Post by Christian Knight on Mar 5, 2013 6:14:26 GMT -5
Dark Match: Prove Yourself
This was listed as a battle royal but not that member superstars wanted to prove themselves to Thy WWE management. Vince offered this match for whoever needed to show something new or just to say "Hey Vince, I am the future!" Not that many wrestlers took the opportunity and it will be their lost. The match starts with Jamine Creed walking out from the back and into the ring. With a smirk on his face, he believed he was the only person coming down and that he could get a free win.
Well, Jamine Creed was wrong about one thing, he was not the only superstar in the match. Seconds before the match was going to be cancelled and Jamine was going to be declared the winner, Morgan runs out without a theme song. Morgan's first singles match is at Anarchy and against Jamine Creed. A minute goes by and no one else shows. So this battle royal turned into a singles match.
The match started off slow but like any other match, one man took control early. Morgan used his speed and got around Jamine. Morgan places Jamine in a head-lock and squeezes hard. Jamine ends up pushing Morgan off, Morgan runs into the ropes and back towards Creed. Morgan went for a quick cross body but Creed hits a power slam. Creed goes for the quick win but Morgan kicks out before the ref could hit 1. The match went back and fourth with good action but it ended with Morgan sealing the victory with a Raucous. (Front facelock dropped either into a cutter) Morgan pinned Creed and held on for the win.
Winner: Morgan
Match 1: Jacob Senn vs. Mystery Man
"Jacob Senn's Theme" blares over the loud speakers. Senn 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. After getting into the ring he makes his way towards his respective turnbuckle and awaits for his opponent.
There is silence, and Senn turns to question the ref. The ref is clueless.
Don Chuckles: Looks like Senn gets the win! Damn....
Phil Latio: I think it's a bad way to win, but congratulations to Senn nonetheless.
Don Chuckles: Shut the hell up.
Senn shakes his head, and makes his way to the ropes to leave the ring, when....
"Bleed for Me" by Saliva plays. Senn is confused, the crowed is confused... the arena goes dark, and a spotlight shines down on the stage. The suspense is building, building, building...
A person steps into the spotlight, and the crowd pops loud.
The lights flare back into life, and Senn looks like he just witnessed the Second Coming of Jesus.
Blade LaVigne walks along the ramp, as the crowd is cheering extremely loudly.
Phil Latio: My god! It's Blade LaVigne! We haven't seen him in a long while!
Don Chuckles: He's failure, isn't he? Never won a title in SCW.
LaVigne is face to face with Senn, who is shocked. Blade talks a little bit, and extends his hand. Senn takes it, albeit a bit shakily. Blade backs up into a corner, and the bell rings.
The two opponents circle around each other, and lock up.
Phil Latio: And the match now starts, a simple lock up...
Don Chuckles: This is so stupid.
Senn gets the upper hand on the slightly rusty Blade, and gets him in the headlock. They are there for a few moments, as Blade struggles. He manages to push Senn off, and Jacob bounces off ropes, into Blade who locks in a headlock of his own. Senn manages to break out quickly, and they get into a mix of punches and kicks, each trying to gain the upper hand.
Don Chuckles: i'm yawning.
Phil Latio: Hey, I think this match is getting good.
Don Chuckles: Do you really? I find it reeeeeeeeeeeallly captivating.
Blade backs Senn up into the turnbuckle, and goes in for the clothesline. Senn ducks, and Blade hits the turnbuckle. Senn begins raining punches down on the returning superstar. Blade lifts his forearms to his head to protect himself, and the referee calls Senn off. Blade recovers, but Senn goes back in. Blade manages to get in some punches, and Senn backs up, surprised.
Don Chuckles: So exciting.....
Phil Latio: Whatever, this match is great.
Don Chuckles: Vince paying you to say that?
Blade continues his assault. He backs up, and hits Senn with a hard spear. He goes in with the pin.
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Senn kicks out, and when he stands, Blade is bouncing off of the ropes. He connects with a clothesline, and Senn jumps up and is hit with another one. Blade bounces off of the ropes one last time, but Senn ducks and slams Blade down. Senn stands away from Blade for a second, taking a short break. LaVigne gets back up, and Senn takes a run at him. Blade bends over and backdrops Senn, who manages to stumble up. Blade locks in Jacob's head, and lifts him up for the suplex. Senn struggles, but Blade drops him down hard.
Don Chuckles: Is it over yet?
Blade stands up, and lifts Senn up by the hair. Jacob hangs onto Blade's arms, and Blade begins punching Senn, 5 or 6 shots to the skull. He lets go of Jacob, and winds up, and hits another shot that sends Jacob reeling backwards. He goes for another shot, but Senn ducks and hits a neckbreaker. They stay down for a little bit, and Senn is the first to stand. He drags Blade, and then mounts the turnbuckle. He perches there, waiting, ever patient. Finally, he flies, and Blade lifts his knees. Senn goes abdomen first into Blade's knees, and does a spectacular jump back and lands hard on the ground.
With the assistance of the ropes, LaVigne is up, and he drives his foot at an ever increasing interval into the abdomen of Senn. He backs up into the corner post, and crouches slightly, waiting, watching.
He waits, poised in the corner. Senn struggles up, and Blade speeds across the ring. Senn manages to go himself, and they both collide against each other, and fall down. Both of them lie on the cavas for a while, and it's blade who shows the first signs of life as he crawls towards Jacob Senn and draps a arm over him. The referee makes the count.
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Winner: Blade Lavigne
*Commercial*
Match 2: Bret Hart vs. “The Professor” Bob Cena
Submission Match
Submission Match
The score gets settled tonight. We have seen Bret Hart and “The Professor” Bob Cena go back and forth for the past several weeks with words and personal attacks. Tonight there has to be a winner and it will only come in the way of one man beating his opponent to the point of submission. No pinfalls, the only thing that matters tonight is heart.
First up we get the entrance music of Bret Hart blasting out over the arena speakers as he makes his way out and gets down and inside of the ring. A mere seconds later we hear the music of Bob Cena blast out over the speakers and “The Professor” emerge from the back. None of the usual bravado is seen from the man...instead we see Cena simply lock eyes with his opponent. After the referee asks the two of them if they understand the rules and and two quick nods and the referee motions for the bell to be rung and getting this match underway.
Don Chuckles: Can you feel it in the air Phil? Can you feel the excitement buzzing for these two titans to start tearing into each other?
Phil Latio: I can’t wait.
Cena and Hart pace around each other, both men trying to size the other up. Hart represents the past era of wrestling, while Cena has had a firm place near the top of the card. But this is going to be by far, one of his most formidable challenges. The two great men meet in the center of the ring and start to jaw back and forth, but jawing turns into getting physical as Cena throws a hard right at Hart, but Hart quickly fires a bomb back and the two big men start to trade stiff blows in the center of the ring. We see Hart adopt a MMA related style as he starts to get some steam and fire off a rapid barrage of lefts and rights into the chest and midsection of his foe. Hart then bounces off the ropes and charges back towards Cena and tries to drop him with a clothesline. Cena doesn’t fall though, and then grabs Hart and knees him in the stomach before bouncing off the ropes himself and as he comes back towards Hart, this time it’s he who goes for a clothesline, but gets a similar result as Hart doesn’t go down.
Don Chuckles: Neither man has budged so far Phil.
Phil Latio: I’m literally on the edge of my seat Donny.
Cena then bounces off the ropes again and as he charges towards Hart he gets stung with a big boot. Still not going down though, we see Hart nod in approval as he kicks Cena low and hits him with a DDT. Cena’s head bounces off of the mat as Hart immediately mounts him and goes for a cover, but then he stops himself and remembers that this is Submission only. And then we see Hart come back to his feet and pull Cena up. But Cena is able to fight Hart off and sting him with a neck breaker. We then see Cena pull Hart to his feet and hook him in an abdominal stretch in the center of the ring. Screaming for Hart to give it up, we see the official come in to make sure Hart is okay. Hart is defiantly shaking his head no as Cena gets a quick grin on his face before clubbing Hart in the stomach twice. The referee points at Cena and screams at him to not do that again which only causes the man to chuckle. After looking straight at the referee before hitting one more clubbing blow of his own, we see Cena struggle for a moment, before finally grimacing and lifting Hart up into a pump handle and dropping him down onto the mat. Hart flops around momentarily holding his back, but quickly covers up as Cena mounts him and starts to hit some stiff sounding closed fist left and right hands. Blatantly defying the rules now, we see the referee get gutsy as he pushes Cena off of Hart and warns him that if he doesn’t knock it off that he will get disqualified. Does he want to go out that way? I don’t think so…we see Hart quickly try to pull himself to his feet, but he is dropped back down to the mat as Cena stings him with a big boot. Cena then immediately gets on top of Hart and hooks both legs…he then floats over and cinches in a grapevine leg lock. Applying pressure we hear Cena scream for Bret to tap out, but he is resisting.
Don Chuckles: Started off even, but now Cena has the edge here Phil.
Phil Latio: This could go either way Donny boy.
Cena stands up, breaking the hold and starts to feel his confidence grow as he raises his arms and howls in the air. In the ring, he then turns back towards Hart, and leans down to pick him up, but all of a sudden his eyes bulge as Hart’s hand reaches up and chops Cena in the throat. Cena falls backwards and Bret quickly cinches in a rear naked choke. We see Cena start to pound on the arm of Hart, before shucking it off and grabbing him in a bear hug. Cena then contorts his body and stings Hart with a belly to belly suplex. Following up with an elbow drop, we see Cena take the arm of Bret and lock in an arm bar. Bret is able to counter the arm bar and get himself freed. Cena then gets up and measures Hart, but when Cena charges towards him, Cena is stung with a kick which staggers him backwards into a corner. Hart then hits a running splash before grabbing the right arm of his opponent and climbing the turnbuckles. We see Hart walk the tight rope before leaping off and trying to catch Cena with a kick to his head, but Cena is able to counter by punching Bret in the stomach as he lands. After a quick gut wrech throw, we see Cena mount Bret and cinch in a tight front face lock trying to get the tap out. Bret reverses the front face lock however and
Hart lifts Cena up to follow up, but his opponent surprises him by catching him with an overhead suplex.
Cena then immediately grabs the legs of Hart and turns him over and cinches in an STF. Oddly though, Cena lets go and stands back to his feet and goes to the opposite corner. On the ground we see Hart pound the mat in frustration as he pushes himself to his feet Cena charges Hart as he rises and goes for a flying shoulder block, but we see Hart hit a jumping kick to the side of Cena’s head. Cena falls to the mat starry eyed and we see Hart use the opportunity to lock in the Sharp Shooter. Cena uses his strength though to get to the ropes and force Hart to break the hold. The damage was done though as Hart then stands up proudly and does a taunt. Could it be time for the end? We see Hart pull Cena up and get him in a tombstone position. With Cena hanging precariously, we see him try and fight it off, but as the crowd shows there approval, we see Cena get drilled into the mat with a sit down Tombstone Piledriver. Cena is out cold and we see Bret roll back over and grab the legs of Cena to once again cinch in another Sharp Shooter. This time though Cena isn’t responsive and the referee rolls down to check on him to make sure he is conscious. Lifting his arm once it falls, second time it falls, a third time though we see that Cena still has life left in him as he starts to push himself up and towards the ropes. He gets there and Bret refuses to break the hold initially, only doing so at the count of four from the official.
Hart then grabs Cena and tosses him to the outside of the ring. We see the man land in a heap on the outside of the ring and slowly start to stir. Looking around, the fans cheer Hart as he charges towards Cena and leaps over the top rope, stinging his opponent with a plancha on the arena floor. We can hear a slight Holy Shit chant kick on in the arena as some of the fans are amazed by a man as old as Hart, being able to fly through the air so gracefully. Hart and Cena are both down on the floor as the referee starts to administer the ten count—1…2…both of them start to stir…3…4…both men are now on their feet…5…6…Hart stings Cena with a right hand before banging his head off of the apron. Rolling him inside of the ring, we can see Hart climb onto the apron and look at the head and neck of Cena hanging over. Hart then runs and jumps up in the air, bringing his right arm down and across the throat of Cena. Cena is holding his throat inside of the ring as Hart comes inside and mounts him. Turning over, we see Cena get once again put into the Sharp Shooter. Cena immediately starts to flail in pain as the referee comes and asks him if he wants to give up.
Don Chuckles: This could be the end Phil.
Phil Latio: Has Cena ever tapped out Donny?
Don Chuckles: I don’t think so Phil?
Cena clubs away at the legs of Hart, enough to loosen the hold of the Sharp Shooter and roll Hart away. Both Cena and Hart are down once again, as we can hear the fans in the stands showing their approval at the war being fought in front of them. The referee starts to administer his count again, getting up to five before Cena gets up, followed by Hart a mere milli seconds later.
Seizing this opportunity, we see Cena run, recover and sting Hart with a shoulder tackle. Hart flops back down and hits the mat hard as Cena looks down breathing heavily. Getting on top of his adversary, we see the referee admonish Cena for the closed fist punches that follow. What are these guys gonna have to do to beat each other? We see Cena stand up and now raise his arms into the air, screaming a defiant howl, we see Cena charge again and lift Hart up and into position for the Attitude Adjustment. Hart tries to fight his way out of it, but Cena uses his massive strength to muscle Hart over and onto the mat. We see Cena scream for the end as he gets back to his feet and calls for the end. He pulls Bret up, kicks Hart low and puts him into position. Calling for another Attitude Adjustment, we see Cena slam Hart down to the mat and waste no time as he turns Bret over and tightly locks in an STF. Bret does not tap out, but he is knocked out from the two finisher moves and the pain of the submission. After the referee looks closely, he makes a judgment call and awards the match to Cena.
Winner: Bob Cena via pass-out.
*Commercial*
Match Three: Joey The Bastard (c) vs Troy Motor
(Extreme Cage Match for the Intercontinal Championship)
(Extreme Cage Match for the Intercontinal Championship)
What do you do when somebody tells you that you're not good enough? Do you stop right there and accept it as the truth?
JTB: You're not a Knight... You never will be! You're not good enough!
Do you give up your dreams? Maybe in the real world, but in Thy WWE, you shut them up!
{Troy Motor is shown pinning JTB, and celebrating with Kevin Nash...}
But a real champion... A TRUE Champion must be able to do this on his own...
{We see Kevin Nash giving JTB a Jack Knife Powerbomb...}
JTB: You can't even beat me by yourself! You need some washed up has-been to do your dirty work for you...
{When opportunity knocks, and you've been backed in to a corner...}
JTB: Nash, if you beat me...
{JACK KNIFE}
JTB: Motorboat will get his shot... his LAST shot at my Intercontinental Championship!
{JACK KNIFE}
{We see JTB smoking Nash with a chair, getting himself intentionally disqualified...}
Phil Latio: Troy Motor is going to Anarchy! But wait... JTB's not done!
{We see JTB beating Nash down with the chair and locking him in a submission, tearing multiple ligaments and doing serious damage to Kevin Nash's leg...}
Don Chuckles: Troy Motor's gonna have to face The Bastard for the IC Title by himself when it matters the most!
{Joey the Bastard is shown holding the title high with an evil glare in his eyes and a wicked grin...}
JTB: YOU CAN'T BEAT ME!
And when the treachery of others brings you down...
{We see JTB beating down Troy Motor in the ring with the Knights at the fake induction from last week. Troy's face bloodied. JTB using the mic to cheap shot Troy than punching him in the face over and over again with the Ring of the Knights. Then hitting a Skrewdriver on a helpless Troy Motor...}
How you rebound from these obstacles will tell a story of the type of man that you are... Will you cover and admit defeat? Or will you do what real men do? Show the heart of a true champion and get back up... and... FIGHT!
{We see highlights from different instances where JTB and Troy Motor are engaged in a slug fest. We see both men getting the upper hand and we see a replay of the Jack Knifes that JTB has recieved...
Finally, we see a side view graphic of Troy Motor, and a side view graphic of JTB standing face to face... The Intercontinental Title is in the middle, and the Knight's ring in under it... The entire graphic is bordered in barbed wire and the background is of a steel cage. At the top of the graphic, it simply says... IT'S ON!}
{We cut back to the arena and the crowd is going wild. The lights dim and the cage starts to lower slowly...}
Phil: Here we go, folks, it's the moment of truth for these two superstars! This is NOT going to be for the weak at heart...
Don: Look at that ominous looking steel cage, Latio... I'd hate to be in the with The Bastard here tonight... Say good bye to Troy Motor for a long time, cause things are fixin' to get extreme!
Phil: Right you are, Don, but don't count Troy Motor out just yet. He's shown in the passed that he can actually beat Joey...
Don: Nash beat The Bastard, look at the tape, you idiot! And look what happened to him... He's out of action at the hands of The Bastard, and I bet we never see Kevin Nash in Thy WWE again because of it. You piss The Bastard off, and you have to pay the price, and Troy Motor has for sure... pissed of The Bastard!
Phil: The Intercontinental Championship will be on the line in this unique match up, but that's not all that it's about... It's about gaining the respect of your fellow man... It's about showing the world that you deserve to be here...
Don: Don't spew us all that bull crap, Latio... Troy Motor is upset that The Bastard didn't deem him worthy to be in The Knights, and I don't blame him! So what does Troy do? He gets his big buddy to lay The Bastard out... For The Bastard, it's about revenge... It's about putting Troy Motor in his place, and to inflict a hell of a lot of pain along the way. But most of all... It's about that twelve pounds of gold and leather called the IC Title. Troy Motor shit his own bed, Latio, and now he's going to have to lay in it tonight!
{"Drag You Down" by Finger Eleven hits and the crowd begins to give a mixed reaction. It's mixed, but it's loud. Troy Motor explodes through the curtain like a man possessed. He forehead has a half healed scab up near his hairline...}
Phil: Troy Motor looking to shut Joey the Bastard up here tonight once and for all, and I for one, hope he does just that! I'm sick of Joey running around Thy WWE like he's some sort of big shot...
Don: But, he is a big shot, Latio... He's the Intercontinental Champion... He's a member of the most dominant force in the history of Thy WWE! I mean, look at the scab on Troy Motor's head... Proof right there of how much of a big shot Joey the Bastard truly is and will be after tonight.
{Troy Motor stomps down the aisle and looks at the crowd at ringside. Some of them boo, but a lot of them are cheering. Troy looks pissed off, but nods to them as he passes. He goes up the steps and enters the ring though the door of the cage. Troy then starts to shake the walls of the cage like a mad man as the crowd cheer.}
Phil: Troy Motor is pumped tonight! This may be the most important match of his career, and if he can pull it off... The most important win of his career.
Don: Not gonna happen, Latio...
{The music dies down and Troy stand in the ring, pissed off and ready to fight. The crowd starts to get restless waiting for Joey the Bastard...}
Phil: The audacity of this man... Making us all wait...
{"Terror" by The Virus hits and crowd roar in a chorus of boos as JTB emerges from the back holding the IC Title above his head with a smirk on his face. He holds the title out in front of him as he passes the fans in the aisle, yelling at them...}
Phil: Such a disrespectful son of a bitch! You know, there was a time when, for some reason, these fans embraced this man! Then he stabbed us all in the back and joined The Knights... I hope he gets wha he deserves tonight!
Don: What he deserves? What? You mean revenge? Yeah, he sure will get what he deserves, and Troy Motor is gonna get his, too!
Phil: He's not even acknowledging his opponent! If he underestimates Troy Motor, we're gonna have a new champion! As bad of an attitude that Troy Motor has shown himself to have, I admire him for not sitting down and taking crap from The Bastard. He could have easily ran for the hills and not accepted this match, but he showed some testicular fortitude and now we're in for an all out war!
{The Bastard is walking around the cage, jawing with the fans at ring side, shoving the IC Title in their faces...}
Phil: Let's talk about this steel cage, Don... One side wrapped in barbed wire... Two steel chairs hanging in opposite corners of the ring... If you look up to the top of the cage, in each corner, there is a wooden table perched high above the ring. And look at that bag hanging from the side of the cage... I cringe when I think about what could be inside that bag...
{Troy has had enough... He quickly exits the ring and runs at Joey the Bastard who is still engaged in verbal warfare with the ring side fans in attendance. Joey turns around at the last second and is clotheslined hard to floor. The crowd roar as JTB, bewildered, tries to crawl away from Troy Motor. Troy stays on him though, and clubs him across the back then grabs JTB by the head and pulls him up and slams in face first in to the side of the cage. The Bastard stumbles back, holding his face as they are now in front of the announce table...}
Phil: Troy Motor has had enough! No more fun and games! No more procrastinating. The moment is now, and Troy Motor is beating The Bastard's punk ass!
Don: He's a coward! Attacking The Bastard from behind like that!
{Troy slams JTB face first on to the announce table, and JTB holds his jaw. Troy does it again and when JTB pops up, Troy clotheslines him hard to the floor once more. The crowd is going wild and a Troy Motor chant is starting. JTB slowly back up and Troy bounces his head against the cage once more. They are getting closer to the door now, and Troy has JTB by the head and slams JTB face first in to the steel steps at the door. JTB lays on the steps for a few seconds then lifts his head up just as Troy Motor swings the door like a behemoth. The steel cage door hits The Bastard square in the face with a THWACK! and JTB crumples to the floor. Troy then picks JTB up and shoves him under the ropes through the door and into the ring. Troy follows and gthe ref calls for the bell...
DING DING DING
Phil: And the title is on the line! You can win this match by pinfall, submission, or by escaping the cage and both feet must hit the floor...
{The ref on the outside closes the door as the crowd is buzzing. A Troy Motor chant is in full swing now. JTB is in a sitting position now and is begging Troy to hold off, giving the time out gesture. Troy looks down at him laughing and looking out to the crowd, pointing. Troy then nods his head and extends his hand to help JTB up. JTB graciously reaches out but gets a slap in the face instead of help much to the delight of the crowd. Troy grabs JTB's arm and whips him but pulls him back and lifts him up, hitting a Stun Gun type move on JTB, sending JTB face first in to the wall of the cage. JTB rolls on the mat, clutching his face and slamming his feet on the mat. Troy pulls JTB up the head and holds him there. Troy then points to the side of the cage and the crowd cheers him on. Troy then slams JTB face first in to the side of the cage...}
Phil: Troy Motor is in full control! I bet JTB wishes he could escape the cage right now!
Don: Come on, you Bastard!
{Toy has JTB up again by the head, but this time he points to the side of the cage that is wrapped in barbed wire. The crowd explode with cheers as JTB shakes his head no, and begs Troy not to do it. Troy has none of it and sends JTB face first in the barbed wire walls of the steel cage...}
Phil: Oh my God! That's gotta hurt, Don!
Don: He's sick, Latio! Troy Motor is sick!
Phil: He's just giving Joey a taste of his own medicine!
{Joey falls back, and we now see the damage done by the barbs...}
Phil: And The Bastard's been busted open! How does it feel?
{Blood starts to trickle from the holes in The Bastard's forehead as Troy goes for a cover. The ref moves in...}
Phil: Troy Motor looking to make quick work of The Bastard here!
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Don: A little barbed wire won't keep The Bastard down!
{Troy pulls JTB back up and sets him up a powerbomb...}
Phil: He's gonna hit him with the Jack Knife!
{Joey notices the situation that he's in and quickly gets out of it, and clutches the side of the cage, looking a little taken a back...}
Phil: Oh, and JTB gets away, but look at his face, Don... He looks genuinely frightened of the Jack Knife Power Bomb. He's felt it before, and I don't blame him for being scared...
Don: He's not scared, dammit! He's smart...
{JTB shakes his head then moves towards Troy. Troy boots him in the gut and sets him up for the move again. Joey frantically breaks free and clutches the side of the cage once more...}
Phil: Yeah, he's scared of the Jack Knife for sure, Don... There's no denying that!
Don: The Bastard's not afraid of anything.
{Troy lunges at JTB who is in the corner. He connects with a shoulder to the gut, then starts to drive his shoulder repeatedly in to the midsection of JTB. Troy then lifts JTB up and sits him on the top turnbuckle. While Troy is climbing up with him, JTB reaches up and unhinges a steel chair hanging in the corner. He awkwardly slams it on the top of Troy's head and Troy stumbles backward. JTB stands up on the top rope and holds the chair over his head and jumps off, smacking Troy in the head with chair. Troy goes down in a heap and the blood starts to flow...}
Don: YES! YES! YES!
Phil: Oh no, and now Troy Motor's been busted open again thanks to The Bastard. We all knew it was only a matter of time before that wound got opened up again...
{JTB falls on top of Troy and the ref moves in to count...
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Don: That was three!
{JTB starts to stomp Troy in the chest, then he drops a quick leg drop across the chest. Then JTB drops another quick leg drop, and then stands up and takes running start. He leaps up and double stomps Troy Motor in the chest. Troy gasps and can't seem to catch his breath. He gets up trying to do so, and JTB has the chair. He hits Troy in the gut with then drops it. JTB then drops Troy on to the chair with a huge DDT. JTB goes for the cover with out hooking the leg...
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KICKOUT!
Joey looks enraged as he slaps the mat, blood still trickling down his face. He looks up at the other chair hanging in the corner then a sick sile comes across his face. The crowd is booing now as The Bastard flips them off and climbs up to the second rope and unhinges the second chair. JTB then moves back to Troy and flips him on to his stomach. JTB then shoves the chair under Troy's face and grabs hold of the other chair...}
Phil: Oh no! He wouldn't! Look at his face! Joey the bastard is the most psychotic man I've ever met!
Don: DO IT! FINISH HIM!
{JTB holds the chair above his head, then goes for the One Man Con-Chair-To. Troy moves at the last second, and the two chairs connect with a loud CRACK!. Troy up quickly and dropkicks the chair back in to JTB's face. JTB drops it, and Troy grabs him, lifts him up, and slams him hard on to the chair with a Spinebuster. Troy stays up top for the cover, hooking the leg...
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KICKOUT!
The crowd OHH's as they can't believe that The Bastard kicked out. Troy can't believe it either as he gets in the ref's face and starts to push him around...}
Phil: No, Troy, don't start this! This type of behavior is uncalled for!
Don: What a baby...
{Troy turns back to The Bastard and pulls him up, and sets him up for the Jack Knife. JTB drops down to one knee and hits Troy with a low blow as the crowd boos. JTB then musters up all of his strength and lifts Troy up and drops him with the Skrewdriver...}
Phil: SKREWDRIVER!
Don: That's it! It's over!
{Both men lay in the centre of the ring. The ref doesn't know what to do.}
Don: Come on, Joey... Pin him!
{Joey starts to move. He reaches out and drapes his arm across Troy Motor's chest. The ref starts the count...
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KICKOUT!}
Phil: HE KICKED OUT! TROY MOTOR KICKED OUT!
Don: It can't be!
{JTB looks at Troy and his face turns red. Even more red than with the blood covering it. JTB gets to his feet and heads to the corner. He clibs up to the top rope and starts to climb the cage...}
Phil: Looks like JTB is gonna try to escape the cage!
{He reaches up and grabs one of the four tables on the top of the cage, and pulls it down. He almost drops it but manages to keep it from falling. JTB perches himself on the top rope and then proceeds to Super-Plex the table right on to Troy Motor...]
Don: That's innovation right there, Latio...
Phil: Indeed it is, Don.
{JTB then pulls Troy up and lays him out on top of the table after setting it up. The JTB starts to climb the cage slowly. A little too slowly as Troy gains some strength and follows JTB up the cage. He clubs JTB in the back and both men stand on top of the ropes. Troy continues to club JTB then sets him up and smashes JTB through the table with a Back Suplex...}
Phil: And both men are done once again. Troy Motor took as much damage from that move as The Bastard did!
Don: What a dumbass!
{Troy slowly gets up and stumbles. He starts to climb the cage but loses his footing on the ropes and lands crotch first on the top rope. The crowd gasp and Troy's eye go wide...}
Don: HAHAHAHAHA!
Phil: No matter how many times that happens to Troy Motor, it can't hurt any more than it does right now!
{Troy falls to the mat holding his groin. JTB watched this all go down and is laughing. He looks to the cage, and starts to climb up. But he's climbling the side that is covered with barbed wire...}
Phil: This may not be the right course of action to take for The Bastard...
Don: Are you kidding me? Troy Motor is done... Besides, The Bastard likes to live dangerously!
{JTB struggles to get passed the barbs as they prick him a few times. One last prick and JTB loses his grip. He falls backward, but his leg gets caught in the cage, and the barbed wire. The crowd cheer loudly as JTB screams in pain while trapped up side down. Troy sees this, and slowly starts to try to crawl toward the cage door...}
Phil: Troy Motor has the perfect chance to win this match! Go, Troy! You've got it!
Don: That's not fair! NOT FAIR!
{Troy is inching closer and closer to the door. He reaches the ropes as The Bastard frantically waves his arm, trying to grab Troy. Troy has his head out the door...}
Phil: Troy's out! He's out!
Don: Only his head, Latio! Both feet need to touch the floor! Look! The Bastard is breaking free! Thank God!
{JTB falls to the mat from being trapped, and Troy is getting out of the cage. Troy pulls himself out and puts both hands on the floor, but JTB grabs his leg at the last second. Troy kicks JTB in the face, casuing JTB to let go, but JTB lunges back and grabs Troy's foot again. Troy gets a leg out of the cage and it touches the floor...}
Phil: Troy's won it! TROY WINS!
Don: NO! ONLY ONE FOOT TOUCHED THE FOOR!
{The Bastard has Troy's other foot and heaves on it, causing Troy to fall down. JTB uses every resource available in his body to pulls Troy Motor back inside the cage as the ref closes the door behind him...}
Phil: This crowd is going insane! I thought it was over!
Don: It's over when JTB says it's over!
{Troy leans in a sitting position in the corner. JTB stands across the ring from him and flips the crowd off then charges, booting Troy in the side of the jaw, sending his face in to the steel cage. JTB then backs up and does it again. Then JTB walks over and grabs the bag hanging on the side of the cage...}
Phil: Oh no... It can't be...
Don: THUMB TACKS!
{The crowd roar as JTB starts to sprinkle the tacks on the mat. He wags his tongue at them and tastes his own blood then grabs Troy, setting him up for a Jack Knife of his own. Troy goes down to one knee, and hits JTB below the belt...}
Phil: An eye for an eye!
Don: OH NO!
{Troy quickly spins around and grabs JTB and lifts up, dropping him with Jack Knife Power Bomb on to the thumb tacks! The crowd groans as JTB screams out in pain, but is stunned from the move...}
Phil: I haven't seen anything like this in my life! These two men are putting it all on the line for these fans! Listen to them!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!
{The crowd is indeed going wild. There is no more booing going on. Only clapping and cheering for the two men. Troy gets up and starts to climb the cage in the corner. He looks back down at JTB, and pulls a table down. It slams on the mat besides JTB who hasn't moved. Then Troy scales the cage to another corner and pulls down another table...}
Phil: Leave the ring Troy! You've won!
Don: He wants to make The Bastard feel pain just like The Bastard made him feel... Big mistake! Get up, JTB!
{Troy sets up one table, then grabs the other. He sets it up, then lifts it and places it on top of the first table. JTB is standing now and we see thumb tacks stuck in his back and rear end. Troy turns around the The bastard starts to go crazy with rapid rights and lefts and elbows, knees, and boots. The Bastard moves with rapid speed. Then The Bastard explodes with an over head belly to belly sending Troy crashing on to the tacks for his turn. The Bastard can barely stand. He starts to climb the cage, but can barely make it up...}
Phil: The crowd is going wild! I don't think they give a damn if this man is a Bastard! They know that these two men are killing each other for THEM!
Don: Go, Joey! CLIMB!
{Troy gets to his feet and falls back down again. He feels the tacks in his back and wipes the blood from his face. He looks up and sees The Bastard sitting on top of the cage. Troy moves like a cheetah and climbs the cage after JTB. He catches up and starts to hammer away on The Bastard. The Bastard kicks Troy in the face as JTB has the higher ground. JTB slams Troy's face in to the cage and grabs a hold of his head. Troy is out of it, and JTB holds him there as he looks around the arena at the crowd going crazy. JTB then leaps off the top of the cage while holding Troy's head...}
Phil: OH MY GOD!
Don: AHHH!
{JTB bulldogs Troy off the top of the cage and both men crash through the double stacked tables. The crowd begin a Holy Shit chant again and the ref goes in to count as Joey is on top of Troy Motor...
1...
2...
3!
DING DING DING!
Steve Cruise: The winner of this match and STILL Thy WWE Intercontinental Champion... Joey The BASTARD!
{"Terror" hits as the cage starts to lift up from the ring. EMTs rush to the ring to check on both men. The crowd is showing their appreciaition as the ref holds up JTB's limps hand...}
Winner – Joey The Bastard
*Commercial*
Match 4: Gravespawn Vs CM Punk
TLC - TV Championship Match
TLC - TV Championship Match
Returning from a commercial we see the ring surrounded by Tables, Ladders and a few chairs.
Stevie Cruise – “Ladies and Gentlemen this next match is a TLC MATCH! And it is for the THY Television Championship. Introducing first, the challenger! CM PUNK!”
The static cuts the banter among thy WWE fans who are sitting in attendance waiting ever so patiently for the next bout. Once the static is blared out of the PA system and “Cult Of Personality” by Living Colour plays, the fans of all ages - children and adults all alike rise up onto their feet with their arms waving in the air. We see signs rise up above peoples' heads, signs that take up a few people in length as we have die-hard CM Punk fans present in any arena. We see signs that say, "BEST IN THE WORLD!" and "CM PUNK!" as the lights within the arena begin to flicker. The lights flicker on and off in the arena with a white flicker. The uproar of fans is heard cheering loudly which is almost deafening at this point. In the arena, these fans cheer loudly for the Second City Saint who is bound to come out. Chants begin to rise within the arena, "CM PUNK! CM PUNK! CM PUNK!" the chants are loud and powerful as they're wanting the Straightedge Superstar to make his presence known. Suddenly, coming out from behind the curtains is no other than the Drug-Free Superstar of WWE, as THE BEST IN THE WORLD himself, CM Punk! CM Punk comes out of the curtains with energy as he gets down on one knee and cups his hands and shouts IT'S CLOBBERIN TIME!! then spins around and looks down towards the ring. Sweat can be seen dampening the forehead of CM Punk, making his head seemingly glossy and shiny. Punk sports a black elbow taping, white wrist tapings that are wrapped tight around his wrists with red X's marked on each fist, and wearing his KNEES 2 FACES T-Shirt... CM Punk's facial hair is heavy as his hair on his head is gelled back heavily. CM Punk wears a black tight/chicago flag attire with stars on the trunks for tonight's bout with black shorts over his trunks. The fans are greatful at this moment as standing on the stage is The Best In The World who seems delighted to see the 'fantastic' ovation from the 'fans'. Punk makes his way down the steel entrance ramp where he is the first to walk down tonight. Fans are struggling their bodies over the barricades, reaching at CM Punk with arms outstretched just so they can pat at Chicago's Favorite Son on the back. A grin appears on Punk's face as he embraces the fans and keeps on walking with a smile on his face. Punk then looks at the fans and he simply walks on, Punk smirks before reaching the end of the entrance ramp where he suddenly makes his way over to the steel steps. He walks up the steps and picks up the set WWE branded microphone that was placed on top, and grasps it in his hand. He now walks on the ring apron then steps inside of the ring. The fans cheer loudly once CM Punk steps into the ring. The fans continue to chant, "CM PUNK! CM PUNK! CM PUNK!" as Punk goes up onto the nearest turnbuckle, climbing the second rope and shouting WHATS MY NAME AND BEST IN THE WORLD!!. Punk would then jump down before taking off his shirt and black shorts tossing it out of the ring before walking towards the center and sitting indian style in the center of the ring waiting for his opponent.
Steve Cruise – “And now introducing the Champion! GRAVESPAWN!”
Gravespawn’s music blares over the loud speakers. Gravespawn 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. After getting into the ring he makes his way towards his respective turnbuckle. The ref takes the title from him and he shows it to the crowd then to CM Punk. The noose is lowered to the ring and the ref secures it into place. It then is returned above the ring.
The ref checks both men and they both nod in signal that they are ready. The bell is rung. Both men square off in the middle of the ring. Punk trying to gain an early upper hand kicks Gravespawn to the gut a drops him with a DDT. He grabs the hair of Gravespawn and delivers a flurry of knee shots to his ribs. Gravespawn rolls around the ring in pain as Punk rolls out of the ring to pick up two chairs. He drops one of them in the ring. The other in hand he stalks is victim as he gets to his feet. Punk connects the steel to the face of Gravespawn.
Don Chuckles – “This could end quite early on Phil.”
Phil Latio – “I hope not I love TLC’s!”
Punk rolls out of the ring again and this time he slides in a table followed by a ladder. He climbs back into the ring and he leans the table against a turnbuckle. Gravespawn by now has got to his feet just as Punk turns around to be greeted by a spear sending punk and himself through the table. The crowd are on their feet screaming with awe! The ref goes to check on both men. Gravespawn gets to his feet and stumbles to get to the ladder. He sets it up under the belt and he starts to climb the rungs. Punk by now has climbed the turnbuckle and he shouts to Gravespawn, he looks over and gets a dropkick to the ribs sending both men back to the ring.
Don Chuckles – “Both men want this way too much to let it just slip away.”
Phil Latio – “This is awesome Don!”
The ref has managed to clear the debris from the table in the corner. The ladder is laid out over both men as they both stagger to their feet pushing the ladder off of them. Gravespawn scoop slams punk onto the ladder. He climbs the near turnbuckle and he leg drops onto punk. Punk evades the attack and Gravespawn lands ass first onto the ladder. He sits there in pain as punk picks up the chair in the ring and he swings it at Gravespawn. Gravespawn ducks and kicks punk in the gut making him drop the chair. He jumps up and DDT’s punk face first onto the chair.
Don Chuckles – “Its back and forth! No one is gaining the upper hand here!”
Phil Latio – “This is brutal”
Gravespawn has exited and entered the ring again with a table. He sets it up on the far side of the ring and then sets up the ladder next to it. He slowly begins to climb the ladder. Punk is stirring and Gravespawn notices. He jumps down and delivers an elbow to the chest of Punk. Punk rolls out of the ring in pain. Gravespawn takes the opportunity to climb the ladder. He makes it to the top and he reaches up to his title. It’s just within grasp as Punk rushes into the ring and he pushes the ladder over sending Gravespawn onto the floor outside the ring. Punk staggers to the turnbuckle and he jumps down on top of his opponent. He gives a few strikes to the face of Gravespawn and then he climbs off of Gravespawn. Punk sets up a table on the outside. He lifts up Gravespawn for a power bomb through the table but Gravespawn has locked his legs around Punks neck to stop him from being dropped. Gravespawn punches Punk in the head a few times and then releases his legs and drops down from the shoulders of Punk.
Don Chuckles – “Inside the ring outside the ring. These two want this fight everywhere.”
Phil Latio – “The fans want the fight anywhere!”
Both men are exchanging blows as the fans begin to chant THIS IS AWESOME, THIS IS AWESOME, THIS IS AWESOME. Punk swings for Gravespawn and he ducks again and he Samoan drops Punk through the table. The fans again begin the chant HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT. Gravespawn gets to his feet and slides into the ring. He grabs the ladder that is draped over the ropes and he drags it to the center. Looking up he wipes the blood from his eyes and he climbs up the rungs. Slowly he climbs as Punk comes to on the outside and he notices what’s happening in the ring. Punk slides into the ring and he starts to climb the ladder as Gravespawn gets to the top. Gravespawn reaches up to get his title as Punk joins him at the top. Both men exchange blows stood on the second from top rung. Both men’s legs are getting wobbly and they find it hard to keep their balance. Punk looks down and notices the table set up earlier by Gravespawn. Punk punches Gravespawn in the gut and then lifts up Gravespawn onto his shoulders. He looks down again at the table and he throws Gravespawn over his head through the table below. Punk reaches up to the belt but he loses his balance and falls down to the ring below. Both men are stirring as the ref checks on them both.
Don Chuckles – “I think they’re both out cold.”
Phil Latio – “But we need a winner. Someone has to win!”
The ref looks to the time keeper. Both men are out cold. The ref checks on Gravespawn as Punk rises first. He picks up Gravespawn by the hair and he delivers a belly to belly for good measure. Punk signals for the GTS. He picks up Gravespawn once more and GTS! Punk lays out the champion Punk now turns his attention to the title. He moves the ladder right under the belt and he slowly makes his way to the top. His legs dragging him down as he slowly gets to the top.
Phil Latio – “Come on Punk! You can do it!”
Punk is at the top he reaches up but his body is aching and he just can’t reach. He stands right on the top of the ladder. He reaches up once more and this time his hand is on the belt. His grasp tightens as he goes to unbuckle the belt. It slowly comes away. Gravespawn has climbed the ladder behind Punk and he low blows Punk. Gravespawn puts his head between Punks legs and he sit-down power-bombs him to the mat below.
Don Chuckles – “OH MY GOD! PUNK HAD IT HE HAD IT!”
Phil Latio – “But he didn’t quite have enough of it. That grip on the belt will be weakened now.”
Gravespawn kicks off Punk and he in turn lifts up Punk onto his shoulders, KNIGHTS END! He drops Punk to the mat. He drops a few elbows onto the back of Punk to make sure he stays down. Gravespawn turns his attention to the fallen ladder. He goes to pick it up but Punk grabs his leg. Gravespawn turns around and stomps Punk on the back of the head with his free foot. Punk releases his grasp. Gravespawn walks to the ladder and he picks it up and sets it up. He starts to climb as Punk crawls to the bottom rung on the other side of the ladder. Gravespawn notices Punk and he tries to get the belt before he makes it to the top. The belt just slipping in his sweaty fingertips. Punk makes it to the top. Punk connects with a right. Gravespawn connects with a right. They are matching punch for punch.
Don Chuckles – “I can’t watch!”
Phil Latio – “Someone’s going to fall!”
CM Punk lands in a quick right handed thud and Gravespawn fall from the ladder and drops down towards the Canvas with a thud. CM Punk climbs the ladder he unlatches the championship belt and the referee rings the bell to signal for the winner. Ding, ding, ding. CM Punk raises the championhip high above his head with a smile on his face and shows it to the cameras. The show then goes to a commercial.
Winner: New Television Champion CM Punk
*Commercial*