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Post by hossfan on Jun 21, 2012 11:46:39 GMT -5
I am pretty sure he is referring to Blood's post in the Promo thread on page 30. Ryan Blood = Triple H - sledgehammer + working quads But seriously, being (correctly) criticized for writing matches where you destroy other people's wrestlers is not the same as being forced out.
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Post by Some Baritone guy IS REDEEMED! on Jun 21, 2012 11:47:11 GMT -5
So I guess I'm being forced out here? Huh , I guess just like in real wrestling politicking and Cronyism rule the day. Whatever. I call you on something you did that wasn't cool and you play the victim card. You couldn't possibly seem like more of a troll right now if you were trying to. We trusted you to make Hayden look good, and you didn't. We trusted you to make the General look good, and you made him look like utter s*** by having your character destroy him. Please, make a case for why you should keep writing your own matches after that. You know socko I have to agree with you to an extent. Hayden's match I didn't like the way that he got dq'd if it had been he did something desperate and got caught it would have been ok but he wasn't. As for the general squash matches are what jobbers are for. Unfortunately the rules are on his side as far as match writing goes. People who are involved in the matches have first dibs. So we may be screwed.
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Post by Square on Jun 21, 2012 12:12:20 GMT -5
I call you on something you did that wasn't cool and you play the victim card. You couldn't possibly seem like more of a troll right now if you were trying to. We trusted you to make Hayden look good, and you didn't. We trusted you to make the General look good, and you made him look like utter s*** by having your character destroy him. Please, make a case for why you should keep writing your own matches after that. You know socko I have to agree with you to an extent. Hayden's match I didn't like the way that he got dq'd if it had been he did something desperate and got caught it would have been ok but he wasn't. As for the general squash matches are what jobbers are for. Unfortunately the rules are on his side as far as match writing goes. People who are involved in the matches have first dibs. So we may be screwed. May I be so bold as to say SCREW ZE RULES!
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Post by Head Detective Aaron Enigma on Jun 21, 2012 13:24:18 GMT -5
I call you on something you did that wasn't cool and you play the victim card. You couldn't possibly seem like more of a troll right now if you were trying to. We trusted you to make Hayden look good, and you didn't. We trusted you to make the General look good, and you made him look like utter s*** by having your character destroy him. Please, make a case for why you should keep writing your own matches after that. You know socko I have to agree with you to an extent. Hayden's match I didn't like the way that he got dq'd if it had been he did something desperate and got caught it would have been ok but he wasn't. As for the general squash matches are what jobbers are for. Unfortunately the rules are on his side as far as match writing goes. People who are involved in the matches have first dibs. So we may be screwed. I don't really think we are screwed. I agree with Socko though that those matches were not written with both superstars in mind. Clearly they were lob-sided for one person. It isn't fair to the other people in the matches that they were made to look bad. I know this fed has changed a lot since I joined, but when I first started I didn't get a win for at least a month after I joined. However in every loss I wasn't squashed and made to look like crap. There is a mutual respect for everyone in this fed and we put trust in each other to not bury each other's characters. That trust was clearly broken in this case.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jun 21, 2012 13:47:47 GMT -5
All right, time to put on my promoter pants...
Korean Zombie Hype Train, nowhere in this or the Promo thread have I seen anyone say that they want you kicked out. They are criticizing the fact that you only put yourself over in matches you write with Mr. Potato. This is a valid criticism because I think most everyone here agrees that if we are all here to have fun in this e-fed, that means that everyone wants to go over as a legitimate contender (not the same as winning or losing of course). That's their argument. If you learn to put over all contestants over in the match I'm sure that the criticism and concern will disappear.
That said, some bring up "the rules" and how it seems like KZHT is invincible. He's not. He's writing his own matches. His opponents all have the same opportunity to do the same. It's not invincibility, it's initiative. If you take the matches before he does and you're in the match, then you get to write it because you have just as much priority. Simple as that.
So all that said, hey look here it comes...
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jun 21, 2012 13:48:12 GMT -5
[glow=gold,2,300]SUMMERFEST[/glow] The Sam: Welcome FAWA Galaxy to the best supercard under the sun: Summerfest is here!Viva: Are you wearing nothing but swim trunks and sandals? The Sam: Of course. Summer. Fest. Viva: Right… Anyways, we have tons of action coming your way. Every title is on the line, including my Freakin’ Awesome title, and we have the return of the Money in the Bank or Botch match, but this time we have three of them. The Sam: An Elevated Scaffold Match for the Freakin’ Awesome Title Shot; a Pole Match for the Inter-Forums Title Shot, and the classic Ladder Match for the World Heavyweight Title Shot. Viva: And the twist: three pink slips. The Sam: That’s right: three men will lose their jobs after tonight when they pull a turkey with a pink slip inside. BRB’s a genius! Viva: And unfortunately his era is coming to an end as acting CEO, but Boiler Room Brawler, our FAWA Majority Shareholder, will take on Jonathan Michaels in an “I Quit” Match to end Michaels’s career. The Sam: It’s the only revenge, the only retribution he can get at this point. Viva: And even if he wins, this is our last FAWA show in the announce booth and as your General Manager and Commissioner. The Sam: So let’s go out in style! Let’s get to the first match! [glow=silver,2,300] Interforums Championship[/glow] Bull Ant versus "The Head Detective" Aaron EnigmaWritten by Aaron Enigma Viva: Up next we have the Rules of Honor Inter-Forum title match between Aaron Enigma and Bull Ant. What do you expect in this match, Sam?Sam: I expect Aaron to wipe the floor with Bull Ant and walk out with his title still around his waist. Viva: Aaron has openly praised his opponent though before this match.Sam: I think Enigma is playing everyone. He’s buttering up Bull Ant so he can take him down hard.Viva: You are insane sometimes, Sam. Either way, here come the wrestlers.MM: The following contest is a Rules of Honor match scheduled for one-fall, and it is for the FAWA INTER-FORUM CHAMPIONSHIP! The rules are simple. Both wrestlers must shake hands before the bell sounds and the title can change hands on a disqualification. Fighting outside the ring and the use of foreign object is prohibited and will result in a disqualification.*”Seeing Red” by Eyeshine plays as Bull Ant enters the arena. He stomps both feet at the top of the ramp before letting out a huge roar and charging the ring.* MM: Introducing first, the challenger! Hailing from The Ant Hill and weighing in at 328 pounds, BUUUUUULLLLLLLLL AAAAAAAAAANT!!!!Viva: Bull seems to be in the mood for a fight Sam. Sam: Whatever, at the end of the day he’s still just an insect.Viva: A 328 pound insect, Sam. He’d eat you for breakfast. His power is going to be a lot for Enigma to overcome.MM: And his opponent…*“Sleep Now in the Fire” by Rage Against the Machine* *Music starts and after a loud "YEEEAAAAHHHHHH!!!" The entrance erupts with fire, creating a ring that Aaron stands in. He looks around with a deathly serious glare at his opponent before moving towards the ring. He walks calmly but with an intense look on his face. He jumps into the ring and throws his magnifying glass and hat to the crowd before pointing at Bull Ant and clapping.* MM: He hails from Concord, NH. Weighing in at 230 pounds, he IS THE FAWA INTER-FORUM CHAMPION!!! THE HEAD DETECTIVE, AARRRRONNNNNNNNN EEEEEEENIGMAAAAAAA!!!Viva: Once again Aaron looks incredibly focused. He isn’t one to dwell on a defeat like he suffered last week. He nearly beat our heavyweight champion, Sam.Sam: But he didn’t Viva. He lost, so he’d still be at the bottom of the pecking order for that title.Viva: I don’t know, Sam. I feel if they had a rematch the outcome might be different. Enigma seemed to have a huge speed advantage over Punisher. As long as he doesn’t leave his head exposed it is tough for Punisher to get that Endgame punch in. *The match begins with the two men shaking hands before locking up. Aaron turns into a hammerlock but Bull quickly powers out of it. The two lock up again and Bull’s size pushes Aaron back into a corner. Bull cleanly breaks the hold and backs up.* Viva: Seems Bull has quite the size and strength advantage on Aaron in this match.Sam: Of course he does. That is one big bug, Viva.*The two men move to lock up but Aaron ducks under and moves to control Bull’s back. Bull meets him with an elbow but Aaron spins with the impact and as Bull turns around Aaron hits a spinning back fist.* Viva: Good reaction from Aaron. Always planning a counterattack.Sam: Yes but he took that elbow as well. Trading hits won’t work on someone stronger than you are.*Aaron ducks under Bull’s grasp and moves to the ropes. He bounces off the ropes and goes for a clothesline but he bounces off Bull. Aaron backs up and bounces again, hitting another clothesline to no avail. He tries one more time and this time is leveled by a clothesline from Bull. Bull goes for a pin but Aaron kicks out!* Sam: Seems Aaron is trying to slay the giant huh? Viva: It’s almost a regular David and Goliath, Sam. I wonder what crazy plan Aaron has in store for this? *Bull lifts up Aaron and hits a big suplex. He moves to the mat and locks Aaron in a headlock. Aaron struggles to get to his feet and manages to push Bull off of him, but he gets hit by a shoulder block from Bull.* Viva: Bull is really starting to use his strength to his advantage.Sam: This match will be over soon if Aaron doesn't find a way to neutralize his power.*Bull locks in another headlock and Aaron once again manages to get to his feet after a long power struggle. He pushes Bull off again and ducks under Bull’s counterattack. Bull bounces off the ropes again but Aaron hits him with a big dropkick.* Viva: Bull has a good strategy trying to wear down Aaron with submissions. Sam: Yes but as much as I hate to admit it, Aaron isn’t exactly easy to wear down. When you least expect it he strikes. *Bull and Aaron manages to get to their feet at the same time. Bull charges at Aaron but Aaron ducks under the attack. Both men bounce off the ropes and Bull hits Aaron with a clothesline but Aaron counters and hits a big reverse STO on Bull! Aaron goes for the cover but Bull throws him off.* Sam: That was an amazing counterattack from Aaron. He really got the best of Bull in that exchange.Viva: The match isn’t over yet though, Sam. Bull easily threw Aaron off of him. It’s gotta take a lot more than that to win. *Aaron lifts up Bull and moves to bounce off the ropes. Aaron goes to attack but Bull catches him and plants Aaron with a huge spinebuster! Bull goes for a pin but Aaron just gets his shoulder up!* Viva: That was SOME power from Bull Ant.Sam: Well ants can lift something crazy like 10,000 times their own weight and Aaron weighs less than Bull to begin with. *Bull lifts up Aaron and throws him into the corner. Bull backs up and charges for a spear but Aaron dives out of the way and Bull runs right into the ring post with his shoulder. He turns around grabbing his shoulder only to be grabbed by Aaron and dropped with a jumping armbreaker.* Sam: This is a crazy back and forth match, Viva.Viva: It seems like one of them gets momentum and it is shut down immediately by the other. Will anyone get some sustained offense?Sam: That has yet to be seen. I wonder if either man can rise above the other and grab the victory?*Aaron grabs Bull and lifts him up before throwing him into the corner. Aaron charges but Bull moves out of the way. Aaron slams into the corner and bounces off it. Bull grabs the stunned Enigma and plants him with a side slam. He goes for a pin but Aaron kicks out* Sam: This match might never end at this rate. It’s just one counter after another!Viva: If it a match of countering, Aaron will most likely have the advantage. Sam: He’s taken a lot of damage though, Viva!Viva: Yes he has, but Aaron is all about resiliency. *Bull picks up Aaron and throws him into the ropes. Bull attempts a clothesline but Aaron ducks it. Bull turns around and Aaron nails him with a right hand to the head. Aaron attempts to whip Bull into the corner but Bull counters and throws Aaron into it. Aaron runs up the turnbuckles and leaps backwards, hitting Bull with a moonsault. Aaron goes for a pin but Bull just manages to kick out!* Viva: The pace is beginning to pick up in this match and that is good for Aaron.Sam: Bull has the brawn but Aaron has the brains, not to mention speed. Viva: If the pace stays this quick it will be over soon. *Aaron lifts Bull up and tries to hit the Brilliant Deduction, however Bull counters it and throws Aaron away from him. Bull charges for a spear again but Aaron ducks under and trips Bull. Bull hits the ropes and gets tangled up in them. Aaron stands up waits for Bull to untangle himself.* Sam: What is this sportsmanship? Viva: Well it is a Rules of Honor match, Sam. Sam: So Aaron has to wait for his enemy to recover? That sounds dumb.*Bull stands up and Aaron hits him with a right hand. Bull counters with one of his own. The two trade punches back and forth until Bull gets the upper hand. Bull grabs Aaron and throws him into the ropes. Bull moves for a clothesline but Aaron ducks under it. Bull turns around as Aaron leaps at him and catches him. Bull lifts Aaron up but Aaron weasels out of the hold and slips around the back of Bull. Bull spins around and Aaron decks him with an uppercut!* Viva: Aaron has some power behind his own punches, Sam! Sam: It might not be the Endgame, but that certainly had to sting!*Aaron once again lifts Bull up, but Bull stops him dead in his tracks. Bull slugs Aaron in the stomach and quickly hits Aaron with a vicious DDT. Both men are down and Bull can't get a pin!* Viva: Bull has managed to counter the Brilliant Deduction twice in this match!Sam: You think maybe Aaron might not be going for that submission like last week because of what happened?Viva: It wouldn't be like Aaron to ignore the possibility of using that move again, Sam. He's probably figured out a way to not get decked in the head while using it.Sam: Yes but Bull isn't Punisher. I doubt Bull has the flexibility to do that to him. Still it would be much harder for Bull to be submitted due to his strength.*Bull lifts up Aaron and tries for a suplex but Aaron blocks his lift and hits him with a right hand. Aaron bounces off the ropes and Bull grabs him by the throat and lifts, planting Aaron with a huge chokeslam!* Viva: ANOTHER MISCALCULATION! Will it cost Aaron is his title this time?Sam: This could be the end of Enigma's amazing title run, Viva!*Bull goes for the pin but Aaron just manages to kick out right before the ref counts 3!* Sam: That was really close, are they sure it wasn't a 3-count?Viva: The ref said 2, but Bull doesn't seem happy about it.*Bull gets up and looks at the ref for a minute before moving back to Aaron. As he leans down to pick him up, Aaron pulls Bull into a small package. The ref begins to count but Bull just breaks the pin before 3!* Viva: Maybe a little bit of playing possum by the Head Detective there, Sam?Sam: He uses every opportunity to his advantage, Viva. There is a reason he is the IF champion.*Both men spring to their feet and charge each other. They meet in the center trading blow after blow. Aaron gets the upper-hand this time though and throws Bull into the ropes. Bull nails Aaron with a shoulder block on the rebound.* Viva: It's almost like this match just restarted, Sam.Sam: It does feel that way Viva, could that mean we are nearing the end though?Viva: With these two I have no idea, both must be exhausted.*Bull picks up Aaron and throws him into the ropes. Aaron tries to hit Bull with a kick but he catches it. Aaron twists around and nails Bull in the chest with a mule kick! Bull bounces off the ropes and Aaron follows it up with a roundhouse kick which sends Bull sprawling backwards.* Sam: Aaron using his kicks for the first time in a while really. He loves the roundhouse but a mule kick? Viva: He has to pull out all the stops here. Bull's eyes seem pretty glazed over to me though.*Aaron grabs the dazed Bull and lifts him up! He barely manages to get him vertical and drops him with the Brilliant Deduction! Sam: A BRILLIANT DEDUCTION! Third time's the charm, Viva!Viva: An exclamation mark on a great match from both fighters! Aaron covers Bull and the ref counts to 3 and calls for the bell!* MM: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND STILLLLLL INTER-FORUM CHAMPION!!!! THE HEAD DETECTIVE….AARON ENIGMAAAAA!!!!Viva: And Aaron does it again! How does he just keep winning?! Sam: He just won’t stay down. It looks like he just takes so much punishment and keeps on dishing it out.Viva: I can’t undercut Bull either, he gave us quite the performance! Sam: I have to admit he did well for an insect.Viva: Now the question is…does this put Aaron Enigma in the heavyweight title discussion?Sam: Earlier tonight I said he was at the bottom of the pecking order, Viva. After this match though, you have to put him in the discussion. He took an immense amount of powerful attacks from Bull and kept on going. Viva: This definitely won't be the last title match you'll see Bull in either. He proved he is worthy with this match.Sam: It won't be the last title match you see either man in, Viva.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jun 21, 2012 13:48:46 GMT -5
*Fred G. Neric is standing in the interview area backstage* Fred: Fred G. Neric here with Jeremy Dupoe. *the camera pans over a little to reveal Dupoe* Dupoe: Good evening Fred.Fred: Dupoe, tonight you have a Scaffold match against 3 people you had problems with in the past are you worried Dupoe: Fred you act as if I haven't thrown people off tall structures before, mind you buildings and bridges are far shorter then the scaffold they have tonight but I'm pretty damn sure the same principle. As for the combatants we have the man who I took the TV title from when he was 1 win being able to redeem for free entry into either this match or the Interforum one, Brian Alexander a person I now hate due to his relationship to his traitorous brother, and a person who I know all to well *shudders* and unfortunately I mean ALL TOO WELL.Fred: Well there you have it a cocky Jeremy Dupoe now ba- Dupoe (interrupting):Actually I have another reason to be disconcerened.Fred: ...and whats that Dupoe: I had a vision during last nights sacrifices, as I plunged the dagger into the nights goat I blacked out, soon I saw the head of Father Dagon who told me that big things where about to happen to the FAWA and they involve me. I think that mean that I will win this match and then obtain the Freakin Awesome championship...unless it means...no, that's highly unlikely although it would mean that another prophecy would have come true and the end is coming sooner then I think...whatever I have a match to wrestle.Fred:Well...that was interesting back to you Viva and Sam. [glow=gold,2,300]SUMMERFEST[/glow][glow=gold,2,300]Freakin' Awesome Title Shot Elevated Scaffold Match[/glow]“The Digital Dragon” Connor Mackenzie versus “The Envoy of Chaos” Jeremy Dupoe versus “Lord” Brian Alexander versus The Smokin’ VokounWritten by Smokin’ Vokoun
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jun 21, 2012 13:49:19 GMT -5
[glow=gold,2,300]SUMMERFEST[/glow] The Sam: Welcome back FAWA Galaxy. We seemed to have experienced technical difficulties during that Freakin’ Awesome match.Viva: Expect it on the unrated DVD. The Sam: For those watching at home, it looks like the Smokin’ Vokoun is movin’ on up…Viva: Well…The Sam: Yeah yeah, but then again, what if it’s Jeremy Dupoe? Could this be the prophecy he talked about? Viva: Oh please. He’s a kook and that prophecy is just jibber jabber. The Sam: Well let’s hope that he got the pink slip. If only to see the look on his face. Viva: Indeed. Dupoe: if you get that title shot: I’m right here. Come and get the Freakin’ Awesome Title Belt from me. Just try it. The Sam: What if it’s Vokoun? Viva: He won’t go after me. He’ll wait until someone else takes it from me. The Sam: Well let’s move on then to the next Money in the Bank or Botch match as four contestants contend for the Interforums Title Shot on a Pole! [glow=gold,2,300]Interforums Title Shot on a Pole Match[/glow] Square versus Evil M versus Mister Potato versus James “The Experience” Troy Written by Evil M
The following contest is the Money in the Bank or Botch InterForum Championship match on a pole match! There are two frozen turkeys hanging off of poles in opposite corners of the ring. The first two men to grab a turkey will be declared the winners!
Square walks out on stage and makes an ‘S’ sign with his hands before heading for the ring.
The Sam: Square will have to be one of the favorites coming in right Viva?
Viva: Hard to say really, Square's never come through in the big moment like I have
Introducing first, from Preston, England, weighing in at 210 pounds, SQUARE!
[Westside Connection]
Mr.Potato makes the way to the ring with hands outstretched , high fiving fans along before getting in the ring and standing in his corner.
The Sam: The highly controversial Mr. Potato, tough to see how he'll hold up
Viva: Yeah, a lot of people don't like him, but you always know that pain is just around the corner with him in the ring[.color]
Next, from Takayama, Gifu, Japan, weighing in at 290 pounds, MR. POTATO!
As he stands there Martin Adams gives him a drink of water before putting in his Japanese Flag Mouthpiece.
[Highway to the Danger Zone]
Evil M walks down the ramp, a lovely lady on each arm.
The Sam: And there's my pick Viva, M has been around the block, he can and will get to the job done tonight!
Viva: Sure, he's a former Hardcore champion and Champion of Honor, but in a ladder match anything can happen.
Next, from Rockland, Massachusetts, weighing in at 287 pounds, “Big sMurfy” EVIL M!
When he enters the ring, he removes his sunglasses and fakes tossing them to the crowd, before handing them to one of the ladies. He then removes his jacket and hands it to the other one.
[The Reflex]
James Troy walks down the ramp high fiving fans and runs a around the ring before rolling in.
The Sam: Ugh, this guy. A fluke entrant into this match, Troy probably has no shot
color=golfViva: Probably so, but stranger things have happened
Finally, from Suffragette City, weighing in at 235 pounds, James “The Experience” Troy!
*As soon as the bell rings, all four men make a move for one of the turkeys. Square and Troy fight by one pole, as Potato tries to climb the other. M pulls him down, but Potato takes him down with a fireman’s carry.
The Sam: Potato takes down the big fella with ease!
Square dispatches Troy to the outside and starts climbing the pole, but Potato pulls him down. Potato and Square trade punches, with Square winning the exchange. He sends Potato into the ropes and plants him with “the Dentist’s Dream!
Viva: Big chance for Sqaure here, he's got a free shot!
He starts for the pole again, but as he climbs, Troy jumps back on the apron and shoves him off! Troy reenters, grabs Square, and throws him shoulder first into the turnbuckle!
The Same: Troy, Are you serious, not him?
As Square tumbles to the floor, Troy goes for the pole, but is stopped by Evil M. M snap suplex’s Troy, then legdrop’s him! As M goes for the pole, however, Mr. Potato comes up behind him and back suplex’s him off the top rope! Potato climbs to the top rope, but instead of going for the turkey, he splashes M!
Viva: Complete and udder madness here Sam!
The Sam: Only in the FAWA baby!
Square is quick to swoop in and toss Potato to the outside. He stomps M a few times, then begins climbing the pole. Troy nails him from behind! He yanks Square down, but Square swings around and nails him with a lariat! He then pulls Troy up and tries to lift him for the L7, but Troy rakes his eyes to escape!
Troy kicks Square in the midsection, then goes for the Ax Kick, but Square avoids it and hits the SquarePlosion!
The Sam: SquarePlosion, Atta Boy Square, that's my pick!
Viva: Quite quick to give up on ol M huh?
Troy goes down! Potato starts to climb back on the apron, but M nails him with an uppercut! Square throws M through the ropes, then climbs up the pole and grabs the turkey!*
Square has obtained one of the frozen turkeys!
The Sam:Woo Hoo SQUARE!!!!!!!!!
Viva: Please Sam, some journalistic integrity... please.
*Troy is down in the middle of the ring, M and Potato are brawling on the outside. M throws Potato up against the guardrail, then charges him, only for Potato to move! M goes crashing over the rail and into the crowd!
Viva: Well, that's going to cost us in a lawsuit.
In the ring, Troy is starting to rise. As he makes his way towards the pole, Potato rolls back into the ring. Both men try to climb up but keep pulling each other down. Potato slams Troy’s head into the turnbuckle, then delivers a side Russian leg sweep!
On the outside, M is trying to get back over the rail. Potato begins climbing the pole. Troy tries to get to his feet, but Potato is close. He’s just about to grab the turkey…
The Sam:Come on Potato, that's my guy Viva!
Viva: Seriously, how much longer do I have to sit out here with this guy?
Troy with a dropkick to the back! Potato goes tumbling over the top rope! Troy lays on the mat as M slowly starts to crawl back in. Troy crawls towards the pole, as does M. Both men start pulling themselves up and begin trading punches in front of the pole. M goes to shoot Troy into the ropes, but Troy comes off the rebound with a dropkick! M tumbles through the ropes, but lands on the apron!
Troy starts climbing, but M pulls himself up and begins climbing from the outside! At the top rope, both men try to knock each other off, but with no success. As Potato rolls back in the ring, they both reach up, grab the turkey and…
The Sam: It's my guy Evil M!
Viva: No, it's James Troy!
They both pull it down at the same time!*
The Sam: It's.... both of them?
Ladies and gentlemen, BOTH Evil M and James Troy have obtained the second turkey![/quote] Well, I guess that wasn't the way the bookers drew that match up. I guess then we'll be seeing two firings on Nite-Raw?The Sam:Or perhaps two title shots... I need a drink, here Viva. you take it from here.*The Sam turns to the camera* {color=magenta]Hi, FAWA superstar and Greatest Interforum Champion of All Time The Sam. You know what does great with a delicious Quizno's sub? Of course you don't that's why I got paid to tell you. Ladies and geltmen, I present, The Sam's Family Water, just like the water from your tap but bottled with a 250% mark-up. So hit your local Parts Unknown stores and pick up a case of The Sam's Family Water. Tell 'em Sam sent you.[/color] *Viva looks on puzzled and confused*
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jun 21, 2012 13:49:46 GMT -5
[glow=gold,2,300]SUMMERFEST[/glow][glow=silver,2,300]Freakin' Awesome Championship[/glow]Ghost Ant versus Vincent Van AgonyWritten by Ghost Ant (Match) and Boiler Room Brawler (Commentary) The Sam: So it's time for me to solo announce again. My announce booth partner, Vincent Van Agony, is of course the Freakin' Awesome Champion...*Thriller by Micheal Jackson* The Sam: And after a Real Lumberjack Title Shot Tag Match, this Ant is going to face him for the Freakin' Awesome Title!*Ghost Ant comes to the ring to a huge pop.* MM: Now entering the ring: the challenger. From the Anthill and weighing 190lbs: Ghost... Ant!The Sam: I mean, listen to the crowd. They're absolutely howling with laughter that a mere Ant - a ghost of an ant - is going to take the belt from Vincent Van Agony!
Please...MM: And his opponent...
*No World For Tommorow - Coheed and Cambria*
The Sam: And here comes Viva. He has been the FAWA Freakin' Awesome Champion for over half a year now. I don't count Connor Mackenzie, personally. It was more of a hiccup - a mistake.
MM: Now entering the ring: weighing 195lbs, he is your Freakin' Awesome Champion: Vincent... Van... Agony!
The Sam: And at this rate, he'll be the Freakin' Awesome Champion forever. Viva is a force of nature. Ghost Ant... Is an Ant!
But now comes a crucial element of the Freakin' Awesome match: the handshake. Viva is an honorable-
*Ghost And goes straight for a collar and elbow tie up...*
The Sam: So it's going to be Hardcore Rules! I knew Ghost Ant wouldn't risk his serous five pound disadvantage!
And a knee to the gut from Viva!
*Viva takes Ghost Ant into the ropes...*
The Sam: Clothesline to Ghost Ant. One, two, what?
*Viva throws Ghost Ant to the floor...*
The Sam: The Freakin' Awesome Champ takes it to the outside. You didn't shake, Ghost Ant, and now you pay the price of honor.
Ghost Ant to the ring steps! He's getting squashed like the bug he is!
*Viva rummages under the ring while Ghost Ant recovers...*
The Sam: See, folks? This is what happens when an Ant tries to take on a man. You get a squashed bug.
And Vincent Van Agony is gonna squash Ghost Ant with a chair-
*Ghost kicks the chair into Viva's face, taking him down...*
The Sam: What? What was that?
*Ghost goes for the pin. One, two, kick out...*
The Sam: Ridiculous. A fluke...
*Ghost grabs the chair and nails Viva in the back with a chair...*
The Sam: Ants quite simply cannot squash people. Simply absurd. Even if they do have a chair.
*Viva punches Ghost in the stomach...*
The Sam: And Viva fights back, getting this match back on track. I know I've slipped up a time or two in my backyard. Happens to all of us.
*Viva throws Ghost into the audience...*
The Sam: And if you come to the Parts Unknown Arena to see Viva wrestle as your Freakin' Awesome Champion, he brings the action to you.
Look at them brawling. I can barely see them on the monitor, but Viva must be destroying Ghost Ant right now. Just pulling him apart.
*Viva grabs Ghost across the shoulders and uranage slams him onto the bleachers...*
The Sam: Wait, what's going on? Did he just? Wait, Ghost Ant kicked out of something. Viva looks shocked and Ghost Ant takes this battle backstage.
Ghost Ant with a trash can. Of course!
But Viva is back up soon enough...
*Viva and Ghost brawl into the locker room
The Sam: I can't remember the last time we had a Freakin' Awesome Title Match that went Hardcore Rules, but here you go, FAWA Galaxy!
*Viva throws Ghost Ant head first into a locker...*
The Sam: That's gotta crush an antenna or two.
Viva with the cover!
One! Two! No, Ghost Ant stays in this fight and it looks like the fight's going to the freezer!
*Ghost Ant and Viva shove each other into the walls of the freezer...*
The Sam: Wait a minute! This is a trap! Get out of there Viva! Ghosts aren't affected by the cold!
*Ghost Ant nails Viva with one of the frozen turkeys...*
The Sam: That's one of the Money in the Bank or Botch Turkeys! What if Viva just got rocked with the World Heavyweight Title Shot?
Ghost Ant with the pin. One! Two! No dice from Vincent!
*Ghost and Viva go fighting back to ring side.*
The Sam: These two men have had a hell of a brawl tonight, but neither is giving up any time soon.
Viva with a brainbuster! A brainbuster must do it!
One! Two! Th- Ghost Ant with the shoulder up?
*Viva looks upset and grabs Ghost Ant, rolling him into the ring...*
The Sam: Taking the action back to where it started. What does Viva have to do to squash this bug?
*Viva rolls out of the ring to bring a table into the ring, propping it into the corner...*
The Sam: Viva is going to crush Ghost Ant, and this table ain't for picnics. But first, Ghost Ant has to get up.
...
Wait, scratch that. If he doesn't get up he's done.
*Ghost gets to his feet.*
The Sam: And here it comes! Spear! Spear through the table!
Viva with a spear through the table!
*Viva is too exhausted to cover...*
The Sam: Now just cover him and get back here, Viva!
*Viva drapes his arm over Ghost Ant...*
The Sam: This is it! Viva with the cover! One, two, thr- Ghost Ant kicks out! This is impossible!
What is Viva supposed to do?
*Viva slips out of the ring and brings the steps into the ring...*
The Sam: Viva with the ring steps. It's time to actually squash this Ant! Wait, watch out!
*Viva turns around into Step Into The Light...*
The Sam: Ghost Ant with a surprise attack! He covers for the pin! One! Two! Vincent gets the shoulder up!
Nice try, Ghost Ant!
*Viva trips Ghost causing him to fall onto the steps face first.*
The Sam: Hopefully that mask isn't much for protection. Viva taking Ghost Ant to the top rope...
*Viva goes for a superplex...*
The Sam: This should be it, FAWA Galaxy! The reigning champ about to- wait!
*Ghost counters into the Gory special AND...*
The Sam: Oh no! Step Into The Light! Viva in a Ghost Ant and ring step sandwich!
This can't be happening!
One! Two! Three!
*Thriller - Michael Jackson*
The Sam: Ghost Ant has done the impossible!
MM: Here is your winner as a result of a pinfall and your NEW FAWA Freakin' Awesome Champion: Ghost... Ant!
The Sam: You're not going to take this lying down, are you, Viva? Your spine can't be that crushed!
*Viva intercepts the ref before he can hand Ghost the belt...*
The Sam: Yes. You deserve that belt still. You were willing to shake hands and he went straight for mindless violence.
*Viva personally hands Ghost the belt and extends his hand...*
The Sam: What? What has gotten into you Viva? Ants don't shake hands!
*Ghost accepts and Viva raises his hand...*
The Sam: My world is topsy turvy... This is insane...
*Ghost goes into the crowd to celebrate as Viva heads to the announce table...*
The Sam: What has gotten into you, Viva? Viva: The better man won. Ghost Ant is now the Freakin' Awesome Champion. The Sam: You're just going to take it lying down? Aren't you even going to have a rematch? Viva: Eh, I'm actually thinking of taking a vacation after the next Niteraw. Besides, ahem... The Sam: What? Viva: A. Hem... The Sam: Oh right, you still have that. Viva: Exactly. Now let's move on with Summerfest...
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jun 21, 2012 13:50:39 GMT -5
[glow=gold,2,300]SUMMERFEST[/glow][glow=gold,2,300]"I Quit" Match[/glow]Jonathan Michaels versus Boiler Room Brawler[glow=gold,2,300]Special Guest Referee[/glow]Seth DrakinWritten by Boiler Room Brawler The Sam: Welcome back, FAWA Galaxy. Up next is a match that was a long time coming.Viva: What a long time indeed - at least since last Gookermania.The Sam: It's our FAWA Majority Shareholder, Boiler Room Brawler, taking on the treacherous Jonathan Michaels.Viva: I can't say I agree with JoNo's methods here, but he's getting results as far as what he wants.The Sam: Think about it though, Viva: the only reason Nintendo of America didn't sue the FAWA was because JoNo was working for it. Once JoNo lost his match against "The Punisher" Frank Castle, he was out. Viva: I have to admit, it's something I might have done if I had the chance. The Sam: And now BRB has to step down and we're going to the dog house!
MM: FAWA Galaxy, the following match is an "I Quit" Match...
Viva: It was good while it lasted, The Sam. The Sam: It's come down to these last few matches and it's all over. Our era of glorious, revolutionary commentary returns to those old fogies "Gorilla" Tim Hoss and Jesse King. Viva: Then let's make it count.
MM: Introducing first, the Special Guest Referee: Seth... Drakin!
*Seth Drakin walks down the ramp bearing a referee shirt over his normal ring attire...*
The Sam: I still think BRB is crazy to hire this man. He vowed to destroy the FAWA for once and for all, and BRB hires him to make a point? Viva: Brawler is the Majority Shareholder and is the effective CEO right now - he has the power and it's his to wield. The Sam: But Seth Drakin, and the Fallen as a whole, want to raze this place to the ground. Square already has a turkey! Viva: And what if it's a pink slip? The Sam: That doesn't stop the Fallen.
*Drakin rolls into the ring, walks to the ropes on the other side, and leans back into them while awaiting the two contestants...*
The Sam: If the Fallen gets a pink slip, then it's like they just switched two of their men around. But if Square gets his hands on the Interforums Title... Viva: And we have yet to see if Ryan Blood can secure the World Heavyweight title tonight.
MM: Introducing the first contestant...
*Smoke emanates over the stage as Jonathan Michaels, Sarah Nakatomi-Michaels, and Marshall Wesley Coventry appear, looking at each other, nodding, and running to the ring...*
Viva: But none of that matters at this very moment. What matter is that Jonathan Michaels is fighting for his career tonight against a former ally. The Sam: And a former enemy Vincent. Viva: And former enemy, The Sam. Both men believe they are fighting for what's right tonight, and the real enemy is the referee!
MM: Now entering the ring accompanied by Sarah Nakatomi-Michaels and Marshall Wesley Coventry; hailing from Los Angeles, California and weiging 240lbs: Jonathan... Michaels!
The Sam: And then there's Marshall Wesley Coventry. A psycho who should be locked up, but instead here he is as Jonathan Michaels's "Enforcer." Viva: I'm more concerned with that cold-hearted Sarah Nakatomi. Forget Evil M's wedding. She repays BRB, who helped Michaels "save" her from a life of luxury by slapping him and this company with a lawsuit once Michaels's contract was terminated. The Sam: You're right. It's sickening. In fact, I came prepared for this with a barf bag. Viva: You think of everything, don't you, Sammy?
*JoNo slides into the ring and stakes out a corner to climb and pose for the crowd. Coventry crosses his arms and stands in front of the ring, while Sarah stands by him...*
Viva: Look at that loony. Does he really think he'll be any good when BRB starts pulling strings? The Sam: Oh of course. I have his back tonight. Viva: Wait. You're going to jump into that ring to help Brawler? The Sam: No, of course not. He simply has my moral support. Viva: Huh.
*Parts Unknown Security enters the arena, lining the entrance ramp, but Brawler does not appear...*
The Sam: Wait, is the Majority Shareholder chickening out? Viva: That's not the Brawler I know. He wants a match, he gets a match...
BRB: Michaels! You came expecting to wrestle a mere man, but soon you will wrestle the FAWA himself!
*Drakin, mic in hand, walks over to JoNo...*
Drakin: Say it to the world, JoNo!
JoNo: Brawler...
*JoNo looks around the Parts Unknown Arena. He looks at Drakin, over at Parts Unknown Security, down at Coventry, and over at the entrance way...*
The Sam: Make with it, make with it! We have so much more action to get to.
JoNo: Brawler, get your ass in this ring and get what's coming to you!
Drakin: You heard him, Brawler!
BRB: Then so be it, Michaels. If you can't stand the heat, don't cry to mama - you'll know what to say to me, BRB...
Hit the music![/size] The Sam: Hey, where's BRB?*BRB appears above the 'Tron mounted on a golden Segway. He is wearing a set of red robes with flame motifs over himself...* The Sam: Wait, up there! Look, Viva!*BRB descends down in front of the 'Tron...* Viva: Brawler's really milking this match for all the spectacle he can.The Sam: It's his last hurrah, just like us. He has an in-ring representative. He collects paychecks.MM: And his opponent: from Rockford, Illinois; weighing 300lbs; he is your FAWA Majority Shareholder: Boiler... Room... Brawler!Viva: Maybe, but nothing in the contract said he couldn't still be an FAWA employee.The Sam: Oh?*BRB rolls down the ramp on his golden Segway, heading towards Coventry and Sarah, but then turns right, circling the ring and exchanging glares with JoNo...* Viva: It's like a long cutscene before you get to fight the final boss.The Sam: I want a golden Segway...*BRB dismounts his Segway and walks up the steps to enter the ring.* Viva: It's already heated, but at least Uncle Seth is keeping them separated.The Sam: Not for very much longer though.Viva: At least let him remove his robes.*BRB disrobes, revealing a significantly more lean physique since the last time he was seen. He wears loose, flame-patterned pants and boots (think Tajiri), black elbow pads, and has taped up his fists and wrists. Drakin starts the match and the bell rings. JoNo charges at BRB with a spear...* The Sam: Right out of the gate. Fight, BRB, fight!Viva: BRB's holding his ground. He has the clear weight advantage.The Sam: And a chop to JoNo's back!*JoNo starts swinging his fists into BRB’s sides…* Viva: Michaels giving BRB's ribs hell with those lefts and rights.The Sam: Drakin's just perching on the top rope - like a vulture waiting for one of them to die.*BRB shoves JoNo away and grins, challenging JoNo to attack again, but JoNo hesitates, waiting for an opening...* The Sam: What's the matter, Michaels? Not up to the task?Viva: Remember: BRB hasn't wrestled for almost a year. Who knows what he's trained to do in that time?*BRB takes a big step towards JoNo, stomping his foot down on the ring, but JoNo doesn't flinch...* Viva: Hopefully more than stomping on the ground...The Sam: It's psychological warfare, Vincent. He's messing with JoNo-*BRB makes another big, stomping step towards JoNo, to which JoNo whips around for a Fade to Black...* Viva: Michaels with the Fade to Black!The Sam: BRB blocks it! JoNo is off-balance!*BRB shoves JoNo forward into the ropes. JoNo regains his balance as...* The Sam: And here comes BRB with the spear!Viva: Leapfrog from Michaels.
Michaels rebounding.The Sam: BRB with a lariat!
Damn, JoNo ducks it!Viva: Here comes Michaels with a clothesline of his own.*BRB sidesteps JoNo and grins...* Viva: BRB looks confident. He's been training for this for a while.The Sam: Wait, he had an in-ring representative but he trained to wrestle?Viva: BRB with a chop.The Sam: Oh no! Jono reverses; Arm bar! JoNo with an arm bar.Viva: Brawler with the reversal. Hammerlock to JoNo.*BRB shoves JoNo way and heads for the ropes…* The Sam: What will happen when they collide?*JoNo and BRB collide – JoNo with a clothesline, BRB with a body splash – and JoNo gets knocked down …* Viva: The Unstoppable Force meets the Movable Object.The Sam: Elbow drop to Michaels- wait!*Jono rolls out of the way and kicks BRB in the face.* Viva: Ooh. I can assure everyone that a boot scrape to the eyes doesn't feel pretty.*BRB rubs his face as he stands up, to which JoNo repeatedly punches BRB in the torso, forcing him to the ropes.* The Sam: And Michaels is there to capitalize, giving hell to Brawler's torso.*JoNo keeps hammering at BRB, when Drakin starts counting…* The Sam: Hey, this is an "I Quit" Match. What's he counting for?*JoNo stops and gives a confused look at Drakin, who shrugs as...* Viva: Brawler with a mighty chop to Michaels's chest!
Another chop!*JoNo whips around...* The Sam: Brawler with a bulldog! JoNo is down!*BRB circles around to JoNo’s legs, grabbing one and slamming it into the mat.* The Sam: And Brawler takes the fight to JoNo's knees.Viva: They were partners, and that means BRB can read Michaels.*JoNo rolls over and throws a kick to BRB, who catches the leg and drops an elbow onto it…* Viva: And Brawler knows that Michaels's trump card is the Fade to Black superkick.*JoNo brings one foot up and slams it down on BRB’s face…* Viva: And the sooner he can neutralize Michaels's legs, the more Brawler can pick him apart.The Sam: A good strategy that is improved with fewer boots to the face.Viva: Michaels taking a breather while BRB gets the sparks out of his eyes.Drakin: Say it. Say the words.*Drakin shoves the mic in JoNo’s face…* JoNo: Words? What… (breath) words? Has this match… (breath) even started yet? Hey BRB, the match is over here; come and get some! Drakin: Then you say the words! *Drakin sticks the mic in BRB’s face…* BRB: No piranhas to help you this summer, Jonny-Boy!*BRB shoves Drakin to the side and grabs JoNo by the throat, forcing him onto the ropes …* Viva: Looks like we're here for the long haul, and I don't think the FAWA Galaxy would have it any other way.The Sam: Well, as long as Brawler makes JoNo quit. It'll be worth it all then. I hate a bunch of work with no pay off.Viva: Stay tuned for more selected quotes from Mrs. The Sam.*Drakin starts counting again...* The Sam: What is he doing? Again with the counting.Drakin: One, Brawler… Two…The Sam: Why is he counting?Viva: Brawler's ignoring him, that's for sure.Drakin: Three, Brawler… Four Brawler…*BRB lets go of JoNo and chops him in the chest. JoNo slumps to the mat to recover while BRB complains to Drakin…* The Sam: Brawler laying down the law with the Special Guest Referee.Drakin: I’m the ref, Brawler. My rules. BRB: (OFF MIC) This is an I Quit Match! What is there to count? The Sam: Exactly!Drakin: Get to five and you’ll find out. Same goes for you… “Jonny Boy.” The Sam: Watch out Brawler!Viva: Fade to Black to the Majority Shareholder. He's rocked, but it'll take more than that.*JoNo spears BRB, taking him down, and resumes pounding BRB in the sides…* Viva: And Michaels resumes the rib destruction.The Sam: Drakin distracted Brawler so JoNo could kick him in the face. This is a biased match.*JoNo stands up while BRB recovers and grabs BRB by the foot...* Viva: Michaels going for the Key Grip.*BRB trips JoNo with his free leg…* The Sam: But BRB is still very much in the match. It'll take more than that.Viva: Maybe, but the Key Grip is locked in, if at a weird angle, and here comes Drakin with the microphone...Drakin: Say it to me.*Drakin sticks the mic in Brawler’s face…* BRB: Tell JoNo I don’t have all night!The Sam: Yes!*BRB kicks JoNo in the face.* The Sam: BRB fighting to the bitter end for his company.Viva: Brawler beckoning to Michaels again, but Michaels has seen this movie before.The Sam: Wait! Look over at the entrance!*Jake Badd runs down the entrance ramp past Parts Unknown Security while BRB, JoNo, and Drakin all look on…* The Sam: What is Jake Badd doing in the Parts Unknown Arena?Viva: Oh, Sammy...The Sam: Looks like he's here to help Boiler Room Brawler. He's going to clobber JoNo. He's going to grind his boot in his face. He's going to show Brawler how loyal he is. He's gonna-*Coventry takes Jake Badd down with a massive lariat.* Viva: (sighs)The Sam: He's not done yet. Jake Badd is the "rough" brother of the Badd Brothers. Coventry has no idea what's coming to him. Better get out of there, Sarah.*Coventry picks up a stunned Jake Badd with a double underhook and brings him down with a gutbuster.* Viva: Much as I hate to say it, Coventry has your boy's number.The Sam: He's not my boy. I am simply a financial consultant.*Jake Badd is laid out as Coventry throws an “OK” sign…* Viva: Well, it was a good try, Sam, but Michaels is covered for now.The Sam: Drats.Drakin: Security, eject that man! *A pair of Parts Unknown Security guards pick up Jake Badd and haul him back up the entrance ramp. Coventry nods to JoNo, but then...* Viva: BRB back to business with a kick to Michaels's gut...The Sam: What's he doing?*BRB waistlocks JoNo and hoists him backfirst onto his shoulder...* Viva: Looks like Brawler's ready with a Canadian backbreaker...*BRB slams JoNo down on his shoulder…* The Sam: Brawler whipping out something new. Did you feel that, Michaels?Viva: And here I thought Brawler was all talk about that training.*BRB lets JoNo slide down off of his shoulder, but then gets a hold of JoNo’s neck and...* Viva: Brawler with a neckbreaker. Nice combo, and he calls for Uncle Seth!Drakin: I don’t think he’s had enough. The Sam: What?Viva: He's the ref. He can put the mic up to JoNo any time he wants. Or doesn't.The Sam: BRB sure doesn't look happy.*JoNo dazedly sits up until BRB palm strikes him back to the mat and gets up…* Viva: BRB to the ropes, I think it's time for the Boiler Room Bomb!The Sam: Bombs Away!*BRB jumps, but JoNo rolls out of the way. BRB lands square on his back on the mat and rolls to his side in pain…* Viva: Denied. JoNo knows that move from a million miles away.*JoNo gets up and sharply kicks BRB’s side…* The Sam: Why is JoNo working BRB's torso? His finisher is an ankle lock.Viva: Sometimes it's about wearing down the opponent before moving in for the kill. The question is whether JoNo can wear BRB out to get that far.*JoNo stomps on BRB, using the ropes for leverage, when Drakin begins to count again…* The Sam: And Drakin with that stupid counting again!Viva: I don't know, I think he's just having fun with it.Drakin: One… Two, JoNo…The Sam: Even JoNo's ignoring him. Elbow to BRB.Viva: Counting never matters until you get to five anyway.Drakin: Three… you hear me, Jonny Boy? *JoNo starts punching BRB in the belly…* The Sam: Yeah, you have a point there.Drakin: Four. *JoNo stands up, his arms in the air, and walks away from BRB.* Viva: See? JoNo knows how this works. He won't risk his career on a technicality.Drakin: That’s a good Jonny Boy. Give up, Brawler? BRB: I…The Sam: Oh no!Viva: This could be it, FAWA Galaxy.Drakin: Come on…BRB: (breath) I’ve been to the chair… (breath) Twice! Viva: Too true. All too true.*BRB gets up and charges at JoNo, who braces for another spear...* The Sam: Brawler with a shoulder block. Nice try, Jono.Viva: Kip up by Michaels. He's here to stay up.The Sam: Wait... inverted DDT from Brawler. Michaels stays down!*BRB, his arm hooked over JoNo’s head, uses his free arm to lift JoNo up by the legs and into the air…* Viva: Looks like Brawler has more new moves to show us.The Sam: He's trying to break Michaels in front of the FAWA Galaxy.*BRB crashes JoNo’s back against his knee...* Viva: Backbreaker to JoNo. And Brawler stretches him out.The Sam: Brawler wants to leave JoNo a shell of his former self. He'll get his job back, but he won't be the same. So devious.Drakin: No shame, JoNo. It’s only your career, your leg-JoNo: Get… that… thing… out of my… fa-*BRB lifts JoNo up again and brings him back down on his knee.* BRB: (OFF MIC) Quit JoNo! Give it all up!Drakin: You heard the man. JoNo: No! Viva: Michaels with that patented, "never give up" attitude.The Sam: He'd rather be knocked out or pinned than give up to Brawler. BRB: (OFF MIC) Choke, Jonny Boy!Drakin: One. The Sam: That stupid counting.*BRB keeps stretching JoNo over his knee…* BRB: (OFF MIC) It’s what you’re best at, Jonny Boy! Drakin: Two, three! Viva: Speeding up there...BRB: (OFF MIC) Oh, cram it, Drakin! The Sam: Yeah, you tell him, Brawler!Drakin: Five! *Drakin bashes BRB in the head with the microphone.* Viva: Uh oh.The Sam: Hey!Drakin: One. *BRB clutches his head when Drakin rakes BRB’s eyes…* Drakin: Two *JoNo slides off of BRB's knee as BRB gets up to take a swing at Drakin, who ducks and retaliates with a drop toe hold, taking BRB down to the mat.* Viva: Drakin with the sucker punch and he is capitalizing.The Sam: This is blatant bias right here. Drakin is clearly helping Jonathan Michaels.Drakin: Three.Viva: Well, Drakin did do all that counting. Looks like there was a point.The Sam: But wait, here comes Jesse Badd!*Drakin knee drops BRB in the back…* Viva: This should be good.Drakin: Four. *Jesse Badd runs right up to Coventry...* The Sam: He's the "tough brother." Get ready to be creamed, Drakin!*Coventry whips out a can of pepper spray and sprays it right into Jesse Badd’s eyes… Drakin knee drops BRB again, this time in the belly, as he turns over.…* Viva: Drakin continuing the beatdown. How much longer?The Sam: Pepper spray? Pepper spray? That is a foreign object!Viva: Dude, it's an "I Quit" Match.The Sam: An "I Quit" Match with counting!Drakin: Five. All yours JoNo. The Sam: Don't let a little pepper spray discourage you, Jesse!Viva: JoNo is back in the game, what's he going to do?*JoNo grabs BRB’s legs and slaps on a Boston crab… Coventry takes Jesse Badd to the ramp with the Psicologica.* The Sam: Jesse! What's the matter with you?Viva: JoNo with a Boston crab. Looks like all those body shots are paying off now, eh Sam? Sam?The Sam: That's two now. Coventry took out both of the Badd Brothers in short order.Drakin: And take that guy out of here, Security. The Sam: Hey!Viva: He did it to Jake too.*Another pair of Parts Unknown Security guards haul Jesse Badd out. JoNo keeps the Boston crab on BRB as BRB tries to reach the ropes. Drakin doesn’t budge.* Viva: Y'know, you might be onto something with that "bias" thing.The Sam: Yes. You're finally coming around to my superior theories-Viva: Quit while you're ahead.*JoNo stands up a little, jumps, and slams his weight down onto BRB’s back, but BRB does manage to grab the ropes.* Viva: Ooh, that's not a good trip to the chiropractor.The Sam: Does JoNo really think this will make BRB quit? He's silly.Viva: He has to make up for some of those powerful moves BRB pulled on him. He's practically playing catch up right now.*JoNo releases BRB, who rolls out of the ring to recover. JoNo stands up and looks to a turnbuckle…* The Sam: JoNo going high risk district?*JoNo climbs the turnbuckle and looks around the Parts Unknown Arena…* Viva: One good moonsault could pop Brawler's balloon. Just saying.*JoNo looks down at the recovering BRB and drops down from the top rope…* Viva: Good call on his part. Credit where credit is due.The Sam: Zounds. I was really hoping he'd jump and miss.Viva: Michaels didn't get this far in his career without learning to read his opponents.The Sam: He has no career right now though.Viva: And if he beats Brawler, he will again.*JoNo runs along the apron, leaps off, and drop kicks BRB into the barrier.* Viva: And JoNo officially takes the fight to the outside.The Sam: Now we have a brawl.*BRB dazedly stands up and backs into JoNo, who takes BRB down with a Russian leg sweep.* Drakin: One. The Sam: Now what is he counting for?Viva: I think it's obvious.*JoNo looks up at Drakin, confused again. Drakin blankly stares back at JoNo…* Drakin: Two…The Sam: Make it count, I guess. Er, I mean... Um...Viva: You just indirectly cheered for JoNo.The Sam: I know.*JoNo takes BRB by the head and stands him up…* Drakin: Three…*JoNo punches Brawler in the head a couple of times…* Viva: Drakin's counting moving at a brisk pace. He really wants to climb out there and do some more beating.Drakin: Four…*JoNo walks away from Brawler, his arms raised...* Viva: I don't think that's what he's counting, JoNo.Drakin: … Five.The Sam: Here he comes!*JoNo braces himself for Drakin. BRB takes the time to recover on his knees…* The Sam: Hey. Hey, wait a minute...Viva: He's outside the ring. If Drakin gets to ten he'll resume the beating. It's gonna be ugly if he does.Drakin: Six…*JoNo returns to BRB, who punches him in the gut a couple of times before standing up…* The Sam: And BRB takes back control of the match!Drakin: Seven. *JoNo quickly rolls into the ring…* Viva: There ya go, Michaels.The Sam: But what about Brawler?Drakin: Eight…*BRB grabs JoNo’s foot and yanks him to the outside…* Viva: That's what.Drakin: (sigh) One…Viva: The clock has been reset. What'll happen now?*BRB whips JoNo into a ringpost, stunning him.* Drakin: Two…*BRB grabs JoNo and drives him into the ring steps.* The Sam: Brawler using the environment as a weapon. JoNo can't hold on much longer.Viva: Make no mistake that this match is personal.Drakin: Three…*BRB leans on the apron to recover…* The Sam: Now's not the time, BRB! Now's the time to crush JoNo!Drakin: Four…*BRB runs up to JoNo front kicks him in the face against the steps.* The Sam: Think of all the weight behind that kick! Does JoNo have a complete skull after that?Drakin: Five…*BRB looks behind himself and heads for the other steps…* Viva: Uh oh... I think Brawler has an idea.Drakin:Six…*BRB hops onto his Segway…* The Sam: Oh, this is gonna be delicious.Viva: What did you just say, The Sam?Drakin: Seven…*JoNo starts to stand up when BRB sets his Segway to full speed toward JoNo…* The Sam: Here he comes!Drakin: Eight. Viva: Clothesline! JoNo takes to the air!*JoNo is blasted back into the barrier by a high speed lariat from BRB…* The Sam: That's using your noggin, BRB. Such an understated, resourceful man.Viva: He better get back in the ring though.Drakin: Nine *BRB quickly hops off his Segway and slides into the ring.* Drakin: Ten. *Drakin slips out of the ring and heads for JoNo... The Sam: Yes! Now JoNo's gonna get it!Viva: And Brawler ain't done with that Segway. There he goes again.*Drakin grabs JoNo and drives him shoulder first into the ring post… BRB hops onto his Segway and drives to the far end of his side of the ring…* Viva: And Brawler looks like he is really winding up for this one.The Sam: If JoNo doesn't quit after this one-two combo, he'll just be dead!Viva: Which would be a whole other problem for Brawler and the FAWA.*Drakin elbows JoNo in the back.* The Sam: Hey, what's Marshall Wesley Coventry doing?Viva: Um... Uh...The Sam: He even has a tire iron in his hands! Is he here to fix the match in JoNo's favor?*Drakin elbows JoNo in the back again.* Viva: Drakin is too focused on punishing JoNo to notice!The Sam: If Coventry takes out Drakin...Viva: We'll be confused as to who to cheer for?The Sam: No, but... well here comes Brawler!*Drakin jumps up and drops a third elbow to JoNo’s back, sending JoNo down to the mat. BRB comes around the corner… Coventry continues sneaking behind Drakin…* Viva: BOOM! Drakin is flying! He is actually flying!The Sam: And Coventry with the tire iron! Drakin is out! Drakin is out!*Drakin is out and hyperventilating when BRB steps off of his Segway to grab Drakin’s microphone…* The Sam: What's Brawler doing?BRB: I don’t need a damn ref to make you quit… *BRB heads for Jono, and Coventry pursues him…* The Sam: Coventry, you no good...BRB: Back off, you psycho. In fact, as my company’s Majority Shareholder, I demand that you and Sarah be removed from the Parts Unknown Arena. Security! *Coventry looks at BRB, then behind himself at Parts Unknown Security who storm towards him and Sarah…* BRB: Do you hear that, Michaels? It's the sound of your final, ultimate loss in the my company.*BRB crouches down to JoNo…* BRB: It’s all over in a matter of moments for you, and for me, BRB! *BRB plants his boot onto JoNo’s back and leans forward…* BRB: Drakin’s a little busy right now, and your little insurance policy is outta here-*Coventry hops onto BRB’s Segway and makes a run for it, speeding past Parts Unknown Security but stopping to pick up Sarah...* BRB: Hey! Hey! Get that back! Don’t let him get out of here with that! *Parts Unknown Security collectively pursues Coventry, who restarts the Segway up the entrance ramp to the lift that BRB descended from…* BRB: Quick, get another guy out here! *The Great Warrior emerges from the back, pointing at Coventry…* *Coventry steps off the lift as the Great Warrior throws a headbutt at him. Coventry responds with a swing of his tire iron. BRB grinds his boot in JoNo’s back…* BRB: I wish you could see this, Michaels: all your hopes and dreams crashing down around you. *Great Warrior steps back and Coventry misses. Great Warrior runs at Coventry, who catches him with the Lunatrixium, bringing GW crashing to the stage.* BRB: But right now, the only thing you’ll know is crashing down is me, BRB! The FAWA Majority Shareholder! *The lift starts rising, and Coventry quickly gets back onto it in time.* BRB: You won’t get a new career here in my company. Do you hear, me, BRB? *BRB drives his forearm into the back of JoNo’s head...* MWC: Hey, Brawler. The lady here has something to say!BRB: You've said and done enough Sarah!SNM: Jonathan! This is your wife, Sarah...BRB: Can it, Sarah! Your husband is gonna quit!SNM: Don't listen to him, Jonathan. Don't listen to Brawler. Listen to the crowd. Listen to me.BRB: Listen to this!*BRB bashes the microphone to the side of JoNo's ear...* BRB: Hear that?SNM: This is more than your career. You can't come this far only for Brawler to beat you.BRB: Cut her mic!SNM: You can't lose this time!*Coventry looks down at the crowd, at the Segway, and at Sarah...* Viva: Oh, right. We're still on commentary.The Sam: Uh, uh, right. Um...Viva: Don't push that golden Segway, Coventry...The Sam: Right. Don't push that golden Segway, Coventry!*Coventry pushes that golden Segway off the lift. The golden Segway crashes all the way down on the hard cement below, destroyed on impact…* BRB: It’s just you and me, Michaels. Just you and me, BRB! Say it! Say the words! Say what everyone knows you’ll say…JoNo: YOU'LL HAVE TO KILL ME, YOU SON OF A BITCH!The Sam: How?Viva: BRB hasn't exactly been beating him down right there. Just saying.*JoNo turns himself onto his back, making BRB lose his footing. JoNo grabs a foot and applies the Key Grip again…* Viva: And Michaels gets the Key Grip again.The Sam: BRB's too dominant right now for that to work.Viva: And Drakin's getting back up at last. That combo did a number on the son of a bitch.*JoNo releases BRB to stand up and stomp him in the legs and feet.* The Sam: Finally, JoNo at least using his head. His thoroughly bashed head.Viva: What will Drakin do once he's back to 100%?*JoNo grabs the ring steps and lifts them up into the air…* The Sam: And JoNo with the ring steps! He's ramping up the action!Viva: He should have done that a long time ago.The Sam: And DOWN come the steps! BRB can take it though. I just know it!Viva: Looks like it hurt, but BRB is getting back to his...*JoNo chucks the steps straight at BRB’s head, knocking him back as the steps land on his legs.* The Sam: BRB is back down! JoNo with the hardcore action!Viva: Drakin getting his mic back...*Drakin walks over to grab the microphone and he sticks it in BRB’s face…* BRB: Bite me… Drakin! *BRB lashes out at Drakin when JoNo jumps up and plops onto the ring steps, still on BRB’s legs…* The Sam: BRB needs to get out of there or else he'll be crippled for the rest of this match.Viva: That's Michaels's idea. He's finally working at BRB's legs for the-The Sam: The Key Grip! He's going for the Key-*BRB kicks JoNo away and tries to stand back up. JoNo grabs BRB from behind and rolls him into the ring. Drakin rolls himself into the ring.* Viva: And the action returns to the ring.The Sam: Don't lay there like a slug, BRB!Viva: And Michaels goes for the high risk district again...*JoNo poses for the crowd…* The Sam: Roll, BRB. Roll.Viva: Michaels with a moonsault! BRB is the landing pad!The Sam: Things are starting to look grim for BRB.Viva: And here comes Drakin to find out if he can take any more.
*JoNo rolls over onto his back, resting on top of BRB…*
Drakin: Say the words!
BRB: … This is my... company!
Drakin: I’ve had it with you two! You wanted me to choose, Brawler? Then here goes!
Viva: Wuh oh... The Sam: The Inquisition! Drakin with the Inquisition! Viva: Yeah, that's not biased.
*JoNo recovers some more as Drakin continues to apply the Inquisition to BRB, but BRB stays in the match.*
The Sam: It was a roll of the dice for Brawler and it came up snake eyes!
Drakin: (OFF MIC) Say it, Brawler! Say “I Quit!”
Viva: And JoNo joins the party. Key Grip to Brawler! The Sam: The fix is in! Viva: But Brawler ain't giving up! Damn.
Drakin: (OFF MIC) Don’t be a fool! You quit! You quit! I don’t need you!
*BRB shakes his head no. JoNo releases the Key Grip...*
Viva: JoNo going to try something else? What is there to do?
*JoNo grabs BRB's other foot and twists both feet.*
The Sam: A Double Key Grip? Viva: A Double Key Grip?
BRB: Okay! Okay, you sons of bitches! I Quit! Do you hear me? I Quit! I Quit! I Quit!
The Sam: Brawler!
*Drakin calls the bell.*
MM: Here is your winner and soon to be reinstated to the FAWA: Jonathan... Michaels!
The Sam: The fix was in...
*Drakin and JoNo release BRB. JoNo backs up to the ropes to rest in relief while Sarah and Coventry are lowered back to the entrance stage…*
The Sam: Jonathan Michaels has his job back. This is terrible! Viva: Well, he had a little help from Drakin, but Michaels did hold on throughout the match.
Drakin: There you go, Brawler. Congratulations, Jonathan Michaels. I’m glad that I could referee this match…
*Drakin locks eyes with JoNo…*
Drakin: And I’m glad that you’ll be there to see this company burn to the ground…
*Drakin drops the mic and leaves as EMTs enter the ring to tend to BRB and JoNo…*
The Sam: Doesn't Michaels realize that Drakin chose him because he would be more instrumental to the destruction of the FAWA Galaxy? Viva: And Brawler has to sign JoNo to a new contract... The Sam: Son of a bitch. Viva: Well, we're still out of the announce booth either way, and there's still more action to come.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jun 21, 2012 13:51:13 GMT -5
[glow=gold,2,300]SUMMERFEST[/glow][glow=gold,2,300]World Heavyweight Title Shot Ladder Match[/glow]El Hijo de Boiler Room Brawler versus Ryan Bergman versus “The Emerald Warrior” Gus Richlen versus “Damn Right” JacksonWritten by Gus Richlen Viva: Up next is....
I really don't want to do this.The Sam: What do you mean, you don't want to-Viva: Simple. It's bad enough I'm losing my job here on commentary. It's even worse when I lose my title. I can still commentate through those, mind you, but adding the biggest jackass in this company to a match?! It's ridiculous.The Sam: So am I to assume that you'll just make a bunch of grunts throught the match?Viva: More than likely.The Sam: Wonderful.MM: The following is the World Title Shot Ladder Match! The only way to win is to climb the ladder and retrieve one of the two frozen turkeys hanging above the ring! The match does not end until BOTH turkeys are retrieved!*"Judgment Night" kicks in as red and yellow light floods the arena and El Hijo Del BoilerRoomBrawler charges to the ring.* MM: Introducing first, from Mexico City, Mexico, weighing in at 400 pounds, El Hijo Del BoilerRoomBrawler!The Sam: EHDBRB is in this match primarily to win the World Title shot and likely give it to Brawler himself, but in any case, he may only need a short ladder at his height!*Then the lights go out and the sound of a generator shutting down is heard. Then the lights go emerald as the percussion intro of "Runaway" kicks in. There is a massive pyro blast before Gus Richlen, mask, sword, vest, and all, walks out to the ring.* MM: From Peshtigo, Wisconsin, weighing in at 181 pounds, the "Emerald Warrior," Gus Richlen!The Sam: And there's part of the reason Viva won't be saying much. In any event, I hate to admit it, but of all four in the match, I hope he gets the World Title shot more than I do anyone else. He needs something to keep him going seeing as he hasn't gotten Shaelin back in the company yet.*"Put Your Light On" hits as the lights dim and Ryan Bergman slowly walks to the ring.* MM: From Central New York, weighing in at 227 pounds, Ryan Bergman!The Sam: Bergman was once the longest reigning FAWA World Champion, and winning the right turkey would possibly get him started on a new record!* "Neither Enemy Nor Friend... Damn Right!"
"Break The Chain" hits as "Damn Right" Jackson slowly walks out to the ramp, looks around as he unbuttons his jacket, then throws his hands up as the pyro goes off.* MM: And from West Philly, weighing in at 305 pounds, "Damn Right" Jackson!The Sam: And then there's the man who broke Bergman's record. He's got one hell of a big match back just a few weeks after his return, so hopefully he's right about not having ring rust!*The bell rings as Bergman and Jackson stare up at the turkeys, but Richlen blindsides Bergman almost instantly! He starts punching the former world champion relentlessly as Jackson decides to charge EHDBRB but gets headbutted down. EHDBRB then exits the ring and decides to just watch for a while. Richlen continues to slug away at Bergman before turning his attention to Jackson, but Jackson meets him midway and lariats him! Bergman manages to get to his feet as EHDBRB throws a ladder into the ring. Jackson picks it up and throws it back over, but EHDBRB catches it and throws it back, knocking Jackson backward a bit. EHDBRB re-enters the ring and is immediately set upon by Bergman, who gets easily tossed aside, as is Richlen when he tries to stop the giant. Jackson gets back up and tries to use the ladder as a weapon, only for EHDBRB to completely and blatantly no-sell every shot. Bergman grabs a ladder and swings as well, but the back is no use either. Richlen gets his own ladder and enters, with the other two encouraging him to triple-team EHDBRB, but Richlen hits Bergman instead!* The Sam: I guess it really IS every man for himself!*Richlen then snap suplexes Bergman on the ladder before suddenly turning and spearing Jackson! He then turns and is stopped dead in his tracks by a brain chop from EHDBRB. EHDBRB takes one of the ladders and sets it up, but Bergman gingerly gets to his feet, takes the ladder he landed on, and rams it repeatedly into EHDBRB. EHDBRB, however, is not stopping climbing the ladder, even though Jackson is climbing the ladder and slugging away. The climbing all stops, however, when Richlen runs in with another ladder and rams the standing one, breaking one of the supports, wedging the ladders together, and causing those on it to crash to the mat! That done, Richlen grabs another ladder and goes right after Bergman again, and it turns into a ladder joust gone wrong when Bergman nails him! Richlen drops the ladder, and Bergman takes advantage by reverse bodyslamming him on it! With Richlen down, Bergman uses the ladder for extra impact after springboarding the ropes for a Lionsault, sandwiching the former Inter-Forum Champion! EHDBRB manages to get up, but so does Jackson, and he clips the bigger man down before he and Bergman grab EHDBRB and double suplex him on a ladder! Jackson gets up from the impact and walks right into a Yakuza kick! Bergman then sets a ladder up again, but EHDBRB sells the suplex about as well as sauerkraut at a candy store, and Bergman gets only a few steps up before he gets brain chopped off! With everyone seemingly down, EHDBRB starts calmly climbing the ladder and begins inspecting the turkeys!* The Sam: Oh, I see what's going on! He stuffed those himself, so he'd know which turkey has the title shot! Genius!*EHDBRB is still inspecting when Richlen swings a ladder like a baseball bat and hammers him! Richlen then sets that ladder up, climbs it alongside EHDBRB, jumps, and headscissors him off the ladder! During the interim, Bergman has gotten back up and is climbing a ladder, but Richlen goes to the opposite side of the other ladder and climbs as well! They both get to the top at the same time and Bergman reaches for a turkey, but there's a deranged look in Richlen's eyes. Bergman lowers his hand and starts explaining that they can each just take a turkey and be done with it, but Richlen grabs him by the throat!* The Sam: Richlen has had a lot of venom directed towards Bergman lately, and it may just boil over now!*With a scream of "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!!!", Richlen forcefully shoves Bergman off the ladder! Bergman crashes and burns as Richlen reaches up and swiftly unhooks a turkey!* MM: Gus Richlen has retrieved one of the turkeys! The match will continue until the last turkey is brought down!*Richlen climbs down, not taking his glare off of Bergman until he spots EHDBRB getting up and walking towards the ladder. With one swing, Richlen swings the turkey in a low arc and low blows EHDBRB, much to the fans' delight as he exits the ring!* Viva: Is he gone now?The Sam: Well, he's walking around the outside, but-Viva: Good. At least that-*Viva is cut off when Richlen nails him with the turkey! Richlen doesn't take his eye off Viva as he finally leaves. In the ring, meanwhile, Jackson has gotten up, and, seeing EHDBRB slowly start to rise, he picks the bigger man up and hits the High Attitude on a down ladder! Jackson gets back up, but Bergman finally gets up and plants Jackson down with a bulldog on the ladder! Jackson starts to pull himself up but his knocked down again with a shining wizard! Bergman spots EHDBRB trying to get up and so he goes over and knocks the giant down with a pump kick! Starting to fire up now, he takes another crack at climbing the ladder, but EHDBRB is up yet again. The much bigger man starts climbing once more, but Bergman suddenly swings around, grabs hold of EHDBRB, and pulls him off the ladder with Spinal Tap! With EHDBRB finally out of the way, Bergman starts climbing again, but Jackson finally gets up and heads for the ladder! Bergman has a head start, though, and he reaches for the turkey, but he accidentally shoves the turkey into an erratic pattern as Jackson reaches the top as well, which results in the turkey swinging wildly above the ring as the two start trading punches before Bergman catches Jackson with an elbow to the jaw! With one forearm shove, he finishes shoving Jackson off the ladder, then takes one more step up!* The Sam: All Bergman has to do now is reach up and unhook the last turkey of the night!Viva: Next time that son of a bitch assaults me like that I'm having his ass thrown in jail....*Before Bergman can grab the latch, however, Jackson grabs the ladder and lifts it off the ground! Bergman is trying desperately to keep his balance and so is Jackson, but Jackson stumbles backwards before powerslamming the ladder, and Bergman crashes in the opposite corner! Jackson steadies himself with the fallen ladder before picking it up, setting it in the middle of the ring, climbing, and grabbing the last turkey!* MM: "Damn Right" Jackson has retrieved the final turkey, therefore the winners of this match, the "Emerald Warrior" Gus Richlen and "Damn Right" Jackson!Viva: Yay. Big woop to the latter, and hopes of the pink slip for the latter.The Sam: Bergman took one hell of a beating but still came so close. Shame he couldn't get one, but he's going to be one pre-occupied man with Seth Drakin in a few months!*Bergman is picking himself up off the canvas as EHDBRB is still down as Jackson celebrates up the ramp.*
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jun 21, 2012 13:51:36 GMT -5
[glow=gold,2,300]SUMMERFEST[/glow][glow=gold,2,300]World Heavyweight Championship[/glow]Ryan Blood versus Frank CastleWritten by Mister Socko’s Brother and The Punisher The Sam: And so folks, it's on to our main event tonight, and one we have been really looking forward to all evening. It's a clash between two of the most vicious men in this business, and they both have the destruction of the other in mind. Viva: But our Majority Shareholder, Boiler Room Brawler, has insisted that these two men will not be allowed to turn this into another bloodbath - this is a standard rules, two-out-of-three falls match, with the title only changing hands if the deciding fall is a pin or a submission.The Sam: It'll be interesting to see whether these two guys can reign it in - they ve been at each other's throats for over a month and beat the crap out of one another at the Animated Pay Per View - I m not sure how this will work out.Viva: It could of course, play right into Castle’s hands - if he starts to show some of that brutality he s known for, he could get disqualified, and hold on to the title.The Sam: Let's go to Michael Muffer.Michael Muffer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is your main event, and is a two-out-of-three falls match for the FAWA World Heavyweight Championship!*The lights go out and "Love Is Not Enough" by Nine Inch Nails* Michael Muffer: Introducing first, the challenger! Hailing from Baltimore, MD, and weighing in at 208 lbs, representing The Fallen...Ryan Blood!*Blue jets of flame erupt at the top of the ramp to either side of Blood, whose head is lowered. Around his waist is his 101 Colony Campeonatos de Parejas title belt. His head snaps up as the flames die down and he walks down to the ring under blue lighting and tremendous booing from the FAWA Galaxy. He removes his jacket and throws it at referee Will Alphonzo without looking at him as he awkwardly catches it, briskly walking over to the corner to lay his title belt on the apron and stretch against the ropes, looking focused* *Rage Against The Machine, Wake Up , starts.* Michael Muffer: And his opponent, from New York, weighing 296 lbs, he is the FAWA World Heavyweight Champion, The Punisher Frank Castle!*Castle makes his way into the ring, never taking his eyes off Blood, as he places his bag and jacket in the corner, and gives the title belt to the referee.* The Sam: I'm intrigued, you know Castle about as well as anyone can do, you really think he can stop himself kicking the crap out of Blood here?Viva: I really don't know, Frank talks to himself sometimes, and I really think there's a few screws loose in there that don't have any holes left, but Blood is no pushover Sammy, he's just as nuts as Castle is, and to be frank, if you'll pardon the pun, there's no telling what he will do either.*Blood and Castle circle one another slowly, neither man making an early move. Eventually the ref urges them to lock up. They struggle, and Castle eventually uses his superior strength to shove Blood to the ground. The challenger straightens his jaw, then reassesses his options.* Viva: Well I think we've established that Frank has the strength advantage here, one thing Blood can't do is overpower him.The Sam: But, my dear Vincent, strength is not everything, Blood is tenacious and smarter than your average bear, I think he might have The Punisher's number...*The two lock up again, and as Castle tries to throw him again, Blood twists and locks in a side headlock, then quickly spins around the back and synchs in a hammerlock. Dropping to the floor, Blood tries a quick roll up, but Castle rolls through and escapes the pin attempt. This time Castle reassesses as Blood obviously has the speed and technique advantage. This time Castle kicks Blood in the gut as the two go to lock up. Two heavy knees to Blood's head backs him up to the corner, where Castle strikes with uppercuts and punches to the gut, then shoulder blocks to the stomach. He whips Blood to the opposite turnbuckle, then follows it up with a big clothesline. Blood staggers out of the corner, and Castle rebounds off the ropes again, but Blood has the presence of mind to trip him, leaving the champion flat on his face.* The Sam: Told you, didn't I? Guy is a lot smarter than you give him credit for. Of course, I don't want him to take the title away from our glorious organisation, but I really don't see the benefits of having a sociopath as our champion.Viva: Maybe you'd like to ask him after the match.The Sam: No, you're fine, honest.*Blood stomps on the back of his head, then drops a big elbow on to the back of Castle's neck. The challenger grabs Castle and drags him to his feet, and hits him with a barrage of punches and kicks, knocking the champion down to one knee. He follows it up with en elbow to the top of Castle's head, then rebounds off the ropes to launch a short dropkick to the champion s face, felling him. Blood goes for a cover.* 1 *Castle kicks out and rolls to his side. Blood looms over him and grabs his face from behind, clawing at his eyes.* The Sam: Ow, ow, ow, that has to hurt!*Castle forces his way to his feet, but Blood grabs him in a half nelson and stretches his throat across the top rope, choking his opponent out. The ref counts to four and the challenger breaks the hold, leaving Castle gasping for breath. A kick to the gut on the downed Punisher sends him sprawling onto his belly, and Blood seizes the opportunity by sitting down and dragging Castle into a Camel Clutch, stretching his chest, compressing his back and putting pressure on his neck and throat.* The Sam: This is turning into something of a walkover - I thought you said Castle had spent weeks preparing for this, looks like he just turned up after a week of sitting on his couch watching cartoons.Viva: He hates Spider-Man you know.*Castle is already struggling and the ref asks him if he wants to tap. With a pained expression on his face, Castle awkwardly shakes his head. Blood sits down harder with a vicious look on his face, and tightens his grip around the champion's chin. He leans back into the hold and Castle grimaces, fighting the pain that is already sinking into his body at this early stage of the match. The champion manages to force an arm free, as Blood leans back more. Castle uses his strength to pull his other arm free.* Viva: Come on Frank, you're not done yet, I can feel the hate flowing through you, come on, take this jerk to the cleaners!The Sam: I can feel the hate flowing through you? You're quoting Star Wars in the middle of a World Championship match, what next, you re going to tell me you're my father?Viva: Don't be silly, I wouldn't go near your mother.*Blood sticks his forearms across Castle's shoulders to stop him powering out of the move, but The Punisher has the bit between his teeth and begins to get to his knees, Blood though quickly rolls backward out of the hold before Castle can make it to his feet. He waits to take advantage, but when he charges to make an attack, The Punisher retaliates with a big boot that drops Blood on his back. Castle starts his assault, leg dropping his challenger across the throat, and pounding him in the head with big right hands. He drags Blood to his feet and then hauls him up onto his shoulder. * Viva: Aha! Now we're talking, come on Frank!*Castle gives a thumbs down and runs across the ring, pivoting and slamming Blood down on his back. He makes a quick cover.* 1 *Blood kicks out on one, but Castle smacks an elbow into his challenger's throat, then grabs him around the neck and drags him to his feet again. He stares with fury into Blood s eyes and lifts him up into the air, then walks over to the top rope and dumps him to ringside. Blood lands in a heap on the arena floor, holding the back of his head. Castle uncharacteristically goes up to the top rope, ready to lower the boom on Blood on the outside. Castle awkwardly leaps, but Blood was playing possum, and moves out of the way, leaving the champion to crash headfirst into the crowd barrier!* Viva: Damn it! That looked brutal!The Sam: You don't often see him go high risk, and I guess that's why!*Blood shakes away the cobwebs and then whips Castle into the ringpost! Castle slams into the steel spine-first and lets out a loud groan of pain, staying on his feet through sheer force of will...only for Blood to hit him with a sick rolling elbow that crushes his skull between bone and steel! Castle collapses in a heap* The Sam: Ow ow ow ow, again! When Castle won this title from Jonathan Michaels we saw him rebound from an amazing amount of punishment, pun fully intended, but the guy has to have a limit, right?Viva: That's gotta be what Blood's thinking, Sammy. But I've got faith in Frank to get the same result tonight he got against Jono back then.*Rolling in and out of the ring to restart the count, Blood whips Castle into one set of steel ring steps, then into the other, and then grabs him by the hair and slams him neck-first onto the corner of the steps!* Viva: GodDAMN! That's the kind of thing that could paralyze you, but I don't think Blood cares! He saw a way to weaken Castle's neck for the Krayt Dragon, and he used it!*Castle is shoved back into the ring by Blood, who slides in and goes to lock on the Krayt Dragon, but out of nowhere Castle straightens up, reaches to grab Blood by the neck, and brings him over in position to hit him with a Michinoku Driver II! Blood's had the fight knocked out of him and Castle rolls away, wincing and holding the back of his neck* Viva: YEAH! There we go!The Sam: But look at Castle, ViVA! His neck really does seem to be bothering him like you said.Viva: With Blood down, that doesn't matter.*Castle smashes a knee into Blood's face as he tries to stand, sending the challenger back down! The champion sets up for a power bomb and hits it! Blood's entire body convulses after the impact and he lays very still* 1! 2! Kickout! The Sam: Great powerbomb! I thought we were gonna see a three after Blood got hit with that one!*Castle picks Blood up for a gorilla press, but before he can get him all the way up Blood squirms out of his grasp and drops to the mat, catching Frank's head on the way down and spiking him with a DDT! The champion isn't moving! Blood lays on the mat, gasping for breath, and finally begins getting up slowly, clearly hampered by pain. Blood locks on the Krayt Dragon!* Viva: S***! C'mon Frank, you can get outta this!*Castle fights like hell to get to the ropes or escape the hold or counter it as he did before, but has no success with any of the three! Blood viciously slams Castle's neck into his knee over and over before cranking up the pressure again and...CASTLE TAPS!* MM: The winner of the first fall: RYAN BLOOD! There will now be a sixty second rest period before the beginning of the second fall...Viva: Damn it! I don't think we've ever seen Castle tap to anybody before, but Blood just did too much damage to his neck!The Sam: Might have just been the smart thing to do, he could have risked serious injury had he stayed in that hold.Viva: Well Frank ain’t dumb, but if he wants to win this, he’s got to pull all the stops out now, there’s no room for complacency.*Blood leans against one turnbuckle with a big grin on his face. Castle slowly gets to his feet, holding his neck and shaking his head to clear the cobwebs. He realises Blood is smiling and baiting him, so he gladly accepts and charges the challenger as the sixty seconds reaches its conclusion. His power play shoves Blood back into the corner where he starts blasting him with heavy rights and lefts. He beals Blood out of the corner and throws him halfway across the ring. Castle angrily stamps his foot down on the back of Blood's head, then kneels over his back and starts driving elbows into his head. The referee orders him to break, and Castle backs off. He waits for Blood to get to his feet, then decks him with an almighty lariat that sees his head rebound off the mat. Castle goes for the cover. 1 2 *But Blood kicks out.* The Sam: My God! I thought he had him there - Castle needs a fall to make sure he s still in this, all Blood needs is Castle to make one mistake and he has the title.Viva: And doesn't it look like Frank isn't about to make one?*Castle hoists Blood into a suplex, slingshots his gut off the ropes, then instead of driving him to the mat, drops him onto his should into a power slam and pitches him over the top rope into the aisle, sending him about six feet through the air.* The Sam: Holy Crap! How the Hell did Castle get him up that high?Viva: I told you, he's getting mad, and you wouldn't like Frank when he's mad!The Sam: I'm sure that was another superhero wasn't it?Viva: I don't know who you mean.*Blood staggers to his feet, and crawls up onto the apron. Castle grabs him by the hair and props him over the top rope, then grabs him round the waist and deposits him back in the ring with a thunderous gut wrench suplex! Downed, Blood struggles to roll over, but when he does, Castle plants his knee in his back and manoeuvres him into a sitting position, then locks in a harsh chinlock, where he is obviously choking his opponent* Viva: Smart move, he's gonna cut off the oxygen to Blood s brain, slow his reactions, make him ripe for that endgame punch.The Sam: It's an illegal move!Viva: And I'm sure his mother is crying buckets.*Blood's head slumps to one side, but Castle releases the hold and drives his elbow into the top of his opponent s head, stunning him. Blood drags himself to his knees, but Castle grabs him and whips him to the ropes. Bending down for a back body drop, the champion leaves himself exposed for desperate kick from Blood right to his face, knocking him to the mat. Blood then uses the ropes to catapult himself towards the downed champion, jackknifing a high elbow straight into Castle's nose, sending blood spattering over the canvas. The challenger goes for the cover.* 1 2 *Castle shoves Blood off him and breaks the count, but the challenger, whilst groggy, seizes the initiative.* The Sam: Think Frankie Boy got a little angry and made a cardinal error Vince.Viva: Don't call me Vince. Frank knows what he s doing, he's just letting this scumbag get a false sense of security, then *BAM* he'll kick his ass so hard he'll have his teeth on the mantle as a collection.*Blood decks Castle with a roundhouse kick to the back of the head. The Champion rolls backward. Blood climbs to the top rope, dives into the ring and stomps hard on the back of Castle's head.* The Sam: That's the Owen 3:16!Viva: What kind of person names a move like that?The Sam: I don't think he gives a toss man, he s gonna get that second fall.*Blood goes for the cover.* 1 2 *But Castle struggles out. Blood streams from the champion's nose, so the challenger takes advantage, lifting Castle up and smacking him in the side of the head with an enziguiri. Building his confidence, Blood whips Castle into the turnbuckles and follows up with a big Stinger Splash, Castle staggers out of the corner and Blood delivers a bulldog, dropping the champion face first to the mat. Blood ascends the top rope and mocks The Punisher as he leaps, and delivers a big flying elbow drop to the back of Castle's head.* The Sam: That looks bad.*Castle's eyes have glazed over as Blood goes up again, and repeats the feat, drilling his elbow into the back of the champion s head. Castle looks out of it. Blood covers.* 1 2 *Castle again just gets out in time, but looks stunned and vulnerable. He slowly, very slowly, makes his way to his feet. Blood mockingly applauds him and an evil look casts over his face. He waits for Castle to turn to face him, and goes to unleash a Turbolaser Superkick, only for the champion to duck out of the way. Castle aims for a big right, but Blood ducks and grabs Castle from behind for a rollup.* The Sam: Clever, clever move.Viva: Well, not quite.*Castle has anticipated the move, and grabs Blood’s arm, locking his shin under Blood’s chin and wrapping his other leg around the back of the challenger’s neck.* Viva: Told you, get out of that Blood.*Castle tightens his grip with the Deadlock. Blood struggles, but it’s in the middle of the ring, and Castle rolls to the side preventing Blood from lifting him or pulling backward.* The Sam: Believe me, that looks really, really painful.Viva: Almost as painful as sitting through this commentary with you.*Blood eventually starts slapping the mat as his eyes bulge with Castle applying pressure to his throat.* Viva: He tapped! They’re one fall apiece! Time for this to get serious.The Sam: That mean we’re in sudden death? Oh good, I LOVE sudden death overtime.Viva: I wish you would experience something sudden with a degree of finality...MM: Winner of the second fall - The Punisher! There will now be a sixty second rest period before the beginning of the third and final fall...The Sam: I gotta go with Blood on this. Younger, quicker, and his stamina is better.Viva: But, don’t forget, Castle is the champion, and he’s bigger, stronger and…The Sam: …and he’s got an injured neck - that could prove crucial.*Blood is coughing heavily in the corner as the sixty seconds counts down, Castle sits against the bottom turnbuckle holding his neck, trying to stretch out the muscles and dull the pain. Slowly he makes his way to his feet and walks to the centre of the ring. Blood meets him there, still rubbing his throat. The two stare at one another and then start to trash talk. Blood fires a punch at Castle’s crimson spattered face. The champion responds with a clubbing forearm to Blood’s shoulder and a kick to the gut. He brings a knee up to Blood’s face and drops him with a short uppercut that stuns the challenger. Castle props himself up on the second rope.* The Sam: He did this before and it didn’t go too well did it Vinnie?Viva: You saying Frank is stupid?The Sam: No, no, no, but I think he could choose a different, less risky move.Viva: Oh, the supreme tactician speaks! If this doesn’t come off maybe Frank will hire you…as a target.The Sam: What was that?Viva: Oh nothing, just watch the match.*Castle this time doesn’t miss, connecting with a big clothesline that floors Blood. He scrambles over to him for the cover.* 1 2 *But Blood gets his shoulder up. Castle looks frustrated and punches the mat. He hooks Blood up for a gut wrench suplex, but instead of following all the way through, dumps him on his head and slams a knee into his throat and makes another cover.* 1 2 *Blood again gets a shoulder up. Castle thumps him in the head with his fist and gets to his feet. He picks up his opponent and positions him for a suplex, only for Blood to counter quickly and ensnare the champion in an inside cradle.* 1 2 *But Castle manages to squirm out.* The Sam: I thought he had him there.Viva: Blood’s not out of this yet - it’s an epic. To be honest, I didn’t think Frank would be able to keep up with Blood in a pure wrestling match, yet here he is - but neither man can have too much more left in the tank, surely?The Sam: Don’t call me Shirley.Viva: I’m gonna hit you.*Blood strikes with a quick European Uppercut and twists the champion into a neck breaker that leaves him rolling on the mat holding his neck. Blood makes the cover.* 1 2 *Castle again rolls out, but this time fails to get to his feet, as Blood is on him instantly, jamming his knee into the back of Castle’s neck and grabbing his hair, wrenching his head backward. Castle bellows in pain as Blood reaches over and grabs his palate, compressing the neck further.* Viva: Blood is really going for it, I don’t think he cares if he seriously injures him.The Sam: Well wouldn’t it make a nice change from Castle doing that to other people?Viva: You really want me to tell Frank what you’re saying don’t you?*Blood breaks the hold, then repeatedly elbows Castle in the back of the neck. He stands up, then goes to drop his leg across the back of Castle’s head, but Castle rolls out of the way! As Blood crashes onto nothing but mat and winces, the champion struggles to slowly get to his feet. Just as Blood seems to recover and start to do the same, he finds Castle's hand wrap around his neck and hit him with the Flashbang choke slam!* Viva: YES! FLASHBANG! Frank's still in this!The Sam: In it and angry. I hate when he gets that look in his eyes.*Castle hits Blood with punch after punch to the face until finally stopping to pull the groggy challenger up by the hair only to slam his face into the mat with a big bulldog!* The Sam: Did you see how hard he hit! His nose might be smashed flat!Viva: If I were Frank, I'd look to end it right after that, and...yeah, I think that's what he's doing now...*Castle drags Blood into the corner, props him up against the turnbuckles, Endgame--no, Blood rushes forward and ducks under the punch! The challenger runs the ropes and, as Castle turns around, Blood leaps into the air and brings him down to the mat with a running neckbreaker!* The Sam: OUCH!Viva: F***!*Frank's on the mat and writhing in pain after that latest bit of punishment to his neck, and Blood is crawling into the corner not far away. Ryan grabs a turnbuckle pad, pulls himself up part of the way until he can grab the next one, pulls himself up more, and is finally on his feet just in time to see Castle sitting up. Blood charges at him and hits a low dropkick to the big man's neck, knocking him forward and then flat on his back again! Cover by Blood* 1 2 *Castle gets a shoulder up!* Viva: Blood's gone right back to the frequent covers! And it's what I would do, because even with Frank getting in some more offense, he's still taken a hell of a beating, and that damage hasn't just magically gone away!*Blood curses at Castle, goes to the ropes, and flips off them to crash onto the champ with an Arabian Press! He shouts at Alphonzo to count* 1 2 *Castle gets a shoulder up again! Blood screams in frustration and pulls Castle up, looking to lock on the Krayt Dragon...* Viva: Oh no...*No, Frank grabs the arm of a thoroughly astonished Blood and whips him into the corner--or tries to, but Blood is able to reverse the whip and send Castle into the buckles instead! Castle crashes against them--and the camera gets a good shot of his neck slamming into the top turnbuckle* Viva: I really don’t believe this! I thought that Frank was gonna fall victim to that Krayt Dragon again, and the shape his neck's in he'd pretty much have to tap or get it broken, but he had it in him to almost Irish whip Blood and turn the tide back in his favour!The Sam: Ryan Blood seems to have trouble believing what he's seeing too! I’m actually quite concerned for Frank Castle - this is like watching your dad get beaten up.Viva: Blood got frustrated when he couldn’t put Castle down in that brutal match at The Animated Pay Per View, he could be feeling the same way now. And there's only so much more Frank can take.The Sam: I’ll give your Punisher that, he has a tremendous tolerance for pain, but there is only so much the body can take before it shuts itself down to protect itself.*Castle slumps to his hands and knees in the corner. Blood runs forward and boots him in the head! Castle slumps back to the deck. Again, he begins to climb to his feet. Blood winds up and punts him in the head, knocking him flat. He makes a cover.* 1 2 *But Castle grabs the bottom rope.* Viva: The guy Ryan Blood beat to get this title shot was El Hijo de Boiler Room Brawler, and that was a guy who just seemed friggin' immune to everything he got hit with! Given how Castle won't stay down, Blood's probably having flashbacks to that match, and it might give Frank a psychological edge...if he can make another comeback...which, I'm gonna be honest, is looking less likely by the minute...*Blood, frustrated, grabs Castle by the neck and wrenches him to his feet, he hooks his head and spikes him into the mat with an almighty DDT. Castle again stirs and gets up. Blood grabs him again and repeats the move. Then he stands back and watches as Castle again begins to get to his feet. The Sam: This isn’t normal.Viva: I actually think Frank doesn’t know what’s going on anymore, he’s just getting up out of instinct.*The Punisher’s eyes are glazed over. He has no idea where he is or what’s going on. He turns and faces Blood and gets whacked in the face with a high, pinpoint dropkick that connects with his jaw, snapping his head backward and dumping him to the deck.* The Sam: My God! Did you see his head slam off the mat? I nearly threw up.Viva: But look, he’s still getting up!*Blood shakes his head in frustration as Castle again gets up to one knee. He waits for the champion to get up, then grabs him. He lifts him up for a German suplex, but instead of dropping him on the mat, he drives the back of his head into the bottom turnbuckle. Blood rolls to one side.* Viva: Jesus Christ he can’t get up from that surely.The Sam: He isn’t human! He’s on autopilot, he can’t know what’s going on!*Castle slowly, hesitantly, gets to his feet. Blood stares in disbelief. Finally he shakes his head again, almost in pity rather than anger, and unleashes a Turbolaser Blast superkick right in Castle’s jaw.* The Sam: My God Vince I think he’s broke his jaw.Viva: I don’t believe it.*Blood falls to his knees and makes the cover.* 1 2 3 MM: Here is your winner, and NEW World Heavyweight Champion, Ryan Blood!Viva: ...The Sam: ViVA?Viva: ...*Slowly, Ryan rolls off of Castle and lies on his back, a smile slowly spreading across his face. The smile turns into a full-blown ear-to-ear grin as he is handed the title belt by Will Alphonzo, and he asks for a mic* Ryan Blood: [hoarsely, clutching the title belt close to his heart with his free hand]Guys, I DID IT! And...it's time!The Sam: "It's time"? What does that--oh no!*Seth Drakin and Square charge down the ramp from the back and slide into the ring! As Blood slowly sits up to watch, the two of them start beating the hell out of Castle!* Viva: SECURITY, GET YOUR ASSES OUT HERE RIGHT F***ING NOW!!![/b] *Vincent Van Agony is out of his chair like a shot and into the ring, where he rushes by the new champion and hits Seth in the back of the head with a dropkick! Drakin is knocked into the corner as ViVA turns his attention to Square, hitting him with a backfist! Blood goes for a chop block on ViVA, but gets kicked in the head and slumps to the mat--and then Seth is back up and grabs ViVA for a big belly to back suplex! Seth and Square are now beating the hell out of ViVA, and Blood is slowly coming to. He crawls over to Castle, as Square and Seth toss ViVA over the top rope and join him. Ryan picks his mic back up* Ryan Blood: [Pain mixing with satisfaction in his voice] I said...I said I would do it Frankie...you put up a good fight, but I...I did it...I'm the champion...and my first act...as champion...*He stops talking, and just gestures for Seth to hand him something. Seth gives Ryan the Blood Ant mask that he's been wearing in the 101 Colony, and Ryan pulls one of the antennae off* The Sam: Security, didn't you hear the Commissioner?! These guys have something really sick in mind! That antenna is a metal spike!*Blood lets out a crazed cackle and, with Square and Drakin holding Castle down, he JAMS THE SPIKE INTO FRANK CASTLE'S RIGHT PALM! Castle lets out a terrible scream of pain and thrashes, to no avail as the other two members of The Fallen are holding him firmly in place!* The Sam: OH MY GOD! And oh, THANK God, finally the security's here!*Security guards flood the ring and pull all of The Fallen off Castle, separating them and holding them all back in separate corners. Blood is grinning like a Cheshire cat as he cranes his neck to look at Castle. EMTs are in the ring moments later and checking on Frank, and as they examine his hand we see that the spike has literally gone clear through the hand, with the tip protruding from the top, with the wound gushing blood all over the ring!* The Sam: This is...I'm gonna be sick...I'm sorry...*The sound of The Sam's headset being thrown off and landing on the table can be heard by viewers at home. The final shot of SummerFest is a closeup of Ryan Blood, Ryan grinning sadisticaly and ferally as he takes pleasure in watching Castle suffer and caresses his new championship belt as we fade to black* [/center] [glow=gold,2,300]SUMMERFEST CREDITS[/glow]Ghost Ant Boiler Room Brawler Mister Socko’s Brother Jeremy Dupoe Aaron Enigma Hoss Fan Evil M The Punisher Gus Richlen
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Oak: Certified Jade Hater
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Post by Oak: Certified Jade Hater on Jun 21, 2012 13:53:10 GMT -5
As far as I know, no one is trying to force KZHT out of the fed. Writing matches that Potato is involved in is a completely different story.
The matches with Hayden and General have shown that there is a bias towards his guy, and considering we're all putting in effort in this fed, we should have our characters look as good as they can, whether they win or lose.
Hell, look at the Hayden vs. Mario Nett match. Nett looked dominant, and Hayden was made to look like a never-say-die babyface. Both looked good in that match.
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Post by The Punisher on Jun 21, 2012 14:32:31 GMT -5
Awesome show. Had that epic feel. I was reading as it was being posted for the first time and it was like watching the football results come in at five o'clock (ask an Englishman...).
I shed a little tear for Frank losing the title, it was fun while it lasted, but Socko put a huge amount of effort into promoing and co-writing the match, so well deserved and well done.
In terms of the issues of match writing and putting yourself over, my take is that you are taking on a responsibility when you write a match to make both you and your opponent look on equal footing, unless you have agreed to do it another way for storyline purposes.
In essence, it should be a co-operative between the match writers and the competitors, so even if neither of the guys in the match are writing it, they still have input from the writer.
I admit I don't do as much writing as I should, but if you either don't have the time or don't fancy writing a whole match on your own, why not work with the writer to get your segment across, or even co-write a match? Socko and I have co-written the last two matches between our characters and they've been even, lengthy and varied. One was an out and out brawl, the other a more technical wrestling match, but we both came up with ideas and worked out the finish together.
If you're writing, you have a responsibility to you and your opponent so no one gets buried. If you're not writing, suggest ideas to the guys who are so they have some guidance as to how the match can flow.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jun 21, 2012 14:40:36 GMT -5
Speaking of which, I sometimes pondered if I wrote the I Quit match balanced enough. Also, do we have any Match of the Year nominations?
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Post by Head Detective Aaron Enigma on Jun 21, 2012 15:01:14 GMT -5
That was a great show. Grats to all the new champions! Can't wait to see how everything unfolds on the next Niteraw.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jun 21, 2012 15:14:09 GMT -5
So there's a couple of things I have on the agenda for the next Niteraw: 1. BRB signs the contract and carries out the terms. 2. A new CEO is instated. 3. The Money in the Bank or Botch Turkeys are thawed and the the contents are removed. 4. A special Battle Bowl announcement is made. 5. The first two Battle Bowl participants are drafted.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jun 21, 2012 17:04:36 GMT -5
Could all MitBoB turkey winners write two reactions for the next Niteraw? One for if you get the Title Shot and one for if theyouy get the Pink Slip.
As far as Niteraw goes, I think I'll post the next card tomorrow. Furthermore, I plan to make it the final show in which Viva and The Sam are on commentary. It essentially is the old regime finishing up loose ends before the new regime, the new CEO,, is revealed at the end of the show.
So JoNo, could you please do the honors of writing the start of a Nakatomi Plaza that ends the show when BRB concludes his reign by signing the contact?
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Post by Head Detective Aaron Enigma on Jun 21, 2012 18:07:20 GMT -5
I am legitimately excited to see who is Enigma's next opponent for the IF title.
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Post by Jazzman on Jun 21, 2012 22:22:16 GMT -5
Well, someone got left out of the credits... Also, on the Potato matter I'll just say this. We're putting our characters out there and one of the responsibilities as a writer is to look for for the best interests of both people involved. Potato, you had a lot of guys when you started saying that they would be willing to put you over in matches to an extent, but not as an invincible monster. Enigma is right it never used to be that way, I didn't win a match against another person for almost 6 weeks. I can tell you that in my mind you are treading on a very thin tightrope and if you don't start looking out for other people's characters you're going to be entering a world of pain. Finally on the PPV congrats to the winners and actually happy to have not gotten a turkey, probably for the best really.
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