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Post by Psychotic Circus on Sept 3, 2011 16:49:34 GMT -5
ENTER, NOW! First two people to enter start fighting. GET THIS SHIT STARTED!
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Post by Public Enemies on Sept 3, 2011 17:03:21 GMT -5
Barta Bull enters.
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Post by Dustin Delta on Sept 3, 2011 19:56:25 GMT -5
Delta enters.
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Mr. McCoy
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Post by Mr. McCoy on Sept 4, 2011 6:40:18 GMT -5
Freebird McCoy enters, riding on a lawn mower as "Straight Jacket Fashion" by Chevelle plays in the background. Dustin Delta rolls his eyes, knowing he was the first ot fall to the Blue Collar Brawler, and even more importantly, knowing how dangerous he is and capable of winning this epic battle. |
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Post by Ryan Hughes on Sept 4, 2011 8:14:15 GMT -5
DING-DING-DING
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Post by vincent on Sept 5, 2011 11:07:09 GMT -5
As the three men stand the ring, waiting for one of the others to make a move. The arena darkened as 32 ghosts begins to play over the pa. Vincent comes walking out and makes his way down the rampaway. The three competitors look at the new guy as fans boo .
He steps into the ring looks at his opponents sizing them up. He turns heading to the nearest corner where he proceeds to sit watching the others, who look at each other and then back to Vincent. They think to themselves what a smug guy for being new here and all nod there heads in agreement.
Vincent continues to sit there taking in everything that is going on, he notices the head shakes and smiles to himself as he pulls himself up to a standing position. The other three Fighty fighty persons begin to approach him, Vincent quickly charges out of the corner, lowers his head and puts his arms out catching all three Fighty fighty persons by surprise and knocking them down to the mat. Vincent mounts Barta Bull and begins to reign down lefts and rights one after the other each shot connecting to either side of his face. McCoy and Delta get to there feet. Delta motions for McCoy to have the honors, which McCoy gladly accepts. He hauls off and kicks Vincent between the shoulder blades, which causes Vincent to arch his back, this allows Delta to land a kick to the chest of Vincent that sends him to mat on his back.
The fans cheer as both McCoy and Delta begin to stomp a mudhole into VIncent. Barta is slow to get to his feet before he see's them stomping Vincent and he comes over and begins to kick Vincent who has no defense as the fans keep cheering.
TBC
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Mr. McCoy
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Post by Mr. McCoy on Sept 5, 2011 16:01:20 GMT -5
OOC: I like the two paragraphs of action that were suddenly added on there to your original post Vincent. Good showing mate.
Dustin Delta's stomping comes to a cease as he allows his counterparts to continue. He slowly slips into the background, plotting on his oblivious opponents. As Barta and McCoy end their assault, Double D backs up into the ropes. The elasticity of the ring cables slingshot him back into the fray, the former King of Deathmatches taking flight at the turning duo with extended arms which clash into their chests, taking both competitors off the feet. The Clothesline leaves the loquacious superstar from Florida the only man standing, creating civil unrest in the arena as concessions are tossed toward the ringside. Delta relishes in the feat, arms stretched in a crucifix pose, his head beginning to swell to outrageous proportions. His arrogance proves his downfall as a fully recovered Vincent rises back to his feet. The face painted occult climbs to his feet, walking up behind him, and with them facing the same direction, reaches around the Everglade Exemplar's back and hooks his neck. He quickly sweeps the Outcast member's legs, taking him off his feet, causing both Fighty fighty persons to recline back and fall onto the canvas, the two crowd displeasing men slamming down with a thud.
 ."The Genius" Matthew Oliveira.]-:
"Premature celebration ends with Dustin having his head driven into the mat via an impressive Russian Leg Sweep. Way may not know many things about this debuting superstar, but Vincent's technical ability is surely a mystery solved."
.Hyper Elf.]-:
"That just goes to show you've got to have your head on a swivel. The second you let your guard down, the second you pick up a sugarless donut. And let me tell you something, that's an abyss you don't want to fall into it."
Vincent rolls onto all fours, a smile of unwavering confidence etched on his face. He begins crawling toward the corner, looking to pull himself up using the ring ropes on either side of him. He does so, pulling himself up to a vertical base, unaware of Freebird McCoy who has risen to his feet as well, staring straight at him like a bull glaring at a matador. As Vicent begins to turn, the Blue Collar Brawler charges across the ring, quickly leaping into the air and splashing into his opponent with his abdomen, compressing him between his frame and the turnbuckles. The Dark Warrior is smashed like a sandwich beneath a mountain of snacks inside a child's lunchbox, his knees immediately buckled, and eyes wearied from the devastating splash. With haste, Freebird turns away, whilst encircling his foe's cranium with his arm and leaping forward to the mat. He lands to a seated position, dragging the Virginian forward and planting him face first into the canvas with a brilliant Bulldog. The maneuvers had been executed in succession, and left Sytre sprawled and prone with his head buried in the mat.
The Oklahoman climbs to his feet, hand held high with pride as the crowd ignites with applause and cheers, edging on the fan-favorite who grabs hold of his "Smashing Pumpkins" T-shirt and lifts it over his head, bearing his bare torso in spirit of both competition and the grueling contest itself. He happily flings it towards the first row for a somewhat lucky spectator to receive the sweat filled garment he as takes a breath. He turns his attention to the only other man still standing tall, Barta Bull, albeit residing on one knee. The heroic hick charges at the Texan just as he rises to a full vertical base. He extends is arm, the Clothesline fails to meet a target however, simply catching wind as the bruiser ducks. Freebird continues to the ropes, quickly rebounding off them and running into a ready and waiting El Toro de El Paso. He places his palms underneath both McCoy's arms before exploiting the Blue Collar Brawler's momentum, in order to lift him off the canvas which he does, effectively hoisting him into the air. His descent comes as quick as his ascension, as Barta Bull drops to his knees, violently dragging Freebird from the air and slamming him down back first into the canvas with a thud which echoes throughout the arena.
.Hyper Elf.]-:
"He just broke him in half, only there's no jelly filled fun at the center. Barta could care less though. He's here to hurt people! "
."The Genius" Matthew Oliveira.]-:
"Spinebuster Bomb to tilt the match in his favor. There's an assortment of bodies lying in wake of his supremacy. Right now he's in prime position to win this contest."
.Hyper Elf.]-:
"How he handles being in control will determine if he in fact does win this match, and ends up competing in the Death From Above Ladder Match."
."The Genius" Matthew Oliveira.]-:
"That and the tenacity and determination of his opponents. Let's not forget they have a say in the outcome of this contest!"
TBCB Whoever |
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Post by Public Enemies on Sept 5, 2011 17:15:07 GMT -5
With that, Barta Bull peels McCoy's near leg out and over his torso and awaits the referee's count. The Texan closes his eyes and absorbs the pounding waves of the referees hand to the mat below. The relaxation puts Barta Bull in another dimension as he envisions his own valiant victory. The Terrible Toro absorbs one, then two of the three smacks to the mat. A black shadow casts over the face of Barta Bull, clouding his vision. As if he were a Black Jet, or if he was just Dustin Delta, The Everglades Exemplar makes an example of Bull's failure. DD's double-fisted attack on Barta Bull's cranium is enough for the referee to shatter one man's dream of victory and to begin a new chapter of glory in another's.
"Quick two-count!"
TBC-
(( I'll post again tomorrow if possible ))
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Post by vincent on Sept 6, 2011 20:36:34 GMT -5
Vincent slowly rolls to his hands and knees. His head ringing like a church bell, his vision cloudy. Dustin Delta picks up the dazed Bull standing him to his feet a smile on his face. He locks up with the Bull placing his right hand around the left leg as he picks it up, before swinging like a cradle and planting the Bull with a swinging back/neck type breaker. The fans cheer for the action taking place, McCoy has by this time made it to his feet and looks around figuring out who is the easiest pickings.
Vincent crawls on his hand and knees finding the nearest set of ropes to use. McCoy sees an opportunity and he goes running towards Vincent. Vincent has pulled himself almost up when he catches a charging McCoy out of the corner of his eye. He falls down holding onto the top rope, which sends the charging McCoy to the outside with a thud. The fans boo the move not wanting to see one of there favorites done that way. Vincent smiles to himself as he looks over at DD who is taking his sweet time to make the cover. Vincent reaches into his trunks and slips a small lead weight into his right hand, as he begins go make his way over to DD and Bull. Delta goes for Tue pin but being the vetern he is turns to see a Vincent coming his way. Delta unaware of the loaded fist charges at Vincent hoping to catch the new comer with his speed. Vincent smiles as he reads his right hand back and brings it forward at just the right time catching a surprised Delta squarely on the chin, the impact of the loaded hand to jaw sends vibrations through the face of Delta before he falls to the mat like he was shot.
The fans look on in awe at the sight of Vincent standing on his feet as the other three superstars are laid out. The ref looks around unsure what happened, Barta is slow to get to his feet. Vincent seeing this begins to slowly run towards Barta Bull but gets leveled with a hard and fast closeline that almost spins him inside out as he crashes with a thud to the mat. Barta still a bit groggy but aware looks down at the supine Vincent and after a quick scan seeing no one decides to end this with a cover not bothering to hook the leg. The ref drops to the canvas and slaps the mat once, raises his hand up before bringing it down for the two, raises his hand up to bring down for the three. But before the hand hits the mat, Vincent just kicks out. The crowd oohs! As they thought the match was over.
Barta gets to his feet and bends down to pick up Vincent, who surprises Barta with the still loaded fist catching him in the jaw and sending him down to the mat. This causes the crowd to boo in displeasure by the blatant cheating that Vincent is doing. Vincent smiles as he bends down to pick up Barta who is limp as a noodle to a standing position. He place his left arm around the big neck of the Bull, takes his free hand and grabs the side of the tights. Instead of picking him up he plants him head first with a ddt, the impact shakes the mat as Vincent rolls over and slides across the body for a cover. The ref being out of position quickly slides as his hand hits the mat to count the three.
Tbc
(Ooc:who knew my phone wouldn't let me do the color thing. Will add commentary as soon as I get to a computer. Smartphones my ass.)
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Post by Dustin Delta on Sept 7, 2011 1:25:48 GMT -5
"1!
2!"
Barta powers out of the young man's pin, and as a result, Vincent runs a hand across his bald head in frustration. Sytre's cold eyes lock on Bull, and Vincent mounts himself atop the fallen foe and delivers a series of punches into the face, trying to weaken Barta enough so that he may pick up a victory and enter the Death From Above in his debut. The Morgantown Monster stands up and turns to see if Delta and Freebird are up, and he is intercepted by Dustin Delta, who leaps up and pulls Sytre down and planting him with a Leaping Reverse STO. Vincent rolls over to a supine placement, and Double D takes the chance. He runs the ropes behind him and runs back at Sytre, jumping up and stomping on his opponent only to use him as a springboard to do a standing Shooting Star, right into a pinfall.
"1!
2!"
Rather than a weaseling out on the part of Vincent, the pin is broken up by McCoy, who delivers a double arm axe handle to the back of the Floridian. The Courier of Controversy rises to face the Ravishing Redneck, who goes for a haymaker towards the former King of the Deathmatch. The Everglades Native ducks and steps under Freebird's arm so that he may deliver a back kick to the Tulsa Tornado, who staggers forward into the ropes, leaning against them for support. Dustin grins and dashes toward him, jumping over and turning forward, going for a suicide cutter. Unfortunately for the Fighter Jet, the Oklahoman pushes D-Dawg down, shoving the Blitz's chest down. The Human Fighter Jet crashes and burns, the upper region of his back hitting the apron and ring frame, enticing a loud "OH SHIT!" from the GHW Faithful.
"Delta looked like he was coming back for a moment there, but the undefeated Freebird McCoy derailed his train to victory station."
"If there is one destination that Freebird knows plenty about, it's victory station, Al. He's yet to lose a match here in GHW."
Freebird smiles his crooked-tooth grin and turns back towards the center of the ring, where Barta Bull stands, breathing heavily. Bull runs at the Blue Collar Brawler but is knocked down almost immediately by a Big Blue Collar Boot to the face. McCoy nods his head happily before continuing his onslaught with a leg drop across the chest of the man he just knocked down. The Tulsa Tornado reaches down and pulls Texan up without any technique or proper hold. Freebird carelessly whips El Toro de El Paso to the south-west corner of the ring. The Oklahoman clotheslines Barta while he's in the corner, and takes several steps back. The Saloon Slammer blindly steps forward just to take McCoy's shoulder to the gut, being driven back to the corner. Freebird walks several paces away, and Barta staggers forward again, right into an otherworldly lariat from the Oklahoman. |
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Post by Mr. McCoy on Sept 7, 2011 21:58:17 GMT -5
McCoy takes a moment to catch his breath,, having flattened the Texan with the bulldozing blow. His recuperation comes to an end however as Vincent rises to his feet, having recovered from the offensive flurry from Double D mere minutes earlier. Sytre staggers to his feet, receiving a boot to the breadbasket from the Oklahoman which doubles him over. Freebird quickly scoops the Dark Warrior up into the air before hoisting him onto his shoulders. Whatever maneuver the undefeated hick had been planning failed to come to fruition however, as Vincent slides down McCoy's back. The confused, flustered Blue Collar Brawler was at the mercy of the debuting superstar, a man from what could already have been assessed by his performance, was deprived of such a attribute. Taking advantage of the opportunity created through his evasion, the brooding character crouches slightly, before lifting McCoy onto his shoulders in an Argentine Backbreaker Rack. Freebird is completely helpless as the spectators watch on in horror, knowing the outcome of whatever Vincent has on his twisted mind will not be pretty. After a few moments of suspense and speculation from the crowd, Sytre falls to the side, maliciously driving the fan favorite on top of his head. His caput lands awkwardly on the canvas, before his his body collapses to the mat, immediately going limp due to the sickening impact.
.Hyper Elf.]-:
"Freebird just had his head split like the red sea with that brutal Burning Hammer!"
."The Genius" Matthew Oliveira.]-:
"Vincent may be dressed like a clown, but he's proven to be a formidable opponent for the other three competitors."
.Hyper Elf.]-:
"And that drop on the head was the last thing Freebird needed. He already was limited in his job skills! How will he find work Matt?!"
."The Genius" Matthew Oliveira.]-:
"He's already employed... by the same company you work for... your such a mindless twit Hyper!"
Sytre quickly goes for the cover, hooking the motionless hicks leg as the ref makes the count.
ONE...
TWO...
Before the three count is administered, Dustin Delta grabs onto the Dark Warrior's leg, dragging him off of Freebird's carcass, precluding the debuting Vincent from gaining the victory. Delta quickly climbs to his feet, laying into his adversary with a series of stiff stomps, fueled with aggression influenced by his most recent failures. As Sytre writhes in agony, Double D collapses across McCoy's body, looking to gain triumph after Vincent had already laid down the foundation so to speak.
ONE...
TWO...
Once again the count is interrupted, this time by Barta Bull who slams a Double Axe Handle across the back of Delta's neck, sending him rolling away in pain. The Everglades Exemplar slides under the bottom rope, looking to gain a distance and reprieve. El Toro de El Paso and the Dark Warrior both rise to their feet, with Barta beating Sytre to the punch, literally, blasting him in the jaw with a staggering right hand. Vincent attempts to retaliate, but is parried, and receives a stiff clout on the button for his efforts. In an effort to suppress Barta's onslaught, Vincent leaps forward with his forearm, slamming it into Bull's face, sending him stumbling into the ropes. From there the Psychotic Circus member attempts an Irish Whip, gripping Barta by the wrist and attempting to launch him across the ring. The Texan reverses the Irish Whip, turning it on his foe, sending him across the ring instead. As the Dark Warrior nears, Dustin Delta pulls down on the ropes, whilst falling to the ring apron, causing his incoming adversary to tumble over the lowered bridge and crash and burn on the outside. As the former King of Deatmatches slowly climbs to his feet, Barta hunkers over in a three quarter stance, his eyes locked on his target, begging and pleading for the loud mouthed superstar to regain a vertical base. As Delta obliviously obliges, the powerhouse brute charges at the ropes. He suddenly leaves his feet and fires forward in a lunge, mimicking a torpedo being shot from a submarine. He dives through the ropes, lowering his head and driving his shoulder forward. His shoulder blade burrows into the midsection of the Floridian, tackling him off the apron. Both men land with a resounding thud on the padded floor below, sending the crowd into uproarious cheers as result from the high speed, crash crash collision of a Spear.
."The Genius" Matthew Oliveira.]-:
"Dustin Delta has just received a Gore-Gasm. No pun intended folks!"
.Hyper Elf.]-:
"After that devastating move, Double D may have surely creamed himself. Pun intended!"
."The Genius" Matthew Oliveira.]-:
"All four men are down in what has turned out to be a fantastic match, main event caliber. Each man is making his case for why he should be in the Death From Above Ladder Match at Full Circle!"
.Hyper Elf.]-:
"And the man who wins will prove to have had the more compelling argument! I could see any one of these four emerging as the victor, and more importantly, headlining a Pay-Per-View in the near future..."
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Post by Millson and Simpson on Sept 8, 2011 2:20:46 GMT -5
With Barta, Delta and Sytre trembling on the outside and the Freebird laying supine on the canvas, no obvious winnner can reveal themself. Suddenly, 'JBL's theme' plays and the crowd come alive as the Hometown Hero, Dow Jones, sprints to the ring apron and slides underneath the bottom rope, crawling to McCoy and draping himself over the homeless competitor, forcing the official to make the cover.
One...
Two...
As Jones looks to have stolen the victory, McCoy proves his resiliency once again, lifting his shoulder into the air and drawing a gasp of breath from the Hardcore Icon, who had expected no resistance from the already weary and beaten down Freebird. Seeing the action inside the squared circle, Vincent Sytre is the first man to reach his feet on the outside, sliding into the 4 sides of pain and running at Dow from behind, attempting to blindisde the former Television champion. Hearing the pitter patter of Sytre's feet, Jones ducks as the Psycho Circus member throws a wild Northern Lariat, and as the Dark Warrior turns to face Dow once again, the breath is sucked out of his body by a stiff boot to the gut, doubling over Sytre. DJ thrusts the Dark Warrior's head inbetween his legs and wraps his arms around the sternum of the rookie, before falling backwards to the mat, taking Sytre's head with him, forcing his head to the canvas like an exclamation point.
A huge Piledriver. Is that enough to earn Dow Jones a DFA place?
It may well be. I'm so excited, what a match this has been and we still have the TV title main event to come.
The Boston Brawler rolls the Dark Warrior onto his spine and hooks Sytre's far leg, making escape as impossible as he can, only for Barta Bull to slide into the squared circle and pull Dow's legs away, forcing the 225 pounder to break the pinfall attempt. As DJ thrashes about on the floor in a vain attempt to escape the clutches of El Toro de El Paso, Barta keeps hold of both legs and stomps a mudhole into the sternum of the Bostonian, forcing the thrashes to cease for the time being. B2 follows up this act of maliciousness by lifting Dow's legs into the air and turning Jones onto his stomach and chest cavity, before stepping over Dow's back and sitting on his spine, Barta pulling the legs of Jones the wrong way, forcing an undulated scream from the former Television champion. Barta's face contorts into a mask of pure concentration as he pulls with all his might, hoping to force a submission from the lips of the Boston Brawler. However, Barta's earlier exploits with Dustin Delta come to haunt him as the vengeful Double D has dragged himself into the ring as well, culminating in every competitor present and correct inside the 4 sides of success. Dustin needs no reminding of the pian felt from the Spear and he runs full pelt at the crouching Barta, blindsiding El Toro de El Paso with a boot to the side of the jaw, breaking up the submission hold. As B2 drops to the canvas, Delta throws himself on top of the Texan and unloads with mounted punches to the face, no amount of covering up from Barta able to stop the flurry of blows. Unseen to Delta, Dow begins to step gingerly to his feet and he sees an opportunity to steal this match once again, stalking the Floridian Falcon and urging him to stand to his feet. Once the punishment for Barta has been served, The Human Fighter Jet stands to his full verticality and with precision timing, DJ wraps his arms around Delta's cranial lobe, aiming to squeeze the oxygen out of Dustin's brain to force the submission.
Sleeper hold! Sleeper hold! Dow's got Delta right where he wants him.
This is a prickly situation for Delta, but also for everybody else. If Dustin gives in, everyone else is out of the DFA match at Full Circle.
Delta throws his arms out wildly in an attempt to unbalance the Hometown Hero, but the maniacal eyes of Jones begin to flare up, his dreams of a New Age title shot relying on him qualifying for the DFA match. With Double D beginning to fade from lack of vital oxygen, the victory seems ensured, but with quick thinking that belittles his lack of experience, Freebird McCoy uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet and runs at Jones, dropping to his knees before he reaches the Boston Brawler, before throwing his right forearm into the grapefruits of Jones. DJ lets out a scream of pain and falls to his knees, releasing the Sleeper Hold and keeping the match alive. With the contest once again having fallen in favour of the Homeless Hero, McCoy shows more speed of thought as he grabs Dow by the scruff of the neck and throws Jones over the top rope and to the hard concrete surface outside the squared circle. Not intent with just taking the fresh competitor out of the bout, the Freebird kicks Barta Bull and Dustin Delta underneath the bottom rope nearest to them, forcing the two most experienced athletes to the vicinity, before McCoy once again focuses his intentions on the newest Psycho Circus Member, Vincent Sytre. However, the focus is regained slightly too late, as the Dark Warrior is up on his feet and charging at the Homeless Fighty fighty person, outstretching an arm to the side and flooring McCoy with a brutal forearm to the forehead.
Huge Clothesline from Sytre and the momentum changes hands once again. What a contest.
That's how much a guaranteed title shot means to these athletes.
TBC-
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