NeXuS V Over The Top Rope Battle Royal

*DING DING DING*

Don't worry, everyone else can still enter, this is just to kick the fighting off.

Before the three men can lock up, the lights dim down and Hit Me by Nina Hagen & Freaky Fukin Weirdoz blasts out of the speakers. The HorrorLand Hellion bursts through the curtain and quickly sprints down the ramp. He wastes no time, sliding under the bottom rope and rolling up to his feet. As soon as he is up to a vertical base he makes a beeline for the Hardcore Prince and begins to rain down fists, catching the Floridian off guard and backing him into the corner.

Colin: Skull going right after Dreamer off the bat. These two just faced each other in a no DQ tag match but I guess there is still some bad blood there.

Big Al: You have to wonder if Skull and Shawn Dreamer are in any condition to compete after that brutal match just moments ago.

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With Dreamer and Skull going at it, Spike and Pyro turn their attention to one another. Seeing Spike is carrying a bit of a beer gut, Pyro immediately exploits this. The Angelic Ninja snaps a booming kick into Steel's side, Spike grabs his side and cringes as Pyro swiftly moves to another location in order to avoid any backlash. Steel, not overly affected by Pyro's stinging kick to the ribs turns towards The Canadian and lunges at Chris, Pyro easily rolls forward past Steel. Pyro, who is facing Steel's back, leaves his feet and plants the soles of both feet into the Cody Resident's back. Spike is propelled towards the rope, when he's in range he latches onto the top rope with both arm and holds on for dear life, having no idea what Pyro has planned.

Big Al: Spike Steel, wisely grabbing hold of the top rope. He's not taking any risks here, and who can blame him. A loss here is not something anyone can afford.

Fuzz: No, definitely not. Kind of surprised you aren't in there Desperado.

Desperado: If me not trying to get a free ride into round two of neXus surprises you, well. Then you obviously don't know me Collin.

Pyro cautiously approaches Steel, but gets caught with a cheap shot to the chin regardless when Spike rears back with an unforeseen elbow. Spike unloads on Chris with two stiff jabs to the chest, he goes for one upstairs and gets easily evaded by the much quicker Angelic Ninja. Pyro throws his right arm forward and nails Steel once again in the ribs with a forearm, he follows up with another seemingly targeting the same spot. Spike angrily shoves Chirs away, but Pyro springs right back towards Spike. Steel is ready this time, he lowers his shoulders, wraps his arms around Pyro, lifts him off the ground, and spins and drops The Vet back first down to the canvas with a booming spinebuster.

Fuzz: Well, Desperado. Seeing as you aren't going to get in there and mix it up, could you at least give us some insight as to who you think is going to win this?

Desperado: Really doesn't matter Collin, because whoever squeaks out a "victory" here is going to have a huge target on their back come neXus. I didn't manage to make the final four times by looking for an easy in. Damn sure wont let one of these jokers get an easy pass.

Spike pulls himself off of the mat, and peels Pyro to his feet at the same time. With a firm grip on Chris' waist Spike runs at the ropes and flings his lighter opponent at them. Not waiting to see if Pyro's feet touch the ground, Spike turns to see what's going on with Dreamer and Skull. Chris Pyro, managing to latch on to the top rope and keep his rumble hopes alive, pulls himself back into the ring. The Angelic Ninja spins around one hundred and eighty degrees, and drives five knuckles into the back of Spike Steel's cranium catching him off guard. Spike rubs the back of his head, turns to see Pyro, and begins cursing like a sailor. Thinking full well he'd eliminated Pyro just moments ago, Spike becomes irate. He prods at Chris' chest with his chubby fingers, but Pyro remains calm. He allows the rage filled Steel to push him back towards the ropes, turning to the side, and sweeping his legs out from under him when they are all but backed right up to the ropes. Steel drops forward, his face bouncing off of the middle rope before bouncing down to the ground with a thud.

Big Al: Spike needs to settle down, he's getting angry. That just plays right into Chris Pyro's hand. Pyro is an expert, he knows what buttons he has to push to piss his opponent off, and he uses it well.

Fuzz: No doubt, but he's now going to have to try to get the two hundred and eighty seven pounder up, and over the top rope. It's the only way too get him out of the match.

Desperado: Yeah, but he doesn't have to do it now. Pyro is smart, he knows how to wear people down. Besides, it's a battle royal. He doesn't have to do this alone.

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With a disturbing giggle, Amanda Brooks repeats her savagery, pounding Pyrofrom the mount like Forrest, allowing Spike to lethargically rise from mat behind her and they each group together, stomping Chris as one sick, yet temporary, combination. Filling the opposite corner of the ring, Skull continues his assault upon Shawn Dreamer, both men had been battering one another all evening, with this additional match nothing more than a forum to further appease their destructive mentality upon one another. With Dreamer cornered completely, Skull contacts the Jacksonville native’s chest with a punishing chop, y, inspiring with a loud “WOOO!! as Shawn kicks his legs up dramatically. Measuring yet another splitting crack, Skull thrusts Dreamer across the canvas yet with Dreamer’s return, Shawn kicks Skull in his head, lethargically collapsing with a swinging Neckbreaker!

Big Al: ”Love him or hate him, Shawn Dreamer is impressive.”

The Fuzz: ”It can go either way, Dreamer has the talent but he’s just so - - ”

Big Al: ”Excuse me just one moment, Fuzz! We have an elimination attempt!.”

Pyro, clawing the ropes for dear life, struggles to remain in the contest, with Brooks and Spike collaborating to destroy him. With Pyro’s removal, nothing would stop the relatively fresh competitors from taking advantage over the worn down Dreamer and Skull, yet one exaggerated word fills the arena air…


KONICHIWA!!!

Big Al: ”Ohhhh boy!”

The Fuzz: ”I think I know what THIS means, Al! I think this contest needs a HIRO!”


'If I Die Tomorrow' by Motley Crue breaks out across the arena like an epidemic and notably bandaged, yet still defiant, Hiro Misawa careens across the concrete, chest down, on top of an ambulance-issue stretcher! Moments shy of the stretcher bouncing from the ring and flipping sideways with a violent crash, Hiro Misawa skips upon the aprons edge and punches a ticket into the Englishwoman’s cranium with an enzuigiri! Amanda Brooks is flung backwards, leaving Spike taken by surprise yet Pyro, in his desperation, releases the ropes to land upon the apron and with a shoulder through the ropes, softens Steel backwards for Hiro to knock him from his feet with a slingshot senton! The crowd shift at the foundations for Misawa, who turns and suddenly snatches Chris Pyro, only to throw him from the apron completely with a legdrop on top of Steel!! Hiro Misawa performs a fist-pump, determined to compete despite the bandages which cover over fifty percent of his back, standing side by side with Pyro yet from the sidelines, Shawn Dreamer kicks his face off with a Superkick!

The Fuzz: ”What a turnaround! But all good things must come to an end!”

Out cold, the bandages kicked right off his cheekbones as he rapidly rolls to the apron in the recoil of the power move, Hiro Misawa is a sitting duck.

Howwwww pathetic are all of you?

The crowd boo as the three members of The Wannabe's enter the stage, Millson Junior armed with a microphone.

My old stomping grounds of Tuesday Night Triumph. This is what it's become. In the main event, a spot on the card that's supposed to glorify the brand week in and week out, instead we have a Battle Royal. Smarky, you've really let yourself down this time. And to make it worse, the winner gets a bye into the next round of The Nexus Deathmatch. But wait, seeing as I've only been here a year, I might have got it wrong, but didn't the previous winners all go through this match in it's entirety. Wasn't that the main reason for the match? So Desperado, I agree with you entirely, you guys are supporting a whole load of bullshit here tonight. I could win this match easily and progress, but you all know that I'm in the match this year to win from the outset. And just to remind all of you, I'm going to win it without using a single weapon, only using my technical prowess. So good luck to all of you. You'll be the only people to have ever failed to win Nexus with a pass to the second round. Goodnight TNT, and good luck with your ratings this week.

The Wannabe's leave, and the focus remains on the match in the ring.

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Spears joins the party and instantly gets a skull rocking jab right to the side of his skull, courtesy to Hiro Misawa. The New Yorker quickly shakes his head and returns the favour with a jab of his own, nearly imprinting his knuckle onto the Puroresu warrior’s skull. The two soon engages in a trade of blows, with none of the two eager to give up till they break into each other’s defence curl. Meanwhile, on the other side of the ring, Spike gets off Pyro’s chest after getting him all lifeless with numerous jabs, like a kid who loves cake with no one to stop him. He spots the two fresh men exchange punches and decides to join the dance, nailing Misawa with a stiff forearm to the back of the skull, sending him to bump onto Spears in turn. Daniel scrambles onto the trio of ropes with the head-on collision as Misawa gets turned on his heels and subjected to rain of knuckles from Spike. With the massive fists, Misawa slowly gets his composure drain, and by just five-six punches, he goes all dazed up, with imaginary stars flying around his head. The Cody native then grabs onto the hand of the Canadian-Japanese star and pushes him to the ropes, before sending him to race off to the other side with an Irish whip. Amanda Brooks, who has been down for a quite a while, slowly starts to scramble up to her elbows and knees, being right on the tracks of Hiro. As if she was a lofted platform in front of him, Hiro hops onto Brooks’ back and jumps up in the air, back flipping in mid-air and crashes right against Spike’s sternum, sending him down to the canvas. The standing moonsault garners a little cheer from the crowd, much to the effort of the young Puroresu star. But the dominance of Misawa is short-lived as Amanda quickly stirs up to her heels and charges back at Hiro, leaping in air as she draws close and plants her boots onto his lower jaw for a running dropkick. The Canadian simply goes stunned by the offence pulled by the Gothic Diva and flops right over the canvas as Amanda rises to her heels once again.

“Did you look that – Amanda Brooks just took retribution over Hiro and she took it all by herself! She’s a diva of her words and Amanda for Nexus winner? Might be a too much, but a semi-finalist? Sounds fine enough.”

“Well, Amanda Brooks simply fits the women’s wrestling perfectly. She’s not dumb like Kahlan, not too soft like Wolverina – she’s a woman who shows the tough side of a female and proves why they fit against the males.”

“Despy, Wolverina is our King… I mean, Queen of the Deathmatch champion and I guess she won that title ‘cause she’s tough enough.”

“She’s not tough enough, Fuzz. She just had a brother to help her.”

The Gothic Diva turns around, expecting some fallen masses behind her, but finds the Hardcore Prince to be up and standing right behind her. Shawn quickly drives his fist onto the side of the skull of Amanda, getting her brain to roll around the circular chamber. The Floridian quickly hits with a few more punches before getting her to hit the ropes and project her off them. The Mistress of Macabre beelines for the other side and bounces off the other set of ropes, returning back to Dreamer who locks his arms around her and throws her over his head, sending her to crash land against the canvas with a thud. The Hardcore Prince sends out a loud warcry as Amanda squeals in pain, being on the receiving end of the Belly-to-Belly Suplex.

Caring less of the throb that runs down Amanda’s veins, Dreamer starts to pull her up by the grip of her hair, getting her to scream at the top of her voice. Once Amanda goes up, Shawn sends his boot right on her midsection, forcing her to double up and clutch her stomach in pain. The Jacksonville native quickly clamps his arm around her neck and tries to go for his next manoeuvre, the DDT, but Skull appears out of nowhere, driving his boot right onto the bridge of Shawn’s nose with authority. The big boot from the master of Coffin Cruise gets Shawn to flop against the canvas with a thud, not to mention the splatter of saliva it caused upon impact. The man from Horrorland then heaves Shawn up to his heels and grabs his neck and the mouth of his tights, ushering him to the ropes and getting him over the top rope. But somehow, someway, the Extreme Technician grabs onto the bottom rope for his dear life – his last resort to keep on his hopes to win the pink slip.

“Ouch, that was so damn close. But hey, Shawn is still there; he won’t let this chance slip off his hand and he’s proving it time and time again.”

“This match is a total bullshit itself, Fuzz. Why the heck you would get a pink-slip if you win a battle royal that contains less than half of the Nexus participant?!”

“I can’t agree more with you, Despy. This is simply travesty being put up by the GM, Smarky Smark!”

“Ah, maybe he wants something special for the fifth edition? It’s a milestone, you know, and it comes once a year!.”

Using the ropes as leverage, Shawn somehow stands over the apron with Skull’s back turned to him, who is trying to heave up the Rogue Ninja. The resident of Horrorland throws a punch at the side of the skull of Pyro, draining the little composure he recollected during the prone state. He then puts his arm across the ribs of Pyro and sets his boot right behind his leg; ready to perform the move they call the Reverse STO. But before Skull could manage to pull the manoeuvre, the Hardcore Prince pulls the ropes down and leaps up in the air, sending himself up in the air bearing the electricity of the fans. He guides himself like a missile toward the GHW veteran, with his boots set forward and the cross-hair over his adversary’s head. The master of Coffin Cruise is sent down to the canvas with the massive drop kick, which in turn slams the back of the head of Pyro down to the canvas with a thud. Pyro grabs onto his head and screams in pain while Skull lies lifeless over the dusty fabric, breathing heavily and tries to recuperate after that surprise attack pulled by the Floridian Prince.

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((Meh, not feeling it. Posting 'cause I wrote it.))