Post by Scream on Apr 11, 2007 22:52:18 GMT 1
The Road To WrestleFever 3: Show 2
Live from the Charlotte Bobcats Arena,
Charlotte, NC
Live from the Charlotte Bobcats Arena,
Charlotte, NC
"Headsprung," blares over the P.A. as the P2PW Champion E2 makes his way from behind the curtian to the ring. One part of the ring is set up as his One on One set and the other is set up as a SoundOff set. E2 enters the ring with his belt slung over his shoulder. He looks at the SoundOff set and snorts a snot on the set. He grabs a mic and motions to kill the music.
E2: I'm going to get this show on the road and start this interview the way it should be done...One on One. Tonight's guest......
"Get Back," hits as the World Champ Scream makes his way from the back. He shakes his head at E2 with a sheepish grin. He makes his way to the ring and enters through the ropes. He pulls a mic from his back pocket.
Scream: You're going to get this interview started?
E2: Why you think you should?
E2 looks at the crowd and shakes his head
E2: Naw nigga.
Cheap pop from the fans
Scream: Nice language for a champion. And figuring I have more stroke around here than you I think you should just take your ass out back and watch how a real interview should take place
E2: Cute Scream but I ain't goin nowhere.
Scream: Well neither am I
The two champions square off nose to nose in the ring. The crowd begins a chant, chanting both competitors names. As the two begin butting heads "Down," by Motograter hits. The lights dim and Soul Reaper makes his way on the rampway. Red fireworks shoot towards the ceiling as he makes his way to the ring. Both Scream and E2 back away from each other as Reaper enters the ring. Reaper too has his own mic.
Reaper: Before you two have a bitch fight over who is going to ask me "the question," first I suggest you listen closely. I have chosen who I will face at WrestleFever to once again become Champion. But what you two don't know is which one of you it is. E2 I guess is the obvious choice. For months all I have heard is your jaw flapping about how I'm ducking you. How Reaper is afraid of the one man killing machine. I'll give you credit, you have guts but that's about it. You have a big mouth for someone who is known to choke when it comes to titles.
E2 looks angered as Reaper continues
Reaper: But then there is Scream. Another obvious choice. Last year I took your international title at WrestleFever by dropping you off a house. Why not make it two in a row and take your title again? Choices, choices.
E2: You know what your problem is....
Without hesitation Reaper grabs hold of E2's throat and chokeslams him to the mat. Scream looks surprised as E2 is laid out on the mat. Reaper takes a look at Scream and tells him to take a hike. Scream still surprised slowly exits the ring.
Reaper lifts E2 up and tosses him through the One on One set. He then takes E2's belt and smashes into his head repeatidly. E2's head opens up. Reaper then slides out of the ring and grabs a chair. As he slides in the ring ref's pour out from the back. As they try to get in the ring Scream grabs a few and takes them out to the surprise of the fans. Reaper takes the chair and jams it into the throat of E2. He then places it around E2's neck and stomps on it. The fans jump to their feet as Aladdin is seen charging the ring. He runs past Scream and slides into the ring. He tends to E2 who is hurt badly. He stares down Reaper who exits the ring smiling. Aladdin and Reaper continue to lock eyes as Reaper makes his way up the ramp. EMT's rush the ring as Aladdin looks concerned at the status of E2
Reaper Ashes to ashes, Dust to Dust, E2 your ass is mine
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The scene is quickly taken backstage
There is more commotion as Chilly Willy is seen lying in a pool of his own blood. Barry Bryant looks on in in disarray as another superstar has been taken out. Barry approaches an EMT.
Barry: Who did this?
EMT: I have no idea but Red Ninja was the last person to be seen in this location
Barry: Red Ninja? This is all nonsense.
Barry storms off and bumps into Mick.
Mick: What the hell is going on around here?
Barry: I have no idea but it's time this stops. I'm heading to the ring to make an announcement.
Mick: Well since you're going I might as well follow cause I have an announcement of my own.
The two make their way through the backstage area and into the ring.
Barry: Enough is enough. I want to know who is taking out our superstars and I want to know tonight. Vegeta, Stevo, the j-man, Smokey, Chilly Willy....it has to stop. In fact I'm issuing an award. I'm issuing $10,000 to whoever finds the culprit.
Mick: $10,000 huh? And who is funding this?
Barry: I am, that's who.
"Energy," hits the speakers as Stare makes his way down the ramp. He cockily walks towards the ring as the fans boo him. He enters the ring and smiles at Mick. Mick goes to talk but Stare grabs the mic.
Stare: $10,000 huh. I'll tell you who didn't do it for half that price. I know what you're thinking fat boy (pats Mick on the belly) but it's not me. I have no reason to take anyone out. And besides I wasn't even here.
Mick: Yes, you weren't here were you. And may I ask where you were?
Stare: Well if you need to know I was on the back nine at Charlotte Municipal when you decided to call causing me to double bogey.
Mick: I see. Do you know what time you were supposed to be here?
Stare: Oh I see what this is about. It doesn't matter what time I get here as long as I'm here. You see Mick, I'm the Kin....
Mick: We all know who you are. Or at least who you think you are.
Stare: Oh really? Tell me who I am then?
Mick: You're the King of Kings!
Stare looks on in approval
Mick: You are the whole damn show!
Stare looks on and motions for Mick to continue
Mick: And you're suspended.
Stare smiles and then quickly looks in shock
Stare: Come again?
Mick: You're suspended. You know why? Because I said so. And you're not only suspended but you need to be here each week to do special duties that I tell you to do.
Stare: Screw this! I don't have time for this. Go ahead and suspend me cause I'm late, suspend me cause I miss meetings, but fuck off if you think I'm going to show up and do what you tell me to do.
Mick: That's fine but it will be your wallet.
Stare cocks an eyebrow as Mick grabs a piece of paper from his back pocket
Mick: Look familiar? It's your contract. The one you signed in a rush so you could meet a tee time? The one that I warned you to read the fine print? The one that says if you don't show up after a suspension you lose it all. Every...last....penny.
Stare kicks the ropes in anger.
Stare: You can't do this
Mick: I just did.
Mick drops the mic and exits the ring as Stare fumes. Barry laughs and goes to exit as well but Stare grabs him and delivers his Staredown. Barry hits the mat and Stare grabs the ropes and tears a hole through Mick who heads towards the back
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Backstage JT Blade is seen hiding in an alcove before his match. He is wearing a Red Ninja mask as Summer Ansley catches up him him.
Summer: JT is that you?
JT: Do I look like JT Blade to you?
Summer: Well since you are wearing the Fanatic Championship and since that mask doesn't really fit your head, I'd say yes.
JT: Jesus Christ Summer keep it down. Didn't you see what happened to Chilly? They're after me dammit!
Summer: Who is after you?
JT looks around both corners and charges towards the ring. Summer looks on in slight amusement
As “I Am The Scum” hits, the crowd greet the Fanatic champion with the sort of reception reserved for murderers. JT Blade run from the back and tries to compose himself as he stands on the stage. He smugly holds the title high into the air; continuing to look over his shoulder apparently enjoying the reaction he is getting from the fans and the irony he holds the belt that is supposed to represent them. Every movement JT Blade makes, from stepping on the apron to posing in the ring draws a fresh array of boos from this hardcore Fusion crowd. The mood changes quickly as “I Stand Alone” plays out, as a crowd usually against Fizz gives her a warm reaction on the hope she may be able to beat JT. Fizz enters the ring, and JT Blade raises his eyebrows in a suggestive way, as the referee holds the belt up.
*******P2PW FANATIC TITLE MATCH*******
JT Blade
vs.
The Fizz
vs.
The Fizz
(written by Reece)
JT approaches Fizz cockily, apparently coming onto her, suggesting that if she lies down now, she “might enjoy lying down later”. Fizz slowly sinks to the mat and lies down, and JT smirks, and covers her to heavy crowd booing… Until Fizz rolls JT up and scores a close two count! JT looks enraged as he gets up, shouting at Fizz, who slaps him clean across the face! JT then kicks Fizz in the stomach and applies an abdominal stretch, making sure the focus is on his pelvis being near hers… This allows Fizz to get in an unseen low blow, and arm drag JT to the mat!
Blade looks beside himself, and signals that he’s done playing and comes at Fizz with a sharp set of punches, before grabbing her by the hair and forcing her face-first down to the mat, despite the referee’s warnings. JT takes a moment to remind the referee just who he is, and by the time he gets back to Fizz, she is on her feet and unleashes a breathtaking display of footwork from her kickboxing days, sending JT flying to the mat. Fizz covers him and the crowd sigh as it’s only enough to get a two count.
Fizz rolls over into a Boston crab, as JT tries to reach the ropes. He finally secures a hand on the bottom rope and Fizz is forced to break the hold, as JT rolls out of the ring to recompose. Fizz runs off the ropes, and comes at JT with a baseball slide, but he scouts it, and sidesteps, before swinging Fizz’s legs into the ringpost! JT repeats this motion several times, until the Fizz is clutching her right knee in pain. JT zeroes in on the leg, delivering stomps right on the knee joint before locking in a one-legged version of the Hass of Pain. Fizz is in agony, but luckily also close to the bottom rope, and like JT did earlier, manages to break the hold, even if it takes the referee pulling JT off after a five count to do so.
JT’s ego is back in shape as he struts around the ring like he owns it. He pulls Fizz by the hair onto her feet again, and she can barely stand. Just to show his dominance at this stage, JT kicks the left leg of Fizz out from underneath her and she again falls to the mat. Slowly, he starts to lock in the Fatal Flame, but Fizz pulls JT’s tights and he guillotines into the second rope, before again being rolled up, for an even closer two count! The Fizz, running off only adrenaline, hits a few clotheslines as JT repeatedly tries to get to his feet. Finally, JT ducks one, and she comes back from the ropes with a huge spear! The crowd start to buzz hugely as they sense JT’s reign might be in danger.
Fizz, on basically one leg, stalks JT as he gets up, before launching into the Fizz Pop! Unfortunately, JT pushes out of it, and as Fizz turns back, he lands a cheap shot to the top of her right knee, before grabbing her head, leaping up and completing a full 360 rotation to hit the Mark of the Sword! The crowd boo loudly as JT covers Fizz for the three count.
Winner: JT Blade
JT: 4.3 + .7 = 5.0
Fizz: 0 + .8 = .8
JT lifts up his Fanatic title proudly in the air after another successful defence, taking mock bows from the audience who are booing him venomously, before leaving. Fizz looks on in anger as she clutches her right knee at JT, who is smiling and blowing her cruel kisses. JT grasps his title tight and slowly heads towards the backstage area with a continued look of unease
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