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Post by Psychotic Circus on May 28, 2011 3:52:49 GMT -5
The Satisfying One was used to women leaving scratches from their nails across his back, this was nothing new to him, but the teeth in the neck was something else all together. Having let the Whore of Nebraska live out her shitty Twilight fantasy, Jerry starts his ascent to his feet, pondering where the hairless wonder was hiding. Frilly hands give some foresight to this query, Jerry's face is annexed by the smooth skin of Haven's hands before they drag Nate backwards. The cantankerous Wolfie plunges on her knees as Jerry's frame plummets, his neck clicks back across the Queen's smoothen dome.
"You could almost hear Jerry's neck cracking!"
"She took Mr. Satisfying out of the match, there's no coming back from all this punishment."
"It's going to take a little more than a modified neck breaker to seal the deal on Jag's student."
Having hopefully left Jerry with years of medical bills, Wolverina poses above her former tormentor's apprentice before walking off to,probably, make Hayden a sandwich.
Despy was starting to get up, his revolution was seemingly coming to an end, his body was beginning to creak and new aches were becoming evident every second. The will to battle was the only thing keeping him moving as he trudged away from the crash site, Spike Steel only groggily replied with some slander before slipping back into his nap. The Cody resident ganders about the heavy metal hell until he spots The Lord of the Flies scrapping at the bottom of a trash can, Despy goes over to try stopping Dominick from obtaining another armament. Upon arrival, The Hardcore Assassin pulls out of the trash can with a heavy looking book in hand, Despy's face is almost caved in by the force of Dom's swing, embedding The Revolutionist with some hard earned knowledge. A camera pans in so the fans at home could see what Dom was holding, it was a book about famous Nebraskan's and right on the cover was a picture of Edwin Perkin's.
"Isn't that the guy who invented Kool Aid?"
"He truly had some original ideas."
"Something about this seems a little too racist."
In a back corner of the cage, near a barbed wire wall, Metal Dragon and Hayden were trying to finally finish a fight that started last year at Abandon's Pit. The Man of Golden Words curls his toes up inside his boot as it connects with the Jackass's guts forcing him to hunch over, Dragon continues by blasting his shin into the side of Hayden's left leg followed with Metal's heel being cracked against the New Age Champion's head. Hardkore was still standing, lurched over with a hand cloaking a new bump forming on top of his head. To finish off the combo, Metal Dragon swung one leg up into the air as the other departed the ground, the back of his heel was almost about to collapse into the back of Hayden's neck before something plowed into his chest. Wolverina had seen her Lovely Dovey in trouble and had come running to his aid. She got there just before the final blow and had swung her hips towards the Metallic One, her foot shot out from her side catching Dragon square in the chest before he drops on Hayden, bumping him out of the sky.
"Wolfie rescues her man from the Dragon Rush, the power couple lives on here tonight!
"Someone has to stop these two lovers from saving one another. It's like a horrid movie where everyone gets saved at the very last conceivable instant."
"It's sort of cute, Hayden saves her and he gets saved in the end. She's christian to the core anyways, so he's not getting laid until there's a ring on her finger so he might as well get something out of the deal."
Hayden peers up, he was expecting to have a broken neck by now, but is met with a quick peck on his cheek from his personal savior/lover. Metal Dragon gasps for the oxygen to revert into his lungs, the "Goodness Gracious" kick from Wolverina into his bread box had done its damage. Hayden and Wolfie share a deep, intimate moment with each other as they christian side hug one another to show off their beliefs system, Dustin Delta feels like he's having their religion shoved down his throat and decides to give them a lesson in separation of church and state. The infamous thumbtack chair is sunken into Hayden's backside, the pricks inject a healthy vaccine against mental retardation into his system, pain. Wolverina tries pulling the weapon out of Hayden's back, her tugging only leads to more irritation for the Kiwi Brawler. Masonry whizzes past Dustin's head, the red brick slaps against the chair stuck inside Hayden's back, causing the Kiwi Prince to collapse from the distress. The Dogmatic Baldy moves towards her Prince only to have the rungs of her singlet grabbed before being down to her rump.
Jerry Nate stood above his prey, his life force was leaking out from his glass wounds he suffered from Carson in round one, the eye around it was now blood shot from Wolfie's antics. His face was blank as Dustin Dawg came up to protest about the near miss with the brick, Jerry's grin only grew as the destructive thoughts filled his pain rattled psyche. The Satisfying One points at the fallen Dragon then towards his victim at hand, Dragon nods his head and complies, he scuttles over on his knees and locks Wolfie's arms behind her back. Jerry grabs the brick, handing it off to Dustin he shouts a command, Dustin smiles and places the brick against Wolverina's forehead. The Captured Cutie struggles from her bonds, but Dragon only dug in deeper with the hold, she cries out for Hayden's help, but her pleas fall on ears deaf from infliction. Jerry looks on with an evil grin over his face, he clenches his fist and slowly raises it in the air as Haven begs to be freed. The Young Lion belts out a roar as his fist comes plummeting down, The Queen closes her eyes shut, not wanting to see her own oncoming doom. The red brick erupts from the pressure of Jerry's hammerfist, Wolverina's forehead bubbled up from the blast with a little trail of blood following her to the mesh flooring.
"What a cowardly act! Three men on one women! It's revolting."
"Settle down, I'm sure Wolfie is the kind of chick who adores that sort of thing."
TBC.
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Post by Wolverina on May 28, 2011 8:09:30 GMT -5
And there the ternion of men stood, the lousy three of them, all of them proud of their godawful deed. Beneath them in the midst of the ominous polyandrium is the feel good story of the year, sepulchered in her very own life-force. The trio stand guard of each other, distrusting eyes trading sharp glances to catch any ill willed movement within their little assemblage. The ready to riot fans let their feelings be known vociferously, abhorred by the visual intaking that they just witnessed. The imbecilic crowd is ignored by the triad in the structure, as uneasiness falls over them. Metal Dragon, blessed with the qualities one would find in a natural leader, chimes in with golden words of wisdom that eases the tension. Among his quick talking points is the favorable tactical advantages of working together, since working alone and even in tag teams so far have proved futile in the overall scheme. He was right and they knew it. On the same page, same paragraph, and same sentence now, the three "amigos" set their sinister plans on who else but Wolverina yet again. The slaughtered Princess is jerked up and lifted over their heads in full view of her loyal court, letting them take in the final moments of their Super Heroine's dreams. Without any forewarning they drop her downward while thrusting a knee each skyward, the trifecta of patellas forcefully striking her already mangled face in three different areas. The triple team modified Go To Sleep casts the People's Princess into an insta-coma of sorts as she hits the mesh, with no visible signs of life coming from her except for the shallow rise and fall of her chest.
*Angry*" YOU SONS-A-BITCHES! YOU COWARDS! THEY HIT HER FACE AGAIN, THEY'RE GONNA DISFIGURE HER FACE, GUYS!" "STOP SCREAMING IN MY EAR YOU BLITHERING IDIOT! Have you suddenly become the biggest Wolfie mark in history?" "I can't help it! I jerk.. I mean .. I mean I like her face, it's pleasant to look at and brightens my day when it's gloomy and gray." "Oh geez. Twilight freaks everywhere. Get me the hell away from here." *The Fuzz notices MD pointing at Haven then the imposing wired wall. Panic strikes the commentator again.* "SOMEBODY HAS TO STO-STOP THIS!" "Chill out, Collin. Look at the bright side, Haven will probably wake up bout this time next year and be all fresh and ready to go for NeXus Six!!!" "Both of you need to shut up for a second and look at the brilliant thing Metal Dragon has done here. My boy has got two of his seven opponents in his back pocket now, and these guys are the creme de le creme to boot. Freaking genius!"
Still pointing at the wall, Babe Ruth'ing the end state for one Haven Marie Cassady, Draggles stands poised like a commander in battle, a miasmic grin pulling his bloodied lips smooth. His temporary co-horts busy themselves picking the Queen's tattered frame up as he continues to grand stand, but a literal monkey wrench is haphazardly thrown into his plans, the tool slamming against MD's left shoulder blade staggering him some. The culprit is none other than Spike "Balls Of" Steel, who'd finally awoke up from his pain induced nap just as the Title Queen was entering into hers. The Cody resident quickly realizes that something is amiss with the landscape now, as not one, not two, but all three men bum rush him. Frightened by the stampede coming his way, Spike looses his footing as he tries to back pedal away, winding up square on his buttocks. As the wrestling gods would have it though, Steel's hand grazes over a sack of marbles just in time for him to rip the bag open and toss the contents at their feet. The small sliver of hope in the tiny round objects is obliterated at first by the marbles falling through the mesh to the cages below, then by Dustin Delta who skateboard dropkicks his pedal extremities into the Testicle Titan's mandible, low and base and cruel. Remembering the easy street Spike drove on to bypass all of Phase One, the trio deem it necessary to impose the stiffest penalty possible for such weasel-esque douchebaggery, and Dragon already has possession of just the right tool for the job. Yanking on the handled string, the Metallic One brings the weedeater, a deathmatch favorite, to life. The Floridian and the Nebraskan seize Steel by each side and present him to MD, reveling in how they are going to "learn him a lesson real quick like, and in a hurry".
"Oh snap, grab the popcorn, it's about to get real!" "They are going to be unstoppable. Nobody in that cage is well enough to fend them off, even if it was two on three or even three on three probably." "And I know exactly what MD is thinking right now. Once he has Spike out of the way, he'll see if any of the others need tending to, and if they don't he'll head on up to the next stage with his two buddies in tow ..... then he'll beat the hell out of them .... or vice versa." "Speaking of Phase Three, Tappie ... opps I mean Mattie, it's gonna be the easiest gig ever. I'll comment on the submission moves as they're applied, as only I can do since I am quite good at doing them myself, and you can provide in depth analysis on how much the holds hurt, since you and I both know how good you are at tapping out to them. Ammirite?" "You... you sonuvabitch!" "Okay that's enough guys. Ryan, that was uncalled for."
As Dominik was battling in the lower cage during Phase One, he caught sight of Desperado handcuffed to the cage, and had been on the lookout for a pair of handcuffs if the situation arose for their need. And since Phase Two has been much more than he or any of the men and women had bargained for, the Assassin had lucked out and procured a pair. The problem is just getting them onto the Revolutionary's wrist so that he may leave him far behind and not have to worry about him again in this round or the next. Easier said than done. The Strife Slayer and Santiago immediately find the cheese grater floor and take turns getting the dominate position, Dom playing pursuer with one of the cuffs already opened and just waiting to shut it on Desperado's wrist. Due to the toll their bodies have taken, the battle soon turns into a slow one, making the two look more like a pair of old men duking it out over a disputed parking slot. As chance would have it the Lord of the Flies clamps it shut on his target and roars in triumph, only to have the tables turned and the other cuff slammed shut on his wrist as well.
As Despy and Dommy stand up trying to pull free from the other or find a key, Hayden stirs about in frenetic search of his One True Love. He finds her immediately and bawls loudly in deep sorrow and anger at what has been done to her. The Kiwi's mind slips into a place it has never been before, his heart forged and darkened in the heat of his rage. Love will make you do crazy things, such as eating a face full of swirling weedeater string as you charge at the men who snuffed out your girlfriend. HardKore slams his patented special punch into Dragon's jaw, feeling a dull crunch underneath before MD drops cold. From there, he turns and sees DD and JT, then sees nothing but red. And when his senses return some time later, he's atop both them with a knee pressed into each man's chest, his fists bloodied and bruised as the evil doers lie groaning in pain. Aside from that, Spike Steel is looking quite spiffy off to the side, exempt from Kiwi and grabbing a ladder to get the hell out of dodge.
tbc
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Post by TPK on May 28, 2011 21:33:21 GMT -5
The Ballsiest Man in Wrestling starts up the ladder, but the toll his body has taken in this phase alone has him moving lethargically. He loses his balance for a second, but quickly regains his grip. This, however, was still disastrous as it caught the attention of the two men now handcuffed to one another. Dom and Despy put their bickering aside for the time being, deciding if they are going to be cuffed to one another that the'd at least try to work as a unit. The unlikely pairing move as one, hellbent on toppling The Testicular One's Phase Three hopes. Spike is roughly yanked down from the ladder, landing on his feet. He doesn't stay there long though, as The Lord of the Flies and The Revolutionary use the conjoined cuffs on the back of Spike's head, not only does he get knocked jaw first into one of the middle rungs of a ladder, but he also falls to the grater quality flooring as well.
"Wow, nice teamwork. Somehow, I don't think this union is going to last though. Call it...a hunch."
"No shit, these two are chomping at the bit to go at one another, neither wants the other to advance. But, it appears that...well at least for NOW, in order for one to qualify so will the other."
"Yeah, that or we have a really awkward Phase Three. I'm really ok with either though."
Hayden continues his rage induced beat down, blindly bashing into Mr. Satisfying and The Floridian Falcon. MD starts to regain his bearings, and starts for MD. However, Haven catches his eye so he opts to go after her instead. With Wolverina on all fours, Dragon takes a short leap forward, and drills her in the side with the tip of his boot rolling her to her side. Hayden hears his love's groan, and quickly stops what he's doing. He stands, and stares daggers at MD, Dragon however is unimpressed and practically taunts Hayden. Jerry and Dustin lay there looking up for a few brief moments, they then glance at one another and nod before helping each other up. While Hayden is distracted, they each grab a weapon. Dustin going with the less conventional potted cactus, while Nate goes with a jar of peanut butter *with butter knife inside*. Dustin starts to say something, but figures his partner in crime knows what he's doing so just goes with it. Hayden, not knowing the danger that is right behind him, storms towards MD. Hayden attempts another haymaker to the kisser, but Dragon anticipates it, and lays into Hardkore's ribcage with a stiff knee dropping him to his hands and knees. Dustin starts to pelt him with his cacti, but gets halted by Nate who quickly begins to smear the contents of the peanut butter jar across Hayden's back before lastly spiking the empty jar onto the back of his head. Dustin waits a moment, waits for his sign, and then forces the cactus down into The Kiwi's back, he then rolls it back and forth causing the New Zealander to yell out from the pain that's coursing through his body.
"Don't get me wrong, I love the execution...but what's with the Peanut Butter? Makes no sense."
"Does if it's chunky Fuzzy...it does if it's chunky."
"Agreed, I just can't respect a man who smears smooth peanut butter on an opponent. It's fine for bread, or crackers...but not Kiwis"
Haven, having crawled away from the terrible trio, ends up in just as bad off a spot when Dom and Desperado turn their attention to her. Haven senses a great disturbance in the force, and scrambles to get away. Her retreat, however, is halted when she backs up into the cage wall. Getting a back full of barbed wire, which causes her to howl. The Duo charge, but Haven manages to move just in time, Desperado manages to stop, however Dom does not. Dom flies chest first into the sharp barbs, and his momentum forces Desperado to follow suit. Haven smiles to herself, and starts to help Hayden. But she sees Spike once again starting up to the next level of neXus and doesn't want any of THAT. She starts for Balls of Steel, who sees her coming and drops from his position on the ladder. Wolverina isn't messing around though, and she socks the Cody King of Carnage in the mouth causing him to stumble back. The layers of mesh below causing Spike's steps to trip him up make him fall on his rump, Haven goes to capitalize but Spikey lunges forward drilling his fist right into Wolvie's babymaker getting a groan from the crowd, and Haven alike.
"What the fuck! That's not right, he just vagina punched Wolverina!"
"So, how many ball punches has this match produced thus far? Haven't seen you so much as bat an eye about that. It's only fair right?"
"Yes, indeed it is."
Spike drags himself to his feet, begins to pace back and forth around Haven, and finally decides to try to pull the coy Wolverina back to a stand. Wolverina was ready though, and as soon as she was in position, she returns the favor by decking Spike in his namesake. Steel crumbles to the ground, gets into the fetal position, and begins to rock back and forth as Haven makes a mad dash to help Hayden out.
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Post by Desperado on May 29, 2011 3:31:02 GMT -5
The animalistic woman dashes across the platform as fast as the soles of her feet could carry her. This wasn’t even about winning anymore but about surviving and protecting the man she loved. It almost seemed like a romantic-action movie but what was taking place in the ring was very much real. With the ultimate villain having established himself in phase 2 of nexus along with his two henchmen in ‘Double D’ and ‘Mr Nutz’ things didn’t look too good for the damsel and her prince but her courage and spirit continued to flow like the blood seeping from the bruised cuts on her body. There was no strategy or technique involved when one was as desperate as Wolverina. She threw her body forward in a flying clothesline, catching Dustin in the back of the head before Jerry had a chance to warn his ally. Wolverina looked to continue with the attack she started, swiping Jerry Nate’s feet with a sweep before the large man had a chance to react to agile female. The Nebraskan Nightmare landed back first onto the platform below with Wolfy following up her onslaught with a diving double-knee attack into the bastard’s abdomen.
Before the crazy chick could get her way with the two men that had caused her so much pain, their metallic leader stepped in to the fray. Without showing an ounce of respect for the woman, he dug his fingers into the scalp of the Animal Queen, yanking her head back and throwing her onto the ground at his feet with a single hand. The monstrous Dragon went on to throw a heavy slap across the face of Haven before the girl even a chance to get back to her feet. Before he could continue with his fun, he felt a pair of hands wrap around his ankles. The worn-out, beaten to a pulp, Jackass was still fighting with all he had left, in order to save his girl but there was no happy ending here. This was no fairytale. And just like in real-life, he villain crushed the hero beneath his foot literally as he freed his leg with ease before planting it into the skull of Hayden, twisting his boot on the spot, burning the Kiwi’s face all the while applying pressure to the bones that made the structure to the face Wolfy had fallen for. Tears rolled down her face as she lay on the ground, helpless.
“Poor Wolfy, she’s given up.”
“She knows there is nothing she can do right now to help Hayden. Competing against MD when he’s in such a ruthless state of mind is useless. I don’t think there is anybody in the ring right now who can stop him.”
“Actually I think there might be somebody ... Or two somebody’s for that matter.”
“If they can get off each other’s backs that is. Those two are like immature brats who just don’t know how to deal with other people. I mean having spent their days living on the streets like rats; I doubt they know how to clean themselves, yet alone live like civilized people.”
In the meanwhile, Despy and Dom were at each other’s throats again, with the Yank clearly angry at how Santiago was leading their mutually hated alliance. The only reason the two were even competing hand-in-hand was because they were literally in that situation. Desperado pointed a finger at his temple, tapping against it three times whilst pulling an expression that made his ally look foolish. His finger then pointed to the cage that was suspended above their heads. There was a very serious look now on Despy’s face, one that only cared about reaching the top. Looking over his shoulder, the Brooklyn Bad-Ass saw his former team-mate and eternal rival torturing the power couple, enjoying himself in the process. The Metallic One had it all planned out. As long as he can make sure the other five in this phase stay down, then the mutually beneficial alliance he had created with Dustin and Jerry would take them all to the final round. As long as he could keep Hayden, Desperado and Dom from reaching the final stage, he would have the nexus in the palm of his hands.
The smile on Rob Browne’s face faded away as his worst fear stood before. A combined team of his worst rivals in the industry; Dominik Santiago and James Daniels were approaching up and each had a sinister smile on their face. A beating worth a life-time was in the potentials and Rob was well aware of what these two were capable off. Turning on his heel Rob began to move away from the two men, hoping to bide enough time to get the help of his lackeys but there was no running away from this. With their combined figure consisting of two men, MD had no chance of evading them and eventually found himself in a corner of the platform. A loud cheer is heard from the crowd as they were finally getting something they had waited for in the entirety of this match. With nowhere to run, Dragon finally stopped moving and planted his feet as he turned to face the nemesis duo that had scarred his dreams with fear. With the battle now imminent Rob threw forward the first punch, Desperado reacted first and blocked the incoming blow with Dom punishing Rob’s mistake with a left jab to the face. Rob swung in retaliation but the Californian Catalyst showed good reflexes in dodging the blow opening the path for Desperado to thrust forth a straight right that bludgeoned the very core of Dragon’s mind. With his head rocking and his consciousness holding on for dear life, Rob threw everything he had at them but with four fists on their side, most of the attacks were brushed away without much effort and for every punch he attempted, he received two in return. Fast and accurate, Desperado made target practice with the punch-bag named Rob that stood against the cell wall before him. With each powerful strike, Metal Dragon’s body rattled the cage wall, his face becoming a bruised bloody mess. A left hook by Dom finally managed to break through Metal Dragon’s weak attempt of a guard and snatches the sound from his ear-drum. With the legendary Dragon discombobulated; the combined force of Desperado and Santiago’s fist pull through the middle with a double-fisted uppercut that lifts Metal Dragon two feet off the ground.
“I think Metal Dragon just got officially fucked up.”
“There is always a psychological factor in place when Metal Dragon has to take on either Dom or Despy and in this situation it was 10 times as more effective. Rather than looking to exploit their weakness, he went head to head against their strength and was punished.”
“At the end of the day, he tried to take on two has-beens and managed to take down neither. But then again, without support there is little MD is capable off.”
Dustin and Jerry had found the consciousness once more and the two began to approach the team of Dom and Desp cautiously both men carrying weapons in hand in the form of a baseball bat and a steel pipe. However, the combined experience and awareness of the Predator and Assassin were unparalleled. Without even having to consult one another the two wrestling legends reacted to the incoming double act. Just as Delta and Nate were close enough to strike they lifted their weapons over head and at that precise moment, leaped off the ground, shifting their weight back and each wrapping their free arm around one of the two. Desperado’s face-lock found Dustin within it whilst Dom managed to catch Jerry in the precise timing. What followed was surely a spectacular moment that brought the GHW and Nexus fans to their feet in cheers. The stadium was filled with the combined chants of “D-K-O” and “S-K-O”.
“Did you just see that? A DKO/SKO combination! The whole alliance was taken down by these two men. Unbelievable.”
“I’d never imagined these two would ever team up but what a force they are. Would be interesting to see if they could take on the greatest tag-team ever in Stone Orchard should the opportunity ever arise.”
“The tag-team that I single-handedly ended.”
“Is he still going on about that? Jesus! How long are you going to live in your past glory? These men are doing the impossible right here and now. You do know this is the greatest line-up Nexus has ever seen. Dom and Despy are at the top of their game right now. Just wondering, how the hell are the two of them going to reach the summit in the state they’ve found themselves in.”
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Post by Dominik Santiago on May 29, 2011 8:38:48 GMT -5
The combustion was at an all time high for the tumultuous crowd as they roared in approval for the synchronized cutters performed by the two enemies turned allies. The duo slowly regains a vertical base before surveying the Nexus, peering at carcasses they had laid strewn across the hellacious structure. With no impeding threat to their chances, the two make their way toward the ladders, with the Yank being the first to grab his. As Dominik lingered behind, Desperado commences his ascension to the top. What seemed as destiny coming to fruition, and the conclusion of his Phase 2 journey after many failed attempts, Desperado’s moment is interrupted by Spike Steel, who moves straight at him with reckless abandon. The body of the human kamikaze sends Despy flying off the ladder, landing with his body plummeting down into the flesh wrenching chain-link. As Steel looks to regain his bearings, the opportunistic Californian advances to a position under the ceiling hatch before setting up the ladder. The Assassin expeditiously begins climbing the ladder, prompting the recovered Steel to act. Spike, carrying the baseball bat Dustin Delta had relinquished during his recipience of the DKO. Without a moment to waste, Steel steps up to the plate, swinging the bat mightily and causing it to clash against the ribcage of the Lord of the Flies, prohibiting Dominik from continuing his climb, whilst leaving him in a assortment of agony. Having created a break for himself that only comes so many times, Spike drops the bat and commences to climb the second ladder. Each stamping of his feet on the rungs is marked with a feverish rhythm created by the urgency of the situation.
After convalescing, Dominik locks his eyes on his opponent, wholeheartedly intending to make the Nexus rookie pay for turning his back to him. The Assassin lunges forward grasping his adversary by the head before viciously slamming it into one of the rungs. The display of desperation violence from Dom is efficacious in bringing a cease to Steel’s ascent, and furthermore causes him to alter his position on the ladder. With venom pumping through the veins of the sadistic Californian, Santiago quickly traps the debilitated Spike Steel in his armpit, before swinging outward and simultaneously leaping off the ladder. The two come crashing down onto the chain-link, joining their 5 counterparts as they remain motionless.
Ryan Hughes: “Swinging Neckbreaker off the ladder. Dominik sacrificed himself to spoil Spike Steel’s efforts.” Matt Oliveira: “You make it seem like his act was selfless. It was either him or Steel coming off that ladder so-” Ryan Hughes: “So he grabbed fate by the balls, altered it, and just drove his opponent into the goddamn chain-link!” Colin Jennings: “What a commentator your are Hughes…"
With the recent variables having isolated themselves from the Nexus equation, the facially disfigured Kiwi Legend rises from the ashes, showing complete resilience and tenacity to continue in his battered state. Flourishing the traits of a true champion and competitor, Hayden slowly plods toward the ladder, before resting his face in the rungs, clearly fatigued, and expending every ounce of energy remaining in his tank. Following a deep breath and a sigh of lethargy, the Kiwi Legend mounts the ladder, climbing in a meticulous fashion indicative of his grogginess. Hayden’s face begins to light up with joy, as he realizes how close he is in reaching his destination. Unbeknownst to the New Age Champion, is the rising Metal Dragon, lifting himself off the chain-link despite his body pleading for him not to do so. Marked with his usual disposition of truculence, the Tennessean moves toward the second ladder, hoisting it off the ground, strategically placing its head across on of the ladder rungs, creating a ramp. After his display of architectural prowess, the Metallic One takes a step back, and upon locking his eyes on the oblivious Hayden Hardkore, makes a sprint up the ladder ramp. With Hardkore completely vulnerable and unable to react in time to defend himself, the man of Golden Words lowers his shoulders, driving his shoulder blade into Hayden’s solar plexus with a force packed with malicious intent. With her body having ameliorated from Despy and Dom’s beatdown, Wolverina locks her eyes on the plummeting titans. Though her body has recuperated, her mind hasn’t, as the fear and trepidation radiates from her. With trembling lips and eyes widened in horror, the first queen of Deathmatches can only spectate, sitting helplessly as Hayden lands onto the chain-link with Rob Browne landing on top.
"Through the Dragon's mouth and into the fire goes Hayden Hardkore!" "Wolverina just witnessed her boyfriends dismemberment. Dragonfire off the ladder." "He speared Hayden into retirement!" "Kinda like what I did to Matt in EVPW!" "Yet you still don't garnish any respect from your peers. Tragic Ryan, just tragic!"
Much to Wolvie’s chagrin, the arena was in pure bedlam, cheering vociferously for the most recent exhibition of brutality from Metal Dragon. As “THIS IS AWESOME” chants continue to flood the stadium, Wolverina is forced to cease her sulking as she rises to her feet. As the Nebraskan princess moves toward the ladder in hopes of continuing her inspiring performance, Jerry Nate and Dustin Delta both begin to stir. The first to their being Double D, still demonstrating signs of dizziness from the lightning strike known as the SKO. After rotating his head from side to side to shake the cobwebs, Dustin moves in on Wolverina. DD swings violently though the electric ambiance, but fails to connect as Wolverina circumvents the maneuver. With Delta unbalanced, and stumbling like a drunk, Wolverina quickly leaps onto a ladder rung with one foot, before using that same foot to springing back. As Dustin finally turns, Wolverina swings her free leg across her body, driving her foot behind the back of the former King of Deathmatches head, blasting him in the cranium and sending him collapsing to the chain-link. While the sound of the innovative Enziguiri like maneuver resonates throughout the arena, Wolverina makes her way back to the ladder, this time beginning to climb it. As she continues her ascent, Jerry Nate finally reaches his feet, moving toward her position with haste. After climbing on the ladder ramp, Nate begins ascending up the ladder opposite of Wolverina’s side. Driven by desperation, adrenaline, and apprehension, Wolvie begins raining down fists upon Nate’s bloodied head, looking to widen the gashes across his face and ultimately send him crashing from the ladder. As she continues to slug him with combination of lefts and rights with a mixture of malice and precision identical to her fallen boyfriend’s, James Daniels suddenly begins to rise.
Running on impulse alone, Desperado plods toward Wolverina before reaching for her foot. Though his attempt to apprehend the Nebraskan native is unsuccessful, it does enough to distract Wolvie, allowing Jerry Nate to overcome her punching onslaught and prevent her from escaping. Plowing his fist into her gut, Nate forces Wolverina to double over on the ladder. As his foes continue to jockey for position at the top of the ladder, Desperado circles around to the ladder ramp, slowly crawling along it before scaling the second ladder. As he reaches Jerry Nate, the New Yorker encircles his arms around his waist before clasping his hands together, entrapping Metal Dragon’s lackey in waistlock. Having been subdued, Jerry Nate quickly wraps his arms underneath Wolvie’s armpits, capturing the weakened Nebraskan in his clutches. As Despeardo violently bridges his back whilst dragging Nate off the ladder, the Satisfying One pulls Wolverina off the top. As the Queen of Deathmatches and the apple of the Kiwi legends eye soars overtop Nate’s head, Jerry and Desperado land supinely across the ladder ramp. The weight of the three is enough to break the ladder, while the force is more than enough to evoke screams and yelps of agony from the fallen superstars.
Jesus Christ, Allah , Buddah or to whomever you pray to folks, Holy Fucking Shit!!! "German Suplex from Desperado all the while Jerry Nate Belly to Bellied Wolverina!" It's been the "Age of the Fall" tonight. Its always funnier watching these guys plummet from ladders when you've experienced it yourself. "Lucky for me, retirement doesn't involve such an activity!"
The audience had gotten its monies worth tonight, as they looked on, eyes fixated on 8 men pushed beyond their limits. Careers were dangerously shortened, with both bone and spirit likely broken by the Nexus while the third and final phase was still yet to come.
TBCB
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