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Post by Deleted on May 1, 2012 19:39:57 GMT -5
If the price is right.
In both cases.
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Post by Mr. Socko's Brother on May 1, 2012 20:01:55 GMT -5
This makes me wonder: how much do you figure we make here in FAWA? I guessed that it was a six figure salary like WWE guys get, although maybe not quite as much since--unlike them--we aren't expected to wrestle nonstop.
I figure $100 000 a year. $72 000 after taxes. Possibly even more for champions. That seem more or less believable?
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on May 1, 2012 20:47:29 GMT -5
Yeah, I think that is in the ball park. I guess a good followup question is what we think the production values are.
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Post by Jonathan Michaels on May 1, 2012 20:49:35 GMT -5
The real question is...
You got enough to start the show???
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Gus Richlen Was Wrong
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Post by Gus Richlen Was Wrong on May 1, 2012 21:03:14 GMT -5
No, he'll need at least my match written, but that shouldn't take me long.
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Post by Mr. Socko's Brother on May 1, 2012 21:30:29 GMT -5
The real question is... You got enough to start the show??? Over in the UK it's like 3:30 or 4:30 in the morning. I really hope that Square finished his match against Whitey and sent it in, because if not then we'll have to wait at least until he wakes up before the show's posted. Unless he's an occasional insomniac who does stuff when he can't sleep, like me.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on May 1, 2012 23:39:48 GMT -5
Okay, good news: I finished the Freakin' Awesome Championship.
Bad News: Still need to write commentary for Drakin/Jazz, Square/Whitey and the Title Shot Tag Match are not in yet, and I have a little bit more editing work ahead of me (not huge though by this point).
I am punching out for the night though. If I get every last thing in tomorrow, then the show should be posted tomorrow, and I will get right on booking Niteraw.
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Post by Gus Richlen Was Wrong on May 2, 2012 0:09:29 GMT -5
Going to get as far as I can before bed and finish in the morning.
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Post by Connor Mackenzie on May 2, 2012 13:27:02 GMT -5
Sorry about being a bit absent the past coupel of days guys. Work has been insane and I've been fighting off a cold at the same time. If there's anything still needing to be done I can certainly work on it once I'm done work.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on May 2, 2012 16:03:19 GMT -5
Wrote commentary for Drakin/Jazz.
If I get even one match in between the Title Shot Tag Match and Whitey/Square, I'll add it to the show and post it.
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Post by Gus Richlen Was Wrong on May 2, 2012 16:04:00 GMT -5
Title SHot match is in.
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Post by Square on May 2, 2012 16:06:00 GMT -5
Wrote commentary for Drakin/Jazz. If I get even one match in between the Title Shot Tag Match and Whitey/Square, I'll add it to the show and post it. Give us half an hour, finishing the match now. Really disappointed in it but it'll have to do
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on May 2, 2012 17:11:48 GMT -5
The Sam: Welcome FAWA Galaxy to Wheel of Misfortune! It’s an annual favorite and I’m ready for some elite FAWA action!
With me as always is Vincent Van Agony…Viva: The FAWA Galaxy has waited for weeks and weeks and once again things come to a head, but at the mercy of a wheel that will randomly determine the stipulations of every match tonight.
We have “The Punisher” Frank Castle defending his World Heavyweight Title against Jonathan Michaels, whose very career was placed on the line by FAWA Majority Shareholder Boiler Room Brawler;
“The Head Detective” Aaron Enigma faces off once again against the Smokin’ Vokoun, who he fought week after week to reinstate into the FAWA;
It’s Ryan Blood versus Boiler Room Brawler’s in-ring representative: the 6’12”, 400lbs El Hijo de Boiler Room Brawler;
It’s me against the General of the Monkey Army and “The Digital Dragon” Connor Mackenzie to take back my Freakin’ Awesome Championship!The Sam: Oh, I’m right behind you there, Vincent. There’s still so much more.
Square made things personal and he got his second shot at taking on the “Wrestling Messiah” Whitey Fats;
Evil M takes on the first challengers for his Money in the Bank Interforums Title Shot;
And El Hombre de Jazz finally makes a stand against Seth Drakin. Viva: No no no, we also have two guys I couldn’t want to pound in the face more in Jeremy Dupoe defending his Television Title against Marshall Wesley Coventry, and those two damn “ants” take on a hopeless romantic and a potato-man for title shots for the Interforums and Freakin’ Awesome Title Shots. The Sam: That’s right, Vincent. And since Ryan Blood, the Lord of the Ring, is persona au gratin as of late, he has been replaced by none other than my main men: Jake and Jesse – the Badd Brothers! [glow=Blue,2,300]Title Shot Tag Match[/glow] Ghost Ant & Bull Ant versus Mr. Potato and The Black Rose Written by Gus Richlen Viva: Well, up next is the Tag Title Shot tag team match between two guys who think they're ants, some guy who thinks he's a superhero of sorts, and some sumo guy with a potato. Considering what we were GOING to have before that jackass Coventry backed out to face Dupoe, this is an improvement.The Sam: It is?Viva: You think I want to see a certain empty-winded mask-wearing idiot in that ring?The Sam: But BRB isn't doing the whole Storm Maestro thing- OOOOOOHHHHHHHH.MM: The following contest is the Tag Team Title Shot Match!*"Kiss From A Rose" is the first thing to hit as the lights go black and gold and The Black Rose descends from the ceiling.* MM: Introducing first, from the rafters, weighing in at 215 pounds, the Black Rose!Viva: Well, last week didn't go too well for Black Rose. Maybe this week would be different.The Sam: Oh yeah? Different, how?*As "Sure Shot" plays, Mr. Potato runs out to the ramp, does a fist pump with his right fist and the potato, then spins and does one with the left fist before running to the ring.* MM: And his partner, from Takayama, Gifu, Japan, weighing in at 290 pounds, Mr. Potato!Viva: OK, seriously, what's with the name "Mr. Potato"? WHAT'S WITH THE NAME "MR. POTATO"? WHO NAMES THEMSELVES "MR. POTATO"?The Sam: No, I haven't tried the new onion rings yet. I hear they're a bit soggier than they used to be.*"Thriller" then hits as first Bull Ant walks to the ramp, stomps his feet, roars, and runs to the ring before Ghost Ant runs to the ring and does the Thriller dance.* MM: And their opponents, from the Ant Colony, at a combined weight of 517 pounds, Bull Ant and Ghost Ant!Viva: Is this what this company has come to?! WE HAVE TO ALLOW PEOPLE IN WHO THINK THEY'RE INSECTS?The Sam: I prefer to watch "Outer Limits" late at night, personally. That is, whenever it's on.Viva: A WHAT now?The Sam: I agree. They could have done better with Poison Ivy than they did in Batman And Robin. MUCH better.*Lloyd McFloyd calls for the bell. And then all four men bail from the ring. Black Rose takes Ghost Ant down right away with a spinning heel kick while Bull Ant goes all By The Horns on Mr. Potato. Black Rose then goes after Bull Ant, trying to knock him off his feet with a stepup enziguiri, but not succeeding as he gets beil thrown into the announce table. Meanwhile, Ghost Ant has gotten back up and he is running for the ramp, and Bull Ant soon follows behind him, but Mr. Potato catches up to them and knocks them both over. Black Rose is about to head up the ramp after meeting the table, and he does not see Viva waving a can of bug spray.* Viva: Hey, this will take care of your ant problem!*Black Rose drops the rising Ghost Ant with a roundhouse kick as Bull Ant ends up on the receiving end of a stalling suplex on the ramp! They then take off, but Ghost Ant is still alert enough to grab Black Rose's ankle and hold on, preventing him from going far. Mr. Potato grabs Black Rose and starts pulling, but this wastes enough time for Bull Ant to get up, and Ghost Ant lets go and all four of them tear off through the Gorilla position. The cameras get partway through, enough to see them tear the place apart to try to delay the other team, with the Ants dumping Mr. Potato with a DDT on the floor. Then the two teams go out of sight.* Viva: Huh. Well, I guess we can move on to the next match while we wait.The Sam: Yeah. Sure. As soon as I get my hearing back.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on May 2, 2012 17:12:34 GMT -5
[glow=Bronze,2,300] Television Championship[/glow] Marshall Wesley Coventry versus “The Envoy of Chaos” Jeremy DupoeWritten by Connor Mackenzie MM: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is for the FAWA Television Championship!*"White Washed" by August Burns Red* MM: Introducing first being accompanied to the ring by Mary Harper, the challenger hailing from Ward Six of the Northwoods State Mental Hospital and weighing 229 Lbs. MARSHALL WESLEY COVENTRY!*Hospital security tightly surrounds Coventry as they escort him to the ring, with Nurse Harper alongside. Once to the ring, the security removes his straitjacket and runs back up the ramp, while Coventry himself enters the ring and Harper walks along the outside. Coventry stands in the middle of the ring and directs a stare at the top of the ramp as he awaits his opponent.* The Sam: And here comes a man that I'm sure keeps multiple copies of Silence of the Lambs in his collection.Viva: Yes, because I'm sure they let him keep that sort of thing in the nuthouse.MM: And his opponent...That is not dead which can eternal lie And with strange aeons even death may die*Vernian Process - Unhallowed Metropolis (official LP Mix)* MM: Hailing from Arkham, Massachusetts and weighing in at 210 Lbs. He is the reigning FAWA Television Champion, "The Envoy of Chaos" Jeremy DupoeViva: And speaking of nuthouses...The Sam: Dupoe certainly seems to be on a bit of a roll since winning the TV title. One has to wonder what he's willing to do to keep it. I guess we'll have to see what is in store for them once the Badd Brothers spin the wheel.*Pyro strikes the stage, and Dupoe rises with Ophelia through a hole that's billowing fog. He's reading a book, and when he gets to the top of the stage he slams the book shut with one hand. A 20 foot wall of flame erupts behind him, after which he starts walking to ring with the book in hand shooting disgusted looks at the crowd, who rain boos down upon him. He sneaks one last at the book before setting it by the turnbuckle and climbing the stairs to enter the ring. Ophelia remains close to his corner as Dupoe takes off the TV title belt and hands it to Lloyd McFloyd* * Referee Lloyd McFloyd shows the belt to Coventry before folding the straps and holding it up over his head to signify the match for the title before handing the belt to the time keeper. Both men look poised and ready as the ref calls for the bell and the pair begin to move for the corner, meeting and exchanging a flurry of punches with a fervor. Dupoe launches a leg up into Coventry's gut to get him doubled over and immediately goes towards the corner to start climbing and get the pole. * The Sam: And Dupoe with the early offense and attempt at getting the...pole. Wow, never thought I would hear myself saying that.Viva: I swear if it turns out we have Vince Russo anywhere in this arena I'm going to kick his ass.* As Dupoe gets one foot onto the top rope Coventry moves, swiping Dupoe's leg out from under him and causing him to get snake eyed on the turnbuckle. Staggering, Dupoe's hand moves to his face as Coventry latches on for a swinging neckbreaker. * Viva: And Coventry with a bit of offense of his own with that neckbreaker. Mind you it's not like either of them taking more damage to the head could make things worse.*Dupoe clutches his neck and face, kicking his feet into the mat in pain as Coventry starts to scale the turnbuckle, reaching up for the first pole needed in the match. As he does, Ophelia can be seen moving towards the apron. Coventry eyes her menacingly, causing her a moment's hesitation. As she does so, she doesn't witness Mary Harper as she approaches the other woman from behind and gives her a chop block to the knees.* The Sam: My god Viva did you see that?! I'd say something along the lines of crude but...oh hell who am I kidding. Catfight!Viva: Oh for...seriously?!*Ophelia writhes in pain as she clutches her knee as Mary looks to Coventry and gives a wink before moving to start dragging Ophelia along the mat towards the announcers table* *Coventry gets to the top of the turnbuckle, latching on to the first pole and hoists it up after working with it to get it off of the first pole. As he holds it up however, Dupoe rises to his feet, moving to the turnbuckle and gives Coventry a hard shot to the back. Dropping the pole it clunks to the outside as Dupoe moves to latch on to Coventry and launches Coventry off the turnbuckle with a viscious looking powerbomb.* Viva: And that is how you give a powerbomb. Definitely had some air time as it were.The Sam: That was certainly a sickening impact there. No doubt Dupoe probably took a bit of enjoyment out of that.*Coventry lays motionless momentarily as Dupoe gives a huff and eyes his handiwork before moving through the ropes towards the first pole. Mary Harper meanwhile has hoisted Ophelia up to her feet and rammed her into the side of the ring. Ophelia looks pained as she hobbles a bit and slumps down. Moving to look to try and get Ophelia back up, Mary reaches down only to have her hair grabbed onto hard as Ophelia lets out a scream and pulls, rolling on top of Mary to start slamming her head into the mat.* The Sam: Jerry! Jerry! Jerry!Viva: You know what I've realized Sam. Not only are you an idiot...no, wait, that's pretty much it.*Dupoe takes up the pole, eyeing it as he holds it in his hands for a moment before looking to Ophelia who is starting to bring Mary up. Dupoe grins wickedly as he brandishes the pole, raising it up as Ophelia holds Mary's arms. Dupoe starts to close in to strike but is intercepted as Coventry does a baseball slide into Dupoe as he isn't looking. Dupoe gets slammed into the announce table from the impact, dropping the pole as Coventry moves under the ropes and takes up the pole in his hand. As Dupoe comes off the table, Coventry hits Dupoe in the gut, doubling him over. *Ophelia releases Mary as she attempts to check on Dupoe but Mary grabs her arm, spinning her around and hitting a european uppercut. Ophelia stumbles back and as she shakes the cobwebs out she is hit with a spear from Mary. Both women lay prone for a moment as Coventry surveys the damage but moves to roll back into the ring.* The Sam: Holy crap!Viva: And this is the part of the match where The Sam realizes that the two women can put on a better match then he ever could.The Sam: *Audible grumble**Heading for the opposing corner, Coventry works on getting the first pole put in place as Dupoe groggily gets to his feet, nursing his mid-section but moving to go up the ring steps. Taking up his book, Dupoe heads towards Coventry, raising the book up and swings. At the last moment though, Coventry ducks out of the way then hits Dupoe with a big right. Dropping the book, Dupoe stumbles back towards the center of the ring as Coventry hits him again, then hoists Dupoe up looking to give him a running scoop slam. Dupoe wiggles though and pushes himself down Coventry's back. Stopping, Coventry turns but is met with a swift right to the head. Stumbling slightly, Coventry is grabbed and irish whipped into the ropes. As he comes off, Dupoe meets him with a lou thesz press, raining more rights to Coventry's head as he tries to get a guard up to little avail.* The Sam: Dupoe certainly seems hellbent on giving some damage to Coventry with those right hands but McFloyd seems pretty powerless to stop them.Viva: For starters, it's Lloyd 'frickin McFloyd, second, it's a pole on a pole match. These two could beat each other till they're drooling idiots and they'd still have to put one pole on another. Mind you I doubt either one is far from my earlier description.*As Dupoe rises, he moves to push stray hairs out of his face and starts in the direction of the second pole slowly. Coventry is slow to get up, looking to see Dupoe as he starts to go about the process of removing the pole from its holder. Getting to a knee, Coventry works to get himself moving in the direction of Dupoe as he undoes the last part of the holder and removes the pole. Holding it in his hand, Dupoe starts to turn to see Coventry back on his feet.* *Looking angered, Dupoe charges at Coventry, brandishing the pole and swinging away but misses as Coventry ducks under the swing. As Dupoe turns he is met with a throat thrust which has him stumble back into the ropes but still holding on to the pole. Building a head of steam, Coventry clotheslines both he and Dupoe over the top rope onto the outside, the pole bouncing outside also but out of either man's reach.* Viva: And that's quite a spill. Coventry pulling out the stops and wants that television title. I can respect that, considering my title will be back within my grasp tonight.The Sam: I think your two opponents might take some of that to heart Viva. Mind you with Mackenzie I'm doubting he'd understand.*Coventry is the first to stir, working to push himself up to his feet as Dupoe groggily rolls his eyes and tries to get his bearings. As Coventry gets to his feet, he moves to get Dupoe up, giving him a right which causes the taller man to stumble and look to try and get away from Coventry who follows closely. Stopping at the announce table, Dupoe tries to catch his breath but Coventry grabs onto his head, slamming him into the table. Dupoe slumps, falling to the mat as Coventry looks to start pulling monitors and various items off of the table to the floor, dropping one monitor onto Dupoe's stomach as he lays prone.* The Sam: What's the meaning of this?!Viva: Hey! Touch my rice pudding and you're getting your ass kicked!The Sam: What is with you and that pudding?Viva: It's delicious and nutritious!*Giving the announce team a look, Coventry goes to hoist Dupoe up, rolling him onto the table before climbing up himself.* The Sam: I don't like the looks of this. Where's The Great Warrior when I need him?!Viva: Now that's something I thought I'd never hear in my lifetime. The Great Warrior and need in the same sentence. Ha!*Getting Dupoe to his feet, Coventry gives him a swift kick once again then hooks him in, hitting a sitout Fisherman's impaler DDT which collapses the table. Both men land hard as Dupoe clutches his head writhing in pain as Coventry lays on his back, breathing heavily.* Viva: Wow! Psychologica through the table! Coventry just kicked this up to the next level. See what I did there? Because he had the Dragonball Z...oh never mind you twit.The Sam: Cute Vincent, real cute. Now what do we do with no commentary table?!Viva: I don't know Sam, how about our jobs of commentating this match. I don't need a stinking table for that.*As both men lay prone, Mary Harper has stirred and is now moving towards the discarded pole on the floor. Bending down, she takes it up in her hands as she looks about at the crowd before moving in the direction of the men slowly, nursing her head. Ophelia at this point starts to get up as well, noting Mary as she moves in the direction of the downed men and starts to follow, Mary oblivious to her rivals awakening.* *Getting to the now destroyed table, Mary holds the pole in both hands as she bends down to check on Coventry who is starting to stir. As she does though, she doesn't notice Ophelia who has now moved behind her and grabs the pole from behind, pulling it and Mary back as she starts to choke Mary with the pole from behind.* Viva: And here's where I go holy crap. Dupoe's girl has a mean streak a mile wide it would seem.The Sam: Didn't we see this on that Lindsey Lohan movie?Viva: Whoa! There's kids watching this Sam!The Sam: I meant Meangirls, Vincent!*Coventry's eyes flutter open as Mary struggles against Ophelia but shows signs of losing conciousness as her body starts to slump and slow. Coventry looks, noting the predicament and starts to get to his feet. Ophelia sees the man starting to rise and starts to back up with Mary, panic in her eyes as Coventry starts to stalk them. Ophelia releases Mary who slumps to the floor unconcious in front of Coventry who kneels to check on her briefly before looking back at Ophelia with rage in his eyes. Ophelia drops the pole, backing away slowly.* The Sam: Coventry not looking overly happy with Ophelia taking it to his favorite nurse.*Stalking the woman, Coventry springs and grabs her by the wrist. She struggles to get out of his grip but it is apparant that she can't as he slowly starts towards the ring steps, dragging her along into the ring through the ropes. She stumbles, fearing what he will do as she pleads, getting onto her knees to try and stave off anything he might do as he starts to try and bring her to her feet.* The Sam: What's he doing Viva?! This could be horrible!Viva: I'm sure as hell not going to condone violence against women but she just choked out his...what exactly is she anyway? I mean, is she his girlfriend? Hired Help?*Starting to pull her towards him, Coventry latches onto her, starting to spin as if to give her a black hole slam but as he turns he is met with a shot to the head from the discarded pole. Falling to the mat, Coventry's brow shows blood dripping from it as Dupoe breathes heavily and looks to Ophelia then back to Coventry as he drops the pole onto the mat in the middle of the ring.* Viva: Damn! Dupoe out of nowhere with that shot! Goodnight Coventry!*Starting to get Coventry to his feet, Dupoe struggles as the man is near dead weight from the shot he was given. Still, Dupoe latches on and hoists the man up, keeping him in the air for a significant period of time. Blood dripping from Coventry's head lands on the pole, pooling a bit before Dupoe drops Coventry down onto it emphatically.* The Sam: Dear lord did you see that impact?!Viva: Coventry's sporting the crimson mask but I'm guessing when he comes to he won't be too happy that he didn't do it to himself.*Coventry's face is now smeared in blood as he lays unconcious. Dupoe meanwhile slowly takes up the pole, moving to the turnbuckle as Ophelia still looks terrified from what has occured. The ref is beside himself at this point having witnessed everything that has gone on but as Dupoe moves to climb the turnbuckle he takes the blood coated pole and hooks it into the first before slumping off the turnbuckle in exhaustion. Lloyd McFloyd calls for the bell, then for other officials as Dupoe's arm is raised, the TV title belt being handed to him which he clutches to his chest.* MM: Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner and still FAWA Television Champion, "The Envoy of Chaos" Jeremy Dupoe!Viva: Quite possibly one of the most violent pole on a pole matches in history. Oh who am I kidding who wrote this s@$!?! Next thing you know they'll be saying this was the greatest night in our industry.The Sam: You mean it isn't?Viva: Shutup Sam.*Rolling out of the ring with Ophelia, the pair limp up the ramp as Coventry and Mary are checked over. Viva: I have to hand it to Dupoe. He really pulled out the stops like Coventry did. Those two went through hell but Dupoe came out of it with that belt still and that's what counts.The Sam: And while we have Coventry helped from the ring and the mess cleaned we'll catch up with the Title Shot Tag Match...Viva: Yep. Should've taken the raid.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on May 2, 2012 17:13:30 GMT -5
El Hombre de Jazz versus Seth DrakinWritten by Bergman (Match) and Boiler Room Brawler (Commentary) The Sam: The Wheel of Misfortune is spinning tonight, Vincent.Viva: You got that right, Sam. The night is young and there is still so much more gas left in the tank.The Sam: And now, let's return to the Badd Bros. Take it away Jake and Jesse!The Sam: Did you hear that, Vincent? It'll be a Hangman's Horror!Viva: Sounds like Seth's kind of match.The Sam: It's my kinda match. I want to see that menace hung tonight!Viva: Sam, there are kids in the audience!The Sam: A kid's gotta grow up sometime, Vincent, and tonight they'll see a hung ma-Viva: Okay, okay, the joke's over.MM: The Following is a Hangman's Horror's match, The only way to win is to hang your opponent from the noose in the center of the ring. Introducing first, From Parts Unknown.... Seth Drakin!*"Hero" by Pop Evil plays and out comes Seth Drakin in wrestling tights and a T-shirt that has the Superman logo with a spraypainted black X. Seth also has a trench coat and sunglasses. The fans boo loudily as Seth smirks at their boos while walking.* The Sam: I remember when the Parts Unknown Arena was on its toes for weeks on end because of this guy.Viva: I remember how he cost El Hombre de Jazz the Freakin' Awesome Championship. Ish.*Drakin sees a sign from one fan in the front row that says "Seth Drakin sucks". Seth smiles and slaps down the sign.* The Sam: Speaking of which, did you ever find out the man who assaulted you?Viva: Nope. Not yet, and I have a feeling Frank will be too busy defending his World Heavyweight Title tonight to do much about it until afterwards.*Drakin enters the ring, climbs the turnbuckle, and then spits at one of the cameraman. Seth gets off the turnbuckle and smiles as he is signaling that he is soaking in all of the boos. He then goes and waits on the far turnbuckle for his opponent...* Viva: Well, I hope El Hombre de Jazz shows Drakin a thing or two tonight at least. He may not have my belt - hell, I don't have my belt yet - but he'll be the man of the hour if he can take out Drakin.MM: And His Opponent, from South of The Border, El Hombre De Jazz!*Yemayá begins to play as EHdJ begins a slower more calculated walk to the ring. He exchanges tense high fives with the fans, his face mask of concentration and focus. He gets on the turnbuckle and poses, as the bell rings.* The Sam: And it's time to get hung!Viva: Enough, Sam.*The men, look at each other, then the noose between them before moving to a collar and elbow tie up with Seth pushing the smaller Hombre back into the corner.* The Sam: Drakin using his superior size early on to overpower El Hombre de Jazz!*Seth holds Hombre in the corner in the collar and elbow as the ref administers a 5 count with Seth breaks cleanly from at 3. Hombre walks slowly out to the center of the ring as the two tie up again with Seth gaining the advantage throwing on a side headlock.* Viva: And Seth is wisely working on the neck for this kind of match. Though it's not about submission. Maybe it isn't wise, whatever.The Sam: Seth to the ropes, leapfrog by Hombre, armdrag to Seth!*Hombre throws on an armlock...* Viva: Seth with a headscissors... Nice escape by Hombre!The Sam: Here comes Drakin with an armdrag of his own! Hombre with the headscissors! Nip up by Drakin!Viva: That's some deft wrestling right there, Sam.*Hombre looks for a handshake, but Seth meets him with a short arm clothesline.* Viva: Seth is here for business. Sorry, Hombre.*Seth hits the ropes and launches into the air, coming down with a leg drop. He picks Hombre up and tosses him to the outside where Hombre lands with a splat on the floor.* The Sam: El Hombre de Jazz taking the match outside.Viva: Uh... I think you mean Seth.*Hombre begins to stir as Seth hits the ropes looks for a suicide dive, but Hombre gets a Feint Kick into Seth's face dazing him...* The Sam: Good counter by Hombre. He's on the apron...*Hombre goes for a slingshot sunset flip, but as he begins to fly into the ring, Seth grabs him by the head and...* Viva: Deadly DDT to the outside! The eagle has landed and it landed hard!*Seth gets a wicked look in his eyes and lifts Hombre Hombre over his shoulder looking for a Oklahoma Stampede...* Viva: This looks like all kinds of fun for Hombre's...*As Drakin runs toward the corner, Hombre slips out the back and Seth goes Headfirst into the turnbuckle.* The Sam: Hombre with another escape! Drakin is down!Viva: He's... fallen?The Sam: El Hombre de Jazz with a flying body splash to-*Seth ducks out of the way and Hombre hits his head on the ring post...* Viva: Not today.*With Hombre dazed and doubled over in pain, Seth hits the ropes and hits a running version of The Tale's End on Hombre!* The Sam: Tale's End! Tale's End!Viva: Hombre ain't getting up from that one!*Instead of going for the Noose, Seth picks Hombre up and applies The Inquisition...* Viva: Seth with the Inquisition. He wants Hombre to suffer, and he wants to send a message to anyone else who dares to oppose him!The Sam: If El Hombre de Jazz falls, then who will step up next?*As Hombre begins to fade, Seth begins tearing away at the mask, ripping it over the left eye* The Sam: He's removing El Hombre de Jazz's mask! That is the highest dishonor down in Mexico!Viva: I said Seth is here for business, but now he's just making it personal.*Instead of removing the mask Seth, begins clubbing Hombre with Crossfaces to the head, further knocking him toward unconsciousness. At that moment Seth calls for the noose to be lowered into his reach.* Viva: Looks like he's done here. Time to hang it up.The Sam: Drakin is hanging El Hombre de Jazz in front of all those women and children in the Parts Unknown Arena tonight! Does he have no heart?Viva: Well, it is the match stip.*Drakin continues raising Hombre until Hombre is on his tiptoes. Drakin laughs out loud as the bell rings.* MM: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner... Seth Drakin!*Drakin releases Hombre who collapses in a heap as Drakin motions for a mic.* The Sam: Great googly-moogly it's over.Viva: Really, Sam? This was too gruesome for you?SD: Ah, you see, it's never that easy is it Hombre, time for a little bit of wrestler's code, in this case... an eye for an eye.*Hombre remains unconscious as Seth sets his foot on the back of Hombre's head.. He slaps the broken man between the shoulder blades, causing a reflexive actions of the arms coming up. Seth grabs both arms at the wrist, lifting the upper body and head off the mat until he drives the heel of his boot into the base of the skull of Hombre, driving the head of Hombre into the mat.* SD: HAHAHAHAHA... well I guess there's only one thing to do El Hombre, it's time to show these people who you really are*Drakin begins ripping the mask of Hombre, removing it and looking to lift his face to the camera until... The Sam: It's Ryan Bergman! What's he doing in the Parts Unknown Arena?*Ryan Bergman runs in with a chair, causing Seth to bail out of the the ring.* Viva: I don't know but I think we got our next man up!SD: Well Bergman you may have spoiled a little bit of my fun, but I've still won the battle.*Drakin walks out through the crowd, holding the mask of El Hombre de Jazz as a team of EMT's come toward the ring. Bergman throws a towel over the face of Hombre as they load him on a strecher and wheel him out of the building as Bergman looks concerned.* Viva: Wheel of Misfortune, ladies and gentlemen: where it is not all fun and games, yet it is all fun and games.The Sam: Well, it’s time for Evil M’s Title Shot Challenge…Viva: Ah, but Sam, you're forgetting something.The Sam: What's that?Viva: We have another match in progress. Hopefully it's almost done.Viva: As strong as Mr. Potato Head is-The Sam: Mr. Potato.Viva: That's what I said. Anyway, Mr. Potato Head-The Sam: MR. POTATO!Viva: No need to yell.Viva: Guess the title scene won't be BUGGED after all! Haha!MM: Here are your winners, Bull Ant and Ghost Ant!Viva: Oh, great. The Ants win.The Sam: Well, I thought you said that was better than the alternative?Viva: What alternative?The Sam: You know, Coventry and Gus-Viva: DON'T SAY IT!!!!The Sam: I'm right.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on May 2, 2012 17:13:54 GMT -5
”Big sMurfy” Evil M versus Sammy Twister, Barry Toledo, and Steve RollinsWritten by Papa Smurf (Match) and Mr. Socko's Brother (Commentary) [Highway to the Danger Zone] THE SAM: Here comes Evil M!VIVA: "Big Smurfy" to his friends. Recently he announced that the Money In The Bank Or Botch briefcase he won last fall, the one that grants him a title match against the Inter-Forum Champion any time he wants, would be defended against anybody in the Freakin' Awesome Wrestling Alliance who was willing to wager something of equal or greater value. He's gonna keep defending it for a while, until he gets tired of it or decides he wants to cash in, and it starts tonight!*Evil M makes his way to the ring, escorted by two lovely ladies. A third woman walks behind him, carrying the Money in the Bank or Botch briefcase. As they enter the ring, one woman holds the ropes open for M, while another gets him a microphone.* Well here we go. I promised to defend my Money in the Bank or Botch briefcase tonight and that’s exactly what I am going to do. Earlier this week, I named my three potential opponents. So what I would like right now is for each of them to come out here.*Sammy Twister, Barry Toledo, and Steve Rollins make their way to the ring.* Gentlemen, just to be clear, Sammy. You are offering your fifties record collection, right?*Twister nods.* Barry, you are putting up your Chevy Impala?*Barry mouths “yes”.* And Steve, you are risking your home entertainment system?*Steve gives a thumbs up.* VIVA: I was the best man at Big Smurfy's almost-wedding so I hate to question his decision, but I would've asked for more. I don't think any of these guys have a hope of beating him, though.Very good. Now then, the question I’m sure you’re all asking is which of you gets to face me. The answer is all three of you. That’s right, I will bravely defend my briefcase in a four corners elimination match!THE SAM: Why, that briefcase must have driven him insane somehow! He can't beat all three of them, can he?VIVA: I hope he's got something up his sleeve. I mean, dude's 6'6" and close to 300 lbs, and he's mastered more than one style of fighting, but still...three guys? He'd better know what he's doing.*Referee Jake Kwon enters the ring and signals for the bell. M and Steve begin the match. The two lock up and Rollins quickly shoots for the leg. M comes down across his back with a double axe handle! As Rollins crumbles to the mat, M pulls him up and delivers a backbreaker! Cover… 1! 2! Kickout! THE SAM: Tell our newer fans about Evil M, ViVA.VIVA: You've got a mouth too, but okay, I'll do it. He was originally known as Evil Masked Wordlifeecw and was one of the toughest, strongest and most hardcore guys in this company! He was a two-time Hardcore Champion, but then he suffered a serious injury. While he was away he decided that hardcore matches were too risky to keep on competing in. Can't say I really blame him, since I've gone through kind of the same thing. And like I did after my injury, Evil M reinvented himself before his return, learning all he could about technical wrestling. That was enough to take him to the Championship Of Honor, which he held for almost nine months straight. And now, if he can hang onto that briefcase, it's only a matter of time before he captures the Inter-Forum title!M pulls Rollins up, but he tries to fight back. He fires off a few punches, then backs up and hit’s the ropes… but runs into a clothesline! Cover! 1! 2! M pulls Rollins up, drags him to the corner, then swings his arm into the turnbuckle! He does this a few more times, then locks in the Crossface! Rollins taps out!* Steve Rollins has been eliminated!VIVA: Nice; he took Rollins apart really quick and has still got plenty of energy left for the next guy, who is...yeah, Sammy Twister.THE SAM: I approve of this man's first name.*Twister dances into the ring and tries to take M down from behind. M holds firm and knocks Sammy back! He then picks Sammy up and drops him on the top turnbuckle with the Snake Eyes! As Sammy staggers back, M takes him down with a drop toe hold and locks in the grounded top wrist lock. Sammy manages to reach the ropes, forcing M to break the hold. He stomps Twister, then delivers a choke bomb. But before he can go for the cover, Toledo tags himself in and covers Twister! 1! 2! 3!* Sammy Twister has been eliminated!VIVA: What the hell was that?!THE SAM: Barry Toledo just eliminated his partner!VIVA: I didn't even know he could do that, but I guess Jake Kwon feels otherwise! I don't know what Toledo's thinking; I mean yeah, I get it, he wants to beat Evil M himself and get the briefcase instead of seeing Twister do it, but the smart thing would've been to see if Sammy Twister could tire Big Smurfy out and beat him up a little first. Even if Toledo had just waited for M to cover Twister, he could've run in and stomped on M's head while he was still covering. I'd like to see this guy eat a Journey To Hell just to punish him for being stupid.*M grabs Toledo, who fights him off with a jawbreaker, then a dropkick the sends M to the mat! Cover! 1! 2! Kickout! Toledo pulls M up, suplex! Cover… 1! 2! Kickout! THE SAM: He's actually doing pretty good!Toledo climbs to the top rope. As M gets to his feet, Toledo dives at him, but M moves! Toledo crashes and burns! M grabs Toledo, Cobra Clutch Backbreaker! M keeps the hold cinched in, forcing Toledo to tap out!* VIVA: Was.The winner of the match, Evil M!*M’s ladies enter the ring to celebrate with him.* VIVA: Ladies love a winner, and Big Smurfy just proved that's exactly what he is! I guess he didn't have any master plan, he was just that tough.THE SAM: One day he may even reach the same heights as I did and become Inter-Forum Champion. And although he'll never be the GREATEST Inter-Forum Champion of all time like me, maybe he can come close.VIVA: *sighs*
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on May 2, 2012 17:14:55 GMT -5
[glow=Blue,2,300] WHEEL of MISFORTUNE[/glow] [glow=Bronze,2,300] Freakin’ Awesome Championship Three-Way Dance[/glow] The General of the Monkey Army versus Vincent Van Agony versus “The Digital Dragon” Connor MackenzieWritten by Boiler Room Brawler MM: Ladies and gentlemen of the FAWA Galaxy...The Sam: Well Viva, it's time for you to put up or shut up.MM: The following match will be for the Freakin' Awesome Championship!Viva: Oh, I'll put up all right. Connor Mackenzie is holding my Freakin' Awesome Championship Belt, and I plan to take it back tonight.The Sam: What about the General of the Monkey Army?MM: First would you turn your attention to the spinning of the Wheel of Misfortune...Viva: I'll clobber him extra hard for you and your Platypus suit.The Sam: Oh, for me? Shucks.The Sam: What the hell did you boys spin this time? The Vince Russo Special? What could that possibly mean?MM: The following match will be a "Vince Russo Special Match." Judy Bagwell will be placed on a pole, where she will hold a Coal Miner's Glove. Contestants will be given Yappapi Indian Punishment Straps, and they must save Judy Bagwell, take the Coal Miner's Glove, and strike each other with the straps.The Sam: Madness in the Parts Unknown Arena!MM: Introducing first: Judy... Bagwell...The Sam: Of course, the woman of the hour: Judy Bagwell...*Judy Bagwell is carried out to the ring while a pole is erected in a corner...* The Sam: And where are those - there are the Yapapi Punishment Straps. Judy being fitted with the Coal Miner's Glove as I speak, and hoisted up on top of the pole to boot.MM: Introducing the first contestant...*21st Century Schizoid Man - King Crimson* *The General of the Monkey Army walks out with the Wind-Up Monkey. He charges straight for the ring...* The Sam: The General is on the comeback trail. Touting himself as the greatest Hardcore Champion of all time. The Hardcore Championship of course was merged with the Championship of Honor to form the Freakin' Awesome Championship...MM: Now entering the ring from Lansing, Michigan, the first challenger. Weighing 225lbs he is: The General... of the Monkey... Army!*The General slides into the ring and quickly stakes a corner for himself...* The Sam: But if he thinks he can take it off of Viva, then he's got another thing coming. Him and his little windup monkey. And put out that cigar!MM: His first opponent...*Lights go out...* *No World for Tomorrow - Coheed and Cambria* *A red spotlight highlights Viva...* The Sam: And here is the man of the hour. My broadcasting partner: Viva.*Viva charges for the ring...* MM: Making his way to the ring. Hailing from Nakatomi Headquarters and weighing 200lbs: he is your FAWA Commisioner: Vincent... Van... Agony!The Sam: The man pulled a genius move in merging the Hardcore and Honor titles together - that way he could effectively maintain them both at all times.*Viva slides in under the bottom rope and looks up at Judy Bagwell, then at the General, making the belt gesture as the lights return.* The Sam: Is he operating at full capacity this time? I think he's gonna need it tonight.*The lights go out, with a dragon's roar hitting the speakers...* *TRON Legacy R3CONF1GUR3D - 02 - Fall* *The lights return, with Connor on the stage, hood over the top half of his face as he makes his way to the ring...* MM: Introducing last; from Halifax, Novia Scotia; weighing 225lbs: he is your FAWA Freakin' Awesome Champion: "The Digital Dragon..." Connor... Mackenzie!The Sam: And then there is this young upstart that has the gall to wrestle Viva in a weakened state...*Connor climbs the ring steps and surveys the crowd...* The Sam: He can't possibly believe that he will leave the Parts Unknown Arena tonight with that belt around his waist.*Connor flips his hood up and crosses into the ring, removing the Freakin' Awesome Championship Belt...* The Sam: And here come FAWA Officials to applie the Yappapi Punishment Straps. This should suck for all parties involved, because they will have a strap attached to each arm. I think they'll kindly demonstrate what that means for all of us here tonight.*The bell rings. The General yanks on both of his Yappapi straps and rushes for Viva and Connor...* The Sam: And they're off to the races! The General with a double clothesline!*The General hops back to his feet and starts whackin Viva and Connor with the straps...* The Sam: And the General's taking them to town! Two straps in his grasp! He's coming for you, Judy, and don't let him take you!*Viva and Connor roll away in opposite directions...* The Sam: The tables are turning on the General now!*Viva and Connor pull on the opposite ends of the General, who tries but fails to resist them...* The Sam: The punishment begins on the General tonight, FAWA Galaxy!*Viva backs up to a corner and starts climbing to the top...* The Sam: Viva going high risk a bit early here, but this is the Freakin' Awesome Championship, right?*Viva stands on top of the turnbuckle and leaps, but Connor pulls the General out of the way...* The Sam: Viva on his feet, think fast!*The General uses the slack to grab Connor's strap and yank him towards Viva, but Connor stops short at the General...* The Sam: Connor with a high knee to the General!*Viva takes part of a strap and charges at Connor...* The Sam: And Viva capitalizes with a strap-assisted neckbreaker! He has the Digital Dragon by the throat now!*The General gets back up and takes part of his strap to choke Viva...* The Sam: It's a choke chain in the squared circle! There's kids in the audience!*The General gets Viva off of Connor, who collapses to the mat to catch his breath. The General, with the strap in one hand, grabs his other strap and stars whacking Viva across the face, back and forth...* The Sam: I once dated a girl who was into this stuff.*The General DDTs Viva to the mat and looks up at Judy Bagwell...* The Sam: And something tells me she isn't into the General, or those Yappapi Straps.*The General climbs up onto the bottom rope and motions for the second...* The Sam: Wait, Judy's looking a little... "buff" if I may say so myself...*The General reaches the top rope and starts climbing the pole...* The Sam: And her hair has seen better days.*The General reaches up for Judy, but then Connor springs up and yanks his arm away with the strap...* The Sam: Oh, why couldn't you stay down?*The General hangs onto the pole with the other arm and his legs, but then Viva gets up and yanks the other arm. The General hangs onto the pole with his legs, but is upside down...* The Sam: Uh oh... This looks bad for the General! He's in a tree of woe!*Viva and Connor look at each other and then join together to create slack with the third strap and start hammering away at the General...* The Sam: It's a barrage of Yappapi Punishment! I wonder if the General ever suffered this at the hands of the Platypus Army!*Viva and Connor keep beating on the General until he lets go of the pole and falls to the mat.* The Sam: And the General's down.
Wait, Viva with a double leg takedown!
And he wraps the strap around Connor's ankles! He has immobilized the Dragon! Go for Judy, Viva!*Viva starts climbing to the top rope...* The Sam: Still, there's something not quite right about Judy Bagwell tonight...*Viva reaches the top and starts climbing the pole...* The Sam: Uh oh, Connor got his feet free! Watch out Viva!*Connor walks over to the General and grabs his straps, putting pressure on Viva, who looks down at Connor...* The Sam: Don't do it, Connor! The man has a family! I think.*Connor climbs up to the top rope, every strap in hand and the General dazedly getting up...* The Sam: Oh no, Connor's gonna do it!*Connor leaps out of the ring, taking Viva and the General with him. He rolls along the ground, but Viva smacks flops against the ground, while the General is pulled to the ropes and is leaning over them...* The Sam: The Digital Dragon just crashed! And he took Viva and the General with him!*Connor gets to his feet, as does the General through leverage...* The Sam: Viva, you can't just lie there like a slug, do something!*The General voluntarily falls backwards, driving Connor facefirst into the apron...* The Sam: Yes! No! I mean - go get them Viva!*The General takes a strap and forms a minor noose around Connor's neck, lifting him up off the ground...* The Sam: And now the General is hanging the Digital Dragon! Now's the time to capitalize, Viva!*The General crouches down, increasing leverage, and he rams his knee into Connor's back.* The Sam: How much more can the impostor Freakin' Awesome Champion take?*Viva starts getting up as the General presses his feet against Connor's back and wrenches back for more leverage...* The Sam: The only thing saving Connor Mackenzie from a bad end tonight is the flexibility of those ropes!*Viva climbs onto the apron...* The Sam: And here comes the General.*Viva whips a strap around the back of the General's head and yanks him forward into the pole.* The Sam: General, meet pole! Now go get Judy, Viva, and take this match home!*The General slumps over the middle rope to recover while Viva climbs to the top rope and then onto the pole...* The Sam: Wait, there's not enough strap! Connor's all the way on the ground! How is Viva supposed to get Judy Bagwell and the Coal Miner's Glove?*Viva slides down the pole and hops down to the apron. Connor leans over the apron as Viva drops down next to him...* The Sam: Connor with an elbow! And Viva's head meets the ring post!
Ha, but Connor's too choked up to do much more!*The General stands up, hops over the top rope, and takes Connor down with a clothesline.* The Sam: This fight is entirely outside now, but can Viva get it back into the ring?*The General grabs Viva and rolls him into the ring while Connor is down...* The Sam: And the General makes the move.*The General grabs Connor as he stands up and rolls him into the ring. Viva and Connor start getting up as the General rolls into the ring himself...* The Sam: Hopefully they'll stop the General here.*The General runs up to Connor, who catches him and does a backwards flip...* The Sam: Connor with the BSOD to The Gen- Codebreaker to the General from Viva!
The General has got to be out of this match!*Connor grabs Viva across the chest and does another backwards flip...* The Sam: Son of a- BSOD to Viva!*Connor looks at the two downed opponents, then up at Judy Bagwell...* The Sam: This can't be happening! Viva and the General are both down!*Connor starts climbing. Bottom rope, second rope, top rope...* The Sam: Somebody, anybody, stop that man! He is not your Freakin' Awesome Champion - I don't care what the recordbooks say!*Connor starts climbing the pole...* The Sam: Hey, I think I saw Viva open his eye a little...*Connor reaches up to Judy Bagwell...* The Sam: If he saves Judy Bagwell, he'll have the Coal Miner's Glove, and then he'll be moments from victory!*Connor grabs Judy Bagwell's foot and starts helping her down...* The Sam: Dammit! Hurry up, Viva. Or the General at this rate.*Connor descends down the pole with Judy Bagwell and then onto the mat.* The Sam: Now she's taking off the Coal Miner's Glove! We're in Phase Two!*Viva spings to his feet and, stumbling, spears Judy Bagwell through the ropes. Connor is pulled along, ramming up against the ropes.* The Sam: Yes! Viva to the rescue!*Connor stands back up straight and looks over at Viva...* The Sam: What the hell? Judy Bagwell was wearing a wi- Hey, that's not Judy Bagwell!
That's not Judy Bagwell at all! That's Sammy Twister!*Viva pushes up and takes the Coal Miner's glove away from Sammy Twister.* The Sam: Put it on Viva! Put it on and whack Connor - or the General - right in the face!*As the General starts getting up, Viva almost has the glove on when Connor dropkicks it off and away from both of them...* The Sam: Dammit, Connor! Stay down and admit you can't beat greatness!*The General gets up and dives through the ropes for the Coal Miner's Glove.* The Sam: And the General with the interception!*The General dazedly tries to put on the Coal Miner's Glove as Viva and Connor get up and race for the General...* The Sam: This is utter chaos! Who will get the Coal Miner's Glove on and whack his opponents with his Apple Pie Straps?*The General stands up and...* The Sam: Monkey's Paw to Connor!
Purple Sticky Punch to The General! The return of a classic!*Viva grabs onto the General's hand and forcibly takes the Coal Miner's Glove away...* The Sam: The General's not down though, Viva!
Monkey's Paw to Viva!
Oh no, the Coal Miner's Glove is in the crowd!*The General drags Connor behind him to climb over the guard rail when...* The Sam: Wait, is that Caleb Fourchon again?
It is! It's him and that Browneye the Blunder Mutt!
Can't he see there's an important match - an important title match on the line right now?*Bruno has the Coal Miner's Glove in its mouth and brings it to Caleb when the General walks up and demands the glove...* The Sam: Give it to him, you Cajun clown!*The General aggressively prods Caleb in the chest and demands the glove, when Viva and Connor violently yank Caleb back to the guardrail, toppling him over it.* The Sam: Caleb sure got lucky he wasn't clobbered.*Caleb looks around with the Coal Miner's Glove and points around until the cheers direct him towards the ring...* The Sam: Let's see a bullet with Viva's name on it!*Caleb chucks the glove towards the contestants, and the Coal Miner's Glove is caught by...* The Sam: Connor catches the Coal Miner's Glove! Quick, Viva!*Viva quickly runs up and catches Connor with...* The Sam: The Long Kiss Goodnight! Long Kiss Goodnight to Connor! Have a good one!*Viva looks around and puts the glove on, then gathers some strap slack...* The Sam: He's just two whacks with the Yappapi Straps away from victory!*Viva looks over at Connor and swings down but...* The Sam: What? Connor caught the strap! That's not fair!*Viva struggles to yank the strap away from Connor, who takes a strap of his own, but it's attached to the General, who uses the leverage to stand up...* The Sam: The self-proclaimed Greatest Hardcore Champion of All Time is still in this match, but Viva is close to winning the battle!*The General hangs back, then uses the resistance to propel himself at Connor and Viva, who move out of the way, resulting in the General diving headfirst into the ringpost and collapsing...* The Sam: That's it. The General has got to be out of this match! There's no way he can take any more!*Viva uses the slack from his strap attached to the General to whip Connor...* The Sam: Bull! Absolute bull! How can Connor catch both straps?*Connor pulls Viva towards him and...* The Sam: Spinning Impaler to Viva? This is absolute madness! That's enough!*The Sam takes off his headset...* The Sam: Hey, Connor, I got something for ya!*Connor turns around to face The Sam, who makes rude gestures at Connor, when Viva gets up and takes Connor down with another Long Kiss Goodnight. The Sam returns to the announce booth.* The Sam: There we go. Now finish this for the last time, Viva!*Viva makes a throat slashing motion before taking two straps and whacking the General and then Connor. Referee John Creed calls for the bell.* *No World For Tomorrow - Coheed and Cambria* MM: Here is your winner and NEW Freakin' Awesome Champion: Vincent. Van. Agony!The Sam: Wow! Viva did it! He actually won the Freakin' Awesome Championship back!*Viva celebrates in the ring as Referee John Creed raises his hand and Sammy Twister dances...* The Sam: Viva is now a two-time Freakin' Awesome Champion. Do you see this, FAWA Galaxy? This is the face of the Freakin' Awesome Division...*Viva chases off Sammy Twister, then raises the Freakin' Awesome Championship belt over his head and continues celebrating...* The Sam: He is your FAWA Commissioner. He is one half of your FAWA Announce team. And now he is your Freakin' Awesome Ch-*The lights go out, as does the sound of the generator...* The Sam: Hey! What gives? We have a celebration here!*The Parts Unknown Arena fills with green light...* The Sam: Who dares to interrupt the Freakin' Awesome Champion in his moment of triumph? This is an outrage!*Runaway - Hail the Villain* The Sam: Who the hell?*A man slides into the ring behind Viva...* The Sam: Behind you, Viva!*The lights return to normal and standing behind Viva is...* The Sam: Gus Richlen! Gus Richlen is behind you Veev-*Gus Richlen spins Viva around, clasps his hand over Viva's throat, and chokeslams him to the mat...* The Sam: Viva is down! Viva is down! Someone come to his aid!*Gus Richlen looks down on Viva, then leaves the ring while paramedics rush to Viva, who sits up in a daze...* The Sam: Gus Richlen throwing down the gauntlet with Viva. Does he have no class? Couldn't he have waited until... never?*Viva is helped to his feet, but he climbs out of the ring by himself and heads for the announce table...* The Sam: What the hell was that, Viva! You won your belt back, but Richlen couldn't let you have your moment. Doesn't that piss you off?Viva: I'm still catching my breath, Sam... He brought war to me tonight, and I'm ready to fight fire with fire. No more of this sucker punch shit... You want me?
...you got me, but it better be in that squared circle...
You hear me, Gus?The Sam: Shall we move on, Viva?Viva: Yeah, yeah...
I almost have my breath again. Time to get back into character, right?The Sam: Eh?
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on May 2, 2012 17:15:18 GMT -5
”Handsome“ Whitey Fats versus Square II Written by Square The Sam: What the? The Fallen are invading the Wheel of Misfortune room!Viva: I'm just glad my match is over. Suck it Fallen.Michael Muffer: The following contest is set for one fall and is a dog collar match. Entering the ring first from Starke, Florida weighingin at 270 pounds Whitey Fats!*No Love hits as Whitey appears alone, carrying his pimp cane more like a drawn sword than walking stick waiting for a Square attack* Viva: After everything that Square has done over the past few weeks there is no man that wouldn't be wary walking down to that ringThe Sam: Square put a man in the hospital, set his limousine on fire, sent hundreds of texts, e-mails, phonecalls, tweets and just last week hit the Squareplosion on Cynnamon all for this rematch. Is Whitey prepared for this?Viva: Of course not, not only did he have days to prepare but he didn't have a clue what the stipulation was. But the thing that makes Whitey so dangerous is his intellegence in that ring, he can change his whole gameplan in seconds during a match if he sees a flaw he will exploit it and normally that is enough to get the victory for him.The Sam: How do you think the stipulation of the dog collar match will affect him?Viva: Wrestling wise it will affect him a lot, the collar means that you are unable to spin or run which can cause problems for you. Plus Whitey will know the damage this match can do, there has only ever been one dog collar match in FAWA history. It was a tag team match in 2009 and 3 of the 4 men involved retired in two years of that match, each citing that specific match as a major factor as to why they each retired early. The only survivor of that match is his opponent tonight.*Whitey is now stood in the ring, still cane in hand, with the referee going over the rules of the match before the collar is placed across is neck* Michael Muffer: And his opponent, from Preston, England. He weighs in at 210 pounds. This is Square!*I Don't Care blares out the speakers to announce the arrival of the British brawler and out he comes hood up and stands back to the crowd with a half pole in his hand. He poses with the pole and turns around* The Sam: Wait a second, that isn't Square!*Square appears on the ring apron, chair in hand, and throws it clocking Whitey in the side of the head knocking him down. Square climbs onto the top turnbuckle and lands a top rope leg drop. He grabs the chair and drives it into Whitey's chair over and over again before the ref pulls him off. Square slides out of the ring and starts to throw numerous weapons including ladders, tables, kendo sticks and trash cans into the ring before pulling out his weapon of choice the half pole. As Square rolls back into the ring Whitey has gotten up with a trash can in hand, smashing it on the floor narrowly missing Square's head. He moves to repeat his attack but Square gets a hold of the chain and pulls it forcing Whitey to land head first into the can.* The Sam: Square has the chain and is whipping away over Whitey's back, this is getting brutal to watch and the match hasn't even started yet!Viva: This is the culmination of 4 years of resentment for Square. The last match was his attempt to prove that he was better than the man he sees as a carbon copy, but after the loss something in Square snapped and we are seeing everything wicked inside of Square coming out at the moment.*The referee pulls Square off and after threatening to call the match off Square finally places the dog collar around his neck as the referee calls for the bell. Square moves back as far the chain will let him. Slowly, with the help of the ropes, Whitey gets up and as Square goes in for the kill Whitey lands a right hand that startles and continues with the rights before picking up a kendo stick and swings hitting Square square in the centre of his head dropping him to his knees. Whitey moves in closer and wraps the chain over his fist then drives it it numerous times into Square's forehead, causing a section over his right eye to get cut and start to heavily bleed. Whitey pushes over Square and covers for a 2 count* Viva: You know this is all your fault Sam?The Sam: WHAT?! How can I be blamed for this?Viva: Well this all started when Whitey and TTS beat Square and Starshine for the tag titles, and that was because of you tripping Starshine up. So you were the cataylst that started all of this. Feel proud? The Sam: Slightly*Whitey gets up whilst Square is still on a knee, Whitey grabs the head of Square but gets a low blow for his troubles. Square gets to his feet and pulls Whitey onto his shoulders and hits the L7* The Sam: L7! Whitey is done for, Square has the cover; 1, 2, NO! Whitey kicked out!Viva: That must have taken the wind out of Square's sails, he gave one of his best moves and Whitey kicked out*Square pulls up Whitey and pushes him away, he runs towards him full pelt elbow out looking for the Squareplosion but Whitey moves to the side and uses Square's momentum to throw Square over the rope making the chain become a noose. He pulls hard, leaning back, as Square continues to struggle until after 30 seconds the struggling stops as the referee calls for the bell* Michael Muffer: The winner of this match, Whitey Fats!*No Love plays as Square is released from the chain, falling like a sack of potatoes to the ground with a thud. Whitey wipes the blood from his head as he holds one hand in the air. Medical officials run down to check on Square who is still unresponsive on the arena floor* The Sam: Whitey once again gets the victory over Square, and what a sick way.Viva: Win at all costs, simple as that*Whitey leaves the ring, chain still attached as Square is shown on the apron showing signs of life. Whitey poses on the ramp with the chain in hand*
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on May 2, 2012 17:15:59 GMT -5
[glow=Blue,2,300] World Title #1 Contender Match[/glow] Ryan Blood versus El Hijo de Boiler Room BrawlerWritten by Mr. Socko’s Brother The Sam: At the end of the night, either Frank Castle or Jonathan Michaels will be the World Heavyweight Champion!Viva: It'll be Frank. But as you were saying, this next match is gonna decide who faces the champion for his title next: El Hijo de Boiler Room Brawler, or Ryan Blood. Now if you haven't been following the shows for the last month then what the hell is wrong with you?! But hey, at least you finally came around and joined us for Wheel of Misfortune, so here's the story...
Seth Drakin turned out to be the guy who was assaulting and in some cases severely injuring FAWA talent, ten wrestlers in all. He's got a vendetta against this company because he's stupid. I know I'm supposed to be unbiased and s***, but come on, I'm the COMMISSIONER, and when you declare war on the FAWA you declare war on me!The Sam: And on me, since I'm the GM!Viva: Way to strike terror into their hearts, Sammy. Anyway, Ryan Blood joined forces with him because he's also stupid, and he declared his stupidity by attacking Boiler Room Brawler from behind, as well as his in-ring representative and bodyguard, El Hijo de Boiler Room Brawler.The Sam: Have we found out if that's actually his, y'know, hijo?Viva: If you feel comfortable asking our boss and his enforcer for DNA and hiring a lab to compare the samples, go ahead. In the meantime, BRB was in kind of a tough position; Ryan Blood was already booked in a #1 contender's match qualifier later that night, and to pull him out so abruptly would've been a pain in the ass. All BRB could do was let the match take place. Blood won, and that's why he'll be wrestling any minute now for the #1 contender's spot. But BRB has got him facing El Hijo de BRB. Considering what a force that guy's been since getting here, Blood is gonna have a hard time beating him.MM: The following contest will determine the #1 contender for the FAWA World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, hailing from Mexico City, Mexico, and weighing in at 400 lbs...EL HIJO DE BOILER ROOM BRAWLER!*"Another Body Murdered" - Faith No More & Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.* *Red and yellow light floods the arena, and Hijo de Boiler Room Brawler appears at the top of the ramp and storms his way to the ring, with pyrotechnic explosions following him all the way down! He climbs over the top rope to get in the ring, and as the lights return to normal and Muffer is opening his mouth, the tron comes to life and we see Seth Drakin at the Wheel!* The Sam: First blood?Viva: Well played Drakin. Well played.Seth Drakin: Wow - a First Blood Match - I'm surprised!!!![/quote] *While EHdBRB is watching the tron, cameras catch Ryan Blood making his way out of the crowd and hopping the guardrail. He slides into the ring, hits EHdBRB with a chop block and...nothing! EHdBRB, still standing, slowly turns around and glares down at his opponent!* The Sam: Oh my god, that didn't seem to hurt El Hijo at all!Viva: This guy is...not normal. In a deadly way. Even with the deck stacked in Ryan's favour by that "First Blood" stipulation, this won't be easy.*Blood's stunned that his opponent didn't fall down, but he quickly somersaults backward onto his feet and ducks a hook from EHdBRB, hitting him with a roundhouse kick to the leg, and a second, and a third, and a fourth, and a fifth, and EHdBRB whirls around and turns Blood inside out with a clothesline!* Viva: EL HIJO JUST f***ING DESTROYED BLOOD WITH THAT CLOTHESLINE!!!The Sam: And he's not done!*EHdBRB reaches down and closes his hand around Blood's neck! He pulls Blood onto his feet, and then lifts him high into the air, still using only one hand--BIG CHOKE SLAM FROM EL HIJO DE BOILER ROOM BRAWLER!* Viva: If this were a normal match, that would get three for sure!The Sam: Now all he needs to do is cover and--oh yeah, that's right...*EHdBRB covers, and then remembers that he can't win that way when he notices Johnson isn't counting. Cursing himslf as an "idiota", he whips a groggy Blood into the ropes on the announce table side of the ring! Blood spills over the top rope, and EHdBRB raises one leg over the top rope on the hard camera side (a la Kevin Nash) to go to the outside...he does not see that Blood has grabbed the top rope and is skinning the cat to reenter the ring, though! As EHdBRB brings his other leg over the top rope and is about to jump down to the arena floor, Ryan charges at him and crashes into his back with a spear that sends EHdBRB falling off the apron and landing headfirst on the security barrier! Blood backs up, gets a running start and flies through the rop and middle ropes to smash into EHdBRB with a suicide dive that sends both him and Blood over the barrier!* Viva: Ryan Blood just slammed into the big guy at top speed twice in a row, and that did some damage!*Both men pick themselves up at about the same time, while most of the fans give them a wide berth to brawl, and the diminutive "Spud" Verne Johnson finallly joins them on the other side of the barrier by setting up a chair and using it as a stepladder. Blood also grabs a chair and smashes it across the spine of EHdBRB--who seems completely unaffected by it and turns around to catch Blood in a big bear hug and start squeezing! Johnson rushes up and checks to see if either competitor is bleeding (they aren't)* Viva: You know, a lot of the time I like to talk about what I'd do against this guy or that guy when I'm calling his match, but El Hijo de Boiler Room Brawler makes that impossible, because this guy is just like the goddamn Terminator sometimes! I mean, I could talk about targeting a certain pressure point to stop him, but against all the laws of nature Hijo de BRB would just shrug that kind of attack off!The Sam: Maybe you can tell me this instead, then: why is that move called a bear hug? I've been attacked by bears on more than one occasion, and none of them tried to hug me like that. They tried to bite me and claw me to pieces, which is almost completely unlike a hug.Viva: I don't know, Sammy. I hear ya, though; this whole city went to hell after we decided to stop funding the Bear Patrol. Those furry f***s were just waiting for us to let our guard down so they could move in.*Ryan cries out as EHdBRB cranks up the pressure. After almost thirty seconds in EHdBRB's grip Blood finally summons the strength to bring his hands up and clap them over EHdBRB's ears! The first time he does it, the in-ring representative of Boiler Room Brawler doesn't seem to even notice, but the second time EHdBRB seems to falter before ratcheting the pressure back up. Seeing that he's finally doing some damage, Blood goes for the ears again and again until EHdBRB lets him go and staggers away. Blood lets out an enormous gasp as he sinks to the concrete, gulping in lungfuls of air* The Sam: Hey, that actually worked!Viva: But is Blood able to press the advantage, or did that bear hug take too much out of him?*EHdBRB turns around and goes to put Blood down with a big boot, but Blood ducks and punches him between the legs! EHdBRB initially doesn't react, standing very still...and then he cluthes his groin and hunches over* Viva: That's just...I mean...HOW DID HE EVEN STAND FOR FIVE SECONDS AFTER GETTING PUNCHED IN THE BALLS?!!The Sam: Calm down!*Seeing his opponent really vulnerable for the first time in the match, Blood takes advantage by bulldogging him onto the concrete floor! Blood checks his face, but EHdBRB is still not busted open. Blood hooks his fingers around the left eyehole of EHdBRB's mask and starts tearing at it, making the hole even bigger and exposing a good portion of his opponent's forehead and scalp!* Viva: Blood ripping away part of that mask, I guess so Johnson will see it if he busts El Hijo open, and to give himself a target. He could try to make his opponent bleed from the arm or chest or back, of course, but it's much easier to go after the head.The Sam: I just realized who is definitely not this man's father, ViVA!Viva: Who?The Sam: Steve Corino.Viva: You're right, he probably isn't.*EHdBRB is beginning to come around and Blood blasts him with a rolling elbow as he's on one knee, then goes for a discus clothesline--EHdBRB grabs him with a brain claw! Blood struggles with all his might, but can't get free as EHdBRB squeezes tighter and tighter, slowly rising to his feet and pulling Blood up with him so that the smaller man's legs are soon dangling in the air as he tries to fight out of the hold!* Viva: I seriously wouldn't be surprised if we saw Ryan Blood's skull cave in any second! I have no idea how he's still conscious with the kind of pressure El Hijo de BRB's applying!*Finally, Blood is able to bring his hands up and force his opponent's fingers apart so that he can drop to the floor. BLOOD SPITS GREEN MIST INTO THE EYES OF EL HIJO DE BOILER ROOM BRAWLER! EHdBRB claws at his face, and Blood half-stumbles, half-crawls back toward the ring* The Sam: He might be blinded for the duration of the match! It's like I always say: "The eyes are the groin of the head."*EHdBRB has gotten a water bottle from a fan and is trying to wash the mist out of his eyes. Partially successful, he looks around and sees Blood waiting for him at ringside, having armed himself with a pipe* RYAN BLOOD: C'MON, YOU GIANT PIECE OF S***! GET OVER HERE!*EHdBRB obliges, getting back to the security barrier and climbing over it. Blood charges him and bashes him in the leg with the pipe again and again and again! EHdBRB almost falls, but headbutts Blood to stop the assault. Blood sprawls backward and falls. EHdBRB starts to advance on him, but the leg that Blood just worked over gives out and he crumples to the floor!* Viva: Well, it took a ton of pipe shots, but Blood seems to have taken El Hijo de BRB's leg out, at least for now.*Johnson once again climbs over the little-person-unfriendly security barrier and goes to check on first EHdBRB and then Ryan Blood, determining that neither one of them is bleeding yet. Blood is back on his feet and picks up the steel ring steps. He charges at EHdBRB, intending to crush him between the steps and the barrier, but EHdBRB rolls out of the way at the last second and the steps slam into the barrier with a resounding metallic boom! The impact forces Blood to release his grip on them* The Sam: I have to think that that would've done it, but against El Hijo de BRB I can't say for sure!*Turning to see EHdBRB struggling to get up, Blood slides into the ring, climbs to the top rope, and flies off to the outside to drop an elbow onto the back of EHdBRB, sending him back down!* Viva: He got some great hang time on that elbow drop! That might just keep El Hijo de BRB down for a while...*Blood takes his time getting up; the match so far has clearly taken a toll, as he's breathing heavily and wincing in pain as he straightens up. Slowly, he turns to look at EHdBRB, who is still down and not moving. Ryan reaches under the ring apron and pulls out...AN ICE PICK!* The Sam: Now THAT will make a person bleed!Viva: Do people even use those things on ice any more? I think this is the first time I've ever seen one.*With a mad grinning spreading across his face, Ryan goes to stab a rising EHdBRB in the back with the ice pick--EHdBRB whirls around and stops Blood with a brain chop! Blood's knocked off his feet and his momentum causes him to slide a short distance across the ringside mats, while the ice pick goes flying away* Viva: A second slower and Ryan Blood would've won this!*EHdBRB advances on Blood, lifts him up and seats him on top of the security barrier, and begins punching him as the crowd counts along! The tenth punch from EHdBRB knocks Blood off of the barrier, causing him to fall back to the floor at ringside. Johnson examines Blood, who is miraculously still not leaking any of his namesake!* Viva: You've gotta be kidding me! We've talked about how tough El Hijo de BRB is, but how is Blood still not busted open?!*With Johnson informing him that his opponent still isn't bleeding, EHdBRB slams his hands on top of the apron in frustration! He notices the ice pick lying on the floor near the entrance ramp, and begins walking over to retrieve it* The Sam: This is a good idea. Hoist Blood by his own petard, by which I mean stab him with his own ice pick.*EHdBRB grabs the pick and turns around to go after Blood again...but Ryan's nowhere to be seen!* Viva: Blood ducked under the ring while his opponent's back was turned!The Sam: I salute that man's sneakiness! Uh, not that I want him to win and go on to take the title or anything...*The big man looks all around. He looks over the side of the barrier to see if Blood's in the crowd, but no luck. He looks under the ring, but doesn't see Blood there either--because Blood is just emerging from beneath the ring on the side nearest the announce table! And Blood is wrapping a heavy chain around one of his feet while crouched behind some ring steps* Viva: This...this could be bad for El Hijo de BRB if it works.*EHdBRB starts making a circuit of the ringside area, glancing left and right as he walks, with Blood lying in position to ambush him. Just as EHdBRB walks past the ring steps Blood is crouching behind and turns to look in his direction--TURBOLASER BLAST TO THE FACE OF EL HIJO DE BOILER ROOM BRAWLER!* The Sam: He got all of that one!Viva: He's falling toward us Sam, look out!*EHdBRB staggers backwards into the announce table and instinctively throws his hands behind him to grab the table and steady himself, as ViVA and The Sam both get out of their seats and back away. EHdBRB regains his balance, but has dropped the ice pick and is open to be hit with ANOTHER Turbolaser Blast, the chain-wrapped foot connecting with his face again! Blood takes a step back and nails him with a THIRD Turbolaser Blast, rocking the big man and causing him to sink to one knee. A FOURTH Turbolaser Blast sends him down to all fours!* Viva: FOUR Turbolaser Blast superkicks in a row from Ryan Blood with that chain wrapped around his foot have got the big man down and...oh holy crap, did not even that bust him open?!The Sam: No it didn't, but that will!*Blood scoops up the ice pick, and just as EHdBRB looks up he STABS THE ICE PICK INTO EHDBRB'S SCALP! The giant goes down as a gusher of blood sprays out from the wound. Johnson sees it and signals for the bell* The Sam: Yuck, some of it got on my shirt!MM: Here is your winner and Number One Contender for the World Heavyweight Championship... RYAN BLOOD!*Blood doesn't stick around, climbing over the barrier and disappearing into the crowd...* Viva: I gotta give him credit. He rigged the match into a stip he stood a chance at.The Sam: This is despicable. Is El Hijo de Boiler Room Brawler going to take this lying down?Viva: He's still on his feet, so no.*EHdBRB looks at the blood trickling from his head and looks on as Ryan Blood continues escaping...* The Sam: This is the second time that El Hijo de Boiler Room Brawler has lost.Viva: He lost the match, but he wasn't beated, if you catch me drift. Blood and Drakin had a plan, and El Hijo de Boiler Room Brawler couldn't power his way through it. A win's a win...*EHdBRB storms out of the ring and heads up the ramp...* Viva: Last I checked Brawler is not in the Parts Unknown Arena tonight, so what will El Hijo de Boiler Room Brawler do tonight?
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on May 2, 2012 17:17:31 GMT -5
[glow=Silver,2,300] Interforums Championship[/glow] The Smokin‘ Vokoun versus “The Head Detective” Aaron EnigmaWritten by Mr. Socko’s Brother Viva: Well, it's time to move on, Sam. It's almost time for the Inter-Forum Championship match between my boy Smokin' Vokoun and Dick.The Sam: A.k.a. "The Head Detective" Aaron Enigma.Viva: Yeah, I like to call him Dick. What, you never watched any film noir, Sammy? That's what they called detectives: "dicks".
Anyway, let's go back to The Animated Pay-Per-View and watch what happened the last time Dick and Smokey faced one another, in a triple threat match that also involved "Big Smurfy", Evil M.Viva: Boiler Room Brawler did suspend Smokey for that, but after Dick recovered he started campaigning to bring Smokey back and even give him another shot at the IF title just so he, Dick, could give Smokey the same kind of beating Smokey gave him. The FAWA Galaxy got behind it, they've been chanting for Smokey's return for weeks, and now finally he's back. Dick might regret asking for this.*As ViVA finishes talking, the tron once again comes to life. A battered, but smiling, Ryan Blood reenters the room with the wheel...* Viva: Boiler Room Brawl! You know that tired old saying "two men enter, one man leaves"? Well, that's how this kind of match works; Smokey and the Dick are gonna be sent into the middle of this building's boiler room, and the goal is to fight your way to the door and leave.The Sam: I'm getting word that we happen to have a cameraman backstage--Viva: [mock surprise] Holy crap, what's a CAMERAMAN doing THERE?!The Sam: --AND, he's approaching the doors to the boiler room!*We're treated a shot of the cameraman's point of view as he runs down the hall, rounding a corner to see referee Will Alponzo stationed outside the door of the boiler room holding the Inter-Forum title belt. Alphonzo gestures at the door, which is muffling shouts, bangs, crashes, and groans. The cameraman opens the door and jogs in to see Aaron and Smokey slugging it out!* Viva: Doesn't look like we missed too much so far! Look at those two going at it!*Smokey begins to wear down Aaron, and throws him into one of the boilers! Enigma crashes into it and is dazed, but as Smokey charges at him he suddenly comes to life and runs forward to meet the Chicago native with a running high knee strike!* The Sam: Aaron got all of that! Smokin' Vokoun's down!*Enigma picks up a metal stepladder and brings it down hard across the back of Smokin' Vokoun! He pulls Smokey up for a back suplex, but Smokey suddenly comes to life and counters it into a bulldog on the concrete floor! Enigma is BUSTED WIDE OPEN!* Viva: That's Smokey for ya: insanely tough! You can hit him with everything you can get your hands on, and you might knock him down, but it's really hard to make him stay down!The Sam: And now Aaron is getting bloodstains all over the pristine floor of the Parts Unknown Arena's boiler room. He isn't winning any points with our award-winning janitorial staff!Viva: "Award-winning"?The Sam: Yes, just last week they received "The Sam Award For Excelling In The Field Of Excellence, And Also In The Field Of Janitorism". They were asking for a raise, but I decided to go the extra mile and give them something infinitely more valuable, something that transcends mundane money, something they can tell their grandchildren about!*Laughing, Smokey picks up Enigma and rushes him forward to slam him facefirst into a big transformer!* Viva: And the dick smashes into that transformer!The Sam: I think that was an Autobot.Viva: It's an electrical transformer, not a robot.The Sam: Are you sure, ViVA? We just had Optimus Prime in the building last month! Who's to say that transformer is not also a Transformer???Viva: Fine, maybe it is. Just as long as he or she or it keeps on doing its part to power the building.*Enigma gets a hand on the transformer to hold himself up, but he's on wobbly legs. Smokey starts heading for the door...* Viva: Smokey's got his eyes on the prize! He could stay and beat up on dick some more, but he's also done that. What he hasn't done yet is win the Inter-Forum Championship.*Smokey's gotten ten feet away, but then he hears something behind him and turns around--ENIGMA BARRELS INTO SMOKEY AND TACKLES HIM TO THE GROUND, HAMMERING AWAY WITH LEFTS AND RIGHTS!* The Sam: Wow, Aaron Enigma seems pretty angry.Viva: Yeah, maybe, possibly, it has something to do with that video package we showed before the match. Were you paying attention?!The Sam: [defensively] I'll have you know that I was sleeping on the job, thank you very much!*Smokin' Vokoun protects himself as best he can and finally flips over so that he's on top of Aaron, unloading on the Head Detective with brutal punches of his own! And we now see that Smokin' Vokoun is also BUSTED WIDE OPEN!* Viva: It wouldn't be a Smokey match without blood!*Aaron stops Smokey's barrage with a headbutt, and rolls away to grab a crowbar lying on the floor. Smokey's recovered now, he advances on Enigma...ENIGMA SWINGS THE CROWBAR UP AND CATCHES SMOKEY RIGHT ON THE JAW WITH IT!* The Sam: Owwch!Viva: A shot that hard might've broken Smokey's jaw! And Smokey's jaw is like titanium.*Wobbling back and forth, Smokey falls victim to a spinning backfist from Enigma! He's spun around and stumbles several steps before falling to a knee* Viva: Dick's actually doing pretty good...right now...The Sam: And he's not done!*Enigma grabs a metal pole of some kind off of a stack of them nearby, and swings at Smokey--Smokey gets his hands up to catch it, though, and wrests it away, jabbing it into Aaron's stomach! Aaron doubles over and sinks to both knees. With a roar, Smokey runs up and swings the pole, blasting Aaron full in the face!* Viva: Smokey with some payback for that crowbar shot!The Sam: I don't know what that pole is designed for, but it makes a really effective Aaron-Enigma-Stopping-Device! Maybe there's a market for that, depending on how many other Aaron Enigmas there are, and how many people with disposable income want to stop those Aaron Enigmas.*Smokey chuckles and notices a stack of packing crates nearby. He whips Aaron into the crates--ENIGMA REVERSES! Smokin' Vokoun slams into the crates, knocking over the entire stack and winding up partially buried beneath them!* The Sam: Damn, I wonder what was in those crates! If Smokey's lucky, they're filled with goose down!Viva: Something tells me they aren't.*Aaron eventually recovers, and looks toward the door, then at Smokey, then at the door again, and then finally settles on Smokey. He walks toward his opponent and grabs his leg, pulling him out of the wreckage of the packing crates. Enigma catapults Smokey across the room, and Smokey smacks facefirst into the wall! He bounces back and groggily stumbles into an STO from Aaron!* Viva: STO on the concrete floor!*With Smokey down, Aaron sees a pile of cinder blocks near the door. He smiles, pulling Smokey up and dragging him over to them. He sets up for the Brilliant Deduction...* Viva: Oh my god, Enigma wants more than anything to break Smokey into pieces, and this would do it!*Before he can executive the move, Smokin' Vokoun's hand shoots up and buries itself into Aaron's mouth! CHICAGO CLAW!* The Sam: The Chicago Claw!Viva: This could put him out! If he'd just walked through the door he would retain his title, but he wanted to put Vokoun through those cinder blocks on top of everything else, and now he's paying the price*Enigma flails, struggles, and throws punches at Smokey, but it's all in vain as he starts to fade! Blood begins trickling from the sides of Enigma's mouth to mingle with the blood already pouring down his face. Finally, Aaron is completely out, and Smokey slowly rises to his feet, smirking down at his fallen opponent.* Viva: Okay Smokey, all you need to do is walk out that door, and you're Inter-Forum Champion!The Sam: I thik he's got other plans...*Smokey notices a can of gasoline not too far away. He looks down at Aaron, who's still out, and he goes to get the gas can. Vokoun pours gas all over the cinder blocks, pulls out a book of matches, and lights them on fire!* Viva: Holy shit!*The flames are reaching almost up to the ceiling! Smokey picks up Aaron, pulls him over to the conflagration, and goes for a spinebuster onto the burning cinder blocks--Enigma counters into a DDT out of nowhere!!!* Viva: Smokey's head just got bounced off that concrete floor! But Enigma's still weakened from that Chicago Claw!*Both men are down on the floor, panting, and both slowly get to their feet, dripping blood, showing welts and bruises on their exposed flesh, glaring at each other with murder in both pairs of eyes, and then they rush one another in a flurry of flying fists, feet, knees and elbows!* Viva: Oh man, whoever loses the advantage here is gonna be in for a world of hurt.*Smokey eventually hits three jabs in a row, goes for the Bionic Elbow--ducked by Enigma, who stuns Smokey with a sitout jawbreaker! Enigma grabs Smokin' Vokoun and DRIVES HIM HEADFIRST ONTO THE CINDER BLOCKS AND INTO THE FLAMES WITH THE BRILLIANT DEDUCTION!!!* The Sam: OH MY GOD! HIS HEAD CRASHED RIGHT THROUGH SEVERAL OF THOSE BLOCKS, AND HE'S ON FIRE!!!*Enigma limps toward the door and opens it. EMTs rush in, one of whom has a fire extinguisher which he uses to frantically spray foam over the unconscious Vokoun and the scattered and broken cinder blocks. Aaron walks out the door. Will Alphonzo grabs the hand of Enigma, who is hunched over in agony, and raises it* MM: Here is your winner and STILL Inter-Forum Champion..."The Head Detective", AARON ENIGMA!!!Viva: Wow. Well, the guy got the revenge he wanted, the FAWA Galaxy saw what it wanted to see. I hope Smokey's gonna be all right. He's a tough bastard, but that was...wow...
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