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Warrior Games: March 30th 2013

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Warrior Games: March 30th 2013

Post by Brenton Cyrus on April 9th 2013, 11:54 am

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The Pay Per View Event begins showing a war torn area stretching as far as the shot will show. It’s easy to see a city once stood tall and proud in its place, but now the only remaining sign that civilization had been in the area is the Space Needle sticking partially up out of the destruction. The Battlefield stretches across the once major city, now covered in a wake of chaos.


“The two most powerful warriors are patience and time.”


-Voice of Russell Crowe

Damien Kingston emerges over the horizon, the red sky shown hanging over him in the backdrop as he lowers down and begins to sift through some of the wreckage. He uncovers something and pulls it from the ground dusting off the Respect of Wrestling championship holding it in his hands.


The shot fades into the now decaying city. On a brick wall written in red spray paint reads a grafitti MAFIA logo. From down a dark alley way Anthony King steps out staring into the middle of the vacant street at London Carter, several cars flipped over around him. They start to move toward each other but stop at the sound of a tank rumbling and quaking the area. They look to see Parker Wayde make his way down the street, his face painted camouflage. He steps between the two men then looks to his left at London Carter, then to his right at Anthony King. Both men make an M with their hands holding up the MAFIA logo as Parker Wayde continues down the street staring toward the top of the mountain, desire in his eyes.


Victorious warriors win first and then go to war, while defeated warriors go to war first and then seek to win.


-Voice of Sylvester Stallone
Johnny Stylez stares at a crumbling picture in his hands of himself with the World Heavyweight Championship. He peers around the corner to see Dan Alexander cautiously making his way down the street with a baseball bat in hand.

Johnny Stylez

HERES JOHNNY!


Dan Alexander looks at Johnny Stylez as he makes his way out running across the street.


Johnny Stylez

CATCH ME IF YOU CAN YOU FUCKING MEXICAN!

Dan Alexander chases Johnny Stylez swinging the basball bat wildly as he gets close. They run down what used to be Pikes Place Market. Johnny Stylez turns the corner and Dan Alexander follows along only to be slapped across the face by an old fish knocking him down. Johnny Stylez drops the fish on him and laughs as he was able to lure him into a trap.

The Warrior Games movie opening continues as it fades in on the sound of a motorcycle blazing down the highway avoiding massive cracks in the road as well as cars left behind. The shot moves from the point of view of the motorcycle and falls behind to reveal Aaron O’Shea on a custom Irish Pride Chopper moving at top speed. He looks at a sign as he passes.


[1 Mile to Hell]


He smirks as he continues on. Fire begins to explode from the road sides as he gets closer and closer. The road signs continue to move by, now as warning signs.


[The Sins of the Past Come Back to Haunt]


A hooded figure holding a scythe stands behind the warning sign and erupts into flames as the chopper passes. The evil and demonic laughter of Crimson Skull is heard echoing throughout replacing the sound of the wind, nearly covering the sound of the chopper.


[For they All Will Fear the Reaper]

Aaron O’Shea has to swerve as now the hooded reaper stands in the center of the highway playing a risky game of chicken with with the chopper.


[Now Entering Hell]

The reaper moves following after the chopper. He swings his scythe and manages the knock the helmet off the head of Aaron O’Shea.


[Dead End]


The reaper moves ahead and turns around in front of the gates to hell motioning with his arms to send them opening, releasing hell fire as he does. The reaper rips his robe off to reveal Crimson Skull shaking his head menacingly, a partial smile forming on his evil face. Aaron O’Shea stands up on the seat of the chopper moving at top speed as he now surfs on it down the highway moving closer. He leaps from it to tackle Crimson Skull back into hell, the chopper vanishing into the flames followed by the two Warriors.

The gates of hell slam shut.


The shot fades back from the gates of hell then moves up above the gate where a building, one of the only left standing, remains tall made of glass that reflects the outer destruction back at itself. The shot continues to move up and up until it finally reaches the top to reveal the Matthews Enterprises logo.

At the foot of the building Hostyle Jones stands staring up his head wrapped in a bandana that reads “Ape Shit Army” on it.

Hostyle Jones

READY! AIM! FIRE THAT SHIT!


In the distance members of the Ape Shit army let off their catapults sending shit flying through the air toward the ME empire. The shit goes flying by missing on both sides as the building remains shimmering and shining. Hostyle Jones stares up scratching his head. He turns around and takes a step only to fall down a hole, the sewer cap moved over to the side. Chuck Matthews stands atop the building with a smirk on his face, his shadow cast onto the roof of the building behind him. On his chest is a your name here sticker that reads:


“Chuck Matthews: Matthews Enterprises: “Now it all belongs to ME!””

Chuck Matthews

It’s good to be me!

The shadow sits up, then it stands as the darkness washes away. Chuck Matthews turns around and goes face to face with himself. His head tilts to the side and one of his eyebrows raises. On his chest is a your name here sticker that reads:


“Michael Harris: Untouchable One: SHOVE IT!”


Chuck Matthews looks up from the name tag and gets shoved by Michael Harris over the edge of the building. He’s able to grab his wrists though and pull him off. The two men plummet down grabbing at each others throats as they twist and turn through the air. They break apart and crash down into the street below on both sides of the drainage hole, the sewer cap bouncing a bit from the impact of both men landing.

The name tags continue to fall from mid building level twirling around on their way down. Both men, nearly identical lay sprawled out broken from the devastating fall. A close up shows one of their arms starting to move. As the shot zooms out one of the men start to sit up, then stand looking at the other still laid out.

Hostyle Jones emerges from the hole looking at the laid out man, then at the boot of the last man standing getting placed into his face to send him back down below. He moves the sewer cap over to fill the hole then smirks a bit as he looks to the left down the vacant road into the unknown, then to the right at the still standing powerful Matthews Enterprises building.

He holds his hand up and catches a name tag bringing it to his chest, covering it with his hand as the shot fades away to black.


Each Warrior wants to leave the mark of his will, his signature, on important acts he touches. This is not the voice of ego but of the human spirit, rising up and declaring that it has something to contribute to the solution of the hardest problems, no matter how vexing!


-Voice of Jason Statham

RIDICULE tattooed on the back of Nick Ridicule is shown zooming away from it until he’s shown completely standing on the top of the tilted space needle looking out into the distance. His red mohawk stands as tall as he does as the shot moves around him to show his face. His eyes blink and open to reveal his left eye is red while his other eye remains normal. The shot moves down to show a slight smirk to the right before revealing a faded scar over his throat on the left side.

It continues down showing his arms, the right with a skull at the top spewing out a waterfall with a Koi Fish working its way up. His right arm has hands in prayer form with a tagline underneath reading: “For my sins.” His forearm shows a woman on one side and a pirate ship on the other. His stomach is shown with the Tibetan prayer mantra across, the jewel in the lotos underneath it. Finally the shot shows the blood for blood skulls on his calfs before moving below his feet to the top of the space needle now diagonal. A message left behind, still fresh.


“ROBBIE WAS HERE! WHERE WAS RIDICULE?”


The shot moves to HeARTLESS tatted across the back of the man himself. The brand new No Limit Wrestling Federation Championship is suddenly thrown over it hanging from his shoulder down his back. The World Crowned tag team title comes over the other shoulder and hangs down his back parallel to the other. Robbie Hart hair stands as tall and proud as he does, a bandana tied in the back of his head as the shot starts to move around him.

His face is shown, fire in his eyes as he stares focused on Nick Ridicule. The front of the bandana reads “NLWF CHAMP” and the shot begins to move down. His sideburns are shaped like arrows pointing down as is his chin fuzz.

Various tattoos are shown on his arms. His right arm reveals his journey to the NLWF Championship tatted up his arm displaying various logos and symbols with a Warrior Games highway road sign at the top of his arm. His left arm has a Decepticon logo moving up to the Vegas 702 area code. His stomach is shown, “Almost Famous” an Anarchy A and a homeless man with a sign that reads “keeps your coins, I want change.” is shown leading up to an angel at his solar plexus area with clouds moving up his chest. The shot moves down below him where it reveals he’s standing on a billboard sign left behind advertising NLWF.


“WARRIOR GAMES: HART vs. RIDICULE”

It shows both mens faces on it but not facing off, instead looking in opposite directions, back to back.


Robbie Hart

RIDICULE! RIDICULE!

The shot moves to Nick Ridicule as he stands at the base of the fallen Space Needle, the voice of his half brother carrying throughout the wasteland of the city. He follows moving toward the original NLWF Championship conveniently placed in front of a dark alleyway. He grabs the belt and lifts it before moving down the alley looking around. Posters, articles, all kinds of different reminders of the accolades of Nick Ridicule line the walls of the alleyway as he makes his way through. He reaches the end, where a door awaits him, the modern NLWF Championship hanging from the handle. He reaches out to grab the belt, then grabs the handle and opens the door sending a piercing bright white light to fade the shot to the other side of the building.


Robbie Hart approaches the building with his titles still draped over his back. He opens the door and enters the building on the opposite side of Nick Ridicule. He looks around as he’s entered a house of mirrors, his reflection surrounding him. He makes his way through, different sides of himself all around before he stops at the sight of Nick Ridicule.

Nick Ridicule moves through the house of mirrors looking around, moving slowly as he’s forced to look at himself. He drops the NLWF titles and continues through the maze of mirrors.

Robbie Hart approaches the NLWF title belts left behind by Nick Ridicule and he looks around as he’s once again surrounded by only himself.

Robbie Hart backs up, as does Nick Ridicule as both men suddenly become surrounded by the reflection of the other, not knowing which is real and which is just a mirror. They both stop back to back ahead of them an army of the other until all the glass shatters sending everything to black.


Those who consider the Devil to be a partisan of Evil and angels to be warriors for Good accept the demagogy of the angels. Things are clearly more complicated.

-Voice of Morgan Freeman

Brenton Cyrus stands watching a war between angels and demons in the field below, the World Heavyweight Wrestling Championship on his shoulder. He turns to Alison Williams holding their daughter, then he kisses them both on their cheeks. He drops down to a knee and looks at his son kissing him on his forehead before he stands be begins on his way toward the battle. He pulls the Sword of Fire from its case and swings it sending it ripping through a demon.

The shot switches to Psycho who is watching the war from the shadows. A voice begins to speak to him from behind, whispering into his ear even though no one is there.


“Why should he get everything he wants? He stole the World Championship from you, he’s done everything he can to prevent the Reign of Chaos. Why is it you respect him, nothing more than a man, a myth, a legend?”


Psycho continues to watch the war not taking his eyes off of Brenton Cyrus as he continues to slaughter through the demon following. Psycho pulls a sword out and holds it down in his right hand.

“He has all the things that you deserve, while you suffer and are forced to stand back and follow his era of.. Respect. You are the champion of this World. You are the greatest and most destructive being that have ever existed.”

Psycho reaches with his other hand to pull out another sword so that he’s carrying duel blades. A bitter looks graces his face as he takes a single step forward.


“That’s right. You must what you are. Embrace the Reign of Chaos the way that it has embraced you!”


The point of a horn suddenly emerges from out of the corner of the forehead of Psycho, followed by one coming out of the other side of his head. His skin begins to heat up turning red until he is entirely painted.


“Psycho, The Devil in the flesh!”


Psycho nods his head as he accepts the transformation. He begins to move forward with his swords held out down at his sides. He closes his eyes as he moves toward the center of the battlefield as wars wage around him. Psycho is able to make it to center field untouched. His eyes shoot open, now a burning red. He jolts forward and impales an angel. He rips and removes his swords and manages to stab two other angels behind him as he thrusts them back.


■■Brenton Cyrus■■
PSYCHO!!

Brenton Cyrus stands across the field starring through the war at Psycho as he rises back to his feet to lock eyes with him.


Psycho
CYRUS!!

Brenton Cyrus runs and slashes a demon with the sword of fire, sending him bursting into flames o his way back to hell. Psycho makes his way running toward Brenton Cyrus. He runs and jumps off the back of a crouched demon and comes down with both swords held overhead. He comes down and Brenton Cyrus is able to block the swords with the sword of fire.


A circle of fire surrounds the two of them as they duel having an epic sword fight. They run moving in on each other and the both of them attempt a shot. The sound of a sword ripping through flesh is heard and both men stare at each other with a look of shock on their face. The shot fades to black and the sounds of one of them dropping to the ground follows.

Women can break down barriers to opportunity, and men, many of them reluctantly, have learned to relate to women as their equals in thought and action. But except for an eccentric few, women do not want to become warriors.


-Voice of Denzel Washington

Brooklyn Carter stands atop the CN Tower in Toronto, Canada at the very edge. She stares off at the city then peers over her shoulder at the coming war. She looks down into her hands at the Dave Zombie mask. Behind her James Shark steps out onto CN Tower and begins moving toward her.

The two embrace at the edge. Brooklyn Carter drops the Dave Zombie mask and it slowly free falls from the top of the CN Tower. James Shark drops the Undisputed Championship down at their feet and they begin to kiss. Brooklyn Carter smirks as she holds the Womens World Title behind her back. They stop kissing and James Shark keeps his arm around Brooklyn Carter as they look out at the city once more, before the inevitable destruction that comes with the war.




Live from the NLWF All Canada Arena
Toronto, Ontario, Canada


The stage is made to look as the Warrior Games logo helmet looks over the entrance tunnel. The fans in the arena are booing as the show begins the lights shining bright over the ring.


Tommy Cornell: Welcome to Warrior Games! This is the big show! This is the show that culminates the era that brought back the Federation we’ve all desperately been begging to come back!

John Greed: It has been one of the greatest and wildest eras in NLWF history, the last six months, this the ninth pay per view event!

Tommy Cornell: We wondered if a pay per view only schedule would be able to succeed in this sport, NLWF has shown it’s the best way to do things!

John Greed: We’ve seen many stars evolve fast, while stars from the past have either found their groove or chickened out.

Tommy Cornell: The best part has been the big time match ups! Plus those big time match ups getting the hype and build you can’t get anywhere else!

John Greed: NLWF has killed it when it comes to pay per view buyrates and attendances for these pay per view events! Tonight feels like a celebration of that amazing success!

Tommy Cornell: It is amazing to consider, NLWF now is doing better than it ever has. I suppose distance really does make the heart grow fonder.

John Greed: That opening video was epic, tonight is epic, these fans and this land is god forsaken, but hey, we’re here anyway!

Damien Kingston
Canada, stop your booing, your bellyaching, your whining. Just stop.

Damien Kingston emerges from the Warrior Games stage pushing past the curtain.


Damien Kingston
Everyone knows this event should have been in New York! But that’s alright, because Brenton Cyrus and all of NLWF learned what a mistake it is to bring the product to this, Americas hat!

The Canada fans continue to boo as Damien Kingston begins his way down to the ring.


Damien Kingston
But that’s fine. Tonight, I will become champion of Respect, King of the Throne I will become the World Heavyweight Champion, and at One World Nation in New York, home of yours truly, The Man of Liberty, I will be the face of this brand new era of NLWF!

Tommy Cornell: Hard to argue with the Man of Liberty, the guy has been one of the most talked about signings in NLWF throughout the month of March!

John Greed: He’s a man who came into the Federation with a chip on his shoulder, having been screwed over throughout pretty much his entire career!

Damien Kingston continues to the ring and stomps up the ring steps moving to the apron. He stares into the ring at Mitch Mcclure with the Respect of Wrestling Title on his shoulder.


Damien Kingston
I am what NLWF has been looking for, NLWF is what I have been searching for! I am undefeated and about to become champion of my own division and it is all because I stopped giving a damn what you put think about me!

Tommy Cornell: He won three matches at Dangerous by Design in Australia, he’s been chasing this match with Mitch Mcclure since he arrived in the Federation.

John Greed: Now he’s got it at one of the biggest events of the year!

Damien Kingston enters the ring and moves to the center as the respect referee tries to get him to his corner to start the contest.


Damien Kingston
I saved you several times Mitch Mcclure, just so that I could personally be the man to break you! You’ve gotten opportunity, after opportunity, chance to become World Champion on several occasions, main event in your homeland of Australia! You’ve gotten the NLWF push to the moon and you are not more deserving than I!

Tommy Cornell: He makes a great point, Mitch Mcclure has gotten every chance in the world, was even handed that Respect title with the opportunity of leading the brand new division.

John Greed: Kingston wants to take all of that for himself while he breaks him in the process!

Damien Kingston
I really hope you enjoyed your time fighting Cyrus, Psycho, competing in tournaments, because your time is up! It’s my turn to fight against the greats and unlike you I will shine my brightest against them, because I am a great! Walking down to this ring, I already beat you! I know you’re a do your talking in the ring kind of guy though, so that’s why I’ll beat you here too! I’m calling my shot, FIRST ROUND FINISH AND NEW CHAMPION OF RESPECT!

Tommy Cornell: He’s right, Mitch Mcclure has always been the type to do his talking in the ring.

John Greed: True, but look at him. It just looks like Kingston has already beaten and discouraged the champion!

The respect referee takes the Respect of Wrestling Championship and brings both men to the center of the ring to go over a rundown of the rules. Damien Kingston with a confident smile on his face stares at Mitch Mcclure who looks down. The respect referee orders the pre match handshake and Mitch Mcclure extends his hand. Damien Kingston stares at the hand of Mitch Mcclure and he places on arm behind his back. He spits into his hand then shakes hands with the champion before backing away to his corner.


Tommy Cornell: Mandatory handshake, Kingston was reluctant.

John Greed: Still managed to do the handshake in a disrespectful manner.

The respect referee calls for the bell.



Respect of Wrestling Championship

Mitch Mcclure
[vs]
Damien Kingston

[Ding Ding]

-ROUND 1-
[10:00]


Damien Kingston steps out of the corner with his hands up pawed out, his stance low and wide. Mitch Mcclure runs across the ring and shoots in full force on him. Damien Kingston connects a perfectly timed and placed knee lift connect to the solar plexus, then chin of Mitch Mcclure as he sprawls out. Damien Kingston stands up and motions for Mitch Mcclure to get off the mat where he’s faceplanted.

Tommy Cornell: Kingston avoids the powerful takedown of Mcclure with ease, landing as well as he counters.

John Greed: Made it look easy and casual, he fights from the southpaw stance so his attacks are coming from different angles!

Damien Kingston connects a calf kick on Mitch Mcclure as he stands up following up with a spinning back fist that smashes him across his face as he attempts another shot. Mitch Mcclure goes to the ropes staggered and bounces back to take a yakuza kick across the face, followed by a one leg drop kick that drops them both in the center of the ring.


Tommy Cornell: No closed fists, so Kingston utilizing those kicks to perfection.

John Greed: Not only that, but he lands several, he’s not just going for one at a time.

Damien Kingston circles casually using his footwork as he moves in with several left hand slaps to the face following up as he steps in with a forearm strike that lands across his jaw sending him into the corner. Damien Kingston moves in swiftly with a roaring elbow then he sets him up for a piledriver stepping up to the middle turnbuckle with him. The respect referee holds up a red card and starts to warn Damien Kingston.


Tommy Cornell: A martinete is declared an automatic disqualification!

John Greed: He wants to spike him off the top of his head though!

Damien Kingston looks up at the clock.


[7:50]

Damien Kingston powers Mitch Mcclure up for a powerbomb and drops down from the middle turnbuckle dropping him down into a backbreaker. Damien Kingston lifts Mitch Mcclure up for another powerbomb and begins to spin around with him.


Tommy Cornell: Heres that spiral bomb that discombobulates and leaves you laid out!

John Greed: He’s spinning wildly with him!

Damien Kingston jumps and drives Mitch Mcclure down into the center of the ring bouncing back to his feet from the impact. He moves to the corner and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Damien Kingston leaps with a frog splash and comes down across the face and chest of Mitch Mcclure, covering him for a pinfall.


-1-2-3-

The respect referee calls for the bell.


[Ding Ding]

Tommy Cornell: We’ve got a new champion to start off the show!

John Greed: Not a new champion, the first true champion of Respect! The Man of Liberty has taken gold already and will bring it into the new era with a title match waiting for him at King of the Throne!

Damien Kingston has his hand raised and he is given the Respect of Wrestling championship. He places the title on his shoulder with the same confident smile on his face he had before the match.

Tommy Cornell: Damien Kingston did in three minutes what Psycho and Brenton Cyrus weren’t able to do in a couple of months!

John Greed: The month of March is the month of the Man of Liberty! He’s ready to defend against the new up and comers in NLWF, while also competing against the very best!

WINNER AND NEW RESPECT OF WRESTLING CHAMPION: DAMIEN KINGSTON via Pinfall 3:03 into Round 1.

Damien Kingston watches as Mitch Mcclure stands up extending his hand.


Tommy Cornell: Pre match and post match handshake as a show of respect for you opponent, the match, the chance to fight in front of so many people!

John Greed: But Kingston dominated, can he really respect a man who presented no challenge to him at all?

Damien Kingston slaps Mitch Mcclure across his face, then he grabs him by the back of his head and throws him from the ring. Damien Kingston soaks in the roars of boos from the crowd as he lifts the Respect of Wrestling Championship in both hands.


Tommy Cornell: He’s going to be fined for that, no post match hand shake and a sneak attack!

John Greed: He’s got no respect for Mitch Mcclure and as champion he should have the right to do exactly what he just did!

Damien Kingston raises his hand into the air and an old school boxing style microphone is lower from the rafters into his hand. A single spotlight hits him as he does the Man of Liberty pose holding the microphone up with his left hand, his right fist over his heart. He slowly brings the microphone over his mouth.


Damien Kingston
Here is your winner, THE RESPECT CHAMPION OF WRESTLING, THE MAN OF LIBERTY, THE ONE WHO WILL ON HIS OWN LEAD A REVOLUTION OF RESPECT, DAMIEN KINGSTON! King of the Throne is next, that throne belongs to Kingston!

Warrior Games moves from the ring to the backstage area where Brenton Cyrus is rushing around, a sense of panic filling the scene. He stops and places his face in his hands, then turns around as someone reaches out to grab his shoulder. Brenton Cyrus and Chuck Matthews go face to face. The boos from the crowd echo from the arena through the halls.


Chuck Matthews
Everything alright?

■■Brenton Cyrus■■
Oh yeah, everything is fine and dandy, peachy keen... Alright, no. HBO has taken the end of our contract harsh and trashed us in their advertising of the event.. The fans didn’t know when the show was, the roster is late, some early. It’s been chaos this entire week, all day, but everything is going good enough right now.

Chuck Matthews
Look at it this way, following tonight you’ll be with ME! The most reliable pay per view broadcaster NLWF has ever had. Then once Kash Inc. fails to deliver on a No Limit network, I’m sure we can work out another arrangement.

■■Brenton Cyrus■■
Listen, even when Kash Inc. funds a No Limit network, I’ll still want to keep this partnership going.

Chuck Matthews
Lets just take it one step at a time, shall we? You said things in the Federation were different now, you mentioned something about respect, and I’m just not seeing it.

■■Brenton Cyrus■■
Don’t worry about it, I’ve only begun to bring the best back. The next era will be one to remember and our deal will only benefit both companies. I need to handle business and get ready for my match, we’ll talk later.

Brenton Cyrus walks away. Chuck Matthews turns around and approaches James Shark as he’s shadow boxing. He stops as he notices Chuck Matthews.


Chuck Matthews
Undisputed Champion! Feels like just yesterday I was winning that belt in a triple cage that had you in it.

James Shark
Wasn’t that the Universal title? In my rookie months?

Chuck Matthews
Yeah, whatever. I saw that you signed on with Kash Inc. What happened with the deal ME sent you?

James Shark
I got a lot going on right now, you really wanna talk business?

Chuck Matthews
It doesn’t matter. I’m just wondering when the great black Shark stopped being a man of his word. You made a verbal agreement to sign with ME, you accepted a match against me but wont set a date, I’m just starting to question whether or not you’re losing your edge.

James Shark
I’m the best in the entire world inside the ring and out for the last two and a half years! I’m the Undisputed champion, not an undisputed chump who couldn’t hold on to this belt to save his life! I’m leaving behind the Shark legacy on everything and i’m making it look so easy! Yeah, I signed with Kash Inc. and I’ve been regretting it since Battle Lines! I’ve got this trillion dollar princess bitch all over my dick!

James Shark grabs the Undisputed Championship and puts it over his shoulder. He looks past Chuck Matthews who stares directly at him.


James Shark
You want me to be a man of my word? Then listen to this, I’ll never fight for Insurgency again. I’ll never be a part of that place that only used me and treated like garbage! A year they had a chance to offer me a spot in the Hall of Fame and instead they put in people who didn’t do shit for that place, that hellhole! So you want our match? We do it here in the NLWF. I’ll let you choose the place where you want to get knocked out! Tonight tho? I’ve got a main event i’ve earned!

James Shark steps off leaving Chuck Matthews with a partial smirk on his face as he nods his head.

Chuck Matthews
So this is respect in NLWF?

Chuck Matthews picks up a plaque with his picture on it for the Hall of Immortals. He sneers as he stares at it then puts it back down as the shot cuts back to the ringside area.


Tommy Cornell: DAMN IT! Where is the respect for Chuck Matthews!? Do these idiots want to chase him out of the NLWF!?

John Greed: Calm down Tommy, it’s just a stressful time of year. A huge era shift in the NLWF, this is the third pay per view event in the month of march, everyone is on the verge of chaos as anarchy, hopefully, comes to an end.

Inside the ring London Carter and Anthony King stand across from each other, a steel cage starting to lower down from the rafters. Parker makes his way out and rushes down to the ring entering. He waves his arms and the cage stops halfway down. Parker takes a microphone then walks over the cameraman and takes the camera from him as he steps between London Carter and Anthony King.


Tommy Cornell: This is suppose to be a Barbwire Massacre match, a grudge match that’s been months in the making.

John Greed: Parker has hijacked a camera, a microphone and this match. He’s also jacked himself up, he’s huge!

Tommy Cornell: He had to bulk up in order to carry all that talent he has!

John Greed: Talent he has yet to back up in the Federation, even though he claimed he would win all three major title this year!

Parker
Parker has arrived!

“PARKER EH!” “PARKER EH!” “PARKER EH!”

Tommy Cornell: Are they saying Parker Wayde or Parker Eh cause they are Canadian?

John Greed: Who cares, I hate this topsy turvy place!

Parker
Parker wants the two of you to look at each other! King was able to win a car, win the NLWF title at the same time as he held the Undisputed title! He did that as a member of MAFIA! Parker was a member of MAFIA for one night and it was the best night in this Federation so far!

Tommy Cornell: Is Parker playing peacekeeper?

John Greed: Though it drove the entire roster into a frenzy, like it or not, Mafia dominated Battle Lines!

Parker points the camera toward Anthony King.


Parker
King you let your ego tear you and MAFIA apart and it cost you everything! You lost to Shark, you lost to Ridicule, you had your time and missed your shot! Now you can help London here, you can support Parker and his rise to greatness, we can continue what MAFIA was able to start at Battle Lines when the show was stolen!

Parker turns the camera to the middle of the ring and holds out his hand with the microphone making an M with his fingers. London Carter puts his hand in the middle doing the Mafia M with his hand as well. The camera lifts to show Anthony King as he slowly forms an M with his hand and puts it in the middle to knuckle bump London Carter.


Parker
Now get out of the ring because Parker has business to take care of real quick!

Anthony King and London Carter shake hands and make their way out of the ring. Parker faces the camera to show the crowd cheering for him. He moves the camera to show the entrance ramp where Sean Williams and Justin Pilgrim make their way to the ring.


Parker
That’s right, come on down. This is exactly what Parker had intended to happen.

Sean Williams and Justin Pilgrim stop on the outside of the ring.


Parker
Parker is going to give you both a chance of a lifetime! Parker has seen how much hype people get when they win several matches in one night. Parker wants a spot at King of the Throne! So how about you boys step to Parker and we throw down!

Parker hands the camera off to the cameraman who takes his position. Sean Williams slides into the ring and the referee calls for the bell.





Sean Williams [vs] Parker


[Ding Ding]

Sean Williams runs into a huge spinebuster down into the center of the ring from Parker.


Parker

You’re not going to shake hands with Parker?

Parker grabs the hand of Sean Williams squeezing it tight as he pulls him back up to his feet into a big clothesline across the face dropping him again. Parker pulls him up by his hand once again, this time pulling him in for a suplex, lifting him high above. Parker drops Sean Williams down into a shoulderbreaker bouncing him into a tombstone sitout piledriver.


Tommy Cornell: Parkers Wake into Instant Impact!

John Greed: wow, Parker is looking devastating since he was overlooked at Battle Lines!

Parker pins Sean Williams.


-1-2-3-

[Ding Ding]

Tommy Cornell: When Parker hits Instant Impact, you can count to infinity and aint nobody gonna kick out of that!

John Greed: After seeing that, Pilgrim should just run for his life!

Parker slaps Sean Williams to the back of his head as he shoves him sending him rolling out of the ring. Justin Pilgrim hurries to the top turnbuckle stalking Parker as he stands. Justin Pilgrim leaps with a cross body only to be caught be Parker, thrown up into a powerbomb and brought down into the mat sending him rolling over himself.


Parker

I thought this was Respect for Parker era? Where is the respect Parker deserves?

The referee shrugs at Parker and calls for the bell.





Parker [vs] Justin Pilgrim


[Ding Ding]

Parker drops down with a knee and puts Justin Pilgrim in a front facelock. Parker elevates and comes down with another knee into the head of Justin Pilgrim. Parker lifts him off the mat delivering two more knees to his face before sprawling out again taking him to the mat. Parker flips over and manages a bridge facelock on Justin Pilgrim bending and contorting him backwards until the pain becomes too much and he taps out vigorously.


Tommy Cornell: JTO BITCH! Just TAP OUT!

John Greed: When Parker wants you broken, Parker will break you!

[Ding Ding]

Parker releases the hold and sits up. He gets to his feet and picks up his microphone.


Parker

Parker isn’t even sweating!

Tommy Cornell: Not only that but Parker seems to be getting bigger and stronger and blacker with each victory!

John Greed: and balder! Don’t forget balder!

Parker
Now Parker is supposed to fight a Superbowl loser.. his one win in wrestling came against JimboSlice.. Now for some reason he is fighting Parker in what is suppose to be a major pay per view event?

Patrick Willis makes his way down to the ring in his 49ers Superbowl game gear.


Tommy Cornell: Has he not taken any of that off since they lost?

John Greed: Probably not, the added stench of failure may help him against Parker though!

Patrick Willis enters the ring and Parker just stares at him.


Parker
You’re really wearing that? You’ll need all the protection you can get from Parker!

Parker drops his microphone and the referee calls for the bell.




NLWF versus NFL

Parker [vs] Patrick Willis

[Ding Ding]

Parker shakes his head. Patrick Willis moves in with a shoulderblock but Parker steps out of the way. He grabs the back of his helmet and gives it a shove sending him over the ropes to the ring apron. Patrick Willis stands up and Parker runs at him delivering a shoulderblock of his own that sends him off the apron landing on the middle announcers table.


Tommy Cornell: WHOA!

John Greed: That was a close one!

Parker exits the ring and climbs up to the Spanish announcers table. Patrick Willis stands and turns around to be smashed by another shoulderblock from Parker, sending him falling back, rolling across the international announcers table.


Tommy Cornell: The spanish announcers table can barely stay up just from the bulk of Parker standing on it!

John Greed: Unbreakable announcers tables for the win!

Parker steps across the middle announcers table and connects another shoulderblock on Patrick Willis sending him off the international announcers table crashing into the timekeepers station. Parker stares at him from the international announcers table with a smirk on his face. He drops down from the table and slides into the ring.


Tommy Cornell: Parker showing just how destructive he can be, the thing is he hasn’t been able to break the top ten!

John Greed: Yet, Parker suffers from what most talented athletes suffer from, laziness and self defeat!

Parker slides out of the ring again and grabs Patrick Willis by his face mask pulling him up. Parker sends him rolling into the ring under the bottom rope and he follows him in.


Tommy Cornell: That’ll get you 15 yards in the NFL, here it’ll get him back into the ring to finish this off!

John Greed: Parker is about to win his third in a row tonight, I even heard a rumor he’ll be coming out for payback against Hostyle Jones in the Invite later on!

Parker lifts Patrick Willis to his feet, the he powers him up for a suplex. Parker brings him straight down into a tombstone piledriver bouncing the top of his helmet off the canvass.


Tommy Cornell: Instant Impact!

John Greed: Parker wants a spot at King of the Throne, tonight he’s destroying whoever he has to to get that spot!

Parker pins Patrick Willis.


-1-2-3-

The referee calls for the bell.


[Ding Ding]

Tommy Cornell: Parker has yet to realize just how great, just how dominant he can truly be!

John Greed: Still though, he’s on the verge of being one of the true greats, not there yet.

Parker takes his microphone once again.


Parker

Parker has done more than enough to prove he’s a force to be reckoned with. What does Parker have to do to get the shot he deserves?

Tommy Cornell: King of the Throne does have a lot of open opportunities, I think he should get his shot.

John Greed: Yeah, I would like to see him in the ring with Hostyle Jones again, surrounded by cages, Undisputed title on the line!

Parker

Parker will join the No Limit Invitational if that is what it takes!

Chuck Matthews comes out with his ME microphone.


Chuck Matthews

Parker, calm yourself down. You’re going to get your shot at King of the Throne, but tonight, you are not invited to join the No Limit invitational. I would like to talk to you about a sponsorship deal with Matthews Enterprises, while we’re both present.

The ME security force steps out from the entrance tunnel and passes Chuck Matthews on their way down to the ring.


Chuck Matthews

These guys will escort you back to come see me.

Matthews Enterprises security approaches the ring distracting Parker as Miguel St-Claire slides into the ring behind him.


Tommy Cornell: MSC is here and Adriana is telling him to go for Parker from the crowd!

John Greed: Parker bumped MSC who has been fired up about it since Battle Lines.

Parker is spun around into a left hook from Miguel St-Claire that keeps him spinning around staggering to the ropes. Miguel St-Claire rolls out of the ring and jumps the guardrail to join Adriana Rivera in the crowd. They watch as Parker manages to stay up from the big shot, stopped from pursuing as Matthews Enterprises security enters the ring.


Tommy Cornell: Parker took a warning shot from MSC, he’s going to look to get that one back!

John Greed: The next era of NLWF has already been built to perfection over the course of this return era. I can’t wait to see how things turn out!

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Re: Warrior Games: March 30th 2013

Post by Brenton Cyrus on April 9th 2013, 2:41 pm

Backstage the celebrities who had been invited to previous shows are grouped together a ruckus amongst them. They each try to get a word in edgewise but things just jumble together as if they are being said by Sylvester Stallone.

Morgan Freeman

It is clear why we have been brought here tonight, to fight.

Jason Statham

Then what are we waitin for? Lets get out to that ring and give the fans a bloody show!

Russell Crowe

Oi! Here here!


The celebrities walk past the gorilla position and make their way up the steps to the entrance tunnel leading out of the Warrior Games stage. The fans boo at the sight of the celebrities making their way down to the ring. The ramp starts to shoot out smoke getting the attention of the group. It begins to rain blood on the celebrities as they stand on the ramp.


Tommy Cornell: thefuck is going on?

John Greed: I would say Death-Angel but last I heard he was back in hell!

Part of the ramp is shoved off to the side and Blood emerges grabbing the legs of Denzel Washington and Morgan Freeman tripping them down. Blood steps out onto the ram delivering a boot to the face of Sylvester Stallone.


Tommy Cornell: His face no sold the impact from that boot, because his face looks like he’s being kicked normally.

John Greed: I think he may have managed to improve his feature.

Blood connects an uppercut on Russell Crowe and is attacked by Jason Statham who gets sent back with a headbutt. Blood clotheslines Jason Statham against the ring apron then rolls him in. Blood grabs Russell Crowe and tosses him into the ring as well.


Tommy Cornell: I think we now know who invited all these celebrities, it was Blood!

John Greed: Last we saw Blood he watched his friends become a block of cement and he was thrown into a dumpster and lit on fire by Ridicule!

Blood grabs Sylvester Stallone delivering a chop across his chest to stand him upright before he rolls him into the ring. Blood grabs Denzel Washington and Morgan Freeman lifting them by the back of their necks as he escorts them toward the ring. Blood clunks their heads together before he rolls them inside the ring.

Tommy Cornell: Blood is going to have some fun here tonight!

John Greed: The Federation has a one man horror story on the loose and he’s out for Blood!

The referee calls for the bell as Blood enters the ring walking toward him.




Blood Battle Royal

Blood [vs] Morgan Freeman [vs] Jason Statham [vs] Denzel Washington [vs] Sylvester Stallone [vs] Russell Crowe

[Ding Ding]

Blood moves his focus from the referee instead to Morgan Freeman trying to crawl past him to leave the ring. Blood grabs him by his partial fro lifting him up to his feet in front of him. Blood spits out a red mist into the face of Morgan Freeman. Blood steps in and annihilates Morgan Freeman with a clothesline from hell sending him backflipping over the ropes to the ringside area.


Tommy Cornell: Decapitator from Blood!

John Greed: That’s one celebrity that will never want to be a part of anything NLWF again!

Blood turns around as Denzel Washington jumps at him only to be caught. Blood tosses him around with ease spinning him over his shoulder to deliver a running powerslam that sends him down onto Morgan Freeman ringside.


Tommy Cornell: That’s two!

John Greed: the era of respect isn’t going as intended..

Blood spits a blood mist into the air and the fans cheer.


Tommy Cornell: These people in Canada are bizarre, they cheer and boo the weirdest shit!

John Greed: Chances are they aren’t fans of or don’t even know who these celebrities are. No Robin Sparkles inside that ring.. although I’m thinking she would have a better shot.

Blood pulls Jason Statham in for a bearhug then pulls Russell Crowe in as well. He releases and lifts them both overhead into military press position. Blood steps forward keeping both men high up stacked.


Tommy Cornell: Look at the strength of Blood!

John Greed: That’s a lot of power!

Blood watches as Sylvester Stallone uses the ropes to stand up. He throws Jason Statham and Russell Crowe at him sending all three men toppling over the ropes down to the ringside floor. The referee calls for the bell and slides out of the ring as Blood looks over at him.


[Ding Ding]

Tommy Cornell: Not sure how beating up all those celebrities is going to get payback, but hey, Blood logic!

John Greed: He’s sent a message into the next era that Blood has returned!


The lights throughout the the arena begin to strobe as Blood makes his way around the ring. The shot moves to the backstage area where Parker is being kept calm surrounded by ME Security. Miguel St-Claire walks by with Adriana Rivera around his arm, a cocky smile as he looks at Parker.


Adriana Rivera

Tonight you only got a warning shot, for taking a cheap pin at Battle Lines! If you know what’s good for you, you’ll stay far away from Miguel!

Parker

Lady, Parker has a pinky that has done more in this sport than Miguel will ever do!

Adriana Rivera

You both have a shot at the Undisputed title at King of the Throne, how about we just see who walks away as the King of the NLWF!

Miguel St-Claire and Adrian Rivera walk past ME security on their way toward the gorilla position. The shot moves back to ringside where Jamie Foxx stands in his corner bouncing around. He pulls on the ropes as he stretches preparing for his match.


Tommy Cornell: The fans told MSC to punch Foxx in the face and he did! So Foxx took to the red carpet to make a challenge!

John Greed: Even though they cut him off...

Miguel St-Claire makes his way out onto the stage in a robe. Adriana Rivera steps behind him and pulls his robe off as he makes his way down the ramp, a fierce gaze in his eyes as he looks past his brow toward the ring. Miguel St-Claire makes his way ringside as Adriana Rivera follows close behind shouting hype toward the ring at Jamie Foxx.

Tommy Cornell: The same way those other celebrities were made to regret coming to NLWF, I think Foxx is about to regret it as well!

John Greed: it’s a pride thing, he got hit and wants to do something about it. Parker got hit, I’m sure he’s going to want to do something about it as well!

Miguel St-Claire bites down on his mouthpiece as he stares across the ring at Jamie Foxx. The referee calls for the bell.




Wrestler versus Celebrity

Miguel St-Claire [vs] Jamie Foxx

Miguel St-Claire moves across the ring at Jamie Foxx who begins to circle to his right. Miguel St-Claire lands a left jab to his face, then he uses his hand to pie face him back into the corner. Miguel St-Claire jumps with a right knee catching Jamie Foxx under the chin with it the corner the only thing keeping him up. Miguel St-Claire begins to unload with a flurry of body shots as he tries to cover up from the onslaught.


Tommy Cornell: MSC is a professional striker who loves to brawl, I hope Foxx didn’t think he can stand with him!

John Greed: Looks like he thought that..

Miguel St-Claire stands Jamie Foxx upright with an uppercut into his guarded face following up with a left hook into the body. Miguel St-Claire connects a back elbow then drops down for a heel hook sweeping Jamie Foxx so he falls face first down into the mat trying to defend and kick his leg free.

Tommy Cornell: MSC showing some new skills here, we’ve seen him strike, even with some of the best like Shark, but now submissions as well.

John Greed: I think he’s just showing that he’s better than him in every way possible, that he doesn’t belong in that No Limit ring!

Miguel St-Claire releases the heel hook switch off to a knee bar. He sits up and switches off into a calf splicer forcing Jamie Foxx to go belly down on the mat screaming out in pain as he reaches back toward his leg. Miguel St-Claire manages to crossface Jamie Foxx with the calf splicer applied. Miguel St-Claire lands forearm strikes into the side of his face.


Tommy Cornell: Not really a submission move, more a transition to take the back, but it hurts a tremendous amount!

John Greed: That’s a great attack to use to get up off the mat when you want to get out of a submission or escape from bottom position!


He continues to land clubbing blows to the side of his face until Miguel St-Claire releases the calf splicer and stands up lifting Jamie Foxx into a sleeperhold. Miguel St-Claire smashes him with an elbow to the back of his head then locks in the sleeperhold again.


Tommy Cornell: MSC making good work of these short range exchanges.

John Greed: He’s got a title match waiting for him, what could be a final shot at Shark he’s been fishing for!

Miguel St-Claire wraps his arms around Jamie Foxx and he pulls him back for a German suplex rolling over to lift him up again. He takes him over with another German Suplex then pops the hips and stands up with him again. This time Miguel St-Claire connects an elbow smash to the back of his head into a tilt a whirl back breaker bouncing him off his knee in the center of the ring.


Tommy Cornell: This match was done when MSC knocked him out as a guest, tonight he’s just showing him up!

John Greed: You have to take into consideration this is really his debut month in NLWF, he has risen far and fast headed into the next era.

Miguel St-Claire looks to the outside of the ring at Adriana Rivera clapping and cheering for him as she celebrates his dominance. He begins to point and move toward the ropes as Parker walks up behind her.


Tommy Cornell: Parker must have had a nice meeting with ME!

John Greed: He’s about to have an even better meeting with Adriana!

Parker bends Adriana Rivera over his knee and begins to deliver a spanking on her as Miguel St-Claire watches from inside the ring. He peers over his shoulder quickly to look at a laid out Jamie Foxx, then he slides out of the ring. Parker delivers another open hand slap to the hind side of Adriana Rivera before dropping her off his knee as he backs away up the ramp. Miguel St-Claire drops down to check on her.


“1! 2! 3!”

Tommy Cornell: Parker sends a message, not to the face of MSC, but to the ass of Adriana!

John Greed: A message through her ass, to his face!

“4! 5! 6!”

Miguel St-Claire runs up the ramp chasing after Parker who has made it to the stage.


“7!”

Miguel St-Claire stops and looks at the big screen to see the referee and his count.


“8!”

Miguel St-Claire turns and runs down the ramp as fast as he can jumping over Adriana Rivera as she rubs her ass ringside.


“9!”

Miguel St-Claire dives into the ring to break the count just in time. Jamie Foxx stands up shaking his head, welts forming on his face already.


Tommy Cornell: MSC almost let Parker distract him, as Parker tapped dat ass!

John Greed: That would have been awesome for Foxx.


Miguel St-Claire lowers his head throwing the full force of his body into a straight right hand into the nose of Jamie Foxx knocking him off his feet backwards laying him out cold. Miguel St-Claire drops down with one more hammerfist before pinning Jamie Foxx.


-1-2-3-

The referee calls for the bell.


[Ding Ding]

Tommy Cornell: That’s the power of the punch! The way he was able to mix things up, if he can continue to evolve the way he has been, we could be looking at the next Undisputed Champion!

John Greed: He is the self proclaimed ‘Uncrowned King’ with a shot at his crown come King of the Throne!

Miguel St-Claire slides out of the ring and runs past Adriana Rivera still trying to get back up. He runs up the ramp to the stage but Parker is gone already. Miguel St-Claire looks around and rushes to the backstage area.


Tommy Cornell: We’ve got a nice rivalry brewing between two mid ranked Undisputed contenders.

John Greed: Two guys who I believe will emerge as major stars in the next era.

Adriana Rivera stands up holding her ass running up the ramp in pursuit of Miguel St-Claire. The shot moves backstage to Miguel St-Claire running down the hall smashing his fists into whatever he comes across.


Miguel St-Claire

PARKER! You want to fight or do you just want to Parker? That’s right bitch.. I used your stupid name as a verb! Parker, to attack a mans girlfriend sexually assaulting her in the process then run like a coward when it’s time to throwdown!

Miguel St-Claire continues down the hall everyone staring at him as he passes. He runs over and stops as he realizes it’s James Shark he’s moving towards.


James Shark

What’s a nigga gotta do to get some peace around here?

Miguel St-Claire bumps chest to chest with James Shark and gets shoved back a few feet.


James Shark

You mind your space or find my fist to your face!

Miguel St-Claire

Where is Parker!?

James Shark

Thefuck would I know?

James Shark holds out the Undisputed Championship.


James Shark

This say Parker on it? NOPE! It never will! Just like it wont ever say Miguel St-Claire! It says Undisputed Champion James Shark!

Miguel St-Claire

Not for long...

James Shark

Yo, I see why you let yo girl do the talking for you! Although, you couldn’t even back up homegirls words. Cause she said you could knock out Shark and last time I checked I laid you out twice!

James Shark looks at his right hand then at the Undisputed Championship bringing it over his head to hand over his chest from his neck.


Miguel St-Claire

Just wait!

James Shark

That’s all I hear. If I spent my time waiting like yall tell me to, instead of winning like yall hate, we wouldn’t have a problem! Not only could you not back up her words, you couldn’t even protect her backside from Parker tapping dat ass!

Miguel St-Claire

You’re going to learn the hard way that it’s not always that easy keeping your little girlfriend safe in a land of No Limits, where people are willing to do whatever it takes.. to take that!

Miguel St-Claire points at the Undisputed Championship then places his finger on it getting it slapped away by James Shark. Miguel St-Claire takes a step back as Adriana Rivera comes walking up. James Shark goes to take a step pulling his fist back but his arm is hooked by Angel Kash.


Angel Kash

If you know what’s good for you or ever want to be signed with Kash Inc. you’ll get lost.

Miguel St-Claire stops Adriana Rivera from saying anything and the two walk away together. Angel Kash smirks and looks at James Shark.


Angel Kash

The first official signing of Kash Inc. James Shark!

James Shark

Yo about that...

Angel Kash

I’ve already got a major hype campaign prepared for you going into King of the Throne, the night where the James Shark reign of royalty can truly begin!

James Shark

Word?

Angel Kash

I have the utmost faith the Undisputed title King of the Throne match will be most successful of all, because it will be sponsored by Kash Inc. just like you! Once you are king, I’ll take my rightful place as queen and we will rule over wrestling and whatever else we desire!

James Shark

I don’t want to give you the wrong idea...

Angel Kash

Kash Inc. only has the right idea for you babe! I don’t want you to think or worry your pretty little head about anything but keeping the Undisputed Championship and..

Angel Kash pulls out a ring case holding it out in front of the face of James Shark.


James Shark

I don’t want you givin me the wrong idea either...

Angel Kash opens the ring box revealing a diamond crested $ ring.




Angel Kash

It’s a signing bonus! Welcome to the Kash team! Prepare to make tons of money while also having my nearly infinite fund to support whatever it is you need!

Angel Kash removes it from the box and places it on the finger of James Shark.


Angel Kash

Perfect! Now you just have to do what you do best!


Angel Kash kisses James Shark on his cheek as he tries to pull away. The shot moves from the backstage area to the ring where Sheyanne Successful and Tiami Tyler are waiting for their match.


Tommy Cornell: Both these ladies have had rocky careers in the NLWF, but against the best women in wrestling it’s tough to get a good streak going for you.

John Greed: With NLWF soon evolving to an intergender open division, i’m wondering how these two will do against some of the men. Both have fought men before and down alright.

Tommy Cornell: Shey Shey made this fight a bit more personal than it had to be with some trash talk before the match.

John Greed: She even said she would be the one to end Tiami’s career.

The referee wants the ladies to shake hands but Sheyanne Successful shakes her head refusing to do so. The referee calls for the bell and the two women meet at the center of the ring throwing fists.




Sheyanne Successful [vs] Tiami Tyler

[Ding Ding]

Tiami Tyler moves around as Sheyanne Successful steps in with a low stance ready to shoot in with a takedown at any moment. Tiami Tyler throws a kick but has her leg caught by Sheyanne Successful who immediately shoots in on it. She lifts her up for a takedown but Tiami Tyler is able to connect a knee and spin around Sheyanne Successful with a tornado DDT. She’s able to pull her head out before it can be DDT’d down into the mat and takes top position.


Tommy Cornell: Tiami doing whatever she can to avoid the takedown power of Shey, unsuccessfully.

John Greed: She went for a tornado DDT but too early and she is taken down instead with a dominant ground and pounder on top!

Sheyanne Successful forearm smashes Tiami Tyler across the face, making her head hit the canvas again. She presses her forearm into the throat of her opponent as she works to get into a half guard position. Sheyanne Successful postures up and slaps Tiami Tyler across the face once before hitting her with multiple hammerfists bouncing her head up and down on the ring mat.


Tommy Cornell: Tiami needs to do something!

John Greed: She’s gotta scramble or have the ref save her!

Tiami Tyler is able to catch the arm of Sheyanne Successful as her fists smashes her into the face again. She begins to torque the arm twisting it behind her back as she uses a kimura submission attempt to break away and stand up. Sheyanne Successful moves in looking to get in close and wrestle but as she shoots in she takes a big roundhouse kick to the side of the face knocking her down and out.


Tommy Cornell: Tiami lands a massive counter strike!

John Greed: If Shey had waited she could have shot in after the kick, instead she eats it! Shin to chin!

Tiami Tyler drops down and pins Sheyanne Successful.


-1-2-3

Sheyanne Successful shoves her off and scrambles to get back to her feet, delirious. Tiami Tyler moves to the corner and watches as Sheyanne Successful runs toward her shooting in. Tiami Tyler lifts her knees up into the face of Sheyanne Successful knocking her back down to the mat as she lifts herself to the top turnbuckle.


Tommy Cornell: Shey Shey looking drunk and delirious out there after taking those big shots!

John Greed: She may fight better though because of it, what resilience to keep fighting back after those shots!

Tiami Tyler leaps from the top turnbuckle and catches Sheyanne Successful with a high cross body block as she stands taking her back down covering her.


-1-2-3

Sheyanne Successful rolls back over herself and lifts Tiami Tyler up for a bodyslam falling backwards with her to throw her overhead.


Tommy Cornell: Fallaway slam!

John Greed: She would rather throw you than know you! Great back and forth action!

Sheyanne Successful and Tiami Tyler both stand up. Tiami Tyler shoots off to the ropes and springboards off with a cross body this time getting caught in mid air by Sheyanne Successful. She lifts her up and drops forward in a powerful bodyslam.


Tommy Cornell: Womens strongest slam!

John Greed: A half military press lift then she totally drops out and slams you down hard!

Sheyanne Successful lifts Tiami Tyler up for a body slam again this time tossing her up into powerbomb position. Sheyanne Successful jumps and drives Tiami Tyler into the mat with a powerbomb as she lands on her knees.


Tommy Cornell: Shey showing off her power!

John Greed: That’s a great next step for a wrestler base, to work on the power game!

Sheyanne Successful lifts Tiami Tyler up off the canvas into another powerbomb driving her back down as she stays on her feet this time to power her up again. Sheyanne Successful begins to spin around in the center of the ring with Tiami Tyler before she jumps and drivers her down into the mat sit down style.


Tommy Cornell: Multiple powerbombs, then a bit of a message to the new Respect Champion, Damien Kingston!

John Greed: She added some extra on hers though, now look, she’s even following it up!

Sheyanne Successful hooks her arm around the head of Tiami Tyler down on the mat in DDT position before she leans back with a guillotine choke. Sheyanne Successful is able to monkey flip Tiami Tyler over and shift into a mounted guillotine position wrapping her legs under her opponents to make them stick up. Tiami Tyler taps out twice but her hand goes limp. The referee steps in and calls for a break, then the bell.


[Ding Ding]

Tommy Cornell: Unsuccessful Escape claims another victim!

John Greed: Not just that but she set it up perfect, she never goes for that move until she knows she can lock in her very special version of it!

Sheyanne Successful keeps the choke locked in finally releasing it as the referee pulls her arm from around the throat of Tiami Tyler letting her fall limp to the canvas. Sheyanne Successful raises her arms as she stays in the mount position over Tiami Tyler.


WINNER: Sheyanne Successful via Submission by way of Unsuccessful Escape Guillotine Choke. [8:56]


Sheyanne Successful is pulled up and away by the referee with a smile on her face.


Tommy Cornell: A very impressive performance over the last woman to fight for the Womens World Title!

John Greed: That definitely puts Shey in the running for contenders, especially with King of the Throne looming.. well Queen of the Throne in her case.

Sheyanne Successful exits the ring and makes her way up the ramp stopping as she looks at Alison Williams watching from the stage. She brings a microphone to her mouth.


Alison Williams

Congratulations Shey! You just officially qualified for the Queen of the Throne Match! I talked with Angel Kash backstage and we agreed a King AND Queen of the throne should be crowned. You’re going to get your shot at the Womens World Championship!

Angel Kash walks out onto the stage.


Angel Kash

That’s right Alison. Just one of many surprises in store for everyone at King of the Throne! Alison Williams may be the first female Immortal, Brooklyn Carter may be on her way, but only Angel Kash has the trillions of dollars paving her way in gold through that path to Immortality!

Alison Williams and Angel Kash fake smile at each other on the stage as Sheyanne Successful makes it up the ramp looking at the two of them.


Angel Kash

If you girls play your cards right, who knows, you may join James Shark as people fortunate enough to be sponsored by Kash Inc. Furthermore...

Alison Williams rolls her eyes while Sheyanne Successful points behind Angel Kash as Sloane Chazen comes out ready to fight.


Angel Kash

Save it for the ring! Save it for the ring!

Angel Kash rushes down the ramp as Sloane Chazen chases after her.


Tommy Cornell: Angel Kash took the fight all other women were afraid to take coming into NLWF, because she felt it was a money match up.

John Greed: Coming from the illustrious family Sloane Chazen comes from, the hype was sure to follow.

Angel Kash slides into the ring and spins around fast as Sloane Chazen is sliding in to begin stomping her out. The referee is wearing a Kash Inc. referee jersey and calls for the bell.





Sloane Chazen
[vs] Angel Kash

Angel Kash drops down grabbing handfuls of the hair of Sloane Chazen lifting her off the mat to send her face smashing back down into the canvas. Angel Kash lifts her from the mat slightly and begins to rub the laces of her boot across the face of Sloane Chazen.


Tommy Cornell: Old school, I like it!

John Greed: It seems Kash has bought the referee for this match, so he’s going to let her do pretty much whatever she wants.

Angel Kash lifts Sloane Chazen to her feet completely and bitch slaps her across the face before brining her down into the mat again with a face buster.


Tommy Cornell: The Face Blower!

John Greed: This is going to be a major win for the Trillion Dollar Princess if she can pull it off.

Angel Kash drags Sloane Chazen to the ropes laying her out over the bottom rope. She places her boot into the back of her head forcing her into the bottom rope which chokes her. The referee turns his back on the situation as Angel Kash laughs.


Tommy Cornell: She’s an evil wench isn’t she? I like it!

John Greed: She’s ruthless in the ring and in business.

Angel Kash pulls Sloane Chazen up to her feet from the bottom rope by her hair. She pulls her back and sends her into a backbreaker over the knee before being pulled up again. Angel Kash connects a knee into the stomach of Sloane Chazen as she continues to grip handfuls of hair. She jumps and connects a double knee to the face codebreaker on her.


Tommy Cornell: Kash Flow following up that hair pulling backbreaker!

John Greed: Kash has made a big statement, a money statement!

Angel Kash pins the laid out Sloane Chazen and the referee counts.


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The referee calls for the bell as Angel Kash laughs grinding her forearm across the face of Sloane Chazen.


Angel Kash

You’re lucky I didn’t have you count to one hundred!

[Ding Ding]

The referee raises the arm of Angel Kash as she stands up and takes a bow.


Alison Williams

That was a cute little match. But now for the biggest announcement of the night! ALISON FUCKING WILLIAMS MAKING HER RETURN AT QUEEN OF THE THRONE TO TAKE THE WOMENS WORLD TITLE FOR A FIFTH AND FINAL TIME!

Angel Kash shrugs her shoulders inside the ring. "Decode" by Paramore begins to play throughout the arena and a woman walks out onto the stage.


Tommy Cornell: That’s Rhiannon Leblanc one of the top female wrestling talents in the world today! I love womens wrestling!

John Greed: The King.. Queen of the Throne match rather consists of five participants, and so far I only count four! Brooklyn the defending champion, Alison the Immortal, Angel the Kash Inc. Princess, and Sheyanne Ms. Successful!

Rhiannon Leblanc approaches Alison Williams asking for the microphone but she shakes her head.


Alison Williams

MINE!

Rhiannon Leblanc reaches into her back pocket to pull out a microphone.


Rhiannon Leblanc
It’s ok, I brought one just in case. For those of you unaware, I am Rhiannon Leblanc the longest reigning womens champion in the world today! I’ve come to the Land of No Limits because I’ve heard of a champion who they are saying can’t be stopped! Now that I hear about the Queen of the Throne Match I realize this is the perfect opportunity for me to make my mark on this Federation!


Tommy Cornell: She’s in, not just that but she’s part of the NLWF to stay!

John Greed: This is a huge signing in the womens division, especially since I’ve heard things are about to become intergender!

Rhiannon Leblanc
Once I walk out of Queen of the Throne as the Womens World Champion, Brooklyn I can promise you’ll get your rematch at One World Nation, in your hometown of New York!


Tommy Cornell: Alison announces her return to the ring, Rhiannon the Magnificent. as I like to call her, will make her debut, and Kash and Shey will have the opportunity at dethroning royalty as well!

John Greed: That’s going to be a stellar match to go along with the other King of the Throne matches!

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Re: Warrior Games: March 30th 2013

Post by Brenton Cyrus on April 12th 2013, 1:03 pm

Dan Alexander is taping up his fists with a pissed off expression on his face as he mumbles to himself.

Johnny Stylez

How do you like being beaten at your own game?

Dan Alexander closes his eyes. He opens them and breaks the tape from his right fist looking around until he sees Johnny Stylez walking toward him.


Dan Alexander
Oh no, enough of this! You’ve harrassed and provoked me now since this match was announced! What the hell do you want from me?

Johnny Stylez
I want something you don’t really deserve kid! You stand around pissing your pants watching the best in action while I’ve still got it where it counts to make an impact!

Johnny Stylez crotch chops and Dan Alexander stands up completely appalled.


Dan Alexander
What the hell are you talking about? What do you want from me?

Johnny Stylez
I want your shot at King of the Throne! You see i’m playing Russian Roulette with the rest of my career and you’re just a single bullet! I’m going to start putting the only thing I have left on the line. So tonight, you do the same. Put that title shot you.. “earned” on the line and we’ll find out just who will get a shot to steal the show!

Dan Alexander
You’re on! I can’t wait to see the look on your face when I’m the guy who ends your career!

Johnny Stylez
If my career ends at the hands of some mexican, i’ll eat your sombrero amigo!

Johnny Stylez walks away with his patented strut as Dan Alexander watches enraged. He turns and runs past the gorilla position up the steps. He emerges out of the entrance stage and runs down the ramp at top speed before sliding into the ring. He motions for Johnny Stylez to come out and begin the match.


Tommy Cornell: Stylez sure knows how to provoke and play mind games.

John Greed: I think it’s much deeper than that. Robbie Hart is the one who trashed Dan back at City of Evil so you have to believe their is resentment.

Tommy Cornell: Dan shouldn’t even be employed to NLWF because Robbie bitch slapped him out, but now he’s got a title shot now on the line!

John Greed: Foolish to put something up for grabs against Stylez, especially to be lead by him right into the slaughter!

There not a day goes by that I don’t try
To never think about the old times when you were thinkin’ that it’s over
I told you don’t cry but then it slows down
‘Cause when it rains you know that the sun’s gon shine
But it’s so hard to pick up all the pieces
Lord know that I’m innocent, now you got me fearless
It’s on now, I know that you see it
Hopeless in beneath it and I will never leave
Now I start thinkin’ that I was merely dreamin’
Hopin’ that your lies didn’t come off so decievin’
‘Cause maybe I was wrong and maybe I just misread ‘em
You wanted everything but not then you really need it
But now I’ve had enough ‘cause what we had is done
Thought I could walk away but no, I had to run
And what you thought was sweet just ended up bein’ bitter
I think I need a minute, lookin’ back you’ll never get it
No, you will never get it


The Lights in the arena cutoff and a single spot light shines over the NLWF entrance ramp
Standing there with the spotlight shinning is Johnny Styles wearing a black trench coat and matching cowboy style hat. Smoke begins to engulf the ramp, as Johnny slowly begins his march towards the ring his jacket dragging behind him, his every step matching the beat.


Look out ‘cause I gave you all I had but this is all you’ll get from me
Look out ‘cause what we had is gone, I lost you and I’m out of it
Look out ‘cause I gave you all I had but this is all you’ll get from me
Look out ‘cause what we had is gone, I lost you and I’m out of it

The crowd gets up on there feet and boo’s the wrestling legend but he doesn’t seem fazed by it. He looks around slowly before making his way down the smoky ramp. Fire erupts from the ramp on either side of him as he makes his way toward the ring. Styles reaches the bottom of the ramp and looks around. Fans boo him and shout things at him but Johnny Styles eyes glare at all of them


Here we go, I’m climbin’ out just to wait
No doubt, I got this pain in my waist
All I can feel is anger inside
Don’t try to pretend you don’t know why
It’s easy when you’re suicidal
Chasin’ love inside a bottle
Nothing I can do will keep your demons away
All this need and stupid reasons
Not sure you even believe ‘em
Nothing I can do to fight your demons today


Styles begins his walk up the steel steps and on to the apron, he ducks between the ropes to enter the ring. He marches to the center of the ring, before he tips his hat forward, taking it off along with the jacket. Sending white flames from each of the turnbuckles.


Tommy Cornell: A brilliant entrance for the wrestling Hall of Famer and Icon!

John Greed: He’s knock knock knocking at the door of Immortality, a few more historic performances and I’m sure he’ll get the honor!

Tommy Cornell: Not if Dan can end his career tonight! Remember it was Dan who bumbed Stylez with ease at Dangerous by Design and he has a win over SBK elsewhere as well.

John Greed: Never let the past, dictate the present or the future! Stylez was World Champion and regardless of how he did it, he managed to have a good run.

Johnny Stylez stands in his corner then tosses his legs up over the top rope reclining, putting his hands behind his head as he smirks totally relaxed.


Tommy Cornell: Every match could be his last, he’s been doing this what seems like forever, he’s able to just let loose like he was able to when he first started.

John Greed: He’s been able to get back the Stylez swagger off and on this year. Now that he’s put an end stipulation on big time matches, he’s going to go balls to the wall.

The referee holds Dan Alexander back as he steps to the center of the ring wanting to go at it already. Dan Alexander moves back into his corner and the referee calls for the bell, moving out of the way.



King of the Throne Title Shot [vs] Career

Dan Alexander [vs] Johnny Stylez

[Ding Ding]

Dan Alexander runs across the ring at top speed toward Johnny Stylez as he moves down from the corner and drops down to the mat. Dan Alexander dives and spears the ring post going shoulder fist into it sending a thud echoing out into the crowd. Johnny Stylez rolls out to the ring apron and gets to a knee looking at Dan Alexander.


Johnny Stylez
That hurt? It looked like it hurt! Fools rush in!

Johnny Stylez grabs the right arm of Dan Alexander and twists it around the ring post with an arm wrench. Johnny Stylez drives his knee into the shoulder of Dan Alexander against the post then he swings it wrapping his arm around the post.


Tommy Cornell: Stylez lets Dan take himself out to start this match!

John Greed: The over aggressive Dan has thrown technique out the window, while Stylez is a master at playing against an angered opponent.

Johnny Stylez locks the dangling right arm of Dan Alexander between his legs then reaches around each side of the pole to grab his head locking in a crossface getting the crowd to stand and cheer. The referee walks to the corner where the legs of Dan Alexander squirm around. He starts his count warning Johnny Stylez of a disqualification.


“1! 2! 3! 4! ..”

Johnny Stylez releases the crossface hold and sits on the ring apron looking out at the crowd.


Tommy Cornell: Very innovative use of the submission around the ring post!

John Greed: I’ve never seen that before

Johnny Stylez

Old school never looked sooooooooooooo good!

Johnny Stylez stands on the ring apron grabbing the wrist of Dan Alexander running down the steps as he wraps it around the post whipping it again.


Johnny Stylez

What am I gonna do next!?

Johnny Stylez walks up the ring steps grabbing the arm of Dan Alexander, giving it a twist with an arm wrench as he pulls him along the middle rope out of the corner. He moves to the middle of the ring apron and looks back over his shoulder. Johnny Stylez hooks the arm of Dan Alexander setting him up for a suplex.


Tommy Cornell: Stylez is stealing the show so far against Dan, he’s got him playing into his kinda match!

John Greed: He’s a showman better than almost all others, but he’s also a manipulator who will do and say anything at all to get under your skin and into your head!

Johnny Stylez lifts Dan Alexander but takes a shot to the face dropping him back down over the rope. Johnny Stylez switches from the suplex into an arm over the rope breaker as he drops down to the apron with a smile. Johnny Stylez gets back up and connects a shoulder into the stomach of Dan Alexander over the middle rope. He grabs the back of his legs and lifts up sending Dan Alexander flipping over the ropes to the outside of the ring with a northern lights back body drop suplex.

Tommy Cornell: Dano hits the deck hard! Powerful toss from Stylez able to switch it up when he tried to fight back!

John Greed: Not only did Dan hit the ringside matting, he also hit the guardrail on impact!

Johnny Stylez turns and sits on the middle rope looking to the outside of the ring at Dan Alexander packaged over himself leaning against the guardrail. He smiles wide at the damage he was able to do then slides down to the ringside floor.


Johnny Stylez

I didn’t get to watch him land! SBK INSTANT REPLAY!

Johnny Stylez rips Dan Alexander away from the guardrail wrenching his arm behind his back as he controls him up the ring steps running with him to throw him from the apron sending him flipping into the guardrail again. Johnny Stylez leans back over the ropes with a smile on his face, he lets out his obnoxious showman laugh as the crowd cheers.


“STRIKE BACK KID!” “ONE MORE TIME!” “STRIKE BACK KID!” “ONE MORE TIME!”

Tommy Cornell: More like the Strike Back Senior Citizen.

John Greed: SBK is looking better than ever here tonight! He’s going to snatch that title opportunity away from Dan!

Johnny Stylez

ONE MORE TIME!?

“YEEEEAH!”


Johnny Stylez drops down to the ringside floor grabbing Dan Alexander off the guardrail again. Johnny Stylez lifts Dan Alexander and spins him around tossing him into the guardrail but this time he jumps up to it and leaps back with a kick catching him across the face.


Tommy Cornell: Stylez went to the well too many times on that one and Dan was able counter!

John Greed: A fierce kick, he finally is able to connect against the Icon.

Dan Alexander moves at Johnny Stylez reaching out to grab his throat shoving him into the ring. The two men roll on the canvas to the center of the ring where Dan Alexander takes the mount position and smashes Johnny Stylez to the face with an elbow then transitions looking for an armbar.


Tommy Cornell: Dano going for that armbar he loves!

John Greed: That armbar he was able to defeat Stylez with!

Dan Alexander lays back holding the wrist of Johnny Stylez as locks in the armbar, but grimaces as his shoulder doesn’t hold and he’s forced to release with his right hand. Johnny Stylez is able to squirm around and package Dan Alexander over himself with a school boy cover, grabbing a handful of his tights.


-1-2-3

Dan Alexander is able to kick out flipping Johnny Stylez back into the one armed armbar. Johnny Stylez kips up out of the move and holds his arms up taking in the cheers. Dan Alexander kicks him to the ass and sends him launching into the corner to hit the top turnbuckle chest first, his head hitting the top of the ring post. The impact spins Johnny Stylez around so he is laid out over the ropes.

Tommy Cornell: Just like he started the match, that hammock over the ropes, only now he’s hurt!

John Greed: That shot to the ring post cracked his head a bit, he’s starting to bleed!


Dan Alexander sits up his arm hanging down limp as he looks at his shoulder, the bone protuding up. He stares at Johnny Stylez in the corner, rage filling his face as it turns red. He runs to the corner and delivers a knee up into the back of Johnny Stylez. Dan Alexander hangs back upside down in the corner locking the arm of Johnny Stylez in a one armed armbar from the tree of woe.


“1! 2! 3! 4! ..”


Dan Alexander releases the arm of Johnny Stylez and falls to sit in the corner.


Tommy Cornell: A nice knee into the spine of Stylez! Following up with that armbar!

John Greed: That was awesome, especially the way he snapped off the armbar!

Dan Alexander stands up and climbs to the top turnbuckle lifting Johnny Stylez to a seated position on the top rope. Dan Alexander goes for a Russian legsweep but takes a back elbow to the face. Johnny Stylez headbutts Dan Alexander to the side of his face, then connects an armbreaker to the hurt arm over his shoulder.


Tommy Cornell: Dan trying to follow up by Stylez wisely goes back to the damage cashed in on early.

John Greed: Dan keeps getting overly anxious trying to do something big, instead of building toward something huge!


Johnny Stylez stands up on the top rope and moonsaults off catching the head of Dan Alexander, taking him off the turnbuckle down to the canvas.


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Johnny Stylez pulls Dan Alexander up off the mat into a modified dragon sleeper. He smiles wide nodding his head.


Tommy Cornell: Moonsault reverse DDT from Stylez, but that’s not all says the show thief Icon!

John Greed: He’s still got the moves, he’s getting it done against Dan fighting for his epic career!

Johnny Stylez lifts Dan Alexander from the modified dragon sleeper and he gets him into tombstone piledriver position. Dan Alexander kicks his feet and manages to land out the back reversing it so he has Johnny Stylez in tombstone piledriver position momentarily. Johnny Stylez kicks off the top rope and rolls then lifts Dan Alexander up for a tombstone piledriver again. He drops down extending his knee out to driver him down with a shoulder breaker then a tombstone piledriver.


Tommy Cornell: A brilliant shoulder breaker to finish Dan off!

John Greed: Then he dropped him on his head with a tombstone anyway!

Johnny Stylez pins Dan Alexander crossing his arms over his chest as he presses them down.


-1-2-3-


Dan Alexander manages to get his shoulder up off the mat.


Tommy Cornell: Miraculous! Somehow, someway, Dan kicked out!

John Greed: If he loses this match it’ll be the greatest blow to his pride yet! For either of these guys!

Johnny Stylez does a headstand while holding the ring arm of Dan Alexander on the canvas. He frog splashes in and drives a knee into his shoulder. Johnny Stylez lifts Dan Alexander to his feet and delivers a slap across his face before he spits on him.


Tommy Cornell: The ultimate show of disrespect!

John Greed: These two don’t respect a single thing at all about the other!

Johnny Stylez ducks as Dan Alexander throws a roundhouse kick looking to take off his head. Johnny Stylez lifts him to his shoulders in the firemans carry position then he tosses him overhead and delivers a kick across the face of Dan Alexander. Johnny Stylez lifts him to his shoulders again, this time to drop him with a Death Valley PowerDriver.


Tommy Cornell: The Round Lottery followed up by the End Result!

John Greed: A wicked combination that could beat anyone! SBK isn’t done either!

Johnny Stylez rotates off the impact of the Death Valley PowerDriver and locks Dan Alexander in an armbar on his right arm hyper extending it. The referee gives him a chance to fight back but his arm is broken as he’s forced to tap out as he writhes in pain. The referee calls for the bell then drops down to break the submission.


[Ding Ding]

Tommy Cornell: That was an impressive performance!

John Greed: Yeah, but he’s not releasing that armbar!

Johnny Stylez continues to pull back on the arm of Dan Alexander until finally the referee is able to break his grip. Johnny Stylez stands up staring down at Dan Alexander as he rolls on the mat holding his arm.


Tommy Cornell: Not only does the career of Stylez continue, he also just gained a shot at King of the Throne!

John Greed: The crafty Stylez is always one to watch out for, he’s going to make some sort of impact at King of the Throne, mark my words.

WINNER: Johnny Stylez via submission by way of Armbar [22:22]


The lights throughout the All Canada arena shut off and the video screen begins to display a video package. The shot shows a coming storm over Toronto, big black rain clouds hanging overhead, the sound of thunder rolling through the sky. The lights in the arena turn a dark purple revealing a large face painted man inside the ring holding a rope whip in his hands.


Tommy Cornell: This giant looks familiar..

John Greed: It’s The Baz! Jack ‘Zubaz’ Davidson without a doubt the most relentless man in this blood sport!

Johnny Stylez tosses himself over the ropes exiting the ring. He backs up the entrance ramp being watched by Zubaz.


Tommy Cornell: Stylez wants nothing to do with The Baz, not tonight anyway.

John Greed: He got exactly what he came here for, he got his Warrior Games redemption, payback on Dan, and a title shot!

Zubaz turns his focus to Dan Alexander down on the mat and he cracks his whip bringing it overhead before letting it slash into his back. Zubaz walks over wrapping the rope around the neck before he pulls Dan Alexander between his legs lifting him into piledriver position.


Tommy Cornell: Zubaz didn’t come to save Dan Alexander!

John Greed: Nope, The Baz only arrives to lay waste and destruction!

Zubaz jumps and bounces Dan Alexander off the top of his head into the canvas with a spike piledriver. Zubaz stands up unraveling his rope from the neck of Dan Alexander, dragging him across the ring a bit as he does. He throws his arms into the air.


Zubaz
GRAWH!


The lights go out again and the shot cuts to the backstage area where Psycho is watching on a flat screen TV in the interview area. He smirks a bit then peers over his shoulder slightly.


Psycho

I was wondering when you would seek me out.

Crimson Skull is shown approaching Psycho.


Crimson Skull
At Battle Lines I showed you where my loyalties lie here. Your Reign of Chaos has been a nonstop consistent force the likes I have not seen in many years. Your downfall however will be that you lack strength in numbers. Sure you have a few alliance, a few “friends?” But when push comes to shove, who do you really know who will sacrifice themselves totally, for Chaos. I will be entering the World Heavyweight Title match at King of the Throne, because I know you will be the champion. Tonight and that night I will show you what I am still capable of, I will show you that I have a place in the Reign.


Psycho

Then now is the time to step in up to the next level. You take on Aaron O’Shea, this is the biggest test for you right now! Tonight only Warriors will prevail. Show that you are a Warrior and join the fight in the name of the Reign of Chaos!

Crimson Skull
May the Reign of Chaos rule the World!


Psycho

Not just the World, but the next era and beyond in this Federation.

Johnny Stylez approaches the two men wiping his head with a towel before he wraps it around the back of his neck.


Johnny Stylez

Easiest paycheck I ever got! Not only that, but I bet I’ll be seeing you boys in the World title match at King of the Throne! This next era of NLWF NEVER LOOKED SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoOoOoOoOooOo000OoOoOoOoOoOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
GOOD!

Crimson Skull stares at Johnny Stylez with a blank look on his face. Psycho turns his back on the two of them to look at the screen again.


Psycho

Do what everyone knows you are capable of doing.

Crimson Skull breaks his stare on Johnny Stylez and nods his head.


Crimson Skull
Until we meet again.


Crimson Skull walks away bumping shoulder to shoulder with Johnny Stylez as he passes.


Johnny Stylez

You realize neither of us are going to just lay down or let you take that World title at King of the Throne.

Psycho

When I am World Champion, I will welcome all challenges. Anyone who feels capable of taking on a Reign of Chaos.

Johnny Stylez smirks and walks off leaving Psycho to watch the TV as the shot switches back to the ringside area.


Tommy Cornell: Cyrus has been trying to rally an Era of Respect, but it seems more people are happy to follow the Reign of Chaos.

John Greed: When it comes to people choosing to either be Respectful or Chaotic, you’ve seen what the human race seems to lean towards,

The lights in the arena turn green, then shine white, before they turn orange. The sound of a chopper blares followed by the sounds of Kasabian Club Foot playing on the speakers. Aaron O’Shea rides out alongside the stage on his Irishman chopper. He rides alongside the stage to the ringside area, then rides around the ring.


Tommy Cornell: O’Shea with the special Warrior Games entrance!

John Greed: This started years ago, finally these two legends, icons, are going to fight on the big stage!

Aaron O’Shea stops the chopper pointed toward the entrance ramp. He kicks out the kickstand keeping the chopper propped as he gets off of it and looks around at the crowd.


Tommy Cornell: Immortal O’Shea, he says he’ll finally be able to accept his place as an Immortal once he gets his major Warrior Games moment.

John Greed: He was part of one of the greatest fatal four way matches ever, a match featuring four guys who were considered Immortals. But he hasn’t gotten than major Warrior Games win. He wants that against Skull!

The lights shut off, then they turn a crimson red. Fire erupts shooting from the stage in massive fireballs. Hells gate replaces the entrance curtain opening as it’s struck by red lightning. Crimson Skull steps through the gate of hell onto the stage staring down to the ring. He makes his way slowly down the ramp taking one step at a time.


Tommy Cornell: Crimson Skull can mark the time and date his career began to plummet, it was the night O’Shea helped ruin his NLWF career.

John Greed: Skull has been wicked over this last month, since he and Stylez lost in the End Game, he’s been a man refocused.

Crimson Skull looks at the chopper as he makes it to the ringside area. He walks past it then up the steps sending the lights back to normal as he stares across the ring at Aaron O’Shea before entering.

Tommy Cornell: This has grudge match written all over it, they both had some really great back and forth comments while promoting this contest.

John Greed: I’m ready to see these two fight!

TALE of the TAPE
IMMORTAL
AARON O’SHEA
Wrestling Style: High Flying
Age: 24
Weight: 220lbs
Height: 6‘1“
Hometown: Dublin, Ireland
[VERSUS]
HALL of FAMER
CRIMSON SKULL
Wrestling Style: Brawler, Technical Grappler, Submission Expert, Power House
Age: 47
Weight: 375lbs
Height: 7‘2“
Hometown: Louisville, KY

Tommy Cornell: Over a foot in height advantage as well as one hundred fifty pounds in a weight advantage for Crimson Skull!

John Greed: Yeah, but take a look at the age, sure O’Shea has had many battles, but so has Skull. This is an epic clash in styles here.

The referee calls for the bell.





Aaron O’Shea [vs] Crimson Skull

[Ding Ding]

Crimson Skull runs out of his corner charging to the center of the ring where he meets Aaron O’Shea who lands a Busaiku knee kick. Crimson Skull smashes him with a left hook across his face, sending him into a right hook that nearly drops him. Aaron O’Shea answers back though landing a flurry of smaller short punches into the body of Crimson Skull as they brawl. Crimson Skull connects a knee lift to the chest and face of Aaron O’Shea then he grabs him by his throat. He grabs at his wrist trying to remove the hand from around his neck as he lands Busaiku knee kicks to the left leg of Crimson Skull who steps in and connects a headbutt then wraps both hands around his throat. He lifts Aaron O’Shea up high and throws him with a two handed choke toss sending him flying across the ring.

Tommy Cornell: Oh yeah! This is exactly what we thought it would be! Already a great start to the action!

John Greed: O’Shea doesn’t want to get lured into a brawl though or stay in close grappling range with the big man straight outta hell!

Crimson Skull moves in not wasting any time as Aaron O’Shea begins to stand up close to his corner. He takes a knee to his body as he stands then a back elbow to the face in the corner from Crimson Skull who then places his hand around his throat to choke him in the corner getitng the referee involved.


“1! 2! 3! 4! ..”

Crimson Skull releases his grip around the throat of Aaron O’Shea then lifts his boot to choke him with it in the corner instead.


“1! 2! 3!”


Crimson Skull brings his boot down and delivers another back elbow. He steps back and drives a big boot into the face of Aaron O’Shea trapped in his own corner. Crimson Skull lifts him to a seated position on the top turnbuckle, then he delivers a throat thrust driving his fingers into the throat of Aaron O’Shea.


Tommy Cornell: You can see the strategy of Crimson Skull coming into crystal clear focus here as this one progresses fast.

John Greed: He’s going to stay in close, bully him, drain his energy to keep him from flying around this arena.


Crimson Skull moves to the ring apron and grabs Aaron O’Shea off the top turnbuckle with a military press. He throws him down sending him back first down across the ring apron, grabbing the bottom rope to keep from falling. Crimson Skull runs along the ring apron and jumps dropping a leg down across the face of Aaron O’Shea on the apron. Crimson Skull moves to the ringside floor stepping in front of the middle announcers table looking at Tommy Cornell and John Greed.


Tommy Cornell: Stay on him, don’t worry about us!

John Greed: He’s just setting up his next attack, that’s another thing about big guys, they can only land so many moves before they have to slow things down.

Crimson Skull turns around and drives an elbow down into the jaw of Aaron O’Shea on the ring apron knocking him off to the ringside floor. He lifts him off the floor and into a bear hug lifting him up to run at the ring post tossing him at it spine first letting Aaron O’Shea drop down at his feet. Crimson Skull stands tall staring down at him reaching down to pull him up slowly against the ring post. Crimson Skull jolts in with a clothesline but Aaron O’Shea drops out of the way landing a Busaiku knee kick on his way down. Crimson Skull hits the ring post and staggers to the side as Aaron O’Shea grabs the ring skirt working to get up.


Tommy Cornell: Skull was starting to pick O’Shea apart but he’s able to fight back!

John Greed: That knee kick is such a dangerous weapon, it does deceptive damage each time it lands.

Aaron O’Shea stands leaned against the ring apron and he runs along to grab the ring post swinging around it with a double kick to the head of Crimson Skull staggering him along the apron. Aaron O’Shea climbs up to the ring apron and climbs the outside of the turnbuckles to the top. He leaps off with a dragon rana flipping at Crimson Skull who manages to catch him in powerbomb position and fall backwards with him sending Aaron O’Shea chest and throat first into the guardrail.

Tommy Cornell: I thought O’Shea was going to fight back into this one, but he’s stopped by Skull!

John Greed: This is a great back a forth to begin this match, both of these men are ready for war!

Crimson Skull sits up, then he gets to his feet grabbing Aaron O’Shea to lift and roll him into the ring. He follows him in and pins him grinding his forearm across his face.


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Aaron O’Shea places his foot on the bottom rope.

Tommy Cornell: O’Shea with the awareness still to get his foot on the rope.

John Greed: Also he doesn’t use any energy kicking out, getting the much larger Skull off of him.

Crimson Skull drags Aaron O’Shea away from the ropes to the center of the ring then locks him in a grounded sleeperhold. Aaron O’Shea fights up off the mat and drops back down with a jawbreaker on Crimson Skull who lifts him up off the mat into a modified cobra clutch hold.


Tommy Cornell: Million Dollar Dream from Crimson Skull!

John Greed: His size and expertise in submission usage makes it so his holds are able to drain and wrap around you better than nearly anyone!

Crimson Skull lifts Aaron O’Shea up off the mat letting his feet dangle as he applies the hangman’s cobra clutch. Aaron O’Shea tries to back elbow out of it but Crimson Skull sends him falling forward letting him face plant down into the canvas out of the hold. Crimson Skull rolls him over and pins him grinding his forearm into his throat.


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Aaron O’Shea is able to kick out. Crimson Skull stands up and grabs the referee by his shirt.


Tommy Cornell: Like it or not, that great move is not going to be enough to beat Immortal O’Shea!

John Greed: Aaron is too resilient, it takes a wicked beating to finish him off!

Crimson Skull turns around and lifts Aaron O’Shea off the mat pulling him in before lifting him up into the crucifix powerbomb position as he backs to his corner. Aaron O’Shea kicks off the top turnbuckle and moonsaults over Crimson Skull catching his head to take him down into the canvas with a DDT. The impact sends both men rolling out of the corner toward the middle of the ring, Aaron O’Shea coming out on top with a cover.


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Crimson Skull shoves off of him Aaron O’Shea sending him rolling out of the ring to the apron.


Tommy Cornell: O’Shea with the tremendous reversal!

John Greed: We’ve seen him hit that move via springboard off the ropes, but he used it perfect as a counter!

Crimson Skull sits up and Aaron O’Shea springboards to the top rope soaring into the ring with a grounded dropkick to his face. Aaron O’Shea stands up and runs to the ropes. He rebounds and rolls then jumps up flipping to land on Crimson Skull with a senton. Aaron O’Shea hooks his leg as he goes for a pin.


-1-2-

Crimson Skull kicks out shoving Aaron O’Shea away before attempting to grab a choke, narrowly allowing him to slip away back up to his feet. He turns around as Crimson Skull sits up to deliver a soccer kick across his chest and face knocking him back down to the mat. Crimson Skull. Aaron O’Shea swings around following the kick and jumps to land a standing moonsault on Crimson Skull.

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Crimson Skull shoves Aaron O’Shea away from him and rolls to the ring apron using the ropes to start pulling himself up to his feet.


Tommy Cornell: O’Shea finally using his speed advantage, to his advantage!

John Greed: He just rallied off a barrage of attacks, finally he’s got the strategy to do damage against Skull without taking it himself!

Aaron O’Shea runs toward Crimson Skull as he stands up on the ring apron. Crimson Skull swings wildly but Aaron O’Shea switches toward the corner instead of moving straight at him. Aaron O’Shea steps up the turnbuckles and leaps to the outside of the ring with a corkscrew body press taking Crimson Skull out as he turns right into it. Both men hit the ringside floor, Aaron O’Shea landing on top of Crimson Skull.


Tommy Cornell: Whisper in the wind!

John Greed: Able to fake one way, go the other, and he takes Skull out!

Aaron O’Shea stands up and pumps his arms taking in an ovation of boos much to his surprise. He shrugs and steps on Crimson Skull moving to the ring apron, getting the fans to boo even louder. Aaron O’Shea bounces on the bottom rope, to the middle rope, to the top rope to springboard off with a moonsault to the outside of the ring. He snaps of another moonsault rotation, then another before landing chest to face and chest on Crimson Skull on the outside of the ring.


“HOLY SHIT!” “HOLY SHIT!” “HOLY SHIT!” “HOLY SHIT!”

Tommy Cornell: AARON O’H MY FUCKING GOD THAT WAS SICK! A TRIPLE MOONSAULT PRESS TO THE OUTSIDE!

John Greed: Triple springboard triple moonsault, he almost broke his damn neck barely making it around for the third! HOLY SHIT!

Aaron O’Shea holds his throat as he lays at the bottom of the entrance ramp. Crimson Skull lays motionless, but then he starts to move trying to sit up. He doesn’t lift an inch before laying back down. Aaron O’Shea sits up against the guardrail then lifts himself to his feet. The crowd boos him once again as he pulls himself to stand on the corner of the guardrail looking out at them.


Tommy Cornell: Canada is so strange, they are actually upset O’Shea is taking all the momentum against Skull.

John Greed: Not all of it, not yet anyway! The Reaper is rising again!

Crimson Skull sits up and starts to get to his feet. Aaron O’Shea notices and backs away walking on the guardrail watching him. Crimson Skull stands. Aaron O’Shea runs along the guardrail and jumps delivering a dropkick to his back, sending him crashing shoulder first into the ring steps.


Tommy Cornell: This is the way to beat the much larger, very unorthodox Skull.

John Greed: Keeping distance, attacking from range, preventing Skull from grabbing hold of him in any way at all!

Aaron O’Shea walks over and stomps the right hand of Crimson Skull, then the left hand against the ring steps. He reaches down to grab his head pulling him up to the ringsteps as he hooks his head for a cutter. He moves to the ring apron and steps up the outside turnbuckles to backflip off taking Crimson Skull down to the ringside floor.


Tommy Cornell: Slice Bread! A great move usually done inside the ring.

John Greed: I didn’t know what he was doing or where he was going with that, but he pulls off another huge move and now has this match going perfect!

Aaron O’Shea lifts Crimson Skull under his arms, carrying all his body weight as he lays completely limp. He’s able to roll him into the ring then climb to th e apron where he grabs the middle rope and baseball slide dropkicks Crimson Skull toward the middle of the ring. Aaron O’Shea stands on the ring apron, then he moves to the corner climbing to the top turnbuckle. Aaron O’Shea rubs his throat coughing a bit as he stands upright and leaps off the top turnbuckle with a 720 splash, the impact bouncing him up off Crimson Skull.


Tommy Cornell: That’s gotta do it! That’s gonna be enough to take down the Reaper!

John Greed: O’Shea once again able to shut down Skull before he can unleash hell!

Aaron O’Shea crawls over and is able to drop his arm over the chest of Crimson Skull.


-1-2-3

Crimson Skull is able to kick out turn to trap Aaron O’Shea in guard where he goes for a triangle choke lifting his legs up. He nearly manages to catch him in the submission but he’s able to defend and keep it from getting locked on.


Tommy Cornell: Skull bursts into action looking for the submission now!

John Greed: O’Shea able to defend against a triangle, but he needs to get away from Skull as fast as he can!

Crimson Skull switches from the triangle choke going for the gogoplata instead as he sneaks his leg around the arm and shoulder of Aaron O’Shea, moving it over his throat. Aaron O’Shea falls victim to the submission but then flips over Crimson Skull with a bridging pinfall jackknife cover.


-1-2-3

Crimson Skull is forced to release the hold in order to narrowly kick out. He sits and stands up as Aaron O’Shea runs to the corner stepping up the turnbuckles to leap off at him. Crimson Skull catches Aaron O’Shea in mid air with one hand by his throat holding him up for a chokeslam. He brings him down but Aaron O’Shea hooks the head of Crimson Skull taking him down to the mat with a tornado DDT.


Tommy Cornell: Tremendous! O’Shea has perfected the DDT variation as a counter attack against the power house moves!

John Greed: We are seeing the very best of both of these men, it’s like watching them both battling in the prime of their careers! Icon versus Immortal!

Aaron O’Shea hurries over and pins Crimson Skull.


-1-2-3

Crimson Skull shoves him off and Aaron O’Shea jumps with a double knee drop down into his stomach. He rolls away toward the corner and jumps up to the top turnbuckle. Aaron O’Shea leaps from the top turnbuckle with a 450 corkscrew press coming down onto Crimson Skull in the center of the ring.


Tommy Cornell: SPIRAL TAP! Is their anything O’Shea cannot do in the air?

John Greed: Nope, he is the greatest high flying innovator in NLWF history!

Aaron O’Shea covers Crimson Skull hooking both legs.


-1-2-3-

Aaron O’Shea looks at the referee in shock as he holds up just two fingers, Crimson Skull lays on his side, having barely rolled his shoulder. Aaron O’Shea stands up and begins to stomp the left knee of Crimson Skull into the canvas.


Tommy Cornell: Skull kicks out! He took the full force of O’Shea coming down on him!

John Greed: This match means so much to both of these guys, the outcome will certainly have a significant impact on the next era of NLWF.

Aaron O’Shea smirks and circles around the left leg of Crimson Skull dropping down to lock him in a Figure 4. He pushes up then drops back as he cranks on the hold. The shoulders of Crimson Skull touch the mat and the referee counts.


-1-2-

Crimson Skull sits up and swings wildly at Aaron O’Shea who simply drops back to apply more pressure on the hold. Crimson Skull begins to roll over nodding his head as he’s able to turn halfway, staring to alleviate and reverse the pressure of the hold.


Tommy Cornell: Skull a submission expert, rumor is he spent years being tortured in submission holds until he not only figured out to defend, but to utilize as well.

John Greed: I had never heard that, but he’s almost got the figure 4 reversed into the indian death lock!

Crimson Skull rolls over but Aaron O’Shea breaks the figure 4 before the indian deathlock can do any damage. He stands up and runs to the ropes as Crimson Skull struggles to stand limping on his left leg with his back turned. Aaron O’Shea rebounds off the ropes and runs at Crimson Skull dropping down with a chop block to the back of his leg. He stands up and delivers a enziguri kick to the back of his head dropping him down to the mat completely.


Tommy Cornell: O’Shea with the shoulder to the back of the leg of Skull to buckle him, then he kicks him to the back of his Skull for good measure!

John Greed: We are seeing that violent phenomenal FIGHTING Irishman, instead of just the flying Irishman.

Aaron O’Shea smiles and does the God Pose. The crowd reacts filling the places with a roar of boos. Aaron O’Shea runs to the ropes and jumps to the middle rope to springboard off with a turning 450 splash.


Tommy Cornell: Phoenix Splash! Just because he can!

John Greed: He snapped that off so fast, so precise, so easily!

Aaron O’Shea stands lifting Crimson Skull up to his feet. He dips in and manages to power Crimson Skull up to his shoulders in the firemans carry position. Aaron O’Shea steps forward and turns Crimson Skull sending him packaged down into a cradle piledriver. Aaron O’Shea hooks his leg for the package pinfall.


-1-2-3-



Crimson Skull erupts and explodes out of the pinfall barely getting out of the cover. Aaron O’Shea stands up and runs to the corner hurrying up to the top turnbuckle.


Tommy Cornell: CRADLE SHOCK! The Original Dublin Dominator!

John Greed: Skull kicked out! But now we will look to see O’Shea finish with Aaron O’H MY GOD!

Aaron O’Shea moonsaults off the top turnbuckle looking at Crimson Skull as he rolls out of the way. Aaron O’Shea comes down and lands on his feet, looking over his shoulder at Crimson Skull behind him, then moonsaults again. Crimson Skull lifts his left boot and connects into the face of Aaron O’Shea sending him staggering back into the corner. Crimson Skull holds his left knee as he starts working to get back up.

Tommy Cornell: O’Shea was going for that double moonsault no doubt, had to audible in mid air!

John Greed: Pulled off one moonsault, decided to land on his feet then try another standing moonsault, Skull was ready.

Crimson Skull stands and charges to the corner with a big splash. Aaron O’Shea pulls himself through the ropes then leans back bringing his feet up to kick Crimson Skull to his face after his splashes the turnbuckles. Aaron O’Shea climbs up to the top turnbuckle and leaps off at Crimson Skull who catches him instantly and falls back throwing him overhead across the ring.


Tommy Cornell: Back and forth, forth and back, fallaway slam creates a small break in this epic action!

John Greed: Over half an hour already these two have gone to war, they are still fighting like their is no tomorrow!

Crimson Skull moves toward Aaron O’Shea then steps on his face and walks over him into the corner. He grabs the top ropes and steps to the middle turnbuckle then bounces a couple times before jumping back to deliver a massive splash down onto Aaron O’Shea.


Tommy Cornell: Crimson Bomb! Skull showing he can do a small bit of high flying.. low flying high impact!

John Greed: Crushed him with that great rope hold splash out of the corner.

Crimson Skull pulls Aaron O’Shea up to his feet holding him by his throat. He lifts him up with one hand and Aaron O’Shea breaks away hooking the head of Crimson Skull for a cutter on the way down. He isn’t able to pull Crimson Skull down and he’s pulled back into a dragon sleeperhold.

Tommy Cornell: These two are countering everything the other has to offer!

John Greed: But it’s Skull who comes up with the big submission late into this contest!

Crimson Skull cranks back but takes a knee to the face from Aaron O’Shea as he jumps up locked in the dragon sleeper. He tries another knee landing to the chest of Crimson Skull, then another but is lifted up into tombstone piledriver position and dropped down head first into the canvas. Crimson Skull falls to the side holding his knee as it collided into the mat.


Tommy Cornell: From the dragon sleeper into a tombstone piledriver!

John Greed: Skull didn’t have the power to jump, but he still rose to his tip toes before driving him down!

Crimson Skull crosses the arms of Aaron O’Shea over his chest, making his hands go around his own throat as he pins him down to the mat.


-1-2-3-


Crimson Skull falls to the mat as Aaron O’Shea is able to kick out sending him off balance. Crimson Skull looks at the referee shaking his head in total shock and disbelief.


Tommy Cornell: OH!! WOW! What is it going to take!?

John Greed: I think these guys may have hit each other with everything they could!

Crimson Skull stands grabbing Aaron O’Shea by his throat, pulling him off the mat to take a weak Busaiku knee kick. Crimson Skull lifts Aaron O’Shea up on one leg, with one hand and drives him down to the mat with a chokeslam.


Tommy Cornell: Hellhound slam! He finally gets that massive chokeslam!

John Greed: He didn’t turn with it the way we’ve seen him do before, but he still lands a huge move deep into this war!

Crimson Skull pins Aaron O’Shea again, driving his forearm across his face.


-1-2-3-

Aaron O’Shea places his foot on the bottom rope. Crimson Skull stands up limping toward the referee as he scares him back into the corner. He turns around putting his hands on his head as he watches Aaron O’Shea fighting to get back up.


Tommy Cornell: The resilient O’Shea, never say die, never stop fighting, he’s actually got Skull frustrated!

John Greed: He may have taken the psychological edge over Skull who just can’t seem to put him away!

Crimson Skull lifts Aaron O’Shea up off the mat and takes a dropkick to the knee, followed by a leg kick from the mat as he tries to get back to his feet. Crimson Skull pulls Aaron O’Shea in for a suplex and lifts him up for it staggering back as his leg gives out. Aaron O’Shea flips back and lands on the top turnbuckle out of the suplex. Crimson Skull steps back up to the middle turnbuckle and lifts Aaron O’Shea under his arms as he steps up to the top turnbuckle and leaps off. Crimson Skull throws Aaron O’Shea across the ring with a crucifix powerbomb from the top turnbuckle sending him crashing through the canvas.


“HOLY SHIT EH!” “HOLY SHIT EH!” “HOLY SHIT EH!”

Crimson Skull grimaces on the mat as he drags himself toward the hole. He reaches in grabbing hold of Aaron O’Shea to drag him out of it. Crimson Skull crosses the arms of Aaron O’Shea over his chest and covers him


-1-2-3-


Aaron O’Shea lays motionless and the referee calls for the bell.


[Ding Ding]



Tommy Cornell: Wow... Flatliner from the top turnbuckle through the ring! They’re going to have to fix the damage done before the No Limit Invitational!

John Greed: We see amazing matches all the time working for NLWF, but wow! What a tremendous one on one encounter, totally lived up to all the hype and more, Crimson Skull prevails in the biggest win of his NLWF career.

Crimson Skull rolls away from Aaron O’Shea then he sits up in his corner. He stares across the ring at him and the hole in the canvas then he looks up at the turnbuckle he tossed him from as he starts to get back up.


Tommy Cornell: Skull has a title match waiting for him, he’s already claimed his spot in the World title match, I think he’s finally ready to be the Reaper!

John Greed: Skull claims vengeance. Years ago it was O’Shea who ruined Skull’s career. Tonight it is The Reaper who ruins O’Shea’s Warrior Games moment!

Crimson Skull stands in the corner and walks to stand over Aaron O’Shea.


WINNER: CRIMSON SKULL via Pinfall [44:04]


Tommy Cornell: I had no idea how this match would go, but we just witnessed a Warrior Games classic.

John Greed: With more to come, you can tell the level of the show has been lifted by the last two matches!

Crimson Skull grabs Aaron O’Shea and he drags him across the ring. He drops down and rolls out, then reaches underneath to pull out a thick long chain. He wraps the chain around the neck of Aaron O’Shea, then places a padlock on it to lock it around his neck.


Tommy Cornell: Skull has just put a biker chain dog collar on O’Shea!

John Greed: Tight, O’Shea’s face is turning red! That chain is crushing his throat.

Crimson Skull walks over and attaches the chain to the back of the custom made chopper Aaron O’Shea made his entrance on. Crimson Skull gets on the bike and kicks to start it up having trouble getting it running.


Tommy Cornell: He’s going to drag O’Shea out of here!

John Greed: I thought this match would end the rivalry, but it seems to have only intensified things!

Crimson Skull gets the chopper roaring starting it up. He peers over his shoulder as Aaron O’Shea stands on the ring apron and leaps off with the chain around his neck, connecting a dropkick into the face of Crimson Skull knocking him off of the chopper.


Tommy Cornell: Whoa! Are you kidding me!? O’Shea still has fight in him!

John Greed: This is incredible! They just fought nearly forty five minutes, they are both exhausted, yet both men are still going because neither has been able to kill the other!

Crimson Skull crawls up the ramp and gets to his feet limping on his left leg. He turns around slowly and backs up the rest of the ramp to the stage. He holds his arms up and fireballs shoot up on both sides of him, the gates of hell behind him from his entrance.


Tommy Cornell: They live to fight another day, I want to see the rematch already!

John Greed: I DON’T THINK THEY ARE DONE!

Aaron O’Shea takes off up the ramp on the chopper gaining speed as he moves toward Crimson Skull. Aaron O’Shea makes it to the top of the ramp and jumps off the back of the bike sending it launching off the ramp at Crimson Skull on the stage. The chopper runs him over sending him through the gates of hell before pulling Aaron O’Shea by the chain around his throat dragging him through the gates of hell as well.


“HOLY SHIT EH!” “THIS IS AWESOME EH!” “HOLY SHIT EH!” “THIS IS AWESOME EH!”

The shot shows the stage Warrior Games helmet and moves inside showing Aaron O’Shea laid out on the steps leading to gorilla position, chain around his neck, while Crimson Skull lays under the chopper at the bottom of the steps.


Tommy Cornell: HOLY HIGH HELL! THEY ARE DEAD!

John Greed: Wow.. wow.. just wow..

Replays show the chopper colliding its front tire into the chest of Crimson Skull sending him flying backwards through the gate. The chain gives a tug from the force and sends Aaron O’Shea following after full force.


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Re: Warrior Games: March 30th 2013

Post by Brenton Cyrus on April 15th 2013, 10:46 pm

Medical personnel come to the aid of both Aaron O’Shea and Crimson Skull. Aaron O’Shea starts to shove hands away from him and he grabs at the chain locked around his throat trying to create some space.

Aaron O’Shea

Is he dead? Did that kill him?

Aaron O’Shea sits up looking down the stairs at Crimson Skull as he starts trying to get the chopper off of him.


Aaron O’Shea

GET OFF OF ME!

Aaron O’Shea stands up on the steps and leaps off coming down with an elbow drop into the face of Crimson Skull trapped under the chopper. Aaron O’Shea unloads with a flurry of punches and elbows into his face until he goes limp.


Aaron O’Shea

This wasn’t personal.. You made this personal! You took my Warrior Games moment from me! I will take your career!

Aaron O’Shea pulls the chain from the back of the chopper and begins to wrap it around the neck and face of Crimson Skull. He rolls the copper off of him to an upright position and kick starts it up in one attempt. Aaron O’Shea takes off down the hall holding on tight to the handlebars as the chain pulls around his neck and drags Crimson Skull behind.


Tommy Cornell: He’s choking himself and Skull as he drags him away!

John Greed: This has got to be the most insane match follow up we’ve ever seen! Now it’s become a rivalry!

The shot fades back to the ringside area where the ring is getting fixed, the hole in the mat covered up by wooden planks and spare canvas.


Tommy Cornell: IT’S TIME FOR THE MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING!!

John Greed: Tommy, it’s not the main event yet, it’s the No Limit Invitational.

Tommy Cornell: EXACTLY! Chuck Fucking Matthews returning to NLWF, to War Games, the streak is going to roll on! Will it go to eighteen? Nineteen? TWENTY wins without a loss at big events?

John Greed: Hostyle Jones made the challenge, he wants to end the streak, he’s the only man who will have two chances..

Cast out the storm in my head I've tripped and fell in
Caught in my conscience again
I try to push it away

Tommy Cornell: FUCK YEAH!

World to Burn by Rev Theory plays throughout the arena. The camera focuses on the jumbotron, where Chuck’s smirking face is seen, before it’s engulfed in a shadow, showing only his sunken eyes and wicked smile. The camera pans down to the entrance curtain for a moment. Finally, Chuck Matthews emerges, looking at the ring. He faces the ring, wearing a smirk identical to his big screen counterpart.


Tommy Cornell: Wait... is that Chuck Matthews or Michael Harris? Who is that on the screen?

John Greed: It’s Chuck Matthews, cant you tell?

In case you forget I'll boldly just let it all fade
Search the silence
I can't believe all the lies that you tell me I break

Chuck stops halfway down the ramp and looks to the cheering crowd. He raises his hands in his signature old-style cornas. Fireworks erupt in a line behind him, firing back and forth for a moment. Chuck looks back to the the ring, and continues walking. He runs up the steps and pauses on the apron, flashing a grin at the crowd before stepping between the ropes.


This is the world that you burn.
This is the life that you waste.
How does it feel on your own, now that you're pushing me away?

Chuck climbs up on the turnbuckle. He stares at the crowd, sneering at them, and stretches out his arms, soaking in the crowd's reactions. Finally, he points to the opponent, shakes his head, then motions to himself. He hops down from the corner, and turns, pacing back and forth, and smoothing out his hair. He stares at the opponent as he rolls his wrists, getting ready for the bell.


Tommy Cornell: HOW LONG IT HAS BEEN! Bout as long as that mans penis! No homo!

John Greed: Really? Cause that sounded pretty homo of you.. Nonetheless Chuck Matthews has arrived for the No Limit Invitational and I just hope he doesn’t shit himself.

Hostyle Jones comes out getting booed by the crowd as he makes his way down the ramp wearing an Ape Shit Army jersey.


Tommy Cornell: No Ape Shit army members here.

John Greed: Nope, just a bunch of odd Canadians.

Hostyle Jones enters the ring and Chuck Matthews exits grabbing a ME microphone.


Chuck Matthews

What makes you think you deserve a match against me, a match against the streak? I personally don’t even want to add you twice, adding you once was bad enough. The streak is far more prestigious than any championship titles! You fall into the same category as Brooklyn Brawler, Naked Cowboy, Carver Ocean on the list of people i’ve added to the streak! So that is who you will fight. You’re going to have to earn a shot at the streak, by surviving the No Limit Invitational, the winner gets the honor of fighting against the streak! Best of luck, you’ll need it.

Chuck Matthews walks around the announcers table and takes a seat next to Tommy Cornell at the guest spot position. He takes the spare headset and puts it on. Carver Ocean makes his way out onto the ramp bearded and ready to fight as he runs to the ring.


Tommy Cornell: We are honored and humbled to be joined here by the soon to be Immortal, the man who has done it all and even more, CHUCK FUCKING MATTHEWS!

John Greed: Welcome back Mr. Matthews.

Chuck Matthews: Thanks guys, we are about to watch a War Games.. Warrior Games classic here, the No Limit Invitational!

Tommy Cornell: It’s a War Games tradition thanks to you!

Hostyle Jones leans over the ropes calling out for Chuck Matthews to come fight him. He turns around as Carver Ocean enters the ring and the referee calls for the bell.




NO LIMIT INVITATIONAL PRIZE FIGHT MATCH

Hostyle Jones [vs] Carver Ocean

[Ding Ding]

Hostyle Jones spins with a heel kick into the liver area of Carver Ocean making him keel over following a delayed reaction. Hostyle Jones jumps at him connecting a knee to his face then a spinning back elbow that sends him to the corner. Hostyle Jones moves in with a body chop standing him upright against the turnbuckles. Hostyle Jones steps in with a running knee lift into his face in the corner, then pats him with three jabs before lifting him to drop him onto a knee with an atomic drop. Hostyle Jones hooks the head of Carver Ocean and pulls him down with a bulldog.


Tommy Cornell: Chuckster, Jones is a talented fellow, but I think you would agree he thinks he is WAY better than he actually is.

John Greed: Well...

Chuck Matthews: You’re right about that Tommy, he has a ton of potential, but when it comes to showing he’s a single threat he seems to choke.

Hostyle Jones moves to the corner climbing to the top turnbuckle. He points to Chuck Matthews behind the announcers table.


Tommy Cornell: This is what I mean, focus on finishing Carver!

John Greed: He seems..

Chuck Matthews: All he can think about is being the blemish on my streak and that’s exactly what he would be, but the man with a plan knows he wont even get a shot tonight!

Hostyle Jones leaps off the top turnbuckle with a shooting star press coming down on Carver Ocean into his back.


Tommy Cornell: That was impressive, I’m liking the evolution of the big man who can fly as well.

John Greed: Guys like Ho..

Chuck Matthews: Just wait until you see what I’ve been working on, Tommy you may shit yourself when you seem the improvements to my overall ring work and brilliance!

Hostyle Jones begins to apply the Modified Camel Clutch grabbing the wrists of Carver Ocean, crossing them around neck with extension, causing him to choke himself.


Tommy Cornell: Chuck, what would you do to reverse this move?

John Greed: Don’t...

Chuck Matthews: I would simply reverse it into the Cryptic Clutch, a move I have been able to perfect as a counter attack to other moves.

Hostyle Jones sits back with the hold locked in.


Tommy Cornell: Stray Jacket he calls it, but I don’t think he could get this in on you.

John Greed: I...

Chuck Matthews: I wont ever find myself in this position, I don’t even think Hostyle will make it to fight me.

Hostyle Jones forces Carver Ocean to verbally submit getting the referee to call for the bell.


[Ding Ding]

Tommy Cornell: That’s one victory here at Warrior Games in the No Limit Invitational!

John Greed: Now can we just see Hostyle Jones versus Chuck Matthews?

Chuck Matthews stands up behind the announcers table and walks around it looking into the ring as Hostyle Jones breaks the hold and moves toward him leaning over the ropes. Chuck Matthews grabs a microphone.


Chuck Matthews

I guess you are ready to be added to the streak twice. But once again, I just can’t help but think you’re just a tag team kinda guy. You find a strong partner, someone who can win singles gold and you latch onto them like a leech as you’re able to contribute to a tag title reign. But that is all you are. Just a sidekick. A tag team partner to real champions!

Tommy Cornell: He’s got a point there, Hostyle has done the same thing now.

John Greed: But the guy is on the verge of being a major champion, he’s on the brink.

Chuck Matthews

Bring on the next challenger. If you can win this match, I’ll give you your match.

Chuck Matthews smirks as Hostyle Jones peers over his shoulder looking toward the stage. All of the sudden though the arena lights began to dim down and a dark red tint filled the lights making the entire arena a dark red. Up on the stage there was a single spotlight shining down as the tron featured the following statement.


“12 years ago a man set out to achieve one goal and that goal was to be the greatest professional wrestler to ever lace up a pair of boots. 12 years later, 21 World Titles Later, Several Main Events later, and Legacy built that will never be forgotten – that very goal has been accomplished. Yet the hunger to continue to be the best is still there. Tonight the greatest wrestler alive today feasts once again…HE IS HERE!”


Upon that following message being made “No One Cares” by Atreyu begins to play over the arena speakers and nearly instantly the crowd cheers with everything they have within them for they knew who was about to make their presence known. Sure enough a couple seconds later Michael Harris walked out on stage in his wrestling gear and a huge smirk on his face. With the cheers increasing Harris just smirked a little bit more soaking in the love as it was something he thrived on. Moments later he started to make his way down the ramp.


Chante Rich: Introducing at this time from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds. The Untouchable One, The Greatest Wrestler Alive Today, and the King of Wrestling: Michael Harris!


By now Harris had reached the ringside area and he wasted no time at all walking up the steps making his way across the apron. He stopped to look out at the crowd with that arrogant smirk featured before stepping through the ropes and getting into the ring. Once he was in the ring he wasted no time at all going to the nearest turnbuckle and climbing it. Harris then tossed his arms out to the sides and titled his head back while shouting out “Bow Before Me” which obviously got an even bigger reaction from the crowd as they start to bow in waves. On that note Harris jumped down and the lights started to go back to normal.


Chuck Matthews

Thefuck was that?

Tommy Cornell: Apparently NLWF got a Chuck Matthews imposter anyway, just in case he decided to pull a ChickenHawk or Big Mac, or shit his britches like Axle.

John Greed: If Hostyle wants to go against Chuck Matthews, he has to defeat a man who looks nearly identical to Chuck Matthews...

Chuck Matthews

Hostyle Jones, meet my doppelgänger! This is Michael Harris a man NLWF invited to join the No Limit Invitational. The Federation didn’t have enough faith in you to get the job done here tonight against the streak, the same way they didn’t have the trust in me to do what I do best. Michael Harris is here to play the role of hero and that role of a lifetime begins... right now!

Chuck Matthews calls for the bell and leans on the front of the announcers table crossing his arms as he stares into the ring. Michael Harris and Hostyle Jones circle around.




NO LIMIT INVITATIONAL PRIZE FIGHT MATCH

Hostyle Jones [vs] Michael Harris

[Ding Ding]

Michael Harris moves in with a running big boot but Hostyle Jones ducks underneath it and shoots off to the ropes. He rebounds as Michael Harris spins around to duck and lift him overhead with a back body drop sending him flying to the center of the canvas. Michael Harris moves in fast and begins to punch Hostyle Jones to his head before lifting him up into a snap suplex taking him over.


Tommy Cornell: All twin jokes aside Michael Harris is one of the greatest to step foot in the ring.

John Greed: You don’t win twenty one major titles in this sport unless you’re something great, or unless you have title reigns like Chuck Matthews.

Michael Harris watches as Hostyle Jones gets up catching him with a running knee lift into a one handed bulldog back down to the mat. Both men stand up quickly, Hostyle Jones turning red as he angrily steps in after Michael Harris who stops and delivers a yakuza kick to his chest then steps in with a roaring elbow pushing him against the ropes to deliver a chop.


Tommy Cornell: Watch your mouth, in fact, shut it the next time you want to talk about Chuck Matthews!

John Greed: Michael Harris has a chance to defeat one half of the tag team champions here tonight. So far so good.

Michael Harris irish whips Hostyle Jones across the ring sending him rebounding off the ropes into a super kick catching him to the throat as he ducks right into it. Hostyle Jones nearly moonsaults from the force, holding his throat as he hits the ground. Michael Harris drops down and moves in to pin him.


-1-2-3

Hostyle Jones is able to kickout, powering his shoulder up off the mat.

Tommy Cornell: Contact Kill from Michael Harris! Hostyle Jones didn’t see it coming and went right into it!

John Greed: I’m surprised he kicked out, but imagine how much it would suck if he can’t even get the match he’s been trying to get.

Michael Harris moves to the corner and steps out to the ring apron. He moves up the outside turnbuckles and stands upright on the top turnbuckle overlooking Hostyle Jones as he holds his throat. Michael Harris soars up into the air and grabs his right wrist as he comes down with an elbow drop into the heart of Hostyle Jones. He follows up with a pinfall.


-1-2-3

Hostyle Jones kicks his feet and powers his shoulder up rolling it off the mat.


Tommy Cornell: Another near fall, this one coming off The Greatest Elbow Drop In History!

John Greed: GREATEST ELBOW DROP IN HISTORY! The Untouchable One is living true to the name, he’s fighting the perfect fight so far!

Michael Harris grabs the legs of Hostyle Jones and he sets him up turning him over to lock him in a sharpshooter. He sits back on the hold and Hostyle Jones reaches out for the ropes in pain. Chuck Matthews steps forward and leans against the ring apron staring into the ring as Hostyle Jones tries to move toward him, toward the ropes.


Tommy Cornell: Calm down Johnny, that elbow drop was alright..

John Greed: I’ve decided to be a Michael Harris fan the way you are a Chuck Matthews fan. UNTOUCHABLE ONE!

Michael Harris lifts his right foot and stomps back into the head and side of the face of Hostyle Jones in the sharpshooter before bringing his foot back. He reaches out as Michael Harris continues to pull back with the hold applied. Hostyle Jones touches the bottom rope but Chuck Matthews reaches out and pulls it back just out of his reach.


Tommy Cornell: Jones forced to struggle some more!

John Greed: He has to deal with Michael Harris inside the ring, and the Michael Harris wannabe outside the ring!

Tommy Cornell: You shut your filthy mouth!

The referee scolds Chuck Matthews who releases the rope allowing Hostyle Jones to grab it. Michael Harris releases the sharpshooter and moves to the center of the ring holding his arms up. Hostyle Jones uses the ropes to start getting up, taking a swing at Chuck Matthews on the outside as he does, but he ducks under it and steps back.


Tommy Cornell: Chuck Matthews with ninja like reflexes!

John Greed: He’s got much bigger problems to worry about than Chuck Matthews!

Michael Harris runs and drops a leg across the back of Hostyle Jones choking him against the middle rope. He slides out of the ring to the apron and delivers a kick to the side of his head knocking him off the rope. Michael Harris lifts Hostyle Jones to his feet on the inside of the ring moving him toward the corner. Michael Harris climbs up the outside while forcing Hostyle Jones to climb to the top turnbuckle setting him up for a suplex. Michael Harris lifts Hostyle Jones up and takes him over suplexing him to the outside of the ring from the top turnbuckle.


“THAT WAS AWESOME EH!” “THAT WAS AWESOME EH!”

Tommy Cornell: Superplex from the outside of the ring, to the ringside floor!

John Greed: Hostyle Jones lands in front of the announcers tables with a thud!

Michael Harris sits up, then he stands and looks at Chuck Matthews who golf claps for him. Michael Harris reaches down to lift Hostyle Jones and he’s shoved back a bit creating space. He jolts in but Michael Harris is quick to lift Hostyle Jones for a flapjack sending him face and chest first into the ring post before coming down into the ring steps.


Tommy Cornell: Perfectly timed flapjack move, sends Hostyle Jones into the post.

John Greed: I’m shocked he recovered from that superplex, but Harris has this match going his way!

Michael Harris runs and drives a knee into the back of Hostyle Jones against the ring steps before lifting him off. He sets him up for a DDT as he walks up the steps with him. Michael Harris grabs the pants of Hostyle Jones lifting him into an Implant DDT into the ring steps.


Tommy Cornell: Harris hurts himself a bit against those steps, but he annihilates the face of Hostyle!

John Greed: That was a flowing DDT that snapped off perfectly. Hurting himself to do damage, reminds me of someone..

Michael Harris drags Hostyle Jones off the ring steps and he rolls him into the ring sliding inside to pin him.


-1-2-3

Hostyle Jones places his foot on the bottom rope making Michael Harris smirk as he gets up. He walks over grabbing the top rope as he jumps and comes down delivering a stomp down into the knee of Hostyle Jones knocking his foot off the rope. He drops down to pin him again. Michael Harris lifts his legs and hooks his feet over the top rope for extra leverage.


-1-2-3-

The referee notices the feet of Michael Harris on the ropes and calls off the pinfall. Michael Harris stands up and starts to argue with him.


Tommy Cornell: Hostyle survives the No Limit Invitational by getting his foot on the ropes, Harris almost takes the win by getting his feet on the ropes!

John Greed: I haven’t seen old school cheating like that in a long while, he got caught, but he easily could have won with it.

Michael Harris is school boy rolled up by Hostyle Jones as he continued confronting the referee.


-1-2-

Michael Harris is quick to kick out and stand up holding his ground as Hostyle Jones rolls up to his feet and runs at him. Michael Harris lifts Hostyle Jones up for a flapjack but instead of falling back he lets him drop into a jumping European uppercut that rocks his jaw.


Tommy Cornell: Harris with a very nice misdirection move!

John Greed: Fakes the flapjack sending him instead into the full impact of that European style uppercut.

Michael Harris

THE GREATEST ALIVE HAS ARRIVED!

Michael Harris begins to stomp Hostyle Jones into the mat starting at his feet, moving up his legs to his knees before he begins to stomp at the midsection and solar plexus area bouncing him up and down on the mat. Michael Harris continues to stomp into the chest, then the face of Hostyle Jones before he stops with his foot over his face.


-1-

Hostyle Jones kicks out and grunts on the canvas as he sits up.


Tommy Cornell: I think Hostyle Jones is feeling his inner primate..

John Greed: Oh no.. Well considering he hasn’t laid a hand on Harris this entire match, I think he can handle a little bit of monkey business.

Michael Harris slaps Hostyle Jones to the back of his head as he starts to stand up. Hostyle Jones begins to pound into his chest with his fists as his face turns red freaking the fuck out as he switches to berserker mode.


Tommy Cornell: He’s now officially landed more strikes on himself than he has on Harris!

John Greed: He may be going ape shit, but Harris is in Untouchable mode!

Michael Harris moves back as Hostyle Jones charges his with a flurry of wild strikes. He mixes in punches and kicks, spinning and throwing wildly trying to hit Michael Harris as he backs away until leaning into the ropes. He steps forward with a yakuza kick that connects directly into the face of Hostyle Jones who takes it and holds his position trying not to stagger. Michael Harris moves in with a roaring elbow to the temple of Hostyle Jones then he backs up running to the ropes. He rebounds back and tackles Hostyle Jones with the full force of the Gore.


Tommy Cornell: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?

John Greed: BROOKLYN KNOCKOUT! BROOKLYN KNOCKOUT! Hollywood Impact eat your heart out!

Michael Harris rises to his feet with a smile on his face staring to the outside of the ring at Chuck Matthews, taunting him a bit. Hostyle Jones lays packaged over himself in the center of the ring, trying to fight back up. Michael Harris walks over and lifts Hostyle Jones to his feet then delivers a slap across his face.

Michael Harris

I’M BETTER THAN YOU! I’M BETTER THAN HIM! I’M THE BEST ALIVE!

Michael Harris steps back out of the way of a left hook from Hostyle Jones then he steps in and is able to lift him up to his shoulders in the firemans carry. Michael Harris spins Hostyle Jones around dropping him into a TKO stunner, driving him face first into his shoulder as they land.


Tommy Cornell: Hostyle typically goes ape shit and becomes a no sell machine.. he can’t no sell the attacks of Harris though.

John Greed: Harris has a chance to do the unthinkable here tonight, he would instantly move into the top ten I would say!

Michael Harris stands up and he places his foot on the chest of Hostyle Jones.


-1-2-3-

Hostyle Jones shoves the foot off of his chest as he rolls to his side barely able to kickout. Michael Harris smiles as he backs into the corner. Hostyle Jones manages to get up hitting himself to the head a couple of times as he turns around. Michael Harris runs out of the corner and delivers a big boot into his face, then he keeps running and bounces off the ropes springboarding off with a blockbuster on Hostyle Jones taking him down in the center of the ring.


Tommy Cornell: What a great combo of moves!

John Greed: We are witnessing an absolute showcase of Michael Harris in this match, here at Warrior Games!

Michael Harris moves to the corner lifting himself to sit on the top turnbuckle.


Michael Harris

I’m sorry, that I’m not sorry, that I’m here to spoil your night!

Michael Harris stands up on the top turnbuckle looking down at Hostyle Jones unable to even sit up as he lays on the canvas. He leaps off with a Corkscrew Shooting Star Press landing down across the chest and face of Hostyle Jones down on the mat.


“That was awesome eh!” “That was awesome eh!”

Tommy Cornell: Not only is he beating Hostyle, he’s destroying him!

John Greed: That’s one half of the World Crowned tag team champions, getting decimated by the best alive!

Michael Harris sits up smiling. He stares to the outside of the ring where Chuck Matthews watches, no longer amused. He stands up and leans over the ropes looking to the outside. He reaches down and opens the ropes inviting Chuck Matthews to come inside.


Tommy Cornell: I hate how he is taunting the Chuckster! That man is a soon to be Immortal, a War Games legend, and a sex icon! How dare he not be shown the respect he deserves!

John Greed: Harris has called out Jones, he’s called out Matthews, and tonight he’s already put the entire roster on notice!

Michael Harris lets go of the ropes and turns around to drop down pinning Hostyle Jones.

-1-2-3

Hostyle Jones somehow shoots his arm off the mat but falls victim to a crippler crossface hold from Michael Harris. Hostyle Jones kicks his feet into the canvas and rolls forward escaping the hold as both men get up. Hostyle Jones steps into a spinning roundhouse kick from Michael Harris but manages to catch it, only to take an enziguri kick from the other leg.


Tommy Cornell: Great sequence there but once again the Untouchable one remains that way.

John Greed: A win over Hostyle and I believe he’ll be entitled to a tag title match.

Michael Harris moves in and pins Hostyle Jones.


-1-2-3

Hostyle Jones is able to kickout. He is lifted up to his feet only to be dropped by a reverse DDT. Michael Harris stands up and moves to the corner climbing to the top turnbuckle motioning for Hostyle Jones to get up.


Tommy Cornell: He keeps getting up just to take some more!

John Greed: Harris isn’t going to stop either, not until he gets the job done!

Hostyle Jones stands up and Michael Harris swan dives off the top turnbuckle at him catching his head for a DDT down into the canvas. Michael Harris holds his arms up then shoots the half turning Hostyle Jones over to his back to cover him for a pinfall.


-1-2-3-

The referee has to stop his hand from hitting the mat as the shoulder of Hostyle Jones rolls up from the mat. Michael Harris looks shocked.


Tommy Cornell: The Ape Shit Army Admirable finds a way to kick out!

John Greed: No Ape Shit Army in attendance here in Canada, but that wont stop Hostyle from going ape shit!

Michael Harris stands lifting Hostyle Jones to his feet as well. He shoots Hostyle Jones off to the ropes and ducks his head. Hostyle Jones rebounds and jumps over Michael Harris able to take him over with a sunset flip.


-1-2-

Michael Harris heel clicks smashing his legs into the sides of the head of Hostyle Jones breaking the pinfall.


Tommy Cornell: Jones still trying to pull off a win!

John Greed: Comes back with a sunset flip, getting a quick two count but he needs to follow up.

Both men stand up and run at each other. Michael Harris throws a short arm clothesline but Hostyle Jones is able to duck it and shoot off to the ropes springboarding off. He catches Michael Harris with a moonsault dropkick to his face dropping them both down to the canvas.


Tommy Cornell: Aggravated Assault! He face planted hard into the mat though as he landed!

John Greed: He had to do anything he could to finally land a strike on Harris!

Michael Harris holds his face as Hostyle Jones pushes up off that mat looking around. He drags himself to the corner and uses the turnbuckles to get to a standing position.


Tommy Cornell: He’s finally got Harris in an advantages position, can he capitalize?

John Greed: He fought Carver Ocean, has been getting beaten by Michael Harris, can he pull off two in a row?

Hostyle Jones lifts himself to sit on the top turnbuckle. Michael Harris stands up and watches as he jumps off, connecting a vaulting body press. Hostyle Jones gets the cover.


-1-

Michael Harris rolls through getting the pinfall on Hostyle Jones instead.


-1-2-

Hostyle Jones kicks out and both men lay on the canvas. Michael Harris sits up and starts to get to his feet.


Tommy Cornell: Nothing seems to be stopping either of these guys!

John Greed: What an amazing comeback performance by Michael Harris against an always game Hostyle Jones!

Michael Harris lifts Hostyle Jones for a snap powerbomb but he flows through to land on his feet. Hostyle Jones jumps grabbing the head of Michael Harris to pull him down into double knees to the face.


Tommy Cornell: Hostyle Jones with that modified lobotomy codebreaker!

John Greed: Great move off the powerbomb counter!

Hostyle Jones pins Michael Harris.


-1-2-

Michael Harris shifts to the side going for a crippler crossface on Hostyle Jones who rolls away from him to the corner.


Tommy Cornell: Hostyle escapes!

John Greed: How is he surviving?


Hostyle Jones runs up the corner and moonsaults off taking Michael Harris down in the center of the ring covering him.


-1-2-


Michael Harris is able to power his arm up getting his shoulder off the mat.

Tommy Cornell: Hostyle Jones is burnt out here, and I don’t mean he’s stoned!

John Greed: He’s exhausted from the pace Harris pushed him at, but he’s still in this fight!

Hostyle Jones stands up and walks away toward to the corner but Michael Harris springs to life wrapping around his leg tripping him down as he locks him in a kneebar submission hold.


Tommy Cornell: Harris out of nowhere locks in a kneebar! A sambo specialty!

John Greed: He’s got his leg locked, he’s starting to pull back on it and hyper extend it at the knee!

Michael Harris rolls twisting the leg of Hostyle Jones to the right as he moves him to the center of the ring with the kneebar fully locked in.


Tommy Cornell: He’s going to rip his leg off, break it in half!

John Greed: He’s twisting and bending with all his might, knowing the match is on the line!

Hostyle Jones bites his hand but is forced to tap out on the canvas. Michael Harris releases the leg rolling away to the ring apron where he sits looking at Chuck Matthews as the referee calls for the bell.


[Ding Ding]

Tommy Cornell: Whoa! I was not expecting that at all! Out of nowhere, flash submission hold, and once Harris has your leg, it becomes his property, he owns it!

John Greed: That comes from his mentor, how impressive was that, a win over a tag team champion who has a title match waiting for him!

Michael Harris motions for Chuck Matthews to bring it on as he stands on the ring apron leaning against the ropes.


Tommy Cornell: Chuck Matthews versus Michael Harris in the No Limit Invitational finale!

John Greed: So much on the line in this contest, but how are we going to tell these guys apart?

Tommy Cornell: Because Chuck Matthews is going to be the one WINNING!

John Greed: We’ll see about that, easier said than done against THE UNTOUCHABLE ONE!

Tommy Cornell: SHUT UP JOHNNY! You’ve only been a fan of this guy for one damn match! Stop pretending like you’re his biggest fan! I’ve seen everything Chuck Matthews has done, I’ve witnessed all of his Immortal greatness and his brilliance, so SHUT UP! JUST SHUT THE HELL UP!

John Greed: Geez, calm down! You’re going to shit bricks when HARRIS BEATS MATTHEWS!

Chuck Matthews smirks as he brings the microphone to his mouth, then back down shaking his head. He walks back and forth pacing on the outside of the ring then he crosses his arms as he looks up at Michael Harris watching him from the ring apron.


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Re: Warrior Games: March 30th 2013

Post by Brenton Cyrus on April 17th 2013, 6:48 pm

Tommy Cornell: TONIGHT CHUCK MATTHEWS GOES STREAKING!! Matthews versus Harris, No Limit Invitational, this is what War Games is about!

John Greed: We thought we would have a showdown between Chuck Matthews and Hostyle Jones, instead Michael Harris interjects for an epic encounter!

Chuck Matthews

You can’t even beat someone who looks like Chuck Matthews, yet you thought you could defeat the streak? Hostyle you haven’t changed a bit, you’re still the same pathetic ego maniac who thinks he is much better than he actually is! Gentlemen, escort Hoe out of the building! Clearly he does not deserve to be here!


ME Security removes Hostyle Jones from ringside forcing him up the ramp. Chuck Matthews shifts his focus back to Michael Harris on the ring apron still with his arms crossed.


Chuck Matthews

As for you. When I came back, I agreed to a match against Hostyle Jones if he could last the No Limit Invitational. He did not, therefore I have no obligation to step into that ring against you. I’ve decided the streak is going to wait for an even bigger event! The streak is going...

Michael Harris runs and swan dives off the ring apron catching the head of Chuck Matthews pulling him into a DDT down into the ringside floor.


Tommy Cornell: How dare he!

John Greed: How dare he continue this match? Because it’s what he came to do!

Michael Harris lifts Chuck Matthews to his feet and he whips him sending him shoulder first into the ring steps. He follows him over and lifts him off the ring steps before rolling him into the ring. Michael Harris pumps up his arms getting the crowd standing and cheering. He slides into the ring and orders the referee to call for the bell.





NO LIMIT INVITATIONAL PRIZE FIGHT MATCH

Michael Harris [vs] Chuck Matthews

[Ding Ding]

Michael Harris runs a delivers a short arm clotheslines dropping Chuck Matthews back down to the mat. He hits and shoots up to his feet as he can running into a roaring elbow. Michael Harris follows up slapping Chuck Matthews across his face before he connects a low dropkick into his his knee dropping him again.


Tommy Cornell: Chuck has had a lot of knee injuries over the course of his illustrious career!

John Greed: Harris is looking to expose a few of those injuries now.

Michael Harris stomps the knee of Chuck Matthews into the mat then rolls him over to his stomach and drops down to lock in an STF. Michael Harris face smashes him into the mat then pulls back on the submission again. Chuck Matthews crawls and grabs the bottom rope getting Michael Harris to release him. Chuck Matthews uses the ropes to start getting up and Michael Harris runs dropping a knee into his back to choke him over the middle rope. Michael Harris slides out to the ring apron and holds his arms up taking in the ovation.


Tommy Cornell: Maybe that’s Chuck winning the match right now and we are just confused..

John Greed: No chance, that’s Harris back at what he does the best!

Michael Harris lifts Chuck Matthews inside the ring from the apron and is hooked for a suplex that he has to European uppercut out of. He grabs Chuck Matthews inside the ring and jumps throwing both legs over the top rope to catch him with a hurricanrana that snaps him over taking them both to ringside. Michael Harris lands on his feet and climbs back up to the apron before moving to the corner.


Tommy Cornell: Damn it! Harris with a great move I didn’t expect to see out of him.

John Greed: Even after fighting against Hostyle Jones for over half an hour, Michael Harris is still the Untouchable One!

Michael Harris climbs to the top turnbuckle and looks down at Chuck Matthews laid out on the ringside floor. Michael Harris jumps flipping around for a 450 splash, but he continues through the rotation with the extra room and lands a 540 Guillotine leg drop down across the face of Chuck Matthews.


“HOLY SHIT EH!” “HOLY SHIT EH!” “HOLY SHIT EH!”

Michael Harris pulls himself back to sit leaned against the ring steps looking at Chuck Matthews who rolls to his stomach holding his face and head.

Tommy Cornell: Harris is pulling out everything here tonight, he’s trying to make the grandest debut at the grandest stage for Warriors!

John Greed: He’s already beaten a champion, can he defeat a soon to be Immortal and holder of a seventeen win streak at events like this?

Michael Harris rises to his feet and he turns around reaching down to grab the ringside matting. He pulls it up from around the ring steps and throws it over the corner guardrail looking out at the fans as he exposes the cement arena floor. He moves over and drags Chuck Matthews to lay him on the ring steps.


Tommy Cornell: That damn referee is just letting this happen, he’s not even counting out! ASSHOLE!

John Greed: No Limit, he’s one of the few anarchy referees who remain and he’s going to let this fight play out however it may!

Michael Harris walks up the ring steps casually then reaches down to grab handfuls of the hair of Chuck Matthews lifting him into a double hammerlock on the ring steps. Michael Harris lifts Chuck Matthews up holding him in double hammerlock suplex position letting the blood flow to his head. He turns and steps forward letting him hit the ring post before Michael Harris turns around and jumps off the ring steps with a double hammerlock spike piledriver on Chuck Matthews into the exposed arena floor.


“God of Hardcore!” *CLAP*CLAP*CLAP CLAP CLAP* “God of Hardcore!”
*CLAP*CLAP*CLAP CLAP CLAP*
“God of Hardcore!” *CLAP*CLAP*CLAP CLAP CLAP* “God of Hardcore!”

Michael Harris gives a shove to Chuck Matthews packaged in front of him so that he can back up to sit on the ring steps surveying the damage done.


Tommy Cornell: THAT SON OF A BITCH! He’s trying to hurt Chuck! He’s trying to end his damn career!

John Greed: He very well might, the Land of No Limits may not be big enough for the both of them!

Michael Harris stands and drags Chuck Matthews by his arm back onto the ringside matting. He lifts his limp body and rolls him into the ring sending him rolling toward the center. Michael Harris moves up to the ring apron then he starts to climb to the top turnbuckle where he stands upright looking down at Chuck Matthews as he lays motionless down on the mat.


Tommy Cornell: Harris has him just where he wants him!

John Greed: Mistake though, he should have pinned him or locked him in a submission now that he’s down and out!

Michael Harris leaps up from the top turnbuckle and he comes down hard with a elbow drop into the chest of Chuck Matthews. He stands up and walks to the other corner and climbs up to the top where he stands and leaps off with another elbow drop coming down into the body of Chuck Matthews this time. Michael Harris rises to his feet and stares down at Chuck Matthews unable to defend himself.

Michael Harris

You’re nothing Matthews! Less than nothing!

Tommy Cornell: This is getting embarrassing...

John Greed: He puts out the black heart of Chuck Matthews with that first elbow, then he drives an elbow into the liver area shutting his entire body down with a single blow!

Michael Harris walks to the corner and climbs up to the top turnbuckle over the head of Chuck Matthews. He leaps off with another elbow drop this one coming down right into the jaw. Michael Harris kips back up to his feet and pumps his arms up then points at himself as he moves to the final corner left unclimbed making his way to the top turnbuckle. Michael Harris stands up and smirks at the top turnbuckle.


Tommy Cornell: WAIT! I must have forgot! Chuck Matthews is the greatest defensive fighter in history! A man who has taken some of the greatest beat downs, only to fight back and win!

John Greed: Only so many beatings a man can take, before he just doesn’t fight back anymore... I’m sorry to say Chuck Matthews is going to go the route of ChickenHawk or FattieMac... Shitty Axxhole...


Michael Harris leaps from the corner to come down with another elbow this time into the knee of Chuck Matthews, quickly following up as he locks his leg in a kneebar cranking back immediately. The referee drops down and counts the shoulders of Chuck Matthews down on the canvas as he’s locked in the hold.


-1-2-3

Michael Harris rolls with the kneebar helping Chuck Matthews get his shoulder off the mat as he has his leg torn apart in the hold.


Tommy Cornell: he wasn’t gonna kickout...

John Greed: HARRIS WITH THE ROLLING KNEEBAR OFF THE FOUR CORNERS OF ELBOW GREATNESS!

Michael Harris kicks into the head and the face of Chuck Matthews as he continues to torque and contort the his leg at the knee. Michael Harris stands up breaking the hold but not releasing the leg as he hooks them both and leans back sending Chuck Matthews to the corner with a slingshot. He turns sideways as he launches hitting the top of the ring post with the top of his head.

Tommy Cornell: That injured leg didn’t have the lift it needed!

John Greed: Chuck is busted open! His head hit the post and he’s bleeding now!


Michael Harris moves to the corner attacking ruthlessly with right hands into the exposed wound on the head of Chuck Matthews before he climbs up to the top turnbuckle with him. Michael Harris lifts Chuck Matthews up and grabs his right leg lifting him up and off the top turnbuckle as he leaps backwards. Both men soar down and hit the Spanish announcers table crashing through it as Michael Harris lands the super flapjack from top turnbuckle outside the ring on Chuck Matthews.


“HOLY SHIT EH!” “HOLY SHIT EH!” “HOLY SHIT EH!”

Tommy Cornell: OH MY GOD! A FLAPJACK FROM THE TOP ROPE! FROM THE INSIDE TO THE OUTSIDE! THAT DAMN CHEAP ASS ANNOUNCERS TABLE!

John Greed: Harris smashed the back of his head going for it all there, but he did some serious internal damage on Chuck Matthews, no doubt about that!

Michael Harris shoves pieces of broken announcers table off of him as he tries to get up. Chuck Matthews lays motionless covering up his head, a pool of blood forming under his arms. Michael Harris grabs him by the back of his head and starts to lift him up to his feet.


Tommy Cornell: What the hell is he doing!?

John Greed: He’s going for the kill! I haven’t seen a killer instinct like the one Harris has in a long damn time!


Michael Harris runs and lifts Chuck Matthews off his feet tackling him onto the middle announcers table in front of Tommy Cornell and John Greed.


Tommy Cornell: HE STOLE HOLLYWOOD IMPACT DAMN IT!

John Greed: Calm down! You’re witnessing BROOKLYN KNOCKOUT! Up close and personal!

Michael Harris punches Chuck Matthews before lifting him to his feet as they stand on the announcers table. He shoves him back a bit to create enough space to deliver a super kick to his throat sending him falling back onto the International announcers table.


Tommy Cornell: THAT SHOULD BE ILLEGAL! Even in No Limits!

John Greed: CONTACT KILL! We have literally seen an Untouchable, perfect performance from Michael Harris!

Michael Harris drops down and rips Chuck Matthews off the table letting him fall to the ringside floor, a bloody mess. He lifts him up and rolls him to the ring apron following him up. Michael Harris motions for Chuck Matthews to stand up as he drops, lowering down.


Tommy Cornell: HE’S STEALING HIS SLOUCH AND SPEAR TECHNIQUE!

John Greed: It’s a free Land of No Limits! Who knows, maybe Chuck stole it from Michael Harris!

Michael Harris gets tired and lifts Chuck Matthews taking a back kick low blow between the legs. Michael Harris backs up holding his balls, then he jolts forward at Chuck Matthews angrily. He dives at him for a tackle but Chuck Matthews leans against the ring post and lifts both knees into his face.

Tommy Cornell: FUCK YEAH! FUCK YEAH! YES! YES! CHUCK MATTHEWS EPIC COMEBACK HERE WE GO!

John Greed: no fucking way...

Michael Harris staggers back on the ring apron holding his face. Chuck Matthews steps forward on his hurt leg and falls tucking and rolling up the step off the bottom rope propelling him into a high knee to the face of Michael Harris knocking him back some more. Chuck Matthews runs falling forward to spear Michael Harris off the apron into the ring post the back of his head smashing into it as they both fall down the ring steps crashing to the exposed arena floor.


“HOLY SHIT EH!” “HOLY SHIT EH!” “HOLY SHIT EH!”

Tommy Cornell: HOLLYWOOD IMPACT!!! FUCK YOU HARRIS!

John Greed: i’m having flashbacks.. i’m starting to remember all the epic comeback wins Chuck Matthews has had over the years in NLWF...

Both men lay motionless on the exposed arena floor ringside. Michael Harris holds the back of his head tight as blood seeps through his fingers. Chuck Matthews lays with a bloody smile on his face until Hostyle Jones leaps over the guardrail and crotch chops as he stands looking down at both men. He reaches down to lift Chuck Matthews then he rolls him inside the ring. Hostyle Jones reaches down and grabs Michael Harris rolling him into the ring as well.


Tommy Cornell: Is he still high on ape shit?

John Greed: He wants to see who is going to win, both these guys beat him on the big stage.

Chuck Matthews is able to capitalize as he crawls and drops his arm over the chest of Michael Harris.

-1-2-3-



Michael Harris has his foot on the bottom rope as he shakes his head down on the mat.



Tommy Cornell: CHUCK MATTHEWS WINS! EIGHTEEN AND ZERO LOSERS!

John Greed: Open your eyes Tommy, you’re living in a dream!

Chuck Matthews sits up smirking a bit through the bloody mask covering his face. He tries to get up but falls back down to the canvas.


Tommy Cornell: How the hell is the greatest mind in all of wrestling going to rise against the odds that are now placed against him!?

John Greed: This is the night where his mind fails him! Too much damage has been done by Harris for him to fight back! Chuck just doesn’t have it anymore!

Chuck Matthews grabs the legs of Michael Harris and he uses them as he stands up. He steps his hurt leg through and Michael Harris comes to life going for a kneebar, but he turns perfectly for Chuck Matthews to lock in an inverted sharpshooter on him.


Tommy Cornell: CRYPTIC CROSS! His injured leg is going to get a chance to rest while he tortures Harris a bit!

John Greed: Come on Harris, please do not do what so many other idiots have done!

Michael Harris pushes up with a smile but takes an elbow blow to the wound on the back of the head from Chuck Matthews as he keeps the hold applied. Michael Harris pushes up again but this time takes a stomp to the back of his head shoving his face down into the canvas. Chuck Matthews twists his toe into the wound on the back of his head then delivers another stomp before bring his foot back into proper position for the submission.


Tommy Cornell: The Master Technician that is Chuck Matthews has snapped back to the land of No Limits and is showing why he is perfect at big time matches!

John Greed: Harris has fought twice as long as Chuck Matthews has, yet has still done far more damage!

Chuck Matthews pushes forward with all his might as Michael Harris covers the back of his head. He lifts his hand, but then brings it down to the mat as he tries to push off the canvas toward the ropes. Michael Harris covers his head again blocking as a stomp comes down. Chuck Matthews brings his foot back and uses it to drag Michael Harris to the center of the ring where he leans forward again and locks in the hold as tight as possible.


Tommy Cornell: IT’S OVER! HE’S GOING TO BLACK HIM OUT!

John Greed: Please stop screaming in my face and ear. You’re louder than this crowd is!

Michael Harris pushes up and is able to tuck and roll forward reversing the inverted sharpshooter perfectly into a kneebar on Chuck Matthews. He pushes up in the hold as his leg is ripped and torn at once again.


Michael Harris

GIVE IT UP!

Chuck Matthews

FUCK YOU ASS CLONE!

Michael Harris hooks the leg of Chuck Matthews under his arm as bends it in the wrong direction.


Tommy Cornell: He’s going to break his damn leg off!

John Greed: I think he already has! Chuck just will never tap out in his entire life! But that leg is devoured!


Michael Harris drives heel strikes into the body of Chuck Matthews as he pulls back with the hold. He extends out and manages to get his finger on the bottom rope forcing Michael Harris to break the hold. Both men lay on the canvas.


Tommy Cornell: Get up Chuck! You can do this! You made one flurry, make another and put him away!

John Greed: This has got to fall into the craziest shit i’ve ever seen category.

Michael Harris manages to get to his feet taking the center of the ring as he watches Chuck Matthews drag himself to the ropes starting to pull himself up to his feet. He stands and peers over at Michael Harris who motions for him to bring it on.


“HARRIS EH!” “MATTHEWS EH!” “HARRIS EH!” “MATTHEWS EH!”

Tommy Cornell: Harris has been fighting for about an hour now, Chuck about half that, but looking at the two of them you would be able to tell.

John Greed: Harris took that Hollywood Impact and had Ape Shit thrown at him but the Untouchable One has lived up to the hype and legendary status he holds!

Chuck Matthews staggers forward and reaches out for a muay thai clinch. Michael Harris dips in and punches him to the knee before he lifts him up to his shoulders in the firemans carry position. Michael Harris spins out dropping Chuck Matthews back, letting him go face first into his shoulder with a stunner on the way down.


Tommy Cornell: DID HE PUNCH HIM TO THE KNEE!?

John Greed: Before he finished him with Welcome To My World!

Chuck Matthews manages to stand on one leg following the TKO. Michael Harris stands up and delivers a super kick in his throat sending him back to the corner where he follows him in with a stinger splash. Michael Harris steps to the ring apron and climbs up to the top turnbuckle pulling Chuck Matthews up double underhooking his arms.


Tommy Cornell: BACK BODY DROP! CHUCK! CHUCK! BACK BODY DROP HIM!

John Greed: Harris has something huge set up!

Michael Harris jumps from the top turnbuckle with Chuck Matthews for a double underhook facebuster. Both men bounce from the impact off the canvas.


Tommy Cornell: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

John Greed: Bow Before Your King! Harris just landed move of the night!

Michael Harris shoots the half rolling Chuck Matthews over to his back so he can pin him.


-1-2-3-



Michael Harris raises his arms but the referee shakes his head and points to the bottom rope where Chuck Matthews has his hand.



Tommy Cornell: THE STREAK LIVES!

John Greed: Just barely! He has no kick to kick out, so he grabs the bottom rope.

Michael Harris stands up with a look of shock on his face. He shakes his head and reaches down to lift Chuck Matthews up setting him up for a Axe Guillotine Driver but he’s able to roll through for a sunset flip pinfall.


-1-2-


Michael Harris rolls out and gets to his feet as Chuck Matthews does the same.


Tommy Cornell: Mirror!

John Greed: The Invitational continues!

Chuck Matthews lifts Michael Harris up into tombstone piledriver position on one leg and he drives him down head first into the canvas landing on top of him.


-1-2-3


Michael Harris shoots his arm off the canvas getting his shoulder up.


Tommy Cornell: Original Sin driver wasn’t enough!?

John Greed: I get the feeling these two will kill each other before a winner is determined!

Chuck Matthews stands lifting Michael Harris up to his feet before setting him up for another tombstone piledriver. Michael Harris slips out the back and Chuck Matthews turns around into an Axe Guillotine Driver.


Tommy Cornell: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

John Greed: The Harris Effect has set in! A never before seen in NLWF back to belly driver!

Michael Harris hooks the hurt leg of Chuck Matthews for the pinfall.


-1-2-3-



Michael Harris stands up grabbing the referee as he holds up two fingers, Chuck Matthews just barely turned to the side with his shoulder slightly off the canvas.



Tommy Cornell: He’s about to flip his shit! Harris Effect or not, the Invitational with No Limits continues!

John Greed: I am absolutely blown away!

Michael Harris wraps around the leg of Chuck Matthews setting up a figure 4 only to be kicked away sent to the corner where he goes shoulder first into the ring post. Chuck Matthews sits up then school boy rolls up Michael Harris.


-1-2-3

Michael Harris is able to kick out and both men get up. It’s Chuck Matthews who is able to kick the upperhand as he locks Michael Harris in a muay thai clinch driving a knee into his body before tripping him down to the mat.

Tommy Cornell: Great knee attack following up with a sweep to take him down off balance!

John Greed: Here we go again! A Matthews run, what could be the last one of his career!

Michael Harris stands up taking another knee as Chuck Matthews gets him in the muay thai clinch again. He whips him in the clinch and drives his hurt knee into the face of Michael Harris rocking him. Chuck Matthews hits him with another knee but it’s caught and he’s dragon screwed down to the mat where he’s able to monkey flip Michael Harris over.


Tommy Cornell: Best defensive wrestler in the game! What took him so long to counter attack, I have no idea!

John Greed: Slowest starter in the game!

Chuck Matthews sits up leaning against the ropes as he starts to get up, motioning with his hand for Michael Harris to get to his feet. He starts to stand up in the center of the ring as Chuck Matthews shoves himself off the ropes to run at him and deliver a spear as he turns around, lifting him into the impact.


Tommy Cornell: HOLLYWOOD IMPACT! OH YEAH!

John Greed: He got him with everything he had left to hit that spear!

Chuck Matthews pins Michael Harris.


-1-2-3-



As the hand of the official is coming down Michael Harris is able to kickout.



Tommy Cornell: CHUCK MATTHEWS FUCKING WINS!

John Greed: CALM YOUR CRAZY ASS DOWN TOMMY BOY!

Chuck Matthews looks at the referee shaking his head. He stands and lifts Michael Harris up to his feet getting shoved back before he’s tackled viciously.


Tommy Cornell: WHAT THE HELL!?

John Greed: BROOKLYN KNOCKOUT!

Michael Harris pins Chuck Matthews hooking his leg.


-1-2-3-



Chuck Matthews kicks out rolling his shoulder off the mat but Michael Harris is ready and he locks in the kneebar in the center of the ring. Chuck Matthews struggles in the hold as he’s rolled around to his stomach in the middle of the ring. He holds his arm out but it falls to the mat. He covers his head with his other arm and lays motionless as the referee checks on him.


Tommy Cornell: Do not stop fighting this! You gotta get to those ropes!

John Greed: The fight has been drained from him, for the first time ever we may see him tap out if he even has the energy to do that!

Michael Harris has the leg hooked under his arm as he uses his hips to apply as much pressure as he can on the hold. A towel comes flying into the ring landing in front of the referee and he stares at it then looks to the outside of the ring at who threw it before he calls for the bell.



[Ding Ding]


Tommy Cornell: WHAT HAPPENED!?!

John Greed: Someone threw in the towel! Look! It’s Ashley Matthews!

Ashley Matthews enters the ring as Michael Harris breaks the hold getting his hand raised by the referee. She drops down checking on her adopted father as he lays still motionless down on the mat. The referee drops down to check on him as well, then gives the injury X sign with his arms.


Tommy Cornell: ...Chuck is hurt bad... the streak is over... we have nothing left to live for...

John Greed: I can’t believe it! I was giving you a hard time, but Michael Harris has won the No Limit Invitational in a huge way!

Michael Harris watches from the corner as the ME medical personnel make it to the ring and load Chuck Matthews onto a stretcher. Ashley Matthews follows close making sure he’s alright. She peers over her shoulder shooting a nasty evil glare at Michael Harris inside the ring before she follows them alongside the ramp. Tommy Cornell stands up and he moves around the announcers table then slides into the ring.


John Greed: What in the world...?

Tommy Cornell grabs the referee then he spins Michael Harris around and motions for him to bring it on. The referee calls for the bell.




NO LIMIT INVITATIONAL PRIZE FIGHT MATCH

Michael Harris [vs] Tommy Cornell

[Ding Ding]

Michael Harris tackles Tommy Cornell as he steps forward.


John Greed: BROOKLYN KNOCKOUT! KO PLAYER!

Michael Harris pins Tommy Cornell.

-1-2-3-

The referee calls for the bell.


[Ding Ding]

John Greed: Three wins in one night, he is Mr. No Limit!

NO LIMIT INVITATIONAL WINNER:
Michael Harris defeats Hostyle Jones via Pinfall [37:56]
Michael Harris defeats Chuck Matthews via Submission [49:05]
Michael Harris defeats Tommy Cornell via Pinfall [00:34]


Michael Harris celebrates as his arm is lifted by the referee. He leaves the ring and takes in the stunned silent reaction from the crowd.

John Greed: Harris has done the unthinkable tonight! The Untouchable One is back to what he does best!

Michael Harris makes his way up the entrance ramp with a smirk on his face.


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Re: Warrior Games: March 30th 2013

Post by Brenton Cyrus on April 18th 2013, 4:23 pm

Warrior Games moves to the arena parking lot where Aaron O’Shea speeds out on his chopper. He looks around, the chain still padlocked around his neck but no sign of Crimson Skull at the other end dragging behind.

Aaron O’Shea
Where did you escape to?


The sound of a car spinning out is heard and Aaron O’Shea looks over his shoulder to see a hearse speeding toward him. He gets off the chopper and dives out of the way as the hearse crashes into the chopper and speeds away leaving the arena. Aaron O’Shea stands holding the chain in his hand as he stares off in the direction of the hearse making its getaway.


Aaron O’Shea
This is far from over!


Aaron O’Shea turns around and is hit to the face with a blue flamed fireball coming from the hands of Crimson Skull dropping him down to the parking lot floor.


Crimson Skull
I’m looking forward to it.


Crimson Skull laughs maniacally as Aaron O’Shea tries to sit up, reaching his arm out as he walks away and the shot moves back to ringside.


Tommy Cornell: These matches tonight have been built over the course of this last comeback era of NLWF, but this next match for the NLWF title has been the match with the most build I believe.

John Greed: No doubt about that. Two brothers who never knew it was so until the last few years. Robbie Hart has been calling out and asking for Nick Ridicule since Legends of the Fall, we’ve seen brief flashes of the Immortal but have really yet to see him at his former glory.

Tommy Cornell: Hart kept calling and asking for it, Ridicule responded in the build to this fight.

John Greed: Brotherhood aside they will fight for the most prestigious title that represents NLWF! It’s Hart versus Ridicule!


TALE of the TAPE
NO LIMIT WRESTLING FEDERATION CHAMPION

ROBBIE HART
Wrestling Style: Daredevil, Submission, Adaptive, MMA
Age: 20
Weight: 166lbs.
Height: 5‘7“
Hometown: Las Vegas, NV

IMMORTAL
NICK RIDICULE
Wrestling Style: Technical, Brawler, Taekwondo, Boxing, Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, High Flyer, Submission

Age: 22
Weight: 266lbs
Height: 6‘6“
Hometown: Miami, FL

Tommy Cornell: As you can see, Ridicule is coming into this fight as big as he’s ever been in all his fights in NLWF or anywhere!

John Greed: That could mean something good or something bad. Either he’s badly out of shape or he’s going to be in the best condition of his career.

Tommy Cornell: The next three matches are without a doubt the most intriguing contests of the night, for such different reasons.

John Greed: Can Hart defend the NLWF title against the greatest NLWF Champion who ever held the title, his brother, Ridicule?

Fate is so unkind
Now I should have known
Blind leading the blind
Reaping what I've sown
If it all amounts to nothing
Why, then, am I standing in this line?

Overburdened by Disturbed begins to play throughout the arena sending the crowd into a roar of cheers as the different NLWF Championship victories of Nick Ridicule are shown on the tron. The center of the stage raises Nick Ridicule seated indian style staring down to the ring as fire shoots up down the ramp.


Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line
I may never know for certain
When will be my time
How was I considered evil?
Pleasures taken in this life
Someone granted me reprieval
Decades spent in strife

Nick Ridicule stands up and makes his way down the ramp.


Led to nothing
Repeated in my mind
Led to nothing
If only I was born another time

Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line
Hell is still overburdened
How have I been so determined malign?

Nick Ridicule walks in front of the ring steps and he places his hands in prayer form before hitting them with a hammerfist from each hand. He makes his way up the steps and walks along the apron.


It's the closing of the curtain
In the play that was my life
Countless chapters left unopened
Tragedies inside
I was fighting for a reason
Holy blessed homicide
Seems I have committed treason
All I've sacrificed

Nick Ridicule climbs up the outside turnbuckle and stares out at the crowd roaring at him showering him in their disapproval as he slightly smirks.


Led to nothing
Repeated in my mind
Led to nothing
If only I was born another time

He enters the ring and moves to the middle holding his arms out to the taking in the reaction.


Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line


Nick Ridicule throws a Nick Kick and begins shadow boxing. He dips in wrestling style and shifts around throwing a tornado kick as he moves to the center of the ring again.


Tommy Cornell: I’m shocked Ridicule wasn’t arrested coming to Canada!

John Greed: Why?

Tommy Cornell: FOR BRINGING THOSE GUNS ACROSS THE BORDER! Ridicule is ripped!

John Greed: He’s going to have a superior size advantage over little brother in this match, but Hart is the champion of the NLWF with a heart larger than anyone else in the business! Believe that!

Nick Ridicule

Sink or swim lil bro! Ask and you shall receive!

The lights in the jarring anticipating arena, switch instantly to black. And the beat drops to Kanye West's I wish you would, followed by a count down:


"One ... Two ... There coming for you ... Three ... Four ...Better lock your door ... Five ... Six ... Hide your bitch"

The beat picks up and a black and white strobe light takes over the entire arena. A highlight package of Robbie Hart begins to play on the screen, in a pulse-sating way. The motion in the crowd resembles that of a “wave" but its hard to make it out with the strobe light ... as the crowd all rise to their feet, directing all eyes to the entry way.


"They said, thou shall not be Ill"
"Thou shall not feel"
"Thou should not be trill, not be drill, not be real"
"Niggas selling packs, niggas flipping pills"
"They got heron and crack, man"
"These niggas high for real"
"Every year gon be our year"
"Every year gon be my year"

A figure comes shooting up from the bottom of the stage, as "The Decepticon" stomps his way onto the entrance ramp the lights have him as dark as a shadow figure with the only thing shining is the NLWF Championship, causing a huge hurl of a mix reaction from the audience in
attendance. The crowd stand in shock, trying desperately to get a view of The son of a legend.


"I've been popping shit for to long"
"But still reppin' where I came from"
"I guess it's how I came up"
"I wish you would try to play us"


Robbie Hart stands there his entire body still blacked out from the light effect, he stands there taking in the reaction of the crowd. An evil grin begins to spread itself from ear to ear, as he steadily begins to make his way down the entrance ramp, the strobe light pulsing with the bass from the song. Strutting himself with oozing confidence, Robbie does a slow spin for the NLWF cameras to take in his dark out figure with the flash bulbs bouncing off the NLWF Championship.


"I wish you would nigga"
"I wish you would nigga"
"You see you got a couple cases, still look good nigga"
"You see these niggas'll try to play yea"
"Know how you feel nigga"
"Eh yup, That'd be the day you wanna kill a nigga"

He pauses halfway down the aisle, as White trails of pyro blasts themselves into the rafters of the erupting arena. Robbie lightly bounces on his feet still looking like a dark shadow, boasting the cheers from the fans


"But you gon chill nigga"
"Just for your kids nigga"
"Cause now there's kids"
"Doin grown man biz nigga"
"You just got home nigga"
"You tryin to leave nigga"
"Me I don't wanna do another five years nigga"

Sliding into the ring, Robbie rushes himself to the corner of the ring, mounting the turnbuckle as he does so, before raising the NLWF Championship up in the air. Camera flashes light up the dark arena, as it is now hard to separate the screams of his fans.


Chante Rich: Introducing next... from Las Vegas NV... standing six feet
tall, weighing in at One hundred and seventy three pounds ... Ladies and Gentlemen, the reigning and defending No Limit Wrestling Federation Champion, Robbie... HAAARRRTTTT!!!!!


Tommy Cornell: Selective introductions on the part of Chante tonight, but that’s alright, she looks good.

John Greed: She didn’t get his stats right either.

Robbie leaps from the turnbuckle, and now begins to circle the ring, ready for a war... looking to all parts of the rattling arena. A laugh of pleasantry escapes him, as he hits the ropes, loosening himself up.


"The boss is testing yo ass"
"The fed'll question yo ass"
"They be drug testing yo ass"
"And they pry you don't pass"
"And then you look in the sky"
"You got questions to ask"

Robbie now moves himself to the edge of the ring, where he begins to eye down his pray. Slithering through the ring like a snake, he stands in the center of the ring, as a single spotlight beams down onto his frame, spotlighting and for the first time showing his full figure

As the song fades out, it is replaced by a mix reaction. The lights in the arena kick back on, as the smoke from Robbie's pyro clouds up the arena entrance, and ring. Robbie backs himself to the nearest corner of the ring, and leaning back, props his arms onto the ropes, and places a look of arrogance on his face with a sly smile towards his foe. The fans chant hard for him, but Robbie pays no mind, and moves his focus towards his opponent in the ring.


Tommy Cornell: When Ridicule gets called out, he seems to show signs of his former self. Hart has called out Ridicule nonstop since NLWF returned and had to take the NLWF title to get him to listen to him!

John Greed: These guys are about to make this the main event here at Warrior Games mark my words!

Tommy Cornell: I’m wondering how many bitch slaps we’ll see, how many middle fingers, how many times will they call each other a bitch while they fight?

John Greed: We can try to keep count, hopefully you at home try and do the same..

Tommy Cornell: This match is such a long time in the making, years ago UFC wanted to book these guys in a MMA fight, this is a huge, big time money match up at the best possible time and place for both these men!

John Greed: I’m happy we are here to witness it!

Nick Ridicule moves to the center of the ring and draws an imaginary line on the canvas with his foot then holds his arms out to the side. Robbie Hart shakes his head as he steps forward holding up the NLWF Championship. He draws an imaginary line with his foot instead and takes a step back with his arms out.


Robbie Hart

I’m the champ! You come at me bro!

Tommy Cornell: I love pre match altercations!

John Greed: The old cross the imaginary line game!

Nick Ridicule walks across the ring stepping over both imaginary lines walking into a bitch slap across his face from Robbie Hart. The referee hurries to stand between them as they go head to head. Robbie Hart backs into his corner leaving Nick Ridicule stunned in the center of the ring.


Robbie Hart

I’ll take my free one before the fight, that way when I kick your ass you wont have any excuses at all to fall back on!

Nick Ridicule
I am going to make you choke to death as I cram all that shit you talk back down your throat!

Nick Ridicule backs away to his corner leaving the referee in the center of the ring. He walks over and takes the NLWF Championship holding it up in the center of the ring before he calls for the bell and runs out of the way. Nick Ridicule charges across the ring.




No Limit Wrestling Federation Championship

Robbie Hart
[vs] Nick Ridicule

[Ding Ding]

Robbie Hart lands a leg kick on Nick Ridicule as he throws a straight right hand hitting the top turnbuckle. Robbie Hart shifts off to the side and grabs Nick Ridicule taking him down with a Russian legsweep into the mat, rolling through back to his feet. Robbie Hart drops down, as Nick Ridicule sits up trying to get back to his feet, he locks in a chinlock driving his knee into his spine in the center of the ring.


Nick Ridicule

Really fucker? A chinlock?

Robbie Hart releases the hold and delivers a slap to the back of the head of Nick Ridicule then a soccer kick to his spine before he backs away allowing him to get back to his feet with a smirk on his face.


Robbie Hart

Get up bitch! I can beat you at anything! Any style!

Tommy Cornell: Two slaps, one before the match, one to the back of his head!

John Greed: Even called him a bitch! But Ridicule got Hart to break away from submissions, both these guys high level black belts. Ironically they received their black belts at the same time.

Robbie Hart steps out of the way of a Nick Kick and steps in with a two punch combination followed by a slap to the face of Nick Ridicule. He swings violently as the smile on his face grows, throwing a left hook, right hook, left uppercut, left roundhouse kick but Robbie Hart somehow finds a way to avoid each of the strikes with amazing head movement and footwork. He gets in close with two punches into the body of Nick Ridicule, then Robbie Hart belly to belly suplexes him down to the mat immediately shifting into an armbar setup. Instead of going for the armbar he delivers a leg drop over the face of Nick Ridicule followed by three swift slaps across his face before ditching the armbar attempt to roll back up to his feet.


Robbie Hart

CAN YOU DEAL WITH THAT!?

Robbie Hart mockingly does a few of the Muay Thai and Kung Fu motions Nick Ridicule does as he gets up off the canvas to a knee. Robbie Hart stops his mocking techniques and crotch chops getting Nick Ridicule to stand up moving at him again.


Tommy Cornell: This is a BAD strategy Hart is using. I know it’s working now, but he’s kicking a demon to wake it up!

John Greed: Who the hell has ever provoked Ridicule to this point, and he’s done it in a few minutes.

Nick Ridicule doesn’t have a chance to strike as Robbie Hart slithers around him then jumps into the crucifix position able to flip him down to the mat getting his shoulders down.


-1-2-

Nick Ridicule rolls through and stands with Robbie Hart up on his shoulders in the firemans carry position. He slips out the back and slips his arm around the neck of Nick Ridicule but can’t lock in the choke as he spins around into a DDT. Robbie Hart lifts his legs locking him in a triangle choke.

Tommy Cornell: Hart is staying focused, watching what Ridicule does, reacting to it perfectly here thus far!

John Greed: That was a really nice DDT, following up with that triangle!

Nick Ridicule punches Robbie Hart to the head with his free hand as Robbie Hart shifts to a armbar triangle variation attacking with both submission moves at once. Nick Ridicule lifts him up off the mat and powerbombs him down, only Robbie Hart snaps it off with a triangle choke hurricanrana taking a mounted triangle position.


Tommy Cornell: Ridicule tries to brute his way out, fighting with furious fire when he needs to use technique!

John Greed: He finds himself in a worse position because of it!

Robbie Hart drives an elbow into the head of Nick Ridicule then he slaps him across the face as he hooks his arm. He releases the mounted triangle choke taking the other arm of Nick Ridicule instead as he flips over bridging with a double armbar on him. Nick Ridicule shoves his feet into the canvas and manages to push up bridging both men off the mat until Robbie Hart drops his legs out to drop him down head first before bridging up again.


Tommy Cornell: Robbie broke his half of the bridge to send Ridicule tumbling down!

John Greed: Well played by Hart, sticking to his strategy!

Nick Ridicule bridges up again and Robbie Hart spins around to double underhook DDT him back down into the mat, following up as he rolls him over and pins him.


-1-2-

Nick Ridicule kicks out and hurries to get back to his feet shoving away from Robbie Hart as they both get up. Robbie Hart slaps Nick Ridicule across his face but follows up continuing around to connect a spinning back elbow that staggers him toward the corner.


Tommy Cornell: Another slap added to the count, this time though he also lands that back elbow!

John Greed: He followed through, used the momentum of the slap to take him into the back elbow!

Robbie Hart moves in and he steps off the middle rope with one foot to short range springboard at Nick Ridicule connecting a superman elbow strike to the side of his head. He leans against the corner and Robbie Hart opens up on his with hooks to the body, then the head, finishing off with a flurry of slaps before he lifts Nick Ridicule to sit on the top turnbuckle, slapping him across the face before he climbs up with him.


Tommy Cornell: Add six more slaps to the count! Hart has started this match off on fire, he’s carrying the momentum of being NLWF Champion!

John Greed: He’s finally taking things seriously, as much as he can anyway, now that he is the only double champion in NLWF today!

Robbie Hart sets Nick Ridicule up for a superplex but he flips over before he’s lifted and he lands his feet on the canvas. Nick Ridicule lifts Robbie Hart out of the corner set up for a crucifix powerbomb before running with him. Robbie Hart falls out the back and hooks his heels under the arms of Nick Ridicule taking him down for a sunset flip pinfall.


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Robbie Hart breaks the pinfall instead standing up so he can grab the legs of Nick Ridicule to drop a leg into his midsection before he locks in a figure 4 leglock on him in the center of the ring. Robbie Hart delivers a slap across the face of Nick Ridicule as he’s locked in the hold, then he hooks his head for a muay thai clinch standing the both of them up and out of the figure 4. Robbie Hart pulls Nick Ridicule in and lifts him only to drop out for a cradle piledriver on him.


Tommy Cornell: Hart is just flowing from one to the next without hesitation or doubt in anything he does!

John Greed: He is fighting as a champion, setting the tone for the match. Ridicule has to beat Hart, not the other way around!

Robbie Hart lifts Nick Ridicule up quickly from his packaged position on his legs. He delivers another cradle piledriver on him, this time shoving him to the side a getting up himself as he moves toward his corner. Robbie Hart makes it to the top turnbuckle in a single leap and stands upright flipping Nick Ridicule off on the mat showing double fingers. Robbie Hart throws himself backwards, performing a corkscrew 450, he lands on Nick Ridicule with double knees down into his chest rolling through, sitting up on the canvas.


Tommy Cornell: THE SOLUTION! Turns out Nick Ridicule didn’t show up afterall...

John Greed: Hart is kicking his ass! He’s fighting like fire!

Robbie Hart motions that it’s all over then turns and pins Nick Ridicule hooking his leg.


-1-2-3


Nick Ridicule is able to shove Robbie Hart away from him as he kicks out and tries to get up, favoring his chest. Robbie Hart gets to his feet first and he delivers a swift kick to his midsection as he’s getting up. Robbie Hart c0nnects a cradle neckbreaker on Nick Ridicule dropping him down by the ropes.


Tommy Cornell: Ridicule able to kickout of several huge moves from Hart, but the way this is going it’s only a matter of time before he’s finished!

John Greed: Hart is looking like a man possessed out there tonight!

Nick Ridicule uses the ropes to stand up and as he does Robbie Hart runs connecting a hangman’s clothesline over the ropes. Robbie Hart hangs on the top rope skinning the cat back into the ring as Nick Ridicule falls to the ringside floor. Robbie Hart runs across the ring and hits the ropes rebounding across. He leaps over the ropes able to corkscrew shooting star press to the outside of the ring taking Nick Ridicule down and out.


Tommy Cornell: Now he’s mixing in those daredevil attributes we’ve seen from him.

John Greed: He’s the man who officially brought back NLWF with a bitch slap off the City of Evil stage, now he’s the NLWF Champion, what a journey!

“1!” “2!”

Robbie Hart gets Nick Ridicule up to his feet and hooks him under his arm for a sidewalk slam onto the guardrail. He keeps him balanced on it them steps to the ring apron and motions for the fans in the front rows to move.


Robbie Hart

MOVE BITCH, GET OUT THE WAY!

“3!” “4!”

Robbie Hart runs and jumps off the ring apron with a shooting star elbow drop into the face of Nick Ridicule knocking him off the guardrail into the crowd. Robbie Hart points and laughs at all the people who moved.


“5!”

Tommy Cornell: Slowest count out ever! I love how slow this referee is counting them out!

John Greed: This is a major title main event level match, last thing anyone wants is a count out!

Robbie Hart lifts Nick Ridicule on the other side of the guardrail and he hooks his arm around his head lifting him over for a suplex into the ring ropes. He bounces off and Robbie Hart falls forward with a front suplex sending Nick Ridicule stomach first down into the guardrail. Robbie Hart hooks his head and pulls him off with a guardrail hang DDT down into the ringside floor. Robbie Hart sits up against the guardrail smiling.


“6!”

Robbie Hart stands up against the guardrail and he slides into the ring then rolls out laughing at the referee. He grabs Nick Ridicule lifting him to his feet. He uses a misdirection whip, faking to send him into the ring, instead whipping around to send him into the ring steps. Robbie Hart releases the whip and drops down with a drop toehold sending Nick Ridicule hitting the ring steps head and shoulder first knocking them onto their side from the impact.


“1!”

Tommy Cornell: Hart is fighting like he’s fighting the machine that Ridicule is known to be!

John Greed: You have to wonder watching Ridicule this year if all those epic battles, over one hundred fights in the Federation, if they’ve broken him.

Robbie Hart lifts Nick Ridicule to his feet and brings his right arm around the ring post. He gives it a pull and it sends Nick Ridicule shoulder first into the ring post. Robbie Hart slaps Nick Ridicule across the face with a right hand then gives a tug on his arm with both hands sending him into the ring post again.


“2!” “3!”

Robbie Hart slaps Nick Ridicule to the face and takes a slap back as he returns fire. Robbie Hart pulls on his arm sending him into the post again, then he gives it another pull. He puts his feet on the post and steps up to his pulling on the arm of Nick Ridicule as he steps off the ring post sideways.


“4!” “5!”

Tommy Cornell: I have seen a lot of innovative uses of the ring and the Land of No Limits, but this is wicked!

John Greed: That looks gravity defying!

“6!”

Robbie Hart steps off the ring post delivering a kick to the back of the head of Nick Ridicule against the post releasing his arm. Robbie Hart stands up and grabs the head of Nick Ridicule pulling back so he can smash it into the ring post letting him fall to the ringside floor. Robbie Hart rolls into the ring and stands up moving to his corner.


“7!”

The eyes of Nick Ridicule open looking up to the arena lights as blood trickles from a cut now on his eyebrow.


Tommy Cornell: Ridicule used to be known as a guy who in the ring did, what piranha are able to do in the wild.

John Greed: Now we’ve got some blood in the water so to speak.

“8!”

Nick Ridicule sits up and backs into the corner turn of the guardrail standing up against it.


“9!”

Nick Ridicule jolts forward and pulls himself into the ring quickly getting to his feet as Robbie Hart charges across the ring at him. He delivers a slap across his face using it to get in close enough to whip him across the ring.


Tommy Cornell: Here we go again!

John Greed: Back in the ring, back on the attack is Hart!

Nick Ridicule hits the ropes and rebounds back into Robbie Hart who lifts him taking him around with a tilt a whirl. He lands on his feet though and is able to lock Robbie Hart in a muay thai clinch driving a knee into his face immediately. Nick Ridicule power whips Robbie Hart around into a side knee to his face releasing him as he throws a spinning back kick that pounds into his body as he steps into it. Robbie Hart grimaces and keels over as he backs away.


Tommy Cornell: RIDICULE WITH A SPINNING BACK KICK INTO THE LIVER!

John Greed: Quivered his liver, Ridicule is the best at attacking the weakest spots of his opponent, of any human really.

Nick Ridicule steps in delivering a front snap Nick Kick that catches Robbie Hart under his chin standing him up sending him back flipping over the ropes to the ring apron. Nick Ridicule runs and jumps with a left knee lifting him higher as he throws a right knee that catches Robbie Hart to his face launching him off the ring apron to collide back first into the guardrail. Nick Ridicule flips Robbie Hart off and runs across the ring rebounding, charging across again to leap over the ropes with a no touch suicide swan dive. He hits Robbie Hart high, chest to chest as he tackles him over the guardrail into the audience taking out several of the people in the front row.


“1!”

Tommy Cornell: Ridicule has the leaping ability to jump right out of the building! HE IS HERE! THE NIGHTMARE HAS RETURNED!

John Greed: Ridicule has arrived, now we’ve got ourselves a fight!

“2!”

Nick Ridicule stands up lifting Robbie Hart to his feet. He delivers a spinning back fist across his face then a short clothesline to knock him over the guardrail. Nick Ridicule steps up to the guardrail and watches as Robbie Hart starts to stand up. He jumps off the guardrail and delivers a superkick to the back of his head as he gets up, sending him staggering forward into the ring.

“3!”

Nick Ridicule slides in and pins Robbie Hart.


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Robbie Hart kicks out and flips Nick Ridicule off before he swings trying to slap him across the face. Nick Ridicule avoids it and smashes Robbie Hart to the face with hammerfists hitting him with five swift shots before he turns over to his hands and knees covering up.


Tommy Cornell: Amazing how swiftly things can shift in a match like this one between two of the best ever.

John Greed: Hart seemed determined to draw him into a fight starting this match off, sure he also landed great attacks, but he was provoking the Ridicule out of him!

Nick Ridicule drives a knee into the body of Robbie Hart then he shifts around to hold him down with a front facelock over his head. Nick Ridicule kicks his leg back and drives his knee down into the back of the head of Robbie Hart forcing him to struggle and shift around to his back taking full guard. Nick Ridicule postures up and drives down a hard elbow across the face of Robbie Hart following up with a right hook.


Tommy Cornell: Ruthless ground and pound from Nick Ridicule!

John Greed: Both of these guys are displaying such a wide variety of different skills!

Robbie Hart shifts around throwing his legs up as he traps an arm of Nick Ridicule going for an armbar. Nick Ridicule is able to power Robbie Hart up off the mat running across the ring with him to powerbomb him into the corner top turnbuckle. Robbie Hart shifts for a triangle choke instead out of the corner but Nick Ridicule lifts him again turning around to run across the ring. He jumps and powerbombs Robbie Hart into the corner top turnbuckle, this time the back of his head hits the top of the ring post. He goes limp, his legs releasing the submission attempt as he lays over the top turnbuckle in the corner.


Tommy Cornell: Ridicule easily powers him up and throws him wherever he wants!

John Greed: Hart kept trying for submissions to counter, but I believe his head hit that ring post, he could be knocked out!

Nick Ridicule turns his back and steps up to the middle turnbuckle. He grabs Robbie Hart and pulls him up to his shoulders in the firemans carry position with a smile on his face as his eyebrow bleeds down the left side. Nick Ridicule steps up to the top turnbuckle with Robbie Hart then he jumps off delivering a Death Valley Driver on him down into the center of the ring.

Tommy Cornell: DVD MOMENT! The move made famous by by Frank Hart, father of Robbie!

John Greed: Ridicule toying with Hart a bit now, he’ll never let him live it down if he beats him with his fathers move!


Nick Ridicule moves over and pins Robbie Hart.


-1-2-3


Robbie Hart is able to kick out getting his shoulder off the mat. Nick Ridicule rolls him over to his stomach then bends his arm over his face and locks in the Anaconda Crossface hold on him.

Tommy Cornell: Off the kickout he takes the submission!

John Greed: Great transition, couldn’t get the win off the DVD so he gets his specialty Anaconda crossface!


Nick Ridicule bridges up as he bends Robbie Hart back in the Anaconda Crossface. He lifts his left knee smashing it into his face while in the hold. Nick Ridicule bridges up and canvas smashes Robbie Hart down into the mat then pulls back again. He drives two more knees into his face then releases the hold rolling him over for the pin.


-1-2-3


Robbie Hart is able to shift to a butterfly guard out of the pinfall then monkey flip Nick Ridicule over, sending him landing on his feet casually walking around in a circle as he watches his brother get off the mat catching him with a Nick Kick to the chest as he turns around, following up with a roundhouse kick to the side of his head crumbling him down.


Tommy Cornell: What an exchange! From the submission to the pinfall, a pinfall reverse, a reverse to a reverse, Nick Kick then a head kick combo!

John Greed: These two are fighting like brothers.. Well brothers who have both been trained in various different forms of combat.

Nick Ridicule does a Shaolin windmill as he watches Robbie Hart rise to his feet holding his head. Nick Ridicule steps in with a slap across his face, following it up with a palm strike to his chest sending him back into the ropes. Robbie Hart rebounds off and Nick Ridicule steps in with a left hook into the body, then a right overhook to his face, finishing the combination off with a spinning legsweep that knocks him down as Nick Ridicule circles around and stands upright. He jumps and drives a knee down into the face of Robbie Hart on the canvas then pins him.


-1-2-3


Robbie Hart is able to switch over to a butterfly guard but this time Nick Ridicule stands and throws an axe kick that goes up high and down heel first into the face of Robbie Hart down on the canvas. Nick Ridicule walks past leaving him laid out on the mat. Nick Ridicule circles Robbie Hart in the center of the ring as he starts moving to get back to his feet.


Tommy Cornell: WOW! Tremendous action, we can’t even keep up because we’re awestruck from an epic encounter we are witnessing!

John Greed: Ridicule shows off some Kung Fu, mixing in various other attacks as well! What an axe kick though to top things off! Now he’s walking him down, the Ridicule Ominous Walk!

Nick Ridicule stops and holds his hand up slowly in the direction of Robbie Hart as he gets to his feet. He locks in the Force Face claw freezing him in his spot as they have a standoff. Nick Ridicule drops his hand and jumps forward with a bicycle Nick Kick aimed at the face of Robbie Hart who drops down. Nick Ridicule connects the kick into the face of the referee, the force making him back flip down to the mat. A devilish grin appears on the face of Nick Ridicule as he stares down at the knocked out referee.


Tommy Cornell: The rule book has left the building!

John Greed: The rules were limited as it is, now they will really be able to do anything!

Robbie Hart stands in the center of the ring and he turns around as Nick Ridicule turns to look at him. Robbie Hart spits out some blood off to the side as Nick Ridicule hits himself to the cut on his brow. Nick Ridicule moves toward Robbie Hart with his arms down moving his head from side to side. Nick Ridicule pops Robbie Hart with a jab snapping his head back then hits him with another bringing his hand around from his face into his body with a hook. Nick Ridicule uses a single forearm block as Robbie Hart comes back with a right hook, then he counters back with a short right elbow across his face staggering him. Nick Ridicule uses his foot work and he moves dancing around Robbie Hart on wobbling legs. Nick Ridicule shuffles his feet and begins to mock Robbie Hart doing the chicken dance.

Tommy Cornell: Here we go again!

John Greed: These guys are trying to beat and embarrass the other!

Robbie Hart swings at Nick Ridicule but he parries the strike changing the direction of it before he delivers a slap across his face, then an uppercut before stepping away as he falls down to the mat. Nick Ridicule circles Robbie Hart as he hurries to get back up.


Tommy Cornell: This is some of the best defensive striking we have ever witnessed in that ring!

John Greed: Ridicule is putting on a display of counter striking and defense against strikes!

Robbie Hart comes at Nick Ridicule off the mat with a wild combination of strikes but he is able to step out of the way evading them with ease. Robbie Hart takes a foot-thrust leg kick to his knee as Nick Ridicule sways out of the way, sending him staggering off to the ropes. Robbie Hart keeps his balance and he jumps off the middle rope springboarding at Nick Ridicule with a kick. He’s able to avoid the kick and catch him in mid air jumping to drive him down into the canvas with a powerbomb. Nick Ridicule follows up with a hammerfist down to the mouth of Robbie Hart, then a slap across his face. He walks off and holds up his middle finger over his shoulder, his back turned on his brother.

Tommy Cornell: Ridicule using evasion, disruption, then avoidance to land at will against Hart!

John Greed: He’s fighting with technique instead of brawling, letting Hart leave openings to connect on!


Robbie Hart gets off the mat looking delirious as he moves toward Nick Ridicule a furious expression on his face as his brother smirks at him. Nick Ridicule leans on the ropes as Robbie Hart swings at him. He’s able to slip out of the way of the punches as he rotates his hips and shoulders letting the strikes just move past him. He lifts his knee connect into the body of Robbie Hart as he moves along the ropes to the corner. Robbie Hart follows him in, his arms low from the body shot.

Tommy Cornell: Anyone who wants to learn how to strike at the highest level or avoid getting hit, needs to train with Ridicule!

John Greed: Hart has been fighting, without hitting anything, but he’s getting picked apart! Ridicule rolling with the punches, riding the punches!

Nick Ridicule covers up in the corner as Robbie Hart steps in punching his guard, smashing his fists into the forearms covering him up. Nick Ridicule ducks out of the way of a punch and comes up with an uppercut into the jaw of Robbie Hart knocking him back. He steps out of the corner with a left jab, right cross, left hook combination with all three punches landing. Nick Ridicule brings up a right roundhouse kick as Robbie Hart staggers right into it. Nick Ridicule ducks again this time to land hooks into the body of Robbie Hart before coming back up with a knee that hits his chest. Nick Ridicule weaves out of the way of a weak punch from Robbie Hart who looks out on his feet. Nick Ridicule jabs then connects an inside leg kick that lifts the leg of Robbie Hart off the mat staggering him. He throws a kick of his own into the body of Nick Ridicule but it’s caught and he connects a left hook counter into a spinebuster down into the canvas.


Tommy Cornell: A left hook spinebuster off the leg catch! Anticipated the strike and leveled him!

John Greed: Mixing striking with wrestling, boxing, muay thai, taekwondo, he’s showing it all off here at Warrior Games!

Nick Ridicule looks over at the referee still down and out. He looks at Robbie Hart laid out on the canvas in front of him, then he rises to his feet. He slides out of the ring and grabs the ring steps still knocked over on their side. He lifts the top portion off the steps and he throws it off to the side. He reaches down and grabs the much larger bottom base of the ring steps and he slides it into the ring. He drops down reaching under the ring to grab a table lifting it out to slide it into the ring next to the steps.


Tommy Cornell: Two of the ingredients that create the Staircase to Hell!

John Greed: Hart wanted Ridicule.. He’s going to get the deadly special!

Nick Ridicule reaches under the ring again, this time pulling out a tank of gasoline. He holds it up staring at it, the red reflecting off his face before he slides it into the ring. Nick Ridicule looks inside the ring with an evil smile, then he turns his back and walks over to the guardrail dropping down. Robbie Hart uses the ropes to get up looking at the table, base of the ring steps, and the gasoline. He runs across the ring to step on the ring step base and leap over the ropes with a 450 body press at Nick Ridicule as he turns around. He throws the top portion of the ring steps at Robbie Hart as he’s coming down sending them into his chest as he dives out of the way. Robbie Hart hits the guardrail chest first and lands on the ring steps as Nick Ridicule lifts himself up to his feet surveying the damage done.


Tommy Cornell: This is the worst crowd in NLWF history! HOLY SHIT! Ridicule throws the ring steps at Hart in mid air!

John Greed: So you want to be NLWF Champ? Devastating! Ridicule anticipated Hart would go for him and he scored huge!

Nick Ridicule slides into the ring walking over to grab the table. He sets it up in the corner then walks over to the base of the ring steps. Nick Ridicule powers them up and places them on top of the table. He points at the gasoline moving toward it, grabbing it, pouring it all over the steps and the table.

Tommy Cornell: He’s going to explode through the staircase to hell and send Hart!

John Greed: Why the hell would you call out Ridicule!?

Nick Ridicule pulls himself out of the ring and he walks over to Robbie Hart laid over the guardrail and ring steps. He pulls him off and rolls him onto the apron, his legs inside the ring. Nick Ridicule lifts the ring steps and he runs driving them into the side of the head of Robbie Hart. He lifts them overhead then jumps with them up to the ring apron keeping them up.


Tommy Cornell: WHOA! What a display of athleticism and strength!

John Greed: He’s a freak, created for the Federation throughout his entire life! But so is Hart! These guys are destined to do this!

Nick Ridicule drops down to the ringside floor smashing the ring steps into the chest of Robbie Hart on the ring apron. He lifts the ring steps and throws them over the ropes into the ring then slides in. Nick Ridicule moves the ring steps in front of the Staircase to Hell then turns to grab the legs of Robbie Hart pulling him into the ring.


Tommy Cornell: THE END IS NEAR!

John Greed: I never thought he would use the Staircase to Hell against his own brother!

Nick Ridicule lifts Robbie Hart to his feet and takes a step back. Nick Ridicule delivers a left slap, then a right slap across the face of Robbie Hart before flipping him off in front of his face with both hands. Robbie Hart shoves the middle fingers of Nick Ridicule down and delivers and overhead right slap across his face as he ducks down staggering as he drops to a knee holding his chest. Nick Ridicule delivers a swift toe kick into his shoulder standing him back up.


Tommy Cornell: SLAPFEST!

John Greed: I lost count of the slaps! But Ridicule has chosen to exchange slaps instead of going for the finish!

Nick Ridicule steps in with a right slap, left slap, spinning right backhand slap across the face of Robbie Hart then he delivers a swift straight right to his chest getting him to spin around and deliver a backhand slap of his own before his legs give out and he crumbles to the mat.

Tommy Cornell: HEART PUNCH! I haven’t seen that in years! You can tell it landed cause Hart skipped a beat!

John Greed: What precision on his striking, he doesn’t waste punches, he throws where he knows it hurts!

Robbie Hart throws an up kick catching the chest of Nick Ridicule before he’s rolled over then lifted to his feet in the muay thai clinch. Robbie Hart tries to fight out of his slapping Nick Ridiciule to his face over his arms, but after landing two he takes a knee to the to the thigh that sends him into a knee to his face. Nick Ridicule breaks with a left hook, right cross to the face of Robbie Hart then he drives a right roundhouse kick to the side of his head, finishing him off with a superkick that drops him down to the canvas.


Tommy Cornell: Strike after strike! The Ridicule Slaughterhouse is open for business!

John Greed: These guys are approaching the hour mark in this match! Match of the night, no doubt about it!

Nick Ridicule does his ominous walk into the corner and starts to climb to the top turnbuckle. He stands upright and launches himself up with a swanton bomb, adding an extra flip as he rotates around again. Robbie Hart puts his knees up and Nick Ridicule lands back first across them and bends over them in a body bow and arrow lock.


Tommy Cornell: Ridicule showing insane high flying skills! He over flipped on that one not knowing his own jumping strength!

John Greed: His high flying is unorthodox to say the least because of that, but Hart was ready for him and the tides have shifted in his favor!


Robbie Hart shoves Nick Ridicule off of his knees and they lay side by side down on the canvas. Robbie Hart lifts his arm up then brings it down to the side slapping Nick Ridicule across his face down on the mat. He sits up and Nick Ridicule sits up as well holding his back before he delivers a slap across the face of Robbie Hart.


Tommy Cornell: It’s a slap fight to see who can get up first!

John Greed: I think Ridicule may have him beat!

Robbie Hart delivers a slap then he drives a knee into the face of Nick Ridicule dropping him back down into the mat as he gets to a knee. Nick Ridicule kips up and holds his back shaking his head. Robbie Hart stands up delivering an uppercut slap across the face of Nick Ridicule before he elbow smashes him to the cut on his head. Robbie Hart locks in an inverted facelock with one arm while the other secures the shorts of Nick Ridicule. He lifts Nick Ridicule completely vertical before twisting in a full circle and jumping slightly, his own body going horizontal as he drops. Nick Ridicule is left to drop to the ground with no place for the impact to go but to the back of their head and neck, which is further traumatized by their own body weight crushing down upon their spine.


Tommy Cornell: A LONG LOOK! Robbie uses all the power he had left in the tank I gotta believe!

John Greed: What a sickening move! Hart is going to retain the No Limit Wrestling Federation title!

Robbie Hart lifts his arm and drops it over the chest of Nick Ridicule.


Tommy Cornell: No referee! OH MAN! That’s a tough break!

John Greed: That may have been the biggest move of the match thus far and no referee to count it down!

The crowd begins a count of their own.


“1! 2! 3!”

Nick Ridicule powers his arm up off the mat kicking out of the fans count. Robbie Hart takes the mount position on him and starts to smash arrow knuckle right hands into the cut on the brow of Nick Ridicule opening it up with each shot.

Tommy Cornell: Ridicule wont be beaten by the fans either! He kicks out of the imaginary count!

John Greed: This match has lived up and past its hype! This should be the main event!

Robbie Hart shakes his hand out and delivers a slap before switching to elbow strikes down into the head of Nick Ridicule until he sweeps him off giving up his back though instead. Robbie Hart slaps Nick Ridicule to the back of his head then slips his arm under his chin as he gets to a standing position.

Tommy Cornell: Ridicule gets up but gives up the submission to do so!

John Greed: Not just any submission either, Robbie nearly has Deadicator locked in, and it’s dedicated to his big bro!

Robbie Hart is able to slip an arm under the chin against the throat of Nick Ridicule. Robbie Hart
then grabs the wrist with his free hand and begin pulling upward, cutting into the throat over the scar on the neck of Nick Ridicule. He staggers around with Robbie Hart on his back choking the life out of him.


Tommy Cornell: DEADICATOR! He’s got it! The deadliest choke in all of wrestling, those skinny arms can choke out anyone!

John Greed: He’s life a mafia hitman with piano wire when he gets the Deadicator locked in!

Robbie Hart jolts around trying to get Nick Ridicule to fall to the mat to no avail. He runs and drops back into the corner but Robbie Hart refuses to break the submission choke. Nick Ridicule turns around and begins climbing up the turnbuckles grabbing hold of the top ropes. He makes it to the top turnbuckle and leaps backwards landing on Robbie Hart as they crash through the mat.

Tommy Cornell: THE SAME SPOT CRIMSON SKULL PUT AARON O’SHEA THROUGH!

John Greed: It couldn’t hold under the force and now it takes Hart and Ridicule as well!

Robbie Hart emerges from the hole in the canvas with Nick Ridicule still locked in the choke. He drags him onto the mat and locks in a body triangle on him then motions with his hand toward the stage. Frank Hart comes running out wearing a referee shirt with a smile on his face as he sprints as fast as he can.


Tommy Cornell: Hurry up Franky!

John Greed: Dirty Frank is here to help his son retain the NLWF title!

Frank Hart slides into the ring and checks on Nick Ridicule. Frank Hart goes to call for the bell but stops as Robbie Hart shakes his head.


Robbie Hart

DON’T CALL FOR THE BELL! I WANT TO BEAT HIM CLEAN! NO BULLSHIT! NO CARMINE SCREW JOB! YOU CHECK HIS ARM!

Frank Hart drops his hand and drops down to the mat to grab the arm of Nick Ridicule. He lifts it and lets it drop down to the mat making the count.


“1!”

Frank Hart lifts the arm of Nick Ridicule again letting it fall to the mat.

“2!”


Robbie Hart twists and pulls with the choke locked in as Frank Hart lifts the arm of Nick Ridicule for a third time letting it drop. He arm falls then comes to life, the middle finger of Nick Ridicule rising up into the face of Frank Hart.

Tommy Cornell: ARE YOU FOR REAL!? Let the epicness continue!

John Greed: They crashed through the ring, Hart kept the hold applied, Ridicule somehow kept enough oxygen to survive! But he’s still locked in the deadliest move in wrestling!

Nick Ridicule grabs Frank Hart and starts to get up with Robbie Hart on his back. Nick Ridicule smashes an uppercut into the face of Frank Hart knocking him down into the hole in the ring. Robbie Hart jumps off the back of Nick Ridicule and lifts him overhead with a sleepwalker suplex letting him go stomach down into the mat.


Tommy Cornell: A Deadicator suplex! He had an Ace of Hearts up his sleeve, but not even that was enough to beat Ridicule!

John Greed: So far, he’s in a bad position right now as we’re well over an hour into this NLWF Championship contest!


Robbie Hart stands and walks up the ring steps, stepping up to the ring step base on top of the table. Robbie Hart steps off on to the top turnbuckle then turns around. He leaps off with a shooting star press over the staircase to hell landing down on the back Nick Ridicule with double knees. He rolls him over and pins him hooking both legs.


Tommy Cornell: Shooting star knee drop over the staircase to hell!

John Greed: But Dirty Frank is as knocked out as the real referee!

Jada Smith-Hart moves over the guardrail wearing a referee shirt and she slides into the ring. She makes the count.


-1-2-3-


Jada Smith-Hart tries to bring her hand down into the canvas but it’s grabbed by Nick Ridicule. He pulls her in and rotates around locking Jada Smith-Hart and Robbie Hart in crossface holds.


Tommy Cornell: The mother of both Robbie and Nick! The first family of the Federation is uniting to make sure Nick Ridicule doesn’t win another NLWF Title!

John Greed: They really don’t want him to add number eight to the collection, but Hart asked for it!

Robbie Hart rolls through and out of the crossface. He turns around and delivers a dropkick down into the face of Nick Ridicule forcing him to release Jada Smith-Hart letting her roll out of the ring. Robbie Hart is able to slingshot Nick Ridicule sending him hitting the corner ring post head first. Robbie Hart hurries over and climbs to the top turnbuckle with him lifting him to his shoulders in the firemans carry position.


Tommy Cornell: Hart has him set for the DVD moment!

John Greed: The Hart family doing everything to keep the title!

Robbie Hart flips off the top turnbuckle and drives Nick Ridicule down with a death valley driver into the center of the ring.


Tommy Cornell: WHOA! The son has a variation of his own!

John Greed: The Blue-Ray moment coming to you in high definition thanks to the champ!

Robbie Hart pins Nick Ridicule and Johnny Stylez makes his way out hurrying down the ramp wearing a referee shirt.


Tommy Cornell: You’ve gotta be kidding me! Stylez is going to go against his own son?

John Greed: It was Alex Mark, now known as Nick Ridicule who betrayed his father Johnny Stylez at the first War Games!

Johnny Stylez slides into the ring and counts the shoulders of Nick Ridicule down on the mat.


-1-2-3-


Robbie Hart looks at Johnny Stylez, the both of them shocked as Nick Ridicule was able to kickout getting his shoulder up.


Johnny Stylez

Should I call it anyway?

Robbie Hart

Don’t call it!

Robbie Hart stands up and moves to the corner he connected the death valley driver from. He climbs up to the top turnbuckle and falls as Johnny Stylez is shoved into the ropes by Nick Ridicule. He gets to his feet and lands a spinning back kick on Johnny Stylez sending him falling into the hole in the canvas.


Tommy Cornell: Once again the referees are eliminated!

John Greed: This match has broken down, everyone is doing everything it takes to make sure Robbie retains and Ridicule doesn’t start a new reign!


Nick Ridicule looks around wildly then moves over to the stairway to hell. He reaches into his shorts pulling out his book of matches.


Tommy Cornell: HE’S GOING TO LIGHT IT UP AND BURN IT DOWN!

John Greed: The staircase to hell is about to come to life!

Nick Ridicule lights a match then uses it to light the entire book of matches. He tosses it forward letting it erupt the ring step base into flames sending a mushroom cloud up toward the rafters.


Tommy Cornell: HELL HATH BEEN UNLEASHED!

John Greed: He’s going to finish this the way we’ve seen him finish so many others!

Nick Ridicule stares at the flames then peers over his shoulder at Robbie Hart as he sits with his back turned on the top turnbuckle across the ring.


Tommy Cornell: poor Robbie is in perfect position!

John Greed: Ridicule loves to run with the crucifix powerbomb he calls the path of judgment before he sends you down the stairway to hell!

Nick Ridicule does his ominous walk across the ring with an evil smirk on his half bloody face. He makes it to the corner delivering a clubbing blow to the back of the head of Robbie Hart before he turns around to lift his arms up.


Tommy Cornell: RIDICULE NEEDS HIM CRUCIFIED! IT’S ALL HE HAS TO DO!

John Greed: He’s got him partially set for the crucifix powerbomb!

Nick Ridicule pulls Robbie Hart out of the corner letting his feet dangle. He runs across the ring with him and steps up the ring steps before launching him up letting him free fall down into the flames as he crashes onto the hot steel of the ring step base. The table explodes out from underneath and he finally hits the mat as the flames go out. Nick Ridicule stares down at him from the ring steps.


Tommy Cornell: STAIRWAY TO HELL! NEW CHAMPION IS THE OLD CHAMPION!

John Greed: RIDICULE RETURNS THE WAY HART ASKED FOR!



[Ding Ding]


Nick Ridicule looks to the outside of the ring with a smirk then walks down from the ring steps and walks across the ring to grab the No Limit Wrestling Federation Championship hanging from the post in the corner.


Tommy Cornell: What the hell happened?

John Greed: I have no idea.

Nick Ridicule places the No Limit Wrestling Federation Championship down across the chest of the laid out Robbie Hart in the corner then he exits the ring walking past his sister Sloane Chazen as she holds up the referee against the ring apron.


Tommy Cornell: You’ve gotta be kidding me! The referee had no choice but to disqualify Nick Ridicule!

John Greed:I don’t care how lenient you are as a referee, stairway to hell is pushing it too far!


Chante Rich: Your winner as a result of a disqualification and STILL the No Limit Wrestling Federation Champion, Robbie Hart!


Nick Ridicule flips Sloane Chazen off as he makes his way up the ramp.



WINNER AND STILL NO LIMIT WRESTLING FEDERATION CHAMPION: Robbie Hart via Disqualification [1:23:45]


Tommy Cornell: Well over an hour and it ends with Ridicule getting disqualified! I’m shocked!

John Greed: The family turned on him tonight, they did everything to make sure Robbie retained and he did! He is still the NLWF Champion, he retained against the greatest NLWF Champion, I just didn’t see that finish coming at all!

Nick Ridicule stops at the stage and he peers over his shoulder with a partial smile. He raises his fist then heads to the back.


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Re: Warrior Games: March 30th 2013

Post by Brenton Cyrus on April 19th 2013, 3:52 pm

Brenton Cyrus is backstage near an ambulance as Chuck Matthews is loaded into the back.

■■Brenton Cyrus■■
Is he alright? Make sure he’s taken care of!

Ashley Matthews
Don’t pretend like you care!

Brenton Cyrus turns to look at Ashley Matthews.


Ashley Matthews

Everyone knows all you care about is yourself and those who who align themselves with whatever agenda you’ve got!

■■Brenton Cyrus■■
You don’t know what you’re talking about! Things are different this time around, I’m bringing back the Legacy reign of ownership in NLWF!

Ashley Matthews
You can preach change all you want, you promised respect for my father and could not deliver! So let me speak on behalf of my father and the Matthews family when I tell you that you can shove that Immortal plaque right up your ass! Chuck Matthews refuses his spot because he would not degrade himself by being a member!

Ashley Matthews drops the Chuck Matthews Immortals plaque on the ground at the feet of her and Brenton Cyrus.


Ashley Matthews
You’re lucky ME is even going to be associated with NLWF, but I can assure you once this contract ends so will this relationship. Permanently!

■■Brenton Cyrus■■
If that’s what Chuck chooses to do then fine, so be it. But I’m not going to have some little girl he saved and adopted be the one who tells me!

Ashley Matthews
You’re in for a rude awakening. Don’t you have your precious World title to defend? Better get on it, you’ve got much bigger things to worry about than letting my family down again!

Brenton Cyrus and Ashley Matthews stare at each other until he turns his back and walks away. The ME medical personnel approach awaiting orders as she stares him down watching him walk off.


Ashley Matthews
Leave without me, tell my father I’ll be with him as soon as I’m done here.

They leave and the ambulance drives away exiting the All Canada arena parking structure. Ashley Matthews turns around slowly and smiles only slightly.


Ashley Matthews
Just the man I wanted to see.

Ashley Matthews looks at Psycho as he approaches.


Psycho
What’s up dude?

Ashley Matthews
Dude? Anyway.. My father only came back to NLWF because he was sold on the idea of respect, something I have never seen in this Federation. He failed to deliver and therefore ME needs to promote a different hope for a new era.

Psycho
The Reign of Chaos?

Ashley Matthews
That’s right! The Reign of Chaos era of the NLWF, fully promoted by the financial powerhouse that is ME! All you have to do is become the World Champion, take that championship from Brenton Cyrus!

Psycho
Becoming World Champion is a given, gaining the backing for the Reign of Chaos I need, well that’s an added bonus. I accept and I urge you you stay and witness the Reign of Chaos first hand.

Psycho walks off leaving Ashley Matthews with a confident smirk on her face. The shot moves back to the ringside area then it shows the stage where members of the NLWF roster begin to come out with steel chairs setting them up on the stage to have a seat.


Tommy Cornell: Looks like everyone wants to witness this World title match!

John Greed: Finally the world will witness God against the Devil with the World on the line!

Damien Kingston takes a seat holding the Respect of Wrestling Championship as he looks down the ramp at the ring like the other.


Tommy Cornell: I haven’t seen an entire roster ready for a World title contest like this before, so many want to know what the fate of the world will be!

John Greed: Will the next era of NLWF be about Respect or the Reign of Chaos? Finally we are going to find out, finally Cyrus versus Psycho will happen one on one!


TALE of the TAPE
WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT WRESTLING CHAMPION
BRENTON CYRUS
Wrestling Style: Ruthless Hollywood Combat
Age: 23
Weight: 222lbs
Height: 6‘3“
Hometown: Des Moines, IA

PSYCHO
Wrestling Style: Classically Trained, Balanced, Hardcore, Powerhouse, High Flyer/Risk Taker
Age: 29
Weight: 285 lbs
Height: 6‘5“
Hometown: Wichita, KS


Tommy Cornell: Very evenly matched with Psycho have an advantage in all areas. But what Psycho has in experience from 15 years, Cyrus has in NLWF experience!

John Greed: Like you said, very evenly matched. So much so that Cyrus actually said he views Psycho as his evil equal, the satan to his god!

"King for a Day" by Pierce the Veil begins to blare throughout the arena as Psycho emerges from the Warrior Games stage looking out at the mess of fans in the crowd. He looks over at the other members of the NLWF roster before making his way past them down the ramp.


Tommy Cornell: Psycho has been a franchise player for the NLWF since he arrived, who will forget how he started the year at Ultimate Glory?

John Greed: Not a damn person, Psycho has left a trail of destruction everywhere he has gone and tonight is the night where the Reign of Chaos either rises or it fails.

Psycho makes it to the ring and he walks up the ring steps before entering. He throws his arms up and makes his way to the corner to step up to the middle turnbuckle. He takes in the reaction from the audience then gets down and takes the center of the ring looking toward the stage.


Tommy Cornell: Psycho awaits the man who took the World title from him, the man who won in the finals of Tournament to the Title, the man currently on the largest single match win streak in the NLWF!

John Greed: Cyrus has been on an unstoppable roll since Tournament to the Title, his only set back since that time was the Battle Lines match, but he won the tournament, won a handicap match with Stylez and Skull, won a triple threat match with Psycho and Mcclure, he has earned this spot!

Gods Gonna Cut You Down by Johnny Cash begins to play throughout the All Canada arena which is met by boos. Sparks begin to shower down from the rafters over the stage as Brenton Cyrus walks through with the World Title wrapped around his waist. Brenton Cyrus does to God Pose then makes his way down the ramp, passing by the members of the roster set to watch the match.


Tommy Cornell: He is a three time World Champion now, this reign has already lasted 56 days but this is without a doubt the biggest defense in any of his title reigns.

John Greed: Psycho has never been more determined to take the World title from anyone, as he is to take it from Cyrus!

Brenton Cyrus makes it to the bottom of the ramp and stares into the ring at Psycho looking back at him. He removes the World title from his waist, bringing it to his hand instead as he walks around the ring up the steps. He keeps climbing up the outside of the turnbuckles where he does his God Pose again holding the World title proudly.


Tommy Cornell: The match we have all been waiting for, what many believe is the true main event of Warrior Games, Cyrus versus Psycho is just moments away from the opening bell!

John Greed: I have no idea what to expect in this match, it could go either way!

Brenton Cyrus moves from the corner to the inside of the ring. He kisses the World Heavyweight Wrestling Championship then hands it off to the referee who takes it to the center of the ring in front of Psycho to hold it up. Brenton Cyrus steps to the center of the ring as well and he has a stare down with Psycho. The referee sends them into their corners then he calls for the bell.




World Heavyweight Wrestling Championship

Brenton Cyrus
[vs]
Psycho

[Ding Ding]

Brenton Cyrus and Psycho meet in the center of the ring to trade punches. Brenton Cyrus ducks a clothesline from Psycho then throws his picture perfect dropkick into his chest. Psycho runs to the ropes and rebounds charging at Brenton Cyrus with a running dropkick that knocks him off his feet, sending him rolling to the ring apron where he uses the ropes to get back up. Psycho walks over and connects a spinning neckbreaker on Brenton Cyrus letting his head hang over the top rope before he calls to the ringside floor.


Tommy Cornell: A great start from Psycho, taking the dropkick, dishing one back out!

John Greed: Then that neckbreaker over the ropes, a very clever move to use at that time.

Psycho climbs up the turnbuckles to the top and watches as Brenton Cyrus stands on the outside of the ring. He comes flying off and connects a clothesline to his face dropping him down to the ringside floor. Psycho lands on his feet and lifts Brenton Cyrus to his so he can clothesline him again dropping him from close range. Psycho lifts Brenton Cyrus again setting him up for a suplex. He lifts him overhead then drops him forward letting him hit the guardrail rib first.


Tommy Cornell: Front layout suplex over that guardrail!

John Greed: Psycho doing damage early and fast, both these guys know what the other is capable of doing!

Psycho uppercuts Brenton Cyrus to his face then delivers a clubbing blow to his back. He walks over to the ring steps and runs up them then runs across the apron. Psycho leaps off with a spinning wheel kick legdrop to the back of the head of Brenton Cyrus knocking him over the guardrail to the ringside floor. Psycho lift Brenton Cyrus and rolls him into the ring then drops down to reach underneath. Psycho pulls out a massive ladder dragging it over to the ring post. Psycho sets up the ladder so it’s over the ring post casting a shadow into the ring on Brenton Cyrus as he holds the back of his head working to get back up.


Tommy Cornell: That must be a sixteen foot ladder!

John Greed: The referee is just letting this match play out, he hasn’t even attempted a count out and as long as Psycho doesn’t use that ladder as a weapon, he wont be Disqualified.

Psycho begins climbing the ladder as he watches Brenton Cyrus rise to his feet in the center of the ring. Psycho makes it to the top of the ladder and leaps off. Brenton Cyrus leaps and connects the picture perfect dropkick knocking him out of mid air. Both men hit the canvas and immediately work to get back up. They stand at the same time and it’s Psycho who is able to deliver a big boot into the head of Brenton Cyrus dropping him again.


Tommy Cornell: Even when Psycho is hit with something, his first reaction is to hit you back much harder!

John Greed: So far Cyrus has only been able to land those dropkicks, because Psycho puts him down before he can get going.

Psycho grabs the arm of Brenton Cyrus as he stands and he whips him off to the ropes. He goes for another big boot as he rebounds, but it’s ducked under. Brenton Cyrus hits the ropes again and rebounds to duck under a clothesline from Psycho to run past him. Psycho turns and runs behind Brenton Cyrus jumping with a high knee to his face as soon as he turns around off the ropes, knocking him through to the ring apron. Psycho grabs the head of Brenton Cyrus as he pulls him through the ropes, letting his feet hang from the middle rope as he drives him down head first into the mat with a DDT. Psycho spins around and locks in a crippler crossface, trapping the arm of Brenton Cyrus between his legs, his head pulled back and twisted to the side.


Tommy Cornell: Amazing combination of moves from Psycho, he’s looking like a World Champion here tonight!

John Greed: He is the most legitimate Warrior here at Warrior Games. No one has fought more battles for as many years as Psycho! Maybe Death-Angel!

Brenton Cyrus scoots back and is able to get his feet hung over the bottom rope. The referee steps in and orders a break from Psycho who obliges releasing the hold as he stands. Psycho stands over Brenton Cyrus and hooks him for a camel clutch with his feet hung over the bottom rope so he’s off the mat in the submission. The referee once again orders a break of the hold then starts his count threatening to disqualify Psycho.


“1! 2! 3! 4!”

Psycho releases the submission and places a foot into the back of the head of Brenton Cyrus stomping as he goes face first down into the canvas.


Tommy Cornell: Breaks on four, he’d be DQed on five and I aint talking Dairy Queen!

John Greed: Psycho always adds something extra. You see so many default move following move performances elsewhere, only in the Land of No Limits do the fighters combo and create!

Brenton Cyrus pushes up off the mat and delivers a punch into the body, taking a knee to the sternum lifting him up off the mat into the grasp of Psycho. He grabs Brenton Cyrus by his throat and lifts him for a choke slam letting him fall out the back. He spins Psycho around for a cutter but is lifted and choke slammed down into the center of the ring anyways. Psycho pins Brenton Cyrus.


-1-2-

Brenton Cyrus is able to kick out, rolling his shoulder off the mat.


Tommy Cornell: Cyrus jumped for that Epiphany cutter counter but Psycho used it to lift him high and choke slam him down!

John Greed: This has been a very back and forth match so far, that was the first pinfall attempt.

Psycho lifts Brenton Cyrus to his feet from the pinfall and toe kicks him to the stomach. Psycho double underhooks the arms of Brenton Cyrus and sits down with a facebuster on him rolling him over. Psycho gets to his feet and moves to the corner climbing to the top turnbuckle. He dips to moonsault but then looks at the ladder he set up. He peers over his shoulder at the downed Brenton Cyrus, then he begins to climb up the ladder. Psycho makes it up to the top of the ladder looking down. He pumps up his arms trying to get the crowd into it.


Tommy Cornell: The top turnbuckle wasn’t high enough for Psycho!

John Greed: He’s gotta do something that gets BC to stop fighting back!

Psycho leaps from the top of the ladder with an Inverted Swanton Bomb coming down as Brenton Cyrus pushes off the mat and dives out of the way letting him crash down into the canvas. Brenton Cyrus pulls himself over to the corner and uses the ropes to lift himself to a standing position. He stares at Psycho laid out on the mat and he stomps his foot as he grinds his teeth. He grabs the top ropes using them to hold himself back as he watches Psycho trying to get up.


Tommy Cornell: That’s why it’s called high risk! Psycho splatters into the mat!

John Greed: Now Cyrus has that evil look in his eyes!


Psycho pushes off the mat and Brenton Cyrus runs from the corner to deliver a punt kick into the side of his head crumbling him back down into the canvas. Brenton Cyrus raises his arms and drops down to his knees. He turns around to push and roll Psycho over for the pinfall.


-1-2-3-


Brenton Cyrus is shoved away and watches as Psycho lifts his arm off the mat before rolling over to his stomach already trying to get back up.


Tommy Cornell: RE-AWAKENING AND THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT IT DOES TO PSYCHO!

John Greed: How many victims has Cyrus claimed with that kick!? Psycho kicks out!

Brenton Cyrus smirks and gets to his feet delivering a stomp into the back of the head of Psycho. He stomps into his back then his shoulders, then his arms. Brenton Cyrus jumps and delivers a knee down into the back of his head then another down on the mat.


■■Brenton Cyrus■■
Can your back carry the weight of the World?

Brenton Cyrus begins to stomp down into the back of Psycho then he jumps and drives a knee down into his spine. Psycho gets to his knees and shoves Brenton Cyrus away sending him into the corner as he falls back down. Brenton Cyrus lifts himself to the top turnbuckle and stands upright.


Tommy Cornell: Psycho never says die!

John Greed: But Cyrus is the kind of guy to break you in the ring until you wish you were dead!

Psycho manages to stand in the middle of the ring and watch as Brenton Cyrus leaps off the top turnbuckle with a high cross body block taking him back down. Psycho rolls through the cross body getting to his knees holding Brenton Cyrus in the body slam position. He goes from his knees to his feet in a swift motion then he powers Brenton Cyrus up to his shoulders in the firemans carry position.


Tommy Cornell: Psycho has him set for Livid Atrocity!

John Greed: Out of nowhere!

Brenton Cyrus drives elbows into the side of the face of Psycho until he’s able to slip out the back then lift him up into the torture rack position. Brenton Cyrus jumps with Psycho up in the torture rack being bent. Brenton Cyrus tosses Psycho overhead and connects a knee into his back keeping him up. Brenton Cyrus grabs Psycho by his throat and lifts him up and down onto his knee with a choke slam back breaker.


Tommy Cornell: WHAT A REVERSAL! Inverted Vicious Betrayal and Spinal Reconstruction!

John Greed: Cyrus may have retained!

Brenton Cyrus pins Psycho hooking both legs.


-1-2-3-


Brenton Cyrus is shoved away sent rolling as Psycho sits up holding his back. Brenton Cyrus runs over and drops a knee into his back, then he delivers a soccer kick. Psycho tries to get up but Brenton Cyrus begins to pound his straightedge taped fists into his forehead. He delivers another soccer kick to the back Psycho as he sits on the mat. Brenton Cyrus grabs Psycho and pulls him to his feet into the corner to deliver a back elbow to his face before lifting him to sit on the top turnbuckle.


Tommy Cornell: Both these guys have shown little weakness this year inside that ring, Cyrus is looking to create a weakness in Psycho!

John Greed: Easier said than done!

Brenton Cyrus climbs up to the top turnbuckle and Psycho shoves him off. Brenton Cyrus runs up the turnbuckles and jumps delivering a knee into the side of the head of Psycho. He double underhooks his arms as he moves up to the top turnbuckle with him, standing him up. Brenton Cyrus jumps back with a double underhook facebuster from the top turnbuckle down into the mat on Psycho.


Tommy Cornell: FALL FROM GRACE II!

John Greed: We witnessed Psycho connect the Psychopathic Hatchet, now Cyrus with Fall From Grace taking it up a notch!

Brenton Cyrus rolls Psycho over to his back and covers him hooking the near leg.


-1-2-3-


Brenton Cyrus raises his arms in triumphant victory but the referee shakes his head and motions with his arms for no count. He points at the leg of Psycho, his foot on the bottom rope. Brenton Cyrus stands and Psycho works to get up as well. Brenton Cyrus runs and delivers a shining wizard knee into the head of Psycho, wrapping his leg around to lock in a triangle choke.


Tommy Cornell: Psycho finds a way to keep this match going, but he falls victim to the Shining Triangle choke!

John Greed: We’ll see how the submission defense of Psycho is, especially now that we are into the deep waters of this match!

Psycho struggles in the hold but finds his footing. He powers Brenton Cyrus up off the mat for a powerbomb forcing him to release the triangle choke. Psycho lets him fall through straight down into the canvas as he locks him in the crippler crossface.


Tommy Cornell: Escape from Reality! Not only does he escape the Shining Triangle, he uses it to his advantage!

John Greed: These guys are battling like Immortals, they are landing nothing but huge moves on the other and keep fighting right on through!

Brenton Cyrus struggles in the submission now trying to push up. He goes to roll out but Psycho is able to flatten him out in the crippler crossface. Brenton Cyrus works to get up again, getting to his knees. He fights up to his feet and Psycho ditches the submission to instead land a twist of fate into a stunner on Brenton Cyrus. Psycho stands and moves to the corner climbing to the top turnbuckle.

Tommy Cornell: Twizted Dreams! That’s a great escape move from the crippler crossface and it sets up anything he wants!

John Greed: He wants to fly again!


Psycho leaps off the turnbuckle with a no look moonsault coming down on Brenton Cyrus perfectly. He stands up and walks over him stepping on his chest as he moves to the corner to climb up again. Psycho begins climbing up the ladder making it to the top.


Psycho
FUCK THE WORLD!

Psycho leaps from the ladder coming down with a legdrop across the face of Brenton Cyrus in the center of the ring.


Tommy Cornell: Your next World Champion ladies and gentlemen, FUCK THE WORLD!

John Greed: Psychosault then a FTW legdrop from that huge ladder!

Psycho pins Brenton Cyrus hooking both legs.


-1-2-3-


Brenton Cyrus rolls out of the pin able to get his shoulders off the canvas just in time. Psycho lifts them both off the mat, Brenton Cyrus up on his shoulders in the firemans carry position.


Tommy Cornell: The most devastating move in all of wrestling upcoming!

John Greed: Only Cyrus has kicked out of it, and rumor has it Psycho held back just so they could have their match here tonight!

Brenton Cyrus drives an elbow into the face of Psycho then grabs his arm keeping him from hooking his head. Psycho throws Brenton Cyrus over and drives a knee into his face instead letting him fall back to the mat. Psycho moves to the corner and steps to the ring apron before climbing up to the top turnbuckle.


Tommy Cornell: BULLET RIDE!

John Greed: They have such similar moves and they are going tit for tat with them!

Psycho leaps from the top turnbuckle and comes down with a flying elbow drop into the chest of Brenton Cyrus. Psycho rises to his feet and moves to the same corner climbing to the top turnbuckle to leap off with another elbow drop down into his chest. Psycho stands and moves to the corner, this time motioning for Brenton Cyrus to get up.


Tommy Cornell: Two flatliners, driving his elbow down into the heart of Brenton Cyrus!

John Greed: First elbow stopped his heart, the second restarted it! Now it looks like he’s going to take his punt kick!

Brenton Cyrus sits up and works to get to a single knee. Psycho turns to the side as Brenton Cyrus rises to his feet stepping in to a super kick to the chest dropping him back down. Psycho drops down to the mat and pins Brenton Cyrus.


-1-2-3-


Brenton Cyrus powers his arm off the mat kicking out.


Tommy Cornell: A New Level was not enough to finish BC!

John Greed: But he connected it to his chest, not his face, I don’t think Psycho wanted the finish with that one.

Psycho lifts Brenton Cyrus up off the mat then sets him up for a tombstone piledriver. Psycho jumps and drives Brenton Cyrus head first down into the canvas. Psycho rises to his feet and moves to the corner climbing to the top turnbuckle.


Tommy Cornell: Psycho using the tombstone piledriver as a set up move!

John Greed: Just goes to show you how vicious this man is, moves that would be finishers are basic to Psycho!

Psycho climbs up the ladder making it to the very top standing upright looking around. He jumps with a shooting star press coming around to drop a leg drop down into the face and chest of Brenton Cyrus.


Tommy Cornell: AWESOME! AMAZING! INSANITY DROP! A shooting star leg drop from the ladder!

John Greed: Psycho using everything in his arsenal!

Psycho lifts Brenton Cyrus from the canvas setting him up for a powerbomb. Psycho lifts Brenton Cyrus and throws his legs out to catch him by his throat for a brutal choke slam that bounces him off the mat.

Tommy Cornell: Chaos Theory! Psycho has this match going just the way he wants!

John Greed: He’s finally taken full control over the match, all the momentum has shifted in his favor!

Psycho mounts Brenton Cyrus and begins to pound fists into his forehead until blood begins to puddle up. Psycho takes the blood on his fist and wipes it across his chest.


Psycho
Memento Mori Cyrus, the time of the Reign of Chaos has come!

Tommy Cornell: Psycho must finish Cyrus, not the other way around!

John Greed: We saw Hart succeed with the championship advantage, Psycho has to win the World title from Cyrus!

Brenton Cyrus sits up taking a stomp to his blood face. He grabs the legs of Psycho only to be pulled up into a piledriver back down into the mat. Psycho stands lifting Brenton Cyrus into the corner to deliver a big back elbow to his face. Psycho delivers a big right hand that sends a mist of blood off to the side.


Tommy Cornell: He’s really beating BC down now!

John Greed: He wont let Cyrus back into it at all!

Psycho clotheslines Brenton Cyrus into the corner then lifts him to sit on the top turnbuckle hitting him with a throat thrust as he climbs up as well. Psycho sets Brenton Cyrus up for a superplex then lifts him up holding him overhead.


Tommy Cornell: ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? STALLING SUPERPLEX!

John Greed: The show of strength from Psycho here is so impressive, he does have the strength to carry the world on his back!

Psycho jumps back with a stalling superplex on Brenton Cyrus. Both men bounce off the mat from the impact in the center of the ring. Psycho gets up and grabs the legs of Brenton Cyrus setting him up and turning him over in a sharpshooter.


Tommy Cornell: Psycho gets the sharpshooter applied following that massive superplex!

John Greed: He’s pulling off move after move at will, looking totally unstoppable!

Brenton Cyrus is able to turn over to his back and use his legs to shove Psycho back to the corner. Brenton Cyrus fights to his feet staggering off to the ropes to rebound and run across the ring diving at Psycho in the corner. He’s caught and Psycho runs out of the corner with a huge one arm spinebuster on Brenton Cyrus driving him down.


Tommy Cornell: Psycho not letting Cyrus back in this!

John Greed: Avoiding letting this be a back and forth match like it started.

Psycho drops down to pin Brenton Cyrus hooking the near leg.


-1-2-3


Brenton Cyrus kicks out but Psycho shifts to lock in the crippler crossface. Brenton Cyrus manages to roll out of it before it can be applied. Both men stand and Brenton Cyrus turns around into Psycho who takes him up and around with a spinning spinebuster.


Tommy Cornell: Psycho has just got something for everything BC even thinks about!

John Greed: I think Psycho should start thinking Livid Atrocity, the end of this match!

Psycho lifts Brenton Cyrus from the mat only to take him back down with a swinging neck breaker. Psycho stands and moves to the corner climbing up to the top turnbuckle to jump off with a frog splash down on Brenton Cyrus covering him.


-1-2-3


Brenton Cyrus kicks out. Psycho sneers at the referee as he stands.


Tommy Cornell: At some point in every epic match you wonder who will have enough to put the other away!

John Greed: Right now it’s looking like Psycho, but he just hasn’t been able to get the finish!

Psycho moves to the corner climbing up to the top turnbuckle again, this time to leap off with an inverted swanton bomb coming down hard on Brenton Cyrus.


Tommy Cornell: HOLY DIVER! He crashed earlier trying it, but now he gets it like he wanted!

John Greed: Not like he wanted, he didn’t do it from the ladder. But he did connect big!

Psycho goes to pin Brenton Cyrus but shakes his head as he stands up and delivers stomps down into his chest and bloody face instead before he lifts him up. Psycho lifts Brenton Cyrus up to his shoulders but he slips out the back. Psycho runs to the corner stepping up the turnbuckles to moonsault off taking Brenton Cyrus down to the mat.


Tommy Cornell: Psychosault to the standing Cyrus!

John Greed: But Cyrus was able to avoid what could have been the end!

Psycho lays on Brenton Cyrus for the pin.

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Brenton Cyrus kicks out and is lifted to his feet by Psycho, then into the firemans carry position. Brenton Cyrus holds the arm of Psycho preventing a death valley driver but he is thrown overhead instead to take a knee to the face sending him back into the corner. Psycho steps in with knees to the body on Brenton Cyrus then a hook to his bloody face.


Tommy Cornell: Avoid one, get the other! Sends BC on another Bullet Ride, this time attacking furiously to follow up!

John Greed: At this point he has to do whatever it takes to put BC away!

Psycho lifts Brenton Cyrus up to the top turnbuckle and follows him up. He stands and lifts Brenton Cyrus up for a powerbomb then leaps to the outside of the ring with him pushing his legs out to shift into a chokeslam down into the International announcers table which doesn’t break. Brenton Cyrus slides across the table taking out the papers, monitors and announcers as he falls off. Psycho smashes his ribs into the front of the table and sits holding them.


Tommy Cornell: HOLY SHIT! CHAOS THEORY FROM INSIDE TO OUT!

John Greed: Not even these two can break the invincible tables! A powerbomb into a choke slam in mid air!

Psycho stands rolling onto the International announcers table to reach over the other side to grab Brenton Cyrus pulling up up as well. Psycho steps off the International announcers table to the guardrail so he can moonsault off onto Brenton Cyrus.


Tommy Cornell: Psychosault from the guardrail!

John Greed: I love major title main events! These matches have stolen the show! Perhaps even stolen the era!

Psycho walks up the ring steps to the ring apron so he can step to the bottom rope, lifting him to the middle rope, lifting him to the top rope to springboard off with a moonsault to the outside landing down on Brenton Cyrus on the International announcers table. Both men fall to the ringside floor pulling the table down.


Tommy Cornell: So nice he Psychosaulted twice!

John Greed: He hurt himself as well to hurt BC!

Psycho lifts Brenton Cyrus and rolls him into the ring before climbing up to the ring apron. He climbs up to the top turnbuckle then continues climbing making his way up the ladder. Brenton Cyrus fights to sit up then get to his feet walking to the corner. He climbs up the turnbuckles then starts climbing the ladder as Psycho reaches the top.


Tommy Cornell: Nothing can keep either of these guys down!

John Greed: Cyrus is pursuit of Psycho up the ladder, I’m not sure if he even knows he’s been followed!

Brenton Cyrus makes it up the other side of the ladder where Psycho is waiting for him and delivers a huge right hand that nearly knocks him off the ladder. Psycho headbutts Brenton Cyrus to the cut on his head getting him to release on of his hands from the ladder. Psycho smashes the other hand of Brenton Cyrus getting him to release and jump hooking his head to pull him off the ladder as well as they plummet down into the ring.


Tommy Cornell: EPIPHANY! Cyrus got the cutter on Psycho!

John Greed: I thought Psycho was about to send him falling to the crowd, instead Cyrus takes a leap of faith and it pays off!

Both Brenton Cyrus and Psycho begin moving already. Brenton Cyrus is able to pull himself back into the corner while Psycho begins to push up trying to get to his feet. Brenton Cyrus pulls himself out of the corner and attempts a punt kick on Psycho only to be back body dropped over as he rises. Brenton Cyrus lands on his feet and both men turn around to land right hands on each other.


Tommy Cornell: These guys fighting back already! I thought he would at least get a pinfall off Epiphany from the top of the ladder!

John Greed: Not after the momentum Psycho was able to build, he refuses to stay down!

Brenton Cyrus avoids a right hand and locks Psycho in a standing arm triangle whipping him around with a spinning complete shot down into the canvas. He tosses his leg over the face of Psycho with the arm triangle still locked in, executing the Koji clutch.


Tommy Cornell: A NEW DAY INTO THE GOD LOCK!

John Greed: Sensational! We are deep into a pro wrestling classic, This is a Sensationaltercation!

Psycho reaches out for the ropes then begins to rise getting to his knees, then lifting Brenton Cyrus off the canvas into the firemans carry position as he breaks out of the Koji clutch. Brenton Cyrus escapes out the back and lifts Psycho for a back suplex holding him up before he spins out into a clothesline from hell on him driving him downward into the mat.


Tommy Cornell: NORTH MASON MONEY MAKER! We haven’t seen him use that since he debuted in 2009!

John Greed: His first finishing move and he lands it on Psycho when he needs it the most!

Brenton Cyrus pins Psycho hooking the near leg.


-1-2-3-


Brenton Cyrus places his blood head in his hands as Psycho is able to throw his arm up getting his shoulder off the mat. Brenton Cyrus hurries up to his feet moving to the corner to climb up to the top turnbuckle. Psycho gets up quickly and runs at him as he stands upright. Brenton Cyrus jumps with a shooting star press and catches the head of Psycho pulling him down into a DDT.


Tommy Cornell: WHOA! Cyrus was going for a shooting star press but Psycho got up to stop him so he had to audible!

John Greed: This match is brilliance! We have almost reached the hour marker and these guys are both fighting like they could go several more hours!

Brenton Cyrus rolls Psycho over to pin him.


-1-2-3

Psycho is able to kick out but he’s lifted by his arm as Brenton Cyrus stands pulling him up. He baseball slides through the legs of Psycho still hold his arms, then he lifts him up to a seated position on his shoulders. From the electric chair position Brenton Cyrus pulls Psycho rolling down victory roll style into a package style driver pin.


-1-2-3-


Psycho explodes out of the package cover barely getting out of the pinfall.


Tommy Cornell: SYCO DRIVER but the devil kicks out!

John Greed: Wow... That may have been the sickest move BC has ever pulled off and yet Psycho is still in it!

Brenton Cyrus pulls Psycho up then takes him into the firemans carry to spin him around with an F-5 into a jumping knee to the face. Both men hit the mat and Brenton Cyrus drags himself over to drop an arm over the chest of Psycho.


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The referee stops his count as the arm of Psycho shoots up off the mat.


Tommy Cornell: SPINNING VICIOUS BETRAYAL! He’s hitting his moves with special variations and they still aren’t enough to stop Psycho!

John Greed: He’s not just trying to stop Psycho, he’s trying to stop an entire Reign of Chaos from ruling the World!

Brenton Cyrus slithers across the mat back into the corner where he uses the ropes to pull himself up. He uses the top ropes to hold himself back as he stomps his right foot into the mat stalking Psycho as he rolls over to his stomach and begins to push up.


Tommy Cornell: The end is near!

John Greed: He kicked out of one punt kick, I don’t see him kicking out of two!

Brenton Cyrus runs and delivers the punt kick as Psycho stands lifting him up to his shoulders in the firemans carry position. Psycho throws Brenton Cyrus over for a death valley driver but he flips through and lands on his feet, jumping for a cutter counter. Psycho reverse back body drops Brenton Cyrus out of the cutter onto his shoulders in the firemans carry position again. Brenton Cyrus locks the right arm of Psycho in a kimura behind his back up on his shoulders.


Tommy Cornell: GOOD GOD! SO MUCH ACTION!

John Greed: Cyrus with the arm of Psycho to stop Livid Atrocity!

Psycho tosses Brenton Cyrus overhead and he covers his face but takes a vicious knee into the body making him keel over. Psycho forms his hand like a gun pointing it at the head of Brenton Cyrus.

Psycho
BANG!

Brenton Cyrus looks at Psycho from his knees, holding his ribs and takes a buzzsaw style kick to the side of the head. Psycho drops down pinning Brenton Cyrus.


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The referee brings his hand down into the canvas then he calls for the bell.



[Ding Ding]


Tommy Cornell: DID MY EYES DECEIVE ME!?

John Greed: NO THEY DID NOT!

The referee takes the World Heavyweight Wrestling Championship from the corner and presents it to Psycho as he rises from the cover. He takes the World title in his hands staring at it as he steps back to the corner.


Tommy Cornell: The Executioner that is Psycho just became a two time World Heavyweight Wrestling Champion and this time I believe the Reign will be a Chaotic one!

John Greed: The Reign of Chaos has just taken over the World and the next era of the NLWF!

Psycho exits the ring and walks along the ring apron to step off and climb up the ladder. He makes it to the top of the ladder and he holds up the World Heavyweight Wrestling title in both hands before he starts climbing down again.


Tommy Cornell: On the verge of greatness so many times throughout the starting era of the year, tonight Psycho has realized his violent destiny!

John Greed: The biggest win of the night belongs to Hardcore Psychopath our World Heavyweight Champion and ruler of Wrestling! The Devil is indeed in the details!

WINNER and NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT WRESTLING CHAMPION: Psycho via Pinfall [59:59]


Psycho makes his way off the ladder and up the ramp as Brenton Cyrus pulls himself to the corner watching as he exits with the World Heavyweight title.


Tommy Cornell: The entire roster just witnessed the Reign of Chaos takeover the World!

John Greed: Nearly an hour, one second short, we just witnessed God versus the Devil, and it was the epic encounter it deserved to be! But what does this mean for what is to come?

Psycho makes it up the ramp to the stage and he turns around laying the World Heavyweight Championship down in front of him at his feet, the roster member onlookers behind him. Ashley Matthews makes her way out onto the stage holding a ME microphone and sledegehammer in hands.


Ashley Matthews
GIVE IT UP FOR THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT WRESTLING CHAMPION! I figure now is as best a time to announce that Matthews Enterprises has found where its funding will go. The Reign of Chaos is the only bright spot in this Federation and represented by ME it will remain the most unstoppable force in the Land of No Limits and in all of wrestling!

Tommy Cornell: ME who is going to be broadcasting the next era of NLWF is now behind the Reign of Chaos funding it!

John Greed: So much for a Respect era.. That was a cute thought while it lasted..

Ashley Matthews
In the final order of business tonight, Psycho, I have what you requested..

Psycho reaches out not taking his eyes off of Brenton Cyrus as he stands in the ring. Ashley Matthews hands off the sledgehammer and Psycho raises it overhead. He smirks and brings it down violently into the World Championship smashing it. He tosses the sledgehammer off to the side then reaches down to lift the World Heavyweight title holding it overhead.




Tommy Cornell: An ultimate show of disrespect! For those of you who don’t know, Brenton Cyrus owns the World title, not the NLWF.

John Greed: Yup, he purchased it from the company years back and now he just watched Psycho win it then destroy it!

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Re: Warrior Games: March 30th 2013

Post by Brenton Cyrus on April 19th 2013, 5:24 pm

Psycho moves backstage with the shattered World Heavyweight Wrestling Championship on his shoulder. He is greeted by Crimson Skull giving his nod of approval.

Crimson Skull
You’ve done what both Stylez and myself were unable to do at the same time against Cyrus! Once again I vow my undying allegiance to you and your Reign of Chaos! Long live your mighty reign as the ruler of the World!


Psycho
Anarchy, these last three months and beyond, it was only the beginning. Now the true rise of the Reign of Chaos can commence into an era of its own! The Federation will bow at the mercy of the Reign of Chaos!

Psycho and Crimson Skull walk away as the shot moves to the ringside area, Brenton Cyrus making his way to the back disappointed.


Tommy Cornell: The main event is an odd one to say the least. It all began at Ultimate Glory where Brooklyn Carter took the mask of Dave Zombie that was being passed around for bonus entry into the Glory Battle.

John Greed: Betterman came up with the idea, Brooklyn Carter capitalized on it and she eliminated James Shark hidden by a large trench coat and the mask.

Tommy Cornell: That and the fact that Steven Angel is a scrawny bitch, Brooklyn Carter is a Boss Bitch, so no one could really tell it was her.

John Greed: She was able to lock down the Warrior Games main event under the mask, all the while dominating the Womens division with ease, clearing it out already several times!

Tommy Cornell: Anthony King revealed her the same night James Shark was able to capture the Undisputed Championship from him, then defend the title right after against Steel Angel avenging an old wound in route to his first major NLWF title defense!

John Greed: That’s what set up the epic meeting as Brooklyn Carter under the mask chose to go against her own boyfriend, the Undisputed Champion James Shark! This match is nearly a year in the making, even before NLWF when another company tried to book them.

Tommy Cornell: This isn’t some random booking though, this has been built up, hyped to the moon, the two even starred in a movie together!

John Greed: and with what happened at Battle Lines, Shark trading Brooklyn, just for her to put a team together and kick ass. You know Shark is going to be fired up to fight!



TALE of the TAPE
NLWF UNDISPUTED CHAMPION
James Shark
Wrestling Style: Striker, Brawler
Age: 24
Weight: 210lbs
Height: 6‘
Hometown: Brooklyn, NY

GLORY BATTLE WINNER
Dave Zombie
WOMENS WORLD WRESTLING CHAMPION
Brooklyn Carter
Wrestling Style: Luchadore, Technical, & Hardcore
Age: 23
Weight: 140lbs
Height: 5’6”
Hometown: Brooklyn, NY


Tommy Cornell: You can see from the tale of the tape, Shark has put on some additional weight. He wants to finish this in one punch! FLASH KO!

John Greed: Also he needs to be able to combat the larger guys he’s going to be fighting against as the level of difficulty is set to rise in the next era, especially as Undisputed Champion!

Brooklyn Carter makes her way out wearing the mask of Dave Zombie, coming out to no music. She walks down the ramp taking in some cheers from the crowd as she makes it to the ring. She slides in and stands at her corner.


Tommy Cornell: It’s tough to tell under the mask, but she doesn’t seem as ready to go as we’ve seen her against other women.

John Greed: This is a huge moment, the biggest stage, the biggest and most hyped match of this entire era. These two have a ton to live up to!

James Shark makes his way out to the sounds of Tech N9ne Riot Makers covered by a robe. He hurries down the ramp staring down not exposing his face until he gets to the ringside floor. He tosses his robe off and smirks as he flexes showing off his ripped physique. He removes the Undisputed Championship from around his waist and slides into the ring moving to his corner to hold the title up.


Tommy Cornell: Shark clearly has taken this challenge seriously. He looks ready to kill, a Shark that smell blood in the water, it must be that time of the month for Brooklyn!

John Greed: Wow.. This is our Warrior Games main event! James Shark the reigning and defending Undisputed Champion against the woman who stole his Glory Battle moment under a mask, Brooklyn Carter!

The referee takes the NLWF Undisputed Championship and he holds it up in the center of the ring before he calls for the bell.




NLWF Undisputed Championship


James Shark [vs] Dave Zombie [Brooklyn Carter]

[Ding Ding]

James Shark moves across the ring quickly on his toes in the Shark Shell style protecting his body as he gets closer. Brooklyn Carter slides out of the ring and takes a few deep breaths. The fans in the All Canada arena begin to boo.

Tommy Cornell: If you don’t have a strategy against James Shark, he’s going to murder you!

John Greed: That’s fact, even Ridicule had to come up with a strategy and gameplan to beat this man!

James Shark turns and walks to the center of the ring and motions for Brooklyn Carter to get back in. She moves to the ring apron grabbing the middle rope but releases it as James Shark starts to move forward. The crowd erupts in disapproval.


Tommy Cornell: Sharks don’t back down, but they do turn around!

John Greed: Brooklyn for the first time we’ve ever seen may actually be afraid!

James Shark turns his back and holds his arms out.

Tommy Cornell: Well, she did attack him from behind during the Glory Battle, then she attacked with a barbwire baseball bat...

John Greed: I’m shocked Shark hasn’t gone Chris Brown on this bitch already!

Brooklyn Carter slides into the ring and James Shark spins around to chase after her. She dives out of the ring and James Shark pulls himself through the ropes to the outside. Brooklyn Carter runs and James Shark stays close able to slap her to the ass as they move around the ring.

Tommy Cornell: FIRST STRIKE HAS BEEN LANDED! A right cross to the ass cheek!

John Greed: Never in my life did I think I would see James Shark punch Dave Zombie to the ass, but these are different circumstances!

Brooklyn Carter grabs the ring post and spins around it into the ring followed by James Shark still sliding in after her. She turns around and ducks under a swinging overhand right from James Shark then slides out of the ring again leaning against the guardrail. The crowd erupts in a roar of boos. A drink flies over the guardrail hitting Brooklyn Carter to the face. Other fans begin to throw garbage as well.


Tommy Cornell: He was going to punch her head off! Did she think he was just going to lay down or something?

John Greed: Uh oh, the fans are turning here. It was a shitty crowd to begin with, now they are really getting shitty!

Brooklyn Carter walks around the ring as James Shark stands in the center rotating around punching and swaying away from garbage, keeping it from hitting him.


Tommy Cornell: This is as bad as they turned The Guillotine out to be!

John Greed: The month of March has sucked for Shark and now the main event of Warrior Games is starting to get shit on like Axxholes skinny jeans!

James Shark removes his glove and he throws it to the outside of the ring hitting Brooklyn Carter with it. He takes off his other glove and throws it getting her with that one as well.

Tommy Cornell: Two more shots landed! He throws his gloves at her getting her to the face on the outside! But I think the crowd has hit her with more garbage in this one!

John Greed: I know they have! This is as lively as they’ve been all night and they seem to have saved most of their hate for the main event!

James Shark slides out of the ring grabbing Brooklyn Carter to roll her into the ring following her in.


Tommy Cornell: She was distracted by the crowd and Shark got her!

John Greed: Finally! Now maybe we will see a worthy main event!

Brooklyn Carter stands up and is superman pie face smushed by James Shark to distract from the uppercut that rips the mask off her face. He finishes the combo with a leg sweep knocking her on her ass then he tosses the Dave Zombie mask at the referee who calls for the bell.


[Ding Ding]

Tommy Cornell: Did he knock her out?

John Greed: He removed the mask! The only reason she got this match is because of the mask, now that she’s been revealed she can’t claim Zombie!

James Shark raises his fist into the air and the referee gives him the NLWF Undisputed Championship. The referee walks over grabbing the Glory Battle trophy to present it to James Shark as well. He holds up the trophy and the bell as Brooklyn Carter stares at him from the canvas.


Tommy Cornell: Dave Zombie has just been eliminated from the Glory Battle once and for all and the unfinished business from Ultimate Glory ends here at Warrior Games!

John Greed: James Shark is the rightful Glory Battle winner and he got the main event he deserved!

WINNER and STILL NLWF UNDISPUTED CHAMPION and GLORY BATTLE WINNER: James Shark via mask removal [8:08]


James Shark moves the NLWF Undisputed Championship to his shoulder and extends his hand offering to help Brooklyn Carter to her feet. She takes his hand and he helps her up, the two standing close together in the center of the ring.


Tommy Cornell: OH NO! Not a happy ending at Warrior Games! This is awful, I’m joining the crowd, give me something to throw!

John Greed: If their was a better way to kill interest in something, I don’t think Shark and Brooklyn could have done it better than they did here tonight..

“YOU BOTH SUCK EH!” “YOU BOTH SUCK EH!”

James Shark and Brooklyn Carter stand side by side flipping off the fans packing the All Canada arena getting them even more infuriated with roars. Parker makes his way down to the ring and enters.

Tommy Cornell: That’s smart, screw the people out of a main event they’ve waited months to see, then flip them off..

John Greed: Respect in wrestling is dead all around, we are already witnessing chaos!

Parker takes the hand of Brooklyn Carter and starts to pull her away from James Shark. He stops him and they go chest to chest trading words. Parker makes the Mafia M with his hand looking at Brooklyn Carter, then he reaches down grabbing her hand again. James Shark pulls Parker off of her and gets shoved back by him. James Shark shoves Parker back and the two men go toe to toe.

Tommy Cornell: BOUT TO BE SOME BLACK ON BLACK CRIME HERE TO FINISH WARRIOR GAMES!

John Greed: GHETTO GAMES AFTER THAT MAIN EVENT!

Miguel St-Claire makes his way down to the ring with Adriana Rivera whispering into his ear. He nods and slides into the ring grabbing Brooklyn Carter to spin her around into a devastating left hook straight right that drops her down and out viciously. He turns around and slides out of the ring making his way back up the ramp as quickly as he came down.


“THANK YOU MSC!” *CLAP*CLAP*CLAP CLAP CLAP* “THANK YOU MSC!”
*CLAP*CLAP*CLAP CLAP CLAP*
“THANK YOU MSC!” *CLAP*CLAP*CLAP CLAP CLAP* “THANK YOU MSC!”

Tommy Cornell: KNOCKOUT! That’s what we wanted to see!

John Greed: Knockout of the night, the power of the punch prevails to finish off Warrior Games!

James Shark drops down to the mat near Brooklyn Carter who is out. He stares toward the stage with rage in his eyes as Miguel St-Claire turns around. Adriana Rivera hands him a T-Shirt and he puts it on showing off James Shark’s “Pray for Brooklyn” walkout shirt. Miguel St-Claire and Adriana Rivera laugh and look out at the crowd.


Miguel St-Claire
You’re welcome!

They turn and walk backstage.


Tommy Cornell: MSC just sent a message to James Shark that he will either regret or look back on as the moment his career sky rocketed to the moon!

John Greed: Shark is shocked, I’ve never seen such a look of shock on his face!

Parker grabs James Shark turning him around to lift him up and spinebuster him down letting the back of his head crash into the canvas. Parker exits the ring and pulls Brooklyn Carter out into his arms carrying her away up the ramp.

Tommy Cornell: Paydirt from Parker on James Shark! Once again it’s Parker laying out Shark!

John Greed: Paydirt on Shark, perhaps will get him paydirt on Brooklyn Carter! If ya know what I mean!

Tommy Cornell: What a night! King of the Throne is next in my home of London, England! An NLWF tradition continues at King of the Throne, from three different venues at once!

John Greed: This is the official end of the era, thank you so much for supporting the NLWF all year and beyond!

Warrior Games fades to nothing but the end logo.


“iMMORTAL iS THE NLWF STANDARD OF QUALiTY”


NLWF
NO LiMiT WRESTLiNG FEDERATiON
'WELCOME TO THE REiGN OF CHAOS'
ALL RiGHTS RESERVED.
COPYRiGHT 2009-2013




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