Triple Threat - Jake vs. Skull vs. HW

[Jake Diamond/Pavor Nocturnus]

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After the ring is cleared of various table, ladders, and other random weapons from the previous match Lizzie enters the ring to introduce the next match. Half of the arena lights quickly black out, where the odd remainders remain white as more white lights flash from the titantron rapidly and randomly and as "Remedy" by Seether begins to blare over the loud speakers. The entrance tunnel completely fills with sparks as Jake's silhouette appears and mixed cheers and chants begin to be heard from the audience. Jake bursts out of the entrance tunnel wearing black and white Chris Sabin attire and the Triumph Title.

LM: The following contest is a Triple Threat non-title match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing in at 195 pounds and hailing from right here in Washington DC. He is the current reigning Triumph Champion, Jake "The Future" Diamond!

Jake goes from one end of the entrance stage to the other taunting the fans but eventually begins to make his way down the entrance ramp. He stops at the middle of the ramp and yells a few odd words at the audience just before quickly stretching his arms out to his sides and sending off a huge single explosion from the titantron and the entrance stage.

JP: Here we are tonight in none other than Jake's hometown at the MCI Center and I'd like to thank our sponsor Full Throttle Energy Drinks.

Ray: Is Jakey really in any condition to fight tonight? Last Revelation he took some disturbing and sick bumps just to retain his Triumph Championship.

JP: Well jumping off of a twenty foot ladder onto our announce table and dropping Wreckingball through it with a Diving Elbow, and of course giving Human Wreckingball a Riverside Dive through the flaming table to pick up the win can't be good for any man.

Ray: He's still pretty cut up too, I should kiss it better...

Jake's casual walk stops short at the foot of the ring. He looks back and forth with a confident grin before hopping onto the ring apron then over the top rope. He does a Shawn Michaels' style of spin to the center of the ring before slowly raising his hands straight up in the shape of a diamond, but bringing them back down sharply into an original crotch chop. A loud and flashy single explosion shoots off each turnbuckle in unison after the crotch chop. Jake removes his title and passes it to Lizzie with a very confident grin, knowing he won't be defending his title tonight.

JP: Jesus, every since he stopped being so patriotic he's become even more c*cky and arrogant which might be a huge advantage in this match, and especially with his hometown fans behind him.

Ray: I would love nothing more to always be behind Jake...

JP: Your lucky the night is almost over, I can't take anymore of this.

Ray: Oh Jimmy I know your just fooling, now say your sorry... Ouch! Hands are for helping not hurting...

TBCB: Skull or Wreckingball

[Skull]

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The lights fade out to a dim red glow and the words [glow=red,2,300]It Came From Hell[/glow] appear on the screen as Sweet Dreams by Probot play out around the arena as Skull steps out of the tunnel to a mixture of boos and negative chants.

Lizzie: The first opponent in this match weighs in a 209lbs and is currently residing in the depths of Hell. He is the Prince of Aerialists, SKULL!

Skull crouches at the top of the entrance ramp as red sparks shoot up and down both sides. He is wearing his usual Gothic ring gear but not the cloak and his face paint is smudged and half done. The stitches in his head are still visible.

Ray: God, Skull looks a mess.
JP: One Fighty fighty person who at the moment seems to have no direction. He has a tag title shot later on tonight as well as the all important world wars match. If he applies himself he could have a good night tonight but as always i think he will find a way to not meet his potential.
Ray: Skull's had a hard month Jimmy. Look he's all jittery but at least he's out of the knee brace.
And speaking of the world wars match, both Skull and Wreckingball are members of team UK. This could be a chance for them to take out Jake Diamond and make it easier for their team later on.
JP: That's easier said than done Ray.

Skull slowly walks down the ramp as if he's still thinking about what to next when a fan in the front row throws a can of Coke at him hitting him in the face. Immediately, Skull grabs the fan by the throat with both hands and throws him over the guard rail. The fan lands hard on the ramp and Skull proceeds to punch him in the face repeatedly. It doesn't take long for security to come running down the aisle but by then the fan has already been busted open.

JP: What the hell has got into Skull.
Ray: Well I'd love to get int-
JP: I know what you're going to say and I'm being serious. This is the sort of thing Fighty fighty persons get fired for.
Ray: The fan started it. We all know Skull is a bad ass, and a very bad ass he has indeed Jimmy. That's what all the kids say isn't it? Bad means good.
JP: Shut up Ray. And more like mentally unstable than bad ass.

Security escort Skull to the ring while Jake Diamond Stands there smirking at the thought that one of his opponents could be disqualified before the match even starts.

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

The arena spotlights brighten, to a steady orange...as the fans wait.

Suddenly, the titantron switches back on...to a snowstorm pattern. A gruff voice can be heard, echoing through the arena...

Voice: He knows no mercy!
(Screenshot of Jake vs. Wreckingball, hardcore match. Wreckingball is applying the barbed wire assisted Demolition-choke, Jake is tapping like crazy, but Wreckingball simply pulls back further)

Jake winces at the memory, as the fans begin cheering heavily.
Fans: Wreckingball! Wreckingball!

Voice: And he would ask for none!
(Shot of Jake and Wreckingball both unconscious on the ring floor)

Voice: All he knows is anger...and the desire to do what is right!
(A shot of Wreckingball pinning Jake at Total Carnage)

Voice: Join him...
(Shots of The New Era in ring, and also partying backstage)

Voice: Or be utterly destroyed!
(Shots of Soundlab crawling out of the ring after their match)

Voice: He is...the one and only Human Wreckingball!

The voice fades out, to be replaced by a manic drum roll...and the song "Wipeout" by the Surfaris begins playing. As soon as the guitar enters, a shower of orange and blue sparks shoot up from either side of the backstage entrance.

The crowd are on their feet, cheering, as Wreckingball steps out from backstage.
He is wearing the same sleeveless shirt/ wrestling pants/ boots/ reflective sunglasses as normal, however there are a couple of small scars on his face that weren't there last week...obviously gained in his last match with Jake.

He steps out from the backstage, and salutes the crowd... and a long line of powerful pyrotechnic explosions shoot down the entrance ramp to the ring, and the four ringposts also erupt into bursts of orange sparks and smoke.

Once this smoke clears, Wreckingball makes his way down the side of the entry ramp, shaking the hands of fans, signing autographs and talking to the fans.

He then gets into the ring, and begins to stare Jake down.

TBC

[Skull]

JP: Welcome back. During the break Jake Diamond left the ring making this a singles match.
Ray: I don't know why he went and I'm disappointed. Now i don't get to look at his body.
JP: I'm sure we'll find out soon but this has changed the whole dynamic of the match now.

They bell rings and Skull and Wreckingball lock up with HW getting the advantage until Skull catches him off guard with a European uppercut. As HW stumbles backward, Skull runs at him and catches him off guard with a spinning leg lariat sending both Fighty fighty persons down to the mat. Skull is the first to get up and runs to the ropes. He rebounds off and tries to hit HW with a flip senton but he dodges it. Wreckingball is only on his feet for a fraction of a second before going down again, dropping an elbow onto Skull's chest.

Ray: This match is going quick, at least we won't waste our time.
JP: Don't sulk just because Jake Diamond is out of the match. I'm sure you can enjoy Skull and Human Wreckingball just as much.
Ray: Well yeah, but Wreckingball is a goody two shoes and Skull is scary.

HW gets to his feet taking Skull with him. He lifts Skull up onto his shoulders in a torture rack position. He attempts to give Skull the shock treatment but somehow Skull manages to slip out and pin HW with a sunset flip for a quick 1 count.

JP: With all the hardcore styles matches Skull has been a part of recently we haven't seen him in a singles match for a long time. I was starting to forget how good he is.
Ray: Skull may not always come out on the winning end of hardcore matches but he'll always have a place in my heart. Not as big as Jake's place but pretty big.

Both Fighty fighty persons are back on their feet and circling each other, Wreckingball clapping and trying to gain the support of the fans and Skull trying in vain to quiet them down.
HW charges at Skull with a strong clothesline but Skull ducks it and elbows HW in the gut. Following up, Skull puts HW in a 3/4 facelock with his back to him and runs to the ropes. Skull jumps onto the middle ropes still holding onto HW and rebounds off trying to bulldog HW but he reverses the move into and atomic bomb.

JP: Only the superstars of GHW show us this kind of technical skill each week.

HW picks Skull up and goes behind for a German Suplex. He lifts Skull over and hits one but maintains his grip and gets back to his feet.

Ray: Could this be the rolling German's

HW drags Skull up and takes him over for another German suplex, landing him hard on his neck. He goes for a third but this time Skull over flips, lands on his feet and powers HW down to the mat with a reverse DDT all in one motion.

Ray: So much grace. he's like a dark angel.
JP: This match has gone back and forth with a lot of reversals but as it goes on and both Fighty fighty persons tire we will see who will be able to out last their opponent and get the win.

TBC by HW (sorry it's a bit short)

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

Skull then tries to run away, to the turnbuckle- ostensibly to hit an impressive turnbuckle move on the downed Wreckingball...but as he begins to move away, Wreckingball grabs Skull's leg and begins to drag Skull down to the ground. Skull struggles to escape, but Wreckingball hangs onto the leg...and then scissors his legs around Skull's legs, and releases his arm.
Wreckingball then lies back, and begins turning his body and legs, pulling Skull to the ground.

Ray: Well, I know what I'd want to do to Skull's legs....he'd make a very good postman hehe.
JP: You never cease to disgust me.

Wreckingball moves back to Skull's leg, and sits on his thigh, scissoring Skull's thigh with his own legs. From this position, Wreckingball pulls Skull's leg out, wraps around his ankle with his left arm, and uses the other hand to twist the ankle and foot, and also then to push the foot back, stretching on the ankle and foot joints. Wrecingball then locks his left hand onto his right arm, and pulls on the ankle joint, applying pressure. Skull writhes in pain, and tries to pull the leg away from Wreckingball.

JP: He's never done that before, it's a nice ankle lock.
Ray: You know, I think so too. I hate him, but I like his ankle lock.

Skull eventually gets a new idea, and instead of trying to break the hold, Skull slowly, and painfully pulls his body upwards, and eventually manages to wrap his arm around Wreckingball's neck. Skull then falls back to the ground, and releases the choke before the referee notices. However, as soon as Skull jerks Wreckingball back, Wreckingball is forced to release the hold, and Skull's leg is free. Skull gets up, but does nothing.

As soon as Wreckingball gets to his feet, Skull dives at him in a powerful speartackle, dashing Wreckingball to the ground but also downing Skull as well. Skull remains on top of Wreckingball, though, and delivers a powerful series of left and right hooks to the face and shoulders of Wreckingball. Purplish blotches appear on his face and shoulders almost immediately, and Wreckingball begins snapping his head to the left and right, to try and dodge the flurry of blows.

Wreckingball finally manages to roll over, dislodging Skull, who lands on his back. Wreckingball quickly flops onto Skull's chest and lies, in pain, laterally across his chest, pinning his shoulders firmly to the mat.

Referee: 1!

Skull squirms out from under Wreckingball, jumps up to his feet so his back faces Wreckingball. Skull then jumps and flips mid-air, so he is falling down, onto Wreckingball...who rolls out of Skull's way, and Skull hits the mat with a smash.
Wreckingball gets to his feet, and as Skull begins to get up, Wreckingball drags Skull's head between his legs, and then hooks his arms...looks up, grinning to the crowd...and jumps, landing Skull's face down onto the mat!

Ray: My poor Skully's face!
JP: What, you're straight now?
Ray: No, and I hate the X-Files as well.
JP: You're like something out of the X-Files...but so is Skull. Anyway, these two stars are delivering an excellent match tonight.

Wreckingball then pulls up Skull by the hair...but Skull plants his fist into Wreckingball's manly organs and Wreckingball curls up in pain, clutching the afore-mentioned male members in surprise and agony. The crowd begin booing Skull, but the referee doesn't notice the low blow and the match continues.

From this position, Skull wraps his arms around Wreckingball's head, locks his hands together, and jumps, bringing Wreckingball down to the mat, painfully. Skull continues to apply the headlock, squeezing Wreckingball's temples with his arm, whilst Wreckingball tries to drag himself, slowly...to the rope. His hand reaches out...and his finger curls around the ring ropes. Skull tries to pull back, but Wreckingball won't let go, and the referee signals for Skull to break the hold.

Skull reluctantly breaks the hold, and gets up. However, he kicks Wreckingball savagely in the ribs as Wreckingball begins to get up.

Ray: Well, I just know these two men could do with a hearty swig of Full Throttle.
JP: No, I think it would have to be Full Throttle Sugar Free.
Ray: Alright, we've plugged product enough for now, back to the match. That was a very sexy headlock from Skull there.
JP: You just like him because he's not Wreckingball.
Ray: No, I just like him. Heh heh.

Wreckingball continues to get to his feet, and the match continues.

TBC Skull

OOC: I am VERY sorry for the lateness

[Vladimir T. Strife]

Match Over