Losing Match Thread

[Guest Goodear]

Well that was the most memorable Title run of all time. So this makes me 0-4 against Danny which is REALLY FUCKING DEPRESSING since I thought the matches were just about my best work ever. So... I don't know how much longer Ejiro is going to be sticking around anymore. Maybe I'll up with something else... Meh.

 

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“Welcome back,” smiles The Cyclone Comet as the SWF returns from its final commercial break of the evening. “This next contest, I am sure all you fans have been waiting on for weeks now as the New World Champion Citizen Rule makes his first and possibly last title defense against the man called Danny Williams.”

 

Calling into his headset, Bobby Riley grabs the ball away from the stunned super hero as he takes a breath. “I’m sure that is just what Mark Stevens would want us all to think. But the commissioner just has not been able to derail the New World Champion one little bit up until now. So what does Stevens do? He pulls out a designated hitter in Danny Williams.”

 

“While I do not believe that Stevens has any real gripe against Citizen Rule, I do have to admit that the World Champion has been dumped into the fire his first time out. He has put in the ring with a man he has not yet been able to defeat in singles competition despite having three close matches.”

 

“Yes, Ejiro is the underdog here,” admits Riley with a sigh but he quickly bubbles up a bit, “but the question is not can Ejiro beat Danny… its if Danny can beat Ejiro. We’ve seen Fasaki work for a tie before to protect the United States title, he might just do the same here against Danny Williams with the World gold on the line.”

 

“This next contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the SWF World Heavyweight Championship!” booms the mighty voice of Funyon as the crowd immediately begins to buzz for just a moment.

 

But almost instantly, knowing what they about to see, the crowd has already picked their favorite for this contest. And they let that fact be known with a thunderous chant of … “DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E!” that rocks the arena to its very foundation.

 

“Introducing first… the champion…”

 

Mildly stunned by the announcement, the crowd downshifts a bit as a singular word flashes across the SmarkTron.

 

RULE!

 

POPPOPPOPPOPPOPPOPPOPPOPPOPPOPPOPPOPPOPPOPPOP!

 

“FU FASAKI! FU FASAKI! FU FASAKI!”

 

Stepping through the curtain comes a man decked out head to toe in three golden straps that all signify that he is the best in the World at the moment. With both tag team titles over his shoulders and the biggest prize of them all around his waist. Ejiro Fasaki stands regally at the top of the stage. Looking out to the crowd with a look that clearly tells them all that they are not in his league, Rule barely even acknowledges their boos and catcalls as he slowly but surely makes his way down the aisle and through the ropes. Inside the squared circle, Fasaki places both tag team straps in his hands as he climbs to the middle rope and raises them both up into the heavens. Stepping off the ropes, Ejiro begins the long process of unfastening titles and handing them over to the referee as Funyon continues with his announcements.

 

“Weighing in tonight at 210 pounds and hailing from Sarasota, Florida. He is one half of the current reigning World Tag Team Champions Justice and Rule and the NEW SWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION. He is THE RULLLLLLLLLLLLLE EJIROOOOOOOOOOOO FASAKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!”

 

Standing there, The World Champion raises his hands up in the air yet again only to feel the ire of the crowd continue to bear down on him despite not actually doing anything yet. But his mind is on other matters, quite frankly how to avoid any of the three moves that Danny Williams has bested him with on previous occasions: the cross kneebreaker, the powerbomb and the Buffalo sleeper.

 

“Very unusual to see a champion enter the ring first,” notes The Cyclone Comet. “Most of the time, champions enter the ring second in an attempt to intimidate their opponents. But Ejiro Fasaki, backstage, demanded that he get the first entrance here tonight against Danny Williams. Is he setting himself up, Bobby?”

 

“Hell no,” barks the Homo Hammer. “According to all my sources, Ejiro just knows that he’s the underdog coming in here and wanted to get himself into that upset mindset immediately. He has to treat this match as though his entire professional life is on the line, because it is. To lose the title he worked so hard for so quickly would damn near be wrestling suicide. No one wants to be the next Tommy Rich.”

 

“And the challenger…”

 

“DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E!”

 

“From Louisville, Kentucky and weighing in at 243 pounds. He is the leader of the UNHOLY TRINITY! THIS IS DANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNY WILLIAMSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!”

 

Stepping through the fog in the entranceway charges the man who might just be the meanest man on the face of God’s green earth. Pulling off his Unholy Trinity tank top as he stomps to the ring, Danny tosses the item away as he is mere feet, mere moments away from finally getting his hands on the World Championship for the first time in his illustrious career. Danny knows that Ejiro managed to leapfrog him and take the title belt away from Tom Flesher before Williams managed to break through in his own attempts at the gold, despite the fact that Danny has beaten Ejiro so many times before. And that thought, just like most thoughts that go through Danny’s skull makes the Unholy Trinity leader damn near furious. Bull rushing ahead, Danny leaps up to the ring apron and onto one knee only to find the World Champion already there with a knee of his own!

 

BAM!

 

Cracking into the side of Danny’s cranium with a knee, Ejiro drives the challenger right off the apron and backward to the harsh concrete below! Hitting the floor with his feet still underneath him for the most part, Williams manages to avoid taking a complete Nestea plunge but still stumbles backward until his shoulders smash backward into the ringside barricade. Immediately stepping in between Ejiro and the outside of the ring, referee Mathew Kivell gives Fasaki a complete run down as the announcers yelp into their microphones.

 

“And that is why Citizen Rule wanted to be in the ring first,” admits the now stymied Cyclone Comet. “He was waiting to get the first shot of this match in!”

 

“Hey,” interjects Bobby Riley, “Ejiro has been in the ring with Danny enough times to know that he can’t out power Danny, out strike Danny, or even out wrestle the man. So when you’re outgunned, there’s only one thing to do and that is take each and every inch that you can… and that’s just what Fasaki is doing!”

 

Bushing past the outraged official, Ejiro leaps through the middle rope to further punish his challenger. Grabbing the staggered Williams by his long black hair, Ejiro thrusts his foe back into the guardrail yet again in order to further devastate his opponent. Almost helpless in the ring until the match starts, Kivell would prefer to have both men in the ring to officially start the contest but nonetheless calls for the bell so he can exert some actual authority in this contest.

 

DING! DING!

 

Hearing the ding of the bell and still being able to differentiate it from the other ones in his head, Danny Williams almost immediately surges forward in order to get himself into the ring where he can actually win the World Title. But the champion has other plans, which seem to include keeping the fight on the outside. Battering Danny behind the head as the member of the Unholy Trinity moves forward, Ejiro causes the larger man to slump against the ring apron as the referee begins to count both men out of the contest. Seemingly having no issue with that conclusion, Ejiro pulls Danny away from the ring a few feet and looks to send the challenger flying across the ringside area with an Irish whip.

 

CRASH!

 

BUT DANNY REVERSES THE WHIP!

 

Slamming into the rail full force in a tumble, Ejiro ends up laid out on the side of the ring as Danny just barely manages to keep his feet. Stumbling a bit though seems to help the cause as the challenger soon notices just how high the count of the referee has gotten.

 

SEVEN!

 

EIGHT!

 

Ducking underneath the bottom rope, Danny rolls into the ring with two seconds to spare. Knowing now that Ejiro is seemingly content with mere survival rather than actually winning the contest, Danny makes sure that the referee counts no further before going back on the attack. Standing up and moving the referee almost with the pure meanness in his eyes, Danny creates the space and time he needs in order to press the attack on Fasaki without worrying about a disqualification at this juncture. Heading out to the apron once again, Danny eyes up the World Champion as he struggles to find his feet on the concrete. But Ejiro is not meant to be on his feet for long as Williams storms down the apron and takes a leap at Rule with his elbow fully extended!

 

BOOM!

 

Smashing the World Champion into timber with a huge elbow across the chest, Danny knocks Fasaki down to the concrete while taking the landing on his knees. Seemingly not bothered by the impact of the touch down, Danny rises to his feet almost immediately and immediately picks the remains of Rule off the concrete. Pulling Ejiro over, Danny almost casually tosses the World Champion underneath the bottom rope and crawls right into the ring after him.

 

“And finally both Citizens find their way into the ring,” sighs The Cyclone as Danny rises to his full height in the ring. “Do you really think that Citizen Rule would have taken the double count out just to walk out of here with the belt?”

 

“I think Ejiro Fasaki would stab me in the face in order to get a better dryer at the Laundromat,” moans Bobby Riley. “To be the champion at all costs is the code he lives by. He’s got the belt now and its going to take an act of war to pry it loose.”

 

Backing away with a hand in the air, Ejiro begs for mercy from the merciless Unholy Trinity. Backing off as far as he can, Ejiro finds himself trapped in a corner with the massive Danny Williams only a few feet away. But it is Fasaki who surprisingly closes that gap first as he flashes out with a quick thumb to the eye that catches Danny almost in middle of a step. Snatching the challenger around the head, Ejiro quickly pivots around to send Danny’s head into the top turnbuckle. Quickly trying to keep the advantage while he has it for the moment, Ejiro sends Danny across the ring with an Irish whip. Quickly charging across the ring, Fasaki leaps high into the air and drives his knee square into the chest of the determined challenger. Slumping to the mat, Williams lands right on his face as Ejiro looks out to the crowd with a smile plastered wide across his lips. Then bringing his legs underneath him, Fasaki does the thing he loves more than anything else, toss the crowd a lovely military salute.

 

“FU FASAKI! FU FASAKI! FU FASAKI! FU FASAKI! FU FASAKI!” chants the entire United Center as Ejiro simply laughs off the ire of the crowd.

 

“This is the wrong move at the wrong time,” admonishes The Cyclone Comet. “Citizen Williams can take about fifteen times that amount of punishment and keep coming back but Citizen Rule just wants to play to the crowd. I’ll never understand how he can be so scared one moment and so arrogant the next.”

 

“Oh please, Ejiro isn’t scared of anything except Diet Vanilla Coke. All that begging and pleading and crying stuff is just his way of looking for an opening. You don’t see him running out of the ring now do you?”

 

No we do not Bobby, as Ejiro finally presses his attack on the rising Danny Williams with a hard boot that hits the challenger across the forehead. Dropping down to all fours once again, Danny is in less of a position to counter now as Fasaki snatches his foe around the head with a front facelock and looks to pulls Danny all the way back up to a vertical base. Finally up where he wants him, Ejiro puts Danny’s left arm up and over his shoulder in what looks to be a vertical suplex. But as Rule pulls Williams up, the challenger throws with legs out wide in order to sandbag his way out of the throw. Struggling with all his might, Ejiro can seemingly just not negotiate Danny’s 243 pounds at this juncture and finally just drops Danny right back down on his feet. Releasing the front facelock, Ejiro instead pops Danny across the eye with a right hand only to be met with a swift and terrible revenge.

 

KRACK!

 

“ELBOW TO THE FACE!”

 

Knocked to the mat as though Danny just shot him in the face, Ejiro crashes to the canvas for just a moment before the challenger settles down on his and looks to put this match away in a surprising shocking pin!

 

ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

 

TWOOOOOOOOOOO!

 

TWO AND A TENTH!

 

Kicking out just after the referee’s hand hit the mat for the second time, Fasaki immediately sits up in place as Danny climbs up to his vertical base. Almost seizing control in an instant, Danny snags the World Champion by the hair while keeping Fasaki down on the canvas. Pushing Ejiro’s head forward, Danny reels off a snapping punt kick that causes everyone in the arena to actually sympathize with Ejiro for a moment before remembering what a prick he is. Wracked by a spasm of pain, Ejiro tries extremely hard to roll away from the grip of the man once known as ‘Deathwish’ only to find that the lock on his hair has not let up at all. Instead finding himself on his chest, Ejiro feels his neck being cranked back for just a moment before Williams shatters his face with another punting kick!

 

“DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E!” roars the Chicago crowd as Danny whips another kick into Ejiro’s face before simply slamming Ejiro’s face into the canvas with all the compassion of a Republican.

 

Grabbing his features in order to count just how noses he has now, Ejiro rolls over onto his back in order to avoid any more kicks. He instead finds that he has a new problem as Danny jams down on his face with a hard knee that further adds to the future business at Tom’s Rhinoplasty. Actually sort of bored with this mauling, Danny finally pulls Ejiro up to a vertical base before dipping as low as he can before burying Fasaki dead in the center of the canvas with a tremendous body slam.

 

“You have to think this is what Ejiro was scared off coming into the match,” notes The Cyclone Comet. “Danny has him under control in the middle of the ring and Ejiro can do nothing about it other than try to weather the storm.”

 

“The problem Ejiro has is that Danny controls the offense in the same way that Ejiro does, with a lot of low risk maneuvers designed to wear the other guy out. The problem for Fasaki here is that Danny can wear him down a whole heck of a lot faster than vice versa.”

 

Dropping a knee once again down on the downed World Champion causes Ejiro to once again sit up on the canvas and in perfect position for another kick to the spine. Rolling away from the impact, the World Champion finally manages to create some distance as he rolls his way across the ring and closer to the ring ropes. But Danny is not about to just let his prey escape with so much on the line. Grabbing the champ by the hair, Danny pulls Ejiro up vertical again and leans the staggered Rule against the top rope where Danny can tee off!

 

FORE!

 

CRACK!

 

BLASTING Fasaki with an elbow that would knock HVT on his ass, Danny watches with a tiny smile as the World Champion waffles against the top rope out on his feet.

 

CRACK!

 

Another elbow plows into Ejiro’s face as Danny’s smile grows a little more to the point that it would actually be visible to the naked eye. But still Ejiro is not on the canvas as he hangs off the top rope with all the life signs of Steven Wright. Lifting a finger tot he crowd, Danny seems to think that it will take just one more shot to but Fasaki down and out once and for all. Stepping back into the center a bit more than he did a moment ago, Danny turns on his outside foot and knocks Fasaki right throw the middle rope with his rolling elbow!

 

CRACK!

 

 

 

 

 

“FUCK!”

 

But it is DANNY who takes the worst of it! Even as Fasaki lands on the ring apron, Williams drops down to a knee in the middle of the ring clutching at his most devastating weapon. Holding the point of his elbow close to his body, Danny cautiously bends the joint as referee Kivell immediately drops down next to Williams in order to see if the wrestler is seriously injured. Of course, this is not lost on our intrepid announce team.

 

“Oh this is not good,” mumbles The Cyclone Comet as Danny continues to try and move his arm under what is obviously severe pain. “It looks to me as though Citizen Williams misjudged the distance of his elbow or something and might have damaged his own elbow against Citizen Rule’s coconut.”

 

“It wouldn’t be the first time such a thing has happened,” mentions Bobby Riley in a surprising degree of Japanese wrestling acumen. “Who can forget when Kawada broke his own arm with a backhand against Misawa and still went on to win the match? Of course, Misawa is no Ejiro Fasaki.”

 

“Uh huh,” sighs The Cyclone Comet as Danny slowly rises up to his feet and slightly shoves Matthew Kivell aside to show not just the referee but everyone in the world that he is not out of this match yet.

 

Using his left arm, Danny grabs the still stunned Ejiro by the hair and pulls the Champion up to a vertical position. Pushing him back against the rope, Danny still has enough power in his body to send Rule across the ring with a whip. Ducking his head for a backdrop, Danny looks to send Ejiro up and over with a backdrop only to have the champion defend the move with the leapfrog. Continuing to run almost by shear instinct, Fasaki pops into the ropes once again only to turn into the charging body of the challenger!

 

WHAM!

 

“LARIATOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” calls out The Comet! “But Danny hurt himself as well!”

 

“He tossed that lariat with his right hand on instinct and his elbow couldn’t take it!”

 

Still hitting with enough force to knock Ejiro off his feet, Danny is right there with the champion a moment later as he drops down to his knees and rolls over to the ropes. Holding his arm the entire way, Danny’s eyes fill up with pain and frustration as he knows that this is not the way a healthy or even slightly injured arm would be reacting to that blow. On the other side of the equation, Ejiro himself is already moving with a whole lot more life than anyone who just ate a Danny Williams’ lariat has any business in doing. But still the blow strikes with enough force to allow Danny Williams the advantage considering the battering Ejiro took previous to the elbow injury. Keeping his arm close to his body for protection, Danny once again stalks the rising World Champion and buries a punting kick into Ejiro’s face just as he gets up to all fours. Knocked flat backward to the canvas, Ejiro ends up flat on his back and allows Danny the opportunity to drop across him with a lateral press.

 

ONNNNNNE!

 

TWOOOOO!

 

TWO AND A QUARTER!

 

Shooting a shoulder off the canvas with apparent ease do to Danny being unable to tightly hook up his body, Ejiro manages to keep his hold on the big gold belt. While at the same time, Williams winces in the knowledge that he might not be able to press this advantage in the way he would normally. Once again, Danny grabs Ejiro with his left healthy arm and pulls the champion up to a standing position. Using only that arm to keep Fasaki in check, Danny buries a knee lift into the champion’s midsection and knocks Ejiro an inch off the mat with the force of the blow. But Danny does not have a great deal of time to enjoy that success as Ejiro quickly slaps the arm holding his head in check before leaping into the air and launching a surprise enziguri right at Danny’s head!

 

KRACK!

 

 

 

BUT DANNY BLOCKS!

 

 

 

WITH THE WRONG ARM!

 

 

Barely getting a hand up in order to keep Ejiro’s foot colliding with his head, Danny once again wrestling instinctively and places his injured arm in the path of the blow! Almost dropping to the mat immediately, Williams clutches at his battered elbow once again as Ejiro lies on the mat, seemingly in no better shape than his opponent.

 

“Citizen Rule really did throw that kick out in desperation in my view,” says The Cyclone Comet. “I don’t think he knows even now that Danny Williams might have a broken elbow. He just tossed a kick out there and got lucky!”

 

“Better lucky than good!” calls out Bobby Riley as Ejiro rises up to his knees and continues to try and shake his brain pan back to normal. “It was lucky that Danny screwed up his elbow in the first place and now Ejiro might be able to actually take advantage of this thing!”

 

Grabbing a hold of the middle ropes, Ejiro Fasaki does finally manage to get to his feet before Danny Williams for the first time in a long time and for the life of him, he’s not all that sure why. He knows that his kick got blocked, but yet Danny is rolling about the canvas in obvious agony. Cocking his head to one side, a sick little smile crosses Ejiro’s lips as he finally puts the final piece of the puzzle together much to the horror of the Chicago crowd.

 

“FU FASAKI! FU FASAKI! FU FASAKI!”

 

But The Rule is way too happy about his apparent fortune to even bother messing with the crowd for the time being. Instead, The World Champion stalks the suddenly ginger Danny Williams and grabs a hold of the challenger by the arm. Immediately pushing Danny against the ropes, Ejiro places the wounded wing over the top rope and cuts into it with an axe-like elbow right down across the shoulder! Immediately clutching at the appendage, Danny drops down to a seat against the ropes much to the concern of the entire arena. But that concern is only going to build from here as Ejiro callously pops Danny across the arm once more this time with a sweeping kick that slaps more solidly against the Challenger’s elbow. Immediately rolling over to his side, Danny looks to cover his injured elbow up as Ejiro simply takes a moment to catch his breath against the ropes, confident that he has a major advantage in this contest.

 

“This is a major concern for Danny Williams,” states the obvious Bobby Riley. “Not only is that elbow providing Ejiro with a weak point to attack and we all know how much he loves attacking those… but it also is going to take out a whole lot of Danny’s best attacks and render it useless. Throw out the elbow strikes!”

 

“Not only that,” replies The Cyclone Comet. “But it is going to be much harder for Citizen Williams to effectively use the powerbomb or the Buffalo sleeper. And with those out the window, what can Citizen Williams do to defeat the World Champion?”

 

What can he do indeed? Well right now, he seems focused on protecting the arm rather than using it attack. Which is certainly reasonable considering that Fasaki is now focused on that arm like Adam Clark on a Mickey Mouse hat. Grabbing the weakened arm and using it to pull Danny up to his feet, Ejiro pulls the challenger over to a turnbuckle and once again wraps the arm over the top rope. Grabbing the wrist on the other end, Ejiro pulls the arm against the top rope much to the pain of Danny Williams and the frustration of Matthew Kivell. Ordering Ejiro to break the illegal hold, the official starts his count towards disqualification only to reach four before Ejiro finally breaks away and backs off with a giant smile plastered across his face. But that smile is wiped away as Ejiro moves back in on Danny only to have the challenger strike back with a blistering Southpaw chop across the chest!

 

CHOP!

 

Surprised from the blow from the left side, Ejiro is knocked back two steps as Danny comes walking out of the corner leading with the left once again!

 

CHOP!

 

CHOP!

 

SNAP!

 

But Ejiro fires back with a ripping kick that collides hard with Danny’s impaired arm! Dropping down to a knee from the pain of his limb, Danny’s flurry is stopped dead in its tracks as Ejiro once again kicks out hard and blasts Williams with his shin. Stepping into the arm, the furious Ejiro snatches the arm away from Danny’s body and drops backward to the canvas, smashing the elbow even further with a single arm DDT! Shouting out in anguish yet again, Danny does not even have the strength to pull the limp limb back into his body before Ejiro gains control of the arm yet again and steps in with the pump handle armbar! Emulating the Anderson Brothers as best he can, Ejiro immediately presses in on the elbow in order to force a hyperextension and make Danny submit here and now to the man he’s beaten so many times before. But Danny Williams is not about to toss out his chance at the World Heavyweight Championship even if his arm comes off and he hangs in despite the obvious pain.

 

This supreme effort is not lost on the rabid crowd as their chants fill the United Center yet again, “DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E!”

 

“Chant all you want,” taunts Bobby Riley. “Danny Williams should quit right now! Ejiro will pull that arm right out of the damn socket and beat Danny to death with it if he has to, this match is the Champion’s!”

 

“That filthy cheat…” begins The Cyclone Comet.

 

Regardless of that debate though, Danny is still stuck in the middle of the ring with the dogged World Champion clamped down on his possibly shattered elbow. Unwilling to give an inch, Ejiro continues to work the arm as Danny’s head droops lower and lower towards the canvas as his consciousness begins to ebb ever so slightly. But Mrs. Williams did not raise any punk and Danny begins to slap himself across the face with his left arm in order to bring him back to his senses. Immediately stepping up to a knee and out from underneath Ejiro’s straddle, Danny alleviates some of the pressure on his arm as Fasaki continues to attempt to use this simple hold to its fullest. But as the leader of The Unholy Trinity fights his way up to his top rope, it appears as even Ejiro knows that his time is numbered. This is proven even more as Danny dips his left arm underneath Ejiro and slams him to the canvas in order to finally escape the armbar! Still the pain is still obviously a factor as Danny drops down to a knee. Still better out than in.

 

“And Danny finally gets loose!” reports The Cyclone Comet as the crowd responds with a cheer.

 

Shaking his elbow out and finding that it really does nothing for the discomfort he is feeling, Danny once more pulls his elbow in close to protect it as much as possible as he goes back at the World Heavyweight Champion. Striking first with a boot to the gut, Danny doubles Ejiro over and uses his left arm to send Fasaki into the ropes one again. Ducking his left shoulder, Williams sends Ejiro soaring overhead with a backdrop toss that sends Fasaki high into the lights before he comes crashing down to the canvas. Moving in on the immediately rising Fasaki, Danny once again uses his left arm to whip Fasaki into the ropes only to find Ejiro holding fast this time and reversing. This time dipping his own head, Fasaki looks to return the favor of a backdrop only to have Danny put on the breaks and POP Fasaki right in the kisser with a staggering punting kick! Straitened up by the maneuver, Ejiro’s eyes cross for a moment before Danny’s boot lashes out again and doubles Ejiro over at the waist. Stepping in, Danny grabs Ejiro in a standing head scissors!

 

“OH MY GOD! HERE COMES THE POWERBOMB!”

 

Grabbing his right wrist in his left, Danny tries to compensate for the pain in his arm so he can complete the lift and take home the gold! But as he makes the attempt, Williams finds that he simply does not have the ability to lift Ejiro up in that manner! Dropping down almost immediately, Ejiro finds his knees back down on the canvas as Danny curses jus how weak his arm has become late in this contest. Even with a left arm strong enough to lift Ejiro on its own, Danny finds that the positioning for the powerbomb is all too different. Releasing the tight waist, Danny strikes instead with a knee that jams Fasaki right in the top of the head.

 

BOOM!

 

Using his left arm yet again to control the action, Danny pulls Ejiro up to his feet and sends him across the ring with an Irish whip. Colliding with the turnbuckle, back first Ejiro barely manages to open an eye wide enough to see Danny charging in and dodges aside! Crashing into the buckle and just barely protecting his shoulder in the process, Williams nonetheless knocks the wind out of his own sails and turns back into the center of the ring to find Ejiro there waiting to strike!

 

KICK!

 

WHAM!

 

STUN… BACKDROP DRIVAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

 

Feeling the jawbreaker coming, Danny instantly uses his left arm to grab Ejiro around the body and slam both men backward to the canvas! Crushing his neck against the canvas, Fasaki takes the worst of it as he ends up flipping head over heels from the force of the blow! Using his good arm to turn Fasaki over, Danny immediately makes the cover!

 

 

 

 

 

 

ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNE!

 

“THIS IS IT!”

 

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

 

“NEW CHAMPION! NEW CHAMPION!”

 

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

 

“HET GOT HIM!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“NO HE DIDN’T!” roars out Bobby Riley. “Who are you under that mask, Vince McMahon?”

 

Kicking out with nary a second to spare, Ejiro Fasaki manages to frustrate just about everyone in the entire audience as he squirts a shoulder up and off the canvas! Looking like someone just ran over his puppy, Danny holds his injured shoulder closely as he at least has found a weapon that he can use with some sort of effectiveness with just one arm. Grabbing Ejiro by the back of the tights, Danny once more lifts Ejiro up to a vertical base and looks to once again bury the champion with another backdrop driver. But as Danny sticks his head in, Ejiro is waiting and crunches down on the back on Williams’ head with a flurry of short elbows.

 

“It won’t work a second time,” glees Bobby Riley. “Danny might have caught Fasaki by surprise one, but he is not about to do it back-to-back!”

 

Breaking free, Ejiro manages to step forward and hook his arms around the top rope where the Challenger will be unable to execute the dangerous suplex. Putting both of his hands on his knees, Danny looks at Fasaki while sucking as much oxygen into his body as possible for a moment before going back on the attack. Snapping a kick into the base of Ejiro’s spine, Danny arches Ejiro backward a bit and gives Danny the opening he needs to hook Fasaki by the neck and drop down to the mat with a devastating reverse neckbreaker! Once again applying a lateral press, Williams tries to take the World Title home…

 

 

ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

 

 

 

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

 

 

 

THRE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! FOOT ON THE ROPES!

 

 

Stretching out as far as he can, Ejiro manages to just barely touch the bottom rope with his boot in order to avoid another loss to the devastating Danny Williams. But to Danny this is bigger than a momentary set back. At this moment he just has to feel as though he has almost nothing left in his arsenal that can keep the World Champion. And with that realization, it might simply be time for a suicide gambit. Rubbing his arm out as much as possible as Ejiro latches onto the ropes, Danny Williams backs off into the center of the ring and looks ready to make his kamikaze run!

 

The Comet nearly explodes, “Danny is warming up the lariat! He’s going to try and take Ejiro down with one last blow!”

 

“This CAN’T work!” mutters Bobby as the crowd starts to swell; “He can’t use that arm!”

 

“He’s going to use it the best he can!”

 

DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E! DAN-E!

 

Gritting his teeth as he crooks his damaged arm, Danny Williams looks to strike the blow that will FINALLY keep Ejiro Fasaki down and FINALLY give the World Title to the Unholy Trinity. Watching carefully, Williams drops down his center of gravity and waits for the moment, HIS moment! Watching and waiting for Ejiro Fasaki to get to his feet… there!

 

 

 

 

AIMING!

 

 

 

CHARGING!

 

 

 

SWINGING!

 

 

 

“ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

 

 

EJIRO COUNTERS WITH A BOOT TO THE ARM!

 

Putting up his leg at the very last moment, Ejiro strikes Danny Williams right in the crook of the arm and sends Danny turning away in extreme pain! Screaming like a warrior hit with an arrow to the chest, Danny’s features contort into a mask of agony as Ejiro moves in again with a boot to the chest and grabs the double arm! Danny knowing what is coming tries to fight his way free!

 

“His arm! His arm can’t get loose!”

 

UP DANNY GOES!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ANNNNNNNNNNND…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWN HE COMES!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

EJIROOOOOOOOOOOOCATION!

 

 

ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

 

 

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

 

 

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

 

Raising his arm into the air the moment the referee’s hand hits the mat for the final time, Ejiro Fasaki rolls off Danny Williams almost immediately and places both his hands over his face…

 

Funyon roars, “Ladies and Gentlemen… the winner of this match and STILL SWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… THE RULE OF EJIROOOOOOOOOOOOO FASAKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!”

 

“My god what a match,” sighs Bobby Riley as Ejiro Fasaki works his way up to his knees as Danny Williams lies motionless on the canvas, knocked plum out by the double arm piledriver. “But I do believe that Ejiro Fasaki just WON AGAIN!”

 

“But you cannot deny the heart and determination of Danny Williams, Bobby. He came in here and fought with what I can only assume was a broken elbow.”

 

“I DENY EVERYTHING! We both called Danny the favorite coming in here and Ejiro proved us both wrong. HE OVERCAME! Never will I doubt Ejiro Fasaki again! Perpetual favorite! PERPETUAL FAVORITE!”

 

“Citizens, we are out of time… for everyone here, this is the Cyclone Comet and Bobby Riley signing off from Chicago, Illinois…”

 

“PER-PET-U-AL FAVE-OR-IT!”

[Secret Agent 0]

Damn, well... I'm not sure what to say. That certianly was a pretty damn good match. A few portions seem a tad rushed, but none the less a good match.

 

You shouldn't get so down on yourself though. You managed to beat Tom Flesher for that belt, becoming the first to reach that belt from your bumpee class. ;D Plus you got another shot to take Danny down.

 

This is all from someone who knows nothing though.

[Guest Suicide King]

Yes, Ejiro. You really shouldn't be so hard on yourself. I thought enough of your match to give you the rare immediate rematch. It was very good, and I couldn't tell if the few difficulties it did have were a result of the long break or not. It really was an excellent match, and you shouldn't feel discouraged in the slightest. You held the belt longer than Mark did on his second title run, in which he lost to Thugg on his first defense.

[Dace59 0]

Ejiro, dont get down on yourself man. It was a great effort. Do I need to mail you a few e-beers mate?

 

And while I'm here... any views on our tag match..

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The cameras on SWF Lockdown return with a wall of noise, the deafening cheers of the fans the only thing audible! Panning around the arena of the SWF's first show of the year, the cameras catch many a fan waving a sign, as is the custom. From a sign featuring John Duran, Charlie Matthews, and Va'aiga with the letters "NGB", to a sign of Crow holding a cigarette lighter in the air and fire all around, the fans have them all. Generic signs such as the ever-popular multi-arrowed "Smark" sign, and "Hi Mum!" signs are also prevalent, and as the cameras pan down towards the announcing table, the sign of the evening is one with all four men of the upcoming match in it, in various poses.

 

"Weeeeeeelcome to SWF LOOOOOCKDOWN, CITIZENS AND FANS! THIS IS CYCLOOOOOOONE COOOOOOOMET!" the superhero yells into his headset, to be heard above fans.

 

"And this is Bobby Riley." his co-announcer mutters, barely audible even with the headset as the raucious cheering of the fans dies down.

 

"We've had some incredible matches tonight, Robert! Citizen Stryke and Citizen Craven, Citizen Linchpin and Citizen Matthews....and up next, a tag match of stupendously heroic proportions!"

 

"It's a bunch of good guys beating each other up, Comet. The only good thing is one of them will go on to get smeared by Justice and Rule."

 

"I'd bet my spandex they'd win against those nefarious evildoers, Citizen Riley."

 

"Deal."

 

As the announcers do their usual bantering, the lights begin to flicker and strobe. The sound of "Y.O.U" by Method Man and Redman echoes out over the speakers, and the Smarktron lights up with shots of both Johnny Dangerous and the Wildchild. And displayed proudly on the screen - "Wild And Dangerous". The fans cheer as the song continues, and the Bahaman Bomber bounds out onto the stage in his usual aquamarine. Johnny Dangerous follows more slowly, looking uncomfortable, and follows his partner down the ramp as Funyon makes the announcement.

 

"The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a shot at the S! W! F! Tag Team Titles at stake! Introducing first, at a combined weight of four hundred and thirty one pounds! They hail from the Bahamas and Las Vegas Nevada! They are.....WIIIIIIIILD AND DAAAAAAANGEROOOOOOUUUUUUUUUSSSSS!"

 

The crowd cheers even louder as the duo enter the ring, Wildchild leaping onto the turnbuckles to lift his arms to the fans for a moment before dropping to the mat once more. Johnny leans on the ropes and stretches, nodding out to the fans as the sound of "Y.O.U" fade out.

 

"Citizen Dangerous and Citizen Wildchild look to be on the same page after all their troubles, Robert!"

 

"Pfft, like it would hold, Comet. Johnny did too much to Wildchild."

 

"I don't know, Citizen Riley. Wild and Dangerous are a very formidable team, and they look like they're ready to kick some villainous booty."

 

"A pity there's no villains in this match, eh superhero?"

 

The fans go quiet as the lights dim just a little bit in warning, and smoke begins to billow out of the entranceway. Red laser lights illuminate the stage curtain, forming a mesh over it. Utter silence reigns at the ominous display, and then the voice rips out of the speakers, prompting a BIG pop from the crowd.

 

"LET FREEDOM RING WITH A SHOTGUN BLAAAAAAST!"

 

Pyrotechnics fire off all across the stage as Machine Head's "Davidian" bursts out of the speakers, and a pair of figures step through the red light and smoke. The forms of Terrence "Janus" Bailey and Dace F'n Night materialise, the former wearing his trademark white trenchcoat. The giant tosses said coat off into the smoke as Dace turns his back to the ramp. Pointing at their chest and back respectively, the duo show off black shirts with the words "ULTRAVIOLENCE INC" in jagged red writing, and Funyon lifts his microphone.

 

"And their opponents! Representing the Unholy Trinity, they weight in at a combined six hundred and twelve pounds! From Sydney Australia and Birmingham England, they are TERRENCE 'JANUS' BAILEY AND DACE....."

 

The crowd never, ever misses its cue. "FUCKING!"

 

"NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!"

 

With 'Davidian' still roaring over the speakers, the two violence-inclined members of the Unholy Trinity stop at the bottom of the ramp. Both Terrence and Dace strip the Ultraviolence Inc shirt from their bodies and hold them up, before they turn to the crowd on either side and fling the shirts into them to a massive cheer! Stepping up onto the apron and over the top rope, Dace and Terrence stare across at Johnny and Wildchild. All four men start moving towards the center of the ring, as referee Matthew Kivell lifts his hands and rings the bell to start the match!

 

*DING DING DING*

 

"Now, how has Wild and Dangerous going to handle the massive size and strength disadvantage they have against Terrence and Dace?" Riley muses "Badly I hope."

 

Extending his hand, Dace offers it out to his old team mates, who slowly accept the handshake as Terrence follows suit. Backing off, the four men circle each other. Bailey and Night keep their eyes glued on Wildchild and Johnny Dangerous, knowing that they can't keep pace with them.

 

"And what a good show of sportsmanship to start the match with," Comets says.

 

"Please, spare me this torture!"

 

Leaping forward in tandem, WC and Johnny slam all four feet into the Anti-Heel Machines’ chest, staggering him backwards with a double dropkick. Terrence stumbles backwards from the blow, but keeps his balance and doesn’t topple over. WC rolls back to his feet and dives through the air into Terrence’s chest a second time. As the Super Spy comes back to his feet, Dace has closed the gap between them and slams a knee deep into his midsection. Grabbing Johnny by the arm, Dace fires him off into the ring ropes on the other side of the ring. Meanwhile, making a three hundred and sixty degree spin in mid air, The Human Hurricane slams into Janus with a Blue Crush Body Splash! The impact of the spinning attack forces the giant back against the ropes, where he leans precariously close to falling out, but regains his balance.

 

Racing back off the ropes, Dangerous dives through the air with a spinning heel kick, which sails over Night’s head as he ducks at the last moment. Landing on his feet the Barracuda spins back the other way, catching the turning Dace with a reverse spin kick to the face. The blow causes Dace to twist around on his feel, as Johnny grabs his arm and swings him around into a boot to the midsection. Slapping on a quick front facelock, the Barracuda leaps back to the mat, spiking Dace with a DDT while Wildchild backs up and throws himself into the Anti-Heel Machine's chest again. With the momentum of the Bahama Bomber crashing into his torso, Terrence staggers back into the turnbuckles. But as Wildchild tries to slip away, Terrence snaps his head forwards and smashes it into the Tropical Tumbler's with a Headbutt. Grabbing the Human Hurricane by the back of the head, Janus twists out of the corner and smashes him face first into the top turnbuckle while the crowd 'oooooh's sympathetically for the impact of such a simple move.

 

"Looks like this match up is going to come down to that age old battle between Power and Speed, Citizen Riley. It’s going to be a case of who can break out the bigger stops and has the best gameplan in this one." Comet says.

 

"It’s like that in any damn match Comet. I just want to see these guys hurt each other damn it!" Riley snaps back.

 

Seeking to retain the advantage he had, Terrence releases Wildchild's head and slips his arms under the Tropical Tumbler's, preparing to lock in a full-nelson! However his much smaller opponent has no desire to see his skull get cratered, and before the big man can lock in the full nelson, the Wildchild runs straight up the turnbuckles! Flipping himself over in the air and breaking the hold, the Bahama Bomber lands in a seated position on the giant's shoulders and locks his legs before falling back! Unable to keep his balance or claw his opponent off, Terrence Bailey is yanked off his feet with a reverse hurricanrana, and the crowd pops for the flashy move! Across the ring, Dace tries to get back to his feet only to have Johnny Dangerous jump forward and up onto the High Priest of Horrorcore's shoulders! Before he can fall back with a 'rana of his own, Dace's arms shoot up under Johnny's armpits, hooking his arms, and the Brummie Goth throws the Super Spy off his shoulders, holding on to his arms and dropping straight down into the mat with a sitout tiger driver!

 

"Look at that show of power from Citizen Night, Robert! That looked like it HURT!"

 

"And it looks like the hurt isn't over just yet, Comet!"

 

Rather than continue pounding on the fallen Barracuda, Dace swings his head around to look for his companion, finding Terrence sitting up after the reverse rana. At that particular moment Wildchild chooses to check on his partner as well. Instead of seeing Johnny keeping the other Unholy Trinity member down, he meets the High Priest of Horrorcore's boot as Dace comes off the ropes with his patented neck-snapping, headache-inducing, I'm-gonna-fucking-knock-you-out YAKUZA KICK! The Bahama Bomber crumples to the mat as the Hardcore Goth skids to a stop, and Terrence pushes himself upright. The two members of the Unholy Trinity look at each other for a moment, then down at their opponents, then out at the crowd. Simultaneously, they fall to the mat and roll under the bottom rope on opposite sides of the ring, and begin searching under the apron as the crowd begins to cheer once more. The cheer is not entirely for the Unholy Trinity members however, as in the ring Johnny Dangerous helps Wildchild up...and they break for the sides of the ring.

 

Dace has a trashcan lid and two chairs pulled out when he looks up to see Johnny Dangerous flying out of the ring and nailing him flush in the face with a springboard dropkick! Sensing movement, Terrence looks up from the duffel bag and ladder he's half dragged from under the ring in time to see Wildchild diving off the ropes into the Andros Dive! Hooking the giant's head as he flies past, the Bahama Bomber swings around and drills the Anti-Heel Machine's head into the thin matting with a swinging DDT! Both members of Wild and Dangerous roll back to their feet and lift their arms to cheers from the crowd!

 

"It seems both sides have a measure of popularity, Robert. The fans are really getting into the antics of Citizen Wildchild and Citizen Dangerous."

 

"Their so-called antics won't help when Dace and Janus..."

 

"Terrence, Robert."

 

"...whatever. When those two send them into the hospital ward for blood loss and grotesque bodily mutilation."

 

Knowing he can't keep the Anti-Heel Machine down in a straight fight, Wildchild looks around, before reaching down into the duffel bag the seven footer had dragged out. His eyes widen in an almost curious surprise as he pulls out a long light tube, and then he smiles. Sensing movement, he whips around with the lighttube extended, and Terrence lets out a cry of pain as the weapon shatters against his side. Clutching the laceration, the Anti-Heel Machine is soon the recipient of a sidekick to the jaw, that sends him reeling back. Drawing a pair of light tubes from the duffel bag, Wildchild charges forward.

 

"Take dis fer stealin' meh hardcore title belt, big man!"

 

Ducking under a swing of the monster man's right hand, Wildchild slams another glass tube into the giant's stomach, doubling him over. He hooks Terrence's head, slides the light tube into position, and drops down with a NASTY DDT straight into the glass tube, which shatters on impact! The Anti-Heel Machine crumples to the ground with blood streaming from his face, and the Tropical Tumbler has a satisfied grin a mile wide on his face. A cry from the other side of the ring gets his attention, and the Bahama Bomber turns to see Dace Night slamming elbows into Johnny's ribs as he pushes himself up. As Wildchild slides into the ring, Dace throws a pair of elbows into the super spy's face, before lifting him off the ground and throwing him back down with a spinebuster onto one of the chairs! Dangerous arches his back in pain, and Dace smiles...at least until the Human Hurricane comes soaring out of the ring with a suicide dive, sending the High Priest of Horrorcore back into the railing!

 

Kipping up to his feet in one smooth motion, Wildchild checks on his partner, picking up the chair as the super spy catches his breath. Dangerous and Dace recover at almost the same time, and the Brummie Goth bursts off the railing and back into the fray...only to take a chairshot to the face! After stumbling back, Dace blinks his eyes, shakes the shock out and focuses on his opponents, only to see Johnny is on his feet as well and holding the other chair. As one, Wild and Dangerous lunge forward and swing the chairs, compressing the High Priest of Horrorcore's head with a classic con-chair-to! The sound of flesh on steel is not pleasant to hear, as the fans let out a sympathetic 'oooohhhh' of pain.

 

"Citizens Dangerous and Wildchild taking the advantage, Robert! They might have pulverised Citizen Night's brain!"

 

"But Dace is still up, superhero! He's going to ignore that and just kick their asses!"

 

"He looks a bit too out of it for that, Citizen Riley...and watch your tongue! Children watch this show!"

 

"Like I care..."

 

Contrary to Bobby Riley's words, Dace looks like he's out on his feet and sways unsteadily after that con-chair-to. Johnny lifts his chair up again, but Wildchild puts a hand on his shoulder and whispers something in the super spy's ear. The Barracuda grins and nods, and both members of Wild and Dangerous drop their chairs. The Bahama Bomber leaps up onto the apron and scales the turnbuckle, perching on it with all the grace he's known for. The crowd begins to warm up as they see Johnny Dangerous lower his head, setting it between the legs of the Hardcore Goth and lifting him up onto his shoulders. Carefully, the super spy turns his back on Wildchild, standing over one of the chairs. Throwing himself off the turnbuckles, Wildchild hooks Dace's head as Johnny throws the Brummie Goth forward and sits out...CRATERING THE FACE OF THE HIGH PRIEST OF HORRORCORE INTO THE CHAIR WITH THE DANGEROUS DROP!

 

"WILD AND DANGEROUS!" *clap-clap clap-clap-clap*

"WILD AND DANGEROUS!" *clap-clap clap-clap-clap*

"WILD AND DANGEROUS!" *clap-clap clap-clap-clap*

 

"Amazing! The Dangerous Drop hits and hits hard, Robert! Wild and Dangerous may go home early with a shot at the gold!"

 

"I don't think so, oh spandex-clad hero."

 

"Why....oh, I see what you mean..."

 

Both Wildchild and Johnny Dangerous rise to their feet and lift their arms to the crowd, who begin to cheer even louder. Sensing a possible threat, the two members of Wild and Dangerous turn around, to have a pair of huge hands wrap around their throats! Bloody-faced and wild-eyed, Terrence "Janus" Bailey prepares to lift them for a double chokeslam, at least until both Johnny and Wildchild slam boots into his stomach! Doubling the Anti-Heel Machine over, they hook his head for a double DDT...only to have the giant's arms wrap around their waists and heave them into the air! With a wordless roar, the seven foot Australian slams both members of Wild and Dangerous down into the mat with a DOUBLE HIGH ANGLE SPINEBUSTER! Staggering back, the big man takes several deep breaths, eyes wide and intense as he looks around, lifting both arms into the air and screaming wordlessly. The crowd picks up on the intensity of the moment very, very easily.

 

"TRIN-I-TY!"

"TRIN-I-TY!"

"TRIN-I-TY!"

 

Rolling over on the floor, Dace clutches slowly at the blood pumping from his forehead, opened up by the Dangerous Drop on the chair. Terrence reaches down and clasps one hand around Wildchild’s throat and hauls him back to his feet by his throat. Slowly wiping some of the blood from his face, Janus spins Wildchild around and slams him back first into the ring apron. Not giving the Human Hurricane a moment to recover, the Hardcore Champ snaps his head back with a lariat before launching him into the security barrier. Terrence smashes Wildchild back into the barrier a second time with another lariat. Dragging the Tropical Tumbler forward a few feet, Janus cocks his arm back before smashing him from his feet with a third lariat to a roar from the fans. Kivell ducks under the ring ropes to the floor as Janus drops his entire weight across Wildchild’s limp form to make a cover...

 

ONE!

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TWO!

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....NOT QUITE YET!

 

Dragging himself up from the floor, Dangerous franticly dives forwards and slams himself into Terrence as he sees the referee’s hand heading towards the floor for the third time.

 

"Wildchild just got drilled three times in a row by the Anti Heel Machine and it took a desperate save from Johnny Dangerous to keep them in this match. It could have been over right there and then!" Comet cries.

 

Quickly springing back to his feet, the super spy starts to unload of a series of roundhouse kicks to the giant’s bleeding chest and head. Hitting both the giant's sides in quick succesion, he spins on his heel and launches a third roundhouse at Terrence's head, but the blow slams into the giant’s raised forearm. Sending his other arm sailing forwards, the Anti Heel Machine slams a gut crushing Knuckle Bomb into the Super Spy’s stomach. Doubling over in pain as his eyes roll back, Johnny grabs the ring apron to stop from collapsing as he clutches at his mid section.

 

"Ohh, that had to hurt and I just love it. Hopefully these guys are just going to keep killing each other and Justice and Rule will come in and eat them alive." Riley says, grinning from ear to ear.

 

Helping the still stunned Dace Night to his feet, the Anti-Heel Machine rolls his tag partner under the ropes back into the ring. Easily scooping Wildchild up, Terrence holds the Bahama Bomber overhead in a gorilla press before simply throwing him over the top rope into the ring. The crowd winces as Wildchild thuds into the ring after flying through the air. Turning his attention back to Dangerous, cracking him with a swift headbutt before slamming his head into the ring apron. Terrence pulls the ladder the rest of the way from under the ring and picking it up, balances it across the gap between the security barrier and the ring apron.

 

"Citizen Terrence is setting up that ladder like a platform. I don’t want to think how he intends to use that against Citizen Dangerous." Gasps Comet.

 

"Well I do, Comet! And I hope it involves pain and a broken spine!"

 

Back in the ring, Wildchild drags himself back to his feet, seeing Dace crawling towards the ropes and hauling himself up. Wildchild breaks into a dash and leaps into the corner and launches himself backwards through the air. Turning in mid air, the Human Hurricane catches Dace’s head and makes a sharp twist, looking for a tornado DDT. But Night locks his arms around Wildchild’s waist and with a swing of his own blocks the DDT, setting the Bahama Bomber on the mat. Arching his back, Dace takes Wildchild overhead and bridges out, pinning him down with a northern lights suplex! Kivell scrambles into the ring to count the fall.

 

ONE!

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TWO!

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....

.....STILL NOT ENOUGH!

 

"Citizen Wildchild catches Citizen Night with a springboard tornado DDT, but it gets countered and Citizen Night almost gets the win off a northern lights suplex!" cries Comet.

 

Both men rolls back to their feet, but as the Tropical Tumbler holds his back for a moment, Dace fires an ear ringing elbow smash into his head. Spinning the dazed Wildchild around, Dace closes his arms in a rear waistlock and snaps his body backwards, launching his opponent through the air...

 

...but Wildchild flips out and lands on his feet almost effortlessly! As Dace comes back to his feet, looking around, Wildchild races towards him and leaps on his shoulders, looking for a hurricanrana. Shoving Wildchild off his shoulders, Dace swings a lariat at the Tumbler’s head, but he ducks under it. Leaping to the air once again, the Bahama Bomber leaps onto the back of Night’s shoulders, only to take a wild haymaker to the ribs. Falling backward, clutching at Wildchild’s legs, Dace slams him into the canvas and bridges up with an electric chair drop for another cover!

 

ONE!

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TWO!

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.....ANOTHER KICKOUT!

 

Wildchild rolls his shoulder up to break the cover. Still keeping his grip, Dace rolls over onto his front and shifts his arms up into a Rear Waistlock. Dragging the Human Hurricane back to his feet from the Waistlock, looking for a German Suplex once again. Using his speed once again, Wildchild drops down, leans backwards then rolls forwards, hooking his legs under Night’s arms and taking him over into a cradle for the cover.

 

ONE!

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TWO!

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THREEEEEEENOOOOOO!

 

Using his strength, Dace Night kicks his legs and launches Wildchild off, spending him flying across the ring and into the ropes. Quickly scrambling back to his feet as the Tropical Tumbler flies back at him, Horrorcore just manages to throw his arms up and catch the leg lariat from Wildchild. But Dace isn’t fast enough to catch the Tumbler’s other leg as he swings it again and smashes the front of his leg into Night’s face, toppling to the mat.

 

"WIIIIIILDCHILD!"

"WIIIIIILDCHILD!"

"WIIIIIILDCHILD!"

 

As this goes on in the ring, the Anti-Heel Machine drags the Barracuda into a standing headscissors on the outside. Wrapping his arms around Johnny’s waist, Terrence drags him up into the air, holding him for a moment as he stares down at the ladder. Desperately trying to save his spinal column, Johnny rains down closed fists onto the bleeding mess of Terrence Bailey’s forehead before reaching out with one hand. Just managing to grab the middle rope, he drags himself off the stunned giant's shoulders and onto the apron. Dangerous steadies himself for a moment before diving off and planting both feet into the giant’s chest, knocking him down to the floor. Kicking a trash can lid into place, the Barracuda struggles to haul Janus back to his feet before quickly doubling him over with a roundhouse to the ribs. Slapping on a front facelock, Johnny kicks his legs and spikes the Anti Heel Machines’ head into the trash can lid on the floor! The crowd cries out in sympathetic pain as flesh meets metal!

 

"Citizens Wildchild and Night just went all out back and forth in the ring, but in the end Citizen Dace couldn’t keep up with the speed of the Human Hurricane," Comet calls.

 

"And while you were drooling over that, Johnny just spiked Janus into that crash can lid with a DDT." Riley shouts out.

 

Yelling to Wildchild to get the ref to the outside, Johnny rolls Terrence onto his back and cradles up one huge leg for the cover. Wildchild shoves Kivell in the right direct and he scrambles through the ropes to the floor to count the fall...

 

ONE!

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TWO!

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.....KICKOUT!

 

Dragging Bailey up to his feet once again, the Super Spy hammers a knife-edged chop into the side of his neck. Then a second, then a third and then a fourth. Dragging the big man towards the still balanced ladder, Johnny leans his opponent's head and chest over it. Backing off and waving in his tag partner, Johnny watches as Wildchild races towards the ropes and leaps to the top rope. The Bahama Bomber dives off the top rope, stretching out his leg, aiming for the back of then Anti-Heel Machine's neck as he tries to recover...

 

*CRASH!*

 

...And Wildchild's leg drops right into the ladder with an almighty crash! The Bahama Bomber flops to the floor, clutching at the base of his spine as Terrence moves at the last second. Johnny Dangerous dives in to take the seven footer down before he can shake his head out, but inside the ring Dace is back on his feet. Charging towards the ropes, the Brummie Goth dives through them to the outside and drills Johnny in the back of the head with a Elbow Suicida!

 

"ELBOW SUICIDA! Dace Night once again takes that page from Danny Williams’ book and takes out Johnny Dangerous!"

 

Flashing his tag partner a grin through his blood covered face, Dace scoops up the Barracuda and rolls him back into the ring as Terrence rolls Wildchild back in as well, before stopping to slide in two chairs. Pacing around the other side of the ring, Dace slides the duffle bag into the ring, still filled with lightbulb tubes. The Unholy Trinity members climb the apron and step back into the ring. Plans are in motion as Terrence drags Johnny to his feet and locks his arms in a full-nelson as Dace Night backs up against the ropes before charging forwards - drilling his boot into Dangerous’ face! The Yakuza Kick snaps Johnny's neck back as Janus arches backwards with his signature full-nelson suplex, spiking Johnny into the mat with a crunch to a cheer from the crowd! Not done there, Dace bring the Tropical Tumbler back to his feet as the Anti-Heel Machine drops to his knee. Quickly sweeping Wildchild’s legs out from under him, Dace forces a hand onto his chest and slams him down with a vicious Spinebuster... right across Terrence’s raised knee! Wildchild cries out in pain as his spine arches in a way not meant to, as the crowd winces in sympathetic pain.

 

"Spinebuster onto Citizen Bailey’s knee! That’s one of the Spinebreaker variations this pair have come up with. And right now the Unholy Trinity members are just dominating Wild and Dangerous Citizen Riley!" Comet yells.

 

"But more importantly they're kicking the crap out of them. And everyone’s taking a beating. This is what I want to see with four people like them all in the ring. I’m sure Justice and Rule are loving this one as well Comet."

 

As Wildchild flops to the mat, Dace drops his weight across the Bahama Bomber’s shoulders and hooks a leg to make a cover as Kivell dives in to count it.

 

ONE!

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TWO!

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THREEEEEEEENOTJUSTYET!

 

"Johnny Dangerous breaks up the cover!" Shouts Comet.

 

*CRUNCH*

 

...only to take a Knuckle Bomb straight in the face from Terrence, dropping him to the mat like a sack of bricks! Night taps the side of his head and points at Wildchild and with a nod, Terrence drags him into the middle of the ring. Holding both of his legs, the Anti-Heel Machine starts to lean backwards as Dace once again races into the ropes. Terrence slingshots Wildchild up from the mat and launches him into the path of a charging Dace Night Yakuza Kick...

 

*KAAAAAARAAAAAACK!*

 

As Wildchild sails right into the path of the Yakuza Kick, the Barracuda nails a desperate superkick into Night's head! The Brummie Goth goes down as the Tropical Tumbler lands safely on his feet. Grabbing a chair, the Human Hurricane races back to the aid of his partner, who has several feet in the air with Terrence's hand closed around his throat...and he HAMMERS the chair straight into Terrence’s bloodied face, saving his partner! Slamming the chair into the giant’s midsection and doubling him over, Wildchild drop it to the mat and hooks his leg over the back of Terrence's neck. Johnny Dangerous follows suit and both men leap up before they come crashing down, driving the big man face first into the steel chair with a double Carribean Cutter!

 

"WILD AND DANGEROUS!"

"WILD AND DANGEROUS!"

"WILD AND DANGEROUS!"

 

"Double Caribbean Cutter on the chair on Citizen Bailey! This match has to be over right now!" Comet yells.

 

Dangerous drags Night up to his feet and slings him through the ropes, out onto the apron and the ladder that’s still balanced on that side of the ring. Wildchild drops onto Janus and forces all his weight across the big man’s shoulders to make a cover..

 

ONE!

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TWO!

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THREEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOO!

 

"See Comet, that’s your problem. You go making all these ridiculous guesses about the match then have to correct yourself 3 seconds later." Riley sneers. "That’s a bad thing. You don’t see me having to correct myself about how much I love seeing this lot hurt each other."

 

Clinging onto the ring ropes for support, Dace hauls himself back to his feet, gasping for air and wiping the blood from his face. As Wildchild looks at Johnny for another move to hit the Anti-Heel Machine with, he sees Night standing up. Bounding towards the nearest turnbuckle, he leaps up in a single flowing motion. The Human Hurricane looks down for a moment before diving from the top rope out onto the apron, wrapping his legs around Night’s neck. Flipping backwards, Wildchild falls to the floor, taking Dace off the apron and sending him crashing back first into the ladder with a loud crash, prompting the crowd to scream!

 

"HOLY SHIT!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

 

"DIVING HURRICANSUICIDA ONTO THE LADDER! Citizen Night could be dead!" Comet gasps.

 

"MWAHAHAH! This match just gets better and better all the time!" cries Riley.

 

Springing back onto the apron and stepping back into the ring, Wildchild rubs his back and looks at his tag partner, then both look at Terrence as the Anti Heel Machine starts to sit up. The Barracuda grabs a chair and drives it down into the big man's head, knocking the giant straight back down to the mat, while Wildchild leaps to the top rope. Scaling the top rope on the opposite corner, the tag partners look at the Anti-Heel Machine laid out in the middle of the ring. Leaping up, both men extend their arms, soaring down into the chest of the seven foot monster with a double diving fist drop as the crowd pops!

 

"This isn't Memphis!" yells Riley.

 

"I don’t see you complaining when Justice and Rule act like it is Riley." Comet snaps back.

 

Wildchild rolls off as Johnny hooks a leg and Kivell slides in once again to count what must be the final pin fall as the fans yell along...

 

ONE!

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TWO!

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THREEEEEENOPEHE'SNOTDEADYETNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

 

"But Citizen Terrence STILL KICKS OUT!" Comet yells at the top of his lungs.

 

Rolling his fingers in the air, the Human Hurricane springs to the top rope once again, signalling for the Falling Star Press as the Barracuda drags Terrence into position. Wildchild balances for a moment, before sailing through the air and crashing onto his back in a heap as Dace Night shoves him off the top rope to a roar from the crowd. Nearly falling, half-dragging himself, the Brummie Goth makes it through the ropes and back into the ring. Catching a wildly charging Johnny Dangerous with an equally wild boot to the midsection, Dace frantically underhooks the super spy's arms and swings him up and back, dropping him headfirst into the Defenestration! While Johnny lays completely unmoving on the mat, the Anti-Heel Machine climbs up to his feet. Staggering slowly, as he backs towards the ropes, Terrence waves Dace on. Grabbing Wildchild by the legs, Dace falls backwards and launches Wildchild through the air... right into the path of of the giant's Gore...

 

*CA-FUCKING-RUNCH!*

 

"SOUL CRUSHER! Wildchild was saved from the Mind Crusher last time, but there was no one around to save his soul.... Mwahahah!" Riley cackles at the sight of destruction the four men have caused on each other, as Terrence falls to the mat over Wildchild's limp body.

 

ONE!

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TWO!

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THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

 

*DING DING DING!*

 

"Here are your winners and number one contenders to the SWF WORLD TAG TEAM TITLES ...TERRENCE ‘JANUS’ BAILEY AND DACE .."

 

"FUCKING!"

 

"NIIIIIIIGHT!” roars Funyon as we ..

 

Fade out.