WCWA's Riot 4-19
With out a knock the propritor of 2sweet2bsour Industries Talent Angency/Exchange bursts into the office of the Owner and propritor of the WCWA, Mike Sloan. Dressed in a casual business attire, Mike has his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and his nose deep down into his paper work.
MS- Good afternoon Mr. Johnson, I've bee expecting you.
[Set back from the surprise that he did not surprise Mike Sloan he perceded to make his advance into the office.]
VJ- Well it's a good day Sloanie-boy...
[Mike glanced up from his paper work and eyed him for the comment.]
VJ- I mean that 2b2bs and WCWA has came to terms upon using Frank Dylon James tonight. I was fearful that the two sides would not be able to sign the contracts in time.
[Sloan places his nose back into the paper work.]
MS- Honestly, Mr. Johnson, I would never had made the match if I didn't think we could hash out the terms. Frankly....
[Barefoot and overalls busts into the office.]
FDJ- Time for RASSLEFIGHT!
[Vapors is quick to grab the boy by his shoulders.]
MS- Mr. Johnson could you please attempt to put a leash on that boy of yours before I have to.
[Vapors turns his attention towards the young 2s2bs talent.]
VJ- Frank... Mr. Sloan and myself has to finialize the contracts, could you go and get lost for the time. I will find your match.
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[Vapors closes the door behind him, he takes a peice of cloth from his pocket and removes the sweat from his forehead.]
VJ- Such a crude negotiator. Who would have thought that Mike Sloan would be a shrude businessman?
[He looks around and finds FDJ hovering around Pete Whealdon and Curtis Penn.]
VJ- Frank leave those boys alone and by God, could you two put away those T-I-T-L-E-S before he notices that they are....
[Frank looks at the waists of the CHIMERA FT and he screams.]
FDJ- SHIIIINNNYYY!
[Pete pie faces FDJ as he reaches for them and Vapors rushes over to grab his young consort while Pete and Penn walk away.]
Frank Dylon James v Pete Whealdon
Pete Whealdon came down to the ring first, as "Collapse and Crush" by Isis played, wearing his leather vest and yellow and black tights, Black Wrestling Shoes with Yellow Shin Kick Pads and Knee Pads, the WCWA Tag Title Strapped Tightly around his waist. He made his way to the ring slowly, looking through the crowd for a possible charging FDJ.
FDJ Followed shortly after Whealdon hit the ring to no music, and wearing torn off Jeans and nothing else, he stampeded down to the ring, and the bell was rung and we were under way!
Instead of wild brawling between both men, they stood forehead to forehead jawing at one another, until Whealdon shoved FDJ! FDJ retaliated by firing off a wild haymaker, but Whealdon easily ducked out of the way and laid a stiff kick to the thigh of FDJ. He followed up with another, Dancing around the larger brawler who kept attempting to throw haymakers, while Whealdon displayed the devestating kick power that originally brought him to the sport.
Whealdon, continued to deliver hard kicks to the thigh of FDJ, continually trying to stay out of the grasp of the larger man, and using his own recklessness against him. Whealdon couldn't chop the larger man down though and moved in closer to deliver a hard overhand slap to the bare chest of FDJ! FDJ nailed a hard straight barefoot kick to the midsection of Whealdon and shoved him hard, sending him sprawling to the corner, FDJ charging in, throwing his body in to Whealdon, dropping him down to a sitting position, While FDJ layed in hard kicks to the head and upperbody of Whealdon.
FDJ Pulled Whealdon up out of the corner with both hands before levling him again with a hard straight punch, Whealdon rubbing his jaw on the mat, As FDJ bent over to pull him back up, Whealdon kicked back up over his head, sending the larger man stumbling backwards as the kick connected with the bridge of his nose. Whealdon slowly go tto his feet, still feeling the effects of the barrage of blows from FDJ and charged at him hard and nailed a hard dropkick, sending FDJ stumbling in to the ropes, where he hung, as Whealdon bounced off of the opposite ropes and sent the both of them tumbling over the top rope with a leaping knee strike
As both men lay breathing hard on the mat outside of the ring, the referee slid out to make sure both competitors could continue.
amazingly FDJ was the first to pull himself to his feet, stumbling up and laying bent across the apron catching his breathe, as Pete Whealdon stirred. FDJ Had pulled himself up to a standing position on the apron when Whealdon hopped up to his feet.
Whealdon lept up on to the apron and delivered a hard roundhouse kick to the back of FDJ, nearly losing his own balance, but stunning the man. Whealdon turned FDJ so that his back was facing Whealdon, while delivering a hard forearm shot. Whealdon lept up and while grabbing FDJ by the shoulders, at the same time tucked his knees in to FDJ's back and fell backwards, falling back down on to the thinly padded concrete as he flipped FDJ over with the double knee backbreaker, on to his belly as the crowd roared in approval of the action.
both men once agains found themselves laying down outside the ring, with the ref once again looking over both men, this time it would be Whealdon who got his feet first, rolling FDJ over on his back, Whealdon took his time getting back in the ring, even helping a fan remove his ballcap from his head!
As Whealdon prepared to dive out of the ring, he jawed with the fans some more
it would prove to be a costly mistake.
as he springboarded out of the ring to execute a double foot stomp, FDJ had just enough synapses firing to roll out of the way, pulling himself up by the barricade as Whealdon lay crumpled outside of the ring.
FDJ went quickly back on the attack ramming whealdon in to the corner post, and slamming his head in to the ring apron and shoving him in to the barricade.
the ref moved in tot ry and convince the men to move the match back in to the ring, but FDJ had other ideas and started battering Whealdon with crude kicks and knee shots.
the ref had enough of this and physically interjected himself telling FDJ to take it back in the ring, Whealdon siezed on this window and brought the big man down with a low blow kick, The ref admonished Whealdon as he pulled himself to his feet, and received a hard glare for his trouble while the crowd booed at Whealdon. Whealdon rolled FDJ back in to the ring, rolling in quickly himself, he pulled the largeman up to his knees and began to batter him in the chest with hard kicks, his chest starting to purple up from the repeated onslaught, before knocking him over with a hard straight kick to the face.
Whealdon seized the opportunity, and tried to go for the Keylock Clutch, but FDJ was refusing to co-operateand pushed Whealdon off of him, while rolling over on to his back, Whealdon scrambled back to his feet and stalked waiting for FDJ to get back to his feet. he lined him up for a kill shot, but FDJ stayed low and barreled hard in to the whealdon crashing down on top of him and battering him with straight punches while whealdon tried his best to pull away, FDJ pulled him to his feet and leveled him with another hard straight punch, before hoo-ahhing to the crowd. Whealdon kipped back up to his feet, and landed a hard forearm to FDJ's chin, FDJ responded with a haymaker punch.
and it was on, both men began swinging for the fences as FDJ began throwing wild punches and kicks, while Whealdon responded with overhead slaps, trying to line up FDJ for some more hard kicks to iehter his leg or his bruised chest, the ref once again tried to interject and ended up on the receiving end of a set of shots from both men, falling out of the way.
the bell was rang, right as Whealdon executed a hard reverse roundhouse kick to the head of FDJ and followed up with a series openhand chops to the face, followed up with a rolling kesagir chop to the face and a roundhouse kick to the head. as referees and personel poured out from the back to restore order, FDJ tackled Whealdon through the ropes out to the floor, with more punches and thrashing from Whealdon as both competitors were finally pulled apart, and after several more attempts to restart the action, everyone was sent to the back
[NO CONTEST by Double Disqualification]
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[FDJ breaks through the crowd, whooting and hollering about shiny things and rassle-fighting.]
VJ- Now where is he going.
[Vapors lifts his legs over the gaurd rail in pursuit of FDJ.]
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[Fat Breakers]
[Dustin Dunn, Jimmy Ryans and Karl “Big Man” Jones]
[“Here we come to eat all your food,” is heard followed by their trademark parody music “Eat It” by Weird Al Yankovic.]
Jones: “Here we are back in the WCWA, the place that we made famous with our epic battles with those has-beens 80 Proof.”
[Dustin Dunn looks down at Karl and takes a break from eating his Bavarian Crème donut; he slurps his Caramel Coffee Coolatta.]
Dunn: “Man that’s good. Yeah, I have to agree with Karl. Only I don’t know if 80 Proofs has-beens or not. I rather think of them as Turkey Necks, a little tough but not worth my time.”
[Karl takes back over.]
Jones: “Uh, yeah. You’re the man Dustin. AS long as we keep Jimmy from talking we’ll be alright, I hope.”
[Jimmy looks down at Karl with his chocolate mustache from his French Vanilla Coffee Coolatta.]
Jones: “Tonight 80 Proof is going to feel the bone crunching power and weight of the Fat Breakers. We vow to show the world or at least the WCWA the kind of force were going to be.”
[The trio leaves as their theme music plays on.]
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80 Proof v The fat Breakers
This match features two tag teams totaling over 1,300 pounds of human flesh.
Dunn and Beam start off the match with Beam taking the upper hand quickly with a headlock. He takes Dunn down and wrenches on his neck. After a minute or so they get back up with Dunn knocking Beam down with a running shoulder block. Dunn hit an elbow drop and went for a splash, but Beam rolled out of the way and made the tag to Jack.
Jack comes in and does minimal damage Dunn with a body slam, elbow drop and a lariat that took Dunn off his feet. Jack follows it up with some stomps and a fist drop. Jack picks up Dunn; he whips him into the ropes. Dunn bounces off, ducks a lariat from Jack and picks him up for a body slam. Dunn slams him down hard and then proceeds to stands on Jack’s chest for a submission. It’s no good.
Ryans is in the ring now with Beam. Beam has a headlock hooked onto Ryans who’s got one knee on the mat. Ryans powers out hitting Beam in the stomach with a few elbow shots then a back suplex.
Jack’s back in looking to turn the tide as is Dunn. They lock up as Dunn takes the upper hand. Dunn chops Jack’s chest three times and tosses him into the corner. Dunn tags in Ryans and holds Jack in the corner. Ryans runs at them, Dunn moves and Ryans hits a bone crunching splash on Jack. Jack falls to the mat and Ryans rolls him over going for the pin.
1…
2…
Beam rushes in and breaks up the pin.
Upset with himself, Ryans goes over and tags Dunn in again. Dunn comes in and goes straight to work on Jack. He hits a couple of forearm smashes on Jack’s back, followed up with a body slam, a leg drop and a semi-running elbow drop to the throat of Jack.
Dunn tags in Ryans and they attempt to hit the “Bulging Disc” on Jack. Beam runs in and breaks up the double team move. The referee tries to get Dunn out of the ring. Beam has a chain in his hand, he tells Jack to get up, they put the chain around Ryans neck as 80 Proof hit a double “Grey Russian” on Ryans. Beam gets out of the ring, the referee makes the count.
1…
2…
3…
WINNERS: 80 PROOF AT THE 8:32 MARK!!!
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Lincoln Park Mafia v Crucial Conflict
Lincoln Park Mafia was represented by Tyler Gunn and Sebastian Black. This was a very disappointing match for Crucial Conflict as they were utterly humiliated in the match. They had very limited offensive moves that consisted of a few body slams and a spin heel kick. The lack of actually caring if they won or loss was shocking to the WCWA fans. They just didn’t show up like Gunn and Black did.
After about four minutes of total domination Black tagged in Gunn who used his power to wear down the larger members of Crucial Conflict. Gunn tags back out to Black; Gunn runs over and knocks RoadkillBob off the apron as Black hits a shoulder breaker on Shinjero for the pin.
WINNERS: LINCOLN PARK MAFIA AT THE 5:21 MARK!!!
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If you feel so empty
So used up, so let down
If you feel so angry
So ripped off so stepped on
You're not the only one
Refusing to back down
You're not the only one
So get up
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
If you feel so filthy
So dirty so fucked up
If you feel so walked on
So painful so pissed off
You're not the only one
Refusing to go down
You're not the only one
So get up
[Now emerging from the curtain is "The Spotlight" Bryan Smith. Smith, he is wearing a pair of baggy blue jean pants, and has no shirt on. Across his right shoulder is the WCWA Riot Championship, and across his left shoulder is the WCWA Gold Rush Championship. Bryan stops and looks at each championship as he shoots a cocky smile and begins to walk to the ring.]
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
If you feel so empty
So used up, so let down
If you feel so angry
Just get up
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
[He gets into the ring and goes over to the turn buckle climbing on top of it. “The Spotlight” raises each championship up into the air for all to see. He is booed as he jumps down and walks over to the other turnbuckle and raises them both into the air again as the boos continue to grow louder.]
The Spotlight: Well I did it I became a double champion last week at the super card and I had to go through one of my friends to do it. But like Demetrius and I both stated in the ring it was business. So we both came to the ring and Mike Sloan had it changed to a ladder match to try even harder to put a wedge between Team Wallace.
[Smith pauses.]
The Spotlight: But after I won the match between us we went and partied all night with Calib and nothing was going through our minds. Tonight he continues to try to break up the team by having me wrestle Calib Wallace. But that won’t happen because we both agree in the ring it is business and whoever wins, well wins. So, now I stand before everybody in the WCWA as the Riot and Gold Rush champion!
“Break Bread!"
['Break Bread' by I-20 plays over the loud speakers as Bryan Smith looks up at the steel ramp as the newly appointed Commissioner of the WCWA steps out with a large smile on his face. Bryan Smith's smile slowly fades away as the crowd bursts into cheers as Nicholas Burbank...better known as Heatwave steps down the ramp with a smile on his face. He carries a brown box in his hands as he climbs into the ring. Wearing a black suit with a red silk tie, Nicholas is all smiles as he walks past Smith and grabs a microphone as the music slowly fades out.]
N. Burbank- Mr. Smith...I want to reintroduce myself to you...
The Spotlight: I know who the hell you are...
[Nicholas smiles as he shakes his head.]
N. Burbank- No...I don't think you do and if you interrupt me anymore, you'll be sorry. Now, allow me to reintroduce myself, I'm Nicholas Burbank...the new WCWA Commissioner appointed by Mr. Sloan himself...so which means...I'm your boss.
The Spotlight: This is such bullshit.
N. Burbank- But it's the truth. And I'm here for a couple of reasons. One I want to congratulate you on defeating Demetrius Burrell for both the Gold Rush and the Riot Title. You'll make a great champion in the WCWA.
The Spotlight: Yeah...you're preaching to the choir, so how about we get to it?
N. Burbank- Of course, of course. But from this point on...I've taken it upon myself to tell you that even though you are both the Riot and the Gold Rush Champion...those titles are no longer valid in the WCWA.
[Bryan becomes livid as he throws both titles on the ground and takes a step closer to Nicholas who once hasn’t stopped smiling.]
N. Burbank- Bryan...be careful, remember the last time you came into the ring with me? Yeah...the last time we met in the ring, you packed your bags and left the White Mountains, so I would watch it and calm your ass down because I'm not finished. The only reason why I declared both titles now invalid and defunct is because of the face that as of today, I've meddled both titles and declared them the WCWA Golden Gate Champion...with you Bryan Smith...as its first champion.
[Pulling the golden plated title out of the box, he hands the title to Bryan Smith, who snatches the title away and starts to jump around the ring as the crowd begins to boo. Nicholas claps his hands as nods his head slowly.]
The Spotlight: First of all, I’d like to add that you didn’t run me out of the White Mountains, my contract was very short term as TSW closed its doors I needed a home. But back on track I am the Golden Gate champion and the last Riot and Gold Rush champion. I’ve already proven why I am the greatest wrestler alive and my list of championships just continue to grow.
N. Burbank- Well, Bryan...congrats once again...but don't get too happy too soon because two weeks from now, you're going to defend the title against the number one contender for the Golden Gate Title...and that, my friend...is going to be up against the one and the only....JANE!
[The crowd bursts into cheers as Bryan Smith jaw drops and as Nicholas shrugs his shoulders and steps out of the ring.
[The Gold Rush and Riot titles lay in a heap on the canvas and FDJ wanders out from the crowd holding a bucket of popcorn and a soda. He hands the popcorn to one of the security gaurds and steps over the railing , then he asks for his popcorn back. He walks around the ring and he notices the two belts in the center of the ring.]
[His mouth falls agape and the bucket of popcorn lands on the floor. He reaches out for the shiny titles and pulls himself into the ring.]
FDJ(airy voice)- Shiny....Shiny...
[He rolls into the ring and grabs both titles in his hands and rolls around on the mat, hugging the titles.]
FDJ(Screaming)- SHIIIIINNNNYYYY!
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[Vapors manages to conveince FDJ to exit the ring, but only after Mike Sloan allows FDJ to keep the titles if he left the ring.]
[Sloan picks up the microphone that was left by Burbank and Smith.]
"Guess I'm going to have to talk to the new guy about taking up time on my show. Not to mention that Burbank just left about five hundred dollars just laying around in the ring to be taken."
[Sloan shrugs his shoulders.]
"Well since I am out here, I'm going to tell you a little bit about the next match. As we all know SoulTaker has decided to retire/quit/take a few months off from WCWA and I can respect that. But, I had to come up with a great replacement match for Ryan Adams, the kid is just so darn good and I have to have talent like that on my Riot shows."
[Sloan paces the ring.]
"So this is what I've deciced to do Michael Morrison v Jane v Ryan Adams. I'm just dying to see how this little ménage a trois ends."
[Sloan turns off the microphone and heads to the back.
Michael Morrison v Jane v Ryan Adams
Mike Sloan announced that since the departure of Soultaker left Ryan Adams matchless tonight that he would again have a ménage a trois with Jane and Michael Morrison. A match full of fast paced action, stiff blows and a few heroic and knightly gestures from Ryan Adams gave Morrison the upper hand in defeating Jane and Adams after Adams accidentally knocked Jane off of the apron as he was tossed into the ropes by Morrison. Ryan caught himself on the rope and bent over to look at what he caused by hitting the ropes as he turned around he was caught wit the Queens City Crusher! And scores the pinfall as Jane climbs back into the ring.
Michael Morrison wins via pin fall. 7 min 03 seconds. |
Calib Wallace v Bryan Smith
[The match started out with Smith attacking Calib with a few quick aerial moves and trying for a few quick pin attempts. Shortly after Calib got the advantage over "The Spotlight" when he tried for a Spotlight bomb and Wallace moved out of the way. He hit Smith with a few elbow drops and leg drops and tried locking him into the 'Pic Off' but Bryan got to the ropes. They both got to their feet and looked at each other before they both nodded in approval and started trading punches in the center of the ring. Calib started getting Smith to tumble back as a chair was tossed into the ring by a fan. Dan Easton hops the other guardrail as the referee is now grabbing other objects and the chair and tossing them out of the ring. Easton nails Wallace over the head with a clipboard and drags Smith across him as the ref turns around makes the count and Bryan gets the win.] |
Demtrius Burrell v Noah Hanson (c)
Demetruis Burrell walks down to the ring with the rest of Team Wallace, Bryan Smith and Calib Wallace, the trio seems to be as tight as ever. Bryan and Wallace talk about their match as they follow Burrell to the ring. Demetruis slides into the ring and waits on the champion to make his way down. Smith and Wallace follow him in the ring and they talk match strategy.
The Champion breaks through the curtain and takes five steps from behind the curtain. He pauses and collects the applause from the crowd. Team Wallace taunts him to come into the ring. He shakes a finger at them and waves to the curtain. From behind the curtain walks out Michael Morrison , still sweating from his three way against Ryan Adams and Jane, he pats the champ on the shoulder and they make their way down to the ring.
3 v 2 they stare off finger pointing and jaw jacking begin. Smith grows tired of it and jumps from behind the pack and decks Morrison in the mouth. A rumble ensues costing Noah his fresh stance, Noah and Morrison had a moment of opportunity to hold there own, but the conniving Smith belts Hanson in the face with his shiny new Golden Gate Title. The bell hasn’t rang and it won’t ring until the ring is cleared of all non-participants.
Jane rushes the ring, she’s looking to get an earlier start on Bryan Smith and a better look fat the new shiny title. She hit’s the ring with a fury and bull dogs Burrell into the mat and quickly lands a forearm across the nose of Wallace. She ties up with Smith as Morrison and Hanson stand up and begin tossing Wallace outside of the ring. She and Bryan wrestle each other over the top rope and Morrison dives under the bottom rope and engages Wallace on the outside.
The four of them battle up the ramp and the match finally starts.
Hanson lifts Burrell to his feet and is met by a European Uppercut, rocking Hanson to the ropes. Hanson bounces off the ropes and kicks Burrell into the gut, doubling Burrell over. Hanson drives a double fist down to Burrell’s back sending him to one knee. Fury battles from his knees, punching Hanson in the stomach and building his way back up and finally rocks Hanson with a stiff punch to the jaw and lays him down with a short clothesline.
For the next three minutes they trade punches back and forth. They trade chops and cheap tricks. What settles it is a thumb to the eye and a vicious DDT. Fury tries for a quick pin, hoping that it would settle the champion down and finally pave him a golden road. Nothing but a two count. The fans begin to cheer on Noah as he attempts a comeback. He gets separation and kicks at Fury, his leg is caught and turns it around to an enZiguri, knocking Fury to the mat.
Wallace runs down to the ring and creeps low and out of the refs sight. The fans are calling his name and pointing at Wallace, but the ref watches as Noah climbs the turnbuckles. Noah goes to take the leap and Wallace rushes into the ring and spears Hanson in mid-air. The ref, tired of the interference calls for the bell.
Hanson retains.
Fury and Wallace just look at each other, while Wallace tries to tell him that he's sorry and was only trying to help.
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