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Post by CEO Harvey McCutchins on Feb 9, 2011 22:56:38 GMT -5
[glow=white,5,500]It's true, we're all a little insane. But it's so clear, Now that I'm unchained.
Fear is only in our minds, Taking over all the time. Fear is only in our minds but it's taking over all the time.
You poor sweet innocent thing. Dry your eyes and testify. You know you live to break me. Don't deny. Sweet sacrifice.[/glow]
We see the three person announce team at their announce table. Clint Pryce is in the center, Lindsay Sparrow is to his right, and Colin “Bones” McGraw is to his left.
Sparrow: Helllllllllo TV land!
Pryce: That’s right folks! I am Clint Pryce, alongside Lindsay Sparrow and “Bones” McGraw! And this is Wednesday Night Voltage…live from Seattle!
Bones: Tell them the news Pryce!
Pryce: Ladies and gentlemen, as a result of Galen Ronan’s attack we are unsure when we will see Sean Hunter again. As of right now, Mr. McCutchins says that Hunter is still in RoR and is still the number one contender so hopefully we see him again soon.
Nonpoint’s “Mindtrip” blasts over the PA system, signaling the start of the first match of the night. [glow=white,5,500] You're about to take a mindtrip So get your ticket stamped Pack your thoughts on up And set yourself To rant and rave I'll pave the way[/glow]
Boos explode from the crowd as the ever so brash Logan Blyze walks his way out onto the ramp. He walks down the ramp, purposely avoiding the outstretched hands of the fans in the front row. He’s wearing a t-shirt that says, “It’s Nothing Personal”.
Bones: Nice shirt! Great addition to the Blyzendise!
Sparrow: Worst…made up…word…ever!
Logan sends a smug smile in the crowd’s direction before climbing into the ring.
Winstone: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania...LOOOOGAAAAN BLYYYYYYYZE!!!
Logan looks towards the entrance way as “Glenn’s Theme” by Yatsunori Mitsuda begins blasting through the Penitentiary. The crowd cheers as Gideon Goldmane walks out onto the stage, a look of intensity on his face.
Winstone: And his opponent, from the Plane of Zendikar...GGGGGGGGGGGGGGIDEON GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLDMANE!!!
Pryce: Well Gideon had a good showing last week. He and Logan probably would’ve won if Logan been at little interested in the m…
Sparrow: Here we go!
Gideon charges down the ramp and slides into the ring. He immediately backs Logan into a corner and hits him with multiple hard shots. The ref frantically calls for the bell, not expecting Gideon’s sudden offense.
Bones: Hey! That’s not fair!
Gideon keeps up the hard shots, going back and forth between shots to the face and shots to the body. He then follows up with three forearm smashes to Logan’s face, which he follows up with a spinning back elbow. Logan is totally stunned in the corner as Gideon backs up. He charges and connects with a leaping splash. Logan falls to the mat and Gideon goes into a cover.
Sparrow: 1!...
Bones: Logan is able to kick out! This Gideon is such and idiot, there’s no way he was going to get the three.
Pryce: After offense like that, I don’t blame him for trying to put this one away early.
Gideon gets to his feet and Logan is up to one knee. He sends hard shots to Gideon’s midsection and battles to a standing position. A brawl immediately ensues. The competitors exchange blows in the center of the ring, causing a fun reaction from the crowd for each blow.
Gideon gets the upper hand on the situation. He connects with multiple blows to Logan’s face. Finally, Logan is able to dodge a blow by dropping to the mat. He catches Gideon off guard with a drop toe hold. Logan then transitions into a Boston crab. Gideon is able to get to the ropes fairly quickly, but Logan pulls him back to the center of the ring.
Pryce: Do your damn job ref! Gideon clearly had the ropes!
Bones: But not anymore Pryce! The White Knight is going down!
Gideon slowly claws his way back to the ropes. He grabs the bottom rope with both hands, but Logan refuses to release. The ref begins to count.
1... 2…
Logan furiously tries to pull Gideon away from the ropes, but to no avail.
3… 4…
Logan is finally forced to break the hold. Gideon is clearly suffering some minor affects from the Boston crab. He slowly gets to his feet as Logan climbs to the top rope. He leaps off and connects with a crossbody, which turns into a pinning combination.
Bones: 1!...Tw…what?!
Gideon was able to roll through the crossbody just after the ref’s one count. He gets to his feet as Logan struggles to loosen the White Knight’s grip. Gideon just backs into a corner and then runs towards the center of the ring. He then uses his momentum to leap into the air, twist 360º in mid-air, and plant Logan with a very unique looking powerslam!
Pryce: The athleticism! The power!
Sparrow: The cover! 1!...2!...Thr…
Bones: Yes! Logan gets his shoulder up before the three!
Both competitors get to their feet, Gideon slightly faster than Logan. The two immediately engage into a collar and elbow tie up. Gideon gets Logan into a side headlock and then takes him down to the mat. Gideon keeps squeezing tighter and tighter, but Logan gets back to his feet and shoves Gideon towards the ropes. On the recoil Gideon levels Logan with a running big boot. Gideon looks down at the man that viciously attacked him last week as the crowd begins showing their appreciation.
Gideon bounces off the ropes and drops a leg across Logan’s throat. He tries to go for a cover but Logan rolls out of the ring. Logan is kneeling on the outside, trying to catch his breath. The ref does his best to keep Gideon at bay as he begins his 10 count.
1… 2… 3… 4… 5…
Logan gets back to his feet, causing Gideon to get closer to the ropes. Gideon makes the mistake of getting too close, allowing Logan to grab his ankles and pull him out of the ring as well. Logan slams Gideon back first into the ring apron. He repeats this process two more times before rolling Gideon back into the ring.
Bones: This is Logan’s chance! Get’em Blyze!
Logan F’N Blyze climbs back into the ring and motions for Gideon to get to his feet. Once RoR’s resident White Knight is back to a vertical base, Logan hits him with a T-Bone suplex. He then goes for a cover.
Bones: 1!...2!...Th…No way!
Gideon powers out of the pin, much to Logan’s dismay. He immediately begins arguing with the ref. Logan begins screaming at the ref, blaming a slow count.
Sparrow: Blyze complaining that the count was slow. I thought it was just fine.
Pryce: It was fi…look at Gideon! Look at Gideon!
While Logan was still arguing with the ref Gideon had gotten back to his feet. Now he very discreetly climbs to the top rope. Logan eventually gives up on his argument with the ref and turns around. Unfortunately for him, it is right into a diving shoulder block that Gideon has named Brave the Elements. The crowd explodes as Gideon hops to his feet. Intensity burns in his eyes as Gideon pulls out an imaginary sword.
Sparrow: Could it be?
Logan gets to his feet and takes a kick to the stomach. Gideon then plants his foe with his finisher that he calls…
Sparrow: It is! Gideon hits the Swords of Plowshares!
Pryce: 1!
Bones: No!
Pryce: 2!
Bones: No!
Pryce: 3!
Bones: NO!
”Glenn’s Theme” again blasts through the Penitentiary as Gideon gets to his feet, smiling as he looks out at the crowd.
Winstone: Here is your winner...GGGGGGGGGGGGGGIDEON GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLDMANE!!!
Gideon leaves the ring and begins high fiving fans at ringside. He gets to the top of the ramp and poses for the crowd as cameras cut to the back.
The scene opens in a backstage hallway, one holding a man that would be familiar to those that have paid attention to Natalie's career. Fortunately for those that haven't, the white-haired gentleman (who is dressed in a khaki-colored suit) walks right up to a stagehand before he speaks, his voice a thick drawl.
Morgan: 'Scuse me, son, but which way ta' Harvey's office? 'm Morgan Reid, he's expectin' me fer some important buis'ness.
Stagehand: Oh, it's just down the hall and to the left.
Morgan smiles… but it doesn't quite reach his eyes.
Morgan: Thanks a million.
Stagehand: Not a problem, sir.
A shared nod of parting and Morgan goes on his way, the camera cutting to Voltage’s first commercial.
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Post by CEO Harvey McCutchins on Feb 9, 2011 23:00:08 GMT -5
Gideon sits in the locker room, unwrapping his hands after his hard fought victory. He looks over towards the doorway as "The Cult Classic" Rachel Cole enters with the RoR Championship over her shoulder. She walks up to him and takes the title off her shoulder for a moment.
Cole: That was quite the win tonight. But you still have a big challenge ahead of you tonight.
Gideon Goldmane looks up from his task, only to come face to face with the Champ.
Gideon: You could say that, yes. Though, I'm curious what you're doing here. Don't you have secret important champion things to be doing?
Rachel chuckles at this and then answers him.
Cole: Actually, funny you should mention that because that is exactly what I am doing right now. That is why I am talking to you.
Gideon: Talking to rookies is secret important champion things? Forgive me for saying so, but I always assumed it meant you got your own locker room and a really nice spread. Maybe with pigs in a blanket. But I'll bite, Rachel, what business do you have with the Knight Exemplar?
Cole: You forget that I am only a little less of a rookie than you are. And that is indeed the business I have with you. If I can become a champion and can enjoy those so called perks in a month’s time, then what is to say that it can only happen to me? The way I see it, people like me and you can build this company. Not just stand out as "Up and comers" but our whole generation of indy darlings and unsung heroes can not only be the main eventers but what makes RoR the premiere wrestling organization of this decade.
Gideon looks at her with a raised eyebrow.
Gideon: You have my interest.
Rachel nods as the scene cuts to Morrigan Winstone standing in the middle of the ring.
Winstone: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!
[glow=white,5,500]How come you're always such a fussy young man? Don't want no Captain Crunch, don't want no Raisin Bran. Well, don't you know that other kids are starving in Japan. So eat it, just eat it.[/glow]
Red and white lights flash to the beat of the music as Black Pollo V and Super Pollo strut out onto the stage with an RoR Tag Team Championship over their shoulder. The crowd gives them the usual “ovation”.
Winstone: Introducing first, from Tijuana, Mexico…the RoR Tag Team Champions…LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOS POLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOS EXCELENTES!!!
Bones: Oh…goody.
Pryce: Like them or not, here come the tag team champs.
Sparrow: Two of the three tag team champs.
Bones: Crap! I forgot these guys put the belts under Freecock rules! That’s…that’s…okay that’s actually pretty brilliant.
Once they get to the bottom of the ramp they make time for a photo opp with the Pollo guy, who just happened to be sitting in the front row again. They high five their buddy before climbing into the ring. All of the sudden “Walk With Me In Hell” begins playing. The lights in the arena go crazy; some stay totally on while others shut off, others flicker uncontrollably. Finally, out steps Kris Slade onto the stage.
[glow=white,5,500]We seek only reprieve And welcome the darkness The myth of a meaning, so lost and forgotten
Take hold of my hand For you are no longer alone Walk with me in hell[/glow]
Pryce: Well from everything I’ve heard this guy is goofier than a p…
Sparrow: No, no, no. Lawsuit prevention week, don’t want the boys out east getting their panties in a wad.
Bones: But for once, Pryce could be right. I heard this guy is actually boycotting the battle royal for the new FOX Network TV Championship later on. Does he realize the chance he’s passing up?!
Winstone: And their opponents…introducing first, from Tallahassee, Florida…KRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIS SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSLADE!!!
Slade shows no fear as he climbs into the ring with 2/3 of RoR’s best tag team. He stares at them as “Invincible” begins playing over the PA system.
[glow=white,5,500] Bow down I’m invincible tonight I’m alive Take a look into my eyes This time I’ma take you for a ride I’m invincible tonight[/glow]
Jack and Galatea are now standing on the stage. Jack points to two pyro devices on either side of him. The pyro devices go off and shoot money out into the crowd. Jack then points to the International Championship that is around his waist before he heads down the ramp, Galatea following close behind.
Winstone: And his partner,from Miami, Florida and being accompanied to the ring by Galatea…his is the RoR International Champion…JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK JOHNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNSON!!!
Jack climbs into the ring, hands the ref the International Championship. The ref hands the title to a stagehand and then calls for the bell. All four men immediately begin brawling; BP is assaulting Jack Johnson while Soup and Kris Slade are exchanging blows. The crowd loves it, but the ref is frantically trying to restore order. The brawling continues for a few moments before the ref is finally able to get Soup and Slade out of the ring, which means BP and Johnson start out the match for their teams. BP is already in control of Johnson with an abdominal stretch. BP begins sending hard shots into Johnson’s ribs, adding more punishment to the move. Just when it looks like Johnson is about to escape the hold, BP transitions it into a tiger suplex. This turns into a pinning combination.
Sparrow: 1!...Tw…
Bones: Yes! Johnson kicks out!
Pryce: It’s really not that surprising Bones.
Bones: Well, no it’s not. Johnson is the International Champion after all, but any time someone kicks out of pinning predicament from Los Pollos it’s good.
BP has kept his offense going with hard shots to Johnson, but Johnson is able to get things going his way with a sudden roundhouse kick. BP is stunned and this allows Johnson to hit a Back-2-Backbreaker, which is then followed by a Dream Street.
Pryce: Big combination of moves early on here!
Sparrow: Cover! Cover! 1!...2!...Cinco kicks out!
Bones: Cinco? What’re you guys buddies now?
Soup has gotten into the ring, but BP was able to kick out on his own. Johnson springs to his feet but is taken down by a clothesline from Soup. Soup then gets out of the ring, extends his hand, and takes the tag from BP. Soup gets back in the ring as Johnson gets to his feet. Soup charges the International Champion, ducks a clothesline attempt and turns it into a release German suplex. Johnson is stunned by the move, slowly getting to one knee and taking a soccer kick right to the back. This causes Johnson to roll out of the ring in an effort to regroup.
Bones: Good Jack, get away!
Pryce: Could you at least try to be objective in a Pollo match?
Bones: Hmmm let me think…no.
Galatea is checking on Johnson, who is slowly getting back to his feet. Both of them send a glare in Slade’s direction. Slade just shrugs it off as Johnson gets in the ring. Johnson and Soup proceed into a collar and elbow tie up, which quickly turns into a hammer lock by Soup. Soup then sends hard forearm strikes into the back of Johnson’s head. Johnson eventually pulls out of the hold and quickly tags in Slade, who gladly enters the ring. Soup looks like he’s ready for a fight with Slade, but Slade waves him off. He points to Slade and says, “I want him.” Soup makes the tag to BP, and BP enters the ring.
Sparrow: Well, two former Rainbow Pro guys looking to get reacquaint…
Bones: Wait , wait, wait…Rainbow what?
Sparrow: Rainbow Pro. It’s the fed where El Hijo, Cinco, and Slade were before they were signed to RoR.
Bones: You know what the rainbow is a symbol for don’t you?
Slade raises one arm, challenging BP to a test of strength. BP obliges, raising an arm and goes to lock fingers with Slade. Unfortunately for him, he left his midsection wide open and Slade sends a quick kick into the gut of a vulnerable BP. Slade capitalizes on the opportunity by hitting BP with a snap suplex. Slade quickly goes into a cover.
Bones: 1!...2!...
Sparrow: No! Cinco kicks out, but Slade goes right back into a cover!
Bones: 1!...
Pryce: B.P.V. again kicks out, but not a bad strategy by Slade. Wear down your opponent with multiple pin attempts.
BP is able to get to his feet, but Slade is quick with a poke to the eyes. He then sends stiff punches and kicks into BP’s body, which eventually leads to Slade connecting with a pumphandle release suplex. Slade gets to his feet and is very fired up, all the insanity showing in his eyes.
Pryce: This guy really is a few crayons shy of a full box.
Bones: Yeah but he is loaded with talent!
BP slowly gets to his feet, but has his back turned to Slade. Slade then hooks BP and hits a cross arm German suplex that he calls the Straight to Hell and Back! He bridges into a cover.
Bones: 1!...2!...
Pryce: Super breaks up the pin!
Soup begins stomping away at Slade. He gets a few good shots in before the ref steps in and forces him back to the outside. Both Slade and BP get to their feet, but Slade is the quicker of the two and he is able to tag in Johnson. Johnson charges into the ring and levels BP with a running knee lift to the gut. Johnson then drops multiple elbows on BP’s chest, driving the air out of his feathered foe. Johnson doesn’t stop there and begins stomping away at the appendages of BP. This causes Soup to try to sneak in behind Johnson, but he’s caught by the ref. The distraction allows Slade to re-enter the ring and help Johnson hit BP with a double suplex.
Bones: Yes! Finally! Finally these chicken’s tactics are working against them!
Soup leaves the ring, allowing the ref to turn around and see Slade. Slade is also forced out of the ring, but not before Soup is able to quickly come back in and hit a low blow on Johnson!
Sparrow: Oooo right in the juevos!
Soup’s interference allows BP to roll up Johnson with a school boy.
Sparrow: 1!...2!...Thr…
Bones: Yes! Thank god for Slade!
Slade came in to break up the pin. This brought Soup into the ring again and all four men begin brawling yet again. BP and Johnson exchange blows while Soup sends Slade over the top rope with a hard clothesline. The ref is able to get Soup out of the ring, again, before Los Pollos have a chance to execute a double team. Johnson and BP are now in the ring, squaring off one on one.
Pryce: Well…looks like we’re back to square one.
BP and Johnson are jawing back and forth. Eventually BP slaps Johnson hard right across the face! This infuriates Johnson, who shoves BP back into the Los Pollos corner. He proceeds to send hard shoulder blocks into BP’s midsection, which causes him not to notice the tag from Soup.
Bones: Look out Jack! Jack!
Soup gets in the ring and punches Johnson hard in the back of his head. Johnson, clearly in pain after the shot, turns around. Soup kicks the International Champ in the gut and plants him with a Pick Up and Deliver!
Sparrow: Pick Up and Deliver! Uh oh Bones, Super’s not done yet!
Bones: Slade hel…damn it! That damn Black Pollo took out Slade!
Sparrow: Mexican Double Melt! No where for Johnson to go!
Pryce: He taps! Johnson taps!
Winstone: Here are your winners…the RoR Tag Team Champions…LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOS POLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOS EXCELENTES!!!
“Eat It” blasts over the PA system as the ref hands the Tag Team Championships to Los Pollos. Los Pollos leave the ring and begin heading up the ramp as Destiny Michaels runs by them. She slides in the ring and begins checking on Jack, running her fingers through his hair. Galatea is watching this from the outside and does not look pleased. Both Soup and BP raise their hands in victory at the top of the ramp as cameras cut to the back.
The scene opens in the office of Harvey McCutchins. As is to be expected, he is present and looking very professional as usual…but so is Morgan Reid, and neither man looks particularly happy. If anything, they both look somber as they regard one another, the friend of the Burrows family sitting on a corner of his desk while Harvey sits behind it in his chair. Ultimately, Harvey is the one to speak.
Harvey: I know you're not happy about this, Morgan - and neither am I. But the circumstances are…
Morgan nods reluctantly as the other man trails off, his expression darkening even further.
Morgan: Yeah, I know. I wouldn't want someone t'hol' back somethin' like this from me… but damn it all, that don' mean that I like havin' to be the bearer of bad news.
Harvey: You're the closest thing to a father that she's got, from what I've heard. She'll probably take it a lot better coming from you than me--
Natalie: You wanted to see me, Mister McCutchins?
The respectful Southern Belle's demeanor as she peeks in the office garners a bit of a smile from both men, although it ultimately does little to lighten the mood of the room. Natalie's own smile dims only a little when she sees who is with her friend and mentor.
Natalie: Oh bless, I didn't interrupt anything, did I? I'm sorry, Mister McCutch--
Harvey: No, you're just fine. Please, come in.
Nodding, the blond walks into the office proper, her expression vaguely confused. There's a fatherly sort of concern on Morgan's face as he stands, coming around his desk to rest a hand on Natalie's shoulder.
Morgan: Kiddo, there's somethin' that… somethin' that you shoul' know.
A bit of a frown tugs at Natalie's face when she hears the sorrowful tone of Morgan's voice. Harvey stands quietly as the Southern Belle responds.
Natalie: Are you alright, Mister Morgan?
Before he can answer her, RoR's owner has closed the door in the cameraman's face, having decided that privacy was tantamount for whatever is about to go on. The camera cuts to Galen Ronan sitting in his locker room in the back lacing up his boots. Rachel Cole enters the locker room with her title over her shoulder. Galen doesn't look back.
Ronan: It is very ballsy of you to come in here alone, knowing what I can do and what you have.
Rachel just shrugs.
Cole: Then I'm ballsy.
Galen still doesn't turn towards her as she gets closer to him.
Cole: You know the two of us aren't very different.
Ronan: We are more different than you can possibly imagine.
Cole chuckles a little bit.
Cole: I saw what you did to Hunter last week. That was impressive. But what was the point? What did you accomplish?
Ronan: To get what I want.
Cole: But you don't need to take hostile means to get what you want. I am looking for people like us. Who have came from nothing, but accomplish great things here.
Ronan: Not interested.
Cole: But instead of having to struggle on our own we can help all of those like us. We can make this company a strong thriving place for young up and comers like me and you.
Galen turns around faces Cole with a menacing glare. Cole immediately stands up to him.
Cole: ... or we could fight right here and now. I'm always up for that.
Ronan: If I am going to make an example of you, it is going to be in the middle of the ring where everyone can see what a joke of a champion you are. And as far as this company is concerned, it is cess pool and I'd just as soon see it fail completely rather than thrive with "young talent."
Cool and calm, Cole nods and walks away.
Cole: Have it your way. But don't think "making an example of me" will be THAT easy. Others have tried and failed.
Cole walks back towards the door and Galen looks at her as she leaves.
Ronan: We'll see.
Voltage heads to commercials.
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Post by CEO Harvey McCutchins on Feb 9, 2011 23:03:28 GMT -5
The scene cuts into the locker room of Kris Slade. Slade sits in it, wiping his face off with a towel and looking incredibly frustrated by his loss. Galen Ronan walks in and gives a small look around to the mostly empty place, then gives a nod over to Slade.
Ronan: 'sup?
Kris: What do you want?
Galen gives a small smirk and reaches a hand up to wipe his mouth, chuckling under his breath and shaking his head.
Ronan: Got a business proposition for ya. Nice opportunity to get noticed, kid.
Kris tilts his head and Galen laughs once more, causing Kris to frown a bit.
Kris: I'm interested, but what's so funny?
Ronan: Nothin', nothin'.
Galen turns to the camera and gives it a firm thwunk on the bottom, then lifting it out of the cameraman's hands and turning it about to face away from the group.
Ronan: Piss off, camera-kid. The adults are talking.
Cameras cut back to ringside and the electric crowd is awaiting the next match. The don’t have to wait long because “Bet I Bust” begins blasting over the PA system.
[glow=white,5,500] Put me on anything still I bet I bust Put me anywhere on the map I bet I bust This is what I does so, please don’t gas me up Matter of fact, gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud I bet I bust I bet I bust (I, I) I bet I bust I bet I, I bet I,(bust) I bet I bust I bet I bust (I, I) Matter of fact, gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud I bet I bust [/glow]
The crowd cheers as Rob Williams runs out onto the stage.
Pryce: Well here’s a young man that had an incredible debut against Jack Johnson last week.
Bones: Big deal. Winstone: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from FayetteNam, North Carolina…RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROB WILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLIAMS!!!
Williams climbs into the ring as “Miseria Cantare” by AFI hits the PA system. Red and yellow lights begin flashing around the arena as Alexander McIntyre walks out onto the stage. He stretches an arm out towards the entrance way and the monster known as Mikola walks out.
[glow=white,5,500] Love your hate, your faith lost You are now one of us Love your hate, your faith lost You are now one of us[/color][/glow]
Winstone: And her opponent, from Moscow, Russia…being accompanied by Alexander McIntyre…“The Russian Hammer" MIIIIIIIIIIIIKOLA!!!
Williams looks pretty impressed by Mikola’s size as he walks down the ramp. This is going to be a great fight.
Mikola climbs in the ring and the two square off, staring holes into each other as they circle.
Bones: David versus Goliath in that ring.
Sparrow: Compared to Mikola, Williams is a midget...
Pryce: I wouldn't count him out just yet, Williams has the Southern attitude, and that means never giving up.
Williams and Mikola quickly charge forward, locking up and attempting to win eachother over in a test of strength. Rather predictably, Mikola overcomes Williams and lifts him up - slamming him down into a bodyslam, the crowd jeering a bit at that. Mikola takes the start-off advantage and begins to stomp Williams into the mat, but after a few stomps, Williams rolls back and straightens, aiming to knock the giant down with a flurry of punches.
Pryce: And bam! Just like that, he's up again.
One might be mistaken to think that Williams is beating down Mikola with the punches - but Mikola simply rolls with them, taking them in stride as he proceeds to step into Williams, delivering a swift chop to his chest which prompts him to fall back, the much larger man's offense causing Williams to double back.
Bones: Yeah, no.
Williams will not stay down, however, and as Mikola steps forward to take the opportunity to move him down, Mikola charges forward and gives a firm elbow into the stomach of Mikola. That move causes Mikola to finally stop in his tracks, clutching his stomach - Williams capitalizing and delivering a firm, jumping roundhouse kick to the giant's face. This causes him to stumble and fall onto his side, Williams standing up and throwing his arms up, playing to the crowd.
Sparrow: The underdog's coming up now!
Pryce: Don't count out Mikola, though. Still fairly early in this match and usually the big guys can have a fair bit of stamina.
Bones: Speak of the devil...
At that time, Mikola capitalizes on Williams playing as he stands - picking him up and dropping him onto his knee in a backbreaker. Mikola gives a small smile and proceeds to lift up the smaller Williams fairly easily, tossing him to the outside. The ref begins to count as Mikola leaves the ring, attempting to take out his prey now.
1...
Mikola drags Williams up by the hair, the dazed Williams grunting a bit in pain at that. He has no time to recover while he's slammed, face-first, into the apron - recoiling into the guardrail and clutching his face, the fans encouragingly patting his back as Mikola gives a low growl. Security attempts to move fans back from the guardrail.
2...
Rightfully so, because just in the nick of time for the fans to clear out, Mikola sends a boot into Williams' skull, sending him tumbling over the guardrail, landing on his stomach - continuing to clutch his face from the relentless assault on it. The fans attempt to encourage Williams to get up and continue fighting, but he seems fairly out of it.
3...
Williams rolls onto his back as Mikola climbs up onto the apron, watching the all but unconcious Williams.
Pryce: And for the moment, Mikola ceases his brutal assault on Williams' skull.
Bones: Not like Will can get any uglier.
Sparrow: You take that back!
4...
5...
Bones: What a disappointing match.
Sparrow: It's not over yet! Williams can still recover!
Bones: C'mon, the dude's out of it.
6...
Williams finally makes a move to get up, placing both of his hands on the ground beneath him.
7...
Williams kips up and glances about, quickly taking account his surroundings before hopping back into the ring area.
8...
Mikola attempts to kick Williams away from the ring, but Williams has none of it as he proceeds to catch his leg- dragging him back and out of the ring as he rolls in.
9...
Mikola quickly recovers, rolling into the ring just before the referee can finish his count and call for the bell - but Williams is a vengeful man now, all hyped up by the cheering of the crowd, and drags Mikola about on the canvas. Williams clutches Mikola by the arm and tugs him up, the now-dazed and confused Mikola simply looking about for a moment before getting flattened with a quick clothesline.
Sparrow: Told you he could recover!
Bones: Still probably gonna lose. Mikola's been dominating the match so far, what makes you think that Williams doesn't have any battle-scars to deal with now?
Williams plays to the crowd, but learning from his previous mistake, quickly faces Mikola and drags him up by the arm once more. Mikola makes as if to kick Williams, but Williams catches his leg and drops it with a quick dragon screw before dragging Mikola to his feet once more and whipping him into the corner.
Sparrow: Williams is finally getting the offense he deserves!
Bones: What are you, in love with the guy?
Pryce: Well, if it's between him and Mikola...
Williams continues his relentless offense, dashing forward and weakening Mikola's knees with several kicks, alternating between the kneecaps - the tired Mikola having no choice but to stumble down to his knees, arms still trapped on the ropes. Williams takes the moment to drag Mikola's legs out from under him, bringing him into a seating position. Williams goes to the opposite corner and prepares to dash forward.
Sparrow: This could be it! He's going for it...
Pryce: Williams NAILS the cannonball, slamming Mikola's head back into that turnbuckle!
Bones: That's gotta hurt.
Williams grins and begins to pull Mikola up into a standing position again - delivering a couple of swift kicks to his kneecaps once more before dragging him up into a sitting position on the top rope.
Bones: What's he got planned?
Sparrow: This should be interesting...
Bones: Williams and Sparrow, sitting in a tree...
Pryce: Do I need to make you two sit in separate corners?
Williams plays to the crowd, getting them to cheer, clap their hands - hyping himself and them up as he climbs to the second rope, the crowd cheering wildly as he draws back to feign a kick towards Mikola.
Sparrow: He's gonna Superman Punch him right out of the ring, that's gonna be a knock-out!
Bones: So a Super-Superman Punch.
Pryce: A... Super-Superman Punch?
Sparrow: A Super-Superman Punch.
Pryce: Here it com- NO!
Bones: Holy shit...
Mikola, however, is having none of this and catches the feign-kick - pulling himself up into a standing position as he holds both William's neck and leg.
Bones: Leg-Capture Chokeslam... something tells me that this is the end for Williams!
Sparrow: If Mikola does that from the top-rope, it's probably the end for the both of them!
Bones: ...And the ring.
Mikola does go for it, and lands it - but similar to Sparrow's remarks, they are both simply flattened out by the move, laying there half-unconcious. And the ref starts to make the count...
1...
2...
3...
4...
Sparrow: How's either of them gonna get up in time?
Pryce: They're barely even moving!
Bones: Go Mikola!
5…
6…
7…
Both men get up at the count of seven. Rob tries to catch an off guard Mikola in a Carolina Crossface, but Mikola powers out and pushes Rob away. Rob tries to go back on the attack but is hit with a Pain Before Pleasure! Mikola covers Rob and gets the three count!
Winstone: Here is your winner…MIIIIIIIIIIIIKOLA!!!
Mikola gets to his feet as Jack Johnson, who is looking a little worse for ware after his tag match, slides underneath the bottom rope and he begins stomping on Rob Williams. Mikola looks at him and begins to help him out.
Pryce: What the hell is Jack Johnson doing out here?
Sparrow: I'd imagine he is out for a little revenge for Williams knocking him out last week.
Pryce: Well... Mikola shouldn't be helping.
Johnson picks up Williams holds him still so Mikola can land in a few jabs to him. Before they can add any damage... there is a huge burst of cheering from the crowd as a female figure runs down the rampway.
Pryce: It is Rachel Cole!
Bones: What the hell is she doing here?
Sparrow: I'd guess saving Rob Williams.
She slides into the ring and ducks a clothesline attempt from Jack Johnson. She bounces off the ropes and knocks Mikola back with a dropkick. Johnson goes to attack Cole but he is turned around by a recovered Rob Williams and he hits him with ANOTHER SUPERMAN PUNCH that sends him to the ground. Meanwhile, Mikola charges but Rachel wisely slides ouf of the ring as does Rob Williams.
Bones: Why in the hell would she help some rookie kid?
Sparrow: They did share a bond last week.
Rachel and Rob back up the ramp staring at Mikola. They both then look at eachother and nod. She slaps him on the back and then heads up the rampway. Rob Williams follows her.
The cameras cut to the back and pans into a hallway as Sarah Twilight enters her locker room quickly, moving to close the door behind her - but is interupted by someone off frame moving to put their foot in the doorframe. Sarah opens the door and gives a glare to the person, then a look of confusion as he steps into the frame - recognizable from frame and hair from the back as Galen Ronan.
Twilight: What do you want?
Ronan: Just a proposition.
Sarah gives a bit of a repulsed look and Galen gives a slight sigh, shaking his head.
Ronan: Not that kind of proposition. A business proposition.
Sarah tilts her head to a side and cocks an eyebrow. Galen steps into the doorframe and leans on it, Sarah turning to face him as he gives a nod.
Ronan: Aren't you tired of being treated like dirt by this company, like you have no say in what's going on around you... tired of being just another name to fill out the card?
Galen gives a smirk as he says this, Sarah giving a small, absent nod.
Twilight: I'm interested.
Ronan: Good. Right this way, than.
Galen gives a nod towards the opposite direction and places an arm around Sarah's shoulder - receiving a firm elbow to the gut for his troubles on that - and the two of them walk off, Voltage cutting off to commercial break.
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Post by CEO Harvey McCutchins on Feb 10, 2011 0:39:23 GMT -5
The camera cuts to Natalie Burrows walking down a backstage hallway… and while the fans cheer her, one would almost need to look twice to make sure that it's her. Never before has the Southern Belle been seen without a cheerful bounce in her step, her head down and her expression blank as she makes her way along the hallway. Her arms are crossed over her chest, hugging herself as she rounds the corner--
Only to find herself face-to-face with the woman she is going to be facing for the RoR Championship.
Cole: Congrats on that win last week, kiddo. I got to say, I didn't think you had a snowball's chance in hell against Mikola and my good buddy Sarah, but you proved me wrong. But while I admire your spunk and your ability.... you will not be beating me for this title next week.
Natalie doesn't talk, she just lets Cole continue. She doesn't even give her future opponent a glance.
Cole: While I respect you and I am positive you will one day be champion, it won't be next week. Next week will be the night where you will get a taste and desire more. But as far as defeating me on my first title defense, it just isn't going to happen. But I do have a proposition for...
Natalie stops her with a glare, an expression most wouldn't think her capable of making.
Natalie: I don't have time for this… this shit, Rachel. Save your condescension for someone that can't beat you, because I can-- and I will. Now get the Hell out of my face before I make you move!
Natalie shoves her way past the other woman and walks off, leaving Rachel Cole holding her title, a little shocked that she got lip from Burrows.
The cameras return to Mikola making his ring entrance, as always he is being lead by Alexander Mcintyre He is the final entrant in the match as he joins the other members of the roster in the ring. The camera focuses on Tina-Marie Hawkins at the announcer's table with the Fox Network Television title in front of her.
Pryce: Welcome back and it is time for our main event.
Bones: With us now is, Tina Marie Hawkins who is here to spew her Network B.S on us.
Sparrow: I wouldn't say that.
Tina-Marie Hawkins: Actually, I would like to say something to everyone in the ring.
She stands up and grabs the microphone.
Tina Marie Hawkins: Before we begin, I have someone I want to address... Kris Slade
Slade looks at her and just smiles knowing exactly what he is going to do when the bell rings.
Tina-Marie Hawkins: Before this match, you threatened to walk on this battle royal. You sir are a degenerate and you WILL wrestle this match. The Fox Network does NOT tolerate boycotts. That is why you MUST wrestle this match... and these men and women are going to ensure that you wrestle this match. If Kris Slade is ejected from this match forcibly, then all of you will get very special bonus checks from the Fox Network. If he is somehow able to eliminated himself, you will not get any checks.
She sits back down as the other three announcers stare at her. She doesn't pick up the headset but just sits watching the match.
Sparrow: Tina Mare just up the stakes for all here.
Pryce: I'd hate to be Kris Slade right now!
Bones: I'd hate to be Kris Slade at any time.
Erick Labato signals for the bell to be rung and all of the men and women in the ring begin battling eachother. Destiny Michaels immediately attacks Matt Ward. Mikola starts working over Logan Blyze. Justin Partial goes after Gideon Goldmane but gets hit by "Right Down the Middle" by Robbie Ferrari, it sends him into the ropes. Gideon Goldmane and Rob Williams instead start beating on Kris Slade, making sure he doesn't leave the ring. The Scorpion hits a facebuster on Galatea. However, Sarah Twilight hops over the top rope and her feet hit the floor.
Sarah Twilight eliminated by herself
Pryce: What the heck was that.
Sparrow: Tina Marie spent so much energy and money keeping Kris Slade in the match but she didn't count on Twilight eliminating herself.
Bones: What is this all about.
Sarah Twilight passes by Hawkins and says "That one is for Harvey!" Meanwhile, Destiny Michaels has Mat Ward locked up in the ropes, she is about to eliminated him, but Logan Blyze slams her from behind, sending her into the ropes as well. She holds onto the ropes as Mikola charges knocking all three over the ropes. Destiny skins the cat but Ward and Blyze hit the ground HARD!
Pryce: And the much predicted Mikola tear begins. Two men eliminated but it looks like Destiny Michaels avoided it.
Sparrow: But what is Erick Labato all upset about?
Bones: Who knows?
Logan Blyze and Matt Ward eliminated by Mikola
Destiny Michaels heads back inside the ring and starts and trading lefts and rights with Gideon Goldmane. But suddenly, Erick Labato hits the aprong and tells her to get out. She argues with him but he says "Your boot hit the floor." He then signals for the guy at the teleprompter to play a replay. The replay shows that while Destiny Michaels did skin the cat, the very tip of her right boot, barely touches the ground. Destiny is very upset but leaves the ring.
Sparrow: Wow, Erick is GOOD!
Bones: He pays way too much attention to this crap.
Pryce: This is why Partial appointed him as a referee.
Destiny Michaels Eliminated by Mikola
Tina-Marie actually looks pleased with this refereeing Meanwhile Kris Slade tries to battle his way away from Rob Williams. He finds himself back to back with Galen Ronan. Galen looks at him and says "Leave if you need to leave, no sweat off my back." Robbie Ferrari starts battling back and forth with Galatea only to be thrown over the ropes by Mikola who charges at them. Galatea falls out... but Robbie Ferrari is caught by Gunner and Scott who have been on the outside. They place him on the apron and he gives them a thumbs up.
Bones: And this why you hire yourself your own security staff.
Sparrow: Robbie might be fortunate but Galatea is out of here.
Pryce: I think Johnson needs to work out the kinks.
Galatea Eliminated by Mikola.
Galen notices that Mikola has been eliminating everyone and slaps Robbie Ferrari on the back, then the Scorpion, then Gideon Goldmane. Before anyone knows it, all of the men in the match start slamming lefts and rights into Mikola. The only one not participating in this is Kris Slade and Justin Partial. Gideon Goldmane asks Justin Partial to help out and he says "I will not!" Mikola is hung up on the ropes and everyone tries shoving him off. Meanwhile, Kris Slade makes his way to the ropes to eliminated himself. Tina-Marie Hawkins scowls as he does so.
Sparrow: It looks like Mikola is going to make his escape forcibly and Kris Slade is going to make his escape by sheer will.
Pryce: No, look... Rob Williams catches it and tries to stop hiim... but
Bones: THAT IS THE STRAIGHTJACKET by Kris Slade.
Kris Slade hits him with the straight jacket and makes his way to the ropes again. Gideon Goldmane catches it this time and hits him with the Swords into Plowshares. Meanwhile, Mikola battles back and gets off the ropes. Robbie Ferrari directs his attention to Justin Partial. The Scorpion joins the fray on the other side of the ring and begins fighting off Gideon Goldmane. Rob Williams comes in and hits clothesline on The Scorpion hanging him up in the ropes. Rob Williams goes for the Superman punch but The Scorpion ducks it. The power behind the punch makes Williams topple over the top rope. Robbie Ferrari sees this and flips Rob Williams over the top rope.
Pryce: And Rob Williams is out of here.
Sparrow: Robbie Ferrari definitely took advantage of that situation right there.
Bones: He is quite an intellegent athlete.
Rob Williams Eliminated by Robbie Ferrari
Gideon Goldmane and The Scorpion work together for the moment and try to toss Kris Slade over the top but he holds on... apparently not wanting to be forced out of the match. Neither man notices Galen Ronan sneak up from behind with a russian legsweep to Gideon. He then follows up with a cross body to The Scorpion. Meanwhile, Robbie Ferrari has Justin Partial bent over the ropes. Ferrari begins choking him. Erick Labato jumps on the apron and yells at him for having an illegal hold. He attempts to give him one of his time out penalties Robbie stops choking Justin over the ropes and roundhouse kicks Erick off the apron.
Pryce: Erick was just trying to do his job... that was uncalled for.
Sparrow: Tina-Marie dow not look happy with that... she is calling in for another referee quickly.
Bones: Thank god... I hate Erick and Partial. Maybe we can actually have a fair match now.
Robbie turns around right in time to get hit with ARM THE MAGIC DRAGON. Robbie tries to fight out of the hold but it is no good because it is firmly locked in. Gunner and Scott rush into the ring and pull Partial off of Ferrari. They then stomp on him. They then start beating on everyone else. Robbie and his security staff take down Gideon and Slade. They then take out Scorpion and then Gideon. They celebrate... not noticing that Mikola is eyeing them. Mikola double clotheslines both Gunner and Scott over the top rope. Robbie Ferrari looks intimidated, but isn't paying attention to Justin Partial climbing the top turnbuckle. Before Mikola can do anything to him... Justin Partial flies off the turnbuckle and hits Ferrari with the IMPARTIAlITY that sends Ferrari out of the ring.There is a huge pop for this.
Pryce: That was amazing and...
Sparrow: Can I say it?
Pryce: FERRARI ...IS... OUT OF... HERE!
Sparrow: You beat me to it.
Robbie Ferrari Eliminated by Justin Partial
Justin Partial then begins to attempt to eliminate Mikola with a Canadian armdrag but it is reversed and Mikola hits him with From Russia With Love! Kris Slade inches closer to the ropes, but Mcintyre urges Mikola to go after him. Mikola grabs him, but Galen attacks Mikola from behind. Sandwhiching Slade between Mikola and the ropes. Gideon Goldmane then collides with Galen and Mikola making Kris Slade flop over the ropes... but he lands on his feet on the apron. He realizes what happened and smiles at Tina Marie. He hops off the apron and flips off Hawkins. She starts yelling at him as he walks away with a huge smile on his face.
Bones: Good... I'm glad that Slade isn't letting himself get pushed around by Network execs no matter how hot they are.
Pryce: What a bastard. No one gets a bonus now.
Sparrow: I hope Slade is happy with himself.
Bones: I'm sure he won't lose any sleep.
Kris Slade Eliminated by himself
Galen and Mikola come to... The Scorpion is next to them. They stare across the way at Justin Partial and Gideon Goldmane. The Knight Exemplar turns around and shrugs at Partial and then clotheslines him out of the ring.
Pryce: Wow... a bit of a brutal side of Gideon Goldmane there.
Sparrow: He had a shot and he took it. It was smart.
Bones: Yeah, but now he is stuck in there with three very dangerous men.
Justin Partial Eliminated by Gideon Goldmane
Mikola launches Galen into Goldmane which sends him into the turnbuckle. The Scorpion then grabs Goldmane and begins slamming his head into the turnbuckle.He then sends him into the ropes. And Mikola and Galen join the Scorpion in trying to toss him over the top. Gideon tries fighting back but with the help of Mikola, it is just too much. He lands on the apron but The Scorpion knocks him off.
Pryce: Dammit! Gideon was my pick to win this. He had quite the week this week and a great showing.
Sparrow: If the three men didn't team up on him, he could have very well won this one.
Bones: Good riddance... we are down to the three most dangerous men in this ring. Galen is underrated, Mikola is a freaking monster and I like the cut of Scorpion's gib. These men deserve to be the new Television champion.
Gideon Goldmane Eliminated by The Scorpion.
Galen and The Scorpion look at eachother and begin slamming him with lefts and rights. Mikola tries fighting back but he gets taken to the ropes. Mikola head buts his way out of the situation and tosses The Scorpion into the ropes. But Galen hits him with a European uppercut. He then irish whips him into the ropes. The Scorpion them pulls the ropes down making Mikola topple over the top rope.
Pryce: I can't believe it. The big man is out.
Bones: That was some damn good teamwork there but now it is down to The Scorpion and Galen Ronan.
Sparrow: I don't want to see eithe rman as television champion.
Both men trade blows back and forth before Galen slams The Scorpion's head into his knee. He then hits a brutal backbreaker on him. He goes to throw The Scorpion over the top rope but he slides out of it and pushes Galen over it.
Pryce: OH MY GOD! The Scorpion won the Television title during his first match.
Sparrow: Anything can happen here in RoR and this is proof.
Bones: Guys?
Pryce: The Scorpion just made history here tonight.
Bones: GUYS?
Sparrow: I can't believe what I am seeing the Scorpion is the new television champion.
Bones: Hate to spoil your guys "historic" moment... but this won isn't over.
The cameras show a replay of Galen skinning the cat and ending up back in the ring. The Scorpion doesn't see this. He turns around right in time to clotheslined over teh top and onto the apron below. The bell rings and Ronan holds his arm up in victory. Tina-Marie stands up and climbs into the ring. She begurdingly hands Ronan the title as he celebrates.
Pryce: Galen is our first ever Fox Network Television champion. I can't say it is not deserved.
Sparrow: He sure pulled out quite the swerve there in the end.
Bones: He's deserved this since day one... he should be a World title contender. Now he'll have the chance to work to that point... but he should be there sooner.
Winstone: Here is your winners and NNNNNNNNNNNEW FOX Network TV Champion…GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGALEN ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONAN!!!
The cameras focus on Galen celebrating with his title over his shoulder. He gets on the top rope and holds his title up mocking everyone around him.
Pryce: Well, I'd say that about wraps it up for Voltage this week...
Bones: Tune in next week for...
Suddenly, Galen grabs a mic.
Ronan: Tonight, the future of wrestling appears in this - very - ring.
At that moment, 'Ladies And Gentlemen' by Saliva hits the speakers.
Sparrow: That's a theme we haven't heard before in RoR...
The crowd waits expectantly, turning about to each other to discuss whoever might be coming out. Galen grins out at the crowd as he holds up his new TV Championship.
Bones: Did that f*cker change his theme tune already or something?
Pryce: Certainly not going to make him any more important!
After a few moments of Galen just standing there, Kris Slade and Sarah Twilight simultaneously burst out of the curtains on either side of him, prompting the crowd to burst into even louder jeers, the noise practically louder than the music that blared through the P.A. system. The two just smirked and trotted down the ramp, towards the ring.
Sparrow: What the hell's going on here?
They quickly scampered up onto the apron - Kris and Galen holding the ropes open for Sarah, who quickly stepped through followed by Kris - Galen gesturing towards the crowd for them to shut up. And after a moment, they did so, prompting Galen to speak.
Ronan: Greetings to you, you public-school educated mass-media brainwashed fuckwits, and welcome to the future of wrestling.
The crowd jeers and the group grins, Galen shaking his head and clearing his throat, bringing the mic up to his lips once more.
Ronan: Could I speak, please, you morons? Thank you. I'm not sure if you know who we are, and if you don't, allow me to introduce all of us - the most beautiful, sexy and strongest woman in RoR – f*ck Rachel Cole - Sarah Twilight!
Galen steps back and gestures with his free hand towards her, the crowd booing as Sarah just smirks and elbows Galen in the ribs.
Ronan: Oof... and the girl can hit. Second of all, an underappreciated and underutilized professional wrestler with more potential in his pinky finger than most of you fat fucks will ever have in your goddamn miserable, pointless lives - Kris Slade!
He similarly gestures to Slade, the crowd jeering as he then steps forward with a slight chuckle.
Ronan: And I feel it'd be a bit redundant to introduce myself, but I will. The future of RoR, the king of independent wrestling...
Galen pauses for a moment and reaches to the outside, grabbing the PrYde Independent Championship from a stagehand, the crowd going wild with their hatred at that.
Bones: Hey! That's the competition's title!
Galen chuckles and tucks it back into his jacket, shaking his head as he then speaks once more.
Ronan: I am Galen Ronan, your future king! And we are...
Galen chucks the mic over to Sarah, who catches it.
Twilight: The Trinity! A group of the best damn people in this whole industry...
Slade leans in and speaks as well.
Kris: The people with the strength, the brains and the ambition to take over!
Galen leans back into a turnbuckle and watches the two speak, smiling and nodding in approval.
Twilight: That's right! And we're here to stand above all the competition - crush 'em!
Kris: The foundation of RoR is about to be shaken up and destroyed - and it's going to be rebuilt by us and us alone!
Twilight: That's right! And when Harvey's working two jobs to make enough money to survive while we're thrivin', you all better remember that...
Kris: It's your fault! It's your fault for not respecting us! So it's all on your conscience!
Galen smirks and nods a bit as he approaches the group, standing inbetween the two and placing his arms around their shoulders - the show fading out as the other two throw their arms in the air, the crowd even going as far to throw crumpled garbage at the group as Voltage leaves the air.
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Post by CEO Harvey McCutchins on Feb 10, 2011 19:41:51 GMT -5
RECAP Attendance: 12, 206 Gideon Goldmane def. Logan Blyze Los Pollos Excelentes def. Jack Johnson and Kris Slade Mikola def. Rob Williams Galen Ronan won the Battle Royal and became the first ever FOX Network TV Champion
OOC: Special thanks to Galen for the Williams/Mikola match. You really stepped up bud. And thanks to Rachel Cole for the Battle Royal. Don’t worry about the comp troubles bud, it happens.
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