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Post by ππ’π₯ππ¬ πππππ on Oct 13, 2023 19:48:43 GMT -5
LOSER DRINKS PISS 2THEMAX MATCH MAX DAEMON VS JOEY SCALA
The feed opens with a simple shot of a sold out, raging, crazy as hell Philadelphia crowd crammed into the 2300 Arena. The ring is barren of ropes and a mat, just wood planks. Joey Scala and Max Daemon stand opposite one another, Taylor Swift in the ring between them.
Nate Nytro: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to XIII! I'm your ring announcer Nate Nytro this is your opening contest, take it away Taylor!
Taylor Swift: This match is scheduled for one fall, submissions and knockouts only.. and the loser.. MUST! DRINK! PISS!
The crowd goes fuckin' nuts.
Taylor Swift: To my left, fighting out of Younkers, New York. Standing six foot one, weighing in at two hundred and fifty pounds.. he is SCALA THE BRAWLA.. JOEY SCALA!
The crowd woos.
Taylor Swift: And to my right, fighting out of a version of Baltimore, Maryland. He stands five foot eight, weighs one hundred and eighty pounds, he is HELLBORN AND HEAVENSENT - MAX - FUCKING - DAEMON!
Taylor steps down out of the ring as the crowd goes bananas. The Doom Squad ref in the ring calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Nate Nytro: XIII AND 2THEMAX ARE UNDER WAY!
Max and Joey put their hands up and inch toward the center, neither man wanting to give up postition. Joey goes for a punch but Max ducks through, waist lock, driving Scala hard into the pine!
Nate Nytro: Oof that's just wood and steel!
Max tries to lock in a submission but Joey is able to block, rolls over and clobbers Max with a forearm from a mount! Another! Max is woozy already! A third is missed as Max moved and grabs the arm in a kimura!
Nate Nytro: Max going for it! After hitting wood that arm has to be hurting!
Joey rolls forward and out of it, both men get up and MAX FUCKING DAEMON RUNS FULL SPEED SPEARING SCALA OUT OF THE RING, OVER THE RAILING AND INTO THE CROWD! They all move out of the way and chant holy shit! holy shit!
Nate Nytro: UTILIZING THE NO ROPE ASPECT OF HIS OWN SPECIALTY, MAX DAEMON HAS DESTROYED JOEY SCALA! They gotta get back in the ring though, this is a FAST ten count!
Indeed the ref is at four already. Max is up and over the rail and back in by seven, Scala crawls under and somehow gets in at nine. The crowd loves what they're seeing. Max goes over and drops down a knee, then goes for a big boot but Scala gets out of the way. Scala is somehow to his feet and again by the arpon, the crowd rises and loses it as Max AGAIN SPEA - NO?!
Nate Nytro: HE MOVED
Scala drops out of the way just in time and MAX DAEMON SPEARS THE STEEL RING POST! His head splits open, blood pouring from a gash! The wood is getting stained, it's a murder scene! Scala takes advantage and DROPS MAX WITH A PILEDRIVER
Nate Nytro: SPANO DRIVER IS THAT IT?!
The ref comes in and checks on Max in the already pool of blood but he's still awake, Scala gets up and leaps from Max's feet dropping a HUGE forearm! Ref is there, Max is still there! Scala AGAIN from Mac's feet with a forearm AND THE REF CALLS IT!
DING DING DING
Nate Nytro: IT'S OVER! Max's exuberance was his downfall! Scala capitalizes on Max's mistake and pulls one out!
The ref cradles Max's head as he begins coming to, hearing the roar of the crowd and seeing Joey Scala with his arms raised. A jug is brought down to ringside, with a hoop curtain and a bottle of water. Joey chugs the water and a couple Doom Squad guys hold the curtain around him as, right there in the middle of the ring, Joey Scala fills the jug.
Nate Nytro: Man I'm gonna be sick.. but a deal is a deal.
Max is sitting up now, watching it all unfold, bleeding from his head. Joey finishes, places the jug down by Max and yells at him to chug. Max looks away, obviously not wanting to do it.
Nate Nytro: Why is it almost orange, Scala needs more water in his life.
Pride overtakes Max. He turns back, grabs the jug of piss and opens wide. He gets a gulp down before vomiting everywhere.
Nate Nytro: Ugh man more than I could do.
The crowd is disgusted but they love the display, Max slams the jug down but Scala picks it up and dumps it all over the poor man, getting it in his wound and everything.
Nate Nytro: Gross dude that's enough, come on.
Joey Scala laughs and drops the jug on the wood as he leaves the ring, a soaked Max Daemon sits there humiliated.
Nate Nytro: Let's go to a video package while the ring crew gets this put back together for our SEVEN PERSON SCRAMBLE! |
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Post by ππ’π₯ππ¬ πππππ on Oct 14, 2023 17:43:37 GMT -5
TERRY FUNK MEMORIAL 7 PERSON EXTREME SCRAMBLE TEO BLAZE VS NIOBE MARTIN VS JIMMY JACKSON VS JODY MADROX VS SITCOM VS DRAUGR VS TJ ALEXANDER
Viking Hall. XPW Arena. New Alhambra Sports & Entertainment Center. New Alhambra Arena. Alhambra Arena. The Arena. Asylum Arena. 2300 Arena. The name has changed many times throughout history, but the vibe in the South Philadelphia freight house remains the same to this day. The aura of violence is here tonight for XIII, and what you are about to witness is the Terry Funk 7 Person Extreme Scramble.
Our adventure begins with a highlight package, accompanied by "Desperado" by Eagles, going through his illustrious 50+ year career. The video ends with a touching rest in peace, and then we head back to the 2300 Arena. The ringside area has been transformed into a recreation of the Double Cross Ranch. Hay bails, wood fence covered in barbed wire, and even a cattle prod.
Nate Nytro: Incredible! It's like I blinked and⦠suddenly⦠the Double Cross Ranch appeared!
The lights go down in the arena and a spotlight is shown on the stage. The fans go bonkers when they realize the band set up on the side of the stage.
Nate Nytro: NO FUCKING WAY! BON JOVI IS HERE!
Indeed. Legendary rock group Bon Jovi is set up on the stage.
Taylor Swift: The following match is scheduled for one fall! And it is a Terry Funk 7 Person Extreme Scramble!
Huge pop. Bon Jovi starts to play "Wanted Dead or Alive", another touching tribute to the late Terry Funk.
It's all the same, only the names will change Every day it seems we're wasting away Another place where the faces are so cold I'd drive all night just to get back home
Taylor Swift: Introducing first⦠weighing in at 195 pounds⦠from Houston, Texas⦠TEO BLAZE!
Teo Blaze walks out to the stage, jammin' to the classic song. He then starts walking down to the ring.
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride I'm wanted dead or alive Wanted dead or alive
Taylor Swift: Introducing next⦠weighing in at 115 pounds⦠from Anaheim, California⦠The Living Nightmare⦠NIOBE MARTIN!
Niobe Martin walks out to the stage, jammin' to the classic song. She then starts walking down to the ring.
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days And the people I meet always go their separate ways Sometimes you tell the day By the bottle that you drink And times when you're alone all you do is think
Taylor Swift: Introducing next⦠weighing in at 300 pounds⦠from Annapolis, Maryland⦠Big Tyme⦠JIMMY JACKSON!
Jimmy Jackson walks out to the stage, jammin' to the classic song. He then starts walking down to the ring.
I'm a cowboy On a steel horse I ride I'm wanted, wanted, dead or alive Wanted (wanted) dead or alive
Taylor Swift: Introducing next⦠weighing in at 230 pounds⦠from Detroit, Michigan⦠Da Geto Boy⦠JODY MADROX!
Jody Madrox walks out to the stage, jammin' to the classic song. He then starts walking down to the ring.
Oh and I ride!
I'm a cowboy On a steel horse I ride I'm wanted (wanted) dead or alive
Taylor Swift: Introducing next⦠weighing in at 400 pounds⦠from Hollywood, California⦠THE SITCOM!
The Sitcom walks out to the stage, jammin' to the classic song. He then starts walking down to the ring.
And I walk these streets, a loaded six-string on my back I play for keeps, 'cause I might not make it back I've been everywhere, and still I'm standing tall I've seen a million faces and I've rocked them all
Taylor Swift: Introducing nextβ¦ weighing in at 125 kilogramsβ¦ from ββββββββββ, ββββββββ¦ DRAUGR!
DRAUGR walks out to the stage, jammin' to the classic song. (Just kidding. I'm clearly copying and pasting the intro.) He then starts walking down to the ring.
'Cause I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride I'm wanted dead or alive 'Cause I'm a cowboy, I got the night on my side I'm wanted dead or alive And I ride dead or alive I still drive, dead or alive
Taylor Swift: Introducing last⦠weighing in at 188 pounds⦠from London, England⦠The Game Changer⦠TJ ALEXANDER!
TJ Alexander walks out to the stage, jammin' to the classic song. He then starts walking down to the ring.
Dead or alive Dead or alive Dead or alive Dead or alive
With all seven combatants now in the ring, Bon Jovi takes a bow after that incredible performance.
Nate Nytro: I did not expect to see Bon Jovi perform! I've got goosebumps! And now it's time for the Terry Funk 7 Person Extreme Scramble!
That's a mouthful.
Nate Nytro: That's what she said.
Excuse me?
Nate Nytro: LET'S GET IT ON!
A Doom Squad Hooded Figure rings the damn bell.
DING DING DING
Chaos erupts inside of the ring as all seven bodies collide in the center. Fisticuffs aplenty. Everyone gettin' rocked. It isn't long before Teo, Niobe, Jody, and TJ are pitched from the ring⦠leaving the three hosses behind. Jimmy, Sitcom, and DRAUGR meet in the center. Jimmy and Sitcom jawjack. DRAUGR grabs them both by the throat.
Nate Nytro: No way he can chokeslam 'em both!!!
He is unsuccessful. Jimmy and Sitcom both kick DRAUGR in the gut. They whip him to the ropes, but he holds onto the top rope. Jimmy and Sitcom charge at DRAUGR. He ducks at the last second, pulling down the top rope. Jimmy and Sitcom go crashing to the outside. They get to their feet as Teo, Niobe, and TJ run over to fight them. DRAUGR hits the ropes and charges at themβ¦
Nate Nytro: JESUS HAROLD CHRIST!!! TOPE CON HILO!!!
Huge pop from the fans. The mound of bodies outside of the ring is freakin' loaded with humans. Suddenly, a hand shoots up from the mess⦠and it's Teo Blaze! He crawls through the bodies and the fans cheer him on. He looks around, noticing the wooden fence wrapped in barbed wire. He walks over to it, and smiles. He pulls the guardrail closer to the ring, and then sets the wooden fence on the guardrail and the ring.
Nate Nytro: What does he have in mind here?!
Teo turns around and instantly gets Sitcom's meaty hand around his throat. Sitcom wastes no time and he chokeslams Teo through the barbed wire fence.
Nate Nytro: THE SEASON FINALE!
Sitcom celebrates by slapping hands with some fans at ringside, until he looks to the ring and sees a horse.
Nate Nytro: Where did that horse come from?!
Sitcom climbs onto the apron, and notices Niobe in the ring, feeding carrots to the horse. He steps over the top rope and goes to attack Niobe, but she ducks the attack. Sitcom almost attacks the horse, but he stops himself. When he turns around, Niobe charges at him. He bends down and back body drops her⦠but she miraculously lands on top of the horse.
Nate Nytro: GREAT GOOGLY MOOGLY!!!
Sitcom doesn't realize she's up there. He smiles from ear to ear and turns around and she dives off with a shooting star press.
Nate Nytro: PHAAAANTASM HORRORRRRRR!!!!!
Sitcom crumbles to the mat underneath that impressive maneuver. The horse disappears in a cloud of smoke. Before she can go for the cover, a hay bail goes soaring over the top rope and crushes her, courtesy of Jimmy Jackson.
Nate Nytro: Jimmy Jackson is Big Tyme strong!!! Pun all the way intended!!!
Before Jimmy can get into the ring to capitalize, Jody and TJ double team him by smashing beer bottles over his head. He doesn't go down, so they grab more bottles and do it again. He doesn't go down.
Nate Nytro: β« Four bottles of beer on the head! Four bottles of beer! β«
Jimmy woozily tries to fight back. TJ and Jody duck a double clothesline. Jimmy crashes hard headfirst into the dumpster that Chainsaw Charlie used at WWF WrestleMania XIV. TJ and Jody then fight one another over to the dumpster. They each climb up on top and continue the fight. Their weight is too much for the lid, and they fall into the dumpster. Within moments, the dumpster catches on fire.
Nate Nytro: THIS MATCH HAS LITERALLY TURNED INTO A DUMPSTER FIRE!!!!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
The camera pans over to the opposite side of the ring, where DRAUGR is beating down Teo Blaze.
Nate Nytro: Oh yeah! The menacing newcomer DRAUGR is in this match!
DRAUGR drags Teo over to a water trough and he looks menacingly out at the crowd. They boo this man as he tries to drown Teo, who resists and catches DRAUGR with a flurry of elbows to the rib cage. DRAUGR releases his hold on Teo, who follows up with a spinning back kick to DRAUGR's head.
Nate Nytro: HABANERO HURRICAAAAANR!!!!
DRAUGR stumbles back into the guardrail. Teo soaks up the cheers from the crowd, and then notices the branding that is heating up next to the ring. He pulls it out of the fire, revealing the XIII logo.
Nate Nytro: NO! HE WOULDN'T!! WOULD HE?!?!
Indeed he would. Teo approaches the wounded DRAUGR and sears the XIII logo into the side of the monster's torso.
YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK!
It's chaos! Niobe Martin comes out from somewhere and Teo bounces off the ropes with a lucha flippy dippy corkscrew habanero salsa bar Spinning Toe Hold at TGIFridays rollup!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING
Nate Nytro: TEO BLAZE PULLS OFF THE W IN THIS CRAZY RIDICULOUS MAYHEM!
Wooo Teo raises his hands up as all the other competitors stop fighting one another and look mad.
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Post by ππ’π₯ππ¬ πππππ on Oct 14, 2023 17:51:02 GMT -5
ACTION WRESTLING WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP BROTHERHOOD BUNKHOUSE STAMPEDE STRAP MATCH KEVIN BISHOP/CIPHER VS JONNY CEDRONE/GERARD ANGELO
"Bow down before the one you serve, you're going to get what you deserve... Bow down before the one you serve, you're going to get what you deserve..." As the intro of Head like a Hole by NiN finishes you see Cipher enter through the curtain looking directly at the ring, and avoiding the gaze of the fans in the audience, but he doesn't swipe away the outstretched arms of the fans who paid the good money for the aisle seats. He stops ringside and looks at the ring. Puts his head down and centers himself before he runs forward and slides under the bottom rope and slides into his corner waiting for the match to begin.
Nate Nytro: Cipher has his first chance at AW gold here at XIII teaming with the legendary Kevin Bishop!
The entire arena falls into complete darkness, all lights have been taken. The audience left in darkness until a booming sound explodes out of the public announce system, taking control over the speakers.
Every time that harsh drop of the bass pounds on the stereo system, the lights shine in synchronization of the beat.
"Event Horizon" by Stitched Up Heart officially begins as the music starts picking up along the song. A single spotlight emerges center stage exposing Kevin Bishop's back to the crowd, the design of his jacket the only thing seen to the audience's eyes. With the hoodie over his head, he slowly turns around to look at the disloyal fools booing him, slandering his name in their sheer ignorance. The chorus of the song begins which he expands his arms out to the side and a flash of golden fireworks explodes on each side of the stage. After that sequence has finished, he removes the hoodie from on top of his head. exposing his face with a menacing glare then he marches down the entrance path assuming that glorious posture in his walk.
Taylor Swift: On his way to the ring, from New York City, New York...THE INFINITE, KEVIN BISHOP!!!
Ignoring the fans' arms as they stretch out in a futile attempt to touch the King, Kevin Bishop looks to the ring determined.
He takes a few moments to walk around the ring, eyeing down the crazy booing fans behind the barricades. When he climbs up the steel steps, he also takes his place on the middle turnbuckle outside of the ropes. The lights instantly come back to life, lighting every detail of the interior of the stadium. Kevin drops over the top rope down into his corner, he removes his hoodie then tosses it at ringside.
Nate Nytro: I never thought I'd see the reformation of the Brotherhood but here we are.
The arena goes pitch black as the audience are abuzz with excitement, then the jumbotron and the PA system comes to life as white strobe lights flicker with the be riffs of the guitars and beats of the drums of the opening moments of βBroken, Beat and Scarredβ by Metallica. The fans erupt into loud, almost deafening cheers because they know whoβs about to make their appearances. First through the curtain comes his wife, Gloria with a huge grin on her face. The fans in attendance, especially the guys, go completely nuts at the sight of the lovely Gloria! She stops at the top of the ramp, turns and points towards the curtains and almost as if on cue, out comes βThe King of Sexyβ Jonny Cedrone with his Championship strapped around his waist sending the fans into such a frenzy that they almost blow the roof of the place. Jonny stands at the top of the stage for a moment, looking out at the crowd, soaking it all in.
Jonny reaches behind himself, unsnaps the Championship then holds it high above his head to the delight of all of the fans. Placing the Championship up onto his shoulder and with huge smiles on their faces they make their way down the aisle, slapping some of the outstretched hands of the fans along the way. Once they reach the ring, Cedrone holds Gloriaβs hand as she walks up the steel steps and walks along the ring apron. Jonny hops up onto the apron, stands on the bottom rope and pulls up on the middle rope to let his wife into the ring. Jonny follows suit, wipes his feet and makes his way into the ring. Once inside, Jonny climbs each turnbuckle and plays to the crowd with the Championship held high above his head with Gloria following him around, smiling, applauding and waving to the crowd. Once heβs done, Cedrone hops down from the final turnbuckle where he and Gloria talk a little bit as he waits for the match to begin.
Nate Nytro: This is Jonny Cedroneβs first appearance at XIII despite being a former US, and Hardcore champion.
The arenaβs lights go black, plunging the inside into darkness causing a nervous murmur to flush over the crowd. The ActionTron lights up suddenly, reflecting the night sky over water when stars start flying at the screen with the familiar orchestra music. They turn on the water and fly toward a familiar mountain with the sunrise behind it. The 21 stars form two-thirds of a circle over the mountain but instead of βParamountβ, the cursive font reads βGerard Angeloβ and the crowd fucking boos.
βI CANβT STOP!β
The lights start to flash as βSTOPβ repeats over and over from different speakers in the arena as the beat starts to build and then it drops.
BOOM
An explosion of gold fireworks goes off.
βI CANβT STOP!β
The house lights come back on as the hook of βWho Gon Stop Meβ rings out through the jam-packed arena as the crowd continues to boo. The lights come back on as Kanye Westβs voice serenades the people as they give loud boos as Gerard Angelo is shown standing on stage, back to the crowd, the hood of his hoodie pulled up, right arm raised above his head at an angle, one finger extended. The All-In briefcase is grasped by the handle in his other hand. He throws his hood back with his right hand and spins around to the crowd, one arm extended like heβs absorbing another wave of booing, the other holding the briefcase up, a cocky smirk etched across his face as he surveys the crowd behind his trademark sunglasses, his half of the AW Tag Team Championships strapped around his waist. He makes his way down to the ring slowly, brushing off fans and taunting them.
Taylor Swift: From Hollywood, California, weighing in at 225 lbs, one half of the Action Wrestling Tag Team Champions and Mister ALLLLL-IN, he is the Living Legend, GERRRRRARD ANGELOOOOOOOOO!
He stops at the ring stairs, slaps the top step before climbing them, and walks to the center of the ring apron, raising the All-In briefcase up to the crowd. Angelo surveys the arena crowd again to another round of boos, and poses, pyro exploding from the four ring posts. Gerard slips through the middle and top rope into the ring. He walks to the opposite ring post, setting the briefcase on the mat unstrapping the title, and laying it in the corner before leaping onto the second turnbuckle. Gerry points to the crowd before unzipping his hoodie, which gets more than a few ladies in the audience to scream out, pulling it off and pretending to toss it to the fans before just dropping it on the floor with a smirk. "The Hollywood Hero" hops down, grabbing the Tag title and folding it up on top of the briefcase, sticking it in the corner. He removes his sunglasses, placing them on top of the pile in the corner neatly before he leans back against the turnbuckles, mouthing off to the fans as he starts to stretch.
Nate Nytro: Man, this guy is a real fucking scumbag. Talented. But a huge fucking scumbag.
The Doom Squad Hooded Figures enter the ring with the leather straps connecting Cipher and Cedrone then Angelo and Bishop. The bell rings as all four men look around at the sold-out 2300 Arena.
DING DING DING
Angelo and Cedrone share a look before both of them run towards a corner, trying to hit the button but the New Brotherhood is on them, throwing lefts and rights and kicks into the champions. Cipher pulls Cedrone up and hooks him for a suplex, lifting him up and dropping him to the mat. Bishop pulls Angelo up and knees him in the gut before launching him over with a bell to belly.
Nate Nytro: Huge suplex by Bishop!
Angelo rolls out of the ring, holding his lower back but Bishop quickly follows him. He grabs the leather strap and bunches it up before whipping Angelo across the back. Gerry screams out and grabs at his back but Bishop keeps whipping him. On the inside Cipher is laying the boots to Jonny before he leaps up and drops a leg across the throat of the champ. Cipher Gets up and goes to the first corner and slaps the button, the light coming on. He goes to the second but Cedrone is up and runs, delivering a huge Stinger splash and crushing Cipher into the turnbuckle.
Nate Nytro: Cedrone crushing Cipher in the corner! This is going back and forth!
Outside, Bishop keeps laying right hands and elbows into Angelo before trying to hook him with a front face lock. Angelo charges forward and rams Kevin Bishop back first into the ring post. Bishop stumbles forward grabbing his back but Angelo grabs him by the back of his head and slams him face-first into the the announce table. Gerard takes the strap and wraps it around Bishop's throat, choking him. Gerry puts one boot on the edge of the table, rearing back on the choke. Inside the ring, Cedrone scoops Cipher up before slamming him into the canvas. Jonny slips out of the ring and starts rummaging under it, looking for weapons. He tosses a garbage can, a garbage can lid, a sheet pan, and a few chairs into the ring as Cipher rolls out of the way of the aerial bombardment.
Nate Nytro: Cedrone introducing the weapons here! It wouldnβt be XIII without the violence!
Cedrone slid back into the ring, grabbed the cookie sheet, and lifted it up before bending it over the back of Cipher with a few vicious shots. Jonny slammed it down across Cipher before hitting the buttons in the turnbuckles. Bishop had fought out of Angeloβs choke and was trading hands with one-half of the champions before whipping him into the steps, wiping the Hollywood Hero out. Kevin noticed Cedrone and ran over grabbing one of his ankles and yanking him down and out of the ring, breaking up Jonnyβs attempt to touch the four corners. He kicks Cedrone in the gut and drops him with a suplex on the outside floor. Cipher slips out of the ring and both members of the New Brotherhood pull Cedrone up, setting him up for a double-team move. Angelo is up on the apron, however, and leaps off with a flipping senton, landing on all three men as they crash to the floor.
Nate Nytro: Senton by Angelo taking everyone out!
All four men start to get to their feet and start brawling, Cipher laying into Angelo while Cedrone and Bishop trade fists. Cipher charges at Angelo but he drops down and drop toeholds Cipher, sending him mask first into the stairs. Gerard sees Bishop trying to set Cedrone up for a big move so he yanks on the strap, pulling Kevin back enough for Jonny to knock him down with a clothesline. The champs grab their respective opponents and rolls them back into the ring. Cedrone points for them to both start hitting the corners and the Tag champs do just that, hitting one, then two, but are stopped when the Brotherhood gets to their feet and yanks them out, throwing heavy forearms. Bishop grabs a trashcan lid from the canvas and bends it over the head of Gerard Angelo, dropping him to his knees Bishop cracks him again, busting open Angelo as he drops to the mat. Jonny Cedrone takes a garbage can to the head, knocking him down to the mat as Cipher tosses the now-dented can to the side. Bishop barks something to Cipher who slips out of the ring and pulls the ring skirt up while Bishop starts setting up the chairs in a row.
Nate Nytro: Kevin Bishop and Cipher with some bad intentions here!
Cipher pulls a table from under the ring much to the delight of the rabid audience. He sets it up on the outside before returning under and pulling out another table to a bigger pop from the sold-out arena. Cipher sets this one up while in the ring, a bloody Gerard Angelo is using the ropes to pull himself up on unsteady legs. Bishop stalks Angelo, spins him around, and kicks him in the gut. Bishop lifts him up for a powerbomb and looks to slam him onto the standing chairs but Cedrone grabs Angelo and pulls him down to his feet. Bishop spins around and is met with a superkick from Angelo that sends him down, sitting on one of the chairs. Cedrone runs in and nails Bishop with a big clothesline, sending him flipping back in the chair and folding up. The celebration is short-lived as the man Cedrone is strapped to returns to take Jonny down with a spear. Cipher gets up but is met with a rolling elbow from Angelo!
Nate Nytro: Heroβs Welcome! Cipherβs mask almost flew off!
Angelo thinks about going to hit the corners but sees Bishop starting to push himself up to his feet. Gerry makes the choice to inflict more punishment. He measures Bishop and runs, hitting the ropes for the springboard cutter but Bishop catches him around the waist as he flies back. Gerard looks shocked and tries to wriggle free but the βInfiniteβ pops his hips and drives Angelo neck-first through one of the standing chairs with a German suplex! The chair collapses on itself as Angelo gets folded up with the nasty bump as the crowd starts to chant βHoly Shitβ!
Nate Nytro: Holy Shit! Angeloβs dead! Heβs either dead of his neck is broken!
Cedrone and Cipher have taken their fight to the outside, brawling along the guardrail with the jeering and cheering fans hollering. Cedrone goes to through a punch but its blocked by Cipher who takes Cedroneβs head and slams it into the barricade. Cipher measures Jonny and goes for the Eviscerator but Cedrone ducks! Cipher spins around and Jonyn grabs him by the back of his head and tosses him over the barricade into the time keepers area. Cedrone turns to see a wobbly-legged Bishop starting to hit the buttons in the corners so Cedrone snags one of the tag titles from Taylor Swift and jumps up on the apron. Bishop turns at the last second and is drilled in the head with the title, knocking him down!
Nate Nytro: Cedrone with a belt shot right to the face!
Cedrone goes to get back in the ring but Cipher runs and jumps on the apron next to Jonny. He elbows him in the side before taking him down off the apron with a Russian leg sweep and sprawls them both on the mats below, the tag title going flying. Everyone is down until Angelo starts to stir. He sits up, holding the back of his neck as he looks around at everyone before getting to his feet. He laughs and walks slowly into a corner, hitting one button, and making the light come on. He keeps holding his neck as he goes to the next corner and hits the button again. Heβs stopped when Kevin Bishop pops up behind him and wraps the strap around his neck, choking Gerry out as he drags him to the center of the ring, causing the lights to be reset. Angelo's face is turning red as he tries to pull at the leather strap as he sinks down to one knee.
Nate Nytro: Angelo is fading! His face is redder than the rest of the blood thatβs been spilled tonight!
The choke is broken up when Cedrone slides into the ring with a chair and blasts Bishop over the head with it, sending him flopping down to the mat. Gerard quickly pulls the leather strap off his neck and gasps for air as blood starts to trickle from the cut on Kevinβs head. Cedrone checks on his partner before he decides to try and end the match, trying to drag Angelo into the corner with him. Cipher however stops this almost immediately as he slides back into the ring and grabs Jonny from behind and launches him up and over with a release German suplex. Cedrone flips over and lands on his stomach. Cedrone grabs his ribs as he rolls back to his feet, trying to steady himself in the corner. Cipher runs in for his corner splash but Cedrone moves out of the way causing Cipher to hit the top turnbuckle hard. Cipher stumbles out of the corner and Jonny sets him up for the rolls of the dice but Kevin Bishop is behind him and takes Cedrone down with a backstabber!
Nate Nytro: Thatβs like the worst chiropractor you can visit!
Bishop stumbles into one corner and hits one button. He hangs onto the ropes and goes for another and nails it, the light coming on. Bishop hits the third corner but Angelo is back up and clubs him in the back with a forearm. Angelo sets up Bishop and throws him up and over for Excalbier Prime but Bishop lands on his feet! He hooks Angelo up and drops him on the back of his neck again with a Dragon Suplex! Angeloβs momentum flips him over to his knees and Bishop hooks him in a double underhook but Cedrone comes out of nowhere and takes Bishop down with his Diamond Cutter!
Nate Nytro: Ace in the Hole from Cedrone!
Cedrone pops up but Cipher is up too and takes both of them out of the ring with a clothesline that sends them both crashing to the mats outside. Cipher pops up and grabs his strap, whipping Cedrone across the back, and causing him to scramble to his feet. Cipher goes for another strike with the strap but Jonny catches his wrist and drives a knee into his midsection before throwing some heavy right hands. In the ring, Gerry had dragged himself to his feet and touched one corner, two corners, three, and four. He slumps down, seated in the corner, laughing as the crowd boos him.
Nate Nytro: Gerard Angelo is the first one to hit all for corners! The champs are halfway to retaining!
On the outside, Cedrone bounces Cipherβs masked head off one of the tables set up on the outside. Cedrone gives one a look and then kicks Cipher in the gut. He stuffs his head before his legs and Cedrone picks Cipher up on his shoulders for a powerbomb. Cedrone turns towards the tables but Cipher rains down punches to the head of Jonny before slipping down off his shoulders. He turns and rams Cedrone and himself into the steps, sending the steel sprawling. Angelo is up in the ring and heβs yelling at Cedrone to get in the ring and touch the corners so they can get out of here. Angelo goes to get out of the ring after Jonny but he notices Bishop starting to push himself up. Angelo smirks and walks over, talking shit to Bishop before he kicks him in the ribs. Angelo reaches down and grabs Bishop by the beard, yelling at him that heβs a has-been nobody before putting the boots to him. Angelo looks around before getting out of the ring and hokes up the ring skirt, looking underneath before he comes back out holding something. Gerry slips back into the ring and holds up a drawstring bag, the crowd starting to boo. Angelo opens the bag and dumps the contents out onto the mat, which seem to be hundreds of thumbtacks!
Nate Nytro: Oh no! Thumbtacks! Angelo introducing thumbtacks into this match! It;s not looking good for Kevin Bishop!
Angelo drags Bishop over by the tacks and goes into the corner, crouching down and motioning for him to get up. Bishop pushes himself up on his hands and knees and Angelo rushes in, looking for the Hollywood Ending on the tacks but Cipher slides into the ring and catches Gerry in midair! He spins around and slams Angelo into the tacks with a spinebuster! Angeloβs body contorted on the mat as the sharp metal stuck into his skin, thin lines of blood starting to leak from the small punctures. Cipher tries to pull Bishop to his feet but Cedrone grabs an ankle and yanks Cipher out of the ring and the two trade punches on the outside. Bishop gets up as Angelo is lying on his stomach, whining in pain. Bishop hits one corner, then another. He hits the third one and looks at Angelo on the mat. He steps on his back, making the Living Legend scream out in pain as the thumbtacks are driven deeper into his skin as Kevin Bishop hits the fourth corner.
Nate Nytro: Cipher just drove Angelo into the tacks and itβs even! Bishop hit all four corners and tied this match up! Whoever hits all four first between Cedrone and Cipher, their team wins!
While Bishop was evening the score in the ring and Cedrone and Cipher were beating each other bloody, Gloria was grabbing something from under the ring. Lighter fluid and matches! She was spraying the lighter fluid on the two tables before lighting a match and tossing it on them, the two wooden tables getting engulfed in flames!
Nate Nytro: Jesus Christ! What is Gloria doing?!?! This is already dangerous as it is!
Kevin Bishop saw this and figured it was bad news for his partner but Angelo recovered enough to deliver a low blow to The Plague from behind! Kevin drops to his knees and angelo tackles him down, delivering mounted punches to Bishop. Cedrone dragged a dazed Cipher over to the flaming tables and hooked him up for a suplex but Cipher blocked it. Cedrone punches him in the ribs and tries again, getting Cipher vertical but he drops down behind Jonny and shoves him forward into the barricade. Cedrone stumbles back grabbing his ribs and Cipher drops him with a neckbreaker onto the floor! Cipher gets up and rolls Cedrone into the ring but heβs met with a superkick from Angelo. Gerard grabs Cedrone and starts trying to drag him into the corner but is met with a rolling elbow from Bishop that echoes through the arena. Angelo stands on spaghetti legs before coming back with a rolling elbow of his own. Bishop stumbles back into the ropes but comes back with a big lariat that flips Angelo inside out. Cedrone gets up and spins Bishop around but he receives a vicious headbutt for his troubles. Bishop looks over at Angelo on the mat and grabs one of the chairs and lays it across Mr. All-Inβs sternum. He walks over to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle.
Nate Nytro: Looks like Bishop is trying to take Angelo out for good!
Bishop gets to the top but Gerry leaps to his feet and runs to the corner leaping up on the top rope! He grabs Bishop and tries to superplex him but Kevin fights it, punching Gerry in the ribs. Bishop looks behind him at the tables still flaming on the floor and Shrugs before lifting Angelo up! Bishop gets him vertical and they both fly off to the floor, crashing through the flaming tables! The crowd goes fucking apeshit and a βHOLY SHIT!β chat breaks out! Both men lay in the wreckage of the tables, the scent of burnt hair and singed flesh filling ringside.
Nate Nytro: HOLY SHIT! THEYβRE DEAD! THEY GOTTA BE DEAD!
Cedrone and Cipher both look shocked in the ring as Gloria has he hands on her head on the outside as neither man moves. Jonny suddenly sees his chance and tries to hit the corner but Cipher runs in and nails him with a huge splash in the corner! Jonny drops to the mat as Cipher starts to drag him around the ring. One corner, two corners! Cipher gets to a third as the crowd starts to buzz but before he can touch the fourth corner, Gloria jumps up on the apron, grabs at Cipherβs mask, and rakes his eyes! Cipher shoves Gloria and she takes a hard spill to the floor! However, Jonny is up and takes Cipher down with an Ace in the Hole on the rest of the thumbtacks! Both men writhe on the mat in pain!
Nate Nytro: That had to hurt!
Cedrone gets up, tacks stuck all in his skin as he drags Cipher with him, hitting the first corner. He holds his back as he hits the second corner, Cipher starting to stir. Cedrone hits the third corner, the light coming on. Cedrone goes for the fourth, reaching out but Cipher yanks on the strap, pulling him back. Cedrone throws a punch but Cipher blocks it and delivers a double chop to Cedrone's throat. Jonny stumbles back gasping. Cipher goes for his Eviscerator again but Cedrone catches his foot and spins him around! As Cipher spins, Cedrone hits the ropes and comes back, nailing Cipher with the Royal Flush! Cedrone looks at the corners and then at Cipher but shakes his head. He grabs one of the chairs still lying on the mat and sets it up. He grabs Cipher and pulls him to his feet, throwing him into the corner.
Nate Nytro: Oh this doesn;t look good for Cipher.
Jonny adjusts the chair and sits Cipher on the top rope before climbing up.
Nate Nytro: Cedrone is trying to take Cipher out of this for good. There will be nothing in his way of retaining the Tag Team Titles!
Cedrone hooks Cipher up and goes to superplex him onto the chair but Cipher blocks. Jonny fires elbows into Cipherβs head before getting up to the top rope, attempting to superplex him again but Cipher delivers a headbutt to Cedroneβs nose, the strike making it drip blood. Cipher gets both his feet on the top rope and puts Jonnyβs head between his legs. Cipher looks around and shrugs before flipping off the top rope, driving Cedrone head-first through the standing chair with a Super Canadian Destroyer! The crowd loses their minds again with another βHOLY SHIT!β chant.
Nate Nytro: HOLY SHIT IS RIGHT! JONNYβS DONE! ITβS OVER!
Both men are out on the mat but Cipher starts to stir, getting to his knees. He drags himself into the corner and hits the button. One! He crawls to the next one and slams his hand down. Two! Cipher gets to his feet and drags Cedroneβs dead weight to the third corner. Three! Cipher looks around as the crowd starts to buzz as Cipher stumbles and hits the fourth corner! The bell rings.
DING DING DING
Taylor Swift: Here are your winners and the NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, Kevin Bishop and Cipher, the NEW BROTHERHOOD!
The Doom Squad brings Cipher the tag titles as he lays spent on the mat as the EMTs start to rush to ringside to check on everyone, bringing stretchers with them.
Nate Nytro: That whole match was a trainwreck! None of these four men will be the same. |
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Post by ππ’π₯ππ¬ πππππ on Oct 14, 2023 17:59:22 GMT -5
IRON MAIDEN DOUBLE HELL ELIMINATION COFFIN DEATHMATCH DOWNFALL/GRAVEDIGGER VS DOC HOLIDAY/JESSIE LEE
Taylor Swift: The following is scheduled for ONE FALL, and it is a DOUBLE ELIMINATION casket MATCH! Both members of the team must be put into a casket!
Nate Nytro: This is one of our big GRUDGE matches tonight! This group coming out onto the stage right now includes a former United States champion, and the current reigning Television Champion... and they might be in for the biggest fight of their tenure tonight!!
βBuilt For Thisβ by Vo Williams hits the arena and the Action Tron comes to life with a lit up black screen. A Gold T flashes acHoliday the screen, followed by an M, an F, a G. The letters flicker until they turn into the name Tailor Made For Greatness.
Taylor Swift: Accompanied by TFK... weighing in at a combined weight of 365 lbs... they are "THE AUSSIE ASSAULT" JESSIE LEE, and the REIGNING AW TELEVISION CHAMPION, DOC HOLIDAY... TAILOR MADE FOR GREATNESS!!
Onto the stage step TFK dressed in the finest dark blue Armani suit and designer shades, his hair spiked in all the right places, and his Million Dollar smile placed perfectly on his face. His joined by the Dommy Mommy who has a black Armani suit with the jacket buttoned strategically to allow her assets to show off in just the right place, and Doc Holiday with his TV title draped over his shoulder, dressed in a fine gray British tailored suit that looks to be ripped right out of The Kingsmen movie. The three take in the roars of boos from the crowd and begin their walk to the ring.
Nate Nytro: Look at this trio, coming out here dressed like the Reservoir Dogs... or like they're coming out dressed for a funeral!!
Taylor Swift: And their opponents... introducing first...
The lights go out. They stay off for about 10 seconds before "Change" by Deftones starts playing throughout the arena. A spotlight hits the entranceway and out from the back walks Gravedigger, escorted by Adrian and a couple of other members of MS-13.
The crowd cheers heavily and the group stops on top of the ramp as Gravedigger looks around smirking.
Taylor Swift: Making his way to the ring from Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at 258 pounds, he is "The Epitome of Hardcore" GRAVEDIGGER!!
Gravedigger and the MS-13 members walk down the ramp and over to the ring steps. Adrian walks over to the side of the ring, reaches up and pulls himself up onto the apron with one of the ropes and then climbs into the ring. Gravedigger climbs the steps through the top and middle rope. He walks over to one of the turnbuckles and stands on the middle pad and smirks out at the crowd as they rain cheers down upon him. He finally hops back down and walks over to one of the corners and waits for his opponent.
Nate Nytro: The Co-President of AW, Gravedigger, stepping back in the ring for a special occasion, here at XIII. You have to believe he sees a kindred spirit in his partner, given their mutual extreme hardcore backgrounds! But tonight, he's looking to bury Tailor Made For Greatness six feet under, as only GD can!!
Taylor Swift: And his partner.....
There's a pregnant pause in the air before the lights in the arena shut down, one by one, with an audible CHOOM as each section goes dark. The crowd sits in unsteady, uncomfortable silence there, in the dark, for a full thirty seconds. And then, cutting through the stilled silence, quickfire staccato burst of kickdrums and shredding guitar in the intro to Slipknot's opus "Before I Forget", and the Tron's image changes to a close-up of a wolf's eye, gold against a black screen, and the animatic changes to bared, slavering lupine teeth, opening, and then biting down; A spray of red blood splatters over the screen as Corey Taylor shouts "GO!!"
Taylor Swift: ...From CHICAGO, ILLINOIS, weighing in at 217 lbs... "The Purveyor of Anarchy..." DOWNFALL!!!
"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 acHoliday 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, I'm just caught up in all the cattle.
Fray the strings, throw the shapes,
Hold your breath, listen;"
A spotlight cuts through the darkness to a point on the stage where Downfall's kneels one knee on the stage amid a cloud of pyrotechnic smoke and fog, head bowed, tracing the fingers of his right hand acHoliday the ramp, then he slowly raises his head to look at the ring. He's wearing his slashed denim vest with a black hood underneath, pulled up over his head, and, to chilling effect, as he looks up into the bright spotlight over him, smoke rolling onto the stage, it can be seen that his face underneath the hood is hidden behind a white skeletal mask with empty eye sockets, and a long snout culminating in pointed teeth: a wolf's skull.
"I! Am the world before I am a man,
I! Was a creature before I could stand,
I! Will remember before I forget...
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!!
I! Am the world before I am a man,
I! Was a creature before I could stand,
I! Will remember before I forget...
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!!"
In his left hand, he is carrying a long, curved, black iron crowbar. The arena lights brighten, and then, he begins his walk down to the ring, holding the crowbar perched over his shoulder and behind his neck. He cracks his neck to the side in an aggressive manner as he gets to the end of the ramp. Then, he goes around to the ring, pacing over to climb on the apron, and he takes just a moment to breathe it in as he rests a leg on the ropes themselves, and slowly pulls the wolf skull mask up to rest on the top of his head, before pacing to the turnbuckles and ascending, quickly, to the second rope, cHolidaying his wrists in an X. He hops down, taking the skull mask off, shrugging out of the slashed denim vest, and laying the crowbar down in the corner, circling the ring like a shark, tensely pulling on the top rope to stretch.
Nate Nytro: And everything has been bubbling over into this, ever since Doc Holiday and Jessie Lee jumped Downfall and destroyed him backstage on the night he retired the AW Hardcore Championship! But going even further than that, back to Uprising, when Doc Holiday smashed Downfallβs head open with a steel chair! This war is fit to culminate, thanks to Corey Black, at XIIIβ¦ and, thanks to the intervention of Gravedigger, Downfall has a partner to take on Tailor Made For Greatness on one of the most hardcore, brutal celebrations of violence ever dreamed up!
DING DING DING
The bell rings, as caskets on platforms are set up next to ringside, and Downfall and Gravedigger stand, side by side, as Holiday arrogantly stands in Downfallβs face and tells him heβs got his number. Downfall grimaces, and he and Gravedigger exchange a look. They are not going down without a fight tonight. Downfallβs hand, clenching his crowbar, twistsβ¦ and then ITβS ON! Downfall swings mightily at Holidayβs head, but Holiday ducks the swing of the crowbar that could have pulped his head like a pumpkin, and the crowbar hits the top rope and bounces off. Holiday doesnβt even let Downfall turn around before he clenches on a front facelock and begins mugging him with knee lifts. Gravedigger, meanwhile, grabs Jessie Lee and dumps her outside, as Downfall, fighting out of the facelock as best he can, lays in punches to the ribs of Holiday. Downfall pushes forward, and he, and Holiday, spill out of the ring through the top and middle rope, and go down to the concrete aisle, spilling in a frenzied flurry of punches being thrown. Both men immediately start scrambling to their feet, and they begin punching each other as hard as they can.
Nate Nytro: This wild melee is underway! The only rules are to incapacitate or knock out both opponents, and load them both into a casket!!
While Holiday and Downfall have a heated exchange in the ring out on the floor Gravedigger hurls Lee into the security barrier. Gravedigger, feeling the energy of the crowd coursing through him and feeling alive after so long away from the ring, paces around the aisle, flinching his muscles and getting fired up, and the crowd reacts with uproarious thunder; Gravedigger is a controversial figure and an AW President first, but he is a legend in this sport for a reason. Intensely, Gravedigger snaps back to stare at Jessie Lee, and he charges forward towards her, but as he charges in he eats the right boot of Lee to the face, halting his momentum and making him step backwards. This momentary backstep, allows Lee to explode off the guardrail with a spear to Gravedigger taking him down to the shock of the crowd! In the ring Downfall gains the upper hand on Holiday as he drives him acHoliday the ring with rights and lefts, viciously beating the absolute piss out of him. Downfall grabs Doc Holiday by the collar of his tailored suit and slings Holiday hard enough to smash him into the guardrail. Downfall snarls and turns to the crowd, but Jessie Lee, behind him, has gripped the steel ring steps. Downfall turns around, looking for his other opponent. Lee charges forward drilling the point of the steel steps into the temple of Downfall.
Nate Nytro: It certainly didnβt take long for Lee to break out some heavy artillery! Remember, Lee still has a score to settle with Downfall from Hardcore Games last year!!
Holiday immediately shoots to his feet, and begins aggressively stomping away at Downfall's limbs, and landing a few knee drops, before instructing Lee to set up the casket, determined to finish his "war" and put Downfall in the casket ASAP.
Nate Nytro: To win this match and eliminate both members of a team, they both gotta go in a casket! Doc Holiday is trying to cut this team down and put the man he hates away quickly!
Holiday takes a mount position on Downfall and starts hammering down with hard right hands!! Lee sets the casket open, and Holiday lifts Downfall up by the back of his head and starts to walk him over. Downfall fights back with a series of elbows. Holiday clubs Downfall over the back and drags him over towards the casket. There is a struggle as Holiday attempts to push Downfall towards the casket, and he motions to Jessie Lee to come over and help, but Jessie Lee is over by the other casket. A few yards away, Gravedigger can be seen out on the floor back to a vertical base, and he sees Jessie Lee on the other side, propping open a fresk casket. He slides into the ring getting to his feet where he charges towards the ropes, and baseball slides into it, smashing into the casket. Gravedigger's boots tip the casket over, dropping it and it's pedestal on top of Jessie Lee!
Nate Nytro: I've heard of people being put IN caskets in casket matches, but Jessie Lee is wearing the casket on top of her right now!!
Gravedigger comes up behind Holiday, yanking him up and off of Downfall and the casket on the other side. The Hardcore legend spins Doc around and decks him with a hard right hand which sends Doc falling and selling like a ping pong ball. Gravedigger lifts Holiday up in a military press and throws him into the steel ringpost. Holiday drops in the aisle, and holds his head, groaning in pain and checking for blood. Gravedigger motions to Downfall, helping him up, and again, we see the grudging respect underneath the macho, tsundere expression of Downfall as he jerks away and snarls at Gravedigger to get Holiday. Holiday is picking himself up onto all fours, and Downfall pushes past Gravedigger. There is mutual respect there, true, but even more than that, there's a real want from Downfall to royally fuck up Doc Holiday before rolling him in the casket. Downfall grabs Holiday by the back of the head and lifts him up, a frenzied look of pure sadism writ on his face, and walks Holiday over to the announcer's table. He slams Holiday head first off the table, violently. Holiday lays there , propped on the table. Gravedigger, squinting at Downfall, paces over to hold his arms out at Downfall. The two giant men are arguing. Holiday paws at Downfall's tank top, trying to pull himself up. Gravedigger, as the admin he is, is trying to get Downfall to stay on the rails, but that isn't going well. Downfall grabs Holiday's head and dashes it against the announce table again. Holiday groans, and holds his head, laying by one arm on the table. Gravedigger, a look in his eye that says he's tired of Downfall's shit, holds his hand up to shoo Downfall away. Then HE grabs Holiday by the back of his head and HE slams Holiday off the announce table, hard enough to make it quake. Downfall's eyes open up in annoyance at Gravedigger's perceived upstaging. He grabs Holiday and HE slams Holiday's head off the table, then Gravedigger, not having any of it, grabs Holiday and HE slams Holiday' head off the announce table, this time more forcefully than Downfall ever had.
Nate Nytro: I think Downfall and Gravedigger are scrambling Holiday's brains hard enough to give him CTE, cauliflower ear and Parkinsons right now!!
Downfall, saying he's going to end this, walks a now dazed and possibly amnesiac Holiday around the ring, drawing him ever closer to the open casket that's still upright. Downfall lifts Holiday up by one leg and begins to push him in the casket, and Holiday is halfway in the casket when he seems to sense it! He breaks free and begins punching Downfall in the face furiously to fight out of it! Holiday escapes the casket with a headbutt, and then, he stands up, using the casket side as a springboard to flip out and hit a Buckshot lariat, flipping Downfall over end. Downfall rolls over in the aisle and is still. Gravedigger turns around in surprise, thinking that Downfall had had this sewn up, only to be surprised by a kick RIGHT to the dick which drops him to his knees! Holiday turns to the crowd, holding his arms up arrogantly, to a rousing chorus of boos from the crowd.
Nate Nytro: Doc Holiday, showing us all why he is the FUTURE of AW! He nearly took the Hardcore title away from Downfall, and here, he's dropped two of the toughest, most hardcore motherfuckers in the game to their knees!!
Holiday pie faces Gravedigger, showing how little he respects someone, to him, who was wrestling so long ago it no longer matters, while Gravedigger is still on all fours. He motions for Gravedigger to get up, and bounces his leg as if he's aching to dole out a Savate kick. Gravedigger groans, red-faced, and holds his jewels as he gets to his feet, groaning. Holiday goes for the Savate kick, but at the last second, Gravedigger ducks it! Holiday turns in a full circle, and is immediately clamped on Gravedigger's shoulders, and Gravedigger hoists the cruiserweight up, looking to put him away with a reverse DVD into the casket!
Nate Nytro: EMBALMER, INTO THE CASKET??
Gravedigger turns, nearly finishing the move... but Holiday hammers him in the side of the head with rapid-fire, machine-gun like intensity. Gravedigger stumbles and withers under the assault, and Holiday slides off his shoulder, pushing GD forward and Gravedigger pushes forward into the casket... just as Jessie Lee reaches out from in the ring, grasping the lid of the casket, and slamming it down on Gravedigger! Gravedigger contorts and jerks, as the heavy lid drops across his shoulders while he's bent over the casket. Holiday and Lee, working together, lift the casket lid up again... and then they SLAM the lid as hard as they can, sandwiching Gravedigger. Gravedigger is laid half-in, half out of the casket.
Nate Nytro: Gravedigger has been neutralized!
Holiday instantly comes forward hammering down upon Gravedigger with clubs to the back of Gravedigger, who is seeming defenseless, and Lee exhorts him to push Gravedigger up and roll him into the casket, eliminating him... The crowd pops as Downfall makes it to his feet where he comes up behind Holiday, whirling him around. Holiday swings with a right hand, Downfall blocks and counters with a right hand, before slinging Holiday the hard way into the steel guardrail, which has no give whatsoever. Stumbles forward, groaning and holding his back and complaining of mild to severe back pain... and Downfall, determined to dish out even more excruciating lumbar torsion, drives in with a stiff boot to the gut to double Holiday over, then floats around to the back and peels off one of the harshest snap dragon suplexes we've seen, dropping Holiday RIGHT on his god damn neck right out there in the aisle and flinging him with ragdoll force. Jessie immediately climbs out to the floor, Downfall helps Gravedigger out of the casket, and he starts dragging Holiday over towards it. Downfall starts to push Holiday up into the casket, however, Lee slides out behind Downfall with a cringe-inducing steel chair shot (remember, she threw that chair in earlier, caught that, didn't you) waffling him across the back with a chair shot. Lee tosses the chair to the side before getting underneath Downfall, and she lifts him up and POWERBOMBS DOWNFALL RIGHT BACK FIRST ACROSS THE LID OF THE GOD DAMN CASKET!!
Nate Nytro: Good God the impact!!
The crowd responds with an "Ooooooooooh" in sympathy, as Downfall, splattered on the casket, slowly slumps off. Jessie Lee now turns her attention to Gravedigger, who is slowly picking his head up, feeling his forehead and finding a bloody wound. Lee picks up the steel chair before slowly and methodically walking towards Gravedigger who pushes himself up to one knee. Lee comes forward with a vile chair shot across the head of Gravedigger that draws an "OOOOOOOH" as well as a metallic car crash that resounds through the XIII arena. Lee tosses the now-dented chair to the mat, and the Goth Dommy Mommy throws her arms up in the air to massively loud boos.
Nate Nytro: Jessie Lee is showing these two she has a LOT of experience with deathmatches as well!
Doc Holiday is shown working his way back to his feet in the aisle, and Jessie Lee yells at him. Downfall is also trying to push himself up on shaky limbs, but he is dropped in the aisle by a Savate kick connecting flush. Downfall falls back to the aisle, beaten down. The crowd roars with loud boos as Holiday throws up his arms arrogantly, before instructing Lee to get Gravedigger in the other casket, while Doc turns his attention towards the upended casket and starts to set it back on it's pedestal.
Nate Nytro: Two caskets, two bodies, but who is going in them??
The crowd gets louder and louder with boos as Jessie Lee turns, not seeing Gravedigger. Lee enters the ring, and she paces to the other side... but then she turns around, and she comes face to face with 258 pounds of seething, flinching muscle, a wrathful snarl and blood running down the eyes of Gravedigger, who grabs Jessie Lee and boots her in the gut, then he grabs her around the throat with both hands and lifts the smaller woman up and performs a choke bomb over the ropes, flinging Jessie Lee ACROSS THE AISLE, and knocking the casket over!!
HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
Nate Nytro: HOLY SHIT IS RIGHT, GRAVEDIGGER SENT LEE FLYING OVER THE ROPES AND KNOCKING THE CASKET OVER!!
Gravedigger turns his attention towards Doc Holiday who is stomping and laying the boots to Downfall on the outside. The crowd comes unglued as Gravedigger slowly turns his head towards the casket outside, and he exits. Gravedigger comes forward, setting the pedestal upright and pushing the casket on it in the center of the aisle, then turning to the limp Jessie Lee, who is flailing and putting an arm over the rail.
Nate Nytro: What the hell is Gravedigger thinking!!
Gravedigger turns his attention towards Jessie Lee now, grabbing the Dommy Mommy by the hair. Gravedigger scoops Lee up over his shoulder into the aisle, before delivering a Running Powerslam, driving Lee violently down ON TOP OF THE CASKET!! VIOLENTLY SMASHING JESSIE LEE INTO THE METAL LID, HARD ENOUGH TO LEAVE A HUGE DENT!!
Nate Nytro: TOLUCA SLAM!! TOLUCA SLAM, ONTO THE CASKET!!!
GD pulls Jessie Lee off the casket, she's dazed and on all fours. Digger opens the casket and CHOKESLAMS JESSIE LEE INSIDE! Doc Holiday comes rushing over and bowls GD out of the way! Doc bends down to pulls Jessie out but DOWNFALL OUT OF NOWHERE HAS LAUNCHED HIMSELF THROUGH THE AIR AND LANDS ON DOC HOLIDAY WITH A SPLASH TO THE BACK!
Nate Nytro: DID GRAVEDIGGER POP HIM UP?!
Replays show yes, Doc and Jessie are on top of one another inside one casket and Gravedigger stomps the lid shut!
DING DING DING
Nate Nytro: IT COUNTS, FUCK IT, GRAVEDIGGER AND DOWNFALL WIN!
Downfall joins Gravedigger on top of the casket, holding their arms up in triumph.
Nate Nytro: Hell of an effort from everyone here, what an XIII. |
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Post by ππ’π₯ππ¬ πππππ on Oct 14, 2023 18:19:50 GMT -5
ACTION WRESTLING WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP STEEL CAGE TAIPEI DEATHMATCH TATIANA JOLEE VS "ill" JILL PARK
Taylor Swift: The following is scheduled for ONE FALL, and it is a STEEL CAGE TAIPEI DEATHMATCH, FOR THE ACTION WRESTLING WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!
Nate Nytro: This is going to be BLOODY and not for the faint of heart at all. For those not in the know of deathmatch lore, this is one of the sickest match types on the circuit, where these two competitors are going to be LOCKED in a cage, their hands wrapped in tape... and the TAPE is covered in broken glass!!
Taylor Swift: Introducing first...
The guitar opening of βPlowedβ by Sponge begins to bellow out over the P.A system bringing the attention to the stage as the lights strobe as if in sync with the tempo of the song.
Will I wake up, some dream I made up
No, I guess it's reality
What will change us, or will we mess up
Our only chance to connect with a dream
-KA-BOOM!-
The fireworks explode off the top of the tron bringing the end to the strobes as a spotlight illuminates the figure of Tatiana Jolee standing there. Dressed in her blackout ring attire with matching boots and pads - her hair is pulled up in a bun and she has a black leather jacket with the Canadian flag on the back.
Will I wake up, some dream I made up
No, I guess it's reality
What will change us, or will we mess up
Our only chance to connect with a dream
Say a prayer for me
(Say a prayer for me)
Say a prayer for me
Say a prayer for me
(Say a prayer for me)
I'm buried by the sound
Of a world of human wreckage
In a world of human wreckage
In a world of human wreckage
Where I'm lost and I'm found, and I can't touch the ground
I'm plowed into the sound
To her side steps her manager, Ruby Goldhirsch dressed in a classy business savvy designer outfit, and after a nod to one another, the duo makes their way down the ramp to the ring.
Taylor Swift: βMaking her way to the ring, accompanied by Ruby Goldhirsch - from Vancouver, British Columbiaβ¦ she weighs in at 113 lbs... TATIANA JOOOOOLEEEE!β
To see wide open with a head that's broken
Hang a life on some tragedy
Plow me under the ground that covers
The message that is the seed
After a quick conversation with Ruby on the outside, TJ walks up the ring steps, gliding across the apron before entering the ring through the middle ropes. She gives the hard camera a smirk and a little wink while removing her jacket before settling into the corner to await the start of her match.
Nate Nytro: It's all led to this, Tatiana Jolee has chased after the champion, Jill Park, all year. She's endured screwjobs from Torture, she's had a triple threat match with Carter Shaw, she's fought through ladder matches... but tonight, there is no turning back... Tonight, put up or shut up, Tatiana Jolee gets Jill Park one on one, locked in a cage, and nowhere to run!!
Taylor Swift: And her opponent...
The lights all through the arena dim. An explosion of golden pyro shoots off near the top of the stage. And then more pyroβ¦and then some more! Almost two minutes of an over-the-top display of golden fireworks before the music kicks in.
I-I-I have a heart I swear I do
But just not baby when it comes to you
The crowd boos LOUDLY as the intro to βCannibalβ by Kesha booms throughout the arena. Jill Park confidently struts through the pyro smoke a big, shit-eating grin on her face. World Championship sitting on her right shoulder. She stops at the top of the ramp, looking out at her βadoring publicβ for a moment. Her big smile quickly dissolves into a piercing glare of disdain and she finally descends down the ramp.
Taylor Swift: ...from Venice Beach, CA... she weighs in at 135 lbs... SHE IS THE REIGNING, DEFENDING... ACTION WRESTLING WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... "ill" JILL PARK!!!
The Champion gets about halfway down the ramp, before a rather loud section of the fans gets her attention. Jill stops, turning to face them and raising the World Championship belt up. Laughing again and waving her right hand dismissively at them, Jill continues toward the ring. She calmly walks up the steel steps and enters the ring.
The crowd is booing as Park stands in the middle of the ring with the World Championship back on her shoulder.
Nate Nytro: She's held the World Title since January 2, 2023, and, like her or not, Jill Park has continued to perservere through some of the toughest challenges in AW history. She's overcome the odds, and, somehow, some way, found a way to win, time after time... Tonight, she's going to have to dig deep, and go to a very dark place if she wants to survive this cage without being torn into shreds!!
The cage drops into place, and the door is locked, and, several minutes pass as officials are helping Jill and Tatiana tape each other's fists up. Jill smiles confidently and talks trash to Tatiana, as Tatiana is getting her knuckles taped. Finally, the two of them dip their taped hands in pails full of glittering, broken glass, coating the hand coverings.
Nate Nytro: And you see those hand coverings, that is sharp glass, it's going to make something as elementary as a headlock into a painful experience like being stabbed by... well, broken glass!!
Park blows a kiss at Taylor Swift, who looks disgusted.
Nate Nytro: And our champion paying tribute to someone who, obviously, hears every single day of her fucking life "Hey, you look like someone really famous... the AW World Champion!!"
DING DING DING
The bell sounds as the referee checks to assure the cage door is fastened and locked shut. He rolls himself into the ring and comes up to Jill and Tatiana standing motionless, face to face. Each competitor waits for the other to flinch first. There appears to be a small exchange of words between the two, however nothing in which can be made out.
Nate Nytro: Well, Iβm gonna guess that it doesnβt involve inviting Tatiana out to a spa day!
The intense staredown finally comes to an abrupt finish as Park and Tatiana start stepping away from each other. However, after only a step or two, they lunge forward and lock up with each other, already shrieking as they tug and push against each other with hands taped with literal fucking glass shredding and poking into their skin.
Nate Nytro: HERE WE GO!
Tatiana shakes Park's hands from her shoulders and throws a hard right hand, and Jill tries to take it away from her moneymaker face. Tatiana follows up with a second right hand, both of which send Park back-stepping all the way to the ropes. Tatiana pushes Park back against the ropes and Irish whips her across the ring. Park heads to the opposite side of the ring, bouncing against the ropes, and meets Tatiana back in the middle. Tatiana leans forward, hoping for a back body drop. Instead, Park stops short and punts Tatiana straight up, sending her stumbling. Park follows through with a right hand of her own, and Tatiana, shocked, finds she's already slashed on the cheek, and Jill laces a harsh knife edged chop across Tatiana's chest.
Nate Nytro: Jill laying in with an almost LITERAL knife-edge chop to Tatiana, her chestβs swelling up already after that one!
Tatiana is moaning and holding her chest in pain, and blood is already starting to dot the mat. Park comes in and lands a left hand on Tatiana, forcing Tatiana against the cage and Jill pushes Tatiana into the cage wall, grinding Tatiana's cheek painfully back and forth while raking her head with the broken-glass wrapped tape. Caught in between the cage and the broken glass and having both ground into her, Tatiana is screaming in agony. Now, Park takes Tatiana and goes to throw her across the ring into the other side of the cage. Tatiana counters though, sending the reigning World champion to the ropes. Park bounces off and ducks an attempted razor-fisted clothesline. Park hits the ropes again, and as she turns around gets smashed in the face with a jumping knee strike from Tatiana. Park climbs up to her feet, holding her face and checking vainly for blood. She stumbles over to the ropes and leans on them for support. Tatiana moves in swiftly, delivering an overhand chop to Park's back, and making Jill SHRIEK in pain at being cut by the glass-handed chop. Tatiana whips Park towards the cage, and Park hits the cage hard enough to rattle the cage side, and Park stumbles out. Tatiana back drops Jill successfully this time, flinging her high overhead. Park strikes the mat and instantly cringes, holding her lower spine. She crawls around a bit while Tatiana merely measures her nemesis. Jill climbs up to her feet but is met with a hard right hook to her face by Tatiana. Tatiana follows through with yet another hook, sending Jill back-first into the corner and against the turnbuckles. Tatiana is relentless and starts hammering away with elbows and punches, thrusting her elbows and fists in Jill's face again and again, again and again as the chants begin to break out.
The crowd: FUCK HER UP JOLEE, FUCK HER UP
FUCK HER UP JOLEE, FUCK HER UP
FUCK HER UP JOLEE, FUCK HER UP
Nate Nytro: TATIANA IS RAINING DOWN EVERY KIND OF STRIKE SHE CAN! SHE'S SMASHING AND SLASHING THE FACE WITH RIGHT HANDS!
Now it's Tatiana's turn to push Jill face and grind her face into the links of the steel cage, and now, Tatiana reaches in with tape-wrapped, glass covered fingers and uses her fingers to GOUGE THE EYES OF JILL PARK! JILL PARK SCREAMS!! TATIANA IS GRINDING JILL'S FOREHEAD AGAINST THE LINKS OF THE CHAIN LIKE A CHEESE GRATER, AND STRETCHING HER MOUTH WIDE OPEN WITH HER FINGERS! FINGERS WRAPPED IN GLASS COVERED TAPE!! THE BLOOD IS POURING OUT OF JILL'S MOUTH AND FOREHEAD!!
Nate Nytro: This is getting fucked up! There's literally no other way to put it! This is not going to be a technical master class, this is a gritty, gut-wrenching abattoir of agony!!
A panicked Park flails her arms for a second and the ref checks on her, but she garbles out something that translates to "I will not QUIT" while Tatiana is stretching her mouth wide open using her digging fingers as fish hooks to stretch Jill's lips open. Park, using her strength, pushes herself up off the side of the cage, arms shaking, Tatiana still mounted on her back and applying a chin lock with a glass wrapped hand, and she turns, giving her a hard elbow to to the gut. She grips a fistful of hair in a glass-wrapped hand and throws her into the cage with shattering force. Tatiana stumbles back out into the center of the ring, and Park lifts her up onto her shoulder, running forward and slamming her face into the cage. Tatiana falls back to the mat. Park covers, pushing a glass covered hand down onto Tatiana's bloody face!!
Nate Nytro: It's very possible we're going to need to keep a plastic surgeon on call after this!!
The referee: One...
Two...
Kickout.
Tatiana somehow manages to kick out. Park jerks her back up and drops her with a gutwrench suplex. She allows her year-long nemesis to get up while taunting her, all of the vitriol and hatred and jealousy that's passed between them this year bubbling over. Tatiana gets back up and Park sends her down with a drop toehold and then she floats over into a rear chinlock, wickedly digging those finger in under Tatiana's chin! Tatiana's eyes open up as the broken glass jags are slicing under her jaw, and Tatiana grabs hold of the cage nearby. Park frees one arm to punish her with a wicked looking crossface forearm, then another, and another. Park lifts a limp Tatiana up, punishing her with a pendulum backbreaker, and covers, smearing her face yet again with the broken glass covering her taped fist, but then she pulls off, shaking a finger "No", not yet. Jill, relishing this brutal display, gets up, flinging her arms and letting blood cascade off of her hands. The crowd boos loudly.
Nate Nytro: And look at Jill, mocking Jolee, who has given everything this year to chase the World Title. Jill Park is disgusting.
Park whips Tatiana into the ropes, following it up by giving her a corner clothesline. Tatiana stumbles out of the corner, trying to catch her breath as she falls to her knees. Park wipes the sweat off her forehead as if this is hard work. The champ slaps Tatiana over the back of the head, lifts her up and gives her an snap brainbuster. Tatiana falls to the mat, holding her back. Park drops an elbow across her back, then another, and she applies a crippler crossface, savagely tightening her grip with the glass-covered tape around Tatiana's jaw. Tatiana screams with pain, and Park grins widely, sadistically, as blood POURS over Jill's fingers!
Nate Nytro: This is literally the most obscene thing I've ever seen, every submission, every squeeze of Jill's arms of tighten of her fingers digs those glass-wrapped coverings into Tatiana's face! Tatiana is SCREAMING in pain like she's being TORTURED!!
Tatiana tries to reach for the cage, for the ropes, for any purchase as all, keeping her hands moving even as they're jittering and shaking, as if just moving will keep her from passing out from the pain. Park shouts there is no release for her. The referee really can't do anything except meekly ask Tatiana if she's going to give up, and Tatiana refuses, roaring incoherently, and trying to push herself up. Not satisfied with a glass- handled crossface, Park releases the hold and motions for her to get up. Tatiana pulls herself up, and Park quickly drops her with an bicycle knee strike, and as a bloody Tatiana rolls over to the cage, Jill holds her hands up to the crowd. Though Jill is also a bloody mess, and literally her skin is dyed red like Carrie, she revels and basks in the NUCLEAR heat from the crowd, before pointing to the convulsing and shaking Tatiana on the mat.
Nate Nytro: What a piece of work. She makes me sick. Right in front of our gracious, beautiful queen, Taylor Swift, no less.
Park takes a moment to berate the crowd, even climbing up onto the ropes and holding on to the cage to talk some shit to them as the boo's rain down. But then, Park sees Tatiana getting to her feet, and climbs back down. Park angrily pulls Tatiana back up, shouting in her face that she will NEVER be AW World Champion, NEVER, but Tatiana quickly surprises Jill by reaching in with her glass-taped hands... and RAKING JILL PARK'S EYES! Agonized, Park stumbles away, shrieking in pain as glass and blood are in her eyes, and fresh blood is running. Tatiana's chest heaves with a mighty effort as she tries to regain some strength, but she slips a bit, due to the massive, massive loss of blood here. Tatiana fights her way back to her feet, wiping the blood out of her eyes, and she stands up straight, snarling at Jill, who stumbles towards her. Tatiana gets to her feet, bounces into the ropes and drops Jill with a hurricanrana, then she rests, trying to gather her wits about her. She pulls herself up, and as Park gets to her feet she unloads a few STIFF forearm shots into her face. Tatiana grabs Jill with her very sharp hands, and walks her briskly across the ring, throwing Park face first into the steel cage! Jill stumbles out, on spaghetti legs, and Tatiana grabs her hair, turns her 90 degrees, and runs her forward, driving her into another side of the cage!
Nate Nytro: Tatiana Jolee is fighting back with everything she has! Jill Park is being knocked around like a pinball inside of the cage, and there's nowhere to go!!
Park is dazed and falls back, holding on the ropes but slipping on blood covering the mat. She wipes her red- dyed fingers over her eyes with shell shock, as the cage has opened up new cuts. A relentless Tatiana grips her foe and lifts her up, backs Jill into the ropes, then tries for an irish whip, but Park uses her greater mass to reverse, sending her to the ropes. She ducks a clothesline on the return and runs to the opposite ropes. Park turns around, to find Tatiana running back at Jill, and Tatiana catches Jill with a signature SHOTGUN DROPKICK!!
Nate Nytro: DROPKICK!!
The referee: One...
Two.....
Kickout.
Tatiana lifts Park up, but the champ rakes her eyes. Before she can react Jill grabs her by the hair and throws her into the cage. Taylor Swift on the outside, begins willing Tatiana to fight back. Park grabs Tatiana's hair, and throws her forehead into a steel intersection of the cage, banging her the hard way against the metal pipe. Tatiana yells and groans in pain. Park grabs her arm and twists it in a keylock. Tatiana elbows her way out of it with her good arm, but Park grabs her wrist and wraps it around the ropes. She begins pulling back, exerting pressure. Tatiana screams, and Park releases the hold, damage done, but then as Tatiana turns around she eats a spinning backfist, dropping her!!
Nate Nytro: Bitch, No! What a show of disrespect from Park.
Park jaw jacks at the crowd as she pulls Tatiana up, and whips her into the corner. Jill attempts to go for a corner splash, but Tatiana moves out of the way at the last second. Park stops herself in time, however, putting her foot up to block the turnbuckle. Jill grins, as if she's not falling for that one, and when she turns, she sees Tatiana coming at her out of the corner of her eye. She sidesteps and throws Tatiana over the top rope to the cage. Tatiana hangs on to the cage with her fingers, and Park is turned away from her, smiling and taking in the boo's from the crowd. She turns to see Tatiana spring off the cage with a headscissors, flinging Jill Park end over end and landing on her backside with a harsh bang! Park slips and falls in a pool of blood!
Nate Nytro: And that ring may as well be Count Dracula's god damn ICE RINK, they're skidding all over!
A stunned Park gets up and Tatiana takes her down with an enziguri. Park gets up a third time and charges at Tatiana, but Tatiana sidesteps Jill and runs Jill forward, driving her head into the side of the cage. Tatiana follows it up with a springboard, and she gives Jill a knee to the back of the head, sandwiching it into the steel. Tatiana pins Park.
The referee: One
Two...
Kickout
Tatiana rolls off of Park, bleeding so profusely it's a wonder she hasn't lost eight pints by now, and her eyes peer down at Park with a kind of discerning, grudging respect. After everything Tatiana has gone through in her quest for the World Title this year. The screwjobs from Torture to keep Jill Park in power, the interference from Jake Paul and Carter Shaw, coming so close time and time again... Tatiana pushes herself up, knowing she needs to push into another gear and go past fatigue. She takes her glassy hands, clenching Jill under HER jaw and stabbing and poking her with the glass-wrapped tape, and locking in a BULLY CHOKE, under the jaw! She's digging the hold in so tight she arches her back into a bridge over Park's shoulder, and blood SPURTS from Jill's ruined forehead in time with the beating of her heart!!
Nate Nytro: JOLEE HAS ALL THE BLOOD CLAMPED TIGHT IN A BULLY CHOKE, WITH NOWHERE TO GO! EVERY BEAT OF JILL PARK'S BLACK HEART SEES MORE OF HER LIFE'S BLOOD SPLURT OUT OF HER WOUNDS!
The crowd: THAT'S FUCKED UP
THAT'S FUCKED UP
THAT'S FUCKED UP
Tatiana is so intent on squeezing Park's lifesblood out through her eyeholes that she slips a little bit on the blood pooling at her feet and loses the bridge, losing some of the intense pressure she's holding the bully choke on with, and Jill Park GASPS for air. Jill's hands grasp for purchase, flailing like an ADHD squirrel, and she digs her fingers into the diamond holes of the cage side and latches on... Then Park, using all of her might, PULLS HERSELF FORWARD, and DRIVES HERSELF AND TATIANA FACE FIRST INTO THE CAGE!!
Nate Nytro: Desperation counter for Park!!
Tatiana, dazed and stunned and losing a lot of blood loopy, sinks to one knee, holding the ropes, as Park is so out of it she can only stare blankly at her hands. The two of them struggle and flail around, moving slowly due to blood loss. Tatiana goes to lift Park up, but she elbows her in the gut, and then Park fires away at her with a European uppercut, knocking her off her feet. Park lifts her up, wrapping her in a waistlock, then gives her a German suplex, followed by a second, and then goes for a third, but Tatiana shifts her legs, maneuvering herself into a wheelbarrow position, as she pushes herself up in the air using her upper body strength, and then she rolls forward in a wheelbarrow victory roll, that the wily, journeywoman technician Tatiana then stands up in, and turns over... STARTING TO LOCK IN THE SHARPSHOOTER!!
Nate Nytro: She may have Park here! If she locks in the unbreakable sharpshooter, right here, it could all come to an end! All the months she's spent wondering if she could get another shot at the title!
Jill scrambles to not let Tatiana turn her over into the deadly submission and not turn on her stomach. Though knowing there's no rope breaks, Jill reasons that if she grabs the bottom rope and hangs on for dear life, Tatiana won't be able to turn her over, so she does just that, and Tatiana, frustrated, kicks and stomps her, but can't dislodge Jill from the ropes. The referee tells Tatiana to hold on for a second, and tries to coax Jill from unwrapping herself from the bottom rope. Tatiana turns her attention to the referee, and for the second her guard is down Park grabs her by her pants and pushes her forward, through the ropes, into the steel cage side!!
Nate Nytro: And this is why Jill has been so successful as a champion. She finds a way to bend the circumstances to her advantage, every single time.
A stunned Tatiana pulls herself out, and the blood covering her face has deepened in hue. Tatiana holds her face, falling in the blood. Park gets to her feet, and then she lifts Tatiana up, punishing her with a roaring elbow! Tatiana falls onto her back, seemingly spent and done.
Nate Nytro: LET IT GO TO TATIANA!! Tatiana has no more left to give, she's given all of her blood to this pursuit, she's given it everything she has!!
Arrogantly, Jill Park pins Tatiana...
The referee and the crowd: ONE...
TWO...
THRE - Kickout
A raucous pop goes up from the crowd as Jill sits up, shock all over her bloodied and no longer classically beautiful face. She looks down at Tatiana, and a wary expression crosses her face, as if, for the first time, she's beginning to doubt.
Nate Nytro: These two women have rained torrents of blood down from the rafters tonight, and Jill Park is staring in disbelief at the resilience on display! There's no assistance coming for her, there's no escape from the cage, it's just a battle of wills.
Park lifts Tatiana up, but Jill is surprised as she nails her right in the gut with a spinning back kick. Jolee then drops down and swings her foot up and back, connecting with a Pele kick to the side of the head. Park stumbles back. Tatiana rests for a second, and then, in a superhuman display is able to pull herself up amid the puddles of claret. She grabs Park by the arm, whipping her into the corner, and then she goes for a splash, but Park sidesteps and Tatiana hits the corner chest first. She stumbles out, and Jill rolls her up from behind, using her feet on the ropes for leverage!
Nate Nytro: Oh, this is BULLSHIT!! Jill Park is doing everything she can to weasel out of this!
The referee and crowd: ONE...
TWO...
THRE - Kickout
Park SHRIEKS, and bangs her taped fists on the mat like a child at a tantrum, unable to believe she didn't pull out the win. She looks over at Tatiana, and something snaps in her expression as it turns cold and she seems to be going to a DARK place, and she motions to someone at ringside! A hired attendant comes forth with a box in his hand, and Jill goes over to the corner, and begins removing her wrestling boot! The hired attendant slides something into the opening in the corner of the cage where the sides meet, and Jill stands, clad in one boot and one socked foot that is already coated in blood from the mat... and JILL PARK HOLDS UP HER PRIZE! IT'S ANOTHER WRESTLING BOOT!
THIS BOOT IS WRAPPED IN TAPE AND COVERED WITH SHARDS OF BROKEN GLASS, JUST LIKE THEIR HAND WRAPS!!
JILL PARK HOLDS THE GLASS-WRAPPED BOOT UP TRIUMPHANTLY, AS THE BOOS RAIN DOWN!!
Nate Nytro: NO! SHE WOULDN'T!! SHE COULDN'T GO TO THIS PLACE, NOT EVEN AT XIII!!!
Tatiana is getting to her knees, barely aware of what's going on, so groggy due to blood loss that her arms are flailing limply she staggers up. Park leans against the turnbuckles and, with effort due to the welter of cuts on her fingers from the glass-wrapped tape on her hands, puts on the wrestling boot with the glass-wrapped tape on wrapped around the sole!! After a second, Park brings her foot down, crunching the shards of glass audibly, and "tuning up the band!"
Nate Nytro: NOT LIKE THIS, JILL! NOT LIKE THIS!!
Jill snarls, shaking her head at Tatiana and shouting "You will NEVER be able to beat me, you NEVER beat me before!!" All of the ugly history that's passed between them this year is boiling over in this ultra-brutal, dark moment, as Tatiana stumbles and turns, hearing her foe from faraway but on dream street... and Park surges forward, letting the glass-wrapped tape boot FLY in and smash RIGHT into Jolee's face with a glass-embedded SUPERKICK!! JOLEE IS KNOCKED OFF HER FEET, AND ROLLS OVER TO THE SIDE OF THE CAGE, AND BLOOD. FLIES. EVERYWHERE. The crowd gives a massive "OOOOOOOH" at the severity and savagery of the hit.
Nate Nytro: SHE - SHE DID IT!! SNOWFLAKE SWATTER, WITH A BOOT WRAPPED IN BROKEN GLASS, RIGHT INTO THE FACE OF JOLEE!!!
The crowd: THAT'S FUCKED UP
THAT'S FUCKED UP
THAT'S FUCKED UP
THAT'S FUCKED UP
THAT'S FUCKED UP
Park tries to keep her own footing, but she slides on the slicks of blood and falls to one knee, dazed, but in a frenzy. Tatiana has such deep cuts in her face now they're darkest crimson, bubbling and spurting in the air. Park scrambles over to her...
The referee and the crowd: ONE...
TWO...
THREE - KICKOUT!
Jill sits up, as Tatiana is basically having a spasm and her hands are jittering like a crack addict coming down, blood dripping from her entire head and both of their skins covered in red coatings. Jill stares in absolute disbelief and horror. A standing fucking O is going up from the crowd, as well as a "FIGHT FOREVER" chant. XIII, baby.
Nate Nytro: Can you believe what these two women have put each other through??
A furious Park boots Tatiana in the stomach, and begins deliberately STOMPING on every exposed limb WITH the glass-coated wrestling shoe, and Tatiana shrieks in agony. Park knees Tatiana in the gut, and then she runs off the ropes and takes her down with a million-dollar knee lift. Park then looks around, and she walks over to the turnbuckle. Park starts climbing to the top, and Park sets himself on the top turnbuckle. Park flies off, looking for a corkscrew moonsault but at the last second Tatiana rolls out of the way, and Park hits nothing but canvas. Park yells in pain, as she holds her injured ribs in pain before forgetting she's hugging herself with god damn glass. Tatiana quickly gets to her feet, and she lets out a burst of adrenaline to SMASH Park with a RUNNING CODEBREAKER!! Breathless, Tatiana drops down for the pin.
Nate Nytro: DOUBLE CLUTCH!!
The referee and the crowd: ONE...
TWO...
THREE - Kickout!!
You can hear the pop from the crowd in outer effin space as Tatiana flops back to the mat, utterly spent and weakly, lifelessly pushing bloody strings of hair out of her eyes, but not abe to do anything more than breathe gingerly, truly suffering death from a thousand cuts. Park looks no better, as her face is slashed, swollen and ugly. Several long moments pass by, as neither woman is able to get up, and each attempt to try leads to them falling over, weak due to blood loss... Finally, Tatiana, with a will defying expectation, sets her jaw, and knows she, too is going to have to do something fucking insane and out of her box here... It is XIII, BABY, if you didn't know. Grimly, knowing how very wrong and anathema to her being it is, Tat puts her fingers through the cage diamonds and slowly, slowlyyyy starts climbing to the cage!!
Nate Nytro: Wait, what is she doing?? Is Tatiana going higher?? There's no win by escaping the cage in this Taipei Deathmatch!!
The roar of the crowd as they cheer on this unlikeliest of heroes against the tyrannical Park, is an alive thing. Tatiana breathes heavily, pushing herself to her limit and past as she's lost so much energy... but she goes up, foot by blood-soaked foot, and gets halfway up before Jill is to her feet. The crowd's anticipation is at it's fever pitch, not knowing what Tatiana is doing, but that she's climbing the cage... Tatiana is almost at the top, as Park is still unsure where she is. Tatiana turns her head back to see Jill looking up at her and yelling. A look comes over Tatiana's face, and she sets her feet, and then flies off the top of the cage with a huge moonsault, taking Park down. The crowd EXPLODES!!
The crowd: HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
Nate Nytro: TATIANA JOLEE JUST THREW CAUTION TO THE WIND, WENT AGAINST HER OWN CODE BOOK, IS DOING EVERYTHING SHE CAN TO BRING JILL PARK'S TITLE REIGN TO IT'S END!!
Yet the death-defying act is possibly too much for the wounded, ragged Jolee, the exertion seems to have finished her and she's lost so much blood, she is unmoving. The referee checks on Tatiana, and almost begins frantically waving. He'd wanted to jump in half a hundred times by now... both of these women are crimson. Tatiana weakly waves, but can't move... several long, agonizing moments pass by... and Tatiana rolls over! Moving at a crawl, blood dribbling down her nose to patter down, Tatiana slumps an arm over Park...
The referee and the crowd: ONE...
TWO...
THREE - KICKOUT!!
Nate Nytro: The longest AW World Heavyweight Title reign, starting on January 2nd, and Jill Park is STILL ALIVE! SHE'S DESPERATE TO HANG ON TO THAT TITLE!!
Tatiana slaps the mat, and she really looks desperate too, feeling her time slipping away, knowing she may never get another chance... She goes back to the legs, trying and struggling to turn Jill over into the sharpshooter... but she slips and can't lock the legs, and is too weak to turn her, and Jill kicks her off with such force that Tatiana goes FLYING into the cage! Tatiana falls to one knee... and Park, seizing the opportunity, runs in and CURB STOMPS TATIANA, WITH THE GLASS-WRAPPED WRESTLING BOOT!
The crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH
Nate Nytro: CANCEL CULTURE! CANCEL CULTURE, WITH THE BROKEN GLASS!
The wind goes out of the crowd, as they're aware nobody ever kicks out of this, even on their best day, and Park sinks down to cover, breathing like a banshee.
The referee: ONE....
TWO....
THREE -
KICKOUT!!
The crowd goes absolutely insane as Tatiana shoots a shoulder up and Park rolls off, eyes bugging out of her head.
Nate Nytro: TATIANA FUGGIN JOLEE!! SHE KICKED OUT! SHE KICKED OUT OF CANCEL CULTURE, WITH GLASS BEING STOMPED INTO HER HEAD!!!
Park is beside herself, she gets up and pulls Tatiana up but Jolee is stoic. Blood running down her face. He locks eyes with Jill. Jill looks back. These two warriors have given everything and there is only one more thing to do.
Nate Nytro: IT COMES TO THIS.
RIGHT HAND FROM PARK, ONE FROM TATIANA, GLASS BEING DRIVEN DEEPER AND DEEPER INTO THE FLESH OF THESE TWO! Another series, the crowd is on their feet, Jill breaks the half grapple and tries to go behind for a choke, Tatiana rolls through and has her back now - TATIANA JOLEE LOCKS IN A CHOKE ON JILL PARK!
Nate Nytro: IT'S DEEP!
Jill is fighting. Flailing for the ropes. Jolee has summoned whatever she has deep inside her and she backs Jill to the corner. A foot on the middle rope. Another. LIFTING JILL PARK INTO THE AIR WHILE CHOKING THE LIFE FROM THE CHAMPION.
Nate Nytro: THIS IS INSANE.
Jill is fading! Fading! Arms reached out, up to the sky now.. and SHE IS GONE. Tatiana Jolee holds an unconscious Jill Park on the middle rope and TATIANA DIVES OFF SLAMMING JILL HEAD FIRST INTO THE MAT WITH LIKE A BULLDOG HEAD DRIVER?!
Nate Nytro: OH GOD THAT'S DISGUSTING!
Tatiana sits on the mat looking down at the lifeless foe. She rolls Jill over as the crowd loses their shit.
ONE.
TWO.
AND IT'S FUCKING THREE.
DING DING DING
Nate Nytro: TATIANA JOLEE HAS DETHRONED JILL PARK AND IS NOW ACTION WRESTLING WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!
Confetti bursts through the air and the cage door is opened, the belt handed in then given to Tatiana who still sits on the mat.
Nate Nytro: She gave EVERYTHING. And FINALLY - FINALLY TATIANA JOLEE IS IN THE HISTORY BOOKS. SHE'S OVERCOME JILL PARK. SHE IS YOUR CHAMPION.
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Post by ππ’π₯ππ¬ πππππ on Oct 14, 2023 18:35:01 GMT -5
JAYSON PRICE-JONES' RETIREMENT/FUNERAL XIII HALLOWEEN HORROR DEATHMATCH JAYSON PRICE-JONES VS COREY BLACK
Nate Nytro: What an amazing night of action we have already had folks! The crew is just finishing the final touches on the ring for our main event, let's send it to ringside!
Taylor Swift: The following match is your.. MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING!
The crowd pops hard as the lights slowly dim. Bright blue lights swirl around the small entrance as the crowd as Corey Black steps out from behind the curtain to what is an expected but surely jarring chorus of boos.
Nate Nytro: Now I can tell by the smiles on the faces of most of this crowd that this is in jest but they gotta do what they gotta do.
In Corey's right hand is a hockey mask, on his shoulder a backpack. He is wearing gray tights with horror movie and icons patches, light blue and orange Jordans with orange kick pads and his black hoodie is even decked in horror patches. He walks down to the ring with purpose, sliding in and popping to his feet.
Taylor Swift: From Minneapolis, Minnesota!
Crowd for real boos because sports.
Taylor Swift: Weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty five pounds, he is DEATHPROOF.. COREY! FUCKING! BLAAAACK!
BOOOOOOOs from the crowd at his very own show. For shame. Corey takes his hoodie off and holds the bag in his hand, waiting his opponent.
"The Cell" by Gojira hits as the lights begin to dim down. The crowd loses it's fucking mind with a pop that would make you think you were in an arena with 80,000 people.
Nate Nytro: And with what he says is going to be his last wrestling match ever, Jayson Price-Jones the man known as The South Street Menace, born just around the corner from where this very venue sits, is set to make his entrance and just listen to this Philadelphia crowd.
Crowd: PRICE! PRICE! PRICE! PRICE! PRICE!
As the drums kick in all eyes turn to the curtains. The guardrails begin to buckle as fans push forward with their phones outstretched, trying to record this moment in history.
Nate Nytro: And it would appear as though the hometown favorite is soaking in the moment backstage, not quite ready to make that final walk out to the ring. And-
The music suddenly cuts as the cheering turns to confusion.
Nate Nytro: Now it would appear as though we're also having some audio issues.
Suddenly the doors leading into the arena are thrown up as all eyes turn to the front of the building. "Enter Sandman" by Metallica hits as Jayson Price-Jones makes his way into the building, flocked by fans that were waiting outside and unable to get inside. Security rushes to try and push them back but Jayson waves them off. The crowd begins singing along to music as Price-Jones stands amongst the fans, a smile on his face.
Nate Nytro: And in the home of extreme, a (ugh) "deathmatch icon" pays tribute to a hardcore legend. God damn this makes me want a beer though.
Taylor Swift: And introducing his opponent...weighing in at 265 pounds....from Philadelphia, Pe-
Taylor is immediately cut off by the roar of the crowd.
Crowd: PRICE! PRICE! PRICE! PRICE! PRICE!
Nate Nytro: It's all right Taylor, I think everyone here knows where this man is from.
Price-Jones takes a drink being handed to him by a fan and with a shrug he chugs it down. He then throws the cup to the side and makes his way through the crowd, slapping hands and stopping for selfies as the music continues on. Finally he reaches the guardrail and climbs on top of it, balancing himself as he looks around at the crowd. His eyes come to rest on Black, still waiting in the ring. Jayson with a middle finger to Black, drawing yet another massive pop from the crowd. Another drink is passed to Price-Jones, who again chugs it without question. He hops down from the guardrail and walks past the ring announcer corner, flashing a smile to Taylor before giving her a little wave. At long last he heads up the ring steps and onto the apron, his gaze on Black as he steps through the ropes and into the ring. The song dies down as the referee steps between the two men.
Corey reaches into his backpack after resting the hockey mask on his head and offers the contents to Price. A red and green sweater and a brown hat. Jay gladly takes the gifts and throws them on, backing up into his corner and flipping Corey off as the bell rings.
DING DING DING
Nate Nytro: This one is under WAAAAAAY!
JAY PRICE BEATS COREY TO THE PUNCH AND FLIES OUT OF THE CORNER THROWING HIS KNEE THROUGH THE AIR! Corey ducks and plunges his hand back into the backpack, secures the hockey mask on his face and as Price hits the ropes to come back COREY BLACK SLASHES PRICE ACROSS THE CHEST WITH A FREDDY GLOVE!
Nate Nytro: GODDAMN.
Blood begins oozing from the wounds as Jayson just stands there, awestruck at the move. The fans are stunned.
Nate Nytro: We've all kind of stopped here. This is Jayson's first taste of action in a bit and damn that's a brutal reintroduction to the ring.
Corey ain't playing this fuckin' game, he pops off an elbow strike to Price who stumbles back into the ropes sending the hat flying and comes charging out with a roar and spears Corey Black through the air and into a spinebuster! The crowd comes alive again as Price whips the shirt off and gets a hand full of blood before slapping it across his own face! Price grabs Corey off the ground and throws him into the corner, the glove falls to the mat as Corey loses grip on it. Jay hits a kick to the midsection, followed by a forearm and then a big vertical suplex literally throwing Corey instead of falling to the mat with him.
Nate Nytro: It took a second but Jay is back in this.
Jay walks over and just boots Black right in the face, no regard. Corey falls through the middle and bottom rope to the apron. Jay grabs Corey and goes to pull him over but Corey hooks the bottom rope and hooks in a suplex of his own!
Nate Nytro: To the floor?!
Corey hoists the bigger man but Jay pivots and lands on the apron beside, the crowd all stand and start moving out of the way as the two legends throw elbows and forearms at one another trying to get the upper hand. Price finally does with kick to the knee, he grabs Black in a suplex and lifts, haphazardly throwing Black forward while dropping to the floor!
Nate Nytro: PRICEBUSTER ON THE AP - NO?!
Somehow Corey Black is able to reposition in mid air and as soon as Price lands on the floor, Black lands on Price's shoulders and rips over a huricanrana sending Price head over heels into the guard railing! The crowd goes fucking bezerk with HOLY SHIT chants!
Nate Nytro: WHAT A COUNTER, HOLY -
Nate stops himself as Corey gets to his feet, looking around in amazement at the act he just pulled off. Price is out of it, getting up using the guard rail and Black goes to grapple only to get hit with a superkick!
Nate Nytro: PRICE CHECK.
Corey's arms flail upward but he doesn't fall, Price seizes the moment to hook Corey up and THROW HIM BACKWARD IN A GERMAN SUPLEX ONTO THE GUARD RAIL.
Nate Nytro: OH GOSH Corey's lucky he was thrown so high, he flipped over and landed stomach first but still, gosh!
Indeed, Corey's laid out across the guard railing holding his stomach and trying not to fall head first onto the concrete floor. Price has slid into the ring, hit the far ropes and JAY PRICE DOES A TOPE CON HILO LANDING ON COREY BLACK'S BACK FLATTENING HIM ON THE RAIL. Price lands hard on the floor but the damage was done, Corey slithers to the floor himself.
Nate Nytro: Jay Price is going all in on this, what is said to be his final match!
An uproar of a HOLY SHIT chant fades into an ECW chant as Price slides Black into the ring but doesn't follow, instead he peeks under the apron and pulls out a huge box of ten lighttubes! The crowd roars again, but Price isn't done, HE PULLS OUT ANOTHER.
Nate Nytro: Man here we go, Jayson is introducing the plunder, let's see what he's got.
Jay slides in and empties both boxes of tubes right next to one another and motions that he's going to slam Corey Black on them. Jay walks over, throws Corey over his shoulder and stands over the tubes as the crowd goes insane.
Nate Nytro: Not going to be a pretty landing!
Jay ducks down and then jolts upward using his momentum to guide Corey Black off his shoulder and plants him through TWENTY LIGHT TUBES BACK FIRST RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, THE POP THE TUBES MADE ECHOES THROUGHOUT THE 2300 AS GLASS FLIES EVERYWHERE. Jay kneels down and covers with one hand as the masked ref dives in, gloves on already.
ONE!
TWO!
No, Corey kicks out but even that pushes more glass into his body.
Nate Nytro: It is unfamiliar but it isn't pleasant either.
Corey struggles to get up and as he does, Jay uses his foot to break bigger pieces of tube and spread glass throughout the ring.
Nate Nytro: Man Price is covering the mat, I don't know if there's any square foot that isn't covered in shards right now.
Jay spots the bladed finger glove. He smiles, goes to pick it up but Corey comes diving in with a dropkick to the hand. Jay drops the weapon, but grabs the back of Corey's tights as he was darting to the ropes, pulling Corey back in with a ROLLING ELBOW TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD. Corey drops to his knees, Jay wraps his arm around Corey's throat and just begins choking the life out of the man.
Nate Nytro: It ain't pretty but man it's effective!
Corey's trying to fight free, Jay just sinks the Dragon Sleeper in deeper. Corey grabs Jay around the head and pulls him close enough to throw a knee to the top of the head, causing Jayson to break the hold. Corey springs off the middle, inward flips and goes for a cutter but Jay catches him! Price pushes Black off, into the turnbuckles where Corey springs off the bottom, spins and faces Price to spring off the middle and comes flying off with a sunset flip!
ONE!
TWO!
No, Price rolls back and gets his shoulders off the mat but left himself wide open as the glass falls from his back for Corey to drop to a knee and bring a hammer elbow down across the base of the skull! Jay is driven face first into the mat!
Nate Nytro: UGH all that glass, watch the eyes!
Jay gets up to his knees, scraping the glass away from his eyes and beard, as Corey Black readies himself and delivers a superkick to the side of Jay's jaw. Price turns and holds the middle rope, collecting himself. He's got one foot under him and on a knee, as Corey stalks Price explodes forward with a bicycle knee!
Nate Nytro: EXPLOSIA!
Corey literally backflips from the impact, almost like a side winder one, just obliterated. Jay isn't done, he shakes the cobwebs loose and grabs Black around the waist as he's on the mat, hoists him up and just DUMPS Corey on the mat with a powerbomb as the crowd goes nuts. Jay kneels down, cracking his neck and watching as his former friend fights for breath.
Nate Nytro: What a couple of huge moves Price just landed, what more could he be looking for?
Jay points into the crowd, his hometown kin, then points at Corey Black and puts his hands together on his cheek as if it was bed time.
Nate Nytro: Oh no.
Corey gets up, into the waiting arms of Jay Price who throws Corey up and across his shoulders. The crowd stands, cheering him on. Jay kind of skips over toward the ropes before throwing Corey out and over the top rope but keeping control of his head with one hand, Jay leaps through the air hitting another Go to Sleep style bicycle knee strike as Corey lands on the apron, sending him careening to the floor with a sick thud! The crowd goes insane.
Nate Nytro: Jesus Christ, Go to Explosia sending Corey Black to the outside of the ring! Mental! NEVER seen that from Price!
Jay soaks in the adulation from the crowd who begin chanting his name. He bows, all smiles as his chest is still oozing blood. Little nicks on his face and chest from the glass aren't as bad. After a long moment, Price heads outside to peel Corey Black off the floor but there's no Corey Black to be seen.
Nate Nytro: Uhhh where'd he go?
Jayson is caught off guard, looking around the entry way. A couple of fans point at their feet, getting Jay's attention. He goes over and looks over the guard rail to the floor where they're pointing but he doesn't see anything.
Nate Nytro: Jay's lost visual.
Suddenly one of the fans bring down a fucking mighty chairshot across Jay's spine! The shot rings out like a gun, shocking everyone but especially Price. The fan is wearing a Ghostface mask and a black hoodie but they're wearing the same pants and shoes Corey Black wore.
Nate Nytro: Ah, found him.
Corey leaps over the rail and begins just fucking unloading a barrage of punches to Price as they lay on the floor of the entry, one after another after another. Corey rips the mask and hoodie off before roaring into the crowd, they roar back in appreciation of the legend. He kicks Jay up off the ground and hits a massive elbow shot that sends Price staggering through the curtains to the backstage area. Some fans flood through to watch.
Nate Nytro: Uhhh this isn't safe anymore.
The two men trade blows as they travel deeper backstage, passing some wrestlers that competed on the card before. They make a weird turn when Jay tries to shoulder charge Corey but Corey moves, sending Jay through a door that leads to some steps. They battle up said stairs and around another corner, Jay finally spearing Corey through a door that leads back into the arena.
Nate Nytro: Oh there they are. Oh, fuck, here they are!
Cameras pick back up from inside the arena pointed toward hard cam but up - they're in the fucking Crow's Nest. A massive "please don't die!" chant comes from the crowd as the two men trade shots around Nate's position overlooking the action. Jay tries a superkick but Corey ducks, hoisting Jay up onto his shoulders in an electric chair!
Nate Nytro: COREY NO HE'LL DIE THAT'S GOT TO BE 15 FEET
Corey stumbles forward and right before he can jump, Jay slides off his back and hits a clubbing blow to the head. Jay goozles Black, he's gonna chokeslam him!
Nate Nytro: JAY NO COME ON
Jay picks Corey up but Black fights it off, landing behind Jay and opting to hit a charging dropkick to the chest sending Jay Price off the crow's next!
Nate Nytro: OH GOD NO
It's almost slow motion. Corey lands hard and sits up, watching Jay Price fly through the air. They meet eyes. Jay throws up two birds as he plummets to the Earth. He braces for impact but as he hits it isn't as hard as he thought it would be. No, it almost feels like a dozen angels guided him to safety. In reality..
Nate Nytro: THEY CAUGHT HIM! THE CROWD CAUGHT PRICE. This isn't the first time a crowd surf has happened at XIII but it's the first in over a decade it seems like!
Yes, like a metal show at Union Transfer, the crowd is crowd surfing Jay Price who still holds two middle fingers up at Corey Black. It's an unreal sight at XIII, at the 2300 Arena. And it gets even crazier when COREY BLACK JUMPS OFF THE CROW'S NEST AND DOUBLE STOMPS THE HEART OF JAY PRICE, MAKING THE CROWD DROP HIM AND DRIVE HIM TO THE COLD HARD CONCRETE BELOW AT A DANGEROUS ANGLE.
Nate Nytro: WHAT
A couple people are sent flying as Jay is driven to the ground, Corey lands on him and rolls off into more people. Price landed high on his shoulders, he's slumped over to his side now. The crowd is a mixture of awe and insanity, some losing their minds, others fearing for not only the wrestler's safety but their own as well.
Nate Nytro: Dude we gotta get security down there, this could get wild.
Indeed, as if summoned, a horde of masked security men swarm the area, making a bubble for Corey and Jay to be in, free from crowd intervention. Jay is stirring, somehow not knocked totally unconscious. Corey grabs him by the hair and drags the near lifeless corpse toward the ring, dumping him over the barricade from the crowd side, Doom Squad security making sure nobody follows. Corey, though, walks over to the bleachers and uncovers a tall metal cabinet.
Nate Nytro: Oh we saw this in the runup to this show!
There's a dolly sitting next to the cabinet, Corey slide it in and wheels the big object toward the ring, moving the rail when he gets there to get it ringside. With a little help from Doom Squad, Corey is able to get the cabinet laid down on the apron and guard rail, making a platform. He opens the doors to the delight of those in attendance. Price is resting on the apron itself, taking all the time he can to recover, which is good because Corey has grabbed a machete! He overhead swings toward Price who rolls out of the way!
Nate Nytro: Look out!
Jay is in flight mode, ducking around and under the cabinet, locking eyes with Corey Black on the other side. Corey goes to swipe over but Jay pulls open a door and all Corey gets is metal. The clink sound echoes throughout the arena.
Nate Nytro: Corey's really looking to make this a funeral.
Jay hits a big European uppercut sending Corey back to the floor, giving Jay a second to reach inside the cabinet and he pulls out a SYRINGE.
Nate Nytro: OH GOD IS THAT FULL OF BLEACH?!
The contents are unknown, if there even are any, but Jay noticed something curious. Corey has hopped up onto the apron and hit Price with a big punt kick to the face, knocking him loopy again, giving Corey time to drag Price up to the apron with him and point to the cabinet. A good camera shot reveals there's no other weapons or shit inside.
Nate Nytro: IT'S.. FULL OF SYRINGES?!
Yellow and clear plastic syringes with needle tips on them literally fill this metal cabinet to the brim.
Nate Nytro: Fuck it was a trap!
Corey has Jay up on his shoulders but Price again fights out of it, lands on the apron, kicks Corey Black right in the dick and JABS THE SYRINGE HE HAS IN HIS HAND INTO THE CHEEK OF COREY BLACK! Corey yells out in pain and as he does you can see the fucking needle in his mouth! Jay boots Corey in the gut, the crowd rises!
Nate Nytro: NOOOO
JAYSON PRICE POWERBOMBS COREY BLACK OFF THE APRON INTO THE CABINET FULL OF SYRINGES THAT IS BRIDGING THE APRON AND GUARD RAILING. EVERYONE FUCKING CRINGES.
Nate Nytro: ARE YOU SHITTING ME
Corey hits with a thud and a terrifying scream, as needles are forced into his back and arms. Price looks down at the carnage and has an idea. He drops to the floor and grabs a table from under the ring. He lays it on TOP OF COREY BLACK ON TOP OF THE CABINET. The crowd loses it.
Nate Nytro: God
Jay goes up to the top rope, leaps as high as he can and HITS A SHOULDER DROP ONTO THE TABLE PUTTING ALL HIS WEIGHT THROUGH IT AND COREY BLACK! THE CABINET BUCKLES, SENDING SYRINGES, WOOD SHARDS AND BODIES EVERYWHERE.
Nate Nytro: That was the sickest shit I have ever seen.
Price picks some needles from his body and somehow, someway gets Corey Black out of the rubble and into the ring. Price slides in, reaching out for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
NO somehow Corey Black kicks out and the crowd both loves and hates it.
Nate Nytro: That's some grit, man, I don't know where he gets it.
Price is furious and he's going for the killshot. He hooks Corey around the head, spins him, spins himself and drills another rolling elbow to the back of the head. Corey stumbles forward and hits the ropes, then comes backward into a PRICE CHECK superkick to the back of the head! Corey drops to his knees, Price bends down and PEELS COREY UP AND OVER, HITTING A FUCKING BURNING HAMMER.
Nate Nytro: JESUS CHRIST DUDE.
Corey is sheer dropped and his momentum sends him into a sitting position on the mat where Jay Price stands and bends down, again lifting Corey up, this time in a suplex but Price spins it and sits out with a Steiner Screwdriver!
Nate Nytro: This is getting kinda hard to watch, as if it wasn't before..
Price and Black land with a thud in the ring, Price leans forward while sitting and has a cover!
ONE!
COREY BLACK KICKS OUT.
Nate Nytro: No fucking way.
Literally everyone is fucking stunned. Price, though, fights through and stands up, grabbing Corey Black who is trying to Hulk up, suplex position - FORWARD THROW RIGHT ONTO HIS FUCKING HEAD.
Nate Nytro: PRICEBUSTER DEAR GOD
Jay ain't fuckin' around, he peels the carcass of Corey Black off the mat AND DOES THAT SHIT AGAIN WITH EVEN LESS OF A CARE.
Nate Nytro: Okay he's dead holy shit.
The crowd's stomachs must be churning, they are looking off but Price covers and they cheer anyway!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
...
the ref is standing up, Jay throws his hands in the air, but the ref is waving it off.
Nate Nytro: What's this?
The ref walks over and kicks the bottom rope which has Corey Black's left foot on it. The air is sucked out of the building. But Jay Price, the veteran, isn't going to let that happen. He looks into the eyes of someone in the front row. Then the person next to them, tracing around the ring, he motions over his head.
Nate Nytro: You can't be serious.
A chair flies from the crowd into the ring. Then another. And then three, four, six, twelve, TWENTY AT A TIME THE CHAIRS ARE RAINING DOWN UPON JAY PRICE AND COREY BLACK LIKE THE FUCKING PLAGUE. Totally saturating the ring, Corey has to crawl out from under them to the apron to be free, Jay stands up and stomps around, clanging and banging. He goes over to Corey who hits a quick step up boot to the side of the head, Jay slips on the chairs backing away. Corey springboards, catches the head, SPRINGBOARD FLIP PILEDRIVER!
Nate Nytro: OH GOD
Jay nearly slides out to the floor but the middle rope catches him, Corey carefully navigates over and HITS A FUCKING FISHERMAN BUSTER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING ON THE CHAIRS! A COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
PRICE KICKS OUT!
Nate Nytro: The move that put Sabu in the hospital!
Price fights to his feet and slings a chair at Black. It hits, but Corey picks one up and just domes Jay who NO SELLS THE SHIT OUT OF IT AND DOMES BLACK WITH ONE OF HIS OWN.
Nate Nytro: Ah come on guys.
COREY BLACK NO SELLS THE SHIT OUT OF THAT ONE AND WINDS UP, UNLOADING A HELLACIOUS LARIAT TURNING PRICE INSIDE OUT! Corey drops to his knees and rolls to the floor, pulling Price out with him on more stable ground. But from behind, a Doom Squad member hits an axehandle to Black's back?
Nate Nytro: Hey what the hell?
They remove the mask and it's... it's...
Nate Nytro: Cameraman Bob?!
Another hits Black, this time with a stiff punch. The mask comes off.
Nate Nytro: RICK MAD?!
Cameraman Bob uses, well, a camera to clobber Corey over the head, spinning him to Rick Mad who picks Corey up and hits a Falcon Arrow on the floor! The crowd is half happy, half confused. Price stands up and is confused too, he grabs the shirts of the men and yells in their face, asking what they're fuckin' doing.
Nate Nytro: Yeah Jay, yeah!
Bob and Mad nod, when a third Doom Squad member hits an elbow drop on Black. Bob and Mad kneel down and pull SCREWDRIVERS FROM THEIR BOOTS, JAY PRICE SMILES AND NODS, THEN POINTS TO COREY! As the third man unmasks as ... Buff Mustache!
Nate Nytro: Man I'm gonna be fuckin' sick.
Buff and Price hold Black down as Mad and Bob both, at the same time, dig their screwdrivers into the head of Corey Black. It's a brutal sight, they're peeling flesh from his head.
Nate Nytro: C'mon Price, what the hell dude?
Jay looks under the ring and has a crown of barbed wire which he forcefully places upon the head of Corey Black, mocking him and saying he's not deathmatch king for shit. Mad and Bob use the handles of the screwdrivers to hammer the wire into Corey's head as blood trickles down his face.
Then, the lights go out. More blue lights swirl at the entryway as the crowd becomes restless, Mad, Bob and Mustache all turn to the lights and something begins playing.
Nate Nytro: That tune.. it's so.. MYSTERIOUS?!
THE MYSTERIOUS PANTHEON THEME SONG IS PLAYING, OUT FROM THE BACK WALK JEFF PURSE AND JONNY FLY. The crowd goes fucking nuts.
Nate Nytro: IT'S HAPPENING HERE AT XIII
Mad and Bob run over just to get superkicked and clotheslined for their troubles. Mustache takes off and he gets double superkicked!
Nate Nytro: Pantheon has dispatched Price's horde!
And here it is. Jeff Purse, Jonny Fly, face to face with Jayson Price. Bleeding from his chest and head, Price jaws with his former stablemates. Flashbulbs are going wild, but they're just cell phones. 2023. Just then someone jumps Purse and Fly. They got the surprise from behind.
Nate Nytro: Oh no way.
ANDRE HOLMES?! Price joins in, Mushroom Mandingo fighting off Pantheon! Mad joins in! Bob joins! It's bedlam! Andre and Jay are the only two left in the arena as everyone else fights to the back, Jay points down at Corey and Andre puts his hands up.
Nate Nytro: Aw come on Jay, you know Andre and Corey are tight.
Jay is like whatever man and fist bumps Andre, before heading down and grabbing Corey Black who breaks free of Jay's grasp and hits an uppercut elbow! Jay staggers back, Corey RUNS THROUGH JAY PRICE'S FACE WITH A SWINGING BACK ELBOW!
Nate Nytro: LORDY
Jay is toast man, he's breathing heavy on the cold concrete and Corey Black is kneeling over him. Corey grabs Price and tries to roll him into the ring into the chair mess and manages to, then slides in and readies himself. With Jay on his knees COREY RUNS AND DOES ANOTHER BACK SWINGING ELBOW!
Nate Nytro: It's over man.
They crowd has began cheering, this war between these men has been insane. Jay falls back but Corey has caught his head. Corey repositions Jay on his knees and upright, putting a middle finger right into Price's face before stepping back and CAVING IN PRICE'S FUCKING SKULL WITH ANOTHER SWINGING ELBOW TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD. Price crumples.
Nate Nytro: Pin 'em, dude.
Corey does.
one.
two.
Jay Price kicks out at two by rolling the shoulder to absolutely thunderous cheers.
Nate Nytro: No, man, that was dumb as hell.
Corey is frustrated, beaten, bloody and a pincushion. He reaches into his knee pad and reveals handcuffs to the groan of the crowd. He shrugs, rolling Price over and easily cuffing him.
Nate Nytro. Alright now we're going too far.
Corey pulls Jay to his knees once again, screaming in his face to stay down. Corey puts a couple of chairs up in front of Jay, steps back and uncorks another devastating swinging elbow just annihilating Jay Price.
Nate Nytro: If this isn't it someone needs to get down here and call it.
Corey kneels down in the twisted steel mess and pins, the crowd is silent.
one.
two.
again, Jay Price rolls the shoulder and the crowd comes unglued. Corey is frantic, he forcefully pulls Price up by the hair and just pushes him into the corner chest first.
Nate Nytro: Now.. no come on.
Corey puts Price in a sitting position on the top rope and climbs up to the middle. Price's hands ar cuffed behind him so Corey puts his head through Price's arm pit and hooks both arms under his. The crowd comes alive.
Nate Nytro: YOU CAN'T GIVE HIM A VERTEBREAKER OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE INTO A RING FULL OF CHAIR WITH HIS HANDS CUFFED COREY COME ON!
Nate's voice reaches the ring and Corey hears him but he ignores it. In a fateful moment Corey hoists Jay Price up and dumps him backward on his head with the move, folding Jay up in the mess of steel. People in the crowd cringe at the impact.
Nate Nytro: Just stay down.
Corey is able to get himself free and roll Jayson over, pinning the man.
One.
Two.
......
He kicks out again. Hardly getting the shoulder up but Price kicked out again.
Nate Nytro: I don't even know what to say at this point.
Jay Price is screaming now, just yelling FUCK YOU over and over and over. The crowd is rabid. Corey stands up, leaps and just stomps on the head of Jay Price. FUCK YOU FUCK YOU still coming from him. Corey does it again. Sickening thud, right on the base of the skull.
FUCK YOU COREY
Corey grabs Price, pulls him up again and bicycle knees him in the mouth.
FAHK YOO COEY
On his knees, Price is defiant, but Corey drills him again with a brutal knee.
F.. fahk YOOOOO COREEEEEEY
Black hits the ropes and navigates the chairs to bicycle knee Price directly in the face again, Price's eye has begun to swell, his nose is bleeding, there's a cut above his other eye and he's stopped yelling.
For a moment.
FUUUUUUUCK YOOOOOOU COREYYYYYYYY BLAAAAAACK
That's it, Corey picks Price up across his shoulders and holds him there for just a second as the crowd goes bonkers.
I'LL SEE YOU IN HELL, FUCK YOU COREY BLAAAAAAAAAA
and Corey dumps Price over into the pile of chairs with his hands cuffed in a Burning Hammer. Price has stopped yelling. He's stopped everything. He's nothing more than a limp corpse.
Corey Black covers.
One.
Two.
Three.
DING DING DING
Nate Nytro: Get some fucking help.
A flood of masked Doom Squad members come out and push chairs to the floor, clearing the ring as Corey sits in the corner, watching his former friend struggle for air. One of the men ask Corey for the keys to the cuffs, he points to the Freddy hat on the floor..
Nate Nytro: Unreal.
There, in the wrap around the hat, is a key. One of the Doomers give the key to another, they unlock Jay as a stretcher and backboard come in. James A Janisse comes down and leans in the corner with Corey, as does Taylor Swift who has come over. They watch as Jay Price is loaded and wheeled toward the backstage area.
Nate Nytro: What a way to go.. oh no fucking way.
Just before they get through the curtain, Jay Price raises his hand and flips off the ring. The copyright info displays and the final shot is a defiant finger in the air.
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Thank you, Jay.
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