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Post by wasted on Aug 11, 2010 0:52:24 GMT -5
"The following match-up is a Sawmill match. Surrounding the ring are Taipei Tables, Barbed Wire Boards, Singapore Canes along with other related weapons. The only ways to win is by pinfall, submission or knock out."
*SCREAM*
The high pitched scream hints to Matt Violence's arrival. As the scream dies away and the drums kick in, from behind the black curtain Matt storms from behind. He's wearing a black shirt with a white spay-paint typed font of "JS". He's also wearing his black fingerless gloves and matching black cargo shorts.
"Introducing first, on his way to the ring, weighing in at 210 pounds and standing just over six feet two inches, he is the most hardcore Son of a Bitch, MATT VIOLENCE!"
After the short introduction Matt runs and slides into the ring.
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Post by Dustin Delta on Aug 11, 2010 18:29:04 GMT -5
 "Open Your Eyes” by Sum 41 hits the system and the house lights of the amphitheater begin to spin, tinting red and white, as they flash on and off in a way similar to strobe lights. The crowd begins to boo, anticipating the arrival of the undefeated superstar, Dustin Delta. Dustin pushes through the black curtain, sporting his normal ring gear attire, but also a black armband that had a red box with "2010" in black text on it, and then, in white text outside the box "Undefeated". Dustin may be arrogant, but he knows how to back it up. He walks down the ramp at a slower pace than usual, as the fans continue to boo, reaching out to slap him or punch him.[/i] "And introducing his opponent, from Everglades, Florida, weighing it at 183 lbs. and standing at five feet ten inches... DUSTIN DELTA!" He continues to ringside. Usually, he would enter the ring right away, but instead, he walked around ringside first, looking at all the weapons on the floor. He occasionally would glance up to glare at Matt Violence, but basically continued around the ring. He reached a Taipei Table which was set up. He carefully got up and stood on the table, and taunted then, his hands both held upwards and back, pointing his index and middle fingers, whilst he knelt with one knee. He turned around to face the ring, and then flip forward onto the apron. He jumped over the third rope, and went to the south eastern turnbuckle and ascended to the top, putting his arms out in a majestic way, as if saying “You wish you were me.” He jumped down and circled the ring, as did Matt Violence. The referee asked if they were both ready, and they each responded with a yes, as the referee signaled for the bell to be rung, and the match began.  [/center] |
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Post by wasted on Aug 12, 2010 0:16:19 GMT -5
Immediately following the chiming of the bell, the two superstars break the cycle and dart after each other. Foolishly, Delta locks up with the Philadelphian in a classic Collar-and-elbow lock. Matt quickly overpowers his undefeated adversary and backs him into the nearest corner. With Dustin trapped Violence brings a devastating knee up into his stomach, forcing all the air from within Dustin’s lungs out. The Most Hardcore Son-of-a-Bitch in Wrestling lets his grip go, allowing his opponent to double over and tend to his wounded stomach. The beloved Justice System leader pushes Dustin’s upper body between the middle and top rope. Subsequent to the strategic positioning of his adversary the Ultra-Violent Superstar reaches over the top rope and pulls on Dustin’s head; stretching him over the rope awkwardly, putting tremendous amounts of stress on his back. The Floridian muffles out screams from behind Matt’s cupping hands and tries with all his might to wiggle out of the hold, but it’s to no avail whatsoever
The ref approaches the two men and pleads with Matt to let go, which is all he can really do and Violence obliges after giving one great, last tug. The smaller man of the pair bounces between the two ropes before rolling off and to the canvas. Now, Matt climbs out the ring. After whipping a few droplets of sweat off his brow with the back of his hand and flicking it to the ground, he continues to bring pain to Everglade native. The Malicious Man-Handler reaches in the ring and pulls Delta’s head out over the apron, and swiftly delivers a devastating elbow right across the throat. The blunt force of the targeted Adam’s Apple nearly crushes it, and forces a harsh fury of coughs from Delta.
“Damn! Delta is really taking a whoopin‘! He better start getting on the ball with this and fast if he hopes to preserve his clean match record. I gotta‘ say he‘s been impressive since his debut, it wouldn‘t be that much of an upset if he went the whole way and one this thing.”
“Can‘t say I agree with you on that one Al. I mean yeah, he is undefeated and all but look: he‘s going against the Ultra-Violent Superstar in a Sawmill Ultra-Violent match. I don‘t see him surmounting his one like he‘s done in the past.”
While his damaged opponent writhes in pain, Matt turns to face all the weapons. His eyes fixate on one of the most portable of the bunch; a Singapore Cane. He strides over to it a clutches it with both hands. He holds it in front of his smiling face, with his eyes glowing in excitement of all the pain the procured weapon can inflict. He marches back to the edge of the ring and raises the bamboo stick over head. After exhaling deeply, Matt abruptly brings down the weapon with great force, aiming for Delta’s pre-injured throat. Luckily for the rookie, he was able to get out of the stick’s destructive path in just the nick-of-time. Matt ended up hitting the apron and dropping the weapon because of the shockwave it sent up through his hands. Matt gripped his right hand with his left and recoiled away from the apron. When he looked back at the ring, Delta has flung himself over the top rope. Matt can do nothing more than watch as his airborne opponent comes crashing down on top of him, toppling to the ground as a direct result. The fans boo at the sight of Delta gaining the upper-hand.
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Post by Dustin Delta on Aug 12, 2010 15:31:52 GMT -5
Dustin stops, holding his neck in pain. He wraps his hand around it for a moment, and checks his hands for blood. There is none, so he continues his newly-started offensive force. He jumps upward and drops a knee to the chest of Matt Violence. Matt Violence makes a distressed face as his breathe escapes him, rushing out of his lungs. Dustin sits Matt up, and punches him in the side of the head. Matt is leaning back against the bottom rope. Delta runs the ropes behind him and rushes forward with a dropkick to the side of Matt Violence. The crowd continues to boo as Dustin carries on his onslaught. Delta brings Matt to his knees, and picks up the Singapore Cane that his foe had dropped moments ago. He bashes it into the stomach of Matt, and then pulls him up to his feet and hits him in the gut again, and Matt is forced to bend over, his gut in pain. Dustin jumps up, touching his knees to his chest, and bashing his feet into the back of Matt Violence. Dustin falls on his head, injuring himself after taking The Most Hardcore Son Of A Bitch down with a Warrior's Way. They're both knocked down now, and the referee begins to count for the 10-count knockout. "1...2...3..." At four, Matt Violence reaches for the ropes which are fortunately just within reach. He pulls himself up, dazed from the previous blows. He has a stunned look upon his face as the camera zooms in on him. Dustin is up in the corner, holding his head in agony and pain. Matt backs into the opposite corner and runs at Delta with a hard-hitting clothesline into the corner. Dustin steps out of the corner, holding one arm on his chest. He turns around into a spear by Violence.
"Matt Violence taken the control of this match back into his own hands after a sick onslaught by Delta."
"But just how long will Matt hold control before the self-proclaimed 'Human Fighter Jet' makes a comeback?" [/b][/color] Matt pulls Delta to his feet and irish whips him to the western ropes. He rebounds and jumps over Matt and to the top rope. He stops, realizing the taipei table was right in front of him. He stops on the rope. Violence pushes Dustin, and it seems inevitable that he'd be smashed through the table. But he lands on his feet, just off the table. Matt Violence exits the ring and comes after Dustin now, punching him in the head twice. He dropkicks Dustin, who falls back into the security barricade. Matt takes a few steps back and runs forward. He throws his head down and flips over, slamming his back into Delta, hitting a running senton. He pulls the undefeated rookie up to his feet and sets him up for a suplex. Delta reverses though, planting his feet on the floor. Delta spun the struggling Matt over on his chest, and hooked both arms, turning it into a Cattle Mutilation on the mat. Violence struggles, kicking his feet and throwing his arms around helplessly. Matt finally is able to lift Dustin off the ground, but Delta lets go of him, realizing what could happen. Dustin grabs a barb wire board off the floor, and turns around and nails an approaching Matt Violence. After the blast, Violence falls straight down onto his back, blood now pouring from his face. Dustin smirked at him and looked into the booing crowd.
"Looks like Dustin is finally able to get a grip on this match...He just took out Matt Violence with that barb-wire board..."Dustin pulls Matt to his feet, and turns Matt around so his back is facing away from Delta. The barb-wire board is on the floor in front of them. Delta stretches back twice, and then throws one foot around Violence's leg and spins rapidly, hitting his signature Corkscrew STO, slamming Matt and himself into the barb-wire board. They both are knocked down now, and both have shed blood. The crowd gives a mixed reaction--booing at Dustin, but cheering for Matt, who is up at this point. Violence pulls Delta to his feet and rolls him into the ring, following soon after. Dustin grabs the ropes and pulls himself to his feet. Matt approaches and irish whips Dustin across the ring. He goes to the ropes to his right, and they meet in the center of the ring and Violence hits his signature Spear, sitting up almost immediately with the crowd behind him. Matt locks in a headlock as he pulls Delta to his feet. He lifts Dustin up onto his shoulders, and approaches the ropes nearest to the set up Taipei table. Violence hits a forward fireman's carry slam, and Delta is bashed through the table, and hits ringside hard, blood now shedding from his back. [/center] |
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Post by wasted on Aug 13, 2010 23:00:49 GMT -5
Matt peeks over the top rope with an accomplished smile etched in his mug. He watches as Delta screams in pain whilst trying his best to remain still, because with every movement, even the slightest, the broken shards of glass dig into his tender flesh. The fans jump from their seats, and scream proud cheers at the top of their lungs just before chants of “THIS IS AWESOME!” build up from them. Matt departs from the ring and makes a B-line toward his still-screaming opponent. The Ultra-Violent superstar gives a playful kick to the rim of the table, sending a shockwave through it that travels right through the Floridian’s back. A slight laugh comes from Violence as he takes pleasure in watching his undefeated opponent cry in pain. After composing himself and getting his head back into the game, the Proud Philadelphian reaches down and entwines his fingers around Dustin Delta’s short locks and yanks him to his feet, forcing a high-pitched scream in agony from his foe. The fans in the front row cringe at the sight of Delta’s bare, blood covered bag; gashes find themselves bleeding profusely. The Justice System Leader pulls Delta around the opposite side of the ring where the announcers’ table is and slams his head down on it with tremendous force.
“Good God! Delta‘s head almost got flattened right here over out announce table.”
“Now what‘s this? No! Not again-”
Matt is now seen clearing the table off with his forearm, as if it were a windshield wiper. When everything is cleared, Matt pulls his opponent off the floor and rolls him on the face of the table. To further ensure he’ll stay in place, the Merciless Man-Handler hammers down two subsequent fist to the Cruiserweight’s chest. Hastily, the fan favorite slides in the ring and nearly runs to the top rope. He puts his hands over his eyes to look out at all the fans who are urging him on to jump. After giving a proud smile to them, he taps his right elbow with his left and takes the leap. He swiftly cuts through the air with his elbow extended and ready take Delta through his second table. Just before the moment of impact, Dustin is able to muster up enough strength to get himself out of harms way. Obviously, this don’t play into Matt’s favor at all and he is left plummeting through the thick would of the table. The ungodly sound of bones crunching against the wood echoes throughout the sold out arena, leaving fans gasping in shock at the unfortunate turn of events for their here. While Violence cringes and writhes in pain upon the broken, splintering table, the two announcers are left talking about the chaos before them, but nothing feeds to those watching at home.
The undefeated Everglade native picks his head off the ground and looks up at the mess before him. A small smiles creeps across his face while he pushes himself to a vertical stance. Delta sluggishly walks to the edge of the ring and flicks up the skirt of the ring. He drops to a knee and looks for a weapon that he could use to his assistance. His arrogant smile grows wider and he reaches in and pulls something out. With a velvet black bag in hand he turns around to face his floored adversary. After untying the bag, Double D dumps the contents out, hundreds of shinny, sharp tacks fall from the dark bag like a rain drops in a storm. The familiar sound of tacks hitting the ground seem to wake Matt, as he shoots his head off the debris of wood. Slowly, but surely MV makes it to a vertical stance to the pleasure of the fans watching. Without haste, the man fighting with fatigue stumbles forwards to his adversary. The Ultra-Violent Phenomena is abruptly stopped in his tracks courtesy of a swift kick to the midsection.
Delta moves forward while simultaneously raising his knee into his doubled over foe, popping him up instantly into a vertical base. Matt quickly raises his hands to his face, tending to the injured area. Dustin looks for another swift strike, this time with his fist, however Matt blocks the attack by brings his arm up and locking it around his opponent’s own arm. With Delta’s arm trapped with Violence’s right, Matt swingers himself around to the back of Delta, where he then hooks both of the rookie’s arms and locks his hands behind Dustin’s neck, securing in a Full Nelson. The submission maneuver doesn’t last long, because Matt exploits his strength and picks his adversary off the floor before reclining back bringing Dustin back with an impressive Ultra-Violent Suplex right into the puddle of tacks. MV quickly releases the hold after it’s execution, and grips the back of his head whilst plucking some of the tacks that embedded themselves into his skull. The Floridian, who gets the worst of the finishing move lands painfully upon the majority of the tacks, and begins rolling in pain as if he’s been set on fire, which only makes matters worst as he rolls into tacks.
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Post by Dustin Delta on Aug 15, 2010 6:07:06 GMT -5
Dustin grabs the ring frame, holding his midsection in an unbearable pain, blood running down his front and back. He began shaking immensely, most likely from the tacks embedded into his flesh and possibly blood veins. Matt Violence shows no remorse, kicking the rookie in the back of the head and rolling him into the ring. MV walks up the steel stairs, grinning at the crowd as the Everglades native scrambles to pull himself to a vertical base. The Philadelphia native smirked at the crowd as if he didn’t have a care in the world. What he didn’t notice was Dustin in the corner, pulling tacks out of his midsection. The Ultra-Violent Superstar begins to step through the ropes, but gets a backhand from Dustin, and then a handful of tacks into the forehead to a horrified reaction from the audience upon the sight of such a vulgar and painful action. The crowd begins to chant “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” Dustin musters up some strength and delivers a spinning wheel kick, knocking The Most Hardcore Son of a Bitch to ringside. Delta looks into the crowd with a demented, angered look on his face. The spectators within the amphitheater begin to boo upon the Floridian neophyte as he departs the ring and reaches under the apron, tossing it up atop the ring frame. He pulls out a wooden table, and approaches Matt Violence, standing over the fallen carcass. Dustin strikes Matt twice in the midsection, and then sets the table up over him. The undefeated rookie enters the ring, still holding his torso in pain from the tacks, some still embedded within his stomach and some upon his back. He stops in the ring for a moment, glaring at the hateful audience. He runs the opposite ropes, rebounding back towards MV. He jumps over the ropes, putting both arms behind his back and flipping forward into a senton, something reminiscent of “The Phenomenal” AJ Styles. The Human Fighter Jet ends up landing upon the table, but snapping the wood and dropping his own force and the force of the table upon the chest of the Pennsylvania native, leading to an “OHHHH!” from the live viewers. The cameras can catch sight of the announcers yelling in pure shock, but they cannot be heard due to the body of Matt Violence falling through the table.
Dustin and Matt are on the floor, grimacing in pain. The referee exits the ring and makes sure both are down before he begins to count for the 10-count knockout, as per the rules for H-Games. “1!” The count begins, and neither superstar stirs among the broken wood and tacks and the ground. A pool of blood begins to form at ringside, the crowd watching and waiting. “2!” The count continues, and Dustin begins to reach for the ring frame, so he can pull himself up. Matt Violence opens his eyes, and blood is now beginning to pour down his face. “3!” Matt Violence turns over now, to push himself up using his arm strength. Dustin begins to get onto one knee, but his balance is off, and fails. “4!” Dustin is up to one knee, resting his head and arms on the top of the ring apron, just under the bottom rope. Matt has scrambled over to the steel steps, and is now beginning to use that to bring himself to a vertical stance. “5!” Dustin is just about up, trying to recuperate and get his balance back, and the Philadelphia native is onto his knees. “6!” The 3-0 Rookie from Everglades is back up and ready for action, and Matt Violence is on both feet on the northern side of the ring. Delta steps over the steel steps and to the Ultra-Violent Phenomena. He punches him in the head once, and continues with a back hand to the face. The Floridian then inflicts a swift kick to the head, knocking the Hardcore Pennsylvanian down. Dustin tosses the ring apron up, and browses under the squared circle to find some weapons. He pulls out a pencil ladder first—not much different from a normal ladder, except it’s wooden, making it a perfectly legal weapon. He slides that into the ring, and goes back under the table and pulls out a Taipei table. He sets it up on the northern side of the ringside area, and then turns his attention to Matt Violence, who is barely standing. Dustin kicks him in the midsection, and drags the doubled over Ultra-Violent Phenomena to the table and places him on it. The Human Fighter Jet rolls back into the ring and sets up the pencil ladder closer to the northern section of the ring. Due to various injuries and blows taken in the match, his scale to the top of the ladder is slow but sure. He reaches the top and steps up to the very top step, making it obvious to everyone he was going to jump. The spectators continued to boo, and it slowly intensified as the time of the jump came closer. Dustin put up his left hand and counted down on his fingers—5, 4, 3, 2, 1. He jumped forward, flipping immensely, first it seemed like a 360, but than it was shown that is was a 450! 450 Splash, off the pencil ladder towards the table, putting both of them through the Taipei table to an immense pop within the amphitheater. The crowd began clapping and chanting:
[/color] “THIS IS AWESOME!”
“THIS IS AWESOME!”
“THIS IS AWESOME!”
Dustin slowly begins to regret his decision, as his stomach still took a nasty, high-impact blow through the taipei table. What the broken down superstars didn't notice was the collapsing pencil ladder, which fell over the top rope and right onto the fallen Everglades native, putting both bloody and battered superstars in a less than positive situation.
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