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6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 6:29
*A video starts to play; the screen is filled with slow motion footage of warzones interspersed with 6CW in ring action
*A voiceover speaks as the footage plays
The greatest and most powerful revolutions often start very quietly, hidden in the shadows.
A revolution is not a bed of roses. A revolution is a struggle between the future and the past.
Revolutions spring not from accident, but from necessity. A revolution is a return from the factitious to the real. It takes place because it must
The end may justify the means as long as there is something that justifies the end.
*The 6CW logo appears on the blank screen, as “Control” by Puddle of Mud kicks in. The crowd leaps to their feet, and erupt in a chorus of noise as a blue, white, and yellow pyrotechnics display goes off.
The camera pans across the arena as 6CW fans are on their feet, banners raised high in the air
Uprising = Revolution
Thunder and Wood Friends 4EVA
6CW sign up CM Punk
Orthrus – A plague is coming
6CW – Welcome to Manchester
Mike Ill be your Mrs. Masters
Nate Lay the Nackdown!!
*The action is then taken ringside where Henry and Harold Lloyd are situated at the announce desk, ready to call the action.
HA: Ladies and Gentlemen. It is Tuesday 11th February. We are in the sold out Manchester Arena. I am Harold Lloyd and next to me as ever is my brother Henry and this is 6CW REVOLUTION!!!!!!!!!!
*Fireworks illuminate the darkness as the crowd scream and cheer with excitement
HE: What a night we have in store tonight. From match one right through to the double header Main Event. I think this is the best PPV line up we have ever had the pleasure to call
HA: I’m in total agreement Henry. We have the finale to one of the greatest rivalries in 6CW history as Gazzy D and Max Adamson go head to head one more time
HE: And former best friends collide in a best two out of three falls match when Thunder faces Liam Wood
HA: And that is even before we get to the EWF and 6CW Championship matches. Oh my god I can’t wait till we get started
HE: The excitement is too much Harold. Let’s go backstage ahead of our first match up
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 6:31
(The action goes backstage)
“I be on my Shaw and Cass shiz!” The cameras spring to life to see Ice Cold Cassidy and Billy Shaw walking through the entrance doors and into the arena. Cassidy holds a hand out in front of Shaw “Freeze brother! Take all this in man. This is cool. Damn, its cooler than that. What’s cooler than being cool?”
“Ice Cold?” shouts Christy from down the corridor, cameraman in tow as she looks for an interview.
NC “Alright, alright, alright, alright, Alright, alright, alright, alright, Alright, alright, alright, alright, Alright, alright. Ok now Christy”
“Yeah?”
NC “Now we gon' break this thing down in just a few seconds”
NC “Now don't have me to break this thing down for nothing”
Billy puts a hand on Cassidy’s shoulder BS – “Let the lady speak Ice, I can’t sit through another karaoke smash hit from the Ice Cold compilation album”
NC “Ow man! Icy!”
Christy coughs a little “uh-hum” and asks Shaw “Billy, how excited are you ahead of your first PPV appearance in 6CW?”
BS “Well, Christy, tonight I go out there with a job to do. It’s a shame that me and Nick here bump heads on our first PPV in this company, but we know that its business in the ring”
NC “Yeah, man, we’re buzzing for this baby! It’ll be all cool whatever the weather”
CH “Aside from having to meet each other, you’ll run into an angry Jonathan Daniels and a troubled Chaos. What are your thoughts on those two?”
NC “Daniels can’t bring enough heat to melt this ice!”
Shaw laughs and shakes his head “Puns! Daniels is a man pre-occupied by more than just his ring presence. That is true of Chaos too, who I hope can find himself before these troubles go from personal issues to damaging explosions. But I won’t be helping him tonight, he is a sad collateral of a win that, well if it isn’t mine then it’s only gonna be one other man!”
“ICE ICE BABY!”
“Gentleman, I’ll let you go prepare, good luck tonight!”
(Scene ends)
“I be on my Shaw and Cass shiz!” The cameras spring to life to see Ice Cold Cassidy and Billy Shaw walking through the entrance doors and into the arena. Cassidy holds a hand out in front of Shaw “Freeze brother! Take all this in man. This is cool. Damn, its cooler than that. What’s cooler than being cool?”
“Ice Cold?” shouts Christy from down the corridor, cameraman in tow as she looks for an interview.
NC “Alright, alright, alright, alright, Alright, alright, alright, alright, Alright, alright, alright, alright, Alright, alright. Ok now Christy”
“Yeah?”
NC “Now we gon' break this thing down in just a few seconds”
NC “Now don't have me to break this thing down for nothing”
Billy puts a hand on Cassidy’s shoulder BS – “Let the lady speak Ice, I can’t sit through another karaoke smash hit from the Ice Cold compilation album”
NC “Ow man! Icy!”
Christy coughs a little “uh-hum” and asks Shaw “Billy, how excited are you ahead of your first PPV appearance in 6CW?”
BS “Well, Christy, tonight I go out there with a job to do. It’s a shame that me and Nick here bump heads on our first PPV in this company, but we know that its business in the ring”
NC “Yeah, man, we’re buzzing for this baby! It’ll be all cool whatever the weather”
CH “Aside from having to meet each other, you’ll run into an angry Jonathan Daniels and a troubled Chaos. What are your thoughts on those two?”
NC “Daniels can’t bring enough heat to melt this ice!”
Shaw laughs and shakes his head “Puns! Daniels is a man pre-occupied by more than just his ring presence. That is true of Chaos too, who I hope can find himself before these troubles go from personal issues to damaging explosions. But I won’t be helping him tonight, he is a sad collateral of a win that, well if it isn’t mine then it’s only gonna be one other man!”
“ICE ICE BABY!”
“Gentleman, I’ll let you go prepare, good luck tonight!”
(Scene ends)
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 6:32
*Backstage in the office of The Authority ahead of the first match of the night. Drake Callihan is sat at the desk as Mr. Jones paces the floor.
DC: Relax. Tonight is the night when we get the last piece of the puzzle
MJ: You better be right Drake. If at the end of this evening I am faced with more failure then we do things my way from now on. I have been accommodating of your wrestling knowledge but I …
DC: We…..
*Jones rubs his eyes in frustration
MJ: You know what I mean…We cannot accept anything less than complete success any longer. The strength of our business model depends on having complete control of this company.
DC: We have complete control
MJ: In monetary terms yes but the biggest prize still eludes us. They have hope as long as they continue to hold that belt. It is their shining beacon
DC: I have complete faith in Roth
*Jones shakes his head
MJ: You better be right Drake
(Scene ends)
DC: Relax. Tonight is the night when we get the last piece of the puzzle
MJ: You better be right Drake. If at the end of this evening I am faced with more failure then we do things my way from now on. I have been accommodating of your wrestling knowledge but I …
DC: We…..
*Jones rubs his eyes in frustration
MJ: You know what I mean…We cannot accept anything less than complete success any longer. The strength of our business model depends on having complete control of this company.
DC: We have complete control
MJ: In monetary terms yes but the biggest prize still eludes us. They have hope as long as they continue to hold that belt. It is their shining beacon
DC: I have complete faith in Roth
*Jones shakes his head
MJ: You better be right Drake
(Scene ends)
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 6:33
Match 1
Nicky Cassidy vs Billy Shaw vs Jonathan Daniels vs Chaos
HA: First match of the night here at Revolution and we have got a fatal four way contest on our hands….four superstars all looking to walk out of here with a win that will enhance their opportunities in the coming months…
HE: We’ve got a mix of newcomers, veterans looking to return to glory and hungry young lions in this match….all four have had their share of run-ins in the last few weeks and here tonight they get to settle amongst themselves who the best man really is….
The crowd in Manchester are making plenty of noise for the start of the show and then “Under pressure” plays out to a solid reception from the fans in the arena. Billy Shaw bounces out onto the stage and he nods at the audience before running down to the ring and sliding under the bottom rope…
HA: Only Billy Shaw’s second match here in 6CW….he debuted two weeks back and impressed viewers with his dare-devil style, but after an attack from Jonathan Daniels he was forced to spend last week on the sidelines…
HE: Shaw is a spot-monkey, nothing more….he makes the fans giddy because he does crazy stuff in the ring but I have seen nothing to suggest he has the ability to get the results that make you successful…
HA: I wouldn’t go that far just yet, he is just starting out here in 6CW….but this is live pay per view and a big chance for Shaw to prove himself tonight….he seems to have forged a friendship with fellow newcomer Nicky Cassidy but all alliances are out of the window right here, every man for himself…
Shaw jumps on the ropes and he nods his head in time to his music before “Cold as Ice” booms out and the fans applaud the arrival of “Ice Cold” Nicky Cassidy.
HA: Now here is a man who has really endeared himself to the 6CW universe in a short space of time…
HE: He’s an idiot…I guess these people see a lot of themselves in Cassidy…
Blue pyros crash into the rafters and then Nicky Cassidy appears through the smoke, a cocky smile on his face. He spins on the spot and drops his fur coat to his waist, revealing muscular abs underneath, before pointing around the arena…
HA: Cassidy admits he is a showman, but his performance against Daniels last week showed us that he can back up his bravado with action…
HE: He got one lucky victory and you want to start hailing him as the second coming?
HA: It was hardly “lucky”….he earned that victory and you know he did…
Cassidy throws his coat to the floor before jumping up on the apron and vaulting over the ropes. He poses for the fans and then turns around to face Billy Shaw…
HE: No time for friends tonight…
HA: No there isn’t….they two young men signed on the dotted line at the exact same time, they debuted against one another….tonight they need to put friendship to one side as they look to climb the 6CW ladder…
Shaw and Cassidy look each other up and down before touching knuckles and backing away to neutral corners. Both men seem to be in awe of the amazing atmosphere inside the arena and then “Perfection” hits the airwaves…
HA: Every cheer in this arena just turned into a very audible boo….not a popular man at all…
HE: Like he cares…Jonathan Daniels doesn’t need any of these people to like him, he is going to be a start regardless…
HA: I keep hearing that but I see nothing to prove it….Daniels has had plenty of chances to prove he is a contender but each time has come up short….tonight is a real sink or swim moment for him…
HE: Way to go putting pressure on this man’s shoulders….Daniels will hit top form when the time is right, not a moment before…
HA: I’d urge him to find that form tonight….all three of his opponents have issues with him and I would imagine he is marked man here this evening….
Purple pyros burst into the air as Jonathan Daniels marches on the stage, a dark and sulking look on his face. He glares at the fans and ignores their taunts as he marches down the rampway toward the ring…
HA: Daniels has all the physical tools to be a star….but he only has himself to blame for his failures so far in his career…
HE: Tonight is the turning point….he’s already shown in the last few weeks that he can manhandle all three of his opponents…
HA: Especially when he has a steel chair in his hands…
Daniels eyes look upward to the ring and he focuses in on both Shaw and Cassidy, an expression of deep loathing etched on his features. Cassidy and Shaw both smirk at each other before beckoning Daniels to get into the ring…
HA: Daniels has had two run-ins with these two men in the last two weeks….both times he has been sent packing with his tail between his legs…
HE: Not tonight….
Daniels climbs up on the apron and he steps over the top rope to take his position in the ring. The referee stands in between all three men and then the lights black out.
HA: Final participant of our opening contest…
HE: From what we have seen recently I am not so sure Chaos should have been medically cleared to compete…
The crowd cheer as “It’s an Omen” screams out and then green pyros illuminate the darkness of the arena. A searchlight begins to roam the arena before stopping on the entranceway as the music changes to “Granite”. Silver pyros spray across the ramp as Chaos appears through the shadows…
HA: Chaos has been suffering from a very bad concussion over the last month….an injury he sustained at the hands of Jonathan Daniels….since then we have seen some very bizarre behaviour from the former 6WF Champion…
HE: The guy is losing the plot, I know he has a medical history of break-downs but I think he is on the verge of his biggest one yet…
HA: Last week on Anarchy we were treated to a very candid interview with Chaos…he was very open about his disappointment at how his 6CW career has panned out thus far…but there was an underlying feeling of foreboding during that interview, as though Chaos was suffering a serious inner-conflict…
HE: He’s a nutjob…what else do you need to know…
HA: Chaos was never the most liked man, his past contains some very reprehensible actions, and he seems to have really struggled to comprehend the support he has received from 6CW fans…this is a man going through a very personal torment…
HE: Well ne needs to get his mind in the game tonight…otherwise he is just cannon fodder…
Chaos walks halfway down the ramp and then another pyro explodes and causes him to spin around on the spot, momentarily clapping his hands to his ears. He shakes his head, a little dazed, before turning around and walking to the ring…
HE: You see that….he’s freaked out by his own pyrotechnics…
Daniels looks slightly amused by Chaos’ plight, a grin passing his lips, and he watches as the masked superstar climbs up onto the apron. Chaos steps through the middle rope but isn’t fully through as Daniels runs across and big boots him in the head, sending the smaller man flying back out and into the aisleway…
*Crowd boo furiously…
HA: You no good son of a …
HE: All’s fair in love and war…
HA: Bull(beep)….he didn’t even let Chaos in the ring…
Daniels looks pleased with his handywork until Shaw and Cassidy spin him around, taking the fight to him with a barrage of right hands and kicks to the stomach.
HA: Looks like this match is going to begin as a triple threat…hopefully Chaos can get himself back up and involved in this bout…
Shaw and Cassidy deliver a double Irish whip that sends Daniels across the ring and then they knock him down with a double dropkick as he returns. He stumbles up in the corner and Cassidy drops down on all fours as Shaw runs in, using Cassidy’s back as a springboard, and dives at Daniels…
HA: Poetry in motion…
Daniels falls out of the corner and Cassidy drop toe holds him to the mat before running off the ropes and returning with rolling thunder across the chest…
HE: This isn’t fair….it wasn’t assigned as a handicap match…
Daniels holds his chest as he gets back up and Shaw springboards off the ropes before flying back with a crossbody…
HA: Daniels caught him….too strong…
HE: PERFECT STORM!
Daniels looks for his finisher but Cassidy runs in and connects with a low dropkick to the knees of Daniels, taking him down on all fours. Shaw and Cassidy then get back up and deliver a double kick to the face of Daniels (ala Del Rio)…………………..Cassidy covers…………………1…………………2……………..Shaw pulls him off and makes the cover……………..1……………….2…………………Cassidy breaks it up!
HA: The teamwork just ended…
Cassidy and Shaw smirk as they square up and then begin to trade rights and lefts. Shaw begins to get the upper hand and he looks for an Irish whip but Cassidy is able to reverse…
HE: HANDSPRING…
Shaw handsprings off the ropes and comes back for a flying elbow but Cassidy lands a solid dropkick to the spine as he returns. Shaw gets back up and Cassidy pulls him into place for a fisherman’s suplex………………1……………………..2………………shoulder up!
HA: An amazing atmosphere here in Manchester for our opening match of Revolution…
HE: Everyone knows when 6CW is in town we bring the show like nobody else…
Cassidy gets back up and heads to the corner for some aerial offense but Shaw is back up and runs into the corner, leaping into the air and lashing an enzeguiri into the temple of Cassidy. Ice Cold falls down into a seated position as Shaw jumps up top and delivers a frankensteiner…
HA: DANIELS CAUGHT HIM….OH GOD…
Shaw throws Cassidy off the top rope with the hurricanrana but Daniels amazingly catches Cassidy in midair and spins him around into a sit-down powerbomb………………….1…
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…………..Chaos breaks the pinfall with a springboard legdrop!
*Crowd pop
HE: Nooo….
HA: Amazing counter by Jonathan Daniels but now Chaos is back in the mix…he only has eyes for the man who tried to put him out of this match…
Daniels gets back up and Chaos delivers stiff kicks to the calves of his opponent and follows up with forearms. Chaos attempts an Irish whip but Daniels is too strong and he sends Chaos toward the ropes…
HA: SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK!
Chaos floats back off the ropes and dropkicks Daniels in the chest, sending him back into the ropes on the opposite side. Daniels gets his arms tied up in the ropes…
HE: Get him out of there, ref…
HA: Not where Daniels wants to be…
Chaos adjusts his mask and smirks before walking over and beginning to lash kicks into the stomach of Daniels. He then lands with hard forearms to the face before backing off and scoring with a ferocious buzzsaw kick to the side of Daniels’ face…
HA: Daniels may be out cold from that shot…
The referee is finally able to untangle Daniels from the ropes and he just falls down on the deck, unmoving. Chaos tries to pull the bigger man away from the ropes as Shaw runs in behind and rolls Chaos up…………………1……………………………2………………….kickout. They both get back up and Shaw looks for a roundhouse kick but Chaos ducks and nails a hurricanrana that sends Shaw rolling under the bottom rope. Chaos then runs to the opposite side of the ring and returns with a diving baseball slide that sends Shaw crashing into the ringside barrier. Chaos climbs up on the apron and he waits for Daniels to stand up…
HA: SPRINGBOARD SENTON!
Chaos looks for the seated senton but Daniels is able to catch him on his shoulders. He turns Chaos around to powerbomb him but Nicky Cassidy is back up and he launches forward…
HA: ICE BREAKER…
HE: This can’t be happening…
The crowd cheer as Cassidy detonates the kick right on the jaw of Daniels, causing Chaos to drop down on top of him…………………..1
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Nicky Cassidy vs Billy Shaw vs Jonathan Daniels vs Chaos
HA: First match of the night here at Revolution and we have got a fatal four way contest on our hands….four superstars all looking to walk out of here with a win that will enhance their opportunities in the coming months…
HE: We’ve got a mix of newcomers, veterans looking to return to glory and hungry young lions in this match….all four have had their share of run-ins in the last few weeks and here tonight they get to settle amongst themselves who the best man really is….
The crowd in Manchester are making plenty of noise for the start of the show and then “Under pressure” plays out to a solid reception from the fans in the arena. Billy Shaw bounces out onto the stage and he nods at the audience before running down to the ring and sliding under the bottom rope…
HA: Only Billy Shaw’s second match here in 6CW….he debuted two weeks back and impressed viewers with his dare-devil style, but after an attack from Jonathan Daniels he was forced to spend last week on the sidelines…
HE: Shaw is a spot-monkey, nothing more….he makes the fans giddy because he does crazy stuff in the ring but I have seen nothing to suggest he has the ability to get the results that make you successful…
HA: I wouldn’t go that far just yet, he is just starting out here in 6CW….but this is live pay per view and a big chance for Shaw to prove himself tonight….he seems to have forged a friendship with fellow newcomer Nicky Cassidy but all alliances are out of the window right here, every man for himself…
Shaw jumps on the ropes and he nods his head in time to his music before “Cold as Ice” booms out and the fans applaud the arrival of “Ice Cold” Nicky Cassidy.
HA: Now here is a man who has really endeared himself to the 6CW universe in a short space of time…
HE: He’s an idiot…I guess these people see a lot of themselves in Cassidy…
Blue pyros crash into the rafters and then Nicky Cassidy appears through the smoke, a cocky smile on his face. He spins on the spot and drops his fur coat to his waist, revealing muscular abs underneath, before pointing around the arena…
HA: Cassidy admits he is a showman, but his performance against Daniels last week showed us that he can back up his bravado with action…
HE: He got one lucky victory and you want to start hailing him as the second coming?
HA: It was hardly “lucky”….he earned that victory and you know he did…
Cassidy throws his coat to the floor before jumping up on the apron and vaulting over the ropes. He poses for the fans and then turns around to face Billy Shaw…
HE: No time for friends tonight…
HA: No there isn’t….they two young men signed on the dotted line at the exact same time, they debuted against one another….tonight they need to put friendship to one side as they look to climb the 6CW ladder…
Shaw and Cassidy look each other up and down before touching knuckles and backing away to neutral corners. Both men seem to be in awe of the amazing atmosphere inside the arena and then “Perfection” hits the airwaves…
HA: Every cheer in this arena just turned into a very audible boo….not a popular man at all…
HE: Like he cares…Jonathan Daniels doesn’t need any of these people to like him, he is going to be a start regardless…
HA: I keep hearing that but I see nothing to prove it….Daniels has had plenty of chances to prove he is a contender but each time has come up short….tonight is a real sink or swim moment for him…
HE: Way to go putting pressure on this man’s shoulders….Daniels will hit top form when the time is right, not a moment before…
HA: I’d urge him to find that form tonight….all three of his opponents have issues with him and I would imagine he is marked man here this evening….
Purple pyros burst into the air as Jonathan Daniels marches on the stage, a dark and sulking look on his face. He glares at the fans and ignores their taunts as he marches down the rampway toward the ring…
HA: Daniels has all the physical tools to be a star….but he only has himself to blame for his failures so far in his career…
HE: Tonight is the turning point….he’s already shown in the last few weeks that he can manhandle all three of his opponents…
HA: Especially when he has a steel chair in his hands…
Daniels eyes look upward to the ring and he focuses in on both Shaw and Cassidy, an expression of deep loathing etched on his features. Cassidy and Shaw both smirk at each other before beckoning Daniels to get into the ring…
HA: Daniels has had two run-ins with these two men in the last two weeks….both times he has been sent packing with his tail between his legs…
HE: Not tonight….
Daniels climbs up on the apron and he steps over the top rope to take his position in the ring. The referee stands in between all three men and then the lights black out.
HA: Final participant of our opening contest…
HE: From what we have seen recently I am not so sure Chaos should have been medically cleared to compete…
The crowd cheer as “It’s an Omen” screams out and then green pyros illuminate the darkness of the arena. A searchlight begins to roam the arena before stopping on the entranceway as the music changes to “Granite”. Silver pyros spray across the ramp as Chaos appears through the shadows…
HA: Chaos has been suffering from a very bad concussion over the last month….an injury he sustained at the hands of Jonathan Daniels….since then we have seen some very bizarre behaviour from the former 6WF Champion…
HE: The guy is losing the plot, I know he has a medical history of break-downs but I think he is on the verge of his biggest one yet…
HA: Last week on Anarchy we were treated to a very candid interview with Chaos…he was very open about his disappointment at how his 6CW career has panned out thus far…but there was an underlying feeling of foreboding during that interview, as though Chaos was suffering a serious inner-conflict…
HE: He’s a nutjob…what else do you need to know…
HA: Chaos was never the most liked man, his past contains some very reprehensible actions, and he seems to have really struggled to comprehend the support he has received from 6CW fans…this is a man going through a very personal torment…
HE: Well ne needs to get his mind in the game tonight…otherwise he is just cannon fodder…
Chaos walks halfway down the ramp and then another pyro explodes and causes him to spin around on the spot, momentarily clapping his hands to his ears. He shakes his head, a little dazed, before turning around and walking to the ring…
HE: You see that….he’s freaked out by his own pyrotechnics…
Daniels looks slightly amused by Chaos’ plight, a grin passing his lips, and he watches as the masked superstar climbs up onto the apron. Chaos steps through the middle rope but isn’t fully through as Daniels runs across and big boots him in the head, sending the smaller man flying back out and into the aisleway…
*Crowd boo furiously…
HA: You no good son of a …
HE: All’s fair in love and war…
HA: Bull(beep)….he didn’t even let Chaos in the ring…
Daniels looks pleased with his handywork until Shaw and Cassidy spin him around, taking the fight to him with a barrage of right hands and kicks to the stomach.
HA: Looks like this match is going to begin as a triple threat…hopefully Chaos can get himself back up and involved in this bout…
Shaw and Cassidy deliver a double Irish whip that sends Daniels across the ring and then they knock him down with a double dropkick as he returns. He stumbles up in the corner and Cassidy drops down on all fours as Shaw runs in, using Cassidy’s back as a springboard, and dives at Daniels…
HA: Poetry in motion…
Daniels falls out of the corner and Cassidy drop toe holds him to the mat before running off the ropes and returning with rolling thunder across the chest…
HE: This isn’t fair….it wasn’t assigned as a handicap match…
Daniels holds his chest as he gets back up and Shaw springboards off the ropes before flying back with a crossbody…
HA: Daniels caught him….too strong…
HE: PERFECT STORM!
Daniels looks for his finisher but Cassidy runs in and connects with a low dropkick to the knees of Daniels, taking him down on all fours. Shaw and Cassidy then get back up and deliver a double kick to the face of Daniels (ala Del Rio)…………………..Cassidy covers…………………1…………………2……………..Shaw pulls him off and makes the cover……………..1……………….2…………………Cassidy breaks it up!
HA: The teamwork just ended…
Cassidy and Shaw smirk as they square up and then begin to trade rights and lefts. Shaw begins to get the upper hand and he looks for an Irish whip but Cassidy is able to reverse…
HE: HANDSPRING…
Shaw handsprings off the ropes and comes back for a flying elbow but Cassidy lands a solid dropkick to the spine as he returns. Shaw gets back up and Cassidy pulls him into place for a fisherman’s suplex………………1……………………..2………………shoulder up!
HA: An amazing atmosphere here in Manchester for our opening match of Revolution…
HE: Everyone knows when 6CW is in town we bring the show like nobody else…
Cassidy gets back up and heads to the corner for some aerial offense but Shaw is back up and runs into the corner, leaping into the air and lashing an enzeguiri into the temple of Cassidy. Ice Cold falls down into a seated position as Shaw jumps up top and delivers a frankensteiner…
HA: DANIELS CAUGHT HIM….OH GOD…
Shaw throws Cassidy off the top rope with the hurricanrana but Daniels amazingly catches Cassidy in midair and spins him around into a sit-down powerbomb………………….1…
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…………..Chaos breaks the pinfall with a springboard legdrop!
*Crowd pop
HE: Nooo….
HA: Amazing counter by Jonathan Daniels but now Chaos is back in the mix…he only has eyes for the man who tried to put him out of this match…
Daniels gets back up and Chaos delivers stiff kicks to the calves of his opponent and follows up with forearms. Chaos attempts an Irish whip but Daniels is too strong and he sends Chaos toward the ropes…
HA: SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK!
Chaos floats back off the ropes and dropkicks Daniels in the chest, sending him back into the ropes on the opposite side. Daniels gets his arms tied up in the ropes…
HE: Get him out of there, ref…
HA: Not where Daniels wants to be…
Chaos adjusts his mask and smirks before walking over and beginning to lash kicks into the stomach of Daniels. He then lands with hard forearms to the face before backing off and scoring with a ferocious buzzsaw kick to the side of Daniels’ face…
HA: Daniels may be out cold from that shot…
The referee is finally able to untangle Daniels from the ropes and he just falls down on the deck, unmoving. Chaos tries to pull the bigger man away from the ropes as Shaw runs in behind and rolls Chaos up…………………1……………………………2………………….kickout. They both get back up and Shaw looks for a roundhouse kick but Chaos ducks and nails a hurricanrana that sends Shaw rolling under the bottom rope. Chaos then runs to the opposite side of the ring and returns with a diving baseball slide that sends Shaw crashing into the ringside barrier. Chaos climbs up on the apron and he waits for Daniels to stand up…
HA: SPRINGBOARD SENTON!
Chaos looks for the seated senton but Daniels is able to catch him on his shoulders. He turns Chaos around to powerbomb him but Nicky Cassidy is back up and he launches forward…
HA: ICE BREAKER…
HE: This can’t be happening…
The crowd cheer as Cassidy detonates the kick right on the jaw of Daniels, causing Chaos to drop down on top of him…………………..1
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 6:36
……………….Cassidy just breaks the pin!
HA: Chaos almost capitalising off Cassidy’s work right there…
Cassidy pulls Chaos up and throws him over the top rope before rushing over to make the cover on Daniels…………………..1………………………2…………………Chaos has held onto the ropes and he “skins the cat” before jumping across and breaking the pinfall.
HE: Daniels just needs to get out of the ring and compose himself, build back up for another assault…
Cassidy gets up and he kicks Chaos in the stomach before attempting a suplex but Chaos floats over the back and then runs Cassidy into a one-handed bulldog. Chaos gets back up and he runs to the ropes before jumping in the air…
HA: LIONSAULT!
Chaos looks for the springboard moonsault but Cassidy rolls aside, causing Chaos to land out on his feet at the final second. Cassidy gets back up and he looks for a running discus clothesline but Chaos ducks it and scores with a backstabber before following up with a springboard…
HA: Second time of asking….LIONSAULT!
Chaos lands the springboard moonsault……………….1…………………….2……………..Billy Shaw pulls Chaos off the cover and tries to synch in a sharpshooter…
HE: Chaos is too much of a veteran to get caught out by this…
Chaos kicks up and catches Shaw in the face, staggering him back into a seated position in the corner. Chaos then charges in and lands with two feet on the chest of Shaw, bouncing up and down before using the top rope to slingshot backward and then back in with a crunching dropkick to the face….
HA: There are signs here of the Chaos that dominated the playing field in 6WF for a whole year….this Cruiserweight was feared by near 300lb men…
Chaos then drags a groggy Billy Shaw to his feet and he hooks his arms into place before nodding his head at the crowd…
HA: G-FORCE!
HE: GERMAN…
Chaos looks ready to plant Shaw with “Angel Wings” as Cassidy runs in behind and waistlocks Chaos into a huge release German suplex!
HA: Chaos just landed right on the back of his head….that is not a good sign…
Chaos is holding his head as he rolls on the mat and Cassidy quickly drags him back up and lifts him into the air…
HE: Chaos is finished…
HA: Cassidy calls that the “Ice Hammer”…
Cassidy drills Chaos right on his skull with an impaler DDT and he hooks both legs………………1………………….2……………………..3!
HA: Cassidy wins…
HE: Not yet…
The crowd boo as Daniels drags Cassidy under the bottom rope by his legs and then launches him through the air, clattering him into the ringside barrier. Daniels shakes his head at Cassidy and then he climbs back into the ring, his eyes glinting with malice as he notices that Chaos is hurting…
HA: Daniels looks like a goddamn kid in a candy store….
HE: Time to put Chaos out of his misery…
Daniels lets Chaos get up and then he runs into him with a thunderous knees to the stomach before clubbing him across the back, forcing Chaos down on the deck. Daniels stomps down on the back of Chaos’ head before turning him over and beginning to rain down punches into his foe’s head…
HA: Every shot aimed at the head is laced with intent…
HE: Daniels knows the head is vulnerable, of course he is going to target it…
The referee warns Daniels about closed-fist punches but the big man shrugs him off and drags Chaos back up. He looks down at his smaller opponent and grins before lifting him up into the air…
HE: Jackhammer…
Chaos looks doomed before Billy Shaw flies from the top rope and scores with a corkscrew superkick right to the face of Daniels. Daniels staggers back into the corner and Shaw connects with a cartwheel back elbow splash before beckoning his opponent out and he backheel kicks him in the stomach…
HA: Shaw looking for some unique offense right here…
HE: OH MY!
HA: SPRINGBOARD TORNADO!
Shaw dumps Daniels on his head with a tornado DDT and then he rolls into the corner and jumps up onto the top rope…
HA: Shaw is primed here…CORKSCREW LEGDROP!
Crowd: That was awe-some x5
HE: Kickout Jonathan…
Shaw lands the spinning legdrop and then he quickly makes the pin………………………1………………………2………………………..Daniels pushes his shoulder off the mat!
HA: Daniels showcasing some real resiliency right there…
Shaw backs up against the ropes and then comes forward again with a low hesitation dropkick to the face of Daniels, leaving him flat on his back. Shaw then makes his way to the corner again and he leaps onto the top rope…
HE: What now…
HA: Daniels is in big trouble…CORKSCREW MOONSAULT!
Daniels rolls away at the final moment and he sends Shaw crashing down onto his chest, knocking all the wind out of him. Shaw tries to clamber back up but Nicky Cassidy grabs ahold of him and checks he is ok before he pushes him through the ropes to the outside…
HE: I think Shaw’s chances just disappeared…
HA: But an opportunity may have arisen for Nicky Cassidy….ICE BREAKER!
Cassidy looks for his second superkick on Daniels but the big man catches Cassidy’s foot and spins him around before planting him with a huge full nelson slam. Daniels looks angry as he heads to the corner and climbs up top…
HA: Daniels doesn’t usually take to the skies…
HE: But when he does, given his size, he is deadly….LOOK AT THAT!
The crowd groan as Daniels sails through the air and then drives his elbow right into the heart of Cassidy, knocking all the wind out of him. Daniels signals that the match is over and he makes the cover…
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HA: CHAOS RISING…
The flashbulbs go off as Chaos comes from nowhere and connects with a split-legged moonsault that breaks up the pinfall. Daniels gets back up to his feet and he looks for a big boot but Chaos ducks the kick and nails a chopblock before rolling Daniels over and applies a sharpshooter…
HA: Chaos looking for the G-Spot…
HE: I could give him a few tips….
Daniels yells in anger as Chaos yanks back on the big man’s legs and extends the pressure into the spine of Daniels. The referee asks Daniels if he wants to quit but he shakes his head and tries to crawl closer to the ropes…
HA: Daniels is displaying plenty of fight and courage but Chaos has the submission in tight….
The crowd are clapping their hands and chanting “Let’s go Chaos” as the submission continues in the centre of the ring. Chaos is looking around the Phones4u Arena with wide eyes, almost consumed by the reaction from the fans…
HA: Very-pro Chaos crowd here tonight…
HE: What is he doing?
Chaos suddenly releases the submission hold and walks toward the ropes, his eyes widening as he listens intently to the cheers and chants of the fans. Chaos adjusts his mask and seems to be teetering on the verge of taking it off…
HE: Is he taking his mask off?
HA: I don’t know…
Chaos begins to rub at the side of his head and then drops down on one knee as Daniels rolls from the ring. The big man shoves the timekeeper to the floor and then grabs a steel chair…
HA: Not this again…
HE: No disqualifications in a fatal four way match….Daniels can do what he likes…
Daniels folds the chair up and then he rolls back into the ring. Chaos is still down on one knee, showing no signs of getting up, and Daniels lifts the chair over his head as he walks toward his grounded opponent…
HA: Chaos doesn’t even know what is coming…this is a damn execution…
HE: I told you he shouldn’t have been medically cleared…
*Crowd cheer
Nicky Cassidy runs to the ropes and springboards onto them before flying back and he knees the chair straight into the face of Daniels. The big man drops down on his back and Cassidy takes a long look at Chaos, a little worried, before heading to the ropes and jumping up top…
HA: FIVE STAR…
Daniels pulls the chair up and Cassidy lands across the weapon, sending him rolling across the ring. Chaos is suddenly back up and he lashes kicks into the legs of Daniels before kicking him in the stomach…
HA: G-FORCE!
Daniels picks Chaos up on his back and then he slams him down on the back of his head with an incredible Alabama slam. Chaos is cradling his head as Daniels drags him back up and flips him up on his shoulders….
HE: Daniels wants a powerbomb….OH JEEZ!
Crowd: Holy (beep) x10
HA: We are going to need EMT’s…
Daniels holds Chaos in a powerbomb position before dropping backwards in the corner. Chaos’ head clatters the top of the steel ringpost and then he stumbles back around and collapses on his face. Daniels is on his knees and he smiles as crawls over and grabs the steel chair…
HA: No this isn’t necessary…he’s out cold….
Daniels measures the chairshot, holding the weapon over Chaos’ head…..and then he draws back and looks for the kill shot…
HA: Please don’t do this…
CRACK!
HE: What an idiot….
Nicky Cassidy comes running into the shot and throws his arms up to protect Chaos, as Daniels turns the chair and wallops it over Ice Cold’s head. He collapses next to Chaos and Daniels grins as he throws the weapon from the ring…………………1……………………………..2………………………..3!
HA: Not like this dammit….
HE: You better believe it….Jonathan Daniels has his career back on track…
The crowd are booing furiously as “Perfection” plays out and the referee is forced to declare Jonathan Daniels the winner of the match. Daniels stands tall with a smile on his face and then he drags Billy Shaw, who was knelt on the apron, into the ring and he nails him with a spinning urange slam….
HE: “Perfect Storm” for good measure…Daniels has battered the playing field…
HA: This is sickening….Daniels is a no good son of a…
HE: He’s a winner….that is all that matters…
Daniels looks down at all three of his opponents and then he climbs from the ring and exits up the rampway. In the ring, Chaos is clutching at his head and almost convulsing in the corner as EMT’s appear on site to check on him….Nicky Cassidy is trying to sit up, blinking back the effects of the chairshot…
HE: What the hell is going on with Chaos? His brains were completely scrambled again…that is likely to be another concussion for him…
HA: There is a deep problem under the surface I feel, it is imperative that Chaos is checked out by EMT’s …another concussion ontop of the one he already has could be critical…if Daniels had hit him with that chair then I worry of what the outcome may have been…
HE: Well Cassidy took the bullet for him….I don’t know why but he did…
HA: Cassidy looked worried about Chaos’ condition earlier in the match….I guess professional courtesy took over his senses….a brave act but one that has cost this exciting youngster a very important victory….
Cassidy is up on his feet, a little groggily, and he moves over to make sure Billy Shaw is ok before staggering over to check on the condition of Chaos. Medics are trying to talk to the masked superstar, but his eyes are blank, barely a trace of emotion on his face. Ice Cold looks concerned as the medical team continue to work on Chaos.
HA: Never a good sign….Chaos has suffered some serious head trauma once again tonight….
HE: A great match but an unpleasant ending…
HA: Explosive way to kick of Revolution….but there is so much more still to come…
HA: Chaos almost capitalising off Cassidy’s work right there…
Cassidy pulls Chaos up and throws him over the top rope before rushing over to make the cover on Daniels…………………..1………………………2…………………Chaos has held onto the ropes and he “skins the cat” before jumping across and breaking the pinfall.
HE: Daniels just needs to get out of the ring and compose himself, build back up for another assault…
Cassidy gets up and he kicks Chaos in the stomach before attempting a suplex but Chaos floats over the back and then runs Cassidy into a one-handed bulldog. Chaos gets back up and he runs to the ropes before jumping in the air…
HA: LIONSAULT!
Chaos looks for the springboard moonsault but Cassidy rolls aside, causing Chaos to land out on his feet at the final second. Cassidy gets back up and he looks for a running discus clothesline but Chaos ducks it and scores with a backstabber before following up with a springboard…
HA: Second time of asking….LIONSAULT!
Chaos lands the springboard moonsault……………….1…………………….2……………..Billy Shaw pulls Chaos off the cover and tries to synch in a sharpshooter…
HE: Chaos is too much of a veteran to get caught out by this…
Chaos kicks up and catches Shaw in the face, staggering him back into a seated position in the corner. Chaos then charges in and lands with two feet on the chest of Shaw, bouncing up and down before using the top rope to slingshot backward and then back in with a crunching dropkick to the face….
HA: There are signs here of the Chaos that dominated the playing field in 6WF for a whole year….this Cruiserweight was feared by near 300lb men…
Chaos then drags a groggy Billy Shaw to his feet and he hooks his arms into place before nodding his head at the crowd…
HA: G-FORCE!
HE: GERMAN…
Chaos looks ready to plant Shaw with “Angel Wings” as Cassidy runs in behind and waistlocks Chaos into a huge release German suplex!
HA: Chaos just landed right on the back of his head….that is not a good sign…
Chaos is holding his head as he rolls on the mat and Cassidy quickly drags him back up and lifts him into the air…
HE: Chaos is finished…
HA: Cassidy calls that the “Ice Hammer”…
Cassidy drills Chaos right on his skull with an impaler DDT and he hooks both legs………………1………………….2……………………..3!
HA: Cassidy wins…
HE: Not yet…
The crowd boo as Daniels drags Cassidy under the bottom rope by his legs and then launches him through the air, clattering him into the ringside barrier. Daniels shakes his head at Cassidy and then he climbs back into the ring, his eyes glinting with malice as he notices that Chaos is hurting…
HA: Daniels looks like a goddamn kid in a candy store….
HE: Time to put Chaos out of his misery…
Daniels lets Chaos get up and then he runs into him with a thunderous knees to the stomach before clubbing him across the back, forcing Chaos down on the deck. Daniels stomps down on the back of Chaos’ head before turning him over and beginning to rain down punches into his foe’s head…
HA: Every shot aimed at the head is laced with intent…
HE: Daniels knows the head is vulnerable, of course he is going to target it…
The referee warns Daniels about closed-fist punches but the big man shrugs him off and drags Chaos back up. He looks down at his smaller opponent and grins before lifting him up into the air…
HE: Jackhammer…
Chaos looks doomed before Billy Shaw flies from the top rope and scores with a corkscrew superkick right to the face of Daniels. Daniels staggers back into the corner and Shaw connects with a cartwheel back elbow splash before beckoning his opponent out and he backheel kicks him in the stomach…
HA: Shaw looking for some unique offense right here…
HE: OH MY!
HA: SPRINGBOARD TORNADO!
Shaw dumps Daniels on his head with a tornado DDT and then he rolls into the corner and jumps up onto the top rope…
HA: Shaw is primed here…CORKSCREW LEGDROP!
Crowd: That was awe-some x5
HE: Kickout Jonathan…
Shaw lands the spinning legdrop and then he quickly makes the pin………………………1………………………2………………………..Daniels pushes his shoulder off the mat!
HA: Daniels showcasing some real resiliency right there…
Shaw backs up against the ropes and then comes forward again with a low hesitation dropkick to the face of Daniels, leaving him flat on his back. Shaw then makes his way to the corner again and he leaps onto the top rope…
HE: What now…
HA: Daniels is in big trouble…CORKSCREW MOONSAULT!
Daniels rolls away at the final moment and he sends Shaw crashing down onto his chest, knocking all the wind out of him. Shaw tries to clamber back up but Nicky Cassidy grabs ahold of him and checks he is ok before he pushes him through the ropes to the outside…
HE: I think Shaw’s chances just disappeared…
HA: But an opportunity may have arisen for Nicky Cassidy….ICE BREAKER!
Cassidy looks for his second superkick on Daniels but the big man catches Cassidy’s foot and spins him around before planting him with a huge full nelson slam. Daniels looks angry as he heads to the corner and climbs up top…
HA: Daniels doesn’t usually take to the skies…
HE: But when he does, given his size, he is deadly….LOOK AT THAT!
The crowd groan as Daniels sails through the air and then drives his elbow right into the heart of Cassidy, knocking all the wind out of him. Daniels signals that the match is over and he makes the cover…
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HA: CHAOS RISING…
The flashbulbs go off as Chaos comes from nowhere and connects with a split-legged moonsault that breaks up the pinfall. Daniels gets back up to his feet and he looks for a big boot but Chaos ducks the kick and nails a chopblock before rolling Daniels over and applies a sharpshooter…
HA: Chaos looking for the G-Spot…
HE: I could give him a few tips….
Daniels yells in anger as Chaos yanks back on the big man’s legs and extends the pressure into the spine of Daniels. The referee asks Daniels if he wants to quit but he shakes his head and tries to crawl closer to the ropes…
HA: Daniels is displaying plenty of fight and courage but Chaos has the submission in tight….
The crowd are clapping their hands and chanting “Let’s go Chaos” as the submission continues in the centre of the ring. Chaos is looking around the Phones4u Arena with wide eyes, almost consumed by the reaction from the fans…
HA: Very-pro Chaos crowd here tonight…
HE: What is he doing?
Chaos suddenly releases the submission hold and walks toward the ropes, his eyes widening as he listens intently to the cheers and chants of the fans. Chaos adjusts his mask and seems to be teetering on the verge of taking it off…
HE: Is he taking his mask off?
HA: I don’t know…
Chaos begins to rub at the side of his head and then drops down on one knee as Daniels rolls from the ring. The big man shoves the timekeeper to the floor and then grabs a steel chair…
HA: Not this again…
HE: No disqualifications in a fatal four way match….Daniels can do what he likes…
Daniels folds the chair up and then he rolls back into the ring. Chaos is still down on one knee, showing no signs of getting up, and Daniels lifts the chair over his head as he walks toward his grounded opponent…
HA: Chaos doesn’t even know what is coming…this is a damn execution…
HE: I told you he shouldn’t have been medically cleared…
*Crowd cheer
Nicky Cassidy runs to the ropes and springboards onto them before flying back and he knees the chair straight into the face of Daniels. The big man drops down on his back and Cassidy takes a long look at Chaos, a little worried, before heading to the ropes and jumping up top…
HA: FIVE STAR…
Daniels pulls the chair up and Cassidy lands across the weapon, sending him rolling across the ring. Chaos is suddenly back up and he lashes kicks into the legs of Daniels before kicking him in the stomach…
HA: G-FORCE!
Daniels picks Chaos up on his back and then he slams him down on the back of his head with an incredible Alabama slam. Chaos is cradling his head as Daniels drags him back up and flips him up on his shoulders….
HE: Daniels wants a powerbomb….OH JEEZ!
Crowd: Holy (beep) x10
HA: We are going to need EMT’s…
Daniels holds Chaos in a powerbomb position before dropping backwards in the corner. Chaos’ head clatters the top of the steel ringpost and then he stumbles back around and collapses on his face. Daniels is on his knees and he smiles as crawls over and grabs the steel chair…
HA: No this isn’t necessary…he’s out cold….
Daniels measures the chairshot, holding the weapon over Chaos’ head…..and then he draws back and looks for the kill shot…
HA: Please don’t do this…
CRACK!
HE: What an idiot….
Nicky Cassidy comes running into the shot and throws his arms up to protect Chaos, as Daniels turns the chair and wallops it over Ice Cold’s head. He collapses next to Chaos and Daniels grins as he throws the weapon from the ring…………………1……………………………..2………………………..3!
HA: Not like this dammit….
HE: You better believe it….Jonathan Daniels has his career back on track…
The crowd are booing furiously as “Perfection” plays out and the referee is forced to declare Jonathan Daniels the winner of the match. Daniels stands tall with a smile on his face and then he drags Billy Shaw, who was knelt on the apron, into the ring and he nails him with a spinning urange slam….
HE: “Perfect Storm” for good measure…Daniels has battered the playing field…
HA: This is sickening….Daniels is a no good son of a…
HE: He’s a winner….that is all that matters…
Daniels looks down at all three of his opponents and then he climbs from the ring and exits up the rampway. In the ring, Chaos is clutching at his head and almost convulsing in the corner as EMT’s appear on site to check on him….Nicky Cassidy is trying to sit up, blinking back the effects of the chairshot…
HE: What the hell is going on with Chaos? His brains were completely scrambled again…that is likely to be another concussion for him…
HA: There is a deep problem under the surface I feel, it is imperative that Chaos is checked out by EMT’s …another concussion ontop of the one he already has could be critical…if Daniels had hit him with that chair then I worry of what the outcome may have been…
HE: Well Cassidy took the bullet for him….I don’t know why but he did…
HA: Cassidy looked worried about Chaos’ condition earlier in the match….I guess professional courtesy took over his senses….a brave act but one that has cost this exciting youngster a very important victory….
Cassidy is up on his feet, a little groggily, and he moves over to make sure Billy Shaw is ok before staggering over to check on the condition of Chaos. Medics are trying to talk to the masked superstar, but his eyes are blank, barely a trace of emotion on his face. Ice Cold looks concerned as the medical team continue to work on Chaos.
HA: Never a good sign….Chaos has suffered some serious head trauma once again tonight….
HE: A great match but an unpleasant ending…
HA: Explosive way to kick of Revolution….but there is so much more still to come…
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 6:40
(Backstage)
"Good Evening 6CW, I'm Timothy Allen, backstage at Revolution as we continue at breakneck speed through another huge night for this company, in an incomparable year. My guest at this time...--"
"No, no, no Timothy Allen, none of this your guest stuff tonight. This isn't an interview, this is a public service announcement!" Jimmy Phillips interrupts Tim Allen, grabbing the microphone and staring straight into his eyes.
His attention turns to the camera. "Tonight is another step forward for Jimmy Phillips, another step on the journey Jimmy Phillips is talking all of 6CW. Incomparable year indeed, this is the year of The Talent."
Tim speaks off mic "Jimmy, can I ask you--"
"No you cannot ask me anything tonight Timothy. I came with a message and I shall deliver. Tonight, Jimmy Phillips takes on a man with rage in his heart and cold in his eyes."
Phillips pauses and brushes his hand through his hair. "You come in here looking to build momentum. Sorry about your damn luck, Alexander, but my momentum is like a runaway train. There ain't no stoppin' me now. You can bring your dossiers, you can come with plans, but with potential so unlimited in me, nothing can prepare you for limitless ability."
Timothy steps forward again and Phillips just plants a flat hand into his face. "This is the year of The Talent...you have been warned"
Phillips drops the mic and walks away as the scene drops.
(Scene ends)
"Good Evening 6CW, I'm Timothy Allen, backstage at Revolution as we continue at breakneck speed through another huge night for this company, in an incomparable year. My guest at this time...--"
"No, no, no Timothy Allen, none of this your guest stuff tonight. This isn't an interview, this is a public service announcement!" Jimmy Phillips interrupts Tim Allen, grabbing the microphone and staring straight into his eyes.
His attention turns to the camera. "Tonight is another step forward for Jimmy Phillips, another step on the journey Jimmy Phillips is talking all of 6CW. Incomparable year indeed, this is the year of The Talent."
Tim speaks off mic "Jimmy, can I ask you--"
"No you cannot ask me anything tonight Timothy. I came with a message and I shall deliver. Tonight, Jimmy Phillips takes on a man with rage in his heart and cold in his eyes."
Phillips pauses and brushes his hand through his hair. "You come in here looking to build momentum. Sorry about your damn luck, Alexander, but my momentum is like a runaway train. There ain't no stoppin' me now. You can bring your dossiers, you can come with plans, but with potential so unlimited in me, nothing can prepare you for limitless ability."
Timothy steps forward again and Phillips just plants a flat hand into his face. "This is the year of The Talent...you have been warned"
Phillips drops the mic and walks away as the scene drops.
(Scene ends)
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 6:41
*Backstage the camera shows DeMarcus Brown arriving at the arena, a camera crew rushes towards him
DB: You get that thing outta ma face fool or I’ll shove it down yo throat!!
*The camera backs off; the voice of Tim Allen can be heard
TA: DeMarcus. It has been ten days since Drake Callihan banned your from 6CW buildings ahead of Revolution
DB: Callihan will get what’s coming to him, once I get done with Ojore I’m coming for the Authority!!!!!
*The camera crew desperately try to keep up
DB: I said get outta ma face!!
*Brown pushes the camera man to the floor as he strides towards the locker room area
(Scene ends)
DB: You get that thing outta ma face fool or I’ll shove it down yo throat!!
*The camera backs off; the voice of Tim Allen can be heard
TA: DeMarcus. It has been ten days since Drake Callihan banned your from 6CW buildings ahead of Revolution
DB: Callihan will get what’s coming to him, once I get done with Ojore I’m coming for the Authority!!!!!
*The camera crew desperately try to keep up
DB: I said get outta ma face!!
*Brown pushes the camera man to the floor as he strides towards the locker room area
(Scene ends)
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 6:42
*Scott Harris is backstage with Tim Allen. Harris nods at the camera as Allen thanks him for joining him
TA: Scott. It’s been quite a welcome to 6CW for you
*Harris smiles
TA: It would appear you have already made waves with The Authority. Your opponent tonight Marty Helms in particular singling you out for some rough treatment
SH: Nothing I couldn’t handle
TA: Oh I’m sure but do you expect a fair fight tonight?
SH: With the Authority you always should expect foul play. You only have to look at the two in charge to see that it’s a rotten organisation from the core. Helms is just doing their bidding. I get that. It’s just a shame for him that he’s picked on me, because I won’t be bullied around
TA: So you think the Authority have targeted you?
SH: How can I not. They obviously see me as a threat and rightly so. I am the next big thing in 6CW and they are worried that they cannot control me
That’s why they keep trying to uneven the odds; tip the balance in their favour but it won’t work Tim
It doesn’t matter how hard they try they won’t knock me down. They will not stop me fulfilling my destiny. They have picked a fight with the wrong guy
*Harris walks out of shot
TA: Strong words, back to ringside
(Scene ends)
TA: Scott. It’s been quite a welcome to 6CW for you
*Harris smiles
TA: It would appear you have already made waves with The Authority. Your opponent tonight Marty Helms in particular singling you out for some rough treatment
SH: Nothing I couldn’t handle
TA: Oh I’m sure but do you expect a fair fight tonight?
SH: With the Authority you always should expect foul play. You only have to look at the two in charge to see that it’s a rotten organisation from the core. Helms is just doing their bidding. I get that. It’s just a shame for him that he’s picked on me, because I won’t be bullied around
TA: So you think the Authority have targeted you?
SH: How can I not. They obviously see me as a threat and rightly so. I am the next big thing in 6CW and they are worried that they cannot control me
That’s why they keep trying to uneven the odds; tip the balance in their favour but it won’t work Tim
It doesn’t matter how hard they try they won’t knock me down. They will not stop me fulfilling my destiny. They have picked a fight with the wrong guy
*Harris walks out of shot
TA: Strong words, back to ringside
(Scene ends)
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 6:43
Match 2
Alexander Altair vs Jimmy Phillips
"MK Ultra" by Muse begins to play and the crowd immediately boo, as the self proclaimed Phoenix Alexander Altair walks out flanked by his personal security. He stands on the ring apron and sneers in the direction of some booing fans, he enters the ring and stretches out as one of his security removes Altair's black robe.
"Cold ash and colder hearts" hits the Phones 4U Arena and the crowd erupts as after a short pause, Jimmy Phillips emerges at the entrance in his red trunks and he looks ready to fight! Phillips sprints to the ring and immediately reigns punches on Altair as the bell rings for the match to begin!
Phillips gets the upper hand with his brawling style as the crowd cheer him on, he lifts Altair up for a spinebuster before going for Altair with more punches! Altair manages to escape the clutches and rolls from the ring as the crowd chant for Phillips!
Henry: What a start to this match, Altair is reeling!
Harold: I don't think I've ever seen Altair be dominated like that before, even Altair can't believe it!
Altair attempts to get back inside the ring, but Phillips nails a baseball slide and dropkicks Altair back first into the steel railing! Phillips goes to the outside and hits a few more right hands before shoving Altair back first into the railing a few more times. Altair is on the floor as the referee begins counting, forcing Phillips to drag Altair towards and into the ring. Phillips rolls Altair into the ring, Phillips climbs up onto the apron then up onto the turnbuckle, Phillips sizes up Altair but Altair reacts by shoving Phillips off the turnbuckle to the outside!
Harold: That's more like it, classic Altair!
The replay shows Phillips landing hard on the outside floor, Altair rolls out of the ring and begins to stomp Phillips hard and methodically. Altair twists the arm of Phillips and rams him shoulder first into the steel ringpost. Altair rolls Phillips into the ring before following him inside. Altair hits a quick DDT to Phillips who is on one knee, and Altair goes for the cover, one, two, Phillips kicks out but favours his shoulder as he does so. Altair immediately focuses on the shoulder of Phillips and drives his knee into the shoulder repeatedly.
Henry: Jimmy Phillips has a lot of heart and a lot of fans here but he needs to get out of this predicament quickly.
Altair holds his knee down on Phillips' shoulder and wrenches the arm as Phillips roars in half pain, half anger! Altair clubs Phillips across the chest and goes for another cover, one, two, thr-Phillips powers out!
Harold: One thing that may be missed is that if Phillips can't use his shoulder to break a pinfall he'll use a lot more energy kicking out with his legs. Great tactics from Altair to grind him down.
Altair continues the assault and nails Phillips with a few right hands. Phillips begins to fight back with punches of his own, but Altair immediately ends the fightback with a rake to the eyes and then another knee drop as Phillips remains on the mat. Altair hits Phillips with several clubbing blows to the chest as the crowd boo, the referee intervenes as Altair gets to his feet. Altair waits for Phillips to drag himself up in the corner but Altair sprints in and hits a flying knee in the corner! Altair sets up for the Straight Jacket choke, Phillips reverses it and hits Altair with a desperation Samoan Drop!
Henry: This could be the turning point Jimmy Phillips needs!
Phillips and Altair slowly get to their feet as the referee begins his 10 count, Phillips still favours his left shoulder but nails Altair with a big right hand, Altair replies with a right hand of his own, they alternate right hands as the crowd cheer and boo Phillips and Altair respectively, Phillips feeds off the crowd and hits another big right hand, Altair tries to respond but Phillips blocks with his right arm and headbutts Altair, Phillips with an Overhead Belly to Belly! Phillips still favours his shoulder but he covers Altair, one, two, th-Altair kicks out.
Harold: It'll take a lot more than that to beat Altair...
Henry: Like that?! TOUCHDOWN!
Phillips gets to his feet, Altair also gets to his, Altair angrily heads towards Phillips who greets him with a vicious Touchdown, Phillips feels his shoulder in pain before dropping to his knees and he hooks the leg of Altair, the crowd count along, one, two, thre-Altair gets the shoulder up! The crowd can't believe it, Phillips can't believe it, he thumps the mat and he beckons for Altair to get to his feet. Altair slowly stands up, he leans on the ropes, Phillips charges towards him but Altair ducks and hangs onto the top rope, Phillips' momentum taking him over the top rope crashing to the outside!
Henry: What's Altair thinking...
Harold: Springboard!
Altair springboards over the top rope onto Phillips as the crowd gasp, Altair lands hard and both men are down on the outside.
HA: Altair throwing all caution to the wind…
Altair gets back to his feet and he tries to lift Phillips up by the head but JP suddenly tackles his foe and lifts him into the air before rushing him back and slamming him into the ringpost. Altair drops down to the ground as Phillips stretches out his shoulder and tries to motivate himself…
HE: I understand Phillips is hurting a little but he might want to get the action back in the ring….doesn’t want to be counted out…
The referee’s count is on seven as Phillips grabs Altair by the head and throws him back under the bottom rope. The “Talent” then climbs up onto the apron and he scales the ropes before leaping off with a heavy shoulder tackle…
HA: Phillips is looking to get his momentum pumping again…
Altair stumbles back up and Phillips lifts him onto his shoulders before running him into the corner and dropping him for some “snake eyes” across the top rope. Altair staggers around as Phillips darts off the opposite side…
HA: GAME-CHANGER!
HE: Not quite…
Altair ducks underneath the clothesline from “hell” and he drops Phillips with a neckbreaker………………..1………………….2…………….kickout. Altair stretches Phillips’ arm out and he stomps down on the shoulder muscle before bouncing back off the ropes and returning with a leaping knee to the same area. Phillips stumbles back to his feet and Altair grabs him by the throat…
HE: Choke-bomb!
Phillips powers out of Altair’s hold and then punches his opponent back to the ropes. He rattles off five successive right hands and then he whips AA off the ropes….Phillips ducks down and forces Altair to jump over him as he comes back before spinning him into a huge powerslam as he returns………………..1……………………..2………..kickout!
HA: Jimmy Phillips is all about power….relentless athleticism with raw aggression…
HE: Altair is more submission-based, methodical….a real contrast…
HA: And this far they are proving quite evenly matched…although every power move that Phillips uses is a strain on his shoulder..
Phillips rags Altair up and looks for a big suplex but Altair floats over the back and he shoves Phillips into the ropes before knocking him down with a dropkick as he returns. Altair backs away into the corner and he beckons for Phillips to stand up before running out at him…
HE: FLYING KNEE!
Phillips shows great presence of mind to duck under the impact and he lifts Altair into a crushing Samoan drop. Phillips then waits for Altair to get back up and he lifts him into a huge spinebuster…………………….1………………………2………………..shoulder up!
HA: Phillips feels like he is getting closer to victory now….that Altair is weakening…
HE: He doesn’t want to get too overconfident….Altair is dangerous to the last…
Phillips circles Altair, waiting for him to stand, and then he grabs his opponent’s arm and drags him into the clinch…
HA: TOUCHDOWN!
Altair rams hard elbows into Phillips’ temple and then grabs his right arm before detonating with a jumping armbreaker. Phillips rolls away holding his shoulder again as Altair rushes at him and punts him right in the damaged area…
HE: Altair is now starting to weaken that shoulder again….that is a danger for Jimmy Phillips..
Altair drags Phillips up by the arm and he slams it against the turnbuckle before turning him around and driving heavy shoulders into JP’s arm. Phillips goes down on one knee as Altair wrenches at his arm again and then twists it behind Phillips’ back, pushing it up toward the neck…
HA: Altair looking for a hyper-extension….he is trying to break Phillips’ arm right here…
Phillips senses the danger as he tilts to the side and uses his free arm to crash punches into Altair’s stomach. Eventually, Altair doubles up and Phillips nails him with a hard knee before whipping him off the ropes….
HE: Phillips caught waiting around…
Phillips drops his head for a backdrop but Altair stops short and grabs JP’s arm again before jumping in the air and then slams the arm down into the mat. Phillips rolls in pain and then Altair stands on his arm…
HA: That is over 200lbs weighing down on his arm….
Altair jumps up and then stomps back down on the arm before he makes a cover……………1…………………2………….Phillips kicks out. Altair pulls him back up by his head and looks to swing into a neckbreaker but Phillips slides through and counters with a backslide……………….1………………………..2……………….shoulder up. Altair is quickly back up and he kicks Phillips in the stomach, dropping him to his knees, before grabbing his arm and spinning him into an armbar…
HE: This is it….the arm is already damaged and Altair is going to snap it off…
HA: Jimmy Phillips is in a whole world of trouble at this moment in time…
Alexander Altair vs Jimmy Phillips
"MK Ultra" by Muse begins to play and the crowd immediately boo, as the self proclaimed Phoenix Alexander Altair walks out flanked by his personal security. He stands on the ring apron and sneers in the direction of some booing fans, he enters the ring and stretches out as one of his security removes Altair's black robe.
"Cold ash and colder hearts" hits the Phones 4U Arena and the crowd erupts as after a short pause, Jimmy Phillips emerges at the entrance in his red trunks and he looks ready to fight! Phillips sprints to the ring and immediately reigns punches on Altair as the bell rings for the match to begin!
Phillips gets the upper hand with his brawling style as the crowd cheer him on, he lifts Altair up for a spinebuster before going for Altair with more punches! Altair manages to escape the clutches and rolls from the ring as the crowd chant for Phillips!
Henry: What a start to this match, Altair is reeling!
Harold: I don't think I've ever seen Altair be dominated like that before, even Altair can't believe it!
Altair attempts to get back inside the ring, but Phillips nails a baseball slide and dropkicks Altair back first into the steel railing! Phillips goes to the outside and hits a few more right hands before shoving Altair back first into the railing a few more times. Altair is on the floor as the referee begins counting, forcing Phillips to drag Altair towards and into the ring. Phillips rolls Altair into the ring, Phillips climbs up onto the apron then up onto the turnbuckle, Phillips sizes up Altair but Altair reacts by shoving Phillips off the turnbuckle to the outside!
Harold: That's more like it, classic Altair!
The replay shows Phillips landing hard on the outside floor, Altair rolls out of the ring and begins to stomp Phillips hard and methodically. Altair twists the arm of Phillips and rams him shoulder first into the steel ringpost. Altair rolls Phillips into the ring before following him inside. Altair hits a quick DDT to Phillips who is on one knee, and Altair goes for the cover, one, two, Phillips kicks out but favours his shoulder as he does so. Altair immediately focuses on the shoulder of Phillips and drives his knee into the shoulder repeatedly.
Henry: Jimmy Phillips has a lot of heart and a lot of fans here but he needs to get out of this predicament quickly.
Altair holds his knee down on Phillips' shoulder and wrenches the arm as Phillips roars in half pain, half anger! Altair clubs Phillips across the chest and goes for another cover, one, two, thr-Phillips powers out!
Harold: One thing that may be missed is that if Phillips can't use his shoulder to break a pinfall he'll use a lot more energy kicking out with his legs. Great tactics from Altair to grind him down.
Altair continues the assault and nails Phillips with a few right hands. Phillips begins to fight back with punches of his own, but Altair immediately ends the fightback with a rake to the eyes and then another knee drop as Phillips remains on the mat. Altair hits Phillips with several clubbing blows to the chest as the crowd boo, the referee intervenes as Altair gets to his feet. Altair waits for Phillips to drag himself up in the corner but Altair sprints in and hits a flying knee in the corner! Altair sets up for the Straight Jacket choke, Phillips reverses it and hits Altair with a desperation Samoan Drop!
Henry: This could be the turning point Jimmy Phillips needs!
Phillips and Altair slowly get to their feet as the referee begins his 10 count, Phillips still favours his left shoulder but nails Altair with a big right hand, Altair replies with a right hand of his own, they alternate right hands as the crowd cheer and boo Phillips and Altair respectively, Phillips feeds off the crowd and hits another big right hand, Altair tries to respond but Phillips blocks with his right arm and headbutts Altair, Phillips with an Overhead Belly to Belly! Phillips still favours his shoulder but he covers Altair, one, two, th-Altair kicks out.
Harold: It'll take a lot more than that to beat Altair...
Henry: Like that?! TOUCHDOWN!
Phillips gets to his feet, Altair also gets to his, Altair angrily heads towards Phillips who greets him with a vicious Touchdown, Phillips feels his shoulder in pain before dropping to his knees and he hooks the leg of Altair, the crowd count along, one, two, thre-Altair gets the shoulder up! The crowd can't believe it, Phillips can't believe it, he thumps the mat and he beckons for Altair to get to his feet. Altair slowly stands up, he leans on the ropes, Phillips charges towards him but Altair ducks and hangs onto the top rope, Phillips' momentum taking him over the top rope crashing to the outside!
Henry: What's Altair thinking...
Harold: Springboard!
Altair springboards over the top rope onto Phillips as the crowd gasp, Altair lands hard and both men are down on the outside.
HA: Altair throwing all caution to the wind…
Altair gets back to his feet and he tries to lift Phillips up by the head but JP suddenly tackles his foe and lifts him into the air before rushing him back and slamming him into the ringpost. Altair drops down to the ground as Phillips stretches out his shoulder and tries to motivate himself…
HE: I understand Phillips is hurting a little but he might want to get the action back in the ring….doesn’t want to be counted out…
The referee’s count is on seven as Phillips grabs Altair by the head and throws him back under the bottom rope. The “Talent” then climbs up onto the apron and he scales the ropes before leaping off with a heavy shoulder tackle…
HA: Phillips is looking to get his momentum pumping again…
Altair stumbles back up and Phillips lifts him onto his shoulders before running him into the corner and dropping him for some “snake eyes” across the top rope. Altair staggers around as Phillips darts off the opposite side…
HA: GAME-CHANGER!
HE: Not quite…
Altair ducks underneath the clothesline from “hell” and he drops Phillips with a neckbreaker………………..1………………….2…………….kickout. Altair stretches Phillips’ arm out and he stomps down on the shoulder muscle before bouncing back off the ropes and returning with a leaping knee to the same area. Phillips stumbles back to his feet and Altair grabs him by the throat…
HE: Choke-bomb!
Phillips powers out of Altair’s hold and then punches his opponent back to the ropes. He rattles off five successive right hands and then he whips AA off the ropes….Phillips ducks down and forces Altair to jump over him as he comes back before spinning him into a huge powerslam as he returns………………..1……………………..2………..kickout!
HA: Jimmy Phillips is all about power….relentless athleticism with raw aggression…
HE: Altair is more submission-based, methodical….a real contrast…
HA: And this far they are proving quite evenly matched…although every power move that Phillips uses is a strain on his shoulder..
Phillips rags Altair up and looks for a big suplex but Altair floats over the back and he shoves Phillips into the ropes before knocking him down with a dropkick as he returns. Altair backs away into the corner and he beckons for Phillips to stand up before running out at him…
HE: FLYING KNEE!
Phillips shows great presence of mind to duck under the impact and he lifts Altair into a crushing Samoan drop. Phillips then waits for Altair to get back up and he lifts him into a huge spinebuster…………………….1………………………2………………..shoulder up!
HA: Phillips feels like he is getting closer to victory now….that Altair is weakening…
HE: He doesn’t want to get too overconfident….Altair is dangerous to the last…
Phillips circles Altair, waiting for him to stand, and then he grabs his opponent’s arm and drags him into the clinch…
HA: TOUCHDOWN!
Altair rams hard elbows into Phillips’ temple and then grabs his right arm before detonating with a jumping armbreaker. Phillips rolls away holding his shoulder again as Altair rushes at him and punts him right in the damaged area…
HE: Altair is now starting to weaken that shoulder again….that is a danger for Jimmy Phillips..
Altair drags Phillips up by the arm and he slams it against the turnbuckle before turning him around and driving heavy shoulders into JP’s arm. Phillips goes down on one knee as Altair wrenches at his arm again and then twists it behind Phillips’ back, pushing it up toward the neck…
HA: Altair looking for a hyper-extension….he is trying to break Phillips’ arm right here…
Phillips senses the danger as he tilts to the side and uses his free arm to crash punches into Altair’s stomach. Eventually, Altair doubles up and Phillips nails him with a hard knee before whipping him off the ropes….
HE: Phillips caught waiting around…
Phillips drops his head for a backdrop but Altair stops short and grabs JP’s arm again before jumping in the air and then slams the arm down into the mat. Phillips rolls in pain and then Altair stands on his arm…
HA: That is over 200lbs weighing down on his arm….
Altair jumps up and then stomps back down on the arm before he makes a cover……………1…………………2………….Phillips kicks out. Altair pulls him back up by his head and looks to swing into a neckbreaker but Phillips slides through and counters with a backslide……………….1………………………..2……………….shoulder up. Altair is quickly back up and he kicks Phillips in the stomach, dropping him to his knees, before grabbing his arm and spinning him into an armbar…
HE: This is it….the arm is already damaged and Altair is going to snap it off…
HA: Jimmy Phillips is in a whole world of trouble at this moment in time…
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 6:47
The crowd boo as Altair wrenches Phillips’ fingers apart and really sets the submission in motion. He drags back on the arm, fully extending the appendage, and then he begins to tighten his legs around the shoulder area…
HE: Phillips has nowhere to go….he should tap out before this gets worse…
The referee is asking Phillips what his decision is but the “Talent” just waves the official away as he tries to move himself closer to the ropes. Altair is really wrenching back on the arm, his eyes glowing with malice…
HA: Altair is trained in submission…it will not take him long to cause permanent damage…
Phillips recognises this fact and he attempts to lean over and lock his hands back together. Altair does his best to prevent that from happening but Phillips is able to get both hands locked, pulling back away from Altair’s grip…
HE: Not out of danger yet…
HA: No he isn’t….but now it is down to strength, something Phillips has an abundance off…
Altair tries to prise the hands apart once again but Phillips is too strong and manages to ward off the danger. Altair releases his legs from around the shoulder and quickly rolls back onto his feet….
HE: Phillips had a lucky escape…
HA: He did really well…
HE: FLYING KNEE!
Phillips is rubbing his shoulder as he tries to crawl back up and he isn’t ready for Altair as he comes flying back in with a diving knee straight to the face (ala Daniel Bryan)…
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HE: Altair picks up the victory…
HA: No he doesn’t….Phillips foot is on the ropes…
The referee points to the boot on the bottom rope and orders the match to continue. Altair shows no emotion as he gets back up and he waits for Phillips to stand before lifting him onto his shoulders….
HE: Powerslam…
Phillips drops off behind and tries to lock in a full nelson but Altair elbows back into JP’s injured shoulder and then scoops him up again and this time he nails a shoulderbreaker….
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HA: Jimmy Phillips has had a career blighted by injury….it would be a shame to see anything serious happen to his shoulder here tonight…
HE: Altair has his target now, he won’t give it up so easily…
Altair stomps down on the side of Phillips shoulder, repeatedly, and then he sits down and tries to apply a crossface submission hold. Phillips battles against his opponent and throws his elbow wildly until he catches Altair flush in the face…
HA: Jimmy Phillips knows he cannot afford to get caught in that kind of submission again…
Phillips fumbles back up and into the corner as Altair comes toward him with a running clothesline. JP ducks out of the way and slams Altair into the turnbuckle before ushering him around and sending him flying with an overhead belly to belly suplex…
HE: That shoulder is playing him up…
HA: Phillips couldn’t get full flight on the suplex….but it won’t stop him!
Altair staggers back up and Phillips takes him down with a second overhead suplex before repeating the feat for a third time, completing the hat-trick. Phillips is rubbing the side of his shoulder as Altair makes it to his feet again before walking into a northern lights suplex…
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HA: Phillips was struggling to use his arms to keep that pinfall…
HE: Then Altair’s plan has worked…without his strength, Phillips isn’t the same fighter…
Phillips gets to his feet and he pounds at his chest, motivating himself, before beginning to stalk Altair once again. Altair slowly gets back up to his feet and Phillips is waiting for him…
HA: TOUCH…
Altair slams his elbow into JP’s eye and then he runs him forward and throws him through the ropes, slamming Phillips’ shoulder into the ringpost. Phillips is slumped there on the ropes as Altair grabs his trunks and rolls him up…………………..1………………………….2…………………kickout!
HA: Despite the pain, Phillips will not throw in the towel…
Altair looks down at Phillips with annoyance before driving heavy kicks down into his back and shoulder. Altair then takes a few backward steps and he crouches down, waiting for Phillips to stand back up…
HE: And now we build for the finish….now Altair can see his chance….SPEAR!
Phillips sidesteps the spear and he sends Altair flying into the turnbuckle before welcoming him back out into a Russian legsweep………………………..1……………………………..2……………………..shoulder up. Phllips gets back up and he ducks a right hand from Altair as he rushes off the ropes…
HA: GAME-CHANGER!
*Crowd cheer
HA: And he got all of it…
HE: His arm wasn’t ready for it, though…
Phillips lands with the brutal clothesline but the impact sends spasms of pain right into his injured shoulder. He stumbles away and drops to one knee, grimacing….
HA: You have the match won, Jimmy….
HE: I think his shoulder may have popped…
Phillips is massaging his shoulder for nearly half a minute before he turns back around and rushes over to the cover…
HA: Altair still looks unconscious…
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HE: He cost himself….
HA: I can’t argue with that….the injury to the shoulder distracted Phillips long enough to let Altair off the hook….
HE: Altair’s idea to target the shoulder has really paid dividends for him…
Phillips is still cradling his shoulder, trying to get some feeling back, as he pushes himself up onto his feet. He listens to the cheers from the sell-out crowd and he smiles before turning back around and he welcomes Altair to his feet…
HA: Jimmy Phillips promised a big 2014 and he needs to stay positive…yes his shoulder is hurting but he still has enough to finish the job….TOUCHDOWN!
HE: GAME OVER!
Phillips looks to plant Altair with the “rock-bottom” but Altair turns his body in midair and then takes Phillips down by the arm and synches in a crossface submission…
HA: Now we have a serious gutcheck for Jimmy Phillips…the injured shoulder has to be in agony…
HE: Altair is relentless, he will not let up on this….this is how he took out Robin Reborn…
HA: This is the move that started this saga…
Phillips is yelling out in pain as Altair traps his arm between his legs and then rips back on the head, sending pain through the neck and shoulder area of Jimmy Phillips. The crowd look concerned as Altair drags right back on Phillips’ head…
HA: Jimmy Phillips is a very brave man, but I don’t know if he can survive this…
HE: Nobody can….he’s going to rip Phillips’ shoulder from the socket, his arm will snap…
HA: Phillips is turning purple….
Jimmy Phillips is extremely reluctant to tap out but his face is changing colour quite rapidly and he is making very little progress toward the ropes. Altair is constantly yanking up the pressure and the ending is well within sight…
HA: Phillips is going to have to tap out….his career will be in danger otherwise…
The crowd suddenly burst to life as “Thrift Shop” echoes from the speakers and then Robin Reborn comes bouncing out onto the stage. Reborn nods his head in time to the music, salutes the fans, and then rushes to the ring with an angry expression on his face…
HE: What is he doing out here?
HA: Robin Reborn was attacked by Alexander Altair just a few weeks ago….he nearly had his arm snapped by Altair until Jimmy Phillips intervened….I guess he wants some revenge…
Reborn quickly jumps up on the apron and he leaps to the top rope, ignoring the referee, before shouting for Altair to notice him. Altair’s black eyes blink as he turns toward Reborn and then he releases the hold on Jimmy Phillips…
HE: Now Reborn is in trouble…
HA: I’M NOT SO SURE!
Reborn throws his arms into the air before leaping off the top and connecting with a missile dropkick right to the chest of Altair. The referee is forced to call for the bell, giving victory to Altair via DQ, but Reborn isn’t interested as he waits for Altair to get back up and then he wipes him out with a spinning heel kick…
HE: Reborn is a maniac, stop him…
HA: Reborn never backed down from a fight in his life and it was Altair who started this one…
Reborn jumps onto Altair and he hammers down with right hands before getting back to his feet. He rushes off the ropes and returns with some rolling thunder across the chest before beckoning Altair to stand…
HA: The crowd here in Manchester are more than happy to see Altair get his comeuppance….
HE: I wouldn’t count on it…
Altair gets back up and Reborn swings a roundhouse kick at his head but it is ducked and then Altair slaps on a strait-jacket sleeper. Reborn’s face quickly turns red as Altair chokes the life out of him…
HA: This is bad…
HE: Reborn shoved his nose where it didn’t belong…now he pays the price, sounds fair to me….
HA: TOUCHDOWN!
HE: Nooo…..this is 2 on 1….
The crowd burst to life again as Jimmy Phillips spins Reborn around and then drills him with the “rock-bottom” in the middle of the ring. Phillips helps Reborn up and they shake hands with one another before looking down at Altair and shaking their heads…
HA: Altair made an enemy of too many people and tonight it has cost him…don’t pick fights that you can’t finish…
HE: One on one he had both of these guys beaten…it was only when they teamed up that they stood a chance….I would sleep with one eye open if I was them two…
HA: I’m sure they are quaking in their boots…
Reborn and Phillips climb from the ring and take the time to greet the fans as they make their way toward the backstage area. Alexander Altair is sat in the ring, holding his neck, with a blank, calculating, look on his face.
HE: Phillips has nowhere to go….he should tap out before this gets worse…
The referee is asking Phillips what his decision is but the “Talent” just waves the official away as he tries to move himself closer to the ropes. Altair is really wrenching back on the arm, his eyes glowing with malice…
HA: Altair is trained in submission…it will not take him long to cause permanent damage…
Phillips recognises this fact and he attempts to lean over and lock his hands back together. Altair does his best to prevent that from happening but Phillips is able to get both hands locked, pulling back away from Altair’s grip…
HE: Not out of danger yet…
HA: No he isn’t….but now it is down to strength, something Phillips has an abundance off…
Altair tries to prise the hands apart once again but Phillips is too strong and manages to ward off the danger. Altair releases his legs from around the shoulder and quickly rolls back onto his feet….
HE: Phillips had a lucky escape…
HA: He did really well…
HE: FLYING KNEE!
Phillips is rubbing his shoulder as he tries to crawl back up and he isn’t ready for Altair as he comes flying back in with a diving knee straight to the face (ala Daniel Bryan)…
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HE: Altair picks up the victory…
HA: No he doesn’t….Phillips foot is on the ropes…
The referee points to the boot on the bottom rope and orders the match to continue. Altair shows no emotion as he gets back up and he waits for Phillips to stand before lifting him onto his shoulders….
HE: Powerslam…
Phillips drops off behind and tries to lock in a full nelson but Altair elbows back into JP’s injured shoulder and then scoops him up again and this time he nails a shoulderbreaker….
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HA: Jimmy Phillips has had a career blighted by injury….it would be a shame to see anything serious happen to his shoulder here tonight…
HE: Altair has his target now, he won’t give it up so easily…
Altair stomps down on the side of Phillips shoulder, repeatedly, and then he sits down and tries to apply a crossface submission hold. Phillips battles against his opponent and throws his elbow wildly until he catches Altair flush in the face…
HA: Jimmy Phillips knows he cannot afford to get caught in that kind of submission again…
Phillips fumbles back up and into the corner as Altair comes toward him with a running clothesline. JP ducks out of the way and slams Altair into the turnbuckle before ushering him around and sending him flying with an overhead belly to belly suplex…
HE: That shoulder is playing him up…
HA: Phillips couldn’t get full flight on the suplex….but it won’t stop him!
Altair staggers back up and Phillips takes him down with a second overhead suplex before repeating the feat for a third time, completing the hat-trick. Phillips is rubbing the side of his shoulder as Altair makes it to his feet again before walking into a northern lights suplex…
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HA: Phillips was struggling to use his arms to keep that pinfall…
HE: Then Altair’s plan has worked…without his strength, Phillips isn’t the same fighter…
Phillips gets to his feet and he pounds at his chest, motivating himself, before beginning to stalk Altair once again. Altair slowly gets back up to his feet and Phillips is waiting for him…
HA: TOUCH…
Altair slams his elbow into JP’s eye and then he runs him forward and throws him through the ropes, slamming Phillips’ shoulder into the ringpost. Phillips is slumped there on the ropes as Altair grabs his trunks and rolls him up…………………..1………………………….2…………………kickout!
HA: Despite the pain, Phillips will not throw in the towel…
Altair looks down at Phillips with annoyance before driving heavy kicks down into his back and shoulder. Altair then takes a few backward steps and he crouches down, waiting for Phillips to stand back up…
HE: And now we build for the finish….now Altair can see his chance….SPEAR!
Phillips sidesteps the spear and he sends Altair flying into the turnbuckle before welcoming him back out into a Russian legsweep………………………..1……………………………..2……………………..shoulder up. Phllips gets back up and he ducks a right hand from Altair as he rushes off the ropes…
HA: GAME-CHANGER!
*Crowd cheer
HA: And he got all of it…
HE: His arm wasn’t ready for it, though…
Phillips lands with the brutal clothesline but the impact sends spasms of pain right into his injured shoulder. He stumbles away and drops to one knee, grimacing….
HA: You have the match won, Jimmy….
HE: I think his shoulder may have popped…
Phillips is massaging his shoulder for nearly half a minute before he turns back around and rushes over to the cover…
HA: Altair still looks unconscious…
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…………..3!
HE: He cost himself….
HA: I can’t argue with that….the injury to the shoulder distracted Phillips long enough to let Altair off the hook….
HE: Altair’s idea to target the shoulder has really paid dividends for him…
Phillips is still cradling his shoulder, trying to get some feeling back, as he pushes himself up onto his feet. He listens to the cheers from the sell-out crowd and he smiles before turning back around and he welcomes Altair to his feet…
HA: Jimmy Phillips promised a big 2014 and he needs to stay positive…yes his shoulder is hurting but he still has enough to finish the job….TOUCHDOWN!
HE: GAME OVER!
Phillips looks to plant Altair with the “rock-bottom” but Altair turns his body in midair and then takes Phillips down by the arm and synches in a crossface submission…
HA: Now we have a serious gutcheck for Jimmy Phillips…the injured shoulder has to be in agony…
HE: Altair is relentless, he will not let up on this….this is how he took out Robin Reborn…
HA: This is the move that started this saga…
Phillips is yelling out in pain as Altair traps his arm between his legs and then rips back on the head, sending pain through the neck and shoulder area of Jimmy Phillips. The crowd look concerned as Altair drags right back on Phillips’ head…
HA: Jimmy Phillips is a very brave man, but I don’t know if he can survive this…
HE: Nobody can….he’s going to rip Phillips’ shoulder from the socket, his arm will snap…
HA: Phillips is turning purple….
Jimmy Phillips is extremely reluctant to tap out but his face is changing colour quite rapidly and he is making very little progress toward the ropes. Altair is constantly yanking up the pressure and the ending is well within sight…
HA: Phillips is going to have to tap out….his career will be in danger otherwise…
The crowd suddenly burst to life as “Thrift Shop” echoes from the speakers and then Robin Reborn comes bouncing out onto the stage. Reborn nods his head in time to the music, salutes the fans, and then rushes to the ring with an angry expression on his face…
HE: What is he doing out here?
HA: Robin Reborn was attacked by Alexander Altair just a few weeks ago….he nearly had his arm snapped by Altair until Jimmy Phillips intervened….I guess he wants some revenge…
Reborn quickly jumps up on the apron and he leaps to the top rope, ignoring the referee, before shouting for Altair to notice him. Altair’s black eyes blink as he turns toward Reborn and then he releases the hold on Jimmy Phillips…
HE: Now Reborn is in trouble…
HA: I’M NOT SO SURE!
Reborn throws his arms into the air before leaping off the top and connecting with a missile dropkick right to the chest of Altair. The referee is forced to call for the bell, giving victory to Altair via DQ, but Reborn isn’t interested as he waits for Altair to get back up and then he wipes him out with a spinning heel kick…
HE: Reborn is a maniac, stop him…
HA: Reborn never backed down from a fight in his life and it was Altair who started this one…
Reborn jumps onto Altair and he hammers down with right hands before getting back to his feet. He rushes off the ropes and returns with some rolling thunder across the chest before beckoning Altair to stand…
HA: The crowd here in Manchester are more than happy to see Altair get his comeuppance….
HE: I wouldn’t count on it…
Altair gets back up and Reborn swings a roundhouse kick at his head but it is ducked and then Altair slaps on a strait-jacket sleeper. Reborn’s face quickly turns red as Altair chokes the life out of him…
HA: This is bad…
HE: Reborn shoved his nose where it didn’t belong…now he pays the price, sounds fair to me….
HA: TOUCHDOWN!
HE: Nooo…..this is 2 on 1….
The crowd burst to life again as Jimmy Phillips spins Reborn around and then drills him with the “rock-bottom” in the middle of the ring. Phillips helps Reborn up and they shake hands with one another before looking down at Altair and shaking their heads…
HA: Altair made an enemy of too many people and tonight it has cost him…don’t pick fights that you can’t finish…
HE: One on one he had both of these guys beaten…it was only when they teamed up that they stood a chance….I would sleep with one eye open if I was them two…
HA: I’m sure they are quaking in their boots…
Reborn and Phillips climb from the ring and take the time to greet the fans as they make their way toward the backstage area. Alexander Altair is sat in the ring, holding his neck, with a blank, calculating, look on his face.
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 6:48
*Vincent Costello is stood backstage with his legal representative Anthony Abbott. Costello appears agitated
VC: Surely there is something we can do
AA: Due process Vincent. These things take their time
VC: And whilst we wait The Authority ruin my career
AA: That maybe a slight exaggeration Vincent. They are trying to make things difficult for you. To test your patience
Don’t show your emotions. Don’t let them think they are getting to you
*Costello smiles evilly
VC: Oh but I want to know they are getting to me. I want them to see exactly what happens when they try to mess with me
*Abbott looks concerned
AA: Don’t do anything rash. We are in a position of power. Don’t let them think they are weakening your resolve
*Costello snaps
VC: Weakening??
You really don’t get me do you? This will not weaken me. I will show them what happens when you test me!!
*Costello strides out of shot as Abbott looks on
(Scene ends)
VC: Surely there is something we can do
AA: Due process Vincent. These things take their time
VC: And whilst we wait The Authority ruin my career
AA: That maybe a slight exaggeration Vincent. They are trying to make things difficult for you. To test your patience
Don’t show your emotions. Don’t let them think they are getting to you
*Costello smiles evilly
VC: Oh but I want to know they are getting to me. I want them to see exactly what happens when they try to mess with me
*Abbott looks concerned
AA: Don’t do anything rash. We are in a position of power. Don’t let them think they are weakening your resolve
*Costello snaps
VC: Weakening??
You really don’t get me do you? This will not weaken me. I will show them what happens when you test me!!
*Costello strides out of shot as Abbott looks on
(Scene ends)
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 6:49
Marty Helms is swaggering through the corridors of 6CW, snarling at the support team in the back, bumping into one of the sound techs “Get out of my way, idiot. I’m SOA, you don’t want to become a problem”
The technician apologises and Helms laughs at him. As he walks on he is met by Drake Callihan. “A-ha, Mr Helms, I see you’re finding your feet as one of our brethren.”
Helms smiles “Certain lessons seem lost on the moronic, but that doesn’t mean I will let them forget my image”
“Indeed, Helms, indeed, but I didn’t recruit you to intimidate stage hands and clean out the back. If I needed new technicians I’d simply find them.”
Helms drops his smile “Of course, and I’ll be showing the reasons Helms is SOA in that ring later tonight.”
Now Callihan smiles, which brings a smile from Helms again “Yes, Helms, we better hope you do. You’ve an impression still to make. The Authority is not just a title we bestow upon ourselves. It is an attitude too. You have my support, but every other man under our wing still needs to see what you can deliver. If you want us to guide you to success then you must justify our support. We might be The Authority, but as Thunder and Wood know, we don’t hand out titles to our friends. This isn’t the Kliq, you’ll earn any gold you win.”
Helms is notably angered by this “Which one of those idiots doesn’t know how damn good I am? Does Enforcer need me to show him how good Marty Helms really is? Conrad?! I mean, come on!”
“This is the attitude that he is talking about”
“He?! Who?!”
Callihan laughs “Why, my dear old Jones. Consider me the Consigliere, Helms. 6CW’s Vito still needs to see you’re true to our cause”
Helms looks a little worried now “Mr Jones, of course, I didn’t mean any disrespect to Mr Jones.”
“Don’t panic, Marty. Let’s say Revolution is your chance to send him a message.”
Helms’ confidence returns “I’ll use Harris to send that message”
“No, no, Marty, victory is the least of our expectations. You could, however, help us with a couple problems. Walk with me, Marty, let’s talk business”
The technician apologises and Helms laughs at him. As he walks on he is met by Drake Callihan. “A-ha, Mr Helms, I see you’re finding your feet as one of our brethren.”
Helms smiles “Certain lessons seem lost on the moronic, but that doesn’t mean I will let them forget my image”
“Indeed, Helms, indeed, but I didn’t recruit you to intimidate stage hands and clean out the back. If I needed new technicians I’d simply find them.”
Helms drops his smile “Of course, and I’ll be showing the reasons Helms is SOA in that ring later tonight.”
Now Callihan smiles, which brings a smile from Helms again “Yes, Helms, we better hope you do. You’ve an impression still to make. The Authority is not just a title we bestow upon ourselves. It is an attitude too. You have my support, but every other man under our wing still needs to see what you can deliver. If you want us to guide you to success then you must justify our support. We might be The Authority, but as Thunder and Wood know, we don’t hand out titles to our friends. This isn’t the Kliq, you’ll earn any gold you win.”
Helms is notably angered by this “Which one of those idiots doesn’t know how damn good I am? Does Enforcer need me to show him how good Marty Helms really is? Conrad?! I mean, come on!”
“This is the attitude that he is talking about”
“He?! Who?!”
Callihan laughs “Why, my dear old Jones. Consider me the Consigliere, Helms. 6CW’s Vito still needs to see you’re true to our cause”
Helms looks a little worried now “Mr Jones, of course, I didn’t mean any disrespect to Mr Jones.”
“Don’t panic, Marty. Let’s say Revolution is your chance to send him a message.”
Helms’ confidence returns “I’ll use Harris to send that message”
“No, no, Marty, victory is the least of our expectations. You could, however, help us with a couple problems. Walk with me, Marty, let’s talk business”
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 6:54
Match 3
6CW Xtreme Championship
Ojore © vs DeMarcus Brown
Ding Ding
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the 6CW Xtreme Championship!
*Crowd pop
HA: You can sense the anticipation in this arena….business just picked up and every single fan in this building is ready for what promises to be a war for the ages…
HE: So many amazing matches lined up for tonight but this one could top them all….this really is going to be a clash of the titans…
A huge “6C-Dub” chant is echoing around the arena and then “Gangster Rap” booms out of the speaker system, drawing cheers from a large portion of the crowd. Pyros burst out from the front of the stage and then the challenger appears…
Ring Announcer: Introducing first….the challenger……from San Jose, California….weighing in at 260 pounds…………….Deeemarrrrcccuuuusss Brrrrroooooowwwwwwwnnnnn!
HA: The challenger has just as much on the line tonight as the champion….if Brown wins this match then not only is he the new Xtreme Champion but he is also next in line to face the EWF World Champion….
HE: That is a big “if”…nobody has ever gone up against Ojore in an “extreme rules” match and toppled the beast….Brown needs a career-defining performance here this evening…
HA: True…but last month DeMarcus Brown took Ojore to his absolute limits in an outstanding “Last Man Standing” match…..he kept the beast down for a full ten count….
HE: But the effort it took to do that meant he couldn’t answer the ten count either…tonight he needs to beat Ojore, there can be no draws in this one…
HA: That is what makes this match so intriguing….Ojore stands in the way of Brown and a chance at world championship glory…it really is a huge encounter…
Brown stands on the stage, his dark eyes shining with intent, and then he lowers the bandana from around his mouth and begins to walk down the ramp. He circles the ring and then jumps up on the apron…
HA: DeMarcus Brown looks ready for this, biggest match of his career thus far…..
HE; He better be ready, because I guarantee that Ojore is….
HA: Ojore is the “war machine”….he thrives in this kind of environment…..Brown will need to be better than he ever has been before….
Brown circles the ring and bounces against the turnbuckle as the lights dim and “Bonfire” echoes out of the PA system. Orange strobelights dance in the darkness of the arena and then a giant figure appears in the entranceway…
Ring Announcer: And his opponent…………….from Uganda, Africa…..weighing in at 281 pounds………….he is the current, reigning and defending 6CW Xtreme Champion………Ooojjjoooorrrreeeee!
HA: This man is the definition of a beast…..he was built for matches where there are no rules, he was born for demolition and destruction…
HE: He’s been the king of Xtreme now for months, nobody has been able to take his crown away from him…..can it be DeMarcus Brown? I really don’t know…
HA: Brown has certainly shown in the last couple of weeks that he can fight fire with fire against Ojore….but we know that the Ugandan has amazing powers of recovery and titanium resilency….this is going to be a barbaric classic…
HE: And Ojore knows that if he wins this then he should be climbing the ladder toward bigger and better things…if Brown has been promised a world title match for winning tonight then Ojore may want the same thing…
HA: An argument could be made…
Ojore holds the Xtreme Championship in the air, almost goading Brown, before throwing the belt into the ring. Ojore then climbs up on the apron and steps through the ropes as Brown quickly dashes to the belt and picks it up…
HA: Ojore offered the belt and Brown is not going to turn down a weapon….
Brown picks the belt up and gets ready to swing it but Ojore is already on him and scores with a thunderous right hand. Brown drops the belt and throws a punch of his own, suddenly both men are engaged in an all-out brawl in the middle of the ring…
HE: We knew that this was exactly what we were going to get tonight….smash mouth action…
HA: There will be no catch-as-catch-can in this one….no sir, this is a fight…
Ojore’s power begins to rock Brown back toward the ropes but Brown answers with a solid headbutt to the face, slowing the beast down. Brown then looks for a three punch combo but Ojore catches his arm and hauls him over into the corner…
HA: Brown doesn’t need to be trapped in there…
Brown sidesteps a running splash from Ojore and he goes to work again with rights and lefts to the body before looking for an Irish whip. Ojore is able to reverse the whip and he sends Brown to the opposite corner before following across…
HE: Nothing but a boot right to the face for Ojore…
Brown plants his boot up in Ojore’s face and then he lifts himself onto the second rope and jumps off with a shoulder tackle that takes the big man down.
HA: Brown has power of his own….he isn’t seriously outsized by the Xtreme Champion..
Ojore gets back up and Brown runs into him with a solid knee to the stomach before bouncing back off the ropes and returning with a kick to the side of Ojore’s head, sending him flying into the ropes. Brown runs at Ojore and clotheslines him over the top to the outside of the ring…
HE: I didn’t think it would take them long to bring the fight out here…
Brown climbs out on the apron and he jumps off with a double axe handle to the back of Ojore before running the champion backward and clattering him into the steel steps. Brown then slams Ojore’s head down on the apron before pulling him around and he tries to lift the beast onto his shoulders…
HE: No way is this happening…
HA: Brown wants the “Broken Home”…
Ojore elbows his way free and then lands a solid palm slap to the chest of Brown, crashing him to the floor. Ojore then drags Brown up and pulls him around to the announce area before slamming his face against the 6CW table…
HA: We don’t want these guys right here in front of us….they don’t care who gets caught in the crossfire…
Brown stumbles backwards and into the timekeeper’s chair as Ojore rips the coverings off the table and throws them to the ground. He then rips a monitor out and holds it in his hands as he waits for Brown to stand up…
HE: Ojore is lining up his shot…
Brown is quick to fire in with a kick to Ojore’s stomach and he yanks the monitor from his opponent’s hands before swinging it back…..CRACK!....The weapon thunders off the side of Ojore’s head and sends him down to one knee as Brown picks up some camera cable and wraps it around the champion’s throat…
HA: Anything goes….Brown is going to try and put Ojore asleep…
HE: He’s choking him…
Ojore is desperately trying to free the cord from around his throat but it is too tight and he cannot loosen it. Brown is holding on with all of his strength, trying to put the champion into an unconscious state…
HA: As strong as Ojore is, I don’t think he can escape from this…
Ojore is desperately trying to grab anything that may help him but Brown is relentless and jumps onto his foe’s back for more leverage. Ojore sways unsteadily but then he just charges forward at full speed…..BOOM!
HE: OH MY…
Crowd: Holy (beep) x10
HA: Ojore sacrificing his own well-being to keep this match alive…
Ojore just charges head-first into the steel steps, the impact of which sends Brown flying into the steel as well and he rolls away in pain. Ojore pulls the cable from around his throat and slumps on the floor…
HE: Already these two are beating the hell out of each other…
HA: Great deal of respect from both for their warrior tendencies….but neither wants to lose, both men willing to go beyond the call of duty…
Brown is rubbing the side of his head as he gets up and he moves toward Ojore but eats a huge right hand to the stomach. Brown is doubled up as Ojore lifts him into a bearhug and then bashes him back into the ringpost. Ojore then turns and runs Brown into the ringside barrier before pulling him forward and throwing him back into the ring…
HE: Ojore looks like he is done messing around with Brown now…time to get down to business…
Ojore climbs back into the ring and he whips Brown into the turnbuckle before chasing and landing with a huge inverted splash. Brown stumbles out and Ojore lifts him off the ground before turning him around into a huge belly to belly slam…………………..1…………………………2……………….kickout!
HA: That was the first pinfall of the match….shows how much these two are intent on beating each other to a pulp…
Ojore lets out a primal roar as he stands up and pounds his chest. He pulls Brown up by the head into a gutwrench and then he flips the challenger into the air…
HE: POWER…
Brown drives punches down into the forehead of Ojore before falling out the front and landing a huge European uppercut to the jaw. Ojore stumbles over to the corner and Brown runs in with a kick to the ribs before rattling off with huge right hands to the head….
HA: Brown just will not stop coming forward…
Ojore pushes out with both hands and sends Brown rolling backward across the canvass. Brown gets back up and storms forward again but Ojore greets him with a huge knee to the stomach and then lifts him onto his shoulders….
HE: POWERSLAM!
Brown drops off the back of Ojore and sends him into the ropes before running at him. Ojore drops his shoulder and connects with a backdrop that sends Brown high over the top rope…
HA: Brown landed a little awkwardly on his ankle there…
Brown staggers back into the security railing and sits down for a moment as Ojore climbs from the ring and stomps down on his opponent. The champion then backs away and rips the steel steps from their restraints before lifting them up over his head…
HA: Things look bad right now for DeMarcus Brown…
HE: Ojore is going to crush him…
Ojore walks toward Brown with the steps in his arms and he raises them high into the air before bringing them crashing down……BOOM!
HA: What a close call….
Brown is able to roll out of the firing line just in time and the steel steps crash down onto the floor. Ojore stumbles off balance as Brown rushes to the ring apron and drags out a steel chair from underneath….he turns around and tilts the chair on its edge before driving it straight into Ojore’s stomach…
HA: Brown was born and raised on the streets….he knows how to fight with the best of them….
CRACK!
Brown slams the chair down across the spine of Ojore and then hauls the weapon into the ring. Ojore is down on one knee as Brown lands more right hands and then backs away before running back in with a brutal knee straight to the temple…
HE: Ojore’s eyes rolled in his head…
6CW Xtreme Championship
Ojore © vs DeMarcus Brown
Ding Ding
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the 6CW Xtreme Championship!
*Crowd pop
HA: You can sense the anticipation in this arena….business just picked up and every single fan in this building is ready for what promises to be a war for the ages…
HE: So many amazing matches lined up for tonight but this one could top them all….this really is going to be a clash of the titans…
A huge “6C-Dub” chant is echoing around the arena and then “Gangster Rap” booms out of the speaker system, drawing cheers from a large portion of the crowd. Pyros burst out from the front of the stage and then the challenger appears…
Ring Announcer: Introducing first….the challenger……from San Jose, California….weighing in at 260 pounds…………….Deeemarrrrcccuuuusss Brrrrroooooowwwwwwwnnnnn!
HA: The challenger has just as much on the line tonight as the champion….if Brown wins this match then not only is he the new Xtreme Champion but he is also next in line to face the EWF World Champion….
HE: That is a big “if”…nobody has ever gone up against Ojore in an “extreme rules” match and toppled the beast….Brown needs a career-defining performance here this evening…
HA: True…but last month DeMarcus Brown took Ojore to his absolute limits in an outstanding “Last Man Standing” match…..he kept the beast down for a full ten count….
HE: But the effort it took to do that meant he couldn’t answer the ten count either…tonight he needs to beat Ojore, there can be no draws in this one…
HA: That is what makes this match so intriguing….Ojore stands in the way of Brown and a chance at world championship glory…it really is a huge encounter…
Brown stands on the stage, his dark eyes shining with intent, and then he lowers the bandana from around his mouth and begins to walk down the ramp. He circles the ring and then jumps up on the apron…
HA: DeMarcus Brown looks ready for this, biggest match of his career thus far…..
HE; He better be ready, because I guarantee that Ojore is….
HA: Ojore is the “war machine”….he thrives in this kind of environment…..Brown will need to be better than he ever has been before….
Brown circles the ring and bounces against the turnbuckle as the lights dim and “Bonfire” echoes out of the PA system. Orange strobelights dance in the darkness of the arena and then a giant figure appears in the entranceway…
Ring Announcer: And his opponent…………….from Uganda, Africa…..weighing in at 281 pounds………….he is the current, reigning and defending 6CW Xtreme Champion………Ooojjjoooorrrreeeee!
HA: This man is the definition of a beast…..he was built for matches where there are no rules, he was born for demolition and destruction…
HE: He’s been the king of Xtreme now for months, nobody has been able to take his crown away from him…..can it be DeMarcus Brown? I really don’t know…
HA: Brown has certainly shown in the last couple of weeks that he can fight fire with fire against Ojore….but we know that the Ugandan has amazing powers of recovery and titanium resilency….this is going to be a barbaric classic…
HE: And Ojore knows that if he wins this then he should be climbing the ladder toward bigger and better things…if Brown has been promised a world title match for winning tonight then Ojore may want the same thing…
HA: An argument could be made…
Ojore holds the Xtreme Championship in the air, almost goading Brown, before throwing the belt into the ring. Ojore then climbs up on the apron and steps through the ropes as Brown quickly dashes to the belt and picks it up…
HA: Ojore offered the belt and Brown is not going to turn down a weapon….
Brown picks the belt up and gets ready to swing it but Ojore is already on him and scores with a thunderous right hand. Brown drops the belt and throws a punch of his own, suddenly both men are engaged in an all-out brawl in the middle of the ring…
HE: We knew that this was exactly what we were going to get tonight….smash mouth action…
HA: There will be no catch-as-catch-can in this one….no sir, this is a fight…
Ojore’s power begins to rock Brown back toward the ropes but Brown answers with a solid headbutt to the face, slowing the beast down. Brown then looks for a three punch combo but Ojore catches his arm and hauls him over into the corner…
HA: Brown doesn’t need to be trapped in there…
Brown sidesteps a running splash from Ojore and he goes to work again with rights and lefts to the body before looking for an Irish whip. Ojore is able to reverse the whip and he sends Brown to the opposite corner before following across…
HE: Nothing but a boot right to the face for Ojore…
Brown plants his boot up in Ojore’s face and then he lifts himself onto the second rope and jumps off with a shoulder tackle that takes the big man down.
HA: Brown has power of his own….he isn’t seriously outsized by the Xtreme Champion..
Ojore gets back up and Brown runs into him with a solid knee to the stomach before bouncing back off the ropes and returning with a kick to the side of Ojore’s head, sending him flying into the ropes. Brown runs at Ojore and clotheslines him over the top to the outside of the ring…
HE: I didn’t think it would take them long to bring the fight out here…
Brown climbs out on the apron and he jumps off with a double axe handle to the back of Ojore before running the champion backward and clattering him into the steel steps. Brown then slams Ojore’s head down on the apron before pulling him around and he tries to lift the beast onto his shoulders…
HE: No way is this happening…
HA: Brown wants the “Broken Home”…
Ojore elbows his way free and then lands a solid palm slap to the chest of Brown, crashing him to the floor. Ojore then drags Brown up and pulls him around to the announce area before slamming his face against the 6CW table…
HA: We don’t want these guys right here in front of us….they don’t care who gets caught in the crossfire…
Brown stumbles backwards and into the timekeeper’s chair as Ojore rips the coverings off the table and throws them to the ground. He then rips a monitor out and holds it in his hands as he waits for Brown to stand up…
HE: Ojore is lining up his shot…
Brown is quick to fire in with a kick to Ojore’s stomach and he yanks the monitor from his opponent’s hands before swinging it back…..CRACK!....The weapon thunders off the side of Ojore’s head and sends him down to one knee as Brown picks up some camera cable and wraps it around the champion’s throat…
HA: Anything goes….Brown is going to try and put Ojore asleep…
HE: He’s choking him…
Ojore is desperately trying to free the cord from around his throat but it is too tight and he cannot loosen it. Brown is holding on with all of his strength, trying to put the champion into an unconscious state…
HA: As strong as Ojore is, I don’t think he can escape from this…
Ojore is desperately trying to grab anything that may help him but Brown is relentless and jumps onto his foe’s back for more leverage. Ojore sways unsteadily but then he just charges forward at full speed…..BOOM!
HE: OH MY…
Crowd: Holy (beep) x10
HA: Ojore sacrificing his own well-being to keep this match alive…
Ojore just charges head-first into the steel steps, the impact of which sends Brown flying into the steel as well and he rolls away in pain. Ojore pulls the cable from around his throat and slumps on the floor…
HE: Already these two are beating the hell out of each other…
HA: Great deal of respect from both for their warrior tendencies….but neither wants to lose, both men willing to go beyond the call of duty…
Brown is rubbing the side of his head as he gets up and he moves toward Ojore but eats a huge right hand to the stomach. Brown is doubled up as Ojore lifts him into a bearhug and then bashes him back into the ringpost. Ojore then turns and runs Brown into the ringside barrier before pulling him forward and throwing him back into the ring…
HE: Ojore looks like he is done messing around with Brown now…time to get down to business…
Ojore climbs back into the ring and he whips Brown into the turnbuckle before chasing and landing with a huge inverted splash. Brown stumbles out and Ojore lifts him off the ground before turning him around into a huge belly to belly slam…………………..1…………………………2……………….kickout!
HA: That was the first pinfall of the match….shows how much these two are intent on beating each other to a pulp…
Ojore lets out a primal roar as he stands up and pounds his chest. He pulls Brown up by the head into a gutwrench and then he flips the challenger into the air…
HE: POWER…
Brown drives punches down into the forehead of Ojore before falling out the front and landing a huge European uppercut to the jaw. Ojore stumbles over to the corner and Brown runs in with a kick to the ribs before rattling off with huge right hands to the head….
HA: Brown just will not stop coming forward…
Ojore pushes out with both hands and sends Brown rolling backward across the canvass. Brown gets back up and storms forward again but Ojore greets him with a huge knee to the stomach and then lifts him onto his shoulders….
HE: POWERSLAM!
Brown drops off the back of Ojore and sends him into the ropes before running at him. Ojore drops his shoulder and connects with a backdrop that sends Brown high over the top rope…
HA: Brown landed a little awkwardly on his ankle there…
Brown staggers back into the security railing and sits down for a moment as Ojore climbs from the ring and stomps down on his opponent. The champion then backs away and rips the steel steps from their restraints before lifting them up over his head…
HA: Things look bad right now for DeMarcus Brown…
HE: Ojore is going to crush him…
Ojore walks toward Brown with the steps in his arms and he raises them high into the air before bringing them crashing down……BOOM!
HA: What a close call….
Brown is able to roll out of the firing line just in time and the steel steps crash down onto the floor. Ojore stumbles off balance as Brown rushes to the ring apron and drags out a steel chair from underneath….he turns around and tilts the chair on its edge before driving it straight into Ojore’s stomach…
HA: Brown was born and raised on the streets….he knows how to fight with the best of them….
CRACK!
Brown slams the chair down across the spine of Ojore and then hauls the weapon into the ring. Ojore is down on one knee as Brown lands more right hands and then backs away before running back in with a brutal knee straight to the temple…
HE: Ojore’s eyes rolled in his head…
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Brown does his best to drag the dead weight toward the ring apron and then eventually succeeds in rolling the champion back into the ring. Brown climbs back in and he grabs the steel chair off the mat before beckoning Ojore to stand back up…
HA: DeMarcus Brown can see a world championship bout on the horizon….LOOKOUT!
Ojore gets his hands up in the way and partially blocks the impact, but still takes enough damage to knock him down into a seated position. Brown then turns the chair on its edge and drives it down into Ojore’s neck before making the cover…
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HE: Ojore won’t just stay down from a chairshot…you need to take this guy beyond the trenches…
Brown looks at the referee with annoyance before picking the chair back up and he opens it into a seated position. He then beckons for Ojore to stand up before showing amazing strength to lift him up on his shoulders…
HA: This is incredible…..BROKEN….
HE: HE’S FINISHED!
Ojore becomes too much for Brown to carry and he drops off the back before seizing Brown around the throat and chokebombing him right through the chair, breaking it in two…
HA: Brown’s whole spine may be shattered…
HE: Ojore is a monster, you can’t go to war with a beast like this and expect to walk away victorious…
Ojore takes a few moments to crawl over but then he rolls Brown on his back and makes the pin…
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HA: Brown not going to quit so damn easily…..this guy has incredible willpower…
HE: We saw what these two men did to each other at Seasons’ Beatings….are we heading for a repeat of that?
HA: This packed out crowd certainly hopes so…
Ojore looks at Brown with a strange expression and then he rolls from the ring and pulls up the ring apron. The Xtreme Champion then pulls out a table, which he slides into the ring, and a stack of six light-tubes which he rolls under the bottom rope.
HE: Ojore is getting comfy in his surroundings….
HA: Doesn’t look good for the challenger…
Ojore picks the table up and he places it in the turnbuckle before he lifts a light-tube from the canvass and holds it like a baseball bat…
HE: Ojore’s bound to have one hell of a swing…
Brown slowly gets up to his feet, unaware of what Ojore has planned, and then the Xtreme Champion swings the tube right at his head…
*Crowd cheer
HA: Brown went “down-town”….perfectly legal in this environment….
Brown lands with a brutal low-blow between the legs of Ojore, dropping the champion down onto his knees. The challenger then pulls the light-tube from Ojore’s hands and draws it back….SMASH!
HE: Good lord…
Blood, glass and sweat flies across the ring as the tube explodes across Ojore’s skull. The champion is on “dream-street” as Brown quickly runs back off the ropes and then comes sprinting forward…
HA: DRIVE BY THROUGH THE TABLE!
Crowd: Holy (beep) x10
The table in the corner splinters into pieces as Brown rushes Ojore back and crashes him straight through the wood. Both superstars are completely unmoving in the corner…
HE: Nothing the referee can do but wait for one of these guys to make a move…
HA: DeMarcus Brown looking to make the pinfall….
Brown is barely able to move his body but manages to stretch out his right arm and dump it on the chest of Ojore…
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HA: I THOUGHT WE HAD A NEW CHAMPION…
HE: Ojore is just as resilient as Brown…
Ojore is able to lift his shoulder off the mat and the referee orders the match to continue. Brown slowly crawls across the opposite side of the ring and takes possession of another light-tube before he gets back to his feet…
HA: Brown looking to finish the job…
Brown uses the tube to steady himself on the floor and then raises the weapon over his head as he closes in on the champion. Brown tilts the tube back and then swings it at Ojore’s head…..SMASH!
HE: Whoah…
Ojore ducks and the tube explodes off the ringpost, sending fragments into the front row. Ojore takes his chance to run to the ropes and then returns with a battering ram headbutt that sends Brown flying through the ropes and crashing to the outside…
HA: I have no idea where Ojore is getting this energy from….everytime you think he is down, he fires back…
HE: He was made for this…
Brown is over by the 6CW announce desk and he is trying to stand up as Ojore lifts him into the air and then drops him back down on his ribs. Brown is clearly hurting as Ojore then grabs his arm and whips him forward, sending Brown into the ring apron…
HA: Ojore knows that Brown is starting to weaken….he senses his challenger’s chances slipping away…
Brown is doubled up in pain as Ojore yanks the ring bell off the timekeeper’s table and then clatters it across his opponent’s back. Brown is down on all fours as Ojore drags him back around to the announce table and gutwrenches him into the air….
HE: POWERBOMB!
HA: Where those brass knuckles?
Brown is lifted into the air but he pulls a shiny object from his trunks and blasts a huge punch down between Ojore’s eyes. The monster wobbles off balance and Brown is able to drop off the back and stagger to the ring apron….Ojore rubs blood from the side of his eye and then turns around…
HE: AHHH…
Brown pulls out a fire extinguisher and he sprays it in the eyes of Ojore, temporarily blinding him, before dragging the steel steps in front of the announce table and he walks the champion to the top of them…
HE: This is insane…no, he can’t…..
HA: DeMarcus Brown throwing up a hail mary…..OH MY GOD….BROKEN HOME…..THROUGH OUR TABLE!
Crowd: Holy (beep) x10
HE: I’m with these fans….this is crazy…
The whole arena is on their feet as Brown manages to get Ojore up on his shoulders and deliver an almighty F-5 from the top of the steel steps through the 6CW announce table. Ojore is completely unconscious in the wreckage as Brown drops down from the steps into a seated position, dazed and confused by what has happened…
HA: Brown knows that tonight can be the night when he pushes himself through that glass ceiling….and he has come here to leave nothing to chance, this is all or nothing for him…
HE: I can’t believe he did that to Ojore…
HA: As amazing as that feat was, he now needs to get the champion up and in the ring to pin him….the hard work is far from over…
Brown is breathing deeply as he gets back up to his feet and he pushes the steel steps out of his way. He stumbles over to the wreckage of the table and throws splintered wood out of his way before trying to heave Ojore back to the ring…
HE: Ojore is completely out….Brown can’t carry 300lbs….
Brown manages to drag Ojore toward the ring apron but then he has seriously difficult lifting the champion off the ground. The effort takes nearly two minutes and eventually he is able to push Ojore onto the apron and under the bottom rope. Brown wipes blood from his lip as he rolls back in the ring and quickly drops ontop of the champion…
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HA: New champion…
HE: No….No….Ojore got his shoulder up….the referee is calling it…
HA: I don’t believe it…
The crowd are stunned as Ojore throws his shoulder up off the canvass at the very last nanosecond, keeping the match alive. DeMarcus Brown is staring at the referee with wide eyes but the official tells him it was a definite two. Brown crawls to his feet and rubs his head before rolling the four remaining light-tubes into the centre of the ring…
HE: What is he doing…
HA: I have no idea but it doesn’t look good for Ojore…
Brown stands over the champion and spits blood from his mouth before dragging him to his feet. He looks at Ojore and then tries to once again lift him onto his shoulders…
HE: Not again…
HA: Hits this and I guarantee it is over….BROKEN HOME!
HE: HO OH….FORGET IT!
Ojore slips from the back of the F-5 and he quickly lifts Brown up in the air before delivering a World’s Strongest Slam….driving Brown and shattering all four light-tubes beneath his back…
HE: You forget all about this one…
HA: DeMarcus Brown can see a world championship bout on the horizon….LOOKOUT!
Ojore gets his hands up in the way and partially blocks the impact, but still takes enough damage to knock him down into a seated position. Brown then turns the chair on its edge and drives it down into Ojore’s neck before making the cover…
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HE: Ojore won’t just stay down from a chairshot…you need to take this guy beyond the trenches…
Brown looks at the referee with annoyance before picking the chair back up and he opens it into a seated position. He then beckons for Ojore to stand up before showing amazing strength to lift him up on his shoulders…
HA: This is incredible…..BROKEN….
HE: HE’S FINISHED!
Ojore becomes too much for Brown to carry and he drops off the back before seizing Brown around the throat and chokebombing him right through the chair, breaking it in two…
HA: Brown’s whole spine may be shattered…
HE: Ojore is a monster, you can’t go to war with a beast like this and expect to walk away victorious…
Ojore takes a few moments to crawl over but then he rolls Brown on his back and makes the pin…
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HA: Brown not going to quit so damn easily…..this guy has incredible willpower…
HE: We saw what these two men did to each other at Seasons’ Beatings….are we heading for a repeat of that?
HA: This packed out crowd certainly hopes so…
Ojore looks at Brown with a strange expression and then he rolls from the ring and pulls up the ring apron. The Xtreme Champion then pulls out a table, which he slides into the ring, and a stack of six light-tubes which he rolls under the bottom rope.
HE: Ojore is getting comfy in his surroundings….
HA: Doesn’t look good for the challenger…
Ojore picks the table up and he places it in the turnbuckle before he lifts a light-tube from the canvass and holds it like a baseball bat…
HE: Ojore’s bound to have one hell of a swing…
Brown slowly gets up to his feet, unaware of what Ojore has planned, and then the Xtreme Champion swings the tube right at his head…
*Crowd cheer
HA: Brown went “down-town”….perfectly legal in this environment….
Brown lands with a brutal low-blow between the legs of Ojore, dropping the champion down onto his knees. The challenger then pulls the light-tube from Ojore’s hands and draws it back….SMASH!
HE: Good lord…
Blood, glass and sweat flies across the ring as the tube explodes across Ojore’s skull. The champion is on “dream-street” as Brown quickly runs back off the ropes and then comes sprinting forward…
HA: DRIVE BY THROUGH THE TABLE!
Crowd: Holy (beep) x10
The table in the corner splinters into pieces as Brown rushes Ojore back and crashes him straight through the wood. Both superstars are completely unmoving in the corner…
HE: Nothing the referee can do but wait for one of these guys to make a move…
HA: DeMarcus Brown looking to make the pinfall….
Brown is barely able to move his body but manages to stretch out his right arm and dump it on the chest of Ojore…
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HA: I THOUGHT WE HAD A NEW CHAMPION…
HE: Ojore is just as resilient as Brown…
Ojore is able to lift his shoulder off the mat and the referee orders the match to continue. Brown slowly crawls across the opposite side of the ring and takes possession of another light-tube before he gets back to his feet…
HA: Brown looking to finish the job…
Brown uses the tube to steady himself on the floor and then raises the weapon over his head as he closes in on the champion. Brown tilts the tube back and then swings it at Ojore’s head…..SMASH!
HE: Whoah…
Ojore ducks and the tube explodes off the ringpost, sending fragments into the front row. Ojore takes his chance to run to the ropes and then returns with a battering ram headbutt that sends Brown flying through the ropes and crashing to the outside…
HA: I have no idea where Ojore is getting this energy from….everytime you think he is down, he fires back…
HE: He was made for this…
Brown is over by the 6CW announce desk and he is trying to stand up as Ojore lifts him into the air and then drops him back down on his ribs. Brown is clearly hurting as Ojore then grabs his arm and whips him forward, sending Brown into the ring apron…
HA: Ojore knows that Brown is starting to weaken….he senses his challenger’s chances slipping away…
Brown is doubled up in pain as Ojore yanks the ring bell off the timekeeper’s table and then clatters it across his opponent’s back. Brown is down on all fours as Ojore drags him back around to the announce table and gutwrenches him into the air….
HE: POWERBOMB!
HA: Where those brass knuckles?
Brown is lifted into the air but he pulls a shiny object from his trunks and blasts a huge punch down between Ojore’s eyes. The monster wobbles off balance and Brown is able to drop off the back and stagger to the ring apron….Ojore rubs blood from the side of his eye and then turns around…
HE: AHHH…
Brown pulls out a fire extinguisher and he sprays it in the eyes of Ojore, temporarily blinding him, before dragging the steel steps in front of the announce table and he walks the champion to the top of them…
HE: This is insane…no, he can’t…..
HA: DeMarcus Brown throwing up a hail mary…..OH MY GOD….BROKEN HOME…..THROUGH OUR TABLE!
Crowd: Holy (beep) x10
HE: I’m with these fans….this is crazy…
The whole arena is on their feet as Brown manages to get Ojore up on his shoulders and deliver an almighty F-5 from the top of the steel steps through the 6CW announce table. Ojore is completely unconscious in the wreckage as Brown drops down from the steps into a seated position, dazed and confused by what has happened…
HA: Brown knows that tonight can be the night when he pushes himself through that glass ceiling….and he has come here to leave nothing to chance, this is all or nothing for him…
HE: I can’t believe he did that to Ojore…
HA: As amazing as that feat was, he now needs to get the champion up and in the ring to pin him….the hard work is far from over…
Brown is breathing deeply as he gets back up to his feet and he pushes the steel steps out of his way. He stumbles over to the wreckage of the table and throws splintered wood out of his way before trying to heave Ojore back to the ring…
HE: Ojore is completely out….Brown can’t carry 300lbs….
Brown manages to drag Ojore toward the ring apron but then he has seriously difficult lifting the champion off the ground. The effort takes nearly two minutes and eventually he is able to push Ojore onto the apron and under the bottom rope. Brown wipes blood from his lip as he rolls back in the ring and quickly drops ontop of the champion…
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HA: New champion…
HE: No….No….Ojore got his shoulder up….the referee is calling it…
HA: I don’t believe it…
The crowd are stunned as Ojore throws his shoulder up off the canvass at the very last nanosecond, keeping the match alive. DeMarcus Brown is staring at the referee with wide eyes but the official tells him it was a definite two. Brown crawls to his feet and rubs his head before rolling the four remaining light-tubes into the centre of the ring…
HE: What is he doing…
HA: I have no idea but it doesn’t look good for Ojore…
Brown stands over the champion and spits blood from his mouth before dragging him to his feet. He looks at Ojore and then tries to once again lift him onto his shoulders…
HE: Not again…
HA: Hits this and I guarantee it is over….BROKEN HOME!
HE: HO OH….FORGET IT!
Ojore slips from the back of the F-5 and he quickly lifts Brown up in the air before delivering a World’s Strongest Slam….driving Brown and shattering all four light-tubes beneath his back…
HE: You forget all about this one…
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HA: NO YOU CAN’T….DEMARCUS BROWN WILL NOT QUIT….HE WILL NOT LOSE…
Crowd: This is awe-some x7
HE: What is it going to take?
Ojore lets out another roar as he gets back up to his feet and kicks the debris of the light-tubes from the ring. He pulls Brown back up to his feet and lifts him onto his shoulders before backing into the corner….
HE: This is where the end comes…POWER…
Brown jams his thumb into the eye of Ojore and drops off the back before attempting a German suplex. Ojore stands firm and then he runs backward and crushes Brown in the corner, driving all the wind from his sails. Ojore then waits for Brown to stumble out before locking both hands around his throat….
HA: CHOKEBOMB!
HE: AHHHH….
Brown stops the chokebomb by kicking Ojore right between the legs and then he plants him with a stiff DDT. Both men are exhausted and struggling to get themselves together but eventually Brown is able to shuffle across to the corner and uses the ropes to pull himself up….
HA: There has to be next to nothing left in either man’s tank….
HE: Pure adrenaline is seeing them through…
HA: It may not be enough for much longer…..DRIVE-BY!
Brown bursts from the corner and looks for another spear but Ojore gets a huge boot in the air and connects with Brown’s face, dropping him to the deck. The champion then stumbles to the corner and he seems to be fidgeting with the turnbuckle before he rips the whole top rope free from its connection…
HE: Check out the strength…
HA: Ojore is now armed with a deadly weapon….that is solid steel…
HE: Brown’s heading to the hospital…
Ojore holds the solid steel turnbuckle connector in his hands and his eyes are firmly locked on Brown as the challenger stumbles up and turns around…
HE: Goodnight…
HA: BROKEN HOME!
Brown ducks under the impact of the weapon and then he lifts Ojore up on his shoulders to connect with another F-5 but Ojore still has the turnbuckle connector in hand and he drives it into Brown’s ear, scrambling his senses. Ojore gets back onto his feet and he lifts Brown up and plants him with another World’s Strongest Slam…
HE: You can kiss this one goodbye…
Ojore doesn’t look satisfied and so he easily cradles Brown back into the air and then slams him into the mat again….the referee is imploring the champion to make the cover but Ojore doesn’t listen, lifting Brown for a third time…
HA: This is enough….
HE: THE WHOLE RING SHOOK!
Ojore connects with the third straight slam and he presses his palms down into Brown’s chest in the form of a cover…
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Ding ding ding
HA: What a match….what an encounter….
HE: And what a winner….I don’t think there is anyone who can face Ojore under “extreme rules” and get the better of him…..this guy is a warrior…
HA: Both of these men are warriors…one hell of an effort from DeMarcus Brown….but on this night it is the 6CW Xtreme Champion who has come out victorious…..Ojore is one of the most physically dominating superstars I have sever seen…
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner……and STILL 6CW Xtreme Champion…………Oooojjjjjjjjoooooooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeee!
Ojore is kneeling over Brown, blood trickling down from his eye, and his huge chest heaves in and out. He slowly gets up to his feet and the referee hands him his Xtreme Championship, which he throws over his shoulder…
HA: This contest will live long in the memory, that is without a doubt….tremendous effort from these two gladiators….
HE: DeMarcus Brown may have some broken ribs after three of those huge slams…
HA: Four if you count the one through those light-tubes….
Brown rolls over on his side and the cameras show multiple cuts in his skin, blood beginning to stain the canvass, as Ojore just looks down at him and then makes toward the ropes.
HA: Brown will need to be checked out by medical staff…
HE: And both of these guys will need some serious rest…..but what sort of a message does this performance from Ojore send to the rest of the roster, Harold?
HA: He just made a huge statement of intent….I’m not so sure there is a man in this arena tonight who will fancy his chances of stepping into an extreme environment with Ojore…
The sound of thunder echoes throughout the arena and the lights complete blackout, the crowd scream with anticipation, and then BOOM!
HE: What was that?
An electric charge seems to erupt from the entranceway and then “From Yesterday” roars from the sound-system…
HE: What is going on here….AHHHH, HAROLD…..
HA: I’d say things just get very interesting here….
All eyes turn to the stage as a gigantic figure strides out onto the stage. A black towel is draped over the individual’s head and the crowd look stunned by the arrival of the mysterious giant…
HE: Who is he?.....what does he want?
HA: That’s Lucas Takeo…..but I have no idea what he is doing here in 6CW….this guy is an animal…
Ojore backs away from the ropes and stands back in the centre of the ring, showing no sign of intimidation, as Lucas Takeo marches a path straight to ringside. The noise in the Phones4U Arena is at fever pitch as Takeo climbs up onto the apron and removes the towel from his head…
HE: Takeo is looking straight at Ojore…
HA: And the Xtreme Champion is looking straight back….neither one is backing down…
The excitement and anticipation grows as Takeo steps over the top rope and inside the ring. His eyes are still locked with Ojore’s and they both march toward each other…
HE: I can’t believe this is going to happen….
HA: WAIT….OH MY GOD…
Takeo suddenly ducks down and he seizes DeMarcus Brown by the throat before hauling him back up to his feet. The giant keeps his eyes locked on Ojore as he uses one arm to lift Brown high into the air….
HA: After everything Brown has already been through….MY WORD WHAT A CHOKESLAM!
The canvass shudders with the impact as Takeo drills Brown right back down with a monumental chokeslam. His gaze is still focused on the Xtreme Champion…
HE: This is frightening…
HA: It seems like Lucas Takeo has just arrived here in 6CW….and he has a message for Ojore, I can dominate the playing field just as well as you can…
HE: Are these going to fight?
HA: Not tonight….but I wouldn’t rule it out in the future….if it happens, I fear for anyone who gets caught in the middle….what a moment this is…
Ojore is still standing, the Xtreme Championship over his shoulder, as Takeo rises up and stares him straight in the eyes. Takeo then walks back to the ropes and climbs over to the outside before exiting out of sight. Ojore slowly follows him as DeMarcus Brown begins to cough blood up on the mat…
HA: DeMarcus Brown is going to need help….the amount of punishment has taken tonight is unreal…
HE: I still can’t get over it…Ojore and Takeo in the same ring, this night is getting better and better…
The referee throws up and “X” sign after checking on Brown and then EMT’s arrive on site carrying a stretcher.
HA: Worrying signs for DeMarcus Brown…
The crowd give a respectful round of applause as Brown is checked over by the medical team and then eventually he is loaded up onto the stretcher and wheeled toward the exit.
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HA: NO YOU CAN’T….DEMARCUS BROWN WILL NOT QUIT….HE WILL NOT LOSE…
Crowd: This is awe-some x7
HE: What is it going to take?
Ojore lets out another roar as he gets back up to his feet and kicks the debris of the light-tubes from the ring. He pulls Brown back up to his feet and lifts him onto his shoulders before backing into the corner….
HE: This is where the end comes…POWER…
Brown jams his thumb into the eye of Ojore and drops off the back before attempting a German suplex. Ojore stands firm and then he runs backward and crushes Brown in the corner, driving all the wind from his sails. Ojore then waits for Brown to stumble out before locking both hands around his throat….
HA: CHOKEBOMB!
HE: AHHHH….
Brown stops the chokebomb by kicking Ojore right between the legs and then he plants him with a stiff DDT. Both men are exhausted and struggling to get themselves together but eventually Brown is able to shuffle across to the corner and uses the ropes to pull himself up….
HA: There has to be next to nothing left in either man’s tank….
HE: Pure adrenaline is seeing them through…
HA: It may not be enough for much longer…..DRIVE-BY!
Brown bursts from the corner and looks for another spear but Ojore gets a huge boot in the air and connects with Brown’s face, dropping him to the deck. The champion then stumbles to the corner and he seems to be fidgeting with the turnbuckle before he rips the whole top rope free from its connection…
HE: Check out the strength…
HA: Ojore is now armed with a deadly weapon….that is solid steel…
HE: Brown’s heading to the hospital…
Ojore holds the solid steel turnbuckle connector in his hands and his eyes are firmly locked on Brown as the challenger stumbles up and turns around…
HE: Goodnight…
HA: BROKEN HOME!
Brown ducks under the impact of the weapon and then he lifts Ojore up on his shoulders to connect with another F-5 but Ojore still has the turnbuckle connector in hand and he drives it into Brown’s ear, scrambling his senses. Ojore gets back onto his feet and he lifts Brown up and plants him with another World’s Strongest Slam…
HE: You can kiss this one goodbye…
Ojore doesn’t look satisfied and so he easily cradles Brown back into the air and then slams him into the mat again….the referee is imploring the champion to make the cover but Ojore doesn’t listen, lifting Brown for a third time…
HA: This is enough….
HE: THE WHOLE RING SHOOK!
Ojore connects with the third straight slam and he presses his palms down into Brown’s chest in the form of a cover…
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Ding ding ding
HA: What a match….what an encounter….
HE: And what a winner….I don’t think there is anyone who can face Ojore under “extreme rules” and get the better of him…..this guy is a warrior…
HA: Both of these men are warriors…one hell of an effort from DeMarcus Brown….but on this night it is the 6CW Xtreme Champion who has come out victorious…..Ojore is one of the most physically dominating superstars I have sever seen…
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner……and STILL 6CW Xtreme Champion…………Oooojjjjjjjjoooooooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeee!
Ojore is kneeling over Brown, blood trickling down from his eye, and his huge chest heaves in and out. He slowly gets up to his feet and the referee hands him his Xtreme Championship, which he throws over his shoulder…
HA: This contest will live long in the memory, that is without a doubt….tremendous effort from these two gladiators….
HE: DeMarcus Brown may have some broken ribs after three of those huge slams…
HA: Four if you count the one through those light-tubes….
Brown rolls over on his side and the cameras show multiple cuts in his skin, blood beginning to stain the canvass, as Ojore just looks down at him and then makes toward the ropes.
HA: Brown will need to be checked out by medical staff…
HE: And both of these guys will need some serious rest…..but what sort of a message does this performance from Ojore send to the rest of the roster, Harold?
HA: He just made a huge statement of intent….I’m not so sure there is a man in this arena tonight who will fancy his chances of stepping into an extreme environment with Ojore…
The sound of thunder echoes throughout the arena and the lights complete blackout, the crowd scream with anticipation, and then BOOM!
HE: What was that?
An electric charge seems to erupt from the entranceway and then “From Yesterday” roars from the sound-system…
HE: What is going on here….AHHHH, HAROLD…..
HA: I’d say things just get very interesting here….
All eyes turn to the stage as a gigantic figure strides out onto the stage. A black towel is draped over the individual’s head and the crowd look stunned by the arrival of the mysterious giant…
HE: Who is he?.....what does he want?
HA: That’s Lucas Takeo…..but I have no idea what he is doing here in 6CW….this guy is an animal…
Ojore backs away from the ropes and stands back in the centre of the ring, showing no sign of intimidation, as Lucas Takeo marches a path straight to ringside. The noise in the Phones4U Arena is at fever pitch as Takeo climbs up onto the apron and removes the towel from his head…
HE: Takeo is looking straight at Ojore…
HA: And the Xtreme Champion is looking straight back….neither one is backing down…
The excitement and anticipation grows as Takeo steps over the top rope and inside the ring. His eyes are still locked with Ojore’s and they both march toward each other…
HE: I can’t believe this is going to happen….
HA: WAIT….OH MY GOD…
Takeo suddenly ducks down and he seizes DeMarcus Brown by the throat before hauling him back up to his feet. The giant keeps his eyes locked on Ojore as he uses one arm to lift Brown high into the air….
HA: After everything Brown has already been through….MY WORD WHAT A CHOKESLAM!
The canvass shudders with the impact as Takeo drills Brown right back down with a monumental chokeslam. His gaze is still focused on the Xtreme Champion…
HE: This is frightening…
HA: It seems like Lucas Takeo has just arrived here in 6CW….and he has a message for Ojore, I can dominate the playing field just as well as you can…
HE: Are these going to fight?
HA: Not tonight….but I wouldn’t rule it out in the future….if it happens, I fear for anyone who gets caught in the middle….what a moment this is…
Ojore is still standing, the Xtreme Championship over his shoulder, as Takeo rises up and stares him straight in the eyes. Takeo then walks back to the ropes and climbs over to the outside before exiting out of sight. Ojore slowly follows him as DeMarcus Brown begins to cough blood up on the mat…
HA: DeMarcus Brown is going to need help….the amount of punishment has taken tonight is unreal…
HE: I still can’t get over it…Ojore and Takeo in the same ring, this night is getting better and better…
The referee throws up and “X” sign after checking on Brown and then EMT’s arrive on site carrying a stretcher.
HA: Worrying signs for DeMarcus Brown…
The crowd give a respectful round of applause as Brown is checked over by the medical team and then eventually he is loaded up onto the stretcher and wheeled toward the exit.
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*The scene sharply switches and the screen is filled by the face of Orthrus, with what appears to be blood dripping down the side of his mouth. He spits off to the side of the camera and grins, teeth covered in glaring red.
O: Tonight suffering will be seen at my hands. It will be felt, in all its burning glory.
*Orthrus is breathing heavily
O: The pitiful excuse for a foe, the desperate former ally. Tonight, he will be slain. I do not suffer his stupidity. Edward Plague is a name that shall not be spoken again after Revolution.
His time is over.
You will burn in the fire of Hades.
*Orthrus eyes glaze over and his pupils roll backwards
O: Ah sinful nation, a people full of sins, an evil seed, you have forsaken the Lord, and provoked the beast
THE SINS OF THE FEW SHALL INHERIT THE SLAIN, BURN THE LINES OF THEIR FUTURE, YOU WILL FEEL THE WRATH OF MY HANDS
THIS IS THE DIVINE TRUTH FOR THE SCRIPTURE CANNOT BE BROKEN!!!
*Orthrus closes his eyes as the scene fades
(Scene ends)
O: Tonight suffering will be seen at my hands. It will be felt, in all its burning glory.
*Orthrus is breathing heavily
O: The pitiful excuse for a foe, the desperate former ally. Tonight, he will be slain. I do not suffer his stupidity. Edward Plague is a name that shall not be spoken again after Revolution.
His time is over.
You will burn in the fire of Hades.
*Orthrus eyes glaze over and his pupils roll backwards
O: Ah sinful nation, a people full of sins, an evil seed, you have forsaken the Lord, and provoked the beast
THE SINS OF THE FEW SHALL INHERIT THE SLAIN, BURN THE LINES OF THEIR FUTURE, YOU WILL FEEL THE WRATH OF MY HANDS
THIS IS THE DIVINE TRUTH FOR THE SCRIPTURE CANNOT BE BROKEN!!!
*Orthrus closes his eyes as the scene fades
(Scene ends)
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*Tim Allen and his team are closely following the stretcher carrying DeMarcus Brown down the corridors of the Manchester Arena . The camera focuses on Allen as he walks
TA: An on the spot update from backstage Henry and Harold. The medical team have told me that DeMarcus has suffered breaks to multiple ribs, they are of the initial opinion he has a punctured lung and possible serious injuries to his spine but their main concern currently is the very real possibility of internal bleeding
Chief medical officer David Beaumont has advised that it is very early days but he does not expect DeMarcus Brown to make a return to 6CW for the foreseeable future if at all as these injuries are so severe. He even intimated to me that unless he gets urgent hospital care his life could still yet be at risk
*The stretcher stops at the back of an ambulance and Brown is carefully loaded aboard, the door slams and the ambulance speeds away
TA: We will obviously keep you updated as soon as we hear more but the initial prognosis is not good
(Scene ends)
TA: An on the spot update from backstage Henry and Harold. The medical team have told me that DeMarcus has suffered breaks to multiple ribs, they are of the initial opinion he has a punctured lung and possible serious injuries to his spine but their main concern currently is the very real possibility of internal bleeding
Chief medical officer David Beaumont has advised that it is very early days but he does not expect DeMarcus Brown to make a return to 6CW for the foreseeable future if at all as these injuries are so severe. He even intimated to me that unless he gets urgent hospital care his life could still yet be at risk
*The stretcher stops at the back of an ambulance and Brown is carefully loaded aboard, the door slams and the ambulance speeds away
TA: We will obviously keep you updated as soon as we hear more but the initial prognosis is not good
(Scene ends)
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*The camera shows Gazzy arriving at the arena, he smiles as Christy approaches
GD: Good to see a friendly face tonight
CJ: I wanted to come and wish you luck
GD: I don……
*Christy cuts him off
CJ: I know you don’t need luck but I wanted to be the first person to see you tonight. I know how hard this last year has been for you and I wanted to say that no matter what happens tonight. I am here for you
*Gazzy shakes his head
GD: Tonight I end this misery. Tonight I break free from the mistakes of my past
CJ: It’s good to hear you so positive. I know…..
*Gazzy raises his finger to Christy’s lips
GD: I will be fine. You don’t have to worry
CJ: But the clause….
*Gazzy snaps quickly
GD: Is something you will keep to yourself. It won’t be something I have to worry about after tonight. Christy I have everything under control. You know me…
*Christy smiles nervously as she gives Gazzy a hug
GD: Tomorrow will be the start of a new future
*Gazzy walks away as Christy looks on
GD: Good to see a friendly face tonight
CJ: I wanted to come and wish you luck
GD: I don……
*Christy cuts him off
CJ: I know you don’t need luck but I wanted to be the first person to see you tonight. I know how hard this last year has been for you and I wanted to say that no matter what happens tonight. I am here for you
*Gazzy shakes his head
GD: Tonight I end this misery. Tonight I break free from the mistakes of my past
CJ: It’s good to hear you so positive. I know…..
*Gazzy raises his finger to Christy’s lips
GD: I will be fine. You don’t have to worry
CJ: But the clause….
*Gazzy snaps quickly
GD: Is something you will keep to yourself. It won’t be something I have to worry about after tonight. Christy I have everything under control. You know me…
*Christy smiles nervously as she gives Gazzy a hug
GD: Tomorrow will be the start of a new future
*Gazzy walks away as Christy looks on
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Match 4
Vincent Costello vs Jack Hurst
We once again go ringside and join our commentators Harold and Henry Lloyd for the next match of the night, the two look split down the middle as Henry begins to talk about the men involved.
HA: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen! Next we see two men who have found it hard to see eye to eye lately, the one is the self proclaimed gentlemen of professional wrestling and the other is intent on spread his law around this company...
HE: That starts tonight! Vincent Costello claims he is being held back and tonight he plans on taking apart the person who has been put in his way...
HA: He better not see Jack Hurst as a formality, Jack may call himself a gentleman but this young man is one hell of a talent and not somebody who should be underestimated!
HE: Costello isn't underestimating anybody; he just knows what he is capable of! We saw that last week when he put Molly Coddle out of action.
We cut to a recap of the previous Anarchy and the footage plays of Vincent Costello's brutal attack on one of the newer members of the 6CW roster Molly Coddle, we then cut back to a shot of the ring as the “Godfather Theme” begins to fill the airwaves accompanied by a torrent of boos and abuse, Vincent Costello appears on the stage and laughs angering the fans even more to his delight.
Costello pauses on the stage and looks at the angry fans, he shouts abuse at them before strutting confidently down to the ring, as he reaches the end of the aisle he removes his t-shirt and looks left and right before walking over to a young child in attendance. To the shock of the fans he reaches out offer the t-shirt to the smiling child, the boo's quickly start again as Costello pulls the t-shirt away, he laughs and drops the t-shirt on to the ground before making his way in to the ring and once again shouts abuse at the fans.
HA: Costello showing he's not here to make fans, he wants a fight and nothing more...
The boos are quickly broken up as “Prince Charming” begins to play through the speakers and Hurst strolls out on to the stage, he bows to the left and then the right, the camera pans through the audience and groups are responding to Hurst with bows of their own, the camera then cuts back to Hurst who walks down the aisle before pausing at the end, looking down at the t-shirt that Costello had dropped, he shakes his head before picking it up and handing it to the child to the enjoyment of the audience. The crowd cheer as the child this time drops the t-shirt on the ground and pokes his tongue out at Costello who simply grits his teeth and stares Hurst down.
Hurst applauds the child before making his way in to the ring; he quickly climbs up the first turnbuckle bowing to the crowd who once again return the gesture before making his way across the ring and climbing the opposite turnbuckle.
HA: Now that is just not cricket!
HE: No, it's a fight!
The crowd explode in to angry boo's as Costello bursts across ring landing a stiff forearm across the back of Hurst leaving him prone across the turnbuckle, Costello climbs up and begins to land punches to the back of Hurst's head before wrapping his arms around Hurst's waist and hitting a huge backdrop from the second rope.
HA: Costello wants to show that he is simply better that Hurst
HE: I think he's doing a great job, this is a complete mugging!
HA: A mugging is appropriate, he attacked him from behind!
HE: All's fair in war!
Hurst begins to crawl as Costello stands watching him; he runs forward landing a hard kick to the ribs of Hurst causing him to shout out in pain, Costello once again lands a kick to the ribs before jumping in the air and landing his entire weight on the chest of Hurst who gasps for air. Costello picks Hurst up and signals for the end.
HE: The Kerb Stomp...
HA: NO! What a reversal!
Costello pulls Hurst's arms behind his back and attempts to stamp down on the back of his head but Hurst is able to pull his hands free grabbing Costello's leg spinning him over in to an ankle lock in the centre of the ring.
HA: Costello might have to tap here!
Hurst yanks on Costello's ankle as Costello does his best to drag himself to the ropes, he digs his fingers in to the matt and continues to pull himself to safety as he screams out in pain, the crowd's chants for Hurts get bigger as he does his best to ignore the pain in his ribs, he twists the ankle even more as Costello's finger tips grazes the bottom rope.
HE: He's got it...stop the damn hold ref!
HA: I don't think so.
The Phones 4 U Arena goes crazy as Hurst shakes his head and uses all his strength dragging Costello back to the middle of the ring, Costello cries out in pain before gritting his teeth and pushing himself up with his hands.
HE: Yes! What a move...Costello is a tough S.O.B!
The crowd groan as Costello is able to flip himself over on to his back sending Hurst flying, Hurst quickly runs back in to target the ankle again but he is met with the boots of Costello in to the already painful ribs, Hurst drops down and attempts to shake off the pain as Costello begins to get to his feet.
HE: Hurst is about to find out why he shouldn't have showed up!
Costello slowly begins to pace the ring as Hurst gets to a kneeling position, Costello runs in full speed hitting a jaw breakingly hard knee that sends Hurst down, Costello drags Hurst up before running him back in to the turnbuckle and offloading with haymakers to the ribs. The ref counts to three but Costello ignores him, as the ref hits four Costello grabs Hurst by the hair and charges him across to the entire ring slamming him in to the turnbuckle once again causing Hurst to clutch his ribs, Costello then pulls Hurst in and looks for the DDT.
HA: Costello might be a S.O.B but Hurst is showing that he won't go out easily here!
Hurst charges forward pushing Costello across the ring in to the turnbuckle forcing Costello to release Hurst, Hurst backs up before quickly returning with a CM Punk style high knee, Hurst then runs towards the ropes as Costello stumbles towards the middle of the ring...
HA: What an impact!
The fans cheer out as Hurst returns meeting Costello with thunderous lariat, Hurst goes for the pin but Costello instantly shoves Hurst off him, Hurst pulls Costello up, pulling him in close before hitting a snap suplex, he rolls out of the suplex in to another pin attempt but once again Costello is able to instantly kick Hurst down.
HE: I have to say Hurst is putting up more of a fight that I thought possible!
Hurst stands up as Costello does his best to shake the grogginess off, he looks at the cheering fans before motioning to the turnbuckle, as he climbs a huge Hurst chant breaks down that pushes him on to get to the top, as Hurst reaches the top of the turnbuckle he turns around and signals for the Moonsault not knowing that Costello was now on his feet and charging towards him.
CROWD: HOLY SH!T x 10
Hurst peers backwards and notices Costello, he reacts quickly flipping backwards and landing on his feet behind Costello, Costello quickly turns and continues to charge but Hurst is able to reverse in to a hip toss before jumping up, hitting a standing leg drop and going for the cover.
...1
…...2
…......KICKOUT!
HA: Hurst is getting closer! Both men are putting it all on the line here!
Hurst begins to stalk his opponent as he slowly begins to push himself up; Costello takes a few seconds before turning towards Hurst.
HA: Charm offensive!
Vincent Costello vs Jack Hurst
We once again go ringside and join our commentators Harold and Henry Lloyd for the next match of the night, the two look split down the middle as Henry begins to talk about the men involved.
HA: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen! Next we see two men who have found it hard to see eye to eye lately, the one is the self proclaimed gentlemen of professional wrestling and the other is intent on spread his law around this company...
HE: That starts tonight! Vincent Costello claims he is being held back and tonight he plans on taking apart the person who has been put in his way...
HA: He better not see Jack Hurst as a formality, Jack may call himself a gentleman but this young man is one hell of a talent and not somebody who should be underestimated!
HE: Costello isn't underestimating anybody; he just knows what he is capable of! We saw that last week when he put Molly Coddle out of action.
We cut to a recap of the previous Anarchy and the footage plays of Vincent Costello's brutal attack on one of the newer members of the 6CW roster Molly Coddle, we then cut back to a shot of the ring as the “Godfather Theme” begins to fill the airwaves accompanied by a torrent of boos and abuse, Vincent Costello appears on the stage and laughs angering the fans even more to his delight.
Costello pauses on the stage and looks at the angry fans, he shouts abuse at them before strutting confidently down to the ring, as he reaches the end of the aisle he removes his t-shirt and looks left and right before walking over to a young child in attendance. To the shock of the fans he reaches out offer the t-shirt to the smiling child, the boo's quickly start again as Costello pulls the t-shirt away, he laughs and drops the t-shirt on to the ground before making his way in to the ring and once again shouts abuse at the fans.
HA: Costello showing he's not here to make fans, he wants a fight and nothing more...
The boos are quickly broken up as “Prince Charming” begins to play through the speakers and Hurst strolls out on to the stage, he bows to the left and then the right, the camera pans through the audience and groups are responding to Hurst with bows of their own, the camera then cuts back to Hurst who walks down the aisle before pausing at the end, looking down at the t-shirt that Costello had dropped, he shakes his head before picking it up and handing it to the child to the enjoyment of the audience. The crowd cheer as the child this time drops the t-shirt on the ground and pokes his tongue out at Costello who simply grits his teeth and stares Hurst down.
Hurst applauds the child before making his way in to the ring; he quickly climbs up the first turnbuckle bowing to the crowd who once again return the gesture before making his way across the ring and climbing the opposite turnbuckle.
HA: Now that is just not cricket!
HE: No, it's a fight!
The crowd explode in to angry boo's as Costello bursts across ring landing a stiff forearm across the back of Hurst leaving him prone across the turnbuckle, Costello climbs up and begins to land punches to the back of Hurst's head before wrapping his arms around Hurst's waist and hitting a huge backdrop from the second rope.
HA: Costello wants to show that he is simply better that Hurst
HE: I think he's doing a great job, this is a complete mugging!
HA: A mugging is appropriate, he attacked him from behind!
HE: All's fair in war!
Hurst begins to crawl as Costello stands watching him; he runs forward landing a hard kick to the ribs of Hurst causing him to shout out in pain, Costello once again lands a kick to the ribs before jumping in the air and landing his entire weight on the chest of Hurst who gasps for air. Costello picks Hurst up and signals for the end.
HE: The Kerb Stomp...
HA: NO! What a reversal!
Costello pulls Hurst's arms behind his back and attempts to stamp down on the back of his head but Hurst is able to pull his hands free grabbing Costello's leg spinning him over in to an ankle lock in the centre of the ring.
HA: Costello might have to tap here!
Hurst yanks on Costello's ankle as Costello does his best to drag himself to the ropes, he digs his fingers in to the matt and continues to pull himself to safety as he screams out in pain, the crowd's chants for Hurts get bigger as he does his best to ignore the pain in his ribs, he twists the ankle even more as Costello's finger tips grazes the bottom rope.
HE: He's got it...stop the damn hold ref!
HA: I don't think so.
The Phones 4 U Arena goes crazy as Hurst shakes his head and uses all his strength dragging Costello back to the middle of the ring, Costello cries out in pain before gritting his teeth and pushing himself up with his hands.
HE: Yes! What a move...Costello is a tough S.O.B!
The crowd groan as Costello is able to flip himself over on to his back sending Hurst flying, Hurst quickly runs back in to target the ankle again but he is met with the boots of Costello in to the already painful ribs, Hurst drops down and attempts to shake off the pain as Costello begins to get to his feet.
HE: Hurst is about to find out why he shouldn't have showed up!
Costello slowly begins to pace the ring as Hurst gets to a kneeling position, Costello runs in full speed hitting a jaw breakingly hard knee that sends Hurst down, Costello drags Hurst up before running him back in to the turnbuckle and offloading with haymakers to the ribs. The ref counts to three but Costello ignores him, as the ref hits four Costello grabs Hurst by the hair and charges him across to the entire ring slamming him in to the turnbuckle once again causing Hurst to clutch his ribs, Costello then pulls Hurst in and looks for the DDT.
HA: Costello might be a S.O.B but Hurst is showing that he won't go out easily here!
Hurst charges forward pushing Costello across the ring in to the turnbuckle forcing Costello to release Hurst, Hurst backs up before quickly returning with a CM Punk style high knee, Hurst then runs towards the ropes as Costello stumbles towards the middle of the ring...
HA: What an impact!
The fans cheer out as Hurst returns meeting Costello with thunderous lariat, Hurst goes for the pin but Costello instantly shoves Hurst off him, Hurst pulls Costello up, pulling him in close before hitting a snap suplex, he rolls out of the suplex in to another pin attempt but once again Costello is able to instantly kick Hurst down.
HE: I have to say Hurst is putting up more of a fight that I thought possible!
Hurst stands up as Costello does his best to shake the grogginess off, he looks at the cheering fans before motioning to the turnbuckle, as he climbs a huge Hurst chant breaks down that pushes him on to get to the top, as Hurst reaches the top of the turnbuckle he turns around and signals for the Moonsault not knowing that Costello was now on his feet and charging towards him.
CROWD: HOLY SH!T x 10
Hurst peers backwards and notices Costello, he reacts quickly flipping backwards and landing on his feet behind Costello, Costello quickly turns and continues to charge but Hurst is able to reverse in to a hip toss before jumping up, hitting a standing leg drop and going for the cover.
...1
…...2
…......KICKOUT!
HA: Hurst is getting closer! Both men are putting it all on the line here!
Hurst begins to stalk his opponent as he slowly begins to push himself up; Costello takes a few seconds before turning towards Hurst.
HA: Charm offensive!
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Hurst meets Costello and begins to land snap jabs leaving Costello staggered, Hurst then motions with his right hand pretending to look at himself in a mirror, Costello attempts to swing back but Hurst catches him with one more nonchalant left once again leaving him groggy.
HE: NO! The Washboard Stomach...YES! Omerta! This one is done!
The replay shows how Hurst pulls Costello up on to his shoulder looking for the washboard stomach before Costello kicks and wriggle his way down landing behind Hurst, spinning him around and hitting a massive Black Hole Slam leaving both men down.
HA: I wouldn't speak too soon, Costello and Hurst are both down, and neither man looks fresh here!
The fans boo as Costello does his best to crawl towards the lifeless body of Jack Hurst, the will Hurst on as Costello edges closer and closer before finally placing his hand limply on the chest of Hurst.
...1
…...2
…......3!
HA: NO! Hurst used everything in his arsenal to kick out of that one, a millisecond later and this one was done and dusted!
HE: Oh of course the ref notices this one! At Anarchy Costello kicks out and they still claim he loses, it's a joke!
Costello gets to his knees and punches the ground in anger before he grabs the ref pushing him back towards the corner, the ref warns Costello who just laughs before spitting on the ground attempting to shake off the effects of the fight so far. Hurst manages to get to his feet and him and Costello begin to battle in the middle of the ring once again, Hurst hits a jab but Costello shakes it off before replying with a huge headbutt that sends Hurst back, as Hurst comes back Costello launches a huge punch that Hurst is able to duck before hitting another jab, Costello throws a haymaker but Hurst steps out of the way and continues to hit stinging jabs, Costello looks out on his feet as Hurst bounces off the ropes and returns looking for a clothesline, Costello ducks as Hurst once again returns.
The crowd boos as Costello meets the returning Hurst with a huge spinning back fist that causes Hurst to flip over landing in a slouched position on the mat, Costello shouts at him to get to his feet as he begins to stalk Hurst taking time to mock the fans as he does.
HA: That impact could have left Hurst with a head injury...don't get up Jack!
HE: Costello is going for the kill!
Hurst gets to his knees and Costello stands above him, the crowd scream abuse as Costello holds Hurst's head in place by his hair and begins to rain down sickening right hands. Hurst drops down as Costello makes the cover.
...1
…...2
HE: Stay down Hurst! It's for the best!
HA: I don't think he agrees!
The crowd goes wild as Hurst kicks out with everything in him pushing Costello off and breaking the three count at the very last moment, Costello stays knelt and a look of disbelief covers his face, Costello drags Hurst on to his knees and backs up before charging forward, screaming as he does.
HA: This could be over!
HE: Washboard stomach!? How the hell did he have the energy to do that!
As Costello charges forward Hurst uses up his last bit of energy jumping up on to his feet and lifting Costello up, Hurst quickly throws Costello down hitting the washboard stomach and collapsing down to the mat.
HA: The tides have turned, now it is Hurst who is only feet away from victory...the crowd are chanting...can that be enough to drive him on.
HE: Come on Costello...show these fans just watch Costello's law means!
As the crowd chant Hurst grits his teeth and begins to crawl across but to his dismay Costello begins to stir, pushing himself up from the mat, both men once again get to their feet and begin to trade left and rights, Costello takes control and begins to offload lefts and rights sending Hurst back in to the turnbuckle once again, Hurst fights back but Costello uses his strength advantage hitting repeated headbutts leaving both men stunned, Hurst fights back hitting a kick that sends Costello towards the middle of the ring, Hurst thinks quickly and jumps up on to the second rope launching himself off looking for a drop kick only for Costello to catch both of Hurst's legs before using his strength to pull Hurst up in to a huge Powerbomb, Costello then once again pulls Hurst back in to a Powerbomb position hitting a running turnbuckle Powerbomb, as Hurst hits the turnbuckle he stumbles in to the middle of the ring only to be met by Costello.
HE: THAT...is what Costello's law means!
...1
…...2
…......3!
The crowd boos as the “Godfather theme” begins to blare out and Costello drags himself up, mocking the fans as he does. The replay then shows how Costello meets Hurst hitting the Omerta and falling on top of his opponent, we cut back to the ring where Hurst has rolled on to his front and is trying to push himself up, Costello pushes the ref away and stands over Hurst pulling his arms behind his back and hitting the Kerb Stomp just to add insult to injury.
HA: An impressive win from Costello tonight, he’s showed a level of focus that The Authority was hoping he had lost
HE: NO! The Washboard Stomach...YES! Omerta! This one is done!
The replay shows how Hurst pulls Costello up on to his shoulder looking for the washboard stomach before Costello kicks and wriggle his way down landing behind Hurst, spinning him around and hitting a massive Black Hole Slam leaving both men down.
HA: I wouldn't speak too soon, Costello and Hurst are both down, and neither man looks fresh here!
The fans boo as Costello does his best to crawl towards the lifeless body of Jack Hurst, the will Hurst on as Costello edges closer and closer before finally placing his hand limply on the chest of Hurst.
...1
…...2
…......3!
HA: NO! Hurst used everything in his arsenal to kick out of that one, a millisecond later and this one was done and dusted!
HE: Oh of course the ref notices this one! At Anarchy Costello kicks out and they still claim he loses, it's a joke!
Costello gets to his knees and punches the ground in anger before he grabs the ref pushing him back towards the corner, the ref warns Costello who just laughs before spitting on the ground attempting to shake off the effects of the fight so far. Hurst manages to get to his feet and him and Costello begin to battle in the middle of the ring once again, Hurst hits a jab but Costello shakes it off before replying with a huge headbutt that sends Hurst back, as Hurst comes back Costello launches a huge punch that Hurst is able to duck before hitting another jab, Costello throws a haymaker but Hurst steps out of the way and continues to hit stinging jabs, Costello looks out on his feet as Hurst bounces off the ropes and returns looking for a clothesline, Costello ducks as Hurst once again returns.
The crowd boos as Costello meets the returning Hurst with a huge spinning back fist that causes Hurst to flip over landing in a slouched position on the mat, Costello shouts at him to get to his feet as he begins to stalk Hurst taking time to mock the fans as he does.
HA: That impact could have left Hurst with a head injury...don't get up Jack!
HE: Costello is going for the kill!
Hurst gets to his knees and Costello stands above him, the crowd scream abuse as Costello holds Hurst's head in place by his hair and begins to rain down sickening right hands. Hurst drops down as Costello makes the cover.
...1
…...2
HE: Stay down Hurst! It's for the best!
HA: I don't think he agrees!
The crowd goes wild as Hurst kicks out with everything in him pushing Costello off and breaking the three count at the very last moment, Costello stays knelt and a look of disbelief covers his face, Costello drags Hurst on to his knees and backs up before charging forward, screaming as he does.
HA: This could be over!
HE: Washboard stomach!? How the hell did he have the energy to do that!
As Costello charges forward Hurst uses up his last bit of energy jumping up on to his feet and lifting Costello up, Hurst quickly throws Costello down hitting the washboard stomach and collapsing down to the mat.
HA: The tides have turned, now it is Hurst who is only feet away from victory...the crowd are chanting...can that be enough to drive him on.
HE: Come on Costello...show these fans just watch Costello's law means!
As the crowd chant Hurst grits his teeth and begins to crawl across but to his dismay Costello begins to stir, pushing himself up from the mat, both men once again get to their feet and begin to trade left and rights, Costello takes control and begins to offload lefts and rights sending Hurst back in to the turnbuckle once again, Hurst fights back but Costello uses his strength advantage hitting repeated headbutts leaving both men stunned, Hurst fights back hitting a kick that sends Costello towards the middle of the ring, Hurst thinks quickly and jumps up on to the second rope launching himself off looking for a drop kick only for Costello to catch both of Hurst's legs before using his strength to pull Hurst up in to a huge Powerbomb, Costello then once again pulls Hurst back in to a Powerbomb position hitting a running turnbuckle Powerbomb, as Hurst hits the turnbuckle he stumbles in to the middle of the ring only to be met by Costello.
HE: THAT...is what Costello's law means!
...1
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…......3!
The crowd boos as the “Godfather theme” begins to blare out and Costello drags himself up, mocking the fans as he does. The replay then shows how Costello meets Hurst hitting the Omerta and falling on top of his opponent, we cut back to the ring where Hurst has rolled on to his front and is trying to push himself up, Costello pushes the ref away and stands over Hurst pulling his arms behind his back and hitting the Kerb Stomp just to add insult to injury.
HA: An impressive win from Costello tonight, he’s showed a level of focus that The Authority was hoping he had lost
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 7:07
*Backstage Tim Allen is stood with his camera crew
TA: Ladies and Gentlemen. I am joined at this time by a man who needs no introduction; he is the Thunder from down Under……
Max Adamson
*Adamson, who has assembled his own group of cheerleaders, hushes down the fake cheers
MA: Thank you, thank you. It is a pleasure for you to be here with me tonight
*Allen is shaking his head
TA: Max
MA: Maxwell…..
TA: Maxwell
MA: And the rest
*Allen sighs
MA: You say it god damn it or I walk away right now
*Allen shakes his head once more
TA: I am joined tonight by Maxwell James Adamson
MA: What’s with the formalities Tim we’re all equals here
*Adamson looks Allen up and down for a second
MA: Nope strike that, reverse it Timothy. Let normal service resume
*Allen raises his eyebrows
TA: You seem in high spirits Max. Are you excited for tonight’s matchup against Gazzy?
*Adamson’s face drops
MA: Actually Timothy. Tonight I am sad…
Why you ask?
*Allen remains silent
MA: I am sad because tonight I am in a position I had hoped I never would be in. Through out the last few months I had always clung onto the hopes that Gareth and I could resolve our differences. Tonight is a sign that that feint hope is gone
TA: You can’t be serious Max. All that has gone before, everything that has happened up to this point has been because of your actions
*Adamson snarls back
MA: Wrong Timothy Wrong
I have only ever wanted to help a friend; it is Gareth who has caused this rift. I am not the root of his financial difficulty; it is his greed that caused his downfall. I was there to help him. All I have ever done is help him.
It is because of Gareth’s unwillingness to stand up and admit that this is his entire fault that we find ourselves in this position today.
I am a victim in all of this. Like Gareth’s ex-wife and his poor daughter we are all victims of Gareth’s cruel deceit. A deceit committed to furnish his desire for success and power
So, no Timothy, tonight I am not happy. This situation does not fill me with excitement. But you know what…. I accept that if that is what I need to do, if I need to suffer for the greater good, then I am willing to make that sacrifice
Because that is the type of man Maxwell James Adamson is!!!
*Adamson storms out of shot
(Scene ends)
TA: Ladies and Gentlemen. I am joined at this time by a man who needs no introduction; he is the Thunder from down Under……
Max Adamson
*Adamson, who has assembled his own group of cheerleaders, hushes down the fake cheers
MA: Thank you, thank you. It is a pleasure for you to be here with me tonight
*Allen is shaking his head
TA: Max
MA: Maxwell…..
TA: Maxwell
MA: And the rest
*Allen sighs
MA: You say it god damn it or I walk away right now
*Allen shakes his head once more
TA: I am joined tonight by Maxwell James Adamson
MA: What’s with the formalities Tim we’re all equals here
*Adamson looks Allen up and down for a second
MA: Nope strike that, reverse it Timothy. Let normal service resume
*Allen raises his eyebrows
TA: You seem in high spirits Max. Are you excited for tonight’s matchup against Gazzy?
*Adamson’s face drops
MA: Actually Timothy. Tonight I am sad…
Why you ask?
*Allen remains silent
MA: I am sad because tonight I am in a position I had hoped I never would be in. Through out the last few months I had always clung onto the hopes that Gareth and I could resolve our differences. Tonight is a sign that that feint hope is gone
TA: You can’t be serious Max. All that has gone before, everything that has happened up to this point has been because of your actions
*Adamson snarls back
MA: Wrong Timothy Wrong
I have only ever wanted to help a friend; it is Gareth who has caused this rift. I am not the root of his financial difficulty; it is his greed that caused his downfall. I was there to help him. All I have ever done is help him.
It is because of Gareth’s unwillingness to stand up and admit that this is his entire fault that we find ourselves in this position today.
I am a victim in all of this. Like Gareth’s ex-wife and his poor daughter we are all victims of Gareth’s cruel deceit. A deceit committed to furnish his desire for success and power
So, no Timothy, tonight I am not happy. This situation does not fill me with excitement. But you know what…. I accept that if that is what I need to do, if I need to suffer for the greater good, then I am willing to make that sacrifice
Because that is the type of man Maxwell James Adamson is!!!
*Adamson storms out of shot
(Scene ends)
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 7:09
*We are backstage in the Phones4U Arena and Nicky Cassidy is just leaving the trainer’s room, a bandage has been wrapped around the side of his head.
Cassidy: Damn this ain’t swag, more like Vanilla Ice than Cold as Ice…
*A voice sounds out behind him and then Chaos comes into shot. Cassidy looks a little apprehensive.
Cassidy: Look Rey Mysterio, I don’t want a fight right now…
*He points to the bandage on his head
Chaos: No fighting….I just wanted to find you and say….thanks…
*Cassidy raises his eyebrows
Chaos: If it wasn’t for you then Daniels would have hit me with another chairshot and I don’t know what alternative dimension I would have ended up on…
Cassidy: No problem….professional courtesy, I don’t like to see anyone go out like that….I have to be honest though 2 Cold Scorpio….you don’t seem as weird in person, no offense…
*Chaos laughs
Chaos: It comes and goes….or should I say….he comes and goes…
*Cassidy looks weirded out by the strange grin on Chaos’ face
Cassidy: Ok man, if you say so…look I need to hop on the hell out of here…you stay normal, brother…
*Cassidy takes Chaos hand and quickly fist bumps him before backing away. Chaos shakes his head as he watches Cassidy go.
Chaos: Trying to keep it that way…
*Chaos suddenly drops to one knee and begins to convulse. He rubs at his head and then starts to laugh as a very different voice comes from his mouth.
Chaos: You’ll never escape, don’t you even dare try…
*Chaos drops to the floor and screams out in pain as the scene ends
(Scene ends)
Cassidy: Damn this ain’t swag, more like Vanilla Ice than Cold as Ice…
*A voice sounds out behind him and then Chaos comes into shot. Cassidy looks a little apprehensive.
Cassidy: Look Rey Mysterio, I don’t want a fight right now…
*He points to the bandage on his head
Chaos: No fighting….I just wanted to find you and say….thanks…
*Cassidy raises his eyebrows
Chaos: If it wasn’t for you then Daniels would have hit me with another chairshot and I don’t know what alternative dimension I would have ended up on…
Cassidy: No problem….professional courtesy, I don’t like to see anyone go out like that….I have to be honest though 2 Cold Scorpio….you don’t seem as weird in person, no offense…
*Chaos laughs
Chaos: It comes and goes….or should I say….he comes and goes…
*Cassidy looks weirded out by the strange grin on Chaos’ face
Cassidy: Ok man, if you say so…look I need to hop on the hell out of here…you stay normal, brother…
*Cassidy takes Chaos hand and quickly fist bumps him before backing away. Chaos shakes his head as he watches Cassidy go.
Chaos: Trying to keep it that way…
*Chaos suddenly drops to one knee and begins to convulse. He rubs at his head and then starts to laugh as a very different voice comes from his mouth.
Chaos: You’ll never escape, don’t you even dare try…
*Chaos drops to the floor and screams out in pain as the scene ends
(Scene ends)
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 7:10
*Daniel Reilly is shown preparing backstage; the crowd boo his appearance and Reilly smiles
DR: And so the pantomime continues. Daniel Reilly the stereotypical villain. It is only because you fear me that you boo me
*The booing grows louder. Reilly faces the camera and breathes in deeply
DR: Oh how I’ve missed this. The anticipation, admit it you’ve missed me. Nobody has filled the Daniel Reilly shaped hole in your lives
CROWD – You Suck X5
*Reilly smiles
DR: Well get used to that feeling in the pit of your stomachs because I am here to stay in 6CW for a long time to come!!
*The boos ring out as Reilly starts to laugh and the scene goes back to ringside
DR: And so the pantomime continues. Daniel Reilly the stereotypical villain. It is only because you fear me that you boo me
*The booing grows louder. Reilly faces the camera and breathes in deeply
DR: Oh how I’ve missed this. The anticipation, admit it you’ve missed me. Nobody has filled the Daniel Reilly shaped hole in your lives
CROWD – You Suck X5
*Reilly smiles
DR: Well get used to that feeling in the pit of your stomachs because I am here to stay in 6CW for a long time to come!!
*The boos ring out as Reilly starts to laugh and the scene goes back to ringside
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by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 7:14
Match 5
Scott Harris vs Marty Helms
Back at ringside and the crowd boo as “King of Kings” plays out and Marty Helms swaggers onto the stage. Helms is dressed in a red “Authority” vest over red trunks and he grins confidently as he raises his arms in the air.
HA: One on one action here at Revolution….Marty Helms, the newest recruit for The Authority will go up against Scott Harris in what promises to be a fantastic bout…
HE: Helms is really shining under the tutelage of Jones & Callihan, he will continue that form here tonight….he’s already beaten Harris once…
HA: In a three on one handicap match…Helms hasn’t gotten the job done on his own before and I guarantee it will be a much more difficult task by himself…Harris has been extremely impressive since he debuted in 6CW…
HE: Harris is an overconfident rookie….Helms is looking at bigger things once he knocks Harris off, I forsee no problems for Marty in this one…
Helms sneers at the crowd and then jumps onto the apron before stepping through the ropes. He points to the “Authority” logo on his vest before removing it and stretching up against the ropes. The lights then dim and “Survival” blasts out to a tremendous ovation…
HA: Young kid with a huge future in front of him….Scott Harris is a mighty fine ring technician…
HE: He’s got skills but he is getting too big for his boots, that is why The Authority decided to bring him down a peg or two…
HA: You don’t know that, none of us know why they targeted Harris, there is no clear reason…but that doesn’t really matter tonight because Harris is in this match and in order to continue his rise through the ranks he is going to need to take care of Marty Helms…
HE: He doesn’t stand a chance…
HA: The fans in the arena disagree with your assessment and so do I….Harris has all the tools necessary, even if Helms is one tough s.o.b…
Harris lowers his hood as pyros explode behind him and then he begins to walk down to the stage. He unzips his jacket and removes it before looking up at Marty Helms, focused fury burning in his eyes…
HA: It was last month during a conversation with Drake Callihan that Harris was assaulted and left lying by Marty Helms….that is where this all started, we don’t know why but what we do know is that The Authority want to teach Harris a lesson…
HE: And they will do exactly that here tonight at Revolution…
Harris climbs into the ring and tries to get at Helms but the referee holds him back and gives him a talking to. Helms is grinning from ear to ear on the opposite side, taunting Harris, as the official steps into the centre and then gives the signal to begin the contest…
HA: Helms is slightly bigger, more powerful…but if Harris can turn this into a wrestling match then it will swing rapidly in his favour…
Harris quickly looks to engage Helms in a lockup but Helms tries to keep his distance and then looks for a quick kick. Harris catches Helms’ leg and immediately looks for a takedown but Helms is able to ride it out as they stumble back to the corner. The referee intervenes and breaks them apart…
HE: Harris’ wrestling skills weren’t so impressive then…
HA: He had Helms worried…
Helms shouts at the referee to back Harris away and then he reaches over the official’s shoulder and pokes his opponent in eye. Harris staggers way, blinded, and Helms quickly rushes into him with a barrage of right hands..
HA: Now Helms wants to fight, after a bloody cheapshot…
Helms blasts Harris back onto the ropes and then he Irish whips him across the ring, flooring him with a big boot to the face. Harris gets back up and Helms crunches him with a big clothesline……………1………………2…………..kickout!
HE: This isn’t going to get any better for Harris, Helms wants to impress his new bosses…
Helms pulls Harris up and drives a heavy knee into his stomach before lifting him into a suplex. He drops three consecutive elbows into Harris’ chest and covers again…………….1………………..2……….shoulder up.
HA: Scott Harris is the most successful superstar to ever graduate from the “Snake Pit” developmental system….there are high hopes for his future…
HE: He shined in the lower leagues, but this is the Premiership and he is more of a Fulham than a Man City…
Helms clatters hard forearms into Harris’ back before yanking him back up and throwing him into the corner. Helms lands with several more right hands before seizing Harris’ arm and sending him across to the opposite side…
HA: Helms in total control here in the early going…
HE: That isn’t likely to change anytime soon….
Helms runs across to look for a clothesline but Harris drives out with a stiff forearm that sends Helms staggering backward. Harris then runs out for a clothesline but Helms ducks it and lands with a neckbreaker……………1……………………2…………….kickout!
HE: Helms already has a pinfall victory over Harris, he knows how to beat this kid…
HA: And as I said earlier, he had plenty of help in doing so…this is a completely different scenario…
HE: The outcome won’t be…
Helms punts Harris in the ribs, rolling him onto his back, and then bounces back off the ropes before returning with a leaping knee to the head. Harris stumbles back up and Helms lands a stiff European uppercut before scoring with a back suplex…………….1……………..2……….kickout
HA: Helms has been signed to the 6CW roster since the re-birth last year….many felt he was destined for big things but it hasn’t quite taken off for him yet….could joining The Authority be the first step in his quest for success?
HE: Of course it is….look at the facts, Tyler Roth….Enforcer….both guys joined The Authority and both men will leave tonight as world champions….Helms could not have made a better decision…
Helms pulls Harris back up by the head and he tries to lift him up into a powerbomb but Harris kicks his feet and refuses to budge. “The Sharpshooter” battles against Helms’ grip and then he counters with a backdrop. Helms stumbles back up in the corner and Harris nails him with a running shining wizard before beckoning him out into an overhead belly to belly suplex…
HA: And that is the kind of offense that these fans have come to expect from Scott Harris…
Helms gets back up to his feet but his right hand is sloppy and Harris is able to duck it and he scores with a Dragon suplex…………………1…………………..2……………..kickout. They get back up and Harris is quick to lift his opponent into an inverted atomic drop before following up with a northern lights suplex………………….1………………2……………shoulder up.
HA: Harris starting to find his groove now….Helms doesn’t look to man sausage-sure anymore…
HE: He’s fine, stop exaggerating…
Harris grabs Helms arm and pulls him up before twisting it behind his opponent’s back and wrenching it, dropping Helms back down on his knees. Harris continues to work at the arm and then he jumps backward, slamming Helms’ arm against his knees…
HA: Now Harris is going to work….a tremendous submission specialist…
Helms clutches his shoulder to his side as Harris rains down kicks to the affected area, until the referee steps in.
HE: Get him out of there ref…
HA: Harris displaying some aggression right now….the frustration of what The Authority has done to him is telling…
Helms gets himself back up in the corner as Harris makes a beeline back toward him, and then he kicks out and stomps right in Harris’ stomach. Harris doubles up in as Helms runs out with a solid knee lift to the gut, dropping Harris onto his knees, and then he lifts him up in the air and drills him with a pumphandle drop….
HE: See what I am telling you….Helms is too good…
1.
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…2
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………kickout from Harris!
HA: Not good enough just yet…
Helms lands another solid punt to the ribs and then he drops repeated knees into the midsection of Harris. Harris is struggling to get to his knees as Helms rags him up and places him into an abdominal stretch…
HE: Helms has been targeting the ribs of Harris and now he is going to increase the damage…
HA: Not ideal for Harris’ suplexing tactics if his core is damaged…
Helms stretches out Harris’ arm, exposing the ribs, and then then drives the point of his elbow down into the injured area. Harris yells out in pain but refuses to quit when the referee asks him…
HA: Harris has a lot of fight in him, plenty of spirit….
HE: But spirit can be broken….
Helms continues to pull at Harris’ arm, increasing the pain that “Sharpshooter” is feeling, as the fans start up a “Let’s go Harris” chant. The noise levels grow inside the Phones4U Arena and Harris responds to the support by pulling his back up and countering with a hiptoss throw…
HA: Harris needed that escape…
Harris stumbles over to the corner and tries to collect himself as Helms gets back to his feet and runs in with a flying big boot.
HA: No-one home…
Harris ducks under and sends Helms clattering into the turnbuckle before rolling him up……………….1……………………..2…………..shoulder up. They get back up and Helms knees Harris in the stomach before grabbing his arm…
HE: LIGHTS OUT!
Harris ducks the vicious elbow and then counters with a huge German suplex, drawing cheers from the crowd. Harris winces as he feels the pain in his ribs but he determinedly drags Helms back up and scores with another suplex…
HA: The guys that this kid possesses is incredible…
HE: Not a third one…
Scott Harris vs Marty Helms
Back at ringside and the crowd boo as “King of Kings” plays out and Marty Helms swaggers onto the stage. Helms is dressed in a red “Authority” vest over red trunks and he grins confidently as he raises his arms in the air.
HA: One on one action here at Revolution….Marty Helms, the newest recruit for The Authority will go up against Scott Harris in what promises to be a fantastic bout…
HE: Helms is really shining under the tutelage of Jones & Callihan, he will continue that form here tonight….he’s already beaten Harris once…
HA: In a three on one handicap match…Helms hasn’t gotten the job done on his own before and I guarantee it will be a much more difficult task by himself…Harris has been extremely impressive since he debuted in 6CW…
HE: Harris is an overconfident rookie….Helms is looking at bigger things once he knocks Harris off, I forsee no problems for Marty in this one…
Helms sneers at the crowd and then jumps onto the apron before stepping through the ropes. He points to the “Authority” logo on his vest before removing it and stretching up against the ropes. The lights then dim and “Survival” blasts out to a tremendous ovation…
HA: Young kid with a huge future in front of him….Scott Harris is a mighty fine ring technician…
HE: He’s got skills but he is getting too big for his boots, that is why The Authority decided to bring him down a peg or two…
HA: You don’t know that, none of us know why they targeted Harris, there is no clear reason…but that doesn’t really matter tonight because Harris is in this match and in order to continue his rise through the ranks he is going to need to take care of Marty Helms…
HE: He doesn’t stand a chance…
HA: The fans in the arena disagree with your assessment and so do I….Harris has all the tools necessary, even if Helms is one tough s.o.b…
Harris lowers his hood as pyros explode behind him and then he begins to walk down to the stage. He unzips his jacket and removes it before looking up at Marty Helms, focused fury burning in his eyes…
HA: It was last month during a conversation with Drake Callihan that Harris was assaulted and left lying by Marty Helms….that is where this all started, we don’t know why but what we do know is that The Authority want to teach Harris a lesson…
HE: And they will do exactly that here tonight at Revolution…
Harris climbs into the ring and tries to get at Helms but the referee holds him back and gives him a talking to. Helms is grinning from ear to ear on the opposite side, taunting Harris, as the official steps into the centre and then gives the signal to begin the contest…
HA: Helms is slightly bigger, more powerful…but if Harris can turn this into a wrestling match then it will swing rapidly in his favour…
Harris quickly looks to engage Helms in a lockup but Helms tries to keep his distance and then looks for a quick kick. Harris catches Helms’ leg and immediately looks for a takedown but Helms is able to ride it out as they stumble back to the corner. The referee intervenes and breaks them apart…
HE: Harris’ wrestling skills weren’t so impressive then…
HA: He had Helms worried…
Helms shouts at the referee to back Harris away and then he reaches over the official’s shoulder and pokes his opponent in eye. Harris staggers way, blinded, and Helms quickly rushes into him with a barrage of right hands..
HA: Now Helms wants to fight, after a bloody cheapshot…
Helms blasts Harris back onto the ropes and then he Irish whips him across the ring, flooring him with a big boot to the face. Harris gets back up and Helms crunches him with a big clothesline……………1………………2…………..kickout!
HE: This isn’t going to get any better for Harris, Helms wants to impress his new bosses…
Helms pulls Harris up and drives a heavy knee into his stomach before lifting him into a suplex. He drops three consecutive elbows into Harris’ chest and covers again…………….1………………..2……….shoulder up.
HA: Scott Harris is the most successful superstar to ever graduate from the “Snake Pit” developmental system….there are high hopes for his future…
HE: He shined in the lower leagues, but this is the Premiership and he is more of a Fulham than a Man City…
Helms clatters hard forearms into Harris’ back before yanking him back up and throwing him into the corner. Helms lands with several more right hands before seizing Harris’ arm and sending him across to the opposite side…
HA: Helms in total control here in the early going…
HE: That isn’t likely to change anytime soon….
Helms runs across to look for a clothesline but Harris drives out with a stiff forearm that sends Helms staggering backward. Harris then runs out for a clothesline but Helms ducks it and lands with a neckbreaker……………1……………………2…………….kickout!
HE: Helms already has a pinfall victory over Harris, he knows how to beat this kid…
HA: And as I said earlier, he had plenty of help in doing so…this is a completely different scenario…
HE: The outcome won’t be…
Helms punts Harris in the ribs, rolling him onto his back, and then bounces back off the ropes before returning with a leaping knee to the head. Harris stumbles back up and Helms lands a stiff European uppercut before scoring with a back suplex…………….1……………..2……….kickout
HA: Helms has been signed to the 6CW roster since the re-birth last year….many felt he was destined for big things but it hasn’t quite taken off for him yet….could joining The Authority be the first step in his quest for success?
HE: Of course it is….look at the facts, Tyler Roth….Enforcer….both guys joined The Authority and both men will leave tonight as world champions….Helms could not have made a better decision…
Helms pulls Harris back up by the head and he tries to lift him up into a powerbomb but Harris kicks his feet and refuses to budge. “The Sharpshooter” battles against Helms’ grip and then he counters with a backdrop. Helms stumbles back up in the corner and Harris nails him with a running shining wizard before beckoning him out into an overhead belly to belly suplex…
HA: And that is the kind of offense that these fans have come to expect from Scott Harris…
Helms gets back up to his feet but his right hand is sloppy and Harris is able to duck it and he scores with a Dragon suplex…………………1…………………..2……………..kickout. They get back up and Harris is quick to lift his opponent into an inverted atomic drop before following up with a northern lights suplex………………….1………………2……………shoulder up.
HA: Harris starting to find his groove now….Helms doesn’t look to man sausage-sure anymore…
HE: He’s fine, stop exaggerating…
Harris grabs Helms arm and pulls him up before twisting it behind his opponent’s back and wrenching it, dropping Helms back down on his knees. Harris continues to work at the arm and then he jumps backward, slamming Helms’ arm against his knees…
HA: Now Harris is going to work….a tremendous submission specialist…
Helms clutches his shoulder to his side as Harris rains down kicks to the affected area, until the referee steps in.
HE: Get him out of there ref…
HA: Harris displaying some aggression right now….the frustration of what The Authority has done to him is telling…
Helms gets himself back up in the corner as Harris makes a beeline back toward him, and then he kicks out and stomps right in Harris’ stomach. Harris doubles up in as Helms runs out with a solid knee lift to the gut, dropping Harris onto his knees, and then he lifts him up in the air and drills him with a pumphandle drop….
HE: See what I am telling you….Helms is too good…
1.
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…2
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………kickout from Harris!
HA: Not good enough just yet…
Helms lands another solid punt to the ribs and then he drops repeated knees into the midsection of Harris. Harris is struggling to get to his knees as Helms rags him up and places him into an abdominal stretch…
HE: Helms has been targeting the ribs of Harris and now he is going to increase the damage…
HA: Not ideal for Harris’ suplexing tactics if his core is damaged…
Helms stretches out Harris’ arm, exposing the ribs, and then then drives the point of his elbow down into the injured area. Harris yells out in pain but refuses to quit when the referee asks him…
HA: Harris has a lot of fight in him, plenty of spirit….
HE: But spirit can be broken….
Helms continues to pull at Harris’ arm, increasing the pain that “Sharpshooter” is feeling, as the fans start up a “Let’s go Harris” chant. The noise levels grow inside the Phones4U Arena and Harris responds to the support by pulling his back up and countering with a hiptoss throw…
HA: Harris needed that escape…
Harris stumbles over to the corner and tries to collect himself as Helms gets back to his feet and runs in with a flying big boot.
HA: No-one home…
Harris ducks under and sends Helms clattering into the turnbuckle before rolling him up……………….1……………………..2…………..shoulder up. They get back up and Helms knees Harris in the stomach before grabbing his arm…
HE: LIGHTS OUT!
Harris ducks the vicious elbow and then counters with a huge German suplex, drawing cheers from the crowd. Harris winces as he feels the pain in his ribs but he determinedly drags Helms back up and scores with another suplex…
HA: The guys that this kid possesses is incredible…
HE: Not a third one…
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Helms tries to claw desperately for the ropes but Harris yanks him back and scores with the third straight suplex……………………1……………………………….2…………………….Helms just manages to pop his shoulder into the air.
HA: I thought Harris was going to pull it off there…
HE: You give Helms no credit at all…
Harris crawls up to his feet and he breathes deeply, resting against the ropes, before turning back around and beckoning for Helms to stand up. Helms is slow and groggy but eventually he rises and Harris grabs his arm…
HA: SHOT IN THE…
Helms jumps out the side of the Olympic slam and he kicks Harris in his injured ribs before running off the ropes and returns with a spear……………….1……………..2……………Harris only just manages to kick out!
HE: Now it’s gutcheck time….let’s see how tough this kid really is…
Helms spits on the mat and then he drags Harris back up to his feet and lifts him into a fireman’s carry. He looks for a slam (Wastelands) but Harris holds onto his arm and spins him to the ground with an armbar…
HA: That’s the skill that Harris brings to the table…he can hit those submissions from anywhere…
Helms yells out in pain as Harris tugs back on his arm and tries to extend it to its full amount. Helms desperately reaches over and locks his hands together, trying to block the full extension…
HE: Keep those hands tight, Marty…
Harris uses one of his hands to try and punch Helms’ arms apart but Helms still has plenty of strength and he is able to roll on his side and then out of the dangerous submission. They both get back up to their feet and Harris quickly swipes Helms’ legs before pulling him into position….
HA: How about a “sharpshooter” instead…
Helms quickly grabs Harris’ head and ploughs hard rights into it, knocking him back into the ropes. Helms then gets back up and looks for a running clothesline but Harris ducks down and backdrops his opponent over the top rope…
HE: Harris doesn’t know that Helms is on the apron….
Harris turns back around and Helms nails him with a shoulder thrust through the middle rope, sending Harris backward in a lot of pain. Helms then climbs to the top rope and he jumps off with a hard axe handle across Harris’ back…
HA: The ribs of Harris are coming problematic….every shot is causing him pain…
Harris stumbles around and then Helms picks him up on his shoulders and lands with a Samoan drop………………………1…………………….2…………….Harris is able to kick out. Helms complains to the referee but gets told it was a definite two…
HE: Slowly but surely the fight is getting knocked out of Harris…
Helms plants his boot down in Harris’ stomach and then he gutwrenches him into the air before dropping him back down into a gutbuster across his knees. Harris is writhing in pain as Helms goes back to the corner and makes his way up to the top rope…
HA: This is reminiscent of Helms finished that handicap match against Scott Harris…
HE: Yes it is….this is the end….FLYING HEADBUTT!
The flashbulbs go off as Helms comes hurtling through the air for the headbutt straight to the body but Harris rolls out of the firing line and sends Helms crashing into the canvass. Helms is flat on his stomach as Harris makes his way over to the corner and pulls himself up top…
HA: This is a major gamble from Scott Harris…
HE: Stupid….
HA: HE LANDED!
The crowd roar in approval as Harris leaps from the top and lands with a frogsplash to the back of Helms. The impact, however, sends serious pain through the ribs of Harris and he rolls away into the corner to collect himself…
HA: Huge move from Scott Harris, but it may have hurt him just as much as Marty Helms…
Harris slowly crawls back on his knees toward Helms and he pushes him over on his back before covering him…
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HE: Not enough, there is nothing Harris can do that will be enough…
HA: I think that frogsplash would have done it if Harris wasn’t hurting so badly….
Harris gets back up to his feet and he stalks Helms before ushering him back up and then he grabs his arm again…
HA: SHOT….
Helms jumps out of the Olympic slam again and he pushes Harris off the ropes before tilt-a-whirling him and driving him down with a huge powerbomb…
HE: That’s the final nail…
The crowd are stunned as Helms laughs and then drops down to make the cover……………1……………………2…………………thr-kickout!
HA: So, so close to being over….Marty Helms was certain of victory there…..
Helms is looking at the referee with anger on his face and then he grabs Harris by the head and chucks him into the corner. He begins to stomp away at Harris’ midsection and then grabs his arm and looks for an Irish whip to the opposite corner but Harris holds on and he drags Helms into the centre of the ring before throwing him with a t-bone suplex…
HE: Naaahhh…
HA: Harris just will not stay down…
Helms stumbles back up and Harris scoops him up before connecting with a pendulum backbreaker……………………1……………………..2………………….shoulder up. Harris rolls Helms over on his stomach and tries to pull him into a “cattle mutilation” submission hold but Helms battles against him and ends up rolling through. Helms gets back up on his feet and Harris runs at him, only for him to lift Harris into a flapjack and slams him down on his injured ribs. Harris rolls over on his back as Helms goes to the corner again…
HA: Didn’t work out for Helms last time…
HE: Second time lucky….Harris is in bad shape…this is the end of the road….FLYING HEAD….
HA: HOW ABOUT THAT!
Helms reaches the top rope and prepares to launch as Harris is suddenly back up and sprints into the corner, up the ropes, and delivers a huge overhead suplex from the top rope. The crowd are going wild in the arena as both men lay slumped on the deck…
Crowd: This is awe-some x5
HA: I agree with the 6CW universe, tremendous effort from these two young stallions…
Harris holds his ribs as he inches his way across the ring and then drops a hand onto Helms’ chest……………….1……………………..2…………………….kickout. Harris crawls over and he grabs Helms’ legs before trying to synch in the sharpshooter…
HA: Harris looking to put this to bed…
Helms flails and fights before pulling one of his feet free and he kicks out, catching Harris clean in the side. Harris staggers away, clutching for breath, as Helms crawls back up and rushes in for a big boot….
HA: Just grazed….Harris couldn’t quite avoid the contact….
Helms’ boot grazes the cheek of Harris as he tries to move his head out of the way, sending “Sharpshooter” back to the ropes. Helms moves toward him but Harris fires off with a right hand, then another, and then swings from the bottom of his core with a huge haymaker…
HE: Caught him…CROSSFACE!
Helms catches Harris’ arm and he tries to take him down into a crossface but Harris demonstrates his skills by rolling forward and out of the danger. They get back up and Helms looks for a running clothesline but Harris ducks underneath it and then charges off the ropes…
HA: Harris wants a little momentum….
HE: Not gonna help……SPINEBUSTER!
Harris comes back and Helms lifts him up before spinning him for a spinebuster but somehow Harris is able to twist his body in midair and counters with a codebreaker…
HA: What a shot….Helms didn’t see it coming…..SHOT IN THE DARK!
Helms’ eyes roll in the back of his head and he sways on the spot as Harris gets back up and delivers an almighty Olympic slam. He looks into the eyes of Helms and shakes his head before grabbing his legs and turns him over…
HE: This can’t be…
HA: Sharpshooter is locked in….none have escaped it thus far…
Helms yells out in agony as Harris applies the sharpshooter and sits down into the submission. The crowd are on their feet and voicing their support as Harris yanks right back on his opponent’s legs….
HE: Fight it, Marty….you can do it…
HA: Helms is trying to battle through excruciating pain…
Helms is clawing at the canvass and he shifts his body over toward the ropes but Harris drags him back to the centre of the ring and sits right through once more. The sweat and agony is etched all over Helms’ face as he claws at his hair and tries to make one last grab for safety….
HA: Nowhere for you to go Marty…
HE: I hate Scott Harris…
HA: Helms is tapping out….he’s tapping….this one is over and The Authority are not going to be happy with their man…
Helms reluctantly begins to tap his hand to the mat and the crowd roar with delight as the bell sounds to signal the end of the match. “Survival” hits the speakers and Harris lets go of the submission hold as the referee takes his arm and raises it into the air…
HA: Scott Harris was put through his most rigorous test so far in 6CW but this young lion keeps getting better and better….he took everything that Helms had to throw at him and he still pulled out the victory…tremendous battle…
HE: I don’t think anyone in the arena would complain about watching these two again…
HA: No doubt…great blend of styles, fantastic contest….
Harris holds his ribs as he rests against the ropes, breathing deeply, before he raises his arms in air and nods in appreciation of the fans’ support. Marty Helms has rolled from the ring and he skulks into the aisleway, looking dishevelled, as Christy James passes by him with a microphone in hand.
HA: Looks like we are going to get an exclusive with Scott Harris right here at ringside….
HE: Great…
Harris steps out onto the apron and then he sits down on the apron, wincing as he does so, to join Christy James for an interview.
CJ: I’m standing here with the victor of this match, “The Sharpshooter” Scott Harris….Scott, I know you just went through hell, but can we get a word with you about the magnitude of this victory?
*Harris is breathing deeply but manages to steady himself
Harris: First of all I’d like to say a huge thank you to the amazing crowd here tonight in Manchester…
*Crowd pop
Harris: This is the best win of my career so far, no doubt at all about that….I wanted a step up in competition and I certainly got that tonight, but once again I have shown everyone what I can do…and I have come away with a fantastic victory…
Christy: Marty Helms certainly pushed you all the way, it seemed like you may have picked up an injury to your ribs during the match….how are you feeling?
Harris: The ribs got damaged a couple of weeks ago during the handicap match and I was nowhere near 100% going into this match, but I’m not one to complain and I was never going to duck out of this challenge. Helms is a tough guy, he pushed me hard, he hurt me multiple times but I dug deep and came out with the result I was looking for.
Christy: Only one defeat so far for you in 6CW, a big PPV win under your belt, where can we expect the future of Scott Harris to take us?
Harris: I’m just enjoying the ride. I’ve made no secrets that my goal is to one day main eventing this company, I believe I am capable of doing so and if I keep putting in the effort then I see no reason why that can’t happen. For now I am going to take a shower, rest up, and get ready for ten days’ time on Anarchy….then we can see what the next step is for me.
Christy: We have to ask you Scott, this match tonight with Marty Helms…how personal was it? It seemed like Helms was acting on the orders of Drake Callihan and Mr Jones…can you enlighten us to why? What is the reason for The Authority targeting you?
Harris: I was hoping maybe you could tell me…
*Harris grins but his eyes shine with anger
Harris: Before this past month I never had a problem with Marty Helms but when a man jumps me from behind then yeah, things get personal. I came out here tonight with the intention of sending a message to anyone who has a problem with me and I believe I did just that. I don’t know the exact reasoning behind why The Authority wants to come after me, I could guess, but I assure them they are making a big mistake.
I feel like maybe I’ve been going through the motions here in 6CW, just showcasing a little bit of what I am capable of….but now I think it is time I took this up a notch, started letting everyone know exactly what I can do, leaving no stone unturned.
I didn’t just come here to 6CW to prove I can wrestle….there is more than one reason why I am here in this company and maybe now that I have found my feet it is about time I showed everyone…
Christy: Care to elaborate on that?
Harris: I prefer to do my talking in the ring, the old fashioned way, but I assure everyone that soon enough my story will be known to the world….it is a real page-turner…
Christy: Thank you Scott and congratulations on your win tonight…
The crowd continue to cheer as Harris hops down off the apron and begins to make his way to the backstage area.
HE: What do you make of that then?
HA: I have no idea, but I guess time will tell us….intriguing interview with “The Sharpshooter”…
HA: I thought Harris was going to pull it off there…
HE: You give Helms no credit at all…
Harris crawls up to his feet and he breathes deeply, resting against the ropes, before turning back around and beckoning for Helms to stand up. Helms is slow and groggy but eventually he rises and Harris grabs his arm…
HA: SHOT IN THE…
Helms jumps out the side of the Olympic slam and he kicks Harris in his injured ribs before running off the ropes and returns with a spear……………….1……………..2……………Harris only just manages to kick out!
HE: Now it’s gutcheck time….let’s see how tough this kid really is…
Helms spits on the mat and then he drags Harris back up to his feet and lifts him into a fireman’s carry. He looks for a slam (Wastelands) but Harris holds onto his arm and spins him to the ground with an armbar…
HA: That’s the skill that Harris brings to the table…he can hit those submissions from anywhere…
Helms yells out in pain as Harris tugs back on his arm and tries to extend it to its full amount. Helms desperately reaches over and locks his hands together, trying to block the full extension…
HE: Keep those hands tight, Marty…
Harris uses one of his hands to try and punch Helms’ arms apart but Helms still has plenty of strength and he is able to roll on his side and then out of the dangerous submission. They both get back up to their feet and Harris quickly swipes Helms’ legs before pulling him into position….
HA: How about a “sharpshooter” instead…
Helms quickly grabs Harris’ head and ploughs hard rights into it, knocking him back into the ropes. Helms then gets back up and looks for a running clothesline but Harris ducks down and backdrops his opponent over the top rope…
HE: Harris doesn’t know that Helms is on the apron….
Harris turns back around and Helms nails him with a shoulder thrust through the middle rope, sending Harris backward in a lot of pain. Helms then climbs to the top rope and he jumps off with a hard axe handle across Harris’ back…
HA: The ribs of Harris are coming problematic….every shot is causing him pain…
Harris stumbles around and then Helms picks him up on his shoulders and lands with a Samoan drop………………………1…………………….2…………….Harris is able to kick out. Helms complains to the referee but gets told it was a definite two…
HE: Slowly but surely the fight is getting knocked out of Harris…
Helms plants his boot down in Harris’ stomach and then he gutwrenches him into the air before dropping him back down into a gutbuster across his knees. Harris is writhing in pain as Helms goes back to the corner and makes his way up to the top rope…
HA: This is reminiscent of Helms finished that handicap match against Scott Harris…
HE: Yes it is….this is the end….FLYING HEADBUTT!
The flashbulbs go off as Helms comes hurtling through the air for the headbutt straight to the body but Harris rolls out of the firing line and sends Helms crashing into the canvass. Helms is flat on his stomach as Harris makes his way over to the corner and pulls himself up top…
HA: This is a major gamble from Scott Harris…
HE: Stupid….
HA: HE LANDED!
The crowd roar in approval as Harris leaps from the top and lands with a frogsplash to the back of Helms. The impact, however, sends serious pain through the ribs of Harris and he rolls away into the corner to collect himself…
HA: Huge move from Scott Harris, but it may have hurt him just as much as Marty Helms…
Harris slowly crawls back on his knees toward Helms and he pushes him over on his back before covering him…
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HE: Not enough, there is nothing Harris can do that will be enough…
HA: I think that frogsplash would have done it if Harris wasn’t hurting so badly….
Harris gets back up to his feet and he stalks Helms before ushering him back up and then he grabs his arm again…
HA: SHOT….
Helms jumps out of the Olympic slam again and he pushes Harris off the ropes before tilt-a-whirling him and driving him down with a huge powerbomb…
HE: That’s the final nail…
The crowd are stunned as Helms laughs and then drops down to make the cover……………1……………………2…………………thr-kickout!
HA: So, so close to being over….Marty Helms was certain of victory there…..
Helms is looking at the referee with anger on his face and then he grabs Harris by the head and chucks him into the corner. He begins to stomp away at Harris’ midsection and then grabs his arm and looks for an Irish whip to the opposite corner but Harris holds on and he drags Helms into the centre of the ring before throwing him with a t-bone suplex…
HE: Naaahhh…
HA: Harris just will not stay down…
Helms stumbles back up and Harris scoops him up before connecting with a pendulum backbreaker……………………1……………………..2………………….shoulder up. Harris rolls Helms over on his stomach and tries to pull him into a “cattle mutilation” submission hold but Helms battles against him and ends up rolling through. Helms gets back up on his feet and Harris runs at him, only for him to lift Harris into a flapjack and slams him down on his injured ribs. Harris rolls over on his back as Helms goes to the corner again…
HA: Didn’t work out for Helms last time…
HE: Second time lucky….Harris is in bad shape…this is the end of the road….FLYING HEAD….
HA: HOW ABOUT THAT!
Helms reaches the top rope and prepares to launch as Harris is suddenly back up and sprints into the corner, up the ropes, and delivers a huge overhead suplex from the top rope. The crowd are going wild in the arena as both men lay slumped on the deck…
Crowd: This is awe-some x5
HA: I agree with the 6CW universe, tremendous effort from these two young stallions…
Harris holds his ribs as he inches his way across the ring and then drops a hand onto Helms’ chest……………….1……………………..2…………………….kickout. Harris crawls over and he grabs Helms’ legs before trying to synch in the sharpshooter…
HA: Harris looking to put this to bed…
Helms flails and fights before pulling one of his feet free and he kicks out, catching Harris clean in the side. Harris staggers away, clutching for breath, as Helms crawls back up and rushes in for a big boot….
HA: Just grazed….Harris couldn’t quite avoid the contact….
Helms’ boot grazes the cheek of Harris as he tries to move his head out of the way, sending “Sharpshooter” back to the ropes. Helms moves toward him but Harris fires off with a right hand, then another, and then swings from the bottom of his core with a huge haymaker…
HE: Caught him…CROSSFACE!
Helms catches Harris’ arm and he tries to take him down into a crossface but Harris demonstrates his skills by rolling forward and out of the danger. They get back up and Helms looks for a running clothesline but Harris ducks underneath it and then charges off the ropes…
HA: Harris wants a little momentum….
HE: Not gonna help……SPINEBUSTER!
Harris comes back and Helms lifts him up before spinning him for a spinebuster but somehow Harris is able to twist his body in midair and counters with a codebreaker…
HA: What a shot….Helms didn’t see it coming…..SHOT IN THE DARK!
Helms’ eyes roll in the back of his head and he sways on the spot as Harris gets back up and delivers an almighty Olympic slam. He looks into the eyes of Helms and shakes his head before grabbing his legs and turns him over…
HE: This can’t be…
HA: Sharpshooter is locked in….none have escaped it thus far…
Helms yells out in agony as Harris applies the sharpshooter and sits down into the submission. The crowd are on their feet and voicing their support as Harris yanks right back on his opponent’s legs….
HE: Fight it, Marty….you can do it…
HA: Helms is trying to battle through excruciating pain…
Helms is clawing at the canvass and he shifts his body over toward the ropes but Harris drags him back to the centre of the ring and sits right through once more. The sweat and agony is etched all over Helms’ face as he claws at his hair and tries to make one last grab for safety….
HA: Nowhere for you to go Marty…
HE: I hate Scott Harris…
HA: Helms is tapping out….he’s tapping….this one is over and The Authority are not going to be happy with their man…
Helms reluctantly begins to tap his hand to the mat and the crowd roar with delight as the bell sounds to signal the end of the match. “Survival” hits the speakers and Harris lets go of the submission hold as the referee takes his arm and raises it into the air…
HA: Scott Harris was put through his most rigorous test so far in 6CW but this young lion keeps getting better and better….he took everything that Helms had to throw at him and he still pulled out the victory…tremendous battle…
HE: I don’t think anyone in the arena would complain about watching these two again…
HA: No doubt…great blend of styles, fantastic contest….
Harris holds his ribs as he rests against the ropes, breathing deeply, before he raises his arms in air and nods in appreciation of the fans’ support. Marty Helms has rolled from the ring and he skulks into the aisleway, looking dishevelled, as Christy James passes by him with a microphone in hand.
HA: Looks like we are going to get an exclusive with Scott Harris right here at ringside….
HE: Great…
Harris steps out onto the apron and then he sits down on the apron, wincing as he does so, to join Christy James for an interview.
CJ: I’m standing here with the victor of this match, “The Sharpshooter” Scott Harris….Scott, I know you just went through hell, but can we get a word with you about the magnitude of this victory?
*Harris is breathing deeply but manages to steady himself
Harris: First of all I’d like to say a huge thank you to the amazing crowd here tonight in Manchester…
*Crowd pop
Harris: This is the best win of my career so far, no doubt at all about that….I wanted a step up in competition and I certainly got that tonight, but once again I have shown everyone what I can do…and I have come away with a fantastic victory…
Christy: Marty Helms certainly pushed you all the way, it seemed like you may have picked up an injury to your ribs during the match….how are you feeling?
Harris: The ribs got damaged a couple of weeks ago during the handicap match and I was nowhere near 100% going into this match, but I’m not one to complain and I was never going to duck out of this challenge. Helms is a tough guy, he pushed me hard, he hurt me multiple times but I dug deep and came out with the result I was looking for.
Christy: Only one defeat so far for you in 6CW, a big PPV win under your belt, where can we expect the future of Scott Harris to take us?
Harris: I’m just enjoying the ride. I’ve made no secrets that my goal is to one day main eventing this company, I believe I am capable of doing so and if I keep putting in the effort then I see no reason why that can’t happen. For now I am going to take a shower, rest up, and get ready for ten days’ time on Anarchy….then we can see what the next step is for me.
Christy: We have to ask you Scott, this match tonight with Marty Helms…how personal was it? It seemed like Helms was acting on the orders of Drake Callihan and Mr Jones…can you enlighten us to why? What is the reason for The Authority targeting you?
Harris: I was hoping maybe you could tell me…
*Harris grins but his eyes shine with anger
Harris: Before this past month I never had a problem with Marty Helms but when a man jumps me from behind then yeah, things get personal. I came out here tonight with the intention of sending a message to anyone who has a problem with me and I believe I did just that. I don’t know the exact reasoning behind why The Authority wants to come after me, I could guess, but I assure them they are making a big mistake.
I feel like maybe I’ve been going through the motions here in 6CW, just showcasing a little bit of what I am capable of….but now I think it is time I took this up a notch, started letting everyone know exactly what I can do, leaving no stone unturned.
I didn’t just come here to 6CW to prove I can wrestle….there is more than one reason why I am here in this company and maybe now that I have found my feet it is about time I showed everyone…
Christy: Care to elaborate on that?
Harris: I prefer to do my talking in the ring, the old fashioned way, but I assure everyone that soon enough my story will be known to the world….it is a real page-turner…
Christy: Thank you Scott and congratulations on your win tonight…
The crowd continue to cheer as Harris hops down off the apron and begins to make his way to the backstage area.
HE: What do you make of that then?
HA: I have no idea, but I guess time will tell us….intriguing interview with “The Sharpshooter”…
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 7:20
*Drake is sat backstage, the locker room door opens and in walks Oliver Keane
D: Nice of you to join us
*Keane shoots his brother a look of derision
OK: Please don’t play this game again
*Drake snaps
D: Game? I am not playing games Olly. This is serious. You knew the stakes when you returned. You knew what was on the line, the risk I was taking asking you to help
*Keane shakes his head
D: Please don’t ignore your past like it was a minor blip. You tried to destroy this company Olly. They all saw you for what you were and I convinced them that you had changed. I put my neck on the line for you and how have you repaid me?
*Keane narrows his eyes
OK: I haven’t done anything wrong
D: Maybe….But what good have you done? Everything you have done since you waltzed back through the doors was to satisfy your own selfish needs. I want to see that you have changed Olly, on dad’s grave I want to be able to make this work, for him, for us, for 6CW
*Keane is shaking his head once more
D: What?
*Drake is becoming increasingly frustrated
D: WHAT??
OK: You don’t get it. You don’t see what’s best for this company. You never have!!
*Keane turns and leaves the room as Drake sits with his head in his hands
(Scene ends)
D: Nice of you to join us
*Keane shoots his brother a look of derision
OK: Please don’t play this game again
*Drake snaps
D: Game? I am not playing games Olly. This is serious. You knew the stakes when you returned. You knew what was on the line, the risk I was taking asking you to help
*Keane shakes his head
D: Please don’t ignore your past like it was a minor blip. You tried to destroy this company Olly. They all saw you for what you were and I convinced them that you had changed. I put my neck on the line for you and how have you repaid me?
*Keane narrows his eyes
OK: I haven’t done anything wrong
D: Maybe….But what good have you done? Everything you have done since you waltzed back through the doors was to satisfy your own selfish needs. I want to see that you have changed Olly, on dad’s grave I want to be able to make this work, for him, for us, for 6CW
*Keane is shaking his head once more
D: What?
*Drake is becoming increasingly frustrated
D: WHAT??
OK: You don’t get it. You don’t see what’s best for this company. You never have!!
*Keane turns and leaves the room as Drake sits with his head in his hands
(Scene ends)
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 7:21
*Thunder is backstage with Christy James
CJ: Thunder we are probably less than an hour away until you face your one time best friend Liam Wood, how are you feeling?
*Thunder smiles nervously
T: Mixed emotions to be honest Christy. I am my usual confident bubbly self of course but the moment is tinged with a little sadness
*Christy nods
CJ: Understandably so
T: But don’t take this for a sign of weakness Christy. I am completely focused on this match. I am not taking Liam lightly. I know what a great competitor he is. I have been by his side throughout all his biggest victories. I am not underestimating him at all…I have no doubts this will be my toughest ever challenge
CJ: He has already beaten you before after all
*Thunder smiles and taps Christy on the temple
T: Bright as a button Christy I can see why people like you……
*Christy scrunches her nose as Thunder continues
T: Yes, as you remember Liam beat me in EWF but that was a very different time. I have grown as a wrestler. Liam will see I am a very different opponent to when we faced one another last time…I think he’ll be surprised by the challenge he will face
CJ: Quietly confident?
*Thunder winks
CJ: And what happens after the match between the two of you, is there a friendship to save?
T: There has been a lot of things said Christy, by the both of us. A lot of water under the bridge as they say…I’m not sure that things will ever be the same between the two of us. Our stars are on different paths now
*Christy nods acceptingly
CJ: Thank you for your honesty
*Thunder nods and turns away
T: Oh and one more thing…
*Christy rolls her eyes
T: Let’s Rock
Crowd: AND RIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CJ: Thunder we are probably less than an hour away until you face your one time best friend Liam Wood, how are you feeling?
*Thunder smiles nervously
T: Mixed emotions to be honest Christy. I am my usual confident bubbly self of course but the moment is tinged with a little sadness
*Christy nods
CJ: Understandably so
T: But don’t take this for a sign of weakness Christy. I am completely focused on this match. I am not taking Liam lightly. I know what a great competitor he is. I have been by his side throughout all his biggest victories. I am not underestimating him at all…I have no doubts this will be my toughest ever challenge
CJ: He has already beaten you before after all
*Thunder smiles and taps Christy on the temple
T: Bright as a button Christy I can see why people like you……
*Christy scrunches her nose as Thunder continues
T: Yes, as you remember Liam beat me in EWF but that was a very different time. I have grown as a wrestler. Liam will see I am a very different opponent to when we faced one another last time…I think he’ll be surprised by the challenge he will face
CJ: Quietly confident?
*Thunder winks
CJ: And what happens after the match between the two of you, is there a friendship to save?
T: There has been a lot of things said Christy, by the both of us. A lot of water under the bridge as they say…I’m not sure that things will ever be the same between the two of us. Our stars are on different paths now
*Christy nods acceptingly
CJ: Thank you for your honesty
*Thunder nods and turns away
T: Oh and one more thing…
*Christy rolls her eyes
T: Let’s Rock
Crowd: AND RIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 7:27
Match 6
Orthrus vs Edward Plague
The lights in the arena turn out completely and then “CCClouds” begins to creep out of the speakers. An eerie laughter fills the Phones4U Arena and then a voice begins to whisper over the music…
Voice: No cross…..no crown….only Edward!
HE: Harold, I don’t like this…
HA: A bizarre atmosphere here tonight in Manchester…
The voice continues to repeat the three statements and then a lone light appears on the stage. The camera pans in to show a face that has been illuminated, a dark and sadistic smile across its lips.
HA: This following contest is not going to be for anyone of a nervous disposition, of that I can guarantee…
HE: This guy gives me the creeps, I don’t know if there has ever been anyone more scary in 6CW history…
Edward Plague tilts his head to the side and he looks up before turning his head again to face the camera. His smile widens and then he speaks.
Plague: The devil sent me to do his bidding….he wishes for me to bring him a soul for eternal damnation….
Plague places his finger to his mouth as he leans in closer to the camera lens
Plague: I am the devil…hehehe and now the world will burn!
HA: A dark, ominous air is feeling this building….I can’t say I like it…
Plague blows out the light in his hand and casts the arena back into the total darkness. The lights are out for almost a minute and then when they are restored we see Edward Plague kneeling in the ring, muttering to himself as though in a trance.
HE: I might go and watch this match from the skybox…
HA: Edward Plague returned to 6CW back in December during the Hell in a Cell match for the 6CW Championship…it was on that night that he continued his rivalry with the monstrous Orthrus, a rivalry that has continued to rage ever since….
HE: And you really believe tonight will be the end of it?
HA: I have no idea….these two men have done so much damage to each other over the past six months and yet we are no closer to reaching a conclusion…
HE: I can’t imagine either of these men can fulfil their potential whilst the other is active on this roster…
HA: You may be right….
Plague continues to talk to himself as the lights darken in the arena again and then flames begin to move out from behind the curtain. A dozen cloaked figures carrying torches move out into open view and then they put their torches to the ground, bursting flames from the entire stage and all four turnbuckles….
HE: MY GOD!
HA: This is some pure hell, fire and brimstone…
The whole arena is cast into a deep red glow as “Hell” screams from the PA system and all eyes turn to the stage. The cloaked figure begin to retreat as Plague gets to his feet and moves toward the ropes, flicking his hair from his face, a smile still on his lips.
HE: Seems like Plague isn’t the only man who can play with the special effects…
HA: Not at all…but I think when this match gets started there will be no smoke and mirrors, this will be all out warfare….LOOKOUT….
HE: IN THE RING….
The lights suddenly burst to life once more and the crowd scream as Orthrus is standing behind Edward Plague. Plague continues to stare at the stage and then slowly he turns around as Orthrus bombards him with a flurry of huge right hands.
HA: Orthrus is punching like his life depends on it…
HE: It may….you’ve seen what Plague has done to him in the last two weeks, Orthrus is going to need to get the upperhand from the outset…
HA: Two very dangerous superstars looking to put an end to one another here this evening….
Orthrus pounds Plague back onto the ropes and then he whips him across the ring before dropping him with a huge boot to the face as he returns. Plague gets back up and Orthrus whips him into the corner before rushing in and landing with a huge splash….Plague stumbles out and Orthrus seizes him by the throat….
HE: He’s gonna chokeslam him all the way to hell…
Plague jams his thumb into Orthrus’ eye socket and he holds in for a prolonged period of time before finally releasing. Orthrus staggers away, blinded, and then Plague runs into him with a flying inverted splash, squashing Orthrus against the turnbuckle. Orthrus slumps down into a seated position as Plague backs away and then runs back in with another splash, this time snapping Orthrus’ head right into the turnbuckle…
HA: Plague has punished and brutalised Orthrus recently, I’m not sure how much Orthrus has in the tank…
Orthrus tries to hold onto the ropes as Plague grabs his legs and hauls him from the corner and into the air, dropping Orthrus down on the back of his head. Plague is whispering and talking to Orthrus before hooking his arms into place and he attempts to drag him up into a submission….
HE: Looking for a full nelson…
HA: if Plague can get his hooks in then Orthrus is going to struggle to throw him off…
Orthrus moves from side to side and rolls his shoulders as he attempts to battle free of Plague’s grip. He manages to loosen up one of his arms but Plague just lifts him off the ground and then slams him down with a vicious half nelson.
HA: Plague looks like a man who came here to make a statement tonight….
HE: I think the referee’s job is very redundant here…
Orthrus is flat on his back as Plague bounces around him and then runs off the ropes before returning with a huge splash to the chest. He laughs to himself as he looks up at the sky and then he takes Orthrus’ head and places it between his legs…
HA: Two weeks ago Plague powerbombed Orthrus from the stage, tonight he is going to do it in the middle of this ring…
Plague hooks his hands underneath Orthrus and prepares to lift him but Orthrus is able to counter out with a backdrop. Plague gets back up and is greeted by a stiff uppercut before Orthrus picks him up and scoop slams him onto the mat. Orthrus stumbles back into the ropes and then he walks forward again, hooking Plague’s arms as he drags him to his feet…
HE: Orthrus has promised to send Plague to the fiery depths and here is his chance…BURN IN HELL!
HA: Orthrus looking for his brother, Cerberus’, finisher…
Plague suddenly spins out and he kicks Orthrus in the stomach before bouncing back off the ropes and returns with a clothesline from hell, smashing Orthrus to the deck. Plague laughs and spins around on the spot, holding his arms wide, before jumping into the air and driving his head right into Orthrus’ chest….
HA: Orthrus keeps trying to get a foothold in this match but it isn’t working out for him….Plague is on a different level tonight…
Plague: I walked through the gates and I spoke to the demons who patrolled that realm….they spoke to me, they talked in riddles….they told me that this was the end…
HE: I wish he would stop talking, I think his words are scarier than his actions….
Orthrus is doubled up in pain as he tries to stand and Plague grabs his face before landing with multiple headbutts, sending Orthrus staggering back into the corner. Plague then grabs Orthrus’ arm and he whips him to the opposite side, sending the big man crashing into the turnbuckle, before waiting for him to stagger out and he lifts him onto his shoulders…
HA: PURIFIER!
Plague looks for a tombstone but Orthrus is able to slide off the back and he spins Plague around before grabbing him by the neck…
HE: CHOKESLAM….HE GOT HIM….
Orthrus is able to slam Plague right down into the mat but the impact sends him off balance for a moment. He smiles to himself as he looks down at his foe and then makes the cover…
HA: It didn’t seem likely but Orthrus has command…
1.
..
….2
..
..
…………thr-KICKOUT!
HE: Huh?
HA: Edward Plague is not co-operating tonight…
Orthrus looks confused as the referee tells him it was a definite two count, ordering the match to continue. Orthrus looks annoyed and then he grabs Plague’s head and pulls him back up. He draws his finger across his throat before flipping Plague up on his shoulders….
HE: DEATH FROM ABOVE!
Orthrus looks to land with the crucifix powerbomb but Plague is able to slip out and he quickly locks his hands under the arms of Orthrus, dragging him into a full nelson…
HA: Now Orthrus is trapped….the Crucifix is locked in!
Orthrus yells in pain as Plague pushes down on his head and neck whilst dragging the big man up off his feet. They thrash around and Orthrus tries to escape but Plague is relentless and continues to increase the pressure whilst whispering in his opponent’s ear…
Plague: Don’t fight it….don’t fight it….soon the reapers will come for you and your pain and suffering will be no more…
Orthrus’ eyes are beginning to close and he looks ready to collapse as Plague pushes him away, against the ropes, and then floors him with a big boot as he returns. Plague pushes his hair from his face again and then runs off the ropes, returning with a leaping double foot stomp straight to the midsection of his opponent. Orthrus is in a lot of pain as he starts to climb back up…
Plague: And so the devil did say to him…now is the time to leave this mortal coil…
HA: Edward Plague has been dominant here tonight……PURIFIER!
HE: Call it a night….
Orthrus falls right into Plague and is easily lifted through the air and then drilled by a tombstone omega driver. Plague folds Orthrus’ arms over his chest as he covers…………………….1…………………….2………………………3!
HE: And just like that….this one is over…
HA: Edward Plague has never looked more dominant, never looked more scary than he has tonight….what a display..
Plague is just knelt over Orthrus as “CCClouds” echoes over the speaker-system and he is declared the winner of the match. Orthrus is completely out cold and Plague begins to smile…
Plague: The event now reaches the final act, the devil desires the soul….who am I to deny him…
HE: What the hell is he talking about?
HA: I don’t translate insanity…
Plague suddenly rolls from the ring in a flash and he pulls up the ring apron before dragging out a table from underneath. The crowd begin to cheer with excitement as Plague sets the table up in the aisleway and then fixates his gaze back on Orthrus as he rolls under the bottom rope…
HE: This isn’t good, Harold…
HA: Not good at all….Plague doesn’t look like he is finished just yet…
Plague crawls on his knees over to Orthrus and then he lays down on his back next to his foe. Plague is still laugh, conversing with Orthrus as though he is an old friend…
Plague: I can hear him, inside of my head…..he is telling me that the time is now, that your day of judgement has arrived…I cannot defy his orders…..you have been chosen….
HA: This is one of the most bone-chilling sequences I have seen…
Plague rolls back onto his knees and then to his feet before taking Orthrus’ head and dragging him up to a standing base. Plague’s eyes now glisten with malice, no trace of a smile, and he places Orthrus’ head between his legs before flipping him up onto his shoulders.
HE: Oh no…
Plague: The underworld awaits…..he is expecting you….
HA: This is bad…..OH JEEZ!
Crowd: Holy (beep) x10
HE: CONFESSION!
Plague runs to the ropes and then he powerbombs Orthrus over the top and down through the table in the aisleway. Orthrus is completely motionless in the wreckage as Plague drops down into a seated position and begins to rock back and forth…
HA: We are going to need someone out here to check on Orthrus, he isn’t moving…
HE: He won’t be moving for a long time after that….Plague just went to a place darker than any he has been before…
HA: A worrying sign for the rest of 6CW, the Plague looks like it has truly been unleashed on this promotion…
HE: I really don’t think there is a cure either…
Plague is still rocking back and forth, muttering under his breath, as the cameras show stunned members of the audience and then the action goes backstage.
Orthrus vs Edward Plague
The lights in the arena turn out completely and then “CCClouds” begins to creep out of the speakers. An eerie laughter fills the Phones4U Arena and then a voice begins to whisper over the music…
Voice: No cross…..no crown….only Edward!
HE: Harold, I don’t like this…
HA: A bizarre atmosphere here tonight in Manchester…
The voice continues to repeat the three statements and then a lone light appears on the stage. The camera pans in to show a face that has been illuminated, a dark and sadistic smile across its lips.
HA: This following contest is not going to be for anyone of a nervous disposition, of that I can guarantee…
HE: This guy gives me the creeps, I don’t know if there has ever been anyone more scary in 6CW history…
Edward Plague tilts his head to the side and he looks up before turning his head again to face the camera. His smile widens and then he speaks.
Plague: The devil sent me to do his bidding….he wishes for me to bring him a soul for eternal damnation….
Plague places his finger to his mouth as he leans in closer to the camera lens
Plague: I am the devil…hehehe and now the world will burn!
HA: A dark, ominous air is feeling this building….I can’t say I like it…
Plague blows out the light in his hand and casts the arena back into the total darkness. The lights are out for almost a minute and then when they are restored we see Edward Plague kneeling in the ring, muttering to himself as though in a trance.
HE: I might go and watch this match from the skybox…
HA: Edward Plague returned to 6CW back in December during the Hell in a Cell match for the 6CW Championship…it was on that night that he continued his rivalry with the monstrous Orthrus, a rivalry that has continued to rage ever since….
HE: And you really believe tonight will be the end of it?
HA: I have no idea….these two men have done so much damage to each other over the past six months and yet we are no closer to reaching a conclusion…
HE: I can’t imagine either of these men can fulfil their potential whilst the other is active on this roster…
HA: You may be right….
Plague continues to talk to himself as the lights darken in the arena again and then flames begin to move out from behind the curtain. A dozen cloaked figures carrying torches move out into open view and then they put their torches to the ground, bursting flames from the entire stage and all four turnbuckles….
HE: MY GOD!
HA: This is some pure hell, fire and brimstone…
The whole arena is cast into a deep red glow as “Hell” screams from the PA system and all eyes turn to the stage. The cloaked figure begin to retreat as Plague gets to his feet and moves toward the ropes, flicking his hair from his face, a smile still on his lips.
HE: Seems like Plague isn’t the only man who can play with the special effects…
HA: Not at all…but I think when this match gets started there will be no smoke and mirrors, this will be all out warfare….LOOKOUT….
HE: IN THE RING….
The lights suddenly burst to life once more and the crowd scream as Orthrus is standing behind Edward Plague. Plague continues to stare at the stage and then slowly he turns around as Orthrus bombards him with a flurry of huge right hands.
HA: Orthrus is punching like his life depends on it…
HE: It may….you’ve seen what Plague has done to him in the last two weeks, Orthrus is going to need to get the upperhand from the outset…
HA: Two very dangerous superstars looking to put an end to one another here this evening….
Orthrus pounds Plague back onto the ropes and then he whips him across the ring before dropping him with a huge boot to the face as he returns. Plague gets back up and Orthrus whips him into the corner before rushing in and landing with a huge splash….Plague stumbles out and Orthrus seizes him by the throat….
HE: He’s gonna chokeslam him all the way to hell…
Plague jams his thumb into Orthrus’ eye socket and he holds in for a prolonged period of time before finally releasing. Orthrus staggers away, blinded, and then Plague runs into him with a flying inverted splash, squashing Orthrus against the turnbuckle. Orthrus slumps down into a seated position as Plague backs away and then runs back in with another splash, this time snapping Orthrus’ head right into the turnbuckle…
HA: Plague has punished and brutalised Orthrus recently, I’m not sure how much Orthrus has in the tank…
Orthrus tries to hold onto the ropes as Plague grabs his legs and hauls him from the corner and into the air, dropping Orthrus down on the back of his head. Plague is whispering and talking to Orthrus before hooking his arms into place and he attempts to drag him up into a submission….
HE: Looking for a full nelson…
HA: if Plague can get his hooks in then Orthrus is going to struggle to throw him off…
Orthrus moves from side to side and rolls his shoulders as he attempts to battle free of Plague’s grip. He manages to loosen up one of his arms but Plague just lifts him off the ground and then slams him down with a vicious half nelson.
HA: Plague looks like a man who came here to make a statement tonight….
HE: I think the referee’s job is very redundant here…
Orthrus is flat on his back as Plague bounces around him and then runs off the ropes before returning with a huge splash to the chest. He laughs to himself as he looks up at the sky and then he takes Orthrus’ head and places it between his legs…
HA: Two weeks ago Plague powerbombed Orthrus from the stage, tonight he is going to do it in the middle of this ring…
Plague hooks his hands underneath Orthrus and prepares to lift him but Orthrus is able to counter out with a backdrop. Plague gets back up and is greeted by a stiff uppercut before Orthrus picks him up and scoop slams him onto the mat. Orthrus stumbles back into the ropes and then he walks forward again, hooking Plague’s arms as he drags him to his feet…
HE: Orthrus has promised to send Plague to the fiery depths and here is his chance…BURN IN HELL!
HA: Orthrus looking for his brother, Cerberus’, finisher…
Plague suddenly spins out and he kicks Orthrus in the stomach before bouncing back off the ropes and returns with a clothesline from hell, smashing Orthrus to the deck. Plague laughs and spins around on the spot, holding his arms wide, before jumping into the air and driving his head right into Orthrus’ chest….
HA: Orthrus keeps trying to get a foothold in this match but it isn’t working out for him….Plague is on a different level tonight…
Plague: I walked through the gates and I spoke to the demons who patrolled that realm….they spoke to me, they talked in riddles….they told me that this was the end…
HE: I wish he would stop talking, I think his words are scarier than his actions….
Orthrus is doubled up in pain as he tries to stand and Plague grabs his face before landing with multiple headbutts, sending Orthrus staggering back into the corner. Plague then grabs Orthrus’ arm and he whips him to the opposite side, sending the big man crashing into the turnbuckle, before waiting for him to stagger out and he lifts him onto his shoulders…
HA: PURIFIER!
Plague looks for a tombstone but Orthrus is able to slide off the back and he spins Plague around before grabbing him by the neck…
HE: CHOKESLAM….HE GOT HIM….
Orthrus is able to slam Plague right down into the mat but the impact sends him off balance for a moment. He smiles to himself as he looks down at his foe and then makes the cover…
HA: It didn’t seem likely but Orthrus has command…
1.
..
….2
..
..
…………thr-KICKOUT!
HE: Huh?
HA: Edward Plague is not co-operating tonight…
Orthrus looks confused as the referee tells him it was a definite two count, ordering the match to continue. Orthrus looks annoyed and then he grabs Plague’s head and pulls him back up. He draws his finger across his throat before flipping Plague up on his shoulders….
HE: DEATH FROM ABOVE!
Orthrus looks to land with the crucifix powerbomb but Plague is able to slip out and he quickly locks his hands under the arms of Orthrus, dragging him into a full nelson…
HA: Now Orthrus is trapped….the Crucifix is locked in!
Orthrus yells in pain as Plague pushes down on his head and neck whilst dragging the big man up off his feet. They thrash around and Orthrus tries to escape but Plague is relentless and continues to increase the pressure whilst whispering in his opponent’s ear…
Plague: Don’t fight it….don’t fight it….soon the reapers will come for you and your pain and suffering will be no more…
Orthrus’ eyes are beginning to close and he looks ready to collapse as Plague pushes him away, against the ropes, and then floors him with a big boot as he returns. Plague pushes his hair from his face again and then runs off the ropes, returning with a leaping double foot stomp straight to the midsection of his opponent. Orthrus is in a lot of pain as he starts to climb back up…
Plague: And so the devil did say to him…now is the time to leave this mortal coil…
HA: Edward Plague has been dominant here tonight……PURIFIER!
HE: Call it a night….
Orthrus falls right into Plague and is easily lifted through the air and then drilled by a tombstone omega driver. Plague folds Orthrus’ arms over his chest as he covers…………………….1…………………….2………………………3!
HE: And just like that….this one is over…
HA: Edward Plague has never looked more dominant, never looked more scary than he has tonight….what a display..
Plague is just knelt over Orthrus as “CCClouds” echoes over the speaker-system and he is declared the winner of the match. Orthrus is completely out cold and Plague begins to smile…
Plague: The event now reaches the final act, the devil desires the soul….who am I to deny him…
HE: What the hell is he talking about?
HA: I don’t translate insanity…
Plague suddenly rolls from the ring in a flash and he pulls up the ring apron before dragging out a table from underneath. The crowd begin to cheer with excitement as Plague sets the table up in the aisleway and then fixates his gaze back on Orthrus as he rolls under the bottom rope…
HE: This isn’t good, Harold…
HA: Not good at all….Plague doesn’t look like he is finished just yet…
Plague crawls on his knees over to Orthrus and then he lays down on his back next to his foe. Plague is still laugh, conversing with Orthrus as though he is an old friend…
Plague: I can hear him, inside of my head…..he is telling me that the time is now, that your day of judgement has arrived…I cannot defy his orders…..you have been chosen….
HA: This is one of the most bone-chilling sequences I have seen…
Plague rolls back onto his knees and then to his feet before taking Orthrus’ head and dragging him up to a standing base. Plague’s eyes now glisten with malice, no trace of a smile, and he places Orthrus’ head between his legs before flipping him up onto his shoulders.
HE: Oh no…
Plague: The underworld awaits…..he is expecting you….
HA: This is bad…..OH JEEZ!
Crowd: Holy (beep) x10
HE: CONFESSION!
Plague runs to the ropes and then he powerbombs Orthrus over the top and down through the table in the aisleway. Orthrus is completely motionless in the wreckage as Plague drops down into a seated position and begins to rock back and forth…
HA: We are going to need someone out here to check on Orthrus, he isn’t moving…
HE: He won’t be moving for a long time after that….Plague just went to a place darker than any he has been before…
HA: A worrying sign for the rest of 6CW, the Plague looks like it has truly been unleashed on this promotion…
HE: I really don’t think there is a cure either…
Plague is still rocking back and forth, muttering under his breath, as the cameras show stunned members of the audience and then the action goes backstage.
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 7:28
*Liam Wood is Backstage with Tim Allen; Wood appears agitated and unwilling to speak
TA: Just a few words Liam
*Wood checks his watch
LW: I can give you a second but you’ll have to talk and walk
*The pair begin to stride down the corridor
TA: Big night for you tonight?
*Wood smiles reluctantly
LW: Part of me is so happy to be back in competition on a 6CW PPV. I just wish it was under better circumstances
TA: So you have regrets for how things have developed between you and Thunder?
*Wood takes in a big breath of air
LW: There have definitely been moments upon reflection where in hindsight I could have handled things better but what’s done is done, we have both said a lot of things but the time for words is gone. Now it comes down to who is the better man inside that ring
We have reached this point for a reason and we have to deal with that now. If I’m honest I’ve always known we would get here eventually. I’m surprised that after the match in EWF it has taken us so long
TA: That’s a very calm answer
*Wood shrugs his shoulders
LW: We have both screamed and shouted and laid the blame at each others door but tonight it doesn’t matter why anymore. Later tonight I will look back. I will assess the past month or so but now all my focus is on winning this match against a very dangerous opponent
So please excuse me but I need to prepare
*Wood turns the corner and away from the camera as the scene switches
(Scene change)
TA: Just a few words Liam
*Wood checks his watch
LW: I can give you a second but you’ll have to talk and walk
*The pair begin to stride down the corridor
TA: Big night for you tonight?
*Wood smiles reluctantly
LW: Part of me is so happy to be back in competition on a 6CW PPV. I just wish it was under better circumstances
TA: So you have regrets for how things have developed between you and Thunder?
*Wood takes in a big breath of air
LW: There have definitely been moments upon reflection where in hindsight I could have handled things better but what’s done is done, we have both said a lot of things but the time for words is gone. Now it comes down to who is the better man inside that ring
We have reached this point for a reason and we have to deal with that now. If I’m honest I’ve always known we would get here eventually. I’m surprised that after the match in EWF it has taken us so long
TA: That’s a very calm answer
*Wood shrugs his shoulders
LW: We have both screamed and shouted and laid the blame at each others door but tonight it doesn’t matter why anymore. Later tonight I will look back. I will assess the past month or so but now all my focus is on winning this match against a very dangerous opponent
So please excuse me but I need to prepare
*Wood turns the corner and away from the camera as the scene switches
(Scene change)
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 7:33
*The following is the final part of a VT that was delivered to 6CW Headquarters early last week. 6CW reserves no rights to this footage but believe that the audience has a right to see the shocking developments.
*The lights in the arena dim as the action returns to ringside. The crowd are making a lot of noise as the titantron plays another video.
*The video ends and suddenly the Phones4U Arena in Manchester is rocking right up into the rafters. Every single fan is on their feet as “Don’t Fear the Reaper” rips through the airwaves and an expensive, extensive set of pyrotechnics begin to shoot up into the air.
HE: Oh my…
HA: Oh my is right….ladies and gentlemen this is a monumental moment in 6CW history…
HE: I don’t believe what we are seeing….those videos, I had no idea…
HA: Nobody did….but now we know the truth, now we know who those videos are about….folks I assure you, if you didn’t know already, this is a very big deal…
HE: This is huge….
*The lights in the arena dim as the action returns to ringside. The crowd are making a lot of noise as the titantron plays another video.
*A private medical room is shown, with an overhead shot of a man with his faced covered in bandages lying in bed. The bandaged man sits up screaming.
Man: What’s the date? When is this? What’s happened?
London: Calm down. It’s January 2012 and the operation has been a success. It’s time to show you your new face Mr Rondeau.
*The bandages are peeled off slowly as the man looks into a handheld mirror. Dr London checks on the scarring, of which there is little.
London: This operation has been a miracle. It’s just a shame that we can’t reveal it to the world. The man now known as Charles Rondeau wants to lose himself. And that means what we have done here this week can never be revealed until he says so.
Man: But I am Charles Rondeau.
London: You used to be. But from this moment onwards, your life has changed. You are now.....
The camera swivels around to show off the face on the man.
London:.....Hobo!
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
*The tron lights up and a video montage shows a split screen. The man now known as Charles Rondeau is shown disappearing into the world as the other half of the screen shows the man now known as Hobo going through wrestling training.
The shots continue to show how the two lives have changed and the events of 2012. Charles Rondeau diarises his new life of anominity as the new Hobo begins to fail to live up to the real Hobo. The final shots show Hobo getting beaten up in 6WF by Logan Kincade. The other half of the screen shows Charles Rondeau watching the footage on a laptop.
The images change from split screen back to one image alternating between the two men.
Hobo is taken away by EMTs as Charles Rondeau sheds a tear. The shot switches to fast forward showing the rehabilitation of Hobo over the next year, as Charles Rondeau continues his training. It eventually stops on a shot of Charles Rondeau speaking to two men, Steve and Gerry Johnson.
Charles: Its time
Steve: Not this again
Charles: This time it’s happening
Steve: are you sure about this?
Charles: Absolutely. No regrets.
Gerry: You had better be sure
Charles: Never been so sure in my life
Gerry: A lot of people are going to be pi$$ed
Charles: Get the videos over to the management and let’s get this show on the road.
Charles: February 2014. No regrets.
Charles: Call London right now. It’s time to become the real Hobo once again. It’s time to change history. I want my legacy back. I want my face back. No regrets.
*The video ends and suddenly the Phones4U Arena in Manchester is rocking right up into the rafters. Every single fan is on their feet as “Don’t Fear the Reaper” rips through the airwaves and an expensive, extensive set of pyrotechnics begin to shoot up into the air.
HE: Oh my…
HA: Oh my is right….ladies and gentlemen this is a monumental moment in 6CW history…
HE: I don’t believe what we are seeing….those videos, I had no idea…
HA: Nobody did….but now we know the truth, now we know who those videos are about….folks I assure you, if you didn’t know already, this is a very big deal…
HE: This is huge….
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 7:34
HA: HOBO IS BACK!
The noise levels grow as a spotlight hits the stage and then a man walks out into view with a huge smile on his face. He turns around on the spot and holds his hands out to his side before beginning to move down the ramp, tagging the hands of every fan.
HA: The former 6WF World Champion is here in 6CW….my God….after years in the wilderness, he is back in professional wrestling…
HE: A moment that will live in the memory forever….but why now? What has prompted Hobo to return to 6CW?
HA: I guess it was just time…20,000 on their feet….listen to this ovation…
Crowd: Holy (beep) x20
HE: Hobo loving every minute of this…
Hobo makes his way around the ringside area, greeting all the fans, and then he makes his way up the steel steps and into the ring. He looks delighted by the crowd’s reaction as paces from one corner to another, drinking in the amazing atmosphere.
Crowd: Wel-come back x10
HA: This really is a night to remember here at Revolution……epic moment after epic moment….but this could top them all…
HE: This is insane….I never would have guessed that Hobo would be here in 6CW, not ever…
Hobo walks into the centre of the ring and he smiles at the ring announcer as he is passed a microphone before looking down at his feet, overcome by emotion. Hobo walks around in a circle…
HA: If what we have seen in those videos are true then it has been well over three years since the last time Hobo was stood in a wrestling ring…..what a night this is for this legend of the business….
Hobo lifts the mic to talk but then he stops and laughs, caught up in the moment and the growing cheers from the crowd. He continues to pace the ring and then he stops again…
HE: I don’t know if this crowd are going to let him speak….they are so happy to see him…
Crowd: Ho-Bo x20
Hobo: You have no idea how long I have been waiting for this…
*Crowd pop
HA: I think the roof is coming off…
Hobo: I have sat, I have watched and I have waited….bided my time but now I am proud to stand in front of you tonight and say…..I’M BACK!
*More cheers from the crowd
Hobo: Someone told me there was a pay per view show in town tonight…..but all I could see was Enforcer in the main event and I couldn’t believe anyone would pay to see that…
*The crowd cheer as Hobo grins
Hobo: In all seriousness, something that is new to me, I am not here to make jokes, not yet, I want to talk to all of you and explain one or two things.
The videos that have played this past week have explained my rise and fall from the professional wrestling industry….for those who don’t know, my past has been one full of incident and I like to think a lot of success….but behind the scenes there has been talk, rumours and lies about me….my legacy that I fought so hard for has been targeted….tonight I return to set the record straight….tonight I am back in town to pick up where I left off….take this train back to the glory days and make sure that my name is once again synonymous with the good rather than the bad and the ugly….sorry Salsa…
*Hobo gives the thumbs up to the production truck where an albino man is shaking his head
Hobo: I’m not back here to use my supposed “ego” to muscle in on the main event party….I have been out of this game a long time and I understand that guys like me need to earn every opportunity….I understand that I’m on level one right now and I have no problem with that….but a word of warning to the rest of the guys on my level…..and to the guys currently occupying the penthouse suites….sooner or later we are going to meet….and then you will find out why they say….Don’t fear the Reaper…
Crowd: FEAR THE HOBO!
Hobo: I am back….the Riff-Raff Revolution V2 has begun…..so put on your 3-D glasses, wind up your Robo-Hulksters because you are now entering the new generation of Trash TV!
*The crowd roar with approval and a massive “Trash TV” chant breaks out
Hobo: Thank you for all of your support, I am truly humbled, and from this point forward I intend on repaying each and every one of you for the ovation you have afforded me….let’s get this party started!
*More cheers from the crowd as Hobo drops his mic and starts to pose for the fans once again. “Don’t fear the reaper” is echoing out of the speakers as Hobo climbs onto the turnbuckles to celebrate his return…
HA: What a fantastic moment here at Revolution….Hobo is back in 6CW…
HE: And he looks good…but he’s been out of the game a long time, can he seriously hang tough with these young wolves?
HA: I guess time is going to tell us…
*The music suddenly begins to jitter and cut out as Hobo turns toward the production area. Salsa Pigmento is flapping his hands and shrugging his shoulders, indicating he has no idea what is going on, as a skull and crossbones appears on the screen next to a red warning sign.
HE: What is this?
HA: I really don’t know…
The noise levels grow as a spotlight hits the stage and then a man walks out into view with a huge smile on his face. He turns around on the spot and holds his hands out to his side before beginning to move down the ramp, tagging the hands of every fan.
HA: The former 6WF World Champion is here in 6CW….my God….after years in the wilderness, he is back in professional wrestling…
HE: A moment that will live in the memory forever….but why now? What has prompted Hobo to return to 6CW?
HA: I guess it was just time…20,000 on their feet….listen to this ovation…
Crowd: Holy (beep) x20
HE: Hobo loving every minute of this…
Hobo makes his way around the ringside area, greeting all the fans, and then he makes his way up the steel steps and into the ring. He looks delighted by the crowd’s reaction as paces from one corner to another, drinking in the amazing atmosphere.
Crowd: Wel-come back x10
HA: This really is a night to remember here at Revolution……epic moment after epic moment….but this could top them all…
HE: This is insane….I never would have guessed that Hobo would be here in 6CW, not ever…
Hobo walks into the centre of the ring and he smiles at the ring announcer as he is passed a microphone before looking down at his feet, overcome by emotion. Hobo walks around in a circle…
HA: If what we have seen in those videos are true then it has been well over three years since the last time Hobo was stood in a wrestling ring…..what a night this is for this legend of the business….
Hobo lifts the mic to talk but then he stops and laughs, caught up in the moment and the growing cheers from the crowd. He continues to pace the ring and then he stops again…
HE: I don’t know if this crowd are going to let him speak….they are so happy to see him…
Crowd: Ho-Bo x20
Hobo: You have no idea how long I have been waiting for this…
*Crowd pop
HA: I think the roof is coming off…
Hobo: I have sat, I have watched and I have waited….bided my time but now I am proud to stand in front of you tonight and say…..I’M BACK!
*More cheers from the crowd
Hobo: Someone told me there was a pay per view show in town tonight…..but all I could see was Enforcer in the main event and I couldn’t believe anyone would pay to see that…
*The crowd cheer as Hobo grins
Hobo: In all seriousness, something that is new to me, I am not here to make jokes, not yet, I want to talk to all of you and explain one or two things.
The videos that have played this past week have explained my rise and fall from the professional wrestling industry….for those who don’t know, my past has been one full of incident and I like to think a lot of success….but behind the scenes there has been talk, rumours and lies about me….my legacy that I fought so hard for has been targeted….tonight I return to set the record straight….tonight I am back in town to pick up where I left off….take this train back to the glory days and make sure that my name is once again synonymous with the good rather than the bad and the ugly….sorry Salsa…
*Hobo gives the thumbs up to the production truck where an albino man is shaking his head
Hobo: I’m not back here to use my supposed “ego” to muscle in on the main event party….I have been out of this game a long time and I understand that guys like me need to earn every opportunity….I understand that I’m on level one right now and I have no problem with that….but a word of warning to the rest of the guys on my level…..and to the guys currently occupying the penthouse suites….sooner or later we are going to meet….and then you will find out why they say….Don’t fear the Reaper…
Crowd: FEAR THE HOBO!
Hobo: I am back….the Riff-Raff Revolution V2 has begun…..so put on your 3-D glasses, wind up your Robo-Hulksters because you are now entering the new generation of Trash TV!
*The crowd roar with approval and a massive “Trash TV” chant breaks out
Hobo: Thank you for all of your support, I am truly humbled, and from this point forward I intend on repaying each and every one of you for the ovation you have afforded me….let’s get this party started!
*More cheers from the crowd as Hobo drops his mic and starts to pose for the fans once again. “Don’t fear the reaper” is echoing out of the speakers as Hobo climbs onto the turnbuckles to celebrate his return…
HA: What a fantastic moment here at Revolution….Hobo is back in 6CW…
HE: And he looks good…but he’s been out of the game a long time, can he seriously hang tough with these young wolves?
HA: I guess time is going to tell us…
*The music suddenly begins to jitter and cut out as Hobo turns toward the production area. Salsa Pigmento is flapping his hands and shrugging his shoulders, indicating he has no idea what is going on, as a skull and crossbones appears on the screen next to a red warning sign.
HE: What is this?
HA: I really don’t know…
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 7:35
“No more sorrow” by Linkin Park blasts out of the speakers and then another man appears on the stage, much to the surprise of everyone in the arena. The newcomer is dressed in a black vest, a skull on the front, with three quarter length cargo shorts and scruffy brown shoes. He has a fierce look on his face as he stares down at the ring…
HE: Do you know this guy, Harold?
HA: Actually I do…but I have no idea what he is doing here in 6CW…..Teddy Grimstone is not signed to this company….
Grimstone, covered in many tattoos, raises a lone arm in the air and then continues to walk down to the ring and then up onto the apron. He fixes Hobo with a unfriendly stare as he climbs through the ropes…
HE: He doesn’t seem too happy to be here…
HA: I don’t think Teddy Grimstone is ever happy, I would just like to know what he is doing here….this is not a good guy for Hobo to be in the ring with, Grimstone is a badd-a55 son of a gun…
HE: No kidding…
Grimstone looks Hobo up and down as he walks a circle around him and then he shouts for a microphone to be handed to him. Hobo continues to stand his ground, mildly amused at the interruption.
HE: This was supposed to be Hobo’s moment….his return…
HA: I don’t think Teddy Grimstone is too concerned…
Grimstone walks right in front of Hobo, peering into his eyes, and then he lifts the microphone up to his mouth.
Grimstone: Allow me to be the first of many to say welcome back…I’m sure the queue is already forming behind the curtain…
*Hobo smiles politely
Grimstone: But then you’ll have to excuse my lack of niceties, I have very few, but I won’t be following up with “It’s good to see ya”…..because then I would be lying, and one thing you’ll get to know about me is that I don’t do lies…
HA: Folks I have no idea what is going on here…
Grimstone: I can see by the look on your face that you have no idea who I am, I don’t suppose my name gets mentioned very often at the hall of fame parties you are used to attending….but allow me to tell you that the name, Teddy Grimstone, is one that will be remembered here in 6CW…
*Hobo is still just looking at Grimstone
Grimstone: You might be annoyed that I am out here, stealing your moment….but in actual fact the only man guilty of stealing right now is you. Because my contract with this company was signed long before yours….my start date was pencilled in for tonight long before yours…but the moment you signed on the dotted line you automatically became high priority….and I was pushed back to next week….
But I’m not waiting around for some washed-up has-been to steal the spotlight from me…my whole career I have been brushed aside for bigger names, told I would never be a star because I didn’t have the “IT” factor….but I’m done listening to criticism and I am finished with believing that kind of bull(beep)….the fact is, I’m the big dog in this yard now and anyone who steps out of line is likely to get bitten..
*Hobo raises his eyebrows
Grimstone: You may have jumped ahead of me tonight but it will be the last time you finish in front of me for anything….you and anyone else who wants to try and take away from me….you think you have worked hard to get back to this position? You have no idea what hard work is…
I busted my a55 for years on the independent scene, I’ve scratched, clawed and fought for every last morsel that I have….you don’t know that kind of pain, you don’t know what it takes to survive the environments I have been in…..so you go ahead and you lap it up with all these rejects in here, let them chant your name and reminisce on the glory days that you’ll never get back….when your done daydreaming I’ll be the guy waiting to put your stinking a55 back in the retirement home..
*Grimstone shoves the mic into Hobo’s chest and knocks him back. Hobo grins and then he throws the mic to the floor and begins to drive punches into Grimstone’s head. The crowd cheer as Hobo knocks Grimstone back to the ropes and then whips him across the ring. Hobo looks for a backdrop on the comeback but Grimstone leathers him with a boot to the face and then knocks him down with a clothesline. He drags Hobo up by the head and tries to piledriver him but Hobo counters out with a backdrop and then grabs Grimstone by the head and throws him through the ropes to the outside of the ring.
*Crowd pop
HA: He’s still got it….Hobo not happy about Teddy Grimstone’s interruption…
HE: We have two debutants in one night and I think Hobo just found his first rival…
HA: I knew it wouldn’t be long until someone stepped up to the plate to challenge a big name like Hobo but I didn’t think it would be that quick….Teddy Grimstone’s first night in 6CW and I guess he has business to attend to with Hobo…
*Grimstone is standing in the aisleway looking angry as Hobo beckons him back to the ring. Grimstone is snarling and he shouts “I’m the baaaasssttttaaarrd…..you are going to pay for this you son of b1tch” as he backs way toward the rampway. Hobo waves him off with a smirk and then continues to celebrate with the fans as the action goes backstage.
HE: Do you know this guy, Harold?
HA: Actually I do…but I have no idea what he is doing here in 6CW…..Teddy Grimstone is not signed to this company….
Grimstone, covered in many tattoos, raises a lone arm in the air and then continues to walk down to the ring and then up onto the apron. He fixes Hobo with a unfriendly stare as he climbs through the ropes…
HE: He doesn’t seem too happy to be here…
HA: I don’t think Teddy Grimstone is ever happy, I would just like to know what he is doing here….this is not a good guy for Hobo to be in the ring with, Grimstone is a badd-a55 son of a gun…
HE: No kidding…
Grimstone looks Hobo up and down as he walks a circle around him and then he shouts for a microphone to be handed to him. Hobo continues to stand his ground, mildly amused at the interruption.
HE: This was supposed to be Hobo’s moment….his return…
HA: I don’t think Teddy Grimstone is too concerned…
Grimstone walks right in front of Hobo, peering into his eyes, and then he lifts the microphone up to his mouth.
Grimstone: Allow me to be the first of many to say welcome back…I’m sure the queue is already forming behind the curtain…
*Hobo smiles politely
Grimstone: But then you’ll have to excuse my lack of niceties, I have very few, but I won’t be following up with “It’s good to see ya”…..because then I would be lying, and one thing you’ll get to know about me is that I don’t do lies…
HA: Folks I have no idea what is going on here…
Grimstone: I can see by the look on your face that you have no idea who I am, I don’t suppose my name gets mentioned very often at the hall of fame parties you are used to attending….but allow me to tell you that the name, Teddy Grimstone, is one that will be remembered here in 6CW…
*Hobo is still just looking at Grimstone
Grimstone: You might be annoyed that I am out here, stealing your moment….but in actual fact the only man guilty of stealing right now is you. Because my contract with this company was signed long before yours….my start date was pencilled in for tonight long before yours…but the moment you signed on the dotted line you automatically became high priority….and I was pushed back to next week….
But I’m not waiting around for some washed-up has-been to steal the spotlight from me…my whole career I have been brushed aside for bigger names, told I would never be a star because I didn’t have the “IT” factor….but I’m done listening to criticism and I am finished with believing that kind of bull(beep)….the fact is, I’m the big dog in this yard now and anyone who steps out of line is likely to get bitten..
*Hobo raises his eyebrows
Grimstone: You may have jumped ahead of me tonight but it will be the last time you finish in front of me for anything….you and anyone else who wants to try and take away from me….you think you have worked hard to get back to this position? You have no idea what hard work is…
I busted my a55 for years on the independent scene, I’ve scratched, clawed and fought for every last morsel that I have….you don’t know that kind of pain, you don’t know what it takes to survive the environments I have been in…..so you go ahead and you lap it up with all these rejects in here, let them chant your name and reminisce on the glory days that you’ll never get back….when your done daydreaming I’ll be the guy waiting to put your stinking a55 back in the retirement home..
*Grimstone shoves the mic into Hobo’s chest and knocks him back. Hobo grins and then he throws the mic to the floor and begins to drive punches into Grimstone’s head. The crowd cheer as Hobo knocks Grimstone back to the ropes and then whips him across the ring. Hobo looks for a backdrop on the comeback but Grimstone leathers him with a boot to the face and then knocks him down with a clothesline. He drags Hobo up by the head and tries to piledriver him but Hobo counters out with a backdrop and then grabs Grimstone by the head and throws him through the ropes to the outside of the ring.
*Crowd pop
HA: He’s still got it….Hobo not happy about Teddy Grimstone’s interruption…
HE: We have two debutants in one night and I think Hobo just found his first rival…
HA: I knew it wouldn’t be long until someone stepped up to the plate to challenge a big name like Hobo but I didn’t think it would be that quick….Teddy Grimstone’s first night in 6CW and I guess he has business to attend to with Hobo…
*Grimstone is standing in the aisleway looking angry as Hobo beckons him back to the ring. Grimstone is snarling and he shouts “I’m the baaaasssttttaaarrd…..you are going to pay for this you son of b1tch” as he backs way toward the rampway. Hobo waves him off with a smirk and then continues to celebrate with the fans as the action goes backstage.
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 7:37
*Mike Masters arrives in the arena and is approached by Christy James
MM: Hey sweet cheeks, always nice to see a pretty face
*Christy smiles and tousles her hair
CJ: I’ll let you get away with that one seeing as you had such a big bump to the head at Anarchy
*Masters rubs his head quickly
MM: Barely a scratch Christy. Do you really think that’s all it would take to keep me down?
Nice to see you were concerned. Do you wanna play nurse?
*James shakes her head
CJ: I admire your spirit Mike I hope you’re gonna show the same levels of persistence later against Enforcer
*Masters smiles
MM: I like what you’ve done there, putting me back on track. You should do this professionally
*Christy raises the mic a little further pushing for a sound byte
MM: Ok if you insist on getting all serious Christy. Tonight is the biggest night in my 6CW career but that doesn’t mean I am overwhelmed, far from it. Tonight I will show Enforcer and the rest of that rag tag bunch that this is only the start
Tonight I will become EWF champion and then the uprising will take back this company from the grasp of the Authority…
And do you know why?
*Christy shrugs her shoulders
MM: Because I’m perfect……….
And they’re not!!!!!
*Masters steals a kiss from Christy as he makes his way backstage
MM: Hey sweet cheeks, always nice to see a pretty face
*Christy smiles and tousles her hair
CJ: I’ll let you get away with that one seeing as you had such a big bump to the head at Anarchy
*Masters rubs his head quickly
MM: Barely a scratch Christy. Do you really think that’s all it would take to keep me down?
Nice to see you were concerned. Do you wanna play nurse?
*James shakes her head
CJ: I admire your spirit Mike I hope you’re gonna show the same levels of persistence later against Enforcer
*Masters smiles
MM: I like what you’ve done there, putting me back on track. You should do this professionally
*Christy raises the mic a little further pushing for a sound byte
MM: Ok if you insist on getting all serious Christy. Tonight is the biggest night in my 6CW career but that doesn’t mean I am overwhelmed, far from it. Tonight I will show Enforcer and the rest of that rag tag bunch that this is only the start
Tonight I will become EWF champion and then the uprising will take back this company from the grasp of the Authority…
And do you know why?
*Christy shrugs her shoulders
MM: Because I’m perfect……….
And they’re not!!!!!
*Masters steals a kiss from Christy as he makes his way backstage
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 7:39
Match 7
The Finale
Ladder Match
Max Adamson vs GazzyD
We head back to ringside and the crowd are cheering in anticipation of the upcoming bout as the cameras focus in on the clipboard that is hanging high above the ring.
Ring announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a LADDER MATCH!
*Crowd pop
HA: I don’t think this one needs much explanation….the aim of the match is to climb that ladder, retrieve the contract hanging above the ring…
HE: The concept isn’t difficult to grasp but what about the rivalry that is set to end in this contest?
HA: That is a completely different matter….this feud between Max Adamson and GazzyD has waged for almost eight months now….Adamson returned to 6CW and he has made Gazzy’s life a living hell since that moment.
HE: Because Gazzy owes him money…
HA: I can’t argue that….but that doesn’t mean Adamson has the right to steal Gazzy’s wife, taunt him with his six year old daughter and put him down at every available opportunity…
HE: Well tonight could be the end of all that…if Gazzy climbs the ladder first and gets the contract then his signed agreement with Max will be terminated, no more debt and no more control…
HA: But if Adamson wins then he is going to enable a clause in that contract of which we have no idea what it is…
HE: Something brilliant knowing Max…
HA: Adamson has been supremely confident recently which leads me to believe he has a trick or two up his sleeve….I can’t imagine he would offer to write off a debt unless he felt like he had the upperhand in this equation….
HE: Max will always have the upperhand over Gazzy, you’ll see that tonight….I can’t wait to see what that clause is…
The crowd in the arena roar to life as “Limelight” rips through the airwaves and then silver and red pyros go shooting high up into the air. The procession continues for almost a minute and then GazzyD appears on the stage, a confident nod of his head indicates he is ready.
HA: Tonight in GazzyD’ s hometown he has the opportunity of throwing off the shackles of his oppression and finally getting his 6CW career back on track…
HE: Gazzy is going to choke in front of his friends and his family…..how smart is Max, he knew this event was in Manchester and he knew the pressure would be on in Gazzy’s own backyward….this is going to be the ultimate humiliation…
Gazzy walks down the rampway and he tags hands with many of the fans before pausing next to the guardrail. A man approaches him and Gazzy holds out his hand to shake and then hugs the man, drawing more cheers from the crowd.
HE: Who’s that loser?
HA: That’s Gazzy’s former tag team partner, Angel….they were tag team champions here in 6CW….how can you not remember?
Gazzy then turns away and he looks at the contract hanging in the rafters and nods his head before rolling into the ring. He goes from corner to corner to pose for his fans before looking down at the ladders that have been scattered around ringside…
HA: Gazzy is the “human highlight reel” and usually a ladder match would play into his dare-devil style….but tonight he needs to remain conservative, not take too many risks….because there is so much more riding on this then just pleasing his masses of fans…
Gazzy continues to stand on the turnbuckle as “Radioactive” hits the speakers and the crowd descends into the worst ovation of the evening. The boos are echoing from every corner of the Phones 4U Arena as Max Adamson swaggers out onto the stage, a smug grin on his face.
HE: Tonight is the night when Max Adamson will finally end his issues with GazzyD and move on to bigger and better things….this is a world championship calibre superstar and he deserves world championship calibre matches…
HA: The winner of this match will certainly be elevated to new heights, the world championships are not beyond the realms of possibility…but both men need to keep their focus purely on tonight because this match has not even begun yet…
Crowd: A55hole x10
HE: No love in Manchester for Max Adamson…
HA: What did you expect?
Adamson pauses and feigns sadness from the crowd’s reaction before laughing it off and flexing his biceps. He taunts the fans as he strolls through the aisleway and toward the ringside area, before dragging a ladder up from the ground and carrying it to the ring.
HE: Max is going to waste no time in getting this match started…
Adamson is looking at Gazzy with a smile on his face and then he places the ladder on the apron and prepares to slide it in. Gazzy, however, is not amused and he runs over and dives into a baseball slide that slams the ladder against Max’s chest and sends him rolling back into the aisleway…
*Crowd pop
HE: He can’t do that…
HA: He can….now Gazzy has a ladder and Max is down, climb up…
The crowd are roaring for the same thing and Gazzy quickly drags the ladder into the centre of the ring before setting it up. He starts to climb toward the top and the excitement grows in the arena but Adamson is in the ring and he grabs Gazzy’s tights before ripping him back down to the mat…
HE: Like it was going to be that easy…
Max drives Gazzy’s head into the ladder, dropping him to his knees, and then he lifts the ladder up and throws it over the top rope to the outside.
HA: Max maybe realising that bringing in a ladder this early is not the best idea…
Max grabs Gazzy by the head but he takes three punches to the midsection and then Gazzy grabs his foe’s head and delivers a jawbreaker. Adamson falls back into the corner and Gazzy crashes into him with a running dropkick before welcoming him out and dropping him with a spinning heel kick…
HA: Months’ worth of pent up anger and frustration just ready to pour out of GazzyD here…
Gazzy drops down and hammers away with fierce right hands to the head of Max before he runs off the ropes and then cartwheels back with a moonsault across the chest. The crowd are roaring as Gazzy beckons Max back up and then he begins to land with right hands and stiff chops to the chest…
HE: Contain him, ref…
HA: Nothing the referee can do in this one….only one way to win…
Gazzy follows up with three forearms and then he attempts an Irish whip but Max is too powerful and reverses. Gazzy is sent off the ropes and he comes back with a flying right hand that takes Adamson off his feet. Max gets back up and Gazzy kicks him in the stomach before throwing his rival through the ropes to the outside…
HA: GazzyD is fighting with more fire then I have ever seen from him, you can see how much this means to him…
Max stumbles over to the guardrail and tries to catch his breath but Gazzy isn’t interested as he slingshots himself over the top and lands with a crossbody onto Adamson. He gets back up and tags hands with the fans before pulling up a ladder and then slamming it down ontop of Max…
HE: Max is taking a beating here….he needs to get his head in the game…
Gazzy props the ladder up against the apron and then he drags Max up and punches him in the face until he collapses across the ladder. Gazzy then walks around to the announce area and he picks up a steel chair before walking back around toward Adamson…..CRACK!
HA: Gazzy going for the kill…
Max ducks out of the way and the chair slams against the ladder, taking Gazzy off balance. Adamson then kicks Gazzy in the stomach and he slams him back into the guardrail before lifting him up into the air and he throws him chest-first against the ladder…
HE: This is where things get nasty for GazzyD….he is messing with the wrong man…
Gazzy holds his chest and staggers against the apron as Max lifts the ladder up and then slams it back down on his back. Adamson slides the ladder into the ring and then he drags Gazzy around and plants his face against the top of the steel steps…
HA: Max said that tonight was going to be the night when Gazzy was finally out in his place….that he moved on to better things….
HE: And it will be….this is the beginning of Adamson’s rise to the top…
Max climbs back into the ring and he lifts the ladder up off the mat before setting it up in the middle of the ring. The crowd boo as Adamson begins to climb the ladder toward the contract that is hanging above the ring….
HA: Max has a free passage to the top here….
HE: Everything is about to end….
The flashbulbs begin to go off as Gazzy has climbed up onto the top rope and then he jumps off with a side kick that lands on the ribcage of Max and sends him crashing off the ladder. They get back up and Gazzy drop toe-holds Max, slamming his face against the bottom rungs, and then he runs back off the ropes and returns with a double knee slam to the back of the head, driving Max’s face against the ladder…
HA: Already the ladder is starting to come into play…both men on the receiving end…
Adamson rolls down on his back as Gazzy uses the ladder to jump into the air and then he twists in midair before landing a legdrop to the throat. Max rolls into the corner and Gazzy runs in, using the top rope to jump into the air and then he slingshots back with a brutal dropkick to the face…
HE: Gazzy can draw on this energy from the crowd, he can build himself up as much as he likes…..he will not win this match, he cannot win it…
Max makes it back up to his feet and Gazzy throws him against the ladder before grabbing ahold of his opponent and delivering a “Skull Crushing Finale”….
HA: Max could be done for….Gazzy looking to the skies…
Gazzy looks up to the contract in the rafters and then he begins to climb the ladder toward his goal. The crowd in the arena are willing him on, every step of the way, and he seems to be closing in on his destination when Adamson gets back up and pushes the ladder over….
HE: NO WAY…
HA: That is exactly what GazzyD brings to the table…
Gazzy jumps off the falling ladder and lands on the top rope before jumping off and catching an unsuspecting Adamson with a flying headscissors take-down. They get back up and Gazzy scores with a running enzeguiri to the side of the Max’s head, dropping him on his face…
HA: Gazzy is wrestling one hell of a match thus far but the contract continues to elude him…
HE: He can wrestle as well as he likes, it is how he climbs the ladder that matters…
Gazzy picks the ladder back up off the mat and he places it into the centre before beginning to climb once again. He gets halfway up and then Max grabs his leg and tries to drag him back down…Gazzy clings on with all his might and then he begins to stomp down on Max’s head, sending Adamson back into the ropes. Gazzy carries on climbing but Max is quickly behind him and he lifts Gazzy up on his shoulders and into an electric chair position…
HA: Max is lifting Gazzy closer to the contract…
The Finale
Ladder Match
Max Adamson vs GazzyD
We head back to ringside and the crowd are cheering in anticipation of the upcoming bout as the cameras focus in on the clipboard that is hanging high above the ring.
Ring announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a LADDER MATCH!
*Crowd pop
HA: I don’t think this one needs much explanation….the aim of the match is to climb that ladder, retrieve the contract hanging above the ring…
HE: The concept isn’t difficult to grasp but what about the rivalry that is set to end in this contest?
HA: That is a completely different matter….this feud between Max Adamson and GazzyD has waged for almost eight months now….Adamson returned to 6CW and he has made Gazzy’s life a living hell since that moment.
HE: Because Gazzy owes him money…
HA: I can’t argue that….but that doesn’t mean Adamson has the right to steal Gazzy’s wife, taunt him with his six year old daughter and put him down at every available opportunity…
HE: Well tonight could be the end of all that…if Gazzy climbs the ladder first and gets the contract then his signed agreement with Max will be terminated, no more debt and no more control…
HA: But if Adamson wins then he is going to enable a clause in that contract of which we have no idea what it is…
HE: Something brilliant knowing Max…
HA: Adamson has been supremely confident recently which leads me to believe he has a trick or two up his sleeve….I can’t imagine he would offer to write off a debt unless he felt like he had the upperhand in this equation….
HE: Max will always have the upperhand over Gazzy, you’ll see that tonight….I can’t wait to see what that clause is…
The crowd in the arena roar to life as “Limelight” rips through the airwaves and then silver and red pyros go shooting high up into the air. The procession continues for almost a minute and then GazzyD appears on the stage, a confident nod of his head indicates he is ready.
HA: Tonight in GazzyD’ s hometown he has the opportunity of throwing off the shackles of his oppression and finally getting his 6CW career back on track…
HE: Gazzy is going to choke in front of his friends and his family…..how smart is Max, he knew this event was in Manchester and he knew the pressure would be on in Gazzy’s own backyward….this is going to be the ultimate humiliation…
Gazzy walks down the rampway and he tags hands with many of the fans before pausing next to the guardrail. A man approaches him and Gazzy holds out his hand to shake and then hugs the man, drawing more cheers from the crowd.
HE: Who’s that loser?
HA: That’s Gazzy’s former tag team partner, Angel….they were tag team champions here in 6CW….how can you not remember?
Gazzy then turns away and he looks at the contract hanging in the rafters and nods his head before rolling into the ring. He goes from corner to corner to pose for his fans before looking down at the ladders that have been scattered around ringside…
HA: Gazzy is the “human highlight reel” and usually a ladder match would play into his dare-devil style….but tonight he needs to remain conservative, not take too many risks….because there is so much more riding on this then just pleasing his masses of fans…
Gazzy continues to stand on the turnbuckle as “Radioactive” hits the speakers and the crowd descends into the worst ovation of the evening. The boos are echoing from every corner of the Phones 4U Arena as Max Adamson swaggers out onto the stage, a smug grin on his face.
HE: Tonight is the night when Max Adamson will finally end his issues with GazzyD and move on to bigger and better things….this is a world championship calibre superstar and he deserves world championship calibre matches…
HA: The winner of this match will certainly be elevated to new heights, the world championships are not beyond the realms of possibility…but both men need to keep their focus purely on tonight because this match has not even begun yet…
Crowd: A55hole x10
HE: No love in Manchester for Max Adamson…
HA: What did you expect?
Adamson pauses and feigns sadness from the crowd’s reaction before laughing it off and flexing his biceps. He taunts the fans as he strolls through the aisleway and toward the ringside area, before dragging a ladder up from the ground and carrying it to the ring.
HE: Max is going to waste no time in getting this match started…
Adamson is looking at Gazzy with a smile on his face and then he places the ladder on the apron and prepares to slide it in. Gazzy, however, is not amused and he runs over and dives into a baseball slide that slams the ladder against Max’s chest and sends him rolling back into the aisleway…
*Crowd pop
HE: He can’t do that…
HA: He can….now Gazzy has a ladder and Max is down, climb up…
The crowd are roaring for the same thing and Gazzy quickly drags the ladder into the centre of the ring before setting it up. He starts to climb toward the top and the excitement grows in the arena but Adamson is in the ring and he grabs Gazzy’s tights before ripping him back down to the mat…
HE: Like it was going to be that easy…
Max drives Gazzy’s head into the ladder, dropping him to his knees, and then he lifts the ladder up and throws it over the top rope to the outside.
HA: Max maybe realising that bringing in a ladder this early is not the best idea…
Max grabs Gazzy by the head but he takes three punches to the midsection and then Gazzy grabs his foe’s head and delivers a jawbreaker. Adamson falls back into the corner and Gazzy crashes into him with a running dropkick before welcoming him out and dropping him with a spinning heel kick…
HA: Months’ worth of pent up anger and frustration just ready to pour out of GazzyD here…
Gazzy drops down and hammers away with fierce right hands to the head of Max before he runs off the ropes and then cartwheels back with a moonsault across the chest. The crowd are roaring as Gazzy beckons Max back up and then he begins to land with right hands and stiff chops to the chest…
HE: Contain him, ref…
HA: Nothing the referee can do in this one….only one way to win…
Gazzy follows up with three forearms and then he attempts an Irish whip but Max is too powerful and reverses. Gazzy is sent off the ropes and he comes back with a flying right hand that takes Adamson off his feet. Max gets back up and Gazzy kicks him in the stomach before throwing his rival through the ropes to the outside…
HA: GazzyD is fighting with more fire then I have ever seen from him, you can see how much this means to him…
Max stumbles over to the guardrail and tries to catch his breath but Gazzy isn’t interested as he slingshots himself over the top and lands with a crossbody onto Adamson. He gets back up and tags hands with the fans before pulling up a ladder and then slamming it down ontop of Max…
HE: Max is taking a beating here….he needs to get his head in the game…
Gazzy props the ladder up against the apron and then he drags Max up and punches him in the face until he collapses across the ladder. Gazzy then walks around to the announce area and he picks up a steel chair before walking back around toward Adamson…..CRACK!
HA: Gazzy going for the kill…
Max ducks out of the way and the chair slams against the ladder, taking Gazzy off balance. Adamson then kicks Gazzy in the stomach and he slams him back into the guardrail before lifting him up into the air and he throws him chest-first against the ladder…
HE: This is where things get nasty for GazzyD….he is messing with the wrong man…
Gazzy holds his chest and staggers against the apron as Max lifts the ladder up and then slams it back down on his back. Adamson slides the ladder into the ring and then he drags Gazzy around and plants his face against the top of the steel steps…
HA: Max said that tonight was going to be the night when Gazzy was finally out in his place….that he moved on to better things….
HE: And it will be….this is the beginning of Adamson’s rise to the top…
Max climbs back into the ring and he lifts the ladder up off the mat before setting it up in the middle of the ring. The crowd boo as Adamson begins to climb the ladder toward the contract that is hanging above the ring….
HA: Max has a free passage to the top here….
HE: Everything is about to end….
The flashbulbs begin to go off as Gazzy has climbed up onto the top rope and then he jumps off with a side kick that lands on the ribcage of Max and sends him crashing off the ladder. They get back up and Gazzy drop toe-holds Max, slamming his face against the bottom rungs, and then he runs back off the ropes and returns with a double knee slam to the back of the head, driving Max’s face against the ladder…
HA: Already the ladder is starting to come into play…both men on the receiving end…
Adamson rolls down on his back as Gazzy uses the ladder to jump into the air and then he twists in midair before landing a legdrop to the throat. Max rolls into the corner and Gazzy runs in, using the top rope to jump into the air and then he slingshots back with a brutal dropkick to the face…
HE: Gazzy can draw on this energy from the crowd, he can build himself up as much as he likes…..he will not win this match, he cannot win it…
Max makes it back up to his feet and Gazzy throws him against the ladder before grabbing ahold of his opponent and delivering a “Skull Crushing Finale”….
HA: Max could be done for….Gazzy looking to the skies…
Gazzy looks up to the contract in the rafters and then he begins to climb the ladder toward his goal. The crowd in the arena are willing him on, every step of the way, and he seems to be closing in on his destination when Adamson gets back up and pushes the ladder over….
HE: NO WAY…
HA: That is exactly what GazzyD brings to the table…
Gazzy jumps off the falling ladder and lands on the top rope before jumping off and catching an unsuspecting Adamson with a flying headscissors take-down. They get back up and Gazzy scores with a running enzeguiri to the side of the Max’s head, dropping him on his face…
HA: Gazzy is wrestling one hell of a match thus far but the contract continues to elude him…
HE: He can wrestle as well as he likes, it is how he climbs the ladder that matters…
Gazzy picks the ladder back up off the mat and he places it into the centre before beginning to climb once again. He gets halfway up and then Max grabs his leg and tries to drag him back down…Gazzy clings on with all his might and then he begins to stomp down on Max’s head, sending Adamson back into the ropes. Gazzy carries on climbing but Max is quickly behind him and he lifts Gazzy up on his shoulders and into an electric chair position…
HA: Max is lifting Gazzy closer to the contract…
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
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Gazzy reaches out and tries to grab the contract but Max realises what is happening and he drops backwards, slamming Gazzy and himself down into the canvass with real force. Max slowly gets back up and he flips Gazzy up onto his shoulders before powerbombing him back into the ladder, knocking it over…
HE: Talk about impact….
HA: GazzyD just got obliterated…
Gazzy is writhing on the mat as Max picks the ladder up and begins to drive the tip down into the stomach of his foe. Gazzy rolls over and he clings at his ribs as Max raises the ladder over his head and then slams it down on Gazzy’s spine…
HA: This is the kind of punishment we expected to see in this match…
HE: That is the risk these two men have to take in order to win that contract…
Adamson places the ladder up against the turnbuckle and then he hauls Gazzy and whips him forwards with such power that Gazzy flips upside down and crashes against the ladder. Max then climbs out onto the apron and he steps onto the top rope before clinging onto the ladder and then he steps onto it and allows it to drop back down to the mat, landing across the body of Gazzy…
HE: Gazzy’s ribs and back may have just shattered under that impact…
Gazzy is rolling around in agony as Max places the ladder in the opposite corner and then walks back to where he came from. He watches Gazzy with wide eyes and begins to beckon him back up to his feet….
HA: Max has some evil intentions…
HE: He’s ready to put this one to bed….GORE….GORE….
Gazzy sidesteps at the final moment and he sends Max head-first into the ladder before springboarding off the ropes and returning with a dropkick to the chest that sends Adamson rolling under the bottom rope.
HA: Gazzy just opened up a big chance for himself…
HE: But he is still feeling the effects of this match and climbing that ladder won’t be easy…
Gazzy holds his ribs as he crawls over to the ladder and then pulls it to the middle of the ring. He sets the ladder up and then slowly begins to make his way toward the summit. The noise in the arena is growing as Gazzy’s fingers brush the bottom of the contract…
HA: 21,000 fans on their feet….Gazzy is about to win his freedom….
CRACK!.....The fans boo furiously as Max returns to the ring with a steel chair in hand and he lashes it across Gazzy’s spine, dropping the fan favourite from the ladder. Max then sets the chair up in a seated position and he places Gazzy’s head on the seat before bouncing back off the ropes…
HE: FAMAXER!
HA; Gazzy’s jaw might have just cracked…
Gazzy’s head bounces off the steel and then he rolls back onto the mat, seemingly unconscious, as Max dusts off his hands. Adamson mocks the booing masses and then he makes his way to the ladder and starts to climb…
HE: Gazzy was brave to take this match, but it was always going to end this way…
Adamson takes his time to climb the ladder and then he stops near the top to enjoy the view. He laughs at the fans and then mockingly bows to them before reaching up to grab the contract…
HE: I can’t wait to find out what the clause is…
HA: YOUR GONNA HAVE TO WAIT A LITTLE LONGER!
The crowd scream with delight as Gazzy gets back up and he uses the steel chair to drive up between Max’s legs, taking all the wind from him. Adamson’s face turns red and he doubles up before dropping down off the ladder and crashing to the deck. Gazzy then runs to the ropes and dives into a springboard, tucking the chair under his legs as he comes back…
HA: ARABIAN FACEBUSTER!
Gazzy drives the chair down into Max’s head and the crowd voice their appreciation for their hometown here. Gazzy then pulls the ladder down onto the floor and he drags Max up before suplexing him across the metal…
HE: Poor Max….
HA: Adamson getting his comeuppance right here….it has been a long time coming…
HE: Didn’t he suffer enough at Seasons’ Beatings?
HA: Hasn’t Gazzy suffered enough over the last half a year?
Max rolls around in pain as Gazzy lifts one side of the ladder and then he throws Max inside, trapping him in the middle. Gazzy slams the ladder down on Max’s spine, keeping him locked in the middle, and then he walks over to the corner and gazes out at the fans…
HA: Gazzy can never resist an opportunity to wow his adoring fans….OH MY GOD!
HE: Max needs help….
Crowd: Gazzy….D…….Gazzy…D…..Gazzy….D x5
HA: INCREDIBLE MOVE FROM THE FORMER 6CW CHAMPION…
Gazzy leaps up onto the top rope and then flies back with a corkscrew moonsault across the ladder, crushing Adamson underneath. Gazzy rolls away holding his own ribs as Max lays slumped on the mat…
HE: Gazzy put his own body on the line…not a wise decision…
Gazzy stumbles back up and he drags the ladder into the middle of the ring before setting it up once again. The cheers ring all around and Gazzy takes heart from the support as he drags himself toward the top of the ladder…
HA: Gazzy has taken some punishment in this match but there is enough left in the tank to reach up and take that contract…
HE: Your in dreamland…
Gazzy gets to the top of the ladder and he winces in pain as he reaches up to grab the contract but his fingers clasp the clipboard and he begins to untie the lock…
HA: GazzyD wins…
HE: Guess again…
Max is suddenly back up and he shoulder barges into the ladder, sending it flying sideways and GazzyD falls down into a crotched position across the top rope.
Crowd:OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
HA: That is not the landing that GazzyD was hoping for…
The ladder falls down on the mat as Gazzy slips sideways and falls down on the apron. Max is one knee, breathing deeply, before he slowly gets up and begins to drag the ladder back into the middle of the ring once more…
HE: GazzyD suffered one hell of a ball-breaker right there…
HA: I’m not sure he’s going to fully recover in time…
Gazzy is down on the apron, his eyes closed, as Max lifts the ladder up to a standing position and then starts to climb. He gets three rungs up and then realises the ladder isn’t in the right place as he drops down and re-positions it before climbing again…
HE: You have plenty of time, Max, just make sure everything is in order…
Adamson rests against the side of the ladder for a moment and then he starts to climb again, reaching halfway, before reaching up to grab the contract.
HA: He isn’t anywhere near…needs to be much higher than that…
Max climbs two more rungs and now he is near the top but the contract is still slightly out of his grasp. He goes up once again and this time his hand looks destined to close around the clipboard as Gazzy springboards from the top rope and lands on the opposite side of the ladder…
HE: What….no…
The crowd cheer as Gazzy lands with several quick right hands to Max’s face and then he grabs his head and drives it against the top of the ladder. He repeats this twice more and Max slides down his side of the ladder and then he grips the top of the ladder and flips over…
HE: What is he….OH MY GOD!
HA: SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER!
Crowd: Holy (beep) x10
HA: Incredible scenes here at Revolution…
Both men crash down to the canvass with a thunderous impact and the ladder collapses too, one of the legs buckling from the weight of both men. Max is flat out, unmoving, as Gazzy rolls around holding the bottom of his back…
HE: Max is dead…
HA: He isn’t dead, but he is damn sure hurting….what an amazing show from GazzyD…
Gazzy stumbles into the ropes and he rests there for a minute before standing back up and falling into the centre of the ring. He looks at the broken ladder on the mat and he kicks it under the bottom rope to the outside before climbing out himself…
HA: Gazzy needs another ladder…
Gazzy finds a ladder over by the guardrail and he lifts it up before carrying it back to the ring. He slides it between the bottom and middle ropes but before he can get it all the way through Max runs across and jumps onto one side, catapulting the opposite side up into Gazzy’s face…
HE: GOD!
HA: What a shot….Gazzy’s jaw is more than likely broken now…
Gazzy falls away and collapses in the aisleway as Max takes a couple of moments to breathe and then he grabs the end of the ladder and pulls it into the ring. He takes his time to set it up in the centre of the ring and then he starts his climb toward the top…
HE: This is it….end of the road time…
Max is obviously feeling a lot of pain in his lower back and he keeps stopping to massage the injured area before beginning his climb again. The crowd are booing furiously as Max nears the top and his hand reaches out to tug at the lock…
HA: Adamson is seconds away…
Gazzy is back in the ring and he jumps up on the ladder behind Max and begins to pound away with punches to the back and kidneys before grabbing Adamson’s feet and he pulls him down a rung or two. Gazzy’s attacks are relentless and then he begins to climb up Adamson’s body, trying to beat him to the contract…
HE: Ahh…
HA: Gazzy is using Max as a climbing frame…
He is just about over Max’s head when Adamson grabs his leg and pulls him back down across his shoulders…
HE: You don’t think…
HA: I do…
HE: CYCLONE!
HA: HE COUNTERED….MY GOD…
Crowd: This is awe-some x10
HE: What is going on…
Max looks to spin Gazzy off the top of the ladder with an F-5 but Gazzy counters in mid-flight and drags Adamson to the canvass with a ferocious backstabber. Both men roll in opposite directions after the impact and Max is holding the bottom of his back as Gazzy holds his knees close to his chest….
HA: That was 300 pounds landing on Gazzy’s legs from a considerable height, may not be the smartest thing he has done tonight..
HE: Not when those legs are what he needs to climb the ladder…
Gazzy begins to use the turnbuckle to get back to his feet as Max clambers back up on the opposite side. Max is swaying from side to side but he steadies himself and then runs across toward Gazzy….
HE: GORE…
Gazzy rolls away in time and he sends Max crashing into the turnbuckle before beckoning him around and he kicks him in the stomach…
HA: DEEP IMPACT!
Gazzy looks to plant Max with his finisher but Max swipes his legs at the final moment and then slingshots him toward the ladder. Gazzy shows great athleticism to land on the middle rungs and he begins to climb but Max quickly rags him back down and German suplexes him back into the turnbuckle…
HA: That is not a good landing…
HE: THAT ONE’S WORSE!
Gazzy crashes against the turnbuckle and then Max runs into the corner and delivers a monkey flip which sends Gazzy flying out, upside down, and into the ladder in the middle of the ring. Gazzy’s legs get tangled in the rungs and he is hung upside down in a tree of woe position…
HE: Gazzy is trapped, nowhere to go….he really is finished…
HA: And Max knows it…
Gazzy is trying desperately to pull himself up and free himself from the ladder but it is proving a difficult task. Adamson laughs at his foe and he mockingly ruffles Gazzy’s head before walking around the opposite side and beginning to climb…
HE: Max Adamson is heading for glory…
HE: Talk about impact….
HA: GazzyD just got obliterated…
Gazzy is writhing on the mat as Max picks the ladder up and begins to drive the tip down into the stomach of his foe. Gazzy rolls over and he clings at his ribs as Max raises the ladder over his head and then slams it down on Gazzy’s spine…
HA: This is the kind of punishment we expected to see in this match…
HE: That is the risk these two men have to take in order to win that contract…
Adamson places the ladder up against the turnbuckle and then he hauls Gazzy and whips him forwards with such power that Gazzy flips upside down and crashes against the ladder. Max then climbs out onto the apron and he steps onto the top rope before clinging onto the ladder and then he steps onto it and allows it to drop back down to the mat, landing across the body of Gazzy…
HE: Gazzy’s ribs and back may have just shattered under that impact…
Gazzy is rolling around in agony as Max places the ladder in the opposite corner and then walks back to where he came from. He watches Gazzy with wide eyes and begins to beckon him back up to his feet….
HA: Max has some evil intentions…
HE: He’s ready to put this one to bed….GORE….GORE….
Gazzy sidesteps at the final moment and he sends Max head-first into the ladder before springboarding off the ropes and returning with a dropkick to the chest that sends Adamson rolling under the bottom rope.
HA: Gazzy just opened up a big chance for himself…
HE: But he is still feeling the effects of this match and climbing that ladder won’t be easy…
Gazzy holds his ribs as he crawls over to the ladder and then pulls it to the middle of the ring. He sets the ladder up and then slowly begins to make his way toward the summit. The noise in the arena is growing as Gazzy’s fingers brush the bottom of the contract…
HA: 21,000 fans on their feet….Gazzy is about to win his freedom….
CRACK!.....The fans boo furiously as Max returns to the ring with a steel chair in hand and he lashes it across Gazzy’s spine, dropping the fan favourite from the ladder. Max then sets the chair up in a seated position and he places Gazzy’s head on the seat before bouncing back off the ropes…
HE: FAMAXER!
HA; Gazzy’s jaw might have just cracked…
Gazzy’s head bounces off the steel and then he rolls back onto the mat, seemingly unconscious, as Max dusts off his hands. Adamson mocks the booing masses and then he makes his way to the ladder and starts to climb…
HE: Gazzy was brave to take this match, but it was always going to end this way…
Adamson takes his time to climb the ladder and then he stops near the top to enjoy the view. He laughs at the fans and then mockingly bows to them before reaching up to grab the contract…
HE: I can’t wait to find out what the clause is…
HA: YOUR GONNA HAVE TO WAIT A LITTLE LONGER!
The crowd scream with delight as Gazzy gets back up and he uses the steel chair to drive up between Max’s legs, taking all the wind from him. Adamson’s face turns red and he doubles up before dropping down off the ladder and crashing to the deck. Gazzy then runs to the ropes and dives into a springboard, tucking the chair under his legs as he comes back…
HA: ARABIAN FACEBUSTER!
Gazzy drives the chair down into Max’s head and the crowd voice their appreciation for their hometown here. Gazzy then pulls the ladder down onto the floor and he drags Max up before suplexing him across the metal…
HE: Poor Max….
HA: Adamson getting his comeuppance right here….it has been a long time coming…
HE: Didn’t he suffer enough at Seasons’ Beatings?
HA: Hasn’t Gazzy suffered enough over the last half a year?
Max rolls around in pain as Gazzy lifts one side of the ladder and then he throws Max inside, trapping him in the middle. Gazzy slams the ladder down on Max’s spine, keeping him locked in the middle, and then he walks over to the corner and gazes out at the fans…
HA: Gazzy can never resist an opportunity to wow his adoring fans….OH MY GOD!
HE: Max needs help….
Crowd: Gazzy….D…….Gazzy…D…..Gazzy….D x5
HA: INCREDIBLE MOVE FROM THE FORMER 6CW CHAMPION…
Gazzy leaps up onto the top rope and then flies back with a corkscrew moonsault across the ladder, crushing Adamson underneath. Gazzy rolls away holding his own ribs as Max lays slumped on the mat…
HE: Gazzy put his own body on the line…not a wise decision…
Gazzy stumbles back up and he drags the ladder into the middle of the ring before setting it up once again. The cheers ring all around and Gazzy takes heart from the support as he drags himself toward the top of the ladder…
HA: Gazzy has taken some punishment in this match but there is enough left in the tank to reach up and take that contract…
HE: Your in dreamland…
Gazzy gets to the top of the ladder and he winces in pain as he reaches up to grab the contract but his fingers clasp the clipboard and he begins to untie the lock…
HA: GazzyD wins…
HE: Guess again…
Max is suddenly back up and he shoulder barges into the ladder, sending it flying sideways and GazzyD falls down into a crotched position across the top rope.
Crowd:OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
HA: That is not the landing that GazzyD was hoping for…
The ladder falls down on the mat as Gazzy slips sideways and falls down on the apron. Max is one knee, breathing deeply, before he slowly gets up and begins to drag the ladder back into the middle of the ring once more…
HE: GazzyD suffered one hell of a ball-breaker right there…
HA: I’m not sure he’s going to fully recover in time…
Gazzy is down on the apron, his eyes closed, as Max lifts the ladder up to a standing position and then starts to climb. He gets three rungs up and then realises the ladder isn’t in the right place as he drops down and re-positions it before climbing again…
HE: You have plenty of time, Max, just make sure everything is in order…
Adamson rests against the side of the ladder for a moment and then he starts to climb again, reaching halfway, before reaching up to grab the contract.
HA: He isn’t anywhere near…needs to be much higher than that…
Max climbs two more rungs and now he is near the top but the contract is still slightly out of his grasp. He goes up once again and this time his hand looks destined to close around the clipboard as Gazzy springboards from the top rope and lands on the opposite side of the ladder…
HE: What….no…
The crowd cheer as Gazzy lands with several quick right hands to Max’s face and then he grabs his head and drives it against the top of the ladder. He repeats this twice more and Max slides down his side of the ladder and then he grips the top of the ladder and flips over…
HE: What is he….OH MY GOD!
HA: SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER!
Crowd: Holy (beep) x10
HA: Incredible scenes here at Revolution…
Both men crash down to the canvass with a thunderous impact and the ladder collapses too, one of the legs buckling from the weight of both men. Max is flat out, unmoving, as Gazzy rolls around holding the bottom of his back…
HE: Max is dead…
HA: He isn’t dead, but he is damn sure hurting….what an amazing show from GazzyD…
Gazzy stumbles into the ropes and he rests there for a minute before standing back up and falling into the centre of the ring. He looks at the broken ladder on the mat and he kicks it under the bottom rope to the outside before climbing out himself…
HA: Gazzy needs another ladder…
Gazzy finds a ladder over by the guardrail and he lifts it up before carrying it back to the ring. He slides it between the bottom and middle ropes but before he can get it all the way through Max runs across and jumps onto one side, catapulting the opposite side up into Gazzy’s face…
HE: GOD!
HA: What a shot….Gazzy’s jaw is more than likely broken now…
Gazzy falls away and collapses in the aisleway as Max takes a couple of moments to breathe and then he grabs the end of the ladder and pulls it into the ring. He takes his time to set it up in the centre of the ring and then he starts his climb toward the top…
HE: This is it….end of the road time…
Max is obviously feeling a lot of pain in his lower back and he keeps stopping to massage the injured area before beginning his climb again. The crowd are booing furiously as Max nears the top and his hand reaches out to tug at the lock…
HA: Adamson is seconds away…
Gazzy is back in the ring and he jumps up on the ladder behind Max and begins to pound away with punches to the back and kidneys before grabbing Adamson’s feet and he pulls him down a rung or two. Gazzy’s attacks are relentless and then he begins to climb up Adamson’s body, trying to beat him to the contract…
HE: Ahh…
HA: Gazzy is using Max as a climbing frame…
He is just about over Max’s head when Adamson grabs his leg and pulls him back down across his shoulders…
HE: You don’t think…
HA: I do…
HE: CYCLONE!
HA: HE COUNTERED….MY GOD…
Crowd: This is awe-some x10
HE: What is going on…
Max looks to spin Gazzy off the top of the ladder with an F-5 but Gazzy counters in mid-flight and drags Adamson to the canvass with a ferocious backstabber. Both men roll in opposite directions after the impact and Max is holding the bottom of his back as Gazzy holds his knees close to his chest….
HA: That was 300 pounds landing on Gazzy’s legs from a considerable height, may not be the smartest thing he has done tonight..
HE: Not when those legs are what he needs to climb the ladder…
Gazzy begins to use the turnbuckle to get back to his feet as Max clambers back up on the opposite side. Max is swaying from side to side but he steadies himself and then runs across toward Gazzy….
HE: GORE…
Gazzy rolls away in time and he sends Max crashing into the turnbuckle before beckoning him around and he kicks him in the stomach…
HA: DEEP IMPACT!
Gazzy looks to plant Max with his finisher but Max swipes his legs at the final moment and then slingshots him toward the ladder. Gazzy shows great athleticism to land on the middle rungs and he begins to climb but Max quickly rags him back down and German suplexes him back into the turnbuckle…
HA: That is not a good landing…
HE: THAT ONE’S WORSE!
Gazzy crashes against the turnbuckle and then Max runs into the corner and delivers a monkey flip which sends Gazzy flying out, upside down, and into the ladder in the middle of the ring. Gazzy’s legs get tangled in the rungs and he is hung upside down in a tree of woe position…
HE: Gazzy is trapped, nowhere to go….he really is finished…
HA: And Max knows it…
Gazzy is trying desperately to pull himself up and free himself from the ladder but it is proving a difficult task. Adamson laughs at his foe and he mockingly ruffles Gazzy’s head before walking around the opposite side and beginning to climb…
HE: Max Adamson is heading for glory…
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The crowd begin to scream and cheer as Angel hops the guardrail and rolls into the ring. He looks a bit shocked by his own actions as he grabs Max’s foot and begins to pull him back down to the mat…
HE: Security….security stop him….
HA: This is a crazy turn of events…
Max suddenly jumps down off the ladder and Angel rattles him three right hands before Adamson knees him fiercely in the stomach. Angel doubles up and then Adamson wraps both hands around Angel’s throat and pushes him back into the corner. The referee tries to restrain Max but he isn’t interested as he pulls Angel out of the corner and lifts him onto his shoulders…
HA: No…not this Max….
HE: Shouldn’t have stuck his nose where it didn’t belong….CYCLONE!
The F-5 is imminent but somehow Gazzy has freed himself from the ladder and he waits for Max to turn around before superkicking him clean in the face. Gazzy makes sure his friend is ok before security drag Angel from the ring and escort him into the aisleway…
HE: That man should be arrested for trespassing…he is not an employee of this company any more…
Adamson is crawling up in the corner and Gazzy runs in with double knees to the spine before springboarding off the ropes and drilling Max with a tornado DDT as he falls forward. Gazzy sits on the mat for a moment and listens to the voices of the fans before he crawls to the ladder and starts to pull his way up…
HA: Gazzy has a clear run at this…
HE: This isn’t right…Gazzy had help…
HA: There was nothing in the rules that said it couldn’t happen…
Gazzy is clearly exhausted from the effort that has been exerted but eventually he hauls himself up to the top of the ladder and then he reaches out and grabs at the contract…
HA: Freedom is inches away….
HE: Get him Max…
Adamson stumbles up and in a show of desperation he grabs the ladder and pulls it out from under Gazzy’s legs, leaving Gazzy dangling from the contract above. The crowd are screaming and the flashbulbs are going off as Gazzy swings back and forth, almost twenty feet in the air.
HE: Nowhere for you to go now….only down…
HA: I’m sure Gazzy doesn’t care….he’ll take the crash landing to win his freedom…
Max seems to realise the same thing as Gazzy begins to tug at the lock on the contract. Adamson quickly shoulders the ladder, like a missile, and he throws it through the air, sending it crashing into Gazzy’s stomach…
HE: OH YES!
HA: UNBELIEVABLE….
Crowd: Holy (beep) x10
HE: Gazzy wanted a “highlight reel” moment…..there you go…
Gazzy’s grip on the contract breaks and he falls toward the canvass but Adamson catches his foe across his shoulders and then hauls him into a destructive F-5, smashing Gazzy into the canvass with real force.
HA: You have to give credit where it is due….that was sensational….
Adamson kneels over Gazzy and he looks incredibly pleased with actions before picking the ladder back up and he walks into the corner before lodging the ladder between the turnbuckles. Adamson then walks to the opposite corner and he beckons for Gazzy to stand up…
HE: This will leave nobody in any doubt…
HA: This is too much….
HE: GORE…..GORE…..GORE!
*Crowd groan
HA: He’s broken him in half….
Adamson sprints across the ring and he spear Gazzy backwards into the turnbuckle, breaking him clean through the ladder that is lodged in the corner. The two halves of the ladder fall from the ring as Gazzy collapses in a heap on the floor and Max rolls away, holding his head…
HE: That’s how you hammer home a point….
HA: Max Adamson may have just shattered GazzyD’s spine….that is horrible impact…
The instant replays show the spear another five times and then the action returns live as Adamson rolls under the bottom rope to grab another ladder. Max walks the ladder back to the ring and he laughs at the fans as he slides it under the ropes….
HE: Gazzy fought even more valiantly then I gave him credit for…but he is in with a world class operator….it was a foregone conclusion…
Max pulls the ladder up and he stacks it up vertically in the centre of the ring before staring up at the contract. He smiles and then looks at GazzyD, who is amazingly trying to stand up…
HE: Has this guy got a deathwish?
HA: He’s got guts, GazzyD will not say die…
Crowd: GazzyD x10
HA: What an ovation here in Manchester…
The noise from the crowd is deafening and Max Adamson stands in shock as the rafters begin to shake. Gazzy seems to be drawing energy from the crowd and is trying to climb up to his feet…
HE: After all he has been through….just accept you are beaten…
HA: That will never happen…
HE: Then they’ll take him out of here on a stretcher…
Adamson suddenly rags Gazzy up by his head and he quickly lifts him up onto his shoulders before spinning him around…
HE: CYCLONE!
Max looks for the F-5 but Gazzy throws out his arms and catches the ladder behind and eventually he is able to elbow his way free. He drops down off Max’s shoulders and then kicks his opponent in the stomach…
HA: DEEP IMPACT!
*Crowd pop
HE: No way….
HA: Fairytales can come true…..what a scene here in Manchester…
The crowd is fit to burst as Gazzy nails his finisher in the middle of the ring, leaving both men completely flat out on the canvass.
HE: But he was finished…
HA: Gazzy has nothing left, there is no doubt, but there was enough in the tank for that final play….this now just comes down to who has the biggest desire to win…
Gazzy is holding his spine, the pain is every evident, as he pulls himself over toward the bottom of the ladder. He places his hand on the bottom rung and he tries to pull himself up but doesn’t have the energy to get on his feet.
HA: There is literally nothing left to give…
HE: If he wants his freedom then he is going to need to find something…
Gazzy’s eyes widen as he listens to the amazing ovation from the fans and then he begins to pull himself onto the ladder and climb to the top. He gets halfway as Max starts to climb up on the opposite side…
HA: It’s a race for the finish…
HE: Cmon Max…
Both men start to move toward the top of the ladder and then they begin to trade right hands toward the top. Max’s punches are more telling and Gazzy starts to teeter backwards…
HE: He’s going to fall…
HA: YOU SURE?
The crowd react with cheers as Gazzy suddenly whips his leg up and catches Max with a roundhouse kick to the temple. Adamson slips down a rung and Gazzy is able to get the upperhand in the race for the contract. Gazzy places his left hand on the top of the ladder and then he reaches up with his right….
HA: GazzyD is going to do this…
His fingers brush the contract but he needs an extra step to finally get his hands on the prize. He aims to move his left hand off the top of the ladder when Adamson grabs his wrist and then pulls something shiny from his trunks…
HE: Genius…
HA: Not like this…
Max slaps the handcuffs on Gazzy, locking him to the ladder, and then he drives his forearm into his foe’s nose and knocks him sideways. Gazzy slips from the ladder rungs and is left dangling by his wrist from the side of the ladder…
HE: Max Adamson is the smartest man alive…
HA: What a shocking finale…
Ding ding ding
HE: YES….YES….YES!
The crowd threaten to riot as Adamson reaches up and he unclasps the contract from above, ending the contest. He smiles arrogantly as he parades the contract over his head and then he begins to climb down the ladder…
HE: I told you this was going to happen…
HA: Max Adamson is a goddamn snake…using handcuffs to win this match, he should be ashamed…
HE: Anything goes….you weren’t complaining when Angel was trying to help Gazzy win the match…
Adamson walks around to the side of the ladder, where Gazzy is dangling in midair, and he holds the contract in his foe’s face. Gazzy looks angry and kicks out at Max but Adamson just steps back and laughs…
Adamson: Now your a55 belongs to me….the fun starts here Gareth…
HA: What the hell does Adamson mean, that Gazzy belongs to him?
HE: We need an interview with Max to find out…I want to know details, I want to hear his reaction on this amazing victory…he whooped Gazzy good…
HA: This was a real contender for match of the year….not many matches this year will top that….incredible stuff…I just feel so sorry for GazzyD, just when it seemed like he and Max Adamson were finished…
HE: Gazzy knew what was at stake…he agreed to this match…
The referee is being handed boltcutters to cut Gazzy free from his shackles as Max steps through the ropes and swaggers into the aisleway. He continues to taunt Gazzy’s hometown crowd and poses with the contract before disappearing into the backstage area…
HA: Max Adamson is victorious here tonight and I am sure in the coming days and weeks we will find out exactly what that contract entails…
HE: I guarantee it….if Christy James can catch up with him in the back then I want to know right now…this is exciting times…
HA: What a rock-bottom moment this is for GazzyD…he feels he has let his hometown fans down…
Gazzy is finally cut down from the ladder and he looks out at the Manchester crowd with tears in his eyes. He claps every part of the arena, thanking them for their support, as his name rings out from every section of the fans’ enclosure…
HA: I’ve known Gazzy a long time and I know he will bounce back from this…
HE: You don’t know what is in the contract yet…don’t start making statements that you can’t back up…
HA: For once will you please just shut your mouth…
HE: Security….security stop him….
HA: This is a crazy turn of events…
Max suddenly jumps down off the ladder and Angel rattles him three right hands before Adamson knees him fiercely in the stomach. Angel doubles up and then Adamson wraps both hands around Angel’s throat and pushes him back into the corner. The referee tries to restrain Max but he isn’t interested as he pulls Angel out of the corner and lifts him onto his shoulders…
HA: No…not this Max….
HE: Shouldn’t have stuck his nose where it didn’t belong….CYCLONE!
The F-5 is imminent but somehow Gazzy has freed himself from the ladder and he waits for Max to turn around before superkicking him clean in the face. Gazzy makes sure his friend is ok before security drag Angel from the ring and escort him into the aisleway…
HE: That man should be arrested for trespassing…he is not an employee of this company any more…
Adamson is crawling up in the corner and Gazzy runs in with double knees to the spine before springboarding off the ropes and drilling Max with a tornado DDT as he falls forward. Gazzy sits on the mat for a moment and listens to the voices of the fans before he crawls to the ladder and starts to pull his way up…
HA: Gazzy has a clear run at this…
HE: This isn’t right…Gazzy had help…
HA: There was nothing in the rules that said it couldn’t happen…
Gazzy is clearly exhausted from the effort that has been exerted but eventually he hauls himself up to the top of the ladder and then he reaches out and grabs at the contract…
HA: Freedom is inches away….
HE: Get him Max…
Adamson stumbles up and in a show of desperation he grabs the ladder and pulls it out from under Gazzy’s legs, leaving Gazzy dangling from the contract above. The crowd are screaming and the flashbulbs are going off as Gazzy swings back and forth, almost twenty feet in the air.
HE: Nowhere for you to go now….only down…
HA: I’m sure Gazzy doesn’t care….he’ll take the crash landing to win his freedom…
Max seems to realise the same thing as Gazzy begins to tug at the lock on the contract. Adamson quickly shoulders the ladder, like a missile, and he throws it through the air, sending it crashing into Gazzy’s stomach…
HE: OH YES!
HA: UNBELIEVABLE….
Crowd: Holy (beep) x10
HE: Gazzy wanted a “highlight reel” moment…..there you go…
Gazzy’s grip on the contract breaks and he falls toward the canvass but Adamson catches his foe across his shoulders and then hauls him into a destructive F-5, smashing Gazzy into the canvass with real force.
HA: You have to give credit where it is due….that was sensational….
Adamson kneels over Gazzy and he looks incredibly pleased with actions before picking the ladder back up and he walks into the corner before lodging the ladder between the turnbuckles. Adamson then walks to the opposite corner and he beckons for Gazzy to stand up…
HE: This will leave nobody in any doubt…
HA: This is too much….
HE: GORE…..GORE…..GORE!
*Crowd groan
HA: He’s broken him in half….
Adamson sprints across the ring and he spear Gazzy backwards into the turnbuckle, breaking him clean through the ladder that is lodged in the corner. The two halves of the ladder fall from the ring as Gazzy collapses in a heap on the floor and Max rolls away, holding his head…
HE: That’s how you hammer home a point….
HA: Max Adamson may have just shattered GazzyD’s spine….that is horrible impact…
The instant replays show the spear another five times and then the action returns live as Adamson rolls under the bottom rope to grab another ladder. Max walks the ladder back to the ring and he laughs at the fans as he slides it under the ropes….
HE: Gazzy fought even more valiantly then I gave him credit for…but he is in with a world class operator….it was a foregone conclusion…
Max pulls the ladder up and he stacks it up vertically in the centre of the ring before staring up at the contract. He smiles and then looks at GazzyD, who is amazingly trying to stand up…
HE: Has this guy got a deathwish?
HA: He’s got guts, GazzyD will not say die…
Crowd: GazzyD x10
HA: What an ovation here in Manchester…
The noise from the crowd is deafening and Max Adamson stands in shock as the rafters begin to shake. Gazzy seems to be drawing energy from the crowd and is trying to climb up to his feet…
HE: After all he has been through….just accept you are beaten…
HA: That will never happen…
HE: Then they’ll take him out of here on a stretcher…
Adamson suddenly rags Gazzy up by his head and he quickly lifts him up onto his shoulders before spinning him around…
HE: CYCLONE!
Max looks for the F-5 but Gazzy throws out his arms and catches the ladder behind and eventually he is able to elbow his way free. He drops down off Max’s shoulders and then kicks his opponent in the stomach…
HA: DEEP IMPACT!
*Crowd pop
HE: No way….
HA: Fairytales can come true…..what a scene here in Manchester…
The crowd is fit to burst as Gazzy nails his finisher in the middle of the ring, leaving both men completely flat out on the canvass.
HE: But he was finished…
HA: Gazzy has nothing left, there is no doubt, but there was enough in the tank for that final play….this now just comes down to who has the biggest desire to win…
Gazzy is holding his spine, the pain is every evident, as he pulls himself over toward the bottom of the ladder. He places his hand on the bottom rung and he tries to pull himself up but doesn’t have the energy to get on his feet.
HA: There is literally nothing left to give…
HE: If he wants his freedom then he is going to need to find something…
Gazzy’s eyes widen as he listens to the amazing ovation from the fans and then he begins to pull himself onto the ladder and climb to the top. He gets halfway as Max starts to climb up on the opposite side…
HA: It’s a race for the finish…
HE: Cmon Max…
Both men start to move toward the top of the ladder and then they begin to trade right hands toward the top. Max’s punches are more telling and Gazzy starts to teeter backwards…
HE: He’s going to fall…
HA: YOU SURE?
The crowd react with cheers as Gazzy suddenly whips his leg up and catches Max with a roundhouse kick to the temple. Adamson slips down a rung and Gazzy is able to get the upperhand in the race for the contract. Gazzy places his left hand on the top of the ladder and then he reaches up with his right….
HA: GazzyD is going to do this…
His fingers brush the contract but he needs an extra step to finally get his hands on the prize. He aims to move his left hand off the top of the ladder when Adamson grabs his wrist and then pulls something shiny from his trunks…
HE: Genius…
HA: Not like this…
Max slaps the handcuffs on Gazzy, locking him to the ladder, and then he drives his forearm into his foe’s nose and knocks him sideways. Gazzy slips from the ladder rungs and is left dangling by his wrist from the side of the ladder…
HE: Max Adamson is the smartest man alive…
HA: What a shocking finale…
Ding ding ding
HE: YES….YES….YES!
The crowd threaten to riot as Adamson reaches up and he unclasps the contract from above, ending the contest. He smiles arrogantly as he parades the contract over his head and then he begins to climb down the ladder…
HE: I told you this was going to happen…
HA: Max Adamson is a goddamn snake…using handcuffs to win this match, he should be ashamed…
HE: Anything goes….you weren’t complaining when Angel was trying to help Gazzy win the match…
Adamson walks around to the side of the ladder, where Gazzy is dangling in midair, and he holds the contract in his foe’s face. Gazzy looks angry and kicks out at Max but Adamson just steps back and laughs…
Adamson: Now your a55 belongs to me….the fun starts here Gareth…
HA: What the hell does Adamson mean, that Gazzy belongs to him?
HE: We need an interview with Max to find out…I want to know details, I want to hear his reaction on this amazing victory…he whooped Gazzy good…
HA: This was a real contender for match of the year….not many matches this year will top that….incredible stuff…I just feel so sorry for GazzyD, just when it seemed like he and Max Adamson were finished…
HE: Gazzy knew what was at stake…he agreed to this match…
The referee is being handed boltcutters to cut Gazzy free from his shackles as Max steps through the ropes and swaggers into the aisleway. He continues to taunt Gazzy’s hometown crowd and poses with the contract before disappearing into the backstage area…
HA: Max Adamson is victorious here tonight and I am sure in the coming days and weeks we will find out exactly what that contract entails…
HE: I guarantee it….if Christy James can catch up with him in the back then I want to know right now…this is exciting times…
HA: What a rock-bottom moment this is for GazzyD…he feels he has let his hometown fans down…
Gazzy is finally cut down from the ladder and he looks out at the Manchester crowd with tears in his eyes. He claps every part of the arena, thanking them for their support, as his name rings out from every section of the fans’ enclosure…
HA: I’ve known Gazzy a long time and I know he will bounce back from this…
HE: You don’t know what is in the contract yet…don’t start making statements that you can’t back up…
HA: For once will you please just shut your mouth…
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 8:02
HA: Ladies and Gentlemen this crowd are still on their feet after what they have just witnessed in that ring
HE: That match will go down in the legend of 6CW
Suddenly the entire arena falls into complete darkness
HA: WHAT THE…………..
HE: Apologies for this Ladies and Gentlemen, but please stay with us, we will not break with programming whilst the backstage team repair what we hope is a temporary problem
HA: Is it getting colder in here?
HE: Normally I would say don’t be stupid Harold but on this occasion I am going to have to agree with you. This is very strange
Through the darkness the sound of a slow heartbeat is heard. The heartbeat continues for a while before the screen starts to pulsate at every beat and flash bright white that is blinding to those watching. The light begins to fade slightly as the scene of a nursery is shown. The heartbeat still sounds out but it is now intermixed with the tinny tune of a music box.
As the camera slowly moves forward, we see a figure at the end of the room. The figure is sitting on a chair with his back to us and staring out a window. Outside it is night time, and shadows from a tree fall on the wooden floors of the nursery, stretching out like long fingers.
The camera continues to move towards the figure who is still motionless. The camera passes a moving rocking horse and a large dolls house as the heartbeat continues to hold its rhythm. More children’s toys are passed, including the music box that has a tiny ballerina circling on top of it as it plays. Still the camera moves on, getting ever closer to the figure.
Suddenly ghostly shadows of small giggling children move around the toys. They start playing with them, laughing as they do so. The camera turns from side to side to focus on them before returning to look at the far window.
The figure has disappeared.
A piercing scream sounds out and the children vanish into wisps of air. The camera turns round quickly to see a far door being slammed shut by a foreboding tall silhouette. The sound of the heartbeat gets faster as the camera spins round yet again to show the far window.
The figure has returned to his sitting position on the chair.
The heartbeat returns to a more steady rhythm and we notice that the music box is still playing its chiming tune. The camera turns back towards it and we see that the ballerina has been broken off and a hand mark made in blood has been made on the inside of its lid.
The camera returns to show the window and is now right next to the figure, pointing at its back. The heartbeat slows and then fluctuates slightly, before returning to a normal pattern.
The figure’s head then slowly turns round to reveal large white eyes, ringed with red paint. A broad sickening smile is etched on the face with broad black lips. The smile is evil. The smile is deadly.
But the face isn’t human…..
The scene begins to darken as the music box continues to play. The heartbeat stops suddenly as the head turns back around to face the window, and all goes black. Then in red letters, wording appears on the screen.
Who called the Puppet Master?
The words fall to the bottom of the screen like dripping blood, before a sound of a high pitched scream shrills out. Then all is silent.
HA: I am lost for words Henry. I honestly have no idea what has just happened
HE: I’ve just had a message from the back and it would appear they lost control of transmission for a couple of minutes. They have said and this is their words ‘It was like the system had a mind of its own’
HA: I’ve got goose bumps Henry. Let’s go backstage whilst I try to understand exactly what we have just experienced
HE: That match will go down in the legend of 6CW
Suddenly the entire arena falls into complete darkness
HA: WHAT THE…………..
HE: Apologies for this Ladies and Gentlemen, but please stay with us, we will not break with programming whilst the backstage team repair what we hope is a temporary problem
HA: Is it getting colder in here?
HE: Normally I would say don’t be stupid Harold but on this occasion I am going to have to agree with you. This is very strange
Through the darkness the sound of a slow heartbeat is heard. The heartbeat continues for a while before the screen starts to pulsate at every beat and flash bright white that is blinding to those watching. The light begins to fade slightly as the scene of a nursery is shown. The heartbeat still sounds out but it is now intermixed with the tinny tune of a music box.
As the camera slowly moves forward, we see a figure at the end of the room. The figure is sitting on a chair with his back to us and staring out a window. Outside it is night time, and shadows from a tree fall on the wooden floors of the nursery, stretching out like long fingers.
The camera continues to move towards the figure who is still motionless. The camera passes a moving rocking horse and a large dolls house as the heartbeat continues to hold its rhythm. More children’s toys are passed, including the music box that has a tiny ballerina circling on top of it as it plays. Still the camera moves on, getting ever closer to the figure.
Suddenly ghostly shadows of small giggling children move around the toys. They start playing with them, laughing as they do so. The camera turns from side to side to focus on them before returning to look at the far window.
The figure has disappeared.
A piercing scream sounds out and the children vanish into wisps of air. The camera turns round quickly to see a far door being slammed shut by a foreboding tall silhouette. The sound of the heartbeat gets faster as the camera spins round yet again to show the far window.
The figure has returned to his sitting position on the chair.
The heartbeat returns to a more steady rhythm and we notice that the music box is still playing its chiming tune. The camera turns back towards it and we see that the ballerina has been broken off and a hand mark made in blood has been made on the inside of its lid.
The camera returns to show the window and is now right next to the figure, pointing at its back. The heartbeat slows and then fluctuates slightly, before returning to a normal pattern.
The figure’s head then slowly turns round to reveal large white eyes, ringed with red paint. A broad sickening smile is etched on the face with broad black lips. The smile is evil. The smile is deadly.
But the face isn’t human…..
The scene begins to darken as the music box continues to play. The heartbeat stops suddenly as the head turns back around to face the window, and all goes black. Then in red letters, wording appears on the screen.
Who called the Puppet Master?
The words fall to the bottom of the screen like dripping blood, before a sound of a high pitched scream shrills out. Then all is silent.
HA: I am lost for words Henry. I honestly have no idea what has just happened
HE: I’ve just had a message from the back and it would appear they lost control of transmission for a couple of minutes. They have said and this is their words ‘It was like the system had a mind of its own’
HA: I’ve got goose bumps Henry. Let’s go backstage whilst I try to understand exactly what we have just experienced
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 8:02
*Backstage at the office of The Authority
“Come in then Heat!” bellows the voice of Mr Jones as the camera pans from his desk to the office door.
In steps Deep Heat, fully suited with black shirt and black tie, a wad of documents in hand. “Mr Jones, thank you for seeing me tonight”
“Yes, yes, all that niceness can go. Slime on in here Heat, my time is precious, yet so rarely are your ideas.”
Heat sits down in front of Jones. Jones scoffs at him “I didn’t ask you to sit, but carry on. In fact, wait” Jones interrupting Heat whose mouth is open ready to speak “First, I must stress to you how important tonight is. No silly games tonight Heat, we have important business in motion and I can’t have a variable like you standing in the way”
“Yes sir, Mr Jones, the Authority’s success is paramount. Tonight, we will succeed as a powerful core, and I propose an idea to garner such momentum”
“What now? Last time I granted you a meeting like this, at your request, you pitched a “finger-poke” victory for Blade over Enforcer and Conrad to be given the Anarchy Title. Common sense likely to prevail this evening, Heat?”
“Well, I want to continue our dominance. There is a wealth of experience in our ranks, and a core full of fools in this roster who need to be stamped down. I have hatched a way to squash their pitiful resistance in vaster numbers”
Jones smiles “You know, the business of wrestling is still important to me Heat, but some of this resistance could do with fizzling out”
Heat draws out his documents from his hand and presents them over to Mr Jones. “Let us save the possibility of prying ears. Outlined is my plan and its full execution, right here in this dossier.” Heat stands “I shall leave you to read it at your leisure; I know your time is precious”
“Leaving is always one of your greatest decisions. If this pleases me then we’ll talk again”
*The scene fades with Heat leaving the office.
“Come in then Heat!” bellows the voice of Mr Jones as the camera pans from his desk to the office door.
In steps Deep Heat, fully suited with black shirt and black tie, a wad of documents in hand. “Mr Jones, thank you for seeing me tonight”
“Yes, yes, all that niceness can go. Slime on in here Heat, my time is precious, yet so rarely are your ideas.”
Heat sits down in front of Jones. Jones scoffs at him “I didn’t ask you to sit, but carry on. In fact, wait” Jones interrupting Heat whose mouth is open ready to speak “First, I must stress to you how important tonight is. No silly games tonight Heat, we have important business in motion and I can’t have a variable like you standing in the way”
“Yes sir, Mr Jones, the Authority’s success is paramount. Tonight, we will succeed as a powerful core, and I propose an idea to garner such momentum”
“What now? Last time I granted you a meeting like this, at your request, you pitched a “finger-poke” victory for Blade over Enforcer and Conrad to be given the Anarchy Title. Common sense likely to prevail this evening, Heat?”
“Well, I want to continue our dominance. There is a wealth of experience in our ranks, and a core full of fools in this roster who need to be stamped down. I have hatched a way to squash their pitiful resistance in vaster numbers”
Jones smiles “You know, the business of wrestling is still important to me Heat, but some of this resistance could do with fizzling out”
Heat draws out his documents from his hand and presents them over to Mr Jones. “Let us save the possibility of prying ears. Outlined is my plan and its full execution, right here in this dossier.” Heat stands “I shall leave you to read it at your leisure; I know your time is precious”
“Leaving is always one of your greatest decisions. If this pleases me then we’ll talk again”
*The scene fades with Heat leaving the office.
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 8:04
Match 8
Drake vs Daniel Reilly
*The action returns to ringside.
HE: Up next is a match that is borne out of a rivalry that has stemmed from 6CW history
HA: But why is he back now Henry. Reilly has had plenty of opportunities over the years for what he sees as revenge, why now. His sudden re-emergence cannot be a coincidence
The lights around the arena dim to barely lit. Broken Dreams blasts out of the sound system. A hooded figure appears on the stage. Pyro’s erupt around him, high lighting the features of Daniel Reilly as he unzips his hoodie.
HA: Daniel Reilly has arrived. A true 6CW original but one who has probably failed to live up to the expectations of the 6CW fans
HE: They don't like successes Harold. These fans would much prefer if Daniel Reilly had remained a gallant loser but he is a born winner . And pretty soon, you’ll be calling him the winner of this match
HA:Its far too soon to make such a judgement yet Henry. Drake has had some very impressive victories since his return to 6CW and Reilly will inevitably have a little bit of ring rust. I think the deciding factor will be who is the most focused. In a match like this the form book goes out of the window
HE: Well thats my pick right there.
Reilly makes his way down the ramp to a chorus of boos from around the arena. When he reaches the bottom of the ramp, he shoots the bird at a fan and rolls in the ring. In the ring, he climbs the turn buckle and poses. The lights go out completely as “Pieces” by Chase and Status blasts out of the sound system.
HE: Well that's the first mistake, looks like that idiot Drake showed up.
HA: I never doubted that for a second. Drake never backs down from a challenge and maybe you need to remember who this man is, remember he used to sign off on your pay cheques.
HE: Key word there is used to. He was the boss, now he’s not. Now all he does is try to relive his mediocre hay day, while feeding off the mediocre idiot’s he surrounds himself with trying to build an uprising. Uprising it's barely reached a whimper??
HA: Underestimate him at your peril Henry. Drake has been the leader of men before and he knows exactly what it takes to make this company a success
*Henry rolls his eyes
HE: He's got you fooled as well
A spot light shines over head and searches out the arena. It finally stops on a group of fans cheering, as Drake appears. He makes his way through the crowd and hops the barrier.
HA: These fans recognise a true 6CW legend when they see one
HE: Shame Drakes not on the ball though!!
The lights return to full blast as Reilly leaps off the top rope and clatters down on top of Drake with a diving crossbody. Reilly follows up with several grounded punches.
HE: Reillys hot off the mark.
HA: The bell hasn’t even rung yet!
HE: He’s still taking the fight to Drake isn’t he?
Reilly drags Drake to his feet and whips him towards the ring post, Drake reverses the whip and makes Reilly eat the ring post. He rolls Reilly in to the ring and climbs in himself. With both men in the ring, the ref calls for the bell. Reilly returns to his feet and the two exchange rights in the centre of the ring.
Reilly backs off a few steps and looks for a closeline, Drake ducks underneath and comes back at him with one of his own. Drake follows up with a leg drop. Both men scramble back to their feet and lock up. Reilly wins the lock up and lifts Drake for a suplex. Drake shifts his weight and pulls himself back down, reversing it in to one of his own. As Drake lifts Reilly to the half way point, Reilly kicks out with his legs and reverses in to a swinging ddt.
HA: What a series, neither man is giving an inch.
HE: Right now Drakes putting up a good fight but sooner or later Reillys going to take more than an inch.
Reilly bounces off the ropes, he charges across the ring at a the downed Drake and looks for a running leg drop. At the last moment Drake rolls out the way and quickly to his feet. With Reilly in the seated position, Drake boots him in the face, follows up an elbow and a leg drop of his own.
Drake goes for the cover, before the ref can count to one, Reilly kicks out. Drake returns to his feet and drags Reilly up. Reilly escapes Drakes grasp and whips him to the corner.
HA: This has started at an incredible pace!
HE: Playing into the hands of Reilly
Reilly follows him in and delivers a running drop kick. As Drake slopes down the in the corner, Reilly stomps a mud hole and uses his foot to hold Drakes face against the rope.
The ref steps in and starts to count
1
2
3
HA: Reillys going to have to break before the ref calls the five.
HE: We all know that captain obvious.
The ref counts to five before pulling Reilly off Drake. Reilly turns to argue with the ref.
HA: Reilly's battles with Authority continuing , when will he learn??
HE: Very funny
Drake quickly takes advantage scrambling to his feet and nailing a German suplex. Drake is the first back to his feet and the ref asks if he’s ok, Reilly rises on to his knees and pushes Drake in to the ref sending him hurtling to the mat.
HA: That was dirty trick, I’d expect no less from a solider of the Authority.
HE: He's an associate and for what it's worth the Authority don't cheat they make the rules
Drake checks on the ref quickly but then returns his attention to Reilly who is vertical
HE: Drake taking too long
Reilly kicks Drake in the gut and nails him with a spine buster. With Drake down, Reilly rolls to the outside and grabs a chair.
HA: Somebody do something
HE: It's for the ref to call it as he sees it
HA: He's lying face down on the mat!
HE: Bad positional sense then
Reilly slides back in to the ring and waits for Drake to get back up.
HA: This isn't going to end well
Drake slowly gets up on to his knees and Reilly looks to bring the chair down on to his skull but, Drake catches the chair, using all his strength Drake pushes the chair back in to Reilly’s face.
CROWD: YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHH!!
Reilly hits the mat, Drake holds the chair in his hands. He looks at the chair and down at Reilly.
HA: Do it, teach that SOB a lesson
HE: Who's cheating now
Drake shakes his head and throws the chair to the mat, he backs up in to the corner and crouches down. He beckons for Reilly to get up, the groggy ref starts to stagger to his feet as Reilly also starts to rouse
HA: SPEAR!!!!
HE:NOOOOOO!!!
As Drake looks for the spear, Reilly throws the ref in his path.
HE: Where do we get these weak referees?
HA: You try taking a spear from a 275 pound man.
Drake tries to check that the ref is ok
HA: Keep your head in the game Drake
With Drakes back turned Reilly has retrieved the steel chair. CRACKKKKKKKKK!!!!
Reilly slams the chair down on the back of Drake and follows up with the back of the skull.
CROWD: OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
With Drake lying prone on the mat Reilly continues to lay waste to him with the steel chair. He turns Drake over and places the steel chair on his face. Reilly smiles and nails a leg drop on to the chair and Drake’s face. Reilly covers him and counts the three
HE: And Reilly has the match won.
HA: Doesn’t matter if Reilly can count past three, if the ref can’t it doesn’t count.What does he expect he knocked the ref down!!
Reilly looks over at the downed ref and is clearly frustrated. He wakes the ref who starts to recover.
The ref begins a groggy count…….
1…….
2….
CROWD:YEEEEEEEEEAAAAHHHHH!
As the refs hand comes down for a third time Drake kicks out.
HA: There's the fight!!
Reilly pounds the floor in frustration he drags Drake to his feet and sends him back down with a powerbomb. Reilly heads to the corner and climbs to the top. He leaps from the ropes looking for a frog splash.
HE: Finishing with an exclamation mark
HA: Drake saw him coming
As the King of the Street comes down from the turnbuckle Drake, brings his knees up into the midsection of his rival. Both men lie on the mat trying to catch their breath. The ref who has finally got back to his feet starts to count as both men, slowly begin to return to theirs.
HA: What impact!!!
As Reilly gets back to his feet, out of nowhere Drake from a kneeling position, hits the spear and covers…
Ref:......1
...............2
HE: KICK OUT
The referee signals the two count to Drake who rises with his back to Reilly
HA: BEHIND YOU!!
Reilly creeps in behind and locks his hands around Drakes waist. He lifts him through the air, nailing a German Suplex. He pulls Drake up and looks for a second but Drake rolls behind and nails one of his own.
HA: Both men are masters of the German suplex, we could see a series of trade offs.
HE: Or not.
Drake pulls Reilly back to his feet for a second suplex. As he lifts Reilly into the air Reilly, shifts his weight turning it to a crossbody.
HA: WHAT AGILITY
Reilly is up on his feet and he leaps to the corner, top rope but Drake is quickly after him.
HE: CAT AND MOUSE
Drake unleashes rights and lefts to Reilly's temple. Drake steps up to the top rope and punches him in the gut
HA: SUPERPLEX!
Both men crash to the mat as the ref checks on them Reilly slowly starts to crawl towards the steel chair lying in the corner of the ring. As he reaches it and places a hand on it, Drake stamps down on it from behind and he kicks the chair away to the outside. Drake drags Reilly to his feet and boots him in the midsection and pulls his head under his arm. He flicks Reilly's arm over his head and lifts him up in the air.
HE: No! Not that!
HA: JACKHAMMER HE GOT HIM!!
Drake brings Reilly down with a crushing jackhammer and goes for the pin….....
1…
2…
kickout.
HA: So Close
HE: But not close enough
Drake gets back to his feet and stands over Reilly who is trying to use Drake to help him pull up to his feet. Reilly looks dead on his feet, this is where the ring rust starts to affect him. Drake lifts Reilly to his feet and whips him to the corner. Reilly clatters in to the turnbuckle face first and the ring shakes with the impact. With Reilly slumped with his face in the top turnbuckle Drake charges in behind him and leaps in to the air landing a stinger splash.
HA: This one looks like it could be over very soon
HE: Say it isn’t so.
Drake backs up and allows Reilly to stumble out of the corner.
CROWD: YEEEEEEEAAAAHHHHH
Drake locks in a rear naked choke.
HA: He's got it locked in tight
Reilly fights and struggles against the move
HE: Come on Daniel, fight it
Reilly is desperately scrambling he tries to reach the ropes
HE: Nearly there, one more step
As Reilly stretches his hand out to grasp the rope, Drake drags him back in to the centre of the ring and pulls Reilly to the floor wrapping his legs round his waist
HA: No escape now
Drakes eyes are open wild and he's screaming at Reilly to quit, Reilly is frantically clawing at his neck trying to release the hold
HE: Is this hold legal?
Reilly's eyes roll in to the back of his head and his head slumps forward.
The ref lifts his hand into the air and lets it drop the crowd count with the referee
1
He waits for a moment before lifting his arm again
2
HA: If the hand drops one more time, this one is over and it’s looking likely.
HE: Don’t speak too soon… Hello beautiful.
HA: What is she doing here?
As the ref lifts Reilly’s hand a third time, Kelsey Callihan comes skipping out on to the stage and down the ramp.
HA: Keep your concentration Drake you've got this won
Kelsey climbs the steps and the referee immediately turns his focus to her as she starts to walk back and forth on the apron.Drake who has now released the hold on Reilly is standing open mouthed
D: What the hell do you want?
*Kelsey is smiling as the ref asks her to go backstage
HA: She has no reason to be out here but Drake needs to ignore her and deal with the job in hand
HE: Too late
With Drake stood facing the ropes Reilly bursts in to action and rolls Drake up in to a school boy pin, the ref slides in to position and begins the count…........
HA: Not like this!!
1…...
2…
3!
The ref rolls over and signals for the bell. As the bell sounds, Broken Dreams blasts out of the sound system and Reilly rolls to the arena floor with his arms lifted in celebration, he nods at Kelsey who winks knowingly back
HE: I told you Reilly was going to win.
HA: But why like this. What is Kelsey playing at?
HE: When at war, take every advantage.
Back in the ring Drake, reeling from the loss is sat in the centre of the ring shaking his head, Kelsey is still on the apron and she is laughing.
HA: Kelsey better be careful, Drake looks like a man on the edge
Drake gets back to his feet and gets into Kelsey’s face.
D: You think that's funny!!!
You think all your little games are clever???
Kelsey is still laughing and she blows Drake a kiss
HE: OH MY GOD!!!!!
Drakes snaps and pulls Kelsey over the ropes and into the ring by her hair. Kelsey is kicking and screaming as Drake stands furiously over her, his hand round her throat
HE: He can’t do that!
HA: Kelsey shouldn't have got herself involved in the match but Drake is going too far now
HE: Somebody needs to stop this!
Drake is tightening his grip as Kelsey struggles for air her legs flail helplessly as the crowd watch in stunned silence
HE: FINALLY!
As Kelsey's eyes start to close Drake is knocked down from behind, Drake turns to fight back but stops still in his tracks
HA: Oh my God That's his own brother Oliver Keane has come to Kelsey's rescue
Drake is staring at his brother stunned as he cradles the lifeless body of Kelsey
D: WHY????
Keane is stroking her cheek as he looks at his brother with silent fury
Drake shakes his head angrily and rolls out of the ring storming up the ramp leaving his brother holding Kelsey tenderly in the ring.
HA: What have we just witnessed? Has Keane picked Kelsey over his own brother, what does this mean for the uprising?
Is Keane with the Authority now?
HE: Love will conquer all Harold even your measly revolution
HA: I'm stunned, we'll be right back
Drake vs Daniel Reilly
*The action returns to ringside.
HE: Up next is a match that is borne out of a rivalry that has stemmed from 6CW history
HA: But why is he back now Henry. Reilly has had plenty of opportunities over the years for what he sees as revenge, why now. His sudden re-emergence cannot be a coincidence
The lights around the arena dim to barely lit. Broken Dreams blasts out of the sound system. A hooded figure appears on the stage. Pyro’s erupt around him, high lighting the features of Daniel Reilly as he unzips his hoodie.
HA: Daniel Reilly has arrived. A true 6CW original but one who has probably failed to live up to the expectations of the 6CW fans
HE: They don't like successes Harold. These fans would much prefer if Daniel Reilly had remained a gallant loser but he is a born winner . And pretty soon, you’ll be calling him the winner of this match
HA:Its far too soon to make such a judgement yet Henry. Drake has had some very impressive victories since his return to 6CW and Reilly will inevitably have a little bit of ring rust. I think the deciding factor will be who is the most focused. In a match like this the form book goes out of the window
HE: Well thats my pick right there.
Reilly makes his way down the ramp to a chorus of boos from around the arena. When he reaches the bottom of the ramp, he shoots the bird at a fan and rolls in the ring. In the ring, he climbs the turn buckle and poses. The lights go out completely as “Pieces” by Chase and Status blasts out of the sound system.
HE: Well that's the first mistake, looks like that idiot Drake showed up.
HA: I never doubted that for a second. Drake never backs down from a challenge and maybe you need to remember who this man is, remember he used to sign off on your pay cheques.
HE: Key word there is used to. He was the boss, now he’s not. Now all he does is try to relive his mediocre hay day, while feeding off the mediocre idiot’s he surrounds himself with trying to build an uprising. Uprising it's barely reached a whimper??
HA: Underestimate him at your peril Henry. Drake has been the leader of men before and he knows exactly what it takes to make this company a success
*Henry rolls his eyes
HE: He's got you fooled as well
A spot light shines over head and searches out the arena. It finally stops on a group of fans cheering, as Drake appears. He makes his way through the crowd and hops the barrier.
HA: These fans recognise a true 6CW legend when they see one
HE: Shame Drakes not on the ball though!!
The lights return to full blast as Reilly leaps off the top rope and clatters down on top of Drake with a diving crossbody. Reilly follows up with several grounded punches.
HE: Reillys hot off the mark.
HA: The bell hasn’t even rung yet!
HE: He’s still taking the fight to Drake isn’t he?
Reilly drags Drake to his feet and whips him towards the ring post, Drake reverses the whip and makes Reilly eat the ring post. He rolls Reilly in to the ring and climbs in himself. With both men in the ring, the ref calls for the bell. Reilly returns to his feet and the two exchange rights in the centre of the ring.
Reilly backs off a few steps and looks for a closeline, Drake ducks underneath and comes back at him with one of his own. Drake follows up with a leg drop. Both men scramble back to their feet and lock up. Reilly wins the lock up and lifts Drake for a suplex. Drake shifts his weight and pulls himself back down, reversing it in to one of his own. As Drake lifts Reilly to the half way point, Reilly kicks out with his legs and reverses in to a swinging ddt.
HA: What a series, neither man is giving an inch.
HE: Right now Drakes putting up a good fight but sooner or later Reillys going to take more than an inch.
Reilly bounces off the ropes, he charges across the ring at a the downed Drake and looks for a running leg drop. At the last moment Drake rolls out the way and quickly to his feet. With Reilly in the seated position, Drake boots him in the face, follows up an elbow and a leg drop of his own.
Drake goes for the cover, before the ref can count to one, Reilly kicks out. Drake returns to his feet and drags Reilly up. Reilly escapes Drakes grasp and whips him to the corner.
HA: This has started at an incredible pace!
HE: Playing into the hands of Reilly
Reilly follows him in and delivers a running drop kick. As Drake slopes down the in the corner, Reilly stomps a mud hole and uses his foot to hold Drakes face against the rope.
The ref steps in and starts to count
1
2
3
HA: Reillys going to have to break before the ref calls the five.
HE: We all know that captain obvious.
The ref counts to five before pulling Reilly off Drake. Reilly turns to argue with the ref.
HA: Reilly's battles with Authority continuing , when will he learn??
HE: Very funny
Drake quickly takes advantage scrambling to his feet and nailing a German suplex. Drake is the first back to his feet and the ref asks if he’s ok, Reilly rises on to his knees and pushes Drake in to the ref sending him hurtling to the mat.
HA: That was dirty trick, I’d expect no less from a solider of the Authority.
HE: He's an associate and for what it's worth the Authority don't cheat they make the rules
Drake checks on the ref quickly but then returns his attention to Reilly who is vertical
HE: Drake taking too long
Reilly kicks Drake in the gut and nails him with a spine buster. With Drake down, Reilly rolls to the outside and grabs a chair.
HA: Somebody do something
HE: It's for the ref to call it as he sees it
HA: He's lying face down on the mat!
HE: Bad positional sense then
Reilly slides back in to the ring and waits for Drake to get back up.
HA: This isn't going to end well
Drake slowly gets up on to his knees and Reilly looks to bring the chair down on to his skull but, Drake catches the chair, using all his strength Drake pushes the chair back in to Reilly’s face.
CROWD: YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHH!!
Reilly hits the mat, Drake holds the chair in his hands. He looks at the chair and down at Reilly.
HA: Do it, teach that SOB a lesson
HE: Who's cheating now
Drake shakes his head and throws the chair to the mat, he backs up in to the corner and crouches down. He beckons for Reilly to get up, the groggy ref starts to stagger to his feet as Reilly also starts to rouse
HA: SPEAR!!!!
HE:NOOOOOO!!!
As Drake looks for the spear, Reilly throws the ref in his path.
HE: Where do we get these weak referees?
HA: You try taking a spear from a 275 pound man.
Drake tries to check that the ref is ok
HA: Keep your head in the game Drake
With Drakes back turned Reilly has retrieved the steel chair. CRACKKKKKKKKK!!!!
Reilly slams the chair down on the back of Drake and follows up with the back of the skull.
CROWD: OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
With Drake lying prone on the mat Reilly continues to lay waste to him with the steel chair. He turns Drake over and places the steel chair on his face. Reilly smiles and nails a leg drop on to the chair and Drake’s face. Reilly covers him and counts the three
HE: And Reilly has the match won.
HA: Doesn’t matter if Reilly can count past three, if the ref can’t it doesn’t count.What does he expect he knocked the ref down!!
Reilly looks over at the downed ref and is clearly frustrated. He wakes the ref who starts to recover.
The ref begins a groggy count…….
1…….
2….
CROWD:YEEEEEEEEEAAAAHHHHH!
As the refs hand comes down for a third time Drake kicks out.
HA: There's the fight!!
Reilly pounds the floor in frustration he drags Drake to his feet and sends him back down with a powerbomb. Reilly heads to the corner and climbs to the top. He leaps from the ropes looking for a frog splash.
HE: Finishing with an exclamation mark
HA: Drake saw him coming
As the King of the Street comes down from the turnbuckle Drake, brings his knees up into the midsection of his rival. Both men lie on the mat trying to catch their breath. The ref who has finally got back to his feet starts to count as both men, slowly begin to return to theirs.
HA: What impact!!!
As Reilly gets back to his feet, out of nowhere Drake from a kneeling position, hits the spear and covers…
Ref:......1
...............2
HE: KICK OUT
The referee signals the two count to Drake who rises with his back to Reilly
HA: BEHIND YOU!!
Reilly creeps in behind and locks his hands around Drakes waist. He lifts him through the air, nailing a German Suplex. He pulls Drake up and looks for a second but Drake rolls behind and nails one of his own.
HA: Both men are masters of the German suplex, we could see a series of trade offs.
HE: Or not.
Drake pulls Reilly back to his feet for a second suplex. As he lifts Reilly into the air Reilly, shifts his weight turning it to a crossbody.
HA: WHAT AGILITY
Reilly is up on his feet and he leaps to the corner, top rope but Drake is quickly after him.
HE: CAT AND MOUSE
Drake unleashes rights and lefts to Reilly's temple. Drake steps up to the top rope and punches him in the gut
HA: SUPERPLEX!
Both men crash to the mat as the ref checks on them Reilly slowly starts to crawl towards the steel chair lying in the corner of the ring. As he reaches it and places a hand on it, Drake stamps down on it from behind and he kicks the chair away to the outside. Drake drags Reilly to his feet and boots him in the midsection and pulls his head under his arm. He flicks Reilly's arm over his head and lifts him up in the air.
HE: No! Not that!
HA: JACKHAMMER HE GOT HIM!!
Drake brings Reilly down with a crushing jackhammer and goes for the pin….....
1…
2…
kickout.
HA: So Close
HE: But not close enough
Drake gets back to his feet and stands over Reilly who is trying to use Drake to help him pull up to his feet. Reilly looks dead on his feet, this is where the ring rust starts to affect him. Drake lifts Reilly to his feet and whips him to the corner. Reilly clatters in to the turnbuckle face first and the ring shakes with the impact. With Reilly slumped with his face in the top turnbuckle Drake charges in behind him and leaps in to the air landing a stinger splash.
HA: This one looks like it could be over very soon
HE: Say it isn’t so.
Drake backs up and allows Reilly to stumble out of the corner.
CROWD: YEEEEEEEAAAAHHHHH
Drake locks in a rear naked choke.
HA: He's got it locked in tight
Reilly fights and struggles against the move
HE: Come on Daniel, fight it
Reilly is desperately scrambling he tries to reach the ropes
HE: Nearly there, one more step
As Reilly stretches his hand out to grasp the rope, Drake drags him back in to the centre of the ring and pulls Reilly to the floor wrapping his legs round his waist
HA: No escape now
Drakes eyes are open wild and he's screaming at Reilly to quit, Reilly is frantically clawing at his neck trying to release the hold
HE: Is this hold legal?
Reilly's eyes roll in to the back of his head and his head slumps forward.
The ref lifts his hand into the air and lets it drop the crowd count with the referee
1
He waits for a moment before lifting his arm again
2
HA: If the hand drops one more time, this one is over and it’s looking likely.
HE: Don’t speak too soon… Hello beautiful.
HA: What is she doing here?
As the ref lifts Reilly’s hand a third time, Kelsey Callihan comes skipping out on to the stage and down the ramp.
HA: Keep your concentration Drake you've got this won
Kelsey climbs the steps and the referee immediately turns his focus to her as she starts to walk back and forth on the apron.Drake who has now released the hold on Reilly is standing open mouthed
D: What the hell do you want?
*Kelsey is smiling as the ref asks her to go backstage
HA: She has no reason to be out here but Drake needs to ignore her and deal with the job in hand
HE: Too late
With Drake stood facing the ropes Reilly bursts in to action and rolls Drake up in to a school boy pin, the ref slides in to position and begins the count…........
HA: Not like this!!
1…...
2…
3!
The ref rolls over and signals for the bell. As the bell sounds, Broken Dreams blasts out of the sound system and Reilly rolls to the arena floor with his arms lifted in celebration, he nods at Kelsey who winks knowingly back
HE: I told you Reilly was going to win.
HA: But why like this. What is Kelsey playing at?
HE: When at war, take every advantage.
Back in the ring Drake, reeling from the loss is sat in the centre of the ring shaking his head, Kelsey is still on the apron and she is laughing.
HA: Kelsey better be careful, Drake looks like a man on the edge
Drake gets back to his feet and gets into Kelsey’s face.
D: You think that's funny!!!
You think all your little games are clever???
Kelsey is still laughing and she blows Drake a kiss
HE: OH MY GOD!!!!!
Drakes snaps and pulls Kelsey over the ropes and into the ring by her hair. Kelsey is kicking and screaming as Drake stands furiously over her, his hand round her throat
HE: He can’t do that!
HA: Kelsey shouldn't have got herself involved in the match but Drake is going too far now
HE: Somebody needs to stop this!
Drake is tightening his grip as Kelsey struggles for air her legs flail helplessly as the crowd watch in stunned silence
HE: FINALLY!
As Kelsey's eyes start to close Drake is knocked down from behind, Drake turns to fight back but stops still in his tracks
HA: Oh my God That's his own brother Oliver Keane has come to Kelsey's rescue
Drake is staring at his brother stunned as he cradles the lifeless body of Kelsey
D: WHY????
Keane is stroking her cheek as he looks at his brother with silent fury
Drake shakes his head angrily and rolls out of the ring storming up the ramp leaving his brother holding Kelsey tenderly in the ring.
HA: What have we just witnessed? Has Keane picked Kelsey over his own brother, what does this mean for the uprising?
Is Keane with the Authority now?
HE: Love will conquer all Harold even your measly revolution
HA: I'm stunned, we'll be right back
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 8:06
*Tyler Roth is sat backstage with Drake Callihan
DC: You ready?
*Tyler narrows his eyes
TR: You really asking me that question Drake. Don’t tell me you’re having doubts?
*Drake laughs nervously
DC: Of course not. It’s just…..
*Roth shakes his head
TR: JONES!! Why do you listen to that step brother of yours? He doesn’t get this business. You know what it takes to be the best. He’s making you question your judgement
DC: He’s under pressure. He looks at this from a business perspective, there’s a lot riding on this being a success. You don’t understand the stress he’s under
TR: You’re I don’t understand Drake; you have complete control of 6CW. Why is there such pressure on winning the belt now?
*Drake shakes his head
DC: Does it matter why?
*All that matters is that we need that belt. We need you to win that belt. Understand?
*Roth nods his head
TR: Loud and clear
(Scene ends)
DC: You ready?
*Tyler narrows his eyes
TR: You really asking me that question Drake. Don’t tell me you’re having doubts?
*Drake laughs nervously
DC: Of course not. It’s just…..
*Roth shakes his head
TR: JONES!! Why do you listen to that step brother of yours? He doesn’t get this business. You know what it takes to be the best. He’s making you question your judgement
DC: He’s under pressure. He looks at this from a business perspective, there’s a lot riding on this being a success. You don’t understand the stress he’s under
TR: You’re I don’t understand Drake; you have complete control of 6CW. Why is there such pressure on winning the belt now?
*Drake shakes his head
DC: Does it matter why?
*All that matters is that we need that belt. We need you to win that belt. Understand?
*Roth nods his head
TR: Loud and clear
(Scene ends)
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 8:06
*Tim Allen is backstage stood Emmy
TA: Emmy, I appreciate that right now must be a very stressful time for you but we were after a few words
*Emmy appears close to tears
E: I don’t know what to do Tim. Liam won’t listen; he thinks he needs to prove a point, that Thunder is challenging his honour or something. I can’t get through to either of them. I really thought they would see sense before we got to this point
TA: It would appear then that The Authority has won
*Emmy looks confused
TA: This may have all started with an error of judgement from Thunder but from that moment on it has been a master stroke of manipulation from The Authority. They have continually played Thunder and Viper against one another. Leading us to this moment tonight
I bet Mr. Jones and Drake Callihan are sat in their office with huge smiles on their faces, congratulating themselves on a job well done
*Emmy stares at the camera for a second before running back towards the locker room
TA: Emmy, I appreciate that right now must be a very stressful time for you but we were after a few words
*Emmy appears close to tears
E: I don’t know what to do Tim. Liam won’t listen; he thinks he needs to prove a point, that Thunder is challenging his honour or something. I can’t get through to either of them. I really thought they would see sense before we got to this point
TA: It would appear then that The Authority has won
*Emmy looks confused
TA: This may have all started with an error of judgement from Thunder but from that moment on it has been a master stroke of manipulation from The Authority. They have continually played Thunder and Viper against one another. Leading us to this moment tonight
I bet Mr. Jones and Drake Callihan are sat in their office with huge smiles on their faces, congratulating themselves on a job well done
*Emmy stares at the camera for a second before running back towards the locker room
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 8:07
Match 9
2 out of 3 falls
“The Viper” Liam Wood vs Thunder
Crowd: 6C-Dub x10
HA: It has been an incredible night so far here at Revolution, 6CW has taken the bar and risen it to a height I could never imagine….but we are not done, no sir, this is far from over yet…
HE: The Phones4U Arena is rocking, this crowd in Manchester is electric and they want more….lucky for them, 6CW is prepared to offer much more….
Ding ding
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a TWO OUT OF THREE FALLS MATCH!
*Crowd pop
Ring Announcer: The object of this contest is to win two of the allotted three falls….the first superstar to do so will be victorious. The first fall, is a submission only fall….the second fall, is a five count pinfalls only fall……and the third fall, if necessary, will be a pure wrestling match where victory can be obtained by pinfall, submission, countout or disqualification!
HA: We’ve got the rules, Henry, and now it is time for the match…
HE: Arguably the most anticipated match of the evening….the best of friends are now the worst of enemies, tonight they settle their differences…
HA: At one time these two were seemingly inseparable….but jealousy has clouded their judgement, they have allowed desire and hunger to get in the way of their friendship…tonight they aim to prove who the better man really is…
The lights in the arena cut out and then smoke begins to billow through the entranceway and out onto the stage. A green laser cuts through the darkness before green pyros begin to erupt across the stage. The fans are making a great amount of noise as “Heroes are hard to find” blasts out and then Thunder walks out onto the stage….
HA: The honest man…..the man who believes that everything he has done was with the desire to help out his friend…
HE: But he cost Wood the world championship….it doesn’t matter what he thinks, it doesn’t change facts…
HA: No it doesn’t but Thunder has admitted his mistakes, has apologised for them…but he believes Liam Wood has been turned by the “machine”….that his former best friend is now beyond control, his ego spiralling to a mass level…..Thunder did not want this fight but he sees no other way to make his friend see the error of his ways…
Thunder stands on the stage with a determined look on his face before tapping his heart three times and then makes his way down the ramp. He tags the hands of the fans who reach over the barricade and then he climbs up onto the apron and into the ring. Thunder takes to all corners to pose for his audience before turning his attention back to the entrance…
HA: A very even crowd tonight in Manchester….the 6CW Universe adore both of these competitors….but there are those who side with Thunder, those who side with Liam Wood…..only one of these men can leave tonight as a winner….but who will it be?
Thunder continues to wait for his opponent as the noise levels in the arena continue to grow. The fans await “666” but it doesn’t play out, instead the lights dim down and then…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eN3gWgB4NZ0
HE: What the…?
Liam Wood comes walking out onto the stage wearing sky blue trunks and a towel over his shoulder. He looks from one side of the crowd to the other, chewing gum as he does so, and then he spits his gum into the air and swats it away with his right hand. The audience are applauding as Wood spins on the spot and holds his arms out in the air.
HA: Folks, for those of you who don’t know, this is a fantastic show of respect for the late, great “Mr Perfect” Curt Hennig……Liam Wood idolised Hennig during his prime and tonight he is doffing his cap to a man who inspired him to become a pro-wrestler…..Wood did something similar in EWF if I recall when he paid tribute to the “Macho Man” Randy Savage….this is a really brilliant moment…
Wood tags the hands of the fans as he walks down into the aisleway and then he removes the towel from around his neck and throws it into the audience. He takes his time and does a full lap of the ring before climbing up the steps and through the ropes. Thunder nods in acknowledgement of Wood’s tribute…
HE: A nice touch by Wood but he needs to remember that this is a 2 out of 3 falls match and parading around like someone he isn’t will not win him this bout….
HA: I agree that Wood needs to keep his focus on Thunder and nobody else….Thunder feels like he has something to prove tonight, that makes him more dangerous than ever before…Liam Wood will need his absolute best…
HE: These men know each other so well, the difference in this fight could be who is better at surprising the opposition…
The referee stands in between both men and he gives them both a talking to before checking them over for concealed weapons. Thunder and Wood’s eyes are locked purely on each other as the referee declares himself satisfied and then steps away to call for the bell, drawing a huge roar from the crowd in attendance.
HA: First fall out of a potential three….Liam Wood versus Thunder….
HE: And the only way to win this first fall is via submission…..
HA: That is correct…no pinfalls in this opening exchange, which man can force his opponent to submit?
Wood and Thunder slowly feel each other and then move toward the centre of the ring for a lockup. They both push for the upperhand but neither is willing to back up an inch…
HE: Looks like a stalemate…
HA: Both men know what the other is thinking…
Wood starts to press Thunder onto the backfoot but Thunder digs his heel into the canvass and starts to push back, putting Viper at a disadvantage. The jockeying continues for a full minute until Wood spins to the side and places Thunder in a headlock…
HA: Liam Wood has the very first piece of offense on his ledger…
Thunder is quick to back up against the ropes and then he shoots Wood across the ring. Viper comes back and Thunder looks for a clothesline but Wood ducks underneath and carries on running to the opposite side…
HE: Big boot!
Thunder ducks under the kick as Wood returns and then looks for a hiptoss but Wood lands out on his feet. Wood then twists Thunder’s right arm but Thunder rolls forward and then stands up to twist Wood’s arm before lifting him into a back suplex…
HA: Fantastic…
Wood is able to roll over the back of Thunder’s shoulder and then he waistlocks his opponent for a German suplex but Thunder spins out and looks for a standing monkey flip…
HE: Counter after counter…
Wood looks to be going airborne but he kicks his feet and lands back on the mat before using his strength to pick Thunder up off the deck…
HA: All the way up….powerbomb!
Thunder jumps out the back of the powerbomb and then he runs the ropes as Wood turns around….
HE: They still can’t land anything…
Thunder comes running back but Wood leapfrogs over his head and then waits for Thunder to return from the opposite side before he flapjacks him into the air…
HA: He rolled over…
Thunder rolls down Wood’s back and into a pinning combo but the referee tells him no pinfalls. Thunder quickly tries to grab Wood’s legs and synch in a sharpshooter but Wood uses his leg strength to throw Thunder across the ring…
HA: Huge round of applause from the crowd here in the Phones4U arena, they know that they are witnessing two men at their absolute best…
Thunder is kneeling in the corner as Wood begins to get back to his feet in the middle of the ring. Both men are locked eyes before they walk back to the centre and begin to circle each other once again…
HE: So far neither man has been able to garner any sort of control…
They lockup again and this time Wood spins around the back and swipes Thunder’s legs out from under him. He grabs Thunder’s right leg and lifts it off the ground before slamming his knee back down into the canvass….Wood then grabs the leg again and he drops knee into the thigh before trying to turn Thunder over into a single-legged Boston crab…
HA: Thunder will not want to get caught this early…
Thunder reaches up and grabs Wood’s head before driving hard punches into his face, knocking him back into the corner. Thunder then gets up and he runs in with a diving splash but Wood catches him in his grip and walks him out…
HE: Bearhug…
Wood tries to gain full control but Thunder is able to free his hands and he catches his opponent with a sharp left to the eye, breaking the hold. Wood falls away to the ropes and Thunder quickly runs in to greet him with a shining wizard before pulling him out and lifting him into a suplex…
HA: Wood with a nice float-over….RUSSIAN…
Wood lands behind Thunder and looks for a Russian legsweep but Thunder rolls forwards and he pulls Wood to the mat and synches in a kneebar…
HE: That is a great counter…
HA: Not if your Liam Wood…..brilliant work by Thunder…
Thunder keeps his legs tight around the knee of Wood and then stretches back to heighten the pressure. The referee is quick down to ask of Viper wants to quit but he shakes his head and tries to drag himself back to the ropes…
HA: Both men have an excellent ground game, well versed in submission holds….but who will have the better knowledge?
HE: This isn’t about knowledge….this is about who can perform better under pressure…
Thunder lifts himself off the ground slightly to increase the pain that Wood is feeling and he pulls with his own legs to damage the knee of Viper further. The referee continues to ask Wood if he wants to submit but he refuses and then pulls himself close enough to the ropes to grab hold of the bottom…
HA: Wood has the rope break….
HE: And Thunder is quick to release….too much of a gentlemen for my liking, utilise that five count
Thunder gets back to his feet and he grabs Wood’s legs to pull him back to the centre of the ring but Viper seizes Thunder’s shoulders and pulls him back, sending Thunder through the ropes to the outside of the ring.
HA: That will give Liam Wood a much needed breather…
Wood punches the feeling back into his knee and then struggles up to his feet as Thunder clambers back up onto the apron. Wood comes close to the ropes and tries to grab his opponent’s head but Thunder ducks through the middle rope and shoulder thrusts Viper in the gut…
HE: SPRINGBOARD…OH MY!
Wood stumbles away and Thunder springboards over the ropes for an aerial assault but Viper catches him on his shoulders and then spins him around in a sickening sit-down powerbomb. Wood rolls out and grabs Thunder’s legs…
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
HA: Figure four leglock is locked in…..Thunder in trouble now…
Wood wraps his legs into place and then he falls back into the mat, sending shooting pain right up the legs of his opponent. Thunder is thrashing wildly and driving his arms into the mat as he tries to desperately pull himself free…
HE: One of the deadliest holds in the book…..so much pressure on the legs of Thunder right now…
Thunder is rubbing his temples as he tries to block out the pain but Wood continues to wrench back and out pressure on his opponent. The referee is asking if Thunder if he wants to give it up but he shakes his head and then tries to turn himself over…
HA: If Thunder can reverse the positions then it is going to be Liam Wood feeling the pressure of the situation….
The crowd are split as Thunder pushes his knuckles down into the canvass and slowly he begins to arch his body so that he turns on his side. Wood is doing everything he can to stay in position but Thunder is resilient and finally he is able to turn on his stomach…
HE: He did it….now Viper’s in trouble….
Wood’s face is now contorted in pain and he is the one being asked if he wants to quit. He vigorously shakes his head and is then able to pull his legs free of Thunder’s grip…
HA: Already the legs of Liam Wood have taken some damage…
HE: That is the area for Thunder to keep his focus…
Wood crawls to the corner and starts to get back up to his feet as Thunder does the same on the opposite side of the ring. Thunder walks into the corner but Wood kicks out and lands to the stomach and then follows up with solid right hands…
HA: Wood needs to fight his way back in….get Thunder to respect what he can do…
Thunder rocks back toward the centre but then he just jumps into the air and scores with a fantastic dropkick to the face, knocking Wood down. They get back up and Thunder quickly moves for the leg again but Wood is able to drive his elbow down into the back of his rival’s neck and then he pulls him in close…
HE: VIPER DRIVER!
Thunder counters the pedigree by swiping Wood’s legs and then he turns him over into Cloverleaf in the middle of the ring…
HA: Not what Wood wanted….exactly what Thunder was looking for…
2 out of 3 falls
“The Viper” Liam Wood vs Thunder
Crowd: 6C-Dub x10
HA: It has been an incredible night so far here at Revolution, 6CW has taken the bar and risen it to a height I could never imagine….but we are not done, no sir, this is far from over yet…
HE: The Phones4U Arena is rocking, this crowd in Manchester is electric and they want more….lucky for them, 6CW is prepared to offer much more….
Ding ding
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a TWO OUT OF THREE FALLS MATCH!
*Crowd pop
Ring Announcer: The object of this contest is to win two of the allotted three falls….the first superstar to do so will be victorious. The first fall, is a submission only fall….the second fall, is a five count pinfalls only fall……and the third fall, if necessary, will be a pure wrestling match where victory can be obtained by pinfall, submission, countout or disqualification!
HA: We’ve got the rules, Henry, and now it is time for the match…
HE: Arguably the most anticipated match of the evening….the best of friends are now the worst of enemies, tonight they settle their differences…
HA: At one time these two were seemingly inseparable….but jealousy has clouded their judgement, they have allowed desire and hunger to get in the way of their friendship…tonight they aim to prove who the better man really is…
The lights in the arena cut out and then smoke begins to billow through the entranceway and out onto the stage. A green laser cuts through the darkness before green pyros begin to erupt across the stage. The fans are making a great amount of noise as “Heroes are hard to find” blasts out and then Thunder walks out onto the stage….
HA: The honest man…..the man who believes that everything he has done was with the desire to help out his friend…
HE: But he cost Wood the world championship….it doesn’t matter what he thinks, it doesn’t change facts…
HA: No it doesn’t but Thunder has admitted his mistakes, has apologised for them…but he believes Liam Wood has been turned by the “machine”….that his former best friend is now beyond control, his ego spiralling to a mass level…..Thunder did not want this fight but he sees no other way to make his friend see the error of his ways…
Thunder stands on the stage with a determined look on his face before tapping his heart three times and then makes his way down the ramp. He tags the hands of the fans who reach over the barricade and then he climbs up onto the apron and into the ring. Thunder takes to all corners to pose for his audience before turning his attention back to the entrance…
HA: A very even crowd tonight in Manchester….the 6CW Universe adore both of these competitors….but there are those who side with Thunder, those who side with Liam Wood…..only one of these men can leave tonight as a winner….but who will it be?
Thunder continues to wait for his opponent as the noise levels in the arena continue to grow. The fans await “666” but it doesn’t play out, instead the lights dim down and then…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eN3gWgB4NZ0
HE: What the…?
Liam Wood comes walking out onto the stage wearing sky blue trunks and a towel over his shoulder. He looks from one side of the crowd to the other, chewing gum as he does so, and then he spits his gum into the air and swats it away with his right hand. The audience are applauding as Wood spins on the spot and holds his arms out in the air.
HA: Folks, for those of you who don’t know, this is a fantastic show of respect for the late, great “Mr Perfect” Curt Hennig……Liam Wood idolised Hennig during his prime and tonight he is doffing his cap to a man who inspired him to become a pro-wrestler…..Wood did something similar in EWF if I recall when he paid tribute to the “Macho Man” Randy Savage….this is a really brilliant moment…
Wood tags the hands of the fans as he walks down into the aisleway and then he removes the towel from around his neck and throws it into the audience. He takes his time and does a full lap of the ring before climbing up the steps and through the ropes. Thunder nods in acknowledgement of Wood’s tribute…
HE: A nice touch by Wood but he needs to remember that this is a 2 out of 3 falls match and parading around like someone he isn’t will not win him this bout….
HA: I agree that Wood needs to keep his focus on Thunder and nobody else….Thunder feels like he has something to prove tonight, that makes him more dangerous than ever before…Liam Wood will need his absolute best…
HE: These men know each other so well, the difference in this fight could be who is better at surprising the opposition…
The referee stands in between both men and he gives them both a talking to before checking them over for concealed weapons. Thunder and Wood’s eyes are locked purely on each other as the referee declares himself satisfied and then steps away to call for the bell, drawing a huge roar from the crowd in attendance.
HA: First fall out of a potential three….Liam Wood versus Thunder….
HE: And the only way to win this first fall is via submission…..
HA: That is correct…no pinfalls in this opening exchange, which man can force his opponent to submit?
Wood and Thunder slowly feel each other and then move toward the centre of the ring for a lockup. They both push for the upperhand but neither is willing to back up an inch…
HE: Looks like a stalemate…
HA: Both men know what the other is thinking…
Wood starts to press Thunder onto the backfoot but Thunder digs his heel into the canvass and starts to push back, putting Viper at a disadvantage. The jockeying continues for a full minute until Wood spins to the side and places Thunder in a headlock…
HA: Liam Wood has the very first piece of offense on his ledger…
Thunder is quick to back up against the ropes and then he shoots Wood across the ring. Viper comes back and Thunder looks for a clothesline but Wood ducks underneath and carries on running to the opposite side…
HE: Big boot!
Thunder ducks under the kick as Wood returns and then looks for a hiptoss but Wood lands out on his feet. Wood then twists Thunder’s right arm but Thunder rolls forward and then stands up to twist Wood’s arm before lifting him into a back suplex…
HA: Fantastic…
Wood is able to roll over the back of Thunder’s shoulder and then he waistlocks his opponent for a German suplex but Thunder spins out and looks for a standing monkey flip…
HE: Counter after counter…
Wood looks to be going airborne but he kicks his feet and lands back on the mat before using his strength to pick Thunder up off the deck…
HA: All the way up….powerbomb!
Thunder jumps out the back of the powerbomb and then he runs the ropes as Wood turns around….
HE: They still can’t land anything…
Thunder comes running back but Wood leapfrogs over his head and then waits for Thunder to return from the opposite side before he flapjacks him into the air…
HA: He rolled over…
Thunder rolls down Wood’s back and into a pinning combo but the referee tells him no pinfalls. Thunder quickly tries to grab Wood’s legs and synch in a sharpshooter but Wood uses his leg strength to throw Thunder across the ring…
HA: Huge round of applause from the crowd here in the Phones4U arena, they know that they are witnessing two men at their absolute best…
Thunder is kneeling in the corner as Wood begins to get back to his feet in the middle of the ring. Both men are locked eyes before they walk back to the centre and begin to circle each other once again…
HE: So far neither man has been able to garner any sort of control…
They lockup again and this time Wood spins around the back and swipes Thunder’s legs out from under him. He grabs Thunder’s right leg and lifts it off the ground before slamming his knee back down into the canvass….Wood then grabs the leg again and he drops knee into the thigh before trying to turn Thunder over into a single-legged Boston crab…
HA: Thunder will not want to get caught this early…
Thunder reaches up and grabs Wood’s head before driving hard punches into his face, knocking him back into the corner. Thunder then gets up and he runs in with a diving splash but Wood catches him in his grip and walks him out…
HE: Bearhug…
Wood tries to gain full control but Thunder is able to free his hands and he catches his opponent with a sharp left to the eye, breaking the hold. Wood falls away to the ropes and Thunder quickly runs in to greet him with a shining wizard before pulling him out and lifting him into a suplex…
HA: Wood with a nice float-over….RUSSIAN…
Wood lands behind Thunder and looks for a Russian legsweep but Thunder rolls forwards and he pulls Wood to the mat and synches in a kneebar…
HE: That is a great counter…
HA: Not if your Liam Wood…..brilliant work by Thunder…
Thunder keeps his legs tight around the knee of Wood and then stretches back to heighten the pressure. The referee is quick down to ask of Viper wants to quit but he shakes his head and tries to drag himself back to the ropes…
HA: Both men have an excellent ground game, well versed in submission holds….but who will have the better knowledge?
HE: This isn’t about knowledge….this is about who can perform better under pressure…
Thunder lifts himself off the ground slightly to increase the pain that Wood is feeling and he pulls with his own legs to damage the knee of Viper further. The referee continues to ask Wood if he wants to submit but he refuses and then pulls himself close enough to the ropes to grab hold of the bottom…
HA: Wood has the rope break….
HE: And Thunder is quick to release….too much of a gentlemen for my liking, utilise that five count
Thunder gets back to his feet and he grabs Wood’s legs to pull him back to the centre of the ring but Viper seizes Thunder’s shoulders and pulls him back, sending Thunder through the ropes to the outside of the ring.
HA: That will give Liam Wood a much needed breather…
Wood punches the feeling back into his knee and then struggles up to his feet as Thunder clambers back up onto the apron. Wood comes close to the ropes and tries to grab his opponent’s head but Thunder ducks through the middle rope and shoulder thrusts Viper in the gut…
HE: SPRINGBOARD…OH MY!
Wood stumbles away and Thunder springboards over the ropes for an aerial assault but Viper catches him on his shoulders and then spins him around in a sickening sit-down powerbomb. Wood rolls out and grabs Thunder’s legs…
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
HA: Figure four leglock is locked in…..Thunder in trouble now…
Wood wraps his legs into place and then he falls back into the mat, sending shooting pain right up the legs of his opponent. Thunder is thrashing wildly and driving his arms into the mat as he tries to desperately pull himself free…
HE: One of the deadliest holds in the book…..so much pressure on the legs of Thunder right now…
Thunder is rubbing his temples as he tries to block out the pain but Wood continues to wrench back and out pressure on his opponent. The referee is asking if Thunder if he wants to give it up but he shakes his head and then tries to turn himself over…
HA: If Thunder can reverse the positions then it is going to be Liam Wood feeling the pressure of the situation….
The crowd are split as Thunder pushes his knuckles down into the canvass and slowly he begins to arch his body so that he turns on his side. Wood is doing everything he can to stay in position but Thunder is resilient and finally he is able to turn on his stomach…
HE: He did it….now Viper’s in trouble….
Wood’s face is now contorted in pain and he is the one being asked if he wants to quit. He vigorously shakes his head and is then able to pull his legs free of Thunder’s grip…
HA: Already the legs of Liam Wood have taken some damage…
HE: That is the area for Thunder to keep his focus…
Wood crawls to the corner and starts to get back up to his feet as Thunder does the same on the opposite side of the ring. Thunder walks into the corner but Wood kicks out and lands to the stomach and then follows up with solid right hands…
HA: Wood needs to fight his way back in….get Thunder to respect what he can do…
Thunder rocks back toward the centre but then he just jumps into the air and scores with a fantastic dropkick to the face, knocking Wood down. They get back up and Thunder quickly moves for the leg again but Wood is able to drive his elbow down into the back of his rival’s neck and then he pulls him in close…
HE: VIPER DRIVER!
Thunder counters the pedigree by swiping Wood’s legs and then he turns him over into Cloverleaf in the middle of the ring…
HA: Not what Wood wanted….exactly what Thunder was looking for…
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 8:14
HE: Thunder has been brilliant so far…
Wood is yelling out in pain once again as Thunder sits back into the submission and tucks Viper’s legs right under his arms. The referee is quick to check on Viper but the former world champion refuses to even think about quitting as he tries to pull himself to the safety of the ropes…
HA: Remember this is only the first fall out of a potential three….these men are going to be a whole lot more gas in the tank….
HE: They keep using submissions on each other like this and they’ll be running on empty by the time fall number two begins…
Wood’s face is reddening as he pushes down on the canvass and tries to find some way of pulling himself over to the ropes. Thunder looks full of determination as he pulls back as hard as he can on Wood’s legs, trying to gain the first fall victory…
HA: Liam Wood needs to draw on that Curt Hennig inspiration right now, because he doesn’t look in great shape…
Thunder re-adjusts his grip on Wood’s legs and arches even further back into the submission as Wood slumps into the deck. He will not quit but he seems to be losing energy very quickly as the referee contemplates checking his pulse…
HE: Wood was just taking a breather…he isn’t throwing in the towel just yet….
Wood suddenly presses both palms into the mat and starts to crawl his way closer to the ropes. He drops down again, inches away, and looks ready to pass out as the crowd in Manchester begin to chant his name…
Crowd: Let’s go Viper…
HA: Such a passionate crowd here tonight…..major love for both men…
HE: And right now it is Liam Wood who is feeding off that love…
Wood’s head pops up again and he battles against the grip of Thunder as he swivels his hips to the side and then drops his hand across the bottom rope…
HA: Wood showing tremendous heart…
HE: But how much has that taken out of him…..
Thunder walks to the centre of the ring and places his hands on hips as he watches Wood slowly starting to get back up. Thunder shakes his head at his former friend’s resiliency and then he pulls Wood around and drags him by his arm….
HE: HUNTER’S ARROW!
Wood ducks the impact of the finisher and then locks his hands around Thunder’s waist as he throws him into a German suplex. Wood keeps his hands tight as he pulls Thunder up again and scores with a second suplex…
HA: I don’t know where Liam Wood is finding this energy from…
Thunder tries to pull free and grabs out at the ropes but he misses and is dragged back into the centre of the ring as Wood connects with a third successive suplex. Both men are breathing heavily on the deck and then Wood stumbles up and he waits for Thunder to rise before pulling him into a full nelson…
HE: Thunder is a slippery customer…
Thunder is lifted off the ground but then he locks his heels around Wood’s waist and rolls forward, pulling his opponent to the mat. He grabs Wood’s legs and tries to turn him into another cloverleaf but Wood kicks out with both feet and catches Thunder in the jaw. Viper then gets back up and he ducks a right hand from Thunder before chokeslamming him into a backbreaker…
HA: That is a heavy, heavy landing….
HE: A great opening for Wood should he choose to expose it….yes…
Thunder rolls onto all fours and holds the bottom of his back as Wood quickly moves in and hooks his arms under the arms of his opponent, synching in a full nelson submission. Thunder tries to wriggle and fight his way free but Wood is holding on for dear life and he presses all his bodyweight down ontop of Thunder…
HA: Wood is keeping this grounded, choosing to limit Thunder’s ability to move…
HE: A smart tactic….with Wood’s weight pushing down it will only increase the pressure on Thunder’s back….
Wood uses Thunder as a rest for his knees and he drives them deep into his rival’s spine whilst he continues to push down on the back of his head. The referee is asking Thunder if he wants to give up the first fall but Thunder shouts out “No” and tries to find a way to free himself for his torture…
HA: I’m not sure there is an escape route here for Thunder….this is a fair predicament to find himself in…
HE: He needs to work something out or else give it up….the longer he stays in this hold, the worse he is going to feel afterwards…
Thunder is trying to crawl on his knees but moving with Wood on his back is proving a very difficult task. His hands are locked up behind his head and his ability to shift his weight is almost non-existent…
HA: I really think Wood might have him here….Thunder may benefit from giving up this fall and moving onto the next…
HE: Thunder feels he has so much to prove tonight though, he won’t quit so easily…
Wood is really ramping up the pressure and pushing down on the back of Thunder’s neck as the referee starts to look concerned. Thunder is no longer battling against the submission and his face is pressed into the canvass…
HA: I think Thunder has passed out…
HE: I’m not surprised…
Wood keeps the submission pinned in as the referee kneels down and takes Thunder by the wrist, raising his arm off the ground…..it drops back down. He does it again and Thunder’s arm hits the deck for a second time…
HA: Once more and Liam Wood wins the first fall…
The referee raises Thunder’s arm off the mat for a third time and then lets it drop. It seems inevitable that it will hit the ground but suddenly Thunder jerks to life once more and begins to fight back…
HE: The guy really does have guts, I’ll grant him that one…
HA: Thunder is desperate to be a main tier guy…
Liam Wood’s face is fill of surprise as Thunder starts to clamber up onto his knees and then slowly begins to stand up completely. Wood is trying to push Thunder back down but is unable to…
HA: Thunder is making a believer out of 20,000 fans in this arena….
Thunder starts to separate Wood’s arms from around his shoulders and he pushes his way free of the submission hold before turning out and he kicks Wood in the stomach…
HE: TEQUILA…
Wood counters the powerbomb with a backdrop and then stumbles over to the corner, where he crouches down. Thunder is holding his back as he stands up and then Wood bursts out toward him…
HA: SPEAR!
Thunder counters with a drop toe hold and he rolls Wood over on his back and tries to turn him into a sharpshooter. Wood wriggles from side to side so Thunder grabs his legs and catapults him into the corner…
HE: Wood took a hard knock there…
Wood’s face hits the turnbuckle and he falls backwards as Thunder lifts him up into a kneebreaker. Wood rolls in pain as Thunder sprints off the ropes comes back with a flying chopblock to the back of the knee. Wood rolls over in agony as Thunder takes his leg and stretches out into an incredible reverse Indian deathlock….
HE: What the hell is that….
HA: One of the most excruciating submission holds….the pressure on the leg and heel of Wood is bad enough, let alone the hands locked under his chin…
HE: Right back to the legs again…Thunder has been meticulous with his approach…
Thunder is wrenching upward, forcing Wood’s neck to extend and stretch beyond its means, whilst pulling up on his heel and sending a stabbing pain through his leg. Wood is clearly in a lot of pain but he shakes his head and refuses to give it up…
HA: This is just the first fall….these men need to wrestle at least one more after this, maybe even two….
HE: Wood may be smart to give this up..
HA: You said that about Thunder earlier and he wasn’t willing to….I can’t see Wood doing it either…
Wood looks desperate and he opens his mouth before biting the hands of Thunder in front of his face, forcing Thunder to release his grip. Thunder rolls away and shakes the feeling back into his hands as Wood crawls into the corner…
HA: Liam Wood is desperate to maintain his superstar image, anything to win a match…
HE: I didn’t think he would stoop to biting an opponent…
HA: Sometimes you need to go somewhere you don’t want to…
Wood is breathing heavily next to the turnbuckle as Thunder comes over and grabs him by the head. Thunder crashes hard punches into his foe’s jaw and then he looks for an Irish whip to the opposite side but Wood is able to reverse it and he sends Thunder crashing across into the turnbuckle. Wood then runs across and he lands with a flying spear/shoulder thrust to the stomach before welcoming Thunder out and he kicks him in the stomach…
HA: VIPER…
Thunder swings out of his opponent’s grip and swipes his legs again before slingshotting him to the corner. This time Wood lands on the ropes and he springs up top before launching back as Thunder turns around..
HA: MISSILE DROPKICK!
HE: What a mistake…
Wood lands with the flying dropkick to the side of Thunder’s head but the impact on his legs sends him rolling in pain. Wood is rubbing both of his knees as he struggles back up to his feet and he waits for Thunder to stand before pulling him into a sleeper…
HA: Viper looking to put Thunder asleep…
HE: Too many different variations on the submissions…
Thunder is able to wrap his hands around Wood’s head and then he sits down into an inverted jawbreaker. Wood drops down on one knee as Thunder grabs his arm and pulls him back up…
HE: HUNTER’S ARROW!
HA: WORLD EATER!
Thunder looks for the sickening elbow finisher but Wood ducks underneath and he pushes Thunder up into the air before swinging his knee at him as he comes down. Thunder shows great presence of mind to catch Wood’s knee as he comes down and he nails a dragon screw take-down before turning Wood over into an STF, Wood's leg is contorted horribly…
HE: That is an insanely good counter from Thunder…
HA: He’s been full of them so far tonight…
The crowd applaud Thunder’s grit as he turns Wood over on his stomach and synches in the STF submission hold. Wood yells out in pain and tries to make a quick dash for the ropes but Thunder pulls him back into the centre of the ring and pulls rights back into the hold….
HE: It’s all about the legs again, Thunder has been systematic and so clever….
HA: Liam Wood is once again in danger here…
Wood is shaking his head and refusing to quit but Thunder rips at his knee, pulling his head further, and extending the pressure in the spine as Wood’s face reddens with the pain he is feeling.
HE: Liam Wood is a tough guy, we all know that…but there is a fine line between bravery and stupidity…
Wood makes another jolt for the safety of the ropes but Thunder is pressed right down on his opponent’s back, his grip practically unbreakable. The referee is on his knees, asking Wood to think about his decision…
HA: If Wood loses the ability to use his legs then his chances of winning any falls in this match will disappear….
HE: He’s tapping out…
HA: I think he had to…
Wood reluctantly begins to tap his hand to the canvass and the referee calls for the bell to signal the end of the first fall. Thunder quickly releases the submission and makes his way over to the corner for a breather as the rest period between falls begins.
HA: Thunder picks up the victory via submission in this first fall….he is up 1-0….and now both competitors will have one minute to rest up before the start of fall number two…
HE: And the rules in that one are pinfalls must consist of a five count instead of the standard three…
HA: A tip of the hat to Thunder and Wood’s old stomping ground back in Hereford…
HE: Now the pressure is on Liam Wood….he loses this fall and Thunder wins the match, Viper needs to win to force a decider…
Wood is yelling out in pain once again as Thunder sits back into the submission and tucks Viper’s legs right under his arms. The referee is quick to check on Viper but the former world champion refuses to even think about quitting as he tries to pull himself to the safety of the ropes…
HA: Remember this is only the first fall out of a potential three….these men are going to be a whole lot more gas in the tank….
HE: They keep using submissions on each other like this and they’ll be running on empty by the time fall number two begins…
Wood’s face is reddening as he pushes down on the canvass and tries to find some way of pulling himself over to the ropes. Thunder looks full of determination as he pulls back as hard as he can on Wood’s legs, trying to gain the first fall victory…
HA: Liam Wood needs to draw on that Curt Hennig inspiration right now, because he doesn’t look in great shape…
Thunder re-adjusts his grip on Wood’s legs and arches even further back into the submission as Wood slumps into the deck. He will not quit but he seems to be losing energy very quickly as the referee contemplates checking his pulse…
HE: Wood was just taking a breather…he isn’t throwing in the towel just yet….
Wood suddenly presses both palms into the mat and starts to crawl his way closer to the ropes. He drops down again, inches away, and looks ready to pass out as the crowd in Manchester begin to chant his name…
Crowd: Let’s go Viper…
HA: Such a passionate crowd here tonight…..major love for both men…
HE: And right now it is Liam Wood who is feeding off that love…
Wood’s head pops up again and he battles against the grip of Thunder as he swivels his hips to the side and then drops his hand across the bottom rope…
HA: Wood showing tremendous heart…
HE: But how much has that taken out of him…..
Thunder walks to the centre of the ring and places his hands on hips as he watches Wood slowly starting to get back up. Thunder shakes his head at his former friend’s resiliency and then he pulls Wood around and drags him by his arm….
HE: HUNTER’S ARROW!
Wood ducks the impact of the finisher and then locks his hands around Thunder’s waist as he throws him into a German suplex. Wood keeps his hands tight as he pulls Thunder up again and scores with a second suplex…
HA: I don’t know where Liam Wood is finding this energy from…
Thunder tries to pull free and grabs out at the ropes but he misses and is dragged back into the centre of the ring as Wood connects with a third successive suplex. Both men are breathing heavily on the deck and then Wood stumbles up and he waits for Thunder to rise before pulling him into a full nelson…
HE: Thunder is a slippery customer…
Thunder is lifted off the ground but then he locks his heels around Wood’s waist and rolls forward, pulling his opponent to the mat. He grabs Wood’s legs and tries to turn him into another cloverleaf but Wood kicks out with both feet and catches Thunder in the jaw. Viper then gets back up and he ducks a right hand from Thunder before chokeslamming him into a backbreaker…
HA: That is a heavy, heavy landing….
HE: A great opening for Wood should he choose to expose it….yes…
Thunder rolls onto all fours and holds the bottom of his back as Wood quickly moves in and hooks his arms under the arms of his opponent, synching in a full nelson submission. Thunder tries to wriggle and fight his way free but Wood is holding on for dear life and he presses all his bodyweight down ontop of Thunder…
HA: Wood is keeping this grounded, choosing to limit Thunder’s ability to move…
HE: A smart tactic….with Wood’s weight pushing down it will only increase the pressure on Thunder’s back….
Wood uses Thunder as a rest for his knees and he drives them deep into his rival’s spine whilst he continues to push down on the back of his head. The referee is asking Thunder if he wants to give up the first fall but Thunder shouts out “No” and tries to find a way to free himself for his torture…
HA: I’m not sure there is an escape route here for Thunder….this is a fair predicament to find himself in…
HE: He needs to work something out or else give it up….the longer he stays in this hold, the worse he is going to feel afterwards…
Thunder is trying to crawl on his knees but moving with Wood on his back is proving a very difficult task. His hands are locked up behind his head and his ability to shift his weight is almost non-existent…
HA: I really think Wood might have him here….Thunder may benefit from giving up this fall and moving onto the next…
HE: Thunder feels he has so much to prove tonight though, he won’t quit so easily…
Wood is really ramping up the pressure and pushing down on the back of Thunder’s neck as the referee starts to look concerned. Thunder is no longer battling against the submission and his face is pressed into the canvass…
HA: I think Thunder has passed out…
HE: I’m not surprised…
Wood keeps the submission pinned in as the referee kneels down and takes Thunder by the wrist, raising his arm off the ground…..it drops back down. He does it again and Thunder’s arm hits the deck for a second time…
HA: Once more and Liam Wood wins the first fall…
The referee raises Thunder’s arm off the mat for a third time and then lets it drop. It seems inevitable that it will hit the ground but suddenly Thunder jerks to life once more and begins to fight back…
HE: The guy really does have guts, I’ll grant him that one…
HA: Thunder is desperate to be a main tier guy…
Liam Wood’s face is fill of surprise as Thunder starts to clamber up onto his knees and then slowly begins to stand up completely. Wood is trying to push Thunder back down but is unable to…
HA: Thunder is making a believer out of 20,000 fans in this arena….
Thunder starts to separate Wood’s arms from around his shoulders and he pushes his way free of the submission hold before turning out and he kicks Wood in the stomach…
HE: TEQUILA…
Wood counters the powerbomb with a backdrop and then stumbles over to the corner, where he crouches down. Thunder is holding his back as he stands up and then Wood bursts out toward him…
HA: SPEAR!
Thunder counters with a drop toe hold and he rolls Wood over on his back and tries to turn him into a sharpshooter. Wood wriggles from side to side so Thunder grabs his legs and catapults him into the corner…
HE: Wood took a hard knock there…
Wood’s face hits the turnbuckle and he falls backwards as Thunder lifts him up into a kneebreaker. Wood rolls in pain as Thunder sprints off the ropes comes back with a flying chopblock to the back of the knee. Wood rolls over in agony as Thunder takes his leg and stretches out into an incredible reverse Indian deathlock….
HE: What the hell is that….
HA: One of the most excruciating submission holds….the pressure on the leg and heel of Wood is bad enough, let alone the hands locked under his chin…
HE: Right back to the legs again…Thunder has been meticulous with his approach…
Thunder is wrenching upward, forcing Wood’s neck to extend and stretch beyond its means, whilst pulling up on his heel and sending a stabbing pain through his leg. Wood is clearly in a lot of pain but he shakes his head and refuses to give it up…
HA: This is just the first fall….these men need to wrestle at least one more after this, maybe even two….
HE: Wood may be smart to give this up..
HA: You said that about Thunder earlier and he wasn’t willing to….I can’t see Wood doing it either…
Wood looks desperate and he opens his mouth before biting the hands of Thunder in front of his face, forcing Thunder to release his grip. Thunder rolls away and shakes the feeling back into his hands as Wood crawls into the corner…
HA: Liam Wood is desperate to maintain his superstar image, anything to win a match…
HE: I didn’t think he would stoop to biting an opponent…
HA: Sometimes you need to go somewhere you don’t want to…
Wood is breathing heavily next to the turnbuckle as Thunder comes over and grabs him by the head. Thunder crashes hard punches into his foe’s jaw and then he looks for an Irish whip to the opposite side but Wood is able to reverse it and he sends Thunder crashing across into the turnbuckle. Wood then runs across and he lands with a flying spear/shoulder thrust to the stomach before welcoming Thunder out and he kicks him in the stomach…
HA: VIPER…
Thunder swings out of his opponent’s grip and swipes his legs again before slingshotting him to the corner. This time Wood lands on the ropes and he springs up top before launching back as Thunder turns around..
HA: MISSILE DROPKICK!
HE: What a mistake…
Wood lands with the flying dropkick to the side of Thunder’s head but the impact on his legs sends him rolling in pain. Wood is rubbing both of his knees as he struggles back up to his feet and he waits for Thunder to stand before pulling him into a sleeper…
HA: Viper looking to put Thunder asleep…
HE: Too many different variations on the submissions…
Thunder is able to wrap his hands around Wood’s head and then he sits down into an inverted jawbreaker. Wood drops down on one knee as Thunder grabs his arm and pulls him back up…
HE: HUNTER’S ARROW!
HA: WORLD EATER!
Thunder looks for the sickening elbow finisher but Wood ducks underneath and he pushes Thunder up into the air before swinging his knee at him as he comes down. Thunder shows great presence of mind to catch Wood’s knee as he comes down and he nails a dragon screw take-down before turning Wood over into an STF, Wood's leg is contorted horribly…
HE: That is an insanely good counter from Thunder…
HA: He’s been full of them so far tonight…
The crowd applaud Thunder’s grit as he turns Wood over on his stomach and synches in the STF submission hold. Wood yells out in pain and tries to make a quick dash for the ropes but Thunder pulls him back into the centre of the ring and pulls rights back into the hold….
HE: It’s all about the legs again, Thunder has been systematic and so clever….
HA: Liam Wood is once again in danger here…
Wood is shaking his head and refusing to quit but Thunder rips at his knee, pulling his head further, and extending the pressure in the spine as Wood’s face reddens with the pain he is feeling.
HE: Liam Wood is a tough guy, we all know that…but there is a fine line between bravery and stupidity…
Wood makes another jolt for the safety of the ropes but Thunder is pressed right down on his opponent’s back, his grip practically unbreakable. The referee is on his knees, asking Wood to think about his decision…
HA: If Wood loses the ability to use his legs then his chances of winning any falls in this match will disappear….
HE: He’s tapping out…
HA: I think he had to…
Wood reluctantly begins to tap his hand to the canvass and the referee calls for the bell to signal the end of the first fall. Thunder quickly releases the submission and makes his way over to the corner for a breather as the rest period between falls begins.
HA: Thunder picks up the victory via submission in this first fall….he is up 1-0….and now both competitors will have one minute to rest up before the start of fall number two…
HE: And the rules in that one are pinfalls must consist of a five count instead of the standard three…
HA: A tip of the hat to Thunder and Wood’s old stomping ground back in Hereford…
HE: Now the pressure is on Liam Wood….he loses this fall and Thunder wins the match, Viper needs to win to force a decider…
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 8:21
Wood slowly hobbles up in the opposite corner and he looks a little unsteady on his legs as the referee makes sure he is ready to go. Thunder nods that he is ready for the second fall and then bell rings to get the action back underway.
HA: The target for Thunder will continue to be the legs, he knows the area is weakened…
HE: Wood needs to protect himself as well as he can….but he also needs some high-impact moves to get Thunder down on his level…
Wood and Thunder both walk toward the centre and Thunder nods at his former friend and offers a quick handshake but Wood ignores him and launches for a takedown. Thunder is able to keep his feet and he locks his arms under Wood’s stomach before lifting him up…
HA: TEQUILA…
Wood drives punches down into Thunder’s head and then jumps out of his grip before scoring with an overhead belly to belly suplex. They get back up and Wood looks to lift Thunder onto his shoulders but Thunder elbows his way free and drops out before nailing a Russian legsweep………………1………………..2……………..kickout!
Thunder gets back up to his feet and he tries to lift Wood into a suplex but Wood kicks his feet and then counters into a small package…………………..1……………………2……………………shoulder up. They get to their feet and Thunder swings with a right hand but is lifted into an atomic drop and straight into a tiger suplex……………………….1………………………2……………….kickout!
HA: Liam Wood is a former EWF Champion…he got that accolade by proving he has the drive to go that extra mile…
Wood stumbles over to the corner and he begins to get to climb the turnbuckle as Thunder rushes over and crashes a forearm into his face. Thunder climbs onto the ropes as well and he headbutts Wood in the side of the face before pulling him into position…
HE: Thunder looking for a superplex, that will knock the remaining stuffing out of Liam Wood…
HA: Wood is fighting with all he has…
Left and right hooks land to the body of Thunder, knocking all the wind from him, and then Wood slams a European uppercut under the jaw that sends his opponent flying down to the canvass. The crowd go wild as Wood perches on the top rope and then he launches himself through the air…
HA: FLYING ELBOW LANDS…
HE: Right to the heart…..is it enough for a five count….
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HA: Under standard rules that would have given Liam Wood a victory…
Wood rolls over on his stomach and he spits in frustration before crawling to the ropes and climbing back up. Thunder gets to his feet and Wood quickly moves towards him with a series of right hands before whipping him across the ring…
HE: Wood caught napping…
Wood drops his head for a backdrop but Thunder stops short and kicks his opponent in the face before launching forward and knocking him down with a superkick on the jaw. Thunder then makes his way over to the ropes and he climbs his way to the top before launching off and landing with a legdrop across the throat…
HA; Thunder could win this 2-0…
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HE: THREE AMIGOS!
HA: What an incredible show from both of these men…
The third suplex lands and the crowd applaud as Wood and Thunder are left flat on their backs in the centre of the ring. Thunder nods his head to the crowd’s reaction and then he rolls himself over to the corner and starts to climb to the top…
HE: You talk about Wood’s tribute to Mr Perfect but Thunder has been an Eddie Guerrero fan his entire life…..VIVA LA RAZA!
HA: FROGSPLASH!
The flashbulbs illuminate the arena as Thunder goes airborne with the frogsplash but as he lands he finds nothing but knees from his opponent. Thunder rolls away and looks in serious pain… Wood rubs the side of his knees, having just used them despite his injuries, and then he crawls up and makes his move…
HE: SPEAR!
HA: Wood just ripped Thunder in two…
Wood lands with the spear and he hooks the leg….
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HA: Still isn’t enough….not enough for a five count….
HE: The added two seconds is proving hard to find…
HA: Not if they hit the right move…
Wood is on his knees and he breathes deeply as he looks down at Thunder and then gets back to his feet. He looks around at the sold-out crowd and then he pulls his opponent up and hooks his arms into place…
HA: This should be worthy of a five count….VIPER….
Thunder runs Wood back into the turnbuckle and he scores with three shoulder thrusts to the midsection before backing away. Wood is doubled up in pain and Thunder twists his arm around and then steps up onto the top rope….
HE: Thunder going a little old school…
HA: GOING FOR A RIDE!
Thunder walks along to the middle of the rope but then Wood drags him down and catches him in midair before turning him into a spinebuster. Wood gets back up to his feet and he pulls Thunder into a gutwrench before launching him into the air…
HA: What a powerbomb….Wood turning up the heat…
Thunder is crunched into the mat by the powerbomb and Wood looks down at his rival before heading over to the corner and begins to climb to the top. He looks out at the capacity crowd and he stands on the top rope…
HE: Liam Wood really is throwing all caution to the wind….
Wood stands tall and he nods his head throwing himself into a swanton bomb that lands across the chest of Thunder. The crowd are applauding as Viper crawls over and he makes the pin………………..1……………………….2…………………………3…………………………..4…………………………..shoulder up!
HA: No….still not enough for five…
HE: What has to be done…
Viper bangs his hand against the mat and holds up five fingers to the referee but is told it was only a four. Wood climbs back to his feet once more and he allows Thunder to stand before he whips him off the ropes and presses him up into the air as he comes back…
HA: WORLD EATER!
Thunder is pressed into the air but he wraps his legs around Wood’s neck and counters with a hurricanrana take-down. They get back up and Thunder kicks Wood in the stomach before attempting a DDT…
HE: NORTHERN LIGHTS!
Wood counters into the suplex……………………….1…………………………..2……………..kickout. Both men scramble back up and Wood looks for a running boot but Thunder ducks right underneath it and springs onto the ropes…
HA: DISASTER KICK!
The kick lands flush to the jaw of Wood and sends him flying across the ring and through the ropes. Thunder quickly rushes over and pulls Wood back through the middle ropes, dropping him with a stiff hangman’s DDT…
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HE: Both of these guys have battered each other…how can they claim there is no respect here?
HA: There is more than respect here….take away the jealousy and the envy, everything else in between….this is a battle between the best of friends….these two men are loving every moment of this….
Thunder looks down at Wood and then he moves over to the corner and starts to climb toward the top turnbuckle. The crowd wait in anticipation as Thunder crouches on the top rope and he waits for Wood to rise…
HA: If Thunder can keep his opponent down for five seconds then he will have a career-defining victory….
HE: INCOMING!
Thunder comes crashing down from on high with a crossbody but Wood takes the impact and rolls through………………….1……………………2……………….Thunder kicks out but Wood shows great strength to lift his opponent straight up off the ground and then he launches him into a fall away slam, smashing Thunder into the turnbuckle.
HA: That is vicious impact…
Wood is struggling to catch his breath but slowly he gets back up and he rushes into the corner, driving his knee deep into the stomach of Thunder. Wood fires in with three more brutal knees and then he grabs Thunder’s arm and whips him to the opposite side with all of the strength that he can muster…
HE: OH MY…
Thunder slams hard into the turnbuckle and drops down in a heap as Wood runs across and lands with a “Broski” boot right to the face. Thunder looks dazed and confused as Wood pulls him up lifts him into a suplex before dumping him on the top rope…
HA: Wood seems to think high impact is his answer to winning this fall…
HE; He’s tried everything else…
Wood crashes right hands into Thunder’s head and then he climbs up on the ropes with his opponent and tries to lift him into a superplex. Thunder uses his left hand to cling to the ropes and then his right hand to uppercut at the body of Wood…
HA: Thunder is battling with everything….you can see how much this means to him…
HE: To both of these guys…
HA: Thunder is punching every part of the body he can reach…
Punches to the stomach, chest, arms and head of Liam Wood finally leave him reeling on the ropes. Thunder takes his opportunity to change his position and then pulls Wood in close…
HA: THUNDER CLAP….OH MY GOD…
HE: THAT IS SENSATIONAL…
Crowd: That was awe-some x10
HA: Talk about a tribute….
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HA: And suddenly we are all level…
The crowd are rocking to the rafters as the instant replays show Liam Wood battle free of Thunder’s grip and then he scores with an incredible Perfect-plex straight from the top rope and into a pinning position on the canvass. Back live and both men are completely unmoving on the canvass…
HE: What a match this has been…one of the best I can ever remember…
HA: A match that will go down in history…
HE: Liam Wood needed something big to get things back in his terms and my word has he done that…
HA: He certainly has….an amazing moment if improvisation and we are even at 1-1….this is the third and final fall…
HE: Straight up wrestling rules now….victory by pinfall or submission….who has enough left to gain a monumental win?
HA: I’m not sure either of these men have anything left…
HA: The target for Thunder will continue to be the legs, he knows the area is weakened…
HE: Wood needs to protect himself as well as he can….but he also needs some high-impact moves to get Thunder down on his level…
Wood and Thunder both walk toward the centre and Thunder nods at his former friend and offers a quick handshake but Wood ignores him and launches for a takedown. Thunder is able to keep his feet and he locks his arms under Wood’s stomach before lifting him up…
HA: TEQUILA…
Wood drives punches down into Thunder’s head and then jumps out of his grip before scoring with an overhead belly to belly suplex. They get back up and Wood looks to lift Thunder onto his shoulders but Thunder elbows his way free and drops out before nailing a Russian legsweep………………1………………..2……………..kickout!
Thunder gets back up to his feet and he tries to lift Wood into a suplex but Wood kicks his feet and then counters into a small package…………………..1……………………2……………………shoulder up. They get to their feet and Thunder swings with a right hand but is lifted into an atomic drop and straight into a tiger suplex……………………….1………………………2……………….kickout!
HA: Liam Wood is a former EWF Champion…he got that accolade by proving he has the drive to go that extra mile…
Wood stumbles over to the corner and he begins to get to climb the turnbuckle as Thunder rushes over and crashes a forearm into his face. Thunder climbs onto the ropes as well and he headbutts Wood in the side of the face before pulling him into position…
HE: Thunder looking for a superplex, that will knock the remaining stuffing out of Liam Wood…
HA: Wood is fighting with all he has…
Left and right hooks land to the body of Thunder, knocking all the wind from him, and then Wood slams a European uppercut under the jaw that sends his opponent flying down to the canvass. The crowd go wild as Wood perches on the top rope and then he launches himself through the air…
HA: FLYING ELBOW LANDS…
HE: Right to the heart…..is it enough for a five count….
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HA: Under standard rules that would have given Liam Wood a victory…
Wood rolls over on his stomach and he spits in frustration before crawling to the ropes and climbing back up. Thunder gets to his feet and Wood quickly moves towards him with a series of right hands before whipping him across the ring…
HE: Wood caught napping…
Wood drops his head for a backdrop but Thunder stops short and kicks his opponent in the face before launching forward and knocking him down with a superkick on the jaw. Thunder then makes his way over to the ropes and he climbs his way to the top before launching off and landing with a legdrop across the throat…
HA; Thunder could win this 2-0…
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HE: THREE AMIGOS!
HA: What an incredible show from both of these men…
The third suplex lands and the crowd applaud as Wood and Thunder are left flat on their backs in the centre of the ring. Thunder nods his head to the crowd’s reaction and then he rolls himself over to the corner and starts to climb to the top…
HE: You talk about Wood’s tribute to Mr Perfect but Thunder has been an Eddie Guerrero fan his entire life…..VIVA LA RAZA!
HA: FROGSPLASH!
The flashbulbs illuminate the arena as Thunder goes airborne with the frogsplash but as he lands he finds nothing but knees from his opponent. Thunder rolls away and looks in serious pain… Wood rubs the side of his knees, having just used them despite his injuries, and then he crawls up and makes his move…
HE: SPEAR!
HA: Wood just ripped Thunder in two…
Wood lands with the spear and he hooks the leg….
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HA: Still isn’t enough….not enough for a five count….
HE: The added two seconds is proving hard to find…
HA: Not if they hit the right move…
Wood is on his knees and he breathes deeply as he looks down at Thunder and then gets back to his feet. He looks around at the sold-out crowd and then he pulls his opponent up and hooks his arms into place…
HA: This should be worthy of a five count….VIPER….
Thunder runs Wood back into the turnbuckle and he scores with three shoulder thrusts to the midsection before backing away. Wood is doubled up in pain and Thunder twists his arm around and then steps up onto the top rope….
HE: Thunder going a little old school…
HA: GOING FOR A RIDE!
Thunder walks along to the middle of the rope but then Wood drags him down and catches him in midair before turning him into a spinebuster. Wood gets back up to his feet and he pulls Thunder into a gutwrench before launching him into the air…
HA: What a powerbomb….Wood turning up the heat…
Thunder is crunched into the mat by the powerbomb and Wood looks down at his rival before heading over to the corner and begins to climb to the top. He looks out at the capacity crowd and he stands on the top rope…
HE: Liam Wood really is throwing all caution to the wind….
Wood stands tall and he nods his head throwing himself into a swanton bomb that lands across the chest of Thunder. The crowd are applauding as Viper crawls over and he makes the pin………………..1……………………….2…………………………3…………………………..4…………………………..shoulder up!
HA: No….still not enough for five…
HE: What has to be done…
Viper bangs his hand against the mat and holds up five fingers to the referee but is told it was only a four. Wood climbs back to his feet once more and he allows Thunder to stand before he whips him off the ropes and presses him up into the air as he comes back…
HA: WORLD EATER!
Thunder is pressed into the air but he wraps his legs around Wood’s neck and counters with a hurricanrana take-down. They get back up and Thunder kicks Wood in the stomach before attempting a DDT…
HE: NORTHERN LIGHTS!
Wood counters into the suplex……………………….1…………………………..2……………..kickout. Both men scramble back up and Wood looks for a running boot but Thunder ducks right underneath it and springs onto the ropes…
HA: DISASTER KICK!
The kick lands flush to the jaw of Wood and sends him flying across the ring and through the ropes. Thunder quickly rushes over and pulls Wood back through the middle ropes, dropping him with a stiff hangman’s DDT…
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HE: Both of these guys have battered each other…how can they claim there is no respect here?
HA: There is more than respect here….take away the jealousy and the envy, everything else in between….this is a battle between the best of friends….these two men are loving every moment of this….
Thunder looks down at Wood and then he moves over to the corner and starts to climb toward the top turnbuckle. The crowd wait in anticipation as Thunder crouches on the top rope and he waits for Wood to rise…
HA: If Thunder can keep his opponent down for five seconds then he will have a career-defining victory….
HE: INCOMING!
Thunder comes crashing down from on high with a crossbody but Wood takes the impact and rolls through………………….1……………………2……………….Thunder kicks out but Wood shows great strength to lift his opponent straight up off the ground and then he launches him into a fall away slam, smashing Thunder into the turnbuckle.
HA: That is vicious impact…
Wood is struggling to catch his breath but slowly he gets back up and he rushes into the corner, driving his knee deep into the stomach of Thunder. Wood fires in with three more brutal knees and then he grabs Thunder’s arm and whips him to the opposite side with all of the strength that he can muster…
HE: OH MY…
Thunder slams hard into the turnbuckle and drops down in a heap as Wood runs across and lands with a “Broski” boot right to the face. Thunder looks dazed and confused as Wood pulls him up lifts him into a suplex before dumping him on the top rope…
HA: Wood seems to think high impact is his answer to winning this fall…
HE; He’s tried everything else…
Wood crashes right hands into Thunder’s head and then he climbs up on the ropes with his opponent and tries to lift him into a superplex. Thunder uses his left hand to cling to the ropes and then his right hand to uppercut at the body of Wood…
HA: Thunder is battling with everything….you can see how much this means to him…
HE: To both of these guys…
HA: Thunder is punching every part of the body he can reach…
Punches to the stomach, chest, arms and head of Liam Wood finally leave him reeling on the ropes. Thunder takes his opportunity to change his position and then pulls Wood in close…
HA: THUNDER CLAP….OH MY GOD…
HE: THAT IS SENSATIONAL…
Crowd: That was awe-some x10
HA: Talk about a tribute….
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HA: And suddenly we are all level…
The crowd are rocking to the rafters as the instant replays show Liam Wood battle free of Thunder’s grip and then he scores with an incredible Perfect-plex straight from the top rope and into a pinning position on the canvass. Back live and both men are completely unmoving on the canvass…
HE: What a match this has been…one of the best I can ever remember…
HA: A match that will go down in history…
HE: Liam Wood needed something big to get things back in his terms and my word has he done that…
HA: He certainly has….an amazing moment if improvisation and we are even at 1-1….this is the third and final fall…
HE: Straight up wrestling rules now….victory by pinfall or submission….who has enough left to gain a monumental win?
HA: I’m not sure either of these men have anything left…
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 8:23
The referee is checking on both men before eventually he gives the signal that the rest period is over and the third fall is underway. Liam Wood slowly drops his arm back across Thunder’s chest…
HE: Thunder may be done…
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HA: Not quite…
Wood gets back up to his feet and he hauls Thunder back up to a vertical base and hooks his arms into the air…
HA: VIPER DRIVER!
Thunder swipes his legs and bridges over the top…………………..1…………………….2……………Wood bridges back out and he spins to face Thunder before kneeing him in the stomach. He then lifts him into a suplex position and turns it into a final cut…
HA: Now Liam Wood has the momentum….the ball is in his court….
HE: And he is looking to put this match to bed….
Wood makes his way over to the corner and he begins to climb the ropes. He listens to the chants of “Let’s go Viper” and he grins before jumping into the air…
HE: MOMENTUM GONE!
Wood looks for a second flying elbow of the evening but this time Thunder is able to roll away and sends his opponent crashing into the deck. Thunder is hurting badly himself as he quickly pulls Wood back up and drives a fierce elbow clean into his face…
HA: HUNTER’S ARROW!
The elbow knocks Wood clean on his back and Thunder follows up with a leaping elbow drop to the chest..
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HE: He did it…
HA: WOOD KICKED OUT!
Thunder is in shock as the referee holds up two fingers as Wood pushes his shoulder up in the air. Massive chants of “6C-Dub” and “This is wrestling” ring all around the Phones4U Arena in Manchester…
HA: What a night….what a match…you are witnessing two of the best in the business….
Thunder is scratching his head as he clambers back to his feet and he drops a leg across Wood’s throat and then stumbles over into the corner. He looks back at his grounded opponent before pulling himself up onto the top rope…
HE: So many times these men have gone high-risk….
HA: Thunder is on wobbly legs…
Thunder is having a difficult time getting his balance together on the top rope but eventually he manages to compose himself prepares to jump….
HA: OH LORD!
Crowd: Holy (beep) x7
Liam Wood is up and quickly dashes into the corner, runs up the ropes and delivers an earth-shattering belly to belly suplex. Both men are completely flat out on the mat and then Wood is eventually able to drag himself across and makes the cover…
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HE: Thunder not giving up on this fall….not throwing his chance away…
HA: But how much more can he take….
Wood tries to pull Thunder up to his feet but Thunder rushes forward and tackles Wood to the ground before grabbing both of his legs…
HE: SHARPSHOOTER!
Wood looks horrified at being caught in the submission again and he quickly shuffles his way free before getting back onto his knees, driving his head up into Thunder’s stomach. Wood then runs at Thunder but is backdropped up and over the top rope to the outside…
HA: Wood landed hard on the outside…
HE: It would be a disaster for this final fall to end on a countout….
Wood is holding his back on the outside as Thunder looks around the arena and then he sprints to the ropes and comes rushing back…
HE: THIS JUST GETS BETTER!
Crowd: This is awe-some x5
Thunder drives through the middle rope with a suicide dive that wipes Wood out on the outside. Thunder then pulls his opponent back up and he dumps him back in the ring before climbing up onto the apron and waiting for his moment to pounce…
HA: Thunder is eyeing up his chance….HERE HE GOES!
HE: OH JEEZ…
Thunder springboards onto the ropes and he sails into an attempted clothesline but Wood shows amazing athleticism to jump through the air and greet him with an insane Superman punch. Thunder is on dream street as Wood drags him back up and hooks his arms….
HA: VIPER DRIVER!
HE: Forget it….
The pedigree/foot stomp lands in the centre of the ring and Wood draws his hands over each other before making the cover…
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HA: NO WAY….THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING….
HE: 20,000 plus in the arena can’t believe their eyes….
The referee’s hand is heading straight for the canvass for a third time but Thunder pushes his shoulder into the air and keeps the match alive. Wood is in the referee’s face, demanding a three count, but the official is explaining that it was a definite two…
HA: I have no idea where Thunder got the energy from to kickout….this match is way past the 35 minute mark…
HE: Surreal action here at Revolution…
HE: Thunder may be done…
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HA: Not quite…
Wood gets back up to his feet and he hauls Thunder back up to a vertical base and hooks his arms into the air…
HA: VIPER DRIVER!
Thunder swipes his legs and bridges over the top…………………..1…………………….2……………Wood bridges back out and he spins to face Thunder before kneeing him in the stomach. He then lifts him into a suplex position and turns it into a final cut…
HA: Now Liam Wood has the momentum….the ball is in his court….
HE: And he is looking to put this match to bed….
Wood makes his way over to the corner and he begins to climb the ropes. He listens to the chants of “Let’s go Viper” and he grins before jumping into the air…
HE: MOMENTUM GONE!
Wood looks for a second flying elbow of the evening but this time Thunder is able to roll away and sends his opponent crashing into the deck. Thunder is hurting badly himself as he quickly pulls Wood back up and drives a fierce elbow clean into his face…
HA: HUNTER’S ARROW!
The elbow knocks Wood clean on his back and Thunder follows up with a leaping elbow drop to the chest..
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HE: He did it…
HA: WOOD KICKED OUT!
Thunder is in shock as the referee holds up two fingers as Wood pushes his shoulder up in the air. Massive chants of “6C-Dub” and “This is wrestling” ring all around the Phones4U Arena in Manchester…
HA: What a night….what a match…you are witnessing two of the best in the business….
Thunder is scratching his head as he clambers back to his feet and he drops a leg across Wood’s throat and then stumbles over into the corner. He looks back at his grounded opponent before pulling himself up onto the top rope…
HE: So many times these men have gone high-risk….
HA: Thunder is on wobbly legs…
Thunder is having a difficult time getting his balance together on the top rope but eventually he manages to compose himself prepares to jump….
HA: OH LORD!
Crowd: Holy (beep) x7
Liam Wood is up and quickly dashes into the corner, runs up the ropes and delivers an earth-shattering belly to belly suplex. Both men are completely flat out on the mat and then Wood is eventually able to drag himself across and makes the cover…
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HE: Thunder not giving up on this fall….not throwing his chance away…
HA: But how much more can he take….
Wood tries to pull Thunder up to his feet but Thunder rushes forward and tackles Wood to the ground before grabbing both of his legs…
HE: SHARPSHOOTER!
Wood looks horrified at being caught in the submission again and he quickly shuffles his way free before getting back onto his knees, driving his head up into Thunder’s stomach. Wood then runs at Thunder but is backdropped up and over the top rope to the outside…
HA: Wood landed hard on the outside…
HE: It would be a disaster for this final fall to end on a countout….
Wood is holding his back on the outside as Thunder looks around the arena and then he sprints to the ropes and comes rushing back…
HE: THIS JUST GETS BETTER!
Crowd: This is awe-some x5
Thunder drives through the middle rope with a suicide dive that wipes Wood out on the outside. Thunder then pulls his opponent back up and he dumps him back in the ring before climbing up onto the apron and waiting for his moment to pounce…
HA: Thunder is eyeing up his chance….HERE HE GOES!
HE: OH JEEZ…
Thunder springboards onto the ropes and he sails into an attempted clothesline but Wood shows amazing athleticism to jump through the air and greet him with an insane Superman punch. Thunder is on dream street as Wood drags him back up and hooks his arms….
HA: VIPER DRIVER!
HE: Forget it….
The pedigree/foot stomp lands in the centre of the ring and Wood draws his hands over each other before making the cover…
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HA: NO WAY….THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING….
HE: 20,000 plus in the arena can’t believe their eyes….
The referee’s hand is heading straight for the canvass for a third time but Thunder pushes his shoulder into the air and keeps the match alive. Wood is in the referee’s face, demanding a three count, but the official is explaining that it was a definite two…
HA: I have no idea where Thunder got the energy from to kickout….this match is way past the 35 minute mark…
HE: Surreal action here at Revolution…
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 8:26
Wood looks a little shell-shocked as he pushes past the referee and heads back to Thunder. He takes his opponent by the head and tries to launch him up but is caught off guard by an inside cradle………………….1……………………………2…………..kickout. They get back up and Wood lands with a solid boot the stomach and then a swinging reverse STO (Sister Abigail)……………………1………………….2……………shoulder up!
HA: Wood is just taking pot shots now….it is a matter of time…
Wood looks into the eyes of Thunder and he shakes his head before staggering over the corner and crouching down. His eyes widen as he waits for his opportunity, begging Thunder to stand back on his feet…..
HE: Wood needs one last roll of the dice…
HA: He has the kill in his sights….SPEAR!
Thunder rolls right underneath the spear and springboards onto the ropes before flying back and landing with a clothesline which wipes his opponent out. Wood then gets back up and Thunder runs off the ropes and returns with a spear of his own. The crowd are applauding as Thunder makes his way over to the ropes and he begins to climb….
HA: I’m not sure this a wise choice…
HE: He’s going to do it anyway….
Thunder gets to the top rope, his back to the ring, and he stares out at the shining lights in the arena before backflipping through the air…
HA: LOOK AT THE HANG-TIME!
HE: MOONSAULT!
The flight is perfect and Thunder hurtles down before landing right across the chest of Liam Wood………………………1……………………………………..2……………………………………shoulder up!
HA: I thought that was three…
HE: So did everyone else….but Wood’s heart is just as big as Thunder’s….
Thunder stumbles up and he looks lost at what to do next. He eventually takes Wood by the head and he helps him up before tucking his head between his legs…
HA: One more move could end proceedings…..
HE: This will be it….TEQUILA…
Thunder looks for the powerbomb but Wood nails downward punches to the head and both men stagger back into the corner. Wood continues to rain down punches to the head of his opponent until the referee intervenes and tells Wood to let Thunder out of the corner. Wood argues with the referee whilst he stands on the top rope and then he waits for his moment to jump…
HE: Thunder barged the ref…
Thunder slips forward and “accidentally” nudges the referee into the ropes, causing Wood to fall into a crotched position. Thunder shrugs his shoulders in an apologetic manner and then he climbs onto the turnbuckle and pulls Wood toward him…
HA: Wood said that Thunder didn’t know how to win a “big match” but this could be his moment to prove that theory wrong….
HE: SUPERPLEX….
Wood wraps his hands around Thunder’s head, preventing the superplex, and then he drives his knee upward and crunches it under the jaw. Thunder’s eyes roll and Wood grabs his chance…
HA: He’s surely not….no way…
HE: HE IS….
HA: THUNDERCLAP FROM WOOD!
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HA: It’s over….he did it….he won…
Ding ding ding
HE: For my money you will not see a better match than that in a long time…
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner………………………..Thhhhhhhuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnddddddddddeeeeeeeeeeeerrr!
The instant replays show Wood try and use Thunder’s own finishing move from the top rope but Thunder turns his body at the final moment into a wheelbarrow position and he forward rolls off the ropes, dragging Wood into a pinning combo that picks up the crucial three count.
HE: Thunder did it…he finally got his career-defining moment….
HA: An incredible, outstanding display from both of these fine young athletes….they pushed each other above and beyond anything we could have ever imagined….one for the ages without a doubt…
HE: Just when it seemed like Wood was going to win with Thunder’s own move, his own over-confidence got in the way and cost him….Thunder took advantage and he has the victory…
HA: I think Liam Wood may have underestimated his opponent….he knows how good Thunder is but I don’t believe he really thought Thunder could beat him…now he knows differently….
HE: But can they repair their friendship?
HA: I don’t know if that is possible…
“Heroes are hard to find” is blasting from the speakers and the fans in the arena are on their feet, voicing their appreciation, as the referee takes Thunder by the arm and raises it in the air. Thunder rests up against the ropes and he breathes deeply, a smile on his face, before he turns back around to wait for Liam Wood to stand up…
HA: These two men have known each other well over ten years….the best of friends for such a long part of that….it would be a shame for them to throw that all away….they wrestled one hell of a match here tonight and they should be proud of their efforts….
HE: I’m not so sure Liam Wood is going to be feeling “proud” right now…
HA: Wood may have lost the match but he won the adulation of every fan in this building…
Thunder waits for Wood to rise and both men go face to face in the centre of the ring. The crowd are going wild and Thunder nods at his former friend and offers him a congratulatory round of applause before extending his arm for a handshake…
HA: Fantastic show of respect from Thunder…I don’t think he ever wanted this animosity…
Liam Wood looks into Thunder’s eyes and then down at his hand before staring around the arena The crowd are cheering and they urge him to shake hands with his former friend but Wood looks incredibly disappointed and turns his back before climbing from the ring….
HE: Wood is struggling to come to terms with this defeat….I really don’t think he was expecting it…
HA: I thought Wood would have accepted the handshake but I guess swallowing his pride doesn’t come easy…
Wood looks sorry as he stares at the fans and then back at Thunder as he walks up the aisleway and through the curtain. Thunder looks a little crestfallen by his friend’s rejection but then he shrugs it off and heads to all four corners to pose, celebrating his huge victory.
HA: This night belongs to that man right there…..the first step to what promises to be a very successful future…
HE: A mind-blowing contest, good enough to main event any pay per view…..but not this one, we still have two world championship matches to come….you do not want to go anywhere guys…
HA: Wood is just taking pot shots now….it is a matter of time…
Wood looks into the eyes of Thunder and he shakes his head before staggering over the corner and crouching down. His eyes widen as he waits for his opportunity, begging Thunder to stand back on his feet…..
HE: Wood needs one last roll of the dice…
HA: He has the kill in his sights….SPEAR!
Thunder rolls right underneath the spear and springboards onto the ropes before flying back and landing with a clothesline which wipes his opponent out. Wood then gets back up and Thunder runs off the ropes and returns with a spear of his own. The crowd are applauding as Thunder makes his way over to the ropes and he begins to climb….
HA: I’m not sure this a wise choice…
HE: He’s going to do it anyway….
Thunder gets to the top rope, his back to the ring, and he stares out at the shining lights in the arena before backflipping through the air…
HA: LOOK AT THE HANG-TIME!
HE: MOONSAULT!
The flight is perfect and Thunder hurtles down before landing right across the chest of Liam Wood………………………1……………………………………..2……………………………………shoulder up!
HA: I thought that was three…
HE: So did everyone else….but Wood’s heart is just as big as Thunder’s….
Thunder stumbles up and he looks lost at what to do next. He eventually takes Wood by the head and he helps him up before tucking his head between his legs…
HA: One more move could end proceedings…..
HE: This will be it….TEQUILA…
Thunder looks for the powerbomb but Wood nails downward punches to the head and both men stagger back into the corner. Wood continues to rain down punches to the head of his opponent until the referee intervenes and tells Wood to let Thunder out of the corner. Wood argues with the referee whilst he stands on the top rope and then he waits for his moment to jump…
HE: Thunder barged the ref…
Thunder slips forward and “accidentally” nudges the referee into the ropes, causing Wood to fall into a crotched position. Thunder shrugs his shoulders in an apologetic manner and then he climbs onto the turnbuckle and pulls Wood toward him…
HA: Wood said that Thunder didn’t know how to win a “big match” but this could be his moment to prove that theory wrong….
HE: SUPERPLEX….
Wood wraps his hands around Thunder’s head, preventing the superplex, and then he drives his knee upward and crunches it under the jaw. Thunder’s eyes roll and Wood grabs his chance…
HA: He’s surely not….no way…
HE: HE IS….
HA: THUNDERCLAP FROM WOOD!
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HA: It’s over….he did it….he won…
Ding ding ding
HE: For my money you will not see a better match than that in a long time…
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner………………………..Thhhhhhhuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnddddddddddeeeeeeeeeeeerrr!
The instant replays show Wood try and use Thunder’s own finishing move from the top rope but Thunder turns his body at the final moment into a wheelbarrow position and he forward rolls off the ropes, dragging Wood into a pinning combo that picks up the crucial three count.
HE: Thunder did it…he finally got his career-defining moment….
HA: An incredible, outstanding display from both of these fine young athletes….they pushed each other above and beyond anything we could have ever imagined….one for the ages without a doubt…
HE: Just when it seemed like Wood was going to win with Thunder’s own move, his own over-confidence got in the way and cost him….Thunder took advantage and he has the victory…
HA: I think Liam Wood may have underestimated his opponent….he knows how good Thunder is but I don’t believe he really thought Thunder could beat him…now he knows differently….
HE: But can they repair their friendship?
HA: I don’t know if that is possible…
“Heroes are hard to find” is blasting from the speakers and the fans in the arena are on their feet, voicing their appreciation, as the referee takes Thunder by the arm and raises it in the air. Thunder rests up against the ropes and he breathes deeply, a smile on his face, before he turns back around to wait for Liam Wood to stand up…
HA: These two men have known each other well over ten years….the best of friends for such a long part of that….it would be a shame for them to throw that all away….they wrestled one hell of a match here tonight and they should be proud of their efforts….
HE: I’m not so sure Liam Wood is going to be feeling “proud” right now…
HA: Wood may have lost the match but he won the adulation of every fan in this building…
Thunder waits for Wood to rise and both men go face to face in the centre of the ring. The crowd are going wild and Thunder nods at his former friend and offers him a congratulatory round of applause before extending his arm for a handshake…
HA: Fantastic show of respect from Thunder…I don’t think he ever wanted this animosity…
Liam Wood looks into Thunder’s eyes and then down at his hand before staring around the arena The crowd are cheering and they urge him to shake hands with his former friend but Wood looks incredibly disappointed and turns his back before climbing from the ring….
HE: Wood is struggling to come to terms with this defeat….I really don’t think he was expecting it…
HA: I thought Wood would have accepted the handshake but I guess swallowing his pride doesn’t come easy…
Wood looks sorry as he stares at the fans and then back at Thunder as he walks up the aisleway and through the curtain. Thunder looks a little crestfallen by his friend’s rejection but then he shrugs it off and heads to all four corners to pose, celebrating his huge victory.
HA: This night belongs to that man right there…..the first step to what promises to be a very successful future…
HE: A mind-blowing contest, good enough to main event any pay per view…..but not this one, we still have two world championship matches to come….you do not want to go anywhere guys…
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 8:28
*Enforcer is backstage preparing for his match when he is approached by Mr Jones
E: Boss man
*Jones removes his glasses and rubs his eyes wearily
MJ: I don’t have to tell you how important it is you keep that belt
*Enforcer laughs
E: Are you kidding me. You don’t know me at all do ya. You think I was just gonna rock up to that ring, lie down on my back and hand over the belt I have worked so hard to get
*Jones stares silently at Enforcer who continues
E: I am not champion so that you can retain control. You have control because I am Champion. Let’s not confuse matters here Mr. Jones whilst I enjoy the trappings that come with being associated to The Authority you are not free from benefits. Perhaps it is time we discussed some kind of reward for my continued success
MJ: Are you guaranteeing victory tonight
*Enforcer laughs
E: You’re damn right I am. Do you doubt me?
*Jones laughs in return
MJ: Do you think we would leave the result to chance.
E: I don’t need your help
*Jones pats Enforcer on the back
MJ: I admire your confidence Champ. Good luck out there
*Jones smiles as he walks away leaving Enforcer seething
E: Boss man
*Jones removes his glasses and rubs his eyes wearily
MJ: I don’t have to tell you how important it is you keep that belt
*Enforcer laughs
E: Are you kidding me. You don’t know me at all do ya. You think I was just gonna rock up to that ring, lie down on my back and hand over the belt I have worked so hard to get
*Jones stares silently at Enforcer who continues
E: I am not champion so that you can retain control. You have control because I am Champion. Let’s not confuse matters here Mr. Jones whilst I enjoy the trappings that come with being associated to The Authority you are not free from benefits. Perhaps it is time we discussed some kind of reward for my continued success
MJ: Are you guaranteeing victory tonight
*Enforcer laughs
E: You’re damn right I am. Do you doubt me?
*Jones laughs in return
MJ: Do you think we would leave the result to chance.
E: I don’t need your help
*Jones pats Enforcer on the back
MJ: I admire your confidence Champ. Good luck out there
*Jones smiles as he walks away leaving Enforcer seething
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
by JJJohnson Wed 12 Feb - 8:30
Main Event 1
EWF World Championship
Enforcer © vs Mike Masters
Ding ding
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall….and it is for the EWF WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!
*Crowd pop
HA: First of our two main events here tonight and as good as this show has already been….this is where business picks up…
HE: This is where The Authority proves how dominant they really are…
The Manchester crowd are clapping their hands and voicing their excitement as “Champion” blasts through the speakers, greeted by cheers from 21,000 fans that are jam-packed into the rafters. Red pyros explode into the air…
Ring Announcer: Introducing first………….the challenger………from London, England…………….weighing in at 225 pounds……………..Miiiiiiiiiikkkkkkkkeeeeeeee Maaaaaaassssttttteeeerrsss!
HA: Right now Mike Masters stands on the cusp of greatness…he wins tonight and he is a world champion, realising a lifelong dream…
HE: Not going to happen…Masters is a cocky brat and tonight he is going to get put in his place, finally…
HA: That is your opinion and I am sure you are sticking to it…..but Masters is confident, he already owns a pinfall victory over the champion….this could be his night to put two fingers up to The Authority and reach the mountain summit….
Masters twirls on the spot and then throws his arms in the air as more pyros erupt behind him. He swaggers down to the ring and then he climbs onto the apron and vaults over the top rope. Masters heads to the corner to pose for photo opportunities…
HA: The biggest night of this young kid’s life….he has twenty thousand fans on his side, if he can pull off this win then there will be a celebration that lasts well into the night…
HE: You can keep pretending to yourself that there is a chance but believe me, there isn’t one…
Masters begins to motion a belt around his waist as “Saturday Night” blasts out of the speakers and then red and golden pyros erupt high into the rafters.
HE: “Best theme music” 2008, 2009, 2013…..the champion knows how to arrive in style…
HA: Please do me a favour and take off that ridiculous t-shirt…
The cameras pan around to show Henry Lloyd removing a red Authority t-shirt and placing it under the announce desk, an embarrassed look on his face.
Ring Announcer: And his opponent………………from Cardiff, Wales…………..weighing in at 295 pounds……representing The Authority…..he is the current, reigning and defending EWF World Champion………..Ennnnfffooooorrrrcccceeeeerrr!
HE: The most dominant champion in all of pro-wrestling….
HA: Enforcer is a fine competitor, you will hear no doubts from me on that….but I believe he knows his championship reign is danger tonight…I believe that is why he piledrivered Mike Masters on the concrete last week…he did not want his challenger at 100%...
HE: What a load of nonsense….Enforcer was just being the bada55 dominator that he has always been….Masters needs bringing down a notch or two and that is exactly what happened…
HA: You can dress it up however you like….Enforcer knows he has a challenge on his hands tonight and he is not as confident as he likes to make out…..
Enforcer strides down the rampway and unclips the EWF Championship from around his waist as he steps up onto the apron and through the ropes. He holds the belt up in Masters’ face…
HE: That is the closest Mike Masters will ever get to that belt…
HA: We’ll find out at the end of this match…
Enforcer looks into Masters’ eyes and then says “How’s the neck” before backing away on the referee’s orders. Masters uses the ropes to stretch as the referee holds the world title in the air and then hands it out to the timekeeper.
HA: First of two world championship matches here tonight at 6CW Revolution….who is leaving this arena as the EWF Champion?
HE: The same man who walked in with that title…
The referee makes sure both men are ready and then he gives the order for the bell to sound and the match to get underway. Enforcer and Masters circle around each other and then they lockup in the centre of the ring, only for Big E to throw Masters back into the ropes with his superior strength.
HE: Masters doesn’t stand a chance in the power game…
Enforcer grins at Masters and then beckons him in for another test of strength. Enforcer begins to win out once more but this time Masters gets his foot behind Enforcer’s heel and trips him to the ground…
HA: But Masters does have the ring smarts to outwit the champion…
Enforcer takes his turn to snarl as Masters grins at him and beckons him to stand up. They enter into a third lockup and this time Enforcer jams his knee into Masters midsection before clubbing him right across the back of his neck. Masters goes down on one knee as Enforcer throws more punches toward the neck…
HE; Enforcer is such a smart guy, he knows that neck is not 100%...
The referee warns Enforcer but the champion merely smiles as he pulls Masters back up and knees him in the neck, sending him back into the corner. Enforcer walks in and he sends more right hands at his opponent before grabbing his arm and whipping him across the opposite corner…
HA: Enforcer is starting out with a slow and precise plan of action….he does not want Masters to build up any kind of momentum…
Masters clatters into the turnbuckle and walks out into a running clothesline from Enforcer. Big E then welcomes his opponent back up and he snapmares him onto the deck before applying a seated chinlock…
HE: These fans are booing because they want to see car-crash television…but that isn’t how Enforcer became successful….he takes his time, makes very few mistakes…
Enforcer presses down on Masters’ head and keeps him grounded as the referee asks the challenger if he wants to quit. Masters shakes his head and turns himself on his side, looking to get back to his feet…
HA: Enforcer is a near 300 pound man, Mike Masters does not need that weight pressing down on his neck…
Masters manages to get up on one knee and he drives his elbow to the side of Enforcer before eventually managing to break free. He quickly rushes off the ropes but returns into another heavy clothesline…
HE: Masters is finding out what it is really like to be at main event level…
Enforcer kicks Masters over on his stomach and he drops knees down into the neck before leaping into the air and landing with a solid elbow to the targeted area. Big E rolls Masters over………………1…………………..2…………..kickout!
HA: Every attack so far has been concentrated on the neck region….Enforcer has formulated his plan…
HE: And he is executing it perfectly…
Masters crawls to the ropes and tries to stand as Enforcer crashes punches into his kidneys and then he shoves Masters’ head through the ropes and lifts his legs out behind him…
HE: YES!
The crowd groan as Enforcer drops back and nails an inverted slingshot that smacks the back of Masters’ neck against the top rope and leaves him to fall out on the apron. Enforcer then climbs out onto the apron and he runs across before dropping a leg across Masters’ throat…
HE: This is so good to watch….Enforcer showing why he is the dominant force in wrestling today…
Masters drops down to the outside and the referee starts to count him out. Enforcer drags Masters back up and he clatters his head against the ring apron before throwing him backward against the guardrail….Big E returns to the ring…
HA: Enforcer has no problem with a countout victory…
HE: They all count…
The count reaches six as Masters eventually gets back to the apron and pulls himself under the bottom rope. Big E is quickly upon him and he stomps down on Masters’ neck before using the ropes to jump in the air and drive both knees down into the injured area…
HA: This is becoming uncomfortable to watch….
HE: Masters is taking a beating….Enforcer promised him this kind of attack…
The referee warns Enforcer again but the champion is no mood to listen. He drags Masters back to his feet and he scoop slams him back down on the mat before heading to the ropes and lifting himself onto the second….
HA: Enforcer looks so relaxed….deadly focused…
HE: Part and parcel of being the champion….LOOK AT THAT!
Enforcer leaps from the second rope and he drives his elbow down into Masters’ heart…………..1………………………….2………………….kickout. Enforcer smiles as he looks down at Masters and then he gives a signal to the crowd, provoking a chorus of boos…
HE: Enforcer is saying this is over…he’s had enough already…Masters is there for the taking…
HA: If Enforcer nails the “Facecheck” then you can forget it…
HE: HERE HE COMES!
Enforcer rushes out of the for his patented flying forearm but Masters shows great athleticism to jump in the air and greet his opponent with a huge dropkick. Masters gets back up and he lifts Enforcer into an inverted atomic drop before heel kicking him to the mat.
HA: Mike Masters knows this is his one big shot….he’s not going to lie down, despite any injuries to his neck…
Enforcer gets back up as Masters runs the ropes and returns with a high knee to the face before he pulls the champion up and swings him into a neckbreaker…………………….1…………………….2……………shoulder up. Masters gets back to his feet and he crashes backhand chops into Enforcer’s chest and looks for an Irish whip but Enforcer’s power is too much and he reverses…
HA: Great takedown…
Masters flies back with a spinning back elbow to the chest and then he picks Enforcer up and drops him on his head with a DDT………………….1……………………..2……………….kickout!
HE: This is just a flash in the pan…order will be restored by Enforcer…
HA: You keep telling yourself that…
Masters nods his head at the sound of the crowd chanting his name and then he heads to the ropes and climbs to the top. He waits for Enforcer to stand up and then dives off with a double axe handle to the head and follows up with a back suplex…………………..1……………………..2……………………shoulder up
HA: Mike Masters is getting his foothold now….this is his chance to build himself into this match…
Masters bounces back off the ropes and he returns with a throwback facebuster on Enforcer (ala John Cena) and then he heads for the ropes again and jumps up high before launching himself through the air…
HE: NO!
HA: Masters lands…could do it…
Masters lands with a diving splash from the top……………………..1…………………..2……………….Enforcer kicks out. Masters rubs his hand on his head as he gets up and he drags Enforcer toward him before looking for the finish…
HA: GRINGO KILLER!
Enforcer uses his power to lift Masters up into an electric chair position before slamming him back down to the mat, he rolls him over…………………1……………………….2……………….kickout. Enforcer rags Masters back up and he suplexes him into the air before dropping him across the middle of the ropes, leaving him dangling there. Enforcer then bounces back off the adjacent side and returns with a solid boot to the side of Masters’ head…
HE: I told you order would soon be restored…
EWF World Championship
Enforcer © vs Mike Masters
Ding ding
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall….and it is for the EWF WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!
*Crowd pop
HA: First of our two main events here tonight and as good as this show has already been….this is where business picks up…
HE: This is where The Authority proves how dominant they really are…
The Manchester crowd are clapping their hands and voicing their excitement as “Champion” blasts through the speakers, greeted by cheers from 21,000 fans that are jam-packed into the rafters. Red pyros explode into the air…
Ring Announcer: Introducing first………….the challenger………from London, England…………….weighing in at 225 pounds……………..Miiiiiiiiiikkkkkkkkeeeeeeee Maaaaaaassssttttteeeerrsss!
HA: Right now Mike Masters stands on the cusp of greatness…he wins tonight and he is a world champion, realising a lifelong dream…
HE: Not going to happen…Masters is a cocky brat and tonight he is going to get put in his place, finally…
HA: That is your opinion and I am sure you are sticking to it…..but Masters is confident, he already owns a pinfall victory over the champion….this could be his night to put two fingers up to The Authority and reach the mountain summit….
Masters twirls on the spot and then throws his arms in the air as more pyros erupt behind him. He swaggers down to the ring and then he climbs onto the apron and vaults over the top rope. Masters heads to the corner to pose for photo opportunities…
HA: The biggest night of this young kid’s life….he has twenty thousand fans on his side, if he can pull off this win then there will be a celebration that lasts well into the night…
HE: You can keep pretending to yourself that there is a chance but believe me, there isn’t one…
Masters begins to motion a belt around his waist as “Saturday Night” blasts out of the speakers and then red and golden pyros erupt high into the rafters.
HE: “Best theme music” 2008, 2009, 2013…..the champion knows how to arrive in style…
HA: Please do me a favour and take off that ridiculous t-shirt…
The cameras pan around to show Henry Lloyd removing a red Authority t-shirt and placing it under the announce desk, an embarrassed look on his face.
Ring Announcer: And his opponent………………from Cardiff, Wales…………..weighing in at 295 pounds……representing The Authority…..he is the current, reigning and defending EWF World Champion………..Ennnnfffooooorrrrcccceeeeerrr!
HE: The most dominant champion in all of pro-wrestling….
HA: Enforcer is a fine competitor, you will hear no doubts from me on that….but I believe he knows his championship reign is danger tonight…I believe that is why he piledrivered Mike Masters on the concrete last week…he did not want his challenger at 100%...
HE: What a load of nonsense….Enforcer was just being the bada55 dominator that he has always been….Masters needs bringing down a notch or two and that is exactly what happened…
HA: You can dress it up however you like….Enforcer knows he has a challenge on his hands tonight and he is not as confident as he likes to make out…..
Enforcer strides down the rampway and unclips the EWF Championship from around his waist as he steps up onto the apron and through the ropes. He holds the belt up in Masters’ face…
HE: That is the closest Mike Masters will ever get to that belt…
HA: We’ll find out at the end of this match…
Enforcer looks into Masters’ eyes and then says “How’s the neck” before backing away on the referee’s orders. Masters uses the ropes to stretch as the referee holds the world title in the air and then hands it out to the timekeeper.
HA: First of two world championship matches here tonight at 6CW Revolution….who is leaving this arena as the EWF Champion?
HE: The same man who walked in with that title…
The referee makes sure both men are ready and then he gives the order for the bell to sound and the match to get underway. Enforcer and Masters circle around each other and then they lockup in the centre of the ring, only for Big E to throw Masters back into the ropes with his superior strength.
HE: Masters doesn’t stand a chance in the power game…
Enforcer grins at Masters and then beckons him in for another test of strength. Enforcer begins to win out once more but this time Masters gets his foot behind Enforcer’s heel and trips him to the ground…
HA: But Masters does have the ring smarts to outwit the champion…
Enforcer takes his turn to snarl as Masters grins at him and beckons him to stand up. They enter into a third lockup and this time Enforcer jams his knee into Masters midsection before clubbing him right across the back of his neck. Masters goes down on one knee as Enforcer throws more punches toward the neck…
HE; Enforcer is such a smart guy, he knows that neck is not 100%...
The referee warns Enforcer but the champion merely smiles as he pulls Masters back up and knees him in the neck, sending him back into the corner. Enforcer walks in and he sends more right hands at his opponent before grabbing his arm and whipping him across the opposite corner…
HA: Enforcer is starting out with a slow and precise plan of action….he does not want Masters to build up any kind of momentum…
Masters clatters into the turnbuckle and walks out into a running clothesline from Enforcer. Big E then welcomes his opponent back up and he snapmares him onto the deck before applying a seated chinlock…
HE: These fans are booing because they want to see car-crash television…but that isn’t how Enforcer became successful….he takes his time, makes very few mistakes…
Enforcer presses down on Masters’ head and keeps him grounded as the referee asks the challenger if he wants to quit. Masters shakes his head and turns himself on his side, looking to get back to his feet…
HA: Enforcer is a near 300 pound man, Mike Masters does not need that weight pressing down on his neck…
Masters manages to get up on one knee and he drives his elbow to the side of Enforcer before eventually managing to break free. He quickly rushes off the ropes but returns into another heavy clothesline…
HE: Masters is finding out what it is really like to be at main event level…
Enforcer kicks Masters over on his stomach and he drops knees down into the neck before leaping into the air and landing with a solid elbow to the targeted area. Big E rolls Masters over………………1…………………..2…………..kickout!
HA: Every attack so far has been concentrated on the neck region….Enforcer has formulated his plan…
HE: And he is executing it perfectly…
Masters crawls to the ropes and tries to stand as Enforcer crashes punches into his kidneys and then he shoves Masters’ head through the ropes and lifts his legs out behind him…
HE: YES!
The crowd groan as Enforcer drops back and nails an inverted slingshot that smacks the back of Masters’ neck against the top rope and leaves him to fall out on the apron. Enforcer then climbs out onto the apron and he runs across before dropping a leg across Masters’ throat…
HE: This is so good to watch….Enforcer showing why he is the dominant force in wrestling today…
Masters drops down to the outside and the referee starts to count him out. Enforcer drags Masters back up and he clatters his head against the ring apron before throwing him backward against the guardrail….Big E returns to the ring…
HA: Enforcer has no problem with a countout victory…
HE: They all count…
The count reaches six as Masters eventually gets back to the apron and pulls himself under the bottom rope. Big E is quickly upon him and he stomps down on Masters’ neck before using the ropes to jump in the air and drive both knees down into the injured area…
HA: This is becoming uncomfortable to watch….
HE: Masters is taking a beating….Enforcer promised him this kind of attack…
The referee warns Enforcer again but the champion is no mood to listen. He drags Masters back to his feet and he scoop slams him back down on the mat before heading to the ropes and lifting himself onto the second….
HA: Enforcer looks so relaxed….deadly focused…
HE: Part and parcel of being the champion….LOOK AT THAT!
Enforcer leaps from the second rope and he drives his elbow down into Masters’ heart…………..1………………………….2………………….kickout. Enforcer smiles as he looks down at Masters and then he gives a signal to the crowd, provoking a chorus of boos…
HE: Enforcer is saying this is over…he’s had enough already…Masters is there for the taking…
HA: If Enforcer nails the “Facecheck” then you can forget it…
HE: HERE HE COMES!
Enforcer rushes out of the for his patented flying forearm but Masters shows great athleticism to jump in the air and greet his opponent with a huge dropkick. Masters gets back up and he lifts Enforcer into an inverted atomic drop before heel kicking him to the mat.
HA: Mike Masters knows this is his one big shot….he’s not going to lie down, despite any injuries to his neck…
Enforcer gets back up as Masters runs the ropes and returns with a high knee to the face before he pulls the champion up and swings him into a neckbreaker…………………….1…………………….2……………shoulder up. Masters gets back to his feet and he crashes backhand chops into Enforcer’s chest and looks for an Irish whip but Enforcer’s power is too much and he reverses…
HA: Great takedown…
Masters flies back with a spinning back elbow to the chest and then he picks Enforcer up and drops him on his head with a DDT………………….1……………………..2……………….kickout!
HE: This is just a flash in the pan…order will be restored by Enforcer…
HA: You keep telling yourself that…
Masters nods his head at the sound of the crowd chanting his name and then he heads to the ropes and climbs to the top. He waits for Enforcer to stand up and then dives off with a double axe handle to the head and follows up with a back suplex…………………..1……………………..2……………………shoulder up
HA: Mike Masters is getting his foothold now….this is his chance to build himself into this match…
Masters bounces back off the ropes and he returns with a throwback facebuster on Enforcer (ala John Cena) and then he heads for the ropes again and jumps up high before launching himself through the air…
HE: NO!
HA: Masters lands…could do it…
Masters lands with a diving splash from the top……………………..1…………………..2……………….Enforcer kicks out. Masters rubs his hand on his head as he gets up and he drags Enforcer toward him before looking for the finish…
HA: GRINGO KILLER!
Enforcer uses his power to lift Masters up into an electric chair position before slamming him back down to the mat, he rolls him over…………………1……………………….2……………….kickout. Enforcer rags Masters back up and he suplexes him into the air before dropping him across the middle of the ropes, leaving him dangling there. Enforcer then bounces back off the adjacent side and returns with a solid boot to the side of Masters’ head…
HE: I told you order would soon be restored…
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
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Masters drops back down onto the mat and Enforcer pulls him into the centre of the ring before running the ropes and returning with a big legdrop………………1…………………2………………..kickout. Enforcer gets back to his feet and he pulls Masters up into a front facelock…
HE: This is where you see why Enforcer is the best….still calm in the face of adversity….JACKHAMMER!
Masters floats over the back of Enforcer’s shoulder and drops him with an inverted DDT…………………….1……………………….2………………….shoulder up. Masters gets back up to his feet and he pushes Enforcer back into the corner before stomping a mudhole in his opponent’s stomach. Masters then jumps onto the ropes and he begins to punch down into the champion’s head…
HE: Stop this, ref…
HA: Masters on the charge….
Masters delivers eight unanswered punches before Enforcer suddenly lifts his arms up and drags Masters onto his shoulders. He walks out to the centre and prepares to powerbomb Masters down….
HA: COUNTER…
Masters nails a falling hurricanrana that sends Enforcer flying through the middle ropes and to the outside of the ring. Masters is on his knees and he smiles as the crowd chant his name before he stumbles over to the ropes and grips the top….
HE: LOOKOUT E!
More cheers as Masters vaults over the top rope and into a crossbody that takes Enforcer back down to the solid floor. Masters gets to his feet and he poses with the fans, hyping up the atmosphere inside the arena…
HA: The Phones4U Arena is rocking right now…
The referee’s count reaches six as Masters helps Enforcer back up and pushes him into the ring. Masters takes a couple more seconds to jump up onto the apron and then he prepares for a springboard assault….
HE: If Masters wins this match I am quitting this company…
HA: Don’t be so goddamn melodramatic….SPRINGBOARD SUPERMAN!
Masters flies from the top rope and looks for a superman forearm to the face but Enforcer shows great strength to catch his opponent in midair. He drops Masters into a rib-breaker and then hauls him into a fall away slam….
HE: THAT IS WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT!
HA: I am going to choke you out in a minute…
The crowd boo as Enforcer lands the slam and quickly moves across to make the cover………………….1…………………………..2……………………Masters throws his shoulder up!
HA: Masters’ dream stays alive…
Enforcer argues with the referee but is told two and the match continues. Big E rags Masters up by the head and he drives hard, clubbing, blows down into the neck before setting up for a piledriver….
HA: Not this…you’ll break his neck…
HE: Good….
Enforcer tries three times for the piledriver but Masters kicks his legs and refuses to budge before finally swiping Big E’s feet from under him. Enforcer clatters the deck and Masters then slingshots him into the corner. Enforcer’s head collides with the ringpost and he falls backwards….
HA: KILLSWITCH!
Masters tries to turn Enforcer around into the inverted facebuster but Big E manages to push Masters away and into the corner. He tries to follow in but Masters lands with a backheel kick to the stomach and then springboards onto the turnbuckle, floating back into a sunset flip……………1………………………2……………………kickout from Enforcer!
HE: I don’t like these nearfalls…
HA: I’d love to see you cry if Mike Masters wins this match…
Both men get back up and Enforcer looks for a running axe handle but Masters ducks underneath it and springboards onto the ropes….
HA: DISASTER….
HE: DEATH VALLEY DRIVER…..TAKE THAT, YOUR FINISHED!
The crowd look on in shock as Enforcer catches Masters in midair and then runs him into the crunching DVD………….1
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HA: STAYS ALIVE…
HE: That referee needs to be sacked…
HA: The same goes for you…have you not heard of impartiality?
The crowd are on their feet and applauding as Masters kicks out of the DVD. Enforcer punches the mat with frustration and threatens the referee but is turned away by the official. Big E then draws his thumb across his throat and he pulls Masters up and flips him into the air…
HE: Powerbomb him on his neck….break it this time…
HA: Lord have mercy…
Enforcer looks for a jack-knife but Masters rakes his eyes at the final moment and jumps out the back, stumbling toward the corner. Big E turns around and sprints in for a stinger splash but Masters greets him with double knees to the face, knocking him back, before springing onto the ropes and flying back with a tornado DDT…
HA: Masters might get a three…
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…………Enforcer kicks out. Masters gets back up and he lands a hard kick to Enforcer’s face before heading to the corner and climbing to the top rope. He perches there, looking around at the flashbulbs going off, and then he stands tall and takes his chance…
HA: 450 SPLASH!
HE: LOSER…
Masters front flips into his aerial assault but Enforcer is able to roll out of the firing line, sending the challenger crashing to the floor. Enforcer takes his time to get back to his feet but eventually he rises and he gutwrenches Masters into a spinning powerbomb…
HE: Game, set and match….Enforcer wins…
1………………………..2…………………..Masters kicks out!
HA: You keep jumping the gun….Mike Masters has a ton more heart that you give him credit for….this kid is not going down without one hell of an effort…
Enforcer drops down on top of Masters and he blasts him with a series of hard right hands until the referee pulls him off on the count of four. Big E looks a little angry as he pushes his hair from his face and then shouts for Masters to get back up…
HE; You’ve got him now, E….seal the deal…
HA: Enforcer looking a little frustrated….this match hasn’t been the foregone conclusion he expected…
HE: Well it ends now….FACECHECK!
Enforcer runs at Masters again for his finisher but this time Masters counters him coming in with a sidewalk slam. Both men are left sprawled on the mat…
HA: Mike Masters has an answer…he knows he has to avoid the “Facecheck” and so far, so good…
Masters slowly makes his way to the corner and tries to get back to his feet as Enforcer gets to one knee in the middle of the ring. Enforcer looks over at Masters and then runs at him for a flying splash but Masters rolls away and sends Big E crashing against the turnbuckle. Enforcer stumbles back around and Masters takes him down with “Mic Check” inverted facebuster…
HA: Could have a new champion from that…
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……Enforcer kicks out.
HE: You have to be kidding me…never enough to put Enforcer away…
Masters gets back to his feet and he stalks Enforcer, waiting for him to stand, before taking him by the arm and he drags him to the middle of the ring…
HA: GRINGO…
HE: This is where you see why Enforcer is the best….still calm in the face of adversity….JACKHAMMER!
Masters floats over the back of Enforcer’s shoulder and drops him with an inverted DDT…………………….1……………………….2………………….shoulder up. Masters gets back up to his feet and he pushes Enforcer back into the corner before stomping a mudhole in his opponent’s stomach. Masters then jumps onto the ropes and he begins to punch down into the champion’s head…
HE: Stop this, ref…
HA: Masters on the charge….
Masters delivers eight unanswered punches before Enforcer suddenly lifts his arms up and drags Masters onto his shoulders. He walks out to the centre and prepares to powerbomb Masters down….
HA: COUNTER…
Masters nails a falling hurricanrana that sends Enforcer flying through the middle ropes and to the outside of the ring. Masters is on his knees and he smiles as the crowd chant his name before he stumbles over to the ropes and grips the top….
HE: LOOKOUT E!
More cheers as Masters vaults over the top rope and into a crossbody that takes Enforcer back down to the solid floor. Masters gets to his feet and he poses with the fans, hyping up the atmosphere inside the arena…
HA: The Phones4U Arena is rocking right now…
The referee’s count reaches six as Masters helps Enforcer back up and pushes him into the ring. Masters takes a couple more seconds to jump up onto the apron and then he prepares for a springboard assault….
HE: If Masters wins this match I am quitting this company…
HA: Don’t be so goddamn melodramatic….SPRINGBOARD SUPERMAN!
Masters flies from the top rope and looks for a superman forearm to the face but Enforcer shows great strength to catch his opponent in midair. He drops Masters into a rib-breaker and then hauls him into a fall away slam….
HE: THAT IS WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT!
HA: I am going to choke you out in a minute…
The crowd boo as Enforcer lands the slam and quickly moves across to make the cover………………….1…………………………..2……………………Masters throws his shoulder up!
HA: Masters’ dream stays alive…
Enforcer argues with the referee but is told two and the match continues. Big E rags Masters up by the head and he drives hard, clubbing, blows down into the neck before setting up for a piledriver….
HA: Not this…you’ll break his neck…
HE: Good….
Enforcer tries three times for the piledriver but Masters kicks his legs and refuses to budge before finally swiping Big E’s feet from under him. Enforcer clatters the deck and Masters then slingshots him into the corner. Enforcer’s head collides with the ringpost and he falls backwards….
HA: KILLSWITCH!
Masters tries to turn Enforcer around into the inverted facebuster but Big E manages to push Masters away and into the corner. He tries to follow in but Masters lands with a backheel kick to the stomach and then springboards onto the turnbuckle, floating back into a sunset flip……………1………………………2……………………kickout from Enforcer!
HE: I don’t like these nearfalls…
HA: I’d love to see you cry if Mike Masters wins this match…
Both men get back up and Enforcer looks for a running axe handle but Masters ducks underneath it and springboards onto the ropes….
HA: DISASTER….
HE: DEATH VALLEY DRIVER…..TAKE THAT, YOUR FINISHED!
The crowd look on in shock as Enforcer catches Masters in midair and then runs him into the crunching DVD………….1
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……………thr-shoulder up!
HA: STAYS ALIVE…
HE: That referee needs to be sacked…
HA: The same goes for you…have you not heard of impartiality?
The crowd are on their feet and applauding as Masters kicks out of the DVD. Enforcer punches the mat with frustration and threatens the referee but is turned away by the official. Big E then draws his thumb across his throat and he pulls Masters up and flips him into the air…
HE: Powerbomb him on his neck….break it this time…
HA: Lord have mercy…
Enforcer looks for a jack-knife but Masters rakes his eyes at the final moment and jumps out the back, stumbling toward the corner. Big E turns around and sprints in for a stinger splash but Masters greets him with double knees to the face, knocking him back, before springing onto the ropes and flying back with a tornado DDT…
HA: Masters might get a three…
1.
…2
…………Enforcer kicks out. Masters gets back up and he lands a hard kick to Enforcer’s face before heading to the corner and climbing to the top rope. He perches there, looking around at the flashbulbs going off, and then he stands tall and takes his chance…
HA: 450 SPLASH!
HE: LOSER…
Masters front flips into his aerial assault but Enforcer is able to roll out of the firing line, sending the challenger crashing to the floor. Enforcer takes his time to get back to his feet but eventually he rises and he gutwrenches Masters into a spinning powerbomb…
HE: Game, set and match….Enforcer wins…
1………………………..2…………………..Masters kicks out!
HA: You keep jumping the gun….Mike Masters has a ton more heart that you give him credit for….this kid is not going down without one hell of an effort…
Enforcer drops down on top of Masters and he blasts him with a series of hard right hands until the referee pulls him off on the count of four. Big E looks a little angry as he pushes his hair from his face and then shouts for Masters to get back up…
HE; You’ve got him now, E….seal the deal…
HA: Enforcer looking a little frustrated….this match hasn’t been the foregone conclusion he expected…
HE: Well it ends now….FACECHECK!
Enforcer runs at Masters again for his finisher but this time Masters counters him coming in with a sidewalk slam. Both men are left sprawled on the mat…
HA: Mike Masters has an answer…he knows he has to avoid the “Facecheck” and so far, so good…
Masters slowly makes his way to the corner and tries to get back to his feet as Enforcer gets to one knee in the middle of the ring. Enforcer looks over at Masters and then runs at him for a flying splash but Masters rolls away and sends Big E crashing against the turnbuckle. Enforcer stumbles back around and Masters takes him down with “Mic Check” inverted facebuster…
HA: Could have a new champion from that…
1.
..
..2
..
……Enforcer kicks out.
HE: You have to be kidding me…never enough to put Enforcer away…
Masters gets back to his feet and he stalks Enforcer, waiting for him to stand, before taking him by the arm and he drags him to the middle of the ring…
HA: GRINGO…
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Re: 6CW REVOLUTION LIVE RESULTS 11th Feb 2014
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Enforcer slips out and he kicks Masters in the stomach before lifting him onto his shoulders and running him into a rolling fireman’s slam (Green Bay plunge)…………………1……………………2………………..Masters kicks out. Enforcer’s eyes widen with fury as he pushes the referee back into the corner and demands a three count….
HE: This referee is having a laugh….he has got to be…
HA: No laughing….Mike Masters is equal to everything the champion can throw at him…
HE: HE ISN’T EQUAL…
HA: Calm down Kanye West, no paparazzi here…
Enforcer threatens the referee many times before Mike Masters sneaks up behind him and rolls him up…………………..1…………………………….2…………………….Enforcer kicks out.
HA: Big scare for the champion…he might want to concentrate on his opponent…
Enforcer storms back up and almost flattens Masters with a solid axe handle to the face before ragging him back up and destroying him with a jackhammer suplex. Enforcer kneels for a moment and nods his head in satisfaction before hooking the legs…
1……….2……3!
HE: YES…
HA: NO….MASTERS FOUND THE ROPES….
HE: WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?
Crowd: You (beeped) up x10
Enforcer looks enraged by his own mistake as Masters is able to reach his foot out and find the bottom rope. The champion pulls at his hair as he stands up and then he backs into the corner and lifts himself onto the second rope and then he jumps into a kneedrop…
HA: No-one home…
Masters rolls away and sends Enforcer crashing down on his leg. The champion then hobbles back up as Masters runs in behind him and lands with a diving dropkick to the back of the knee…
HA: Masters may have found a chink in the armour…
HE: Not a chance…
HA: BOSTON CRAB!
Enforcer holds his knee as Masters grabs both of his legs and then turns the champion over into the submission hold. The crowd are going wild as Enforcer yells in agony and tries to crawl to the ropes…
HE: Your stronger than this E….don’t worry…
HA: Enforcer looks worried right now…his championship is hanging in the balance…
The referee is asking Enforcer if he wants to give up but Big E shakes his head and pulls at his hair as he tries to claw his way to the ropes. Mike Masters is wrenching back on the legs of his foe, doing everything he can to secure victory…
HE: I can barely watch….I might be sick…
HA: I’ll let you know when Enforcer taps out….
Enforcer is yelling in agony, the pain is painted on his face, as he struggles to fight his way out of the submission. Mike Masters is really pulling back on the legs of his opponent, extending the pressure into the thighs and the lower back….
HA: Enforcer’s EWF Championship reign has never been in more jeopardy, this is a serious challenge…
HE: Please lord….
HA: Are you praying?
HE: SOMEONE NEEDS TO!
Enforcer’s face is reddening by the instant and the ropes still seem a lifetime away, his fight begins to deteriorate. Masters adjusts his position so he sits a little further up on the back, allowing him to bend the legs further….
HA: Enforcer is being tortured here….The Authority’s domination is teetering on the edge of collapse….
The referee once again asks Enforcer if he wants to quit and this time the champion doesn’t answer. He seems incapable of muttering the words but his eyes suggest that the end is near….his arm quivers, reluctant to tap out….
HA: The champion has no choice…..20,000 fans are about to explode…
HE: TAKE THAT DOUBTERS….HOW DARE YOU DOUBT THE KING!
The cheers suddenly turn to boos as Enforcer is able to extend his arm just far enough to close his fist around the bottom rope. Henry Lloyd is stood up, taunting the fans…
HA: Will you sit down, you are an embarrassment….
HE: You are an embarrassment….you are witnessing greatness and all you do is sit and eat…
HA: I haven’t eaten since dinner….the sweet wrappers are yours….
HE: Inconsequential…
In the ring, Mike Masters is a little crestfallen as the referee orders him to release the submission. He staggers into the centre of the ring and looks down at Enforcer before shouting for the champion to stand up…
HA: Mike Masters now has the champion reeling….he’s got him hurt….KILLSWITCH!
Masters once again looks for the inverted facebuster but Enforcer is able to shove him away again. This time the challenger springs straight onto the ropes and moonsaults back into an incredible inverted DDT….
HE: How…
HA: Masters looking to steal the show…
1.
…2
…..shoulder up from Enforcer.
HA: So, so close to a three…
HE: But it wasn’t one….get over it…
Masters is smiling as he gets to his feet, knowing Enforcer is in a bad way, and he pulls the champion back up to his feet and looks to whip him into the corner…
HE: That was never going to work…
Enforcer reverses the whip and he sends Masters toward the turnbuckle and the follows in. Masters runs straight up the ropes and twists back with an incredible “whisper in the wind” corkscrew take-down…
HA: Is this the moment….this is where it ends….GRINGO…
Enforcer pushes Masters away and then tries to take him out with a running boot but Masters ducks it and springs onto the ropes…
HA: DISASTER…
HE: SPEAR!
Enforcer ducks the flying kick, sending Masters off balance, and then he runs the ropes and returns with a flying spear but Masters rolls out of the way and Enforcer crashes straight into the referee. Enforcer looks angry at the referee and then gets back up and heads straight for Mike Masters….
HE: No referee means that now Masters is going to pay…
HA: You condone that, do you?
HE: Absolutely…
Masters kicks out and catches Enforcer in the stomach before hammering him back with a series of right hands. Big E is reeling as Masters changes tactic and nails chops to the chest before looking for an Irish whip…
HE: Time for the games to stop…
Enforcer ducks inside and he drags Masters toward him before drilling him with a crunching urange backbreaker. Masters is flat on the canvass as Big E heads to the corner and climbs to the top rope…
HA: You don’t often see Enforcer take this kind of risk….
HE: But because he is that damn good, he can do what he likes….YOU WILL NEVER SEE A BETTER MOONSAULT THAN THAT!
The crowd are in stunned disbelief as Enforcer comes floating down from the top rope and he crashes onto the chest of Mike Masters with an incredible moonsault. Masters is completely out cold as Enforcer makes the cover…
HE: Give me the belt, I want to hand it to Enforcer, personally…
HA: There is no damn referee to make the count…how much more of a moron can you be?
Enforcer seems to realises this and he gets back to his feet and begins to shake the referee, violently. The official doesn’t respond so Big E shoves him down on the mat and then climbs from the ring…
HE: Where are you going, E?
HA: Probably running to Jones or Callihan…
HE: You were saying? Now it gets interesting…
Enforcer grabs a steel chair from ringside and he folds it up before heading back into the ring. The champion raps his knuckles against the seat of the weapon and then he ushers Masters to stand up…
HE: Masters has stunk out this joint for long enough…
HA: This isn’t right…..this match shouldn’t end this way….
HE: Masters’ blood is about to stain Manchester….
Enforcer’s eyes glow as he waits for Masters to get up to his feet and then he swings the chair right at his opponent’s head…
HE: GET HIM!
HA: DISASTER KICK!
Masters ducks under the kick and he springs onto the ropes before flying back and he boots the chair clean into Enforcer’s face, knocking him out. Enforcer is flat out on the mat as Masters stumbles over to the corner and climbs to the top…
HE: Nooo…..no….someone stop him….
HA: Enforcer brought that chair in the ring….he initiated it and his plan backfired….Mike Masters on the edge of the world…..this is your chance Mike….go on son…..450 SPLASH!
*Crowd pop
HE: Please no….
Mike Masters lands the 450 splash onto Enforcer and he collapses onto the champion’s chest as the referee slowly comes around and starts to count….
..
..
….1
..
..
..
……..2
..
..
….
HE: NO….NO….
..
..
..
HA: Mike Masters is one second away…
..
..
..
……………..3!
Ding ding ding
HE: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
HA: YES….YES….YES….HE DID IT….YOU DID IT, MIKE….YOUR THE CHAMPION OF THE BY GOD WORLD!
*Crowd ultra pop
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen…..here is your winner……………..and NEW EWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION……………Miiiiiiiiiiiikkkkkkkkkkeeeeeeeeeee Maaaaaaaaassssssttttttttteeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrsssssssssss!
HA: Despite everything that was thrown at him….all the attacks, all the beat-downs and the neck injury….Mike Masters has defied the odds, defied The Authority…..he is the new EWF Champion….I can’t hear you any more brother, nothing to say?
HE: I’m resigning…
Masters is on his knees, tears in his eyes, as the referee calls for the championship belt and then he places it into Masters’ arms. “Champion” is screaming out of the speakers and 21,000 plus in attendance are on their feet…
HA: What a moment….what a landmark in 6CW history….Mike Masters is the champion of the world….
HE: Please let this be a nightmare…
Masters stumbles over to the ropes and he climbs onto the second rope before throwing the championship up over his head, sparking another roar from the crowd. He holds the belt close to his chest…
HA: Mike Masters will be partying for days after this….and my word has he earned it….The Authority just took one hell of a knock on their journey for total domination….
HE: This referee is having a laugh….he has got to be…
HA: No laughing….Mike Masters is equal to everything the champion can throw at him…
HE: HE ISN’T EQUAL…
HA: Calm down Kanye West, no paparazzi here…
Enforcer threatens the referee many times before Mike Masters sneaks up behind him and rolls him up…………………..1…………………………….2…………………….Enforcer kicks out.
HA: Big scare for the champion…he might want to concentrate on his opponent…
Enforcer storms back up and almost flattens Masters with a solid axe handle to the face before ragging him back up and destroying him with a jackhammer suplex. Enforcer kneels for a moment and nods his head in satisfaction before hooking the legs…
1……….2……3!
HE: YES…
HA: NO….MASTERS FOUND THE ROPES….
HE: WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?
Crowd: You (beeped) up x10
Enforcer looks enraged by his own mistake as Masters is able to reach his foot out and find the bottom rope. The champion pulls at his hair as he stands up and then he backs into the corner and lifts himself onto the second rope and then he jumps into a kneedrop…
HA: No-one home…
Masters rolls away and sends Enforcer crashing down on his leg. The champion then hobbles back up as Masters runs in behind him and lands with a diving dropkick to the back of the knee…
HA: Masters may have found a chink in the armour…
HE: Not a chance…
HA: BOSTON CRAB!
Enforcer holds his knee as Masters grabs both of his legs and then turns the champion over into the submission hold. The crowd are going wild as Enforcer yells in agony and tries to crawl to the ropes…
HE: Your stronger than this E….don’t worry…
HA: Enforcer looks worried right now…his championship is hanging in the balance…
The referee is asking Enforcer if he wants to give up but Big E shakes his head and pulls at his hair as he tries to claw his way to the ropes. Mike Masters is wrenching back on the legs of his foe, doing everything he can to secure victory…
HE: I can barely watch….I might be sick…
HA: I’ll let you know when Enforcer taps out….
Enforcer is yelling in agony, the pain is painted on his face, as he struggles to fight his way out of the submission. Mike Masters is really pulling back on the legs of his opponent, extending the pressure into the thighs and the lower back….
HA: Enforcer’s EWF Championship reign has never been in more jeopardy, this is a serious challenge…
HE: Please lord….
HA: Are you praying?
HE: SOMEONE NEEDS TO!
Enforcer’s face is reddening by the instant and the ropes still seem a lifetime away, his fight begins to deteriorate. Masters adjusts his position so he sits a little further up on the back, allowing him to bend the legs further….
HA: Enforcer is being tortured here….The Authority’s domination is teetering on the edge of collapse….
The referee once again asks Enforcer if he wants to quit and this time the champion doesn’t answer. He seems incapable of muttering the words but his eyes suggest that the end is near….his arm quivers, reluctant to tap out….
HA: The champion has no choice…..20,000 fans are about to explode…
HE: TAKE THAT DOUBTERS….HOW DARE YOU DOUBT THE KING!
The cheers suddenly turn to boos as Enforcer is able to extend his arm just far enough to close his fist around the bottom rope. Henry Lloyd is stood up, taunting the fans…
HA: Will you sit down, you are an embarrassment….
HE: You are an embarrassment….you are witnessing greatness and all you do is sit and eat…
HA: I haven’t eaten since dinner….the sweet wrappers are yours….
HE: Inconsequential…
In the ring, Mike Masters is a little crestfallen as the referee orders him to release the submission. He staggers into the centre of the ring and looks down at Enforcer before shouting for the champion to stand up…
HA: Mike Masters now has the champion reeling….he’s got him hurt….KILLSWITCH!
Masters once again looks for the inverted facebuster but Enforcer is able to shove him away again. This time the challenger springs straight onto the ropes and moonsaults back into an incredible inverted DDT….
HE: How…
HA: Masters looking to steal the show…
1.
…2
…..shoulder up from Enforcer.
HA: So, so close to a three…
HE: But it wasn’t one….get over it…
Masters is smiling as he gets to his feet, knowing Enforcer is in a bad way, and he pulls the champion back up to his feet and looks to whip him into the corner…
HE: That was never going to work…
Enforcer reverses the whip and he sends Masters toward the turnbuckle and the follows in. Masters runs straight up the ropes and twists back with an incredible “whisper in the wind” corkscrew take-down…
HA: Is this the moment….this is where it ends….GRINGO…
Enforcer pushes Masters away and then tries to take him out with a running boot but Masters ducks it and springs onto the ropes…
HA: DISASTER…
HE: SPEAR!
Enforcer ducks the flying kick, sending Masters off balance, and then he runs the ropes and returns with a flying spear but Masters rolls out of the way and Enforcer crashes straight into the referee. Enforcer looks angry at the referee and then gets back up and heads straight for Mike Masters….
HE: No referee means that now Masters is going to pay…
HA: You condone that, do you?
HE: Absolutely…
Masters kicks out and catches Enforcer in the stomach before hammering him back with a series of right hands. Big E is reeling as Masters changes tactic and nails chops to the chest before looking for an Irish whip…
HE: Time for the games to stop…
Enforcer ducks inside and he drags Masters toward him before drilling him with a crunching urange backbreaker. Masters is flat on the canvass as Big E heads to the corner and climbs to the top rope…
HA: You don’t often see Enforcer take this kind of risk….
HE: But because he is that damn good, he can do what he likes….YOU WILL NEVER SEE A BETTER MOONSAULT THAN THAT!
The crowd are in stunned disbelief as Enforcer comes floating down from the top rope and he crashes onto the chest of Mike Masters with an incredible moonsault. Masters is completely out cold as Enforcer makes the cover…
HE: Give me the belt, I want to hand it to Enforcer, personally…
HA: There is no damn referee to make the count…how much more of a moron can you be?
Enforcer seems to realises this and he gets back to his feet and begins to shake the referee, violently. The official doesn’t respond so Big E shoves him down on the mat and then climbs from the ring…
HE: Where are you going, E?
HA: Probably running to Jones or Callihan…
HE: You were saying? Now it gets interesting…
Enforcer grabs a steel chair from ringside and he folds it up before heading back into the ring. The champion raps his knuckles against the seat of the weapon and then he ushers Masters to stand up…
HE: Masters has stunk out this joint for long enough…
HA: This isn’t right…..this match shouldn’t end this way….
HE: Masters’ blood is about to stain Manchester….
Enforcer’s eyes glow as he waits for Masters to get up to his feet and then he swings the chair right at his opponent’s head…
HE: GET HIM!
HA: DISASTER KICK!
Masters ducks under the kick and he springs onto the ropes before flying back and he boots the chair clean into Enforcer’s face, knocking him out. Enforcer is flat out on the mat as Masters stumbles over to the corner and climbs to the top…
HE: Nooo…..no….someone stop him….
HA: Enforcer brought that chair in the ring….he initiated it and his plan backfired….Mike Masters on the edge of the world…..this is your chance Mike….go on son…..450 SPLASH!
*Crowd pop
HE: Please no….
Mike Masters lands the 450 splash onto Enforcer and he collapses onto the champion’s chest as the referee slowly comes around and starts to count….
..
..
….1
..
..
..
……..2
..
..
….
HE: NO….NO….
..
..
..
HA: Mike Masters is one second away…
..
..
..
……………..3!
Ding ding ding
HE: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
HA: YES….YES….YES….HE DID IT….YOU DID IT, MIKE….YOUR THE CHAMPION OF THE BY GOD WORLD!
*Crowd ultra pop
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen…..here is your winner……………..and NEW EWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION……………Miiiiiiiiiiiikkkkkkkkkkeeeeeeeeeee Maaaaaaaaassssssttttttttteeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrsssssssssss!
HA: Despite everything that was thrown at him….all the attacks, all the beat-downs and the neck injury….Mike Masters has defied the odds, defied The Authority…..he is the new EWF Champion….I can’t hear you any more brother, nothing to say?
HE: I’m resigning…
Masters is on his knees, tears in his eyes, as the referee calls for the championship belt and then he places it into Masters’ arms. “Champion” is screaming out of the speakers and 21,000 plus in attendance are on their feet…
HA: What a moment….what a landmark in 6CW history….Mike Masters is the champion of the world….
HE: Please let this be a nightmare…
Masters stumbles over to the ropes and he climbs onto the second rope before throwing the championship up over his head, sparking another roar from the crowd. He holds the belt close to his chest…
HA: Mike Masters will be partying for days after this….and my word has he earned it….The Authority just took one hell of a knock on their journey for total domination….
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