Ultra Violent Tag Match

[Brad Windsor]

::Linda:: Ladies and gentlemen this following contest is an Ultra Violent Tag team match, where anything goes and Disqualification is not rist!

We rule
you submit

we take
you give

Get RReaadddddddy to FAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!
Heartbroken

The voices ring out through the gym stadium as the already hyped up fans come to stand and get their glee in combination to the theme song entrance. The Tron and the speakers coming to life giving the fans just what they desire and the ritual dance of the colourful lights begin. The stage is set. The illumination is a mixing of flashes, which are inspired by the seven colours of the rainbow. It is a series of beautiful pictures for the cameras to take all the way around the world for everyone watching the even live on TV. The giant screen above the entrance ramp is showing an egotistic smile of Abs demonstrating his playful character followed by a cold glare from KaHLaN symbolising nothing less than her dark temper. The voices of all the spectators here present for this match is shaking the arena, while the atmosphere is both intoxicating and at the same time chilling. From behind the curtains, walk out a pair of black and white. Shoulder to shoulder, side by side, Johnny Abs, the true heartbreaker and KaHLaN the ~{!0~}LaDDeR QUEEN~{!1~}. Their wrestling attire is in harmony. KaHLaN like always is wearing her egoistic night sky black shirt with the terrifying white skull on the front. In more detail, the forehead of the skull is engraved by the female sign. Her baggy black pants have feather like, white edges which match with the snow white of the skull. The man to her left is bare chest. The dance of the lights on his bulking form teases the eyes while his leather, skin tight black and pants stand out from his skin colour. On his knees there are two crucifixes drawn, giving a little character to the simplicity of the design.

We walked through the sunshine, we walked thru the rain
As endless as time the thoughts will remain
We'll take what we want
You take what you need
We are the targets, you better believe
No one can save you, there's nothing to say
Deception's the name of the game

::Linda:: Stepping into the ring with a combined weight of 359 pounds, they are the Heaven and Hell aligned silver demons champions ~{!-~} Theeee HEARTBREAKERS!

::Alex:: And here comes the champs, hand in hand. Who do you think their opponents are tonight Mal?

::Joseph:: Only the devil knows ~{!-~} apart from Hawkeye, that is. But the thing is whether KaHLaN is in any shape or condition to compete straight after her match against Kaylee. When she got thrown out of the ring before, she got whipped by leather straps that really hurt I guess.

::Alex:: Well you have to ask her that. But what a match that was!

Chorus:
We rule the night
Only the strong will survive
There's no wrong, there's no right
We rule the night
We rule the night
We'll never give up the fight
Where the wrong is alright
We rule the night

The pair stops at the top of the entrance ramp staring out towards their ever frenzied fans. Like the picture being displayed on the screen above their heads, Abs has that flippant smile on his face. The face of KaHLaN though is not smiling. Her painted face and arms from her previous match is in a state of disarray, same as her jaw long raven black hair. Most of the colours have been wiped off by force. Piffle, this match was straight after her other one. Couldn~{!/~}t that big ox of a Gm at least given her some time to get ready again? Did it have to be straight after the other? Her cold expression isn~{!/~}t letting any emotions to pass out for the TV lenses to catch, but anyone who knows her well enough, does see that behind that cold mask she has kept on is a storm of rage, hurt and frustration. She is probably wondering what she has got herself into, signing to face unknown opponents in an Ultra Violent style. And he had said that they were good. Hehe. Good!

All is for one and one is for all
If we take the fight then you take the fall
You run from the shadows but they call my name
You search for the truth but your search is in vain
No one can save you, there's nothing to say
Deception's the name of the game

The lights comically caress the surface of the silver belts hanging loosely around the wait of the Heartbreakers. The glittering reflections seem to be seducing the others. Suddenly right behind the pair, where the two entered the arena, a stream of fireworks hit out with a delightful flash of golden colours. The smoke that remains, creates the shape of a heart for mere seconds, before it disintegrates, showcasing a breaking heart. A blink of an eye goes by before, the two bold forward towards their destination. The ringed circle! Johnny who was standing to the left of KaHLaN a moment ago runs in front of here before dashing along the security wall to his right, touching hands with the grateful fans as he runs on towards the ring. The same happens with KaHLaN who goes to her left and hi fives the people along.

Chorus:
We rule the night
Only the strong will survive
There's no wrong, there's no right
We rule the night
We rule the night
We'll never give up the fight
Where the wrong is alright

Together, as one, they reach the ring side and stop stone still. They turn their heads looking at each other for a second, frowning. In one smooth motion in sync, the two take off the concrete floor and land feet first on the outside of the canvass with their hands pulling tight at the top rope trying to keep their balance. Slipping through the second and third ropes, KaHLaN and Abs move to the centre of the ring before cross passing their paths to the turnbuckle which previously was closest to the other superstar. Atop the second buckles, they open their arms to the sides, standing with pride and glory, feeding on the cheering from the fans. Hopping off their mounted positions, the two turn around bumping into the referee, who has a wicked smile on his shaved face; hesitantly the belts come off and two shiny, gleaming silver made titles are passed along into the extended hand of the zebra shirt man. His face turns serious before her turns towards the camera and people inside the arena lifting both of his hands high up in air. Quick flashes of light comes from the cameras inside the crowd as they mercilessly take quick photos of the two prestigious titles.

We rule the night
We rule the night
We rule the night
We rule the night

TBCB "Unkown" Opponents

[Reverend Vortigern]

(OOC: Kahlan, it says on the card that the announcers are Joe and Alex. I just read that. )

As the tag champions stand in the ring, they await their opponents. With no possible idea as to who they could be, the fear of the unknown sits in the backs of their minds. After a short period of time, the lights finally go out. Mist begins to pour into the ramp as every fan stands up to face the entranceway, wanting to know the identities about to be revealed.

Joseph: "Who could this possibly be?"

Alex: "Hawkeye isn't one to give us surprises that disappoint. I'm just as clueless as you as to who it is and I can't wait."

Just then, the heavy but slow opening riff of "The Profit of Doom" by Type O Negative hits the PA. The longtime GHW fans are stunned for a moment, but then erupt in cheers the level of which haven't been heard all night. Reverend Vortigern, a man who hasn't been seen in months in GHW, steps through the curtain and begins to walk down the ramp.

"IT'S VORTY! I NEVER THOUGHT I'D GET THE PRIVILEGE TO SEE THIS MAN UP CLOSE, BUT THERE HE IS!"

"What I've seen is that you always knew the Orchard would pull out all the stops! This is going to be crazy no matter who he's going to introduce!"

The Reverend, clad in his red robe with his cane in one hand and a microphone in the other, looks around at the crowd. Not used to seeing fans actually cheering him, he gives his lecherous and vile grin that only he can make. He then lifts the microphone to his mouth and strikes the butt of the cane against the steel ramp that he stands at the base of.

Vortigern: "Silence, please."

The crowd's noise dies down, but their amazement at the surprise they were given stays.

"Hawkeye desired for you two, Kahlan and Johnny Abs, to be destroyed. A harlot and an imbecile; it makes perfect sense. And then he wanted the two most destructive men in GHW history. He wanted people who would get the job done. That's why I was called. I was asked to get my disciples in place for one last hurrah in this company... The same company where Stone Orchard held a near monopoly on the titles, the same company where Evan Fallen Angel was powerbombed through the stage and blown to pieces, the same company where people would tune in to watch Stone Orchard beat down on weaklings week after week after week. Like a drug, they didn't like it but they continued to stay glued to it. Ladies and gentlemen, I bring you your fix. Ladies and gentlemen, at a combined weight of 476 pounds, METAL DRAGON AND MATTHEW OLIVEIRA!"

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!"

"The Profit of Doom" strikes up again as MD and Matt step through the curtain in similar blue jeans and black shirts with "Stone Orchard" printed on the front. In the Canadian's hand is a thumbtack chair, a predictable pick - at least it would be if Matt was expected to be here tonight. In Dragon's hand is a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. The two men stop and Matt stretches his arms out to the side in a crucifix pose, the two men standing there for a couple seconds before they begin a brisk stride down the ramp. The two Stone Orchard members and the sudden huge favorites walk right past their manager and slide into the ring, raising their weapons. Being that the match is ultraviolent, they ready their weapons in hand and square off. The bell sounds as a huge "Orchard" chant begins with the long-time GHW fan base, the newer fans beginning a chant of "Heartbreakers" followed by five claps. All three men and the one woman stand in the ring, as Matt stands across from Abs and Dragon stands across from Kahlan, both sides looking over their opponents, seeing if the Heartbreakers want to make the first move.

TBC Kahlan or Abs

[Brad Windsor]

The chants continue as the four Fighty fighty persons look right into each other’s eyes. Suddenly, KaHLaN flashes a big auspicious smile at the bigger man in front of her. Metal Dragon though doesn’t even look to be anywhere near “friendly”. The wild girl walks forward with tiny measured steps to get a little nearer to the towering man while looking relieved that the man hasn’t made a single move to strike. The other two superstars just stare. One step away, KaHLaN already impossibly wide grin miraculously stretches out even more, touching one earlobe to the other. She extends her hand, keeping her emerald green eyes on the serious face in front of her while she tenderly strokes a hand on the barbed wire wrapped tight around the baseball bat. In that same instant MD sniffs resulting in the girl’s hand to be quickly retrieved from where it was, as if it has just burnt her skin off. The stupid smile wiped off her face; she gulps, and then starts to shake her head as if pleading MD to not use that for whatever purpose he was thinking. A ghost of a sadistic smile touches the lips of the bigger man.

Involuntarily her right leg shoots forward in a wicked curve towards the other guy’s groin region. Not expecting it by still being one with some speed, the sick weapon drops off from the grip of his right hand and he snatches the ankle before it reaches its destination. His version of a smile now gone Dragon stares in a hot glare as KaHLaN emits a small shrug with her shoulders. Seemingly out of nowhere Johnny Abs dives forward using his head and shoulders to tackle an unsuspecting Mathew Oliveira across the abdominal region. The force and surprise of the move catches the Canadian unaware and so he topples backwards crashing shoulder blades first on the canvass. The slight distraction caused by Abs is enough for the second leg of KaHLaN to take off ground. Left foot now curving in suspense, the front of her boot kisses the right temple of the nasty guy with vicious velocity. The blow is enough for him to loose balance and crash down to the canvass next to his beloved partner. Not having a supporting limb on the canvass her self, the demonised angle follows.

::Joseph:: Oh my god what a kick!

Abs continues to rain fist down on his currently grounded opponent, but suddenly finds himself rolling on his side underneath the ropes, toppling on to the tiled concrete outside. An angry kick from Metal Dragon who from his new found position was watching the spectacle was the reason. The left leg recoiled back while he suddenly turned to his left, extending the limb with a furious thrust catching the ribs of the “true Heartbreaker”. KaHLaN quickly gathers herself and like a cat pounces on the wired bat dropped by MD. She takes it up and swings it like hell towards the head of an already rising Dragon. From the corner of his eye he sees the threat coming and so dives low underneath the intended blow running behind his opponent towards the side ring ropes behind her. While still KaHLaN is in a hip motion, trying to gather her balance from a missed strike, MD hits the ropes with his bare back. The elastic energy converted to his now kinetic, forward run he reaches his imbalanced enemy and as he runs hooks one big bulky right arm around the tender neck. Two strides later, it is all followed by a jump on the offender’s part and a quick jerk on the body of the defender. MD lands Bottom first on the mat while poor KaHLaN gets her face and the curves of her chest introduced to the canvass where only moments ago the was place where Oliveira had laid on his back.

::Alex:: ooof! A running bulldog! What a counter! KaHLaN was going for a one knock out swing and was caught by the speed, agility and experience of one the GHW’s hardcore legends. And this is just the beginning. I’m afraid that this is not going to be a story with a happy ending.

As the Stone Orchard member disintegrate his powerful arms from around the neck of a dazed English girl, she moans while starting to roll in a painfully slow manner, towards the end ropes facing the announce table. Mathew who just watched the move being ruthlessly executed by his partner now steps over the rising man in pursuit of an easy prey. Before she can slip under the ropes and away from harm, another powerful arm latches on her neck, yet again forcing her to comply and stand to her feet. She does so unwillingly and comes face to face with Matthew. He instantly grasps a tight grip around her forearm while at the same time pushing with all his body weight on the semi knocked out girl. KaHLaN, with her back at the front, drops on the ropes being pushed like a whip, into her lightly covered skin. The fallen force on her chest drives the wind out of her while pushing her more and more, into the depths of a big hug from the red ring. Their sweat mixed from the contact, Mathew Oliveira mercilessly, in one smooth motion, pulls and in turn through his iron grip on the forearm, pulls at the female body in his hands. Her head snaps back painfully from the sudden exertion of forces and her jaw long, raven black hair flow behind her as she gets launched straight out towards the other figure at the far side of the ring. Metal Dragon anticipating the crash and so leans to his side while sticking a giant arm out, The diameter around the bicep, not exaggerating is the same as the waist width of KaHLaN. Unfortunately for the mad girl, her upper chest and windpipe finally does reach the obstacle put in her unstoppable path. Her legs continue to run, her torso upwards, stops stone still. Tilted, descend begins and she finally stops dead still lying on her back day dreaming somewhere in space! Dragon puts a giant foot on the belly of his fallen target and that makes the referee to drop down on his knees to slap the canvass in a known three times fashion. Before the third and the fatal count, MD playfully lifts his foot off and so the referee is unable to continue with the count. The man in the zebra shirt looks up at a smiling jerk, and babbles unfathomable words towards him. MD shrugs and again places his foot where it was. One followed by a second count then again he lifts his foot.

::Joseph:: Look at him humiliating KaHLaN like she is nothing more than a puppet. Why on earth is he not finishing this match once and for all, letting someone to come in and take the poor woman out of this hell?

::Alex:: Did you not hear what Vorty said?! These two legends are here tonight, because of Hawkeye’s demand to destroy the heartbreakers. You know destroying is far from just winning a match. If you ask me, they haven’t even yet begun.

Johnny Abs who until now have been lying on the floor outside of the ring, due to a bad landing on his head starts a shaky climb to his feet. Oliveira smirks at MD before slipping through the ropes to the outside of the ring. Once his feet touch the ground, he starts to move around the steps in his ways going on a circular trip towards the Abs. On his way, he comes near the security wall and someone amongst the fans shout out an obviously offensive comment which makes Mathew to stop in his tracks and turn a glower towards the crowd. The people in his striking range back off all in one trying create some distance between them selves and the angry Fighty fighty person. Satisfied with himself, Mathew continues towards his target. Once he is four strides away from Johnny, Abs does the unexpected. He in one effortless jump, lands both feet in sync on the top of the third steel step to his left, with his right side still towards the coming Canadian. Using the steps as launching grounds, he uses his strong thigh muscles to push on the steel and so takes off to become airborne. Once up, his crazy frisk continues until the point where his left shoulder is driven with vengeance, in the sternum of the coming Olivier. The clout of collision throws MO backwards, and after him loosing his balance, he lands with his lower back on the other set of steel steps behind him. The unforgiving metal makes him to gasp as pain registers itself through his neurone system. He falters over the steps and after an unwanted back flip atop the highest point on the sharp edges of the free from electric charge escalator lands seemingly sorely on the front of his body anatomy. A cheer rises from a smaller portion of the fans, which looks as if are dedicated to the H and H champions while a sweep of groans and boos come from the legend’s supporters.

::Joseph:: Oh my God! What on earth was that!? A new unorthodox move out of Abs’s moves book. I had never seen anything quite like it before. Greatly executed!

::Alex:: *As the replay is shown on one corner of the screen* If they want to survive this night, they better be prepared to take more of these risks. Looks like he used the steps to perform something akin to a flying shoulder block!

::Joseph:: Indeed.

Becoming aware of the precarious position that his partner is in now, MD lets go of his brutal hold on the hair of KaHLaN, looking like he is trying to tear her scalp off. Him letting go, results in her to loose her balance again and so she falls on her four. A disgusted expression touches his face before Dragon kicks the girl in the gut forcing her to fall the rest of the way, flat on the canvass. He then rolls off underneath the ropes to the outside. Abs who now starts to stir grabs hold of the side ring apron to use as leverage and pull him self up. Not wanting the man to waste so much of his energy, MD who is looking down like a hawk, stretches out and grabs hold of Johnny’s neck, yanking him around. Crouched low on his knees, Abs comes to face his nemesis. Metal Dragon tugs insistently at Abs bringing him to his feet, but unaware Abs disrespectfully slaps him hard on the right cheek. A deadly expression on his face, MD retaliates with a Head but of his own right on the nose of Abs. The sickening blow results in a cracking sound to be captured by a nearby microphone, before MD leans forward and lifts Johnny Abs up on his right shoulder. The “true heartbreaker” is now lying with his stomach on the right shoulder of MD, who in turn has his arms like webs around his neck and torso. The carrier turns around and starts to walk towards the security wall. Once in range, he bends his knees and thrust out, using all of his body strength to heave and throw his burden on the steel made structure. Too sexy lands with his sternum bone right on the edge of the metal. He yelps from pain before toppling over back on his feet and loosing his balance to rest on the tiled floor beneath him.

KaHLaN quickly hops up to her feet runs towards the ropes, hits them back first with a quick tap, just trying to gain some speed and shuttles forward across the bare canvass towards the far side where MD is now slowly turning to face. Three strides away from the side, the “LaDDeR QUEEN” tackles forward, sliding with her feet in the lead. Metal Dragon, when his eyes finally turn to face the only occupant inside the ring, opens his mouth slightly in miscalculation. The end of two, leather made, ankle high black boots bump right into the total surface of the man’s face. He staggers backwards, hitting the waist high wall behind him and slides the length of it to land on his buttocks. Being a tough man though, Metal Dragon again leans forward on his hands and knees trying to regain his vertical status. The Demonised Angle again comes up and when looking down at the position of her opponent a glint of a thought passes through her eyes. She grabs tight hold of the top rope leaning back away from it crouching low at the same time. With all she is worth, the “SUPERNOVA” pushes into the canvass and takes off. Above an already half risen opponent she flips forward and lands pelvis bone first atop the head and neck of MD. Dragon’s already edgy balance gives way and he crashes face first on the concrete floor, his head being sandwiched between the weight of KaHLaN’s lower back and the stiff floor.

::Alex:: A suicide Senton! That was an act of desperation!

::Joseph:: There is great magic in the acts of desperation my friend.

::Alex:: What do you mean?

::Joseph:: I’m not sure!

TBCB by the legends

[Metal Dragon]

Kahlan sits up next to the man she just landed on to catch her breath. Dragon lies still next to her, a very light load having landed on him but with height and momentum making it feel more like a 200-pounder did the Senton. The Ladder Queen doesn't notice Matt Oliveira detaching himself from the steel steps, grabbing them as he gets up before turning around to face her. Kahlan gets up and turns toward the Hardcore Genius only to see a small wall of steel fast approaching with a heavyweight behind it. The steps crash into her face and knock her back down to the floor in a less graceful fashion than her last descent. Oliveira turns around with steps in hand toward the recovering Johnny Abs, who is pulling himself up on the crowd wall. The Ontario denizen approaches the recovering middleweight, waiting for Johnny to get to his feet. Johnny Abs gets to a vertical base and starts to turn around, and Matthew immediately charges with the same weapon in front of him in the same fashion. The steel collides with the face of the male tag champion, the force of the blow flipping him over the barricade into the crowd.

Metal Dragon has now pulled himself up with the ring apron as support, and he slides under the bottom rope into the squared circle. Seeing his barbed wire bat, he walks toward it, but then he sees the thumbtack chair that Oliveira brought in the corner of his eye. Seeing the steel steps in the distance leaning against the barricade while Matt pulls his current target up to inflict more pain, MD decides that he might as well borrow Ollie's weapon. Kahlan slowly gets up and slides into the ring when she finally does, then springs up. She immediately sees MD holding the tack chair and panics, but Dragon points the chair at the barbed wire bat that lies on the canvas and nods his head. Kahlan timidly approaches the bat, then picks it up as the Tennessean backs further away from her, the former dual champion simply wanting to engage in a duel of hardcore items.

Joseph: "Kahlan is getting into a boatload of trouble here. Metal Dragon, who basically has a black belt in the arts of ultraviolent wrestling, is offering the chick a simple weapon duel. This can't turn out well for the tag champion."

Alex: "Who knows? She's pulled off some great stuff so far in the match and she might just surprise us again right here."

Kahlan nears her opponent, having the bat reared back as if she's about to swing at a ball. With Metal Dragon backed into a corner and Vortigern standing near him, the Ladder Queen walks forward and swings sideways. Dragon sidesteps out of the corner and the barbed wire sticks into the turnbuckle padding. MD immediately loads the tack chair to the side and swings it, where it impacts with the diva's back and makes her yelp in pain. Dragon grabs Kahlan by the hair and pulls her stumbling figure out of the corner, then puts the seat of the chair against the back of her head. Tacks tickling her skin, Metal Dragon puts an arm around her shoulder to hold the weapon in place before hooking his right leg around her left leg and falling back. Kahlan's body goes into the mat from the Russian Leg Sweep, but her head falls with the thumbtack chair before landing on it. MD's arm landing under the chair, he slides out and holds it in a bit of pain, then turns toward Vortigern. Dragon then motions his head toward the entranceway and shouts "Go get the cart," to the manager of the Orchard. The robed man begins his trek away from the ring, then MD lifts Kahlan's head with one hand and pulls the tack chair out from under her with the other. Dragon backs away and glances over to what is transpiring between the other two men in the match.

Oliveira, having delivered a few slams of Johnny's head to the barricade that were preempted by the cameras in favor of the weapon antics, steps over the barricade. Abs slumps forward on it and Matt wraps his arm around the Heartbreaker's head, then grabs his waist. Out of necessity to turn the match around, Johnny Abs punches Matthew in the ribs, the Canadian being fazed by the first blow slightly. Then a second shot to the ribs arrives courtesy of one half of the tag champions, and Johnny is able to slide his head free. Abs grabs Oliveira's scalp and pulls his head close with his left hand, then delivers a right elbow right between the eyes of the Genius. Enough small stunning moves now done, Johnny puts his hands on both sides of Matt's face and drops to his knees while pulling the Canadian's head forward. The jaw of Matthew Oliveira collides with the top of the crowd retaining wall and he bounces off of it, stumbling back a few steps. Johnny gets up and grabs the top of the barricade, then hurdles over it to continue his offense. Abs's feet hit the floor on the inside of the retaining wall, then he immediately charges forward and jumps with an outstretched right arm. The arm hits Oliveira right under the chin and the Jumping Lariat takes the Hardcore Genius down to the floor.

Metal Dragon runs back to the ropes with tack chair in hand, then charges toward where Kahlan lies. Clutching the chair to his chest, tacks of course facing down, MD jumps before falling directly over the face of the other half of the tag champs. Kahlan rolls away and MD lands on the steel, then the female Fighty fighty person quickly gets up and rushes toward the barbed wire bat. She picks the bat off of the canvas, it having unstuck from the turnbuckle padding and fallen off over that period of time, and grips it tightly in her hands. Dragon gets up only to see Kahlan raising the instrument of pain over her head, then the wood and wire comes down and hits the former Charging Glory Champion right between the eyes. Having a sudden love for "garbage wrestling" as purists call it, Kahlan drops the bat in exchange for picking up the tack chair. The Ladder Queen lifts the chair overhead before bringing it down on the chest of MD, some of the tacks already removed from other impacts but plenty still stabbing into his pectoral muscles. Dragon's body flinches in pain as Kahlan chooses not to pick the weapon back up, but instead leave it on him. The diva then backs up a step, then steps forward again and jumps, sitting down in mid-air to drop her legs on the thumbtack chair and press the tacks further into Metal's torso.

"Leg Drop onto the tack chair! Hardcore rubs off on someone quick, doesn't it?"

"A bigger factor is endurance. This match is pretty even so far, and that's going to hurt the two tag champs in the long run as they have no idea how much pain the two Stone Orchard guys can take."

Johnny Abs slides into the ring as Kahlan slides her legs out, then lies on top of Metal Dragon to cover him. 1... 2... MD easily gets the light weight of Kahlan off to break the pin attempt and continue the match. The female half of the tag champs crawls backwards to give MD some space, only for the male half of the team to run forward and fall down over MD with a bent elbow. The elbow is driven right into Dragon's neck and Johnny Abs quickly rolls onto his prone opponent after that, then slides his arm under MD's neck and cups his palm around the back of the legend's head. Back across Dragon's chest with some tack chair sandwiched in between, Abs attempts a pin of his own. 1... 2... Dragon kicks out again. Matt, meanwhile, has recovered and made his way over to the stack of chairs near the timekeeper's table. Humming the classic nursery rhyme "London Bridge is Falling Down", Ollie grabs two steel chairs before turning around and walking toward the ring. Matthew slides the chairs into the ring before sliding in himself, then opens one and sets it upright on the canvas. Kahlan gets up to approach Oliveira, walking toward him to attempt to lay waste to the other legend. Matthew raises the other plain chair, still folded, over his head and brings it down hard on the diva's forehead. Kahlan crashes to the mat as Abs gets up and charges at the Hardcore Genius again. Matt grips both sides of the chair and thrusts the top of it into the abs of Abs (HAR HAR HAR), then grabs the legs of the sitting utensil and raises it overhead before waffling the middleweight with an even harsher swing than his tag partner received. Johnny's body is planted face-down in the canvas from the shot, and then Matt opens the chair he just laid waste to both opponents with. Picking up the other chair and laying it diagonal to the ring ropes a few feet away from the corner, Matt then places the chair he just swung down so that the ends of their seats touch. The crowd cheers the upcoming move, as they see the signature bridge-like construction made by the one and only Matthew Christopher Oliveira. Metal Dragon rolls onto his stomach to see what his ally is up to, and smirks when he sees the London Bridge contraption that he has even used himself. Matthew grabs the hair of Johnny Abs and pulls the tag champion to his feet, then the Genius wraps his arm around Abs's head and walks him near the bridge of chairs. Oliveira then grabs the waist of the man he has in his clutches before lifting him up in the air, then Matt falls back to suplex Johnny. The back of Johnny Abs crashes into the two conjoined chairs and they part, making the bridge "fall down" as the long-time GHW fans stand on their feet and make as much noise as they can.

Johnny: "A signature move from the Hardcore Genius, called the London Bridge. The Heartbreakers are now both down and out, and the Orchard is in total control."

Alex: "You know, this is the stuff I commentate for, to see a Stone Orchard reunion and get to witness the in-ring brilliance that Dragon and Matt bring to the table, even if it's just once. This is a night to remember, folks."

An "Oliveira" chant resounds through the arena, each chant of the Genius's surname being followed by five claps of the hands. That lasts a while, then Vortigern finally comes through the curtain with a shopping cart full of weapons, something that Metal Dragon never comes to a violent match without but apparently forgot backstage. The crowd's cheering grows even louder as the smug Reverend pilots the cart down the ramp, kendo sticks, lighttubes, and even a hockey stick with the wooden blade wrapped in barbed wire sticking out. Inside are the regular items of carnage that the Orchard regularly brings to a match like this, such as matches and lighter fluid, scissors, a tazer, you name it, the two sickos in the ring probably put it in the cart. The two Stone Orchard members get up and look around the ring at their downed opponents, then both turn toward Vortigern and his scheming grin.

TBC Kahlan or Abs

[Brad Windsor]

The cart’s wheels slowly turn until the carriage finally bumps into the ring side apron and comes to a halt. Up on the top of the entrance ramp, the twisted expression of Reverend Vortigern invites the blood thirsty Orchard members to step down to feast amongst the ghoulish weapons. Already hooked up in the ecstasy of carnage to come, the members of the Award winning tag team of the year smirk to each other, before a red faced Metal Dragon rolls himself out of the ring to retrieve tools of his profession. Still a ghostly twinkle on his face, Matthew Oliveira turns around to be unexpectedly introduced to a low blow pointed at his guts. The sole of KaHLaN’s right boot – after herself managing to stir and stand up from the vicious chair blow while the arrogant pair fed on the spectator’s chanting – digs into the depression above Ollie’s bladder. The man doubles over falling into the grace of a reversed ¾ facelock. Holding her charge tightly in check, the Demonised Angle speeds off towards the opposite turnbuckle she is now facing. Pulling the so called hardcore “genius” behind her, the girl continues her flashy take off by ascending the buckles one by one right to the top. Finally on top, everything looks to be set for her to thrust out on her raised standing point to flip backwards and execute a back flip Bulldog, unfortunately she suddenly finds herself free flying towards the most western corner of the announce table. While at the top, two huge hands came up to the small of her back and pushed her off from where she stood moments ago. She misses the table by inches and lands front first somewhere in the corner atop a very dangerous concrete floor.

Johnny Abs, holding his back with the flat of his right hand crawls at a snail’s speed towards the centre of the ring. Obviously feeling the after effects of a signature move artfully performed. Matthew shakes his head while he leans on the ring side corner looking down to see where he just saved his neck by throwing the feisty diva right to the depths of doom. Metal Dragon, seemingly finally content with his initial choice of a weapon comes back sliding into the ringed structure. A beaming smirk plastered on his face, when he gets to his full height he dangerously waves a hockey stick wrapped around with menacing looking barbed wire. Heartbreaker reaches his feet. Genius turns around. The sick bastard swings. Johnny, aware of what is coming his way let himself to be taken by the force of gravity, as if he has just lost his balance again. The wickedly curved motion of the weapon continues and catches an unlucky Oliveira on the left side of his jaw! The impact explodes the skin right off the cheek bone. His neck snapped to the right from the collision, Matt as if a rag doll whose strings been cut off, crashes on the canvass and stays there for good. Johnny quickly rolls back up to his feet and turns to his right. Involuntarily the boy’s right leg is shot off in an upward thrust towards a tall target. Dragon somehow manages to overcome the mistake he has made and so turns around in time to use his arms and block the coming missile. The leg drops back with a thump followed by the hockey stick. Lost his immediate grab on his weapon MD turns to what he has at his disposal and so swings a left fist.

The knuckles catch the right temple on the one half of tag team champions forcing him to enter a dazed state. Not allowing any time to be wasted, identity of Shenlog grasps a tight grip on the forearm of Abs pulling and then turning on his heels sending him head long towards the ring ropes. Bullying his opponent towards the bouncy strings, MD himself runs towards the other side of the ring hitting them with his back shuttling forward towards and incoming enemy. Before the moving legend is able to strike and finish the locomotion by a well known Dragonfire, reaching the ideal range Johnny catches him with a drop down toe hold. Left leg as a barricade in front of MD’s left ankle and a right foot in the crook of Stone Orchard member’s knee, the Ultimate boy oppresses his nemesis to collide face first on the wrestling mat. Not wasting a second The H and H silver Demons champion, rises up and pounces on the left leg of Dragon. Leg at his disposal he starts to twist the ankle in a gruesome fashion. The sick monster uses his arms in a press up fashion to thrust at the canvass jumping up a little forcing his body to take a turn and snatch his limb out of harms grasp. Ending the move, the flat of his boot is planted on the chest of Abs sending him running backwards towards the ropes behind him. MD quickly rolls forward and comes to his feet; head bowed low anticipating the return of Johnny. Partner to the “LaDDeR QUEEN” herself lifts off the canvass when he reaches the awaiting Metal Dragon. Front flipping over the bent opponent, he manages to encircle his arms around the wais of the man sent here tonight to destroy. Johnny lands on his bottom, while the vile victim is made to back flip and land on his broad shoulders right in front of the spread legs of the attacker. The ever watchful referee drops down on his knees and the ritual of the three count starts to no avail. Before the firs count is even counted MD rolls backwards out of the grasp of one called “pure heart stopper”. Up in a blink Metal Dragon runs forward and swings a right leg forward with vengeance. The top of the foot sticks under the chin of Abs knocking him backwards flat on his back.

::Joseph:: A shining wizard! That had to knock out some teeth!

::Alex:: Oi… look here, KaHLaN is up and climbing the buckles from the outside. Oh dear she has a chair at hand. MD … BEHIND you!

While the commotion inside the ring was taking place, KaHLaN had manage to groan her way back up to her feet and now was in possession of a steel chair atop the same turnbuckle from which she was deported to the outside. Metal Dragon turns on his shoulder to check out on a fallen comrade but as he turns his eyes go wide and look ready to pop out. Crouched low atop the highest point in the ring, the wild girl has her lean arms extended out in front of her for balance as she tightly holds the chair with her narrow fingers. Once satisfied, she pushes hard with all she is worth into the leather strap of the buckle, forcing her light weighted body to takes off and become airborne. Once up in the midair, she tilts slightly backwards bringing both of her size seven feet behind the steel weapon already in her grasp as if she is trying to perform a skateboarding technique. As she descends towards her target, both of her feet kick out in sync, shooting the chair straight forward towards the glaring face of MD. The flat of the metal kisses the nose and temple of Dragon sending him staggering backwards. In his stunt situation, he gets tripped over by the lying carcass of Johnny before reaching the ropes behind him and toppling over them to the outside. Merely three seconds after KaHLaN crashes side first on the canvass, the sick monster back flips over the ropes and lands pelvis first amongst his so dearly loved weapons inside the cart. The Demonised Angle quickly gathers her senses and before MD is able to so much as to try to climb out of his pit, she has self slid out of the ring with the same steel chair in her small hands. A blink goes by and the metal crashes with the skull of Metal Dragon immobilizing him. Looking at him with a scrutinizing expression, the “LaDDeR QUEEN” gives another chair blow for good measures.

The weapon dropped to the floor with a thud KaHLaN gets hold of the shopping trolley and surprisingly starts to drive the thing upwards towards the top of entrance ramp. Vorty looks on with a bewildered face as the mad girl takes long strides pushing. Nearly midway to the top, from behind the curtains a massive, hooded figure walks out with a baseball bat. Moments later a mighty swing is followed and the eyes of the man in red robes flip to the back of his head. Reverend Vortigern, after his thick skull was violated by stiff wood, like liquid water lands face first on the steel railings in front of him. The man with the concealed identity, scoops up reverend’s right leg and drags him off somewhere out of sight into the backstage. Not stopping for anything KaHLaN though continues on until she reaches the very top. Not even stopping then she does the unthinkable. She drops MD and the cart over the edge, ten feet below on the concrete grounds underneath the steel railings. While in free motion, the trolley flips forward from the uneven distribution of its contents allowing MD and some of the masterfully devised weapons to fall off first. Face first; Metal Dragon hits the concrete, his unconscious mind making it worse as he is unable to break his landing using his limbs. The Weight of the cart and its contents crash down on top of him sandwiching his battered body. Unisom gasp from the crowd follows as they are totally shocked at what they are witnessing.

::Alex:: She just dumped a hardcore legend over the edge of the ramp to the concrete below the stage from a height of ten feet!

::Joseph:: I think we pretty badly need some medics here.

Inside the ring Johnny and Oliveira both stir and try to stand up together. The left jaw of the Canadian is an oozing sight of clustered blood, cracked skin and weeks old looking bruises. Obviously the kindness of his beloved partner has left him a permanent mark. One second they are staring into each other’s eyes, then on another Abs is horizontal in midair driving both feet into the chest of the “genius”. He staggers backwards falling on the ropes behind him while, Johnny lands on his side, somehow awkwardly on a left arm. Ollie bounces off coming at his grounded opponent and puts his heavy weight behind a right elbow as he falls on the chest of Abs. The Heartbreaker pushes the bulking form of Matt off him self and rolls to his left standing up and when up he is greeted with a wicked grin from the other man who is also in a vertical status. They run and lock into a horrendous shoulder lock each trying to over power the other one. Knowing that he is no match for the heavier weight of his opponent, Johnny with a sudden hip twist brings the neck of Ollie into a vile headlock. Feeling that he has received enough torture, Matthew scoops up the aggressor with his arms around him, making him to take the form of a seated doll on a big shoulder. Letting his body drop, allying himself and his burden with the gravity, one half of the tag team award winner of the year lets the one half of the Silver Demons champions to land back first on the canvass. Johnny’s body bounces off and his face twists in to an expression glowering agony. A thirteen feet high ladder is seen to have set up next to the ring, while KaHLaN is bent low underneath the ring apron pulling laboriously at the end of a table. While the Ultimate Boy has his back arched trying to sooth the pain that is running loose along his spinal chord, Matthew stands toweringly above his victim and places a big left palm atop his head.

Instantly a left arm speeds up between the genius legs taking the man with an unexpected low blow. Abs hops up to his feet and rushes towards the nearest side rings and comes back with vengeance. An arm sticking out, he catches his victim across the throat sending him to rest flat on his back. Not wasting a second, Johnny continues on and slips to the outside of the ring, through the ropes, starting to take a rhythmical ascend to the top of the turnbuckle from outside. Finally in position he becomes airborne, and right in the middle of nowhere he takes a seated position with his legs taking a “V” shape. Meanwhile on the outside, KaHLaN has set up a table along its width in an ideal distance away from the previously set up ladder. What is strange is that she is smashing light tubes all over the surface of the table, covering it completely with big and tiny pieces of glass. Coming back to the in ring action, Oliveira suddenly realising where he is and rolls away as Abs lands with a boom, bottom first on the canvass. Both get up, the Canadian in one smooth role up, the American lingeringly from pain. Abs is kicked in the abdomen region and so doubles over to be hooked upon with a ¾ inverse face lock. Ollie falls to his bottom and a Diamond Cutter out of a text book urges the supporters back up to their feet. As he gets back up to his feet, he sees the mad girl running with maddening speed towards him. He in turn runs forward and tackles the poor soul around her waist, driving the wind out of her with a “whoosh” all because of an out of nowhere spear. A cover follows; the kneeling referee slaps the mat in rhythm for two times, before a shoulder is weakly raised to break the ritual.

::Alex:: And a near 3 counts! That was agonizingly near. A split of a second later and the match would have been decided.

::Joseph:: All I’m worried about is the condition Metal Dragon might be in right now. He was totally shattered by that landing! I will be surprised if any of his bones is not yet broken.

::Alex:: Well right from the moment the names of Stone Orchard as the mystery opponents were spoken I always knew that this is going to be a war. And remember wars have casualties. The Tag team Award winners of the year against the current tag team Champions. This is a battle for reputation, Legends against rising stars. It just can’t get any bigger than this!

Pulling at the jaw long hair, Olieveira forces the exhausted diva to her feet. The Black haired head and the neck are forced between his legs while he wraps those massive arms of his around the shapely hip of KaHLaN. He heaves and KaHLaN easily finds herself sitting on broad shoulders with her belly being tickled with Ollie’s face. Thankfully, Mat is a little confused him self having gone through so much in this brutal match so far, and so his hold falters and the girl lands both feet first in front of him. Through desperation a right thumb from the “LaDDeR QUEEN” pokes into a startled right eye of the hardcore genius. He turns his head in stunt disbelief and suddenly afraid that he has lost sight in one of his eyes. That makes things worse. Matthew Christopher Oliveira walks into an angry, head high thrust kick, delivered with all of the hatred in the world. Too sexy connects exactly in the same spot were fifteen minutes ago the hockey stick had caressed. KaHLaN in fright of getting crushed steps back, as the massive figure gets knocked back to the canvass. The Demonised Angle quickly points heatedly at the figure and then back at where the table with pieces of glass on it is set up. Abs nods his understanding and so they begin. Dragging the seemingly lifeless body behind him, Johnny follows KaHLaN out of the ring. The girl quickly strides forward and with eagerness, although a little dazed starts to climb the steps right up to thirteen feet above sea level. All the time struggling furiously the true Heartbreaker tries to lay down the carcass of Mat on the sharp glass atop the table. A chair shot on to the skull makes sure that he is not gone go anywhere.

::Joseph:: Oh My GOD Alex what is she trying to do?! This isn’t smart girl … think before you do something stupid! This could end you career!!!

At a frightening height the “LaDDeR QUEEN” thrusts both arms out sideways with her palm upwards taking the form of wings. The Heartbreaker’s fans come to their feet in anticipation of what they know is going to happen next. The arena is being vibrated with chants as the drama is about to reach its height in this bloody but entertaining night. KaHLaN’s back arches, she bends backwards letting her hair drop while she stares up to the heavens as if asking God to give her courage. She jerks her body back and takes the final step to the highest step. Crouched low she extends her arms upwards and also slightly sidewise trying to maintain balance and concentration. Then she takes off. Once up in air, where only the birds are allowed to go, or it seems that God thinks so, her body recoils into a ball and she flips backwards once. That is followed by a second back flip which in turn is accompanied by the thrust of her limbs. Knees now straight, arms flying behind her, her guts land on the abdomen of a fallen legend. The velocity gathered from the continuous rotations is so high that it being multiplied by her 132 pounds, create a force that when lands on the already burdened table, condemns is to give way and break. Sharp projections of glass, splintered wood and concrete greet the back bones of Ollie.

::Alex:: OH MY GOD! SHE IS MAD!

::Joseph:: Supernova! She just hit a supernova! Too sexy SUPERNOVA is now complete! That could be the end of it!

KaHLaN rolls off moaning and groaning, crying for her mother more likely. Abs though who stood there and watched the crazy performance immediately gets hold of the decapitated man and starts to drag him all the way towards the top of the entrance ramp. At the top he gets himself disposed of the heavy load by throwing him also over the edge to land sickly next to his beloved partner on the harsh concrete ten feet below. Another gasp follows from the crowd. As Abs stares down he notices that Metal Dragon is stirring and stubbornly trying to get up. Johnny takes a deep breath, takes a few strides back and then runs. He runs straight over the edge and suicide dives towards the bowed man. Head first; he is driven in between the shoulder blades of MD as both men topple down one crashing atop the other. Bodies seize to move. Unexpectedly, a round of fireworks, which deviously have been planted in that region before, set off. The flashes of gold and silver pleasing to the eye start to burn the flesh right off the three knocked out men trapped amongst the fire fight. Smoke rises, so much that the screaming forms are concealed underneath its widespread sheath

KaHLaN gets up and starts to run as if she is running for her life. She gets up to the top of the stage and changes course to her left, running somewhere behind the stage and out of view. A minute passes and the explosives continue to rain down on seemingly lost bodies. Unexpectedly a limy green, mini miner is driven into the gym stadium from the eastern entryway and is driven with a speed of 40 mph to the top of the steel railings before the identity of the only occupant becomes obvious. KaHLaN! The car continues to drive until it dives over into the explosives and smoke and a crashing sound is followed as it lands amongst blaze and atop lost Fighty fighty persons. Another explosion follows this one bigger than any mere firework as the tanker of the car is set on sparks. Only smoke and fire is visible in that corner and nothing more. The announcers jump off their seats the headsets falling from their grips as some of the fans start to run for the fire exits. Hell breaks loose.


(TBCB by MD/MO Now if anyone is still alive … then it’s a F**KING MIRACLE!!!!

You said Ultra violent and I panicked! Gosh this is good type of match! I love it!)

[Metal Dragon]

OOC:
1.) Where did the explosives come from?
2.) That is unrealistic as fuck. I won't even reply to that, because if Tony isn't smart enough to hand you a loss after powerposting like that (and I know he is), then there's no point in writing anymore anyway.

There's a difference between ultraviolent wrestling and suicide bombing and murdering people.

[Martin Prince//Winthorp D.]

True, Rob has a fine point.

The split difference between Ultraviolent wrestling and Unrealistic bombings is that no one is killed and/or blown to nothingness in an ultraviolent match, what Rob and I have read over countless times, is a ridiculous suicidal bombing taking place in an arena. Not only did you 'kill' 3 Fighty fighty persons in your power post, but you lit the whole arena on fire, thus destroying the PPV completely.

I believe this breaches a rule, no, SEVERAL rules on the RP side of things here in GHW and I believe some action must be taken for such an act.

[Brad Windsor]

First if you read the post carefully u will c that I have stated "deviously" planted...meaning it has been planned before.

Second where in the name of god did I say Any one is dead. Fire is contained in that particular corner and in ur next post u can write that its is not widespread...don't forget this is a show and in reality what we c in wrestling is not what actually happens.

Thirdly if your smart enough you will c that I brought the word invisible in specifically so that you don’t have to be amongst the smoke and the fire when the car comes crashing down. Any kind of possibilities are present where using just a Little of ur so called "genius" imagination you could use to turn the event to ur favours and by all means i don't consider this to be power posting.

[Hayabusa]

I have to say Kahlan that post of yours broke several rules that we are supposed to follow. The biggest rule broken is the fact that it was very unrealistic and there is no way in gods green earth you could pull something like that off.

Being extreme is one thing but being totally unrealistic is another. That whole post that you made Kahlan pretty much is a waste due to the fact that any and all believability has been removed. Never mind the fact that the amounts of power posing and the comment at the end was over the top.

I know you can write good matches Kahlan, I know that you can write believable matches. Unfortunately this last post of yours went way to far over the top and I am going to throw that last post of yours out unless you fix it up so that it is believable and fits within the context of the rules.

GM Hawkeye

[Martin Prince//Winthorp D.]

Finally, someone who finally realises the mistakes here.

Now as for you Kahlan, Tony is right, you know how to write up your RP's but that last post was TL;DR to be honest. It put me to sleep but surprised me at the last moment.

The flashes of gold and silver pleasing to the eye start to burn the flesh right off the three knocked out men trapped amongst the fire fight.

That is one example of your extreme power post, which induces life threatening harm towards the 3 men (Including your own partner ftw).

[Brad Windsor]

Including my self being in the car...even worse...anyway I have no more interest in this match anymore and you can consider it done by my part. Delete it, ban it, kill it...what ever u want I bow my head and say im done with it. U wanted Extreme...and I gave u extreme. Besides As I c it, it really does seem possible to happen and no way near unrealistic. But hey ur the the ones who want to read matches and enjoy...so I have no say in it.

Tough

[Martin Prince//Winthorp D.]

Wow, big girl is crying because she's asked to make something look real. HAR HAR HAR.

[Brad Windsor]

Im not crying

[Ryan Hughes]

That looks kinda like bullying MP...

Yes, Kahlan wrote something completely over the top, and yes, it was kinda unrealisistic. But still, she tried, she might have got the wrong idea but i thought in general it was a good post. Maybe if you edit out the last part of the paragraph, it will still be good.

btw where is Johnny Abs in all of this?

[Brad Windsor]

exactly where Ollie is