Post by Joey The Bastard on Mar 16, 2016 2:32:51 GMT -5
THY WWE PRESENTS
RAW 155
RAW 155
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Dark Match: Robert Saints vs Dean Ambrose
Robert Saints made quick work of Dean Ambrose. It was pure domination. Any offense that Ambrose got it, was shrugged off by Saints in an instant. It was really an impressive debut from Robert Saints. Like, it wasn't even close. Saints was a suplex machine. He picked Ambrose apart like a wild animal. Belly to-bellys, Verticals, Side suplexes, you name it. Ambrose tried to slow it down by heading to outside. That proved to be a huge mistake as Saints showed us that he can dish out of the outside, too, hitting a Viper Cutter on Ambrose on top of the steel steps. Saints could have finished him off right then and there, but he wanted to put the entire roster on notice. Saints dropped Ambrose with a rope-hung DDT then punted Ambrose square in the temple. Saints then focused his attention on Ambrose's appendages. Attacking each one over and over again. Wrenching on the next, twisting the arms and legs in ways that arms and legs should never be twisted. With his point proven, Saints finally ended the match after a Saint's Row superkick that caused Ambrose to bounce off the ropes right in to a a second Viper Cutter from Robert Saints for the 1-2-3.
Winner of the Match: Robert Saints
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Phil Latio: Welcome to RAW folks! I am Phil Latio and as always, joining me is Don Chuckles. Don, tonight could change Thy WWE forever. We could witness the peak of this New Age era, if Triana walks out of here with the Thy WWE title.
Don Chuckles: Order your New Age t-shirts now Phil because it's going to happen! It's best for business! Thy WWE needs a change and tonight we will get that chance! I can't wait.
Phil Latio: I don't think the New Age likes you Don, so you may be looking for a new job if that happens!
Don Chuckles: Oh don't say that!
Phil Latio: But never the less, that's our main event and we have a full show ahead of us before that. Starting with our first match up! Someone who debuted last week, Latoya, will be taking on Skye Dawkins, who will be debuting for herself tonight! It should be an interesting one.
Don Chuckles: More divas makes me happy, so shut up and let's get this match started!
Match One: Latoya vs Skye Dawkins
"Cherry Lips ( Go Baby Go ) by Garbage" begins to play from the speakers and Skye Dawkins steps out into the spotlight to a shower of boos.
The Queen of Mean looks out at the sea of people with disgust and contempt before making her way down the ramp towards the ring.
Steve Cruise: This match is for one fall...first coming down to the ring, weighing in at 125lbs...residing from, Beverly Hills, California....The Queen of MEAN.....SKYE DAWKINS!!!
The arrogant woman ignores the fans as she steps into the ring and shoots a glare to the ref as the music fades. Skye waits for her opponent. Sky's the Limit begins to play from the P.A System as Latoya comes out onto the stage.
Latoya is wearing a a black jacket. On her hands are gold brass knuckles and she is also wearing white sunglasses.
Steve Cruise: Her opponent....From Boston, Massachusetts... Miss Mercedes.......LATOYA!!!!!!!
She makes her way down the ramp and jumps onto the apron where she poses. Latoya enters the ring, takes off her brass knuckles, coat and sunglasses off, as her theme song fades and she focuses on Skye.
The referee calls for the bell.
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The two divas begin to walk towards each other for a wrap up.
Skye takes control by placing Latoya in a headlock. Latoya wiggles out of it, pushes Skye off of her. The two get their distance once again. The two wrap up for a second time and this time Latoya twists Skye's arm into a arm bar and kicks her in the side.
Latoya irish whips Skye into the ropes, Skye runs back at Latoya, who tries for a clothesline, but Skye ducks under the swing and continues running, she bounces off the other ropes and back at Latoya, connecting with a crossbody.
Phil Latio: Skye Dawkins showing some speed with that crossbody!
Skye gets up and so does Latoya, Latoya turns around as Skye hits a jumping drop kick, bring Latoya to the mat. Latoya rolls onto her stomach. Skye standing above her, places Latoya in a reverse chin-lock, sitting on the back of Latoya and pulling back on her chin.
Latoya begins to scream and begins to reach for the ropes.
Skye realizes that Latoya is not going to give up, she lets go of the submission. Skye then jumps into the air and with all her weight, drops down on Latoya's back. Latoya grabs at her back as Skye taunts the crowd as the fans boo.
Don Chuckles: Latoya better be glad that Skye doesn't weigh that much! But that must've hurt never the less!
Skye picks Latoya up by her hair but Latoya reacts by throwing an elbow at Skye's head, knocking her back. Skye walks towards Latoya, Latoya goes to kick Skye in the stomach but Skye grabs her foot, throws her foot back to the ground, and kicks Latoya in the stomach.
Skye attempts to suplex Latoya, but no, Latoya flips out of it, and nails Skye with a neck-breaker!
Both divas get back to her feet as Latoya runs at Skye and connects with a DDT!
Latoya goes and covers Skye.
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KICKOUT!
Phil Latio: That was a close call Don!
Latoya gets up off the ground and picks Skye up, from her hair. Latoya goes to irish whip Skye but Skye reverse it and irish whips Latoya into the ropes instead. And Skye quickly runs and connects with a Leaping clothesline.
Latoya in shock, hits the mat and bounces back up and runs right into a Flying lariat.
Skye is pumped and she waits for Latoya to get up. Latoya gets to both feet, turns around right into a boot to the mid-section. Skye picks up Latoya and drops her with a Skye-High, a sit-out face-buster.
Skye jumps on Latoya for the cover.
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THREE!!
WINNER OF THE MATCH: SKYE DAWKINS
Phil Latio: What a way to win in her debut match Don! Skye Dawkins wins her first match in Thy WWE!
Don Chuckles: Yeah, something Latoya could not do as she falls 0-2 in her Thy WWE career.
Steve Cruise: And the winner of the match, by pinfall.....Skye Dawkins!!!!
Skye's theme song begins to play from the PA system as she celebrates her victory and the referee throws her arm up into the air as the fans give her mix reactions. Skye exits the ring as Latoya lays there in the center, holding the back of her head.
Skye continues to walk up the ramp as the show goes to commercial break.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Don Chuckles: Order your New Age t-shirts now Phil because it's going to happen! It's best for business! Thy WWE needs a change and tonight we will get that chance! I can't wait.
Phil Latio: I don't think the New Age likes you Don, so you may be looking for a new job if that happens!
Don Chuckles: Oh don't say that!
Phil Latio: But never the less, that's our main event and we have a full show ahead of us before that. Starting with our first match up! Someone who debuted last week, Latoya, will be taking on Skye Dawkins, who will be debuting for herself tonight! It should be an interesting one.
Don Chuckles: More divas makes me happy, so shut up and let's get this match started!
Match One: Latoya vs Skye Dawkins
"Cherry Lips ( Go Baby Go ) by Garbage" begins to play from the speakers and Skye Dawkins steps out into the spotlight to a shower of boos.
The Queen of Mean looks out at the sea of people with disgust and contempt before making her way down the ramp towards the ring.
Steve Cruise: This match is for one fall...first coming down to the ring, weighing in at 125lbs...residing from, Beverly Hills, California....The Queen of MEAN.....SKYE DAWKINS!!!
The arrogant woman ignores the fans as she steps into the ring and shoots a glare to the ref as the music fades. Skye waits for her opponent. Sky's the Limit begins to play from the P.A System as Latoya comes out onto the stage.
Latoya is wearing a a black jacket. On her hands are gold brass knuckles and she is also wearing white sunglasses.
Steve Cruise: Her opponent....From Boston, Massachusetts... Miss Mercedes.......LATOYA!!!!!!!
She makes her way down the ramp and jumps onto the apron where she poses. Latoya enters the ring, takes off her brass knuckles, coat and sunglasses off, as her theme song fades and she focuses on Skye.
The referee calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
The two divas begin to walk towards each other for a wrap up.
Skye takes control by placing Latoya in a headlock. Latoya wiggles out of it, pushes Skye off of her. The two get their distance once again. The two wrap up for a second time and this time Latoya twists Skye's arm into a arm bar and kicks her in the side.
Latoya irish whips Skye into the ropes, Skye runs back at Latoya, who tries for a clothesline, but Skye ducks under the swing and continues running, she bounces off the other ropes and back at Latoya, connecting with a crossbody.
Phil Latio: Skye Dawkins showing some speed with that crossbody!
Skye gets up and so does Latoya, Latoya turns around as Skye hits a jumping drop kick, bring Latoya to the mat. Latoya rolls onto her stomach. Skye standing above her, places Latoya in a reverse chin-lock, sitting on the back of Latoya and pulling back on her chin.
Latoya begins to scream and begins to reach for the ropes.
Skye realizes that Latoya is not going to give up, she lets go of the submission. Skye then jumps into the air and with all her weight, drops down on Latoya's back. Latoya grabs at her back as Skye taunts the crowd as the fans boo.
Don Chuckles: Latoya better be glad that Skye doesn't weigh that much! But that must've hurt never the less!
Skye picks Latoya up by her hair but Latoya reacts by throwing an elbow at Skye's head, knocking her back. Skye walks towards Latoya, Latoya goes to kick Skye in the stomach but Skye grabs her foot, throws her foot back to the ground, and kicks Latoya in the stomach.
Skye attempts to suplex Latoya, but no, Latoya flips out of it, and nails Skye with a neck-breaker!
Both divas get back to her feet as Latoya runs at Skye and connects with a DDT!
Latoya goes and covers Skye.
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KICKOUT!
Phil Latio: That was a close call Don!
Latoya gets up off the ground and picks Skye up, from her hair. Latoya goes to irish whip Skye but Skye reverse it and irish whips Latoya into the ropes instead. And Skye quickly runs and connects with a Leaping clothesline.
Latoya in shock, hits the mat and bounces back up and runs right into a Flying lariat.
Skye is pumped and she waits for Latoya to get up. Latoya gets to both feet, turns around right into a boot to the mid-section. Skye picks up Latoya and drops her with a Skye-High, a sit-out face-buster.
Skye jumps on Latoya for the cover.
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THREE!!
WINNER OF THE MATCH: SKYE DAWKINS
Phil Latio: What a way to win in her debut match Don! Skye Dawkins wins her first match in Thy WWE!
Don Chuckles: Yeah, something Latoya could not do as she falls 0-2 in her Thy WWE career.
Steve Cruise: And the winner of the match, by pinfall.....Skye Dawkins!!!!
Skye's theme song begins to play from the PA system as she celebrates her victory and the referee throws her arm up into the air as the fans give her mix reactions. Skye exits the ring as Latoya lays there in the center, holding the back of her head.
Skye continues to walk up the ramp as the show goes to commercial break.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
As we return from commercial break, the arena goes black.
Moments pass then suddenly, the titan tron comes to life. A count down begins.
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Don Chuckles: I have no idea, but we are about to find out!
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Hail to the King by Avenged Sevenfold erupts from the speakers throughout the arena. Lights flicker on and off for a few moments before smoke consumes the stage. The audience erupts with a mixture of cheers and jeers as Beno steps through the curtains and amid the smoke. he's dressed in a pair of Affliction jeans, a heavy leather vest covers his shirtless torso. On his feet are tan Survivor steel toe boots. A heavy gold chain hangs around his neck. On the chain, a number of gem encrusted rings. A larger more extravagant ring sits upon his right index finger. A pair of shades cover his eyes. The lights return to normal as the smoke begins to clear. A smirk creeps across Benos face.
Steve Cruise: Ladies and Gentlemen, he hails from the Kingdom of Camelot. He is six foot six inches tall. He weighs in at 262 pounds. He is the former Thy WWE Tag Team and Thy WWE champion. He is Benooooooooooooo!
Pyros shoot off from both sides of the stage and ramp as Beno makes his way down to the ring. He pauses at the steps, taking in all of the crowds reactions. He slaps the bottom step before leisurely walking up them. He steps through the ropes and heads towards the far corner of the ring. He reaches between the ropes and takes the microphone from Steve Cruise. Beno waks to the center of the ring and rubs his chin before bringing the microphone to his lips. As he goes to speak, he stops. He removes his shades and tucks them into his leather belt. He scans the audience for a brief moment.
Well, from the look upon your faces, I'm guessing I was the last person you expected to see tonight? perhaps you thought you'd be sitting in your seats tonight hearing Blade LaVigne talking about how you can accomplish anything you set your mind to. That all of your hopes and dreams can come true with hard work and determination. Or maybe you'd be sitting there listening to The New Age talk about how dominant they are. How they aren't nothing more than a rip off of the Knights of The Round table. Hell it could've been that peasant Latoya in this ring talking about challenging for the defunct Women's championship. But instead, I'm standing in front of you all in Cincinnati Ohio.
The audience lets out a roar of approval.
Quite a dreadful place, isn't it? I mean shouldn't the whole lot of you have paper bags over your faces to hide the shame? You haven't had much to cheer about later. Take the Cleveand Browns for example. The last time they had a winning season was 2007. And even then, they coudn't bring home the Lombardi trophy.
Loud jeers begin to emit from the audience.
And don't get me started on the Cleveland Cavaliers. A team that was destined for greatness many years ago. Then Lebron took his talents to south beach. That didn't go well for you, did it? Yet Lebron decided to come back. Not because it's what his children wanted like he has told the media. No it's because he couldn't get the job done against Tim Duncan and the San Antonio Spurs. Now he's back here in this shithole of a state trying so desperately to give all of you something to cheer about. Even with all of the talent he had around him last season, he still couldn't get it done. With an even more talented roster with year, they lost to the Utah Jazz. The Utah Jazz for christ sake!
The crowd is now fuming. An all out brawl looks like it could break out at any time now.
But I didn't come here just to berate you. Even if it's extremely simple. I'm here for a few things actually. You see, as much as I detest this place, I'm still contractually obligated to be here from time to time. And with this new shift in power, I don't think that's going to change anytime soon. And as much as I detest this place, I still have some love way down deep for Thy. A company that I put on the map. A company that my former associates and I nearly ran into the ground. Yet we aren't going to get into that right now. I'll save all of my reminiscing for another time. And finally, I have a bit of unfinished business to take care of. And that business starts next week. Believe me when I say this, you won't want to miss Next Weeks episode of Raw. You're going to hear everything I have to say and more.
Until then, Your King has Spoken!
Hail to the king plays again from the PA system as Beno drops the microphone and RAW goes to another commercial break.
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Main Event: Triana vs Blade LaVigne (c)
Thy WWE Championship
Phil Latio: Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for our main event! Blade LaVigne defends the Thy WWE World Title against Triana!
Don Chuckles: You mean Triana beats Blade LaVigne to become the first ever woman to hold the Thy WWE World Title, don't you, Latio?
Phil Latio: Well, that remains to be seen, Don. Triana has all the tools needed to defeat Blade tonight, but Blade LaVigne is a Champion unlike one we have ever seen before. He never backs down. He never gives up. And, he never goes down with out a fight, and after the brutal attack Triana laid on him last week, I'm thinking that that's exactly what we're in store for here tonight - a fight!
Don Chuckles: Blade LaVigne hasn't faced an opponent like Triana before. Sure they faced off once or twice in the past, but that was the old Triana. The Triana that Blade is facing tonight is sick, twisted, and not only does she want to beat Blade tonight, she wants to watch him suffer as well. She wants to hurt Blade, and hurt him bad!
Phil Latio: At least we don't have to worry about Bob Cena getting involved. I've just gotten word that Joey the Bastard has given Cena the rest of the night off with pay, so Cena is no longer in the building.
Don Chuckles: Cena deserves it, Latio. He's two-time InterNational Champion!
Phil Latio: And Troy Motor seems to have vanished off the face of the earth. No body has seen him since he picked up that lantern and walked out of the building last week on Thy WWE: RAW.
Don Chuckles: Troy Motor needs to smarten up. He needs to get his head back in the game!
Phil Latio: But, Blade LaVigne will still have an uphill battle tonight, because The Bastard is here, and I can gaurentee you that he will be in Triana's corner.
Don Chuckles: And, so he should be! You think The Bastard is going to want to miss the love of his life accomplish her dream in front of the world? He'll be out here for moral support.
Phil Latio: Or, to get the unfair advantage for the New Age, but you know... potato potater.
The crowd goes wild as Blade LaVigne walks out from the back wearing the Thy WWE World Title around his waist. But, it's not a completely pro-Blade crowd. In fact, a lot of boos can be heard clearly. The vast majority of the crowd is still firmly behind Blade, though. He doesn't let the haters get to him as he makes his way down the ramp.
Phil Latio: Here he comes! The Thy WWE World Champion! Look at the look on Blade's face, Don. That's a look of determination if I ever saw one.
Don Chuckles: He had better be determined, Latio. If Blade LaVigne makes just one mistake, Triana could end this in a second. But, Blade LaVigne can have all the determination he wants, it won't be enough.
Blade enters the ring and unstraps the title from his waist. He jumps up in the corner, holding it above his head to cheers and jeers. We see a shot of a few fans at ringside wearing Jason masks with a red smear across the mouth all flipping Blade the bird. Blade brushes them off with a smirk as he stands in the middle of the ring, holding the Title high.
Steve Cruise: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing first, from Gladstone, Michigan, and weighing in tonight at two hundred fifty-five pounds - he is the Thy WWE WORRRRRLLLLLLD Champion, BLAAAADE LAAAAAAAAAAVIGNE!
Blade's music dies down as he hands over the World Title to ref after it kissing it.
Don Chuckles: See that, Latio? Blade LaVigne just kissed the World Title goodbye! He knows it's over!
Phil Latio: If it were any other night, against any other opponent, I would disagree with you, Don. But, tonight, with JTB in charge and in Triana's corner, I just don't know. We all know The Bastard is willing to bend the rules, and even break his own rules to get what he wants.
Don Chuckles: Oh, what? You don't think Triana can beat Blade on her own? Cause she's a woman, right? You're sexist, Latio.
Phil Latio: I didn't say anything of the sort! You're damn right Triana can beat Blade LaVigne. And Blade can beat Triana, but tonight, I have a bad feeling that JTB and Triana aren't going to want to play fair so to speak.
The music dies down and Blade is greeted a 75% positive reaction. The crowd stars to chant "Let's go Blade!", and the other 25% respond with, "LaVigne sucks!"
Triana's music hits, and her supporters let themselve's be heard with a huge reaction.
Phil Latio: Listen to this crowd, Don! I didn't know Triana had such a strong following!
Don Chuckles: What are you, Latio? Basic? Of course Triana has a strong fan base. The entire New Age does. It's almost like the fans of Thy WWE are growing up, ready to move on from guys like Blade LaVigne. They're sick of it, and so am I! The New Age has promised change, and these fans want it!
Triana emerges from the back wearing her awesome leather jacket, and carrying her baseball bat. She stops at the top of the ramp, blows a bubble with her gum, then spits it up and hits it in to the crowd with her bat. Then JTB steps out from the back as the crowd boos loudly. JTB is wearing his black suit with blood red tie, and a Jason mask with a red smear across the mouth. He walks up beside Triana and points at her Wolfpac style, then gets down on his knees in front of her and starts to bow to her. Triana then Knights him with the bat, and puts the bat under his chin, guiding him back up to his feet. She then grabs JTB's mask and pull it's back so it's on top of his head and licks his face as JTB's eyes roll back in his head. Triana cocks her head with a grin then starts to skip down the ramp as JTB walks behind her, pointing to her, and talking shit to the crowd.
Phil Latio: These two were made for each other.
Don Chuckles: Beautiful isn't it?
Phil Latio: I'd say that it's rather disturbing actually. What happened to the Triana we all knew and loved? Ever since she started hanging around with The Bastard, her mind has started getting more and more sick, and twisted. Triana may very well be the most dangerous Thy WWE Superstar there is!
Don Chuckles: You mean New Age Superstar, Latio. Don't ever put Triana in the same league as all those Thy WWE losers. And that Triana that you're talking about. The good Triana, or whatever the hell you want to call her - that wasn't the real Triana. That was the Triana who played by the rules, and did what management asked her to do. Deep down inside, Triana knew that that just wasn't who she truly was. This Triana? This is the real Triana, and if people can't except that, than they can go to hell for all she's concerned.
Triana stops at the bottom of the ramp, and JTB catches up to her. He looks in to the camera and wags his tongue at it with a demented smile as Triana watches on, chuckling to her self. Then Triana points her bat in Blade's direction.
Steve Cruise: And introducing the challenger, from Miami, Florida, she is... TRIIIIIIIIIIAAAANAAAA!!
Great reaction from the crowd, but it's still mostly Blade supporters. They start to go crazy as JTB and Triana start getting in to with fans at ringside and Blade runs bounces off the ropes, diving over the top rope and taking out both Triana and JTB with a suicide dive.
Phil Latio: And Blade LaVigne knows exactly what he needs to do! He knows that this isn't going to be a fair fight, and he won't even let this match get started!
Don Chuckles: That's not right, Latio! Blade is taking an unfair advantage, and JTB was just an innocent bystander!
Blade grabs Triana and slams her face first off the apron, then he whips her shoulder first in to the steel steps. Blade then runs and drives a knee right to her face while she leans up against the steps. JTB is trying to pull himself up and Blade turns and attacks him. Dropping him with a huge clothesline as the crowd pops big-time. Blade then slams JTB's face off the apron as JTB tries to escape. Blade takes out JTB from behind with a chopblock, then grabs a steel chair, and cracks JTB across the spine. JTB yelps out in pain but starts laughing. Blade hits him again, and JTB winces in pain. JTB on his knees now, laughing at Blade, demanding that he hit him again. Blade looks around at the crowd who cheer him on. Blade has a perfect head shot lined up. JTB can barely stand. He tells Blade to "DO IT! COME ON!"
Phil Latio: Come on, Blade, you don't have to do this! He may be a dirty son of a bitch but, don't do it, dammit! Don't stoop to his level. That's just what he wants!
Don Chuckles: Somebody's gotta stop that maniac, Blade!
Blade looks down at JTB and raises the chair. JTB puts his arms out and closes his eyes, seemingly accepting his fate, but Blade boots him in the face instead, dropping the chair to some boos from some blood-lust fans at ringside.
Phil Latio: Oh, thank God. Good, call, Blade.
Don Chuckles: He's not done yet, Latio!
Blade pulls JTB up and sets him up for a power-bomb. Blade lifts JTB up on to his shoulders and drops him across the ring apron to gasps from the crowd. Then Blade pulls JTB's lifeless body up, and proceeds to power-bomb right through the announce table!
Phil Latio: Oh my God! This is carnage! I barely got out of the way in time, and The Bastard is out-cold!
Don Chuckles: Get some help out here!
Blade wipes his hands clean as he gets back in to the ring, posing on the second rope as the crowd roars. Triana has started to move as EMTs come rushing down to ringside with a stretcher. Her manic demeanor switches to concern as she watches the EMTs pulling JTB out of the wreckage and start to load him on the stretcher. Triana starts to go nuts as she attacks one of the EMTs. She starts screaming at them to leave JTB alone. JTB is out of it, unresponsive, as Triana starts to shake his head, and slaps his face to try and wake him up. Then Triana screams at the EMTs, "HELP HIM!" and they move swiftly in to action, loading JTB on to the stretcher.
Phil Latio: Well, folks, I don't know what to say. This main event may not end up happening at this rate. Triana is focused on helping JTB. Blade LaVigne may have crossed the line in his attempts to even the odds.
Blade is shown in the ring, rubbing his forehead. He almost looks a little concerned, as he shakes his head, possibly upset with himself. The EMTs have JTB all snapped in, and start to wheel him out of the ringside area. Triana starts to go with them.
Phil Latio: Wait, is Triana leaving, too?
Don Chuckles: Love is stronger than a piece of gold, Latio, and Blade took full advantge of that. That conniving piece of crap!
The crowd begin to boo as Triana accompanies the EMTs and JTB up the ramp. They stop at the top of the ramp as JTB's hand starts to move. His mouth starts moving as well. Triana gets close and JTB starts to talk to her, but we can't hear what he's saying. Triana screams, "I won't leave you!", and JTB keeps talking to her. Then he points toward Blade LaVigne, and whispers something in Triana ear. Triana looks in to the ring, and her eyes go wild, a twisted smile spreads across her face, and then she charges down the ramp toward the ring as the crowd explodes.
Phil Latio: Uh oh! This match is gonna happen after all! This place is about to explode!
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Triana hits the ring and she and Blade meet in the middle of the ring, trading blows as the crowd is deafening. It's a full blown slug-fest as both them pummel each other's faces. But, Triana's blood-thirst proves to be too much as she claws Blade LaVigne in the eyes while shrieking, and then kicks him square in the nuts. Blade goes to topple over but Triana catches him and drops him with a vicious DDT. Then Triana exits the ring and grabs her bat. She slides back in and the ref gets in her face. Triana stares blankly at the ref then jabs him in the throat with the bat. The ref clutches at his throat as blood starts to spurt out a little bit. Then she picks him up and drops him with a reverse Death Valley driver - The L.O.L.
Phil Latio: Triana is off her rocker! How does she expect to win if she takes out the referee? That should be a disqualification! A lawsuit even!
Don Chuckles: Man, Triana's awesome!
Blade gets to his knees as Triana starts to skip in a circle around him with her bat resting on her shoulder. Every now and then, Triana with throw a quick jab in with the bat to Blade's ribs while laughing. Then she puts her boot up to Blade's forehead and shoves the back of his head hard to the mat. Triana then presses down on Blade's throat with the bat while staring blankly down at him struggling for air.
Phil Latio: Triana is like a cat playing it's prey! She's like a sick perverted child ripping the wings off of a fly! This is morbid, Don!
Don Chuckles: Blade should have thought of that before he mugged the love of Triana's life in cold blood!
Triana removes the bat from Blade's throat as he gasps for air. Triana then gets up close to the camera.
Triana: This one's for you, sweetheart!
Then she cracks Blade across the spine with the bat. Then she goes right back after the throat, this time pressing down on it with the heel of her boot. Triana let's off then dragged Blade up and props him up in the corner. Blade looks to be out of it as Triana has the bat again and starts to pretend that she's up to bat in the ninth inning of game seven of the World Series. Two outs, full count, bottom of the ninith, and the bases are loaded! Triana takes a couple practice swings. The ref is done. He's not waking up anytime soon, don't worry. Then Triana swings for the fences with all of her might...
Blade moves at the last second!
Blade rolls across the ring and when Triana turns around in surprise, Blade socks her square in the mouth. But, Blade has been severly weakened. Triana's head knocks back but she doesn't go down. Blood trickles from her mouth. She wipes it on her hand, looks at it, smiles at Blade, her lipstick a little bit smeared on the bottom lip. Then she swings at Blade again. Blade ducks and grabs Triana, dropping her with a Skull-Crushing Finale as the crowd goes nuts.
Phil Latio: There's still some fight left in Blade LaVigne! What a counter-attack from the World Champion. The attack from Triana was relentless. It was sick! Triana may be beyond rescuing. She may be a lost cause!
Don Chuckles: Triana doesn't need to be rescued, Latio. It looks to me like Blade LaVigne may be the one who needs to be rescued. The damage dealt from Triana may be too much for Blade to recover from!
Phil Latio: Both of them are down, and the ref is laid out. He has a damn family, and Triana damn near executed him on national television!
Don Chuckles: Good point. We do need a new ref out here!
Triana starts to try to get up, and Blade does the same. Triana up and Blade lays her out with a discus clothesline. The crowd is now in a war of chants. Half chanting for Blade, and the other half chanting for Triana. Blade pulls Triana up and sets her up for a vertical suplex. He lifts her up and holds her there in a stall. Then Triana attacks Blade's eyes again and flips over his shoulder behind him. Triana then pulls Blade down on to knees spine first with a Back-stabber. Triana bounces off the ropes and dropkicks Blade square in the face while he sits, clutching his back. Then Triana jumps on top of Blade and attacks with a flurry of unprotected punches to the face. Triana isn't playing games anymore as she gets up and starts yelling at the crowd with a boat load of intensity. She pulls Blade up and grabs his head and slams him backward in to the corner. Then she lifts him up and puts him in a sitting position on the top turnbuckle. Triana then gets up there, too. She kisses the top of his head and jumps up, wrapping her legs around Blade's head and flipping him off the top rope and to the mat with a beautiful hurricanrana off the top rope. The crowd start to roar as a second referee starts to run out from the back. Triana sees the ref coming and quickly covers Blade. The ref slides in and the crowd counts along...
ONE
TWO
KICKOUT!
The crowd roar as Blade kicks out and Triana is livid, throwing a fit in the middle of the ring. She makes a move for the ref, and the ref jumps through the ropes to outside, narrowly escaping Triana's grasp. The make up on Triana's face has started to come off. Her eyes are still as black as they were at the start, though. Triana says it's over and signals for the L.O.L. She pulls Blade up and lifts him up on to her shoulders, and...
Blade wiggles free!
Blade jumps off of Triana shoulders, grabs her head and drops her with a reverse DDT. But, Blade keeps hold of the head and locks Triana in to a Dragon sleeper. Triana flails her arms around, trying to break free, but they're smack dab in the center of the ring. The ref slides back in to the ring to wait for the submission. The crowd is buzzing!
Phil Latio: This is it! Triana has nowhere to go!
Don Chuckles: AHH! NO!
Blade wrenches back on the hold, but Triana uses her flexibility to get the tip of her boot up and right between the eyes of Blade. Blade shakes the cob-webs free and keeps the hold cinched in. Triana with another feet to the head, and the hold is loosened. A third kick to the face from Triana causes Blade to let go. Triana up and connects with a spin kick to the gut. She bounces off the ropes and drops Blade with a flipping neck breaker. Triana stands up then Flair-flops on the mat as her energy has been exhuasted. The ref starts the standing ten-count...
ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
Triana starts to stir.
FIVE
SIX
Blade starts to stir now. Triana reaching for the ropes.
SEVEN
EIGHT
Blade has reached the ropes. Triana has reached the ropes. They start to try to pull themselve's up.
NINE
NINE AND A HALF!
BOTH OF THEM ARE UP! JUST IN TIME!
Triana charges, and Blade takes her out with one hell of a Super Kick, and collapses on top of her for a pinning attempt.
ONE
TWO
KICKOUT!
Blade shakes his head in frustration as he gets to his feet. Triana does as well. Blade signals for the Sit-down Powerbomb. He boots Triana in the gut, then sets her head in a power-bomb position. Blade lifts her up and Triana rolls through with a Victory Roll that pins Blade's shoulders to the mat.
ONE
TWO
KICKOUT!
Phil Latio: That was damn close, Don! Triana almost took home the gold with a surprise roll up!
Don Chuckles: It's only a matter of time, Latio. We'll be seeing a new World Champion crowned tonight!
Blade up, and Triana grabs him, and lifts up and drops him with the L.O.L.!
Phil Latio: Oh my God! That's it! It's over!
Don Chuckles: YES! Cover! Cover!
ONE
TWO
THREE!
THE CROWD GOES WILD!
Don Chuckles: NEW CHAMPION! NEW CHAMPION!
Phil Latio: FOOT ON THE ROPES! BLADE GOT HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!
Don Chuckles: WHAT? NO!
The crowd goes absolutely apeshit at that last near-fall. Triana starts to celebrate, but the ref reveals to her the bad news. This match will continue!
Phil Latio: Some how, some way, Blade LaVigne managed to stay alive!
Don Chuckles: Finish him, Triana!
Triana listens to the ref and a screams in his face. Blade is now sitting in the corner. He pulls himself up and Triana runs and hits a spinning wheel kick. She floats over the top rope, and on to the apron as Blade stumbles out of the corner. Triana up to the top rope. She dives off looking for a cross-body, but Blade catches her. He hoists up and over his head and on to his shoulders in a torture rack. He starts to rack Triana hard as Triana screams out in agony. Then Blade transitions it in to a brutal brainbuster.
Phil Latio: Spiking B from Blade LaVigne and that's gotta be it!
ONE
TWO
THREE!
NO!
KICKOUT BY TRIANA!
Blade let's out a gasp of exhaustion as he gets to his feet. Triana in the corner now, and Blade charges for a big boot, but Triana with a drop toe hold that sends Blade face first in to the turnbuckle. Triana heads back up to the top. She then dives off, spinning through the air with a 450 then drives both knees in to Blade's stomach.
Phil Latio: First Impressions from Triana! Blade is out!
Don Chuckles: It's gotta be over this time! Triana with the cover!
Triana crawls over and drapes an arm across the chest of Blade.
ONE
TWO
KICKOUT!
Don Chuckles: WHY? STAY DOWN!
Triana doesn't have the energy to argue with the ref. She rolls out of the ring to regain some stamina. Blade lays motionless in the ring. Triana goes under the ring, and pulls out a table as the crowd approves. She slides it in to the ring, then goes back under the ring and pulls out another table. She slides that one in as well. Blade has propped himself up in the corner. Triana slides in and rushes him, Driving a knee to his face that staggers Blade but he doesn't go down. Triana backs off then charges again, jumping up on to Blade, then falling back and flipping Blade up and over with a monkey flip. Blade hits hard, landing on the two unopened tables with a sickening thud as the crowd OOHHHHs.
Phil Latio: If that's not DQ, I dunno what is!
Don Chuckles: JTB obviously sent that ref out here with intsructions to make this a No DQ match. We saw him moving his arms and talking to Triana before he got wheeled out of here.
Phil Latio: Ah, so the attack from Triana on the first ref was premeditated! Those dirty mother -
Don Chuckles: Check this out, Latio. Triana's setting up those tables!
Triana is indeed setting up the tables. She sets them up side by side close to one of the corners. She then grabs Blade and slams him across one of them, then she shoves him in to the corner. She lifts Blade up and on to the top turnbuckle. Triana struggles to climb up there with him. Blade sitting on the top. Triana stands in front of him on the top. Triana lets out a roar then goes for a top rope hurricanrana off the top rope...
THROUGH THE TABLE!
BUT BLADE GRABS TRIANA BEFORE SHE CAN FLIP HIM!
SIT-DOWN POWER-BOMB OFF THE TOP ROPE THROUGH THE TABLES!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Blade with the cover.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
DING DING DING
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner... annnnnnd STILLLLLL Thy WWE World Champion... BLLAAAADE LAAAAAAAVIGNE!
Winner of the Match: Blade LaVigne
The crowd roars as Blade's music hits. The ref grabs the World Title and drapes it across Blade's chest. EMTs run down to check on both Blade and Triana. They have stretchers but Triana refuses the help. She rolls out of the ring with a scowl on her face as she looks back in the ring. The crowd starts to chant for Triana but she shakes her head at them, sticking her tongue out at them.
Phil Latio: Triana has nothing to be ashamed of! She took Blade to the damn limit! As violent, and as wicked as she is, she can damn sure dish out the pain, and she should be proud of this outing because it turned in to one hell of a match!
Don Chuckles: The wrong person won, Latio, and you know it! Triana was supposed to make history!
Phil Latio: I have no doubt in my mind that Triana will indeed make history and some day become the Thy WWE World Champion, but tonight isn't that night!
Triana walks up the ramp and looks back out to the crowd. They're giving her a standing ovation. Triana shows the tiniest smirk and then exits to the back. Meanwhile, Blade has gotten to his feet and the ref is helping him to stand. Blade holds the title up and the crowd cheer. Blade lets the ref know that he can stand on his own and the ref exits the ring.
Phil Latio: I have never seen Blade LaVigne that close to losing the World Title since he won it almost two years ago. Triana manhandled Blade like no man has done before, but Blade over came it like a true Champion yet again.
Don Chuckles: His time is running out, Latio, and Joey the Bastard won't be a happy camper. There's gonna hell to pay!
Phil Latio: Wait a minute, what's this?
Somebody wearing a black hoodie, black pants and a leather jacket jumps the barricade and enters the ring.
Phil Latio: A fan has jumped the barricade. Somebody stop him!
The "fan" grabs Blade from behind, spins him around and drops him with the KillSwitch!
Don Chuckles: That's no fan, Latio! Is it...?
The "fan" pulls his down.
Don Chuckles: IT'S KURT ORTON!
Phil Latio: What in the hell?
Kurt Orton stands over Blade LaVigne while staring in to the hard camera as the fans boo the living shit out of him.
Phil Latio: Why would Kurt Orton do this?
Don Chuckles: Kurt Orton is back! I was wrong about him!
Blade's music cuts out, and Kurt Orton stares down at Blade, then holds both middle fingers in the air to the crowd as they spew hatred his way as the Thy WWE logo appears in the bottom left corner of the screen.
Phil Latio: I don't understand! What could Kurt Orton be thinking? What sort of agenda does he have? Folks, we're going to have to wait until next week to find out! Tune in next week!
The show ends with a shot of Kurt Orton staring in to the hard camera. This isn't the Kurt Orton that we remember. Something has changed.
END OF SHOW
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RECAP
Robert Saints over Dean Ambrose
Skye Dawkins over Latoya
Beno Segment
Blade LaVigne over Triana
Return of Kurt Orton
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Robert Saints over Dean Ambrose
Skye Dawkins over Latoya
Beno Segment
Blade LaVigne over Triana
Return of Kurt Orton
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