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Post by Deleted on Jul 6, 2009 13:25:50 GMT -5
Viva Los Bio Dome stands in the middle of the ring. I think it's time I address my behavior as of the last couple of months, especially to the people who have rooted for an underdog like me since I debuted here.
When I started in the WWCF, I wanted to turn heads. I wanted to be that guy that you could relate to. The every man. I understand I partake in some "questionable" activities, and I may not be "family-friendly", but I am that one guy on the roster that everyone could at one point at their lives relate to. I was, and still am, a stoner with a dream.
Koda brought out the worst in me. He made me become the very person I signed on to the WWCF to extinguish. I have become the very person, with the very same attitude, that I want to slap some sense in to. I wish I could tell you Koda was the only reason that I'm or was upset, but he wasn't and isn't.
I don't know if anyone remembers, because I was so baked over that I have a hard time remembering, myself. About a month or so ago, I came out here, and I put D-Day Dave, our WWCF Commissioner and CEO, on notice. I was short, vague, I rampled incoherently, and really, I myself didn't know what I was talking about up until I had an epiphany.
I wasn't just frustrated with Koda and his underhanded tactics. I was frustrated with the fact that no matter how hard I tried to slide out from under that feud with him, I couldn't. I received no help from the powers that be to change the direction in which I was forced to go. I was essentially being fed to the wolves, and it was only a matter of time before Koda got the upper hand on me.
I can't help but appreciate how my title reign was handled now, because in the end it got me seeing things far more clearly, even if it took me a while to see it. But for the last 6 weeks, I've gone about things entirely the wrong way.
Instead of revolting, instead of forcing change, I lashed out and compromised everything that matters to me, which resulted in me turning my backs on my fans. The only people I have here. I realize I was wrong, and to the people who have cheered for me, and had my back since day one, I'm sorry. Things are going to change now. This is the dawning of a new era in the WWCF, at least for me.
D-Day Dave, you have done nothing for your common man in the WWCF. You have been operating with your best interests in mind, and you have been since day one. I for one refuse to put up with it anymore. I'm coming for you, and your corporation. Everything I've fought for in this world, I've gotten by fighting alone, and nothing changes now. I might be fighting an uphill battle, but I have every intention to change the status quo around here.
If you're aligned with D-Day Dave and his precious corporation, just know right now that you are not safe. No one is safe. Trying to stop me will end in futility. I am going to get exactly what I'm looking for. At all costs.
Am-a shakin in mah boots MON! Between ya Whitey and the returnin Fred G Neric no one in da Carpartion is safe naw
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Post by Deleted on Jul 6, 2009 17:57:52 GMT -5
Monday NiteRaw July, 6th, 2009
Welcome to Monday NiteRaw! I’m Gorilla Tim Hoss, and with me, the man once named most likely to suc-um, succeed, Jesse King!
Gorilla, with Wheel of Misfortune behind us, I predict new and exciting things in the future for WWCF!
Right you are Jess! LittleNaitch is still the WWCF World Champion, and tonight, he will face King Motor-Colt in a non-title match, and we learned just days ago, this match will be No-Disquaifications!
Above Average has said that he will defend the Inter-Forum Championship every week, against a different member of the WWCF roster, and up first is “Evil La Parka“!
Long time enemies, and former Hardcore Champions, Cthulhu and Evil Masked wordlifeecw will meet 1-on-1 tonight.
Speaking of Hardcore Gorilla, The Headbanger Man will face Whitey Fats in a Hardcore Match!
And in our opening contest, we will see Corporate members Starshine and Tyfo team up, and they will take on Relegate Hunter and grbjazzman. Let‘s go to the ring for that opening match!
Starshine and Tyfo w/ The Sam V. Relegate Hunter and grbjazzman
The following tag contest is scheduled for one fall. It has a 20 minute time limit.
*Figured You Out starts on the PA as Starshine, Tyfo and Sam enter the arena.*
Coming in first accompanied by Mr. Sam, representing WWCF Corporate he comes to us from Sydney, Australia. He stands at 5'11 and weighs in at 230 pounds. He is the Technical Professional, Starshine. His partner also representing WWCF Corporate. He resides in Dallas Texas, stands at 6'3 and weighs in at 245 pounds. He is the MVP or MVP's, Tyfo.
*The Corporate team enter the ring and Starshine asks for a mic.*
Tonight in this very ring, you are all in for a treat as you see potentially the greatest Dream Team this company can offer you in my good friend Tyfo and myself. Two members of the greatest teams in this company's history. Now I know usually my esteemed manager, and WWCF Executive Mr. Sam usually does the talking. But I know he's a busy man. So tonight Mr. Sam, I'm offering you the night off. Trust me, we can handle Norman Smiley and the David Sanborn wannabe.
*Sam nods his head and shakes both Starshine's and Tyfo's hands before walking up to the back.*
Recently it's come to my attention that a certain, ex-running buddy of mine has been making some threats towards my business partners and myself. Now I won't name this assailant for trademark reasons. But if you were to think of this half of the phrase "It's hip to be-", you wouldn't be thinking of him. Now to this individual, I have a feeling you're probably listening in right now. To you I say what happened between us, it's wasn't personal. It was just business. Business that I had the foresight to see the benefits of and then reap them. Business that I knew was in my best interest. Business... that you couldn't see was in both our interests. Tonight I want you watch this match. I want you to see what could have been. I want you to see what we do to that toothy grin on your little friend.
Ladies and gentlemen, he is Tyfo, I am the Technical Professional, and we are your Corporate Dream Team.
*Both pose for a few seconds before Star hands the mic to Michael Muffer while giving him a dirty look.*
And their opponents. First coming from England, standing at 5'10 and weighing in at 190 pounds. He is Relegate Hunter.
*Smile Like You Mean It plays on the PA as Relegate Hunter runs out giving multiple high fives to the nearby fans. He stops at the ring and thinks better entering on his own.*
And his partner-
*Sing Sang Sung plays on the PA as GRB Jazzman enters. He reaches Hunters and the two look at each other a nod before sliding into the ring. The Corporate team quickly exit on the opposite side. The referee orders both teams to their respective corners.*
GRB Jazzman decides to start out for his team and Tyfo for his. The referee asks both if their ready and goes to ring the bell. Before he can do this, Tyfo rushes Jazzman into his corner with a vicious clothesline. He knocks Hunter down with a stiff right. Tyfo grabs Jazzman's head and delivers a bulldog to the center of the ring. He picks him up and wrenches his arm. He tags in Starshine who climbs to the second rope. He delivers a double axe handle to Jazzman's arm. Starshine delivers a swinging neckbreaker. He sees Hunter climbing back up to his corner and knocks him down again with a forearm. He goes back towards Jazzman and lifts him up and gives him a slow snapmare. He holds him in a sitting position with a chinlock. Jazzman struggles against the move and gets to his feet. Starshine quickly kicks the back of his knees to bring him down again. Jazzman fights to his feet and shoves Starshine towards his corner. Hunter, back on the apron strikes Starshine who staggers forwards into a Jazzman yakuza kick. Jazzman leaps towards his corner and tags in Hunter. Hunter leaps over the top rope and take Starshine down again with a dropkick. Tyfo runs in and eats an arm drag. Starshine and Tyfo get back to their feet. Hunter attempts a flying crossbody to both but they catch him. Jazzman delivers a dropkick to Hunter's back sending them down. Tyfo and Starshine roll outside. Hunter runs the ropes and knocks both down with a senton over the top rope. He rolls back in and both he and Jazzman play to the crowd applause. The Corporate stablemates regroup outside and both slowly make their way back to the ring. Once in Starshine tags in Tyfo. Tyfo enters and stands nose to chest with Relegate Hunter. He shoves Hunter to the mat and dares Hunter to hit him. Hunter delivers a right shot, that doesn't affect his opponent. Tyfo shoves Hunter into the corner and lifts him up into a powerslam position. He runs towards the opposing corner and hits the snake eyes immediately followed up with a traditional powerslam. He goes for the pin. 1... 2... Hunter kicks out. Tyfo lifts Hunter up and delivers a big double underhook powerbomb. He goes for the pin. 1... Tyfo lifts him up and locks in a hammerlock. He wrenches on the arm as Hunter struggles against the move. Hunter begins squatting and using his leg for leverage grabs the arm, spins around and applies his own arm wrench. He quickly follows up with a headscissors take down. Tyfo stumbles to his feet but is met with a hurricanrana. He springs off the ropes with a Sliced Bread #2 and goes for the pin. 1... 2... Starshine drags Hunter off his partner and delivers a STO backbreaker followed by a lungblower. He drags Tyfo back towards his corner and tags himself in. He drags Hunter into the center of the ring and attempts a pin. 1... 2... Hunter desperately kicks out. Starshine picks up Hunter and attempts a Starshot. Hunter wraps his leg around Starshine's, stopping the move. Starshine becomes frustrated and clubs Hunter's back. He rushes Jazzman and gives him the Blind Spot. Jazzman clutches his eye and tries to enter the ring, only to be stopped by the referee. Starshine signals to Tyfo who leaves his position and crouches near the corner adjacent to Jazzman's. The referee calms Jazzman down and sends him back to his corner. Starshine continues taunting him all the while. Starshine picks up Hunter again and sets him up for the Starshot. He lifts him up but loses his grip as Hunter rolls through. Tyfo rushes towards Jazzman and grabs his ankle holding him in position and drawing the referee's attention. Starshine kicks Hunter in the groin and delivers the Starblind. The ref turns in time to see the pin. 1... 2... 3
The winners of the match, Starshine and Tyfo.
*Tyfo lets go of Jazzman who goes to check on Hunter while Starshine taunts on the corner turnbuckle. Tyfo makes his way backstage, yelling at nearby fans. As Starshine exits the ring, a guy in a hoody jumps the crowd barrier and enters the ring opposite him. From the apron, Starshine stare back at the guy and threatens to call security. The guy removes his hood to reveal... Square! Starshine's eyes become wide. He drops down and backs his way up the ramp, not taking his eyes off him. Square walks over to the downed Relegate Hunter and helps him to his feet.*
What a match to open up NiteRaw, Jess! Corporate get’s the win in an excellent match!
But how about the aftermath, Gorilla? Square is back! And it doesn’t bode well for Corporate.
Indeed it doesn’t, Jess. Up next, Hardcore action, as The Headbanger Man takes on Whitey Fats!
Hardcore Match: The Headbanger Man V. Whitey Fats
The following contest is a hardcore match scheduled for one fall. It has a 15 minute time limit.
*Wild Child pays on the P.A. Headbanger Man jumps out air drumming towards the ring while pushing a trolley full of plunder.*
Coming in at 6'1 and weighing 263 pounds. He resides in Kent, England. He is The Headbanger Man!
*Headbanger Man stops the trolley ringside and enters the ring, still air drumming.*
And his opponent-
*Simply the Best begins playing on the PA as Whitey makes his way out.*
From Starke, Florida, coming in at 6'2 and weighing 280 pounds. He is Whitey "Daddy Fat Sax" Fats!
Whitey stops outside the ring and stares at the trolley full of plunder. Headbanger Man slides under the ropes and rushes Whitey. Whitey catches and throws him into the trolley knocking it over and spilling its contents on the floor. Headbanger Man stumbles to his feet and tries to escape Whitey. Whitey closley follows. Headbanger Man tries to exit over the crowd barrier. Whitey grabs him by the hair, stopping him from going over. He grabs HM with a belly to back clutch and delivers a reverse atomic drop on the barricade. Whitey holds on and lifts him up again delivering a traditional reverse atomic drop. He doesn't let got and lifts him up again, walking forward while holding him and delivering another. Whitey still holding him turns towards the corner ring post. He lifts HM again and charges towards the post. HM hits the post crotch first, and clings onto it selling the pain while Whitey makes his way over towards the scattered plunder. Whitey searches through and finds a "stop" sign. He walks back to HM, still clutching the post and delivers a stiff blow with the sign. HM falls to the floor. Whitey picks him up an delivers a stiff right, sending him to the floor again. Whitey picks up HM and rolls him into the ring. He walks around back to the plunder and picks up a single tom-tom drum. He stares at it a little and places it on the ring apron. He then goes back to the clutter and picks up a 2x4. He holds up the plank to the crowd and climbs back onto the apron. As he steps back into the ring HM reaches his feet and kicks the middle rope, crotching Whitey. He grabs Whitey's head while still between the ropes and delivers The Holy Driver. He goes for a pin 1... 2...Whitey kicks out. Headbanger Man notices the lone tom-tom on the ring apron and picks it up. He measures up Whitey, now getting back to his feet. He swings it at Whitey's head. Whitey catches it before it connects, and snatches it from HM. HM looks a little bewildered and reaches into the back of his tights, bringing out two drum sticks. He hits them together over his head and begins drumming on the tom-tom in Whitey's hands to no real rhythm. Whitey looks around in bewilderment. He pulls the drum away from HM and smashes it over his head. HM stumbles around the ring with the drum on his head. Whitey grabs him and delivers a headbutt onto the still drum covered HM who then collapses down. Whitey stumbles back a bit, a dazed look in his eyes before he falls forward, headbutting HM's groin. The referee shrugs and begins the ten count. 1... 2... 3... 4... Whitey Fat's suddenly gets to his knees and begins "Fatting Up" as the crowd erupts. He stomps around the ring, but then grabs his forehead again. He collapses again, crotching HM a second time. The referee clenches his teeth and cups his groin. 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... HM sits up, he grabs the ropes and gets to his feet, massaging his groin all the while. He takes the drum off his head and chucks it outside. He rolls outside and goes through his plunder choosing a kendo stick and sticking it in his belt. He then reaches under the ring and brings out a table. He places the table in the ring and rolls inside. Whitey struggles to his feet but is met with a stiff kendo shot to the back of his head, dropping him. He grabs the table and begins setting up near the corner. He goes back to pick up Whitey, who fights back with shots to the mid section. Whitey gains and stuns HM with a short flurry of strikes. He runs the ropes for a clothesline but is met with a Headbanger Boot. The force spins Whitey around, allowing him to connect with a discus clothesline on HM. Whitey attempts a pin, but HM rolls away, to the edge of the ring. Whitey reaches through the ropes to pick him up. As he does, HM delivers a shoulder thrust. He then leaps over with a sunset flip, but Whitey grabs the ropes stopping the move. Whitey crushes HM by sitting down on his chest. He picks up HM and brings him over to the table. He picks him up for the Burning Hammer through the table. He suddenly stops and stares up the entrance ramp. We see Sam and TTS standing on the stage watching on. Whitey points to TTS and shouts at him. Boiler Room Brawler enters the ring behind him and strikes him down with his signature pipe. He picks Whitey up and delivers a huge belly to back suplex. He looks up towards Sam and TTS, the former gives a thumbs down gesture. BRB places Whitey on the table and climbs up the turnbuckle. He gives out a primal yell and delivers a senton bomb to Whitey, through the table. BRB, clutching his back slides out the ring and stumbles up the ramp to the back. Headbanger Man comes to and sees Whitey on the scraps of the leftover table. He looks around confused and crawls into the pin. 1... 2... 3
The winner of this match, Headbanger Man.
*Sam and TTS walk backstage as Headbanger Man exits the ring and slowly makes his way to the back.*
And so much for Whitey’s red hot comeback, huh Gorilla?!
Jess, if it weren’t for The Boiler Room Brawler’s interference, Whitey would’ve had it in the bag!
If, if! If wishes were fishes, the world would be an ocean! But that isn’t the case, now is it, Gorilla?
…….. Moving on, old rivals wrodlifeecw and Cthulhu meet 1-on-1, next!
Evil Masked wordlifeecw V. Cthulhu
*Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann OST* Introducing first. From WWCF Headquarters, weighing in at 180 pounds, representing WWCF Corporate, Cthulhu! *Thunderstruck* And, from Rockland, Massachusetts, weighing in at 320 pounds, Evil Masked wordlifeecw!
At the bell, Cthulhu and wordlifeecw begin exchanging punches, as the ref tries to separate them. Cthulhu uses the opportunity, and pokes EMW in the eye, and follows up with a tackle, and begins choking the Evil Masked One on the mat. The ref warns Cthulhu to break the choke, and begins a 5 count. 1 2 3 4 Cthulhu breaks the choke, but then slaps it right back on again. 1 2 3 4 Cthulhu breaks it again, but as he goes to slap it on again, EMW grabs Cthulhu by the throat, and starts to stand, but Cthulhu kick’s him in the face, sending him down again. He runs the ropes, and drops a leg across EMW’s throat, then goes up top for an elbow drop. As he comes down, though, wordlifeecw sit’s up, causing Cthulhu to crash and burn. EMW pulls Cthulhu off the mat, and chokeslam’s him. Cover. 1 2 Kickout. Wordlife flips Cthulhu upside down for the Tombstone, but Cthulhu reverses it into a Tombstone of his own. Cover. 1 2 Kickout. Cthulhu goes to the outside and grabs a chair. The ref tries to stop him, but Cthulhu swings, only EMW to kick the chair back in Cthulhu’s face. EMW hit’s the Journey to Hell, and makes the cover. 1 2 Kickout! Wordlifeecw is a little surprised, as he pulls Cthulhu up, and hit’s the move again. Cover. 1 2 Kickout! EMW slap’s the mat in frustration, and pulls Cthulhu up for the move again, but this time, Cthulhu counters with a sunset flip! 1! 2! KICKOUT! Cthulhu whips EMW in to the ropes, but EMW comes back with a shoulder tackle, which knocks Chtulhu to the outside. Cthulhu immediately dives back in the ring and tackles wordlife, and rains down on him with punches. The ref tries to stop it, but Cthulhu ignores him. The ref tries to pry him off, but Cthulhu headbutt’s him, sending him to the mat. The ref calls for the bell.
The winner of this match by disqualification, Evil Masked wordlifeecw!
Cthulhu continues the attack after the match, beating down the Evil One with the chair from earlier. Finally, several referees emerge to pull Cthulhu off of wordlifeecw.
Well, obviously time did not heal the wounds this rivalry created.
No kiddin’ Gorilla! Cthulhu still hates wordlifeecw, even after all this time!
Well, our next match is for the Inter-Forum Championship, as “Evil La Parka” challenges Above Average!
Inter-Forum Championship Match: Above Average (c) V. “Evil La Parka“
The following contest is set for one fall, with a 20 minute time limit, and it is for the Inter-Forum Championship! *La Parka’s Theme* Introducing first, the challenger. From Mexico City, Mexico, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is the chair-man of WWCF, “Evil La Parka”! *The Prodigy* And his opponent, he is from Belfast, Ireland and is the WWCF Inter-Forum Champion, Above Average!
AA and La Parka lock up, and La Parka applies a hammerlock. AA reverses it, and takes La Parka down to the mat. AA transitions into a headlock, but La Parka fights to his feet and hit’s a Northern Light’s suplex. 1 2 Kickout. La Parka stays on Double A, kicking him in the ribs, and then cradling him. 1 2 Kickout. La Parka goes for a dropkick, but AA moves, causing La Parka to crash. Cover. 1 Kickout. AA picks La Parka up and hit’s a fisherman’s buster. Cover. 1 2 Kickout. AA applies another headlock, but La Parka again fights out, this time countering with a brainbuster. La Parka goes to the top rope, and hit’s a moonsault. Cover. 1 2 Kickout! La Parka lifts AA up onto the top turnbuckle, and climbs up with him. He goes for a superplex, but AA counters in mid air with a cross body! Cover! 1! 2! KICKOUT! Both men are up, and they tie up again, with La Parka suplexing AA to the mat. He goes to the outside, and prepares to springboard off the top rope, but AA suddenly pops up and super kick’s La Parka in midair! Cover! 1! 2! 3!
Here is your winner, and STILL WWCF Inter-Forum Champion, Above Average!
And the champ retains in a great match, Jess.
Indeed he did, but that’s only one opponent down. Who will be his next opponent, Gorilla?
Well, I’m sure we’ll find out sooner than later. Up next, our main event, King Motor-Colt takes on LittleNaitch in a non-title match!
Non-Title Main Event: King Motor-Colt V. LittleNaitch
It's Hard to Speak Without a Tongue King Colt comes out to a respectable cheer from the crowd, he comes out without his Tag Team Title. Before Muffer can talk, Colt grabs the mic... Naitch... Tonight ends the longest rivalry in the history of the WWCF. Our careers were brought up together and look where we are now. And throughout this we are at 2 wins each. This is our decider... This is see who actually is the better man, this is our final war. And frankly, there nothing I won't put myself through to win.
Call it Story vs. Family, call it Story vs. Corporate, Call it Colt vs. Natch, call it Champ vs. Champ, call it whatever you want. The fact is, I call this... The End of the most important progression in WWCF. I implore every single person in that locker room to learn from me and Naitch, how even the most personal of issues, the most heated of rivalries can come full circle and make two nobodies into stars... two enemies into friends. You just gotta keep fighting with you heart... 100%.
I've said enough, let's go!
The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is No Disqualification! In the ring, weighing in tonight at 256 pounds, he is one half of the WWCF Tag Team Champions, representing The Story... King Colt!
The New Blackjacks
And his opponent, weighing in at 235 pounds, he is the current WWCF Heavyweight Champion, representing WWCF Corporate, Littlenaitch!
Littlenaitch comes out to equally as big a cheer, cementing his role as a face in the eyes of the WWCF fans. He also comes out without his title.
Littlenaitch also appears to have come out title-less.
Did they both leave them at the cleaners or something?
I think it's symbolism that this match means more to both men than their titles...
I still stand by cleaners theory.
Do belts even need to go to cleaners?
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Lets get to this match.
Littlenaitch and Colt stare eachother down, they smile for a bit and shake hands before they lock up. Colt starts getting the advantage due to his size alone, however Naitch begins to overpower, they reach a stalemate and both let go. Already in pain.
They blown up already? Expected a little better from our champ and his rival.
Pretty sure they're still feeling the effects of their brutal PPV match.
I think they just oughta man up.
They got for another lock up and Naitch quickly uses a go behind to get behind Colt and attempts a School Boy for a one count. They go for another lock up, however this time Colt goes for a Small Package for a one count. They smile, until Colt quickly attempts a punch, Naitch blocks and hits a kick to the midsection followed by a harsh forearm to the temple. Naitch then connects with a punch sending Colt to the ground. He goes for another pinfal but Colt rolls Naitch up for a one count. Colt whips Naitch in the corner and follows up with a Clothesline. Colt with a Snap Suplex and a one count. Colt with a second Snap Suplex and a one count. Colt stomps on Naitch's back a few times then goes for a pin for another one count. Naitch rakes Colt's eye to get him off. Naitch connects with a low dropkick to Colt's knee. Then a knife edge chop. Naitch then hits a DDT for a two count. Naitch picks Colt up by the leg and slams his knee to the matt, three times. Naitch goes for the Figure Four, but Colt kicks him away. Colt tries to get to his feet, but Naitch hits a Chop Block, making Colt buckle. Naitch applies a Half Boston Crab, Colt struggles but eventually breaks free.
Colt uses the ropes to get back to his feet, however Naitch quickly clotheslines him over the top rope. Colt then has to use the announce table to get back up due to his knee pain. Naitch then dives over the top rope with a Plancha, however Colt steps out of the way and Naitch crashes and burns. on the end of the announce table chest first. Colt grabs Naitch hits a Russian Leg Sweep onto the edge of the table, then another one to the ground. Naitch tries to get to his feet but Colt runs at him with a Million Dollar Knee Lift, however Colt falls to the ground right afterwards due to this knee. Colt gets up first and approaches Naitch, however Naitch rakes at Colt's eyes. Followed by a few knife edge chops, then a big Uppercut. Naitch then hits a Belly to Back Suplex on Colt onto the announce table, but it doesn't break. Naitch looks under the ring and picks up trash can lid, as Colt gets to his feet Naitch clocks him with it and rolls Colt into the ring for a pin.
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Naitch is shocked and rolls back outside and grabs the rest of the trash can and puts it around Colt's bad leg. Naitch climbs up to the top rope and dives off with an elbow drop to the can. Naitch again goes for the Figure Four and Colt kicks Naitch out of the ring. Colt hobbles to the outside after him and grabs the Trash Can lid and clocks Naitch with it. Colt looks under the ring and pulls out a Ladder. And uses the top of it to bash into the back of a grounded Naitch.
Doesn't this look familiar?
What do you mean?
Well Naitch is brutally workin on Colts knee, and Colt is brutally working on Naitch's back.
Yeah, and?
Well... A few months ago when these two last met one on one for Colt's World Title they both had this same game plan. Only without the weapons...
And you expected me, or the fans for that matter to remember that?
Well yeah... I figured most fans would have a memory that lasted longer than a month...
Apparently not. Well that's what another company tells me... Who won that match anyway?
... Naitch... Which is why he's Champ?
Who? Who are these guys?
Colt picks Naitch up and suplexes him onto the ladder and rolls him back in the ring with the ladder. He goes for the pin...
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Colt picks him up, in an homage to his friend Aaron Enigma... he hits the Brilliant Deduction! Two count again!
Colt quickly rolls outside and pulls out a Steel Chair and a roll of barbed wire. And rolls that inside, followed by a Table. Colt gets in the ring only for Naitch to hit a low blow followed by a Chair shot. Instead of going for the pin, Naitch starts to wrap Colt's knee in the barbed wire and then starts bashing it with the ladder. Naitch sets up the ladder and he struggles to climb up the ladder. Colt tries to get to his feet, but when he puts pressure on his knee he buckles down and the barbed wire slices up his knee. Naitch dives off of the Ladder but Colt quickly grabs the chair and smashes Naitch out. Naitch is bleeding. Colt then painfully takes off the barbed wire off of his knee. And barely gets to his feet. Colt then sets up the table and starts stomping on Naitch's back. Then grabs the steel chair and hits Naitchs spine with it three times. Colt the picks Naitch up and hits a suplex through the table.
Colt goes for the pin... Two count again.
Colt then attempts to go for the Story on Page One, but his leg gives out completely and Naitch lands ontop of him for a pinfall... Two count. Both men struggle to their feet and they simply stare at eachother, the crowd is on their feet. Giving both me a huge standing ovation.
I've never seen the crowd like this before, and the match isn't even over yet! It's soo electric, you can feel it.
I think the crowd have realised how much this match... this business... what it is to be the better man means to the them.
For once Jesse, I agree with your call completely.
Both men roll out and grab a Steel Chair and Stare eachother down smiling. And they start dueling with the chairs. Each man blocking the other.
Colt goes for a swing with the chair from over head, Naitch blocks it but his back starts to give out. Colt goes for it again and again until Naitch falls back wards. Colt is about to give the final blow, but Naitch quickly swings the chair and Colt's Leg, Colt falls down hard. Naitch then swings the chair right at Colt's head and Colt is out cold.
Naitch goes for the pin. 1... 2... 3!!!
The winner of this match via pinfall, The WWCF Champion... LittleNaitch!
Both men are left laying, EMT's rush out to help both men to their feet, but both men refuse the help. The both struggle to their feet. Smiling, the crowd are once again on their feet. The two men embrace.
Well what a great show it was, Jess.
Indeed, Gorilla. And that main event was something!
Next week, fans…
Suddenly the lights go out, and the titantron lights up. Images of oppression, violence, and rebellion and shown rapidly, almost like a slide show of pain and suffering. Suddenly two words phase into the screen is a wispy font, saying "Take It".
The titantron suddenly shuts off as the lights go up again, leaving everyone in attendance bewildered as to what the meaning of it is, as NiteRaw fades to black. Match writing credits: Starshine, Evil M, and King Colt. Heatz!!1 will be up later tonight, on "tape delay"
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jul 6, 2009 19:54:20 GMT -5
*From the Boiler Room*
Whitey!
You dared to mess with me, and you dare to mess with Team Corporate, which gives you, my friend, a handful of enemies, and you picked the wrong ones here, brother. Me, BRB, and my Jamaican brother in arms, TTS, saw to that.
World beware, because BRB has the means and the attitude to swing his big, massive, pipe against anyone that he chooses!
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Post by Above Average on Jul 6, 2009 19:59:22 GMT -5
Well tonight I completed the first step on my road to going through every single wrestler in that locker room in Inter Forum Championship matches. Tonight I downed Evil La Parka - and it wasn't an easy feat. Truth be told, I gave him everything I've got out there - and that's what was needed to get the job done. Make no mistake though Parka, I took everything you had as well. We put on a helluva contest out there.
But I've got to start preparing for next week and my next defence already. So without further ado, let's find out who my next challenger will be.
Above Average brings on screen the bowl filled with names. He reaches in and pulls out a piece of paper and takes a look. He shakes his head and grins.
Well I'll be damned. You think tonight was something special. Wait til next Monday. It's gonna be the Inter Forum Championship on the line when Above Average defends against....
Evil Masked wordlifeecw!
Now, if I'm not mistaken, this is a first time encounter, and it will be Story vs. Story. Wordlifeecw, you and I been teaming for 9 months now, and we know each other really well, and I have a lot of respect for you inside and outside the ring.
But don't expect me to stand back and let you whoop my ass on NiteRaw. The respect might need to go out the window, because I will do whatever it takes to hang onto this title. I'll pull out all the stops - even against you!
Wordlifeecw, I think we can steal the show, but you will NOT steal my belt. I'll see you next week mate.
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Jul 6, 2009 21:35:05 GMT -5
Seth: Once again, I decided that now was not the right time to get my revenge on LN. What Little Naitch doesnt realize is like I said a few weeks ago, time is now on my side. You may not like this, but I enjoy this game of waiting. Despite you won our match, you did not beat me as the puppet show still continues.
The Higher Power always has a plan and he has already told me his plan for you, you will suffer a bad injury and you will lose the world title. Only five people know when it will happen: Me, The Higher Power, "Noman", "Mr. E", and "U.N. Owen". Patience is a virtue and for me, I have all the patience in the world.
You may wanna sleep with one eye open. Oh yeah, and as I have said before.....
Honor Prevails
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