Sjl crimson 4th comments

[Guest Renegade]

From what I read it was good show, Jake jobbing himself again, and Flexxx and Mafia beating XF9, double DQ from Death was pretty neat too, oh and lets not forget Frost's match, hopefully we got ourselves a new gimmick match.

 

 

Oh yeah Johnny Generic ownz all!

[Guest Ash Ketchum]

*shrugs shoulders* Don't know how they won, but it must have been close.

[Guest Ash Ketchum]

Here's the match:

 

Twenty straight Stacker 2 commercials later and we’re finally back inside the Pyramid Arena with the rabid SJL fans. The sea of signs make it hard to make out the individuals holding them. The commentary team receives their cue from the production truck and Axis begins to speak.

 

Axis: Hi fans and welcome back to SJL Crimson! If you’re just joining us…

 

Edwin: …and shame on you if you are just tuning in…

 

Axis: …you’ve missed some great action thus far. Next on tap is a tag match between XF9’s Ash Ketchum and Ced Ordonez taking on the duo of Flexxx and Mafia.

 

Edwin: So, Suicide King, are who you favoring in this match: The tag team of the three-letter first names of the three-letter acronym or the tag team of the verb and the noun?

 

King: The what and the who?

 

Edwin: C’mon, King, it’s an easy question. Lemme spell it out for you…T…H…E…T…A…G…

 

King: B…I…T…E…M…E…

 

Axis: Oh, B…L…arg. Funyon looks like he’s ready, so we’ll turn it over to him.

 

As the arena begins to quiet down for the next match... the scratching noises of record discs begin to be heard. Before you know it, the music of "It's Going Down" by The X-ecutioners featuring Linkin Park begins to play. The lights perform a show that goes along with the music while the SmarkTron begins to air clips of the XF9ers. Ced and Ash steps out to greet the fans, waving to them before heading down to the ring.

 

Funyon: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to tonight’s main event! The following is an elimination tag match. Entering first, representing X Force Nine, at a combined weight of 446 pounds, the team of CED ORDONEZ and ASH KETCHUUUUM!!!

 

Both men enter the ring, the lights still casting a blue shadow across the arena as Ash and Ced mount the turnuckles, the crowd cheering on the two men.

 

Edwin: It’s XF9!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

 

King: Screw you.

 

Axis: Gentlemen... no fighting-

 

Edwin: OK.

 

King: Yeah... Edwin knows he can’t beat me...

 

When the fans eventually calm down and Zach de la Rocha's unusually creepy voice echoes in a low, ghostly volume throughout the arena, "Born as Ghosts" by Rage Against the Machine plays and a video of Flexxx's Golden Gun flashes on the SmarkTron screen. Flexxx walks onto the ramp and does the Diamond Cutter taunt... then breaks his hands apart, signaling a huge yellow stream of pyro to fly into the ramp and explode three times! From within the yellow smoke created by the explosions, Flexxx twirls around his kendo stick and calmly walks down the ring. Flexxx then enters the ring walks to the center, then he mounts all four turnbuckles, raising his hands up in the air with the trademark split-finger victory sign.

 

Funyon: Introducing their opponents: First, out of Rochester, New York, weighing in at 239 pounds, FLUNKMASTAAAAAA FLEEEEEXXX!!!

 

Axis: What a sick-o. He’s one half of the attacking team that nearly crushed Ash last week

 

King: You are SO melodramatic.

 

Edwin: But it is true.

 

King: As true as Mr. Fuzzums is alive.

 

Edwin: See? Told ya it was true.

 

The lights turn out, as the hard drums and grunge guitars of "Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck" by Prong hits. Multi-colored strobe lights pulse along with the song, flashing onto the ring and entryway as numerous spotlights circle the stage, waiting for Mafia to make his entrance. Finally he throws aside the curtain and emerges, as those in attendance boo him mercilessly. From there, he begins walking to the ring, taking his time as he struts down the ramp, forcing the fans to wait for the match, as the spotlights follow him on his descent. He takes a turn at the bottom of the ramp, and walks up the ring steps and onto the apron whilst shooting off dirty looks and insults to those fans lining the ring.

 

Funyon: And his tag team partner, hailing from Denver,

Colorado and weighing in a 215 pounds, MAAAAFIIIIAAAAA!!!

 

As he steps over the second rope, into the ring, he whips off his jacket and tosses it to the referee, before spinning on his heel and down onto a knee in the middle of the ring, raising his arms and flexing for the camera.

 

Axis: ...And this is the other half.

 

Edwin: BOOOOOOO!!! GET A BETTER TASTE IN CLOTHING!

 

Axis: Edwin, he’s-

 

Edwin: AND A HAIR CUT!!!!

 

The referee gives each team final instructions before signaling for the match to commence.

 

::DING!::

 

Axis: It looks like we’re starting off with Ced Ordonez and Mafia. These two men are no strangers to each other, but Ced has come out victorious each time they have faced.

 

Edwin: Then again, they didn’t have tag partners in those matches and both wrestlers have very impressive partners in their corner tonight, so this could go either way.

 

Ced and Mafia lock up with the standard collar-and-elbow tie-up and Mafia gets behind Ced with a waistlock. Ced looks around then suddenly grabs Mafia’s legs between his own and tries to roll through into a reverse crucifix kneebar. Mafia cinches Ced’s waist hard and refuses to let him, resulting in the two spinning around until Ced finally gives up and looks for an alternative method of escape. Mafia gives Ced no time to think, as he picks him up from the waistlock and forces him to the mat with a classic takedown.

 

Upon impact, Mafia transitions to Ced’s upper body, applying a side headlock on the grounded Ordonez. Ced carefully pushes himself up to a kneeling position as Mafia continues to hold on. He makes his way to his feet and backs Mafia into the ropes. Ced bounces Mafia off them, but they come to a grinding halt as Mafia refuses to let go of the headlock. Mafia tightens the headlock, causing Ced to stomp the mat in discomfort. Ced backs up into the ropes again, trying again to shove off Mafia, but fails with the exact same results. Ced suddenly latches onto Mafia with a waistlock and forces the hold to be released with a quick backdrop suplex!

 

Ced springs back up and grabs Mafia’s legs while facing away from him, looking for the Cross Lightning reverse figure-four. As Ced begins to bend the knee, Mafia knows he’s in danger and begins to swat away at Ced’s hand with his free leg while clawing to the ropes. Ced gets a hold of the leg and prepares to lock in the Cross Lightning, but the referee stops him, pointing to Mafia holding on to the bottom rope. Ced looks a bit disappointed as he calmly drops Mafia’s legs and walks back to the center of the ring. The Memphis crowd applauds the sportsmanship as well as the good exchange of holds.

 

Axis: This crowd is definitely getting into the early action.

 

King: Surprised they’re actually intelligent enough to know a good thing when they see it. They moved the Grizzlies INTO their town! Next thing you know, they’ll adopt you as their official wrestler, Axis. Obviously passing up greatness, like yours truly…

 

Axis: Do you EVER get tired of flaunting your own credentials?

 

King: …I’m a former WORLD CHAMPION, for crying out loud!

 

Axis: …meh…

 

Mafia gets to his feet and locks up once again with Ced in the center of the ring. Ced gets the headlock, but gets shoved off into the ropes by Mafia. Ced bounces off the ropes, and Mafia leapfrogs over him. Another rebound, and Mafia pulls out an armdrag, sending Ced over. Ced rolls through and charges Mafia, who sidesteps and Ced heads to the ropes. Ced gains momentum and jumps at Mafia with a cross body block. Mafia falls to the mat and the ref scurries into position.

 

ONE!

 

Mafia pushes Ced off and rolls through for a pin of his own!

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

Ced kicks out and sits up as Mafia keeps on the offensive, applying a Dragon Sleeper on him. Ced slowly begins scuffling towards a corner. He hooks his foot on the bottom rope and Mafia lets go of him. Ced regains his bearings as Mafia knows exactly where they are. He casually stands up to tag Flexxx.

Ced takes a stomp to the stomach for his blunder from Mafia as Flexxx enters the ring. Flexxx lifts Ced to his feet, forces him against the ropes and begins chopping away at Ced’s ribs. Ced fires back with a few of his own, but Flexxx shrugs them off and flings him into the ropes. Ced rebounds and gets thrown over the head of Flexxx with a belly-to-belly suplex. Ced tries to hide the pain as he pushes himself back to his feet, only to turn around into an uranage attempt by Flexxx! Flexxx gets Ced’s feet off of the mat, but Ced wisely brings them back down and wraps his arms around Flexxx’s as he kicks his leg up into the air for a Final Surge.  Flexxx shifts his upper body forward causing Ced to lose his balance. Ced hops on one foot in desperation before finally succumbing to Flexxx’s uranage suplex. Flexxx floats over and hooks the leg.

 

ONE!

 

TWO!!

 

THRE - NO! Ced barely manages to kick out!

 

Axis: Only a two count, but a great counter by “The Ragin’

Porno Man”! It looks like Ced was trying to catch him off guard with a Final Surge, but Flexxx must’ve had a chat with Mafia, because he had the move scouted perfectly!

 

Flexxx picks Ced up to his feet as Ced blindly sticks his hand out in hopes of a tag. Instead, Flexxx tags him with more vicious chops to the chest before shoving him into a neutral corner. He flings him to the opposite corner and charges at him with a full head of steam, but Ced lifts his leg up and Flexxx’s mouth smacks right into his boot. Flexxx turns around, clutching his mouth in pain, and Ced gets a running start before diving to his corner to tag in Ash!

 

Ash smoothly enters through the ropes as Flexxx rushes at him only to be knocked down with a clothesline. Flexxx gets back to his feet and eats a standing hook kick, dropping him back onto the mat. Flexxx gets up onto one knee, looking understandably pissed after being kicked twice in the mouth in a short period of time. Ash shows no concern as he picks up Flexxx and rests Flexxx’s jaw over the top of his skull. Ash drops to his knees for a jawbreaker and Flexxx wants some time to recover, stumbling to his corner to tag in Mafia.

Mafia rushes in and gets armdragged by Ash. He rolls to his feet and gets into a tie-up with Ash. They jockey for position and Ash wins the battle and whips Mafia right into a powerslam. Ash hooks the leg and the referee leaps onto the mat to count.

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

NO! Mafia lifts his shoulder up. Ash pulls Mafia to his corner and tags in Ced. Ash whips Mafia into the ropes as Ced waits against the opposite set. As Mafia rebounds, Ash lays flat on his stomach and rolls to the outside towards Mafia, forcing him to leap over Ash. Around the same time, Ced runs at Mafia and dropkicks him in the knees while he is in mid-jump. Mafia falls to the mat clutching his knee and Ced takes advantage of the situation by latching on with the Cross Lightning. The ref kneels over near Mafia to ask him if he wants to give up as he screams in pain while trying to drag himself to the ropes. Ced tightens the hold as Mafia gets closer and closer to touching the bottom rope. Finally, he gets a firm grasp onto it and the referee calls for the break. Ced rolls his eyes a little before releasing the Cross Lightning and walking back to the center of the ring.

 

Mafia pulls himself up in the corner, trying to shake off the pain in his legs as he stands while Ced watches patiently. Mafia walks with a slight limp to the center of the ring, and Ced works on the legs some more with some hard roundhouse kicks. Mafia blocks them partially, but it is apparent his legs are starting to give way. Ced winds up for the knockdown blow, but misses and gets turned around facing away from Mafia. Mafia seizes the opportunity and grabs Ced from behind with a waistlock, but Ced rolls underneath and cinches in a reverse crucifix kneebar. Mafia is nowhere near the ropes, so Flexxx jumps in and stomps at Ced until he releases the hold. The crowd boos a little as the referee tells Flexxx to return to the apron.

 

King: The crowd can boo all they want, but that was the smart thing for Flexxx to do.

 

Edwin: As much as I hate to admit it, you’re right. If he had just stood by let Mafia tough it out, he might have tapped, leaving Flexxx all to his lonesome against XF9.

 

Neither Ced nor Mafia look to happy as Ced stands up and waits for Mafia to get to his feet. Mafia obviously struggles with his hurt legs but gets an assist from the ropes. He finally gets to a standing position and limps right into Ced, who catches him in the Final Surge position. Mafia begins to throw his elbow into Ced’s neck and manages to get him to release his grasp. Mafia swings around and gets Ced in an inverted facelock then turns it into the Ego Trip! Mafia grabs Ced’s leg and the referee begins to slap the canvas.

 

ONE!

 

TWO!!

 

THREeeeee - NO! Ced gets his leg free and uses the

momentum to lift a shoulder off the mat. Mafia gets to his feet and drags Ced to his and Ced gets a hold of his leg. Ced looks to the crowd and gets ready for a Dragon Screw Legwhip, but Mafia rakes his eyes out of desperation. Ced drops the leg to tend to his eyes and turns away from Mafia. He once again gets Ced into an inverted facelock, this time spinning around into the Mob Hit. The crowd goes wild as Mafia goes for the cover.

 

ONE!

 

TWO!!

 

THREeeeeeee – NO! Ash hops in and dives on top of Mafia with a double axe handle to barely stop the fall. Flexxx takes exception and he comes in to battle with Ash. They brawl into one corner as Mafia uses punches to force Ced into the corner across from them. Flexxx gains the advantage in his battle and he and Mafia whip both XF9ers into a collision course with each other. At the last second, Ash and Ced each grab a hold of the other guy’s arm to sling themselves in the direction from which they came. Ash jumps up and hurracanranas Flexxx into an adjacent corner while Ced spears Mafia into the corner.

Ced pushes against Mafia and looks at Ash, who simply nods, before whipping him into the opposite corner. Ced gets a full head of steam, leaps up and prepares to monkey flip Mafia. Ash bounces off the ropes and gets clotheslined over the top rope by a recovered Flexxx.

 

Ced is left completely unprepared to improvise, allowing Mafia to grab him and get him into a fireman’s carry. Mafia’s legs shake as he slowly walks to the center of the ring with Flexxx. Mafia swings Ced’s head towards Flexxx while still holding on to his legs. Flexxx catches his head in a TKO position and they both fall to the mat, slamming Ced especially hard. Mafia rolls Ced over and covers him while Flexxx keeps Ash at bay on the outside.

 

Axis: STABBING WESTWARD ON CED!

 

ONE!

 

TWO!!

 

THREE!!!

 

Funyon: Ced Ordonez has been eliminated from this bout!

 

Edwin: NOOOOO!!!

 

King: Tsk-tsk... what a shame there...

 

Axis: Looks like Ketchum will have to go it alone!

 

As Flexxx tries to hold Ketchum back, Mafia calls for Flexxx to throw him into the ring. The Flunkmasta complies, readily throwing Ketchum under the top rope, then sliding under himself. While Ash is down, Mafia begins to beat away with wild stomps, keeping Ash under control as Ordonez lies outside the ring, seemingly unconscious. Flexxx joins in on Mafia’s fun as the two go to work on Ketchum, smashing his head in repeatedly with stomps as they enjoy themselves.

 

Axis: How sick.. how twisted...

 

King: How fun!

 

As Flexxx and Mafia have double the pleasure, double the fun, Flexxx grabs Ash, pulling him up. Duckign down, hel lifts Ash ont his shoulders, setting Ketchum up for the Bronco Hangtime! Could this be the end? Of course not. the fans came to have fun, and suddenly, Ash regains his wits, pounding away at Flexxx’s head, causing him to drop to the mat. Ash lands on his feet as Mafia runs at Ash, but Ketchum drops ot the mat, wrapping his legs around Mafia’s and flipping him forward with a drop toe hold! As Mafia hits the mat, Ketchum floats over, holding one leg in a stepover toehold as he leans forward, grabbing Mafia aroudn the head in a dragon sleeper, finishing off an interesting dragon sleeper STF!

 

Axis: Wait a minute! LOOK AT THIS!!!

 

Edwin: IT’S THE PAND-O-MATIC!!!!

 

King: No... that’s not the name...

 

Whatever the hell it is, Mafia taps like hell, and the bell rings! It’s down to Flexxx and Ash, one-on-one! Ash rises to his feet, the crowd clearly behind him as Mafia rolls out of the ring, but quickly, Flexxx hits Ash from behind, causing him to stagger forward. Now grabbing Ash, Flexxx quickly grabs Ash around the head, and falling sharply backwards, drops Ash onto his head into a spiked DDT called the STD! Ash's head bounces off the canvas upon impact, but Flexxx flips him over, hooking the leg of Ash for a pin-fall attempt as SJL referee Brian Hebner (Earl's nephew) makes the count…

 

One…

 

Two…  Ash kicks out before the hand comes down a third time!

Flexxx, disappointed with the count, pleads his case to the ref as Ash slowly stirs trying to get up. He begins to crawl toward Erek Taylor, but Flexxx catches him in the act, and grabbing his left foot, Flexxx pulls Ash back toward him, lifting the ankle up and twisting it into a painful ANKLE LOCK, wrestling's most OVERUSED move!

 

Axis: It's the-

 

Edwin: ANKLE LOCK OF DOOM!!!!! I'm sure King enjoys this…

 

King: I do, Edwin.

 

Edwin: Yeah… except it's weak.

 

King: WEAK?

 

As Flexxx applies the dangerous lock on Ash Ketchum, Ketchum cries in pain, desperately trying to pull himself away, hands grasping the canvas as he tries to pull away, but suddenly, he opts out of escaping and pushes himself back toward Flexxx. What seems stupid makes sense a second later as Ash begins to push himself off his feet, Flexxx forced to follow suit and he keeps trying to twist the ankle. Ash grits his teeth in pain, but his will perseveres, allowing him to get onto one foot. Then, in one quick move, he hops off the foot, landing facing Flexxx, and leaping off that foot, flips back, drills Flexxx under the chin with the toes of his boot, flipping as Flexxx releases the leg and falls back, landing on his feet as he finishes off the frontflip enziguri! Flexxx sits right back up, taking the punishment as he gets up, bent over and grabbing his jaw, but suddenly, Ash grabs Flexxx around the head, lifting Flexxx up and dropping back, nailing Flexxx with an inverted DDT! Flexxx drops onto the mat cold, but Ash rolls him onto his back, covering him for a quick pinning attempt!

 

One…

 

Two…

 

TH-NO!!! FLEXXX KICKS OUT! Unsuccessful in his first attempt, Ash gets up, leaning back, and runs back to the nearest ropes, bouncing off them and flying at Flexxx, doing a front somersault that rolls him up to Flexxx's body.

 

Axis: This may be it! We may see-

 

Edwin: THE ROLLING FIVE-STAR FROG SPLASH!!! WOOOOO!!!

 

King: Shut up, Nature Boy.

 

Rolling onto his feet, Ash springs into action, leaping into the air as he coils and uncoils his limbs, crashing on top of Flexxx's body with a rolling five-star frog splash! Ash bounces off Flexxx, landing and rolling onto his back and eventually onto his feet as he staggers up, staggering toward his corner.

 

Edwin: WOOOOOOO!!!

 

King: WHY do I bother...

 

Flexxx slowly begins to recover as Ash turns around to face the mad man. The Lone Star Fighter races forward, swinging a hard right but Ketchum ducks under and spins around, shooting up a speedy standing hook kick that connects with Flexxx's chin! Ketchum slides behind Flexxx and as he staggers back, the Pokemaster rolls the Lone Star Fighter up with the schoolboy!

 

ONE!!!

 

TW- but Flexxx shoots his legs forward, kicking out of the pin.

Ketchum grabs Flexxx by the hair, dragging the Porno Star up to his feet before decking him with a hard right. Ketchum moves in for another punch, swiftly bruising Flexxx's face and pummeling him to the corner. The Pokemaster rages in, quickly crouching to his knees and cannoning punch after punch into the midsection of The Lone Star Fighter.

 

Axis: Ash Ketchum and Flexxx have had some bad blood between them.

 

King: Bad blood? Ash deserves it, foolish Aussie.

 

Edwin: Geez King, loosen up.

 

Flexxx withers around in pain, eventually sucking it up and shoving Ash Ketchum back in retaliation. Flexxx lunges forward, connecting with a hard right. Flexxx drills another right across Ketchum's chin before grabbing the Pokemonster by the wrist and whipping him to the ropes. Ketchum rebounds and Flexxx immediately takes notice, bending down and flipping Ketchum over into a back body drop. The Lone Star Figher races to the ropes before dropping an elbow into Ketchum's gut.

 

Axis: Flexxx with a nice counter and now on the offensive.

 

Edwin: LET'S GO KETCHUM, LET'S GO!

 

King: What the f*ck? That's something cheerleaders say.

 

Flexxx grabs Ketchum by the hair, dragging the XF9er up to his feet and throwing him head first into the turnbuckle. Flexxx shoots a punch in, bringing it across Ketchum's face, causing Ash to spin around. Flexxx immediately grabs Ash as he spins, waistlocking him as he lifts him up for a German suplex, but Ash flips, rolling over onto his feet and breaking the hold. As Flexxx stops, Ash hooks his arms from behind into a full nelson suplex, and hooking Flexxx’s left leg, Ash leans forward and drops back with a full nelson Russian leg sweep!

 

Edwin: ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS FROM KETCHUM!!!!

 

King: “Rock, Paper, Scissors”? What kind of dope-*** name is

that?

 

Ash, getting onto his feet, watches as Flexxx grabs his back in ABSOLUTE pain. He watches Flexxx try to get up, bent over and staggering. As he staggers about, Ash duckd down, and Flexxx falls, landing on Ash’s shoulders. Ash catches him in a Samoan drop, and it looks like Mew Driver time! But wait! Flexxx chops Ash hard on the back of the neck, and making an obscene horse riding gesture, moves Ash forward, falling into a sitting position as he nails Ash with a huge high stunner!

 

King: And that, my peons, it the Unnatural!

 

Axis: I know what-

 

King: SHUT UP!!!! I’M THE BOSS!!!!

 

As Ash hits the mat, Flexxx rolls him over, hooking his leg, the ref dropping to the mat to make the count...

 

One...

 

Two... Ash kicks out! Flexxx is mad, and he shows his anger by grabbing Ash’s arm and painfully twisting it into a Fujiwara armbar! Ash screams in pain as Flexxx pulls harder, trying to pull the arm out of socket purposely. Instead, he pulls Ash onto his feet slowly, inch by inch, and eventually, Ash is up on his feet. He draws his arm back, and swinging it back, elbows Flexxx in the ribs, but Flexxx doesn’t respond. As second elbow gets Flexxx’s attention, and he steps behind Ash, grabbing him around the neck and head for a half nelson suplex, bending back and slamming Ash onto his head with the Flexxxplex!

 

Axis: What a dangerous move!

 

Edwin: Ash;s neck could be broken!

 

King: Good. I hope it is.

 

Axis: You have no soul...

 

King: EXACTLY.

 

Both men remain down, even after the move is executed, but an Ash chant starts, and slowly, the two men rise to the occasion, both getting onto their feet.

 

Axis: The crowd seems to be behind Ash...

 

King: Thank you, Mr. Obvious...

 

As the two charge at each other, the crowd cheering loudly, Flexxx extends his arm out, nearly silencing the crowd with a hard clothesline to Ash, but the crowd cheers again as Ash pops up, immediately hammering away with right handed blows to Flexxx's face. Flexxx is driven farther and farther back to the ropes. Suddenly, Ash draws his arm back and thrusts his right palm forward, right into Flexxx's chest with a palm strike. The blow stops the Porno Star temporarily, but Ash is far from finished, clenching his hand into a fist and driving it up under Flexxx's chin, executing a rising uppercut that knocks the lighter Flexxx to the ropes. Ketchum then grabs Flexxx's arm, and with a hard tug, whips him to the ropes. As Flexxx bounces off them and flies back at Ash, he grabs Flexxx, grabbing him across his body and lifting him into the air, slamming Flexxx down with a sharp Rock Bottom called the Poke Rap! Flexxx hits the mat hard and remains down, but Ash quickly covers him, the ref dropping to the mat to make the apparent three count…

 

One…

 

Two…

 

THREE-NO!!! Flexxx KICKS OUT!!! Ash is flung off Flexxx, but quickly, both men begin to get up, now running on pure adrenaline. The sold-out Memphis crowd cheers on Ash, but as they get to their feet, Flexxx leaps ito the air, extending his legs out and knocking Ash down with a missile dropkick, Ash dropping to the mat, but soon after sitting up, dazed.

 

Axis: How does he do it? Flexxx is kicking out right and left?

 

King: Ash is weak...

 

Edwin: Is not...

 

King: Is, too...

 

Grabbing Ash by the arm as he gets up, Flexxx whips Ash to the corner, Ash slamming hard into the turnbuckle as Flexxx charges at him, stepping onto his chest and flipping into the air, flipping back into a somersault kick... the Eroticsault! Ash staggers forward out of the turnbuckle as Flexxx gets his offense going

 

One...

 

Two...

 

TH-ASH KICKS OUT! Flexxx is stunned as he pulls Ash to his feet, running back to the ropes after kciking Ash in the chest. On the rebound, Flexxx leaps over Ash, waistlocking him as he rolls forward into a hopping sunset flip pin, the ref dropping to the mat to make the count...

 

One...

 

Two...

 

TH-NO!!! ASH KICKS OUT AGAIN! This time, Flexxx tries to grab Ash while he is down, but Ketchum thrusts his heel into Flexxx’s shin hard, causing the Lone Star Fighter to yell in pain and hop onto his feet, hopping up and down.

 

Edwin: IS NOT!!!!

 

Axis: Calm down, Edwin...

 

As he hobbles about, Ash gets up, ducking down, and Flexxx falls, landing on Ash’s shoulders. Ash catches him in a Samoan drop, and it looks like Mew Driver time! But wait! Just as Ash releases the legs of Flexxx, he spins Flexxx’s body 180 degrees and swings him around, instead droping into a sit-out neckbreaker! This new move drops Flexxx to the mat like a ton of bricks, his neck violently snapping, and leaves Ash in a great position!

 

Axis: ASH PULLS OUT THE K-CUTTER! MY GOD, THIS COULD BE IT!

 

Ash quickly covers Flexxx for what seesm to be it...

 

One...

 

Two...

 

THREE-NO!!!! FLEXXX KICKS OUT! FLEXXX KICKS OUT! WHERE IS THE JUSTICE!!! Ash grabs Flexxx and slowly pulls him up, but Flexxx shoves Ash away, and both men turn thier backs to each other, each planning to end the match.

 

Ediwn: How-

 

King: HA HA!!! EVIL ALWAYS WINS!

 

Both men draw their arms back, turning back around, and thrusting them forward, both connect AT THE SAME TIME with hard right jabs! Their heads wihip back and both men slowly, slowly fall to the mat, landing on their backs.

 

Axis: AMAZING!!!

 

Edwin: Holy Bamboo Shoots!

 

Both remain down, trying to recover as they lie motionless, but the ref begins the count at one…

 

Edwin: Huh?

 

The ref counts two, but neither gets up.

 

Axis: Just shut up and watch the match.

 

It is now three, and no signs of movement from either-wait a

second! Flexxx begins to move about! But now Ash just moved a little bit! It's not gonna end in a double count-out, or any count-out for that matter as far as these two are concerned!

 

King: And watch Flexxx come out victorious!!!

 

Four, five... both men rise to their feet, the crowd 95% behind Ash, cheering on the Poke Freak, who has his left shoulder clutched in his hand, as if it hurts. Flexxx begins to sit up finally.

 

Axis: Neither man whises to give in! It’s a pure struggle!

 

Six: Both men keep progressing, but no clear winner is in sight!

 

Edwin: This might be a double count-out!

 

Edwin and King: NOOOOOOOOOO!!!

 

Meanwhile, tired and weak, around the count of seven, Ash pushes himself up onto his feet, Ash clutching his left shoulder as Flexxx grabs his head and slowly staggers onto his feet, not knowing Ash has done so. The XF9 members recover and bring the dazed Flexxx to his feet. Ced whips Flexxx to a set of ropes, while Ash runs the opposite set. As Flexx bounces back, Ced executes a quick monkey flip while Ash flies back in the picture, grabbing Flexxx's head as both men fly into the air! Spinning around in a half circle, Ash falls back to the mat, both men connecting with a HUGE spiked DDT!

 

Axis: It’s over! X-ecutioner from XF9!!!

 

Ash piles on top while the referee gets in position for the obvious 3-count...

 

One…

 

Two…

 

THREE!!!!

 

The bell rings as Ash rolls onto his back and Misty excitedly jumps up and down while her man slowly tries to get up, sweating profusely. Funyon, outside the ring, brings the mic to his lips as the crowd explodes in cheer.

 

Funyon: Your winners… X FOOOOORCE NIIINE!!!!!!!!!

 

Edwin: HE DID IT!!!

 

Ced crawls back into the ring to celebrate with his partner, but suddenly, Xero, though injured, hops out of the crowd, steel chair in hand, and slides under the bottom rope behind Ced, propping himself up onto his feet, and lifting the chair above his head... “CRACK!” Ced drops to the mat, grabbing his head as Xero prepares to take out Ash, but Ketchum grabs Xero by the arm, whipping Xero to the ropes. The Canuck drops the chairas he is shot to the ropes. Bouncing off them and FLYING at Ash, Ketchum draws his arm back, and... “POW!” Just like The Hurricane, Ash delivers a HUGE forearm smash that sends Xero flipping into the air! The Canadian slams onto his back, and grabbing the aching part of his body, staggers onto his feet, where he is met by Ash’s right hand! The hand clenches around the throat of Xero as Ash throws the other arm over his back and delivers a thumbs-up, causing a huge pop from the crowd!

 

Edwin: And what do we have here?

 

Ash lifts Xero up into the air, as high as he can without falling over.

 

Axis: Looks like a-

 

“SLAM!” Xero is smashed hard into the mat with the awesome power of a MIGHTY-

 

Axis and Edwin: CHOKESLAAAAAAAAAAAAM!!!! SWEET!

 

King: You two sicken me.

 

Ash staggers a bit forward as he releases Xero, but he then gets control of himself and goes to help up his friend Ced. The two men raise their arms into the air as Flexxx, Mafia, and Xero ONCE AGAIN all lie in pieces, scattered around the ring and ringside as Z comes out to join the XF9ers. But suddenly, Ash points at Edwin with a huge smile, and the Next Big Thing speaks.

 

Ash: Let’s do it!

 

Edwin: Aye aye, sir!

 

Suddenly, Edwin goes under the table and does something quickly, but suddenly, a dance tune, “One More Time” by Daft Punk, Ash’s personal favorite begins to play, and the XF9ers get FUNKY!!! Z begins to break dance, Ced moonwalks, and Ash breaks out into the SPINAROONIE OF DOOM!!!! The crowd is loving it!!!

 

Axis: AND WHAT A SHOW IT HAS BEEN! ASH KETCHUM AND CED ORDONEZ PULL IT OFF! FOR THE SUICIDE KING AND EDWIN MACPHISTO, I’M AXIS! GOOD NIGHT, EVERYONE!

 

Edwin: LET’S GET FUNKY!!!!

 

King: Ughhh... I say not...

 

The three men dance the show off the air, copyright info showing as Edwin jumps up on the table and begins to spin around on his BUTT in circles before King pushes him off. Tune in next week, Poke Freaks! Same Ash channel, same Ash time!

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Please tell me your opinion and/or what was wrong with this match. Thanks.

[Guest Insane Clown Dan]

I'm surprised our match won too. Since it was very rushed. But I still respect your very high efforts, citizen Ash and citizen Ced! (psst... your avatar owningz all)

[Guest]

I want to rent out the topic description, Gade!

[Guest hhh6294]

Shut up Cutthroat...

 

 

Well... that's two in a row for me...  DQ wise that is...

 

(and both my fault too! )

[Guest redbaron51]

Jake

 

um...

 

why?

[Guest Sydney_Sky]

I guess writing your match half at work on your lunch breaks and half at home isn't too good of an idea.

 

But I won... err, kinda. Why did ya do that?? Spaznut.

 

Oh well, I'm rusty..haven't written a long thing like that in months, so I guess I need to practice a bit more.

 

I'm still the Queen of Everything you know.. *curtsy*

 

Anyone actually interested in seeing my match..can just message me. I'm not gonna put you all through that if you don't ask for it.

 

A good show though!

[Guest Renegade]

I want to rent out the topic description, Gade!

very well, next time when/if i do a comments thread, the description is yours...as long as it isnt something retarded

[Guest Ash Ketchum]

Thank you.

 

Any more comments on the XF9 match?

[Guest redbaron51]

What i think that lost your match is its your ending. It made me weaker than ever. (Injured and still get its ass kicked) What was the point of me coming in at the end of the match, just to get my ass handed by you. Also if you wrote the ending Ash, you made everyone weak, and put yourself over way too much.

 

It was a great match, but the ending really butchered the quality of the match

[Guest WrestlingDeacon]

I still have to go through and the read the whole show, but it looks as good as usual. I was wondering if anyone had read the Pain of Glass match and had any comments. Being a new gimmick match and one I had a hand in developing and writing here, I would love to hear how people thought it worked and came off.

[Guest Renegade]

Frost, I loved it! I think it was the highlight of the card myself, not only the content was good, your writing was excellent. Thats why you are Renegade's JL'er of the week!

[Guest WrestlingDeacon]

I didn't even notice that in your signature before Renegade. I am truly honored and thank you. I hope it's a sign of greater things to come. So is my plaque in the mail or what?

[Guest hhh6294]

Jake

 

um...

 

why?

 

It's called an Angle, sir Xero.  you know... those things that shape your character?

[Guest Renegade]

*Whispers at Frost* that will be 20 bucks

 

anyhoo, JL'er of the week will be updated in my sig every sunday, and i put down people who have either made huge improvements in their matches or have just written really impressed me in the past week (a combination or Metal and Crimson)

[Guest Longdogger_Pete]

Rankings Top Ten

 

(With so many people not booked, the rankings don't have much change.  However, Sydney Sky returns to the list.)

 

#1. Ash Ketchum (48)

#2. "The Superior One" Tom Flesher (30)

#3. (tie) Flunkmasta Flexxx (27)

#3. (tie) Sydney Sky (27)

#3. (tie) Xero (27)

#6. Insane Luchador (26)

#7. Mafia (25)

#8. Poisyn (24)

#9. Jacob Helmsley (16)

#10. (tie) Kojack (15)

#10. (tie) Z (15)

[Guest redbaron51]

develop my character...

 

me don't understand