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Post by Office on Sept 7, 2016 12:43:17 GMT -5
AS I WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF DEATH"Gangster's Paradise" by Coolio begins to play throughout the arena. The lights abruptly turn off all at once as the music continues to play. Hundreds of camera flashes begin lighting up the darkened arena then suddenly the curtain is thrown back and Robb Daniels emerges from the lion's mouth... Robb is walking down the center of the runway with alone without his wife for a change. He points to the King of the Lions Championships before stopping on the apron, wiping his feet then stepping through the ropes and into the ring. Daniels circles the ring and tosses each of the title belts across his shoulder while enjoying the negative response from the Portland crowd as he talks trash right back to them. He tells the camera that he's the champ before reaching for a microphone as the music ends.
ROBB DANIELS: Hello Portland! How the hell are you?Daniels holds the microphone with one hand and walks slowly back and forth before looking out into the crowd booing loudly. ROBB DANIELS: About this time last week, I was in the dressing room. Taping my wrists, lacing up my boots and stretching out before my match against Kenshin Takamura. Now I'm sure when you tuned into this broadcast that you were hoping that Kenshin Takamura would have beaten me and that he would be the one standing here before you with the King of the Lions Championship. That fairytale was not to be, but it almost was... until the legend that is Kenshin Takamura let the people of Tokyo down. He let all of you down... he even let himself down.He stands back with a smirk on his face. ROBB DANIELS: No, I did not beat Kenshin Takamura but I didn't have to to remain King of the Lions. Kenshin Takamura beat himself and I walked out of the Korakuen Hall surrounded by security still clutching my title belt. Daniels lowers the microphone and stands there smiling feeding off the boos from the crowd. CHAD GOMEZ: He's right! Absolutely right!He laughs loudly and lifts the microphone back up to speak again. ROBB DANIELS: He German suplexed me on my head and neck and yes, it hurt... I might've even been out but the legend couldn't hold the bridge. I pushed that man to HIS limits, I bounced him off that ring post right there and almost got him counted out. We kicked each other's ass all over Korakuen Hall and I could've very well lost my title to him, but a draw doesn't make you a winner, Kenshin. When you're challenger in a match for the championship title and it goes to a draw, you may as well be a loser because you're walking out with the same thing you walked in with - nothing. In three weeks time, he gets another shot at me when him and a few others join me in a Scramble match for this very title. Once more, you fans will be clamouring for my defeat which doesn't surprise me any more. You have the greatest champion your promotion has ever seen and you want me to lose.Daniels walks around the ring with the spotlight on him. ROBB DANIELS: Next week... the Essential, the King of the Lions Robb Daniels and the Iron Man Ben Chrenshaw will face Kenshin Takamura and his partner, Matt Pulver with their championship titles on the line. Crippler and I are looking to redeem ourselves and as much as Takamura and Pulver want to down play what happened in the final moments of the Tokyo Roar, there is dissension among those two men and the friendship is fractured and slowly crumbling apart. A process no doubt expedited by that one punch delivered by Takamura in a moment of disappoint, frustration and humiliation. I am the King of the Lions, I am the past, the present and the future... and I've got a tag team partner who is going to help me dismantle the remains of the Streak next week in Seattle.Daniels extends his hand dropping the microphone down to the mat followed by a chorus of boos from the Portland fans. He makes a half lap around the ring before exiting under the bottom rope. Daniels begins walking up the aisle facing the stage as he hold both KOL Championships into the air while his music plays.
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Post by Office on Sept 7, 2016 12:43:20 GMT -5
JAKE AARONS: This match is set for one fall with a ten minute time limit. Introducing first from San Diego, California! Weighing in at two hundred and five pounds! Emperor Ian!Ian raises his arms and jogs around.
JAKE AARONS: His opponent from somewhere cryptic. She weighs in at one hundred and twenty five pounds! Anna Mathews! Mathews just glares.
JAKE AARONS: Your referee for this bout is Brian Shelzi. Big size difference between Emperor Ian and Anna Mathews as referee Brian Shelzi calls for the bell, but Ian seems more content to be perverted from the early onset of the match. He backs Mathews down into the corner and rubs her neck, which she responds to by spitting in his face! Ian walks away, trying to get the spit of his eye as she runs up and begins unloading with strikes - knees, elbows, forearms - on the self-proclaimed Emperor. Ian grabs her and whips her into the ropes, but she comes back with a springboard back elbow smash or tries to, Ian catches her in a rear waist lock and wheelbarrows her. He does a suggestive movement before taking her over to the corner where he lifts her up... but she victory rolls through (doesn't go for the pin) and he goes face first into the top turnbuckle! She grabs him and rolls him up! 1... ... 2... KICK OUT!
CHAD GOMEZ: Nearly got her with the Face Smasher, but Anna Mathews' quick thinking - which might be the only time I ever say that - almost got her the three count.Mathews gets up and stomps away on Ian as he fights her off on his way back to a vertical base, he grabs her and attempts a bulldog but she slips out. He turns around into a Heart Kick, but catches it. He throws the leg down and charges forward with a European uppercut! She goes down to the mat and Ian follows up by yanking her to her feet, then picking her up for a suplex. She wiggles free and nails a Shoryuken as the Agents of Pain hit the ring! They attack both Ian and Matthews as the bell sounds, Eli Buchanan saunters down the aisle just a smiling as Agent D tosses Matthews into the turnbuckle and the two men focus their efforts on Emperor Ian. They pick him up and double flapjack him across the top turnbuckle. Anna Mathews storms out of the corner in a fit of rage, but Agent B kicks her in the gut and drops her with the Impaler DDT. Eli Buchanan comes to the ropes and orders something, Agent B gladly pulls Mathews up and the two men hold her unconscious body in full view of Eli who slaps the hell out of her! Mathews is released and topples down to the mat beside Ian, fulfilling a lifelong dream of his I'm sure. Buchanan raises his arms to a chorus of boos as the Agents exit the ring and accompany him to the back while stage hands check on the competitors in the ring. BASTIAN KRULL: What? Really? Let's go to Mandeville Nelson in the back with a 'special treat' from Buck U Productions...The shot cuts to Mandeville Nelson in the control room, he doesn't look too pleased about what's transpired but business is business. MANDEVILLE NELSON: At this time, I'm afraid we have to show you a particularly vile piece of filth footage because they paid for the air time.
Nelson throws down his clipboard in disgust and walks off as the video rolls.
The following announcement has been paid for by Buck U Productions...
BUCK U~!
 JACOB HAMMERSTEIN
1989 to 2016
Sad music accompanies a video montage. Hammerstein makes his entrance only to stumble and fall. The scene shifts to him greeting the fans, then trying to impress Anna Mathews in one of their tag bouts (with less than wonderful results). As the package continues, we see many of Hammerstein's 'finest' moments.. Corey Cruelty hitting him with the Oblivion and pinning him. Oakley Friday countering his Whynot Bomb into the TGI Friday and pinning him. Hammerstein is pinned by Ashton Bawolf following the Blood Eagle. We then see the moment where Hammerstein lit himself on fire trying to throw a fireball. Fast forward to Tokyo Roar, Hammerstein nails a DDT on Agent D and pins him. Eli Buchanan is shown offering him a contract, but Hammerstein folds it up and places it back in Eli's pocket. The screen goes blood red as the former Tiger Mask Red blasts Hammerstein with his briefcase. Finally, the infamous moment where Hammerstein is held by the Agents of Pain as Eli Buchanan throws the fireball in his face. The handcuffed to the ropes Anna Mathews kicks and screams as Hammerstein falls to the mat holding his face. This is replayed repeatedly as a bell sounds ten times. DING! FIREBALL! DING! FIREBALL! DING! FIREBALL! DING! FIREBALL! DING! FIREBALL! DING! FIREBALL! DING! FIREBALL! DING! FIREBALL! DING! FIREBALL! DING! FIREBALL! The final shot is a still image of Hammerstein lying on the mat, covering his face in agony. REST IN PEACE
This preceding announcement was paid for by Buck U Productions
BUCK U
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Post by Office on Sept 7, 2016 12:43:29 GMT -5
JAKE AARONS: This contest is scheduled for one fall with a ten minute time limit! Introducing first from Chicago, Illinois! He weighs in at two hundred and thirty four pounds... KRIS SLADE!The lights fade out as Muse's "Space Dementia" plays. Around the :40 mark, a shadow emerges from the lion's mouth and the lights come on to reveal Kris Slade as he slowly walks down the aisle to the ring. He avoids all eye contact, keeping his eyes fixated on the ring. At the 2:03 mark, Slade falls to his knees and lets out a scream. He pops to his feet and jumps in the ring, bouncing off the ropes as he yells at the crowd before tossing his sweatshirt out of the ring. JAKE AARONS: His opponent from Vancouver, British Columbia! He weighs in at two hundred and nineteen pounds... 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 before climbing the steps and ducking underneath the top rope to enter the ring. He stretches his legs and throws a few punches before standing in his corner in wait. JAKE AARONS: Your referee for this bout is Xavier Price!Xavier Price calls for the bell and Julian Cutlass begins throwing kicks as the match begins, Slade checks a couple but largely tries to keep some distance between the two of them. He tries to catch a kick, but Cutlass grabs his head and the two men begin jockeying for position in close proximity. Slade is able to fake Cutlass out by appearing to go for a front waist lock, but he instead opts for a front facelock! He rolls him down to the mat and takes side control where he begins pummelling the Blazin' King with elbows to the face! Cutlass can't do much to defend himself with his arms restrained, so he opts to throw his foot onto the ropes. The two get up and Cutlass blasts Slade with a shotei, but the Deathmatch Icon SMILES in response! Cutlass acts as though he wants a knuckle lock, getting Slade to raise his hands and Cutlass blasts him with a kick to the chest! Slade gets the wind taken out of him and Cutlass moves in for the kill with palm strike after palm strike! Slade bobbles around the ring trying to get away from this striking onslaught and winds up in the corner where referee Xavier Price steps in to break things up. Slade shakes his head and comes walking back out to the centre of the ring and in addition to the kicks, Cutlass is mixing in palm strikes making Slade all the more cautious. Cutlass misses a kick by a mile and Slade jumps on the chance to rush in, but Cutlass ducks the strike attempt and obliterates Slade's face with a palm strike! Slade goes down and Price backs Cutlass off before beginning his ten count, Slade staggers to his feet and is up at eight with his dukes up and ready to go.
BASTIAN KRULL: Kris Slade possess a six inch height advantage and a seventeen pound weight advantage over Cutlass. However, you'll quickly forget that about Julian Cutlass because he is one of the most feared strikers in all of Lion's Road Pro-Wrestling as evidenced right there, knocking Kris Slade to the mat with a mere palm strike! A lot of power in Cutlass' hands and feet.
CHAD GOMEZ: A lot of resistance in Kris Slade's head too. A veteran of the Deathmatch scene, a hard-hitting fighter in his own right. He's taken blows like that before, you can tell by how he got to his feet ready to keep fighting. There's no backing into the ropes to kill time in deathmatches, he knows he's gotta get back up and keep fighting or he's done!Julian Cutlass roars into the corner and blasts Slade with a running palm strike, he then grabs him out of the corner... BRAINBUSTER! He rolls the suplex through and clamps on a guillotine choke! Slade reacts by calmly going from his knees to planting both feet on the mat. He begins high-angling and Cutlass releases, flips Slade out into a sitout pin (like at the end of a sunset flip) and holds for the count! 1... ... 2... KICK OUT! Cutlass back rolls out of it while Kris Slade rolls to his side and gets up. Cutlass comes walking over and Slade lunges at him - HEADBUTT! - Cutlass falls to his knees and Slade grabs him in a side headlock. Cutlass tries to push Slade off into the ropes, but there's nothing doing. Slade instead quickly releases on Cutlass, sending him back into the ropes and popping him as he bounces back out with a rolling elbow! Cutlass falls back against the ropes and Slade pulls him in for a powerbomb, crosses the arm in straightjacket fashion... TOTAL EXPRESS! He holds it! 1... ... 2... KICK OUT! Slade gets up and pulls Cutlass off the mat a bit, then allows him to get up. Slade stands over him, facewashing him as he tries to get up to his feet. Cutlass gets up and Slade pops him with a closed fist, then a second... a third is ducked and Cutlass goes behind with a rear waistlock. Several elbows to the back of the head and Slade falls to his knees, Cutlass backs into the corner and waits for Slade to get up... PENALTY K-NO! Slade leaps into the air and nails him with the Skull Cracker knee! BASTIAN KRULL: OOF!CHAD GOMEZ: Teeth for everyone!No teeth fell out that we can tell, but Cutlass' mouthguard might contain a few. Slade pulls Cutlass to his feet and hoofs him in the gut to double him over. He wraps his arms around Cutlass' waist and hoists him up and over into a Gory Special and taunts... Cutlass wiggles free and rolls Slade down to the mat with a sunset flip! Cutlass doesn't go for the pin, though. He waits for Slade to sit up and penalty kicks him! Slade falls to the mat, but immediately begins getting back up. Cutlass sees this and hits the ropes... BLAZIN' KICK! Slade remains on his knees, but wobbly... Cutlass backs up and clobbers him with a second! Slade teeters onto the mat and Cutlass makes the cover! 1... ... 2... ... 3! Cutlass gets up, doesn't celebrate a thing just rolls out of the ring and walks to the back. Price drops down to check on Slade while the fans look on curiously at Cutlass' exit. - COMMERCIAL BREAK -
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Post by Office on Sept 7, 2016 12:43:33 GMT -5
Having recently finished his match, Cutlass is already in his street clothes and on his way out to the parking lot before the show is even over here. His hands are in his pockets and he’s maintaining a low profile. Alexander Irvine can be sprinting out to him.Alexander Irvine: Julian, wait up, man. Where have you been? Francine is ballistic. Julian Cutlass [with a shrug]: Let her scream and yell. I could care less. Alexander Irvine: Seriously, my friend. What is going on with you? Julian Cutlass: I’m tired of hocking merchandise, Alex. Dressing up for the kids like some kind of clown, selling cola and cans of soup. Alexander Irvine: You think I like it? But it’s what we agreed to do. Julian Cutlass: I can’t deal with, Alex. I mean, you wanna waste time selling foam battleaxes forever? Alexander [sternly]: Watch yourself, man. Don’t bring my ancestry into this. Julian Cutlass [frustrated]: We ran ourselves ragged around Japan pitching merchandise for every bulls*** client she could get her hands on. If someone wants to print a Julian Cutlass f***ing t-shirt, go ahead. Put it on the website. I’ll wear it out to the ring. My place is out there. Black Lion’s Road doesn’t mean anything if we become their pitchmen. I don’t care what’s in the contract. I’m not gonna be their monkey. Cutlass goes to leave and Irvine grabs him by the arm. He stops and the two of them lock eyes like a nuclear weapons standoff. Cutlass wrenches his arm free and continues on his way out to the parking lot. Irvine watches him as they go and clearly has a great deal on his mind as Cutlass disappears into the night.
JAKE AARONS: Already in the ring from West Monroe, Louisiana! Weighing in at one hundred and ninety pounds... JOHNNY WEYLAND! His opponent from Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia! He weighs in and two hundred and forty pounds... DECLAN BLACK! A hard guitar riff hits the speakers as the lights black out. With each of the three soft cymbals, a spotlight appears on the stage: green, yellow, then white. The second riff trains two more spotlights on the lion set, both white, before the pipes and fiddle start, heralding the appearance of Declan Black. Wearing a confident smirk, he steps out of the roaring lion's mouth. Slapping a few hands when convenient for him, he steps-saunters, really- to the ring, the picture of a self-assured athlete. He enters the ring, and takes his corner, sliding a Cape Breton Tartan custom mouth guard in after taking off his robe and passing it to a ring attendant. He does a few final stretches as he waits for the match to begin. JAKE AARONS: Your referee for this bout is Darnell Cane! Referee Darnell Cane begins the match by signalling for the bell and even though Johnny Weyland is giving up some size to Declan Black, he still goes for a lock-up with the Canadian born fighter. Declan Black backs him into the ropes and Cane begins counting to five, but at three Black releases and backs off without issue and actually begins inviting Weyland back into the middle of the ring. The fighter from Louisiana does just that and the two lock-up again, but this time Black delivers several knee lifts to double Weyland over then follows up with an elbow strike to the back of the neck. He then pulls Weyland in for a front facelock and just wrenches the hold in tightly while holding a firm standing base. BASTIAN KRULL: Probably the wisest route to take against a guy like Johnny Weyland. Declan Black is primarily known as a technician with some strikes thrown in, but the last thing you'd want to do against Johnny Weyland - even if you do possess a size advantage - is get into a striking exchange. He's got some great boxing skills and all it takes is one solid shot to change the pace of the match or knock you out.CHAD GOMEZ: This strategy is gold because Declan Black is not only avoiding the striking exchange as you mentioned, but also using his size advantage to do a pretty basic submission hold to keep Weyland contained and force him to wear himself down a bit if he wants to break free of the hold. Something that'll take a lot more energy than it would against a similarly sized opponent.Weyland is able to grab a wrist of Black and twist out of it, going behind with a hammerlock only to use it to spin the Pride of Nova Scotia around and wallop him with a jab! Black tries to cover up and throw some counter punches, but Weyland is lighting him up! Black knee lifts him again and Irish whips him into the ropes, Weyland returns a-roaring with a soaring forearm smash! He gets up, all pumped up and ready to go! He grabs Black up in a clinch and begins delivering some knees to the chest and tries to finish with one to the head, but Black catches it... then pushes Weyland away with his free hand to create some distance, drops the leg, spins about... SPINNING BACK FIST! Weyland is rocked! He stumbles across the ring, falling to his knees by the ropes and Black shakes himself out before walking over. CHAD GOMEZ: Didn't look like Black got all of his power behind that back fist.
BASTIAN KRULL: No, it appeared that Johnny Weyland saw it coming and tried to turn away from it but it caught him enough to send him tumbling around the ring.Black yanks Weyland up to a vertical base, knees him in the gut and hoists him up into a fireman's carry then runs forward... rolling senton! He gets up and lines up a knee drop... walks a few steps back, then rushes forward... BAM! Weyland sits up in pain as Black rolls through back to his feet. The Pride of Nova Scotia goes to pick up Weyland, but eats a sitout jawbreaker! The crowd comes alive a little bit as Weyland rushes to his feet and tries to pull Black down into the Spine Chiller, but Declan Black hangs onto the ropes and Weyland crashes to the mat! Black wastes no time with it and nails a knee trembler! Weyland hits the mat with some disgusting velocity, Black smiles and pulls Weyland up to his feet... SNAP SUPLEX! He rolls his hips, keeping Weyland with him as he gets to his feet... he pushes him forward, then reels him back... LARIAT!
BASTIAN KRULL: BLACKOUT!Weyland is turned inside out and Black jumps on top, Darnell Cane makes the count! 1... ... 2... ... 3! Black's face as Cane raises his arm tells us he knew the match was over the second he hit the lariat, Johnny Weyland is checked over by some stage hands and Declan Black exits the ring and gives a hearty smile as his stablemates Mark Storm and AJ Knight are shown by the entrance applauding his victory. - COMMERCIAL BREAK -
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Post by Office on Sept 7, 2016 12:43:40 GMT -5
The feed cuts to an unspecified, but suitably dark location, where it finds the Prince of Darkness, Corey Cruelty, standing in front of a grainy, low-res camera. Other than being mostly enshrouded in darkness, as usual, the Heritage Champion is however surprisingly devoid of theatrics or artifice as he begins:
COREY CRUELTY: 'Heritage.' A word that means 'legacy', 'inheritance.' Something this title was sadly lacking until a few months ago.
Corey pats the title slung around his shoulder, a grin half-visible on his lips.
COREY CRUELTY: That situation has changed since then. Ever since he smoked the roach, the Prince of Darkness has been working to give this belt its first heritage. The heritage of darkness.
The Champion lets his fingers run over the front of the belt as he continues:
COREY CRUELTY: That's right. The Heritage Championship was not given its heritage by the pure wrestling veterans, or the insects. It was the rookie, the emo kid, the one no one took seriously...it was HIM that made this belt what it is today. A third-rate title in a fed which will probably close within the year. But one everyone wants regardless.
The scorn in Corey's voice is barely disguised by his attempt at a sarcastic scoff regarding the comments Emperor Ian made earlier in the week. His posture, however, barely changes as he goes on:
COREY CRUELTY: Rumours are rising, though. Rumours about a potential third defence, and the shot at the King of Lions Championship that comes with it. The Prince of Darkness hears these rumors. In the back. In the locker room. Among the fans. And honestly...he's conflicted.
Cruelty pauses a moment, as he seems to genuinely give the matter some thought; similarly, when he once again begins to talk, his tone is reserved and sensible, a far cry from his usual husky growl:
COREY CRUELTY: The King of Lions Championship is a prestigious title. No doubt about that. It's the title everyone in Lions' Road wants, even more so than the Iron Championship, even more so than the one around the Prince of Darkness's shoulder.
Corey once again holds out a hand to stroke the title.
COREY CRUELTY: However, the Prince of Darkness made a promise when he first took hold of this belt. He promised to build a heritage for it. A heritage that would extend far beyond a set number of defences. The heritage of darkness. To abandon that goal in favor of a shot at the 'more important' belt...
Corey emphasizes his words with air quotes.
COREY CRUELTY: ...would be to go against that promise. Abandoning this belt for a new toy would go against everything the Prince of Darkness has been trying to accomplish over the past few months. It would be a betrayal. It would basically prove the critics right; it would prove this really was a third rate title.
Which is why it's not going to happen.
Corey takes a step forward, leaning into the camera, which catches the determined look in his blue eyes.
COREY CRUELTY: That's right, Minions and Creatures of the Dark. You heard your Prince. If our upcoming defence goes successfully, and we earn a shot at Robb Daniels' title...we'll pass up on it.
Corey pauses for a long moment, to let his statement sink in, before elaborating:
COREY CRUELTY: You see, the Prince of Darkness has already proven he can drive the King of Lions to the brink. He has very little left to prove. The only thing he has left to prove is that he can score a direct pinfall over Daniels; and there's plenty of time for that. For now, there are more important goals to see to. Such as making sure the Heritage title has, well, a heritage.
And that's just what we intend to do.
With this, and one final grin, the Prince of Darkness steps out of frame, his big duster jacket rustling against the floor as he goes. Just before he exits stage left, the camera catches one last, muffled remark:
COREY CRUELTY: 'Third rate' my ass...!
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Post by Office on Sept 7, 2016 12:43:43 GMT -5
Jimmy Winner waits impatiently. JAKE AARONS: This match is scheduled for one fall with a ten minute time limit! Introducing first from the Winner's Circle! He weighs in at two hundred and twenty nine pounds... JIMMY WINNER!"Phenomenon" by Dir en Grey kicks up over the speaker system as the fans get to their feet as they get loud for the man entering. JAKE AARONS: His opponent from Tokyo, Japan! Weighing in at two hundred and twenty nine pounds... KENSHIN TAKAMURA! The Lion's Head entrance tunnel roars, allowing the Japanese sensation, Kenshin Takamure, to emerge. The crowd erupts as he poses in front of the Lion's Head. This is when the smoke begins pouring from the Lion's nostrils before The Tokyo Tiger sprints toward the ring, leaps over the top rope, and rolls into the center of the ring. In one fluid motion, he returns to his feet then leaps up upon the far turnbuckle and panders to the crowd before dropping down and stretching prior to the beginning of the match. JAKE AARONS: Your referee for this bout is Brian Shelzi!The match begins with a tie-up and Takamura quickly clamps on a side headlock on Jimmy Winner, twisting and wrenching it in. Winner backs him into the ropes and shoots him off, Takamura comes flying out and Winner steps forward, showing the audience his fist and wasting so much time talking about how he's going to waylay Kenshin with it that he ends up eating crow in the form of a vicious kick! Winner goes down into the ropes and asks for a time out.
BASTIAN KRULL: This isn't baseball! You can't call time!CHAD GOMEZ: Maybe that kick reminded him of his dad's reactions from his little league games.The two tie-up again and Winner applies a side headlock that is quickly transitioned into a top wrist lock. Takamura then transitions into an arm wringer, but Winner comes back with one of his own - the two trade arm wringers until Takamura sends Winner to the mat with a vicious knife edge chop! Takamura wastes no time and jumps on top, applying a side headlock. Winner uses a pair of headcissors to get out of the hold and fights up to his feet where he's taken to the mat by an arm drag! Winner goes to pop up but Takamura spins and blasts him with the Tsunami Crash - a rolling elbow! BASTIAN KRULL: Jeez! I've seen a lot of people use it, but the precision that Kenshin Takamura strikes you with is something else! Goodnight!1... ... 2... ... 3! After having disposed of his opponent, Becky Chande joined Kenshin Takamura in the ring as the referee was handing him his Pride Championship which he slung over his broad shoulder. BECKY CHANDE: Kenshin, last week, you took the King of the Lions Champion, Robb Daniels, to his very limits. Many believed that you had that match won when referee Cordell Garner made the three count. What are your thoughts following Tokyo Roar?The veteran wrestler shifted the title on his shoulder before he answered. KENSHIN TAKAMURA: Robb Daniels, despite his antics at times, is a champion. He was not handed the crown of King of the Lions. My quest has not ended though because based on the contenders’ list recently released, I am still the number one contender. Daniels can expect me to continue my pursuit of his crown. Until then, I have a title of my own that requires defending…Takamura patted the title on his shoulder. He was about to turn and leave, when Becky continued with another question. BECKY CHANDE: Speaking of the Pride Championship, after your match at Tokyo Roar, during a bit of a miscue, you struck your tag team partner. Have you two reconciled your differences?Kenshin sighed, seemingly dreading this question. He rubbed his temples with his thumb and index finger before dropping his hand and answering. KENSHIN TAKAMURA: Last week, I made a mistake. I was being assaulted by Robb Daniels and Ben Chrenshaw because despite their skills as champions, they both lack honor. I will not make excuses for my action. I have apologized to Pulver.BECKY CHANDE: And…?
KENSHIN TAKAMURA: The Streak is fine and will be fine as Pulver stated in his press conference after Tokyo Roar.BECKY CHANDE: Do you feel this means anything for your looming defense of the Pride Championships?The Tokyo Tiger released a sigh before answering.
KENSHIN TAKAMURA: Absolutely. Pulver and I are a team. I did not win this title on my own, and he did not win it on his own. If we are divided, I have little doubt that The Essential could divide and conquer. We will be lucky to walk away with our titles. With that being said, I have no intention of watching Daniels or Chrenshaw walk away with our titles.Takamura’s music hit back up over the speaker system before he walked out, leaving Becky in the ring .- COMMERCIAL BREAK -
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Post by Office on Sept 7, 2016 12:43:51 GMT -5
JAKE AARONS: This is your main event of the evening! Set for one fall with television time remaining! Introducing first from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania! Weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds... AJ KNIGHT! His opponent from Parts Unknown! Weighing in at two hundred and twenty seven pounds... WHITE PHOENIX! The soaring tune of Stratovarius’ “Eagleheart” plays as White Phoenix steps out from the Lion’s Mouth, white spotlights shining upon him. He looks around, pointing to a section of fans before proceeding down the aisle to the ring. Reaching the apron, he climbs up to the second rope on the outside of the ring, waving his arms to try and hype up the crowd before jumping over the top and down into the ring. After a moment, he removes his jacket and stretches, preparing for the match. JAKE AARONS: Your referee for this bout is Cordell Garner!Referee Cordell Garner signals for the bell and so begins our main event, AJ Knight vs. White Phoenix for the very first time one on one. CHAD GOMEZ: I've seen people get mad about getting eliminated from a battle royal, but this White Phoenix takes it to the next level. AJ Knight is trying to start a career here in Lion's Road, and every single match he's had to face off with this Phoenix dude. Give it up, man, the kid eliminated you. BASTIAN KRULL: I don't believe for one minute that this is a personal vendetta, I think White Phoenix just wants to reset a bit. He defeated Jin Hirai in his debut match back in August, then put up a good showing in the battle royal before Knight superkicked him to eliminate him. Then last week, he fell victim to Alexander Irvine's Battle Cry in the six man tag. I think his road to redemption begins with AJ Knight and Knight has all the tools to continue being a road block here tonight.The two lock-up in the centre of the ring, matching up size wise and it shows as neither one is able to really gain an upper hand as they jockey about the ring. Phoenix is able to move Knight close to the turnbuckle, but Knight quickly reverses it and backs Phoenix into it. Garner calls for the break and in lieu of a traditional break or even a cheap shot, Knight stares Phoenix right in the eyes before backing off. They go to lock-up again, but Knight knees him in the gut before he can get fully connected. He follows it up with a few right hands to back him into the ropes, Knight then shoots him off and Phoenix leaps onto the second rope and nails Knight with his springboard back elbow! Knight falls to a knee, but gets right back up and eats a Europeam uppercut for his troubles! Knight spills out onto the apron and rolls onto the floor. He gets up, slams his hands off on the apron and roars back into the ring. CHAD GOMEZ: This is why young guys' need ringside leadership, Bas. He should've taken a walk, let himself cool down but he ran right back in there and Phoenix is lighting him up again!Indeed, Phoenix dropkicks him right back out! Knight gets up and takes a walk, making Gomez happy that someone finally listened to his unsolicited advice. Knight climbs into the ring as Phoenix backs off and lets the youngster in. The two engage in a collar and elbow tie-up and Phoenix takes charge with a side headlock, but he gets whipped off the ropes and Knight drops down to the mat. Instead of hopping over him, Phoenix drops down and applies the side headlock again! Knight yells out in frustration as Phoenix wrenches the hold on tightly before Knight is able to force him up to a vertical base again. Knight seems to have it all figured out as he backs into the ropes and shoots P--nope, Phoenix hangs on! Phoenix goes down to one knee with the side headlock still applied. Knight fights his way back up again and instead of backing Phoenix into the ropes again, he charges him head first into the turnbuckle! Phoenix absorbs the blow, but hangs on! Knight does it again with a bit more anger behind it, then tries to shoot him off again but Phoenix has a vice grip applied with that side headlock!
BASTIAN KRULL: You can tell by the way that White Phoenix is shaking his head that he certainly felt the effects of those turnbuckle smashes, but he isn't letting it break up the tight grip that he has on AJ Knight's neck and head. CHAD GOMEZ: The experience difference definitely shows despite the similarity in age - Phoenix is capable of doing some very impressive stuff and so is AJ Knight, but he's got him clamped up in this side headlock so he can frustrate the hell out of the rookie. When Knight finally gets free, he'll be blinded with rage and forget all about the intricacies of professional wrestling.Knight hoists Phoenix into the air and drops him down with a back suplex, but Phoenix hangs onto the hold! Knight yells out again in frustration, not realizing he's actually got Phoenix in position for a pin. 1... ... 2... Both men kick out! Phoenix knowing it was against him and AJ Knight probably not too sure at this point between the frustration and the pressure being applied to his noggin. Both men get up to a vertical base and Knight picks Phoenix up, walks a few feet forward and slams the masked star down across his knee... BUT HE KEEPS THE HOLD APPLIED! Knight is livid! He pulls Phoenix up into the air again and drops him with such force, much wow across the knee a second time and finally breaks the hold as Phoenix arches his back in pain. Knight can't capitalize though as he's holding his head in pain. Despite the setback, Knight is still up before Phoenix can fully make it back to his feet and yanks him into a front facelock before he snap suplexes him to the mat! Knight jumps on top! 1... ... 2... KICK OUT! Knight grabs Phoenix in an inverted facelock and pulls him to his feet only to drop him across his knee! Phoenix goes down, holding his back in pain again as Knight begins stomping away on it. Phoenix tries to roll away and get up, but Knight chases him down and stomps again! He grabs Phoenix up and whips him into the ropes... big back body drop on the return! Phoenix doesn't even have time to feel the pain though because Knight is yanking him back and scoop slamming him back down to the mat! Knight shows his rookie colours as he doesn't immediately follow up, instead opting to lean down and trash talk Phoenix. Phoenix's leg comes up and nails Knight in the head! The rookie staggers across the ring and Phoenix scrambles up to take advantage of his well placed kick. Phoenix whips Knight off the ropes, then leaps into the air but Knight catches him... INVERTED ATOMIC DROP! As Phoenix staggers on his feet, Knight grabs him in a front waist lock and belly to belly suplexes him to the mat! He rolls with it and keeps Phoenix's back his target as he applies a grounded bear hug!
BASTIAN KRULL: The kid's got some killer instinct, that's for sure.CHAD GOMEZ: He smells blood, Bas! He's going to tear him apart!With the fans cheering him on, Phoenix fights to his feet and tries to blast either side of Knight's head with shots to escape but finds himself not making any ground. Phoenix backs up, pulling Knight with him over to the corner where he drop toe holds Knight onto the top rope! Phoenix falls to the mat in pain and rolls out to the apron then the floor. Knight is up rather quickly, as Phoenix pulls himself back up onto the apron. Knight reaches over and tries to suplex Phoenix in, but he slips out the back door. He grabs a quick full nelson and slams Knight into the ground with a Russian leg sweep with the nelson still applied - the Phoenix Wings! Phoenix lands hard on his back and is as slow to get up as Knight is. Knight even beats him to his feet, backs him into the corner and shoots him out, but Phoenix reverses it... Knight hits the corner hard and staggers out... Phoenix nails the shotgun dropkick! He lands on his back, but scrambles up to his feet... fighting through the pain! He pulls Knight up, hooks the arms... lifts... INTO ASHES! The Tiger Driver hits! He holds for the cover! 1... ... 2... ... 3! BASTIAN KRULL: White Phoenix did it! Despite a very tremendous effort from AJ Knight, White Phoenix is able to put him away and avenge his elimination from the August 25th battle royal! Phoenix gets up, holding his back in pain as he gets his arm raised in victory by referee Cordell Garner. AJ Knight sits up, clearly dejected by the loss and pulls himself in the corner to begin propping himself up to his feet. Phoenix walks over and extends a hand, Knight shoots an incredulous stare in return. Phoenix nods and Knight's deciding if he wants to or not when Phoenix goes down from behind! KRIS SLADE!? Slade grabs Phoenix and throws him out of the ring, AJ Knight gets up and watches this transpire with Garner - not knowing what to make of it, giving us a pretty good idea that it's not his doing (or he's a good actor). Slade pulls Phoenix up and whips him into the ring apron, punches him a few times and then swipes everything off the time keeper's table. He pulls Phoenix in... then powerbombs him through the table! Knight is shown in the ring being restrained by Declan Black and Mark Storm, not the biggest fan of outside interference - his Chaos mates lead him out of the ring to the back as Kris Slade stands tall over White Phoenix to close the show. - END -
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Post by Office on Sept 8, 2016 12:03:02 GMT -5
CARD FOR 9/15's edition of MANE EVENT in Seattle, Washington!
- PRIDE TITLE MATCH: Kenshin Takamura & Matt Pulver defend vs. Robb Daniels & Ben Chrenshaw
- Brody Howitzer vs. Adam Adonis
- White Phoenix vs. Reginald Hamilton
- Heritage Champion Corey Cruelty in Showcase action!
- Mark Storm will be showcased!
- Blake Mitchell (w/ Aria Price) returns in showcase action!
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