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Post by KingBear/Brett Steel on Apr 17, 2007 20:51:00 GMT -5
"Stupify" by Distrubed can be heard off in the distance near the parking lot. As time goes by, the music keeps getting louder and louder until a green Jeep Wrangler screams into the parking lot. The music blares as Brett Steel can be seen in the driver seat singing along and really getting into the music. After the song is over he turns off the car and stands up in his jeep. He then grabs the roll bar and flips over the top of it and lands swiftly on his feet outside the Jeep. A large grin stretches across his face as he goes running into the arena getting himself pumped up for his match. As he is running down the halls he's throwing random jabs and warming himself up. He then comes to a scaffold in one of the hallways and quickly runs straight at it before climbing up at full speed with ease. He grins again before running and diving between the platform and the bar, as he hits the ground, he rolls quickly and pops up to his feet. A short while later... JP: Wow, what a night so far?! We've seen so many great matches tonight and this one is going to top off the night for everyone. Two superstars, Vladimir Strife and Brett Steel, bring a brawl backstage and a sneak attack in a hospital parking lot to the ring in this Pay Per View! The action will be hot!!! Ray: And so will the Fighty fighty persons! Brett is coming back from that dislocated elbow and Vlad is coming back from his damaged legs to fight in this match. I cant wait to see the Fighty fighty persons, err I mean out-'come'. Heh... JP: I cant sit through much more of your commentating fairy bo- "Free Fallin" by Tom Petty begins to play over the PA as the lights go out. The titantron flickers to life with a man skydiving as the song plays, randomly throughout the scene, a shot of Brett playing this song with a band is seen with him as the lead Vocalist. The lights quickly begin to flicker as Brett jumps out onto the stage with a huge explosion. He then runs down the ramp, creating a wave on the left side before running back up the right side and creating a second wave. Lizzie: This match is scheduled for One Fall! First introducing, weighing in at 219lbs, the man of the hour, your Friendly Steel Saviour, the self proclaimed Technical master, BRETT STEEL! Brett continues to grin wide as he slowly walks down the ramp, this time waving to the fans. After the short walk, Brett climbs the steps into the ring and jumps over the top rope before running to one of the four turnbuckles and jumping up to the second rope. He throws his arms in the air and the fans go insane as he jumps down and repeats the same on all four corners of the ring. JP: Brett really does look psyched for this match Ray. I cant wait to see what he can do! Ray: He also looks hot and I wish I could see what he can do in the sack! JP: I'm gonna hurt you bad! TBC ((OOC, sorry it took so long, I passed out last night ))
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Post by Vladimir T. Strife on Apr 18, 2007 0:07:28 GMT -5
"And introducing his opponent... weighing in at 269 pounds, he is the Hardcore King... Vladimir T. STRRRIFE!"
"All Hail the New Flesh" begins to blare throughout the arena, shaking the ground lightly. As the drums kick in, Vladimir steps out from behind the curtain in his raven blue long sleeve and black pants. His wrestling boots seem to be a bit different as he points proudly to the VTS written down them. He looks around at the thousands of standing fans, most of which are booing him and screaming angrily at him.
Vladimir grins evily as adrenaline begins to pump heavily through his veins, the energy in the arena psyching him up for the match. Vladimir reaches down and pulls on the strap at the back of the belt, unbuckling it. He holds it up high into the air with one hand on the strap to show it around. Vladimir walks down to the ring slowly and tosses the belt off to the side for Jimmy to watch. He locks eyes with Brett as he walks up the steps slowly, an understanding in their eyes that neither was holding back tonight.
JP: This match is going to be an intense one, ladies and gentlemen. Both of these men want this victory so badly, it isn't even funny! Ray: But Vladimir already won once, Brett's going to want it more, so the hero wins in the end, so I was right, you were wrong!! JP: This will be a lot different though. In the Asylum Match, Brett was walking into Vlad's territory. I don't think anybody would have done as well as Brett did given the circumstances of and in that match. This however is a singles match. Vladimir's going to be handicapped by not being able to use his weapons he's grown so attached to. Ray: Well, my prediction is Brett wins by tap out. JP: I say Brett by DQ. $5? Ray: ....You have a gambling problem, JP. Make it $30 and you're on. JP: Deal.
Vladimir steps through the ropes and leans up stretches against them, grinning at the demented intentions in his mind. Brett Steel calls the referee over to him and has a word with him, telling him to pat down Vlad for weapons. The referee nods and walks over to Vladimir, explaining to him that he was going to pat him down to make sure the match stayed clean.
Ray: WAit! Let me do it! I want to pat Vladimir down! I'll check really well, I promise!! JP: Shut up.. *smacks him*
Vladimir grins and mouths the word "Pu$$y" at Brett, lifting his arms up for the referee to check him. The referee pats at Vladimir arms, finding nothing. He moves down to his chest and sides, again finding nothing. As he pats across Vladimir's hips though, he sighs and holds out his hand. Vladimir rolls his eyes and reaches into his pocket, pulling out a can of pepper spray and handing it to the referee. The referee looks sternly at him and Vladimir sighs and takes out the brass knucks, handing them to the ref as well.
The referee hands them to the time keeper and then goes to start the match. Brett tells him to check Vladimir more and so he shrugs his shoulder and does it. The referee pats down Vladimirs left leg and looks at him in disbelief. Vladimir looks annoyed and lifts up his pants leg high and pulls the lead pipe out of the front of his boot. He then pulls the one out of the back and tosses them out of the ring. The referee pats down his other leg and yells at Vladimir.
"What the hell!? Come on!"
Vladimir pulls up the pants leg and pulls off the ducttape that is holding the chain wrapped around his lower leg. He throws the chain out and the referee looks at Brett and tells him he got everything. Vlad grabs the referee and spins him around, throwing him between the top and middle turnbuckles, slamming him shoulder first into the turnpost. He goes through the ropes and crashes to the apron and then the floor.
Vladimir turns around and Brett rushes him, but catches a boot to the crotch that drops him to his knees in pain. Vlad kicks him in the face and Brett rolls out of the ring, looking at Vlad with hatred as he await a new referee to come down.
TBCB Brett
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Post by KingBear/Brett Steel on Apr 19, 2007 22:04:59 GMT -5
A new referee begins to run down the ramp as Vladimir and Brett quickly tie up in the middle of the ring. Brett trying to use his technical skill to his advantage and Vlad knowing he has a bit of a strength advantage over Brett. The ref quickly slides into the ring and signals for the bell as Vladimir finally gets the upper hand in the tie up and hip tosses Brett. As Brett goes over, he nimbly places his feet on the mat and stumbles a bit before leaping up with a heel kick to a surprised Vlad. JP: What speed and balance shown there by Brett! Ray: I wonder what other things he can do... JP: I'm sure he's good with any technical move and.... JEEZ! *smacks Ray* Ray: Hey! I was being serious... Kinda... Vladimir and Brett both scramble to their feet, both barely fazed by the quick series of attacks. As they both make it to a standing position, Brett quickly moves in and ties up with Vladimir again, this time Vlad tries an arm drag and Brett goes with him but uses Vlads weight against him and throws him to the mat as well. Brett then moves in to lock in a body scissor but Vlad elbows Brett in the ribs and he quickly pulls back from the leg scissors. Ray: Kinky... JP: Not you again... Brett slowly scoots away from Vlad before climbing to his feet as Vlad shakes off the confusoin from the reversed arm drag and climbs back up to his feet himself. Brett and Vlad then begin to circle around the ring, making small motions towards eachother to find some kind of weakness. Both men a look of determination on their faces as they fake shoot at eachother, after a bit Brett shoots in on Vlad and Vlad quickly dodges the shoot and grabs Brett by the arm and pushes him to continue his run into the ropes. Brett bounces off of the ropes and runs straight into a clothesline from Vlad who stands over Brett with a sick grin on his face. JP: Wow Brett sure isnt having much fun in the ring right now! He's getting tossed around like a rag doll by the heavier and stronger Vladimir Strife. Ray: I wish one of them would toss ME like a rag doll... Brett slowly begins to climb to his feet when Vlad stomps him back into the mat with a laugh, again, Brett begins to get up when Vlad begins stomping him repeatedly in the back. After a few stomps, Brett turns over to his back and covers his face as Vlad stomps his stomach. After a few more stomps, Brett quickly grabs Vlads leg and twists it and takes him down, he then scrambles over and locks in an ankle lock on Vlad. Vlad groans in pain before pushing up from the mat with his arms and twisting away from Brett, the two men then stand up quickly. This time Brett goes to speer Vlad and Vlad dodges the speer and sends Brett through the first and second ropes to the mat below the ring. The ref begins his count and Vlad slowly moves to the outside forcing the ref to stop his count. He then grabs Brett as he's getting up and rams his shoulder into the ring post with a smile of satisfaction on his face as Brett falls to the mats in pain. He then stomps the shoulder of Brett while he's down before helping him up and pushing him into the ring. He then climbs in himself and forces the ref to stop his count, Vlad then walks over to Brett to pick him up and Brett somehow turns it into an arm drag takedown. JP: Vlad is really punishing Brett out here tonight compared to what Brett is doing to Vlad. Ray: I dont know if Brett is going to win anymore... Brett slowly climbs to his feet after the arm drag and is surprised by a DDT from a quickly recovered Vladimir Strife. Bretts head bounces off of the mat as his body flips over from the forceful impact that Vladimir caused. Vladimir then pushes Brett up to a sitting position and grabs his arms, putting Brett into a bow and arrow hold. Brett groans in pain as Vlad continues to wrench on his arms trying to force him to give up. After realizing it was too soon to get Brett to tap out, Vlad releases the hold as Brett flops to the mat favoring his shoulders. JP: That shoulder of Bretts is probably going to get dislocated tonight... Ray: Stop wishing something like that on him! JP: I'm not wishing anything fairy boy! Brett slowly rolls over to his stomach and begins to push his way to his feet only to get stomped down by Vlad again. This time Vlad picks Brett up off the mat and ducks his head between his legs, he then quickly pops Brett up to his shoulders going for a powerbomb but Brett swings his feet out from behind Vlad and turns the powerbomb into a high end DDT, planting Vlads head to the mat and causing him to shoot up before flopping over like a fish. JP: Wow, what a reversal by Brett right there! And what strength from Vlad! Ray: They're both sexy... JP: We know, we know.. Brett and Vlad both lay on the mat, trying to catch their breath after the quick series of events so early in the match. The ref begins his count after realizing both men were down, by the count of 5 both men make it to their feet in the ring. Vlad places his hand on a nearby turnbuckle for balance before pushing away and moving forward to meet Brett in the middle of the ring. The two quickly tie up in the middle of the ring and Vlad begins taunting Brett with dirty words and anything else he can think of. Brett, out of anger, quickly drops the tie up to shoot in for a spinebuster but Vlad uses the shoot in to his advantage and sidewalk slams Brett to the mat. JP: Wow, I think Vlad is one of the few men that can actually piss Brett off. Ray: I like him when he's angry, he used to be even more sexy when he was a bad guy... JP: Do you always have to make fairy boy comments? Ray: Yes *JP sighs* Vlad spins around Bretts body from the sidewalk slam and locks in a painful camel clutch on Brett, wrenching his back and neck at the same time. The ref walks over to Brett to ask him if he wants to give up but Brett shakes his head no and pushes the ref away. Vlad sees this and wrenches the hold even more, applying twice as much pressure to the stress points. Brett groans in pain and the ref asks him again and again Brett says no and pushes the ref away. Vladimir sighs lightly to himself before releasing the hold and moving off of Brett who just lays on the mat, gripping at his back. JP: Vladimir really isnt giving Brett any breaks is he... Ray: Why would he? After a short rest Brett begins to push his way from the mat only to get stomped back down yet again by Vladimir. Vlad laughs lightly as he kicks Brett in the ribs before jumping over him and running towards the ropes. Vlad hits the ropes, rebounds back and jumps in the air for a leg drop only to land flat on the mat, compressing his spine slightly. Brett slowly pushes his way to his feet before moving around behind Vlad and locking in a sleeper hold. ((Sorry, you know, I get tired after work... If this were just a weekend thing it'd be easier ))
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Post by Vladimir T. Strife on Apr 20, 2007 14:43:41 GMT -5
Brett holds on to Vladimir's head as tight as he can and wrenches on it, shooting pain through Vlad's neck. Vladimir grabs at his arm, trying to pull it off, but seems like he can't get enough of a hold to pull him off. Vladimir plants his feet on the mat and pushes up, slowly pulling himself and Brett up to their feet. He yells out in pain and screams at the referee that Brett is pulling his hair. As the referee tries to check out the claim, Vladimir rears his leg between Brett's and causes the break.
The referee looks at Brett as he lets go and falls to the mat holding his crotch. He scolds Vladimir and Vlad acts confused, trying to play innocent.
JP: Oh, come on! That was just low! Ray: See, things like that are why I could never be with Vladimir. JP: Yeah,sure, totally has nothing to do with him not liking men..
Vladimir walks over and apologizes to Brett and holds out his arm to help him up, trying to lure him in again. Brett grabs his wrist and wraps his legs around Vladimir's arm, pulling him down to the mat with an armbar. He wrenches it tightly in anger as Vladimir yells out in pain and reaches out frantically for the ropes. He finds them after a minute and the referee makes Brett let go of the hold.
The men get up to their feet and slowly approach one another, moving around in a circle as they look for their next spot. Vlad comes at him with a quick high boot, but Brett ducks underneath it. He sweeps his foot back and takes out Vlad's grounded leg, sending him down on his back. Brett quickly grabs Vladimir's leg and pulls it up over his head, then flips him over into a stretch muffler. Vladimir again frantically reaches out for the ropes, but comes up short. Brett kneels down with the hold, planting his knee into Vladimir's lower back.
JP: Wow! Brett's really punishing Vlad here, but after that cheap shot, is it a wonder It doesn't matter what you had for dinner! Ray: Brett's punishing him alright, sending Vladimir screaming in ecstacy! ..I mean agony.
Vladimir struggles more and after a few moments, stretches out enough to finally get a couple of fingers on the ropes. The referee calls for the break and Brett looks at him, annoyed. The referee starts his count and Brett holds the move to the count of 4, making sure to get in all the damage he can. As he lets go, Vladimir grabs at his knee and pulls himself to the turnbuckle, looking at Brett with eyes of malice.
Vladimir pulls himself up using the ropes and Brett comes in quickly with a kick to the knee that almost sends him back down. Brett then grabs his wrist and pulls him out of the turnbuckle with a burst of power, sending Vladimir across the ring and into the opposite turnbuckle. Vladimir slams into it and Brett comes following after, leaping high into the air for a splash. A boot to the chest stops him shortly though, mowing him down in place.
JP: Jesus, that was a big boot! I can't even tell who has the upper hand anymore! Ray: I think Vlad does, he just hit Brett with a mighty big knee drop!
Vladimir grins as he's getting back up and stumbles a slight bit. Brett grabs his ankle, but he kicks back with his other leg and slams it into Brett's solar plexis. Brett rolls over and holds his stomach for a second before getting up to his feet. He rushes Vladimir with a quick clothesline as he turns around and drops him to the mat. Both men hurry back up to their feet and Brett nails him with another, slamming him down again. As they get up again, Vlad finds himself near the ropes and Brett comes in with a spear. He slams into Vlad's stomach and both men go tumbling out through the ropes.
JP: Brett almost ripped him apart with that spear, that was just vicious! Ray: It was pretty hard, but it wasn't really anything that might split through him. JP: Shut up, you know what I meant!
The referee begins his count, but Brett is back up by a mere 3. He pulls Vladimir to his feet and throws him back into the ring, not wanting to win by a countout. Following back in, Brett gets up to his feet and grabs one of Vladimir's leg, looking to do some damage to it. He stomps down on his hamstring a couple of times, then twists it quickly to the side. Vlad grunts and groans in pain as his leg is stomped and torqued. Brett again twists it a couple of times and slams his knee down onto the hamstring. Vlad kicks at him with his free leg, but Brett simply grabs it, anticipating it already.
Brett steps through Vladimir's legs and grapevines them. He looks out at the audience as he locks Vladimir's feet under his arm and throws up the other arm with a #1 taunt. He flips Vladimir over and pulls him away from the ropes as Vladimir reaches out for them as fast as he can. Brett pulls him to the middle of the ring and sits down on the small of his back, locking in the Stressing To The Breaking Point. Vladimir screams out in pain as the referee drops down beside him, waiting to see if he gives in to the hold.
JP: BRETT'S GOT IT LOCKED IN! STRESSING TO THE BREAKING POINT!! Ray: Vladimir doesn't look like he can take much more, this might be over pretty quickly!
TBCB Brett
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Post by KingBear/Brett Steel on Apr 21, 2007 16:08:37 GMT -5
Brett continues to apply his Stressing to the Breaking Point on Vlad, letting out growls and yells to help keep his strength up as Vladimir struggles to get free from the hold. The ref checks Vlad to see if he's going to tap and Vlad shoves him away as Brett continues to apply the hold, screaming for more power as the crowd goes insane. Eventually Vlad is able to use his strength advantage to pull himself to the ropes, the ref calls for a rope break and Brett reluctantly releases the hold. JP: Brett could have had the win right there if it werent for Vlad being stronger than him. Lucky me because I didnt have to lose my bet so early... Whew! Ray: I hate you... Someone needs to make Vlad tap so I can get SOME of my money back! (I forgot who bet for who last time ) Brett leans against a nearby turnbuckle as Vlad milks the submission hold for as long as he can. After a while he begins to stand up and grins at Brett who's shaking his head in dissapointment at the tactic. Brett and Vlad then begin to move closer to eachother, with a push off of the turnbuckle from Brett. The two move in to tie up but Vlad delivers a vicious knee to the stomach of Brett before planting him to the mat with a painful DDT. He then picks Brett up and pounds a heavy fist into the jaw of Brett, sending him stumbling backwards in agony. Vlad grins lightly as he knees Brett in the forhead, popping him up again before dropping him straight to the mat with a decisive uppercut, nearly knocking his head off. JP: Vlad really is taking advantage of his strength right now... Ray: Yeah yeah, y'know if Vlad wins neither of us do... Vlad drops to the mat for a pin, resting lightly on Brett's body with hands in the air for a taunting victory. The ref quickly begins his count and Vlad grins even more wicked as he pulls up the shoulder of Brett, breaking up the count. He then picks Brett up and lifts him into a firemans carry position with ease, Brett's body laying limply over his shoulders. Vlad then spins around a bit before popping Brett up and slamming him down with a destructive body slam. JP: Brett is laying limp on the canvas. I think Vlad put him out cold! Ray: This isnt good for my wallet... JP: Is that all you think about? Ray: No, I think about sex a lot too... JP: I hate you... Vlad rolls Brett over to his back and looks down at him with a smirk of triumph, he places his foot lightly on Bretts chest and stands there as the ref drops to count the pin. Before the ref can reach three, Brett grabs Vlad's foot and yanks it out from under him, dropping him to his back and popping his shoulder up to stop the count. Brett then spins around and wraps his legs around the thigh of Vladimir before locking in an ankle lock. Vlad cries out from the surprising pain in his ankle as he kicks at Brett with his free leg trying to get him to release the hold. JP: Wow, what determination by Brett, taking the beating with that free leg of Vlad's just to get a possible victory. Ray: AND MONEY FOR ME!!! After a few more sizeable kicks, Brett quickly shifts his attention to the attacking leg and hooks it under his arm. But this lack of focus on the ankle of Vlad give Vlad enough time to break free from the hold with a swift boot to the chin of Brett. Vlad then scurries away from Brett, favoring his sore ankle before using the ropes near him to stand. He winces slightly as he puts weight on the injured ankle before looking at Brett with a glare of pure evil. JP: Brett better get up soon or Vlad is going to get ME some money tonight! Ray: Hey! You're saying Vlad is going to just beat the tar out of Brett with a weapon arent you?! JP: Maybe... Brett slowly begins to stand as Vlad begins to search under the ring after climbing out, Brett glances around the ring slowly and notices Vlad coming out from under the apron with a baseball bat in hand. He grins wickedly before looking up into a baseball sliding boot from Brett, sending him to the mats outside. Brett then quickly climbs out of the ring and causes the ref to restart his count from 7, he tosses the bat to the side and helps Vlad up before rolling him into the ring. JP: Brett really wants a REAL victory tonight doesnt he? Ray: Of course he does! He wants to make Vlad tap out... Remember? JP: Thats just what you want! Brett slides into the ring after Vlad and helps him up to his feet but Vlad quickly thrusts a finger into the eye of Brett. Brett pops up gripping at his eye and the ref sees this and gives Vlad another warning about illegal moves. Vlad turns to the ref and says "Ok" before punching him in the face and powerbombing him to the mat. He then slides out of the ring and grabs his chain from the ring attendant and climbs back into the ring. Brett quickly comes at Vlad with a clothesline and Vlad ducks the move, holding his chain up and catching Brett's arm before wrapping the chain around it and pulling Brett into a modified Full Nelson. JP: OH GOD! Vlad knocked out the ref and is using an illegal weapon! Somebody should do something! Ray: Yeah! Get another ref in here AFTER Brett starts winning so Brett can get a win by submission. JP: That really is all you think about... Vlad then pops Brett up, throwing his feet off center and slams his face into the mat with a Full Nelson Slam. Vlad slowly rolls Brett over, who is holding his nose, and pulls the chain free before whipping Brett across the stomach with it. Brett lets out a bone chilling cry of pain as Vlad whips him across the stomach with the chain again. Vlad grins wickedly as he wraps the chain around his fist and helps Brett up before leveling him yet again with a direct shot to the jaw from the chain wrapped fist. Vlad then drops to the mat to cover for the win after unravelling the chain from his fist. JP: I think Vlad forgot that he knocked out the ref! Ray: YAY! TBC
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Post by Vladimir T. Strife on Apr 23, 2007 15:12:48 GMT -5
Vladimir pushes the chain out of the ring fully as a new referee comes running down to ringside. Vladimir covers Brett again and the pin begins. 1...2.. kickout. Vladimir looks in shock at Brett and starts to get frustrated. Vladimir gets quickly up to his feet and jumps straight up, pulling his feet up and dropping down with his knees. Brett rolls out of the way just in time and Vlad's knees drive down hard into the mat.
JP: There's an opening, let's see if Brett can make the most of it here. I sure hope. Ray: Make him tap! Make him tap!
Brett rushes up to his feet and hits Vladimir with a hard clothesline, sending him down on his back. He kicks Vlad in the ribs hard a few times, not giving any time for him recover. Brett then hooks one on Vlad's legs and flips him over on his stomach, pulling back hard on it. Vladimir growls out at the pain and tries to make his way to the ropes. Brett squats down and puts his weight on Vlad's lower back, keeping him from moving.
JP: No! Don't tap Vladimir! Don't do it! Ray: Do it! Do it!! Come on! JP pushes Ray out of his chair: Shut up! Don't tap Vlad!
Vladimir pushes down on the mat and then flips himself back onto his back, relieving the pressure and pulling his leg loose. He grabs onto Brett's ankle and begins to twist it hard, screaming at him that he'll break it if he doesn't tap out. Brett grabs onto Vladimir's nearby ankle and follows the example though, putting him in an ankle lock as well. Both men lay in the middle of the ring, wrenching one another's ankles and screaming out in pain.
JP: Well, this is pretty unusual. It seems that both men have one another in ankle locks! Which one will cave first under this pressure? Ray: Come on, Brett! Break it! Make him tap!!
After a moment, Brett begins to get the upper hand, holding tightly onto Vlad's ankle. Vladimir begins rolling over, causing Brett to roll as well until they reach the ropes. Vladimir lets go and grabs onto the ropes, making the referee call for the break. Brett holds it again to the full extent of the count and let's go just in time to prevent getting disqualified. He rolls a little away from Vlad and Vlad rolls out of the ring, taking some time to recoup. The referee begins a count out, but Vlad rolls back in at 7, ready to go at it again.
JP: Well, looks like neither of them are ready to call it quits yet. This ones going to be a while, I can already tell. Call the popcorn guy over hear, Ray. Ray: That does sound good!
Ray calls over the popcorn vendor and gets them some snacks, handing some popcorn and a drink over to JP.
Brett rushes in for a spear and Vladimir leaps out of the way, leaving the referee in the path of the vicious tackle. Brett pops up afterwards and looks down in shock at what he's done. He shakes the referee and tries to wake him up while Vladimir rolls out of the ring and lifts up the apron. Vladimir rolls back into the ring with the barbed wire wrapped brick and smiles as he lines up Brett. Vladimir launches it at Brett's head, but he sees him before he does and moves out of the way. The brick heads out of the ring and slams into the skull of the popcorn vendor, taking him off of his feet and knocking him out.
JP: HOLY SH*T!!! Watch what the hell you're doing! That could have hit us!! Ray begins to steal what is left of the popcorn buckets and sets them up on the table. Ray: Thanks Vlad!
Brett rushes at Vladimir and this time hits the spear he had been looking for earlier. He takes Vladimir off of his feet and slams him down hard against the mat, rattling the ring. Brett moves up quickly, sitting on Vladimir chest as he slams his elbows against Vlad's head. Brett carries on for a moment before getting a bit worn out, then rolls off of Vladimir and out of the ring. He picks up Vladimir's chain and rolls back into the ring with it, ready for some payback. Brett swings hard and nails Vladimir across the lower back with it as he's trying to roll away. Vladimir screams out in pain and rubs at his back as he rolls out of the ring.
JP: WOW! What a shot! Brett's going to fight fire with fire and show Vladimir what it's like! Ray: I don't care what he does, as long as he makes Vladimir tap out and wins me some money!
Vladimir reaches in and grabs Brett's foot as he is getting near and pulls it out from under him. He pulls Brett out of the ring and slams his arm across Brett's chest, throwing him back into the apron with a clothesline. Brett tries to swing the chain at Vlad, but he grabs it and uses it to pull Brett in again for another clothesline, sending him sprawling to the mats. Vladimir pulls the chain away and throws it off to the side, stomping away on Brett's chest.
JP: Another turn in this match, Vladimir gaining the upperhand now as he is stomping away on Brett! Ray: Hey, look, another referee!! JP: Finally.... Wait a minute, that's no referee! That's Kingbear!!
Kingbear comes running down to the ring, wearing the black and white referee shirt and taps Vlad on the shoulder. Vlad looks back with a wide grin and the two pick up Brett and roll him into the ring. Kingbear gets into the ring as Vladimir picks up his chain, wrapping it around his fist. As he slides back into the ring, Kingbear conveniently begins to yell at a fan at ringside, turning his back to them. Vladimir grabs Brett's hair and begins to pummel into his forehead with the chain over and over again. After a moment, he takes the chain off and slides it out of the ring, then pulls Brett up to his feet.
JP: Come on, this isn't fair at all! Ray: You should say it louder, I don't think they can hear you. JP: Yeah.. I don't want them to hear me anyhow, you idiot!
Vladimir leans over and lifts Brett up on his shoulders, smiling as he gets ready for the PainKiller. Realizing where he is though and what's next, Brett wraps his legs and arms around Vladimir's arms, then leans back. Brett falls to the mat, pulling Vladimir down with him as well. As he does, he rolls over and pushes Vladimir's shoulders against the mats, looking to pay off from outsmarting him and get the pin. Kingbear ignores it though and still acts like he's arguing with a fan.
JP: What the hell!? Come on! Brett had it won right there!
Brett lets go and gets up to his feet, walking over to the large referee and pushing him. As he turns around and Brett realizes it's Kingbear, his heart sinks, knowing his chances of winning are now slim to none. Kingbear pushes back and as Brett is heading backwards, Vladimir scoops his arm across his inner thigh and rolls him back and into a pin. Kingbear drops for the count. 1.2. Brett kicks out swiftly from the fast count and lays on the mat, trying to think of a way to survive and put Vlad in his place.
TBCB Brett
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Post by KingBear/Brett Steel on Apr 24, 2007 18:52:20 GMT -5
KingBear steps back a bit with a grin on his face as Vlad quickly moves over and picks Brett up from the mat by his head. Brett knocks his hands away and punches Vlad in the stomach a few times, after about four punches, KingBear moves in and breaks up the fight warning Brett about "Low Blows" as Vlad pretends to favor his groin. Brett sighs and walks past KingBear towards Vlad who quickly comes in with a clothesline, planting the surprised superstar to the mat.
JP: Oh man, the odds are REALLY stacked against Brett right now...
Ray: I know, I kinda like this... Can I change my vote to Vlad wins by pin?
JP: NO!
Vlad quickly drops down to cover Brett and KingBear follows up with a fast 1.2. but Brett is barely able to kick out, knowing he has almost no chance in hell at winning. Vlad pounds the mat angrily and glares at Brett before slowly standing up. Brett then quickly spins up and sweeps Vlads legs out from under him, he continues to spin after the sweep and spins to a standing position before jumping in the air with a leg drop to the chest of Vlad. He then drops down for the cover and KingBear takes his time to get to the mat before counting the pin. 1....... Vlad kicks out easily because of the slow count.
JP: Cmon ref! Make the match fair!
Ray: Yeah! We've got money on this match!
Brett growls and starts yelling at the ref angrily about the slow count, suddenly Vlad quickly hooks under him and rolls him up with a school boy. KingBear drops to the mat quickly as Brett's legs are kicking in the air, he quickly pounds the mat, 1.2. and Brett is BARELY able to kick out before the fast three. Vlad grins lightly as he steps backwards, waiting for Brett to get up. As Brett stands, Vlad runs in with a quick knee to the stomach of Brett, curling him up in pain. Vlad then drops and elbow to the back of the head of Brett, forcing him to the mat, with a sadistic grin, Vlad quickly flips Brett over and locks in a figure four close to the ropes. Just as he's doing so, KingBear turns around and begins yelling at a nearby fan who's calling him and Vlad names. Brett quickly grabs the ropes to release himself from the figure four but, much to his dismay, KingBear isnt paying attention to the move. Brett yells out as Vlad continues to apply the hold, adding more pressure to the move by grabbing the ropes for some leverage. KingBear continues to argue with the fan as Brett cries out in pain from the figure four, after a while Vlad begins pounding on the mat and KingBear turns around and "sees" Brett's hand on the rope, he calls for a rope break and begins a very slow count. Before the 5, Vlad finally releases the figure four on Brett who is nearly crying from the pain.
JP: This just isnt right, this has turned into a beat up on Brett moment...
Ray: I know! I'm gonna lose money!
JP: Thats all you think about you insensitive prick... Brett is in there getting manhandled by Vlad with the help of the "ref". And all you're worried about is the money..
Ray: And?
*JP smacks Ray upside his head as the match goes on*
Brett slowly pulls himself out to the apron as Vlad laughs sadistically at the pain he has caused Brett. After allowing a short rest, Vlad moves over to Brett and leans through the ropes to pick him up. Out of desperation, Brett quickly grabs the head of Vlad and falls off of the apron, slamming the neck of Vlad onto the ropes and sending him bouncing back into the ring. KingBear quickly kneels down and checks on Vlad to make sure he's ok before realizing Brett is outside the ring and starting a quick count. Brett is barely able to make it into the ring after a very short breather before the 10 count. KingBear curses lightly under his breath as Brett crawls over towards Vlad, he grabs onto the ankle of Vlad and locks in a painful Steel Masterlock on Vlad, returning the favor from before. Vlad begins crawling towards the ropes and Brett pulls him back away from the ropes, Vlad uses his superior strength to get just out of reach of the ropes and KingBear quickly grabs the bottom rope and pulls it towards Vlad. He then calls a rope break and quickly counts to 4, barely giving Brett a chance to release the hold before being disqualified.
JP: This is just plain ridiculous, it's two Titans vs one Angel from my understanding.. I cant believe whats going on here...
Ray: I can, it's KingBear and Vlad, two of the most sadistic men in wrestling history. They beat up a cripple for crying out loud!
Brett slowly pulls himself to his feet with a slight limp as he favors his knee. Vlad is quick to follow, barely feeling anything from that figure four because the hold was broken up so fast. Brett sways to the side a bit before pushing off with his good leg and running in for a quick Stainless Nail. Vlad falls to the mat, sending Brett shoulder first into a turnbuckle, a sickening pop sounds throughout the arena as Brett cries out in pain. Vlad smiles lightly to himself, seeing his opportunity to work a certain spot before laughing with KingBear. He then moves forward and picks Brett up slowly, Brett tries to fight back but Vlad punches him a few times in his injured shoulder, slowing him down a lot. Vlad then quickly punches Brett in the face before bending him down and popping him up in a pile driver position, but instead of a pile driver, he shifts it so that Bretts shoulder will land on his knee. Vlad then drops to the mat and lets Brett slide down, slamming his injured shoulder even harder with a painful shoulder breaker.
JP: I cant watch anymore, Brett cant do anything really..
Ray: My money!
Brett cries out in agony as he rolls around on the canvas, gripping at his shoulder. Vlad grins even moreso as he grabs the injured arm of Brett and pops it up before yanking it down. Brett then rolls over as his arm limply lays across his chest, his other hand holding onto his shoulder to try to protect it out of instinct. Vlad laughs lightly to himself, his grin getting even wider as he picks Brett up, he inspects Bretts shoulder a bit and realizes it's dislocated before laughing loudly. He tells KingBear and the two both begin laughing very loudly, enjoying the fact that they destroyed the entire arm of Bretts.
JP: Oh god, thats the same arm that was dislocated at the last pay per view! Soon, Brett wont even be able to move his right arm! This is just wrong, they could end this poor guys career!
Ray: I'm going to cry...
Brett sways side to side as Vlad slowly begins walking towards him, Vlad jabs Brett in the shoulder lightly, making him wince and groan in pain before laughing again. He then jogs back and hits the ropes before jogging back towards Brett, going for a finishing clothesline. But out of nowhere, Brett comes in with a devastating Steel Toed Boot to the jaw of Vlad, sending him staggering back before falling to the mat lifeless. Brett, himself, then falls to the mat and begins crawling towards Vlad, his right arm dragging on the mat, in an attempt to make a pin.
TBC
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Post by Vladimir T. Strife on Apr 25, 2007 0:46:12 GMT -5
Kingbear counts to 2 and grabs Vladimir's foot, pushing it over onto the bottom rope. He stops counting and points at it, Brett looking over and shaking his head at the tactics. Brett gets up and pulls Vlad away from the ropes. He starts to stomp Vlad into the mat, looking at Kingbear and knowing he can't do anything as long as he's inside the rules. Brett drops his knee down across Vladimir's head and Kingbear grimaces, wanting to help Vlad out.
JP: Brett's playing it smart here, keeping it inside the rules so that Kingbear can't do anything about it. Ray: It will help him for a minute, but I really don't think Brett can overcome the odds right now, JP.
Brett sticks his tongue out at Kingbear as he grabs onto Vlad's wrist with his good arm and wraps his legs around the upper arm. Vladimir yells out in pain and tries to pull free of it. Kingbear tries to think of a way to help him out, but can only watch on hopelessly as he asks Vlad if he gives up. Vladimir screams no and kicks his legs up, rolling back and over Brett. The move leaves Brett on his shoulders as he holds on and Kingbear drops for the count. 1.2. Brett kicks out as he lets go right before Kingbear's hand smacks the mat a third time.
JP: That was even faster than the other counts!! Ray: *Sighs* It's our fault. We really shouldn't have expected Vlad to play by the rules.
Brett gets up quickly in a fit of rage and kicks Vladimir in the mouth, rolling him over on his back. He then leaps high into the air and lifts both of his feet back, planting both knees hard into Vlad's ribcage. Vladimir coughs and rolls away from him as he gets up. Brett walks up to him and jumps with both feet onto Vlad's back as he gets to his hands and knees. Vlad gets blasted down against the mat and Kingbear yells at him, but is unable to come up with a reason when Brett asks for one.
JP: Looks like Brett is getting some revenge here. I wonder if he can actually beat Vladimir enough to force Kingbear to count. Ray: I seriously doubt it.
As they are arguing, Vladimir gets up to his feet slowly and waits for Brett to turn around. Kingbear backs off of Brett and the unsuspecting target turns around, getting nailed with a hard punch to the mouth. Brett drops to the mat and pops back up, only to met by another. Brett pops up again, scurrying to his feet. As he does, Vladimir clasps his hands together and slams a polish hammer against Brett's jaw, dropping him and dazing him enough to keep him down.
JP: Poor Brett. He just got set up yet again. I just hope Vlad and Kingbear get this over with quickly. This is just sad.
Ray goes to speak, but stops as Savatage's Prelude to Madness begins to play over the P.A. system. The words "Don't cross the Bozz" come up on the titantron as eveyone looks to the entrance. Brett pulls himself up in the corner and watches as well, wondering what is going on.
Devin Bozz comes out from behind the curtain and walks down towards the ring, a stern look on his face. The fans cheer as he makes his way around the ring and over to the announce table, getting a microphone from Lizzie. Devin climbs into the ring and walks over to Kingbear.
"That's it! This shenanigans has gone on plenty long enough! I'm restoring some order to this match as of right now. I am taking over the referee duties and you... Kingbear. You may be my boss but I am D. BOZZ! Kingbear... you are hereby BANNED FROM RINGSIDE for the remainder of this match!!"
Vladimir rushes at Brett in the midst of all the chaos, but Brett ducks down and flips Vladimir over his back and the top rope. Vladimir drops to the outside mats with a smack as Kingbear argues with Devin. Brett decides to add in his 2 cents and runs forward, nailing Kingbear with a running shoulder. Kingbear loses his balance and falls back, spilling out through the ropes to the apron and bouncing off to the mats.
JP: YES!! FINALLY! Some order has been restored and Brett has cleaned house!! Ray: A man in charge... I like it. It's sexy.
Brett yells loudly and pounds his chest with his good hand, the crowd yelling back in cheers. He walks over to the other side of the ring to get Vlad as Devin calls security down to escort Kingbear to the back.
Vladimir is up to his feet as Brett reaches out and grabs him by the hair. He tries to pulls Vladimir to the ring, but Vladimir just spins around and throws a punch at him. Having landed by his chain, Vladimir has it wrapped around his fist. A glint of light off of the metal causes Brett's eyes to go wide before the chain and Vladimir's fist slams into his face below his left eye. Brett Steel falls backwards limply and crashes to the mat, landing motionless.
JP: NO!!! Vladimir got that chain again! Devin was too busy with Kingbear, he didn't see it! No, not like this! Not like this!!
Vladimir lets the chain drop off of his hand and to the mats, then leans against the mats exhaustedly. He kicks the chain under the ring and then slides into the ring. Devin turns around as Vladimir slowly crawls up to Brett Steel and hooks one of his legs. He rolls over and rests his back on top of Brett Steel, who is still not moving. Devin, unaware of what happened, drops to the mat and begins the count.
Tbc/End?
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Post by Vladimir T. Strife on Apr 25, 2007 14:47:35 GMT -5
Match Over
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