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Groovetastic. And it puts me over. DOUBLE groovetastic!

::as part of his entrance for the fuck main event, playing Stan Hansen's There's to make it all official role i had to transcribe bits of GSMS' music... so here's the full thing::: Go home! You’re done! Hit the showers! Thanks for the runs, you bum! You got rocked! So just beat it! You got the hook, GO HOME! Hey Pitcher so I guess that was your fastball? I don’t think that you could get it past my grandma! I’m confused; was that your changeup or your slider? Doesn’t matter ‘cos you couldn’t get it by her! Ball 1: Outside! Ball 2: Looked high! You threw a strike and then you yanked it out of the yard! Yeah now you gotta.. Go home! You’re done! Hit the showers! Thanks for the runs, you bum! You got rocked! So just beat it! You got the hook, GO HOME! Hey Pitcher let me guess you threw your arm out? There’s an icepack waiting for you in the dugout! Are you wondering if this is just a bad dream? Think about it on your way back to the farm team! Ball 3: Inside! Ball 4: Goodbye! See ya later, sayonara and don’t come back! Yeah now you gotta.. Go home! You’re done! Hit the showers! Thanks for the runs, you bum! You got rocked! So just beat it! You got the hook, You got the hook, GO HOME! GO HOME! GO HOME! GO HOME! Time is called and there’s a signal to the bullpen, BRING HIM ON SO WE CAN WHACK HIM TOO! Go home! (Go home!) You’re done! (You’re done!) Hit the showers! (Hit the showers!) Thanks for the runs, you bum! (You bum!) You got rocked! (GOT ROCKED!) So just beat it! (Just beat it!) You got the hook, GO HOME!

Wait Thugg's doing this without ASKING the JLers first? Isn't that bad form? Dude you are SO asking to be included in a Rando promo being sucked off by Minnie Mouse, and inside the suit it's a guy.

spots chosen on quality of spot, not quality of match On Taue.. I have a lot of early 90s matches, but i'm not sure I've ever seen a Taue win. I need enlightening on that.

Lookie - A Tractor Pull!

The crazed keyboard samples of “Tribe” by the Mad Capsule Markets fills up, and as the pumping bass drum line hits,the voice of the Maori Badass is overlayed briefly over the music… Words and images fill the screen, clips in slow motion and the basic values of those who walk the king’s road. Va’aiga: So let me ask you this Danny. Are you ready to walk the King’s Road? Are you ready to show your fighting spirit? Are you ready to bust it out like the Budokan? PASSION… Soitsu wa atama no naka ni hisonderu oto no uzu ni makare Soshite hakai suru kono genshou Sono mirai no tei kara umareru ji o The ugly toothless face of Toshiaki Kawada is contorted into an intense scream as with his arm locked tightly around the throat and his knee pressed firmly into the back of his opponent Kenta Kobashi. Kawada spits out through the huge gap in the top of his mouth as he torques on Kobashi’s neck, screaming and grinning wildly as his second oldest rival is trapped in the hold. TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIBE! Why don’t you strike, justify your mind? Vader, no longer in his mask and with his familiar bull like features all showing grabs a firm hold of his back waistlock on Toshiaki Kawada. Vader holds on tight and falls backwards throwing Kawada high over his head, and as Kawada lands in a crumpled heap, Vader turns and allows himself a smile, celebrating his hitting of the LAWN DART GERMAN SUPLEX! TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIBE! Why don’t you strike, justify your mind? Genichiro Tenryu lifts up Keiji Mutoh, slinging the bald headed former New Japan star up over his shoulder, as if he was about to hit him with a body slam. The grumpy old man of All Japan holds tight onto Mutoh and sits out, falling sideways and spiking the goatee bearded Mutoh with a NORTHERN LIGHTS BOMB! PRIDE… Sono ten o mitsume ima tsugi naru mono kara doko ni kotae o Sou tsunagaru kono atama no ue Kuukyo no yami kara Nukedasu chikara Collapsed to his knees, Jun Akiyama breathes heavily, his body draped in belts as finally the young punk has conquered his long time mentor, the immensely talentd, but laid out flat in a heap through exhaustion and Exploder Mitsahuru Misawa. Akiyama is practically brought to tears as the realization he’s finally won . TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIBE! Why don’t you strike, justify your mind? Stan Hansen peers out across the ring and the massive Texan adjusts his elbow pad, signaling to the crowd he’s setting up for something a little special. Misawa turns slowly and looks at the big man, but he doesn’t react quickly enough as Hansen charges and FLATTENS HIM WITH THE LAAAAAAARIIIIIIIIIIAAAATOOOOOOOOO! TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIBE! Why don’t you strike, justify your mind? Misawa again, this time eyeing up Hansen in their rematch! Hansen walks over, ooking to grab hold of the former Tiger Mask II. Misawa reaches into his reserves and finds something simple, smashing Hansen with an elbow… then a second.. then the famous ROOOOOLING ELBOOOOOW! HEART… Soitsu wa atama no naka ni hisonderu oto no uzu ni makare Soshite hakai suru kono genshou Sono mirai no tei kara umareru ji o Toshiaki Kawada is on the offensive again. Taking a step or two backwards he lines up the staggering Misawa and rushes in, planting his boot right into Misawa’s face with a kenka kick! Misawa reels away and the snapping sound you hear is the orbital bone of his face cracking! Misawa turns away briefly, only to turn back and FLATTEN KAWADA WITH AN ELBOW! Misawa pumps his fists and the crowd goes wild. TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIBE!! Why don’t you strike, justify your mind? Takeshi Morishima grabs Yoshinobu Ogawa by the back of his neck as the long haired superstar stands, dazed. As his tag partner Takeshi Rikio makes sure to cut off any chance the leader of Wave – Misawa has of interrupting a count as Morishima lifts Ogawa stiright up and throws him away, the young star landing flat on his face after the AMAZE IMPACT! TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIBE!! Why don’t you strike, justify your mind? “Dr. Death” Steve Williams places his head under the armpit of the unfortunate Kenta Kobashi, setting him up for a back Suplex. Willams lifts KObashi up and wheels him over, falling backwards and dropping Kobashi down head first with the HOMICIDAL BACKDROP DRIVER! Strike, justify your mind! Kenta Kobashi lifts Jun Akiyama off the turnbuckles and into a torture rack. Kobashi walks Akiyama into the center of the ring and falls to a side dropping Dangerous K vertically downwards from his shoulders, straight onto his head with the BURNING HAMMER! Strike, justify your mind! Jun Akiyama slides his hand between Misawa’s legs, and reachs his other arm round, grabbing his own wrist. Akiyama smiles and falls backwards, dropping Misawa down, not with a regular Suplex from a pumphandle, the Exploder but it’s bigger, nastier brother, the almighty head first drop of the EXPLODER 98! Strike, justify your mind! Misawa again, trapping Kawada in a standing head scissors before bending both Kawada’s arms back into a double chickenwing. Misawa lifts Kawada up by his underhooked arms and holds him up there for a brief half second. Misawa kneels down, dropping Kawada down onto his head in the TIGER DRIVER ’91! Strike, justify your mind! And it all fades to grey and slow motion as Kawada grimaces, trying to lift Misawa up from a standing head scissors. Kawada holds Misawa upside down, Misawa hanging out of the powerbomb position. Dangerous K kneels down, screaming with unbridled anger and just drops Misawa on the top of his head with the most devastating maneuver ever invented… the GANSO BOMB… Fade to black Stark white text. DANNY WILLIAMS VA’AIGA WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP SWF CLUSTERF*CK

It's not a New Japan match.. it's an All Japan match, and yes that makes a huge difference. Rules are simple. 20 counts instead of 10 counts on ring outs. Va'aiga and Danny are allowed seconds who will NOT be gettting involved. There will be streamers. Anything else is just designed to pull me and Danny into writing a specific style of match (well to pull me into it, Danny writes puroey stuff anyways) And what this all signifies.... wait for MY build up promos

Yeah GO IL! IL! IL! IL! IL!

Well if noone else calls opener, I have an idea involving Danny, myself, the rest of the Trinity (soon to be the Unholy Quaternity if Dace's promo is to be held with) and the Unnamed AND Grand Slam.

I call Pope Gregory IX

*sets Tom's pants on fire*

You could just no show, then win CF. Yes winning the Clusterfuck would be the simplest and easiest option, wouldn't it? hmm... *sets fire to Johnny's pants*

When you have to copy and paste in a 500 word flashback to fill out the wordage (and foreshadow your finish) you know you're running late. I hit 4800 at 2:58am (deadline is 3:00am) There was probably supposed to be one more Thugg offence paragraph in their too... smoother transition to the Untamed coutner spot. On another day i'd have just cut my losses and no showed, but seeing as I'm asking for a world title shot at Danny that's just not the done thing. Now ALL of you go read the losers thread, or I'll set fire to your pants. Cos the finish IS good. As is the G0R0 joke.

That's what I get for rush jobbing my match (hey guys, go to the losing matrch thread and play SPOT THE FILLER!). Next time Thugg, I am going to take proper time and go 2-1 up in our little series. Shame, cos it was a good finish in my mind. AND a G0R0 joke. I'll read the rest of the card when i'm done throwing booking requests.

Comet: And now citizens, the match you’ve all been waiting for. A brawl for all the ages. The Angry African American and the Maori Badass will lock horns, trade blows and generally beat the living bejeezus out of each other. Riley: I can’t wait, Comet. This is going to be brutal. This is going to be nasty. This is going to be as scientific as a house brick to the face! I love it! Comet: Lets show you what happened when Va’aiga faced a man just like the Thugg… in what some considered an upset but some in the know predicted – Va’aiga beating the big man in the name of his brother – the man he faces tonight. The picture cuts to a screen highlighted with a “SWF Flashback” border as… to the shock of everyone, like a corpse in a Romero flick Bastion slowly stands, getting first to one knee, then slowly up to a vertical base… only to be met by the hand of Va’aiga wrapped around his throat. Va’aiga clutches on tight and calls out… Va’aiga: FO’ THA THUGG! Comet: What can the Maori do to beat this monster Bastion? Va’aiga takes a step forward for more leverage and places Bastion’s arm over his shoulder. The Maori Badass lifts up Bastion using the last ounces of strength in his body and turns, spinning Bastion round and then driving him down to the mat, back first onto the steel chair again! Comet: UNTAMED! UNTAMED! Va’aiga hooks a leg… ONE! TWO! THREE! Comet: AND VA’AIGA WINS! Va’aiga wins with Bastion’s brother’s move! And wouldn’t Thugg, lying in his hospital bed right now LOVE to be the one doing that to the psychotic Bastion? The picture cuts back to the arena as the lights in the arena black out, covering all crevices of the place with a cloud of complete and utter darkness. “MUWHAHAHAHA!” An electric guitar blares of the speakers, starting the introduction to DMX’s “Who We Be”, as the entire arena explodes into a frenzy of cheers. The fans leap from their seats and make as much noise as humanly possible, despite the fact that no human form has been seen on the stage as of yet. "They don't know..." "Who we be." "They don't know..." "Who we be." “What they don’t know is…” BOOM! A huge explosion on the stage leaves a wall of fire across the stage in its wake, leaving only a small path in the center, as the fans lose their minds and the first verse of the song begins. In the path left by the wall of fire, a dark figure creeps forward, a black towel over his head (like Tazz), and as the figure makes his way to the part of the path where the fire is on both sides of him, Funyon makes his announcement. Funyon: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE fall. Introducing first, from the Nation’s Capital… weighing in tonight at 389lbs, this is AAAAITCH VEEEEEEEE TEEEEEE HVT! HVT! HVT! HVT! Upon hearing the announcement, HVT begins his slow descent to the ring, removing the towel from his head on his way down the ramp. The fire on the stage ceases as HVT reaches the apron, where he holds onto the top rope and uses it to pull himself up to the apron. He, then, proceeds to step over the top rope and into the ring. HVT stays focused on the match and stolidly ignores the fans chanting his initials. Riley: The Thugg really seems to have the crowd on his side tonight, Comet. Comet: Well in a choice between the Thugg and the Maori, seems the crowd are going with the angry African American. The arena drops to darkness again, as Va'aiga's shadow appears in the entranceway, and Va'aiga appears in shadow, wearing a hooded black boxer's robe, with silver trim and the silver fern of New Zealand on the back. As Va'aiga's music starts with the quote "WHAT'S MY NAME?!" the bassline of "Bring The Pain" by Method Man fires up, but instead of the usual lyrics of Method Man, the ancient New Zealand war chant - the "Haka Te Ra" plays over the top. Ka mate, Ka mate! Ka ora, Ka ora! Ka mate, Ka mate! Ka ora, Ka ora! Tenei te tangata puhuruhuru Nana i tiki mai whakawhiti te ra! A hupane, kaupane A hupane, kaupane whiti te ra! Hi! Funyon: And his opponent, from Rotorua on the North Island of Aotearoa… weighing in tonight at 310lbs, the Maori Badass himself… VAAAAAAAA’AAAAAAAIIIIIIIIGAAAAAAAAAA TUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPOLOHHHHHHHHHTOOOOO Red strobe lights pierce the darkness of the entrance ramp as Va'aiga begins his slow walk to the ring, throwing a few phantom jabs on the way. The Smarktron shows images of the Maoris performing their traditional war dance, cut with some of his biggest in ring hits - Hitting the Va'aiga Stinger on Dace Night, Maori Dropping Jay Dawg onto a flaming section of canvas, shouting right in Bastion's face, destroying Dace Night and Danny Williams with a chair, flipping Quiz like a pancake with the Lariat, beating the crap out of a kneeling CIA with unprotected chairshots, holding up both the Tag and Hardcore Gamers belts after the tag title win, Maori Dropping Ejiro as time expires at Genesis IV... Inside the ring Va'aiga throws off his robe and leans over the ropes, looking out into the crowd and screaming the final Hi! of the Haka (with his tongue hanging out in true Maori style.) DINGDINGDING Comet: The bell rings and in this main event match, we’re underway. HVT and Va’aiga walk to the center of the ring, referee Anthony Michael Hall looking on, watching both men carefully. The Thugg swings a right hand, looking to connect with the Maori’s skull, but Va’aiga raises a hand and swats the blow away with a confident block. Thugg throws a left, right combination and Va’aiga is forced backwards a pace or two, covering up. Diving in a little, HVT fires fof a punch towards the Maori’s ribs, but Va’aiga counterpunches and staggers HVT back with a left that connects. Both men back off and circle. Riley: This isn’t supposed to be a boxing match. Comet: With two big guys in the ring, both of whom cause a lot more damage with slams and suplexes than punches, I don’t think that this will stay in a contest of strikes for too long. Feigning a left cross, the Maori Badass dives in and shoots for HVT. Grabbing a waistlock and planting his feet for leverage Va’aiga manages to drive HVT backwards hard enough to turn the Thugg and send him off towards the ropes. Va’aiga lays flat as Thugg bounces off the ring ropes and heads across the ring, but as Thugg rebounds again, Va’aiga stands and shapes for a shoulderblock. The pair collide with a shot that sounds around the arena, but neither man moves an inch. Comet: That HVT is harder to shift than 99 kinds of stains. Riley: Many people facing Thugg end up with 99 kinds of stains. Thugg swings a clothesline wildly at Va’aiga, but the loose and overthrown move is easily ducked and the Maori Badass allows Thugg to turn through 180 degrees, setting him up for a back Suplex! Va’aiga leans backwards, but Thugg fights off the move with a quick downwards back elbow. Va’aiga is broken loose, but the Maori responds with a big shove, powering Thugg away and into the ropes again. Storming back off the ropes Thugg looks to drive his shoulder into the face of the Maori Badass, but Va’aiga heads off towards Thugg at a pace and dives, taking HVT down with a massive running tackle!! Comet: And The Thugg goes down!! Riley: Wow. Not many men can take HVT off his feet like that. Comet: Va’aiga is no mere citizen. If he fought again for the side of right, he’d be an amazing force. Va’aiga drops backwards to the mat, picking a heel of his 7 foot plus opponent. Va’aiga rolls over, grabbing a solid hold of Thugg’s ankle, turning the big man onto his back. Having the Thugg turned, Va’aiga rolls up to a sitting position, keeping firm hold of HVT’s leg and holding it in a half crab! Comet: Va’aiga with the half crab! Va’aiga is having to resort to WESTLING against the Thugg Riley: I guess that match against Tom Flesher last week has rubbed off on him. Comet: Or he’s realized you can’t use the out power and out muscle game against the H-V-T. Cranking back on the unnaturally bent leg of the man originally from HVille, Va’aiga grimaces and twists, trying to apply as much damn pressure as he can on his victim. Turning his body round so more of it is over the Thugg; Va’aiga reaches a boot across and extending his own leg out to the fullest, Va’aiga steps FIRMLY on the braided head of the HVT. Riley: Va’aiga looks like he’s trying to rip off the head at the same time he tears free the leg! Comet: Well remember this move also affects the back, and that’s the impact point for the Maori Drop. Riley: You think Va’aiga can Maori Drop HVT? Comet: I think he’s insane enough to try. In pain and trapped by the hold, HVT stretches out his freer arm and reaches for the ropes, taken down near enough them for this to be worth a chance. Va’aiga stresses and strains and Thugg JUST reaches the ropes and forces a break, Va’aiga earning a round of boos for taking a full 4 count off Anthony Michael Hall before breaking. Va’aiga stands and Thugg backs off towards the center of the ring, clutching his back a little. Comet: HVT looking stunned by that, if not that hurt. Riley: HVT has an amazing pain threshold, but Va’aiga can take more punishment than any man I’ve ever seen. Comet: Conversely Thugg can deal it out like no one else. Riley: That’s true as well. Thugg and Va’aiga approach carefully and lock up, Thugg using his height to power quickly to a headlock. Thugg throws one of Va’aiga’s arm across his mighty back and with an almighty heave, suplexes the big Maori over. Thugg covers and Hall drops to count. ONE! T… Comet: Nowhere NEAR even a two count. Riley: The Maori Badass takes more than a Suplex to go down, even a thunderous Suplex like that. Thugg looks down disdainfully as he stands and stomps at Va’aiga a couple of times, forcing the Maori to roll away and stand. The pair approach again and as Thugg offers a second lock up, Va’aiga goes low, taking a waistlock. Thugg tries to wiggle free but the Maori goes with the motion and moves to a side waistlock, sliding a hand under Thugg’s leg and hitting a massive EXPLODER SUPLEX! Va’aiga bridges! ONE! T.. and Thugg kicks out as the crowd roars in amazement at Va’aiga’s ability to throw the HVT. Comet: Early kick out by Thugg this time. Riley: These two behemoths are throwing each other around like Godzilla and Mothra. Comet: G0R0 IZ BEINGZ MORE CHARISMATIC THAN MOTHRA. Riley: Thank you. Va’aiga and Thugg stand off and circle again, Thugg firing off a left body shot first, grazing the chest of the Maori Badass. Va’aiga rushes and fires off a left, left, right sequence and Thugg’s head rocks back with each blow. Thugg smiles and fires off a right of his own and the massive Maori staggers back a half pace. Turning his head backwards slowly towards his opponent, the Maori cracks a smile too. The pairs smiles turn to bitter grimaces as each tries to psyche the other out, but as Thugg fires off another jab to the tattooed face of the Maori Badass, Va’aiga weaves round the blow, winding back his neck before dropping Thugg to the amat with a HUGE head BUTT!!! Riley: The Maori Badass using his head there! Comet: Va’aiga’s forehead is a weapon to be feared, that’s for sure. Va’aiga stomps away at the ribcage of his monsterous opponent before dropping down to the mat, driving his elbow into the rib area of the Thugg. Va’aiga stands and aims a swift kick into Thugg’s side, making him roll over and stand, and the Maori stands by and cranks his neck threateningly. Comet: It’s all been very even so far. Riley: Like you expected anything else? Comet: Not really, no. Va’aiga and Thugg approach again, neither wanting to leave an opening, and as Va’aiga offers a hand for a knuckle lock, Thugg makes a grab for it and whips Va’aiga into the ropes. Thugg swings a clothesline at Va’aiga but the Maori goes low and ducks. Thugg spins with the move and charges after the Maori, but Va’aiga steadies himself on the ropes and as HVT approaches he gets backdropped onto the ring apron!. Thugg wobbles as Va’aiga fries off a left cross, keeping the big man off balance. A second left cross staggers the Thugg further, his tree like legs all over the place on the precarious footing of the apron. A third and Thugg has to grap hold of the top rope to steady himself. Thugg nearly has himself ready to go back in the ring as Va’aiga KISSES THE FIST AND BLASTS THUGG DOWN TO THE MATTING BELOW WITH A RIGHT HOOK! Va’aiga: BOO-YAH! Riley: Ladies and gentlemen. We have boo-yah! The Maori Badass slides out under the bottom rope and stomps on the downed Thugg again. Thugg mutters under his breath as he slowly gets to his feet, only to have his arm wrenched by the Maori, whipping HVT into the ring steps which buckle and separate under the near 400lb weight of the Thugg. Va’aiga squats and gives that old “stalking” pose towards the seated HVT. Comet: The rugby playing background of Va’aiga about to show through again. Riley: That man throws a mean tackle, and he can kick someone pretty damn hard too, especially off a four step run up. As Thugg sits against the rubble of the ring steps, Va’aiga rushes in, his face screwed up into a twisted picture of hatred and anger as he hurtles shoulder first at the HVT. Va’aiga leaps… just as Thugg rolls to a side and Va’aiga goes bowling trough the ring steps, sending the pieces every which way. Va’aiga rolls onto his back and grasps his shoulder as Thugg lumbers his way over. Riley: Ouch! I felt that from here Comet! Comet: Va’aiga should leave flying to the superheroes! Picking Va’aiga up with ease, HVT goes for the simple but effective tactic of whipping the Maori into the guardrail. Anthony Michael Hall counts “One!” as Thugg drives his shoulder into the ribs of the Maori, sandwiching Va’aiga against the rail. “Two!” brings a side headlock and a stiff DDT onto the protective mats. “Three!” “Four!” “Five!” Thugg grabs the Maori Badass and slings him back into the ring, rolling in after him and laying back into a pinning position… ONE! TWO! TH… and Va’aiga kicks out. Comet: A close call again for the Maori. Riley: Everything Thugg does is just with suck force, such power, he can pin you with ANYTHING. Thugg picks Va’aiga up and drags him towards one of the corners, throwing Va’aiga into the buckles back first by the god damn throat! Thugg backs off a few steps and then charges in, splashing Va’aiga and sandwiches him against the ring post. Va’aiga staggers out of the corner and Thugg catches the Maori and powers him over with a TREMENDOUS wheel powerslam! Thugg holds on and referee Hall drops to count… ONE! TWO! TH.. and Va’aiga lifts a shoulder. Thugg stands, leaving Va’aiga on the canvas and curses to himself. After firing a few stomps down at the Maori lying on the mat below him, HVT picks the Maori up and grabs for a side headlock straight away. Thugg twists on Va’aiga’s head a little, heightening the discomfort the Maori is in. Thugg jacks the Maori up with a Suplex and just… holds… him… there. Comet: Amazing strength shown there by the HVT. It takes some power to hold the Maori Badass there upside down in mid Suplex. Riley: All the blood rushing to the Maori’s head. Given its density it’s a wonder he doesn’t topple over. Holding Va’aiga up for maybe five or ten seconds before falling backwards, Thugg completes the Extreme Vertical Suplex. Thugg instinctively rolls over to a pin cover… ONE! TWO! TH.. and Va’aiga kicks out. Comet: Thugg piling on the pressure slowly here. Riley: Thugg does most things slowly, Comet Falling vertically downwards, Thugg drops a big heavy elbow into the chest of the Maori. Thugg drags Va’aiga up to his feet and grabs an arm, whipping the Maori Badass towards him and near decapitating the Maori with a short arm clothesline. Thugg doesn’t miss the chance to drop another heavy elbow drop, and covers again, making Anthony Michael Hall drop to count again… ONE! TWO! TH.. and Va’aiga lifts a shoulder. Annoyed, Thugg pushes the ref away as he stands, protesting that he got a three count. Thugg lets Va’aiga stand again, firing off more body blows to slow the Maori down to his pace. Thugg again whips the Maori, and as Va’aiga heads back towards ring center, Thugg lifts his massive boot and drops Va’aiga to the mat. Thugg bounces against an adjacent set of ropes and drops a crushing muscular leg across Va’aiga’s chest. Thugg drops to cover again… ONE! TWO! TH.. and Va’aiga kicks out again. Thugg curses more loudly. Comet: Thugg is getting frustrated, but there’s really no need for language like that. Riley: Even if you’re a big angry African American? Comet: Even if you’re a big angry African American. Picking Va’aiga up from the ground by his sides, Thugg shakes the Maori and adjusts himself to get his body into position. Thugg spins a little as he sits down, driving the Maori Badass back first into the canvas with a vicious side slam. Comet: SIDEWALK SLAM! SIDEWALK SLAM! Lying on the mat, Va’aiga is jolted out of clutching his back as another heavy elbow drop lands in his ribcage. Thugg stares down disdainfully at Va’aiga as he takes his time standing again. Va’aiga is rocked with another pair of stomps, but Thugg chooses to let the Maori stand up of his own accord. Va’aiga staggers into the reach of the HVT again, and Thugg grasps for him, locking the Maori Badass in a vicious bearhug! Thugg squeezes the very life out of the Maori, setting him up for one of his finishing sequences. Riley: Thugg channeling Va’aiga’s stablemate Charlie Matthews with this bear hug. Comet: Well he’s been working on the ribs and back, and this move affects both. Plus I think Thugg can set other things up after it, things like… …Thugg lifts Va’aiga up out of the bearhug and throws him down to the canvas with EXTREME impact. Va’aiga writhes a little as Thugg crosses his thumb slowly across his throat… Comet: The Spinebuster and… …and Thugg picks up Va’aiga by the arm and wrenches him up. Thugg uncorks and Va’aiga goes flying away towards the ropes. Thugg sets up for his press slam as Va’aiga rebounds towards him. Thugg turns and readies himself, when in a desperation move… VA’AIGA FLAILS OUT AN ARM AND CATCHES THUGG WITH A NASTY EVIL MEAN UNEXPECTED OUT OF NOWHERE ULTIMATE SUPER SAIYAN COUNTER LEVEL 5 LAAAAARIIIIIIIAAAAAAATOOOOOOOOOOO! Riley: AND THE LARIAT! AND THE LARIAT! AND THE LARIAT! Thugg drops to the mat from the impact of the biggest, meanest Lariat in the SWF. Va’aiga drops down himself through sheer exhaustion and Anthony Michael Hall gets the crowd chanting along with his double KO count. ONE! Comet: Thugg was going for the Last Stand and Va’aiga somehow summoned up the energy to counter with the Lariat! TWO! Comet: Which man will be first to their feet? THREE! Riley: I don’t know, Comet. FOUR! Riley: Maybe neither, I mean Va’aiga has taken a hellaciious beating recently, and Thugg… well Thugg just took the lariat. FIVE! SIX! And Thugg is up to one knee. SEVEN! EIGHT! And Thugg is standing, with Va’aiga up to one knee. NINE! And Va’aiga stands up. Comet: Both men on their feet and this match WILL continue. Va’aiga grabs for Thugg as both men stand and head butts the Angry Black Man to stun him. Va’aiga slips round behind and grabs a strong back waistlock on his massive opponent. Va’aiga struggles and strains, wincing from the pain of his back as he goes to lift Thugg, but instead of a German Suplex, he drops Thugg to the mat amateur style. Va’aiga drops down, dropping an elbow into Thugg’s heart before locking up Thugg with a tight side headlock. Comet: Va’aiga slowing the pace down, almost Flesher style. Riley: Va’aiga is in the unusual position of facing someone both larger and stronger, but also slowly and maybe even less technically skilled. I’m not sure how the Maori will play this, but this interesting tactic could be to the Maori’s advantage. Thugg’s head locked tight in Va’aiga’s arms, the crowd become restless and boo a little, before beginning to clap slowly, looking for the Thugg to break out of the hold. Va’aiga rolls round, taking Thugg onto his back and transfers to a rear chin lock, Va’aiga cranks back on the neck of the Thugg, arching the Washington resident’s back uncomfortably. Trying to get to his feet, the Thugg gets up to a four point stance, but Va’aiga grabs Thugg’s arm and sits back, setting up the HVT in the Camel Clutch!!! Comet: The Camel Clutch. All the mystery of the east and all the pain as well. Riley: Well not ALL the pain of religious strife and conflict dating back over three thousand years. Comet: OK maybe not. But it hurts. Locking his hands tightly underneath HVT’s chin, Va’aiga leans backwards and stretches out the Thugg, straining with the effort. Anthony Michael Hall asks Thugg if he wants to quit, but Thugg vigorously shakes his head. Va’aiga growls and drags back on the neck again, bending HVT’s spinal column in ways only experts in Yoga know how. The crowd builds a small “HVT!” chants, which after a few seconds catches fire and spreads round the arena. Comet: The great citizens here tonight are really getting behind the HVT. Riley: What do they know? HVT is trapped in this vicious Camel Clutch and it’s going to be all over soon. HVT begins to shake in time with the clapping and stomping crowd, working himself free from the hold Va’aiga has. Va’aiga cranks again, trying to get the Thugg if not to tap out, then to suffer as much pain as possible. Thugg works his arms free as the “HVT!” chant becomes thunderous and with a roar, the Thugg stands, throwing Va’aiga clear of his back! Comet: Thugg is free! HVT is back in this match again! The Raging Thugg turns to the Maori and storms over to where Va’aiga is on the canvas. Thugg reaches down to pick up Va’aiga again, but the Maori has an unsubtle response planned, and with referee Hall’s vision obscured by the massive frame of the Thugg, he is in no position to call the vicious UPPERCUT TO THE NUTS! Thugg drops to his knees as Va’aiga slowly stands and the crowd lets out a collective “ooh” of sympathy. Riley: What a counter by the Maori Badass! Comet: A shot to the unmentionables? Riley: It’s the most effective move in the book. Taking his time to line up, Va’aiga paces round the kneeling Thugg, weighing up his options. Va’aiga lines up for his kick, checks the stadium conditions (mockingly, of course) and KICKS HVT SOLIDLY ON THE CHIN! Thugg falls down to the canvas and Va’aiga leaps onto him with a massive splash, hooking a leg to pin. ONE! TWO! TH.. and Thugg kicks out. Riley: Wow that kick really took out Thugg. Comet: And maybe one or two of Thugg’s teeth too. Va’aiga picks Thugg up by hoisting him over his shoulder, setting up for a backdrop Suplex. Va’aiga leas back and Thugg offers no resistance. Va’aiga drops Thugg to the canvas and rolls away, quickly standing. Down on the mat Thugg looks groggy, and Va’aiga lifts the semi conscious black man off the mat and locks in a tight back waistlock. Comet: He’s not going to German Suplex the THUGG is he? Riley: It looks like he’s going to try! Unlike earlier, where Thugg was straining against the hold, this time Va’aiga has no problem in lifting Thugg up and sending the 7’2 375lber over his head and down to the mat with a truly amazing RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX! Va’aiga goes across to cover quickly, diving on the Thugg and hooking a leg. ONE! TWO! THR.. and Thugg kicks out. Va’aiga: TUTAE! Comet: Another close count! This match has been filled with thrills and excitement. Riley: You’re not gonna see any tope con hilos or Stardust Presses, but with two big bruisers like this you’re seeing one hell of an intense brawl. Va’aiga stomps away angrily at Thugg, raining in shots to Thugg’s chest and side before hoisting him back up again by the braids! Thugg stands there, still a little daze and Va’aiga plants a MASSIVE Yakuza kick into his chest! Thugg staggers backwards and Va’aiga charges the ropes again and hits a SECOND Yakuza kick, leaving Thugg trapped on the ropes! Va’aiga walks over to the Thugg and picks him up, dropping him over the ropes with a flapjack style hotshot. Thugg bounces off and collapses to the mat. Riley: Ouch. That look like it hurt. Comet: The hotshot’s always a simple but effective move to use. Those steel cables inside the ring ropes are nasty things to land on. Stomping away again to kill time and inflict that little extra damage, Va’aiga moves for position on the Thugg again. This time as the Maori lifts up his more massive opponent, he drives HVT’s head between his legs, locking the Thugg in a standing head scissors. Va’aiga grabs Thugg round the waist and jacks him up onto his shoulders, before bringing HVT down with a thunderous RELEASE POWERBOMB! Thugg bounces off the canvas as Va’aiga looks out into the crowd and shouts…. Va’aiga: C’MON! Riley: Va’aiga is getting fired up here! Comet: You can say that again. Riley: Va’aiga is getting fired up here! Va’aiga looks down at the Thugg and an evil smile crosses his heavily tattooed face. Va’aiga picks Thugg up and slings the big man up over his shoulder. Va’aiga looks ready to body slam the Thugg, but the Maori’s intentions are far more evil. Thugg lies there over the Maori’s shoulder as Va’aiga sits down, dropping Thugg down sideways in a vicious Southern Lights Bomb! Va’aiga drops and covers, breathing heavily himself from the intense effort of SLBing a 375lb man. Anthony Michael Hall drops to count... Riley: SOUTHERN LIGHTS BOMB! THIS HAS TO BE IT! ONE! TWO! THR… and HVT kicks out!!! Comet: No freaking way! Riley: I see it, but I don’t’ believe it! The Thugg took a HELLACIOUS Southern Lights Bomb and he still kicked out! I don’t know a man that size could withstand the force of gravity and the resulting head to mat collision! Head in hands, Va’aiga just sits there cursing his luck, wondering what the HELL he’s going to have to do to beat the behemoth that is the HVT. Va’aiga slowly stands and growls again, adjusting his wrist tape at the forearm end, signaling that he wants to end the match with his favorite maneuver. Thugg gets to one knee, slowly regaining his bearings as the crowd noise builds with boos and even a small “VA-ING-UH SUCKS!” chant. Va’aiga readies himself and starts off against the ropes away from Thugg, building up momentum as he goes for the NEAR DECAPITATING, NEAR EVISCERATING, OFTEN LACERATING AND ALWAYS WORTH SPECTATING LAAARIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAATOOOOOOO… AND MISSES AS THUGG DUCKS! Riley: THE LARIAT! Comet: NO! Va’aiga is out of control and heading for the ropes as Thugg shakes his head and finally gets some control over his situation. The Maori Badass comes flying back across the ring and Thugg brags hold looking for his bearhug slam! Va’aiga plants his feet and tries to drag Thugg round with the momentum into an orbital belly to belly but Thugg holds on and adds an extra orbit of his own, throwing the Maori down to the mat with the Suplex!!! Comet: And the momentum in thi match swings again! Riley: You can’t really say who’s going to win here tonight, it’s just been back and forth. A great main event all round. Thugg stomps away AGAIN at the Maori, forcing Va’aiga to wriggle round on the mat, attempting to avoid the blows. Thugg tires of chasing the Maori with stomps to the floor and reaches down to lift Va’aiga up. Thugg slings the Maori Badass over his shoulder and slams Va’aiga back down to the mat WITH TREMENDOUS AUTHORITY. Thugg drops and covers, sending referee Hall scampering into position… ONE! TWO! THR… and Va’aiga kicks out. Comet: Not many people in this federation have the power to get a long two count on Va’aiga off a mere body slam. Riley: Thugg isn’t many people though, Comet. Dropping down to his knees and reaching down to mat level, Thugg locks his arms behind Va’aiga’s neck and lifts him off the canvas in a full nelson, forcing Va’aiga to stand as Thugg stands himself. Thugg makes sure the full nelson is in tight and sits out, slamming Va’aiga tailbone first down to the canvas! The crowd calls out for the “HVT!” again as Thugg stands for a second time, dragging Va’aiga up with him again. Thugg sits out again, AGAIN slamming Va’aiga down into the mat below. Comet: Thugg hits Va’aiga with two vicious Full Nelson Bombs there, and with that Full Nelson still locked in tight, there’s no sign of Thugg letting up. Riley: The power it requires to hit a man the size of the Maori Badass with just one of these slams is incredible. HVT is going for three. HVT stands slowly again, again dragging Va’aiga rudely to his feet and taking time to look around the arena, not for the fans that are backing him but just to show everyone that he’s still in full control as he lifts up the Maori Badass and releases him from the grasp of the full nelson, slamming Va’aiga down into the mat form some height! Comet: FULL NELSON SLAM! That trifecta of full nelson moves has to have taken the wind out of the Maori. It might be time for the Thugg to set up something big. Riley: The best time to finish anyone off is as soon as possible, Comet. Wrestlers aren’t paid by the second you know. Standing above the Maori on the mat, Thugg slowly lifts his right arm and clutches it at the wrist with his left. The crowd goes wild as the signal is thrown for THE UNTAMED, Thugg’s vicious spinning chokeslam! Thugg leans down and grabs the Maori by the throat, lifting the 300 plus pounder off the mat as if he was picking up a slightly overladen bag of shopping. Thugg glares at Va’aiga as he prepares the move. Comet: Untamed Chokeslam coming up. This move is goodnight to ANYONE in this federation. Grasping Va’aiga’s throat tight, HVT lifts the Maori up off his feet, but Va’aiga flails a leg out and kicks Thugg SQUARELY IN THE BALLS!! Thugg drops back and loses his grip on the throat of the Maori Badass. Va’aiga lifts his arm up and wraps his hand round Thugg’s throat! Va’aiga drags Thugg by the neck into the centre of the ring and grabs a firm hold of Thugg’s throat as HVT splutters and coughs. Va’aiga: LIKE HIS BROTHER!!!! Riley: Va’aiga is looking to put away HVT with his own Untamed Chokeslam, just like he did to Bastion! Va’aiga lifts Thugg up off the canvas by the throat and spins, dropping the Thugg down to the mat HARD and leaving the downed DC man clutching at his throat and jolting from the pain shooting through his back. Va’aiga drops and leans back across Thugg, his arm raised, counting with referee Hall as he slaps his hand to the mat. ONE! TWO! THRE…NO! THUGG KICKS OUT!!!!!! Comet: OH MY GOD! HVT KICKED OUT OF THE UNTAMED CHOKESLAM VA’AIGA GAVE HIM! Riley: I don’t believe it. I see it, but I don’t’ believe it. Thugg slowly raises from the ground, after kicking out of the AMAZING Untamed that Va’aiga had delivered to him. Thugg looks more than a little pissed off that Va’aiga had the audacity to attempt his own move on him. With his eyes burning with hatred, he turns to where he last saw the Maori moving to, only to be run over by a steam train coming the other way, a steam train driven by THE UNIQUE AND DEADLY POWER OF EVIL MEAN NASTY MAORI LAAAAAAARIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAATOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Riley: THE LARIAT! THE LARIAT! HVT drops to the mat at speed, and the Maori Badass drops down too, exhausted but not too tired to hook a leg of his massive opponent. Anthony Michael Hall drops to count as the crowd boos the Maori Badass… ONE! TWO! THREE!!!!!! Riley: AND VA’AIGA WINS! Comet: Thugg had taken a pounding and a half during the match, and had kicked out of some of the mast dangerous moves the SWF has to offer, but that one last lariat was enough to finish the H-V-T off. Va’aiga is walking out of the ring as Thugg turns and taps him on the shoulder. The Maori Badass turns back as Thugg extends a hand towards him, but Va’aiga blanks him and walks off again. Angered that his chance to sneak an Irish whip on the Maori has been missed (like you’d expect Thugg to do anything else right?), Thugg has to resort to more simple measure, just grabbing the tired Maori and whipping him into the ropes. As Va’aiga flies off, Thugg crosses his thumb across his throat, but Va’aiga baseball slides out of the ring and walks off up the ramp. On his way out Va’aiga points at the Thugg in the ring. Comet: Thugg wanted a little afters on the Maori Badass, just as his brother did, but Va’aiga was having none of it. Maybe we’ll see these two athletes lock it up again in the future, but until next time this is Cyclone Comet for Bobby Riley saying goodnight …and the show fades out with Thugg standing in the ring and Va’aiga on the ramp mouthing “NOT THIS TIME!” at him

No! We shall all watch and chant for HE HATE ME! HE HATE ME! HE HATE ME! HE HATE ME!

I read it, I love it and i have an idea for the future for a contribution or two (spotting indy workers being used as extras etc)

Strict interpretation would be 220.7, but WCW and the WWF use 225 as a benchmark and UBER fudge it (Disco Inferno at 240ish was cruiserweight champeen)

I've got a VERY good idea why we lost... I asked Z> He said our match was a bit vanilla. Nothing wrong, just a bit too generic to stand out from the crowd and win. Bring on Thugg...

*looks at Ejiro's new character* *adjusts the wrist tape in a threatening fashion* Side Order of Lariat for Table Goodear!

..at least it's four way and with corners, so you don't have to do anything TOO contrived to keep the wrestling flowing. All chances that it's gonna be me/Duran... but everything's subject to change. And Duran... I have *grins evilly* A PLAN~!

Holy crap! I beat Tom Flesher! EDIT: Yes i KNOW it was Smarkdown and Storm is coming up.

That's why I was so stoked to get the win over Danny. Danny writes like me and Dace, only better. I hope I can improve my writing to the standard of my wrestling liek Danny has done - then I can be a consistent world champ level dude too!

Dude you wrote me into the GROUND with that time limit draw at genesis how dare you accuse yourself of < me

Now all we need is for Crow to insult someone and we can just blow up Australia for the good of the fed... of course that would mean chat script would never get fixed again