Post by Thomas Walker on Aug 11, 2010 15:38:03 GMT -5
(This leads directly on from THIS post.)
Lurching as far forward as his back will allow, Thomas drives Hayden back first into the glass and tacks though this time, the wild uncontrollable spasm that followed previously doesn't occur this time. Instead the hardcore jackass' arms & legs ricochet off the solid flooring followed by his blood stained head, causing his eyes to roll back. The kiwi's unconscious state causes no concern for the Walkers as Thomas moves from the champion to free his brother, not in a much better state than his opponent.
Big Al: "And with that, this one is done."
James is barely responsive but with his brothers help he manages to get atop the New Zealanders chest, though the count is heavily stuttered by the referees persistent health checks on the two competitors. A gentle word in the striped officials ear by Thomas gets his ass in gear and he immediately drops to the mat to make a count, it'd seem already like there is no logical way out for Hayden but to be certain Tommy presses down on his brothers back to affirm the hold.
Big Al: "1..."
Fuzz Jennings: "No!"
Big Al: "2..."
Fuzz Jennings: "No!"
Big Al: "3!"
Fuzz Jennings: "No!"
The referee quickly calls for the bell and fetches the belt from the timekeepers table for the match winner. Returning to the ring he hands the prized jewel to Thomas, now helping his brother to a vertical base, before calling for assistance. Almost immediately five medical technicians run to the ring with two stretchers in tow, they reach the ring before splitting into two groups, one seeking to help the former champion and the other attempting to aid the current but their efforts are thwarted by Tommy who blocks their path and insists his brother needs no treatment. Focusing their attentions on Hayden, the team check him over and strap his neck in a brace as a precautionary manner before sliding him across to the stretcher.
Fuzz Jennings: "This is a travesty! He was robbed!"
Big Al: "Aw boo hoo, he knew what he was getting into when he came here. People win, people lose."
Eventually, after match struggle, James is able to stand albeit with his brothers support. The two exchange a few words and Thomas hands him the belt, with both growing evermore jubilant as the reality of the situation sets in. Credits start to roll at the bottom of the screen with the newly crowned champion, or champions, celebrating in the ring--whether the fans appreciate the outcome seems irrelevant to them. Tommy jokingly waves goodbye to Hayden as he's wheeled up the ramp and on that note, the screen fades to black.
End Of Thread
Notes: Alright, I know this wasn't greatly written I just wanted to give the match an ending.
Lurching as far forward as his back will allow, Thomas drives Hayden back first into the glass and tacks though this time, the wild uncontrollable spasm that followed previously doesn't occur this time. Instead the hardcore jackass' arms & legs ricochet off the solid flooring followed by his blood stained head, causing his eyes to roll back. The kiwi's unconscious state causes no concern for the Walkers as Thomas moves from the champion to free his brother, not in a much better state than his opponent.
Big Al: "And with that, this one is done."
James is barely responsive but with his brothers help he manages to get atop the New Zealanders chest, though the count is heavily stuttered by the referees persistent health checks on the two competitors. A gentle word in the striped officials ear by Thomas gets his ass in gear and he immediately drops to the mat to make a count, it'd seem already like there is no logical way out for Hayden but to be certain Tommy presses down on his brothers back to affirm the hold.
Big Al: "1..."
Fuzz Jennings: "No!"
Big Al: "2..."
Fuzz Jennings: "No!"
Big Al: "3!"
Fuzz Jennings: "No!"
The referee quickly calls for the bell and fetches the belt from the timekeepers table for the match winner. Returning to the ring he hands the prized jewel to Thomas, now helping his brother to a vertical base, before calling for assistance. Almost immediately five medical technicians run to the ring with two stretchers in tow, they reach the ring before splitting into two groups, one seeking to help the former champion and the other attempting to aid the current but their efforts are thwarted by Tommy who blocks their path and insists his brother needs no treatment. Focusing their attentions on Hayden, the team check him over and strap his neck in a brace as a precautionary manner before sliding him across to the stretcher.
Fuzz Jennings: "This is a travesty! He was robbed!"
Big Al: "Aw boo hoo, he knew what he was getting into when he came here. People win, people lose."
Eventually, after match struggle, James is able to stand albeit with his brothers support. The two exchange a few words and Thomas hands him the belt, with both growing evermore jubilant as the reality of the situation sets in. Credits start to roll at the bottom of the screen with the newly crowned champion, or champions, celebrating in the ring--whether the fans appreciate the outcome seems irrelevant to them. Tommy jokingly waves goodbye to Hayden as he's wheeled up the ramp and on that note, the screen fades to black.
End Of Thread
Notes: Alright, I know this wasn't greatly written I just wanted to give the match an ending.