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Post by random poster on Mar 8, 2005 17:06:09 GMT -5
bk, thanks all, means a lot to me and my family.
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Post by THE Dinobot on Mar 8, 2005 18:35:29 GMT -5
BK: First of all, I'm late, but my condolences to mprox and his family, for real, yo. Also, great match apeguy. That was waaaay more then what you had just the other day. Great match all around.
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Post by HMARK Center on Mar 8, 2005 18:42:05 GMT -5
BK: No prob, Proxx. Like I said, I know what that feels like all too well, and I'm glad we can all be of at least a little assistance.
Also, Ape, Meltzer gave you ***** for that one. Capital effort, old chap.
BiC:
<The silent woman walks towards HMark, and indicates something to him>
HMark: He's here?
<The woman nods>
<HMark gets a dark look on his face, but also cracks a small smile, as if plotting something>
HMark: <snapping out of it> Well, that's not important just yet. I've got bigger things to worry about at the moment; namely, my old friendly nemesis.
<HMark looks up at the camera>
DSR, I can't begrudge you looking back on our history with a sour expression. Hell, maybe if I was in your position, I would do the same.
See, you can pin the blame on management, you can blame me, you can blame yourself, you can do whatever the hell you want, but it also doesn't change the truth: I was the better man. When you arrived in the EWT, you couldn't beat me. You couldn't keep the title off me. You couldn't keep me from getting a WCF title shot...and, jobbers in disguise or no jobbers in disguise, I continously proved who the better man was
Now, I respected you after those encounters, every one of them. We might have been best of friends, we might have been worst of enemies, but I was able to respect you.
Now, will this time be the same? Who can say? When the Fallen Dragon steps in between those ropes to fulfill this Prophecy Reborn, then, and ONLY then, will we know for sure.
Regardless...I'll see you in the ring.
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Post by hmmyles on Mar 8, 2005 19:38:09 GMT -5
BK: Second round action, with some extra-special storyline advancement flavor at the end! JOY! This is actually my first really big write-up in awhile, and it's good to get back in the swing of things.
Also, like with Ape's, this one is too big for one post. Enjoy!
BiC:
Announcer: The following matchup, scheduled for one fall, is the next match in the Sweet 16 round of the #1 Contender's tournament! Introducing first,
<"Tom Sawyer" begins to play as the fans get to their feet>
Accompanied by his tag team partner, The Amazing Red, this. is. H.M. Myles!
<Red and Myles climb the ropes to showboat to the crowd, Red throwing up his hand signal, Myles spreading his arms out>
His opponent,
<A hardcore version of "Sexy Boy" starts to play>
Accompanied to the ring by HIS tag team partner, Gasoline, he is one half of the EWT Tag Team Champions, he is the Heartbreak Hitman, Bret Michaels!
<HBH stretches down and, after flexing, gives the "yeah, what now?" hand gesture, ala Bret Hart, as Gas stands behind him giving the 'Pac hand signal...he is, afterall, the Heartbreak Hitman. The two proudly display their Tag straps, holding them up, showing that they're tops in the business>
<The two men meet in the center of the ring. HBH jaws with Myles, indicating he's not getting ANY gold of ANY kind any time soon. Myles just stares back, determined, as the bell rings.>
<The two men measure each other up, and HBH hits a quick as lightening armdrag. Myles looks up, and HBH just arrogantly stares, saying something along the lines of "That's how you do it". The two lock up, and this time HBH takes Myles' legs out from under him, going for a quick pin, but only gets two. Myles springs to his feet, and HBH nonchalantly goes to the corner, kicking his feet up and reclining on the top rope, insulting the younger worker. Gasoline says something to HBH, and the two laugh uproariously.>
<The two meet again in the center of the ring, but HBH holds out his hands, stopping them. He stands there, sticks his chin out, and says "GIVE ME YOUR BEST SHOT, MOTHER@#$%ER. YOUR MOVE." Myles stands back, asking Red "Do you see this?". Myles measures carefully, looks like he's going for a forearm...but suddenly turns around and walks away. HBH looks shocked and annoyed, and turns to Gasoline asking "the hell was that?". Gas tells him to turn around, but it's too late, as Myles comes off with a top rope springboard forearm, connecting on the Tag Champ's jaw>
<Myles continues the assualt, trying to lay in the forearm shots while HBH is down, but HBH covers up, and the ref breaks it. Myles doesn't hesitate, though, and as HBH gets to his feet, Myles springboards off his back onto the turnbuckle, leaps off, and delivers a spinning DDT, causing a great pop from the crowd. HBH has the presence of mind to roll out of the ring and collect his thought, but he eats a No Fear plancha as Myles soars through the air. It's clear that the champ may have underestimated his opponent in the early goings.>
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Post by hmmyles on Mar 8, 2005 19:39:27 GMT -5
Heartbreak Hitman vs. HM Myles, Part II: Electric Boogaloo.
<Myles goes to press the advantage, and rams HBH back-first into the steel barricade. HBH cringes, but pops back with a burst of energy, nailing a few chops on Myles before sending him into the steel steps. Myles tries to get to his feet, but HBH whips him towards the steel barricade...but Myles overleaps it in one jump. HBH charges him, but Myles turns around, and delivers a STIFF enziguri from behind the barricade, causing HBH to drop.>
<Myles looks like he wants to hit another big move, and leaps up to springboard off the steel barricade, but HBH gets it together and throws his weight into the barricade, causing Myles to stumble, and fall, faceplanting onto the concrete. Myles is conscious but in immense pain, as HBH slowly recovers and gets to his feet, obviously also in pain as he throws Myles back into the ring.>
<The veteran takes control of the match, and goes to work on Myles. HBH begins an aggressive assault on Myle's ribs, hitting knees, elbow strikes, and more. HBH looks arrogantly towards the crowd, and whips Myles HARD into the turnbuckles, hard enough to cause HBH to fall himself, as Myles crashes into the turnbuckles ribs-first, dropping like a ton of bricks. HBH continues to press the advantage, throwing Myles to the outside, grabbing him, and ramming him into any object he can find. Back in the ring, the assault continues, and any attempt by Myles to stop him is met by a strike to the ribs.>
<HBH holds the advantage. He whips Myles into the corner, and charges him for a leaping double knee, but Myles ducks, causing HBH to crash, flip over, and land on the outside ring apron. Myles climbs the turnbuckles, and picks HBH up with him. Myles seems to be setting up for a hurricanrana or something, but grabs his ribs as he stretches to much. The delay is enough time to let HBH recover, and he hefts Myles up into a Death Valley Driver position; instead, though, he leaps off the top rope, let's Myles go, and forces him to land stomache-first onto his knee in a top rope gutbuster. The crowd gets to it's feet in shock as Myles rolls to other corner, looking like he's desperately trying to get in air, as even a bruised rib makes breathing difficult. HBH goes for the cover, but Myles gets his foot on the ropes.>
<Before Myles can even get up, though, HBH runs up and nails a REALLY stiff kick to the ribs, causing Myles to grab onto the ropes...where Gasoline strangles him some more on the ropes while HBH distracts the ref. Red runs over to break it up, and Gas and Red get in each other's faces...though, admittedly, Gas's face is quite a few feet higher than Red's.>
<HBH wants to torture Myles some more, and slaps on a bearhug, crushing the ribs. It gets a little more sick after that...HBH drops his arms a bit, and walks forward, causing Myles to have to lean back, the top of his head making contact with the mat as HBH holds him around the waist, Myles' legs wrapped around his. HBH begins to walk forward, and Myles is left in agony as the ultimate bearhug does its work on his ribs. Red cheers him on from the outside, getting the crowd to clap, stomp, whatever they can to rally him. Myles eventually, starts to fight, uses momentum to swing himself up, and grabs HBH by the ears, pulling himself back upright. HBH yells out in pain, but charges towards the turnbuckles, causing Myles to crash again.>
<HBH picks Myles back up, but Myles recovers a little, and delivers some forearm shots and chops. He tosses HBH into the ropes, but HBH ducks a big boot attempt; on the way back, though, he fails to avoid the picture perfect standing dropkick, although Myles has to grab his ribs again, since that required extension. Myles tries to continue and hit the Backdrop Driver/German Suplex combo on HBH, but it's immediately apparent his ribs are too hurt for him to hit it. He quickly shifts gears, and opts to grab HBH in STO position, but instead drop him down into a backbreaker, back up, and then down into a gutbuster, all in a smooth motion.>
<Myles picks HBH up, but HBH, out of nowhere, plants him with a side suplex. HBH leaps to the top rope, and prepares to hit his famous elbow drop, but Myles rolls out of the way, causing HBH to crash hard. The ref goes to apply the ten count, but Gasoline jumps to the apron, distracts the ref, but manages to slide heavy tape into the ring. HBH puts it around his fist, and goes for the kill, but Myles is up and ducks, and hits HBH with the Pele kick as he turns around. Myles goes for the cover, and the ref gets away from Gas and goes for it, 1....2....HBH gets the shoulder up. Myles looks frustrated.>
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Post by hmmyles on Mar 8, 2005 19:40:24 GMT -5
Part III: Le Piece de Resistance
<HBH and Myles are up and two start exchanging blows, forearm shot for forearm shot, chop for chop, stiff kick to the thigh for stiff kick to the thigh. HBH wisens up, though, and heightens his kick, nailing Myles in the ribs again. HBH backs up...and starts to tune up the band, stomping his foot repeatedly (which the crowd, in spite of HBH's heelness, pops big for), readying for Sweet Chin Muzak. He charges forward...and Myles ducks! As he turns around, Myles hits a kick to the gut, and goes to set up for the Myles Clash!>
<Gas quickly leaps to the apron again, distracting the ref and Myles. As the ref tries to get Gas away, HBH takes advantage and backdrops out of the Myles Clash position. Myles holds his ribs as he gets up, and HBH once again starts to strike up the band...but as Gasoline goes to get off the apron, Red pops up out of nowhere! Red leaps to the top rope, springs off, and nails the Code Red flip piledriver on the big man, OFF the apron, CRASHING him to the outside onto the concrete and steel barricade! Both men are out, as HBH looks on in astonishment...as Myles rolls him up with a schoolboy. 1...2...3!>
<Myles rolls away, and leans on the turnbuckle, clutching his ribs>
Announcer: The winner of this bout, and moving on to the Elite 8 of the tourn-
<The annoucner is cut off as HBH charges Myles with a facewash in the corner. The timekeeper rings the bell, but HBH is pissed off. HBH grabs the mic from the announcer and rolls back in the ring, walking a bit gingerly.>
HBH: You little son of a @#$%. You little son of a @#$%. If you think that I, the Heartbreak Hitman, one half of the best @#$%ing tag team in this business, hell, one of the BEST in this business, PERIOD, am going to stand for bull@#$% like that, you've got another freakin' thing coming. You hear me, kid?! <slaps Myles> You just stole a win from me. You just stole my title shot at Jz from me. I had you, and everybody here, and everybody watching this could see it clear as day. But your little buddy out there just had to get his midget ass involved. You could never beat me in the WCF, and now you had to play games to beat me in the EWT!
<HBH smacks Myles in the face with the mic, and begins to speak again>
Well, since you're the up-and-comer, and I'm one of the established greats, maybe I should teach you a little lesson about what happens to little boys who steal victories.
<HBH picks the groggy Myles up, and hits another gutbuster on him. HBH slaps him in the face, and rolls out of the ring, rousing Gasoline, who's groggy from the bump to the outside, and the two also roll Red in. First, HBH whips Red into the corner, as Gas charges and nails him in the face with a Yakuza Kick, nearly taking Red's head off. HBH then picks Myles up and hits Sweet Chin Muzak, and begins to walk off...but realizes he isn't satisfied.>
<HBH indicates to Gas, who hefts Myles up for the Jackknife Powerbomb...but, as he does, HBH leaps up, puts both his knees behind Myles' back, and as Gas powerbombs Myles, Myles also lands on HBH's knees, causing a powerbomb/Lungblower combo. Myles would be grabbing for his ribs...but he's out cold. The tag champs grab their titles, exiting, satisfied that they may have lost the battle, but won the war on those two upstarts. Red begins to recover and checks on Myles, as medics run down to tape up his ribs and put him on a stretcher out. Red looks at the camera, and says "It ain't over, man. No, this @#$% ain't over.">
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Post by curtrok on Mar 8, 2005 20:27:51 GMT -5
BK: Fett so an oppritunity for a shoot or a work or a work shoot so I took it. Shoots equal ratings.
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Post by invaderdave on Mar 8, 2005 20:40:49 GMT -5
Bk: I liked the HM Myles match!
Just thought I should say that.
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Post by dorf on Mar 8, 2005 21:44:04 GMT -5
BK: Great match Ape!
BK2: um...what's going on with the Addy Bomb vs. Dorf match? Is Toomi writing it or not? Or its something me and A-Bomb shoud agree on??? Inquiring minds need to know how botch-a-rific the match is gonna be.
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Post by invaderdave on Mar 8, 2005 22:09:18 GMT -5
Dave stands backstage in front of the EWT logo.
Dave: Mm-mm-mm. Well, Myles, I must say that you had a very impressive match. But, I guess, in the end, you learned that you just shouldn't mess with the greats.
Just like you learned from me, eh Myles? Guess that means you won't be in Ultimate OX, eh?
Voice: You shut your f***ing mouth!
Red steps on camera.
Red: I heard you bad mouthin' my boy. You sure got a lot of balls to insult an unconcious man, Davies.
Dave: Oh Red. Sweet little Red. Didn't you learn the day I faced Candido? I can hurt you. I can hurt you very badly.
Red: Yeah well I don't care. And you can bet your ass Myles is going to be in Ultimate OX. And I'm going to be in it too!
Voice: Now wait just a damn minute!
Spaz steps up to Dave and Red.
Spaz: I'm the one who deserves a shot at the OX Title!
Dave: So is that what the whole attacking thing was about?
Spaz: You're damn right.
Dave: And you want to be in Ultimate OX?
Spaz: You bet your ass.
Dave: Hmm...well, I have a solution to this one. (pulls out a coin) Heads, you guys argue among yourselves who gets in the match. Tails, I get to choose.
Dave flips the coin.
Dave: And it is...Tails.
Red: Bet you cheated.
Dave: No I didn't. Well, seeing as how it's my choice, my choice is, that I'm going to face... All of you.
Spaz and Red react with a mixture of anger, surprise, and a little satisfaction.
Dave: I'm off to sanction the Ultimate OX match, between me, Myles, Red, and Spaz.
Dave walks off.
Spaz: Well...F*** a doodle doo!
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Post by dorf on Mar 8, 2005 22:21:19 GMT -5
BK: Dave, what happen to the Nyrds???
They must be the worst thing in EWT ever, 2 promos and no official appearance.
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Post by hmmyles on Mar 8, 2005 22:32:40 GMT -5
<Myles is seen backstage, awake, but groggy, and with bandages around his ribs>
Davies...I heard what ya said. You want a four man Ultimate OX? Don't make no difference to me. Me n' Red have always said we'll take each other on if need be, so, hell, we don't mind.
But, right now, that ain't what I'm focused on...wow, I sure do have a full plate right now, don't I? Ultimate OX is breathing down my neck, I'm in the Quarterfinals of this tournament...but, most importantly...
HBH...Gasoline...you crossed the line, man. Hell, it's no big deal that you worked my ribs during the match; that's just smart wrestling. But you took it too far. Whether you wanna say you were the better man or not, the fact is, I still won, and I get to move on. But no matter what happens in the tournament, no matter what happens in Ultimate OX...me n' Red want a shot at you two sometime down the line. I don't care where, when, or how.
Obviously, I can't do much in the state I'm in <sits up a bit, but winces and hisses through his teeth>...but physical wounds heal. A wounded pride, though...that needs to be rectified.
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Post by heidendorf on Mar 8, 2005 23:33:56 GMT -5
*The cheese sandwich hunt continues as Heiden-Dorf looks hi and lo all over the bingo hall and then he sees sargeantapeguy eating a freshly cheese sandwich, probably eating it, because of victory* Heiden-Dorf: (grunts) Me...CHEESE SANDWICH!!! Ape-whoa, whoa, whoa...hold on...there...big guy. This is my...victory cheese sandwich. Go get...your own. *Ape stands up* Heiden-Dorf: (grunts) Me saw...what you do...to Marcel. You make...Heiden-Dorf MAD! First...teasing Marcel...now me cheese sandwich! Me can't take...it NO-MORE! *Heiden-Dorf goes into a raging fit throughout the ape's setting, destroying everything in site* Ape: No one messes...my stuff...BUT ME! *Ape drops the cheese sandwich and starts destroying whatever he sees* *Once Ape dropped the sandwich, Heiden-Dorf's eyes started to gleam as he goes toward the cheese sandwich* Heiden-Dorf: (light grunt) Ahh...cheese sandwich ! *takes cheese sandwich and eats a bite from it even though Ape bite it a couple of times.* Yum... *Heiden-Dorf leaves* *After Ape is done being ballistic, he replies,* Ape: MY SANDWICH! The sandwich...I worked long..and hard...for. *Ape chases after Heiden-Dorf* *Camera fades for a commerical break with a promo saying, "did you eat a cheese sandwich today? Well you better, because it's good for you."*
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Post by Poker Joker on Mar 9, 2005 1:42:51 GMT -5
*The ring area goes black as the ring bell tones signalling the beginning of the next match. "Personal Jesus" by Marilyn Manson starts playing, and gray smoke fumes up by the ring enterance. The crowd goes wild with anticiptation.*
*ANNOUNCER*: Ladies and gentlemen, the next match is part of Round 2 of the EWT tournament and is scheduled for one fall.
*Moxie steps out from behind the curtain and walks through the smoke prompting a major fan reaction. His face carries blank, business-like expression as he makes his way down the asile. His eyes are simply fixed on the ring, and probably the business at hand.*
*ANNOUNCER*: Now making his way to the ring area, he is the current EWT Tri-State Champion... Ladies and gentlemen, THIS... IS... MOXIE!
*Moxie steps through the ropes and goes to the second rope of one of the turnbuckles to give the fans a good look at him with the Tri-State Title Belt draped on his shoulder. Suddenly, the ring area lightens up and "Like A Virgin" by Madonna hits the loudspeakers. Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark steps out from behind the curtain and makes his way down the stage with a confindent smile (maybe arrogant?) on his face.*
*ANNOUNCER*: And his opponent, weighing in at 220 lbs., Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark!
*Billy steps up onto the ring and quickly climbs into the ring between the second and third ropes in one quick movement. He then turns and acknowledges the crowd in a fairly cocky manner with his hands in the air. Moxie simply steps back as Billy does this, as though bored with the introductions and ready to get the match under way. He never takes his eyes off of Billy, though, even as the ref takes his Tri-State Title belt and hands it to the timekeeper. Billy, though, grabs a microphone, and starts talking.*
*Billy Ubermark*: Moxie, I can see one thing in your eyes, already. You don't respect me! I can tell that you've got the same opinion of me that almost everyone else seems to have. You think that just because I haven't had sex with a woman, yet, that I'm somehow less of a person than you are.
*Moxie just stares at Billy, seemingly unimpressed as the youngster continues. The fans start giving Billy some heckling.*
*Billy Ubermark*: Well, mister, I'm going to prove you wrong! I'll show you that just because I haven't gotten a piece of cake, doesn't mean I'm a piece of ass.
*The crowd starts chuckling as Billy suddenly realizes what he just said.*
*Billy Ubermark*: I mean, just because I'm a piece of ass, doesn't mean I haven't had a piece of pie.
*Again the crowd laughs, and Billy gets embarrassed. Moxie simply shakes his head. His face still carries a business-like stare.*
*Billy Ubermark* ... What I meant to say was, just because I haven't had sex, doesn't mean I'm easy.... err... to beat, that is. And when I'm done with you, I'm going to keep going all the way and win this tournament. And along the way, I'm going to see that drunk, Mprox, and I'm going to shove one of his old whiskey bottles STRAIGHT UP HIS ASS!!!! .... not that... that kind of thing turns me on... .but.... well,... you get the picture. I'll show him what its like to make some of somebody's personal demons.*
*The bell rings as Billy tosses the mic away, and Moxie seems relieved to get the match started.*
*COMMENTATORS FOR THIS MATCH: Max Seapad and Erick Shun*
*Max Seapad*: Well, this match is ready to get under way, and we have a potential classic between the young up-start and a proven champ.
*Erick Shun*: That we do, Max. And these two are about to lock up.
*Seapad*: The two competitors circle around, sizing one another up. Billy is the first to make a move towards Moxie. Moxie side-steps him and locks up Billy from behind with a waist lock. Billy struggles for a second, but gets out of it. Now the two are at a stand-off, again. And again, Billy is the first to make a move in. Moxie counters and hits him with a fireman's carry into a seated chinlock. Billy struggles for a second or two... makes his way over to the ropes and gets his foot underneith them. And the ref will break the count.
*Moxie breaks the hold but nails Billy with a kick to the back of the head*
*Shun*: OOHH! That had to hurt! A clean break by Moxie, but he follows up immediately with a boot to the back of Ubermark's head, and Billy is at a sudden disadvantage already.
*Seapad*: Now Moxie is laying the boots to Billy Ubermark. A couple good, solid stomps, and Billy is flat on his face. Moxie now is picking him up, and ready to begin work. He wrenches Billy's arm, and starts working on the left shoulder with some hard elbows.
*Shun*: Smart move by Moxie! He likes to work wrestlers over on the mat, and getting a body part weak is a good way to get them ready for some submission holds.
*Seapad*: Now Moxie pulls Billy over. He puts the arm behind him in a chickenwing... and there's a backsuplex, with Billy landing on that left arm. Billy's on the canvas, now, and you can already see the look of pain in his face. Moxie is taking his time, and the more he does, the more likely this match is going to head in his favor. Moxie rolls Billy over onto his stomach, and wenches the arm behind Billy's head in an inverted chickenwing. He might be going for the submission early. Billy's obviously in pain... but Billy slips out of the hold and makes his way to the ropes.
*Shun*: I don't think Moxie was trying for a submission, but more just to keep softening Billy up. That move was way too simple for someone of Moxie's reputation.
*Seapad*: Moxie now goes over to Billy and pulls him up to his feet. He sends Billy off the ropes, and nails him with a hard clothesline. Billy goes down hard, and Moxie follows it up with a knee drop to the chest. Moxie goes for the pin. 1... and just barely 2.
*Shun*: Billy's young and he's not built like a brick house, but he does have some muscle on him. He's not even close to ready to be pinned yet.
*Seapad*: And Moxie just found that out. He picks Billy up, and slams him back down onto the canvas in a bodyslam. Moxie goes for a standing leg drop. LOTS of elevation on it... but NOBODY'S HOME. And the Tri-State Champ lands smack on his tailbone.
*Shun*: Looks like its Billy's turn for some offense.
*Seapad*: That it does. Moxie rolls over onto all fours. Billy goes off the ropes and gets a head of steam, and there's a dropkick to the ribcage. Moxie rolls over, and you can see that shot really hit its mark. Billy Ubermark grabs Moxie, lifts him to his feet, and nails him between the eyes with an elbow smash... and there's another. Moxie backed up against the ropes. Billy whips him off to the otherside. And on his way back, Billy hits him with a jumping larriet kick. Moxie goes down, and the kid has a little bit of steam in him.
*Shun*: This is dangerous. You don't want to let a kid with an attitude into a match like this if you're Moxie.
*Seapad*: Billy Ubermark hits a running elbow drop on Moxie, now. The Tri-State Champ definately felt that one. Billy up on his feet. He pulls Moxie up by his tights, sizes him up for a second, and goes for the climb-up wheel kick. He nails it! Moxie goes down. Billy rolls him over for a cover. 1....2... and Moxie gets a shoulder up. Billy isn't happy, but he pulls Moxie up and goes right back to work. He whips Moxie into the corner and follows him in... Billy Ubermark hits the monkey flip. Moxie's down on the ground. Billy Ubermark quickly jumps up to the top rope with some nice agility. He comes off quickly, and hits a flying fist drop on Moxie.
*Shun*: The champ's in trouble. He needs to start getting back on his feet and slow this youngster down. Right now, Billy Ubermark has speed up the pace of this match to what he seems to like.
*Seapad*: Billy again goes for a quick cover, but again only gets a 2-count. Billy gets up and pulls Moxie up with him. A kick to the stomach keeps Moxie bent over. Billy runs off the ropes, and connects with a running swinging neckbreaker. Billy now takes a little time to show off to the fans, who really don't seem to know what to make of this youngster, yet.
*Billy stands up and gives a shrug of his shoulders as if to say "What's the big deal." The fans give him a luke-warm response, at best, mainly filled with some slight cat calls.*
*Shun*: And Billy's got Moxie down, right now. This is a rookie mistake; he should stay on him.
*Seapad*: Billy now picks up Moxie. He wrenches the arm for a cresent kick. Moxie ducks, and there's a quick kick to the mid-section from Moxie. Billy's doubled up, and Moxie hits a sharp DDT that plants Billy's forehead squarely on the mat. And just like that, the tide of this match has turned back to Moxie's favor.
*Shun*: That's why he's holding a belt, Max.
To Be Continued....
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Post by Poker Joker on Mar 9, 2005 1:43:37 GMT -5
Moxie vs Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark - Part 2
*Seapad*: Moxie collects himself quickly, and climbs on top of Billy. He starts connecting with some closed fists to Billy's face.
*Shun*: Welcome to the EWT, Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark.
*Seapad*: Billy's face isn't going to be the same after this. And now Moxie has that left arm again. He leans back. Fujiwara Armbar!
*Shun*: Just like a professional, Moxie goes right back to that arm he started on.
*Seapad*: Billy is really feeling that armbar, and Moxie has it locked in, tight. Billy Ubermark is trying to slip out of it, but Moxie won't let go. Billy rolls in now and somehow gets a punch to the stomach on Moxie. Its not much, but it gets the hold broken. Billy stands up holding the left arm, and hear comes Moxie on the attack. He scoops Billy up. Bam! He hits a shoulder breaker on that left shoulder.
*Shun*: If he hits another one of those, that arm of "The Virgin's" is going to come flying off.
*Seapad*: Moxie drags Billy over to the ropes. He wraps that bad arm around the second rope, and starts pulling on it. The ref starts the count to get Moxie to break the hold. 1...2...3...4... and Moxie breaks it just before 5. That shoulder of Billy's is taking a beating, Erick.
*Shun*: Its all part of a master plan, Max. Moxie is going to wear that shoulder down, and then use it to put Billy away.
*Seapad*: Moxie pulls Billy away from the ropes a bit and lays the kid on his stomach. He's got the arm pinned on the ground. And Moxie rams a knee right into the armpit. He gets up and does it again. How much more can Billy take? Now Moxie gets up. He stand Billy up by his singlet.... CROSSFACE CHICKENWING!
*Shun*: That's going to hurt! You were wondering how much Billy could take with his arm in this condition. This could be it.
*Seapad*: Billy is standing in the middle of the ring and Moxie has that Crossface Chickenwing on him. The left arm is twisted behind Billy's back.
*Shun*: Billy's fighting this, though!
*Seapad*: This is a submission hold, folks! Billy... struggling to make his way to one of the turnbuckles. He finally gets there. What's he doing? He climbs up and pushes himself off, and he falls backwards onto Moxie, who wasn't counting on that!
*Shun*: It looks like Billy has Moxie stunned, right now, but Billy landed with his left arm twisted behind his back AND between himself and Moxie. You just KNOW that took its toll on Ubermark's bad shoulder.
*Seapad*: But the important thing is that Billy broke the hold. And Billy is slow getting to his feet, but he beats Moxie. Billy grabs Moxie and pulls him into the corner. Billy climbs up to the middle rope... TORNADO DDT! I don't know if Moxie knows where he's at after that. Billy Ubermark climbs up to the top rope, again. He's still holding that arm. And there's a GUILLOTEEN LEG-DROP FROM THE TOP ROPE! It lands right across the neck of Moxie! Billy rolls on top of Moxie....1...2... Moxie gets a shoulder up!
*Shun*: Billy was too tired to hook a leg! If he would've done that, he may have won this!
*Seapad*: Billy pushes the shoulder down and holds it to try again. 1...2... Moxie gets the shoulder back up.
*Shun*: If it didn't work once before, why the hell would it work the second time?
*Seapad*: And you can see the frustration and pain mounting on Billy's face! He couldn't end the match there, and his arm is killing him. Billy needs to find a way to put Moxie away. He gets up, and pulls Moxie up with him. He sets Moxie up for another climb-up wheel kick... and this time Moxie ducks out! And Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark falls flat on his backside!
*Shun*: Moxie is in a position to turn this match around, again!
*Seapad*: Moxie stands waiting for Billy to get to his feet. Billy staggers towards Moxie... there's a front facelock. Moxie lifts Billy up!.... THERE'S THE BRAINBUSTER!
*Shun*: And we all know what that means!
*Seapad*: It wasn't perfect, but Billy Ubermark it has layed out on the mat. Moxie is heading towards the turnbuckle, but I think he's still dizzy from some of the punishment Billy had dished out!
*Shun*: I think you're right, Max. He's not getting to the top rope as fast as he usually does for that 450 Splash. Billy's Tornado DDT must have knocked some of his screws loose.
*Seapad*: He'd better hurry. Billy is starting to stir. Moxie finally gets to the top rope, but Billy is on his knees. Billy sees Moxie... he falls forwards and has just enough in him to cause Moxie to fall bow-legged onto that top turnbuckle! Moxie is hurt!
*The fans give Billy some boos for the cheap move*
*Shun*: Somebody's going to need a bag of frozen peas, tonight!
*Seapad*: What?!!
*Shun*: Trust me.
*Seapad*: Billy Ubermark climbs up to the top rope where Moxie is poised in agony. He lands a couple of punches to Moxie's face.... he sets up... HURRICANRANA from the TOP ROPE! Moxie is in DEEP trouble now! Billy Ubermark goes for a cover, this time he hooks a leg.... 1....2....AND MOXIE BARELY GETS A SHOULDER UP!!!!
*Shun*: AGAIN?!! Unbelieveable!
*Seapad*: What does it take to put Moxie down for good? Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark has to be wondering that, this very minute. Billy picks Moxie up. Both men are moving very slowly. Billy locks up with the front facelock and connects with a snap suplex.
*Shun*: Go for a cover, Billy!
*Seapad*: I agree! He should do it, but he isn't! Billy signals with a swipe if his arms (like a baseball player signalling "safe") that he's going to end this match. He's going to the top rope! What's he going to try?
*Shun*: This could finish things!
*Seapad*: He goes for a Corkscrew!... AND MISSES! Moxie just rolled out of the way at the last possible moment!!
*Shun*: That was a good idea by Billy, but I think he would've been smarter to just try to get the win off the snap suplex, instead of trying for the high-impact move!
*Seapad*: And now Moxie is getting up. He pulls Billy to his feet and whips the youngster into the far corner. Moxie follows up, looking for a Stinger Splash in the corner... BILLY DUCKS!!!! BILLY DUCKED IT!!!! And Moxie hits the turnbuckle hard with his sternum. He bounces offer, and falls into the ropes.... and out of the ring, between the top and middle ropes!
*Shun*: The ref is going to check on Moxie, who's down on the cement. And Billy Ubermark is getting his wind back in the middle of the ring!
*Seapad*: Billy looks like he's getting ready for a plancha, here..... WAIT A MINUTE!!! Someone just jumped the guardrails surrounding the ring!
*Shun*: It's Mprox!!!
*Seapad*: The ref is busy checking on Moxie! Mprox comes into the ring.... Billy doesn't see him! What's Mprox got in his hand?!
*Shun*: It's... It's....
*Seapad*: OH MY GOD!!!! IT'S A ROLLED UP COPY OF PLAYBOY!.... AND HE BRINGS IT DOWN ACROSS THE BACK OF BILLY "THE VIRGIN" UBERMARK'S HEAD!
*Billy grabs the back of his head, but Mprox continues to beat on Billy's head with the Playboy!
*Shun*: That's one of Billy Ubermark's favorite magazine!
*Seapad*: I WONDER IF THIS IS MPROX'S IDEA OF IRONY!
*Shun*: I wonder if Billy really does just read that magazine for the articles?
*Seapad*: ARE YOU CRAZY?
*Shun*: They had a really good one in there about Larry King a few months ago.
*Seapad*: MPROX CONTINUES TO BEAT ON BILLY WITH THAT DAMNED MAGAZINE! And now Billy is laying in the ring holding his head, and Mprox slides back out of the ring and makes his way back up the ramp.... and the ref didn't see ANY of that! He's too busy with Moxie!
*Shun*: The ref has started the count on Moxie, already. He's up to 6....7....8.... and Moxie crawls back into the ring under the bottom rope!
*Seapad*: Billy Ubermark is moving, but he's still holding the back of his head and laying on the ground. He doesn't see Moxie crawling over behind him! Moxie takes advange... AND HERE COMES THE DOUBLE-ARM RING! THAT BROKEN CROSS!
*Shun*: That arm of Billy's can't take much more of this!
*Seapad*: I believe you're right. Moxie has that hold cinched in... and BILLY'S GIVING UP! HE SUBMITTED! Moxie is going to walk away with the victory!
*ANNOUNCER*: Here is your winner of this match, as the result of a submission.... the EWT Tri-State Champion.... MOXIE!!!
*Fans go wild as Moxie quickly slides out of the ring. Tired and beaten, he still manages to raise his arm in victory as an official outside the ring runs over to hand him is Tri-State Title Belt. Meanwhile, Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark lays in the ring, clutching his left arm.*
*Seapad*: So Moxie is going to advance to the next round of the tournament! And Mprox gets a measure of revenge on Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark for some of the things that this young superstar has said about him.
*Shun*: Who would've thunk that after all the times Billy has beaten himself BECAUSE of a Playboy magazine, that a Playboy magazine would've actually beat Billy?!
*Seapad*: I don't know, but on that note. I think its time for a break. Along with my partner, the one and only "Hard to Beat" Erick Shun, I'm Max Seapad... period. Stay tuned for more EWT action!
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Post by HMARK Center on Mar 9, 2005 2:19:44 GMT -5
BK: Hehe, some nice commentary there. That was a pretty damn solid writeup.
BiC:
<Mox walks backstage, where the rest of the P.R. awaits him>
HMark: <putting a hand on his shoulder> Excellent work. You're with Ape, Myles, and the others in the Elite Eight.
Mox: Two down, three to go.
HMark: Careful now <smiles>...one of those three might be me.
Mox: <smirks> Heh, maybe so. But you've got DSR to worry about, right?
HMark: <serious> Indeed I do. And other matters, too. But let's not worry about that now. Someone from the Prophecy Reborn is winning this whole damn thing, and you've taken another step in making that a reality tonight. Drinks are on me tonight.
Mox: But-
HMark: Trust me on this; I'm amazed by your training, but even the best deserve a night lent to <slips arm around the silent woman's waist, chuckles> debauchery.
Mox: <considers> Well...maybe after the tournament.
HMark: <serious> Excellent. Very good. You've got your eyes on the prize. I've said it before, I might be the biggest sinner around here, and I'm all for a night of vice...but the best keep their eyes on the goal. Especially when they're on the road to becoming an icon.
Mox: No matter what happens, I'll make the Prophecy Reborn proud.
HMark: And that? <looks towards the woman, nods knowingly> Gospel.
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Post by THE Dinobot on Mar 9, 2005 5:37:02 GMT -5
The Commies are backstage (minus Heiden-Dorf, who still searches for a cheese sandwitch), and they're discussing the fallout from the Adams/apeguy match.
Dorf: I'm so sorry, man, Marcel. We had no idea what was going to happen out there. Did you see the look on the face of that freak apeguy as we was mollywhopping him? That guy has surly gone insane.
Fuzzy: Yeah.
Marcel: Well.....don't worry. The way I see it, and that's the only way you SHOULD see it, apeguy may have won that battle, but this war is FAR from over.
Dorf: But, the rules state you can't have a re-match with him, until at lease he's out of the tournament, or if he wins it, not until AFTER he gets his title shot.
Fuzzy: He's right.
Marcel: Well, maybe he'll just be out of the tournament quicker then expected......remember, something happened to Triple H. *evil smerk*
Dorf and Fuzzy laugh.
Dorf: YOU ARE A GENIUS!!! THAT IS SO SMART!
Fuzzy: YEAH!!!
Marcel: ......or maybe, I wont even have to attack him, because if I did that, Toomi would be all over me, and possibly suspend me.
Dorf: So, what else can you do to make him get of the tournament sooner?
Fuzzy: Yeah...What?
Marcel: Maybe, just maybe, I can make him come to me...you know, have him 'rough' me up. Then go to Toomi and tell him that sargeantapeguy did it to me, and he's unfit to even be back.
Dorf: That's a great idea and all. But how can you make sure he'll attack you bad enough?
Fuzzy: Yeah....How?
Marcel: Well, if he doesn't do a bad enough job, I have this old friend Hollywood, works with make-up and stuff, he can make me look the part, if you know what I mean, and I can easily get some fake scans from a doctor.
Dorf: You've already thought it over? No wonder you're a legend.
Fuzzy: Legend.
Marcel: Of corse. And let's just say, you'll see Marcel Adams/sargeantapeguy II before you see Heiden-Dorf get his cheese sandwitch.
Fuzzy: Cheese.
Marcel: And of corse, sargeantapeguy, he'll get his....just do.
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on Mar 9, 2005 8:57:57 GMT -5
BK: Good job with the match HM Myles.
BIC:
*HBH is backstage with Gasoline and Rosa* HBH: HM Myles, you may have won the match, but that was a fluke. Everybody knows I should've won that match. As good as you are, I'm that da*n better. And now you and your lackey Red want a shot at the EWT Tag Team titles?
Rosa: HM Myles, Amazing Red, you are looking at the premier tag team not just in EWT, but in all of wrestling. You two don't stand stand a chance against them.
Gas: That's right. HBH and myself will crush you. Is that a chance you're willing to take?
HBH: You were right, Myles. This thing between us, it's not over. The next time we meet, I will beat you to a bloody pulp!
*HBH, Gasoline, and Rosa walk off*
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Mar 9, 2005 10:15:55 GMT -5
Bk: Sorry, meant to do this last night but kid had trouble sleeping. BiK: Announcer: This next contest is part of the #1 Contender's Tournement that pits 2 of EWT's oldest rivals against each other 1 more time. 1 man will advance & 1 man will not. Making his way to the ring first, here is DSR. His opponent is none other then the leader of the Prophecy. Here is HitmanMark. *Both men get in the ring. Both men stare each other down as memories of their past fill the air. The matches, the history, the bitter rivalry, the family gatherings. All mean nothing now, as it's a chance for a new future for both. The bell rings as both men continue to just stare at each other. DSR makes a gesture for a handshake as Hitman slaps the hand out of the way & connects with a punch. This takes DSR by suprise & angers him, as both men start brawling right where they left off months ago before the forced birth of the Megalomaniacs. Both men lock up with DSR getting the upperhand on an armdrag take down. DSR quickly drops an elbow on Hitman. DSR grabs Hitman & lifts him up, throwing him into the ropes. Hitman ducks a clothesline & bounces off the ropes with a high cross bodyblock. DSR escapes even before the ref can get into position.* *Hitman grabs DSR & runs him headfirst into the top turnbuckle. Hitman rams DSR's head multiple times as the fans count along. DSR manages an escape & reverses Hitman into the corner, as he starts nailing chops as the fans respond:* Fans: Wooooo!!! Woooooo!!! *DSR grabs Hitman & sets him up with a release German Suplex. DSR gets to his feet first & grabs Hitman, throwing him over the top rope. DSR climbs to the top rope & leaps off, going for a double axe handle. Hitman manages a punch that sends DSR flipping at ringside. Hitman starts giving the boot to DSR & grabs DSR, sending him into the barricade. Hitman runs at DSR, who hits a backbody drop over the baqrricade to Hitman. DSR climbs the barricade & gets out into the crowd, grabbing Hitman. DSR runs Hitman's head into the barricade. DSR starts to look around & sees Zach Gowan in the audience. DSR shoves Gowan down & rips off his prosthetic leg, using the leg to beat Hitman. DSR uses it multiple times to where the leg not only breaks, but a screw from it cuts Hitman open on the head. DSR throws the leg to the fans & starts punching away on Hitman, making the wound open even more. DSR takes the blood & smears it on his chest, letting out what sounds like a primal scream. DSR lifts up Hitman to prepare for a bodyslam, but Hitman connects with a cane he found in the fan area right in the crotch area. This sends DSR reeling. Hitman uses the cane & breaks it over DSR's head, that leads to DSR busted open now. Hitman stands up on a chair & grabs DSR. Hitman hoists DSR up & jumps off the chair, landing DSR's head on the cement ground with a piledriver off a steel chair.* Fans: Holy s***, holy s***, holy s***!!!! *By this point, DSR is a bloody mess as Hitman grabs him & drags him back to the barricade. He passes Gowan & tells the kid something. Gowan lands a punch to DSR as the fans cheer him on like crazy. Hitman then looks at Gowan.* Hitman: That wasn't a punch, punk. Geeze, try to do something nice & I get THAT?? *Hitman teaches Gowan how to punch by punching him. Hitman tosses DSr into the barricade & throws him over it. Hitman climbs over the barricade, grabbing DSR. Hitman slides DSR into the ring & climbs to the top rope. Hitman looks down at DSR & leaps off the top rope with a flying headbutt. Hitman connects & grabs DSR, laying on him a Triple Play German Suplex. Hitman goes for a cover but DSR manages to get a shoulder up at the 2-count. Hitman gets to his feet & lifts DSR up. Hitman goes for a slam but DSR reverses it into a small package. Hitman manages an escape using the ropes. Hitman gets to his feet as does DSR. Hitman charges at DSR, who manages an EmoKick to the chin, sending Hitman reeling back. Just then, Hitman starts to stagger forward for no reason as DSR grabs Hitman & bends him over, nailing a TurboNegro Destroyer. DSR covers Hitman as the ref counts 1-2-3. A bloody DSR gets to his feet as the referee raises his hand. DSR walks to the back.* *In the ring, Hitman lay unconcious in the ring, a bloody mess on the face. Just then, a famaliar figure climbs into the ring.* Joey Styles: OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD!!! IT'S D-BOY!!! D-BOY IS IN THE RING!!!! AND HE'S GOT SOMETHING IN HIS HAND!!!!! *D-Boy stands over Hitman as the referee tries to push him away. D-Boy hits the referee with what he's holding as the referee immediatly collapses in the ring as his body starts to spasm. D-Boy grabs Hitman & pulls him up, as he hits him in the stomach with what he's holding. Hitman drops like a sack of bricks as his body starts to spasm, too. D-Boy grabs Hitman & starts throwing punches. D-Boy then throws DSR & nails an Orange Crush on him. D-Boy lifts Hitman up & throws him into the ropes, hitting him in the stomach again with what he's holding. Hitman drops to the mat & starts having a severe spasm. D-Boy drops what he's holding & walks out of the ring. The camera focuses on what D-Boy was holding, which is now laying in the ring:*
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Post by invaderdave on Mar 9, 2005 10:29:17 GMT -5
Bk: Man, I'm seeing some really good matches. PJ, your match was great, and Toomi the DSR and Mark match was sweet too.
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