SJL Metal losing matches

[Guest dr-smogz]

SJL Metal returns from a short commercial break featuring. The camera scans the arena showing eccentric fans showing off SJL merchandise and homemade posters.

 

(Axis) “Welcome back to SJL Metal!”

 

(Edwin) “We’re live The Hotdog Palace in Orlando, Florida. What an impressive match between the man who likes to wrestle and the man who like to skateboard.”

 

(Axis) “Johnny Dangerous will take on Jack the Ripper right now.”

 

(King) “The man who likes to be a Peeping Tom, wait, I think he likes to be called a spy.”

 

(Edwin) “Johnny Dangerous is one of the more impressive rookies in the SJL today.”

 

(King) “You’re just saying that because you’re holding the rest of them down.”

 

The lights in the Hotdog Palace begin to dim, pyro illuminates the ramp, and Marilyn Manson’s “The Fight Song” hits. Jack the Ripper makes his way down to the ring to boos and chants of “Jack the A-hole.”

 

(Funyon) “This match set for one fall, INTRODUCING FIRST, from London, England, weighing in at 230 pounds, JAAAAAAACK THE RIIIIIIIIPPPPPER!”

 

(King) “Florida loves the Ripper!”

 

Jack rips off his trench coat and gives it to the referee, Matthew Kivell, before hopping up onto the mat and stepping into the ring.

 

(Axis) “Jack the Ripper needs another win if he wants to rise in the SJL. But beating Johnny Dangerous won’t be like assaulting an injured Cutthroat with a crowbar.”

 

(King) “That was pretty funny, wasn’t it?”

 

The Ripper steps up onto the turnbuckle and taunts the crowd a little before looking up to the entrance ramp, watching for Johnny Dangerous.

 

The lights in the arena dim as the theme for “James Bond” begins to play. Johnny Dangerous appears under a white spotlight.

 

(Axis) “The Barracuda!”

 

(King) “That’s enough with your pet names, Axis.”

 

Johnny strides to the ring, winking at a few ladies without a care in the world, and surveying the scene. The Barracuda then hops up onto the turnbuckle, where the Ripper begins throwing punches at him. Johnny pulls down on the top rope as The Ripper leans over it, and falls over.

 

(Axis) “Johnny Dangerous starts out the match nicely.”

 

(King) “Nicely? What a cheap shot!”

 

Johnny slides into the ring as Jack grabs onto the apron to pull himself up. The Barracuda looks around the ring and gets ready for the Ripper.

 

(Axis) “It looks like Johnny Dangerous is looking for a clean match.”

 

Jack the Ripper slides into the ring starts to get up while The Barracuda waits, and then hits a leg sweep before making it to his feet. Jack then tries to lock on an ankle lock but Johnny turns over too quickly.

 

(Axis) “Jack the Ripper with a cheap leg sweep.”

 

(King) “Cheap? That’s part of wrestling.”

 

Johnny kicks Jack in the face before rolling over to the ropes and using the ropes to quickly make his way to his feet. Johnny runs at the Ripper, Jack wraps his arm around Johnny’s shoulder, going for an arm drag. The Barracuda reverses it by hitting jack in the head a few times so that he drops the hold before turning around and going behind Jack’s back.

 

(Axis) “Jack the Ripper just can’t get a move off on Johnny Dangerous.”

 

(King) “Peeping Bastard.”

 

Johnny goes for a neck breaker, Jack turns him around, grabs a hold of Johnny Dangerous’ right arm and tries to flip him over. The Spy grabs a hold of the arm that Jack the Ripper is holding and hits a tornado DDT.

 

(Axis) “Both of these men are having a hard time getting a move off on each other.”

 

(Cutthroat) “That reminds me of what it would be like if Edwin tried to wrestle Cutthroat in his hospital room.”

 

(Edwin) “Shut up.”

 

Johnny Dangerous rolls over and climbs to his feet. The Barracuda runs over to the ropes, bounces himself off and hits a leg drop on Jack the Ripper. Johnny falls back, lifts Jack’s left leg up and goes for a pin…

 

1

.

.

.

2

JACK THE RIPPER KICKS OUT

 

(Axis) “Jack the Ripper kicks out after two.”

 

Johnny Dangerous makes it to his feet as Jack the Ripper sits up. Johnny backs off and waits for him to make a move. Jack rolls over and climbs to his feet. The two stand head to head for a moment, and they lock up. Jack slowly pushes the Barracuda up against the ropes; Johnny breaks one of his hands off and uses it to push Jack’s head back.

 

(Axis) “Johnny trying to get some leverage on Jack.”

 

The Ripper finally lets go, before Jack can do anything The Barracuda does a leg sweep, landing the Ripper on the ropes, he bounces off, and takes a step backwards in shock.

 

(Axis) “Johnny Dangerous quickly gains the upper hand in the match.”

 

Johnny jets to his feet, climbs to the top of the nearest turnbuckle as Jack remains in a state of shock.

 

(Edwin) “What’s he doing here?”

 

Johnny jumps off as the crowd pops with cheers and does a hurricanrama. Johnny crawls closer to the Ripper and hooks one of his legs, going for a pin…

 

1

.

.

.

2

.

.

JACK THE RIPPER GETS A SHOULDER UP

 

(Axis) “Johnny Dangerous almost had the match.”

 

Johnny rolls over and gathers up some strength. Neither of the men moves for a moment. Jack rolls over to the ropes and uses then to his advantage, slowly standing up. Johnny raises one leg and then pushes himself off the mat. Jack rushes over to Johnny and whips him up against the ropes, Jack runs up to the rope and goes for a dropkick, but he hits air as Johnny uses both of his arms to hook himself onto the ropes, preventing him from getting dropkicked.

 

(Axis) “Nice split second thinking by Johnny Dangerous.”

 

Johnny Dangerous follows that up with a devastating knee drop. Johnny follows that up by hastily pulling Jack the Ripper to his feet, hooks both of his arms, and hits a double under hook DDT. Johnny goes for a pin…

 

(Edwin) “Johnny sure can do a DDT.”

 

(Axis) “The Barracuda goes for a pin.”

 

1

.

.

.

2

.

JACK THE RIPPER KICKS OUT

 

Johnny looks at the referee’s arm to see if there might be something wrong with it. Jack the Ripper sits up as Johnny Dangerous bounces himself off of the ropes and goes for a drop kick but Jack moves out of the way too quickly. Jack crawls over to Johnny and starts throwing punches in a fit of rage.

 

(Edwin) “He’s usually so calm and collected. He just flipped out!”

 

(King) “The British always act a bit weird, Edwin.”

 

(Axis) “Shut up.”

 

The Ripper rolls Johnny onto his stomach, locks Johnny’s left leg with both of his legs, and applies a crossface.

 

(Axis) “Jack locks on the STF!”

 

Johnny shows no sign of pain fro the first few seconds, but then balls his fist and begins to reach for the ropes.

 

(Edwin) “He’s too far away from the ropes.”

 

Jack pulls back on his legs, twisting The Barracuda’s ankle at an angle.

 

(Axis) “I don’t think Johnny Dangerous is going to be able to get out of this one.”

 

The crowd cheers for The Barracuda, Johnny ignores his pain long enough to smile and wink at someone in the front row.

 

(King) “He likes it, Johnny likes it!”

 

Jack the Ripper starts pulling his arms back, placing pressure on The Barracuda’s neck.

 

(Axis) “Johnny’s neck has got to hurt!”

 

(King) “He’s either constipated or he’s trying to decapitate Johnny Dangerous.”

 

Matthew Kivell purposely falls to his knees after Johnny stops showing signs of trying to reach for the ropes. Matthew Kivell holds his arm up once, let’s go, and it drops.

 

(Axis) “It could be all over for Johnny Dangerous.”

 

Matthew Kivell holds up Johnny’s arm again, let’s go of it, and it falls like a rock.

 

(Axis) “It all comes down to this!”

 

Matthew Kivell raise The Barracuda’s arm one last time, the crowd goes wild with anticipation.

 

(Edwin) “King, hold me, I’m shivering.”

 

Matthew Kivell lets go of Johnny’s fist, it drops a little, but then he clenches it and it stops like a statue.

 

(Axis) “Amazing. Johnny Dangerous isn’t done yet.”

 

Johnny elbows The Ripper a few times, on the third blow Jack lets go and rolls over. Jack gets up off the mat, stares at Matthew Kivell like he’s incredibly slow in the head, and kicks Johnny Dangerous in the rib.

 

(Axis) “Jack relentlessly continues with his usual collection of cheap moves.”

 

The Ripper continues to kick Johnny in the head, his left arm, and stomps to the head as Johnny Dangerous crawls forward, trying to gain back some energy. Once Johnny comes close enough to the ropes, Jack the Ripper jumps up onto the 2nd rope, and then jumps off backwards (flipping in the air) and hitting an Asai moonsault.

 

(Axis) “Jack the Ripper is ruthless!”

 

(King) “You have to be ruthless when the corrupt commissioner hates you!”

 

(Edwin) “I do not hate Jack the Ripper.”

 

Jack rolls Johnny over and goes for a pin, placing his legs up on the second rope to gain leverage after Matthew Kivell starts counting.

 

1

.

.

(Axis) “He’s cheating! Ref!”

.

2

.

.

MATTHEW KIVELL LOOKS UP AT JACK AND STOPS THE COUNT

 

Jack sits up and starts hammering at the Spy in a tuxedo with punches to the head. Jack then gets up, latches his hands onto the top rope and starts to insanely stomp on Johnny.

 

(Axis) “Jack just won’t lighten up.”

 

(Edwin) “He can’t if hopes to beat The Barracuda!”

 

Jack the Ripper then uses his right leg to grind his boot into Johnny Dangerous’ face.

 

(Edwin) “Ouch!”

 

After a few seconds of pressure from Matthew Kivell, Jack lets up on Johnny’s face and starts doing double knee drops.

 

(Axis) “He’s not letting up!”

 

Matthew Kivell tries to stop The Ripper from continuing, Jack walks over to the opposite turnbuckle as Matthew Kivell goes to attend to Johnny Dangerous.

 

(Edwin) “What’s he doing?”

 

Jack lines up and clotheslines Matthew Kivell from behind, knocking Kivell’s head into the turnbuckle.

 

(Axis) “He should be disqualified!”

 

(King) “Oh come on, it was an accident! You could tell he was going for that Peeping Bastard.”

 

Jack the Ripper rolls out of the ring, goes under the apron, and pulls a chair out. Jack the Ripper then slides into the ring with the chair.

 

(Axis) “He just can’t stop cheating!”

 

(King) “What are you talking about? He’s getting a chair so he can wait for poor Matthew Kivell to get back up.” *King snickers

 

Jack picks up the chair and gets ready to hit the now standing Johnny Dangerous. Jack hits him right over the head, landing the spy on his back. Jack the Ripper throws the chair aside and goes for the pin…

 

….

 

….

 

….

 

(Edwin) “No one’s counting!”

 

(Axis) “Jack knocked the referee out.”

 

Jack starts tapping his hand down on the mat, angrily trying to get up the referee.

 

(King) “Matthew Kivell you idiot!”

 

Matthew Kivell looks over and immediately starts tapping…

 

1

.

.

.

2

JOHNNY GETS A SHOULDER UP AFTER TWO

 

Jack the Ripper gets up and gets in Matthew Kivell’s face. The crowd boos as jack calls Kivell a “bloody illiterate, numerically challenged idiot!”

 

(King) “You tell him.”

 

The crowd pops as Johnny makes it to his feet and positions himself behind Jack the Ripper. The Barracuda hits jack, turns him around and delivers a belly-to-belly suplex, landing Jack the Ripper on his back.

 

(Axis) “Johnny Dangerous gets a belly-to-belly suplex off on the Ripper.”

 

Johnny Dangerous locks on the Boston Crab, not forgetting to pause and appreciate the crowd’s applause.

 

(Edwin) “The Boston Crab.”

 

(Axis) “Johnny Dangerous gains the advantage in this match.”

 

Jack balls one fist up to take the focus off the pain and uses his other arm to try and grab at Johnny.

 

(Axis) “This could be it.”

 

(Edwin) “What an excellent Boston Crab, I can just hear Jack the Ripper’s back bending.”

 

(King) “Were you traumatized as a young child Edwin?”

 

(Edwin) “NO!”

 

Jack reaches for the rope for a moment and then starts to crawl forward, he gives up after realizing he can’t make it there.

 

(Axis) “Jack can’t get to the ropes.”

 

Jack the Ripper manages to grab one of Johnny’s legs and pull himself forward up, planting the Spy’s face right into the mat. Jack spins around hastily and locks on an ankle lock. He rips the ankle, and then to another, placing pressure on both to add to the pain.

 

(Axis) “Jack the Ripper counters the Boston Crab with an Ankle Lock.”

 

Johnny immediately starts crawling for the rope and he grabs it. Jack lets go of the lock and starts stomping on Johnny Dangerous. Johnny starts to make his way to his feet, but not without Jack hitting him a few times. Johnny gains the upper hand and whips Jack into the ropes, Jack the Ripper delivers a big elbow before kicking Johnny in the stomach, putting The Barracuda’s head on his shoulder (like a stunner). Jack the Ripper then runs to the turnbuckle, jumps on, jumps off at a 75* angle and then hits a huge stunner.

 

(Axis) “The Ripping! The Ripping!”

 

Jack the Ripper hooks Johnny’s right leg, going for a pin…

 

1

.

.

.

2

.

.

.

3

 

“DING! DING! DING!”

 

(Axis) “Jack the Ripper wins!”

 

(King) “He beats the Peeping Bastard, err, I meant Johnny “The Barracuda” Dangerous.”

 

Jack the Ripper rolls out of the ring as “The Fight Song” by Marilyn Manson hits.

 

(Axis) “This was a pretty even match. Who knows what would have happened if Jack didn’t hit Johnny Dangerous with a chair.”

 

The Ripper makes his way up the ramp to boos and chants of “Jack the A-Hole.” He turns around at the entrance and looks back at Johnny Dangerous staring up at him. Jack the Ripper’s cruel conniving face fades away as SJL Metal cuts to a commercial break…

[Guest dr-smogz]

Any comments?

[Guest Insanityman]

I understand 100% why Mak whopped my ass, hoo hah.

 

 

“That’s why you ought to buy my new strawberry daiquiri flavored Superior-O’s!” Tom Flesher’s voice booms over millions of viewer’s TV set. The camera then cuts back into the SJL, like an Ice Age group of nomads, touring pinpoint locations. Thanks to dandy technology, two words fall onto the viewer’s screen reading “MAIN EVENT!” as they explode and the camera cuts to the announcers. C.I.A replaces Edwin’s spot on the far right, as Edwin is in the middle, Axis on far left and King on the head of the table. He snarls at C.I.A for forcing him over there and then realizes the camera is recording.

 

“Welcome back!” Axis hollers over the rallied fans, hyped for the main event.

 

The screen flashes into an explosion that takes up the full screen, and plays on loop. “Don’t worry folks, Wilson hasn’t… repeat hasn’t, taken over your TV.” Edwin informs to many people’s relief. Manson, in his Raven cross pose, is below Tim Dillon, busting out an Irish jig, as Kamikaze is seen hyping himself up, and finally Mak Francis is seen jitter around. The screen takes a sudden freeze frame showing Manson in pose, Dillon in boxer’s pose, Kamikaze looking hyped, and the Franchise with a look of intimidation. The camera cuts back from there and back to the announcer’s table.

 

“Yes, the main event is descending upon us! After seeing the first out of a series of contendership matches this is the follow up! As you saw, it’s the Franchise –instant boos-, Kamikaze –mixed reaction but mostly cheers-, Manson –few boos, audible cheers -, and that one guy…” Axis says, truly forgetting Dillon.

 

“Dillon –a cheer here and there-.” Edwin reminds Axis.

 

“Yeah, why is he in this match so soon?” C.I.A demands.

 

“He beat Mike and Fugue… with Thor.” Edwin says, fumbling for a reason.

 

“Right, but other way he’s generic and he is barely even worthy of smelling my shit!” Suicide King gripes.

 

“Yeah, but you think your crap doesn’t smell!” Axis counters.

 

Suicide King retorts, "It's the principle of the thing!"

 

Funyon’s voice booms over the fans, “This match is scheduled for one fall… and the winner will face –he strains his memory to remember who won last but forgot- and will go through other matches to earn a shot at the S-J-L World Title!”

 

"Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck" by Prong hits, as the SmarkTron comes to life with an entrance video, colored in different shades of gray. Crimson red strobe lights flash on and off, as Manson tosses aside the entrance curtain and stops at the head of the ramp way to stand for a moment in the crucifix position. He breaks out of his pose, and slowly makes his way down to the ring, focused on his important match. His entrance clothes including, his long black hair worn wet, pale looking skin, his beard, a plain black t-shirt showing off his muscles, black and red tape wrapping all the way up to his arm. His nails painted black, the worn-out blue jeans.

 

“Introducing… from New York, New York! Clocking in at a He will snap your fingers and probably proceed to snap your neck… he is MMMAANNNSOOONNN! He rolls under the bottom rope, and he pops back up, before walking to the corner to sit on the ground, resembling Ravens with his arms stretched out against the ropes.

 

Godsmack’s “I Stand Alone” hits the speakers and Kamikaze steps onto the stage. Dressed in red wrestling tights and black boots. He then runs down the aisle and slides into the ring to meet up with his New Yorker foe.

 

“Weighing at 235… and hailing from Minnetonka… and I can’t think of anything else witty. KKAMMMIKKAAZZEE!” Funyon announces to the world.

 

Manson and Kamikaze exchange glances at each other but the two stand on the top ropes as they stare at the entrance.

 

Taking the fans by surprise, blue and white lights flash as “Down with the Sickness” starts to play. As the words ‘Are you Ready’ fly across the SmarkTron, a digitized voice repeats them. Then the digitized voice screams ‘Cause the Franchise is here’. The big screen flashes the big words 'The Franchise'. This is followed by a blue and white photonegative image of Mak Francis and he comes out onto the stage. He slowly strolls down to ringside and enter through the middle ropes. Francis then poses in the center of the ring with both his hands raised in the air. Manson and Kamikaze both stare at the foe.

 

“Now this is tornado match, there is NO count-out.” Axis reminds.

 

“That could be Dillon’s edge, unless a pin is made in the ring, then he could be screwed.” The Canuck analyzes.

 

“But Mak is Mak!” King protests.

 

Mak, dressed in his usual attire, takes off the sunglasses and blue cap. He throws them into the fans (who fight over who burns it first) and Francis then charges from behind and hits an axe handle on his back.

 

Sudden bagpipes blare, marking Dropkick Murphy’s “Barroom Hero” the cheap shamrock confetti falls from the rafters. Sudden orange and green erupt from the pyro cannons and Dillon arrives.

 

Meanwhile, in the ring, Manson whirled around only to get a kick thrown at his gut. He catches it as he shoves the leg and Mak backwards. Francis slams onto his neck and Manson smiles.

 

“Hailing from Limerick, Ireland… weighing in at 168… YOUR FAVORITE BAREKNUCKLE BOXER BESIDES THE DUDE IN SNATCH… TTTIIIMMM DDIILLLOOONNN!” Funyon’s announces as they bounces off the walls.

 

Tim Dillon then ducks down into a boxer’s pose and hits a few punches shattering air atoms. Tim then drops the microphone (as it gives off the annoying feedback) as he slides under the bottom rope in sync with the chiming bell.

 

DING! Mak, back on his feet, throws a punch to Manson. DING! Kamikaze and Tim collide in a grapple. DING!

 

Mak then follows up with another punch and he whips Manson into the far side of the ropes, as Tim does the exact same thing, but Kamikaze goes into the opposite side of the ropes. Manson and Kamikaze collide into each other with bizarre timing. Dillon shrugs as he turns to Mak and Francis throws out a hard right. Tim dodges it with ease but is suddenly bombarded with a left jab to his chin. Franchise then follows through by catching a right hook from a dazed Dillon. Mak then twists it into a hammerlock. Tim then falls to the ground, on his side as he flips Mak around and shakes the hammerlock off.

 

“Modified hip toss!” Axis jeers to King.

 

Mak gets right back onto his feet and Dillon ducks a right hook. Tim then brings himself up as he uses his head to slam into Mak’s chin. He stumbles back and Dillon goes to follow through. Meanwhile, Kamikaze and Manson get back to their feet as they go into a grapple. Manson lets go of the lock-up and he then throws a series of quick chops to Kamikaze. Kamikaze reels back but recovers and springs forward and tries to manipulate Manson into a headlock. Manson shoves him off and Kamikaze falls to his back as he then quickly drop toe holds Manson. He then follows through by locking in a camel clutch. Manson uses his strength to roll the two over as Kamikaze gives up and the two get back to their feet.

 

“Nice starting action… so C.I.A does anyone here scare you about that prestigious World belt?” Axis comments and then inquires.

 

“Mak. He’s the only one who’s a worry… though they’d all make good competitors.” The World Champion replies simply.

 

Meanwhile, a few feet away Dillon takes quick advantage of Mak’s ignorance, as he hits a rapid stream of punches. Franchise is then able to duck a punch and he takes him down with a tackle. Mak’s knee purposely lands into the Irishman’s groin region and Mak looks at Kivell with an innocent look. Mak then follows through with a few punches to Dillon’s face and he then gets to his feet. The Franchise then drops to one knee, landing on Dillon’s kneecap. Tim rolls out of the way for the next one and he gets back to his feet, hobbling for a bit. A few feet away, Kamikaze and Manson stare at each other. The two go for a headlock, but Kamikaze ducks under Manson’s arms and hits a side headlock. Manson, in reversal, shoves him into the ropes as he comes rocketing backwards Manson hits a nasty, stiff elbow to his chin. A sudden yelp is heard and the focus is turned back to the Irishman and Franchise. Mak, after pulling Dillon’s shaggy hair, threw him over the top ropes. Franchise then charges at Manson, who drops down early for a drop toehold. Mak hops over it and then turns over to Kamikaze. He throws an elbow to the back of the unaware Kamikaze. Manson then takes advantage as he wraps his arms suddenly around his foe’s waist. Mak throws an elbow to the side of the lunatic’s head, but to no prevail. As Manson begins to lift him Francis throws an even harder elbow, causing Manson to pause. Franchise then wraps his arms around Manson’s neck and drops to his rear end, landing Manson into a very odd jawbreaker.

 

“Just raw talent. Like me… besides the fact that I was so much better.” Suicide King says, cheering his pick on.

Kamikaze now back to his feet throws a quick, yet effective dropkick to Mak’s chest. Francis reels back and trips over the fallen Manson. Mak rolls away as Kamikaze hops over Manson, chasing Mak like a true hero. The fans explode into cheers as Kamikaze charges forwards at Mak who shakes his head like he’s scared, but at the last second Franchise grabs Kamikaze’s head as he uses the momentum to throw him in between the middle rope as he collides into the standing Tim Dillon! The two slam into the guardrail in a human wreck. Manson finally back to his feet stalks up to Mak Francis. The two lock up. Mak and Manson struggle, but a knee to Manson’s gut gives Mak the upper hand. Mak Francis then wraps his arms around Manson’s waist as he lifts him up into the air and takes him down in a brutal belly-to-back suplex.

 

“Eck, showing no mercy for his ex-stable mate.” Edwin points out.

 

Tim Dillon, who shoves Kamikaze off him, stands up shaking his head. The stick figure rests his hands against the guardrail getting pumped from the fans. His Dropkick Murphy’s shirt already sweaty is patted on more rapidly then most of the fans gave out. He then lifts his head up and sees his new lass, Candice staring at him with a sincere, concerned look. Dillon grins at her and then shakes off the beads of sweat from his hair like a dog. Renewed by the amazing thing called love, he stalks forwards to his opponent. He picks Kamikaze up and throws a quick jab to his nose. He reels back, but returns with a sudden dropkick taking Dillon down. Candice then takes her seat as she loudly cheers on her boyfriend. Tim gets back to his feet and as Kamikaze charges forwards, ready to hit a spear, he is caught and it results in getting his head rattled with a DDT.

 

In the ring Manson had swung his head to the left, dodging an eye-poke attempt and Manson then collides into a quick grapple. He whips Mak into the ropes; Francis then drops to his gut at the last second as he slides under Manson’s spread legs. Manson whirls around and suddenly gets caught by a super kick! The thud echo around the arena and Tim Dillon looks over in alert. He leaps for the ring as Mak makes the cover.

 

ONE! Tim slides in and springs up only to slide into baseball slide that nearly creates a crack in Mak’s skull. The fans explode into a cheer and Dillon busts into standard Irish jig moves.

 

“Caught in the emotion…” Edwin explains.

 

“You would know…” King taunts as he coughs that eerily resembles “Silent.”

 

Dillon, unaware as he takes a few steps backwards is tripped by Kamikaze. Kamikaze slides in and the two quickly scramble to their feet. Dillon’s face twitches in anger and he throws a right punch that would normally knock someone out. However, Kamikaze dodges it and Tim takes a step forwards desperately trying to regain his balance. Kamikaze takes the chance to send a kick to his gut. Tim bends down and Kamikaze then he hits a front facelock. He then raises him into the air as he drops down slamming him down, hitting a suplex. Kamikaze slowly pushes himself back up as lock into yet another grapple. This time Kamikaze goes for the Irish whip but Tim Dillon reverses it and sends Kamikaze is able to stop himself and throws a kick to his gut. And he follows through by making a suplex and finishes it with hooking the leg and hitting the Fisherman’s suplex.

 

 

 

ONE!

TWO!

THR, Dillon’s shoulder flies up and Tim rolls back up. Mak Francis now stands up tall behind Kamikaze. Mak Francis then wraps his arms around Kamikaze’s waist and he throws him over in a German Suplex. He then gets himself back up as he hits another one. Tim Dillon, who stands up slips on the green brass knuckles while Matthew Kivell lunges forwards, protesting. Manson then kneels on his knees as Mak rolls back up from the third and he hits a low blow! The crowd cheers because seeing the sWo in pain is a good time, and Manson suddenly trips him down and schoolboys! Dillon goes to hand the brass knuckles over and then points to Manson and the pin. Matthew turns around as Tim slips the brass knuckles back in, not worried about the pin.

 

ONE! Tim relaxes.

TWO! Mak kicks out with force sending Manson into the ropes as Francis remains on his back. At the last second he trips Manson onto his feet and he grabs his arms as he monkey flips him into the air.

 

Manson slams down to the canvas, causing the whole ring to shake, as Manson is lifeless. Mak crawls over and makes the cover. Tim Dillon hesitates and then runs up and grabs Mak’s leg as he pulls him away. The Franchise turns around in anger and springs to his feet. Manson has fallen and Kamikaze has fallen…

 

Tim Dillon absorbs the cheers for him and the two foes step forward in center of the ring. Dillon and Mak grapple and then Dillon throws his knee up. The Franchise catches it as he then hits in a nasty clothesline to bring the Irishman down. Franchise then pulls him back to his feet and he then sets Dillon up for the fisherman suplex… or so everyone at least thinks.

 

“He’s going to go for the Franchise Tag!” C.I.A, who had studied Mak’s move set and everything about him, exclaims.

 

Mak then goes to grab Dillon’s leg as the Irish man suddenly springs to life and reverses it into an awkward roll-up!

 

ONE! Mak’s taken completely by surprise.

TWO! Franchise has a hard time throwing Dillon off…

 

As the hand raises into the air Mak breaks the pin and sighs with relief. Mak Francis gets up to stand tall as the crowd boos and then Mak realizes all his competitors are back on their feet and staring at Mak. They all stalk in, but Manson soon creeps behind Kamikaze and puts on arm around his waist and brings him over into a backdrop driver! Tim, surprised by the thud whirls around as Mak delivers a super kick to the back of his neck!

 

“Cheap bastard.” C.I.A mumbles about his foe Mak.

 

Tim falls to the ground and he groans as he takes advantage of no count out as he rolls out of the ring.

 

Manson suddenly hits a strong right hand and Mak goes rocketing back into the ropes. As he bounces back Manson drops Mak down with a drop toehold. Manson then proceeds to stomp on Mak’s right arm (which Mak retreats under his body). Mak scrambles onto his feet and as Manson suddenly lunges forwards and hits the Franchise with a quick, effective Uranage suplex! Manson then hooks the leg for the pin,

 

ONE! “NO!” King protests as he fumbles for a way to declare Manson was cheating.

TWO! Tim Dillon, now regaining his senses, scrambles to his feet as he slides into the ring…

 

 

 

 

THREE! “WAIT! KICK-OUT!” King screams at an absurd volume. A silence sweeps across the arena like a plague. Matthew’s hand shoots up only holding two fingers! A wave of jeers hits like a switch was hit and the ring begins to be pelted by garbage. It seizes though as Manson’s face turns to shock and Kamikaze stands up. Dillon, who was regulating his breath on the ropes, felt like he suddenly got thrown into a brick wall. Manson in rage had hit the clothesline as he slide out of the ring, bent on destroying someone in his anger.

 

Meanwhile Kamikaze runs forwards and pulls the Franchise up. Mak Francis goes for a quick right but misses and stumbles right into Kamikaze’s clutches. The shaken up Francis is suddenly taken for a ride as Kamikaze lifts him up and hits his famous high-angled spine buster. He then pulls out a Japanese looking headband as he adjusted it around his head gets a chorus of cheers.

 

“How could he? You know the mass upset this be if he hits the Kamikaze?” Axis questions.

 

“Mak will get out of it, he always does. Matter of fact, I’d get out of it already… but Mak isn’t even worthy enough to…” C.I.A’s “WE KNOW” interrupts Suicide King!

 

Kamikaze runs at a sprinting speed as he hops onto the top turnbuckle. He then descends as he goes for diving headbutt while the fans all get to their feet! Sailing in the air… but Kamikaze comes up short as Mak barely rolls out of the way. Kamikaze lands oddly on his head and everyone wonders if he’s alive as he bounces lifelessly off the hard canvas. Mak then crawls over to the bottom ropes, and grabs the ropes as he pulls his head out, hanging from the canvas. He regains his breath as he sees the sudden danger, Dillon charges forwards as he leaps into the air and hits a leg drop onto Mak’s elevated backside of his head and his throat slams against the apron. He gags and Mak slowly slinks back into the ring, down momentarily.

 

“BALANANT CHEATING!” Suicide King angrily points out.

 

“Perfectly legal.” Edwin says with a huge grin.

 

Dillon lands on his back as he grins contently but looks up to see Manson towering over him. Manson begins to bend down and the Irishman throws his leg up as the shamrock patched shoe slams straight into his nose. Manson desperately tries to keep balance as he grabs his nose but collapses. Tim Dillon then gets back to his feet and stalks towards the foe. Dillon grabs Manson’s leg and then raises it in the air and then slams it into the cement. He repeats that routine twice as he rests for a bit while Manson holds it in agony. Dillon then hits a few jig moves and then grabs Manson’s black generic boots as he forces him to turn to his back as he hits a single leg boston crab! Manson furiously taps, but for no good. Manson then looks up at a ring screw member sitting in a steel chair as he gives him a pained look. The worker slowly gets up as Manson grabs one leg of the lethal chair and he then pulls it towards him. Manson then, the chair still unfolded, throws it into Dillon’s back. Tim screams out as Kivell screams at Mason while Dillon stumbles forwards releasing the hold. The chair then lands a few feet away from the announcer, still unfolded and in a normal position.

 

“Coincident.” C.I.A simply says, unfazed by Manson resorting to the chair.

Inside the ring, Matthew begins the count for the two men. Dillon takes the chance as he throws Manson onto the announcer’s table as the announcer’s retreat.

 

“HEY!” Axis cries in protest as the crazed Irishman hops onto the table. Tim then grapples with the lifeless Manson as he brings his head down in-between his legs. He then wraps his arms around the gothic foe and then goes to lift him. Manson then flips Tim Dillon off the table and onto the unfolded chair! The chair flips over and hits the cement a few inches away. Dillon grabs his back in pain as he flops onto his back, fluttering open his eyes. The pain that felt like melting needles being injected everywhere wasn’t enough Manson bends his knees ready to leap onto the Irishman!

 

Inside the ring, at the count of eight, Mak gets back to his feet.

 

Manson then bends his knees as he leaps off the table and jumps allowing just enough time to hit a some-what senton splash! Manson shakes his leg in the air as he swears, for his kicks are now not nearly as powerful. Manson then pulls up the Irishman and rolls the lifeless man into the ring. Mak Francis stands there as Manson slides into the ring and Franchise charges forwards bombarding the loner with stomps. Tim Dillon slowly grabs the ropes, utilizing them as supports and he slowly pulls himself up. Mak and Manson charge towards each other, using the last of their gas in the tanks, and Mak halts at the last second. He catches Manson off guard going for a super kick but Manson ducks under it and springs up hitting Franchise down with a shoulder barge. Mak slams into the canvas and he then shoots his foot straight into Manson’s right leg, the leg worked on. Manson buckles forwards and Mak hits a quick schoolboy.

 

ONE! Dillon charges over, but Kamikaze (unaware of the count) trips him over!

 

 

TWO! Tim screams at Kamikaze and points to the pin.

 

 

 

 

THR, “KICK OUT!” Axis declares with glee. Mak swears aloud and Manson pulls himself back up.

 

Once again all the four men stand tall, weary yet tall, but their eyes reflect differently... they show rage and degeneration The crowd loudly begins to cheer and all four man charge towards their directed foe. Manson goes for strike Mak, but Kamikaze catches him with a baseball slide to his right leg. Mak turns to take out Kamikaze and whirls around just in time to receive a brutal gore from the Irishman. Taken with emotions the Irishman vents all his anger as he profusely works on Mak’s face with his bare-knuckling boxing punches. Matthew leaps onto the back of Dillon when Mak’s nose is covered with his own blood. Dillon finally relapses from the strikes to wipe Franchise’s blood over his shirt and Mak’s face begins to ache an unbelievable amount. Meanwhile, a few feet away Kamikaze misses a DDT and gets it reversed by a belly to back suplex by Manson. Franchise slowly gets to his feet, overwhelmed by rage as the back of his head swipes across his bloody nose. Kamikaze slowly gets back to his feet and then charges back for more. He then throws an elbow to Manson’s gut and he then sends a swift kick to Manson’s right kneecap, it buckles –again- and Kamikaze follows through with a Crossbody.

 

“Starting to heat up.” Axis comments and everyone nods.

 

Kamikaze then drags Manson away near the center of the ring. He grabs both his legs and soon hits the figure four leg lock. He adds pressure as Manson screams out due to his right leg. Mak and Dillon lock up as Franchise sends a knee to Tim’s gut. He doubles over and as he locks in the proper facelock for the Franchise Tag he gets flourished with jeers. Francis then grabs his leg as he sets it up. Meanwhile, Manson begins to turn the leg lock. Suddenly Dillon smirks and he screams out a phrase in Gaelic (“It’s do or die.”), as he is able to slip his leg out. His head barely slips out of the hold and he throws a headlock onto Mak. Quickly after he switches the hold and Mak into a reverse DDT!

 

“Franchise Tag! NO WAIT! BLOOD AND WHISKEY!” Axis screams as Dillon brings him up and crashes down hitting his finisher! Edwin gives out a laugh as King rapidly swears.

 

Tim Dillon makes the cover! The fans explode into cheers for support,

 

ONE! More cheers and Mak tries to, but can’t throw the ex-bare-knuckle boxer off.

 

 

 

TWO! “Wait!” Axis cries as Manson fails to turn the lock and brings his hand up to tap.

 

“KICK OUT! COME ON! YOU CAN’T BE BEAT!” King cries out.

 

 

 

 

 

THREE! The bell chimes as Francis kicks out a couple milliseconds too late as the pain overwhelms Manson and he taps rapidly and harshly. Kamikaze yells in anger and Mak rolls away from the ring as he swears loudly as trash slams into him.

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

“THE WINNER…. YOUR FAVORITE IRISHMAN…TIIIMMM DILLLOOONNN!” Funyon announces as the theme music overtakes the P.A. and the confetti falls for the second time.

 

“Dillon’s done it!” Barely! After quite a match Dillon steals this one away from Kamikaze AND Mak!” Axis recaps.

 

Tim Dillon, standing tall in the ring as the victor, is more than happy to see Candice hop over the railing and slide into the ring. But the angered Manson who stares at her with rage interrupts her… Dillon screams at him to back off and he brings his fist up in a defensive stance, as Manson sees no point as he rolls away. Kamikaze sees the Irishman a dirty look as he slowly bails. Sudden waves of boos are heard and the announcer’s listen in confusion. Mak Francis, never went all the way up the backstage hopped over the barricade and from behind delivers a sucker punch to the back of the Canuck’s head!

 

“Hey!” Axis protests as King claps in glee.

 

Mak Francis soon takes advantage of the world champ on all fours, as he grabs his swivel chair and goes to slam it over his back. C.I.A rolls out of the way as Mak drops the chair and C.I.A picks it up and flings up as he slams it into Mak’s side. Mak falls against the guardrail in exhaustion and the Canuck throws him against the steel steps and he walks away as the camera slowly fades to black. Mak then crawls after his foe and Tim Dillon gives Candice a quick peck on the lips as the camera fully shuts off.

[Guest Muzz]

Jack, from just glancing at your match, tone down on the amount of commentary. Well thought out wrestling sequences always trump tasteless jokes or boring banter between the announcers.

 

Of course, for what commentary you do have, make it a little more exciting, not so the commentators are screaming over every punch, but so as it makes the pinfalls seem like it could be the end of the match, but won't be. And have the announcers point out why the wrestlers would do certain moves, for psych or whatever.

 

I'll b sure to read your next match as well.

[Guest dr-smogz]

How can I make my matches longer?

[Guest Powerplay]

Add description. Simple answer right there. Like this.

 

Instead of "Jack catches Matt in an Fujiwara Armbar." you say "Jack takes the opportunity and hooks onto Kivell's arm and twist it backwards, bringing both men to the ground in a Fujiwara armbar!" and so on. Description and longer commentary helps. Instead of sprouting out one sentence, have them say two or three.

[Guest Muzz]

Describing your moves helps the flow to and overall excitement. This...

 

Ripper hits a tombstone on Matt.

 

Edwin: "Ouch."

 

King: "Indeed."

 

Axis: "Uh huh."

 

Ripper pins. 1, 2, 3. He wins.

 

Isn't good, while this...

 

Kivell comes bounding back from the ropes and tries for a wild clothesline, but hits nothing but air as the serial killer ducks and picks him up almost in a body slam, but wait...

 

Edwin: "No! He's going to hit the tombstone! He could break Kivell's neck!"

 

King: "The downside to this is...?"

 

Jack smirks as he turns around in a circle, showing the fans Kivell's frightened face. Ripper suddenly stops dead, and leaps into the air, coming down and driving Kivell's head into the canvas with the tombstone pildedriver!"

 

Axis: "That's it, he's out!"

 

Jack breathes heavily as the fans get on their feet, beginnng to cheer at the sight of Kivell dead on the canvas, even if Jack is the heel here. He crawls over and non chalantly hooks Matt by the leg as the ref slides over and counts...

 

One

 

Two

 

Three!

 

... this is alot better.

[Guest Insanityman]

Any comments on my match would be grateful too... and for Jack it's mainly much more description and maybe a tad less commentary.