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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Nov 21, 2011 23:38:19 GMT -5
Yep, not everyone can win all of the time. Every match has winners and losers and no one likes a sore loser. This is coming from the master of the draw. ;D Make the best of every victory and ride the wave, but know that someday someone else will rack up victories and that will mean you. Basically, exercise humility and respect and give it all your best through thick and thin.
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Jonathan Michaels
Bill S. Preston, Esq.
The Archduke of Levity
Here since TNA was still kinda okay
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Post by Jonathan Michaels on Nov 22, 2011 0:50:45 GMT -5
Viva, you took me seriously?
You do know that's my schtick around here, right?
Tank = cranky Sticky = topper Viva = bluntly honest Jono = paranoid and needy
Everyone else knows the difference between me actually upset and just kidding by now.
Believe me, this is the one fed I don't have any issues with.
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Viva
Dennis Stamp
THAT'S MY PURSE! *kick to the groin*
You can dance if you want to.
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Post by Viva on Nov 22, 2011 1:05:46 GMT -5
Viva, you took me seriously? You do know that's my schtick around here, right? Tank = cranky Sticky = topper Viva = bluntly honest Jono = paranoid and needy Everyone else knows the difference between me actually upset and just kidding by now. Believe me, this is the one fed I don't have any issues with. I did, dude. I really did. You were like, "Should I just give Amigo my belt now?!" and I was all like *facepalm*. But now that I know you're kidding, I'm good with that. I just didn't have any ;P or lol to go off of. I legit thought you were pissed off about losing.
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Gus Richlen Was Wrong
Patti Mayonnaise
Metal Maestro: Co-winner of the FAN Idol Throwdown!
Fun while it lasted
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Post by Gus Richlen Was Wrong on Nov 22, 2011 1:12:06 GMT -5
Viva, you took me seriously? You do know that's my schtick around here, right? Tank = cranky Sticky = topperViva = bluntly honest Jono = paranoid and needy Everyone else knows the difference between me actually upset and just kidding by now. Believe me, this is the one fed I don't have any issues with. You forgot melodramatic and chronically nuts. BTW, match has been sent.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Nov 22, 2011 4:25:52 GMT -5
Viva, you took me seriously? You do know that's my schtick around here, right? Tank = cranky Sticky = topper Viva = bluntly honest Jono = paranoid and needy Everyone else knows the difference between me actually upset and just kidding by now. Believe me, this is the one fed I don't have any issues with. I did, dude. I really did. You were like, "Should I just give Amigo my belt now?!" and I was all like *facepalm*. But now that I know you're kidding, I'm good with that. I just didn't have any ;P or lol to go off of. I legit thought you were pissed off about losing. He says that now, but wait'll he reads the World title match... Yes I intentionally said that to inject suspense before the show is posted.
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Post by Mr. Socko's Brother on Nov 22, 2011 11:49:29 GMT -5
I did, dude. I really did. You were like, "Should I just give Amigo my belt now?!" and I was all like *facepalm*. But now that I know you're kidding, I'm good with that. I just didn't have any ;P or lol to go off of. I legit thought you were pissed off about losing. He says that now, but wait'll he reads the World title match... Yes I intentionally said that to inject suspense before the show is posted. Speaking of, I've now got everything I need to start posting it except for those little bits of Hoss/King banter to connect it all, so I'll begin...
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Post by Mr. Socko's Brother on Nov 22, 2011 12:45:53 GMT -5
WWCF In Your Apartment November 21st, 2011
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: Happy upcoming Thanksgiving to all of our American viewers, and welcome to "In Your Apartment"! I'm Tim Hoss, here with Jesse King... Jesse King: Hey, intern guy in the back! If you're watching this, bring me another cup of coffee! Chop chop! Tim Hoss: You shouldn't have any trouble staying awake with the action on tonight's card, Jess! Jonathan Michaels will defend his World Heavyweight Championship for the first time against the first World Heavyweight Champion ever in this company's history: "The Hangman" Jonathan Stone Amigo! Jesse King: I wouldn't want to be in Jono's boots right now! Tim Hoss: You have to wonder if he's at 100% after a brutal beatdown at the hands of Viva Inc last week. And his friends--Aaron Enigma, Connor Mackenzie, and Ryan Blood--didn't run out to help him! They've apologized for not being ready, but if I were Jono I might easily have doubts as to whether anybody had my back tonight. Jesse King: To be fair to Viva Inc., it was during a no DQ match. Tim Hoss: That's true, but it doesn't mean I have to like it. All other titles will be defended tonight as well, with Gus Richlen defending the Inter-Forum Championship against Aaron Enigma, The Punisher and Jeremy Dupoe defending their World Tag Team Championships against Mad Man Mulligan and The General of the Monkey Army, Smokin' Vokoun defending his Hardcore Championship against Ryan Blood, and Connor Mackenzie defending the Championship Of Honor against none other than the leader of Viva Inc: Vincent Van Agony! Jesse King: All of that's coming up, but first we've got...go ahead Muffer, finish my sentence...
color=ffff66]Michael Muffer: The following contest is a Three Way Dance!
*"Indestructible" by Disturbed plays*
Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 245 pounds, from Minneapolis, Minnesota........ "The Brainbuster", JASON ALLEN!!!!
TH: And here comes one of the best wrestlers in WWCF today, "The Brainbuster" Jason Allen! JK:You're such a kiss-ass, you know that?
Jason Allen walks onstage. He looks dead ahead at the ring, allowing himself a brief smirk before he walks down. He slides in under the bottom rope and hops to his feet, letting the ref check him before moving calmly to his corner.
*"U Can't Touch This" by MC Hammer plays*
And now, making his way to the ring, making his debut in WWCF, weighing in at 225 pounds, from Seattle, Washington circa 1997,...... "The 90's Man", DEVON RAY
TH: Always great to see some new blood in the WWCF. JK: For once, I agree. I wonder what's heights this guy is gonna reach? Devon Ray rides down the entrance ramp on his Tony Hawk skateboard and hits a kick flip into the ring. He then sits down in the corner and plays Pokemon Blue on his Gameboy color.
TH: What the hell? He should be focusing on his debut, not playing games. JK: Don't be such a killjoy, Tim.
*"Power" by Kanye West plays* TH: And here comes the man that assaulted Brainbuster mere days ago. JK: Hey, in this business, you do whatever you can to make a statement. Shamar simply wants to show this company & everyone in it what he's made of. TH: The man gave Brainbuster a damn concussion! JK: Exactly! It's kinda ironic if think about it.
Making his way to the ring, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 240 pounds......"The Father Monster", SHAMAR JAMES!
Smoke rises from ground. Shamar walks to the ring with a cocky smile on his face. He gets up on the top turnbuckle, points to himself & says "unstoppable".
The ref calls for the bell to be rung.
Brainbuster immediately performs a one-handed bulldog on Shamar James.
JK: And here we go!
Brainbuster tries to ground & pound Shamar, but Devon pulls him off. Devon peforms a dropkick on Brainbuster.
JK: Nice shot by Devon!
Devon goes for the pin.
*1!
Brainbuster shoves off Devon & puts him in a snap suplex.
Shamar rolls out of the ring.
TH: Goddamn it, not this again!
Brainbuster kips up and looks around for his other opponent, spotting him on the outside after a couple of seconds. Brainbuster charges and goes to nail James with a baseball slide, but James dodges! James goes for a big boot, but Brainbuster catches his foot and hits a dragon screw leg whip that brings James crashing down!
TH: The Brainbuster, Jason Allen, has got Shamar James dead in his sights and is looking to exact some revenge! JK: All well and good if Shamar was the only other guy in this match, Gorilla, but he'd better pay attention to Devon Ray--
Devon Ray has climbed through the ropes to the apron, gets a running start, and leaps at Brainbuster to hit him with a big cross body!
TH: And now all three men are on the floor at ringside, but you've gotta give the edge to the newest addition to the World WrestleCrap Federation, this blast from the past named Devon Ray!
Devon kicks a rising James in the gut, twists his arm, and sends him down with a heel kick! By luck or by chance, this sends James crashing onto Brainbuster!
JK: Actually agreeing with you here, Hoss!
Devon rolls James into the ring and goes for a cover.
One!
Two!
Kickout!
TH: And a near-fall for the man who thinks that anybody who mentions "iPad" must be talking about what they did to their resume! Or so I gather!
Devon Ray whips James into the ropes and ducks down for a backdrop--James stops himself by hooking the top rope with both arms! Devon Ray looks back up a moment later, only to get hit by a big spinebuster!
JK: The Father Monster has just ended the momentum of the '90s Man! TH: But Brainbuster's stirring on the outside!
James hits Devon with a swinging neckbreaker, followed by a nothern lights suplex with a bridge!
One!
Two!
Kickout!
James goes for the Swagnificent--but JUST as he steps foot on the top turnbuckle he has his leg yanked away by Brainbuster from the apron! James' back hits the canvas hard and he lays there groaning, while meanwhile Devon stumbles backwards across the ring and slumps against the turnbuckles on the opposite end.
TH: Brainbuster stopping Shamar James right before he hit that Swagnificent, which we saw him use to put away the Great Botchsuke and which may very well have meant Devon Ray's elimination from this match!
Brainbuster jumps into the ring and locks a legbar onto James, every so often turning his head to see what Devon's doing.
JK: Allen got blindsided by Devon once before and now he's maybe learning from his mistake!
James screams in pain but finally gets the rope break. Brainbuster almost follows up with a stomp, but is forced to roll out of the way of a charging Devon Ray!
TH: You're right King, and it was a good thing he did!
Brainbuster and Devon tie up, and Brainbuster forces him backward into the ropes, bringing a five count from Lloyd McFloyd. Brainbuster breaks cleanly and the two tie up again, this time with Devon catching Brainbuster with a headlock takedown! Devon drops a leg on Brainbuster and follows up with a bulldog! James has pulled himself up in the corner now and Devon goes to whip Brainbuster into the same corner--reversal by Brainbuster, who throws Devon with enough force to take him off his feet! Devon Ray's cranium collides with James', and both men are out on their feet!
TH: Timely reversal pays off for Brainbuster, but can he capitalize?
Brainbuster slowly fights to get back to a vertical base, and finally succeeds. Devon, meanwhile, turns around, but right into a belly to belly suplex! Brainbuster covers.
One!
Two!
Kickout!
Brainbuster goes to lock on the Sharpshooter, but Devon stops seeing stars just in time to shove Brainbuster with both his legs, knocking Brainbuster over! Devon kips up and taunts Brainbuster by doing the Macarena!
TH: Oh gods, I'd blocked out that dance and the song and now it's all flooding back! Make it stop! JK: [singing] Heeeeyyy Macarena!
Shamar James gets the drop on Devon as he's...we'll be generous and call it "dancing"...to hit him with a bulldog! Brainbuster is up but only in time to eat a big boot from James! James mounts Brainbuster and starts wailing away on him with closed fists until Lloyd McFloyd's reaches four in his five count. James then gets up and poses cockily, to a round of boos from the crowd.
TH: The WWCF Galaxy has been impressed by Jason Allen of late, and this 90s Man Devon Ray seems to be entertaining them at least some so far, but they do not care for the egotism of one Shamar James! JK: What do they know? He believes in himself! If you don't believe in yourself, you don't belong here! TH: There's such a thing as taking it too far, King. Not that you'd know.
Unbeknownst to James, Devon Ray has gotten back on his feet, and James is surprised by a dropkick to the back that sends him stumbling into the ropes! Devon charges at him and James backdrops him, but Devon lands on his feet on the apron and rocks James with a forearm smash to the back of the head! Devon back into the ring to whip James into the ropes and nail him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Before Devon can follow up, however he's nailed by a kick to the face from Brainbuster, who proceeds to connect with The Namesake!
One!
Two!
Three!
Devon Ray has been eliminated!
TH: A valiant effort from Devon Ray in his first WWCF match, but Brainbuster has ended his night and now it's down to him and Shamar James! JK: This is bad for James, Gorilla! So far he's taken more punishment than he's dished out, and he's still down from that backbreaker Devon Ray hit him with!
Brainbuster locks a Figure Four onto Shamar James, who howls in pain and fights to get to the ropes, but has no luck. He does manage to finally turn over and reverse the pressure, though, forcing Brainbuster to pull himself to the ropes and force the break.
JK: Figure Four can be as risky as going to the top rope sometimes! TH: For the innovator of the Figure Four, that leglock worked a lot more often than going to the top rope!
Both men struggle to get up, and charge at one another across the ring! James rocks Brainbuster with a punch, but Brainbuster fires back with one of his own that staggers James, but James recovers with another, and on it goes until Brainbuster hits a combination of punches ending in a big right hook that sends James over the top rope and pops the crowd!
TH: And back to the outside we go! Brainbuster has been looking really good tonight!
Brainbuster follows James outside and goes for a snap DDT on the concrete floor--James rushes forward and rams Brainbuster's spine into the steel ring post! Brainbuster gasps in agony and slumps to the floor, as James staggers away on wobbly legs to take a breather.
TH: Bah gawd, the sickening sound of Jason Allen's backbone damn near being SHATTERED on that solid steel ringpost!
James, having recovered, rolls Brainbuster back into the ring and whips him into the corner where his back collides forcefully with the turnbuckles! Brainbuster falls facedown and shows no signs of life as James stalks toward him.
JK: Go Shamar! Put this punk away!
James pulls Brainbuster into the middle of the ring and locks on a Boston crab! Brainbuster lets out a howl of agony, but refuses to tap, and finally drags himself to the ropes.
TH: Shamar James is focusing his offense on the back of Brainbuster, and after that collision with the steel ring post I think most wrestlers would've tapped to that Boston crab, but Brainbuster showing great resiliency and heart here!
Shamar waits until McFloyd gets to four to break the hold, and then pulls Brainbuster to the middle of the ring again where he tries to apply the hold again, but this time Brainbuster is able to kick James in the face before he's able to lock it on!
JK: Crap! Brainbuster might've just concussed Shamar James with that boot to the face! TH: I would call it karma if he did, King, but you're right; that was one HARD kick!
Brainbuster picks himself up, wincing in pain as he straightens and stands, and goes after James just as the Father Monster is almost recovered! Spinebuster from Brainbuster to Shamar James!
TH: Brainbuster with a spinebuster! JK: What if a guy named Spinebuster joins this company and uses a brainbuster on people, Gorilla? You think that him and Jason Allen would make a good tag team? TH: Don't be ridiculous, King. JK: Hey, why is that so ridiculous?! TH: It's ridiculous because Spinebuster is under contract to Ring Of WrestleCrap right now, so we can't have him. JK: Oh yeah, that's right. I forgot about that.
Brainbuster pulls James up, albeit with effort as his back is clearly causing him pain, and spikes him with a snap DDT! Brainbuster with a cover!
One!
Two!
Kickout!
Brainbuster goes for the Namesake, gets James part of the way up--and then Brainbuster lets his opponent go and sinks to his knees, groaning and clutching his back!
TH: Brainbuster almost hit Shamar James with that Namesake, but his back gave out before he could!
As Brainbuster struggles to stand up, Shamar James recovers and locks the Dead Zone onto Brainbuster!
TH: The Dead Zone! James has the Dead Zone locked on! He is choking the life out of Jason Allen!
Brainbuster fights like hell, but can't make any headway! He soon goes limp, and McFloyd raises his arm and drops it once, twice, three times. McFloyd calls for the bell.
Ladies and gentlemen, "Brainbuster" Jason Allen has been eliminated! Your winner: "The Father Monster", SHAMAR JAMES!
James takes a bow, to the displeasure of the crowd, who let them know exactly how they feel.
JK: The Father Monster wins, Gorilla! What a great way to kick off "In Your Apartment"! TH: I may regret asking this, but what do you have against Brainbuster? JK: Nothing really; I just think James is cooler.
Tim Hoss: Well, our Championship Of Honor match will begin in mere moments. But first, we have some words from "The Head Detective", Aaron Enigma!
*On the CrapTron, as well as on everybody's tv screens, a camera pans up revealing Aaron Enigma's study. The door opens and Aaron notices the camera as he is preparing for his match.*
Ah, so good of you to come and visit! Now, even though I have a match for the Inter-Forum championship tonight, that doesn't mean I haven't found some time to work on my case. I promise I will reveal the identity of the majority shareholder before the new year.
While doing research I figured I would go back to view the tapes of some of the episodes of Niteraw and the PPVs while I was away. I did find out something particularly interesting. I noticed some similarities between the Majority Shareholder and the Man in Black from last year. What exactly is similar you may ask? Well the body type for one, they are both pretty muscular. Also their personalities are similar from what I understand about both men.
So what does this mean for the case? Well it means I just took a giant leap towards figuring out who the Majority Shareholder is! This case is moving quite quickly which I do enjoy. I'm glad I haven't lost my detective skills during my absence.
Now, onto another case, my match with Gus Richlen. Gus we have been trash talking all week, but right now I want to wish you good luck. I've been itching to get a title around my waist ever since I've been back. Now I once again have that opportunity and I won't be wasting it the second time around. I respect your skills, and I will not underestimate you in that ring just because I'm a veteran. Make no mistake though, I will be walking out with that title tonight.
I hope you are ready Gus. I will stop at nothing to close this case and win the Inter-Forum championship.
Jesse King: Well, I hope he wins just because I'm tired of Richlen being a champion, but what do you think of his conclusions about the Majority Shareholder, Gorilla? Tim Hoss: Well Jess, it occurs to me that Aaron's never actually seen the Majority Shareholder; he's just gotten second-hand descriptions. We know he works out based on those, but we don't know anything about his height or weight or any distinguishing features. It might be a WWCF wrestler, but if so then who? And why? Jesse King: Bo-ring. Let's go to Michael Muffer so I won't be bored any more!
Michael Muffer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the Championship Of Honor! It will be held under Rules Of Honor, which are as follows...
Rule number one! The match will begin with a handshake. If one man tries to attack his opponent before the bell, the match is immediately thrown out!
Rule number two! If one man leaves the ring, he has a twenty count to return or the match ends. Fighting outside the ring will NOT be tolerated!
Rule number three! If one man intentionally tosses his opponent over the top rope, he will be disqualified! A wrestler's intent or lack thereof shall be determined by the official of record.
Rule number four! Moves which carry a high risk of head trauma shall not be allowed! Meaning no DDTs, no brainbusters, and no piledrivers of any kind! Strikes to the head are permitted.
Rule number five! This championship can change hands on a countout or disqualification!
Introducing First...
The lights in the arena go out...
*No World For Tomorrow by Coheed and Cambria*
Hoss: And here we are with the match for the Championship of Honor. The challenger is on his way in Vincent Van Agony.
As the music begins to play the crowd is silent and upon the start of the lyrics a red spotlight shines down on Viva. As "Raise your hands high!" hits the speakers he charges the ring, sliding under the bottom rope before moving to stand and stretch out his neck and arms in anticipation.
King: I can't wait to see this Gorilla. Connor Mackenzie is going to writhe in pain tonight. Vincent Van Agony is going to live up to his name. I hope he makes Connor cry for mercy.
Michael Muffer: Representing Viva Inc, weighing in at 195 lbs and hailing from Nakatomi Headquarters...Vincent Van Agony! And his opponent...
Any lighting goes out as the roar of a dragon is heard over the arena speakers. Silence follows before music begins.
*Remember the Name - Fort Minor*
Hoss: If there is one thing I've learned King, it is not to underestimate this young man. To put it simply, Connor Mackenzie has put the honor in the Championship of Honor. And there's only a few men I could say that about when it comes to that title.
As "Let's go" is heard in the song, a pyro fireball erupts from the entry stage. As smoke billows up from where the fireball shot up, Connor Mackenzie walks through it wearing his belt around his waist. Moving to the edge of the stage he jumps up and yells to the crowd to get them excited before going to the other side to repeat it again. Slapping hands on his way to the ring, Connor climbs up to the apron and then mounts a turnbuckle. Unfastening the belt, he holds it up over his head in one hand while pulling his hood back with his free one. Finally he removes his tabard and goes to the floor to give it to a fan.
Coming back into the ring, Connor looks at the belt intently, folding the straps before handing it to referee Lloyd McFloyd who in turn shows it to Viva who nods then holds it up for the crowd to see before handing it to the time keeper. Calling for both men to shake hands, Connor holds out his hand, looking at Viva who looks around at the crowd for a moment before giving a rough handshake before letting go and moving back to a corner. The ref calls for the bell, Viva is quick to start, going for Connor quickly and locks up.
Hoss: And here we go folks!
Both men stuggle against each other with Viva quickly gaining the upper hand with a quick double leg takedown. Moving to try and grab onto Connor's legs however he is pushed back against the ropes. Rebounding off, Connor planks underneath, allowing Viva to run for the opposing ropes. As he comes off, Connor is up but both men stop just short. Eyeing one another as they stare each other down.
Hoss: For a moment I was going to say that this was starting out at a frantic pace but Viva put the brakes on rather quickly
King: That's the experience talking there Hoss. Viva's a former world champ after all. Mackenzie's first win against him was a fluke and at the same time Dupoe was also competing against them. This is a fair fight now for Viva.
As both men start to circle the ring, they don't stop glaring at one another. Coming in for another lock up, Viva moves to put Connor into a hammerlock. Connor struggles against him, trying to reach back to latch onto Viva's head but Viva resists by sending a forearm shot into Connor's back. Wincing, Connor continues to struggle.
Hoss: The challenger, Vincent Van Agony, seems to have Mackenzie by the wrist there and is not letting up.
King: That's it Viva! Work him over!
Viva moves to hit Connor in the back once again, Connor grimaces from the shot. Ducking down, Connor manages to reverse the hammer lock before letting go. As Viva turns however he is met with a quick standing dropkick. Viva falls back, rolling to a corner as he holds his jaw. Connor shakes out his arm as he eyes Viva once more.
Hoss: Mackenzie perhaps showing a bit of wear on that arm.
King: If anybody knows how to tweak an appendage just right, it's Van Agony.
Connor moves towards Viva who is now standing, both men start an exchange, Viva letting Connor have it with a hard punch, Connor comes back with a loud backhand chop. Viva again with a punch, then a quick kick as Connor wheeled back for another chop. As Connor doubles over, Viva quickly grabs onto Connor's already hurt arm and pulls, whipping Connor chest first into the nearest turnbuckle.
Connor stumbles back from the hard impact but as he seems to be getting his bearings back, Viva rushes in, grabbing Connor about the waist and runs him into the turnbuckle chest first once more. Connor lets out a loud gasp before Viva moves to ram his own shoulder into Connor's lower back. Then again as Connor's head slumps down.
Hoss: Dear lord, Viva's really taking it to the champion, focusing on the chest and back it would seem.
King: Haha! If he can't catch his breath Mackenzie has no hope of beating the head of Viva Inc!
As Viva seems to relent he gives a quick laugh, shaking his head as Connor's hands move to clutch the top rope on either side of the turnbuckle. Viva shouts a few things at the crowd before charging at Connor once again. Connor however hopes up and over Viva who rams into the ringpost. Connor though is slow to capitalize as he moves his hand to his back.
Hoss: Mackenzie beginning to show a bit of the effects of Viva's attacks. Grounding the Canadian Dragon is certainly an intelligent move on the part of Van Agony.
King: That's why he's the boss, Hoss. He's a man with a plan and he's going to show everyone here that. Even if the canuck is able to avoid a few attacks it appears that Viva's work has already taken a toll.
Connor gets back to his feet as Viva drags himself out from the turnbuckle to face him. Connor wheels back and hits a hard backhand chop on Viva, then a second, a third and finally jumps to hit another standing dropkick which sends Viva slumping into the corner. Connor wastes little time as he moves to get Viva up and moves to whip him into the opposite corner. Viva however reverses and sends Connor at a quick pace. Connor however climbs the turnbuckle, looking to hit a whisper in the wind only to find that Viva has moved to the side. Connor lands hard on his back, arching from the impact.
King: HAHA! See, told you that Viva had a game plan. He's scouted Mackenzie out!
Hoss: It does certainly seem like Van Agony was waiting for an opening there.
Viva quickly goes for a pin.
1!
2!
Kickout!
Viva shakes his head once again, his face stern as he wipes his hand across his mouth as if contemplating what to do next. Connor's face shows that his back has taken quite a bit of punishment as he slowly starts to try and get up. Viva gives Connor a stomp on the back, his face showing a look of anger as he then gives another.
Picking Connor up, Viva takes a step back as if looking to measure him up before moving in as if to hit the paydirt, Connor though moves, giving an STO, planting Viva hard on the mat. The ref looks to both men then starts to make a ten count.
Hoss: And Mackenzie with the desperation move there!
King: But he can't capitalize on it Gorilla! He's wasting time.
Connor starts to drag himself, putting an arm over Viva as the ref goes to count.
1!
2!
Kickout!
Connor lets out what appears to be a strained breath as he starts to get to a knee, then another. Viva moves to start to rise as well. Both men get to their feet as Viva moves to hit Connor with another punch to the head. Connor staggers back, then lurches forward with a chop. Viva hits another punch on Connor and Connor retaliates with another chop, then another. Viva swings wildly, allowing Connor to duck. As Viva turns to confront Connor again he is grabbed, allowing Connor to hit a spinning inverted bodyslam.
Hoss: Mackenzie digging down deep! But does he have enough left in the tank?!
King: I doubt it. Oh look, he's doing what I love to see of so much...
With Viva on the mat, Connor starts to slowly move to the closest turnbuckle, moving to the outside he starts to climb. Viva slowly starts to get a knee, his back turned to Connor who reaches the top rope, waiting.
Hoss: This could be it!
King: No No No! Viva look out!
Connor launches himself, spinning in mid air for the dragonrana, landing on Viva's shoulders.
Hoss: Flight of the Dragon! Flight of the Dragon!
King: Uh uh uh...not quite. Haha!
As Connor moves to try and lean back to finish the move he cries out in pain. Viva meanwhile manages to barely catch himself, latching on to Connor and hoisting him up. Taking a few steps forward, Viva plants Connor in the middle of the ring with a huge powerbomb.
King: EAT IT MACKENZIE!
Connor is sprawled, his body turned from the impact so he's lying face down. Viva shakes his head, noticing Connor's position and moves to quickly drop down, locking in his muta lock.
Hoss: Bedtime Story! Bedtime Story on Mackenzie!
King: Yes...yeeeeeees!
Connor's face contorts in pain as he looks to the ropes, his hand reaching out as he tries desperately to try and stretch out but the damage is showing as he buries his head in the mat, trying with what strength he has left but to no avail. His hand moves to tap the mat hesitantly, the look on his face a mix of pain and sadness.
King: He tapped! He tapped!
Hoss: It was a hard fought match but Viva certainly seemed to have Connor Mackenzie's number here.
Michael Muffer: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner as result of submission and new Champion of Honor, Vincent Van Agony!
Tim Hoss: Viva Inc starts the night off with a bang as the leader wins the Championship Of Honor! And now we'll see if they keep batting 1.000 as Smokin' Vokoun puts his Hardcore Title on the line against Ryan Blood! Jesse King: Our ring crew is preparing for that match right now. They basically need to take a lot of the ring apart and...well, you'll see. While we wait, let's take a look at Mad Man Mulligan, formerly The Pumpkin King, formerly Mad PIRATE Mulligan, formerly...ah, roll the clip...
*As usual Sitar music throughout*
People might have missed my return promo....well I'm not gonna repeat myself....Life's too short for that.
The reason for my new look and style is a change in attitude. As a Pirate I was OBSESSED with posessions and having.....THINGS. Things are temporary man! Freedom from want is freedom from control, freedom from pain!
Any existential crisis can be solved by giving up your THINGS!
It was through that obsession with material wealth I got hurt, got fired, and made into something I couldn't be proud of.
But maaaann.....I'm not gonna fuss over that anymore!
I'm gonna just do my thing with General, and run crazy on The newest lackeys of Not-Whitey Inc. Here's hoping I have fun along the way.
Tim Hoss: You know, I never noticed it before but he sounds not entirely unlike Michael Muffer. Anyway, there's something to be said about that laid-back approach to life. Mulligan certainly seems less stressed, but will it translate to success in the ring? Jesse King: The very ring that's now just about ready for the hardcore match, by the way!
WWCF Hardcore Championship Match (c)Smokin Vokoun vs Ryan Blood
Muffer: Ladies and gentleman...the following contest....is scheduled for ONE FALL...AND IT IS FOR THE WWCF HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!! As you can see..the ring ropes are being replaced with Barbwire...and the turnbuckles are being replaced with turnbuckles filled with shards of glass. That means that this match is .... A BARBWIRE ROPED, BROKEN GLASS FILLED TURNBUCKLE, THUMBTACK ON TOP OF FLAMING TABLE.......DEATH MATCH!!!!!!!!!!!
King: They really need to get a better name for that kind of match.
Hoss: Lets just call it the Ultimate Death Match. I think that's catchy enough.
Virus by KMFDM
-Ryan Blood walks out to a MASSIVE POP!!!!
Muffer: From Baltimore,MD..weighting in at 208 pounds....He is RYAN BLOOOOOOOOO.....
-Just then Smokin Vokoun runs out behind Blood, grabs him...AND SHOOTS BLOOD IN THE FACE WITH A FLAME-THROWER!!!!! Blood falls to the ground in pain. Vokoun screams out loud and starts laying in some kicks to Blood's face.
Hoss: SMOKIN VOKOUN JUST SKIPPED HIS OWN INTRODUCTION JUST TO GIVE RYAN BLOOD A TASTE OF HIS OWN MEDICINE!!!!!
-Vokoun picks up Blood and drags him to ringside. Vokoun then throws Blood face first into the steel guardrail. Vokoun walks towards Blood and starts biting his forehead. Ryan Blood is now...BUSTED WIDE OPEN!!!
Hoss: I've never seen a match go this early and someone is already busted wide open.
King; I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!
Hoss: You're so blood thirsty.
King: I know...it's great.
-Vokoun goes under the ring and finds a steel chair with barbwire wrapped around it. Blood then sees this and kicks Vokoun in the stomach. Vokoun drops the chair. Blood grabs the chair...BAM!!!! Blood smashes the chair over Vokoun's head. But Smokey won't go down. BAM!!!! But again, Vokoun won't go down. Then Ryan grabs Vokoun AND USES AN URA-NAGE!!!! AND VOKOUN GOES HIT FIRST ON THE BARBWIRE STEEL CHAIR!!!!! Blood goes for the cover....
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-Blood, picks up Vokoun and throws him into the ring. Blood, instead of going under the barbwire, decides to climb the top turnbuckle. He signals to the crowd and flies AND HIT'S THE FLYING ELBOW DROP!!!! Blood goes to cover...
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-Blood picks up Vokoun and goes to irish whip Smokey into the ropes, but Vokoun reverses it and Blood hits the barbwire ropes. Blood holds his back in pain, but Vokoun comes back WITH A VICIOUS RUNNING LARIET!!!!! Vokoun picks up Blood and goes to shoot Blood to the turnbuckle..but Blood reverses it and VOKOUN GOES CHEST FIRST INTO THE GLASS FILLED TURNBUCKLES!!!!! Vokoun goes down holding his chest, while Blood walks over and tears off the turnbuckle and rips it open. Blood pulls out a shard AND STARTS CARVING INTO SMOKIN VOKOUN'S FOREHEAD!!!! SMOKIN VOKOUN IS NOW BUSTED WIDE OPEN!!!!!!
Hoss: Fans, I can just tell that this match is going to get more and more vicious as the match goes on.
King: And you wouldn't expect anything less from a Hardcore Championship match.
-Blood slams Vokoun's face into the mat. Blood then slides under the barbwire and searches under the ring. He pulls out a steel chair and a lead pipe. Blood throws them in the ring and slides back in. Vokoun is trying to get up. Blood grabs the lead pipe and starts choking Vokoun with it. Vokoun is trying to fight out of this choke and does by throwing some elbows to the gut. Vokoun gains advantage and tries to shoot Blood into the ropes, but Blood reverses it. Vokoun goes back first into the glass shard. BLOOD THEN GOES FOR A STINGER SPLASH..BUT VOKOUN MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AND BLOOD GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE GLASS SHARDS!!!!!! Blood goes down and Vokoun goes for the cover..
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Hoss: Just imagine falling face first on to broken glass. THE PAIN HAS GOT TO BE LIKE TORTURE!!!
King: Meh...it's okay. Blood was ugly anyway.
-Vokoun grabs the steel chair and lays it on the ground. Vokoun then grabs Blood AND HITS A PULLING PILEDRIVER ON THE STEEL CHAIR!!!! HE DOES AGAIN!!!! AND AGAIN!!!! AND AGAIN!!!! He hits FOUR piledrivers on the Steel chair. Vokoun doesn't go for the cover and starts taunting the crowd.
Hoss: Once again, Vokoun is wasting way too much time
King: He could be World Champion by now..but he's still too dumb.
-After wasting time taunting. He finally goes for the cover...
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-Vokoun screams at the ref for counting to slow. Vokoun then finds some more glass shards. He then starts carving up Blood's head. The blood is really flowing from Ryan now. Vokoun then picks up Blood and starts raking his eyes across the barbwire. Blood falls to the ground SCREAMING in pain. But Vokoun can do nothing but laugh and scream at Ryan Blood. Vokoun then picks up Blood and shoots him into the barbwire. Blood is now just hanging on. Vokoun screams at the top of his lungs and charges towards Blood, but Blood ducks and Vokoun flies over him....VOKOUN DOES A HANGMAN AND HIS NECK CAUGHT IN THE BARBWIRE!! VOKOUN IS SCREAMING AND COUGHING UP BLOOD!!!!!
Hoss: Oh no...this is bad. Vokoun is being hung to death on barbwire!!!
King: I don't think Blood is gonna have mercy for Vokoun. Not after what Vokoun's pulled during his title reign.
-Blood sees Vokoun screaming and struggling and has a big grin on his face. He then grabs the steel chair and BAM!!!! Blood hits Vokoun over the head with a steel chair. BAM!!! HE DOES IT AGAIN!!! AND AGAIN!!!! AND AGAIN!!! AND AFTER THE FOURTH ONE..THE TOP ROPE BREAKS AND VOKOUN FREE FALLS TO THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!!!! Blood just looks down with a scary look on his face. He jumps down and goes for the cover...
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King: I DON'T THINK BLOOD CAN BEAT VOKOUN!!!! WEATHER YOU LIKE HIM OR NOT....YOU CAN'T TAKE AWAY HIS HEART!!!!
-Blood gets up and looks under the ring and finds a Table. Blood sets up the table. He then gets another idea. He looks under the ring and finds THUMBTACKS. Blood then poars the thumbtacks all over the table. But then he gets another idea. He finds a can of gasoline and a match. He poars the gas all the table...then he ligths the match...AND THE TABLE IS ON FIRE!!!!!!!!!
Hoss: How in the hell is this gonna work!!! Blood must have snapped to think he's gonna pull this off!!!!!
-Blood goes to pick up Vokoun, but Vokoun fights him. Vokoun grabs Blood and throws him into the steel guard railing. Vokoun then notices the flaming table and starts to laugh. Blood charges forward at Vokoun, but Smokey catches him AND HITS A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!!!! Vokoun looks at the table once again. He picks Blood up and throws him back into the ring. Vokoun gets back into the ring and signals that he's gonna end it. Vokoun thows Blood into the turnbuckle and Smokey goes to climb the top rope. Vokoun picks up Blood,but Blood fights out of it AND VOKOUN CROTCHES HIMSELF ON THE BARBWIRE ROPE!!!! Vokoun is hanging on..but Blood gains control. Blood looks at Vokoun, smiles AND HITS A SUPERKICK TO VOKOUN, RIGHT IN THE MOUTH!!!! VOKOUN IS SO DAZED HE FALLS.....HE FALLS RIGHT THROUGH THE FLAMING TABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hoss: That's it...Smokin Vokoun is DEAD!!!!!!!!
King: NOBODY CAN GET UP FROM THAT ONE!!!!!!
-Vokoun is on the ground....squirming in pain. He even has tears in his eyes. Blood jumps down and goes for the cover.....
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Muffer: Ladies and gentleman..the winner...AND NEEEEEEEEW WWCF HARDCORE CHAMPION......RYAN BLOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!
-There is a MASSIVE pop as Ryan Blood celebrates with the WWCF Hardcore title. He can barely stand, but the crowd is giving him a standing ovation.
Hoss: Ryan Blood has done it!!!! He's slayed the dragon that was Smokin Vokoun!!!!!
King: He deserves it. I have to hand it to him.
Hoss: LISTEN TO THIS CROWD!!!!!!
-Vokoun is knocked out cold. Frank Castle and Jeremy Dupoe walk out to check on Vokoun. They yell at Blood for a moment but turn their attention to Vokoun. The two men lift up Smokin Vokoun and carry him out of the arena.
Hoss: I will give Vokoun a ton of credit. It took literally falling to Hell...to have him lose the Hardcore belt. He truly is one of the greatest Hardcore Champions of all time.
Jesse King: Yeah, well you're a bigger man than I am Hoss, because I'm just happy to see somebody give him a taste of his own medicine after what he did to the two of us earlier this year!
Tim Hoss: Completely understandable. And as our ring crew hastily works to put everything back the way it was, let's talk about our next match, which is a real firecracker. Viva Inc defend their tag team titles against the team of The General of the Monkey Army and the recently returned Mad Man/Pirate/Pumpkin King Mulligan.
Jesse King: Are we sure which one he is at this point?
TH: How the Hell should I know? All I know is that this is gonna be a really good match, a contrast of styles and plenty of scope for some quality wrestling. Let’s go to ringside.
Michael Muffer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the WWCF Tag Team Championships.
“Can You Picture That” by The Electric Mayhem begins as Mad Man Mulligan appears at the top of the ramp, jamming with the fans as he makes his way to the ring.
MM: Introducing first the challengers. From Anywhere He Wants to Be, weighing 158 lbs, Mad Man Mulligan!
Mulligan enters the ring and gets a pop from the crowd as “Let’s Go Sunning” by Galaxy News Radio resounds throughout the arena.
MM: And his tag team partner, from Lansing, Michigan, weighing 225lbs, he is The General of the Monkey Army!
The General enters the ring, placing the wind up Monkey on top of the ring post and shakes Mulligan’s hand as “No World for Tomorrow begins and The Punisher and Jeremy Dupoe appear at the top of the ramp.
MM: Their opponents, at a total combined weight of 526lbs, they defend the WWCF Tag Team Champions on behalf of Viva Inc, they are Jeremy Dupoe, and “The Punisher” Frank Castle!
The champions make their way into the ring and remove their ring gear. The Punisher and The General station themselves on the apron. Dupoe and Mulligan start off, with Jeremy hurtling toward his opponent, only for Mulligan to repeatedly sidestep him, like a matador avoiding a bull. Mulligan does a nice little dance to further anger the champion. Finally the two lock up, Mulligan taking control with a headlock. Dupoe reaches up and pulls on Mulligan’s hair, yanking him back to the ropes and then escaping the hold with a slingshot to the opposite side of the ring. Dupoe strikes with a running knee that doubles Mulligan over. Dupoe follows up with a double axhandle to the back which drops his opponent to one knee. The champ then clubs Mulligan around the head with rights and lefts, then sits him up and runs off the ropes with a low dropkick to his face. Grabbing Mulligan by the hair again, he pulls him over to his corner and tags in The Punisher. Dupoe whips Mulligan off the ropes and Castle slams a big boot into his face. The Punisher drops an elbow onto his fallen opponent, then rolls on top of Mulligan and slams rights and left into his head.
TH: They’re really trying to make a mess of Mulligan’s face aren’t they?
JK: He should think himself lucky he doesn’t have that stupid pumpkin mask on - they’d have turned his kisser into a pie by now.
TH: After Castle’s assault on Jonathan Michaels last week, it looks like he’s going for Mulligan’s face this week.
JK: Well you hear him each week. He hates these pretty boy good guys who use their looks to get ahead.
TH: Mulligan’s not going to be on the front of GQ anytime soon though is he?
JK: Maybe he’s showing he doesn’t discriminate?
Castle stands up and scowls at the General, who balls up his fist and invites Castle over. Punisher taps his own fist and gestures that the General’s time will come. The delay has given Mulligan time to recover, and he gets to his feet and waits for Castle to turn around. He blasts The Punisher with a powerful super kick to the jaw, knocking him flat on his back. Mulligan goes for a quick cover.
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Punisher manages to kick out, but is shaking off the effects of the kick to his jaw. Mulligan picks him up and tags the General. Mulligan whips Castle off the ropes and runs with him, chop blocking the back of The Punisher’s legs as the General comes off the opposite rope and strikes Castle across the throat with a big clothesline.
TH: What a great double team move King!
JK: I gotta give Mulligan and the General credit, they’re working well as a team. They’ve had Castle off his feet twice since he tagged in, they know they’ve gotta take one of these two nutcases out of the equation early to stand any chance of getting their hands on those titles.
TH: I think you said it right there King: Nutcases. Both these members of Viva Inc are capable of unspeakable acts of violence, you’ve got to wear them out quickly so they can’t get that bloodlust worked up.
JK: Easier said than done Gorilla - look.
The General has tried to lift Castle up for a suplex, but The Punisher blocks the move and delivers one of his own, slamming the General down hard on the mat. Whipping him to the ropes, The Punisher prepares for a big clothesline, but the General hooks the rope and tags in Mulligan, who vaults onto the top rope to deliver a high cross body block to The Punisher - who catches him in mid air.
JK: Big mistake from Mulligan Hoss..
Punisher hoists Mulligan above his head and drives him into the mat with a gorilla press slam. He tags in Dupoe, who grins and immediately goes after the down Mad Man. Dupoe clutches Mulligan’s head and bits him on the forehead.
TH: Whoa! Is Dupoe…biting him?
JK: You’ve got to go to great lengths to keep hold of the gold Hoss.
TH: I know, but what next, is The Punisher going to shoot him?
JK: The night is young Hoss…
Dupoe brings up Mulligan and then drives his head into the canvas with a piledriver, then delivers a neck break, and polishes it off with a backbreaker, leaving Mulligan a crimpled mess in the middle of the ring. Dupoe goes for the cover.
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But Mulligan gets the shoulder up.
TH: Dupoe seriously has it in for Mulligan doesn’t he?
JK: I think they both despise one another, but Dupoe is unhinged - waffling to Dagon and who know what bizarre deity he’s dug up this week - Mulligan decided to tone things down right at the wrong time.
TH: You think Mulligan has toned things down??! He seems just as mad as ever.
JK: He’s mad Gorilla, but I don’t think he’s murderous. Dupoe and Punisher? Well, I wouldn’t want to run into them in a dark alley…
Meanwhile, on the outside, the General is conferring with the Wind Up Monkey.
TH: Obviously discussing a little strategy there King.
JK: You know the worrying thing Gorilla? That damned monkey is probably the sanest thing out there..
The Punisher drops off the apron and pulls an object out of his bag. He walks around to the other side of the ring and snatches the monkey out of the General’s hands, booting the General in the gut as he does so. The Punisher reveals a pair of pliers, which he uses to snap the key in the monkey’s back, much to the monkey's horror! The General goes wild and flies at Castle, who struggles to fight him off.
TH: I think this just got personal King - Castle’s crossed a line.
JK: How the Hell is the General going to wind up the monkey now? How is he going to live his life in a normal way again? How can he know the difference between right and wrong?
TH: I think retribution is in the offing King - this isn’t finished.
The ref takes to the outside to separate Castle and the General, while inside Dupoe has been taking advantage of the distraction to choke out Mulligan. The ref gets back into the ring just as Dupoe breaks the choke.
JK: Ah, it was all a diversion Hoss - I can’t stand him at times, but you gotta give Castle the credit for his tactics.
TH: I call it fighting dirty King.
JK: Hey Hoss, life ain’t fair - I’m sure Castle could tell you that.
TH: Doesn’t give him an excuse to ruin people’s lives.
JK: Get up there and tell him that then.
TH: You first King.
JK: I’m needed here.
Mulligan rallies, reversing an Irish Whip to deliver a spinning heel kick, then walloping Dupoe with Rebound Flash Kick as he gets to his feet. The Mad Man’s eyes narrow, and he drives his shoulder into Dupoe with a vicious spear when his opponent gets to his feet. The crowd cheer. Mulligan then slams Dupoe to the canvas and leaps to the top rope, whirling round in mid air to deliver a somersault leg drop. Mulligan gets to his feet and pumps his fists, jumping on top of Dupoe for a cover.
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Dupoe kicks out but is clearly stunned. Mulligan eyes his prey and locks in a dragon sleeper, wearing Dupoe down. The referee checks on Jeremy’s health, as he slowly fades. The General, who has been seething in the corner, continues making a valiant attempt to re-attach the key to his monkey, before finally giving up and placing both of them in the corner underneath the ring post. He throws an accusing finger at Castle, who shakes his fist back.
TH: I think those two are spoiling for a good old fashioned slobber knocker of a fight King
JK: Monkey’s Paw vs. The Endgame? Now that I’d like to see.
TH: You may get your wish King…
Dupoe manages to reach the ropes to break the dragon sleeper. The ref gets Mulligan to break, giving Dupoe some respite. The ref backs Mulligan off, giving Dupoe valuable time to recuperate. Mulligan moves back in, but Dupoe tags him with a right hand, and tries to go for a swinging neck breaker. The Mad Man though, things on his feet and quickly ties Dupoe up in a small package
TH: Brilliant counter! We could have new Tag Team Champions!
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The Punisher climbs in and breaks the count by hurling Mulligan into the corner. Dupoe rolls clear into the path of the oncoming General, who is making a beeline for Castle. The General grabs Dupoe, who tries to fend him off with some jab to the gut, but is helpless as he positions him in front of him, then smacks him with the Monkey’s Paw, knocking Dupoe to the floor. In the other corner, Castle blocks a head butt from Mulligan, and blasts him with the Endgame, sending him over the top rope to the floor.
JK: Think we’re gonna see it King, who’s got the hardest punch. As the used to say on Banzai: PLACE BETS NOW!
TH: Castle’s got the strength, but the General is fuelled with that rage from Castle’s unprovoked attack on his monkey - that has to count for something.
The General points to the monkey, then balls his fist up, and screams. Castle growls back, and makes a fist of his own.
JK: BETTING ENDS!
The General gets his shot in first, driving his fist into Castle’s jaw, knocking him flat on his back.
TH: I think my bet won King.
JK: Really? Regardez le scenario Hoss:
The General is bouncing up and down at having floored The Punisher. He goes to the corner to get the monkey, to taunt Castle, but the delay gives The Punisher the chance to get back to his feet. Brandishing the monkey, the General turns around, only to find himself on the receiving end of an Endgame, knocking him out.
JK: I think my pick just came through.
Castle then goes to the outside. He grabs the limp bodies of Mulligan and Dupoe - the two legal men - and deposits them into the ring. Castle puts a dazed Dupoe on top of Mulligan.
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MM: Here are your winners, and still WWCF Tag Team Champions, Viva Inc!
TH: The Tag Team Champions stay in the hands of Viva Inc after a hard fought contest here at In Your Apartment King, but we’ve got a scene of devastation out there.
JK: Mulligan and the General are both out, Dupoe’s gonna be out of it for a while, and the monkey’s had it’s key broken - it’s truly a sad night Gorilla.
The Punisher takes the two tag belts and helps Dupoe out of the ring and assists him to the back as the General and Mulligan start to regain their senses in the ring.
TH: I suppose it show’s Viva Inc’s dominance - but surely someone has to stand up to them King? This can’t continue.
JK: I’d love to see the guys who are gonna do it - so I can get a clause put into their will to leave all their money to me!
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Post by Mr. Socko's Brother on Nov 22, 2011 13:10:37 GMT -5
The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the WWCF Inter-Forum Championship!
*"Cry For Help" and a purple pyro hit first as Aaron Enigma appears on the ramp, looking through his magnifying glass and pointing towards the fans.*
Introducing first, from Concord, New Hampshire, weighing in at 230 pounds, "Head Detective" Aaron Enigma!
Apparantly King has decided that while he despises Gus Richlen more than everyone else in this company COMBINED, he is also unhappy that a member of ViVA, Inc. is not competing in this match, and therefore, he refuses to commentate this match.
*No sooner has Enigma given his fedora and magnifying glass to a fan when:
"THE FUTURE IS BULLETPROOF, THE AFTERMATH IS SECONDARY. IT'S TIME TO DO IT NOW AND DO IT LOUD. KILLJOYS, MAKE SOME NOISE!!!!"
Now it's "Na Na Na" and a LOT of pyro as Gus Richlen an Shaelin Marie O'Hara head for the ring.*
And his opponent, accompanied by Shaelin Marie O'Hara, from Peshtigo, Wisconsin, weighing in at 181 pounds, the WWCF Inter-Forum Champion, the 'Xtreme Machine," Gus Richlen!
Richlen has made it clear that he is determined to defeat his fourth former WWCF World Champion. I hate to suggest that he's underestimating Enigma, but I have a bad feeling that that is what he is doing.
*Jake Kwan, still not liking Richlen at all, grabs a metal detector wand from under the ring and checks Richlen for any foreign objects before calling for the bell.
Richlen walks right into a series of elbow strikes as Enigma drives him into one corner and continues the strikes until Kwan forces him back. Enigma backs off and goes forward, but Richlen picks him up and flapjacks him into the corner! Enigma's face connects with the top of the ring post, and he's in a major daze as Richlen capitalizes with an over-the-shoulder backbreaker!
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Enigma kicks out, so Richlen pujlls him up and hits a snap suplex!
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Enigma gets the shoulder up, so Richlen pulls him up and Irish whips him into the corner before charging and hitting the Dark Lasso! He then backs up and goes for a second, but that's a mistake as Enigma ducks out of the way and Richlen goes over the top turnbuckle an nearly crashes out of the ring! He manages to stabilize himself and land on the apron, but a dropkick knocks him off!
Enigma climbs to the top rope and watches as Richlen gets to his feet. Once that happens, he launches for a plancha, but Richlen catches him and drives him spine-first into the ring apron!*
Enigma is not going to be done any favors with stuff like that!
*Richlen tosses an obviously pained Enigma back into the ring and rolls in himself before going for another snap suplex, but Enigma blocks it and hits a jawbreaker! Richlen is staggered, and Enigma starts going on a punching fest before picking Richlen up and dropping him with a sitout inverted suplex slam!
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Richlen gets the shoulder up, but Enigma double leg drops Richlen's midsection!
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Richlen kicks out again, but Enigma pulls him up for a vertical suplex!
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Again Richlen kicks out, and this time, Enigma picks him up for an STO!
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Richlen kicks out again, but Enigma leg drops him again!
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Richlen kicks out again!*
Enigma is taking the fight to Richlen, but I have to wonder if he's not impacting his own back too much after Richlen planted him on the apron earlier!
*Enigma pulls Richlen up again and Irish whips him to the corner, then charges, but Richlen flapjacks him again, and again Enigma's head connects with the top of the post! This time the results are worse as Enigma is busted open, and as he staggers out he falls victim to a Carnosel!
The A-shirt is gone as Enigma struggles to get to to his feet, but he ends up in perfect position for a screaming Richlen to nail the Schwinn Smash!
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Enigma kicks out, but Richlen is stalking him intensely now, and when Enigma gets up and turns, he gets blasted with the most brutal spear that Richlen can summon! Richlen lands more or less on his face, but he pops right up and is letting out another scream!*
And looks who comes roaring back in more ways than one!
*Richlen continues to stalk Enigma, and when he gets to his feet, Richlen grabs him by the throat and chokeslams him!
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ENIGMA KICKS OUT!!!!
If Richlen is surprised by this turn of events, he isn't letting it show as he waits for Enigma to get back to his feet. Once that happens, he grabs Enigma and goes for the Final Judgment, but Enigma refuses to budge! Richlen keeps trying to lift, but Enigma is almost rooted to the spot! Richlen, frustrated, decides to get a jumping start BRILLIANT DEDUCTION FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!!!!
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Here is your winner and the NEWWWWW WWCF Inter-Forum Champion, Aaron Enigma!
Enigma took a hell of a beating out there tonight, but he managed to capitalize on a rare rash decision from Richlen to walk away the new Inter-Forum Champion!
*Enigma celebrates all the way up the ramp, and once he disappears from view, Richlen starts to get to his feet and Shaelin is about to get in the ring when Vincent Van Agony suddenly jumps the crowd barrier, rushes the ring, and attacks! Shaelin gets out of the way at the last second as Van Agony hails elbow strikes and punches down on the former champion! Richlen tries to get away, but ViVA quickly grabs him and locks in the Bedtime Story!
Security and more referees join Shaelin and Kwan in trying to seperate the two, but Van Agony cannot be forced to release the hold as Richlen passes out! After a few horrific moments, Van Agony finally releases the hold as Richlen is motionless on the canvas. Medics rush out as Van Agony surveys the damage, a wicked smile on his face.*
If Vincent Van Agony was trying to get Richlen's attention, then damn if he hasn't got it now after that attack!
JK: [sniffles emotionally] So beautiful...they should've sent...a poet...
TH: I swear, there is something seriously wrong with you, Jesse King! But we've arrived to our main event, finally, after one hell of a night so far!
JK: I'm going to be honest about this one: after the last Niteraw, I think I must say, "May the best man win."
WWCF World Championship Match Amigo versus Jonathan Michaels [/u] TH: Interesting assessment, King. Tell us more.JK: On the one hand, you have Jonathan Michaels, who won the WWCF Title after a long, harrowing journey, becoming, as much as it begrudges me to admit it, the first WWCF Grand Slam Champion. On the other hand, you have Amigo, whose actions and attitude have disgusted me lately.TH: Really?JK: Yes really. I have standards, Gorilla. But Amigo has made it to a World Title Shot for the first time in, if I remember correctly, over a year.TH: So you're saying that he has a parallel desire for the belt as Michaels once had.JK: Right. Furthermore, if Amigo wins, he will be the second 2-time WWCF World Champion in history.TH: And you think that's enough to vouch for him.JK: It's about history, Gorilla. If JoNo wins, then he will have proven that he can hold the belt against possibly the meanest, most sadistic wrestler this roster might have ever seen.TH: Well let's get this match going. Michael Muffer, take it away!MM: Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for our main event!
The following match is scheduled for one fall with a 60-minute time limit and is for the WWCF World Championship!TH: One man will have a good Thanksgiving this year, King, but the other man will have a great Thanksgiving.JK: You got that right.*Amigo emerges from the crowd holding the f*** You WWCF World Openweight Blood and Guts Hardcore Brass Knuckles Deathmatch Belt.* MM: Introducing first: the challenger. Hailing from Nogales, Arizona. Weighing 225lbs. He is the f*** you WWCF World Openweight Blood and Guts Hardcore Brass Knuckles Deathmatch Champion: Amigo!TH: He's come a long way in a short amount of time, but Amigo isn't about to let anyone forget about his custom belt.JK: I wouldn't. Some people call it a sign of irrelevence or insecurity, but I call it utter rebellion and initiative. He is making his own opportunities and it has gotten him to the World title.*Amigo steps over the guard rail and slides into the ring, holding up his belt before putting it down on the ring steps.* TH: He certainly has made leaps and bounds in the past couple of months.JK: Jonathan Michaels cashed in a briefcase. Amigo had to persevere his way to this spot.TH: Um... Jonathan Michaels won a tournament.JK: Quiet you.MM: And his opponent...*Smoke fills the entrance ramp.* *Jonathan Michaels walks out with the WWCF World Title around his waist.* TH: Jonathan Michaels, after failing to capture the World Title in two Gookermanias in a row, finally won the big one at Night of the Wrestling Zombies after a tournament for the title.JK: Only because the title was vacated.TH: What's important is that he seized opportunity after opportunity, and he finally struck gold.*JoNo walks down the ramp to the ring, pointing at Amigo, who paces about in the ring.* MM: Now entering the ring from Los Angeles, California at a weight of 240lbs. He is your WWCF World Champion: Jonathan... Michaels!TH: Look at Amigo - he's like a tiger ready to pounce.JK: And JoNo isn't looking like he's completely recovered since his beatdown last Monday.TH: Predators typically go after the old and the sick. This match will most certainly be an uphill battle for the World Champion.*Referee John Creed makes Amigo back away to give Jonathan Michaels space to enter the ring.* JK: It's a powder keg waiting to explode.*Creed makes each man stand in opposite corners.* TH: Any moment now, these two are going to lock horns and show no mercy after last week...*Creed signals for the bell to ring.* TH: It's an all-out brawl, King!JK: And it didn't take long to take to the ground.TH: Michaels pounds in Amigo's face. Amigo reverses and punches Michaels.JK: Amigo gets the rope though.TH: Michaels isn't stopping.JK: Would Michaels disqualify himself just to hold onto the belt?TH: Michaels gives in to reas- what a cheap shot from Amigo. Knee to the face and Michaels is down.JK: Amigo takes every opportunity he can too, Hoss.TH: Amigo whips Michaels to the corner...JK: And the "tiger's" ready to pounce!TH: Michaels with an elbow. DDT!JK: Oh no!TH: Michaels covers for the pin. One, tw- Amigo gets the shoulder up.JK: What an explosive set of opening gambits. But now the real human chess begins.*Both men get to their feet. Michaels whips Amigo to the corner.* TH: Michaels seems to be missing a few pawns unfortunately.*Michaels charges for a spear.* JK: And Amigo's going to take every advantage of that. Excellent escape.TH: Amigo to the outside, but Michaels has taken a blow to his shoulder. He can't afford to take many injuries so early into the match.JK: Amigo needs to be careful himself. Novices love to whip out the queen. Experts love to whip out the king.*Amigo rolls back into the ring while JoNo grabs a rope to get back up.* TH: Not sure if I follow you.JK: You much of a chess player?*Amigo stomps on JoNo.* TH: More of a checkers man.JK: I'm not surprised.TH: Michaels catches the boot! He's going for the Key Grip!JK: Ha! But Amigo escapes!TH: That said, Michaels can stand up.JK: Yeah, but Amigo's circling around-TH: Right into an arm drag. Another Arm Drag. Clothesline! Michaels is on fire!JK: Are you kidding? He's going for the top rope already?TH: Wait... Michaels playing it smart after all. According to you.JK: I'll concede to that.TH: What will his next move be?JK: He better hurry up because Amigo's getting back up.TH: Michaels with a takedown...JK: Not the Key Grip!TH: A legdrop to Amigo's leg. Michaels is trying to slow Amigo down.*Amigo reaches for JoNo with his hands for a brain claw.* JK: Amigo goes on the offense anyway.TH: Well, it gets JoNo to back off at least.*Amigo springs to his feet and catches a charging JoNo with an irish whip to the ropes...* JK: Gorilla press!TH: Look at the strength of Amigo...*JoNo slips behind Amigo and shoves him forward...* TH: Michaels with a school boy! One, two, Amigo kicks out!*Amigo flops onto his front side...* TH: Michaels following up with a boston crab!JK: That's what I'm talking about, Gorilla: taking opportunities.TH: But Amigo gets the rope...JK: And Amigo passes with flying colors.TH: But Michaels isn't letting him go!JK: What has Amigo done to him this match?TH: It's not about what he did tonight, it's what he did last Monday.*JoNo releases Amigo before Creed reaches the count of five.* JK: I can't believe I'm saying this, but Amigo needs to be more ruthless.TH: Michaels has been all over him tonight. Like an injured, feral animal.JK: And what's this sauntering over to Michaels?TH: Fade to Black!JK: No, Amigo catches the boot!*Amigo holds onto JoNo's foot and elbow drops it, taking JoNo down to the mat.* TH: Amigo might turn this around yet. Camel clutch to MichaelsJK: Oh, but Michaels grabs the ropes...*Amigo keeps one hand on Michaels and uses the other to hammer blows down on him.* TH: Amigo using his powerful, corded physique to punish Michaels now.JK: He needs to be careful too, though. He needs to beat Michaels, but Michaels only needs to not lose.*Amigo picks up JoNo from behind.* TH: Oh! Argentine Backbreaker from Amigo!JK: Amigo has managed to make it through the eye of the storm, but pinning Michaels isn't enough. He's wants to make him suffer...*Amigo hoists JoNo up and slams him down for another Argentine Backbreaker.* JK: ... He wants to make him say, "Uncle."TH: The question is if Jonathan Michaels is tough enough to last through Amigo's assault. If he can get just one good hold or strike in...*Amigo lifts JoNo up a third time, but JoNo slips onto his feet...* TH: Russian leg sweep! Both men are down!JK: He better hope Amigo isn't the first man up.TH: On the other hand, this match might result in a double knockout.JK: Luckily they have to the count of ten rather than three for that.TH: Indeed. The ropes have been really handy tonight, and now they're helpful for getting up and getting bearings straight.JK: You gotta think about how Jonathan Michaels is here to prove that he can hold onto the World Title, while Amigo is here to prove that he can still hang in the main event.TH: Right you are, King.JK: With each strike and with each hold, one man will come closer to victory, while the--*Amigo and JoNo charge at each other.* TH: Michaels with a clothesline! A second clothesline! Three!*Amigo rolls outside and paces around the ring while Creed counts him out.* JK: Smart move, Amigo. Take that time to figure out your next move.TH: Michaels got a good string of hits on Amigo, but Amigo had to retreat.JK: Strategically, Gorilla, strategically.*Amigo rolls back into the ring.* TH: Michaels with an Irish whip. Amigo reverses. Corner lariat!JK: Amigo should stay on Michaels as long as he can.TH: A whip to the opposite corner... Body press to Michaels!JK: And a gorilla press to boot? Amigo's on fire now.TH: Can Michaels slip out?JK: Nope. Face meet mat.TH: Amigo covers for the pin. One, two, Michaels gets the shoulder up.*Amigo gets up to run the ropes...* TH: Elbow to Michaels's sternum. One, two, Michaels kicks out!JK: What does it take to put this guy away?TH: Amigo hooks the leg. One, two, Michaels gets the shoulder up.JK: Don't lose your cool, Amigo. You can still do this!*Amigo grabs Michaels's legs...* TH: Amigo with the figure four.JK: Bad idea, Amigo...TH: Michaels locks the Key Grip on Amigo! Amigo has to let go!JK: That's what I was talking about.*Amigo slips out of the figure four leglock but...* TH: JoNo's not letting Amigo go! But Amigo kicks him in the face.JK: Amigo's limping now. He needs to buy some time to rest his ankle.TH: Michaels won't let him though.*JoNo waistlocks Amigo from behind...* JK: He's clearly going for a belly-to-back suplex, but Amigo's not about to let him do it.*Amigo mule kicks JoNo in the groin.* TH: What was that?JK: Michaels forced his hand.TH: A sure penalty for Amigo.JK: Too bad there really aren't "penalties" in wrestling. Just disqualifications.TH: Tell that to John Creed, then. He's reaming Amigo for that.JK: Creed should watch himself. Amigo bites.*Amigo grabs a kneeling JoNo, only to get a series of punches to the midsection.* TH: Michaels is fighting back. Amigo is reeling!JK: Amigo still has gas in the tank. Michaels is fighting with fumes now.TH: Whip to the ropes, spinebuster! Michaels covers for the pin!JK: Hang in there, Amigo!TH: One, two, no!JK: Whew...TH: Amigo can take a lot of pain too, and he didn't come into this match nearly as injured from last Monday as Michaels.JK: I know that Michaels was beaten down by Viva, Inc last week, but come on - a Barbed Wire Rope, Broken Glass Filled Turnbuckle, Thumbtack-Covered Flaming Tables Match is pretty brutal on its own.TH: But Amigo won his match, and his opponent, Vokoun, was the Hardcore Champion - it's par for the course for him.JK: Either way, neither man has put his opponent away yet and-TH: Vertical suplex by Amigo! Fist drop to the face!JK: And another cover for the pin! One, two, dammit!*Amigo gets up, arm still between JoNo's legs...* TH: Amigo will have to try something- wait, armbar by Michaels!JK: This is a terrible position for Amigo!TH: Michaels must be trying to take out Amigo's power.JK: Power indeed, Gorilla; Amigo's dragging him to the ropes, but can he make it?TH: He can't do it. He has to try something else before JoNo breaks his arm.*Amigo pushes forward, putting JoNo on his back, but forces him onto his front...* JK: Whoa! Amigo reverses!TH: Scorpion Deathlock reversal!JK: But Michaels still has his arm!TH: It's a battle of wills, King. Michaels has lasted for quite some time on his injuries, but Amigo is being worn down.*Amigo hops up and slams his weight down.* JK: He's trying to get JoNo to release the hold, but he might have hurt his own arm in the process.TH: Amigo is in the right positon to get just enough leverage to make for the ropes, but only if he can take JoNo's arm bar.JK: Looks like he heard you. And JoNo might get rope burn all along his chest to boot.TH: Amigo's just a foot or two from the ropes now, he must be using all his strength to drag JoNo from that position.*JoNo releases Amigo's arm, causing Amigo to spring forward and slam neckfirst into the middle rope.* JK: What a cheap ploy by Michaels.TH: I don't think he is to blame for this one.JK: Look at Amigo though. He's on the ground gasping for breath.TH: But didn't Michaels release his arm?JK: Ah shaddup.TH: Michaels hooks the leg! One, two, three. Wait, Amigo grabbed the rope...JK: Had me going there...*JoNo grabs the top rope and stamps his feet...* TH: I think the credits are coming, King...JK: Stay down, Amigo!TH: He's still catching his breath, here it comes!*Amigo ducks JoNo's superkick...* TH: Referee John Creed is down!*Amigo clasps one hand around JoNo's neck...* JK: And Amigo with a sumo-style chokeslam! Michaels is down!TH: Michaels had it!JK: No he didn't, Gorilla. If he had it, he would have won! And now Amigo's getting his belt to show JoNo how he does things as a champ!TH: What's he whistling for?TH: Viva, Inc! Viva, Inc, King! What are they coming out for?*Vincent Van Agony, Championship of Honor belt in hand, and Jeremy Dupoe and Punisher, Tag Team Title belts in hand, walk down the ramp to the ring as Michaels gets up...* JK: He's surrounded, Gorilla! And they all have belts!TH: What about Vokoun?JK: Did you see that Hardcore match?TH: Right.JK: This is bad for Michaels...*JoNo looks around himself, surrounded by Viva, Inc. He lunges at Amigo.* TH: A valiant effort by JoNo, but the beatdown begins...JK: You know, Gorilla. There's many times where I find myself in direct opposition to popular opinion, but this... this is pretty hard to defend...TH: At least you admit it! This will be a miscarriage of justice!JK: Wait, it's the Interforum Champ (Aaron Enigma) and Connor MacKenzie!TH: The Equalizers! And they brought chairs!*Viva sends Punisher and Jeremy Dupoe to fight with Aaron and Connor Mackenzie.* TH: It's pandemonium in the Parts Unknown Arena!JK: And Referee John Creed is still down!*MacKenzie whacks Dupoe in the head while Enigma lifts Punisher up and drives him headfirst onto a chair with a Brilliant Deduction.* JK: They're both down!*Enigma and MacKenzie whack Punisher and Dupoe a couple more times before advancing for the ring.* TH: No mercy from the Equalizers!JK: The chair is mightier than the belt!TH: But Viva and Amigo are still brutalizing JoNo!JK: Not for long though, here they come.TH: Viva and Amigo are ready for them though.*MacKenzie chucks his chair at Viva, who catches it...* TH: Dropkick to the chair from Enigma!*MacKenzie rushes to the top rope and waits for Viva to stand up...* JK: They're the Equalizers, Amigo, focus on Michaels.TH: Flight of the Dragon! Viva is out!*Connor grabs his chair and rolls Viva out of the ring.* TH: The tables are turned on Amigo now! What's he going to do?*Aaron and Connor slam their chairs onto both sides of Amigo, crumpling him to the mat.* JK: Fine. That makes you even. Now leave before you're no better.TH: Wait, they're not done yet?*Aaron drags JoNo to put his arm over Amigo while MacKenzie gets Creed back up.* JK: Hey!*Aaron and Connor slide out of the ring while Creed shakes his head into consciousness and counts the pin.* TH: One! JK: One!JK: Two! TH: Two!TH: No!JK: Amigo is still in the match!TH: But both men are still down.*Creed stands up and begins the knockout count.* TH: It could come down to this. Amigo took a pair of mighty chair shots, but Michaels was beaten down by belts.JK: The Equalizers ought to rethink their mission statement if they're going to do that crap.TH: Like Viva, Inc would be any better.JK: I'm just saying that no one likes a hypocrite.TH: Bah gawd, both men are back up!*JoNo and Amigo charge at each other, but Amigo kicks JoNo in the gut, bending him over...* JK: Here it comes...*Amigo lifts JoNo up onto his back...* JK: Neutron Bomb...TH: Michaels reverses! Backslide pin!JK: What?TH: One, two, three!JK: Amigo was so close!TH: Michaels did it! He has defended the World Title!JK: Amigo would have made history!TH: He knows it too. Look at the rage on his face!MM: Here is your winner as a result of pinfall and still your WWCF World Champion: Jonathan... Michaels!TH: And here come his fellow Equalizers to keep Amigo at bay...*Amigo scowls at JoNo as he holds up the World Title and Aaron Enigma and Connor MacKenzie hold him up in turn.* JK: He still has his own belt though, and in my book, he showed that he's more than a match for the World Champion.TH: Michaels is a tough son of a bitch - we've known that for years - and Amigo is a cobra who seems to have a new brand of venom.JK: My only question is could Michaels beat Amigo again if their posses didn't interfere... TH: We may find out in the months to come but we are out of time. This has been In Your Apartment. I'm "Gorilla" Tim Hoss...JK: I'm Jesse King.TH: And we wish you, the WWCF Galaxy, a Happy Thanksgiving. See you next Monday!CREDITS: BRB, Smokin' Vokoun, Connor Mackenzie, Gus Richlen, Punisher, Shamar James, Aaron Enigma, Mad Man Mulligan, Mr. Socko's Brother [/center]
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Post by Mr. Socko's Brother on Nov 22, 2011 13:22:17 GMT -5
And thus ends my reign of terror. Thanks to everybody for making this fed fun and for all of the help, and here's wishing Viva good luck in running the WWCF!
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Post by Connor Mackenzie on Nov 22, 2011 13:26:45 GMT -5
Great show guys! Equalizers 4 Life!
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Post by Mr. Socko's Brother on Nov 22, 2011 13:43:56 GMT -5
Grats to all the winners, btw.
As for Blood winning the hardcore strap, I'd like for him to take next week off. I want to sell what Vokoun did to me and I also want to let somebody else into the spotlight.
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Post by Viva on Nov 22, 2011 13:49:37 GMT -5
Thanks for everybody who voted for me. That was a great card, and I'm pretty sure I have a sweet Niteraw planned for you guys. I just need to flesh it out over the course of today. Ballots will be sent out tonight, and the deadline for voting will be Friday at 11:59AM. After that, we'll send out results and get this thing cracking.
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Post by Head Detective Aaron Enigma on Nov 22, 2011 13:49:39 GMT -5
Excellent PPV and like Connor said, Equalizers 4 Life!
Gonna be some interesting times ahead in WWCF for sure.
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Post by smokinvokoun on Nov 22, 2011 14:11:32 GMT -5
I might take the Nitraw off to sell my injuries as well. I have idea's for potential feuds, because I haven't had a REAL one in a long time. One that isn't just one match and it's done type stuff.
Otherwise, congrats to Blood, this will hopefully work out for the both of us. And hopefully, maybe, juuuuuust maybe I can move away from being seen as just a Hardcore wrestler, because i think while the gimmick has been very good to me here, I think it's also kinda typecasted me into a certain role compared to other guys whose characters are more well rounded talent-wise. So I'm thinking about tweaking my character just a tad.
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Post by Mr. Socko's Brother on Nov 22, 2011 14:14:23 GMT -5
I might take the Nitraw off to sell my injuries as well. I have idea's for potential feuds, because I haven't had a REAL one in a long time. One that isn't just one match and it's done type stuff. Otherwise, congrats to Blood, this will hopefully work out for the both of us. And hopefully, maybe, juuuuuust maybe I can move away from being seen as just a Hardcore wrestler, because i think while the gimmick has been very good to me here, I think it's also kinda typecasted me into a certain role compared to other guys whose characters are more well rounded talent-wise. So I'm thinking about tweaking my character just a tad. I know that I've already reminded you of it IC'ly in the promo thread, but don't forget that you still have that contract allowing you to wrestle for the #1 contendership of any belt in the company. So setting your sights on a non-hardcore title could be just the thing.
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Post by Viva on Nov 22, 2011 14:15:52 GMT -5
I might take the Nitraw off to sell my injuries as well. I have idea's for potential feuds, because I haven't had a REAL one in a long time. One that isn't just one match and it's done type stuff. Otherwise, congrats to Blood, this will hopefully work out for the both of us. And hopefully, maybe, juuuuuust maybe I can move away from being seen as just a Hardcore wrestler, because i think while the gimmick has been very good to me here, I think it's also kinda typecasted me into a certain role compared to other guys whose characters are more well rounded talent-wise. So I'm thinking about tweaking my character just a tad. Haha! You bast! I was going to book you. No biggy though, i'll work around that.
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Post by smokinvokoun on Nov 22, 2011 14:30:18 GMT -5
I might take the Nitraw off to sell my injuries as well. I have idea's for potential feuds, because I haven't had a REAL one in a long time. One that isn't just one match and it's done type stuff. Otherwise, congrats to Blood, this will hopefully work out for the both of us. And hopefully, maybe, juuuuuust maybe I can move away from being seen as just a Hardcore wrestler, because i think while the gimmick has been very good to me here, I think it's also kinda typecasted me into a certain role compared to other guys whose characters are more well rounded talent-wise. So I'm thinking about tweaking my character just a tad. I know that I've already reminded you of it IC'ly in the promo thread, but don't forget that you still have that contract allowing you to wrestle for the #1 contendership of any belt in the company. So setting your sights on a non-hardcore title could be just the thing. Oh no, I haven't forgot. I'm just taking my time. LOL Besides, I'd REALLY like to get away from Hardcore wrestling. Because while I enjoy writing them, it can get boring writing bloody matches over and over again. LOL
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Post by smokinvokoun on Nov 22, 2011 14:31:45 GMT -5
I might take the Nitraw off to sell my injuries as well. I have idea's for potential feuds, because I haven't had a REAL one in a long time. One that isn't just one match and it's done type stuff. Otherwise, congrats to Blood, this will hopefully work out for the both of us. And hopefully, maybe, juuuuuust maybe I can move away from being seen as just a Hardcore wrestler, because i think while the gimmick has been very good to me here, I think it's also kinda typecasted me into a certain role compared to other guys whose characters are more well rounded talent-wise. So I'm thinking about tweaking my character just a tad. Haha! You bast! I was going to book you. No biggy though, i'll work around that. Actually, I might a promo for it, so I will be involved with the show. But Vokoun did just fall through a flaming table covered in thumbtacks. Smokey is a tough guy, but he's not superman. lol
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Nov 22, 2011 14:44:42 GMT -5
Good show, good show. Congrats to Viva, Blood, and Enigma, and hats off to Blood as our show runner. Let's hope thus new era will carry the torch well.
It's too bad Amigo was probably destined to lose though, being JoNo's first defense and all, but I hope I made him look like a million bucks all the same.
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Post by Mr. Socko's Brother on Nov 22, 2011 14:52:03 GMT -5
Well, I wouldn't say destined to lose, BRB; final voting was 8-7. So I think making it really close like that and making it seem like it could've easily gone the other way reflects that pretty well.
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