Alex Night vs. AJ Scally

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After a fifteen minute intermission, the staff members have finally finished assembling the kindly donated weapons. The weapons are placed against the security barrier, where the fans sit behind, leaving a whole five-feet from the weapons and the ring. The three starter weapons; a gavel, bible and clipboard are however in the ring, under one of the corners. The weapons on the take up three-sides of the ring, leaving a whole one-side vacant. Up the ramp, next to the entrance is an Ice Cream Truck someone has oddly donated.

“The following match, is a “Jury Brings The Weapon‘s Match” where the fans donate the weapons to be used by the two Fighty fighty persons. Introducting first, fighting out of Hollywood, California, weighting 240 pounds and standing in at 6’ 2’’, ALEX NIGHT!”

Without his mother, Alex comes out from backstage and enters the ring. From the inside he begins observing the outside and the weapons surronding him.

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The crowd noise and Night’s music dies down as Hero by Skillet hits the PA causing the crowd to erupt into a frenzy of cheers as they know that this can only be AJ Scally. The cheering increases when the Justice System appears on stage fresh form earlier promo. He is wearing a typical Judge/Barrister headdress and a robe, under which his gold and green long tights can be seen.

Big Al: Look at that ridiculous garb, making a mockery of our industry and this match.

Fuzz: Scally is known for his joking and humour and is far from mocking, he is just going along with the match stipulations.

Coors: And the prosecution, from Newcastle Australia, weighing in at 200 pounds, representing the Justice System, AJ SCALLYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!

The fans erupt into a louder cheer as AJ walks down the ramp high fiving those in the vicinity before entering the ring, his music dies down as Coors pulls out the card AJ gave to him earlier. But AJ takes the mic before Coors can say anything.

AJ: Mr Referee you are required to wear this headdress and robe by orders of the Justice System.

The fans cheer and laugh as AJ takes of the headdress and robe and hands it to the ref. The ref rolls his eyes and reluctantly puts it on, as the fans cheer, AJ hands Coors the mic back.

Coors: The case, the Justice System vs. Alex Night is now in session, all weapons are allowed, you may begin.

Instead of the usual bell, we hear an audible bang from a gavel hitting a wooden board, instigated by Coors, as the men lock up.

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As the two begin to struggle for the upper hand in the proverbial collar and elbow lock up, AJ quickly finds himself on the loosing side. Alex forcefully begins to exploit his size advantage and presses his foe’s shoulder into the corner. The Justice System member shows absolutely no sign of giving in and does his best to escape. In the end, Alex proves to be just to strong for the Cruiserweight. Night loosens his grip, then when appearing to back away he reaches forward, thrusting and opened hand right across Scally’s face, leaving a red handprint across his foe’s cheek. The fans boo at the Crybaby as he begins to swagger back away from his cornered adversary. The ref holds his forearm against AJ’s chest, keeping him contained in the corner, while asking him if he’s okay. After giving his consent, AJ viciously breaks through the ref and charges at his disgraceful opponent. Night’s shocked, and just stands there like a deer in headlights. The “New People’s Champ” instantly stretches out his right arm while advancing and clips Night right in the throat, flooring him with a stunning Clothesline. The classic good-guy-takes down-bad-guy achievement coerces a loud eruption of cheers from the gleeful spectators, who are more than excited to see Night get what he deserves.

“There we go, somebody needs to put this arrogant kid in his place, and I think the Justice System are the people to do it. I believe this is going to be great, just thinking of these weapons and how they‘re going to be used against Alex is exciting me!”
”I’d bet you’d like that. But I think you’re doubting Alex’s ring skills a little bit, Fuzz. Just a few months ago, when EVPW was sadly alive, Night beat one of GHW’s Legends, the one and only, Dave “The Lightning” Carter in one of the most hardcore matches Night has ever wrestled in. So surely he can hold his own tonight, Collin.”

It’s not long before the American finds himself at a vertical base, only to be floored again with another magnificent Lariat. This time, once Alex hit the floor be began to roll until he felt himself slip off the canvas and lands on his feet on the outside. He stumbles around, gripping his throat with one hand whilst looking in at his smiling opponent. Night’s eyes are drawn to a metallic item laying amongst a large pile of weapons, the sparkling object draws him towards it, like a fish would be attracted to something shinny in the water. The object which has diverted his attention from his opponent, is a trash can lid. Alex Night reaches down and firmly grips the handle, before picking it off the floor. A stale, ungodly smell arises from beneath it as it is lifted up, the smell of rotten, stale fish. The scent is so repulsive it results in Night putting it back down in place. The lingering smell doesn’t fade to quickly, so Night, as well as members in the audience grip their noses. However, the Crybaby begins heading towards the ring, attempting to run from the smell. When he faces the ring, he is struck by the bottom of the Australian’s heels which come sliding under the bottom rope, catching Alex right in the nose and cheek bone. The adolescent goes flying back from the Baseball Slide, and pummels atop of all the weapons behind him. A sickening crashing sound is heard along with the clunking of the weapons hitting each other in the process. Lucky, for Night there aren’t too bad of weapons beneath him, but still enough to send a shockwave of pain throughout his entire back and shoulder area.

“Good Lord! Alex was sent FLYING back into those weapons. He has to be feeling the result of that, just look at his face, you can tell by his expression how much that really hurt.”
”Yeah, but I don‘t see anything bad over there Fuzz. I think he‘ll be alright. This match is far from over, let me tell you that. These to young athletes are going to push each other to the limit here tonight, with only one surviving and possible two being taken out on the stretcher. Can only wait to see who will stand tall, but I have a good guess in my head that I wont share just yet.”

The speed of the slide sends AJ all the way out of the ring, where he lands solidly on his two feet. The Australian Native steps forward, casting a shadow of dominance over his foe with a vain smile plastered across his mug, clearly proud of the early destruction caused at his hands, or feet rather. Scally reaches down and takes a hold of Night’s curly, full, brown locks before pulling him off the bed of gifted weapons. The weapons that are now visible and once laid under Night’s mild frame consist of: a George Forman grill, long wood, a rake and other few items. The cruiserweight drags Night the few feet to the ring and forcefully thrusts down, slamming Night’s head off the apron. Pulling back, AJ prepares himself to slam Night’s head again but is brusquely halted by Night, who shoots back an elbow, catching the “New People’s Champ” in the pelvis, forcing the air out of AJ’s lungs and doubling him over. Night breaks free of his aggressor and quickly turns to face him. Vengefully, Night reaches forward and grips his opponent’s hair then pulls him in closer. The “Hollywood Hunk” cocks back AJ’s head before hammering down, cracking his forehead across the ring’s apron. Alex releases his grip just after the first one, letting AJ pop up like a Jack-in-a-box, before spinning to face the audience, leaning against the side of the ring. With Scally’s chest greatly exposed as he leans against the ring's side, Alex cocks an open hand back before swinging it meaningfully downward against his adversary’s chest. The sick sound of Alex’s boney hand against flesh leaves a deafening sound to echo. As he pulls away another stamp of redness appears on Scally’s flesh thanks to Alex. As Scally brings an arm up to cover the wounded area, Night easily forces it back down before elevating his arm again. Night hastily brings it down, slapping his hand roughly across his adversary’s chest. This time, AJ turns and hunkers over while using his arm as a dinky armor for his injured chest. While the fan favorite is left to lick his wounds, Night takes a step back. Just then the Youngster picks his boot off the ground and bends it, nearly causing his knee to touch his chest. Then, with great velocity Night shoots forward, his heels aiming for the side of Scally’s head. Thankfully for Scally’s peripheral vision he is able to dodge the blow, causing Night’s foot to smash into the apron.

The last minute move causes Night’s leg to awkwardly bend and contort because of extra inches he was sent forward before connecting with something solid. Alex’s foot then slips off and lands back on the ground. In pain, the youngling tends to his quads which have been shaken up a bit. Swiftly, Scally spins on his heels to face the donated weapons. He picks up the first thing his eyes meet, a baby’s rattler. He clutches the baby toy by the handle then turns to face his adversary. Scally cups his foes head while closing in with his other hand. Ever so appropriately, the Australian shoves the tip of the baby’s toy into the Crybaby’s mouth. With his adversary’s head still cupped, Scally takes off in a run before throwing Night forward, leaving Alex to run on his own path of soon-to-be destruction. Night’s face hits the metal pole of the ring, which forces the toy deep into Alex’s throat gagging the Crybaby. The blow forces Night to fall backwards, where he is left coughing quietly because of the rattler muffling the noise. Alex’s face grows red from the mixture of coughing and gagging. As AJ watches his foe, Night brings his hand to his face and pulls the lodged rattler from out of his mouth, stands of spit coming out along with the toy. A pools of spit then flows from Night’s mouth as he coughs now in a higher disciple then the last.


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TBCB: AJ Scally
Comments:I was really pleased at how I did in this RP. I hope Scally and the judges enjoy what I believe is a fine, well-written post, compared to the stuff I usually piss out at least.

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Night continues to splutter as AJ has now found a new weapon, a Guitar Hero controller. The Cry-baby rises to his feet but unbeknownst to him AJ is standing right behind him ‘guitar’ in hand. As Night turns around AJ swings the guitar over head and slams it on his opponent’s head causing a loud clunk sound. The crowd cheer as AJ starts to play the guitar a bit or what’s left of it as Alex falls down on his face. AJ drops the controller and picks up his opponent and rolls him in the ring.

Fuzz: What a shot with that guitar.

Big Al: It did sound painful.

The Aussie realises he needs to capitalise on his downed opponent. The New People’s champ now bends down and picks his opponent up to a standing position. Scally now grabs Alex’s left wrist, the Aussie now proceeds to twist the Radical Warrior’s left arm into a wrist lock. Scally not content with damaging the wrist decides to repeatedly strike the cry-baby’s head with his left unpadded elbow. This stuns the ‘Defendant’ and allows AJ to force Night to the ground. Scally now is able lean back on the arm of his opponent bending it in an awkward position. This causes Alex to scream out in pain as his arm is not meant to bend that way.

Fuzz: Night may tap here, this is a very painful move and the arm shouldn’t bend that way.

Big Al: I think Night is a little bit better than a tap out to an Armbar.

AJ feeling enough damage has been done and that his opponent won’t tap out pulls back as hard as he can before finally letting go. AJ rolls off his opponent’s back and brings himself to a standing position pondering his next move. After thinking for a second he proceeds to further his advantage. By this stage Night has got to his feet, however, his back is facing AJ and he is also shaking his arm after the Armbar. However AJ has picked up a Police baton and poised to strike. But Mrs Night grabs the ankle of the Aussie causing him to turn around, Mrs Night has let go and AJ turns to a steel chair shot from his opponent. The Aussie falls down on his back as the crowd boo.

Big Al: What a shot from Night, turned the match in his favour.

Fuzz: What about the distraction from Mrs Night?

AJ is still writhing in pain on the ground after the painful back body drop. The Cry-baby starts sifting through the weapons to find the weapon he wants. AJ has recovered from his fall and is rising to his feet. Night realising this decides to grab the closest thing to him. Alex now lines up his adversary with a trash can lid, some fans are trying to warn their favourite not to turn around or to watch out. That is to no avail as AJ turns around and is whacked in the head with a trashcan lid from Alex Night, AJ crumples to the canvas below as dome fans cringe due to the impact.

Fuzz: What a hard smash to AJ’s head, first a chair and now a trash can lid

Big Al: That knocked the last of his brain cells out, Night is in the drivers seat

Alex just looks down at the crumpled body of AJ, turns his face to the crowd and smirks; causing a loud barrage of boos. The defendant now with the upper hand looks at the lid and throws it away. He now goes back to the weapons for a more damaging weapon to pummel AJ and hope to shut him up once and for all. After a few seconds of looking through, the Cry-baby pulls out a wooden baseball bat with thumbtacks all through it. Alex just looks at his weapon and smiles; he now turns to look at his opponent who is just got to his feet after the brutal trash can lid shot.

Fuzz: Oh if Alex hits AJ here it could well draw blood.

Big Al: Luckily the sharp ends of the tacks aren’t on the outside or it well could end it.

Night champ now lines up the Aussie ready to swing for the fences once he turns around. AJ finally steadies himself, still unaware of what his opponent has waiting for him. He finally does turn around and Alex charges towards him, bat in hand looking to knock Scally’s head off. Night pulls back and swings hard, however, AJ is able to see it coming at the last second and duck the attempted attack. As both men turn to face each other AJ is able to lift his right boot up and connects with his opponent’s abdomen region, making him doubling over in pain. The Justice System member is able to wrap his right arm around the defendant’s head, he now quickly kicks the bat away, as to avoid landing on it and falls back driving Alex’s head hard into the canvas below. The crowd erupt into cheers as AJ lays on his back in fatigue and Night flips over onto his back and lies there feeling the effects of the DDT.

Fuzz: WOW! What a DDT there by AJ he avoided what looked like a certain crimson mask and turn it into his own manoeuvre, can he capitalise though?

Big Al: That was a great move from AJ and he was lucky to avoid having his head hit for a home run, however, he needs to capitalise and stop Alex from trying to use more weapons.

Due to how close Alex is to him, AJ Scally is able to crawl and drop an arm over his downed opponent’s chest hoping for the referee to slap the mat three times. The referee slides down near Alex’s shoulders and lifts his arm up and slaps the mat a first time, the crowd chanting “1!” in unison, some hoping for three. The referee repeats his effort and this time the crowd chant “2!” The referee lifts his arm up for a third, where if it slaps, we have a new champion.

Fuzz: Is this it?

Big Al: It might be Fuzz.