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Post by Matt Oliveira on Sept 23, 2007 1:31:24 GMT -5
(OOC: For your viewing pleasure.) *Redemption returns from it's 30-minute intermission to the broadcast booth of Jimmy Pate and Ray White, both staring at the array of devastation constructed.* JP: "Ladies and gentlemen, wrestling fans of all ages, we've had an utterly AMAZING night so far. From weapons of all sorts, to a Lion's Den, and a SIX-star Triple Threat...I would swear it couldn't get any bigger. But, I am now beside myself."Ray: "The names Ray, JP....Raaaaaayyy. When Solid Core had joined up with Glory and Honor Wrestling to become what is known as GODS AND HERETICS Wrestling, I was convinced we'd never see something like this ever again. Not to mention participants of the magnitude facing-off. Hell, I need a bucket of ice water."JP: "Aaand you've successfully raped my ears once again, Ray. But, down to business. Many of you watching at home are in awe at this, even I am, but a minority of you will remember that this isn't the first time we've had the SCW Match. If you could recall to SCW's last Pay-Per-View, From The Ashes, we saw a enormous amount to violence spawn from this. No, it doesn't have bridges and cages, or a million tons of concrete, but it is a hostile, HOSTILE environment. Let it be known that none of the known competitors of this match have been in the SCW Match, but I am SURE it will not matter once the bell rings. Now, painfully and fearfully, without further withdraw, Lizzie Morna, Lizzie?"LM: "Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for your Redemption main event of the evening!..."*Lizzie pauses as some of the fans walking back to their seats begins to scramble, hoping to get comfortable. They begin buzzing, a cheer beginning to rise.* "...and is the Tag Team SCW Match! This will consist of 5 teams, two men each, and is scheduled as independent elimination. In order to be eliminated, there must be an pin-fall OR submission, with the consequences of said eliminations not effecting tag partners. There are no disqualifications, no count-outs, and will continue until there is one team, OR man, left standing."*The crowd rises to their feet, applauding and cheering, a ghostly chant of "S-C-Dub" is audible. After a moments passing, the lights go out, rising ANOTHER cheer from the audience. The flash of bulbs and cameras go off, giving a spooky effect of lightning. Then, a guitar riff sounds, catching everyone's attention as it echoes through the arena. It slowly fades away, followed by a second of the same pitch, accompanied by the sound of a blade sharpening, enough to make the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. The knife hits again, with another humming riff. Then, another moment of awkward silence, followed by war drums bursting in, ominous of "The New Black". Another knife swipe, being recognized as the intro to "Mein Teil". The arena of Baton Rouge remains pitch black, only the sounds of combined entrance music playing until....silence. The drums stop, the guitar stops, the knife is no longer heard. All sound is reversed back to the buzz of the crowd.* JP: "...technical difficulties?"Ray: "...oh no, no...technical diffiKULTies..."The titan tron screen flicks on to static, acting like a radio tuning itself. It passes by stations, small bits of words or music jump in and out until... "...WELCOME TO...THE.....KULT...." Another set of war drums burst in, known as "Puritania" by Dimmu Borgir ( ) the stage and entrance ramp being bathed in red light. A new image fades onto the screen, a NEW K Ensign: "WE DO AWAY WITH YOUR KIND" ... "COUNTDOWN TO EXTERMINATE THE HUMAN RACE"
4 . . 3 . . 2 . . 1 . . The guitars and electronica begin, the evil hymn blaring into the arena, screaming up to the rafters. At either end of the stage begins the burning of a ring of fire, and two figures being elevated from inside each one from under the stage. Reaching level grounds and walking to the center, they stop before a trudge down the ramp. Standing side-by-side. "LET CHAOS ENTWINE - ON DEFENSELESS SOIL" LM: "Introducing your first team, weighing in at a combined five-hundred and twenty-four pounds...The King of the Deathmatch Champion, Vladimir Strife and NeXus Deathmatch Champion, Matthew Oliveira...this is KULT!" "REMOVE ERRORS OF MAN AND SWEEP ALL THE WEAKENING KIND" With that, both men begin walking down the ramp. They dress in t-shirts, the picture on the front matching the icon on the titan tron of the K Ensign. Vlad wears his raven blue long-sleeve under it, and Matt's sleeves are cut off, displaying a fine collection of scars and tattoos. Oliveira dresses in full black, from t-shirt, jean shorts, to taped fist. "I AM WAR, I AM PAIN I AM ALL YOU'VE EVER SLAIN I AM TEARS IN YOUR EYES I AM GRIEF, I AM LIES!"
"BYGONE ARE TOLERANCE, AND PRESENCE OF GRACE SCAVENGERS ARE SENT OUT TO CLEANSE THE HUMAN FILTH PARADES His flattened, jet black hair reveals a single vertical line drawn from the center of his forehead, through his left eye, and to his cheek on one side. The red flows into the hole arena, cascading a crimson glow onto the properties of the SCW construction. Vlad and Matt reach the ringside area, Vlad -without hesitation- climbing into the nearest ring as Matt scales onto the outside turnbuckle, posing in the Crucifix. "I AM PURE, I AM TRUE I AM ALLL OVER YOU I AM LAUGH, I AM SMILE I AM THE EARTH DEFILED I AM THE COSMIC STORMS I AM THE TINY WORMS I AM FEAR IN THE NIGHT... I AM BRINGERETH OF LIGHT!" JP: "You know...all that fire and stuff, I really don't think it's just for show. These guys have got to be a little crazy just for open flame and pretty lights to be present in order to make an impact."Ray: "Better to have an impact on your eardrums rather than your skull, JP." "EARTH...SUCCESSFULLY...ERASED" Oliveira steps back down to the apron and bends through the ropes. Joining his partner in-ring. He walks past Vlad, to the corner, and flops into it, taking a seat while leaning against the turnbuckle without a care in the world. Strife slowly fades into the adjacent corner, lifting himself up to sit on the top buckle, choosing to brood mutually while the music fades out and the lights return to normal. In the distance, despite formality but fueled on violence, the fans are chanting "F*ck 'em up, Mat-thew, f*ck 'em up!" and "Vlad is gonna kill you." ...strange that their names would pass through the lips of anyone on that side of the barricades. TBCB other teams
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Post by Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos! on Sept 23, 2007 6:17:19 GMT -5
A flash of light... then the arena lights go out and the air conditioning turns on at full power, pumping icy cold air into the arena. The main screen switches on, and shows a screen full of static with a blue and red taijitu symbol visible beneath it before changing to clips of Human Wreckingball and Crazy Boy fighting in the original SCW match and pulling off brutal tag team maneuvers on the other Fighty fighty persons. This is followed by scenes of the "Chamber of Death", and of Wreckingball and Rhaps training...before finally showing the three men in-ring, announcing the formation of the Brotherhood of Chaos.
Crowd: Wreckingball! Wreckingball! Wreckingball!
The screen switches off, plunging the arena into darkness once more as the opening chords of "Psychotron" by Megadeth begin to play. A set of blue lights switch on, illuminating the arena and showing the "SCW" structure, surrounded by banks of stage mist that flow up the entrance ramp. As soon as the lyrics begin, Wreckingball steps out from the top of the entrance ramp. The crowd gasp as he steps forward.
Lizzie: Representing the Omega Connection...weighing in at a mighty two hundred and seventy pounds...The Human Wreckingball!
Wreckingball is wearing his original ring attire! He is wearing a blue sleeveless shirt, with silver flame patterns down the sides, and baggy blue wrestling pants- with silver flame designs. He is also wearing a blue and silver "Dragon-head" mask- similar to his ring attire in SCW. Wreckingball sings along with the song for a while, gesturing to the crowd to sing too.
Assassin in stealth Assailant from hell Impervious to damage! Computer on board Engaged in a war Non-stop combatant!
Maybe not a mutant, maybe a man! Part bionic, and organic- not a cyborg... Part bionic, and organic- not a cyborg...call him Psychotron!
Wreckingball begins to walk down the ramp, and shake hands with all of the fans waiting at the side of the entrance ramp. When he reaches the bottom of the ramp, Wreckingball picks up a microphone and begins to speak.
Wreckingball: I AM THE MENTAL WARRIOR! I AM...THE HUMAN WRECKINGBALL!
Alright, now I got something important to say before the match. I'll keep it quick, because I know you can't wait for it to begin. Firstly I would like to wish all my fellow participants good luck, and I hope they have fun. I also hope you have even more fun watching it...we had a great night the first time around, this time should be even better. Secondly, I would like to announce that due to Hyperion's continued absence, the Omega Connection is no more. I will be defending the tag belts for the Brotherhood of Chaos instead. Thank you for listening and once again, I hope you enjoy this match, it truly is an honour to take part in it.
Wreckingball salutes the fans then climbs into the ring. To the shock of Vlad and Matt, he walks towards them then stops...before bowing slightly to both of them. Wreckingball proceeds to sit down beside one of the free turnbuckles...
TBC?
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Post by russian on Sept 23, 2007 20:52:54 GMT -5
Heads will roll by Wicked Angel comes over the arena and Wreckingball looks around a little stunned to hear Hyperion's music coming over the PA.
Jimmy: [green]Well we haven't heard this in over a month. The last time Hyperion was heard of on GHW was at the last Pay Per View where he lost in all three matches he was entered in.[/green]
Ray: [purple]I wonder if he will have something to say about his absence or if he will just be back as normal?[/purple]
The lights in the arena start to flash blue and red and the Titantron flashes to life showing pictures of Nina and Hyperion, the two of them are shown standing outside a hospital and the camera pans down to show that Nina is very heavily pregnant. Then this flashes off the screen to show Hyperion in a suit and the camera pans around to show Nina walking down the aisle of a church in a beautiful white wedding dress. Hyperion looks at the camera and smiles. Then the music gets more upbeat and a loud voice echos around the arena.
Voice: [red]And remember Blood Shall Flow[/red]
Hyperion walks out to the top of the ramp wearing his black wrestling tights a black singlet and a long black trenchcoat. He is holding his Silver Devil Title over his left shoulder and a microphone in his right hand.
Lizzie: [red]And his partner, the Silver Devil Champion weighing in at two hundred and twelve pounds, hailing from East Rutherford, New Jersey, Hyperion.[/red]
Hyperion starts to walk down the ramp, but as he gets halfway down he pauses when he sees the look on Wreckingball's face. He lifts the mic to his mouth and signals for quiet, the crowd goes silent and Hyperion's music stops in the middle of a beat.
Hyperion: [yellow]Well Well Well, So Wreckingball you are here representing your new team, I guess that means I am going to represent them too for the night. Yes I am here and I am going to wrestle, as You all saw on the Titantron I have been absent for several reasons. Nina is pregnant with our first child and We got married as well. Save your congratulations. I am going to tell you this is my retirement match. I will not be wrestling again, if we manage to pull this off wreckingball the titles are yours. If we lose at least I can say I went out with a bang.[/yellow]
Hyperion throws the mic into the audience and heads to the ring, he looks around at the set-up and laughs.
Jimmy: [green]Well Hyperion is here, and him and Nina deserve congratulations for their marriage and pending birth of their child.[/green]
Ray: [purple]It is still no reason to have left without any notice to the General managers.[/purple]
Hyperion takes off his jacket and hands the belt to the ref and stands awaiting the rest of the Fighty fighty persons.
TBC?
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Post by Hayabusa on Sept 24, 2007 16:56:21 GMT -5
Lizzie:And the third team representing Perfection, they weigh in at 362 lbs first He is known as The demonic Angel Lil Rey Rey and his tag team partner the flying assassin Hawkeyeee!
The arena darkens as on the titontron the words Better then Perfect. We are Perfection flash across the screen as Cult of Personality begins to play across the arena speakers sending the crowd into a loud eruption of boos with a small mixing of cheers.
A shower of green and purple sparks rain down as a red carpet is rolled out from the entranceway making its way down to the end. Hawkeye and Lrey walk out from backstage and stand on the red carpet. Several people with big fans come running out taking there position along the red carpet on the rampway. Hawkeye and Lrey slowly make there way down the ramp on the red carpet as the people with the big fans wave them keeping Hawkeye and Lrey cool. Hawkeye and Lrey make it to the bottom and wipe there feet on the carpet as they look up at the teams already in the ring. Hawkeye and Lrey jump up onto the apron and roll into the ring coming up on one knee holding out there hands before standing up and removing there attire as they wait for the next team.
TBC
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Post by Hayden on Sept 25, 2007 4:45:55 GMT -5
96 Quite Bitter Beings hits the arena. The fans rise to their feet, in anticipation for Hayden and Alex Stall's appearance. The introduction to the song plays through with no sign of Hayden or Alex Stall.
Jimmy Pate: Well Hayden and Alex have had quite the week. Alex turingin on his tag-partner, and leaving him high and dry, just days out from the PPV. I would not like to be in Hayden's shoes right now, the prognosis does not look good at all. Ray White: Not at all Jimmy, not at all. There is no way that Hayden and Alex are going to be able to work together as a team tonight, and if they are off their game, then they will find it near on impossible to walk away with the belts. These tag teams here tonight are the best of the nbest that GHW has to offer. Jimmy Pate: That is the smartest thing I think you have ever said Ray. Ever since Hayden was drafted to Genesis, his life and career has been spiralling downwards rapidly. I have no idea how he is going to focus tonight. His girlfriend is missing, everybody that he would have considered a friend in this business has turned on him, and now he finds himself alone![/b]
As the verse of the song comes in, Hayden appears at the top of the ramp... Alone. There is no sign of Alex Stall. Hayden has a mike in his hands, which he instantly brings up to his mouth. He talks in an angered voice, with all eyes trained on him, making his way to the ring as he speaks.
Hayden: Cut my damn music.
Here's the deal. The last few days of my life have been complete hell. I'm not going to go into details about the kidnapping thing. No, I have a different dog to fight tonight. As if my life wasn't screwed up enough, my "Friend", my "Partner", the only guy that I thought was still on my team saw it fit to stab a knife in my back. Yes, I'm talking about Alex Stall. I chose to ignore the advice that people were giving me. Vladimir Strife once told me to watch what company I keep, among others. I stuck by Alex and he stabbed me in the back. I haven't spoken to him since he kicked me in the face, and I have no idea if he is going to be here tonight... But I do not care.
I figure that I am just as well off in this match, if not better without the anti-christ at my side, so I am going stag tonight. Alex can turn up if he so wishes, but it will be a cold day in hell before I team up with him again. Nobody, and I mean nobody stabs me in the back and kicks me when I am down. So here it is, the legendary Jackass, facing the music and walking the gauntlet towards the lions den. I know there is no chance in hell of me winning tonight, but I am going down with all guns blazing baby, I have not and will not ever back down. So to you lot in the ring, smelling blood and eyeing me up, bring your worst, but I am not going lying down...[/b]
Hayden climbs into the ring, and walks right into the center of the three rings, surrounded by the members of the other teams.
Jimmy Pate: Wow, talk about drama. Hayden HardKore taking the proverbial trip into the lions den. I really fear for his safety here tonight, there is now way he is walking out of here in one piece Ray White: Talk about love making you blind. Loosing Amanda has made Hayden go crazy, I think it has all become too much for him. He's finally at the end of his short tether! Jimmy PAte: One can only hope that Alex Stall has a heart somewhere in that chest and comes out just to see that his once friend does not get completely destroyed tonight[/b]
Hayden looks around the set of rings, wondering where to look first. The whole crowd are murmering, wondering what is going to happen next, if ALex is going to show up, or if Hayden is going to be left alone.
TBC Alex or Start Match: Either way I'm screwed lol
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Post by Lrey on Sept 25, 2007 15:48:27 GMT -5
OOC: Does the Mystery team need to post, or already start it?
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Post by KingBear/Brett Steel on Sept 25, 2007 18:40:59 GMT -5
As the teams are waiting rather impatiently for the 'mystery team' to show up, the lights fade and 'Who are you?' by The Who begins blaring over the PA. Two figures can be seen on the stage when the chorus chimes in 'Whoooo are you? Who who?!" And quickly 'You think you know me?' Follows in after. Quickly the two songs begin mixing in a 'rather peculiar way' and the lights flicker, showing KingBear towering over the excited form of Hyper Elf. JP: Well folks, this is really a treat tonight! It looks like KingBear and Hyper are the 'Mystery Team'! Ray: You're joking arent you? The lights return to normal as KB and Hyper stroll/roll down the ramp, waving at their fans before passing the Tri-Ring and heading towards the announcers desk. JP and Ray look up at KB and Hyper, surprised, as the two former SCW Co-Owners walks to the announce table and put on a headset each. KB: Good evening JP and Ray. How are you two tonight? JP: Well, I'm doing ok... How about you big guy? Ray: Big Sexy! Get it right JP! Hyper: YEAH! Now... Head on out and enjoy the show from the audience or the back or something because KB and I got this one. We're two of the few men that were in this match and survived... KB: Dont worry guys, you're still getting paid for the full night... We just thought these people deserved a REAL Treat in having us two as the announce team for this SINGLE match in the Pay Per View... As KB and Hyper are conversing with JP and Ray who are beginning to leave, the lights shut out in an instant. Soon, 'Saint Anger' by Metallica begins to play scratchily throughout the arena. The men in the ring look surprised and confused not knowing what to think but recognizing the music. Just as the music began, it suddenly dies and the lights return to normal showing Brett Steel and Sledge Hammer in the middle of the ring facing away from Hayden. Brett faces Matt O, Hyperion and Vladimir Strife as Sledge faces Hawkeye, Human Wreckingball and LRey. The men in the ring all look surprised and slightly scared as the duo of Steel Sledge Hammer stands before them. The only team to truely survive the previous SCW Match and win the tag titles. Lizzie: And introducing the legendary team of two great Fighty fighty persons, Steel SLEDGE HAMMER! With Brett Steel in the middle of the ring wearing purple and Sledge in the middle as well, wearing Green. Brett and Sledge both have SCW written on their chests in purple and green and on their backs, in red, it says 'For Life'. The two men waist no time when they each lunge out beginning the fight, Brett jumps into the air with a spinning heel kick to the face of Hyperion before rolling away and jumping straight into a spear to Matt O. As Brett rolls up the last time he is met forcefully by a left hook from Vladimir Strife followed by a blast to the ribs from an amazing kick by Vlad. Brett groans loudly as he falls to the mat in agony. On the other side of the ring, Sledges reign is cut just as quick as he takes LRey out with a knee to the gut, following the attack with a heel kick to the head of LRey before turning into a clothesline from Human Wreckingball. KB: WOW! Brett Steel and Sledge Hammer in the ring together for the first time since the SCW/GHW merge. I cant believe my eyes man! Hyper: Yes you can... You set this up you big oaf! KB: Hey I dont want all the credit... Brett and Sledge came to ME with the idea... And I agreed. Meanwhile, Hayden stands in the middle of the ring in awe at the two men fighting away from him instead of attacking him directly. TBC (Sorry... I kinda lost track of myself at the end )
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Post by Matt Oliveira on Sept 25, 2007 21:24:53 GMT -5
Matt quickly rolls to the outside of S Ring, ducking under the ropes and to the outside. He gags from Steel's quicker-than-quick spear's impact on his ribs and diaphragm. His plants his feet on the floor, glaring in-front of him and walking further away from the ring. Then, surprisingly, he finds a large, almost pool-like structure at his feet, and in it millions upon millions of thumbtacks. They shine in his eyes, each one of them smiling back at the Hardcore Genius. His mouth hangs open, not from catching his breath but sheer surprise, and having the a sensation of Charlie in the chocolate factory -his dreams coming true. Then, a punch cracks him across the back of the head, turning out to be Hyperion who had followed him out of the ring. He lays in a forearm over Matt's shoulder, Oliveira pulling back his elbow to catch Hyperion in the chest cavity. He staggers back slightly, enough for Matt to turn around and lace his jaw with an outside elbow. Oliveira sequels it with a left hand, then a right forearm, bringing out what unorthodox striking ability he has. He grabs Hyperion by the shoulders and shoves him back-first against the side of the ring, cracking over his lower back, his large frame's force focusing on such a small area. Hyperion releases a yelp before charging at Matt, tieing up collar-and-elbow. Both men eagerly push their weight, Hyperion's back to the ring, Matt's back potentially to a bath of tacks. The melee allows Hyperion to sneak in a headbutt, fazing Matt slightly, in which he raises his head and headbutts back, their skulls colliding for a second time. Hyperion pulls Matt close, able to open his mouth and sink his teeth into Oliveira's forehead, gnawing on the scarred and worn flesh of his brow. Matt screams, and out of desperation raises his knee and connects with Hyperion's groin, low-blowing the expectant father and causing the tie to break. Hyperion doubles over, Matt stepping back and catching the side of his opponents head with his knee. The blow causes him to drop to his knees, Oliveira reeling back for another shot to Hyperion's head. Then, out of nowhere, a body comes flying out of the ring and careening with the two combatants, the fans giving a small cheer at the spot.
JP: "Very nice suicide dive by Lrey. As long as he, and his partner, can make all the right moves in this contest without -what Matt had said- "slipping up", I think they could very well win this contest."
Lrey keels up to his knees and eventually his feet, the fans now rousing in a fit of jeers as he gives a sly smile at the ringside row. He quickly turns his attention to Oliveira, leg dropping the Genius as he lay on the ground, a small "smack" of the human body slapping the arena floor. Lrey dances back to standing, just to be clotheslined by Hyperion, his head snapping back and making a thud off the floor, as his body follows. Meanwhile, in ring, SSH continue their onslaught as returning veterans. Brett revives from the glancing kick from Vlad, spying Wreckingball who had clotheslined his partner just previously. Steel wisely stays crouched, appearing prone to oncoming attacks as a bought of chaos ensues. HW stalks, walking over to Brett and reaching out to grab him by the head, but to his surprise receives a jab to the stomach. Steel straightens up, delivering a toe kick to Wreckingball and wrapping an arm around his head into a front facelock. Brett whips back his body, driving HW's head to the mat with a DDT, his body rebounding off the canvas only slightly. With this, Hammer gets up to help out his partner, and the two drag HW back up. Brett laces another kick to the gut of Wreckingball, allowing Sledge to pin HW's head between his legs. He wraps his arms around the midsection of the brutish Britain, Steel assisting as they lift him up onto his partner's shoulders -Hammer showing off his legendary strength and power by taking the two-and-a-quarter pounder off his feet and into the air. He charges forward, somewhat cautious, along the side of the ring. And once Hammer reaches the corner he presses into HW, using arm strength and momentum to dismount Wreckingball. HW flies over both sets of ropes, his heels clipping the furthest top rope and causing him to splay shoulder-first onto the canvas of RING C. The fight quickly spilling over the entire battlefield. Quickly, Vlad scrambles through the ropes to the W RING, unoccupied of any action, and quietly sulks into the C RING where HW was tossed, looking to take advantage of an isolated Fighty fighty person.
JP: "Look! Look what Vlad JUST did. He's going after Fighty fighty persons one-by-one, rather than choosing to fight in a group. We all know Strife's work in singles competition, and it would be wise if he can apply these strengths in this match. Of course, it would be ideal to have his partner by his side, but when you've got potentially TEN men in a match like this, you can't really stay with your buddy that long, but rather fight for the sake of fighting." Ray: "I call that the 'Patented Ray White' technique. Target a Fighty fighty person while he's alone with nobody to help him, and THAT's how you get your way."
In the S RING, Hayden glances over the catch-as-catch-can mentality that is starting the match, trying to decide where to start, if ever. He leers to the outside, eying the grouping of Matt, Lrey, and Hyperion. With that he hatches an idea, tapping Steel on the shoulder. Brett spins around, looking to deck Hardkore rather than help. Surprisingly, he stops, a little taken aback that somebody would want to have a chat midst such an event as this. Hayden issues his proposition, thumbing over his shoulder to the outside. Steel nods, taking position by hustling over to the ropes closest to the group. Once ready, Hayden darts into the ropes opposite, rebounding off them for an extra bit of speed. He charges toward Brett, and once roughly two feet from where he stands, he hops. Steel catches Hayden at the waist, causing HH to rise up overhead. He presses up, vaulting The Jackass into the air and out of the ring. Hayden flips forward, floating through the air in an assisted Helo. Oliveira glances up to see another body flying toward him, in which he lurches out from potential landing space of Hayden and away from the other men. Hardkore crashes into Hyperion and Lrey, a roar of excitement spawning for the GHW native.
JP: "With Amanda's health weighing heavily on his mind, it's very...how would you say it...sportsmanlike for Hayden to make it to this match. Just to remind you folks, Lrey has played a part in the kidnapping, and we could very well see some "interrogation" GHW style tonight."
Hawkeye seizes the opportunity of a distracted Hammer to slowly advance up the turnbuckle. He positions himself so his right foot is on the top pad, his left leg standing on the second support. As Sledge turns back, he steps onto the top rope and tight ropes halfway across, then spring-boarding and catching Hammer with a quick-witted flying head-scissors, whipping the SSH member to the mat. The commotion behind him causing Brett to wheel around, discovering the "newer" challenger in Hawkeye. He lunges forward with a running forearm, the rivaled Hawk ducking and catching him around the back of the waist. Steel returns with a back elbow to the side of Hawk's head, the grip lost from his abdomen, following up with a haymaker to the side of the head. This causes Hawkeye to fall into the corner, Steel charging with a shoulder block. Hawk sees this and lifts up his legs, Brett ending up ducking underneath the aerialist's legs and missing his target. Hawk boots out of the corner and away from his foe, immediately turning around to place an amount of offense in his favor. Unfortunately, Steel was slightly to more agile, gracing Hawk's chin with a Steel Toed Boot. Hawkeye staggers backward into the waiting arms of Hammer. He catches him around the waist, securely, and hoists his body back, sending him crashing to the mat in a German suplex.
JP: "I still can't believe it, Ray. All this time and Steel Sledge Hammer still has the teamwork, cooperation, and signature brutally that made their names. This could be all over to begin with." KB: "There are very few holes in the SSH arsenal, if any at all. However, the array of talent I've invited into this match will certainly test Steel and Hammer, many new faces are across the ring from them."
Matt crawls along the outside of RING C after avoiding the catastrophic stunt Hayden risked, or the consequences of being his landing pad. He looks up into the ring, seeing his partner Strife working over HW with mounted right hands and notices the opportunity that awaits him...and a bit of "strategy". Matt whips up the ring cover, and reaches under, into the darkness that lurks from beneath. Once finding his "strategy", he heaves it out from under the ring, revealing a nice shiny new trash can with lid, and a red K Ensign scrawled on it's side. He grins, taking off the lid and tossing it to the ground. The camera shows that inside are the occupants of a weapon stash. He reaches in and removes a new staple gun, deciding the only way to fight is his way...the "quantity" way. With that he tosses the weapons can into RING C where Vlad awaits, able to aid his partner with a bit of hardware for the future onslaught. Oliveira picks up the trash can lid, shoving the staple gun into his back jeans pocket, and prepares for what could be the fight of his life.
TBC
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Post by Hayabusa on Sept 26, 2007 13:13:57 GMT -5
Hawkeye rolls out of the way and to a standing position in Ring S looking up at both steel and hammer as he shakes his head to remove the cob webs from his skull. Hammer turns around and bends down to the pick up Hawkeye motioning to Steel who nods as Hammer prepares to whip Hawkeye across the ring into the waiting arms of Steel. Hammer puts his hand on the back of Hawkeye while pulling him by the right sending him across the ring towards Steel, but instead of being caught by Steel Hawkeye slides between Steels legs popping up and running where he climbs the ropes and springboards off grabbing Steels head as he turns around and hits a springboard reverse DDT. Hawkeye rolls through the move and charges at Hammer who is ready for him and runs trying to close line Hawkeye but Hawkeye ducks under the close line spring boarding off the second rope with a moonsault as he hooks his arm around the head of Hammer and falls flat to the mat dropping Hammer onto the back of his head, neck, and back with a springboard reverse DDT. Hawkeye rolls to a standing position looking around real fast before looking for Hayden. Hawkeye turns his attention to Steel who is shaking his head as he is on his knees. Hawkeye runs at Steel and jumps in the air hitting a spinning heel kick that is blocked by Steel before Hawkeye can react Steel locks his leg and then hits a dragon screw torcing with extra force which sees Hawkeye land on the mat and grab at his knee holding it in pain. Steel gets to a vertical base and makes his way over to Hammer to help him up they look and see Hawkeye and decide to play with him some more. Steel picks up Hawkeye and sends him into the waiting arms of Hammer who grabs him tight locking his arms around the waist before lifting him up in a bear hug. Steel then bounces off the far ropes toward Hammer before bouncing off the nearside ropes behind Hammer and then jumps up in the air and hits a spin kick to the chops of Hawkeye that sends him flipping in a complete circle as he lands front first with a thud. Hammer and Steel begin to make there way to Ring C where Vlad has a painful cross face locked on which Has HW trying to resist the pain that is building up.
Kingbear:Looks like Steel Sledge are going to find there next victim to play with as it looks like they are done with that weakling Hawkeye. Heh look at that Hyper it would appear that Hawkeye doesn't have what it takes anymore, his broken ass couldn't even withstand the onslaught of the Steele and Hammer. Oh wait no one can survive there onslaught.
Hyperelf:I think someone needs to tell this staff to make sure that I have plenty of glazed donuts at my side. I mean come on how can I call a match without my glazed donuts. Anyways what did you say KB? Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, Steel and Hammer are an onslaught that is hard to stop.
Steele and Hammer make it to Ring C and point at each other before they point at Vlad who realizes that he has company. Vlad lets go and leaves HW laying on the mat in pain as he motions for both of the men to come at him. Steele more then willing accepts charging at Vlad catching him by surprise with his quickness before taking him down to the mat. Hammer comes walking over and as Vlad has his arms up trying to protect his face, Hammer grabs one of Vlad's legs and begins to twist it causing Vlad to scream in pain as he continues to try and keep his face shielded from the blows that are reigning down on his face. Matt seeing what has happen quickly makes it to the ring and rears back with the trash can lid bringing it around full force and right into the face of Hammer who lets go of the ankle and falls onto his back. Matt brings the lid down across the back of the head of Steele making a loud clank sound as Steele falls to the side and onto his back. Matt looks down and pulls up Vlad before taking the trash can lid and bringing down again with a clunk across the stomach of Hammer. Vlad once on his feet picks up Steele and locks him in a headlock before grabbing his tights and lifting him up in the air walking a few steps before dropping with a suplex. Matt turns over Hammer and lifts his face up before placing the trash can lid under it then proceeds to grab the can lid and pulls up on it choking Hammer in the process. Vlad gets up and then grabs an arm twisting it before bending it and then dropping to the mat with an arm bar that he wrenches on which sees Steele scream in pain. Lrey, Hayden, and Hyperion are all still outside. Hyperion is the first of the three to get up and he looks over seeing that his former tag team partner is in trouble so he makes his way over that way and watches the mayhem that ensured before he could get there. Hayden and Lrey get up at the same time and a murderous look is showing in Hayden's eyes as he charges at Lrey who catches him and they both struggle for a bit but Hayden is quick to over power Lrey sending him to the mat on the outside with a headlock take down that sees him then float over to a mounting position and beginning to work on the face of Lrey as Hayden screams out cuss words and the likes. Hyperion has slide into Ring C and makes his way over having picked up a singapore cane along the way and before helping up HW he takes the cane and swings it full force a loud CRACK! is heard as Hyperion brings it down across the back of Matt which causes him to let go of the choke hold and fall off grabbing his back in pain. Hyperion again brings down the cane and another loud CRACK! echo's throughout the arena this time across the face of Vlad the cane opening to grab some of Vlad's forehead before coming off causing him to scream. Hyperion leans over and picks up HW putting him in a sitting position before taking the cane and sending a loud CRACK! off of Hammers back. Hyperion though unaware that Matt has gotten up and has pulled out the staple gun which he holds in his hand moves forward as he applies pressure to the handle on the staple gun catching Hyperion in the right shoulder blade with a well placed staple that sees Hyperion drop the cane and arch to the side before mat then sticks another staple into the back of Hyperion's head before sending him down to the man with a thud as Matt hits Hyperion in the back of the head with the staple gun.
Kingbear:Wow! I must say that is a bit of a surprise there as Steel and Hammer seemed to have a game plan but they were caught by surprise. Rare when that happens. Hyper are you happy now that you have some Glazed Krispy Kreme donuts over there? Are you going to be able to call this match with me now?
Hyperelf:(Through muffled noises as he is eating)Yah, I will be able to help you call this match which has been I assume all you would have expected it to be if not even more intense (Goes back to eating another glazed donut)
Kingbear shakes his head at Hyperelf as he goes back to calling the match. Hawkeye has made it to his feet and is limping around looking he sees the action that is taking place over in Ring C and then looks out and sees his tag partner Lrey having problems with Hayden. Hawkeye limps to a run and then dives to the outside wrapping his arms around Hayden and shoving him off sideways and into the bath of tacks as both land there and start jumping around as they feel the tacks enter there skin in various places. Lrey slowly gets to his feet and sees Hawkeye and Hayden slowly trying to make there way out of the tacks and he jumps up flipping his body backwards extending his leg out as he come down catching Hayden with a kick that sends him back as Hawkeye makes it onto the outside part out of the tacks. Hawkeye pulls tacks out of his skin slowly as Hayden makes his way out. Anger on his face as he really wants to get his hands on Hawkeye. Lrey drops down sweeping his legs out which catches Hayden causing him to land onto the floor with a thud as Hawkeye then jumps up in the air and brings a knee down across the back of the head of Hayden. Lrey locks Hayden's legs into a cross shape as Hawkeye picks up Hayden by the back of the head and begins to bang his head off the concrete floor.
Hawkeye:Hows that feel?! Does that feel good you stupid son of a bitch! Huh? Thought that you would find out where Amanda was. You stupid son of a bitch! Its to bad after this match is over and me and Lrey are crowned the champions your be what you always have been and that is a loser with a capital L.
Hawkeye bangs Hayden's head off the floor one more time as blood begins to seep from the wound in his forehead. Hawkeye and Lrey turn there attention to the other 6 Fighty fighty persons and begin to make there way slowly while ducked down low towards Ring C Matt continues to put staples into the back of Hyperion's head while Vlad has Steele and is running his face across the razor wire ropes. HW is battling it out with Hammer as each superstar is trading blows back and forth. Hawkeye and Lrey stay low before climbing into Ring C. Matt is the first to notice them and gets off Hyperion and charges at them both, Lrey and Hawkeye side step the charging Matt and put there hands on his back and help him out into the bath of thumbtacks. Matt arches his back as he moves around screaming in pain dropping the staple gun in the process. Vlad pulls Steele's face off the razor wire ropes and laughs at him before drilling him several times in in the exposed forehead. Vlad drops Steele to the canvas to let him lay in a small pool of his own blood and gets up and looks seeing both Lrey and Hawkeye. Vlad doesn't run but instead yells for the two of them to come get him. HW by this time has gotten the advantage of the fist of cuffs and has sent Hammer across the ring where he bumps into Vlad sending Vlad into the razor wire, as Hawkeye charges at HW and ducks under a grab attempt and begins to climb up the sturdy ladder with the platform. HW smiles and begins to climb up the sturdy ladder as well but is knocked off as Lrey had ran and jumped hitting a drop kick to HW that sends him crashing to the mat. Hawkeye seeing HW land then jumps off the platform twisting his body inward one full rotation and one half rotation hitting HW with a imploding 450. Hawkeye rolls off HW and holds his stomach as Lrey then climbs the ladder and once on the platform comes off with a shooting star press onto HW the impact causes Lrey to come off and hold his stomach as he is doubled over. Hyperion makes it to his feet and sees Matt swimming in the bath of thumbtacks, Vlad and Hammer slowly getting to there feet along with Steele. Hawkeye, Lrey and HW all laying on the mat. Hyperion looks around and finds the singapore cane which he goes to pick up and as soon as Hammer and Vlad have gotten to there feet Hyperion charges whacking each of the men in the forehead with the cane loud THACKS! are heard before the cane breaks.
Hyperelf:What a caning by Hyperion! I mean wow he took Vlad and Hammer to school with those wicked cane shots I could feel them out here and I haven't wrestled since I was injuried. We saw both Lrey and Hawkeye perform high risks moves that connected to HW! That was just mind blowing but to be expected from both of them I guess. Hey you! Yeah you over there looking stupid, I am out of donuts be a good little boy and go get me some more donuts.
Kingbear:*chuckling* Well Hyper I will say this much you sure like your glazed donuts don't you? This action has been intense and what has been going on is only a small sampling of whats still to come. Yeah Hawkeye and Lrey may have pulled off some slick moves off the platform. But this match is far from over as the blood has not even begun to flow yet.
TBC
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Post by Tommy Musashi on Sept 26, 2007 19:58:53 GMT -5
This massive brawl continues until the crippled Hyper spots something wrong in the match.
Hyper: Ya know what I just noticed?
King Bear: Whats that?
Hyper: Theirs ropes inbetween each supposedly "individual" ring? those weren't their before! Not in SCW!
King Bear: You are damn right! We will sure fix that.. REFEREE! PAUSE THE MATCH AND GET THOSE DAMN ROPES, besides the barbed wire ones, AND THROW THEM OUT!
The referee nods and finally was able to stop the Fighty fighty persons from battling as the stage hands came out and takes off the ropes that seperated the three rings so it seemed like one huge ring.
King Bear: Now hows that Hyper?
Hyper: AWESOME! *crams a donut in his face* Let the match continue!
OOC: This was just to clear some things, I will make an actual fighting post, once one of the other Fighty fighty persons that are in the actual match post. Oh Samantha.. If you post one more time in this match, I will make sure you get suspended. Just because you were not on the card does not mean you have to go in somebody elses match and post.
tbc somebody in the actual match
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Post by Vladimir T. Strife on Sept 26, 2007 20:34:45 GMT -5
As the watching the intense bout, they glance around at the carnage before them. The Omega Connection has been thrown to the ramp, getting back up and looking back to the rings. Vladimir Strife and Sledge Hammer are making their ways back up from the caning at the hands of Hyperion. LRey and Hawkeye are standing tall, taking turns throwing shots at Brett Steel. Hayden is on the outside of the ring, barely standing from the assault he faced from Perfection. Meanwhile, Matt Oliveira is pulling himself out of the bath of thumbtacks as if almost to greet them on their way down the ramp. The fans are on the edges of their seats, watching their every move closely. At the announce table sits Kingbear and Hyper Elf, 2 of the 3 owners of SCW, the other in the ring double teaming half of the team that one this match last time. Next to them is a very scared referee who's eyes dart from star to star, knowing he's going to have to get in their if someone goes for a pin or submission.
Hyper: These men are out here pouring their hearts and souls out in to this match, this might be the most brutal and biggest match in GHW history! I noticed that 1 man is missing though, where is Alex? KB: I'll tell you where Alex is: He's in the back, he's taking a shit while his partner is out here getting the stuffing beat out of him! Hyper: Jeez, they aren't kidding when they call him 'stall', are they? Someone pass me another donut..
Vladimir and Sledge wearily get back to their feet, looking as though they might fall backwards as they stand up. Vlad shoots forward with a stiff right across the jawline of his opponent, wobbling him. Sledge returns with one of his own though as he gets his balance back, tilting Vlad's head to the side. They return a couple more, neither man seeming to take an advantage. From the side, they see some movement and both men look over, seeing LRey and Hawkeye double teaming Steel. Vlad and Sledge look back to one another and straighten themselves up. They walk up behind Perfection and watch them for a moment as they get Brett in the corner, now trading stomps on him. Sledge taps Hawkeye on the shoulder as Vlad taps LRey. They both get a confused look on their faces and look to each other before turning around. Sledge boots Hawkeye in the stomach and wraps his arm around his head as he doubles over, wrenching it tightly and twisting the mask some. Vlad raises his arm high into the air and slams a bionic elbow down on the top of LRey's cranium, repeating the process 3 times before the Demonic Angel drops to the canvas.
KB: And right there is something I'm not shocked to see in this match. When you've got this many men in the ring all at once, it's not uncommon to see alliances formed and broken at the drop of a hat. Hyper: You know what they say, after all.. KB: "My enemies enemies are my allies"? Hyper: That's very insightful! KB: Wait, what? Isn't that what you were talking about? Hyper: What? Kingbear gets confused and looks at the donut eater with curiosity. KB: Nevermind...
Sledge throws his weight back and drops to the mat, the top of Hawkeye's head slammed with the thunderous DDT and his sight drifting darker for the moment. Vladimir rolls LRey out of the ring under the razor wire and to the mats with his foot, Hayden looking over at him with a grin. As Vlad turns around, Sledge thrusts him back into the razor wire with a high dropkick to the side of his face. The Hardcore King falls as he slams into it, razors ripping through his shirt and the flesh of his back. His arms become tangled in the mess of wire and he winces in pain, not having the strength to get out. Hyperion and Wreckingball make their way down to the side of the ring now, Wreckingball making his way past ring S and jumping into ring C. Hyperion follows, but does make it as Matt Oliveira grabs him from behind and throws him into the barricade forcefully. He follows with a running kick into the sternum of Hyperion and a few stomps, enraged and empowered from the pain of the hundreds of metal tacks stabbed into his flesh.
Hyper: Wow, Matt looks really angry. KB: Well, he just got out of that huge container of thumbtacks, Hyper. That will send a man over the edge easily, as you might recall. Hyper: OH YEAH! Last time they threw you in there and you came out all incredible Hulk! You popped up with that crazy look in your eyes and went "BEAR SMASH!!!!" KB: Okay.. okay, don't remind me.. Hyper: Aw, but it was awesome! You started cleaning house left and right like POW! BAM! SHIZAM!!! KB: Hyper... Just... eat a donut or something! Hyper: You don't have to tell me twice! Hyper grins and grabs another glazed donut.
Wreckingball grabs Sledge around the waist as he is helping Brett out of the corner and pulls him high into the air. Sledge crashes on the canvas with his shoulders hard enough that the rest of his body flips overhead and rolls him through onto his front. Wreckingball then makes his way into the corner after Brett Steel, getting a knee to the gut and then Brett spinning him around, throwing Wreckingball into the corner and turning the tables. Brett grabs him by the wrist and throws his weight back, pulling the Metal Warrior right back out with an Irish whip, but not releasing. He pulls him back in and slams the tip of his elbow into Wreckingball's teeth, knocking him down. Steel sees Vlad, still tangled in the razor wire and grins evily. Vlad is struggling with it trying to pull his arm out and only succeeding into digging razors in deeper, blood gushing from cuts as they get torn wider. Vlad kicks the mat in agony and frustration, begging Brett to get a pair of wire cutters. Brett kicks the barbed wire, his feet safe thanks to his wrestling boots. Vladimir screams and holds his arm with his free hand, the raven blue sleeve of his shirt becoming tattered and turning purple at spots. Brett laughs at Vlad's predicament and then delivers a soccer punt to the teeth, rocking Vlad's head back and blurring his vision.
On the outside of the ring, Hayden is pulling a cheese grater out from under the tarp on the side of ring. He pulls LRey to a sitting position and begins to run it back and forth across his forehead as if it was spaghetti time and he was a big fan of mozzerela. LRey yells in pain and reaches up, grabbing the cheese grater and pulling it away from his scalp. Hayden knees him in the back of the head and slams the metal grate onto his forehead again, getting some sweet payback for the double team beat down that Perfection gave him earlier. As he looked into the ring, the idea of sweet payback became stronger, seeing Brett laying into Vlad with kicks and stomps, antagonizing the trapped champion. He flips the tarp up again and grabs a lighttube before sliding back in. Hayden calmly walks up behind Brett and shatters the tube across his head with a strong swing, knocking Brett into the glass, just bumping it. Part of the glass tube remains in his hand and Hayden throws it against Brett's head, shattering the rest of it. Brett covers his head and Hayden moves in closer, still fumed about Brett's betrayal he suffered on the set of Wednesday Night Genesis. Brett lets go of his head and grabs onto Hayden's, tucking it down and slamming a knee across his cheekbone and then slinging Hayden away from him. Sledge follows through with a blasted kick into the face of Hayden, dropping him in place.
KB: Hayden's going to have to be a lot more careful, you can't afford to let Brett get you with that knee of his. That man is trained in MMA and he uses what he learned there to the maximum in his match ups. Underestimating him is one of the worst choices someone could make! Hyper: Easily. I mean, Steel Sledge Hammer didn't win the first SCW match by luck! KB: You can say that again! Hyper shrugs. Hyper: Easily. I mean, Steel Sledge Hammer didn't win the first SCW match by luck!
Matt Oliveira pulls Hyperion up from the barricade and lifts him up, dropping his collarbone onto it and causing him to shoot back up, clutching around his neck. Matt grins, smelling blood in the water, but Hyperion spears him viciously into the barricade, budging it back and fans scurrying backwards from it. Hyperion scoops him up and turns around, jumping up for more air and dropping to the concrete, slamming Matt's back into it with all of his weight behind it. Hyperion gets up and dusts himself off, Matt arching his back and squirming around. He reaches under the ring and pulls out his favorite, memorizing exactly where he had paid the man in the black robe and hood to plant it. Matt forces himself up to his feet, despite his bodies objections and as Hyperion is about to slide in to ring C, he spins him around. Matt slams the chair across the skull of his foe, thumbtacks ripping at flesh like a thousand miniature claws, the steel bowing out towards him. The resonating sound of impact reaches the bleachers, a few people not able to see well enough wondering if one of them has just been victim to a gunman.
Hyper: HOLY COW! Hyperion just checked out for the evening, goodnight sweet prince! KB: Owwwww... you can say that again! Uhmmm.. this time, don't actually say it again though.. However, I must say that I don't think anyone can deliver a chairshot quite like Matt Oliveira!
Hyperion limply crumbles to the concrete and Matt slides into the ring with his chair in tow. As he does, Hawk is sitting against one of the ladder platforms, watching around opportunistically. He jumps up and runs to Matt, dropkicking the chair into his face and sending Matt back to the outside. He turns around to Sledge, who is grinning ear to ear before hooking Hawk around the waist and throwing him overhead with a belly to belly suplex, throwing Hawk right into the razorwire. As it shakes, Vladimir yells out in pain and instinctively kicks Hawk in the back of the head as he falls to the canvas. Human Wreckingball slides his arm up between the legs of Sledge and hooks him around the thigh, rolling him back and into a pin as the referee runs and slides into the ring beside them. He slaps the mat once, then again, going for a third time before Sledge rolls through, grabbing onto Human Wreckingball's arm and locking in and armbar.
TBCB Anyone IN THE MATCH!
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Post by Tommy Musashi on Sept 28, 2007 21:10:29 GMT -5
Sledge Hammer continues to apply pressure on the arm of Human Wreckingball. The big man grinding his teeth, trying to do his best to take the pain. The referee leans down next to the Wreckingball, waiting for any sign of tap or surrender. Yet he stayed persistant on not tapping, no matter how much pressure Sledge put on his arm. Brett came over to help Sledge with the opponent's non-tapping problem. Hyperion out of no where performed a flying clothesline on Brett.
King Bear: Well, its about time. Hyperion's team mate was almost doomed by the double submission of Steel Sledge Hammer. Hyper: I just felt a shiver rush down my spine. King Bear:memories? Hyper: hehe.. *nibbles on a donut*
Sledge releases the hold to stop Hyperion, but just as he got up. He was shoved into a choke hold. Hyperion continues to push Sledge back, his fingers gripping onto the man's throat. Squeezing the life out of him. Sledge was now against the razor wire rope. Each prick digging into his back, blood slowly oozing from each place. Vladimir is still struggling with the wire himself, trying to get Hyperion not to move it too much. He just laughs and shoves Sledge harder onto the razor wire, causing Sledge to gurgle and Vlad to scream in pain. Brett tries to save his partner but with the huge Human Wreckingball in his way, it would be tough to get by. Lrey out of no wear leaps off one of the turnbuckles and bulldogs HW while kicking Brett in the face on the way down. Hawkeye was finally able to pick himself up, and team back up with Lrey. The two of them nod with agreement and double dropkicks Hyperion with sledge over the razor wire rope on top of the tacked chair which Matt was laying on.
Hyper: DOGGIE PILE! KingBear: Ouch, I bet Matt doesn't feel too well. Hyper: I think its your turn King Bear to get on top. KingBear: Even I know that could possibly kill one of them.
Vlad was currently cussing the life out of Hawkeye and Lrey, as the two of them just point and laugh. Kicking the razor wire to cause more pain to the undefeated hardcore champ for their enjoyment. Lrey suddenly collapses to the ground after feeling a sharp pain in the back of his head. Hawkeye looks over and is shocked by Hayden holding a crutch. Hawkeye makes a stiff right, but just got intangled in the crutch. Hayden continues to keep him in place by shoving the other half of the crutch on his head. Hayden slightly chuckles before grabbing Hawkeyes head and giving him the Iron Skull. Hawkeye dwindles to the canvas. Brett raises behind Hayden, a gleam in his eye with excitement. Back Suplex was given to Hayden bringing him down near ring W.
Vlad looks overjoyed as he grabs a piece of the broken crutch, and bites onto it. Knowing that he was going to be in a world of hurt. You could still hear the incredible loud muffled screams of pain as he rips his wrapped arm out of the razor wire. The arm was just a complete mess, covered entirely with blood.
Hyperion finally awakes and gets off the huge pile of men. Sledge was next and stares back over at HW. They both laugh at each other as Hyperion tries to get the first move on him by grabbing his throat again. Yet Sledge was able to see it coming, shoving the arm aside. He tries again, but fails to even touch the neck. One more try and Sledge grabs the arm and flips him over on his back. He took no time to grab one of his legs and tighten up the hold as Hyperions face widens, scraping at the ground trying to get free.
Matt scoops himself up finally and cracks the chair back over Sledges Skull. Matt rushes into the ring meeting up with his tag team partner and looks around to give somebody a piece of the Kult. They spot the duo of Lrey and Hawkeye who were still shaking off the recent attacks of Hayden. They grinned to each other with most delight, picking them both up and tossing them into each other. The two collide, and just before they fall, the Kult members catch them. Well, except Matt who just hits Hawkeye over the head with the thumbtack chair. Vlad shrugs smacks Lrey's head against one of the sturdy ladders and as he stumbles back, delivers a sinnerplex with impact.
Hayden was finally able to stop Brett's onslaught of attacks and starts to climb the sturdy ladder in ring S. Brett was able to get up in time before Hayden reached the top, and scrambles up the ladder himself. The two meet at the top, trading punches back and forth. Hayden tries for another Headbutt, yet only to meet failure with Brett's elbow. Steel wraps one of his arms around the back of Hayden's neck and steps up a couple more steps. You could hear the audience slowly toning down to a hush waiting for it to happen. Brett took a deep breath in advance and superplex's Hayden into one of the flaming tables below. The crowd releasing a huge "Holy Shit" chant, followed by the hardcore SCW fans.
KingBear: Holy Shit is right! Hayden is down and out, and looks to be out for awhile. Hell, even Brett looks hurt from that fall. Hyper: And ya know what!? Alex Stall is still not out here! Where the hell is he? KingBear: Hes probably enjoying a nice long nap before pulling himself into this mess.
tbc Anyone in the match
Flaming Table area: Hayden Brett Steel
Ring C: Matt and Vlad standing Lrey and Hawkeye down Human Wreckingball getting pumped
Outside of Ring C: Hyperion down
Alex Stall: Taking a nap
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Post by Hayabusa on Sept 28, 2007 21:38:31 GMT -5
You don't know big bumps Hyper ;D ;D stop lying and stay with eating your glazed donuts ;D
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Post by Vladimir T. Strife on Sept 29, 2007 2:03:07 GMT -5
Vladimir looks over his arm, the deep incisions, blood flowing out freely. He wipes his fingers through it and then smears them across his cheekbones, using his own blood as war paint. He steps down out of the ring and makes his way over to the announce table. After a brief word, Lizzie produces a roll of duct tape and hands it to him. He grabs the cloth that is left of his sleeve and rips it off from the rest of the shirt. Vlad unrolls some tape and puts it on his arm, wrapping the roll of tape around it again and again, covering up the gashes to keep from losing too much blood. He looks over to Hyperion and chucks the rest of the roll at him when he is done, it glancing off of Hyperion's forehead and out into the crowd. A fan in the front row catches it and holds it up high, showing off his souvenir to others. Vladimir reaches under the ring and pulls out a trashcan full of lighttubes from the 200 light tubes deathmatch earlier tonight.
Kingbear: Uh-oh, they've got lighttubes! This is going to get bloody! Hyper Elf: Get bloody? Where have you been? This one has already gotten bloody!
Inside the ring, Matt raises his chair slowly as LRey is raising. As he turns around, Matt raises it back a little further and then slams it down on LRey's skull with enough force to not only scramble the brains of the Demonic Angel, but to almost make him lose his hold on the chair. LRey drops lifelessly to the mat and Oliveira smiles before going for a pinfall. As the referee counts the 2, Matt is introduced to the tip of Hawkeye's boot and rolls off of LRey. Hawkeye lifts him up and Matt shoves him back, Hawkeye coming back with a shining wizard. Matt drops to the canvas with a loud thud and Hawkeye stomps on his face. Human Wreckingball goes after him, but Sledge interrupts with a forearm to the back. He grabs him and spins him around, slinging Wreckingball into the razor wire. Wreckingball, pulls himself from it, his back killing him as Sledge rushes in with a shoulder block. Wreckingball is having none of that, however, and ducks down, wrapping his arms around the stomach of Sledge Hammer. He raises him up into the air and drops him face first into the razor wire before dropping to one knee.
Kingbear: Sledge just got thrown face first down on the razor wire and if that doesn't ruin his day, I don't know what will. Hyper Elf: A visit from his in-laws? Kingbear: Hey, what's so bad about in-laws? My in-laws are awesome! Hyper Elf: Suuuure they are.
Over by ring S, Hayden rolls around in pain, his back singed and beet red. Brett is only slightly better for wear, laying on the concrete, completely still save the grimace upon his face. Elsewhere, Vladimir raises a lighttube above his head as though he is the highlander, Hyperion raising up to slam his shoulder into Vlad's gut and push him back into the ring post, the tube shattering against his spine. Hyperion lifts him up and then turns it into a gorilla press over his head. He tosses Vlad like a javelin, face first into the razor wire. Vlad covers his face as he drops down and wobbles around, Hyperion flipping him upside down as he lifts him up and then dropping him head first into the garbage can. The glass tubes inside shatters easily, showing it's frailty. What glass doesn't shatter against his skull and face rains down across it after breaking. The Hardcore King yells in the can, it echoed and muffled to those nearby. Hyperion steps backwards and readies himself before running to the can and nearly splitting it apart with a spear.
Hyperion gets up and laughs at Vlad and his predicament before jumping up and delivering a huge splash on the trash can. He yells for the referee to count it, but the referee informs him that he can not being he is unable to see if Vladimir's shoulders are down or not. Inside the ring. Hawkeye helps LRey to his feet and the two begin to double team Matt Oliveira with stomps, elbows, fists, leg drops, and anything that will keep him down. They both grab him by an arm and drag him into the center, getting him between both ladder platforms. LRey grabs Matt's signature weapon and slams it down across the Hardcore Genius's head, keeping him in place a while longer. Hawkeye takes to one of the platforms, climbing up as he is looking to go high risk. Still nothing from Hayden and Brett though, the crash having taken a toll for the worst on both men. Sledge has recovered from the drop onto the wire and punches Wreckingball in the nose. As Wreckingball's eyes tear up, Sledge swiftly kicks him across the inner thigh, a sensitive area on the body. Wreckingball goes down to one knee and Sledge grabs his hand, 2 fingers in each of his own hands and begins to pull them in opposite directions. The move is ineffective in getting a win, but a painful infliction upon his opponent.
Kingbear: Sledge isn't even looking for the win here, it seems. He just genuinely wants to hurt somebody! Hyper Elf: Well, duh, it's Sledge Hammer... of COURSE he wants to hurt somebody!
Hyperion pulls Vladimir from the trashcan, knowing he can't pin him in there. As Vlad gets out, he looks like a ghost, his body covered in white pieces of glass so small that it appears as though it's dust. He gets to his knees, flipping his blood and glass coated hair back and looking into the eyes of his opponent. The sight alone leaves him stunned momentarily enough that Vlad is able to grab him by the waistband and pull him forward into a blatant low blow. Some of the fans boo the illegal tactic, but most seem to cheer, thrilled that the main eventer is still fighting and going strong in this match up. Brett Steel is grabbing at the side of ring S, trying to use the apron for support to pull himself up. It provides little, but enough to let him reach the bottom rope, able to pull himself to his feet with it. He looks to Hayden, still on the ground and summons a referee nearby. He covers Hayden, but following the 2 count, Hayden rolls him over into a counter pin. A quick 2 is shared before another kickout.
Kingbear: Hayden almost done for there, it looked like. Still no sign of his partner! Hyper Elf: Is that a good thing or a bad thing though? Alex Stall might hurt him more than help. Kingbear: Regardless, he should get the hell out here! Hyper Elf: Come on, big guy, you know how it is.. Kingbear: I do? Hyper Elf: Yeah. He's got to get his hair JUST right before he can leave the locker room.
Sledge lets go of Wreckingball's hand and the Metal Warrior places his hands on the mat as Sledge pushes him forward. He slightly winces as he hand touches the mat, then screams as Sledge comes from behind him with a stomp directly on the back of his hand. Wreckingball tries to pull it away, but Sledge pushes down, not letting up as Wreckingball suffers. As though the pain isn't enough, Sledge lifts his other foot off of the mat, focusing his weight onto Wreckingball's hand before putting the other foot back down for stability. A moment later and he twists his heel, grinding Wreckingball's hand into the canvas before he can finally get it free. Sledge smiles only momentarily before his foe can scissor his legs around one of Sledge's, bringing him down to proverbially eat canvas. Wreckingball rolls and brings Sledge's lower leg straight up and tucking it under his arm as he repositions himself. He locks the leg in place and wraps his legs around Sledge's thigh and pulling back, stretching his leg at the knee in a leg variation of the armbar. Sledge squirms as the role is reversed, he himself now in pain at the mercy of Human Wreckingball.
Kingbear: And now the tide has turned, Human Wreckingball is taking the fight to Sledge. Considering what we just saw from Sledge, you can bet he's not going to have any mercy on him. Hyper Elf: I don't know though. Sledge can probably turn this around against him though. That guy has a counter for everything.
Vladimir reaches daringly into the glass filled can and pulls out a light bulb, it having been small enough and lucky enough to avoid all the beating the can has taken. He smiles as he shows it off to the front row, looking like a little kid on Christmas morning... a little sadistic bastard that just found firecrackers in his stocking. He grabs ahold of Hyperion's hair and pulls up on it, forcing his mouth open with his other hand before pushing what he can of the lightbulb into it. Hyperion says something, but it's muffled. Vladimir then pulls his head up more by the hair and kicks him in the chin, slamming Hyperion's teeth against the glass bulb and shattering it, pieces of glass stabbing into the man's lips, gums and tongue. Hyperion screams horrendously, spitting out blood and red glass onto the concrete, shards of the glass looking like pieces of an eggshell. Vladimir berates him about "fucking with the best" and then taunts to the crowd, getting a mixed reaction from the brutality he's displayed.
As Hawkeye reaches the top of the ladder, he climbs onto the platform, looking down at Matt Oliveira as LRey kicks him in the face to keep him from moving. He yells down to LRey and his partner moves Matt closer to the platform. Hawkeye takes a deep breath and then leaps off, flipping forward slowly and crashing down onto Matt with a swanton bomb, the impact shaking the rings as fans leap out of their chairs and onto their feet. LRey, standing out of the way now, is yanked back off of the apron by his feet, gravity doing the rest as he falls, his face bouncing off of the apron he stood on seconds ago and sending him down to the concrete in a haze. Hawkeye slowly and sorely lifts himself off of Matt, holding his lower back. He fights through it and gets to his feet though, looking back before running to the platform in front of him and leaping up onto the third rung agilely. He pushes himself off and throws his body backwards in a crescent, crash landing onto Matt with a moonsault. Fans begin screaming wildly as Hawkeye hooks the leg, victory seeming ensured following the massive Hawk Dive. The former Cruiserweight champion barely gets a one count though before the other half of KULT slams his boots across the back of his head with a very low dropkick.
TBCB Whoever
((OOC: Hawk, don't pick on the Hyper one. He'll get around to the spots, we're just still a bit early in the match))
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Post by Matt Oliveira on Sept 29, 2007 11:43:19 GMT -5
KB: "There you have it, teamwork. Matt and Vlad certainly don't have a large amount of double-teaming in their histories in combination, however they know how much each other is worth. If Vlad gets eliminated, the title could slip out of his hands like grains of sand, and if Matt is eliminated Vlad will have to fight this by himself. Not saying it's not possible, but it certainly isn't probable." Hyper: "So, like...by being selfish, they're being selfless?" KB: "Exactly." Hyper: "....HEADACHE!" *Elf cringes at his forehead while the action continues...*
Vlad rains blows down across the back of Hawkeye now that the count has been discontinued. Over and over fists club Hawk's body, Strife swinging like a madman and machine-gunning the FA member like a steak. He grabs a hold of the darkened hair flowing from the masked man's head and begins pulling him up to his feet. Vlad turns in-front of Hawk, glaring into his eyes just so the he can make contact with him as a person. Hawk stares back, hunched over, until Strife boots him squarely in the gut. Vlad pulls Hawk's right arm, ducking and slinging it over his shoulders and hooks his free arm by his opponent's inside leg. He powers up, acting like a pivot and swinging the cruiser weight into the air, trying to nail a Painkiller. However, as soon as Strife has Hawkeye captured at the apex his leg gives way. Lrey shoots into the ring, shoulder-blocking Vlad by the back of the knee. This causes the King to pitch backward, Hawkeye landing an inadvertent splash across his chest from suspension. Two meters away, Matt has rolled onto his stomach, a small tickle of blood dripping out the corner of his mouth from the aerial attack. He begins clawing his way to the S Ring, a small glimmer of "hope" in his sights.
The team of Lrey and Hawkeye pick themselves up, Hawk rolling a shoulder from a slightly awkward landing. He brandishes the Thumbtack Chair by the legs, sporting a few minor craters from heads colliding with it, and holds it just above Vlad's face, looking to Lrey for an improvisation. The Angel shrugs, and with a quick bend at the knees and swing of the arms, performs a front-flip. Lrey keeps his legs extended and they come down like an axe over the chair, driving it into Vlad's head with a large pop. A few of the fans "ooooh" at the impact, and for once glad that they weren't The Hardcore King. With a lend of a hand, Lrey is brought back to his feet by his partner, working as a cohesive unit hell-bent on destroying KULT one-by-one. They both grab Vlad by the hair and an arm, raising him up for the next defying stunt going through their heads. Lrey says a few words to his teammate, checking that they're on the same page move-wise. Strife is turned away from Hawk, Lrey holding him up, allowing him to duck under and tuck his head underneath Strife's legs so that he sits on Hawk's shoulders. They stagger the King off his feet, a bit heavier than they had thought, and Lrey begins to ascend the S-W Ladder. One after the other, Lrey climbs up the rungs, stopping at a two-thirds altitude and carefully wheeling his lanky body around. The fans now realize what could be a literal Death Device, beginning to rise from their seats. With one hand, Lrey holds an arm overhead, showing the "four" before bringing it to his chest, a few in the crowd joining in.
KB: "Wow, they've got to watch themselves, there's a couple dozen ways this could end, and I don't think talking it out is one of them." Hyper: "...WE'RE GONNA DIE!!!"
Just as Lrey prepares to take flight, with clearance from the tower and a free landing strip, something comes flying at him out of the corner of his eye... a trash can.
SMACK!
The can clashes off of Lrey's head, causing the Angel to lose his balance and slip. He falls a decent 7-8 feet, falling onto his back and flap-jacking his body off of the canvas. A zoom back reveals it was Matt who had vaulted the can, after crawling away from the previous dives. This now leaves Hawkeye without a partner, and with Vlad on HIS shoulders. Strife quickly slips his legs back around Hawk's shoulders, slipping behind him and planting his feet on the ground, in unison of capturing the FA counterpart around the neck. He lures a leg around Hawkeye's, arm over shoulder, just adjacent to him. At that moment Matt lurches forward, extending an arm across Hawk's throat as Vlad kicks backward in a Clothesline/Legsweep combination. Oliveira lands on his knees in a more From Hell variation as Vlad and Hawk lay flat back on the mat. Matt powers back to his feet, noticing again the tacks spread all over his skin and clothes, and quickly scours the ring for weapons-in-mind. He staggers around, picking up both the ravaged can that held Vlad's mess of glass and a not-as-quite-dented can that Matt brought in earlier. As Strife gets to his feet, Matt hands him one of the cylinders with a grin, Vlad accepting the gift...
Meanwhile, Brett Steel hobbles along the outside of Ring S, his lower back and neck killing him from the superplex. He stalks along the apron, rounding the corner to meet Hyperion. The Omega member withdraws a new-found barbed-wire bat from under the ring, showing they're not the only one's that came prepared for this evening. He jabs Steel in the gut with the end of it, causing him to bend, allowing Hyperion to swat it over Brett's back and send him to his knees with a scream. Hyperion plants a hand on the bat, holding it by the handle and slowly grinding it across the flesh of the Savior, seeking vengeance on whoever he'd damn well please. He removes the bat from it's fleshy home, dropping it to the floor and catches Steel in a headlock, trying to pull him closer and closer to the Thumbtack Pool. Slowly they edge to the side of the basin, Hyperion trying to inverted Hip Toss Brett in. Steel reverses by hooking the leg, punching Hyperion in the exposed ribs. Brett tries for a lift-up into a back suplex, actually lifting Hyperion off the ground until his back gives way and is forced to stop the attempt. Hyperion keeps his arm wrapped around Brett's head, grazing his skull with some jabs before he tries once more to put Brett in the pool. Both men dive forth, Hyperion's legs and Brett's body extended intil landing with a sickening splash, the Omega landing a bulldog into the tacks, Steel's head and chest being kissed by the pins. Another "holy shit" erupts from one half of the arena closest to the basin, Hyperion slowly clawing and tearing his way out of the pool and up over it's edge to the arena floor, leaving Brett to lay in the bin, pain-stricken and numb.
KB: "Oh god! Been there and done that!" Hyper: "Aaand I gots the food stamps to prove it!"
As Brett lay in the pool, across the arena in C is his partner Sledge, victim to a leglock by Wreckingball. HW lays into the leg, digging his knuckles into the side of his knee as he torques with the free hand. Hammer extends an arm, contemplating a submission, it hovering over the canvas. HW pulls back once more, the muscle-toned athlete trying to buckle the knee and have Sledge give in, fighting for all his worth and for his tag title. The referee sprints over to Hammer's side, interrogating if he wants to continue or duck out. Wreckingball keels back again, repeatedly lifting and slamming his back off the mat to strain the hamstring and calf. With that, Hammer plants his hand on the mat with an early decision to submit, however something comes as a surprise. Firm, cool metal. In the ring?...Hammer grabs a hold of the metalwork, using his abdominal force to sit up and swings it overhead, nailing HW across the head. Now noticing it was a Stop sign, Hammer feels the lock discontinue, HW dazed by the road sign clash. Seizing it, he slips out and pulls himself off to the side for a bit of extra time. Blinking heavily, HW sits up with a shake of his head, not knowing where his opponent had gone. He rolls over, and returns to his feet with a slight wobble to find Sledge 6 feet before him on one knee. HW feints backward, reverting into a three-point stance as Hammer struggles with a bummed leg. Slowly, stalking, Sledge stands up and HW bolts forward for a spear. With a veteran's knowledge, Hammer quickly returns to one knee, HW over-shooting his mark leaving his stomach exposed for one millisecond for Hammer to pop up and jab his shoulder into the breadbasket. HW's momentum and off-center of balance causes him to keel over into a back body drop, his large frame becoming airbourne...
CRASH! *CZW air horn in distance*
HW crashes though one of the free-standing glass walls, his body cresting and landing with a smack onto the arena floor among the shards and shattered pieces of glass around him, small lacerations over his back. Hammer falls back to his knees with a confident smile, glad to hear that sound again.
KB: "AND glass shatters once again! HW's through the glass! Way to go, Sledge!" Hyper: "....mmm...goff...swege..." KB: "Chew the muffins, swallow, THEN talk, okay?" Hyper: "...mmhmm..."
Back to the center, Vlad lowers his trash can over Hawkeye's torso, as does Matt cover Lrey. Both men navigate the downed FA's to sitting, having them lean up against the foot of the ladders, opponents entombed in darkness from the trash cans. The fans again begin to buzz, being a while since the move has been performed, let alone another culmination of destruction in such an anarchist contest. Oliveira and Strife turn around, checking up on the team with a small nod. With that, Matt begins a hapless sprint to Hawkeye, Vlad charging down Lrey. Once a meter away, both men kick out their feet and dive, planting a double boot into the cans and into their opponents with a thunderous crash.
KB: "Double Kick The Can! KULT's actually working as a team!" Hyper: "With TWO times the footyness, KB!"
And subtly, the one and only Hayden begins moving among the wreckage of a flaming table since falling an excess of 15 feet. The fans by the guardrail pat him on the back, offering a hand to keep him steady. He lean over the rail, chest down, head feeling numb and a little sick from concussion. He opens his eyes, and with that grabs a hold of one of the steel chairs in the front row. He turns around, holding it overhead and facing the ring with the fans chorusing his name. It's time to get Hardkore!
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