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Post by Makaveli The Don on Apr 30, 2007 20:22:31 GMT -5
Triple Corpse Hammer Blow by Children of Bodom blasts over the PA system as Red and Grey pyro blasts off on all sides of the entrance a booming reception by the fans of XVI, all ready to blow the roof off the house, adrenaline is pumping like no other event, people want to experience the Aftermath! The camera panes to different sides of the arena with signs such as “This, is how its done!” “Shoot me Bullet Proof!” “We Want Xtreme Divas” and “G-Dizzy to the Hizzy of the Fi Fye Fo Fizzy!”.
David Sierra:
Hello and Welcome everyone to a jam packed Georgia Dome here in Atlanta Georgia tonight, and you are about to experience the Aftermath!
Ed Set:
Oh hell yeah Davey! This is a better feeling than ice cream and sex! Well, take out the sex, and you’ve got it right!
David Sierra:
Ed, I deal with you on a weekly basis, and sometimes, I wonder if I’m paid enough.
Ed Set:
Aw C’mon Davey, you know this is going to be a blockbuster night, like all nights in XVI baby!
David Sierra:
And with that in mind, we go to our first contest, A Triple Threat Match!
as the sirens starts to go off,once the beat drops and huge explosion of pyrotechnics go off and Justin makes his way down to the ring.lights flashing,he slides into the ring and climbs each turnbuckle,playing off the fans energy.
Eric Cabrera:
Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a Triple Threat Match! Introducing first, weighing 240lbs, standing 6’4”, hailing from Bronx New York, he is “The Answer” Justin Evans!
Little Victories by The Horrors hits the P.A. system and the room goes black, Ticker enters from behind the curtain and holds his arms in the air with a cocky smirk on his face. As Tickers hands are raised fire works fire up in a light green colour. The room dims to green and black Ticker begins walking down the ramp with a cocky swagger and look. As Ticker walks down toward the ring yellow lights flash around the ramp in a figure of 8 pattern. Ticker then jump on the ring and enters through the ropes he runs to a turnbuckle and taunts the crowd with his arms outstretched and his hands in the shape of guns. He turns and jumps off the turnbuckle and awaits his opponent.
Eric Cabrera:
And his opponent, weighing in at 215lbs, standing 6’2”, from Stoke-On-Trent United Kingdom, He is Ticker!
The crowd in the arena goes silent. From a sudden, Headstrong by Trapt hits the PA as black and white pyros hit the arena. Damien Necro comes out to the entrance ramp as he walks down towards the ring alongside his manager Robert Duggan. He slides in the ring as Robert Duggan stays at ringside.
Eric Cabrera:
And finally, weighing in at 310lbs, standing 6’1”, hailing from New York New York, he is accompanied by Robert Duggan, he is “The Renegade” Damien Necro Dream!
As the last entrant makes his way to the ring he is met with chants from the fans,
D&D! D&D! D&D!
Ed Set:
Now that’s a unique chant! Damnable smarks.
Ding Ding Ding!
The Match begins with both Justin Evans And Ticker going after Damien, the larger of the three, despite their hatred for each other they would rather settle it after the big man is gone. Mr. Dream however has a different idea, as he back body drops Justin Evans over the top rope, and digs out a Clothesline from Hell nearly taking Tickers head off! Necro then picks up a prone Ticker and nails him with an Atomic Suplex! Ticker rises back up with an evil look on his face, making a Tic Tock hand gesture, implying that Damiens time is up. Naturally offended, The Renegade goes to wallop Ticker with an overhand punch, but Ticker moves out of the way, and gets him with an enziguri kick! Ticker then takes advantage of the dazed Renegade and plants him with a sharp DDT! Ticker quickly goes for a cover.
One…
Kickout! Way too early!
Justin Evans gets back into this contest squaring off with Ticker, who drop kicks Justin into the ropes, but Justin backflip kicks Ticker in the chin, and flips over the rope to the apron, he scales the turnbuckle and goes off the top landing a wicked looking spinning DDT! Justin Evans goes back up top, looking for some good high risk offense, and splashes onto Ticker with a moonsault!
One..
Two..
Kickout!
Necro finds himself back on his feet and Scoops up Evans with a slam! He continues the momentum with a Devastating Powerbomb! Necros looking good out there. Justin then gets lifted up and tossed once again over the top rope to the outside, as Damien boots Ticker in the mid section, who responds with an inverted atomic drop. Necro grabs him by the throat going for a Dominator, but Ticker flips down reversing into a chin breaker, causing The Renegade to slip back, as Justin Evans pulls down the rope causing The Renegade to flop to the outside! Justin Evans is back into the action, and reversing a clothesline on the way in, hits a good looking German Suplex top Ticker. He makes a pose, waiting for Ticker to get back up, and blasts him with The Final Answer! The referee gets into position as Ticker looks clocked and Damien is still dazed on the outside.
One…
Two…
Three!
Eric Cabrera:
And here is your winner, “The Answer” Justin Evans!
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Post by Makaveli The Don on Apr 30, 2007 20:28:59 GMT -5
The Scene fades away from the camera, as we now are backstage several minutes later with Damien Necro Dream being consulted by Nick Duggan.
Nick Duggan:
What was that Damien?! You had that match, and you went and blew it! Why’d you have to go for so many big moves?
Damien Necro Dream:
I don’t know boss, I wanted the big win at the big stage. I wanted it quick and decisive, I just screwed up alright? It happens.
Nick Duggan:
It happens? It Happens?! You aint sounding like yourself boy! Were going to have to train even harder now, we wont sleep until you get another win under that oversized belt of yours.
Just then, we see Corporal Punishment walk into their dressing room. He looks over at Damien, and at Nick Duggan, who doesn’t seem at all pleased to see him.
Corporal Punishment:
Hey, what you did out there was impressive enough son. What you need is focus and a little work on ring psychology. I can give that to you, if you feel you up to MY training regimen. This guy doesn’t seem to know what to do with such promising talent as yourself.
Damien launches up, still holding his head, yet almost snarling at Mr. Punishment.
Damien Necro Dream:
Don’t you EVER insult Nick you here me?! He’s a damn good trainer, and you better get right, or get left by The Renegade pal!
Now Nick Duggan comes in, pushes Damien away, staring The Corporal in the face.
Nick Duggan:
You let me handle this punk Damien! Don’t you EVER insult me, you here me?! I’m a damn good trainer, and you better get right, or get left by The Renegade, Bucko!
Corporal Punishment, un impressed:
You want to prove yourself against the likes of me? Tell you what, anytime you want, anywhere you want, I will be happy to make you give me 10. You think about my offer, and think about what’s going to happen if you refuse.
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Post by Makaveli The Don on Apr 30, 2007 20:31:29 GMT -5
Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a Free Fall Tag Team Match! When the contestants have been introduced, we will have the ring raised 30 feet in the air, from there the match can only end in pin fall or submission.
When the theme of One winged Angel was heard in a P.A system the lighr begin to be dark and a spotlight purple begin to light the stage when all the stage are surround by fog and both man make they way when they begin to sing. They continue their way at the ring and when they reach the light come and both man raise both arms in the airs and when they slam 4 flames appears in a corner following of some 4 pyro ( lesnar style).
Eric Cabrera:
Introducing first, in a combined weight of 485lbs, they hail from The Darkest Reaches of Your Soul, they are Sah’ta Thor and Shadow, the Unholy Legion!
David Sierra:
If there is ever a scarier duo in XVI than these two please let me know! Their chemistry is so good, their intimidation is so great, I am surprised anyone has the guts to stand up to them!
Ed Set:
Well David, we can’t forget this whole thing has been going on since day 1 of XVI. Thor and Johnny Kaos come from completely opposite side of the tracks, and they both found themselves a partner, and the feud continues, to the death I say!
Entrance music slams the pa followed by an explosion of pyro at the top of the ramp. Amidst the sparks stands Outlaw Inc. Johnny with his arm around Kori and Jason right beside him. They walk to the ring slowly, Johnny and Kori hand-in-hand. Jason slides into the ring while Johnny holds the ropes for Kori. Jason scales one turnbuckle, Johnny scales the one across from it and Kori stands at the ropes in between. Another explosion of sparks fall from the ceiling above the ring.
Eric Cabrera:
And their opponents, weighing at a combined weight of 516lbs, they hail from Memphis Tennessee, they are Jason Cane and The Modern Outlaw Johnny Kaos, as well as being accompanied by Kori James, they are Outlaw Inc!
David Sierra:
Their has been some unique corporations to hit the wrestling scene in the past, The Corporation, The Union, Bolin Services and The Legitimate Businessmen’s Club. But None quite give you the feeling of being a professional, than Outlaw Inc.
Ed Set:
Like a true corporation these guys will use any means necessary to make a buck. Lets see how their business savvy works for them against these couple of freaks!
Ding Ding Ding!
All four men start in the ring, being similar to a tornado tag match, but as the ring begins to rise these four men don’t even wait to get their hands on each other as they brawl big time! Jason Cane and Shadow duke it out like only two oversized brutes can, as Thor hits a big enziguri kick to his long time foe Johnny Kaos, who grabs Thors feet, tries for a reverse power bomb, only for Thor to reverse that into an arm drag, they both scramble to their feet and double clothesline each other as Jason Cane gets the advantage and begins pummeling Shadows face, as the ring is now in place!
Ed Set:
We’ve got over a half ton of muscle in that ring Dave, I wonder how long it can keep that height?
David Sierra:
XVI rings are built to endure Ed, there’s no way even if we had a full ton in their that the ring would collapse.
Jason Cane continues to destroy his opponent in the corner until Shadow gets to his knees and trips up Cane on his arse, and hits a double leg drop down in the Broiler! (Copyright Bob Euker Wrestlemania III 1987). Jason Cane doubles over in pain as Shadow now locks in a vicious looking Dark Sufferance Camel Clutch. Johnny Kaos is up and releases the hold as he dropkicks Shadow in the face. He gets back up walking right into Thor lifting him up for a sit out powerbomb, as Shadow goes on the second rope and as Kaos gets slammed, he also feels the sting of a leg drop by Shadow! Jason Cane comes back to and hits a running STO on Thor, picking up The Modern Outlaw as they lift up Shadow and slam him down to the mat, and finish off with a double elbow to the chest cavity!
David Sierra:
Great tag team action so far by these two teams.
Ed Set:
Are you kidding me? You ain’t seen nothing yet!
Kaos and Cane give each other hi fives. As Thor gets back up, they try to double clothesline him, He ducks, flies off the ropes and hits a flying clothesline to his opponents! Thor gets back up, goes up to a top rope, and hits a missile dropkick to Jason Cane! But when he turns around he gets a Japanese arm drag into a Fujiwara Arm Bar by Johnny Kaos! What technical skill! He has the bar on tight, but Shadow comes from behind with a bionic elbow to the forehead of Johnny Kaos, breaking the arm lock. Shadow and Thor take Johnny Kaos, Thor hits a roundhouse kick, and Shadow finishes off the Dark Knockout with a Hammer of Misery! Jason Cane gets back up and spinebusters Thor, but gets a stunning heart punch by Shadow. Shadow then DDT’s Jason Cane as Johnny Kaos is on the apron, getting ready for a springboard something or other, but he launches up, and gets caught in mid air by Shadow! He chucks Johnny Kaos onto the top rope, where he is dangling for dear life, when Thor hits him across the face with a knee lift causing Johnny Kaos to shoot back, and the crowd gasps as he is seen plummeting 30 feet through the Spanish announce table!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
David Sierra: Bah Gawd! He could be dead, somebody get medics down here now!
Kori James goes to check on her client as Shadow and Thor now have Jason Cane where they want him, and hit a double chokeslam! They measure their opponent, as he is still trying to pull himself up, Thor goes to the top apron, as Shadow gets him up, and cracks Jason Cane with a back breaker, while Thor hits the Shooting Star Press! Jason seems totally helpless now, as The Unholy Legion do a cut throat symbol. But Jason Cane is fighting back! He delivers several punches to the gut of Shadow, hits a flying leg lariat onto Thor and goes back to Shadow with an Irish Whip, but is too tired to follow up or dodge a spear by Shadow! He takes him up, and delivers a Tombstone Piledriver! Thor then gets Jason Cane and gives him a Spinning Tombstone in Stereo! The both pile on top of Jason Cane.
One…
Two…
Three!
Eric Cabrera:
And here are your winners, The Unholy Legion!
Ed Set:
Scary ass much done by these two teams, but as we’ve seen from Johnny Kaos before, he is accustomed to sick bumps, he will be back, mark my words!
David Sierra:
This hasn’t solved anything, if anything at all, this only escalates the feud to near Xtreme Levels! |
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Post by Makaveli The Don on Apr 30, 2007 20:38:47 GMT -5
David Sierra:
Bah Gawd what a night we’ve had, and what a night were still yet to see! Now is the scheduled time for what could possibly be, the most hellacious, vile and ruthless structure ever to grace the word Xtreme!
Ed Set:
No doubt this match will redefine what Xtreme really mens Dave. This could also be the very last time we see maybe half of these superstars compete ever again!
David Sierra:
A circular titanium steel cage. Weapons of pure satanic creation hanging from the walls, or even under the ring. The ropes have been replaced by barbed wired chains! It doesn’t matter where you go, your going to get hurt and hurt badly!
Eric Cabrera:
Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for One Fall, it is your Hellfire House of Fun Match, and will be for the XVI Xtreme Championship!
Smack That by Akon plays over the PA system as your surprise 6th contestant comes out with her trademark halter top cut off, black shorts and knee high boots with pink seems. She acknowledges her personal fans, and makes her way towards the booming structure, not seeming all too intimidated by the horrors she is about to face.
Ed Set:
If their was any woman I wanted more than Kori James, it would be Rachel!
David Sierra:
She may be too much woman for even you to handle Ed. She walks into this match Undefeated, and win or lose, as long as she is not the one pinned, she keeps her undefeated streak.
Eric Cabrera:
Introducing first, weighing in at 130lbs, standing 5’3”, hailing from Orlando Florida, she is the Queen of Confrontation, Rachel!
Pitch black darkness descends upon the area. Entrance music starts to play as walls of fire line the ramp a hooded figure in black on a black throne with a chained black mastiff sitting on each side of it as a fog starts to cover the arena. The man on throne lets his hood fall back revealing white horns as he sips a mug of blood. The mug comes down and the man smiles revealing a pair of fangs. He stands up then sets the mug on the seat of the throne as a pair of black feathery wings spread. He slowly walks down the ramp as a light rain starts to fall a lightning bolt hitting the center of the ring every few seconds until his feet hit the steps. He slowly steps into the ring in between the second and top ropes. He walks to the center of the ring and then lifts his arms and then drops them as the lights come back up. Unbuttons his black cloak as the wings fold back down and then takes it off the revealing his black clothes and his midnight black hair flowing down his back as he grins. On his waist is strapped a sword that is drawn to reveal a bluish tinted blade. He raises the blade as balls of ice fall on the ring posts. He sheathes the sword and then unstraps his sword belt. Walks to his corner the winged cloak and sword belt handed to bell ringer.
David Sierra:
One of the men with possibly the highest tolerance for pain, this man accepted a double booking just to get a shot at Johnny Kaos, and now he’s going for a career ending match like this? You HAVE to respect the commitment and the dedication this man is showing to his career.
Ed Set:
Its going to be the freakin end of his career! After his match with Outlaw Inc, hes not going to last long in this match at all!
Eric Cabrera:
And the next contestant, weighing in at 175lbs, standing 5’9”, hailing from Parts Unknown, he is Sah’taaaa Thooooorrrr!
Lights go pretty dim 2 lighting bolts strike the stage at the same time the music starts, a few seconds later 2 more bolts strike now a spotlight shines down to the middle of the stage, Prozac walks out and stands in the light he waits there for a few seconds and looks at the ring the with one hand he beats on his chest and yells (the lights turn back on to normal) and starts walking towards the ring. Prozac slides into the ring goes to 2 different turnbuckles, where he gets on the 2nd rope raises one arm and beats his chest twice with the other one, then waits in the middle of the ring.
David Sierra:
The man is developing a new identity for himself as of late, claiming to be the next God of War! Surely enough, the Meds are sweeping the nations fan base in droves, so he could very well get up a cult following.
Ed Set:
The man already has a cult following. Him and Ritalin are simply insane, that’s the only way to put it, and it’s the only way that these 5 opponents will understand that Prozac will not be defeated here tonight. It is my solid opinion that says Prozac walks out the Xtreme Champ once again baby!
Eric Cabrera:
And their opponent, weighing in at 234lbs, standing 6’0”, hailing from Cornwall, New York. Representing the Meds, he is Proooooozaaaac!
The Arena lights cut of, it is pitch black for a couple of seconds, strobe lighting starts to flicker on and off violently as Sorry, Your Not A Winner by Enter Shikari hits, The camera zooms in on the titontron watching the entrance video of Calaz, when it cuts back to the crowd, showing a spotlight searching around, slowly skimming from one section to another, the spotlight makes its way to the top corner of the arena and stops, revealing the hooded figure known as Calaz, the spotlight follows him down the stairs of the arena while the strobe lighting gives an effect of slow motion almost, he reaches the bottom and hops the barricade, he scuttles up the stairs and quickly hops through the middle and top rope, as he raises up again he throws his arms up and over his head, his hood flies down and droops over the back of his jacket, he then spreads his arms out and walks over to the other side of the ring holding the pose, the strobe lighting dies down as Calaz walks over to the corner awaiting his opponent.
David Sierra:
He claims to be the best XVI has to offer. He has been training relentlessly for this match, and his record stands for itself, the mans a beast, but can he overcome 5 opponents?
Ed Set:
The man is a phenomenal athlete, love him or hate him he has beaten some of the best on XVI. He’s earned his name, no doubt about it!
Eric Cabrera:
And the challenger, weighing in at 220lbs, standing 6’2”, hailing from Stoke on Trent United Kingdom, he is Mr. XVI, The New Era Icon, David Caaaaalaaaazzz!
Stars and Stripes Forever plays over the PA system as a marching band comes from behind the curtains with full attire and enthusiasm. From behind them comes Corporeal Punishment with a huge spanning American Flag over his shoulder as he waves it about and salutes creating a short explosion with red white and blue streamers going everywhere. He looks focused as usual with a broad chin and murderously patriotic look on his face. he makes his way to the ring as the Marching band travels around it and comes out from the left and travels back up the ramp as we get one more salute from the Corporeal.
David Sierra:
Possibly the largest man yet to be in this match, You can bet he’s going to use that size advantage on a lot of his opponents, and try to pick up a quick win tonight.
Ed Set:
And that’s precisely why he’s out of his game. Anyone expecting a quick finish tonight is dead in the head. And I bet ya his Stamina is going to run down real quick too!
Eric Cabrera:
And next, weighing in at 270lbs, standing 6’4”, hailing from Greensborough Alabama, he is Corporal Punishment!
The lights dim, as the bass line of "Miss Murder" rocks the arena. The crowd jump to their feet, some booing, some cheering. As the bass line ends and the song begins, a shot of white pyrotechnic shaped in an X shoots up into the air, and a single white spotlight shines down on the man standing there. He has on black jeans and black wrestling boots with his black leather trench coat dangling down around his shins. His upper body is very well defined, his pecks and his eight pack are very evident. His black, wavy locks draped down around his shoulders and face, accentuating his grey-black eyes. He runs to the ring with a focused look in his eyes, not even looking at the crowd. He jumps up onto the apron of the ring and goes under the top rope. He removes his trench coat and begins to hop arround, awaiting the match to begin.
David Sierra:
There he is, the Xtreme Champ. Life has been a whirlwind for this guy as of late, but you’d be a fool to think he’s not going to be near killed to get that belt taken away from him!
Ed Set:
We may very well see a side of Jordan Glass that you never want to see on Pay Per View, or even live TV! But he doesn’t have to be pinned to lose this one, the first fall wins it, so hes going to have to be on his toes all match!
Eric Cabrera:
And finally, weighing in at 297lbs, standing 6’7”, hailing from Shearstown NewFoundland, he is YOUR Xtreme Champion, “Bullet Proof” Jordaaaan Glaaaaass!
Ding Ding Ding!
Corporal Punishment wastes no time charging right for Prozac, who wasn’t expecting something so quickly and gets backed into the corner, while Jordan Glass did the same to Thor. Glass is using his sheer size to pummel into Thor, who is doing his best with martial arts parrying, but The Champ is too relentless until Thor rolls under the big mans feet and mule kicks him into the corner. Punishment and Prozac are trading stiff blows until they lock up in a jockey for position, where Prozac drops down and judo flips Punishment to the outside. David Calaz seems to be surveying Rachel over, more concerned with her “assets” than actually fighting him, until she blasts him with a forearm to the temple, he gets knocked against the ropes, as Rachel hits a picture perfect drop kick to Calaz to the outside.
Thor runs straight for Rachel, but instead of clobbering her, he ducks past her and splashes into Prozac. But for his efforts Rachel gives him a painful low blow downstairs! She bounces off the ropes and hits a bulldog to her foe! Prozac gives Rachel a thumbs up, but she kicks him downstairs as well! But she turns around and gets her hair grabbed viciously by Jordan Glass! He has a murderous look in his eyes, and drags her to the middle of the ring.
Ed Set:
I think Jordan may be getting flashbacks of his girl by looking at Rachel! That isn’t good at all!
He grabs her by the throat and Bullet Proof drills her to the mat with a sit out powerbomb! Jordan Glass gets up and roars in adrenaline approval. He goes to Prozac and DDT’s him to the mat. And looks to go after Thor as well, having him in the piledriver position, but Corporal Punishment is back in the ring and he brought an Indian strap with thumb tacks glued to it, and whips the champ hard across his bare back! He screams in pain letting go of Thor, and turns around even more intensely looking at the Corporal, who goes for another whip as you can see scarring already across Jordans back with bleeding, but Glass grabs onto the strap, scratching his hand too, but at this point Jordan isn’t feeling the pain and hits a clothesline from hell onto Punishment! Jordan Glass then takes the strap, and begins whipping violently onto the prone Corporal, when now its Calaz’s turn to show up, and hes got a barbed wire light tube!
Mr. XVI comes up from behind him and shatters the glass effectively over the back of Jordans head, causing the champ to fall to both knees. Calaz takes the now loose barbed wire and begins choking Jordan out with it! He pulls back hard as the champ is wincing in Xtreme pain, when Thor comes up and gives Calaz a reverse DDT. And he goes for a cover!
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Two…
Kickout!
David Sierra:
Bullet Proof is finally down, as Thor went for that cover on Calaz. But nobodies gonna give an inch anytime soon.
Thor takes Calaz, picks him up, and slams his face into the barbed wire chains! He begins rubbing it in as now David is bleeding profusely from his forehead down!
Ed Set:
Never before have I seen the proverbial crimson mask applied so quickly than that!
Thor then whips him off the ropes, and climbs under, looking under the ring, he finds a Plexiglass table and throws it into the ring, but David Calaz performs a suicide dive on the outside through Thor, into the titanium steel cage! Both men are completely out!
XVI! XVI! XVI!
Prozac finally gets back up along with Rachel, she forearms him across the face this time, but Prozac decks her one across her pretty little face as well! Pissed off she goes for the low blow again, but Prozac blocks and picks her up for a powerbomb, and levels her through the plexiglass table! She is lying there convulsing, while Prozac, uncaring for the stinging shards of glass, goes for a pin on top of her!
One…
Two…
Kickout!
David Sierra:
My god what impact, Prozac was just a split second away from regaining his title, and look at those two, I’m sure some womans rights activists aren’t too happy now that Rachel is covered in shards of glass and bleeding!
Prozac gets back up, as Rachel rolls over in pain, as we see the true extent of the damage done to her, blood encasing her back, forget crimson masks, shes got the full body suit.
Prozac turns around and eats a big boot by Corporal Punishment! The Corporal picks Prozac back up and hits a big European uppercut, following into his All American Grand Slam! The Corporal goes for a pin.
One…
Broken up by Jordan Glass!
The Champion stands up wearily with Corporal Punishment, as they stand against each other, Jordan throws the first haymaker, and it erupts into a fast paced brawl between the two, Corporal reverses him into the turnbuckle, and begins to do two shoulder blocks, but before he can employ the 3rd, Jordan Glass gets up his knees to daze the Corporal, and props himself up on the second turnbuckle, and lands a flying superkick to the chin of Punishment!
Jordan crawls back up to base, and goes under the ring, grabbing a razor wire bat! The camera panes over to the other side of the ring, as Thor has gotten up and rammed Calaz into the ring post, and grabs an old fashioned wooden table, and douses it with lighter fluid. Jordan goes back inside the ring, measuring the Corporal, and swings a home run right into his face, busting up Corporal now! Everyone but Thor and Prozac are bloody at this point. Jordan swings around the bat, and sees Prozac trying to get up and decks him across the shoulder as well, knocking down Prozac again. But now, Thor has light the table on fire! He climbs back inside the ring, as Jordan runs towards Thor and for his efforts, gets back body drop to the outside, through the flaming Table!
Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!
Thor drops to his knees slumps over Corporal Punishment.
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Two…
Kickout!
Thor searches around the mat and grabs a shard of plexiglass, and begins stabbing violently at the chest of Corporal Punishment! He has gone completely nuts! Rachel makes a heroic return with another barbed wire light tube and cleans Thors clock with it, and we could have a new champ as he goes for the cover!
One…
Two…
Thre-Kickout! Thor kicked out!
Calaz gets back into the action as well and hits a far away Overcastle onto Rachel! Calaz picks up that Indian Strap and looks like hes going to use it on Rachel!
Ed Set:
Rachel has been a bad, bad girl Davey, and now its time to take her medicine.
David Sierra:
That would be up to Prozac, not Calaz.
He whips her across the side with the strap as she winces in pain! He gets into her face on the ground and screams at her to say his name! He whips her again and she rolls around in agony, but Prozac now comes over and he has a pallet of sheet rock, and buries Mr. XVI with a thunderous drop! Prozac goes up to the top rope, and hits a springboard leg drop onto the rubble of The New Era Icon! Prozac is trying to now remove the pallet so that he can pick up the win here, but now Jordan Glass comes up, you can see burn marks up and down his arms and back, as he kicks Prozac in the head, and lifts him up and piledrives him onto the Sheet Rock!
Ed Set:
I don’t know what hurts worse, being piledrove onto that thing, or being Calaz, still trapped under the damn thing!
David Sierra:
This isn’t a wrestling match, it’s a damned horror movie! Somebody end this before somebody is killed!
Jordan Glass lays over the Sheet Rock. Exhausted and writhing in pain. Thor goes out to find more lighter fluid, being the crazed pyromaniac he seems to be, but Corporal Punishment follows him outside and double ax handles Thor into the cage, then pulls his opponent away and into the apron, only to violently shove him right back into the cage. The camera panes to how both now every one is bleeding, and we notice Rachel is going to the top rope. Corporal Punishment now finds the lighter fluid and takes an Indian strap, and lights that on fire! He’s got a flaming whip! Corporal Punishment sears the flesh of Thor across his back, as Rachel hits a daring moonsault onto Jordan, who still happens to be on top of that sheet rock on top of Calaz! The ref administers the count.
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Two….
Corporal Punishment slides into the ring and is about to hit Rachel, but she moves, forcing Jordan Glass to take the flaming whip shot!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Rachel rolls under a strike by Punishment, and picks up the original Indian Strap and with clever maneuvering, gets the strap out of Corporals hands and into hers, shes now got dual whips, bloody and battered, the Bitch is Pissed as she waylays into Corporal Punishment with a gorey amount of slashes from each whip respectively! She seems to have lost herself in the insanity of the fire, but Thor comes from behind and hits her with a backcracker, gushing out more blood from her already injured back! The Whips finally go out of flame, and lie dormant, as Corporal Punishment looks to be out colded, but with an eerie glazed look in his eyes as if he were about to die. Thor goes for a pin on the exhausted Rachel.
One…
Two…
Another woman breaks up the pin?!
David Sierra:
Who is that?! What business does she have in here?!
Ed Set:
That’s none other than Becs! David Calaz’s Valet!
Becs indeed broke up the count, and then proceeds to release Calaz from his Sheet Rock restraint. She succeeds, but now she has an Angry Thor staring down at her, and he grabs her by the hair, and looks like he will snap her in two, when Mr. XVI comes out of nowhere with a Steel Chair and Becs is able to duck as Thor gets clobbered!
Ed Set:
Plundah! He’s brought Plundah to the ring!
David Sierra:
Damnit Ed, your not Dusty Rhodes!
“The American Dream” Dusty Rhodes:
Nope, I am!
David Sierra:
Wait a minute, what the fuck?!
“The American Dream” Dusty Rhodes:
Just remember folks, were getting funky like a monkey!
Nothing more is mentioned of the portly son of plumber as we get back to the action with Rachel getting up to clothesline Calaz so he cannot pin Thor, Jordan Glass pops back up and this a vicious Spear to Rachel, nearly breaking her in half! Prozac comes back into the ring, and hits the PDDT on Bullet Proof! He goes for his own cover!
One…
Two…
Thre……Kickout! Jordan Glass some how kicked out of the PDDT!
Prozac takes Jordan by the hair, and viciously scraps his face across the barbed wire chain ropes! Jordan leaves a chunk of flesh with him, as Calaz uses the pallet of sheet rock to bundle both Prozac and Jordan to the outside with the pallet on top of them! Calaz turns around, and gets a stiff low blow from Rachel! She uses a Herculean amount of strength, and lifts him up for her Ultimate Finisher in the F-5! Right onto the steel chair! She lackadaisically puts one hand across his chest as she too is incapacitated, and the referee gets into position!
One…
Two…
Thre……Three!
Ding Ding Ding!
Eric Cabrera:
And here is your winner, and NEW XTREME CHAMPION, Raaaaaaaaaaachel!!!!!!!
David Sierra:
Bah Gawd what a contest! No man, or woman is left standing! God Damn what a match!
Ed Set:
And tonight, we make World Records look like mere Cheap Accolades! We have crowned our first, and sexiest, female Xtreme Champion!
David Sierra:
I just hope to god we never ever see this damnable structure again! These great athletes are as good as dead! Damn what a match, there is no doubt that we have done it again, and taken it TO THE XTREME! |
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Post by Makaveli The Don on Apr 30, 2007 20:45:16 GMT -5
Right after the last match ends, Makaveli walks out on to the stage and raises a mic to his mouth.
Makaveli:
I have an announcement to make..
The crowd quiets down...
Makaveli ~ Now ladies and gentlemen.. Today is a very interesting night. Not only will that son of a bitch Szaban lose his title against G-Dawg.. but you all will witness the dawn of a new Stable. This man is very well known. I would like to announce to you all the newest stable in the XVI, The UnNaturals!
The entire crowd goes quiet and looks toward the stage along with the entire roster standing in the ring. Everyone was wondering who was important enough to have Makaveli come out and announce their arrival. "Party Starter" by Will Smith and Ludacris comes blaring out over the pa system. Xavier Barnes and Xander Lawson walk out on to the stage. Makaveli walks over and shakes each man's hand and gives Xander his mic.
Xander ~ Well our first order of business tonight is to entertain these awesome fans. So I guess I will have to make it rain.
Xander then snap his fingers. Suddenly diamonds of all different carats start drizzling down on the audience. The crowd goes completely insane. The guys in the ring stare dumbfounded. The Xander hands Xavier the microphone.
Xavier waits a couple minutes for the crowd to settle. Then he begins to speak.
Xavier ~ Xander made it rain, and I can't compete wit that. Call me the buzz killer or whatever you will, but I'm about to shit on your parade.
Makaveli looks up towards the ceiling. Xavier then snaps his fingers, and a concoction of human and animal shit comes running down from the rafters. Makaveli is standing in the ring is completely covered in shit.
Makaveli comes and take the microphone from Xavier.
Makaveli:
You promised me an exciting entrance and you give me this shit?! Welcome home!!
As all three walk up the aisle, a message on the titantron appears:
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Post by Makaveli The Don on Apr 30, 2007 20:48:34 GMT -5
The Aftermath returns from its commercial break, the camera cuts to the two announcers who are in shock at the match they just witnessed
Ed Set:
Ladies and gentlemen...I think we have just witnessed one of the most destructive, career shortnening and maybe even life threatening matches ever to have taken place in a wrestling ring.
David Sierra:
I agree with you there Ed, the pain those 5 men and that woman put on each other is, quite frankly, unbelievable. But the show must go on...
Ed Set:
That it must, and from one destructive match to another, this time for the NextGen title, its the defending champion Ritalin vs. the former champ Jake Xavier.
The camera pans to the centre of the ring where Eric Cabrera stands, above him hangs the NextGen championship, as it is raised high above the ring Eric Cabrera holds the microphone to his mouth.
Eric Cabrera:
Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall and is for the NextGen championship, introducing first, the challenger he hails from Calgary Alberta, Canada and weighs in at 225 lbs, he is...Jake Xavier!
"Before I forget" by Slipknot plays throughout the arena, and the lights in the arena dim. Jake Xavier walks through the curtain, standing tall, leather jacket on shoulder. He walks down the ramp, ignoring the fans, and shouts at them when being "boo'ed". He slides under the bottom rope, and takes off his leather jacket, throws it into the corner, and then kneels down in the corner with his head down.
Eric Cabrera:
And introducing next, he hails from Cornwall, New York and weighs in at 210 lbs he is...Ritalin.
Devil Is A Loser by Lordi plays and Ritalin comes out onto stage and raises both arms. Then makes his way down ramp slapping hands with the fans. When he gets to the ring he slides in and goes to two different corners and puts one foot on the bottom rope and one the middle and raises his arms.
The referee calls for the bell and this match gets underway. Both men stare each other down looking up at the NextGen title that is still hanging high above the ring waiting in case it is needed for the ladder match. They move in face to face with each other and start bad mouthing in each others face's, the champ slaps Jake across the face and Jake retaliates with a push that sends Ritalin off his feet and to the ground, quickly Jake goes for a submission move but Ritalin wriggles out of it and gets to his feet once again. They circle each other in the ring, Ritalin takes a dive at Xavier’s leg and manages to grab hold, he attempts a single leg Boston crab but Xavier manages to roll through and just like Ritalin before he pops back up to his feet and into a wrestling style stance.
Ed Set:
Nice classic wrestling manoeuvres by these two athletes but how long will it last.
The two move in on each other again, Ritalin once again dives for a leg but Xavier stands back and delivers a swift boot to the head, Ritalin lies out cold on the mat and Jake continues to stomp away at the head and upper body of Ritalin. In the end the referee steps in and moves Xavier away from Ritalin, the ref checks that he's ok and eventually Ritalin manages to climb to his feet, as he does Xavier charges at him with a clothesline, but it is ducked by the champ and is followed up by two hard right hands to the face of Xavier,
David Sierra:
Xavier looks out on his feet right now, I thought maybe he had the upper hand in this first of a possible three matches but it doesn't seem that way any more
Ritalin follows up with a hard forearm sending Xavier crashing to the canvas; Ritalin kneels down and applies an MMA style arm bar to Xavier who writhes in pain. As the referee asks Jake if he wants to submit, Jake shakes his head furiously and reaches for the bottom rope, Ritalin tries to pull back also gaining more leverage, Jake squirms closer, and closer until finally he reaches the rope and the referee begins his count of five. He reaches four and Ritalin breaks the hold as he watches Jake writhe in pain on the floor holding his arm.
Ed Set:
Lucky escape for the former champ there, Ritalin needs to keep this pressure on
Ritalin walks forward going toward the fallen Jake Xavier, he reaches for his head and grabs him by his hair, Jake hits Ritalin with a low blow and then goes after his leg putting him into an ankle lock. Ritalin struggles to get free, he manages to find a spot and rolls under but Jake keeps old of the ankle. Ritalin manages to get Xavier into a leg bar hold levering onto him with a body scissors. Both men scream in agony but still they apply more pressure to their respective holds. The referee checks both men over, he stares at Xavier, then Ritalin then back at Jake, then back to Ritalin, Suddenly a loud banging of the canvas can be heard and as the referee looks up both men are slapping the mat and tapping out to each other. The referee calls for the bell and walks to the corner talking to Eric Cabrera.
Eric Cabrera:
Ladies and Gentlemen, the referee has informed me that the first match has been ruled a tie, the scores are now one each, this match will now continue inside of a steel cage, escaping the cage does not count as a victory, only pin falls, submissions or knockout will decide the winner.
As both men squirm in pain on the floor the 15 foot high steel cage slowly descends from the ceiling engulfing the ring in the process. A large clang is heard and the cage stays in place around the edge of the ring.
Ed Set:
Well here we go match number two
David Sierra:
This is gonna turn ugly real bad, real fast!
The two competitors pull themselves up by using the ropes, both in different corners. As they gather their bearings they notice the steel cage surrounding them, they then glance at each other once again, both men hobble toward each other feeling the effect of the submission moves and begin to trade blows in the centre of the ring, Ritalin gains the upper hand and knocks Xavier to the floor, Ritalin wastes no time in dragging Jake to the cage and scraping his head along the steel, you can literally hear the skin tear as Jakes head begins to ooze blood. Ritalin sees what he has done and taunts to the crowd who cheer back at him, as he turns back to Jake however he is met with a quick dropkick to the knee that knocks Ritalin down, he attempts to do what Ritalin just did to him, but instead Ritalin manages to crawl away into the corner, Jake follows him, his face now completely covered in blood, Xavier begins to stomp away at Ritalin in the corner eventually causing Ritalin to lye flat, this allows him to press Ritalin’s head into the cage, for a few seconds Ritalin’s head it used like cheese on a grater until Xavier stops, wondering why Ritalin isn’t bleeding. He lifts up Ritalin and whips him against the ropes, but Ritalin reverses and goes to whip Jake who reverses again by pulling Ritalin in towards him and lifts him up to a flap jack position only to send him crashing head first into the solid steel. Now a trickle of blood begins to flow down Ritalin’s face.
Ed Set:
This thing has turned extremely dangerous, Jake has lost a lot of blood and Ritalin has just been busted open, it's not looking good for either competitor at the moment.
The two men battle it out, both extremely weakened by the beatings they have been taking from one and other. They both trade blows in the centre of the ring, Ritalin whips Xavier at the ropes and runs at the ropes on the opposite side, both men jump at the same time and hit massive clotheslines on each other. The referee begins to administer a ten count, 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9.....10!
David Sierra:
What again! another tie?
Ed Set:
It seems that way Dave the referee is having a word with Eric over there lets see what he says
Eric Cabrera:
Ladies and gentlemen I have just been informed by the referee that this match will continue into the third stipulation of a ladder match, the scores are still tied at two each.
The steel cage starts to rumble and take off toward the roof once again as men bringing ladders down toward the ring appear from the back; they place them all around the ring and set two up on the entrance ramp. The NextGen title begins to drop from the roof and dangles around 10 feet above the ground. The two men still laid out flat in the middle of the ring begin to move slightly, they both use each others limp bodies to haul themselves onto their own feet delivering right and left hands to each others bloody face. Ritalin kicks Jake in the stomach and hits him with an under hook backbreaker, using the time that his opponent is down Ritalin makes his way outside and slides two ladders into the ring. He slides in himself but is met with a clothesline from Xavier, Jake moves to pick up one of the ladders and sets it up underneath the hanging belt. He begins a slow climb up to the top of the ladder, Ritalin sees this and moves as fast as he can up the ladder himself, Jake outstretches a hand but is nailed in the stomach by Ritalin, and another shot this time to the head knocks Jake off balance. Ritalin reaches over and nails Xavier with a BKO from the top of the ladder, both men lay sprawled out across the ring.
Ed Set:
OH MY GAWWWD! Did you just see that, what a move, both men must be feeling this one for sure
The crowd begin a "Holy Shit" chant as Ritalin stirs he stand up and begins to walk over to the ladder, Xavier moves also eventually finding his feet, he watches to see Ritalin begin an extremely slow climgb up the ladder, Jake reaches over and grabs the other ladder Ritalin brought into the match earlier. He places it by the other ladder and sticks the top rung in at an angle to the other. Ritalin reaches the top and almost has his fingers on the belt when he is nailed by a shining Wizard from Xavier sending him flying from the top of the ladder, Jake does not follow however, he had grabbed onto the title belt as he hit the shining wizard and is in the process of un-doing the belt, he eventually does and he falls to the floor belt in hand, the bell sounds and Jake Xaviers hand is raised by the referee.
Eric Cabrera:
Your winner and NEEEEEW XVI NextGen Champion...Jake...Xavier
Ed Set:
What a freakin match we have just seen there Dave, wow what a match
David Sierra:
and theres more to come join us after the break for our main event Szaban defending his title against G-Dawg
Jake Xavier is seen holding his title in his hands, his face a bloody mess as a hype video for the main event plays and XVI cuts to a commercial break |
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Post by Makaveli The Don on Apr 30, 2007 20:49:48 GMT -5
Your screen comes back from commercials as you gulp down the last of your Ironwiser. The screen shows Ed Set and David Sierra.
David ~ WOO! We're back here at Aftermath, and we've had an AMAZING night so far. We've had a match for the Xtreme championship, a match for the NextGen title and now one for the World Championship!
Ed ~ That last match, for the NextGen Championship, was a bitch! Three stages of hell, and the first time we've ever had a doube tap out! Might be the first in history!
David ~ WOO!
Ed ~ Didn't you already say that?
David ~ A double tap out deserves a double woo!
Ed rolls his eyes.
RA ~ Entering the ring first, from Worcester, Massachusetts. Here's the XVI World Champion .. Szaban!
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appear across the giant TV, The crowd's reaction grows greater with each change on the screen then finally
SZABAN
appears across the screen The crowd screams and cheers as the name apears on the XVItron, as the arena is shown, at first it seems one by one, but suddenly the entire arena is lit up by individual lighters, beginning part of 36 Mafia's "It's a Fight" blares throughout the PA system and the lights slowly illuminate the arena.
Szaban runs down to the ring wearing a collar shirt with tall a tee and baggy stylish jeans. On his feet are, as always, a pair of matching timberland boots. He slides under the bottom rope and hops up, looking around at the crowd, smiling. He takes off his collar shirt, passing it to a stage hand. He stands in his corner and awaits his opponant.
David ~ And there's the champ.
RA ~ And now, his challenger. From Raleigh, North Carolina. G-Dawg!
The camera pans over the crowd to reveal fans beginning to stand on their feet as "Seven Nation Army" blares over the p.a. Signs in the crowd begin to come up and the fans begin a G-Dawg chant, and when the anticipation is at its height, G-Dawg makes his way through the curtains. He pumps up the crowd by running from one end of ramp to another. He slaps a few hands on his way down then sprints down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He stands in the center of the ring then stares up at the ceiling. He takes off his shirt and throws it on the floor outside of the ring and poses on each turnbuckle, then turns, glaring at Szaban.
Ed ~ There is a deep hatred between these two. You can see it in their eyes.
David ~ Ya think?
Suddenly G-Dawg jumps on Szaban, taking him down to the ground and begins to pound him with lefts and rights to the head.
David ~ A quick start here from G-Dawg.
Dawg gets to his feet, pulling Szaban up with him. BAM, he hits a overhead belly to belly suplex. He gets back to his feet, pulls Szaban up, irish whips him into the corner, then clotheslines him hard into the turnbuckle.
As Szaban stumbles out of the corner G-Dawg kicks Szaban in the gut, then picks him up, lifting him up onto the turnbuckle. He jumps up onto the ropes, and superplexes Szaban back into the ring, but lands a little strange and hurts his shoulder. He grabs it, wincing.
Ed ~ Dawg may have done some damage to that left shoulder there.
Szaban see's G-Dawg in pain and gets to his feet. He lifts up G-Dawg and begins to deliver blows to his hurt shoulder, then grabs his arm and hits a armbar takedown. He rolls back, and locks on the P.O.D.
Ed ~ Penis of Death, Penis of Death!
David ~ I think I'd rather call it a dragon sleeper.
Ed shrugs.
Ed ~ Suit yourself.
G-Dawg shows no sign of tapping, so Z releases the hold. He gets to his feet, pulling Dawg up with him. He kicks him in the gut, then lifts him up. Bodyslam. He then lifts Dawg up again and kicks him in the gut. DDT. He gets to his feet, pulling G-Dawg up with him. He lifts him up onto his shoulders and hits a back body drop.
He gets up and walks to the corner, waiting for G-Dawg to get up. Dawg slowly starts to rise, and Z smiles. Dawg spins around, Z goes for the super kick and .. SMACK! Z's hit with a russian leg sweep, falling onto his back hard.
Both men lay there, in the ring, unmoving. The referee begins to count.
1 ..
2 ..
3 ..
4 ..
5 ..
Both men are to their knees ..
6 ..
7 ..
Both men are back to their feet and are now exchanging hard lefts and rights.
Dawg seems to get the upper hand quite quick, then nails Z with a hard chop to the sternum. Szaban falls onto his back, holding his chest. Dawg smiles and gets up to the top rope.
Z begins to get to his feet as Dawg's smile grows even more. He jumps off the ropes just as Z turns around, trying to hit him with a cross-body, but Z jumps and nails Dawg with a dropkick in midair, kicking him square in the forehead, but Z falls back, hitting his head hard. He seems to be knocked out ..
.. but the referee doesn't notice, and Szaban's arm just happens to be lain over G-Dawg's chest. Both men are out cold, but the referee can't see Z's face, so there is no way of telling.
The ref drops down for the count.
David ~ OH MY GOD!
One ..
Ed ~ HOLY SWEET SHIT!
Two ..
David ~ HOW LUCKY!
THREE!
Ed ~ AND SZABAN RETAINS HIS TITLE!
Szaban regains conciousness, and rolls over. He see's the referee reach for his hand then raise it. He realizes whats going on when his music hits the PA system. He smiles.
RA ~ Your winner, and STILL XVI World Champion, SZABAN!
Szaban struggles to his feet, looking around, still smiling as the referee hands him his belt.
David ~ HE DID IT, HE DID IT! HE RETAINED HIS TITLE! WHAT A NIGHT FOLKS!
Ed ~ Yeah, and what a night next Side Effect is going to be. Tune in people. You don't wanna miss it.
David ~ Wait a minute? What is this? It's Rachel! What is Rachel doing inside the ring?!
Rachel had come down the entrance ramp and inside the ring. Her and Szaban have a stare down...
David ~ The newly crowned XTreme Champion is in the same ring as the World Champion. What does she want!
Suddenly, Rachel stretches out her arm for a handshake. Reading her lips, it seems like she says, "Congratulations. You deserve to keep that title."
Szaban shakes her hand, smiling. He lets go... The Aftermath comes to a close with a shot of Szaban holding his title high above his head. |
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