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Bill S. Preston, Esq.
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Post by Waffel113 on Apr 27, 2013 16:29:17 GMT -5
Hey guys, I actually got the commentary for Martin/Antihero done in time!
*Throws confetti*
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Post by Connor Mackenzie on Apr 27, 2013 16:42:56 GMT -5
Woo! WTG Waffel! *snoopy dance!* In all seriousness that's awesome and ty for that Waffel. It's good when everyone has a hand in it I think.
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Waffel113
Bill S. Preston, Esq.
Ain't no Rap Mobile with his Waffels
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Post by Waffel113 on Apr 27, 2013 16:46:31 GMT -5
In other news, the coding is fixed, so highfive to BRB.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Apr 27, 2013 17:28:12 GMT -5
NITERAW TH: Welcome everyone to yet another exciting edition of Niteraw. We are coming to you live from Parts Unknown, Colorado. I’m Gorilla Tim Hoss and joining me on commentary is Jesse King. How’s it going Jesse? JK: I’m here to have a good time watching good wrestling. TH: And have we got good wrestling coming up. We have Ryan Blood, Jack Cain, and Steve Rollins in an opening triple threat that is sure to please. JK: Triple threats don’t end there though, because Jeremy Dupoe faces The General of the Monkey Army once more for the Television Title, but this time they have The Dream to contend with. TH: Connor Mackenzie gets another shot at the World #1 Contender spot against the nefarious MiscreAnt. JK: And Michael Hayden steps into the ring with Seth Drakin in a non-title main event. TH: What’s more, CEO Boiler Room Brawler’s in-ring representative wrestles tonight against Paul Rigsby, Justin Hole tests his might against another of the EvangeliAnts, and Antihero and Scott Martin will wrestle the fifth in the Best of Seven series. JK: Lots of action, lots of excitement, lots of wrestling. TH: Stay tuned!
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Apr 27, 2013 17:28:36 GMT -5
NITERAWEXHIBITION MATCHRYAN BLOOD VERSUS JACK CAIN VERSUS STEVE ROLLINS TH: Welcome back to Niteraw, everyone. It's time for our opening match which is sure to be a real barn burner.JK:Take it away, Muffer!MM: Ladies and Gentlemen of the FAWA Galaxy, the following match is scheduled for one fall.
Standing in the ring with me now, from [], weighing [] pounds, Steve... Rollins!*Rollins hops up and down.* JK:The guy hasn't got a prayer.TH: He has the spirit, but his record is lacking to date.MM: Introducing his first opponent…*Jack Cain storms out to the ring, a dull look on his face.* TH: Jack Cain, once a young, up and coming tough from the UK, only to be defeated by Jeremy Dupoe and possessed into being his unwilling slave.JK:You look into his eyes, Hoss, and you see the lights are completely out. The Jack Cain who debuted all those months ago has been this mind slave for longer than he was his own man now.MM: Entering the ring weighing three hundred and [] pounds: Jack Cain!*Cain grabs the top rope and steps up to the apron, then enters the ring by stepping over the top rope.* TH: He does Jeremy Dupoe's bidding, but just like Dupoe and Mario Nett, Boiler Room Brawler is forcing Jack Cain into wrestling.JK:He wants everyone on the roster to pull their weight. He wants to make good on his investments.*Ryan Blood appears at the top of entrance way. He glares at his opponents before walking down to the ring, ignoring the fans.* TH: Speaking of BRB making good on his investments, Ryan Blood has made waves in his time since returning to the FAWA. JK:You got that right. He’s got himself a match for the Interforums Title after defeating Connor Mackenzie, the man of a Thousand Double Bookings. MM: Their opponent, from Baltimore, Maryland, weighing two hundred and fifteen pounds: Ryan Blood!*Blood slides into the ring and climbs a turnbuckle to shout at the audience.* TH: Some may believe that those double bookings were a boon to Ryan Blood, but we should not have to remind the FAWA Galaxy of their classic match at Lord of the Ring 2012 in which Ryan Blood emerged victorious, so he’s a proven wrestler against the Digital Dragon. JK:And tonight, he has the most credentials while Jack Cain has the size advantage. TH: What about Rollins? JK:Rollins? He has the “back to mat” speed advantage. DING! DING! DING! *All three men circle around looking for an opening.* TH: Steve Rollins looking ready to win.JK:I think Jack Cain looks like the strongest contender for that though.*Cain attempts to clothesline Blood, who ducks it and counters with a kick to the midsection.* TH: Quick thinking from Ryan Blood and here comes Rollins from the side!*Rollins closes in on Cain, fists flying and hammering on Cain's ribs and midsection.* TH: Rollins has all guns blazing.JK:Yeah, but I don't think Cain notices him.TH: I don't know. He seems to have his attention.*Cain leers down at Rollins. He grabs him by the throat with both hands, but then Blood kicks him in the back of the knee.* TH: Cain lost his footing. He's down to his knee.JK:Blood is playing it smart. He used Rollins as a distraction against his bigger opponent.*Blood throws another kick to Cain's back, but Cain whips his arm back and catches Blood's leg.* TH: He's got his opponent's leg!JK:Now's the time for Rollins to get out of there. Maybe the match entirely.*Cain stands up and shoves Blood backwards onto his back.* TH: The big man is fighting back.JK:You got that right. And Rollins is a deer in the headlights.*Cain swings his arm around and clotheslines Rollins, who is flattened onto his back, his legs in the air before they crash to the mat.* JK:They've awakened a sleeping giant. Except he was never asleep!TH: Blood is back up for more.JK:I don't know if he wants any more. He looks like that simple shove took a lot out of him.*Cain walks up to Blood when-* TH: Turbo Laser Blast!JK:It was all a ruse.*Cain backs up, but doesn't go down.* JK:Jack Cain is on fire right now. No way a Turbo Laser Blast takes him out yet.TH: Looks like Blood is ready for another shot.
Another Turbo Laser Blast!JK:He's got Cain in the corner. Blood could turn this around.*Cain slouches in the corner, to which Blood walks up.* TH: Wait, but Rollins is back up!JK:He could screw this up for Ryan Blood. You gotta stay on big guys like Cain.*Rollins runs up to Blood-* TH: A third Turbo Laser Blast, straight to Rollins's skull!*Rollins is slammed to the mat from the sudden drop.* JK:Blood has solid control of the match.TH: He's climbing the turnbuckle. He's got Cain in a headlock.*Blood jumps off for a DDT off the turnbuckle.* TH: ADH! He's pulling out all the big guns tonight!JK:That might be enough to put Cain away!ONE!
TWO! TH: Cain kicked out! He kicked out after all that!JK:Cain is an untapped monster in the FAWA. If Jeremy Dupoe just knew how to use him.*Cain sits up while Blood stands up.* TH: Rollins is still flattened, but Blood is poised to take this match against Cain through tenacity.JK:But wait, look at the entranceway!TH: It's Mario Nett!*Mario Nett runs to the ring.* TH: What is he doing in the Parts Unknown Arena?JK:Jeremy Dupoe must have sent him.*Nett slides into the ring and approaches Blood, who backs away from Cain, who stands up to join Nett.* TH: Referee Jake Kwon trying to impose law and order in the ring, but they'll have none of it.JK:Blood's going to be in a world of hurt in a moment.*Blood looks between Cain and Nett, who engage with him. Blood starts throwing fists at both men.* TH: Blood's not going down without a fight though.JK:He's out of his element here.*Blood runs to the ropes.* JK:He's already dealing with a seven foot monster of a man, he doesn't need to deal with the guy's partner, a possessed man who doesn't respond to pain.TH: Blood on the rebound!*Cain catches Blood with a spinebuster while Nett gets him with a neckbreaker.* TH: Blood is flattened!DING! DING! DING! DING! DING! MM: Referee Jake Kwon has ordered that contestant Jack Cain be disqualified and ejected from this match!JK:I don't think Cain gives a damn what Kwon thinks.*Kwon points to the entrance while staring Cain in the eyes.* TH: I don't like the glint in Cain's eyes there.JK:I don't think Kwon will either.TH: Oh no...*Cain grabs Kwon, lifting him up in the air for a spinebuster, to which Nett grabs him by the head for a neckbreaker.* DING! DING! DING! DING! DING! TH: Referee Kwon is down!JK:I don't know what is going on here, but Cain and Nett are not here to win a match.TH: Look at the sick grin on Jack Cain's face.JK:As we all know, ever since Gookermania V, that hasn't been the real Jack Cain. He is just as much a demonic puppet of Dupoe's as Nett is and has been for a long time.TH: Well they're leaving now.*Cain and Nett leave the ring with Ryan Blood and Jake Kwon in a heap.* TH: Wait a second, King. Could this be a ploy by Jeremy Dupoe to get into The General of the Monkey Army's head?JK:Not a bad theory.TH: This was a calculate move. It has to be. Would Cain and Nett just do things on their own?JK:No way, Gorilla. They're puppets. Slaves. Unwilling servants of the Envoy of Chaos.TH: But what about Blood? What about this match?*Referee Lloyd McFloyd comes running out to the ring.* JK:Does that answer your question?MM: Referee Will Alphonso has ruled that this match... will be restarted!TH: Amazing. Does Blood still have gas in the tank after that combo from Cain and Nett?DING! DING! DING! JK:I don't know here, but McFloyd wants to see a winner.TH: Wait! Rollins is coming to!JK:Could this be a first?TH: It just might!*Rollins sits up, dazed. He looks around.* JK:He's lost. He doesn't know what's going on.TH: Steve Rollins could pin Ryan Blood!*Rollins looks over at Blood, who is still on his back.* JK:You'll never have a better opportunity, Steve. Go for it.*Rollins's mouth is agape, but he rushes over and-* TH: He hooks the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!*Rollins leaps to his feet and celebrates.* TH: He did it! Steve Rollins has pinned Ryan Blood!JK:Wait a second. Wait a second, Hoss.*McFloyd taps Rollins on the shoulder and points at Blood-* TH: Blood's foot is on the bottom rope.JK:Rollins smelled victory, and he tried to dig in too soon.*Blood grabs a rope to get up while Rollins buries his face in his hands in frustration.* JK:That was probably the closest Rollins has ever come to success.TH: Look at the disappointment on his face.JK:Now's not the time to give up though. Now's the time to keep wrestling.*As Blood leans on the ropes, Rollins approaches him, to which Blood lays him out with a superkick.* TH: Turbo Laser Blast! Rollins is down!JK:Well it was fun while it lasted.ONE!
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THREE! DING! DING! DING! MM: Here is your winner as a result of pinfall: Ryan. Blood!TH: Ryan Blood overcoming a serious, double teamed setback.*Blood grins, looking down at the freshly re-flattened Steve Rollins. He rubs his neck and stretches it.* TH: That spinebuster/neckbreaker combo did a number on him, but it looks like it wasn't enough to put Blood out.JK:Blood's a tried and true scrapper. Furthermore, a Tag wrestler has to be ready for double team moves like that.*Blood leaves the ring.* TH: Will this affect Ryan Blood's tag partner, the General, in his match against Jeremy Dupoe and The Dream? Stay tuned for the Television Title match and more. We'll see you after these commercials.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Apr 27, 2013 17:28:57 GMT -5
NITERAW MM: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Already in the ring, from Blah Blah, Blah Blah Blah Blah, Justin Hole!*Justin Hole, the World's Worst Jobber, looks quite unhappy about being dressed up like Shirley Temple, and looks even less happy when: *And Rei AyAntNami drives an ATV to the ring, with Misato KatsuragAnt following behind on a Segway.* MM: And his opponent, accompanied by Major Misato KatsuragAnt, from Tokyo-3, Rei AyAntNami![/size] TH: Well, we saw Rei's EvangeliAnt teammate Shinji AntKari make his debut last week, and now the considerably stranger member of the group makes her own debut. And if she's as crazy as I've heard, I feel sorry for the badly dressed Justin Hole.
JK: I just wish the whole lot of them would go away right now! It's Richlen's fault they're here, and it's his fault if anything happens to Justin Hole!
*Lloyd McFloyd calls for the bell, and Rei doesn't wait, hitting a left hook, a right hook, a right jab, and then finishes the Nicolas Cage Special with a thrust kick! Hole collapses and starts to get up-*
I LOVE THIS HOLE!!!!
*Hole collapses again.
Rei watches as he starts to finally get up, then she springboards and knocks him in the face with the Progressive Mallet! She then starts to pick him up by the arm, traps him by it, and drops with the Special Friend Move! She then hits the ropes, handsprings, and nails Moon River!
Hole has turned into a glorified punching bag now as Rei pulls him back up by the arms, then slips behind, lets out a yell of CLONE THIS! before getting him in a half nelson and lifting him with everything she's got and dropping him with a Bubba Bomb! Hole gets up on the rebound, but Rei knocks him back down with a spear!
The fans are now chanting FINISH HIM!!!! as Rei starts to stalk Hole, and he finally gets to his feet,
GIGA
DRILL
BREAKAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!
1!
2!
3!*
MM: Here is your winner, Rei AyAntNami!
TH: And another dominant performance from one of the EvangeliAnts, and we've just been informed that next week, it'll be the fiery German redhead Asuka LAntGley Sohryu making her first impression here in FAWA!
*King doesn't get a chance to say anything as Rei exits the ring, pulls a pitcher of pureed turnips out from under the ring, and pours it all over him! The fans are cracking up as Rei smiles, shrugs, and leaves on the ATV, Misato following behind her.*
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Post by Head Detective Aaron Enigma on Apr 27, 2013 17:29:19 GMT -5
Hey everyone just wanted to point out that I'm still here and perfectly okay. My computer was having a lot of technical issues so I went out and bought a cheap laptop just so I can surf the internet while I attempt to fix my other computer. Probably going to have to replace my processor for sure, it's very outdated. Need to fix the cooling system too.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Apr 27, 2013 17:29:20 GMT -5
NITERAWWORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE #1 CONTENDERSHIP QUALIFIERCONNOR MACKENZIE VERSUS MISCREANT TH: Welcome everyone. You’re tuned in to Niteraw. Up next we have a hell of a match for the FAWA Galaxy. It’s Connor Mackenzie going up against MiscreAnt. MM: Ladies and gentlemen of the FAWA Galaxy. The following match is scheduled for one fall. The winner will go on to face The Head Detective Aaron Enigma for the #1 Contendership to the World Heavyweight Title at Wheel of Misfortune.
Introducing the first contestant. *The arena goes pitch black. The lights begin to dimly beat to follow along...* *A pyro explosion goes off on the entry ramp as Connor slowly moves through the smoke, standing at the top, his face partially visible under the hood as he makes his way to the ring.* MM: From Halifax, Nova Scotia, weighing two hundred and twenty five pounds. He is your reigning FAWA Interforums Champion: The Digital Dragon Connor… Mackenzie! JK: Didn’t Connor already get his chance against Aaron Enigma? TH: Maybe some loophole got him in this match. Besides, what about MiscreAnt? Doesn’t he seem a bit new to be in a match like this?JK: Of course not. *Connor slides under the bottom rope then climbs the nearest turnbuckle. He pulls back his hood and lets out a yell, the arena lighting returning to normal.* JK: The FAWA is a world without castes. No one exists beyond each other. It’s a simple matter of who can beat who. *He takes off his cloak, removes his chain and dragon pendant, and rolls back to the floor to give to a fan. JK: We don’t have main eventers and mid carders. Anyone could be in a match like this at any time. *Connor returns to the ring, stretching himself out a bit before the bell.* TH: Seems like a positive way to spin it. JK: Spin it? *MiscreAnt stands on top of the entrance ramp. Arms crossed and rolling his eyes as the crowd boos. * MM: Introducing his opponent: from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing two hundred and ten pounds: MiscreAnt! *MiscreAnt calmly walks to the ring, not giving any interaction with the crowd.* JK: I ain’t spinning nothing, Gorilla. Watch other feds where the same stale wrestlers wrestle each other for the umpteenth time. Watch other feds where there is a defined hierarchy. Not here in the FAW- what are you doing? *MiscreAnt rolls into the ring.* TH: Get rid of these cue cards, King! Did BRB write those for you. JK: No. *MiscreAnt is checked for weapons by Referee Spud Verne Johnson…* JK: He had them written for me by an intern. TH: Figures. DING! DING! DING! *Connor and MiscreAnt slowly move to the center of the ring, eyeing each other intensely before words start being exchanged. As it starts to get more heated, MiscreAnt shoves Connor who pauses before shoving back. As the ref starts to tell the two of them to start wrestling, MiscreAnt slaps Connor hard across the face.* TH: These two have had a bit of a war of words this past week and I think we’re seeing them reaching a boiling point now.JK: You ask me Hoss I think Connor’s boiling point has been building for a while now. While I still have my suspicions about his association with the Man in Black I will say he’s gotten the short end lately getting nailed with a foot with a chain on it and sucker punched by Mad Pirate Mulligan. TH: That’s rather surprising to hear King.JK: Of course Blood still won since the ref didn’t see it so I can’t say I really fault him for that since he did what he said he would and Mulligan has been a bit more nutso than usual since finding that ring. Mackenzie should have seen it coming.*Connor’s jaw is visibly clenched as he swings around with a haymaker that sends MiscreAnt back as Connor continues a barrage that puts his opponent into a corner.* JK: Whoa!TH: Looks like your observation was right King and it looks like Connor is letting off some steam now!*As the ref manages to get in the way Connor pulls back as MiscreAnt has his hands up to defend himself but as he lets his guard down Connor comes back with a hard chop to the chest. MiscreAnt holds his chest and moves along the ropes with Connor in close pursuit and pushes him against them before performing an irish whip. Running to the opposing ropes, MiscreAnt latches on to them tightly as Connor lifts off for a dropkick that doesn’t connect and lands hard on the mat.* TH: Mackenzie perhaps telegraphing that one there.JK: We have to remember as well Hoss that MiscreAnt probably has a few pointers from his tag partner, Seth Drakin, given his history with Connor as well.TH: Quite right King. And as MiscreAnt also said earlier in the week, this is the first meeting between these two men in the ring. One has to wonder how both of those items might play into this match.*Tapping the side of his head, MiscreAnt moves to the prone Connor and immediately drops to start choking Connor. Connor’s legs flail as the ref starts a five count. Reaching four before MiscreAnt releases Connor and holds his hand up at the ref to signify five. Connor holds his throat, coughing as the Ant puts a boot to Connor, nodding approvingly at his handiwork.* TH: A blatant choke there! MiscreAnt certainly showing that he is willing to do anything and everything to get a win.JK: Like the Ant said Gorilla. He’s got till five. There’s no cheating…yet.*Giving another stomp for good measure on Connor’s side, MiscreAnt moves to get Connor into a sitting position before latching onto his hands and puts him into a Japanese choke hold.* JK: He’s got Mackenzie on the ropes if he can’t breathe!TH: He’s certainly being methodical in keeping Mackenzie grounded and unable to catch any break. *Straining, Connor tries to pry his arms free but MiscreAnt sends a knee shot into Connor’s side and continues to apply the pressure. The ref checks on Connor who does his best to shake his head as his opponent continues to apply pressure. MiscreAnt wrenches back hard as Connor’s refusals continue. As MiscreAnt readies another knee, Connor manages to roll himself back, bringing his legs up and getting MiscreAnt into a head-scissor and pulls him down and releases. Skidding along the mat, MiscreAnt tries to get back to his feet as Connor does so as well while holding his throat. * TH: And Mackenzie with the reversal!JK: I thought he might have had him with the Red X!*As MiscreAnt turns he is met with a hard chop from Connor, then another as Connor follows it up by latching on and hitting an inverted atomic drop. MiscreAnt holds his groin area and stumbles forward before being floored with another chop from Connor. Scrambling to get back up, Connor whips him into the ropes. As he rebounds off though he is met with a charging Connor who hits a running high knee which sends MiscreAnt out through the ropes to the floor.* TH: Mackenzie with the offensive flurry!JK: Yeah but how much did that take out of him. Looks like he’s favouring his side a little bit there Hoss.*As MiscreAnt gets to his feet, Connor runs and goes for a baseball slide. Moving out of the way just in time, MiscreAnt sends a hard punch straight into Connor’s side which causes Connor to collapse to his knees.* JK: This doesn’t look good for Mackenzie here!*As soon as Jesse King finishes his statement, MiscreAnt capitalizes with a running basement knee to the face. Connor goes down in a heap as the ref calls for both men to bring it back inside. Brushing the ref off, MiscreAnt moves over Connor and lifts him up to his feet. As soon as he does, he rams Connor into the nearest steel post side first. Connor cries out as he goes to a knee, holding his side as MiscreAnt seems to soak up the crowd reaction before thrusting a foot out to hit Connor in the head.* JK: This match is almost brutal enough that I would mistake it for a hardcore match the way MiscreAnt’s been going.TH: He’s certainly showing a blistering offense on the Inter-Forums champ.*Rolling Connor into the ring, MiscreAnt goes for the pin.* ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! *MiscreAnt slaps the mat as he gets after the ref but the ref shows the two fingers and shows he’ll have none of it as MiscreAnt gets to his feet. Balling his hand up into a fist, MiscreAnt motions for Connor to get up. Connor stumbles up, back to MiscreAnt before turning. Getting a run, MiscreAnt throws out a KO punch but Connor ducks. With his momentum, MiscreAnt plows into the ref, knocking him over as Connor drops back to a knee to try and catch his breath.* TH: Bah gawd! We might need another official out here!JK: MiscreAnt just bowled him over! He looks like he’s out right now!*Looking down at the ref, MiscreAnt looks back to Connor before moving in the direction of the ropes. Climbing out to ringside, MiscreAnt yells at the time keeper to move before grabbing a steel chair and folds it up.* JK: What’s he doing now?!TH: I think with the ref presently indisposed I think MiscreAnt is playing to the strengths he was talking about earlier.*Sliding back into the ring with the chair. MiscreAnt looks poised as Connor has moved to check on the ref. MiscreAnt taps the chair lightly on the mat in anticipation before charging as Connor starts to turn. Ducking below the intended blow, Connor turns as MiscreAnt does and latches on to hit a standing moonsault sideslam.* TH: BSOD! Mackenzie with the BSOD out of nowhere!JK: A whole lot of good it’ll do with the ref out! Look, Mackenzie’s getting back up!*As Connor pushes himself up slowly, his hands graze along the chair now lying on the mat. Pausing, he looks to it before taking a hold of one of the legs and brings it up with him as he stands. Taking a moment he looks at it, then at MiscreAnt then out at the crowd.* JK: Hah! Look at him! Mister High-And-Mighty holding a chair I never thought I’d see the day!TH: Don’t do it Connor! It’s not worth it!*Taking a steadying breath, Connor looks to see MiscreAnt starting to rise and stagger back into a turnbuckle. Noticing Connor with the chair, MiscreAnt actually motions for Connor to bring it, holding his head out as if goading him to do it.* TH: No, this isn’t right.JK: Ha! Do it! Turn to the dark side Mackenzie!*Looking at MiscreAnt, then the chair, Connor takes a step back.* JK: What’s he doing?! Getting a running start?!*Taking another step to the ropes, Connor lifts the chair in one hand as if signaling the crowd before holding his arm out past the ropes, then looks at the floor as he drops the chair outside of the ring and nods approvingly.* JK: You idiot!TH: Yes! Mackenzie showing what he’s all about in one single act! No corners cut with this man. He’s in it to do it right!*Moving in the direction of the ref, Connor notes he is starting to stir when MiscreAnt charges out of the corner. As Connor turns he is met with a hard mafia kick that sends him back to the mat.* TH: MiscreAnt’s got him! *MiscreAnt attempts a Small Package Piledriver, but Connor slips out and grabs his bent over opponent with a double underhook.* JK: MiscreAnt made a tactical error there, Gorilla. TH: He’s got him in a double underhook hold. What’s Connor gonna do with it? JK: Watch…*Connor backs up to the turnbuckle. He climbs it backwards to the second rope, with MiscreAnt following him by force.* TH: Of course! The Dragon Drop! JK: No surprise to me. *Connor leaps off and delivers a second rope double underhook facebuster (aka the Pepsi Plunge) to Miscreant.* TH: Yes indeed. He lands the Dragon Drop to MiscreAnt! ONE!
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THREE! DING! DING! DING! MM: Here is your winner as a result of a pinfall: The Digital Dragon Connor. Mackenzie!*Connor’s arm is raised while MiscreAnt is dazed.* TH: Amazing what a single reversal can do in a match. JK: I hate to say it, but Connor just plain schooled MiscreAnt there. However, Connor’s not looking too good from some of MiscreAnt’s brutal strikes and slams earlier. TH: MiscreAnt is hardly a scientific wrestler, but he knows where to strike and how to make it hurt. When he’s not cutting corners at least. *Connor holds the Interforums title belt and hobbles out of the ring. His side in pain.* TH: Will Connor heal from these minor injuries by next week? Will Aaron Enigma take advantage of them when they face off again? Find that out at Wheel of Misfortune when they face off again for the World Heavyweight Title Number One Contendership. Up next we have some commercials for you. We’ll see you on the other side.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Apr 27, 2013 17:29:46 GMT -5
NITERAW TH: Welcome back everyone. Up next the FAWA Majority Shareholder and CEO Boiler Room Brawler will grace us with his in-ring representative, Boiler Room Brawler.MM: Ladies and gentlemen of the FAWA Galaxy, the following match is scheduled for one fall.
Standing in the ring with me now, from Stoke-On-Trent in the United Kingdom, weighing two hundred and sixty pounds, please welcome Paul Rigsby!*Paul Rigsby puts one fist up in the air...* JK: He's a scrapper, that's for sure. And he looks like he's ready to cream Boiler Room Brawler. The representative that is.MM: Now, would you please welcome Boiler Room Brawler's in-ring representative...*Boiraa Ruumu Buraara walks through thick mist. His red, yellow, and black oni mask sticks out. He bears a cape and shoulder pads as he glides to the ring.* TH: Confident as Paul Rigsby might be, he hardly has the credentials to prove that he can take on a man on a streak like Boiler Room Brawler.MM: Hailing from Nazo no Basho, Japan at a weight of two hundred and fifteen pound: Boiler... Room... Brawler!*Buraara walks up the ring steps and crosses into the ring.* JK: I wonder why BRB decided to give his in-ring representative the same name as himself.*Buraara removes his cape and shoulder pads, looks up and-* BRB: Boiraa!
Ruumu!
Buraraa!TH: Maybe he's phasing himself out. He has made many a gesture that he wants to focus on the business of the FAWA.DING! DING! DING! *Buraara holds out his hand.* TH: Brawler feeling out his opponent like always.JK: It's smart wrestling to be sure, but a guy like Paul Rigsby prefers to get down and dirty right away.TH: Well here he comes.*Rigsby walks up to Buraara and throws-* TH: A kick to the midsection.JK: I don't think Brawler expected that one.TH: He's laying some fists to guts now.*Rigsby punches Buraara in the belly, forcing him back into a corner.* JK: Wow. Rigsby is doing better than anyone before.TH: Maybe he's been training lately.*Buraara is backed into the corner, to which Rigsby climbs to the second rope and starts punching Buraara in the head.* JK: Rigsby is doing amazingly well against the CEO's in-ring representative. This could ruin his job. No way BRB accepts this.*Rigsby pauses after the ninth punch. Then Buraara grabs him by the legs.* TH: Wait a moment, King.JK: He's got him by the legs. Rigsby is stuck up there. Only way to go is down.*Rigsby frantically punches Buraara in the head, but Buraara thrusts forward for a-* TH: Powerbomb! Rigsby's shoulders are down!ONE!
TWO! TH: Rigsby with the kick out.*Rigsby grabs a rope to stand up.* JK: He's got to watch himself. Brawler almost roped a dope. That's been around since the seventies, Hoss.*As Rigsby is on one knee, Buraara throws a-* TH: Buzzsaw kick!
Rigsby to the outside!JK: I'd give Rigsby credit for that, but Brawler clearly just rocked him right through the ropes.ONE! *Buraara looks down at Rigsby, who is dazed while the referee counts.* TH: Brawler with a serious comeback after a storm of fists from Paul Rigsby.TWO
THREE! *Buraara crosses his arms in wait.* JK: Now he's just hanging back. He's gonna let Rigsby stay out of the ring.FOUR!
FIVE! TH: I think he's coming to.JK: I can see that. Rigsby isn't a wimp and he's got the weight advantage on Brawler.SIX!
SEVEN! TH: He's up to his feet!*Rigsby looks up at Buraara and scowls.* JK: Is that the best you could do, Brawler? Is Rigsby gonna take that?EIGHT!
NINE! *Rigsby turns around and leaves through the crowd.* TH: What? Rigsby's leaving the match! He's not gonna wrestle!JK: He's turning tail. He doesn't want to take this anymore.TEN! DING! DING! DING! DING! DING! MM: Here is your winner as a result of a count out: Boiler... Room... Brawler!BRB: Boiraa! Ruumu! Buraara!
Boiraa! Ruumu! Buraara!TH: Paul Rigsby simply gave up after that opening assault.JK: I think he saw the writing on the wall. He knew if Buraara gained a single inch this match that he would take a mile.TH: Brawler looks like he's fuming in the match. It's just like last week with Jack Rogers.*Buraara stamps up and down in the ring. He runs to the ropes and shakes them while wildly waving his masks hair about.* JK: Brawler came here to wrestle a match and Paul Rigsby wouldn't let him have the satisfaction of finishing him.TH: Good for Rigsby's survival maybe, but not for his record. Brawler goes undefeated, but that's two opponents he didn't actually defeat.JK: With BRB back in charge that won't look good for Rigsby.TH: But will he also punish his in-ring representative just as much for not preventing this?JK: I don't know, but Wheel of Misfortune is coming up, and BRB is sure to do something with the man, even if it means firing him.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Apr 27, 2013 17:30:42 GMT -5
NITERAWTELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIPTHE DREAM VERSUS JEREMY DUPOE VERSUS THE GENERAL OF THE MONKEY ARMY TH: Welcome back to the show, FAWA fans. Up next promises to be an exciting Triple Threat match as The General of the Monkey Army faces Jeremy Dupoe in a rematch, but at the same time, newcomer The Dream steps up to the plate. JK: It was a hell of a finish last week when Jeremy Dupoe and The General managed to knock each other out, thus no justice for anyone. MM: Ladies and gentlemen of the FAWA Galaxy, the following match is a Triple Threat Match for the FAWA Television Championship and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing the first challenger…A-MER-I-CA! *Blackout and pause for five seconds. Then a miserably small firework squawks and the music hits for a second, then stops, then the house lights come up.* A-MER-I-CA! *The Dream stumbles about towards the ring. The lights fail as The Dream does a Goldberg style ‘wild kick’ and falls over, but recovers his composure as white lights flood the ramp and he hits The Dream Strut to the ring.* TH: It’s only his third match tonight, but The Dream is on fire as of the past few weeks. JK: He’s gonna get fired if he’s violating the FAWA Wellness Policy. Judging from those stumbles I’d say he doesn’t make it past Wheel of Misfortune. MM: Heading to the ring from South London, England at a weight of two hundred and sixty five pounds: he is The Dream! TH: He made his debut as the drafted Tag partner of Jason Flynn, but The Dream is already making his way in this company on his own. *The Dream enters the ring and struts about.* JK: Does he really expect Jeremy Dupoe or The General of the Monkey Army to fall for his schtick though? *Jeremy Dupoe rises through the floor in the entranceway with his book at his side.* TH: That may be the beauty of The Dream. As of now he is unpredictable. However, is it on purpose or are all of his opponents overthinking his style? JK: Wrestling is a human chess game, Gorilla…MM: His first opponent. Making his way to the ring from Arkham, Massachusetts, weighing two hundred and ten pounds, he is The Envoy of Chaos Jeremy Dupoe!JK: Sometimes a guy gets lucky when he’s so unqualified to play that he beats you. Give him another match and you’ll school him from there on out. *Dupoe sets his book down on the apron and climbs into the ring.* TH: Jeremy Dupoe is a thinking man’s wrestler to be sure. I don’t think he will humor The Dream much at all tonight. JK: Of course not. I bet Dupoe will do everything to minimize The Dream’s role in tonight’s match. MM: And their opponent. *The General walks out puffing away at his cigar and brandishing the FAWA Television Title Belt.* JK: Dupoe is here for this man. The Champion. The man who cost him his job. TH: It seems to me that Dupoe has no one but himself to blame for that. JK: Dupoe had a deal with The General and The General broke it. He deserves to get his ass beaten in that ring. MM: Coming to the ring from Lansing, Michigan at a weight of two hundred and twenty five pounds, your FAWA Television Champion: The General of the Monkey Army! *The General puts his cigar out on the apron before climbing into the ring and perching atop the turnbuckle, holding the FAWA Television Title over his head.* TH: You don’t think that The Dream won’t use that animosity to his advantage? JK: I don’t think The Dream can even pronounce animosity. *The General, Dupoe, and the Dream all exchange glances before Referee John Creed signals the bell.* DING! DING! DING! *The General tackles Dupoe and takes him down, smashing his fists over and over into Dupoe's face! Dupoe manages to flip his opponent over and hits the General with his own a barrage of stiff punches! The Dream lands a splash on both of them!* TH: Well, for anybody who didn't know, that is what animosity looks like!JK: And what taking advantage of it looks like.*The Dream gets up, but trips over Dupoe's ankle! As he goes sprawling into the ropes he just barely gets a hand out to catch himself and shove himself backward, his elbow colliding with the face of a rising Dupoe as he does* JK: There's more of that blind luck. It'll run out sooner or later, Gorilla.TH: Well, no matter what, it is effective.*Dupoe stumbles away in a daze, but the General is there to hit a Monkey Toss on the Dream!* TH: The General of the Monkey Army focusing on the Dream now, which is wise. He won't retain his title if he's oblivious to one of his opponents.*General goes to lock a cloverleaf onto the Dream, but is blindsided by a running neckbreaker from Dupoe!* TH: Down goes the General!JK: That elbow to the face wasn't gonna keep him out of the match for very long.*Dupoe on offense now! German Suplex to the Dream! Another German suplex for the General! Dupoe lifts the Dream up, and powerbombs him onto the General! Cover* 1! 2! Both men kick out! TH: Great offense from the Envoy of Chaos, but neither one of his opponents being put away!*Dupoe whips the Dream into the corner and goes for a piledriver on the General, but the General backdrops him! The Dream, meanwhile, has flipped straight over the turnbuckles and landed on the apron, where he is stumbling around groggily* JK: As usual, the Dream is out of it.TH: And after catching Dupoe with that back body drop, the General looks like he's setting his sights on the Dream! Here he comes!*The General runs over to the ropes and executes a baseball slide right through the Dream's legs! He lands on the floor and pulls the Dream off the apron by the ankles, so that the Dream falls chin-first onto the apron and is knocked senseless!* TH: Bah gawd, the General might've knocked his jaw loose!JK: Yeah, the jawbone of an ass.*General back into the ring now, and he charges Dupoe...who catches him with an Irish whip into the corner, and runs in after him...General springs out of the corner to clothesline Dupoe out of his boots!* TH: The Television Champion recovering quickly from that Irish whip and clotheslining Dupoe off his feet!JK: And now he's going high-risk! *The General climbs to the top rope, sails off to connect with a diving headbutt! Cover* 1! 2! Dream back into the ring to break it up with a double axe handle! Dream goes for the pin on Dupoe! TH: The Dream in there just in time to break up the pin, and now looking to steal it!1! Kickout! TH: Only a one!JK: Hah!THE DREAM: What?! One?! C'mon ref, that was TWO, and you know it!TH: The Dream taking exception with the speed of John Creed's count.JK: He still needs a three to win it, right? I just wanted to check.*As he argues with John Creed, the Dream doesn't see the General charging at him. But just as the General is about to hit him, the Dream throws up his hands in frustration and angrily stalks away from Creed into the corner--General has to swiftly put on the brakes to avoid crashing into the ref!* TH: Close call for the champion! He almost got himself disqualified!JK: Well, he would retain the title that way...TH: Whatever you think of the General of the Monkey Army, I don't think he's not going to get intentionally DQ'd just to hold onto a title.*The Dream turns around and sees the General just avoid a collision with Creed, and takes advantage of his opponent's distraction by running at him and knocking him into the ropes with a stiff spinning elbow strike! The Dream goes to capitalize--only for Jeremy Dupoe to bring him down with a Lou Thesz Press and a series of punches!* TH: And Dupoe back on the attack now!*Dupoe throws the Dream into the corner sternum first, and as the Dream bounces off the buckles with a groan Dupoe is there to tie him to the Tree of Woe! Dupoe rains vicious elbow strikes on the Dream's head as he hangs there, helpless! The General, meanwhile, has recovered but is watching the other two* TH: The ruthlessness of one Jeremy Dupoe on display!JK: And he's just getting warmed up!*Dupoe finally pulls the Dream's head off the mat and lifts him up so that he's horizontal (while still having his feet hooked in the top rope), and brings him down onto his knee for a backbreaker! Dupoe yanks him off of the ropes...and now the General strikes, catching Dupoe off-guard with a kick to the gut and a bulldog!* TH: A hard bulldog by the General neutralizing Dupoe, for the moment!*The General goes after the Dream next, and plants him with a big spinebuster! Cover* 1! 2! Kickout! TH: You know, Jess, you can chalk some of the Dream's initial success up to luck, but you can't deny his toughness. He's taken a lot of punishment from both of these FAWA veterans, and is still mustering the energy to kick out of pinfalls.JK: Yeah yeah, maybe, but he can't do it forever.*As the General starts getting up to dish out more punishment, he doesn't see that Dupoe's recovered faster than expected, but finds out as Dupoe brings him down with a running knee to the head from Dupoe as he's rising!* TH: A stiff knee strike from Jeremy Dupoe!*Dupoe picks the General up for a piledriver, and this time he hits it! Behind him, the Dream is standing up on wobbly legs, seeming not to know where he is. The Dream drunkenly meanders towards Dupoe and the General, and bumps into Dupoe, seeming to instinctively lock a full nelson onto the former CEO as he does!* TH: Full nelson locked on by a seemingly semi-conscious Dream! JK: Oh come on! This is ridiculous!*The Dream brings Dupoe down with a full nelson suplex! Now seemingly back to normal, the Dream follows up with a reverse DDT, and then a standing moonsault!* TH: Look at the Dream go!*General back up now, goes after the Dream, but the Dream sidesteps and catches the General in a wristlock! Short-arm clothesline from the Dream!* JK: Maybe...maybe he actually knows what he's doing in there? No, that's crazy talk, forget I said it!TH: Too late, King. I think there's a significant amount of skill to go with the Dream's good fortune, and it's fully on display right now!*Dupoe is dazedly pulling himself to his feet using the ropes. As he stands and leans against them, the Dream runs at him and hits him in the face with a Nicaraguan Kick! Dupoe goes over the top rope!* TH: With Dupoe on the outside, this may be the chance for either the Dream or the General to get an uninterrupted victory over the other!*The Dream turns around to attack the General again--and the General brings him down with a lariat! Snap suplex from the General of the Monkey Army!* JK: Yeah, and my money's on the General. The Dream couldn't keep that up for too much longer.*The General applies a headlock to the Dream and begins to crank. The Dream fights through the pain to regain a vertical base and elbow the General in the gut until he breaks the hold--only for the General to drive the Dream back to his knees with a double axe-handle!* TH: The Dream fighting out of that headlock, but the General maintaining his advantage over the newcomer.JK: And the General is ready to end this, by the looks of it!*The General waits for the Dream to stand back up, and then BLASTS HIM WITH THE MONKEY'S PAW!* TH: The General got him! The Dream is knocked silly from The Monkey’s Paw!JK: And he’s primed to pin that fat, silly strutting man. *The General drops down to hook the Dream’s leg.* ONE!
TWO! *Dupoe yanks the referee out of the ring and slides in.* TH: Jeremy Dupoe with the save! *The General stands up and shouts at Dupoe.* JK: Dupoe is gonna outsmart that monkey man if it’s the last thing he does. TH: That Monkey Man is going for another Monkey’s Paw! *The General reaches to Dupoe to deliver another massive right hand strike. Dupoe ducks it. He kicks The General in the gut, hooks the head, and lifts him up in the air.* JK: The General’s in for it now. I don’t think he can pull another Monkey’s Paw out like last week. TH: We could see our new Television Champ right here, FAWA Galaxy! *Dupoe holds The General up in the air a few seconds, then slams him on his head for a brain buster.* TH: Dupoe lands the Sanity Breaker! Down goes the champion! JK: Dupoe’s back, Gorilla, and he’s gonna get a title belt! ONE! TH: Wait, The Dream’s getting back up! JK: He’s punch drunk from the Monkey’s PawTWO! *The Dream standing moonsaults Dupoe.* TH: No! The Dream breaks the pin! *The Dream stumbles about some more.* JK: Dupoe underestimated The Dream and now he’s paying for it. The Dream is no fool. I can see he plays mind games with his opponents. *The Dream looks at Dupoe. Dupoe gets up and charges for The Dream. The Dream ducks down and lifts up, Dupoe sitting on his shoulders.* TH: Uh oh…JK: Dupoe is getting reckless here. *The Dream turns Dupoe around atop his shoulders.* TH: The General looks like he’s coming to! *The Dream pulls Dupoe down by the back of his neck and slams him headfirst into The General’s midsection.* TH: A double Dream Street Driver. JK: The Dream is a vicious killer, Hoss. He’s got it in his eyes! Those dull, glazed over eyes!*The Dream drops down to pin The General.* ONE!
TWO!
THREE! DING! DING! DING! A-MER-I-CA! MM: Here is your winner as a result of a pinfall and your new Freakin’ Awesome Wrestling Alliance Television Champion:
The… Dream!*The Dream is handed the FAWA Television Championship Belt.* TH: What a rise. The Dream came to the FAWA. He saw the TV Title. And he’s conquered it! JK: Oh please. The Dream is having a string of beginner’s luck. It’s only a matter of time before others catch onto his schtick and counter it. *The Dream tosses the TV Title Belt over his shoulder and hits the strut.* TH: Maybe, but until then we have yet another new Television Champion. The Dream is living it up right here on Niteraw. We’ll see you after these commercials.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Apr 27, 2013 17:31:05 GMT -5
NITERAWBEST OF SEVEN MATCH 5 ANTIHERO VERSUS SCOTT MARTIN MM: The following contest is a Steel Cage Match! You can win this match by pinfall, submission, or escapting the cage! Introducing first...MM: From Society's Worst Nightmares, Antihero!*Antihero enters staring straight at the cage, when he reaches the ring he just stares at the entrance ramp* TH: Antihero deadly serious making his way to the ring, he's in a 3-1 hole and he knows it's win or go home time.JK: You got that right Tim. And the way Anti's been preforming lately, it might be time to go home!MM: And his opponent, from Beverly, Massachusetts, weighing in tonight at 215 pounds, Scott Martin!*Scott Martin enters as black and green lights flash through the stadium taunting the fans and Antihero* JK: Nowwe're talking Tim! Scott Martin is here and he's ready to put this one away!TH: I don't like the kid's ego that much, but he's put on a string of good performances lately. Of course, now it looks like he's landed square on Antihero's bad side, and with a steel cage in play, that is not where you wanna be!*As soon as Scott enters the cage Antihero drop kicks him into a wall* TH: Nice strategy from Antihero there Jesse, using the environment to his advantage right from the start.JK: I'll give him credit for that Gorilla, that was clever.*Anti goes up top and hits the Double Sting!* TH: High risk move there, you can tell just how much he wants to win this match Jesse!JK: Anti throwing caution to the wind! This is gutsy.*Cover! 1-2 Martin kicks out* *Martin rolls into a corner looking shocked at what just happened* TH: Look at that face on Martin! He thought he had Anti at a major psychological disadvantage after beating him in his signature match last week, but it looks like he couldn't be more wrong!JK: He looks stunned, but he isn't going down that quickly Tim. We know that!*Scott runs out of the corner with a spear!* TH: Shades of Rhyno on that spear. If nothing else, we can say that Martin knows how to respond to a challenge.JK: Scott showing that he's as tough as they come. He might of squashed Anti like the ant he is!*1-2 kickout* TH: Only 2! I thought that this series was over off of that spear, but Antihero found the perseverance to kick out!JK: Anti's either gutsy or stupid. I haven't decided yet, but I'll give him credit for that kickout.*Scott nails a series of punches and goes to finish with a roundhouse but Antihero catches the leg and trips him to the mat* JK: WHAT? Nobody catches that kick!TH: Antihero's done his homework for sure, and now he's in control.*Antihero goes up top, but Scott brings him down with a jumping DDT from the top rope!* JK: DDT! DDT! THAT'S GOTTA BE IT GORILLA!TH: BAH GAWD JESSE! DDT FROM THE TOP, BOTH MEN ARE DOWN FROM THE IMPACT!*1-2- Again Antihero kicks out!* TH: How in the hell did Antihero kick out of that?JK: You know Tim? I think I've decided on gutsy. My hat is off to Anti so far. *Scott hits several elbow drops on Anti hero and covers for another 2* *Scott goes for a drive by kick and nails it 1-2- Antihero kicks out again!* TH: Martin just laying into Antihero with everything he has, but Antihero refuses to stay down! What a match!JK: This is dumbfounding. Martin's hitting him with his best shots!*Scott signals for the finish, and begins scaling the ropes* TH: Oh-no. Martin's looking for Remember the Name! That's how he finished off Antihero at Comic Book Chaos, and it could be the end of this series!JK: Oh boy. This is it!*Moonsault from the top rope!* TH: Remember the Name! Martin got him square across the chest!JK: THIS ONE'S OVER GORILLA! THERE'S NO WAY HE'S KICKING OUT NOW!*1-2-* *Anti got the shoulder up somehow! Scott is starting to seem frustrated as Antihero pulls himself up* *Martin goes for another drive by kick but Antihero dodges causing Martin to kick the cage! Martin grabs his foot and falls to the mat. Antihero waits for him to get up* JK: Oh man. His foot just put a small dent into the cage. This doesn't look good Hoss, not at all.TH: This could be the opening Antihero needs, looks like Martin hurt that foot pretty badly.*Antihero nails a spinning backfist for two* TH: Backfist to the Future only gets two! Martin isn't backing down tonight!JK: Damn right Tim! This kid's got more guts than anybody expected! Well, anybody but me, of course.*Martin swings wildly with a right hand Antihero grabs it and goes to the top rope for Break Your Freakin Arm!!!* *He's got it in!* JK: NO!TH: Break Your Freakin Arm! Martin's screaming in agony, he may tap! *Martin fights Antihero into a pinning combination 1-2 Anti releases the hold* TH: Martin with a clever reversal, but it's only enough for two.JK: Martin nearly got him there! *Both men run off the ropes and hit dual clotheslines* JK: It's suspenseful, but I always love seeing that Tim.TH: Both men are down, and this match could come down to whoever gets up first! The suspense is building here in Parts Unknown Arena!*Antihero returns to his feet first with Martin following suit* *Martin lifts Antihero for the 5150 out of nowhere* JK: Oh man! 5150, and this one's finished! Come on Scotty!TH: Oh my! He's got him up for 5150! It's all over if Martin hits this!*Antihero counters it floating behind for a full nelson lung blower* TH: Mesmerizing counter, and Antihero knows what's coming next. He's calling for it.*Antihero picks Scott up and follows with an Anticlimax! Cover!* JK: NO!TH: ANTICLIMAX! It's over! It's gotta be!*1-2-3!! TH: He did it! Antihero stays alive in the series!JK: I can't believe this. Scott had him right where he wanted him and he just slipped out!*Antihero asks for a mic* Anti: Martin I tried to tell you how serious this was, now do you get it?
I hope you do, I truly do because next week it's going to be...
A Clockwork Orange House of Fun Match!!!
Get ready Scott, It's 2-3 but I'm not about to die just yet!JK: Oh my God. A Clockwork Orange House of Fun Match! That's even more hardcore than a Lego Death Match! This one's gonna be ugly!TH: The Clockwork Orange House of Fun Match! Antihero has considerably upped the ante in this series, and we are going to have one hell of a match next week!*Martin is leaving the cage, looking very angry as we fade to commercial*
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Apr 27, 2013 17:31:24 GMT -5
NITERAW ARE YOU READY? *The lights suddenly turn a familiar green and an equally familiar theme song starts playing....* YOU THINK YOU CAN TELL US WHAT TO DO?
YOU THINK YOU CAN TELL US WHAT TO WEAR?
YOU THINK THAT YOU'RE BETTER?
WELL YOU BETTER GET READY....
BOW TO THE MASTERS....
BREAK IT DOWN!!!! *And "The Predator Knight" Gus Richlen and Shaelin Marie O'Hara run out onto the ramp, flipping glowsticks to the fans, who are absolutely loving this. The two of them are wearing a T-shirt and a tank top, respectively, that read "D-FAWARATION-X" on the front and "UNCUT AND UNCONTROLLABLE" on the back.* TH: Well, true to form, Richlen is paying homage to those that came before him and inspired him and Shaelin to enter the business.*The two get in the ring, finish throwing the glowsticks, then do the DX chop as the pyro goes off in the ring. Then Richlen takes a mic:* Before we continue, I think I should inform King that the police have called for a tow truck to take your car out of the handicap spot you illeagally parked in.*And on the FAWAtron, security footage shows a car getting towed out of the parking lot.* JK: THEY'RE TAKING MY CAR!!!!*King throws off his headset and runs out of the building, much to the surprise of everyone.* Seriously, that just got called in. Apparantly he really DID park in a handicap spot. And none of us called it in or moved the car.
Oh well, moving on.
Before Shaelin and I take over on commentary, I have to ask:
Are you ready?*The usual held-back reaction occurs....* NO! I SAID
ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRE
YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
RRRRRRRRRRREADYYYYYYYYYYYYY?*much larger cheer* Then, for the thousands in attendance...
and the millions watching around the world...
and for the two people who will be competing momentarily, Seth Drakin and Michael Hayden-*This triggers a strong round of boos.* To the man who thinks he's figured me out despite the fact that I've whipped his ass more times than I need to recount, and to the man who has so much petty hate that he thinks he's going to end my career:
YOU TWO LADIES HAVE A WHOLE OTHER THING COMIN'!
So...
LlllllllllLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLet's get ready to SUCK IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!*Then Shaelin takes the mic from him:* And if you're not down with that, then we've got TWO WORDS FOR YA!*She holds the mic to the crowd as they yell "SUCK IT!!!!" before the duo exits and heads to the announce table. No sooner do they do so than "Sick" hits and Seth Drakin gets a mostly negative reaction.* MM: Introducing first, weighing in at 265 pounds, Seth Drakin!TH: Well, it appears that in the unexpected departure of King, I'll be joined on commentary tonight by Gus Richlen and Shaelin Marie O'Hara.Yeah, and now I go from DX to Edge. Quite honestly, I have plenty of choice words to say during the match.TH: You've had a long and twisted history with Seth Drakin-Yeah, and what that history has shown is that he has hearing issues. I was never his apprentice, I was never his student, and I sure as f*** was never his damn protege. I'm my own person and that's all I'll EVER be, and if he tries to suggest otherwise again I'm going to demonstrate the usage of a size 13 mute button.*Then "The Ambassador" hits and Michael Hayden gets an even worse reaction than Drakin got.* MM: And his opponent, from Hollywood, California, weighing in at 209 pounds, the FAWA World Champion, "Hollywood's Own" Michael Hayden!TH: As we saw last week, the already heated feud between you and the champion just keeps getting worse with every passing second-Michael Hayden is a disgrace, not only to the company, but to the industry as a whole. That toxic attitude that he takes so much pride in is the thing that will destroy the business that the fans and I love. And again, I hear THAT "N-C Phrase" from him, he's going to get muted as well. That line is utter bullshit and he knows it. It's another one of his damned crutches.*John Creed calls for the bell and the two lock up, with Drakin eventually shoving Hayden into the ropes and Irish whipping him, catching the champ on the rebound with a shoulder block. Hayden gets up but gets dropped back down with a belly-to-back suplex! 1! Hayden easily kicks out-* TH: At Wheel Of Misfortune, you'll be facing Hayden in your rematch for the World Championship, a title which you have repeatedly pointed out that you won fairly at WrestleCrapocalypse.The thing is, I should not have to keep pointing out that I EARNED my shot by winning the ladder match at Summerfest. The truth of the matter is Hayden only got his shot because he let Connor Mackenzie get screwed over and refused to give him a rematch. So that THIEF in the ring had and has no right to criticize me for cashing in on the "Head Sellout" Aaron Enigma, which I had every right to do and in fact, I REPEATEDLY told Enigma that if he survived the Thunderdome, I was going to cash in. HE HAD FAIR WARNING. I DARE Hayden to actually show where I did anything even REMOTELY wrong. The fact is, he can't. Because it'd ruin his pathetic little arguments and he can never stand being wrong.*During this, Drakin has kept control of the match and now drops Hayden with a swinging neckbreaker! 1! 2! Hayden kicks out, so Drakin starts to pull him up, but he gets a shotei to the face! Drakin stumbles just a bit, allowing Hayden to get to his feet, only to go down again courtesy of a sudden clothesline! 1! 2! Hayden gets the shoulder up! Strangely enough, there's a scattering of fans actually cheering for Drakin as he starts to pull Hayden up again, only to get a second shotei, then a third. Drakin recovers and goes for another clothesline, but he's stopped in his tracks by a Kana-Kazie! 1! Drakin now has to kick out, but Hayden doesn't let up, repeatedly kneeing Drakin in the face, and as Drakin finally starts to get up, he gets drilled with a Shining Wizard!* TH: Obviously, the mutual lack of respect between you and Hayden has caused some to call for the two of you to forgo the Wheel and face off in an "I Respect You" Match-Never going to happen. Unlike Michael Hayden, I am not a liar. I will not let him continue his utterly wrong notion of everything having to be a one-way street for him. He wants me to respect him, he has to start respect others as well. That match will never happen because I am not a liar.TH: Still, a lot of people feel this mutual animosity-Didn't have to be that way. Only reason there IS any animosity is because Hayden wants to be a spoiled brat.And quite frankly, not only do I WANT to win at Wheel Of Misfortune more than he does, I NEED to win that match more than he does. Michael Hayden is an utter disgrace, as I have had to repeat over and over because he wants to warp the truth to fit what HE wants. And having him as champion is like going from Steven Spielberg and Kathryn Bigelow to Uwe Boll.*In the interim, Hayden has connected with several more knee strikes, and as Drakin staggers, RONALDO UNO! Drakin goes down and Hayden goes to the top rope and lands with a double foot stomp! 1! 2! Drakin kicks out, but as he starts to get up, RONALDO DOS! Drakin goes down to one knee, RONALDO- NO! Drakin catches him with a spinebuster! There's more sctattered cheers along with chants of "WE WANT MICHAELS!!!!"* And for the record, I agree with that chant. Because either BRB lets Michaels face Drakin in thew Cell, and I did my own fan poll and that's what a strong majority of the fans want, or I'M going to go to the Cell. And trust me, BRB will be better off choosing the former option.*Hayden pulls himself up, but he does so right into Drakin and a DDT! 1! 2! Hayden kicks out again so Drakin starts to pull him up, but Hayden tries to catch him in the YES! Lock! Drakin is too close to the ropes and manages to force a break, but as he gets up, the champ springboards with the Director's Cut! 1! 2! Drakin kicks out again! Hayden pauses and pulls Drakin up, but Drakin suddenly catches him and powerslams him! He has to go to the ropes to catch his breath a moment, and that's when he spots the two at the announce table. He directs an empty glare in their direction, and the camera cuts to Shaelin glaring as well, and she's visibly shaking. Back in the ring, Hayden is starting to get to his feet, but he gets dropped quickly by a running knee strike! Drakin then pulls him up again, but Hayden catches him in a half nelson, Omega-Plex! 1! 2! DRAKIN KICKS OUT!!! Undeterred, Hayden goes to the top rope, but that's when Richlen throws the headset off and jumps over the announce table! Hayden spots this and starts yelling at the #1 Contender, but the distraction is just enough for Drakin to get up, get to the second rope, grab Hayden, AND HIT A BRIDGING GERMAN SUPLEX!!!! 1! 2! 3!* MM: Here is your winner, Seth Drakin!TH: And thanks to Gus Richlen, Drakin gets to steal one out from under the World Champion-*Richlen slides in the ring as Drakin exits, and as Hayden gets to his feet, Richlen grabs him by the throat and chokeslams him!* TH: And perhaps that was a message to-*Richlen turns around AND DRAKIN NAILS HIM WITH THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!* TH: Wait a minute! What the hell was that about?!*As NiteRaw fades out, Drakin stands over both champion and supposed challenger, belt held high as Shaelin gets in the ring to check on Richlen and to make sure Drakin doesn't try to get another shot in....* NITERAW CREDITS Antihero Boiler Room Brawler Connor Mackenzie Gus Richlen Mister Socko's Brother Waffell113
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Apr 27, 2013 17:38:24 GMT -5
Tentative card. I hope to send it out by tomorrow.
Exhibition Match (Winner Earns TV Title Shot) The General of the Monkey Army versus MiscreAnt versus Sammy Twister
Television Championship Ryan Blood versus The Dream
Inter-Forums #1 Contendership Match Marshall Wesley Coventry versus Seth Drakin
World Heavyweight Title #1 Contender Match Aaron Enigma versus Connor Mackenzie
Just as a note though, I have considered cutting back to three matches. I keep having to pick up slack or find someone to pick it up. If I do, the World Heavyweight Title #1 Contender match could be booked for Wheel of Misfortune, though that means the Tag Team Title Match will be full of double bookings. Fortunately, I will be sending out a new rule for a vote that may fix that from happening again. You'll find out when I send the card.
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Waffel113
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Post by Waffel113 on Apr 27, 2013 17:45:02 GMT -5
Lovely show all.
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Waffel113
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Post by Waffel113 on Apr 27, 2013 17:47:01 GMT -5
Oh and while we're here, I'll write the Inter-Forums #1 Contender Match.
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Post by Connor Mackenzie on Apr 27, 2013 19:00:50 GMT -5
Great show folks! And glad to hear you're alright Aaron and Jeremy! As far as matches go I could handle Aaron/Connor if there weren't any objections.
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Oak: Certified Jade Hater
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Post by Oak: Certified Jade Hater on Apr 28, 2013 0:38:27 GMT -5
Honestly, thanks you guys. I did not expect The Dream to get the victory, but I'll do the TV Title proud.
Now for the angry part. I apologize in advance, but I need to say this.
Dear Gus: Hayden is a tweener. Tweener means that some people like him, some don't. It also means Hayden gets. mixed reaction, not boos worse than Seth Drakin, who is a confirmed rudo.
I liked the main event, minus the commentary. Mainly because you used that as a soapbox to voice your character's anger towards mine. Which, fine, it builds the feud I suppose, but only to a certain point. Plus, the random "We Want Michaels" chant during a match that has nothing to do with Michaels struck me the wrong way, because essentially you said we were Sheamus vs. Randy Orton. You could have touched on the Ultimate Survivor challenge that Hayden and Drakin were part of, or the fact that Drakin and Miscreant are taking on Hayden and Enigma, which is happening at the next PPV. But you ignored all that to run me down.
I'm sorry if I'm out of line, but I've kept my tongue long enough. This annoyed me, and I felt like I had to say why.
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Gus Richlen Was Wrong
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Post by Gus Richlen Was Wrong on Apr 29, 2013 13:01:31 GMT -5
Modified all of Justice, LLC's profiles. Will have Asuka LAntGley Sohryu's debut in tomorrow at least.
Also, Bull Ant left a message on the Colony board that he's having phone issues and may be out a while.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Apr 29, 2013 19:59:29 GMT -5
Exhibition Match (Winner Earns TV Title Shot) The General of the Monkey Army versus MiscreAnt versus Sammy Twister - Writer Needed
Television Championship Ryan Blood versus The Dream - Writer Needed
Inter-Forums #1 Contendership Match Marshall Wesley Coventry versus Seth Drakin - Waffell
World Heavyweight Title #1 Contender Match Aaron Enigma versus Connor Mackenzie - Connor
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Apr 30, 2013 20:06:32 GMT -5
Votes have been counting. Now to write entrances, then finishes. Expect your stuff by tomorrow, writers.
That said, anyone else able to step up to the plate? If I could get two more writers that would be great...
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