Post by Vince McMahon on May 1, 2013 21:00:45 GMT -5
Thy WWE Presents: RAW 105 Results
Live From: Scottrade Center, St. Louis, Missouri
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Opening the show we can see a large tarp covering something massive above the ring.
What could it be?
Inside of the ring we can see General Manager Knight wearing a headset microphone.
General Manager Knight: This has certainly gotten interesting Beno, I will give you that.
Just when I think I have got you all figured out, you go and change the play on me.
Kudos to you for that champ…
Your words that you spoke two weeks ago, while passionate, they were slightly incorrect. Let me enlighten you as to why. You see Beno, the whole foundation of my issue with you from the get go wasn’t the fact that you don’t measure up to the perennial definition of what a great champion is. It’s the attributes that a great champion possesses which you lack is why I have taken such offense against you.
Think about this…
I can’t compare you to men like Alex Kendall, Undertaker, even Starr or Walker on a simple win/loss scale. They’re not here for you to compete against, which is correct, so you can’t be slighted for the fact that you haven’t beaten them. But it goes deeper than that my friend, you see Beno you don’t have the character traits of what a real champion should have.
You don’t know what it’s like to be truly tested…
You don’t know what it’s like to be pushed to your absolute limits, wanting to quit, but having to dig down deep to find that last ounce of will to keep going…
You don’t know what it’s like to struggle Beno…
But you’re going to be tested champ; you’re going to be tested indeed.
You see Beno, I’ve read your narcissistic tirades about how you’re some kind of crusader, who fought hard against Starr’s tyrannical reign of terror, how you made a name for yourself, how you’re some self-proclaimed superstar.
I say you’re full of crap.
I say that you’ve spent a whole career feeling like you’re entitled, but not actually wanting to have to work for it. When push has come to shove Beno, you’ve been perfectly content just throwing your arms up in defeat and walking away.
But you’re going to finally be tested Beno.
You say you want to be taken seriously Beno, you say you want to be viewed in the same regard as the great champions who came before you. Then this is your chance to do it, you and me at Oppression Beno….IN THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We can see General Manager Knight take a step back, do a wave of his arms and the tarp above the ring is removed to reveal a massive cage structure. Ladders appear built in, connecting all three levels while weapons appear to be latched all over the second level structure of the cage.
General Manager Knight: The Triple Cage!
Do you feel it champ? Do you feel that lump forming in your throat?
Are you scared Beno?
You want to be respected, you want to be viewed as one of the immortals, as one of the greats…
Well I hold the key Beno…
Come and take it from me and stake your place. Prove once and for all that you belong in the spot you have now.
It’s time to put up or shut up Beno, once and for all….
A close up of General Manager Knight shows him just starting to grin a little bit as the show goes to a commercial break.
COMMERCIAL
RAW comes back from commerical. and the fans go wild. Seconds later Bret’s music hits the arena and the fans go wild for their hero. He is wearing his cut off blue jeans and his leather jacket. Julie is not with him as he makes his way to the ring with a mic in hand. Fans reach out for a high five and Bret high fives as many as he can. He reaches the ring and he climbs up the stairs and he climbs under the top rope. He plays to the fans as his music dies down but the fans continue to cheer his name. They quieten down as he runs his hand through his greasy hair. He raises the mic to his lips.*
Bret Hart – “Well it seems that this week I have been left off the card. Tonight I could have taken the night off and spent the night at home with my wife with my feet up and drinking a beer. But no I decided to come down here tonight to address the THY WWE Universe. These past couple weeks I haven’t exactly been on much of any kind of winning streak, in fact it’s been quite the opposite.”
*Bret starts to circle the ring as he continues his speech.*
Bret Hart – “Well to be honest with you it seems that everyone here in THY thinks they can take out Bret Hart. So far that seems to be true. Since Anarchy when I somewhat lost to Bob Cena my winning ways seem to have befallen me. So tonight I’m laying it all on the line. I know that Bob Cena and his little boy toy Kurt Orton are fighting his way to the Tag Titles at Oppression but I’m here to lay out my final cards. At Anarchy I technically never tapped out to the Chin Lock Choke that Bob locked in on me.”
*Bret stops in the middle of the ring and he points up to the titontron. On it is the scene from the match at Anarchy where Bret is being locked into the Chin Lock Choke as the Ref calls for the bell.*
Bret Hart – “As you all can see the evidence is there in all its glory. I never tapped so why was the god dam bell rung. This is good dam disgraceful. Now I can take that little son of a bitch Blade beating me with my own move a few weeks ago but what I can’t stand is losing to someone who never actually beat me. So here it is Bob! Tonight I’m asking for one more match. Me and you one on one. LAST MAN STANDING! Anytime anywhere!”
*The fans go wild at Bret’s proposal. He exits the ring as the fans continue to scream his name. He walks up the ramp and as he is about to exit the arena he stops and turns back to the fans.*
Bret Hart – “Oh and just to make it interesting Bob. If you beat me… I’ll quit once and for all!”
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Match One: Demmie Mae (c) vs Travis Bishop
Non Title
Demmie and Travis stand in opposite corners. The ref watched them both then signaled for the bell.
DING DING DING
They both circled around the ring closing in and they grabbed each others shoulders fighting for control. Travis came out on top and got Demmie in a headlock. She tugged the tried to get out but Travis had a good hold of her head. He raised his fist and punched her in the head letting go. She backed up and few steps and Travis didn't give her enough time to recover. He grabbed her arm and threw her into the ropes. Demmie leaped off her feet and caught Travis in the nose with her elbow.
They both dropped and Demmie recovered first scrambling to her feet. Travis stood up checking to see if he was bleeding. He turned and Demmie had climbed the ring post and stood up. His eyes widened as she left the ring post flying in the air towards him. She stuck out her legs going for a drop kick. Travis reacted faster and moved pushing her legs away. She hit the canvas with a thud and rolled out under the rope. She hit the mat and got up slowly. Travis bounced off the ropes on the opposite sides and slid out underneath the rope and both his feet connected with her side and pushed her into the retaining wall.
He grabbed her by the back of her hair and threw her into the ring. He climbed up the apron and was ready to climb back up and in until Demmie came up and threw her arm up between his legs. He let out a yell of pain and held onto himself falling over the ropes and into the ring. Demmie climbed back up the ring post and gave the devil horns. She performed a moonsault off the ring post and landed onto Travis.
She went to pin.
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Travis but he retaliated by poking her in the eyes. She walked around holding her eyes as Travis got back up to his feet. As soon as she had recovered she turned to face him and was instantly clothes lined right off her feet. She landed hard and Travis didn't wait for her to recover. He leaped off his feet and performed a moonsault onto her and stood back up. He grabbed her by her hair and forced her to stand back up. He gave her a hard right dropping her again. He grabbed her hair again and gave her another hard right. He punched her repeatedly on the ground and the ref started counting. Travis got up and grabbed her by her hair again pulling her up. As she got up she kicked him right between his legs.
Travis grabbed himself and Demmie spin kicked him in the temple dropping him instantly. She ran to the ropes and jumped onto the top rope them flew off performing her la mata.
Demmie pins Bishop.
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Winner: Demmie Mae
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Match Two: K. Orton vs The War Bringer
HIT!
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SWITCH!
Steve Cruise: Ladies & Gentlemen this next contest is scheduled for one fall... introducing first accompanied by his wife AJ Orton, from Newark, NJ weighing in at 245 pounds... This is "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton!!!
"Scream" by Thousand Foot Krutch blasts across the PA System as Kurt Orton walks out after the opening beat, AJ is by his side just shaking her head at the fans, Kurt keeps on walking down the ramp until he reaches the stairs.. he screams out "Screw the Peep Zone!" and enters the ring with a scowl on his face.
He does the classic pose letting the fans shower him with hate and after that, Orton sits in the corner as AJ claps while he waits on his opponent in absolute focus.
The War Ringer’s video package comes to life via the titantron and War Ringer comes out from the back and makes his way down the ramp and stops at the ring. He heaves himself up and rolls under the bottom rope. War Ringer then makes his way towards his respective turnbuckle and awaits for the match to get underway. The Referee then signals for the bell to be rung.
Ding…Ding…Ding…
Kurt Orton and The War Bringer walk towards the center of the ring and hook up. Kurt backs off and goes for right hand swing and misses War Bringer. He turns around to receive some chops from War Bringer. War Bringer continues to deliver chops to Kurt as Kurt fires back with some of his own chops of his own to War Bringer. Kurt then connects War Bringer with an Irish whip towards the ropes. As War Bringer comes running back towards Kurt he tries to maneuver his way out of Kurt but is greeted by a big kick to the chest. Kurt then brings War Bringer down with an arm drag takedown holding the arm to apply an arm bar. War Bringer twists himself around to try to get back to his feet but Kurt jumps up pulling War Bringer’s arm back. He then whips War Bringer across the ring. On the rebound, Kurt tries to for another big boot to the chest but War Bringer out maneuvers Kurt and side steps out of the way and then arm drags Kurt down holding him down in an arm bar of his own. Kurt gets back to his feet and twists the arm of War Bringer pulling him towards himself and leaping to land a jumping arm breaker on War Bringer. Kurt then holds the arm re applying his own arm bar and holding War Bringer on the mat not allowing him to twist his body around to get up. War Bringer reaches out for the ropes to break the arm bar, but Kurt breaks clean and allows War Bringer to get up. Hooking up again, Kurt goes behind War Bringer with a waist lock. War Bringer elbows Kurt countering it and turning around putting Kurt down with a lariat.
War Bringer picks Kurt up and hits an atomic drop. He then whips him into the corner. War Bringer runs at the corner landing a dropkick in the corner to Kurt. He picks him up and sits him on the turnbuckle. War Bringer then climbs the ropes and looks for a hurricanerana. He attempts it but Kurt holds the ropes while sitting and War Bringer falls to the mat. As War Bringer gets up, Kurt is already climbing the turnbuckle himself reaching the second rung and turn around with a double axe handle, but War Bringer counters through connecting with a big boot to Kurt’s face while he’s in the air. As War Bringer’s boot connects with Kurts face and comes crashing down the mat War Bringer reaches for the ropes and heaves him self up as the referee War Bringerts the three count.
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The ref holds War Bringer back for a moment while Kurt slowly gets back up. The camera pans back to The War Bringer now as he continues to work on Kurt and grabs him and puts him back down to the canvas with a Russian Leg Sweep and he covers Kurt quickly for his own attempt at a three count.
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Kurt rolls to his feet but War Bringer pushes him back down then grabs him by the legs dragging him to the middle of the ring. He attempts to turn him over into a Boston crab but losing one of the legs, Kurt uses it to kick War Bringer from behind into the corner turnbuckle face first. Kurt gets up and pulls War Bringer out again swinging him around and tossing him through the turnbuckle into the ring post shoulder first. Kurt then pulls War Bringer out of the corner and puts him into position and connects with a Killswich. The War Bringer hits the canvas with a thud and Kurt Orton then goes for the cover.
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Winner: Kurt Orton
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Match Three: Jordan Turner vs Troy Motor
TV Title Number One Contenders!
MATCH CANCELED VIA BOTH NO SHOWED. YOU DONT WANNA TAKE THE TIME TO RP, I WILL NOT TAKE THE TIME TO WRITE OUT A FULL OUT MATCH! NO SHOWS ARE LAME GUYS!
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Match Four: Professor of Thuganomics vs Blade "The Future" LaVigne
"Unorthodox" by Wretch 32 feat. Example blasts around the arena and the crowd go insane. The "Professor of Thuganomics" Bob Cena bursts out from behind the curtain; wearing a black Operation Fuck Up shirt with "PoT" on the back, camo shorts and his steel chain around his neck. He is followed closely by his good friend and co-founder of Operation Fuck Up, Crack. Crack is wearing a black Operation Fuck Up shirt with red shorts. Cena walks up to a camera man and shouts down the lens, "You make the rules! And we will break 'em!". Cena and Crack both walk down the ramp conversing and slapping hands with the screaming fans in attendance. They reach the ring and PoT takes the chain from around his neck, folds it up and hands it to Crack; before sliding under the bottom rope. He walks around the ring doing his double horn taunt before taking his shirt off and throwing it into the crowd. Cena walks to the corner of a ring and sits down, leaning against the bottom rope.
Phil: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is shaping up to be a doosie...
Don: That's right, Latio, it's The Professor of Thuganomics taking on The Future Blade LaVigne! Oh, and by the way... The Future? HA! The Future my ass... Joey the Bastard beat him last week after all that big talk from the so called cure of Thy WWE...
Phil: Blade LaVigne has nothing to be ashamed of after his performance last week. He took the Intercontinental Champion to the limit just as Bob Cena did a few weeks back as well...
Don: But, that's thing thing, Latio... Their common bond... Both of these guys put on one hell of a show when they faced The Bastard yet they both came up short... Losers! But, think about it... The Bastard could put out a five star match with a chimp. These two need their opponent to carry them...
Phil: Oh, give me a break! You can't be serious...
Don: Oh, I can, Latio... And I am serious... The only reason that these two have had good matches in recent weeks is because of who their opponent were... Let's see how good a match they can put on with each other! Don't get your hopes up, Latio...
{"Bleed for me" plays. Blade hesitates for a moment before walking into view. He cocks a smirk and walks onto the stage. With his hands on his hips, Blade scans the arena, taking it all in. Blade makes his way down the ramp, high fiving the fans on his down. Blade makes it to the ring and slides in. Blade walks to the top right turnbuckle and hops onto it. He throws his arms in the air and cocks a grin. His theme song fades as he drops down and waits for the match to begin.}
Phil: Both men look to be pumped up and ready to go...
Don: I'm ready to take a nap to tell you the truth...
Phil: Then do it, Don! Please! Do us all a favour and just take a nap!
Don: And bore the viewers in to a coma with your bland commentary? Yeah, I think not, Latio... Call the match!
{The ref checks both guys for foreign objects and they both come up clean. Then the ref warns Crack at ringside not to try anything funny. Crack holds his hands up like he's being chastised by a police officer. The ref turns his attention back to the guys in the ring then calls for the bell...
DING DING DING
Cena and Blade start to circle each other in the center of the ring. Blade reaches out and swipes at Cena, and Cena dodges back with a smirk on his face. Blade tries it again, but faster this time, and Cena dodges again. Blade's momentum causes him to fall flt on his chest and Cena hops on his back, and starts to slap him in the back of the head. A lot of the crowd boo as Cena laughs like a hyena and so does Crack. Cena gets off, and Blade gets to his feet looking furious and embarrassed. Cena sees this and bails out of the ring with Blade in hot pursuit. The crowd cheers as Blade sprints after Cena around the ring. Cena slides in to the ring and grabs the ref, yelling at him to get Blade under control. Blade slides in the ring now and is staring Cena down. Cena positions the ref so that his back is turned as Crack gets up on the apron behind Blade. Crack grabs Blade and spins him around only to be knocked down a huge right hand from Blade. The crowd cheers as Blade looks down at the fallen Crack at ringside. Cena stops with the ref as Blade turns around and connects with a thumb to the eye. The crowd didn't like that and they voice their opinion. Blade is blinded and Cena slams his face in to the turnbuckle. Blade grabs his jaw in agony but Cena won't let up. He drives a forearm smash in to the lower back of Blade. He does it again, then he spins Blade around in the corner and connects with a great looking European upper cut off the chin. A few strong strikes to the body followed by an even better European uppercut. Cena then snap mares Blade over in a sitting position then bounces off the ropes. Cena lunges forward and drives both knees square in to Blade's face to an "OHH" from the crowd. Cena goes for an early cover...
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Phil: Cena getting a lot of offense in here in the early going. But if it weren't for Crack's distraction, we might have been singing a different tune...
Don: It was brilliant, Latio! I'm starting to really get behind this guy's new attitude that he's been showing in recent weeks, but he still as miles and miles to go before he can even dream of attempting to take the Tag Team Title away from the Knights of the Round Table. That, and a new tag team partner, HAHA!
{Cena grabs Blade as soon as he kicks out and gets him in a reverse chin lock. The crowd boos a little, but Cena just laughs. Crack is back up on the outside now, rubbing his jaw, and cheering on his buddy, Bob Cena. Blade struggles to break free, and Cena transitions in to a sitting full nelson. Then he turns over, forcing Blade's face in to the mat, and rubbing it around. Crack laughs, and Cena looks back at him nodding, as if to say "You like that one?"}
Phil: Oh, that's disrespectful...
Don: Yeah, but what do you expect after Blade called Cena a paper champion? I mean, he's right, and all, but still...
{Blade flails about, trying to get out. He turns over, getting on top of Cena while still locked in the hold. But, Blade being on top of Cena causes Cena's shoulders down on the mat. The ref quickly in to count...
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Cena bridges up on his head. Blade bridges as well as pulls Cena up with his with an amazing display of strength. As Blade pulls Cena up he twists out of the hold and the crowd begins to cheer as Blade kicks Cena in the gut and bounces off the ropes. Cena stands up staright just in time to get knocked down with a discus clothesline. Cena is down as Crack yells at him to get up. Blade tells Crack to shut up, then grabs Cena by the head, bring him up to his feet. Blade then locks in a bear hug. Cena yelps out at the initial locking in, and Crack pleas with his friend to do something. Blade keeps up with the tightening until Cena starts to connect with head butts. Blade will have none of that and lifts Cena up, dropping his back across the knee with a good looking back breaker. Cena grabs at his back in pain, and Blade drops an elbow across the back of Cena. Blade then sits on Cena's back, locking him in a camel clutch.}
Phil: Blade LaVigne is going after Cena's back. He won't let up on it!
Don: And, you know what, Latio? It's a smart move by Blade... Take out the man's core and he won't be able to use those appendages. I'm surprsied!
{Blade wrenches back on Cena's head, causing Cena to scream out in pain. Crack stands in front of Cena, yelling words of encouragement. It seems to work as Cena is able to get his knees planted, and he starts to stand up with Blade on his back...}
Don: You wanna talk about feats of strength, Latio, take a look at this!
{Cena has Blade on his back now. Cena grabs Blade's legs and somehow lifts Blade up on to his shoulers. Cena's face is beet red as he heaves Blade up, and drops him with an FU!}
Phil: What a move by Bob Cena! An FU out of nowhere!
Don: Yeah, but he needs to cover him!
{Cena's back is bothering him as he crawls on the mat, slowly covering Blade. The ref counts...
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The crowd goes wild as Crack loses it on the outside. Both men are down in the ring...}
Phil: Bob Cena almost had the win right there, but the damage to his back caused him to take a couple extra seconds to cover... Blade showed some real resiliency right there!
Don: I have to admit... This is better than I expected.
{The ref starts the ten count. Both men are still down...
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Both men are on their knees, the ref counts that as both guys being up as they start to take turns slugging each other in the face. Cena hits Blade... BOO... Blade hits Cena... YAY... BOO... YAY... BOO. YAY. BOOYAYBOOYAYBOOYAY... Both men up with second winds. Cena looks to be getting the upper hand, until Blade stomps him on the toes. Cena hops on one foot as Blade bounces off the ropes and connects with a devastating clohtesline from hell that almost sends Cena out of his shoes. Blade with cover...
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Crack has seen enough. He gets up on the apron and gets in the ref's face. Cena is back up, neither men know what is going on behind them. Blade grabs Cena and delivers a capture suplex that sends Cena right in to the referee, knocking the ref down. Blade signals for it to be over then grabs Cena and lifts him up high, then drops him with a beautiful jackhammer with a pin. The crowd counts for the fallen ref.
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Crack in the ring hits Blade across the back with a steel chair, but it wasn't very hard. Blade shoots daggers at Crack and Crack looks scared. He has the steel chain, threatening to use it. Cena starts to move behind Blade. Blade grabs Crack by the throat and Crack tosses the chain toward Cena. Blade socks Crack in the mouth and throws him out of the ring. Blade turns around and Cena cracks him in the skull with his chain wrapped fist. Blade is out and the ref is moving now. Cena slides the chain out of the ring and goes for the cover...
The ref crawls over...
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Phil: Oh my! How did he kick out of that cheap shot by Bob Cena?
Don: Come on, ref! That count was slow!
Phil: He was hurt, Don!
Don: That's no excuse!
POT picks up Blade and kicks him in the mid-section and goes to finish him with a F-U but Blade in the last second slides off and connects with a DDT. POT rolls up and walks right into a kick to the mid-section.
Phil: What is this...
Blade picks up POT and slams him down with a sit-down power-bomb! Blade covers Cena.
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Winner: Blade "The Future" LaVigne
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Main Event: Beno vs Leftfoot
Thy WWE World Championship!...wait what?!
When the show comes back from its commercial break, we can see Beno already in the ring just staring up at the ominous triple cage structure. We can see something that looks like actual apprehension on the face of the World Champion as he looks on towards the entrance way. The lights in the arena then get a purple hue, and we hear the familiar 70’s porn music start up and that can only mean the impending arrival of Thy WWE’s soul king Sir Luscious Leftfoot. Recently we saw a bit of a change of heart in Luscious as he put the jokes aside, and just vowed to kick Beno’s ass and win the World Title. It only takes a second for Leftfoot to walk out first with his usual band of characters in toe. From Mr. Swag-A-Licious to Rashanda the Sea Donkey to Mentally Ill to Barack O’Drama and the Asian Tooth Fairy, we see the whole circus show trying to accompany him. But Leftfoot stops and orders them all to “git they asses” backstage. At first they look perplexed, but then comply and slowly all go to the back. In the ring Beno has already handed the Thy WWE World Title to the referee and is waving Leftfoot to get his ass in the ring. Leftfoot completes his walk down and slides inside, Beno tries to pounce, but Leftfooot displays some surprising agility and scoots around Beno and immediately gets to his feet.
Leftfoot then starts to sting Beno with some left and right hands as the referee orders the bell to be rung and the match be officially underway. In a déjà vu moment from the tag match, we see Luscious get a head of steam and step back to fire off a bionic elbow after defiantly grabbing his genitals, but then Beno is the wiser as he levels Luscious with a rough looking lariat. Beno then drops down and wraps his legs around Leftfoot’s chest and starts to cinch in a lock, trying to suffocate the man. Luscious manages to roll to his side and reach the ropes. Both men get to their feet, and immediately move to engage and lock up. At the last moment, Luscious moves out of the way, and brings Beno's leg up into the air, sweeping him. As Beno begins to rise, Luscious moves quickly, and immediately locks in an armbar with Beno on one knee. Beno gets to his feet, but is quickly put back down as Luscious hooks the head and leg, and hits a russian leg sweep. Luscious gets up and turns around, leaping into the air with a standing shooting star press, but his ribs are introduced to Beno's raised knees, causing Luscious to clutch at them in pain, rolling around on the mat. Beno gets up and stomps at the back of Luscious's head, and then picks him up by the hair. He fires off with a huge European uppercut, connecting solidly and causing Luscious to drop straight to the mat on his back.
”Who’s afraid now Christian!”
Beno stomps Luscious again, this time in the head, causing Luscious to cover up. Deciding to slow the pace down even further, we can see Beno give a quick nod and pick up Luscious, grabbing him by the hair and laying into him with a forearm shot. Luscious staggers backwards into the corner, with Beno in pursuit, stomping him in the midsection repeatedly until he is in a seated position. Beno backs off for a moment, taunting Luscious, who groggily gets up, exiting the corner. Beno grabs him and Irish whips him to the ropes, bending down for a back body drop, but Luscious kicks the bending Beno right in the chest. As Beno recovers and straights up, he is nailed by a dropkick by Luscious, sending him down to the mat. Luscious brings Beno to his feet, and irish whips him to the corner. Luscious charges in, and Beno lifts Luscious up into the air and over the ropes, but Luscious uses the ropes to land himself on the ring apron. Beno turns around and Luscious launches a shoulder between the ropes, but Beno nails him with a knee right into his thrusting head, sending him tumbling to the floor. Beno exits the ring, and picks up Luscious, irish whipping him, but Luscious reverses and sends Beno head first into the steel post.
LL grabs Beno, picks him up, and rolls him into the ring. LL rolls into the ring, and again brings Beno to his feet. He grabs him around the neck and brings him down with a headlock takedown, holding in the headlock, wrenching it. The referee checks on Beno as he looks like he is starting to fade, but he works his way to his feet, and lifts LL into the air, then drops him with a back suplex. Beno brings LL to his feet and whips him to the ropes, and as LL comes off the rebound, Beno hits him hard with a back elbow to the chest. Beno then grabs LL's left foot, and lifts the leg into the air, kicking at the back of his knee three times rapidly, then drops an elbow across the knee. He gets to his feet, still holding the leg, and locks in a kneebar and anklelock submission, causing LL to scream out in pain. LL manages to scoot his way to the ropes, finally grabbing them, and Beno releases the hold. Beno brings LL to his feet once again, but LL suddenly turns, and snapmares Beno to the mat. He grabs the arms and pulls them back while pushing his knee into Beno's spine in a surfboard stretch. Beno grits his teeth in pain, but LL releases it, and Beno quickly gets to his feet. LL had rushed to the ropes while Beno was rising, and leaps, and jumps off the ropes, hitting Beno with a springboard flashkick, dropping Beno to the mat. Beno gets to his feet again, but LL had already run to the ropes, bouncing off them and leaping into the air, taking Beno down with a hurricanrana.
”I’m tired of bein da joke around here nigga! Its time to make a name for myself, ya dig”
Beno gets to his feet, and LL whips him to the ropes. LL follows him, clotheslining him right over the top rope. LL climbs out onto the apron and turns around, back facing Beno. He waits until Beno rises, keeping an eye behind him, and leaps up onto the ropes, springboarding off and flying into the air towards Beno with a diving moonsault, nailing him. LL moves over to one of the announcer's tables, and removes the covering. He brings Beno to his feet, but gets a headbutt to the face for his efforts. Undaunted, he comes back but gets nailed right in the head with a television monitor from the announcer's table. Beno rips the other monitor off the table, picks up LL, and rolls him onto the table. He then moves toward the ring, and climbs up onto the ring apron, and then to the very top rope. Beno suddenly gives a thumbs down gesture, and stands up straight, and the crowd erupts, going absolutely crazy, knowing what is coming next. The referee is admonishing Beno at this point, half scolding half begging him not to do this. Beno leaps into the air, and time itself seems to go into slow motion, thousands of cameras clicking, their lights flashing as he sails through the air. LL tries to roll off the table, but only manages to get halfway, on his stomach, as Beno crashes headfirst into LL's lower back, and they both crash through the table.
”I’m the damn champion for a reason, one way or another Christian, you will see that”
Both men are down for a long minute, but they begin to stir as the referee is about to call paramedics. Both men slowly get to their feet on wobbily knees. Beno fires off a punch, and LL staggers backwards. He fires off a punch, causing Beno to stagger backwards. LL fires again, but Beno sidesteps and grabs the arm, taking him down to the ground, locking in a reverse armbar. Beno eventually releases the hold, and moves over to the time keeper's table, forcing the mat in a chair out of the way. He grabs the chair and folds it up, but LL kicks to his feet as Beno swings, superkicking the chair into his face. LL then picks up the chair and cracks it across Beno's back. LL tosses the chair into the ring, and brings Beno over there aswell, rolling him inside. LL leaps onto the apron, and climbs the ropes. He steadies himself for a moment, and hits an elbow drop from the top rope across Beno's chest. He grabs Beno by the hair and lifts him up, then kicks at the back of Beno's knees, causing him to kneel, and locks in a dragon sleeper hold, or tries to atleast. Beno's mind instinctively goes back to his training roots and snapmares LL forward before he can get it locked in. Beno spins to the side, picking up the chair as LL rises, and cracks him over the head with it.
”Ima keep comin at you nigga!”
Beno shakes his head, getting his mind focused, as the referee warns him to clean it up or he will throw this match out. Beno grabs LL's leg and drags him to the corner. Beno rolls outside the ring, and pulls LL forward. He takes his leg and smacks it across the ring post, as LL screams out in pain, clutching at his leg. Beno takes the chair and smacks it against LL's knee repeatedly. He throws the chair down after his is done, screaming out, his adrenaline rushing. Beno rolls back into the ring, and drags LL to the center, and goes to lock in a figure four, but as he turns around to complete it, LL pushes off Beno's backside with his good leg, causing him to take a few steps forward. As Beno turns around, he gets nailed with a spear by LL. LL gets up, grabs Beno's leg, and turns him around, locking in a single leg Boston crab, and leaning backwards. Beno grabs at his hair as he feels the agony from the hold. LL pulls him to the center of the ring as Beno nears the ropes. Eventually Beno is able to raise himself up, and uses his arms to drag himself over to the ropes which he grabs. LL releases the hold, and waits for Beno to rise. He gives him a quick kick to the stomach, turns his body, and hits a running bulldog on Beno. Beno gets to his feet, and gets caught with a spinning roundhouse kick, and begins to fall to the mat. LL grabs Beno's head and gives him a face buster as he is falling. The crowd begins to cheer for LL who starts to really feel the moment coming close.
”It’s gonna take more than this Luscious”
LL bounces off the ropes, and runs toward a rising Beno, but soon regrets his decision as he gets nailed by a big boot. LL gets to his feet, and Beno kicks at his injured knee, but before he can fall, Beno grabs him around the waist and hits a belly to belly suplex. LL gets to his feet once again, and both men are thinking the same move, as they move go for a dropkick. Beno gets to his feet faster, and as LL is rising, he gets nailed with a swinging neckbreaker. Still, LL gets to his feet, and fires off a superkick, just as Beno is firing off another big boot, and they both nail eachother, and both men crash to the mat. Beno proves the quicker, and before LL can rise, he locks in a double underhook submission, with LL's face pointed downwards. LL slowly gets to his feet, but Beno flips him up for a powerbomb to halt anything LL had planned, but LL reverses it into a hurricanrana. Beno rushes to his feet, but LL bounces off the ropes and nails him with a flying forearm. In an HBK-esque moment, he kips up to his feet, but then stumbles, his knee buckling from the pain, and Beno quickly takes advantage of the moment, diving from behind and clipping him behind the knee with his shoulder. Beno grabs his legs, and crosses them, and turns around, and locks in a Texas Cloverleaf submission hold and cinches it in tightly and starts to howl in defiance.
”I won’t give up muh fucka”
Beno cinches the hold in tightly but LL is able to get himself to the ropes and the referee orders Beno to let go of the hold. Beno stands up and looks down with a shocked expression on his face. This is the hardest that we have ever seen LL fight and Beno actually looks to be getting pushed to his absolute limits here. Beno pulls LL up to his feet, and wobbly leg and all we see LL sting the chest of Beno with a knife edge chop. LL stings Beno’s chest once more with another chop, and then another, and then another again before hitting Beno with a pair of forearm shots. The champion is again starting to wobble and we see LL come out of nowhere and bonk Beno over the head with a Bionic Elbow. The champ is down and if Leftfoot ever had a chance, it’s now. He slaps his strong leg twice and hobbles over to the nearby corner and calls for The Big Leftfoot. The fans are on their feet showing surprising appreciation and excitement for the potentially earth shattering upset they are about to see unfold as LL charges, but his momentum is instantly slowed by the pain in his leg. Another step causes Leftfoot’s leg to just flat out give way and he drops down to a knee in pain.
”You’ve fought well brother, but it’s time to end this”
Beno then channels some heart and adrenaline of his own as he stands up and lunges towards LL. Beno then kicks LL as hard as he can in the chest and puts him under and into position. Wasting no time we see Beno lift LL up and slam him down hard and emphatically into the mat with a Beno Bomb. LL lands at a stiff heartbreaking angle, and Beno drops down and hooks the still in the air legs. The referee slides into position and makes the count—1…2….3
Winner: Beno in 18:32 via Beno Bomb.
”I’m a failure”
Beno is handed his title by the referee and he raises it in the air with another defiant howl. But then in an out of character move, we see Beno pull LL up and help him to his feet. Beno raises one of LL’s arms and nods to him in approval. LL then nods back at Beno and exits the ring. Beno then jumps onto the turnbuckle, looks at up the triple cage structure, and then clearly mouths the words “Knight, you’re next”.
The show then ends…
SHOW ENDS
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3 Reviews Before New Card
Live From: Scottrade Center, St. Louis, Missouri
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Opening the show we can see a large tarp covering something massive above the ring.
What could it be?
Inside of the ring we can see General Manager Knight wearing a headset microphone.
General Manager Knight: This has certainly gotten interesting Beno, I will give you that.
Just when I think I have got you all figured out, you go and change the play on me.
Kudos to you for that champ…
Your words that you spoke two weeks ago, while passionate, they were slightly incorrect. Let me enlighten you as to why. You see Beno, the whole foundation of my issue with you from the get go wasn’t the fact that you don’t measure up to the perennial definition of what a great champion is. It’s the attributes that a great champion possesses which you lack is why I have taken such offense against you.
Think about this…
I can’t compare you to men like Alex Kendall, Undertaker, even Starr or Walker on a simple win/loss scale. They’re not here for you to compete against, which is correct, so you can’t be slighted for the fact that you haven’t beaten them. But it goes deeper than that my friend, you see Beno you don’t have the character traits of what a real champion should have.
You don’t know what it’s like to be truly tested…
You don’t know what it’s like to be pushed to your absolute limits, wanting to quit, but having to dig down deep to find that last ounce of will to keep going…
You don’t know what it’s like to struggle Beno…
But you’re going to be tested champ; you’re going to be tested indeed.
You see Beno, I’ve read your narcissistic tirades about how you’re some kind of crusader, who fought hard against Starr’s tyrannical reign of terror, how you made a name for yourself, how you’re some self-proclaimed superstar.
I say you’re full of crap.
I say that you’ve spent a whole career feeling like you’re entitled, but not actually wanting to have to work for it. When push has come to shove Beno, you’ve been perfectly content just throwing your arms up in defeat and walking away.
But you’re going to finally be tested Beno.
You say you want to be taken seriously Beno, you say you want to be viewed in the same regard as the great champions who came before you. Then this is your chance to do it, you and me at Oppression Beno….IN THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We can see General Manager Knight take a step back, do a wave of his arms and the tarp above the ring is removed to reveal a massive cage structure. Ladders appear built in, connecting all three levels while weapons appear to be latched all over the second level structure of the cage.
General Manager Knight: The Triple Cage!
Do you feel it champ? Do you feel that lump forming in your throat?
Are you scared Beno?
You want to be respected, you want to be viewed as one of the immortals, as one of the greats…
Well I hold the key Beno…
Come and take it from me and stake your place. Prove once and for all that you belong in the spot you have now.
It’s time to put up or shut up Beno, once and for all….
A close up of General Manager Knight shows him just starting to grin a little bit as the show goes to a commercial break.
COMMERCIAL
RAW comes back from commerical. and the fans go wild. Seconds later Bret’s music hits the arena and the fans go wild for their hero. He is wearing his cut off blue jeans and his leather jacket. Julie is not with him as he makes his way to the ring with a mic in hand. Fans reach out for a high five and Bret high fives as many as he can. He reaches the ring and he climbs up the stairs and he climbs under the top rope. He plays to the fans as his music dies down but the fans continue to cheer his name. They quieten down as he runs his hand through his greasy hair. He raises the mic to his lips.*
Bret Hart – “Well it seems that this week I have been left off the card. Tonight I could have taken the night off and spent the night at home with my wife with my feet up and drinking a beer. But no I decided to come down here tonight to address the THY WWE Universe. These past couple weeks I haven’t exactly been on much of any kind of winning streak, in fact it’s been quite the opposite.”
*Bret starts to circle the ring as he continues his speech.*
Bret Hart – “Well to be honest with you it seems that everyone here in THY thinks they can take out Bret Hart. So far that seems to be true. Since Anarchy when I somewhat lost to Bob Cena my winning ways seem to have befallen me. So tonight I’m laying it all on the line. I know that Bob Cena and his little boy toy Kurt Orton are fighting his way to the Tag Titles at Oppression but I’m here to lay out my final cards. At Anarchy I technically never tapped out to the Chin Lock Choke that Bob locked in on me.”
*Bret stops in the middle of the ring and he points up to the titontron. On it is the scene from the match at Anarchy where Bret is being locked into the Chin Lock Choke as the Ref calls for the bell.*
Bret Hart – “As you all can see the evidence is there in all its glory. I never tapped so why was the god dam bell rung. This is good dam disgraceful. Now I can take that little son of a bitch Blade beating me with my own move a few weeks ago but what I can’t stand is losing to someone who never actually beat me. So here it is Bob! Tonight I’m asking for one more match. Me and you one on one. LAST MAN STANDING! Anytime anywhere!”
*The fans go wild at Bret’s proposal. He exits the ring as the fans continue to scream his name. He walks up the ramp and as he is about to exit the arena he stops and turns back to the fans.*
Bret Hart – “Oh and just to make it interesting Bob. If you beat me… I’ll quit once and for all!”
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Match One: Demmie Mae (c) vs Travis Bishop
Non Title
Demmie and Travis stand in opposite corners. The ref watched them both then signaled for the bell.
DING DING DING
They both circled around the ring closing in and they grabbed each others shoulders fighting for control. Travis came out on top and got Demmie in a headlock. She tugged the tried to get out but Travis had a good hold of her head. He raised his fist and punched her in the head letting go. She backed up and few steps and Travis didn't give her enough time to recover. He grabbed her arm and threw her into the ropes. Demmie leaped off her feet and caught Travis in the nose with her elbow.
They both dropped and Demmie recovered first scrambling to her feet. Travis stood up checking to see if he was bleeding. He turned and Demmie had climbed the ring post and stood up. His eyes widened as she left the ring post flying in the air towards him. She stuck out her legs going for a drop kick. Travis reacted faster and moved pushing her legs away. She hit the canvas with a thud and rolled out under the rope. She hit the mat and got up slowly. Travis bounced off the ropes on the opposite sides and slid out underneath the rope and both his feet connected with her side and pushed her into the retaining wall.
He grabbed her by the back of her hair and threw her into the ring. He climbed up the apron and was ready to climb back up and in until Demmie came up and threw her arm up between his legs. He let out a yell of pain and held onto himself falling over the ropes and into the ring. Demmie climbed back up the ring post and gave the devil horns. She performed a moonsault off the ring post and landed onto Travis.
She went to pin.
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Travis but he retaliated by poking her in the eyes. She walked around holding her eyes as Travis got back up to his feet. As soon as she had recovered she turned to face him and was instantly clothes lined right off her feet. She landed hard and Travis didn't wait for her to recover. He leaped off his feet and performed a moonsault onto her and stood back up. He grabbed her by her hair and forced her to stand back up. He gave her a hard right dropping her again. He grabbed her hair again and gave her another hard right. He punched her repeatedly on the ground and the ref started counting. Travis got up and grabbed her by her hair again pulling her up. As she got up she kicked him right between his legs.
Travis grabbed himself and Demmie spin kicked him in the temple dropping him instantly. She ran to the ropes and jumped onto the top rope them flew off performing her la mata.
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Winner: Demmie Mae
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Match Two: K. Orton vs The War Bringer
HIT!
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SWITCH!
Steve Cruise: Ladies & Gentlemen this next contest is scheduled for one fall... introducing first accompanied by his wife AJ Orton, from Newark, NJ weighing in at 245 pounds... This is "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton!!!
"Scream" by Thousand Foot Krutch blasts across the PA System as Kurt Orton walks out after the opening beat, AJ is by his side just shaking her head at the fans, Kurt keeps on walking down the ramp until he reaches the stairs.. he screams out "Screw the Peep Zone!" and enters the ring with a scowl on his face.
He does the classic pose letting the fans shower him with hate and after that, Orton sits in the corner as AJ claps while he waits on his opponent in absolute focus.
The War Ringer’s video package comes to life via the titantron and War Ringer comes out from the back and makes his way down the ramp and stops at the ring. He heaves himself up and rolls under the bottom rope. War Ringer then makes his way towards his respective turnbuckle and awaits for the match to get underway. The Referee then signals for the bell to be rung.
Ding…Ding…Ding…
Kurt Orton and The War Bringer walk towards the center of the ring and hook up. Kurt backs off and goes for right hand swing and misses War Bringer. He turns around to receive some chops from War Bringer. War Bringer continues to deliver chops to Kurt as Kurt fires back with some of his own chops of his own to War Bringer. Kurt then connects War Bringer with an Irish whip towards the ropes. As War Bringer comes running back towards Kurt he tries to maneuver his way out of Kurt but is greeted by a big kick to the chest. Kurt then brings War Bringer down with an arm drag takedown holding the arm to apply an arm bar. War Bringer twists himself around to try to get back to his feet but Kurt jumps up pulling War Bringer’s arm back. He then whips War Bringer across the ring. On the rebound, Kurt tries to for another big boot to the chest but War Bringer out maneuvers Kurt and side steps out of the way and then arm drags Kurt down holding him down in an arm bar of his own. Kurt gets back to his feet and twists the arm of War Bringer pulling him towards himself and leaping to land a jumping arm breaker on War Bringer. Kurt then holds the arm re applying his own arm bar and holding War Bringer on the mat not allowing him to twist his body around to get up. War Bringer reaches out for the ropes to break the arm bar, but Kurt breaks clean and allows War Bringer to get up. Hooking up again, Kurt goes behind War Bringer with a waist lock. War Bringer elbows Kurt countering it and turning around putting Kurt down with a lariat.
War Bringer picks Kurt up and hits an atomic drop. He then whips him into the corner. War Bringer runs at the corner landing a dropkick in the corner to Kurt. He picks him up and sits him on the turnbuckle. War Bringer then climbs the ropes and looks for a hurricanerana. He attempts it but Kurt holds the ropes while sitting and War Bringer falls to the mat. As War Bringer gets up, Kurt is already climbing the turnbuckle himself reaching the second rung and turn around with a double axe handle, but War Bringer counters through connecting with a big boot to Kurt’s face while he’s in the air. As War Bringer’s boot connects with Kurts face and comes crashing down the mat War Bringer reaches for the ropes and heaves him self up as the referee War Bringerts the three count.
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Winner: Kurt Orton
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Match Three: Jordan Turner vs Troy Motor
TV Title Number One Contenders!
MATCH CANCELED VIA BOTH NO SHOWED. YOU DONT WANNA TAKE THE TIME TO RP, I WILL NOT TAKE THE TIME TO WRITE OUT A FULL OUT MATCH! NO SHOWS ARE LAME GUYS!
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Match Four: Professor of Thuganomics vs Blade "The Future" LaVigne
"Unorthodox" by Wretch 32 feat. Example blasts around the arena and the crowd go insane. The "Professor of Thuganomics" Bob Cena bursts out from behind the curtain; wearing a black Operation Fuck Up shirt with "PoT" on the back, camo shorts and his steel chain around his neck. He is followed closely by his good friend and co-founder of Operation Fuck Up, Crack. Crack is wearing a black Operation Fuck Up shirt with red shorts. Cena walks up to a camera man and shouts down the lens, "You make the rules! And we will break 'em!". Cena and Crack both walk down the ramp conversing and slapping hands with the screaming fans in attendance. They reach the ring and PoT takes the chain from around his neck, folds it up and hands it to Crack; before sliding under the bottom rope. He walks around the ring doing his double horn taunt before taking his shirt off and throwing it into the crowd. Cena walks to the corner of a ring and sits down, leaning against the bottom rope.
Phil: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is shaping up to be a doosie...
Don: That's right, Latio, it's The Professor of Thuganomics taking on The Future Blade LaVigne! Oh, and by the way... The Future? HA! The Future my ass... Joey the Bastard beat him last week after all that big talk from the so called cure of Thy WWE...
Phil: Blade LaVigne has nothing to be ashamed of after his performance last week. He took the Intercontinental Champion to the limit just as Bob Cena did a few weeks back as well...
Don: But, that's thing thing, Latio... Their common bond... Both of these guys put on one hell of a show when they faced The Bastard yet they both came up short... Losers! But, think about it... The Bastard could put out a five star match with a chimp. These two need their opponent to carry them...
Phil: Oh, give me a break! You can't be serious...
Don: Oh, I can, Latio... And I am serious... The only reason that these two have had good matches in recent weeks is because of who their opponent were... Let's see how good a match they can put on with each other! Don't get your hopes up, Latio...
{"Bleed for me" plays. Blade hesitates for a moment before walking into view. He cocks a smirk and walks onto the stage. With his hands on his hips, Blade scans the arena, taking it all in. Blade makes his way down the ramp, high fiving the fans on his down. Blade makes it to the ring and slides in. Blade walks to the top right turnbuckle and hops onto it. He throws his arms in the air and cocks a grin. His theme song fades as he drops down and waits for the match to begin.}
Phil: Both men look to be pumped up and ready to go...
Don: I'm ready to take a nap to tell you the truth...
Phil: Then do it, Don! Please! Do us all a favour and just take a nap!
Don: And bore the viewers in to a coma with your bland commentary? Yeah, I think not, Latio... Call the match!
{The ref checks both guys for foreign objects and they both come up clean. Then the ref warns Crack at ringside not to try anything funny. Crack holds his hands up like he's being chastised by a police officer. The ref turns his attention back to the guys in the ring then calls for the bell...
DING DING DING
Cena and Blade start to circle each other in the center of the ring. Blade reaches out and swipes at Cena, and Cena dodges back with a smirk on his face. Blade tries it again, but faster this time, and Cena dodges again. Blade's momentum causes him to fall flt on his chest and Cena hops on his back, and starts to slap him in the back of the head. A lot of the crowd boo as Cena laughs like a hyena and so does Crack. Cena gets off, and Blade gets to his feet looking furious and embarrassed. Cena sees this and bails out of the ring with Blade in hot pursuit. The crowd cheers as Blade sprints after Cena around the ring. Cena slides in to the ring and grabs the ref, yelling at him to get Blade under control. Blade slides in the ring now and is staring Cena down. Cena positions the ref so that his back is turned as Crack gets up on the apron behind Blade. Crack grabs Blade and spins him around only to be knocked down a huge right hand from Blade. The crowd cheers as Blade looks down at the fallen Crack at ringside. Cena stops with the ref as Blade turns around and connects with a thumb to the eye. The crowd didn't like that and they voice their opinion. Blade is blinded and Cena slams his face in to the turnbuckle. Blade grabs his jaw in agony but Cena won't let up. He drives a forearm smash in to the lower back of Blade. He does it again, then he spins Blade around in the corner and connects with a great looking European upper cut off the chin. A few strong strikes to the body followed by an even better European uppercut. Cena then snap mares Blade over in a sitting position then bounces off the ropes. Cena lunges forward and drives both knees square in to Blade's face to an "OHH" from the crowd. Cena goes for an early cover...
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Kickout.}
Phil: Cena getting a lot of offense in here in the early going. But if it weren't for Crack's distraction, we might have been singing a different tune...
Don: It was brilliant, Latio! I'm starting to really get behind this guy's new attitude that he's been showing in recent weeks, but he still as miles and miles to go before he can even dream of attempting to take the Tag Team Title away from the Knights of the Round Table. That, and a new tag team partner, HAHA!
{Cena grabs Blade as soon as he kicks out and gets him in a reverse chin lock. The crowd boos a little, but Cena just laughs. Crack is back up on the outside now, rubbing his jaw, and cheering on his buddy, Bob Cena. Blade struggles to break free, and Cena transitions in to a sitting full nelson. Then he turns over, forcing Blade's face in to the mat, and rubbing it around. Crack laughs, and Cena looks back at him nodding, as if to say "You like that one?"}
Phil: Oh, that's disrespectful...
Don: Yeah, but what do you expect after Blade called Cena a paper champion? I mean, he's right, and all, but still...
{Blade flails about, trying to get out. He turns over, getting on top of Cena while still locked in the hold. But, Blade being on top of Cena causes Cena's shoulders down on the mat. The ref quickly in to count...
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Phil: Blade LaVigne is going after Cena's back. He won't let up on it!
Don: And, you know what, Latio? It's a smart move by Blade... Take out the man's core and he won't be able to use those appendages. I'm surprsied!
{Blade wrenches back on Cena's head, causing Cena to scream out in pain. Crack stands in front of Cena, yelling words of encouragement. It seems to work as Cena is able to get his knees planted, and he starts to stand up with Blade on his back...}
Don: You wanna talk about feats of strength, Latio, take a look at this!
{Cena has Blade on his back now. Cena grabs Blade's legs and somehow lifts Blade up on to his shoulers. Cena's face is beet red as he heaves Blade up, and drops him with an FU!}
Phil: What a move by Bob Cena! An FU out of nowhere!
Don: Yeah, but he needs to cover him!
{Cena's back is bothering him as he crawls on the mat, slowly covering Blade. The ref counts...
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The crowd goes wild as Crack loses it on the outside. Both men are down in the ring...}
Phil: Bob Cena almost had the win right there, but the damage to his back caused him to take a couple extra seconds to cover... Blade showed some real resiliency right there!
Don: I have to admit... This is better than I expected.
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Crack has seen enough. He gets up on the apron and gets in the ref's face. Cena is back up, neither men know what is going on behind them. Blade grabs Cena and delivers a capture suplex that sends Cena right in to the referee, knocking the ref down. Blade signals for it to be over then grabs Cena and lifts him up high, then drops him with a beautiful jackhammer with a pin. The crowd counts for the fallen ref.
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Crack in the ring hits Blade across the back with a steel chair, but it wasn't very hard. Blade shoots daggers at Crack and Crack looks scared. He has the steel chain, threatening to use it. Cena starts to move behind Blade. Blade grabs Crack by the throat and Crack tosses the chain toward Cena. Blade socks Crack in the mouth and throws him out of the ring. Blade turns around and Cena cracks him in the skull with his chain wrapped fist. Blade is out and the ref is moving now. Cena slides the chain out of the ring and goes for the cover...
The ref crawls over...
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Phil: Oh my! How did he kick out of that cheap shot by Bob Cena?
Don: Come on, ref! That count was slow!
Phil: He was hurt, Don!
Don: That's no excuse!
POT picks up Blade and kicks him in the mid-section and goes to finish him with a F-U but Blade in the last second slides off and connects with a DDT. POT rolls up and walks right into a kick to the mid-section.
Phil: What is this...
Blade picks up POT and slams him down with a sit-down power-bomb! Blade covers Cena.
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Winner: Blade "The Future" LaVigne
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Main Event: Beno vs Leftfoot
Thy WWE World Championship!...wait what?!
When the show comes back from its commercial break, we can see Beno already in the ring just staring up at the ominous triple cage structure. We can see something that looks like actual apprehension on the face of the World Champion as he looks on towards the entrance way. The lights in the arena then get a purple hue, and we hear the familiar 70’s porn music start up and that can only mean the impending arrival of Thy WWE’s soul king Sir Luscious Leftfoot. Recently we saw a bit of a change of heart in Luscious as he put the jokes aside, and just vowed to kick Beno’s ass and win the World Title. It only takes a second for Leftfoot to walk out first with his usual band of characters in toe. From Mr. Swag-A-Licious to Rashanda the Sea Donkey to Mentally Ill to Barack O’Drama and the Asian Tooth Fairy, we see the whole circus show trying to accompany him. But Leftfoot stops and orders them all to “git they asses” backstage. At first they look perplexed, but then comply and slowly all go to the back. In the ring Beno has already handed the Thy WWE World Title to the referee and is waving Leftfoot to get his ass in the ring. Leftfoot completes his walk down and slides inside, Beno tries to pounce, but Leftfooot displays some surprising agility and scoots around Beno and immediately gets to his feet.
Leftfoot then starts to sting Beno with some left and right hands as the referee orders the bell to be rung and the match be officially underway. In a déjà vu moment from the tag match, we see Luscious get a head of steam and step back to fire off a bionic elbow after defiantly grabbing his genitals, but then Beno is the wiser as he levels Luscious with a rough looking lariat. Beno then drops down and wraps his legs around Leftfoot’s chest and starts to cinch in a lock, trying to suffocate the man. Luscious manages to roll to his side and reach the ropes. Both men get to their feet, and immediately move to engage and lock up. At the last moment, Luscious moves out of the way, and brings Beno's leg up into the air, sweeping him. As Beno begins to rise, Luscious moves quickly, and immediately locks in an armbar with Beno on one knee. Beno gets to his feet, but is quickly put back down as Luscious hooks the head and leg, and hits a russian leg sweep. Luscious gets up and turns around, leaping into the air with a standing shooting star press, but his ribs are introduced to Beno's raised knees, causing Luscious to clutch at them in pain, rolling around on the mat. Beno gets up and stomps at the back of Luscious's head, and then picks him up by the hair. He fires off with a huge European uppercut, connecting solidly and causing Luscious to drop straight to the mat on his back.
”Who’s afraid now Christian!”
Beno stomps Luscious again, this time in the head, causing Luscious to cover up. Deciding to slow the pace down even further, we can see Beno give a quick nod and pick up Luscious, grabbing him by the hair and laying into him with a forearm shot. Luscious staggers backwards into the corner, with Beno in pursuit, stomping him in the midsection repeatedly until he is in a seated position. Beno backs off for a moment, taunting Luscious, who groggily gets up, exiting the corner. Beno grabs him and Irish whips him to the ropes, bending down for a back body drop, but Luscious kicks the bending Beno right in the chest. As Beno recovers and straights up, he is nailed by a dropkick by Luscious, sending him down to the mat. Luscious brings Beno to his feet, and irish whips him to the corner. Luscious charges in, and Beno lifts Luscious up into the air and over the ropes, but Luscious uses the ropes to land himself on the ring apron. Beno turns around and Luscious launches a shoulder between the ropes, but Beno nails him with a knee right into his thrusting head, sending him tumbling to the floor. Beno exits the ring, and picks up Luscious, irish whipping him, but Luscious reverses and sends Beno head first into the steel post.
LL grabs Beno, picks him up, and rolls him into the ring. LL rolls into the ring, and again brings Beno to his feet. He grabs him around the neck and brings him down with a headlock takedown, holding in the headlock, wrenching it. The referee checks on Beno as he looks like he is starting to fade, but he works his way to his feet, and lifts LL into the air, then drops him with a back suplex. Beno brings LL to his feet and whips him to the ropes, and as LL comes off the rebound, Beno hits him hard with a back elbow to the chest. Beno then grabs LL's left foot, and lifts the leg into the air, kicking at the back of his knee three times rapidly, then drops an elbow across the knee. He gets to his feet, still holding the leg, and locks in a kneebar and anklelock submission, causing LL to scream out in pain. LL manages to scoot his way to the ropes, finally grabbing them, and Beno releases the hold. Beno brings LL to his feet once again, but LL suddenly turns, and snapmares Beno to the mat. He grabs the arms and pulls them back while pushing his knee into Beno's spine in a surfboard stretch. Beno grits his teeth in pain, but LL releases it, and Beno quickly gets to his feet. LL had rushed to the ropes while Beno was rising, and leaps, and jumps off the ropes, hitting Beno with a springboard flashkick, dropping Beno to the mat. Beno gets to his feet again, but LL had already run to the ropes, bouncing off them and leaping into the air, taking Beno down with a hurricanrana.
”I’m tired of bein da joke around here nigga! Its time to make a name for myself, ya dig”
Beno gets to his feet, and LL whips him to the ropes. LL follows him, clotheslining him right over the top rope. LL climbs out onto the apron and turns around, back facing Beno. He waits until Beno rises, keeping an eye behind him, and leaps up onto the ropes, springboarding off and flying into the air towards Beno with a diving moonsault, nailing him. LL moves over to one of the announcer's tables, and removes the covering. He brings Beno to his feet, but gets a headbutt to the face for his efforts. Undaunted, he comes back but gets nailed right in the head with a television monitor from the announcer's table. Beno rips the other monitor off the table, picks up LL, and rolls him onto the table. He then moves toward the ring, and climbs up onto the ring apron, and then to the very top rope. Beno suddenly gives a thumbs down gesture, and stands up straight, and the crowd erupts, going absolutely crazy, knowing what is coming next. The referee is admonishing Beno at this point, half scolding half begging him not to do this. Beno leaps into the air, and time itself seems to go into slow motion, thousands of cameras clicking, their lights flashing as he sails through the air. LL tries to roll off the table, but only manages to get halfway, on his stomach, as Beno crashes headfirst into LL's lower back, and they both crash through the table.
”I’m the damn champion for a reason, one way or another Christian, you will see that”
Both men are down for a long minute, but they begin to stir as the referee is about to call paramedics. Both men slowly get to their feet on wobbily knees. Beno fires off a punch, and LL staggers backwards. He fires off a punch, causing Beno to stagger backwards. LL fires again, but Beno sidesteps and grabs the arm, taking him down to the ground, locking in a reverse armbar. Beno eventually releases the hold, and moves over to the time keeper's table, forcing the mat in a chair out of the way. He grabs the chair and folds it up, but LL kicks to his feet as Beno swings, superkicking the chair into his face. LL then picks up the chair and cracks it across Beno's back. LL tosses the chair into the ring, and brings Beno over there aswell, rolling him inside. LL leaps onto the apron, and climbs the ropes. He steadies himself for a moment, and hits an elbow drop from the top rope across Beno's chest. He grabs Beno by the hair and lifts him up, then kicks at the back of Beno's knees, causing him to kneel, and locks in a dragon sleeper hold, or tries to atleast. Beno's mind instinctively goes back to his training roots and snapmares LL forward before he can get it locked in. Beno spins to the side, picking up the chair as LL rises, and cracks him over the head with it.
”Ima keep comin at you nigga!”
Beno shakes his head, getting his mind focused, as the referee warns him to clean it up or he will throw this match out. Beno grabs LL's leg and drags him to the corner. Beno rolls outside the ring, and pulls LL forward. He takes his leg and smacks it across the ring post, as LL screams out in pain, clutching at his leg. Beno takes the chair and smacks it against LL's knee repeatedly. He throws the chair down after his is done, screaming out, his adrenaline rushing. Beno rolls back into the ring, and drags LL to the center, and goes to lock in a figure four, but as he turns around to complete it, LL pushes off Beno's backside with his good leg, causing him to take a few steps forward. As Beno turns around, he gets nailed with a spear by LL. LL gets up, grabs Beno's leg, and turns him around, locking in a single leg Boston crab, and leaning backwards. Beno grabs at his hair as he feels the agony from the hold. LL pulls him to the center of the ring as Beno nears the ropes. Eventually Beno is able to raise himself up, and uses his arms to drag himself over to the ropes which he grabs. LL releases the hold, and waits for Beno to rise. He gives him a quick kick to the stomach, turns his body, and hits a running bulldog on Beno. Beno gets to his feet, and gets caught with a spinning roundhouse kick, and begins to fall to the mat. LL grabs Beno's head and gives him a face buster as he is falling. The crowd begins to cheer for LL who starts to really feel the moment coming close.
”It’s gonna take more than this Luscious”
LL bounces off the ropes, and runs toward a rising Beno, but soon regrets his decision as he gets nailed by a big boot. LL gets to his feet, and Beno kicks at his injured knee, but before he can fall, Beno grabs him around the waist and hits a belly to belly suplex. LL gets to his feet once again, and both men are thinking the same move, as they move go for a dropkick. Beno gets to his feet faster, and as LL is rising, he gets nailed with a swinging neckbreaker. Still, LL gets to his feet, and fires off a superkick, just as Beno is firing off another big boot, and they both nail eachother, and both men crash to the mat. Beno proves the quicker, and before LL can rise, he locks in a double underhook submission, with LL's face pointed downwards. LL slowly gets to his feet, but Beno flips him up for a powerbomb to halt anything LL had planned, but LL reverses it into a hurricanrana. Beno rushes to his feet, but LL bounces off the ropes and nails him with a flying forearm. In an HBK-esque moment, he kips up to his feet, but then stumbles, his knee buckling from the pain, and Beno quickly takes advantage of the moment, diving from behind and clipping him behind the knee with his shoulder. Beno grabs his legs, and crosses them, and turns around, and locks in a Texas Cloverleaf submission hold and cinches it in tightly and starts to howl in defiance.
”I won’t give up muh fucka”
Beno cinches the hold in tightly but LL is able to get himself to the ropes and the referee orders Beno to let go of the hold. Beno stands up and looks down with a shocked expression on his face. This is the hardest that we have ever seen LL fight and Beno actually looks to be getting pushed to his absolute limits here. Beno pulls LL up to his feet, and wobbly leg and all we see LL sting the chest of Beno with a knife edge chop. LL stings Beno’s chest once more with another chop, and then another, and then another again before hitting Beno with a pair of forearm shots. The champion is again starting to wobble and we see LL come out of nowhere and bonk Beno over the head with a Bionic Elbow. The champ is down and if Leftfoot ever had a chance, it’s now. He slaps his strong leg twice and hobbles over to the nearby corner and calls for The Big Leftfoot. The fans are on their feet showing surprising appreciation and excitement for the potentially earth shattering upset they are about to see unfold as LL charges, but his momentum is instantly slowed by the pain in his leg. Another step causes Leftfoot’s leg to just flat out give way and he drops down to a knee in pain.
”You’ve fought well brother, but it’s time to end this”
Beno then channels some heart and adrenaline of his own as he stands up and lunges towards LL. Beno then kicks LL as hard as he can in the chest and puts him under and into position. Wasting no time we see Beno lift LL up and slam him down hard and emphatically into the mat with a Beno Bomb. LL lands at a stiff heartbreaking angle, and Beno drops down and hooks the still in the air legs. The referee slides into position and makes the count—1…2….3
Winner: Beno in 18:32 via Beno Bomb.
”I’m a failure”
Beno is handed his title by the referee and he raises it in the air with another defiant howl. But then in an out of character move, we see Beno pull LL up and help him to his feet. Beno raises one of LL’s arms and nods to him in approval. LL then nods back at Beno and exits the ring. Beno then jumps onto the turnbuckle, looks at up the triple cage structure, and then clearly mouths the words “Knight, you’re next”.
The show then ends…
SHOW ENDS
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