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I wish there was a way to do that, because just doing the month or so of shows was a pain and sooner or later I pretty much just forgot about it. I doubt we can copy and move seperate sections to our server, but if there's a way, Illustrious One would be the guy to ask.

Don't add songs to your profile. Shit like that is the worst.

Yes, he is. I voted for him with Carnivaliz coming in a close second. For future consideration, Jerichoholic is pretty bad also. Thankfully he's mainly a wrestling folder guy.

Is that the place where Crono learned how to get the Frog Ending? They don't deserve that. They have the burden of CronoT, just the same as us, and they don't seem to be too fond of him either. If anything we should be pals.

Luther is better than Batista.

Gloating thread is that way ----->

"Fans, welcome back to the Estadio Nacional in Santiago, Chile, where you're just in time for our main event!" announces Longdogger Pete. "Tonight SWF International Champion Jay Hawke will be teaming with JJ Johnson and Scott Pretzler of Revolution Zero, and they'll be taking on Ejiro Fasaki, Manson and Arch Griffon, all three of whom have been on quite a roll." "Well, Fasaki is among those in line for a shot at Toxxic, but he's going to have to get through the rest of Revolution Zero first," Suicide King says. "And with the SWF International Champion Jay Hawke by their side, his team has no chance." "Granted, Manson lost to Hawke at Battleground, even if it was due to a shot from a steel pipe, but otherwise he and Arch Griffon have been on fire, defeating such established teams such as Landon Maddix and Todd Cortez, and just a few weeks ago, Johnson and Pretzler. I wouldn't count them and Fasaki out. Now let's go to Funyon!" Cutting to the ring, Funyon stands waiting, with Senior Referee Matthew Kivell in the background. "Ladies and Gentlemen," he announces, "the following is a Six-Man Tag Team Match, and it is scheduled for one fall! First, making his way down to the ring…" We pan over to the stage and SmarkTron, as the lights dim and "Learning to Fly" by Pink Floyd hits! Out strolls Jay Hawke, dressed in a blinding purple and black robe with spotlights shining down upon him. He's met by the immense boos of the crowd filling the stadium tonight, but it doesn't shake him as he opens up his robe and reveals the SWF International Title around his waist and starts down the aisle. "Hailing from The Hall of Fame City of Cleveland, Ohio, and weighing in at two-hundred and fifteen pounds, he is the SWF International Champion… "The DEAN of Professional Wrestling" JAAAAYY HAAAAAWWKE!" Just as quickly as his entrance began it ends, as every light in the arena ramps up to full power and the SmarkTron whites out. For a moment all that can be heard is the faint scratch of a needle on vinyl of a needle on vinyl, when suddenly… "WEL-WEL-W-W-WELCOME TO THE REVOLUTION!" A deep voice booms out over the arena as the brutal guitars of Otep's "Battle Ready" kicks up over the PA system. After a few seconds the drums come in, and that's when… *BOOOOMM!!* Jolts of lightning shoot down from the heavens and strike the stage, with blasts of red pyro firing up in response! For a moment all that can be seen is the smoke left over from the explosion, but then "The Critic" Scott Pretzler and JJ Johnson stride out, the latter in a Canadian themed robe of his own, and they glare at the crowd who respond with a less than friendly reception, with Jet following just behind them. They start down the aisle after Hawke, Johnson's arms extended in a crucifix as he walks down, as Pretzler strides down with his hands on his hips. "And now his tag team partners, weighing in at a combined weight of four-hundred and forty five pounds, J… J… JJOOOHNNSOONNN and "The Critic" SCOTT PRETZLERRRR! RRREVOLUTION ZERO!" Up on the apron, Jay Hawke disrobes, handing it to a ring attendant and warning him to keep it in good condition, before entering the ring and scaling the lower left turnbuckle. Meanwhile, Pretzler and Johnson proudly head up the ring steps and enter as well, either man taking the upper left and lower right corners, with Jet strolling about on the outside. Johnson flicks off the hood to his robe, and all three men raise their arms in the air to a massive amount of boos from the fans. They descend and Johnson now strips off his robe, handing to the same attendant as before, and all three meet in their corner. Hawke hands off his championship as Kivell comes and checks them out for foreign objects, when the lights dim once more, red strobes pulsing as… *POPPOPPOPPOPPOPPOPPOPOPPOPPOP!!* A series of machine gun-like pyrotechnics fire off, as Ejiro enters the arena to the cheers of the crowd, wearing a wearing a sleeveless yellow robe with a black E and red F emblazoned on the back. Melissa follows just in tow, along with Manson after, throwing up metal horns as he heads out, and finally the hulking Arch Griffon behind them all as they head down the ramp. "And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of seven-hundred and sixty five pounds, the team of EJIIIRO FAAAAASAKI, ARCH GRRIIIFFOOONNN and MMAAAANNNSOONN!" The group approaches the ring and Manson rolls inside, along with Arch Griffon, while Melissa heads up the ring steps and waits on the apron. Ejiro follows up the steps and enters through the ropes, climbing up the turnbuckle and raising an arm to another big pop from the fans as Manson and Griffon keep an eye on their opponents. Ejiro climbs down and joins his partners for tonight, as Kivell heads over and checks them for outside objects as well. Finding them to be clean as well, he calls for the bell. ::DINGDINGDING!:: Hawke and Pretzler huddle into their corner, as Fasaki and Manson do the same. Melissa and Jet stay in their respective corners, as well, as Griffon and Johnson remain in the ring. “Johnson and Griffon start this match,” says Longdogger. “If I recall correctly, Johnson was able to tear apart Griffon’s knee last time out. I see him attempting this again,” says King. They circle each other in the ring, feeling each other out. They finally lock up in the middle of the ring. Every muscle tenses in JJ’s body as he attempts to move the albatross around the ring. Without much effort, Griffon drops down, and then drives with his legs. He shoves Johnson across the ring. Johnson falls to the seat of his pants to a big pop from the crowd. “Griffon just embarrassed his opponent with that show of strength,” says Pete. “Johnson is going to have to realize that he must use his speed to his advantage,” adds King. JJ and Griffon circle each other one more. Johnson then charges at Griffon. JJ ducks down and tries to tackle Griffon to the ground. Archie is able to absorb the collision and holds his ground. Johnson continues to try and topple Arch, but Griffon has none of it. He swings down and slams a hard forearm right between JJ’s shoulder blades. Johnson releases the leg and immediately retreats but Griffon goes on the offensive, delivering some right hands to Johnson’s jaw, pushing him back into the ropes. "Griffon taking advantage now, and as skilled as Johnson is on the mat, maybe that wasn't the best idea," speculates LDP. Griffon grabs Johnson by the wrist and flings him across the ring with an Irish whip. JJ bounces off the right hand side ropes and charges back toward the middle of the ring where Griffon waits. Arch swings out an arm, going for a quick clothesline, but Johnson dodges it and comes out behind Arch. Griffon spins back around and tries to get the drop on Johnson with a kick to the stomach, but JJ catches the leg. He holds on for a moment and waves his finger at Arch, who then surprises Johnson by pushing off into the air with his free leg and hitting Johnson with an enziguri to the back of the head! “I don't know what Johnson was thinking there, giving Arch that moment to recover, but what a great counter, King! You just don't expect a three-hundred pound man to do that!” exclaims Pete. “True, I suppose, although it still wasn't that impressive considering Johnson gave him the opening,” retorts King, as Johnson goes for a cover on Johnson and hooks the leg as Kivell moves into position. ONE! TWO!! T-NO!!! Griffon climbs back to his feet, and soon after drags Johnson back up as well. With Johnson up, Arch strikes with a European uppercut. JJ’s head snaps back, and he takes a step back as Griffon fires off another, and Johnson reels back once more. Stumbling toward the upper right corner, Griffon advances on him and shoves him in, and he quickly hits yet another uppercut, nearly knocking Johnson off his feet, but the Revolution Zero member hangs on to the ropes. Feeling he's done enough, Griffon grabs Johnson around the waist and hoists him up onto the top turnbuckle, proceeding to climb up himself. “Griffon is going for broke here. He wants to end this tag match quickly before he can even," says Pete. "And if he hits whatever he's planning, he can do just that." “You forget that Johnson owns that top rope. Arch better watch out here.” Archie now climbs to the second rope and takes a hold of Johnson. Griffon hooks up his foe for your standard superplex, but as Arch lifts Johnson up, nothing happens as Johnson desperately blocks the move. Sensing an opening, Johnson fires back with a few quick punches to Archie’s midsection. Griffon releases his grasp on Johnson and the former Hardcore Champion is in control now, as he grabs Arch by the back of the head and rams him with a vicious head BUTT! But it affects Johnson as much as it did Griffon, and Griffon even hangs on to the ropes, so Johnson hits another, causing Griffon to fall off the turnbuckle, gripping his head and going down to a knee. Johnson is no better off, though, as he also tries to shake off the effects from the head BUTT whilst trying to gain his footing. “Griffon decided to go for it all, but crapped out, and now Johnson is ready to take this match into his hands,” says King. “If Johnson were smart, he'd climb down right now and try and work that knee, and not go for something high risk. Arch tried it, and look where that got him," LDP comments. With Griffon still down on a knee in the center of the ring, Johnson looks down at him, as he props himself on the top rope. With a smirk on his face, Johnson stands and holds his arms out to his side, getting a light boo from the crowd. Arch begins getting to his feet and Johnson jumps, spinning as he does so and looking out toward the crowd, springs off and flips back toward Griffon, now to an "Oooh" From the fans! “Quebrada Moonsault coming up!" shouts Pete, waiting for the conclusion. Griffon gets to his feet, still in a slight daze, but he thankfully spots Johnson coming down toward him, and running out of the way, he gets himself out of danger. And thankfully for Johnson, he pulls out a little extra rotation, landing on his feet! “Johnson misses! Still, that was an impressive display of agility to prevent himself from going splat on the canvas,” says Pete. “When will you learn that everyone Toxxic handpicks the best for Revolution Zero is the best of the best,” says King. "Of course Johnson had a backup in mind." The crowd cheers as Griffon hits the ropes, grabbing on as Johnson charges toward him. Johnson is first to attack, though, slamming a forearm deep into Griffon's back and knocking him back down to a knee. Johnson explodes then, slamming Griffon with rapid, repeated forearms to the back and neck, before finally pulling him up after Kivell puts a stop to the assault. The attack delays Griffon from possibly getting to his corner or attacking once more, and Griffon on his feet, Johnson throws a couple of sharp elbows, striking Arch in the face. He then grabs Griffon by the wrist, attempting to whip him across the ring toward the lower left corner. Griffon takes the whip and chugs toward the corner, hitting the turnbuckle, and Johnson charges in, looking for a leaping elbow smash in the corner. Of course, the best laid plans et cetera, et cetera, as Arch recovers and hits a massive clothesline, taking Johnson out of his boots and knocking him down to the mat! With Johnson in a clear daze, Griffon yanks Johnson up and drags him over to the corner, where... *SLAP!* “And Griffon is no longer the legal man!” yells Pete. “Those bastards! Them and their… blasted… teamwork…” says King, trailing off as Manson heads into the ring. Griffon gives Johnson a knee to the gut for good measure, then hands him off to Manson, as he takes off for the near camera side ropes. Manson grabs Johnson by the wrist and sends him back toward Griffon, who picks up steam and dives at Johnson, knocking him down with a Flying Shoulder Block! Manson takes his cue and ascends up to the middle rope in his team's corner, and as Griffon exits the ring, Manson comes down on Johnson with a leg drop right across the throat! “Archie Griffon cleans, and The Raging Bull sweeps. Their chemistry has improved with each and every match they take on!” screams Pete. “Oh, put a sock in it. I know that was more than the allowed five count! And I should know, dammit!” exclaims King. "Hey, Kivell never called it…" “And someone better break up that pin!” King screams as Manson reaches over and pulls back Johnson's leg, making a cover as Kivell counts. ONE! TWO!! THR-NO!!! "OOOOOOHHH!" The groans of the thousands of fans quickly turns to boos as after The Dean breaks up the pin and starts to stomp away on the near indestructible Manson. Kivell tries to get Jay Hawke out of the ring to no success, but is interrupted by the returning Arch Griffon, who charges forward and throws a forearm that nicks Hawke on the jaw. Kivell then goes after Griffon, trying to remove him from the ring, and with Kivell's back conveniently turned, Scott Pretzler enters the ring to the boos of the fans. He and Hawke begin to stomp away at Manson, and Ejiro itches to get back into the ring. Rule puts one foot in the ring, but then looks back at Melissa, who shakes her head and says "No", causing Ejiro to pull back. "BOOOOOOOO!" The crowd jeers Ejiro for not helping his partner, and he looks at the crowd in despair with sad puppy dog eyes. Manson lays in the center of the ring groaning in pain as Hawke and Pretzler head back to their corner, though not before grabbing Johnson and dragging him to their corner. Hawke and Pretzler quickly take their place back on the apron and grab the tag rope, complete with Pretzler shushing the crowd, just as Griffon reluctantly does the same. Arch simply stares a hole through Fasaki, who hangs his head, trying not to make eye contact with Griffon as he visibly begins trembling. “Did you see that, Pete?! Ejiro Fasaki just left Manson to hang out to dry because of some silly battle he has going on in his head. He wants the fans to cheer him, but he won’t do what they want him to do. His sister may have just lost the match for this team!” says King, going on a rant. "I have to say, Justice was a much better influence on him." “Fasaki is just a confused youngster, King. He wants to do what’s morally right and make amends somewhat, which is sometimes not the best thing to do in a match like this,” counters Pete. "At least she's hot, and that's what's really important… wait, wait, are those withdrawal shakes?!" King asks. *SLAP!* Johnson makes a lunge for Pretzler, bringing him into the ring as Manson gets up to his knees, but Pretzler doesn't allow him a moment's rest as he knocks Manson back down with a low dropkick to the face. Pretzler scrambles back up to his feet as Manson begins to pull himself back up with the help of the left hand side ropes where Ejiro reaches for a tag, but The Critic puts a stop to that as he grabs Manson by the wrist and whips him to the opposite side of the ring. Pretzler heads after Manson as The Raging Bull bounces off the ropes, and Pretzler extends an arm, knocking him down with a hard lariat and going for a cover. "Big lariat by Pretzler!" shouts Pete. ONE! T- Manson gets the shoulder up, and Pretzler gets to his feet, reaches over and… *SLAP!* He tags in Jay Hawke for his first legal action in the match, and Pretzler exits the ring. Hawke lurks behind Manson, and as Manson nearly gets to his feet, Hawke grabs Manson around his right wrist, gives it a wrench and brings it behind his back into a hammerlock, picking up on the same strategy he used at Battleground. With the firm grip on Manson, Hawke runs him shoulder first into the upper right turnbuckle. Released by Hawke, Manson goes down to his knees, holding his shoulder in pain. Hawke leans down to lift up Manson for another attack, but Manson hits him with an elbow to the stomach, followed up by a right hand, but Hawke quells the comeback with a simple knee to the head. "The momentum has now swung to the side of Hawke and Revolution Zero!" "It was going to happen eventually, as if there was any doubt," says King. Manson rolls onto his knees after the knee, trying to get to his feet, but Hawke is on him, grabbing Manson by the arm and dropping an elbow down onto it. Hawke comes to a stand and drops another elbow down onto the shoulder and arm, causing Manson to cry out in pain, and after coming to a stand again, Hawke drops a third. Hawke stays down this time, clutching Manson around the lower arm and pulling upward, locking in the Fujiwara. Manson scrambles and pulls himself along the mat, just barely getting his foot on the bottom rope, near camera side. "A Fujiwara Armbar by Hawke, but Manson is thankfully able to get to the ropes," says Pete. Hawke releases the hold, only after stretching the five count to the limit, and gets up to his feet, dragging Manson with him to the corner, where… *SLAP!* He tags in a refreshed JJ Johnson. Hawke heads back out and Johnson straddles Manson as he attempts to crawl back to his corner. Lifting Manson's head up by his chin, Johnson clenches his fist and swipes downward, ferociously striking the side of Manson's head with a hard forearm. Johnson lifts Manson up by the head again, repeating the process a few times more, and as Johnson finally backs away, Manson slumps to the mat and holds onto the side of his neck and back of the shoulder. "Johnson in, and he hits some hard forearms to the side of the head," Pete says. Johnson doesn't relent, as he pulls Manson up to his feet and hits a chop to the chest, getting the standard "Whooo!" from the crowd. Manson stumbles back, and Johnson follows up with an elbow smash to the face, pushing Manson back against the far camera side ropes. He hits another chop to the chest for good measure and grabs hold, attempting to whip Manson across, but Manson holds on to the ropes. Johnson tries again, and Manson keeps a firm grip, then comes forward with the elbow smash, knocking Johnson back a step. Manson then unleashes with a series of punches, sending Johnson reeling, before finally grabbing hold and trying to whip him back up to the ropes, but Johnson reverses. Manson bounces off the ropes and Johnson catches him in the middle of the ring, waist locking him, lifting him up and throwing him back down on the mat with a side belly-to-belly suplex! He goes for a cover. ONE! TWO!! "And a kick out at two off the belly-to-belly!" shouts Pete. Johnson pushes himself up to the mat, bringing Manson with him, and still Manson tries to come back, hitting a punch to the jaw, but Johnson doesn't give him the chance this time, hitting a kick to the stomach and doubling Manson over. Johnson forces Manson down to the canvas face first with an elbow to the back of the neck. Up to his feet again, Johnson grabs the legs of Manson, forming them into a four shape with one leg bent and that foot placed behind the knee. Johnson places his own foot against Manson's, grabs the straight leg and rolls backward, locking Manson into the Provincial Stretch! With all of Manson's weight on his neck and his back bent, Johnson arches back, trying to apply more pressure. Ejiro looks embattled on the apron, debating to himself whether to go in and break it up, when Griffon heads in and does so himself with a boot to Johnson's midsection. Pretzler and Hawke prepare to enter the ring, but is warned not to by Kivell, as Arch goes back to his corner with no problems. "Provincial Stretch by Johnson, but Griffon breaks it up!" Pete exclaims, as Johnson goes to his corner and… *SLAP!* "And Johnson tags out to Pretzler!" Pete says. "Good, quick tags by Hawke, Johnson and Pretzler, and a willingness to do what it takes. That's why they're in control of this match right now. They're not like Ejiro, that wimp." Manson gets up to his knees as Pretzler prepares to lift him up, but again anything he attempts is stifled as Pretzler gives Manson a kick to the face. On his knees again, Manson catches Pretzler with a fist to the stomach as he nears, but Pretzler again hits a kick to the face, putting a stop to him. Pretzler opts to lift him up this time, and bending down to lift Manson up by the waist, Pretzler drops him back down across the knee with a backbreaker. Pretzler goes for a cover with a hook of the leg. ONE! TWO!! And Manson again gets out of the pin at two. Pretzler gets to his feet and pulls up Manson who offers little resistance, then gives him a knee to the stomach and applies a front neck lock. Pretzler has some fun with Manson for a moment, jerking and shaking him around by his neck, clearly taking advantage of Manson's history and the damage suffered in the match thus far, before ducking under an arm and hooking him by his waistband. Pretzler lifts Manson up, stalling and holding him in the air for a moment, during which Manson tries to shift his weight and get out of the hold, that is until Pretzler drops Manson down on the mat with a cringe inducing Brain buster! Manson convulses in pain, and Pretzler goes for a cover. "BRAINBUSTER! Brainstem by Pretzler!" shouts Pete. ONE! TWO!! THR-! But Manson kicks out again to the elation of the crowd! Pretzler runs a hand through his hair, asking himself what in the world he has to do, as Hawke leans over the rope and begs for a tag. Pretzler shrugs his shoulders and heads over, tagging in Hawke once more and entering the ring. Manson lies nearly still on the mat, just barely stirring, as Hawke heads over and lifts Manson up. Hawke measures a chop, striking Manson across the chest and sending him down to a knee. Manson reaches up and hits a chop of his own, but it doesn't do much of anything as Hawke fires back with a right hand to the jaw, followed up by one more. Hawke pulls Manson up and grabs him by the arm, delivering a kick to the shoulder, knocking Manson down to his knees once more. Hawke brings him back up and shoves him into the right hand side ropes, then whips him across the ring. Manson hits the ropes and comes back, and Hawke goes for a leaping leg lariat in the center of the ring, instinctively ducked by Manson! He hits the ropes again, picking up speed as Hawke turns around, only to be absolutely waylaid by desperation Western Lariat to the pop of the crowd! Manson falls to his knees, grabbing his shoulder in pain and groaning, as he tries to make it to his corner. "Manson is nearly in position for a tag after the Western Lariat from out of nowhere!" Pete screams. "We'll see, but it seems to have affected Manson due to the work on the arm by Hawke and his team." Hawke begins coming to as be begins rolling over onto his stomach, but Manson continues to lie on his side, clenching his fist and flexing his arm. Manson begins pushing himself along with heel, but as he nears his corner, Hawke lunges forward and puts a stop to him with an axe handle! Griffon swipes at Hawke as he stands, but Hawke manages to pull Manson back away toward the center of the ring. Hawke silently hovers around Manson, waiting for him to get to his knees, and as he does so, Hawke hooks his arm around Manson's head from behind and hooks the right arm, applying the crossface chicken wing! Hawke then rolls Manson onto the seat of his pants, then uses his leg to lock up the free left arm, completing the Wing Span! "THE WING SPAN!" Pete screams again, "It could be all over!" Revolution Zero charges the ring, getting the drop on Griffon and Ejiro on the apron and knocking them down to the floor. They pursue Griffon and Fasaki, while in the ring, Manson alternately grits his teeth, trying to deal with the pain, or screams in horror. On the outside, Johnson and Pretzler deal with Griffon, as if choosing not to concern themselves with Ejiro, as Fasaki rests against the apron. “And STILL,” laughs The Suicide King, “Fasaki won’t get in the ring and help his team!” “RAHHHHHHHH!” Slamming his hands up and down in the apron in a storm of anger, Fasaki slides into the ring cracks Jay in the back of the head with punch after punch until the International Champion finally lets Manson roll over onto his chest. “Well, eek.” Johnson looks up and spots Ejiro inside the ring and jumps up onto the ring apron immediately, but is knocked right off the apron by Fasaki. With Johnson out of the way, Griffon manages to fight back against Pretzler, as he shoves grabs the cruiserweight around the waist and slams him back first into the ring post. "Manson is out of the Wing Span thanks to Ejiro!" "Yeah, who'd have thunk it," mutters King. Griffon makes his way back to the corner, knocking Johnson down with a clothesline as he passes by, while Ejiro also makes his way back, giving himself a pair of light slaps to the face as he does so. Pretzler and Johnson also make their way back to the corner, and moments later… *SLAP!* Manson makes the hot tag to Griffon! Griffon enters and lets out a roar, as he clotheslines Hawke down to the mat just as he stands. Immediately popping back up to his feet in a daze after the heavy blow, Hawke staggers about moment as if to find himself after a long bout of drug use only to be cracked in the back of the head by the monstrous Griffon! Landing flat on the point of his nose, Hawke barely gets to his knees again before Archie latches around his waist before sending him over and onto the back of his neck with a German suplex! ONNNNNNNNNNNE! TWWWOOOOOOOO! NOOOOOOOOOOOO! Not really needing the save, The Dean none the less gets one as his partners from Revolution Zero get into the ring and kick Griffon in the ribs from both sides. Quickly trying to get a hold of Griffon before he can get on too much of a roll, Pretzler and Johnson toss Griffon into the ropes and drop their heads in order to send him into the sky with a double backdrop toss. But Griffon stops short and kicks Pretzler in the chest and knocks him to the canvas. Looking up a second later, Triple J is met with a savage super kick to the jaw that knocks the Ultimate Fighter down to the canvas. Immediately collecting Pretzler, Arch hauls The Critic into the air before CRUSHING him against the canvas with a powerbomb so hard that Pretzler is bounces off the canvas like a human super ball! “Revolution Zero needs to do something to break this assault or Arch Griffon will just run them right the hell over!” And while those two may be in serious trouble, it is actually Jay Hawke that meets that command as he rushes Arch from behind and drives a knee into his back! Propelled from the blow, Arch fumbles through the middle ropes and to the arena floor! But not before… SLAP! “Ejiro made the tag as Arch went flying by!” Finally in the ring legally for the first time, Ejiro shatters Jay Hawke to the mat with a running elbow smash to the face. Immediately hauling Jay into a front facelock, Ejiro snaps his opponent over the top with a snap suplex to the canvas. While at the same time, JJ Johnson attacks a stunned Griffon on the floor with a number of punches to the back of the head. But as soon as Triple J gets a head of steam behind him, the big man lowers a shoulder and sends him right over the guardrail and into the first row of fans! “The fight is going on everywhere!” Back in the ring, Ejiro continues his attack on Jay as he immediately places his opponents neck on the middle ropes before running across the ring and dropping down with all his weight! Immediately heading out to the apron, Ejiro looks carefully at his opponent while eyeing up his angle of attack for… KEEERACK! “GOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL!” Heading back into the ring, Ejiro Fasaki snatches his opponent around the body before taking him backward to the canvas with a belly-to-back suplex! Holding onto the bridge, The Rule tries to send this match home as the referee counts to… ONNNNNNNNNNNNNE! TWWWOOOOOOOOOO! THREEWNAHHHHHHH! Sliding into the ring to make the save, Pretzler drops an axe handle into his opponent as Hawke is loosed over the top. Immediately grabbing Hawke by the ankle, Pretzler drags his partner all the way across the ring to where their corner would be. Quickly stepping to the apron, Pretzler reaches over the top rope and slaps his partner in the back of the shoulder in order to make a legal exchange. Immediately grabbing the rising Fasaki around the body, Pretzler immediately takes his opponent around and down with a standing power slam to the canvas! “And now Fasaki is in real trouble,” calls The Suicide King, “these two men have met before and Pretzler managed to hand Fasaki his one loss since coming back to the SWF!” Meanwhile on the outside of the ring, Arch Griffon and JJ Johnson continues to battle on the ring floor. Well out of reach of the influence of the referee, Johnson picks up a folding chair and jams it into the face of his opponent, which sends the big man staggering back into the crowded masses. Immediately hauling back with the chair once again, Johnson slams the metal weapon over the back of his foe and knocks Archie down to a knee. “There is so much action going on we can’t stay with it all!” mentions Longdogger Pete as Jay Hawke once again attacks Manson on the floor as the Stampede was just about to finally recover from the beating he took for the majority of the contest. Back in the ring however is where more of the fans are looking as Pretzler picks at Ejiro with shot after shot as Melissa looks on from the outside with a worried look stretched across her features. Throwing the former World Champion across the ring, Pretzler crushes his foe across the neck with a rushing lariat that sends Ejiro head over heels with the force of the impact. Immediately pulling Ejiro up to his feet, Pretzler moves behind his foe and hooks him around the head with a dragon sleeper before reaching around and grabbing him by the tights. “TIME FOR THE TILDE BANNNNG!” But as Ejiro is lifted up, he kicks his legs up and over in order to go over his opponent before landing on his feet. Turning around in a rush to get in another shot, Ejiro strikes hard and fast… KICK *** WHAM *** STUNNER!!!!!!!!!! Flopping to the canvas in the trembling heap, Scott lands on his upper shoulders as Ejiro takes a moment to catch his own breath. Meanwhile, on the outside of the ring, Jay Hawke continues to go after Manson before jamming him on the top of the guardrail! Shaking his head from one side to the other, Jay lines his opponent up again and kicks him across the side of the head as Manson slumps against the railings. Looking back at Manson, Hawke rushes his foe once again only to get caught in the middle of the charge with a drop toehold! SMASH! Cracking his face against the railing, Jay is barely able to get his feet before his head is snatched in a cravat and JAMMED DOWN! “CONSEQUENCESSSSSSSSSSSSS!” Flattened to the concrete, Jay moves no more as Manson gets to his feet and rolls his body to the apron as Johnson and Arch continue to rage against each other in the crowd. CRACK! Snatching the chair away from the Ultimate Fighter, Arch shows him that there is no actual counter to crushing your opponent’s brainpan with a steel chair. Knocking Triple J to the concrete, Griffon holds the chair up and above his head as the kids who dig the violence call out with joy as Arch brings the pain time again… CRACK! And again… CRACK! Yes indeed… CRACK! As the mugging continues on the floor, Ejiro and Pretzler continue their war in the ring as Ejiro send his opponent across the ring with an Irish whip only to have The Critic pop out of the corner and catch a rushing Ejiro in the mouth with a dropkick! Immediately heading up to the top turnbuckle, Pretzler takes careful aim at his opponent before leaping off the top. But when Pretzler lands on the canvas, Ejiro is nowhere to be seen as he ducks out of the path of the leg drop! CRASH! Getting to their feet at the same time, Ejiro is the first to strike as he lashes out with a kick only to have it caught in the middle of the kick. Holding Ejiro there for a moment, Pretzler grins as he tosses Fasaki to one side and ducks in preparation for the dragon whip… But Manson is there! Catching Ejiro by the boot as Rule spins toward him, Manson waits a moment before hurtling Fasaki back the way he came! Of course, not knowing that, Scott straightens up just in time for… KEEEEEEERACK! “REVERSE DRAGON WHIPAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” ONNNNNNNNNNNNNE!!! TWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!! THRRRRRREEEEEEEEE!!! “The winners of this contest… Arch Griffon, Manson and Ejiro FASAKEEEEE!” Jumping into the ring immediately, Melissa hugs her brother around the shoulders as he gets up to his knees. Getting up to his feet the entire way, Ejiro takes another look down at the now unconscious Scott Pretzler as Arch Griffon now joins his partners in the ring. With JJ Johnson now on the floor with a chair now lying next to him with a whole bunch of face-shaped dents emblazoned on its surface, Arch slaps his hand against that of Manson as both beast men revel in the pain they helped create today. “Good gravy, its like a slaughterhouse in there”, moans The Suicide King as all three members of the opposing team seem to be on the last stages of their allotted life spans. “Well all I can say is that Revolution Zero and Jay Hawke had all that and more coming!” replies Longdogger Pete. “Sometimes its just nice to see the good guys whip the every-living PISS out of the punks.” Standing together The Fasaki Family, Arch and Manson each pick a turnbuckle and climb up to their middle ropes to bathe in the glow of the crowd’s cheers. Calling out with their battle cries, the four faces enjoy their time in glory as this episode of Smart Wrestling Federation… FADES TO BLACK

Because I had Tom ban you.

LimeWire used to be bundled with whatever-ware, but that was years ago. It's supposed to be clean now. You sure it's not from something else? Anyway, I'd like LimeWire more if it weren't written in that awful Java shit. I find it way too slow, bloated and unnecessarily 'pretty.' It just comes across as a resource hog. After giving the Ares Lite version a go, it's merely okay. Sometimes actually connecting and getting a download started seems 50/50. Less chances of rotten files due to the smaller, more intimate network, but of course, less files period. You can't have multiple searches going on and overall there's not much that warrants keeping it around with still better options out there.

I can't speak for Ares since I've never used it, but now that you mention it, I think I'll give it a go. All I know is that Shareaza is the shit. It connects to eDonkey's network, Gnutella (which serves LimeWire, Bearshare and a few others), its own Gnutella 2, and is capable enough as a BitTorrent client. That and Soulseek are my dreaded 1-2 combo, with WinMX and KL Resurrection as my current backups.

I haven't had any problems with it lately. Anyway, Lite is still out there in some form. Not the original version, of course, since they were sued by Kazaa and development had to stop, but the Kazaa Lite Resurrection variation is around and is probably the best option. The problem with any of the Lite programs is finding a legit link since there are so many scam sites with the Lite name attached to it, and of course just how bad FastTrack has gotten. That said, though, there are much better options these days. Download Soulseek, Shareaza, or LimeWire (which I'm not a fan of, but others like it). Hell, you don't even need LimeWire since Shareaza can connect to their network.

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Fuck yes. In fact, that episode was on tonight.

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I lied. Sorry, but there'll be nothing from me. I've been bedridden all day with some kind of bug and haven't been able to get anything done, and am about ready to head back. Big surprise.

A billion.

I don't know. They were using spoiler tags, so I did also, since it was in relation to the original spoilers. But then, doing as C-Bacon does... yeah, I'm gonna edit it.

Nah. Compared to all those other shows, Futurama had a good run and got its due. Not to mention both it and Family Guy debuted around the same time and pretty much got the same treatment from Fox, so they probably didn't want to poke fun at it due to some sort of camaraderie. The ones mentioned there just flat out bombed out of the gate and never even got a full season or ran out of whatever steam it had very, very quickly. Futurama isn't even on the same level as those other blunders.

It's the Time Cube attempting to manifest itself.

I know, that's a month's worth right there. He must be serious about this.

You're the one that nearly killed your brother over SportsCenter.

Sorry, I would have had it in on time for once, but couldn't connect. It's in now though.

There really isn't one. It's nothing more than random Wario Ware-ish insanity.

Hey, it's not like it hasn't happened a bunch of times before.

Let's do this every week so we can get more people like Maintenance Man to leave.