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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 19:41:49 GMT -5
Phil Latio: Ladies and Gentlemen, it’s time for out main event! We’ve seen a new Diva crowned as champion and we’ve witnessed Brian Gunn and Sheamus participate in a huge battle, but this is our biggest match of the evening. Thirty men will enter and all but one will go back out. This is the Royal Rumble match and this is for a coveted spot at the biggest pay per view of the whole year!
Don Chuckles: There are so many big names in this match, it’s completely star studded, Phil! We’ve got the likes of Joey The Bastard, Justin Time and Triple H just to name a few.
Phil Latio: This match is renowned for its unpredictability and sheer entertainment value, so sit back and enjoy folks, we’re in for one hell of a ride!
The crowd cheer with anticipation as Burris Troy eases himself beneath the top rope with a microphone in hand. Troy is dressed smartly in a tailored suit with a flashy red tie. He has a slight grin on his face before he begins, appearing to be just as hyped up for the match as the fans are.
Burris Troy: Ladies and gentlemen……..it’s time for the Royal Rumble match!
The crowd cheer in response.
Burris Troy: The rules for this match are as follows; thirty men randomly drew a number from one to thirty, they will enter in numerical order according to the number which they drew. The first two participants will enter the ring before the bell. Once the first two Thy WWE wrestlers have entered the ring, others will follow in two minute increments until everyone has entered into the match. The only way to be eliminated from this contest is to be tossed over the top rope with both feet touching the floor. The match will be over once there is only one man left in the ring and he will head on to face the World Champion!
Burris Troy grins and turns to face the stage before continuing on.
Burris Troy: Introducing first…..
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 19:43:38 GMT -5
“Terror” by The Virus rings out and is greeted by a series of boos from the capacity crowd at the sold out Palace Of Auburn Hills.
Don Chuckles: It’s him! Joey The Bastard! He’s my pick, Phil. This man will win the match.
Phil Latio: That’s audacious, Don! He’s number one! He’ll almost definitely lose!
Burris Troy: From Vancouver, Canada; weighing in at two hundred and twenty seven pounds, Joey The Bastard!
JTB makes his way down the ramp with a swagger, despite his poor draw for the Royal Rumble. The Bastard rolls underneath the bottom rope and mounts the nearest turnbuckle so he can goad the jeering fans. Once he’s finished his entrance, JTB makes his way to the centre of the ring with a focused look upon his face and awaits the arrival of the next competitor.
Phil Latio: And who drew number two?
Burris Troy: And the superstar who drew number two…..
The arena lights suddenly dim and the opening sequence of “I Made It” by Kevin Rudolf begins to play, Beno receives a mixed reaction from the lively audience, but the cheers seem to outweigh the jeers as the fans are hoping Beno can overcome Joey The Bastard early on in the contest.
Phil Latio: It’s Beno! Joey has just received the unenviable task of removing three hundred pounds of chiselled muscle from the ring in the form of the dominant Beno.
Don Chuckles: He might be big and strong, but he has the coordination and mobility of a cross eyed donkey! This goofball won’t last five minutes with Joey!
Beno soaks up the crowd reaction at the top of the ramp before pointing at Joey The Bastard and running full speed towards the ring, drawing cheers from the fans.
Phil Latio: He wants to get things going right away!
Beno slides underneath the bottom rope and scrambles to his feet in time to receive a hard right to the face from Joey The Bastard.
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Phil Latio: And here we go!
As the bell sounds, Beno returns a punch to the jaw of Joey with heaps of force, which stumbles JTB backwards slightly.
Don Chuckles: Just you wait and see, Beno is playing to his strengths, but Joey will….
Beno wastes no time in exploiting his advantageous position and thrusts his boot into the gut of Joey The Bastard, stumbling him backwards against the ropes. Beno lets out a loud roar before sprinting forwards and clotheslining Joey all the way over the top!
Don Chuckles: Aaaahhh! No!
Beno spins around in celebration and the crowd cheer him, but their cheers suddenly cease to cries of agitation and warning to Beno, as they notice that Joey held on to the bottom rope!
Phil Latio: Joey has spent his life on the streets of Vancouver; he has a natural survival instinct that kicked in just there.
Beno seems confused and Joey exploits him by sneaking up and delivering a thunderous low blow to Beno!
Phil Latio: Filthy!
Don Chuckles: Brilliant!
Beno crumples to the mat in a heap with his hands between his legs. Joey doesn’t bother trying to force the big man to his feet for the elimination and instead begins to stomp away ruthlessly on Beno.
Phil Latio: He’s like a rabid dog!
Beno Is clearly in a great deal of pain and the anguish is written all over his face. Beno’s saving grace is the countdown, which appears on the titantron; hopefully a new superstar will divert the feral Joey The Bastard.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 19:46:01 GMT -5
Eminem’s “Like Toy Soldiers” begins to play and K. Orton walks through the curtain with conviction.
Phil Latio: It’s K. Orton!
Don Chuckles: Not this chump! Team Cold Blood? How about “cold” full stop, he hasn’t had anything noteworthy and Joey should oust him straight away!
Phil Latio: Don’t be so dismissive, Don. K. Orton has a lot of ability and if the wrestlers inside the ring make the same mistake that you did of underestimating him, they could be eliminated before they know it!
K.Orton takes his time on the way, being careful not to immediately fatigue himself before he’s even entered the fray.
Phil Latio: Orton is being intelligent here, he isn’t sprinting in like some of the more zealous superstars do and he’s conserving energy.
Don Chuckles: Whatever, it doesn’t matter how much energy he saves, he’s still going over the top rope!
Joey The Bastard ceases his ruthless attack of Beno and instead turns to Orton, who has just entered the ring. The Bastard immediately attempts a clothesline, but K.Orton ducks underneath the lariat and hits the ropes behind JTB. By the time Joey has turned around, Orton is already upon him and floors him with a powerful clothesline.
Phil Latio: Yikes! He nearly knocked his block off.
Orton grins and plays to the crowd, who cheer him at first, but then begin to shriek and point behind him. Orton is confused and spins around straight into the right boot of Beno, who staggers the smaller man with a boot to the abdomen. Orton is stunned by the kick, giving Beno the opportunity to go for the Benobomb. Beno lifts Orton high into the air, but he manages to wriggle free and run across the ring, but Beno has him scouted once again and hits an impactful big boot, which sends K.Orton over the top!
Don Chuckles: Yes! He’s gone, he’s….
Phil Latio: Still there! Orton’s foot is caught in the rope!
Orton’s foot is caught precariously between the bottom and middle ropes, in such a fashion that Beno only needs to kick his foot for Orton’s Royal Rumble dreams to come crashing down upon the hard floor below. Beno advances forwards and lifts a boot, but JTB comes steaming in from behind and clubs Beno to the back, sending the big man reeling, which gives Orton enough time to scramble back up to the ring using the ring covering and the apron.
Phil Latio: A close call, but Orton is still there and his dreams of superstardom are still alive.
Don Chuckles: I’ve never seen such undeserved luck in my entire life! He should be gone!
Phil Latio: It was your pick Joey The Bastard who prevented the elimination.
Don Chuckles: I’m not going to even dignify that with a response…..
Orton stays underneath the bottom rope as he composes himself and takes a breather while Beno and The Bastard brawl across the ring and in the meantime, the Royal Rumble clock has appeared.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 19:51:07 GMT -5
MVP’s familiar theme begins to play, “One Two, you hear the clock tickin’….” MVP comes sprinting out from the back with concentration and ambition in his eyes. The crowd aren’t too vocal as their eyes are still fixed on the action inside of the ring.
Phil Latio: It’s MVP!
Don Chuckles: I’m not going to even dignify that with a response…
Phil Latio: What’s that supposed to mean?
MVP charges down the ramp and slides underneath the bottom rope and is immediately greeted by K.Orton, who rams his fist into MVP’s skull before he can even establish a vertical base.
Phil Latio: That’s ruthless from K.Orton, he’s going straight in there!
MVP is trapped on the ground, being stomped on by one of the members of Team Cold Blood, who told his brother he was out to make a statement tonight.
Don Chuckles: Now you see why I didn’t even bother acknowledging MVP.
Phil Latio: You’re very choosy tonight, it’s an incredible achievement for any wrestler to make it to Thy WWE.
Don Chuckles: Oh boo hoo!
On the other side of the ring, Beno has gotten the upper hand on Joey The Bastard and has him trapped in the corner.
Phil Latio: I think this spells trouble for Joey!
Don Chuckles: Don’t worry JTB fans, he’ll get out of there.
Phil Latio: I think you’re speaking to the minority there, Don….
Beno flexes his powerful shoulder muscles before lunging forwards and hitting a clothesline with so much impact that JTB tumbles out of the ring!
Phil Latio: Is he gone!?
The fans erupt with cheers, but they aren’t because he’s been eliminated, they’re cheers of amazement. JTB somehow managed to stay in by landing with one foot on the steel steps!
Don Chuckles: That man is a survivor, incredible!
But Beno is refusing to have an elimination stolen from him and he steps underneath the top rope and stands on the steel steps and begins to trade punches with JTB on the steps in a precarious position!
Don Chuckles: Oh no! Get back in the ring, Joey!
Beno begins to overpower Joey, so The Bastard hits him with a big low blow, sending Beno crumpling to the floor below!
Don Chuckles: Yes! He’s out!
Phil Latio: No he isn’t, he stepped underneath the bottom rope!
On the other side of the ring, K. Orton has gotten the upper hand on MVP, who is really struggling to find any momentum at all.
Phil Latio: MVP is getting mauled….but wait, what’s Beno doing?
Beno has managed to fight through the pain of a low blow and he’s gotten a steel chair from ringside. The Bastard is now on the apron, about to re-enter the ring, but before he can, Beno smacks him in the back with a chair, causing him to cry out.
Phil Latio: Oooh that’s gotta hurt!
Beno climbs on to the apron to get some leverage on JTB then heaves the steel folding chair, cracking JTB right on the skull, sending him crashing to the floor below!
JOEY THE BASTARD HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Don Chuckles: No!
Phil Latio: Joey’s out, first in and first out!
Beno breathes out heavily, clearly tired but at the same time satisfied with his work. He takes a quick breather on the outside before returning to the ring, where K. Orton has MVP at his mercy.
Phil Latio: MVP looks like he’s in trouble here…..
K. Orton lets out a sinister chuckle before planting MVP down on the mat headfirst!
Phil Latio: Huge DDT!
Don Chuckles: One of his deadly finishing manoeuvres!
MVP is completely lifeless as Orton picks him up from the canvas and dumps his body over the top rope, which slumps to the floor below with a hard thud.
MVP HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Phil Latio: It was a short stay for MVP!
The countdown appears on the titantron and the crowd reiterate the number on the screen as the count descends towards zero. Meanwhile, Beno has interrupted Orton’s celebrations and is pummelling him in the corner with lefts and rights.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 19:54:59 GMT -5
Rhino’s signature theme music hits and he receives some cheers from the Michigan crowd, who acknowledge one of their own on the way to the ring. Rhino looks extremely intense as he makes his way down the ramp with a wild flame burning in his eyes. As he reaches the toe of the ramp, he can’t wait any longer and he slides underneath the bottom rope, going for the nearest man, Beno.
Phil Latio: Rhino looks pumped tonight and with the combination of the home crowd, perhaps he can go all the way.
Beno is caught off guard by Rhino and is forced to wear a bruising right hand on the cheekbone, but he quickly returns with a shot of his own. Unfortunately for Beno, the punch doesn’t seem to do much damage and Rhino bounces back with a kick to the gut, followed by an impressive scoop slam on the larger man.
Phil Latio: Wow! What power from Rhino, he picked up the larger man and planted him back down, using his weight against him!
Don Chuckles: It’s about time he got his comeuppance, he should’ve never used a steel chair on Joey.
Phil Latio: It’s all legal in a Royal Rumble match.
Don Chuckles: Well it shouldn’t be!
Rhino bellows loudly, succumbing to the adrenaline pumping inside of him and he receives a loud cheer in response from the crowd. Rhino turns around with ambition on his face, but K. Orton has recovered and is waiting for him. The two stare at each other sternly and before Rhino can react, Orton hits a hard knee to the abdomen of Rhino, forcing the man beast to double over in pain.
Phil Latio: What on earth is he doing!? I guess it really is every man for himself tonight!
Don Chuckles: That K. Orton is treacherous, treacherous but intelligent, he’s biding his time and not taking any risks. If he keeps Rhino in there, the big man might get bored of teaming with him and toss him over the top!
Orton is hammering closed fist blows to the back of the injured Rhino, who is powerless to defend himself. With each blow which connects, Orton lets out a cry of exertion, but his beat down doesn’t last for long as Beno hits a powerful forearm to the back, sending Orton reeling.
Phil Latio: No one can gain the upper hand here! They can only focus on one man at a time and it continually leads to another man being blindsided!
Beno has gotten the upper hand on the aggressive Rhino as the countdown clock appears on the titantron, garnering a cheer from the Michigan crowd.
Don Chuckles: I wonder who’s next…..Anything is better than these chumps!
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 19:58:38 GMT -5
The fans begin to jeer as they recognise Aaron’s theme music and those boos begin to rain down at an even louder volume as the man himself walks out from behind the curtain with conviction, gripping signature and extremely dangerous glass chair.
Phil Latio: Aaron has arrived!
Don Chuckles: Is that guy a maniac? You can’t take a glass chair into a match!
Aaron makes his way down the ramp and carefully places his weapon underneath the ring before rolling underneath the bottom rope, where he is immediately greeted by K. Orton, who attempts an early clothesline on Aaron, but the latter ducks underneath the lariat and delivers a clothesline of his own, sending Orton over the top rope!
Phil Latio: Perhaps Aaron is giving Orton a beating to try and get him to come to his senses and team up with the rest of Eternal.
Don Chuckles: I don’t know if he’ll get the chance to team up, this looks like the end for Orton!
But K. Orton clings on to the bottom rope, preventing himself from falling out! Aaron presses his right boot against the chest of Orton and pushes using the ropes for support, but he can’t budge the “Cold Blood” team member, who is adamant that he’s staying in the match.
Phil Latio: Pure grit and determination has kept K. Orton in this match, how long can he last?
Don Chuckles: I don’t know, but if he’s willing to remove his own flesh and blood or his own stable members, he’ll get rid of a lot of men very fast, or he’ll make a lot of enemies who won’t hesitate to eliminate him.
Meanwhile, Beno has trapped Rhino in the corner and is going to work on him with sharp knees and powerful hammer fist blows. Rhino is powerless to prevent the onslaught and simply gets his arms up for protection and rolls with the punches.
Phil Latio: Beno may have his doubters and haters, but even they will have to say he’s looked impressive thus far tonight, he’s been extremely aggressive and determined to take home a win.
Beno has a smirk on his face and salutes the crowd before standing on the second rope, giving him a lot of leverage on Rhino.
Don Chuckles: But his arrogance defines him and that cockiness is going to cause him to get sloppy….
Beno winds back and starts to unload in the corner, with the crowd counting along as each blow lands on the unprotected skull of Rhino. One….two….three….four….five….six….Rhino suddenly comes to life and before blow number seven can land he places his hands underneath Beno’s thighs and forces him upwards, all the way over the turnbuckle towards the floor below!
Phil Latio: Oh my!
Beno’s body language changes from the slick, arrogant way in which he carried himself to panic in the blink of an eye, he’s heading for the floor and somehow manages to grab the top rope and propel himself towards the apron. His two booted feet land with a thud and Beno needs to keep a strong grip of the rope to prevent himself from falling.
Phil Latio: Great composure and athleticism from the big man!
Rhino clenches his jaw with frustration at his elimination and charges for Beno with an outstretched arm, but Beno ducks and hits a shoulder block from underneath the top rope, crashing against Rhino’s ribs, causing him to stumble backwards, giving Beno the opportunity to enter the ring once again.
Don Chuckles: What a battle!
Phil Latio: Speaking of a battle, look at Orton and Aaron go!
On the other side of the ring, K. Orton has managed to fight his way back into the match and he’s exchanging right hands with Aaron, with each stiff blow harder than the last. Eventually Aaron succumbs to the pain and fatigue of the heated brawl and is forced to the ropes by Orton, who pushes with all of his might, but can’t get him over the top rope. Aaron manages to compose himself as Orton pushes and he drives the point of his elbow into Orton’s collar bone, forcing him backwards in pain and giving Aaron the chance to escape the perilous position against the ropes.
Phil Latio: Everybody is on edge tonight, eliminations could come from anywhere and that knowledge has the competitors both anxious and more attentive at the same time.
As the battle rages on, the Royal Rumble count down appears.
Don Chuckles: Looks like we’re about to see who got number eight.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:03:06 GMT -5
Beno looks up in shock as he hears the music which blares out of the arena speakers, it’s the theme song of his mentor, Maven; who has come to participate in the Royal Rumble match!
Phil Latio: It’s the former, World Heavyweight Champion, Maven!
The crowd boo at the sight of Maven, who’s cockiness and narcissistic nature precedes him.
Don Chuckles: They don’t seem to like this guy, Phil. And that’s an understatement!
Maven takes his sweet time on the way to the ring, taking a moment for each fan in the front row to get a look at his condescending stare.
Phil Latio: This guy defines arrogance!
Inside the ring, Rhino has ditched his attempts at defeating Beno and is joining K. Orton in a joint attempt to get Aaron out of the match, leaving Beno to await the arrival of Maven.
Don Chuckles: It looks like Maven is about to face off against his protégée, will the student become the master?
Maven steps underneath the top rope and establishes a vertical base, directly opposite Beno, there is history and tension between their stares. It’s painfully apparent from Maven’s self assured posture and conceited stare that he thinks he has this one in the bag. Beno is staring back brazen faced, with an expression which says he’s all business, no matter what their history is.
Phil Latio: You could cut the tension with a knife….
Maven is the first to make a move, lunging forwards with his right leg as an anchor, from there he thrusts his enclosed right fist forwards, his muscles contracting and bearing the burden of the two hundred pound man, his blow is intended for Beno’s skull, but it falls short of its desired destination as Beno raises his left arm and parries the blow with his left forearm. Maven freezes for a moment, but a split second is all that Beno requires to counter him and he pushes Maven backwards, knocking his mentor off balance so he is forced to use the ropes to remain upright. As he pulls himself back on to the soles of his feet, Beno charges forward and swings his right arm, which connects sweetly with Maven’s throat, knocking him all the way outside the ring!
MAVEN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Don Chuckles: Whoa!
Phil Latio: That lariat knocked him all the way over! Maven lasted less than a single minute!
Don Chuckles: It looks like Beno has far surpassed his mentor!
Maven is shell shocked on the outside, staring a gaping hole in the ring, as though he believed it was all an illusion or that he has somehow been removed by divine intervention.
Phil Latio: Maven is completely disillusioned!
An official has to quickly check on Maven to see if he is too injured to leave, but he simply shakes his head, picks himself up and exits the arena solemnly, with his head bowed in shame.
Don Chuckles: Whatever, nobody even cares about him anymore, I doubt we’ll ever even see him again he’s so humiliated!
On the other side of the ring, Aaron and K. Orton have forgotten their differences and are both scheming to attack Beno. Rhino has his leg wrapped around the middle rope and his arms around the top rope as Beno attempts to dislodge him and remove him from the match, but to no avail. Orton gives Aaron a nod to attack Beno and before he can react, K. Orton grabs him from behind and tosses him over the top rope!
AARON HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Phil Latio: What treachery from Orton!
Don Chuckles: He got his own guy! But I suppose that’s one less man to worry about.
Aaron looks up from the apron with fury as K. Orton apologises from inside the ring and insists that it’s only business and nothing personal
Phil Latio: This is horrible!
Don Chuckles: This is great!
Phil Latio: These guys need their leader, Jacob Senn or someone to stop them from eliminating each other.
Don Chuckles: Does it really matter? If they worked together, the same thing would happen, instead it would just be at the end of the match.
Once Orton is finished with his jeering, he spins around into the path of Beno, who hits a big clothesline! K. Orton crashes to the mat, unconscious. Beno is able to pick him up and dump him over the top rope to end his Royal Rumble hopes.
K.ORTON HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Phil Latio: Beno is on fire! That’s his third elimination.
Beno doesn’t have time to react as Rhino comes from behind and looks to eliminate him too – but Beno manages to elbow his assailant in the face and turn around before he’s tossed over the top. As the two muscle men battle it out once again, the countdown appears on the titantron for the next entrant.
Don Chuckles: It’s getting a little scarce in there, about time we had a new entrant!
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:07:22 GMT -5
The fans erupt in jeers as “The Killer” Xavier Oden appears from backstage, with a sinister look in his eyes.
Phil Latio: It’s Oden!
On the outside, Orton and Aaron have patched things up and shook hands since they’re both now eliminated. As the battle rages on in the ring, Orton runs over to the glass chair and hands it to Aaron before pointing at Beno. Aaron smiles ominously as he receives the object.
Phil Latio: That look in Aaron’s eye is pretty unnerving, Don.
Beno is locked in a fierce battle with Rhino, so much so that he doesn’t see Aaron and K. Orton behind him and can’t react as he’s pulled out of the ring by the pair before being levelled by the glass chair, spraying shards of glass everywhere!
Phil Latio: Dear God!
Aaron and Orton roll Beno back inside the ring while being scolded by the referees, who force them to exit the arena. The Eternal duo exit back up the ramp, both bearing equally smug grins as their handiwork is finished. As Oden enters the ring, while the officials are frantically clearing up the glass outside the ring.
Don Chuckles: That chair shot knocked Beno out like a light!
As Xavier Oden enters the ring, Rhino is struggling with the weight of Beno, trying to get him over the top rope.
Phil Latio: Oden has a golden opportunity to help Rhino get rid of Beno.
Rhino motions for Oden to come and help him, a gesture which garners a grin and a nod from Oden. Rhino turns his back on Oden and hoists Beno so he is leaning against the top rope, but before he can oust him from the ring, Oden hammers him in the skull.
Don Chuckles: What the!?
Phil Latio: That guy is a mercenary, he’s not going to bother forging alliances he’s inevitably going to break.
Don Chuckles: That is stupid on so many levels. Why not score an elimination and betray him later?
Rhino can’t compose himself as Oden rains down with vicious blows to the head and body and is forced all the way to the opposite set of ropes, where Oden charges forwards with a snarl, going for the kill, but Rhino scouts his violent intentions and ducks beneath the lariat, leaving Oden with too much momentum to stop, so he carries himself all the way over the top rope – but he just holds on and gets back in!
Phil Latio: That was a close call for Xavier Oden!
As Oden spins around, Rhino is upon him, retaliating with powerful strikes up of his own, followed up by a clothesline which connects, forcing Oden to the canvas with a loud thud.
Don Chuckles: Rhino is getting some revenge.
Rhino scoops Oden up from the ground below and whips him across the ring against the turnbuckle before advancing and flattening him in the corner with a body avalanche. Rhino attempts to capitalize on the dazed Oden by lifting him all the way over the turnbuckle, but Xavier Oden offers strong resistance.
Don Chuckles: Rhino is looking to bring home an elimination in front of his home crowd.
While Rhino struggles with the defiant Oden, the countdown appears upon the titantron, garnering a cheer from the capacity crowd, who count along with the computerised timer.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:10:38 GMT -5
The fans give a hostile reaction as it is revealed that CM Punk drew number 10. Punk walks out slowly, with a frown on his face as stares out into the masses, clearly considering just how many of them alone are drunkards, who could change their lives under his guidance.
Don Chuckles: Here comes Punk! Can he make a difference?
Punk cups his hands and bellows out his signature phrase before running to the ring. Rhino immediately spots Punk on his way to the ring and as soon as he enters the contest, he’s clotheslined over the top!
CM PUNK HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Don Chuckles: Whoa! That must be record!
Phil Latio: Punk certainly wasn’t even in there for two seconds.
Punk is on the floor, gripping his sore head while Rhino thumps his chest and taunts him from inside the ring.
Phil Latio: Rhino is certainly proud of himself.
As Rhino spins around, Xavier Oden is waiting for him and charges forwards with evil intent, but once again, Rhino ducks underneath him and this time, Oden’s momentum carries him all the way to the floor!
XAVIER ODEN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Don Chuckles: There goes another!
Phil Latio: Rhino is on fire!
Rhino lets out a bellow of pure adrenaline to mark his accomplishment and half way through his roar, the crowd join in with him and their collective voices ring out loud and clear, marking his achievement. But Rhino’s joy is short lived, as Beno attacks him from behind and tosses him over the top!
Phil Latio: Beno has recovered and he has Rhino at his mercy!
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Phil Latio: Rhino is gone! That’s four for Beno already!
Beno raises his arms to tumultuous cheers from his home card, who are ecstatic that their hero has cleared the ring!
Don Chuckles: Incredible, the ring is emptied! Only one man remains, I bet he wishes it all ended here, but tough for him, he has to continue and fight through twenty others if he wants a shot at Sheamus’s championship.
Beno decides to have a rest and he mounts one of the turnbuckles to take a breather while he waits for the next man to come along. All around the ring, the evidence of the action is there, the officials are still sweeping up broken glass, while others are straightening up the steel steps which Beno fought JTB on, and some are tidying away some steel folding chairs, which have been bent out of shape by other men’s skulls. Beno’s look of relaxation turns to one of focus and aggression as the countdown appears once again and he leaves his makeshift seat and walks over to the centre of the ring, awaiting his new opposition.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:16:14 GMT -5
“Slow Chemical” by Finger Eleven begins to play and Angel makes his way out from the bank, looking imposing as always.
Don Chuckles: It’s Mark Greenburg!
Phil Latio: No Don, I think that he goes by Angel now.
Don Chuckles: What, Angel? He’s far from it, but each to his own I suppose…..
The crowd give Angel a reasonable response, but his reaction is laced with boos as the home crowd know that he’s going to be battling with their hometown favourite, Beno.
Phil Latio: It looks like we’re set for a collision of giants!
Greenburg takes his time in getting to the ring, despite the fact that he’s fresher, he seems aware that Beno has been in red hot form tonight so far, eliminating four other athletes.
Don Chuckles: Beno looking for his fifth elimination now, but something tells me that this big guy is going to prove a little more difficult to get over the top rope than a few other people.
Angel ascends the steel steps and officially enters the match through the ropes, Beno stands off of him, as he looks to be conserving his energy and taking the maximum time to recover from the wounds he sustained at the hands of Aaron and others.
Phil Latio: It’s like a game of chess, who’s going to make the first move?
Don Chuckles: Bah! A game of chess? These two lumbering idiots have probably never even seen a chess board in their entire lives!
Angel makes his way over to Beno and stares him in the eyes before leaning back and hitting a sharp blow to the face, forcing Beno to recoil slightly before hitting him straight back. Angel takes the hit and returns an even harder shot, which forces Beno to return an even harder hit of his own.
Phil Latio: It looks like we’ve got a brawl on our hands.
The two behemoths are battling in the centre of the ring when suddenly the countdown appears once again.
Don Chuckles: That lumbering oaf took so long to get to the ring we already have another competitor poised to enter the contest!
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:19:54 GMT -5
“Savior” by Skillet blares out through the arena speakers, garnering huge boos from the crowd at The Palace of Auburn Hills.
Phil Latio: The leader of Eternal has arrived! Jacob Senn looks determined to make an impact here tonight.
Senn makes his way down the entrance ramp, his pace is leisurely – and with good reason, with two men much bigger and stronger than him inside of the ring.
Don Chuckles: He’s taking his time here, but I can’t blame him, I wouldn’t be rushing to get into the ring with these two.
Inside the ring, Beno and Angel haven’t taken notice of Jacob Senn due to their struggle, which has swayed in Angel’s favour, who’s the fresher of the two. When Jacob Senn enters the ring, Beno is trapped in the corner with his arms up as a form of protection while Angel rains down with heavy blows, intended for the head, but they end up smacking and bruising Beno’s forearms. Senn enters the ring and watches from across the ring while Angel continues the onslaught, Jacob even plays to the crowd, who boo in response.
Don Chuckles: That’s a sound strategy, why not let these two annihilate each other.
Angel swings a final haymaker before spinning around and staring at Senn, who looks back with intensity.
Phil Latio: Well it looks like we’re going to see Jacob in action!
Angel advances across the ring and swings another haymaker, intended for Jacob’s skull, but the faster, nimbler leader of eternal ducks underneath the blow and begins a series of lightning fast punches and kicks, which each temporarily daze Angel, but they can’t bring him down and he eventually recovers and shoves Senn powerfully, sending him across the ring against the ropes.
Phil Latio: Senn has angered this behemoth and he’s going to suffer the consequences.
Senn hits the ropes and comes back across into the danger area around Angel, who lifts his long leg and connects with the face of Jacob Senn, knocking him down to the mat, senseless. Beno is still slumped at the turnbuckle, beginning to feel the effects of the fatigue of outlasting roughly a dozen other athletes.
Phil Latio: Beno has been in the match for almost fifteen minutes and it’s beginning to take it’s toll on him.
Don Chuckles: In all honesty I’m surprised he has been able to endure the constant punishment and physical exertion for so long. I wonder if he’ll find a second wind?
Angel has since overpowered Jacob Senn and is attempting to eliminate him, but Jacob is stubbornly holding on to the ropes around him, refusing to let his dreams of facing Sheamus die as he hits the cold, hard floor below.
Phil Latio: Jacob is holding on for all he’s worth!
Jacob’s face is contorted with sheer exertion, but he refuses to give in to Angel as the countdown timer appears on the titantron behind him and the crowd begin to count along as the timer makes it’s inevitable journey to zero, which will introduce a new competitor to the match.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:23:59 GMT -5
”I hear voices in my head! They council me, they understand, they talk to me!”
Rev Theory’s “Voices” plays through the arena sound system and The Viper, Randy Orton advances through the curtain separating the Gorilla Position from the arena and makes his way down the ramp before rolling underneath the bottom rope.
Phil Latio: It’s Randy Orton! And he’s making his way over to the injured Beno in the corner.
Orton immediately goes to prey on Beno, by stomping on him as he remains seated in the corner. Orton is relentless, stomping for almost a minute before he stops to scoop Beno off the ground and lead him over towards the ropes for an elimination.
Phil Latio: Beno’s Royal Rumble could be over right now!
Orton leads Beno all the way to the ropes and tosses him straight over! But Beno clings on!
Don Chuckles: Beno isn’t going down without a fight!
Orton is seething inside the ring, completely incensed that his attempt blatantly failed.
Phil Latio: Look at the intensity and how much this means to him! Orton is bright red with sheer intensity.
Orton’s beady eyes are taking in all of the information and he decides the best course of action is to charge forwards and go for a shoulder barge to complete the elimination, but Beno ducks down and hits a spear through the middle and top ropes, which temporarily stalls Orton.
Don Chuckles: Beno hits back! He’d better get in the ring quick!
Beno doesn’t think defensively like Chuckles and instead goes on the attack, landing two forearm smashes to the skull of Orton before tossing him all the way over the top rope while standing on the apron!
Phil Latio: Woah!
But Orton clings on for dear life as his animalistic instincts take over, but even his primal impulses can’t deliver him from the wrath of Beno, who swings a powerful right arm, connecting with Randy’s skull, sending him crashing to the floor below, likely bruising his ribs and soft tissue in the process.
RANDY ORTON HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Phil Latio: He’s gone!
Don Chuckles: How much left does this guy have remaining in the tank?
Beno wearily steps through the ropes and re-enters the ring and approaches the struggle between Jacob Senn and Angel, choosing to side with Senn by landing a forearm smash to the lower back of the big man.
Phil Latio: Angel looks set to fall victim to the numbers game!
Angel attempts to fight the duo off, but the fresher Senn and dominating Beno beat him back to the ropes and join together in an attempt to toss the big man out. Angel holds on stubbornly, but even he can’t resist these two and his feet begin to lift off of the ground.
Don Chuckles: This could be the end for Mark Greenburg!
Phil Latio: It’s Angel!
Don Chuckles: Oh does it really matter!?
Angel’s body language changes from one of confidence to panic as he desperately tries to hold on, but to no avail. Angel is almost completely over the top when he elbows Beno in a last ditch effort and then kicks Senn with the leg which Beno dropped, successfully escaping his precarious position.
Phil Latio: What an escape!
As Angel’s feet touch down, the countdown clock reappears.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:26:57 GMT -5
“Hello Zepp” by Charlie Clouser begins to play and the crowd immediately begin to boo the sound of the music, as they know it is the precursor to the monstrous Crisis, a monstrosity of a man who watched a fire consume his entire family and still walk away just as sane, or rather insane as he was before it happened.
Phil Latio: It’s Crisis! This man is a dark and twisted individual who has watched his entire life collapse around him, not that it was exactly an ideal life to start with, but now he has made his way to the world of wrestling where others will suffer the brunt of his wrath.
Crisis seems oblivious to the crowd members who attempt to goad him as he proceeds down the ramp at a leisurely and ominous pace. The rest of the competitors inside the ring haven’t looked at the oncoming competitor as they are still locked in a struggle with each other inside of the ring.
Don Chuckles: This guy is a twisted monster, I bet he likes the fact that he’ll be able to sneak up on these three.
Phil Latio: Crisis has a shady past which has marred what could have been a decent hard working man and forever tainted him into becoming a self professed monster.
Crisis slowly ascends the steel steps and makes his way across the apron, but doesn’t enter the ring.
Don Chuckles: What is that moron doing!?
Phil Latio: I’d be careful what you say about Crisis.
Don Chuckles: I’m not afraid of him, I’ll just tell him it was you.
Crisis stares into the ring and slowly raises his arms towards the heavens and then throws them down with ferocity, causing four jets of flame to spurt from each of the turnbuckles, temporarily turning the arena into a blinding white flash of fire, which eventually recedes back into the turnbuckles. Every man in the ring is now staring at Crisis wide eyed.
Phil Latio: That’s how you get someone’s attention!
Crisis eases himself into the ring over the middle rope and before he’s even stood up fully Jacob Senn has rushed towards him fire in his eyes, but Crisis sweeps him aside with his massive right arm, which drops Jacob Senn as his fist makes contact with his jaw. Angel is next to try and put Crisis down, but Crisis hits a huge uppercut, which staggers Angel and puts him out of contention for a moment. Beno is the last man to face him and he opens well, landing two hard shots to the face of Crisis, but the big man wears the blows without too much visible discomfort.
Don Chuckles: Is this guy even human!?
Beno looks frustrated and decides to get some momentum through running to bring Crisis down, but Crisis is ready for him and he merely scoops Beno off his feet before smashing him down in the form of a spinebuster, with bone crushing impact!
Phil Latio: My goodness! Crisis just put down the entire ring!
Crisis lets out a bellow and gets a boo in response, but he doesn’t seem to take notice of it as he turns back around to finish his onslaught of the ring by scooping Angel up on his shoulder and completing the move by hitting a scoop slam.
Don Chuckles: Crisis is on a roll! He put the entire ring down, now who’s going to be the first to go?
Crisis immediately scoops Jacob Senn up from the canvas below and leads him towards the ropes while the Royal Rumble countdown appears behind him, signalling another competitor.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:32:07 GMT -5
Don Chuckles: Halfway there! Who’s got number fifteen?
“Coming Undone” by Korn blasts out of the speakers and GreenSpark bursts out from backstage with intensity all over his face.
Phil Latio: GreenSpark looks up for anything tonight!
GreenSpark comes running down to the ring and slides underneath the bottom rope, straight into the path of Crisis, but GreenSpark doesn’t shy away and is the first one to strike, unloading with a series of punches to the abdomen and face of Crisis, dazing him long enough for him to hit the ropes and come back with a big clothesline, which staggers Crisis, but doesn’t bring him down.
Phil Latio: Strong start from GreenSpark here.
Crisis seems to be aggravated by GreenSparks convincing offense on him and hits the ropes hard and comes back at high speed, GreenSpark doesn’t have time to react as over three hundred pounds of sheer impact smacks into his ribs in the form of a spear!
Don Chuckles: Good Lord! What a spear!
GreenSpark hits the canvas hard and looks out for the count. Crisis looks to capitalize with an elimination and he finds no resistance from GreenSpark.
Phil Latio: GreenSpark is in trouble!
Jacob Senn has since recovered from his attack and is battling it out with Beno across the ring from Crisis, with neither man taking the advantage. Angel has recovered from the slam, but he’s being cunning and preserving his energy in the corner, not taking any unnecessary action. Crisis has managed to scoop GreenSpark up on his shoulder and has dumped him over the top rope – but GreenSpark has held on to the bottom rope! But Crisis stomps down on his fingers, sending him down to the floor below.
GREENSPARK HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Phil Latio: A nightmare for GreenSpark!
Don Chuckles: Gone already? I think these fans were expecting more from him tonight.
On the other side of the ring, Jacob Senn has gotten the better of Beno and is looking to eliminate him, but the bigger athlete is proving difficult to remove from the ring.
Phil Latio: Exhausted or not, Jacob Senn has a tough task on his hands if he wants to eliminate Beno.
Angel has had time to take a breather and now he’s returned to the action by attacking Crisis from behind, ruthlessly beating him down with a clubbing blow to the back of the head before almost religiously stomping on his fallen foe.
Don Chuckles: Looks like Crisis is starting to lose some of his momentum.
Phil Latio: That’s the thing about Royal Rumbles, when you come in as a live wire and use up all of your energy and concentration, you’re going to be punished for it later on.
As the battle continues inside of the ring, the countdown appears once more.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:35:54 GMT -5
“Metalingus” by Alter Bridge begins to play and the voice of Myles Kennedy rings clear, announcing the arrival of Edge!
Phil Latio: The Rated R Superstar is here and he’ll be looking to make a big impact tonight!
Don Chuckles: Yeah, he’ll be looking to do it, but I doubt he’ll be able to!
Phil Latio: That’s pretty dismissive of you, Don.
Edge runs down the ramp and slides underneath the bottom rope, much like he does during his standard entrance, but the only difference is that he’s immediately attacked by Jacob Senn, who ruthlessly begins to stomp on his back before he can even stand up.
Phil Latio: Edge is in deep trouble, even if he does make it out of this, he’ll have sustained injuries which will hamper him for the remainder of the evening and will hurt his chances at victory.
Angel is still battling with Crisis, who has managed to find a second wind and is now back on his feet, trading powerful blows with Angel.
Don Chuckles: I bet that the other superstars inside of the ring are pretty happy that these two are destroying each other rather than everyone else inside of the ring!
Beno is taking it easy on the other side of the ring, catching his breath and tending to his injuries and bruises sustained from more than thirty minutes of in ring action before joining Angel in an attempt to beat down and eliminate Crisis.
Don Chuckles: Crisis is going to have to dig deep to overcome these two attackers.
Phil Latio: I wouldn’t put it past him, but for now the big man has been subdued by superior numbers.
Edge is in dire straits across the ring from the other three as Jacob Senn hammers away at him in the corner.
Don Chuckles: Dismissive, huh? Does this look like someone who’s going to be facing Sheamus?
Senn has an arrogant smirk on his face as he pauses his barrage of blows and motions to the crowd in an attempt to receive recognition for his excellence inside the squared circle, however he only receives a torrent of jeers and boos from the capacity crowd. Senn shakes his head at the foolishness of the masses who have thronged to The Palace of Auburn Hills and turns his attention back to Edge, who has managed to recover from the attack he sustained, but he is still dazed.
Phil Latio: What has he got planned now?
Senn hits “Judgement” his signature superkick from nowhere, nearly taking Edge’s jaw off!
Phil Latio: Whoa! He certainly packs a punch!
Edge crumples to the mat, out cold. As the crowd react to Senn’s powerful thrust of his right leg, the countdown appears behind him.
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