Post by Vince McMahon on Nov 27, 2013 22:53:08 GMT -5
Thy WWE Presents
RAW 120
Location: Wembley Stadium, London, England
RAW 120
Location: Wembley Stadium, London, England
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Our show begins with two spotlights being shined at a luxury skybox. In this luxury skybox we can see number one contender to the World Championship and the winner of the 2013 Ascension Rumble in Scott Wilson sitting in an oversized throne drinking a beverage while he has one woman fanning him and another rubbing his feet. Standing up, the arena camera zooms in closer to Scott and we can see that he is wearing a headset microphone, with the talking piece lifted up. Standing up and taking a couple of steps forward, we can see Scott lift the mouthpiece down and start to speak.
Scott Wilson: How does the saying go…actions speak louder then words? Yeah that’s it…for the last couple of weeks I have been allowing you all the opportunity to bask in the ambience of my magnificence. But the confetti, the streamers, the pyrotechnics was nice and all; while nice, it wasn’t really on the celebratory level that a man of my stature commands. Fret not though Thy WWE audience, I have graciously decided once again to give you a truly fitting chance to stare immortality in the face.
BEHOLD!
Pointing to the arena big screen we see it come to life, and it’s an outside shot of the London city. A low noise can be heard in the distance, drawing audibly louder as it gets closer. For a while nothing remains visible on the arena big screen, then we can see lights and what looks like two aircraft slowly flying in with something that they are carrying which is attached to them. What is going on here? More time lapses and we see that it is two helicopters with something attached that they are towing. They stop and hover outside the arena in the courtyard and then slowly begin to lower their package onto the ground. Once the package touches the ground we hear Scott Wilson speak once more.
Scott Wilson: Ladies and gentleman, I give you GREATNESS PERSONIFIED!
With a hand gesture we see the two helicopters unsecure their straps and the cover of the package falls. What stands before us outside the arena, is a giant statue of “The Last King” Scott Wilson. Wilson has his arms raised in the air with what looks like a championship belt.
Scott Wilson: I know each week it’s hard for you all to meet the goals you set for yourself, not all of you can be as determined as I am. Not all of you can be as driven as I am. Every goal I set for myself I complete, such as being the new holder of the Thy WWE World Championship. I mean I think I look pretty good raising a title belt in the air, don’t you think Christian?
We see Scott make another gesture like he wants the feed to fade to black, which it starts too, but then we hear a familiar voice speak.
Voice: ENOUGH!
It’s General Manager and World Champion Christian Knight who steps into the frame of the shot as the feed comes back to life. We can see Knight take a look up at the statue and slowly start to shake his head as he stares daggers into the arena, almost at and through his challenger.
General Manager Knight: You wanted my attention Scott, you have it.
I’ve watched your little circus parades and dick swinging show for the last two weeks Scott. I’ve been watching you pander to the crowd, shoving your accomplishment down their throats. Do you know what I say to that Scott?
Who the hell cares?
You won the Royal Rumble, but honestly, who was in there that you overcame?
Sir Luscious Leftfoot…yeah, last time I checked this was neither Soul Train or America’s Got Talent so beating him isn’t anything spectacular.
Kurt Orton…nuff said there.
Bob Cena…yeah this isn’t Freestyle Friday on BET, so no big deal there.
Blade LaVigne…are we at a Cajun cook off? No…big woop.
The point I’m trying to make to you Scott is a simple one.
Christian Knight slaps the World Title around his waist.
This belt around my waist shows that I am the major league, the wars I have with guys like Beno and Jacob Senn are major league displays. There is a reason why it’s my name on the marquee week in and week out, there is a reason why I am at the top of the mountain Scott.
I don’t only talk a big game Scott, I let my actions back it up.
All I hear from you now, hell all I’ve ever heard from you Scott is talk, talk, talk, talk some more. Well come Wrestlemania I am going to take a great joy in silencing your big mouth once and for all.
Wait…
Forget that, I think I’m going to silence you right now.
We see Knight look over at the statue of Scott Wilson and get a grin on his face as he walks over to it and starts to inspect it, slowly feeling the surface and knocking on it as we can see Scott getting visibly angry in his arena skybox.
Scott Wilson: Don’t…touch….my….statue
Knight puts two hands on it and pauses for a moment.
General Manager Knight: Actions speak louder then words, was that what I heard you say Scott? Well what does this tell you!
We then see General Manager Knight push with his might and the statue of Scott Wilson slowly leans to the left and starts to tip over. Gravity does the rest as the statue falls completely over and cracks into two pieces with a split between the upper and lower body. Looking down at the now destroyed statue, we see Knight start to chuckle.
General Manager Knight: Welcome to the big leagues Scott, I guarantee you won’t be here long. See you at Wrestlemania!
Knight walks off the shot and the arena screen fades to black as we see Scott Wilson just start to go ballistic as he is kicking and throwing stuff around his sky box. The show then fades to commercial break as we see Scott let off a loud roar of anger.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Phil Latio: Wow, what a way to open up the show..But like always, I am Phil Latio.
Don Chuckles: And I am Don Chuckles, welcome to RAW!
Phil Latio: Let us get straight to our first match Don, Dean Ambrose is scheduled to face Jamine Creed.
Match One
The first match of the show began like any other, both men taking their normal amount of time to enter the ring and try to hype their own fans up. Jamine hasn't been seen in forever so no one really cheered or boo'd for him and Dean Ambrose received all boo's. Rumors were that Dean didn't even want to show this week, telling Vince too book him in big matches and to tell his booking staff to stop booking him in and I quote, "Squash" matches. I could see Dean saying that, even though, you must earn those big matches and you just can't demand them. Jamine Creed and Vince earlier this week had a chat and agreed on, if Jamine doesn't give Dean a challenge (RP) that he would be inactive and not eligible for Wrestlemania.
From the effort given in this match, (none) Creed seemed to draw his own future by not taking advantage of Dean Ambrose's lazy work attitude. Dean ended up winning with a roll up. Rumors also came in about Dean and Kurt Orton both talking about talking a LOA till Mania and expecting to come in whenever they want, expecting big matches. Those rumors were laughed abound by Vince and Thy Management. But that is for a whole new time and place.
Winner of the Match: Dean Ambrose (No Show From Jamine)
Phil Latio: Thanks for wasting TV time.
Don Chuckles: Thy needs a talent up roar soon.
Phil Latio: Let's move to our next match...Right after this commerical break!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Match Two
Raw comes back from commercial break and Steve Blackman and Hardkore Comley are in the ring. Each man on either side of the ring with the ref in the middle with Steve Cruise holding his mike.
Steve Cruise – “Ladies and Gentlemen this next contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first The Lethal Weapon Steve Blackman!”
The fans go wild for the hardcore maniac. Steve then points to the other side of the ring.
Steve Cruise – “And introducing his opponent HARDKORE COMLEY!”
The fans go wilder for their home grown hero as Steve cruise exits the ring. The ref checks both men and he calls for the bell. Steve Blackman goes for a running superkick but Comley grabs his foot and he sweeps the other one. Both men crash to the floor and they start to exchange blows as they get back to their feet. Comley gets Steve to a corner and he hooks his arms round the top rope. Comley walks to the opposite corner and he runs and uses his own weight to slam Steve against the corner. Steve drops to the floor and Comley takes Steve to the middle of the ring and he drops an elbow onto Steve’s ribs.
Don Chuckles – “Comley surely has home field advantage this week.”
Phil Latio – “It seems to be helping him right now.”
Back in the ring Comley is running to the ropes. He bounces off them and he atomic leg drops Steve. Steve rolls around in pain holding his neck. Comley then picks up Steve and he fore arm smashes him in the face. He throws Steve off the ropes and he irish whips him to the opposite side. Comley then Hip Tosses Steve back to the mat. Steve tries to get back to his feet but Comley kicks him in the back of the leg taking him back to the mat. Comley then picks up Steve again. Steve is on his feet and Comley calls for the end. Comley runs to the ropes again and he come back at Steve. Comley tries to hit a superkick but Steve ducks and connects with a superkick of his own. Comley hits the deck and Steve goes for a pin.
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Winner: Steve Blackman
Don Chuckles – “Oh My GOD! Steve just kicked the life out of Comley!”
Phil Latio – “I guess the home field didn’t really help much. What a shot from Steve!”
Don Chuckles: Up next, after this quick commercial break, we have Court in Camelot!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Court In Camelot
We come back from commercial to the sound of the Knight's theme filling the stadium. The crowd is booing wildly as Beno walks out from the back wearing his usual attire complete with the ring of former Knights on his belt. Beno is wearing the Crown of Camelot, and his beard is as big as ever. Beno looks to be a little annoyed at the reaction that he has received upon entrance in to the arena as he scowls at the crowd. Beno has a scroll in one hand, and a sword in the other hand as he begins to walk down the ramp. Demmi Mae walks out after much to the chagrin of the crowd in attendance. She's her usual cocky self as she smirks at the crowd and grimaces when they reach out to try and touch her. Beno stomps up the steps and enters the ring, sword in hand after tucking the scroll in to his belt. He holds the ropes for Demmi and she enters the ring as well. Steve Cruise hands the mic over to Demmi then quickly exits the ring in fear as she threatens him with violence.
There is a throne set up in the ring. Beno takes a seat in the throne, one hand on the arm of the chair and the other hand propping up the sword by the handle. Demmi passes Beno the mic and he holds it while he waits for the crowd to die down. They continue to boo the former World and Television champions and throw various insults there way before Beno eventually brings the mic to his mouth while leaning back in his throne to speak...
Beno: It makes me sick to my stomach that after all the Knights of the Round Table have done for this company, you peons still lack the intelligence to show us the proper respect that we deserve...
The crowd boos as Demmi nods while laughing at them. Beno shows a slight smirk as he continues...
Beno: You are all just too easy to control.... just like puppets. And, I, your King, am the puppet master. Simple minds are easily manipulated... Look at your brand new hero, Joey the Bastard for example...
The crowd pops big time for the current Intercontinental Champion. Beno laughs to himself...
Beno: My point exactly... Now, I don't want to waste any more breath on any of you ingrates in this building tonight... This is the Court of Camelot! And it's time for Joey the Bastard to be put on trial... Miss Mae, if you please...
Beno leans and pulls out the scroll from his belt and hands it to Demmi Mae. He also tosses her the mic. Beno then leans back in his throne, one hand still on the sword. Demmi removes the tie on the scroll and unrolls it. She clears her throat a few times in to the mic to annoy the crowd and they let her have it. She goes to speak but the crowd is deafening. Demmi is frustrated now as she starts to stomp her feet, yelling at them to shut up. Beno has had enough as he gets to his feet and takes the mic from Demmi...
Beno: Have some damn class and show this woman some courtesy and shut the hell up!
The crowd roars in defiance, but those roars soon turn in to roars of approval once "sound System" by Op Ivy hits and The Bastard bursts out from the back holding the IC Title. He thrashes around at the top of the ramp to the music then yells out to the crowd. Beno stares up the ramp, stone faced, as Demmi puts on a pout as she was interrupted. The Bastard heads bangs and bounces down the ramp and over to ring side grabbing a mic and entering the ring with out a care in the world...
Beno: Sir Bastard, how nice it is for you finally grace us all with your presence. I had started to think that you weren't going to show up. You still continue to surprise even me, it seems.
JTB: Well, somebody had to come out and save the world from being put to sleep yet again from another boring Knights segment. What is it this time? Court of Camelot? And, please tell me I'm havin' an acid flashback... Are you actually sitting in a throne?
Beno: Tis the same throne I sit upon in Camelot... Your supposed home. Have you forgotten about your duty to the people of Camelot? You decided to move out of Camelot and this is unacceptable.
JTB: Listen, man... That whole place was just crampin' my style. I mean, I was in a bad place inside those walls. I figured you of all people would understand that... Brother...
Beno: Turning your back on your people, your duties, your King are all reasons why, tonight, in front of the world, you will stand trial on the charges of High Treason!
The Bastard looks amazed at what Beno just said. He motions for Beno to go on...
Beno: Not only have you betrayed your people, and your King, but you have also defaced royal property on multiple occasions... You've assaulted civilians on the streets of Camelot, you abandoned your duty of ensuring the Coliseum's construction... But the biggest insult of all happened a few weeks ago on this very program... Roll it!
Up on the big screen we see Beno and JTB in the ring. Beno demands that JTB bow to him, but JTB laughs and exits the ring instead. The clip ends...
Beno: And then two weeks ago, this happened...
A clip airs on the big screen of JTB winning the IC Title from Bob Cena. Beno enters the ring to congratulate him, and JTB shoves Beno down right on his rear end. The clip ends...
Beno: Not only do you disobey a direct order when you refused to bow down to me, but putting your hands on the King? Do you have a death wish? If that evidence doesn't prove guilt than I don't know what will. Now, Sir Bastard... For the charge of High Treason, how do you plead?
JTB stares at Beno in astonishment. He shakes his head before speaking...
JTB: High Treason? Are you freakin' insane, Beno? First of all, I have no kingdom, and therefore I have no King, so as far as the charges of High Treason are concerned... I'm completely one hundred percent innocent!
The crowd shows their support with immense cheers to back up The Bastard's statement.
JTB: But when it's comes to assault, you showed us all the proof we needed to see when I shoved you down on your ass!
Beno stands up from his throne as the crowd goes wild, expecting to see a fight.
JTB: You better sit your crazy ass down, B-man, or I'll be guilty of kicking your ass, too!
The crowd is going nuts! It could very well happen tonight, but Beno shows restraint as he sits back down on his throne.
JTB: I'm serious, bro! How bout we go toe to toe right here, right now? Screw this court bullshit! I'm done playing Game of Thrones with you two... Let's give these people what they wanna see and give them Beno vs Joey the Bastard, the most hardcore sonovabitch in the world of wrestling today!
The crowd loves that idea, and let everybody know it. Beno looks around in to the crowd, intrigued.
Beno: There is nothing more that I would enjoy more than to give them that match. But, I said it before, I will not fight a so called brother when he is not one hundred percent...
JTB: Well, that's a damn shame, cause I'm not one hundred percent... I'm at one thousand percent! Leg's fully healed, let's do this!
Beno: See, I don't believe you... I saw the way you were favoring your leg when you came out here. You can fool these people, and you can fool yourself, but you sure as hell cannot fool me! I mean, look at him, Demmi... To think that we once called this broken shell of his former self our friend.
Beno laughs and Demmi looks at JTB with a slight chuckle. Demmi looks to be unsure of what's going on as if she doesn't know how this is going to turn. More specifically, she looks a little concerned...
JTB: Come on, Dems, you can't actually be buying this guy's crap, can you? It's been too long... Beno this, Beno that... It's all about him and what he wants, you don't see that? He's using you, Dems... He doesn't give a damn about you or any body else but himself...
The Bastard is looking Demmi square in the eyes, one hundred percent sincere. She looks at JTB then at Beno then back to JTB unsure what to believe.
Beno: Don't listen to him, Demmi, you're the Queen of Thy WWE... You're smarter than that. We run this whole show! He's trying to pit you against me, because he knows that he can't beat me by himself... Pathetic.
JTB: When you lost the TV Title, did Beno try to come up with a plan to get it back? When I lost the IC Title, where was Beno to help us come up with a plan to get another shot? He was off on his own, scheming to get his World Title back. That's all he cares about, Dems... The World Title. It's been me and you watching each others backs this whole time while Beno sat in his castle playing Dungeons and Dragons while he polished his gold or dreamed about it!
Demmi looks to be a little upset at what's going on. She looks at Beno, staring daggers at him.
Beno: That's enough, dammit! Don't let this trickster fool you, Demmi... That's all he is, and all he ever was... A fool... A jester in a court of Knights!
Demmi starts to yell at Beno as The Bastard laughs. The crowd cheers.
JTB: Looks like my work here is done.
The Bastard exits the ring as Beno gets out of his throne and tries to calm Demmi Mae down, but she is furious. JTB looks back in to the ring, with a grin on his face. Beno drops the mic and starts to calm her down. He starts to whisper in her ear something that we can't make out. She crosses her arms and taps her foot, still looking a little angry, but she eventually nods. Beno grabs the mic before JTB leaves...
Beno: I thought you said you wanted to fight... Well, hear I am! Let's fight!
JTB stops at the top of the ramp, looking back in to the ring. He is wide eyed and starts to walk back down the ramp as the crowd goes completely insane. JTB sides in to the ring...
Beno: At WrestleMania!
The crowd boos as Demmi hits JTB from behind with a low blow. Beno drops the sword and pounces on JTB, raining down on his skull with vicious right hand punches. The crowd is bellowing with hatred as Beno throws JTB head first in to the heavy throne. Beno mounts JTB again and starts another blizzard of shots to the skull with his ring hand. The Bastard is busted upon from the ring shots. Blood fills his eyes as Beno gets off of him. Demmi looks disturbed at what she sees. She starts to go to Joey's aid but Beno moves her aside. JTB is blinded by blood as Beno charges and takes out his bag leg with a chop block. Demmi looks around as if she was looking for somebody to stop this. JTB pulls himself up with the ropes and Beno chop blocks his knee out once again. Beno then wraps up JTB's legs with a figure four leg lock. JTB screams out in pain as his face is covered with blood. Beno looks psychotic! His eyes are filled with rage. He is frothing at the mouth! He is screaming out a battle cry as he wrenches the hold. Demmi is screaming at him...
Demmie: Stop it! STOP IT! You said you wouldn't do this!
Beno ignores her as he roars. Beno then lets go of the hold. JTB clutches his knee. Beno leaves the ring and grabs a steel chair. Demmi tries to stand in his way.
Demmie: Stop! Please! You made your point!
Beno: MOVE!
Beno pushes passed Demmi and drops the chair. He mounts JTB a third time and hammers away on his head once again...
Beno: You wanna defy me? You wanna put your filthy hands on me, you son of a bitch!
Beno gets up and grabs the chair. Demmi screams as Beno possesses the face a mad man. This man has snapped! He brings the chair down with amazing force across the bad leg of Joey the Bastard. Not once, not twice, but three times. JTB screams out in agony as he rolls around the ring, grabbing at his reinjured leg. Beno chucks the chair out of the ring then he grabs his sword. He wouldn't... He's not going to...
JTB is completely out of it... Bloodied and battered. His leg is in shambles and his face is red with his own blood. Beno stands in wait as JTB still tries to get back to his feet. Beno has transformed in to a rabid beast as spittle flies from his mouth as he screams...
Beno: GET UP! GET UP YOU BASTARD!
The Bastard finally reaches his feet and Demmi screams out in horror as Beno charges with the sword, hitting JTB square in the face with the butt end of the handle. The Bastard is done... Out cold. But, Beno appears to not be done yet. He raises the sword up above his head, this time looking to deliver the killing blow. Demmi can't take it anymore. She throws herself on JTB's lifeless body, tears pouring from her eyes...
Demmi: NO! NO! NO!
Beno demands that she move, but Demmi won't budge. Beno holds the sword above his head and looks around the arena. His face changes as he snaps back to reality and looks down at the damage he has done. He looks down at Demmi crying and protecting The Bastard. The Bastard is still out cold. He is almost unrecognizable. Beno drops the sword and almost has a look of sadness on his face as he walks over and grabs the mic. He looks out to the crowd and in to the hard camera. Then he looks down at JTB and with a monotone voice, he simply says...
Beno: Guilty.
...before he drops the mic and rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp, never looking back. He just stares forward, blank faced as he leaves the arena. EMTs rush to the scene as Demmi is on her knees screaming...
Demmi: Why? WHY? WHY?
Crowd: J-T-B! J-T-B! J-T-B!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Phil Latio: Welcome back!
Don Chuckles: Up next, we have Zak Shields taking on POT! Should be a great match!
Match Three
Rule Britannia blares over the arena and the fans go wild. Zak steps out into the arena as the fans scream loud accompanied with Bret Heat. He goes to each side of the ramp and holds his arms up to the fans. He walks to the middle of the ramp and he points to the ring.
Steve Cruise - "Ladies and Gentlemen introducing from Leeds, England. Zak Shields! And accompanying, him to the ring, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada. Bret Hart! "
With that Zak sprints to the ring and slides under the bottom rope and he runs to the far corner and he jumps onto the middle rope and raises both arms to the fans and they go wilder. Bret then follows and stands on the outside of the ring ready to manage and watch Zak. The music then dies down as Zak jumps down from the ropes and stands to the side. As he does 'Unorthodox' by Wretch 32 feat. Example blasts around the arena as the fans erupt with boos for PoT. Bob Cena emerges from behind the curtain with his arms held out and his back turned to the fans, who are lobbing obscenities at him. Cena is wearing a red zipped up hoodie with "Cena" on the back of it, along with a pair of camo shorts. Beside him walks his friend Crack, who is wearing a black Operation Fuck Up shirt with a pair of grey Canterbury sweats. Cena high fives Crack and turns around to face the fans in attendance, as the booing increases.
Steve Cruise:
Introducing second from Belfast, Ireland. Weighing in at 230 pounds, the 'Professor of Thuganomics'.............BOB.........CEEEEEEEEENNNNNNAAAAA!!!!!!!!!
The duo walk down the ramp as the fans throw things at them. Cena stops at the bottom of the ramp and looks around at the fans in attendance, dropping to his knees. He looks to the ground and smiles before looking up and shouting out "BEST IN THE WORLD!" Cena gets to his feet, takes off hoodie and throws it towards Crack. Following this, he runs and slides under the bottom rope into the ring. Cena then mouths to the fans in attendance "Best in the world".
As the bell rings and the ref steps back, PoT turns to Bret down on the outside and shakes his head mouthing ‘’Don’t get involved!’’. Upon turning around Zak hooks up in a front face grapple gaining the upper hand as a surprised PoT doesn’t have time to think. Zak connects with a belly to back suplex sending PoT to the floor. Trying for a pin Zak covers.
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From there Zak quickly gets on the offence as PoT goes on the defence as Zak connects again with a few back hand chops before going to snap suplex PoT, but just as Zak goes to do so, PoT counters it pushing Zak back a bit before DDTing him down onto the mat. Gaining the upper hand PoT, then stands back a bit waiting for Zak to get to his feet before hitting a perfect spear sending him straight back down to the mat. Again he goes for the pin.
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Foot stomping him until relenting and climbing the turnbuckle, PoT then hits a perfect frog splash. PoT tries to quickly go for a pin but Bret distracts the ref causing PoT to stand back up and walking over to the ring ropes, pointing at Bret to back off and not interfere. Bret just shrugs as if he has done nothing. By this point Zak has got up and spun PoT round hitting a snap suplex once more before applying a Sharpshooter to the downed superstar.
Bret looking on slams his hands on the mat cheering Zak as PoT tries to move towards the ropes. Yelling in pain, PoT moves even closer to the ropes as Bret pulls the ropes back, to stop him grabbing them, as the fans start booing PoT starts yelling at Bret whilst yelling in pain, this cause Crack to come round and push Bret away from the ropes as the two argue Pot manages to get to the ropes as the ref tries to break the hold.
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Zak lets go of Pot just before the ref can call five, the ref has a go at Zak telling him next time he will disqualify him. Zak does not listen and as the ref tells crack to come round to PoTs side. Turning round Zak then goes to grapple with PoT, who reverses and hits the spinning heel kick as Crack cheers from the outside and Bret mutters something under his breath.
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PoT looks down and over to Bret, going to the ropes and by the hair he pulls Bret up having a go at Bret for his involvement moments ago, before mouthing the words ‘watch this old man’ to Bret as he hops down, by the time he has turned to face PoT, PoT runs to the turnbuckle and upon quickly climbing it hits Word Up. Not letting the momentum diminish PoT stands in wait until a dazed Zak starts to move, before grabbing him and hitting the FU and going for the pin Bret goes to distract the ref but Crack smacks Bret from behind….
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Winner of Match: POT!
The ref calls for the bell, grabbing PoT’s arm and raising it when out of nowhere Bret, who had fought off Crack ran into the ring connecting with a forearm smash to the back of the head before yelling a PoT and connecting with several punches to the skull, before standing tall and continuing the attack snaps on a sharpshooter, as the ref tries to pull Bret off, Zak distracts him. With Crack on the outside and PoT now tapping Bret continues the hold causing PoT to scream his pain out. Quickly officials from the back come into the ring and pull off Bret.
As some others help PoT up, he quickly turns and charges at Bret who counter attacks and again they end up on the floor with Bret raining punches down onto PoT. Officials finally get them apart and drag them backstage as they scream to one another.
Phil Latio: Look at Bret attacking POT. The history between each other is there but what has started the fire once again?
Don Chuckles: I have no idea, but I like it!
Phil Latio: We shall see where leads next...But up next is our main event. Blade LaVigne will be taking on the Brawl for It All Winner, Scott Wilson!
Don Chuckles: On paper, this could be a very great match. Let's watch.
Main Event
Main Event: Blade Lavigne vs Scott Wilson
The guitar rift of "The Charm" by Unearth blasts through the PA system as Scott Wilson steps out from the backstage area, we can see Wilson looking sullen and dejected from watching his prized statue get knocked over earlier by General Manager Christian Knight. The usual bravado of Wilson is now being replaced with a silent humility, could this be good or bad for Blade LaVigne? His hood is over his head and he is trying desperately to hide his face. He walks to the ring with no fanfare and slides underneath the bottom rope and enters the ring. Getting back to a standing position he makes his way towards his perspective turnbuckle as he awaits for his opponent to come out.
"Bleed for me" plays. Blade hesitates for a moment before walking into view. He cocks a smirk and walks onto the stage. With his hands on his hips, Blade scans the arena, taking it all in. Blade makes his way down the ramp, high fiving the fans on his down. Blade makes it to the ring and slides in. Blade walks to the top right turnbuckle and hops onto it. He throws his arms in the air and cocks a grin. His theme song fades as he drops down and waits for the match to begin. The referee then rings for the bell to be rung.
Ding…Ding…Ding…
Blade Lavigne and “The Last King” Scott Wilson go head to head as the two of the clash head on in a neck and elbow tie up. Both of them vie for dominance. Blade thrusts forwards and is able to push Scott Wilson forward and sends him tumbling into the canvas below. Scott Wilson pops back up and the go for another head on clash as the two of them go back into the neck and elbow tie up. Scott Wilson thrusts forward this time and pushes Blade Lavigne down to the canvas. Blade Lavingne pops back up. Scott Wilson charges him with a clothesline but Blade ducks in in the nick of time and swirls around his back and plants him down with a back breaker. Scott Wilson attempts to get back up but Blade Lavigne lands a knee strike to the back of Scott Wilson. Blade quickly scrambles towards the turnbuckle and ascends towards the top and swirls around and faces Scott Wilson who is stumbling back to his feet. Scott Wilson spins around and Blade soars threw the air and plants Scott Wilson with a Cross Body Splash that send him back to the canvas.
Scott Wilson attempts to get back to his feet but Blade plants him down with a clothesline. Blade Lavigne picks up Scott Wilson and drags him to his feet and heaves him up for a Brainbuster and plants him back down on the canvas. Blade continues the onslaught by dropping a leg drop on top of Scott Wilson. “The Last King” squirms in pain from the force of impact. Blade continues to remain on fire and scoops him back up and drags him to his feet and plants him with a huge DDT. Scott Wilson slams into the mat with a thud. Blade gets back into a standing position and drops a knee to the head of Scott Wilson. He grinds his knee into his head. Scott pushes Blade away, but Blade places Scott Wilson into an armbar and stretches his arm back. Scott Wilson begins to squirm under the pressure. Blade racks the arm back even further, increasing the pain. Scott Wilson drags his body towards the ropes and inches towards them. Meanwhile Blade cinches in the move even more further increasing the pain. Scott Wilson drags himself closer to the ropes, close enough to grab them. “The Last King reaches out and manages to grab a hold of the velvet ropes and the referee tells Blade to let got, however Blade refuses to let got.
The referee warns him and begins to administer a 5 count… 1…2…3…4.. Blade reluctantly lets go of the armbar and scrambles back to his feet. Blade Lavigne charges towards one of the turnbuckles and ascends them again. He reaches the top and swirls around and faces his downed opponent. Scott Wilson uses the ropes to heave himself up and as he swirls around Blade Lavigne leaps off the top turnbuckle and plants “The Last King” with Guillotine Leg drop and sends Scott Wilson crashing into the canvas with a sickening thud. Lavigne racks back in pain from the force of impact himself. Scott Wilson however is out cold. Lavigne gathers himself back up using the ropes as leverage and starts placing some well placed mud hole stomps to the already comatose Scott Wilson. Lavigne points towards the crowd and then points back at Scott Wilson. Blade Lavigne drags Scott Wilson back to his feet and plants him with a Jack Hammer Scott Wilson hits the canvas like a sack of potatoes and Blade Lavigne goes in for the pinfall. He hooks the leg and the referee goes for the count.
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Blade Lavinge shakes his head in disbelief that “The Last King” Scott Wilson kicked out. Out of frustrations Blade slams the mat with his fist but with determination he gets back into a standing position. He paces the ring back and forth thinking of the next course of action to take. A look comes over Blade’s face like a light bulb has went off, and he heads over towards Scott Wilson and drags him back to his feet he signals towards the crowd and then he puts him into position and plants him with a Sit-Down Power Bomb . Scott Wilson hits the canvas like a sack of potatoes and Blade goes for the cover as the referee comes in for the count again.
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Winner: Blade LaVigne
Blade looking down at Scott and screaming, "I'm the future, you will thank me in the end!"
Phil Latio: Blade LaVigne making a statement here tonight Don!
Don Chuckles: Blade is still fresh here in Thy WWE, and his future is bright.
Phil Latio: But that is all folks, I hope you enjoyed the show and I hope you all have a great Thanksgiving!
Show Ends
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Thanks goes out to the few who roleplayed and those who helped write matches. A few problems caused a few of you to no show, which you all came to me and told me.
Other than someone telling me, they were not going to rp because it was a "squash" match, pissed me off. Every week could be a squash match, you never know if someone is going to for an example, lose internet connection or something like that.
But, I am giving everyone a week off. Enjoy Thanksgiving if you celebrate it. If not, enjoy the time off.
Please don't forget to even comment. I mean, the writers still deserve some feedback even if the show quality hasn't been great as of late.
