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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Aug 3, 2013 16:40:09 GMT -5
UPDATE: Working on the show right now. Organizing things, writing entrances/finishes to matches without them. This should be a good one folks. CORRECTION: Now that I've completely sifted through my inbox for every little promo, segment, and match, I have yet to receive the main event - the Battle Bowl Qualifier. For now I'll just throw up a "To Be Inserted Later" notice if everyone's fine with that. Once I receive the match... I'll post it. In any case, I'm still a ways off from being ready.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Aug 3, 2013 17:08:45 GMT -5
NITERAW TH: Welcome FAWA Galaxy to Niteraw! We’re coming to you live this week from the Parts Unknown Hall in Parts Unknown, North Dakota. I’m Gorilla Tim Hoss on color commentary is Jesse King! JK: The Reign of Chaos has begun, Gorilla! No Disqualifications. No Count Outs. And No Time Limits.TH: So it has been decreed by the now possessed Majority Shareholder Boiler Room Brawler, or should we say Disturbance?JK: Beats me. Either way, Jeremy Dupoe’s pulling the strings and he has the whole FAWA Galaxy hanging in the balance as he promises to bring it all to an end. TH: New champions must arise in the Reign of Chaos to stop it and that means the Road to the Battle Bowl.
First up we have Mister S defending his freshly won Television Title against Gus Richlen’s beau – Shaelin Marie O’Hara.JK: She’s a feisty one, but Mister S proved himself a deadly wrestler in the ring last week. TH: That’s just the appetizer though because then we got The Dream and we got Hollywood’s Own Michael Hayden – both careers in the FAWA rescued by the World Heavyweight Champion Connor Mackenzie relinquishing his FAN Forums Title to convince Disturbance… er… Boiler Room Brawler… um…JK: To keep their jobs here following their Money in the Bank or Botch Pink Slips.TH: Um, yes. Thank you there, King. JK: Don’t mention it. TH: But it’s the Road to the Battle Bowl and that means we have a raucous qualifier as two teams come head to head. It’s Scott Martin and Ashley Conda going up against Hardcore Hensley, and Gus Richlen. *Serenity hits and the fog pours down from the nosebleeds, surrounding most of the fans. Eventually it clears to reveal The Predator Knight Gus Richlen sitting in full gear a couple of rows away from the roof. One hand is on the head of his cane, and the other, instead of clutching the rim of the top hat, is clenched tightly on the other arm of his seat. His face is frozen in a glare as he slowly rises and walks to the ring, head lowered.* TH: At Summerfest, Gus Richlen made his intentions clear that he wants to leave Gookermania as FAWA World Champion. There have been some people who have questioned why he would spike Justin Hole all the way to the hospital after making that decision, but since Wheel Of Misfortune and Richlen's extremely uncharacteristic defeat at the hands of Seth Drakin-JK: Yeah, and that loss hurt Michael Hayden as well! That match made both of them look bad, and I have a suspicion that-TH: Careful, I don't want us to lose our jobs again. Too many people being punished for petty crap in this company anymore.JK: With truth-telling being the worst offense?TH: Exactly. As I was saying, since that loss, Richlen has perhaps become more and more mentally unstable, especially where it looks like that he will not have a chance at revenge against Drakin anytime soon. To Gus Richlen, I think I can safely say that he considers being champion again secondary to facing Seth Drakin inside Hell In A Cell and probably ending the man's career, even if it isn't official. It's almost as if these obsessions, along with the fact that those who know him better than most, if not all, of his critics do know that what some might consider a rampant ego is really a rather sensitive personality that has never been able to take criticism of any sort very well-JK: Or in layman's terms, he takes criticism very personally, although he doesn't hear me probably, but then again a lot of the critics have been too harsh even by MY standards!TH: Richlen is an incredibly misunderstood figure, and it seems that there are those who refuse to listen to him or try to understand him. But in my opinion, over the past few months, and perhaps longer than that, Gus Richlen's mind and spirit have become diseased, and every effort he's made to try to get rid of that disease has failed. And in all honesty, I think he's growing more and more desperate the longer this disease goes unchecked.*Richlen, still not smiling, has entered the ring, a steel chair and a mic in one hand, and he sets the chair up and sits down before lifting up the microphone. He waits for a while, eyes closed as if he's not looking forward to what he has to say, then begins:* What you are about to listen to tonight is not the Gus Richlen you've known and loved since his arrival. You will not hear any cheesy catchphrases, you will not hear references to the Berserk manga and anime, you will not hear my best DX imitation. What you will hear tonight is the personal frustration and anger of a man who has taken far more shit than he's had to since the year started. What you will hear tonight will probably piss people off, just like I've pissed people off ever since I joined the people's company.
It seems that our definition of a face in this comapny has not changed along with the business. We're still stuck thinking that the ideal face is Hulk Hogan, your typical squeaky-clean, take your vitamins, say your prayers, never-do-anything-controversial babyface. To be an Austin or a Rock or a Triple H or a Jericho is to be unwelcome, is to invite ridicule, is to be considered one of the bad guys. And these people who hold to this outdated notion refuse to listen to anything that might prove them wrong.
These people say that I am self-serving, only interested in what helps ME, without doing anything that they consider heroic. Well, you know who fit that description? Hulk Hogan! AND I HATED HULK HOGAN GROWING UP! True, part of that was from his time in the nWo, but before and after then he was as selfish as they come! Or do I need to remind you of him showing up at Wrestlemania 9 to make it look like he was just checking on Bret Hart, only to weasel his way into a title match?
But what those critics refuse to realize is that lately I've been the ONLY person speaking up about the bullshit that's been plaguing your company all year. When Michael Hayden allowed Connor Mackenzie to get screwed over at Lord Of The Ring, who spoke up and called for there to be a fair rematch? Not Antihero. Not Ryan Blood. Certainly not Michael Hayden, who had nothing to gain by doing the right thing. So who spoke up? ME! And I didn't have a goddamned thing to gain by doing so! WHERE, I ASK, IS THE SELF-SERVING ELEMENT IN THAT?!*Richlen has by now gotten to his feet, and the rage in his face is, for all practical purposes, genuine.* If I had known that Mackenzie was just going to keep getting screwed over for months afterwards, I would have said f*** COMIC BOOK CHAOS! and defended the title on NiteRaw against him, and maybe I wouldn't be up here pissed off and spilling my heart out in the middle of the ring!
And when BRB selfishly inserted himself into a feud that he had no part being in solely because he wanted to further screw Mackenzie over by taking the FAWA World Championship for himself, did anyone other than me speak out against that? NO! I'M THE ONLY PERSON WHO GAVE A DAMN! Nobody else on the roster would say anything or do anything! AND I HAD ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO GAIN FROM IT!*He runs a hand through his hair as he continues:* These critics will tell you that I am not a face because of what I say. How many faces would not hesitate to being insulting and belittling towards an opponent, especially if that opponent deserved it? The Rock, Austin, Jericho, Triple H, Edge, Cena, the list goes on. Oh wait, they're not really faces because they don't fit these critics' definition of how a face is supposed to act! I'm not allowed to hurt anyone's feelings! And yet if anyone else does it, it's perfectly fine for them to do it but not me!
Which brings me to my next problem with what this company has become: this is a company full of hypocrisy and double standards enforced by those in authority. Gus Richlen and Tim Hoss are forced into one set of standards as far as what they can say, but everyone else gets a different one that might as well be no standards at all. Gus Richlen cashes in a title shot that he EARNED? Everybody is supposed to hate him for it. Anybody else cashes in? Nobody cares. Gus Richlen calls someone out for something? OH, YOU CAN'T SAY THAT TO THAT PERSON, APOLOGIZE RIGHT NOW OR ELSE!!!! Gus Richlen cuts a bizarre promo? YOU CAN'T CALL YOURSELF A FACE BECAUSE NO FACE SAYS ANYTHING LIKE THAT! Except Undertaker often did- NOW YOU'RE COMPARING YOURSELF TO UNDERTAKER!!! YOU CAN'T DO THAT EITHER!!!!
f*** DOUBLE STANDARDS.JK: I wonder if NASA has a spare heat shield? He may need it when the people he's targetting get mad about this!It is because of what I say, what I do, and what I stand for that the people with the power have decided that I'm to be punished, and anyone I'm associated with is also to be punished. I would like to ask right now if that is fair. These people want you to believe that I've done so much wrong, when I know in my heart that I've done absolutely nothing wrong and thus I will NEVER apologize for anything I say or do. EVER. The day I do so is the day I no longer serve a purpose in this company, because I am a defiant son of a bitch and damned proud of it!
As I was saying, kinda got sidetracked there a second, these people decide to punish me by treating me, the only Triple Champion in FAWA history, like Dennis Stamp, and by constantly booking me and the rest of The Revolution to lose and lose and lose. Even though I have done nothing wrong, the old saying holds true: Two wrongs do not make a right.
Tonight is the night I stop taking this from anyone. When I was in Thailand, one of my friends there gave me a bit of advice: You can either stand up or let them run you the f*** over. Standing up hurts less in the long run. Tonight, Gus Richlen stands up.
Not just for you, not just for the people on the roster that I respect, a list that is sadly dwindling, but for me.
It is at times like this that I miss what I lost at the end of 2011. The Xtreme Machine was at least able to speak out without having to worry about people whining about it. I look at myself in the mirror now in the hallway and I hate what I've become. Thanks to all the other bullshit, I've lost focus of what I'm supposed to be fighting for. Do you think I LIKE being this bitter and disillusioned all the time?! I think it SUCKS!*Richlen pauses again, pacing around the ring now.* It sucks feeling like I'm one of the only ones left in this business that has something sadly missing from the industry as a whole: heart. The greats like Dusty Rhodes and Ricky Steamboat and Shawn Michaels and Sting had heart. Many of the people in FAWA don't have that. Many of the people around the business don't have it.
And yet it seems like I'm losing my heart to be here. Shaelin shouldn't have to wake up in the middle of the night, turn around in bed, and find the other side empty because I'm running down the street crying because I don't know if I want to be here anymore because I hate what this has turned me into! I look at what YOUR company was when I joined and then I see what it has become and it hurts. I've become disenchanted, disillusioned, jaded, whatever you want to call it. Nothing short of winning BattleBowl and then leaving Gookermania as world champion or destroying Seth Drakin inside the Cell will be able to keep me here much longer.
I might as well tell you all this, so that way you'll know my side and how badly conflicted I am right now: I've been asked by WWE to wrestle in the dark match in my home turf of Green Bay, Wisconsin before Monday Night Raw. And depending on how it goes, they may follow it up by offering me a contract.*There is scattered booing as he says this, but he holds up his hand.* Let me finish.
In light of all that has happened this year, there is a part of me that says that I SHOULD leave FAWA and go to WWE. I can think of so many people there that I believe I could tear the house down with. I mean, can you imagine Gus Richlen vs. Seth Rollins, or Gus Richlen vs. Dean Ambrose, or Gus Richlen vs., heck, Daniel Bryan? Or how about one which I'm guessing most of you will be cheering for me anyway: Gus Richlen vs. John Cena?*This triggers a fairly strong CENA SUCKS!!!! chant.* Should have seen that coming. And everyone, from my parents to my sister in Minnesota to Shaelin's family to most of the friends I have to my own brother think that if the offer is made that I would be foolish not to accept. If there would be a better way to show the critics what they just cost all of you, it would be that.
But then there's another part of me, the part of me that whispers in my ear and tells me that my work is not done here. That voice tells me that no matter where I go, whether it be between the three other comapnies I work for or exclusively for Vince McMahon, there is more in FAWA that needs to be done. And damn if that voice doesn't sound like my girlfriend.
Yet the worse things get here, the more willing I am to just give the critics what they want and leave. I know I'm not welcome here at all anymore. Not from you, no, I know you still cheer me on just like you have for the past two and a half years. But you're not the ones whose opinion matters anymore, apparantly.
But maybe that other part of me is right. Maybe I SHOULD stay here just to spite those people. Maybe winning BattleBowl and becoming champion again would be the thing that silences them once and for all.
Truth be told, I didn't just promise all of you that I would win.
At Gookermania, Shaelin's brothers will be at ringside. Both of them served in Iraq. One of them lost both of his legs thanks to a roadside bomb. The other lost his right arm, right leg, and much of the right side of his face when a rocket-propelled grenade hit the Humvee he was in. Shaelin and I are both proud of them for enduring what they've been through, and I promised both of them that I would leave Gookermania as FAWA World Champion.
My mom is going to be at ringside. She's constantly in pain thanks to a botched back surgery from eleven years ago, which led to her developing fibromyalgia. She's had two other surgeries since then and may have to have another. Add to that the fact that she has issues with hypothyroidism abd the fact that she lost both of her parents within days of each other a short while ago, and she's in need of something to make her happy. I promised her that she's gonna see her son win the FAWA World Championship at Gookermania, hell and high water be damned!
But truth be told, I need to win for one other reason.
The Freakin' Awesome Wrestling Alliance is broken.
And while my heart may tell me that I have done nothing wrong in the two and a half years I've been here, I have this unsettling feeling that this company is broken because of the things I've done to try to help it.
So starting now, and especially after I secure my spot in BattleBowl tonight, this is no longer the Whatever of Richlen Tour. This is the FAWA Rebuilding Mission. I broke the system, and by God, I'm going to fix it!
And if anyone, and I do mean ANYONE, thinks they can stop me, you don't know who you're dealing with anymore.*Richlen drops the mic as Serenity starts, but then he picks it up again.* No no no no no. We're not using that here. Maybe in NGIW or somewhere else, but not here. Play my new music.OHHHHHHHHH, BUT THERE'S ONE THING I HANG ON TO THAT GETS ME THROUGH THE NIGHT....*Have A Nice Day by Bon Jovi hits as Richlen exits the ring and walks straight up the ramp.* TH: Strong words from the man who says that he NEEDS to be champion again.JK: Yeah, but what if he LOSES tonight? This may be his only chance, and where he didn't have good words for BRB earlier, he may not even be able to beg his way in if he loses!TH: On the other hand, is that the same BRB before Jeremy Dupoe stepped into the cage at Summerfest? This is the Reign of Chaos, King. JK: Indeed it is. Cut to commercial? TH: Let’s. When we return, it’ll be Mister S defending against Shaelin. Right after these messages. Stay tuned!
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Aug 3, 2013 17:09:57 GMT -5
NITERAWTELEVISION TITLE MATCHSHAELIN VERSUS MISTER S NITERAWTELEVISION TITLE MATCHSHAELIN VERSUS MISTER S *Mr.S Smiles at Shaelin and feints a swing, then kicks her in the stomach.* TH: This is Tim Hoss and Jesse King…*Shaelin grabs his leg as it retracts and pulls it out from under him and then hits a leg drop.* TH: If you’re just joining us Shaelin O’Hara is currently challenging Mister S for the Television title. *Mr.S gets to his knees as Shaelin rolls out of the ring, grabs a chair and reenters.* JK: And he’s having no problem with the Reign of Chaos. TH: Mister S going for the chair! *Mr.S looks at her and gives her a mocking smile and then laughs, Shaelin looks furious and hits him square in the face with the chair.* TH: It looks like Mr.s made a big mistake making Shaelin mad. JK: Yeah but he sure seems to be having fun. TH: It's all fun and games untill some one gets hurt and it seems like he just got hurt. *Shaelin rolls Mr.S up and Ashley Conda runs out.* TH: Wait a minute. Wait a minute! Here comes Ashley Conda! 1... Coda breaks the pin up and Mr.S still looks out, Conda picks up the discarded Chair and hits Shaelin in the back of the head with it, then she starts to choke her with the ropes. Mr.S starts to stir.* TH: This is terrible, Shaelin is at the mercy of Conda and when Mr.S stands up who knows what will happen. JK: I know Mr.S will jump right in and break Shaelin. *Mr.S stands and see's what is happening, he frowns and shakes his head. Conda looks back at the tap on her shoulder from Mr.S and she smiles, and gestures for him to join, Mr.S shakes his head and motions for her to leave.* JK: What is he doing he has the perfect opportunity to put Shaelin away yet he doesn't, what's wrong with him? TH: He's doing the right thing and not joining in, maybe their behind this Mr.S then seems. *Conda looks mad and goes to hit Mr.S, but S catches her arm and tosses her, then he leans over her and once again motions for her to leave, and Conda shakes her head, and Mr.S also shakes his head and picks her up and and puts her down, Conda looks confused.* JK: What's he doing? TH: I don't know. * Mr.S motions one last time and again Conda shakes her head, S nods his head and then hits her with a throat trust and then a heart punch, Ashley calpes on the mat, and Mr.S picks her up and caries her out side the ring and gently puts her down.* JK: What was that, he just put her out with those hits. TH: I don't think any one expected that. JK: I sure didn't. * Mr.S walks over to the downed Shaelin, who is starting to stir, and gently slaps her face trying to get her to get with it. Shaelin snaps to and kicks Mr.S in the stomach then stands and slaps him in the face. Mr.S Smiles and grabs his stomach, then he looks serious and gestures for her to attack. Shaelin rushes S and hits a Russian Leg Sweep, and then a leg drop, then she walks to the side of the ring to pick up the chair and see's Conda lying knocked out on the cement, and Shaelin looks confused and walks over to Mr.S and gestures to Conda he nods his head as he stands and hits a round house kick on Shaelin he then leg drops her and goes for the pin. 1...2. Shaelin kicks out and knees S in the Stomach.* TH: That stomach must really hurt now.JK: You bet it is, but this match isn't over yet. *Shaelin hits a leg drop on Mr.S and then looks at Conda and then S again, and looks confused.* JK: Ashley Conda presenting Shaelin with a dilemma. TH: Did Mister S use her to play mind games on his opponent? *Mr.S Smiles on the ground and grabs Shaelin's ankle and pulls her down to the floor-* TH: The TV Champion grabbing a chair and he’s heading for the top rope. JK: What’s his plan? TH: I don’t know. Shaelin’s getting up…*Mister S dives off the top rope and slams the chair down on Shaelin’s head.* TH: The challenger is down! Shaelin is down! JK: And he’s going for the pin! TH: ONE!
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THREE! MM: Here is your winner as a result of a pinfall and still your FAWA Television Champion: Mister… S! *Mister S smirks as he stands over Shaelin. He holds the TV Title belt over her before he leaves the ring…* TH: Mister S benefited from the Reign of Chaos decree tonight. JK: The rules are the rules and half of them have been thrown out. TH: Quite a raucous opening to tonight’s events but we have more coming your way.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Aug 3, 2013 17:10:11 GMT -5
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Aug 3, 2013 17:10:29 GMT -5
NITERAW MM: Ladies and Gentlemen of the FAWA Galaxy, making his way to the ring now: The General of the Monkey Army!TH: Looks like it’s time for some good ole’ lighthearted fun with the General.*The General approaches the ring not wearing his usual clothes but instead his street clothes. He then enters the rings and stares at the announcer, a mic in his hand...* THE GENERAL OF THE MONKEY ARMY: My name is William Anderson.
It is NOT the General of the Monkey Army.
Now say it right!*Michael Muffer seems confused but follows instructions.* MM: Erm… Ladies and Gentlemen: William Anderson!WILLIAM ANDERSON: That’s better. You best remember to call me that when I come out to this ring because if you don’t I will lay you out. Now as you all well know I have been refusing to do any interviews or appearances as the General and I’ll tell you why but first let me tell you a story about a young boy named Billy “Shoes” Anderson.
When this boy was about five years old he saw pro wrestling for the first time on TV and ever since then he was hooked. He got all the toys, the pay per views, and anytime the WWF or WCW came into town you better believe that he was there. Not only did he love pro wrestling he loved to learn about it. Any book he could find on it he would read it. Any news article, an old VHS tape, it didn’t matter as long it focused on wrestling. Then when he was in middle school he signed up for the wrestling team and with hours and hours of practice he quickly became the best wrestler in the whole middle school. Yes he did try other sports but wrestling was the only thing he cared about. He cared about the hard work you had to put into it and he cared about his fellow wrestlers.
Then in high school Billy became an all American and a State champion. He was given scholarships to further his education Michigan State University but instead he set his sight on the world of pro wrestling. He then started from the bottom in the local indies of Michigan in which he learned his craft. After years in the Michigan indies he finally got the call from a wrestling promotion known as the WWCF. And ever since then Billy was given a stupid gimmick and was forced to kiss a goddamn monkey on national television and was made a fool of for over three years but not anymore!
I have had enough of this stupid gimmick. I have had enough of being promised of better things only to have the rug pulled from underneath me. I am a better wrestler than anyone in the back and they know it. The General of the Monkey Army is no more! I am Billy Anderson…The General of Wrestling.*”The General of Wrestling” Billy Anderson drops the microphone and leaves the ring.*
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Aug 3, 2013 17:11:04 GMT -5
TH: Well that was unexpected of The General… erm… of Wrestling Willaim Anderson.JK: You almost said it didn’t you? TH: Well when you get used to a guy-JK: And that’s part of his point. He’s forging a new destiny and the Reign of Chaos was just the opportunity to break out of his years-long shell. Maybe it isn’t so bad after all…TH: Well folks up next we have the debut of newcomer Xzavier GreeneJK: Well, he was supposed to be here last week, but apparently he missed his flight or something. Here's hoping the wait is worth it.TH: We can only hope so King. Let's send it down to the voice of the squared circle, Michael Muffer, for the introduction of the newest FAWA superstar.MM: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, already in the ring, from Stoke-on-Trent in the United Kingdom, Paul Rigsby!*Rigsby raises his arms into a triumphant pose as the fans boo heavily* TH: Big oprotunity for Paul Rigsby tonight to stop the Xzavier Greene's self professed South Beach Party before it gets started King.JK: I'm only interested if this party has ladies Gorilla, FAWA's already a big ol' sausage fest.MM: And his opponent, from South Beach, Florida, The Pro Wrestling Party Xzavier Greene!*The lights in the Parts Unknown Arena dim as strobe lights start up on the stage* *Xzavier Greene emerges from behind the curtain in his trademark lime green trunks with a woman on each arm. He heads toward the ring as Xzavier acknowledges fans and slaps hands. He gestures for the women to head backstage while he slides into the ring, hitting a few b-boy inspired moves before applauding the crowd and backing into a neutral corner.* TH: Quite an entrance for Xzavier Greene.JK: Quite the entourage as well Gorilla, how can he pull ladies like that?TH: It's in the hair Jesse... it's in the hair.DING! DING! DING! *The two men meet in the middle of the ring where Xzavier puts his hand out for a handshake. Rigsby goes for it and Xzavier pulls his hand away, touches up his afro and laughs at the larger man.* TH: Greene better not take Rigsby lightly here King. Just because we haven't seen much of him doesn't mean he's not double tough.*Xzavier goes back in for a real handshake which Rigsby accepts. However as Xzaiver tries to pull ahead Rigsby hold on and gives him a short arm lariat which turns Greene inside out.* JK: Gorilla Tim Hoss, wrestling psychic.TH: I Try.*Rigsby drops down for a quick cover puts Xzavier quickly gets the shoulder up. Rigsby then locks in a hammerlock on Greene who slowly works his way back up to his feet. With the crowd clapping Xzavier drops down to his knees to execute a kneespin, sweeping Rigsby's legs out from under him.* JK: Huh, well that's different.TH: Yes Jesse, it's part of what Xzavier calls his style, Hip-Hop Highflying. He's combined the athletic ability of high flying wrestling with the flair of hip-hop. It's highly unorthodox and from the looks of things, highly effective*Greene brings Rigsby back up and sends him into the ropes with and irish whip. Greene hits the ropes and nails Rigsby with the Spin Cycle!* JK: So many spins, I think I'm going to be sick...*Rigsby rolls out of the ring to take a breather but Greene hits the ropes.* TH: Greene looks to take flight!*But as Greene is halfway across the ring, Rigsby walks out of the way, forcing Xzavier to pull up, much to the disappointment of the crowd.* JK: Looks like that flight... *puts on sunglasses* Was cancelled.TH: Ugh...JK: Get it Gorilla?! He's from Miami!TH: Will you stop!*Xzavier shrugs and then sets up in the center of the ring for a headstand* JK: What is he doing now Gorilla?TH: Entertaining the fans King. He promised a party was coming.*Xzavier then begins to do a headspin. As he spins Rigsby rolls back into the ring and dropkicks Greene in the gut.* JK: Too much showing off Gorilla. If Mr. Greene wants to be taken as a contender he'll have to tone that down going forward.TH: Indeed King, but it's hard to a zebra to change its stripes.*Rigsby picks up Greene and sends him into the corner with an irish whip. He charges the corner but Xzavier ducks out of the way through the ropes. Greene then ascends the turnbuckle.* TH: Could Green be looking for the South Beach Stunna?*Rigsby recovers quickly and charges the corner again, so Xavier front flips off the turnbuckle and lands behind the onrushing Rigsby. He connects with a spinning back kick to the solar plexus, dropping Rigsby to his knees. TH: What athleticism by Greene!JK: Psht... show-off is more like it.*Xzavier sends Rigsby into the corner with a hard whip. Rigsby staggers out of the corner and Zavier Green hits the Afrobutt. JK: Hey ref, check the afro! There's gotta be something in there!* Xzavier plays to the crowd as Rigsby staggers back to his knees as Xzavier hits the ropes and puts the opponent back down with a Hurricana Driver. He then goes up top again* TH: Spiked him right on his head!* Greene leaps off the turnbuckle, contorting his body in a multitude of directions before landing on a prone Rigsby.* TH: The Night's Top Highlight! Have you ever seen anything like that before in your life King?JK: No Gorilla, and frankly I'm not even sure how he did that in the first place. Someone get MIT's physics department on line 1 please.ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! MM: Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner... Xzavier Greene!*Xzavier kip=ups of the mat and celebrates on the turnbuckle as the crowd cheers loudly.* TH: Impressive debut by Xzavier Greene tonight King. The kid has some talentJK: Yeah Gorilla, but the question is whether or not he's more style than substance... time will tell.TH: Indeed it will Jesse, indeed it will. Well folks, the people in suits say we need to pay some bills, but Nite-Raw will be right back after this quick commercial break!
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Aug 3, 2013 17:11:29 GMT -5
NITERAW *Tim Hoss stands in the middle of the ring with a microphone.* TH: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome my guest at this time Antihero! *The crowd is going wild for Antihero as he walks to the ring and shakes hands with Tim Anti: How have you been Tim?TH: I've been just fine Anti, now let's get to the interview shall we?*MiscreAnt pops out of the back and stands on the entrance ramp Misc: Not so fast! There are a lot of things that the fans themselves do not know about you Antihero. I am here to find the truth!*Misc finally enters the ring* Misc: I will also be taking the first question Tim, I know how incompetent you are.
Question 1 Antihero. How does it feel knowing that you have no chance of cashing in against whomever may be the world champ?*Antihero grabs the Microphone from Tim Hoss Anti: I don't know the feeling Misc. How does it feel to know Martin and the Dream are going to take your titles very soon?Misc: I ask the questions around here Antihero. If that is even your real name!
Moving on. So Antihero, what are your thoughts on BattleBowl?Anti: Right now I'm looking forward to shoving my boot so far down your damn throat you'll piss shoelaces til the day you die, and then throwing you over the top rope you son of a bitch!Misc: I freaken dare you Antihero. Fire the shot, you know you want to. But why are you this angry?Anti: Are you really that dumb or are you just trying to piss me off? You know damn well why I'm so angry! You've been trying to suck this company dry since you debuted! And now you're proving that you're a gutless coward by trying to make me slip into insanity again!Misc: I see, but how exactly does that make me gutless?Anti: Simple. Suicide's the cowards way out.Misc: I am the coward in this? I am standing in front of you! You are the coward Antihero. Scared of your own true self.
I am done with the interview. No more games. You want me to be real? I will be real. You said it yourself you are not a role model! So stop acting like you are this high and mighty good guy. You see that briefcase. That puts you in a position of power. You see Connor could be blindsided at any moment. It could even be done by me. Then you will win the world title. And the fans will boo you. Or you could do it the fair way and tell Connor up front. But you know that he would beat you.
I am trying to help you! I am here to finally unleash a beast that I know could win that world title. I am the coward for waking up a lion. No I am not. Because the lion has to eat sooner or later. If not me then who will unleash this side of you huh? I will at least go right up to your face and tell you that I am going to make your life a nightmare until I finally see the beast I have been waiting for.Anti: Misc, I don't get this, you know that? I may not be a role model but I don't try to be! Yeah I've made mistakes in the past, yeah I've done things I'm not proud of but you. You are an unrepentant Amoral piece of Horseshit! TH: Now Gentlemen please lets keep our composure!Anti: How about you sit down and shut up! I don't get you either Tim! You hate this guy and I mean you HATE him, I've heard you say at least once or twice that you feel this company would be better off without him but here you are right now preventing me from saying what EVERYONE is thinking but doesn't have the balls to say! So you know what just go back up to that Commentary desk and do your job! We don't need you involved! Misc: Tim, I suggest you listen to Antihero. It seems he is not liking the truth smack him square in the face.*Tim leaves the ring. Shaking his head while sitting back down at the commentary booth.* Now. Don't lie to me Antihero. You try to be this good guy the fans look up to. You try to be the top dog in this company. You want to be the voice that the fans look to. You are now just realizing how dead wrong you were. Now you are trying to undo the damage. I see the Antihero masks in the crowd. I know these fans do look up to you. You need help in letting them see how you are truly a monster. Who is sick of having a chain holding him back
So stop acting tough and do something about it! Stop saying I am a piece of shit and prove you have a pair! Unleash the inner monster and take me out. Right here right now! Come on. It will help Dream and Scott win the tag titles when they choose to cash in. It will give you a better chance to win BattleBowl. Hell I will even help!*Misc rolls out of the ring. He grabs a chair from under the ring.* Misc: Here. Take this chair and smack my head in! I can see the rage in your eyes. So stop acting like the role model you yourself say you are not and take my head off!Anti: You don't understand it Misc. You never have, that man is long dead and gone, he's not coming back, he never will, just stop living in the past.Misc: I should stop living in the past. Is that the past where I blindsided you, twice? Is that the past where you have never pinned me in the ring? Is that the past where your only win over me was caused by you going mental!?
I am only saying facts. You know it about as well as anyone. I am a relentless bastard. I wont stop till either I get my way. Or you beat me at this game. Right now I am winning. You look like the smallest amount of sanity is holding you from shooting me. So I ask, how is your sis doing? She seemed a bit scarred when I was talking to her on the phone on Niteraw last week. Maybe I should pay her a visit. The last thing I need is her to be scarred of little old me*Both Ants look up at the entrance ramp the camera pans to see this *The person steps in the ring and gives Antihero a hug Anti:Hey sis what are doing here?ApparatiAnt: I'm here to address this Punk!*She points at MiscreAnt App: Let me tell you something Misc. If you don't stop what you're doing I'm promising right here right now, if you don't leave my little brother alone some one is going to hurt you and hurt you badly be it me or Ghost! *MiscreAnt just laughs it off only to be slapped in the face by ApparatiAnt! *MiscreAnt fixes his jaw. Suddenly grabbing ApparatiAnt by the hair.* Misc: You think this is some JOKE! That is not even Ghost. That is Antihero! He is not your brother. He has not been since the day his brain was tinkered WITH! I am just undoing the damage YOU have done! I am his savior! I am here to finally allow him to fulfill his destiny as the monster he truly is! I am a martyr, and the sooner you learn that, the better!*Misc throws App down head first into the mat* *Antihero picks up the chair and nails MiscreAnt in the head! *MiscreAnt rolls to the floor *Anti Throws the chair at Misc's Head! *Anti dives to the floor onto Misc and starts raining down punches to MiscreAnt's head *He Picks MiscreAnt up and whips him head first into the ring post! *MiscreAnt is trying to drag himself to his feet using the ropes *His head is next to the steps *DROPKICK BY ANTIHERO INTO THE STEPS! *MiscreAnt is bleeding from his head *Anti grabs the chair and rolls Misc back in the ring *ANTICLIMAX ON THE CHAIR! *And a second one!!! *And a third!!! *Seth Drakin comes out of the back like a bullet gunning towards the ring! *Seth is taking the fight now to Antihero, the two are trading blows back and forth! *Seth takes Antihero down with a closeline. *Seth picks up Antihero, Setting up a powerbomb onto the chair in the ring! *Scott Martin and The Dream out from the back now! *They are able to take down Seth before the powerbomb *Anti rolls out of the ring holding his head as Scott and Dream take the fight to Seth. *Scott exits the ring and grabs a mic Scott: Dream and Seth stop fighting for one second! Hydra this has gone on far enough! I got a shot at the tag titles whenever I feel is right so I am doing it right now! Texas Tornado style! Dream you ready!*Seth is going mental as Dream nods his head in approval. TH: We got ourselves a Tag Team Title match right now!JK: This is blindsiding! Miscreant is completely out cold from the assault from AntiheroTH: He damn well deserved to be attacked! Maybe not as bad but he put his hands on Anti’s sister. And don’t get me started on everything else Misc has done to Antihero in the weird obsession.JK: Will you calm down Misc was only having fun! Now he may lose the tag titles because of this.*Scott slides into the ring and walks right into a giant low blow from Seth Drakin. Seth is now celebrating like he won the match?* TH: Uhh I think Seth has forgotten. This is under Chaos Reigns rules. No DQJK: Well he is going to learn fast, look!*Dream slides in with a chair and completely takes out Seth from the ring! Dream fallows right behind and continues to attack Seth with the chair! TH: He should know now is no dq.JK: Ya but that is not the way he should have learned. The referee should have informed him before the match, but we did not even get that.TH: Well it was a surprise cash in, what did you expect*Scott slowly gets up to his feet. He notices MiscreAnt in the middle of ring out cold. Scott pulls him closer to the turnbuckle and climbs to the top. Remember the Name to MiscreAnt! 1 2 3!!! TH: THE HYDA OF EVIL LOST THE TITLES![/.font]
MM: Your winners and NEW FAWA Tag Team Champions! Scott Martin and The Dream!
JK: This is a travesty! MiscreAnt was out cold! Seth did not know the rules! They were blindsided! And they- TH: Be quiet! This Hydra has been terrorizing FAWA since arriving. It took one of the most brutal attacks I have even seen and a cash in to beat them. Ya they were beat at there own game I will admit.
*Dream slides into the ring with the titles in his hands. He gives a big hug to Scott and hands him the title. The two stand up and begin to celebrate to the crowd. Seth pulls MiscreAnt from the ring and carries him to the back. Scott and Dream raise the titles in the center of the ring as the fans cheer.
TH: Congratulations to our new tag team champions. These two are an odd pairing but I know they are two very talented performers. JK: They are two very odd competitors. But I will say they have earned those titles. Even if the means were not to my liking.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Aug 3, 2013 17:11:52 GMT -5
NITERAWFAN FORUMS TITLE QUALIFYING MATCHTHE DREAM VERSUS MICHAEL HAYDEN *Michael Hayden’s music plays as The Dream stands in the corner.* TH: Welcome back to the show everyone. Michael Hayden entering the ring now to face off against The Dream in the first qualifying match for the recently vacated FAN Forums title.JK: Connor Mackenzie, the World Heavyweight Champion, sure stuck his neck out there for these two. He gave up the #2 title in the company to get their jobs back after they got pink slips fair and square from the Summerfest Money in the Bank or Botch matches. TH: But Disturbance is the chaotic sort, and Connor Mackenzie seemed to pick up a thing or two about him the last time Disturbance was around at Night of the Wrestling Zombies last year. DING! DING! DING! TH: And here we go!The two men circle for a few moments before approaching. Hayden signals for a collar and elbow tie-up which The Dream accepts, only to break out of it a few seconds later, striking a pose and saying Hollywood! with a smug grin. TH: Perhaps The Dream attempting a bit of psychological warfare here?JK: At this point it couldn't hurt. He's in there with a former world champ after all. Shaking things up could prove to be smart.Michael Hayden shakes his head and sends a punch Dream's way, catching him in the jaw followed by a kick to the mid-section. Hayden takes Dream by the wrist and Irish whips him into the corner , charging forward and going for RONALDO DOS. Dream ducks out of the way at the last moment sending Michael crashing into the turnbuckle before hanging him up in the tree of woe position. TH: The Dream perhaps doing a bit of scouting here as well. I can't recall of many who have avoided the Ronaldo Dos.JK: Hayden's got an explosive type of offense. If The Dream has scouted him out he's got to know it's as unpredictable as they come.Dream backs up and runs forward, hitting Hayden with Partial Devastation, bringing him down from the tree of woe he quickly hooks the leg into a pin. JK: That had to hurt!TH: It could be all over right here folks!ONE! TWO! Kickout! Dream scrambles to his feet and reaches down to grab Hayden who suddenly takes Dream's arm, pulling him in and attempting to lock in The End! Dream throws his feet into the ropes in an attempt to get out but there's no rope break to be found as Hayden cinches in the hold. Dream props his feet up on the second rope and then pushes off of it, flipping over Hayden into a bridge and a pin! TH: Hayden taking advantage of our new rules but The Dream with the counter!ONE! TWO! THR-.. Kickout from Hayden! TH: Two near falls now!Hayden is to his feet first and takes advantage with a brutal Falcon Kick sending The Dream rolling out of the ring and onto the floor. Hayden isn't far behind, however, and follows him outside, leaning down to grab the still prone Dream. But as he gets a hold of him, Dream swings a kendo stick out from under the ring, smacking Michael Hayden across the face with it, sending him reeling. TH: My word!JK Ha! And to think it's all legal!The Dream gets to his feet and charges, swinging the kendo stick wildly. Hayden dodges out of the way of the first strike, and the second, but the third catches him in the mid-section which is followed up by two more to the back. JK: *Audible hiss*TH: Bah gawd those shots are brutal!Dream grabs the disoriented Hayden and guides him into the ring, rolling in and bringing the kendo stick with him. Hayden gets up and ducks a kendo stick shot and delivers a spinning backfist to the jaw of The Dream, staggering him in preparation for a nice RONALDO kick and a pin. ONE! TWO! The Dream kicks out! TH: The Ronaldo kick connecting that time with authority.JK: There's that explosive offense, Gorilla. The Dream's going to have to keep up the pressure if he wants any hope of winning.Both men sit up at the same time and stare at each other for a moment before their gazes shift over to the kendo stick laying in the middle of the ring. JK: Uh oh...TH: Both men looking to gain the upperhand here!They take another quick look at each other before scrambling for the kendo stick. They get a hold of it at the same time and fight back and forth over it.Dream yanks it free of Hayden's grasp and swings high, Hayden ducks low and rolls away to the ropes while The Dream stands up. Dream charges as Hayden gets to his feet and swings downwards. Hayden quickly dodges out of the way sending the kendo stick crashing into the top rope, rebounding and catching The Dream in the skull, knocking him for a loop. Michael Hayden wastes no time, levelling The Dream with a vicious Death Blow and a cover. TH: Death from Above! It could be all over!ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! MM: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner: Michael Hayden!JK: See Hoss. Even with the kendo stick, The Dream underestimated Michael Hayden's abilities to get past it and now he's moving on in the FAN-Forums tournament.pTH: Quite right King. But no doubt that kendo stick certainly gave Hayden some damage. No doubt our CEO is enjoying the sight given this new chaos reigns FAW-
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Aug 3, 2013 17:12:06 GMT -5
*The image fades out and the titan-tron returns to normal*JK: Who is this guy?TH: Your guess is as good as mine King but one thing is for certain. He's certainly causing quite a stir. Folks, we'll be right back.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Aug 3, 2013 17:12:25 GMT -5
NITERAWBATTLE BOWL QUALIFIER TAG MATCHSCOTT MARTIN AND ASHLEY CONDA VERSUS GUS RICHLEN AND HARDCORE HENSLEY Michael Muffer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following bout is scheduled for one fall, and it is a BattleBowl Qualifier! Introducing first, out of Richmond, California, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds...Hardcore Hensley!*Hensley comes out on the entrance ramp stretching his arms. He pumps his fist to his fans then strolls down the ramp, slapping the occasional outstretched hand. He rolls into the ring, touches knuckles with the referee then heads straight into his corner.* Tim Hoss: This would be a statement win for Hensley if he could pull it off.Jesse King: He doesn't have it him, I'm telling you! No history whatsoever in tag team wrestling, plus this is his second match in over four years!*The camera cuts backstage, where Gus Richlen, still unhappy after the rant/unloading from earlier, is walking through the corridors, surrounded by police, security, and the Unofficial FAWA Women's Champion Mary Harper. They eventually make it through one of the lower crowd tunnels, where Richlen gets to the barricade and goes over before tossing his Predator Nation shirt to the fans he just went through.* MM: And his partner, from Peshtigo, Wisconsin, weighing in at 189 pounds, the "Predator Knight" Gus Richlen!TH: We heard it from Richlen himself earlier: he and Hensley MUST win this match. Quite frankly, after his comments, I agree that this may be his only chance to get into BattleBowl.JK: And after what he did to Justin Hole, and we still have not gotten an explanation for that, the entire roster may be in trouble if he DOESN'T get in!MM: And their opponents, introducing first, hailing from Beverly, Massachusetts, weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds...Scott Martin!*Martin comes out on the stage, glaring through his goggles into the ring at his enemies in the ring. He flips his hood back, and taunts the crowd all the way to the ring. He jumps the ropes, climbs the closest turnbuckle, and screams "WHAT'S MY NAME".* JK: This is a must win for all involved...TH: Scott Martin's a hell of an athlete, there's no debating such...MM: And his partner, from the Florida Everglades, weighing in at one hundred and thirty pounds...Ashley Conda!*Conda appears out of the darkness, and proceeds to the ring rather sinisterly.* TH: This woman is crazy, but crazy could be just what gets her and her partner into BattleBowl.JK: Quit messing around, you love the green makeup more than I do. Don't you!DING DING DING!!! *Martin and Hensley lockup to go. Martin gets around, vying for a German. However, Hensley counters and attempts to strap him in a full Nelson hold. Martin quickly elbows himself loose then bounds off for the ropes. Upon his return, Hensley eats a shoulderblock. Martin smirks at his opponent on his back then bounds for the ropes again. Hensley kicks up to his feet like a rock, but Martin ducks his sloppy, flailing clothesline attempt. He strikes Hensley sharply in the midsection then goes for a jumping DDT. With yet another reversal though, Hensley spins him into a jackknife pin. Martin kicks out before the ref can even count one, and both men fall back.* TH: Good back and forth sequence here early.JK: Hensley's biting off more than he can chew if thinks he can compete technically with Martin.*Hensley offers a test of strength. Martin appears to accept, but throws his knee into Hensley instead. He follows up with a stiff European uppercut that knocks Hensley backwards. He yanks Hensley back to the center of the ring, and executes a picture perfect snap suplex.* TH: Martin gaining the upper hand now.JK: He's the technician Hensley dreams of being!*Egging the crowd along, Martin makes his way up the second rope. He taunts the fans some more before landing an elbow drop directly onto Hensley's throat.* TH: Tough elbow drop, Martin has total control right now.JK: Ha, I told you this was how it would go.*Martin considers covering Hensley, but elects to drag him back up to his own feet. He opens up on his groggy opponent with some punches. His white gloves snapping Hensley's head back everytime. He taunts the crowd by raising his arms, a huge grin on his face then tries for a roundhouse kick. Hensley bows underneath his leg though, and starts rattling off his normal stiff kick tirade.* TH: Here comes Hensley!JK: Those kicks look like they sting a little bit.*Martin shakes off a couple of extra kicks, and goes to club Hensley. Hensley avoids that though, and sticks him with a neckbreaker. He takes a breath before making the tag to Richlen.* TH: Oh no, things have gone sour for Martin all of a sudden.JK: He's got this!*Richlen picks Martin up quickly, and hits his own snap suplex. He makes a cover.* 1... 2-no chance! *Richlen claps his hands, but doesn't waste any time. Remaining on the offensive, he gets Martin back up again. One German, two, trio!* TH: Richlen's suplex arsenal proving very effective.JK: Martin just needs one move, and this can be right back in his favor.*Richlen hooks the leg.* 1... 2... Kickout! TH: Nearfall there...JK: Martin's not that easy.*Richlen shakes his head then pulls Martin back up again. He hoists him up, going for a Samoan drop, but Martin wiggles free. He dodges a hasty chop, and hits the ropes. On his comeback he nearly spears Richlen out of his boots.* TH: What a spear!JK: Momentum shift!*Martin rolls to his corner, and makes the hot tag to Conda. She preys on Richlen as he makes his way back to his feet. She urges him to come at her, but he waves her off. He turns to Hensley, and makes the tag.* TH: Richlen showing Conda no thought.JK: He's scared, isn't he Tim!TH: Be quiet, King.*Slowly, Hensley motions to Conda to get Martin back in the contest. She mouths off to him before slapping the taste out of his mouth.* TH: Oh my.JK: Ha ha, she b**** slapped him!*Hensley wipes his mouth then turns back to Conda with a disappointed look. She goes to slap him again, but he catches her arm. He jerks her up onto his shoulders, but an eye poke forces him to let her down. Conda races to the top rope, and catches Hensley with a stunning hurricanrana.* TH: Conda's got spunk.JK: I'm in love!*As soon as Hensley's back to his feet, he's eating a sharp dropkick. Conda tries to stay on the attack, picking Hensley up by his short hair. He breaks free though, and yanks her off of her feet. He applies a Boston crab to crowd approval.* TH: Hensley's got her locked in tight!JK: No, no!*Conda ignores the ref, screaming while Hensley laughs. Martin enters the ring, and breaks his partner free. His clothesline to the back of the head sends Hensley outside the ring. Richlen runs in, and connects with his Richlenziguiri.* TH: Richlenziguiri to Martin!JK: Martin just saved his team's BattleBowl hopes and dreams.*Hensley's made his way back onto the ring apron. He springs over the ropes, and leg drops an already fallen Martin. Martin and Richlen return to their respective corners. Hensley taunts Conda as he waltzes over to her. She low blows him when he gets close enough though, and Hensley drops to a knee. Conda kicks Hensley in the head then rushes to tag in Martin. Hensley dives to tag in his partner too.* TH: Leg drops, low blows...JK: Hensley just got kicked in the head! This is fabulous!*Richlen and Martin go toe to toe. With almost half a foot on Richlen, Martin puts his arms up victoriously. Richlen scoffs at him before striking him with a vicious right hand. Martin comes back with one of his own. The two trade rights as the crowd revs up.* TH: Richlen and Martin are going at one another now!JK: Ah, closed fists! Closed fists!*Martin gains the advantage, and after a couple more rights, tries another roundhouse kick. Richlen beats him to it though, delivering a jumping roundhouse that almost knocks his head off his shoulders. Martin stutters around the ring before dropping to his knees for a breath. Sighting opportunity, Richlen races in and nails him with his Schwinn Smash. His cries echo through the arena.* TH: Schwinn Smash, Schwinn Smash to Martin!JK: That's Pele out there, Gorilla!*Richlen judges making the cover, but chooses going aerial. He speeds up the turnbuckles in a flash, kickflips at the top, and hits home with his signature moonsault.* TH: Montanasault! That's got to be it!JK: Oh no, I think you might be right...*Richlen hooks the leg.* 1... 2... 3-NO! TH: Richlen can't believe it!JK: I can't believe it!*Richlen runs his hands through his hair, shocked he isn't being announced as one of the new participants of BattleBowl.* TH: Richlen wants in, King, and he's gonna do whatever it takes!JK: Martin ain't laying down, buddy.*Richlen grabs Martin, and hoists him up, trying for a powerslam. Martin escapes then chop blocks Richlen. With Richlen on a knee now, Martin catches him with a drive-by kick.* TH: Ooh, more kicks...JK: None of these men are going to have their heads after this one...literally!*Martin signals for the Name Maker. Richlen shoves him off though, sending him into a corner. Richlen attempts his Dark Lasso maneuver, but Martin evades. Richlen hobbles after his combatant, remaining on his feet even after the miss. Martin kicks him in the gut though, and ends up planting him with a tiger bomb.* TH: Tiger bomb, this could be all!JK: I told you he had it all along!1... 2... Not a chance! TH: Richlen kicks out!JK: Slightly remarkable...*Displaying obvious frustration, Hensley takes this time to jaw with Martin from the apron. Martin walks over, and the two talk smack back and forth. When it looks like Martin's about to walk off though, he spins around and clobbers Hensley, knocking him to the floor.* TH: Martin with a cheapshot!JK: Hensley's not the legal man, he should've checked himself!*Seeming quite proud of himself, Martin stomps away at Richlen. He drops an elbow on him then another one. He continues his array of elbows until Richlen is clutching at his throat.* TH: Elbow after elbow...JK: The tide has turned yet again...*Martin pulls Richlen up to his feet then scores big with an Osaka cutter.* TH: That could be the end of this right there...JK: Its gotta be, hook of the leg!1... 2... Hensley with the break up! JK: Ah, Hensley's cheating again!TH: Oh I think he's just returning the favor.*Hensley mounts Martin, throwing right after right until Martin flips the scale, and gets in some shots of his own. Hensley monkey flips Martin to get him off. Martin plops right down infront of his own corner. Conda begging him to tag her in.* TH: Martin might have to make this tag, I don't think Hensley's thru with him.JK: He's always cheating, that damn Hensley!*Martin gets up and makes the tag just as Hensley clotheslines him to the outside. Hensley goes with him, and they both tumble to the floor. Richlen, unaware of the recent events, makes it to his feet to find Conda urging him to wrestle with her. He looks around for Martin before blowing her off again. He turns back to his corner, expecting to tag in his partner again. Hensley's not there, of course, and Conda surprises Richlen with a schoolgirl.* 1... 2... 3! MM: Your winners...Scott Martin and Ashley Conda!*Richlen sits, stunned, in the middle of the ring as Martin and Conda back up the ramp. Hensley tries to console the former FAWA World Champion but Richlen is utterly oblivious.* TH: Gus Richlen is in absolute shock. He needed this win, but now whatever chance he had of fulfilling his promise to his family, his friends, and the fans has gone up in smoke.JK: I agree, but then again, when have you known Richlen to just give up? Something tells me he's still going to find a way in, and who knows? Maybe he'll try to get Hensley in as well!TH: The Battle Bowl gains another two contestants all the same. It's shaping up to be another one for the books on paper. Until then, this is Gorilla Tim Hoss and Jesse King signing off and we'll see you all in seven!*The screen goes black, then to static, then black again, but now the darkness begins to fill with smoke.* HIS ARRIVAL IS NEAR THE TIME IS RUNNING OUT DROPPING LIKE THE GRAINS IN AN HOURGLASS
IMKWOBTF EBWCWBJR NITERAW CREDITS Antihero Asher Boiler Room Brawler ChaserMcGrady Connor Mackenzie Gus Richlen Jazzman Miscreant Mister S Waffel113
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Post by Some Baritone guy IS REDEEMED! on Aug 3, 2013 18:52:48 GMT -5
So yeah anyone in the Battle Bowl or Connor Mackenzie, if you are interested I'm planning a segment for Niteraw to hype up Battle Bowl and Gookermania if you want in PM me.
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Post by The Man They Call Asher on Aug 3, 2013 21:28:22 GMT -5
Aw c'mon, I write Dream vs Hayden and I don't even show up in the credits? Wassupwitdat?
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Post by Waffel113 on Aug 3, 2013 21:52:19 GMT -5
Well that was enjoyable. My first gold here in FAWA, and if I have anything to say about it, not the last.
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Post by chasermcgrady on Aug 4, 2013 10:37:44 GMT -5
sorry I was camping over the weekend...main event will be handled tonight
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Post by Some Baritone guy IS REDEEMED! on Aug 4, 2013 14:58:07 GMT -5
Ok I've been going all around FAWA history And I just realized that somebody ended up vacating the MitBoB brief case back a long time ago. This leads to two questions.
1. Why? 2. How did Jono end up winning it?
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Aug 4, 2013 18:15:55 GMT -5
Ok I've been going all around FAWA history And I just realized that somebody ended up vacating the MitBoB brief case back a long time ago. This leads to two questions. 1. Why? 2. How did Jono end up winning it? 1. Headbanger Man left so we had to give the briefcase to someone else. We did this earlier with Seth buying off the briefcase from TromboneMan, who had won it and left as well. 2. Mr. Nakatomi tried to buy off the briefcase for Evil M, but Seth (who was CEO at the time) said no to that and made him face Jonathan Michaels and the winner would get the briefcase.
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Post by TMK on Aug 4, 2013 21:59:47 GMT -5
I've been out of commission the last few days so missed my chance to send in anything for Niteraw however the show seems mostly great regardless. Looking forward to reading the main event when it's finished.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Aug 4, 2013 23:06:08 GMT -5
That really bummed me when Headbanger Man departed after winning the MitBoB match. He finally got a shot for the top but the damage was already done and he had little confidence in it actually paying off.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2013 21:07:11 GMT -5
So yeah anyone in the Battle Bowl or Connor Mackenzie, if you are interested I'm planning a segment for Niteraw to hype up Battle Bowl and Gookermania if you want in PM me. Misc is in on this Anti.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Aug 5, 2013 22:16:33 GMT -5
Just added the TV Title and Battle Bowl Qualifying matches. Enjoy.
I don't know if Connor is following up on the "Likes Rewards" idea, but I'm slapping mine up anyway.
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