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Post by Martin Prince//Winthorp D. on Oct 25, 2009 10:38:25 GMT -5
The bell rings three times, the sound echoing around the now silent arena. Charlie Coors stands center inside the squared circle, the GHW World Heavyweight Title hanging above him. Two ladders are outside of the ring, positioned either side of Coors, who remains fixated in the center with a microphone in his hand.
~ Charlie Coors "Ladies and Gentlemen in attendance of tonight's Pay-Per-View. We are now nearing the end of this glorious event with our Main Event. The following match up is a Triple-Play Ladder Match and it consists of Three Falls!"
The fans within the arena begin cheering, speculations raising for the match already as it is being introduced.
"The match itself will consist of a normal 4-man elimination style. However, the only way to secure the first fall and elimination is by pinfall. The second fall can only be won by submission and the final fall of the match and deciding outcome can only be obtained by grabbing the belt that hangs high above the ring. On both my left and right are two ladders to use for that final fall. Disqualifications will NOT count for the first two falls."
~ Big Al "So it's one big brawl for the title. Big deal. Been there done that and now it's just plain boring."
~ Colin Jennings "But there are some aspects that need acknowledgement. Skull made an announcement a few weeks earlier stating that Gods v. Heretics would be his last match ever, and made an open challenge to anyone that wanted the title. The Outlaw and Shawn Dreamer accepted and there is also a mystery opponent in the mix from what I've been told."
~ Big Al "Either way, it's gonna be one big bloodfest. Don't get squeamish Colin."
Coors finishes his speech stands still, allowing the first competitor to enter the ring.
TBC: Whoever
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Post by Shawn Dreamer on Oct 26, 2009 9:12:19 GMT -5
The guitar riff swivels in the air as the PA system hits, with the speakers blaring out the song that haven't been heard in quite sometime in GHW. The attendance in the stadium goes up over their heels, with their signboards held high forming a spectrum. The curtain gets brushed aside as the Prince of Hardcore enters the arena first time since Summer Rituals, dressed in a black sparkling vest and golden wrestling tights. Dreamer stands at the top of the inclined plane as the fans cheer for him, showing their appreciation toward the superstar for getting their wishes true. The Prince of Hardcore storms to the ring, slapping the hands of the fans as he crosses them by while Coors comes back to life from his puppet stance to introduce the first combatant.
Coors : Ladies and Gentlemen, returning GHW for one night only, he's the Prince of Hardcore, Shawn Dreamer!
Whilst the announcer introduces the one charging to the fans, the Prince of Hardcore had pushed himself inside the ring by sliding under the bottom rope, allowing dust to cling upon his abdomen muscles. The Jacksonville native pushes the canvas to hoist himself up and stands in front of the crowd with his arms high, soaking up the cheers of the fans like a sponge. Taking in enough to boost his confidence level, the Hardcore Prince positions himself at the corner, scoping the curtain with a calm smile.
Big Al : There goes one, the four corners will be soon filled up folks and this match will surely go down the golden list of the main events held in Gods vs. Heretics.
Collin : Dreamer looks pumped, Al. It has been long since we had seen him around and he wasn't that great in his last appearance. The improvement should be credited to the other---
Big Al : We shouldn't talk about that place, Fuzz!
TBC[/font]
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Skull
Junior division
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Post by Skull on Oct 26, 2009 12:55:36 GMT -5
While Shawn warms up inside the ring, the arena lights fade out to a dim red glow and the words It Came From Hell appear on the big screen in dripping blood-red letters. As the letters slowly drip off the screen, a shrill, high-pitched laugh echoes around the world famous Madison Square Garden as clips of “The Pureblood” Skull appear on the big screen, set to “Sweet Dreams” by Probot.
The fans instant jump to their feet but rather than the usual boos, they instead shower Skull with cheers that get even louder as he steps out onto the ramp and approaches the ring for his final match in GHW. Struggling to be heard over the cheers, Charlie Coors begins his introduction.
Coors: And introducing the second competitor in the match, making his final appearance in GHW. From the Depths of Hell, weighing in at 218lbs. He is the GHW World Champion, "The Pureblood" Skull!
The champion walks down the ramp wearing his usual gothic inspired ring gear underneath a long, black cloak. His face is hidden behind his long, matted, hair but beneath this he is wearing his signature smirk and dark rings of eyeliner around his cold eyes. When he reaches the bottom, the camera cut away from him to focus on the championship belt hanging high about the ring, waiting to grasped by one of the four competitors in the match.
When the camera cuts back to The Pureblood, he is perched ontop of one of the turnbuckle posts, reaching into his cloak. He takes out the familiar silver flask and drinks from it before throwing his head back and spitting the red liquid over his head them taunting as it rains down on him.
Colin: The Pureblood making his final appearance at GHW at our third anniversary show and you can be sure he wants to go out on a high.
Big Al: Skull came into GHW as a world champion and he'll leave GHW as a world champion too.
Colin: Well that's the plan but I'm sure Shawn Dreamer, The Outlaw and the mystery opponent will have something to say about that. Either way it'll be a great match.
TBC
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Post by The Outlaw on Oct 27, 2009 9:15:17 GMT -5
After the entrance of The Pureblood skull, the crowd members who weren't already on their feet are now standing, while cheering and waving their homemade signs. The Camera switches to ringside as a scrolling shot can be seen of the fans in the front row, many of them extend themselves over the guard rail waving into the camera's eye and trying to get themselves on TV. It's not long before the lights dim once again and Charlie's voice is heard.
Coors "Standing in at 6'4 and weighing at 252 pounds. Making his return to GHW after a long hiates! The Outlaw!"
The Light fade to darkness and blue laser lights on top of the titantron throw beams of blue light around the arena. over the stadiums P.A system a guitar strums out the unique starting riff of Bad To The Bone. The Riff repeats and and a shadow steps out from behind the curtain and onto the stage with only his outline showing. A few members of the crowd cheer as drum beats join the guitar riffs. The shadow looks around and raises a fist as a spotlight is turned on, beaming a light that reveals the shadows identity.
The crowd goes berserk as Darren "The Outlaw" Jauncey stands center of the stage, fist in the air with a cigar in his mouth and a wooden axe handle being rested on his shoulder. He lowers his fist and looks around at the crowd with a stern look on his face as smoke churns out of his cigar. His Trenchcoat hangs to his ankles and his tights show off a red tribal like design down the right leg. Them Outlaw lets the stern look turn to a slight grin as he begins his descent to the ring.
"Now on the day i was born, The nurses all gathered round, And gazed with wide wonder, At the joy they had found, The head nurse spoke up, Said leave this one alone, She could tell right away, That I was bad to the bone..."
He walks slowly down the ramp with a spring in his step, nodding his head to his new entrance theme.
"Bad To The Bone"
He sticks his arm out and runs his hand along the side of the ramp, slapping many of the fans outstretched hands. A fan with an "It Came From Hell" leans over the guard and yells abuse at the passing by superstar.
"Bad To The Bone"
The Outlaw turns his head in the fans direction with one swift motion and backs up so he's in line with the outspoken crowd member.
"B-b-b-b-b-bad"
With a cold stare the Outlaw takes the cigar and brings his head only centimetres away from the Pureblood Skull fan and looks into his eyes. The rest of the crowd become slightly silent with anticipation.
"B-b-b-b-b-bad"
The fan has a smug smile on his face and says something else that the camera's don't pick up. The Outlaw grins, looks up to the the rest of the crowd and turns back, exhaling a large cloud of smoke into the crowd members face.
"B-b-b-b-b-bad"
The Crowd erupts as the fan coughs and splutters, falling back into his seat. The Outlaw tilts his head to the side, still grinning profusely he turns and continues his way towards the ring.
"Bad To The Bone"
The Outlaw laughs and continues down the ramp, adjusting the axe handles position on his shoulder along the way. He slaps a few more fans hands before stopping just short of the ring steps.
"Broke a thousand hearts baby before i met you, Break a thousand more baby, before i am through"
The Outlaw raises his fist once again and receives another massive response from the diehard Outlaw fans. Lowering his fist he takes off his trenchoat, hat and cigar. handing them to the GHW staff standing beside him. After taking a deep breath he begins to take his time making his way into the ring, slowly planting his feet on each step before making his way along the ring apron.
"I wanna be yours pretty baby! Yours and yours alone."
He looks around before throwing his weapon into the ring and following it over the top ring rope with a springvault. The Outlaw lands comfortably on his feet and quickly leans down to pick up the axe handle. With it in hand he climbs to the second turnbuckle and raises a his arm with the axe handle in it to the crowd.
"Im here to tell you honey..."
The Outlaw looks around, arm still raised at all the fans mimicking him. He grins and nods his head. He raises his other arm and bring them down in a slow flex.
"That I'm Bad To The Bone"
The Outlaw jumps off the turnbuckle and walks around the ring awaiting his final opponent
TBC BY WHOMEVER IS THE FINAL ENTRANT
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Post by Matt Oliveira on Oct 27, 2009 21:24:53 GMT -5
George Thorogood & The Destroyers' hit fades into the atmosphere of the Madison Square Garden, thousands of fans out of their seats in the arena as they watch the main event to the Third Gods Versus Heretics pay-per-view in GHW history begin to unfold. As Outlaw himself is marked present in attendance, minds turn to the current question in mind -to which The Fuzz vocalizes: Colin: "By process of elimination, Al, you know what time it is! WHO is our mystery opponent and the third man to challenge Skull for his championship?"With that remark, the arena falls into darkness. A wave of excitement passes over those watching, waiting to see what final surprises are in-store for them on the last match of the night. Buzzing echoes throughout the venue until a forgein entrance theme, yet a familiar face comes to life on the monolithic screen atop the entrance ramp. "No way...it's- it's-"Recognizing the figure in the video, an uproar of cheers fills the arena and the lights return to discover a figure -same to the video- standing at the opening of the entrance, dressed in black combat boots and kneepads. His denim shorts sit loose at a knee's length and the leather jacket sported over his torso shines in the arena lights. Below the stylish coat is a t-shirt of his own colours with sleeves removed because, after all, sleeveless tees are badass. The man spreads his arms out as if to take flight, his head tilted back as he absorbs the electricity flowing through those in attendance. Colin: "It's him! It's Matt! Matthew Oliveira has returned to GHW!""So I found myself in the sun, oh yeah... A hell of a place to end a run, oh yeah... California, I'm fine, somebody check my brain, California's alright, somebody check my brain,"With a standing ovation, the Hall-of-Famer begins his walk down the ramp, passing fans on both sides of him. A grin his etched onto his stubble-ridden face as he makes his way to the squared circle where the trio of now opponents wait. Big Al: "It certainly does appear that open challenges are one to be taken advantage of, Fuzz, you just don't know who's listening in."Colin: "And dammit, that's what makes this night special. Both you and I can agree that we've seen our highs and lows at times, but it just goes to show that GHW has still got it -and by God, if we didn't, the stars that were born under our watch sure as hell do!""I walk the streets, I creep and I fall, oh yeah... When she sang, I answered the call, oh yeah... California, I'm fine, somebody check my brain, California's alright, somebody check my brain, Ahh, tears that fill my bones, Ahh, years expended -gone..."Coors: "Introducing the opponent! He weighs in tonight at two-hundred and fifty-two pounds and is at a height of six-feet and two inches tall. He is a Class-of-2008 Hall-of-Famer and known as "The Hardcore Genius"...he is...MATTHEW OLIVEIRA!""I hung my guns and put 'em away, oh yeah... A trick of the trade, and by the way, oh yeah... California, I'm fine, somebody check my brain, California's alright, somebody check my brain- Ahhh, tears that fill my bones, Ahhh, years expended -gone..."Another wave of support flows from the audience as Oliveira knees himself up onto the apron, giving an acknowledging nod to the participants only three ropes away from him. Matthew walks along the rings edge and steps up onto the second turnbuckle pad, hoisting himself aloft on his own pinnacle and posing once more in a crucifix. "Check my brain... check my brain... check my brain... check my brain..."Matt plants his boots onto the canvas as soon as his theme ends, returning the audio aesthetics to the sound of those watching. He removes his leather jacket and lobs it over the top rope and onto the floor for a ring attendant to attend to on their own terms. However he, like his opponents, huddle in their own separate corner for the inaugural Triple-Play Ladder Match, exchanging glances and glares, deep in concentration until- *ding, ding, ding*TBCB you guys
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Skull
Junior division
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Post by Skull on Oct 28, 2009 15:48:54 GMT -5
The echo of the bell reverberates around the arena but each of the participants remains in their corner, hesitant to make the first move. Finding himself in the corner directly opposite the Hardcore Genius, the reality finally sinks in for the champion and unable to control his emotions any longer, his jaw drops. Pushing Oliveira out of his mind, he looks over to his opponents each side of him. His eyes meet with those of Shawn Dreamer and without any need for verbal communication, the two nod at each other having seemingly arrived at the same conclusion. Within seconds the two of them spring to life and charge toward the Hardcore Genius, pouncing on him and throwing lefts and rights as soon as they are within range. The GHW legend gallantly defends himself, having faced these odds many times before in his career but he can still only fight off the two man attack for so long and his rabid opponents soon overpower him and force him back into the corner. As he pummels Oliveira in the face and body with punch after punch, Skull’s mind is filled with hate, disgusted that Martin Prince would betray him by allowing another ghost from GHW’s past to crash his goodbye party. While this is happening, the looming 6'4 tall figure of The Outlaw remains in his corner, not wanting to insert himself in the match at this early stage and happy to watch on as his opponents beat the life out of eachother and tire themselves out in the process.
Al: It looks like Skull and Dreamer plan to take out the favourite early on and eliminate any risk to their chance of winning the match. And because this is an elimination match all three of them could triple team Matt, one of them could pin him and the other two could stand by and not break it up.
Colin: That’s true and any competitor could wind up in that situation, not just Matt. You have to wonder what’s up with The Outlaw though. He’s just standing there, watching the beatdown.
Al: Why not? He’s one bad ass dude and why should he exert himself if there are two other people more than willing to do the job?
Satisfied with the damage they have inflicted, Shawn and Skull let up for a second and Skull drags Matt into the centre of the ring, pulling the dazed Genius by his hair and forcing him to crawl on his knees. From here, The Pureblood puts Matt in a front face lock and places his boot against one of the knees of the Ontario native in preparation for his signature kneeling DDT known as the M-DT. The crowd is overcome with a mixture of cheers from fans of Skull and boos from those of Matt O but the boos get even louder as Shawn Dreamer runs to ropes, showing his intention for a double team manoeuvre. On Skull’s signal The Prince of Hardcore sprints across the ring and drives both feet into the back of Oliveira at the exact point that The Pureblood pushes his knee out from under him. The extra momentum from Dreamer drives Matt hard into the canvas resulting in a dull thud at the point of impact.
Colin: Amazing dropkick and DDT combination there by Skull and Dreamer. They’re certainly taking it to the veteran.
After delivering the devastating assisted M-DT, The Pureblood gets up to his feet and taunts to the crowd, revelling in the moment at his last night in the company. Seeing an opportunity to eliminate the competition, Dreamer scurries over to the fallen Canadian and covers him with a lateral press. The referee slides into to make the count and slaps the mat for one but to everyone’s shock, Skull drags Dreamer off of Oliveira to break up the pin.
Colin: What the-? This is an elimination match. Why is Skull breaking up the pin?
Big Al: Don’t question The Pureblood, Fuzz.
Understandably confused and angered at the situation, Dreamer gets in Skull’s face and it doesn’t take long until an argument erupts in the centre of the ring. Although most of it is inaudible, the camera does manage to pick up the phrase “I’ll pin him, it’s my night.” That comes from Skull’s lips.
Colin: I knew these two wouldn’t be able to co-exist for long. Those of you who watch the ‘other show’ will know that Shawn Dreamer recently won a championship at the expense of Skull and The Pureblood is the kind of guy who holds a grudge.
Big Al: And on top of all that, both Matthew Oliveira and Shawn Dreamer have ruined Skull’s big day.
Colin: He’s retiring, not getting married!
Skull and Dreamer continue to argue in the ring but their feud is brought to an abrupt end when they are both victims of a double clothesline from The Outlaw who inserted himself into the match for the first time. Skull and Dreamer both hit the mat in unison and the arena roars with cheers for the big man who now makes his way over to Matt. Jauncey bends down, preparing to pin him but the Genius takes him by surprise by jumping up as quick as a rattlesnake and catching the big man in an inside cradle.
Colin: Inside Cradle! Inside Cradle by the Hardcore Genius Matt Oliveira.
Big Al: That’s what happens when you been away from the ring for as long as The Outlaw has. You fall for simple tricks like that.
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Jauncey kicks out!
TBC
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Post by Martin Prince//Winthorp D. on Oct 30, 2009 22:25:49 GMT -5
Since no one has posted since, a random elimination has taken place. The three names were placed in a hat and drawn. The superstars name that was drawn three times would be the one eliminated.
The first eliminated superstar is;
Shawn Dreamer
The next fall will now take place, where it can only be won via submission.
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Post by The Outlaw on Oct 31, 2009 4:21:51 GMT -5
The crowd cheer wildly as The Outlaw curses himself for falling for one of the oldest tricks in the book, and nearly costing himself the match. He quickly creates some distance between him and Oliveira by rolling away to a the corner of the ring, not willing to trade anything but glances just yet. Oliveira lets out a little smirk at The Outlaw's quick retreat before sitting up in mid ring, the crowd loving his awaited return. The Hardcore Genius peers over to Darren and then over too his two ambushers from only minutes before. He decides on revenge and let's The Outlaw be, for now. With a heaving sigh the Veteran is up off the canvas and making ground on the stirring Shawn Dreamer and "Pureblood" Skull. he Jacksonville native raises his head, only to have it driven back into the matt by a savage boot from Oliveira. Dreamer let's out a grunt and The Skull attempts to escape the same treatment but to no avail as another boot is sent flying. This time The Hardcore Genius thrusts his toe's into the exposed ribs of The GHW champion, forcing them to bend and move in ways not intended for the human anatomy. Skull coughs and splutters, clutching at his ribs as he rolls to his side. The spasms now taking hold of his lungs cloud The "Purebloods" mind as he rolls too far. Moving under the ring ropes and falling out of the ring awkwardly, landing with a sickening thud.
The Genius grins... The GHW Champion out of his way now and Shawn Dreamer about to become a plaything of the veteran. Oliveira's sick mind ticks over the ways he can inflict damage on his grounded victim to be. Dreamer's attempt to right himself inturrupts the Canadian's train of thought and for this Dreamer recieves another boot to his face. This time swinging in an upward motion and nearly bringing Shawn's body off of the canvas. A cry of pain shoot's out of The Prince's mouth as he falls back limply on the mat. A trickle of blood escaping from a gash now open on his brow. This the handiwork of Oliveira's thick black combat boots.
Big Al The Hardcore Genius has been away from GHW for a long time... But my god is he sadistic as ever.[/color]
The Fuzz Al... There's few things in this world that I really love. Few of them include this great federation in GHW. I also love a good re-union but most of all... God damn I love brutality! Kick him, again Matt! Break his face![/color]
As "Big" Al Mulligan moves his chair a few feet further away from his broadcast partner Matt Oliveira begins to dig once again into the encyclopedia of pain that is his mind. He leans down and grabs a tuft of Dreamers hair, lifting with great might the Prince Of Hardcore to his knees. As Dreamer sways grogilly Oliveira brings his fist backwards before slamming into Shawn Dreamers jaw. Sending the big man from Jacksonville's eyes rolling backwards in his head as he sways back and forth, still on his knees and now bleading profusely from what once was a minor cut. The Legend looks to his adoring fans and raises his arm from his side. Leaving them in a crucifix like stance, bringing the message of more pain for the Prince Of Hardcore. Oliveira looks down and bring his arms back to his side, slapping on of his palm back onto Dreamer's hair and raising him to an unsteady stand. Shawn with no clue of where he is becomes unresistant to Oliveira's plan for his demise as The Hardcore Genius drives Dreamers head between his knees. The crowd cheer with Oliveira set to perform his deadly version of the Underhook Piledriver. With his back to the announcers table Matt is completely unaware of the positioning of the Pureblood skull, who has now made it back to his feet and is now climbing back into the ring.
As Oliveira hooks one of Shawn's arms Skull grabs a hold of the top rope and brings a foot onto the canvas. With a second arm locked behind the Prince of Hardcores back, The Pureblood skull raises himself onto the apron and looks into the ring with a savage look upon his face. In the seconds in between Oliveira heaving and lifting Shawn Dreamer off the canvas, The Pureblood Skull, overcome with rage had forgotten about the forth participant in the match. As Skull had lifted a leg in an ttempt to climb inbetween the ring ropes The Outlaw had charged from one side of the ring to the other. Avoiding Oliveira as he drove Dreamers face into the mat, and focusing solely on The Skull's hips. With a lunging step he dove forward and brought himslef into mid air and collecting with his target, sending his shoulder deep into the "purebloods" stomach. The spear delivered with such pace and such power, it sent Skull flying across the rubber mats around the ring. His body slamming onto the top of the announcers table and forcing it to collapse around him, The Outlaw following him as he goes, only landing just short of the now wrecked announcers table. The crowd explode as Skull eyes are wide open, the man in absolute agony as he struggles to breath.
The Fuzz Whoa![/color]
Big Al Oh my lord! What a massive spear from in ring! Sending The GHW Champion flying! I don't believe it![/color]
The Fuzz The table is absolutley ruined! Are they okay!?[/color]
Big Al Forget them! Oliveira's got the pin, here's the first elimination![/color]
Dreamer unable to kick out after a devestating Concussion Driver has his leg hooked by The Hardcore Genius as the referee slams his hand onto the mat for the third and final time. The Bell rings three times as Oliveira relaeses his grasp and sits up, taking a breath and observing the carnage at ringside. Charlie Coor's voice boom's over the P.A system as he announces the next phase of the match.
Charlie Coors With the first elimination out of the way and Shawn Dreamer out of contention we move on! The next elimaination in this triple play match must come by verbal or physical submission!
The crowd cheer as the match continues. Oliveira in mid ring, The Pureblood Skull still clutching at his stomach and The Outlaw face to the sky taking in some heavy breaths.
TBC
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Post by Martin Prince//Winthorp D. on Nov 5, 2009 23:35:33 GMT -5
The next eliminated is..
Matthew Oliveira
The final fall is decided by trying to take the title that hangs above. This match will be extended by 3 days to accommodate some unfortunate situations and misunderstandings. Have fun and may the winner be decided in three days.
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Post by The Outlaw on Nov 10, 2009 3:48:31 GMT -5
As GHW's night of nights rolls on all eyes are focused on the center of the ring. The last two competitors stand eye to eye inside the squared circle. Both beaten and bruised with excessive amount of blood on both men, they still are resilient. Skull determined to end his GHW career on a high, The Outlaw looking to take his rightfull spot as GHW Champion. The two titans take their eyes off eachother and raise them too the roof as their goal begins to decend, atached to a thick steel chain the GHW Championship now hangs only meters above the ring. Staff wearing GHW shirts run down to the ring with ladders in hand, the screen split into two and showing the action from only seconds before.
The Fuzz What a match it has been! While we no longer have a comentary desk courtesy of The Outlaw, it's still been an absolute cracker.
Big Al By god your not wrong Fuzz! It's been an explosive match-up right from the get go. I myself was sure Olievera had it in the bag after dominating the entire match but this is not how it wen't down, with him forcing to tap to The Outlaw's deadly submission.
The Fuzz He calls it Dead Or Alive and there's no surprise there, have a look at it.
The screen shows the coming events to Matt's elimination. After raising a combat boot into The Outlaw's chest, he turns towards the Pureblood and lunges forward. Skull lets loose with his poison myst finisher and blinds The Hardcore Genius leaving him open to a weary yet wiley Outlaw takedown. Olievera is helpless as Darren pulls him backwards to the mat and locks a leg behind the other before falling back and trapping an arm to the canvas. The referee asks the question and Olievera, blind and in excrutiating pain slams his hand on the canvas repeatedly.
The camera reverts back to normal as The Outlaw and Skull stare daggers into eachothers eyes. The bell ringing one more time to signify the last stage of the match. Now all that has to be done is for one superstar to remove the title from it's chain.
TBC
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