Viva
Dennis Stamp
THAT'S MY PURSE! *kick to the groin*
You can dance if you want to.
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Post by Viva on Sept 27, 2010 16:41:11 GMT -5
I can't do it guys. PC issues. I'm posting this from my phone.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2010 16:47:55 GMT -5
I found a finish for Colt/Jazzman, so hopefully I can get this done soon. Then it's just the waiting game on the last missing match.
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Jazzman
King Koopa
Trombone Shorty > Your Favorite Musician
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Post by Jazzman on Sept 27, 2010 16:48:33 GMT -5
M, thank you so much man. I'm so sorry this had to happen
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2010 16:50:16 GMT -5
M, thank you so much man. I'm so sorry this had to happen No worries. I found out early enough, so we're good. If there's anything you had specifically planned, let me know now while I'm still writing it.
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smokinvokoun
Dennis Stamp
Daffy's Gonna Kill You
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Post by smokinvokoun on Sept 27, 2010 17:22:49 GMT -5
Geeze...makes me glad I sent in my match early.
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Post by Jackson "The Cool" Carter on Sept 27, 2010 18:34:20 GMT -5
Atleast for once M isn't waiting on me =)
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Sept 27, 2010 20:47:35 GMT -5
Sent in Viva/Drakin. Shouldn't be much longer, depending on how the finish is revised (if at all).
I experimented with my writing style on both the Viva/Drakin and Interforum Championship matches a little more.
I formatted commentary at size=1 font, in-ring action at standard size=2 font and italicized, and Michael Muffer at size=3 font and bolded. My hope is that the in-ring action stands out more from the commentary so that commentary takes a more "background" feel to the actual meat and potatoes of any match.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2010 20:55:44 GMT -5
We're waiting on me tonight, so things are back to normal. I'm finishing the Jazzman/Colt match as quickly as I can. I'm just having some trouble building to the big spot I wanted to include. Should have it figured out soon. Then there's just one more thing to write and we're good to go.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Sept 27, 2010 21:05:16 GMT -5
Just a thought: what if the deadline was shifted to 6 PM instead of 5 PM?
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2010 21:07:16 GMT -5
Just a thought: what if the deadline was shifted to 6 PM instead of 5 PM? The deadline has never really affected anything though. In fact, as soon as I implemented it, show's started going up later than usual. I just try to get them up when I can. Plus much of the time, the delay is on my end, like tonight.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Sept 27, 2010 21:16:58 GMT -5
Just a thought: what if the deadline was shifted to 6 PM instead of 5 PM? The deadline has never really affected anything though. In fact, as soon as I implemented it, show's started going up later than usual. I just try to get them up when I can. Plus much of the time, the delay is on my end, like tonight. Many times those delays are because members either flake or have IRL run-ins that cause you or others to have to pick up the slack. I personally think that more members should participate in the match writing process. Reminds me that I still think that new members should have to write their characters' debut matches just so they can at least somewhat understand the work that goes into organizing this and other e-feds around here.
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Post by Jackson "The Cool" Carter on Sept 27, 2010 21:35:04 GMT -5
I truly believe the more you input, the better chance you get at success. If people want you to win, they vote for ya. But to want you to win, you'd have to get to know their characters. And the best way to do that is to establish your traits by writing your own stuff.
The more control you have, the better chance youd have to grow.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Sept 27, 2010 21:38:37 GMT -5
I truly believe the more you input, the better chance you get at success. If people want you to win, they vote for ya. But to want you to win, you'd have to get to know their characters. And the best way to do that is to establish your traits by writing your own stuff. The more control you have, the better chance youd have to grow. And hey, it's hard to argue against your results. Or mine really. My character got amnesia and I intended to make him suck, but I kept getting voted to win. ;D
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Jazzman
King Koopa
Trombone Shorty > Your Favorite Musician
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Post by Jazzman on Sept 27, 2010 21:45:38 GMT -5
M, mind sending me the spot you are having trouble with and see if I can help?
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2010 21:58:53 GMT -5
M, mind sending me the spot you are having trouble with and see if I can help? I got it worked out, though I think I should've gone another way with it. Let's see what you think.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2010 22:29:24 GMT -5
This is gonna be a long one guys. Over 67 pages(a new record! , so expect it in three to five separate posts. GookerMania III, September 27th, 2010
Two years ago…
*Clips from GookerMania I…
Starshine takes a tumble over the top rope
Seth Drakin hit’s the General of the Monkey Army with an iron
Evil Masked wordlifeecw drives Motor-Colt through a flaming table
Tyfo smacks The Tank in the face with the Hardcore title
Amigo celebrates with the WWCF World Championship
A phenomenon was born…
*Clips from GookerMania II*
Tyfo holding up the Money in the Bank Briefcase
The General of the Monkey Army gets back dropped on the concrete floor
Whitey Fats drives TTS to the mat with the Pileup
Starshine taunts the crowd prior to his match
Jonathan Michaels throws Evil M off a scaffold
BRB makes a table explode
M.O.P. and Colt shake hands
Little Naitch beats Seth Drakin with a steel chair
Jazzman celebrates with the WWCF World Championship
And tonight…
*Promo feature for GookerMania III*
One man considers himself a Dynasty.
Various clips of Damn Right” Jackson are shown.
The other, a Hardcore Heartthrob
Clips of Jonathan Michaels.
At Botch at the Beach, the stakes were high
Jonathan misses with the Fade to Black, Jackson hit’s the High Attitude!
Muffer - Here is your winner, “Damn Right” Jackson!
But tonight…
*BattleBowl*
Tyfo’s got the Cloverleaf locked in, Jackson reaches the ropes!
High Attitude!
Muffer - Here is your winner, and NEW WWCF World Heavyweight Champion, “Damn Right” Jackson!
Jonathan Michaels throws Little Naitch over the top rope!
Muffer - Here is your winner, Jonathan Michaels!
…They’re even higher than before!
*Clips of Viva Los Bio Dome confronting Seth Drakin*
One man is the law and order of the WWCF…
Seth Drakin smiles after making an announcement.
The other, a rebel with a cause
Viva smirks after again defying Seth Drakin.
Denied what he feels is rightfully his…
Viva throws a tantrum after losing his rights to challenge for the World Championship for the remainder of the year.
He became unhinged
Viva goes ballistic.
Though Seth had his fun, things became personal…
Jessica Morton is stretchered out of the arena.
After seeking vengeance…
Seth is unmasked as the Grey Knight.
It cost him dearly…
“Seth Drakin has been suspended…”
Now tonight, the score will be settled…
Head-to-head shot of Seth and Viva.
Once and for all
*Clips of Smokin’ Vokoun and Amigo*
Tonight…
Amigo beats down Vokoun and steals the Hardcore Championship
Two men…
Amigo breaks Vokoun’s arm
Will take hardcore…
Vokoun costs Amigo BattleBowl
To new level
Vokoun challenges Amigo to a Chicago Deathmatch
Tonight…
*Clips of the other matches*
WWCF will go…
Ryan Starshine lowblow’s Shannon Gay
Dave Von Halen hit’s the Encore on Starshine
Little Naitch forces Caleb Fourchon to tap out
To new heights…
Jazzman and Colt shake hands after announcing their match
Of excitement
Whitey Fats defeats Boiler Room Brawler for his Inter-Forum Championship match
The Storm Maestro makes his debut
Maestro beats Smokin’ Vokoun to win his Inter-Forum Championship match
This is…
Montage of clips highlighting all the matches
GookerMania III
*Shoot to Thrill*
Pyro goes off as the crowd is on their feet, cheering.
Hoss - Welcome everyone to GOOKERMANIA III!!
King - Holy catfish, Gorilla! How loud is it in here?!
Hoss - The atmosphere in the Parts Unknown Arena is electric, Jess!
King - This jam packed crowd can’t wait to get started and neither can I!
Hoss - Then let’s not keep them waiting any longer! TO THE RING!
Monkey Boot Camp Elimination match for the Championship of Honor: Evil M V. The General of the Monkey Army V. Dread Pirate Mulligan
The camera pans over the ring, surrounded by the Hell in a Cell cage. At ringside sit’s a tire run, while on the other side are some traffic cones. In the ring, two balance beams. Hanging from the roof of the cell are two pullup rings.
Hoss - Look at this structure Jess! The Monkey Boot Camp match!
King - This is a damn shame Gorilla! The Championship of Honor being defended in a match like this!
Hoss - I think it’s great, Jess! Evil M’s gotten away with breaking the rules for too long! Let’s see how he does when there are no rules!
Muffer - Ladies and gentlemen, our opening contest tonight is the Monkey Boot Camp elimination match!
The crowd cheers wildly.
Muffer - And it is for the Championship of Honor!
More cheers.
A giant Jolly Roger lowers to the entrance ramp, as Shiver My Timbers cues up.
Muffer - Introducing first. From The High Seas. Weighing in at 265 pounds…
Dread Pirate Mulligan swings down in front of the Jolly Roger to a loud ovation.
Muffer - DREAD PIRATE MULLIGAN!!!
Hoss - Here’s a guy who knows how to make an entrance!
King - And crash a party! Like how he crashed this match! He doesn’t belong here, Gorilla! Evil M only signed on to defend the title against The General, not this guy too!
*King Kong 2004*
A giant monkey float drives down the ramp. Atop it, The General sits, waving to the crowd, who give him a standing ovation.
Muffer - Next, from Lansing, Michigan. Weighing in at 225 pounds, THE GENERAL OF THE MONKEY ARMY!!!
King - And for the record Gorilla, I’m not saying The General belongs here either!
Hoss - Why would you say that?
King - Do you really think someone like The General deserves to be Champion of Honor?!
Hoss - I’d say he’s certainly more deserving than the current Champion.
King - How dare you besmirch the name of the Champion like that?!
*Man on the Silver Mountain*
Evil M walks out, the Championship of Honor draped over his shoulder. On the ramp, he points up, where a giant banner reading “DO IT FOR YELLOW JACKET!!” slowly lowers.
Muffer - And, from Rockland, Massachusetts. Weighing in at 311 pounds, he is the reigning and defending WWCF Champion of Honor, EVIL M!!
King - I give M a lot of credit, Gorilla! He knows he doesn’t have to defend the title under these circumstances! He was supposed to have the night off! But instead, here he is, ready to put his title on the line against two guys who don’t even deserve it!
Hoss - Seriously Jess, how much does he pay you to kiss his ass?
Evil M cautiously approaches the Boot Camp. He looks the structure up and down, then reluctantly walks up the steps…
Then backs up.
Boos from the crowd.
Hoss - Come on M! You’re not scared, are you?!
King - Give him a minute, Gorilla! He needs to mentally prepare for this!
Referee John Creed tells M to hurry up and enter the ring. M slowly starts up the steps again, but stops and backs down once again.
Hoss - He’s had a whole week to prepare! This is just stalling!
Creed - “C’mon M! It’s go time!”
M head back up the steps, but before he can back down, The General and Mulligan grab him and double suplex him into the ring! Will Alphonzo locks the cage door and Creed calls for the bell!
Hoss - And GookerMania III is underway!
Mulligan and The General hammer M while he’s down, then go after each other! The General sends Mulligan into the corner, but when he goes for the monkey flip, Mulligan moves out of the way! The General crashes into the turnbuckle and tumbles over to the floor! M is back on his feet and he grabs Mulligan by the throat and tosses him over the top rope to the floor!
Hoss - That wasn’t very Honorable, was it Jess?
King - Maybe not Gorilla, but it sure was effective!
M rolls to the outside, grabs Mulligan, and flings him into the side of the cell! He then pulls the General up and slams him down on the tires!
Hoss - Shades of Evil Masked wordlifeecw here, Jess!
King - Now come on! Do we have to bring up the past?!
Hoss - Some might argue that Evil M was much more successful back then.
King - What?! He’s defending the most prestigious Championship in the WWCF at GookerMania! How can you get much more successful?!
M grabs one of the tires and slams it down on the General!
For HONOR!!!
The crowd boos, but those boos turn to cheers, as Mulligan runs up behind M and blasts him with a steel chair! M collapses on top of the General! Mulligan holds up the chair like it’s a long lost treasure, then tosses it aside. He grabs M and rams him headfirst into the cage wall, then grabs the General and rolls him back in the ring. He climbs to the top rope and goes for a diving headbutt, but The General rolls out of the way!
Hoss - Everybody down, Jess!
King - Not for long though! The General’s getting back up!
The General gets to his feet and gets up on one of the balance beams. As Mulligan gets up, The General hit’s a diving clothesline from the balance beam! Cover!
1! Kickout!
The General back to his feet, he picks up the other balance beam. As he waits for Mulligan to get to his feet, he sees M starting to get back in the ring. The General throws the balance beam at him, knocking him back into the cage wall! Mulligan quickly rolls The General up!
1! 2! Kickout!
Both men on their feet. Mulligan with some punches, then a kick, but The General catches it! He spins him around, but Mulligan rebounds into a discus clothesline! He scoops The General up, electric chair drop! Cover!
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2!
Kickout!
Mulligan goes to the top rope. He goes for a cannonball senton, but The General rolls out of the way! Both men down, M crawls back in! Cover on Mulligan!
1!
2!
Kickout!
M rolls over and drapes an arm over The General!
1!
2!
Kickout!
Mulligan up, he catches M with a boot the back of the head as he tries to get to his feet! He pulls him up release spinning fisherman’s suplex! Cover!
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2!
The General pulls him off! Cover!
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2!
Mulligan yanks The General off of M!
King - What’s that all about?!
Hoss - It’s a matter of pride, Jess. Mulligan and The General both want to be the one to pin Evil M!
Mulligan and The General argue, as M gets to his feet. He charges, but they both see him coming and double hiptoss him! Mulligan then thumbs The General in the eye and hits an STO! Cover!
1!
2!
Kickout!
Mulligan kicks The General out of the way and turns his attention to M. The Champion charges, Mulligan moves out of the way, then hoists M up in the torture rack!
Hoss - The Champ’s in trouble, Jess!
King - C’mon, M! Hang in there! You can’t lose your title like this!
M screams in pain, but before he can submit, the General pulls him down, then monkey tosses him to the outside! Mulligan nails The General with a jab, then runs the ropes. He goes for a head butt, but The General uses the pullup rings to pull himself out of the way, then drop down knees first across Mulligan’s back! He then pulls him to his feet, Monkey Paw! Cover!
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3!
Muffer - Dread Pirate Mulligan has been eliminated!
Hoss - And now it’s down to the two men originally scheduled for this match, Jess!
King - C’mon M! You can’t lose your title to a monkey man!
The General rolls to the outside and grabs M, then tosses him into the side of the cage! M is busted open!
King - The Champ is bleeding! Stop the match, John Creed!
Hoss - I highly doubt that’s gonna happen, Jess.
The General picks up one of the traffic cones and tosses it in the ring. He then takes M and rolls him back in. Cover!
1!
2!
Kickout!
The General picks up the traffic cone and goes to slam it down on M’s head, but the Champion moves out of the way! The General goes for it again, but M grabs him by the throat! The General frees himself with a low blow, then nails M with the traffic cone, sending the Champion to the outside!
Hoss - Evil M’s not faring very well here, is he Jess?
King - Shut up Gorilla! M is a true Champion! He’ll figure out a way!
M reaches under the ring and pulls something out. The General kicks him in the head, then sets him up for a piledriver, but M back body drop’s him into the wall of the cage! M then bends down and picks up…
Hoss - Oh my…
King - Is that what I think it is?
M holds up his old mask for all to see. With a sick grin on his face, he puts the mask on. As The General gets to his feet, Evil Masked wordlifeecw grabs him by the throat and tosses him back into the wall! He then takes The General and rakes his face across the cage wall, drawing blood!
Hoss - Evil Masked wordlifeecw has returned with a vengeance, Jess!
King - Never did I expect to see this!
Wordlifeecw reverse DDT’s The General on the floor! He then goes under the ring and pulls out an ironing board!
Hoss - wordlifeecw’s signature weapon, Jess! The ironing board!
Evil takes the board and sets it up between the ring and the cage. He then places The General on it and climbs to the top rope. He goes for a leg drop, but The General rolls out of the way! Evil Mask crashes through the ironing board, breaking it!
“HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!”
Both men are down, wordlifeecw writhing in pain in the wreckage of the ironing board.
Hoss - Jess, this is some match we’re seeing!
King - This ain’t no match, Gorilla! This is pure carnage! How can the Championship of Honor be defended like this?!
The General picks wordlifeecw up and rolls him back in the ring. We can see that wordlife has a gash on his right leg from the metal part of the ironing board. The General throws him into the ropes and catches him on the rebound with the monkey flip! He pulls Evil back to the middle of the ring, then locks in the Monkey Wrench! Evil tries to reach the ropes, but The General just pulls him right back to the center of the ring! Wordlife refuses to submit, but eventually starts to lose consciousness. Creed checks his arm once, no response. Twice, no response. A third time, Creed goes to call for the bell, NO! Wordlifeecw fights it, The General tries to keep the hold cinched in, but Evil is able power out, throwing The General forward into the ropes! Evil sits up and as The General turns around, he grabs him by the throat and delivers a chokeslam!
Hoss - Evil Masked wordlifeecw looking to finish this one!
Evil pulls The General up and sets him up for the Journey to Hell. Before he delivers the move, however, he pulls the mask off.
King - C’mon M! Finish him!
M hoists The General up and delivers the Journey to Hell! Cover!
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3!
Muffer - The winner of this match, and STILL WWCF Champion of Honor, Evil M!
Creed hands M the belt and he holds it up, while favoring his leg. The crowd boos as M points to The General and says That’s your hero!
Creed raises M’s hand one more time, then he exit’s the cage. Alphonzo and Creed help The General to his feet. The crowd shower him with a standing ovation.
“GENERAL!! GENERAL!! GENERAL!!”
The General salutes the crowd, as the referees help him out of the cage.
Hoss - That was just incredible, Jess! For a while it looked like The General was going to go out as a Champion, but it was not to be!
King - Look at that ring, Gorilla! All the carnage left behind! The Championship of Honor has been tainted! Blood was just spilled over the Championship that discourages this kind of action! This is a travesty!
Hoss - But it was a hell of a match! Now, let’s move on to what should be another great match! Money in the Bank or Bust!
Money in the Bank or Bust: Little Naitch V. Ryan Starshine V. D-Day Dave V. Metal V. Tyfo V. Caleb Fourchon V. Shannon Gay V. The Hangman
Michael Muffer - The following contest is the Money in the Bank or Bust Ladder Match. Four briefcases are suspended above the ring. Three of these cases carry a guaranteed title shot for the Tag Team, Inter Forum, and WWCF Heavyweight championships. The fourth briefcase has a pink slip that terminates a wrestler’s contract. The wrestlers do not know what is contained in each case. Their objective is to retrieve a ladder from under the ring, climb it, and remove the briefcase from its hook. Only then will the briefcase will be considered claimed. Once a wrestler claims a case, he is no longer part of the match, and the match does not end until all four briefcases are claimed!
Tim Hoss - Quite a long introduction from Michael Muffer there.
Jesse King - Well, a lot of members of the WWCF Galaxy aren’t all that bright, Gorilla. They need things explained to them down to the minutest detail. With pictures if necessary.
Tim Hoss - Which wrestlers are you talking about, Jesse?
Jesse King - Wrestlers? Who said anything about wrestlers? I meant the fans.
Michael Muffer - And now, the first of the eight competitors in Money in the Bank or Bust. From Star City, Australia, weighing two hundred and something pounds, the Technical Professional, Ryan Starshine!
*The crowd pops big when “Super Massive Black Hole” is played. Starshine walks out to the top of the entrance stage, pumps his fists in front of him and loudly says "Yes!" Confidently walks down, with a bright grin and occasionally talks to some of the fans. Gets in the ring, climbs a turnbuckle, places his left leg on the top rope and raises his right arm.*
Michael Muffer - From Scarborough, Ontario, Canada, weighing two hundred and fifty pounds, Shannon Gay!
*Shannon comes out to “Save You” by Seasons After, charging through the curtains beating his chest and jumping around. While walking to the ring with a bounce in every step, he stops to observe the crowd and disses them. He goes over the 2nd rope, and does a wingspan with devil horns on his hands and walks to the other side of the ropes and drops to his knees with the Anti-Punk taunt (sXe taunt, but with arms pointing down).*
Michael Muffer - Weighing two hundred forty eight pounds and from Dulac, Louisiana: Caleb Fourchon!
* “Circus Envy” by REM plays and Caleb walks slowly to the ring, eyes focused on his opponents. He leaps to slide under the bottom rope then rolls to his feet. Makes a circuit around the ring staring at the crowd, before stopping in one of the corners, where he squats down on his haunches and waits.*
Michael Muffer - From Port Royal Jamaica, weighing three hundred pounds, it’s the Hangman!
* Hangman makes a frantic run to the ring with a chainless Chainsaw to Grave Digger’s “Ballad of a Hangman” and some loud boos.*
Michael Muffer - From Dallas, Texas and weighing two hundred and forty five pounds, he is one half of the Southwest Connection: Tyfo!
*There are loud cheers for Tyfo when he comes out to the stage with his fireball pyro and “The New Blackjacks Theme”. He walks slowly to the ring and enters it, going to all four corners to make the Texas Longhorns salute, forcing Caleb to duck out of the ring.*
Michael Muffer - He is from Kent England. He weighs two hundred sixty five pounds. He is..... Metal!
*A mixed reaction of cheers and boos when Metal comes out to the stage banging his head to “Elimination” by Overkill. He throws up the devil horns symbol after entering the ring.*
Michael Muffer - Next, accompanied by Alexa Anderson, from Kansas City, Missouri, weighing two hundred thirty five pounds: Dave Von Halen!
* Rock concert strobe lights start illuminating the entrance stage and pyro goes off as Dave and Alexa walk to the ring holding his electric V guitar and headbanging to ”Saints of Los Angeles” by Motley Crue. The crowd boos as Dave gets to the ring and holds open the ropes for Alexa to enter. Both pose in the center of the ring. Metal comes over and starts jawing with Dave who hands his guitar off the Alexa and gets nose to nose with his former tag team partner before referee Verne Johnson tells them to break it up.*
Michael Muffer - And our final contestant to the Money in the Bank or Bust Ladder Match. From Las Vegas, Nevada, he is the other half of the Southwest Connection. Accompanied by his manager, The Sam, This! Is! Little! NNNNAAAIIIITTTTCCCCCHHHHH!!!
*The crowd blows up when “The New Blackjacks Theme” plays a second time and lights flicker.. Naitch struts out in a floor length sequined robe with The Sam following behind him, pointing at Naitch and repeatedly yelling out “This man is Money in the Bank! Count on it!” Naitch enters the ring and shakes hands with Tyfo, shakes hands with Sam (who takes his robe), and looks out to the crowd and gives them the thumbs up sign.*
Tim Hoss - This is going to be a tough match to call, Jesse.
Jesse King - You got that right. Eight wrestlers, four briefcases, and a hell of a lot of ladders. Not to mention a few grudges among the various participants.
Tim Hoss - We know there’s animosity brewing between former tag team partners Metal and Dave Von Halen, and Ryan Starshine and Shannon Gay didn’t see eye to eye the last match they were in, and they were on the same side!
Jesse King - I have to think Tyfo and Little Naitch are two of the favorites in this. Both are former World and Tag Team Champions. Expect them to work well together.
Tim Hoss - Tyfo even earned his WWCF Heavyweight title shot by winning a Money in the Bank Ladder Match at Gookermania II.
Jesse King - Don’t ignore the biggest dog in this fight, Gorilla. The Hangman has got to be extra motivated after WWCF management took away his Tag Team Title. And Caleb Fourchon has shown himself to be a dangerous and unpredictable opponent.
Tim Hoss - All eight men fighting for the right to open four briefcases. Three contain guaranteed title shots, one a one way ticket to the unemployment line.
Jesse King - This is going to be wild. I can’t wait!
The wrestlers wait for Referee Verne “Spud” Johnson to call for the bell. As soon as he does Tyfo and Little Naitch immediately charge Hangman, knocking him to the mat. Starshine bails to the outside and begins searching under the ring for a ladder with Shannon Gay in hot pursuit. Gay picks up the smaller wrestler and rams him into the barricade, then turns to pull the ladder out. He gets a shot to the mouth from Dave Von Halen for his trouble. Meanwhile, in another corner on the outside, Caleb Fourchon has gotten a ladder and begun to slide it between the ropes. Metal, still in the ring, grabs the ladder and pushes down on it so the legs hit Caleb in the face. Metal drags the ladder inside and begins to set it up, but Tyfo rushes over and stops him from mounting it. The two begin to brawl. Little Naitch checks to see if his partner needs help and eats a forearm to the face from Hangman. Hangman stands, scoop slams Naitch, and charges at Tyfo and Metal, knocking both men down with a double clothesline.
Tim Hoss – The action is fast and furious. No man has a clear cut advantage in the opening moments of the match.
Jesse King – Gorilla… I don’t know if I can keep up. This is insane!
Dave Von Halen and Shannon Gay exchange punches on the outside. Finally Dave gets the advantage, knocking Shannon to the ground. He bends down to pick up the ladder, not seeing Starshine climb on top of the barricade and leap at him! He lands feet first on Dave’s back, driving him down onto the ladder. Starshine grabs the ring apron to keep his balance, then rolls Von Halen off the ladder to pick it up. Shannon grabs the ladder as well, and both begin to wrestle over it. Meanwhile, on the other side of the ring, Caleb Fourchon has gone under the ring to pull out another ladder.
Jesse King – Oh no, Caleb has a ladder now. He used to wrestle alligators bare handed. What could he do with this sort of weapon.
Tim Hoss – The Hangman has a ladder set up and looks to climb.
Jesse King – Woah-Where’d he come from?!
Hangman begins to climb the ladder in the ring, but is pulled off by a recovering Little Naitch. Naitch hits Hangman with a couple punches and tries to Irish whip him into the corner, but Hangman reverses it. Tyfo comes behind Hangman and brings him down with a running bulldog. Metal then drags Hangman to his feet and flattens him with a Double Bass DDT! Little Naitch rushes out from the corner and shoulder blocks Metal to the mat. He keeps charging, running over and hitting the ladder Caleb is pushing into the ring, which again causes Caleb to fall down.
Jesse King – No one wants to face the Cajun Alligator Wrestler huh?
Tim Hoss – By keeping Caleb outside, they’re reducing their opposition in the ring. It’s one of the few smart tactics in this dangerous match.
Jesse King – Still, it’s not fair to Caleb.
Shannon Gay and Starshine continue to fight over the ladder, pulling it apart. A dazed Dave Von Halen staggers to his feet between the two. Gay and Starshine look at each other and ram the ladder close, pinching Dave between the sides. Still holding the ladder they drag Dave back to the barricade and pitch him over, ladder and all! Shannon grabs Starshine and gives him a headbutt, then a spinebuster to the floor. He then dives back into the ring.
Jesse King – OH MY GOD! BE CAREFUL NEAR THE FANS! THEY PAY FOR MY STUFF!
Tim Hoss – We should both probably keep alert Jesse. Any moment and they could be on top of us.
Jesse King – Gorilla I don’t think they swing that way.
Tim Hoss - … *sigh* -Tyfo has a ladder, he’s going for a case.
Tyfo has begun climbing one ladder while Little Naitch sets up the other. Metal runs up and grabs Tyfo’s leg. Tyfo tries to shake him off, but can’t. Finally he jumps off the ladder and hits a double axe handle to the top of Metal’s head. He pulls Metal up and butterfly suplexes him away from the ladder. Meanwhile, Little Naitch is halfway up the ladder. Caleb Fourchon starts to climb the ropes to stop him, but suddenly turns and charges at The Sam, who is standing at ringside. Caleb hits him with a big boot, then hoists him off his feet in an elevated reverse chinlock! Little Naitch sees this, looks at the case, looks as The Sam writhing in pain, and jumps off the ladder to go outside the ring. Caleb lets go of Sam but can’t stop Naitch from ramming a forearm right to his chin. Little Naitch begins to strike Fourchon repeatedly with backhand chops, forcing him back towards the scorekeeper’s table. Caleb grabs the timekeeper’s bell and wallops Naitch with it, sending him to the ground. A recovered Sam picks up a chair and cracks it over Caleb’s skull, knocking him down. He smacks him a couple more times before dropping the chair to try and revive Naitch.
Jesse King – Disqualify him ref for interference!
Tim Hoss – I don’t think you’ll find that there are any disqualifications in this match Jesse.
Jesse King – …Count him out ref!
Shannon Gay is back in the ring and makes his way towards the ladder Little Naitch set up. Meanwhile Hangman has gotten to his feet and lurches in the same direction. He hits Gay with a lariat and a snap powerslam.. He then pulls Shannon up and Irish whips him into the ladder, sending it and him crashing into the corner. Hangman charges Gay who manages to get his foot high enough to connect with a big boot. As Hangman stumbles backwards Starshine leaps up onto the apron, then onto the ropes before flying at Hangman with a slingshot crossbody! Starshine gets up and gives a dramatic pose the crowd pops for. Shannon Gay grabs the ladder and charges at Starshine with it, only to have Ryan matrix move under the attack. He turns and hits a lungblower on Shannon as he passes, causing him to drop the ladder.
Jesse King – Woah, I’ve never seen him do that before… And probably never again, I think he strained himself.
Tim Hoss – Every year, each competitor tries to steal the show at Gookermania. You expect their best and they always deliver. Dave Von Halen now climbing the apron-
Dave Von Halen dives into the ring and begins kicking at Metal’s prone form. He sees Tyfo get back on the ladder, charges over and dropkicks him off. The ladder tips over and Dave goes to set it right. Metal comes from behind Dave and puts him down with a reverse DDT. He in turn gets struck in the back of the head by Tyfo, who then spins Metal around, scoops him up onto his shoulder, and drops him chin first onto one of the ladder steps with a modified snake eyes! Metal crashes to the mat and rolls out of the ring. Before Tyfo can jump on the ladder he gets put in a full nelson by Dave Von Halen, who drags him away from the ladder and slams his face onto the mat.
Jesse King – Gorilla, that was vicious. They’re not pulling any blows tonight.
Little Naitch and Caleb Fourchon get up at roughly the same time and brawl their way back into the ring. They exchange haymakers. Naitch eventually gets the upper hand and whips Caleb to the ropes. When he rebounds Little Naitch hip tosses Caleb onto the still downed Shannon Gay. Naitch runs to the corner, climbs the turnbuckle, and elbow drops both men to the delight of the crowd! Meanwhile, Starshine has set up the ladder Gay tried to strike him with.
Tim Hoss – Starshine has the ladder, he could have a chance if he can buy some time.
Jesse King – No chance Gorilla. No one’s been able to get a case yet. I’m guessing we’ll be here commentating this match until Gookermania IV.
Tim Hoss – I hope not for the competitors sake. Those contracts only last one year.
Jesse King – Forget the serious injuries. It’s the disappointment that you don’t want to face in this business. The ultimate career killer.
Hangman stands and sees Tyfo on the ground. He pancakes him with a running senton before charging at Dave Von Halen, who is back at the ladder. He grabs Dave’s leg and yanks him off, causing the ladder to tilt and fall against the ropes. Hangman picks up Dave and puts him in the cobra clutch, holding him for several moments. When the fight starts to leave Dave, Hangman lifts him up and Thunderfire powerbombs him onto the ladder, breaking it! Hangman turns away from the carnage he gets kicked in the gut by Tyfo, then flattened with a Twist of Fate. Tyfo then goes under the ropes to look for another ladder.
Jesse King – How many ladders to we have left? They need to stop destroying them and start climbing them.
Tim Hoss – Who can say. It would put this match in an interesting position if they had to finish without a single ladder. Starshine and Naitch are facing off in the ring.
Jesse King – These two just don’t like each other. Who will flatten their opponents face into the ladder first?
Starshine and Little Naitch square off in front of their ladder. Ryan raises his hand in an offer for a test of strength. Naitch smiles and lifts his arm as though he is going to accept. Instead both men thumb the other in the eye! When they turn away and clutch at their faces Shannon Gay attacks, forearm striking Starshine and chopping Little Naitch, who responds with a chop of his own. The two continue to strike at one another, with the crowd “Whoo(!)”-ing along, until Fourchon stands, runs the ropes, and creams both men with a running crossbody. When on his knees he gets superkicked by Starshine, who then breaks for the ladder.
Tim Hoss – Starshine has an opening! This could be his chance to collect a case.
Jesse King – And to follow through on his guarantee. I can’t imagine how he’d react if he walked away empty handed.
Tim Hoss – Oh, it looks like Metal is searching for another ladder.
Metal has pulled out another ladder from under the ring when he is stopped by Tyfo. The two brawl until Metal overpowers the smaller man, ramming his head repeatedly into the ringpost. While Tyfo is down Metal throws the ladder over the ropes onto Dave Von Halen. Dave gets up and begins to set up the ladder while Metal crawls inside. The two get into a stare down. Hangman charges at them from behind and tries to clothesline Dave but Von Halen ducks under it, pivots, and hits Hangman with a spinning backhand punch. Hangman staggers into a headbutt by Metal who then belly to belly suplexes him out of the ring!. Dave clotheslines Metal after him and begins to climb the ladder.
Tim Hoss – Dave Von Halen is also climbing. Starshine opposite. We could see two cases taken down at once.
Jesse King – Not if Naitch has anything to say about it.
Little Naitch sees Starshine on the ladder and begins to climb after him. Shannon Gay pursues, holding Naitch’s leg when he’s about halfway up. Starshine makes it to the top of the ladder and grabs the case but can’t unhook it! Suddenly Caleb Fourchon gets up and tips over the ladder, sending both Naitch and Gay crashing to the mat. Starshine grabs onto the case to keep from falling and is suspended above the ring. Fourchon pulls up Shannon Gay by the arms and curb stomps him. Naitch slowly rises and moves towards Caleb but the later slings him over the bigger man’s shoulders and dropped on his head with the Down Home Driver! Caleb then looks up at the dangling Starshine and begins to reset the ladder.
Jesse King – Oh my God! He could break his legs!
Tim Hoss – A precarious position for the Technical Professional.
Jesse King – I’ll say, he can either fall to the hard ring. Or deal with the Alligator Wrestler. Tough choice.
Dave Von Halen begins to ascend his ladder in the opposite corner of the ring. Metal gets back in the ring and picks up one of the broken pieces of the ladder and begins to swat at Dave. Von Halen halts his climb and grabs the ladder part to try and stop Metal from hitting him with it. There is a tug of war between the former Metal Express members. Suddenly, Alexa Anderson kicks off her shoes and runs into the ring! She jumps on Metal’s back and begins clawing at his face. Metal tries to get her off, dropping the piece of ladder in the process. Dave Von Halen climbs his way up to the top of the ladder and grabs the briefcase!
Jesse King – Look, he’s got it Gorilla! All he needs to do is-
Dave pulls down the case
Jesse King – -He did it!
Michael Muffer - Case Number One has been claimed by Dave Von Halen!
Tim Hoss – One case is down. But this match is far from over.
Dave drops the case and slides down the ladder. He picks up the case, grabs Alexa who by now has been dumped onto the ground, and both hightail it out of the ring. Halfway up the ramp they turn back and taunt Metal, who has mounted the ropes and is screaming after them.
Jesse King – Ha-ha, Dave Von Halen telling his former partner how it is. I’m liking this guy more and more Gorilla.
Tim Hoss – He may be a winner, but it might be premature to rub it in Metal’s face. There are still three cases hanging on the ceiling.
Jesse King – Metal has no chance. I always knew he was the Jannetty of The Metal Express.
Caleb Fourchon slowly climbs his way up the ladder towards both Starshine and the case he hangs off of. Starshine tries to put his feet on the top of the ladder, but its just inches out of reach. Fourchon gets to the end of the ladder and waits until Starshine is in position, then lashes out and punches him in the groin! The crowd screams as Starshine lets go of the case and falls to the mat! When the line holding the case swings close enough Caleb gets hold of the case and unhooks it.
Michael Muffer - Case Number Four has been claimed by Caleb Fourchon!
Jesse King – The Alligator wrangler nabs one!
Tim Hoss – Another potential title shot has been taken. Only two more cases to go.
Caleb holds his case in his hand, staring a hole in it. He looks up at the ceiling and drops his case to the mat. He grabs the ladder and moves it under another case.
Jesse King – Wait… What’s he doing? He’s already won… Caleb?
Tim Hoss – Don’t tell me he’s looking to add another to his collection. Referee, security, someone get him out of here!
Caleb begins climbing the ladder, while a referee tries to talk him down. Caleb shoves him aside and continues climbing. The referee grabs his boot and orders him down. Caleb calmly looks down at the quivering official and casually climbs down. The referee hands him his case and points towards the entrance ramp. Caleb gives him a snaggle toothed smile and walks towards the ring ropes. He suddenly turns around and boots the official’s head. He falls to the mat and Caleb turns him over and drags him closer. He places the referee’s legs in an Indian Deathlock version and pulls his arms up, threatening a curb stomp.
Tim Hoss – He’s snapped! Someone, anyone, please help that man!
A number of security and other officials rush to the ring. Caleb releases the referee and stops their attempts to enter. He picks the referee up, over his shoulder and drops him with the Louisiana Lift Bomb. Security rushes the ring and tries to restrain Caleb while the other officials aid their colleague. Caleb fights free and tosses the security out of the ring. He grabs another referee and lifts him for a powerslam. He turns toward the ring ropes and makes a move forward.
Tim Hoss – NO! He’s going to slam him over the ropes!
Jesse King – This is going to hurt.
Tyfo slides in and pulls the referee free who quickly rolls outside. He ducks a swing by Caleb and hits the ropes, rebounding off and connecting with a bulldog. Caleb still manages to stumble back to his feet and into the corner. Tyfo hits the opposite corner and rushes him for a corner clothesline. Caleb reverses and slams Tyfo to the mat with an STO. He picks Tyfo up over his shoulder for the Louisiana Lift Bomb. Naitch slides in and chops Caleb, who doubles over releasing Tyfo. The Southwest Connection apply a double front facelock and lifting his arms over hits him with a double suplex.
Tim Hoss – Thank goodness for The Southwest Connection. I thought this match might have gone haywire.
Jesse King – He’s still in the ring Gorilla, it’s not too late… Hey is that Metal?
Metal is shown slowly sliding in the ring, unbeknownst to the other three competitors in the ring.
Caleb crawls around the mat near his briefcase. Tyfo makes a gesture to Naitch and beings Caleb to his feet. Caleb turns and knocks Tyfo down with his case. Tyfo hits the mat, clutching his head.
Metal begins quickly scaling the ladder Caleb had placed under the third briefcase.
Naitch ducks a case shot by Caleb and chops him again. Caleb barely flinches and boots Naitch into the ropes.
Metal reaches the top of the ladder and reaches up.
Caleb waffles Naitch with the case and the later rolls to the floor.
Michael Muffer – Case number two has been claimed by Metal.
Jesse King – Three down, one to go!
Caleb turns around and sees Metal on top of the ladder, hugging his case. Incensed, he walks over, grabs the ladder and begins tilting it. Metal quickly jumps to the ring mat and slides out. Caleb follows and chases him around the ring. Metal jumps over the crowd barricade and runs out of view. More security, holding batons, surround Caleb and order him to the back. Caleb stares at the guards and waves them off. He makes his way back up the entrance ramp.
Tim Hoss – Well it looks like some semblance of order has been restored in this chaotic match.
Jesse King – Probably the most order we’ve seen tonight Gorilla. Just about everyone appears out cold.
Tim Hoss – Not quite Jesse, I can see The Hangman moving outside the ring.
Hangman painfully rolls in and momentarily lies on the mat. He sits up and, using the ropes for aid, climbs to his feet. Seeing that the ring is clear he grabs the ladder used by Metal and positions it under the final case. He slowly and painfully begins climbing up. He stops a few rungs up and looks up at the swinging case. He grimaces and fights the pain to continue climbing.
Jesse King – He’s so close Gorilla it’s painful.
Tim Hoss – With no one in the ring top stop him, I think that Hangman has this match won.
The Hangman grabs the case and reaches up to unhook it. Suddenly a flying chair hits him and he collapses to the mat. Starshine slides in and positions the closed chair on the mat. He grabs The Hangman and underhooks both arms.
Jesse King – NO ONE, UH… GETS UP FROM THE CON-CHAIR-STARBLIND!
Starshine drops Hangman on the chair with the Starblind. He rolls the unconscious Hangman outside and kneeling, looks up at the lone case with a half grin. He climbs to his feet, supporting his groin and begins climbing up.
Jesse King – Gorilla, this could be it! There is literally no one around to stop him.
Tim Hoss – Maybe not, but look Jesse! Shannon Gay is to his feet on the floor.
Jesse King – He’s not close enough Gorilla, this match is over! He was right, he guaranteed this win.
Starshine reaches the top and grabs the case. He reaches up to unhook it. He pulls at the case, but it doesn’t free.
Jesse King – IT’S STUCK?!
Tim Hoss – I don’t believe it!
Jesse King – Neither does Starshine, this match could have been over. [/color] Starshine desperately tries to free the case as Shannon Gay rolls in. Gay picks up the dented chair and swings it at Starshine’s leg. Starshine buckles and grabs his leg, losing hid grip on the case. Shannon measures him up and stabs him with the end of the chair in-between his legs. Starshine is barely holding on as he cries in pain. Jesse King – OUCH! That must be a receipt for last week. You know what they say about karma Gorilla. Tim Hoss – What goes around, comes around? Jesse King – What? No. I mean it’s a bastard. Shannon grabs the ladder and pushes it toward the ring ropes. Starshine loses his grip and falls hard to the floor. Shannon rights up the ladder and begins climbing. As he reaches the top he’s stopped by a club from Tyfo. Tyfo begins climbing up the same side of the ladder. Gay tries to fight him off with elbows. Tyfo almost loses his grip but fights back with more clubs. He climbs up over Shannon and reaches for the briefcase. Shannon elbows him in the midsection and drops down through his legs. He begins climbing up over Tyfo. He grabs his arm and applies The Broken Wing submission. Tyfo tries to fight the pain but lets go of the ladder and the two fall to the mat. Tim Hoss – It’s open season, it’s anyone’s game, who will grab the brass ring first? Jesse King – They’re all out Gorilla. We should just end it right here, it’s too much. Tim Hoss – I think you spoke too soon Jesse. Naitch rolls into the ring and climbs to his feet. He looks around at everyone laid out around the ring. He rushes toward the ladder and begins climbing. Outside Shannon is back to his feet. He sees Naitch and quickly tries to race him up the ladder. Naitch reaches the top and grabs the case. Shannon hits him with a chop. Naitch lets go and Shannon grabs it. Naitch delivers his own chop and Shannon breaks his hold. Shannon grabs Naitch and connects with a stiff headbutt. The two drop a rung and massage their foreheads. Shannon reaches up for the case again but Naitch grabs his arm. Shannon stuns Naitch with a forearm. Naitch drops a few rungs. Jesse King – Shannon has it! Shannon grabs the case and reaches up to unhook it. Naitch quickly grabs his left leg through the rungs and pulls. Shannon loses his grip as his leg is pulls through the ladder. Tim Hoss – Ingenious move by Little Naitch. If Shannon can’t free himself-Jesse King – Then that means-Naitch climbs up to the top of the ladder and grabs the briefcase while Shannon desperately tries to reach him. He pulls at the case and manages to unhook it. Michael Muffer – Case number three has been claimed by Little Naitch. Your winners of this match, Dave Von Halen, Caleb Fourchon, Metal and Little Naitch. Jesse King – What a match Gorilla. That was a true testament to these eight individuals. Tim Hoss – That it was Jesse. And while only four could win, they’ve all achieved something great in my mind. Jesse King – Well while we may have four winners Gorilla. We know we have one loser of the bunch. Tim Hoss – That’s true Jesse. But I’d let them take in this win. They all deserve it. *The New Blackajcks theme plays as Naitch relishes in his win and he slowly climbs back down the ladder. Sam slides in and excitedly jumps about .He holds up Naitchs arm and makes a belt motion around his client’s waist.* *Shannon Gay finally frees himself and hits the ring mat. * *From the outside, Starshine, sitting against the barricade looks on shaking his head. * *Naitch and Sam exit the ring and tend to Tyfo. Naitch asks for some water and tries to help his partner up. A referee brings a bottle and Naitch helps Tyfo up while supporting him. Tyfo notices Naitchs case and weakly offers a handshake. Naitch accepts and the two make their way to the back. * Tim Hoss – Even when they don’t both win, The Southwest Connection always has each others backs. Jesse King – Ugh, someone get me a barf bag. Tim Hoss – Hold it in Jesse, we’re far from done tonight. [/center]
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Inter-Forum Championship: The Man in Black V. The Storm Maestro V. Whitey Fats
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Gookermania is running wild, King, and the excitement should only get hotter!
Jesse King: Damn right, Gorilla. The WWCF Galaxy's finest show continues as The Man in Black defends his Interforum Championship against Whitey Fats and his insurance policy, The Storm Maestro.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The mysterious Man in Black captured the Interforum Championship from Boiler Room Brawler months ago at Wheel of Misfortune and rendered BRB, the object of his obsessive hatred, stricken with amnesia.
Jesse King: But Whitey Fats returned and landed his Burning Hammer on The Man in Black that night!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Whitey then manipulated BRB into believing that he was his own employee and then bought his Interforum Title Shot from BRB!
Jesse King: A clever mind and a lottery win will get ya places in this company, Gorilla. Whitey even hired the equally mysterious Storm Maestro as his own "insurance policy" to secure the Interforum Championship from the Man in Black.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: But the Man in Black is no fool. He demanded that the Storm Maestro earn an Interforum Title Shot from the Hardcore Champion, the Smokin' Vokoun, but the Storm Maestro did it last Niteraw with help from Amigo.
Jesse King: Enough with the recap, let's get to the action! Take it away Muffer!
Michael Muffer: Our next match is for the Interforum Championship!
*Ride The Lightning*
The Storm Maestro walks out when the pyro goes off. He stumbles, trips, falls, and rolls down the ramp. The music fades out, then back in when the Storm Maestro stands back up.
Michael Muffer: Now entering the ring, weighing in at 320lbs, he is the first challenger for the Interforum Championship: The Storm... Maestro!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The Storm Maestro botched his debut two weeks ago and had a bad showing against the Smokin' Vokoun, but can he help Whitey secure the Interforum Championship?
The Storm Maestro walks up the ring steps and enters the ring.
Jesse King: Doubtful. It's black versus white tonight, but that's alright.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Nice rhyme.
*Double J Jeff Jarrett Theme*
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Here comes his boss though...
Whitey Fats walks out, smiles, and points to the Storm Maestro, who nods.
Jesse King: That's right, the Wrestling Messiah himself...
Whitey Fats continues strolling down to the ring.
Michael Muffer: Now entering the ring, hailing from Starke, FL and weighing in at 280lbs, he is the second challenger for the Interforum Championship: Whitey... Fats!
Whitey Fats walks up the ring steps and crosses the ropes into the ring. He stakes out a separate corner from the Storm Maestro, telling him inaudible commands.
Jesse King: Whitey's the man with the plan to finally bring down the Man in Black, Gorilla.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Is he? The Man in Black has eluded the WWCF Galaxy for almost a year now. This all started back last December, would you believe it?
Jesse King: And tonight, it all ends. I'll be damned if he isn't unmasked tonight when the Storm Maestro pins him for the 1-2-3.
Whitey Fats and the Storm Maestro stand in the ring, waiting for the Man in Black to appear.
Jesse King: The Man in Black always has to make a dramatic entrance...
Gorilla Tim Hoss: It's hard to top a solar eclipse like his match against the Hardcore Champion, The Smokin' Vokoun, at Botch at the Beach, so if he keeps us in suspense tonight, he'd better make it good.
Whitey and The Storm Maestro continue to wait. Whitey asks Referee Will Alphonso if he knows about the hold up, but he gets no confirmation.
Jesse King: Maybe the Man in Black finally chickened out. I mean, how can he win a glorified handicap match?
Gorilla Tim Hoss: I've never seen the Man in Black chicken out of a fight yet. Furthermore, would he really risk being stripped of the Interforum Title?
The lights go out.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Uh oh, here we go! He's here!
*The Man Comes Round*
The lights remain dark, when the Craptron lights up. Pyrotechnics go off as a giant UFO descends.
Jesse King: What? MiB's an alien?
Out walks the Man in Black, Interforum Championship across his waist.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Hm, not just appearing in the middle of the ring this time?
Another Man in Black follows the first. Then another. And another. A whole line of MiB's quickly accumulates as the first walks down the ramp to the ring, pyrotechnics leading the way.
Jesse King: Okay, this is just too weird...
Michael Muffer: Now... entering the ring... he is the Interforum Champion: The Man... in... Black!
Jesse King: Is this a Lumberjack Match now?
The legion of Men in Black surround the ring as the lights return. Whitey complains to Alphonzo, who shrugs.
Jesse King: What is that? Put your foot down, Alphonzo!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: They haven't interfered yet. This clearly is psychological warfare.
The Man in Black with the Interforum Championship belt slides into the ring. Whitey is skeptical.
Jesse King: How do we know if this is the actual Man in Black?
Gorilla Tim Hoss: If it's not him, he's probably taking a big risk letting a minion fight for his belt. I think we can safely assume that this is him.
The Man in Black looks at Whitey, then at the Storm Maestro, then at Referee Will Alphonzo. He removes his Interforum Championship Belt to Will Alphonzo, who raises it into the air.
Michael Muffer: Referee Will Alphonzo would like to ensure the audience that the following contest will not be a Lumberjack Match!
Jesse King: Okay, that's what I'm talking about. Nice try, Man in Black!
Will Alphonzo starts the Man in Black, Whitey Fats, and the Storm Maestro at equal distances.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: It's too bad that BRB couldn't recapture the title tonight. This would have been the greatest stage to get one over on the Man in Black for once and for all. Instead he's sitting at home while Whitey puts faith in a new employee.
Jesse King: Whitey Inc is a growing business, Gorilla, and Whitey has the right employee for the right job.
Will Alphonzo begins the match. Whitey directs SM to attack MiB, but MiB lunges for Whitey, who dodges. SM goes for MiB, but MiB ducks, then lifts up when SM falls over him. MiB fireman's carries SM and swings him around, whacking Whitey in the face. MiB Samoan drops SM to the mat.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: They're off to an exciting start, King! The Man in Black is already dominating!
Whitey stomps on MiB, but MiB gets back up. SM slowly returns to his feet.
Jesse King: This Storm Maestro... he's not very good...
MiB throws a punch at Whitey, but is met with a punch of Whitey's own. SM walks up to MiB and throws a punch at him. MiB slips away from both of them.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: MiB is being ganged up on now!
Jesse King: That's right, Gorilla! It's Whitey's time tonight!
Whitey catches MiB, then Irish whips him to a corner. SM then goes for MiB, but MiB catches himself and catches SM with a leg scissors from behind. SM has a hold of MiB though, and Whitey capitalizes with clubbing blows to MiB's back.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: I think that Whitey has the Man in Black's number.
Jesse King: See? Storm Maestro is good enough for Whitey's needs.
MiB goes down, but he maintains his head scissors on SM. Whitey waistlocks MiB from the rear, but then MiB switches heads and scissors around Whitey's neck, then slams him to the mat with a minor huricanrana.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: How does the Man in Black do it?
Storm Maestro goes for an elbow drop to MiB, but MiB rolls away, leaving the ring, when he signals the other Men in Black, who all kneel and rest with him.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: What is this?
Jesse King: Whitey and the Storm Maestro won't know who the Man in Black is between all of these fakes. That buys him time to recover and plan. This is a chess game.
Referee Will Alphonzo counts one. SM and Whitey both get up and look around the ring. SM points in the direction that he last saw MiB, and they both exit the ring to look for MiB. Alphonzo counts two.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: It's funny, on the one hand, I find the Man in Black utterly despicable. But on the other hand, Whitey bent the rules all the way to this match.
Jesse King: So whose waist would you rather see the belt around? A man who hides his identity or one who proudly displays it?
Alphonzo counts three. Whitey directs SM to go around the corner while he goes the other way. The Men in Black continue to "recover."
Gorilla Tim Hoss: If they're not careful, they'll be counted out and the Man in Black rides again.
Alphonzo counts four. Whitey looks around, when every Man in Black stands up. Whitey throws a punch at one of them, who stumbles away. SM exercises more caution.
Jesse King: This strategy seems to take on multiple levels.
Alphonzo counts five. The Men in Black all start to walk around the ring. Whitey elbows another in the face, but it just stumbles away instead of attacking him. SM grabs one and Irish whips him into the ring.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The Storm Maestro seems to have a sure thing here.
Alphonzo counts six. Another Man in Black slides into the ring and runs about in the ring. Whitey and SM notice and they enter the ring.
Jesse King: Looks like the Man in Black has recovered, and Storm Maestro picked the wrong one.
The Man in Black runs up to the SM, but he is met with a clothesline from Whitey. Storm Maestro elbow drops him.
Jesse King: And we're right back to where the match left off: Whitey and the Storm Maestro kicking the Man in Black's ass.
The other Man in Black in the ring gets up, waits for Whitey and Storm Maestro, and then leaps up, catches both of them, hooking his arms around their necks, and then drops down to DDT both of them to the mat.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: So the Storm Maestro was right!
Jesse King: And the Man in Black's strategy paid off.
MiB stomps both Whitey and SM's upper bodies.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The Man in Black is so crafty. Even alone in this match, he's taken advantage of-
Jesse King: Alone? He has like two dozen fakes to throw them off!
MiB scales the top rope.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: But none of them may lay a finger on Whitey or the Storm Maestro!
Jesse King: Something about this makes no sense... How does Alphonzo know that that isn't just some other fake that attacked Whitey and Storm Maestro?
MiB waits for Whitey and SM to get up before leaping off the top rope.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: You got me there. Must be intuition.
Jesse King: That or he's being a bad ref. That's how I see it.
MiB takes Whitey and SM back to the mat with a top rope fist drop to both of their heads.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The question ultimately rests upon who has the superior stratagem tonight.
MiB chinlocks Whitey and wrenches back. SM stirs in the meantime.
Jesse King: The Man in Black's being smart right now. He's working Whitey while that oafish Storm Maestro lays like a slug. Whitey's the real threat; Maestro's a clumsy nuisance.
MiB keeps the chinlock pressure on as Whitey reaches out for the ropes. Storm Maestro grabs the ropes himself, and starts getting up when he gets clocked in the mask by a random Man in Black fake, but Alphonzo is focusing on Whitey and MiB.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Those fake Men in Black are the Man in Black's big advantage tonight. He effectively can attack Whitey and the Storm Maestro from any angle as long as Will Alphonzo doesn't notice.
Jesse King: But Whitey has the Storm Maestro, and bad as he is, he's a legal contender. He's on Whitey's payroll, and I'll bet anything that he'd hand that belt over to Whitey immediately after losing.
SM gets up in spite of the blow to the head, while MiB returns to his feet.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Storm Maestro's mask came in handy there, King. He seems unaffected by that Man in Black's attack.
MiB waits for SM to turn around, then he spins around and delivers a discus clothesline to SM's face, taking him down to the mat. MiB covers for the pin.
Jesse King: Whitey's insurance policy might screw him over!
Whitey rushes to his feet, but a Man in Black grabs his foot, distracting him. Alphonso counts one, tw-SM powers out.
Jesse King: Whitey almost lost the match right there! What a relief.
MiB stands back up and exchanges punches with Whitey. Whitey Irish whips MiB to a ring corner, then rushes after him, colliding into him with a body splash. SM gets back up in the meantime.
Jesse King: And Whitey's turning this match around!
Whitey Irish whips MiB again, but MiB leapfrogs onto SM's back and rides him for a few seconds before bulldogging him to the mat.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The Man in Black makes lemonade from Whitey's lemon.
Whitey promptly runs over to MiB and leaps to knee drop him, but MiB rolls out of the way to outside the ring. Whitey plants his knee square into SM's back.
Jesse King: Oh no, the Man in Black can recover again! Get him Whitey!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The Man in Black is bending Whitey's own terms of the match.
Every Man in Black kneels and pretends to recover. Whitey goes to cross the ropes when he stops, grabs the Storm Maestro, and drags him to the center of the ring. They both recover in the mean time.
Jesse King: Clever move from the Wrestling Messiah. If the Man in Black can recover, then why can't he?
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Both men can buy time under these conditions. Whitey still has another legal man on his side though.
SM stands back up, shakes his head, and then looks around, his back to Whitey. Every Man in Black stands up and walks around the ring, when one of them slides into the ring. Whitey and SM get ready to attack him, but they hesitate.
Jesse King: That's right, they played this game before.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The Man in Black's tactics are being turned against him by Whitey Fats and the Storm Maestro.
Whitey and SM turn around to face another Man in Black, but none comes. The Man in Black behind them darts for Whitey, lifts him up, and Atomic Drops him. Whitey falls over the top rope from the rebounding hop.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: On the other hand, the Man in Black psyched them out. He set them up and he knocked them down.
SM throws a punch at MiB, then Irish whips him to the ropes. MiB returns on the rebound, leaping into the air and taking the SM down with a leg lariat. Alphonzo counts one as Whitey recovers outside the ring, not a single Man in Black touching him.
Jesse King: I thought that the Storm Maestro promised to unmask the Man in Black and expose him for once and for all? He looks like the only who's getting exposed. Yeesh.
MiB looks at Whitey, who continues to recover. He climbs to the top rope as Alphonzo counts two against Whitey.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: This could be it, folks! It's time for the Man in Black's deadly top rope guillotine leg drop!
MiB leaps off the top rope and leg drops SM square on the head. He seems to reel from the impact. Alphonzo counts three.
Jesse King: That is one hard mask. It's more like a helmet now that I think of it...
MiB covers for the pin. Alphonzo turns his attention from Whitey to count one, two, - SM kicks out.
Jesse King: Ha! I think the Man in Black felt that leg drop more than the Storm Maestro did!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Indeed it seems so, Jesse. The Storm Maestro turned the Man in Black's finisher against him by just laying there like a slug. Either he's clever, or Whitey's clever.
Jesse King: I'm pretty sure it's Whitey who's clever here.
Whitey turns around and faces the various Men in Black. He grabs one and unmasks him, revealing a no-name jobber. Alphonzo returns to counting out Whitey at four. Whitey throws the mask into the audience. The jobber sees the Man in Black look at him and then runs off.
Jesse King: Excellent idea again, Whitey! Unmask them! Inevitably the Man in Black will be someone we recognize!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: That man took off in a hurry. Looks like the Man in Black will have words with him later.
Alphonzo counts five as the fake Men in Black actively avoid Whitey's grasp, but he catches one and unveils another jobber, who also runs off. MiB locks on another chinlock, this time on SM.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Whitey will lose this if he gets careless. Alphonzo's halfway through counting him out.
Alphonzo counts six as Whitey swipes at another fake Man in Black, but he misses this time. The real MiB maintains his chinlock on SM, who doesn't react.
Jesse King: I think that MiB is missing the point here: that helmet is protecting the Storm Maestro from head injuries. I'll bet that SM is just fine and he's been waiting for MiB to get tired.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Not a bad theory, King.
Alphonzo counts seven as Whitey corners another fake Man in Black, who leaps over the guardrail to avoid being unmasked. MiB returns to his feet and stomps on SM's arm.
Jesse King: Looks like MiB wised up to that. Going for the arms is the better idea for now.
Alphonzo counts eight. Whitey walks up the ring steps to see MiB look at him, then down at SM.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: What's the Man in Black going to do?
MiB crouches and grabs onto SM's mask.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: He's removing the Storm Maestro's mask! Who is behind the mask? Who?
Whitey quickly crosses the ropes, but is too late as MiB plucks the Storm Maestro's mask off, revealing...
Jesse King: Boiler Room Brawler! Boiler Room Brawler was the Storm Maestro!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Boiler Room Brawler is here tonight at Gookermania!
Jesse King: And he's getting his ass kicked!
Whitey facepalms as MiB holds up the SM mask and points at it.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The Man in Black has exposed the Storm Maestro already! And he remains a mystery!
Jesse King: But BRB's still in the match...
MiB punt kicks the Storm Maestro mask into the audience.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: BRB's been exposed, but there's many fake Men in Black left outside that ring.
Jesse King: Whitey and the Man in Black have played quite a back and forth battle of wits so far, but it all comes down to the one-two-three.
MiB and Whitey collide, locking arms. MiB outmaneuvers Whitey and twists around with an arm wringer. BRB runs for MiB. MiB lets Whitey go and grapples with BRB. BRB twists around MiB and hammerlocks his arm.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Some technique out of BRB here, courtesy of Jazzman.
Whitey takes advantage and punches MiB in the belly a few times. MiB headbutts BRB's face, making him let go, but Whitey catches him with a clothesline and then covers for the pin. Alphonzo counts one, tw-MiB powers out.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Looks like the Man in Black still has a lot of gas in the tank.
Whitey and MiB get up. Whitey directs BRB to the outside. BRB crosses the ropes as MiB kicks Whitey in the stomach, then lifts him up for a fireman's carry.
Jesse King: It looks like Whitey wants to fly solo while BRB unmasks the other Men in Black.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Or he wants BRB out of the way so he can pin the Man in Black himself.
Alphonzo counts one. BRB runs up to a fake Man in Black but he's outpaced. MiB spins around and then side slams Whitey to the mat. He covers for the pin.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: This could be it!
Alphonzo goes to count the pin. One, two, Whitey kicks out. BRB tries to snag another Man in Black to no avail.
Jesse King: Looks like there's plenty of gas in Whitey's tank too!
MiB and Whitey both stand up. MiB backs up and gauges Whitey's approach. Alphonzo returns to counting out BRB, who still cannot snatch a single Man in Black.
Jesse King: What an exercise in futility.
Whitey runs for MiB and catches him, scooping him up and slamming him down to the mat. Whitey backs up to the ropes, but then a Man in Black grabs his foot, distracting him long enough for MiB to return to his feet and lean against the ropes. Alphonzo counts three while BRB sits and waits, looking for an opportunity to grab a mask.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: It's basically Whitey versus the Man in Black right now, and that's bad for Whitey, because his insurance policy, Boiler Room Brawler, is insufficient to unmask any fake Man in Black.
Jesse King: C'mon Alphonzo, remove those fakes from the arena already!
MiB runs at Whitey, leaping into the air and leg lariating him over the top rope, knocking him outside. Alphonzo restarts the count out at one. MiB takes advantage by recovering in the ring.
Jesse King: Well, at least he didn't-
MiB slides out of the ring amongst moving fake Men in Black, and then they all kneel to fake recovery again.
Jesse King: Never mind...
Gorilla Tim Hoss: But this time, BRB is out there to unmask. The stars have aligned for Whitey Fats and Boiler Room Brawler!
Alphonzo counts one again. BRB unmasks a Man in Black - a jobber. Then another - a jobber. And another - a jobber. MiB recovers in the mean time while Whitey starts to return to his feet..
Jesse King: BRB's clearing house now.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: This may very well be the last time that this strategy truly works for the Man in Black. But it may have been enough for him.
Alphonzo counts two. BRB unmasks another two Men in Black - jobbers. Whitey takes the opportunity to do the same, revealing a jobber of his own. MiB still recovers.
Jesse King: The Man in Black's milking this one for one last time methinks.
Alphonzo counts three. BRB and Whitey each snag a fake Man in Black, revealing more jobbers. Every masked Man in Black enters the ring.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Uh oh. Taking this to a new place it looks like.
Will Alphonzo looks visibly agitated when he slides out of the ring for a moment. Whitey and BRB stand around the ring.
Jesse King: Yes! I think Alphonzo's gonna do it!
Will Alphonzo tells Michael Muffer an announcement.
Michael Muffer: Referee Will Alphonzo has commanded that every false Man in Black must leave the arena!
Whitey and BRB smirk in relief as a mass exodus of fake Men in Black leave the ring, leaving the real Man in Black in the center.
Jesse King: Nice try, Man in Black, but Whitey has your number now!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: This Triple Threat Match for the Interforum Championship is coming to head now, Jesse. Can the Man in Black hold off these two men and retain the belt?
Whitey and BRB head to enter the ring from the ring steps. MiB runs over to Whitey, spins around, and delivers a discus clothesline that knocks Whitey backwards over the ring steps while BRB successfully enters the ring.
Jesse King: Well, MiB made the right choice, I'll give him that.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: What a vicious fall though...
MiB faces BRB by lifting him up for a belly to belly suplex, slamming him to the mat. He covers for the pin.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Already, King! This could be it!
Alphonzo counts one, two, BRB kicks out. Whitey stirs, wincing from his bump. MiB stands up and stomps on BRB.
Jesse King: Hurry, Whitey! That's not so bad!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Of course, King. He only fell backwards onto the ring steps...
BRB starts getting up when MiB slaps on a chinlock. Alphonzo begins counting out Whitey at one.
Jesse King: The Man in Black is making up for work that the Storm Maestro mask prevented.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: I think that more than a chinlock is needed at this point.
BRB grabs the ropes, to which the Man in Black releases him. Whitey flops himself off of the ring steps onto the arena floor as Alphonzo counts two.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: It's a shame that BRB is wrestling with his nemesis, the Man in Black, but he's hopelessly outclassed because of his amnesia.
Jesse King: I suppose that is the case, but WWCF is not always a fair and just place. And if BRB wants to be a new man, he'll have to accept that this new man sucks.
BRB stands back up as does the Man in Black, who Irish whips him to the ropes. BRB returns on the rebound, twists around MiB, and headlocks him. Alphonzo counts three as Whitey recovers.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: On the other hand, BRB is more fighting on Whitey's terms as is because he doesn't completely comprehend how much he had to deal with the Man in Black before the amnesia.
Jesse King: Forget all that. BRB has the Man in Black in a headlock; Why not finally unmask him?
MiB struggles with BRB's headlock, but BRB has it locked in tight. Alphonzo counts four as Whitey begins to stand up with the ring steps' assistance.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Right you are, Jesse. I think BRB is caught in the moment though, and he's not letting go until MiB either taps or he passes out.
Alphonzo counts five as Whitey continues to recover his back. BRB maintains his headlock on MiB when MiB slips out by unmasking himself. He temporarily covers his face, shaking his head as BRB realizes that he now only hold's MiB's mask.
Jesse King: Yes! The Man in Black's unmasked! BRB's holding the mask!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: But who is he? He's still shaking off that headlock!
Alphonzo counts six. Whitey starts shaking his head, getting pumped to return to the ring. BRB stands as the Man in Black uncovers his face, revealing...
Gorilla Tim Hoss: TTS! It's TTS!
Jesse King: TTS!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The Man in Black is TTS! TTS is the Man in Black!
Jesse King: I knew I recognized those moves from anywhere!
TTS scowls but halfway smirks at the quizzical BRB. Alphonzo counts seven on Whitey, who cannot see TTS's face.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: TTS sabotaged BRB match after match! TTS holds the Interforum Championship belt!
Jesse King: TTS has such dark powers! It makes sense! This is what happens when the WWCF Galaxy has no detectives!
BRB runs at TTS, who catches him with a sit-out spinebuster.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The Pileup! The Pileup!
Jesse King: All that unmasking only for the end! Get in there Whitey!
TTS covers BRB for the pin. Alphonzo counts one, two, thr-TTS is pulled from out of the ring and is punched by Whitey.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Whitey and TTS are brawling outside now!
Jesse King: I have to applaud TTS for keeping this up this whole time actually. I'm rather amazed...
TTS grabs Whitey by the head and slams him facefirst into the apron, knocking him over. BRB runs over to cross the ropes to get to TTS. Alphonzo restarts the count at one.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: There's no more masks now! No more secrets!
Jesse King: And judging from TTS's scowl, no more mercy!
TTS grabs BRB, belly to belly suplexing him onto Whitey. Alphonzo counts two. TTS slides back into the ring and then climbs up to the top rope as Whitey and BRB recover. Alphonzo counts three.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: All that revelation for nothing, Jesse! TTS is ready to deliver the Doctor's Note to both of them!
Jesse King: This match can't end on a count out!
TTS looks around at the audience, then leaps. BRB narrowly rolls away, but Whitey gets planted squarely by the Doctor's Note. Alphonzo counts four.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: TTS with a Doctor's Note to Whitey on the outside! Whitey looks dead!
Jesse King: But BRB is still in the match!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: That might not matter; BRB may be able to get in the ring, but what about Whitey? What about TTS?
Alphonzo counts five. BRB walks over and stomps on the recovering TTS, and then he grabs Whitey, lifts him up, and slides him into the ring.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Boiler Room Brawler has to hurry or else TTS will walk out of this building with the Interforum Championship.
Alphonzo counts six. BRB walks over to TTS, grabs him from behind, and then drags him back to the ring, sliding him in.
Jesse King: Hurry Brawler! Get in there! Whitey's paying you to help him win this match!
Alphonzo counts seven. BRB slides into the ring as TTS returns to his feet. Whitey lays like a slug.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: It's up to Boiler Room Brawler to take down his nemesis at last, but does he fully grasp this because of his amnesia?
BRB stands up and runs at TTS, who catches him with a back body drop. Whitey stirs.
Jesse King: And of course BRB is screwing the pooch.
TTS turns BRB over and locks on a camel clutch. Whitey continues stirring, grasping at the bottom rope.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: TTS has worked at Brawler's head this whole match, but untold amounts of damage were saved because of that Storm Maestro mask.
Jesse King: I have to give TTS credit for handling both of these men all this time with well executed strategy and timing.
TTS continues applying pressure with the camel clutch on BRB. Whitey grasps the bottom rope with his other arm. Alphonzo asks BRB if he submits, but he clumsily refuses.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Whitey and BRB made it through the army of Men in Black, but can they make it through the real deal, TTS, at this point?
Jesse King: Whitey spent good money to get here and to win this match.
BRB begins to fade. TTS smirks as Alphonzo lifts BRB's arm and drops it.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: It could be it here...
Alphonzo lifts BRB's arm again and drops it. Whitey begins climbing his way to his feet.
Jesse King: Get him Whitey! Get him!
Alphonzo lifts BRB's arm one more time and drops it - but BRB shocks TTS with a newfound vigor.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Boiler Room Brawler is not finished yet! He's still there!
Jesse King: And Whitey's almost back up!
BRB begins standing up. TTS shifts and begins riding BRB. Whitey leans against the ropes for a moment.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: And TTS is about to reverse into his patented riding bulldog!
BRB holds onto TTS, stands all of the way up, then backs up to the ropes. He falls backwards into the ropes.
Jesse King: BRB with an electric chair drop to the ropes!
BRB lets go of TTS, who rebounds from the ropes, and then catches him with a sitdown cutter. TTS falls to the mat.
Jesse King: Electric Chair Cutter?
Gorilla Tim Hoss: BRB has TTS on the ropes now! Literally!
Jesse King: Pin him! Pin TTS!
BRB looks at the crowd, then at TTS. He drags TTS to the center of the ring. TTS remains still.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: This is the old BRB shining through here. Not in a good way either.
Jesse King: Of all the things to remember, why did it have to be high risk maneuvers?
BRB climbs to the top rope and then leaps off for a guillotine leg drop to TTS.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: BRB with a Doctor's Note of his own!
Jesse King: You mean he gave TTS a taste of his own medicine!
BRB lays on his back, then gets up. He looks down at TTS.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: At long last! BRB has his revenge!
BRB looks at Whitey, then points down at TTS. Whitey dazily walks over and covers for the pin.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: What? No!
Jesse King: That was probably part of the deal!
Alphonzo counts one.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Brawler should have capitalized!
Alphonzo counts two.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: It's his time to shine!
Alphonzo counts three.
*Double J Jeff Jarrett Theme*
Pyro starts going off.
Jesse King: Boiler Room Brawler is a man of his word. Always has been. Corporate, the Family, and now Whitey, Inc.
Michael Muffer: Here is your winner as a result of a pinfall and NEW World Wrestle Crap Federation Interforum Champion: Whitey Fats!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: I won't dispute that, Jesse, but it just doesn't feel right. TTS tormented BRB for ten months, even robbing him of his memories, and Whitey bought his way to that belt!
Whitey slings his arm around BRB's shoulder. BRB helps him out of the ring.
Jesse King: When BRB is ready, he can challenge for that belt again. Besides, isn't he booked for the World belt at Night of the Wrestling Zombies?
Gorilla Tim Hoss: You think he's ready for that?
Jesse King: No. But he's going for the gold and not the silver.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Well the mystery of the Man in Black has finally been solved in this titanic encounter. I'm interested in his next actions. Can he keep up this persona, or will we see a new TTS just as we see a new BRB?
Jesse King: It's Gookermania III, Gorilla, and I'm loving it. Let's get to the next match and we'll see what happens next with these men on Niteraw!
Jazzman V. Colt
Hoss - Now it’s time for the battle between the leaders of two of the most influential stables in WWCF history, The Story and The Pride!
King - Everyone keeps saying this’ll be a battle of respect, but don’t believe it, Gorilla! With egos involved in this one, I guarantee you it’ll get ugly!
Muffer - The following contest is set for one fall, with a thirty minute time limit!
*Hurricane Season*
Jazzman steps out on stage and makes his way to the ring.
Muffer - Introducing first, from Upstate New York, weighing in at 236 pounds, Jazzman!
Jazzman climbs to the second rope and points to the crowd. He then steps to the outside and gives his fedora to a young fan in the first row.
Hoss - Jazzman just gave that young man his very own GookerMania moment!
King - And in a few moments, he’ll get another one when two of his heroes beat the living hell out of each other!
"You know that time in your life, that single moment that defines exactly who you are? Well that only stings for a second..." *Smoke ‘Em If You’ve Got ‘Em*
Colt steps out on stage, one finger stretched out to the sky. He energetically hops to the ring, greeting the fans at ringside along the way.
Muffer - And his opponent, from The Daily Story, Adelaide, Australia, weighing in at 247 pounds, Colt!
Colt rolls into the ring and throws off his hat and trench coat, then climbs to the top rope and points at the sky again.
Hoss - This is gonna be a mat classic, Jess!
King - I’m telling’ ya Gorilla, these two are gonna tear each other apart!
Jazzman and Colt step forward and shake hands. Referee Spud Johnson calls for the bell.
The two men lock up as the fans are split right down the middle on who to root for.
“LET’S GO JAZZMAN!(LET’S GO COLT!) LET’S GO JAZZMAN!(LET’S GO COLT!) LET’S GO JAZZMAN!(LET’S GO COLT!) “
The two break the lockup and step back, taking in the crowd. They both smile, then lock up again. Colt with a hammerlock, Jazzman gets out of it. Jazzman puts Colt in a side headlock, Colt shoves Jazzman off of him and into the ropes, catching on the way back with an arm drag.
Hoss - The fans have a lot of respect for both of these men, Jess. And these men both respect their fans. You’re not gonna see any shenanigans here!
King - Give it time, Gorilla. Give it time.
Jazzman back up and another lockup. Jazzman shoots behind Colt and takes him down with a rear waist lock takedown! Jazzman scoots around and locks on a front facelock, but Colt fights his way out of it. Another side headlock attempt, but Jazzman slips free and rolls Colt up!
1! Kickout!
Jazzman with a dropkick, Colt falls back into the ropes, Jazzman charges, Colt back body drop’s him over the top rope, Jazzman lands on the apron! Colt turns around, Jazzman springs over the top with a sunset flip!
1! Kickout!
Colt rolls to his feet and charges, Jazzman catches him with a tilt-a-whirl, but Colt head scissors him over, both men pop back up and we have a standoff! The crowd applauds both men.
Hoss - See Jess? This isn’t about egos, this is about giving the fans the best possible match they can!
Don’t buy into it, Gorilla! This is a melting pot ready to boil over! Just you wait and see!
The two slap hands then tie up again. They both fight for leverage, but Colt wins the struggle and snap suplex’s Jazzman! Jazzman back up, but Colt catches him with a scoop slam! Cover!
1!
Kickout!
Colt runs the ropes, elbow drop attempt, but Jazzman rolls out of the way! Jazzman up and as Colt gets to his feet, Jazzman catches him with a cradle suplex! Cover!
1!
Kickout!
He pulls Colt up and whips him into the corner, running splash! Colt staggers out of the corner, into a belly-to-belly suplex! Cover!
1!
2!
Kickout!
Jazzman pulls Colt up in a sitting position and clamps on a headlock! Colt struggles before fighting to his feet. Jazzman tries to keep it locked in, but Colt nails him with some elbows to the ribs, then a side Russian leg sweep!
Hoss - Colt finding a way to escape, at least temporarily!
Colt gets to his feet and pulls Jazzman up. Shoot into the ropes, spinebuster! Cover!
1!
2!
Kickout!
Colt pulls Jazzman to his feet, but Jazzman knees Colt in the jaw, then clothesline’s him to the mat! He climbs to the middle rope, legdr- COLT ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!! Jazzman crashes to mat and clutches his back.
King - I can’t believe these two haven’t resorted to trying to kill each other yet! Maybe you were right, Gorilla.
Colt grabs Jazzman, but Jazzman pulls him forward…
Right into referee Spud Johnson! Johnson goes flying to the outside!
King - Looks like I spoke too soon! Colt just took out the ref!
Hoss - C’mon, Jess! That was clearly an accident!
Jazzman rolls Colt up, but nobody’s there to count! Colt kicks out and clothesline’s Jazzman over the top rope! Jazzman angrily steps over Johnson and grabs the timekeeper’s bell!
King - Haha! Finally! Now we’re gonna see these two really go at it!
Jazzman slides the bell in the ring, then rolls back in. Colt tries to talk Jazzman down, but Jazzman shoves him to the mat! He picks up the bell and raises it over his head…
King - C’mon Jazzman! Do it! Do it!
Jazzman contemplates using the bell, then tosses it aside. Colt slowly gets to his feet, Jazzman grabs him for an STO, but Colt blocks it with a jawbreaker!
Hoss - Jazzman showing restraint in not using the ring bell, Jess! Looks like you were wrong!
Colt comes off the ropes with a Million Dollar Kneelift!
King - Jazzman may have just cost himself the match! There’s plenty of time to play nice AFTER the match!
As Jazzman get’s to his feet, Colt comes off the ropes again, this time with a neckbreaker! Johnson slowly rolls back in the ring, while Colt goes to the top rope. Jazzman getting to his feet, Colt off the top with a flying clothesline! Quickly, he pulls Jazzman up, Story on Page O- JAZZMAN REVERSES IT!!
Hoss - MERCY MERCY MERCY! Jazzman’s signature submission move!
King - That came from out of nowhere, Gorilla! I thought Jazzman was finished!
Jazzman has the move locked in, but it’s too close to the ropes! Colt grabs the bottom rope and Jazzman breaks the hold. He looks to the outside, where he threw the ring bell. He starts to go for it again, but stops himself. He goes to pull Colt up, but Colt flips him over his shoulder, then locks on the Final Thought!
Hoss - Hold cinched in tight, Jess!
King - And they’re in the middle of the ring, too! Nowhere for Jazzman to go!
Jazzman tries to fight it off, but the pressure’s too much, he taps out!
Muffer - Here is your winner, Colt!
Hoss - Colt picks up the win over his partner here, but it could’ve gone either way.
King - I still say Jazzman should’ve used the bell when he had the chance!
Colt acknowledges the crowd, then looks over at Jazzman, who’s nursing his wounds in the corner. He walks over and extends his hand.
Hoss - Colt with a show of good sportsmanship here…
Jazzman considers it for a moment, then takes his hand.
King - Aw Jazzman! You should’ve sucker punched him!
Hoss - Will you stop?! These are two great athletes here and they are showing each other the proper respect they both deserve!
Colt and Jazzman shake hands then embrace as the crowd cheers both men for their match.
He sees whatever may come The end is coming soon He was blinded by curiousity Prepare for redemption No longer does he fear pain All shall perish SAVE ME!!! Quiet! You no longer have any control No longer does he fear betrayel I have complete control now NO!!! Shut Up! What is Beauty to you? What is Pain to you? To Me It is Everything To have that rush To see someone down and out You can't do this.... I already did *laugh*
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Chicago Deathmatch for the WWCF Hardcore Championship: The Smokin‘ Vokoun V. AmigoWe see a graphic for the Chicago Deathmatch, Amigo vs Smokin Vokoun.Tim Hoss: Fans, tonight we have seen and we will see some of the best in ring action that you can find. But up next....this will perhaps be the bloodiest match in the history of the WWCF.Jesse King: Finally, FINALLY we can lay to rest who the real WWCF Hardcore Champion is. FINALLY Amigo will prove to the world that he is the rightful owner of the WWCF Hardcore belt. Tim Hoss: Well King, Amigo will get a chance to prove not only his claim to the WWCF title, but to show that he is a true legend in the WWCF. Lets go to Michael Muffer.WWCF HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP "CHICAGO DEATHMATCH" AMIGO VS SMOKIN VOKOUNMichael Muffer: Ladies and gentleman...the following contest is set for ONE FALL...and it is...a CHICAGO DEATHMATCH FOR THE WWCF WORLD HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!!! The rules are simple. There are two steps in winning this match, you must first pin your opponent and then that opponent has ten seconds to get to his feet. If the opponent gets to his feet before the count of ten...then the match continues. But if he doesn't get to his feet. He will be counted out and thus lose the match. Also...THERE ARE NO DISQUALIFICATIONS AND NO COUNTOUTS!!!! And just an added stipulation. If Smokin Vokoun does not beat Amigo here tonight...then HE WILL HAVE TO LEAVE THE WWCF!!!Hoss: I can't believe Smokin Vokoun would agree to something like that. He is risking a very promising career by doing something like that.King; I don't care...I just want to see him sleep in a dumpster. No one in the world will care about him then. Good riddance I say!-Welcome to Hell by Venom plays over the loudspeaker. And almost instantly there are LOUD boo's in the arena. Muffer: Introducing first...the challenger...from Tempe,Arizona....weighing in at 214 pounds. He is the leader of the Human Hate Machines...he is.....AMIGO!!!!!!- Amgio walks out to MASSIVE heat. But he doesn't care. He walks out with a cocky attitude and the WWCF Hardcore belt around his waist. Before he walks to the ring, he stands there, rises his hands and HUGE purple and black pyro shoots from the enterance ramp. He walks into the ring and rips the mic out of Muffer's hand's. Amigo: Did I just hear you right Muffer? I did I just hear you right? DID YOU CALL ME A "CHALLENGER"? LOOK AT THIS BELT I'M HOLDING!!! What does it say? It says "WWCF World Hardcore Champion" that's what I am....I'M NO CHALLENGER!!! And all you fans out there, your all gonna respect me more after this match is over. Because once I beat your soon to be homeless...soon to be JOBLESS hero....your all gonna bow down to ME as the true legend of WWCF.-Amigo shoves the mic into Muffer's chest. Muffer: And....HIS OPPONENT..... -All of a sudden the lights go out. Then over the loudspeakers..there is a sound.... "Thump.Thump.Thump.Thump.Thump.Thump.Thump.Thump....... guitar riff............ I AM IRON MAN!!!-It's Iron Man by Black Sabbath.....The crowd EXPLODES at this. Amigo is walking around the ring confused and ansty. Then from the curtain Smokin Vokoun appears the place erupts. He looks around the crowd with those wild eyes and screams at the top of his lungs. Pyro goes off after that. Muffer: From Chicago, IL.....weighing in at 280 pounds....he is the WWCF HARDCORE CHAMPION......SMOKIN VOKOUN!!!!!Hoss: WHAT an ovation for Smokin Vokoun, King. A little something different from Smokin Vokoun here tonight.King: What the hell was that Gorilla? Does Smokin Vokoun think he's a Road Warrior?Hoss: That wouldn't surprise me King.-Vokoun stands at the enterance and Amgio is jawing at him to get the hell to the ring. Vokoun smirks and sprints the ring. Amigo leaves the ring to run at Vokoun. The two men meet. Both men are throwing rights and lefts at each other. THe bell has gone. Vokoun and Amgio keep throwing punches at each other, until Vokoun gains control and throws Amigo into the guardrail. Vokoun runs at Amgio but Amgio hip tosses Vokoun over the railling and into the crowd. Amigo turns around to taunt the crowd, but Vokoun grabs Amigo from behind and GERMAN SUPLEXES him over the railing. The two men start brawling all over again. Hoss: We know ths match was gonna be wild. But all ready this match has gone to the crowd.King:These fans are getting more than they paid for right know. -Both men are fighting back and forth in the crowd. Vokoun then rakes Amigo's eyes, steals a fan's folding chair and gives Amigo a smash to the head. Amigo stumbles on a old lady, knocking her over. Amigo gets up and screams at the old lady for getting in his way, he turns around and Vokoun hits him again with the chair. Vokoun does this several times. A young man is checking on the old lady while this is going on. Vokoun takes another swing with the chair, but Amigo ducks and Vokoun hits the young man with the steel chair, knocking him out cold. Hoss: OH MY!!! First Amigo knocks over an old lady...then Smokin Vokoun knocks a man out with a steel chair. This is already getting out of control.King: Man, theres a coupld of lawsuits right there.-Vokoun checks out the man and Amigo gets a chair of his own and wacks Vokoun on the back. Vokoun falls to the ground. People start throwing beer over Amigo and booing him, but he doesn't care. He leaps over the railing and grabs Vokoun by his head. He puts Vokoun's neck over the steel railing and starts to choke him out over the steel railing. After that, Amigo grabs the steel chair and hits a few vicious shots over Smokin Vokoun's skull. Amigo taunts the crowd once again. Hoss: Amigo...one of the most arrogent stars in WWCF history. Though he deserves to be arrogent, with his track record.King: He's the first WWCF World Champion, Gorillia. That means ALOT!!! He won that title at the very first Gookermania three years ago...AND HE'S GONNA WIN ANOTHER TITLE HERE TONIGHT!!!-Amigo, then grabs Vokoun and suplexs him back into the ringside area. He screams for Lloyd McFloyd to come down for a pin. Amigo pins Vokoun. 1 2 KICKOUT Hoss: This could be one of the hardest tests in Amigo's career....trying to actually put Smokin Vokoun away. Because the man keeps coming back like a Seriel killer in a bad Slasher movie.King: Your right about that Gorilla. Amigo has to realize that while Smokin Vokoun IS a rookie...and as much as it pains me to praise the big dumb ape...he has remarkable resilience.-Amigo grabs the steel steps and starts rammig it on Vokoun's back, several times. Amigo sets the steps down. Amigo... and...once again, taunts the crowd, but Vokoun gets his legs around Amigo's legs and drop toe hold's Amigo, face first on the steel steps! Amigo holds his face in pain, while Smokin Vokoun gets up. He screams to the crowd as well. Hoss: You know sooner or later, Amigo has got to realize that waisting too much time, especially in this kind of match, is gonna get him in trouble. And right now, Vokoun is back in control.-Vokoun gets on top of Amigo and starts wailing on him. Just throwing rights and lefts at him. He then starts biting his forehead. He bites him so hard that it actually RIPS A PART OF HIS MASK OFF!!! You don't see Amigo's face, but his forehead is showing. Vokoun gets up with the piece of mask in his mouth and spits it out in the crowd. King: THAT'S DISRESPECTFUL TO AMIGO!!! YOU DO NOT DO THAT!!!Hoss: I wasn wondering when that was gonna happen sooner or later, Jess. Maybe we might see the whole mask come off tonight.-Amigo tries to crawl away, but Smokin Vokoun doesn't let him. Vokoun picks up Amgio and throws him into the ring. Vokoun goes under the ring and finds a Barbwire Baseball bat. Vokoun gets on the apron and climbs to the top rope. While Vokoun is perched up there. Amigo is trying to get his barings and stan up. When Amigo does stand up, he turns around, and Vokoun LEAPS OF THE TOP ROPE AND HITS AMIGO WITH THE BARBED WIRE BAT!!! Amigo goes down and Vokoun goes for the cover..... 1! 2! 3!!! Hoss: Remember fans, while Vokoun did pin Amigo...Amigo has ten seconds to get to his feet. -Mcfloyd makes Vokoun go to the oppostie corner. McFloyd goes to count Amigo.... 1 2 3 4 -Amigo slowly starts to get up.... 5 6 -Amigo is up. Through the hole in his mask, we can see that Amigo is BUSTED WIDE OPEN Vokoun see's this and like usual, goes crazy and sprints towards Amgio and hits a RUNNING LARIAT. Vokoun again starts pounding on Amigo trying to make more blood come out of the wound. Vokoun then gets up and throws Amigo headfirst into the turnbuckle. Vokoun smashes Amigo's face into the turnbuckle 10 times...then starts biting Amigo's wound, and even spiting out blood. Hoss: Oh god, that cut on Amigo, looks really awful. And Vokoun, is after it like a shark with blood.King: Smokin Vokoun is plain disgusting. I don't think I would ever want to taste another man's blood...BUT VOKOUN LOVES IT!!!-Vokoun hits a belly to belly suplex on Amigo. He picks up the barbwire bat and walks around Amigo. Vokoun then holds Amigo up and starts grinding the barbwire into Amigo's forehead. Amigo screams in pain as Vokoun screams at the top of his lungs. Amigo's face and mask is almost totally covered in blood. Vokoun then uses the bat to hit Amigo every else on his body, making scratches and cuts all over Amigo's body. Vokoun gets up and screams at the crowd, to it's approval. Amigo is laying there shaking in pain, almost in a fetal position. Hoss: I'm gonna be honest Jess, I've never seen Amigo in this much pain before. I'm not gonna say he doesn't deserve it, but I don't no where the line has to be drawn.King: Gorilla, in this match, there is no line to cross....EVERYTHING is acceptable.-Vokoun drops the barbwire bat and picks up Amigo. Vokoun shoots Amigo into the ropes and hits A SAMAON DROP ON TOP OF THE BAT!!! Amigo holds his back in pain. Amigo's back is all bloody as a result. Vokoun. The crowd explodes at that, cheering on Vokoun's every move. Amigo is laying there holding his back. Vokoun leaves the ring to another steel chair. He slides the chair into the ring and he gets in. He picks up the chair and hits Amigo several times with it. Vokoun then sets the chair down, and picks up Amigo. He then grabs Amigo and hits the PULLING PILEDRIVER ON TOP OF THE STEEL CHAIR. Amigo holds his head in pain.Vokoun goes for the pin... 1! 2! 3! -Vokoun goes to his corner and McFloyd goes to count Amigo.... 1 2 3 -Just then, a smattering of Boos hits the arena. It's The Hangman. Hoss: Wait a minute? Whats The Hangman doing out here Jesse? King: I guess he's showing concern over Amigo. Because right now, Amigo isn't looking too good.4 5 6 -Vokoun notices The Hangman and steps on to the ring apron to jaw at him to leave the ring side. Just then Amigo springs up. He picks up the baseball bat and waits for Vokoun to turn around. Vokoun turns around and Amigo uses the bat to hit Vokoun right square in the face and VOKOUN TAKES A NESTA PLUNGE OF THE RING APRON, HEAD FIRST ON TO THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!!! Vokoun Vokoun looks like he's out cold. Amigo starts laughing at Vokoun and applauds The Hangman. Hoss: What a turn of events. It looked like Vokoun was gonna destroy Amigo, but The Hangman distracted Vokoun long enough for Amigo to get back into this match.King: Amigo is one smart cookie. You all thought Amigo was done for!! But you can't beat Amigo that easily...HE'S A WWCF GOD!!!!-Amigo takes his time to walk out of the ring. He walks over a dazed Smokin Vokoun. He yells at McFloyd to get out of the ring to make the count. Amigo goes for the pin... 1! 2! 3! -Amigo pinned Vokoun. Amigo just looks around the arena who boos him to no end. He slides back into the ring to watch the ref count Vokoun... 1 2 3 4 -Vokoun starts to get up slowly. 5 6 7 -Vokoun is crawling to a guardrail and he pulls himself up. The Hangman is right there to him however as he starts wailing on Vokoun. Mcfloyd tries to stop him, but Hangman just pushes him away. Vokoun tries to fight back but Hangman counters by hitting a SNAP DDT ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!! Vokoun is layed out again. Mcfloyd then walks to Michael Muffer. Muffer gets on the mic... Muffer: Ladies and gentleman....I've just been informed...that THE HANGMAN MUST LEAVE THE RINGSIDE AREA NOW!!!!King: WHAT??!! THAT'S NOT FAIR!!! HE CAN'T DO THAT!!!!Hoss: Jesse, Amigo has to beat Vokoun on his own. That's the only way he can be able to claim that he's the real Hardcore Champion.King: Well, he doesn't need to prove anything to me that's for sure.-Amigo is irrate that The Hangman had to leave the ringside area. The Hangman is mad too, but Amigo is able to convince Hangman to leave. Amigo then see's Smokin Vokoun laid out on the floor once again and decides to go for the pin... 1! 2! 3! -Vokoun has been pinned once again. Mcfloyd orders Amigo to go back to the ring. He does, but while the ref isn't looking, he sneaks out to the other side of the ring and looks under the apron for a weapon. 1 2 3 4 -Vokoun starts to move. 5 6 7... -Vokoun starts to crawl to the ring. He uses the apron. Amigo is on the other side of the ring, he finds a STEEL CHAIR WRAPPED IN BARBWIRE. Vokoun actually is standing up straight. Amigo is standing behind him, waiting for him to turn around. When Vokoun turns around...BAM! Vokoun goes down after a hard shot with the barbwire steel chair. Smokin Vokoun is BUSTED WIDE OPENHoss: Did you hear that shot, Jess? I think people from China could hear that chair shot. And with barbwire no less!!King: It warms my heart to see Smokin Vokoun a bloody mess.-Amigo then uses the chair to choke Vokoun. Vokoun is laying there trying to get his breath. Amigo takes off all the barbwire off the chair. He unwinds it and wraps the barbwire around Smokin Vokoun's neck and ties it up. Amigo then slides in the ring with the wire and pulls it over the ring ropes. AMIGO IS HANGING SMOKIN VOKOUN BY HIS NECK WITH BARBWIRE. Vokoun is coughing and blood is dripping everywhere. Amigo is laughing like a maniac. The only why Vokoun escapes it, is that the wire snaps. King: HAHAHA...HANG HIM HIGH AMIGO!!!!! Hoss: What the hell are you talking about Jesse, that actually could kill a man!!!King: Hey, this is a Deathmatch..HAHAHAHA!!!-Vokoun is laying there, coughing up blood and trying to get his breath again. Amigo then leaves the ring. He looks down at Smokin Vokoun and starts slapping him and jawing at him. Amigo picks up Vokoun and throws him into the ring. Amigo picks up some barbwire and slides back into the ring. Vokoun is crawling on his hands and knees. Amigo then takes the barbwire and wraps it around his knee. He then sizes up Vokoun and runs at him WITH A BOM BA YE WITH BARBWIRE WRAPPED AROUND HIS KNEE. Vokoun holds his bloody face in pain. Amigo goes for the pin.... 1! 2! KICKOUT!!! -Amigo then leaves the ring. He looks under the apron and pulls out a table. Amigo slides it in and re-enters the ring. He sets up the table and picks up Vokoun. Amigo places Smokin Vokoun on the table. Amigo then decides to go to the top rope. He looks out to the crowd and leaps...VOKOUN MOVED OUT OF THE WAY AND AMIGO CRASHES THREW THE TABLE!!! Vokoun gets enough strength to go for the cover... 1! 2! 3! -Vokoun gets the pin, but is laying face down. So is Amigo.... 1 2 3 -Both men start to get up... 4 5 -Both men use the ropes to pull themselves up. The two men turn around and they once again start throwing rights and lefts at each other. However, it's clear that both men are drained. Hoss: Thus far fans...you can see that this match has put a drain on these men. Both men have been through hell and back right now.King: I honestly don't know how any of them are standing at this point. Maybe they both deserve the Hardcore Championship.-The two men are fighting tooth and nail, back and forth. The fight goes to the ropes. Amigo has gained somewhat control. He goes for a punch, Vokoun ducks and backbody drops Amigo out of the ring. Amigo is laid out on the floor. Vokoun leaves the ring to follow him. Vokoun looks under the apron and finds a pair of brass knux. Vokoun puts them on and hits Amigo square in the nose with it. Amigo falls back on to the Spanish Announcer's table. Vokoun then gets on the apron and goes for a DIVING ELBOW...AND AMIGO MOVES OUT OF THE WAY....VOKOUN CRASHES INTO THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE!!! Amigo goes for the pin.... 1! 2! KICKOUT! -Amigo picks Brass Knux. He then starts wailing on Vokoun with the brass Knux. Vokoun's face is almost unregonizable with all the blood on him. Amigo drags Vokoun back into the ring. Amigo decides to look under the ring and pulls out a ladder. Amgio slides the ladder in the ring and gets back in the ring himself. Vokoun tries to get up, but Amigo won't let him. Amgio picks up the ladder and starts smashing it in Vokoun's back several times. Amigo lets Vokoun stand up...only to hit him with the top of the ladder. Vokoun is hit super hard and falls out of the ring and is laid out once again. Amigo is taunting to the crowd...but Vokoun gets up. He was playing possum that time. He quickly searches under the ring and finds another barbwire chair. Amigo is still taunting the crowd and Vokoun quitely enters the ring. Vokoun is holding the steel barbwire chair, waiting for Amigo to turn around. Amigo turns around and BOOOOM!!! Amigo staggers. Another chair shoot...BOOOM!!! Amigo is still staggering. Vokoun goes for a third chair shoot....but the ref gets in the way....BOOOOOOM!!! Lloyd McFloyd is out cold. Mcfloyd is also.... BUSTED WIDE OPENHoss: I can't believe it...the REFEREE of all people is busted wide open!!! This has been a all out war!!! No man is safe!!-Vokoun goes to check on the ref...and Amigo is laid out on the ground....that is...UNITL TTS CRAWLS OUT FROM UNDER THE RING. The Man in Black has a a steel chair of his own., with a towl. The Man in black pulls out a lighter and SETS IT ON FIRE!! TTS, slides into the ring, Vokoun doesn't see TTS at all. But when he turns around...BOOOOOOM!!!! TTS smashed Vokoun with a Flaming chair right in the face. Vokoun goes down...holding his face in pain. Amigo once again laughs at Vokoun. Hoss: I guess Amigo has even more tricks up his sleeve, Jess. It's not just Smokin Vokoun vs Amigo...but apparently...it's Smokin Vokoun vs The Human Hate Machines. That really sickens me.King: Oh come on Gorilla...the object of this game is win...and when your fighting for the WWCF Hardcore Championship, you need to win any way you can.-While Vokoun is trying to get his barings again...Amigo goes to TTS and whispers instructions. Amigo walks over to VOkoun and kicks him in the ribs a few times. To humiliate Vokoun. Amigo, then picks up Vokoun and throws him out of the ring. Amigo also leaves the ring. At the same time, TTS is searching under the apron. He pulls out not one, but TWO tables. Hoss: What do you suppose Amigo told TTS?King: I don't know....but your not supposed to understand the brilliant moves that Amigo has up his sleeve. HE'S THAT DAMN GOOD!!!-Amigo grabs Smokin Vokoun and drags him to the enterance ramp. He lays in some heavy rights and lefts. Amigo then takes Vokoun's head and rams it into the steel guardrail. Amigo then runs at Vokoun, but Smokie BACK BODY DROPS HIM OVER THE RAILING AND BACK INTO THE CROWD!! Vokoun jumps over the railing on to Amigo and he starts going crazy on him and starts to bite him and grind Amigo's head into the guardrailing. A fan even gives Vokoun a steel chair and Vokoun smashes several shots on to Amigo's back! Hoss: Smokin Vokoun and Amigo have almost literally fought...EVERYWHERE in this match tonight. They could go to the parking lot or even the street if this keeps up.King: Don't give them any ideas, Gorilla. But look at what The Man in Black is doing in the ring.-While the two men fight it out in the crowd. TTS has slid both of the tables inside the ring. He sets up the first one. He then sets up the second one....and stack it on top of the first table. He then goes under the apron one more time and finds a Gas Can. He then spreads the gas all over the two tables. He then uses thE lighter to SET BOTH TABLES ON FIRE!!!!! Hoss: OH MY GOD JESS!!!! I think Amigo told Man in Black to set that whole thing up in the ring. He pulled Smokin Vokoun away from the ring, so that Man in Black could set up that UnGodly set up!!!King: Of course he did, Gorilla. That's why Amigo is the greatest WWCF legend of all time. BECAUSE HE'S THE SMARTEST OF THEM ALL!!!!-While that is going on, the two men are still brawling. TTS runs down to where the two men are brawling, with a barbwire Steel chair in his hand. The two men fall over the guardrail and back onto the enterance ramp. TTS gets there and helps Amigo gain the advantage by double teaming Vokoun. TTS then hands the Barbwire Chair to Amigo. Amigo then wacks Smokin Vokoun square in the head, and Vokoun goes down like a shot. Amigo then tells TTS that he doesn't need his help anymore and tells him to leave. Hoss: This is interesting, Jess. He's saying to TTS he can take care of Smokin Vokoun from here on. He thinks that he can finally put Smokin Vokoun away!!King: If he's gonna prove that he is the true Hardcore Champion...then he needs to do it on his own.-Smokin Vokoun is almost motionless on the ramp. But Amigo sets down the barbwire chair and picks up Smokin Vokoun. Amigo then grabs Vokoun and HITS A POWERBOMB ON A BARBWIRE STEEL CHAIR...ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!! Amigo goes for the pin...but there is no refeere. McFloyd is still out cold. Just then...refeere, John Creed runs out and makes the count... 1! 2! 3! -Vokoun has been pinned and is motionless. Amigo grabs the steel chair and collapses on the floor. He looks back to see Vokoun laying there. He is mouthing..."Please stay down...please stay down." The crowd is counting along. 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! -VOKOUN STARTS TO MOVE!!!! AMIGO IS SHOCKED!!! The crowd is deafening....trying to encourage Smokin Vokoun to get up. 7! 8! 9!....... -VOKOUN GETS UP!!! THE CROWD GOES NUTS!!! Hoss: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!! VOKOUN GOT UP !!!! VOKOUN GOT UP!!! AFTER ALL THAT DAMAGE THAT AMIGO HAS DONE TO HIM. THIS MAN'S CAREER IS ON THE LINE. HE WILL NOT STAY DOWN!!!!!King: WHAT DOES AMIGO HAVE TO DO!!! AMIGO!!!! DO SOMETHING!!!!-Amigo starts screaming at him. He then hits Smokie with another vicious shot. Vokoun goes down, but quickly starts to get up. Amigo is looking around all confused. He then hits Vokoun with the chair again...and again Vokoun goes down. But Vokoun gets up once again. This time Vokoun is challenging Amigo to hit him somemore. Amigo hits him again, this staggers Vokoun, but doesn't knock him down. Vokoun is now slowly walking towards Amigo, screaming at him "COME ON YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!" "IS THAT ALL YOU GOT!!!! " Amigo is backtracking, almost in a total panic. But he hits Vokoun again and again and a again with the barbwire Chair, but this time, IT HAS NO EFFECT ON SMOKIN VOKOUN!!! Hoss: Jess...Amigo is throwing everything that he has at Smokin Vokoun. Amigo is trying his best! But Smokin Vokoun is still standing...AND WANTS MORE!!!! AMIGO IS FLAT OUT STUNNED!!!!King: COME ON AMIGO...DON'T LET UP NOW!!! -Amigo throws the chair down in frustration and Smokin Vokoun screams at the top of his lungs. He chases Amigo around the ring. Amigo slides into the ring. The two flaming tables are still there. Smokin Vokoun slowly walks into the ring. Amigo, out of sheer desperation, quickly sets up the ladder and climbs up to the top. Smokin Vokoun just smirks at this, climbs up to the top to Amigo. BOTH MEN ARE ON TOP OF A 20 FOOT HIGH LADDER!!!! Hoss: Oh no....I don't like where this might lead, Jess. I don't want this end this way. With those flaming tables in the ring, this could end up real bad.King: Yeah, I have to agree with you for once. I don't like where this going.....-Both men are on top of the ladder, throwing rights and lefts at each other. Amigo throws a wicked punch that almost makes Vokoun lose his balance. The crowd gasps. Then Vokoun rakes Amigo's eyes and grabs Amigo. He holds Amigo up in the air and ........ LEAPS IN THE AIR AND HITS THE SMOKE BOMB THREW TWO FLAMING TABLES!!!!!!!!-Both men are not moving. King: That's it....BOTH MEN ARE DEAD!!!! Hoss: I DON'T THINK THERE IS ANYTHING ELSE LEFT THAT THEY CAN DO TO EACHOTHER!!! BOTH MEN HAVE TO BURNED AS WELL AS HAVE SEVERAL BROKEN BONES!!!! -John Creed is standing over both men....not knowing what to do. He is about to count both men out. But then Smokin Vokoun actually starts to move and very weakly, puts his arm over Amigo's chest for the pin.... 1! 2! 3! -The crowd erupts with this. And Vokoun tries to crawl to the corner, but he collapses. Creed starts to count Amigo....who isn't moving.... 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!-The bell rings and the crowd explodes!!! Vokoun is laying face down in the ring, in a pool of his own blood. Muffer:Ladies and gentleman.....here is your winner...AND STILL THE UNDISPUTED WWCF WORLD HARDCORE CHAMPION....SMOKIN VOKOUN!!!!!!!!!!!-Smokin Vokoun uses the turnbuckles to pull himself up. John Creed walks up to him with the WWCF Hardcore belt. Vokoun looks at it at first, then grabs it...with actual tears in his eyes, he hugs it in his arms. He then holds it up to a HUGE ovation from the crowd. He then screams at the top his his lungs..."HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW!!! Hoss: This match...this match...certainly wasn't pretty. I don't know if it's the greatest Hardcore title match of all time. That's up for debate for the WWCF Galaxy. But there is no doubt in my mind, that this was one of the most crazy and most brutal matches in Gookermania history...or maybe in WWCF history. These men put everything on the line here tonight...both men deserve respect in my eyes.-Smokin Vokoun celebrates some more with the Hardcore belt. Vokoun then walks over to a still out cold Amigo. Vokoun kneels down and shakes Amigo's limp hand, out of respect. Just then The Hangman and TTS rush out to the ring, but they don't pay attention to Vokoun. Who leaves the ring and screams to the crowd one more time. King: Gorilla, I will be honest with you...I'm totally speechless at what we just saw.In the ring, The Hangman and TTS try to wake up Amigo. Amigo does wake up, although he is pretty loopy and can't walk on his own. Hangman and TTS, pick up Amigo and help him to leave the ring....but not before the entire audience gives him a STANDIND OVATION!!!! Amigo looks around and is confused at what he is seeing. The three men leave the ring and walk down the aisle. Hoss: I guess Amigo was right...the fans DID respect him more after this match was over. Love him or hate him, you have to respect him...as one of the greatest wrestlers to ever grace a WWCF ring. And it's nice seeing Amigo getting some props from the fans for his AMAZING performance tonight.Rules of Honor: Seth Drakin V. Viva Los Bio DomeGorilla Tim Hoss: Gookermania III may already be the best Gookermania yet.Jesse King: May be? Gorilla, we've seen the last two: this one will go down as the greatest. It'll take over a decade to compare to this one.Gorilla Tim Hoss: And we're not even done yet. Jonathan Michaels has yet to face off against Damn Right Jackson tonight, butbefore we get to our main event, we have another grudge match that ends tonight.Jesse King: Seth Drakin dons the boots to step in the ring with "Hollywood" Viva Los Bio Dome in a Rules of Honor match.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Viva Los Bio Dome and Seth Drakin have been thorns in each other's sides for over half a year now.Jesse King: You're telling me, Gorilla. Viva Los Bio Dome has refused to conform to Drakin's efforts to clean up the WWCF since he went Hollywood.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Even while being the face of our company! Drakin really ground his resentment into Viva's face month after month following the loss of the WWCF Championship, and tonight, no matter who wins or who loses, the hatchet will be buried at Gookermania III.Jesse King: So let's join Dream Theater.*Unicrom Medley* Seth Drakin emerges, gazing upon the audience.Michael Muffer: Now entering the ring: The challenger...Seth Drakin walks down the ramp as the solo begins.Michael Muffer: Hailing from Suburban America, weighing in at 265lbs, he is the CEO of the World Wrestle Crap Federation: Seth Drakin!Jesse King: Seth Drakin rarely steps into the squared circle these days, but he sure made a hell of an entrance tonight.Gorilla Tim Hoss: It's very much worthy of Gookermania.Seth Drakin walks up the ring steps and crosses the ropes into the ring. He points to James LaBrie, who points back as the song ends.Michael Muffer: And his opponent...*Paparazzi(Metal Version)* The arena fills with a purple smoke. Seth Drakin is not amused by this, covering up his mouth and nose.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Seth Drakin doesn't seem to appreciate getting smoke down his lungs before facing Viva Los Bio Dome.Jesse King: Dang tootin' he doesn't. He likes to be in shape. Smoke isn't conducive to that."Hollywood" Viva Los Bio Dome emerges, stumbling about and dancing in a stoned daze down the ramp.Michael Muffer: Now entering the ring, hailing from Hayward, CA, weighing 195lbs... "Hollywood"... Viva... Los Bio Dome!Jesse King: Look at him stumbling into the ring, Gorilla! And he's outweighed by seventy pounds! How could he pull of a win tonight?Gorilla Tim Hoss: Viva has a tough match ahead of him, that's for sure. But we both know that he is sneaky, cunning, conniving. He held the WWCF Belt for months on end using every tactic he could to hold onto it. Tonight he fights for honor and for all the beans against his nemesis.Viva slides into the ring and poses for the camera. Drakin remains in his corner.Jesse King: Tonight could get ugly, as far as Rules of Honor matches go.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Well let's not forget Seth Drakin's bout with Jonathan Michaels earlier this year, in which he used not a single weapon against him, but maintained a brutal offense against him.Referee Lloyd McFloyd starts the match. Viva and Drakin stare each other down, until Viva extends his hand out first. Drakin shakes it, and moments later is Irish whipped. Viva pulls Drakin back and headlocks him, taking him down to the mat.Jesse King: I knew that Viva would use the handshake to his advantage.Viva maintains his headlock on Drakin, but he is slowly dragged towards the ropes.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Drakin can drag Viva around in that ring. Viva will have to work at Drakin's superior strength, but Drakin is a technical master in the ring.Drakin grabs the rope, and McFloyd breaks up Viva's headlock. Viva stands up as Drakin turns over. He stomps on Drakin's leg, but Drakin darts for Viva's leg and takes him down to the mat.Jesse King: That's right Drakin! Squash him like the dirty bug he is!Drakin stands up, then jumps, attempting a legdrop onto Viva, but Viva rolls out of the way to the outside.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Drakin can't have shaken Viva already, could he?Jesse King: Go ahead, Viva; get counted out. It's all you're good for.Drakin leans over the top rope and leers at Viva, who gazes at the crowd, then slides back into the ring. Drakin backs up to give him berth to stand up.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Seth Drakin giving Viva the chance to stand up. It's that kind of strength of character that makes victory more impressive.Drakin gauges Viva, but invites him to come over and wrestle. Viva accepts by jumping up and drop kicking Drakin in the knee. Drakin stumbles to one knee. Viva delivers a headbutt to Drakin, and then snap DDT's him to the mat.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Drakin let Viva engage him, and Viva milked the advantage.Jesse King: I'd like to see Viva do that if Drakin doesn't give him an obvious opening.Viva poses to the crowd, when Drakin takes him down by the leg again. Drakin uses the leverage to stand up, and then holds onto Viva's leg, stomping onto the knee.Jesse King: That's right, Drakin, work the knee! Don't let Viva run from you!Gorilla Tim Hoss: A wise decision by our CEO to remove Viva's wily tactics one by one, starting with running away.Drakin knee drops into the back of Viva's knee. Viva rolls over and clutches his leg in pain.Jesse King: Give it up, Viva! Not even Jonathan Michaels could last against Drakin!Gorilla Tim Hoss: But Michaels beat Drakin. He's the reason that the Hardcore Title still exists!Jesse King: But Drakin gave Michaels a hell of a beatdown in the meantime, and without using a single weapon.Drakin picks up Viva from the mat, then suplexes him to the center of the ring. He covers for the pin. McFloyd counts one, two, Viva kicks out.Gorilla Tim Hoss: It'll take more than that to take down Viva.Viva rakes Drakin's eyes, then stands up. He falls forward, delivering a headbutt to Drakin's head.Gorilla Tim Hoss: The head is one place where Drakin has little advantage over Viva Los Bio Dome.Viva returns to his feet, backs up to the ropes, then runs forward and knee drops Drakin's head.Jesse King: Hey, go easy on Drakin, Viva - he has to run the company tomorrow you know!Viva covers Drakin for the pin. McFloyd counts one, two, Drakin kicks out, then inside cradles Viva. McFloyd counts one, two, Viva kicks out.Gorilla Tim Hoss: A good reversal attempt by Drakin.Jesse King: Nice possum ploy, but it's too early.Both men stand up. Drakin reaches out for Viva, trying to slap him, but Viva dodges him and then bitch slaps him back.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Viva is quicker and wilier than Drakin; it could win the match if he doesn't sustain more leg injuries.Drakin throws his leg out to kick Viva in the stomach, but Viva sidesteps him and dropkicks him to the knee, bringing him down again.Jesse King: A dropkick to the same knee, it happened before, Drakin, don't get fooled again!Viva thrusts his head out for a headbutt but Drakin catches him with a headlock and takes him down to the matGorilla Tim Hoss: This match is an interesting contrast of styles.Jesse King: Yeah, I agree. Good wrestling versus bad wrestling.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Oh will you stop?Drakin maintains the hold on Viva, buying time to recover his knee.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Drakin is buying time to recover his knee, probably his head too.Jesse King: And Viva can only sit there. Ha!Viva squirms within Drakin's hold, and he manages to touch the bottom rope with his foot. McFloyd breaks the hold.Jesse King: Darn...Drakin returns to his feet and waits for Viva to stand up, then he promptly smacks him upside the head and follows it with a clothesline. Drakin covers for the pin. McFloyd counts one, two, Viva kicks out.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Drakin is turning up the heat on Viva, but can Viva return the favor?Viva spits into Drakin's eyes, then stands back up with the bought time. He delivers an Irish uppercut to Drakin's chin. Then another. And another. And another. Drakin is backed up to the ring corner, when Viva Irish whips him to the other corner.Jesse King: Well, I guess if he spams that uppercut he might.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Viva Los Bio Dome and Seth Drakin can only get two seconds out of each other so far, but not three...Drakin catches himself at the ring corner, then turns around, and is met with a running clothesline back into the ring corner.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Viva's getting ready!Viva drops to one knee and poses for the camera as Drakin is dazed in the corner.Jesse King: Oh, here it comes: The Purple Sticky Punch...Viva pulls back, and delivers a Purple Sticky Punch to Seth Drakin's groinGorilla Tim Hoss: A Purple Sticky Combo Breaker to Drakin!Jesse King: Hey, this is a match of honor!Viva pulls back his hand and winces as Drakin rakes him in the eyes.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Looks like Drakin wore a cup tonight, which probably saved him this match thus far.Jesse King: Yeah, stick to punching the head, Viva.Viva backs away from Drakin, but Drakin catches him with a rear waistlock and then abdominal stretches Viva.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Drakin could have been finished, King, but he's taking time to recover again with an abdominal stretch.Jesse King: Drakin's working Viva's body all over, while Viva's mainly working the head. It makes sense though because that's what they each can afford to do.Drakin transitions from the abdominal stretch and hoists Viva over his shoulder. He runs towards a ring corner, but Viva slips out behind Drakin, then shoves him towards the ring corner. Drakin rebounds from the corner only for Viva to waistlock him and then belly to back suplex him to the mat.Gorilla Tim Hoss: I'm not sure who exactly is fighting harder at this point. Just when one man gets the advantage, the other turns it around.Jesse King: Drakin is easily winning this. He's less desperate. He only cranked the match up because he's getting bored.Viva climbs to the top rope and dives for a knee drop, but Drakin rolls out of the way. Viva lands on his worked knee, and he rolls outside, wincing all the way.Jesse King: And the High Risk District doesn't pay again. Say goodbye to this match, Viva.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Viva rolled the dice and came up snake eyes on Seth Drakin. This is what happens when you let your anger and frustration get the best of you - You mess up.Drakin gets back up and takes a breather. Viva turns over and leans over the arena floor to recover as well. McFloyd counts one.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Viva seems to have seen a match like this coming, but Drakin looks a little flustered that it hasn't ended sooner.Viva grasps the apron to stand up. Drakin backs up to give him berth again. McFloyd counts two.Jesse King: Now that you mention it, so am I. Viva refuses to just admit that Drakin is right and that he is a jerk.Gorilla Tim Hoss: I don't see this as a black and white issue...Viva is up and slides back into the ring. Drakin remains standing, waiting for him to stand.Jesse King: Black and White? Look at Viva's clothing!Gorilla Tim Hoss: What?Drakin gives Viva an opening. Viva lunges out for a clothesline, but Drakin counters with a drop toe hold. Drakin gets up, walks over, and stands over Viva, then locks in The Inquisition.Jesse King: Yes! The Inquisition!Gorilla Tim Hoss: This is bad for Viva... Has Seth Drakin worked enough of his body to make him tap?Jesse King: Tap Viva, tap!Viva hangs in there, but Drakin pulls back for more pressure.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Will Seth Drakin make Viva Los Bio Dome tap? Will Bio Dome give in after all these months of rebellion?Jesse King: You bet he will! Viva had his chance to finish Drakin earlier, but he took a bad gamble and squandered it. Drakin's going with a sure thing.Gorilla Tim Hoss: Is he though? I'm pretty sure that Drakin worked the knees the most, and The Inquisition puts little emphasis upon the knees.McFloyd asks Viva if he submits, but Viva only gives him a strained smile.Jesse King: He's entering denial now. He's past regret. It's good to enter the grieving process early.Viva pulls his arm back, then smashes it into Drakin's knee. Drakin gives out a slight yelp and lets go, falling over to his side to clutch his knee.Gorilla Tim Hoss: A Purple Sticky Punch to Seth Drakin's knee! Those dropkicks paid off for Viva!
Jesse King: Oh come on!
Viva crawls to the ropes to recover. Drakin grabs the bottom rope as well.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Neither man wants to be caught in a submission hold at this point. One good leg bar or figure four leg lock could do Seth Drakin in at this point.
Jesse King: I think he should bite down and lock The Inquisition onto Viva one more time.
Both Viva and Drakin are back on their feet, but they lean backwards into the top ropes to recover a little more.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: These two men have challenged each other like none other tonight at Gookermania III.
Jesse King: It'll come down to whoever gets the next move in.
Viva and Seth completely return to their feet and lock eyes. Drakin's stare is cold, but with a noticeable snarl, while Viva's is vibrant with rage and a hint of suspense.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: And neither man can blame their loss on shenanigans tonight. This is what the Rules of Honor are all about.
Jesse King: Actually, I'll have to agree with you for once. Viva was pretty restrained tonight. But he did go for a Purple Sticky Punch to Seth's nuts. And Seth was prepared for it.
Viva and Seth distance each other, then get ready, both waiting for some cue.
Jesse King: Should I get out a starter pistol?
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Do you have a starter pistol?
Jesse King: Well, no...
Drakin runs for Viva, but Viva is ready with an Irish whip. He tries to headlock Drakin, but Drakin counters with a headlock takedown of his own.
Jesse King: This is it, Drakin got the next move!
Viva slips out of the headlock, Drakin springs up with a wince. Viva bends over and charges for a headbut to Drakin's midsection.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: But what about this, King?
Drakin counters by not budging and then waistlocking Viva.
Jesse King: Yes! This is it, Gorilla! This is it!
Drakin looks around the arena, then down at Viva, and flips over for The Tale's End, planting Viva square into the mat.
Jesse King: The Tale's End!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Drakin's got it! Drakin's got it!
Drakin covers Viva for the pin. McFloyd counts one, two, three.
*Unicrom Medley*
Jesse King: Incredible show. Every match with Seth has been a treat this year. And he finally prevailed.
Michael Muffer: Here is your winner as a result of a pinfall: Seth Drakin!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: After all this time, Seth Drakin has finally snuffed out his nemesis: Viva Los Bio Dome.
Seth Drakin kneels over and takes a breather as Lloyd McFloyd raises his arm in victory.
Jesse King: And Seth Drakin is sure to have a good night's rest tonight. Probably the first since he became CEO. I feel like a great weight has been lifted off my shoulders too.
Drakin stands back up, then stands over Viva, who comes to.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Wait, what's this?
Drakin and Viva exchange glares.
Jesse King: Don't even think about it Viva!
Viva reaches up, extending his hand. Seth Drakin stares at it.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Viva extends the olive branch...
Jesse King: It's just a sucker ploy; don't accept, Drakin.
Drakin gazes a few moments longer, then reaches down and shakes Viva's hand. He helps Viva stand up, and then he leaves the arena.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: A show of honor from Seth Drakin. You say that you had a weight lifted off your shoulders, King? Well now, so have I.
Jesse King: And Gookermania III has yet to finish. We have just one. More Match.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: That's right, King. Let's get to it, because the best has been saved for last: the World Wrestle Crap Federation Championship: Jonathan Michaels versus Damn Right Jackson!
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WWCF World Heavyweight Championship: “Damn Right” Jackson V. Jonathan Michaels
Gorilla Tim Hoss: And now ladies and gentlemen, it is time...
Jesse King: The moment we've all been waiting for...
Gorilla Tim Hoss: THE MAIN EVENT OF GOOKERMANIA III!
In just a moment, we will see "Damn Right" Jackson defend his WWCF Championship against the Number One Contender, his long time rival... Jonathan Michaels!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: These guys have faced off many times in the past, and every time the stakes have gotten higher and higher... but they cannot get any higher than this. Can Michaels solve the puzzle that is Jackson tonight, on the biggest stage of them all... for the richest prize in the company?
Jesse King: It's the Black Dynasty vs the Hardcore Heartthrob... let's look back at their road to GookerMania III.
The Last Fight (Acoustic) - Bullet For My Valentine
"Welcome to the Era of Attitude!" "What a year Jackson has had... "The man is a bully!"
"Jonathan Michaels, the new face of the WWCF!" "The Hardcore Heartthrob has stood up for people here!" "And I will become WWCF Champion!"
We then see their first encounter in the lead up to King of Wrestlecrap, where Jackson would pick up his first victory over Michaels, then we see the NiteRaw before Thunderdome, where Jackson would once again best Michaels, however Michaels would put up much more of a fight. Now we see their match at Botch at the Beach, where it took Jackson three spears to finally put Michaels, only winning by the skin of his teeth. After this win Jackson would go on to defeat Tyfo to win the title, whilst Michaels would win the BattleBowl... They are set to meat for the fourth time, for the title at GookerMania III.
Next we see their promo from the following week with the two men making their respect known, however they fully intend on giving their all. The next two weeks we see Jackson and Michaels almost come to blows, however it would be Caleb that gets involved, even if Michaels didn't want him too...
Gorilla Tim Hoss: These two men have done it all here in the WWCF, they have both possibly had the two best years in WWCF history... and this is where it all leads to...
Footage of famous explosions from movies go off, aswell as some of the more known stunt work. Including the death defying leaps by Evil Kineval, this slowly cuts to Jonathan Michaels, standing on top of the GookerMania Arena Roof... with no harness he takes a leap...
DOA - Foo Fighters
The crowd explode into a frenzy as the BattleBowl Champion, Number One Contender Jonathan Michaels steps out. He stands on the top of the ramp and he raises his arms up and an explosion of pyro goes off around him. With a look of pure determination on his face, he slowly makes his way down the long ramp...
Gorilla Tim Hoss: GookerMania II, Last year Jonathan Michaels made his GookerMania debut, successfully defeating his mentor Evil M for the Hardcore Championship... should we expect even more success from the Hardcore Heartthrob tonight?
Jesse King: This year, Jonathan had an unforgettable run with the Hardcore title, would go on to keep the title alive by defeating Seth Drakin, he would claim the longest Championship of Honor reign and he would finally go on to win BattleBowl and secure his shot at the WWCF Championship tonight in the main event of GookerMania... To say he had a good year is an understatement!
Jonathan Michaels gets into the ring and goes on every corner soaking in the moment, getting ready for the biggest match of his career. A loud "Jonathan!" chant is breaking out, as the music settles...
Malcolm X appears on the Tron making his famous speech; "It's just like when you've got some coffee that's too black, which means it's too strong. What do you do? You integrate it with cream, you make it weak. But if you pour too much cream in it, you won't even know you ever had coffee. It used to be hot, it becomes cool. It used to be strong, it becomes weak. It used to wake you up, now it puts you to sleep..."
"Too Black... Too Strong... DAMN RIGHT!" I Made It (Cash Money Heroes) - Kevin Rudolf feat. Birdman, Jay Sean and Lil' Wayne
The crowd frenzy continues as "Damn Right" Jackson steps out in his trademark white suit, with the jacket buttoned up. He pauses on top of the ramp, slowly unbuttoning the jacket, he opens it up to reveal his WWCF Championship. He raises the title in the air with confidence as pyro's go off all around him. He places the title over his shoulder and he struts down to the ring, staring right through Michaels.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: And you cannot forget about the champ, the Black Dynasty himself, the WWCF Champion... "Damn Right" Jackson! His GookerMania Debut, in the Main Event!
Jesse King: And what a year he has had, Inter-Forum Champion, picking up wins over many former champions and bonafide WWCF legends and ultimately winning the WWCF Championship in his first year... He is calling this his Era of Attitude, and it's looking like he's right... Damn Right!
Jackson gets into the ring and poses on the turnbuckles holding his title up high. He turns around and faces Michaels...
Michael Muffer: Ladies and Gentlemen, it is time... for the MAIN EVENT of GOOKERMANIA III! The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the World Wrestlecrap Federation Heavyweight Championship!
Introducing first from Los Angeles, California... Weighing in tonight at 240 pounds. He is a former Hardcore Champion, a former Champion of Honor, he is this years BattleBowl Champion... The Hardcore Heartthrob... Jonathan Michaels!
The crowd break into a loud cheer, as Jonathan raises his hands up high.
Michael Muffer: And now... from West Philadelphia, born and raised... weighing in tonight at 300 pounds. He is a former Inter-Forum Champion and is the reigning and defending WWCF Champion... The Black Dynasty, "Damn Right" Jackson!
Jackson holds his title up high, before handing it over to the referee. Jackson and Michaels shake hands... Lloyd McFloyd calls for the bell...
Gorilla Tim Hoss: And we're off! Jackson/Michaels IV!
The men lock up right away, as the main event gets underway. The crowd immediately start a "Dynasty!" "Jonathan" chant duel, picking right up from where they left off two months ago.
Jackson goes for a punch, but Michaels ducks it, and locks in a headlock. Jackson immediately powers out of it and attempts to lock in a headlock of his own, but Michaels pushes him off. Jackson quickly turns around and attempts a clothesline, but Michaels ducks under it. Michaels attempts a roundhouse kick and Jackson side steps it, getting behind Michaels. Jackson attempts a Back Suplex, but Michaels floats over landing on his feet. Michaels goes to dropkick Jackson in the back, but Jackson dodges it, Michaels lands in a crouched position. They stare eachother down. As the crowd goes wild.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Look at that! These guys know exactly what to expect from eachother!
Jackson approaches the crouched Michaels, but Michaels double legs him and starts hammering away at him. Jackson quickly pushes him off, but Michaels goes back to it. Jackson eventually kicks him off and rolls outside...
Jesse King: Jonathan Michaels is really taking it to the champion in the early going here!
Jackson quickly rolls back into the ring, but Michaels hits him with an elbow drop and starts stomping away at him. The referee has to pull him off... Jackson uses the ropes to get to his feet. Michaels quickly runs at Jackson, but Jackson catches him with a big boot... NO! Michaels telegraphs it and catches boot, he hits the Dragon Screw and looks in a heel hook!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Michaels trying to get a submission already!
After a brief struggle, Jackson is about to kick himself free with his other leg.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Clearly, it'll take more than that to make the Champion submit... Infact he's only ever tapped out once before...
Jesse King: It's not about getting him to tap out. Jackson is a power wrestler, take out the leg, he can't stand. He can't stand... he can't lift you up, he can't run, he can't boot you down... You take out his whole arsenal.
Jackson gets to his feet and Michaels attempts to Double Leg him again, but Jackson clubs him down. Jackson quickly picks him up and hits a Body Slam. He goes for another one, but Jonathan shifts the weight to Jackson's attacked leg and wriggles out. Michaels kicks Jackson's leg, making him fall to one knee. Michaels then runs to the ropes, bounces back and knocks Jackson down with a clothesline. Jackson gets back up, Michaels runs back to the rope and takes Jackson down with a second clothesline. Michaels goes for a third, but Jackson catches him and drops him with the One Arm Uranage. Jackson delivers an elbow drop, followed by a leg drop. Jackson then leans on the ropes for a quick breather.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Michaels may be capitalising, but it seems Jackson is still able to use his power game to his advantage.
Jackson approaches Michaels as Michaels is getting up, Jackson goes to grab him but Michaels quickly fires up with a hard right hand, followed by another, Jackson staggers back... Jackson goes back towards Michaels, but Michaels hits him with an arm drag and goes back to Jacksons leg, stomping down on it. Michaels attempts a second heel hook, but Jackson kicks free before it's locked in.
Gorilla Tim Hoss; Michaels really wants to take out the leg!
Jesse King: Jackson is on the biggest role we've seen here in the WWCF, he hasn't been defeated since Survivor Team Challenge Series, Michaels knows this, he also knows that he has never beaten Jackson before... If he can soften up the leg, not only does that disable Jackson, it also loosens him up for then Michaels finally decides to go for The Key Grip.
Michaels runs at the downs Jackson, but Jackson kicks Michaels right in the head, Jackson them works to his feet. Michaels goes back towards Jackson, so Jackson catches him with a hard Clothesline. He picks Michaels up and beel throws him across the ring. Michaels gets to his feet and runs at Jackson, but Jackson catches him with a pendulum back breaker. Jackson picks Michaels up and hoists him up for a Gorilla Press Slam, but his leg gives way on him before he lifts him all the way and Michaels lands on his feet and hits Jackson with a Sidewalk Slam. Jonathan then attempts a Boston Crab, he tries to turn Jackson over, but Jackson crawls to the ropes right away.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Jackson's leg is really getting the better of him!
Jesse King: Yes! It looks like Michaels has finally found a way to solve the puzzle that is Jackson!
Jackson pulls himself up, Michaels goes towards him but Jackson punchs Michaels right in the face, rocking him. Jackson punches him again to get some distance, Jackson then attempts to Irish Whip Michaels, but Michaels reverses the whip and pulls him back and hits Jackson with a Spinebuster.
Michaels then takes to the top rope...
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Michaels taking a big risk here, has he truly grounded Jackson enough?
Jesse King: He's the stunt man of the WWCF! Of course he's willing to take such a risk!
Michaels then dives off, attempting a beautiful Moonsault, however Jackson rolls out of the way, and Michaels crashes and burns. Jackson quickly capitalises on this and hoists Michaels up and hits a Table Top Back Breaker, followed by another one, before throwing him away with a Fall Away Slam.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Now it appears Jackson is working on Michaels back!
Jesse King: Of course, you can't be a stunt man if you can't put your back into your moves! Plus it sets up perfectly for Jacksons signature moves, you got the Spear, Powerbomb, High Attitude and of course the Anxiety Adjustment.
Jackson then prepares a three point stance in the corner, waiting for Michaels to get up... as Michaels gets to his feet, Jackson makes a break for it and starts running, preparing a Spear, however his weakened leg slows him down, allowing Michaels to get prepared for it, Michaels rolls away, spins Jackson around, kicks him in the midesction and plants him with a quick DDT. Michaels makes the pin.
1...
2...
Jackson kicks out!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The Champion is really feeling the pressure now!
Michaels picks Jackson up and connects with a Snap Suplex, he holds on though and works to his feet and hits a second, he continues to hold and gets to his feet, he attempts a third, but Jackson breaks free and hits a second One Arm Uranage. Jackson whips Michaels to the ropes and catches him with a Powerslam, he goes for the pin.
1...
2...
Michaels kicks out!
Jesse King: And now it's the number one contender that's feeling it!
Jackson picks Michaels up and kicks him in the mid-section, places Michaels' head betweens Jackson's legs, Jackson hoists him up into the air for a Powerbomb, but again his leg gives out, Michaels wriggles free and plants Jackson with a DDT.
Both men are down... Lloyd McFloyd makes the count...
1...
Gorilla Tim Hoss: I cannot believe the resolve of these two.
2...
"LET'S GO MICHAELS!"
3...
"DYNASTY!"
4...
Jesse King: This is the biggest match of the year, at the biggest show of the year, between the two biggest stars of the WWCF, over the biggest title in the game... This is GookerMania III!
5...
"LET'S GO MICHAELS!"
6...
"DYNASTY!"
7...
Jackson crawls to the ropes, Michaels stays laying.
8...
Jackson uses the ropes to pull himself up, Michaels stays laying
9...
Jackson makes it to his feet... Michaels kips up. The crowd explode. The two men stare eachother down.
They start punching away at eachother, with the crowd chanting along. Jackson's brute strength eventually gives him the advantage as he starts to just punch and punch and punch, however Jonathan hits a low dropkick to Jackson's leg. Jackson falls right to the ground and Michaels locks in The Key Grip! Right in the middle of the ring!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: THE KEY GRIP! THE KEY GRIP!
Michaels stands over Jackson, wrenching away at the ankle, Jackson is screaming in pain trying to reach for the ropes. But Michaels has too much leverage and keeps reeling Jackson in towards the middle.
Jesse King: Michaels has been working on the leg all match, we've seen how badly it's affected The Black Dynasty, and it looks like we are just moments away from having a new champion!
Jackson keeps trying to crawl away, but the longer he fights it, the more damage gets down. Michaels then drops down and grapevines the leg. Leaving Jackson with nowhere to go. But he refuses to tap out.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The event was Night of the Wrestling Zombies, 2009... it was "Damn Right" Jackson's second ever match, against future champion Aaron Enigma. The one and only time Jackson had ever lost by submission! Now, on the grandest stage of them all, will we see a replay!
Michaels almost desperately yells out to Jackson to tap, both mean are screaming with desperation. However Jackson still holds on, Jackson starts using his free leg to kick away at Michaels, but Michaels tries to ignore it, to keep the hold on. Jackson starts kicking harder and harder until Michaels has no choice but to let go.
Michaels immediately goes for it again, but Jackson kicks him free, towards the turnbuckle. Michaels stumbles back, and Jackson catches him with a lifting Powerbomb. Jackson falls down, nursing his ankle. Lloyd McFloyd asks him if he wishes the continue... Jackson screams "Damn Right!"
Gorilla Tim Hoss: My god! How are they still doing this?
Jesse King: It's all about the WWCF Championship! If you can't suffer for it, you don't deserve to fight for it!
Jackson picks Michaels up and whips him to the ropes, when Michaels rebounds back, Jackson lays him out with a Spear! The crowd explode as Jackson goes for the pin.
1!
2!
NO! Michaels kicks out!
Jackson quickly picks Michaels up and whips him again, laying him out with a second Spear! He goes for the pin again!
1!
2!
AGAIN! Michaels kicks out!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: MICHAELS WILL NOT BE DENIED!
Jackson quickly takes to the corner, preparing for Michaels to get up for one last Spear.
Jesse King: If you remember last time they fought, it was the third straight Spear that put Jonathan away...
Jackson starts to run towards Michaels, but out of nowhere...
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Caleb Fourchon! It's Caleb Fourchon!
Caleb Fourchon runs into the ring, making Jackson stop in his tracks, Caleb attempts to punch Jackson, but Jackson blocks it and takes Caleb out with a Spear. Jackson then throws him to the outside. Jackson stands over the apron abusing Caleb, screaming at him to stay out of this... Jackson turns around and Michaels connects wit the Fade to Black!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Jonathan with the Fade to Black! Was this planned?
Jesse King: I don't think Michaels even knew Caleb has gotten involved!
Michaels goes for the pin...
1!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: This is it!
2!
Jesse King: New Champion!
...
Jackson kicks out!
Michaels quickly goes to the top rope, however his sore back makes him flinch as he climbs up the turnbuckle. He finally makes it to the top and leaps off going for another Moonsault... BUT Jackson catches him with a Spear, in mid-air, upside down!
"HOLY S***!"
Jackson goes for the pin!
1!
2!
MICHAELS KICKS OUT!
Jesse King: I CAN NOT BELIEVE IT!
"Let's Go Michaels!" "Dynasty!"
Jackson picks Michaels up and quickly lays him out with the High Attitude! Jackson goes for the pin.
1!
Jesse King: This is it, no way he can survive this one...
2!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Thanks for coming...
...
MICHAELS KICKS OUT AGAIN! Jackson cannot believe it, he's horrified!
Jackson goes to pick Michaels up, but Michaels locks in the Key Grip!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: THE KEY GRIP!
Jesse King: How much more can Jackson take?
Michaels wrenches the hold on top, but Jackson refuses to tap. Michaels drags Jackson to the middle of the ring and immediately grapvines the hold... Jackson is in tears, refusing to give up... Michaels quickly lets go however.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: What is he doing?
Jesse King: He had the match won!
Michaels stands over Jackson, taunting him to get up. Abusing him, commanding him to get to his feet. Jackson tries to pull himself up, but his leg can't seem to support his weight at this time. Michaels gets fed up and picks Jackson up, however Jackson can't seem to take the weight of his own body so he flops down, Michaels catches him and holds him up. The two stare down. The crowd are on their feet.
"LET'S GO MICHAELS!" "DYNASTY!"
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Can you feel the electricity?
Jesse King: This is what GookerMania is all about!
Jonathan Michaels, looks right in Jackson's eyes and yells "And, CUT!", he pushes Jackson free and goes for the Fade to Black, but Jackson ducks underneath it! He ducks behind Michaels and locks in the Anxiety Adjustment!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: My god!
Jackson stands in the middle of the ring, wrenching on the move as much as he can, this time it's him begging Michaels to tap. Michaels is screaming out in pain as he tries to fight the hold.
Jesse King: has Jackson done enough damage to Michaels back? Could this be it?
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Could this be the next chapter of the Era of Attitude?
Jackson continues to wrench down hard on the move, but it seems that Michaels refuses to tap out. Michaels flailing is getting more and more frantic, but he still refuses to let go... Jackson starts to realise this and drops down hitting the High Attitude!
Jackson yells out in agony after the pain he just put himself through, landing on his bad knee when executing the move, but he still holds on tight to Michaels. Continuing to wrench the move on... but Michaels still refuses to tap out.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Just tap Jon, think of your future!
Jesse King: This means too much to him!
Jackson struggles to his feet one last time, after a great deal of hesitation, he screams "DAMN RIGHT!" and drops down with one last High Attitude, both mean scream in agony, and Jackson falls ontop Michaels and Lloyd McFloyd counts the pin...
1...
2...
3!!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: THAT'S IT!
Jesse King: MERCIFULLY... IT'S OVER!
I Made It (Cash Money Heroes) - Kevin Rudolf feat. Birdman, Jay Sean and Lil' Wayne
The referee runs out of the ring, grabs the title and rolls back into the ring, he helps both men up and hands the title to Jackson.
Michael Muffer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match... AND STILL WORLD WRESTLECRAP FEDERATION HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... "DAMN RIGHT" JACKSON!
Jackson falls back down to his knees, clutching the title tight, in tears of joy, as the crowd break out into an "ATTITUDE!" chant.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: It was a main event to behold... both men gave it all they had in them to fight for the greatest prize in this business. Jonathan Michaels put up a performance worhty of the Hall of Fame. A performance of a man I'd would be honored to called Champion... however it was a night for The Black Dynasty...
Jackson helps Jonathan Michaels up, the two men stare down and eventually share a long embrace, the two men clearly saying "Thank you". Michaels holds Jackson arm up high, before leaving the ring, giving him his moment.
Jesse King: No one hates him as much as I do... but tonight just proved exactly what Jackson is all about, he fought that match as fair as possible, he proved what the title means to him and I think he proved what this company means to him... One year ago, he was watching GookerMania II from a bar that he was working at as a bouncer... He would say, that he would one day be on that stage, who would've thought that it would be one year later... as the WWCF Champion...
Jackson climbs to the top turnbuckles holding his title up high in the air, as pyrotechnics shower the arena. The "Attitude!" chants continue...
*Paparazzi(Metal version)*
Viva Los Bio Dome walks out.
Hoss - What's he doing out here?! This is Jackson's moment!
Viva enters the ring and points at the World Title belt. He motions that he wants a title shot, but...
*Rigorous Vengeance*
The Boiler Room Brawler runs down to the ring, reminding Jackson and Viva that he has a promised title shot at Night of the Wrestling Zombies. Viva and BRB argue, but Caleb Fourchon runs down, shoving both men out of the way and going right after Jackson! Jonathan Michaels out to stop Caleb, Viva grabs Michaels from behind, and they start going at it! TTS runs out and goes after BRB, Whitey Fats out as well, then Colt, followed by Jazzman, trying to diffuse the situation! Dread Pirate Mulligan swings down to the ring and makes a beeline for Whitey, Vokoun out, followed closely by Hangman, the two begin brawling on the outside! Evil M makes his way down and attacks Mulligan, Starshine runs down to try and help calm things down, but Shannon Gay jumps him from behind! Dave Von Halen out, he clocks Gay with the briefcase, Metal out and he tackles Dave from the rear! Southwest Connection out now as well, the entire locker room continuing to empty out! Referees and officials also out, trying to break everything up as GookerMania III comes to a close! Credits: Evil M, Caleb Fourchon, Starshine, BRB, Cageking(Welcome back!), Smokin Vokoun, and DR Jackson The ending brawl was Viva's idea, btw.
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Johnny B. Decent
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Post by Johnny B. Decent on Sept 27, 2010 23:15:30 GMT -5
All right, tried my first promo back. It's supposed to be a Dick the Bruiser/The Crusher type-Face, so give me some feedback, if you would be so kind.
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