Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 29, 2008 1:29:59 GMT -5
* Massacre opens with a shot of a door, as Toom E Dangerously exits it. In his hands is the EWT Toolshed Championship over his shoulder. He walks into the EWT locker room, where the participants are sitting, divided & bickering over who will win the match.*
Toom E: I am sure you all are wondering why I asked you here before the start of the pay per view. You all are involved in the main event tonight to crown a brand new EWT Toolshed Champion. And you have every right to. The thing is, I have made a decision & that decision has lead to a change for tonight's main event. You see, it will still be a ring surrounded by Barbed Wire on the top rope. And it will still be a Bunkhouse Stampede, so you can bring a weapon if you chose. But we are going to change things up a bit. And why, you guys may ask? Because I can & I will.
So the Bunkhouse Stampede will start with 2 men & every 2 minutes, another will enter the ring. Of course, the last one standing will be champion. This way, it's more of a challnge for the fans to enjoy. So, have fun out there kids.
*Toom E Dangerously walks out as anger comes across the face of some of the superstars & we cut to ringside for our opening contest.*
Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 29, 2008 1:30:35 GMT -5
Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it will be a no disqualification match! The only way the match can end is via pinfall or submission.
Westlife's Ain't That a Kick in the Head starts up first on the Toomitron as the crowd gives a rather nice pop, as the one armed boxer known as Sammy Stardust strides down toward the ring, holding up his lone limb high in the air and pumping it into a fist. He then quickly makes his way into the ring, climbing onto the apron and through the ropes, before heading over to his corner of the ring, pacing a bit around the ring and eagerly awaiting his opponent.
Announcer: Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 177 pounds, he is known as the One Armed Bandit, Sammy Stardust!
The crowd pops again, as the young man pumps his fist once more, before lowering it and backing off into the corner, now focusing toward the entrance ramp way. He doesn't have to wait long as Direction: Perfection by Dragonland starts up, the crowd booing quite loudly in response, as the former EWT Champion strides out, clad in his hooded robe as usual, with the Platinum Punisher standing behind him, arms simply folded. The man slowly raises his arms, as as usual, a stream of pyro shoots up in rhythm, as he keeps his arms raised, slowly making his way down the entrance ramp. He then stops at the bottom, before lowering each of these arms, also lowering his hood at the same time.
Chance: And... ladies and gentlemen... boys and girls... children of all ages, introducing his opponent... currently clad in the shiny silver tights, with the golden trim, hailing from the land of Merry Old England, he weighed in tonight at a stunning two hundred and nineteen and a half pounds, he is known as the British Behemoth, the Punctual Pummeler, and the greatest EWT, Tri State and Toolshed Champion that this entire company has ever seen... I give to you the one, the only, CHANCEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE... CONFIDENCEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
The crowd boos quite loudly at this ridiculous announcement, as Chance quickly walks over and hops onto the ring apron, flipping inside the ring and quickly removing his robe, tossing it outside to the Platinum Punisher, who catches and quickly folds it up, as Chance walks over to the nearby turnbuckle, springing atop with a handstand, before dropping down and looking at Stardust with a very confident look, perhaps trying not to show his frustration at his constant failure to beat Stardust. The former boxer simply looks back at him and flashes a rather cocky smirk of his own, looking eager to knock out the arrogant Englishman.
The bell sounds and this match is underway, as Chance and Stardust look at one another from across the ring, both men quickly stepping into the center of the ring, as Chance looks at his one armed opponent, reaching out and extending a handshake, Stardust eying him suspiciously, but reaching out and grabbing that hand, then kicking Chance right in the shin, as the crowd cheers, Chance stumbling back, as Stardust quickly unloads with a few more sending Chance staggering back, as he backs him against the ropes, then leaps up with a back spinning heel kick, nailing Chance and sending him tumbling over the top rope! He looks on in surprise, quickly catching himself and skinning the cat, returning to the ring quite angrily. Stardust flashes a smirk, waving a finger toward Chance, who immediately lunges in, only to get caught with a drop toe hold, as Stardust follows it up with a dropkick to the back of the head! Chance grasps the back of it, as Stardust rolls him over for a quick cover. 1....2..
Chance kicks out. He gets quickly back to his feet, only for Stardust to nail him with a second kick to the shin, sending him down to a knee, as Stardust immediately leaps up, hitting another low dropkick to the area, as Chance quickly drops down, rolling instinctively out of the ring, as the crowd boos, Chance simply shaking his head, as he rubs at that leg of his. Stardust has quite a pleased look on his face, as Confidence slowly circles the ring, passing the Platinum Punisher as he does so who awaits in his corner. He then makes his way back to the corner of the ring, looking to slide back in, as Stardust readies himself, only for the cocky young man to simply stop and continue circling outside the ring, the crowd booing still. Eventually Chance slides back in, Stardust however ready for him, as he charges in, nailing a sliding dropkick to the face, sending Chance rolling back to the outside, grasping his face! Stardust follows after him, stomping viciously across Chance's face, who covers it in desperation, as he gets back to his feet, Stardust aiming a roundhouse, which Chance manages to duck, following with a quick leg sweep, taking Sammy down to his own feet! Chance rubs his face, then looks down with anger, grabbing that leg and stomping relentlessly across it, as Stardust struggles out of his grip, managing to kick Chance free, as he gets back to his feet, nailing a rising Chance right between the eyes with a dropkick, sending him stumbling backwards, falling back over the steel steps!
The crowd laughs at this, as Chance rises again, clutching his face, then turning toward the crowd with a scowl, before turning his attention back toward Stardust, just in time to see him leap off the steps and hit him with a Shining Wizard to the face! Chance goes down hard, clutching again at his face, as Stardust plays to the crowd, holding up a fist in triumph. He then waits for Chance to rise, aiming a quick enziguri, which Chance instinctively ducks, immediately grabbing that leg in mid move, then driving it down hard into the outside!
Stardust gasps in pain, as Chance pulls him up high once again by that leg, before driving it once again into the ground. Stardust goes rolling along the mat, as Chance gives a huge smirk, walking over and pressing his foot down atop Stardust's head, smooshing it into the ground, as he walks back over, grabbing the leg once again and dropping a quick leg across. Stardust grimaces in pain at this, as Chance rises back up, before dropping a second one, following with a third. He then yanks Stardust up by the head and tosses him into the ring again, before sliding in quickly after him. Stardust rises to his feet, only for Chance to slide in and deliver a vicious kick to the back of the leg, taking him back to the mat! He then drags Stardust away from the ropes, then dropping down, doing a handstand, then driving his knees right into the base of that leg!
Stardust yelps in pain, clutching further, as Chances leans over, cockily smacking him across the face, before pulling him back to his feet, licking across his palm, then delivering a vicious chop across the chest, sending Stardust staggering back. He follows up with another, and one more, backing Stardust off into the ropes, then quickly whipping him off, Stardust however ducking him as he comes back around, then bouncing off the ropes and catching Chance with a one armed bulldog, driving him face first again into the mat! He gasps in pain, as Stardust quickly rolls him over once more, looking for another cover. 1.....2...
Chance kicks out again. Stardust pops back up, clutching his leg slightly, then delivering a vicious kick to the side of Chance's head, sending him rolling along the mat. He rises back to his feet, as Stardust launches a second kick, only for Chance to immediately catch it, turning it into a Dragon Screw! Stardust gasps in pain, clutching his leg once again, as Chance immediately drops down with an elbow across the base, now grabbing and twisting on the area quite angrily, Stardust struggling a bit once again in his grip, trying to kick free, Chance however keeping his grip on locked quite tight. He manages to nail a few swift boots to the face of Chance with his free leg, who loosens his grip, enough for Sammy to push him off once again.
Chance goes rolling, landing back on his feet and rubbing again at his face, as he charges again, only for Stardust to roll out of the way as he aims an elbow drop, Chance gasping in pain, as he grabs his elbow, as Stardust rises back to his feet again, grasping at his leg once again, then charging full speed, leaping up and coming down with a double footed stomp across the back of Chance's head, planting it into the canvas and sending him rolling once again. Stardust quickly rolls him over once again, the crowd cheering, as he goes for another cover. 1....2....
Chance once again kicks out. Stardust rises once again, then eyes the nearby turnbuckle, quickly climbing up top, then laying in wait, as Chance rises once again to his feet, the young man immediately off and diving at him with a missile dropkick, Chance however immediately ducking down, sending Stardust crashing to the mat! The crowd boos, as Chance rises back to his feet, looking even more pissed now. He reaches down, yanking Stardust quickly to his feet, then hoisting him up high, driving him down with a nasty shin breaker, as Stardust buckles, gasping in pain as he falls to the mat, clutching at his leg once again. Chance crosses his arms furiously, rubbing at his face, before immediately heading over and sliding out of the ring, reaching down inside and digging around for some toys. He quickly pulls out a Singapore Cane to start with, getting a sick grin on his face now, as he quickly slides back inside, Stardust pushing to his feet once again, just in time for Chance to crack him across the leg with that cane, sending him back down to the ground! He gasps in pain, clutching that leg, as Chance walks over, raising that cane, quickly driving it into that leg once again, sending Stardust rolling along the mat, clutching desperately at the area. Chance gives a huge grin, twirling that cane rather cockily, Stardust pushing to his feet, just in time to get a third shot right between the eyes! He goes down hard, as Chance walks over, pressing that cane down across Stardust's throat as he looks for a cover. 1....2...
Stardust kicks out. Chance looks on with annoyance, as he watches Stardust rise to his feet, the cocky young man quickly bouncing off the ropes, then diving in with that cane, hitting a modified chop block to that leg, sending Stardust tumbling back down once again. He gives another huge sneer, kissing that cane rather arrogantly, then twirling it once again, motioning for Stardust to rise, who slowly does so, as Chance swings hard, only for Stardust to duck under, then counter with a high dropkick, nailing Chance right between the eyes, sending them both back down to the mat! Chance grasps at his face, while Stardust holds his own leg, slowly pushing back to his feet. He reaches down, grabbing that cane and aiming it right at Chance's face with his one arm, swinging as hard as he can, only for Platinum Punisher to run over and yank his employer immediately from out of the ring! The crowd boos, as Chance lets out a sigh of relief, as Stardust looks at him on the outside, hobbling a bit on his one good leg, then grabbing the ropes and vaulting to the outside, taking down Punisher and Chance with a cross body! The crowd cheers rather loudly at this, as the three all lay down and out on that mat, Chance managing to struggle to his feet first, as he looks on with annoyance, pulling the resilient Stardust up once again by the head, then delivering a vicious kick right to his already hurting leg, sending Stardust buckling back down to a knee, as Chance aims a few more quick ones, grasping again at his face, before backing up and slapping his knee, charging full speed and driving it right into Stardust's face!
He goes down in a heap, as Chance looks on with satisfaction, walking back over under the ring and pulling out another toy, this time a simply steel chair. He then walks over, grabbing Stardust by the leg and dragging him over near the steel steps, before draping his leg across the steps, smacking that chair against the ground, then swinging right at that leg, cracking it across with a sickening thud! Stardust's eyes go wide, as he yelps in pain, now desperately holding the area, which may have just been snapped into. Chance however rears back again, simply driving that chair in once again, Stardust letting out another yelp of pain, as Confidence looks at him with sickening glee, before rearing back once again, delivering one more vicious swing, as Stardust lets out a yell of true agony, slumping over against the steel steps. Chance looks at him with intense anger, as he yanks Stardust back off those steps, then tosses him into the ring once again. He quickly rolls back in afterwards, hooking that leg and going for a cover. 1....2....
Stardust somehow gets a shoulder up. Chance looks at this in total shock, as he angrily slams the mat, quickly pulling Stardust back to his feet, then pulling him into a vicious knee to the chest, hunching Stardust over, as Chance follows up with a quick snap suplex, before floating over, grabbing him by the leg and propping up against the nearby ropes, as he looks on with an intense hatred, quickly bouncing off the ropes, then coming back, only for Stardust to quickly move that leg, as Chance lands on the middle ropes, straddling it in pain! Stardust groans, using what energy he still has to grab the ropes, pulling himself up desperately.Chance soon frees himself off the ropes, as he turns around, just in time for Stardust to nail him with a vicious left hook, sending Chance tumbling back to the outside with a thud! He groans, grasping his facial features, as Stardust winces in pain, barely able to stand on his leg right now.
Chance rises slowly, as Sammy charges forward, looking for a desperation move, dropping down for a baseball slide, only for Chance to move out of the way, then grab Stardust by the leg, instantly snapping it down across the ring apron! Sammy lets out another loud yelp of pain, as Chance pulls it back up, before yanking it back down once again. He then lays it out across the apron, before reaching down and grabbing that chair, setting it around that leg, then springing atop and charging forward, leaping up with a leg drop across it, doing further damage still! Stardust yelps once again in agony, as he clutches even further at that limb, as Chance yanks that chair back off, vaulting back into the ring, with a leg drop across Stardust's throat as he lands. He gives a huge grin, before yanking Stardust back away from the ropes, before hooking the leg once again, intent on a cover once more. 1....2.....
Stardust once again gets the shoulder up. Chance grasps his forehead with frustration, then looks on in anger, motioning to Punisher on the outside, who walks over and nods, presenting Chance with what looks like a familiar case. He grabs and opens it up, revealing a pair of platinum knuckles. He quickly slips them on, looking on with anger back down at Stardust who once again fights to rise to his feet. As soon as he does, Chance rears back and punches right at Stardust's face, who manages to duck once again, countering with a spinning wheel kick! Chance goes back down once again, grasping again at his face, as Stardust crawls over, draping an arm desperately across the man's chest. 1....2....
Chance manages to get a shoulder up this time. Stardust looks on with a bit of frustration himself, as he grasps desperately at his leg, the pain of it throbbing throughout his entire body. He barely manages to stand up, as Chance rises slowly to his feet, grasping at his face once again, as Sammy aims a Clark County Kick right at his face, only for Chance to counter with a Platinum Knuckle wielding fist right to the leg! Stardust stops in mid move, as he lets out another yelp of pain, dropping down and clutching his leg desperately, as Chance pants a bit, before diving atop of Stardust, once again hooking that leg! 1....2....3
NO! Stardust once again gets the shoulder up. Chance looks on in absolute anger, slamming the mat with his fist, with a loud thud. He slowly rises off of Stardust, sliding those knuckles off now, as Stardust struggles desperately to his feet, refusing to give in. Chance just looks on with intense fury, as he rises to his feet, then looking back on the outside, motioning once again at Punisher on the outside, then pointing to the steel steps. Punisher looks at him with bewilderment, hesitating for a bit, Chance however commanding him to fetch these, as the masked man reluctantly walks over, yanking those steps up with ease, then walking over and dumping them into the ring, setting them near a turnbuckle. Chance gives a huge smirk, then reaches down, grabbing and whipping Stardust full speed into the turnbuckle across from the one with these steps propped up on it, sending him crashing back first against it! He gasps in pain, as Chance then follows up, charging in and nailing him with an especially vicious ruthless and brutal Flipping Stinger Splash!
Stardust groans, stumbling out of the corner, as Chance then vaults onto the top rope, grabbing him by the neck, then following up with Confidence in Capacity, spiking Stardust into the canvas! The crowd boos as Chance walks over, looking to go for a pin, but instead stopping and shaking his head, instead pulling Stardust up by the neck, deliver a vicious kick across that leg, Stardust wincing in pain, as Chance then sets him up and connects with a Confidence Breaker, driving Stardust hard into the canvas, as he rises back up again, panting a bit, then charging once again, springing off the top rope and hitting the Confidence Booster, driving the air out of Stardust who gasps in pain, clutching desperately at his chest, as Chance then looks over toward those steel steps with a sick grin, as he covers Stardust with a foot atop his chest. 1....2....3
Chance deliberately raises his foot off of Stardust's prone body, shaking his head with sick glee, as he grabs him by the leg, dragging him over and propping that leg up against those steel steps, Stardust at this point is pretty much helpless, thanks to a combination of Chance's three finishers and his nearly shattered leg. Chance then walks over, grabbing that steel chair once again and setting it around Stardust's leg once more, then looking on with intense fury, as he charges full speed, delivering a vicious dropkick to that leg, as Stardust cries in pain, tears running down his eyes, as he grasps desperately at that leg, the crowd booing nonstop, as Chance grabs him by the leg now, dragging him over by it into the center of the ring, before he drops down and instantly locks in an ankle lock! Stardust's eyes go wide, as he cries out in agony, wriggling desperately in Chance's grasp, but to no avail, the pain blinding it seems, as Chance wrenches and twists ruthlessly on that leg, which has been completely destroyed by this point. Chance then drops down, applying a grapevine, stretching that leg further, as Stardust has no choice but to tap out!
Announcer: *reluctantly* Here is your winner... by submission... Chance Confidence.
Chance isn't done though, as he continues to ruthlessly apply this hold, twisting back and forth on that leg, intent on snapping the damn thing off at this point. Stardust has now fallen unconscious at this point, simply hanging off Chance's grip limply, as the arrogant Englishman seems to have completely lost it, continuing to twist and pull away, as the referee immediately runs over, trying to pull him off, Chance however refusing to let go.
EWT security starts to poor out from the back, but Chance doesn't budge an inch, pulling and twisting still on that ankle, seeming intent on prying it off still. Security rushes into the ring, yanking viciously as they try to pull Chance off. Eventually they manage to do so, but the young man still hasn't had enough, as he rakes down his forehead, a sickening sneer on his face, as he walks over and pulls Stardust up, who can barely stand at this point. Chance looks at him, a huge grin on his face, as he rears back, then smashes Stardust right across the face, sending him crashing down to the mat. The crowd boos even more loudly at this act, as Chance pants heavily, walking over and demanding his arm be raised, the referee looking over and... nodding, half heartedly raising that arm high, as Chance beams with pride, as trash now pelts the ring, the crowd absolutely furious with this uncalled for beating. Chance simply basks in this garbage, as he takes a bow before the crowd, grasping at his face slightly, then walking over to Stardust's prone body, leaning down and whispering something in his ear.
Chance rises back up, exiting the ring as Gun by Gus Gus starts up on the Toomitron, as the Platinum Punisher looks inside the ring, filled with disgust at what just happened, but reluctantly following after his employer, while the crowd continues to pelt Chance with trash as he exits the arena, returning to the backstage area.
Meanwhile, back in the ring Stardust is laid out on the mat, completely unconscious at this point. EMTs start to quickly pour into the ring, sliding in and checking on the vital signs of this man, as well as the status of his leg. After a quick check of this, they look to each other and nod, as they hold up the X sign, soon after a number of other EMTs head down toward the ring as well with a stretcher. They carefully slide it in, as the ones inside the ring slowly lift Stardust onto it, being extra careful with the one armed man, as the crowd simply watches in silence now, watching as this wrestler who only recently joined the EWT, may have just had his career come to an abrupt end.
We quickly fade to a video package for the Toolshed Title Bunkhouse Brawl later tonight.
Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 29, 2008 1:31:02 GMT -5
The Fink: Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for the Steel Cage Japanese Death Match. In this contest, the only ways to win are as follows: either by pinning your opponent, making them submit, or escaping the cage. The loser of this contest will be exiled from the Extreme Wrestlecrap Threaderation.
(“Testify” by Rage against the Machine hits, crowd boos)
The Fink: Introducing first, from Airstrip 101. He weighs in at 236 pounds: Joe One!
Gorilla Monsoon: Look at that deranged expression, Jess. He is a man possessed.
Jesse Ventura: Well, Gorilla he got outsmarted by Sigma, the guy that One wanted to mold into his own image, but it seems that Sigma is beating him to the quick.
Gorilla Monsoon: He saw what Minipax was all about, didn’t like it and quit. Now he’s aligned himself with two more upstanding gentlemen in Elite Perfection.
Jesse Ventura: And One really hates Chance Confidence. Especially since Chance took the title from One.
Gorilla Monsoon: We really need to preface here about the surroundings: the ropes are barb wired; the cage when lowered is razor wired and has explosives on it. The only thing that isn’t wired or anything is the door. Everything else, barb wired.
Jesse Ventura: This match is too dangerous for me. Would you go into this kind of ordeal?
Gorilla Monsoon: Not a chance. Back to the Fink.
(“Feel a Fear” From Guilty Gear hits, crowd is confused.)
The Fink: And his opponent, from Tacoma, Washington. He weighs in tonight at 265 pounds, SIGMA!
(Crowd is mixed, but more cheering than booing)
Gorilla Monsoon: Sigma has new music now, and looks to me like new gear.
Jesse Ventura: You’d think with all of that barbed wire out there, he’d be in full gear, not just what he’s got on now.
Gorilla Monsoon: You have a point there Jess, but no denying that he’s got the body for this one.
Jesse Ventura: He looks really good, but in this match, looks aren’t everything.
Gorilla Monsoon: As the cage lowers, the two combatants stare down at each other and prepare for the fight of their lives.
Gorilla Monsoon: The bell sounds and already they are duking it out. No love loss between these two combatants. Sigma gets a headlock on One, and One counters with a back Suplex.
Jesse Ventura: One needs to get on the ball quick and fast. As after the suplex he goes for the pin.
Ref: 1…Kick out.
Gorilla Monsoon: Only a count of 1. Sigma is pulled back up by One. One with the Irish whip, Sigma counters and nails him with a short-arm Clothesline.
Jesse Ventura: One would have flung him into that barbed wire cage if he hadn’t of countered like that. Sigma goes for the pin.
Ref: 1….kick out.
Gorilla Monsoon: Way too early for that. Sigma picks up one and body slams him and delivers a stiff elbow drop.
Jesse Ventura: Sigma needs to work on One’s back. Once that is taken care of, he’ll be fine.
Gorilla Monsoon: Sigma takes One, but one reverses and Sigma is on the barbwire ropes. You can see the skin being penetrated by the barbwire. One is just laying on the boots to Sigma. Driving him deeper into the barbs without any remorse; and just ripping him off the barbwire.
Jesse Ventura: That looks very gruesome, Gorilla.
Gorilla Monsoon: Just look at his back, very damaged and bloody. One lifts him up and slams him on the bloody back. He goes for the cover.
Gorilla Monsoon: Just a count of two.
Jesse Ventura: This could be one of the most brutal matches in EWT History.
Gorilla Monsoon: One lifts him up and throws him into the turnbuckle. Now he goes to work with punches and kicks.
Jesse Ventura: He’s softening him up for something.
Gorilla Monsoon: He is as he’s charging to the turnbuckle, but Sigma gets out of the way and One misses completely, Sigma goes and rolls him up.
Ref: 1….Kick out.
Jesse Ventura: Sigma didn’t have him hooked good enough to hold him down.
Gorilla Monsoon: Not even close, Jess. One back on his feet, but he’s pushed back by a beautiful standing dropkick from Sigma. Sigma is now charging, but One is dangerously close to the cage and gives Sigma a back body drop onto the ropes and the explosive on the cage.
Jesse Ventura: Whoa, that’ll wake anybody up that’s not paying attention. Sigma’s now in a world of hurt, just from the barbwire.
Gorilla Monsoon: One is seizing the opportunity here and is leveling Sigma with stiff kicks to the back. He’s setting him up for the Boean, that impenetrable Dragon Sleeper that has put away many a superstar.
Jesse Ventura: It’s like when he has that on you, there’s no getting out of it.
Gorilla Monsoon: Tell me about it. Joe One has Sigma up and brings him down hard with a solid vertical suplex and seamlessly goes for the cover.
Jesse Ventura: Sigma gets out again at two. He doesn’t want to end up out of a job after making One look like a complete fool a couple of weeks ago.
Gorilla Monsoon: You got that right. One seems to be in complete control of this contest. He backs him into the corner and just lays a stiff kick to the midsection of Sigma. One goes for the kick again, but Sigma counters, sweeps the other leg and turns him over into a half crab.
Jesse Ventura: Sigma needs to wrench back on it, otherwise Joe can easily squirm out of the hold.
Gorilla Monsoon: Sigma’s laying back on it, but One’s crawling to the middle of the ring. He reaches back and just levels Sigma on the back of the head with an elbow.
Jesse Ventura: Very stiff elbow there, Gorilla. Just the type of thing that One needs to get back in control of this match.
Gorilla Monsoon: Sigma is dazed, and One gives him a major Irish Whip to the ropes and there you see another explosion, aimed at the already beaten back of Sigma. One yanks him down and goes for the cover.
Ref: 1….2…Kick out.
Gorilla Monsoon: No, a count of two. Sigma refuses to give up in this contest.
Jesse Ventura: If he keeps on doing this, then there might not be a career left for him to have anywhere.
Gorilla Monsoon: One is setting him up for First Lightning. If he hits, then it could pretty much be all over for Sigma. He’s trying to have him up, but Sigma goes to one knee and OH!
Jesse Ventura: Desperation move there for Sigma, but needed. Sigma nails One in the twos and One is bent over.
Gorilla Monsoon: Sigma seizes the opportunity and spikes him with that Even flow DDT of his. This is the break that Sigma needs to get back into this contest.
Jesse Ventura: And he is as grabs One, and throws him into the barbwire. The explosives have dazed him.
Gorilla Monsoon: Sigma now laying in some stiff rights and lefts to One. This has been a brutal encounter between both of them. One has started to bleed.
Jesse Ventura: Sigma must have busted his nose with those rights and lefts. That’s what happens with those stiff shots.
Gorilla Monsoon: Sigma charging for that big boot of his, But One charges in with the Airstrip Kiss. Sigma is doubled over, as One stalks over him and he locks in that Boean. That deadly Dragon Sleeper of his.
Jesse Ventura: This could spell the end of Sigma’s tenure in EWT. After only 1 year in the federation, he could no longer see another minute of this organization.
Gorilla Monsoon: Sigma is starting to fade and fade fast. He’s trying to fight out of it, but One is just clamping on it tighter and tighter. The referee is looking on, seeing if Sigma wants to give up.
Jesse Ventura: One is wrenching on it tighter and tighter. The ref sees Sigma’s down.
Gorilla Monsoon: Sigma looks to be out cold. The look on One’s face is so scary. Nothing but bonafide rage in that look.
Jesse Ventura: That’s the look of determination and pure evil. The ref is making the count now.
Gorilla Monsoon: This could be it.
Jesse Ventura: This could very well be the end of Sigma.
Ref: Thr…He’s up!
Gorilla Monsoon: The energy is flowing at this place, as Sigma is getting up from the Boean. Sigma, beautiful back flip and now HE’S GOT THE BOEAN ON ONE!
Jesse Ventura: Whoa, that’ll sting quite a bit afterwards. Sigma’s reversal was key.
Gorilla Monsoon: Sigma’s got it wrenched, but One is going backwards and rams Sigma into the turnbuckle.
Jesse Ventura: The force of that move forced Sigma to let go of the Boean. And One is looking to end it right here.
Gorilla Monsoon: The momentum of this contest has shifted several times. One with a boot to the midsection and he’s got it set up.
Jesse Ventura: This could be First Lightning.
Gorilla Monsoon: Certainly looks that way, Jess. One’s got him up and he comes crashing down hard. That could very well end the match right there.
Jesse Ventura: One needs to cover him, or walk out that door. He has the match won right here.
Gorilla Monsoon: He does, but he’s scaling the ropes. Why?
Jesse Ventura: I think he wants to completely finish off Sigma.
Gorilla Monsoon: He’s looking to go for the 450 Alley Oop of his. If he does hit this, then it is bye bye Sigma. He’s up, but Sigma moves out of the way and One comes crashing down hard.
Jesse Ventura: That could very well end it right here. Sigma slow to get up, but sees where One is.
Gorilla Monsoon: Sigma now goes over to One and is ready to seize the opportunity presented to him. He lifts up One and crotches him on the barbwire.
Jesse Ventura: Well, now we know there won’t be any little Ones coming soon. I think Sigma just neutered him.
Gorilla Monsoon: Please, Jess. Sigma is scaling the ropes now, could he be going for a Vile-carana?
Jesse Ventura: Wouldn’t shock me, they want to hurt each other bad. But he’s dragging him closer to him. I think he’s going for it.
Gorilla Monsoon: He’s got him up and off he goes. God’s Wrath onto Joe One and this match is over.
Crowd: PIN HIM! PIN HIM! PIN HIM! PIN HIM!
Gorilla Monsoon: The crowd is chanting Pin Him for Sigma. They want to see One’s shoulders down for a 3-count.
Jesse Ventura: Yes, but look at Sigma’s disdain for the crowd. Shades of Chance Confidence and Ratings it seems.
Gorilla Monsoon: Those two fountains of misinformation for sure would have influence on Sigma. Sigma is making the cover.
Ref: 1……2……What are you doing Sigma.
(Crowd boos unmercifully)
Gorilla Monsoon: He had him beat, but he got up. The Crowd here is ruthless to Sigma’s action just now. They wanted to see One’s shoulders pinned for the 3 count, but Sigma got up.
Jesse Ventura: He doesn’t care about what the fans think of him or his actions. He’s there to win the match the way he wants to win that match.
Gorilla Monsoon: Speaking of which, he just steps on the destroyed, bloody body of One. Sigma, completely bloody as well is walking over to the door. He’s asking the attendant to open the cage door, he has and Sigma has stepped out of the cage and there he has gotten out and on the arena floor. Sigma has won the match, but the fans are turning heavily on him.
(Bell rings, crowd throwing stuff at him and booing him)
The Fink: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner, SIGMA!
Gorilla Monsoon: A not-so-popular outcome to this contest, because the fans wanted to see either One or Sigma pinned to end their career in EWT, but Sigma just walked out of the cage.
Jesse Ventura: He walked out and won. That’s all that needs to be said about that. He’s the only person that fought in that ring that still has a job after all of this. Why should he care about the fans?
Gorilla Monsoon: I don’t know how his demented mind works, but what’s done is done and Sigma won the contest. Now Sigma’s got the stick.
Sigma: Mr. One, if you’re conscious enough to hear me. You’re tenure here at EWT is completely terminated. Hit the road, and don’t come back here again.
(Crowd still booing and throwing stuff at Sigma)
Gorilla Monsoon: The crowd is not happy at what Sigma just said.
Jesse Ventura: Well it’s the truth, what else do you want him to say.
Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 29, 2008 1:31:32 GMT -5
*We return from the break to find the Announcer back in the ring*
ANNOUNCER: The following match is for one fall and is for the Women's Girl Next Door Title ... introducing first ...
*“Goodbye Blood and Rose” plays, as from out of the back comes Vile. The crowd reaction is mixed but loud*
ANNOUNCER: She hails from parts unknown ... she is Vile!
*Vile makes her way to the ring and slides under the barbed wire ropes.*
ANNOUNCER: Her opponent ...
*'Ghetto Bird' by Ice Cube hits the speaker system and the audience immeadiatly reacts with another mixed reaction. D'Zee walks out The GND title hanging around her waist, she does a little trainign steps before heading to the ring climbing the steps and entering.*
ANNOUNCER: She is the GND Champion ... hailing from the mean streets of New York ... she is D'Zee!
*D'Zee enters the ring and holds the title up as Vile watches from the other corner, the referee does his job as he takes it away. As this goes on we hear a cough as if someone is trying to work a microphone properly.*
CURLY LONG: Hello everyone I'm Curly Long and I've been assigned to the role of commentary for this match for all you folks at home. They apparently wanted to test me out for a future role in the position. With my knowledge of positions I'm not sure why they need ot test but anyway ... and along side me is Mr. Big isn't that right big man?
MR. BIG: .. erm .. No.
CURLY LONG: Ok then it appears I'm on my own ... So are you ready for D'Zee versus Vile? Because I sure am!
The two women square up to each other, no messing around here as neither likes the other. Vile lashes out first with a chop to the chest, D'Zee repsonds with a right forearm and this has broken down quickly as both ladies brawl.
CURLY LONG: I love me some girl on girl!! heh
The referee finally intervenes coming between the two giving Vile the opportunity to poke D'Zee in the eye. D'Zee stumbles back and Vile follows up with a couple of quick clotheslines. D'Zee is back to her feet quiclly but is soon back on the mat thanks to a Vile bodyslam and then cover.
D'Zee kicks out and tries a cradle on Vile ...
Vile rolls out of it and both girls get back to there feet, the barbed wire hangs menacingly from the ropes waiting. D'Zee and Vile tie up and after Vile gets the leverage she tries to whip D'Zee but D'Zee holds on avoiding the wire and instead twists the arm of Vile flipping her over into the canvas. D'Zee quick to pounce mounts Vile and starts pummeling her with rights and lefts.
CURLY LONG: She packs a mean punch that D'Zee.
Back in the ring and Vile has knocked D'Zee away breifly and managed to regain her feet. D'Zee not one to rest gibves Vile a boot to the midsection and tries for a DDT, but Vile is having none of it and flips D'Zee back into a suplex type cover ...
D'Zee kicks out rolls to avoid an elbow. Vile holds her elbow as D'Zee attempts a grapple which takes them to one of the corners. D'Zee catches Vile witha jab and then using leverage tries to force her face first into the Barbed Wire. Vile knocks D'Zee away with some rib shots and whips her into the opposite corner. Vile chases after her and leaps to the 2nd rope looking for some sort of RVD style monkey flip but D'Zee shoves Vile off instead. D'Zee quickly scales the ropes and leaps off catching Vile with a flying knee to the midriff. D'Zee covers ...
Vile kicks out, D'Zee tries to apply a chinlock but Vile fights out of it and ends up grabbing D'Zee in a standing headlock. Vile hurls D'Zee to the ropes but D'Zee saves herself with her foot. vile follows after her but D'Zee ducks and back drops Vile onto the barbed wire ropes. Vile is in agony as the wire slices flesh, before she falsl to the outside.
CURLY LONG: Look at that!!! The horror!
D'Zee slides under the ropes and hits Vile a few times before throwing her back in and trying for a cover.
No Vile kicks out, D'Zee can't believe it and stomps on the now bloody Vile. D'Zee lifts up Vile but Vile counters and whips D'Zee into the ropes!! D'Zee feels the barbed wire on her back, but wait Vile is charging ... Cactus Clothesline over the barbed wire ropes!! Both girls are now a bloody mess on the outside of the ring. D'Zee is somehow first up and goes to grab Vile, Vile lashes out with a kendo stick from under the ring. D'Zee collpases from the hard shot as Vile begins to smack and crack the stick until it breaks apart in her hands. Vile gives a pleased roar much to the crowds boos and then throws D'Zee back in the ring. Vile follows and goes up top. She looks back at D'Zee one time and then leaps hitting a moonsault.
D'Zee kicks out and tries to escape but Vile is on her, not wasting time and tries to apply a figure four, D'Zee kicks her away and gets to her feet. Vile comes at her ... but D'Zee reverses the attack into a neckbreaker attempt only for Vile to reverse the move herself and ... hit the Reploid Buster!!
CURLY LONG: REPLOID BUSTAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!
D'Zee takes the move like being hit by a cannon and ends up tangled in the barbed wire! Vile disentangles D'Zee from the barbed wire and covers ...
ANNOUNCER: The winner of this match and a new cham....
CURLY LONG: What in blazes, who is this sexy minx?
The Announcer falls back first to the canvas, as Maeve O'Hare stands behind him chair in hand. She then points at the bloody Vile and the title and then at herself.
CURLY LONG: Maeve O'Hare is the girl with the number one contender shot, and it looks like she wants Vile next!!
Vile and Maeve go nose to bloody nose, but are interruped when Ivy Rospine hits a completely out of nowhere shooting star stomp on the already down and out D'Zee! D'Zee groans and rolls to the outside in serious pain and possible injury from the barbed wire.
CURLY LONG: Ivy Rospine is here and it seems she wants that GND title as well!!!
In the ring the New GND Champion Vile faces down against two title contenders both trying to make an impact tonight and a claim for the gold GND belt.
(Cut to Curly Long sponsored commercial for Bed's R Us)
(Promotion for the next EWT pay-per-view airs, followed by the results of the recent EWT.com poll question “Who will walk out with the EWT Toolshed title at Massacre?”)
A briefcase can be seen hanging by a cable above the center of the ring where EWT ring announcer Toni “TG” Garcya is currently standing. Also worth noting is the steel ladder standing in the aisle before the ring. With microphone in hand, Garcya addresses the crowd about the upcoming match.
TG: “The following contest is a ladder match where the participant who grabs the briefcase will go to face the EWT Heavyweight Champion at the next pay-per-view!”
The excited audience cheers in response to the announcement; cheers that quickly change to jeers of distaste as dj nagureo’s “Keep On Liftin’” begins to play through the arena’s sound system. It isn’t long before the Palm Springs Playboy and Elite Perfection member Ratings steps out onto the entrance stage and is welcomed to a barrage of boos fans inside the sold out complex. Wearing his usual ring attire of shiny gold-colored pants bearing the Elite Perfection emblem and his name on the outside of the pant legs as well as his entrance accessories consisting of a silk dragon patterned kimono robe and designer sunglasses, Ratings responds to the unpleasant reception he is receiving with a glare to the fans. After adjusting his robe, he proceeds down the aisle and towards the ring.
Garcya: “Introducing first: representing Elite Perfection; from Palm Springs, California; weighing in at 219 pounds… RATINGS!!!”
Ratings makes his way around the ladder and enters the ring. As he discards his entrance gear, Ratings looks up at the briefcase containing the number one contender contract with determination in his eyes. The music fades to silence before “Where’s The Party At?” by Tonite Only begins to play. The same audience that once displayed intense abhorrence towards Ratings stand on their feet and applaud his opponent—former EWT World Heavyweight Champion and original member of the notorious faction Generation Tech, Spaz--as he makes his way out onto the entrance stage. Surveying the roaring fans, Spaz acknowledges their appreciation with a nod before he heads down the aisle.
Garcya: “And his opponent: from Sydney, Australia; weighing in at 208 pounds… THIS… IS… SPAZ!!!”
“The Intellect” Nick Russ: “And would you listen to the ovation for the former EWT champion, the ever popular Sydney Suplex Machine known as Spaz; going one-on-one with his longtime rival, the self proclaimed “It” Athlete. I am of course talking about Ratings.”
Jerome “The Lord” East: “This is not just any ordinary match though, Nick. This is for the number one contender spot for Dave Davies’ world heavyweight title. All they have to do is climb that ladder and get a hold of that briefcase.”
Spaz stops before the ladder standing in the aisle and scales to the top. He sits on the top step and points at the suspended briefcase above the ring, his eyes locked onto to Ratings, signaling to the usually cocky superstar that he will be the one who is leaving with the briefcase tonight. This small gesture is enough to send Ratings into a blind rage as he quickly slides out of the ring and make a rush towards his ascended opponent. His anger gets the best of him however, as Spaz leaps off the top the ladder and takes Ratings down with a crossbody maneuver. Seeing that the action has already started, the referee cues the timekeeper to ring the bell, officially starting the match. The audience couldn’t be happier as Spaz begins to unleash a flurry of rights to the forehead of Ratings before dragging the dazed elitist to his feet. He proceeds to hurl him into the nearby guardrail and connects with a sharp chop to the chest that echoes throughout the arena which is immediately followed by a collective “WHOO~!” from the fans in attendance. Spaz continues his onslaught on his opponent, hitting Ratings with a couple more chops to the now reddened chest of Ratings that causes the Palm Springs Playboy to scatter towards the ring in hopes to find time to regain his composure. Spaz is not about to let that happen however, as he grabs Ratings and whips towards the barricade by the steel steps leading towards the ring apron. Looking to counter his opponents relentless assault, Ratings recovers long enough to leap onto the barricade at the last second and looks to connect with a moonsault, the same move he performed on Spaz in their epic match at Crap-a-Mania IV. Unfortunately for Ratings, Spaz does not fall for the same mistake twice, as the Sydney native hits the breaks and watches Ratings perform his backflip and land on his feet. Realizing the error he has made, Ratings quickly turns around to face his opponent, only to be hit hard by a stiff running clothesline from Spaz that knocks him down the matted floor. The audience is fully behind Spaz as he pulls Ratings up to his feet and slides him into the ring. Ratings tries to pick himself up in the top right ring corner, but Spaz is quick to resume his attack, connecting with a series of stomps into his opponent’s mid section.
Russ: “And look at Spaz dish out the pain to Ratings. The match may have just started but things do not look to be in the favor of Ratings.”
East: “The heated rivalry between these two men started over a year ago and even after Spaz temporary retired due to what many considered a career ending injury and Ratings took a 8-month hiatus, the hatred these two men have for each other has been well documented.”
Back in the ring, Spaz Irish whips Ratings to the bottom left ring corner and follows up with a charging clothesline. Stumbling out of the corner in a daze, Ratings walks right into the waiting arms of Spaz who connects with a picture perfect overhead belly-to-belly suplex. As his opponent lays motionless on the ring canvas, Spaz withdraws to the outside floor and heads towards the ladder standing in the aisle.
Russ: “Looks like Spaz is going for the ladder; he wants the chance to become a 2-time EWT champion.”
East: “That was some smart wrestling by Spaz there; take the fight to Ratings and while he is incapacitated, seize the opportunity to seize that briefcase.”
Just as Spaz grabs hold of the ladder, a recovered Ratings attacks him from behind with a forearm to the upper back. Ratings goes for punch to Spaz’s jaw, but the young Aussie counters with one of his own, causing Ratings to reel back. Spaz follows Ratings but is caught off guard with an eye gauge from his opponent. As the crowd vocally display their disgust over the obvious cheap shot by Ratings, the Palm Springs Playboy quickly capitalizes on his stunned opponent by whipping Spaz into the steel ring steps.
Russ: “Oh my goodness! Did you hear the impact of Spaz’s body colliding with that steel staircase.”
East: “And that is what is so appealing about these ladder matches. Just when it seems like you have everything in your control, the tables turn on you in favor of the opposition.”
Ratings grabs hold of the ladder and slides it into the ring. After giving Spaz a stiff kick to the ribs, he heads back into the ring and sets up the ladder underneath the suspended briefcase. He begins to climb up the steps and gets about halfway up before a recovered Spaz slides back into the ring and pulls Ratings off the ladder. The two exchange shots before Ratings gets in a quick knee to the stomach. He whips Spaz into the top left ring corner and performs a handspring frontflip towards him and connects with a clothesline.
Russ: “And Ratings… using that amazing flexibility of his; hitting Spaz with that clothesline.”
East: “Effective and entertaining. Wouldn’t expect anything less from Ratings.”
Ratings turns attention back to ladder and folds it back up. With the ladder in his hands, Ratings charges towards his benumbed opponent with bad intentions in mind. Spaz has plans of his own, as he gets his boots up in time to smash the ladder back into the face of Ratings. With Ratings on his back with the ladder on top of him, Spaz grabs the ladder and drops it onto Ratings; the audience cringe upon impact of steel meeting flesh and bone. Ratings writhes in pain as Spaz gets a hold of the ladder and leans it against the nearest ring corner. Afterwards, he lifts Ratings onto his feet and whips him into the ladder. Spaz backs up before breaking into a dash towards Ratings, who has his back against the ladder. Before Spaz can even hit Ratings with an offensive move, Ratings quickly counters with a drop toe hold, sending Spaz face-first into the ladder. With the Australian superstar barely keeping consciousness against the ladder, Ratings is quick to follow up with a running dropkick to the back of Spaz, driving his face and body further into the ladder. Spaz collapses near the ring apron, leaving only Ratings standing in the ring as he moves the ladder back to the center. Ratings begins his climb towards the briefcase and is almost within arm’s reach, but a rejuvenated Spaz recovers long enough for him to springboard himself off the top ring rope and hit Ratings with a missile dropkick. The move is enough to knock Ratings off the ladder and land hard on the canvas.
Russ: “Oh man! What a dropkick that was!”
East: “Desperate times comes from desperate measures. Spaz took a huge risk there and it apparently paid off for him.”
Spaz is first to his feet and hits Ratings with a baseball slide that knocks Ratings off the ledge of the apron and to the outside floor. Spaz takes a moment to catch his breath, still feeling the effects from Ratings’ attack as well as his missile dropkick he just performed. Afterwards, Spaz vaults himself over the top rope and looks to connect with a cross body, but Ratings is there waiting for him. Using the time Spaz took for his break, Ratings had retrieved a steel chair from underneath the ring and throws into the airborne Aussie. With Spaz stunned from the surprise attack, Ratings follows up with a chair shot to the back. Spaz agonizes in pain, drawing concern from the fans as Ratings heads back into the ring and makes another attempt to climb the ladder and retrieve the briefcase. Spaz though is able to slip back into the ring and stuns Ratings with a clubbing blow to his lower back and then takes him down with a backdrop suplex from the ladder to the ring below. With both men laid out in the ring, the crowd is on the edge of their seats, waiting to see which superstar makes it to their feet first. Both competitors seem to make it to their feet at the exact same time and the two slowly climb the ladder and meet up at the top step where they begin to exchange punches to the face. Spaz manages to gain the advantage as he drives Ratings head into the top step that causes Ratings to fall backwards off the ladder. Landing on his feet, he stumbles back against the ropes and slingshots himself towards the ladder, knocking it down with Spaz falling to the outside floor. Again, both men are down as the harsh environment of the match has begun to take its toll on the two athletes. It appears that Ratings has been busted open from the “ladder facial” as blood begins to trickle down his face from the gash on his forehead. Spaz gets back into the ring and approaches Ratings and connects with a chop to the chest, following up with a snap suplex. With Ratings on his back, Spaz decides to move the ladder over to the ring corner near the pair and proceeds to climb to the top. Looking down at the motionless Ratings, Spaz takes a deep breath before leaping off the ladder and nails a shooting star press onto Ratings. The crowd is on their feet in approval of the spectacular maneuver displayed by the beloved Australian.
Russ: “What a maneuver by Spaz!!! A shooting star press onto Ratings!”
East: “What a match this has been.”
Spaz is up on his feet and begins to drag the ladder back to the middle of the squared circle. He climbs to the top and tries to removes the briefcase from the hook it is attached to, when suddenly Ratings gets back to his feet and dropkicks the ladder, causing Spaz to lose his balance and fall awkwardly on the ground. Upon hitting the canvas, Spaz begins to clutch his shoulder—the same shoulder that almost cut his career short a year earlier. Ratings takes notice of this and like a shark sensing blood in the water, begins to circle his prey. Picking up the ladder, Ratings targets Spaz’s shoulder by slamming the steel object into the wounded limb, electing a cry of pain from the fan favorite. Ratings follows up with another ladder shot the shoulder before roughly hurling the ladder onto Spaz amongst the jeering crowd. Exiting the ring, Ratings reaches underneath the ring and acquires another ladder. He slides it into the ring and leans it against the bottom right ring corner. Dragging Spaz up to his feet, Ratings hurls his opponent shoulder-first into the ladder. Ratings hits Spaz with a series of jabs to the point where Spaz looks like he is out on his feet. Ratings looks to finish him off with a haymaker, only to have Spaz duck his wild swing and take Ratings down with a release German Suplex into the ladder behind them. A “HOLY S***” chant echoes throughout the arena as the two superstars are down in out in the ring. Spaz crawls over to the ladder in the center of the ring and begins to slowly climb up the ladder.
Russ: “He’s going to do it! Spaz is going to win the match!”
East: “He’s just a few steps away from achieving the prize, and Ratings is still laid out.”
Russ: “We are going to crown a new number one… H-Hey, wait a minute!!!”
Suddenly, fellow Elite Perfection member Chance Confidence and his masked servant the Platinum Punisher rush down to the ring and pull Spaz off the ladder. Chance begins to unleash a series of rights to the Aussie’s forehead before dragging him up to his feet and holding him for Platinum Punisher to get in a free shot. As PlatPun goes for the free shot, Spaz ducks and it ends up hitting Chance squarely on the nose. The fans erupt as the Platinum Punisher holds his head in disbelief on what he has done before Spaz knocks him out of the ring with a clothesline over the top rope. Spaz looks over Chance, who is too preoccupied checking the condition of his nose to notice Spaz as he walks into a boot to the stomach from the Sydney native, who then takes Chance down with This is Spinal Snap!!! He then picks up Chance and tosses him out of the ring. Just as Spaz turns around however, he is floored by a huge lariat from...
Russ: “THAT’S SIGMA!!! SIGMA “GQ” WILLIAMS JUST TOOK DOWN SPAZ WITH THAT DEVASTATING LARIAT!!!”
East: “Just what is the connection between Sigma and Elite Perfection.”
As Sigma stares down at his fallen target, a referee enters the ring and orders him as well as Chance and the Platinum Punisher to enter. Sigma quietly does, as does Platinum Punisher who helps Chance to the back. Back in the ring, Spaz picks himself up only to be taken down by the charging STO known as The Finale from Ratings. Still reeling from the German suplex onto the ladder earlier, Ratings fails to take immediate advantage to the situation and struggles to climb up the ladder. Spaz recovers just as Ratings reaches the third step and quickly hits him with a stiff shot to the ribs. With his opponent stunned, Spaz climbs up the ladder on the opposite side from Ratings and gets to the top first, As he tries to grab a hold of the briefcase. Ratings though makes a haste grab for it that causes the ladder to lose it’s balance and tip over. Now both men are in the air holding onto the briefcase. Spaz and Ratings begin to frantically attempt to kick the other away in hopes that they would lose their grip on the case. For almost 30 seconds this goes on until suddenly the cable that supports the briefcase in the air SNAPS IN TWO, causing both competitors to come crashing down onto the ring canvas below, each landing with a sickening thug. Shocked on what they have witnessed, the fans let out a collective gasp as both competitors look to be out cold in the ring; the briefcase containing the contract in between them. Seconds later, Ratings begins to show signs of life as he drags himself towards the briefcase. Just as his closes in on it, Spaz makes a quick crawl towards the case. Using their last bit of strength, both competitors drape an arm over the case at the exact same time. The bell rings and confusion spreads throughout the arena on the outcome of the match.
Russ: “W-What just happened? Who won the match!?”
East: “I can’t believe what we just witnessed! The cable broke and both men fell and then they both claimed the case at the exact same time!”
Russ: “And why are we always yelling!? This doesn’t make any sense! Who is the number one contender!?”
As EMTs and EWT staff enter the ring to check on the condition of both Spaz and Ratings, Toom E. Dangerously is seen on the entrance stage, watching the events unfold and knowing full well he has quite the decision to make.
Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 29, 2008 1:31:52 GMT -5
Ring Announcer: This is our main event & it is the Barbed Wire Bunkhouse Stampede!! 10 men will enter the ring, but only 1 shall survive! 2 men will start this match & every 2 minutes, a new participant will enter the match. And the survivor will be crowned the new EWT Toolshed Champion!!! Now we shall see who drew #1.
* The Bad Man makes his way to the ring, brandishing the EWT Tri-State Championship. He stands at ringside, looking at the ring he is about to enter. Bad Man rolls under the bottom rope, which is unusual for him...but then again, the top rope does have barbed wire wrapped around it.*
And now for entry #2.
* Miss Murder starts blaring throught out the arena, as AFI is on the entryway, performing it. Out walks Andy Duke & he has a guitar in his hand. Duke starts playing along with AFI & walks down to the ring, still playing the guitar. Duke gets to ringside as Bad Man rolls back out of the ring & grabs Duke by the throat. Bad Man chokeslams Duke to the ground outside the ring. Bad Man then lifts up Duke & throws him into the Anatartican Announce Table. Bad Man charges at Duke, but Duke manages to dodge & trip up Bad Man. Bad Man goes into the table. Duke quickly climbs up on the apron & jumps off with a double axe handle. Duke grabs the guitar he had as Bad Man gets back to his feet & swings it at Bad Man, nailing him on the side. Duke quickly rolls into the ring with the guitar in his hand & stands proud in the center of the ring, holding the guitar over his head. Bad Man gets to his feet & starts to climb in the ring. Duke puts the guitar down & grabs the Tri-State Championship that is still in the ring & charges Bad Man with it, smashing him in the head with it. Duke grabs Bad Man by the head & smashes the Tri-State Championship into his face. The countdown clock starts to countdown for the next participant in the match.*
* We look towards the back, where we see Mysth coming out from the back. Mysth heads towards the ring & slides under the bottom rope. Duke drops to hit Mysth with the Tri-State Championship but Mysth quickly gets out of the way. As Duke gets to his feet, Mysth punches him, busting him open so soon. Mysth holds his hand up again to show a pair of brass knuckles, as he starts punching Duke several times now & the blood flows from Duke's face. Bad Man comes up behind Mysth & grabs him by the hair, yanking back on him hard. Mysth's head smashes on the canvas as Bad Man drops an elbow on Mysth. Bad Man gets to his feet & grabs Mysth in a bear hug, applying pressure. Mysth tries to escape, throwing punches at Bad Man. Due to the brass knuckles, Bad Man staggers while holding Mysth. A bloody Duke sits in the corner, wiping the blood off his face. Duke gets to his feet & charges at Bad Man, hitting an axe handle to his back. Bad Man turns & throws Mysth onto Duke. Bad Man lifts up up Mysth & throws him into the turnbuckle. Mysth crashes into the turnbuckle & screams in pain from the barbed wire. The countdown clock ticks down as we look towards the back to see who is next.*
* Pinkmist makes his way out slowly. He gets to the ring & slides under the ropes, where he gets a kick to the head from Duke. Duke lifts him up & bodyslams him hard to the mat. Duke picks up pinkmist & throws him into the ropes. pinkmist screams in pain as Duke follows it up with a dropkick that flips pinkmist over the top rope, eliminating him. A bloody Duke turns back towards the ring & gets a swift boot to the head by Bad Man. Bad Man grabs Duke by the hair & throws him into Mysth in the corner. Bad Man runs at the 2, but Mysth throws Duke at Bad Man & quickly gets out of the way. The 2 collide as Mysth picks up the guitar in the ring, smashing it over Bad Man's head. Mysth takes the neck of the guitar & starts hitting Bad Man with it then uses it to choke out Bad Man. This causes Bad Man to collapse to 1 knee. Bad Man then goes down to both knees as Mysth continues to choke him out. Mysth drops the guitar neck & grabs a groggy Duke, bodyslamming him on top of Bad Man as the countdown clock gets close to zero.*
*psychoapeguy makes his way to the ring with a big smile on his face & bolt cutters in his hands. He sets the cutters on the apron & slides into the ring. As mysth charges at ape, he is met with lefts & rights by ape followed up by an elbow to the head. ape then hits Mysth with a kick to the midsection & a double arm DDT. ape then spies Bad Man getting to his feet, where he charges at Bad Man with a mandible claw. ape applies so much pressure, causing Bad Man down to a knee. Duke attacks ape from behind as ape releases the hold. Duke starts punching ape with the brass knuckles. He hits ape so hard that a tooth flies out of ape's mouth. ape hits Duke with a knee to the midsection, causing Duke to stagger. Duke winds up walking right into a Rock Bottom from Mysth. As Mysth gets back to his feet, ape nails him with a clothesline. The countodwn clock starts to go down to zero as we look towards the entryway.*
*Dave Davies makes his way towards the ring, not to fond to be in this. He gets at ringside & just looks at the carnage already going on in the ring. Just then, Davies is attacked from behind by a masked man. The masked man throws Davies into the Argentanian Announce Table. The masked man grabs Davies & throws him onto the table, then climbs up himself. The masked man lifts up Davies & leaps off the table crashing to the ground below with a piledriver off the announce table. Tha masked men then jumps the barricade & leaves as referees check on an unconcious Davies outside the ring. They rule he can not go on into the match & call for EMT's as he's unresponsive but breathing. They rush Davies to the back as he's still unconcious. Back inside the ring, ape grabs Duke & throws him over the top rope, eliminating him. As ape turns back towards the action, he gets nailed with a Blackhole Slam from Bad Man. The countdown clock starts to head towards zero again as we await the next participant.*
*Sean McCann charges at the ring & gets in there with a kendo stick. He starts swinging at everybody & hitting them with the stick. He takes down Mysth with a Russian Sweep, using the kendo stick. McCann starts whipping Bad Man with the kendo stick, busting him open. McCann drops the stick & slides outside the ring, where he grabs a chair. McCann goes back into the ring & smashes Mysth with the chair. He turns towards ape & hits him with the chair, as well. McCann drops the chair & grabs ape, DDT'ing him onto the steel chair. McCann grabs ape & drags him over to the ropes, trying to eliminate him. ape struggles as McCann starts rubbing ape's face onto the barbed wire, drawing blood. ape's hair gets tangled on the barbed wire as McCann pulls on him. ape lets out a loud scream as we see some of his hair remained on the barbed wire. Bad Man grabs McCann but McCann hits a thumb to the ey of the big man. McCann follows it up with a knee to the crotch region. McCann grabs Bad Man & throws him towards the ropes & hits a clothesline. Bad Man staggers at the ropes. Just then, the clock hits zero.*
*Lliam O'Neill comes out from the back. He quickly jumps on the apron & grabs Bad Man, clotheslining him onto the top rope barbed wire. Lliam slides in the ring & grabs Bad Man, yelling something at McCann. McCann comes over & the 2 grab Bad Man, hoisting him up on the ropes. McCann hits a kick to Bad Man, as does Lliam. Both men struggle for a moment but eventually they flip Bad Man over the top rope, eliminating him. Both men look eye and eye to each other & part ways. Lliam grabs Mysth & throws him across the ring. McCann grabs ape & throws him into Mysth. Lliam grabs ape & throws him towards McCann, who hits a clothesline. Lliam then grabs Mysth & does the same, which gets another McCann clothesline. McCann gets to his feet & holds ape as Lliam grabs the broken kendo stick, bringing it down on ape's head. The clock starts to countdown as the next person makes his way to the ring.*
*Maelstrom is out now, as he comes behind an unexpecting McCann & grabs him with a chickenwing suplex. Maelstrom gets to his feet & picks up McCann, throwing him over the top rope. McCann manages to land on the apron but Maelstrom hits a clothesline that sends McCann into the barricade. Shane Malone comes out in anger that his teammate has been eliminated. He gets in the ring & attacks Maelstrom. Since he's the last participant, the referee allows it. Malone quickly motions to McCann outside the ring & McCann tosses a rope into the ring. Malone takes the rope & wraps it around Maelstrom's neck as Maelstrom starts fighting it & running in circles. Lliam clotheslines Maelstrom, as Malone starts pulling back on the rope, choking Maelstrom out. ape actually comes to Maelstrom's aid & nails Malone with a chairshot. He then nails Lliam with a chairshot. ape grabs Lliam by the head & smashes him into the steel chair he is still holding. ape grabs LLiam & throws him into the turnbuckle & runs at him, smashing the chair in his face. ape grabs Lliam & flips him over the top rope, hitting him with the chair again, & eliminating him.*
*Mysth rushes at a distracted ape & hits him in the back of the head with the broken guitar base. Mysth then grabs ape & throws him into the corner & starts nailing him with kicks. As Mysth turns away from ape, he gets clothesline by Maelstrom. Maelstrom grabs Mysth & scoops him up into a flip bodyslam (a fall awayslam without letting go). As Maelstrom gets to his feet after that, Malone hits a clothesline. Malone grabs Maelstrom up & hits him with a Canadian Destroyer in the center of the ring. Malone grabs Maelstrom but is attacked from behind by ape. ape starts throwing punches on Malone. Mysth comes up behind ape & wraps the rope noose around him & yanks it back. Mysth & Malone both grab ape & throw him over the top rope, choking him in the noose.*
*Mysth & Malone turn back into the ring & a double clothesline from Maelstrom takes them down. Maelstrom grabs the steel chair & cracks it down on both men. Just then, Maelstrom is attacked from behind by McCann. McCann is illegally back in the ring & hits Maelstrom with a German Suplex. McCann then nails Mysth with the steel chair. Malone & McCann grab Mysth & throw him over the top rope, eliminating him. Malone & McCann grab Maelstrom as Malone holds him up & McCann hits him with a clothesline. McCann grabs Maelstrom & throws him across the ring as Malone hits him with a spear. McCann lifts up Maelstrom & hits him with a tornado DDT. Both men grab Maelstrom & throw him over the top rope. Shane Malone celebrates in the ring as Coach O'Hare rushes into the ring with the EWT Toolshed Championship. He hands it to Shane Malone, who celebrates what he believes is his victory. Sean McCann & Coach O'Hare stand in the ring with him. A very angry psychoapeguy is standing behind Malone & as Malone turns towards him, he is met by a mandible claw. An instant replay shows ape was never eliminated as his feet never touched the floor while in the noose. Both O'Hare & McCann start punching ape, as he drops Malone. ape grabs both men & rams their heads together.*
*ape heads over to the ring apron & grabs the bolt cutters he brought down to ringside. ape goes to one corner, where he cuts the barbed wire. As he heads to the other corner, McCann starts charging at him. ape swings so hard with the cutters & smashes McCann in the arm. McCann collapses hard as ape drops the cutters. He grabs McCann & lifts him up, where we can visually see his arm is just dangling there, flopping, as if it was broken. ape throws McCann over the top rope. ape looks at the Coach who quickly gets out of the ring. ape picks up the cutters & cuts the other side of the barbed wire. Coach O'Hare runs from the ringside area at this point. ape takes the barbed wire & grabs the steel chair. He starts wrapping the barbed wire around the chair when malone hits him from behind with a spear. Malone pulls up ape & sets him up for a suplex & stalls, slamming him with an over the shoulder powerslam. Just then, Coach O'Hare comes back to ringside & points up. The steel cage from earlier starts lowering down. Malone smiles at what he sees. The steel cages lowers into position as Malone grabs ape & throws him into the cage. Malone yells to the Coach, who opens the steel cage door. Malone picks up ape & heads towards the open door. ape manages an elbow to break the grasp that Malone has. ape grabs the guitar base & smashes it into the face of Malone. ape then follows up with a double arm suplex. ape climbs to the top mrope & leaps off with an elbow onto Malone.*
*ape grabs Malone & throws him into the cage. ape grabs the steel chair with the barbed wire that started to wrap around. ape finishes up the job & brings it down on Malone's back. ape does this again & then drops the chair. He grabs Malone & hits a double arm DDT onto the chair. This causes Malone to bleed profusely. ape starts climbing the steel cage for some unknown reason & looks down at an unconcious Malone. ape gets to the top of the cage where he leaps off the cage with a moonsault. Malone is shoved out of the way by Coach O'Hare, who takes the brunt of the blow. Both ape & O'Hare lay down & out in the cage as a bloody Malone uses the ropes to get to his feet. Malone grabs ape & sets him up for, then nails him with an Irish Car Bomb. Malone gets to his feet & grabs ape, dragging him to the corner with the open door. As he hoists ape up for the top rope, ape slowly comes to & hits elbow after elbow after elbow to Malone. This causes Malone to drop ape. Malone grabs ape, but ape manages to break free & applies an old school Claw to Malone. ape applies pressure, which causes more blood to flow from Malone. ape has Malone in the corner against the turnbuckle where the cage door is open. ape charges back & runs at Malone. Malone manages to get out of the way as ape crashes into the ringpost. Malone is standind in the corner now as ape rolls out onto the apron. Malone grabs ape by the hair & yanks him up. Malone grabs ape's head & smashes it into the cage. Malone does this a number of times.*
*Malone pulls ape back into the ring, throwing him towards the oppositte corner. Malone grabs the bolt cutters & sticks it into the top turnbuckle. He starts unscrewing the top turnbuckle & pulls it off, now making the top rope extremely weak as 1 corner is not connected. ape gets his bearings & heads towards Malone. Malone swings & hits ape with the metal bolt that holds the corner. Malone gets on top of ape & starts hitting him with it, cutting him open. Malone grabs ape & hits him with a powerbomb onto the bolt. Malone grabs ape for a bodyslam but ape manages a punch at Malone. This sends Malone down hard as ape has the brass knuckles on him. ape follows it up with several other punches but is still weak. His back is exposed & sliced open from the powerbomb on the bolt. And his forehead is bleeding, as well. ape grabs Malone & throws him towards the corner where the cage door is & the top rope is missing. Being only 2 ropes there, Malone trips over the ropes & falls out of the ring onto the apron. ape heads over as fast as his tired body will allow. ape grabs Malone & rams him into the cage several times. Malone staggers towards the door, unkown where he is, as ape follows with a clothesline that sends Malone out the cage door, eliminating him.*
* A battered & bloody psychoapeguy collapses in the ring, looking up at the ceiling as the referees rush in to check on him & hand him the EWT Toolshed Championship. The pay per view closes as ape just lays there in a pool of his blood from several wounds & clutching the Toolshed Championship.*