Losing matches thread

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[King] God, Kibagami’s insane. It’s good to see that some time off hasn’t changed him too much.

 

(Mak) No doubt about that, King. Well, our next match should be a change of pace; we’ve got The Fabulous Jakey taking on a newcomer to the SWF called Fulminatus.

 

[King] Great name. What is this guy, an ancient Roman or some kind of intestinal parasite?

 

(Mak) Says here he’s a wrestler, but I’ll guess we’ll see for ourselves.

 

[King] Toxxic’s brilliant. After reforming a very popular stable, how do you prove yourself to the rest of the federation? By having your people beat the holy hell out of new guys! That’s how. Now, Jakey’s going to pound this Fulminatus shmoe into the ground and Austin Sly… well, we all just saw what happened there.

 

(Mak) Toxxic knows what he’s doing, I’ll say that. But on that note, lets get down to ringside.

 

[King] We already are, though…

 

In the ring, Funyon proudly holds the mic and exclaims, “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is- and I’ve been told to reiterate this- a non-title match!”

 

(Mak) You mean he’s not even defending the belt?

 

[King] Jakey’s no fool. He knows you’ve got to keep gold in the family. Besides, it’s this other guy’s first match. No one rides a bike on their first try.

 

(Mak) Actually, I did.

 

[King] Try riding a bike now, Speedy.

 

Funyon continues “Introducing first, from-” The ring announcer is cut off by the electric rhythms of “Sandstorm” by DJ Darude pulsing through the loudspeaker. The arena is filled with hues of pink and red as through the curtain walks The Fabulous Jakey, adorned in his red vinyl trenchcoat; his Cruiserweight Championship strapped around his waist. He is also sporting a plaid pattern on his silver pants, trying to blend in with the local tartan.

 

Ready for a second try, Funyon continues his speech. “Introducing first, from Minneapolis, Minnesota, weighing in at one hundred and sixty pounds, he is the Cruiserweight Champion… The Fabulous JAAAAAAKEYY!!”

 

Jakey walks own the ramp slowly and surely, smirking to beat the band against an onslaught of boos from the crowd and even a food wrapper or two. A group of female fans in the front row holding rather a large sign saying “WE CAME TO SEE JAKEY” holler at the Cruiserweight champ to stop and touch their hands. He approaches them carefully and as they reach out to touch their favorite wrestler, he graciously extends his hand. Just as they are within inches of touching him… he pulls his hand back and pushes an errant strand of hair out of his eyes, continuing his cocky walk down the ramp.

 

The Fabulous Jakey enters the ring through the ropes and removes his trenchcoat after posing for the crowd. He hangs his coat on the ring post and stands in his corner. The Scottish fans really have it out for Jakey as they rain down a torrent of heat on the Cruiserweight champ.

 

(Mak) Wow, I knew the fans didn’t like Jakey, but they really don’t want him here in Renfrewshire tonight.

 

[King] What do they know? They probably just don’t like his coat. Reminds them of MacPhisto.

 

(Mak) Isn’t MacPhisto a Scottish name?

 

[King] Can it.

 

With Jakey settled comfortably in his corner, Funyon begins again to speak. “And his opponent, from… Everywhere… he weighs in at one hundred and ninety pounds... FULMINAAAATUUUS!!”

 

The lights begin to flicker and suddenly go out completely. The fans begin to murmur to themselves for a moment until they are surprised by a large explosion of sparks at the entrance ramp. The arena returns to light as the opening few notes of “Inna-Gadda-Da-Vida” by Iron Butterfly begin to play. As the smoke clears on the entrance ramp out steps Fulminatus, walking down the ramp, bobbing and weaving, and looking back and forth at the fans. There is little reaction from the crowd, apart from a few older gentlemen in the crowd merely cheering for the rock classic playing over their heads.

 

As Fulminatus approaches the ring he stops and stares at something on the ground. After a second or two of close study, Fulminatus picks up the object, a hot dog wrapper thrown at Jakey, and cackles wildly. Several of the fans in close proximity to the wrestler look at each other in confusion. Fulminatus drops the wrapper and rolls into the ring, approaching Funyon curiously. Funyon quickly leaves the ring as referee Sexton Hardcastle signals for the bell to begin the match.

 

DING DING!!

 

As The Fabulous Jakey approaches his opponent, Fulminatus sweeps his leg back and bows in a very elaborate manner. Jakey takes this opportunity and kicks his opponent squarely in the face, sending the costumed character’s back to the mat. Fulminatus struggles to his feet and is immediately capitalized on with a side headlock. Jakey squeezes on the neck of Fulminatus, but he counters the move with three quick strikes to Jakey’s kidneys, forcing him to release the hold. Fulminatus shoves his opponent back and catches him off guard with a dropkick, knocking Jakey back into his corner, leaving the two men where they started.

 

The Fabulous One then approaches his opponent and throws a right hand, which Fulminatus leans forward to avoid. Puzzled, Jakey throws another punch, but again it is avoided with a bob to the side by Fulminatus. An aggravated Jakey locks up with Fulminatus and struggles with him for a moment, before winning the tie-up and whipping Fulminatus into the corner. Jakey charges at the corner with a flying clothesline, but his opponent simply collapses in a heap on the ground before The Fabulous Jakey can hit his mark. He doesn’t even have time to react to his missed attack before Fulminatus is standing at his back, having deftly rolled behind him. He spins Jakey around, leaps in the air, grabs his head with his feet and flips his opponent to the mat with a hurricanrana. The crowd cheers a little, more for Jakey’s temporary defeat than for Fulminatus.

 

(Mak) The crowd sure isn’t sure what to make of Fulminatus, King. Neither do I, for that matter.

 

[King] Looks like a freak to me.

 

As Jakey gets to his feet, Fulminatus moves over to him and starts throwing wild chops to all parts of the Cruiserweight champ’s body. Finally, Jakey gets enough of his wits about him and stops Fulminatus’ hand in mid-swing and returns with one of his own. The chop lands across his opponent’s chest with a loud smack. Surprisingly, Fulminatus takes the blow and uses it’s energy to spin around behind Jakey, allowing him to grab him from behind. Fulminatus lifts his smaller opponent up for what appears to be a German suplex, but the clever Jakey instead kicks behind him, landing the heel of his boot directly in Fulminatus’ groin. Sexton Hardcastle fails to see the dastardly move as the crowd responds in kind with a hail of boos. As the masked man doubles over, releasing his opponent, Jakey takes the initiative and grabs Fulminatus around the neck and drops his head squarely to the mat with a DDT.

 

With Fulminatus temporarily incapacitated, the Cruiserweight champion kneels down and grabs all of his opponent’s limbs and locks on a surfboard. But as he rolls backward to elevate his quarry, Fulminatus just keeps their momentum rolling and loosens his legs and flips over Jakey, landing in a standing posistion. Now with both of Jakey’s arms in a modified arm wrench, the masked man stands on Jakey’s back and nearly pulls his arms out of their sockets. As The Fabulous One groans in pain, referee Sexton Hardcastle notices Jakey’s foot on the ropes and instructs Fulminatus to release his hold. After a moment or two of extra applied tension, Fulminatus lets go.

 

[King] That was interesting. This Fulminatus clown apparently doesn’t like to get hit.

 

(Mak) Not everyone employs the Rocky Balboa strategy of taking every single hit that your opponent throws.

 

[King] Hey, if I had Carl Weathers throwing lefts and rights at me, you’re damn right I’d take every hit. He’s a god amongst men.

 

(Mak) These two wrestlers are still getting the feeling of each other’s styles. The Fabulous Jakey isn’t the most traditional wrestler we’ve had in the SWF, and this Fulminatus is certainly an unorthodox wrestler himself.

 

Fulminatus grabs Jakey and helps him to his feet, only to receive an elbow to the gut for his trouble. Jakey grabs Fulminatus by the arm and whips him into the ropes. As he bounces back, Jakey drops to the mat and brings Fulminatus down with a drop toehold, quickly rolling it up into a half Boston crab. With the submission maneuver securely in place in the center of the ring, The Fabulous Jakey grins, knowing that his opponent cannot escape. However, instead of trying to crawl away as usual, Fulminatus lifts himself on his hands and begins to push back, attempting to move Jakey forward. Not expecting this, Jakey struggles to regain his footing after being pushed off balance, but fails. He releases the hold and both men get to their feet.

 

Fulminatus begins to throw lightning fast strikes and kicks to the midsection of The Fabulous One. Building up a decent head of steam now, Fulminatus begins to spin around his opponent, still striking him as fast as he can. Jakey can do naught but stay standing and be hit by this barrage of strikes as the fans begin to cheer for the wild and unusual offensive maneuvers. Fulminatus then stops and reaches his arm back for the final blow, but Jakey lifts his leg and swings it high, nailing Fulminatus squarely in his masked face. With his opponent effectively stopped, The Fabulous Jakey uses his time to catch his breath and recover.

 

(Mak) Interesting offense by Fulminatus. How can he hit all of those fast strikes while spinning around in a circle?

 

[King] The guy fights like a goddamned tornado. Why the hell doesn’t he just stand still?

 

(Mak) It doesn’t matter now, King, because Jakey just stopped him cold with a roundhouse kick to the face.

 

Catching his second wind, Jakey now goes on the offensive. He runs against the ropes, and to ensure that his opponent stays down for a while, kicks his head like a soccer ball. For the moment Fulminatus is down, and a moment is all that The Fabulous One needs to take control of the match. Jakey places Fulminatus on his wobbly feet and pushes him back into the corner. He begins to lay in kicks to the midsection of his opponent, slowly weakening him to the ground. Fulminatus eventually falls to a seated position against the turnbuckles and Jakey places his boot under Fulminatus’ chin, pressing it against his throat. Sexton Hardcastle informs Jakey to break the hold by the count of five, which Jakey happily obliges. He then quickly reapplies his illegal hold, starting a new and somewhat quicker five count.

 

Breaking the hold after some scolding from the ref, Jakey grabs Fulminatus by his shoulder pads and hoists the dazed man to his feet. Clutching Fulminatus by the arm, he swings his opponent toward the other turnbuckle, but something inside Fulminatus comes to and he reverses the whip, sending Jakey flying into the corner. Fulminatus, trying to regain his momentum, keeps running after The Fabulous Jakey attempting to quickly catch him off guard. Jakey sees it coming, though, and raises his boot high in the air, smashing it into his already dazed opponent’s face. Fulminatus falls to the mat. Looking to quickly capitalize on the situation, Jakey drops to the ground beside him and hooks the leg for the pinfall.

 

 

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But Fulminatus kicks out at the two-count with Jakey whining to Hardcastle about the slow count.

 

 

(Mak) With his momentum gone, Fulminatus is really out. Jakey’s doing a hell of a job keeping him that way, too.

 

[King] What do you expect from a member of Revolution Zero? It’s not as though they’d put someone in there who couldn’t fight.

 

(Mak) No one’s doubting Jakey’s abilities. He did beat Wildchild to get that Cruiserweight Championship. Even if he did pull the tights…

 

[King] He did no such thing!

 

(Mak) Of course he did, you can watch the tape if you don’t believe me.

 

[King] I don’t watch “tapes”. I’m all about DVDs. Get with the times, Francis.

 

Jakey, more than a little perturbed, grabs Fulminatus and pulls him up into a sitting position. He then runs to the ropes and bounces off. As he runs at his opponent, he grabs his head and flips over, bringing Fulminatus’ head dangerously close to his chest. Determined to do some serious damage, Jakey flips Fulminatus onto his stomach, lays down and grabs his arm in a fujiwara armbar. As Jakey wrenches away at his opponent’s arm and chest, Fulminatus cries out and desperately reaches for the ropes. He stretches and pulls himself until he can pull no more, his fingers grazing the bottom rope. The referee asks Fulminatus if he wants to submit, but the wrestler vehemently refuses.

 

Finally, as The Fabulous Jakey readjusts his footing ever so slightly, it gives Fulminatus just the extra length he needs to reach the ring rope. Hardcastle instructs Jakey to break the hold, but the Crusierweight champion refuses. After just receiving the final warning to release the hold, Jakey gets up and confronts Sexton Hardcastle. The two squabble for a moment, and Fulminatus rolls to the relative safety of the outside. Finishing his debate with the referee, Jakey sees his opponent wandering around the outside area, holding his head in a daze.

 

(Mak) Nice fujiwara armbar by Jakey. He’s got some good honest wrestling skills when he feels the need to use them.

 

[King] He’s a very well-rounded competitor, Mak. You’d notice that if you’d quit being so damned biased all the time.

 

(Mak) There’s just no talking to you, is there?

 

The Fabulous Jakey follows his opponent to the outside as the referee begins his ten-count. Jakey grabs the dazed Fulminatus by his costume and violently whips him into the steel steps, sending the man flipping over the steps and landing in front of the announcer’s table. Jakey walks over to his downed opponent and is about to inflict further damage when he notices the referee already at the count of eight. Jakey rolls into the ring, stands up and raises his arms in the air, like a tuning fork for the boos of the crowd. As Jakey rolls back outside the ring, the fans begin what is fast becoming an all too familiar chant.

 

“JAKEY SUCKS!! (DICK!!)”

 

“JAKEY SUCKS!! (DICK!!)”

 

“JAKEY SUCKS!! (DICK!!)”

 

Back on the outside, the Cruiserweight champion approaches a standing Fulminatus and attempts to put him into a front facelock, but Fulminatus regains his wits and shoves his opponent backward into the opposite ring post. The coat falls that was hanging on the post falls onto it’s owner and temporarily blocks his vision. This gives Fulminatus enough time to take a step back and wait for his opponent to remove the coat from his face. Just as Jakey removes the sticky vinyl coat from his head, Fulminatus takes two steps, jumps to the side and spins his legs over his head, bringing his boot down on top of The Fabulous One’s head in a no-handed cartwheel. Fulminatus lands comfortably on his feet as though nothing had happened.

 

[King] What the hell?

 

(Mak) Whoa! Fulminatus just did a no-handed cartwheel and planted his foot upside the head of the Cruiserweight champion. That was amazing!

 

[King] No, that was insane! Nobody can do that. Let alone make a wrestling move out of it!

 

The crowd cheers rather wildly for the highly unorthodox maneuver as Fulminatus appears to have caught his second wind. Wisely, Fulminatus grabs his opponent and rolls him back into the ring, catching the ref just before he was to finish his obligatory ten-count. Fulminatus steps up onto the apron and is about to enter the ring when Jakey suddenly throws an open right hand up at his opponent’s masked face. Standing, he throws two more strikes, followed by a kick to the breadbasket to double over Fulminatus. With his opponent bent over, Jakey quickly tucks his head between the top and middle rope and hooks his arm around his neck. The crowd stirs as they anticipate Jakey’s infamous between the ropes DDT. He begins to shift his weight backward to execute his match-ending maneuver, but Fulminatus counters with an elbow to the midsection. Another elbow to the midsection, but The Fabulous Jakey refuses to release the hold.

 

After one more elbow strike to the gut, Jakey looks as though he’s about to release when suddenly Fulminatus reaches up and places his hands on Jakey’s shoulders. He then jumps down to the floor, bringing Jakey’s chin firmly on the top rope, springing his head up and sending him staggering backwards. Fulminatus re-enters the ring and nears the still stunned Cruiserweight champion. Jakey swings an arm at his opponent in desperation but the move is ducked by Fulminatus who simply drops into a cross-legged sitting position on the mat. Before Jakey can realize exactly what’s going on, Fulminatus repositions himself and sweep kicks the legs out from beneath The Fabulous One as the crowd applauds.

 

As soon as Jakey hits the mat, Fulminatus wraps his legs around Jakey’s neck and locks on a seated headscissors. However, Jakey is far too close to the ropes and instantly places his foot on the bottom rope, signaling Sexton Hardcastle to instruct Fulminatus to break the hold. Fulminatus is not deterred, however, and simply leans all of his weight onto his hands and walks backwards on them, dragging his opponent back farther into the ring in a surprising display of strength. Fulminatus keeps pressure on the hold, but The Fabulous Jakey begins to fight back, punching Fulminatus’ knee repeatedly. After several stiff shots, Fulminatus is forced to release the hold, leaving Jakey coughing and getting his throat back in order.

 

(Mak) Interesting hold by Fulminatus but it just wasn’t enough to stop Jakey. It seems like neither of these two guys wants to stay down for very long.

 

[King] Well we know what kind of stamina Jakey-boy’s got. We’ve seen him take some unbelievable amounts of punishment and keep asking for more. Just like me.

 

(Mak) If by “unbelievable amounts of punishment” you mean “all of the Danishes in the lunchroom,” then I’ll agree with you.

 

[King] That’s an insult! … Jakey would never do a thing like that…

 

As both men get to their feet, Fulminatus is the first to make a move and he swings his leg up and at Jakey’s fabulous face, but the experienced cruiserweight knows better and ducks the kick, leaving a baffled Fulminatus standing facing away from his opponent. A still crouching Jakey reaches between the masked man’s legs and grabs both of his wrists, then pulls backward, forcing Fulminatus to flip over and land on his back. Jakey then moves to stand over his opponent, still holding his wrists, and gets taken by surprise by a pair of boots underneath his armpits. Fulminatus then rolls forward and lifts Jakey off the ground with his feet, sending Jakey flipping forward. Still being held by his opponent, Fulminatus uses the momentum of The Fabulous One to bring him to a standing position. The crowd responds warmly for the impressive display of Cruiserweight athleticism.

 

Jakey rolls to his feet rather quickly and charges Fulminatus in a fit of anger. He leaps in the air, catches an unready Fulminatus with his legs, and spins him to the ground. Fulminatus gets to his feet just a split second after Jakey and the time difference costs him as The Fabulous One grabs his unwitting opponent in a tie-up. The two struggle for a moment until the stronger Fulminatus readjusts his grip and pulls his opponent toward him quickly, bashing his forehead into Jakey’s pretty face. He pulls his opponent’s face into his head several more times until Jakey manages to release himself from the hold. As quickly as he can, Jakey uses the time-honored tradition of using an opponent’s silly wardrobe against them as he grabs Fulminatus’ mask by the opening and twists it off to the side, obstructing Fulminatus’ view.

 

[King] See, I knew I liked this kid for a reason. Way to go, Jakey!

 

(Mak) The Fabulous Jakey using a cheap move to blind his opponent. What a cheap shot.

 

[King] What’s cheap about it? If Fulminatus didn’t wear that stupid mask, he would have been fine.

 

The ref scolds Jakey for his use of his opponent’s outfit, but his words fall on deaf ears as Jakey takes this opportunity to briefly stop to point and laugh at Fulminatus as he struggles to straighten his mask. The crowd begins that all too familiar chant again as Jakey whips Fulminatus into the ropes and retaliates with a high cross body block, slamming Fulminatus to the mat.

 

“JAKEY SUCKS!! (DICK!!)”

 

“JAKEY SUCKS!! (DICK!!)”

 

“JAKEY SUCKS!! (DICK!!)”

 

The powerful maneuver is followed by The Fabulous One quickly hooking the leg for the pin.

 

 

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But Fulminatus kicks out at the last second! A furious Jakey stands up and complains to the referee’s face. The Fabulous One claiming a slow count, and Hardcastle saying the opponent kicked out clean. Furious, Jakey returns to his opponent and begins laying in boots to Fulminatus preventing his opponent from making any headway. After several especially excruciating looking kicks, Sexton Hardcastle steps in and removes Jakey from the fight, berating him for his relentlessness.

 

(Mak) Looks like Jakey’s losing his cool, King.

 

[King] You would be too if you knew what it was like to have Hardcastle bitching at you about every little friggin’ thing you do.

 

(Mak) I know as well as you do. Hardcastle is stickler for rules some times, but that’s his job. Even if he is a pain in the ass…

 

Impatient as ever, Jakey pulls the still blinded Fulminatus to his feet and whips him into the corner. Without missing a beat, The Fabulous Jakey goes to Fulminatus and wraps his arm around his opponent’s head, standing on the second rope. With his free hand, he signals to the crowd that the match is over and the crowd begins to buzz to see the Jumping Jakey Flash. As Jakey bounces and prepares to introduce his opponent’s head to the mat, Fulminatus dislodges The Fabulous One’s arm and sends him crashing to the without his opponent. The crowd cheers as Fulminatus finally straightens out his mask and approaches Jakey.

 

Confident that his opponent is down for a while, Fulminatus grabs Jakey by his fabulous hair and escorts him to his feet. But Fulminatus underestimates the tenacity of the cruiserweight champion and receives several quick elbow strikes to the gut, removing the masked man’s hold on him. As quickly as he can manage, The Fabulous Jakey grabs Fulminatus’ hand and brings his arm around in front of his face, locking in the Wet Cement! Fulminatus struggles to break free of the hold but he simply cannot manage. Jakey gets a mad gleam in his eye as he squeezes his opponent as tight as he physically can, trying to force him to tap out to the submission hold.

 

(Mak) He’s got the Wet Cement locked in!

 

[King] That’s a hell of a move right there, Mak. A lot of pressure on the bridge of the nose, especially. He’s got no choice but to tap out.

 

Sexton Hardcastle asks Fulminatus if he’d like to submit, but he simply waves the referee away with his free hand. He struggles to wiggle himself free, but Jakey has the submission move locked in as tightly as it can be held. Fulminatus even releases his knees, trying to remove his attacker by any means, but it’s no use, Jakey’s got the hold locked in tighter than a boa constrictor. The referee again asks Fulminatus if he’d like to tap out, and in a last ditch effort, Fulminatus begins throwing his free elbow back at Jakey’s head. He swings and swings, but Jakey just wont let go. Finally, an elbow catches The Fabulous One in just the right place and Fulminatus is freed!

 

He shoves Jakey backward, allowing him to bounce into the ropes, but instead of capitalizing on his quick recovering opponent, he simply remains standing where he is. Jakey shakes out the cobwebs of being hit in the head and is stunned to see Fulminatus just standing on the other side of the ring like a statue. Puzzled but with adrenaline still pumping through his veins, Jakey runs at his opponent, but before he can near him, Fulminatus extends a hand in a gesture to stop. Taken by surprise, Jakey instinctively obeys and stops to look at his masked adversary. Fulminatus leans forward and takes a deep breath, drawing in all of his strength. The crowd begins to buzz as he begins to roar, softly at first but slowly growing to a crescendo until… he begins to gobble.

 

“GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE!!”

 

[King] The hell?

 

Fulminatus stands in the ring, bouncing back and forth on his feet, gobbling like a turkey at the top of his lungs. He waves his arms in the air as though he was in some sort of a strange Dionysian trance. The crowd drops down to a low murmur; some of them laughing, most of them just puzzled by the incredibly strange and unfitting actions of the masked man in the ring. Jakey’s reaction is similar, as he stands dumbfounded in the center of the ring. He looks at Fulminatus, still dancing like a madman. He looks at the referee who just shrugs his shoulders in disbelief. He even looks over at the announcers table to see if they understand what’s going on.

 

[King] Don’t look at me, Jakey. I have no idea what the HELL that thing is doing!

 

(Mak) He appears to be dancing and making turkey noises, King. I don’t know why…

 

[King] Is this even a wrestling match anymore?

 

As Jakey just stands and laughs in uncomfortable disbelief, Fulminatus abruptly stops dancing and shoves his disoriented opponent backwards and bounds against the opposite ropes. As Jakey bounces back, Fulminatus does the same and leaps in the air with his body straight and his arms and legs held close to his body. Like a missile, his head lands squarely in The Fabulous Jakey’s gut and promptly knocks the wind out of him. Jakey stumbles backward, drawing in deep breaths. Before he can recover, however, Fulminatus leaps up to the top turnbuckle and waits for Jakey to stagger toward him. Jakey stumbles over to the center of the ring and Fulminatus leaps high in the air with a frontflip, landing his back onto the top of Jakey’s head. He crumples in a heap and Fulminatus quickly rolls over and hooks the leg for the cover.

 

 

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DING DING DING!!

 

 

The crowd cheers for the victory over Jakey more so than for the odd competitor who claimed it as Funyon speaks from ringside “Your winner of the match… FULMINAAAATUUUUS!!”

 

(Mak) I’m not sure exactly what I just saw, King. One minute there was a wrestling match going on, next there was a man gobbling like a turkey in the ring, then the man hits two incredible aerial attacks and the match was over…

 

[King] What kind of wrestling was that? Can you even call that wrestling?

 

(Mak) Well, regardless of what it may have looked like, Fulminatus just picked up a big win over the cruiserweight champion in his debut match here tonight. I’ll tell you one thing, King, Toxxic wont be a happy man when Jakey walks into that locker room tonight.

 

[King] Too bad he’s straight-edge, because he’s going to need a very stiff drink. Lets hope that Michael Cross fairs a little better for his stable tonight because he’s up next against Chris Raynor. Stick around!

 

 

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[Sly 0]

I already expressed my feeling to you in chat, but wanted to just state publicly that I feel you did quiet a good bit of writing there.

 

 

oh, and I'd like to see manson post his match.

[chirs3 0]

Stylistically, I've got no complaints, but a number of itty bitty inconsistencies caught my attention. Stuff like:

 

(Mak) The crowd sure isn’t sure what to make of Fulminatus, King. Neither do I, for that matter.

 

I'm a dork for making something of this, but it should either be "The crowd isn't sure what to make of Fulminatus, King. Neither am I," or "The crowd doesn't know what to make of Fulminatus, King. Neither do I."

 

Just tiny details like that here and there stood out.

 

On the plus side, you did a great job of getting Fulmie over as a whackjob, and I dug the no-handed Cartwheel kick. Good stuff.

[Toxxic 0]

Raynor, grammatical anality is my job.

[Guest SoulxOfxLove]

Agreed. & The Match Was Great Either Way.

[Mad Scientist 0]

Not a whole lot to add to what's already been said. I love FULMINATUS!'s concept. The match was very good, although it seemed a little light on the commentary at points, or at least lighter than the typical match I've read here so far.

[muzz 0]

I didn't read much of either match since I was pressed for time, but I enjoyed your commentary and flow.