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12/31: BLACK LION'S ROAD BOM-BA-YE!!~!! RESULTS Dec 31, 2016 21:04:03 GMT -5

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Post by Black Lion's Road on Dec 31, 2016 21:04:03 GMT -5

The scene opens with the bird’s eye view of a wrestling ring. The rest of the arena is empty, quiet. The camera dives downward revealing two individuals down on the canvas. Julian Cutlass lays on his back with his hands behind his head, staring up at the ceiling of the arena. Alexander Irvine sits on the canvas in the corner, resting his back and head against the bottom two turnbuckles.

JULIAN CUTLASS:
Spent a lot of time on the mat. Though not lately.

ALEXANDER IRVINE:
I’m gonna kick your ass tonight.

JULIAN CUTLASS [grinning]:
Seems like everyone’s been trying that lately. No one seems to have been successful, including you.

ALEXANDER IRVINE:
Don’t get cocky, Jules. We may be friends, but that only means I’ll be less forgiving of weakness in you.

Cutlass props himself up on his elbows and cocks his head.

JULIAN CUTLASS:
It’d be a shame if I lost the All-Ontario title tonight. I haven’t had to defend that belt since we unified it with the King of Lions Crown back in the day in the original Lion’s Road. Now that the belts are split up, though, seems only fitting.

ALEXANDER IRVINE:
I don’t care about titles. I’m only interested in bringing out the best of my opponents.

JULIAN CUTLASS:
Yeah, me too.

Cutlass smiles.

JULIAN CUTLASS:
I’m gonna kick your ass, too, buddy.

Irvine smirks.

The camera zooms out of the scene and the screen dissolves.

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12/31: BLACK LION'S ROAD BOM-BA-YE!!~!! RESULTS Dec 31, 2016 21:04:48 GMT -5

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BLACK LION'S ROAD BOM-BA-YE!!~!!
Presented by Pollobucket, JaXED Up, and the Tranklin Media Group

The camera pans around to an arena full of screaming and hollering fans that clap along to the entrance theme. Many of them wear BLACK Lion’s Road gear. The camera pans down the ramp, which is covered by a curtain, and down to the ring. Above the stage at the entrance is the Pollovision Finger Lickin'-tron, a widescreen monitor, flanked by banners that feature JaXED Up! signature energy drinks. Down to the ring, we see a white canvas with a black apron that features ブラク LION’S ROAD on some sides and BOM-BA-YE on the others. The ropes are black and the turnbuckles are red.

We pan down to the broadcast booth that features our commentary table. Tim Floss wears a cowboy hat and a rustic flannel shirt and Albert Mordecai’s shaved head and dark sunglasses seem to reflect almost everything in the arena. His Armani suit betrays a deep sense of fashion.

TIM FLOSS:
Happy New Year’s Eve everyone and welcome everyone to BLACK Lion’s Road BOM-BA-YE!!~!! We have a star-studded event tonight that features competitors of all kinds in matches of all kinds.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
And it all culminates tonight with World War IV and the All-Ontario Heavyweight Championship will be on the line! Tim, I’ve been walking through the beautiful streets of Toronto and let me tell you something: people are talking about this match and they are looking forward to seeing that beautiful belt get defended. I know I am.

TIM FLOSS:
We’ll get to the competition momentarily, but first let’s step aside for our PA announcer – Burton Fask.

The scene settles on a ring. Standing inside is a young woman wearing a velvet dress.

BURTON FASK:
Good evening, everyone, and welcome to BLACK LION’S ROAD BOM-BA-YE!!~!! [the fans cheer wildly] At this time we’d like to ask that everyone stand for the singing of the national anthems of the United States and Canada, performed by internationally acclaimed recording artist – Lucy Sanders!

We return to the ring where Lucy begins singing the national anthem.

O’ say can you see
By the dawn’s early light…

The fans are standing respectfully on their feet for the U.S. national anthem until it concludes and they clap politely. A few hollers go up as we return back to Lucy Sanders.

O’ Canada! Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command…

Lucy holds up the microphone as the fans begin to sing the middle portion beginning at “With glowing hearts we see thee rise…” before returning her golden, silky voice to the end.

…O Canada, we stand on guard… for… thee!

The fans clap and cheer wildly as the song ends and Lucy Sanders bows to each side of the ring before she waves her hand and blows a kiss to the audience members.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Tears me up every time, Timmy.

TIM FLOSS:
It’ll be hard to follow that beautiful rendition but our next fighters intend on doing just that! Getting that evening started will be the triple threat match that features three of the most unique wrestlers in the game. Don’t change that channel!

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12/31: BLACK LION'S ROAD BOM-BA-YE!!~!! RESULTS Dec 31, 2016 21:06:53 GMT -5

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All those at home and those in attendance are greeted to the siren song of "Hot Stuff" by Donna Summers. As their cheers cascade across the walls of the arena, the fan favorite Kaden Night comes out from behind the curtain. As he make his way down the walkway, gyrating and blowing kisses to the fans.

BURTON FASK:
Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages. Let me welcome you to the first match of the evening. Introducing first from San Fransisco, California. Standing at 5' 10" and weighing in at 230 pounds...the man that makes wives want to hide their kids and hide their man...KADEN NIGHT!

TIM FLOSS:
Well Al, it looks like Kaden Night is being greeted like the best thing to hit Canada since Ellen Page hit it big with the filming of the new X-Men Movies.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Yeah. The difference their being that she played Juno where as I'd like to suplex Kaden Night back to Juneau, Alaska.

TIM FLOSS:
But Al, he's from California.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Imagine that...

Kaden Night slides in under the bottom rope and rolls to his feet, mounting the ropes and crossing his right leg behind his left he blows kisses to the crowd. "Imperial March" by John Williams blasts from the PA system as Emperor Ian pushes past the curtains. In his hands he holds Labatt Blue beer, which he happens to down quickly and toss behind his back before starting his jog to the ring.

BURTON FASK:
And now making his way to the ring, hailing from San Diego, California. Standing at 6' 1" and weighting in at 205 pounds. The man that makes J.J. Abrams ruin a franchise and Jodie Foster silence the lambs...Emperor Ian.

Ian jogs up the metal stairs and grabs the top ropes, leaning back he catapults himself over the top rope and onto the ring apron. He begins to stretch as Kaden Night walks closer with an awkward lusty look on his face. Ian immediately back up and points a finger out at Kaden and screams "NO" towards him...causing the flamboyant wrestler to back off, smiling and waving.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
All Hail Ian! Our Dark Lord and Master!

TIM FLOSS:
Al...I don't think Ian is...

ALBERT MORDECAI:
I said All Hail, Timmy! All hail!

The arena goes pitch black. A loud voice yells "Libérer le Kraken" and a spotlight shines down towards the stage.

TIM FLOSS:
Now him comes a man that could scare the giblets out of an entire Pollo Bucket Family Nugget Jamboree.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Kraken ain't no joke, Floss. This man is a monster amongst mere mortals. Fans of Lion's Road have seen this beast destroy all those dumb enough to fulfill their contracts and meet him in the ring. I've never seen a man so massive and still be able to move like he does.

From the back bursts Eli Buchanan, laughing like a demon returning from a Las Vegas vacation. He turns back and points as Kraken slowly makes his way out. Eli beckons and leads the behemoth down the entrance ramp. As they approach the ring, the pair stop and Kraken removes his helmet and places it on the ring apron before climbing up the stairs and entering the ring with Eli. Kraken goes to stand behind his helmet, while Eli stands off to the side. The monster raises his arms into the air and yells "Aucun survivra!" as steam shoots out of the helmet.

TIM FLOSS:
I don't think I've ever seen such a man enter the ring before.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
And if we are lucky, we never will again after tonight.

As Eli grabs the gear and exits the ring the Kraken slowly turns to face his opponents who have seemed to already start strategizing in the corner. The monster stands their silently as the two men deliberate, eventually starting a game of paper, rock, scissors. However, Ian grabs Kaden and irish whips him across the ring and drops to the mat and rolls to the outside, his feet hitting the floor as Kaden's body crashes against that of the Kraken and slithers to the floor. Ian walks over to the guardrail and starts talking to a group of fans, meanwhile the Kraken lifts Kaden from the mat.

TIM FLOSS:
What is Ian doing with those fans?

ALBERT MORDECAI:
It looks like he is paying them for a better seat.

Sure enough the fans hand Ian a chair and Ian slow starts to slander around the ring like a leopard stalking it's prey. Trying to get behind the massive beast in the ring to take advantage of a blind spot. Meanwhile the Kraken has his eyes trained on the feast in front of him. He wraps both hands around the throat of Kaden and lifts him up into the air, holding him up like a man on the gallows. As his legs slowly begin to slowly stop kicking, Kraken lowers him to the mat and begins head butting the fan favorite until blood starts to ooze from his forehead.

TIM FLOSS:
IS THEIR NO GOD! Just put the man out of his misery.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
You'd think Kraken would be worry about spilling that man's blood. That couldn't be good for anybody.

Kraken thrusts Night's body across the ring, causing the man to crash spine first into the turnbuckle and then collapse into the mat. Kraken lifts his arms in the air and lets out a bellow that shakes the arena as he slaps his chest. He turns around to look for Ian, the other man in the match, BUT IS GREETED WITH A MASSIVE CHAIR SHOT TO THE SKULL!

TIM FLOSS:
MY GOD...MY GOD...MY GOD...Did you hear that chair shot. I felt my spin slip a disk.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Don't count the monster out yet.

The Kraken stumbles back for a moment but quickly shakes out the seaweed and slowly looks up to Ian who still stands their holding the chair. Eli starts screaming at Kraken to unleash hell upon Ian, and the Kraken dashes towards Ian who drops the chair in the corner, quickly slides out of the ring and starts backing up the walkway as Kraken leans over the top rope with his arm reaching out in Ian's direction. Ian starts waving his arms in a "screw this" motion and heads towards the back, obviously valuing his health more than finishing the match. The body of Kaden Night starts to drag itself out of the corner, the movement catching the attention of the Kraken, like a spider in it's web.

TIM FLOSS:
I don't think Kaden can take anymore of this, Albert.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Lets just hope this is the last I have to see of Kaden, Timbow. I maybe the only one here tonight that doesn't want him to walk out of this, but at least we will have some room fro real talent.

The Kraken slowly starts to walk around the edge of the ring as his eyes stay honed in on the broken form before him. As Kaden makes it to the center of the ring he slowly rolls over onto his back and lays their panting heavily. As he lays there, Poseidon's Missing Link slowly walks towards Kaden and turns around. Kraken sees the chair still lying there in the corner and kicks it into the center of the ring. He lifts up Kaden by his hair and then throws him down with a leg trap chokeslam onto the chair!! The referee calls for the bell!

BURTON FASK:
Ladies and Gentleman, the Kraken has been disqualified. Therefore this match ends in a no contest!

TIM FLOSS:
Albert, I don't see any movement. I think Night might have spent his last night here on earth.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
That man just felt the weight of the entire world on his chest. Medical staff are running down the ramp as we speak folks. We're going to cut to the back while Kaden is attended to...

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12/31: BLACK LION'S ROAD BOM-BA-YE!!~!! RESULTS Dec 31, 2016 21:07:29 GMT -5

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Post by Black Lion's Road on Dec 31, 2016 21:07:29 GMT -5

Francine Shields sits at a desk in an office. She is with Stacy Watts who stands with her arms crossed and has a concerned look on her face.

STACY WATTS:
I’m worried.

FRANCINE SHIELDS:
I am, too. But look at this revenue. Look at all the fans out there.

The fans cheer in response to Francine referring to them.

FRANCINE SHIELDS:
Tonight alone, Black Lion’s Road will outperform the profits that we made throughout the entire Tokyo Roar tour. We’ll end the last quarter on a high note and start the new fiscal year with major momentum.

STACY WATTS:
This isn’t about money, Francine. When they get together all Hell breaks loose.

Francine stands up from the desk and walks around it toward Stacy. The two businesswomen stand across from each other.

FRANCINE SHIELDS:
Look, they want this match. Alex thinks he needs a revival, something to reinvigorate him after his loss to Pulver in the cage. Julian desperately wants to defend the All-Ontario Heavyweight Championship and an exhibition like this is a rare opportunity to do so.

STACY WATTS:
I just don’t understand why they have to do this.

FRANCINE SHIELDS:
Alex and Julian are in their prime, but it won’t last forever. You haven't been around the fight game, but getting two competitors in their prime is important. Pacquiao and Mayweather waited until they were both washed up and we saw how that fight turned out. Alex and Julian don’t want to get to that point with one another, asking questions about who would've won if they'd been in their primes.

STACY WATTS:
I’m just worried that matches like these will not just end their prime, but will end their careers prematurely.

FRANCINE SHIELDS:
They believe in the power of pro-wrestling.

STACY WATTS:
I hope they believe in God. That might be the only thing that keeps them alive in this one…

Both of them go silent for a moment as they look away from the camera. The anxiety on their faces is palpable as the camera fades.

Last Edit: Dec 31, 2016 21:50:42 GMT -5 by Black Lion's Road

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12/31: BLACK LION'S ROAD BOM-BA-YE!!~!! RESULTS Dec 31, 2016 21:08:38 GMT -5

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Post by Black Lion's Road on Dec 31, 2016 21:08:38 GMT -5

TIM FLOSS:
Welcome back. We've got word that Kaden Night is in stable condition and is being driven to the hospital as we speak.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
And Ian is safe as well. I've gotten word that he has already settled is nerves with a six pack of Labatt Blue and a bucket of PolloBucket's New Popcorn Chicks. Deep fried baby chickens never tasted so good.

The ring has already been transformed for the Squat Rack Slamma Jamma and all the contestants are standing ringside. In the middle of the ring stands Flex Montana, ripped and full of all the glory of the prairie. He stands dressed in his old wrestling gear, black tights and boots.

TIM FLOSS:
Some fans may notice that Ragin' Bull isn't at ring side tonight. He finished the preliminary lifts before tonight, and looked to be the obvious winner due to his massive size. But yesterday the Bull was detained by legal officials having found he had went to another province to party with some old Football buddies that had traveled up to see him.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Turns out it's illegal to travel between provinces with bottles of liquor without proper paper work. Thats what you get for loving to party more than wrestling. However tonight we are all in for a special treat. Flex Montana has been a long standing name in the independent circuit. He and I have been inside the squared circle many times before. One of the greatest face power wrestlers in the world. Lets watch.

All of the participates now have entered the ring and stand in their respective squat racks. The bars rest on the ground, loaded to weight 405 pounds each. Paulie Rod, The Masked Canuck, and Grace Kazoulis all prepare in their own ways, stretching or slapping their legs and biceps.

FLEX MONTANA:
Welcome fans. I'm Flex Montana, the judge of Black Lion's Road Squat Rack Slamma Jamma, presented by JaXED UP!, and tonight we have the last lifts of the event. So far we have had the contestants go up against on another in Bench Press, Power Clean, and Front Squat. So far each competitor has won one round each. Paulie Rod and Grace are tied for the win and this lift will decide the winner. Canuck is 50 pounds away from battling for second place. Here the deadlift will decide it all. So lets get down to business.

All three are told to take their positions, Grace and Paulie are set up so they can stare each other down, and the two of the them use the time wisely. As the two men grasp the bar, Grace smacks her hands together and sends chalk everywhere and grasps the bar as well. The bell sounds and all three competitors start to to lift, Grace gets it up in the air with relative ease followed by Paulie Rod. Pierre Roy however still struggles, the bar is off the ground but he can't yet get his back straight. Sweat seems to almost pour from his face, the canvas around the squat rack changing into an even dark shade. His fingers break loose and the bar goes crashing down into the mat, the weights rattle and the poor Canuck slowly removes himself from the ring disgraced...fading into the crowd.

FLEX MONTANA:
I think we all saw that coming folks, but make sure to give Pierre I nice round of applause as he exits. Our Canadian King sure put his back into it.

The fans explode into a frenzy as he makes his way to the back, a smile returning to his face. While the fans are "distracted" the stage hands move about the ring, removing the Canucks weights from his bar and using it to reload those of the other competitors. A few other weights are loaded to the bar now putting the weight at 495. Both competitors lift the weight to the roar of the crowd and flashing of the lights from everyones smart phones. Grace seems to easily lift the weight off the ground with only a few drops of sweat beading down, Paulie Rod also lifts the weight...but the struggle that he seems to endure seems a bit more on the edge of suffering.

FLEX MONTANA:
Well fans, it looks like it might take a moment for us to set up for the next competition. I must admit that I was unsure that the people listed on this event would have been able climb to these weighs. So we are now going to have to share the weight as we venture forward.

:
There will be no need for that.

The lights in the arena dim and the crowd begins chanting ‘HAMMERSTEIN! HAMMERSTEIN!’ The crowd explodes as ‘Worlds Apart’ begins to play. They chant along to the music as, almost strobelike, the graphic "STRAIGHT OUTTA WHYNOT" flashes across the POLLOVISION Finger Lickin' tron before slowly down. Smoke and fog begins pouring out of the stage as Hammerstein barrels out, carrying what seems to be four buckets full of chicken wings. Hammerstein makes his way down the ramp, making sure to wink at every fan he can. He slides the buckets into the ring and makes the pre-match victory lap around ringside before sitting down next to the announcers.

FLEX MONTANA:
Well this might be a bit unorthodox, but hey... WHY NOT?!?!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Now this is where money is made. I've never been so hungry in all my life.

TIM FLOSS:
Now are those sweet baby rays wings?

Hammerstein leans back and gives the double gun signal and a wink towards Tim Floss. By now the wings have been loaded and duck taped to the bars. Old Kenshin Takamura shirts have been laid around the ring in preparation for the mess. They have obviously been provided by Alexander Irvine who wanted to give them a new lease on life since Takamura's departure.

FLEX MONTANA:
Now that we have everything ready and in order for our Slamma Jamma, lets have lift off.

The two competitors stare down each other, Grace graciously gesturing for Paulie to take the first go. With a disgusted look on his face he walks towards the bar. He reaches over and takes chalk into his hands and smacks it from hand to hand. He out stretches his arms and lifts them up towards the air and starts pumping up the crowd. As a few claps and cheers spread out across the arena he grasps the bar and starts the eternal struggle, and by eternal we mean the amount of time it seems to take to get out of the squatted over position. His legs start to shake as his arms and back begin to quiver...chicken wings slowly rolling off the top of the bucket onto the floor. As he slowly starts to extend his back back the fans actually start to cheer...Grace's eyes slowly widening a bit as the roar of the crowd seems to power the body of The Rod...but not enough it seems as he collapses over and goes to his knees.

TIM FLOSS:
Everything is now one the line for Miss Kazoulis. Lets see if she can break the chicken wing barrier.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
I'm still wondering when chicken wings became part of competition and not a post workout meal.

TIM FLOSS:
I'd say the same time that Hammerstein became...as our next American President would say..."Big League".

Hammerstein once again gives the double gun salute and all attention goes back to the monolith of a woman Grace Kazoulis. The woman stands with her hands on her hips as she taps her foot. Paulie Rod slowly lifts himself to his feet and leans back against the ropes, staring out across the ring at Lion's Road's only Female Demigod.

FLEX MONTANA:
Well ladies and gentleman, it's down to the wire and all we have left now is to see if Grace can deliver.

With that, Grace reaches back and gets a handful of chalk from the "fanny" pack that she has turned around and positioned on the small of her back. Stepping forward she reaches over and squats down, spreads her feet out and then slowly looks to the fans spread out in front of her as they slowly begin to cheer. With a mighty heave she slowly begins to lift the weight up from the mat to the roar of the fans. Veins bulge, muscles ripple, and the roar of the fans shake the ring like the back muscles of Grace. Inch by inch she slowly moves towards the heavens, as if she was about to deliver the world's largest order of wings to Mount Olympus. As he back straightens out and extends she drops the bar and it goes crashing to the mat...wings exploding out of the buckets and deboning themselves as the escape. "Grace Lifts Me Up" signs are lifted in the sea of emotions that are the fans in attendance.

FLEX MONTANA:
Here you are fans, your winner of this years Squat Rack Slamma Jamma...GRACE KAZOULIS!

TIM FLOSS:
What an event Al, can you believe it?

ALBERT MORDECAI:
What do you mean...because a woman won.? Thats sexist Tim.

TIM FLOSS:
Thats not what I meant Al and you know it.

Autumn White approaches Grace Kazoulis who stands with her trophy, a rather large golden cup that stands well past her waist. Hammerstein is also present, though he is rather focused on the wings.

AUTUMN WHITE:
An amazing performance there by "Sheracles" Grace Kazoulis. You must be feeling great this evening. Do you have any New Year's Resolutions you'd like to tell us?

GRACE KAZOULIS:
Now that was nice. Really opens up your lungs and gets your blood pumping. Just the way I want to end the year. Soon the ball is gonna drop on Fifth Avenue and I got a resolution for 2017. Actually I got a couple of them and one bit at a time I´m going to reveal them in the shows to come. Let´s start tonight with one special resolution close to my heart. The Grinch stole Christmas and as you all know Sarah stole a chance to compete for the Iron Championship. Setting aside for tonight the question what kind of chances I give her for that match, I just like to say that even if she scores another cheat victory she won´t be happy with that title because I´m gonna hunt her like an animal. She doesn´t deserve to be a champion. Sure she got a purpose here because we all need something to hate but a champion?

Grace shakes her head.

GRACE KAZOULIS:
No, sorry that can´t be. But if the universe decides to have a good laugh at all out expense and make the Superstarr a champ I´m going to make sure she won´t be happy with that status. No doubt a lot of people will feel the same but they will have to stand in line and the line starts behind me. This is still the Holiday Season Sarah and I will keep the peace until January 5th. From then only the wind is going to blow right into your pretty face again. Happy New Year darling.

Autumn then turns to Hammerstein.

AUTUMN WHITE:
What about you, Hammerstein? As the breakout fighter of the year, you must have some serious goals for the New Year!

HAMMERSTEIN:
I know that Cutlass is backstage getting prepped for his match tonight, but my New Year's Resolution is ta take dat King of Lions title from his waist and bring it home to da people! BELIVE DAT, PLAYA!

There is a mixture of cheers and boos from the audience, as the crowd is especially filled with fans of BLACK Lion's Road.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Well, you heard it here folks. This event will go down in the accolades of history forever. Tim Floss...commentator for the ages... award-winning broadcaster... and apparently a raging sexist.

TIM FLOSS:
You just don't know when to quit, do you?

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Onto our next commercial break!

Last Edit: Dec 31, 2016 21:35:31 GMT -5 by Black Lion's Road

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12/31: BLACK LION'S ROAD BOM-BA-YE!!~!! RESULTS Dec 31, 2016 21:10:05 GMT -5

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Post by Black Lion's Road on Dec 31, 2016 21:10:05 GMT -5

We follow Autumn White into the back where Alexander Irvine can be seen digging strikes into a punching bag. He grips the top of the bag and goes for some knee strikes and the chains that hold the bag into the ceiling rattle and wheeze.

AUTUMN WHITE:
Do you have a moment, Alexander Irvine?

He wears a scowl but approaches her.

AUTUMN WHITE:
I don’t want to take up too much of your time, as I can see you’re preparing for your match tonight. What kinds of thoughts are going through your head?

He pauses.

ALEXANDER IRVINE:
What kind of thoughts do you think?

She is intimidated by his seriousness.

AUTUMN WHITE:
I… I don’t know. I’m not really a fighter –

ALEXANDER IRVINE [interrupting]:
Then let me educate you, little girl. This arena is a fighters’ hall. Capturing Julian’s All-Ontario title will be sweet, but it’s about more than that. I have two losses to avenge. He won our last singles encounter and my most recent match saw Matt Pulver triumph. I bring out the best in my opponents. But tonight my opponent will bring out the best in me. You are going to see a Berserker raging with ancient fury this evening. I will turn the ring into a living Hell if I have to. I will add another title to my mantle. Vengeance will be mine.

AUTUMN WHITE:
D-do you have a New Year's Resolution?

ALEXANDER IRVINE:
The end of 2016 will bring a new beginning. 2017 shall become the reign of the Unnatural. The only thing I am resolved to do allow the cosmic forces to pulse through my bloodstream. I will show Lion's Road that there is no greater master than the Odin of Entertainment, the Unnatural, the Wolf... I advise my opponents to take notice.

Irvine turns around and gets back to his bag work. Autumn turns back to the camera.

AUTUMN WHITE:
Back to you, guys!

She runs away quickly.

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12/31: BLACK LION'S ROAD BOM-BA-YE!!~!! RESULTS Dec 31, 2016 21:11:13 GMT -5

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BURTON FASK:
The following match will take place under Mixed Martial Arts rules and will consist of no more than three 5-minute rounds. Fighters can win before the expiration of the third round by TKO, submission, or referee stoppage. If there is not a decision before the end of the third round, a decision will be rendered by our panel of judges. The winner will be accepted as a member of Black Lion’s Road.

The crowd claps thunderously at the mention of the group.

TIM FLOSS:
Folks, we have a special guest panel of judges consisting of three of Lion’s Road Pro-Wrestling’s most technically gifted superstars! Iron Champion James Edwards, Matt Pulver, and Jan van der Roost will be scoring the match.

The camera pans over to a table ringside that shows the three men. They are shown on the video-screen above the fighters’ entrance and the crowd hoots and hollers. James Edwards sits in the middle and has the Iron Championship sitting on the table. Matt Pulver politely nods and Jan van der Roost sits stoically.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
All three of these guys are top-notch fighters. You think Pulver’s gonna looking over his shoulder for Alexander Irvine?

TIM FLOSS:
Irvine doesn’t seem like the type to hold a grudge.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Are you crazy? He seems like the type to bury a grudge. Along with the body!

“May Day” by Tomahawk hits the speakers and Jeremy Squire enters the arena. He is wearing a pair of black half-tights and blue 8 oz. MMA gloves. He appears somewhat uncomfortable as he descends the ramp down to the ring. He walks up the steps and once inside he backs into the corner.

TIM FLOSS:
Both of these men have been training extensively for this moment. It’s not every day that Black Lion’s Road agrees to take on an apprentice.

“Live to Win” signals the entrance of Jimmy Winner. He bounces out of the entrance tunnel with his hands raised. He is flanked by Paulie Rod. The fans boo his arrival as he dances down the ramp.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
It seems like we know who the fans want to win tonight. Let’s hope that beer pong translates into kicking ass for Jeremy Squire!

The referee brings the two men to the ring. We can hear him going over the rules with the two men in the center of the ring. “I expect a clean fight, gentlemen…” and things like that. Eventually the two men pound their gloves and separate and the bell rings.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Here we go!

The two men dance around each other for a bit. Both of them look a little out-of-place in MMA gear and they are on high-alert. One of them shuffles forward and the other would take two steps back. The fans begin to boo in the absence of action.

TIM FLOSS:
Both men are approaching one another with extreme caution.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Neither one of them wants to be the one to make a mistake. These two aren’t natural fighters so they don’t have these movements programmed from years of training. Whoever wins tonight is going to be the fighter with the most heart.

At the sound of the boos, Jeremy Squire goes in and throws a flurry of hand strikes, connecting with one of the face of Winner! The crowd is getting rowdy in support of the Providence, Rhode Island native. One side of the arena shouts BEER! The other responds with PONG! BEER! PONG! BEER! PONG! Squire is getting fired up as he becomes more aggressive but this allows Jimmy Winner to shoot on Squire and takes him to the ground.

TIM FLOSS:
There’s the action we’ve been looking for!

The two men wrestle around on the ground. Squire has him in guard with his legs wrapped around the waist of Winner who rains down punches that slam against the forearms of Squire who is covering up! Winner is going mad dog, folks! Just as it appears that Squire is about to relent, he is saved by the bell and the referee has to pull Winner off of him and the two men go back to their corners and their trainers.

TIM FLOSS:
A lot of action at the end of the round there, Al. Jeremy’s going have to pick things up.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Jimmy Winner has a background in technical wrestling. There’s no way that Jeremy can beat him on the ground.

The bell rings and signals the start of the second round. Jimmy Winner tries to capitalize on his momentum and burst forward with a series of strikes, but Squire gets into defensive mode and blocks them and then launches a roundhouse kick into the thigh of Winner. The sound of the smack echoes throughout the arena! The crowd yells out: “THAT’S GOTTA HURT!” Winner goes in for a shoot but Squire is ready! KNEE TO THE FACE!

TIM FLOSS:
As a reminder folks, knee strikes are legal in this match. Elbow strikes are also legal but carry the stipulation that the opponent cannot be in the prone position.

Winner has been rocked as Jeremy pounces on top of him. Now Winner is in the full guard and he shimmies his legs up the body to lock in a TRIANGLE CHOKE HOLD! He’s trying to wriggle it in their real good until the BELL sounds! The second round is over!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Jeremy Squire must be the luckiest dude in the business!

TIM FLOSS:
He does not have near the technical skill as Jimmy Winner. I don’t think he can survive another round.

The bell rings and the third round starts. Jimmy Winner comes out aggressive, throwing many hands such that Jeremy Squire is on the run and almost continuously backpedaling. Winner is moving methodically such that he gets Jimmy corner. He’s whipping out fists of fury! WAIT! Counter-punch from Squire and Winner goes down to the mat! Squire pounces on top of him as Winner groggily squirms away. Squire is attempting to get position and is raining his own blows! BUT WAIT! Winner locks in an armbar and drags Squire down to the mat! Squire taps out vigorously!

BURTON FASK:
Your winner of this match, Jimmy Winner!

TIM FLOSS:
Eventually his technical skills were too much for Jeremy Squire.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
That Jeremy kid fought hard. But sometimes the fairy tale ending just isn’t meant to be.

Jimmy Winner is in the ring celebrating as Squire slinks away to the back surrounded by doctors and with an ice pack on his elbow. Francine Shields and Stacy Watts stand by in the ring as Autumn White also enters and puts a microphone to his lips.

AUTUMN WHITE:
Jimmy, you’ve fought a long and grueling match. How are you feeling after the victory?

JIMMY WINNER:
Jimmy is the greatest force in the ring, girl! The fans can’t take their eyes off of Jimmy. Don't get Jimmy wrong, Jimmy has a lot of respect for his friend, Jeremy. Jimmy is happy that his friend won a Lion's Road End-of-Year Award. But Jimmy trains hard. Jimmy is a WINNER.

AUTUMN WHITE:
Given that it’s New Year’s Eve, do you have any resolutions for the upcoming year?

JIMMY WINNER:
Jimmy’s gonna keep doing his dizzle, baby! Jimmy’s coming for all of you in the next year!

Francine and Stacy Watts present Jimmy with a black shirt and white lettering that reads BLACK LION’S ROAD: Enhancement Division. He holds the shirt up in the air as the fans applaud his effort and we fade to commercial.

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TIM FLOSS:
All right, folks, that was our last commercial break for the evening! Now that the ring has been reset for pro-wrestling competition we can get this show back on the road!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
And what a show it has been, Timmy. We’ve seen Kraken do terrible things, Grace Kazoulis prove that she does indeed possess mythological strength, and Jimmy Winner overcome a fan favorite in order to join Black Lion’s Road. But the best is yet to come, isn’t it?

TIM FLOSS:
That’s right. We have now arrived to the portion of our program where we will be revealing the results from the Black Lion’s Road End of Year Awards! Let’s head to the ring where Lion’s Road Pro-Wrestling’s head trainer, Bastian Krull, has the results!

We pan towards the center of the ring where Bas is standing next to the beautiful Lucy Sanders. The fans chant his name! BAS! BAS! BAS! and he waves politely to them.

BASTIAN KRULL:
Good evening everyone. I’m thankful to be invited here tonight. Without further ado let’s get started…

And the winner of Lion’s Road Pro-Wrestling’s FIGHTER OF THE YEAR is…

… with 57% OF THE VOTE…

… COREY CRUELTY!!!!!

Fans jump up into the air as his name is announced and Corey Cruelty highlights play on the Pollovision Finger Lickin’ Tron!

TIM FLOSS:
This is a pick you just can’t go wrong with, right, Al?

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Look, there was a time that in Lion’s Road the Heritage title was just a revolving door but the young upstart changed all of that. He’s grabbed a hold of the title and won’t let go!

BASTIAN KRULL:
If you weren't sent into Oblivion by Corey Cruelty this past season, you were one of a select few. The nineteen year old from Duluth, Minnesota had an incredible season - finishing the 2016 campaign with an amazing 14-1-1 record, which includes a Heritage title victory and SIX subsequent defenses of the title - a Lion's Road record. Cruelty also bested Robb Daniels twice, once back in July while he was King of the Lions Champion (albeit by disqualification) and again this past December by pinfall in Cruelty's hometown. His sole defeat came in a six person tag when England's own Jack Rose caught him with a flash backslide, but Cruelty would defeat him a week later in a Heritage title match. Corey Cruelty winning Fighter of the Year should come at no surprise, the kid was on fire this year and is showing no signs of slowing down. He has vowed to reach double digits in his defenses and even requested to be inserted to the Heritage Cup so that he could win that also. This kid is determined, he's ambitious... and he's the fighter of the year for 2016.

Krull pauses for a moment to switch envelopes.

BASTIAN KRULL:
And now, we’ll be presenting the award for TAG TEAM OF THE YEAR…

… with 86% OF THE VOTE…

BLACK LION'S ROAD!!!

The fans predictably cheer as they shout BOM-BA-YE! BOM-BA-YE! BOM-BA-YE! Shots of the two men in the Pride title tournament and the numerous matches against the Streak as well as the latest defense against the Burning Hammers play on the Tron.

TIM FLOSS:
I think everyone probably saw this one coming.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Greatness cannot be denied. Congratulations to those two men.

BASTIAN KRULL:
Despite drawing with and then losing to the Streak (Kenshin Takamura and Matt Pulver) in back to back decision matches to crown the first ever Tag Team Champions, Julian Cutlass and Alexander Irvine were back in the title picture two months later and bested the Streak in dominating fashion to capture the titles. Black Lion's Road defended their crown as the strongest tag team in the land against surprise challengers James Edwards and Hammerstein and despite a valiant effort, BLR reigned supreme. 2017 looks to bring us a showdown between Black Lion's Road and the physically dominant tandem of Kraken and Leviathan - The Dark Tide, but the open challenge contracts they sent out mean anyone on the roster can challenge... so long as they bring a partner.

He makes for the last envelope.

BASTIAN KRULL:
And now for the final award, we will present the MATCH OF THE YEAR...

… this was a nail-biter ladies and gentlemen…

… with 33% OF THE VOTE…

THE KING OF LIONS CHAMPIONSHIP SCRAMBLE MATCH!!!

These are some fans, as they begin a SCRAMBLE! SCRAMBLE! chant as their enthusiasm just cannot be contained.

TIM FLOSS:
This one was an old-fashioned buffalo wrangle, folks! Six of the best in Lion’s Road entered, but it was Julian Cutlass who became the King of Lions!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
And he pinned Robb Daniels in the process, too. All of those men gave it their all that evening!

BASTIAN KRULL:
Say what you will about Robb Daniels, but the self-proclaimed "Headliner" didn't bat an eye when he was handed the contract to defend his King of the Lions Championship against FIVE challengers in a Scramble match. The champion quickly etched his name and geared up for the contest which featured Kenshin Takamura, Julian Cutlass, Matt Pulver, Alexander Irvine and Ben Chrenshaw. Despite a strong showing from Daniels, the challenge of battling five men at once proved to be too much and he succumbed to Julian Cutlass' Fire Tiger Suplex with just seconds remaining ending his reign at hundred and twelve days, which was a Lion's Road record until Corey Cruelty broke it two months later.

Bastian Krull waves goodbye to the fans as he exits the ring along with the beautiful Lucy Sanders.

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12/31: BLACK LION'S ROAD BOM-BA-YE!!~!! RESULTS Dec 31, 2016 21:13:42 GMT -5

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The camera goes backstage outside the locker room where Autumn White has joined up with Julian Cutlass. He is clad in his blue robe which flows around him and has the All-Ontario Heavyweight Championship wrapped around his waist.

AUTUMN WHITE:
We are standing here with the King of Lions, the Blazin’ King Julian Cutlass. Julian, tonight you defend the All-Ontario title against Alexander Irvine in the main event. How are you feeling?

JULIAN CUTLASS [with a shrug]:
Fine. I’m looking forward to it. The All-Ontario title has a distinguished lineage in this region. Many have won and defended this title before me. I’m proud to defend the title one more time before these fans. I’m thankful that Pollobucket, JaXED Up!, Tranklin Media, and everyone else was able to make this match possible.

AUTUMN WHITE:
The fans are on their feet and the atmosphere is electric. You and Alexander Irvine have known each other for years. How does that affect your preparations for tonight?

JULIAN CUTLASS:
Alex and I know each other well. There’s a lot more that goes into a match just beyond the moves and strategy. Heart. Stamina. Tonight’s match has a 60 minute time limit, so there is not going to be any milking the clock. Whoever wins is going to have to take out the other one. This goes beyond survival. I’ll have to put Alex away, which is a tough task. But I'm up for it.

AUTUMN WHITE:
Before you head out to the ring, do you have a New Year’s Resolution?

JULIAN CUTLASS:
There’s a barbecue joint down in Sweetwater, Texas I’d like to try out. I hear they make a brisket that’ll melt your socks off.

AUTUMN WHITE:
Thanks for your time, champ. And good luck.

JULIAN CUTLASS:
Thanks.

The champion walks off in pursuit of the ring where soon the match will begin.

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12/31: BLACK LION'S ROAD BOM-BA-YE!!~!! RESULTS Dec 31, 2016 21:19:23 GMT -5

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TIM FLOSS:
Well, folks, we have arrived at the main event! We are on the precipice of World War IV here tonight and the All-Ontario Heavyweight Championship is on the line. Al, I think this one is gonna get rocky. Julian Cutlass is the reigning King of Lions Heavyweight Champion in Lion’s Road Pro-Wrestling while Irvine is coming off a loss in the first ever steel cage match in that company. That’s a man with something to prove.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
And don’t forget these are the Pride Tag Team champions over there, as well. So these guys know each other better than they know themselves. Tonight we’ve seen everything from triple threats to power-lifting to mixed martial arts. When these two step in the ring with one another, you never know what is going to happen.

TIM FLOSS:
Many of the fighters of Lion’s Road Pro-Wrestling have decided to stick around and watch this one.

The camera pans to a special section on the front row. Matt Pulver and Jan van der Roost no doubt speak in European tongue, perhaps trading knowledge of wrestling holds. Emperor Ian is double-fisting Coronas. Hammerstein and James Edwards share a tray of hot wings, with Hammer searching for an attendant to acquire some more. Jimmy Winner and Jeremy Squire are taking selfies with fans, Winner wears the BLR: Enhancement Division tee. Grace Kazoulis vigorous shakes a bottle of protein drink.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Who can blame them! They came out here to compete. No sense in going home early. I sure wouldn’t wanna miss it.

TIM FLOSS:
Let’s go ringside where Burton Fask is ready to get this thing started!

The camera settles on the entranceway as the lights in the arena darken.

BURTON FASK:
And now for the main event… this match is scheduled for one fall, will have a 60 minute time limit, and will be for the All-Ontario Heavyweight Championship!

The fans cheer and clap. BOM-BA-YE! BOM-BA-YE! BOM-BA-YE! The fans are full of energy.

BURTON FASK:
Entering the ring is the challenger, standing at 5’10” and weighing in at approximately 215 lb, hailing from Keokuk, Iowa… “the Unnatural” Alexander Irvine!

“God or Man” by Manowar starts stirring up the reactions of the crowd, when the instrumentals begin the stage erupts with fire and through the smoke comes Alexander Irvine with his head cast down. Taking a moment on the stage Irvine slowly lifts his head while removing his hood, looking from side to side he returns his gaze to the ring and slowly releases smoke from his mouth and smirks, starting his walk to the ring he removes his robe and throws it into the crowd and slides under the bottom rope. Standing in the center of the ring he slaps his right forearm before raising his fist in the air as he lets out a howl, his heathens following in tow.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
That’s one bad mother fu-

BURTON FASK:
And now entering the ring, standing at 5’11” and weighing in at approximately 219 lb, hailing from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada… he is the All-Ontario Heavyweight Champion… the “Blazin’ King” Julian Cutlass!

The stone-grooved rhythm of “Columbia” by Oasis gets the heads off the crowd bobbing as the speakers buzz to the pulse of the bass. Julian Cutlass emerges from the backstage clad in a blue, hooded robe and the crowd warps into a frenzy as he steadily makes his way down the aisle with a relaxed, assured confidence. He throws the robe to one of the handlers outside of the ring and it reveals the All-Ontario Heavyweight championship wrapped around his waist. He stands as the crowd pops for the belt before climbing the steps and ducking underneath the top rope to enter the ring. He holds up the title in one hand matter-of-factly before handing it over to the referee. He stretches his legs and throws a few punches before standing in his corner in wait.

TIM FLOSS:
We are finally here, folks!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Let’s do this thing, baby!

The bell rings and the two men stand across from one another silently as they size each other up. The fans shout dueling IRVINE BOM-BA-YE! CUTLASS BOM-BA-YE! Chants as they both remain locked in place. Though we’re used to seeing them friendly outside the ring, there is nothing friendly about either one of them as they begin maneuvering toward one another. The fans begin to bang their feet against the ground as the begin to create a low mumble, with each step towards one another the thunderous turbulence of their movements and chants build until the two men are with in arms distance of another. The two men slowly raise their arms to "lock horns" with one another, the fans cease their noise creation until both men finally lock up into a collar and elbow tie-up resulting in the entire arena exploding in thunderous applause.

TIM FLOSS:
As much as Black Lion's Road fans love to see these men defend the Pride Title's. Judging by their reactions here tonight you would think they would be equally satisfied to see these men destroy one another here tonight.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
I indeed feel as though you right on this one Al. These two men are almost like agents of chaos, with Cutlass navigating on the fringe and controlling the seas with a cool and collected demeanor. Meanwhile Irvine dives into its depths with a smirk on his face...returning each time a little more demented than before.

The two men battle for control like two buffalo out on the prairie. Irvine attempts to use his strength to overpower Cutlass, but the slippery King changes his footing and position and uses Irvine's power against him and locks him into a head lock. The fans are already in and uproar of "OOOooo's" and their sentiments deepen as Cutlass wrenches the hold on with all his might, his face contorting like a man trying to remove the lid from a jar of pickles. Irvine finally counters by shoving Cutlass forward into the ropes but on his return Irvine drops to the mat as Cutlass leaps over Irvine bouncing off the ropes and comes ducking underneath Irvine as he jumps in the air, once again Cutlass come back off the ropes but this time is caught in and arm drag takedown. Not to be shown up Cutlass returns with an arm drag in kind, with a return by Irvine, then Cutlass. Both men then get back up and run towards opposing ropes and come running back full force towards one another and slam into each other with devastating shoulder blocks. BUT NEITHER MAN GOES DOWN!

TIM FLOSS:
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT! Neither man went down!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
What do you expect, Timmy? When you get two unstoppable forces in a head on collision, the only result possible is the creation of an immovable object. That’s Black Lion's Road, and that’s what they are all about.

The two men back way from each other slowly, the blazing' glare of the champion tries to burn a hole in the fur of the challenger but his met with his wolfish grin and piercing gaze. Irvine slowly walks to the center of the ring as he smacks his hands together slowly raising his left hand up into the air, his fingers slandering in the air, challenging the champion.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
What a cocky son of a bit...

TIM FLOSS:
Darn right Al. Irvine maybe the "muscle" of the group but to challenge a left handed man with your non-dominate hand...that’s just stupid.

Cutlass wastes no time and the two men lock up in a classic test of strength, both men's upper and lower bodies vying for control over the other person. Irvine slowly gains control and starts to force Cutlass down to one knee. Both men's heads are as red as Christmas lights, Cutlass' head shaking to and fro as he bellows in pain. With a sudden roar the King of Lion's Road forces himself to his feet and raises his arms above his head, using his height advantage to get momentary control over Irvine...driving him down to one knee as he screams out in pain. Quickly Cutlass switches his hands from and over to under position which causes Irvine to pop up to his feet and quickly flip both their hands back over and power is way back into control. The two men's chest slam against one another as their arms outstretch parallel to the ring. This time Irvine wastes no time in taking a step back, causing Cutlass to fall forward allowing Irvine to lower his arms down and bend Cutlass' wrists back. The moment Cutlass falls to a knee Irvine releases his grip and hits Cutlass with a hard push kick to the chest that sends him rolling to the other side of the ring. But being the champion that he is Cutlass rolls out of it to his feet shakes his hands out.

The camera quickly pans to Grace Kazoulis, intently focused on their test of strength battle, drinking a protein shake while never allowing her eyes to avert from the match.

TIM FLOSS:
That test of strength seemed to cause both men to cry out for Motrin.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Irvine probably needs round of morphine after that. He's about as old as God's dog in wrestling years.

Both of men have now found themselves in a fighting stance, feeling out one another’s movements as they shuffle toward and feint away from one another. Irvine takes a stab at a jab, Cutlass blocks, Irvine shoots in as Cutlass pivots. Cutlass shoots and Irvine side steps attempting a front kick that Cutlass blocks on his way to his feet. Cutlass comes in with an elbow but Irvine shuffles back and sends a roundhouse kick to his thigh that generates a thunderous smack! The fans applaud as the first strong style move of the night has landed. Cutlass shakes out the leg and gets back to it, starting in on a combination and catches Irvine in the knee with a front kick. Irvine backs off for a moment and stretches out his leg.

TIM FLOSS:
These two are feeling each other out like true tacticians, aren’t they, Al?

ALBERT MORDECAI:
They know each other so well that each of them knows the other’s weaknesses and are defending against it.

Irvine shoots in on Cutlass and for a moment gets caught in a guillotine choke, but soon slithers out of it and takes the Blazin’ King down to the ground. Cutlass has him in the full guard with his legs wrapped around Irvine’s waist. He is maneuvering for a triangle choke hold or going for an armbar but Irvine is defending it well. Irvine tries breaking it up with a succession of punches but Cutlass catches one of the arms and locks in a triangle chokehold!

TIM FLOSS:
He’s got him in the hold, Al! This match could be over before it begins!

Cutlass is on his back with the triangle chokehold locked in while Irvine gathers himself up to his feet. He tries to pull away but Cutlass has the hold locked in. The fans begin howling like wolves in support of the Wolf! He spreads his feet apart and begins to lift up Cutlass who still has the triangle choke locked on and he drops him down with slam to the mat with a modified powerbomb that breaks the hold!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
What strength from Irvine!

Irvine goes in for a quick pin.

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2-NO! Cutlass kicks out.

Irvine gets Cutlass up to his feet and puts him in a headlock, wrenching on the neck of the Blazin’ King. Cutlass attempts to toss him away but Irvine has the hold locked in tight like a vice. Cutlass wraps him around the waist, trying to reverse the move into a backdrop hold, but Irvine let’s go! He wags his finger and taps two fingers on his temple.

TIM FLOSS:
Irvine must’ve seen Cutlass pull that trick about a hundred times. He’s not gonna let himself get caught by that one.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
I told you that these guys know each other like the backs of their hands!

Cutlass fakes a front kick, Irvine goes down to block, but Cutlass transitions it into a roundhouse kick in the head! Irvine backs up into the corner a bit groggy as Cutlass follows him and hits him with a few punches with his gloved hands! Irvine drops down until he is sitting in the corner and Cutlass places his foot on his face and begins raking across Irvine’s cheek repeatedly! The referee begins counting and gets between the two men, pulling Cutlass away.

TIM FLOSS:
These two will do anything to win this match. You can see it in their faces.

Irvine gets up to his feet, his face reddened from Cutlass’ boot. Irvine fakes for a shoot but then comes up quickly and nails Cutlass with a headbutt! Cutlass’ head whips back in pain as Irvine kicks him in the gut and then throws him over his head with a belly-to-belly suplex! Cutlass gets up and runs right into another belly-to-belly suplex! Cutlass jumps right back up and goes for the LARIAT-BUT WAIT! Irvine ducks it and nails a SAMBO SUPLEX! Cutlass is down and rolls to the outside of the ring where he lies in a clump on the ground.

TIM FLOSS:
Alexander Irvine is showing his strength here tonight.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
You can tell he wants this one bad. Not only does he have to avenge the loss to Matt Pulver earlier this month but he lost the last one to Cutlass.

Irvine goes to the outside and lands a few stomps to Cutlass’ back as he tries to get up. The Wolf reaches down and lifts the champion to his feet and walks him over to the apron and slams his head down into the edge of the canvas. Julian pops back up and stumbles about before Irvine gets ahold of him again and whips him towards the guard rail, Cutlass turning before he hits it and slams his spine against it. Irvine backs away for a moment and runs at Cutlass, hitting him with a LARIAT! Cutlass finally goes down as the referee counts the two of them on the outside!

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Irvine lets out a howl to appeal to the crowd and sets up again, this time behind Cutlass. He begins smacking his leg as his smirk starts to crescendo across his face.

TIM FLOSS:
Is he going to try to use the Blazin’ Kick on Julian Cutlass?!?!

Cutlass gets up to his feet, unaware that Irvine is behind him. Irvine runs at him, he gets the leg up, but Cutlass dodges and the foot goes past his head and Cutlass catches him! He’s got Irvine in position and throws him over his head with a CAPTURED SUPLEX INTO THE RINGPOST!! The ringpost sounds like a gong as Irvine falls down into a heap with a thud with Cutlass slowly getting to his feet.

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TIM FLOSS:
Oh my Gawd! That was disgusting! I am sick to my stomach!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Irvine tried to get greedy there and he paid a heavy price!

Cutlass rolls back in and then out as the referee restarts the count. He walks over to Irvine and begins to lift him off of the mat, palm striking him right back to the ground. Irvine slowly rolls to all fours and tries to get to his feet but Cutlass runs from behind him and bulldogs him into the ground.

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Cutlass springs right back up to his feet and grabs Irvine lifting him back up to his feet as well. Cutlass palm strikes Irvine across the chest, followed by Irvine with a chop, Cutlass with the palm strike, Irvine with the chop, palm strike, chop, palm, chop, chop, palm, finally Cutlass gets tried of it all and whips Irvine into the stairs and ring post on the outside causing Irvine to slowly slither down till he is half hanging off the stairs...AND CUTLASS DRIVES HIS KNEE INTO IRVINE'S FACE! Sending his thoughts bouncing between Julian's knee and the steel steps.

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Irvine's body slowly hits the ground as Cutlass enters the ring. Irvine begins straggling up to his feet.

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A hand grabs a hold of the apron…

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Irvine launches himself back onto the apron and rolls inside! The fans applaud his Herculean effort. Cutlass walks forward and kicks Irvine onto his back. He kicks him on the side of the head and Irvine covers up! Cutlass stalks him. Irvine gets up to a knee while Cutlass bounces against the ropes and hits him with a LARIAT!! Irvine wobbles but HE STAYS ON HIS FEET! Cutlass bounces against the ropes again and hits a SECOND LARIAT! Irvine is STILL STANDING! He roars with aggression! Cutlass bounces against the ropes again and goes for a THIRD LARIAT! WAIT!! IRVINE hits him with an elbow smash that nearly jacks up Cutlass’ mouthguard! Irvine kicks him in the gut and puts him down with an Evenflow DDT!! Irvine hooks the leg!

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NO!! Cutlass gets the shoulder up!

BURTON FASK:
Thirty minutes remaining!

TIM FLOSS:
I'm glad we have this extended time limit, Al. These guys are gonna need it!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
I love it! Both of these guys are on the warpath!

Irvine sits up like the grim reaper as Cutlass lays on the mat. He gets to his feet and drops back down immediately with and elbow to the head. Irvine gets back to his feet and drops right back down with another elbow to the head. One more time and their comes the last elbow to the head before Irvine gets back to his feet and pauses for the audience to mix boos and cheers. Irvine picks up Cutlass and throws him into the corner with an Irish Whip! Cutlass’ chest rests against the turnbuckle as Irvine goes to the outside and begins climbing the turnbuckle from the apron, bringing Cutlass with him.

TIM FLOSS:
This is high-risk for Irvine..

Irvine lifts up Cutlass into a suplex and holds him there while he stands on the top rope! What balance! The fans are going nuts as Irvine holds him there standing on the top turnbuckle. He DROPS CUTLASS WITH A BRAINBUSTER FROM THE TOP ROPE ONTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! Irvine hits the top rope on his way down and his whiplashed into the mat as Cutlass’ head bounces off of the turnbuckle and he is sent flailing to the outside of the ring, hitting the apron before his feet getting tangled in the ropes, preventing him from hitting the floor and leaving him hanging like a rag doll! The entire Lion’s Road section can be seen wincing in pain, perhaps the only members of the audience who can truly understand what that must feel like.

TIM FLOSS:
Jesus Christ! Oh my Gawd! Oh my Gawd!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
I’ve never seen that before in my life!

Irvine goes to the outside and reaches under the apron of the ring as Cutlass dangles with his foot caught between two tangled ropes. He pulls out a table and sets it up and then moves to the apron, kicking Cutlass in the gut until he falls on the apron and smartly rolls back into the ring. Irvine reenters the ring, picking up Cutlass and then dropping him with a HALF-NELSON SUPLEX! Irvine goes for the pin!

1…

2…

NO! Cutlass kicks out.

Irvine gets Cutlass up again and runs him against the ropes. Irvine ducks his head to attempt to throw Cutlass over his shoulder for a back-body drop to the outside onto the table, but Cutlass stops and picks him up. He spins around to the center of the ring for a POWERBOMB and then sits forward with an ALLIGATOR CLUTCH!

1…

2…

NO!! Irvine squirms out.

TIM FLOSS:
Hey, that’s one of Matt Pulver’s moves!

Cutlass points over at Pulver who is in the audience. Both men smirk at one another. Cutlass wastes no time as he drags Irvine into the center of the ring and locks in a NAGATA LOCK III!!!!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
This is exactly how Cutlass defeated Eddie Jones in this city nearly ten years ago!

With the hold locked in, Irvine has nowhere to go. The referee is kneeling asking him if he wants to quit but he shakes his and repeatedly declines. Cutlass wrenches the hold tighter and roars as he contorts Irvine’s body.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
As long as Alexander Irvine can stay conscious, the match will continue! If he passes out this thing is over!

Cutlass keeps the hold on as Irvine keeps his head up to avoid a referee stoppage. The fans are smacking the backs of the chairs and stomping almost as if to help keep him awake. Cutlass wrenches the hold again, but this time loses his grip and falls onto his back! He rolls Irvine onto his back and attempts a pin.

1…

2…

NO!! Irvine gets the shoulder up.

Cutlass gets Irvine up to his feet and sends a chop across the chest! Irvine responds with a chop! Cutlass chops Irvine! Irvine chops Cutlass! These two are going back and forth, their chests are bruised from the repeated iterations. Hammerstein in his ringside seat has a big smile on his face and the camera shows him saying “Damn, son!” to James Edwards.

BURTON FASK
Ten minutes remaining!

TIM FLOSS:
Folks, we are not only ten minutes away from the end of the match, but we are ten minutes away until the New Year! Hold onto your seats!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
These two are holding nothing back! I can’t believe it!

Irvine lands another chop! Cutlass moans but can’t respond, and Irvine hits another chop! Chop! Chop! Chop! Chop-REVERSAL!! Cutlass jumps up and avoids it by hitting Irvine with an enzuigiri! Irvine is stunned and Cutlass snatches him up for a DANGEROUS high angle backdrop hold!! He bridges for the pin!

1…

2…

NO!! Irvine kicks out.

Cutlass smacks the mat and puts his hands on his hips, the frustration evident on his face. He picks up Irvine and sends him into the ropes and lifts him onto his shoulder, he begins spinning around and nails the tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! The Flying Cyprus! He backs up and waits for Irvine to get to his feet.

TIM FLOSS:
That’s a perfect setup there for the Blazin’ Kick, folks! Cutlass is gonna try and end this thing!

Cutlass runs toward Irvine – BLAZIN’ KICK! Irvine staggers backward into the ropes, groggy and nearly unconsciousness. Cutlass runs at him again – a second BLAZIN’ KICK! Irvine totters around aimlessly in circles like a one-winged duck. Cutlass runs against the ropes and from behind nails a THIRD BLAZIN’ KICK! Irvine drops to one knee! The crowd is on their feet going crazy, they can sense the escalating tension in the room! Pulver, Hammerstein, and the rest of the Lion’s Road section are on their feet looking onward with anticipation. Back in the ring, Cutlass bounces against the ropes toward Irvine, he springboards off of Irvine’s knee – SHININ’ BLAZIN’ KICK!!!!!!! Irvine goes down. Cutlass throws an arm over his chest for the cover.

1…

2…

3-FOOT ON THE ROPES!!!!!

Julian Cutlass cannot believe his eyes and neither can the crowd. Chants of HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! bellow throughout the arena. Cutlass lays some kicks into Irvine’s side as he strains to get the Wolf up to his feet. He locks on a SLEEPER HOLD!! Irvine is still on his feet but appears to have lost consciousness! He cannot speak so the ref lifts an arm.

1… the arm falls…

2… the arm falls…

3… the arm falls-HOLD ON FOLKS! IRVINE RAISES A CLINCHED FIST!

Cutlass breaks the hold and bounces against the ropes going for the LARIAT but Irvine hits Cutlass’ arm with a BATTLE CRY!! Cutlass grips his elbow in pain, bending over, and Irvine snatches him up in suplex position and hooks the leg, tossing him for the FLAWLESS PLEX!!!! He bridges for the pin.

1…

2…

3-NO!!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
Fantastic reversal from Alexander Irvine!

Irvine bounces against the ropes and waits for Cutlass to get up and he nails him with the BATTLE CRY!! Cutlass wobbles around but remains on his feet. Irvine scoops him up and puts him in a torture rack – it’s the AWAKENING!! Irvine wrenches Cutlass’ body along his shoulders numerous times. The referee asks Cutlass if he’s willing to give but he emphatically shakes his head. Irvine pauses stretching him out as the fans rise to their feet waiting the next move. He falls, dropping Cutlass on his head with a BURNING HAMMER!!! Cutlass lands on his stomach with a deafening thud.

TIM FLOSS:
Lord in Heaven!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
That’s got to be lights out, right?!?

Irvine rolls over Cutlass for the pin.

1…

2…

3-NO!!

Irvine doesn’t even bother to be exasperated but immediately locks on an anaconda sleeper-THE MAELSTROM!!

TIM FLOSS:
Folks, this is the same move that Irvine used to defeat Cutlass in the semifinals of the Maple Leaf Wrestling Association World Heavyweight Title tournament nearly ten years ago! Is history repeating itself??

Cutlass squirms around and just barely manages to get a foot on the ropes! Irvine saunters up to his feet and locks him again in the suplex position and hooks the leg. FLAWLESS PLEX! BUT WAIT! Irvine rolls over to his side, he has the move still locked in place and gets Cutlass back onto one leg! A SECOND FLAWLESS PLEX! He turns him over again and gets him back up for one more – A THIRD FLAWLESS PLEX!!! HE ROLLS OVER AGAIN AND GETS HIM UP! A FOURTH FLAWLESS PLEX!!!! HE BRIDGES FOR THE PIN!!

1…

2…

3!!

WAIT!!!! The referee looks over as his hand hovers a hair’s breadth above the mat! FOOT ON THE ROPES!!!

The two men lie exasperated on the mat.

BURTON FASK:
One minute remaining!

Cutlass and Irvine are drunk on powerful strikes and deadly suplexes, but the PA announcer’s warning gives them the motivation to continue. The two of them scramble up groggily. Irvine runs against the ropes and goes for a BATTLE CRY! BUT HOLD ON! Cutlass ducks and locks Irvine into a BACKSLIDE PIN!!

1…

2…

3-NO!! Irvine rolls out of it and as Cutlass sits him up and hits him with Kenshin Takamura’s TIGER STRIKE BUZZSAW KICK!

TIM FLOSS:
Alexander Irvine just stole a move from a man he put out of commission months ago!

Irvine hooks the leg for the pin!!!

1…

2…

3-WAIT! CUTLASS ROLLS HIM OVER INTO A CRUCIFIX PIN!!!!!

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2…

3-KICKOUT!!!!

BURTON FASK:
Thirty seconds remaining!

TIM FLOSS:
Thirty seconds til the New Year!

Cutlass and Irvine charge at each other. Cutlass for the BLAZIN’ KICK-IRVINE SIDESTEPS! Irvine comes back around for the Battle Cry-CUTLASS DUCKS and he pivots on a dime! BUT IRVINE ALSO PIVOTS AND HITS THE BATTLE CRY!!!! Cutlass fishtails and before going down hits a FALLING BLAZIN’ KICK THAT KNOCKS IRVINE AWAY FROM FALLING ATOP OF HIM!!!

BURTON FASK:
Ten seconds remaining!

The two men fall next to each other in the center of the ring as the words leave the lips of the PA announcer. The referee holds up his hands for the ten count to see WHO WILL STAND UP TO THEIR FEET while the fans countdown SIMULTANEOUSLY to the END OF THE MATCH AND THE END OF 2016!!

10…

9…

8…

7…

Irvine begins stirring as he gets on his hands and knees but ultimately collapses into rubble, his face eats the mat!

TIM FLOSS:
Irvine’s out! Can Cutlass get up?!?!?!?

6…

5…

4…

Cutlass raises himself up. The fans are roaring and going crazy!

3…

He gets up to one knee. All he has to do is lift up the last knee!

2…

1…

CUTLASS FALLS OVER ONTO HIS BACK SPRAWLED OUT ON THE MAT PASSED OUT COLD!!! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!!! THE BELL SOUNDS!!!!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BURTON FASK:
Ladies and gentlemen, as a result of time limit expiration of 60 minutes this match is declared a DRAW!

The medical staff and trainers rush into the ring. The Lion’s Road section shows the wrestlers standing with their arms crossed as they look onward at the two men. The fans are going absolutely nuts.

TIM FLOSS:
What an incredible match here tonight! I’ve never seen anything like it! Happy New Year, Al!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
What an incredible All-Ontario Heavyweight Championship! Sixty minutes of pure wrestling and absolute demolition from those two! Cutlass may retain the All-Ontario Heavyweight Championship, but you have to give it up to Alexander Irvine! Cutlass could not put him down! Welcome to 2017, everyone!

Cutlass and Irvine are helped to their feet by the trainers. Francine Shields and Stacy Watts have entered the ring and looked on with concern as the two men are swarmed by staff with ice packs. The two men are both basically waterfalls of sweat at this point. Lucy Sanders in her dress holds the All-Ontario Championship for Cutlass, but he pushes her away for a moment as Cutlass and Irvine shake hands and exchange a big bearhug! The fans cheer and clap! BLACK LION’S ROAD! BLACK LION’S ROAD! BLACK LION’S ROAD!

TIM FLOSS:
What incredible sportsmanship.

ALBERT MORDECAI:
This is what it’s all about – right here! Two competitors pushing each other to the max and recognizing their mutual capabilities. Pro-wrestling is the strongest form of sport!

Cutlass takes the All-Ontario title from Lucy and holds it into the air! The fans continue to clap and chant! Cutlass and Irvine are exhausted, the fans are exhausted, this is the kind of moment that we all love in pro-wrestling! Hearts are warm knowing that this is the kind of performance and sportsmanship that renews one’s faith in pro-wrestling. "Auld Lang Syne" is played on the speakers and sung by all.

OH NO…

WAIT JUST A MINUTE!!!

In a mad dash to the ring and sliding under the bottom rope we see the DARK TIDE!!! Kraken levels Cutlass from behind with a lariat as the All-Ontario title belt goes spilling across the ring! Leviathan spears Irvine into the turnbuckle!

TIM FLOSS:
NO! NO! NO! My Gawd! Have they no shame! Damn them! Damn them to Hell!

Kraken has Cutlass by the throat. He lifts him up and CHOKESLAMS HIM OUT OF THE RING ONTO THE TABLE SET UP EARLIER BY IRVINE! CUTLASS SMASHES THROUGH THE TABLE!!! He lies unconscious like a fallen king among the timber. Leviathan is still in the ring. He lifts Irvine for a powerbomb, he runs forward and POWERBOMBS IRVINE OUTSIDE OF THE RING ONTO JULIAN CUTLASS!

ALBERT MORDECAI:
These two monsters have no remorse! No remorse whatsoever!

TIM FLOSS:
Folks we are out of time! These monsters have no shame! I’m so sorry! This is despicable! This is not over! It can’t end like this!

The Dark Tide hold their hands up in the ring as the fans boo and throw their fountain drinks and hot dog containers at the two monsters. The scene closes out on the scene of Julian Cutlass and Alexander Irvine laying in collective, crumpled, unconscious heap of blood and sweat.

Last Edit: Dec 31, 2016 22:04:43 GMT -5 by Black Lion's Road

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