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Post by CEO Harvey McCutchins on Dec 30, 2010 14:13:42 GMT -5
[glow=yellow,3,300]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]
The opening video of Wednesday Night Voltage concludes, Evanescence’s “Sweet Sacrifice” blasts over the speakers of a somewhat full arena. Signs are scattered through the crowd, with many things written on them. Things like: “I’m a Cult Member”, “ ‘The Chicken’ Alec Fleming”, “Hit Me Ward!”, and “Showtime!” We cut to three announcers: on the left is a gray haired gentleman in a very nice suit, in the middle is a very beautiful woman in her own pantsuit, and on the right is a scruffy looking man wearing an AC/DC t-shirt underneath a sport coat. The man on the left begins to speak.
Pryce: Guys and gals we are live from the RoR Penitentiary in Seattle, Washington! This is Ring of Revolution and this is Wednesday Night Voltage! I am “The Silver Fox” Clint Pryce, alongside my broadcast partners Lindsay Sparrow and Colin “Bones” McGraw!
Sparrow: Hellllllllllllooooooooooo everyone out in TV land!
Bones: Oh please, play up to the people all you want you two. Everyone will soon find out why I am the glue that holds this team together!
Pryce: Bones, humble as always. We go now to our lovely ring announcer, Morrigan Winstone!
We now see a very attractive blonde woman, dressed in a tight blue dress, standing in the center of the ring.
Winstone: Ladies and gentlemen will you please welcome the CEO of Ring of Revolution…HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRVEY MCCUTCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHINSSSSSSSSSSSS!
The crowd cheer for the man that made all of this possible as “Changing” by Saosin hits the speakers. Harvey walks out looking very professional in black pants, a black sport coat, a blue shirt, and a white tie. He looks around the Penitentiary with a smile; he couldn’t believe that his dream was finally a reality.
[glow=yellow, 3,300]Bathing in the afterglow; A chance at luck and pride. Where we end up we can never know. And all I know is we seem to be
Changing, better to turn and walk away. Fading, all these lights just turn to gray. Changing, better to turn and walk away. But the strange thing Is that I don't feel a thing.[/glow]
The business savvy Seattle native shook a few hands as he walked to the ring. Now he was climbing inside to the ring, his ring, for the first time. He hugs Morrigan and she gives him the microphone, leaving him alone in the ring. The music dies down, but the fans don’t.
Finally their chants die down enough for the CEO to speak.
Harvey: Thank you all for that amazing welcome and welcome to Ring of Revolution!
Harvey smiles as the cheers pick up again.
Harvey: You know, it’s pretty amazing; all my adult life I wanted to run a wrestling promotion. I wanted to put together a roster of the best superstars around and become the top dog in this business, and now…it’s a reality! I’ve got some of the greatest talent this world has ever seen waiting in the back, ready to entertain all of you! I’ve got a three-week trail deal with FOX that is broadcasting RoR live to a national audience! And I’ve got reps from CWC in attendance here tonight!
The crowd cheers some more as Harvey points to a well dressed men in the front row. Obviously they’re in attendance to scout out RoR and see if it is worthy of being a CWC member. Harvey then points to the the TV camera.
Harvey: Now that’s what I’m talkin’ about! With all that being said, we’ve got a big show for you tonight. We’ve got Matt Ward in action tonight! We’ve got a up and coming tag team, the South Beach Kru, in action tonight! And we’re going to crown the first ever RoR Vixen’s Champion right here tonight! So I want you all to have fun, sit back, relax, and enjoy the sh…
All of the sudden “White Knuckles” by Alter Bridge begins blasting over the speakers. On the stage we see a man with blonde hair walk out on stage. He is hand in hand with a beautiful brunette. He has a microphone in his hand and raises it to his lips.
Alec: For all of you that don’t know, I’m Alec Fleming. *booing* and this is Rachel *whistling*. I am the single best thing to happen to this business in its short life.
There is booing again as Alec & Rachel walk down the ramp and get into the ring with Harvey McCutchins.
Alec: Harvey, you have nothing to worry about with this three week trial because in me, you have ratings. When people catch wind that I am wrestling in this company you can guarantee that the audience will come flocking. The numbers will go through the roof and you, Mr. McCutchins, will become a very wealthy man.
Alec smirks as Rachel nods in approval.
Alec: The one thing you need to concentrate on though is me. Forget Matt Ward because no one cares, overlook the Vixen’s Championship and give me the RoR Championship.
Harvey raises his eyebrows.
Alec: Hear me out Harvey... err Mr. McCutchins. Like I say, I’m a guarantee for ratings as it is. Giving me that Championship will cement RoR as the biggest up and coming fed there currently is. You know it makes sense.
Alec outstretches his hand as Rachel looks on. Just then "Show Me How To Live" by Audioslave hits as Alec’s head goes back and he rolls his eyes. Alec, Rachel and Harvey all look to the stage as another blonde man walks out. He walks down the ring, drawing quite a few cheers from the crowd. When he climbs in the ring he snatches the mic from Alec, who looks less than thrilled by the man’s presence. He brings the mic to his lips as the music cuts out.
Todd: And for everyone here that doesn’t know who I am, the name is Todd…Todd Tellanski!
Much of the crowd cheers at the mention of Todd’s name. Alec again rolls his eyes as Todd looks at him.
Todd: Alec, are you kidding me? You’ve really have stooped to BEGGING for championships? Damn, I knew you were a sad and pathetic little excuse for a man but this is low even for you. That doesn’t exactly seem like the actions of a “face of the company” man.
Alec goes to snatch the mic from Todd, but Todd holds onto it. A very annoyed Fleming goes and gets another mic.
Alec: What is it with you following me around?! Everywhere I go it seems like you’re one step behind me! … Of course, you always have been a step behind me haven’t you Todd old buddy.
Todd: Well that’s because I’m checking out Rachel’s ass.
Alec: You want me to kick yours right now?!
Alec gets in Todd’s face, and it looks like a brawl is about to break out. Harvey steps in.
Harvey: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold a second g…
All of the sudden “Monster” by Skillet hits the speakers and out comes Matt Ward to a mixed reaction. He’s a pretty bulky guy, obviously a great in ring competitor. He’s got a mic in his hand.
Matt: Alec, Alec, Alec…everyone already knows you can’t kick anyone’s ass. *cheers* And who exactly would be the face of RoR Todd? You? Don’t make me laugh. *boos* The only face of RoR is me…Matt Ward. And tonight I’m going to prove it by beating both your goofy asses all over the Penitentiary!
Harvey: Matt, as great as a match as that would be…it’s not going to happen. You see, you’re already in a match with Max Static. *boos*
Harvey then turns to Alec and Todd.
Harvey: And as for you two, tonight’s main event will be Alec Fleming going one on one with…Todd Tellanski! Enjoy.
“Changing” by Saosin hits the speakers again as Todd and Fleming stare each other down. Fleming looks furious, but Todd has a big grin on his face. Matt gives Harvey a glare as he walks past him on the stage. RoR heads to a commercial.
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Post by CEO Harvey McCutchins on Dec 30, 2010 14:24:37 GMT -5
ROR cameras cut to the parking garage where we see Max Static roaming the parking lot. He's clean-shaven, dressed in a purple tuxedo with a black velvet vest beneath and black shoes to match. He lights a cigarette as a female fan walks past with her child. Young Timmy and Mrs. Mortensen approach their '97 Ford Taurus at the same time as Max. Max exhales a cloud of smoke in the woman's direction.
Max Static: Excuse me ma'am, I hate to be a bother, but would you happen to have a bit of change to spare?
Mrs. Mortensen: You do not look like a man in need. You're so clean and handsome.
Max Static: Handsome I may be, but I need a bit of change to call my wife and tell her I've lost my wedding ring. Have ya seen it by chance?
Mrs. Mortensen: I most certainly have not.
Max Static: Well, it's very expensive and important to me. If you see it on the ground out here at all, I'll give you four thousand dollars. Here's my card.
He removes a card from his inner pocket, hands it to the woman and walks away. Mrs. Mortensen helps Young Timmy into the vehicle and notices another homeless fellow staring at something on the ground. The homeless gentleman bends down and picks something off the ground. Mrs. Mortensen darts after him.
Mrs. Mortensen: Excuse me sir.
The homeless gentleman stops in shock. Mrs. Mortensen was a beautiful woman for her age but why on earth would she be approaching him in such a manner.
Mrs. Mortensen: Is that a ring you have in your hand?
The homeless guy holds out his hand and then pulls it back quickly.
Mrs. Mortensen: Oh dear you found my ring, thank you, thank you. I'll give you a reward for you good deeds.
Homeless Guy: Oh yeah? What have you got to reward me with?
Mrs. Mortensen: Give me that ring and I'll give you the five hundred dollars I have in my wallet with me.
Homeless Guy: You're full of bologna.
Mrs. Mortensen reaches into her pocket book and holds out five crisp one hundred dollar bills. The Homeless mans eyes widen to the size of a quarter.
Homeless Guy: Deal!
The homeless man snatches the five hundred and hands the woman the ring. She hurries back to her vehicle with an enormous grin. She drives away with her cell phone to her ear.
Meanwhile, the homeless man waves goodbye to her with a grin on his face. Max Static approaches the homeless fellow and grabs the five hundred from his hand.
Max Static: Good work.
Max hands the man a hundred dollars and enters the building quickly.
Homeless Guy: Prick!
The homeless guy charges for the door but realizes it has locked and there is security all over the inside. Cameras cut to ringside. “Bulletproof” by Five Finger Death Punch hits the speakers.
[glow=yellow,3,300]All I've learned, its like poison all I've done, inside my veins all I've seen, its like venom all I know, it's all that remains[/glow]
The crowd gives a decent reaction to Nick Ridicule, as he and his manager Ashley Matthews make their way down to the ring. "When The Levee Breaks" by Led Zeppelin then hits and the crowd literally gives a howl to Howl, as he makes his way to the ring.
[glow=yellow,3,300]If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break, If it keeps on rainin’, levee’s goin’ to break, When The Levee Breaks I'll have no place to stay.[/glow]
The ref tells them to get in their corners as he tells the timekeeper to ring the bell. However, before the ref can finish, "Invincible" by Adelitas Way hits, and the crowd give a minor amount of boos to Jack Johnson, who points toward 2 spotlight-like objects aimed into the crowd. The objects, which are pyrotechnic devices, fire into the crowd, and cheers begin as loads of hundred dollar bills begin to fall down into the crowd. Jack then walks down to the announcers table, pulls a chair up, and puts a headset on.
Bones: Jack Johnson everybody! Welcome welcome!
Jack: Thank you for having me. You do realize you're now accompanied by greatness don't you?
Sparrow: Rrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.
The bell finally rings, as Howl and Nick circle each other. Both men lock up, and Howl kicks Nick in the gut. He hits a couple of elbows before Nick shoves him into a corner. The ref counts as Nick kicks at Howl a couple times before backing off. Nick picks Howl up and irish whips him across the ring before superkicking him on the rebound. Nick hits a running leg drop, but when he tries again, Howl sits up and rolls forward. As he gets back up, Nick tries a clothesline, but Howl ducks and dropkicks him in the legs. Nick tries to get back up, but Howl locks in a heel hold. Nick manages to get back to his feet, and with his free foot hits a spinning back kick to Howl, freeing himself. Howl rushes over to try and clothesline him, but he pulls the rope down and Howl flies over and hits the guard rail left shoulder-first. Nick slides under the rope to get at him, but Howl, with his good arm, shoves Nick into the barricade. The ref begins his count...
1...2...3...
Howl grabs on to the bottom rope, but Nick pulls his legs out from under him, causing Howl's face to land flat on the apron. Nick then powerbombs Howl, and tries to turn it into a repeating powerbomb, but Howl counters with a quick hurricanrana. Both men get on their feet.
4...5...6...
They begin to kick and punch at each other. Nick tries to hit a German Suplex, but is countered by Howl and turned into the Event Horizon. Howl gets back up, and tries to slide into the ring, but a quick knee from Nick lets him get back up.
7...8...9...
Nick brings Howl over to the steps and slams him face-first on them several times. Howl eventually counters and slams Nick down several times.
Pryce: Where are you going? Wait a minute!
Howl then gets blasted in the head by a steel chair, which was swung by Jack Johnson and somehow unseen by the ref due to Ashley Matthews getting closer to the action.
10!!!
The ref rings the bell, as Johnson keeps hitting Howl with the chair over and over again. Nick has made the unfortunate mistake of getting to his feet and gets a chair to his head as well. Johnson looks down at the two fallen men with a smile as RoR ROR cameras cut backstage once again, this time in the boiler room of the building. We find Max Static speaking with an unknown entity, hidden behind a hot water heater. The unknown entity is wearing a hood over his or her face as Max speaks with it.
Max Static: Yeah, the hair cut is great, its fine. I like it, but I hate it all the same. I need you to focus, tonight is going to be a night to remember in ROR. If it’s a revolution they want, it’s a revolution they shall get. Go and get ready while I prepare for tonights events. The fans are going to love it.
Max turns to leave and shoves the camera man. The camera falls and the screen goes static.
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Post by CEO Harvey McCutchins on Dec 30, 2010 14:30:56 GMT -5
Winstone: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
“Quantum" by Datsik hits and the crowd boo as Max Static walks down to the ring. He stops next to a sign that says "Static gonna get shocked" and breaks it in half, garnering even more boos from the audience.
Winstone: Introducing first, from Badlands, California…MMMMMMMMMMMAX SSSSSSSSSSSSSTAAAAAAAAAAAATIC!
"Monster" by Skillet hits as the crowd gives a mixed reaction to Matt Ward.
Winstone: And his opponent, from Chicago, Illinois...MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATT WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRD!
[glow=yellow,3,300]The secret side of me, I never let you see I keep it caged but I can't control it So stay away from me, the beast is ugly I feel the rage and I just can't hold it[/glow]
Ward slides into the ring, looking as tough as usual. The ref, not wanting to take any chances, quickly checks them for weapons before ringing the bell. Finally, the ref sounds the bell and the two men circle around each other for a moment.
Pryce: Feeling each other out, not a bad strategy.
Bones: Boring. Let’s see some action!
Matt gets a good kick in. They begin an all-out punching battle, which the ref stops after prying the two apart. Matt uses the ref's breaking up to deliver a clothesline to the unsuspecting Static, getting a slight applause in response. He gets Max over in the corner and begins to kick and stomp on him, backing off after the ref's count reaches 4. Matt attempts to Irish whip Static into the far corner, but Static does a back flip and gets behind him, hitting a dropkick. Max jumps up, gets his legs around Matt's head, and hits a reverse hurricanrana. He goes for the pin.
Sparrow: 1!...2!...Nope.
Matt manages to kick out. Max, clearly pissed off, hits a standing twin leg drop on Matt, before climbing to the top rope and getting set up for a Static Star Press, but Ward manages to grab him, hooking him in between his legs and hurling him onto the mat with a super tornado bomb. He now tries to get the pin.
Pryce: 1!...2!...No Static kicks out.
Bones: Oh boy, more of this match. Wonderful.
Sparrow: Is he always like this Pryce?
Pryce: Let’s hope not.
Max barely manages to kick out. Matt now runs and hits the Spin Cycle on Max, but instead of going for a pin he waits for Max to get up. This is when Ward notices that Alec Fleming has made his way out onto the ramp.
Bones: Finally! Someone I can bare to watch!
Ward begins jawing back and forth with Fleming, basically telling him to come to the ring and fight like a man. Fleming just smiles, waving off Ward’s comments. While this is all happening Ward doesn’t notice that Max has climbed to the top rope, and by the time he does Max hits the K.T.M! Max slaps Ward in the face to make sure he's out and then goes for the pin.
Bones: 1!...2!...3!!! Max wins! Yes!
Pryce: Haven’t you been saying this match was boring?
Bones: What? I never once implied that! You’re getting senile in your old age Pryce.
Winstone: And your winner by pinfall… MMMMMMMMMMMAX SSSSSSSSSSSSSTAAAAAAAAAAAATIC!
"Quantum" begins to play, as Max Static stands up and has his hand raised in victory. Fleming claps, enjoying the outcome of the match. Max, too embroiled in glory, fails to notice Matt Ward slowly getting up behind him. Ward sweeps Max's legs out from under him. The crowd gives a decent cheer as Matt locks the No Remorse Affect in, locking eyes with Fleming as he does so. Max yells in agony, and Fleming is staring in a bit of anger, as Ward shows no signs of letting go. Max gives the tap-out signal to frantically make Matt stop. The ref attempts to pry Matt off, but he lets go of his own accord, and the crowd cheers as Matt smiles at Fleming.
Pryce: I honestly don’t know what to think of Ward, but it sure doesn’t seem like he’s making many friends here in RoR.
Bones: He’s shown aggression here tonight, I like it!
Sparrow: Things have gotten crazy already here tonight and there’s more to come! Stay tuned TV land!
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Post by CEO Harvey McCutchins on Dec 30, 2010 14:55:13 GMT -5
The always beautiful Victoria Crantz is spotted in the back lot of the building near two dumpsters. She is finishing a Snickers while speaking to someone on her cell phone. She reaches to tosses the snickers wrapper in the trash can but a man pops up and startles her.
Victoria Crantz: AAHHH!
Dumpster Diver: Don’t be startled, I’m just looking for something to eat.
The man is Johnny Odle, the homeless man who helped Max Static in a plan to earn five hundred easy ones. Johnny reveals a large slice of molded pizza and grins before taking a giant bite. Victoria almost vomits from his b.o., his breath, and the site of the pizza.
Johnny Odle: You look mighty fine. The names Johnny Odle I’ll be around these parts of the venue for quite a few weeks. You ever been on a date with a man who possesses a trouser snake?
Victoria Crantz: No. What’s a trouser snake?
Johnny Odle: Well, it ranges in size and color. It’s female friendly.
Victoria Crantz: I don’t like reptiles so I’ll pass on that.
Johnny Odle: Oh come on now. I’m just looking for a fur trap to snuggle into it.
Victoria slaps Johnny across the face and slams the lid of the dumpster on his head. She storms off, offended and angered. The lid flies open and Johnny pops up, showcasing a crooked grin.
Johnny Odle: Well I’d eat the peanuts out her s**t, alright.
Cameras switch from Johnny going back to dumpster diving to the lovely Ms. Winstone in the ring.
Winstone: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the RoR VIXEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP!
The crowd cheers at the announcement, only to have their cheers silenced by “The Only One” by Evanescence.
[glow=yellow,3,300]You know you're not the only one When they all come crashing down, midflight, You know you're not the only one. When they're so alone they find a back door out of life. You know you're not the only one.[/glow]
Sarah Twilight walks out onto the stage as the crowd boos.
Winstone: Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California…she is the Mistress of Mischief…SARAAAAAAAAAAAAH TWIIIIIIIIIIIIIILIIIIIIIIIIGHT!
Bones: Now what are these people booing for?
Pryce: Oh come on! You know Sarah's history ust as much as I do!
Bones: So what? She speaks her mind and takes what she wants, what’s wrong with that? I like an honest woman.
Sparrow: Yeah, because “being honest” is what has made you sooooooooo popular Bones. Sometimes people are better off just keeping their mouths shut, why don’t you and Sarah go work on that together?
Bones: Oh was that a joke? …That’s very funny. You should go to Vegas with that, I’m sure you’d make a fortune. I have to admit that I wouldn’t mind getting in some quality time with Sarah.
Pryce: Oh gimme a break.
Sarah is now in the ring, not making any friends as she talks trash to people in the crowd. Soon, “Snakes On A Plane (Bring It)” begins blasting through the Penitentiary. The first verse plays, and when the chorus hits Rachel Cole comes sprinting out onto the stage. She runs to one side as some in the crowd cheer, obviously some of her cult is in the house tonight.
[glow=yellow,3,300]Oh, I'm ready for it Come on, bring it. Oh, I'm ready for it Come on, bring it. Oh, I'm ready for it Come on, bring it. Oh, I'm ready for it Come on, bring it.[/glow]
Winstone: And her opponent, from Los Angeles, California…she is the Leading Lady of RoR…the Cult Classic…RRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAACHEL COLE!
Rachel runs down to the ring, sliding in and immediately popping up to her feet. She climbs the up to the second rope, eating up the cheers from her fans that made the trip to see her.
Sparrow: Now this young woman has a lot of talent. I personally sent Mr. McCutchins down to L.A. to scout her, and she will be going places in RoR I can assure you.
Pryce: Only time will tell, but it’s pretty clear that she already has some people behind her.
The two lovely ladies are in the center of the ring now. The ref holds up the RoR Vixen’s Championship, both Rachel and Sarah looking at it with a burning desire. The ref hands the belt to someone outside the ring and signals for the bell.
Pryce: Here we go! Two L.A. girls battling for the Vixen’s Championship!
Bones: Thank you captain obvious. Talk about a buzz kill, we have two Vixens in the ring and you throw out some lack luster fact that everyone could not care less about.
Sparrow *laughing a little*: Maybe you should stick to college football Pryce.
Bones: Yeah keep laughing Spar…oh your girl just got pie faced! I love it!
During the banter at the announce table, Sarah and Rachel had been trash talking. A faint “Let’s go Classic” chant starts, causing Sarah’s irritation to boil over and shove Rachel backwards by her face. Rachel is quick to respond with a hard right hand, which Sarah tries to return but Rachel ducks and uses her quickness to position herself behind Sarah. Sarah turns around and is met with another right; again Sarah tries to respond but misses. Another swing and a miss by Sarah, followed by another, and another that causes Rachel to smile a bit.
Pryce: Looks like Rachel may be too quick for…oh and a kick right to the knee.
Bones: Now that’s what I’m talking about! Beauty and brains, getting an edge over your opponent!
Sarah had grown tired of the games and landed a hard kick to Rachel’s knee, which drops the Cult Classic down to one knee. Sarah grabs a handful of her foe’s hair and begins landing right after right after right to the side of the face. After landing at least ten blows she screams right in Rachel’s face, “You think you’re better than me!? I’m the real leading lady here understand?!”
Rachel is able to land an elbow to Twilight’s gut, but gets her face slammed down on the mat for her troubles. Twilight follows that up with an elbow drop to the spine, quickly rolling and locking in a Cobra Clutch before Rachel knows what is going on. Rachel begins screaming in pain, ripping at Sarah’s fingers in an attempt to break the hold. The hold doesn’t last long as Rachel is able to get up, with Sarah still on her back, and fall backwards.
Bones: Ok, that was impressive. Rachel should’ve thrown in the towel there, but she fought out.
Sparrow: Thrown in the towel? Really? We’re only a few minutes into the match Bones!
Bones: Is it my fault that’s how good Sarah is? She already has Rachel on the ropes, by all rights Sarah should be our new Vixen’s Champion.
Pryce: Do you hear yourself? Think before you speak man, honestly.
Bones: I don’t have to think before I speak because everything that comes out of my mouth turns to gold Pryce! I’m winning an Emmy for my work here alright?!
Pryce: Wow…just when I think you can’t turn into a bigger dou…
Sparrow: Meanwhile, back at the ranch, we've got a stalemate in the ring.
Ever since Rachel was able to get out of the Cobra Clutch, both Vixens have been trying to gain the upper hand. Sarah has tried to take multiple shots at Rachel’s knee, even getting her to the ground on one occasion, only to be foiled. Rachel has landed a few kicks to the ribs, but nothing that would give her the upper hand.
Finally, Sarah has Rachel backed into a corner. She picks her spot and dives at Rachel’s knee…only for Rachel to jump to the safety of the second rope and send Sarah’s face into the turnbuckle. Rachel lands a hard kick to Sarah’s face, sending the red headed beauty to the mat, and climbs up to the top rope. Sarah rolls out of the ring to avoid whatever high impact move Rachel was planning. She points to her head with an arrogant grin that says, “Oh yeah…I’m brilliant,” and she begins talking trash to the audience of the Penitentiary. Unfortunately for Sarah, she turned her back on Rachel and when she turned around she was met with a move that Rachel calls…
Sparrow: San Dima High School Football Rules!
Bones: Is that where you went to school or something?
Sparrow: No, idiot, it’s the name of the move.
Pryce: Well whatever she calls it, it came out of nowhere!
Rachel is now in a mounted position on Sarah on the outside, landing punch after punch to the face. The ref begins to count…
1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6… 7…
Rachel stops her assault to roll in and right back out of the ring. Sarah is still trying to get her wits about her, allowing Rachel to grab her by the hair and roll her back in the ring. Sarah stands, on somewhat wobbly legs, as Rachel stands on the apron. Rachel leaps, springs off the top rope, and hits her springboard dropkick perfectly!
Pryce: Rachel going for the cover!
Sparrow: 1!…2!…nope, Sarah kicks out!
Rachel gets right back on the attack, getting a little distance between her and Sarah. Sarah gets to her knees, ducks a roundhouse kick from Rachel, but is unable to dodge the HARD mule kick that lands right on her nose.
Bones: Ok, I’ve got to ask this. What is it with kicking Sarah in the face!? That’s at least the second time it’s happened, the ref has to step in and do something!
Indeed the ref does step in, but only because Sarah has both hands up to her face and is rolling around like a crazy woman. Rachel tries to get back on the attack, but the ref keeps her at bay. Sarah has gotten to her feet, but has propped herself up in a corner. The ref goes to check on her, asking her if she’s hurt to continue. Again Rachel tries to attack but is held off by the ref. The ref again checks on Sarah, still not able to see the extent of the damage. Finally, Rachel gets around the ref and close to Sarah…only to get her clocked cleaned by an elbow to the face that transitions into her head being smashed against the top turnbuckle. We are now able to see just a little blood trickling from Sarah’s nose, but nothing as serious as she led on.
Sparrow: Well if it helps you win, I guess more power to her.
Pryce: You actually approve of that sort of thing?
Sparrow: Would I ever do it? No, but sometimes…
Bones: Sometimes in this business you have to do what it takes Pryce! Let’s go Sarah!
Pryce: Did you ever actually win a match Bones? I mean…ever?!
Sparrow: And that ladies and gentlemen would be a burn.
Sarah grabs Rachel’s hair, bending the Cult Classic’s body backwards and connecting with reverse DDT. The Mistress of Mischief doesn’t release her grip on Rachel, pulling her back to her feet. She pulls Rachel to the center of the ring, whips her towards the ropes, and on Rachel’s comeback connects with a powerslam. Sarah still isn’t done as she gets Rachel back onto her feet. Sarah hoists Rachel into a fireman’s carry position and connects with a Samoan Drop, but she still isn’t done as she picks Rachel up again!
Pryce: T-Bone suplex!
Sparrow: What a big combination of moves! Cover!
Bones: She’s got her! 1!…2!…Thr, what?!
Pryce: Rachel gets her shoulder up! Wow!
Sparrow: I told you this girl is something special!
Sarah can’t believe it, but continues her assault. She gets Rachel into position and locks in her STF/Full nelson combination maneuver. Rachel screams out in pain, but refuses to submit to the hold. Sarah is adding a bit of mental anguish to the physical that she’s dishing out by yelling, “You can’t win! I’m the real leading lady of RoR! Me!” And all the while she is sinking in the hold tighter and tighter.
Bones: Just give up Rachel, you can’t win! Tap! Do it! Do it now!
Sarah’s hold is getting more and more painful by the second, but Rachel is refusing to tap. Another “Let’s go Classic!” chant starts up, this time a bit louder than the one before. Finally Rachel rolls out of the hold and gets to her feet. She tries to mount some offense with a few kicks to the ribs and punches to the face, but Sarah regains the advantage with a flurry of punches of her own. Sarah puts a quick end to the battle for control, at least for the time being, with a knee to Rachel’s face. She scoops Rachel up and hangs her in a “tree of woe”, climbs to the top rope, and stands on Rachel’s knees as she looks down with a smile. Rachel makes the mistake of looking up and…
Bones: You Don’t Matter! She hit the You Don’t Matter! Sarah Twilight! Sarah Twilight! Sarah Twilight!
Pryce: Calm down, you’re going to have a heart attack!
Sparrow: Isn’t that copy write infringement?
Bones: Shut up! Twilight goes for the cover! 1!…2!…Thr, you’ve got to be kidding me!!!
Just as the ref was about to count to three, Rachel got her foot on the bottom rope. Sarah can’t believe it, and begins staring a hole in the ref. She gets in the ref’s face and screams, “That was three!” The ref shouts back saying that Rachel got her foot on the rope and that it was only a two count. Sarah continues to fail at pleading her case, and eventually slaps the ref!
Pryce: She can’t do that!
Bones: Well if he’d do his job right!
The ref needs only a second to clear his head…and call for the bell! He calls Morrigan Winstone over and explains the situation to her.
Winstone: Here is your winner by disqualification Rachel Cole! Unfortunately, the title cannot be won by a disqualification so there is no new champion.
Sarah goes ballistic, again screaming at the ref. Rachel has gotten her wits and is pulling herself up, very disappointed by the announcement. The crowd doesn’t like it either as they boo loudly, but not for long because “Changing” hits the speakers of the Penitentiary yet again. Out walks Harvey McCutchins with a mic in his hand.
Harvey: Whoa, whoa, whoa…hold on just one second. You people came here to see somebody win a championship right? *cheers* Thought so. That being said, I am ordering this match to continue…as a …FALLS…COUNT…ANYWHERE MATCH!
Harvey smiles, sends a wave to Sarah and Rachel in the ring, and walks to the back.
Bones: Falls Count Anywhere?!
Pryce: That’s what he said Bones. Good to know your ears still work.
The ref rings the bell to restart the match. Rachel is able to stop a Sarah charge by ducking and using her foe’s momentum to send her over the top rope. Sarah crashes to the floor.
Pryce: Sarah’s right out in front of us here.
Sparrow: Look at Rachel! Look at Rachel!
Rachel waits for Sarah to get back on her feet, preparing to launch herself over the top rope. When Sarah gets up Rachel flings herself over the top rope, but Sarah sidesteps. Rachel doesn’t totally follow through with the move, landing on the apron. Sarah grabs Rachel’s ankles, pulling her off the apron. Rachel lands on her feet, ducks a right hand from Sarah and kicks her in the midsection. Rachel goes for another kick, but Sarah catches her foot. It doesn’t take long for Rachel to respond by connecting with an enziguri. Sarah’s eyes glaze over and she falls to the floor right in front of the announce table.
Bones: I don’t like this. I don’t like this at all!
Sparrow: Well don’t look now, but you’re really not going to like what’s coming next.
Rachel climbs the barricade to the right of where Sarah is beginning to stir. As Sarah gets to her feet Rachel begins running along the barricade. Rachel then leaps over the announce table, specifically directly over Bones, from the barricade! She connects with a huge flying clothesline!
Bones: Did you see that?! She’s crazy! You’re crazy!
Bones is pointing and screaming at Rachel as he’s saying that last bit, which causes Rachel to stare at him. She calmly picks up his bottle of water.
Bones: Hey! Hey! That’s my water! Oh sure…take a drink, whatever!
Rachel takes a drink, swallows, and then dumps the rest of the bottle over Bones’ head!
Pryce *laughing*: Well it looks like you’re all wet Bones!
Bones: Real mature! Yeah, that’s real nice!
Sparrow: Ladies and gentlemen, we have to go to break so Bones can change his underwear and dry off. We’ll be right back!
Rachel has maintained control over the course of the commercial break. The match has made its way back into the ring, and Voltage returns to see Rachel connecting with a springboard bulldog! Rachel goes for the cover.
Pryce: 1!…2!…Thr, Sarah just gets her shoulder up!
Rachel can’t believe it and gets to her feet. She holds up three fingers, telling the ref that she thought she got the three. When she turns her attention back to a still Sarah, she gets caught in the sharpshooter!
Sparrow: Whoa! Sarah locks in the sharpshooter out of nowhere!
Bones: Yes! Give up! Give up you little…
Pryce: Easy! We are on national television!
Rachel claws her way to the ropes, pulling her way outside the ring.
Bones: That won’t save you! It’s Falls Count Anywhere! Just tap!
Sparrow: You may be right Bones. I don’t see how the Cult Classic can get out of this, she may have no choice!
Sarah still has the sharpshooter locked in completely. Rachel is biting her own fingers as a way to battle the pain, but there’s no sign of Sarah letting go as yet another “Let’s go Classic!” chant starts up. Unfortunately for the Cult, it appears Rachel is fading. The ref begins checking the consciousness of the Cult Classic. Her arm drops once…twice…but does not drop a third time!
Pryce: Don’t count her out yet! She’s still fighting!
Sparrow: Unbelievable!
Rachel somehow flips her way out of the sharpshooter, gets up and nails Sarah with a spinning heel kick. Both Vixens are now down, neither one moving.
The ref isn’t sure what to do. He checks both Vixens, and both are laying their only semiconscious. He begins counting both women out! 1…2…3…
Sparrow: Wait…can he do this in a Falls Count Anywhere?
Pryce: I guess so.
6…both Vixens begin to rise at 7 and reach their feet by 8. Sarah gets the first punch in, and Rachel responds with one of her own. They brawl back and forth, moving a little farther and farther up the ramp. The brawling keeps going, both women getting their heads bounced off barricades and multiple punches to their bodies, until it reaches the top of the ramp. Rachel gets the upper hand, landing blow after blow to Sarah. Sarah is finally able to catch Rachel’s foot. The Cult Classic attempt to hit an enziguri, but Sarah ducks. The Mistress of Mischief grabs both of Rachel’s ankles and slingshots her into the metal wall of the stage. The back of Rachel’s head hits the metal hard and she falls forward right onto Sarah’s awaiting knees. Sarah’s knees are driven into Rachel’s throat. Sarah then stands over her fallen foe, beaming with pride as she hears Rachel’s gasps for breath.
Bones: That’s it! Stick a fork in this girl and send her back to the school gym where she belongs! New Vixen’s Champion Sarah Twilight!
Sparrow: Don’t you dare count out Rachel yet.
Rachel is still making trying to catch her breath as Sarah drops down off the stage. She’s in an open area that lies between the barricade and the stage. She finds a ladder among the equipment and gets a sadistic grin. Sarah grabs the ladder, gets back up onto the stage and pulls the ladder up. Rachel has made it to her feet; still having trouble breathing but that is about to be the least of her worries. Sarah has the ladder, charges Rachel and drives it right into her face!
Pryce: OOOOO! Metal .vs. Skull…metal wins!
Bones: I think I’m in love.
Sarah stands over Rachel again, smiling as she watches the blood pour out of Classic’s head. The fiery redhead then places the ladder across Sarah’s face as the sadistic wheels begin turning in her mind. Sarah is talking trash to Rachel, a little to much as Rachel grabs the ladder and pushes it up into Sarah’s face with a sickening thud. Sarah stands there stunned as Rachel gets to her feet, ladder firmly in hand. Sarah shakes out the cobwebs and charges Rachel. Rachel uses the ladder and Sarah’s momentum to send the Mistress of Mischief flying through the air, off the stage, and down to the concrete below. The crowd is cheering loudly as Rachel looks down at a fallen Sarah. The loudest “Let’s Go Classic” chant of the night starts up as Rachel looks around the Penitentiary. She gives Sarah another quick glance and begins setting up the ladder. Once the ladder is set up, she climbs to the very top. She gives another quick glance in Sarah’s direction, glances around the Penitentiary again, and leaps!
Sparrow: PLAN 9! PLAN 9! WOW!
Bones: I told you she was nuts!
Pryce: The ref is in position! 1!…2!…3!!! Rachel Cole is the first ever RoR Vixen’s Champion!!!
“Snakes On A Plane” starts playing as a RoR worker hands the RoR Vixen’s Championship to the ref, who places it across a nearly unconscious Rachel’s mid-section.
Winstone: Here is your winner and NNNNNNNNNNNEW RoR Vixen’s Champion… RRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAACHEL COLE!
The ref lifts Rachel’s hand in victory, but also calls for medical attention from the back. EMTs rush out and begin looking over both Rachel and Sarah. A few of the EMTs help Rachel up and get into place so they can escort her to the back, but Rachel pushes them away. She looks around the Penitentiary and lifts the Vixen’s Championship high in the air, which causes the crowd to explode.
Sparrow: Congratulations to Rachel Cole! First person to ever hold RoR gold!
Pryce: She’s made a believer out of me Lindsay! There are big things yet to come from Rachel Cole!
Bones: Not…likely.
Sparrow: You son of a…hold on just a second!
Just as Sarah is being helped to her feet by EMTs, Max Static hits her from behind. He knocks her to the floor, stomping at her viciously as Rachel watches on looking a bit confused. Max then pulls Sarah up by her hair, bends her backwards and hits the Iron Curtain! He looks down at Sarah, then over at Rachel. He walks past Rachel, who still has no idea why that just happened. Rachel looks at him, then over at Sarah, and then slowly follows Max to the back.
Sparrow: What the hell was that all about?
Bones: I don’t know. That was uncalled for, even in my opinion.
Pryce: I don’t know either but that Static is a no good piece of…
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Post by CEO Harvey McCutchins on Dec 30, 2010 15:07:47 GMT -5
Winstone: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!
All of the sudden the Miami Vice theme song begins playing. All cameras are fixed on the entrance way…but nobody is coming out. Soon a camera pans quickly to one side of the ring to show Donnie Wyld in the crowd! Then on the other side we see Cameron Stevens! Both members of the South Beach Kru are giving high fives to the fans as they begin to converge on the ring.
Bones: Pfttttt, look at these two idiots. Nobody here knows who these two are so they have to enter through the crowd to get some fans. Gag me!
Sparrow: You’re just not with the times dude.
Bones: Don’t ever say that again.
Both members of the South Beach Kru jump over the barrier and slide into the ring.
Winstone: Introducing first, from South Beach, Florida… “The Heat” Cameron Stevens… “The Spirit” Donnie Wyld…they are TTTTTTTTTTTTHE SOUTH BEACH KRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRU! The Kru are getting a good amount of cheers because of their entrance, but the cheers quickly die down into silence as “Eat It” by “Weird” Al Yankovic hits the speakers.
[glow=yellow,3,300]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]
Sparrow: Ummm…oooooooooooookay.
Pryce: Can’t fault them for their music choice I g…
Bones: What?! You’ve gotta be kidding me!! Chickens?! They’re chickens?! This has to be a joke? You messing’ with me Pryce?
Who Bones is referring two are the two men that have walked out onto the stage in chicken masks.
Pryce: I most certainly am not. When you saw the card what did you think Los Pollos Excelentes was?
Bones: I thought it was just a clever name, a way for the team to get noticed! We can kiss our full time deal with FOX goodbye! This is a joke!
Winstone: And their opponents, from Tijuana, Mexico… Super and El Hijo de Pollo…LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOS POLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOS EXCELENTES!
Los Pollos are now in the ring. They pretend like they’re going to play to the crowd, but instead they attack the SBK! Both Pollos beat down the members of SBK with fists and stomps.
Pryce: Oh come on ref do your job! The match hasn’t even started yet!
Stevens is thrown to the outside by Super Pollo while El Hijo is stomping away at Donnie Wyld. El Hijo picks Wyld up and gets him in a facelock and it takes only a few seconds for Super Pollo to start kicking away at Wyld’s mid-section.
Sparrow: Well Los Pollos call this the KFC, but why isn’t the ref ringing the bell?
After multiple kicks it appears the ref has finally regained his sight, becoming totally aware that the match hasn’t even started yet, and begins to forcefully escort Super Pollo to the ring apron. The ref finally calls for the bell as El Hijo grips the facelock even tighter. Stevens has made his way to the apron now and watches his partner get flipped to the mat by El Hijo. El Hijo then breaks the hold, leaps into the air and connects with a big leg drop. He then goes for a quick cover.
Pryce: You gonna count this one Bones? … Bones? … Anyways Wyld kicks out right at two, maybe 1 and 7/8.
El Hijo makes a tag to Super Pollo, getting one last stomp in before he leaves the ring. Super allows Wyld to get to his knees just so he can drop him with a dropkick to the face. He then pushes Wyld into a neutral corner and begins slapping him across the face repeatedly, causing the crowd to boo.
Pryce: Well Los Pollos aren’t making any friends here in the Penitentiary eh Bones?
Bones: …
Pryce: All right then.
Super is really enjoying the humiliation he’s dishing out, slapping Wyld again and again. Super’s one mistake is that the time in between his slaps is getting shorter and shorter, and Wyld eventually has enough. Wyld grabs Super by the neck and switches places with him. Wyld now dishes out slap after slap, but soon turns his attacks into hard kicks to the gut. Super is dazed in the corner and is dropped to the mat by a big roundhouse kick. Wyld tries to take advantage. He pulls Super to the center of the ring and goes for the Figure Four, but it’s to early as Super is able to push his way out of it. Super gets to his feet, charges Wyld, and is dropped by a spinning heel kick. Wyld goes for a cover.
Sparrow: 1!..2!…Not quite.
Super was able to kick out, but Wyld now tags in Stevens. Stevens climbs to the top rope and connects with a missile dropkick. Super quickly bounces to his feet and tries to hit a clothesline, which Stevens ducks. Stevens then locks his hands around Super’s waist, tries for a Release German Suplex but Super lands on his feet. While Steven’s is down, Super jumps into the air and lands a huge double stomp on Stevens’ chest. Stevens gasps for air, but Super doesn’t help his situation. He lifts Stevens up onto his shoulder and hits a rolling fireman’s carry slam, which turns into a cover.
Pryce: 1!…2!..T, kickout.
Sparrow: What did you think of that one Bones?
Bones: …
Pryce: I think this is the longest Bones has gone without speaking in his entire life. Another quick cover. 1!…kickout. Umm…another cover, not even a one count there.
Super gets up, kicks Stevens in the face, lifts him up and pushes him to Los Pollos’ corner. Super hits five European uppercuts on Stevens before he tags in El Hijo. El Hijo climbs to the top, putting a leg on either side of Stevens. He then spins around and hits a hurricanrana that gets Stevens to the center of the ring. El Hijo is mounted on Stevens, sending fist after fist into the Heat’s face. The ref begins the five count. 1…2…3…4…El Hijo stands up and begins having words with the ref, making sure that the ref’s back is towards Los Pollos’ corner. Super comes in and begins stomping on Stevens while the ref isn’t watching. This draws Wyld into the ring, which gets the refs attention. While the ref is trying to get Wyld out of the ring Stevens falls victim to a super kick/German suplex combo. Super Pollo keeps Stevens shoulders on the mat as the ref turns around.
Pryce: Ref they switched! They switched!
Sparrow: 1!…2!…Wyld breaks up the pin before the three!
Again the ref gets Wyld out of the ring, still unaware that Super and El Hijo switched without tagging. Super gets into position for a standing moonsault. He goes for it only to get some knees to his ribs. Stevens begins crawling towards his corner, hoping to tag in Wyld. He gets a fingertip away only to be pulled all the way back across the ring by El Hijo. Wyld looks completely disgusted but continues to try and motivate Stevens.
Super gets Stevens set up into the corner and wraps a hand around the Heat’s throat. 1…2…3…4…Super releases the choke. He quickly slaps the choke back on. 1…2…3…4…again Super releases the choke. This time, Super begins arguing with the ref. He conveniently turns so the ref’s back is turned to the Los Pollos’ corner, so the ref does not see El Hijo using the tag rope to choke Stevens. Super gets done arguing with the ref as El Hijo takes the rope off of Stevens’ throat. Super goes for another choke, only to get a fist to the face. Stevens is trying to fight his way out of the corner by punching El Hijo, punching Super, punching El Hijo, punching Super. Eventually El Hijo falls off the apron and Super falls to the mat. Stevens leaps over Super, who misses grabbing Stevens’ ankle by a fraction of an inch. Stevens runs over to his corner, dives, and tags in Wyld! Pryce: Tag to Wyld! Maybe Bones has something to add?
Bones: …
Sparrow: Or not.
Super Pollo gets to his feet, charges a fresh Wyld. Wyld ducks a clothesline and begins unloading with hard punches. Wyld does a 360 and hits a clothesline. He then locks in a Triangle Choke. Super Pollo begins struggling, trying to escape the hold.
Sparrow: He’s choking the chicken!
Pryce: Oh that’s nnnnnnaaasty.
Sparrow: Wow...did you really just go there?
Just when it looks like Super is about to tap, El Hijo rushes in from out of nowhere and breaks the hold. Wyld tries to get at El Hijo before he can get out of the ring, but that doesn’t happen. When Wyld turns around, he finds himself locked up with Super. Super pushes the Spirit back into Los Pollos’ corner. El Hijo tags in. The ref sees it, but Wyld doesn’t. El Hijo sneaks his way into the ring and behind Wyld.
Pryce: School boy! 1!…
Sparrow: Feet on the ropes! Hijo has his feet on the ropes!
Pryce: 2!…3!!!
Winstone: And your winners by pinfall… LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOS POLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOS EXCELENTES!
Los Pollos begin celebrating while Wyld and Stevens look on in shock.
Bones: Finally this match is over, now get all these idiots out of the ring!
Pryce: He speaks.
Bones: Shut up! I refuse to call any matches that have grown men wearing chicken masks!
The South Beach Kru looks like they want to keep the match going. They break up the celebration by getting in the faces of Los Pollos. Just when it looks like things are about to break down into a brawl yet another Pollo slides out from under the ring.
Bones: Not a third! No! Let’s just hope the executives of FOX are not watching right now!
The third Pollo, known as Black Pollo V, hits both members of the SBK from behind. The three on two advantage comes into play as both members of SBK are beaten down. El Hijo and Super hold Wyld so he can watch as Black Pollo V hits the Gallus Driver on Stevens. All three Pollos then begin beating down Wyld, eventually finishing him off with the Double Down. “Eat It” and the crowd’s boos fill the Penitentiary as the Pollos walk up the ramp.
Sparrow: You have to admit that those chickens have spunk.
Bones: Yeah but they’re going to cost us our TV deal! How can RoR be taken seriously when we’ve got idiots like them running around?!
Pryce: If you ask me, Los Pollos just put RoR on notice. But ladies and gentlemen, we have an update on Sarah Twilight. It appears she has been taken to a local medical facility and her injuries from the RoR Vixen's Championship match and the cowardly attack by Max Static may put her out indefinately.
Sparrow: That Max Static is going to get his, one way or another. But stay tuned TV land because our main event is next!
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Post by CEO Harvey McCutchins on Dec 30, 2010 15:23:14 GMT -5
Winstone: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is tonight’s main event!
“Show Me How To Live” comes on and out walks Todd Tellanski. He has a smile on his face as he looks around the Penitentiary. The crowd cheers and the cheers only get louder as Todd points to his ear and says, “I can’t hear you.” He begins making his way down the ramp.
[glow=yellow,3,300]Nail in my hand from my creator you gave me life now show me how to live Nail in my hand from my creator you gave me life now show me how to live[/glow]
Winstone: Introducing first, from Austin, Texas…TODD TELLAAAAAAAAAANSKI!
Todd gives a few fives to some of the fans at ringside, and then slides in the ring. He climbs up to the second rope and motions for the crowd to get louder.
Bones: Look at this guy playing to the crowd. What an arrogant punk.
Pryce: You’re really calling someone arrogant mister “I’m going to win an Emmy”?
Bones: Jealousy makes you nasty Pryce. Don’t worry, after I become a Hollywood big shot you can be my butler or something.
Pryce: Oh boy! You’d really do that for me?! You're an a**hole.
Sparrow: Can we say that on FOX?
Todd leans up against the ropes as “White Knuckles” begins playing. The crowd boos as “The Vulture” Alec Fleming walks out from behind the curtain. He stands at the top of the ramp, looking very smug as he soaks up the crowd’s boos.
[glow=yellow,3,300]We are the disillusioned We've been left wanting more Before every aspiration hits the floor
Hold on for your life All we feel is so far from alive The damned are done believing The cursed can dream no more So hold on for your life Because only the strong survive[/glow]
Bones: Now here is a man to admire! The face of RoR is right here in front of us!
Sparrow: As always you’re entitled to your opinion.
Winstone: And his opponent, from Cleveland, Ohio being accompanied to the ring by Rachel…he is the Vulture…AAAAAAALEC FLLLLLLLLLLLEMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMING!
Alec climbs the ring steps and looks around the Penitentiary. He climbs into the ring, but climbs halfway back out of it as Tellanski has to be held back by the ref.
Sparrow: Tellanski fired up! I like it!
Pryce: Well it’s no secret that these two have a history. They had their wars back in Antonio Perez’s Revolution Wrestling, and they’re looking to pick up where they left off.
Bones: Antonio who?
Pryce: Antonio Per…
Bones: Cares?
Tellanski is still trying to get at Fleming when all of the sudden “Take This Life” by In Flames begins playing.
[glow=yellow,3,300]It's not so much the pain It's more the actual knife Pretending, the picture is perfect I cut myself to sleep I close my eyes for a second And meet a fragile soul I scream to hide that I'm lonely The echo calls my name[/glow]
All of the sudden a young tattooed woman with a Mohawk walks out onto the stage, followed by a very large man. The man is also very heavily tattooed and has a Mohawk of his own. He’s carrying a steel chair, which he proceeds to unfold and set on the stage. He takes a seat, the young lady sitting on his lap, as he stares at the ring very intently.
Pryce: Who is that?
Bones: Don’t you know anything Pryce? That’s Jonathan Webb III! He’s a former World Champion! And that beautiful young lady with him is Katrina Voxx. Get with the program!
Sparrow: I’ve heard of these two. They’ve come to RoR? This can’t be good.
Both Alec and Tellanski are staring at Webb, being very cautious of his presence on the stage. The ref rings the bell and Alec quickly blindsides Todd.
Sparrow: What a cheap shot!
Bones: That’s why they call him the Vulture! Get used to it!
Alec has Todd in the corner, hammering him with hard rights and lefts in the corner. Alec manages to beat Todd all the way down to the mat; hitting him with punches, knees, stomps, the works. The Vulture continues stomping a mud hole in Todd, but the ref pulls him off before Alec gets to the full five count. The ref warns Alec to respect the five count, but Alec just moves past the ref as he glances up the ramp towards Webb.
Pryce: I don’t know what that monster is out here for, but he’s got the Vulture’s attention.
Sparrow: He’s even making me nervous.
Todd has gotten up to one knee, but Alec proceeds to kick him in the side of the head. Alec then drops an elbow, quickly gets into a mount position and pounds Todd’s head with a flurry of punches. He keeps up the attack, Todd able to block some of the blows by covering up. Finally Todd powers out of the situation, shoving Fleming backwards. Both superstars get to their feet. Todd charges and goes for a clothesline, but Fleming is able to duck and connect with a jumping neck breaker. Alec goes for an early cover.
Pryce: 1! …No surprise that Todd kicked out. Don’t know what Fleming was thinking going for a cover that early.
Sparrow: It’s a pretty good strategy Pryce. Fleming probably knew there was no way he’d pin Tellanski there, but he also knew that Todd would have to use some of energy to kick out. It’s all a part of wearing an opponent down.
Bones: Plus, could you imagine what a feather in Fleming’s cap it would be if he were to put Tellanski away early here?
Fleming has begun viciously stomping Tellanski, going around his opponent’s body and hitting every joint Tellanski has. Fleming then puts his boot on Tellanski’s face and looks out into the crowd shouting, “What do you think of your hero now?!” Unfortunately, Fleming’s showboating costs him as Todd grabs his foot. Todd gets Fleming’s foot off of his face and shoves Fleming backwards. Fleming falls as Todd quickly gets to his feet. Once Fleming stands up and gets knocked back down with a clothesline, then another, and another. Fleming is finally able to roll out of the ring, avoiding more of Tellanski’s offense. Fleming kicks the ring steps out of frustration as Tellanski smiles. Todd then briefly turns his attention to Webb and motions him to come to the ring and says, “Come on down and down and get yours.” Webb just gets a cocky/arrogant grin on his face and stays right where he is.
Bones: What an arrogant punk! Tellanski thinks he can take on both Fleming and Webb. Please!
Pryce: It’s no secret that Todd’s a competitor Bones, and Webb really has no business out here anyway!
Fleming climbs up on the apron and motions for the ref to keep Todd back. Todd backs up, giving Fleming some room to get back in the ring. The two men then lock up, both fighting for the upper hand. Fleming is able to make the first move, locking Todd in a side headlock, but Todd quickly whips Alec into the ropes and knocks him down with a should block. Fleming lies on the mat, looking up at Todd with a stunned expression on his face. He slams the mat with his fists and quickly rises to his feet. Todd laughs as Alec challenges him to a test of strength. Todd just says, “Are you being serious right now,” and just shrugs his shoulders. Todd is just about to lock fingers with Fleming, who backs away and signals for a time out. Todd does not look amused as Fleming shakes his hands in an effort to “loosen up”.
Sparrow: Uh…interesting strategy I suppose.
Bones: It is. The Vulture does things on his terms, nobody else’s.
Finally the two men lock up in a test of strength, with Todd quickly and decisively getting the upper hand. Fleming is able to counter with a knee to the midsection. He tries to follow it up with a DDT, but Todd is somehow able to reverse it into a full nelson. Todd’s about to hit a full nelson slam, but Fleming drops out of it and hits a drop toehold and gets Tellanski in a headlock. Todd fights to his feet as Fleming squeezes. Then Todd lifts Fleming into the air and throws him forward. Fleming lands on his feet and turns around, leaving the match a stalemate again as the crowd cheers the competitive match up.
Pryce: These to men are definitely showing why they’re the main attraction tonight! Wait a minute, wait a minute!
What Pryce is talking about is the fact that Webb has now stood up on the stage. He looks like he’s about to head down the ring at any second, but instead picks up the chair and begins heading to the back with Katrina right behind him.
Pryce: Well at least that monster’s out of here.
Bones: Oh he was just scouting some potential future opponents Pryce, nothing wrong with that.
Pryce: Yeah right. He was scouting…sure.
Fleming and Tellanski are back at it, with Todd having the advantage. He’s got the Vulture backed into a corner, hitting him with heavy blows. Todd backs up to the center of the ring, charges at Fleming and connects with a running knee to the face. He keeps a hold of Fleming and lifts him up in a vertical suplex position. He holds the Vulture in the air for about thirty seconds, and then drops him down to the mat. Todd then goes to the corner and leaps up to the top, his back to Fleming. At this point Rachel climbs up on the apron and grabs Todd’s ankle. Todd looks back and her and manages to shove her off him, not enough to hurt her but enough to send her down to the floor. Rachel sits on the ground, looking up at Tellanski in shock. She couldn’t believe that he’d actually put his hands on her! Her look of shock gets even bigger as Todd leaps off the top and connects with the…
Sparrow: Tellanski Bomb!
Pryce: Did you see the height he got on that!?
Bones: Big deal! Did you see what he did to Rachel!? Completely uncalled for! And besides, even I could do that!
Sparrow: Suuuuuuuuure you could. Cover! 1!…2!…And Alec gets the shoulder up!
Alec had managed to kick out of the Tellanski Bomb, but now he had to deal with more Tellanski offense. Todd picks Fleming up, sending a knee to his stomach and putting him in a powerbomb position. Todd lifts Fleming up and is about to complete the powerbomb, but Alec pokes him in the eyes. Fleming takes advantage of a blinded Tellanski by hitting him with a Reverse DDT Backbreaker. As Todd gets back up, Fleming completes the series with a Cutter and quickly goes for the cover.
Bones: 1!…2!…Thr.
Sparrow: Foot on the ropes!
Todd was able to put his foot on the ropes, dashing Fleming’s chances of winning for the time being. Fleming sends the ref a nasty glare, but continues his assault on Tellanski by stomping his head repeatedly. Todd is trying to fight his way up, but Fleming’s stomps keep him down. After repeated stomps Todd is finally able to roll out of the way. Todd gets to his feet, looking to get some of his own offense in, but he gets hits with a Big Boot that knocks him back down to the mat. Fleming follows the Big Boot up with a move he calls the Soaring Vulture! He goes for another cover.
Bones: 1!…2!…Thr…damn it!
Todd is able to kick out, must to the chagrin of a now frustrated Fleming. Fleming furiously stomps on Todd some more and goes for another Soaring Vulture. The move connects, but Fleming doesn’t go for another cover. Instead, Fleming picks Todd up and gets him in a powerbomb position. He makes a motion that says Todd is finished, but gets shocked by an Alabama Slam!
Pryce: Alabama Slam! Out of pure instinct and desperation Todd hit the Alabama Slam!
Sparrow: But can Todd capitalize?! Both wrestlers are down!
The ref begins his count. 1…2…3…4…5…both men begin to stir at 6…7…Todd gets to his feet just before 8, Fleming just before 9. Fleming turns around and Todd charges. Fleming was smart and pulls the ref right into harms way of Todd’s running shoulder block. The ref is knocked totally loopy and Fleming takes a wild swing at Todd. Todd ducks, and then lifts his longtime adversary in the Gorilla Press position. Then Todd drops Alec down to his shoulder into a position that Alec has become familiar with over the years.
Bones: No! Not the Running Powerslam! No! No! N…yes he got out! Confusio…ahhhhh no!
Sparrow: Yes! It’s the T-Lock! Tellanski has the T-Lock synched in! The Vulture’s done Bones! Done!
Fleming had managed to wiggle out of Running Powerslam, he even managed to set up for his finisher that he calls the Confusion, but Todd was able to counter that and quickly lock in his version of the Gogoplata that he calls the T-Lock. Fleming is now squirming as much as he can in hopes of getting out of the hold, but Todd has the grip of a pitbull. A new ref comes sliding into the ring. Fleming now squirms even more, knowing that if he taps now that there’s a ref there to ring the bell, but eventually he stops. He’s not unconscious, merely fighting through the pain and getting his body into a position where Todd’s shoulders get down on the mat. The second ref is in position to see Fleming’s hand hit the mat if that happens, but the first ref has enough sense to start counting Todd’s shoulder’s down.
Bones: Yes! 1!…2!…3!!!
Pryce *at the same time Bones says “3!!!”*: Fleming taps!
Sparrow: So…who wins?
Fleming had tapped out, but Todd’s shoulders had also been counted for the three. The crowd cheers as the second referee raises Todd’s hand, but boos as the first ref comes over and pushes Todd’s hand down. Their boos get even louder as the first ref raises Alec’s hand in victory. The two refs begin arguing with each other, each raising one of the superstar’s hands. Alec, Rachel, and Todd get involved in the argument, with Rachel and Alec yelling at Todd and vice versa. Eventually the situation breaks down into a shoving match between Alec and Todd. The refs manage to not let the fight pick up where it left off by keeping the two men separated. The refs are still arguing back and forth with each other as they try to keep Todd and Alec apart. The crowd cheers as Harvey McCutchins comes down the ramp and climbs in the ring. He talks the situation over with the refs, trying to figure out what’s going on. This goes nowhere as the refs continue to disagree, each one insisting that they made the right call. Todd and Alec and Rachel are sent to separate corners of the ring as the refs and Harvey leave the ring. The refs head over to the announce table with the CEO to look at the monitors and try to get some clarity on the situation.
Pryce: Ladies and gentlemen, we have to take a quick break. Don’t go anywhere; we’ll have this sorted out when we come back!
As Voltage returns from the commercial break, the refs appear to have sorted things out. They explain the situation to Harvey, who is nodding in approval. Harvey then heads over to Morrigan and whispers something to her. She then lifts the mic to her lips.
Winstone: The winner of the match…by submission TODD TELLAAAAAAAAAANSKI!
The crowd cheers as Fleming looks shocked. Todd raises his arms up in victory.
Pryce: Big win for Tellanski on our first night!
Bones: Big win!? Fleming clearly won! The Vulture was robbed!
Sparrow: Here’s what the refs and Mr. McCutchins saw.
A replay is shown. Alec clearly has Todd’s shoulders down, but the Vulture’s plan backfires as he prematurely tapped before the three. Alec blindsides Tellanski, which proves to be a mistake as Tellanski is able to fight back. Alec takes a swing at Todd, who blocks and lands a hard uppercut. Todd then gets Fleming into a fireman’s carry position, carries him over to a corner, and climbs up to the second turnbuckle.
Bones: Oh this isn’t right! The match is over! He match is over! No! No!
Pryce: Oh he can and he did! The Vulture has been planted with the Tuck and Roll!
Half the crowd cheers and the other half boo. Part of the cheers are for what Todd just did to Alec; the boos and other cheers for Matt Ward sprinting down the ramp! Todd is standing over a fallen Fleming when Ward hits him from behind. Ward then starts beating Tellanski down, tossing him out of the ring. He follows him out, slams Todd’s head against the announce table. He then lifts Todd up and sends him through the announce table with a Rukus Vendetta, which causes loud boos from everyone in attendance. Ward stares at a fallen Tellanski, very proud of his work, and then turns his attention to a weak Fleming. Ward climbs in the ring. He hits Fleming with a few hard shots and hoists him up onto his shoulders. It looks like Fleming is about to get his Rukus Vendetta…but Fleming slides out and hits the Confusion! The crowd cheers at the destruction all around the RoR Penitentiary.
Bones: Look at this! We’ve got bodies everywhere out here!
Sparrow: This is nuts!
Pryce: This was only our debut guys! Can you imagine what next week will be like?! You don’t wanna miss it folks!
Sparrow: Ladies and gents we are outta here!
Voltage leaves the air with “White Knuckles” playing and Fleming, Tellanski, and Ward all lying motionless.
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