Eddie Hall vs. Young Gangsta(SINGLES)

[Solstice]

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::Big Al::
Welcome back from the commercial break folks we are live and coming at you horns first from none other than the infamous arena in Buffalo New York.

::The Fuzz::
I am actually looking forward to this next match. Two Fighty fighty persons not only in there first match, but the pressure of one of our most famous pay per views.

::Big Al::
One shall be laying in his own tears of shame beaten and bruised, the other basking in glory.

::The Fuzz::
Always straight to the point Al. You know I think win or loose both of these Fighty fighty persons will walk away with a great deal of experience and achievement.

Just as The Fuzz finishes talking Charlie grabs his microphone off the announcers table and makes his way to the ring. Feeling some what energetic and excited he jumps onto the apron and looks around the audience feeling proud of him self. Dressed in smart casual clothes he steps between the ropes and walks to the center of the ring. Taking a breathe while referring to a piece of paper he raises his eyes to stare towards the entrance stage.

::Charlie Coors::
Introducing the first opponent tonight, he stands at six feet and four inches. He weighs in tonight at two hundred and forty five pounds. Coming this evening to entertain you all the way from Britain, he is Heavy .. Metal .. Storm !!

The unfamiliar intro of Invisible Kid by Metallica begins to play over the speaker system drawing every one to gaze over at the entrance curtains. Receiving a mixed reaction from a startled audience unsure of who the superstar on the way to the squared circle. Hiding his nerves Eddie appears from the backstage area dressed in black wrestling boots, torn blue jeans and an old leather jacket.

::Big Al::
This guy has my attention already. Dressed plain and simple ready to get down to business.

::The Fuzz::
Well what gets my attention Big Al, is that shirt. You can not see to much of it over the jacket, but it is clearly a Ramones shirt.

Raising his right arm he forms the infamous heavy metal devil horns signature with his hand while moshing his head to his own music. A sly grin on his face appears as he stretches his neck looking around the unexpected audience. Making his way down the ramp Eddie begins to let out a slight sound of laughter feeling positive about his upcoming match. With the odd cheering and excitement of the audience amongst the occasional sneers and snide remarks of this dude not being one of more popular superstars. Pausing at the ring Eddie looks around and begins to play an air guitar sending a sound of bemusement around the arena.

::The Fuzz::
Positive or not, this guy has already got the audience taking notice.

::Big Al::
Lets wait and see what he has in the ring before we get to carried away or impressed by his show boating.

Starting in a heavy thud of his boots Eddie ascends the steel stairs. Wiping the bottom of his boots on the apron as he removes his jacket revealing a t-shirt showing one of his favorite bands. Stepping between the ropes Thunder struts confidently to one of the corners. Pulling himself to the second rope he once again closes his eyes, moshing to his music on an invisible guitar with his long hair flailing all around his face. Jumping back to the mat Thunder turns to the stage entrance to stretching as he waits for his opponent.

Tbc Young Gangsta.

[Young Gangsta]

Invisible Kid slowly fades until it completely stops. Eddie continues stretch, as the entire arena waits for his opponent to enter. Suddenly, the lights dim, and then come back on, now flickering between shades of white and blue as We Takin' Over by DJ Khaled hits the speakers. The fans, already familiar with this theme song, rise to their feet to welcome Young Gangsta through the curtains and onto the stage.

Oh look who it is: Mr. I-Can't-Get-Enough-Of-This-PPV-Gimme-Another-Match
Come On Al, He's a highly regarded and respected Fighty fighty person. Just let him wrestle
Make me Fuzz, just make me...

As Colin and "Big" Al continue to bicker, Young Gangsta has begun making his way to the ring, high fiving fans along the way with a grin on his face. Charlie raises the microphone back to his mouth as he gets ready to formally introduce Eddie's opponent.

And his opponent, making his way to the ring from Detroit, Michigan, standing at six feet and nine inches and weighing in at two hundred and fifty-nine pounds. He is YOUUUNNNNNG GANGGGGSTAAAA!

By now, YG has made it to the ring and slides in from under the bottom rope and acknowledges Eddie, who has now stopped stretching, waiting for the match to begin. But Young Gangsta has other plans, as he climbs the turnbuckle closest to the ramp and raises his hands making the Westside symbol, as the fans cheer him on.

Pandering to the fans, I should have expected he'd do this
Partner, I'm starting to get the idea that you don't like him
Noooo Colin, what might have given you that idea? *scoff*

Charlie makes his way out of the ring as the referee makes his way to the center of the ring, as Eddie and Young Gangsta follow. Along with the fans, the music fades, as the entire arena, including the competitors wait for the bell to go off...


TBC Eddie
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[Solstice]

Young Gangsta's theme fades away replaced by the sheer volume of the packed out stadium all chanting G.. H .. W. The referee now in the ring walks to each wrestle patting them down and checking for any possible weapons. Making his way to the center of the ring satisfied both superstars are legit, he signals both to come to him where he goes over the rules and expects a good clean match. Happy he has got his point across he waves his hand to ring the bell and get things started. Both superstars glance at the fans before returning there attention to each other. Young Gangsta clearly the tallest of them both almost towers over his opponent as they begin to circle one and other. Extending his hand the man from Detroit offers a respectful hand shake which is accepted by Storm. Locking up in a classic collar and elbow grapple the two struggle for moment to get the better of the other.

::The Fuzz::

What can you say Biggy. Ones a Fighty fighty person and ones a brawler, but either way I am looking forward to this match. It may well set the stage for this evenings later events.

::Big Al::

Call me Biggy again, and I will show you who else is a brawler. Style is one thing, but this match is going to be decided not alone by talent or a left fist over an armbar takedown. This a double debut match, it will come to who has the most to prove tonight, who has the biggest pain threshhold.

::The Fuzz::

Or who makes the less mistakes.


Young Gangsta using his height, reach and barely weight advantage leans into the slightly smaller superstar and forces him to a knee. Quickly taking his opportunity Gangsta brings his elbow hard into the Jaw of Eddie. As his foe stumbles backwards reeling from the blow Storm is struck with several vicious left boots to his ribs and hamstring which cause him to grimace in pain. Raising his arms trying to stir reaction from the excitable audience Gangsta still keeping an eye on Eddie lays in one final boot before standing one foot onto the right ankle. Grabbing the left foot he holds nothing back forcing the legs to spread trying to cause injury to the groin and hamstring so it will hopefully limit future moves. Roughly picking Storm up to his feet Young Gangsta whips him to the corner where Eddie brutally lands back first causing nerves to twitch as pain begins to take over.

From the turnbuckle Gangsta lifts him to the top rope as he himself steps to the second rope. Placing Storm in a front face lock Young Gangsta hooks the tights as if attempting a vertical suplex. With a snap of the hips he manages to lift the opponent while using the ropes to spring backwards to the canvas. Causing himself a reasonable deal of agony in the process he has none the less caused Eddie even more as he landed on his head before almost going limp in the ring, gasping for air the only sign that he is still at least semi conscious.

::Big Al::

That was impressive... A brain buster from the second rope. This may very well decide the outcome of this match. Eddie has landed almost directly on top of his head and is now motionless on his back.[/i]

::The Fuzz::

Yeah,but so is Gangsta on his back. Both superstars are barely moving and this match has only just begun.

After a few minutes Gangsta is the first to crawl towards the ropes, but soon after Storm is also struggling for the ropes. Both eventually to there feet, Eddie holding the side of his head looking towards one and other with a simple nod of respect. Meeting halfway they begin to exchange left and right blows, first Storm staggers backwards from the blows, but then a flurry of left jabs followed by a right hook to the jaw sends Young Gangsta backwards. Gangsta tries a quick tackle, Storm counters by grabbing his right arm and throws him off balance. Still holding the arm he attempts an Irish whip which is easily countered by a boot to the stomach. Once again Gangsta showing his strength grabs under both arms and picks the smaller superstar up for a powerbomb type move. Storm struggles for a moment before securing his legs in a headlock around Young Gangstas neck before throwing himself backwards.

::Big Al::

An effective head scissors take down there by Heavy Metal Storm countering what could of been a devastating power bomb.[/i]

Taking a moment to shake the cobwebs and regain his breathe Storm follows up Fighty fighty person lifting his opponent, who is lying on the mat face up, to a sitting position. Eddie then places his knee in the opponent's back, grasps at the opponent's chin, and wrenches it to the side. The referee breaking the attempt as Gangsta has placed his foot on the bottom rope. Feeling slightly frustrated Storm grudgingly lets go of the chin, but instead grabs the shoulders and drives his knee hard to the spine of Young Gangsta.

Tbc Young Gangsta.

[Young Gangsta]

Young Gangsta tenses up and reaches to hold his back in pain. Eddie capitalizes on his opponent's moment of weakness as he squares up behind his opponent and extends his leg as far and as fast as possible before it meets the lower back of his downed opponent. The fans let out an "Ooooh" as Young Gangsta falls over and now lays face down on the mat.

Wow, Look at how quickly this match has turned around Al
Of course it did Fuzz, Where's the fun in watching only one of these idiots inflict pain on the other when they both can do it to each other
I'm sure not everyone agrees with-- Oh no, what is he setting up?!

Back in the ring, Eddie has dragged Young Gangsta into the middle of the ring by the legs, and is now working his lower back. He lifts one of his legs and hops off of the other, driving his knee into Gangsta's back. YG writhes in pain after each shot. Storm, being an opportunist, rises up off of the mat and walks over to Gangsta's legs, stands over them, facing away from his body, lifts them and wrenches them as YG's facial expression changes from one of pain to one of agony and distress. The fans now begin to cheer as Hall locks in his Boston Crab keeps YG in position.

Haha! Look at his face as he tries to squirm out of that solid hold
Come on partner, he's a human being, not a punching bag, show some compassion!
I'll pass on that, but watch Heavy Metal Storm pull tighter and tighter on his legs

Indeed, Eddie, continues pulling on the legs as Young Gangsta tries and tries to squirm free. The fans' cheers intensify at the progress this match has made thus far. The referee walks over to the downed Fighty fighty person and checks on him. YG shakes his head and now begins to drag his body and the Fighty fighty person over him to the ropes, steadily and slowly. But eventually, he does make it and grabs on with an outstretched arm. Eddie holds the submission for couple seconds, until the referee begins his count.

Look at his heart! I wonder what kind of shape he's going to be for the rest of this match

Eddie takes a moment to catch his breath as he waits for YG to regain a vertical base, and as soon as he does, Hall walks over to him and cracks him right in the jaw with a left hook. He cocks back his arm again, but before he can hit Gangsta again, he himself is struck in the face, and another shot by Young Gangsta. Now both competitors begin trading shots, left after right after right after left. Suddenly Young Gangsta takes control, and lands a hook to his face, and another, this time to Hall's body. He quickly follows up by delivering a knee shot to Eddie's abdomen, grabbing him by his arm, and Irish whipping him into the corner, but Eddie is having none of that, countering the maneuver and sending YG into the corner with his own momentum, knocking him into a seated position!

See Fuzz, let this be a lesson to you: Just when everything seems to be going your way, it's not
An unfortunate time for Gangsta to be learning that lesson, for sure

Eddie takes a few steps back, then charges forward towards the corner. Just before he reaches his destination, he hops, leaning backwards, and extending his legs out, ready to hit a big Bronco Buster, but YG is having none of that. He rolls out of the way, and Eddie is quick to recover, and stops his body from landing awkwardly into the corner. But Gangsta is right behind him! He grabs around Storm's waist and locks his hands and lifts his opponent with all his might and falls backwards as he executes a beautiful German Suplex and holds his opponent down for the pin as he lies in a bridge position.

He might win it all here!

The referee hops in position to see the pin and begins his count...

TBCB Eddie
OOC :') My first match post

[Solstice]

After sliding to an almost vertical position the referee slaps his hand on the mat signaling ONE, as the audience scream out in unison. Sliding his hand he checks the shoulders... and raises his arm. Showing a clear TWO with his fingers he checks once again, this time looking for not only the shoulders but also a possible foot on the rope. Satisfied there is nothing to hold up the count the referee brings his hand down in seemingly slow motion as the people in attendance gaze in wonder and awe... but NO ! ... oh so close to his hand connecting the canvas Storm manages to throw up his arm and in succession his shoulder. Pausing in breath at how close he was to his first ever victory Gangsta releases the shoulder and sits up looking behind him over his shoulder at Storm who is himself taking a breath.

::Big Al::
Come on Young Gangsta, don't pause now follow up with some of that strength and desire.

::The Fuzz::
Give them a break Al, both are in there first match and .... well I think doing a good job. There has not been any major goofs or mistakes.

Rising to there feet both superstars shake there arms trying to focus on the match and shake the pain. Young Gangsta raises his arm and opens his hand in an offer of a test of strength. Storm seemingly accepts the challenge and steps toward his opponent and raises his arm. At last second he charges shoulder first to the ribs of an unsuspecting foe and a heavy thud is heard as the shoulder connects to the ribs causing a exhale of air from Young Gangsta. Using his legs he trips him backwards and ends up seated on his chest. Delivering fist after fist to the stunned man from Detroit which more or less find there target, mainly the chest as if by instinct alone Young Gangsta has his arms protecting his head. As much as the blows take the air right out of his lungs, fury at the cheap shots begins to dwell until Gangsta snaps out of his daze and struggles to fight back. As a hail of blows continue to flurry down Young Gangsta blocks a left and manages to deliver a nasty elbow to the jaw stunning his attacker long enough to squirm out of his predicament. Trying to ignore the pain in his jaw Storm once again launches like a panther back on the attack. This time how ever Gangsta is ready and brings a leg up to block a suplex.

::Big Al::
Trying for a snap suplex there... all he got is a fat load of nothing...

::The Fuzz::
Gee Al ... you get angry if they do nothing, now when they try you still get frustrated.

::Big Al::
It's all about the timing Fuzz. Get it right you walk away with a win, get it wrong and you get a three count... or worse, you submit.

Meanwhile Gangsta followed the counter with an inventive sudden spin followed by his strength he managed to get a hold of Storms wrists and whilst driving a knee to the spine pulled back both arms while screaming like a man possessed trying to hyper extend both shoulders. Letting go of one wrist he pulls the smaller man towards the ropes unleashing a devastating boot to the jaw on his return causing him to flip before slamming kidney first to the mat ending in an oomph as the vital oxygen escapes his body. This time not giving Storm a chance to barely move his ribs let alone struggle for air Young Gangsta forces him by the scruff of his neck to his knees before a succession of right boots to the lower ribs. One more for good measure he uses his fry pan sized hands to roughly grab under the shoulders. Forcing a heavily dazed Heavy Metal to his feet, Young Gangsta drives both his hands with shattering force to the clavicle bone either side of Storms neck with a chorus of " Holy crap "echoing around the stadium.

::Big Al::
What impact, he nearly drove his shoulders down to his waist.

::The Fuzz::
I don't know what your gloating about, he could of caused Storm a severe injury to any part of his neck or shoulders with those massive hands.

::Big Al::
He knew the risks when he signed he dotted line. If you can't stand the heat get out of the fireplace.

Posing to a midst of boo's and excitement Young Gangsta stands above his target who is now face down moaning in pain. Jumping as high as he can Gangsta drops his full weight down landing in a seated position on the lower spine. Grabbing both arms, he places them to his own hip. Slapping his head as a smirk appears on his face Young Gangsta reaches around the face and applies a chin lock. Leaning back with as much force as he can muster with exhaustion and fatigue kicking in Gangsta pulls on the chin and torso. The referee quickly advancing checks it is indeed a chin lock and not a choke hold watches for any sign of submission. At least a minority of the audience begin to chant " Invisible Kid " while waving there merchandise. Barely hearing a rhythm in unison Storm begins to focus as the referee watches closely. Mustering all the strength from every last cell of his being he manages to free his arms as they fall by his side. Eagerly awaiting the referee to declare he wins by submission Gangsta is shocked when out of nowhere Storm with as much agony as he can bare presses down with his hands and begins to lift the weight of the behemoth. Shaking his head in disbelief he glances down before jumping again sending Storm back to the canvas. Once again Storm takes a deep breath before heaving the mass weight up, once again Gangsta jumps up. This time with adrenalin kicking in Storm bounces straight back up, this time with enough force to throw Young Gangsta to the side. With the referee snapping back to his feet and out of the way Heavy Metal kicks the Gangsta off balance. Sweeping his legs from under him sending his back first with a slap of the canvas connecting to bare skin. With Young Gangsta laying face down on the ground Storm kneels over the opponent's thighs with his left leg between the opponent's leg, then bends Young Gangsta's left leg around his left thigh. After that he places Gangsta's right leg over his left ankle and puts his own right leg under the opponent's left ankle. Finally, he puts both of his feet over the opponent's right foot and presses on it

Tbc Yg.


OOC:- Impressive YG... nice first post.

[Young Gangsta]

Almost immediately, Young Gangsta lifts his head and begins to groan in pain as Eddie tightens up his hold on his opponent’s legs. The referee gets in position to ask if Gangsta wants to give in, but he declines, and so the match continues. Slowly, YG drags his and his opponent's body towards the ropes, but Eddie catches on quickly, and as he is halfway there, Hall drags him back to the center of the ring, and applies the hold tighter. Again Young Gangsta screams in agony.

Classic wrestling partner! You don't need to be fancy to win a match, just a solid Fighty fighty person
That might be so Al, but don't count Gangsta out of this one just yet, he looks like he's still got some in the tank
His tank might still be full, but his axles are about to break
What? That was a terri- Oh wait, look at this!

The arena has now been filled with a deafening roar as Young Gangsta has again managed to pull himself within inches of the bottom rope. With Eddie still on his legs, he lunges forwards and his fingers reach the rope, but slide off. An "Ohhh" is heard around the arena. Eddie drags back YG's body to the center of the ring. This time, Gangsta tries another strategy. He pushes his upper body up, and swings his hips so that he is now laying back first on the mat. Just as his opponent did earlier, Hall now screams in pain, as this counter has reversed the pressure and pain to him. He quickly breaks the hold and both men lay for a moment on the ground. The arena is still shaking from all the cheering the fans are doing. The referee takes a moment to check on both superstars, and begins his count.

After that incredible display of determination, both men are down and the referee will begin to count them out. Who, if either, will regain his vertical stance first
Whoever does may get full control of this match

At a count of 4 now, both men begin to stir, and Eddie gets to his feet first. He slowly walks over to his opponent and grabs him by the head and pulls him up. When Gangsta makes it back to his feet, Eddie kicks him in the gut, and runs back, bounces off the ropes, and comes at full momentum towards YG. With only a few feet between the superstars, Hall leaps in the air and begins to roll forward and his legs connect with his opponents shoulders and head as both men again fall to the ground. This time, without any hesitation, Hall walks over to Young Gangsta, pulls him up by the arm, and launches him into the ropes. Coming back off the rebound, Young Gangsta is met with his opponent wrapping his arms around his waist, lifting him up, and using his momentum to spin around and begin to drive his opponent into the mat. But Gangsta isn't having it. Mid-drop, he shifts his body and wraps his arms around his opponent's head, and as both men continue to fall back, Eddie's skull hits the mat first. Many fans in the arena stand to their feet to applaud not only that counter, but this entire match.

Well I'll be. And he I was hoping for an Arn Anderson classic
Me too partner, me too

Young Gangsta makes it back to his feet first this time, but Eddie is not too far behind. Gangsta walks over to Hall and the two men begin to exchange blows. Lefts and rights are thrown from both sides, until Gangsta manages to gain control. He throws a right hook, then a left jab, then, as his opponent is a bit dazed, YG reaches over and grabs his skull, and jerks his own towards his opponent. The men take a second to recover, but Young Gangsta does first, and drives his head into Hall's for a second time, but this time knocking his over. As if his instincts have taken over, Gangsta momentarily leaps on top of Eddie's chest, and as he had done unto him earlier, launches a flurry of punches towards his opponent. A few connect, but most of the shots are deflecting towards the mat. Just before the referee makes his five count to disqualify him, YG gets off and steps away from the downed competitor. Heavy Metal takes this opportunity to roll over and begin to get up as the ref gives Gangsta a stern talking to, but as he does, YG looks over and sees an opportunity. He hops at Hall's back and wraps one arm around his neck, grabbing onto the other arm on the other side of his head. He spins his opponent around into a seated position and begins to choke him out.

What a cheat! Look at that choke ref!
It looks like it's all legal Al

Colin is correct as the referee just checked the hold and allowed the match to continue. Hall begins to flail his arms like a mad man trying to break free from this hold. When that doesn't work, he tries to pry YG's arms off, but the bigger man has full control and doesn't let go. The fans begin to cheer and chant "Storm" repeatedly, trying to will the superstar to break this hold. After a few failed attempts of breaking free, Eddie begins to lose consciousness. The arena slowly quiets down as the referee moves in to check on him. He grabs one of his arms, raises it into the air, and releases it, letting drop to back to his body. Once. A few gasps are heard and a smirk begins to form on Young Gangsta's face. Again for a second time, the ref raises his arm, and allows it to drop to his body. Twice. The smirk widens into a smile.

This might be it folks

Finally after a few seconds pause, the referee grabs Hall's arm for a third and final time. He follows the same procedure: He raises the arm into the air, holds it there for a second, and allows it to drop. But as if by instinct alone, Storm is able to stop it from dropping the third time and keeps it outstretched in front of his body, Shocking Young Gangsta, and producing cheers from the crowd.

It's still on!
See Al, I told ya. A solid Fighty fighty person

TBC