Genesis Losing Matches

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Yeah... I'm moving out of my house and will need to purchase a new computer. So my presence shall be greatly missed.

 

 

I haven't read ELM's match but from the looks of it, we had similar ideas. In this match, I did put effort into it, but late rushing made the flow seem kind of wacky. I also realize now that I ignored most of the history with the title and the fact that Magnifico was pretty much the only person to pin Edwin in forever, which is a big deal. Meaning I hyped the match, but I forgot a key ingredient. There are some other thoughts I have of course... but I was wondering what you guys think. Thanks in advance... if lucky I can call you all assholes for not replying.

 

 

The show is at it’s climax. All the build up. All the sweat, the blood, the tears… it is almost over. The feuds have been settled. The others have just begun. Three hours and Twenty-Five minutes of non-stop violence, action, and sheer entertainment. The fans maybe ready to go home, but it’s time. They can’t stop now, they know this will be good. It is the Genesis Main Event!

 

Stevens: “It is time. El Luchadore Magnifico to defend his SWF title against the opponent still unnamed!”

 

Riley: “It’s so exciting! Who could it be? My hero Neilsen of my Jungle!”

 

Stevens: “That’s NTD’s line.”

 

Riley: “Oh yeah. Well we could have other classic people… making their one time return for this battle! We can have Spider Nekura! Or maybe even the Suicide King returning to action!”

 

Stevens: “I know what you mean! Hell… I’ve heard reports that it could be the legendary Cyclone Comet or a returning Xstasy! People… we have to tell you this that we have about as much clue as you do!”

 

 

“UNO!!!”

 

 

BOOM

 

 

“DOS!!!”

 

 

BOOM

 

 

“TRES!!!”

 

 

BOOM

 

 

“CUATRO!!!”

 

 

BOOM

 

Each BOOM triggers an explosive set of orange pyro into a turnbuckle, tonight it stays, the fire sprays like a hose. The flames continue burning to a resounding applause from the native crowd. “Mission Trip to Mexico” by Bunch of Believers is blasted through the PA, beginning at the chorus of the song. The crowd starts to heavily rain on the cheers as their favorite illegal immigrant is ready to come out. El Luchadore Magnifico bursts out from behind the curtain as the song begins, his flag in his hands and title wrapped around his waist, eliciting a loud cheer from the crowd as he pauses on the top of the ramp. He holds his flag up in the air for the special occasion and starts to vigorously wave it around. Cheers roar out for each stroke of the flag, to the left, whoosh, the right, whooshes.

 

Funyon: “Ladies and Gentleman… the following is the GENESIS MAIN EVENT!!!” If this was announced earlier, the people would be louder, but it’s damn hard to outdo applause for a kooky Mexican champion. “IT IS FOR THE SWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!”

 

Magnifico steps forward, shaking his flag as he journeys down the ramp. On the way down, he takes time to slap a few fans hands. He lets his flag go and leans on one set of the crowd, and they hold him up while he slaps as many hands as he can. He picks his flag back up and resorts back down to one-hand shakes.

 

“INTRODUCING FIRST!!! HE IS THE SWF HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!!”

 

The Mexican raises his arms at the announcement and the fans can’t help but raise their decibels just one more point. He slides into the ring…

 

“HE HAILS FROM MEXICO CITY, MEXICO!!! HE STANDS AT FIVE FEET TEN INCHES!!! TIPPING THE SCALES AT ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY POUNDS!!!”

 

He raises his flag, and hops onto the second turnbuckle, where he waves his flag wildly.

 

“A MEMBER OF THE MIDNIGHT CARNIVAL!!!”

 

Magnifico cuts off the waving of the flag as the crowd goes silent.

 

“EL LUCHADOOOOOOORRRRRRE MAAAAAAGNIIIIFFFFIIIIIICOOOOOO!!!”

 

Mag gives thumbs up and the crowd goes insane at the mention of his name. He finally hops off of the turnbuckle and begins stretching as his music dies down.

 

Stevens: “Well there you have it. El Luchadore Magnifico. The world heavyweight champion.”

 

Riley: “And now the big moment! Who is ELM going to defend against!!?”

 

Stevens: “I have word in the back that Curry Man is with the challenger to ELM!!”

 

On the SmarkTron, it can be seen backstage. The screen takes up fully and floats to the backstage area, catching Curry on film.

 

Curry: “Thank you Mark Stevens. I am here with the challenger to Magnifico’s title… and you won’t believe who it is!”

 

The camera zooms out, a quick cut back to the ring to show Magnifico’s jaw drop open… the crowd boos heavily at the man… the former world champ…

 

The deputy commish…

 

 

 

The Suicide King.

 

Stevens: “Oh… My… God.”

 

There he stands with a smirk on his face. He’s decked in his commissioner suit. He’s rubbing his hands gently as he holds back the snicker.

 

Riley: “Whee! I told yah!”

 

King: “Hey Mag. how you doing? You ready to have your ass handed to you? Ah lovely, I figured you would.” King begins to chuckle, placing his arms on his tie and begins to loosen it.

 

Another shot back to the ring shows Mag holding his arms up, smiling while demanding that King come bring it.

 

King: “Oh Mag. Just wait. You’re going to love every second of this… oh wait… that’s me who’s going to love it. Ah well… It’ll be nice to see the Suicide King… ONCE AGAIN!!! AS THE SWF HEAVYWEIGHT!!!-”

 

Suddenly a large shadow engulfs the Suicide King. All the camera can catch is the back, which is covered by a black trenchcoat. The hair dangles down a bit, dripping wet.

 

King: “Son of a bitch.”

 

From the side, a look of puzzlement and perhaps fear enter the eyes of the Suicide King.

 

Voice: “Were you going to say something, Brian?”

 

King shakes his head, eyes blinking rapidly. Almost thinking that he is in dreamland.

 

King: “Uh No… go on. Take your shot.”

 

As fast as he was there, he’s gone again. The camera only catches a glimpse of the tail of his trenchcoat before taking another look at King, looking at him, confused.

 

King: “Son of a bitch.”

 

In the ring, Mag looks on in confusement. Knowing about as much as everyone else as to whom the man is coming out.

 

Stevens: “Was that… no it couldn’t be!”

 

Riley: “It looked like we were going to get the long awaited return of the Suicide King! What is going on here!?”

 

Stevens: “I dunno… but whoever it is, has enough influence to stop King from coming out! And believe me, there isn’t many!”

 

Mag stands in wait and behind the curtains of the SmarkTron. The man stands with his head down. His coat is covering all of him. His hair dangling down over his head. He has a microphone in his hand… pulling it to his lips.

 

“Ahem.”

 

But he doesn’t speak anymore.

 

In the ring, Mag has a clue and starts to demand that he come out. The audience waits in anticipation.

 

Stevens: “What is going on!? Who is it?”

 

Suddenly, Stevens clues in…

 

Stevens: “Oh god!”

 

And with that, the man begins to speak…

 

 

“THIS

 

 

 

 

IS

 

 

 

 

MAH!!!”

 

He snaps his head up, his hair back, and it’s now painfully evident for those who didn’t know.

 

 

 

 

 

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSE!!!”

 

He throws the mic down and kicks through the curtains, just as the heavy beats and guitar of Rammstein’s “Du Haste” thunders over the speakers. Through the curtains bursts the now former hardcore champion and the fans can’t believe it. At the top of the ramp, he looks forward, but this time it’s different. His eyes are open, and not full of rage. He rips off his trench coat to reveal himself in his wrestling attire. He slowly takes a deep breath, allowing the ears shattering roar of cheers and boos absorbs through him, and a sense of fulfillment rises through. He lets his eyes close once more, and all is back to normal.

 

Funyon: “AND HIS OPPONENT!!! HE HAILS FROM VANCOUVER, BC!!”

 

A massive pop for the hometown rises and Jay Dawg walks down the ramp, his smile of evil intentions firmly planted over his face. Magnifico is in the ring and relieved that he finally knows whom his competition is.

 

“HE STANDS AT SIX FEET FOUR INCHES AND WEIGHS IN AT TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY POUNDS!!!”

 

Stevens: “Know wonder King let it go! Where has Jay Dawg been!? He abandoned the hardcore title by the looks of it as Mercury and Ced fought for it instead! What is going on here!?”

 

Riley: “He’s claiming his spot at the top I guess!”

 

JD pauses at ringside, raising his head so he can menacingly stare at the SWF heavyweight champion. JD hops onto the ring apron and steps through the ropes.

 

“THE LEADER OF THE CREATIVE CONTROL!!! JAMIE ‘JAY DAWG’ DRAZON!!!”

 

JD stands in the center of the ring, his hair hanging over the front of his face. His body is fairly ripped at the moment, almost as if he’s been fighting in the dojo. Still wet, from the hair to the toes. He slowly raises his head, and over his eye, is the healing of a blackeye, which he must have received since Monday.

 

Stevens: “What is it with Jay Dawg!? It looks like he’s been in some scraps already!”

 

Riley: “He’s in his home now!”

 

Stevens: “What the hell does that mean!?”

 

JD presses his arms out, letting his shoulders outstretch to there fullest potential. He rests his head down, letting it tilt slowly to the left and the right, the muscles and bones can be heard stretching. Magnifico calmly rests in the ropes, leaning backward in a bridgelike state, stretching his thighs and arms while he does so.

 

Stevens: “This is going to be an epic match, that’s for sure!”

 

Suddenly, ELM bursts off of the ropes, leaping in the air and dropkicks Jay Dawg, the feet firmly planted into the chest! Jay Dawg steps back once, then snaps his head up, not amused at the rude awakening. JD slowly stretches his neck out, smiling at the blow he just received.

 

Stevens: “My boy Mag better come to fight, because it looks like Jay Dawg has!”

 

Magnifico looks at the smiling JD, and can’t help but wonder what is going on. Mag rushes for JD again, but can’t quite predict the leg shooting up in the air, kicking him right in the bottom of the jaw with a front kick! Mag drops down hard and JD drops to one knee, punching Mag in the face. JD pulls the champ to his feet and throws him off the ropes, a bounce back and a sharp reverse elbow knocks Magnifico to the mat hard. Jay Dawg takes his mind off of ELM for a second and roars out to the crowd, who roars back, negatively.

 

Stevens: “These men know each other fairly well, despite never fighting on a regular basis!”

 

Riley: “In fact… if I recall correctly. They joined the SWF on the same date!”

 

Stevens: “That is true.”

 

Magnifico is right back at his feet and JD lunges at him. ELM dives right through his legs and pops up to his feet. JD spins around and catches a fist with his jaw. JD fires back with a right hand, but ELM sidesteps, pushes the arm away, and knees JD in the rib. He is promptly on the arm, grabbing a hold, and like a tire he spins. With the arm wrenched, ELM steps back and slap JD across the cheek. Jay Dawg’s eyes light up and he swings with a punch, but ELM prepares for it and ducks low. JD turns around and rushes for ELM but the sneaky luchadore is quick to hook his arm and throw him over while he falls back with a Mexican arm drag.

 

Stevens: “A bit of a wrestling lesson by Magnifico!”

 

Riley: “These two fight very similar yet very different styles! I mean, Jay dawg is clearly one for pain while ELM is for the air.”

 

Stevens: “Yet they both like to use their body to cause harm, and use technicality to transition it all!”

 

Jay Dawg sits straight up from the arm drag and is back at his feet, rushing for ELM. Maginifco sidesteps again and throws him with a normal arm drag. JD hits the mat hard but ELM hangs on, tightening his grip with an armbar. JD shakes his head in anger, not too thrilled that he is being schooled at the moment.

 

Stevens: “ELM is just so quick, your choice of offense is extremely dangerous to use because he knows so many unorthodox counters!”

 

ELM applies a bit of pressure with the armbar, but JD ignores the pain, slowly getting to his feet. ELM hangs on as JD pushes him into the ropes. The ref demands for a break and ELM let’s go, only to get a chop right across the chest!

 

Riley: “There’s a return for that slap!”

 

ELM pushes off the ropes and into a lockup, shoving Drazon back a few steps. The battle for control begins as they shove each other back and forth, around the ring. Jay Dawg shows the power advantage as he begins to get some momentum and shoves ELM into the corner. He steps back and pushes again, but Mag steps onto the second rope, pushing off and spins JD around, then shoves him into the corner. Mag drops down, leveraging as he begins to try and crush JD in the corner. The ref demands the break once more, and gets it. But this time, ELM hits the chop over Jay Dawg’s chest.

 

Stevens: “Simple psychology by both men. They are testing each other which is a priority in a match like this!”

 

JD responds to the chop the same way ELM did with another lockup, pushing the luchadore so he backs up halfway across the ring. JD tries to turn it into a headlock but ELM keeps the lockup tight. Suddenly, ELM begins to tumble and the two men fall to the mat, the lockup still intact. They roll to the ropes and to the outside! Somehow landing on their feet, they continue to push each other around and back toward the ring, and roll back inside the ring! JD breaks the lockup with ELM on the mat and gets him in a reverse chinlock. He lies back and places his feet over the ropes, getting some extra leverage.

 

Stevens: “Normally I would rant about Jay Dawg cheating here… but it’s clear he is just trying to toy with ELM’s mind. Letting him know he can do it anytime he wants!”

 

Riley: “How do you deal with that!”

 

Stevens: “You just develop the sixth sense for it… and believe me… Mag knows about it as much as many others.”

 

The ref kicks Jay Dawg’s legs away and the former hardcore champ only smiles as he pulls Mag up with the chinlock. ELM proceeds to spin out of the hold, his body under Jay Dawg’s arms, he grabs onto his hair and plants his head under his jaw, leaping in the air, no, JD holds him up and they lock up. Before ELM can strengthen the lockup, JD shoves him away and plants another chop across his chest. “WHOO!!” shouts the challenger and the crowd follows along. JD swings again, his hand like a knife, and chops it across Magnifico’s chest. “WHOO!!” shouts the crowd, not letting JD get to it.

 

Stevens: “Those are some deadly chops by the King of Hardcore!”

 

Riley: “I know! Remember the first time you were chopped, it still hurts as much now as it did then!”

 

Stevens: “Amen brutha!”

 

Finally, ELM fires back with a chop of his own type. “WHOO!!” JD retaliates with an overhead chop, “WHOO!!” connecting hard and leaving red over the chest of Magnifico. Mag swings with an underarm, connecting. “WHOO!!” ELM picks up the pace and swings once more, hitting JD with another chop. “WHOO!!” JD drops the chop match and grabs ELM by the arm, throwing him into the ropes. ELM leaps into the ropes, bouncing onto the second rope and springboards off of it, pivoting his body and kicks Jay Dawg in the chest with the springboard dropkick to a loud pop. JD stumbles into the ropes but bounces right off, and has his leg hooked into Magnifico’s as he is tripped to the mat with a drop toehold. ELM reaches for the crossface only to get an elbow to the face. JD rolls over onto his back and kicks ELM right in the face. ELM smiles at the blow and simply waves his finger at JD.

 

Stevens: “No way would ELM get that move in right now, but once again, the early on mindgames!”

 

Riley: “As if that Mexican slut can make Jay Dawg tap out!”

 

JD gets back to his feet, not taking his closed eyes off of Magnifico. JD makes a dash toward ELM, but the world champ sidesteps and shoves JD into the ropes, JD bounces off and comes back strong with a clothesline, but Magnifico ducks the blow and heads to the ropes himself. Magnifico rebounds off the ropes and is promptly scooped up by JD, tilt a whirled into the air but ELM shifts his weight and lands on his feet! JD grabs Magnifico and throws him into the corner. ELM slows down before reaching the corner and leaps to the second rope. JD rushes to squash ELM from behind, but the Mexican hops to the top rope and backflips right off of it. JD doesn’t have time to see Mag soar through the air, over his head, because he runs chest first into the corner. Magnifico lands on his feet and leaps back, arms touching the mat briefly before he lands on his feet with the backward handspring.

 

Stevens: “And El Luchadore Magnifico makes Jamie Drazon looks like a buffoon!”

 

Riley: “Bah!”

 

JD stumbles out of the corner, clutching his chest. He pivots to see Magnifico clutching his chest and shaking his head in “Ooh, that’s gotta hurt.” Jay Dawg makes the rush for ELM but he ducks down, as soon as JD taps his shoulder, he pushes upward, launching JD sky high into the air with a back body drop! JD hits the mat hard and sits right up, returning to vertical he rushes for ELM again but Magnifico shifts to the side and hip tosses JD. No, JD positions himself to land on his feet, and with the muscle on his side, pulls Mag into a rear waistlock and throws him over his head with a German suplex! However Magnifico rolls his body up like an egg, backflipping through and lands on his feet! JD rests shortly on the ropes, unaware that ELM didn’t land on his head and fold like the XFL. Magnifico takes two steps then leaps in the air, landing on the ropes right beside JD and springboards off, while upside down he waistlocks JD and tows him down with the sunset flip.

 

One…

 

JD rolls through, latching his legs around the left of Magnifico, he falls back with the crucifix leg scissors! Mag rolls over to his chest before any weight comes down on his knee, and JD only has the leg scissored up, not able to hyperextend it. Magnifico begins to crawl to the ropes as JD hangs onto his leg.

 

Stevens: “I guess Jay Dawg is trying to tell ELM that each time he goes for the Sangria, JD will go for the Dawg Trap!”

 

Riley: “Could we see a win by a submission!!?”

 

Stevens: “It’s quite possible!”

 

Magnifico grabs onto the bottom rope, pulling his arm to the middle, and is able to stand despite JD holding his leg. ELM somersaults backward and the hold is broken. ELM is on his feet and drops down onto JD with an elbow. The arm driven right into Jay Dawg’s mid-section, JD clutches in slight bits of agony as ELM is back on his feet, and gives JD a stomp in the face. ELM makes a bounce off the ropes and JD rolls away before ELM tries anything. JD stands up by the ropes and ELM makes the dash for the king of hardcore. JD back body drops Magnifico high into the air and presumes the luchadore for dead. El Lucho handsprings onto the top rope and with amazing agility, floats to his feet, landing on the apron. JD turns around to see ELM on his feet and swings hard with a left hand, but ELM grabs the arm and drops to the outside! As soon as ELM lands, he releases the arm, slingshotting the arm into the air.

 

Stevens: “And Magnifico pays a little tribute to the Deputy Commish!”

 

The people in the crowd envision an angry Suicide King and start to cheer out loud. JD holds onto his left arm, almost feeling like it was tore off. Magnifico slides into the ring and heads right for the arm, grabbing a hold and spinning quickly. The force of the arm wrench sends a sharp pain shooting through Jay Dawg’s arm. Magnifico holds on tight but turns it into a hammerlock. Despite the pain, JD relaxes and drops low, spinning and apply the hammerlock onto ELM. Magnifico quickly does the same, frustrating JD with the counter. JD tries once more, but ELM holds his leg in, and JD stomps the mat in anger.

 

Stevens: “JD seemed to relax since he knew the counter, but Mag quickly changed that!”

 

JD hooks his legs around Magnifico’s and drops to the mat, bring Mag down face first with a drop toehold. JD rolls forward and grabs onto the arm, but Magnifico gets to his knees before JD can apply the fujiwara armbar. JD releases the arm and gutwrenches ELM, rolling backward and presses him into the mat with a bridge. Magnifico shifts his shoulders, but JD keeps the bridge up, and finally, Magnifico lets his energy rebuild.

 

One…

 

But shoots his shoulders up once more and rolls away. JD keeps on the waistlock and rolls Magnifico forward, leaning down with an inverted bridge with his chest in Mag’s back, he presses his shoulders down.

 

One…

 

Again Magnifico kicks out. He presses up but JD hangs on and they get to their feet. JD wastes no time and lifts up not letting Mag backflip this time. He drives him into the mat with a German suplex and bridges up.

 

One…

 

Two…

 

Magnifico gets his shoulder up.

 

Stevens: “A nice German suplex gets JD a two count.”

 

Riley: “Magnifico had better watch out, because one of those suplexes can easily get the best of him.”

 

Stevens: “Agreed, you can see right there he took a longer breath to kick out.”

 

JD begins to tow Magnifico up off the mat and lifts with another German, but the ankles of ELM hook into the back of Jay Dawg’s kneecaps and he rolls forward. With Elm’s shoulders in the mat, JD doesn’t roll any further, instead stepping his leg into the left of ELM. He scissorlocks the leg and falls back but ELM rolls over, landing on JD and grabbing a hold of his leg. Magnifico sits onto Jay Dawg’s chest and pulls the leg back.

 

One…

 

Two…

 

JD kicks out, but ELM grabs onto his arm. He spins off the mat and slams the arm stiffly into the mat. JD reaches for ELM but the Mexican plants his knee firmly into Jay Dawg’s shoulder, keeping the leverage on his side. ELM hooks onto the arm and pulls JD to his feet. Out of the blue, JD sucker punches ELM in the jaw, breaking the hold. Before ELM can retaliate, JD kicks him in the gut, front facelock with his right arm; he falls to the mat, driving the champ’s face into it with the JD DDT. JD rolls Mag over and makes the cover.

 

One…

 

 

Two…

 

 

T… Mag kicks out.

 

Stevens: “The first remotely close call of the mat!”

 

JD pulls ELM off the mat, and into another facelock. JD lifts but ELM places his leg in between Jay Dawg’s. A forearm to the former hardcore champ’s solar plexus and a facelock for the world champ later, Magnifico snap suplexes Jay Dawg into the mat! ELM floats over with a cover.

 

One…

 

 

Two…

 

JD gets a shoulder up before the ref can come down for three.

 

Riley: “Go Jay Dawg! Go Jay Dawg!”

 

Stevens: “These men haven’t busted out their heavy duty offense yet! They seem to be countering each other quite well for something so late announced!”

 

Magnifico pops Jay Dawg with a punch and pulls him to his feet. Jay Dawg abruptly snaps his head up and with his knee, drives it into Magnifico’s chest. ELM doubles over and is instantly pulled into a headscissors. Jay Dawg hesitates as his left arm still aches, but he is still able to pull Magnifico off the mat and onto his shoulders. Instead of powerbombing him down, Magnifico flexes backward with a hurricanrana, but JD pulls him back up! Jay Dawg starts to run forward, straight for the other corner and dives through the air, slamming Magnifico down… but Magnifico snaps backward, flipping Jay Dawg over his head and driving him into the mat with a hurricanarana! Jay Dawg lands on the back of his shoulders and rebounds off the mat only to land on his lower back. Magnifico rolls over to his back then kipups to his feet to a big pop from the crowd.

 

Stevens: “Whoa! Did you see that counter by Magnifico!?”

 

Riley: “Jay Dawg will feel that in the morning!”

 

Jay Dawg doesn’t give himself any time to breathe, as he rolls outside, choosing to do so out there instead. He crawls on the mat catching his breath just enough so he can stand. He is unaware of Magnifico running to the ropes, leaping into the ropes away from him by the corner. Magnifico springboards off the second turnbuckles, pivots to the other set of ropes, and leaps over top of them…

 

-Jay Dawg finally looks up to find ELM, and spots a 190-pound anvil ready to crush him like on the cartoons…

 

-Mag extends his body to it’s fullest length, and drives his chest parallel into Jay Dawg’s. He folds his body around it as the force takes JD into the mat with a flying body press known as Crossing the Border. Magnifico crawls off of JD and rests on the mat, taking a breather himself. The audience isn’t taking the breather though, as they nearly take the roof off the building with their cheers.

 

“MAG IS GOD!!! MAG IS GOD!!!”

 

The ref stands on the inside, and judging by the crowd reaction, fears that he’ll be shot if he calls this a double count out, so he keeps his mouth shut.

 

“MAG IS GOD!!”

 

Stevens: “Listen to this ovation for El Luchadore Magnifico!”

 

Mag slowly starts to revive himself, pulling himself up, and Jay Dawg follows. Magnifico grabs the hometown villain but JD drives a knee into his gut. JD grabs the arm of Magnifico and throws him, no, Mag shifts his weight and Irish whips Jay Dawg, right into the ringpole! The smack that is heard is sickening, as people swear Jay Dawg just dislocated his shoulder. Jay Dawg grabs at his shoulder in obvious pain, stumbling around as he tries to relieve the pain. Facing the announce table, JD turns to his right, and rests himself on the guardrail. Magnifico sprints forward, running full force at Jay Dawg. Thinking fast, Jay Dawg resorts to the back body drop, sending Magnifico soaring over the guardrail and into the crowd with his left shoulder… immediately regretting it!

 

Stevens: “This battle looks to be going deep into the crowd and Jay Dawg has pretty much handicapped his shoulder!”

 

Jay Dawg rubs his shoulder, but lets the pain slide as he climbs onto the guardrail. With Magnifico lying on the cement, and security keeping the rowdy Vancouver fans away, JD turns around on the guardrail. He holds his arms up for a brief second, allowing Mag to get to his knees, and jumps off the guardrail! JD arches his spine backward and flips over, just as ELM gets to his feet, the weight of a 250-pound challenger moonsaulting onto him knocks him back down!

 

Riley: “Now it’s getting into Jay Dawg’s territory!”

 

Stevens: “And both men better be careful! Mag because Jay Dawg will eat him alive in hardcore area, but JD for if he goes too strong, he will get DQ’ed, whether the crowd likes it or not!”

 

JD pulls Mag up off the cement and holds him by the black hair, before hitting him with a scintillating right hand! Jay Dawg reaches back, grabbing the drink of one fan, which looks to be an ordinary soda but is sure to have been spiked with some sort of booze. Jay Dawg takes the paper cup and slams it into the forehead of Magnifico. The liquid splatters everywhere, and Magnifico licks a little bit off his chin, proving that there is some form of alcohol in there. Jay Dawg swings once more, hitting Mag with another right hand, which sends him tumbling backward over a chair.

 

Stevens: “Jay Dawg is bringing out all the stops!”

 

The fans being evacuated from the immediate premise as JD pushes Magnifico through the chairs and onto the isle. The two men exchange punches on their way through the isle, finally cutting short at the guardrail by the entrance ramp. Magnifico pops Jay Dawg in the face, and turns him to the guardrail. Magnifico makes a brief rush, and clotheslines Jay Dawg over the railing! Jay Dawg blocks landing on his head with his arms and roll back to the souls of his feet. Magnifico shows his agility and leaps to the guardrail, and jumps off half a second later, flipping forward and driving his back into Jay Dawg’s chest with a senton splash! Jay Dawg catches the luchadore and caves into the ramp.

 

Stevens: “And Magnifico shows Jay Dawg a cooler and more effective way of sacrificing his body!”

 

Around the two men lie the bitter remains of the Hell in a Cell. Small bits of pipe and cage meshing, but most noticeable of all, the door. Jay Dawg starts to stir as Magnifico gets to his feet. Unexpectedly JD stands up and grabs Mag by the chest, holding his arms around the world champ with a bearhug and throws the Mexican over his head with a belly to belly suplex! Magnifico crashes into the mat hard and has very ill intentions for the hardcore Canadian. Jay Dawg turns to his side and gets an eyeful of the cage door that was not taken away with the cell. He picks up the steel structure, and examines it briefly, before carrying it toward the ring. He lets it rest on the ring apron and turns back to Magnifico.

 

Stevens: “This is getting very borderline! The ref better call something!”

 

Jay Dawg pulls Magnifico to his feet and mercilessly throws him into the steel door resting on the ring apron! Magnifico bounces off the steel and right back into Jay Dawg’s grip. He pulls ELM by the back of the hair and tights, and throws him into the cage door once more! ELM doesn’t bounce off so gracefully this time as JD takes a few steps back. He rushes for ELM, diving forward but like any time a guy tries to do a spear when it’s not in their movelist… the other guy misses! ELM dodges and Jay Dawg goes into the steel door shoulder and head first!

 

Stevens: “That’s gotta hurt!”

 

Riley: “I wouldn’t doubt it! Jay Dawg’s shoulder has to be killing him now!”

 

The impact of Jay Dawg’s head hitting the door causes it to rock ever so slightly, then timber onto JD. The Dawgmeister grabs the door and tries to press it away from his face, but his shoulder bugs him too much. ELM looks at this for half a second before dropkicking the cage door into the face of Jay Dawg with the Spanish Conquestor! The audience pops out loud as Jay Dawg falls to the outside mat with the door right on top of him! Magnifico looks down at Jay Dawg, and his bloodshoot, alcohol fueled eyes begin to bulge out. The audience begins to roar as they see a side of Magnifico that only comes out every so often, as he viciously stares down at JD with the eyes of a murderer.

 

Stevens: “Uh oh! I’ve seen that look before… I can bet you this that Jay Dawg won’t like it one bit!”

 

Magnifico slowly climbs onto the ring apron, carefully looking back at JD as he patiently walks across to the opposite side. He looks out to the crowd, who chants out the four syllables of his last name.

 

“MAGG-NIFF-EE-CO!! MAGG-NIFF-EE-CO!!”

 

He scans every member of the audience; even the non-violent ones are cheering for him to do it. ELM takes another look down at JD, and takes a deep breath. The meshing completely engulfs the body of JD as it rests over top, the bars now on the mat beside him. Magnifico tightens his kneepads and runs forward along the ring apron…

 

-The audience takes a deep breath, all staying silent for Magnifico as he…

 

-Leaps off the ring apron, jumping forward, yet twists his body backward… flipping until he is upside down over top of JD…

 

-Every single ticketholder gasps fearing for the worst…

 

-and Mag tips over, his body comfortably floating down into the painful landing as he Mexican Pride Presses the steel door into the body of Jay Dawg! Magnifico stands to his knees and grabs at his chest and the audience loves every second of it!

 

“MAG IS GOD!!! MAG IS GOD!!!”

 

Stevens: “OH MY LORD!! What a maneuver by El Luchadore Magnifico!”

 

Riley: “What a crazy Mexican whore!”

 

Stevens: “The Mexican Pride Press is so jaw dropping as is, to see Mag do it while running and into an object like that is just truly remarkable!”

 

The ref again keeps away from the DQ but demands that Magnifico bring the battle back into the ring. Mag obliges and pulls the cage door off of JD and throws it off to the side. He grabs Jay Dawg by the back of the hair, towing him to his feet and rolls him into the mat. Tiny drips of blood come from the forehead of JD, mixed with the large amount of sweat covering him. Magnifico takes a look at JD, as the hardcore champion lies down, he climbs the turnbuckles. Jay Dawg pops up and runs for the corner, leaping to the second turnbuckle, he grabs ELM with a waistlock, and gets an elbow right in the forehead! JD loosens his grip and ELM jumps off the top rope, sunset flip over top of Jay Dawg and pulls him directly into the mat with the Tequila Sunrise powerbomb! Jay Dawg’s head rebounds off the mat to a loud cheer as ELM hooks the leg and makes a cover.

 

ONE…

 

 

TWO…

 

 

TH… NO!! Jay Dawg kicks out and coughs in pain.

 

Stevens: “And a close call by El Luchadore Magnifico!”

 

ELM slaps his hands a few more times, looking at the ref. The ref sticks to his judgment and ELM just nods. He looks down at JD and pulls him off the mat. JD explodes with a forearm into Mag’s chest and swiftly pulls ELM into a standing headscissors and crosses his arms over his throat. Magnifico drops to his knees, not letting JD even attempt it. Jay Dawg releases the cross arm and throws Mag into the ropes. ELM ricochets off the cables and into Jay Dawg who lifts him with a Mexican armdrag… but lets Magnifico fall back to his feet and clutches his arm!

 

Stevens: “Magnifico dodged the JD’s Revenge, so Jay Dawg went for his brainbuster, but couldn’t pull it off!”

 

Jay Dawg desperately clutches at his shoulder, doing his best to shake off any pain, but ELM hooks onto it, getting back to back. ELM guides himself to the corner, but JD stops short, despite the pain in his arm; he makes himself dead weight for Magnifico. He pushes Mag back so he is near the ropes, then repositions the backslide, with JD controlling it, he drops to his knees. JD slides Magnifico down his back and bridges his feet up with the backslide, the oblivious ref makes the count despite 40,000 fans telling him what is going on…

 

 

 

ONE…

 

 

 

Stevens: “Don’t let it end like this!”

 

 

 

TWO…

 

 

 

Riley: “New champion!”

 

 

 

THRE…NO!! ELM gets his shoulder barely off the mat but it’s enough to make the fans go wild! Magnifico rolls backward to his feet and pops JD with a punch to the face. Jay Dawg fires back with a punch of his own, knocking ELM back a few steps. JD taps his foot and thrusts it forward, but ELM catches the leg, spinning it aside, and kicks Jay Dawg in the ass, knocking him into the ropes. Jay Dawg bounces back hard and ELM scissorlocks his ankle and drops him with a drop toehold! Jay Dawg’s face bounces off the mat and on the bounce, ELM catches the head and the arm with the Sangria stretch!

 

Stevens: “Well it’s time to see if Jay Dawg will tap out, sir Riles.”

 

Riley: “I’m telling yah, he won’t give up, but it’s probably best that he makes it to the ropes in say ten seconds!”

 

Fortunately for JD, the ropes are extremely close and JD claws for them. Magnifico pulls on the hold, but looks at JD getting closer and closer to the ropes. He shakes his head and pulls tighter on the hold but Jay Dawg’s fingernails are now touching the ropes. The ref gets ready as Jay Dawg opens his grip, and clutches onto the bottom rope! Mag releases as JD hangs onto the ropes, exasperated. Mag gets to his feet and drops an elbow over Jay Dawg’s rib once more, softening up the hardcore king

 

Riley: “I told yah!”

 

Stevens: “ELM is going to have to apply that in the center of the ring if he wants this win by tap out!”

 

JD uses the ropes as the walking stick for his journey to his feet. Magnifico grabs him by the weakened arm and pulls him off the ropes, but JD lands in front of him and grabs him by the head, in a ¾ nelson facelock, and drops him to the mat with the Perfect Pain! Magnifico lands facefirst, grabbing at his face before he rolls onto his back. Jay Dawg sits straight up, letting his eyes open only to let the pupils roll deep into his head. The audience looks on in shock as JD grins maliciously, letting himself fall back on top of ELM and rests for the pin.

 

Stevens: “The Perfect Pain! Jay Dawg just resorted to his buddy’s finisher! Magnifico couldn’t have saw that coming!”

 

ONE…

 

 

Stevens: “This isn’t good!”

 

 

TWO…

 

 

 

The jaws drop in all the audience as they fear for the worst.

 

 

 

 

THRE…NO!! Magnifico gets his shoulder up and the crowd loves it! Jay Dawg sits off of ELM and grabs his hair, wiping away the beads of sweat that is falling from him. He pulls Mag up and tosses him into the ropes, a bounce back by the Midnight Carnival member and JD thrusts out his leg for the Thai roundhouse. Mag ducks the blow, hooks onto Jay Dawg’s arm, getting back to back; he spikes JD up in the air and slams his neck down into the mat with the Encore Cross! The audience cheers out loud at Magnifico’s ability to adapt and continue to do so as he makes the cover.

 

ONE…

 

 

 

Stevens: “Magnifico kicked out of the Perfect Pain, can Jay Dawg kick out of the Encore Cross!?”

 

 

 

TWO…

 

 

 

Riley: “Come on Jay Dawg!”

 

 

 

 

 

THRE… NO!!! Jay Dawg gets his shoulder up with mere milliseconds to spare!

 

Stevens: “And the Magnifico version of the Encore Cross isn’t quite enough to put Jay Dawg away!”

 

Mag shakes his head, shocked that Jay Dawg kicked out of the move. The crowd starts to get behind Magnifico as he debates on what to do, finally taking a look toward the ropes. Mag trots toward the ropes and hops onto the top turnbuckle. Jay Dawg slowly gets to his feet, and Magnifico leaps off the top rope, landing on top of JD, spinning 180 degrees, and tows him to the mat with the super hurricanrana! Mag sits over top of JD, hooking both the legs and lets his head rest, hoping for the pin here.

 

ONE…

 

 

 

 

TWO…

 

 

 

 

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NO!!! Jay Dawg kicks out strong enough to knock Mag off of him.

 

Stevens: “Mag is getting so close he can almost taste it!”

 

Riley: “He best get a taste, because he won’t get the whole meal, BONG!!”

 

Magnifico rests on his hands and knees, looking up at the ceiling, where the cell used to hang just under an hour ago. The sweat pouring off him, Magnifico shakes his head. He finally thinks of something and gets to his feet, he points a finger at Mark Stevens at the announce table.

 

Stevens: “Oh god! Is Magnifico going to try what I think he is going to try!”

 

Magnifico pulls Jay Dawg into a standing headscissors and underhooks both of his arms. Stevens give Magnifico a nod from the announce table, and the world champ leaps in the air, and drops to his knees with the Walk Off! Magnifico exhales in relief, hitting one of the most dominating finishing moves in the history of the SWF, and rolls Jay Dawg over. Claps and cheers are heard for Magnifico as he sits up to his knees. The crowd begins to cheer as Magnifico rolls Jay Dawg over, and the crowd has to count along.

 

“ONE!!”

 

 

ONE…

 

 

 

 

 

 

“TWO!!”

 

 

TWO…

 

 

 

 

 

 

“T”

 

T

 

“H”

 

H

 

“R”

 

R

 

“E”

 

E

 

“E”

 

E

 

 

 

!!

 

And Jay Dawg gets his shoulders a bare millimeter off the mat! The audience can’t help but applaud the resiliency of Jay Dawg… all but the two men in the ring are ecstatic.

 

Stevens: “OH MY GOD!!! Jay Dawg must want this more then anyone! These two have put each other through hell!”

 

Riley: “I don’t think I’ve seen anyone kick out of a Walk Off!”

 

Magnifico grabs at his hair as Jay Dawg somehow rolls over, coughing out, and his muscles in spasms. Mag rests on his knees, almost running out of moves to do. The Genesis Main event and he has gone through his arsenal, taken all of Drazon’s… he grabs at his hair, shaking his head.

 

Stevens: “The Genesis Main Event! It’s time to raise the bar to one more level!”

 

Riley: “Magnifico knows this… and you can bet that Jay Dawg does as well!”

 

Magnifico looks up in the air once more, slowly getting to his feet. His body begins to tremble, anger arises through him. He looks down at the limp carcass of JD, and lets him do it. Jay Dawg sits up! The hardcore Canadian gets to his feet and Magnifico shoots his leg out for a kick, but Jay Dawg blocks with his right arm. Jay Dawg’s eyes suddenly open, and Magnifico looks on in fear as JD spins the ankle away and yanks ELM into an inverted facelock! The crowd looks on in puzzlement as JD lets his sadistic side show for the match, grabbing the tights of Magnifico and pulls him up off the mat and onto his shoulders!!

 

Stevens: “OH NO!!! OH NO!!!”

 

RILEY: “THUGG PASSION!!!!!!!!”

 

With Riley being the only one marking and the rest booing loudly, Jay Dawg starts to push ELM up into the air! But the weight on his left arm caves in! Magnifico begins to timber down but Jay Dawg catches onto his body, and sits out with the inverted piledriver! ELM’s body caves in as the piledriver crushes him and JD looks down at him, coldly looking through him.

 

Stevens: “OH MY GOD!!! Jay Dawg looked to go for the Thugg Passion, a sick tribute to the great HVille Thugg, but it caved in, and he hit that deadly piledriver instead!”

 

Jay Dawg looks down at Magnifico, and pulls him inward, hooking his leg tight despite being by the ropes…

 

 

ONE…

 

 

 

 

 

TWO…

 

 

 

 

 

T

 

H

 

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NO!! ELM gets his foot barely onto the bottom rope! The crowd goes wild cheering for their favourite and completely legal immigrant! Jay Dawg yanks the leg of Magnifico off the ropes and drags the body into the center of the ring and once again makes the cover.

 

ONE…

 

 

 

TWO…

 

 

 

T

 

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NO!! Magnifico gets a shoulder up this time! The crowd of course loves every second of it!

 

Stevens: “Magnifico got out the first time out of instinct, that second time out of sheer endurance!”

 

Jay Dawg gets to his feet and plants his foot into Magnifico’s chin, stomping him two more times. Jay Dawg turns to the corner and slowly climbs up. He looks down at Magnifico and slashes his thumb across his throat. The crowd begins to boo as Jay Dawg leaps off the top rope, soaring through the air, spreading his arms as he guides his forehead straight for Magnifico…

 

-Connecting facefirst with the mat as Magnifico dodges the blow!

 

Stevens: “And the battle shall keep going!”

 

Jay Dawg bounce off the mat, stands up for a half second, spins around and lands on his back. The ref looks down at the two men not moving, and feels now is a safe time to motivate them.

 

“ONE!!”

 

“TWO!!”

 

“THREE!!”

 

“FOUR!!”

 

Stevens: “The ref is going to count these men out!”

 

Riley: “Not even I want to see this ending! Mind your own damn business ref!”

 

“FIVE!!”

 

“SIX!!”

 

“SEVEN!!”

 

“EIGHT!!”

 

Magnifico rolls onto his chest and gets to his hands and knees. Jay Dawg lies still…

 

“NINE!!”

 

Mag stands on his knees and Jay Dawg sits up, his eyes rolling into the back of his head! The ref smiles as both men get to their feet, Magnifico a hair quicker then Jay Dawg. That doesn’t stop JD from diving at Magnifico, ready to tackle him, but once again, Magnifico trips him to the mat with a drop toehold… Jay Dawg fears for the worst as his jaw hits the mat and bounces up… right into the clutches of El Luchadore Magnifico! Mag hooks onto the arm while he is at it and starts to maliciously yank in the center of the ring!

 

“ARRRGH!!! AHHHHH!!!” Jay Dawg screams in pain as Mag mercilessly pulls.

 

Stevens: “The Sangria Stretch in the center of the ring!”

 

Riley: “Come on Jay Dawg! Fight it!”

 

Magnifico continues to pull, the tricep muscles flexing hardcore as the veins in Jay Dawg’s forehead begin to show. “ARRRGH!!!” Jay Dawg smashes his hand into the mat twice, and then changes his mind.

 

Stevens: “Jay Dawg just about tapped out right there!”

 

He grits his teeth, and slaps the mat two more times. He lets himself rest down, despite Mag pulling on his head…

 

Stevens: “Oh my god! I think Jay Dawg wanted to tap out, yet he passed out instead!”

 

Riley: “He will never tap out I tell yah!”

 

The ref checks on Jay Dawg and suddenly he wakes up, clawing into the mat, he pulls forward. Jay Dawg claws and crawls closer and closer to the ropes, a foot away… 10 inches… 6 inches… 2 inches… and Magnifico pulls back on the crossface! Jay Dawg’s arm raises into the air and the crowd is disgusted as he drops his arm onto the bottom rope.

 

Stevens: “Jay Dawg fought through it! I don’t believe it!”

 

Riley: “What does it take to kill these crazy bastards!?”

 

Magnifico hangs onto the hold, his crazed look beginning to pierce it’s way into the minds of many fans. Jay Dawg screams out in pain, slapping the ropes with his spare hand while Magnifico refuses to let go. Finally the ref threatens to disqualify him, and the human side of Magnifico shows, and he lets go of the hold. Jay Dawg clutches on the bottom rope, hugging it as Magnifico grabs his legs and pulls him off the ropes.

 

Stevens: “This battle ain’t over yet, and Magnifico is going to end it if he can!”

 

Magnifico pulls JD into him, but gets a boot to the gut. Jay Dawg pulls Magnifico into another inverted facelock, but this time spins the world champ into a ¾ nelson facelock. Magnifico pushes Jay Dawg away and catches onto his shoulder, he spins it hard with an arm wrench and pulls JD into him, jumps up and slams him down with the Montezuma’s Revenge! Jay Dawg timbers backward and Magnifico looks down from his knees. He places his hands on his hips, he gets to his feet. He places his hands to his mouth…

 

“VIVA LAS CANADA!!!”

 

And the crowd eats up the cheap pop, as Jay Dawg lies limp in the center of the ring. Magnifico leaps to the top rope. Turning around he crouches as he scouts how far Jay Dawg is away. El Luchadore Magnifico absorbs the deafening ovation before jumping off the top rope, flying forward yet leaping backward… his body floating over… to the most annoying part any high flyer can face…

 

 

-The raised knees.

 

Magnifico’s chest crushes as Jay Dawg shakes off his knees. The eyes bulge out, the air long gone. Jay Dawg pounces to his feet and leaps into the air. Magnifico can’t even move, as that would require air. Jay Dawg spins around, thrusting his leg out and kicks Magnifico in the face with the Thai Roundhouse kick! The impact sends Magnifico in the air and spinning around before crashing onto the mat. Jay Dawg looks down at Magnifico and passes out over top of him, placing his arms on his chest, and letting his hair snap back.

 

ONE…

 

 

 

 

TWO…

 

 

 

T

 

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NO!!! Once more, El Luchadore Magnifico kicks out! Jay Dawg looks down, shocked that Mag has this much resilience.

 

Stevens: “Jesus christ! That roundhouse is one of the deadliest kicks out there and Magnifico kicked out despite having no air in him!”

 

Jay Dawg can’t believe his luck and starts to hammer the mat with his fist. He bounces to his feet, and begins to stomp along the mat. Taunting Magnifico to get to his feet, waving his arm for Mag to move. Jay Dawg backs away to the corner, waiting for ELM to get up. Jay Dawg begins to stomp the mat with his right foot, holding the ropes with his hands.

 

Stevens: “If Jay Dawg hits this again, it is all over!”

 

Magnifico gets closer to his feet, and the stomps become more spaced, with more impact into the mat. Jay Dawg stomps some more and Magnifico is nearly at his feet. Jay Dawg stomps once, Mag gets to one foot, twice, the other foot… and Jay Dawg thrusts forward, throwing out the annihilating Thai roundhouse kick! But ELM ducks! Jay Dawg lets his leg swing around and pivots to see ELM’s size 12 foot kick him in the face with a superkick! The blow knocks JD backward and lets him stagger around on his feet. Magnifico begins to stomp on both feet, much like JD, taunting him to show some signs of consciousness.

 

Stevens: “Magnifico is looking to end this! What a match this has been!”

 

Jay Dawg turns to face Magnifico although a little out of it. Mag ducks behind him so they are back to back and hooks onto both of his arms… the crowd goes insane as Magnifico runs to the corner, stepping up to the second rope, then the third. Suddenly, Jay Dawg drops short, and takes out Magnifico’s balance! Magnifico lands ass first on the top turnbuckle and Jay Dawg crosses the arms of Magnifico over his throat, and into a Canadian backbreaker rack! JD pulls Magnifico off the ropes and runs forward…

 

-The audiences jaw drops as Jay Dawg throws Magnifico off his shoulder…

 

-Magnifico lies limp as his body is hurled over Jay Dawg’s shoulder and now parallel with the mat…

 

-JD lands on his knees, viciously slamming Magnifico’s head, throat and chest into the mat with the JD’s Revenge!

 

The faith in the audience drops.

 

Jay Dawg’s grin rises.

 

Magnifico lies still on his chest, not even enough energy to roll his arms away from his throat.

 

Stevens is silent.

 

Riley is silent.

 

The ref looks down in fear.

 

Jay Dawg rolls Magnifico over and makes the cover, hooking the leg, his eyes beaming out insanity.

 

 

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Rammstein’s “Du Haste” cranks over the speakers and the audience doesn’t know what to think yet. Funyon grabs onto the microphone and looks down in shock…

 

Funyon: “The winner of the match, and YOUR NEW SWF HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!! JAMIE DRAZON!!!”

 

With the fact that Funyon just made it official… the audience snaps out of it and begins to boo out loud! Jay Dawg lets the ref raise his arm and the crowd continues to boo like madmen. Condiments such as popcorn and sodas are thrown into the ring. Jay Dawg grabs at his arm breathing out in pain as the ref hands him the World Title.

 

Stevens: “Oh my god! Jay dawg just pinned Magnifico cleanly in the center of the ring and is the new SWF World Champion!”

 

Riley: “I knew he could do it! Wahoo!”

 

Stevens: “This is unbelieveable folks… but something tells me this will be a very long month!”

 

The beats of Du Haste rumble the arena even more as the crowd continues to go insane. Jay Dawg stands on the second turnbuckle and raises the title with the one arm and holds his sore arm up anyway. His menacing eyes look into the crowd and sickenly into the camera.

 

Stevens: “I still can’t believe it! Jay Dawg is our New World champion!”

 

Riley: “What a year this guy has had!”

 

Jay Dawg drops off the turnbuckles but keeps the title raised, letting his eyes roll into the back of his head. He drops the title over his shoulder and once more holds the title over his head.

 

Stevens: “Well there you have it folks! Our new SWF World Champion! We’ll see all what happens on Storm, but I guarantee you that ELM is going to get a rematch and soon!”

 

Jay Dawg takes a look at the camera once more and rolls his eyes back, and with that final image, the camera cuts away, leaving replays of the show and the SWF Trademark logo.