Post by ultraviolent on Jun 21, 2009 23:29:51 GMT -7
-The fans are on their feet, excited that the Tired and Convicted PPV is finally under way, and not only that they are starting things off with Dreamer on of the fan favorites here at GHW. While Dreamer works on some leg stretches the lights in the arena dim down Immediately following the dimming of the light, music is heard pouring out of the PA system. The sound is "No Pity For A Coward," by Suicide Silence. the fans watch on unsure of whats going on around them. As they continue to look on the lights lighten back up just a little and a figure is seen standing on the stage. The man appears to be fairly young, and has a low hair cut. He is wearing black shorts with black wrestling boots, a white tank top and black gloves along with a black wrist band that completely covers his forearms, but more important then anything else he has an unfamiliar title hanging over his shoulder. In his left hand he is twirling a Mic with the GHW logo on the side. He doesn't go any further then the ramp, and just stand there while his music plays. Soon the lights in the arena lighten back up all the way and his music stops playing. He waits a few seconds before slowly bringing the Mic to his lips.-
~[Matt Violence]~ "Well, well, well. Look who it is. If it isn't good old Dreamer. You know I really didn't expect this from you Dreamer. I didn't think you would run away from your own fed just to avoid a match with me. I really didn't. But I guess you just take the name 'Prince Of Hardcore,' for granted. Just shows what kind of loser you really are."
-He pauses and drops the hand he is holding the Mic with down to his side. He places his other hand over the title which is still on his shoulder and starts to strut down the declining ramp. He looks down while he is walking with a huge grin upon his face. Once he gets to the end of the ramp he looks up at Dreamer who's face tells a bad story, just by the looks alone you can tell he isn't a fan of the guy walking towards the ring. The title wearing superstar stop about 3 feet way from the squared circle. He locks eyes with Dreamer ans starts to bring the Mic back up to his lips as he begins to speak once more.-
~[Matt Violence]~ "So Shawn, did you really think ignoring my phone calls, and E-Mails was going to get you out of the match I requested this week over at Hell's Gate Wrestling Association? I mean did you think coming over here to the lousy GHW was going to stop me from getting my hands on you? Well you guessed wrong. Here I am, and I came bearing gifts. "
-Matt again drops his hand along with the Mic down to his side. With his free hand he turns and points to the stage area with a huge smile painted on his face. As he does so a GHW staff worker starts to push out a shopping cart filled with tons of things that can be used in violent ways. But just as that staff worker starts going down the ramp another is sent out with even more deadly objects. As they make their way down the ramp they park the two shopping cart out side the ring right next to Matt. The two staff worker then make their way back stage, as Matt Violence raises the Mic once more to speak.-
~[Matt Violence]~ "You see Dreamer I've officially made myself your mystery opponent. But there are a few things I would like to go over with you before we get started here tonight. This match is no longer just your typical no DQ match. This is a match I specialize in, and so should you if you like to call yourself the 'Prince Of Hardcore,' it's a ULTRA VIOLENT MATCH. A match that consist of the most brutal and devastating weapons as seen here in the two shopping carts I've put together. But that's not all. Here over my shoulder is a title I've held for many years while doing independent wrestling. It's the ULTRA VIOLENT CHAMPIONSHIP! This title is a symbol of hardcore. So here's the deal Dreamer, if you have the balls to accept."
-Yet again the superstar lowers the Mic from his lips, and to his side. With his free hand he grabs the title from off his shoulder and brings it to his side as well, after a second he slides in with both the belt and the Mic. He quickly pushes himself to a vertical basis and walks face to face with the aggravated Dreamer before yet again bringing the Mic to his lips and continues with his rant.-
~[Matt Violence]~ "Now what will happen is this, if and by 'if' I mean 'when' I beat you to a bloody pulp here tonight I will remain the Ultra Violent champ and will then take it back to HGWA and defend it there at your own fed just as a big slap in the face, but if and this is a BIG if by some miracle you are able to pull off a win on me here tonight you are free to take this title and do with it as you please. So Dreamer, whats it gonna' be, huh?"
-Dreamer looks into the eyes of the man who stands before him with almost pure hate as he breaths in deeply trying to keep his composure, soon he snatches the Mic right from the hand of Matt and brings it to his own lips and begins to speak. the sound of his voice alone can express the hate he has for this guy.-
~[Shawn Dreamer]~ "You know what Matt you have a lot of nerve. A lot of nerve to come all the way over here to GHW and confront me the way you just did. What you think I am scared of you? No. I'm not Violence. It takes a lot to get a man like me scared. And you, ha. You don't even come close. So as you your little title match, I accept."
-Dreamer takes the Mic and throws it outside of the ring. Matt then takes the belt and hands it to the ref who then hands it to a ring side staff member. Dreamer then backs a few steps away from Matt and takes his shirt of quickly making sure he gave Matt no time to pull off a sneak attack. He then walks to the side of the ring and balls up the shirt and throws it to the fans, and smiles as they all fight to catch it. he then slowly turns around and is caught by a clothesline that sends him falling to the out side of the ring which is just a concrete floor.-
Post by Martin Prince//Winthorp D. on Jun 22, 2009 8:08:46 GMT -7
Shawn Dreamer looks up at Matt Violence, a brief look of confusion seen on his face as Matt Violence stands in the ring proudly.
"GO! If you close your eyes, your life a naked truth revealed Truths you never lived and scars never healed In the darkness, light will take you to the other side You'll find me waiting there, you'll see if you just close your eyes If you just close your eyes"
"Just Close Your Eyes" by Story of the Year begins blaring through the Arena PA system, the crowd erupt in a series of cheers and applauses as Martin Prince, the General Manager of TNT walks out from behind the curtain, dressed in a complete apparel of a pinstriped suit with suave black leather shoes and held in the GM's hand is a microphone, wanting to get through his business quick, Martin raises the microphone up to his lips.
Martin Prince "First off, I don't even know who the hell you are. Matt Violet. Wait, give me a second to read this document...Oh, Matt Violence is your name. Well Matt, I would like to say that right now as the General Manager of this roster that you have not been authorised as the official opponent for Mr. Dreamer over here, who looks just as confused as I was when I saw you making your way down to the ring illegally."
The crowd reacts instantly with a laugh, Matt Violence however looking back in disbelief at Martin, who keeps his face straight with seriousness.
"So, whether or not you paid someone to let you go through to the ring, or whether you snuck down and forced my sound guy to play your theme song, it doesn't matter. What matters is that we get this match done officially and in the right way, so right now I would like to call for..SECURITY!"
Colin Jennings "Oh come on! You don't need to go that hard on the guy, just ask him to kindly leave the ring or something!"
Big Al "Shh, shut up Colin. Whatever the GM wants is what he gets, he runs the show after all, and I just gotta say I LOVE THIS. Remove that new recruit from the ring and show him who's boss!"
Security rush down to the ring from the backstage area and enter the ring, Matt Violence looks for an exit from the ring as countless members of the security staff tackle him down and force him out of the ring, Shawn Dreamer watching and doubling up in laughter as his 'nemesis' leaves the ring.
"That's right men, escort him out of the building while you're there. Now, down to business. This match is scheduled as an Ultraviolent Match, and because Mr. Violence was so kind enough to bring down all these wonderful weapons to the ring, I'm in a good enough to announce who your opponent is to avoid such other confusions such as this..This man is a behemoth in the ring, he comes right from the streets of Gorton..please welcome..Ryan "The Batman" Hughes!"
The announcement of 'The Batman' brings a standing ovation from the crowd, who haven't seen him in awhile after the controversial affair that was aired weeks ago.
"My god! Ryan 'The Batman' Hughes is gonna be here to compete against Shawn Dreamer, this is a hell of a shocker Al!"
"Course it is Colin, Hughes is one mean bastard in the ring, and we're sure to see a hell of a match..a hell of an Ultraviolent match!"
Post by Ryan Hughes on Jun 22, 2009 8:44:00 GMT -7
Martin Prince looks towards the curtains, smartening his suit to look as cool as fuck. All of a sudden, the arena is plunged in to darkness, as all the houselights and spotlights switch off. The titantron flickers, and a silhouette of a human body comes in to view on a blue background.
The pyros go off at the top of the rampway as the beat of the music, “Before I Forget” by Slipknot, kicks in. The lights suddenly flash on, causing the excited fans to scream and shout in anticipation. Ryan comes out, with his bat by his side, and a microphone in his left hand, to a rapturous reception from the fans as the titantron shows Ryan using his trademark Strikeout finisher on several opponents from other federations and recent footage `of Ryan performing the Mancunian Mash Up and other big moves on opponents from past federations.
Stapled shut, inside an outside world and I'm Sealed in tight, bizarre but right at home Claustrophobic, closing in and I'm Catastrophic, not again I'm smeared across the page, and doused in gasoline I wear you like a stain, yet I'm the one who's obscene Catch me up on all your sordid little insurrections, I've got no time to lose, and I'm just caught up in all the cattle
::CHARLIE COORS:: “Introducing the REAL opponent. On his way to the ring, from Manchester, England, standing at 6'5 and weighing in at 251lbs, Ryan Hughes!”
::COLIN JENNINGS:: “Well, Shawn Dreamer has just been checked in to one hell of an ass whooping here Al. Ryan is back, and although we returned the week after that big fiasco, I know what this guy is like. He craves hardcore, I mean….. HE CLASSES A FUCKING BARBED WIRE BAT AS A FRIEND!”
::BIG AL MULLIGAN:: “Yeah, but it isn’t going to be a walk in the park for the Batman. Shawn is the Prince of Hardcore, and if you remember, he was in the final of the ultraviolent tournament a few weeks back, only losing to current champ, Colin Fitzpatrick.”
Fray the strings Throw the shapes Hold your breath Listen!
I am a world before I am a man I was a creature before I could stand I will remember before I forget BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
Ryan goes down one side of the ramp way hi-5ing the fans then goes back to hi-5 the other side. He notices a kid who has a bat on the front row; Ryan gets it from him, and raises the bat in to the air with authority, then gives it back to the smiling child. Ryan does a full lap around the ring, taking in his surroundings; this is his first match in GHW for a while, and to see this sort of ovation, he is shocked. He gets in to the ring, and starts shaking the ropes, letting out all his hyperactive energy. He then climbs up the turnbuckle and points to all the fans, then raises his bat in the air. He looks towards Shawn, who is ready to fight, and raises a finger, motioning for patience. Ryan raises the mic to his lips.
::RYAN HUGHES:: “Well, Ill only be a minute Shawnie boy. HEY GHW, YOUR RESIDENT MADMAN IS BACK!”
The crowd pops at this in a big way. Ryan gets to the outside of the ring, and grabs two rolls of barbed wire from the shopping carts Matt Violence brought down, and he smiles before returning to the ring, and raising the microphone once again.
“Shawn, could you do me a favor? I know that these fans want to get their moneys worth, and I also know that they are a bunch of mad bastards. So we are going to treat them. Grab this.”
Shawn catches the barbed wire thrown at him. Bad idea in retrospect, as the barbs cut in to Shawns hands, making them bleed.
”Now. You wrap the wire around those two sets of ropes, and Ill do these. Boy, we are sick motherfuckers.”
Ryan and Shawn proceed to decorate the ropes with wire, as if it was tinsel for a Christmas Tree. After they are finished giving the GHW ropes a makeover, they finally get the match underway with a lock up.