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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 22, 2020 6:32:12 GMT
Heavy pacing.
Palms maybe swearlty something something Mom's spaghetti.
A fired-up Jonah Ke'ala, finally stopping his pacing.
JONAH KE'ALA
Bruddahs… what more can I say dat hasn't been said? De words "uphill battle" come to mind when we're talking about tonight. World Heavyweight Champ David Troy at my side and I'll be de first to admit. Nerves? I got em. Worries? Three matches. A who's who of de Lion's Road roster converging tonight with the World Tag Team Titles on de line.
He shakes.
JONAH KE'ALA
And little old me… little old me coming out of nowhere. Week one, I was de afterthought dat got pinned by Rain Corvin. I heard de whispers. David Troy had de faith in me, but nobody else did. But week two… ahh…
He says with a little more confidence in his voice.
JONAN KE'ALA
Week two against de God-Bears… we fought and we scratched and we clawed. We didn't win dat one either, but we fought two big,, bad men to a draw. Suddenly, we weren't de afterthoughts. We were de ones dat you had to watch.
Then the smile grows a little wider.
JONAH KE’ALA
Week three… week three, de night dat all changed. After two weeks of "wah wah your sister" and dead jokes… I made dat girl proud! I made Momma Ke'ala proud. I shut dat bully, Ryan Samuels, de hell up for at least three seconds… three seconds he can never get back. I may still face dem tonight and if I have to, so be it. Burning Hammers, Seville and Bingham… and you again, God-Bears. Only one of us is gonna win dis playoff, RUN through Seville and Bingham, den take on the Burning Hammers or Lariat Inc...
And he beats on his chest.
JONAH KE'ALA
Bruddahs, you're looking at him. Dat afterthought... dat little nobody fighting for a sister no longer among us... Dat guy you all wrote off, writes a new chapter titled... And your NEW World Tag Team Champions!
THE DAY BEFORE THE SHOW…
Not Backstage.
Not this time.
The day to be exact.
Standing out somewhere in the middle of the wilderness in Parts Unknown (probably) on a chilly, but perfectly clear evening. The serenity does not last long… a loud howl erupts out of nowhere!
"YYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA…. mate. Your turn."
Nothing.
The camera finally finds itself lowered from the sky and is now fixated on "The Wrestling Bear" Jack Mace. Wearing his wrestling gear (yep, outside any wrestling arena because reasons) and bear pelt over his back, Mace turns to the other man out in the wilderness. An irate-looking Mushigihara (not in wrestling gear, but black jeans and a dark blue jacket) staring a hole through his partner in the God-Bears.
JACK MACE
Oi! Come on, Moosh! I invited you out here, mate, cause if we're gonna fight as a team… THREE matches, nonetheless… then we need to build up that chemistry quick as a team! And the best way to do that? Out here, middle of nowhere, bravin' the elements and suckin' right from the teeth of mother nature herself… give us a howl then!
Mushi looks repulsed. Mace picks up on it.
JACK MACE
Figure of speech, mate. Look…
He reaches over and has an axe in hand. He gets himself ready for axe throwing.
JACK MACE
I like to come out here and envision winning when I got these big matches. I learned doing this axe throwin' these Yanks fancy is actually quite fun. Now, watch. Focus is key, mate…
He HURLS the first at axe a set of targets… the first one, dead center into a target with a Strongest Tag League promo poster with World Heavyweight Champ David Troy and Jonah Ke'ala, taped against a tree.
JACK MACE
Troy and Ke'ala scored a big win over them Lariat, Inc blokes so they can take a beatin'... so we gotta go in there and focus, Moosh! We gotta focus! We gotta make with the smashy-smashy and find a way to get in and outta there as fast as we can cause if we can win the Playoff match! Troy's the World Champ and Ke'ala has got more heart than that kid from Cap'n Planet… you know the one…
MUSHIGIHARA
(Confused) …Osu?
Mushi clearly has no idea what the fuck he's talking about and stoically watches Mace. He grabs another axe out of his bag. With the old college try, he tosses it into another tree: this one, right into a photo of Justin Seville and Felix Bingham.
JACK MACE
Then we gotta plan for these guys, Moosh. Felix might be greener than the grass under me feet, but he may surprise ya. Seville is the dangerous one, mate. Been keepin' an eye on that one for some time. He's definitely a snake… but I watched that Burnin' Hammers promo to take one out. Sadly, I can't take me shotgun or me axe. I checked the LRX rules and that's a clear Red Card and quite possibly a homocide, so we gotta just BE the axe, mate. Luckily, I know a thing or two 'bout such things so we can cut the head off the snake and move on to the finals...
He then grabs two more axes. One for him and one for Mushi. The God-Beast eyes it carefully.
MUSHIGIHARA
Osu.
JACK MACE
Osu, indeed, mate. And we don't know how Burnin' Hammers vs. Lariat Inc. is gonna go. Once we get past the snake and the cat, we gotta prepare to see who wins the battle of cool wrestlin' maneuvers. And we'll have fought two matches at this point, so…
He chucks his axe extra hard, landing right on Lariat Inc's promotional poster.
JACK MACE
If I had me way, I'd avenge our first loss to that lot of wanks. Snatch 'em BOTH up and suplex them out the boots! But until then, we get prepared for all roads. Give it a throw, Moosh.
He looks at the axe, then the last Burning Hammers poster. With some more encouragement from his tag partner… he throws it!
Bullseye!
JACK MACE
Congrats, Moosh! We made it! We are ready! GOD-BEARS GO! Gimme a howl. OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!
Mushigihara stares at him blankly… then…
MUSHIGIHARA
OSSSUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!
JACK MACE
OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
MUSHIGIHARA
OSSSUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!
And mercifully we end there.
The camera cuts to the backstage area where we see Jonah Ke'ala walking down one of the many hallways of the building. Walking with much determination and focus, Jonah stops short when he walks up upon a singular pineapple randomly placed in the middle of the floor.
JONAH KE'ALA
What the...
Before he can finish his sentence, "the Midwest Nightmare" Ryan Samuels comes flying into the camera's view and drops Jonah violently with a nasty lariat to the back of the head. Ryan begins stomping and throwing punches to the back and head of Jonah, taunting the young man.
RYAN SAMUELS
I TOLD YOU TO WATCH YOUR BACK! YOU. STUPID. LITTLE. PINEAPPLE!
After some painful looking shots, Ryan grabs the pineapple off the ground and smashes into Jonah's head, leaving the young man on the ground, reeling in pain and pineapple juice.
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 22, 2020 6:33:21 GMT
SAM HEWITT Fans, we're not wasting any time this evening!
MASON MARVELLE
Ladies and gentlemen, your opening bout is a Strongest Tag League tiebreaker! It is to be fought over a fifteen minute time limit with one fall, one submission or a knockout to decide the winner! Introducing first...
Typical Marvelle theatrics.
MASON MARVELLE At a combined weight of four hundred and sixty six pounds - the team of JONAH KE'ALA and the King of Lions Heavyweight Champion... DAVID TROY!
Troy raises his belt high and Ke'ala points to the sky.
MASON MARVELLE Their opponents at a combined weight of five hundred and eighty two pounds - the team of JACK MACE and MUSHIGIHARA - THE GOD BEARS!
Eddie Dante applauds his team as Mace beats his chest, turns and smacks Mushi's chest and begins having an "OSU"-off with him.
MASON MARVELLE Your referee for this bout is Cordell Garner!
SAM HEWITT Ke'ala looks amped up, but I'm sure an attack from behind will get you fired up and ready to kick some butt. What would you say the strategy in this match is, Brian?
BRIAN SHELZI Fast and furious, get in and get out. Whoever wins this has to fight two more times tonight so you want to get through this as quick and painlessly as possible so you can preserve yourself for the next match... but you can't be so cautious that it costs you. A fine line, you see.
The bell sounds, the World's Champion starts out in the ring with Jack Mace. Mace tries to lock-up, but Troy dodges it not once but twice and answers with some kicks to the leg. Mace responds in kind with a forearm upside the head, backing the champ up a bit. Troy tries to keep the distance with a push kick, while Dante offers up some advice to Mace. Mace closes the gap, swatting Troy as he tries to move in close with the strikes aimed at cutting his legs out from underneath him. Troy manages to execute a drop toe hold, a variation on his usual Tiger leg spin. With Mace on the mat, Troy executes several knee stamps - then reaches up and tags in Jonah Ke'ala. Troy tells him "that's Ryan Samuels!" and Ke'ala's eyes ignite with rage, he grabs Mace's leg and stomps it several times before he attempts a submission. It's clearly meant to be a single leg crab, but it sure ain't pretty. Mushigihara decides he best stomp this out early and goes for the save, but Ke'ala pops up and headbutts the sumo! Mushigihara is wobbled! Ke'ala grabs him and...
POWER SLAM!
He gets up, ripping off his shirt and tags in Troy! Troy pats him on the back and turns his attention back to Jack Mace, battering him with more kicks but Mace finally gets a hold of one and uses his free hand to hoist Troy up into the air and launches him into the God-Bears corner!
SAM HEWITT What strength being shown by the Wrestling Bear!
Mace waits for Mushigihara to be ready to go, then tags him in. Mushi comes in, giving Mace some much needed relief but is still clearly feeling the effects of Ke'ala's offense. He does some sumo strikes to back Troy up into the ropes, then launches him out. Mushi doubles over and Troy soars over, looking for a sunset flip. Mushi tries to keep his balance, but a quick rush in by the Mauler from Maui knocks him over!
1...
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2...
Mushi claps his legs together, slamming Troy's head between them. With the champion rattled, Mushi tags in Mace. Mace comes in and grabs Troy off his knees, executing a headbutt. Troy falls to all fours, but Mace pulls him up again to deliver a second... but Troy fights back! He delivers an uppercut, then an elbow and then gets up to his feet and buries a shin into Mace's gut! He tries to put him in a clinch, but Mace grabs Troy's legs to not only prevent the incoming knees, but he turns...
HUGE BACK BODY DROP!
Troy lands hard and perhaps instinctively rolls out of the ring. Jonah Ke'ala hops down off the apron to check on his partner, keeping an eye on Mace and Mushigihara inside the ring but Mace holds his hands up innocently.
SAM HEWITT Probably a nice change of pace to have some friendly competition given the animosity with Lariat Incorporated and the heat between Trevor Ward and Rain Corvin.
BRIAN SHELZI Friendly competition be damned. If these guys want to win the tag titles, they need some killer instinct!
Ke'ala gets Troy up to his feet and asks if he's good to go, Troy nods and starts climbing back inside. Ke'ala pats him on the back and takes his place in the corner while Mace tags in Mushigihara. Mushi comes in and immediately stomps toward Troy, grabbing him up in a bearhug before he can generate any offense. Troy cries out in pain, then tries to clash his elbows against Mushi's big head but that only inspires the God-Beast to squeeze harder. Troy writhes in pain and grimaces as Mushi grabs his own wrist, increasing the tension. Troy delivers a headbutt, then puts his palm on Mushi's face - pushing him backwards to generate some space...
12-6 ELBOW!
A SECOND!
A THIRD!
Mushi falls backwards, sending Troy throat first into the middle rope. Troy falls back into the middle of the ring and Mushi starts going for a tag, but Mace and Dante are yelling at him to make the cover! Mushi slowly turns direction and drapes his arm over Troy, then half of his body...
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2...
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3-NO!
BRIAN SHELZI He wasted way too much time!
SAM HEWITT Mushigihara didn't even know what happened! Troy dropped throat first across the middle rope after he broke free of Mushi's grip, but those downward elbows definitely left their mark on the big man.
Mushi goes right back to the bearhug, but this time a grounded version! Dante tells him it's Atlas Cutter time and Mushi groggily pulls Troy up to his feet and keeps the waist hold applied. He tries to go for the belly to belly, but Troy begins kneeing his inner thigh and the big man stumbles back into the corner and Troy is freed! He dives over and tags in Ke'ala, who roars in! Mushi tries to charge out, but Ke'ala plants him with a spinning side slam! Ke'ala quickly covers, but Mushi kicks out at two. Ke'ala pulls him up to a seated position and runs to a corner to wait...
And wait...
Ke'ala charges as Mushi gets up...
MANHATTAN DROP!
Mushigihara counters Ke'ala's attack, dropping him down on his knee. However, Ke'ala no sells it and grabs Mushi...
HIGH ANGLE BACK DROP!
BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!
Garner begins his ten count and gets to five before either men start stirring.
6...
Mushi is pulling himself toward the corner. Ke'ala is looking out for Troy, who isn't back on the apron yet.
7...
8...
Mushi makes the tag to Mace!
Ke'ala gets to his knees, reaching for the tag...
TROY IS UP ON THE APRON!
AND THE WORLD CHAMPION TAGS IN!
Troy ducks underneath Mace's attack, hits the ropes...
BLAZING STAR KNEE STRIKE!
Mace goes down from the baisaku knee, Troy gets up limping - having hurt his knee on Mace's big head.
SAM HEWITT Troy's sizing him up!
Indeed, he goes behind Mace - keeping out of his peripheral vision and seems to be looking for the Rough Divide, which is his beautiful shining axe kick. Mace gets up to a knee, Troy tries to fight through the limp... steps up...
MACE CATCHES HIM IN A REAR WAIST HOLD!
GERMAN SUPLEX! BEAR ARMS!
HE HOLDS IT!
1...
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2...
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3!
SAM HEWITT Jack Mace just pinned the World's Champion!
Mace lays face down on the mat, Troy is on his back. Ke'ala is still in the ring, kneeling in the corner while Mushi is out on the apron. Eddie Dante, stage hands and young lions all get into the ring to attend to the various bodies strewn about.
BRIAN SHELZI So much for quick and painless, these guys left it all on the line.
SAM HEWITT Of course, they're warriors. These four men exemplify everything that Lion's Road stands for - the fighting spirit. It was all on display here in this opening bout.
Ke'ala is checking on Troy while Mace is slowly up to his knees. Mushi is on his feet on the floor, but with his head down on the apron. Dante pats him on the back and he slides in and groggily gets up. Ke'ala looks up as the God-Bears stand over him, but they reach down and help Troy up. The four men share a hug.
SAM HEWITT
Look at this sportsmanship!
BRIAN SHELZI Yeah, it makes me sick!
Our last shot before the break is the God-Bears standing tall.
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 22, 2020 6:33:27 GMT
The cameras find themselves inside a local Pollo Bucket fast food chain. There are a few customers waiting in line to order, three or four employees at the registers and behind the counter, and a handful a folks enjoying their Pollo Bucket favorites. There's a loud rumbling coming from outside and a few customers turn and watch as "The Midwest Nightmare" Ryan Samuels comes barreling in, talking on his cellphone.
RYAN SAMUELS
I told you, Mr. Buck, I didn't get the message! I thought we decided on the Hoss Lions! Yes I was drinking! I got it, Lariat Inc. Love it. Can you order me on of those Lariat Inc leather vest you were talking about? Alright, let me know. Bye now.
Ryan hangs up his call and stands tall in the doorway of the Pollo Bucket. He scans the room with a sneer on his face.
RYAN SAMUELS
I wanna speak to the manager!
Ryan struts his way to the counter, cutting in front of the customers waiting to order, as a young timid employee looks around.
EMPLOYEE
Um, one moment please.
The young employee stumbles away and a minute or so later returns with an older shorter woman, the presumed manager of the establishment.
MANAGER
Can I help you, sir?
Ryan leans in on counter and smiles a rather ugly smile.
RYAN SAMUELS
Hey there. As you probably know, I'm Ryan Samuels from the Lion's Road promotion.
MANAGER
Oh, okay. Nice to meet you, sir. What is it that I can help you with?
RYAN SAMUELS
As you again probably know, Pollo Bucket is the main sponsor of the Lion's Road and I am here for my sponsored meal. On the house, of course.
MANAGER
Um, that's not really how that works. We don't give out free...
RYAN SAMUELS
I'm gonna stop you right there, little missy. I know how this works. I come here to your place, take a few pictures so you can hang them on the wall and I take my Spicy Pollo Bucket Chicken Sandwich and enjoy it. On the house, of course.
Ryan winks at the manager.
MANAGER
Yeah, no. We don't give out free food. You can call our...
RYAN SAMUELS
I don't know if you heard, but my partner "Iron" Mack Brody and I are facing off in the playoffs of the Strongest Tag League tournament this week against the legendary Burning Hammer team. Mack and I go by Lariat Inc now, remember that, we're kinda of big deal. I know what you're thinking, you're facing off against the best team in the Block A and a legendary team at that! Well, hun, Mack and I don't fear any man and I'm surly not afraid of Edwards or Hammerstein.
The manager looks rather unimpressed with this whole exchange, and rolls her eyes.
RYAN SAMUELS
Sure the Burning Hammer went three and oh in their block but come on, who was their real competition over there? My block at least had the World Champ in it. Those boys probably think they are gonna walk into that ring and have a clear cut advantage and I'll be damn, but they are in for a surprise. Mack and I are the real deals and we sure ain't gonna let those two old timers, past their primes and all, get in our way of rightfully being called World Tag Team Champions. Anyways sweet cheeks, how about I get my sandwich and cola and I'll be heading on out. I'll even take a picture with yeah so you can hang it on the wall, how about that!
MANAGER
I'll pass. The meal will be 6.95 please.
RYAN SAMUELS
Ha, maybe I wasn't clear. I want my sandwich and drink. Now. For free.
MANAGER
Yeah, not happening. I need 6.95 for the meal or you can leave.
Ryan looks absolutely furious at the lack of respect and spicy chicken in his hands.
RYAN SAMUELS
Listen here, Karen...
MANAGER
Jessica.
RYAN SAMUELS
Whatever! I want my damn sandwich NOW! I am a certified Lion's Road superstar and damn near close to being the World Tag Team Champion! You are really pushing me, woman!
MANAGER
Sir, you need to leave before I call the police. 1...
RYAN SAMUELS
You wouldn't dare!
MANAGER
2...
Ryan grabs his cowboy hat and begins backpedalling to door.
RYAN SAMUELS
I'LL BE BACK AND I'LL HAVE YOUR DAMN HEAD, WOMAN!
Ryan storms out of the restaurant and can be seen kicking over a trashcan outside as the cameras cut back to ringside.
Riel Buck walks into the same Pollo Bucket a few hours later. Patrons and staff alike turn as the man comes in wearing a bright red suit and talking loudly on his cellphone.
“Calm down, Ryan. Yes, you’re absolutely right. These morons were very rude. No! Don’t do that. Let me handle this. Ryan, I’ve got this. Stay where you are. RYAN! I’ve got this!”
Riel goes straight up to the counter, walking past the customers in line. He slams his hand on the counters and yells. The staff at the counter looks at him blankly.
“Can I help you, sir?”
Riel sneers at him with obvious contempt. He ignores the grumbling behind him from the customers furious that he cut them in line. Leaning across the counter, Riel stares the poor kid dead in the eye.
“Yeah you can, pimple face. I have a complaint to make about how one of my associates was treated earlier in this two bit chicken shack.”
The cashier blanches under Riel’s glare and probably wonders if the eight dollars he makes an hour is even worth it.
“I’m sorry about that, sir. If you would like to speak with my manager…”
Riel slams both his hands down. He points his finger at the kid and shouts.
“Damn rights I do. Go get Susan, or whatever her name is!”
Riel pulls out his phone and reads a message as the kid runs off. He starts laughing, clearly happy with what he sees. He quickly types out a reply and sends it off just as the cashier returns with his manager. She takes one look at him and lets out a long sigh.
“Can I help you, sir?”
“Damn rights you can, April!”
“It’s Jessica, sir”
“Whatever. Now such your mouth and listen. Earlier today my dear friend, Ryan Samuels, was in here trying to get some of your crappy food to eat and you refused his patronage.”
Jessica rolls her eyes. She definitely doesn’t get paid enough to put up with this sort of thing twice in the same day.
“Sir, your friend refused to pay for any food and tried to bully myself and our staff.”
Riel points a finger in her face.
“Now listen here, Karen…”
“It’s Jessica, sir.”
“I don’t care what your name is, Michelle! You don’t treat my friends like that. When someone comes in here and tells you that they’re with Riel Buck and Lariat Inc, you give them whatever they want, on the house. Do you understand, Nicole?”
The manager is clearly angry now and pulls out her phone.
“My name is Jessica, sir! Now I advise you to leave the premise at once. I was ten seconds away from calling the police when your buddy, Samuels, came in here. I’ll give you three!”
Riel is about to say something back when his phone chimes. He looks down at it and smiles. Lifting the phone, he shows the screen to her.
“You’ll do no such thing, Jessica. I just bought this restaurant, which your bosses were more than happy to sell to me on such short notice. This means that you work for me now.”
He points at her and all the other employees, including the poor cashier, who is still hiding behind his manager.
“And as my first decision as owner of this shithole, I’m firing everyone of you and shutting this place down.”
He pushes a button on his phone and says, “Now.”
A large boulder suddenly comes hurtling through the front window and “Iron” Mack Brody steps through it. Customers and employees alike scatter as the big Texan starts tossing chairs and flipping over tables.
“All of you, get your asses out of here. This place is closed until we tellya otherwise!”
Jessica looks shocked at the scene before her and drops her phone to the ground. Riel offers her a twisted smile and laughs.
“Now then, Jessica. If you and your co-workers hope to get any references or even severance pay, I expect you to fill out this order immediately. My associate, Mr Brody, will wait around until the food is ready. I expect you to personally bring it to my limo waiting outside, understand?”
Without waiting for a response, Riel turns and walks out of the restaurant. He pulls his phone back out and makes a call.
“Hello, Ryan? Yeah, it’s me. You’re about to get all the chicken you can eat.”
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 22, 2020 6:33:36 GMT
We begin with Mack Brody across the ring from James Edwards. Nearly a foot in height differential and a hundred plus pound advantage for Brody, but they don't call Edwards the Burning Heart for nothing. Brody immediately bulls into him at the bell, backing him into a neutral corner and driving his shoulder into Edwards' midsection. Referee Jerry Roberts calls for the break, but Brody keeps levelling him until Roberts' count reaches four and he backs of-well, he was. Edwards clocks him with an elbow, then gets whizzed around and thrown back into the corner where Brody smacks him with a receipt! Tired of being yelled at about being in the corner, Brody drags Edwards out of the corner but the only Quadruple Crown champion in Lion's Road history breaks free and begins lighting up Madman Mack with kicks to the leg!
BRIAN SHELZI This is like using a chisel to chop down a redwood.
Brody clobbers him with a palm strike, knocking Edwards back against the ropes. Brody grabs him and smashes him head first into the top turnbuckle, then turns and sprints toward the ropes. He springs off... but Edwards drills him with the Kill Up - his Shining Wizard to a standing opponent. Brody wobbles but doesn't do much more than that, so Edwards decides to add some more momentum and tries bouncing off the ropes and trying it again...
but...
Brody swats him down into the mat and follows it up with a stomp for good measure. Riel Buck then yells at Roberts, which gets him to check out Brody while Ryan Samuels hops off the apron and grabs Edwards - pulling him underneath the bottom rope and smashing him with forearm clubs across the chest! Samuels hurries back to his corner as Hammerstein is yelling at Roberts about the illegal action. Brody walks over and pulls Edwards over the bottom rope, back inside the ring and drops a big elbow down across his chest. He covers!
1-NO!
SAM HEWITT A kickout at one! James Edwards is as bullheaded as Brody is big, but the man's gotta conserve some energy.
BRIAN SHELZI No doubt, that's three hundred and thirty pounds coming down across your chest - it'll knock the wind right out of you. Not to mention the blows that Samuels just gave him a few moments ago. Most guys would take the extra second, it's not much but it helps! Maybe he didn't want Hammerstein to use a save?
Samuels is tagged in and the two cowboys pull Edwards to his feet and back him into the ropes. They shoot him off and drill him with a back elbow smash, which would normally be directed at the chest/neck but due to the size difference - Edwards takes each elbow to the head plus the bump on the mat. Samuels covers!
1-NO!
Samuels gets a bit offended about this and hurriedly yanks Edwards to his feet and delivers a front powerslam.
1-NO!
Hammerstein cheers Edwards on from the apron, but Samuels is even more pissed about this and grabs Edwards up and tries for a suplex. The Burning Heart blocks it by wrapping both legs around Samuels' knee. Samuels lets go and pushes Edwards down, but the former World's Champion hinders the Midwest Nightmare's movement but locking his legs around his thigh. Samuels drops to his knees, trapping Edwards' right leg between his legs - but Edwards uses his free leg to upkick Samuels several times! Hammer stretches out and makes a tag, he gets in and grabs Samuels to free Edwards and the two trade some short-range shots. Edwards gets to his feet and helps Hammer whip Samuels into the ropes. On the return, Edwards dropkicks him in the leg and Hammer catches him with an overhand right!
SAM HEWITT That's one of Hammerstein's go-to strikes, I've seen him finish matches with it before but I think the dropkick hindered the punch more than it helped it.
BRIAN SHELZI Yeah, Hammer couldn't generate a whole lot of force like he wanted to - he had to guess where to punch based on how Samuels reacted.
Instead of a cover, Hammer sizes Samuels up and rushes him as he gets to his feet - trying for his signature Cactus Clothesline. Unfortunately, he doesn't generate enough momentum to drive him over the top rope. So, he rushes to the opposite ropes and bounces off. He comes full force...
BIG BOOT FROM SAMUELS!
Hammer goes down, but fights back to his feet only to be greeted by Mack Brody - who's tagged back in. Brody cuts off his attack attempt with a kick to the gut, doubling him over and several elbows to the back of the head follow before he's chucked out of the ring. Roberts holds up a yellow card.
MASON MARVELLE
Mack Brody has been issued a yellow card - his first public warning!
Brody follows him out, dropping a Texas sized double axe handle on him from the apron. Hammer is then whipped into the guardrail, Buck taps Samuels on the leg and tells him to get to work as Buck decides to argue about the yellow card. Brody whips Hammer into a second big boot from the Midwest Nightmare, dropping him on the floor! Samuels hurries back to his corner as Brody chucks Hammer back inside and goes for a cover!
1...
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2...
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3-NO!
Unlike Edwards, Hammer takes his time kicking out but it seems to give Edwards a bit of a heart attack as he breathes a deep sigh of relief. Brody yanks Hammer by his hair and tags in Samuels, then holds him in place as Samuels drives the point of his elbow down into the back of Hammer's neck. Hammerstein cries out in pain as he falls to all fours. Samuels stomps him a couple of times then yanks him to his feet, but Hammer gets him with a shot to the bread basket before falling back down to a knee. Samuels raises his arms, intending to strike him down with a double axe handle but Hammer grabs him and charges... planting him into the mat with a spinebuster! He rolls off and tags in Edwards. Edwards grabs Samuels by the arm and pulls him up to a sitting position and unleashes a headkick!
He covers!
1...
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2-NO!
Edwards takes Samuels' back, applying a rear naked choke while hooking one leg around the body and one leg over the shoulder and around Samuels' left arm - keeping his back close to Hammerstein in case of a bailout. However, Brody comes barrelling in and kicks Edwards then blasts Hammer off the apron. Brody heads back to his corner, Hammer gets back on the apron and Samuels tries rushing for a tag but Edwards grabs his leg and holds on for dear life. Samuels rolls on his back and tries to kick Edwards off and does so, but Edwards grabs his back and hauls him backwards. Samuels elbows his way free, then slaps Brody's hand! Brody comes in and hits the ropes, gathering up steam for his signature lariat...
HAMMER PULLS EDWARDS OUT OF THE WAY!
BRODY TUMBLES OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Roberts begins the count, but an incensed Brody gets up and yanks Hammer down off the apron and the two begin brawling. Edwards lays over the middle rope, trying to recover and Samuels is down on one knee on the apron in his corner. Roberts is on the apron, yelling at both men but keeps counting. Samuels sneaks into the ring, grabs Edwards and delivers the Midwestplex - a spinning leg-hook belly to back suplex. He rolls out and yells at Brody, then at Buck - telling him to get Brody's attention. Hammer falls onto his knees from some clubbing shots, but grabs Brody's leg and in an impressive display - backdrops him over the guardrail nearly on top of Jason Cashe sitting peacefully in his Reese's Pieces shirt. Hammer sees it and climbs over the guardrail himself, mouthing off to Cashe who just smiles. Brody cracks Hammer across the face with a big right, then tries to climb back over the rail but Hammer falls onto it and knocks Brody down! Buck rushes to his aid, trying to free him...
BUT THE BELL SOUNDS!
Samuels is cussing! Brody is pissed! Cashe is laughing and Buck looks worried as hell. Samuels sees Edwards getting up and lariats the crap out of him while Brody finally gets free, grabs Hammerstein...
AND POWERBOMBS HIM INTO THE TIMEKEEPER'S TABLE!
Cashe is impressed!
Buck holds his hands to his head as Hammer crashes through it.
SAM HEWITT The Burning Hammers win by knockout, but uh... they don't look like winners.
BRIAN SHELZI The other two teams road to the finals might've just gotten easier.
SAM HEWITT You're not kidding.
Roberts is yelling at Lariat Inc, telling them to get out of there and to their credit, Brody and Samuels leave but Buck stays behind - chastising his call.
SAM HEWITT Well, ever the sportsman, Riel Buck is letting Jerry Roberts know what he thinks but the call is fair - Brody took Hammer off the apron, not vice versa.
BRIAN SHELZI If Hammer hadn't have yanked Edwards out of the way, he wouldn't have tumbled out.
Buck storms off in a huff as Cashe continues enjoying his popcorn.
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 22, 2020 6:33:44 GMT
Justin Seville is seated on a bench, lacing his boots up, and otherwise preparing for the Night. The door creaks open and Seville looks up to see Darnell Cane and Felix Bingham standing in the doorway. Seville says nothing; he sort of glares at them a moment before peering down again. Cane weirdly smiles at the tension, and attempts to cut through it.
DARNELL CANE
Last week was kind of a setback, I’ll admit. However we can still come away with the Tag Team Championships tonight. You just have to go out there and do what you do best: seek and destroy. Seville chuckles as he finishes lacing his boots, and he stands up. Cane tilts his head subtly and asks “Something funny?” To which Seville responds “No, not really.” Bingham looks like he’s had about enough of The Cottonmouth’s attitude. Cane picks up on this, and places a hand on his chest as a way to tell him to settle down. DARNELL CANE
You know, Justin... if I didn’t know any better... I would swear you like being a loser.Seville’s head turns on a dime and he closes the distance between the two men in an instant. He is practically nose to nose with Cane at this moment. “What did you say?” Seville asks, in an intimidating tone. Cane gives a devilish grin.
DARNELL CANE
It wasn’t just Felix that lost last week. You lost, too.Seville seems to simmer down just a tad, backing away from Cane just a step.
JUSTIN SEVILLE
I didn’t ask for this, Cane. I didn’t give a crap about forming a team with anyone. It wasn’t anything personal to Bingham. Hell, I don’t know the kid. I thought he could handle his own. Maybe, just maybe, he learned something by now.By this time, Felix Bingham has had about enough. He jolts forward and gets into his partner’s face. FELIX BINGHAM
You know what, Seville? I’ve had it! We lost because you didn’t give enough of a shit to help me when I needed it! WE could have been the team to go undefeated! You wanna wallow in your own self pity so damn much, when you could just go out there and prove you are the most dangerous guy on the Lion’s Road! Believe it or not, I know that to be true already!Seville stands stoic as Bingham practically yells in his face. Perhaps he even respected the kid for it, just a little. He straightens up as he has to look up at the youngster who towers over him.
JUSTIN SEVILLE
Settle down, kid. You ain’t no 12 Gauge. Keep your composure and maybe, just maybe...one day you can tell your kids about the time you stood alongside “The most dangerous man on the Lion’s Road” and lived to tell about it.Seville smirks before glaring at Cane as he passes by him and exits the room, leaving Cane to try and convince Bingham that all hope is not lost. |
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 22, 2020 6:33:53 GMT
Justin Seville nods to Felix Bingham and the two men jump Mushigihara from behind, they quickly pummel him until Jack Mace grabs Bingham and chucks him away. He then grabs Seville, but not before he stomps Mushi and pushes him out underneath the bottom rope. Mace tries to whip Seville into the ropes but gets countered, Seville drops down and Bingham drills Mace with his beautiful dropkick sending him down! Referee Robbie Morris uses this chance to restore order, grabbing Seville and ordering him to his corner. Seville isn't happy about being pushed and gets right in Morris' face, prompting Darnell Cane to get up on the apron. He seems to cool Seville down because the Cottonmouth backs up and takes his place on the apron as Mushigihara climbs inside, steaming mad and ready to face off with Felix Bingham.
SAM HEWITT Well, I don't think I'd want to make either one of these guys mad... but maybe Mushi less so. However, given the punishment he took in our opening bout - it might be the way to go.
BRIAN SHELZI Mace is friendly, yeah, but you get someone like him hot and their whole personality flips so I don't know if I agree with your assessment. Either way, Mushi's in the ring and Mace is on the floor after a face full of dropkick. So an angry sumo is what he gets.
Bingham smirks and gives Mushi a shove, but the sumo shoves him back. Bingham tries again, but Mushi batters him with sumo palm strikes and backs him up into the ropes. He fires off a few forearms, then whips him out. Bingham bounces off the ropes and leaps over the doubled over Mushi, looking for a sunset flip. Unfortunately for him, all 294lbs of the God-Beast comes down on his chest! Mushi stays there for the cover...
1...
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2-NO!
Seville comes in and breaks it up, he returns to the apron and sarcastically asks Cane if that's good enough. Mushi tags in Mace, who comes in and grabs Bingham and throws him into the corner - telling Seville to tag in. Seville tells Mace to think twice, so Mace responds by holding his finger up, then a second... and growls to get his ass in the ring! Seville flips him off and drops off the apron. Cane sneers as Mace angrily grabs Bingham, pulls him back toward the God-Bears corner and offers a tag to Mushi, saying he doesn't want to hurt the kid. Mushi says...
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OSU, of course and tags in. He grabs Bingham and drills him with a uranage, Mace stands guard as the pin is made just in case but Seville dismissively waves his hand and leaves.
SAM HEWITT Justin Seville is a real piece of work.
BRIAN SHELZI Look, I can sympathize with him - he didn't ask to be in this tournament or this "team-building" exercise. He wants the go--
SAM HEWITT He wants the gold? Brian, the tag titles bring a win bonus of $100K - just the same as the World's title. Seville and Bingham got to the semi finals without much in the way of teamwor-
BRIAN SHELZI You know why, Sambo? Because one team had to forfeit their matches because their team imploded after one match, another team had Jeremy freakin' Squire on it and he wrote his death certificate with a slap to the face. Seville doesn't care about the tag titles, the man's out for himself and he always has been.
SAM HEWITT That much is obvious. Nevertheless, the God-Bears will advance to the finals and might very well have the advantage after Lariat Incorporated's attack on the Burning Hammers in our last match. We'll have that match in just a few moments.
Eddie Dante gets up on the apron and offers towels and water to both men as Bingham is helped to the back by young lions. Darnell Cane hasn't lost his smile as he watches Bingham being escorted out.
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 22, 2020 6:34:02 GMT
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 22, 2020 6:34:08 GMT
Back from break, the Burning Hammers have entered the ring. Mace offers his hand, Edwards gives him a fist bump and so too does Hammer. Mushi nods and gets the same back from his two opponents. Eddie Dante offers his team some more water and they both take a swig as Marvelle enters the ring.
MASON MARVELLE
Ladies and gentlemen, here to make the special prematch declaration for this World Tag Team title bout is Great Lakes wrestling legend, Teddy Davis!
Davis holds both belts, but leans over to speak into the microphone that Marvelle is holding.
TEDDY DAVIS
It is here tonight in St. Louis, Missouri that the World Tag Team titles will be decided as the unbeaten Burning Hammers of Jacob Hammerstein and James Edwards battle the hard-hitting God-Bears of Mushigihara and Jack Mace. One of these two teams will cement their claim as the strongest tag team of 2020 and obtain the highest honour for tandems in all of Lion's Road. May the best team emerge victorious.
Davis shows the redesigned belts to both teams, then exits.
MASON MARVELLE Ladies and gentlemen, this is your main event of the evening and is the finals of the Strongest Tag League! It is to be fought over a thirty minute time limit with one fall, one submission or a knockout to decide the winner! Introducing first at a combined weight of four hundred and forty seven pounds, they are JAMES EDWARDS! JACOB HAMMERSTEIN! THE BURNING HAMMERS!
Jason Cashe, still rocking the Reese's Pieces shirt gives a hoot and holler and receives a death stare from Hammer. Edwards tells him to focus.
MASON MARVELLE Their opponents at a combined weight of five hundred and eighty two pounds - the team of JACK MACE and MUSHIGIHARA - THE GOD BEARS!
They're pretty stoic, but they've got to be hurting.
MASON MARVELLE Your referee for this bout is Cordell Garner!
SAM HEWITT Let's hear the strategy, Brian.
BRIAN SHELZI Because I've been spot on all night, I think this one is short and violent. There is a thirty minute time limit, but it's lucky to make it past ten because both these teams are beat up and likely exhausted. Mace and Mushigihara went to war with Troy and Ke'ala, but they got off a bit easy with Seville and Bingham because of Seville, so I think he oughta receive a Christmas card. Meanwhile, Hammer and Edwards had to face the biggest team in the tournament and took an ass kicking and then some. Hammer went through a table, Edwards ate a lariat while he was half asleep... I mean, the only advantage they have is that Mushi and Mace just fought ten minutes ago and I don't think they exhausted that much energy.
SAM HEWITT We're about to find out.
We start off with Hammerstein and Mushigihara, the two men size each other up before charging into one another. Mushigihara uses his sumo background to easily control Hammerstein, backing him into the ropes. Garner calls for a clean break and Mushi gives it, but Hammer turns the tables and puts an unsuspecting Mushi against the ropes. He drills him with several hard forearms to the face then whips him out into the opposite set of ropes...
DROPKICK!?
Indeed, Hammer busts out a dropkick that catches Mushi off guard and sends him down to the mat. Hammer quickly covers him but is just as quickly thrown off, but the American Monster sticks to the God-Beast like flies on shit or bees on honey and slaps on a front chancery. Mushi fights up, but Hammer uses his upper body to push him right back down. Mushi once again fights up, but grabs Ham's arm and twists him over with a kotehineri. He reaches up and tags in Mace, who comes in and bounces off the ropes - running into Hammer with a shoulder tackle as he gets up. To Hammer's credit, he stands his ground and Mace opts to try again. However, Hammer tries for a hip toss but gets blocked, Mace tries to do it but Hammer grabs his other arm, trapping them and begins headbutting Mace! Hammer slows down, holding his head on Mace's shoulder...
AND MACE RETURNS FIRE!
HEADBUTTS FROM BOTH MEN!
SAM HEWITT I've seen a lot of strike battles in my day, but never anything quite like this!
BRIAN SHELZI And leave it to two hard headed individuals to try it.
Mace gets the better of the exchange and Hammer goes staggering backwards, dragging Mace with him. They end up in the God-Bears corner and Mushi tags back in, but has to wait until Mace and Hammer get untangled before he gets in. This allows Hammer to wobbly get across the ring and tag in Edwards, who keenly gets in and examines how to approach this matchup with Mushi. He runs up and cracks him with a forearm, then several knees to the midsection before trying to Irish whip him, but he gets countered of course. Mushi's attack is ducked by the Burning Heart, who increases his speed by bouncing off the ropes again and cracks Mushi on the bridge of the nose with a palm strike! Mushi goes down! The few fans in attendance cheer and stomp their feet in response before Mushi comes up gushing from the nose. Edwards claps him with a kick to the head, but Mushi starts breathing heavily and firing up... so Edwards kicks him again. Same thing. He changes it up and kicks him in the face! Mushi tries to fight through it, but a second face kick puts him back down on the mat.
BRIAN SHELZI More fighters oughta be like Edwards. He's as stubborn as anyone, but he even saw that the kicks to the side of the head weren't really working... so he started kicking him in his bloody nose. That'll change your tune real quick.
Edwards makes a cover, but Mushi kicks out at one. Edward tags in Hammer, who comes in and mounts Mushi immediately, slamming his bloody head into Mushi's bloody nose. He then drops a few elbows across his face for good measure, then gets up - shaking out the cobwebs from those shots. Mushigihara gets up on all fours and Hammer runs up and introduces his bootlaces to Mushi's face, sending the sumo rolling away. Mushi goes right out to the floor, but Hammer is right behind him. He pulls the God-Beast up and slams him head first into the corner post, then points to Cashe - who grabs at his shirt to rub it in a bit more. Mushi's fallen against the apron, so Hammer scoops him back inside. Mushi rolls away from the ropes, looking for his corner but is in a neutral corner. Eddie Dante runs around the ring to try and direct him, but Hammer intercepts Mushi and pulls him to his feet. He drives his knee into the midsection of Mushigihara, then pulls him in between his legs. He grabs around his waist...
POWERBOMB!?
NO!
MUSHI TRIPS HIM UP!
Hammer lands on his back, Mushigihara has him by the ankles and positions him...
CATAPULT INTO EDWARDS!
The Burning Heart falls off the apron, Hammer hits the mat and Mushigihara crawls...
AND TAGS IN JACK MACE!
SAM HEWITT Bloodied up or not, he's the freshest guy in this bout and he's ready to fight!
Of course, his momentum is cut off a bit by having to pull a dazed and confused Hammerstein to his feet. He grabs him in a pumphandle and powerbombs him to the mat! He covers!
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2...
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EDWARDS BREAKS IT UP!
The Burning Heart tries to buy some time for his partner by continuing to stomp on Mace, but the Bear gets up and cracks him with a forearm smash! He then delivers consecutive Mongolian chops before clasping both arms and launching the Quadruple Crown champion across the ring with a double arm suplex! He instinctively goes for the bridge, but Garner tells him he isn't the legal man. Mace takes a moment to realize that, but releases the pinning hold and throws Edwards aside. Hammer attacks him before he can get to Hammer, Mace drops to his knees and Hammer continues the assault. He hoists Mace up onto the corner turnbuckle, but it just so happens to be the God-Bears corner. Mushigihara makes a sneaky tag as Hammer climbs up, but Mushi shoves him right back down! Mace readjusts his footing...
FLYING BEAR!
The front missile dropkick sends Hammer... well, flying, across the ring! Edwards scurries to the apron and is calling for Hammer to crawl. Mace rolls out of the ring and Mushi dumps himself in just as Edwards gets the tag. Edwards just about falls in the ring himself, tripping over Hammerstein in the process. Mushi ducks a back fist and scoops Edwards up... and shows off his strength by throwing him up again to reposition him for the Argentine neckbreaker!
BUT...
Somehow, Edwards slips out and grabs the sumo with a rear naked choke! Mushi drives him backwards, slamming him between him and the corner turnbuckles. Edwards falls to the mat and Mushi to his knees, but Dante slaps the mat from the floor and Mushi wipes the blood off his face and gets to his feet. He staggers to the opposite corner and then rushes across the path he just came, leaping onto the second rope...
SLINGSHOT CORNER SPLASH!
EDWARDS MOVES!
Mushi eats nothing but mat, Edwards stumbles up, falls and catches himself on the ropes. He looks around...
AND SLAPS ON A GUILLOTINE CHOKE!
BURNING CLUTCH!
Mushi falls onto his back, Edwards is cranking it with everything he's got!
Dante is trying to get Mace up to make the save!
GARNER WAVES IT OFF!
Edwards rolls off at the sound of the bell, looking up at the lights. Mushigihara is out, Dante falls against the apron in disappointment. Medics and young lions pour into the ring, as do the stage hands with the Strongest Tag League trophy. Teddy Davis comes in holding the tag titles, Hammer slowly crawls over to Edwards and tries to pull him up.
MASON MARVELLE
Ladies and gentlemen, your winners of the 2020 Strongest Tag League...
Marvelle looks to see if they're up yet.
MASON MARVELLE James Edwards, Jacob Hammerstein - the BURNING HAMMERS!
Davis offers the belts to Hammer, who grabs one and puts it on top of Edwards and then clutches the other. Becky Chande climbs into the ring, microphone in hand.
BECKY CHANDE Guys... any chance I could get a word about your big win?
Hammer is exhausted, but nods and motions for the microphone. Through laboured breaths, he manages to spit something out.
HAMMERSTEIN Any time... you... two... tough sons of bitches... want a rematch... let's fucking do it!
The fans roar and Mace cracks a smile, despite checking on Mushigihara who's still laying on the mat. He nods in approval, then goes back to helping with Mushi. Jason Cashe is chirping Hammerstein from ringside, but as Edwards gets to his feet - the Burning Hammers are lost in their win. And that's all that would happen tonight.
Or was it?
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Post by Big Time Fights on Nov 24, 2020 4:26:05 GMT
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