jesse_ewiak 0 Report post Posted August 17, 2004 Well, if anybody has some comments/suggestions, thanks... “Welcome back to Smarkdown, loyal citizens, it is I, CYYYCCCLLLOONNNEEE COMET~!” shouts The Masked Avenger himself as the capacity crowd in the America West Arena cheers and makes all sorts of noise. “Well, we still got a bunch of show, including MUCH MORE MADDIX~ and Tom Flesher proving once again he is the greatest man in the history of the SWF by beating Sean Davis, even with Spike as the special referee,” says Riley. “That remains to be seen Robert, but right now we have four defenders of justice facing of in an um, unusual match.” “Just say what you want to say Comet…the bookers are on crack,” says Riley with mirth in his voice. “Whatever substances they are using to come up with ideas, it’s working. Anyway, it looks like Citizen Funyon is ready to begin.” The impeccably dressed Funyon begins as the crowd murmurs, “The following match is a FOUR-MAN THREE-PHASE ELIMINATION MATCH!” Small pop, half just because Funyon said it loudly, and half because it sounds weird. “The rules are as follows, four men start out in the ring at the same time. Disqualifications and Count-Outs are in full effect. One man is eliminated by being disqualified, pinned, counted out, or by submitting, and he returns to the backstage area, leaving the three remaining competitors behind. At this point, the count-outs rule is dropped, and wrestlers can be pinned anywhere in the arena. Once one more competitor is pinned, leaving two men left, the disqualification rule is dropped and there are no rules!” Impending violence pop as Funyon continues, “Introducing first…” Around the arena the lights drop out, leaving everyone shrouded in complete and total darkness. After a few moments of silence, an ominous voice bellows from the rafters as the SmarkTron slowly fades to life, showing a large crag of mountain that seems larger than life... "An overwhelming symbol of power..." ...the voice fades away as the opening notes of "Darkest Omen" cascade over the crowd, two large spotlights hit the entrance ramp, showing a large figure standing tall and looking out over the arena. The music continues and the man steps from the shadows, revealing himself to be none other than Edward James. With an intense look frozen in his eyes, Edward walks to the ring, his every step met with the mix of slow, classical tones and cymbal crashes of his music... “…from Redwater, Alberta, Canada, at a weight of 276 pounds…EDWWWWWWWWARD JAAAAAAAMES!” The crowd cheers the rookie as he climbs the ring steps, turning to face them as he reaches the apron. He raises one fist slow and delibrately, holding it high in the air for a moment before turning back and climbing into the ring, his motions like a caged lion - waiting to be unleashed onto the SWF. “Introducing next…” (Go To) California” by Rob Zombie starts up to a small, first match of the night pop as Nathan Xavier walks out and makes his first appearance in the SWF. Looking very much like Batista of the WWE…very thick and brutish. Xavier is wearing long black and baggy leather pants and a dark blue sleeveless SWF T-shirt. Nathan has short black slightly spiked hair with no sideburns and a short goatee. Alongside him is his wife and manager Sasha Edwards. Funyon continues, “…weighing 326 pounds, from Santa Clara, California, accompanied by Sasha Edwards…NATHAN XAVVVVVVVVIER!” Xavier gets in the ring and goes to the corner, waiting as the crowd cheers. “And their opponent…” Cue the creepy beginnng to 'Back on Earth' by OZZY~ as David Cross walks out to the ring, focused on the ring as the crowd gives him a pop as a small bit of pyro goes of behind him. “…weighing 277 pounds, from Oil City, Pennsylvania…”THE FALLEN ANGEL” DAAAAAAAAAVID CROSS!” Cross walks down to the ring, absent mindedly slapping hands as his eyes stay focused on the ring. As he gets in, he gives his jacket and cross to the ringside attendant. Cross goes to the second rope on his corner, saluting the fans before waiting for the final man. “Finally…” "Lapdance" by N.E.R.D begins to play in the background, while multi-colored lights flash. A lone spotlight shines down upon the stage and as the vocals drop, "Lap-dance" continues, causing Ryan Dustin comes to the stage, through the curtain, facing the crowd -- arms folded across his chest -- while his red cameo jacket flutters from an unknown undercurrent. After a pause, Dustin makes his way to the ring, interacting with various fans... “…weighing in at 228 pounds, from Carson City, Nevada…”THE REEEEEEEAL DEAL” RYYYYYYYYAN DUSTIN!” ...Until he reaches the ring, climbing up the outside of the turnbuckle, he poses once again, sizing up his would be opponent by placing his hands in the form of a 'picture frame'. As if waiting for a cue, Ryan turns to the crowd, nodding his head to the beat... before backflipping into the ring, giving the fans a little flourish for their buck. Ryan props himself up in the corner and awaits the action to begin, as his music fades into the background. DING! DING! DING! “Here we go, four talented wrestlers all looking to move up in the ranks here in the SWF,” says Comet as the four try to choose who will pair off first. “Well, Cross and Xavier are new, Dustin seems to have hit a brick wall, and was James ever higher than Blanka’s first opponent?” asks Riley as Dustin and Edward James face off. Ryan and Edward go into a collar-and-elbow tie-up with James gaining the easy advantage with a headlock. Dustin however throws a few quick elbow to the stomach, leading James to send the cruiser into the ropes. Dustin though leap frogs James, then as the two grapplers come off the ropes, Dustin does a quick tumbleweed roll under a clothesline attempt of James and unleash a quick snap kick as Edward turns around! Then, as James is stunned Ryan nails him with a quick… “..SHOTEI!“ yells Comet as the fans pop while James falls to the mat. “The quickness and experience of Citizen Dustin is overwhelming the young rookie here, Robert.” “Well, Dustin’s strikes are surprisingly strong after years of practice. He knows right where to nail you with them to get the most damage.” James gets up quickly, only to get taken right back down to the mat by a Ryan arm drag, followed up by a big dropkick right to Edward’s expansive chest when he rises back to his feet! Edward recovers again, and gets right back to a vertical base, but this time “Tonight’s Highlite” comes from behind, and drops James face-first to the mat with a reverse Russian legsweep! Edward is a little stunned again, but is further attacked as he gets up as Dustin leaps on to him, and brings him down to ground level with a rana! He tucks in for the pin… …ONE… …TW - STRONG KICKOUT! “Ryan should know better. James my be a rookie with no discernible skill, but he’s still big and strong so he still probably has a way to go before he falls to a pin,” says Riley with some contempt in his voice. “Well Robert, if you think you can do better, why don’t you replace Citizen Dustin?” asks Comet. “I would, but ya’ know, my back…” says Bobby, pleading injury. “I thought it would be more your knees, Robert.” replies Comet. As Riley recovers from the zinger, Ryan rushes in on a standing James only to get a boot to the gut as the fans cheer the comeback! James brings Dustin down to the mat with a powerful clothesline, then sends him into the corner. There, James rears back and… *SLAP* “WHOO!” *SLAP* “WHOO!” *SLAP* “WHOO!” …seeing that Ryan’s chest in nice and red, Edward sends Dustin into the other corner with a hard Irish whip! Dustin bounces out of the corner, right into a Eddy J SPINEBUSTER bringing the fans to their feet! But, as Eddy plays to the crowd, a hurt Ryan crawls over to the corner and tags in Nathan Xavier to a pop! “Two very large men are about to make this ring shake,” says Comet as the two hosses square off. “both Citizen Xavier and James have not had the most success here in the SWF.” “Xavier lost to Candance for Christ sakes, Comet. He sucks, and his wife probably swallows,” says Riley as Ryan gets back to his corner, still holding his back. “ROBERT!” screams Comet. “This is a family show!” “Er, Comet…if this is a family show, Janus is mentally balanced and Suicide King has not an ego at all.” The two men continue to circle each other, then Eddy J throws his hands up for a test of strength. Nathan obliges, and the two men locks hands to see who is the strongest. While, at least for a moment until Xavier doubles over Eddy J with a kick to the gut followed by a quick double arm DDT that sends the rookie right to the mat! “Hmm….maybe this Xavier kid has some brains,” muses Riley as Xavier slaps on a half nelson. “Because he was able to trick James?” asks Comet. “No, no, no…a syphilatic monkey could trick James,” replies Riley as Nathan completes the manuever with by putting on a headlock. “Nathan actually just shows the ability to be a bit dick-ish. I like it.” Xavier keeps the hold locked on, on the right side of the ring while Ryan plays to the fans, while the forgotten ‘Fallen Angel’ continues to scan the ring, watching the other competitors. James begins to make his way over to the ropes, slowly at first as Xavier tries to grind in the hold further. But, Eddy J is a little bit stronger than the Santa Clara native and he is able to get a little closer to the ropes, bit by bit as the fans begin to stop their feet a bit to rally their hero of the moment. “Citizen James is refusing to give up Robert.” says Comet as Eddy J inches a little closer to the ropes. “He could easily tap out as he has been in the match the whole time thus far, but he’s sticking it out.” “Well, he’s stronger than Xavier by a bit. Why wouldn’t he?” says Riley. “It’s not like Flesher has a hold on him. Then, it’s be time to tap.” “Does Flesher pay you five bucks every time you mention him in a match that isn’t his?” replies Comet. “No, I do it out of the goodness of my heart.” As the announcers bicker, James inches a little closer to the ropes, then as the fans cheer finally grabs the middle rope to a pop! Xavier breaks cleanly, as James rises to his feet, rolling his neck. Xavier attempts a forearm, but Eddy blocks it and throws one of his own, drilling Nathan. But Xavier fires back, landing one of his own… *THWACK!* *THWACK!* *THWACK!* *THWACK!* *THWACK!* *THWACK!* …after a series of blows back and forth, James lands a second in a row, then delivers a quick kick to the gut, following it up with double axe handle, bringing Nathan to his knees! Xavier is brought to his feet by Eddy J, and as the crowd cheers James, he takes Nathan back down to the mat with a vicious, quick… “…SNAP SUPLEX!” cries Comet as the fans rise to their feet. “Citizen James is not standing dowm here at all even though he has been in the ring the whole match.” “But, he better get out of their quick. Cross hasn’t done a thing, and Dustin looks fully recharged judging by the fact he’s doing a strut in front of the crowd here.” “It appears so,” remarks Comet while Eddy J drills Nathan with a big boot bringing him back down to the mat. James picks up Nathan, and slaps on a waistlock and tries to bring the heavyweight up and over, but Nathan fight back throwing elbow to keep Eddy from finishing the move! Edward tries again, but again Xavier throws out a quick elbow, this time nailing Eddy J right in the jaw! The strikes his with enough force to allow Xavier to employ a standing switch, then drop Eddy with his own German Suplex! Not even attempting the pin, James is picked right up, then delivered right to the mat with a hard… “…LARIATOOOOO~!” cries Comet as James falls right to the mat like a sack of potatoes. “In just two moves, Citizen Xavier has changed the complextion of this match.” “Well Comet, James is finally run out of gas. He’s been playing defense since moment one it seems, and it’s finally catching up. Add to the fact Xavier’s move have a bit more behind them than Dustin and you have a recipe for James going down,” says Riley as Eddy is brought up from the mat again by Xavier. In one fluid motion, Nathan grabs Edward by the throat, picks him up, and slams him right down to the mat with a nasty choke slam! While the fans pop, Xavier plays to the crowd a little, while James gets back to his feet. Eddy J though is peppered with a few shots to the melon by Nathan’s right hand while Sasha cheers him on. Then, Edward is locked into Rock Bottom position, and after just a moment’s hesitation, brought right down the mat with a nasty, vicious… “…STALLING STO BY CITIZEN XAVIER!” cries Comet while the fans rise to their feet in the loudest pop of the match so-far. “Citizen James has to make a comeback here, or the match is lost.” “So, you’re saying he’s done,” replies Riley as Xavier continues to play to the crowd. “If he doesn’t tap that inner reserve all FIGHTERS FOR JUSTICE~ have, then yes Robert, he will be eliminated.” “Inner reserve? I never had that.” “You were and are still a villian, Robert,” says Comet while Xavier hooks the leg and goes for the pin. “Ah, right,” says Riley while Kivell drops down to count… …ONE… …TWO… …THRE - SHOULDER UP! Xavier gets back to his feet, shoots a look to the ref, but just backs up to clear his head. As he stands, looking at James as he struggles to his feet, all of the sudden Ryan rushes over, and tags himself in! “Shouldn’t that fool know that you don’t piss off 270 men who can easily break you?” says Comet as Dustin does a little playing to the crowd as James uses the ropes to get to his feet. “It seems Citizen Xavier is taking it in stride,” replies Comet as Nathan goes to his corner with a small grin on his face. “Wuss.” As Edward finally gets to his feet, Ryan rushes over and nails him with a quick jumping side kick right to the gut! Not taking a moment’s rest, he bounces off the ropes and delivers the quick, vicious knee strike known to some as the Shining Wizard, but to Dustin as… “…JUST DEAL by Citizen Dustin!” cries Comet as James crashes to the mat again. Ryan though immediately runs to the side ropes, and hits the second rope, then the top rope and then flies over on to the fallen Wayward Son with a REAL CLASSIC moonsault! As the fans pop and cheer, Kivell counts… …ONE… …TWO… …TH - NATHAN BREAKS UP THE PIN… …as Dustin looks at Nathan with a look of surprise, Xavier simply shrugs while Eddy gets up again. “Citizen Xavier got a measure of revenge there for Dustin blindly tagging himself into the match,” says Comet. “While, it allows him to get a little more refreshed and causes both Dustin and James to expend more energy to win the match. Not the worst idea ever,” replies Riley as James rises to his feet. But, as James does that, Ryan is ready and strikes up the band while the crowd cheers and then nails Eddy right into the jaw with a perfectly placed DONE DEAL superkick! Dustin does a little strut, then gets up to the top rope as the fans cheer even louder. Ryan gets his back to the ring, does his little ’picture frame’ hand signal, then leaps off and lands on James right in the middle of the ring with a perfectly executed… “…STAAAAAAAARDUSTIN PRESS~!” yells Comet as the fans pop huge and Kivel drops down for the pin… …ONE… …TWO… …THREE! Funyon jumps in, “Edward James has been eliminated. For the next fall, the countout rule is WAAAAAAAAIVED~!” Not waiting for someone to finally tag him in, The Fallen Angel steps over the top rope and gets into the ring as James slides out. Dustin turns around with a big grin, and walks right into the chest of Cross! “This could be trouble for Citizen Dustin,” says Comet as the two combatants staredown for a moment. “Well, Cross and Xavier are the two numbskulls who never tagged him in,” replies Riley. “Hell, he should be thanking them. He’s still at one hundred percent while these two have been slapping around Eddy J for the last ten minutes.” Deciding discretion is the better part of valor, Dustin quickly backs up and tags in Nathan to a pop! Xavier just shares a look with the smallest grappler left, then enters the ring to face off with Cross. The two heavyweight warriors immediately lock up in a collar and elbow tie-up with neither man gaining much of an advantage. The two break it off, then go right back to another tie-up, this time Xavier quickly gaining the advantage, and slapping on a headlock. Cross pushes him off towards the ropes, sending him toward the far ropes as David flies off the near ropes as both men collide into each other with a double clothesline…with Xavier falling back a bit into the ropes! “See, last time those two did that, neither man moved an inch,” says Riley. “This time, Xavier stumbles a little.” “I’m surprised, Robert,” says Comet. “Usually, you save the analysis for the big matches or any match with Flesher in it.” “Hey, I’m being generous,” says Riley. “Don’t say anything about it or I’ll do my Blanka riff.” “Point taken,” replies Comet as Cross fires over a few forearms, keeping Xavier tied up in the ropes! He then sends Nathan into the ropes, firing a stiff big boot, further stunning Nathan as the crowd cheers! Xavier then groggily walks right into a quick, vicious SPINEBUSTER as the fans pops big! Cross brings Nathan up to the mat, then takes him right down with a fireman’s carry right near the ropes, then drops the elbow right on Xavier’s chest. Not even bothering with a pin attempt, Cross brings Xavier back to his feet and fires a few more shots backing Nathan back into the ropes again, then fires a quick kick to the gut of Xavier. Cross then quickly follows it up with a high knee, then before Xavier knows what hit him… “…CRESCENT KICK BY CROSS!” yells Comet as Xavier goes right over the top to the outside as the fans pop like mad. “Citizen Cross just demolished Xavier who just got sent to the outside where there countout rule is not in effect,” continues Comet as Cross goes to the outside. “Good, the more violence the better,” replies Riley. “I was getting tired of all the rules being followed and such. Two guys beating the crap out of each other is much more fun.” As Riley says that, Cross unloads on Nathan as he gets him, hitting Xavier with several haymakers, before a quick kick to the gut and Cross slams Xavier down on the floor! Not done yet, Cross continues to vent his frustration about being frozen out by stomping Xavier, not once, not twice, not thrice, but four times right in gut! Cross then picks Nathan up, but the Santa Clara powerhouse blocks the Irish Whip and sends the Fallen Angel right into the ringside barrier. Nathan then follows that up by kicking Cross right in the throat and keeping his boot there! After a few moments, Xavier let’s go, only to drop Cross on the cold, unforgiving floor with a… “…CHOKE SLAM BY XAVIER~!” again screams Cyclone as the fans pop like mad as Nathan raises his arms to the cheering crowd. “I do think Robert that was a definite momentum changer,” continues Comet as Cross stays down on the ground, but is already stirring. “But look Cyclone, the big goof is already rousing himself up. Cross is a tough customer Cyclone, and Xavier is apt - what in the hell?” asks Riley, suddenly brought off-topic? “Ah, well, that is interesting. It seems Citizen Dustin is not that impressed with either of his opponents,” replies Comet. What is Dustin doing? Well, he’s pantomiming taking a nap and yawning as he watches the two heavyweights rumble. As he notices the camera is now on him, Dustin does a little strut before playing to the crowd a little more. Meanwhile, as we go back to the action, Cross has been brought back to his feet by Nathan, who nails him with a big knee to the chest, followed by a huge axehandle to the back! However, the crowd is buzzing, not because of that. It’s because Ryan is stretching in the ring, running off the far ropes, jumping onto the second rope… “INCOMING!” yells Riley as Dustin then goes to the top rope, changes direction and falls onto both Xavier and Cross with a… “…REAL CLASSIC TO THE OUTSIDE BY CITIZEN DUSTIN!” screams Comet as the crowd comes unglued. “ALL THREE MEN ARE DOWN” Yup, cue the chants… “HOLY SHIT!” “HOLY SHIT!” “HOLY SHIT!” Not surprisingly, Dustin being the attacker is the first to get up and raises his arms to the cheering crowd. However, Nathan Xavier follows quickly after him, and Dustin can’t be having that, so he runs the rail and nails Xavier with a… “…JUST DEAL OFF THE RAIL!” screams Comet…again as the crowd pops huge. “Dustin is being absolutely mental in this match. I think he realize he has not been impressive at all these past few weeks, and this is his last chance to get in with the suits,” says Comet as Dustin delivers a few stiff kicks to the back of Xavier. “Well Robert, whatever his reasons are, Citizen Dustin is truly being impressive tonight,” replies Cyclone as Ryan plays to the crowd even more. However, The Fallen Angel is making his way to his feet and he is not a happy camper. Ryan turns around and finds that out by himself, when he walks right into David’s outstretched right hand! Trying to avoid becoming a stain on the floor, Ryan points at Xavier, out on the floor. Cross simply nods, and pushes Dustin away as the crowd buzzes. “Are Citizen Dustin and Cross making an alliance?” asks Comet as Cross drags a very groggy and out of it Xavier to his feet as the crowd gets even louder. “It’s an alliance in a middle of a match,” replies Riley. “It’ll last about seven seconds after they both get what they need. Which is Xavier out of the match.” Xavier is rolled in by Cross as Dustin does a backflip in, earning himself a look from Cross, and another round of cheers from the fans. Cross picks up Xavier, and then takes him right down to the mat with a nasty EXPLODAH~ suplex as the fans pop. Dustin waits on the outside as Cross pulls Xavier up again and explodes on him with a vicious SHORT ARM LARIATO~. Then, he calmly walks over and tags Dustin in to a large pop from the Arizona crowd. “Hmm…maybe I underestimated these two,” says Riley. “They might have a whole brain between them.” Comet simply sighs as Cross kicks Xavier in the gut and brings him into the universal power bomb/piledriver position. Dustin stands a few steps away as The Fallen Angel brings Nathan up as Sasha tries to get her husband to get out of the hold. Then, as Cross begins to bring Xavier down, Dustin comes over and grabs Nathan in a neck breaker. Cross suddenly let’s go and… *CRASH!* “…OH MY WORD!” Comet yells simply as Dustin brings Xavier crashing to the mat. “I guess one could call that a modified Real Deal or such, but…” “I think you call that ‘Nathan Xavier is going to need a new C4’ Comet,” replies Riley as Dustin lays on the mat, temporarily drained of strength. After a moment, he turns over and hooks the leg… …ONE… …TWO… What, did you really think I was going to have him kick out of that? …THREE! “You could’ve counted until one hundred, Comet.” says Riley as the crowd cheers. Funyon breaks in the moment, “Nathan Xavier has been eliminated! This is the final fall, and it is under HAAAAAAAARDCORE RULES!” Large pop for that as Xavier slowly rolls out of the ring, Sasha helping him to his feet as she shoots a glare at Dustin and Cross. ‘The Real Deal’ has a cocky grin on his face while Cross is unreadable as ever. However, as Dustin turns around, he walks right into a… “…YAAAAAAZU - NO!” screams Comet as Dustin uses his speed to duck under the martial arts move from Cross, and quickly legsweep the mystery man from Oil City, knocking him to the mat! Cross recovers quickly but Ryan is quicker as he hit’s the Fallen Angel with a quick shotei, then takes a step back and stuns Cross with a quick snap quick to jaw, and finishing off by taking Cross to the mat with a flourish with a HURRICARANA! “Citizen Ryan is ably using his quickness and guile to use hit and run tactics on Cross,” Comet says as Dustin rolls to the outside while Cross stays on the mat winded. “Hey, whatever works Cyclone,” replies Riley. “Now that it’s hardcore, let’s begin the violence!” “You are truly sick, you know that?” asks Comet as the crowd pops for Dustin getting a chair! “Just like these fans you always crow about, Comet.” replies Riley. “They want blood and violence almost as bad as I do.” Dustin slides in the ring, and raises the chair to a pop from the crowd, then as The Fallen Angel gets up, he tosses it at him. Of course, instinct makes Cross catch it, only allowing ‘The Real Deal’ to nail David with a DROPKICK TO THE FACE WITH ADDED CHAIR! Ryan quickly snags the chair and sets it up as Cross groggily gets to his feet. As The Fallen Angel returns to a vertical base, Dustin runs up and jumps off the chair, nailing Cross with the JUST DEAL! Stunned, Cross stumbles around as Dustin strikes up the band again, waiting for Cross to turn around and as he does… “…IT’S A DONE DEAL BY CITIZEN DUSTIN!” cries Comet as Cross crashes to the ground. “This match could be all over, Robert.” “What, no blood? No excessive violence? Bah. Give me broken bones or give me death,” replies Riley as Dustin plays to the crowd before sliding to the outside again. “I’m sure we could find an able number of SWF wrestlers to give you either, Robert.” replies Comet. “But, your wishes may come true as Citizen Dustin is looking for something under that ring.” “Good, anything to finally kill off these two,” replies Riley with his usual good cheer. Meaning none at all of course. “Hopefully ‘The Quasi-Real Deal’ will screw up and we’ll have two men with broken bones.” “You are truly heartless, Robert.” “After so long, you’re just figuring that out now?” says an incredulous Riley as Dustin finds what he was looking for…a table. Dustin slides in the table as the fans cheer, quickly following it in and setting it up as Cross begins to stir. Ryan takes care of that, courtesy of a quick kick to the back of the head to KO Cross again as he finishes getting the table legs locked and loaded. He then pulls Cross up and somewhat roughly tosses him on the table. Dustin then gets up to the top rope as the fans cheer even louder. Ryan gets his back to the ring, does his little ’picture frame’ hand signal, then leaps off the top rope and… *CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!* “HOLY SHIT!” “HOLY SHIT!” “HOLY SHIT!” “CROSS MOVED! CROSS MOVED! CROSS ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY OF THE STARDUSTIN PRESS AND BOTH MEN ARE LAID OUT IN THE WRECKAGE!” screams Comet over the insanely loud crowd. Kivell simply shrugs and begins the count… …1... …2... …3... …4... …5... …6... Cross gets up to his knees, breaking the count and gets to his feet, thanks to the ropes. He then raises his fist, then does the throat slitting motion to a big pop from the Phoenix crowd! He picks up Ryan, completely out of it from the crash, kicks him in the gut, brings him into the powerbomb position, picks him up and then drops him to earth with the… “…BLACK MASS BY CROSS~” yells Comet who still somehow has his voice. “Well, Ryan’s dead,” deadpans Riley as Kivel counts… …ONE… …TWO… …THREE! DING! DING! DING! Funyon makes his announcement as Cross gets up, and gets his hand raises, “The winner of the match, “THE FALLEN ANGEL” DAAAAAAAAAAAAAVID CROSS!” “Back on Earth” plays as Cross salutes the fans as we fade to a commercial for Pepsi Max. 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Guest Suicide King Report post Posted August 17, 2004 (edited) You wrote a good match Cross, and in fact it was better than Dustin's, mostly due to his rushed ending. The only reason you lost was that you got the stipulation wrong. In the beginning of your match you had men tagging in and out, but in the match description it clearly says that all four men start in the ring. It sucks, and it isn't fair I know. But if we don't enforce the written stipulations people will change the stipulations themselves willy nilly without storyline approval. Edited August 17, 2004 by Suicide King Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Sly 0 Report post Posted August 17, 2004 As is the norm, I will offer up some comments to anyone who asks for them. I don't want to tear into anyones match that... well... doesn't want it torn up. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
jesse_ewiak 0 Report post Posted August 17, 2004 Ah, crap. I know I read that, I just fell into standard four corners mode for no good reason. *slaps self on head* But hey, if people want to comment, go ahead. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
frisco 0 Report post Posted August 17, 2004 Nice match written by JD, but I did show nd for what its worth here my first HD match. Feel free to comment. “Welllll-come back to SWF Smarkdown” Comet exclaims as the arena lights begin to dim. Robert Riley cracks open an ice cold can of coca-cola as he prepares to assist in calling the match. “This next match should be a very interesting affair citizen Robert”, the spandex superhero begins. “It will pit the evil Dragon Okimurra against the equally vile Jamie Drazon in a hard core contest.” “It should be something” Riley remarks as he takes a sip from his soda. “I would have to say that this being a hard core match Jamie Drazon should definitely enjoy the advantage. He is after all our resident hardcore maniac; but this Dragon Okimurra is undefeated so far so you never know” As the lights in the arena dim Funyon makes his way to the ring. He is nattily attired in a sharp black tux and seems quite enthusiastic as he approaches the center of the ring. “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a hard core match” Funyon begins as the crowd roars in appreciation. “The rules of the match are they are no rules. There is no time limit and no count out. Victory can be obtained only via a pin fall or submission, and this being a hardcore match the pin fall or submission can occur anywhere” The crowd cheers wildly as they await the participants. “Making her way to the ring she weights in at 121 pounds and hails from Okinawa Japan. Ladies and gentlemen please welcome Dragon Okimurra!” The crowd gives the Dragon a polite round of applause as the lights to the arena dim. As the arena darkens David Bowies “China Girl” blares over the speakers and a torrent of yellow and blue pyros erupt near the stage entrance. The curtains in the back open as the Dragon makes her way to the ring followed closely by Frisco. The Dragon is clearly walking to the ring with a purpose tonight, as the expression on her face is stoic. She is again attired in her black playboy bunnie tank top and insanely short black leather mini skirt. Once again she is shoeless for her match. She is not bringing any weapons to the ring however Frisco is carrying a long Kendo stick. Lobo is nowhere to be seen on this evening. As Dragon makes her way to the ring several audience members reach out to touch her but Frisco doesn’t allow them to. The Dragon never acknowledges the crowd as she climbs the steel stairs leading to the ring. She stops briefly allowing Frisco a moment to hold the ropes for her and quickly enters the ring. Frisco breaks with his normal custom of pre match banter with Funyon and solemnly waits outside the ring in unusual silence. “Holy Smokes citizen Robert!” Comet blares. “Did we just witness a normal entrance by Frisco?” “It would appear so” Riley replies. “But I’d be surprised if old Frisco doesn’t have a few tricks up his sleeve” “And her opponent” Funyon speaks into the mike. “Weighing in at 243 pounds he hails from Vancouver British Columbia. He is Jaaaamie Drazon!” As the crowd gives an appreciative ovation the lights fade the pitch-blackness. After a moment of awkward silence Marilyn Mansons “Dope Hat” hits the speakers as Jamie Drazon steps through the curtains at the entranceway. The crowd breaks into a strong round of applause as Drazon makes his way to the ring. The superstar appears absolutely shredded as he makes his way to the ring wearing only a pair of cut off shorts and his normal black boots. On his shoulder he is carrying a long, very thick steel chair and he is holding a sock filled with cue balls as he scours the area for nearby items he can use as weapons. He barely makes eye contact with the crowd and clearly seems focused on his match. A few brave souls in the audience attempt to pat him on the back as he approaches the ring but the sneer on his face serve notice for them to avoid any physical contact with the Superstar. “This guy is one intense son-of-a-bitch” Riley begins. “In the ring he is all business.” “I’m certain citizen Drazon is planning on winning that $5000 from Frisco tonight” Comet counters as Riley takes another drink from his beverage. “Well he’ll have his chance” deadpans Riley. As the two superstars face off in the ring Frisco quickly tosses the kendo stick to the Dragon. She is quick to grab it and holds it as if it were a sword. As Jamie Drazon turns to face the Dragon he is quick to take off his thick steel chain and ready it for battle. As the two circles each other the crowd grows silent. The Dragon takes note of the clearly visible scars that mar the baldhead of Jamie Drazon, a veteran of numerous hard-core contests. As Janie Drazon eyes over his opponent the Dragon pauses for a split second to bow respectfully at her adversary. Drazon nods in acknowledgement of the gesture and motions the Dragon to put down her weapon. As the Dragon contemplates the suggestion Drazon tosses his chain and cue balls to his ring corner and puts up his fists. “Let’s go”, Drazon says confidently as he balls his fists and readies for action. The Dragon tosses her Kendo stick and assumes her typical crouched position as she prepares for battle. She raises her arms in her normal awkward karate form and locks her eyes on Drazon. The two are deadly silent as they circle each other apprehensively. “It seems they are going to forgo the use of weapons in this contest” the spandex super hero chirps. “Perhaps they will settle this like professionals rather than rely on chains and sticks” “Dream on!” blurts Riley. “The second either one of them gets a chance to use a weapon they will” The Dragon quickly drops to the ground and fires a leg sweep. Jamie Drazon is equally fast as he jumps to avoid it. As The Dragon is on the ground he quickly fires a kick at her head but she shows her speed as she dives out of its path at the last second. Drazon charges at her and grabs her in a front face lock but the Dragon immediately fires a series of karate punches to the ripped abdominals of Jamie Drazon. As Drazon breaks the hold he quickly fires a forearm smash to the Dragons face that connects as she quickly moves away from Drazon. In a heartbeat they are once again in a defensive posture and circling each other with great caution. “No one was able to get an advantage from that exchange” Comet exclaims as Riley overlooks the action. As Frisco screams encouragement from ringside Riley takes another swig from his soda. Jamie Drazon raises his hands up to motion for a collar and elbow tie up. The Dragon immediately responds with a spinning kick that is caught by Drazon before it could connect. The Dragon reacts in shock and quickly goes for an Enzuiguri but Drazon ducks under it. As the Dragon misses her mark Drazon twists the leg trying to turn it into an ankle lock. A surprised look flashes on the Dragons face as she quickly kicks back with her other leg to Drazons chiseled chest to break his hold before Jamie Drazon can get it properly secured. The Dragon is well aware of the vice-like grip of Drazon and is extremely cautious to avoid anything that can lead to Drazons deadly Demolition Dreams move. As he moves it for another maneuver the Dragon quickly rolls out of the ring. “It looks like citizen Dragon is not having to much success against citizen Drazon tonight” Comet interjects, as Riley appears deeply engrossed in the match. Drazon carefully observed the Dragon as she contemplates her next move outside of the ring. “One thing that is going to be really annoying this match is I’m going to be tripping up the names all night” Riley offers half-heartedly. “Dragon and Drazon. The two sound alike” The Comet enjoys a quick laugh at the obvious comparison. “Can’t we just call her Candace for tonight?” he offers as Riley rolls his eyes in disbelief. “Another problem Bobbo is in their styles” Comet continues. “They also have very similar wrestling styles. Both use a variety of leverage moves and spinning kicks. They both seem quite proficient in the martial arts” The Dragon quickly rolls into the ring where is is met by a charging Jamie Drazon. She immediately does a leg sweep that catches Drazon and knocks him to the mat. As she rises for her buzz saw kick she is met by a leg sweep from Drazon that knocks her to the mat. Again they both move apart and once again begin circling each other. “Come on and get on with it!” barks out Riley, as he appears clearly frustrated by the awkwardness of the match thus far. “Both of these wrestlers appear to be taking a very cautious approach to this match” Understates the Comet. “Thanks for the update Captain obvious” “It seems very queer to have two wrestlers with such similar names and styles in the match”. The Comet interjects while watching Riley’s reaction. “Very strange” emphasizes Robert Riley as he scowls at the Comet. Drazon suddenly charges at the Dragon who quickly gives him an arm drag. As he gets up and moves in again she again fires another arm drag and follows it up with a missile drop kick to Drazons face. As he falls the Dragon quickly gives him a rolling thunder but before she can land it Drazon raises his knees that smash into the Dragons gut. The Dragon rolls to the mat holding her stomach as a wide grin flashes on Drazons face. “Like that? Bitch?” he mocks as the crowd cheers. “That was nice” Riley remarks as Frisco screams at the Dragon to get up. “It certainly has citizen Frisco’s attention” Comet shoots in as Riley finishes his soda. “I’m sure it does” Drazon quickly grabs the Dragon by her long raven hair and pulls her to her feet. He quickly steps behind her and grabs her around the waste to set her up for a quick German suplex. The Dragon quickly counters by hooking her leg with Drazons and firing an elbow that catches him in the mouth. As the Dragon turns to avoid the suplex Jamie Drazon quickly fires a hard punch to her mouth. The crowd gasps as blood begins to flow freely from the lower lip of the Dragon. Once again a smile flashes on Drazons head as he watches the Dragon wipe the blood of her chin. “Taste good?” he taunts. “That shot busted citizen Dragons lip open” The Comet states with a sense of urgency. “That tends to happen in hard core matches” Riley retorts mockingly. Once again Frisco screams at the referee as he jumps to the ring apron. In this match however the referee completely ignores Frisco, as he is only there to announce the winner. “Don’t know what Frisco is yappin’ about” Riley continues. “It’s a hard core match!” Jamie Drazon fires a fierce kick to the Dragons head. She catches it and immediately sends a kick of her own directly into his balls. This drops Drazon to his knees allowing the Dragon to finally get in her patented buzz saw kick. The kick lands square in Drazons jaw and busts open his lip immediately. Once again the crowd gasps as both warriors are now bleeding visibly. A small but highly irritating smirk graces the Dragons face and Jamie Drazon looks on in anger. “You won’t be smiling in a minute” Drazon blares. “I’m not sure these cuts are as bad as they appear” Riley offers indifferently. “When you cut your lip like that there’s always a lot of blood, but if usually turns out to be a fairly insignificant laceration.” Jamie Drazon quickly leaps back to his feet and fires a bicycle kick to the Dragons jaw. As she doubles over in pain he quickly wraps her in a small package. ONE TWO TH-No the Dragon kicks out. As the Dragon gets to her feet Drazon springs beside her and rocks her with a Russian leg sweep. He goes to drop an elbow on her face but she is able to roll out of the way before it lands. Drazon grabs at her legs and drags her to near the turnbuckle. The Dragon quickly rolls to her back to avoid a Boston crab. Undaunted by this Jamie Dragon raises the Dragons legs and falls backwards, sling shooting her into the turnbuckle as the crowd cheers. He quickly goes for a schoolboy pin on the dazed Dragon. ONE TWO The Dragon kicks out. “This could be over pretty soon” Riley notes. As Drazon senses victory could be immanent he moves in for the kill. He pulls the Dragon up by her long black hair in order to set her up for a brain buster. In desperation the Dragon quickly grabs Drazons head and hits him with a jawbreaker. This drops Jamie Drazon to the mat and gives the Dragon a second to hit him with her patented rolling thunder. “It would appear that citizen Dragon is mounting a comeback”. The Comet exclaims as he observes a look of annoyance of Jamie Drazons face. “I’ll give her credit” Riley cuts in. “She is resourceful” As Jamie Drazon tries to recover from the Dragons last move she quickly rolls out of the ring and grabs him by the ankles. She struggles to drag him into the ring corner so that his legs are dangling over the ring apron and the steel turnbuckle is precariously located between his legs about four inches from his inguinal area. A look of horror comes over Drazons face as the Dragon grabs him under the knees and falls back. The end result is he gets his balls driven hard into the steel post the crowd roars and Drazons screams in agony. “Holy shit that has to hurt!” blurts the Comet as Riley winces. The Dragon grabs Drazons leg and drives it hard to the steel turnbuckle. She makes certain to drive the knee hard against the unforgiving steel as Jamie Drazon roars in agony. In desperation Drazon sits up and shoves himself away from the steel post. His face is white with pain as the writhes on the mat. The Dragon climbs to the top turnbuckle and immediately fires a lionsault to the fallen Drazon. She is quick to hook the leg and go for the cover ONE TWO THR—No Drazon gets a shoulder up to avoid the pin fall. “Damn”, Riley snorts. “That was close” “Citizen Robert” Comet says mockingly. “It would appear that Frisco might find a way to keep his $5000 again this week” “Would you knock it off talking about Frisco and that stupid $5000 bounty?” Riley yells. “We’re trying to cover a match here!” As Drazon slowly rises to his feet the Dragon grabs him by the arm and fires him into the ropes. He quickly bounces off them but as he returns to her he is met with a thunderous Frankenstein. Again he finds himself on the mat rocked with pain. The Dragon once again seizes the initiative and hits him with a Senton splash and goes for the cover ONE TWO THR—No Again Drazon kicks out. “I’m amazed at the will power of Jamie Drazon” The Comet marvels. “He keeps on finding a way to will himself out of losing this match” “I’m not at all surprised,” Riley continues. “Jamie Drazon is a man. He digs down deep and fights hardest when his back is against the wall. I have never questioned Jamie Drazons metal” As Drazon wills himself to his feet the Dragon quickly slides behind him and gives him a German suplex. As his back hits the mat she flips over and bridges it into a pin fall. ONE TWO Jamie Drazon kicks out once again. “I believe that move is similar to citizen Drazons Dragon Suplex Bridge” The Comet offers as Riley rips open another coke. “Of course it is!” He barks. “Every damn move she uses is similar to Jamie Drazons. She’s nothing but cheap Japanese knock-off!” The Comet glances at the fuming Robert Riley. “I hope that soda is caffeine free” As the Dragon prepares to fire another buzz saw kick Drazon shoots a desperation Thai Roundhouse kick that lands squarely on the Dragons jaw and knocks her off her feet and hard to the mat. As her eyes momentarily glaze over Drazon slowly crawls on top of her for the pin. “Move your fucking ass!” Riley screams as the referee runs to count the pin. ONE TWO TH-No the Dragon kicks out. “Damn slow referee!” Riley spits and Drazon looks very annoyed. “I’m not sure that would have resulted in a pin fall,” Comet states. “But it was certainly close” Frisco tosses his hands in the air in frustration at the shift in momentum. A moment ago the match appeared all but won by the Dragon, but now Jamie Drazon was winning. As the Dragon slowly rises to her feet Jamie Drazon rifles her with a low blow. This is clearly painful even to the female Dragon and doubles her over which allows Drazon to catch her in a spinning neck breaker. The crowd cheers Drazon for mounting a comeback but as usual he seems totally indifferent to them. As the Dragon lies on her back in the ring Drazon fires a stenton splash of his own. “Take that, bitch!” he yells as the Dragon recoils in pain. A smile crosses the face of Riley who is clearly enjoying watching Jamie Drazon take control of the match. “That a-boy Jamie” Riley cheers. “It would appear citizen Frisco will be losing some money tonight after all” Comet is quick to offer earning another dirty look from Riley. “You’re back to the money again?” “If memory serves me correct” Comet shoots in. “You were very upset that the Dragon won last week. I thought you wanted Frisco to have to pay off $5000” Riley just shakes his head in dismay. “You clearly don’t get it” he sighs. “I have no real problem with Frisco. I actually think he’s kind of cool and he is a hell of a manager. The person I have issues with is this Candace-Dragon girl. I don’t like her!” Riley blurts as he watches the action. “I’ve hated her ever since that match she had with Siclen.” “The Comet nods his head. “So I see you like Mike Von Siclen” Riley glares at the Comet who is smirking at his own joke. “He’s a hell of a wrestler who deserved better than to be beaten by her!” Jamie Drazon pulls up the Dragon by her long black hair and gives her a hard snap suplex. As she hits the mat he fires a missile drop kick to the back of the head that earns a huge pop from the crowd. As she struggles to get to her feet he fires a buzz saw kick of his own which knocks her to the canvas. “Remember that bitch?” he yells to the fallen Asian. “I do!” Drazon again pulls up the Dragon and rifles her to the turnbuckle. As the Dragon turns around she is met with a series of punishing knife-edge chops that buckle her knees as she screams at each hit. Drazon grabs the Dragons arm and gives her a Judo hip toss. As she lands he holds on to the arm and twists it backwards in a torturous arm bar. “I would imagine this should be over pretty soon,” Riley confidently predicts. “I can see her taping any moment now” As the Dragon suffers from the arm bar Jamie Drazon steps over her and alters the move into a modified version of an Eastern Stretch. He twists down savagely on the Dragons neck which twisting her arms backwards as the agony on the Dragons face is obvious. “She’s going to tap!” Riley screams as the Dragon screams in agony. Jamie Drazon continues to apply the hold as the Dragon desperately reaches for the ropes. “It would appear citizen Dragon is trying to make her way to the ropes” the spandex crusader informs Riley who enjoys a sip from his ice-cold beverage. “A lot of good that will do her in a hard core match.” He shrugs as the match appears all but over. “No rope breaks in a hard core match” As the end appears imminent Frisco picks up the kendo stick and rolls into the ring. He quickly crashes it across the back of Jamie Drazon. As the referee screams at Frisco to get out of the ring Jamie Drazon releases the hold and turns his attention to the intruding manager. The Dragon falls to the mat in agony as the crowd roars. “Citizen Frisco makes the save,” Comet blurts as Riley looks on in amazement. “All I can say is Frisco run!” Riley looks as he notices a distinct look of terror on Frisco's face. Frisco quickly tries to get out of the ring but Jamie Drazon catches him before he can get away. He fires a series of wild shots to Frisco’s skull that bring the manager to his knees in a heartbeat. He nails Frisco with a buzz saw kick to the head that drops the manager to the mat as the crowd continues to cheer. “This match is getting out of control” Riley comments. “Frisco has no business being in there at all” “Remember Robert, no rules in a hard core match” Comet fires back. As Frisco lie on the mat Drazon grabs his legs and quickly separates them. As Frisco begs for mercy Jamie Drazon places several well-aimed kicks to Frisco’s balls that has the manager screaming in pain. He pulls him up and whips him face first into the turnbuckle. Slowly the Dragon begins to stir on the other side of the ring. “I think citizen Drazon should be more focused on the Dragon and winning the match than destroying Frisco here tonight” Comet states as the crowd wildly cheers on Drazon as he drives Frisco’s head hard into the turnbuckle. Drazon quickly recognizes the opportunity to inflict even more damage and tosses Frisco to the ground. He removed the thick turnbuckle pad and tosses it to the crowd. As Frisco cowers on the mat Jamie Drazon pulls him up and smashes his head into the unforgiving steel post several times. The crowd goes wild as blood spurts from Frisco’s forehead as Drazon has busted him wide open. “Citizen Frisco is bleeding now,” The Comet astutely notices as Drazon drops the lifeless manager to the mat. The ring is stained with blood as it pours freely from several deep lacerations on Frisco’s forehead. Jamie Drazon immediately turns his attention to the Dragon who is now up on her feet. “Your turn, Bitch” Drazon barks as he fires a crescent kick at her skull. At the last moment the Dragon moves to avoid the kick and it sails wildly over her head. As Drazon turns to face the Dragon he is met with a torrent of purple spew as the Dragon spits her purple mist in his eyes. “There’s that shit again” Riley exclaims as Drazon covers his eyes as he is blinded by the substance. The Dragon quickly picks up the Kendo stick and smashes it hard across the face of Jamie Drazon. He immediately falls to the mat and covers up his eyes as the mist blinds him. The Dragon smashes the kendo stick savagely across Drazons skull several times as blood begins to flow from Drazons baldhead. “It’s starting to look like a war zone in there,” Riley offers as the Comet looks on quietly. The Dragon quickly scans the ring and finds Drazons steel chain. She runs to it and coils it around her fist as she goes to the fallen Drazon. As he tries to regain his sight the Dragon fires a series of karate punches to his forehead. The punches are made far more lethal since she is using Drazons chain. The crowd roars as Drazons forehead is busted wide and blood pours out covering his face and the mat. “The action is very wild in this match” Comet understates. “Citizen Drazon has been badly lacerated and is bleeding profusely,” he continues and Riley is now very quiet and appears somewhat pale. In the ring Frisco has finally regained consciousness as he rolls out to the arena floor. His $3000 Tuxedo is covered with blood. The Dragon wraps the chain around the face of Jamie Drazon and plants her foot on the back of his head. The crowd grows silent as she pulls the chain hard digging into Drazons face as he screams with pain. Jamie Drazon’s face is a mask of blood and the referee moves in for a closer look. Outside the ring Frisco wobbles over to the timekeepers table and shoves him off his chair. He tosses the steel-folding chair into the ring and yells at the Dragon to use it. As the timekeeper protests Frisco grabs the bell and throws that into the ring as well. “Now it appears numerous weapons have been placed into the ring” Comet offers as he checks out Riley who appears ill from all the bloodletting. “What are your thoughts Robert?” Riley takes a sip of his soda. “Ah-huh” he says weakly. The Dragon drops the chain and grabs the steel-folding chair. As Drazon falls back against the turnbuckle she fires several thunderous shots to his head and shoulder area. She tosses the chair to his face and fires a missile drop kick hard on its back that sends Drazons skull hard into the turnbuckle. “Take that, Bitch!” she screams as Drazon lies in a near fetal position in the ring. As Drazon stirs in the blood soaked ring Frisco leans at the ring apron. His face is covered in blood as it is still pouring from a deep inch long laceration over his right eye. “Take that fucker apart!” Frisco screams as he pulls out his handkerchief to try to stop the bleeding. The crowd becomes oddly quiet as the Dragon raises the steel timekeeper’s bell and drives in into Jamie Drazons shoulder. He screams in pain once more at the impact. “It would appear that the Dragon might have injured Jamie Drazons shoulder with that bell” The Comet states as Riley begin to regain his composure. “It’s a wild scene out there Comet” Riley finally offers. “I hope medics are available after this match” The Dragon pulls up Drazon and quickly hits the Asian death lock. The crowd cheers in relief that the bloody match appears nearly over as Drazons right arm falls limply to his side. The referee quickly runs over to check on his status as a smile crosses the Dragons face. He reaches Drazons left arm and raises it. It quickly falls to the mat, as Jamie Drazons eyes turn glassy. ONE The referee again raises the arm as the crowd watches in great anticipation. He releases it and it again drops lifelessly to the floor. As Drazon feels the life leaving him to desperately searches the mat for any possible weapon he can find. As the referee goes to raise his arm for the third time Drazon feels a familiar hard object on the mat. He grasps it as the referee raises his hand. Just as the hand goes up Drazon fires desperation shot to the Dragon. The thick steel chain Drazon bought into the ring is clenched firmly in his hand and acts as a pair of brass knuckles. The punch catches the Dragon just above her eye and opens a gash and blood pours down her face. The hold is immediately broken as she falls hard to the mat. “What a move by Jamie Drazon” screams Riley energized by the comeback. “This one is not over yet” The Comet watches intently as Drazon is unable to even get to his feet. “It would appear the Dragon is knocked out, but I doubt that Jamie Drazon will be able to cover her” As both wrestlers lie lifeless on the mat the referee stands over them unsure of what to do himself. The hard-core match does not allow for a count out so the referee moves to the center of the ring to observe what happens next. As silence falls over the crowd Jamie Drazon stirs for a moment, then the Dragon. Neither appears able to get to their feet. “The referee is unable to count out either the Dragon or Jamie Drazon” Cyclone Comet states as Riley merely nods in agreement. “Hopefully one of them will get up sometime tonight!” As the two wrestlers remain on the group Frisco makes his way into the ring. The referee is quick to cut him off but he continues to the fallen Dragon. He shakes her violently in an effort to revive her. “That evil Frisco has entered the ring” the spandex superstar exclaims. “Once again he is trying to interfere in this match!” “Don’t get your panties in a bind” Riley shoots back. “He can do anything he wants in this match” As Frisco raises the Dragon to a sitting position the crowd reacts to the blood pouring out from over her eye. Her lovely Asian features are covered with blood and it is flowing down her playboy bunnie shirt. She appears obviously dazed as Frisco drags her on top of the lifeless Jamie Drazon for the pin. The referee casts a dirty look at Frisco who screams for him to count. He reluctantly complies. ONE TWO THRE-NO! Just as the referee is about to count three Mike Van Siclen charges into the ring and pushes the Dragon off of Jamie Drazon. The crowd exploded as he unloads a wild punch to Frisco that knocks him clear out of the ring. As Frisco hits the floor Van Siclen runs out after him. “What the fuck?” Riley barks in amazement. “What is Van Siclen doing here? …Not that’s its not good to see him” “I think Citizen Van Siclen has a bone to pick with Frisco after the match he had earlier with the Dragon. It appears its payback time tonight” As Frisco attempts to get to his feet Van Siclen gives him the Riot Act driving Frisco’s head hard to the lightly padded American West Arena floor. The crowd goes wild, as Frisco is knocked senseless. Van Siclen spits on Frisco then heads back to lockers. Both the Dragon and Jamie Drazon are back on their feet and wobbling in the ring. The hardcore legend Jamie Drazon appears injured as his right arm lies limply by his side. He has lost a tremendous amount of blood and is unsteady on his feet. The Dragons face is a mask of blood herself but she appears the more stable of the two. Drazon drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring. The crowd gives him a strong ovation as he heads out in search of a weapon. The Dragon rolls out of the ring and quickly finds Drazons cue balls. She grabs the sock and heads towards Drazon who is getting his chain ready. As she gets close the Dragon reaches into the sock and starts taking out the cue balls. She throws them at Drazon who winces in pain when they hit. “What does she think?” Quiz’s Riley. “She’s a member of the Japanese baseball team?” Jamie Drazon charges at the Dragon and rams the steel chain hard across her skull. As she falls down the is covered in blood as Drazon realizes he’s opened the Dragon up again. He grabs the weakened Asian and attempts to strangle her with the chain as she struggles to get free. As she is being choked with the chain she is able to fight her way to the announcers table much to the chagrin of Cyclone Comet and Robert Riley. “It would appear we have visitors Robert” Comet announces as the blood covered combatants crash into the announcer’s table. “This is incredible” Riley yells as he moves out of the way of the Dragon as she falls on the table. Jamie Drazon continues to tighten the chain in an effort to choke the Dragon who appears fading. As the referee makes his way for a closer view of the action the Dragon reaches across the announcer’s table and grabs one of the small video monitors. She throws it hard to the face of Jamie Drazon which bounces hard off his blood covered forehead and knocks him to the ground. The Dragon collapses as well. Riley and Cyclone Comet quickly move away from the carnage and join Funyon at ringside. As the Dragon and Drazon recover they get portable mikes as they continue to call the action despite their damaged announcers table. “Well it would appear we’ll have to repair that before the next match” The Comet jokes as the Dragon rise to her feet and starts leaving the arena. “It would also appear that the Dragon is getting the hell out of dodge” As Jamie Drazon gets to his feet he see’s the Dragon. Fleeing. He picks up his chain and follows her up the arena stairs and towards the Copper Club Restaurant at the American West Arena. A Large contingent of Phoenix police quickly take to the Aisles in an effort to keep the audience away from the wrestlers who are engaged in bloody combat within arms length from the fans. As the Dragon and Jamie Drazon make it to the Copper Club lounge a SWF technician runs up the aisle with a portable camera to film the action. “I’m going to kill you, bitch” Drazon screams as he tries to close in on the Dragon. “I wonder if pin falls count outside of the building” Riley asks as it appears that the Dragon might leave the arena if she is able to. As the wrestlers enter the lounge most of the customers are wise enough to leave the area. The few that remain show the intelligence to at least stay at their tables. A group of Phoenix police mans the entranceway to keep the crowd from entering the lounge as several officers secure the exits in an effort to isolate the mayhem in the lounge rather than allow it to spill out into the arena Concorde. The referee and the cameraman join the action as Jamie Drazon desperately attempts to corner the Dragon. “Well I think this is finally nearing an end” Comet exhales as Riley watches the action on a small monitor that was undamaged by the earlier action. “Both the Dragon and Jamie Drazon are cornered in the lounge and they will have to end this there!” The Dragon quickly grabs a chair and rifles it at Drazon. He moves away as the Dragon starts throwing glasses, beer bottles and whatever else is left on the tables at him. A few customers still remaining hide under the tables to avoid the flying dishes. As the Dragon charges Jamie Drazon with a chair he is able to nail her with his massive steel chain. He quickly wraps it around her throat and lifts her with it. As she grabs at the chain she screams out a blood curdling yell as the crowds gasp. “Holy Shit” Cyclone Comet blurts. “Drazon is hanging Candace with the chain!” The Dragon desperately wraps her fingers around the chain as she feel it digging deep into her throat. As she hold the chain she is able to temporarily avoid being choked by the chain but also realizes she can only do this for a short while. Drazons grip on the chain remains vice-like and he tightens it as the Dragon begins to loose consciousness. As Drazon looks at the Dragons blood drenched face he notices her eyes rolling to the back of her head. A gurgle comes from her throat as blood tinged bubbles begin to form at her mouth. The Dragon continues to fight on refusing to submit to the chain yet she is clearly losing her battle to retain consciousness. Suddenly a huge man crashes into Jamie Drazon. The massive impact knocks Jamie Drazon across the room and smashed him into a wall. The huge 400 pounder Lobo attacks Drazon like a man possessed as the Dragon falls lifelessly to the floor. As Drazon tries to defend himself from the well-rested Lobo he is hit with a vicious punch to the gut. Lobo batters him with a Mongolian chop and drives a knee hard into Dragons sculptured abs. As Drazon is doubled over Lobo hoists him up into a Tombstone pile driver and drills him into the Lounge floor. Drazon lie lifelessly on the mat as Lobo goes to the fallen Dragon. “Curse that Lobo” Cyclone yells as Riley continues to track the action. Lobo quickly scoops up the Dragon and lays her over the fallen Drazon. The referee runs over to make the counts. ONE TWO THREE DING DING DING As crowds run to see the carnage in the Copper Club lounge Funyon quickly jogs into the center of the ring. As he glances at the sea of spectators he notices they are all focuses on what is going on in the lounge rather than in the ring. Funyon clear his throat to attract attention to his announcement. “Ladies and Gentleman” Funyon announces from the blood soaked ring. “The time of the contest 24 minutes and 18 seconds. The winner via pin fall---Dragon Ok—im—urrrra!!!” The crowd gives a round of cheer as the referee raises the hand of the unconscious Dragon. A group of medics are quickly on the scene as they begin giving emergency medical care to both Jamie Drazon and the Dragon. Within a minute both wrestlers are strapped on stretchers and on oxygen. As a medic places an IV in the left arm of the Dragon another medic is busy playing a neck support on Drazon as they assess them for injuries. Lobo jobs to ringside to check on Frisco as the program goes to a well-needed commercial break. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
