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Post by Office on Feb 14, 2017 22:33:15 GMT -5
Becky Chande opens the show backstage. She is flanked by a smirking Ben Chrenshaw, rubbing his hands. Kraken, staring menacingly while grunting every now and then. AJ Knight, looking anxious to speak. Eli Buchanan is there, but looks a bit bothered...
BECKY CHANDE:
I am here with Tiger Mask Red's Army.Buchanan glares at her.
BECKY CHANDE:
Or the Red Army, rather. Tonight, the three of you are in action and I think you'd all agree that you've been on a roll recently... a roll which includes a big victory in a trios match alongside El Hijo de Pollo where Ben Chrenshaw finally managed to score a victory albeit a controversial one over Hammerstein.Chrenshaw chuckles. BECKY CHANDE:
Equally controversial was AJ Knight's win over Kenshin Takamura... you didn't seem too happy with that victory. Do you mind telling us what happened?Knight looks at his stablemates, then addresses the question. AJ KNIGHT:
Simply put... I thought the referee stopped the match way too soon. With that being said, I think anyone who has the audacity to claim that I was 'handed' a win by Darnell Cane clearly didn't pay any attention to the match at all. Regardless of the stoppage, it's still very clear to me that serious damage was done. I hurt his shoulder very badly and I can see where Darnell Cane was coming from when he stopped it when he did. He's seen first hand how an injury can affect a fighter. Namely one Elijah Buchanan - one of the most promising young men the world has ever seen in the wrestling ring and his career was ended prematurely because of a late stoppage. It was because of a referee's incompetence that our leader cannot lead by example inside the ring. If not for that referee, Eli might have been the King of the Lions. For that reason, Kenshin Takamura should thank Darnell Cane for stopping it when he did and allow him a bit more time in that hall of fame career. BECKY CHANDE:
Okay... so what about what happened after the match? You seemed very upset about the attack on Kenshin. What were your objections based upon, is everything fine in the Red Army?AJ KNIGHT:
Is everything fine...? Guys?Knight turns to Chrenshaw and Kraken, who each give him a very different kind of snarl. AJ KNIGHT:
Sometimes in this sport, you have disagreements with even your closest allies. As with any job, sometimes your boss asks you to do things that you really don't want to. You're familiar with that, aren't you?A pointed look from Chande, Knight looks offended. AJ KNIGHT:
Ouch. Anyway, the Red Army is all good. When Kenshin Takamura gets off the shelf again... he can come get his rematch.BECKY CHANDE:
Tonight, you face off with Rob Draven - a man who was highly critical of what happened last week. He has made some very pointed remarks in regards to what 'will' happen should there by any shenanigans surrounding the match. Do you care to respond to that?AJ KNIGHT:
Yeah, listen Rob, you're good that I know that and that you do too but here's the thing: I don't NEED any help to beat you. I didn't NEED help to beat Kenshin last week, but this time I'm going to prove it dead up no questions asked. What happened last week was a rookie mistake by Darnell Cane. We've all made mistakes, Rob - you used to be a referee so you should know better than anyone! Mistakes happen, it's the nature of the beast.
BECKY CHANDE:
You recently reiterated your intention to become the Iron Champion... is there any special preparations you've been making should you get that shot?AJ KNIGHT:
As a matter of fact, yes, Eli has sent me a new MASTER. One who will keep me on schedule.Knight chuckles at his Darth Sidious impression and looks at Ben, who scowls at him. BECKY CHANDE:
Oh? Eli? Is this what you meant about wanting AJ to achieve his true potential? And to add to that, I have to ask what your plans are for taking the Red Army to the top?
ELI BUCHANAN:
Iron sharpens iron, Becky. No pun intended. You see, I've made it no secret that I see a lot of myself in Mr. Knight here... and when you're moulding a piece of metal into a Samurai sword, that metal needs to be tempered. What the Crippler is doing is nothing that a great blacksmith wouldn't do. He is shaping AJ Knight into the killing machine that he destined to become so that he can bring the Iron Championship to the Red Army. As for what my plans are... well, that's easy. Professional wrestling is an influential business and sport. Championships yield power because they give you more money, more money gives you more influence. You and I stand before three future champions, each of the men are at peak physical condition and tonight... Lion's Road and Lake Erie will be put on notice.Buchanan leaves, prompting everyone to follow him. Chande stops Chrenshaw. BECKY CHANDE:
Anything to add?Chrenshaw pulls the mic up to his mouth and takes a deep breath. He smirks before exiting, backing away to keep his eyes on her. BECKY CHANDE:
Very outspoken...
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Post by Office on Feb 14, 2017 22:33:18 GMT -5
We return from break to see Ben Chrenshaw dropkick Kris Slade in the knee, sending him crashing down to the mat face first. Eli Buchanan applauds his client as Chrenshaw gets to his feet and smirks, the Crippler then yanks Slade up by the hair drawing a warning from referee Buster Powell! Chrenshaw pulls him into a front chancery and then snaps off a quick suplex! Slade sits up, arching his back in pain and the Assassin wastes no time at all getting back to his feet. He slaps Slade in the head and yanks him up into a front chancery again before throwing him into the corner turnbuckles. Chrenshaw drives consecutive knees into his opponent's midsection, then pulls Slade's head down and cracks him with a knee that sends him reeling back into the corner. Chrenshaw pulls him out, whips him into the ropes... LEG LARIAT ON THE RETURN!
SAM HEWITT:
Ben Chrenshaw's leg lariat sends Kris Slade down to the mat! Beautiful, crisply executed move! CHAD GOMEZ:
Why wouldn't it be? He's Ben Chrenshaw!Slade doesn't stay down for long, fighting back to his feet but Chrenshaw stays out of his line of sight... Slade doesn't get a chance to turn around because Chrenshaw leg kicks him and sends him down to the mat in a hurry! Buchanan calls for the finish, Chrenshaw slices his thumb across his throat with a smile and clamps on the single leg crab - the Wrinkle in Time... and it's only a matter of time, seconds even before Slade slaps the mat in submission! Buchanan gets into the ring and shoos Powell away, choosing to raise his client's arm in victory! SAM HEWITT:
Eli Buchanan promised a clean sweep for his Red Army tonight and they're off to a good start.
CHAD GOMEZ:
Yeah, but watch AJ Knight screw it all up!SAM HEWITT:
Fans, I understand we've got to head to a commercial break but when we come back... Becky Chande is standing by backstage with the new Heritage Champion!CHAD GOMEZ:
Been a long, long time since we've been able to say that!
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Post by Office on Feb 14, 2017 22:33:26 GMT -5
Cut backstage to where La Cucaracha sits atop a catering table, the Heritage title sitting on one side of her and a plate of chicken fingers on the other. As she chows down, Becky Chande approaches. BECKY CHANDE:
Hey 'Racha!LA CUCARACHA:
Sup?
BECKY CHANDE:
Last week you achieved what many people are calling the biggest upset in Lion’s Road history. You beat Corey Cruelty to win the first ever Heritage Cup. Congratulations, by the way.
LA CUCARACHA:
Thanks.
BECKY CHANDE:
And on top of that, you managed to unseat Corey Cruelty as the Heritage Champion, after he made six successful defenses and held the title for 197 days.LA CUCARACHA:
Tough act to follow.
BECKY CHANDE:
Given the ups-and-downs of your own career in Lion’s Road, how do you expect your title reign to measure up to the historic example set by your predecessor?LA CUCARACHA:
I mean, when you put it that way, it's a ton of pressure. Personally, I think Corey’s the best wrestler here, and I’m not saying that because I managed to beat him. He’s got my number 99 times out of 100. The Heritage Cup Finals just happened to be the one. I’m happy about winning and happy about being the Heritage Champion, but the idea of living up to Corey’s title reign is a little overwhelming. So I'm gonna take this one match at a time.
BECKY CHANDE:
Is there anyone in particular you’d like to face in your first title defense?LA CUCARACHA:
Screw playing favorites. I’m more than happy to face whoever earns a shot. If I want to break Corey's record, I gotta get to defending this belt.BECKY CHANDE:
Do you actually think that’s going to happen?
LA CUCARACHA:
For the sake of being unreasonably optimistic, I’m gonna say yes.
BECKY CHANDE:
You probably just jinxed yourself.LA CUCARACHA:
Probably. Goddammit.Cucaracha takes another chicken finger, prompting Chande to follow suit and the two cheers before chowing down. - COMMERCIAL BREAK -
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Post by Office on Feb 14, 2017 22:33:29 GMT -5
JAKE AARONS:
Your referee for this bout is Robbie Morris!Morris calls for the bell and Knight doesn't hesitate, jumping right into a collar and elbow tie-up with Rob Draven. Same height, but Draven holds a twenty five pound weight advantage and a vast experience edge over Knight. Draven quickly grabs a side headlock and hip tosses Knight up and over, down to the mat! Draven backs off as Eli Buchanan yells at Knight, telling him to do better than that! Knight grabs the ropes and pulls himself to his feet, ready to go again. A second lock-up ends the same way as the first with Rob Draven in full control as he clamps on a side headlock. Knight drops to a knee to prevent being hip tossed again, then pops back up and rushes Draven into the ropes. He shoots the Corpse off and drops down, Draven jumps over him and rebounds off the ropes... Knight goes to get up, but drops down again... Draven hits the ropes and Knight pops up... SCOOP SLAM! Draven lands hard on the mat and rolls under the bottom rope, so that Knight can't get a jump on him during this moment of vulnerability. SAM HEWITT:
There's the experience edge that Draven holds over Knight coming into play - rolling underneath the bottom rope to give himself time to recover.CHAD GOMEZ:
Honestly, it's the smart thing to do no matter the situation, but let's face it, Rob Draven is coming back from a long layoff and has only had three matches. Two were gimmes and one was against Alexei Smirnov, who was a dangerous competitor but probably isn't going to be winning any endurance awards. AJ Knight is a hot young prospect, he's got great raw ability and is going to be Rob Draven's first true test.Draven gets back up on the apron and climbs back inside the ring, locking up with Knight again. Draven slowly transitions out of the lock-up and arm drags Knight to the mat! He rolls through and keeps the arm lock applied as Knight tries to fight back up to his feet. Draven elbows Knight's arm with his free arm, momentarily distracting him and allowing Draven to drop toe hold Knight to the mat! He lets go of the arm lock as Knight is falling, then clamps on a grounded hammerlock... then stands up and drives his knee into Knight's elbow! He leans over and applies a half nelson to tie up Knight's other arm and rolls him back onto his shoulders... 1... ... 2-KICK OUT! Draven lets go upon the kick out, then grabs Knight as he's getting up and whips him into the ropes. Knight ducks a punch and arm drags Draven to the mat, applying an arm lock of his own! He turns it into a top wrist lock and uses his knee to basketball Draven's head between the knee and Draven's own locked arm. Knight pulls Draven to his feet and transitions from a top wrist lock into an arm wringer but Draven is able to push Knight back into the ropes and grab the top rope to break the hold. Buchanan tells Knight to keep it on and Knight doesn't release until four and gets a stern warning from Morris who tells Knight that he isn't Darnell Cane! Draven takes advantage of this opportunity and Irish whips Knight across the ring, drops down... pops back up as Knight bounces off... SPINEBUSTER! He immediately flips Knight onto his stomach and goes back to the grounded hammerlock! He arches up then drops a knee on Knight's arm... arches up, drops a second knee! Knight slaps his free arm on the mat and pushes himself up off of it, but Draven still has the hammerlock and firm control of the situation. Knight heads toward the ropes and Draven loosens the hold in anticipation, but Knight reverses it into a hammerlock of his own! CHAD GOMEZ:
Hahaha! He duped him! SAM HEWITT:
Very clever thinking from AJ Knight. He made Rob Draven think he was going to grab the ropes and when you're up against known dirtier fighters, you loosen your grip heading into the ropes so you don't get clubbed unexpectedly or what not. I guess Knight sensed this and pulled off a clever counter.The cleverness doesn't keep the hold intact for long as Knight gets reversed back into a hammerlock from Draven. The Corpse tries to apply pressure, but Knight doubles over and spins out... reversing it again! Draven grabs the ropes to end this sequence and Morris calls for the break... Knight releases at four again and slaps Draven in the face! The crowd oohs as Draven winces and shakes his head. Knight grabs him in a side headlock and immediately takes him down to the mat! Shoulders down! 1... ... 2... Draven gets his shoulder up and immediately hooks the leg, cradling Knight into a cover of his own! 1... ... 2... KICK OUT! Both men get up and Draven catches Knight with a quick kick to the gut, doubling him over... Draven pushes him into the ropes and grabs him by the wrist, Irish whipping him... but Knight hangs on and reserves it mid-stride. He drops down as Draven leaps over top. Knight gets half way up and drops down again... making Draven leap over him at the last second. Draven hits the ropes and Knight pops up, mistiming and the two bonk heads and go down! Knight is the first to stir, grabbing the ropes... Draven rolls onto his side and both men pull their way back to their feet. Draven tries to close the distance between the two men... but Knight catches him with a superkick! Draven teeters over and falls to the mat! Knight drops to the mat and crawls over... he makes the cover! 1... ... 2... ... KICK OUT! Knight questions the call, but Morris shoves the two fingers in his face! Knight swats them away as Draven rolls onto his side and begins pulling himself up to his feet. Knight argues with Morris some more then turns around to confront Draven. The Corpse punches him in the gut and headbutts him as he doubles over! Draven applies a full nelson... DRAGON SUPLEX! The Slaughterhouse gets completed as Draven bridges! 1... ... 2... ... Knight kicks out, driving his heel into Draven's torso to break his bridge! Both men break free of each other and scramble to their feet. Knight grabs Draven and sends him into the ropes... he doubles over, but Draven stops and grabs him a front chancery! He suplexes him up... tries to twist him into the stunner but Knight clamps on an inverted facelock and suplexes Draven to the mat! He rolls Draven onto his back and drapes an arm across... 1... ... 2... Draven kicks out! Knight gets up and reaches down to pull Draven up, who shoves him back! Knight crunches Robbie Morris in the corner! Knight turns around and looks at Eli Buchanan, who shouts "YOU DID IT AGAIN!" and Knight shakes his head, yelling "I DIDN'T DO IT THE FIRST TIME!" before Draven attacks him! Morris starts to pull himself back up in the corner as Draven delivers an Exploder suplex and heads up top. With Knight down, Draven steadies himself on the top rope... Eli Buchanan leaps up onto the apron, briefcase in hand and cracks Draven! Draven falls off the top rope and to the floor! Buchanan chucks the briefcase down and hurriedly attends to Robbie Morris, yelling for him to get up on his feet! Morris gets up and sees Draven down on the outside and Knight down on the inside, Buchanan pounds the mat trying to get Knight back on his feet. The ten count going for both men reaches five as Knight finally rolls onto his side, he hears the count and starts pulling himself up. Six... seven.... Knight gets to his knees and lunges for the ropes, then steadies himself as he tries to see what's going on... nine... ten! Morris raises Knight's hand in victory, but the young lion is very confused... Buchanan gets in the ring and slaps him on the chest in celebration before raising his hand himself. Knight smiles before falling to a knee. SAM HEWITT:
Rob Draven promised payback if the Red Army tried any dirty tactics against him and they not only did it, they cost him the match by doing it!
CHAD GOMEZ:
What do you mean, "they"? AJ Knight had no idea what was going on.
SAM HEWITT:
You tell that to Rob Draven!
CHAD GOMEZ:
Nah, I'm good.Buchanan exits the ring, retrieving his briefcase from the floor. Knight asks him how it got over there and Buchanan nonchalantly replies, "I got excited seeing you about to actually win a match!" which clearly aggravates Knight, but he takes it anyway. Draven pulls himself up over the apron and glares at Buchanan and Knight as they make their exit. - COMMERCIAL BREAK -
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Post by Office on Feb 14, 2017 22:33:33 GMT -5
LION'S ROAD ON TOUR
2/23 in Toledo, Ohio
3/2 in Sandusky, Ohio
3/9 in Cleveland, Ohio
3/16 in Erie, Pennsylvania
3/23 in Buffalo, New York
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Post by Office on Feb 14, 2017 22:33:37 GMT -5
MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Greetings fans and welcome to the strength competition between Kraken and Grace Kazoulis!Kazoulis nods and waves to the fans while Kraken slams his hands together. Eli Buchanan is the only one applauding Kraken.
MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Three men have graciously volunteered to be apart of this.
SAM HEWITT:
Three men, three different sizes.CHAD GOMEZ:
I'll say.
MANDEVILLE NELSON:
We have Brad, who weighs in at two hundred and fifty pounds. We have Cody, who weighs in at three hundred and fifty pounds and Corbin, a four hundred and fifty pounder. Each of you will be given a chance to body slam our three volunteers. We will have a coin flip to decide who will go first.Nelson flips the coin, Kraken tells him he wants heads... and it lands on heads! MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Kraken, you selected heads. You're up first... Brad, step up please.Brad, the two hundred and fifty pounder steps up and Kraken body slams him with ease. MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Okay, Grace, it's your turn.Kazoulis lets Brad get up back up and asks him if he's ready, he nods and she too picks him up and body slams him with ease. MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Wonderful! Thank you, Brad. Cody, come on up.Cody enters the ring, all three hundred and fifty pounds of him. Kraken grabs him before he's ready and slams him down with force! MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Oh my!Cody gets up slow as Kraken taunts Grace. Sheracles brushes past him and waits for Cody to recompose himself... and then grabs him, hoists him up and slams him down! The crowd pops as Kazoulis slams the big man! She turns to Kraken and does a taunt of her own! MANDEVILLE NELSON:
OK! Third and final round between Kazoulis and Kraken! Cody, thank you for your participation! Corbin, come on in.Corbin climbs into the ring. He stands about 6'2" and weighs four hundred and fifty pounds - the same weight as Kraken. Kraken steps forward and grabs him before he's even ready, a thunderous body slam! Kraken laughs as he turns toward Grace. MANDEVILLE NELSON:
What a slam! OK, Grace... let's go.Kazoulis slaps her hands together, ready for the challenge. She sizes up Corbin, trying to figure out the best way to approach this. She grabs him, slowly picks him up off his feet... and is shaking as she tries to hoist him up for the slam but she's not faltering... slowly, but surely... shaky, shaky, sha-- SHE MIGHT DO IT! Buchanan slides halfway into the ring and swings his briefcase into the back of her knee! Corbin comes down on top of her! Kraken grabs Corbin and chucks him out of the ring before bouncing off the ropes and splashing Kazoulis! Buchanan gets in and counts 1-2-3 before getting up and raising Kraken's arm. Buchanan holds up three fingers, but has to get out of dodge as Jan van der Roost and La Cucaracha come to Grace's aid. Kraken wants to stay and fight, but Buchanan talks him out of it as we head to commercial. - COMMERCIAL BREAK -
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Post by Office on Feb 14, 2017 22:33:41 GMT -5
As the crowd waits for the next match of the night, 'Darkness Surrounding' by Avenged Sevenfold suddenly begins to blare through the speakers, bringing a surprised cheer from the crowd. As he walks out however, the recently dethroned Heritage Champion does not seem in the mood for pleasantries. Proof of this is that he does not pause for any of his usual entrance theatrics, instead opting to walk down the aisle without much fanfare. His attire is also a little different, with the youngster eschewing his usual duster jacket in favour of a more commonplace ensemble of sleeveless Slayer shirt and frayed skinny jeans. As he collects a microphone from a nearby stage hand, a third notable difference becomes apparent to viewers and announcers alike. SAM HEWITT:
Our young prodigy, Corey Cruelty, coming out here to address the fans... but where is his young lady?CHAD GOMEZ:
That's gold diggers for ya, Sam. You lose the gold, you lose the girl. Simple.
SAM HEWITT:
Maybe she just couldn't make the trip...?CHAD GOMEZ:
Yeah, you keep telling yourself that, big guy.As the two announcers ponder on the whereabouts of Kassie Dark, her boyfriend has entered the ring. As he takes to the center of the squared circle, he pushes his distinctive bangs away from his eyes to look up at the crowd, who have not relented in their reaction: 'CO-REY! CO-REY! CO-REY!'A smirk broaches the defeated Champion's lips, as he holds out a hand to sweep the arena stands.
COREY CRUELTY:
This. This was all I ever wanted. To hear my name chanted.As if on cue, the crowd's volume intensifies, the chanting of the former champion's name becoming deafening. Corey maintains his gaze in the stands for a moment longer, his grin growing wider. COREY CRUELTY:
Though I gotta ask...The Champion's grin abruptly dies out. COREY CRUELTY:
...where the FUCK was that for the past seven months?!The snarled curse word makes the crowd halt their chanting, as they hesitantly wait for Cruelty's next few words. They do not have to wait too long.
COREY CRUELTY:
Where the fuck was that when I was turning the Heritage Title from a hot potato into one of the most desirable titles in Lions' Road? Where was that when I was keeping my word and dropping people on their heads and sending them into Oblivion? What, does a guy have to lose to get chants around here? Is that how it works?An expression of false enlightenment crosses Corey's features, as he snaps his fingers theatrically. COREY CRUELTY:
Ohhh...I get it...that's how come Hammerstein gets cheered now!A mixed reaction arises at the mention of the fan favorite, over which Cruelty speaks: COREY CRUELTY:
Shut the fuck up. I'm not gonna shit talk Hammerstein.The crowd clearly do not appreciate getting talked to that way, but even then, the reaction subsides somewhat. A random fan asks him who he thinks he is, Cruelty chuckles. CHAD GOMEZ:
It shows you just how much these fans pay attention - he's the man who defined the Heritage Championship! In the ring, Corey quickly continues:
COREY CRUELTY:
No, I ain't gonna shit talk Hammerstein. I'm gonna shit talk everyone else.The crowd gasps, but Corey does not seem too bothered by the reaction he caused, as he turns to point at the fans: COREY CRUELTY:
Starting with you fickle motherfuckers!Genuine boos this time – the first the former Champion has received in a long while. Surprisingly, however, Corey does not seem bothered by them; instead, he appears to be smiling. When he once again speaks, the reason for this becomes obvious. COREY CRUELTY:
There...see? I proved my point. You assholes were cheering for me a minute ago, and now you're booing. And why? Because I stopped being a loveable try-hard loser, and started telling truths.More boos, which Corey once again shakes off. COREY CRUELTY:
What?! You gonna tell me what I just said wasn't true?! For seven goddamn months, I worked my ass off to make sure that belt meant something. To make sure it wasn't just a piece of tin people threw around every week. For seven goddamn months, I did everything I said I'd do, to everyone I said I'd do it to, every time I got in the ring. And did I get cheered for it? Did I even get my name mentioned in a column in a report? Like hell I did. I just got someone harder thrown at me, so management could have a Champion that looked better in fucking photos. But the second someone gets the best of me? The second I stop being a somebody, and start being a nobody? Suddenly, you motherfuckers want to cheer me.The crowd is once again chanting quite deafeningly by this point, although the words to the chant have changed somewhat:
'AAASS-HOOOOLE! AAAAASS-HOOOLE! AAAAASS-HOOOLE!'Corey chuckles dryly. COREY CRUELTY:
Yeah? Well, fuck you too.Boos almost drown out the chant – but cannot drown out the former Champion's voice. COREY CRUELTY:
Yeah. Fuck you. Fuck you for cheering an overrated piece of shit who took his ball and went home when things stopped going his way. Fuck you for cheering over-the-hill dudes who clock in and out of here every other week, but have their heads somewhere else. And most of all, fuck you for cheering those people, but ignoring the guys and girls who have been putting in work every single week to hold this company together! More boos.
COREY CRUELTY:
Oh, you think I'm full of shit? Well, let me ask you this...how long did it take you to realize Hammerstein existed?A small, somewhat self-conscious cheer erupts. COREY CRUELTY:
And tell me... when was the last time you remembered AJ Knight worked for this company, without him having to remind you?Another slightly embarrassed pop. Corey smirks, nodding his head.
COREY CRUELTY:
See? SEE? I'm not just out here talking trash. You motherfuckers are guilty. You motherfuckers are the reason someone who hasn't won a match since the second Ice Age can feel comfortable talking shit to me on Twitter like it was my first week in the industry. You motherfuckers are the reason someone got away with Alternative Facts, like saying James Edwards was the most dominant Champion in Lions' Road, without getting called out on telling a fucking lie so it's gotta be true, right?!A momentary respite in the jeering concedes Corey a point. He does not, however, so much as acknowledge this fact, instead quickly continuing: COREY CRUELTY:
Yes. You people are the problem. You people aren’t allies. You’re the enemy. You’re the reason guys like AJ Knight felt like they had to stop caring if they wanted to get somewhere. Because it's no use trying to please you. It's no use trying to impress you. You fuckwads are never gonna cheer for us. So all we're doing with that shit is holding ourselves down. Well..this rookie's done holding himself down.For the first time, Corey turns away from the main section of stands, his tone lowering into a growl as he turns to face the camera: COREY CRUELTY:
Lions' Road... whoever's watching back there...pay attention. Starting today, Corey Cruelty is done caring. Corey Cruelty is done playing nice. Because you see, what I realized is, playing nice in this industry only makes you into a chump. This industry takes respect, but won't give it. You gotta take it for yourself. And the way to do that is to stop caring what anyone wants, and start focusing on what you want. So starting tonight, I'm gonna focus on what I want. Starting tonight, I’m gonna start taking.The former Champion pauses briefly, before adding: COREY CRUELTY:
And AJ...Hammer...'Racha...Grace...if you guys are smart...you're probably gonna do the same.With this, Corey drops his microphone and heads out of the ring, a chorus of boos following him all the way to the back. - COMMERCIAL BREAK -
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Post by Office on Feb 14, 2017 22:33:45 GMT -5
"Textbook" Tony Bently bounces about in the ring awaiting the arrival of his opponent as we return from break, "Once More Round the Sun" by Mastodon hits and James Edwards power walks out of the lion's mouth, past the broadcast booth... briefly locking eyes with Julian Cutlass, who's sitting in on commentary for this bout. He takes a lap around the ring before sliding in, Bently tries to get the jump on him but Edwards fights to his feet, ditching the Iron title in the process.
CHAD GOMEZ:
I thought this guy was always ready to fight!?
SAM HEWITT:
Most fighters have the decency to at least let you get into the ring.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Sometimes they don't.
Edwards clinches Bently and backs him into the ropes. Referee Xavier Price calls for a break, Edwards lets go without issue and backs up. The two lock up for real this time and Edwards sends a kick into Bently's thigh causing the man from Corvallis, Oregon to yell out in pain. Edwards grabs him before he falls to his knees, clamping on a choke! Bently tries to fight it... but SAKA OTOSHI~! Night Comes to Cumberlands and Bently reaches out... and taps out quickly! Edwards lets go, snatches his title away from a stage hand and throws the belt over his shoulder before exiting the ring. Mandeville Nelson greets him in the aisle, and Edwards looks very annoyed but stops anyway.
MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Let us give it up for the reigning Iron Champion and number one contender for the King of the Lions after that impressive victory!
SAM HEWITT:
Dominating performance - don't you think, Julian?
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Meh, Tony Bently is a lot less skilled. I wouldn't read too much into it.
The crowd gives Edwards a nice ovation, and he returns it with a sincere bow of thanks.
MANDEVILLE NELSON:
James, after you bested Noelle Charpentier last week to collect your third defense of the Iron Championship you sent word to the head office that you were cashing in for a title match against Julian Cutlass, why now?
Edwards shrugs.
JAMES EDWARDS:
The timin’ felt right.
MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Do you have anything you want to say to Julian Cutlass while you have the chance?
Edwards’ takes a moment to consider the question, then looks at the King of the Lions Champion - ten feet away from him.
JAMES EDWARDS:
Get ready.
Nelson looks confused at the brief response but powers through with his usual gusto.
MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Julian, do you have a response you would like to –
A sound like a sloshing, metallic ocean in a thunderstorm interrupts Nelson’s question. The camera pans over to Julian Cutlass who vigorously shakes a blender bottle, mixing water and protein powder. He stops and looks over to Nelson.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Yeah, it was a tragedy… can you repeat the question?
MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Yes, uh.. what’s your response to James Edwards telling you to “get ready” to defend the King of Lions title?
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Is there a reason I wouldn’t be ready?
Nelson shrugs.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Might it be because since James Edwards has got here he’s spent most of his time fighting dumpster-fires like A.J. Knight or beating up bratty girls, maybe he believes that I don’t take him seriously? And maybe he actually desires real competition?
Edwards doesn't fall for that and Cutlass downs his protein drink.
MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Before we get to the match between you and Cutlass on March 9th... you have a title defense of your own next week. Would you like to see who it is?
JULIAN CUTLASS (on commentary):
I'm betting it's Sheracles - she's more man than half the guys in the back.
JAMES EDWARDS:
Honestly, that can wait. While I’ve got the mic, I wanna ask Noelle to---
”Tired” by Stone Sour begins to play through the arena and the fans are thrust into a chorus of boos and jeers in anticipation of “Serious” Justin Seville. After a few moments, Seville nonchalantly steps through the lion's head. With a smirk, he slowly removes his sunglasses and begins walking toward the broadcast table. He picks up a microphone, knocking Cutlass' blender bottle over in the process. He raises the microphone to his lips.
JUSTIN SEVILLE:
You don't need to worry about Noelle, James. She had her opportunity at your title, and she failed. Just as she failed when she met me in the ring last month. It's strange, James. You always talk about wanting a real fight. Something I myself have been asking for, for a couple of weeks now. Yet, you were nowhere to be found. Now, don't take offence to that, because I mean you no disrespect. Quite the contrary, actually. I've watched you for some time. I admire how you're taking out the trash of this company. It's... inspiring.
Seville approaches Nelson and Edwards in the aisle as he's speaking.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
What's his name again?
SAM HEWITT:
Justin Seville, he's 4-0 since coming to Lion's Road - the best record on the Lake Huron tour.
JUSTIN SEVILLE:
Perhaps James, we are one in the same. Now, obviously I didn't come out here to congratulate you or praise you; that's not really what I am about. The fact is, James. You have something that I want. Something that, let's be honest, I've proven that I deserve.
Seville stares directly at the Iron Championship draped over Edwards’ shoulder, and the entire arena knows exactly what he's talking about. Edwards stares at Seville with a look in his eyes that straddles between disinterest and annoyance. He ponders the request with hundreds of expectant gazes looking in his direction. Finally, he nods his head.
JAMES EDWARDS:
Sure.
Mandeville Nelson practically bursts in excitement.
MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Officials have signed the match for next week anyways but I am glad you two are on board!
Edwards holds his hand to indicate he wants to say something.
JAMES EDWARDS:
I ain't takin' out the trash. I ain't puttin' people out because I want to. I ain't nothing like you, Seville.
Seville wants to pop off at the mouth but Edwards abruptly walks by him without another word. The Serious One yells a few insults the Burning Heart's way. As the Iron Champion continues to walk away from his fourth challenger the show heads to commercial.
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Post by Office on Feb 14, 2017 22:34:02 GMT -5
JAKE AARONS:
This main event Chicken Coop Death Match is to be fought to one fall, one submission or a knockout with no time limit!
"Surfin' Bird" by the Trashmen hits and the crowd boos as Popcorn Pollo comes out. He stops and charges to the back and then returns with Pollo Gigante holding El Hijo de Pollo on his shoulders. Hijo has to duck to not hit his head on the lion's mouth, but Gigante marches on. They reach ringside and Hijo steps into Gigante's hands and is thrown into the ring. "World's Apart" hits and the fans come alive as Hammerstein bounds out of the lion's mouth, his dog collar already attached... he's even got the chain! He swings it like a lasso before storming down to the ring and uses the ladder provided to hop in over the structure.
JAKE AARONS:
Introducing first from Tijuana, Mexico! He weighs in at one hundred and ninety pounds... EL HIJO DE POLLO!
Pollo reluctantly allows the dog collar to be placed around his neck as the fans boo the crap out of him!
JAKE AARONS:
His opponent from Whynot, Mississippi! He weighs in at two hundred and sixty seven pounds... HAMMERSTEIN!
The crowd erupts into chants for Hammerstein, who acknowledges them with an arm raise.
JAKE AARONS:
Your referee for this bout is Cordell Garner!
Cordell Garner puts his gloves on and signals for the bell, Hammerstein picks up his half of the chain and yanks Pollo toward him. Pollo dives onto his knees to avoid Hammer's attempt at grabbing him and then yanks the chain himself, Hammer doesn't budge! Hammer smiles as he starts going hand over hand on the chain, reeling Pollo in... but the son of the chicken grabs the remaining length of chain and smashes it into Hammer's head! Hammer stumbles and Hijo grabs his arm, twisting it into an arm wringer and tries to use the leverage to lead Hammer over towards the barbed wire chicken fence... but Hammer nails him with his free hand and then reverses the arm wringer! Pollo falls to a knee and wraps the length of the chain around his fist and drives it into the gut of Hammerstein! He doubles him over and clobbers him with an European uppercut to send him straight up again. Hijo rattles him with a forearm... Hammerstein teeters on his feet, close to falling into the barbed wire... Hijo unravels the chain allowing him to back up across the ring, he charges the Hammer... but Hammerstein kicks him in the gut! He slaps on a side headlock and drags Hijo by the mask toward the barbed wire, Hammer tries to put Pollo's masked face to the wire but Pollo reluctantly puts his hand on the fence and the wire, cutting it up, to prevent his face from getting it!
CHAD GOMEZ:
That's a very underrated tactic, Sam. Pollo's got a mask on and if he goes face first into the barbed wire then of course the mask gets ripped apart but so does the skin underneath! Being bloodied up in itself can be problematic to your sight, I can't imagine factoring a mask into it - think about when the blood dries!
Hammer backs off as Hijo grabs his hand in pain, falling to his knees as a cut forms inside his palm. Hammer comes back after him, pulling him to his feet but gets kicked in the gut for his troubles. Hammer staggers away, but Hijo grabs the chain and pulls him back within grabbing rage. He wraps the chain around Hammer's neck and grabs his wrist... attempting to Irish whip him into the chicken fence! Hammer turns at the last possible moment and sprawls out, Hijo tries to thrust his shoulder into Hammer's gut and back the bigger fighter into the barbed wire chicken fence but he has no such luck. Hammer wails down a forearm club to the back, sending Hijo down to his knees and scurrying away before a further attack can be executed! Hammer grabs the chain and starts slamming it against the mat like a battle rope, daring El Hijo de Pollo to come at him. Pollo instead backs up, but Hammerstein forces him to do as he says! He pulls the chain and brings Pollo toward him in a hurry! Hammerstein leaps into the air and tomahawk chops Pollo to the mat! Hammerstein grabs the chain, pulling Pollo up to his feet and decks him with a second tomahawk chop that sends him back down. Hammerstein wags his finger, Mutombo style and pulls Pollo up a third time... TOMAHAWK CHOP! Hammerstein releases his grip on the chain, allowing Pollo to scramble to his feet in a dazed and confused state. The Mexican rudo looks around him cautiously as he circles around the ring.
SAM HEWITT:
El Hijo de Pollo... very leery about his surroundings! It looked to me like he wanted to roll out of the ring after that third chop, but found himself trapped!
Hijo calls for a lockup, Hammerstein is happy to oblige with a nearly eighty pound weight advantage! Just as Hammerstein's about to get the upper hand in the exchange, Hijo knees him in the bread basket. Hammer heaves out a breath and Pollo responds by clubbing him in the face with a forearm wrapped in chain! Hammerstein spins around, falling onto his knee in the process. Hijo grabs him from behind and tries to force him into the ropes! Hijo grabs a strand of barbed wire from the chicken cage and uses one hand to pull it closer while his chest to push Hammer into it... Pollo yanks on it, then digs it into Hammerstein's forehead! Hammer screams out as the barbed wire cuts through the flesh on his forehead with ease! Pollo lets go of the wire, grabs the dog collar chain and once again wraps it around Hammer's neck. This time, he uses it to choke Hammer as he punches away on him! He ceases the punches, then puts his knee on the top of Hammer's spine leaning him into the wire as he chokes him with the chain causing Hammer to scream in pain! Hammerstein grabs at the length in the chain that isn't choking him and gives it a good yank, Pollo jolts forward but responds with a forearm to the back. He frees up Hammer's neck and begins trying to wrap it around his fist when Hammerstein yanks again! POLLO GOES INTO THE CHICKEN FENCE! El Hijo de Pollo goes sternum first into the barbed wire, shaking wildly as he collapses to the mat! Hammerstein doubles over, trying to catch his breath but drags himself on top of Hijo.
1...
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2-KICKOUT!
Hammerstein rolls off, but doesn't get to his feet before Pollo does. Hijo staggers up and nearly walks into the barbed wire fence, he jolts back upon seeing how close he got to into... then gets yanked across the ring by the chain! LARIAT! Pollo goes down and tries to stay down, but Hammer pulls him up by the chain and then uses his strength to Irish whip Hijo, using only the chain into the barbed wire again! Pollo manages to get turned around and goes back first into it, stiffening out as he does... then falls to the mat as strands of barbed wire pop out of his clothing! Hammerstein drops to a knee to watch this unfold. He gets up, then pulls Pollo up off the mat to his knees. Hammerstein raises his fist to the delight of the crowd, but Pollo smacks the dog collar chain against Hammer's knee! Hammer yelps and turns away, Pollo chop blocks him! Hammer topples to the mat, Pollo gets to his feet and begins stomping away on his head! Pollo calls to Popcorn and Gigante at ringside to throw him a chair... Popcorn retrieves one and Gigante holds it up so that Hijo can grab it! Pollo turns around, chair in hand and slams it down over Hammer's back! Hammerstein writhes in pain on the mat, then rolls onto his back showing his face...
SAM HEWITT:
And there you see Hammerstein sporting the crimson mask from his trip, forehead first into the barbed wire!
Hammerstein slowly sits up as Pollo sets the chair up in the corner and turns back, freeing up the length of the chain from underneath Hammerstein. Pollo holds it in his hand, then rushes toward Hammer... boots him in the face, then charges toward the chair... he leaps onto it and then springboards (the best you can off a steel chair) into an enzuigiri... but Hammerstein ducks it! Pollo lands on his feet, Hammerstein starts gathering the length of chain and yanks! Pollo's eyes widen before looking down, the chain low blowing him! He falls to his knees... but Hammerstein uses the chain like a battle rope again causing Pollo to bounce uncontrollably! Hammerstein drops the chain, grabs Pollo and throws him upside down into the fence! The crowd gasps as Hijo hangs upside down in the wire! Hammerstein gathers the chain again and goes to the furthest side of the ring...
CHAD GOMEZ:
No... no... no... you've GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!
No laughing matter, Chad Gomez! Hammerstein bounds across the ring and cannonballs Hijo! The fence breaks and the two men fall out to the arena floor! The Amherstburg crowd erupts into a HOLY SHIT chant as Popcorn Pollo scrambles to check on his cousin. Referee Cordell Garner works to free both men from the wreckage, but Hammerstein gets up before he can and starts pulling barbed wire out of his skin as tiny cuts cover his body. Hijo calls out for Papi, looking up at the lights as Popcorn Pollo attends to him but Popcorn repeatedly says, "No, Popcorn!" and Hijo stares at him blankly! Popcorn Pollo gets up and instructs Gigante, who marches over just as Hammerstein gets to his feet. Hammer doubles up the chain and swings it... smacking the chest of Gigante, who looks down and looks back at Hammer expressionless. Hammer grabs the chair from the corner and cracks Gigante with it and despite the fact that it's hanging around his neck after the fact... Gigante remains expressionless and more importantly standing still. Popcorn Pollo grabs some water and splashes Hijo, forcing him to come to. Hammerstein climbs up on the apron and rips the remnants of the fence off of the ring post. Hammerstein tries to free up some more chain, but it's not until Hijo gets up that he's able to do so. Hammerstein quietly ascends the turnbuckle... Popcorn tries to hold Hijo up straight but then looks up and a shadow casts over him like a solar eclipse. Popcorn shoves Hijo out of the way as Hammerstein moonsaults onto them!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
CHAD GOMEZ:
A MOONSAULT FROM HAMMERSTEIN!?
SAM HEWITT:
A moonsault from... Hammerstein...
Hijo lays on the floor, shakes his head and looks at the scene. Gigante is on the ground, Popcorn Pollo's legs are trapped underneath Hammerstein's body! Hijo tries to take a walk, but realizes he's still chained up. He tries to remove the dog collar, but doesn't have the key! He gathers up the chain and frees up enough length to roll back inside the ring. Hammerstein pulls himself up from the bodies, drags himself onto the apron and crawls inside the ring. Pollo whips him across the back with the chain, but Hammerstein fights to his feet... Pollo tries to punch him... HAMMER BLOCKS IT! FINGER WAG! Another punch is blocked! Hammer rocks Pollo with a punch, then a second... then a third! With Pollo staggered, Hammer wraps his fist in the chain and goes to clock him again... but Pollo ducks! Hammer turns around, kicks Pollo in the gut and goes for the Stunner! Pollo shoves him away and leaps onto his back! SLEEPER HOLD! Pollo expertly transitions into a double chickenwing and Hammerstein tries to rock him off, but Pollo drives his heels into Hammerstein's thighs and knocks the big man forward... INTO THE BARBED WIRE! Hijo keeps the hold applied as Hammerstein cries out in agony as the wire rips his flesh! Garner asks him if he wants to quit and despite having no way to get out, Hammerstein says NO! Pollo transitions his Slaughterhouse Stretch into a full nelson! He drives Hammerstein's face into the barbed wire even further!
SAM HEWITT:
C'mon! He's not going to, you've gotta stop the match Garner!
Garner looks as though he's going to do just that, but a lone white towel soars into the ring. Pollo sees it and releases his hold, falling to the mat! Holly Buchanan climbs over the guardrail and races inside the ring, trying to gingerly remove Hammerstein from the wire! Pollo lays bloody and beaten on the mat himself, Popcorn grabs him and pulls him out of the ring and he and Gigante each grab an end and carry him off to the back. Hammerstein is freed by the stage hands, but falls to the mat a bloody mess. Holly Buchanan grabs his head and clutches it to her chest as security tries to restrain her so that medics can attend to him.
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Post by Office on Feb 17, 2017 0:00:13 GMT -5
Posting this now so I ain't late! Grace/Kraken segment will be in soon!
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