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Post by Office on Nov 9, 2016 15:13:38 GMT -5
The elevator door opens. Standing inside is Julian Cutlass, decked out in his black trunks and sky blue robe with the hood peeled back. The King of Lions title is wrapped around his waist. The Pride championship draped over the robed shoulder. He has an empty gaze, the 1,000 yard stare of a man whose thoughts are elsewhere. We see Jeremy Squire, the sandy-haired frat boy and one of the many young talents on the roster, board the elevator and stand next to him with his hands crossed in front of his body. He stares at Cutlass with a smirk until the champion turns his head and looks toward him. JEREMY SQUIRE [shit-eating smirk]:
Sup?Cutlass is a bit perplexed at a response and simply nods his head politely in response and returns to staring forward. This does not satisfy the callow, self-assured eternal bro who leans slightly toward him. JEREMY SQUIRE:
Catch my match last week? Big win, am I right?Cutlass turns his head. Again.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
Congratulations...The decorated Beer Pong champion gives off a slight shrug. JEREMY SQUIRE:
Who knows? Maybe I’ll be the next challenger for that belt you got there.At this Cutlass pins his gaze to the hard-partying young man. His eyes do not waver but only study the young man. The champ stares upon him like a predatory cyborg dissecting its fallible, all-too-human prey. Squire, now that he has finally and successfully solicited attention from the King of Lions champion, swallows a lump in his throat and his eyes are on the verge of bulging out of his sockets and ricocheting around the elevator like a pinball machine. Squire has the look of a guy who knows he’s earned the right to eat his own teeth and can do nothing but await his fate. Then the elevators stops. And the doors open. Cutlass, for a moment, does not move. And then he grins.
JULIAN CUTLASS:
I’ll be looking forward to it.He steps off the elevator and disappears out of sight, taking the championship belts with him. Squire leans back against the elevator and breathes a deep sigh of relief. We can’t be sure if he wet himself or not, but as the doors begin to close he looks up at the ceiling almost as if in prayer.
JEREMY SQUIRE:
Christ that was scary…The doors close and the scene fades.
The feed cuts to the back where Kris Slade is attacking Alexei Smirnov in the gorilla position, bashing his head off the sound booth and throwing him down the short flight of stairs. Smirnov gets to his knees as Slade leaps off the top of the stairs and goes for a double axe handle, but Smirnov drives a fist into Slade’s stomach and sends him tumbling to the ground. Smirnov grabs him up and throws him through the curtain, right into the inside of the lion’s head that hasn’t opened up yet. Smirnov presses the button and Slade tries to crawl out, but Smirnov picks him up and drags him out into the entrance aisle. Smirnov holds him by the tights and looks to lawn dart him across the announce desk, but Slade fights free and throws Smirnov into the now closed lion’s head. Slade attempts to follow up, but Smirnov kicks him in the gut and smashes him into it!
CHAD GOMEZ:
And here I was expecting a nice technical bout between these two.
BASTIAN KRULL:
Yeah, right.Smirnov pulls Slade up and drags him down the aisle toward the ring. When he gets close, he Irish whips Slade into the ring steps sending him flipping over. Slade yells in pain as he holds his legs, Smirnov yanks him up and then drills him off the steps before rolling him into the ring. Smirnov rolls in and pulls Slade to his feet, whipping him into the corner. Smirnov charges in, eats a boot to the face and Slade comes roaring out with a rolling elbow! Smirnov spins down to his knee, but gets back up in time to eat the Skull Cracker high knee from the self-proclaimed King of Hardcore. Slade pulls Smirnov off the mat and back to his feet, drills him off the top turnbuckle and watches him stagger across the ring. Slade knees him in the back, sending Smirnov down onto the middle rope. Kris Slade climbs on top, using all of his weight to choke the life out of Smirnov. Referee Robbie Morris orders a break and Slade drops down in time to not get a yellow card, but mouths off to Morris just the same. He shoves Morris and goes after Smirnov again, pulling him up... a headbutt from the Hooligan sends Slade staggering.
BASTIAN KRULL:
In case you're wondering about sizes here. Alexei Smirnov clocks in at 6'7" and 260lbs while Kris Slade is no small man himself, 6'5" and 234lbs. A lot of size in that ring right now and it's an all out brawl! Slade is reeled back by Smirnov, who grabs him in a clinch and begins delivering a series of knees. He lets Slade go and clocks him with a kick to complete the ACAB, Slade stumbles but doesn't fall. Smirnov backs into the corner and seems to be signalling for a spear... LIGHTNING CHARG-NO! Slade clamps on a front facelock, but the crowd gasps as Smirnov picks Slade up with ease and drops him right on top of his head with a Death Valley Driver! Smirnov gets up, shouting at Slade who's trying to crawl back to his feet but clearly a bit dazed from the drop. Smirnov lets him get to his knees before he grabs his ankles and yanks... causing him to fall face first onto the mat again. Smirnov backs into the ropes and charges out... leaps... CURB STOMP! The crowd gasps as Slade's head hits the mat like a basketball, Smirnov rolls him over and covers! 1... ... 2... ... 3!
CHAD GOMEZ:
Jesus.BASTIAN KRULL:
A vicious curb stomp ends this bout. Not a long one, but an intense brawl for sure! Alexei Smirnov picks up another victory!Security comes out and makes sure that Alexei Smirnov leaves without incident as Slade is checked on by medical staff.
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Post by Office on Nov 9, 2016 15:13:51 GMT -5
Backstage, the feed switches to James Edwards sitting ramrod straight in a chair. He looks directly into the camera in a manner that suggests what he has to say is important.
JAMES EDWARDS:
When I agreed to go on The Ken Starr Show I did it with the hope that I could tell my side of the story about this whole deal about my kick. I don’t appreciate him or those protestors trying to put words in my mouth. I never aimed to hurt anybody. I ain’t some monster either. I’m just a fighter, one with a helluva fight on his hands tonight. There’s been a lot of scuttlebutt on if I have the stones to use the kick after last week. Damn right I do but, I ain’t doing this to spite anyone. The kick has gotten me this far. I don’t see any point in alterin’ that. My methods work, and I’m gonna keep followin’ them for as long as I’ve got breath in my lungs.Edwards nods at the camera and then scene fades to black.
The scene cuts to Grace Kazoulis with Becky Chande backstage. The Sheracles makes a civilian appearance tonight here in Green Bay. Despite the fact that Grace now has a couple of wins under her belt and technically every reason to celebrate she looks unusually somber and stern. GRACE KAZOULIS:
Hello everyone. This is Grace Kazoulis in need to speak her mind. Not everyone might like what I have to say but that´s alright with me. In fact it´s the whole purpose why I ambushed Becky here. All you good people in the seats and on the TV´s you watched last show when Corey and I took on Emperor Ian and Brody Howitzer. Most importantly I hope you got your money´s worth out of the match. I got mine sort of. Yes, it was another win in my track record and you might think I should be satisfied with that. Honestly I´m not, sorry for that. I mean I brought the fight to Ian and Brody, I took my fair share of bumps and when the two clowns went down Corey Cruelty the big, cool, some nineteen year old Heritage Champ doesn´t have two seconds to slap hands with me?”She pauses.
GRACE KAZOULIS:
Who do you think you are Corey? Sorry man, I know you are a champion and all that and I´m not implying you didn´t earn that title of something but exactly taught you basic manners? Didn´t you learn along the way to show some respect to others whether they are wrestlers, fans and some dudes you meet on the street? Being a champion is more than winning matches. That´s what my father taught me when I got into wrestling. In case you wonder he has been an amateur wrestler all his life. Heck. He still steps into the ring today occasionally and I learned from him that a champion needs the heart of a champion. He needs to have some humility and some manners. An awesome finisher alone is not going to hack it.She takes the mic from Becky. GRACE KAZOULIS:
I tell you something Corey. I think you are in need of some humility not just concerning me but concerning the rest of the world as well. I volunteer for the job. How about I come and try to take that strap away from your waist. Like that idea? Guess you don´t. Well too bad for you because that´s exactly what I´m gonna do. I go for the Heritage Championship as soon as I can get a shot. Speaking of shots, I still have the rope burns left over from Brody´s clever moves. You´re surely good with tools and with ropes too. It´s a small world Brody and one of these days we gonna meet again in and have a very long talk about you and the ropes.The camera zooms in for a close-up of Grace´s firmly set jaw and hard stare before the scene fades out.
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Post by Office on Nov 9, 2016 15:14:00 GMT -5
We focus on the ring where Chuck Cooper is already in the ring in preparation for this next match. Still looking visibly sore from his confrontations with Alexei Smirnov, he none the less finds time to pump his fist into the air receiving a light pop of encouragement from the crowd.
JAKE AARONS:Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall, there will be a 10 minute time limit!"Dark Harbor" by Two Steps From Hell plays over the PA System as the lights dim and are replaced by deep pulsating strobes of dark blue and seagreen colorations. A sickly light green and grey mist billows in from the stage and surrounds the entrance area in a length just below the knees of your average bystander. Once the arena is sufficiently blanketed we finally come face to face with the massive frame of the Leviathan, with his handler Jackson Kaiser in tow. Beyond his signature "Murdoch Snarl" resting on his face, the Horror of Innsmouth betrays no emotions in his eyes as he walks listlessly towards the ring, politely being kept on course by the enigmatic Mister Kaiser. The lumbering giant climbs over the top rope with ease, as a supremely confident Kaiser dusts off his shoulders and pant legs after climbing through the middle. The lights come back up as Jackson holds his arms open wide in address to the audience while the Leviathan waits patiently in the corner while rolling his neck with wandering eyes. JAKE AARONS:Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 298lbs, he is "The Horror of Innsmouth" - LEVIATHAN!CHAD GOMEZ:
I think these monsters are all a week late... BASTIAN KRULL:
Well, I don't have the size of Leviathan in front of me but I do know that Chuck Cooper is six feet tall. Buster Powell stands about 6'3" and he's bigger than him, so six foot six? Maybe six foot seven?
CHAD GOMEZ:
He's big. Chuck Cooper gets the crowd into the early proceedings here with a slow clap that increases in it's frequency to get every fired up as he circles around the ring with the lumbering mass of humanity before him approaching the center of the ring. Chuck Cooper seems hesitant to charge in, and tries firing off some pot shots with a few jabs to the arm and back as he encircles his opponent, Leviathan simply stands as if awaiting further instruction, almost like he's lost in the ring. Cooper takes his as a sign and shoots forward with an attempted double leg takedown, but the Horror of Innsmouth fires off with miraculous speed with a reactionary clubbing blow across the back of Chuck's upper back that echoes throughout the arena as the audience exclaims "Ooooh" in response. BASTIAN KRULL:
Chuck Cooper went for a takedown, but Leviathan slapped him down so fast I barely even saw the impact! Sure heard it though!CHAD GOMEZ:
You gotta remember Chuck Cooper is still recuperating from the onslaught administered to him from Alexei Smirnov two weeks ago in Kenosha! And you can see the soreness and pain, as he writhes on the mat like he's got an itch he can't scratch! Looks like Leviathan's gonna help him!The anvil sized head of Leviathan cocks to the side in curiosity as if he's studying the effects of harm he's inflicted on Chuck Cooper with just a single move. He looks over to his handler, Jackson Kaiser, who screams "Skull Kraken!" from the corner while slapping his hand to the mat a single time. Leviathan nods his head and deliberately walks over to Chuck Cooper who is just not rising from his knees to his feet, but what he doesn't expect is the Kingsport Terror grasping onto his skull with his meaty palms from behind. Cooper screams out not so much in pain at the moment, but fear. As he grasps onto the hands of his captor, he wrenches back and forth trying to escape, but Leviathans grip is stronger. The aggressor grits his teeth and rears back in a sight of horrifying near slow motion crashing his skull into the back of Cooper's cranium, sending the veteran enhancement talent crumpling to the mat like a sack of disjointed meat. CHAD GOMEZ:
This has not been a good tour of Lake Michigan for Chuck Cooper...BASTIAN KRULL:
This is hard to watch folks. Chuck Cooper could be seriously hurt here. A blow like that with a man that size to the back of the head is why moves like that are illegal in mixed martial arts. There could be some serious fracturing going on there. This guy is inhuman!We hear another order barked from the corner from Jackson Kaiser, who appears to be absolutely fidgeting with excitement from watching his monster work. Leviathan looks almost morose as he reluctantly picks up the broken shell of a man once known as Chuck Cooper, and once again from behind this time locking his hands around the waist of his opponent, and absolutely crushing him to the mat below with a backdrop driver, once again straight on the back of the neck. From there it's simply academic, as the massive frame of Leviathan crawls over and places itself onto Cooper. One... Two... Three! The audience showers the monster of a man with boos as he slowly makes his way to his feet with the assistance of the ropes. Leviathan's face encapsulates that trademark Murdoch snarl as his wild eyes survey his surroundings. Jackson Kaiser claps his hands enthusiastically as he steps through the middle ropes and outstretches his arms in reference for his monster charge. Chuck Powell steps in between the Arkham Executioner and his broken opponent, ensuring that no further damage can be caused to the respected ring veteran. BASTIAN KRULL:
Chuck Cooper was out from the Skull Kraken folks, this was a blatant display of callous dominance on behalf of Kaiser and his client. The Backdrop Driver, one of the most devastating moves in the history of this sport, championed by some of the best. Has been commandeered by this...absolute horror.CHAD GOMEZ:
Smirnov may have been more ruthless. Kraken maybe more ferocious. But this guy...it's just plain eerie, Bastian. There's something about this that gives me the creeps!
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Post by Office on Nov 9, 2016 15:14:10 GMT -5
‘I Ain't No Joke’ by Eric B & Rakim plays and Hammerstein emerges from the back to a good pop, he jogs down the aisle and slaps hands with the fans before climbing onto the apron and entering the ring with more agility and confidence than usual. He waves to the fans, who return the love.
BASTIAN KRULL:
Listen to these fans!"YOU'RE NO JOKE!" chants echo throughout the venue, Hammerstein smiles.
CHAD GOMEZ:
I'm not a fan, I don't care about his performance last week. He had to be a sore loser and dump a vat of chicken grease over my head! I'm still brushing little chunks of breading out!Hammerstein quickly realizes he forget to bring a mic, so he exits the ring and rushes down the aisle to the announce booth. Gomez flippantly tosses him a mic, but Hammer fumbles and bumbles it, allowing to bonk Gomez on the head. CHAD GOMEZ:
Can't you do anything right!?Hammerstein ruffles Gomez' hair and then looks at his hand with disgust. HAMMERSTEIN:
Ew, what happened? Hammer smiles. HAMMERSTEIN:
Oh, it's ok, Pookie! Chin up!Hammerstein walks back down to the ring. HAMMERSTEIN:
So, Green Bay…...WHAT'S UP, GUYS?!The crowd pops huge at the cheap pop request. "YOU'RE NO JOKE" chants rumble up again. Hammerstein stands in the center of the ring, amazed that the crowd is chanting for him. He bows his head humbly, and the camera catches Hammerstein's eyes tearing up. The affable wrestler looks up, a big grin on his face. HAMMERSTEIN:
Guys, y'all got no idea how much dis legit touches me. Da past few weeks ain't been too nice to Da Hammer, in and out of da ring. But you know what? Just y'all tellin me I ain't no joke makes me know dat I'm on da right track. Now, Chrenshaw outsmarted me last week. I know what some of y'all are tinkin, ‘dat’s not too hard.’ But listen, he a tough dude, and he a great IRON Champion. But, I bet if you go ask him, Ol’ Benny Crenny’ll tell ya dat I ain't no easy win. He’ll tell ya I ain't no joke!YOU’RE NO JOKE!
YOU’RE NO JOKE!Hammerstein pauses again as the crowd rocks the arena with the chant. He puts a hand up and the crowd slowly quietness down.
HAMMERSTEIN:
at gets me right in da feels, guys. I love y'all, too. But I gotta tell y'all I'm out here on business. Ol Benny Crenny gotta defend da IRON title against James Edwards tonight. I wish J-Ed all da luck in da world. I known him for a long time, and he da real deal. But I has unfinished business with ol Benny. He tinks he done with me, but I'm just gettin started.Hammerstein looks into the camera, his smile fades away, as his normally jovial face morphs into a stern, almost angry, glare.
HAMMERSTEIN:
I been taken lightly all my career, and yeah, I deserved alot of it, cause ya know, I'm a goofball. I been a nice guy since day one. I been da comic relief. But im done being the clown. I'm done being the guy that everyone likes, but noone thinks is a player, noone sees as a threat. I'm ready to make an impact in this company and it starts right now! And it start with you, Benny! Benjamin Chrenshaw, I'm challenging you to another match, under IRON rules, and I don't give a damn if you hang on to da title tonight or not. Cause dis ain't about no title. Dis is about me takin you down, and whoopin dat fruit….no….dis is about me kickin your ass, you sonofabitch! So good luck tonight, Benny. Whether you keep dat title or not, you, and everbody else, best start lookin over both shoulders, cause da Hammer's comin for ya all, and when you're da hammer, everbody looks like a nail.Hammerstein drops the mic, rolls out of the ring and heads back up the aisle, completely oblivious to the fans he mingled with earlier. BASTIAN KRULL:
I've never seen Hammerstein so serious.
CHAD GOMEZ:
That idiot called me Pookie!?
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Post by Office on Nov 9, 2016 15:14:22 GMT -5
We return from break with Eli Buchanan and Kenneth Starr both in the ring with their respective clients talking strategy. Jan van der Roost and La Cucaracha each take a lap around the ring, slapping hands with the fans before referee Brian Shelzi calls them in and tells the managers to get out. BASTIAN KRULL:
A great feud brewing here. Sarah Starr has made quite the impact since coming to Lion's Road, but not in the traditional sense. She's rubbed just about everyone the wrong way. Hell, Jan van der Roost's whole motivation for coming to Lion's Road was to shut her up after the two traded barbs on Twitter.CHAD GOMEZ:
Doesn't that make him a bit insecure? Does he go to the door of fans who talk shit about him and beat them up?BASTIAN KRULL:
So Jan van der Roost is teaming up with one of the many other wrestlers that Starr has raised the ire of in La Cucaracha. The two thought they had pulled one over on the self-proclaimed Incomparable One when they challenged her to a tag match figuring that no one liked her enough to want to team. Well, that was almost true - no one came to her aid. It was only just last week that Kraken made his debut, a client of Eli Buchanan and the two managers struck a deal. CHAD GOMEZ:
What a deal it was! The bell sounds and the two women start things off, La Cucaracha and Starr engage in a collar and elbow tie-up and Cucaracha backs Starr into the corner and breaks clean. Starr complains about the smell of Cucaracha, who tells referee Brian Shelzi that she just showered two or three weeks ago! Starr looks disgusted and her husband Kenneth provides some hand soap for her before continuing. Cucaracha runs around the ring, making her hand symbol that the audience fumbles to make themselves. Starr demands they lock-up again and Cucaracha shrugs and does so, this time Starr takes a deep breath and appears to be holding it as she grapples Cucaracha back into the corner. Shelzi calls for the break, but Starr slaps Cucaracha across the face and runs to the other side of the ring to catch her breath. She runs back, holding it again and tries to Irish whip Cucaracha across the ring, but the Roach reverses it and sends Starr in! She hits the corner and comes staggering out... HIP TOSS! Starr returns to her feet quickly... HIGH ANGLE DROPKICK! Starr goes down again, but quickly stumbles to her feet... FLYING FOREARM! Starr is all over the place and begs off into the ropes as Cucaracha tells her to bring it! Shelzi gets in between the two and Starr takes her sweet time getting off the ropes. CHAD GOMEZ:
Now how is that fair? How can she come to wrestle smelling like that?
BASTIAN KRULL:
I think sh-I hope she's exaggerating. Either way, I'm glad we're over here and not at ringside.
CHAD GOMEZ:
No kidding.Cucaracha gets sick of waiting and advances on Starr, who smashes her with a back elbow when she gets close. Cucaracha staggers away and Starr gives chase, Kenneth Starr says something to Shelzi and distracts him long enough for Starr to rake the Roach's eyes! She grabs her in a front facelock and snaps her to the mat with a suplex! She floats over with the cover! 1... ... 2-KICK OUT! Starr argues the count and then pulls Cucaracha to her feet, throwing her into the corner. She argues with Shelzi some more before charging in, Cucaracha moves out of the way and Starr crashes in the corner. The Roach raises her right arm and climbs into the second rope. 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! OOOOH! 10! Buchanan slaps Kraken on the leg, and he climbs into the ring and diverts Shelzi's attention. Starr grabs Cucaracha and steps forward, looking to drop her face first on the top turnbuckle that Kenneth Starr is quickly trying to undo the cover on... but Cucaracha monkey flips her! The Roach dives across the ring and makes the tag to Jan van der Roost! Kenneth Starr leaps off the apron, leaving the turnbuckle padding intact. Roost comes in, open hand chops Starr twice into the ropes and asks for silence as he strikes her with the third! The crowd oohs as Starr doubles over in pain, but she doesn't get a chance to suffer because Roost whips her across the ring and a BIG BACK BODY DROP~! brings her down to the mat! Starr rolls near the ropes and both Kenneth Starr and Eli Buchanan reach in to pull her out forcing an automatic tag to Kraken. CHAD GOMEZ:
What a weapon, Bas! Six foot six, four hundred and fifty pounds. These two thought they were so smart challenging Starr to a tag match when she didn't have a partner and look who she found! I bet they're regretting it now!
BASTIAN KRULL:
Maybe, but they still showed up to fight.Roost wastes no time at all going after the big man, blasting him with shots before he's even fully in the ring. He manages to get him in the corner and unloads with blows before grabbing him and trying to Irish whip him across the ring. Kraken reverses the whip and sends Roost into the corner, then charges in after him... RIGHT INTO A BOOT TO THE FACE! Kraken stumbles back and staggers in place, Roost rushes forward with a clothesline in mind but gets turned inside out by a lariat of Kraken's own. Kraken methodically creeps behind Roost as he pulls himself up with the ropes, spinning him around by the shoulder and hoisting him up onto his shoulder. He does a lap around the ring, showcasing his strength before he drives Roost into the mat with a powerslam! Roost lands so hard that he pops back up to his knees and retreats to the corner, but this proves to be a bad idea as even with his back turned, it doesn't save him from the big corner splash! Roost crumples into the corner, but Kraken drags his nearly lifeless body out by the arm and pulls him to his feet... right into a second lariat! Roost reaches out for Cucaracha, despite not knowing where exactly he's at. Kraken tags Starr back in and pulls Roost up for her, restraining his arms... she grabs the back of his head and falls back... driving his face into her knees to complete the Talking Point! Roost falls backwards as Kraken exits the ring and Starr struts around in showboat fashion as her husband applauds.
BASTIAN KRULL:
Sarah Starr acting like she's done all the work.CHAD GOMEZ:
Did you not hear about the partner selection process? It was a ton of work!
BASTIAN KRULL:
I'm sure crumpling up that empty list and throwing it in the trash was so hard on them.Starr grabs Roost as he's climbing to his feet and slaps him a couple of times before whipping him into the ropes, she doubles over and he comes back with a swinging neckbreaker! Except she struggles on the neckbreaker portion, she manages to extend her leg so that Kraken can tag it just as Roost connects with the neckbreaker! He goes for the cover but big Kraken stomps him! Kraken pulls Roost up his head, Rooster tries firing back with some shots but one forearm club from Kraken puts a quick stop to that. He pulls Roost up and body slams him back to the mat. He backs into the ropes... yelling in French before charging out and leaping into the air... NO ONE HOME ON THE BIG SPLASH! Kraken holds his big gut in pain before crawling to his feet, Roost tries dragging himself across the ring to Cucaracha... BIG SPLASH FROM KRAKEN! Right on the back on van der Roost! Rather than cover, Kraken gets up, still a bit hurt from missing his initial splash and tags Starr back in. She comes back in and roughs up Roost, who despite his best attempts to fight back, can't quite get ahead. Starr holds Roost up at an arm's length and holds her right hand high in the air, she rears back... STRIKES DO--NO! Roost blocks it and forearms her in the face! Starr stumbles back, turns around and manages to clock Cucaracha in the face before falling to the mat herself! Cucaracha falls off the apron as Roost reaches out for a tag. Starr scrambles to her feet and grabs Roost, pushing him into the ropes before she bounces off the opposite set... SUPERKICK FROM VAN DER ROOST! The fans come alive for the desperation move, Starr nails the ropes and manages to stay upright, staggering over to Roost who dives and makes the tag to Cucaracha right as she gets back on the apron!
BASTIAN KRULL:
This Roach is on fire!Cucaracha nearly trips getting into the ring, but stomps Starr's foot and shoots her into the corner! She charges in with a forearm, knocking Starr to a seated position then runs to the opposite corner, yells CANNONBALL then sprints across the ring, doing exactly that! She quickly gets up, pulls Starr out of the corner and double underhooks the arms. Kraken climbs inside the ring and lariats her from behind! Roost tries to get in to help, but Kenneth Starr holds his leg! Roost jumps off the apron to give chase, but runs right into a briefcase from Eli Buchanan! Cucaracha is yanked up to her feet by Kraken, who holds her in place as Starr groggily and sloppily hits the Starrstruck enzuigiri! Cucaracha crumples to the mat as does Starr, Kraken throws her on top and exits the ring. 1... ... 2... ... 3! Kenneth Starr leaps into the air several times as though he won the World Series, Eli Buchanan shows Kraken the dent on the briefcase from van der Roost's head and the two exchange a laugh. Buchanan leads Kraken to the back as Kenneth Starr slides in and pulls his wife to her feet, holding her arm up in victory.
BASTIAN KRULL:
Kraken and Sarah Starr pick up the victory in this one, but I'll call it anything but fair. The two managers out here played a big part in the proceedings, making this a 4 on 2. And with Kraken being a part of this match, it may as well have been six on two.
CHAD GOMEZ:
Brilliant, isn't it?
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Post by Office on Nov 9, 2016 15:14:28 GMT -5
The feed cuts backstage to find Becky Chande standing by a familiar figure. The fans in attendance give a cheer as the Lions' Road interviewer begins:
Becky Chande:
Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Heritage Champion, Corey Cruelty.
Becky then turns towards Cruelty to address him directly:
Becky Chande:
Corey, thank you for joining me. Earlier tonight, your partner last week, Grace Kazoulis, had some stern words for you regarding the end of your tag match. She was angry that you did not stay and celebrate with her after the match was over, and stated that she might want a shot at your Heritage Championship as a way to teach you some humility. Your thoughts?
At first, Corey reacts with only a smirk and a chuckle; after a moment, however, he holds out his free hand – the one not holding his girlfriend's waist – semi-politely requesting the microphone. Becky hands it to him and, after a nod of thanks, Corey turns to address the camera directly:
Corey Cruelty:
Grace...have you ever had that moment of realization? That moment that puts everything into perspective? That moment when you figure out something you should have known all along? Personally, I don't think you have, or you wouldn't be asking me for answers about last week's match.
Corey takes a step towards the camera, releasing Lady Dark in the process. The blonde hangs back with Becky as the Champion gives the camera an intense glare.
Corey Cruelty:
You see, Grace...I've had that moment. I've had that enlightenment. And it has changed me. I used to tell people to join me in darkness...but what I've realized is that I don't need them to. I don't need anybody in the darkness with me. What I've realized, Grace...is that I'm better off on my own.
Cruelty pauses for emphasis, but only for a moment:
Corey Cruelty:
You see...it's a well-known fact that the Prince of Darkness is undefeated in singles competition. Every time he has stepped in that ring in a one-on-one capacity, he's been successful. Even his draw against Mark Storm would have been a win, if not for the time limit expiring. On his own, the Prince of Darkness is a force to be reckoned with. But Grace...the Heritage of Darkness isn't perfect. There is one slight bump on the Road to Nowhere. One defeat on an otherwise flawless record. And that defeat... came in a team effort.
Corey's tone becomes harsh, his blue eyes flashing angrily as he continues:
Corey Cruelty:
Yes. The only other time the Prince of Darkness was asked to cooperate with someone...the Prince of Darkness lost. Not only that, the Prince of Darkness was the one being pinned, and his supposed 'partners' did NOTHING to prevent it!
The Heritage Champion is all but growling as he proceeds:
Corey Cruelty:
Oh, you could say it was the Prince of Darkness's fault his team lost that match. After all, he did take the pin. But as far as the Prince of Darkness sees it, it was his 'partners'' fault, for not putting the other team away quicker. If they had done their job, the Prince of Darkness would not have been in the position to be held down to begin with. If they had done their job, the Prince of Darkness's record would be immaculate. But no – the Prince of Darkness now knows what was going on. The Prince of Darkness was being used as a lamb to the slaughter, so neither of his two 'partners' would lose face. And that, Grace, is why the Prince of Darkness doesn't trust anyone anymore.
Corey allows himself a smirk at this point, his tone softening again.
Corey Cruelty:
Oh, you thought it was about you?! No...no, Grace, it's not about you. The reason I didn't stick around and celebrate after our match last week had nothing to do with my feelings towards you. I did it because in this sport, alliances are pointless. Friendships are pointless. Opening yourself up to someone only makes you a target. And the Prince of Darkness has enough of a target on his back as it is.
Cruelty leans in even closer:
Corey Cruelty:
Grace... last Thursday, I did what I said I would. I offered you support, and I made sure we got a victory. I kept my promise. Did my job. That doesn't mean I want to be your friend. That doesn't even mean I trust you. As far as I see it, you needed me...not the other way 'round.
A smattering of boos emerges from off-camera, but dies down with the Champion's next few words:
Corey Cruelty:
With that said... you have courage. You were upfront and fair towards the Princess of Darkness, and you seem like one of the few people in this sport who doesn't let their mouth become larger than their ability. That's something the Prince of Darkness can respect.
Corey pauses for effect again.
Corey Cruelty:
So yes. A lot of people would stand here and yell insults at you, but the Prince of Darkness can recognize when someone deserves respect. And that's why he's going to grant you your wish. If you really want a shot at this...
Cruelty pats the belt draped across his right shoulder.
Corey Cruelty:
...you're getting it.
A cheer erupts from the arena floor, as a smirk resurfaces on Corey's lips.
Corey Cruelty:
But Grace...be careful what you wish for.
With this, the Heritage Champion retraces his steps and, after thanking Becky and once again wrapping an arm around his queen, promptly exits the frame, leaving the interviewer to wrap up the segment.
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Post by Office on Nov 9, 2016 15:14:35 GMT -5
Both competitors are already inside the ring. JAKE AARONS:
Ladies and gentlemen, this bout is to be fought to one fall with a twenty minute time limit and is for the Iron Championship! Introducing first the challenger from Lexington, Kentucky! He weighs in at two hundred and five pounds... JAMES EDWARDS!Edwards bows.
JAKE AARONS:
His opponent from London, England! He weighs in at two hundred and thirteen pounds! The current, reigning and defending Iron Champion... BEN CHRENSHAW!Chrenshaw raises the belt and smirks. JAKE AARONS:
Your referee for this bout is Xavier Price! The bell sounds as Xavier Price's request. Both champion and challenger circle about the ring before Edwards swoops in for a takedown, Chrenshaw easily sidesteps it but smiles in response. He calls for a traditional collar and elbow tie-up and challenger James Edwards is happy to oblige him. The two men are nearly equal size and jockey for position accordingly, Chrenshaw starts backing Edwards up into the corner but Burning Heart swings him around last second and puts him in the corner! Edwards drops a level and goes to drive his shoulder into Chrenshaw's midsection but the champion raises his knee to block, Edwards puts his hands up to stop himself from hitting the knee and backs off and beckons Chrenshaw out of the corner. The champion and challenger meet in the centre of the ring again, collar and elbow tie-up and Edwards goes behind, but gets his left arm wringed out by the Crippler. After wrenching it in tighter, Edwards moves quickly and turns the tides - applying an arm wringer of his own but the champion immediately rolls forward, springs up and goes back on the offensive with an arm wringer of his own. Edwards tries to avoid being brought down to his knees by the pressuring that is being applied by reversing the arm wringer into one of his own again, but Chrenshaw uses his careless momentum against him and counters it into a hammerlock and then a side headlock! Edwards quickly backs him up into the ropes and tries to shoot him off, but the champion hip tosses him to the mat instead!
BASTIAN KRULL:
You knew this was going to be a chess match between these two men. Ben Chrenshaw is definitely the better grappler of the two men, James Edwards' style is much more focused on striking and while he isn't terrible or completely lost on the match, he primarily uses his strength to simply lock up a limb and stretch the opponent into submission. I don't know if I see him doing that to Chrenshaw, but stranger things have happened in the squared circle. I think the challenger's best bet is to keep his distance and try to catch Chrenshaw with strikes as he attempts to close the gap.Edwards gets up and the Iron Champion smirks as he offers up a knuckle lock, his challenger complies with the request and the two lock hands. With an inch difference in height and eight pounds separating them in weight, they take a bit of time before either one gains an advantage but Chrenshaw decides to expedite the process and trip Edwards down to the mat. He keeps the hands locked and tries to get into Edwards' guard, but Edwards brings his feet up and keeps Chrenshaw standing by pressing them against his chest. Edwards brings his hands past his own shoulders, pinning himself to the mat briefly (earning a one count) just so he can bring his feet down and kick Chrenshaw's thighs! Chrenshaw falls into Edwards' guard and he applies a triangle choke! Chrenshaw quickly moves to the ropes to break the hold, bringing his point total to nine. As Edwards is releasing the hold, Chrenshaw strikes quick and stomps Edwards in the face! The Green Bay crowd boos the cheapshot, but the cerebral and methodical Chrenshaw ignores them and pulls Edwards into a side headlock and clocks him with a fist! Edwards goes teetering across the ring, landing on the ropes and Chrenshaw blasts him with some forearms to the back before dragging him back into the middle of the ring and blasting him with a European uppercut! CHAD GOMEZ:
Can you believe that Hammerstein wants to get back in the ring with this man? I thought the guy was stupid before, but he proved he's dumber than I thought tonight by challenging him again. There's not too many who have escaped a match with the Iron King as unscathed as he did. He should thank his lucky stars that he's still able to walk this week and go beat up Emperor Ian or something.
BASTIAN KRULL:
Maybe that's part of his motivation. We're talking about a man who tapped out our current King of the Lions Champion, a man who's bested Matt Pulver multiple times... HE wasn't able to pin or submit Hammerstein - he won by points decision. It's a valid victory either way, but I think Hammerstein - right or wrong - feels he can beat Ben Chrenshaw. It's a styles clash for sure, but in combat sports those can spell trouble for fighters. Chrenshaw backs off and lets Edwards begin his ascent back to his feet, he rolls onto all fours... and Chrenshaw stomps on his hand! Edwards yelps and sort of leaps to his feet in pain, Chrenshaw grabs him and begins laying in some knees to the chest. Chrenshaw blasts Edwards with a European uppercut that sends him back into the ropes, Chrenshaw tries to advance on him but Edwards fires back with an elbow to the gut. He grabs Chrenshaw in a clinch and nails a few uppercuts before throwing him into the corner, he works a combo on his midsection and then slaps the taste out of Chrenshaw's mouth to a resounding OOOH from the crowd before backing off at Xavier Price's request. Chrenshaw holds his face, looking as though he's a bit surly about that shot but the smirk grows across his face as Edwards shakes his head. Chrenshaw barely gets out of the corner and Edwards locks-up with him, forearming him in the face a few times to back him into the corner again and then tries to shoot him out but Chrenshaw plants his feet. Chrenshaw goes with it, reverses the whip attempt into an arm wringer and then blasts him with an elbow strike! Edwards falls into the corner and Chrenshaw begins drilling him with knees to the midsection, he tries for the last one to the head but Edwards blocks it! Chrenshaw fakes a forearm, then Irish whips Edwards across the ring following close behind. Edwards leaps onto the second rope and turns around with a springboard forearm! Chrenshaw staggers into the ropes and Edwards scrambles to his feet, applying a waist lock and then belly to belly suplexing him onto the mat! He jumps on top for a cover! 1... ... 2-KICK OUT! Edwards, already in side control as a result of the lateral press, puts his left knee on top of Chrenshaw's right arm and then his right knee on the champion's abdomen. He begins drilling him with elbows to the face, Chrenshaw quickly adjusts himself and manages to swing a leg over the bottom rope. Edward releases and Chrenshaw exits the ring, Price goes out behind him and a stage hand throws a towel to him. Chrenshaw is given the towel, and blood doesn't take long to cover it. The replay of the move in question on the Pollovision elicits some groans from the audience as Chrenshaw's nose gets obliterated under Edwards' elbow. BASTIAN KRULL:
Looks like a broken nose, Xavier Price just asked him if he wanted to continue and there was no words said, but the look Chrenshaw shot him said it all. He's climbing back inside the ring, now at seven points to Edwards' ten because of the rope break and rolling out of the ring.
CHAD GOMEZ:
How's this going to affect him moving forward in the match?
BASTIAN KRULL:
He's going to have to rely on breathing out of his mouth, and that's not ideal for a bout against a striker like James Edwards. Chrenshaw gets back in the ring, Edwards immediately goes to the attack and Chrenshaw does his best to clinch him close and work him into the ropes. Chrenshaw begins kneeing him in the gut and is told to break, he doesn't do it by five so Price raises a yellow card and Chrenshaw flashes him a dirty look. Edwards uses this chance to headbutt Chrenshaw in the face, sending him across the ring in a hurry. Edwards chases him down as Aarons announces that Chrenshaw is now at four points, but the champion wraps both of his legs around Edwards' and rolls him right into the Wrinkle in Time! Edwards hurriedly makes the ropes, dropping his points to nine. Chrenshaw gets up and stomps away on Edwards, who rolls out of the ring to avoid further punishment, dropping his point total to eight. Edwards stretches his leg a bit before climbing back on the apron, Chrenshaw takes a shot at him but Edwards ducks it. Price steps in and backs the champion off, Edwards climbs in and goes right after the Crippler. To Chrenshaw's credit, a skilled striker isn't enough to intimidate him as he stands his ground. He checks a kick, eats a jab and then grabs an arm when Edwards tries a combo. Edwards though palm strikes his way free when Chrenshaw reaches for the leg, Chrenshaw absorbs the blows and takes him down. He tries to turn him over for the leg crab, but Edwards thumps him with an upkick that sends him back into the ropes. Edwards rolls to his feet as Chrenshaw comes roaring forward looking for the signature jawbreaker lariat, but Edwards ducks! Chrenshaw hits the opposite set of ropes, Edwards goes for a spinning back fist but Chrenshaw stops, ducks and waylays him with a spinning elbow strike! Edwards falls to the mat and out of the ring, Chrenshaw falls to his knees trying to catch him before he did, breathing heavily. CHAD GOMEZ:
It looks like what you mentioned is coming to fruition, it's not often you see Ben Chrenshaw breathing heavily but this nose injury has thrown his game off entirely.
BASTIAN KRULL:
And whether intentional or not, Edwards rolls out to the floor dropping his point total to seven and buying himself a bit of time. Remember though, Iron rules means there's a ten count on the floor not the traditional twenty.Chrenshaw is still down on all fours, breathing heavily when Edwards slides back inside the ring. He hesitates a moment, seeing if Chrenshaw can sense he's back inside but when he's convinced he hasn't detected him, he sprints for the ropes. Edwards bounds off the ropes looking for the Violent Gospel, his infamous penalty kick but Chrenshaw grabs it and rolls through with the Wrinkle in Time! He wrenches back, screaming as blood pours out his nose. Edwards fights, dragging himself inches away from the ropes. He reaches the ropes just as Chrenshaw lets go and falls down to the mat again. Six to four are the points in favour of Edwards, who gets up to his knees slowly and sees Chrenshaw in a vulnerable position. He runs up and clamps on the sleeper hold! Chrenshaw shakes violently, trying to escape... possibly the worst hold he could be in considering his nose. He reaches for the ropes, but Edwards pulls him back. Chrenshaw twists his body and reaches for the adjacent set of ropes, but Edwards pulls him back... SAKA OTOSHI! Night Comes to Cumberland with the inverted headlock takeover. He takes back mount on Chrenshaw as he clamps on the sleeper even tighter, Chrenshaw's eyes are bulging as he reaches for the ropes... but his hand falls limp and Price scrambles to pull Edwards off, the bell sounding in the process. Chrenshaw lies in a puddle of blood on the mat as stage hands rush to his aid, Edwards climbs to his feet and gets handed the Iron Championship. Edwards looks long at it before raising it high in the air, looking directly at the protesters in the audience. The crowd applauds Edwards and he raises his arm again to acknowledge them before he makes his exit. A bloody Chrenshaw slowly comes to, turning and sitting in the middle of the ring as stage hands apply a towel to his nose. He swats it away and gets to his feet, slowly but surely. The fans come alive with applause, chanting "CHRENSHAW!" as he stands on wobbly legs. He looks at them curiously, and grabs a towel from a stage hand, applying it to his face as he climbs out of the ring and heads to the back.
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Post by Office on Nov 9, 2016 15:14:43 GMT -5
The fans, while stirring in their seats, have their attention grabbed as the screen flickers to life. A verbal, and written warning, comes across the Pollovision and loud speakers.
As soon as the warning is read, "Politically Correct" SR-17 bellows from the same speakers as the Lion's Head lowers, smoke pouring out, and emerging from the back comes Alexander Irvine. Upon his face stretches a smile miles long. He is dressed as normal, black shirt with #BanAlexanderIrvine written in the front and "Christian in the Streets, Heathen in the Sheets" written across the back in red. With the Pride Championship strapped aggressively upon his waist. His stroll to the ring is slowly, bending over to take the time to slap hangs with his fellow heathens who stretch their arms up towards him. While lifting up he winces, but only for the moment it takes to stretch it out. Upon entering the ring he is handed a microphone and immediately brings it towards his enormous grin.
ALEXANDER IRVINE:
My Fellow Heathens. Welcome to another episode of The Firing Range. I, as always, am you host Alexander Irvine. Due to recent events that have been unfolding, and the recent outcry from the mothers of america. Lion's Road has felt the need to distance themselves from my show as much as possible. But only far enough as to resist legal repercussions...but not so far as to deny us heathens our proper voice.The fans who have been swept up in the Black Lion's Road shockwave since it hit months earlier cause a roar to envelop the arena. Irvine's personal fans are decked out with viking helmets, battle axes, and #BanAlexanderIrvine t-shirts. He held the microphone down by his side for a minute before lifting it back into position.
ALEXANDER IRVINE:
Now I have to apologize to most if not all of you out there. Since this banishment movement started, I have not been as vocal here in the ring. The Firing Range has been closed for recent weeks. And without the roar of gunfire you all have been left waiting, suffering, tormented by the high pitched shrill of Starr's wife Kenneth. For that I am truly sorry. But I have returned to make amends. But not only for that, I have also came to make apologies to someone I have truly wronged. A man that I have hurt, wounded, scarred, and if all the things his partner has said is true...possibly left jobless, homeless, and worthless. Tonight I have come to apologize for my transgressions...against my guest...THE TOKYO TIGER KENSHIN TAKAMURA!!!!!"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. The Lion's Head entrance tunnel roars, allowing the Japanese sensation, Kenshin Takamure, to emerge. But something seems off as the crowd erupts when he takes position holding a plastic bag? This is when the smoke begins pouring from the Lion's nostrils before The Tokyo Tiger walks toward the ring. As he comes from the smoke it is obvious that this is not the Tokyo Tiger, but a delivery boy from Ling Ling's Palace...as his red polo shirt reads across the back. Irvine still stands smiling in the middle of the ring, placing the microphone under his arm he starts to clap and pump up the crowd. As the man comes closer to the ring Irvine sits on the middle rope to help him in, taking the microphone as he follows the confused man to the center of the ring. ALEXANDER IRVINE:
Kenshin. Before we get started is there anything you want to say?
ASIAN, BUT NOT JAPANESE MAN:
My name his Shawn.ALEXANDER IRVINE:
That's great to hear Ken. Let me start off by saying that I am truly sorry that I took you out the way I did. Just because you are now a pathetic excuse, for not only a man but a wrestler. It didn't mean that I had the moral obligation to put you down. It was Pulver's duty. But I felt a strong moral obligation to intercede, surely you can understand that.
SHAWN:
Ok... that's fine... but I have your order of...
ALEXANDER IRVINE:
I am so glad to hear that Taka. Your partner has just been in my ass for weeks now, and me taking it out on you was not right. But if we are honest you have to admit... I fucked ya'll both up pretty bad right?
SHAWN:
Yeah, sure man, whatever. Do you want to pay with cash or car...
ALEXANDER IRVINE:
I mean seriously... whats the worst thing I've done in recent weeks? I power bombed a fellow wrestler in this ring. I mean they just happened to be a she, married to an it, that recently has been set to partner with a... thing? Is it really so bad to treat all wrestlers as equals.SHAWN:
Man, I just work part t...
ALEXANDER IRVINE:
OK. I also ended your career. But lets be honest that wasn't going on for very much longer. The only thing that I've done is take a vested interested in your young partner. I've taken the time to help mold and shape him into his full potential. And what do I get... "Banned". Called dishonourable.... some might say deplorable. It's like coming into the role of an adoptive father and having a bunch of roller derby girls call me abusive for spanking my child. Then having the child join in. You just get no respect in this world anymore.SHAWN:
Can I just get paid man?
ALEXANDER IRVINE:
Absolutely... and you can keep the change Kenshin.Irvine exchanges the money for food, takes the bag and pats the young asian man on the shoulder as he exits the ring. Walking over to the corner of the ring he lays the food under the bottom rung of the turnbuckle and walks back to the center of the ring.
ALEXANDER IRVINE:
Now where was I...At that moment his thought process his broken as "Heart of a Champion" by Nelly breaks through the speakers, the arena absolutely shaking at it's seams. Their gaze looks towards the entrance, just as Irvine's does, giant smirking coming across his face. But his eyes are misdirected, just as everyone's is, for Matt Pulver has slipped underneath the bottom rope with a steel chair in tow. As he gets to his feet, the fans have caught on and greet him with thunderous applause which causes Irvine to turn around and step right into a chair to the gut, Pulver then raises it above his head and slams it down across Irvine's back! The young Swede spins and stumbles a bit from the sheer amount of force he slammed against The Wolf's back; but recovers after grabbing hold of both ends of the chair, bouncing against the ropes, and with assassin styled precision swings the chair downward. The fans cheer as Pulver repeatedly bashes the chair over Alexander Irvine, Pulver's face is beat red with frustration and hatred. He drops the badly misshapen chair on the mat and pulls Irvine's hand up, still holding the microphone.
MATT PULVER:
IS THIS FUNNY TO YOU!? Security begins piling out from the back. MATT PULVER:
You want sympathy for acting like some kind of Jekyll/Hyde!? Blame your actions on a BERSERKER persona!? You think it's okay to act like some Chinese delivery guy is Kenshin after you put him in the hospital!? You wanted in my head!? YOU GOT IT! Pulver stomps the hand of Irvine as security tackles him to the mat. Pulver fights through them, as Irvine slowly gets up and realizes what's going on. Irvine retreats to the corner and Pulver shoves the last of the security aside and goes to grab Irvine, who throws the Chinese food in his face! The security grab Pulver again as Irvine pulls himself up and then charges over the security, blasting Pulver with the Battle Cry! Pulver falls into the corner and is so enraged that he doesn't seem to register he's been hit, and throws aside some more security guards... the two meet in the centre of the ring to a huge pop and start raining blows on each other. Soup adorns Pulver's face and Irvine's cuts from last week have been reopened. The crowd boos as security again tries to separate them, but each man begins chucking these unfortunate souls over the top rope and to the floor before returning to fight. Security reassembles on the floor and stands down as Pulver rushes Irvine into the turnbuckles and climbs on the second rope, he begins hammer fisting the hell out of Irvine's skull and seems to get lost in the moment as he looks out into the crowd. He's snapped back to reality as Irvine grabs him and chugs across the ring, power bombing him onto the steel chair! Security piles in and separates the two men again, Irvine going a bit more quietly than Pulver was. Irvine smiles, covered in his own blood and grinning like a jackass as Pulver is rolled out of the ring and helped to his feet.
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Post by Office on Nov 9, 2016 15:14:49 GMT -5
Robb Daniels watches Ben Chrenshaw as he is led by medical staff into the backstage area. ROBB DANIELS:
Benny C, tough luck. Let me show you how it's done.Chrenshaw flashes him a look, but not a very friendly one.
JAKE AARONS:
Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for your main event of the evening! This bout is to be fought to one fall with television time remaining! It is for the King of the Lions Championship! Introducing first the challenger from Knoxville, Tennessee! Weighing two hundred and thirty five pounds! ROBB DANIELS!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. Seemingly 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. He is all business as he walks down to the ring, climbs up on the apron and wipes his boots before stepping in. He circles the ring, removing his robe and sunglasses and handing them off to a stage hand. He looks around at the crowd, enjoying the negative reaction as he talks trash right back to them. He tells the camera that it's time to get his belt back. JAKE AARONS:
His opponent is from Vancouver, British Columbia! He weighs in at two hundred and nineteen pounds! The current, reigning and defending King of the Lions Champion! 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 Cordell Garner!The bell sounds and the fans are anxious for this rematch from July's Between Two Worlds event, Daniels circles around Cutlass who watches intently. Daniels backs himself into a corner and then the two engage in a tie-up, Cutlass begins to get the upper hand but Daniels does a quick change of position and backs the champion into the corner. Referee Cordell Garner calls for a break and Daniels backs away as smug as he can be. Cutlass emerges from the corner and they lock-up again, Daniels goes behind with a hammerlock. He makes the mistake of trying to lead Cutlass around with it, but the King of the Lions turns it around on Daniels with a quick go behind into a hammerlock of his own. Daniels drops to the mat, trying to drop toe hold Cutlass in the process but the champion is able to drop to his knee and then dives into side control on Daniels, but lightly taps him on the cheek before getting back up.
BASTIAN KRULL:
Julian Cutlass playing some mind games! The two meet in the middle again, collar and elbow tie-up and Daniels knee lifts Cutlass and then takes him to the mat with a side headlock takedown. He wrenches it in tightly, but Cutlass swings his hips and starts to get back up so Daniels goes along with it and gets back to his feet, putting Cutlass in the corner. He drives a shoulder into his gut and then blasts him with a couple right hands while he's doubled over in pain. He pulls Cutlass out of the corner, snapmares him to the mat and applies a rear chinlock. Daniels wrenches the hold in tight, repeatedly telling Garner to ask him but Cutlass doesn't even dignify the question with a response. He begins fighting to his feet, despite still being in the hold and manages to make his way to the corner to cause a break. Garner calls for one, but Daniels lets go and fires a chop off! Cutlass responds in kind with an elbow strike! Chop! Elbow! Chop! Elbow! Chop! Elbow! Daniels gets rocked by the last one and staggers away, Cutlass lines him up for a running palm strike but Daniels drops down, grabs him in a waist lock and charges into the corner. Garner calls for the break, Cutlass raises his hands and Daniels takes his sweet time backing away. When he does, he winds up for a slap but instead taps Cutlass on the cheek like the champion did to him earlier.
BASTIAN KRULL:
And the mind games are returned!CHAD GOMEZ:
Of course, Bas! Robb Daniels can play the best of them! He may not the most proficient grappler or striker we have here in Lion's Road, but the man knows his way around a wrestling ring. There's a reason he held that championship for as long as he did. Daniels pulls Cutlass out of the corner and goes for an arm wringer, but Cutlass goes to counter it and Daniels yelps and falls to the mat holding his eye. He crawls over to the ropes as Cordell Garner produces a yellow card for Cutlass, who is protesting that something awful.
JAKE AARONS:
Referee Cordell Garner has issued a yellow card to Julian Cutlass! His first public warning!The announcement is met with boos, but not as many as the replay on the Pollovision is - Cutlass palm struck Daniels in the face and the challenger sold it as though a finger caught him in the eye, but it clearly did not. Solid work from Daniels, able to get our best official to buy his bullshit. Cutlass walks over to Daniels, who's slowly getting up... the challenger nails the champion in the gut with a punch and staggers him back. Daniels gets up, grabs him and whips him into the ropes... Daniels goes for a hip toss, but it gets blocked and Cutlass turns it into a backslide pin! There's a brief fight before he can slide his shoulders to the mat, but he does! 1... ... 2-KICK OUT! Daniels springs up and goes for a right hand, but Cutlass blocks it and palm strikes the challenger down to the mat! Daniels rolls away and begs off, Cutlass mocks him - 'my eye! my eye!" and Daniels smirks before leaping up and poking him in the eye! Cutlass stumbles away as Garner produces a yellow card again, this time for Daniels.
JAKE AARONS:
Referee Cordell Garner has issued a yellow card to Robb Daniels! His first public warning!Daniels grabs Cutlass, still reeling from the blatant eye poke and knee lifts him, sending him down to the mat. The challenger makes a cover. 1... ... 2-KICK OUT! BASTIAN KRULL:
One thing I truly do admire about Robb Daniels, and there's not many things believe me - is that he is able to force an opponent to wrestle his style of match. He dictates the pace and the flow of the action and knows when utilize his cheating, as much as I disagree with it, to rupture his opponent's momentum. Daniels has managed to limit Cutlass to a few strikes, which is absolutely amazing when you think about how skilled a competitor the champion is.
CHAD GOMEZ:
Matt Pulver, Kenshin Takamura, La Cucaracha. Just a few names that Robb Daniels was in the ring with, he didn't walk out a loser in any of those bouts.
BASTIAN KRULL:
Well, he didn't win the Takamura bout either.
CHAD GOMEZ:
No, but he walked out with the title - that's a victory in my eyes!Daniels gets up, pulling Cutlass up and dumping him to the outside of the ring. He climbs out after him and grabs him, leading around before bashing his head off of the guardrail and then sending him back inside. Daniels climbs up as Cutlass rolls to the opposite side of the ring, Daniels takes his time, wiping his feet on the apron before climbing through the ropes. He walks over to Cutlass and eats a shot to the gut. He eats a few more as he panics a bit, trying to pull Cutlass up but a palm strike rocks him back into the corner! The champion comes alive! MONGOLIAN CHOPS A PLENTY as Daniels has nowhere to go! Garner calls for a break, but Cutlass Irish whips him across to the opposite corner instead. Daniels hits hard and staggers out right into an EXPLODER SUPLEX! Cutlass turns around ready to strike, but once more Daniels back pedals into the corner, begging off. He rushes to his feet when he realizes that it's not going to work on Cutlass and tries to kick him, but Cutlass catches the leg and hoofs him in the gut with a kick of his own! He grabs Daniels in a facelock and throws his arm over, hooking him up for a suplex but the challenger blocks it. Cutlass tries again, but Daniels breaks free and hoists Cutlass up and brings him down with an inverted atomic drop! Cutlass goes down and Daniels immediately follows it up with a knee drop! He climbs on top. 1... ... 2... KICK OUT! Daniels argues the count and picks up the champion, intending to Irish whip him but he gets reversed and Daniels goes into the corner. Cutlass charges in, but eats an elbow! Cutlass goes down in a heap and Daniels exits the ring, dragging Cutlass over the edge of the apron and driving his elbow down across the throat of Cutlass. He climbs back inside as Cutlass rolls away gasping for air, gets adominished by Garner but shoves him aside and goes after Cutlass, pulling him to his feet. He kicks him in the gut and goes for the Picture Perfect Stunner, but Cutlass pushes him off into the ropes and nails a leaping enzuigiri as he returns! Daniels staggers back into the ropes, then flops to the mat. Cutlass drags himself over for a cover. 1... ... 2... KICK OUT! A split screen shows Matt Pulver storming through the backstage area, he reaches a locker room and tries to open the door but it's locked. He backs up and kicks the door, repeating the process a few times before he's broken through. Alexander Irvine roars toward the door and the two start fighting again. Security pile in and manage to quickly restrain the two men as cops walk in and place each of the two men in handcuffs. They are anything but quiet, exchanging unpleasantness as each are dragged off in opposite directions.
BASTIAN KRULL:
Why they weren't taken out earlier is beyond me.CHAD GOMEZ:
Mandy, are the suits going to do anything about this?MANDEVILLE NELSON:
Yeah, I'm on the phone - hold on.Cutlass pulls Daniels up, but the challenger drills him with a European uppercut. Cutlass stumbles back across the ring and Daniels marches over, grabs Cutlass from behind and Russian leg sweeps him to the mat! Daniels drags him up to his feet, three quarter facelock... Cutlass pushes him away! Daniels springs off the ropes... LARI-NO! He turns around, kick to the gut! STUNN-NO! Daniels is pushed away, then brought back... SHORT RANGE BLAZ--NO! Daniels ducks, goes behind and then spins Cutlass around... LARIAT FROM THE CHAMPION! Daniels falls to a knee, so Cutlass yanks him up by the wrist and lariats him again! The challenger falls to the mat and Cutlass falls on top! 1... ... 2... ... 3!
BASTIAN KRULL:
Revenge is sweet!CHAD GOMEZ:
Ah, shut it!Cutlass rolls over to a seated position, being handed the title by Garner and then gets his arm raised. Daniels rolls to his knees, takes a deep breath and slaps his hands against the mat. Cutlass stands up just as Daniels does and extends his hand, but Daniels stares him down and pushes him aside before he exits. Cutlass shrugs and climbs the turnbuckles, holding his belt proudly in the air. Daniels walks through the lion's mouth where a medically treated Ben Chrenshaw sits smirking. Cutlass climbs down and makes an exit of his own, leaving the camera focused on the announce desk. Nelson hangs up the phone. CHAD GOMEZ:
So what'd you find out?
MANDEVILLE NELSON:
First off, that was a hell of a main event from I did get to see. I'll have to go back and watch the final few minutes, I'm disappointed I had to attend to these pressing matters but that's the business. I found out, Chad that we'll have a special guest next week...
CHAD GOMEZ:
Wh---Television time expires, leaving us in the dark until next week. |
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Post by Office on Nov 13, 2016 12:01:11 GMT -5
11/17 - Marquette, Michigan
1. Showcase Bout featuring James Edwards
2. Showcase Bout featuring Wolf Andersen
3. Kraken vs. Archie Davis
4. Alexander Irvine vs. AJ Knight vs. Emperor Ian
5. Heritage Title Match: Corey Cruelty defends vs. Grace Kazoulis
PLUS!
- The Ken Starr Show!
- A Special Guest regarding the Pulver/Irvine situation!
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