Desperado vs. Sting - Hardcore

A sponsorship video is played promoting the Chevrolet 2008 Malibu.

A video is displayed on the titantron displaying the Triumph tournament format and describing the rules and features of this well hyped tournament. The video switches to a screen where Desperado is standing on the left side of the Vs sign with his title hanging on his left shoulder, his fists are raised as he throws a few punches before coming to a stop with a pose. Sting is standing on the right side, his face baring a stern look with his paint mask giving him a misterious figure. The stipulations of the match is written beneath both opponents. Sting having th stipulation against him with not being allowed to use any weapons as he will be disqualified whereas Desperado must win by causing sting to draw blood.

'Enough is Enough and it's time for a change'
Desperado's voice echoes through-out the Hoffman Stadium as the lights go dim.

'The Way I Am' by Eminem erupts through the PA system as smoke begins to rise at the entrance. The titantron flickers on to show the words 'Destiny has arrived' before fading away to show 'Desperado' in a golden font. The screen fades away to display many clips of Desperado wrestling whilst switching to him training in an old empty gym. The whole clip is in black and white.

Whatever.
Dre, just let it run
Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit
Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. f*ck it
Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.

::[Lizzie Morna]::
"And his opponent, ... Making his way to the ring, ... hailing from Brooklyn, New york, ...standing 6'2", ... Weighing in at 212lbs, ... He’s the Technical Toxic, … The High-Flying Hunk, …The Deadly and Dangerous, …The Golden Angel Champion, … Desperado."

I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag
of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be
the most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth
And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works
And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve
all this tension dispensin these sentences
Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest
and I rest again peacefully (peacefully)..
but at least have the decency in you
to leave me alone, when you freaks see me out
in the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter
to not come and speak to me (speak to me)..

Desperado breaks through the layer of smoke, his long black gown draping the floor, the golden lining shining under the flashing lights of the camera's. He moves through the sides of the screaming fan as he advances to the ring shadow boxing as if warming himself up for the match. He has a custom made Golden Angel title wrapped firmly around his waist. It bares the letter ‘D’ in the middle with a cool and flashy look.

I don't know you and no,
I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick
if you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty)..
No patience is in me and if you offend me
I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air
I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you
Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of all you (of all you)..
I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me

He reaches the stairs and climbs them in rhythm, each foot hitting the steel at the right time, his hooded gown flapping in the air behind him. When he ascends the stairs completely, he tilts his head back, removing the hood to reveal his psychotic smile and lifts his arms to his sides. The lights suddenly go back to full strength. Desperado removes his gown and lets it drop to his feet before entering the ring in his black trunks with silky golden stripes along with his matching black and gold boots. His hands are strapped with white tape whilst tattoo's cover most of his arms and shoulders. A lot of cuts and bruises are present on his body. He poses with the belt above his head before slipping it through the bottom rope to one of the ring side assistants who carefully places it besides the announcers table.

And I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
Radio won't even play my jam
Cause I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
I don't know it's just the way I am

::[Ray White]::
"Desperado is looking as handsome as ever and once he fdefeats this no good loser, there'll be nothing to stop him from adding the Triumph title to his impressive collection."[/color]

::[Jimmy Pate]::
"He has only won the Golden Agnel title so far, what makes you think he can win another."[/color]

::[Ray White]::
"Well, he won the other title in a tournament similar to this and seemed fair to give him the advantage, I mean when was the last time he lost a match."[/color]

::[Jimmy Pate]::
"He lost a 'Stipulation' match at the hands of The Psycho Kid where he was supposed to win 'easily' with the draw blood stipulation placed on The Psycho Kid."[/color]

::[Ray White]::
"What do you expect, Desperado wasn't allowed to use any of his signature moves, do you know how confusing that can be. Besides, there was the no good Gnarfflinger present to disturb the setting."[/color]

Desperado helps himself to a microphone as he sets out to address the fans.

::[Desperado]::
"Good Evening China, ... Or wait is it Japan, the people just look so similar, I can't really tell the difference.[/color]

(Desperado adds a snigger)

Well atleast the Dome is pretty decent. Don't reckon you desere it though, it should belong to U.S.A where all the great arena's are present.

(A Shower of boo's drown Desperado's voice)

Calm down would you, ... coming form me, that was a compliment. I'm sory guys, It's totally my fault. I forgot yu don't understand english too well. Well i apologize for it and from the look of things I'll have to apologize once again as I wont be able to give you a good show tonight, my opponent will not be able to handle me so on his behalf, I apologize.”

Sting shows a mean stare at Desperado but awaits the referee signal for the match to start. Desperado calls it holds as he slides out of the ring to take hold of Sting's bat. He slides back into the ring and smiles at his opponent whilst weilding his own weapon against him.

TBCB Sting.

[/center]

::{{~~Jimmy Pate~~}}::

[/u]
“Desperado is looking to grasp every opportunity he gets to end this match as early as possible. I don’t believe he is willing to give his opponent a chance to get in this match. Seems like the gold that awaits in the final has caught his eye and it doesn’t seem like he is willing to stop till he reaches it.”[/color]

::{{~~Ray White~~}}::[/u]
“Glad you finally see the Desperado from where I see him.”[/color]

::{{~~Jimmy Pate~~}}::[/u]
“I’m sorry Ray but I’ll never see Desperado from your point of view, … to tell you the truth, I don’t even want to think about it.”[/color]

::{{~~Ray White~~}}::[/u]
“What do you mean?”[/color]

::{{~~Jimmy Pate~~}}::[/u]
“Never mind.”[/center][/color]

Desperado pulls Sting to his feet but a hand shoots out towards his gut before he has time to capitalize. Desperado finds himself winded very early on in the match with an opponent beyond dangerous. Sting risks a dropkick to a full connection with Desperado’s forehead knocking him a couple of feet back on to the ground giving Sting the time he needs to plan his next sequence of manoeuvres. Desperado staggers to his feet but a is faced with many perils at the hands of Sting. His head is struck in succession fiercely with a numerous amount of knee strikes leaving Desperado in a daze as a cactus clothesline takes his down. Sting rolls away from his Desperado to take note of the shape of his opponent before continuing with a baseball slide into the side of Desperado’s chest, causing the rib-cage to clamp over itself. Desperado howls in pain as his foe shows no remorse what-so-ever.

The cold-blooded assailant lifts Desperado by the locks of his hair until he is upright prior to a knee to the gut once again. This is followed by a power driven Irish whip into the far turnbuckle into which Desperado strikes in full force. Moving his arms in front of his body he manages to avoid more damage to his chest but the pain manages to sink in through the limbs that were placed to protect it. Sting charges in from behind with an overdue spear. Desperado somehow manages to avoid the potential pain of the running attack with a reflex action dodge. Sting barely misses out on Desperado as he dives out of place in the nick of time. The bottom of Desperado’s foot catches that of Sting’s causing him to go flailing into the turnbuckle post, shoulder first with a dramatic fall.

[/u]
“Yay Desperado. He has finally found a glitch in Sting’s armour and its time to make him pay.”[/color]

::{{~~Jimmy Pate~~}}::[/u]
“I take what I said back, this Sting feller is more determined than even Desperado. He just crashed into a steel post and he seems to have recovered already. He is pulling himself out of the carnage the instance I speak.”[/color]

::{{~~Ray White~~}}::[/u]
“Unbelievable! I wish I could disagree with it but it’s happening in front of my very own eyes.”[/color][/center]

Desperado, realising the danger, cobbles along the ground in search for the solid black baseball bat. Luckily for Desperado and a great misfortune for Sting, the bat is within grasp for Desperado and once his hands are firmly around the steel base of the bat, there is a powerful all-or-nothing swing. The crowd stare in silence as the bat ricochets off Sting’s back leaving a stinging red patch of skin. Desperado lets a smile loose, showing signs of enjoyment as he lifts the bat for a second shot. Sting doesn’t give Desperado the opportunity to strike the finishing blow as he ducks beneath the head-shot and dives into a short-distance spear which seems more like a spine buster than anything else. Sting launches an arsenal of punches at Desperado but a quick roll from Desperado and the tables are turned with Desperado in the drivers seat and Sting in grave danger. Desperado starts knocking lefts and rights into Stings forehead like he won’t get a second chance. Sting flails his arms in front of his head trying to prevent it from being busted open and a quick poke to the eye has him free of Desperado’s blitz of fist.

Desperado seeks out his opponent with a sudden modified shining wizard in the form of ‘Death Wave’ bringing about gasps of shock and cheers of excitement from the crowd. Desperado scrambles across towards Sting to see the extent of the damage Sting received and to his disappointment, he finds Sting blood free and not a scratch across his forehead. An enraged Desperado moves to the outside of the ring on voyage of his Golden Angel title, planning to use the gold to smash blood out of his opponent, smearing his own title with the glory of victory. Sting seems to be gaining consciousness from the earlier blow to the head as he uses the ropes to lift himself to his feet. Desperado, with the title in his hands, slides back into the ring . He awaits Sting to ascend completely to his feet before rushing in with the killer blow. To the relief of the fans Desperado happens to not see the baseball bat he left in the centre of the ring and trips over it as the back of his boot rolls across it. There is an outburst of laughter from the crowd as Desperado’s face is struck with a crimson mask of humiliation and fury.

TBCB Sting.

Desperado screams in pain as the glass smashes into a million peices with the majority finding a way to incise into the skin on his back. There top layer of Desperado's back is a crimson of cuts and blood filled wounds. Sting crawls away in silence as Desperado makes the strongest effort to lift himself away from the glass carnage. The crowd are in awe and show their appreciations with 'This is Awe-some' chants. Desperado's hands meet more shattered glass causing more flesh to be bared open. He eventually finds himself out of the corner, fighting the stinging pain and tears with clenched fists and teeth. Desperado emraces any further attacks from Sting by placing himself on the adjacent turnbuckle to the one where the glass pane was resting upon, his eyes fixed on Sting's every move. Sting moves to lift the bat but the with sight of the referee gaining conciousness, he chooses to go against it. Instead he charges moves in slowly and carefully towards Desperado who also leaves his corner to meet his opponent with fists.

Both fighters begin trading blows with equal shares. Desperado digging lightening fast jabs and inch-perfect body blows whilst Sting rockets him with powerful hooks. A european uppercut is thrown in by Sting. Desperado however saw it coming and a duck and dodge combination left opea huge space for Desperado hit a huge right hook to his opponent's skull followed by rocking, jaw-breaking, skull shaking uppercut. Spit flies out of Sting's teeth as the crowd get off their seats to witness the damage of the hard-hitting blow. Sting collapses to the ground as Desperado falls back trying to hold his balance.

::[Jimmy Pate]::

"Both men seem to bounce back after every blow they take and pain they endure. Seems this title means more to them then their careers."[/color]

::[Ray White]::
"When a title like the Triumph is on the line, it means you sacrifice your bodies but drive on. They are not willing to stop at nothing to win this title. Its fair to say they have shown a good match tonight but Desperado's moving to the final round."[/center][/color]

Adrenaline continues to pump through both the bodies of the two competitors. Desperado grabs hold of the Golden Angel Title once again and lines up behind Sting who is finding the strength in his feet to stand once again. Upon reaching his feet, Desperado charges in at him once again. Sting shields his head with one arm whilst sticking a knee out. Desperado runs right into the knee and the attack is put on hold once again as the title hits Stings forearm and rebounds out of Desperado's grip. Sting grabs hold of Desperado head and places it beneath his arm setting him up for a reverse DDT. Desperado manages to lift his feet off the ground in a cruiserweight style flip, regaining a blanced stance behind his opponent. Sting turns around as quick as he can to regain the upper hand but falls right into the path of a 'DKO'. Desperado drops the ground in exhaustion. Both men are breathing heavyly in the centre of the ring as the crowd are chanting 'This is Awe-some' once again.

TBCB Sting

Desperado hunches forward, driven on pure determination he borrows a deposit of adrenalin from his adrenal glands to boost his willpower. He crawls along the ground, in an attempt to reach the ropes that lay ahead. Sting tightens the hold, the excruciating pain of the deadly ‘Scorpion death-lock’ kicks into top gear putting Desperado under pressure to quit the match. The Golden Angel Champion fights against the pain that is climbing his spine upon every passing second. The pain growing quicker than a patch of bacteria in optimum conditions.

::{{~~Jimmy Pate~~}}::

[/u]
“Desperado is looking really determined not to give up. He is giving all he has got to stay in this match and advance in this tournament. However, I feel he doesn‘t posses the sheer ability to compete against a tough opponent such as Sting. Never has he come up against someone who shows the equivalent amount of determination as himself.”[/color]

::{{~~Ray White~~}}::[/u]
“Desperado is proud young man, not to mention sexy also. He will go to the limit to win this match and will not stop at nothing. I know Despy can do it and I believe in him.”[/color]

::{{~~Jimmy Pate~~}}::[/u]
“You‘ve been saying that for the past 10 of Desperado’s matches.”[/color]

::{{~~Ray White~~}}::[/u]
“Well it works, he has been winning most of them hasn’t he and besides it’s the love that I show for him that counts.”[/color]

::{{~~Jimmy Pate~~}}::[/u]
“Whatever.”[/center][/color]

Desperado urges forward, drawing nearer and nearer to the ropes until his hands clasp firmly around the bottom rope. Sting releases the hold on the referee’s saying and immediately pulls Desperado away from the ropes in an attempt to lock in the painful submission. Desperado thrashes his legs in desperation and to his luck, one strikes Sting dead on the nose. It gives Desperado enough time to roll back on his feet. However he finds it difficult to balance with the fatigue in his legs and staggers into the ropes. Sting recovers from the kick to his face and begins making his way towards Desperado once again.

Desperado suddenly darts forward in a charged spear. Sting covers his body with his arms in protection. Desperado stops short, putting a feint into practice. Sting is left in a moment of confusion as Desperado slips around his opponent and wraps his arms around Sting’s waist. Desperado heaves Sting off his feet and lets him fall to the ground with a german suplex. He manages to hold onto his opponents waist planning to continue with the suplex series. The low energy levels however have other plans. With fatigue pounding every muscle in his body, Desperado has no choice but to revert to strikes rather than grapples, even the lightest of punches seem to take a mountain of energy. Each blow dragging on and not causing nearly enough damage as he would have wished.

::{{~~Jimmy Pate~~}}::

[/u]
“Both these superstars have given all they got and need a long rest after the match.”[/color]

::{{~~Ray White~~}}::[/u]
“I‘ll have a hot bath sorted for Desperado once the match is over and a pair of hands to massage those aching muscles.”[/color]

::{{~~Jimmy Pate~~}}::[/u]
“Never in a million years would Desperado allow you to those hands to touch him.”[/color]

::{{~~Ray White~~}}::[/u]
“Well you never know, he might change his mind. I can be very persuasive.”[/center][/color]



TBCB Sting.

Sting falls to the ground in exhaustion, the referee looks upon the fallen warriors. The sight of victory comes into Sting’s view pushing him on to move closer to Desperado until his arms falls upon Desperado’s limp body. The referee records the cover and dives down to his knees. He lifts his arm up and brings it down for the first count. The second count follows as the referee’s hand meets the mat for the second time. The crowd are cheering the face-painted superstar as the referee brings about his hand to call the final count and announce the winner. As his hand comes down for the final time, Desperado shoulder shoots up. The fans gasp in surprise and a sigh of relief explodes from Ray White’s chest. Sting is shattered in disappointment and takes a moment to gather his energy once again as the match is not over yet.

Desperado begins to roll out of the way and finds himself upon the shattered glass once again. Desperado crawls along the mat as the glass incisions in his back cause the flesh to sting and burn as the enclosed fluid manages to slip along the scars of his back. He stops as his hands meet the cold of the steel baseball bat he thoughtfully brought into the ring and he grasps it into his hands in secrecy, covering it from sight with his body. Sting has managed to lift himself to his feet as he strides along nearer to his opponent and kicks Desperado into his back causing him to slump to the ground. Desperado pushes himself back to his feet and a swift move has him cracks his opponent’s weapon into Sting’s abdomen causing his opponent to double over. Desperado holds his rivals head in his arms for a second before striking gold as the steel clobbers Sting’s cheekbone with a well timed and powerfully driven shot of the bat. Sting falls to the ground clutching the his face with both hands in an attempt to reduce the pain but the transmission continues to find its way through with a pulse of pain.

Desperado drops down onto one knee as the energy it took to pull off the move was more than his body could handle. The lactic acid in his muscles causing hammering aches to his whole body. His limbs weak, his chest heavy. Each breath was becoming more and more painful. Keeping his eyes open was develop into a challenging task itself. The ring was spinning before him, Desperado wobbles around the ring. Unaware of what he is doing, unable to focus or remember what he seeks.

::{{~~Jimmy Pate~~}}::

[/u]
“How far are they willing to take this match. They can longer stand, Desperado doesn‘t know what planet he is on yet alone what the task at hand is anymore.”[/color]

::{{~~Ray White~~}}::[/u]
“Come on Despy, you an do it. Just bust the guys head open. It isn‘t that hard.”[/color]

::{{~~Jimmy Pate~~}}::[/u]
“Sting and Desperado have fought immensely tonight and have won the applause and respect of the Japanese fans here tonight. Whoever advances in the tournament will thoroughly deserve it because at the moment, there is nothing to separate them.”[/center][/color]

Desperado rolls out of the ring and hunts for a new weapon beneath the ring apron. Sting shows signs of movement but then collapses once again as he cannot find the energy within himself. Desperado emerges out from beneath the ring with a bag of thumbtacks. There is an evil smile across his face showing signs of recovery from his mental problem. He climbs back into the ring and empties the contents of the bag all across the ring. Making sure all of the area is covered. Sting is making his way back to his feet using the support of a turnbuckle to do so. Looking at the scene of the ring, he stares in disbelief at the huge disadvantage he now faces.

::{{~~Ray White~~}}::

[/u]
“Genius, … absolute genius by Desperado. Shows you not to judge him. He might be looking like a zombie but my sexy prince is beyond just looks and muscles. Its his clever strategies that gives him the upper hand against his opponent.”[/color]

::{{~~Jimmy Pate~~}}::[/u]
“If Sting thought that avoiding blood till now was hard. Well it just went a whole lot harder. It‘s almost impossible to avoid defeat now.”[/center][/color]

Desperado makes a slow and steady chase of his opponent who moves around steadily, avoiding any trips and falls, knowing he must stay on his feet. Desperado drags himself along the ground, ignoring the thumbtacks that are attaching themselves onto his boots. He has victory in sight and chances looking slim for Sting, he embraces himself for the worst as Desperado dives in with a blow …


TBCB Sting