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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:40:02 GMT -5
No music plays, and nobody comes out from backstage.
Don Chuckles: What the hell? Some dumb ass missed his spot!
Phil Latio: I don’t really understand this…he was supposed to be here…….
Some members of the ring turn in confusion to the stage, including Beno and Angel, giving Crisis the opportunity to escape the double team assault with a vicious double clothesline.
Phil Latio: Big impact off of that double clothesline and Crisis is back in this match!
The fans begin to boo and jeer as Paul Heyman makes his way out from backstage, with a microphone in hand.
Don Chuckles: What on earth is he doing here?
Paul Heyman: I told you all he was coming, I told you all that it may not be a good idea, but for better or worse, he’s here….Ben Connor!
Every face in the arena turns to the stage, including those inside of the ring.
Phil Latio: Where is he?
No one has noticed a muscular figure sneak around the back of the ring until it’s too late for Edge, as he tosses him straight over the top rope!
EDGE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Don Chuckles: There he is Phil!
Connor doesn’t stop there, as he hits an enormous clothesline on Angel, sending him all the way over the top!
ANGEL HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Don Chuckles: There goes another, this is incredible!
Connor still isn’t finished as he ducks underneath a clothesline from Jacob Senn and spins around to hit a big boot to the face of Senn, carrying him all the way over the top to the floor below!
JACOB SENN HAS BEEN ELIMINAT-
Senn has landed on top of Angel and Edge who are both already gone, but his feet haven’t touched the floor!
Phil Latio: My goodness, I think Senn is still in there!
Jacob Senn is dazed, but he is still coherent and realises that he’s still in the match! He carefully gets to his feet and uses Angel as a stepping stone to the apron and then rolls underneath the bottom rope, getting back in the match!
Phil Latio: Fortune has smiled upon Jacob Senn on that occasion.
Meanwhile, Beno and Crisis has continued their battle without Angel and Beno has gotten the better of Crisis, forcing him into the ropes, but he cannot get him over the top to complete the elimination.
Phil Latio: Beno has been in there for over thirty minutes!
Don Chuckles: And he still looks like he has more to give!
Suddenly the Royal Rumble countdown appears, signalling yet another competitor.
Phil Latio: It’s time for number eighteen!
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:45:01 GMT -5
OOOOOOHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEAAAAAH! The crowd erupt with cheers as “Macho Man” Randy Savage makes his way out from the back!
Phil Latio: It’s a professional wrestling legend, it’s Randy Savage, back for the Royal Rumble match!
Don Chuckles: Oh please, I bet he’s just in this match so he can get a big fat check.
Phil Latio: What’s that supposed to mean?
Don Chuckles: Well I’m sure he’s only here so he can get some insurance when he falls and breaks his hip.
Phil Latio: Oh for goodness sake….
Savage is taking his time as he proceeds down the ramp, waving at the cheering crowd members on his way. He’s dressed in full “Macho Man” regalia, much to the delight of the crowd members and as he reaches the ring, he begins to take off his coat, sunglasses and hat, but as he reaches up to remove his colourful hat, a masked man sprints down from backstage, wielding a steel chair![/color]
Phil Latio: What the? It’s a masked man! Who is it?
Don Chuckles: Who do you think it is you fool? Obviously it’s a member of the retirement home he escaped from!
Savage doesn’t see the masked man approach and is completely defenceless as he is levelled from behind with the steel chair! Savage collapses and doesn’t move again.
Phil Latio: Who would do this?
The masked man pulls off the mask which conceals his face and reveals that he’s in fact the Thy WWE Chairman, Vince McMahon!
Don Chuckles: Vince!
Phil Latio: I don’t understand…….
Vince has a devilish smile on his face as he rolls underneath the bottom rope and faces the ring.
Phil Latio: This can’t end well for Vince…
Vince straightens up and every man in the ring looks at him menacingly, some crack their knuckles and others just stand and wait. Senn is the first one to approach him, but Vince immediately holds up his hand and tells them all that whoever lays a hand on him will be fired on the spot.
Don Chuckles: What a strategy!
Phil Latio: Does McMahon really need to inflate his ego that much? What will he do if he faces Sheamus at the biggest event of the arena.
Vince rolls underneath the bottom rope and grabs a microphone.
Vince McMahon: Attention everyone! I have officially entered myself into the Royal Rumble in the place of that washed up piece of scum, Randy Savage. If anyone in this Royal Rumble match eliminates me, they will be fired on the spot!
Phil Latio: This is obscene!
Don Chuckles: This is great!
McMahon takes his time in returning to the ring and the Royal Rumble countdown appears once again.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:48:55 GMT -5
“One Step Closer” by Linkin Park begins to play and James Chaos enters the fray with a steely look of determination on his face.
Phil Latio: It’s James Chaos, a member of The Corre and you have to believe that he’s going to try and assert himself on proceedings from the get go.
Chaos wastes no time in his entrance and within a few moments he’s inside the ring, straight in the face of Jacob Senn, who falls victim to some hard right hands from James Chaos, who looks really up for things tonight.
Don Chuckles: All that enthusiasm is great, but it’ll get him nowhere if he pops up everywhere and makes an enemy of everyone.
Senn is eventually beaten back into a corner and Chaos spins around only to find Mr McMahon in his way. James pauses for a moment, considers striking his boss then decides against and spins around, but Crisis is waiting for him and he brings James Chaos down with a wicked clothesline from behind!
Phil Latio: If Vince wasn’t ruining the match, James may not have been victimized by the ominous Crisis.
Elsewhere inside the squared circle, Beno is fighting it out with Ben Connor, who is still looking as dangerous as ever as he desperately pushes against Beno, trying to send him over the top rope but to no avail.
Phil Latio: Beno’s Royal Rumble effort seems timeless, he just won’t let go no matter what!
Beno holds on tight and manages to fight Connor off with elbows and straight punches to the head, which forces his aggressor to let go of the elimination attempt to get his hands up for protection.
Don Chuckles: Beno is still fighting on!
Crisis has Chaos on the ropes, when suddenly Jacob Senn charges from behind and dives at Crisis, but Crisis sidesteps him and allows Senn’s momentum to carry him and Chaos all the way over the top rope!
Phil Latio: There’s two men in the danger zone on the apron!
Crisis takes a few steps backwards and the charges forwards, looking for a double elimination with a double clothesline, but both men on the apron lean away from Crisis and pull down the top rope, forcing the big man to fall over the top as well – but Crisis clings on! Leaving three men on the apron now!
Don Chuckles: This is obscene! Someone eliminate them!
Beno is still across the ring, leaving only one man to finish the job, Vince McMahon!
Phil Latio: It’s Vince!
Don Chuckles: Thy WWE’s most dominant superstar is going to get the elimination!
Vince blindly runs at the crowd and throws a dangerous looking elbow, which happens to catch Jacob Senn, eliminating him!
JACOB SENN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Phil Latio: Oh no! And there’s nothing Jacob or the rest of them can do about it!
The other two superstars scurry back into the ring before they suffer a familiar fate as the countdown appears on the titantron.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:51:41 GMT -5
“WORD LIFE!” Professor of Thuganomic’s theme blares around the arena and he comes out in his signature regalia, complete with his chain, which he kisses before sprinting down to the ring, looking to make a big impact following the elimination of the founder of his stable, Eternal.
Phil Latio: The Professor of Thuganomics is here and after the rhymes he made leading up to this match, I’m willing to bet there will be a horde of insulted and angry wrestlers eagerly awaiting his arrival.
As POT makes his way down the ramp, Jacob Senn has recovered and darted back inside the ring before the officials could stop him and he goes straight for Vince McMahon!
Don Chuckles: What is Senn doing!? He’s a maniac, he’ll be fired!
Senn hammers away on McMahon, beating the hell out of his boss before tossing him over the top rope for the elimination!
VINCE MCMAHON HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Phil Latio: He wanted revenge for the humiliation, he needed to show McMahon he means business.
Don Chuckles: But now he’ll be fired!
Phil Latio: I don’t think so, McMahon can’t fire him for no reason, it’d be a breach of contract. Vince specifically said that only people in the Royal Rumble match couldn’t do it. Senn was already out of the match thanks to him, so it was perfectly legal.
POT makes his way passed his boss, who is laying there dejected as he realises that his own words have prevented him from firing Jacob Senn.
Don Chuckles: Vince has just realised what you said!
McMahon hangs his head and ambles back up the ramp lethargically.
Phil Latio: It’s an abrupt ending for our Chairman.
POT slides underneath the bottom rope, ready for immediate action. James Chaos is the first to step up, but POT dismisses him with a dropkick and as Crisis moves in for the kill, POT ducks underneath a clothesline and clamps on a front facelock before dropping down into a DDT.
Phil Latio: Extremely impressive from POT, he brings them all down!
POT looks left and right, but there is no threat in sight; except for Beno, who looms behind him and hits a forearm smash before running POT towards the ropes, but POT ducks down and Beno’s momentum carries him over the top! Beno could be gone!
Don Chuckles: Is it all over for him?
POT moves in for the kill, but Beno manages to swipe at POT’s face and buy himself enough time to get back in the match and as he does so, the countdown appears once again, set to introduce a new competitor.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:55:08 GMT -5
“Another Me” by Peroxwhygen begins to play and the fans know that it’s time for Killa Outlaw to arrive.
Phil Latio: Here comes a particularly dark and twisted member of the Thy WWE roster, Killa Outlaw; a man who will likely do everything in his power to succeed.
Outlaw pauses at the top of the ramp, surveying the proceedings below him, from the masses in the stands to the ongoing action inside the squared circle, which will invariably be his destination once he begins his descent of the ramp.
Don Chuckles: This guy is a moron! Does he really think we take him seriously, he needs to cut the gothic crap and get in there!
Phil Latio: I think that Killa is about to do is best to persuade you to take him seriously.
After a few moments, Killa Outlaw begins to walk down the ramp, with his unblinking gaze set upon the ring.
Don Chuckles: Well he can do whatever he likes, all I see is two fools who think it’s Halloween inside the ring, and that’s Crisis and Killa Outlaw.
Outlaw enters the ring through the middle and top ropes and as he rises, he is greeted by Ben Connor, but he makes sure that Connor no longer troubles him with a huge sweeping blow, which nearly knocks Connor off of his feet! As Connor backs away, Beno steps up, but he suffers a similar fate as he is beaten back. Finally, Crisis makes his way over, but he is caught by the throat, lifted and smashed down brutally!
Phil Latio: Graverobber!
Don Chuckles: Now it’s Crisis’s turn to be on the receiving end of one of those!
Killa Outlaw turns around with a feral look in his eyes, but he can’t prevent POT from hitting a big right hand, which sends Killa back, but it doesn’t bring him down.
Phil Latio: Killa Outlaw is really dominating here!
Outlaw returns a right hand and a big boot, which takes POT off of his feet in a breeze!
Don Chuckles: Who can put this man down!?
POT looks pissed off as he hits the mat and he decides to take things into his own hands by wrapping his signature chain around his knuckles before getting back to his feet. Killa Outlaw is now stomping on Crisis and has his back to POT, and after a few seconds he feels a gentle tap on his shoulder, Killa looks flustered and spins around straight into a tooth splitting punch from POT with the metal chain, which sends Killa Outlaw straight to the mat, motionless.
Phil Latio: That put him down!
POT is smirking over the fallen body of Killa Outlaw and he doesn’t see James Chaos sneak up behind him and before he can react, Chaos is already upon him, landing a barrage of strikes on him, which dazes POT and puts him against the ropes. POT doesn’t panic however and he grabs a hold of the top rope to prevent himself being tossed over. As this struggle ensues, the countdown appears on the titantron once more.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 20:57:09 GMT -5
John Cena bursts through the curtain, signalling that number twenty two is his number! Some members of the crowd cheer in an extremely high pitched tone while other sections boo in a much deeper collaboration.
Phil Latio: It’s John Cena!
Don Chuckles: Bob Cena’s twin?
Phil Latio: I don’t think so, Don. They’re separate people.
Don Chuckles: I wouldn’t be so sure…
Cena sprints down the ramp with the crowd egging him on and he slides underneath the bottom rope, right beside where James Chaos is attempting to eliminate Professor of Thuganomics. John immediately attacks James from behind and brushes him aside, then he goes after POT, but POT is ready for him and sidesteps John and tosses him all the way over the top rope and back out. As John looks up from the floor, POT waves goodbye by calling him a poser before doing his “you can’t see me” taunt.
Don Chuckles: Haha! Brilliant! Off you go, John, your time is up.
POT turns back around, but Chaos has recovered and picks up where he left off, trying to eliminate POT.
Don Chuckles: It’s like the sucker didn’t even make an impact!
Across from POT and James Chaos, Beno, Ben Connor and Crisis are involved in a three way brawl, with two men teaming up with each other then suddenly ditching the other a moment later.
Phil Latio: It’s rough and tumble stuff over there!
Just as Chaos looks to have POT beaten and out for the count, Killa Outlaw charges up from behind and dumps both men over the top!
JAMES CHAOS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
But POT held on, unbeknownst to Outlaw, who has since turned his back on Professor of Thuganomics and moved over to Beno in an attempt to remove the groggiest and most tired athlete in the ring at the moment.
Phil Latio: A narrow escape for Professor of Thuganomics there and it looks like it’s time for another entrant!
The Royal Rumble countdown clock has appeared once more and as always, the crowd count down with the clock towards zero, when another man will enter the mammoth bout.
Don Chuckles: We’re beginning to near the end, Phil. I wonder who drew number twenty three?
Phil Latio: We’re ten seconds away from finding out!
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 21:00:40 GMT -5
The crowd boo loudly as Sting makes his way out from the back, looking ready for action!
Don Chuckles: Uh oh, another one escaped from the nursing home!
Sting soaks in the crowd animosity, nodding to himself as he considers the fact that he must turn away from the crowd to reach heights that would’ve never been possible before.
Phil Latio: I bet there is going to be some tension between Sting and James Chaos as they cross paths on the entrance ramp. If you don’t recall, Sting quit Chaos’s group, said a great many insults to him and retired one of his major stars in the process.
Sting doesn’t even care to look at Chaos as the cross each other on the ramp and this looks like it’s infuriated Chaos, who spins around and cracks Sting in the back of the head with a clubbing blow before slamming him and suplexing him on the hard, cold, steel surface!
Phil Latio: Chaos is taking revenge on Sting for what he did to him in the past!
Sting looks like he’s beyond working the match as Chaos leads him down the ramp and rolls him underneath the bottom rope, leaving him to the mercy of the remorseless stars who currently occupy the ring.
Don Chuckles: Something tells me that these guys aren’t going to treat Sting much better than James Chaos just did.
Ben Connor is the lucky man who is presented with Sting and he decides to simply scoop the barely conscious superstar on to his shoulder and ease him over the top rope before watching him flop to the floor in a heap.
STING HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Don Chuckles: Ben Connor will take that, a free elimination to add to his all time tally here in Thy WWE.
Elsewhere in the ring, POT has caught up with Killa Outlaw and he’s gotten the better of him by trapping the larger man in the corner before unloading a series of hard punches to the head, but so far POT has had no luck in overpowering Killa Outlaw to send him all the way over the turnbuckle and out of the ring altogether. Beno and Crisis are still battling it out and Beno’s tiredness is beginning to show, as he has now participated in well over forty minutes of action.
Phil Latio: Beno has been in there for over forty minutes! What an achievement!
Don Chuckles: That’s got to be a record!
Suddenly the countdown clock pops up on the titantron.
Phil Latio: It’s time to introduce number twenty four to the action!
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 21:04:09 GMT -5
“Bleed it Out” by Linkin Park suddenly comes to life and Dominic Reynolds bursts through the curtain with vivacity. His eyes are filled with conviction and belief, faith in himself to provide a victory for his sick “Pops”. Reynolds stares straight down the ramp and into the ring, where he will have to stay until all the others have been eliminated to get his ticket to glory and to enough money to provide treatment for his father.
Phil Latio: Here is a fighter who enters into the fray with a noble cause, it’s Dominic Reynolds, the man who pushed Sheamus to the limit on Raw some weeks ago, now we’re going to see how he fares in a crowded environment against multiple enemies, which will probably go against his natural fighting mentality, as he’s used to facing one man at a time in an all out battle for supremacy.
Reynolds runs down the ramp, passing by the screaming fans and pulls up slightly as he reaches the ring and slides underneath the bottom rope, immediately coming to rest in the middle of the ring. Professor of Thuganomics is the first man to step up, but Reynolds puts him down with a hard clothesline. Crisis abandons his quest to remove Beno in the ring to get a piece of Dominic Reynolds, who hits a beautiful right hand to the jaw of Crisis, staggering the big man before going in behind him to hit a German suplex!
Phil Latio: What a move! And the big man goes down!
Reynolds gets to his feet to see Killa Outlaw before him. Killa hits a sweet right hand which rocks Reynolds, but Dominic has stood up to many powerful boxers in his day and he manages to recover in time to burst back with several lightning fast punches which disorient and hurt Killa Outlaw enough for him to back against the ropes. Killa rests there for only a moment, but that’s all Reynolds needs as he sprints forwards and clotheslines Killa Outlaw all the way out, eliminating him!
KILLA OUTLAW HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Don Chuckles: There goes Killa!
Reynolds’s veins have popped out, his expressions are rabid; he’s completely in the moment and out of the corner of his eye, he sees Beno and takes his moment, surging forwards with a dropkick, knocking Beno over the top rope, yet still he holds on! Reynolds moves in for the kill and hits a big clothesline, sending Beno to the floor, ending his dreams.
BENO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Phil Latio: Beno is gone! He lasted fifty minutes, yet it still wasn’t enough, but an admirable effort all the same. Right now he holds the most eliminations of the match with five other men falling by his hand.
Reynolds is still pumped inside the ring and he goes over to Crisis, looking to battle it out with the big man.
Don Chuckles: Reynolds is on fir…
Suddenly, Xavier Oden sprints out from backstage wielding a steel chair and shoves the officials out of the way.
Don Chuckles: What on earth? The clock hasn’t even gone for him yet.
Phil Latio: He’s already been in the match and he was eliminated!
Don Chuckles: Then what is he doing here?
Oden runs into the ring and immediately targets Reynolds, smacking him in the head with a chair!
Don Chuckles: Lights out for Reynolds….
Oden carefully drags Dominic out of the ring under the bottom rope, keeping him in the match and then allows him to fall from the apron to the floor, beside the announcers table, which Oden begins to take apart.
Phil Latio: I don’t like the looks of things here……
Oden completes his task and then rolls Reynolds on to the table before hitting his signature XKO through the table!
Phil Latio: My God! He’s completely laid him out!
Oden backs away with a sinister smile upon his face, leaving Reynolds lying in the broken and splintered wood.
Don Chuckles: What was that all about?
As Oden backs away the countdown appears once again.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 21:07:12 GMT -5
The buzzer has sounded, but no one has arrived to the contest, the crowd’s excitement drops and the sounds levels dip as no one walks through the curtain.
Phil Latio: What’s going on now?
Suddenly the titantron comes to life with a camera backstage which is swaying everywhere as the camera man runs to a white door backstage with a golden star set in the middle of it, sparkling underneath the lights above. The fans cheer as they realise in their own time, that the name reads “Barton”.
Phil Latio: Well that’s Barton’s dressing room, but what on earth are we doing there?
Suddenly the door splinters down the middle and collapses to the hard, concrete floor below as the hinges burst asunder under the weight of Barton, who has been tossed through the door! A purple crescent moon is covering half of Barton’s eye and his lip is split, the camera captures all of this and begins to zoom in but quickly has to zoom back out and get clear as Barton’s attacker forebodingly makes his way out of the dressing room, his dark figure a silhouette against the bright lights above. The wood cracks underneath his heavy, muscular figure as he steps into focus, revealing himself to be Freedom.
Don Chuckles: It’s Freedom! He must be taking revenge for what happened to him at the hands of Barton on Smackdown.
Phil Latio: And it looks like he’s taking revenge in full and then some more!
Freedom drives a vicious kick into the ribs of Barton, causing him to wail with pain. Freedom’s attire conceals his face, so any superficial damage is hidden behind his mask. Freedom forces Barton back to his feet and then leans back with his arm fully drawn back before thrusting his arm forwards as he steps into the punch, gaining more momentum, knocking Barton back on to the floor, but he quickly gets to his feet this time and tackles Freedom against a wall before unloading with rights and lefts to the face. Freedom looks dazed and Barton goes to complete his objective by pulling the mask off, but Freedom resists him and viciously claws at Barton’s eyes, blinding him long enough for Freedom to tear free of Barton and then kick him in the face, sending Barton toppling backwards on to the floor once again. Freedom looks at the camera for a moment, then swats it out of the way, turning the broadcast static.
Don Chuckles: Well that’s Barton accounted for.
Phil Latio: The question is, will either of them make it to the ring before they kill each other?
Don Chuckles: I don’t know about you Phil, but from what I saw it looked as though Freedom was about to kill Barton!
Suddenly the countdown appears again.
Phil Latio: Here we go, it’s number twenty six!
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 21:12:17 GMT -5
“When it comes crashing down and it hurts inside!” The crowd erupt into rapturous cheers as Hulk Hogan marches his way out into the arena from backstage! He’s dressed in all of his classic gear and is milking the reaction he’s received for all it’s worth!
Phil Latio: It’s the Hulkster!
Don Chuckles: It would be my worst nightmare come true if Hogan were to win this match tonight!
Hogan slowly makes his way down the ramp and then carefully traverses the steps before entering the ring – and then is immediately clotheslined over the top!
HULK HOGAN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Phil Latio: My God! It’s all over for Hulk Hogan and in only point nine five seconds!
Don Chuckles: That must be a record in itself! Well done Hogan! You’ve just set the benchmark on how badly you can perform in the Royal Rumble, kudos to you!
Hogan is completely shocked on the outside, he didn’t even see that it was Crisis who eliminated him. Elsewhere, Reynolds has only just recovered from the vicious attack he sustained at the hands of Xavier Oden and is crawling out of the wreckage that is the announcers table. POT and Ben Connor are brawling all around the ring, trading powerful right hands, but neither man can manage to get complete control of the other and for now their battle is an even, close fought one.
Phil Latio: There are only four more men left to come in, which means we are nearing the moment when we crown the winner of the Royal Rumble and the man who will go on to face Sheamus!
Don Chuckles: That’s right! You can feel the tension mounting!
As the battle inside the ring continues on, with both fresh entrants and battered gladiators who’ve fought for far too long, the countdown appears on the screen, ready to bring in yet another competitor.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 21:16:18 GMT -5
IF YA SMELL WHAT THE ROCK IS COOKIN’! The crowd gets to their feet to cheer the arrival of The Great One, The Rock. Rock bursts out from the backstage area in full wrestling gear and salutes to the crowd before marching down the entrance ramp with conviction.
Phil Latio: The People’s Champ has come unto The Palace of Auburn Hills to whoop some candy ass, but the question is, will he be able to?
The Rock makes his way up the steel steps and then marches over to the turnbuckle across the apron and performs his signature taunt before jumping back into the ring and the first man he spots his Crisis. Rock goes straight for him, unloading with a series of quick right hands before side stepping back, spitting on his hand and then going for the final punch, but Crisis blocks and hits a haymaker of his own, bringing the Rock down to the canvas!
Don Chuckles: Ambition and trash talk will only get you so far in this business, then people like Crisis will smash you up.
Crisis has his hand around Rock’s throat and The Great One can’t fight free in time so he suffers a ground shaking Chokeslam!
Phil Latio: Huge Chokeslam from Crisis, The Rock is out!
Rock rolled over on to his front, such was the impact of the Chokeslam and he’s lying with his eyes shut with Crisis standing ominously over him.
Don Chuckles: I wonder what this diabolical man has in store for Rock now….
Before Crisis can do whatever it was he had planned, Dominic Reynolds assaults him from behind, landing a series of quick, strong and well aimed punches to the kidneys and the back of the head, forcing Crisis to stagger away to try and gather himself before he’s beaten into a bloody pulp/
Phil Latio: And Reynolds has gotten himself back into the match!
Ben Connor and POT are locked in a titanic struggle, but POT has just managed to get the better of Connor and has him forced against a set of the ropes and he’s pushing for all he’s worth to get Connor over the top rope, but Ben Connor simply won’t give in and he’s holding on for all he’s got!
Don Chuckles: Everyone is far too comfortable here, I think someone needs to come in and clear this place out! As Chuckles – the non-wrestler – wisely pontificates on what these athletes should be doing, the countdown appears once again, signalling the imminent arrival of number twenty eight.
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 21:22:02 GMT -5
“Welcome Home” by Coheed and Cambria blasts through the speakers and the crowd goes berserk for their hero and icon, Justin Time! Time makes his way out from the back with adrenaline coursing through his veins and the sheer confidence he always exudes as a massively successful actor. Time feels the momentum of the crowd with him and he charges down the ramp, not stopping for anything.
Phil Latio: It’s The World Premiere, Justin Time!
Time slides underneath the bottom rope and immediately spots POT trying to eliminate Ben Connor, so he tosses them both over at the same time!
BEN CONNOR HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
In the confusion, Connor hit the floor first and POT was able to steady himself so only one foot hit the floor, so he can hop on one leg back over to the apron so he can stay in the match!
Don Chuckles: Haha! Look at that fool, he looks like a clown or a pirate with a faulty wooden leg!
Phil Latio: I don’t think he minds as long as he remains in the match, Don.
Meanwhile, Justin Time has spotted The Great One pulling himself to his feet using the ropes and he pounces on him, hitting an inch perfect Clockstopper! Sending The Rock tumbling over the top rope!
THE ROCK HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Phil Latio: Rock’s gone!
Now Justin turns to Crisis and Dominic Reynolds, who are battling it out in the corner nearest to the announcers table which was broken. Dominic is pummelling Crisis in the corner, so Time moves in behind Reynolds on looks for the Clockstopper, but Dominic Reynolds strafes to the left and Justin Time hits Crisis, sending him all the way over the top!
CRISIS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Phil Latio: Amazing! Well you wanted someone to clear the place out, you got it, Don!
Don Chuckles: You can say that again!
Time smirks and salutes to the crowd before spinning around and ducking underneath a Dominic Reynolds clothesline, garnering more cheers but he is eventually caught by Professor of Thuganomics, who he didn’t eliminate fully. POT hits him with a powerful right hand and drops Time with ease, but Justin doesn’t stay down and pops back up, but he is hit by Reynolds this time and he’s almost knocked out cold as an uppercut connects.
Phil Latio: Well it looks like these two have joined forces to subdue Justin Time, but how long can they coexist?
POT levels Reynolds with a right hand.
Phil Latio: ….not very long.
Suddenly the countdown pops up for number twenty nine!
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 21:25:43 GMT -5
The crowd rain down a torrent of tumultuous boos upon the stage as Freedom’s theme music plays. The fans look to be expecting the twisted and insane man that conceals himself behind a foreboding mask to slowly make his way out and then intrepidly enter the ring and put his body on the line to win the Royal Rumble match, but instead he comes running out and another Freedom dressed exactly identically runs out after him!
Phil Latio: What the!?
Don Chuckles: Ok Phil, one of three things has happened. I’ve been staring at this monitor for too long and I’m seeing double, I’ve officially gone insane, or else there really are two Freedom’s entering the ring!
Phil Latio: Your eyes don’t deceive you Don.
Don Chuckles: That’s not fair, you can’t have two!
The first Freedom who runs into the ring is immediately clotheslined by Dominic Reynolds, the second hits a clothesline of his own on POT before going after the first Freedom again.
Phil Latio: This is sheer madness!
In all of the commotion POT has been beaten back to the ropes and Justin Time has spotted him once more. The World Premiere leans back and thrusts out his boot, but it’s caught and POT drags him over the top!
Phil Latio: Justin is gone!
Justin lands on a piece of the broken announcers table, which Dominic Reynolds was put through.
Phil Latio: Wait, no! Justin landed on the announcers table, or at least what’s left of it!
POT has turned his back on Justin Time and has his two arms raised in celebration, but he gets a shock as he turns around into a Clockstopper! POT drops to the mat, but he’s still in the match.
Don Chuckles: I don’t know whether to call Justin Time absolutely brilliant or incredibly lucky, perhaps both!
Elsewhere, Dominic Reynolds is brawling with the first Freedom to enter the ring and he’s slowly losing the upper hand as the first Freedom lands savvy kicks and punches designed to slow Dominic down before he attempts a takedown, which works perfectly. Just before the first Freedom can unload in the ground and pound position, the other Freedom hits a brutal kick to the skull, loosening the mask, but not taking it off. He then bends down and looks to remove it, but before he can Justin Time hits a forearm smash to the back and distracts him.
Don Chuckles: Damn it Justin! Are you good for anything but crappy movies? We were about to see his identity!
Phil Latio: But Don, Justin has grossed mi-
Don Chuckles: Wrong guy Phil, I don’t care!
As the battle rages on, the countdown appears for the last man in the Royal Rumble!
Phil Latio: It’s time for our final competitor.
Don Chuckles: Lucky number thirty, the best one of them all!
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 21:28:25 GMT -5
“Time to play the game!” the cheers are deafening as Triple H’s signature theme by Motorhead begins to play. The cheers continue for twenty seconds after the sound of Lemmy’s voice surrounded the arena and they only increase in volume as number thirty steps into the arena, Triple H!
Phil Latio: Oh my! Triple H is number thirty and he means business, just look into those eyes! Those are eyes which have seen decades of wrestling and they are a pair of eyes which still have that same old spark in them ever since day one.
Don Chuckles: Yeah yeah, we’ve heard it all before from Triple H, we don’t need it from you as well!
The iconic Triple H takes a sip from his water bottle and then spits it out in a fine mist before performing his signature taunt flexing his muscles underneath the bright lights as the mist rains down, glistening underneath the arena lights. Triple H pours the remainder of his water bottle over his head before sprinting down towards the ring.
Phil Latio: It’s on!
Triple H enters the ring and he’s greeted by Justin Time, who falls to a right hand, then Dominic Reynolds, who suffers the same fate. POT is next and he charges at Triple H but he’s brought down with a brutal spinebuster! Finally the two Freedoms who are locked in a fierce fight are brought down by a double clothesline! Triple H looks about him and finds that there is no one left, so he flexes his muscles and receives a huge cheer of support and appreciation from the crowd.
Phil Latio: The King of Kings has brought his “A game” tonight and he’s taking no prisoners out there!
Don Chuckles: That’s for sure, but there’s a long way to go yet.
The first man to get to his feet is Justin Time and he goes straight for Dominic Reynolds. The two Freedoms keep fighting each other aside from Triple H, leaving Professor of Thuganomics for the King of Kings to do battle with.
Phil Latio: POT looks ready for the challenge, he’s been in since number twenty, accumulating twenty minutes.
Triple H makes his way over to POT and receives a stiff right hand blow for his troubles, so he returns the favour. POT kicks Triple H in the gut this time and whips him into the ropes before bending over to hit a back body drop, but Triple H has him scouted and he hits a facebuster before hooking the arms for a huge Pedigree!
Phil Latio: Pedigree!
POT stumbles around the ring after the Pedigree and Triple H finishes him off with a clothesline over the top rope!
PROFESSOR OF THUGANOMICS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
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Post by Stasis on Apr 24, 2011 21:35:39 GMT -5
Phil Latio: And we’re down to five, one of these men will ascend to glory!
The two Freedoms are still participating in a heated battle exchanging hard punches wit each other, but the second Freedom has started to get the better of the first and he hits a big kick to the gut, before Justin Time takes him out of the equation with a clothesline! The first Freedom tumbles all the way over the top rope!
Don Chuckles: It's over for Freedom! Freedom does an exceptional job of eliminating Freedom with some help from The World Premiere. Freedom won't like that, Freedom will be angry with what Freedom did to Freedom because Freedom....
Phil Latio: Okay Don, take a breather.
FREEDOM HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
As Freedom fell to the floor, he kicked a ringside official in the face, almost knocking him out cold in the process!
Phil Latio: Now there’s no official to see if anyone else is eliminated on that side! There could be some controversy as a result!
Suddenly the Freedom who was eliminated unmasks, revealing that Barton was underneath all along!
Don Chuckles: It looks like we’ve lost Barton, why did he dress up as Freedom? What was the point of that?
Barton removes all of Freedom’s attire to reveal his own underneath and as the official comes to, he sees Barton who says he’s recovered and ready to fight and Freedom inside the ring. The official immediately points to Freedom and tells him that he’s been eliminated and to get out of the ring!
Phil Latio: What!? The official thinks that Barton was Freedom and that he's illegally re-entered the ring! This is a terrible misunderstanding!
Freedom is enraged by this and pleads with the official, but to no avail. Freedom stomps his foot and nearly takes Time's head off with a clothesline before he gets out of the ring and from there, he picks up a steel chair, unfolds it and sits on the ramp, waiting for Barton so he can have his revenge.
Phil Latio: Barton just tricked everyone! He should be eliminated, Time knocked him out, but he deceived the official to remove his nemesis, Freedom.
Don Chuckles: Sheer brilliance is all I can say to that.
Justin Time faces up to Barton as he returns to the ring and Dominic Reynolds is already battling with Triple H.
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