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Post by Some Baritone guy IS REDEEMED! on Jul 24, 2012 20:49:07 GMT -5
Sorry about the TV title match being late a technical difficuly screwed everything up.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jul 24, 2012 22:58:21 GMT -5
How are the Connor/Dupoe and BRB/Richlen matches coming?
There is still time for promos and squashes. Get them in if you have them. This is the go home show after all.
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Post by Gus Richlen Was Wrong on Jul 24, 2012 23:01:17 GMT -5
Getting my match started now.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jul 24, 2012 23:02:07 GMT -5
Getting my match started now. Good. Did you receive my PM?
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Post by Gus Richlen Was Wrong on Jul 24, 2012 23:09:55 GMT -5
Getting my match started now. Good. Did you receive my PM? Yeah. Did you update your profile yet?
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Post by Gus Richlen Was Wrong on Jul 25, 2012 0:37:50 GMT -5
Going to get part of the match done and finish it after I run Raw in the WWE: FAN e-fed tomorrow night.
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Post by Jonathan Michaels on Jul 25, 2012 1:50:31 GMT -5
Just had to start over on commentary for the third time.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jul 25, 2012 1:56:54 GMT -5
Good. Did you receive my PM? Yeah. Did you update your profile yet? Touche. I'll do that tomorrow, later today, however you regard it...
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Post by Connor Mackenzie on Jul 25, 2012 6:06:12 GMT -5
Commentary shall be done this morning BRB.
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Post by Jonathan Michaels on Jul 25, 2012 22:20:23 GMT -5
As soon as Brawler gets back, we'll get the TV title match squared away.
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Post by Gus Richlen Was Wrong on Jul 25, 2012 22:23:56 GMT -5
Match is in.
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Post by Connor Mackenzie on Jul 26, 2012 6:33:59 GMT -5
Hi BRB, As you saw, I've submitted the match and I've just sent another PM with a follow up bit for the end if you wouldn't mind ensuring it's added in as per our discussion last night.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jul 26, 2012 13:49:09 GMT -5
Okay, certain contestants aside, we already have the Battle Bowl card determined. Let's get ahead of this and get back on the right track. Freakin' Awesome Title Match Ghost Ant versus Seth Drakin Match: Commentary: Interforums Title Match Lord Brian Alexander versus Aaron Enigma versus Square Match: Commentary: [glow=gold,2,300]BATTLE BOWL[/glow] Gus Richlen versus Jonathan Michaels versus Lord Brian Alexander versus Marshall Wesley Coventry versus versus versus James Troy versus Bull Ant versus Seth Drakin versus Boiler Room BrawlerMatch: Commentary: World Heavyweight Championship versus Ryan Blood Match: Commentary:
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jul 26, 2012 13:52:31 GMT -5
If anyone wants to drop out of the Battle Bowl, PM me and I'll draft a replacement.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jul 26, 2012 14:00:45 GMT -5
And just to tide people over, let's take a trip down memory lane: last year's Battle Bowl...
TH: We're here, King!
JK: I can't wait for this to start, TH. I'm pumped. I've waited all day for the Battle Bowl.
TH: You and me both, Jesse, and Jerry Fish as well!
JF: You got that right, Gorilla. The Battle Bowl is one of the biggest single matches in all of the WWCF, and this year it is bigger than ever!
JK: That's right. Normally the Battle Bowl has 10 participants, but this year? We had a draw, we had a double disqualification, and a man won a handicap match to qualify!
JF: So that means this Battle Bowl will have 15 participants!
JK: And the occasion is marked with a double ring to contain all the action!
TH: That's right WWCF Galaxy: It's the Super Battle Bowl!
JK: And let's kick things off with Michael Muffer! Take it away!
MM: It's time for the Super Battle Bowl! Participants compete in these two rings and must force their opponents over the top exterior ropes. The last remaining participant left in the ring will be your winner and go on to challenge the WWCF World Champion at Gookermania!
JK: I know who my horse is in this race, Gorilla...
JF: Same here.
MM: Now introducing your Battle Bowl participants!
*War - Sick Puppies*
*Connor MacKenzie walks down to the ring, his hood drawn over his head.*
JF: This your guy, King?
JK: Hell no. My guy's coming up. I want to save it for the suspense.
TH: I plan to play it neutral tonight; may the best man win you know.
MM: Now entering the ring: Hailing from Halifax, Novia Scotia, Canada and weighing 225lbs, he is "The Canadian Dragon," Connor... MacKenzie!
*Connor slides into the ring, then climbs atop a corner and lifts his hood before removing it entirely.*
JK: Oh horse hockey, Hoss! You're just wimping out of placing a bet!
JF: I agree. C'mon, Gorilla, pick somebody.
MM: And his first opponent...
JK: All right, fine. Uh... the next guy.
*Pull Me Under - Dream Theater*
*Sparks walks out with Scar on his shoulder as he heads down to the ring.*
JK: Sparks?
TH: I said I would pick the very next guy.
JF: Sparks did recently challenge for the WWCF Championship, so he might have what it takes.
MM: Now entering the ring: Hailing from Sevierville, Tennesse and weighing 220lbs: Sparks!
*Sparks walks around ringside and places Scar into a cage before sliding into the ring.*
JK: Of course he doesn't, Fish! He lost that match against Colt. Flash in the pan.
TH: Sparks is one of the most consistently underrated wrestlers in WWCF history. He's solid in the ring and solid on the mic - he's a rock.
JF: That's a few more accolades than I would give him, but you do cut him down too much, Jesse.
JK: I'm just calling it like I see it.
MM: Introducing their next opponent...
JK: You may as well have picked...
*Professional Pirate - Muppet Treasure Island Soundtrack*
JK: ...him. The Mad Pirate Mulligan.
TH: Whoa! He's all the way up on the Craptron!
*The Mad Pirate Mulligan appears on the top of the Craptron with a long swinging line in his hand...*
JF: Looks like he's gonna swing into the ring from there!
*Mulligan swings down to the ring from the Craptron.*
TH: A death defying, swashbuckling move from the Mad Pirate, but will it all be show tonight?
JK: Don't count him out. He's not my pick, but he's a part of Whitey, Inc, so he'll be in good company tonight.
MM: Now in the ring: Hailing from the High Seas and weighing 265lbs: He is "The Mad Pirate" Mulligan!
*Mulligan removes his wire harness as the next entrance theme plays.*
JF: You have a point there, King. They could gang up on everyone until they're the only ones left.
*Adrian S.O.S. - Running Wild*
*Ryan Bergman and Johnny Stone walk through the crowd to the ring...*
TH: On the contrary, Fish. Bergman and Stone just captured the Tag Team Championships from the Steampunks last Niteraw.
JK: I'd hate to concede, but if they could do that, they might stand a chance. At least until Whitey, Inc tosses them out too. Ha ha!
MM: Now entering the ring from Fulton, New York and Calcutta, India by way of Ywllow Knife, Canada and weighing 225lbs and 240lbs; your WWCF Tag Team Champions: Ryan Bergman and Johnny... Stone!
*Bergman and Stone both slide into the ring.*
TH: Every contestant faces an important starting choice in which ring they begin the Battle Bowl in.
JF: And the look as if they're going in together. Good idea.
*Man on the Silver Mountain - Rainbow*
JK: Now this is my pick, you two. Evil M!
JF: What? After his match with Jonathan Michaels?
TH: It was a devastating match for both men, but Evil M still has that narrow shot at getting the last laugh tonight.
JK: Last laugh? He'll get one more match with JoNo at Gookermania if he pulls this off.
*Evil M does not come out...*
TH: Evil M has yet to come out.
JF: Wanna change your pick, King?
JK: No. I will stand my ground. Evil M will come out, just you watch.
*The music continues as Evil M still does not come out...*
TH: Well, you can't win 'em all.
JK: Oh cram it, Hoss!
*Na Na Na Na - My Chemical Romance*
*Gus Richlen walks out with Shaelin Marie O'Hara...*
TH: Could tonight be Richlen's night?
JK: Way I see it, Hoss, every night with Shaelin is Richlen's night.
TH: She certainly is an attractive young woman.
MM: Now entering the ring with his manager Shaelin Marie O'Hara; hailing from Peshtigo, Wisconsin and weighing 185lbs: the "X-Treme Machine..." Gus Richlen!
*Gus and Shaelin throw up their fists just outside the double ring before Gus slides into the ring.*
JK: Wait, 185lbs? He easily must be the smallest guy in the Battle Bowl? He'll be crushed!
JF: On the other hand, wouldn't that give him an agile advantage?
JK: Not when someone throws you ten feet out of the ring.
*The Gateway - Groove Addicts*
JK: Especially by a guy like the Punisher!
JF: That would be my pick, fellas.
*Frank Castle walks out to the ring with his trench coat and bag. He glares at all of his opponents in the ring thus far...*
TH: Frank Castle; the Punisher; a mighty man on a mission. He faced Whitey Fats last Niteraw only to lose. Winning the Battle Bowl gives him a chance to kill two evil birds with one stone at Gookermania.
JF: You're telling me. He's probably the most powerful guy in tonight's match, rivaled only by the Boiler Room Brawler.
JK: Ahem. And Evil M.
JK: But Evil M isn't here.
MM: Hailing from New York, New York and weighing 290lbs: He is "The Punisher," Frank... Castle!
*Punisher walks up the ring steps and puts his bag down in a corner while removing his trenchcoat.*
JK: Just you wait, guys. He has to heal a bit. He'll be out. Promise.
JF: C'mon, King. Just pick a new guy.
*No World For Tomorrow - Coheed & Cambria*
JK: Well, if I have to pick a proxy, then ViVA is it.
JF: Fair enough.
TH: He returned as a reinvented man, but perceived failure after perceived failure pushed Vincent Van Agony over the edge.
*Vincent Van Agony charges for the ring...*
JF: Y'know what. he might make a good partner with the Mountain King. They both seem... fed up.
JK: That's a creative way to say "ungrateful."
MM: The next participant: hailing from Nakatomi HQ and weighing 200lbs: He is Vincent... Van... Agony!
TH: Vincent Van Agony, whether fed or ungrateful, is not afraid to speak his mind, and I wouldn't be surprised if he's only out to cause pain tonight until he is eliminated.
*ViVA slides into the left ring and bounces against the ropes - really invigorated.*
TH: He does seem revved up tonight - Rearing to go.
JF: That's because this is the chance to main event at Gookermania. He might have just enough faith in the system tonight if he can just pull out a win.
JK: Doubtful. I think he's going to try to turn his sour grapes into a concoction of cruelty tonight. I'm going with Hoss's idea.
MM: And their next opponent...
*Pistol Grip Pump - Rage Against the Machine*
TH: Then there's this man: the Champion of Honor; Ryan Blood...
JK: Too small. Next.
JF: But he's so agile and full of energy. He's like Gus Richlen except with more weight.
JK: And credentials.
TH: Flip-flopping, Jesse?
*Ryan Blood walks down to the ring, eyeballing the participants.*
JK: Just calling it like I see it.
JF: Wait, didn't Richlen dethrone Blood & Stone?
JK: ...Not alone...
TH: Regardless, if a man like Ryan Blood can hang with Boiler Room Brawler, Evil M...
JK: *grumble*
TH: ...Damn Right Jackson, or Colt, I think he should do fine tonight, and if Richlen can hang with Blood, then he should be fine too.
MM: Now entering the ring: hailing from Baltimore, Maryland and weighing 215lbs: the WWCF Champion of Honor: Ryan... Blood!
JK: In any case you two, the Championship of Honor involves contestants being disqualified for sending their opponents over the top rope...
*Blood slides into the ring.*
JK: Blood is used to wrestling a style that encourages that activity. He's positively doomed in a match where that's the one and only means of elimination.
*In the Hall of the Mountain King - Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross*
TH: Moving on, what do you two think of the controversial Mountain King.
JK: Blech.
JF: Blech.
TH: Explain.
*The Mountain King walks out with Lenore at his side.*
JK: He's here to disgrace the WWCF Championship. I can't cheer for a man who would do that.
JF: The Mountain King is a nihilist who would bring chaos and discord to this company and its stock values.
JK: Say what you will about the tenets of Colt's or Drakin's CEO policies, TH, but at least they are ethos.
*TMK takes a few puffs on his way down the ramp...*
MM: Now entering the ring and hailing from the Mountain Kingdom: Weighing 235lbs; The Mountain King!
TH: Well, the Mountain King is a drug-addled wild man. He will probably be the single least predictable man in the Battle Bowl tonight.
*TMK and Lenore walk around to the side of the ring.*
JK: He's unpredictable because he is a green newcomer.
JF: I think he'll get some favors from Vincent Van Agony.
JK: You're kidding, right?
*TMK takes one last puff before scrapping his cigarette and climbing into the ring.*
JK: ViVA complains because he cares; because he sees a broken system that needs repairs, not destruction. ViVA and The Mountain King may as well be night and day.
TH: Or a good rock band name.
*Circus Envy - REM*
TH: But then there's the Interforums Champion: Caleb Fourchon.
JK: He is backed by the best money in this company - Whitey Fats's money.
JF: He tore house last year, but he is arguably better now than he was then.
*Caleb Fourchon walks to the ring, observing all of the gathered opponents thus far...*
JK: He's also arguably the Numero Dos Man in the WWCF, right after the WWCF Champion.
MM: Now entering the ring from Dulac, Louisiana and weighing 255lbs: your WWCF Interforums Champion: Caleb... Fourchon!
TH: Caleb Fourchon has had quite the career in the WWCF, even challenging DR Jackson for the WWCF Title last year. This is his chance to get another shot for the belt.
*Fourchon leaps under the bottom rope of the ring and rolls to his feet. He lacks the room to do a lap, so he settles into a corner and rests upon his haunches.*
JK: I think that Caleb is a solid hitter, but I will stand by my pick of ViVA. Well, at least in place of Evil M.
JF: He ain't coming out, King. ViVA's your pick now.
*King Kong 2004 Theme*
TH: Caleb may be the Interforums Champion, but what about the Hardcore Champion?
JF: I think that the General of the Monkey Army offers an unpredictable style like the Mountain King but with that touch of veteranship.
JK: So much stock in "unpredictability..."
*The General of the Monkey Army walks out with the Wind-Up Monkey. He sternly observes his opponents and seems to have a mini-pow wow with the Wind-Up Monkey as he heads to the ring...*
TH: The General certainly is off his rocker, but can he translate that into a Battle Bowl victory?
JK: The man talks to a wind-up monkey...
MM: Entering the ring now with his manager the Wind-Up Monkey: Hailing from Lansing, Michigan and weighing 230lbs: He is your WWCF Hardcore Champion: The General... of the Monkey... Army!
JF: Hey, whatever floats his banana boat...
TH: Strangely enough, he isn't hawking anything tonight.
*The General sets the Wind-Up Monkey down away from Scar's cage and then slides into the ring. He takes off his WWCF Hardcore Championship Belt and holds it up before handing it off to officials.*
TH: That said, he is the Hardcore Champion and has been for months and months. The General is a tested and proven tough SOB, and that is vital to make it to the end of the Battle Bowl.
*Rigorous Vengeance - Municipal Waste*
JF: We're down to our next to last participant, and what a participant to come out.
*Boiler Room Brawler walks out with his pipe wrench over one shoulder and his WWCF Tag Team Championship Belt over his other shoulder...*
TH: Boiler Room Brawler is on fire tonight after his sensational showing of the Boiler Plaza with Sarah Nakatomi.
JF: He vowed to eliminate everyone who didn't attend-
JK: That is just irrational. Not everyone can make it and not everyone wanted to make it onto that segment just to stroke BRB's ego.
TH: But Boiler Room Brawler held that special Boiler Plaza to allow everyone else's voice to be heard.
MM: Entering the ring now: hailing from Rockford, Illinois and weighing 330lbs: He is one half of your WWCF Tag Team Champions: Boiler... Room... Brawler!
JK: Brawler held it to stroke his own ego, assuming that Nakatomi hussy doesn't stroke it too.
TH: Jesse King!
JK: That's my name.
JF: ...So Brawler brought his pipe wrench.
*BRB walks around the ring to put his pipe wrench down and then to hand his belt off to officials. He walks up the ring steps and crosses the ropes, swinging his arms in anticipation.*
TH: You would accuse a newly married woman of extramarital relations, especially after her husband fought so recently for her?
JK: All I'm saying is that the Boiler Plaza has Boiler Room Brawler and Sarah Nakatomi; no JoNo to be seen.
MM: And now, their final opponent...
*All Over Me - Drowning Pool*
*Seth Drakin walks out, scowling at all of his opponents...*
JF: Well, moving on, we come to our former boss and this is his chance to get a shot against his final target.
TH: Seth Drakin's path of vengeance has brought him to this match. He's cruel and he shows no mercy.
JK: I hope he gets an I4I of his own, and even if he wins, I hope that it's Whitey who's there to greet him at Gookermania.
MM: Hailing from Stafford, Virginia. Weighing 270lbs: He is... "The Archangel" Seth... Drakin!
JF: Seth Drakin is determined, but can he stick it out through fourteen other men? Every champion besides the WWCF World Champion is in the Battle Bowl tonight.
TH: Speaking of which, even if Whitey wins the WWCF championship, who says Colt won't issue a rematch challenge at Gookermania?
*Drakin walks up the ring steps and crosses the ropes into the ring.*
JK: I know I would. The championship might not last, but the glory of Gookermania is eternal.
TH: Tonight we have every WWCF Official surrounding the ring - Verne Johnson, John Creed, Lloyd McFloyd, Will Alphonzo, and Jake Kwon - all there to ensure that eliminations are fair.
JF: So just to review: Gorilla - you picked Sparks?
TH: Yes.
JF: And you pick Van Agony, King?
JK: No. I picked Evil M. Van Agony is my substitute since Evil M hasn't come out.
JF: Right. Van Agony. And I picked the Punisher.
TH: We're moments away now...
MM: And now... Let's get ready to Battle!!!
*The ring erupts into a storm of punches, kicks, and grapples.*
TH: And what a battle it is right out of the gate!
*ViVA and Mulligan exchange glances and clasp hands, but The Punisher takes both of them down with a double clothesline.*
JF: Punisher with a double clothesline. That's my dog!
*Drakin exchanges blows with Stone. The General locks arms with Bergman.*
TH: Seth Drakin goes straight for Pantheon remnant Johnny Stone.
JK: And his partner is tangled with the General. Ha!
*TMK grabs onto Connor's face and headbutts him away. Blood grabs TMK from behind and takes him down with a bulldog.*
TH: Ryan Blood with a bulldog to the Mountain King.
*BRB takes Sparks down with a running body splash, but Caleb follows it up with an axe handle smash to BRB's back.*
JF: BRB is large and in charge tonight-
JK: But Caleb Fourchon is there to keep him in check.
*Blood holds onto TMK's head and jerks him backwards for Connor and Richlen to each dropkick TMK in the face.*
TH: Two dropkicks to the Mountain King's face!
JF: That's gotta hurt, Hoss.
JK: I told you both that the Mountain King doesn't stand a chance with his goals.
*Drakin whips Stone to the ropes. The General whips Bergman. Bergman and Stone collide.*
JK: Ha! A tag team united.
TH: If they're smart, they'll work together.
JK: If they're smart and able to BRB, Seth, and Richlen all remember losing to these two just a week ago.
*The Punisher grabs ViVA and gorilla presses him...*
JF: Punisher with a gorilla press to Vincent Van Agony!
JK: Get out of there, ViVA!
*Mulligan gets up and spears Punisher back down to the mat. ViVA lands on his feet and stomps on Punisher.*
TH: And a save from a fellow Whitey, Inc employee.
*BRB stands up as Caleb hammers his fist down on BRB's back again. Sparks gets up and punches BRB in the midsection.*
TH: Boiler Room Brawler facing double trouble tonight.
JK: It's the prudent thing to do. Brawler's the biggest man in that ring tonight, making him a prime target.
*ViVA jumps up and fist drops the Punisher straight to the sternum.*
TH: Vincent Van Agony going to town on the Punisher now.
*Mulligan grabs one of the Punisher's legs and attempts a single leg Boston crab, but Punisher kicks him away and stands up.*
JF: Yeah, but Frank can handle himself just fine.
*Drakin walks over to Stone, but the General monkey tosses him.*
TH: The General with an interception!
JF: The General is wrestling a decently smart strategy so far - not sticking to a single opponent. It fits his "monkey" ways.
*Stone stands up while Bergman kips up. BRB kicks Sparks away and then turns around with a chop to Caleb.*
TH: This match may be about to turn around.
*Blood stands TMK up as Connor charges again, but TMK elbows Blood away and catches Connor with a spine buster.*
JF: Just look at the Mountain King here. He has three men on him but he's handing them their ass.
*TMK turns around and ducks a kick from Blood which knocks a charging Richlen to the side.*
TH: Good defense from him. Is he sober tonight?
*TMK spins around again and takes Blood down with a spinning backfist as Connor gets back up.*
JF: No, Hoss. I think he's just as high as ever.
TH: Hate to say it, but if he can get away with violating the wellness policy, he should stick to it at this rate.
*BRB lifts Caleb up and slams him down on his knee for a Manhattan drop.*
JF: Brawler with a Manhattan drop to the Interforums champion.
*Mulligan charges the Punisher, but the Punisher side steps him and takes him down with a Russian leg sweep.*
JF: Yes! Go Frank!
*Upon standing up, ViVA takes Punisher back down with a running neckbreaker.*
JK: Sorry, Fish, but ViVA has his number.
*The General picks up Bergman, but Bergman takes the General down with a hurricanrana.
Drakin attempts to return to his feet but Stone applies a camel clutch.*
TH: The Tag Team Champions are taking control of their opponents now.
*Sparks waits for BRB to turn around before stunning him with a cutter.*
TH: Sparks with a cutter!
JF: Now's the time to capitalize!
*Sparks rocks BRB some more with an enzuigiri kick, but BRB stands his ground.*
JK: BRB's too big for Sparks to take down so conventionally.
*Caleb takes BRB down with a big boot kick to the face.*
JF: But he can do it with assistance from Caleb Fourchon.
*ViVA punches the Punisher in the head as the Punisher tries to stand up.*
JF: Frank can't be stopped. Van Agony's in trouble now.
*Mulligan gets up to apply a fishhook camel clutch to the downed Punisher...*
JK: Not if the Mad Pirate Mulligan has anything to say about it.
*Connor takes Mulligan down with a leg lariat.*
TH: But Connor MacKenzie makes the save.
*TMK whips Blood to the corner and charges him, but Richlen catches him with an STO.*
JF: The Mountain King is playing rough, but the Championship of Honor and the X-Treme Machine can play rough too.
*Bergman leaves the General to help Stone, who still has Drakin in a camel clutch.*
JK: Drakin's in real trouble now...
TH: Stone knows that Drakin wants his head tonight.
*Stone stands Drakin up and grabs him for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Drakin counters with a knee to Stone's belly and follows it up with a powerslam of his own.*
JF: And he might just get it now!
*Drakin turns Stone over and tries to drag him towards the bottom rope, but Blood knocks Drakin away with a discus clothesline.*
TH: Blood with the save!
*Blood holds Drakin at bay with a boot to the throat; he holds onto the rope for leverage.*
JF: Could be a small reunion in that ring tonight...
*Richlen tries to lock in the STO but TMK twists around and shoves his hand into Richlen's mouth for a mandible claw.*
TH: Elsewhere, The Mountain King has Gus Richlen with the mandible claw!
*TMK stands up with Richlen, who forces TMK away with forearm strikes and knife edge chops.*
JF: But Gus Richlen fights back!
*The Punisher rises to his feet and approaches Mulligan who backs up to the ropes.*
JF: And the Punisher backs Mulligan to the ropes...
JK: But Ryan Blood is there to get him.
*Blood climbs to the second rope and leaps at the Punisher, who catches him...*
TH: Uh oh...
*The Punisher powerslams Blood to the mat.*
JF: Didn't work out so well for the Champion of Honor there. Now it's Mulligan's turn.
*The Punisher returns to Mulligan, who shoves his thumb into the Punisher's eye, forcing him into a corner.*
JK: Ha ha! Mulligan turns this around and into a corner. Punisher's finished!
*Mulligan gets to working on hoisting Punisher over the top rope, but Punisher grabs the ropes and resists.*
TH: Will the Punisher be the first elimination?
JF: He better not.
JK: I know right? Wouldn't it stink if your pick was the first elimination?
*Caleb drops an elbow onto BRB. BRB rolls over to get up, but Sparks locks a camel clutch onto BRB.*
TH: Sparks with a camel clutch...
JK: Oughta keep the beast down.
JF: Figures that Sparks would want a little revenge on him for the beatdown he received all those months ago.
*The General gets up, turns Bergman around, whips him to the ropes, and clotheslines him over the top rope...*
TH: General with a clothesline!
JF: Bergman's the first elimination?
*Bergman catches himself on the apron. The General tries to force him off, but Bergman overhand chops him, then grabs the top rope, jumps, and swings through the middle and bottom rope, taking the General down by the legs.*
TH: Bergman saved by his agility and athleticism.
JK: I thought the General closed the first deal tonight.
*ViVA takes down Connor by the legs and puts on an inverted Indian death lock.*
JK: ViVA's taking it to Connor. He has an axe to grind with the Canadian Dragon and he's gonna make him suffer tonight.
*BRB grabs Sparks's legs and stands up with Sparks still on his back...*
TH: BRB's fighting back against Sparks now...
JF: He's like a living mechanical bull!
*BRB slams himself backwards to the mat, crushing Sparks*
TH: Oof! The spider just may be squished here.
JK: Here comes Caleb though...
*Caleb elbow drops BRB in the belly.*
JF: I wonder if Sparks felt that.
TH: Well, he's immobilized underneath BRB. In other words, safe.
JK: For now at least.
*Punisher punches Mulligan across the face, backing him away. He hops down from the turn buckle and takes him down with a big boot kick.*
JF: And the Punisher is back on the offense!
*BRB palm strikes Caleb before standing back up and off of Sparks.*
TH: And so is BRB!
*Connor twists around and reverses ViVA's inverted Indian death lock into an STO.*
JK: Connor too!
JF: Whitey, Inc is in trouble!
*Richlen whips TMK to the ropes then knocks him over the top with the Richlenzuigiri...*
TH: Richlen with his patented "Richlenzuigiri" kicks!
JK: So long, Mountain King!
*TMK catches himself on the top rope and stands on the apron. He bashes his forearm into Richlen's face and crosses back into the ring, taking Richlen down with a spinning backfist.*
JF: Nope, the Mountain King is still in control.
*Drakin grabs Blood's foot and shoves him away. As he stands back up, Stone grabs him from behind with a full nelson and lifts him up to throw over the top rope...*
TH: Drakin fights back, but Stone's there to return favors.
JF: Could Seth Drakin be the first elimination?
*Drakin catches himself on the apron and slips back in under the bottom rope, but Blood is there to stomp on him.*
JK: Damn. At least Blood's there to give him a few stomps for me.
*Connor cancels his STO on ViVA and stands up instead; he waits for ViVA to stand up in turn...*
TH: Connor shows mercy to Vincent Van Agony...
JK: A mistake to be sure.
*Connor attempts a neckbreaker to ViVA, but ViVA reverses and counters with a neckbreaker of his own.*
JK: Next time, Connor, capitalize. ViVA would do the same. Take BRB here for example...
*BRB chops Caleb in the chest, whips him to the corner, and then runs over and crushes him with a body splash, backing away afterwards.*
JK: That's what you do when you have the chance - you crush the competition.
TH: Maybe Connor is more honorable than that.
JK: Honor, shmonor. All's fair in love, war, and the Battle Bowl.
*Bergman jumps up to leg drop the General, but Sparks, back to his feet, takes him down by the legs. The General takes that time to get up himself.*
*Punisher grabs Mulligan, stands him up, and lifts him up for a gorilla press...*
JF: Frank Castle with another gorilla press! Mulligan's done!
*Mulligan slips out of The Punisher's gorilla press and punches him in the back.*
JK: Au contraire, Monsieur Fish!
*The Punisher whirls around to bash Mulligan, who ducks the blow.*
JK: The Mad Pirate Mulligan is too wily for the Punisher to defeat with a simple gorilla press and throw out of the ring.
*Sparks jumps up for the Maximum Spider on Bergman...*
TH: Sparks with the Maximum Spider!
JF: Bergman could be crippled!
JK: Here comes the General!
*The General slaps Sparks with the Monkey's Paw, sending him over the top rope and crashing to the floor.*
MM: Contestant Sparks has been eliminated!
JK: Uh about that "picking the first elimination" comment...
TH: Yeah, yeah, yeah...
JF: Well, King. It's Punisher and ViVA left for us.
JK: Evil M...
JF: He's still not out, Jesse. JoNo stuck a fork in him because he's done.
*Sparks sits up and rubs the side of his face before he realizes that he's on the mat.
Drakin rakes Blood's eyes and follows up with a DDT to Stone.*
TH: Seth Drakin capitalizes on the moment against Blood and Stone!
*Drakin grabs Stone by the head and places it over the ropes...*
TH: Drakin is determined to destroy Stone tonight! He's psychotic!
*Blood roundhouse kicks Drakin, who stumbles against the ropes...*
JK: But Blood helps his former teammate again.
JF: Maybe, but he probably wants to eliminate Drakin in any case.
*Blood tries to hoist Drakin over the top rope, but Drakin holds onto the top rope. Stone gets up to help Blood.*
TH: And a friend in need is a friend indeed.
*ViVA puts Connor into a Bow-and-Arrow hold.*
JK: But ViVA most certainly isn't Connor's friend.
*The General pounces on Bergman, hammering him in the back with his fists and then whipping him to a corner.
TMK grabs Richlen's leg and drags him to the ropes.*
JF: The Mountain King's getting ready to dispose of Gus Richlen.
*Punisher takes a boxing cross counter to the chin from Mulligan.
TMK sneers at Shaelin, pointing at Richlen as he stands up.*
TH: And here we go...
JK: Wait, wait...
*BRB charges at Caleb again, but Caleb counters with a stomach claw and then puts his arm over BRB's shoulder, lifting up, and slamming forward with a front power slam.*
JK: Caleb Fourchon with a mighty, mighty powerslam to BRB!
JF: There's some power in those Louisiana arms.
*Caleb, gassed out, takes a moment to catch his breath while BRB is down.
Stone and Blood stand back from Drakin, giving him space to get back into the ring.*
JK: Now why'd they give up?
The Punisher seizes the moment by attacking Mulligan with the Endgame, but Mulligan sees it coming and grabs TMK...*
JF: Punisher with the Endgame!
JK: Mulligan with a human shield!
*TMK, knocked silly by the Punisher, stumbles to the ropes. Richlen knocks TMK over the top rope with a leg lariat.*
TH: Richlen did it!
MM: Contestant Mountain King has been eliminated!
JK: Good. The WWCF Championship is safe now.
*ViVA releases Connor from the bow-and-arrow hold and gets up as Connor recovers.
Lenore rushes to the Mountain King's side. Shaelin gives Richlen a thumbs up.*
JF: Does Van Agony smell blood in the water?
*Connor gets to his feet with rope assistance.
The General charges Bergman with a monkey flip that plops him onto BRB and Caleb.*
TH: Bergman with an assisted swanton bomb to BRB and Caleb.
*Richlen turns around and is met with a thumb to the eyes from Mulligan.*
JF: Mulligan moves on to new booty to plunder.
*Punisher takes Mulligan down with a Russian leg sweep.*
TH: But Punisher isn't done with him.
*ViVA stomps on Punisher once he's down.*
JK: And ViVA knows where he's needed.
TH: He still knows how to be a team player at the very least.
*Blood and Stone grab Drakin by the hands, stand him up, and whip him across the ring; Blood takes Drakin down with a spinning elbow and Stone elbow drops him.*
JK: And so do Ryan Blood and Johnny Stone.
*Blood holds out his hand to shake hands with Stone, who humors him.*
TH: A show of class from the Champion of Honor to a Tag Team Champion.
*As Blood and Stone shake hands, Stone gets an evil glare in his eye...*
JF: What the?
*Stone pulls Blood to himself, turns him upside down, jumps, and piledrives Blood headfirst into the mat.*
TH: What was that?
JK: Stone knows that he can't let their past cloud his match strategy. He also seems to have multiple personality disorder.
*Caleb and BRB force Bergman off of themselves and sit up, only for the General to run up and kick both of them in their backs.*
TH: The General keeping pressure on as many people as possible tonight.
JF: It's like peeling a banana really; one side at a time.
JK: Huh?
*Richlen tries to recover from Mulligan's eye gouge but ViVA turns around and takes him down with a codebreaker.*
JF: Van Agony with a codebreaker!
TH: But here comes Connor...
*ViVA turns around, sees Connor, and codebreaks him too.*
JK: Those bow-and-arrow holds and inverted Indian death locks take their toll on Connor MacKenzie.
*Mulligan and Drakin are both back up - Drakin fixes that by kicking Mulligan in the stomach, hoisting him over his shoulder, and Oklahoma slamming him to the mat.*
TH: Drakin takes advantage of a good opportunity.
*Just as Drakin rolls off of Mulligan, the Punisher puts his foot to Mulligan's back and grabs his arms for a surfboard.*
JF: But Punisher still isn't finished. He finishes what he starts.
*Bergman kips up. The General attempts to lock arms with him, but he jumps out of the way, bounces off the second rope, and catches the General with a tornado DDT.*
TH: Ryan Bergman fights back with a DDT to the General.
*BRB, back up, throws a front kick at Caleb, then runs the other way to the ropes, but Bergman is in his way, and he is knocked over the top rope by BRB's momentum...*
JF: A misstep by BRB! Bergman's out!
TH: No, not quite...
*Bergman catches himself on the apron, but the General runs up and Monkey Slaps him off the apron and onto the arena floor.*
JK: The General claims another victim!
MM: Contestant Ryan Bergman has been eliminated!
*Caleb takes advantage of BRB's distraction with a running crossbody that knocks BRB off-kilter to the ropes...*
JF: Uh oh. Caleb might make the next elimination right here.
*Caleb backs up, then sends BRB through the ropes with a Big Boot kick.*
JK: BRB is outta there!
TH: Ah, but BRB fell through the ropes, King. He's still in the match because you must go over the top rope to be eliminated.
JK: I hate it when you're right.
*ViVA spears the Punisher off of Mulligan, but Punisher maintains his footing.*
JF: ViVA just picked the wrong man...
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*Drakin waistlocks ViVA from behind and belly-to-back suplexes him to the mat.*
TH: And Seth Drakin capitalizes.
*Richlen kips up after words of encouragement from Shaelin. He looks at Drakin and points down at ViVA...*
JF: Vincent Van Agony's becoming a pretty popular guy right now.
*Drakin nods in approval, then Richlen waistlocks ViVA from behind and german suplexes him, but holds on...*
TH: Gus Richlen going for a triple German suplex to Vincent Van Agony; can he take it?
*Richlen stands back up, then german suplexes ViVA a second time, still holding on as Connor walks over...*
JK: The man loves pain, Gorilla. Gus should give him all he's got.
*Richlen german suplexes ViVA a third time, releasing him this time. Connor, with an angry gaze at ViVA, grabs his legs, bends one over the other and steps one foot in, turns ViVA over for a sharpshooter.*
TH: Connor MacKenzie with the sharpshooter to Vincent Van Agony!
JK: ViVA can take it; he'll take it and he'll be no closer to being eliminated.
JF: Looks like Johnny Stone's fixing his evil eyes at the General.
*Stone charges at the General and clasps his hand over the his throat, slamming him to the mat, and maintaining a choke hold.*
TH: Stone is now ruthless. He'll give the General no quarter; no mercy.
JF: Well, the General did just eliminate Stone's actual partner.
*Mulligan gets up but Punisher picks him up with another gorilla press...*
JF: And the Punisher has Mulligan in the air again!
*Mulligan slips out of Punisher's gorilla press and slides under the bottom rope to the outside.*
JK: Denied again.
JF: That Mulligan is a slippery guy.
*The Punisher turns around to face Mulligan, who grabs Punisher by the head and yanks him facefirst against the top rope.*
TH: A slippery devil, more like.
*Drakin clubs the stunned Punisher in the back. Richlen joins him with a flurry of punches to the Punisher's side.*
JK: Oh no, now Drakin and Richlen teamed up.
JF: It's quite the viable strategy at this point in the Battle Bowl, King.
*Punisher gut punches Richlen, backing him away, then throws a boxing cross to Drakin's face.*
JF: But on the other hand, the Punisher knows how to handle multiple men in a fight.
*Stone maintains his choke hold on the General, who grabs the ropes.*
TH: Unfortunately for the General, choke holds are legal in the Battle Bowl.
*The General hangs onto the rope, but Stone maintains his choke hold until Caleb waistlocks him from behind...*
JK: Caleb's picking a new dance partner.
TH: Can the Canadian Tiger handle a wild man from the swamps of Louisiana?
*Caleb bends Stone over, then fallaway slams him over the top rope onto BRB, who catches Stone and powerslams him to the floor.*
JK: The Tag Team Champions are out!
MM: Contestant Johnny Stone has been eliminated!
TH: Caleb Fourchon tore house last year; will he do it again this year?
*BRB climbs back into the ring and Caleb beckons to him.*
JK: Caleb has one elimination. How many does BRB have?
JF: Hell, he almost eliminated Brawler too.
*Punisher whips Drakin to a corner, but takes a knifehand chop from Richlen.
Blood stirs to consciousness from Stone's jumping piledriver and grabs a rope to stand up.
By contrast, the General releases a rope to roll over onto his front and catch his breath.
ViVA grits his teeth and almost seems to smile as Connor maintains his Sharpshooter hold.*
JF: Is Van Agony... smiling?
JK: He's said it before, I've said it before; he's a glutton for punishment, and he's only to happy to return such favors.
*Mulligan slides back into the ring and takes Blood back down with a lariat.*
TH: Mulligan with opportunism.
*ViVA closes his eyes, teeth still gritted, and maintains his smile as Connor still doesn't relent.*
TH: Could Connor take Vincent Van Agony to his limit?
*The General stands up, breath almost caught from Stone's choke hold.
Punisher counters Richlen with another gorilla press and tosses him at the charging Drakin, knocking him down to the mat.*
JF: Punisher with a gorilla press toss.
JK: Punisher relies on that too much.
*ViVA collapses. Connor takes notice and releases the sharpshooter.*
JF: Van Agony's out!
JK: No way!
TH: Connor held out, and even Vincent Van Agony has a breaking point.
JK: ViVA didn't break. He passed out. Big difference.
*Mulligan climbs to the top rope, when BRB whips Caleb to his corner, making him fall over into the ring.*
TH: Mulligan's efforts are stalled by Caleb Fourchon.
JF: No love is particularly lost between them though.
*Connor turns ViVA over and attempts to stand him up when ViVA takes Connor down with a heel hook.*
JK: Ha ha! ViVA's still in the match!
*Connor and ViVA both stand up with rope assistance. ViVA throws a kick at Connor.
Punisher picks up Richlen by the back of the tights and tosses him over the top rope.*
JF: And there goes Richlen!
MM: Contestant Gus Richlen has been eliminated!
TH: He fought the good fight; he even got an elimination, but tonight wasn't his night.
JK: Better luck next time.
*Shaelin runs to help the recovering Richlen.
The General slips under the bottom rope.
BRB points at the Caleb/Mulligan pileup, then stamps up and down...*
TH: This is bad news for Caleb and Mad Pirate Mulligan...
JF: BRB's gonna drop the bomb on them!
*Blood is back on his feet as BRB charges for the Caleb/Mulligan pileup. He missile dropkicks BRB square in the chest, knocking him backwards to the mat.*
JK: But Blood does them a favor.
*Blood falls back to the mat.*
TH: Looks like he took some damage from that himself.
*Drakin locks arms with the Punisher...
The General whistles to Shaelin to fetch him the Wind-Up Monkey. She looks down at Richlen, then goes to get it when she trips on something...*
TH: Shaelin's helping the General?
JF: Wait, what's that she tripped on?
*ViVA stands up and whips Connor across the ring, dropping to his knee from the abdominal strain.
Caleb, Mulligan, and BRB sit up, with BRB staring daggers at Blood.*
Shaelin picks up the object...*
JF: Ah! It's Scar's cage!
*ViVA catches Connor on the rebound with an uranage slam.
Drakin wrenches the Punisher's arm and then knocks him down to the mat with a lariat.
The General makes a wind-up motion with his hands, to which Shaelin grabs the Wind-Up Monkey and underhand tosses it to the General.*
TH: It was open before Shaelin tripped on it!
*ViVA quickly transitions into an anaconda vice on Connor.
Drakin holds onto the Punisher's arm and knee drops it.
The General slides into the ring with the Wind-Up Monkey.*
JK: But when did he get Scar?
JF: Holy crap! Are you saying we have a tarantula on the loose?
TH: Everyone keep their eyes peeled for Scar. He caused trouble for Square last year, if my memory serves me correctly...
*Drakin leg drops Punisher's arm and applies an arm bar.
Caleb and Mulligan keep BRB from standing up with punches and kicks, but then the General bashes all three of them over the head with the Wind-Up Monkey before Blood takes down Caleb.*
JF: The General is on the warpath now with his assistant the Wind-Up Monkey!
*The General whips the Wind-Up Monkey over and takes down Mulligan, then takes BRB down.*
JK: The Battle Bowl has just gotten deadlier with weapons!
TH: The Hardcore Champion living up to his title tonight!
*Blood takes the General down a standing drop kick.*
JK: And the Champion of Honor does too in turn.
*Connor gets a hand free and backhand chops ViVA in the face, giving him leverage to escape the anaconda vice and stand up.*
TH: Connor could be turning this around again.
JF: He should get the monkey.
*Blood stands the General up, whips him to the ropes, and catches him with a hip toss to the mat.*
TH: Especially while Blood keeps him busy.
*The Punisher uses his bodily strength to force Drakin onto his back.*
JK: This isn't a standar match, Castle. Get up and toss him out!
JF: He's working on it.
*Blood roundhouse kicks Caleb and Mulligan in the backs as they sit up, but BRB stands up before he can be reached.
Connor stands ViVA up and forces him to the ropes...*
TH: Looks like Connor's had enough with Van Agony, King.
*The Punisher throws low-angle uppercuts to Drakin's midsection, breaking the arm bar hold, which he rolls away to recover from.
ViVA switches positions with Connor and then clotheslines him over the top rope, but Connor catches himself on the apron.*
JK: So close.
JF: Even closer for Connor, I'm sure.
*The General makes a bullet pass with the Wind-Up Monkey at Connor's face, knocking him off the apron and onto the arena floor.*
JK: The General shoots and scores!
MM: Contestant Connor MacKenzie has been eliminated!
JF: I believe the kids these days call that a "kill steal."
*BRB knocks Blood down with a running palm strike, then twists around with a chop to Mulligan, but Caleb manages to stand up.*
TH: BRB's still handling himself right now, but Caleb is up.
*ViVA dusts off his hands, but then grabs the Wind-Up Monkey and faces the General.*
JF: Oh no...
TH: Probably the worst person to have that weapon, any weapon...
JK: The General made this bed, so he better sleep in it.
*Drakin tries to take ViVA from the side, but gets bashed in the head for his efforts.*
TH: Drakin's down.
*Caleb elbow bashes BRB on the shoulder.
The Punisher creeps his way toward his bag on the steps...
The General runs up to ViVA for a monkey flip, but ViVA counters with a codebreaker.*
JK: ViVA didn't even use the monkey for that.
JF: The General is still probably regretting getting it though.
*BRB takes Caleb down with a side headlock.
Blood and Mulligan are back up, but Blood knocks Mulligan back to the mat with a drop kick to the face.
The Punisher rummages through his bag and pulls out some brass knuckles...
Drakin puts ViVA into an abdominal stretch as the General recovers and the Punisher stands back up.*
JF: The Punisher brought a weapon too!
TH: That's probably the last guy I'd want to get a brass knuckled punch from.
JK: Watch out ViVA!
*Blood climbs to the top rope, his eye kept on Mulligan...
ViVA bashes the Wind-Up Monkey against Drakin's head, knocking Drakin to the mat and breaking the abdominal stretch.
Punisher comes up behind ViVA, who turns around only to come face to face with brass knuckles.*
TH: Wow!
JF: I think I heard that!
JK: Any time, M. Any time.
*ViVA crumples to the mat, his forehead bleeding.
Blood leaps off the top rope for an elbow drop to Mulligan.
Drakin stays down as the General gets up to face the Punisher, who grinds the brass knuckles into his palm...*
JF: Just when you think he's had enough, there's plenty more worms in the General's can.
*BRB chops Caleb in the head before finally releasing him to confront Blood.
The General charges the Punisher, who fluidly catches the General and hurls him over the top rope and onto the arena floor.*
JF: Up and over!
MM: Contestant General of the Monkey Army has been eliminated!
TH: The General had a good showing, with three eliminations, but the Punisher was there to collect.
JF: You betcha he was.
BRB drops an elbow on Blood.
Mulligan turns over onto his front side and continues to recover while Caleb gets to his knees.
As Punisher looks at the downed ViVA, Drakin runs behind him, lifts him up, twists around, and slams Punisher down to the mat with an inverted power slam.*
TH: The Punisher got a good punch in against Vincent Van Agony, but Drakin is rather skilled at facing armed opponents.
*BRB stands up and picks up Blood into a bent position when Caleb springs for BRB from behind, hooking his arm over BRB's neck and pulling down for a stretch backbreaker.
ViVA shows the slightest signs of stirring as Drakin stands over the Punisher and hoists the upper torso up and locks his hands over the Punisher's chin.*
TH: Drakin locks the Inquisition on the Punisher!
*Blood stands up, but Caleb hoists him up with a bear hug.*
JF: Caleb Fourchon with a bear hug.
*Mulligan rolls out of the ring to recover.
ViVA clutches his forehead.*
JF: Van Agony's coming to?
*Punisher tries to gain leverage on Drakin's Inquisition, but Drakin tightens his hold.*
TH: There's no escape from Drakin's Inquisition.
ViVA pushes up into a sitting position, his head becoming a little clearer...
Blood starts to fade in Caleb's bearhug.
BRB gets to his haunches, waiting for the right opportunity to attack either man.*
TH: The Champion of Honor is fading in the Interforums Champion's clutches.
*ViVA grabs the Wind-Up Monkey and turns to face Drakin as Punisher tries to overpower Drakin's Inquisition...
Mulligan whistles to Caleb, who lets Blood out of the bear hug to hoist him over the top rope, but then BRB charges forth, forcing Caleb over the top rope with an electric chair...*
TH: BRB with an electric chair lift!
JF: Can Caleb hang in there?
*ViVA climbs to the top rope, the Wind-Up Monkey in his hand, and Drakin's back to him...
Blood crumples to the mat. as Mulligan grabs Caleb and pulls him down to the arena floor.*
JF: What?
TH: A betrayal within Whitey, Inc?
MM: Contestant Caleb Fourchon has been eliminated!
JK: Whitey probably values cutthroat competition, and the Battle Bowl is a magnifying glass for that.
*Caleb scowls at the smiling Mulligan, and prevents him from sliding back into the ring and takes Mulligan down with a spinning neckbreaker.*
TH: But Caleb gets a parting shot.
*ViVA dives off the top rope, bashing Drakin over the head with the Wind-Up Monkey. Drakin crashes to the mat as Punisher is slammed down by the weight and release.*
JK: ViVA's back on the attack with the Wind-Up Monkey!
JF: That monkey's getting quite a bit of mileage tonight.
*Caleb leaves in disgust with his belt, stepping over Mulligan on his way out.
BRB grabs Blood by the arms and applies a surfboard.*
TH: Another surfboard, this time from BRB to Blood.
JK: Teach him to stop a perfectly good Boiler Room Bomb.
*ViVA makes a throat slashing motion with this thumb and makes a move for the Punisher...*
JF: What's ViVA doing?
JK: I'll tell what it means...
*ViVA grabs Punisher's legs, twists them, and then falls back and locks his arms around Punisher's face.*
JK: It's Bedtime for Frankzo.
*Drakin notices that Mulligan is not in the ring, but wasn't eliminated...
BRB gives Blood one last surfboard jerk before heading for the second rope...*
TH: BRB getting ready for another Boiler Room Bomb to Blood.
*ViVA releases the Punisher and rolls out of the ring to help Mulligan.*
JF: Does Vincent Van Agony know that Mulligan just threw Caleb under the bus?
*BRB spots ViVA and drops down from the second rope and props Blood into the corner.
ViVA helps Mulligan stand up, pointing to Drakin as he starts to get up...*
JK: He either doesn't know, or he doesn't care.
*BRB waits for ViVA to cross the ropes when Drakin darts for ViVA and hoists him head over heels over the top rope.*
JK: Dammit!
JF: That's right fellas; my pick, the Punisher, lasted the longest.
MM: Contestant Vincent Van Agony has been eliminated!
JK: No, Fish. I picked Evil M, and dammit he better come out soon.
TH: I don't think it'll happen, King.
JK: Just you wait. A Battle Bowl victory would be the best way for Evil M to throw JoNo one last insult.
*Mulligan looks up at Drakin, who scowls back at him.*
JF: Mulligan's all alone now. No more fellow employees to have his back tonight.
*The Punisher suddenly hoists Drakin from behind, forcing him over the top rope...*
JF: But my dog is there to stop Drakin! Yes!
*Drakin catches himself and lands on the apron, then rolls back into the ring.*
JK: Or not.
TH: The Battle Bowl rages on, getting more and more intense as victory becomes closer.
*Drakin is greeted by stomps from BRB and the Punisher on his way back in.
Blood grabs the ropes as he starts recovering.
Mulligan spots BRB's pipe wrench and heads for it.*
TH: Mulligan's going for Brawler's pipe wrench!
JF: What did you start, General? What did you start?
*Blood works up the energy to stand up, his legs shaking with vigor, when Mulligan jumps up to the apron and puts BRB's pipe wrench around his neck.*
TH: Mulligan won't let Blood catch a break tonight.
*Punisher and BRB pick up Drakin and whip him across the ring - Drakin tumbles through the ropes to the outside.*
JF: Another unfortunate tumble through the ropes. Drakin is still in the match.
*Mulligan maintains his pipe wrench choke hold on Blood when he notices BRB and Punisher heading for him.*
JF: Looks like the pain is coming to the Mad Pirate Mulligan.
*Punisher crosses the ropes to the outside to pursue Mulligan while BRB stays in the ring.
Mulligan releases Blood and drops down to battle the Punisher, who brandishes his brass knuckles...*
TH: It's Punisher and his brass knuckles versus the Mad Pirate Mulligan and BRB's big, massive pipe wrench...
JF: C'mon, Frank!
*The Punisher punches Mulligan in the gut with his brass knuckled fist. Mulligan backs up, and falls to his knees, dropping the pipe wrench...*
JF: And the Punisher wins!
JK: He's not used to that thing, I guess.
*Drakin grabs the apron as he recovers. Blood, similarly, stays down to recovers.
Mulligan drops BRB's pipe wrench as Punisher grabs him and slides him back into the ring. BRB backs up to allow room.*
JF: BRB should show Mulligan how to use that thing.
*Punisher grabs the top rope and climbs to the apron. He crosses into the ring and kneels to grab Mulligan, but BRB clotheslines him over the top rope.*
JF: No way!
MM: Contestant Frank Castle has been eliminated!
*Drakin looks up to see BRB in the right ring standing over a downed Blood and Mulligan. He grits his teeth and rolls back into the ring.
BRB shrugs at the Punisher, who seems to temporarily zone out as he looks down at BRB's pipe wrench...*
TH: The Punisher fought hard and well, but BRB knows a good opportunity to take out a threat when he sees it.
JK: He got the best of him again at that.
*Drakin slips back out of the ring as he sees Punisher pick up BRB's pipe wrench and climb up behind BRB.
BRB grabs Mulligan, standing him up and scoop slamming him onto Blood.*
JF: BRB should know better than to turn his back on a guy like the Punisher who is clearly still conscous.
TH: Well, hopefully he'll learn in a moment.
*Punisher crosses the ropes and takes BRB down with a pipe wrench to the head.*
JK: That takes care of that.
*The Punisher puts two fingers under his eyes, points them at BRB, drops the pipe wrench, and leaves the ring.*
TH: The Punisher is not one to piss off.
JF: That's right. Shame on you BRB.
JK: Eh, it was bound to happen one way or another...
*Drakin sees Mulligan, Blood, and BRB all down and slides into the ring.*
JF: It's easy picking for Drak-
JK: Yes! Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes! Evil M has arrived!
*Evil M walks out, bruised and battered, but with an evil and confident smirk on his face. He jogs for the ring as Drakin gets up, exasperation taking over his perpetual scowl.*
JK: In your face, Fish! You doubted me...
*M slides into the ring and takes Drakin down with a double axe handle smash.*
JK: But I can read Evil M like a book, and he's out.
TH: Beaten up from his match, Evil M has indeed come in at the eleventh hour.
JK: I will accept your apologies.
JF: Okay, okay...
*M sees Blood getting back up. He picks Blood up into a standing position, chopping him on the chest before backing up and taking him back down with a shoulder bash.*
TH: Evil M has had at least an hour to rest up for this moment, while everyone in the ring has been thoroughly thrashed and is exhausted.
*Mulligan and BRB stir, but M gets their attention, unlike Drakin, who starts to get back up.*
JK: He's tearing house now. He's making the best of the situation.
JF: It's certainly a feat that he was able to muster enough courage and willpower to walk out here and wrestle in the Battle Bowl at all.
*M picks up Mulligan and takes him back down with a neckbreaker and then turns his attention to BRB.*
TH: He seems to be on an adrenaline rush. It's what M needs to wrestle though his injuries earlier tonight.
*M stands BRB up, then whips him to a corner. As he charges for BRB, Drakin trips M with a drop toe hold.*
JF: But Drakin makes the save.
JK: Damn him.
*BRB drops an elbow into M's back. Drakin follows it up with a leg drop. Blood and Mulligan struggle to get up once more.*
TH: Looks like M's initial rush is being overtaken now.
*BRB sits M up, presses his knee against M's back, grabs M's arms, and wrenches them back.*
JF: BRB holding M down. Can I make him my new pick?
*Drakin picks Blood up from the corner and whips him across the ring, but Blood falls over mid stride.*
JK: No. Punisher was eliminated. Evil M is in the match. Deal with it.
TH: Drakin seems to think that M is in good hands, so to speak.
*Drakin turns to face Mulligan, who superkicks Drakin to the mat, then sets his sights on BRB and M while Blood gets up.*
JK: But Mulligan's back up too with a superkick! Take that Drakin!
*Mulligan stands before BRB and M. He gestures to BRB to stand M up, which BRB does.*
JF: Ah, but Evil M's tenure will be the shortest-lived.
*Mulligan spits the grog mist, but M slips out of BRB grasp at the last minute. BRB is sprayed with the grog mist - temporarily blinded.*
JK: Grog mist from Mulligan!
JF: But he missed!
*Mulligan is shocked, but M chops him away before he takes BRB by the legs and hoists him over the top rope.*
TH: BRB is down! BRB is down!
MM: Contestant Boiler Room Brawler has been eliminated!
JK: Yes, M! Get them M! Get them!
JF: They gotta stop M! But how?
*Mulligan hook punches M, whips him to the ropes, then spears him to the corner, but Blood waistlocks him from behind, then German suplexes him to the opposite corner.*
TH: A good assault from Mulligan, but Blood takes him down.
*BRB, pissed, recovers from the grog mist and slides back into the ring to get his pipe wrench.*
JF: Looks like BRB is not quite finished. He's gonna pull a "Punisher" tonight.
JK: You're just mad that Punisher lost.
*M stumbles forward from his corner and is taken down by a superkick from Blood, which is when Drakin grabs his other leg and takes him down.*
TH: It seems that Evil M draws enough attention that others think to take advantage of their fellow participants.
*BRB grabs his pipe wrench and looks around the ring, with Drakin giving him a daring scowl...*
JK: Do it BRB. Make it easier for M, please.
JF: So basically, don't do it.
*BRB looks at the final four contestants, drops the pipe wrench in the middle of the ring, then leaves.*
JF: What's this?
JK: Huh?
TH: BRB taking the high road?
*Drakin gets up and grabs the pipe wrench, but Mulligan is also up, with a superkick of his own to Drakin, taking him down.*
JK: Mulligan stopping Drakin!
*Mulligan grabs the pipe wrench from Drakin as Blood gets back up.*
TH: Brawler has shifted attention from M to the pipe wrench. But why?
*Blood sees Mulligan out of the corner of his eye and side steps a charge from Mulligan. Mulligan spins around for another pass, but Blood catches him with a jawbreaker.*
JK: It's simple - that pipe wrench hurts things. Badly. He wants to watch them kill each other just out of spite.
*Blood grabs the pipe wrench and walks over to M, raising it into the air, when M, out of sheer will power, grabs Blood's legs and takes him down. The pipe wrench crashes down to the mat.*
TH: You may be onto something there, King.
JK: I'm always onto things, Hoss. It just takes you forever to catch up.
*M stands up, then stands Blood up into a bent position. He points to his heart, then to the Gookermania banner...*
JF: I know what that means...
JK: That's right, Fish...
*M hooks both of Blood's arms, and butterfly suplexes him over the top rope.*
JK: He's doing it for Yellowjacket!
MM: Contestant Ryan Blood has been eliminated!
TH: Three little indians left now. We're almost at the conclusion. Who will reign supreme?
*M stumbles from exhaustion, but Drakin and Mulligan are getting up again, so he goes for the pipe wrench again.*
JK: M has the pipe wrench. So I pick him.
JF: But you already picked him.
JK: That's right, Fish. That's right.
JF: Oh screw you.
*M staves off Mulligan with a jab to the ribs from the pipe wrench, but Drakin rakes M's eyes.*
TH: Two men against one with a pipe wrench; but who wants to get hit by that thing?
*M stumbles away, dropping the pipe wrench. Drakin pursues him, grabbing a leg and taking him down to the mat.*
JK: Dammit Drakin. Just help us all out by jumping over the top rope.
TH: Not gonna happen, King.
*Drakin stands over M and locks on the Inquisition. Mulligan grabs a rope to recover from the pipe wrench jab.*
JK: Mulligan's in a good position to take out Drakin now.
JF: On the other hand, he's still down, hence Drakin deeming the Inquisition safe to use against Evil M.
*Drakin holds onto M with the Inquisition. Mulligan sneaks behind Drakin and jockeys for position, holding up his arms to shoulder level...*
JF: Is Mulligan doing what I think?
JK: I believe he is...
*As Drakin maintains his Inquisition on M, Mulligan grabs him with a full nelson, then slams him forward for a facebuster...*
JK: Arr Matey!
TH: Drakin is down!
JF: But look!
*Mulligan, catching his breath, is lifted up by M who stands up for an electric chair...*
JK: Yes, yes, c'mon M!
*M runs forward and tosses Mulligan over the top rope.*
JK: That's two now!
MM: Contestant Mad Pirate Mulligan has been eliminated!
TH: Indeed King. And then there were two.
*M falls backwards onto Drakin and takes a breather, looking over at the pipe wrench...*
TH: A modified senton bomb from M to Drakin.
JF: These two men must be so exhausted and at their wits' ends.
*M stands Drakin up and rams him into the corner.*
JK: But not so much that M can't finish this.
*Drakin backs up into M, who hoists him onto his shoulders and turns around to crash Drakin's shoulder on his knee.*
TH: Shoulder breaker from M.
JF: Drakin has to reach deep down to defeat M. He has to think about Colt and how he will stomp on him at Gookermania...
*M mounts Drakin and starts choking him out...*
JK: That dream is over you two. M gets his parting shot by getting into the main event at Gookermania.
*Drakin pokes M in the eyes.*
JF: He's not going over that top rope without a fight though.
*M gets off of Drakin to tend to his eyes. Drakin grabs a rope to stand up.*
JK: Fair enough. He's fought long and hard. Now M can defeat him.
*M stumbles into Drakin's direction, to which Drakin kicks M in the stomach, bending him over...*
JF: Ooh...
JK: No!
TH: Here it comes, ladies and gentlemen...
*Drakin looks around the crowd, waistlocks M, then leaps forward for a sunset flip piledriver...*
TH: The Tale's End! The Tale's End!
JF: Drakin wins!
*M falls backwards onto his feet from inertia and stumbles through the ropes to the outside.*
JK: Ha ha! My dog is still in this race.
*Drakin covers his face in frustration and falls back to the mat while M is down and out of the ring.*
TH: A close call for Evil M to be sure, but Drakin still needs to get him back into the ring...
*Drakin rolls out of the ring to retrieve M.*
TH: And force him over the top rope.
*Drakin stands M up, rolls him into the ring, and then rolls in after him.*
JF: At least M is down and out at this point. He's dead weight, but dead weight doesn't fight back.
*Drakin, on his feet, rolls M over to stand him up. He grabs M by the singlet and pulls him up. M is sluggishly bent over...*
TH: Dead weight indeed, Jerry.
*Drakin jerks on M's upper half, but M resists and grabs Drakin's legs, taking him down, and Drakin's back collides with BRB's pipe wrench.*
TH: M with a reversal!
JK: And onto BRB's pipe wrench!
*M holds onto Drakin's legs and smiles through gritted teeth before slingshotting Drakin into the corner.*
TH: Drakin to the corner!
JK: Finish him M! You're so close I can taste it!
*Drakin falls to the mat while M grabs a rope to keep his footing and recover.*
JK: No, M!
JF: He's tired, King.
TH: He's fought hard, even tying the General for eliminations in record time tonight.
*Drakin crawls away from the corner, but M picks up the slack by limply making his way to the corner himself. He throws a stomp at Drakin on the way.*
TH: But he came into this match with sustained injuries and adrenaline, but it looks like that's wearing off.
JK: It might have been enough though...
*M climbs to the second rope but he takes a moment to recover before climbing to the top rope and turning around.
Drakin takes that moment to grab the pipe wrench and get to his knees...*
JF: He just needs one good shot with that pipe wrench. I'd consider it a favor from BRB at this point.
JK: He can barely carry it at this point.
*M turns around, when Drakin rushes forward and bashes him in the midsection...*
JF: Yes!
JK: Don't fall, M!
*M is rocked, clenching his midsection... but he doesn't fall over.*
JF: No!
JK: Good job, M!
*Drakin drops the pipe wrench and exhaustedly grabs the ropes when he sees something skitter along the apron...*
TH: Hey, what's that by Seth Drakin?
JK: Huh?
*Drakin kneels down and grabs it...*
JF: It's Scar! Drakin found him!
JK: How can he hold that thing?
TH: He's too out of it to care about a tarantula.
JF: Isn't Evil M afraid of spiders?
*M starts coming to, when Drakin throws Scar right at him...*
JK: No. No! Hang in there Evil M! Get down!
TH: Evil M is scared of spiders!
*M panics at the sight of a giant spider on himself. He frantically knocks Scar away as Drakin jumps up and dropkicks him off the turnbuckle to the outside.*
JF: Drakin did it! Drakin did it!
JK: My pick was so close!
TH: Seth Drakin is going to Gookermania!
*All Over Me - Drowning Pool*
MM: Contestant Evil M has been eliminated! Here is your Battle Bowl 2011 Winner: Seth... Drakin!
TH: I may have picked Sparks, the first elimination, but I'll be damned if he didn't get sweet justice tonight.
JF: A tremendous Battle Bowl this year, Hoss.
JK: I still have the taste of victory in my mouth.
*Drakin falls back to the mat from exhaustion and injury, but he raises his arm to point at the Gookermania banner.*
TH: It was a hard fought match, but Drakin earned with the help of that spider. Everyone fought hard, but only one man could reign supreme.
JF: C'mon King. It was a good Battle Bowl.
JK: Yeah yeah... It was...
TH: If it's any consolation, your pick - your actual pick - was the final elimination. You almost picked the winner.
JK: Well, I can only hope that Drakin loses at Gookermania.
TH: Well, it was a tremendous night, but it's not even over yet, for we still have a WWCF Championship match on the horizon.
JF: But first, a word from our sponsors...
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Post by Connor Mackenzie on Jul 26, 2012 14:07:48 GMT -5
And just when I had forgotten about the damn monkey...
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"They don't fear the law. They fear me..."
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Post by The Punisher on Jul 26, 2012 15:27:27 GMT -5
Ah good old insane Frank, he'll be back one day...
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jul 26, 2012 16:10:42 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300]NITERAW[/shadow] TH: Welcome everyone to the next exciting edition of Niteraw! I’m “Gorilla” Tim Hoss and with me as always is- JK: I am Jesse King, and we've got quite the show planned tonight. TH: Indeed we do, Jesse. Tonight we have a Fatal Four-Way bout for the TV Title as Jonathan Michaels, Ryan Bergman, and James “The Experience” Troy all battle to take on the record setting Michael Hayden. Can he make it this week? We’ll find out.JK: And then we have “The Digitial Dragon” Connor Mackenzie taking on the FAWA CEO Jeremy Dupoe after a challenge issued and accepted last week. TH: And rounding out tonight’s marquee is the World Heavyweight Title Number One Contendership match as “The Emerald Warrior” Gus Richlen takes on Boiler Room Brawler. Which man will face Ryan Blood at Battle Bowl? We’ll find out tonight. JK: Speaking o f which, judging from Parts Unknown Security lining the entrance ramp here, it looks like it is time for our esteemed Majority Shareholder, Boiler Room Brawler, to once again host the Boiler Room...[glow=red,2,300]THE BOILER ROOM[/glow] MM: Ladies and gentlemen of the FAWA Galaxy, would you please stand for your FAWA Majority Shareholder: Boiler... Room... Brawler!*Boiler Room Brawler walks down the ramp to the ring with DR Jackson following him along the way…* *BRB and DR enter the ring. BRB has a mic in hand...* BRB: Welcome FAWA Galaxy to another exciting edition of the Boiler Room, where all the hottest FAWA stars and angles only gets hotter! With your host: me, BRB! And standing with me is my personal enforcer: Damn! Right! Jackson!
And I’m really fired up tonight. For it is me, BRB, who will fry the Emerald Warrior, one Gus Richlen, in the middle of our company’s squared circle. The past month has treated me well. I shed some unneeded weight, I got a new servant, and now it’s time for the one thing I haven’t been able to buy:
The FAWA World Heavyweight Championship.
Ryan Blood, you talk tough, you even walk a bit rough, but you forget something: last time we clashed, you didn’t beat me, BRB! And don’t think your Fallen buddies can help you at Battle Bowl, because with me is going to be this man: Damn! Right! Jackson at ringside to avoid any funny business.
You’re riding high right now, but I’m here to make you truly fall. Come the Battle Bowl, I will take what is rightfully mine, and I will show the FAWA gal-um fans what a true FAWA World Heavyweight Champion is like. No more thugs like Frank Castle. No more pandering, manipulative, smiling faces like Jonathan Michaels. And no more pint-sized toadies who break down and join a posse with a plan of destruction at the drop of a hat.
Tonight, I will pin Gus Richlen in the middle of this ring and send him on his way. Then I’m coming for you, Blood. I’m leaner and meaner than a year ago, and I’ll show everyone what I’ll do to get the FAWA World Heavyweight Title around my waist.*Ryan Blood appears on the Awesometron…*
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jul 26, 2012 16:11:05 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300]NITERAW[/shadow] MM: The following singles match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Parts Unknown, Minnesota, weighing in at 235 pounds, STEVE ROLLINS!*As the music starts to play, ring announcer Michael Muffer is handed some pre written statements for this ''amazing'' introduction.* MM: Uh-
Ladies and gentleman, his opponent, making his presence known for the very first time: A man who has no flaws like Pacman, and no blemishes like Megan Fox. Perhaps the greatest thing to ever be discovered since Joe Rogan's standup. He's the greatest inventor since Doc Brown, and the greatest innovator since Tommy Dreamer.
From Temptation Island, weighting in at 246 pounds, "The Self Assigned Leader Of The Interwebz": LOADING RULES! *Loading Rules makes his way down to the ring, holding a cell phone in his hand, which he uses to constantly text and update Facebook on. It takes a good two minutes of this before the crowd gets rowdy. Loading finally reaches ringside, and rolls into the ring, showing the referee the latest Youtube video he clicked on. He shows it to Rollins as well, laughing and clapping. He finally puts his phone down, cracks his knuckles, and pulls the ropes back until the bell rings.* *Upon the sound of the bell, the two men circle around the ring, and lock up. Loading gets a side headlock on Rollins, but Steve quickly powers out of it. He forces Loading into the ropes, and he drops down, and jumps up, showing some nice agility. But upon the third trip, Loading holds his hands out:* WAIT!*Steve freezes, looking quite confused. Loading reaches back into the ropes, and takes his phone back out. The crowd boos viciously, as Loading starts browsing websites again, as the referee asks him what he's doing. Loading gives him a talk to the hand gesture, as he laughs at old Cartoon Network reruns. Needless to say, Steve is not amused.* *Rollins goes up to Loading, who simply pats him on the back, pointing at the hilariousness of vaporization and falling anvils. The crowd is getting continuously more and more angry, and the referee and Rollins see that. Rollins attempts to snatch the phone out of Loading's hand, but to many people's surprise, Loading grapples him!" "Loading then preforms a series of kicks to the legs, especially to the thigh area, and they are quite stiff from the looks of it. He adds in a few palm strikes, and is able to bring Rollins to his knees. Loading quickly checks his phone for any scratches, waiting for Steve to get up. And once he does, Loading bounces off the ropes, and nails Rollins with an impressive Dropkick, sending him to the outside!* *With Rollins down, Loading calls for a mic:* Did you think that I just a Pinkie Pie? That I was just some kind of joke?! I WATCH ROH BITCH! And I'm no Strawberry Shortcake, I AM A MAN!*With that, Loading SPEARS Rollins, who was up on the apron, sending him back to the floor. Loading takes his cell phone, and you can see him searching for another video. He smiles, signaling that he's found what he was looking for, and he puts his phone on speaker. He holds it up to the mic:* *Loading laughs it up, like it's all just one big knee slapper. And speaking o knees, that's what he greets Rollins with upon his return, as he drives a series of knees right onto the back of his head. The referee takes this time to finally remove the phone and microphone. Loading sees that Steve is currently on his belly, and he takes advantage of it by locking him a reverse armbar. Steve screams in pain, but is quickly able to grab the ropes.* *Loading doesn't stop though. He waits for Steve to get up, before taking him by surprise with a neckbreaker! And he again follows it up with a submission, this time with a heel hook. He's able to keep it in longer, but Rollins still is able to get the ropebreak. Loading doesn't seem to care:* The Hart Family takes notes off of my submissions, which is funny, because I steal hearts faster then when Baywatch first came onto your screens, baby!*At this point Rollins has a noticeable limp, and he's also grabbing the back of his head. He uses the ropes for support, but is quickly taken down by a powerful Disaster Kick! Rollins is knocked completely loopy, and Loading can see it. He spreads his arms out, parading around the ring:* KINDA ONE SIDED, ISN"T IT?!*Rollins again takes his time getting up, trying to get in some breathing room. But he makes his biggest mistake yet, which is resting in one of the corners. Loading makes him groggy with a few throat thrusts, before grabbing his head, and planting his face into the mat with a bulldog! Loading smiles, as he grabs his leg:* You know, you could make a lot of money as an extra on Spongebob, you know?*Lodi let's out a belly laugh, before ascending to the top turnbuckle. He takes quite a bit of time, flexing his muscles and bringing attention onto himself.* HERE I COME TO SAVE THE DAAAAAAYYYY!!!!*Loading goes for a moonsault, but Rollins rolls out of the way! Loading clutches his chest in pain, as the crowd starts shouting words of encouragement to Steve. It's a struggle to get back up, but Steve has had more damage done to him throughout the match, so it's rather easy for Loading to shake off the cobwebs. He grabs Steve, irish whipping him into the ropes. Loading ducks down, looking for a back body drop, but Rollins surprises him, dropping down to nail an uppercut!* *The crowd comes unglued, as Steve starts making an ever so dramatic comeback, knocking down Loading at ever opportunity. He's like a man possessed, hitting him with forearms and closelines and body splashes. All of a sudden fighting like a well oiled machine, Steve's chances have gone up tremendously.* *Steve has Loading in the opposite corner, and he's looking to hit him with a Falling Rock, a body splash, which will lead him into the Rollin Rock Senton from the top. The crowds response is electric, as it appears that Steve is about to pick up a major upset. With a warcry that could be heard around the arena, Rollins charges.* *Loading brings his boot up, but Seth catches it! Unfortunately for him though, Loading has two feet. ENZIGURI!* *Steve drops like a rock, as Loading has had enough. He quickly rolls him over to the center of the ring, and locks in an STF! Rollins doesn't even know where he is at this point, and the pressure that Loading applies makes it only worse from there. Rollins finally comes to and tries to struggle for the ropes, but this time, it feels as if Steve is trapped in a small bird cage. Rollins is forced to tap out.* MM: Your winner, LOADING RULES!*As Loading's hand is raised, there's only one thing on his mind:* GIVE ME MY DAMN CELLPHONE!*The referee complies, although it's obvious he is not happy about it. Loading cradles the phone in his hand, as he celebrates his victory. [/color][/size] {Spoiler}RYAN BERGMAN [/center][/quote]
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