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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Aug 21, 2014 17:11:35 GMT -5
The Awesometron shows nothing but black as a collection of voices begin to speak, asking things such as, "Where did he go?" and "Why did he go?"
A little girl steps out from the darkness as the voices slowly fade away. Her eyes are jet black and a crooked smile crosses her face. She stares for a moment before she begins to speak;
"He who was once thought gone shall soon see the light of day again. And on that day, the world shall burn once more."
The little girl suddenly shatters with an all too familiar cackle as words appear:
HE SHALL RISE AGAIN, FEAR FOR YOUR SANITY
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Aug 21, 2014 17:12:42 GMT -5
*The bell rings. Sorrow’s music plays:
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Michael Muffer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, coming down to the ring, being accompanied by “The Comedian” Bobby Riggs, at 6 foot 9 inches, and weighing 305 lbs., from The Saddest Place In The World: THE DEPRESSED DESTROYER, SORROW.
*Sorrow and The Comedian come out to the boos of the crowd. Sorrow has on his trademark mask, black wrist tape, black elbow pads with the cross from the mask on them, and black wrestling pants with the cross from the mask down the legs. The crosses on the mask, elbow pads, and pants are white. He also has on black boots. Riggs has on his street clothes. They walk down to the ring. Sorrow climbs onto the apron, and steps over the top rope.*
Tim Hoss: Well, this should be a treat. We haven’t seen Sorrow wrestle much.
Jesse King: Yeah. I’m looking forward to seeing Sorrow beat the crap out of AmericAnt.
TH: I don’t know. I think AmericAnt will get in some good offense.
JK: Oh, c’mon, Hoss. Look at him! He’s huge! Plus, he has the Comedian with him. AmericAnt is done.
*AmericAnt’s music plays: *
MM: And, his opponent, coming to the ring, at 6 foot 5 inches, and weighing at 305 lbs. from The Land Of Opportunity: AMERICANT!!!!
*AmericAnt comes down to the ring waving the red, white, and blue flag. He then enters the ring and does some Hulk Hogan like poses before giving the thumbs up to the fans. He then hands the flag to the ref.*
TH: I still say that AmericAnt has a chance. I mean, he looks pumped, King.
JK: Yeah, that won’t last.
TH: Well, let’s just agree to disagree.
*The bell rings. AmericAnt looks ready to get it on. Sorrow, on the other hand, doesn’t look to eager. Instead, he’s talking to The Comedian on the apron. However, AmericAnt gets too antsy and attacks Sorrow. The Comedian tries to come to Sorrow’s aid, but AmericAnt blocks a punch and lays a few haymakers on The Comedian himself. He then throws the Comedian into the ring. The crowd is going wild as AmericAnt picks up the Comedian, whips him across the ring, charges at him, and knocks him over the ropes with a big boot.*
JK: I like how Sorrow is waiting, taking his time, and… What the hell!?
TH: AmericAnt isn’t waiting. He attacks Sorrow. Now, he’s attacking the Comedian. He throws him in the ring. And, there’s a big boot. Just like that the Comedian is out of there.
*However, this allows Sorrow to attack AmericAnt. At least, it allows him to try. AmericAnt blocks a punch. He then lays several haymakers on Sorrow. Sorrow tries to punch back, but AmericAnt moves out of the way. He reels back into the ropes, bounces off of them, and charges at Sorrow with a clothesline. He hits it, but Sorrow doesn’t go down. AmericAnt then unleashes a flurry of punches, back chops, and elbows on Sorrow. He’s dazed but still won’t go down. He lays in several more punches and then hits the Bionic Elbow. This knocks Sorrow back into the ropes.*
JK: Amazing, Sorrow is taking everything AmericAnt has got.
TH: There’s the Star Spangled Elbow, and Sorrow falls back into the ropes.
JK: He’s still not down.
*AmericAnt grabs Sorrow by his mask and slams his head onto the top turnbuckle. Sorrow is staggering. AmericAnt runs to the ropes again, bouncing off of them and charging at Sorrow with a leaping shoulder block. This knocks Sorrow back, but he still won’t go down. AmericAnt continues with the onslaught of punches and chops. Suddenly, the Comedian jumps up onto the apron. However, AmericAnt runs over and quickly knocks him off. He tries again, but AmeircAnt grabs him by his hair and rams his head onto the steel post.*
TH: The Comedian is proving to be useless out there.
JK: I’m amazed. I thought he’d be a huge factor against AmericAnt, but you’re right—he isn’t doing much good out there. I may have underestimated AmericAnt.
TH: And, the Comedian.
*Sorrow tries to attack AmericAnt, but he surprises him with a discus punch. He then reels back into the ropes, bounces off of them, and clotheslines Sorrow. He still won’t go down, but he does fall back into the adjacent ropes. AmericAnt punches Sorrow into the corner. Then, he runs to the opposite corner and gets into a three point stance. He charges at Sorrow with a clothesline.*
TH: The Stars & Stripes from AmericAnt continues to take Sorrow off his game.
JK: Yeah, but he’s still on his feet.
TH: It looks like it’s gonna take a lot more to take Sorrow his feet.
JK: You got that right, Hoss.
*Sorrow staggers out of the corner. AmericAnt then grabs Sorrow by his mask, winds up his punch, and hits Sorrow hard. He staggers back. AmericAnt then moves onto the apron and climbs up to the top rope. However, Sorrow grabs him by his neck. He then picks up AmericAnt in a military press and throws him off.*
TH: AmericAnt climbs to the top rope, and oh no! Sorrow catches him.
JK: He just threw him off like he was nothing.
*Sorrow then runs at AmericAnt for a head butt, but AmericAnt rolls out of the way. AmericAnt then tries for a cover, but Sorrow grabs him by the throat. The ref counts to five.*
1… 2… 3… 4…
*Sorrow lets go. Both men get up. Sorrow quickly wraps his hand around AmericAnt’s throat again. The ref goes for another count.*
1… 2… 3… 4…
*Sorrow lets go again. But, he grabs AmericAnt by the throat again, this time shoving him to the mat. The ref counts again.*
1… 2… 3… 4…
*Sorrow lets go again.*
TH: Sorrow is just mercilessly going after AmericAnt’s throat.
JK: He’s smart. He knows he has until five to let go, and he’s holding on all the way to four.
*Sorrow grabs AmericAnt by his mask and picks him up. He then punches AmericAnt in the throat. He falls back into the corner. Sorrow then charges at AmericAnt, smashing against him with a body splash. He then whips AmeircAnt into the opposite corner. He hits it so hard that he bounces out of it. Sorrow quickly catches him and drops him to the mat with a black hole slam.*
JK: Dear God! What a whip!
TH: He bounced out like rubber. And, Despair from Sorrow takes the Patriotic Bug down.
*Sorrow stomps on AmericAnt’s hand. He bounces up in pain, allowing Sorrow to grab him by his mask. He picks up AmericAnt and hits him with a running powerslam. He then grabs AmericAnt, wraps his arm around AmericAnt’s neck, and picks him up, locking him in a neck torque. AmericAnt struggles to get out of it, but Sorrow has it locked on tight. Suddenly, AmericAnt grabs Sorrow’s head and hits him with a jawbreaker, causing him to let go.*
TH: That neck torque is locked on tight.
JK: This may be the end. He is fading… wait a minute!
TH: Jawbreaker breaks the hold.
*AmericAnt gets up and runs at Sorrow, but he knocks AmericAnt into a corner with a big boot. He then runs at Sorrow, hitting him in the corner with an avalanche. He then pulls AmericAnt from the corner and hits him with an overhead belly to belly suplex. He then grabs AmericAnt from behind, locking him into a full nelson. AmericAnt again struggles to get out, but Sorrow won’t let go. But, AmericAnt won’t stop trying to break it. After a good while, he starts doing it. It looks like AmericAnt is gonna pull Sorrow’s hands apart. It’s gonna happen. Or, it would have if Sorrow hadn’t dropped AmericAnt with a full nelson bomb. He goes for a pin.*
1…
2…
*AmericAnt kicks out.*
TH: The first pin of the match, but it doesn’t put AmericAnt away.
JK: Smart thinking by Sorrow. AmericAnt almost broke out of that full nelson, but he turned into a full nelson bomb.
*Sorrow locks AmericAnt into another neck torque. AmericAnt struggles to get out of it, but Sorrow lets him go instead, throwing him into the ropes. Sorrow then charges at AmericAnt, clotheslining him out of the ring. Sorrow then distracts the ref, allowing The Comedian to go over and stomp on AmericAnt a bit. Eventually, he throws AmericAnt back into the ring. The ref sees this and yells at The Comedian, who plays innocent. This allows Sorrow to grab the Comedian’s rubber chicken with the lead pipe in it, which he left by a corner. Sorrow places it in front of AmericAnt’s neck and pulls back, choking him.*
TH: Dammit! Riggs is stomping all over AmericAnt!
JK: What do you mean!? I see him helping AmeircAnt back into the ring.
TH: Well, you should get your eyes check. And, what the hell!? Sorrow is choking AmericAnt with Riggs’s stuffed chicken.
JK: What do you mean “stuffed?” It’s just a rubber chicken.
TH: That’s bull crap and you know it.
*Sorrow is still choking AmericAnt while Riggs distracts the ref. After a while, Sorrow notices that the ref is finished yelling at Riggs. So, he throws the chicken away and then locks AmericAnt back into a neck torque. And, AmericAnt is fading fast. It looks like he is going to be knocked out. However, the fans start chanting “U.S.A.” They keep on chanting as the ref raises up AmericAnt’s arm. He lets it fall.*
1…
*The fans keep on chanting. The ref picks up AmericAnt’s arm again. It falls again.*
2…
*The fans are still chanting. The ref picks up AmericAnt’s arm. It falls…*
NO!
*But only half way. It then rises up. The crowd goes crazy.*
TH: The fans have saved AmericAnt with the chants of “U.S.A.!”
JK: They do realized that Sorrow is also American, right?
*AmericAnt struggles to get free. He gets up on his feet, but Sorrow won’t let go. He suddenly runs AmericAnt at the corner, but he gets his feet up onto a the top turnbuckle and pushes off. Sorrow hits the mat. AmericAnt rolls over him. Sorrow gets up, but AmericAnt suddenly hits him with a running arched big boot to the back of his head.*
TH: The Americana Kick from out of nowhere.
JK: I don’t believe this! How did he get out!?
TH: I told you, King! The chants of “U.S.A.!”
JK: But, Sorrow is also from the United States!
*AmericAnt falls over onto the ropes. He looks wiped out. However, he soon regains his composure when he sees Sorrow getting up. He charges at Sorrow, but Sorrow runs at him as well and hits him with a Lou Thesz press followed by several hard punches.*
JK: Ha ha! Tear Drops from Sorrow stops AmericAnt’s comeback.
TH: He was this close to getting back in control, but Sorrow is proving to be too tough for AmericAnt.
JK: Like I said he would!
*Sorrow then wraps him hand around AmericAnt’s neck and picks him up. He then tries for a chokeslam, but AmericAnt escapes. He lands behind Sorrow and pushes him into a corner. AmericAnt then unleashes a flurry of punches onto Sorrow and rams his head into the turnbuckle several times. Sorrow staggers back out of the corner. AmericAnt then climbs up to the top turnbuckle. He jumps off and hits Sorrow with a flying clothesline, knocking him down. The crowd goes nuts.*
TH: He did it! He knocked down Sorrow with the Rocket’s Red Glare.
JK: I don’t believe it!
*AmericAnt then goes for the American Leg Drop. But, the Comedian grabs him. He then turns around and kicks out Riggs. This allows Sorrow to low blow AmericAnt. The ref doesn’t see this because he was too busy yelling at Riggs. Sorrow then gets up, picks up AmericAnt, and hits him with a backbreaker rack drop.*
TH: I don’t believe this! Riggs interferes again! The ref didn’t see that lowblow.
JK: That save Sorrow’s butt and allowed him to hit AmericAnt with Depression.
*Sorrow then picks up AmericAnt and head butts him in the back of his head a few times. He then hits him with an inverted brainbuster.*
TH: Now, he hits AmericAnt with Chronic Depression.
JK: He should pin him and end this. Sorrow is on a roll. No need to let AmericAnt make a comeback.
*Sorrow gets up and toys with AmericAnt. He slaps at him, stomps on him a few times, and kicks him a bit. He then picks up AmericAnt for Sadness (a dominator). However, AmericAnt slips out of it. Sorrow turns around, only to be met with a discus boot, which knocks him back into the ropes.*
TH: The Old Glory Boot out of nowhere!
JK: I told you! Sorrow toyed with him, and it cost him.
*Sorrow bounces out of the ropes. AmericAnt hits him with a big boots. He falls back into the ropes and bounces out. He then dropkicks Sorrow. He falls back into the ropes again and bounces out. Then, AmericAnt hits him with an Angle Slam. The crowd goes wild. AmericAnt pins him.*
1…
2…
3!
*The bell rings, and AmericAnt’s music plays: *
TH: He did it! The American Slam puts Sorrow away!
JK: I don’t believe it!
MM: Here is your winner—AMERICANT!!!!
*The crowd cheers as AmericAnt’s hand is raised in victory. However, The Comedian attacks him from behind. Sorrow gets up and joins in on the beatdown. He then locks AmericAnt in a gogoplata as The Comedian hits him on his back with the chicken with the lead pipe.*
TH: Dammit! Someone stop this! Sorrow has AmericAnt in his Make ‘Em Cry hold while The Comedian beats his back.
JK: Now, this is what I was expecting.
*The crowds boos soon turn to cheers, as Michael Rose runs out with a steal chair. He runs in and hits Riggs with it. He beats Riggs until he jumps out of the ring. Sorrow breaks the hold and goes after Rose. But, Rose throws the chair at him. He catches it, and Rose dropkicks it into his face, dropping him to the mat. Sorrow rolls out as Rose checks on AmericAnt, helping him up. Riggs and Sorrow leave. AmericAnt and Rose just stare daggers at them as they sneak away.*
JK: What the hell!?
TH: Michael Rose with the save.
JK: Well, this is getting interesting.
TH: Looks like Rose has an ally in his war against The Comedian and Sorrow.
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Aug 21, 2014 17:14:05 GMT -5
*Seth Drakin ascends from a hole in the stage in a different suit than his normal suit. This time, it is just the typical black and white suit. He is all smiles as he even left the snake eyes sunglasses at home.*
Jesse King: And here comes the man of the hour.
Tim Hoss: Yeah, it is the world champion and after last week, one of the most pathetic human beings I have ever had the dishonor of seeing.
JK: You and your bias announcing. Seth Drakin has once again stamped out corruption in this company by eliminating another guy who had both the power and was wrestling at the same time. Antihero was giving himself opportunities that he did not deserve while putting guys he hated in tough situations.
TH: That is your version of events and sadly, I have given up on trying to show you the light. Seth Drakin is a despicable human being who could have won the match, but instead chose to end a man's career and make sure that he may never walk again.
JK: Once again, you are spinning things. Seth Drakin should be given a medal for his efforts to get rid of corruption and the fate of this company is now once again in the hands of the only man who was never corrupt as the head of this company.
*Seth Drakin smiles as the crowd boos as he raises his belt and the pyro shoots out from the stage*
TH: That Seth Drakin is long gone and now we have a Seth Drakin who will now make things worse and definitely favorable to himself. And I think the crowd agrees with me.
JK: I'm getting sick and tired of your lies. Seth Drakin is still that honorable man who will make a perfect choice for our new company's authority figure.
*Seth Drakin enters the ring and has a mic as he begins to speak.*
Seth Drakin: It is mourning once again in the world of FAWA as I have drained out the cesspool that was this company's authority figures once again. Now I admit I could name myself, the best man for the job, as the new authority figure. But unlike men like Antihero and Boiler Room Brawler, I see the conflict of interest in that type of mentality. So instead, I hired the best WOMAN for the job and that woman is honorable enough to be my wife. I give you the new boss here in FAWA, JESSICA DRAKIN!!!!
*The crowd boos as from the back comes Jessica Drakin in her suit.*
TH: I shouldn't be surprised by this hire, but Seth definitely made things worse for us all while making himself better.
JK: Are you a sexist now? This is a perfect hire for the new authority figure here. Jessica Drakin was second in command to the best administration this company has ever had.
TH: Surely you cannot be serious. She is Seth Drakin's wife and you know Seth only hired her because he believes he can easily manipulate her.
JK: I am serious and don't call me Shirley. And why not have Seth give some advice to his wife. We all know that Seth is about fairness and he would give some great ideas.
*Jessica shakes hands with the world champion and her husband as she immediately grabs a mic.*
Jessica Drakin: Thank you Seth Drakin and to the board at FAWA for allowing me to grace myself with this great position. I promise to do the best of all my abilities to fulfill the position given to me.
Now first of all, I know this first decision as boss is not going to make people happy, but due to a small active roster at this time, I am forced to cancel Lethal Lottery and cancel the BattleBowl, which would determine the #1 contender for the world title at Gookermania VII.
*The crowd boos and Seth tells them privately to ignore them and then turns his back to close his eyes and smile with his head held high.*
JD: However, we will still have a world title match at Gookermania VII.
*The crowd cheers a bit as Seth turns around and looks at her in confusion*
JD: Honey, I know that I am your wife and I plan to be faithful in that role of my life.
But this is business and to do the best of my abilities at the position, I will have to separate my role as a wife with my role as the new boss here in FAWA.
Saying that, your opponent at Gookermania VII is a man who based on his last battle with you, more than deserved an opportunity at another shot.
Your opponent at Gookermania is.........Gus "The Predator" Richlen!!!
*Seth eyes widened and he is not happy to hear that. He puts his hand over his head and he goes to try and convince Jessica otherwise, but suddenly Gus' music plays.*
JK: What??!!! This is a horrible decision! Gus had his opportunity and he failed to get the title! There is no redos in pro wrestling!!
TH: Maybe, but Seth didn't defeat Gus either so the least that should happen is a rematch to finally decide who is the better man.
*Gus shows up and smiles as the crowd cheers and Seth Drakin is not happy.*
Well, I gotta admit, I'm a bit surprised. But not in a bad way. Really.
Now, I'd love to stand here and joke about how uncomfortable your husband looks right about now, ma'am, but I could not resist coming out here and saying something that would make him a LOT more uncomfortable.
*Richlen then shifts his focus towards the man in question:*
Considering that I wasn't in the company a year ago, I consider myself blessed that I've managed to claw my way back to almost where I was a long time ago. But there's one thing I remember from before my unceremonious departure that I can final hang over your head, champ.
See, last year I wanted one thing, and that was to face you at Gookermania. Only problem was that you already had Jonathan Michaels lined up for Hell In A Cell, and you said you would face me the following year at Gookermania inside the Cell.
And when someone gives me their word, Seth Drakin, I hold them to it.
And you know EXACTLY what that means.
*Seth Drakin shakes his head upon hearing this.*
SD: NO! NO! NO! That is not happening! You are in no way facing me inside the Hell in the Cell!
JD: Seth....last I checked I am the one who now makes decisions in this company. And I do remember you telling Gus about Gookermania VII last year so Gus....your match against Seth will be Hell in a Cell.
*Seth is now yelling and angry*
Well, I'd stick around and watch this little domestic squabble, but to be fair, I think you're gonna be a lot less happy once that door shuts, Seth. Because there are very few things I am better at than tearing hell apart and whipping your ass!
See ya at Gookermania, champ.
*Gus' music plays as he motions that he is going to be the next world champion as Seth is very worried and is definitely not happy with his wife.*
TH: Well, it seems that Seth's plan to gain an unfair advantage has completely backfired as Seth's evil ways have not rubbed off on his wife at all.
JK: I hate to say this, but this is probably a terrible decision by Seth.
TH: Oh I disagree, I look forward to the Jessica Drakin era.
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Aug 21, 2014 17:16:14 GMT -5
Writing Credits go to: *"The King Cobra" Seth Drakin * Anti-Hulk * Gus Richlen, Inuyasha Mark * And that's it for this week's NiteRaw, what did you guys think. Also, deadline for match requests for this week's show will be Saturday and afterwards, I would like all the matches written on Tuesday so I can have the show up not this late again.
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Post by Jonathan Michaels on Aug 23, 2014 3:51:11 GMT -5
Reports indicate that Jonathan Michaels has finished filming his shoot video and that it will be released next week.
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Aug 23, 2014 23:07:31 GMT -5
So yeah, only one match booked this week right now. Wish I had more, but honestly, I don't right now.
* Michael Rose & AmericAnt vs. "The Comedian" Bobby Riggs & Sorrow
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Aug 26, 2014 23:29:05 GMT -5
If anyone has any segments or matches that want to be shown tomorrow, get them to my PM before noon
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Aug 27, 2014 17:31:04 GMT -5
Shit....sorry about this being late.
NiteRaw Week 7
Tim Hoss: Welcome everyone to NiteRaw, live here in the Parts Unknown Arena, I am "Gorilla" Tim Hoss and with me as always is my partner, Jesse King.
Jesse King: And as usual, I am always made to be second to talk.
TH: Moving on, tonight is actually going to be a very short night because we have one match.
JK: The Jessica Drakin era not off to a great start.
TH: Baby steps, King, baby steps.
And that one match is the debut of the tag team of Comedy & Tragedy with "The Comedian" Bobby Riggs teaming with his Comedy Club co-host Sorrow facing off against the mash-up team of Michael Rose and AmericAnt.
JK: Comedy & Tragedy know how to work together and they will show that against Rose & AmericAnt.
*Backstage, Seth Drakin arrives in the arena, alone with his world title. He walks down the hallway and sees the door to Jessica Drakin's office. He then decides to not even knock and just enters as Jessica is at her desk.*
Jessica: Knocking would normally be appropriate in this environment.
Seth: Look, save it. You didn't want to talk about this at home. You wanted to separate business from personal matters and I was okay with that. But since we are in the business since, you completely embarrassed me out there. First you give me a hint that I may not have to defend this belt at Gookermania and then you blindside me with the fact that not only am I going to be defending my title, but I'll be defending it against Gus Richlen. He had his shot and he didn't beat me. The least you could have done was make him EARN it.
Jessica: First of all, if you even got a hint that I wasn't making you defend your title, I'm sorry, but that's on you as that was never my intention whatsoever. Secondly, while yeah....Gus didn't beat you, he also didn't lose to you as well. And as far as those opponents go, Smokin Voukin' hasn't been seen in a few weeks, AmericAnt has stated many times that he is not ready to even consider that option, Michael Rose and The Comedian are too busy with fighting each other, The Breakfast Pack are too busy talking about eating breakfast, and you took Antihero out of the equation. There is no one else right now. That's kind of why I had to cancel BattleBowl.
Seth: Maybe, but then you go with Gus Richlen and put our match in a Hell in a Cell Match. Even though I said before that I wouldn't do that.
Jessica: Like I said, you made that bold claim last year. You basically booked this match more than a year before now, I'm just making sure you along with any other superstar live up to your word. Gus vs. you for the belt in the Hell in a Cell is what is going to happen.
Now if you excuse me, I have other matters to discuss.
Seth: I'm not done yet.
Jessica: Yes, you are. And I have some friends who you may know to show you out.
*Two guys (one with a red mask and the other with a black mask) come up to Seth and Seth is shocked to see them.*
Seth: U.N. Owen and Mr. E? What the hell are you doing here?
Jessica: I hired them as security.
*Seth sees the two and leaves in a bit of anger.*
TH: Well, seems Jessica has some new (or returning) muscle.
JK: Seth so is regretting ever hiring his wife and I don't blame him.
*Commercial Break*
The Awesometron once again goes dark but this time some faint black fog can be seen, little wisps of fog occasionally shoot up as if something is moving quickly beneath it. Screams and cries can be heard.
The same little girl from last week once again appears from out of the fog. This week her voice has been twisted into a ghost of what it was.
"Soon, he shall return from the Mountain of Madness, do you feel his presence? Do you feel his...power?
All of the sudden the fog devours the girl as, once again, a familiar cackle is heard.
More words appear on screen
A GREAT EVIL IS RETURNING TO THE FAWA, YOU SHOULD BE RUNNING
TH: Jeez....I don't like that laugh.
JK: And I know who it is too.
TH: Care to enlighten us.
JK: Hoss, I know what I know, but I'm not telling.
*Commercial Break*
*The bell rings. The Comedian’s music plays:
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Michael Muffer: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, coming down to the ring, at a combined weight of 575 pounds: “THE COMEDIAN” BOBBY RIGGS and SORROW—COMEDY AND TRAGEDY.
*The Comedian and Sorrow come out to the boos of the crowd. Riggs has on his blue tights with his signature logo on them and black boots and is holding his signature rubber chicken. Sorrow is wearing his signature mask, black wrist tape, black boots, black elbow pads with the cross from the mask on them, and black wrestling pants with the cross from the mask down the legs. The crosses on the mask, elbow pads, and pants are blue. They walk down to the ring, The Comedian smiling the whole time and Sorrow not paying any attention to the crowd. The Comedian enters the ring, walks over to a corner, and stands on the second turnbuckle, holding up his rubber chicken. Sorrow just steps over the ropes and looks around.*
Tim Hoss: Well, we are in for a real treat. We are gonna see The Comedian and Sorrow team up for the first time in FAWA.
Jesse King: They wrestled solo, with both helping the other out. So, it will be interesting to see how they work as a team in in actual match.
Michael Muffer: And, their opponents…
*Michael Rose’s theme plays:
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Michael Muffer: Introducing first. Coming down the aisle with Kerri Thompson, at 6 foot 4 inches, and weighing 262 pounds, from Las Vegas, Nevada: MICHAEL ROSE.
*Michael Rose and Kerri Thompson come out to the cheers of the crowd. Rose is wearing orange short wrestling trunks, oranges elbow and knee pads, and orange boots, all with a rose on them. Kerri is wearing her regular non-wrestling attire and has her arm wrapped around Michael’s. And, Rose is holding a rose bouquet. He sniffs it and throws some roses to the crowd. They eventually make it to the ring and slide under the bottom rope. In the ring, Rose makes his way to a corner, stands on the second turnbuckle, sniffs the rose bouquet, and blows a kiss to the crowd. Rose then hands the bouquet to Kerri, and she exits the ring.*
JK: I have to say, Hoss. I like Riggs and Sorrow’s chances. I mean, they came out as a team. And, Rose and AmericAnt are coming out separately.
TH: Good point. But, I wouldn’t count Rose and AmericAnt out. They do have victories over their opponents.
*AmericAnt’s music plays: *
MM: And, his partner, coming to the ring, at 6 foot 5 inches, and weighing at 305 lbs. from The Land Of Opportunity: AMERICANT!!!!
*AmericAnt comes down to the ring waving the red, white, and blue flag. He then enters the ring and does some Hulk Hogan like poses before giving the thumbs up to the fans. He then hands the flag to the ref.*
TH: It will be interesting to see how these two will work together.
JK: That’s another problem. They may not have the chemistry that Riggs and Sorrow. This could be a disaster of a team.
TH: Well, we’ll just have to see how this works out.
*The bell rings, and Sorrow and Riggs waste no time going after Rose and AmericAnt. Riggs attacks Rose as Sorrow beats down on AmericAnt. Sorrow ends up knocking AmericAnt down with several good punches, and he rolls to the outside. Meanwhile, Riggs is stomping on Rose. Sorrow walks over and joins him. AmericAnt tries to come to his aid, but the ref stops him, forcing him to go to his corner. He reluctantly does so. Meanwhile, Sorrow and Riggs hit Rose with a double suplex. Sorrow then exits the ring as Riggs picks up Rose. He punches Rose back into the ropes and whips him across the ring. Riggs goes for a clothesline, but Rose ducks it. As Riggs turns around to try again, Rose surprises him with a running STO.*
TH: Red Rose helps Michael Rose to get the upperhand.
JK: I like how the Comedian and Sorrow just attacked Rose and AmericAnt right off the bat, showing that they’re more aggressive.
TH: But, it didn’t really get them far.
JK: True, but I still liked it.
*Rose starts punching Riggs viciously. He then picks up the Comedian and throws him into his team’s corner, right into AmericAnt’s boot. He then tags in AmericAnt and holds him as AmericAnt comes in and punches Riggs. AmericAnt takes over the beatdown as Rose leaves. He clubs Riggs down onto his knees. He then tags Rose back in, and they hit Riggs with a double suplex. As AmericAnt leaves, Rose puts Riggs into a hammerlock, taking him back to the mat with a scoop slam. He then locks Rose into a crossface chickenwing.*
TH: Riggs looks to be in trouble.
JK: Well, I guess Rose and AmericAnt are a better team than I thought they’d be. But, I still think Riggs and Sorrow can pull off the win.
*Riggs struggles to get out, but Rose has it locked on tight. However, after a while, Riggs manages to roll onto his knees. He tries to get up, but Rose stands up himself and slams Riggs to the mat. Rose then tags in AmericAnt. He drops an elbow on Riggs as Rose exits the ring. AmericAnt picks up Riggs, and Riggs surprises with a punch. AmericAnt punches him back. They punch one another for a good bit, but AmericAnt soon gets the upperhand. He then hits Riggs with a bionic elbow, knocking him down to the mat.*
TH: Star Spangled Elbow takes Riggs to the mat.
JK: It probably wasn’t wise for the Comedian to brawl with AmericAnt. He’s a big man. And, those ants can lift ten times their weight.
TH: You do realize he’s not a real ant.
JK: *sarcastically* Really? Because, I was just wondering where his other pair of limbs were.
*AmericAnt tags Rose back in and holds Riggs. Rose punches him right in the gut. AmericAnt exits the ring as Rose punches Riggs. However, a thumb to the eye stops Rose’s onslaught of punches. He staggers back into the ropes, and Riggs whips him across the ring. The Comedian tries to hip toss Rose, but he blocks it. Rose knees Riggs in the gut and then locks him into a full nelson. Riggs struggles to break the hold, but Rose has it locked on tight. Suddenly, Sorrow runs in and clotheslines Rose from behind.*
JK: Nice save by Sorrow.
TH: Rose had Riggs’s number there, but Sorrow once again saved Riggs’s bacon.
JK: Well, that is why Riggs hired him.
*The ref forces Sorrow to leave the ring, which he does slowly. However, Rose manages to grab Riggs, pull him to his team’s corner, and tags in AmericAnt. AmericAnt climbs up to the top turnbuckle and drops down with a hard punch. He continues punching Riggs as Rose leaves the ring. He pushes Riggs back into the ropes and whips him across the ring. AmericAnt goes for a clothesline, but Riggs ducks. He then counters with a vicious lariato, knocking AmericAnt down.*
TH: The Funny Bone out of nowhere.
JK: Looks like the tide has turned.
*Riggs immediately goes after AmericAnt’s throat, dropping several elbows onto him. He then picks up AmericAnt hits him with a gutbuster. He picks up AmericAnt and hits him with another gutbuster. He then picks up AmericAnt and hits him with a third gutbuster. Riggs then puts AmericAnt into a Muta Lock with both of AmericAnt’s arms being pulled back instead of his head.*
TH: Ball Of Laughter is locked on tight. Will AmericAnt give up?
JK: I don’t see why not. I say just tap out and live to fight another day.
TH: I doubt AmericAnt is going to take the easy way out.
*Riggs has it locked on tight. However, Rose runs in and kicks Riggs in the side of his abdomen, forcing him to let go of the hold. Riggs tries to go after him, but the ref gets in between them. The two men yell at one another, providing a perfect distraction for Sorrow. He sneaks into the ring and slams AmericAnt’s head onto the mat a few times. No one notices him there, except of Kerri who runs over and yells at him, but he ignores him. Sorrow does leave the ring when he sees that the ref has gotten Rose to leave the ring. Riggs goes back to beating down on AmericAnt. He then picks up AmericAnt and powerbombs him onto the top rope, which bounces him off into and alley oop. Riggs goes for a pin.*
1…
2…
*AmericAnt kicks out.*
TH: Slapstick Comedy from the Comedian, but it’s not enough to put away AmericAnt.
JK: And, even after Sorrow wore him down a bit for Riggs.
TH: AmericAnt is a lot tougher than he looks. Which is good for him since the ref was no help for him earlier.
*Riggs picks up AmericAnt and throws him into Comedy & Tragedy’s corner. He then rams his head against the top turnbuckle several times. The ref tells him to stop, but he refuses. So, he pulls Riggs off of AmericAnt. Riggs yells at the ref, allowing Sorrow to attack AmericAnt. Kerri rushes over to stop him, but Sorrow kicks at her. Riggs then stops yelling at the ref and goes back to attacking AmericAnt. He picks up AmericAnt, placing him onto the top turnbuckle. He then climbs up and hits AmericAnt with a reverse suplex from the top turnbuckle. Riggs covers him again.*
1…
2…
*AmericAnt kicks out.*
TH: The Pratfall to AmericAnt, but he kicks out again.
JK: And, again, Sorrow’s assist has no effect.
*Riggs gets up and picks up AmericAnt. He pushes AmericAnt back into Comedy & Tragedy’s corner. Sorrow then wraps his arm around AmericAnt’s throat, holding him for Riggs to punch him. The ref doesn’t like that and gets Sorrow to let go. AmericAnt falls to his knees, and Riggs shoves him down into a sitting position. He then sits on AmericAnt’s shoulders and neck, hooks the arms, and lifts them up while pushing down on his shoulders and neck.*
TH: Now, Riggs has AmericAnt in the Laughter Lock.
JK: Busting out those submission moves seem to be doing the trick for Riggs.
*Riggs has the hold locked on tight. AmericAnt struggles to get out. But, he doesn’t really need to as Rose comes in and knocks Riggs off of AmericAnt with a dropkick. Riggs gets up and goes after Rose. The ref tries to pull them apart. This allows Sorrow to come in and kick AmericAnt in the chest. He then puts his knee onto AmericAnt’s chest, grabs the ropes, and pushes down. Again, AmericAnt is trapped, but Kerri comes to his aid, jumping onto the apron and biting Sorrow’s hand. He lets go of the rope and takes a swipe at her. Meanwhile, the ref separates Riggs and Rose, getting Rose to leave the ring. He then sees Sorrow in the ring and rushes at him, yelling at him to leave the ring. This allows Riggs to jump onto AmericAnt and choke him for a good bit. Sorrow leaves, and Riggs soon lets go of AmericAnt’s throat and puts on the Iron Claw.*
TH: Riggs and Sorrow sure are taking advantage of the ref’s distractions.
JK: It’s all Rose’s fault. If he hadn’t come in the ring, then AmericAnt wouldn’t be in so much trouble.
TH: But, he was just coming to his partner’s aid.
JK: So what? His heart may be in the right place, but it’s hurting AmericAnt all the same.
*Riggs has the claw locked on tight, but AmericAnt manages to get up off the mat, punching at Riggs. However, Riggs knees AmericAnt in the gut, dropping him back to the mat. Riggs then walks over and tags in Sorrow. Sorrow comes in, and they hit AmericAnt with a Demolition Decapitation. Riggs leaves the ring as Sorrow locks AmericAnt with a full nelson. AmericAnt struggles to get out, but Sorrow drops him to the mat with a full nelson bomb. Sorrow then grabs AmericAnt’s legs and picks him up with a snowplex. He goes for a pin.*
1…
2…
*AmericAnt kicks out.*
TH: Sorrow finally comes into the ring. But, he can’t get the pin either.
JK: It’s just a matter of time. I don’t think AmericAnt can hold out for longer.
*Sorrow picks up AmericAnt, but a headbutt to the back sends him down to his knees. He picks AmericAnt again and elbows him in the back, knocking him into the ropes. Sorrow then backs into the ropes and bounces off of them, charging at AmericAnt; but AmericAnt surprises him with a discus boot, knocking Sorrow down. AmericAnt falls down as well.*
TH: The Old Glory Boot out of nowhere. I guess he can hold out for longer.
JK: Ah… He got lucky.
*Both men are down, but Sorrow gets up. He picks up AmericAnt, but AmericAnt surprises him with a knee lift. Sorrow staggers back but manages to stay on his feet. He then charges at AmericAnt, who surprises him with dropkick. Sorrow falls back into the ropes and bounces off of them. AmericAnt tries for a big boot, but Sorrow catches it. He then picks up AmericAnt and drops him to the mat with a running powerslam. He stays on AmericAnt for a pin.*
1…
2…
*AmericAnt kicks out.*
TH: AmericAnt holds on again.
JK: But, he can’t hold on for longer. He desperately needs a tag.
*Sorrow picks up AmericAnt and whips him into a neutral corner. He then backs up and charges at AmericAnt with an avalanche. He then rams AmericAnt’s head onto the top turnbuckle. But, this actually stirs something up in AmericAnt. He rams his head into the turnbuckle again. And again. And again. And again. But, it’s having no effect on AmericAnt. In fact, he’s getting fired up! He then elbows Sorrow, turns around, and points at him. YOU! AmericAnt screams. However, Sorrow hits him with a splash to the corner and whips him across the ring to the other corner. Sorrow charges at it, but AmericAnt hits him with a big boot. Sorrow staggers back as AmericAnt climbs up to the top turnbuckle. He jumps off, hitting Sorrow with a flying clothesline.*
TH: Uh-oh! AmericAnt is getting Fired Up!
JK: But, Sorrow stops it!
TH: But, AmericAnt gets the boot up. And, there’s the Rocket’s Red Glare! Can he make the tag!?
*Both men are down. But, they soon crawl over to their partners. Sorrow tags in Riggs. But, AmericAnt gets to Rose. The crowd goes wild as Rose attacks Riggs. He dropkicks Riggs several times. Then, he kicks Riggs in the gut and hits him with a sit-out inverted suplex.*
TH: Michael Rose comes in! And, he hits the Yellow Rose!
JK: And, just like that, Comedy & Tragedy has become just a tragedy.
*Rose picks up Riggs, pushes him into the ropes, whips him across the ring, and hits him with a spinning spinebuster. He then picks up Riggs drops him back to the mat with a pumphandle half nelson driver.*
TH: And, there’s the Rose Bush from Rose.
JK: They should have put AmericAnt away when they had the chance.
*Rose picks up Riggs and hits him with a springboard suplex/jackhammer combo. He stays on Riggs for a pin.*
1…
2…
*Sorrow comes in and tries to break up the pin, but Rose gets up and surprises him with a front lungblower.*
TH: There’s the Rose Petal.
JK: And, here comes Sorrow.
TH: And, there’s the Rose Thorn.
JK: Damn! They can’t catch a break.
TH: They were catching breaks earlier.
JK: Well, they can’t catch them now.
*Riggs gets up and tries to attack Rose from behind, but Rose gets up and hits him with a Rose Thorn. Sorrow tries to attack Rose again, but AmericAnt runs in with a running arched big boot, knocking Sorrow down into the corner.*
TH: Rose can’t be stopped. But, Sorrow will try. But, AmericAnt makes the save with the Americana Kick.
JK: Okay, so Rose and AmericAnt have great chemistry together. Who knew?
*AmericAnt beats down on Sorrow, but he fights back. The ref tries to break it up. Meanwhile, Rose beats down on Riggs as he tries to crawl away. Rose pulls him back but fails to notice that Riggs has grabbed his rubber chicken with the lead pipe. Rose picks up Riggs and goes for a powerbomb. However, Riggs hits him with the chicken. Rose falls down with Riggs on top of him. He throws the chicken away, goes to a turnbuckle, climbs up, and drops down on Rose with a 450 splash.*
TH: Rose grabs Riggs and wait a minute! He has that chicken!
JK: Uh-oh! He’s gonna use it!
TH: I don’t believe this! The ref didn’t see it! And, Riggs climbs up for the Killing Joke.
*The fight between AmericAnt and Sorrow spills to the outside. The ref tries to stop it, but he sees Riggs covering Rose and goes to make the count.*
1…
2…
3!
*The bell rings, and the Comedian’s music plays: *
MM: Here are your winners—COMEDY AND TRAGEDY!
TH: I don’t believe it. They have stolen this one.
JK: I knew they’d pull it off.
*AmericAnt stops fighting with Sorrow and runs in. Riggs exits the ring, and he and Sorrow run away, celebrating their victory. AmericAnt and Kerri check on Rose, who’s still knocked out in the ring.*
TH: Well, this didn’t bring an end to the Comedian and Rose’s bad beef.
JK: Of course not. It just made things worse.
TH: For all of us here at FAWA, see you next week.
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Aug 27, 2014 20:23:07 GMT -5
Alright.....people, give me your ideas by Saturday because by then I will be putting the card up next week. I have tentative plans, but nothing is ever set in stone.
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Post by Pensacola Tableheads on Aug 28, 2014 13:53:29 GMT -5
I'll try to have a Richlen promo for next week's show, but I may not be online between Saturday afternoon and Tuesday afternoon (library is closed on Labor Day).
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Aug 28, 2014 14:02:05 GMT -5
I'll try to have a Richlen promo for next week's show, but I may not be online between Saturday afternoon and Tuesday afternoon (library is closed on Labor Day). Okay, that's cool....there probably wont be a Seth Drakin segment this week because I might have done what is necessary with him this week by having not only Jessica Drakin not on his side, but also his two former bodyguards.
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Post by The Blue Nova on Aug 29, 2014 0:55:52 GMT -5
Hey would it be possible if I could have a match at the next show:)
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Aug 30, 2014 20:23:04 GMT -5
The next show's card is....
* AmericAnt vs. "The Comedian" Bobby Riggs * Michael Rose vs. Sorrow * CW Who will be in action
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Post by Pensacola Tableheads on Sept 2, 2014 15:04:18 GMT -5
Promo will be in tomorrow.
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Sept 3, 2014 19:58:36 GMT -5
OOC: Never got the CW Who match so here is what I have.
NiteRaw Week 8
*Fireworks shoot out from the stage as the camera heads to “Gorilla” Tim Hoss & Jesse King.
Tim Hoss: Welcome everyone to another episode of NiteRaw!!! I’m…
Jesse King: Shut your mouth, I’m going to do with introductions this week! I’m your star on the announce team, Jesse King and every star needs a supporting act and my supporting act is “Gorilla” Tim Hoss.
TH: Did you get that complaint out of your system?
JK: Yes, I did.
TH: Good, tonight we will be having three matches.
First, we have a rematch from a few weeks ago as AmericAnt faces the man with whom he got his first victory from, “The Comedian” Bobby Riggs.
JK: After last week’s tag victory, The Comedian is finally going to make the undefeated streak of AmericAnt a joke.
TH: And Michael Rose will be facing Bobby Riggs’ partner in crime, Sorrow.
JK: I see a sad end for Michael Rose here.
TH: And we will get to see the debut of CW Who.
JK: Who?
TH: We are not doing this Abbot & Costello bit. It has been played out.
JK: Aw…you’re no fun.
*The bell rings. The Comedian’s music plays:
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Michael Muffer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, coming down to the ring, being accompanied by Sorrow, at 6 foot 6 inches, and weighing 290 lbs., from Los Angeles, CA: “THE COMEDIAN” BOBBY RIGGS.
*The Comedian come out to the boos of the crowd. Surprisingly, his partner Sorrow is not there with him. Riggs has on his black tights with his signature logo on them and black boots and is holding his signature rubber chicken. He walks down to the ring, smiling the whole time. The Comedian enters the ring, walks over to a corner, and stands on the second turnbuckle, holding up his rubber chicken. He then jumps down and walks across the ring. As he does, the ref grabs the chicken throws it into the crowd. They cheer as a few audience members fight over it. Riggs then confronts the ref about throwing away his signature weapon.*
Jesse King: That’s weird. Sorrow didn’t come out with Riggs.
Tim Hoss: Well, I’m glad. It’s about time he fought a fair fight.
JK: Well, he’s still got that chicken with him.
TH: Speak again! The ref has thrown it away!
JK: That’s unfair! He had no idea that The Comedian was going to use it.
TH: Are you kidding? He’s used it pretty much all the time he’s been in FAWA.
JK: So, there was no indication he would have used it here.
*AmericAnt’s music plays: *
MM: And, his opponent, coming to the ring, at 6 foot 5 inches, and weighing at 305 lbs. from The Land Of Opportunity: AMERICANT!!!!
*AmericAnt comes down to the ring waving the red, white, and blue flag. He then enters the ring and does some Hulk Hogan like poses before giving the thumbs up to the fans. Then, he hands the flag to the timekeeper. Riggs is still arguing with the ref, which allows AmericAnt to attack him from behind. Riggs fights back and the bell rings.*
TH: Here comes AmericAnt, and we are underway.
JK: I can’t believe this! This ant claims to fight for truth, justice, and the American way. And yet, here he is attacking Riggs from behind.
TH: Well, considering Riggs’s behavior in FAWA since he got here, I can’t say that I blame him for doing that.
JK: He’s suppose to be above that kind of behavior! Jeez, Hoss.
*Riggs soon gains the upperhand and punches AmericAnt into the ropes. He whips him across the ring and goes for a clothesline. However, AmericAnt ducks it. He hits the ropes again and blasts Riggs with a leaping shoulder block, knocking him down. Riggs gets up and is met with a flurry of punches from AmericAnt, sending him into the corner. He then grabs Riggs, drags him across the ring, and rams his head onto the top turnbuckle. He whips Riggs across the ring, catches him as he bounces off of them, and hits him with an Arn Anderson spinebuster. He quickly goes for a pin.*
1…
2…
*Riggs kicks out.*
TH: AmericAnt is on the warpath. But, he’ll need to do more to put The Comedian away.
JK: I hate to say it, but his strategy here is a good one. Just beat the crap out of Riggs and don’t let up. He’s a sneaky snake who can strike at any moment. So, don’t let him.
*Riggs gets up but is soon hit with a vicious clothesline from AmericAnt that sends him to the outside. However, instead of returning to the ring, Riggs runs away. AmericAnt leaves to ring and goes after him. The ref starts counting.
1…AmericAnt chases after Riggs.
2…He catches Riggs and starts ramming his head onto the apron.
3…AmericAnt then throws Riggs into the steel guardrail.
4…AmericAnt starts punching him in the head a few times.
5…AmericAnt then throws him into the ring. He soon follows.
Riggs begs for mercy from AmericAnt, cowering in a corner. He isn’t having any of hit. He kicks Riggs in the gut, picks him up, and whips him across the ring. AmericAnt waits in the other corner and then charges at Riggs with a three point stance clothesline, squashing Riggs.*
TH: AmericAnt now has Riggs seeing Stars & Stripes.
JK: Dear God! The ref may need to call of this match! I don’t know how much more The Comedian can take.
*AmericAnt starts punching Riggs. He tries to fight back, but a knee lift from AmericAnt sends him back to the corner. He then whips him across the ring again, this time following him. He blasts Riggs with a clothesline, grabs him by his head, and hits him with a one-handed bulldog. AmericAnt gets up and runs to the ropes, hoping for a running knee drop. But, Riggs rolls out of the way. Unluckily for him, AmericAnt saw this in time. So, he changes plans and hits Riggs from behind with a running arched big boot, sending him into the corner.*
TH: Riggs tries to sneak away, but the Americana Kick sends him back into the corner.
JK: Dear God! There should be a mercy rule in wrestling.
TH: How would that work? There’s no scoring.
JK: Well, I could be the judge of that.
TH: How about we stick with what we got?
*AmericAnt punches him several times. He then whips Riggs across the ring to the opposite corner. He hits the turnbuckles so hard he bounces out of it, falling to the mat. AmericAnt runs at Riggs, finally hitting him with that running knee drop. He then starts stomping on Riggs, who crawls to the apron and slings to the outside. AmericAnt follows. The ref starts counting again.
1…Riggs gets up, but AmericAnt pushes him into the guardrail.
2…AmericAnt turns him around and starts chopping him in the chest.
3…AmericAnt chops him several more times.
4…AmericAnt then grabs Riggs and whips him into the steel post.
5…AmericAnt grabs Riggs, who surprises him with a back chop of his own. It has no effect, other than to piss AmericAnt off.
6…Riggs walks back in fear as AmericAnt stalks him, shaking his head. Riggs tries again, but still no effect.
7…Riggs makes it to the apron and slides back into the ring, breaking the count.
However, AmericAnt grabs his legs, pulls him close, and starts punching him in the head.*
TH: AmericAnt is on a roll. He really has Riggs’s number.
JK: What is the ref doing? Help Riggs out a little, man!
*AmericAnt reenters the ring, allowing Riggs to get away a little. However, AmericAnt catches him, pushing him back into the ropes and whipping him across the ring. As he bounces off the ropes, Riggs runs right into a big boot from AmericAnt. This sends him back over the ropes and to the outside. AmericAnt follows again. The ref does another count.
1…AmericAnt exits the ring and picks up Riggs, punching him a few times.
2…He punches Riggs back into the guardrail and starts with the back chops again.
3…AmericAnt chopping the crap out of Riggs’s chest, which starts welting up.
4…AmericAnt pulls Riggs away from the guardrail and punches him hard, knocking him down.
5…AmericAnt picks up Riggs from behind and hits him with an atomic drop that sends him into the steel post.
6…AmericAnt rolls into the ring to break up the count.
He climbs to the top turnbuckle, waiting for Riggs to get up. He does, and AmericAnt jumps off, hitting Riggs with a flying clothesline.
TH: And, AmericAnt rains down on Riggs with the Rocket’s Red Glare!
JK: This is just brutal. I don’t see how the ref can let this continue.
TH: Because AmericAnt is just beating up Riggs and not doing anything illegal.
JK: Oh! So, just because a guy follows the rules, then the match must continue.
*AmericAnt gets up and picks up Riggs, throwing him back into the ring. AmericAnt gets up onto the apron and reenters the ring. Riggs is begging for mercy as he crawls back into a corner. But, his pleas fall deaf ears as AmericAnt attacks him and pulls him up. He then climbs up onto the second rope and starts punching Riggs. The crowd counts along as AmericAnt punches him 10 times. He then climbs down and whips Riggs across the ring to the opposite corner. Riggs hits the corner so hard that he bounces out of it and over the top rope.*
TH: Good Gawd! AmericAnt just sent Riggs to the outside with that vicious Irish whip.
JK: Run away, Riggs. Live to fight another day.
*AmericAnt exits the ring again. The ref starts counting again.
1…AmericAnt goes after Riggs, but he surprises AmericAnt with a thumb to the eye.
2…Riggs grabs AmericAnt and tries to ram his head into the steel post.
3…AmericAnt grabs the post and stops Riggs. Riggs keeps trying to ram his head into it.
4…AmericAnt suddenly elbows Riggs in the chest. He then rams Riggs head into the post instead.
5…Riggs bounces off of it and falls back into the steel guardrail.
6…AmericAnt starts chopping Riggs in the chest again.
7…After a few more punches, AmericAnt punches Riggs and then throws him into the ring.
Riggs gets up as AmericAnt reenters the ring. AmericAnt grabs Riggs from behind and hits him with a German suplex. He rolls over, picks up Riggs, and hits him with a second German suplex. He rolls over again, picks up Riggs, and hits him with a third German suplex. He rolls over a third time, picks up Riggs again, and then hits him with a belly-to-back suplex lift neckbreaker. He goes for a pin.
1…
2…
Riggs kicks out.*
TH: Waves of Grain from AmericAnt, and amazingly, Riggs kicks out.
JK: He’s tough, but I don’t know how much longer Riggs can go. Also, why is a patriotic American using German suplexes.
TH: Yeah, that is weird.
*AmericAnt picks up Riggs and holds him by his hair. He winds up a punch and hits Riggs, knocking him down. Riggs gets up again but is met with a clothesline that knocks him back out of the ring. AmericAnt climbs onto the apron and drops down on Riggs with a double axe handle. The ref starts counting again.
1…AmericAnt picks up Riggs from behind.
2…He drops Riggs to the floor with a back suplex.
3…He picks up Riggs and rams him back first into the steel guardrail.
4…He then whips Riggs into the ring apron.
5…Riggs bounces off, and AmericAnt punches him right in the back, which sends Riggs back into the ring.
Riggs tries to crawl away, but AmericAnt grabs him, pulls him in, and starts punching him again. AmericAnt then climbs up onto the apron. Suddenly, Riggs pushes AmericAnt off the apron, sending him flying into the steel guardrail. Riggs then runs to the ropes, bounces off of them, runs across the ring, and jumps over the top rope, landing on AmericAnt with a suicide dive.*
TH: AmericAnt is just beating Riggs from… oh no! Riggs out of nowhere pushes AmericAnt off the apron and onto the steel guardrail.
JK: Finally. Riggs has done something in this match.
TH: He’s about to do something else! Here comes a suicide dive!
JK: Hot damn! He may have shot now!
*Riggs throws AmericAnt back into the ring. He then climbs up to the top turnbuckle and jumps off with a flying headbutt. He then grabs AmericAnt’s head and rams it onto the mat a few times. Riggs then picks up AmericAnt but drops him back to the mat with a piledriver. He rolls over, sitting down and holding his head. Riggs then runs to the ropes, bounces off of them, and blasts AmericAnt in the head with a knee, knocking him back down. Riggs then climbs up to the top turnbuckle and jumps off with a corkscrew moonsault. He covers AmericAnt.
1…
2…
AmericAnt kicks out.*
TH: No Laughing Matter from Riggs isn’t enough to put AmericAnt away.
JK: He’s gonna have to do a lot more than that to put AmericAnt away, especially after the beating he’s been receiving for the last eight minutes or so.
*Riggs gets up onto his knees and punches AmericAnt a few times. He gets up and tries to pull AmericAnt up, but he pushes Riggs away. Riggs bounces off the ropes and kicks AmericAnt in the gut. He tries to pull AmericAnt up but gets pushed away again. Riggs just kicks AmericAnt in the gut and once more tries to pick him up. But, AmericAnt pushes him away and manages to get up this time. However, Riggs knees AmericAnt in the gut. He then goes back to the top rope, but AmericAnt stops him with some punches. He then climbs up, but Riggs knocks his leg off the rope, crotching AmericAnt onto the top turnbuckle. Riggs then moves behind AmericAnt and then hits him with a reverse suplex from the turnbuckle. He goes for another pin.*
TH: The Pratfall from Riggs still won’t put AmericAnt away.
JK: He’s wearing him down though. It’s just a matter of time.
*Riggs rams AmericAnt’s head onto the mat a few times. Then, he picks him up by his mask and rams his head onto the top turnbuckle. He then tries to whip AmericAnt across the ring, but he reverses it and sends Riggs to the opposite corner. AmericAnt tries to clothesline Riggs, but he gets a boot up; and AmericAnt runs right into it. AmericAnt rolls around but stays on his feet. However, Riggs grabs him from behind and drops him to the match with a German suplex. He rolls over, picks up AmericAnt, and hits him with a second German suplex. He rolls over, picks up AmericAnt, and hits him with a third German suplex. Riggs then picks up AmericAnt and hits him with a snap suplex. He rolls over, picks up AmericAnt, and hits him with a second snap suplex. He rolls over, picks up AmericAnt, and hits him with a third snap suplex. Riggs then picks up AmericAnt and hits him with a belly-to-belly suplex. He then picks up AmericAnt and hits him with a second belly-to-belly suplex. He picks up AmericAnt again and hits him with a third belly-to-belly suplex.*
JK: You know what they say, Hoss! Comedy Comes In Threes!
TH: That was technically nine.
JK: Yeah, but it’s divisible by three.
*Riggs grabs AmericAnt by his head and picks him up into a sitting position. He then sits on AmericAnt’s shoulders and neck, hooks the arms, and lifts them up while pushing down on his shoulders and neck. Riggs pulls back, wrenching the move. AmericAnt screams in pain.*
TH: The Laughter Lock from Bobby Riggs. Looks like AmericAnt is in trouble.
JK: After all those suplexes, his back has to be sore.
*Riggs has the hold locked on tight. AmericAnt struggles to get out, but he’ll need a good plan to get out of this hold. Luckily, he has one. Riggs keeps on rocking back, trying to make the hold more painful. So, AmericAnt rocks with him. He keeps on rocking back and forth with Riggs. Suddenly, he pulls forward and sends Riggs crashing to the mat. Riggs lets go of the hold and rolls over, holding his head. AmericAnt tries to get up, but a vicious kick from Riggs knocks him down again.*
TH: He got out!
JK: I don’t believe it!
TH: But, Riggs knocks him down with a good kick.
JK: I have to say. That was smart by AmericAnt to rock with the Comedian. But, Riggs foiled his comeback.
*Riggs pulls himself up with the ropes and bounces off of them. He then drops down on AmericAnt with an elbow. Riggs then locks an Iron Claw onto AmericAnt. He rams his head onto the mat a few times for added measure. But then, when Riggs goes to ram his head onto the mat again, AmericAnt stops him. He tries again, but AmericAnt stops him. AmericAnt starts to push Riggs up, but he still has the Iron Claw locked on. He then kicks AmericAnt in the gut, knocking him onto his knees. Riggs picks AmericAnt back up and whips him into a corner. Riggs then pick up AmericAnt onto his shoulders, going for a Ball Breaker (electric chair), but AmericAnt suddenly rolls over into a victory roll, holding for a pin.
1…
2…
Riggs kicks out.*
TH: Here comes the Ball Breaker, but wait! AmericAnt counters!
JK: Riggs manage to kick out though!
*Both men get up. Riggs starts punching and kicking AmericAnt, but they don’t have much effect on him. The crowd is going wild as AmericAnt is getting Fired Up! Riggs lands a very hard punch, but AmericAnt just shakes it off, points at Riggs, and yells YOU! Riggs tries for another punch, but AmericAnt picks up and drops Riggs to the mat with a military press slam. Riggs gets up, but AmericAnt starts punching him back into the ropes. He then whips Riggs across the ring. AmericAnt spins around hits Riggs with a discus boot as he bounces off the ropes.*
TH: The Old Glory Boot has put AmericAnt back into this match.
JK: Eh… Just give up now, Riggs.
*Riggs rolls out of the ring. AmericAnt follows. The ref counts.
1…Riggs runs away. AmericAnt follows.
2…Riggs turns around and rakes AmericAnt’s eyes.
3…Riggs grabs AmericAnt and tries to ram him head first into a steel post.
4…AmericAnt stops him and rams Riggs into the post instead.
5…AmericAnt grabs Riggs and throws him back into the ring.
*AmericAnt gets back into the ring and picks up Riggs. However, Riggs surprises him with an inverted atomic drop. As he bounces up, Riggs hits him with a discus punch, knocking him back into the ropes.*
TH: Uh-oh. The Setup and The Punchline may have put an end to AmericAnt’s comeback.
JK: Just like that, AmericAnt’s victory has been snatched away.
*Riggs punches him in the ropes a few times. He then tries to whip AmericAnt across the ring. However, AmericAnt holds on to the ropes, pulls Riggs in, and hits him with an Angle slam. He gets up, runs to the ropes, runs back to Riggs, and hits him with an atomic leg drop. He goes for the pin.
1…
2…
3…!
The bell rings, and AmericAnt’s music plays:*
TH: Riggs goes for the whip, and—wait a minute! The American Slam! And, here comes the American Leg Drop! And, he’s done it! He’s beaten The Comedian again!
MM: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match……AMERICANT!!!
JK: I don’t believe it! Just like that, AmericAnt snatched victory from the jaws of defeat.
*AmericAnt gets up and celebrates his victory. However, Sorrow runs down and attacks AmericAnt. He fights back. Then, Michael Rose comes out and gets into the brawl. Refs and backstage people come down to pull them apart.*
TH: Wait a minute! It’s Sorrow. He’s attacking AmericAnt!
JK: And, here comes Michael Rose. We got a pier six brawl going on!
TH: And, Rose and Sorrow have a match later on.
JK: Well, here come the refs and other FAWA personnel to break them up.
TH: Man, this rivalry is just getting hotter and hotter.
*The Awesometron shows black but then two torches suddenly light up the darkness and footsteps slowly approach as a familiar voice rings out.*
"That is not dead which can eternal lie"
*The footsteps get closer and closer until a cloaked figure enters the frame*
"And through stranger aeons even DEATH MAY DIE"
*The Torches suddenly BURST with flames shooting several feet high as the hood flies off his head reveiling Jeremy Dupoe*
"And I assure you, Stranger Aeons have arrived"
*Dupoe Cackles as lighting flashes and the words*
“JEREMY DUPOE RETURNS TO THE FAWA NEXT WEEK It’s too late to run, for he has returned”
*appear on screen.*
JK: So all those messages were from Jeremy Dupoe. I can’t wait for our former boss to return.
TH: Well, hopefully we won’t be returning to the old situation where he would cause chaos.
JK: But I like chaos. Makes for good TV.
TH: Of course you do.
*The bell rings. Sorrow’s music plays:
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MM: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, coming down to the ring, being accompanied by “The Comedian” Bobby Riggs, at 6 foot 9 inches, and weighing 305 lbs., from The Saddest Place In The World: THE DEPRESSED DESTROYER, SORROW.
*Sorrow come out to the boos of the crowd. Sorrow has on his trademark mask, black wrist tape, black elbow pads with the cross from the mask on them, and black wrestling pants with the cross from the mask down the legs. The crosses on the mask, elbow pads, and pants are red. He also has on black boots. He walks down to the ring, climbs onto the apron, and steps over the top rope.*
TH: Well, they were fighting earlier at the end of the AmericAnt-Comedian match. And, now they’re gonna fight again.
JK: I predict another post-match brawl.
TH: Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if the post-match brawl ends up putting an end to the match.
JK: But then, it wouldn’t be post-match.
TH: Well… yeah…
MM: And, his opponent…
*Michael Rose’s theme plays:
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MM: Coming down the aisle with Kerri Thompson, at 6 foot 4 inches, and weighing 262 pounds, from Las Vegas, Nevada: MICHAEL ROSE.
*Michael Rose and Kerri Thompson come out to the cheers of the crowd. Rose is wearing white short wrestling trunks, white elbow and knee pads, and white boots, all with a rose on them. Kerri is wearing her regular non-wrestling attire and has her arm wrapped around Michael’s. And, Rose is holding a rose bouquet. He sniffs it and throws some roses to the crowd. They eventually make it to the ring and slide under the bottom rope. In the ring, Rose makes his way to a corner, stands on the second turnbuckle, sniffs the rose bouquet, and blows a kiss to the crowd. Rose then hands the bouquet to Kerri, and she exits the ring.*
JK: I have to say. I’m surprised by the civility between Rose and Sorrow here.
TH: Well, I’m guessing they’re saving it for the match.
JK: Smart move. Save that energy for when it matters.
*The bell rings. Sorrow charges at Rose, but he slips past him. Sorrow goes after him again, but Rose slips by him again. Sorrow continues to go after Rose, but he keeps on slipping past him. Eventually, Sorrow gets Rose trapped in a corner. Rose tries slipping out, but Sorrow holds on to him. He throws Rose into the corner and starts punching and chopping Rose. He then pulls Rose out, picking him up into a gorilla press and dropping him onto the mat with a flapjack.*
JK: Well, Rose’s cowardice didn’t pay off.
TH: Cowardice? He was just running around, trying to wear Sorrow out.
JK: Bullcrap! He was running away, plain and simple.
TH: As usual, you don’t know what you’re talking about.
*Rose rolls to the outside. Sorrow follows. The ref starts counting.
1…Sorrow picks up Rose.
2…Sorrow whips Rose into the steel guardrail.
3…Sorrow then picks up Rose in a gorilla press.
4…Sorrow then throws Rose back into the ring through the top and second ropes.
Sorrow then climbs up to the top turnbuckle. He jumps off, hitting Rose with a flying clothesline. He then covers Rose.
1…
2…
Rose kicks out.*
TH: Baw Gawd! A flying clothesline from Sorrow.
JK: I’m amazed that didn’t put Rose away already!
TH: Well, Rose is tougher than he looks. It’s gonna take more than that to put Michael Rose away.
*Sorrow picks up Rose with a two-handed claw. However, Rose starts kicking the shit out of Sorrow’s leg. Sorrow keeps the hold locked on, but after several kicks, it becomes too much for him. He pushes Rose away, sending him to the mat. Rose gets up, and Sorrow charges at him, clotheslining him over the top rope. Sorrow quickly slides out of the ring, but Rose slides back in. He then runs to the opposite side, bounces off the ropes, charges across the ring, and hits Sorrow with a dropkick through the ropes as he tries to get back into the ring, knocking him off the apron. Rose quickly gets up, runs back to the opposite side, bounces off the ropes, runs across the ring, and jumps through the ropes with a suicide dive. However, Sorrow catches Rose. He puts Rose onto his shoulder and runs at the steel post. But, Rose slips off and pushes Sorrow into the post.*
TH: Rose slips off of Sorrow and sends him into the steel post instead.
JK: That Rose is a slippery snake—I’ll give him that.
*The ref has been counting, but Rose slips back into the ring to break the count. He moves onto the apron and runs off, hitting Sorrow in the head with a knee. Rose runs back into the ring. The ref starts counting again.
1…Sorrow is still on the floor.
2…Sorrow starts moving around.
3…Sorrow gets up onto his knees.
4…Sorrow moves over to the apron.
5…Sorrow takes a breather.
6…Sorrow pulls himself up.
7…Sorrow takes another breather.
8…Sorrow slips back into the ring.*
TH: Sorrow gets in at eight.
JK: I hate to admit, but that knee to the head was impressive. But, it wasn’t enough to stop Sorrow.
TH: He also requires a lot more effort to keep down.
*Rose runs at Sorrow and tries to hit him with a big boot, but Sorrow catches him and pushes him off. Rose rolls over as Sorrow gets up. He grabs Rose by the neck and picks him up for a chokeslam, but Rose slips out. However, Sorrow manages to grab his hair, gets his other arm under Rose, and puts Rose onto his shoulders. Sorrow then hits Rose with a backbreaker rack drop. He covers Rose again.
1…
2…
Rose kicks out.*
TH: Depression from Sorrow, but it’s still not enough to stop Rose.
JK: You have to give it up for Sorrow. Rose slipped out of that chokeslam, but he still held on to him.
*Sorrow picks up Rose, pushes him back into the ropes, and whips him across the ring. However, Rose suddenly dropkicks Sorrow’s leg, knocking him down to his knee. Rose gets up and starts kicking Sorrow in the chest. One good kick knocks Sorrow down, but he tries to get up. So, Rose kicks him again. Sorrow tries getting up, but Rose keeps on kicking him down. Rose then quickly pins Sorrow.
1…
2…
Sorrow pushes Rose off, throwing a good few feet onto the mat.*
JK: Outstanding! Sorrow just threw Rose off like he was a blanket!
TH: Those were some vicious kicks, but they couldn’t put Sorrow away in the slightest.
*Rose gets up and charges at Rose, but he grabs Rose by the throat and chokeslam him. He then picks up Rose and pushes him back into a corner. Sorrow charges at Rose, but he gets his boots up. Sorrow runs right into them and staggers back. Rose then climbs up to the second turnbuckle and jumps off, hitting Sorrow with a lungblower. He covers Sorrow again.
1…
2…
Sorrow pushes Rose off again.*
TH: Rose Thorn from the ropes.
JK: I can’t believe he was able to do that after that chokeslam.
TH: Well, roses are the toughest flowers.
JK: Really?
TH: I think so.
JK: I hope you don’t get any ideas about being a florist.
*Rose rolls to the outside. Kerri walks over to check on him when Sorrow walks over and pulls Rose up by his hair. This cause’s Rose to clip Kerri with his knee. She goes down, and Rose gets mad. He unleashes a flurry of kicks to Sorrow’s stomach and then drops down with a hangman to Sorrow. He staggers back as Rose checks on Kerri. She tells him that she’s okay, and Rose jumps onto the apron. He climbs up to the top turnbuckle and jumps off, but Sorrow catches him by his throat again. However, Rose unleashes another onslaught of kicks to his stomach. Then, he grabs Sorrow and amazingly picks him up and hits him with a sit-out inverted suplex slam. The crowd cheers at the move, but Rose is holding his back in a little pain.*
TH: I don’t believe it! Rose hit Sorrow with the Orange Rose!
JK: Yeah, but I think he hurt his back doing so.
TH: I think you’re right.
JK: That was a mistake. He shouldn’t have tried a grapple move on Sorrow, and it could cost him.
*Rose gets up and tries to pick up Sorrow, but he pushes Rose off, sending him flying hard into the turnbuckles. Sorrow then grabs Rose and hits him with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex. Rose sits up, holding his back. Sorrow picks up Rose and chokeslams him back into the corner. He then whips Rose across the ring to the opposite corner. Sorrow then charges at him with a splash, but Rose moves out of the way. Sorrow hits the corner as Rose runs to the ropes and bounces and charges at Sorrow. Sorrow goes for a clothesline, but Rose ducks. He hits the opposite ropes, but Sorrow turns around suddenly spears Rose viciously. He looks knocked out. Kerri looks worried. Sorrow pins Rose.
1…
2…
Rose kicks out.*
TH: Good Gawd! What a spear! His abdominal region must be hurting as bad as his back now.
JK: You just can’t get away from a planet as big as Sorrow.
TH: Amazingly, Rose kicked out.
*Sorrow gets up and picks up Rose, locking him in a bearhug. Rose screams out in pain. Sorrow shakes him a few times to wrench the pain. The ref asks Rose if he wants to give up, but he says, ‘No!’ Sorrow has the bearhug locked on for several minutes. But, Rose still won’t give up. He fights to stay alive. Kerri slaps the apron several times to cheer him on. Eventually, Rose starts punching at Sorrow to get him to let go, but he just shakes Rose to get him to stop. Then, Rose comes up with a brilliant plan. He grabs at Sorrow’s mask and starts to untie it from the back. The crowd cheers as it looks like we might see Sorrow’s face. Sorrow starts shaking Rose to get him to stop, but it doesn’t work. Suddenly, Sorrow throws Rose up, spins him around, and drops him to the mat with an inverted brainbuster. The crowd yells at that impressive transition. Sorrow quickly pins Rose.
1…
2…
Rose kicks out.*
TH: Sorrow will not let go of that bearhug.
JK: Rose has got to get out of that hold somehow.
TH: Looks like he will. He’s going after Sorrow’s mask.
JK: How dare he!? That’s a wrestling tradition.
TH: Well, Sorrow is gonna have to let go if he doesn’t want to be exposed.
JK: It’s victory versus anonymity.
TH: Well, he’s… Holy crap!
JK: I don’t believe it!
TH: Sorrow threw Rose up and dropped him to the mat with Chronic Depression.
JK: Impressive. He’s gonna win this.
TH: No, he’s not! Rose kicks out.
JK: That’s just as impressive. I thought this was over for sure.
*Sorrow ties his mask back up. He then runs to the ropes as Rose gets up. He charges Rose, but Rose surprises him with a Rose Thorn. Sorrow jumps up onto his knees. Rose then gets up, runs back to the ropes, bounces off of them, and hits Sorrow with a running STO. Rose then rolls Sorrow over onto his stomach. He then grabs his arms, flips over, and locks Sorrow into a cattle mutilation.*
TH: Rose Thorn out of nowhere! And, there’s the Red Rose!
JK: Somehow, Rose is coming back. I don’t know how, but he’s doing it.
TH: And now, he has Sorrow in the Scent Of A Rose!
*Rose has the move locked on tight. Sorrow struggles to get out. The ref asks him if he wants to give up, but he shakes his head no. Suddenly, Sorrow starts rocking back and forth. This goes on for a good while, with Rose not being able to stop him. Suddenly, Sorrow somehow manages to roll over onto of Rose. He picks up Rose, and Rose pushes him off. Sorrow runs to the ropes and bounces off of them. Rose charges at him, and Sorrow catches him in a Black Hole Slam. He pins Rose.
1…
2…
Rose kicks out.*
TH: I don’t believe it! Despair out of nowhere!
JK: He broke the hold and has knocked Rose out! Outstanding.
TH: And, Rose still kicked out.
JK: I don’t know how he does it.
*Sorrow picks up, clubbing him in the back with a few forearm shots. He then picks up Rose onto his shoulder. However, Kerri suddenly runs into the ring and pulls Rose off. Sorrow turns around and goes after the girl, but she suddenly dropkicks him in the crotch! The ref calls for the bell.*
MM: Here is your winner, by disqualification—SORROW!!!!
*The crowd boos.*
JK: Typical! Rose couldn’t win, so Kerri makes the save and goes low.
TH: She didn’t want to see her man get hurt. But, I don’t agree with her actions though.
*Kerri jumps onto Sorrow, punching him in the head several times. Suddenly, The Comedian runs down, still in his wrestling gear. He charges at Kerri, knocking her off of Sorrow with a vicious lariato.*
TH: Here comes the Comedian, and DEAR GAWD! What a Funny Bone!
JK: He knocked her out! And, rightfully so!
TH: Oh, c’mon! She may not have been in the right, but she didn’t deserve that!
*Suddenly, Rose attacks The Comedian. They fight in a corner, but the Comedian soon gets the upperhand. He pulls something from his tights. It’s a pair of handcuffs, and he’s locked one on Rose’s wrist, handcuffing him to the top rope.*
TH: Rose gets up and goes after Riggs.
JK: He looks pissed.
TH: As he should be. I mean… Wait a minute! He just handcuffed Rose to the top rope.
JK: Brilliant! Riggs is a genius.
*The Comedian pulls away and taunts at Rose. He slaps him a few times in the head. Rose tries to kick him, but Riggs pulls away. Suddenly, AmericAnt runs down. The crowd cheers. Riggs sees in and runs to intercept him. They fight near the guardrail. Suddenly, Riggs pulls out another pair of handcuffs and locks AmericAnt to the guardrail.*
TH: Here comes AmericAnt!
JK: Again! Someone else interfering in matters that don’t concern them!
TH: Riggs goes after him. They fight. And, I don’t believe it! More handcuffs!
JK: He’s handcuffed AmericAnt to the guardrail. Brilliant!
*Riggs taunts AmericAnt. He tries to pull himself free, but it doesn’t work. Suddenly, Riggs goes to the bottom of the ring and pulls out a chair. He blasts AmericAnt with it. He falls to his knees. Rose is also trying to free himself. The Comedian sees this, runs over, and blasts Rose with the chair as well.*
TH: Now, Riggs has a chair. And, he blasts AmericAnt with it.
JK: It looks like Riggs is winning the feud now. And, he blasts Rose with the chair as well.
*Riggs climbs up to the apron and pulls another pair of handcuffs from his tights. He handcuffs Rose’s other arm to the ropes. Sorrow gets up, sees Rose, and pounces on him. He punches Rose several times. Riggs then hands him the chair. Sorrow takes it and rams it into Rose’s abs.*
TH: Somebody stop this.
JK: This is what he deserves for having his girlfriend interfere.
*The ref tries to stop them, but Sorrow just throws him out of the ring. Riggs grabs Rose’s head and forces him to watch Sorrow pick up Kerri. He lifts her up and drops her violently to the mat with a jumping thunderfire powerbomb. The crowd boos loudly.*
JK: Ha ha! The Path To Sorrow!
TH: Someone, please stop this!
*Riggs then enters the ring and grabs the chair. Sorrow walks over to Rose, who is kicking and screaming. He punches Rose in the throat and grabs his head, forcing Rose to watch. Riggs lays the chair down on the mat. He then picks up Kerri, places her over the chair, and hits her with a cradle piledriver onto the chair. The boos get louder, and the audience starts throwing trash into the ring.*
JK: The Laugh Riot! On a chair! Okay, they may have gone too far!
TH: You think!
*Rose is livid, kicking and screaming. Riggs and Sorrow taunt him. Referees run down to check on
Kerri. More garbage is thrown as Riggs and Sorrow leave the ring.*
TH: That may be the most despicable act I’ve seen in FAWA!
JK: Well, it looks like Riggs has the upperhand now.
*Gus Richlen walks to the ring, takes a mic, and sits cross-legged in the middle of the ring. He glances up briefly, and the camera cuts to Hell In A Cell hanging over the ring. It cuts back to Richlen as he begins:*
There's an old saying that goes, "The more things change, the more they stay the same." For the longest time, I always thought that was a bunch of crap. But the past couple of weeks have proven otherwise. See, Seth, after all this time, you still think of yourself as "Uncle Seth" the Puppet Master. You still think you can manipulate everything to just how you want it. But the brutal reality is that's just no longer the case anymore.
*As he finishes the sentence, the Cell begins to lower:*
It was obvious when you fought the Pantheon, it was obvious when you formed The Fallen, and it is glaringly obvious now that your wife has forced you to step inside the Cell against me, just like you promised last year. The days of you controlling your fate and the fate of everyone else ended a long time ago, and yet you've spent the last couple of years refusing to accept that fact. And at no time will it become more obvious than at Gookermania, when the door is locked at the bell rings and you're trapped inside Hell In A Cell with your worst nightmare standing in front of you, and that is when it will finally dawn on you.
It will finally dawn on you that the past couple of years of mistakes are what will destroy you. I know, I know, you're going to argue that I can't beat you anymore, that I have to stoop to your level to beat you, all the same things you've said before, but let's be honest, I know for a fact that you don't believe a word that you're saying.
*The Cell finishes lowering around the ring:*
The fact is, I have beaten you before, and I didn't become you. I became something far greater than you. I have all the scars to prove it. But I throw all those past matches away, regardless the winner, and I looked into your eyes when Jessica essentially handed down your sentence, and all I saw was fear. Because you know that once I slam the door shut behind me, it's just a matter of time before I deliver the final blow. You know that when that bell sounds, the same monster that I unleashed against you two years ago at Night Of The Wrestling Zombies will be unleashed again, and this time, you will have nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.
You know that at Gookermania, inside Hell In A Cell, you cannot beat me, not with anything you have.
You no longer hold the strings, Seth.
And not only will I slam the door shut behind me once, I will do it twice.
The second time, I will leave you behind me, a broken, empty-handed shell of a man who finally realized that he no longer has control.
And I WILL be FAWA World Champion again.
And that, Seth....
*There is a pause as he waits for the fans to finish the catchphrase, then:*
Is a promise.
*He drops the mic and the Cell ascends back to the rafters as he gets up and walks away*
TH: What a very powerful promo by Gus Richlen and in my mind, I do believe he may have Seth’s number this time.
JK: All I heard was just talk. Yeah, Gus has beaten Seth before, but Seth has beaten Gus before as well and he hasn’t beaten him since 2013.
TH: Well, we’ll see when those two lock up in the locked up confines of the cell.
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Sept 7, 2014 9:58:50 GMT -5
Due to other stuff going on for me, no show this week. Next Saturday I will have a card for the last NiteRaw before Gookermania as it Gookermania will be at the final week of the month
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Sept 10, 2014 21:37:32 GMT -5
Alright, just to get this out of the way early. I will be announcing the card this Saturday for next week's show and if you don't have what you want to be on the show by next Wednesday, I'm doing without it.
Right now, I am planning a Pick Your Poison matches between Gus and Seth and Gus has told me who he is going to pick (PS it's not anyone who is normally on the roster) so talk to me if you want to be my choice or if you have any matches or segments for the show.
Remember, this is the final show before Gookermania so if you also want Gookermania matches, also PM me.
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Sept 13, 2014 17:38:34 GMT -5
Matches for next week's show
* Seth Drakin vs. Pick Your Poison Opponent * Gus Richlen vs. Pick Your Poison Opponent * Jeremy Dupoe in action
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Sept 17, 2014 20:53:46 GMT -5
*We open on The Breakfast Pack, minus Nick Britt, sitting at the catering area. They all have on their street clothes. Beth Graham is holding a book and reading aloud from it. The others seem disgusted by what she’s reading.*
Beth: What's funnier than a dead baby? *pause* A dead baby in a clown costume!
*The others don’t laugh.*
Beth: How do you make a dead baby float? *pause* Take your foot off of it's head.
Brandon: Please stop.
Beth: What's the difference between a dead baby and a trampoline? *pause* When you jump on a trampoline, you take your boots off.
Brandon: For the love of God, we don’t find these as funny as you do. So, PLEASE STOP!
Lauren: Yeah. These are like totally disgusting. I mean, gag me with a spoon. They make me feel like I wanna vomit.
Shaun: Seriously. They are not funny. And, they make me sad.
Beth: One more! What do you call a dead baby with no arms and no legs hanging on your wall? *pause* Art.
*Suddenly, Sorrow laughs from behind them. He walks on screen, wearing his street clothes.*
Brandon: Crying man. I didn’t think you were the laughing type.
Sorrow: Well, I do enjoy a dead baby joke every now and then.
Brandon: So, what can we do for you, Teardrop?
Sorrow: I’m here on behalf my employer, Mr. Riggs. He had a proposition for the five of you. Wait… Where’s the fifth one?
Brandon: Nick. He saw “Say Anything” again. So, I suspect that his ex-girlfriend, Sidney, is taking out a restraining order on him. But, nevermind that. We’ll fill him in. Of course, you gotta tell us what you need, Clydesdale.
Sorrow: Well, as you no doubt know, Mr. Riggs and I have a problem with Michael Rose. It now appears that we have the situation in hand, but we do have a bit of a pest problem.
Brandon: What do you mean?
Sorrow: Well, imagine our situation as a picnic. It going nicely. But, now we’ve seen an ant. And, the problem with ants is that you see one, then you see two, and then picnic is ruin.
Brandon: Sounds like you need some bug spray.
Sorrow: Exactly. And, Mr. Riggs figured that we’d need some heavy duty bug spray. None of that organic, environmentally friendly crap. We need the kind with poisonous chemicals with long names. The kind they use to make in a bygone era, if you know what I mean.
Brandon: The Seventies.
Sorrow: What?
Lauren: Yeah, that decade had like a lot of bogus crap that could totally kill.
Beth: Yeah, there were like lawn darts and clackers and shit. Dangerous.
Brandon: Don’t forget the Ford Pinto? That thing would blow up in your face.
Lauren: Thank God that decade is long past us. I mean…
Shaun: Dear God! Will you idiots shut up!? He did not mean the Seventies. He meant the Eighties. He was referring to us. He wants us to take out AmericAnt, you dolts.
Brandon, Lauren, and Beth: Oh!
Sorrow: Yes, that’s exactly what I meant. Mr. Riggs has plans for Rose and is too busy to take care of this Patriotic Pest who’s dare to stick his antlers into our business. So, he was thinking that he would outsource the task to you all.
Brandon: Okay, but why don’t you do it?
Sorrow: He needs my help. It appears that Michael has proven to be more weed than rose. Plus, I myself want to see his petals plucked and scattered to the floor. And, we can’t do that with a insect biting at our heels. So, will you help us?
Brandon: Well, it depends.
Sorrow: On what?
Brandon: What we will receive in return.
Sorrow: Well, for one, you will be getting your chance to compete.
Shaun: That is a good point. We have not had much luck getting booked.
Sorrow: And, he can pay you.
Lauren: Hello! I like moneys.
Brandon: Sounds interesting. But, where does Riggs get all this money?
Sorrow: Well, about a year ago, he got food poisoning from a Marriot in Fort Lauderdale. It seems the eggs they used for the omelet bar were a bit rotten. Naturally, he threatened lawsuit along with the other guests who got sick. And, Marriot settled outside of court. He got a healthy settlement.
Brandon: Well, what do you guys thing?
Shaun: I say do it.
Lauren: Yeah, let’s like go for it.
Brandon: What say you, Beth?
Beth: *pauses to think it over* Eh… what the hell?
Brandon: Well, I guess that settles it. We’ll do it.
Sorrow: I’ll tell him the good news. We’ll discuss payment later.
Brandon: Good. We’ll be seeing you, Sad Eyes.
*Sorrow leaves, but Beth stops him.*
Beth: Wait a second…
Sorrow: What is it?
Beth: Can I ask you something?
Sorrow: Go ahead.
Beth: What do you call a dead baby, a rat, 6 week old bread and a gherkin?
Sorrow: A Big Mac.
*They laugh.*
Brandon: Oh, God! I’m out.
*Brandon, Lauren, and Shaun leave. Beth and Sorrow continue laughing. And, we fade to black.*
NiteRaw Week 9
*Fireworks shoot out from the stage as the camera heads to “Gorilla” Tim Hoss & Jesse King.*
Tim Hoss: Welcome everyone to NiteRaw. We are live here at the Parts Unknown Arena. I’m your host “Gorilla” Tim Hoss and with me as always is my controversial partner, Jesse King.
Jesse King: And unlike the NFL, when we beat people down, we don’t get suspended for it.
TH: Will you stop? The NFL has enough trouble as it is without us piling on with taunts.
JK: No, I will not stop. I will call it as I see it.
TH: Well, you saw before the show that Sorrow I guess has something planned for AmericAnt involving the Breakfast Pack.
JK: Well, they do need to make an impact here to get matches so why not?
TH: Well, tonight we will have the return of the former General Manager here, Jermey Dupoe.
JK: A man who if it wasn’t for that David McLaren, he would still be our great boss. Speaking of which, I haven’t seen that guy in a while. Not since he lost to our former Interforums Champion Scott Martin, who also disappeared.
TH: We will also have a press conference from The Comedian over what happened last show with Comedy & Tragedy assaulting Sherri.
JK: I’m sure this is a forced apology. And why should he apologize? Sherri entered the ring and when that happens, she was partially responsible for whatever happens to you.
TH: We also will have two Pick Your Poison Matches as our current boss Jessica Drakin has decreed that both the world champion Seth Drakin and the #1 contender Gus Richlen will face opponents chosen by their Gookermania opponent.
JK: And knowing Seth, his poison will be a lot more potent than whatever that punk Gus has.
*AmericAnt standing around backstage getting some water from a water cooler. Suddenly, Lauren Jamison walks up to him. She is wearing a skimpy school girl's outfit. Lauren seductively wraps her arm around his shoulders.*
Lauren: Hi there.
AmericAnt: Hello.
*Lauren then walks past him and to the soda machine next to the water cooler. She puts some change in and pushes a button. Once the soda drops down, she bends over seductively, sticking her butt out for AmericAnt to see. She then slowly stands up.*
Lauren: Oh man. It is like so hot in here.
*She starts to run the cold soda over her neckline, moving down to her cleavage.*
Lauren: Man, are you hot? Because, I'm hot, don't you think?
AmericAnt: That's surprising because I don't think it's that hot in here and I'm in a mask and suit. But if you truly are hot, there is some air conditioning over that way.
*AmericAnt points in the opposite direction.*
Lauren: Um... Okay... So... Um... Would you like some soda? I just love how cool and refreshing it is going down my throat.
*She opens the soda and drinks it, letting a drop drip down her chin and onto her cleavage.*
Lauren: Boy, that really hit the spot. Wouldn't you agree?
AmericAnt: Not really...
*Seth goes to the machine and gets a Gatorade*
AmericAnt: Just worked out so I need something that will actually hydrate me.
Lauren: Oh yeah.
*She grabs his arms and rubs them seductively.*
Lauren: Yeah. You're a big guy. Oooh... So, big and strong... You must work out a lot... I mean, you got such big arms... Such big legs... Such big antennas... Hmmm... So, what do you do with those antennas?
AmericAnt: Oh, these antennas, they are there to basically show that sense things. Like the fact that you are obviously hitting on me and despite me trying to give you nice hints that I am not interested, you still persist. Sorry, I have a girlfriend.
*AmericAnt goes to leave, but stops.*
AmericAnt: Oh and you might want to have a talk with the cameraman—he seems to be having a fixation with zooming in on your cleavage.
Lauren: Wait... So... um... Your girlfriend... Is she an open-minded kind of gal?
*AmericAnt just walks away. Once he’s gone, Lauren angrily throws down the soda. Just then, Beth Graham shows up. She has on her regular street clothes.*
Beth: So, how did it go?
Lauren: Terrible. He wasn’t interested at all!
Beth: Really? But, you look hot. Hell, I’m feeling a little something.
Lauren: Easy girl!
Beth: *sarcastically* I’ll try to contain myself. So… Um… Is he gay?
Lauren: Whoa! Homophobic much!
Beth: Hey! It could be a possibility!
Lauren: True, but I doubt it. He said he had a girlfriend.
Beth: Okay, I guess we move on. Shaun thinks he has a way to get to the Patriotic Pest.
Lauren: Well, it better work. Because, I gave him my best stuff.
Beth: I can see.
Lauren: Hey, I don’t swing that way.
Beth: God, it was just a joke.
*They walk off, and we go back to commentary*
JK: What the heck is wrong with AmericAnt? She was totally into him.
TH: Jesse, did you not see the last few minutes. The Breakfast Pack were messing with him.
JK: Doesn’t matter, I still question AA’s masculinity for passing on her.
TH: He has a girlfriend. And you are a pervert.
Mayor Great Botchsuke is set to face the returning Jeremy Dupoe
JK: I hope we have enough medical staff for Botchsuke, I got some bad vibes about this match,Hoss.
*Black fog begins to pour over the stage and ramp filling the ringside area in a cloak of darkness as the occasional flame jet shoot out of the stage, after a few moments Jeremy Dupoe raises out of the miasma and begins his slow march toward the ring as a ice cold fear induced hush washes over the crowd.*
MM: and the opponent, from Arkham, Mass. "The Avatar of Chaos" Jeremy Dupoe.
JK: Avatar of Chaos? I thought he was the Envoy of Chaos.
TH:I overheard him giving...some sort of sermon backstage, he said something about ascending to a higher state of being.
JK: I-I don't like the sound of that Hoss, this is a man that was determined to end the world last time we saw him, the mans depraved and absolutely insane, I don't want to know what a "Ascended" Jeremy Dupoe is capable of.
*Jeremy Dupoe begins to circle the ring kicking fog along as he stalks Botchsuke. A full minute passes before Dupoe suddenly launches him self in the ring and elbows Botchsuke in the face with an almost inhuman speed as the bell rings*
TH:And it begins as Botchsuke has been absolutely leveled by a vicious elbow by Dupoe and Botchsuke is bleeding right through his mask
*The ref starts to check on Botchsuke but Dupoe throws the ref off him to start beating on him some more as the ref calls for the bell.*
MM: The winner of this match as the result of a disqualification, Mayor Great Botchsuke
TH:I don't think Dupoe intends on stopping, hell im not sure if he intended to win at all
*Dupoe begins to toss Botchsuke around with various grapples, Samoan drops, suplexs, etc. before he drags the unconscious body over to the announce table, trainers, security, refs and others begin to pour out of the back to try and stop Dupoe*
Dupoe: This will make a suitable alter
JK: What did he just say,Hoss?
TH: I think he said move or be moved King.
*Dupoe Begins to tear the announce table apart, tearing the cover off, tossing the monitors aside before placing his foot on top of it.*
JK:What the hell is this guy planning?
*Dupoe grabs Botchsuke by the throat and lifts him high over his head.* TH: NO DON'T DO THIS DUPOE HES A POLITICAL FIGURE, HE HAS A FAMILY AND A CITY TO RUN DON'T DO THIS
*The pleading of the announcers as well as the ref and people from the back fall on death ears as Dupoe Slams Botchsuke on to his knee for a brutal Chokeslam Backbreaker through the announce table.*
TH/JK/several people from the back/the crowd:HOLY ****
*Dupoe begins cackling as he grabs a mic and begins to walk away from the carnage*
Dupoe:BEHOLD, the first of many sacrifices to almighty Azothoth. For you see while I was gone I beheld the Mountain of Madness and climbed to its peak, that is where I met the great god of chaos who asked me to be his avatar, to spread chaos and destruction as I see fit. Tonight that spread begins for I am the creeping death of the FAWA, I am the Monster that eats away at your dreams, I AM THE AVATAR OF CHAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOS
*Dupoes words echo throughout the arena* Jeremy Dupoe
*We open on a locker room. AmericAnt is tying up his boots. Just then, Shaun Clark walks in, dressed like Buckaroo Banzai. He walks over to AmericAnt.*
Shaun: Hello there, comrade.
AmericAnt: Hello.
Shaun: You know, I find it interesting that the current geopolitical climate is similar to that of the Eighties. By that, I mean we have trouble in the Middle East, Americans being kidnapped, Israel at war with neighboring Arab states, brutal dictators fighting with revolutionaries, and high tensions between America and Russia. It’s funny how these things work out, you know. The more things change, the more they stay the same, don’t you think?
AmericAnt: Maybe... But I tend to stay away from the political stuff. I'm a wrestler, nothing more...
Shaun: Really? *chuckles* You know, I was just watching this new show, The Americans. I do not really like new TV, but this show takes place in the Eighties. And, it is very good. It's about Russian spies pretending to be American. And, with these tensions with Russia and the fact that a few years ago has me thinking that maybe old Joseph McCarthy was not wrong about Communists hiding in America. And, you know what I think? I think you doth protest too much.
AmericAnt: Protest? About what?
Shaun: I will be the ones asking the questions here! Now, Mr. Ant, you claim to be an American. So tell me... Where is your birth certificate!?
AmericAnt: Really? You really want to see my birth certificate? Last I checked, the only time that mattered is if you are running for president and last I checked, I'm not running for Commander in Chief. So what point would it be to see my birth certificate. I am an American citizen, I was born here, I was raised by my grandparents because my mother died giving birth to me and my father, well he was never there, and as far as I am concerned with you, that is all I need to say.
Shaun: Hmmm... Nice speech. Did not even sound rehearsed! Good work, comrade. So, tell me, comrade. How good are you at American history?
AmericAnt: Let's see.....well, I never went to college, but I was excellent at history in High School and seeing as my grandparents took me to historical places all the time, I can say I know my American History.
Shaun: Okay, comrade! So, tell me! What was the first battle of the American Revolution?
AmericAnt: Well there were two battles that started on the same day. The Battles of Lexington & Concord.
Shaun: Who was the sixteenth president?
AmericAnt: Easy one, "Honest Abe" Abraham Lincoln.
Shaun: What is the 4th Amendment to the Constitution?
AmericAnt: That prohibits unreasonable search and seizures.
Shaun: What are the three branches of the American government?
AmericAnt: Legislative, Executive, & Judicial.....what is the point of these questions again?
Shaun: The point is to determine just how American you are. Now, who are the four presidents on Mount Rushmore?
AmericAnt: Are you serious with this? George Washington, Abraham Lincoln, Theodore Roosevelt, and Thomas Jefferson. Now I got a question for you, what city is the Pentagon located in?
Shaun: Whoa! Hold on just a minute there, comrade! I am the one who is asking the questions here! My Patriotism is not in doubt! But, if you must know, it is in Arlington, Virginia. Now, what was the first state admitted to the Union?
AmericAnt: Delaware was the first state and it is nicknamed the first state so that. And I think you questioning someone's patriotism makes you yourself unpatriotic.
Shaun: Well, I think questioning my questioning of your patriotism makes you a communist!
AmericAnt: Wow.....communist, am I going to have to go Red Dawn on your sorry ass.
Shaun: Dear God! You and your comrades are invading! You came here to scout for Putin, didn’t you? Well, I got news for you, Ruskie! I know quite a few Wolverines, if you know what I mean!
AmericAnt: I should have expected you to come up with that, but you have it all wrong. Right now, by invading my personal space and not leaving when I have given you plenty of chances to do so, you are Russia and I am the Wolverines here.
Shaun: You just have an answer for everything, don’t you? They taught you well in the Kremlin. Old Papa Joe gave you a good lesson on subterfuge.
AmericAnt: I have no idea who this Papa Joe is you are speaking of. But I remember earlier your friend Laura bothering me and now you seem to be bothering me too. So let's get to the point, what do you Brat Pack rejects want with me?
Shaun: To expose you for the Commie Pinko Bastard that you are!
AmericAnt: No, that's a bunch of crap and you know it. Like I said to Lauren, these antennas can sense things. So why don't you stop lying and tell the truth.
Shaun: Oh, you want the truth! Well, guess what!? You can’t handle the truth!
AmericAnt: You just quoted a 90s movie. I thought you were only into stuff from the 80s.
Shaun: I am not the one on trial here!
AmericAnt: I am not on trial here either so maybe you should leave before you look like a bigger idiot than you already are.
Shaun: Oh, I’m not going anywhere, Gorbachev.
*AmericAnt grabs Shaun and throws him out of his locker room. Shaun then walks away until he runs into Lauren Jamison, wearing a nice pink dress.*
Lauren: So, how did it go?
Shaun: Very well. I have him in the palm of my hands.
Lauren: Great! So, he’s all crazy and stuff.
Shaun: Not yet. But, I have planted the seeds. After I am done with him, I will have him believing he is a Russian spy.
Lauren: But, how long will that like take?
Shaun: Depends. This is a very inexact science. It could be several months or a few years.
Lauren: Years!? Shaun, we have to get results soon! We can’t wait for years!
Shaun: Well, I do not know what to tell you.
Lauren: Oh, great! I guess we’ll have to let Nick have a turn.
Shaun: What is he going to do?
Lauren: I don’t know, but he totally won’t take freakin’ years to do it.
Shaun: Whatever. But, I still say I can get this guy to think he’s Russian.
Lauren: Yeah, yeah, yeah…
*They walk off, and we head to the commentary desk.*
TH: Well, it seems once again, the Brat Pack is messing with AmericAnt.
JK: I always have been suspicious of that “AmericAnt” and now I am more suspicious.
TH: Once again, Jesse has forgotten the last few minutes where it is clear they are messing with him.
Time for our next match
*The bell rings.*
Michael Muffer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.
*Gus Richlen’s music plays: *
MM: Introducing first, coming to the ring accompanied by Shaelin Marie O'Hara, at 5 foot 9 inches, weighing in at 198 pounds, from Peshtigo, Wisconsin—“THE PREDATOR” GUS RICHLEN!
*Richlen walks through the lower crowd tunnel UFC-style, accompanied by Shaelin Marie O'Hara and several police officers. He has on black and emerald MMA shorts (with actual sponsors!), black MMA gloves, black workboots, his "PREDATOR NATION" t-shirt, and a TAPOUT ball cap. He then goes over the barricade with Shaelin and sends the hat and shirt to the crowd before entering the ring. Shaelin gives him a kiss, and he slides into the ring.
TH: Gus Richlen look to fight tonight.
JK: But, he doesn’t know who he’s fighting. So, he’s at a big disadvantage.
TH: Well, I’m certainly interested to see whom Seth Drakin chose to fight him.
JK: I’m sure Gus is as well.
MM: And, his opponent…
*Michael Hayden’s music plays: *
MM: Coming to the ring, at 6 feet 2 inches, weighing in at 192 pounds, from Santa Monica Boulevard in Hollywood, CA—“HOLLYWOOD’S OWN” MICHAEL HAYDEN!
*The arena flashes blue and white as the opening sounds of "Gimmie Shelter" ring out. As the lyrics kick in, Michael Hayden emerges, his head turned to the side as he looks over the captive crowd. He makes his way to the ring typically focusing more on the audience than the opponent. As he gets to the ring, Hayden slides into the ring before going to the nearest turnbuckle, hands outstretched as he tilts his head back. After a few seconds, Hayden lowers his arms and looks out into the crowd before hopping off. Hayden then sits cross-legged, either looking at Richlen.
TH: Well, this is a surprise!
JK: You’re telling me! I can’t wait for this match now!
*The bell rings. Hayden jumps up, and they circle one another. They tie up, but Richlen soon moves behind Hayden, wrapping his arms around Hayden’s stomach. Hayden starts elbowing Richlen in the head. So, Richlen goes for a German suplex. However, Hayden manages to land on his feet. He goes for a Russian leg sweep, but Richlen stops him with a stiff punch to the face. Hayden staggers back into a corner. Richlen turns around and charges at Hayden, but he gets his feet up. Richlen runs right into them and staggers back. Hayden then charges at Richlen, hitting him with a corkscrew dropkick. He goes for a pin.*
1…
2…
*Richlen kicks out.*
TH: Michael Hayden comes out strong, but that corkscrew dropkick wasn’t enough to put Gus Richlen away.
JK: He’s been caught off-guard because of this surprise opponent.
TH: I wouldn’t count Richlen out yet. The match has just begun.
JK: Yeah, but I think Hayden may have Richlen’s number here.
*Hayden gets up and picks up Richlen. Richlen suddenly surprises Hayden with a reverse STO. He rolls over onto Hayden and hits him with some MMA-style ground-and-pound. Hayden tries to block the punches, but Richlen is merciless with him. Eventually, Hayden manages to roll out of the way of a punch. Richlen hits the mat hard, his arm shooting up in pain. This allows Hayden to push Richlen off of him. Both men get up, and Hayden kicks Richlen in the gut. He quickly locks Richlen into a hammerlock and then hits him with a Devil Lock DDT, holding onto the hammerlock.*
TH: Hayden gets out of that MMA ground-and-pound, and there’s the Paparazzi Plunge.
JK: Hayden still has that hammerlock on Richlen, which is smart. After he punched the mat hard, Hayden should focus on that arm and not let up.
TH: Especially considering how hard Richlen can hit.
JK: Exactly.
*Hayden moves around behind Richlen, still holding onto the hammerlock. He tries to push Richlen down onto the mat, but Richlen manages to stop him. After a minute or so of struggling, Richlen manages to push himself off the mat and gets onto his feet. Hayden still has the hammerlock on and soon starts slapping Richlen in the back of the head. This just fires up Richlen, and he starts to move around the ring, taking Hayden with him. His walk starts moving into a run, taking Hayden with him. Hayden tries to stop it, but Richlen is running faster and faster around the ring. After several goes around the ring, Richlen suddenly drops down, sending Hayden flying through the first and second ropes and to the floor, breaking the hold. Richlen gets up and climbs to the top turnbuckle, dropping down onto Hayden with a double axe handle.*
TH: Richlen gets out of the hammerlock and takes to the skies with a double axe handle.
JK: Smart. Change up the game plan and take it outside. Richlen may pull off the upset.
*The ref starts counting.*
1…*Richlen punches Hayden as he picks him up.*
2…*Richlen shoves Hayden into the steel guardrail.*
3…*Richlen punches Hayden a few more times.*
4…*Richlen whips Hayden into the ring apron.*
5…*Hayden bounces off the apron, and Richlen punches him in the back. This sends Hayden back into the ring. Richlen follows.*
*Richlen stomps on Hayden a few times and then picks him up. He pushes Hayden back into the ropes and whips him across the ring. Richlen charges at Hayden with a clothesline, but Hayden ducks it. Richlen turns around, and Hayden hits him with a Pele kick. Richlen doesn’t go down, so Hayden runs to the ropes, bounces off of them, and hits Richlen with a single led dropkick. Richlen falls to his knees, and Hayden runs to the ropes, bounces off of them, and hits Richlen with a sliding single leg dropkick. This knocks Richlen down, and Hayden goes for a pin.*
1…
2…
*Richlen kicks out.*
TH: Richlen is back in control, but Hayden ducks a clothesline. And, RONALDO!! RONALDO DOS!! RONALDO TRÉS!! And, Hayden has… No, he hasn’t!
JK: How did that not put Richlen away?
TH: Well, he is one tough nut to crack, King.
*Hayden punches Richlen a few times and then picks him up. However, Richlen suddenly surprises Hayden with a Samoan drop. Richlen gets up and runs to the ropes. Hayden gets up onto his knees, and Richlen hits him with a jumping roundhouse kick to the head. Hayden falls to the mat, but Richlen picks Hayden up onto his shoulder. He then walks to a corner and then hits Hayden with a running Oklahoma powerslam. He goes for a pin.*
1…
2…
*Hayden kicks out.*
TH: Richlen regains control, but he can’t put Hayden away.
JK: I still say that Richlen is suffering from not knowing he’d be facing Hayden. If he knew, then he could have put Hayden away earlier.
*Richlen picks up Hayden and whips him into a corner. However, Hayden manages to stop himself from hitting the turnbuckles. Richlen charges at him, but Hayden with a spinning back fist, followed by a right hook. He staggers back, and Hayden hits him with a stiff palm strike. He then hits Richlen with a double palm strike and poses as Richlen falls to his knees. Hayden runs at Richlen and hits him with step-up Yakuza kick, finally knocking Richlen down.*
TH: Richlen throws Hayden into a corner, but he counters with the Kana-kazie. And, there’s the Shotei, the Double Shotei, and the Falcon Kick puts Richlen down!
JK: See! This just proves my point! Hayden knew he’d be fighting Richlen! He came prepared! Richlen did not! And, it’s gonna cost him!
*Hayden jumps up and lands on Richlen with a double stomp to the chest. He does it again. He goes for a third, but Richlen rolls out of the way. However, Hayden goes for a pendulum elbow and hits Richlen in the back of the head. He then goes for a pin.*
1…
2…
*Richlen kicks out, but Hayden gets up with another pendulum elbow. He goes for another pin.*
1…
2…
*Richlen kicks out again, but Hayden gets up and hits a third pendulum elbow. He pins Richlen again.*
1…
2…
*Richlen kicks out. Hayden slaps the mat in frustration.*
TH: Welcome To The Gaslamp! And, another! And, another! But, none of them put Richlen away!
JK: Hayden needs to be careful! If he gets frustrated, he could mess up, and Richlen will pounce.
*Hayden gets up and stomps on Richlen a few times. He then runs to the opposite ropes and bounces off of them. He charges at Richlen, but Richlen charges at him and hits Hayden with a running back body drop. Hayden gets up and charges at Richlen, but he catches Hayden in a flapjack, dropping him onto the top rope. Richlen grabs the top ropes and pulls it toward him, throwing Hayden off the rope. Richlen then charges at Hayden as he gets up. But, Hayden suddenly jumps onto the ropes and blasts Richlen with a Showtime kick, knocking him down.*
JK: Ha ha! A Showtime kick dedicated to Gus Richlen! I love it when Hayden uses his opponent’s move against him!
TH: Just when it seemed that Richlen was back into the match, Hayden stops his momentum again.
*Hayden picks up Richlen and drops him back to the mat with a Russian leg sweep. He then quickly rolls it over into a Lightning Lock Beta. Hayden has the move locked on tight. Richlen struggles to get out of it. After a few minutes, Richlen comes up with an idea to get out of the hold. He reaches over and grabs Hayden’s left leg, pushing it out from under him. Hayden falls down, causing him to let go of the hold.*
TH: Amazingly! Richlen got out of the Lightning Lock Beta!
JK: I have to give him credit for the clever way he did it. Just pull Hayden’s leg out from under him. Simple but effective. And, he didn’t have to fight his way out.
*Richlen gets up, but Hayden grabs him from behind and hits him with a half-and-half suplex. He goes for the pin.*
1…
2…
*Richlen kicks out.*
TH: The Omega-Plex, but Richlen kicks out again!
JK: Richlen is tough, but I don’t know if he can last longer, especially if Hayden is pulling out the big guns.
*Hayden slaps the mat in frustration. He then picks up Richlen, puts him onto his shoulders, and hit him with a fireman’s carry double knee gutbuster. He goes for another pin.*
1…
2…
*Richlen kicks out. Hayden slaps the mat in frustration.*
TH: There’s The God Complex, but it still can’t put Richlen away.
JK: Hayden’s getting frustrated again. He needs to keep that anger in check.
*Hayden gets up and argues with the ref. Hayden then goes to the top turnbuckle. He jumps off with the Warrior’s Way double stomp. He goes for another pin.*
1…
2…
*Richlen kicks out. Hayden slaps the mat in frustration.*
TH: Bob-oms Away! But, it still doesn’t put Richlen away!
JK: Hayden looks like he’s getting desparate!
*Hayden gets up and argues with the ref, who tells him that it was 2. He turns around and is surprised with a spinebuster with 306 rotation on heel. Richlen stays on him for a pin.*
1…
2…
*Hayden kicks out.*
TH: Carnosel! Out of nowhere!
JK: I knew it! Hayden let his anger get the better of him, and it cost him.
*Both men get up. Richlen punches Hayden back into the ropes and then whips him across the ring. Richlen charges at Hayden with a clothesline, but Hayden ducks it. They hit the ropes again and bounce off of them, charging at one another. But, Richlen wins out with a headscissor takedown, sending Hayden onto the second rope. Richlen then runs to a corner, jumps onto the turnbuckle, and jumps off with a leg drop. Hayden bounces up and falls back to the middle of the ring.*
TH: And, just like that, Richlen is back in the game.
JK: Hayden screwed up, and Richlen is capitalizing on it!
*Richlen gets back into the ring. He waits for Hayden to get up. He does, and Richlen hits him with an enziguiri followed in mid-air by a spinning heel kick to the back of Hayden’s head. Richlen covers Hayden.*
1…
2…
*Hayden kicks out.*
TH: Richlenziguiri! But, it doesn’t get the win!
JK: It’s gonna take more than that to put Michael Hayden away.
*Richlen gets up and picks up Hayden, who surprises him with a knee to the gut. Hayden then whips Richlen to a corner. As he charges at Hayden, Richlen runs up the turnbuckles, kickflips at the tope, and hits Hayden with a moonsault. He stays on Hayden for a pin.*
1…
2…
*Hayden kicks out.*
TH: Montanasault! But, he still can’t put Hayden away.
JK: Hayden needs to regain the momentum because he’s showing that he can pull off the victory.
*Richlen picks up Hayden and whips him into a corner. Hayden hits the turnbuckles, and Richlen charges at him with a jumping leg lariat. Richlen then pulls Hayden out and hits him with a sitout shoulder jawbreaker. He then pins Hayden.*
1…
2…
*Hayden kicks out.*
TH: Dark Lasso! And, the Shaelin Street Cutter! 1… 2… Hayden still kicks out!
JK: He is tough! But, I don’t know how much longer he can last.
*Richlen gets up and picks up Hayden. He whips Hayden to the ropes, but Hayden goes for another Showtime Kick. However, Richlen ducks. He then runs to the turnbuckles and jumps off with a Showtime Kick of his own, knocking Hayden all the way to the ropes. Hayden is out. Richlen pins him.*
1…
2…
*Hayden grabs the bottom rope.*
JK: Uh oh! Looks like another Showtime Kick dedicated to Gus Richlen!
TH: No way! Richlen ducks! And, there’s the original Showtime Kick!
JK: Really!? Anthony Pettis is in the ring!
TH: Richlen has this one… Wait a minute! Hayden grabbed the rope!
JK: Amazing.
*Richlen gets up thinking he’s won. But, the ref informs him that that isn’t so. Meanwhile, Hayden rolls out of the ring. He starts crawling away. The ref sees him and goes for a count. Richlen tries to exit the ring, but the ref stops him so that he can do the 10 count.*
1…
2…
3…*Hayden gets up.*
4…
5…*Hayden starts to go back to the ring.*
6…*Hayden then turns to the entranceway.*
7…*Hayden walks away.*
8…*Hayden keeps on walking. Richlen yells at him to come back.*
9…*Hayden mockingly claps at Richlen.*
10!
*The bell rings.*
MM: The winner of this match via countout…..”The Predator” Gus Richlen!!
Gus Richlen’s music plays:
TH: What is the meaning of this!?
JK: I guess Hayden felt he had enough!
TH: Dammit! Hayden is just walking away like a coward!
JK: No! He’s running away to fight another day!
TH: I can’t believe this is how the match is gonna end!
JK: Why! Richlen wins either way!
TH: I have just been told that the press conference for The Comedian is ready.
*We open on a press room with a long table with microphones and glasses and pitchers of water. In front of the table is a large banner with the FAWA logo on it. Suddenly, “The Comedian” Bobby Riggs walks in, wearing a nice business suit. Camera flashes go off as he walks to table and sits down in the middle. He pulls out a pair of glasses and some paper from his jacket. He puts on the glasses and pours himself a glass of water. He takes a sip and then grabs the paper.*
Comedian: After my actions last week, I feel that an apology is due. So… *clears throat and starts reading* I would like to apologize. Last week, I attacked Kerri Thompson in a manner that has incapacitated her for the foreseeable future. These actions were so horrible that many have felt that an apology was due. So, to Kerri Thompson, Michael Rose, AmericAnt, all the children who were psychologically scarred, and anyone who felt offended by what I did… I’m sorry…. That I am not sorry. I don’t feel bad what I did at all. And, I know that you are due an apology, it sure as hell ain’t gonna happen. So, *sarcastically* sorry!
*He crumples up the paper and throws it away. Then, he takes off the glasses and takes another sip of water.*
Comedian: That’s right. I’m not sorry at all. You see, I’m glad I did what I did. I know it wasn’t moral, but in the immortal words of Elaine Paige from the musical Chess, which really needs to be adapted to a movie ASAP!—Everybody’s playing the game/But nobody’s rules are the same. These are words I live by, because my rules are so very different from everyone else. You see, some people make the rules, some break the rules, some follow the rules, and some don’t give a f*** about the rules and just knock the whole board game over. I’m that last person, and anyone who’s played Monopoly with me should know that. Anyway, since I’m not giving an apology, I will hand out an explanation. This thing between Michael Rose and me has gotten stale. I mean, he attacks me. I attack him. We fight and bite. Fight and bite and fight. Fight, fight, fight. Bite, bite, bite. Just one big Itchy And Scratchy Show. It’s like a World War I trench battle, one big stalemate. Something had to be done to bring about an ending. And, since I knew Michael didn’t have the balls to take that drastic matter, I took the initiative. I knew he had one weak point—Kerri. Take her out, and he’ll either crumble like a cookie or charge at you like a bull. Either way, I’m sure to get my desired result. Which is why I’m here. You see, I’m not just here to explain my actions for last week. I’m also here to offer Michael a challenge. It appears that FAWA is not big enough for the both of us. So, let’s take of that with the time honored wrestling tradition of the Loser Leaves Town Match. But, with a twist. I’m challenging you, Michael, to a Loser Leaves Town On An Ice Cream Truck Match. It’s simple. To win, you just throw your opponent into an ice cream truck; and it drives away with the loser. Of course, the sprinkles on this vanilla ice cream is that there are no count outs or disqualifications. Just you and me beating the living crap out of one another. So, I’ve thrown that out there. And, all we have to do is wait for…
*Suddenly, Michael Rose comes running into the room. He jumps over the table and takes down Riggs. They beat the crap out of one another as security comes in to pull them apart. Then, we fade to black.*
JK: Well, that happened…
TH: But the big news is that at Gookermania, we will have a *sigh* Loser Leaves Town On An Ice Cream Truck Match between The Comedian and Michael Rose.
*We open on AmericAnt lifting weights in a gym. As he’s doing so, Nick Britt walks up to him. He has on a Chicago Bears shirt and cut off jean shorts.*
Nick: What’s up, dude?
AmericAnt: Another one of you guys. What do you want?
Nick: Hey, man! I'm just here to work out. You know, work on my pecs, my lats, my delts, my biceps and triceps, my calves, my abs. I wanna get shredded. I wanna look like Juliened salad. Know what I mean?
AmericAnt: Yeah, I know what you mean. Just have been bothered by two of your stablemates and just learned from Gus that I wouldn't be his choice against Seth Drakin so sorry if I'm a bit upset.
Nick: Hey! Don't mind me! I'm just here to work out.
*He walks away but stops and turns back.*
Nick: Though... I was wondering something about you.
AmericAnt: What's that?
Nick: Well, they say that ants can lift ten times your own weight. And, I was just wondering how strong you are.
AmericAnt: Well, I am pretty strong.
Nick: Yeah, but how strong? I mean, what do you bench-press?
AmericAnt: Well, I don't bench press as much as I can pick up because you don't do what you can pick up. Bench pressing is about doing what you are comfortable in doing, because if you do more, you might have issues in getting tired.
So I like to keep about 500 lbs., which is the usual.
Nick: Whoa! Impressive! So… How many can you do?
AmericAnt: You know, considering how many I do with 500 lbs., I never bothered to count. I just did enough until I was tired.
Nick: Really? Well, I always count. I once got up to 500, one for each pound.
AmericAnt: Well, that also works as well.
Nick: What is that supposed to mean?
AmericAnt: Means nothing...people do work out different ways. Heck, my grandfather was hell to work out with. He would work me on weekends until I was in pain for hours and sometimes even days. Then for some reason, he wouldn't be in pain and would tell me to quit complaining. That's how I learned to be as strong as I am.
Nick: Oh, I get it! You think you're better than me! Just because your granddad was a hardass doesn't make you better than me!
AmericAnt: Whoa, whoa, whoa.....I wasn't saying that at all. I'm just saying there is no one perfect way to work out. Your way works for you and my way works for me. I'm sure my way wouldn't work for you and your way wouldn't work for me.
Nick: Oh! You don’t think I can lift 500 pounds 500 times! You are such a jerk!
AmericAnt: No, you are a guy who jumps to conclusions and puts words in people's mouths. Well, I am done here so you can do whatever the hell you want. I'm leaving...
Nick: Yeah, you’re leaving alright! Leaving this area to spot me! I’m gonna prove to you that I can do it! 500 pounds, 500 times! Right here! Right now!
AmericAnt: Fine, I'll spot you.
*AmericAnt puts the weights down, and they walk over to the barbell bench. They both walk over the weights and put on enough until they have 500 pounds on the barbell. Nick sits down and positions himself under the barbell. He then grabs the barbell and pushes it up. He holds the barbell and then lowers it to his chest.*
Nick: 1… *does another rep* 2… *does another rep* 3… *does another rep, struggling a little* 4… *does another rep, struggling more* 5… *does another rep, struggling even more* 6… *does another rep, struggling to keep the barbell up, sweat seeping out of every pore of his body* 7… *does another rep, his arms shaking profusely* 8… *does another rep, his face beat red, drenched in sweat, struggling to do it* 9… *does another rep, looking like he’s about to have a heart attack 10…
*Nick lifts the barbell up, but his arms give out. The barbell falls onto his neck. He starts choking. AmericAnt lifts the barbell up and puts it back. Nick sits up, coughing up a lung.*
AmericAnt: You okay? You might want to go to the trainer's room to get that checked out.
Nick: *coughing* I’m okay. *coughing*
AmericAnt: You just got a 500 lbs. barbell hit you in the throat. This is not something even I tough out.
*AmericAnt starts to yell*
AmericAnt: GET A DOCTOR IN HERE!!!!
Nick: *coughing* I’m fine. *coughing*
AmericAnt: Nonsense....
*A doctor comes in.*
AmericAnt: This guy had a barbell carrying 500 lbs. fall on his throat.
*The doctor immediately goes to check on Nick, despite Nick's annoyance*
AmericAnt: Look, I got to go. Hopefully this doctor will help you.
*AmericAnt leaves.*
TH: AmericAnt did the right thing there. 500 lbs. to the throat is almost hospital worthy.
JK: I have nothing to say about this.
TH: I guess that’s as much of an agreement you are going to get from him today.
MM: The following is a Pick Your Poison Match scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring, the FAWA World Champion, Seth Drakin!
TH: We know Seth has picked an opponent for the man he faces at Gookermania inside Hell In A Cell, but one has to wonder what Richlen has in store for the champion tonight! JK: If it's like anything else Richlen does, it will just be a complete and utter failure, just like him!
*Drakin hands the belt to Lloyd McFloyd and waits....*
TH: WAIT A MINUTE! COULD IT BE?!
MM: And his opponent, representing Predator Nation, from Menominee, Michigan, weighing in at 229 pounds, Marshall Wesley Coventry!
JK: He can't do that! He can't do that! Coventry doesn't work here anymore! TH: There's no rule saying who Richlen can and cannot pick, King! And how fitting is it that Drakin has to survive the brother of the man who is dead-set on being World Champion again at Gookermania!
*Drakin is in absolute shock as MWC, whose hair is a lot shorter than the last time he was in FAWA, races down to the ring. As Coventry slides in, Drakin rushes forward but runs right into a wicked lariat! McFloyd quickly calls for the bell and gets out of the way as Drakin scrambles to his feet, only to get nailed by a flurry of punches and a series of elbows to the face. Drakin goes down and rolls out of the ring, but MWC follows him out and tosses him into the ringpost before throwing him back in! Drakin scrambles to his feet again and tries to catch Coventry with a dropkick as he slides in, but Coventry dodges and drops him with an inverted hip toss!
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Drakin kicks out and rolls out as fast as he can before Coventry can react, so MWC follows him out, only to suddenly get a drop toe hold into the steps! The champ slides back in as MWC tries to shake out the cobwebs, but then Drakin exits again and dropkicks him as he gets to his feet! He then picks Coventry up and throws him in under the bottom rope. Coventry starts to try to get back up but he gets dropped again with a DDT!
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Coventry kicks out, but Drakin stomps repeatedly on his knee before leg dropping him!
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MWC kicks out again so Drakin starts to pull him up into an abdominal stretch, but MWC shoves him into the ropes and goes for another lariat, only for Drakin to sidestep, kick him in the gut, scoop him up, and drop him with an Oklahoma Slam!
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MWC kicks out again!
Trying to keep his calm, Drakin starts to pull Coventry up again and is sent flying with a sudden dragon whip! He scrambles back up, but a lariat drops him again! Coventry limps over and pulls him up into a shoulder gutbuster!
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Now it's Drakin's turn to kick out, but Coventry starts pulling him up only to get rolled into a small package!
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MWC reverses it into a small package of his own!
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2!
Drakin breaks out, and as MWC gets up he gets swiftly clotheslined! Coventry starts to get back up, but Drakin drags him up into a belly-to-back suplex!
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MWC kicks out, so Drakin starts to pull him up again, but Coventry drops him to the middle turnbuckle! Drakin quickly clears the cobwebs and gets back up, but he turns right into a throat thrust before MWC picks him up and drops him on the top turnbuckle with Snake Eyes followed by the Platinum Card!*
TH: MWC has been holding strong against Seth Drakin so far, and it looks like he may just strike a huge blow in his brother's favor!
*Only problem is Snake Eyes caused the top turnbuckle to fall off, and McFloyd goes to reattach it. As he does, MWC grabs Drakin by the throat with both hands only to get blasted by Bad Blood as he lifts Drakin for the Disorder! Coventry lets go, blinded, and Drakin takes advantage with a kick to the gut followed by hopping on board and delivering Tale's End!!!!
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MM: Here is your winner, the FAWA World Champion, Seth Drakin!
JK: And Drakin proves superior to Gus in fighting the poison because he at least pinned his opponent.
TH: Are you kidding me? Seth had to cheat to win in this complete fraud!! He needed to blind the man!!!
JK: Ref didn’t see it so it’s all legal to me.
TH: *sigh* Goodnight folks and see you at Gookermania VII.
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Sept 17, 2014 21:12:29 GMT -5
Alright guys, I got a question.
Do you want to do Gookermania next week or in two weeks? Because this is the final show before hand.
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