I gave a general Idea, the guy running CNW made it
Nice! Liked the commentary as well on that. Though I am curious, since sadly I didn't get a chance to watch all of it yet and have no sound at work to find out. Do you dub for promo's or is it just written and captioned?
written and captions, i should mention that the booker while he does accept promos for shows, often writes them for characters although you can give him input and you can promo in the show threads/misc. promo. its kinda weird like that
Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Mar 7, 2013 19:30:46 GMT -5
Sounds good. If all goes well, I'll be able to edit and post the show tomorrow.
By the way, for those who haven't already seen it on the first page, Comic Book Chaos will be the next supercard, so start thinking of comic book themes and motifs. I suggest everyone look at past versions of this show - Saved by the Bell, The Muppets Take WWCF, and The Animated PPV - for ways to bring it to life.
And on that note, shall Gus and Seth do the honors of picking out themes for the show? As I did for Seth, I will put your combined picks in the next card to ensure greater exposure and votes.
Post by Connor Mackenzie on Mar 8, 2013 15:38:38 GMT -5
Last match will be in tonight BRB. I had originally planned on having it in last night but had some things come up IRL that took some precedent. It will be in tonight though for sure. Hopefully in the next couple of hours as I plan on working on it as soon as I get home from work.
Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Mar 8, 2013 22:09:23 GMT -5
TH: Welcome everyone to Niteraw! I’m Gorilla Tim Hoss as always and joining me on color commentary is none other than Jesse King! JK: Comic Book Chaos is coming just around the corner, Gorilla and things are coming to a head in the FAWA Universe. TH: You’re telling me, Jesse. Tonight Seth Drakin’s Interforums Cup tournament concludes when Connor Mackenzie, the Television Champion, not only must defend his title against the General of the Monkey Army, but he also must face Jason Flynn for the Interforums Cup! JK: And if that’s not enough, we have a titanic four-way match between Aaron Enigma, Ryan Blood, Scott Martin, and Sammy Twister. TH: All this and more coming your way!
TH: Wait… wait… JK: Oh no…
MM: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the FAWA World Champion, "The Predator Knight" Gus Richlen!
*Richlen walks out, but then he jumps the barricade and the fans are all over him as he holds the belt over all of them before making it back to the ramp. Then he jumps over to the other side of the ramp and the same thing happens before he gets back to the ramp. As the refrain hits, he holds the title up and off goes the pyro before he enters the ring.*
GUS RICHLEN: If you've ever wanted further proof that Michael Hayden is an arrogant little brat, then maybe you should check on what's happening in the newly-reunited 101 Colony. He's let his head get big enopugh there to piss off most of those that have been there longer than him, so much so that one of them has actually challenged him to a gauntlet match there. Knowing Hayden, he'll refuse to accept.
Hayden, your ego has run unchecked for far too long. You've looked down on anyone who has had to work for what they've had, you've been so arrogant as to call yourself God, and you've been so arrogant as to act like I don't stand a chance against you in two weeks.
But in two weeks, I'm going to deflate your ego so fast you won't know what hit you. Your hypocrisy has already been exposed because you refuse to give Mackenzie a rematch, and soon your other weaknesses will be exposed.
And when all is said and done, I will remain World Champion, and you'll be the latest in the line of those I've dethroned.
Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Mar 8, 2013 22:09:43 GMT -5
THE HOLLYWOOD ENIGMAS VERSUS THE BADD BROTHERS
TH: Welcome back to Niteraw! Up next we have the debut match of the Hollywood Enigmas! How do you think they will work together?
JK: I am sure Hayden and Enigma can handle themselves quite easily. A former Heavyweight champion combined with the 2013 Lord of the Ring? Sounds like a powerful duo.
TH: This is going to be a good display of what they can do. They need to make their case to get a tag title shot.
JK: Of course, but come on. Whoever they put up against the Hollywood Enigmas will be destroyed!
TH: We shall see this match starts now!
MM: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
*Antihero walks to the ring with a microphone…*
TH: What the? JK: It’s Antihero! TH: Yes! It is Antihero, from Society’s Worst Nightmares! JK: What is he doing interrupting the match?
AH:It's been nearly a year since I debuted here, and I've been doing great until just recently, and one thing I want to do is win the world title. That begins tonight with an open challenge to anyone in the back so come on out!
*Antihero's first opponent in his FAWA career, Jack “the Snack” Rogers comes to the ring ready to fight.*
TH: Looks like we have an unexpected-
AH:Yeah, King, Hoss why don't you take this match off I think I'll handle commentary for once.
*Will Alfonso calls for the bell.*
AH: And here we go with the start of what should be a phenomenal contest
* Jack swings with a huge right hand for Antihero's head but he misses and gets caught with a huge dropkick
AH: And what an incredibly brutal dropkick by Antihero. He will be feeling that tommorow.
*Jack Rogers returns to his feet but is caught with a roundhouse kick
AH:Ooh that has gotta hurt! And I think Antihero is ready to end this!
*Antihero sets up for an Anticlimax but stops short
AH:Sorry I need two hands for this one.
*Anti throws the Microphone to the ref and hits the Anticlimax, takes the microphone back and covers
Michael I got this.
Here is your winner and the future World Heavyweight champion: Antihero
Open challenge is issued for next week.
*Antihero drops the mic and leaves to backstage…*
TH: I’m not so sure, but you can’t deny that he’s showing initiative. JK: Didn’t Scott Martin issue a challenge too? TH: Well, I guess we’ll just see how that works out for them then. Could be a mutual challenge.
Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a Tag Team Match scheduled for one fall…
MM: At a combined weight of 439 lbs. “Hollywood’s Own” Michael Hayden….”The Head Detecitive” Aaron Enigma….THE HOLLYWOOD ENIGMAS!!!
*Aaron Enigma and Michael Hayden appear on the entrance ramp. A pyro goes off that forms the shape of stars as the two raise their arms and bask in the spotlight. The two slowly walk to the ring before getting in and standing together in the center, another spotlight focused on them.*
TH: Hayden and Enigma look ready for this.
JK: They look more like they are ready for a movie part.
*Ready to Roll by Jet Black Stare
MM: And their opponents in the ring…The BADD BROTHERS!!!
TH: This is the best chance the Badd Brothers have ever had!
JK: If by chance you mean chance for their bells to get rung then I agree!
*Aaron gets into the ring against Jake Badd. The bell sounds.*
TH: Time for this explosive match to begin!
*The two men lock up in the center but Aaron quickly gets around the back of Jake Badd.*
TH: Enigma showing his prowess early!
*Aaron lifts up Jake and puts him on the mat, transitioning to the front headlock.*
JK: Aaron wants to showcase his talents, but as a tag team we need to see some teamwork.
*Aaron wrenches the arm of Jake Badd and tags in Hayden!*
TH: Here is the teamwork you want!
*Hayden gets in the ring and takes the arm from Aaron. He whips Jake into the ropes and plants him with a clothesline!*
TH: The Badd brothers better do something quickly.
JK: I agree with you there, Tim. The Hollywood Enigmas aren’t pushovers.
*Hayden grabs Jake and whips him into the corner. He tags in Aaron who immediately gets on his knees in front of Jake!*
JK: What is going on?.
TH: Time for some team work!
*Hayden runs at Jake and steps up on Aaron before nailing a Yakuza Kick!*
JK: Did you see that kick?!
TH: That looked like Jake’s head could have been knocked off!
*Aaron goes to pin Jake. 1…2...Kickout! Jake gets his shoulder up!*
JK: A big kickout from Jake. Still what a move from Hayden and Enigma!
*Aaron lifts up Jake and signals for the Brilliant Deduction. Jake manages to grab him though and drops him with a suplex. *
TH: Nice counter from Jake!
*Jake crawls to the edge of the ring, tagging in Jesse!*
JK: Finally a tag from the Badd Brothers!
*Jesse gets into the ring and clotheslines Aaron a couple times. He ducks under a punch from Aaron and lifts him up for a back suplex!*
JK: A nice move from Jesse!
TH: He can’t pin Aaron though can he?
*Jesse goes to pin Aaron. 1…2...Kickout! Aaron pushes him off!*
JK: Nice kickout from Aaron!
TH: The Badd Brothers have the advantage though still!
*Jesse lifts Aaron up and throws him into the corner! He charges at Aaron!*
TH: What is Jesse’s plan?
JK: I don’t know but I know it promises to be painful!
*Jesse jumps to splash Aaron. Aaron rolls out of the way and tags in Hayden.*
TH: A nice dodge from Aaron. Hayden back in the match!
JK: Hayden looks ready to explode!
* Hayden leaps into the ring and immediately runs across the ring He slams Jake off the edge of the ring before charging at Jesse and dropping him with a big kick!*
TH: Excellent moves from Hayden!
JK: He is setting up for something with Aaron!
*Hayden throws Jesse into the waiting arm of Enigma. He spins and nails Jesse in the back of the head with an elbow and Enigma immediately drops him with a Reverse STO!*
TH: Wow what a combo!
JK: That wasn’t just a combo! Death From Above from Hayden combined with a signature Reverse STO from Enigma
*Aaron locks in a Kneeling Muta Lock on Jesse. Hayden dropkicks Jake out of the ring so he can’t interfere as Jesse taps out quickly!*
*DING! DING! DING!*
MM: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winners….THE HOLLYWOOD ENIGMAS!!!
*Enigma and Hayden raise each other’s hands before looking at the downed Badd Brother. They make sure the spotlight follows them out of the ring as they walk up the ramp with a little pep in their step.*
TH: Now that was a dominant match by Hayden and Enigma!
JK: That combo at the end knocked Jesse’s lights out. I’m surprised he was able to tap!
TH: That was quite the match! Aaron has a TV title match later though! Can he win it? Stick around to find out, we’ll be right back folks!
Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Mar 8, 2013 22:10:06 GMT -5
SAMMY TWISTER VERSUS AARON ENIGMA VERSUS SCOTT MARTIN VERSUS RYAN BLOOD
TH: Welcome back to Niteraw everybody. Up first we got a real slobberknocker brewing as Aaron Enigma, Ryan Blood, Sammy Twister, and newcomer Scott Martin square off in the squared circle. JK: I've got my eye on that Scott Martin. He looks like he has a good head on his shoulders. TH: Let's find out if it is any good then. JK: Take it away, Muffer!
MM: Ladies and gentlemen, our first match of the evening is a Four Man Exhibition bout scheduled for one fall.
Standing in the ring with me now is the first contestant.
Hailing from Orlando, Florida and weighing 217lbs, he is the Doctor of Dance himself, Sammy Twister!
And introducing his first opponent...
*Fire erupts on the stage; a ring of fire surrounds Aaron Enigma, who scowls at Sammy Twisters before walking to the ring...*
TH: He lost to Gus Richlen at Lord of the Ring, but now his fellow Hollywood Enigma, Michael Hayden, has a shot at the World Title. JK: That is neither here nor there. The Head Detective made it to the top of the mountain before the Predator Knight pounced him off of it.
MM: Making his way to the ring from Concord, New Hampshire;
He is "The Head Detective" Aaron Enigma!
TH: Enigma did it before, and surely he'll make it there again. JK: On that we can agree. TH: Sammy Twister is playing with the big boys tonight though. He could make a move of his own. JK: What move? The Harlem Shake?
*Enigma hops into the ring and chucks his magnifying glass and hat to the crowd before pointing at Sammy Twister...*
*The lights in the Parts Unknown Arena flash black and green as Scott Martin walks out, hood drawn...*
MM: Their next opponent:
Weighing 215lbs and hailing from Beverly, Massachusetts:
*Martin heads to the ring, taunting the fans...*
TH: He's a newcomer to Parts Unknown. He looks to have a chip on his shoulder. JK: Ah, a blue chip though. Scott Martin has the right attitude for this business if I say so myself. TH: He showed he has what it takes to win last week, but what will happen when he faces off against the likes of former World Champions like Aaron Enigma and Ryan Blood? JK: He might not win tonight, but they're going to remember him after tonight.
*Martin slides into the ring and climbs a turnbuckle.*
Martin: What's my name?
JK: See? You have to act like you're hot stuff before people treat you like hot stuff. Reminds me of myself when I first broke into this business. TH: I come from a more humble school of self-promotion. Let the fans pick me. JK: That's why you were never as big as me. TH: Now let's not go down that road, King.
*The lights darken in the Parts Unknown Arena...*
*Blue pyro jets explode. Ryan Blood stands at the head of the stage. Blue light bathes the Parts Unknown Arena as he walks down the entrance ramp...*
TH: Besides, it's arguable that neither of us was as big as this man, Ryan Blood, who actually held the FAWA World Championship, and only half a year ago at that. JK: I'm already bigger than him. TH: I ain't talking about our guts, King. I'm talking about fame. JK: If we works at it, he might become half as big as me, Jesse King.
MM: Introducing the final contestant:
From Baltimore, Maryland;
He is "The Blood Knight" Ryan Blood!
JK: I held the Interforums Title in my day and I was a huge star. Ryan Blood has the attitude, but now he needs the media attention I got with a belt half as valuable. TH: You sure do think highly of yourself. JK: Of course I do. I'm hot stuff, Gorilla. TH: I think you've sitting out a little too long.
*Blood walks up the ring steps and hops over the ropes into the ring as the lights return to normal...*
TH: Referee John Creed will officiate tonight's match and...
DING! DING! DING!
TH: There they go!
*Martin spears Twister and Enigma catches Blood in a headlock during the opening moments. As Martin drops elbow after elbow after elbow on Twister, Enigma cranks up the pressure and forces Blood down to a knee*
TH: Martin wearing down Sammy Twister with those elbow drops! JK: Funny you don't see more of this kind of thing, Gorilla. If an attack works, spam the hell out of it, that's what I say.
*Blood struggles and pushes himself back to a standing position, from which he pushes Enigma into the ropes and whips him across the ring! Enigma bounds off the ropes and comes running back to quickly jump over Blood (who's dropped down in front of him), then Blood leapfrogs him as he bounces off the other set of ropes, and Blood throws a low dropkick that hits him in the knees and sends him to the mat! Meanwhile, Martin is going for the pin on Sammy Twister*
Blood notices at the last second, runs over and kicks Martin in the ribs to break it up!
JK: The new guy might've won in record time if Blood hadn't stopped him just now!
*Tilt-a-whirl backbreaker from Blood leaves Martin laying, and Blood follows up by flipping off the top rope and crashing down onto Martin with an Arabian press! Cover*
Enigma pulls Blood off of Martin and drops both legs onto Blood's midsection!
TH: And now Blood's the one getting a pin attempt broken up, followed by a double leg drop from Aaron Enigma! JK: I don't see how Enigma ever totally avoids hitting his opponent in the junk with that move.
*As a groaning Ryan Blood rolls away, Enigma targets the weakened Scott Martin by going for a Reverse STO, but is stopped by none other than Sammy Twister, who catches him with a dropkick to the back! Enigma stumbles forward, and Martin comes to his senses right in time to lock on a guillotine choke!*
TH: Guillotine choke locked in tight, and Martin could get a submission here!
*Twister, seeing one of his opponents choking out the other, starts punching Martin in the face! Referee John Creed admonishes Twister for the use of closed fists, but it accomplishes what Twister wanted by forcing Martin to loosen his grip, freeing Enigma*
TH: And the Head Detective is loose again, if perhaps kind of oxygen-starved. JK: Here comes Sammy Twister!
*Twister with a flying clothesline to Enigma, taking the Head Detective off his feet! And then Ryan Blood spins him around and brings him down with a hiptoss neckbreaker!*
TH: Looks like Blood's back in the match now!
*Blood goes for a Turbolaser Blast on Martin, but the tall man catches his foot and transitions into an ankle lock! Before Blood can do anything, Martin grapevines the leg and drops to the mat! Blood lets out a pained scream as Martin torques the ankle with all his might, and claws for the ropes!*
TH: Another submission attempt by the technically sound rookie! JK: He'd have a lot to brag about if he made Ryan Blood tap out! Or Aaron Enigma, for that matter! The guy's gone from wrestling BotchSuke to taking on two former world champions!
*Enigma prevents any possibility of a tapout by nailing a low dropkick to Martin's head! As Martin groggily tries to sit up, Enigma fires a stiff kick into his spine, drawing a gasp of pain from Martin!*
TH: Ouch! On top of the backbreaker he took earlier, Martin's spine cannot be feeling good right now! JK: And Enigma isn't done!
*Sitout inverted suplex slam on Martin, by Enigma! Cover*
Blood breaks it up!
TH: Almost a three, but Blood stops it!
*Enigma up to his feet to hit Blood with a Muay Thai elbow strike! Blood reels and fires back with a roundhouse kick to Enigma's chest! Enigma winces, and lands a punch to Blood's gut! Blood gasps, and throws a rolling elbow at Enigma--ducked! Enigma goes for Blood with a discus clothesline--also ducked! And then Sammy Twister comes out of nowhere to bring down both men with a flying cross body! And as soon as Twister gets to his feet, he's brought down by a diving European uppercut from Martin!*
TH: Bah gawd, a great display of athleticism from all four men in this match! JK: But Martin's the last one standing, and now he can pick any target he wants!
*Martin looks from one downed opponent to the next to the next and settles on Sammy Twister. Martin drops Twister down and lands a cutter.*
TH: 5150 from Scott Martin! JK: Go for the pin!
TH: Aaron Enigma breaks the pin! JK: I don’t think the Doctor of Dance will be getting up any time soon. TH: But who will get the pinfall? JK: If Scott Martin can-
*Enigma lifts Martin up by the side and plants him with a Northern Lights Driver-*
TH: Nope, not happening! Enigma with the Brilliant Deduction! JK: But here comes Ryan Blood!
*As Aaron gets back up, Blood whips him into the corner. Blood props Enigma up onto the turnbuckle, front facelocks him, and DDTs him from the top rope.*
JK: ADH! Blood lands the ADH! TH: But wait, Sammy Twister is hobbling back to his feet! JK: Not if Blood has anything to do with it!
*Blood inverted headlocks Twister from behind and-*
TH: Krayt Dragon! And the Doctor of Dance taps!
DING! DING! DING!
MM: Here is your winner as a result of a submission: Ryan… Blood!
TH: What a fast and furious finish to this four man brawl, King! JK: You’re telling me, but Blood conquers all tonight. TH: Aaron Enigma almost had it too. JK: You kidding? For a moment I thought Scott Martin was gonna have a landmark win very early in his career. TH: There’s no shame in this loss. JK: Of course there is. Martin should stare in the mirror long and hard and decide if he wants to be here. TH: Oh, that’s unnecessary. It’s a rookie loss and nothing more. JK: Martin needs to make sure this never happens again. TH: Think you’re being a little extreme there? It’s his second match. JK: Okay, maybe it’s not that bad. TH: In any case, it’s time for commercials. We’ll see you on the other side.
Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Mar 8, 2013 22:10:24 GMT -5
BOIRA RUUMU BURAARA VERSUS MAYOR GREAT BOTCHSUKE
TH: Welcome back, FAWA Galaxy. Coming up we have the debut of FAWA Majority Shareholder Boiler Room Brawler's new in-ring representative: Boiler Room Brawler. JK: Color me intrigued. Last year around this time BRB trotted out El Hijo de Boiler Room Brawler, who was six feet, twelve inches and four hundred pounds of pure power - easily the biggest man to ever enter an FAWA ring. TH: But unfortunately, he couldn't win a match to save his life. JK: No, no he couldn't, but on the other hand, no one man ever pinned him or made him submit. Whether it was a two-on-one handicap, a first blood match, or a tag match, El Hijo de BRB was a force to be reckoned with nonetheless. TH: Regardless, Brawler let him go and in his place is this man from the land of the rising sun. JK: Evidently BRB is even giving this representative his own name. TH: What kind of wrestling skills does this man have in store for us? Let's find out...
MM: Ladies and gentlemen of the FAWA Galaxy, the following match is scheduled for one fall.
Standing in the ring with me now at a weight of 180lbs and hailing from Iwate, Japan:
Mayor... Great... Botchsuke!
*Mayor Great Botchsuke runs a lap around the ring, holding two thumbs up for the fans...*
TH: A fitting first match for Boiler Room Brawler. JK: Yeah. For all we know these two wrestled in the past back in Japan, but who knows what the past few years have done for their skills?
*Botchsuke stakes out a corner, shaking with energy and anticipation...*
MM: And introducing his opponent...
*Boiraa Ruumu Buraar walks through a thick layer of mist, his red, yellow, and black oni mask sticking out. He bears a cape and shoulder pads as he glides to the ring...*
TH: He certainly carries an air of menace about him. JK: He has the look, but does he have the attitude and the skill to back it up? Is he a paper tiger or does this dog have bite?
MM: Making his way to the ring from Nazo no Basho, Japan
He is the in-ring representative of Boiler Room Brawler:
Boiler... Room... Brawler!
*Buraara walks up the ring steps, crosses into the ring, and removes his cape and shoulder pads...*
TH: Botchsuke has a bit of a spotty record, but for all we know, Brawler here might begin his own losing streak right here tonight. JK: Would be a shame.
BRB: Boiraa Ruumu Buraraa!
JK: Really? Jake Kwon is the ref for this match? TH: What? JK: You don't see the obvious?
DING! DING! DING!
*Botchsuke and Buraara circle each other...*
TH: What do you mean the obvious? JK: An asian man is refereeing a match between two asian wrestlers. TH: What about - Botchsuke with a kick; Brawler catches it!
*Botchsuke attempts an enzuigiri kick, but-*
TH: Brawler ducking the enzuigiri kick, and here he comes with some knife edge chops! JK: He's gonna paint Botchsuke's chest red. Did you hear that, Gorilla? TH: I sure did. Another chop!
*Botchsuke is in pain, turning away from Buraara, who pursues him and-*
TH: Brawler with a low kick. Another low kick. Another. JK: I think he's trying to ground and cripple Botchsuke with those kicks. TH: Wait, Botchsuke is made of sterner stuff than that. He makes for the apron!
*Botchsuke jumps onto the second rope, rebounds, and attempts a kick, but flops onto the mat right in front of Buraara...*
TH: Buraara looks confused. JK: He's probably wondering why Botchsuke is his first match. TH: Looks like he doesn't care though, and he goes to town on Botchsuke!
*Buraara stomps on Botchsuke's back until Botchsuke rolls out of the ring and Kwon begins the count...*
TH: He's got Botchsuke on the defensive now. JK: That doesn't take much though. TH: And Botchsuke returns to the ring.
*Buraara stomps on Botchsuke as Botchsuke tries to stand up, but then-*
TH: DDT! Botchsuke is down, and Brawler hooks the leg!
TH: Botchsuke with the kickout! JK: Looks like Brawler will have to turn up the heat on Botchsuke. TH: Indeed he will.
*Buraara takes to the ropes, then returns and-*
JK: What? TH: Botchsuke with a Mule kick... no wait... JK: I knew he'd screw it up.
*Botchsuke flops onto the ground again, to which Buraara drops down, grabs his foot, and twists it for-*
TH: Boiler Room Brawler with an ankle lock to Mayor Great Botchsuke! JK: He's going to immobilize him. Take him apart. Render him more helpless than normal. TH: But wait, Botchsuke grabs the bottom rope! JK: And he makes for the opposite ropes. Brawler doesn't miss a beat.
*Botchsuke gets to his feet just in time for-*
TH: Spinning elbow! Botchsuke is rocked!
*Botchsuke falls back into the ropes and bounces off towards Buraara-*
JK: And Brawler with the DDT again! TH: He hooks the leg!
TH: Incredible! Botchsuke with the rope break!
*Buraara snorts, grabs Botchsuke by the leg, and drags him to the middle of the ring before dropping an elbow to it.*
JK: Brawler seems to be going easy on Botchsuke. But now he seems to be getting angry. TH: I don't know how much Mayor Great Botchsuke can take tonight, but he's been a champ tonight. JK: I don't see a belt around that waist.
*Buraara stands up, Botchsuke's leg still in his clutches, and he stomps Botchsuke in the back of the knee before walking it off.*
TH: While Brawler has yet to put Botchsuke away, he has yet to take any strike or hold from Botchsuke. JK: He has been dominant, no question about that, but - oh no, is he making for the top rope? TH: He is Jesse. Brawler looks poised to finish Botchsuke quick.
*Buraara waits for Botchsuke to stand up before he dives-*
TH: Tornado DDT! What an impact! JK: That has to have finished Botchsuke by now! TH: He hooks the leg!
DING! DING! DING!
MM: Here is your winner as a result of a pinfall:
Boiler... Room... Brawler!
BRB: Boira Ruumu Buraara!
*Buraara jumps up onto the second rope and leers at the audience...*
JK: Whew. That would have been embarassing if Brawler couldn't even beat Mayor Great Botchsuke. TH: Perhaps, but every dog has his day too. JK: I don't think the sun will ever rise for Mayor Great Botchsuke. TH: Maybe, maybe not, but it looks like Boiler Room Brawler's, the new Boiler Room Brawler's, day is just beginning. JK: I wonder what other holds and strikes he has in repertoire.
*Jeremy Dupoe comes out with out his usual theatrics, mic in hand. When he gets to the ring he begins talking…*
Dupoe:There is a plague going around this company...A being of pure disdain has be attacking the people of this company,well ENOUGH IS ENOUGH,I am sick and tired of this eldrich horror messing with the roster of this great company, so I am challenging this "Man in Black" to a match at Comic Book Chaos...where are you
*There is silence as everyone waits for the man in black to appear…
However he doesn't…*
Dupoe:Nothing? FINE, I will give you one week to show yourself and answer my challenge Show up or I will have my men hunt you down AND MAKE YOU ANSWER!
TH: It looks like our CEO is lookin' to finally take care of this Man in black character. JK:Yeah but do you ya think he will be able to do anything to him I mean the guys been tearing through the roster like a hot knife through butter
Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Mar 8, 2013 22:10:54 GMT -5
[glow=silver,2,300]INTERFORUMS CUP FINAL MATCH[/glow] JASON FLYNN VERSUS "THE DIGITAL DRAGON" CONNOR MACKENZIE
TH: Thank you for tuning in, FAWA Galaxy. Up next, the FAWA Television Champion, Connor Mackenzie, is going to run the proverbial gauntlet as he has not one, but two matches tonight.
JK: I'd like to say he'll only need the one, but I'm not completely confident that Jason Flynn will take him out before the General gets to him.
TH: Connor Mackenzie has pulled double duty plenty of times since Lord of the Ring - he's becoming something of an expert at it.
JK: Much to my chagrin...
*Lights go out and “S-U-F-F-E-R” is shown typed on the FAWAtron. Those words bleed as the song begins.*
*Seth Drakin comes out in his King Cobra hoodie, wearing sunglasses with snake eyes as the lens. He stops in the middle of the ramp and raises the Interforums title with one arm. Fireworks follow this action. *
Muffer: Ladies and Gentlemen....
From An Unknown Location
Weighing 265 lbs.
He is the Inter-Forums Champion......
TH: Looks like we are going to be joined by the Interforums Champion.
JK: Well, he did say he was coming out to scout this Interforums Cup Finals Match.
*The crowd boos, but Seth seems to not even acknowledge them as he walks towards the announce table and grabs a set of headphones to put on, while putting the hood down.*
JK: Welcome Seth to our announce team
Seth: Thank you King and hopefully, we won’t have any problems.
JK: Yeah, I don’t need my head kicked in again.
TH: Seth, I’m also glad you could join us…
Seth: Don’t be too happy Tim, I’m only hear to scout and maybe bring some insight that you seem to sometimes leave out.
TH: Well, I guess I should ask about the fact that Gus should have a rematch and yet….
Seth: Let me interrupt you right there. I will not be talking about that guy other than he wants free opportunities yet doesn’t want to give others those same opportunities. And Tim, I’m right next to you so if you bring that crap up again, I will have no problem slapping you in the back of the head.
TH: Okay, I didn’t know you would get that upset.
Seth: I’m not upset. I’m focused on the match we are about to have. And I’m not going to allow anyone to interrupt my focus.
TH: Michael Muffer, take it away!
MM: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is the final match of the Interforums Cup Tournament and it is scheduled for one fall.
The winner of tonight's match will go on to face the Interforums Champion, Seth Drakin, at Comic Book Chaos!
*Jason Flynn jogs out, pumping his fists in the air...*
TH: He's a young buck like Scott Martin in the opening match, but he does things more like me.
JK: Slow, plodding, boring?
TH: No, he's a younger, newer, more modern breed at that. No, he seems humble, just like his opponent. Gracious to have a place in the FAWA and thankful for every opportunity that comes his way. He takes nothing for-
JK: Blah blah blah blah blah. You say all that and the current World Champion was an opportunist. This fed is only as good as its champions.
Seth: You forget King that your Interforums Champion is sitting two seats from you. Yeah, the world champion is an opportunist, but you have to be in this business. If opportunity knocks, you answer or else you don't get it again.
TH: Seems like you are okay with the world champion doing that, but then why won't you....
*A thud can be heard*
TH: OWWWWWW................what the hell?
Seth: What did I say about talking about that very subject? And don't play dumb with me, you know you were going to ask about it. Shut up and let Michael do his intros.
JK: Now you know how I felt, Hoss.
Seth: King, shut up too.
MM: Introducing first:
From Cardiff, Wales;
TH: Jason Flynn could be the next Interforums Champion though, King.
JK: He's not ready for Seth Drakin. I can tell. He needs a different mindset for that.
*Flynn hops onto the apron, crosses the ropes, and stakes out a corner as he waits for the champion...*
TH: I agree that wrestling Seth Drakin requires the right kind of psychology, but it doesn't mean that Flynn cannot defeat Connor Mackenzie.
Seth: I'll agree with you two on that. It's going to take a different psychology to take this away from me. But hey, I was once a young kid too. I've also tutored several kids in this company so I know what this kid is going through. Maybe he will be like some of those proteges who took the brass ring, maybe he won't. Who knows
MM: And his opponent...
*Connor Mackenzie walks out, brandishing his FAWA Television Championship belt...*
JK: Does he really need to show that off? This match isn't for that belt.
TH: You know you'd show off a belt every chance you had, King.
JK: Okay, okay...
Seth: Tim, I have to admit, I'm not a fan of him having that belt out here. I said in my last promo that I don't like current champions trying to be greedy and going for another. Yes, I know he won that Interforums Cup semifinals match before he won the TV Title, but by coming out here with it, what he seems to be doing is just rubbing that in my face. Just makes me want Jason to beat Connor even more.
TH: So wait..............you are rooting for Jason?
Seth: Yes, I hate double champions.
TH: You sure there aren't other reasons?
Seth: Tim, if I really cared about Connor beating me earlier, I would want him to win. So your point is nullified there.
MM: Making his way to the ring,
Hailing from Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada at a weight of 225lbs, he is the FAWA Television Champion:
"The Digital Dragon..." Connor... Mackenzie!
TH: He could be on a fast course for double championship, you know.
JK: Not likely. When he faces Drakin, Drakin will crush him.
TH: Connor defeated Drakin at Lord of the -
JK: A Drakin who already wrestled Gus Richlen earlier that night in a grueling match of the year candidate.
Seth: Thank you King, but honestly I don't hold it against Connor for beating me. If I was in the same boat, I would have done the same thing to him. But he faces me one on one, he will have me at 100% and the last time he fought me at 100%, I beat him.
*Connor slides into the ring, climbs a turnbuckle, and points at his belt.*
Seth: Keep doing that Connor and I will get off this desk and slap you in the face.
*He then hops down and puts his belt down outside the ring...*
DING! DING! DING!
TH: And here we go!
*Connor and Jason eye each other as they slowly move to the center of the ring. Connor pauses, looking out to the crowd before looking back to Jason and offers a hand out. Jason looks to it, at first showing a bit of apprehension before slowly moving to shake Connor's hand. The two men nod at one another and part and start to circle the ring.*
TH: Good sportsmanship between these two men.
JK: Yeah, that will only get you so far until you have to fight.
Seth: Don't expect me to do that in our match whoever wins.
*Moving in, the two lockup, struggling against each other for positioning before Jason sends out an elbow that strikes Connor in the face. Taking a step back, Connor's arm is grabbed as Jason locks in an arm wrench. Twisting he applies pressure before landing a clubbing blow onto Connor's shoulder that forces him to take a knee.*
TH: Jason being very methodical early on.
Seth: It's smart. Work on the arm and Connor will have problems doing either of his finishers.
TH: How very knowledgeable of you.
Seth: Tim, I have been here since this company has begun and it was called World Wrestle Crap Federation. Hell, I've been here longer than both of you guys so you shouldn't be suprised I know a lot.
*Connor grimaces as Jason continues to hold on but Connor rolls himself through and reverses the arm wrench into one of his own on Jason before hitting an arm drag.*
TH: Arm drag there by Connor after getting out of that arm wrench.
*Connor wrings out his arm as he looks to Jason who quickly gets back to his feet. Both men circle once more as Connor looks to lock up but Jason gets a kick in which forces Connor back. As Connor is doubled over, Jason follows up with a swift kick to Connor's leg.*
JK: Sweep the leg....
Seth: Karate Kid reference................nice.
*He then another before moving and latching on and landing a russian leg sweep. Getting up, Jason immediately follows up with a knee drop and goes for a pin.*
JK: That's not going to get it done, Jason.
Seth: Jesse, you never know. I've seen matches end in stranger ways than a simple knee drop.
*Connor shakes the cobwebs out as Jason moves back to his feet. Getting Connor up, Jason goes for the irish whip. Connor catches himself and reverses, sending Jason into the ropes and as he comes off Connor meets him and lifts him up, hitting a flapjack that causes Jason to bounce off the mat and hold his chest.*
TH: And an effective flapjack there.
JK: I would like mine with some strawberries.
Seth: Flapjacks are pancakes as well, Tim. I'm much more of a maple syrup guy myself.
TH: Give me a break, you two.
*Quickly rolling alongside Jason, Connor grabs an arm and hooks in a Labell lock.*
TH: Labell Lock, this could finish Jason right here and now.
Seth: Get to the ropes, Jason............and hope the ref sees it.
TH: Seth, why wouldn't the ref see it?
Seth: Tim, apparently you don't remember me losing a match because the dumb-ass ref couldn't see my foot under the bottom ropes.
JK: Yeah, even I remember that moment.
Jason strains as Connor starts wrenching back on his head while Jason lets out a groan as the ref checks on him. Shaking his head hard, Jason refuses to quit as Connor grits his teeth and holds on as Jason reaches a hand outwards and tries to slide himself slowly to the rope. A few moments later, Jason manages to grab hold of the bottom rope and Connor relinquishes the hold.*
TH: And this match still continues.
JK: I can't believe the kid did it.
Seth: I can. This is what I wanted when I started this Inter-Forums Cup. Men fighting to earn the right to fight for a shot against me. No free rides here.
*As Jason gets up to his feet, Connor meets him with a swift gut kick that double him over before moving in to hook the arms. Attempting a spinning impaler, Jason pushes Connor away. Skidding to a halt, Connor turns only to be met with an MMA head kick that sends him to the mat.*
JK: That's gonna hurt.
TH: If this was MMA, I think the ref might have stopped the match right here.
Seth: But this isn't Mixed Martial Arts. This is pro wrestling. You have to finish.
*Jason moves with a fervor as he gets Connor back up to his feet, setting him as he looks to the crowd before hitting a modified inverted suplex/knee facebreaker! As Connor slumps onto the mat, Jason goes for the pin!*
TH: Connor with the kickout!
JK: I thought the Jason Menace would finish him right then and there. Damn.
Seth: Jason Menace.............really, King??? Menace only works if his name was Dennis.
TH: The Digital Dragon takes much more to slay than that.
Seth: Yeah, but a perfectly placed Tale's End would finish him off.
*Flynn and Mackenzie are back on their feet when-*
TH: Connor with the desperation backhand chop! Another! And another! Jason's on his heels and getting backed up into that corner!
JK: Flynn’s gotta get outta that corner or else Connor’s taking him to the cleaners tonight!
Seth: And not the good kind of cleaners where your clothes look nice.
TH: And Flynn fights back!
*Flynn drives Connor away with an elbow to the face-*
TH: A whip to the opposite corner!
JK: And Flynn is in hot pursuit!
*Flynn charges for Connor, who counters with a boot to the face.*
JK: That’s gotta sting to the face!
TH: He’s got Flynn now!
*Connor kicks Flynn in the midsection, bending him over. He double underhooks the arms, climbs backwards up the turnbuckle, and…*
TH: The Dragon Drop! Flynn looks out of commission!
DING! DING! DING!
*Connor's arm is raised in victory...*
MM: Here is your winner as a result of a pinfall and your Number One Contender to the Interforums Championship:
"The Digital Dragon" Connor... Mackenzie!
TH: Mackenzie, the Television Champion – he’s done it! He’s going to face off against Seth Drakin at Comic Book Chaos!
JK: Well, don’t say I didn’t warn ya, Flynn.
Seth: Eh, kid put up a fight and he gave me some good points to use on Connor.
TH: Flynn was a refreshing challenge for Connor Mackenzie. He shows promise after tonight’s contest.
JK: Well, he’ll get another chance next week when he gets his turn to face Connor for the TV Title.
Seth: Well, if you two excuse me.
*Seth takes off the headsets and enters the ring. Connor sees Seth and looks ready to fight. Seth merely just gets in Connor's face and raises the Inter-Forums title with one arm to the boos of the fans. Connor then raises his TV title with one arm and uses the other to signify that title Seth is holding is going to him. Seth sees this and gives Connor a hard slap to the face.*
TH: What an utter lack of respect by the Inter-Forums Champion.
JK: Hoss, he said if Connor rubs this double champion crap in his face, he will slap the taste out of his mouth.
*Seth then gets out of the ring before Connor can respond.*
TH: And Seth takes the coward's way out.
JK: Seth proved his point.
TH: Well, I want to see what happens when Connor gets him one on one for that belt.
*Seth smiles and raises the belt with both hands as Connor holds his face, smiling as well.*
JK: See Tim, Connor is okay.
TH: I think Connor is smiling because he now has more reasons to beat Seth at Comic Chaos.
And coming up after this commercial break, The General of the Monkey Army will challenge Connor for the Television Championship. Stay tuned!
Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Mar 8, 2013 22:11:22 GMT -5
[glow=bronze,2,300]TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP[/glow] THE GENERAL OF THE MONKEY ARMY VERSUS "THE DIGITAL DRAGON" CONNOR MACKENZIE
TH: Welcome back, everyone. Just before this last commercial break, Connor Mackenzie successfully defeated Jason Flynn for the Interforums Cup Final Match, but now, he must defend his Television Championship.
*The General of the Monkey Army emerges from the back with a cigar in his mouth. He takes puffs from it on his way to the ring...*
MM: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the Television Championship.
Introducing the challenger:
From Lansing, Michigan, making his way to the ring weighing 225lbs, he is The General of the Monkey Army!
TH: He's arguably the greatest Hardcore Champion in the history of the FAWA. The General of the Monkey Army wrestles a near opposite style to Connor Mackenzie.
JK: You got that right. He's rough. He's tough. He's non-textbook. He's hardcore and he's not technical.
*The General walks up the ring steps, puts his cigar out on the turnbuckle, and enters the ring.*
TH: Connor's technical skills will be put to the test tonight for sure.
MM: And his opponent...
*Connor Mackenzie, still in the ring, hops up onto a turnbuckle and shouts to the crowd...*
MM: Hailing from Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada at a weight of 225lbs, he is the FAWA Television Champion:
"The Digital Dragon..." Connor... Mackenzie!
*Referee Jake Kwon raises the Television Title Belt in the air before starting the match...*
DING! DING! DING!
TH: And here we go with the main event!
JK: You never get tired of saying that.
TH: I'm just glad that Seth isn't here anymore to slap me in the back of the head.
*The General quickly moves to rush Connor, rushing him into a corner before slamming him with a shoulder to the gut, then another and a third as the ref starts a five count. The General stops at four, grinning as Connor holds his stomach. The General wastes little time as he rushes in again, this time leaping and grabbing onto Connor before falling back. Connor is launched out of the corner with a text book monkey flip and lands hard on his back as The General moves for a pin.*
JK: Oooo Wow! What a flip!
TH: The General of the Monkey Army wasting little time here in starting on the offensive.
JK: He's using his brains! Mackenzie just wrestled a match. No breaks. He's taking the advantage like any soon-to-be champion should!
*Connor shakes his head as The General looks at him sternly then admonishes the ref for being slow*
TH: A near fall so early. One has to wonder how much Mackenzie has left in the tank given his penchant for giving his all each match.
JK: I'd be willing to bet he's running on empty right now!
*The General moves purposefully and grabs Connor's head and gets him up to his feet. Irish whipping him to the ropes, The General moves to give a huge lariat. Swinging wildly though Connor manages to duck and stops abruptly right behind his opponent and swings around and latches on, hitting a crucifix bomb that has The General sprawl out on the mat momentarilly as Connor lays on his back trying to catch his breath.*
TH: And Mackenzie with that desperation move out of nowhere! That's a new page in the book for him it would appear.
JK: Where's Seth?! He should be out here to watch this too!
*The General starts to get to his feet, holding the back of his neck as he groggily starts to stand. His back to Connor. As he gets up, Connor kips up to his feet and takes on a ready stance, eyeing The General intensely.*
JK: Ohhhh no. What's he doing now?
TH: Mackenzie looking like he's coiled and ready to strike!
*Turning, The General is met with a stiff kick to the gut that doubles him over before Connor latches on and drops, hitting a sitout facebuster before frantically going for a pin.*
*Connor's hand rubs his sweat-covered face as The General appears to be getting his bearings as the ref holds up two fingers.*
TH: And the match continues!
JK: Where does this keep coming from?!
TH: The answer should be obvious King. The Digital Dragon thrives on this like he said. He's as competitive as they come and he uses the energy of these fans to its near maximum potential.
JK: What is this an after-school special Gorilla? That is a load of malarcky if ever I heard it. I think we need to get some testing going if you know what I mean.
*Connor moves to get The General up and whips him into a corner. Moving to mount it, Connor starts laying with punches as the crowd counts along with him. Getting to ten, Connor hops down as The General's head is swimming. Moving to the opposing corner, Connor takes a run and charges but The General gets his bearings and leans down, lifting Connor up and over the ropes.*
JK: And Mackenzie is-No!
*Catching the top rope, Connor manages to get himself onto the apron. The General turns and is met with a stiff punch that staggers him a step as Connor hops up onto the rope looking to springboard off but The General lurches forward, causing Connor to crotch himself and remain on the top rope.*
JK: *Audible hiss* Ooooo...he's going to want some ice for that.
TH: And once again The General's unorthodox offense comes into play to halt the momentum of the TV champ!
*As Connor remains stuck on the rope, The General grins mischieviously and grabs the rope and starts moving it up and down. Connor holds on in obvious pain before The General stops and grabs onto Connor's head and runs forward to hit a bulldog.*
*Connor remains prone on the mat as The General looks to the corner and passes through the ropes to head up top.*
TH: The General perhaps looking to go high risk here!
JK: No for the love of pete pin him!
*Getting to the top rope, The General takes a moment to steady himself and stand up straight before launching himself off for a diving headbutt. As he moves through the air though Connor rolls back in the direction of the turnbuckle, The General passing over him before landing hard on the mat. Clutching his head, Connor scrambles to his feet with the aid of the ropes as he heaves for breath and moves to The General to get him to his feet.*
TH: Connor’s perhaps sensing the end is near, King!
JK: He’s had an uphill battle this whole match. Not only is this his second match in a row, but it’s against the General of the Monkey Army!
TH: Connor with a desperate Irish whip!
*The General is in the corner when Connor runs up to him and lifts him up onto the turnbuckle…*
TH: Connor’s going for an Inverted Dragon Drop!
JK: Don’t fall for it, General!
*Connor hops up to double underhook the arms, when-*
JK: Yes! Time for the Gorilla Bomb!
*The General tucks Connor below him, inverted waistlocks him and lifts him up…*
TH: The General with a powerful revers- Wait!
*Connor reverses the top rope powerbomb into a huricanrana.*
JK: Connor with a reversal of his own?
TH: The Digital Dragon with some quick thinking! And he hooks the leg!
DING! DING! DING!
MM: Here is your winner by pinfall and STILL your FAWA Television Champion: Connor... Mackenzie!
TH: What a match, King! Connor beat two men in a row! JK: Barely. Barely, Hoss.
TH: But enough. Near fall after near fall, desperate move after desperate move, Connor has defeated the General of the Monkey Army!
JK: Well, the General was a tough son of a bitch as always at least.
TH: Indeed he was. Sometimes a guy like him just doesn’t go down like normal.
JK: And if Flynn is any indication this week, Connor will hold onto it next week.
TH: Of course, he’ll have Ryan Blood to contend with too.
JK: Good point…
TH: Wait, what's going on there?
*As Connor starts to leave the ring, the Man in Black jumps over the barricade and storms the ring, beginning to throttle The General of the Monkey Army*
JK: I knew it! Mackenzie's behind this for sure!
TH: What are you going on about King? Mackenzie has already won the match! How can he possibly...wait, look!
*The crowd reacts and Connor hears their reaction and turns to see what is taking place. Running back to the ring, Connor slides in and immediately gives the Man in Black a swift dropkick that knocks him away from The General and rolling back outside before making a swift exit through the crowd.*
TH: Mackenzie perhaps getting a measure of retribution there!
*Connor leans on the ropes, yelling at the Man in Black and motioning for him to come back as The General grogilly gets up to his feet. As Connor turns he moves to place a hand on his shoulder only for The General to turn and swiftly hit a palm strike that sends Connor down to the mat.*
TH: Bah gawd! Monkey's Paw to the Television Champ!
JK: Ha! If The General can't win at least he can get the last shot in!
*The General looks down at Connor for a moment before motioning to the time keeper who tosses a cigar and a lighter to him. He lights it, taking a puff and letting it out before moving to exit the ring as Connor lays motionless.*
TH: But on that note, we’re outta time. Tune in next week, FAWA Galaxy. Comic Book Chaos is just around the corner. I’m “Gorilla” Time Hoss, this is Jesse King, and we’ll see you next week on Niteraw.