Post by WCF Results Account on Oct 9, 2018 19:16:13 GMT -5
10/8/18 Live From The Frontier Fieldhouse in Chicago Ridge, Illionis
Slam goes live on the air as "Drunk And Crazy" by Mogwai blasts throughout the arena. The camera does a quick sweep of the crowd before settling on the announce table.
Zach Davis: Welcome to Slam! I am of course Zach Davis, joined as always by Freddy Whoa.
Freddy Whoa: Who last week was temporarily joined by Jayson Price!
Zach Davis: I asked you to not speak of that atrocity! Anyway, we are here just one week after the mega event that was the WAR Pay Per View!
Freddy Whoa: We saw Odin Balfore successfully defend his World Title against Bonnie Blue in a brutal one on one match to kick off the show to continue his dominant reign.
Zach Davis: And then, in the WAR Match, we witnessed the birth of a new star. Noble Savage tying a WAR record with 7 eliminations en route to winning WAR, joining the short list of winners as the very first woman to earn that honor.
Freddy Whoa: And in doing so she earned a shot at the World Title at One, the biggest event of the year. But who will she face?
Zach Davis: That's bound to get sorted out soon but right now it's time to get to the show!
Post by WCF Results Account on Oct 9, 2018 19:21:48 GMT -5
Kylie Moore vs El Gran Grande Devorador De Planetas Gigantesco Behemotho
Kyle Steel: This next match is scheduled for one fall..
Crowd: ONE FALL!
"Making a Difference" by CFO$ blasts over the PA.
Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring, Weighing in this morning at 573 lbs..He hails from Spain..El Gran Grande Devorador De Planetas Gigantesco Behemoth!!!
(El Gran Grande very slowly rushes onto the stage and obnoxiously raises his hands up while screaming. He, again very slowly, skips down the ramp while shouting words he thinks are Spanish at the crowd who boo him in response. Finally he very slowly rolls into the ring and lifts his hands up and screams in Spanish. The crowd boo even louder as El Gran Grande gets ready in the corner.)
Kyle Steel: And His Opponent..
Lights in the arena go out as a rainbow spotlight can be seen on the ramp. "Darkside" by Ty Dollar Sign plays
Kyle Steel: Making her way to the ring..A member of the Dark Carnival..KYLIE MOORE!
(The crowd chants “Moore the Whore” much to Kylie’s delight as she steps out from behind the curtain. She walks briskly to the ring and slides in, looking her opponent up and down and licking her lips..Zip Wingdinger calls for the bell)
Zach Davis: Fans we are underway and Kylie already starting with the mindgames..
Freddy Woah: Unless he needs to pick his teeth, I don’t think he has any use for Kylie..
(Kylie walks seductively up to the large Luchador...She stops right in front of him. He hollars at her in what sounds like Pig Latin. She takes a finger and puts it on his greasy lips..It stops him from yelling, but after a beat he bites her finger! Kylie recoils)
Zach Davis: Kylie almost became a snack for the worlds Biggest Luchador!
(Kylie, in a rage, charges the large Behemoth and pelts him with hard side kicks to his thigh..They barely phase the Big Man, but he is not moving. Kylie is screaming, and after 10 kicks she stops..The Big Man screams and Kylies eyes go wide..The Luchador charges, Kylie slides underneath him and hits a Pele Kick square in his back. He turns around and smiles..Kylie cowers in the corner..)
Zach Davis: Not a good place as El Gran gets ready to charge!
Freddy Woah: TORO!
(Kylie moves just in the nick of time and El Gran crashes into the turnbuckle. Gran is bent over and stuck between the turnbuckles. Kylie climbs onto his back, straddles him and proceeds to buck on him like a bull.)
Zach Davis: Wow..Looks like Kylie is both inflicting damage and enjoying herself..
Freddy Woah: Maybe she found a chicken bone back there..
Crowd: MOORE THE WHORE!
(Just as Kylie lets out a loud exclamation of excitement..This seems to awaken El Gran..He stands up which causes Kylie to hold onto his head piggyback style..She goes from screams of joy to screams of fright as the groggy Luchador turns around and falls backwards, squashing Kylie into the corner)
Zach Davis: My God! Kylie Moore has just been flattened in the corner!
Freddy Woah: Good thing she was pretty flat to begin with…
(El Gran drags a lifeless Moore away from the corner and motions to the corner..)
Zach Davis: Looks like El Gran is going to take to the skies!
Freddy Woah: He might get stuck!
(Slowly, Deliberately, and with a lot of effort, El Gran finally reaches the top..Meanwhile, Moore had gotten back to her feet, pointed and laughed, led some more “Moore the Whore”chants, and then laughs again as she lays back down on her back pretending to be out. )
Zach Davis: And after much time, El Gran has finally made it to the top! And ladies and gentlemen, the top and second ropes are touching each other..Thats a first..
Freddy Woah: LOOK OUT BELOW!
(El Gran leaps and Kylie moves easily out of the way. El Gran hits the mat causing the whole ring to buckle)
Zach Davis: A testament to our ring crew is that the ring is still standing after that...Corkscrew...Backflop...Whatever the hell that was!
(Kylie wastes no time, scaling the corner and nailing a 450 Splash from the top)
Zach Davis: KYLIE GO ROUND!
(Kylie rolls onto her back covering El Gran and making a face indicating she is grossed out)
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! And Kylie Moore picks up the win tonight!
Post by WCF Results Account on Oct 9, 2018 19:26:55 GMT -5
Buff Mustache Segment
“Turbo Lover” By Judas Priest silences as you see Mama Mustache, Buff Mustache, Papa Stache, Biffbot, and a charismatic Black Man wearing a sharp suit standing in the middle of the ring. The man is holding a briefcase with the Mustache Family Crest on it, the international male and female symbol- a set of boobs, and a splooging penis with a sword going through it on a shield with the word Mustache written beneath. It looks like it was made hastily on MS Paint which is still apparently a thing.
Mama Stache: Shut the fawk up all of ya and listen to me ya gawd damn pieces of shit! I’m here to tell you all that I’m sick and fucking tired of being tired and sick. I’ve spent my entire life caring for my boys so I’ve figured out a way to take care of some business. As you can see my well hung black friend here and our personal lawyer Johnny Cockman, is holding my briefs case. And in this case is our newly founded MUSTACHE FORTUNE!
Johnny Cockman: That’s right ladies and gentlemen. This here holds the very fortune that was able to make this possible. Look at this specimen.
Biffbot steps forward.
Johnny Cockman: This is the pinnacle of technology. Steve Austin, but not the Stone Cold type, the 10 million dollar man, and I ain’t talking about Ted Dibiase, no I’m not. I’m talking about the walking, talking, humping Biffbot 69…
Buff: It’s almost like I’m looking at the real thing.
He pulls his trunks open and looks down.
Buff: Very real… very real.
Johnny Cockman: But we’re not here to talk about the massive fortune that we’ve just come across, or the massive dong we've equipped biffbot with. We’re here to talk about the fact that a woman claimed to have been sexually assaulted by Buff and that turned out to be untrue. My client has been accused and convicted of misdeeds in the past, that is not the problem here. The problem is that the plaintiff in that case refused to be brought out into the light. Well we’re here to place a counter suit on the person who did this to him and all we have to go on is that she is a female on the WCF Roster. So next week I am asking that all women on the roster plus a few more women that I will name during the week be present in the ring so we can conduct a test to see who the real coward is that not only falsely accused my client but viciously kicked him in the nether regions at court. I truly and honestly believe that his distraction is what kept him out of the top spot at War this week, and Mama was also so distraught that she was only able to smother one person with her vagina before Alex Richards sexed her into position.
Mama Stache: I gotta say, I’m not that upset that Alex Richards laid his hot sexy body on top of me, but I AM upset that he won’t return my gawd damn phone calls. I mean I’ve been pinned down by the best wrestlers in the history of the business but there ain’t neva been a man that didn’t want to come back for seconds once they tasted my sweet nectar. Hell, I even got Jeff Purse calling me non-stop so he can shove his face back into my cunt. I’ll call ya back soon, ya OCD piece of shit, Mama’s busy right now.
She pulls her phone that clearly isn’t ringing out of her vagina. She flips it open, because it’s an old as fuck phone, and it drips a mysterious liquid down her face as she talks into it.
Mama Stache: No you can’t use a rubber on your hand or your cock, Jeff. Don’t worry, I’ve been tested. The results were good.
She hangs up.
Mama Stache: Well they came out positive at least. Fuck, I failed my driver’s test but that don’t stop me from shoving the stick shift up my pussy. What the hell were we talking about?
Buff: That all the women on the roster were going to kick me in the nuts last week.
Johnny Cockman: That’s right. The test we’re going to undergo will be a test to compare testicle and foot reactionary protocol. So please wear sensible shoes and be in the ring same time next week at Slam.
Mama Stahce: I’ll slam my pussy into that Archduke of Mass Confusion if he’d only gimme a chance. He’ll be the Archdick of Mass Cunnilingus when I’m done with him.
Buff: And Bonnie Blue doesn’t have to do it. she would never kick me in the nuts without me asking her to do it first. We’re in love. After War we watched the movie “About Time” with Rachel McAdams and shared a pudding pop together.
Mama Stache: You were crying in my pussy all night, you fag. Shut the fawk up and lets get outta the ring. I’m tired of being out here already, I got a 9 o’clock douching scheduled.
The mustache family awkwardly leave the ring with their mustache fortune suitcase.
Freddy Whoa: I wonder how many women will be brave enough to answer his challenge. We'll find out next week on Slam. We'll be right back after a word from our sponsor that ALWAYS comes on after a Mustache segment, Penicillin- for when your Penis is Illin. We'll be right back.
Post by WCF Results Account on Oct 9, 2018 19:31:07 GMT -5
Liliana Rose vs Amos
Kyle Steel: This next match is scheduled for one fall..
Crowd: ONE FALL!
('Prince' by Madness sounds off as the crowd looks at the entrance..after 10 seconds Amos comes and raises both his hands and screams to all the fans to bow before him...Two fans near the curtain flip him off)
Kyle Steel: Coming down the aisle..Froim Cape Town, South Africa..Weighing in at 175 lbs...AMOS!
(Amos walks slowly to the ring with a smile on his face as a spotlight ushers him to the ring. He gets inside the ring and climbs up, raises both his hands and yells 'ALL WILL BOW'...to Boos. )
Zach Davis: A newcomer to the WCF, Amos is quite confident..
Freddy Woah: He may think he’s royalty, but in the WCF..He’s gotta earn those bows Zach..
Kyle Steel: And his opponent..
(The beginning sirens of "Sick like Me" by In This Moment starts to play as the arena lights fade, they flicker on and off with the bass rift of the song. With the last flicker of the lights, Lilianna Rose can be seen standing at the top of the ramp with a demented smirk on her face as she scans the crowd.)
Kyle Steel: From New York City..Liliana Rose!
(The instrumental countines to play as she slowly walks with a flair of her hips down towards the ring. Once at the bottom of the ramp, Lilianna jumps up on the ring's outside ledge, once again scanning the crowd as if she's looking for someone. With the gutiars starting up again, she jumps into the ring circling the inner mat. She can be seen muttering to herself as she bounces up and down focused on the ramp as her theme fades out. )
Zach Davis: Theres the bell..and here we go!
(The two combatants circle each other..Amos reaches out in test of strength style..The two touch fingertips tentatively and Lili charges..Amos moves and climbs the ropes quickly and flips off the ropes over Lili and tosses her across the ring..While she seethes in the corner, Amos points and screams “You will Bow!”)
Zach Davis: Lili did not like that, and Amos is very proud of himself for his impressive skills..
Freddy Woah: Gonna take a lot more than that to beat Lili..
(The two circle each other and Lili takes to the offensive, going low and taking Amos out by the legs..He kips up and attempts a Super Kick that Lili ducks while running to the ropes..Amos leapfrogs her on the rebound...Amos tries an elbow that Lili ducks on the rebound..She scales the ropes and flies backwards..Amos catches her, but she twists her body around and flips him with a side hurricanrana sending him across the ring..Lili now looks at the surprised Amos, pointing and yelling “YOU BOW BITCH” To cheers from the crowd. The crowd cheers for a good exchange..)
Zach Davis: Both of these stars are extremely athletic!
Freddy Woah: Yep, the action is going to be fast and furious in this one..
(The two opponents tie up in the center of the ring. Amos corners Lili and rolls her over with a headlock toss. He holds the headlock, and Lili struggles..She works out of it and grabs Amos in a standing wristlock.. Amos rolls out and reverses..Lili hollars while Amos grins..Lili counters with a roll and hits Amos with a chop.)
(Lili runs towards the far ropes, Leaps, catches the second rope and flies, locking Amos and twisting him down into a tornado DDT)
Zach Davis: What a move by Lili! Cover..Kickout at 2!
Freddy Woah: Lili looking good here Zach..And I don’t mean just..her..
(Amos is groggy on his knees as Lili goes for a shining wizard, but Amos Moves at the last second. Quickly, he climbs the ropes and hits Lili with a flying Axehandle..Goes for the cover..)
Zach Davis: Two Count! So far an even match!
(Amos hits Lili with a dropkick..Lili kips up..Another dropkick from Amos. This sends Lili to the outside..As she recovers Amos climbs the turnbuckle..)
Freddy Woah: Amos looking to go super high risk..Lili on the floor..
(Amos raises his arms and screams “BOW!” then leaps and hits a cross body, sending the two rolling into the guardrail)
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Zach Davis: Amos with a huge move but may have hurt himself as well by slamming against that guardrail!
Freddy Woah: Amos up already picking up Lili by her hair..OOOF
(Stiff kick by Lili to the gut and a Snap DDT hit by Lili spikes Amos onto the floor..He stays on his head from the impact for a second before crumbling to the floor.)
Zach Davis: Lili with the huge DDT and wasting No time rolling Amos into the ring!
(They both enter the ring, Amos, then Lili..Lili with the cover..)
Zach Davis: Amos showing heart kicking out at 2!
Freddy Woah: Lili in a bad mood stomping on Amos and Zip Wingdinger steps in..Amos is up! WOAH!
(Just as the ref moves Amos hits Lili with a superkick that staggers her..He tries another, but Lili ducks and snaps off a superkick of her own which staggers Amos into the ropes..Lili charges, Amos ducks, sending Lili over the ropes onto the apron..Amos swings behind him..Lili ducks..Hits Amos through the ropes with a kick to the gut..Amos stumbles away as Lili attempts a springboard move..)
Zach Davis: SUPERKICK BY AMOS! Cover!
Zach Davis: NO! Kickout by Liliana Rose!
Freddy Whoa: Amos taking issue with Zips count, meanwhile Liliana is up..Off the ropes..SHINING WIZARD! Lili quick to the top..IN BLOOM! Connects!
Zach Davis: And Liliana Rose picks up the win over Amos!
Post by WCF Results Account on Oct 9, 2018 19:36:21 GMT -5
Jazzy John McCarty vs Quinton Cross
(Pan shot of the crowd going crazy with Zach Davis voice behind the mayhem)
Zach Davis: Fans, we are coming off of WAR, and our two next combatants had a surprisingly good showing in the Battle!
Freddy Woah: Jazzy John McCarty, coming back from some sort of voodoo hiatus and Qunton Cross, a new comer, proved they are more than just fans of shitty music..THEY BELONG!
Zach Davis: *Sigh*..Lets go to Kyle Steel…
(Camera pans to Kyle Steel in the ring)
Kyle Steel: This next match is scheduled for..
Crowd: ONE FALL!
The Lights throughout the entire Wrestling Championship Federation auditorium dim simultaneously on out throughout the entire theatre as it plunges into darkness as "The Gangsta, The Killa, and Dope Dealer" - by Westside Connection begins to blare on out of the PA system, various screens throughout the theatre come to life showing that of 'Your Drug of Choice' Quinton Cross in the gorilla position. All the camera's can be seen focusing in on his back and more so that of his name ("Q. CROSS") which can be seen being stitched onto his custom jersey for the evening.
A single gold pulsating light comes to life shining down upon him, lighting up the stitching on his back for all to see. As the stitching of his custom jersey he can be seen wearing for the evening is seen by the fans of the WCF, he swings around to face the fans, as he does money begins to fall all around him from the ceiling, A single gold pulsating light comes to life shining down upon him, lighting up the stitching on his back for all to see. As the stitching of his custom jersey he can be seen wearing for the evening is seen by the fans of the WCF, he swings around to face the fans, a smug, supreme smile can be seen on Cross’ face serving as the perfect statement.
Kyle Steel: "Coming from Harlem, New York City, New York accompanying him on this evening his valet Gabrielle Grey he weighs in tonight at 228 pounds, he stands approximately 6'03" inches in height he is... 'YOUR DRUG OF CHOICE' the one the only QUUUUINTON CROSSSSS!!!"
As Cross' name is heard he slowly begins making his way on down the entrance aisle, following closely behind him shortly afterwards can be seen being his valet Gabrielle Grey. Cross' ring attire can be seen consisting of a pair of custom made harem pants/Drop-crotch trousers the graffiti portion can be seen going down the right legging. The word "CROSS" in a graffiti style front can be seen going down the left legging and can be seen echoing the color scheme of the jersey he can be seen wearing for the evening, along with that Cross can also be seen sporting a fitted or snap-back flat billed ball cap with the same logo embroidered on the front, a compression sleeve on his left arm, and a matching pair of basketball shoes (either Nike SB Dunks, Air Jordan Is, High Top Air Force Ones or Chuck Taylors) matching the motif of his attire.
He can be seen slowly getting closer to the ring as he's swarmed with various jeers and chants of disdain, slowly he walks around to the black steel steps as he does, methodically, he walks on up the steel steps, leaving his valet Grey behind as the jeers and chants of disdain continue to be heard, as he slowly slithers on up the side of the nearest ring post like a snake as he does he throws out his arms (viva Randy Orton) as he continues to soak in the hatred he's receiving from the nearby fans and those around the arena showing their displeasure for him as he awaited for his opponents arrival. From there, he climbs down to the apron and awaits his opponent at the end of the entrance ramp, asking for a mic from the timekeeper)
Kyle Steel: And his opponent...Accompanied by The Bartender..From New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in this evening at 92 Kilograms...Jazzy..John..McCarty!
'Peaches en Regalia' plays throughout the arena as 'Jazzy' John McCarty walks out on stage and down the ramp. He focuses his attention to the ring and doesn't take time posing for the crowd. He stops face to face with Cross who holds up a finger and hits the mic.
Quinton Cross: Before we begin and get to blows
Imma show you the meaning of musical prose
(Crowd boos as McCarty rolls his eyes)
Quinton Cross: Now you may be southern and you may be Jazzy
But you seriously corny, should be up for a Razzie.
(McCarty chuckles, Gabrielle laughs as McCarty asks for the mic. Cross gives it to him and McCarty acts as though he is going to say something. Then McCarty strikes Cross with the microphone)
Zach Davis: McCarty letting Cross know that he thinks about that dropping the mic if you will and peppering Cross with shots!
Freddy Woah: The bell hasn’t rung yet so that was as legal as a headlock!
Zach Davis: McCarty rolls Cross in the ring and here we go!
(McCarty mounts Cross and lays a series of rights onto his fallen opponent. As he gets up, he grabs Cross by the hair and whips him into the far corner and hits a running knee, causing Cross to crumple to the mat. He lifts Cross in the corner and smacks him with a massive chop)
(McCarty goes to whip Cross to the corner but its reversed by Cross..McCarty hits the corner and is met with a European Uppercut..Then another...Then a corner punch flurry that sends McCarty staggering to the adjacent ropes...Cross charges but McCarty ducks sending Cross over the top rope..Cross lands on the apron behind McCarty..Cross mounts the top rope springboard style and hits a Missile dropkick! He covers but only musters a two count!)
Zach Davis: Fast and furious action here this evening! Cross with an armbar on the mat slowing McCarty down..The bartender is calling for a round of applause as he tries to hype these fans!
Freddy Woah: McCarty showing some guts here..
Zach Davis: McCarty is up but Cross with a Japanese Arm Drag rolling over and sinching in that armbar yet again!
Freddy Woah: You ever think about jazz vs rap? Personally, I like jazz..
Zach Davis: McCarty to his feet and slaps the arm bar off. Shoves Cross..Super kick from nowhere! Cover and a 2 count!
Freddy Woah: Things can change in the blink of an eye here in WCF!
Zach Davis: McCarty wasting no time dragging Cross to his feet..German Suplex! Wow! What force! Bridge! And a kickout by Cross!
Freddy Woah: The Jazzy one looking to drop some bass on this youngster from the Top
Zach Davis: Senton Bomb...Misses! Cross rolls to his feet..Vicious Knees by Cross to the face of McCarty! Stands him up..Enziguri..NO! Duck by McCarty..Legsweep by Cross...Grabs the ankle..FIGURE FOUR! He’s got McCarty in the center of the ring!
Freddy Woah: McCarty has nowhere to go!
Zach Davis: McCarty crawling for the ropes..Screaming in pain as Cross applies more pressure! McCarty looking to turn it over...Rolling...And….HE HAS! Cross scrambling to the ropes to get away from McCarty and both men are spent from that exchange!
Freddy Woah: Both guys looking to end this match right away but neither will give in..
Zach Davis: Both men up to their feet..Both thought SuperkIck at the same time and both hit flush! Down to the canvas they go!
Freddy Woah: Gabriella on the outside cheering her man to get up..The Bartender appears to be wiping a glass..
Zach Davis: Both men stagger to their feet..McCarty with a right cross..Cross reponds...McCarty..Cross..Back and forth they go...McCarty lands another..Another..Whips Cross to the Far Side..AD LIB!
Freddy Woah: REVERSAL!
Zach Davis: THE SIDE EFFECTS! Cross with the Cover..1...2…
Freddy Woah: Great reversal into a cutter for Cross..How did McCarty Kick out of that?
Zach Davis: Cross backing off..He’s calling for something...McCarty to his feet..DRIVE BY! Ducked...SUPERKICK BY MCCARTY! Cross is staggered! McCarty running to the ropes...Springboard...VICTORY ROLL! 1….2….
Freddy Woah: Another near fall!
Zach Davis: Both men to their feet..Clothesline...Another victory roll by McCarty! Another near fall! McCarty off the ropes..Flying Clothesline takes Cross down! The crowd is going crazy for this action!
Freddy Woah: That what she said..
Zach Davis: Who?
Freddy Woah: Nevermind..
Zach Davis: Cross to his feet..New Orleans Neckbreaker! Cover by McCarty! 1...2…..3!!!!
Freddy Woah: NO TWO!
Zach Davis: My Mistake!
Freddy Woah: Too quick Zach, I hear thats your problem..
Zach Davis: McCarty must be wondering what its gonna take to keep Cross down...Hoists him up...Could be going for The Double Bass Bomb! Cross fighting it...Sitting up and donkey punching McCarty….Hurricanrana! Cross is up and fired up! McCarty to his feet...DRIVE BY! CAUGHT FLUSH! Cross with the pin..Hooks the leg...NO! Neither man is going to go down!
Freddy Woah: Thats what you said before you signed your contract..
Zach Davis: What are you on exactly? Can I have some?
McCarty still reeling from that punch and Cross looks to be setting up for something big! Cross lifting McCarty to the top turnbuckle...Stunning him with rights keeping him groggy..Cross up to the top himself..This could get ugly..
Freddy Woah: This isnt going to end well
Zach Davis: McCarty trying to fight out of this..both men exchanging stiff right hands and...Whats Gabriella doing on the apron...She has the refs attention..Meanwhile McCarty setting up for what appears to be a Suplex to the Outside! LIFTS CROSS UP…
Freddy Woah: WOAH!
Zach Davis: CROSS JUST KNEED MCCARTY IN THE BABYMAKER! Hooks the arms...CROSSED OUT FROM THE TOP! Meanwhile, Gabriella has stepped to the floor and has SLAPPED THE BARTENDER! The ref sees Cross with the cover..
Zach Davis: Cross gets the win! The tactics may not have been fair, but nonetheless, a helluva showing for the youngster!
Post by WCF Results Account on Oct 9, 2018 19:41:00 GMT -5
Bonnie Blue Segment
Rihanna’s “Same Ol’ Mistakes" filters through the arena to a mixed reaction from the fans, as Bonnie Blue steps out onto the stage, dressed in designer jeans and a turquoise retro “Guardians" t-shirt, her right knee supported by a brace. Instead of her usual theatrics, the Time Witch makes her way down the ramp, walking with a slight limp. Carefully, she ascends the steps and slips between the ropes, waiting for the crowd to quiet before she raises a microphone to her lips.
Bonnie Blue: Y'know, things didn't go quite the way I'd hoped at War. Had to watch my friends and fellow Guardians get eliminated, one by one, from the War match; see a complete novice with zero experience and a proven track record of cheating take the top spot. And worse than that… I had the opportunity of a lifetime nearly within my grasp -- and I blew it. Can't make no excuses: I gave it everything I had, but that just wasn't enough.
I wasn't enough.
The only chance I was ever gonna have to prove everyone wrong; to prove that I belong in this company; that I'm as deserving of World Title gold as anybody… and I failed.
But that seems to be a hallmark of my experience with this company. I can get only do far -- but no further. No matter what adversity I overcome, no matter how hard I fight, it's never quite enough.
That ain't to say it's all been bad. Those bright spots burn all the brighter for their rarity: A victory over my longtime rival, David Sanchez, at Aftermath last year. Coming back to claim the tag titles with Sanchez as my partner at Asesinato thirteen months later. Standing alongside #beachkrew, not as an enemy, but as an equal and a sister. Claiming the Horrorkore Title -- only the third woman in seventeen years to be crowned hardcore champion. And yeah, even earning that shot at the World Title. Those have been my proudest moments in this company…
And I refuse to tarnish that with the indignity of getting dropped back to the undercard, to endure an endless cycle of fighting Adam Young or James Wolf or whatever talentless hack management wants to throw my way. To maybe reach out of the muck and mire once in a while and chase after another tag or hardcore title reign -- anything except the title I desire above all else. That was my shot. One and done.
Other people -- people like Stephen Singh or Michael X or Dune -- they get chance after chance until they finally get their hands on the ultimate prize. Not Bonnie Blue. This company never wanted to see me succeed. Corey Black never intended for ya girl to have World Championship gold around her waist. Used to think it was plain old misogyny, but I'm coming to understand that WCF just has it out for me personally and I can't figure out why. I've done everything asked of me, and more. Gone above and beyond; stuck around when I had better offers elsewhere -- because they told me they needed me here. But the instant they don't anymore, that's the end of the push; the end of my career.
I’m no champion of the people, like Teo, content to work my ass off week after week for the sheer entertainment value. Hell, I ain't even got fans anymore. I walk out here, and y'all boo. And frankly, I'm tired -- tired of spinning my wheels and getting nowhere; tired of fighting for nothing, neither gold nor respect. This profession has cost me everything, my heart and my soul, and I have nothing left to give.
The Daughter of Time lowers the microphone and reaches into a pocket to withdraw a small, black velvet pouch. She opens it and dumps the deep orange Cairo stone into her palm -- then turns her hand and lets it fall to the canvas.
Bonnie Blue: It's been one Hell of an adventure, but every journey has an end -- and this is mine. Goodbye, WCF.
The lights flicker, then go out entirely, casting the whole arena in darkness. When they come back on a moment later, Bonnie Blue has vanished.
Freddy Whoa: We are beyond speechless, folks. Bonnie Blue, one of the best in the business, has just parted ways with WCF.
Zach Davis: Our camera crew is just as shocked as we are. We're getting a close up view of the Cairo stone and the microphone she has left in the ring. Symbolic, no doubt, of what she left in the ring week in and week out. She gave her all in every single match and whether you loved her or hated her, you damn sure respected her.
Freddy Whoa: I did not want to say goodbye to Bonnie Blue. None of us did. But she took that choice away from us, and just like that, she's gone.
Zach Davis: Whoa!
Freddy Whoa: What?
Zach Davis: From under the ring, looks like someone is- Oh my God that's Savage! Noble Savage crawling into the ring from under the apron!
Freddy Whoa: Yeah but why? What's she doing here?
Noble Savage slithers her way to the center of the ring with a grin. She is crawling fiendishly staring at the Cairo Stone that Bonnie left behind. She reaches for the stone and grasps it tightly in her hand, then stares at it i her palm while chuckling. She sits up and grabs the microphone with laughter, then brings it to her lips.
Noble Savage: The seeds of the future lie buried in the past…
Zach Davis: Is she talking to herself? Just what the hell is she talking about?
Freddy Whoa: Maybe if you shut up and listen...
Noble Savage: This stone should have been ours long ago... We are Noble, we are Savage. We have successfully planted the seeds of our present's past... Hehehe! This is the true Passing of The Torch!
Freddy Whoa: I think Savage is losing it.
Zach Davis: She never had an it to lose.
Freddy Whoa: Shut up, Zach. Be quiet like you were for Bonnie's speech. Show some respect.
Noble Savage: We have been forged from sterner things and those who fail to comprehend shall doubt no more, for we shall capitalize on this departure and revel in the fruits of the future we have harvested... Goodbye Time Witch, good bye... Fear not... The Rock of Ages shall be in good hands... Hehehe!
Noble Savage drops the microphone and continues to laugh frantically while looking at the Cairo stone in her hand. She slides ofer and slips out of the ring in a serpentine manner, then walks up the ramp toward the back, all while still smiling sinfully at the Cairo stone in her palms.
Freddy Whoa: Did Savage just walk away with Bonnie's infinity stone, Zach?
Zach Davis: You mean the now VACANT Cairo Stone? I think so, Zach. But she has to earn that stone. She can't just take it like that.
Freddy Whoa: You wanna go tell her that?
Zach Davis: No, I feel safer here. Thanks.
Feddy Whoa: All jokes aside, folks. We just lost one of our top competitors in an unforseen way. None of us would have thought Bonnie Blue would retire here tonight.
Zach Davis: And in a shocking turn of events, that, that vermin, Noble Savage, comes and steals the Infinity stone Bonnie left behind! I mean, has she forgotten that even though Bonnie is gone, her tag partner Alex Richards is still here? He will NOT be happy about this, I tell you that.
Freddy Whoa: This was an emotional moment for Bonnie Blue and Savage just disregarded it all by taking the stone. I won't argue that. But we have some action coming your way, folks. Stay tuned!
Post by WCF Results Account on Oct 9, 2018 19:44:41 GMT -5
Special Bonus Match!
Kyle Steel: The Following contest is a special no disqualification challenge match and is scheduled for one fall!
Zach Davis: You may be wondering why this special attraction match has a no disqualification stipulation. Well earlier tonight in a dark match the team of Covfefe and Adolf took on newcomers "The Krow" Eric Draven and "The Original Pyschopath" Jack Page. As you might suspect Draven and Page controlled the match for the most part. However Covfefe kept trying to hit his version of the Bates Boot over and over again.
Freddy Whoa: You might call it the master bates boot.
Zach Davis: No.. you wouldn't. Nobody would call it that. However Eric took offence and attempted to give him a taste of his own medicine with a crane kick. Only to miss and nail his own partner instead! This nearly lead to an upset win for the racist team and a potential riot from the crowd. However Draven and Page were able to return fire and ultimately score the victory with a suplex into a piledriver from Jack that he calls the superdriver.
Freddy Whoa: But Jack didn't forget and levelled his own partner with a steel chair afterwards! They exchanged words in the dressing room and because of the sparse card this week Corey Black added this grudge match to the show at the last minute.
Kyle Steel: Soon to be making his way to the ring area weighing in at 2oo pounds even. Hailing from the City of Angels, "The Krow" Eric Draven!
Freddy Whoa: You know I've seen Eric Draven before.
Zach Davis: You have?
Freddy Whoa: There are hundreds of Eric Dravens in hundreds of different federations but they all look different. This one appears to be a cruiserweight.
Zach Davis: I don't know much about his talent level but I do know there is only one real Crow in the WCF.
Burn by The Cure plays as the lights dim and crows are released from the ceiling. Strobe lights begin to flash as "The Krow" Eric Draven makes his way to the ring ignoring the crowd completely.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent! Weighing in at 275 pounds and hailing from Detroit, Michigan.. "The Original Pyschopath" Jack Page!
Zach Davis: It's been a few years since we've seen Jack Page. He competed on Pantheon's The Cut ultimately failing to win a spot in Pantheon.
Freddy Whoa: I would imagine that since he fought his way back to the WCF he probably has a chip on his shoulder. Especially considering how he swung a steel chair earlier.
The House That Jack Built by Metallica plays as Jack Page comes out wearing ripped blue jeans and a black beater shirt. He slaps himself in the face a few times to get fired up then sprints towards the ring!
Zach Davis: And Eric Draven immediately catches Jack coming through the ropes with a dropkick! He staggers and is nailed with that crane kick! We have a cover!
Freddy Whoa: No! Shoulder up from Jack Page!
Eric Draven drags Jack to his face and goes for a monkey flip only to be countered with a kidney punch. A hard forearm shiver to the face drops Eric allowing Jack to stomp him again and again on the mat.
Zach Davis: Jack Page is certainly aggressive. It looks like
Zach is interrupted as I'm Not Like Everybody Else by the Kinks begins to play. The crowd gives a nice cheer as Alex Richards steps through the curtain. He is not smiling however. He is not playing to the crowd. He isn't even drinking. Alex steadily walks towards the ring pulling a microphone from his doctor's bag as he does. He enters the ring and begins to speak.
Alex Richards: The WCF holds a show in my home state. In my stomping grounds. And they don't even give me a match. But they give the two of you a match now didn't they? What did you guys ever do to earn a match in the WCF? That's fine. Actions speak louder. If the WCF doesn't give me what I want I'll take it for myself. The way I see it.. you guys have three choices. One of you can wrestle me in this match. Both of you can wrestle me in this match. Or you can both run to the back and pray I don't catch you. So what's it gonna be?
Jack Page grabs Eric Draven.. and pushes him right into Alex Richards and quickly exits the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Not a brave move but probably the smart one. Alex Richards can not be in a good mood after earlier tonight.
Eric Draven kicks Alex in the breadbasket and then executes.. the crane kick!
Zach Davis: Did not even budge him!
Eric tries to beg off but Alex has none of it! Massive STO from Alex Richards! The Archduke mounts Eric and begins to reign down punch after punch after punch.
Freddy Whoa: This is dangerous. In a no disqualification match Alex can do this for as long as he wants because the smaller man can't possibly budge Richards. Alex is screaming as he lays those punches in.. You can already see the bruises starting to form.
Jack Page slides back into the ring carrying a pool cue. He breaks the stick over Alex's back. Alex turns his face and stares at Page who bolts from the ring again.
Zach Davis: At least he got him to finally stop punching Draven. But it could get a lot worse for the newcomer. Alex drags him to his feet and hangs him upside down in the corner. Then crushes him with a flying charge! He calls that the tree of despair.. and he backs off and does the move a second time!
Freddy Whoa: I don't know what Eric Draven had planned for tonight but it certainly wasn't a match against Alex Richards. The Guardian is ripping off the top turnbuckle across the ring now. Even the fans in his hometown aren't cheering this. They are stunned by this turn of events.
Alex frees Eric from the corner and whips him into the ropes.. drilling him with a hot shot right onto the exposed steel! Draven is not moving. But Alex is not done. He drags Draven back up and grabs him by the throat.
Zach Davis: Chokeslam to the arena floor! Oh my god! Eric hit the floor with a sickening thud there. The back of his head is bleeding. They need to get some help out here for him.
Freddy Whoa: Look sat Jack Page.. he's hiding under the ring. He wants no part of Alex Richards and I don't blame him!
Alex rolls out of the ring and sets up a press table. He then turns his attention to "The Krow", Alex roughly drags the nearly unconscious Eric Draven to his feet. He lifts him up for the belly to back suplex.. then drops him with the final enlightenment.. right onto the ring steps!
Zach Davis: That kid crumpled! He just dropped that kid right on the ring steps! He could have broken his neck there! Now look he's looking under the ring for Jack Page!
But Jack has slipped out the other side and grabbed himself a steel chair! He drills Alex in the back of the head with the chair! Once.. twice.. three times.. the fourth finally drops Alex!
Freddy Whoa: Jack Page had a plan after all! He tosses Alex Richards into the ring and smashes him with a fifth chair shot! Now he sets the chair up in the ring. He grabs Richards for a suplex.. he's going for that superdriver of his on the chair.. but it's blocked and Alex DDTs Jack on the chair!
Zach Davis: I don't think this was the night to give Alex Richards a weapon. He drags Jack over towards the corner and places the chair across his chest.. He's climbing the ropes and Zim-Quila bomb onto the chair!
Freddy Whoa: Why has the referee not stopped this?
Zach Davis: He probably doesn't want to be next.
Alex lifts up Page to the top rope into a powerbomb position.
Freddy Whoa: Thankfully the Sanity Slap is going to end this.. wait what's he's doing now. He's turning him around and facing the fans... don't do this..
Zach Davis: SANITY SLIP OFF THE TOP ROPE TO THE FLOOR THROUGH THE TABLE! There are no words.
Alex slowly pulls himself to his feet, rolling back at to break the referee's count before finally tossing Page in and covering him.
Kyle Steel: Your winner of the match... Alex Richards!
Alex grabs the mic again.
Alex Richards: Did you enjoy that?
Cue the chorus of boos.
Alex Richards: Yeah.. I didn't enjoying doing that either. But you made me do that. Everyone in the WCF has been treating me like Bonnie Blue's lackey. So I had to come out here and I had to do that.. on my own. People think I only returned to the WCF because of Bonnie. And they would be right. But not because I can't do things on my own. No.. I came to the WCF to support Bonnie because she's my best friend in wrestling!
Alex shakes his head.
Alex Richards: And look what happened to my best friend. Earlier tonight she retired from wrestling. Some people were probably surprised that I wasn’t there with her. Some people are probably even surprised that I’m not retiring as well. I have my own way of dealing with the injustices The Guardians have been experiencing. I also have my own way of laying blame on why Bonnie retired. To me there is only one person to blame for that. I blame you Odin Balfore! Earlier tonight Bonnie chose to retire. These two guys.. they didn't get the choice. I ended their careers. Odin Balfore.. that's going to be your future. That's going to be my vengeance! You destroyed the dreams of my best friend.. I'm going to destroy you.. Simple as that. I don't know if it's possible to kill a God but I damn sure am going to cripple one.
Alex Richards: Don't tell I forgot about you either Noble Savage. You stole something that belongs to the Guardians. I don’t know what the hell you were doing interupting Bonnie’s retirement speech but you’re crazier then I thought if you want to get involved in Guardian business. Now normally I don't give second chances but you happen to be next in line to topple Odin. So I'll give you a stay of execution if you return our property! You give us back the Cairo stone and maybe in return I'll give you the head of Odin Balfore. But if you don't..
Alex nods towards the two motionless opponents already being tended by medics.
Alex Richards: You get the picture. As for you Odin.. there is nothing you can do to escape your fate. I'm coming for you Odin and this time it won't take 30 seconds. I won't let you off that easily.
I'm Not Like Everybody Else begins to play again as Alex Richards walks to the back his damage done.
Post by WCF Results Account on Oct 9, 2018 19:45:44 GMT -5
Stephen Singh Segment
The speakers blast the phrase “COLD GETTING DUMB” before the menacing beat of the SuperVillain theme takes over the arena, prompting the crowd onto their feet and into their feelings, booing their hearts out in anticipation of Stephen Singh. From behind the curtain, his mother Donna steps gingerly out first, oxygen tank being wheeled behind her, an unlit cigarette dangling from her mouth. The crowd’s boos increase in fervor as the octogenarian flips the bird to the fans while Singh finally steps out, Hardcore Title buckled around his waist.
Freddy Whoa: Well Singh isn’t scheduled to wrestle here tonight but it looks like that doesn't mean we’re going to get out of listening to him run his mouth.
Singh stops on the way down to the ring in front of a fan with a sign that reads “DONNA OUTLASTED STEPHEN AT WAR” Singh smirks at the sign but heads to the ring where he takes the stairs before his mother Donna, holds the ropes open for her when she finally gets there and even picks up her oxygen tank and makes sure it gets into the ring next to her. Stephen asks for and receives a microphone. As he pulls it to his mouth, the boos suddenly roar and drown him out and before he can say or do anything else, Donna snatches the microphone out of his hands and the shrill of her words stab the ears of everyone in the arena.
Donna: SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTHS YOU FA--
Stephen swipes the microphone back from his mother.
Singh: Okay, Donna. Let’s take it easy. Normally, I’d applaud your enthusiasm and general disgust when discussing this deviants but alas something...is amiss. Something is changing and talking down to these cousin-fucking fuckchops won’t fix it.
The crowd boos again.
Singh: War has come and went and with it, my number one contendership. My World Title reign. My shot at Odin Balfore and redemption and WCF immortality...The feeling is familiar from my failure at War last year. Not so familiar is the rumbling I’m hearing in the crowd and in the back. There seems to be a growing murmur that The Golden God has lost a bit of his shine, that Thievin’ Stephen may be losing his Midas Touch...My fellow clergymen of The Church are gone. I am no closer to a World Title shot than I have been in six months....and The Hardcore Title is all but stagnant. So if I don’t like the conversation….it’s time to change it. I can’t bring back The Church--and to b be honest, I wouldn’t if I could.
A small, surprising cheer comes from various pockets of the crowd.
Singh: I can’t change that Michael won Showdown or that Noble Savage--
A big pop from the crowd for the emerging star.
Singh: But I can change that bit about the stagnant Hardcore Division...I can breathe life anew into this title. I can quiet a few of those whispers by being a FIGHTING champion.
Stunned silence from the crowd while off-mic, Donna shouts “What the fuck are you thinking?!” to her son. Stephen removes the title from his waist and raises it in his right hand.
Singh: Beginning next week, I will be defending the Hardcore Title at each and every Slam. I will bleed while I batter the bumpkins backstage. If people want to talk….to blasphemize their Golden God then I will SMITE them. So the door is open for all you midcard mooks and mulkies trying to be somebody for the first time in your meaningless little lives. This Hardcore Title will mean something again...I will mean something again. So start sucking Corey Black’s Creeping Dick now, the line forms to the right. And the obituaries run on Tuesday.
With that, MadVillain’s beat again fills the arena but it’s met with far fewer boos this time. Singh simply steps through the ropes as his mother yells after him and then follows up the ramp.
Zach Davis: Singh is going to defend his Hardcore Title every week!
Freddy Whoa: What’s the angle here?! Why’s he doing this?!
Zach Davis: You heard him...Two years of War disappointment in a row...no World Title shot on the horizon...He’s got something to prove.
Post by WCF Results Account on Oct 9, 2018 19:48:36 GMT -5
Noble Savage vs Teo Del Sol
Zach Davis: The fall out from War continues tonight. This match is just one of the premier matches we have in store for you. We have Noble Savage vs Teo Del Sol. It should be one hell of a barn burner!
Freddy Whoa: Except we are not on a farm, and there are no barns. You just can't say it will be very competitive can you?
Zach Davis: Well I didn't know everything I was doing was under a microscope. But anyway this could be a show stealer.
Freddy Whoa: Your idea of a show stealer is not a very valid one so you're going to have to prove to me you know what a show stealer actually is!
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.
With a crescendo and a burst of flame, Teo del Sol springs onto the entrance ramp, the red and white scarred mask covering his face. 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: And here is the one and only Teo Del Sol also known as Teddy Blaze! He looks ready for Noble Savage as he bounces against the ring ropes.
Freddy Whoa: I hope he would be ready for Noble Savage. We now see our Senior Referee Stanley Moser entering the ring. That means we are now ready for Noble Savage to come out next.
Zach Davis: Well that's great and all but to tell you the truth I don't really see the appeal of Noble Savage.
Freddy Whoa: I'm sure she doesn't see the appeal in you either. I'm sure the feeling would be mutual. You have to be blind if you don't see what her appeal is!
Lights get bright and start flashing white with purple in the arena, the stage fills with Grey smoke and the Carpenter Brut organ intro to the song "Dance Macabre" by Ghost begins...
The full song kicks in, and out comes Noble Savage almost dragging her feet, walking effortlessly and looking around at the crowd like if everything annoys her. She stands center stage and looks around slowly, then shakes her head and continues her unenthused walk. She stands in front of the ring staring at the apron and the lights go out. The music is cut as well, then we hear screeching "You Don't Even Exist To Me!" being screamed by her voice, then the lights come back on and the music resumes. Noble Savage is now knelt in the middle of the ring emitting this scream. She smiles and literally wipes her own smile of her face with a lick and crawls to her corner.
Zach Davis: There is Noble Savage. She is now in the ring, and Teo is eyeing her up like he all ready has the victory. Teo then begins show boating as we hear the ring bell.
DING! DING! DING!
Savage rushes at Teo who is still show boating unaware of anything. Savage with a forearm to the back, and Teo turns around to a vicious clothesline. Teo goes down hard immediately holding his head. Savage picks up Teo whipping him to the ropes. Savage with a standing drop kick and Teo goes back down, and then rolls out of the ring to get his composure. Savage then makes the signal with her hand that she is going for a suicide dive, but then Teo rolls back into the ring. Savage again rushes Teo. This time Teo catches Savage with a drop toe hold. Teo then hops up on the top turnbuckle, and comes off with a top rope leg drop that catches Savage keeping her on the mat. Teo out stretches his arms getting the crowd into it. Teo then picks up Savage but Savage rolls him up into an inside cradle. Moser rushes over the the pin attempt. Moser counts
Teo manages to kick out, and Savage with her fingers motions it was almost over.
Freddy Whoa: Feeling out process right here and it looks like this could have ended quick but fortunately Teo kicked out.
Zach Davis: He did kick out and I'm happy he did because we cannot have another situation like War where Savage won by the skin of her teeth.
Freddy Whoa: Let's not relive that experience Zach. War is over, and our opinions don't matter.
Zach Davis: Maybe yours don't but my opinions always matter!
Freddy Whoa: No they don't Zach. Who are you trying to kid?
Savage, and Teo are up. Both engage in fisticuffs. Rights, and lefts. Teo has the advantage and Savage goes down. Teo then picks up Savage dropping her with a body slam. Savage cringes. Teo with a standing moon sault hitting Savage. Teo then jumps up on the middle rope for a spring board flying clothesline but as he is in the air about to connect Savage grabs Teo immediately dropping him with a spine buster! Teo winces. Savage picks up Teo and throws him against the turnbuckle. Savage then puts the boots to Teo kicking him down into the corner. Moser comes over counting 1! 2! 3! 4! Moser then backs Savage off of Teo. At this moment we see that Teo runs across the ropes, and comes off with a tornado ddt putting Savage down. Moser just escapes the fray so he isn't knocked down in the process.
Teo follows up with a knee drop to Savage. Savage rolls out of the way, and then Teo knee drops the mat. Teo stands with an obvious look of pain strewn across his face. Savage is able to connect with a head butt that sends Teo back down. Teo crawls over to the ropes. Savage attempts to clothesline Teo over the top rope but Teo reverse into a back slide pin. Savage kicks out before a pin can be made. Teo looks frustrated but Teo exits the ring to the apron. Savage is just getting up as Teo connects with a cross body block that connects with Savage. Savage is down. Teo exits the ring again to the apron. He launches himself over the ropes as Savage is up, and Teo connects with a forearm smash! Savage is down again. Teo then tries for a frog splash, but this time Savage is not in the cross hairs. Teo crashes and burns. Savage picks up Teo taking him over with a german suplex! Teo looks exhausted. Savage bridges up for a pin but Teo kicks out!
Zach Davis: This is a tough match! Pin attempts and neither one of them can get the pin and end this thing.
Freddy Whoa: Because both of them want to win this match but we know that there will only be one victor.
Zach Davis: Very true, and I'm sure it will be a surprise as well as some contention on how this match should have gone.
Freddy Whoa: True, and this match will be debated for weeks to come.
Teo then hits the ropes and with a vast pace tries for the blazing knee but Savage rolls out of the way. Savage then hits Teo with a forearm to the back of the head.
Savage is looking to get a boot to the face of Teo. But Teo catches Savage sending her into the turnbuckle with a snap suplex. Teo then sets up for the Habanero High Dive, and Savage counters with a chop block. Teo goes down, and then Savage goes to the top turnbuckle. Teo gets up to one knee and then Savage comes off the top turnbuckle with the "Tomb Seeker" Teo immediately goes down. Savage rolls over Teo and hooks the leg as Moser counts
Zach Davis: And Savage continues her winning ways tonight!
Post by WCF Results Account on Oct 9, 2018 19:51:39 GMT -5
WCF Television Title Match Kurt Navarro vs James Wolf
The lights in the arena go off as a racing heart beart can be heard, and then we hear Nightmare! As a spot light hits the top of the entrance ramp. There we see James Wolf standing there in the center. A close up camera pans in and James Wolf forcefully pushes it back.
As his entrance music begins he walks down the aisle way to the ring, and then stops before he actually gets to the ring. He looks around at the audience before him, and taunts them as they boo his entrance. James Wolf then gets up to the apron, as he forms his arms in the up yours position, before dropping them, and entering the ring through the middle rope. He then climbs up the corner turnbuckle, and raises both arms, before he again drops back down into the ring awaiting his opponent.
Zach Davis: This Television Title Match should be amaizing. These two men lasted til near the end of War.
Freddy Whoa: Yeah but they didn't win so they are still losers.
The WCF logo spins on the jumbo-tron as haunting, detuned muzak plays over the illuminated arena. “This is an emergency transmission...please remain...remain...re...main”
The lights suddenly cut to black as the voice-over warps and slows to a dead stop. A beat passes before a low, gravelly voice whispers with a sinister presence the completion of the sentence.
Kurt Navarro: “...calm”.
Psychedelic imagery blasts now over ‘All the Gold in California’ by Nick Cave and Warren Ellis, the chaotic kaleidoscope of sound and light heralding the arrival of Kurt Navarro; he’s dressed in his usual wrestling attire (tasseled leather pants, fur coat, Elvis glasses) Kurt is accompanied by his manager, Chet Diamond, a thin, wiry mass of grinning mania, biting down on a sizzling cigarette holder. The camera eventually pulls back to reveal Chet carrying his trusted five iron golf club over one shoulder as he encamps the ring. The muscular form of Kurt ‘skins the cat’ now as he enters the squared circle; his demeanor a wave of confidence intermixed with a radiating sense of pure determination.
Zach Davis: The Television Champion, and seemingly unbeatable, Kurt Navarro. What is there to say about him?
Freddy Whoa: He didn't win War so he is beatable.
Back in the ring the referee calls for the bell. The two men circle each other before locking up. James Wolf gets the upper hand using his size advantage he locks in a hammerlock which is quickly countered by the faster Navarro. Navarro gets back into tie up position and sends James Wolf into the opposite ropes with an irish whip. Wolf bounces back and hits a clothesline from Hell sending the champion off of his feet and to the mat.
Zach Davis: The strength of Wolf is damning sometimes.
Freddy Whoa: Yeah but he...
Zach Davis: I swear if you bring up the fact that he didn't win War...
Freddy Whoa: I was going to say he is going to have to do a lot more to keep the champion down.
Back in the ring Wolf goes on the offensive hitting some stomps to the gut of Navarro. He lifts Navarro up to his feet as Navarro snaps out of it. Navarro jumps and hits a Pele kick to the side of Wolf's head. Wolf falls into the ropes bouncing back and meeting a "V Trigger" knee strike. Wolf is rocked and Navarro hits an enziguri to finally bring Wolf off of his feet. Wolf crumples to the ground in a heap. Navarro goes for the pin.
Zach Davis: So close.
Freddy Whoa: Yet oh so far. Going to take a lot more than that to keep Wolf down.
Navarro goes to lift Wolf up but Wolf rolls Navarro up.
The referee signals that Navarro's leg got tangled in the ropes so the three count does not count. Wolf makes it to his feet first quickly followed by Navarro. Wolf runs at Wolf looking as if he is going for Hell on Earth but Navarro sweeps Wolf's legs out from under him. Wolf rolls out of the ring as he attempts to regain his composure. Navarro follows quickly not allowing him much time. Navarro jumps as if he is going to hit a Hurricanrana but Wolf powerbombs the champion onto the apron.
Zach Davis: That had to hurt!
Freddy Whoa: You think?
Wolf lifts Navarro up and slides him into the ring. Navarro lays on the mat still feeling the effects of what just happened. Navarro uses the ropes to stand up as Wolf slides in the ring. Wolf is met with a superkick. Wolf is down on one knee as Navarro hits Vanishing Point and goes for the pin.
Zach Davis: And that is it folks! Kurt Navarro is still your WCF Television Champion!
Freddy Whoa: Look out!
A hooded fan has jumped the barricade and has the TV Title. They slide in the ring and hit James Wolf with it. Wolf holds his head as the hooded figure removes the hood.
Zach Davis: That's Kennedy Matthews! She and Wolf have had some exchanges on social media this week after Kennedy challenged the winner of this match.
Kennedy holds the TV Title above her head as the fans boo loudly but the boos quickly become cheers.
Freddy Whoa: It seems Navarro is not very happy.
Navarro runs up behind Kennedy and locks in the Big Sleep. Kennedy begins tapping out. Navarro releases the hold and grabs the TV Title, standing over Matthews as Slam fades out and the fans keep cheering him on.
Jayson Price: Be kind to Singh, he's learning
Jan 31, 2019 14:00:26 GMT -5
Matt Draven: CRAP! I'm sorry I haven't been able to post something that I said I should. The week has been pretty messed up. However, I am going to try to post sometihing that looks like an rp
Feb 3, 2019 23:24:05 GMT -5
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