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Post by MongotheDestroyer on Sept 3, 2021 0:28:43 GMT -5
This alley was not familiar to him. A short, fat, drunk man wasnt very welcome in a place like this and it was stupid of him to come down here. The problem was that he didnt remember coming down here. It was like he suddenly woke up there, walking. Something made his spine shake inside of him. It was like something had just run an ice cube up his back. Nothing was actually touching him yet, but it was there like a sixth sense.
He turned and it hit him before he could even know that it was really there. A large dark mass pinned him against the wall and let out a hot breath the smelled of decay. Suddenly they were recognizable. Those eyes. The same eyes that had chased him so many times before. The eyes surrounded by that paint that was a mark of madness. The fingers the gripped his shoulders dug in so deep they were nearly to bone. Sweat came out of the fat man like water from a faucet and his eyes became so narrow the pupils disappeared in the pool of white.
Fat Man: Whu
what do you want?
The dark figures head lifted to look directly into his eyes. They seemed to smile at him. This was the psychotic part of him, Dave Brickheart.
Dave: You know I kind of wondered why it seems like everywhere I go I run into you.
Fat Man: I..ii..I wonder that t..too.
Dave: Oh you do? Funny because Im the one here that has a predetermined schedule because of my employment with SWAT. So either you are following me or this is really just that small of a world.
Fat Man: Small world.
Dave: Oh I sure hope you dont want it like that, because if it is then there really isnt enough room for the both of us and it wont be me vacating the premises if you get my drift.
Suddenly something blunt, but cold pressed against the fat mans temple. From the corner of his eye he could barely make out the handle of a screwdriver. The handle was stained with a brown substance.
Fat Man: Of course.
Dave: You see though I dont think its a small world. I think that you are following me. In one sense or another at least.
Fat Man: What do you mean?
The head of the screwdriver pressed harder into his forehead.
Dave: Well lets consider the options. Well I already did that so Ill just get to my conclusion. There has been something hidden within me. I confess a deep desire. Something that is unsettled. This keeps going around in my unconscious mind, playing around with my emotions and sometimes knocking me off course. It keeps resurfacing and haunting me, much like you. Ever consider the idea that perhaps you are the manifestation of that hidden desire?
Fat Man: Thats crazy.
Fists slammed around his head.
Dave: NO! Whats crazy is the fact that I can no longer even satisfy that need. Ive fallen off course and now I need to get back on track, but I need to head in the direction of that problem.
Another hard breath spews against the fat mans face.
Dave: Are you scared for your life right now? Of course you are. Then again if you arent a figment of my imagination I can assure you that you dont have anything to fear. Im not a murderer, but Ill destroy you if you are what I think you are. Believe me I will. And dont say anything else because I demand it. Hell if I created you why cant I control you? Makes me wonder if anyone else can see you. I doubt it. No one is really around when you show up. Thats another clue to the idea that you may not be real. No one I know is aware of you. Hell the fact that you are fat, confused, drunk, and ugly points to that cancer in my mind. Do you know what it is? What has been eating away at me? Of course you do
.TANNER!!! It may be a long road before I find him, but I am making my first steps next Fiesta. My first step is to take down Conner like he was nothing. Push him out of my way and move on towards Tanner. That bastard wont beat me again.
With only one blink Dave has disappeared and the fat man falls to his knees gasping for air. He had nearly had a heart attack. This sort of thing is going to kill him
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Post by MongotheDestroyer on Sept 3, 2021 0:29:04 GMT -5
Scene opens up to Caribbean studio's. Set complete with deck chairs, hammocks, fake palm tree's and glass coffee tables with big drinks accompanyed by umbrella's in the drinks.
Rios Rivera : Hola Amigo's ... and welcome to Fiesta!
Pablo Escobar : That-a was-a Dave Brickheart-a, former Caribbean Champ-a.
Pedro Santiago : And this is iFiesta!
Rios Rivera : 2006 is well and truly rolling now, as we couldn't be happier to be back in the Caribbean.
Pablo Escobar : Tonight we-a have-a huge-a show-a for you-a.
Pedro Santiago : Caribbean Heavyweight Championship on the line as James Fierce defends against The Enigma Adam Haven.
Rios Rivera : Los Goodfella's make there tag team debut.
Pablo Escobar : Four of SWAT's best-a battle it out-a in two-a singles matches-a.
Pedro Santiago : Thats right amigo, we got Rage Sadler and Microshocker hooking it up, plus Ignacious Conner and Dave Brickheart doing singles battle.
Rios Rivera : You can bet all four of them will be putting it all on the line, with all four in the running for big matches come SWATTiversary!
Pablo Escobar : 2-a years-a allready-a!
Pedro Santiago : And most importantly of all, SWAT President Dracon Xanathos in the house tonight!
Rios Rivera : El Presidenta seems to be going el loco if you asked me.
Pedro Santiago : I didn't, lets take you now to Tijuana Entertainment Centre for highlights of the opening match up. The Main Ingredient Vs Brian Carpenter Vs Tony "The Bull" Jackson
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Post by MongotheDestroyer on Sept 3, 2021 0:29:18 GMT -5
[The camera shoots to the arena from the Fiesta studio]
Rios Rivera: Well first out was The Main Ingredient looking to continue his run in S.W.A.T with another win.
Pedro Santiago: Not to mention the unknown stipulation for this match.
Pablo Escobar: This a whole mystery thing-a makes a no sense.
[Lights go out and come back on with a black light type look. Main Ingredient walks to the ring doing r like struts now and then. When he gets to the ring he charges up the stairs and up the top rope and gives a kind of 2 finger salutes with the index and middle finger kind of like the salute Al used to do on 'Home Improvement'.]
[from Charlotte, North Carolina
. The Main Ingredient
Real Deal Killa!]
[As the music comes on throughout the arena, the ring announcer begins his introduction. A hulking man comes out pulling along a red wagon with Brian Carpenter sitting in it. As the man stops in front of the steps, Carpenter gets out and pays the man some money then he runs up the steps. He enters the ring and jumps on the turnbuckle before jumping out of the ring. He tags hands with all the kids in the front row. He then rolls back in the ring and readies himself for the match.]
[From Lubbock, TX
. Brain Carpenter!]
[St. Anger hits as The Bull runs to the ring smoking a cigar. He slides into the ring and throws his cigar at the crowd.]
[From Jamaica.. Tony Jackson!]
[The three men stand in the ring, they all look at one another as they expect the stipulation to be announced.]
Rios Rivera: However they where to be soon disappointed.
Pablo Escobar: Why-a keep those poor men in a suspense?
Pedro Santiago: Makes good TV.
[They wait a couple of minutes and nothing happens. RDK attacks Tony Jackson knocking him to the ground and the bell sounds.]
Rios Rivera: RDK decided to take control of the match early by making good use of the fact neither Tony Jackson nor the established Brian Carpenter where ready for the match.
[RDK hits Tony Jackson with a couple of hard and fast German Suplexes leaving Tony Jackson semi conscious on the mat.]
Pablo Escobar: RDK managed to get in some decent offence early on, taking down the Caribbean native Tony Jackson.
Pedro Santiago: Native? I think hes more a product of the British slave trade.
[Brian Carpenter comes in from nowhere assaulting RDK quickly with lefts and rights. The two men start exchanging blows and end up fighting in the mid ring area.]
Rios Rivera: Both RDK and Carpenter went at it from this point, taking each other blow for blow in the ring in an impressive style.
[Brian Carpenter starts getting on top of the brawl and manages to get enough space to hit RDK with a Super Kick sending him down to the mat. Brian then covers as quickly as possible 1
.2
.. Tony Jackson dives in to break the count.]
Pablo Escobar: That super kick gave Carpenter the advantage, however wasnt enough to get him the win in the first cover of the match.
[Tony forces Brian up to his feet and plants a few punches on him, Brian starts hitting Tony back with furious lefts and rights back him into the corner.]
Pedro Santiago: Tony lost out on that brawl and Carpenter continued his strong run in this match.
[Brian grabs a hold of Tony Jackson and gets him up for a Brainbuster Suplex and smashes him back down onto the mat and covers 1
.2
. RDK drops himself in to break the count.]
Rios Rivera: RDK this time making the save, and this was to be the part of the match where he started to make a real impact.
Pedro Santiago: But the three men where still unaware of the stipulations.
[RDK forces Brian up to his feet and whips him into the ropes. On the rebound RDK hits Brian with a running clothesline sending him down to the mat.]
Pablo Escobar: The Main Ingredient proving his-a worth in the Caribbean region with some great offence.
[RDK forces Brian up from the mat and whips him into the corner and follows up with a hard and fast spear.]
Rios Rivera: However it was not Brian who would lose to him.
[RDK covers 1
2
.. Brian just gets the shoulder up.]
Pedro Santiago: Brian kicked out.
[Main Ingredient then nailed Carpenter with the Realization TKO, covers. 1 ................. 2 ................ Tony Jackson breaks the count. He then sends Main Ingredient flying over the top rope with a Angle slam, he then picks up Carpenter, and drills him with a devastating Jackknife Powerbomb. Covers. 1 .............. 2 ................. 3!!!]
Shot of Jackson celebrating in the ring as St. Anger by Metallica hits, the ref raising his arm in victory as we switch back to the studios.
Rios Rivera : Nice upset win there to Tony Jackson.
Pedro Santiago : Upset, that guy is going to places around here, you mark my words.
Pablo Escobar : But what-a about-a the stipulations-a?
Rios Rivera : Who knows Pablo, maybe they just forgot? Time will tell i guess.
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Post by MongotheDestroyer on Sept 3, 2021 0:29:49 GMT -5
(Suddenly the place turns blue as strobe lights flash all over and Training Montage starts to play. Out from behind the curtain walks a man wearing a Black suit and his blonde hair is streaked back as a pair of sunglasses cover his face. Holding a mic in one hand, he raises the other to cue for the music to be cut and the fan sit there wondering who this man is. He removes his sunglasses and raises the mic to his mouth and you can clearly see that the man is former SWAT Rockies Superstar J.W. Madison.)
Madison: For a while now I have been sitting at home without a contract watching SWAT on T.V., then one morning I recieved a fax and on that fax was an offer for a contract for SWAT Arizona.. so I panned it over and thought about, the next day I recieved another fax, this time from SWAT Caribbean, they to were offering me a contract. So I thought about it.. had a shot of scotch and thought about it some more.
(Pacing back and forth on the stage he places his sunglasses in his upper jacket pocket.)
Madison: So I went down to the bar at the end of my street and had a few drinks, scored with a few ladies and the had a few more.... ladies that is. While this was all going on, on the TV there was a man on there that goes by Jason Starr, I dont know what he was saying cause the volume was turned down, which is probably a good thing since he looked like an idiot. So, when I stummbled home I went on the internet to look up this guy.
Madison: So I looked him up and apparently he's been running his mouth about having the longest reign in TKOW or something blah blah blah nevermind it's boring. So, the next morning I crossed the T's and dotted the I's and sent in my contract to SWAT. Since he's in the Caribbean league it was a no-brainer.
(The fans of the Caribbean league cheer as they chant J.W.)
Madison: So, I signed on with a One Year Contract and they said that I could challenge any that I wanted to. So, with that said... Jason Starr.. I am challenging you to a match next Fiesta!. Cause let me tell you something pal, this isnt TKOW, this is SWAT so what you have done there means shit here. Here you have earn what you get and you earned a match against me. After I beat your ass from here to the end of the world, you'll want to crawl back to that hole that is TKOW.. cause after I am done with you, people wont remember you for the Reign in TKOW, they'll remember you for the ass kicking you took in the debut match of J.W. Madison in SWAT Caribbean.
(Training Montage starts to play as Madison raises his fist as the fans cheer and he walks to the back and out of sight.)
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Post by MongotheDestroyer on Sept 3, 2021 0:30:06 GMT -5
Frank Salazar: Ladies and Gentlemen it's time for our next contest, scheduled for one fall with a 30 minute time limit.
Pablo: Oh-A boy...it's the battle of-a who could care less-a!
Pedro: Not very nice Pablo. These guys are two bright stars in SWAT and hell, Conner's the former Bermuda Triangle champ.
Salazar: Introducing first...
(Nobodies by Marilyn Manson begins playing as maroon and black lights flash throughout the arena.)
Salazar: ...from Champaign, Illinois and weighing in at 256 pounds he is the former SWAT Carribean Bermuda Triangle Champion...Ignacious Connnnnnnnnneeeerrrrrrr!!
(Conner rolls into the ring and walks directly to his corner)
Rios: Conner looking very focused tonight. No posing, no waves...he's all business right now and that could bode very badly for his opponent.
Salazar: And his opponent...from Hell, Michigan. Standing 5'7 and weighing 219 pounds...
Pedro: My last BM was bigger than Brickheart...
Pablo: You-A must-a been eatin the spicy fish tacos dat night-A
Rios: Are you two drunk? What's gotten into you both tonight. Focus. Please. Or I break out "Da Stick"
(Rios produces a large metal baton from under the desk. Crudely written in black sharpie are the words "Da Stick." Pablo and Pedro look at Rios, then at each other, then at Da Stick, then again at each other, then again at Rios then begin laughing)
Salazar: Daaaaaaaave Briiiiiiiiiiiickhearrrrrrrrt!!!
(Straight Out of Line beings blaring across the PA as Brickheart bounds out onto the stage. He flips into the ring and as he lands the ringposts explode ala Brock Lesnar. Conner looks thoroughly unimpressed as he blows his nose toward Brickheart.)
Pablo: Oooh-A the Snot Rocket-A!
The two men stare down each other as they approach the center of the ring. Referee Jimmy "Jellyfingers" Rosenrosen gives the men their instructions but before he finishes, Conner reaches out and slaps the absolute piss out of Brickheart.
Pedro: Bitchslap!!!
Brickheart charges and gets taken down with a headlock. Conner squeezes the head and neck, all the while talking trash. Brickheart grabs a handful of tights and rolls.
Pedro: Pin attempt only gets him a one and a half count.
Rios: Good move by Brickheart to catch Conner off guard. Conner's still got a hold of him though.
Brickheart manages to get up to one knee, then up to his feet. He shoves Conner to the ropes only to get knocked down with a big shoulder. Conner drops down to grab the headlock again but has it reversed into a hammerlock.
Pedro: Good counter there.
Brickheart drives three big knee drops into the elbow and shoulder of Conner. The ref asks Conner if he wants to give up and he too is greeted with a snot rocket.
Conner gets to his feet and reverses the hammerlock into a Northern Lights Suplex for a two count. He moves in on Dave but gets met with a snapmare which is quickly followed up with a big kick to the back.
Brickheart picks Conner up by the hair and hits a nice standing dropkick. Dave kips up and raises his hands to the joy of a scattered few in the crowd. He goes to attack Conner again but gets caught with a kick to the head as he leans in. Conner whips him into the ropes and begins to chop away.
Pablo: Whoooooooooo-A
Rios: You are so ridiculously stereotypical
Pablo: Thank-a you-a
Conner continues to attack in the corner. He pulls Dave out and spins him around before shoving him face first into the turnbuckle...
Pedro: Watch out!!!
As Dave turns around he is met by a tremendous slap across the face that sends him reeling back into the corner...
Rios: Taste Tester! Dave Brickheart is in a complete daze right now. Conner's gonna go for the kill right here.
Conner lifts Dave up and sits him on the top rope. He then climbs up to the second rope and gets Brickheart into a standing position before joining him on the top rope...
Pedro: He's gonna end it right here with the Big Body Slam...
Pablo: Don't-a be so-a sure. Lookit that!
Brickheart begins to battle back as both men struggle to keep their balance on the top rope. As they balance precariously, Brickheart hits a knee lift on Conner and as both men begin to go forward, he hits a Fameasser from the top rope all the way to the mat.
Rios: KINGDOM COME FROM THE TOP ROPE!! Holy shit Conner's out. Dave is moving very slowly, trying to crawl over to Conner's limp body. He's got the cover...
Pedro: One
Two
Three!!!!! He got him. What a move!
Frank Salazar: Your winner...Daaaaaaaaaaaave Briiiiiiiiiickhearrrrrrrrrt!!!!!
Rios: Brickheart pulls it out with an amazing Kingdom Come when it looked like Conner had him.
Pedro: Onto the next match...
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Post by MongotheDestroyer on Sept 3, 2021 0:30:23 GMT -5
Scene returns to the arena. Down with the Sickness hits and President Dracon Xanathos makes his way down to the ring, heavily boo'ed by the crowd. Pedro jumps up from ringside and holds the ropes open for El Presidenta' as he makes his way into the ring, then heads back to the booth, the proudest smile on his face you could ever see.
Dracon Xanathos : Well, here we are. Tijuana. Guess the April's fools joke is on us stuck in this hell hole, since when did Tijuana become part of the Caribbean anyways
When i find out who booked this show here, Adrian Tanner wont be the only one in the unemployement line!
Tijuana crowd near rioting.
Yes, yes. I know you all love me. Lets get on with this, i dont want to be out here any longer then i have to. James Fierce, get out here, RIGHT NOW~!
All Around the World hits the PA and the self proclaimed Supreme Caribbean Champion, James Fierce enters with a microphone in hand
Dracon Xanathos : So glad you could join us, champ.
James Fierce: You know I wouldn't let down the Billions and Billions of my Chinese fanbase, but you don't know what having fans is like, afterall pathetic and well ... you fit like a glove.
Dracon Xanathos : Ease up my man. You got me all wrong. I didn't summon you out here because you have done anything wrong. On the contrary, i have been watching you and your success here of late has been tremendous.
James Fierce: Damn Skippity.
Dracon Xanathos : Huh? (a perplexed look for a moment then dismissal) Never mind. You are on a tear here in the Caribbean! Not only Bermuda Triangle Champion, but Caribbean as well!
James Fierce: Yep, and let me guess, since your home boy Stan ain't World title material, you want me to join you, right?
Dracon Xanathos : Not quite, but certainly worth pondering. Come see me after the show and we can talk over that more. But for right now, there is a saying, two's company, three's a whole new ball game.
James Fierce: Whoa now big boy. Me and the Mute Blonde Bombshells get freaky all the time, but shit man, queering is a GCW thing, not a James Fierce thing. My Chinese fans wouldn't look at me in the same light ... Plus its just wrong.
Dracon Xanathos : You deny to strongly my friend, but I dont go that way. I was talking about belts, two belts is great, THREE BELTS, thats unheard of.
James Fierce: I am a Diety around here, and if you ever grow some testicles you'd see that. I am money. Plain and simple.
Dracon Xanaoths : Ohhh, i agree with you totally. Thats why next Fiesta, its going to be you, James Fierce, going one on one for the World Heavyweight Championship with NICK COLLYER when he tours through here.
Crowd goes wild.
James Fierce: Now that my friend is a smart buisness move. You just made yourself rich. Very rich.
Dracon Xanathos : I allready am rich. Rich beyond your wildest dreams. And if you think i'd give a chump stain walk behinder like you a World Heavyweight Match, your insane! You must be the biggest April fool this side of Australia
James Fierce: The only foolish thing around here is not booking this match before now.
Dracon Xanathos : Before now? You still dont get it, do you? The match isnt going to take place at all. It was a joke man. An April Fools joke. Like i would give a World title match to the likes of you!
James Fierce: April Fool's, eh. Okay.
James begins to walk down to the ring
Dracon Xanathos : Woah. Hold it right there! And leave the Bermuda Triangle title on your way. You've just been stripped of it.
James Fierce: Say what? You're just full of surprises tonight, aren't you? I've never seen anyone wanting a beating as much as you are now ... and oh do I love beatings.
James climbs up on the ring apron
Dracon Xanathos : You wouldn't dare! I am the President!
James Fierce: And I am your most profitable wrestler ... whose about to kick the presidents ass.
Fierce enters the ring and grabs Xanathos by his expensive jacket, rag doll shaking him.
WHAM!
Tony Jackson just blindsides Fierce, laying him out with a cracking chair shot and picking up the Bermuda Triangle Championship.
Dracon Xanathos : Well done young man. You can consider that title yours. You've earned it. I was planning on awarding it to you anyway, remember the stip to your match, the stip no one knew what it was. This is why. how could i announce the match was for the Bermuda Triangle belt, when i still hadn't stripped Fierce of it yet.
And as for Collyer touring, thats happening, just not Fierce getting the shot is all. Next show, it will be, Ignacious Conner, Dave Brickheart and Microshocker going at it in a triangle match. The winner to meet Collyer, or whoever is at the time Champ, the final Fiesta before SWATTiversary!
James shakes the chairshot off ... snatches the chair out of Jacksons hand, getting back to his feet causing Jackson and Dracon both to exit the ring in a hurry.
Xanathos then gets all tough on the rampway, trying to get back in there, Jackson "holding him back" as we fade to commercial.
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Post by MongotheDestroyer on Sept 3, 2021 0:30:59 GMT -5
Caribbean studio's.
Rios Rivera : Welcome back, big win there to Dave Brickheart, he is a force to be reckoned with here in the Caribbean, and god help anyone who gets in his way.
Pablo Escobar : Coming up-a next-a, two more men-a you dont want to get in the way-a of-a.
Pedro Santiago : Microshocker and Rage Sadler! Lets take you to the highlights of this one.
Scene switches to the arena, both men in the ring allready.
[Shot of Rage Sadler coming out with all guns blazing early, tearing into Microshocker with some brutal punches and kicks.]
[Shot of Sadler with a snap suplex.]
[Shot of Sadler with a clothesline.]
[Shot of Rage Sadler with a series of chops to Microshocker.]
[Shot of Microshocker shaking off the chops, grabbing Sadler with two handfuls of hair and planting a lip lock on him.]
[Shot of Sadler furious, throwing Microshocker of off him and charging him, Microshocker catching him and drilling him with the Shockbottom (blatant Rock bottom rip off).]
[Shot of Microshocker then prancing around the ring gloating, rubbing his nipples.]
[Shot of Microshocker going for a belated cover, grinding his crotch into the face of Sadler in the process, Sadler kicking out at the one count and jumping angrily to his feet, screaming at Shocker.]
Rage Sadler : WHAT THE HELL'S WRONG WITH YOU, MATE!
[Microshocker blows Sadler a kiss, and Sadler once again charges him, Shocker this time bending down and catching Sadler with a Samoan drop.]
[Shot of Microshocker with a double arm DDT.]
[Shot of Microshocker locking on a Camel Clutch. Humping away at Sadler while he has him locked in the Clutch. Thats just not right.]
[Shot of Microshocker going for a frog splash, Sadler rolling out of the way last second. He was playing possum, either that or enjoying the Microshocker Clutch hump.]
[Shot of Sadler with a diving knee.]
[Shot of Sadler with a side walk slam.]
[Shot of Sadler with a death valley driver.]
[Shot of Rage Sadler then signalling its over and then drilling Microshocker with his modified Fameasser, The Light!]
[Shot of Sadler with the cover and three count.]
Shot of Sadler getting his arm raised as Im Alive - Disturbed rocks the Tijuana arena.
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Post by MongotheDestroyer on Sept 3, 2021 0:31:17 GMT -5
Rios: Up next we got some tag team action: Los Goodfella's Jason Starr & Brandon Young going up against the Christian Soldiers Mark Graham & Luke Chapman!
Pablo: The debut of Los Goodfellas
.seem like a pretty good team, mang.
Pedro Santiago: Yeah, but Starr is on his own against JW Madison next week. My money is on Madison taking him to the cleaners.
Pablo (laughs): You got-a money?!
Pedro: Course! I got bank flying outta my ass!
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Rios: Were ready to kick things off!
Pedro: Lets see how well Brandon Young does without Kaycee at ringside.
Pablo: Hey, yeah! Where the hell has Kaycee been lately?
Rios: Thats a good question. In fact, I have just gotten word that Ignacious Conner has some words about that right after this match!
Pedro: Ohhh
.where could she be?! Call in the CSIs!
Rios: Just watch the match!
Jason Starr is in the ring first and he locks up with The Believer Mark Graham. Jason Starr wraps Graham up with a wrist lock which he follows into an arm wringer, and then an irish whip. Starr goes for a clothesline and Graham rolls under it, but as soon as Graham gets to his feet he is met with a spinning heel kick by Starr. Dazed, Graham goes down and gets right back to his feet, which is a mistake because Starr just sweeps Grahams feet out from under him and quickly chains it into a high knee drop.
Rios: Starr is on fire!
Jason Starr picks Mark Graham up and locks him up into a headlock. He pulls Graham over into their corner and tags in Young. Young starts climbing to the top rope!
Pedro: Didnt take long for the spot monkey to pull out some flippity floppin!
Suddenly, Graham fights out of the headlock with a series of elbows and tries to throw Young off the top rope, but young is too fast! Young jumps, grabs Grahams head and drops him into a neckbreaker. Now Young is in control!
Pablo: Luke is-a desperate to tag in.
Young picks Graham up and quickly plants him again with a Snap Suplex. He goes for the pin!
1
2
.NO! Graham kicks out.
Young quickly picks Graham up again and Graham lands a punch, but Young stops him with a knee lift, followed up an irish whip to the ropes! Then, in a flash, Young leaps all the way onto the top rope and then propels himself off the rope into a moonsault. He catches Graham on his way back all in one swift motion and drills him with a Quebrada DDT! He goes for the pin!
1
2
3!! Its over!
Pablo: What?! Dats it?! Los Goodfellas just made Mark Graham their own-a personal pregnant doggy!
Pedro (confused): What the
?
Rios: Ill say! Its emphatically over in just under a couple minutes! WOW! What a move!!
[Jeremiah Young snatches the mic and enters the ring, as the ref raises the Goodfellas arms.]
Jeremy: "Ladies and yentlemen, admire this scene before you. Take a dozen or so photos, because you've all just witnissed HISTORY! The newest, next best thing on the Tag Team scene just destroyed these two shmoes like they were David Sadler in any match vs Adrian Tanner."
[Wink, wink.]
Jeremy: "I mean, just look at this talent! We got my main man, my baby cousin....the master of the Choastrophe, "The Young Gun" himself....Brandon Young!"
[Crowd cheers, Brandon soaks it in.]
Jeremy: "And of course...the one and only...the long reigning TKOW Champion in history...The Master of the Starrway to Heaven...Jason! "Fucking!" Starr!"
[Huge crowd pop!]
Jeremy: "And of course, where would a great team be without a great manager to back them up? That's right, they'd be the Connection!"
[HUGE crowd pop!]
Jeremy: "But I digress. In any case, I AM a great manager, and I, the coolest motherfucker on the planet, the Mothereffin Coolness, Jeremiah Mothereffin Young...I'm going to be the man that leads these men to greatness! You, my fine friends, are all witness to this memorial day! The day, the Goodfellas were reborn! The day we started our..."
"Don't you EVER get tired of hearing your own frickin voice?"
["What the hell?" Pop!]
[The camera pans to the SWATTron, where a mildly irritated Ignacious Conner can be seen standing in almost darkness.]
Jeremy: "What the hell do you wa..."
Ignacious Conner: "Hey, Jimmy. I'm talkin here. Be a nice little manager and SHUT THE HELL UP! Why am I here? Well, the same reason as everyone else of course. To see the "great unveiling" of the "newest, bestest" tag team around...Blah, blah, blah!"
Ignacious Conner: "Y'know, I had hopes for your little group Jerome. I really hoped the 5 of you wouldnt be "The Connection Lite," but it seems you've gone and become just that. Maybe when I'm done, you'll...change your tune a bit."
Jeremy: "What the hell are you..."
Ignacious Conner: " Didnt I tell you to shut the hell up?!"
[Connor's got an EVIL look on his face, but he contains it for the moment.]
Ignacious Conner: "Like I said, I'm out here to witness the great unearthing of the newest "great team" of SWAT. I notice though, you're a little short on members tonight arent ya? The crazy chick in the Rockies, I can understand...Buuut, where...or where...could miss Kaycee be?"
[The Goodfellas share a couple awkward looks...]
Jeremy: "Kaycee's doing her own thing right now, not that's any of your..."
Ignacious Conner: "Jerome, I told you...SHUT. UP!"
Jeremy: "You want me to shut up Ike, why dont ya come down here and make me?"
Ignacious Conner: "Oooh...What are we, five? Unfortunately, you won't sucker the ICO..er...I mean...Ignacious_Conner_into making anymore rash decisions like at NYN. Jason, Mr. "TKOW Legend." How's it going? Enjoyin your time in SWAT so far?"
[Starr stares quizzically at Conner.]
Ignacious Conner: "Good to know. Really, it is. But don't think for a_second_i've forgotten what you did to me at New Years Nightmare, punk!"
[Starr grabs the mic from Jeremy]
Jason Starr: "Is there a point to this?"
[Conner looks...slightly disturbed...at being interrupted AGAIN.]
Ignacious Conner: "Of course there's a point, you fools!"
Brandon: "Then why don't you come down here and tell us to our faces!"
Ignacious Conner: "Again...Not that stupid."
"Besides...If I did that...Who'd watch over this little darling?"
[Conner flips a switch and the lights in the room he's in come on..]
Brandon: "You Mother*******!"
KAYCEE TANNER: "Mmmph! Mmmph!"
[Behind Conner, tied to a chair, bound and gagged, is Kaycee Tanner! Jeremy and Starr stand in awed shock, Brandon looks like he's about to murder someone.]
Ignacious Conner: "Yeeessss. That's it! That's the reaction I wanted! I TOLD you Brandon! I TOLD you, I'd make you suffer. I TOLD you I'd send you off the deep-end, and I'd send your little girlfriend with ya!"
Brandon: "You mother*******! I'll Fucking kill you!"
[Jeremy and Starr grab Brandon, stopping him as he tries to leave the ring.]
Brandon: (struggling with all his might to get free): "I'll fucking kill you, mother*******! You hear me! You're dead! DEAD!"
Ignacious Conner: "Oh, I think not, my little friend. You see, I think from now on, you and me, we're gonna be the best of buds...Isnt that right Kay Kay?"
[Ignacious Conner, with that EVIL look in his eyes, moves over to her, grabs a handful of her hair and starts smelling it.]
Ignacious Conner: "Mmm, I love the smell of a nice woman."
[It's taking every possible ounce of strength that Starr and Jeremy have at this point to stop Brandon from trying to make due on his threats.]
Brandon: "Let me fucking go!"
Jeremy: "Brandon, calm down! This isnt gonna help her."
Brandon: "Fuck off, let_me_go!"
[Brandon manages to break free, and bolts for the ropes.]
Ignacious Conner: "I'd stop RIGHT THERE, if I were you!"
[Conner pulls on Kaycee's hair. HARD. Brandon stops at the ramp.]
Ignacious Conner: "You see, gents. Now, we're playing The ICO..Ignacious Conner's game! And in this game, there's only a few simple rules for you boys to follow."
"a) From this moment on, you three...work for ME! You do what I say, how I say, when I say it, because I_tell_you_to, or you never....EVER see this sweet little thing alive again."
"I'd love to see the look on Adriana's face, when the three of you tell him your responsible for his sister's...disappearence."
[Brandon's got that "I'ma Kill you mother*****" look again.]
Ignacious Conner: "I wouldnt. You think I'm joking?"
"DO YOU?!"
[Conner pulls on Kaycee's hair again, as she screams for help behind the gag. Brandon stops.]
Ignacious Conner: "Good. Rule #2. Until I say otherwise...She's MINE. You try anything stupid, she's gone."
"Got it?"
[Jeremy and Starr reluctantly nod their heads, Brandon just stands there, staring daggers at the SWATTron.]
Ignacious Conner: "Good. Now, I've gotta go prepare for my eventual World Title match Fiesta after next. Don't worry, we'll..be in touch."
"If ya know what I mean."
[The SWATTron fades, Brandon's rage returns, Jeremy and Starr tackle him on the ramp, and litterally drag him up the ramp to the back.]
Rios: "My GOD...Conner's gone off the deep-end! Kidnapping?!
Pablo: Something-a tells me-a this is only the beginning."
Rios: "I'm afraid your right. This...this...is a sad day in SWAT history folks. I...I...dont know what to say. Just goto commercial."
[Commercial]
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Post by MongotheDestroyer on Sept 3, 2021 0:31:40 GMT -5
It's time once again for everybody's favorite show...Who Gives A Shit featuring James Fierce!!! Tonight's guests will include The Fat Crying Wrestling Fan (no not Paul), future Hall of Fame tag team Randy and Bill Mulkey, and former WCW World Heavyweight Champion David Arquette. Also a special live performance by Bronson Arroyo as he debuts his new single, "Cincinnati? What the Hell Did I Do to Deserve a Trade to the #@@$%^! Reds?"
Haven : Nah...ain't coming at you like that Fierce. Youe see, unlike you and Cobryn and Syberus I don't need to rely on a self-produced talk show to stroke my ego while the host strokes other areas of your anatomy. I don't need a pair of mute Slopes as a sideshow act to get me over. I don't need random celebrities popping up in the middle of my promos to generate heat. The only thing I need to accomplish all of the things I just mentioned...is opportunity. And my opportunity is just days away.
So, you're not the same James Fierce from IWA? Good, got kinda tired of kicking that one around. Time to break in the new model. Truth be told, I'm glad you changed. It got hard watching you degrade yourself by pleasuring Soutter in the locker room for just one more push.
Say what you want about the reasons you didn't walk out with the TV Title that night. That's what you're best at is making excuses and bullshit kayfabe to explain away the fact that without Paul's hand in the cookie jar, you'd be nothing more than a curtain jerker on Velocity.
Tonight, no jokes about SWATer, no more fat jokes about Paul, no more tongue in cheek references to Syberus' lack of intelligence. You want to throw me? Try me Fierce and I guarantee you will not like the results. I'm not relying on some overtly spotty finishing move with a catchy name like the "Kryptonite Neck Breaker." No...I'm coming at you with nothing more than elbows, knee strikes and spine jarring suplexes the likes of which have yet to be seen on this continent. Come at me James, I dare you. Come at me...and I'll break your fucking neck and then show the Bukkake Twins a different style of "choking out."
I'll be waiting James.
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Post by MongotheDestroyer on Sept 3, 2021 0:32:09 GMT -5
Rios Rivera: And up next is our main event of the evening, for the Caribbean Heavyweight Championship.
Pablo Escobar: Fierce-a has-a been-a on-a roll-a as-a of late ese. But-a, ya see-a Haven-a, is gonna come in and-a take that-a title-a away from him-a.
Pedro Santiago: What he means is that James Fierces string of good luck is going to run out here tonight, after this match it will be two titles he has lost in one night, and he'll be back chasing that low card Bermuda Triangle belt again
Rios Rivera: Lower card? Hey, the BT championship had some of the best holders to date.
Pedro Santiago: Like who? Jason Taylor? BISHOP!?1 AHAHAHA! Youre a funny guy Rios. You should do stand-up.
Rios Rivera: Really? See, because Ive been thinking and
Pablo Escobar: Here-a comes-a our-a first-a competitor
a.
The End of Heartache begins playing as Haven makes his way onto the stage/platform. Twin red spotlights circle the stage before converging on Haven, both of them shining down on him. Haven stands with his head down as the music continues. He then throws his head back and his arms out very briefly in his familiar crucifix pose. He then makes his way down the ramp/aisle and rolls under the bottom rope and stands in a corner awaiting his opponent.
Rios Rivera: Haven looks as ready as ever.
Pedro Santiago: Yeah but its not gonna help him when he gets the taste smacked out of his mouth by our current Caribbean Champion.
Around The World starts and Fierce slowly creeps from the back. Once he fully emerges he holds both hands out to the side and begins his strutting down the ramp way.
Pablo Escobar: And heres our champion-a. I still-a cant decide- a whos going to win-a this-a contest.
Both men circle one another and get ready as the bell rings signaling the start of this championship match. Fierce keeps talking trash as Haven just eyes him ferociously. Both men lock up but instead Fierce finds a shortcut and kicks Haven right in the gut. Haven doubles over as Fierce trash talks to him, Fierce then runs off the ropes and attempts a clothesline but Haven ducks it and caves his face in with a Roaring Elbow!
Rios Rivera: Wow. Haven just knocked his lights out!
Pedro Santiago: No! Get up Fierce!
Haven picks up the champion and goes to work. He merely pushes him into the corner and lays into Fierce with some of the most brutal knife edge chops ever seen.
SMACK!
Crowd: WOOOOO!!!
SMACK!
Crowd: WOOOOO!!!
SMACK!
Crowd: WOOOOO!!!
Pablo Escobar: Wow-a. What chops-a. Ric-a Flair-a would be proud-a.
Pedro Santiago: Why?
Haven goes for yet another chop but Fierce is quick to move out of the way and pay a tribute to Moe with two fingers in the eyes.
Rios Rivera: Wow, Fierce is really cheap shotting his opponent tonight. And its only the beginning of the match.
Pedro Santiago: Whatever gets the job done. Thats what being a champion is all about.
Fierce grabs the distracted challenger and picks him up into a Manhattan Drop. He then follows up with a ground breaking Implant DDT. He hooks both legs.
1
2
Kick out.
Pablo Escobar: And-a here-a comes the Brainbuster-a No.1-a!!
1
2
Haven just gets the shoulder up.
Fierce then forearms Haven in the face, and Haven stumbles into the corner and trips into a seated position. Fierce continues his attack with several spinning bootscrapes before grabbing Havens head and forcing it down to the mat so he can finish up with a kneedrop.
Rios Rivera: The Insult!! And heres the cover.
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2
Kick out!
Pedro Santiago: The Caribbean Heavyweight Champions really working on his opponents head and neck area tonight. And Fierce is not one to let up after targeting a body part.
Pablo Escobar: Perhaps hes-a setting him up-a for the-a Platinum Driver-a.
James Fierce takes this opportunity to slowly drag Haven up using his hair and at the same time, boost off to the fans. Fierce traps both Havens arms under his arms and in his arm pits. Fierce squeezes Havens arms, then begins to head but him repeatedly until Haven is on spaghetti legs. Fierce then starts to jump up and down as if gaining speed, then runs of the ropes and connects with a vicious Palm Strike that knocks Haven off his feet!!
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3..NO!
Rios Rivera: Oh, and look at that. Haven is bleeding profusely from his forehead thanks to those headbutts!
Pedro Santiago: Brilliant! Sheer genius by our champion here. Now its easy pickings for Fierce as he goes for the Platinum Driver.
The camera does a close-up shot of Haven bleeding from a large gash where the headbutts connected. Fierce then motions to the audience that Its over so to speak as he lifts him up onto his shoulders. Fierce toys around with Haven before running full speed ahead before dropping down with a Death Valley Driver!
Pablo Escobar: Oh-oh. Fierce-a is climbing the top rope-a.
Rios Rivera: PICTURE PERFECT ELBOW DROP!
But Rivera gets carried away yelling the move before Fierce is even able to come down crashing onto the mat as Haven moves out of the way. Fierce flops around the mat like a fish out of water as the ref starts a 10 count.
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2!
3!
Haven starts to stir a little bit
4!
5!
Fierce grabs the nearby ropes and starts to pull himself up.
6!
Fierce is back on his feet as Haven is still on his knees. Fierce gets back on his gameplan but Haven meets him with several shots to Fierces guts.
Pablo Escobar: Looks-a like-a Haven-a is starting-a to fight back-a.
Rios Rivera: And those shots to the gut will knock the wind right out of you.
Pedro Santiago: Yes, but James Fierce is infallible. I wish more people would remember that.
Haven continues his attack with more forearms to the head until Fierce puts a stop to that with a swift knee to the gut. Fierce attempts an irish whip but its countered by Haven as the Caribbean Heavyweight Champion is met with a brutal Yakuza Kick while coming back. Fierce is quick to get back to his feet however and throws a right hand but Haven blocks it, grabs it, and turns it into an Exploder Suplex while Fierce arches his back in pain. Haven pulls him up and plants a Northern Lights Suplex holding on with a bridge!
Rios Rivera: The cover!
1
2
Kick out!
Haven grabs the arm that Fierce used to kick out of and turns it into a Fujiwara Armbar!
Pablo Escobar: Hes-a got that hold-a locked in-a.
Pedro Santiago: Fierce, now would be a good time to harness that strength you got from the Devil for selling your soul.
Fierce looks around for a place to go, any place at all and struggles to get to the ropes. After quite a bit of struggling, Fierce grabs the ropes and the ref forces Haven to break the hold.
Haven: I HAVE UNTIL FIVE REF!!!
Rios Rivera: Shades of Bryan Danielson right there
and Im not referring to technical mat wrestling.
Haven looks to put the nail in the coffin by lifting up Fierce into a Torture Rack position but the champion wiggles his way out of it at the last second.
Pedro Santiago: Belly to Back Crossface Chickenwing Suplex!!! Good night Haven!
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3
NO!!
Rios Rivera: Did he just kick out?!?!
Fierce holds his hair in disbelief and argues with the ref which gives Haven valuable time to get up and sneak up behind the unsuspecting champion. Haven leaps into the air and attempts a Gamengiri but Fierce is wise to move out of the way and down goes the referee!!!
Peblo Escobar: They-a really should-a start-a getting-a better referees-a. This-a kinda thing seems-a to happen-a all the time-a.
Haven checks on the ref and turns around into a Platinum Driver attempt but he counters it and drops Fierce with a Chokeslam on his knee. Haven runs off the ropes and cuts his lights out with a shining wizard!! He hooks the legs!
CROWD: 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10!
Haven pounds the mat out of frustration and is barely even able to stay on his feet due to the loss of blood. He goes over to the ref to revive him and just then the crowd comes alive with a familiar figure running down the ramp.
Rios Rivera: Who is that?!?1
Pedro Santiago: Dunno, he ran by way too fast.
Pablo Escobar: That-a is Syberus-a ya fools!
Rios and Pedro: SYBERUS!?!?
The crowd is on their feet as Syberus rolls into the ring and awaits The Enigma. Haven, a little confused by all the bustle turns around and is met with a kick to the gut followed up by a Pure Confidence!!!
Rios Rivera: Syberus just drilled his arch rival with the Pure Confidence!! And now hes clearing out of here! What does this mean???
Pedro Santiago: We found out at No Mans Land that Adrian Tanner had just been fired and Syberus sent back here, i guess he's not wasting any time reaquainting himself with the Enigma??
Fierce crawls over and places a single limp arm over the prone Haven. Conveniently enough for the champion, the ref begins to stir and notices the cover. He slowly pounds his hand to start the count.
1!
Crowd: BOOOOOO!!!
2!
Pablo Escobar: No! Not-a like this-a!
Pedro Santiago: Shut up Escobar, whatre you the new Michael Cole?
3!!!
DING-DING
The crowd throw jeers after jeers at the victorious Fierce as he raises his arms in victory. The ref brings him the Caribbean Heavyweight Championship as Sybrus pokes his head out of the curtains. The two exchange glares as Syberus points at the champ and makes belt signals around his waist.
Rios Rivera: What a screwjob! Why Syberus why??
Pedro Santiago: Screwjob nothing. Victory was inevitable for James Fierce, the only true Platinum Sensation.
Pablo Escobar: Perhaps-a well-a get some-a answers next week-a! Im Pablo Escobar-a, here with Rios-a and-a Pedro-a. Well see you-a next week-a. Right here-a from the Caribbean-a.
Show ends.
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