Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 2, 2008 21:27:11 GMT -5
*Toom E Dangerosly makes his way to the ring after the Bloodhound Gang leaves the stage. He has a sack in his hand & drops the sack down to the ground. He grabs a microphone & begins to talk.*
Welcome all to No Rest For the Wicked. There is something I wish to clear the air of before we begin, as I do not wish to take up much time. In this bag is something that has held prestige & honor amongst those here in EWT. In this bag is a title that, at first, I did not openly accept. But due to you, the fans, requesting this title made official, I forced the EWT Toolshed Championship to drop it's 24-7 Rules & become an Official Extreme Wrestlecrap Threaderation Championship. And this belt has been held by many men with the honor it dignifies...Ultimo Chocula. Paul Podanski. Joe Ragnal. Sigma. Shane Malone.
But sadly, this belt does not have a full line of honor, being held by the likes of Sum Guy...Terri...Dr. Insane-o...& John Valentine!
Yes, you heard correct...John Valentine has no honor as an EWT Champion. If he did, he would have defended the title more often....he hasn't! His last defense was over a month ago! If he was an honorable champion, he would have showed up here tonight...he didn't!
And that is why today, I am stripping John Valentine of the EWT Toolshed Championship!! And I am suspending John Valentine indefinetly due to his actions that are unbecoming of a champion!
As for the championship...who will be the new champion? That's a good question. When will I decide on this? That's another question to be answered another day, for you fans came to see something John Valentine is not doing today.....WRESTLING!!!
*Toom E drops the microphone & grabs the Toolshed Championship...leaving the ring for our opening contest.*
Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 2, 2008 21:27:48 GMT -5
"It's Tiffany, Bitch..."
*Tiffany walks out onto the stage, not in the mood for any sexy dancing tonight. It's all about getting even with Team Ireland, despite the fact her opponent has a 110lbs weight advantage. Tiffany still soldiers forth seeking revenge on Liam's behalf.*
Toni "T.G." Garcya: The following contest will determine the #1 Contender for the EWT GND title & is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, weighing in at 118lbs, from Los Angeles, California... TIFFANY!
J.R.: That's a brave young woman right there, Mick. Foley: But you have to consider what was she thinking when she requested this match? J.R.: She's doing this out of love for Liam O'Neill. Foley: If she really loves Liam, she wouldn't have issued the challenge for this match.
*Tiff gives a slight wave to her fans & drops to do the splits in the middle of the ring. For a change, the crowd are actually behind her tonight.*
*Cruachan's "Brown Bull of Cooley" starts up & Maeve enters with Coach O'Hare closely behind her. Maeve flexes her impressive biceps at the top of the ramp as the Green, White & Gold pyro goes off behind her. Tiffany watches nervously from the ring.*
"T.G.": And her opponent, representing Team Ireland, being accompanied by Coach O'Hare, weighing in at 229lbs, from Derry City, Northern Ireland... MAEVE... O~HARE!
J.R.: This pair make me sick. Mick, I know you've taken some beatings in your day, but even you have to admit that what they did to Liam O'Neill was disturbing. Foley: The O'Hare family seem to have no conscience. All the Coach cares about is getting Team Ireland to the top of EWT. All Maeve cares about is helping him to do so. If that means savage beatings to the competition, so be it.
*Maeve walks down to the ring, leaning over to talk to her daddy. She slides into the ring & flexes her arms once more as the crowd shower the ring with boos. Tiffany looks at her opponent a little bit scared. Being this close to Maeve, she realizes just what she has let herself in for.*
*Tiffany shakes her hands a little to loosen up her wrists. She prepares to lock up with Maeve. Tiffany lunges at Maeve. Maeve obliterates Tiff with a clothesline.*
Foley: Not the greatest start to things for Tiffany. J.R.: Bah Gawd! That could've taken the young lady's head off!
*Tiffany has trouble standing again, she holds her jaw as she sits back up. Maeve grabs Tiff from the sitting position & yanks her back up to a standing position again. Maeve grabs Tiffany's arm & wraps it 'round her throat. She's going for the "Cooley Cattle Drive" already. Tiff manages to slip out before Maeve locks in the Cobra Clutch, but keeps a hold of Maeve's hand. She slides under Maeve's legs & seems to be aiming for a Pumphandle Slam. Tiff is nowhere near strong enough to heft Maeve up for the move & can't manage to budge her opponent. Tiff tries & tries, but there's no shifting Maeve. Tiff walks away holding her back in pain.*
J.R.: This is insane. There's no way Tiffany can possibly handle Maeve!
*Maeve catches Tiff & places her in a Pumphandle position as a look of fear crosses Tiffany's face. Maeve throws Tiff back overhead with an impressive Pumphandle Suplex. The power of the move combined with the fact that Tiffany weighs so little means that Tiffany is damn near thrown right out of the ring. She lands near the ropes & rolls right out of the ring. Tiff uses the opportunity to catch her breath somewhat.*
Foley: This might be the smartest thing for Tiffany. if she can use her speed to stay two steps ahead of Maeve & allow Maeve to simply wear herself out she might have a chance.
*Maeve absorbs the jeers of the crowd for a moment & heads outside to nab Tiffany. As soon as Maeve exits the ring, Tiff starts running. Tiffany trips over her own feet & Maeve drags her up. Maeve whips Tiffany into the security-railing.*
Foley: or maybe she's too clumsy to even do THAT!
*Tiffany crashes into the rail back first. She doesn't even have time to groan in pain before Maeve lifts her overhead & drops her, stomach-first, onto the railing. Tiffany lies slumped over the rail & Maeve lifts her off & whips her into the ring steps. Tiff crashes into the ring steps & goes tumbling over them. Tiffany can do nothing but weep as Maeve rolls her back into the ring & her father hands her a chair. The ref admonishes Maeve for bringing the chair in. Maeve drops the referee with a massive clothesline & goes down on one knee, setting the chair across the other.*
J.R.: She just knocked out the damn referee! This obviously doesn't bode well for Tiffany!
*She lifts Tiffany up in the air with one arm & slams her down on the chair across her knee. Tiffany cries in pain & Maeve drops her.*
J.R.:... Foley:... J.R.: BAH GAWD! SHE... SHE MUST'VE JUST BROKEN HER BACK!!!
*Maeve drags the barely conscious Tiffany towards a corner & sets her up on the top rope. Maeve climbs the turnbuckles & hooks both of Tiffany's arms. Maeve leaps backwards & drives Tiff into the mat with the "Celtic Tiger Bomb".*
J.R.: BAH GAWD! THAT'S ENOUGH! YOU'VE MADE YOUR DAMN POINT!
*Maeve lifts Tiffany, who at this point is mostly dead weight & locks her in a Body Scissors. Tiff doesn't move an inch. Maeve also locks in a Dragon Sleeper, not that it makes much difference: Tiffany is already unconscious. Another referee comes running down to the ring. At that, Maeve releases the hold.*
Foley: And now another ref shows up she lets her go. Maeve obviously wants to drag out the humiliation of Tiffany for as long as she can.
*Maeve picks Tiffany back up again & gives her a series of backbreakers before hurling her across the ring with a Fall-Away Slam. Maeve picks Tiffany up again & hits her with a "Cooley Cattle Drive"... & another... & another. Tiff is clearly gone by this point, but Maeve isn't letting up. She hits Tiff with a final "Driver Bomb", but doesn't go for a cover.*
J.R.: This is all really unnecessary. I... I don't feel comfortable watching this.
*She hefts Tiffany up into a Torture Rack & cranks the pressure on Tiffany's back. The ref can't even get close enough to check on Tiffany. Maeve pulls & pulls on Tiff until her left foot is almost touching the back of her head. With that display over, Maeve lifts Tiff right overhead with a Gorilla Press & slams her down across her knee again. Maeve slaps Tiffany until Tiff looks up again. Tiff is barely hanging onto consciousness. Maeve presses Tiffany right over her head again & hurls her out of the ring with such force that Tiffany goes flying & crashes through the announcers' table.*
J.R.: BAH GAWD! RIGHT HERE IN FRONT OF US! Foley: Reminds me of the time I was shoved off the Hell in a Cell!
*The crowd are silent as Tiffany lies unmoving in the splintered wreckage of the table. Maeve exits the ring & wanders over to the broken form of Tiffany. J.R. & Foley move uneasily back as Maeve approaches. She lifts Tiffany out of the remains of the table & Powerbombs her right on the concrete floor.*
J.R.: That young lady is in dire need of some medical help. Her spine must be shattered!
*Maeve whips Tiffany into a ring-post from the outside. Tiff slumps against it & Maeve repeatedly slams Tiffany's head against it until Tiff's eyes are beginning to swell shut & she's bleeding profusely. The crowd are beginning to grow more & more uncomfortable. Maeve rolls Tiffany back inside the ring & climbs to the top rope. Maeve hits a Big Splash on Tiffany & stays on her for the cover...*
*Not quite. Maeve yanks Tiffany's shoulders off the mat & indicates that she doesn't want to finish the match that way.*
J.R.: OH FOR THE LOVE OF GAWD! Just let it end already!
*Maeve drags Tiffany to the ropes & uses the top & middle ropes to tie Tiffany up. Tiffany seems completely out so she's not even resisting. Maeve hauls off & decks Tiffany with a huge punch that knocks a few teeth loose... & another... & another. Maeve unties Tiffany & allows her to drop to the mat face-first. A small pool of blood drips from Tiffany's face onto the mat.*
Foley: Even as a guy who's seen & been in more hardcore matches than I can remember, this is one of the sickest displays I've ever seen!
*Maeve drags Tiffany up once more as Coach O'Hare cheers her on. Maeve then wraps her arms around Tiffany & squeezes as hard as she can.*
J.R.: Does this really need to continue? The O'Hare's have made whatever point they wanted to make, surely! Foley: This is about more than just crushing Tiffany. They want to send a message to Liam O'Neill as well.
*Maeve is crushing Tiffany in her powerful arms. There's absolutely nothing Tiffany can do to stop it. The referee approaches as Maeve squeezes tighter & tighter. Blood trickles out from Tiffany's mouth as Maeve tightens her grip. The referee checks Tiffany's arm. It drops once... twice... three times!*
*After the bell rings, Maeve slams Tiff to the mat with a massive Spinebuster. "The Brown Bull of Cooley" plays again & O'Hare enters the ring to raise his daughter's hand.*
"T.G.": Here is your winner... MAEVE O~HARE!
J.R.: Mercifully it's over. Foley: From the looks of things, it'll be a while before Tiffany appears in EWT again.
*Maeve drops down to her knees, a leg resting on each of Tiffany's arms & O'Hare does a mock 3-count on Tiff as Maeve flexes her arms again. The crowd shower the father & daughter team with boos of disgust & outrage as the Irish duo laugh it up.*
J.R.: Mocked, beaten, humiliated! Maeve O'Hare has proven why she may be the most sadistic member of Team ireland here tonight. Foley: And look at them J.R., they're proud of what they've done tonight! J.R.: I hope someone gives that Coach O'Hare what's coming to him. He's long overdue some punishment!
*The Coach holds the ropes open for his daughter as she exits. He waves the Tricolour high in the air & she strikes another pose on the way up the ramp. The crowd continue to boo them & pelt them with rubbish as they exit & EMTs come rushing to the ring to help Tiffany.*
J.R.: Finally, we've got some medical personnel down here. Folks, we'll have to take a brief break from the action while Tiffany is tended to.
*Cut to a promo for "EWT: Bleeps, Bloopers & Bungles" DVD*
Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 2, 2008 21:28:31 GMT -5
As the last bout ends the new bout gets underway and it is for the Tri-State Championship Title
JIM ROSS: Everyone that last match was an excellent display, but now it's time for a match that I think will fall towards a more barbaric style.
MICK FOLEY: Your not wrong JR, In all my time I have never seen someone as brutal as this Bad Man, he reminds me of back in the old WCW where I teamed with Abdullah the Butcher!
The glow of the lights switches to a murky orange and brown as a evil music of pain and suffering begins.
ANNOUNCER: Introducing first the challenger ... he weighs in at over 500 pounds and hails from the darkest alleyway of your neighborhood. He is the Bad Man!
Out from the back waddles the immense bulging body that is The Bad Man. He sneers, his yellow cracked teeth trying to escape his mouth. The Fans boo as he climbs the steps and enters the ring, he heads to the far corner and waits for his opponent.
MICK FOLEY: Remember now we haven't seen Virus in a longtime, I hope he knows what he is getting into facing this sadist.
JIM ROSS: Fans, this won't be pretty.
A more enthusiastic lighting display goes on as we hear ... 'PREPARE TO BE INFECTED! shout out of the speakers before 'Purify' by Lacuna Coil hits. The crowd cheers
ANNOUNCER: His opponent ... he weighs in at 290 pounds and is the current EWT Tri-State Champion ... Virus!!!
Out from the back walks the EWT Tri-State Champion virus, decked out in his red trench coat he points to the fans and then at his opponent. He heads to the ring and climbs one of the turnbuckles for the crowd. He hops down, now keeping his eyes on his opponent.
JIM ROSS: What do you think Virus has to do here Mick?
MICK FOLEY: Well if your Virus, you have to be wondering how you will tackle the Bad Man. The Bad Mans unique size makes it nearly impossible even for a 6ft 10 man to really lift him up. As we know Virus relies a lot on big suplex or powerbomb type moves so if he's smart he'll change his style here.
JIM ROSS: and The Bad Man?
MICK FOLEY: I don't think he has a plan JR, just to cause pain.
Virus removes his trench coat as The Bad man paces back and forth on his side of the ring. Hearing the bell the two men look across at each other and then go to meet in the middle of the ring. They lock up and try to vie for leverage, Virus begins to make progress but The Bad Man drops the lock up and bites Virus in the face instead. Virus batters the bulbous man off and holds his nose as The Bad Man licks his lips. The bad man doesn't waste time though and charges into Virus taking them to the corner and crushing Virus. Virus tries to get out of there but gets a poke to the eye. The Bad Man now in control starts using his immense belly to thrust back and forth in to the corner knocking the wind out of Virus. The Bad backs off after about 5 of these and as Virus stumbles out of the corner he levels him with a clothesline, the bad man covers ...
Virus kicks out and rolls to the ropes, Bad Man follows but gets a kick to the face as Virus gets back to his feet. Bad man shakes off the kick and lunges forward. Virus ready throws a punch and then another connecting with that gnarled head. Virus continues with the crowd willing him on, assuming The Bad Man is dazed enough virus runs to the ropes and back and nails the Bad Man with a shoulderblock. The Bad man doesn't go down.
JIM ROSS: It's like running into a tree The Bad Man is too btoom heavy to be moved like that.
Virus unable to hear Jim Ross on commentary tries again but has no luck. The Bad Man is a lot less dazed and is enjoying this futile attack, he watches as Virus roars to get the crowd on side and using the ropes goes for a P..OUNCE!!!!
MICK FOLEY: GORE GORE GOR ... No wait I mean POUNCE POUNCE !!!
JIM ROSS: erm .. Mick it didn't work.
Indeed, in the ring Virus is now face down on the mat as the Pounce attempt failed with Virus just bouncing off the man of flab. The Bad man slaps his large jelly like frame and then lurches forward with a splash to the back of Virus, crushing the champion. The Bad Man rolls Virus over and covers ...
Virus barely kicks out of this and finds the Bad man on top of him raining down savage little punches to his face. Virus catches one of the punches and counters with a headbutt. The Bad Man takes it with no effect and grabs Virus by the head and returns the headbutt. Virus holds his head in pain from the skull to skull connection. The Bad Man laughs his rasping fetid laugh and gets to his feet grabbing Virus by the arms and dragging him to the corner, the Bad Man climbs the to the 2nd turnbuckle ...
JIM ROSS: Shades of Yokozuna hear Mick.
MICK FOLEY: BANZAI!!!
The Bad man leaps off but Virus rolls ot the outside and avoids the Banzai Drop. He then grabs one of Bad Mans legs and pulls it out and swings it against the metal post. The Bad Man clutches his leg but Virus is unreleneting and does it again. Virus now in control for the first time re-enters the ring. He drops an elbow on the Bad Man and then begins to work on the leg starting with a few stomps and then a leg lock. The Bad Man tries to fight Virus off but he can't seem to get him to let go, Virus ends the leg lock himself and as the Bad Man tries to get up Virus nails him with a thunderous running kick to the face!
MICK FOLEY: Oooh ... I felt that one JR
JIM ROSS: I think the Bad Man did too ... as he is Busted Wide Open!
The Bad Mans cranium is bleeding now, Virus meanwhile isn't concerned about the blood and nails The Bad Man with a neckbreaker and goes for a cover.
The Bad Man kicks out as Virus stays with him and pounds on him with a few shots before trying a suplex.
JIM ROSS: I don't think this will work.
MICK FOLEY: If anyone in EWT can lift up the Bad Man for a Suplex then I would put money on Virus being the man to do it, he is all power JR.
Virsu hooks the arm over and lifts, Bad mans feet leave the floor but it's too much and The Bad man knows it. Virus drops him and staggers back holding his back in pain. the Bad Man still favoring his good leg doesn't let an opprtunity like this pass and lunges forward with a diving headbutt to the midsection. Virus grunts as he is winded while The Bad man licks some of the blood away that drips down onto his mouth, he seemingly enjoying the flavor.
MICK FOLEY: Do you like it rare JR?
JIM ROSS: I'm al l for Barbeque Mick as you know, bu thats just nasty.
The Bad Man grins as he clobbers Virus in the back with a few blows and then brings him between his legs. He pulls Virus up and plants him in the centre of the ring with a piledriver.
MICK FOLEY: No hammer time JR?
JIM ROSS: Don't tempt this mad man Mick.
MICK FOLEY: That's Bad Man, see!
Mick is referring to the Bad Man trying to choke the life out of Virus instead of pinning him. The referee makes a DQ count ...
The Bad Man releases Virus and covers.
No Virus just kicked out and rolls ot the outside, The Bad Man follows and slams his head into the ring apron and then throws him back in his head hanging off that painful apron. The Bad Man sensing a real opportunity here climbs onto the apron and walks across and stands over Virus's head. Bad Man loosk down, blood splats onto Virus face.
JIM ROSS: He wouldn't!
MICK FOLEY: He would.
The Bad man steps off the apron clearly looking to break a neck by having his enormous backside crush the head of Virus. Virus moves out of the way as the Bad Man misses and remains standing outside the ring. He turns around and rolls back into the ring only to recieve a big boot to the skull twirling the Bad Man on his feet but he is still standing. Virus calls to the fans running on adrenaline now and motions for a slam. He grabs the Bad man and lifts him up and ...
MICK FOLEY: He did it!!!
Bodyslams the Bad man. Virus raises his hands in success and covers ... no wait The Bad man wasn't taken out by that slam! Bayanhongor Fracture Clasp!!! From a lying down position The Bad Man has applied the brutal hold.
MICK FOLEY: Mongonlian Strong men taught the Bad man this move JR, It is known to dislocalte arms from shoulders!!
JIM ROSS: Bawhh Gawdd is there no escape?
Virus has no where to go as The Badman rolls over and lifts Virus up into a standing postions the move now locked in properly. Virus is fading here ... the pain unbearable .. the referee asks if he has had enough. Virus shakes his head as the face of The Bad Man watches his every painful grimace. Virus headbutts The Bad Man, but it has little effect on the sadistic Bad man who again returns the favor! and then continues butting him in the face. Virus battered by the headbutts and unable to free himself from the Bayanhongor Fracture Clasp nods to the referee.
The Bell Rings
ANNOUNCER: Your winner by submission ... and a NEW EWT Tri-State Champion!! ... THE BAD MAN!!!
AS the evil music plays the Bad man hurls Virus to the canvas and takes the Tri-State Title. He cluthces it tightly, blood drips off his face onto the belt as he nods slowly.
JIM ROSS: God help the men who will be brave or foolish enough tot challenge the Bad man for that belt Mick.
MICK FOLEY: That Tri-State title history has seen women, virgins, cowboys and the near undead all contorl that belt, but now it's in the hands of a sickeningly foul pain loving sadist ... It could be there for a very long time.
The Bad Man raises the belt with one hand, who knows what people will have to do to pry it from him!
(Cut to commerical for the 'NO Rest for the Wicked' sponsor)
Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 2, 2008 21:29:14 GMT -5
We return to the ring to find the ring announcer standing by with a microphone.*
ANNOUNCER: Ladies & Gentlemen it is my pleasure to announce to you the next match, which is for the GND Divison title
*The crowd begins to take interest*
ANNOUNCER: Introducing first ... she hails from parts unkown ... it is Vile!
*“Goodbye Blood and Rose” plays, as from out of the back comes Vile. The crowd reaction is mixed in there opinion*
JIM ROSS: Well that reaction isn't suprising Mick, I mean neither combatant has been knonw fo rhtere popular personality
MICK FOLEY: Right again JR, I suspect d'Zee will be getting the same treatment from this crowd, right here in EWT!
JIM ROSS: A cheap pop on commentary, good lord where is Lawler when I need him.
*As 'Ghetto Bird' by Ice Cube filters out around the arena, the audience immeadiatly reacts with anohter mixed reaction. D'Zee comes out dressed in her usual jeans and simple dark coloured top with hoody. The GND title hanging around her waist.*
ANNOUNCER: Her opponent and GND Champion ... hialing from the mean streets of New York, D'Zee!
*D'Zee enters the ring and holds the title up as Vile watches from her side of the ring. The ref takes the belt away and signals fot the bell to ring*
Vile and D'Zee approach and begin with a tie up but D'Zee is in a sour attitude and elbows Vile in the face. Vile not one to be battered by such a move throws an elbow back and instead of fluid wrestlign we have a brawl to start with. Vile counters a punch and armdrags D'Zee over applying an armbar, but D'Zee is near the roeps and it is broken up. Vile gets up and takes a sucker punch from D'Zee. D'Zee whips Vile into he corner and then charges after her unleashing a nasty clothesline. Vile slumps down to the ground as D'zee follows up with a few knees ot he head
*The crowd begins a vile and D'Zee chant*
D'Zee barely takes any heed of the fans and goes ofr a DDT, but Vile counters out of it with northern lights suplex pinning mover.
D'Zee kicks out but only gets a forearm to the face for her trouble.
MICK FOLEY: A year in the boxing ring has probably left D'Zee used to that kind of punch JR.
Vile lifts up her opponent and quickly hits a couple of snap suplexes. D'Zee stunned tries to catch her breath but Vile is not one for being unrelenting and slams her knee into knee into D'Zee's back. D'Zee staggers to her feet only to be hit with a missile dropkick from an airborne Vile! cover.
D'Zee manages to get a foot on the ropes. Vile complains to the referee for this giving D'Zee some time to recover. Vile goes back to D'Zee but gets caught by surprise with a swift takedown. D'Zee using this change in leverage applies a inverted necklock. She then tries to suplex Vile but gets blocked, vile goes for the suplex but D'Zee flips out of it and plants Vile with a reverse DDT, cover ...
D'Zee looks angry that Vile even got so much as a shoulder up and mounts her UFC style to punch her, she proceeds to clobber Vile in the back of the head with closed fists! The referee tries to stop this but D'Zee merely threatens him instead!
JIM ROSS: So much for the wrestling in this one Mick
MICK FOLEY: I think we are about to see some good old fashioned brawling here.
The referee is forced to use the 5-count as D'Zee hammers away on Vile.
1 .. 2 .. 3 .. 4 ..
D'Zee stops leaving Vile up mess. Vile struggles to stand but gets taken down with a running facebuster! ... cover
Vile kicks out and then counters the hair grab with a roll up ...
D'Zee kicks out and both women roll to there feet. neither look happy and after a dodged side kick from Vile we have an exchange of punches, which leads to them rolling out of the ring t the floor. Neither looks like they will finish this brutal battering. vile ducks under a haymaker of a shot from D'Zee who punches the ringpost instead. D'Zee cries out in pain.
MICK FOLEY: Could be a broken hand there JR
JIM ROSS: That's real steel folks.
Vile seeing the possible injury kicks D'Zees feet from under her and then stomps on the injured right hand.
3 ... 4 ... 5 ....
D'Zee seems to be in agony as Vile continues to stomp on the hand, and then rests it on the steel steel and kicks it.
... 9 .... 10!
*The referee has reached the ten count and calls for the bell, vile stops stomping on D'Zees hand and protest the 10 count*
ANNOUNCER: This match has been ruled a double count out
As if to answer this announcement D'Zee lunges at Vile with a tackle bringing her face first to the floor outside. D'Zee quickly places her legs around Viles neck and twists back with her upper body! ... Ghetto Neck Snap!! ... Vile's neck begins to contort in a sinister fashion, but D'Zee has to release the hold as it is causing intense pain to her right hand. both women lie on the floor outside facing the rampway, both in different forms of agony. This confrontation is far from settled, D'Zee may have a broken her right hand and Vile may have injured her neck thanks to that Ghetto Neck Snap.
(cut to Mr. Big plugging 'Live and let Die' on Blue-Ray for the PPV.)
Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 2, 2008 21:29:47 GMT -5
Jim Ross: Folks, we've got one helluva slobber knocker lined up next for you!
Mick Foley: Right you are, JR, the Hensley/Foe saga shall come to an end tonight!
Lillian Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is an Anything Goes match, and it is for the EWT Ox Division Championship!
"Hit Em High, Hit Em Low" gears up.
Hit em Hit em Hit em Hit em Hit em Hit em Hit em Hit em Hit em Hit em Hit em Hit em Hit em Hit em Hit em Hit em Hit em
Hardcore Hensley steps out onto the stage, his belt hung around his neck. He's decked out in a black toboggan, XXXL white t-shirt, sagging black jean shorts with an unseen black leather belt over his boxers, white tube socks, and brown hiking boots.
Garcia: Making his way to the ring, he is the champ. From Richmond, Virginia, weighing in at two hundred and fifty-two pounds, Hardcore Hensley!
JR: This is a side of Hensley we haven't seen in quite a while.
Foley: He's finally realized the lengths he's gonna have to go to if he wishes to exterminate Poe Moe Foe.
As Hensley heads for the ring, he hangs his head. He's completely focused. Suddenly, while slapping hands with a few select fans, he is yanked against the guardrail. A man pulls him into the crowd, and begins stomping a mud hole into him. As cameras move in, the man is revealed to be, of course, Foe.
JR: Well, it's nice to see to they at least waiting that long!
Foley: Yeah, I figured they'd just come out brawling, but this works!
The bell rings as Hardcore Hensley fights back, kicking Poe Moe Foe away long enough to get back on his feet. Just as Hensley gets to his feet, Foe strikes hard with some brass knuckles. Hensley begins to bleed from the mouth but uses his title belt to halt Foe's momentum. He shoves the Ox Division belt into the referee's hands before suplexing Foe onto the guard rail. Hensley follows that up with a clothesline, with Foe hitting the aisle with a vicious thud.
JR: Ouch, Hensley's hitting hard early here.
Foley: Oh, the violence is just beginning, JR!
Foe is momentarily dazed, but shakes it off quickly. Hensley grabs his opponent by the hair and drags him back into the crowd, ready to brawl some more. Foe counters Hensley's assaults with a low blow to the groin, which is only enhanced by a pair of brass knuckles. With Hensley doubled over, Foe rams and rakes the champion's face over the guardrail. With the champion at his mercy, Foe takes Hensley into the crowd. The many EWT fans in the arena obscure some of the action, but the fight between Foe and Hensley is surprisingly balanced. The two trade fists and even some chair shots!
JR: These men are beating the hell out of each other!
Foley: Don't say that, JR. I'm starting to think Hensley was right, one of these men may end up in hell before tomorrow!
Hensley gains the upper hand with a few brutal chair shots to the head but he takes a moment to garner to taunt. His fans love it but it gives Foe time to recuperate. Hensley gets ready to smack Foe's skull with a chair but the challenger pulls out a stapler. One devastating low blow drops the champion! Hensley falls to the ground but Foe is just getting started on the brutality.
JR: I think Foe's found his target area.
Foley: And that's the last one Hensley would've preferred.
Foe regains his momentum with acts of violence that would qualify as a felony. Still brandishing the stapler, he steals a fan's sign (that says "F*** POE MOE FOE") and attempts to staple it to Hensley's forehead! He has some difficulty doing so and eventually gives up on it. In a moment of sheer disgust, Foe tries using Hensley's own blood to smear over the word f***. He doesn't get very far as Hensley decks Foe before ramming him head-first into a nearby barricade. Foe tries to fight Hensley by brandishing a knife but fails. Instead, Hensley takes the knife and uses it to blade Foe! Both men are bleeding severely as they continue to brawl with each other.
JR: They're killing each other...
Foley: Exactly what they said they wanted to do...
The display of carnage thins the crowd. It's also left the announcers speechless. With two psychopaths who hate each other, none of them want to get hurt. Foe leads Hensley up some stairs before straddling him on the guard rail. In retaliation for Hensley's move from earlier, Foe lands a similar clothesline. Hensley's body smacks against the stairs with a sickening impact. Blood drips from both men as Foe leads Hensley through the crowd and over towards the entrance ramp. He tosses him over the guardrail before going towards a barrel. The barrel is labeled "Property of Poe Moe Foe".
JR: Oh God.
Foley: Can you even begin to imagine what's in there!
Foe reaches into the barrel and pulls out some light tubes. He cracks one over Hensley's head before setting up a table. As Hensley gets up, Foe cracks another light tube over his head and places Hensley over a table. He climbs up the stage and when he finally reaches the top, flips Hensley a pair of double birds before jumping! Foe crashes into Hensley and both go through the table. Both men are down long enough to justify the referee starting the 10 count. However, he doesn't get to 9 as both Hensley and Foe are up. Both are bloodied up and barely standing but don't want to give this match up to the other.
JR: I've never seen so much blood.
Foley: Wow, I thought I was bad.
They stumble towards one another, and open up with rights. Their trade picks up, and Hensley gains the advantage. He sends Foe back tumbling over his own barrel. A couple of his toys fall out, but what's left Hensley hoists up into the air. Foe's on only one knee when the barrel comes crashing down over his head. The majority of it's content empties out as he sprawls out onto the floor. Shaking his head and breathing extensively, Hensley begins loading everything on top of Foe: a deer crossing sign, food tray, trash can lid, and miniature wooden bat are a handful. He stomps down hard on Foe twice then goes off to a nearby storage room. He bursts through the door, and carries out a broken portion of a wooden table, plus a ladder. Both get draped across the now buried, Foe. Unfinished yet, Hensley returns to the room. His last blanket turns out to be the side of a cage. He drags it out while those in attendance either don't say a word, or laugh it up. He throws the cage over Foe hard, and stomps down hard again. He collects a chair then climbs on top of all the mess. He raises his weapon of choice, and releases a roar from the top of his lungs. Finally, he beats down upon Foe, underneath all the carnage. Chair shot after chair shot, he lays waste to him. Audience members count along at first, but soon lose count as Hensley refuses to cease. Following a projected twenty-five to thirty whacks, he drops the chair, and waltzes off. Catching his breath, he spits over on the pile then slouches down on the concrete. The crowd falls silent as Hensley chuckles to himself, seeming to believe he has won.
JR: Is that it?
Foley: He's done it-
Suddenly, in true horror fashion, Foe's hand breaks through all the garbage. With only the cage in his way, he tosses it aside then sits up. Slowly, Hensley turns to him. Foe grins wickedly as Hensley's eyes widen in fear.
JR: Good God!
Foley: Hensley's scared s***less!
Foe makes it to his feet while Hensley doesn't budge. He stares in disbelief as Foe marches after him. Hensley stands to combat him, but Foe pummels him with his fists. He chases him up the ramp to the stage. Hensley attempts to challenge him, but Foe's having none of it. Foe drops Hensley with a devastating clothesline. He stomps on him a few times, shouting obscenities all the while. He glances around, sighting exactly what he wants. He drags Hensley by his arm over to the far side of the stage. He looks down off the side, the fall would be a good twenty foot drop. Unsatisfied, of course, Foe looks up to the top of the ToomiTron.
JR: Oh no, he can't be.
Foley: He's out of his mind.
Smiling, Foe waves at Hensley before starting his climb. He climbs a small ways until Hensley goes in pursuit. He allows his rival to keep up with him, taunting him the entire time. People cover their mouths as the duo make it three quarters of the way. Foe kicks at Hensley's head then at his fingers. Frighteningly, Hensley loses his grip, and looks to fall. He's hanging by one arm, almost fifty-plus feet in the air. His fans cry out to him, and thankfully, he doesn't let go.
JR: Oh thank God, thank God.
Foley: Hensley was a hand away from the end of his career, his life!
Eventually, both men make it to the top. Foe takes his time as Hensley regains his composure. Foe looks down upon the crowd, laughing maniacally. Foe yanks Hensley up to his feet, whispering into his ear. Out of nowhere, he lifts Hensley up high, in a gorilla press. Right beside the edge, he's perfectly capable of simply sending Hensley to his death below. He fakes, forcing the fans into a frenzy. Laughing, he drops Hensley backwards, still above the ToomiTron. He does the Hogan ear taunt, asking the audience what they'd like to see. He gets a big f*** you, but that only makes him happier with himself. He turns to Hensley, who struggles to his feet. Quickly, he charges at him. Unable to defend himself, Hensley eats a rough spinebuster. Not wasting anytime, Foe preys on Hensley, urging him to rise up. When he does, Foe sharply swift kicks him directly in his gut. The champ keels over, right where Foe wants him. Yelling, Foe jerks Hensley, and plants him with a Twist of Fate. Hensley's left, presumably now down for the count. Foe is finished, however. He takes his place at the edge, staring down his opponent. Hensley, after a good while, pushes himself up. He's groggy and doubtfully has any idea where he's at. He staggers at Foe, whirling his fist. Evasively, Foe ducks, and Hensley now finds himself on the edge. He doesn't even understand that he's a step away from death. Foe spit shines his fist, and gives Hensley one final bird. He throws a big right, but Hensley turns the tide again. As if a new man, Hensley feeds Foe big rights of his own. After a trio, he goes for a the finale. Foe ducks though, and catches him in a wrist-lock position. In a split second, viewers ponder whether he may try for a sliced bread #2, or merely just falls backwards, taking Hensley with him. Not liking any of that, Hensley eagerly elbows his way free. He walks off as Foe clutches his right ear. Instantly, Hensley comes back with a superkick that hits Foe perfectly. In a Kodak moment, so to speak, a tooth can be seen spurting from Foe's mouth as he leans back. Ultimately, he falls, more than fifty feet down onto the steel stage. He breaks through, landing beneath it all. All sight of him is lost.
JR: Oh my God, Mrs. Foe's baby boy!
Foley: That's it, that killed him. He's dead.
Hensley crawls over to the edge, looking down at his enemy. The crowd is going nuts as officials maneuver to Foe's landing. Hensley makes it to his feet as a referee is shown waving his hands.
JR: It's over, Hensley's done it!
Foley: He did it, he did it!
Garcia: Your winner AND STILL EWT Ox Division Champion...Hardcore Hensley!
Hensley raises his own arms in celebration as "Hit Em High, Hit Em Low" replays. He barks out to the crowd who are split on how to act. Hensley parades around on top of the ToomiTron, ignoring the officials' calls for him to come down. He pumps his fist, at last, he's done it.
JR: Wow, all I can say.
Foley: Sheer brutality, just what we said it was gonna be. Best of wishes out to Foe, but folks, we've still gotta show to do!
A final shot shows Hensley, now on his descent, still celebrating, his fans now completely behind him.
Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 2, 2008 21:30:20 GMT -5
*Dropkick Murphys' "Rocky Road to Dublin" starts playing & Aidan Donnelly quickly walks out with Coach O'Hare close behind him, trademark Hurley in hand. Aidan has a Tricolour draped over his head & shoulders & wears a Team Ireland shirt. About halfway down the ramp Aidan stops to raise his arms in the air, holding the Tricolour aloft behind his head as Team Ireland's Green, White & Gold pyro explodes behind him. O'Hare also grabs an end of his own Tricolour raising it as high & wide as he can. After the pyro explosion, Aidan drapes the Tricolour over his shoulders & continues to make his way to the ring. O'Hare follows closely behind with the Hurley slung over his shoulder. O'Hare scoots ahead of Aidan & holds the ropes open for his charge to enter the ring. Aidan gets in &, again, spreads his arms wide with the Tricolour behind him. He folds the flag up & places it in his corner. O'Hare rubs Aidan's shoulders & gives him some words of encouragement. Aidan nods & takes a swig from a water bottle O'Hare hands him as he awaits for the arrival of his opponent.*
Jim Ross: There he is, the proud Irishman, Team Ireland’s Captain, Aidan Donnelly.
Mick Foley: I can see the look in the challenger’s eyes, JR, it’s a look of hunger and pride. If he can be the one to finally bring EWT’s top title into Team Ireland’s camp, I can tell it’d be a great source of pride to this young Irish lion.
A southern rock style power chord is struck, kicking the Black Crowes’ “Remedy” to life, and before long, Dave Davies, his championship belt held above his head, walks out from the back, not stopping until he reaches the ring, where he rolls in from underneath the bottom rope. Dave tries to cross the ring to Aidan’s corner, before the ref cuts him off. Dave simply holds up his belt for Aidan to see, a slight hint of a half smile detectable on Dave’s face.
JR: I have to say this is a rare instance of cockiness from our champion.
Foley: Maybe JR, but judging by the way he’s carrying himself, in his walk and his stance, I have to say he’s all business, and he’s ready to fight to the death to keep that belt.
Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one-fall with a 60-minute time limit & it is for the Extreme WrestleCrap Threadaration World Heavyweight Championship .
Announcer: Introducing first, the challenger, standing in the corner to my left, representing Team Ireland, being accompanied tonight by Coach Pat O'Hare, he weighed in this morning at 214lbs, from Dublin, Ireland, he is the Captain of Team Ireland... AID~AAAAAAN... DONN~ELLYYYYYYYYYYY!
*The crowd boos Aidan.*
Announcer: And his opponent, standing in the corner to my right, he weighed in this morning at 270lbs, from Steven's Point, Wisconsin, he is the current reigning & defending Extreme WrestleCrap Threadaration Heavyweight Champion of the World... DAAAAAAAAV~IIIIIID... DAV~IIIIIIIIIIEEEEES!
*The crowd lets out a cheer for Dave & shower the ring with streamers as Dave acknowledges the fans with a fist in the air. A few stagehands enter to clear the ring of streamers. The referee takes the belt from Dave's hands & shows it to Aidan then he holds the Championship over his head. The ref asks both men if they know the rules, Dave & Aidan both nod & he orders the bell rung to start the action.*
*The two men circle each other as Coach O'Hare looks on from ring-side. He shouts a taunt at Davies. Dave allows himself to get distracted & Aidan clubs him from behind. Aidan tries cinching Dave up for a "Dublin Suplex" already, but Dave manages to slip out & he manages to hit Aidan with a stiff kick to the mid-section. Aidan rallies back with a European Uppercut. Dave nails Aidan with a knee to the gut. Aidan doubles over & Dave quickly runs to the ropes. He rebounds & plants Aidan with a Bulldog. Dave goes for a Leg Drop, but Aidan rolls aside & Dave misses. Aidan blocks a kick from Dave & takes him down quickly with a Dragon Screw. Aidan tries to segue into a Figure-4 Leg-Lock, but Dave uses his legs to kick Aidan off to the ropes. Dave gets back to his feet as Aidan rebounds & the two come face-to-face in a fighting stance. Both men pause a moment & the audience gives a round of applause.*
JR: A surprising moment of quickness from our champion, whom I was sure was going to use a slower, brawling style to keep the pace of the match in his favor. Davies, however, is a former OX Division champion, so we can’t be too surprised.
Foley: I think if Aidan can keep this up, the match will definitely turn in his favor.
*Dave aims a punch at Aidan. Aidan catches Dave's arm & twists it around his back in a Chickenwing. Aidan tries to grab Dave's right arm in a Half-Nelson. He succeeds, but rather than hit Dave with the "Dublin Suplex", Aidan wraps one of his legs around Dave's & falls forward driving Dave face-first into the mat in a modified version of "The Stroke". Aidan rolls Dave over. Before Aidan can even go for a cover, Dave lands a punch to Aidan's jaw. Aidan reels back & Dave whips him to the ropes. Aidan's able to stop himself bouncing back, but Dave takes Aidan out of the ring & over the ropes with a Cactus Clothesline. Both men hit the floor, but Dave gets back to his feet first. Dave attempts to whip Aidan into the security rail, but Aidan reverses the move & Dave ends up crashing into the rail. While all this is going on, the referee has begun to count Aidan & Dave out. Aidan rolls back into the ring to break the count. He keeps the referee distracted while O'Hare whacks Dave across the chest with his Hurley. Dave falls to the floor & Aidan exits the ring again. He whips Dave into the ring-post & makes to bash his head off it. Dave manages to block it & slam Aidan's head against the ring-post instead. Dave rolls Aidan back into the ring & re-enters himself.*
Foley: Aidan should’ve known that the LAST place he’d want to be with the champion is outside the ring!
*Dave drags Aidan back standing again & whips him into a corner. Dave follows, but Aidan gets his boots up in Dave's face. Aidan uses the ropes to drag himself up & get into position so he's sitting on Dave's shoulders. Dave takes a few steps out from the corner, but before he can drop Aidan with the Electric Chair, Aidan rolls through into a Victory Roll...*
Foley: VERY close call for our champion.
JR: Maybe, but there’s no mistaking it. If Aidan wants to bring Davies’ belt over to Team Ireland, its tricks like that, that’ll be Davies’ undoing.
*Davies shoots Aidan off to the ropes & Aidan rebounds with a flying lariat. Dave ducks the move & catches Donnelly with a Neckbreaker. Dave gets on top of Aidan & starts whaling on him with rights & lefts. The ref admonishes Dave & warns him to get off Aidan. Davies complies & relents on Donnelly, only to hit the ropes & land a Senton Splash on Aidan. Aidan sits up clutching his stomach in pain as Dave waits for his challenger to stand again. Aidan gets to his feet, still feeling the effects of the Senton Splash; Dave charges aiming a kick right at Aidan's mush. Aidan avoids the kick & catches Dave's leg. Aidan rolls with the momentum & traps Dave in a Single Leg Crab. Dave quickly scrabbles towards the ropes & Aidan breaks the hold after a count of four. Dave drags himself back up with the ropes. Aidan takes a run at Dave. Dave pulls down the ropes & Aidan goes tumbling to the outside. Coach O'Hare rushes to tend to Aidan. Aidan leans on O'Hare for a little bit of support. Both men look up momentarily & see Dave come flying through the ropes with an Elbow Suicida! Dave crashes into Aidan as O'Hare tries to make his way out of the path of the champ.*
JR: By God, that Dave Davies will do ANYTHING to keep his belt! That seems to include taking out half the first row if he needs to!
Foley: That definitely going to take a lot out of our challenger, but it’ll be interesting to see how much it took out of our champion as well…
*Dave whips Aidan into the security rail. O'Hare aims an attack at Dave, Hurley in hand. Dave ducks O'Hare's Hurley shot & whips the Coach into Aidan on the railing. O'Hare stumbles backwards & Aidan slumps over on top of him as Dave gives a slight smirk. Dave rolls Aidan back into the ring & whips him to a corner. Dave sets Aidan up on the top rope. Aidan fights back from his seated position on the top. Dave continues climbing & the two men duke it out. Dave hooks Aidan up for a Superplex. Aidan digs Dave in the ribs a few times & shoves him off the ropes. Dave lands on his back, but manages to get back to his feet quickly. Aidan flies off the rope with a Missile Dropkick. He connects with Dave who goes crashing down. Aidan waits & stalks Dave. As soon as Dave stands again, Aidan charges & catches Dave with a Neckbreaker. Donnelly waits on Davies to stand again. Aidan nails Dave with a Chop Block. With Dave down, Aidan begins working over his left leg. He drops an elbow on it & cranks the leg back with as much pressure as he can muster. Aidan stands again, still keeping a hold of the leg & drops his own leg across it. Aidan goes to repeat the move, but Dave kicks Aidan with his right leg, forcing Aidan to back up a bit. Dave stands again & clobbers Aidan with a stiff forearm shot. Dave repeatedly batters Aidan with blows from his forearm as Aidan backs further & further up to the ropes. Dave whips Aidan off the ropes, Aidan rebounds & slides under Dave's legs. Aidan dropkicks Dave in the back & works quickly bashing Dave's left knee off the mat. Dave grasps at his damaged knee. Aidan moves to lock in the Figure-4 again, but Dave throws a few well-placed punches at Donnelly before the hold can be properly applied. Dave gets back to his feet & is well-prepared for Aidan's attack as he catches a running Donnelly with a Power Slam. Dave hooks Aidan's leg for a cover...*
JR: That’s gotta be killing Davies. Victory was just a hair away.
*Dave rests on his knees for a moment before dragging Donnelly back to a standing position. Aidan fights back with a few punches to Dave's gut. Aidan clocks Dave with a big elbow shot of his own & Dave stumbles back a moment. Aidan seizes the opportunity & hefts Dave over with a Suplex & swivels his hips to stand again before going for another. Dave tries to resist, but Aidan hits the second Suplex. Aidan swivels his hips again & gets Dave standing. Dave is fighting back with all his strength & Aidan is clearly feeling the after-effects of hefting a 270lbs man over his head twice. Aidan tries to complete the "Triqueta", but it's just too much of an effort. Dave reverses the move into a Brainbuster of his own on Aidan. Dave intends to finally put Aidan away, he signals that he's going for a Cradle Piledriver. Dave picks Aidan up & places him in the Piledriver position, but Aidan scoots through Dave's legs & using all his power he lifts Dave up & gives him a Knee Breaker. Dave falls to the mat, but the feat has clearly left Aidan exhausted too.*
JR: This is do-or-die time for Donnelly, right now. He’s got the champion clipped, he’s got him hobbled. If Davies can’t walk, he might as well be laying on his back right now. Donnelly has GOT to capitalize on this, and right now.
*Aidan indicates he's going for the much-sought after Figure-4 Leg-Lock. Dave is in too much pain to resist by now. Aidan quickly slaps on the Figure-4 & applies as much pressure on Dave as he can manage. Dave is now feeling the wear & tear of Aidan's earlier assault on his legs. Aidan leans back & reaches up behind him, grabbing a hold of the middle rope. Seconds before he does so, Coach O'Hare gets onto the ring apron & starts yelling at the referee. With the referee sufficiently occupied, Aidan uses the opportunity to exploit his advantage as he keeps a strong hold of the ropes. There's little Dave can do against the assault as Aidan is at a slight angle over him. O'Hare glances over the referee's shoulder & Aidan indicates that he's willing to let go of the ropes thinking that the damage has been done. O'Hare finishes his dispute with the referee as Aidan releases the ropes. The ref returns to the ring & checks on Dave. Dave is very careful to keep his shoulders off the mat as he tries to fight against Aidan's hold.*
J.R.: Aidan may have been a bit too foolhardy in releasing those ropes already.
Foley: He thought he had the match in the bag already, Jim. I guess that Team Ireland underestimated their competition once again.
J.R.: That's for sure, Mick. Aidan got a bit too confident & a mite too sloppy. Now Davies might have the advantage again.
*Dave is trying to turn over onto his stomach. It's causing him immense pain to be in the hold as long as he has, especially considering Aidan's earlier attack focussed on his legs. Dave sallies forth. As great as the pain was before, it seems even greater now. Dave is trying to turn to his right,so Aidan twists to his own right, which contorts Dave's legs further still. With Aidan turning over to his right, Dave suddenly changes tack & starts turning to his left/Aidan's right. Aidan is caught off guard by the sudden change & Dave successfully uses Aidan's own momentum to complete the turn, trapping Aidan in the reversed Figure-4. Aidan, however, is quick to grab the ropes, forcing the break. Dave is content just to get out of the hold. He continues to nurse his legs slightly even after escaping before he turns to face Donnelly again. Dave takes a run at Aidan, but Aidan is prepared for Dave's attack; he manages to catch Dave with a quick Overhead Belly-To-Belly Suplex. Dave is taken right over head & is, obviously, surprised by Aidan's sudden burst of energy. Aidan is rather surprised himself. His usual array of Suplexes is not proving to be the best avenue of offense, however, as each one leaves him rather exhausted.*
J.R.: It's pretty evident that Donnelly is used to competition who weigh a little less than Dave Davies.
Foley: Each Suplex he throws is definitely doing damage to Davies, but it seems to be taking nearly as much out of Aidan himself.
*Aidan makes his way over to Dave, who is by now starting to stand himself. Dave charges right at Aidan with a Lariat out of nowhere! Aidan is down & Dave makes the cover...*
*Where's the Three? O'Hare yanks the referee out of the ring. The ref argues with O'Hare & O'Hare decks the ref with one solid punch.*
JR: Dammit, this is ridiculous. O’Hare shouldn’t be interfering as much as he’d tried to begin with, but this is absolutely uncalled for.
Foley: Maybe so JR, but no ref means no rules, and it’ll be interesting to see who will be able to capitalize on that fact.
*Dave gets up from his cover on Aidan & begins yelling at O'Hare. O'Hare yells back & brandishes his Hurley menacingly. O'Hare gets on the ring apron, barely avoids a punch from Dave & continues his argument. Aidan nails Dave with a forearm to the back as O'Hare distracts him. Dave turns his attention to Aidan as O'Hare enters & blasts Dave's back with the Hurley. Dave acks as Aidan seems aiming to set Dave up for a Cradle Piledriver of his own. Aidan tries to lift Dave up, but he can't quite manage it, even with O'Hare's help. Dave hits Aidan with a Back Body Drop. O'Hare swings the Hurley at Dave again. Dave avoids it & bashes O'Hare with The Hurley himself. Aidan gets back to his feet & Dave sets Aidan up for a Cradle Piledriver on to O'Hare. The crowd are going crazy! Dave suddenly releases Aidan when he looks up & sees Sean McCann dashing into the ring.*
JR: Well, that didn't take long. Of course, there's no surprise in the fact that the rest of Team Ireland couldn't stay out of this match.
* Cut up & bruised from his match earlier in the evening, Sean springs into the ring & launches himself at Dave with an attempted Hurrincanrana! Dave manages to catch Sean before he can snap the move off & hits him with a Powerbomb. After Dave disposes of Sean he's about to return his attention to Aidan & the Coach, but he's suddenly speared by Maeve O'Hare! Dave holds his mid-section in pain as Maeve gloats over him. Maeve picks Dave up & prepares to give him a "Driver Bomb". Before Maeve can deliver the move, The Nyrds hit the ring. Joel, like Sean before him, springs in over the top rope & hits her with a Springboard Clothesline. Maeve releases her grip on Dave & staggers back a little bit. The Nyrds hit Maeve with a Superkick & Enzuguiri combo. Again, Maeve is only slightly staggered by the attack. Mike & Joel grab an arm each & attempt to whip Maeve to the other side of the ring, She yanks both men in & whacks them together with tremendous force. The Nyrds are left dazed, but Maeve is unprepared for a surprise German Suplex from Dave. Dave takes a look around as he sees all the members of Team Ireland & even his associates in The Nyrds laid out. Only Aidan Donnelly himself is about to stand again. Dave stands poised, ready to deliver a Backdrop Driver to his opponent, but another figure stands behind him in the ring...*
*Before Dave can get his hands on Aidan, "The Celtic Giant" plants Dave with the "Dragon Slayer"! Aidan gets back to his feet & high-fives with the big man. Aidan begins directing traffic as he orders Shane to pick Dave up on his shoulders. Aidan retreats to a corner as Malone places Dave on his shoulders in the Electric Chair position & follows Aidan to the same corner. Malone stands with his & Davies' backs to the corner. Aidan, standing on the top rope, manages to hook onto Dave's arms & leaps off. Shane drives Davies down to the ground just as Aidan connects with the "Guinness Hangover"!*
JR: Dammit, this ain’t right! This isn’t right at all! This is nothing more than a gang beating now!
*Dave is down & looks to be completely out. Shane literally throws Aidan on to Davies for the cover. Malone then makes his way to where the ref is getting to his feet. Before he can reach the official, The Nyrds attack with dual Enzuguiris. That only leaves Malone slightly fazed. Joel & Mike follow up with the High 'n' Low double team to take Malone off his feet & hopefully give Dave some extra time to recover, as Joel & Mike ponder whether or not they should attempt a high-five after taking Shane off his feet. They get attacked, again, by Maeve who knocks the pair down with a Double Clothesline. Maeve rolls the still dazed official into the ring & the ref makes his way over to where Aidan & Dave still lie, both completely knackered. The ref counts...*
JR: BAH GOD! BAH GOD, DAVID DAVIES IS STILL ALIVE!
Foley: This is it, JR, this is Davies’ chance to make the big come back! If he can’t do it, he’ll be waving bye-bye to his championship in a matter of moments!
*The audience can't believe it. O'Hare can't believe it! Dave himself is somewhat sceptical! Aidan is getting back to his feet, he waits to nail Dave with the "Dublin Suplex". Dave gets back to his feet very gingerly as Aidan stands poised to finish the match. Dave is standing once again & Aidan is ready to administer the match winning move, but Dave turns around & quickly blasts Donnelly with a mighty forearm. As Aidan reels O'Hare looks to attack. Dave delivers a forearm to the Coach & dodges an attack from Sean McCann. Dave grabs both men by the head & tosses them right outside the ring, dumping them on top of Maeve & Shane. Aidan attempts to tie Dave up for the "Dublin Suplex", but before he can properly lock Dave's arms up Dave switches behind Aidan & quickly hits him with the Backdrop Driver! Dave just about falls onto Aidan for the cover...*
*Coach O'Hare scrabbles to get into the ring*
*O'Hare dives onto Dave to break up the pin, but he's too late!*
Announcer: Here is your winner & STILL Extreme WrestleCrap Threadaration World Heavyweight Champion... DAAAAAAV~IIIIIIIID... DAV~IIIEEEEES!
*"Remedy" starts to play again as the referee hands the title belt over to Dave & raises his hand in the air. Team Ireland are left fuming on the outside as Coach O'Hare look as if he's about to burst into tears. The Nyrds enter the ring & help Dave out of the ring & back up the ramp.*
JR: This was a battle, a war, from the very beginning. But it seems, as always, while the battle is over, the war is not. This isn’t over between Davies and Team Ireland. Not by a long shot.
Foley: I hope Davies has a good night’s rest, because after that, he’s going to have to look over his shoulder 24/7. This was a hard fought battle, and a well deserved victory for David Davies. Here’s to hoping its not a beginning to the end of his championship reign.
*Shane, Maeve & Sean enter the ring & help Aidan to get back to his feet. Aidan is raging. All five Team Ireland members stand in the ring, Aidan is attempting to get up the ramp & get at Davies. From the top of the ramp, Davies holds his Championship belt aloft as The Nyrds, & the EWT fans, applaud him.*
Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 2, 2008 21:30:56 GMT -5
*We return from the music video sponsor to the ring where our Announcer waits*
ANNOUNCER: The following match is the Main Event and is The Chamber of Horrors Match! The rules are simple, once on man has been placed in the chamber of horrors chair of torture the match is over and the opposing team will be the winner.
*The big cage which looks suspiciously like a hell in a cell without a top is lowered around the ring, from the top of this immense structure there is a gap where the Chair of torture resides to be lowered later in the match. Along with the usual cage features there are some novelty props that would fit better in a las vegas casino than a Chamber of horrors. While this is going on the Announcer begins to introduce the first team*
ANNOUNCER: Introducing the first team ... they are known as The Draftees and combined weigh in at 1123lbs ... They are Barry Bricktop, The Emerald Warrior, Angus MacAngus, Sammy Stardust and team leader Maelstrom!!
*The cage has now been lowered and out from the back walks the Emerald Warrior and Angus MacAgus first to there theme tune of 'The Kilted Generation'*
JR: Hello everyone again the Chamber of Horrors match is about to start. Mick I've been to this dance before as have you when I called and you participated in the WCW Chamber of Horrors.
MICK: Indeed we did JR, That was one rough match and I hope these two new invaders as they like to be known are ready for the brutal pain and barbarity of this match.
*Next out is Barry 'The Butcher' Bricktop, his assistant doesn't seem to be with him probably after losing that finger. Sporting a butchers apron and wielding a hatchet he comes out to 'All In Blood' by Das Butcher*
JR: Barry Bricktop is making his EWT debut in this match, let's hope it doesn't end the same as your friend Abdullah the Butcher
MICK: Ha, no I hope not. Abby got the worst of that match Jr, but his house of ribs certainly rival your Barbeque.
JR: I don't know about that Mick.
*As the Butcher enters the cage area out comes Sammy Stardust to 'Ain't that a Kick in the Head' by Westlife*
JR: Do you think Sammy got into a fight with the Butcher to lose that arm?
MICK: could be JR, Mind you last time I asked him about he said it invovled a tractor and an angry farmer so who knows, all I know is arm or no arm he's in for a fight.
*Finally after some blue smoke has risen to the rafters out comes Maelstrom to 'Apocalypse Please' by Muse. He heads to the cage cracking his knuckles*
JR: Maelstrom is no stranger to these kind of matches Mick and he has some long running scores to settle with many of the opposing team
MICK: Yes, 4 out of the 5 men on the opposing team have crossed his path but I'll be interested to see if that team can work as a unit. no sharks this time though JR.
JR: I don't know Mick I didn't check under the ring area!
*As JR and Mick concern themselves over a possible Leviathan chamber moment the announcer introduces the opposing team, Maelstrom has gone round the outside of the cage to look at the structure, and to have a game of blackjack with a dealer.*
ANNOUNCER: and there opponents ... they are known as The Volunteers, combined they weigh in at 1109lbs ... They are Ratings, Chance confidence, Damien McKnight, Andy Duke and there Team Captain Spaz!!
*On cue 'I'm broken' by Pantera hits and out form the back Damien McKnight appears on his motorbike, he revs the engine and rides down to the rign pulling up short as the cage is in the way, he waits for ...*
JR: Damien McKnight only been in EWT for a few months, but what an opportunity this match could be for him
MICK: It certainly could be his moment to shine.
*"Miss Murder" by AFI to hit and out from the back walks Andy Duke, he heads down to the ring and joins up with Dmaien and they enter the cage facing off against the draftees*
JR: Andy Duke once agin here to complete, no stable mates to help him this time.
MICK: Nope, he will have to rely on his ruthless cunning and natural abilites, of which he has plenty.
*The sound of "Keep On Liftin'" by DJ Nagureo and out walks Ratings, confident and cocky as always depsite what he is about to participate in.*
MICK: Ratings is here JR!!
JR: Excuse me while I don't jump out of my seat for this underhanded ego driven man.
MICK: You just wish you had his hair JR
*As JR and Mick bicker about Ratings mighty fine haircut, out form the back walks Chance Confidence to 'Sweetest Perfection' by Depeche Mode, he gets to the chamber and high fives Ratings.*
JR: Elite Perfection reunited once gain Mick.
MICK: Long time team mates, this has to be a factor to consider for the match and I'm sure Angus and The Warriror are hoping to get one over this team.
*Finally 'Where's The Party At?' by Tonite Only hits and the crowd cheers as Spaz comes out from the back*
JR: Here he is, Spaz is here!! and all the little Spazzers are going wild in the crowd!
JR: You know, like Stingers.
MICK: Ah, well here's hoping they can will him on to win right here in ...
JR: Mick you've already done that cheap pop on this PPV.
*Spaz raises his hands and heads to the ring, he walks past his team mates Elite Perfection who remain outside the chamber, the referee shrugs and the bell sounds *
In no matter of time Volunteers and Draftees start brawling with each other in the ring and within the chamber, the roulette table has barely stopped spinning as someone is thrown into it. Outside the structure Chance and Ratings plot together on what they might do but have failed to notice Maelstrom didn't enter the chamber either. Maelstrom blindsides both of them with a double clothesline knocking Chance into the chamber area into a brawl with McKnight and the Emerald Warrior, whilst Ratings is knocked down. Maelstrom goes after him but gets poked in the eye and then has his face smashed into the cage mesh. Ratings uses this to scrambles away.
JR: Rules are simple everyone, throw your opponent into the chair and then pull the switch.
MICK: Yeah, just don't fry the wrong guy.
JR: You'd know about that wouldn't you Mick.
Meanwhile within the ring Spaz is going at it with Barry Bricktop and has him right where he wants him nailing a belly to belly suplex. As the Butcher holds his back from pain Sammy Stardust can be seen brawling with Andy Duke on the outside of the ring. Chance has now got his bearings and nails Emerald Warrior with a snap suplex whilst Damien gets taken to another side of the chamber by Angus.
JR: All hell breaking loose here Mick, it's hard to follow the action.
MICK: It certainly is ... OOOHH!
In the ring and Andy Duke has leapt off the top rope and missile dropkicked The Emerald Warrior into the chamber his skull smacking the mesh, Andy Duke congratulates himself and then goes to aid Damien against Angus. Barry The Butcher is kicked to the outside by Spaz as Chance comes in and we have a stare down between two teammates. Sammy Stardust enters the ring and charges the pair but gets thrown into the corner before being nailed with some hard knees to the chest and a bulldog. On the outside Ratings has managed to crawl under the chamber and now with a garbage lid goes to work on the downed Barry Bricktop. Maelstrom enters the normal way but gets caught up in the Duke, Damien and Angus Brawl. As the four men batter each other we can see a bloodied Emerald Warrior climb the nearby turnbuckle, with out thinking about his own safety he leaps off backwards with a moonsault onto all four men. Five men are now down on the outside area of the chamber as Chance and Spaz exchange hitting Sammy in the ring.
JR: Cahcne and Spaz working as unit?
MICK: It is a team match JR
Barry Bricktop has set up a table and now enters the ring having left Ratings down with a DDT only to come face to face with both Chance and Spaz. Chance lashes out with the cookie sheet he was using only to see Barry's hatchet embed itself in the lid. Chance is shocked as Barry knocks the weapons away lifts Chance onto his shoulder and hits a shoulderbreaker.
MICK: Hatchets? That is a bit dangerous even for a wrestling ring.
JR: At least there hasn't been any barbed wire bats yet.
Maelstrom having survived his own teammates suicidal Moonsault has pulled out a chair from under the ring and after clocking Damien with it has entered the ring. Spaz attempts to stop Maelstrom but gets thrown over the top rope with his own momentum, Maelstrom bat in hand looks up to see the torture chair come to it's resting spot as Chance scambles to the outside of the ring. Emerald Warrior and Angus have somehow separated from there opponents and entered the ring.
MICK: Stand off JR
JR: Indeed Volunteers on the outside, draftees in the ring.
Team Spaz climbs the apron and enters the ring, they stand opposite Team Maelstrom, Emerald Warrior still bleeding. The two teams don't waste time and charge and we have full scale free for all, hard rights, lefts, kicks, clubbing blows and chops ring out as all ten men battle each other the crowd is really into this as the wrestlers fight it out in the chamber of horrors. Andy Duke has Sammy Stardust in a head lock and flings him out of the ring, but Stardust lands feet first on the apron with great balance and brings Dukes head down across the top rope. Maelstrom capitalizes on this and knocks Andy Duke with hard shoulder. Andy bounces off Maelstrom back to Sammy who hooks the arm and lifts (one handed) Andy Duke up into a suplex and back through the table!!! Ker-KRUNCH at the table breaks.
JR: He's a human sawdust pile!!
MICK: Those splinters will be nasty JR.
Meanwhile Emerald Warrior and Angus have set there sights on Ratings and Chance Confidence, the two teams clash and all pile up in one corner. Here comes Spaz, with a lots of shots sending Emerald and Chance over the top to the outside where they continue to brawl. Angus and Ratings continue to fight; Damien and Barry are also in a heated exchange with Damien nailing the Butcher with a quick polish hammer, knocking him down where he rolls to the outside. Ratings gets whipped by Angus into the ropes, but Ratings quick to realize what might happen seeing Angus bent down kicks him and dropkicks him. Angus takes the blow into the ropes but a kick to the the gut by Ratings followed by a piledriver soon ends a possible recovery, Angus is out and falls to the floor. Damien turns around only to see Ratings on fire charge right towards him ...
MICK: Hey thats my move!!
JR: Well you are supposed to be retired Mick
MICK: Well then I can say ... shades of Mick Foley there by Ratings with that Cactus clothesline
... and both men tumble to the floor outside. Everyone is on the outside brawling with chairs, sticks, bits of table and other foreign weapons. the fans though have there eyes and voices yelling for the two men who remain in the ring currently. Spaz and Maelstrom have locked eyes here in the Chamber of Horrors.
JR: Over the years these two have fought some truly great matches, they know each other too well one might say.
Maelstrom standing taller than Spaz looks at the torture chair above as does Spaz. They look back at each other and begin to prepare to fight, no wait it's Emerald Warrior and Chance Confidence to break up the iconic moment. Chance plows into Maelstrom and takes him to the corner as Emerald Warrior attacks Spaz with a kendo stick. Maelstrom lashes at Chance but gets countered with an armdrag as Chance follows with a legdrop on the arm and then tries to apply a rings of Saturn type move. Spaz has a hammerlock on Emerald Warrior after knocking the kendor stick away but it gets reversed and Spaz takes a backdrop.
JR: What action!
Meanwhile on the outside Damien McKnight and Angus MacAngus have started climbing the cage and battling each other half way up. Barry tries to grab at McKinghts leg but gets cut off by Ratings with a couple of chops. Angus and Damien trademore blows, Angus blocked one and swings his feet up effectivly hitting a hanging dropkick! Damien McKnight takes it all and falls off the side of the cage onto the floor. Angus seeing his opponent laid out howls a battle cry of sorts and leaps off backward with an elbowdrop!!! Over in table splinter city and neither Duke or Stardust have really recovered yet.
MICK: I don't know what to call JR, bodies are flying, tables are breaking!
Back in the ring and Chance has Maelstrom in trouble, no wait Maelstrom has thrown one heck of a last surge of strength and Chance has gone spilling out of the ring into Barry the Butcher. Meanwhile Spaz is stuck in a chinlock from the Emerald Warrior, the Warrior tries to bring him up and german suplex him but Spaz reverses and suplexes Barry instead! Maelstrom and Spaz are now facing off again ... they go at it!! Maelstrom with the first break out of the lock up as he twists the arm and then sends Spaz into the ropes, Spaz comes back looks for the shoulder block but Maelstrom drops to the mat and he runs over, Spaz comes back with a flying forearm but Maelstrom swats him away into one of the corner posts. Spaz is back up and counters his way out of an avalanche type attack. Both men turn and clothesline each other at the same time!! BAM!!
JR: Both men are down and out Mick.
MICK: Not the place to be down and out in the midlle of the Chamber of horrors.
As the chair immediately begins to lower, everyone, save for the downed Maelstrom and Spaz, immediately turns their attention towards the sight of this, the crowd letting out a rather loud cheer themselves. They then turn back to each other, then immediately start brawling with one another, Bricktop pummeling McKnight, Emerald Warrior and Angus McAngus whaling on the combination of Chance and Ratings, and finally Andy Duke quickly starting to work over Sammy Stardust, as the match becomes even more heated. Bricktop starts hammering McKnight, sending him stumbling towards the chair now being lowered in the middle of the chamber, who tries to block, the Butcher then grabbing him by the head, delivering a rather nasty neadbutt to the face, taking Damien off his feet! He grasps his forehead, rising slowly, as Bricktop delivers a quick kick to the stomach, then hoists him up for a spinebuster! Damien however quickly fights out with a quick rake across the eyes, Bricktop grimacing slightly, as Damien then drops down, hitting a quick drop toe hold and driving Barry face first into the seat of the chair, sending it bouncing hard off the surface! He grasps his head in pain, as Damien grasps his head again, before grabbing him by the arms and pulling back, following up with a vicious Curb Stomp of sorts, driving Barry hard into the seat and sending him rolling off to the floor in pain, as Damien gives a rather satisfied look.
JR: McKnight showing what got him to this match.
MICK: Intensity is what this match is all about JR.
Meanwhile, Sammy Stardust slams Andy Duke face first into the chamber surrounding them, sending the man slumping down to the mat grasping at his face, as he turns his attention towards Damien McKnight, who looks to be going for the win on Bricktop. He immediately charges him from behind, leaping up and nailing him with a dropkick to the back of the head, sending him down atop of Bricktop! He rises back up, running the back of his head, just in time to recieve a jumping knee to the back of the head, sending him back down in a heap, as Stardust quickly motions over to Bricktop, reaching down and helping him up with one arm, as he then motions to McKnight on the ground, Bricktop nodding with agreement, as they both hoist him up to his feet, shoving him down into the seat quickly, Stardust delivering a high kick to the face for good measure, as Damien slumps over, Bricktop meanwhile making his way towards the switch, only to be cut off with a Superkick, sending him down in a heap, as Ratings gives a pleased grin, Stardust now looking over, spotting Bricktop who is back down, as he turns around, right into a Tornado DDT from Chance Confidence, who spikes him into the ground! He bends down and gives a huge smirk, reaching down and cockily smacking Sammy across the face, who is down, grasping at his neck.
JR: Elite Perfection showing that winning ferocity
MICK: Sammy is in trouble now JR.
Chance then motions over to Ratings, who quickly makes his way over, as Chance quickly hefts up the currently lifeless Stardust, clinching on a Hammerlock on his lone arm, as Ratings immediately goes to work, pummeling him with a series of quick kicks, Stardust struggling to break free, but to no avail, as Chance keeps that hammerlock on as tightly as he can. He then looks to Ratings and points to the chair, the two of them nodding and hoisting him up with ease, heading over towards the chair, when Angus and Emerald charge from behind, delivering a pair of clotheslines to Ratings and Chance's backs, sending them both hunched over, as they quickly grab Ratings first, pulling him up and dropping him with the Moorlands Driver! Ratings lands hard, slumping to the mat himself, grasping at his neck, as Chance quickly turns his attention, just in time to get grabbed himself, Angus and Emerald delivering a pair of knees, before setting him up for the Concussion Syndrome, driving him into the canvas beneath.
MICK: True teamwork, this is what the idea of teams in this match is all about.
The two then look down at Ratings and grin at one another, pulling him up quickly, then shoving him into the chair himself, Stardust now crawling over towards the lever, until Andy Duke shows up out of nowhere, delivering a low dropkick to the side of the head, stopping him in his tracks. He rubs at his head, then reaches down, yanking Stardust to his feet, quickly hoisting him up, then dropping him down with a Brainbuster! Stardust drops back to the mat, clutching at his head, as The Highland Warriors turn around, wondering what's wrong, when suddenly Damien grabs Angus from behind, looking for the Eliminator, only for Emerald to quickly turn around and stop his with a nasty kick to the stomach, stopping him in his tracks, as the two of them quickly grab Damien, taking him immediately into a double suplex, dropping him hard on his back, as he grasps in pain at it. The two of them turn around, as meanwhile Spaz manages to take Maelstrom down to the mat with a beautiful German Suplex! Maelstrom groans, grasping at the back of his head, as Spaz rises back to his feet, now eying both Highland Warriors, Ratings having slipped back out of the chair now.
JR: The crowd are wild spaz is back in the game and he has only one thing on his mind, winning!
Spaz immediately makes a bee line towards both men, who look happy to accept his challenge, as the three of them start exchanging fists, Spaz doing suprisingly well by himself, but the warriors combined are too much for even him it seems. Angus catches him with a lucky shot, sending him Dazed, as he immediately grabs him for a Fisherman's suplex, Spaz however instinctively blocking it, only for Emerald to stop that with a nasty club across the back, delivering a few more as well, as Angus snaps off a Successful Fisherman, then rolling through for a Texas Cloverleaf, perhaps thinking to wear down the former EWT Champion, only for Ratings to charge in, delivering a vicious kick to Angus's head, breaking the Submission before any damage can be done! Angus groans, dropping to the mat, as Emerald looks over himself, Andy Duke quickly charging from behind, grabbing him by the head and hitting a quick running bulldog, planting him face first into the mat! Duke gives a very confident look, as Ratings look over at him angrily, perhaps annoyed that he got involved. Duke simply blows him off, as Spaz groans, quickly trying to get these two to work together, when suddenly Maelstrom charges over, running through both Duke and Ratings, grabbing Spaz, and driving him back first into the chair! Duke and Ratings look at each other, then immediately jump Maelstrom from behind, only for him to quickly shake them both off, then grab them both by the throat, hoisting the two of them with ease, only for Damien to slip behind, taking the big man off his feet with a chop block, sending him down to the mat!
JR: So nearly a double chokeslam from Maelstrom there …
MICK: You have to consider the man from the waters below to be a major threat in this match no matter what the odds.
Ratings and Duke look at him and they all immediately start stomping away at the bigger man, trying to keep him down. Meanwhile, Chance has slipped back to his feet, hoisting Stardust up, then looking over and spotting Spaz on the chair, as Stardust looks over as well, immediately lunging out for the switch, Chance however grabbing him by the arm and quickly wrenching it, giving a huge smirk, as Stardust looks at him angrily, rearing back and kicking him right between the legs, as Chance's eyes go wide, Stardust immediately nailing him with a vicious kick to the head, sending him rolling along the mat, as Stardust follows up with another, then one more, as Chance desperately rolls away, trying to recover, completely forgetting about the match it seems.
JR: Those high society ladies might have to wait for Chance after that one Mick.
Barry meanwhile rises back up slowly, looking at the three stomping away at Maelstrom, who is trying to get up, as he gives a huge grin, reaching into his apron and pulling out a cleaver! He then immediately charges forward, swinging it at Ratings, who looks on in sheer horror, quickly running away from the crazed butcher! Barry cackles, then keeps swinging that cleaver, as Ratings wisely keeps his distance, as meanwhile Duke and Damien both continue to stomp away, not noticing the third man is gone. They immediately pull Maelstrom to his feet, grabbing him around the head and looking for a Double DDT! However, before they can snap it off, Angus and Emerald grab them both from behind, hoisting them up high, then dropping them down with a pair of high angle back drop suplexs! The two of them grasp at the back of their heads, slowly rising to their feet, as Angus and Emerald quickly go after them, tackling both men to the ground and unloading on them with a series of fists to the face, as Chance quickly gets to his feet, Stardust still kicking away at him, as he unleashes one more foot, only for Chance to catch him, then yank him into a vicious lariat, turning him inside out! He clutches at his rather bruised ribs, before reaching down, pulling Stardust up and looking quite angry, signaling for the Confidence Breaker! However, before he can snap it off, Ratings crashes into him headfirst, as Chance stops in mid move, both men dropping to the mat clutching their heads. Barry then stops himself, looking down at Ratings and Chance and raising his cleaver, only for Stardust to stop him, pointing out Spaz in the chair still, as the Butcher nods, the two of them quickly making their way back towards the lever. They both grab hold, then pull the switch... but nothing happens, as Spaz is no longer in the chair, instead charging full speed at both men, leaping forward with a double clothesline, knocking them both back against the chamber wall, the two men groaning and slumping back to the floor, as Spaz turns around, clutching his back, just in time for Maelstrom to charge once again, tackling Spaz once again into the back of the chamber himself, as he immediately delivers a series of shoulder tackles, driving him further and further into the back of it, as Spaz's back starts to bleed slightly from this assault.
JR: The power of Maelstrom is off the chart Mick.
MICK: I’m more concerned about that cleaver lunatic, he could have an arm off with that thing.
He grasps further at it, as Maelstrom then pulls him away, hoisting him high, than dropping him across the knee for a backbreaker! Spaz cringes in pain, clutching at his spine, as Maelstrom reaches down, hoisting his limp form with ease, then walking over towards the seat once again, hoisting him high, then planting him back down with a sort of Manhattan Drop, Spaz grimacing as he straddles the seat. Maelstrom immediately starts stomping off towards the switch, reaching out, only for Duke to tackle him from behind, sending the man buckling to one knee, as Duke immediately rises back up, pounding away viciously at the back of Maelstrom's head, the bigger man slowly rising back up despite this though, then turning around, grabbing Duke by the throat, delivering a vicious headbutt to the head, busting Duke open, as he gasps in pain, before hoisting him up high, then planting him with a one armed chokeslam! Duke lands with a thud, forehead leaking blood now as he lays there quite out of things. Maelstrom turns back around and nods, as he reaches for the switch again, Spaz however managing to roll out of the chair once again, as Maelstrom misses his chance once again. He turns around, noticing this and looking quite annoyed, as he charges once more, Spaz rising up, just in time to leap over Maelstrom as he dives at him! Maelstrom hits the mat, quickly, rolling onto his stomach, as Spaz sees his chance, springing desperately atop the chair, then managing to leap on top of it, then back off for a springboard Shooting Star Press! Maelstrom gasps in pain as Spaz connects, who groans himself, clutching at his own back, as the two of them lay atop each other for now.
JR: This match is going from strength to strength, blood is spilling and everyone is yearning to reach that Lever.
Meanwhile, Emerald and Angus are both going after the lone Damien, who is getting beaten pretty badly by the two. He fights back as best as he can, but the Highland Warriors refuse to give in, unloading with more and more fists, Damien eventually managing to duck under one, as Angus slams his fist into the chamber instead, as he grimaces in pain, clutching his arm, Damien noticing this and following up with a kick across that hand, sending him down to the mat, clutching at it! Emerald turns around, looking quite pissed, as he goes after McKnight, who quickly backs up, until he comes across the downed Barry Bricktop, reaching down and stealing his cleaver, then charging forward, Emerald not seeing this until it's too late, as Damien driving the end of it right into his forehead! Emerald's eyes go wide, as he stops, Damien continuing to pound at him with that Cleaver,
JR: Bawhh Gawwd!! Emerald Warrior is a bloody mess.
MICK: He looks worse than me after one of my Japanese death matches.
Damien slips behind, hooking him by the arms and taking him into the Eliminator! Emerald groans, now laid out on the mat, as Damien looks back towards Angus and grins, walking over slowly with that sharp object in his grip, as Angus looks on in horror, Damien grabbing him by that hand now, as he raises the cleaver high, only for Bricktop to charge in from behind, sending Damien down to his knees, as he loosens his grip, Angus then reaching down, grabbing that cleaver and giving a huge smirk, as Bricktop looks back at him and nods, holding McKnight in a full nelson, as Angus quickly swipes it across his forehead, then tosses it outside the chamber, as McKnight's forehead immediately starts leaking blood, the man seeming to be absolutely horrified by this! Bricktop looks at Angus a bit annoyed that he just threw away his weapon, but Angus simply shrugs, as both men turn around, as Rating charges in, driving Bricktop down with the Finale!
JR: This is match is off the scale, would someone in the back please get off there asses and get some EMTs ready!
Angus looks over at Ratings, immediately swinging at him, Ratings however ducking, then flashing a sneer and pointing behind him, Angus looking behind, as Chance grabs and delivers a Confidence Breaker, planting Angus into the mat as well! The combination of Elite Perfection look at each other and nod, though still grasping at their heads, as they both eye Maelstrom laid out on the mat, quickly making their way over towards him. He manages to push Spaz off himself at this point, before slowly rising to his feet, only to get a double knee from Chance and Ratings, sending him hunched over. He groans, as they follow up with a double dropkick, nailing him between the eyes and sending him staggering backwards, as they both grab him by the head, then charge forward, driving him face first into the mat!
MICK: Old enemies here JR
JR: these two made maelstrom’s life a living hell and now it’s happening all over gain in the Chamber of horror.
The two look at each other, before grasping at their heads slightly, before yanking Maelstrom back over towards the chair, as Chance hops up onto the seat himself, grabbing Maelstrom by the neck, leaping off for Confidence in Capacity, only for Maelstrom to throw him off in mid move, sending him sailing to the mat, crashing hard! Ratings turns around, just in time to receive a kick to the stomach, as Maelstrom then hoists him up, quickly spinning around, before driving him atop Chance with the Whirlpool! The two men gasp in pain, before slumping over atop each other.
MICK: Maelstrom is on fire, the true veteran of the EWT!
Maelstrom turns his attention again, only to get a kick to the stomach, as Spaz delivers a Down Under DDT!
JR: Or is this the true fortification of the EWT?
Maelstrom goes back down, clutching his neck, as Spaz pants slightly, reaching down once again, Emerald Warrior charging in from behind, grabbing Spaz and snapping off a Throwback style neckbreaker, driving Spaz into the mat! He groans, as Warrior quickly yanks him back up, quickly hoisting him up high, before dropping him down with the Gem Drill! Spaz gasps in pain, clutching at his chest, as he falls to the mat. Emerald then reaches back down, pulling him up quickly, only for Andy Duke to run up from out of nowhere, leaping off the chair, then connecting with a shining wizard to the face, sending Emerald down to the mat! Duke gives a very confident look, as he hoists Emerald back to his feet, pulling him up atop the chair, then positioning him for and connecting with a Moment of Clarity, planting Emerald hard into the canvas! Andy Duke turns around, just in time to receive a Clark County Kick, as Stardust slips quickly behind him, Duke falling to the mat himself. Sammy is now the lone man standing in this match, everyone else downed at the hands of someone else.
JR: This Kid has the opportunity of a lifetime, c’mon kid get to that switch!!
He looks down, eying Duke and yanking him up slowly by the arm, managing to position him in the chair now. He then slowly makes his way towards the switch, reaching out, only for Chance to charge him from behind at the last second, grabbing him around the waist, then launching him overhead with a german suplex! He gives a huge smirk, pointing to himself, only for Stardust to land on his feet, Chance turning around, receiving a second Clark Country Kick! He goes down once again, as Stardust pants slightly.
MICK: this is it Jr, this has got to be it !!
Sammy reaches out, grabbing the switch and pulling down hard, as Andy Duke looks on in horror, immediately receiving the so called Shock Treatment! Electricity powers through the chair into Andy Duke! The lights start to flicker a bit, as a huge sign lights up, spelling JACKPOT, as almost instantly a rain of coins start pouring out of what appears to be a giant slot machine overhead! Soon enough, the ring is full of these coins, as the crowd cheers, Stardust groaning and dropping to a knee, as soon enough the bell sounds, signaling the end of this match.