Post by WCF Results Account on Jun 18, 2018 23:30:07 GMT -5
6/18/18 Live From The Grand Canyon University in Phoenix, Arizona
"Drunk And Crazy" by Mogwai hits as Slam is live! The camera pans around the crowd before it finally settles on the announce table.
Zach Davis: Welcome to Slam! I'm Zach Davis and with me is Fre-
A man in a navy blue suit walks down to the announcers table.
Alex Greenberg: My name is Alex Greenberg and I'm the lawyer representing D&M as well as WICKED. We have filed a lawsuit against the WCF for unsafe work conditions stinting from the actions of one James Wolf last week at SLAM, by placing his hands on a official WCF ref and the company not fining or suspending Mr. Wolf.
Zach Davis: Ok and what are we suppose to do about it?
Alex Greenberg: I need Corey Black or another WCF higher up to step out here as they have ignored all the phone calls, letters and emails my office has sent out over the past week.
Corey Black comes from the back and is handed the documents.
Alex Greenberg: You have been served sir.
The lawyer walks away with Corey Black right behind him trying to get him to stop.
Zach Davis: Well that's one way to open Slam!
Freddy Whoa: I suspect that lawyer is going to need a lawyer of his own if Corey Black catches up with him.
Post by WCF Results Account on Jun 18, 2018 23:41:19 GMT -5
Judge Tennison & Ultimate Destroyer vs Wolf & John McCarty
Slam comes back from commercial with a shot of James Wolf and John McCarty already in the ring talking strategy.
Zach Davis: It's time for our opening match and it's a tag team affair!
Air raid and police sirens begin blaring throughout the arena.
Zach Davis: And here comes the Ultimate Destroyer!
Freddy Whoa: Uh, wait where is he?
The sirens continue to play for a few more moments until they finally fade out. Wolf and McCarty conversing with the referee when the jumbotron comes on. Backstage Ultimate Destroyer and Judge Tennison are laid out in the catering area, covered in wasted food.
Zach Davis: What the hell happened back there!?
Back in the ring Wolf and McCarty are demanding that they be declared the winners. The referee reluctantly agrees and calls for the bell.
Freddy Whoa: And James Wolf and John McCarty have won this...match?
Zach Davis: SOMEBODY FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED TO THE DESTROYER!
Post by WCF Results Account on Jun 18, 2018 23:47:36 GMT -5
Jason O'Neal vs Teo Del Sol
Zach Davis: We’re just getting started tonight here on Slam!
Freddy Woah: This next match pits a long time WCF fixture against a man who considers himself the future of the WCF!
Kyle Steel: This match is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
The Crowd explodes as a pounding drum beat tears throughout the arena, signalling the arrival of the one and only Teo del Sol! The lights drop, enveloping the arena in darkness as they turn towards the entrance ramp. "Land of Confusion" by Genesis echoing throughout the arena.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, from Houston, Texas weighing at 188 lbs..TEO DEL SOL!
The audience roars as he holds his arms out and bathing momentarily in the applause before heading towards the ramp with a sprint.
He makes a lap around the side of the ring high fiving the fans along the way. The mask wears a happy grin as he rolls between the ropes, staring out into the arena before shrugging and walking to the turnbuckle.
He holds his arms over his head and yells out a cry, which the fans all join in on, eliciting a cheer from the audience as the music reaches its crescendo. Just as the lyrics hit their zenith, he stands atop the turnbuckle and removes the mask to reveal the wrestler beneath. He turns and steps back into the ring, waiting for the bell.
Zach Davis: Teo Del Sol getting a heroes welcome per usual!
Kyle Steel: And his opponent…
#1 by Nelly hits and Jason O'Neal walks arrogantly walks to the ring.
Kyle Steel: From New Orleans Louisiana, weighing in at 220 lbs..The Real Deal..Jason O’ Neal!
Zach Davis: A mixed reaction meets Jason O’Neal as he steps into the ring to face Teo Del Sol! Here we go!
O’Neal and Del Sol circle the ring around each other, each looking for an opening..O’Neal reaches out, Del Sol side steps and then Del Sol attempts a swipe and O’Neal dodges..After some gamesmanship, the two finally lock up..Del Sol slips behind O’neal with a wristlock..O’Neal reverses into his own wristlock..Del Sol deftly maneuvers behind O’Neal and rolls him up for a two count!
Del Sol nearly steals one from O’Neal who swings wildly, which Del Sol ducks, taking O’Neal out with a leg sweep..O’Neal gets up angrily as Del Sol shadowboxes across the ring, mocking O’Neal to the crowds delight
Zach Davis: Del Sol showing his prowess here, looking to frustrate O’Neal early!
Del Sol runs at O’neal but is caught with a boot to the gut that slows him down..O’Neal than proceeds to beat down hard on Del Sols back, taking frustrations out on Del Sol with stomps and kicks into a corner..Del Sol slumps as O’Neal hits a running knee in the corner..O’Neal lifts Del Sol in the corner and pummels him with chops..
Zach Davis: Teo looks winded and Jason appears to be taking his frustrations out on Teo..Now a whip by O’Neal..Del Sol on the move..Del Sol leaps..Caught by O’Neal..Tilt a Whirl..No...Tornado DDT! Both men are down!
O’Neal gets up first, but is met by strikes to the abdomen by Del Sol..Del Sol springs up and runs to the ropes, spinning on the springboard to hit O’Neal cleanly with a spinning heel kick..From there, Teo Attempts another springboard move, this time a Moonsault, which O’Neal deflates with lifted knees, sending Del Sol into a heap in the corner..O’Neal rolls over to Del Sol and locks him into an armbar..
Freddy Woah: Del Sol in a heap of trouble right here! The ropes are just out of his reach!
The crowd cheers as Del Sol wriggles and struggles, letting out screams as O’Neal wrenches the arm..finally, Del Sol scrapes his way to the bottom rope with his foot, causing Zip Windinger to count the mandatory 5..Jason lets go at 4-½, backing away briefly before stomping a mudhole into Del Sol
Zach Davis: This aggressiveness from O’Neal is not uncommon, but his ferocity seems to be on high tonight..
O’Neal mounts Del Sol, but Del Sol turns this into a rollup for a quick two count! From nowhere, Del Sol kips to his feet and hits a dropkick on a running O’Neal..Both men kip up..Another dropkick by Del Sol..Another kip up..Another dropkick which sends O’Neal to the outside to cheers..Del Sol takes to the top, but takes too long! O’Neal recovers quickly, running towards Del Sol on the Apron and hits him with a stiff shot to the stomach, which doubles Del Sol over..
Zach Davis: Whats Jason doing? Leaping from the apron..No..No...LAGINAPPE! NO! Del Sol Dodges..SPRINGBOARD..HABANERO HIGH DIVE! COVER!
Freddy Whoa: TEO PULLS OFF THE WIN!
Zach Davis: And with that Teo is now the owner of the Slickie Stone and the Cairo Stone!
Freddy Whoa: Well in name, yes! But let's not forget that technically Kyle Kemp has those stones after O'Neal gave them to him.
Zach Davis: But while Kemp has possession, O'Neal was the rightful holder. And with this win Teo has gained ownership. Now he just needs to get his stones back from Kemp.
Post by WCF Results Account on Jun 18, 2018 23:54:13 GMT -5
Odin Balfore vs William The Behemoth
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
“With Oden On Our Side” Hit’s the PA system. The arena grows dark as the fans get to their feet to catch a glimpse of the stage. The fans stand and cheer an once the vocals starts, the arena lights flash back on and there stands Odin Balfore, centre stage the WCF World Title draped over his shoulder.
Freddy Whoa: Well look at that, Odin’s sporting the World Title!
Zach Davis: The same one he stole from Dune two weeks ago after leaving him unconscious on the concrete!
Odin stares down at the ring with a sinister grin as the fans sing along with the chorus.
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
The fans pop insanely right after as Odin begins to walk down the ramp at a slow an methodical pace. Once he gets to the foot of the ring, he steps up on it and looks around the arena again before stepping over the ropes..
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist...
Odin cuts off the fans as he raises the WCF World Title in triumph. Odin turns back to the ring as the fans finish their part.
Crowd: The battle is.. already won!
Odin finds his corner and waits for the match to get underway.
The lights in the arena dimmer as a spotlight is pointed towards the entrance ramp. The Republic of Irelands National anthem plays and William walks over to the spotlight. After listening to what he believes is the UK's national anthem he walks down to the ring.
Zach Davis: It’s a battle of the man-mountains here tonight as The All Father Odin Balfore gets set to take on William the Behemoth!
Freddy Whoa: I’m not so sure a WCF ring will be able to hold these two. Look a them, they take up half the ring standing still!
Zach Davis: Well one thing’s for sure, Freddy, Odin Balfore is out for blood. He’s got a World Title match next week at Blast, and a something tells me he’s going to do everything in his power to show the world he’s the rightful owner of that Title he’s been carrying around.
Freddy Whoa: All the more reason for The Behemoth to flatten him.
DING - DING - DING
William barrels toward Odin, who greets him with a back elbow then smashes him with a few clubbing blows. William is shakes them off and backhands Odin. Odin backpedals a bit and William charges again. Odin sees it coming and lays William out with a devastating clothesline. He lifts William up and hits a European Uppercut before whipping him into the ropes and dropping him with a Big Boot on the rebound.
Zach Davis: Odin showing off that brute force early on.
Freddy Whoa: William better be careful. Balfore can end a match at any moment once he gets his hands on you!
Odin lifts William up but is nailed in the gut by William’s shoulder. William nails him with a haymaker before whipping him into the corner and following it up with a splash.
Freddy Whoa: OOOF! Odin couldn’t avoid him that time!
Odin stumbles out of the corner, and William takes him down with an armdrag. He goes for a Splash but Odin rolls out of the way and shoots to his feet. He stomps on William’s face then drops a knee onto it.
Zach Davis: ODIN WITH THE COVER!
Zach Davis: NO! THE BEHEMOTH GOT THE SHOULDER UP AT TWO!
Odin finds his feet and helps William to his. He goes to whip him into the ropes but William reverses it and slams into him with all his weight on the rebound.
Zach Davis: Oh MY! Odin is down!
Freddy Whoa: Looked like he got hit by a cannonball!
William goes for the Splash and connects.
Zach Davis: AND THE COVER!
Zach Davis: ODIN KICKS OUT AT TWO!
William and Odin find their feet and begin brawling. William whips Odin into the ropes and goes for a clothesline, but Odin ducks it and spears William out of his boots.
Zach Davis: WHAT A SPEAR BY ODIN BALFORE! HE ABSOLUTELY DRILLED HIM!
Odin shoots to his feet and drops an elbow before lifting William up. He goes for a Vertical Suplex but William blocks it and nails Odin in the gut. Odin keels over and William hits him in the back with a double-axe handle then hits a Vertical Suplex of his own before laying on top of him.
Freddy Whoa: THIS COULD DO IT!
Zach Davis: NO! ODIN GETS THE SHOULDER UP AGAIN!
William climbs to his feet as Odin tries to get back up, and he nails Odin in the back of the head with a forearm shot. He locks Odin in the Pumphandle position, wrenching at the arm for a bit before hitting a Pumphandle Slam.
Zach Davis: Oh MY what power by the Behemoth!
He goes to lift Odin up by the hair but Odin lunges forward and drills him with a clothesline. William stumbles backward and Odin hits him with another, then another, and another, but William stays on his feet. Odin then lays into William with a devastating combination of rights and lefts, then sends him to the mat with a massive headbutt.
Freddy Whoa: OOF! THEY HEARD THE CRACK OF THOSE SKULLS ALL THE WAY UP IN THE NOSEBLEEDS!
Odin lifts William up and whips him into the ropes. Odin hits a running knee that knocks William back into the ropes, then hits an Atomic Drop. William stays on his feet until Odin locks him up from behind and plants him with a German Suplex.
Zach Davis: THE BEHEMOTH KICKED OUT!
Odin slams the mat in frustration then slowly gets to his feet. He goes to lift William up but his hands are slapped away and before William lowblows him. William finds his feet and whips Odin into the ropes then nails him with a back elbow. Odin stumbles backward but stays on his feet, and William charges and hits another forearm. Again Odin stays on his feet, though he’s dazed, and William bumbles over to the corner.
Zach Davis: DON’T EVEN TELL ME!
William climbs to the top turnbuckle, and the crowd goes nuts as he leaps and goes for a Missile Dropkick.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Zach Davis: HE MISSED! BAH GAWD THE RING NEARLY COLLAPSED UNDER THE WEIGHT OF HIM!
Odin lifts William up and blasts him with a series of clubbing blows. William is dazed, and Odin goes for another Vertical Suplex attempt. He gets him up this time, and he holds him there for until William’s face is bright red. Finally he slams William into the mat and finds his feet.
Freddy Whoa: Odin’s going for the kill, Zach. Look at the fire in his eyes!
Odin nails William with a couple stomps to the gut before stepping over him. William holds his stomach in pain as Odin finally lifts him up and hits a devastating punch to the gut, raising William off the ground. He follows it up with a left punch to the gut, raising William off the ground and continues alternating right and left punches until William is over Odins head. Odin then press slams William to the mat.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Zach Davis: FIST OF THE FIRST MEN! MY GOD, THE POWER OF ODIN!
William is nearly unconscious as Odin lifts him up. He slaps his hand around his massive throat, lifts him high into the air, and brings him down onto his knee.
Zach Davis: RAGNAROK! RAGNAROK! AND ODIN WITH THE COVER!
DING - DING - DING
“With Oden On Our Side” hits over the PA as Odin finds his feet.
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner...ODIN BALFORE!
The ref raises Odin’s hand before he snatches up the World Title and exits the ring.
Zach Davis: Unbelievable performance by the All Father. You’d think we’d be used to it by now!
Freddy Whoa: I’ll tell you this, Zach, if I were Dune, I’d be on the next flight to Fiji.
Zach Davis: Luckily for our sake you’re not him, Freddy! And what a match that promises to be one week from tonight!
We cut to a monitor in the back showing Odin walking up the ramp with the belt. In zooming out, we see Dune watching.
Freddy Whoa: There he is!
Dune turns and walks past the camera, his half-masked face revealing his rage at seeing Odin with his World Title.
Freddy Whoa: You think he's on his way out here to confont Odin?!
Zach Davis: Anything's possible, Freddy! Stay tuned folks, we’ll be right back!
Post by WCF Results Account on Jun 18, 2018 23:56:30 GMT -5
Daughters Of Darkness Segment
As the crowd prepares for the Bonnie Blue vs Stephen Singh match the lights in the arena go down as the tron lights up. We see Kylie Moore and Lilianna Rose on the tron in what looks like a trashed hotel room. They laugh as they look at the camera.
Zach Davis: What are the Daughters of Darkness doing?
Freddy Whoa: I don't know Zach but I am sure if you shut your mouth they will tell us.
The ladies continue trashing the place before they speak.
Kylie Moore: Bonnie... Oh Bonnie... what do you think of the renovations we have made to this room? I think it suits your trashy attitude. You and David think we are going to just lie here and take that beating after last week?
Lilianna smirks as she speaks.
Lilianna Rose: No way in hell. You and David better shine those titles up because whatever is left of you when Stephen Singh gets done with you will belong to the Daughters of Darkness. We are coming after the titles and there is nothing and no one who can stop us. Civil Disobedience is not ready for us and never will be.
The DoD grab some spray paint and paint the word "Slut" on the walls.
DoD: We will see you both very soon. Keep our titles shined up, bitches!
Post by WCF Results Account on Jun 19, 2018 0:03:38 GMT -5
Bonnie Blue vs Stephen Singh
In spite of the billing, it's not Bonnie Blue or Steven Singh who're seen coming down the ramp but instead the iron masked figure of David Sanchez. The Colombian veteran calmly walks down the ramp, circles the ring and hen without warning drags Zach Davis from his seat on commentary and tosses him to the floor. He then simply sits in his seat and picks up the discarded headset, takes off his mask and tag title and places them down on the table.
Michael X is next out, sticking to the unwelcome appearances trend. He storms down the ramp at a hurried pace and swiftly evicts Freddy Woah from his chair. The Hardcore Champion places his belt down on top of Sanchez's title and gives the metal mask a quick glance before relaxing back and placing he headset on.
Supervillain Theme thunders out of he speakers as a smug and confident Stephen Singh slowly heads down the ramp, smiles at Michael then wipes off his boots before entering the ring.
Same old mistakes by Rhianna blares from the P.A as Bonnie Blue casually makes her way down the ramp. Her half of the tag titles sparkles around her waist as she blatantly ignores the fans who try to touch her.
As Bonnie steps into the ring, she blows a kiss at Sanchez before setting a hateful gaze upon her opponent.
David Sanchez: 300 dollars says she pulls a soul-destroying victory out the bag. You game chief?
Michael X: I'll take that action, make it 500 on Singh and a clean win.
Bonnie and Singh circle one another for what feels like an eternity, scanning their opponent for potential weaknesses. After a while, they finally engage in a collar-elbow grapple which Singh immediately turns into a hammerlock. Straining her arm, Bonnie manages to drop to the canvas and execute a drop-toe hold causing Singh's face to bounce off the mat. Unimpressed, Singh races back to a vertical base and is able to swiftly kick the Young Goddess square in the gut, bending her over enough to deliver a swinging neckbreaker.
Michael X: See. Might as well just gimme your wallet now Dave.
David Sanchez: Yee of little faith Mikey… I thought you joined a church?
Smirking, Singh drags Blue to her feet and drives her straight back down with an STO, laughing as her skull connects with the canvas. Wasting no motion he goes for the pin straight away but immediately regrets this decision as she knees him in the side and rolls first to the ropes, then under them to the floor. Singh follows suit, sliding under he ropes before being greeted with a running dropkick. Bonnie returns the smirk Steve displayed earlier before stomping on her opponent’s abdomen and delivering a standing corkscrew moonsault that gets a decent applause from the front row.
David Sanchez: Bonnie Blue with a devestating corkscrew moonsault!
Michael X: Oh, so that's how it's gonna be.
Bonnie plays to the crowd as Singh uses the apron to pull himself up and into the ring out of harm’s way. Bonnie quickly rolls back in too, but is immediately clobbered by a running knee as Singh catches her on the transition. The crowd greets the knee with a loud 'ooooh' that echoes through the building. Singh smiles and swiftly tries for the cover, but again Blue has already began to stir. Singh readjusts his strategy and instead kicks Bonnie in the ribcage and rolls her into a leg grapevine. She tries to fight it, but in the end spends thirty or so seconds having her left leg bent in unnatural ways before she reaches the ropes.
David Sanchez: Wait for it…
Michael X: Singh with the DEVESTATING knee to the temple that he calls Smite! Followed by a CRIPPLING leg bar of some kind.
Singh smirks again before releasing the hold and takes his time getting up in a very deliberate way. Bonnie shakes off her leg and pulls herself up with the ropes, meeting Singh's smirk with daggers. The exchange of eye contact is brief, as Bonnie springs forward and takes a leg. Singh is one step ahead though and quickly shakes her off, elbowing her in the back of the neck and planting her with a ddt. Singh doesn't waste a second and goes back to the left leg, looking for another leg-lock but only finds a flurry of mule kicks on the way down and a rapid school-boy for his troubles.
Singh rolls out of the pin, face palming his opponent for leverage and quickly executing a back suplex that folds Bonnie up like an accordion.
David Sanchez: That seemed a bit unnecessary.
Michael X: Yeah because she hasn't done anything to deserve it. Typical…
Opting for further offence instead of a pinfall Singh drags Bonnie back up with relative ease and repeats the back suplex, adding a little bit more oomph than he had before. Bonnie shouts out as she gets bent up again and this time scurries far enough away so that Singh can't reach her. Favoring her neck, Bonnie uses the ropes again but this time Singh's already on her with a Greco Roman tie-up and a rapid switch to the hammerlock. Bonnie yells out in pain and suddenly scores a snapmare that she immediately follows with a vicious kick to the spine and then a low dropkick.
David Sanchez: Great back and forth here from one of the brightest stars in this industry and a guy called Steve.
Michael X: That one wasn't even subtle. Are we really doing this?
Mikey's answer would have to wait as Bonnie lands a leg drop before lifting Singh up to a standing position and imitates Singh’s back suplex from earlier with a smug look on her face. The crowd pops as Singh is folded up and then turns on Blue as quickly as they'd cheered, booing her as she flicks her blonde hair and talks to the referee in a nonchalant manner. This gives Steve plenty of time to get to his feet though and before Bonnie can get another word out, she's dragged down to the mat with a double-leg and then repeatedly elbowed in the face from a mounted position.
David Sanchez: I guess that's my cue…
Michael X: Don't even think about it.
Sanchez stands up from Zach Davis's chair but immediately sits back down as Mikey warns him, but at the very same time, in the ring Bonnie flips Singh and takes a full-mount herself, returning the barrage of elbows with a few added closed fists that the referee is quick to remind her are not legal. Laughing off the disciplinary off, she stands up as the official insists but stomps down purposefully on the former two-time World Champion's right hand, causing him to cry out in pain.
Michael X: You guys ever give a clean break?
David Sanchez: No, but neither has Singh. He's dirtier in the ring than I ever was. Shit, even I've got a little moral decency from time to time. Singh would sooner shank his opponents than lose gracefully.
Clenching his hand, Singh soon capitalizes again on Bonnie's blatant disregard for him by nailing a lightning quick kitchen sink style knee and then keeping up the trend by driving the same knee into her again with a knee-drop. The crowd gasps as he stands and spits in her general direction before going for a second knee-drop. Blue sees this one coming however and catches the Golden God mid-sequence, lifting him a little before crunching that same knee with a shinbreaker.
David Sanchez: 'attagirl, he can't do much in there if he can't walk.
Michael X: She doesn't have a snowball's chance in hell of winning a submission contest with Stephen. She wouldn't last three minutes.
Singh rolls across the ring and stretches out his leg, positioning himself behind the referee to buy a little time. By the time he's clear of the official, Bonnie has sprung off the ropes and slingshotted through the air. She catches Steve with her legs wrapping around his neck and begins the revolutions to complete a satellite headscissors but during the spinning, strength surpasses speed and Singh is able to switch the momentum by planting his feet, turning around and delivering a bucklebomb that causes the ropes to shake. Bonnie clutches at her back, but before too long she's caught with Cognitive Dissonance as the force propels her forward and Steve slips behind to hit the backstabber.
Michael X: This didn't take as long as I thought it was going to. At least it's over now.
David Sanchez: No chance, she's tougher than a falling knee to the back…give her SOME credit.
The makeshift commentary team is soon silenced as true to his nature, Singh keeps ahold of his opponent and begins to set her up for the Thief in the Night. Stunned, Bonnie is spun around and latched, however as he looks to grab her head she falls to her knees and then suddenly springs back up with a powerful uppercut that catches Singh off-guard. Stepping back a bit, Steve wipes his mouth and pulls at his jaw. Smiling at Bonnie now, he steps towards her again and simply chops her in the throat.
Michael X: That oughta keep her from running her mouth anymore than she already has.
David Sanchez: And you were asking me about clean breaks? The fuck dude. The fuck.
Gasping a bit, Bonnie is then drilled into the canvas with a spinning fisherman’s suplex that Singh then holds onto, causing a pinning predicament.
Blue gets the shoulder up and slips away for a minute, scowling at Steve who mockingly allows her ample time to lick her wounds before picking her up and finally hitting the Thief in the Night.
David Sanchez: Shit… shit… shit…
Michael X: It was never going to be a fair fight… this is a Golden God we're watching here.
Singh smiles out at Sanchez and Michael, hooks the outside leg and waits for the official verdict..
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner, Stepheeeeeeeen Siiiiiiiingh!!!
Michael X gets up from his seat and joins Singh in the ring as Sanchez pulls Bonnie out to ringside. X and Singh now staring down the tag team champions, motioning to their waists that they're taking the belts. Slam goes to commercial as Sanchez helps Bonnie up the ramp.
Post by WCF Results Account on Jun 19, 2018 0:11:03 GMT -5
Darius Enlil & Tyler Debonair vs Kyle Kemp & Sammy Shields
"Somebody Gotta Die" hits on the PA. Sammy walks out wearing a huge grin. He struts down to the ring, slides under the ropes, and waits for his opponent.
Zach Davis: There he is. There is Psycho Sam Shields. I wonder how Psycho he will be tonight?
Freddy Whoa: Well, we all ready know he has you beat in that department Zach. You could look up psycho in the dictionary, and still not know the defintion!
Zach Davis: Hey, hey! I'm not that stupid Freddy!
Freddy Whoa: Well shit, you could have fooled me Zach!
Zach Davis: His manager Jessica Sinclair is outside of the ring. The audience clapped for her when she followed him down to the ring during his entrance.
Freddy Whoa: They know better to cat call her Zach. Because Sammy would fucking kill them all and it would be legal!
"Better than you" by Sam Adams begins to play and Kyle Kemp walks out slowly to the top of the stage. He stands with his arms out, and soaks in boos from the crowd. He slowly saunted his way down to the ring , taunting the fans. He walks up the steps and gets in the ring with a smile and just leans on one of the turnbuckles, indifferent to anything anybody is saying to him, and waiting for the match to start. The fans hate how he's not responding to them, and continue to boo louder.
Zach Davis: I don't know about that Freddy! But what I do know is here is Kyle Kemp. Any other week these two would be at each others throats. But, it appears these two have combined forced to take on Antebellum.
Freddy Whoa: Don't you ever question me Zach or else I'll make you pay for it!
Zach Davis: Damn Freddy, what's crawled up in your ass, and died? You can't make me pay for anything!
Freddy Whoa: Zach, you're not doing a very good job of easing my fears of doing this job. I can tell you for certain both of these have not joined forces for anything. They'll likely be at each others throats but if they're not its just for their disdain of Antebellum.
Zach Davis: Settle down Freddy! I wouldn't want you to give yourself a seizure or a heart attack!
The lights go out in the entire arena as the sound of a fierce wind blows throughout the PA system, and a light red mist forms on top of the stage by the entrance curtain. "Red Right Hand" by Nick Cave and the Badseeds begins to kick in as the wind dies down and Darius Enlil slowly walks through the curtain and stands at the top of the ramp with a huge crimson colored robe draped over him. He de-robes, and stalks down the aisle fixed, and focused on the ring. He jumps up on the apron, then jumps over the top rope. He walks to the center of the ring and raises his right hand that is covered in a red leather glove, fist clenched before the lights come back up, and his music slowly fades.
Freddy Whoa: Working with you ever night is like having a heart attack Zach, but I digress! We have our Senior Referee Stanley Moser here tonight and he'll try to keep this two teams under control. But easier said than done. Kemp, and Shields focus on Enlil is so fierce you'd think that looks could kill.
Zach Davis: They probably could with these two. I don't know if they'll make a good team but that's irrelevant. They are going to try to get this victory by any means necessary.
Freddy Whoa: Well they're going to need just that after this next man comes out. Love him or hate him Debonair does indeed get the job done.
Zach Davis: That would be a matter of a opinion but now we are ready for Tyler to make his entrance so this match can get under way!
The lights go out as "Mad World" by Gary Jules begins to echo throughout the arena....
Tyler Debonair walks out from behind the curtain and just stands there, soaking up the boos, and caws from the crowd as the piano melody of the song continues to resonate. He slowly makes his way down the aisle, his face paint glowing in the dark. Once he reaches the apron, he slides under the bottom rope and stays on his stomach all the way to the ropes, before pulling himself half way up and then staying there, head poking through the middle ropes, tongue out, and awaiting the match to start.
Freddy Whoa: Zach, what do you think of Debonair's tranformation?
Zach Davis: I honestly don't have an opinion, and honestly my opinion wouldn't matter anyway. What does matter is what Shields, and Kemp think. I don't think it matters to them one way or the other.
Freddy Whoa: I think both Shields, and Kemp would think the transformation is stupid. That's just my first guess. These two men look like they aren't very impressed by Enlil and Debonair.
Zach Davis: Well, I guess Debonair and Enlil are impressed by themselves, and at least that's something.
Freddy Whoa: It appears that Shields, and Enlil are going to start out this match. Are you ready for things to be broken down after we start.
Zach Davis: I can't say that I'm ready but this match is going to be stiff, and these two may open each other up the hard way. That's how much they despise each other!
Shields, and Enlil circle around each other. Shields throws a punch, and Enlil backs off. Enlil with kicks to the leg, and Shields grabs Enlil's leg lifting Enlil up, and over with a catch, and release suplex. Enlil hits, and then pops back up looking at Shields with a sly smile on his face. Shields runs back hitting the ropes trying for clothesline attempt but Enlil jumps on the middle rope, flying back catching Shields with a spinning back elbow. Shields goes down, and then gets up. Enlil tries to follow up but Shields reverses into a back slide pin. Debonair quickly runs in with a falling elbow drop breaking up the attempt. Kemp then runs in clotheslining Debonair over the top rope. Debonair crashes to the floor. Shields picks up Enlil, and raises him up as Kemp climbs to the top turnbuckle coming off with a flying knee. Enlil goes crashing down. Rolling to the rope. Debonair pulls Enlil out as the two talk strategy. Stanley Moser begins his count. Enlil nods his head rolling back into the ring breaking the count. Shield immediately whips Enlil to the ropes and places his boot against the neck of Enlil. Enlil looks like he is in a lot of pain but he reverses into a tornado ddt to Shields. Enlil then tags in Debonair. Shields gives a smirk toward Enlil, and then reaches up to tag Kemp.
Freddy Whoa: Well, its broken down. Nice double team by Kemp, and Shields. Makes you wonder what strategy Antebellum was talking. But this match is going to be competitive as competitve gets.
Zach Davis: I think Antebellum didn't think Kemp, and Shields wouldn't be able to work together. They got the surprise of their life.
Freddy Whoa: Well they better get their act together. Now Debonair, and Kemp will face off. Looks like this will be traditional. Each man will stick to fighting the other.
Freddy Whoa: Zach, remember that this is the WCF, and nothing here is traditional.
Zach Davis: Freddy, thanks for the reminder but I know it won't last coming from you!
Kemp steps through the ropes mouthing better than you to Debonair! Debonair enraged hits the ropes trying for a flying clothesline but Kemp reverses into an arm drag. Debonair up, and smirks at Kemp. Kemp mouths "Still better than you!" Debonair then grabs Kemp around the waist lifting him up and dropping him chest first. Kemp hits hard wincing in pain. Debonair picks up Kemp grabbing his arm slamming it against the mat. Kemp cringes. Debonair picks up Kemp, and Kemp whips Debonair to the turnbuckle Debonair hits hard falling down. Enlil comes in picks up Kemp dropping him with a spin buster. Shields in "Sammy Fuckin Killed Him" and Enlil goes down rolling out of the ring. Shields picks up Debonair "Sammy Fucking Killed Him" and Debonair goes down. Shields steps out of the rope. As Kemp gets up. Kemp with a knee bar to Debonair who screams in pain but is eventually able to reverse into a heel hook. Kemp inches over to the ropes, and grabs them. Debonair will not let go as Moser counts 1....2.....3.....4..... Debonair is forced to let go. Kemp rolls over and tags Shields. Shields smiles stepping through the rope. Debonair smiles at Shields. Shields gives the finger to Debonair. Shields, and Debonair then lock up. Debonair with a northern lights suplex to Shields. Shields back up. Shields sends a kick to the gut of Debonair. Shields with a double power bomb into a pin on to Debonair. Moser drops down and counts
Enlil comes off the top with shooting star press breaking up the pin. Shields rolls over. Enlil picks up Shields into a spiked pile driver position, and Debonair comes off spiking it as Shields rolls out of the ring to the floor. Kemp drags Shields back up onto the apron, and tags himself back in.
Zach Davis: Oh shit! Looks like Antebellum is trying to make this personal. I don't know how smart it is to piss off Psycho Sammy Shields. Jessica Sinclair is checking on Shields, and he appears to be ok which is a good news for the rest of the WCF, and bad news for Enlil, and Debonair.
Freddy Whoa: But, we know that Kemp will make both of them pay for that. I don't know if he and Shields have any camradie but a match like this may bring it out between the both of them.
Zach Davis: I think I agree with you more that they're forced to work together. So when you're back is against the wall you do what you have too!
Freddy Whoa: That's good solid advice Zach. Too bad you never follow it.
Zach Davis: I'm trying my best though. Can't you cut me some slack?
Kemp, and Debonair lock up again. Debonair sends Kemp over to the corner. Debonair sits up Kemp on the top. Debonair with a twisting neck breaker off the top and Kemp looks like he is hurt. He is grabbing on to the rope. Debonair then places a darce choke onto Kemp. Enlil is on the top rope and he comes over with a flying leg drop the connects to Kemp. Stanley Moser throws his arm back as Enlil relunctantly goes back to his corner. Debonair stands up Kemp in a suplex position but Kemp throws an elbow to the side of Debonair's head. Debonair is staggered, and he tags in Enlil. Kemp waves Enlil over. We see Shields finally set back up on the apron. He is telling Jessica Sinclair he is okay, and not to worry. Enlil shoulder rolls over to Kemp side kicking him in the stomach. Debonair distracts Moser as Enlil sends a low blow to Kemp sending him down. Shields tries to come in but Moser is holding him back. Debonair comes back in with a jumping elbow to Kemp hitting his lower back. Kemp cringes in pain, and he rolls over toward the rope. Debonair pulls Kemp's leg dragging him to the middle of the ring. Enlil goes up to the top turnbuckle he raises his arms, and a flipping peileigh kick connects to Kemp who is climbing toward his corner. Enlil tags Debonair. Debonair then easily places Kemp into a Boston Crab! This time Shields runs in sending a kick directly to the face of Debonair. Moser grabs Shilelds back him up and out of the ring. Debonair tags in Enlil, as Debonair quickly rolls out. Enlil hops over the ropes ready to deal more damage to Kemp. Moser turns around but allows the illegal pin to happen. Shields is beside himself chomping at the bit to get in. Enlil picks up Kemp sending him to the ropes. Enlil grabs Kemp sending his face down into his knee. Kemp goes down. Enlil makes the pin hooking the leg as Moser drops down counting.
Kemp kicks out!!!!!!
Freddy Whoa: No, Zach I can't cut you any slack because it's my job not to cut you any slack. This shows also Moser is not perfect. But Sammy Shields is pissed. That illegal pin should not have been allowed to happen!
Zach Davis: No but that is smart work from Enlil, and Debonair. They're trying to wear out, and get the advantage over these two. Even if the results don't go their way.
Freddy Whoa: Did you see that kick out by Kemp. He needs to make a tag right now. Enlil, and Debonair cannot keep getting an advantage like this.
Zach Davis: This match is everthing we expected and more. But I don't know how much longer this match will go if Kemp doesn't get a tag.
Freddy Whoa: Well duh, it will be over which is exactly what Antebellum wants!
Kemp crawls to his corner finally tagging in Shields. Shields now fresh and recovered steps through the ropes. He looks at Enlil, and points over to Debonair. Enlil obliges tagging in Debonair. Shields, and Debonair smirk at each other. Shields whips Debonair to the ropes, and hits a big spine buster on Debonair. Debonair slowly makes it to his knees, and then grabs Shields around his legs. Shields is trying to move but can't. Debonair lifts up Shields dropping him with the Wasteland. Shields hits the mat hard. Shields up. Shields hits the ropes and clotheslines Debonair down. All of a sudden Enlil from his corner hits "Death From Above" onto Shields. Shields goes down and Enlil returns to the apron. Debonair lifts up Shields. Debonair hits "Transfiguration" and Shields looks like he is in trouble. Kemp is up on the apron and Debonair looks like he in disbelief. Shields rolls over to the ropes, and tags in Kemp. Debonair tags in Enlil. Kemp hits the ropes hitting "Back to the Minors" on Enlil immediately catching him off guard. He goes to the outside. Kemp then follows up with a suicide dive catching Enlil again.
Debonair and Shields come into the ring while Kemp and Enlil are down outside of the ring. Debonair chop blocks Shields hard sending him down. Debonair then attaches "Satori" to Shields who has no where to go, and nobody to tag. As Debonair hyper extends the hold Shields has no option left but to tap out.
Zach Davis: And Antebellum wins this match!
Freddy Whoa: And with that submission victory, Tyler Debonair has won the Black Stone from Sammy Shields!
Post by WCF Results Account on Jun 19, 2018 0:16:28 GMT -5
WCF Television Title Match Jackson Caine vs Kid Dynamo
Zach Davis: Welcome back to Slam! Its been an amazing evening..So much at stake, so much going on, but this match in particular has become especially heated..
Freddy Woah: Jackson Caine has been a firebrand since he first arrived on the scene, but this week, he has seemingly pissed off half of WCF!
Zach Davis: Kid Dynamo comes in facing a hated man..Will this sway the outcome? Lets find out!
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen this match is scheduled for one fall
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Kyle Steel: And is for the WCF Television Championship!
Lights go out..The crowd buzzes as strobe lights illuminate the entrance to the ring..Pulsing bass guitar, then Lemmys signature Growl thrust "Orgasmatron" by Motorhead through the speakers
Introducing first the challenger..
.Jackson Caine enters the ramp, looks around with a bemused grin, and walks to the ring.
From somewhere in your memory..Weighing in at 205 lbs...Jackson Caine!!!
When he reaches the apron he jumps onto it in cue with the song and leans back on the top rope, soaking in the crowds reaction. He steps into the ring, arms on each end of the turnbuckle with a sick sadistic grin removing his shirt as he awaits the bell.
Zach Davis: Jackson Caine is looking rather different..
Freddy Woah: Yeah, he looks like an actual wrestler rather than a waiter at Shrimpys..
Kyle Steel: And His opponent..The Champion!
The smooth, rhythmic electric guitar melody that begins “Delirium Trigger” creeps into the audioscape of the arena. For three iterations of the melody, little else happens; on the fourth, the melody builds to a sudden stop. At this stop, the lights in the arena go out and all that can be heard is a screech, and all that can be seen are the words “GOD MODE” suddenly presented on the big screen.
A single pyro burst timed with the downbeat brings the lights back up and a more aggressive guitar riff as the song continues; most importantly, Kid Dynamo is standing on the entryway. He stays there, looking out to the crowd with the smile on his face that you would expect to be the result of the receipt of cheers, when in fact the crowd is offering the opposite reaction.
Kyle Steel: Hailing from parts unknown..Weighing in at 215 lbs..Kid Dynamo!
The first verse begins, and on cue, Dynamo begins walking towards the ring while the cameras cut to anti-Dynamo signs that fans are holding up in the crowd. They cut back to Dynamo as he approaches ringside and enters the ring.
Zach Davis: Well, it appears the fans are mixed as to whom they hate more!
Crowd: *FUCK YOU DYNAMO!*
FUCK YOU DYNAMO!
Freddy Woah: And a chorus of Boos as White Shoes Windinger holds up the belt and here we go!
Zach Davis: The bell rings we’re underway! And Dynamo has cornered Caine and is clobbering him with rights and lefts in the corner! Irish whip from Dymano..Caine hits hard against the far buckle! Here comes Dynamo..Huge spinning kick! And as Caine falls forward, Dynamo takes a bit of a breather up on the ropes doing a bit of a pose..
Freddy Woah: He’d better watch the showboating..
Zach Davis: Caine is up as Dynamo stops pandering and a big chop across the chest of Caine! And another! Dynamo is laughing..Whips the stunned Caine into the ropes..Ducks...DAGGER! NO! Blocked by Dynamo who charges Caine and Caine pulls down the top rope and out goes Dynamo!
Freddy Woah: Caine now the one laughing pointing to his head...Caine off the far ropes..Gaining speed..
Zach Davis: Caine through the ropes hits a suicide dive! Both men slow to get up as Windinger starts his count!
Zach Davis: Caine the first up..Dynamo with a stiff shot to the ribs from his knees..Now Dynamo to his feet..Has Caine..Hard whip..Into the steel steps! Caine flew over those steps and clutches his knee!
Freddy Woah: Caine may be hurt Zach!
Zach Davis: Dynamo takes the hobbled Caine and rolls him into the ring..Dynamo in now standing over Caine..Drops down and locks in a rear chinlock! Caine trying to wrest free..Dynamo looking to make Caine suffer here!
Freddy Woah: Look at the smile on Dynamos face..
Zach Davis: Caine starting to recover..Standing now so Dynamo transitions to a headlock...Caine backing Dynamo to the ropes..throws him off the opposite side..Caine drops as Dynamo rebounds..Dynamo stops as Caine leapfrogs and lands awkwardly..Dynamo with a huge kick to the injured knee of Caine! Caine is down to his knees..Dynamo hooks Caine..DDT! COVER! And a two count!
Freddy Woah: So far Dynamo has been controlling the action for the most part!
Zach Davis: And he continues to now with a Dragon Sleeper locked in! Caine looks dead on his feet..And Dynamo drops him with a reverse DDT! COVER! And another 2 count!
Freddy Woah: Caine does not look good here at all..He’s in huge trouble..
Zach Davis: Dynamo rams Caine into the far corner..Whats he doing? Looks like..He’s going to Spank Caine!
Freddy Woah: Well, the promo he cut showed he likes it..
Zach Davis: Dynamo winds up..But Caine with a back elbow! Caine fighting back out of the corner! A right! A left! A kick to the gut..Hooks Dynamo..Double Underhook Driver! Hooks the leg..Two count!
Freddy Woah: Somehow Caine is running off the ropes..Dynamo sits up..But a stiff dropkick sends him down!
Zach Davis: Caine off the far ropes..Springboard Legdrop..Nobody Home! Dynamo slow to get up but he does same time as Caine..TRIGGER PULL! TRIGGER PULL FROM NOWHERE! Can Dynamo capitalize?
Freddy Woah: He’s losing time here Zach...Needs to make the cover..
Zach Davis: He does! 1-2-NO!
Zach Davis: And Dynamo is signaling for the end!
Zach Davis: Dynamo goes to the top..This could be...HANGOVER! He’s got it! Cover! 1-2-3! Its over and Dynamo retains!
Dynamo is handed his Television Title and he clutches it to his chest before rolling out of the ring. Slam goes to commercial as he heads to the back.
Post by WCF Results Account on Jun 19, 2018 0:19:26 GMT -5
James Wolf Segment
The WCFtron's video screen lights up as Nightmare by Avenged Sevenfold plays and the crowd immediately erupts in boos. In unison the audience starts yelling leave. Then the music haults abruptly. As we James Wolf upon the screen revealing he is at an undisclosed location. The crowd is still booing heavily even a partial part of the crowd is chanting "Better than You" Wolf waits for the crowd to quite down and then he begins.
James Wolf: Kyle Kemp, I bet you think you're smart don't you. Sneaking around with my baby girl, while the two of you do whatever you want at the expense of others. Well it doesn't sit well with me, and so I'm going to do this smart. You, or her cannot set me up to be attacked, nor can neither of you attack me. Because I would never lay a hand on my daughter. NEVER! But you on the other hand I'm going to make an exception. A big fucking exception! All I want is a yes or no answer. WCF can sort out the details later as I lay to waste all of their precious talent roster. If that's what you want to call it.
James Wolf: Now Kyle here is what I demand from you. I want to face you in Death match where the every day rules of wrestling are thrown out. I have a stipulation required that will prove you are not better than me or anybody else for that matter! But to show you I'm not a low down dirty bastard. Just this once I'll also allow you to add stipulation so neither of us have an advantage. Time is ticking Kyle. The proverbial ball as they put it is in your court. Choose wisely. I know I will. Oh also give a message to me from my daughter tell her she might want to be dancing at the Burlesque club when this match does in fact go down because I don't want her to see all the damage I put her little boyfriend through. Chop! Chop! Don't keep me waiting "Mister I'm just Ordinary!"
James Wolf disappears from view as the WCFtron shuts down. Slam goes to commercial.
Post by WCF Results Account on Jun 19, 2018 0:22:11 GMT -5
WCF World Title Match Adam Young vs Dune
Zach Davis: Freddy, would you happen to know what time it is?
Freddy Whoa: Uh, yeah, it's 10-
Zach Davis: IT'S MAIN EVENT TIME SUCKA!
Freddy Whoa: GOD DAMN IT MY EARS!
Zach Davis: For heavens sake Freddy, there's no need to yell. But I am excited! It's rare to see the WCF World Title defended here on Slam and tonight we get that privilege!
Freddy Whoa: And as my hearing slowly comes back to me, I'll have to say that I agree. Our most prestigious title tends to bring out the best in all those involved so I'm expecting a barn burner here tonight.
The lights fade down and the jumbo-tron starts flashing "1 Sick Bastard" in red. "Turn me loose" by Loverboy starts playing as red LED lights fly around the arena threw smoke.
Fans: You sick bastard!
Adam starts walking towards the ring dressed like his alter-ego Psycho Dragon just smiling an evil smile letting the fans bask in his greatness. He stops at one hot blonde with hug fake tits and kisses her right on the cheek and then flips the bird right in her face as Zya throws dead flowers at her. Her man gets upset but Adam just laughs as she is crying as he walks away and Rev. Peabody throws a business card at his chest.
Fans: You sick bastard!
Adam kneels next to a little boy and hands him a "1 Sick Bastard" t-shirt he had in his other hand and pats him on the head as he begins to circle the ring and then Zya rips it from him. Rev.Peabody hands him a opened mustard packet and laughs. He stares into the ring laughing.
Fans: You sick bastard!
Adam slides climbs up onto the apron where he turns towards the crowd and holds up the Devil's horns. He wipes his feet and then jumps over the top rope and climbs up on the second turnbuckle. Adam pulls the mask off and then the dragon robe.
Fans: You sick bastard!
Adam hops down to the mat and begins pacing as he stares down the stage.
The lights fade as David Lynch's "The Pink Room" hits in the darkness. Golden spotlights scan the audience, and smoke pours out in front of the deep red lights that glow just beyond the curtain. An explosion sets off two pillars of fire on the stage, and Dune emerges in their wake. He stands atop the ramp and takes in the scene, acknowledging the WCF Faithful before he turns toward the ring. His cold eyes remain fixed on it as he strides down the ramp.
Zach Davis: And as you can see the World Champion is making his way to the ring tonight without his World Title.
Freddy Whoa: That's right! Odin Balfore has the World Title, but only because he stole it from Dune after a sneak attack on the World Champion.
Zach Davis: Dune has been seething over that but right now he's got to be focused on Adam Young. If he's too busy worrying about Odin and his title belt he may end up losing the belt completely!
The ring glows amidst the darkness as he slides in and shoots to his feet as Young remains in his corner, staring down the champion. Dune staring down his challenger as the referee steps to the center of the ring along with Kyle Steel.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL and it is for the WCF WORLD TITLE!
The crowd pops. WCF Title Matches on Slam are like a unicorn.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, the challenger. From Abilene, Texas, weighing in at 240 pounds....ADAM YOUNG!
The crowd mostly boos. A few "YOU SICK FUCK" chants are mixed in.
Kyle Steel: And to my right, he is the WCF World Champion. From The Mojave Desert, weighing in at 276 pounds....DUNE!
Pop for the WCF World Champion. Crowd is beyond ready at this point. Adam Young is jumping up and down in place, looking ready for this shot. Dune standing still, staring daggers through Young.
DING! DING! DING!
The bell sounds and Young takes off across the ring, looking to take the fight to Dune immediately. Young with some frantic lefts and rights to the face and body, trying to take Dune off guard. But Dune blocks one of the shots and responds with a right hand to the jaw. Young shook by the punch and Dune takes advantage, grabbing him and throwing him to the ropes. Young bounces off and Dune lifts him and plants him with a thunderous spinebuster.
Zach Davis: WHOA! I do believe I saw the ring shake.
Freddy Whoa: Steal my catchphrases again and see what I make shake, homie.
Young trying to get up but Dune wraps him up in a guillotine choke. Young trying to get free as the referee checks on him. Young waves him off before Dune tightens up his grip. Young trying to reach for the ropes until Dune suddenly lifts him up and plants him with a DDT. Dune with the pin attempt.
Zach Davis: And Young with the kickout!
Dune back up to his feet, dragging Young up with him. Dune again throws him to the ropes and goes for another spinebuster. But Young goes for the counter! Young with an arm around the head of Dune, trying to plant him with a DDT. But Dune counters that! Dune throwing Young forward, dropping him face first onto the mat. Young writhing on the mat as Dune is calling for the end.
Freddy Whoa: Could this be it?!
Young trying to push himself up but Dune pulls him in.
Zach Davis: SANDSTORM!
Freddy Whoa: Pin attempt!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! DUNE RETAINS!
Zach Davis: And in convincing fashion!
Dune kicks Young out of the ring and calls for a mic. He catches the one that’s thrown to him and holds it up to his mouth.
Dune: Odin, get your ass out here!
“With Oden On Our Side” hits over the PA before the All Father himself parts the curtain and walks out onto the stage, the WCF World Title draped over his shoulder.
Odin holds a mic up and speaks.
Odin: Well, well. You ready for round three, Dune? You ready for the Bad Motherfucker to put you down for good, or are you gonna play it smart and let me do it next week at Blast?
Dune: Right now, all I want is my Title back. The smart play would be for you to drop it and go. But if I’ve got to take an ass-kicking and impart an even worse one to get it, that’s fine. Because I assure you round three’s not gonna go the way of the first two.
Odin: Yeah? Well your assurance does nothing for me.
Odin begins walking casually toward the ring.
Odin: You’d think after I dropped you on your neck from 15 feet in the air you would’ve learned something. You’d think after I smashed your face in and made you bleed like a stuck pig with the World Title - MY World Title - you would’ve started to catch on. But no. Here you are, spouting off about being able to hold your own against me. It’s too bad, because you’re only going to suffer more for it.
He stops and holds the Title in the air.
Odin: You want it, Dune? Come get it.
Dune drops the mic and slides out of the ring, charging full speed ahead at Odin. Odin drops his mic and the Title just before Dune reaches him, and they collide with incredible force. Odin knocks Dune back a bit, but Dune begins hammering him with body shots. He slams his fist into Odin’s chest, knocking the All Father back before lunging toward him.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Odin catches Dune in mid air and slams him to the ground, then stomps at his face. Dune manages to avoid the boot and shoots to his feet, and the two begin trading monster blows to the head and body, absorbing each one before dishing the next out.
Zach Davis: THE CROWD IS ON THEIR FEET AS THESE TWO BRUTES GO AT IT! THERE’S NO LOVE LOST BETWEEN THEM! ONLY DISDAIN! ONLY SCORN! ONLY HATRED, AND OH MY IS IT SHOWING THROUGH!
Odin gets the upperhand and cracks Dune in the face with a lifting knee, knocking him against the guardrail. Blood pours down Dune’s face as Odin goes to club him in the gut, but he rolls out of the way, and Odin cracks his fist against the steel. Dune capitalizes and drills Odin in the temple with a string of devastating shots to the temple before hitting an uppercut square in the gut. Odin keels over, and Dune locks him in and plants him on the steel ramp with an Hourglass.
He lifts Odin up and locks him in a standing headscissor hold.
Freddy Whoa: UH OH!
Dune lifts and Sandstorms Odin, the back of his head colliding with the World Title.
Zach Davis: SANDSTORM ON THE BELT!
Dune snatches up the Title, which is still covered in his blood from a week before. He limps back up the ramp, blood pouring down his face and mask. He stops just before the curtain, and as the blood pools at his feet, he turns and raises the Title for all to see.
Freddy Whoa: THE TITLE IS BACK IN THE HANDS OF ITS OWNER, BUT HOW LONG WILL IT STAY THERE?!
Zach Davis: WE’LL FIND OUT WHEN DUNE AND ODIN BATTLE IN THE RING FOR THE FIRST TIME AT BLAST! ITS ONLY ONE WEEK AWAY, AND THESE TWO GIANTS OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING ARE SET TO DESTROY EACH OTHER IN THE MAIN EVENT! THAT’S ALL THE TIME WE HAVE FOLKS, GOODNIGHT!
Slam fades out with Dune still holding up the blood covered World Title.
Denise D'evil: Hey guys! Long time no see. Who's running the place right now?
Feb 10, 2019 9:13:12 GMT -5
Jayson Price: Tis I indeed. I mostly handle the shows, cards and other fed related stuff. Black acts as the main moderator/admin of the boards to ease my work load. And in a pinch, Singh is an Admin as well.
Feb 10, 2019 23:25:09 GMT -5
Jayson Price: No clue what he actually does though...
Feb 10, 2019 23:25:18 GMT -5
robertsimmons: Sorry for the last minute RP. I suck, guys.
Feb 10, 2019 23:55:48 GMT -5
Jayson Price: Hey you don't suck! You posted!
Feb 10, 2019 23:59:20 GMT -5
Speede: Yeah, I mean, guess who didn't?
Feb 11, 2019 0:00:38 GMT -5
Speede: Kidding, I actually wrote something this week.
Feb 11, 2019 0:00:47 GMT -5
WCF Results Account: Starting work on a card now, shouldn't be toooo long.
Feb 11, 2019 22:10:08 GMT -5
robertsimmons: Will have to apologize to those in my match this week. Due to my shifts being moved around this week, I haven't had the chance to really work on an RP this week. I'm sorry.
Feb 17, 2019 23:04:47 GMT -5
Matt Draven: Sorry everybody, I didn't get started until late and I ended up taking too much time on a different rp. Should you feel the need to reprimend me then feel free. At this point I would just be done with me. Sorry.
Feb 17, 2019 23:55:35 GMT -5
Teo Blaze: Teo for one has nothing but good things to say about you, for the record.
Feb 18, 2019 0:00:32 GMT -5
Morbid Wolf: Speede/Rabid vs Slayer/Far Cry done, and sent
Feb 18, 2019 9:54:01 GMT -5
John Rabid: Thank you mister wolf
Feb 18, 2019 11:43:50 GMT -5