Post by Vince McMahon on Oct 25, 2012 19:30:51 GMT -5
Thy WWE Presents: Monday Night RAW 88!
Live from: Jackson, Mississippi in the Mississippi Coliseum.
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Phil Latio: Welcome to Monday Night RAW 88!
Don Chuckles: It's been 88 shows already?
Phil Latio: Yes Don and tonight is going to be a good one, I can just feel it!
Don Chuckles: I hope so.
Phil Latio: Last week the Knights beat down Joey the Bastard. I want to know why!
Don Chuckles: I am sure we will find out later tonight.
Phil Latio: Let's start with our opening match. Returning Ace will be facing Captian Tetley.
Put Your Balls on it by Death! Death! Die! hits as Captain Teatly walks onto the stage with the balls of steel pauses for a moment to soak in the fan's reaction than runs down towards the ring slapping the hands of fans and slides into the ring he than get's up and Teabags the closest turnbuckle as he jumps down his music cuts and he places the balls of steel in the corner.
"Drag you down" by Finger Eleven blasts over the PA system as the big man Ace walks out of the backstage area, down the ramp and into the ring, a death stare aimed directly at Captain Tetley as the fans respond in an accepting manner, not too big of a pop though. Ace backs himself into his own corner, eyes locked on Tetley.
The referee calls for the bell as Ace continues staring at Captain Tetley, trying to play mind games for several moments before slowly walking toward him with a evil look in his eyes. Tetley tries to remain unaffected as he and Ace then begin circling, clashing together where Tetley quickly switches behind his opponent, grabbing him with a waistlock and trying to wrestle him to the mat! However, Ace just powers out of it with ease front he scrawny guy. Throwing Tetley off of him and across the ring like a toddler. Ace stands there smirking. Tetley gets to his feet and stares at Ace with a slight smile on his face too. Then the captain of douche baggary comes right back and applies a side headlock instead, wrenching on the hold, only for Ace to then shove him off into the ropes and then catch him on the return with an inverted atomic drop, stunning Tetley! Ace then hits the ropes and charges back, only for Tetley to drop down flat! Ace keeps running as Tetley pops back up and leapfrogs his opponent Ace on the return, waiting for Ace to run back off the original ropes before... CRACK!! He NAILS him with a picture perfect dropkick, quickly going for the cover.
One... Two ...KICK OUT!!
However, Tetley is keen to press the advantage, dragging Ace up and over to the corner, peppering him with forearms to the side of the head! He then whips him off into the corner opposite and signals to the cheering masses, now charging across the ring and leaping in search of a big flying forearm... Only for Ace to power out of the corner, catching Tetley in mid-air and then dropping backwards to deliver a stun gun face-first into the top turnbuckle!! Tetley is staggered as he turns around in the corner and then has Ace step up onto the second rope, pummeling him with right after right, pausing only to once again rub his hands up his chest... Only for Tetley to then take that opportunity to slip out between Ace's legs, as he then clubs his opponent in the back several times before climbing up after him, hooking him up and Tetley uses all of his might to try and send both men crashing down with a back superplex, but it epically fails and Tetleys legs collapse causing Ace to fall violently on top of him, what a botched move!! They lay there in pain and both seem to be hurting bad after that awkward landing. Ace gets up to his feet first as expected. Breathing hard and looking to be tired. Tetley struggles, but gets to his feet also and sees Ace just standing there. Tetley decides to try his luck and he spins around to try to land a stiff kick to Ace's head. BUT ACE SAW IT COMING! Ace hooks him around the waist and DRIVES him down to the mat with a spinebuster! Ace gets up and the crowd cheers him on. Ace raises his hands with a thumbs up at first... But then turning them down and looking at Tetley with a desire to win on his face. Ace gets Tetley up to his feet and places his head upside down underneath his arm pit… he signals to the crowd by cutting his throat with his thumb. He drops him hard… DROP BACK! Ace pins him!
One... Two... THR….KICKOUT!!!!
Ace is up now furious and begins sending shots to the head of Tetley with his knee over and over, the ref comes over and attempts to break it up but Ace being so frustrated with his loss bumps off the referee and the ref gets turned around and goes into the corner catching himself before receiving too much damage. Ace stops for a second and looks over to see if the referee was going to disqualify him and turns his back to Tetley. Tetley quickly comes to life as the ref stands with his back towards the action HE WAS PLAYING POSSUM! Skinny douche man Tetley kick flips himself up and lands behind Ace upper cutting him straight in the balls TEABAGGARY!…Ace hunches over grabbing his sack and the 6'5" big man stumbles backwards right into a picture perfect school boy by Tetley, the ref has finally gotten turned around and runs over dropping down for the count.
One….TWO… with the ref down making the count Tetley yanks on the tights for good measure… THREE!!!
Phil Latio: Tetley with the low blow and just when Ace was about to kick out he grabbed on to the shorts! Wowww, what a tea bagger.
Don Chuckles: I didn't see that Phil?!? What an impressive win here by Tetley, he really pulled off some textbook moves here tonight Phil!
Phil Latio: You're an idiot.
Phil Latio: Awesome match up to start off the show! Glad to see Tetley getting a win.
Cult Of Personality hits and out walks Paul Heyman to loud boos
Heyman enters the ring and gets a microphone
Paul Heyman:Tonight I am here on behalf of my client CM Punk who last night defeated Mark Greenburg in his debut match.My client is not happy with the amount of disrespect he got so that's why he's not here at this time.Now here's what Mr.Punk sent me out here to inform everyone of
Heyman pulls a letter out of his pocket
Paul Heyman:Dear Thy WWE officials,wrestlers and fans I CM Punk chose not to speak in front of you at this time because you are all beneath me.I am here to make my mark and become the World Heavyweight Champion proving that I am what I say I am The Best In The World.Therefor at this time I am challenging anyone that wants to walk out and accept my challenge for next week on RAW.I do not deserve to be stuck on a show where nobody see's me perform so at this time I refuse to wrestle if my match is not on RAW.Now if any of you in the back have the balls to accept my challenge then the time is now to do so if not then it just proves that you are all a bunch of disrespectful cowards
Heyman turns towards the stage and awaits someone to walk out. No one shows.
Paul Heyman: So be it, next week CM Punk better be booked!
Paul leaves the ring and walks into the back.
Phil Latio: Heyman is such a loser.
Don Chuckles: I wonder who will step up and face Punk next week!
Phil Latio: We will be right back after these messages!
Don Chuckles: Welcome back to RAW folks.
Phil Latio: Up next we have a great match up Don, Stalker Knight is going to take on Jacob Senn!
Match Two:Stalker Knight vs Jacob Senn
The match starts off fast with both Stalker Knight and Senn both focused and hungry to win. Stalker Knight got on top early with a few impact moves, first a clothesline, then a snap suplex. He shows off his champion spirit but hitting a Knight's End, a torture rack into the blackhole slam. Stalker goes for the pin.
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The match continued. Stalker Knight goes to pick up Senn but Senn kicked Knight in the mid-section and hit a quick DDT. Like that, the match switches side. Senn picks up Knight and irish whipped him to the ropes. Stalker ran at Senn and Senn hit a hard drop kick. Senn rolled up first, Stalker takes his time, gets to a knee and final gets to his feet, He turns around and walks right into a Spear!
Senn picks up Stalker and hits Judgement, a superkick out of nowhere! He goes for the pin.
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Phil Latio: Congratulations on the win Jacob Senn.
Don Chuckles: I really thought Knight had the ring with the Knight End/
Phil Latio: Senn is tough Don. It's going to take more than a torture rack to beat Senn.
Don Chuckles: I guess, but we will be back after these commercials.
Phil Latio: We are back!
Don Chuckles: Up next we have a great match up within a triple threat.
Phil Latio: Danny Daniels, Razor Ramon and Nero all will fight for a win here tonight!
Match Three: Danny Daniels vs Razon Ramon vs Nero
It starts off with Nero coming to the ring. He is young and excited but he gets boo'd but you can tell he doesn't care. Next to come down to the ring as Danny Daniels, he comes out focused but is also boo'd. Last to come to the ring is none other than, "The Bad Guy" Razor Ramon.
WWF great is given mixed reactions when he steps out onto the stage, but again, mostly boos can be heard. I guess the fans were just in a booing mood or something. When the bell rang, Danny Daniels did the unthinkable, gave Nero and Ramon a smirk and slid out of the ring.
He shook his head and motioned that he was better than them so he didn't have to fight. He walked into the back as the fans boo him even louded.
Now it turns into a one on one where Nero and Razor looked heads. Razor used his weight advantage and throw Nero to the ground. He laughed as Nero shook his head and got back up. Razor continue to laugh and underestimated Nero as Nero uses his speed to get around Ramon and hits a quick neck breaker. Nero goes for a quick cover.
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Razor throws Nero off of him like he weighed five pounds. Razor rolls up and Nero looks into Ramon's eyes. Razor challenges Nero to come at him. Nero takes that challenge and charges at Razor. Razor kicks him in the stomach and connects with a impact Power bomb. Nero's eyes roll back out of his head.
Razor laughs, puts his foot on Nero's stomach and the ref begins to count.
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Winner: Razor Ramon!
Phil Latio: That's not fair Don ha ha.
Don Chuckles: It's too fair, Nero is a pro in thie business.
Phil Latio: Razor has 100 pounds plus on Nero!
Don Chuckles: Whatever. Nero stood no chance against Razor.
Phil Latio: Up next, Beno will take on the Hard Foundation in a tag team match. Who will come down and help Beno?
Match Four: Beno (c) and Partner vs Hart Foundation (Bret Hart and Jim Neidhart)
As the Hart Foundation make their way from behind the curtain, their interaction with the fans is cut abruptly short. Jim Neidhart finds himself being assaulted from behind and thrown off the stage. Before Hart can even react, he's nailed in the stomach with a knee and thrown into the guardrail. Seems Beno wants to bring the fight to them early - but there's no partner in sight.
Beno and Bret Hart brawl their way down the rampway, with Beno being shouldertackled into the steel steps. The referee wants them to bring it into the ring but it's already too much of a brawl. Beno is able to cling onto Bret, driving his face into the ring apron and nailing him with a forearm shot. Bret climbs in and Beno follows. The referee considers that good enough to start the match, even if Jim Neidhart is only just climbing back onto the ramp and Beno's on his own. The bell rings.
Beno whips Bret across the ropes and ducks down for a backdrop. Bret jumps over for a sunset flip but Beno is quick to roll free and nail Bret with a clothesline as he gets up to his feet. The balance between age and experience is starting to tip against Bret's favour as his advanced years have made him a half second too slow. Beno pulls him up, stretching him in an abdominal stretch, only to be pulled off Bret by Neidhart. Beno swings a right hand, only to be drilled by a colossal mongolian chop by the Anvil. With Beno against the ropes, Neidhart clotheslines him up and over the top, and we're back to a brawl outside.
As Jim crawls through the ring ropes, Beno pulls his legs out from under him, sending him collapsing awkwardly onto the ring apron, and stomps a mudhole in him once he's on the outside. Keeping track of both men is proving difficult, as Hart leaps straight into him with a suicide dive, bringing all three men down.
Hart and Neidhart pull themselves up at a similar rate, and Beno tries to keep the advantage by running up and hitting them both with a clothesline, but it only manages to stagger them both. He tries it again, but this time they both nail him with a double shoulderblock. As he tries to pull himself up, Hart takes him down with a bulldog. Bret rolls back into the ring and then up onto the apron, resetting the countout timer.
Neidhart pulls Beno up into a powerbomb. Beno does his best to fight with shots to the head, but Bret nails him in the spine with a solid kick. Then another one. Then another. Then one to the back of the head. Bret takes a few steps back along the apron - and then drills him with a Super Hart Attack!
Beno is rolled up into the ring, but quickly begins rolling into a retreat. He practically climbs up the referee's legs trying to get ground, but the ref backs away. When Hart comes to attack Beno, Beno grabs him and throws him into the referee. With the referee down, Hart and Neidhart see their chance to do some real damage to the Knights, laying a stomping down onto him.
They're suddenly distracted by another man entering the ring, weilding a steel chair. They're calmed when he says to them he has a better method. Joey the Bastard seems to be out for blood tonight.
JTB implores Jim to pick Beno up, readying his steel chair against the defenseless Knight - and promptly cracks Bret Hart over the head with it instead.
Neidhart quickly releases Beno, panicking in an attempt to rush Joey down, only to be rammed in the stomach and DDT'd into the chair. Beno looks up, dazed and confused, as Joey just smirks - tapping himself on the chest and telling Beno to cover him.
Joey takes his place on the ring apron - his partner has arrived.
The referee comes to, seeing Beno draped over Bret Hart's unconscious body. Count is made for one - two - three.
Phil Latio: After being beaten down by Beno and the Knights. JTB decides to team up with him?
Don Chuckles: I am confused.
Phil Latio: Same here...We will be back after this commercial break!
--COMMERCIAL BREAK--
As Raw comes back from commercial, we head backstage in the locker room of Bob Cena. He is wearing a ThyWWE Resistance shirt, red shorts, and a red cast on his right arm.
Bob Cena:
What is it that makes a man a legend Mississipi? What made Shawn Michaels, The Rock, Triple H all icons? The Triple Crown. Only one man in ThyWWE's history has won the triple crown; and look how that guy ended up. I will be the guy who takes the triple crown with honour and when I am booked in a match I won't call in sick like Mr O'Shaunessy did when Alex Kendall gave him a rematch at Acension. Do you think Sheamus is a great guy Mississipi? Do you think he is a legend?
The crowd roar in approval of Sheamus
Bob Cena:
Wrong answer. You see there are two words that define Sheamus' career in ThyWWE; Backstage Politics. Yeah Sheamus was a warrior he never feared a challenge but do you know how Sheamus stayed as champion? Politics. He had Vince McMahon in his back pocket and I had to sit in my locker room in disgust week in week out when he started acting like the good guy! He is the biggest phony I have ever in my lifetime had the displeasure and misfortune of meeting. When I went on hiatus for a while people asked me why did I do it and I always said it was because of injury, but do you wanna know the real reason? It was Sheamus' fault! I was sick of sitting back and watching as Sheamus got his own way every time he didn't like a guy. I have had friends fired because Sheamus didn't like them, guys like Justin Time, Dan Hellman, guys with more talent in their little finger than Sheamus has in his entire body. And when I came back it was because I believed that Sheamus was gone but then one Raw he came back and all of that anger came flooding back. He was handed the world title spot at Acension and I let it go because I'm a company guy, but then the audacity of the guy to come out every week and say he was the best wrestler in the world, to push guys like me, Jacob Senn and Kurt Orton out of the main event scene because he wanted to brag about his past success! Bottom line the reason I am aiming for the Triple Crown is to erase Sheamus from the record books. Do you know how embarassing it is to have a person like him being the only Triple Crown in our history. And believe me this isn't jealousy this is the fact that week in week out I was pushed away from the main event because I didn't fit the mold that Sheamus believed made a top superstar. The moment that he left was the moment that Bob Cena came of age and became noticed as the Best in the World.
Cena does the 'U Cant C Me' taunt down the camera as the show goes back to the commentators.
Phil Latio: Powerful words from POT
Don Chuckles: I cant wait for his return later Phil
Phil Latio: Me too Don, it looks like its gonna be a great fight
Don Chuckles: Up next is our main event. Former world champion POT will take on the Dark Warrior, Sting!
Phil Latio: Should be a good one.
Main Event: POT vs Sting
Steve Cruise: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is the main event of the evening...
{Sting's them hits the PA system, and the crowd starts to cheer a little for the wrestling legend. He slowly emerges from the back wearing his signature trench coat, and is holding his trusty black baseball bat. He stands at the top of ramp looking around the crowd then walks down to the ring, taps the ring steps with his bat on the way up, then enters the ring and heads for the second turnbuckle. Sting stands there for a second then holds his hands to his mouth and lets out a loud "WOOOOOO!" as the crowd joins in...
Cruise: Introducing first... From Venice Beach, California... Weighing in at two hundred fifty pounds... The man they call... STIIING!
{Many members of the crowd cheer for Sting but he doesn't acknowledge them anymore. He stands in the centre of the ring staring up the ramp, waiting for his opponent...}
Cruise: And his opponent...
{"Unorthodox" hits the speakers as the crowd jump to their feet to greet the former World Champion, Bob Cena...}
Cruise: From Belfast, Ireland... Weighing in at two hundred forty pounds... "The Professor of Thuganomics"... Booob CEEENAAA!
{Cena burts through the curtain to a nice reaction from the crowd, but Sting doesn't seem too phased by it. Cena walks down the ramp nodding at the fans on the way and slapping hands with a few of them. Sting just stands in the middle of the ring like he has the whole time, but when Cena looks up at him, Sting just points at Cena with the bat... Cena gets an angry look on his face and quickly slides into the ring much to the joy of the fans in attendance. Sting wastes no time swinging for the fences with his bat for Cena's head, but Cena ducks it, and starts to hammer away on Sting with a few rights and lefts. Sting drops the bat, and POT picks it up. He holds it high and the crowd cheers, but instead of using it, POT tosses it out of the ring. When he does this Sting strikes with a clubbing blow across the back of Bob Cena...}
*DING DING DING*
Don: Here we go, folks... One for the ages! The youngest World Champions ever in Thy WWE against one of the oldest members of Thy WWE... Everybody's asking does Sting still have what it takes to compete in the main event against world class athletes? We'll find out tonight!
Phil: The answer is no, Don...
Don: He looks pretty good right now, Phil...
Phil: You call attacking a man with a weapon, then attacking him again from behind good, Don?
Don: Well, Sting as the former Champion reeling...
{Sting continues on the offensive, trapping Cena in the corner, and delivering some wicked knife edge chops. Sting then Irish Whips Cena into the opposite corner hard. Cena hits then stumbles forward into a dropkick from Sting... The crowd pop at the athleticism of Sting as he sits Cena up and starts to club him across the chest...}
Don: Sting is relentless... Like a rabid dog!
Phil: More like a senile old man...
{Sting clubs Cena a few more times then locks in a chin lock... The crowd starts to get behind Cena, and Cena starts to respond... Shaking his arms and getting to his feet, he elbows Sting in the gut, pushes him to the ropes then off the ropes. Sting comes back and ducks a clothesline and bounces off again. Cena turns around and into a Jumping Clothesline from Sting... Another crowd pop as Sting grabs hold of Cena's legs as if to go for the Deathlock... But instead drops a headbutt to the gut of Cena...}
Phil: That's a low blow!
Don: Not quite low enough, Phil... The ref was right there in good position to make the call or not...
{Sting gets Cena back to his feet, and slams his face into the turnbuckle. Sting then whips Cena into the opposite corner again, this time following and leaping trying for a Stinger Splash, but Cena moves at the last second. Sting clutches his chest in pain, then turns around and is met with Cena delivering his Thug-Life kick to the temple of Sting...}
Don: oh my! Right to Sting's skull!
{Cena with a quick cover...}
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{Cena up fast, and drops a knee to the face of Sting. Sting grabs his face and is quick to his feet, Cena ducks a right hand and drops Sting with a belly to back suplex. Another cover from Cena...}
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{Cena whips Sting into the ropes and Sting ducks a clothesline, bounces off the ropes and is met with a Tilt-a-whirl Armdrag, sending Sting rolling under the ropes and out of the ring. Cena waits for Sting to get to his feet then charges, diving over the ropes in a Suicide Dive, but Sting steps aside guiding Cena head first into the ringside barricade. The crowd is loud now, and Sting slides into the ring and waits for Cena to get to his feet...}
Don: Oh no, he's not gonna do it, is he?
Phil: Hopefully he breaks a hip...
{Sting runs at Cena and jumps head first over the top rope and to the outside, taking POT out in the process. The crowd goes wild as Sting stands up and lets out a loud "WOOO"...}
*STING STING STING STING*
{Sting grabs hold of Cena's head and slams in into the barricade, then he shoves Cena towards the announce table...}
Phil: Not again!
{Sting picks up Cena and drops him face first on the table as the ref begs Sting to bring it back in to the ring. But Sting raises the back of his hand to the ref and the ref backs off. Sting bounces Cena's head off the table once more then rolls him on to it. Sting climbs up on the table with Cena and pulls him up, then sets him up for the Deathdrop...}
Don: Don't do it! Has Sting gone mad?
Phil: It's called dementia, Don! Look out!
{Cena breaks free of the Deathdrop and picks Sting up on his shoulders. The crowd is wild, and Cena delivers a HUGE FU to Sting through the table!}
*HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT*
{Both men lay motionless in the rubble that was a table...}
Don: These two men are putting it all on the line for these Thy WWE fans!
Phil: And for what? Their entertainment? They don't deserve to see entertainment of this quality...
Don: the Thy WWE fans are who pay your salary, Phil, and don't you ever forget that... Sting and Bob Cena know this, and they'll do their damndest to make sure that these fans go home happy, with something to talk about for weeks to come!
{the ref has no choice but to start the count...}
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{Cena starts to move. Sting lays motionless.}
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{Cena almost to his feet. Sting starts to move.}
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{Cena rolls into the ring. Sting on his feet. Stumbles and falls.}
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{STING BACK IN THE RING!}
Don: Was that ever close! Sting will never give up!
Phil: Just die already!
{Cena quickly rolls up Sting for a cover...}
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{The crowd pops big time, for Sting and start to chant for the Stinger once again... Cena climbs the corner and waits for Sting to get to his feet. Sting has no idea where Cena is, and Cena leaps off the top rope going for his Word Up kick, but Sting catches his leg, and quickly wraps up Cena's legs, locking in the Scorpion Deathlock...}
Don: This is it, Phil! Sting's locked it in! He DOES have what it takes!
Latio: Come on, Cena, you idiot!
{Cena yells out in pain and desperately reaches out for the ropes. He uses all of his strength to pull Sting with him as me moves closer and closer to the ropes... Cena is just about to grab the bottom rope, but Sting sees this and pulls Cena back into the center of the ring...}
Don: That's it! It's over! Cena has no choice but to tap here!
{And Cena is about to do just that as he raises his hand up to tap out... But instead of tapping out he musters up all of strength and flips Sting over and off of his legs, breaking the hold... The crowd now is behind POT Bob Cena, and are chanting his name...}
*CENA CENA CENA CENA CENA*
{Sting slams the mat in infrustration as both men get to their feet. Cena with a shot to the jaw of Sting results in a cheer from the crowd... Sting fights back with a shot of his own which results in an even bigger cheer from the crowd... And a slug-fest ensues!}
Don: These Thy WWE fans are firmly behind BOTH of these men... The have respect for The Stinger, and have a new found love for Bob Cena after his recent change of attitude!
Phil: Well, I liked Cena better the way he was, and I liked Sting better when he wasn't around here!
{Cena starts to get the upper hand in the slug-fest, and sends Sting into the corner, then charges hitting a Spear on Sting in the corner. Then Cena hits a European Uppercut, knocking Sting off of his feet. Cena pulls Sting up and lifts him up onto the top rope. Cena follows, setting Sting up for a Superplex but Sting defends nicely with a few gut punches. Cena falls on his back and Sting stands up. Cena stands up as well, and Sting leaps off with a beautiful Cross-body from the top, and staying on top of Cena for the pin...}
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{Sting back up, arm drag to Cena, then a hip toss, then a back body drop. A leg drop to the face, followed by a cover...}
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KICKOUT!
Don: What a sequence of moves from The Icon Sting! How the hell is he still able to compete after that devastating ride through our table, Phil?
Phil: I dunno, Chuckles... Old man strength? Lot's old people get that one last wind before they kick the bucket for good...
{Sting has Cena up again and whips him to the corner, follows up with another Stinger Splash attempt, but again, Cena dodges it, and quickly starts to hammer away on Sting in the corner. He pulls Sting away from the corner and drops him hard head first with a nice Spike DDT, followed by a quick hook of the leg...}
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KICKOUT!
{Cena pulls Sting up by the hair and sends him hard to the corner chest first. Sting stumbles back and Cena lifts him up back first over his shoulders, then drops him, kneeing Sting in the back of the head with a reverse Go To Sleep like maneuver.}
Don: Sting could be concussed after a move like that! he must be knocked out cold!
{Cena doesn't go for the cover, though...}
Phil: Cover him, you idiot!
{Cena pulls Sting to the corner and lifts him up on to the top turnbuckle. Cena follows, sets up a Superplex, lifts Sting and both men come crashing to the mat. the crowd shows their appreciation for both men who lay in the ring motionless... The ref starts the count...}
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{Cena starts to stir a little bit...}
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{Cena starts to crawl towards Sting...}
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{Cena drapes his arm across the chest of Sting...}
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Don: MY GOD STING JUST WON'T QUIT!
Cena has had enough and signals to the crowd that this match is over... he waits for Sting to get to his feet then lifts him up over his shoulders for the F-U...}
Phil: YES! Finish him!
{Sting wiggles and smeagles free of Cena's finisher and hits a boot to the gut of Cena. Then whips Cena to the corner, charges, leaps, and hits a Stinger Splash! then he whips Cena to the opposite corner and hits another Stinger Splash! Cena stumbles fore ward and Sting spins him around, grabs his head and drops him with a Scorpion Death Drop! Sting covers...}
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*DING DING DING*
Don: My God, what a match! These two men laid everything out in that ring for the the fans of Thy WWE, and are getting the respect they deserve... Listen to these fans, Phil!
Phil: I have to admit, Chuckles... It was a damn good match, and Sting showed that he just might... might... have a few more months left in the tank, but we'll have to wait and see...
Don: Sting put on one the best performances of his career, Phil, and if you are too blinded by the new ways of today to realize that, I feel sorry for you, my friend...
The camera cuts backstage as we see a figure in a Horsemen of Apocalypse cloak and hood. The camera follows the figure until he reaches the locker room of the H.O.A. He slowly turns the knob and quickly enters, snapping the door shut behind him. A woman screams as a ruckus ensures in the locker room.
Phil Latio: What’s going on Don? We need to get some help back there.
Don Chuckles: I think you’re right Phil. I don’t think the Horsemen even know something is going on.
As Stalker, Destiny, STRYFE and Daniels make their way to the locker room, they stop dead in their tracks. The locker room door hangs ajar. STRYFE rushes into the room to see it in disarray. The rest of the Horsemen follow and stand in shock. Chairs are bent, the table is broken, the posters torn into shreds. Clothes thrown all over the room and broken glass litters the ground.
STRYFE: MELINDA!!! MELINDA!!!
Melinda comes running from the showers. She runs right to Destiny. She whispers something to Destiny.
Destiny: (muttering) This can’t be happening… who could’ve done this… they took her?
Enraged, Stalker tears the locker room door from the hinges an throws it to the ground. Destiny takes off running.
Stalker Knight: SOMEONE IS GONNA PAY FOR THIS! WHEN I FIND OUT WHO DID THIS I'LL TEAR THERE HEAD OFF!!
A monitor lays on the floor, still intact. Stalker bends down and picks it up. The monitor shows Kiara Knight, Stalker’s daughter, slung over the shoulder of a hulking figure. He wears the cloak of the Horsemen. An engine is heard running and the sound of car door opening. She seems unconscious. Until she speaks in a soft voice.
Kiara: Daddy…..
A voice speaks.
Don’t you worry darling. I’m going to show you just how much of a man I am.
Stalker drops the monitor. The glass shatters as The Horsemen sprint from their locker room. The camera feed cuts to the parking lot where Destiny is seen dropping from the back of a black Sedan as it is speeding away the Horsemen arrive seconds later. On the pavement, the crest of the Knights is drawn and the cloak of the Horsemen lies next to it, along with Kiara's Acolyte robes. Stalker spins around grabbing the cameraman and lets out a blood curdling scream. As the falls, we see words written under the emblem.
“An eye for an eye”
Stalker looks directly into the eyes of the cameraman. His voice quivering with fury, and pure hatred.
Vultures.
Phil Latio: This just got personal. Things have completely spiraled out of control. We’ve just witnessed the Knights abduct Stalker’s daughter.
Don Chuckles: I don’t know what to say Phil. All hell is going to break loose next week. Thanks for watching! See ya next week!
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OOC:
1) New card will go up Monday! We need to get back to the schedule, Monday card so you guys will have the weekend to relax.
2) I am sorry match two and three aren't written fully. Daniels never sent his in and I was busy, gave match three to Tom, he got sick and I had to retake it yesterday.
3) New guys who are looking for their debut? Monday is the new card. For the time being, you are more than welcome to general rp or do some backstage rps.
4) Comment below everyone. What did ya think of the results?
5) I will post Joey the Bastard's rp later so Hart Foundation and Beno can see his rp.
Live from: Jackson, Mississippi in the Mississippi Coliseum.
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Phil Latio: Welcome to Monday Night RAW 88!
Don Chuckles: It's been 88 shows already?
Phil Latio: Yes Don and tonight is going to be a good one, I can just feel it!
Don Chuckles: I hope so.
Phil Latio: Last week the Knights beat down Joey the Bastard. I want to know why!
Don Chuckles: I am sure we will find out later tonight.
Phil Latio: Let's start with our opening match. Returning Ace will be facing Captian Tetley.
Match One: Captian Tetley vs Ace
Put Your Balls on it by Death! Death! Die! hits as Captain Teatly walks onto the stage with the balls of steel pauses for a moment to soak in the fan's reaction than runs down towards the ring slapping the hands of fans and slides into the ring he than get's up and Teabags the closest turnbuckle as he jumps down his music cuts and he places the balls of steel in the corner.
"Drag you down" by Finger Eleven blasts over the PA system as the big man Ace walks out of the backstage area, down the ramp and into the ring, a death stare aimed directly at Captain Tetley as the fans respond in an accepting manner, not too big of a pop though. Ace backs himself into his own corner, eyes locked on Tetley.
The referee calls for the bell as Ace continues staring at Captain Tetley, trying to play mind games for several moments before slowly walking toward him with a evil look in his eyes. Tetley tries to remain unaffected as he and Ace then begin circling, clashing together where Tetley quickly switches behind his opponent, grabbing him with a waistlock and trying to wrestle him to the mat! However, Ace just powers out of it with ease front he scrawny guy. Throwing Tetley off of him and across the ring like a toddler. Ace stands there smirking. Tetley gets to his feet and stares at Ace with a slight smile on his face too. Then the captain of douche baggary comes right back and applies a side headlock instead, wrenching on the hold, only for Ace to then shove him off into the ropes and then catch him on the return with an inverted atomic drop, stunning Tetley! Ace then hits the ropes and charges back, only for Tetley to drop down flat! Ace keeps running as Tetley pops back up and leapfrogs his opponent Ace on the return, waiting for Ace to run back off the original ropes before... CRACK!! He NAILS him with a picture perfect dropkick, quickly going for the cover.
One... Two ...KICK OUT!!
However, Tetley is keen to press the advantage, dragging Ace up and over to the corner, peppering him with forearms to the side of the head! He then whips him off into the corner opposite and signals to the cheering masses, now charging across the ring and leaping in search of a big flying forearm... Only for Ace to power out of the corner, catching Tetley in mid-air and then dropping backwards to deliver a stun gun face-first into the top turnbuckle!! Tetley is staggered as he turns around in the corner and then has Ace step up onto the second rope, pummeling him with right after right, pausing only to once again rub his hands up his chest... Only for Tetley to then take that opportunity to slip out between Ace's legs, as he then clubs his opponent in the back several times before climbing up after him, hooking him up and Tetley uses all of his might to try and send both men crashing down with a back superplex, but it epically fails and Tetleys legs collapse causing Ace to fall violently on top of him, what a botched move!! They lay there in pain and both seem to be hurting bad after that awkward landing. Ace gets up to his feet first as expected. Breathing hard and looking to be tired. Tetley struggles, but gets to his feet also and sees Ace just standing there. Tetley decides to try his luck and he spins around to try to land a stiff kick to Ace's head. BUT ACE SAW IT COMING! Ace hooks him around the waist and DRIVES him down to the mat with a spinebuster! Ace gets up and the crowd cheers him on. Ace raises his hands with a thumbs up at first... But then turning them down and looking at Tetley with a desire to win on his face. Ace gets Tetley up to his feet and places his head upside down underneath his arm pit… he signals to the crowd by cutting his throat with his thumb. He drops him hard… DROP BACK! Ace pins him!
One... Two... THR….KICKOUT!!!!
Ace is up now furious and begins sending shots to the head of Tetley with his knee over and over, the ref comes over and attempts to break it up but Ace being so frustrated with his loss bumps off the referee and the ref gets turned around and goes into the corner catching himself before receiving too much damage. Ace stops for a second and looks over to see if the referee was going to disqualify him and turns his back to Tetley. Tetley quickly comes to life as the ref stands with his back towards the action HE WAS PLAYING POSSUM! Skinny douche man Tetley kick flips himself up and lands behind Ace upper cutting him straight in the balls TEABAGGARY!…Ace hunches over grabbing his sack and the 6'5" big man stumbles backwards right into a picture perfect school boy by Tetley, the ref has finally gotten turned around and runs over dropping down for the count.
One….TWO… with the ref down making the count Tetley yanks on the tights for good measure… THREE!!!
Phil Latio: Tetley with the low blow and just when Ace was about to kick out he grabbed on to the shorts! Wowww, what a tea bagger.
Don Chuckles: I didn't see that Phil?!? What an impressive win here by Tetley, he really pulled off some textbook moves here tonight Phil!
Phil Latio: You're an idiot.
Winner by Pinfall: Captain Tetley
Phil Latio: Awesome match up to start off the show! Glad to see Tetley getting a win.
Cult Of Personality hits and out walks Paul Heyman to loud boos
Heyman enters the ring and gets a microphone
Paul Heyman:Tonight I am here on behalf of my client CM Punk who last night defeated Mark Greenburg in his debut match.My client is not happy with the amount of disrespect he got so that's why he's not here at this time.Now here's what Mr.Punk sent me out here to inform everyone of
Heyman pulls a letter out of his pocket
Paul Heyman:Dear Thy WWE officials,wrestlers and fans I CM Punk chose not to speak in front of you at this time because you are all beneath me.I am here to make my mark and become the World Heavyweight Champion proving that I am what I say I am The Best In The World.Therefor at this time I am challenging anyone that wants to walk out and accept my challenge for next week on RAW.I do not deserve to be stuck on a show where nobody see's me perform so at this time I refuse to wrestle if my match is not on RAW.Now if any of you in the back have the balls to accept my challenge then the time is now to do so if not then it just proves that you are all a bunch of disrespectful cowards
Heyman turns towards the stage and awaits someone to walk out. No one shows.
Paul Heyman: So be it, next week CM Punk better be booked!
Paul leaves the ring and walks into the back.
Phil Latio: Heyman is such a loser.
Don Chuckles: I wonder who will step up and face Punk next week!
Phil Latio: We will be right back after these messages!
--COMMERCIAL BREAK--
Don Chuckles: Welcome back to RAW folks.
Phil Latio: Up next we have a great match up Don, Stalker Knight is going to take on Jacob Senn!
Match Two:Stalker Knight vs Jacob Senn
The match starts off fast with both Stalker Knight and Senn both focused and hungry to win. Stalker Knight got on top early with a few impact moves, first a clothesline, then a snap suplex. He shows off his champion spirit but hitting a Knight's End, a torture rack into the blackhole slam. Stalker goes for the pin.
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The match continued. Stalker Knight goes to pick up Senn but Senn kicked Knight in the mid-section and hit a quick DDT. Like that, the match switches side. Senn picks up Knight and irish whipped him to the ropes. Stalker ran at Senn and Senn hit a hard drop kick. Senn rolled up first, Stalker takes his time, gets to a knee and final gets to his feet, He turns around and walks right into a Spear!
Senn picks up Stalker and hits Judgement, a superkick out of nowhere! He goes for the pin.
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Winner: Jacob Senn!.
Phil Latio: Congratulations on the win Jacob Senn.
Don Chuckles: I really thought Knight had the ring with the Knight End/
Phil Latio: Senn is tough Don. It's going to take more than a torture rack to beat Senn.
Don Chuckles: I guess, but we will be back after these commercials.
--COMMERCIAL--
Phil Latio: We are back!
Don Chuckles: Up next we have a great match up within a triple threat.
Phil Latio: Danny Daniels, Razor Ramon and Nero all will fight for a win here tonight!
Match Three: Danny Daniels vs Razon Ramon vs Nero
It starts off with Nero coming to the ring. He is young and excited but he gets boo'd but you can tell he doesn't care. Next to come down to the ring as Danny Daniels, he comes out focused but is also boo'd. Last to come to the ring is none other than, "The Bad Guy" Razor Ramon.
WWF great is given mixed reactions when he steps out onto the stage, but again, mostly boos can be heard. I guess the fans were just in a booing mood or something. When the bell rang, Danny Daniels did the unthinkable, gave Nero and Ramon a smirk and slid out of the ring.
He shook his head and motioned that he was better than them so he didn't have to fight. He walked into the back as the fans boo him even louded.
Now it turns into a one on one where Nero and Razor looked heads. Razor used his weight advantage and throw Nero to the ground. He laughed as Nero shook his head and got back up. Razor continue to laugh and underestimated Nero as Nero uses his speed to get around Ramon and hits a quick neck breaker. Nero goes for a quick cover.
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Razor laughs, puts his foot on Nero's stomach and the ref begins to count.
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Winner: Razor Ramon!
Phil Latio: That's not fair Don ha ha.
Don Chuckles: It's too fair, Nero is a pro in thie business.
Phil Latio: Razor has 100 pounds plus on Nero!
Don Chuckles: Whatever. Nero stood no chance against Razor.
Phil Latio: Up next, Beno will take on the Hard Foundation in a tag team match. Who will come down and help Beno?
Match Four: Beno (c) and Partner vs Hart Foundation (Bret Hart and Jim Neidhart)
As the Hart Foundation make their way from behind the curtain, their interaction with the fans is cut abruptly short. Jim Neidhart finds himself being assaulted from behind and thrown off the stage. Before Hart can even react, he's nailed in the stomach with a knee and thrown into the guardrail. Seems Beno wants to bring the fight to them early - but there's no partner in sight.
Beno and Bret Hart brawl their way down the rampway, with Beno being shouldertackled into the steel steps. The referee wants them to bring it into the ring but it's already too much of a brawl. Beno is able to cling onto Bret, driving his face into the ring apron and nailing him with a forearm shot. Bret climbs in and Beno follows. The referee considers that good enough to start the match, even if Jim Neidhart is only just climbing back onto the ramp and Beno's on his own. The bell rings.
Beno whips Bret across the ropes and ducks down for a backdrop. Bret jumps over for a sunset flip but Beno is quick to roll free and nail Bret with a clothesline as he gets up to his feet. The balance between age and experience is starting to tip against Bret's favour as his advanced years have made him a half second too slow. Beno pulls him up, stretching him in an abdominal stretch, only to be pulled off Bret by Neidhart. Beno swings a right hand, only to be drilled by a colossal mongolian chop by the Anvil. With Beno against the ropes, Neidhart clotheslines him up and over the top, and we're back to a brawl outside.
As Jim crawls through the ring ropes, Beno pulls his legs out from under him, sending him collapsing awkwardly onto the ring apron, and stomps a mudhole in him once he's on the outside. Keeping track of both men is proving difficult, as Hart leaps straight into him with a suicide dive, bringing all three men down.
Hart and Neidhart pull themselves up at a similar rate, and Beno tries to keep the advantage by running up and hitting them both with a clothesline, but it only manages to stagger them both. He tries it again, but this time they both nail him with a double shoulderblock. As he tries to pull himself up, Hart takes him down with a bulldog. Bret rolls back into the ring and then up onto the apron, resetting the countout timer.
Neidhart pulls Beno up into a powerbomb. Beno does his best to fight with shots to the head, but Bret nails him in the spine with a solid kick. Then another one. Then another. Then one to the back of the head. Bret takes a few steps back along the apron - and then drills him with a Super Hart Attack!
Beno is rolled up into the ring, but quickly begins rolling into a retreat. He practically climbs up the referee's legs trying to get ground, but the ref backs away. When Hart comes to attack Beno, Beno grabs him and throws him into the referee. With the referee down, Hart and Neidhart see their chance to do some real damage to the Knights, laying a stomping down onto him.
They're suddenly distracted by another man entering the ring, weilding a steel chair. They're calmed when he says to them he has a better method. Joey the Bastard seems to be out for blood tonight.
JTB implores Jim to pick Beno up, readying his steel chair against the defenseless Knight - and promptly cracks Bret Hart over the head with it instead.
Neidhart quickly releases Beno, panicking in an attempt to rush Joey down, only to be rammed in the stomach and DDT'd into the chair. Beno looks up, dazed and confused, as Joey just smirks - tapping himself on the chest and telling Beno to cover him.
Joey takes his place on the ring apron - his partner has arrived.
The referee comes to, seeing Beno draped over Bret Hart's unconscious body. Count is made for one - two - three.
Winner: Beno....and Joey the Bastard!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Phil Latio: After being beaten down by Beno and the Knights. JTB decides to team up with him?
Don Chuckles: I am confused.
Phil Latio: Same here...We will be back after this commercial break!
--COMMERCIAL BREAK--
As Raw comes back from commercial, we head backstage in the locker room of Bob Cena. He is wearing a ThyWWE Resistance shirt, red shorts, and a red cast on his right arm.
Bob Cena:
What is it that makes a man a legend Mississipi? What made Shawn Michaels, The Rock, Triple H all icons? The Triple Crown. Only one man in ThyWWE's history has won the triple crown; and look how that guy ended up. I will be the guy who takes the triple crown with honour and when I am booked in a match I won't call in sick like Mr O'Shaunessy did when Alex Kendall gave him a rematch at Acension. Do you think Sheamus is a great guy Mississipi? Do you think he is a legend?
The crowd roar in approval of Sheamus
Bob Cena:
Wrong answer. You see there are two words that define Sheamus' career in ThyWWE; Backstage Politics. Yeah Sheamus was a warrior he never feared a challenge but do you know how Sheamus stayed as champion? Politics. He had Vince McMahon in his back pocket and I had to sit in my locker room in disgust week in week out when he started acting like the good guy! He is the biggest phony I have ever in my lifetime had the displeasure and misfortune of meeting. When I went on hiatus for a while people asked me why did I do it and I always said it was because of injury, but do you wanna know the real reason? It was Sheamus' fault! I was sick of sitting back and watching as Sheamus got his own way every time he didn't like a guy. I have had friends fired because Sheamus didn't like them, guys like Justin Time, Dan Hellman, guys with more talent in their little finger than Sheamus has in his entire body. And when I came back it was because I believed that Sheamus was gone but then one Raw he came back and all of that anger came flooding back. He was handed the world title spot at Acension and I let it go because I'm a company guy, but then the audacity of the guy to come out every week and say he was the best wrestler in the world, to push guys like me, Jacob Senn and Kurt Orton out of the main event scene because he wanted to brag about his past success! Bottom line the reason I am aiming for the Triple Crown is to erase Sheamus from the record books. Do you know how embarassing it is to have a person like him being the only Triple Crown in our history. And believe me this isn't jealousy this is the fact that week in week out I was pushed away from the main event because I didn't fit the mold that Sheamus believed made a top superstar. The moment that he left was the moment that Bob Cena came of age and became noticed as the Best in the World.
Cena does the 'U Cant C Me' taunt down the camera as the show goes back to the commentators.
Phil Latio: Powerful words from POT
Don Chuckles: I cant wait for his return later Phil
Phil Latio: Me too Don, it looks like its gonna be a great fight
Don Chuckles: Up next is our main event. Former world champion POT will take on the Dark Warrior, Sting!
Phil Latio: Should be a good one.
Main Event: POT vs Sting
Steve Cruise: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is the main event of the evening...
{Sting's them hits the PA system, and the crowd starts to cheer a little for the wrestling legend. He slowly emerges from the back wearing his signature trench coat, and is holding his trusty black baseball bat. He stands at the top of ramp looking around the crowd then walks down to the ring, taps the ring steps with his bat on the way up, then enters the ring and heads for the second turnbuckle. Sting stands there for a second then holds his hands to his mouth and lets out a loud "WOOOOOO!" as the crowd joins in...
Cruise: Introducing first... From Venice Beach, California... Weighing in at two hundred fifty pounds... The man they call... STIIING!
{Many members of the crowd cheer for Sting but he doesn't acknowledge them anymore. He stands in the centre of the ring staring up the ramp, waiting for his opponent...}
Cruise: And his opponent...
{"Unorthodox" hits the speakers as the crowd jump to their feet to greet the former World Champion, Bob Cena...}
Cruise: From Belfast, Ireland... Weighing in at two hundred forty pounds... "The Professor of Thuganomics"... Booob CEEENAAA!
{Cena burts through the curtain to a nice reaction from the crowd, but Sting doesn't seem too phased by it. Cena walks down the ramp nodding at the fans on the way and slapping hands with a few of them. Sting just stands in the middle of the ring like he has the whole time, but when Cena looks up at him, Sting just points at Cena with the bat... Cena gets an angry look on his face and quickly slides into the ring much to the joy of the fans in attendance. Sting wastes no time swinging for the fences with his bat for Cena's head, but Cena ducks it, and starts to hammer away on Sting with a few rights and lefts. Sting drops the bat, and POT picks it up. He holds it high and the crowd cheers, but instead of using it, POT tosses it out of the ring. When he does this Sting strikes with a clubbing blow across the back of Bob Cena...}
*DING DING DING*
Don: Here we go, folks... One for the ages! The youngest World Champions ever in Thy WWE against one of the oldest members of Thy WWE... Everybody's asking does Sting still have what it takes to compete in the main event against world class athletes? We'll find out tonight!
Phil: The answer is no, Don...
Don: He looks pretty good right now, Phil...
Phil: You call attacking a man with a weapon, then attacking him again from behind good, Don?
Don: Well, Sting as the former Champion reeling...
{Sting continues on the offensive, trapping Cena in the corner, and delivering some wicked knife edge chops. Sting then Irish Whips Cena into the opposite corner hard. Cena hits then stumbles forward into a dropkick from Sting... The crowd pop at the athleticism of Sting as he sits Cena up and starts to club him across the chest...}
Don: Sting is relentless... Like a rabid dog!
Phil: More like a senile old man...
{Sting clubs Cena a few more times then locks in a chin lock... The crowd starts to get behind Cena, and Cena starts to respond... Shaking his arms and getting to his feet, he elbows Sting in the gut, pushes him to the ropes then off the ropes. Sting comes back and ducks a clothesline and bounces off again. Cena turns around and into a Jumping Clothesline from Sting... Another crowd pop as Sting grabs hold of Cena's legs as if to go for the Deathlock... But instead drops a headbutt to the gut of Cena...}
Phil: That's a low blow!
Don: Not quite low enough, Phil... The ref was right there in good position to make the call or not...
{Sting gets Cena back to his feet, and slams his face into the turnbuckle. Sting then whips Cena into the opposite corner again, this time following and leaping trying for a Stinger Splash, but Cena moves at the last second. Sting clutches his chest in pain, then turns around and is met with Cena delivering his Thug-Life kick to the temple of Sting...}
Don: oh my! Right to Sting's skull!
{Cena with a quick cover...}
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{Cena up fast, and drops a knee to the face of Sting. Sting grabs his face and is quick to his feet, Cena ducks a right hand and drops Sting with a belly to back suplex. Another cover from Cena...}
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{Cena whips Sting into the ropes and Sting ducks a clothesline, bounces off the ropes and is met with a Tilt-a-whirl Armdrag, sending Sting rolling under the ropes and out of the ring. Cena waits for Sting to get to his feet then charges, diving over the ropes in a Suicide Dive, but Sting steps aside guiding Cena head first into the ringside barricade. The crowd is loud now, and Sting slides into the ring and waits for Cena to get to his feet...}
Don: Oh no, he's not gonna do it, is he?
Phil: Hopefully he breaks a hip...
{Sting runs at Cena and jumps head first over the top rope and to the outside, taking POT out in the process. The crowd goes wild as Sting stands up and lets out a loud "WOOO"...}
*STING STING STING STING*
{Sting grabs hold of Cena's head and slams in into the barricade, then he shoves Cena towards the announce table...}
Phil: Not again!
{Sting picks up Cena and drops him face first on the table as the ref begs Sting to bring it back in to the ring. But Sting raises the back of his hand to the ref and the ref backs off. Sting bounces Cena's head off the table once more then rolls him on to it. Sting climbs up on the table with Cena and pulls him up, then sets him up for the Deathdrop...}
Don: Don't do it! Has Sting gone mad?
Phil: It's called dementia, Don! Look out!
{Cena breaks free of the Deathdrop and picks Sting up on his shoulders. The crowd is wild, and Cena delivers a HUGE FU to Sting through the table!}
*HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT*
{Both men lay motionless in the rubble that was a table...}
Don: These two men are putting it all on the line for these Thy WWE fans!
Phil: And for what? Their entertainment? They don't deserve to see entertainment of this quality...
Don: the Thy WWE fans are who pay your salary, Phil, and don't you ever forget that... Sting and Bob Cena know this, and they'll do their damndest to make sure that these fans go home happy, with something to talk about for weeks to come!
{the ref has no choice but to start the count...}
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{Cena starts to move. Sting lays motionless.}
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{Cena almost to his feet. Sting starts to move.}
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{Cena rolls into the ring. Sting on his feet. Stumbles and falls.}
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{STING BACK IN THE RING!}
Don: Was that ever close! Sting will never give up!
Phil: Just die already!
{Cena quickly rolls up Sting for a cover...}
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{The crowd pops big time, for Sting and start to chant for the Stinger once again... Cena climbs the corner and waits for Sting to get to his feet. Sting has no idea where Cena is, and Cena leaps off the top rope going for his Word Up kick, but Sting catches his leg, and quickly wraps up Cena's legs, locking in the Scorpion Deathlock...}
Don: This is it, Phil! Sting's locked it in! He DOES have what it takes!
Latio: Come on, Cena, you idiot!
{Cena yells out in pain and desperately reaches out for the ropes. He uses all of his strength to pull Sting with him as me moves closer and closer to the ropes... Cena is just about to grab the bottom rope, but Sting sees this and pulls Cena back into the center of the ring...}
Don: That's it! It's over! Cena has no choice but to tap here!
{And Cena is about to do just that as he raises his hand up to tap out... But instead of tapping out he musters up all of strength and flips Sting over and off of his legs, breaking the hold... The crowd now is behind POT Bob Cena, and are chanting his name...}
*CENA CENA CENA CENA CENA*
{Sting slams the mat in infrustration as both men get to their feet. Cena with a shot to the jaw of Sting results in a cheer from the crowd... Sting fights back with a shot of his own which results in an even bigger cheer from the crowd... And a slug-fest ensues!}
Don: These Thy WWE fans are firmly behind BOTH of these men... The have respect for The Stinger, and have a new found love for Bob Cena after his recent change of attitude!
Phil: Well, I liked Cena better the way he was, and I liked Sting better when he wasn't around here!
{Cena starts to get the upper hand in the slug-fest, and sends Sting into the corner, then charges hitting a Spear on Sting in the corner. Then Cena hits a European Uppercut, knocking Sting off of his feet. Cena pulls Sting up and lifts him up onto the top rope. Cena follows, setting Sting up for a Superplex but Sting defends nicely with a few gut punches. Cena falls on his back and Sting stands up. Cena stands up as well, and Sting leaps off with a beautiful Cross-body from the top, and staying on top of Cena for the pin...}
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{Sting back up, arm drag to Cena, then a hip toss, then a back body drop. A leg drop to the face, followed by a cover...}
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Don: What a sequence of moves from The Icon Sting! How the hell is he still able to compete after that devastating ride through our table, Phil?
Phil: I dunno, Chuckles... Old man strength? Lot's old people get that one last wind before they kick the bucket for good...
{Sting has Cena up again and whips him to the corner, follows up with another Stinger Splash attempt, but again, Cena dodges it, and quickly starts to hammer away on Sting in the corner. He pulls Sting away from the corner and drops him hard head first with a nice Spike DDT, followed by a quick hook of the leg...}
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{Cena pulls Sting up by the hair and sends him hard to the corner chest first. Sting stumbles back and Cena lifts him up back first over his shoulders, then drops him, kneeing Sting in the back of the head with a reverse Go To Sleep like maneuver.}
Don: Sting could be concussed after a move like that! he must be knocked out cold!
{Cena doesn't go for the cover, though...}
Phil: Cover him, you idiot!
{Cena pulls Sting to the corner and lifts him up on to the top turnbuckle. Cena follows, sets up a Superplex, lifts Sting and both men come crashing to the mat. the crowd shows their appreciation for both men who lay in the ring motionless... The ref starts the count...}
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{Cena starts to stir a little bit...}
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{Cena starts to crawl towards Sting...}
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{Cena drapes his arm across the chest of Sting...}
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Don: MY GOD STING JUST WON'T QUIT!
Cena has had enough and signals to the crowd that this match is over... he waits for Sting to get to his feet then lifts him up over his shoulders for the F-U...}
Phil: YES! Finish him!
{Sting wiggles and smeagles free of Cena's finisher and hits a boot to the gut of Cena. Then whips Cena to the corner, charges, leaps, and hits a Stinger Splash! then he whips Cena to the opposite corner and hits another Stinger Splash! Cena stumbles fore ward and Sting spins him around, grabs his head and drops him with a Scorpion Death Drop! Sting covers...}
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3!
*DING DING DING*
Winner of the Match: Sting
Don: My God, what a match! These two men laid everything out in that ring for the the fans of Thy WWE, and are getting the respect they deserve... Listen to these fans, Phil!
Phil: I have to admit, Chuckles... It was a damn good match, and Sting showed that he just might... might... have a few more months left in the tank, but we'll have to wait and see...
Don: Sting put on one the best performances of his career, Phil, and if you are too blinded by the new ways of today to realize that, I feel sorry for you, my friend...
The camera cuts backstage as we see a figure in a Horsemen of Apocalypse cloak and hood. The camera follows the figure until he reaches the locker room of the H.O.A. He slowly turns the knob and quickly enters, snapping the door shut behind him. A woman screams as a ruckus ensures in the locker room.
Phil Latio: What’s going on Don? We need to get some help back there.
Don Chuckles: I think you’re right Phil. I don’t think the Horsemen even know something is going on.
As Stalker, Destiny, STRYFE and Daniels make their way to the locker room, they stop dead in their tracks. The locker room door hangs ajar. STRYFE rushes into the room to see it in disarray. The rest of the Horsemen follow and stand in shock. Chairs are bent, the table is broken, the posters torn into shreds. Clothes thrown all over the room and broken glass litters the ground.
STRYFE: MELINDA!!! MELINDA!!!
Melinda comes running from the showers. She runs right to Destiny. She whispers something to Destiny.
Destiny: (muttering) This can’t be happening… who could’ve done this… they took her?
Enraged, Stalker tears the locker room door from the hinges an throws it to the ground. Destiny takes off running.
Stalker Knight: SOMEONE IS GONNA PAY FOR THIS! WHEN I FIND OUT WHO DID THIS I'LL TEAR THERE HEAD OFF!!
A monitor lays on the floor, still intact. Stalker bends down and picks it up. The monitor shows Kiara Knight, Stalker’s daughter, slung over the shoulder of a hulking figure. He wears the cloak of the Horsemen. An engine is heard running and the sound of car door opening. She seems unconscious. Until she speaks in a soft voice.
Kiara: Daddy…..
A voice speaks.
Don’t you worry darling. I’m going to show you just how much of a man I am.
Stalker drops the monitor. The glass shatters as The Horsemen sprint from their locker room. The camera feed cuts to the parking lot where Destiny is seen dropping from the back of a black Sedan as it is speeding away the Horsemen arrive seconds later. On the pavement, the crest of the Knights is drawn and the cloak of the Horsemen lies next to it, along with Kiara's Acolyte robes. Stalker spins around grabbing the cameraman and lets out a blood curdling scream. As the falls, we see words written under the emblem.
“An eye for an eye”
Stalker looks directly into the eyes of the cameraman. His voice quivering with fury, and pure hatred.
Vultures.
Phil Latio: This just got personal. Things have completely spiraled out of control. We’ve just witnessed the Knights abduct Stalker’s daughter.
Don Chuckles: I don’t know what to say Phil. All hell is going to break loose next week. Thanks for watching! See ya next week!
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OOC:
1) New card will go up Monday! We need to get back to the schedule, Monday card so you guys will have the weekend to relax.
2) I am sorry match two and three aren't written fully. Daniels never sent his in and I was busy, gave match three to Tom, he got sick and I had to retake it yesterday.
3) New guys who are looking for their debut? Monday is the new card. For the time being, you are more than welcome to general rp or do some backstage rps.
4) Comment below everyone. What did ya think of the results?
5) I will post Joey the Bastard's rp later so Hart Foundation and Beno can see his rp.
