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Post by x | S.DREAMER | x on Dec 14, 2009 2:51:31 GMT -4
The every trace of warmth in Concord seems to be gathered inside the Solid Core Gym as the memorable event by EVPW doesn't seem to end. The crowd looks ecstatic as they roar at the top of their lungs, impatiently waiting for the last three featured contests to begin. The stagehands had already cleared the debris of flesh and weapons from the ring and had gathered all the ladders from backstage around the ring, giving the crowd a hint of what's coming next. The ever jolly announcer, Andrew Porter stands in the middle of the ring dressed in a generic suit as usual.
Porter : The following is the Ascension match for the United Glory championship. The way to win the match is to grab one of the belts from ringside, climb the ladder and hang the belts. Introducing first--
The lights all around goes dim and a circle of light emerges over the opening of the rampway. Anthem for the Underdog by 12 Stones bursts out of the cheap speakers, getting the crowd to rise to their heels and ready to welcome the first duo. The curtain gets brushed aside as the Dreamer brothers steps out with the siblings dressed in identical ring attires of black full-length tights. The brothers march down the aisle and slaps the hands of the fans on their way to the ring, after wasting a bit to scope the fan's reaction.
Porter : Hailing from Jacksonville, FL, weighing in this morning at 522 lbs, the team of Stan and Shawn, THE DREAMERS!
Trix : The duo of Shawn and Stan is composed greatly, I would say. Shawn has the in-ring experience while Stan has the agility to topple their opponent down with ease. Over that, the two has great chemistry as we had seen them fight against a part of the Outcasts.
Sang : Well, they are in for the biggest challenge of their lives. Maybe the Hardcore Prince knows the feeling and anticipation but I can bet Stan is having butterflies inside his stomach. Tough, real tough for the Dreamers to win with Stone Orchards around.
Trix : Six damn months had Metal Dragon and Oliveira had held the title! That's certainly the biggest reign around, but will this be the night their journey as champions end? I'll leave that to future rather than making wild guesses.
By then the duo had walked down the aisle and are standing right in front of the ring. Wasting no time, the brothers charges and slides down under the bottom rope to enter the ring. Shawn and Stan pushes the dusty canvas and sets up before relocating themselves at the corner to have the first peek at their opponent, and to have a short chat about their final strategies before springing onto war with the other two units.
TBC.
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Post by Ryan Hughes on Dec 15, 2009 16:48:13 GMT -4
The Dreamer's continue to soak up the adulation of the Concord crowd, receiving the roars and cheers with gratitude. Shawn plans out a match strategy, looking at Stan and making different hand gestures. Stan just looks vacant as he faces the entrance, awaiting the first set of opponents. He doesn't have much time to wait, because Cage the Elephant's “Ain't No Rest for the Wicked” begins to play from the speakers. This is the cue for the packed in fans to smother the stage with a sea of boos and jeers.
“Here comes Demon. Now the question is, who is his partner?” “Well rule Carter out, seeing as he is preparing for the GodKing tonight, and TPK is in the MadHouse match... That leaves two people in my mind.”
Demon strolls out from the curtains, smirking as he keeps his eyes locked on the brotherly duo in the ring. The fans bombard him with their negativity, but Demon simply takes it all in hungrily. As he reaches the half way point of the entrance ramp, he finally looks away. He turns his head to either side, the grin spreading even more from under his mask. Suddenly, he spins around quickly and as he does, he points to the entrance curtains. A single firework shoots in to the sky at either side of the ramp, and Cage the Elephant is replaced by a familiar voice.
“MR. CROWLEY!”
“Bravo, Demon. Great choice.” “Do I detect some sarcasm there Trix?” “Maybe. What happened the last time Ryan faced off against Metal Dragon? He got his ass kicked. Matt Oliveira? He got his ass kicked. Shawn Dreamer? Guess what? HE GOT HIS ASS KICKED!”
Ryan, oblivious to the remarks of the commentary team, struts down the entrance ramp with a cocky swagger. He lets the EVPW faithful's boos wash over him like holy water to a baby. He walks on until he meets his fellow Outcast, and he slaps him on the shoulder before they continue to walk to the ring.
“Introducing the next challengers. Weighing a combined weight of 553lbs, Demon and Ryan Hughes, THE OUTCASTS!”
The evil pairing make their way to the ring, before splitting and covering either side of the ring, surrounding the Dreamers. They ascend both steel steps, entering the ring at almost the same time. The Dreamers back in to a corner for their own safety as Ryan and Demon pump their fists in to the air simultaneously, sparking a heated reaction from the fans. They retreat to the opposite corner as they wait for the final participants, the champions, Stone Orchard.
TBC Orchard.
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Post by MattOliveira on Dec 15, 2009 18:20:12 GMT -4
The quartet of challengers await in the squared circle; The Dreamers staring across the ring from The Outcasts, both teams proved themselves worthy of a title opportunity. Shawn and Stan, exemplifying both aerial and technical abilities playing as the quoted "underdogs" of the challengers whereas the brawling combination of Hughes and Demon serving as the thorn to the champions' side. Only now they wait for a duo that take from both repetoires of each team -both excelling in brawling and technical abilities, who have since enjoyed the most lengthy reign of this year. Sang: "Keep in mind tonight, this is the first match that Stone Orchard will be defending against TWO teams -let alone in a match where it isn't decided by pinfall or submission, but as said previous, hanging ONE of the TWO tag team titles above the ring."Trix: "You make it sound so impossible, it's not like it's easier for The Dreamers OR The Outcasts, they gotta fight two teams, too." "Hey, all I'm saying is that when it comes to facing a titleholder, they've got a big bullseye on their chest. Champion-to-challenger, Orchard will be outnumbered."With a moment's passing the gymnasium goes dark, those watching begin to stand as they too await the arrival of the tag team champions -and to their patience does the Butchertron light up. However the screen does not depict an entrance video but a trio of worms stationed on a red asteroid flying through space, and adding to the eerie atmosphere...they're singing: Sang: "...what?"The athletes and official in-ring are left to glare at the video playing, totally confused, absorbing the melody of high-pitched spaceworms. As it continues, a few members of the crowd play along, beginning to sing along with them until they hurdle towards earth. Rather than erupting with a small flatulence, "Albatross" by Corrosion of Conformity begins to play immediately after with depictions of Oliveira and Dragon ensuing. WHOA!" As their theme kicks off, the pair part the black curtains of the entrance way and step out onto the stage, the arena lights returning to near full capacity. With Matt to the left and MD to the right, Porter begins his introduction as they engage in their signature poses, EVPW gold sitting around their waists. Porter: "And introducing final participants... at a combined weight of four-hundred and seventy-one pounds, they are the EVPW United Glory Tag Team Champions. Ladies and gentlemen, this is STOOOOONNE ORRRCHARRRRRRRRRRRRDD!" Trix: "EEEE! BEST ENTRANCE EVER!" "...the hell was that?"Well I'm feelin left behind, lord what a way to start time They're gonna get you, run on How can I respect your crime When all you criminals whine They bought and sold you, run on, run on... yeah With cheers erupting from the California crowd, the once-GHW veterans begin their journey down the path with high-fives to fans all the while. On one side, The Genius arrives without a shirt, yet still adorns his jean shorts and padding, wrists and hands taped -combat boots pacing closer and closer to the ring. On the other is Metal Dragon, two bands of white hockey tape around each wrist, his knees padded and his feet booted, and he dawns a pair of loose black shorts. Up and down one leg of the Dragon's Rage alumni is written the word "Copenhagen" and on the other, "Daniels" in ode to the other two greatest things powering him currently, aside from the championships. They pass by several of the already-erected ladders which, to them, their destructive purposes imminent. Well you can call me crazy Uh-you can call me wrong, cuz See I was born a liar, albatross Fly on, fly on They approach the ringside area and go their seperate ways, walking around the ring that holds four hungry competitors vying for their keep. Glares move eye-to-eye as Orchard stays to the perimeter, absent-mindedly holding a hand out for fans as they go. Oliveira and Dragon meet back up on the opposite side from the aisle, now before the announcers table where a second table sits before that. The furniture is covered in a black cloth with two small platforms on it, accompanied by a secondary EVPW referee to watch over the intended area for the belts to be stationed. As instructed by them, Stone Orchard then removes the tag belts from around themselves and hands them over the the official with a nod. The zebra-striped man places each strap in the holders caringly, almost a juxtaposition for the abuse they too will take in only minutes. With titles relinquished (for now, you evil critters) the champs enter the ring slowly with eyes on the Outcasts, feeling awkwardly calm in comparison to the presence Stan and Shawn. Albatross draws out, leaving all six men now waiting for the match to begin, Dreamers...Outcasts...and Orchard right in the middle. Ladders stand near monolithically in the aisle, as well as surpine around the ring, against the guardrail. The primary referee steps onto the center of the canvas and holds up a hand, singalling to each team they they are to be prepared, and with a small pause does each man draw a small breath for the explosion of battle to begin... ...Ding, ding, ding!TBCB Dreamers/Outcasts
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Post by Ryan Hughes on Dec 16, 2009 19:38:26 GMT -4
It was quick, too quick for the audience in attendance. As soon as the bell chimes, all six wrestlers get to work. Demon and Matt take on either one of the Dreamers, as Ryan and Metal Dragon almost dive through the ropes as both strive to reach the ladders first. Of course, this is the first essential in this match, apart from the titles. Ryan seems to be too quick for the Tennessee native, Dragon seemed to lose his footing slightly on the landing. Ryan immediately grabs a ladder, and seems pleased with his speed until a roar of anger protrudes through the atmosphere. “ASSHOLE!” And on that note, Ryan is clubbed from behind by Dragon, sending the Mancunian stumbling; the ladder almost toppling over in a domino effect. Ryan quickly turns around and clobbers MD with a fist of his own, pinpointed right to his jaw. “FAGGOT!”. Dragon swings back, and replies immediately. “PRICK!”. The epic battle for the ladder continues ( “JEW!” “ARAB!” “HICK!” “SHITEATER!”) until Ryan hits with a powerful, er, comment. “ANTI-SOCIALIST!” This stumps the Man of Golden Words, and he looks at the Outcast in a dumbfounded manner, giving Ryan the perfect opportunity. He tilts his head back slightly, before swinging it back down, and driving it in to the chest of Dragon. The champion falls to the ground, banging his head off the guardrail. One man down, for now. “ZIDBUTT! ZIDBUTT! YEAH!”“Why do the French have to stick their noses in everything?!”Ryan knows his work is done, and he grabs the ladder in a calm and collected way. Meanwhile, in the ring, the three smaller men seem to be triple-teaming the larger Outcast, as Demon is pressed against the turnbuckle trying to limit the amount of damage he is receiving from Shawn, Stan and Matt. The threesome bury the big guy under a barrage of fists and boots, Demon finally succumbing, and slumping down to the floor, only to be pushed out of the ring through the feet of the three assailants. Stan and Shawn look at one another before nodding in sync. They strike at the same time, sending fists to either side of the Hardcore Genius' face. Ryan pushes his ladder under the bottom rope, before sliding in to meet it. He gets up and props the ladder against the turnbuckle; turning around to notice the three men brawling a few feet away. Slowly, he walks up to the trio unnoticed, secretly planning the best way to benefit from this situation. After a moment of thought, he throws himself to the lions; lunging at Stan Dreamer with a flying lariat that knocks both men to the ground. Ryan pushes himself to a vertical base quickly before retreating to the opposite side of the ring to find solace in one person – Matt O. Both men stare wild eyed at eachother, in the sudden realisation that they need to work as a cohesive unit for the time being at least. This minor confrontation is halted quickly, as both men are taken off their feet by a crunching double clothesline from Shawn. Stan joins his brother in the offence before mounting Ryan, cocking his fist back before launching it in to Ryan's waiting face. “Just when we thought we might see an Outcast-Orchard alliance, the Dreamer went and floored them.”“That would have got us a ratings boost...”Shawn and Matt topple through the ropes and begin to brawl in front of the bloodthirsty fans, leaving only two men in the ring. Stan continues to rain blows upon the forehead and face of the Batman, and due to the awkward positioning, Ryan cannot move his arms to defend himself. Eventually, Stan shows mercy which in retrospect is a poor decision in any match. The youngster backs away, soaking in the chants from the adoring fans. He stretches his arms out, as if he is reaching out to all those in attendance- rookie errors, soon to be realised. Ryan has had his time to recoup, and he staggers slightly before charging at Stan, right arm raised. He clubs the younger Dreamer in the temple, sending him sprawling over to the ropes. Stan's arms flail as they try to grasp the rope to maintain balance. He succeeds before flicking his leg in to the air; the tip of his boot connecting in an unholy union with Ryan's chin. The Batmanite's head jerks back, and the rest of his body soon follows as he flops on to the canvas. Stan doesn't have much time to rest though, because Metal Dragon is back. The bump to the noggin must have subsided, because he looks fresh, and ready to play ball. He meets Stan in the center of the ring, before unloading a right fist in to the youngster's face. Stan doesn't take it lying down though, and he replies with a right hand of his own. The two exchange, but a punch from the Orchardian rocks Dreamer, giving Dragon the advantage. Without delay, he grabs the back of Stan's neck, and proceeds to throw him over to the propped up ladder by the turnbuckle. Dreamer bounces off it as the clang of the metal is heard vibrating throughout the arena, the crowd gasping as Stan tumbles through the ropes to the floor below, leaving Dragon as the only man standing. “OUCH! I think everyone felt that!”“Stan's a pro-wrestler, and there is a title at stake. I think it will take more than that to- wait, who's that?”A man can be seen walking briskly down the entrance ramp, greeted by a tirade of boos. On closer inspection, it seems that the man in question is the manager of the Outcasts, Smarky Smark. A sling is on the right arm, an obvious reminder of the recent trauma he received from Jaggeroth. He weaves through the erected ladders along the ramp, and he has caught the attention of the champion in the ring. Metal Dragon stands on the bottom rope, leaning over to leer at the Smarkster. Smarky raises his free arm and shows an open palm, as if to say that he comes in peace. MD gives him a piercing look, keeping his eyes on the Shaman of Sci-Fi as he walks the perimeter of the squared circle. Finally, he grabs a headset, and takes a seat at the commentary table, much to the confusion of Trix and Sang. “First singing spaceworms, now this. What do you want?”Smarky: “Hey, Jimmy and Ray had to have me, now it's your turn.”“Finally some common sense in this area.”Smarky reclines in his seat, but one person who isn't relaxing is Mr. Dragon. He seems to be doing some redecoration in the ring. The ladder that was once propped from the turnbuckle is now standing, and MD is stood alongside it holding a smaller ladder in length and width. Known for his creativity, Dragon is cheered on by the fans as his “artistic” side comes out. He slots the smaller ladder conveniently in one of the higher rungs of the big ladder, so it sticks out horizontally. The tip of the horizontal ladder hangs a few feet above the top rope like a diving board. Dragon observes his handiwork as he leans back on the ropes, until his feet are sweeped from underneath him thanks to Demon. The two now join the brawl ensuing between the Dreamers and the Hardcore Genius, and bodies fly at one another at the foot of the entrance ramp to the delight of the EVPW fans. The delight soon turns to dismay as there is one man who manages to slither in to the ring- Ryan Hughes. Ever the opportunist, the Mancunian Maniac gets to his feet, with a giant grin on his face. He looks towards the table where the championships are held, licking his lips in anticipation. He then cranes his head towards Metal Dragon's contraption, thinking of the possibilities. He is torn. His head switches from left to right, but eventually, he pushes himself to the ladder, quickly climbing it. The crowd begin to cheer in anticipation for what is coming, much to Ryan's chagrin. He climbs nontheless, stepping over the ladder and carefully placing one foot in front of the other on the horizontal part of the ladder. He reaches the end, and hovers over the competitors below, taking a deep breath. Finally, he jumps. Cutting through the air like a knife, he spins once before crashing in to the melee of superstars below. All six men drop to the floor, with Shawn Dreamer crashing in to the ladder on the ramp, toppling it. This causes a domino effect that drops all the ladders on the ramp. “SWEET SON OF A BITCH! THAT WAS AWESOME!”“So awesome that Ryan just ruled out any chance of an Outcast victory.”“But still, it was awesome.”All six men lay on the ramp; a menagerie of battered flesh for the fans to feast upon. "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"TBC Dreamers or Orchard OOC: Yeah, nice early spot to set the tone.
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Post by M BISON on Dec 16, 2009 23:38:23 GMT -4
The spectators begin a chant of "Holy shit!", hating the man who performed the move but indeed entertained by what he just did. All six competitors lie in their heap for a moment before a few limbs move, most notably those of Demon. The largest wrestler in this contest crawls out of the pile and gets to his feet, then rolls under the bottom rope to enter the squared circle. Demon grabs the "diving board" ladder in Metal Dragon's contraption and pulls it from where it rests. One end of the long piece of steel hits the mat before the superheavyweight sets it up, then opens it in the center of the ring. After taking a split-second to glance at the hook, then at the belts on the black clothed table, Demon advances toward the gold. By now, Stan Dreamer has emerged from the heap of weary wrestlers and begun to walk up the ring steps. Demon steps through the ropes nearest to the belts before hopping down to the floor, then he grabs one of the championships.
Thinking quickly, the younger and smaller of the Dreamer brothers runs to the corner closest to the monster on the outside, then begins climbing the turnbuckles. While the other four competitors begin getting to their feet, Stan waits for his target to face him. Demon turns and looks up at the high-flying Dreamer, and his opponent flies from the perch with legs parted. The Plancha attempt is thwarted simply by the 320-pounder putting his arms up to catch his attacker. Demon now has his fellow United Glory Title hopeful in a powerbomb position and he takes advantage of the opportunity by promptly pivoting his feet around. Now facing the table that still holds one belt, the monstrous superstar throws Stan down, plummeting him through the weak wooden furniture. Dreamer's breath exits his lungs immediately as he lies staring at the ceiling.
"YES!!!"
"Right through the table! There's the power of Demon!"
"And just like it was against Metal Dragon a few weeks back, it's the biggest thing to worry about. None of the other guys even come close to matching his brute strength."
While a staff member near the timekeeper's table goes to fetch the other tag team strap for safekeeping, the four others in the match have gotten up. Dragon immediately tries to get into the ring only for Hughes to grab his tights and hold him in place. Ryan delivers a pair of clubbing blows to MD's back before he is interrupted by a haymaker to the jaw from the Hardcore Genius. The Tennessean slides into the ring as Matthew begins throwing punches at Ryan's face, the Mancunian shielding himself with his arms. Shawn slides into the ring as well to see Demon climbing the ladder, then he and MD look at each other and nod. The Prince of Hardcore begins climbing the opposite end of the ladder while Dragon circles it to pursue the giant up the side that he climbs. Outside of the ring, Ryan has turned the tide of his duel via a cheap poke to the eyes and now prepares to ram Oliveira's head into the ring post.
Dreamer and Demon reach the top of the ladder at nearly the same time, Shawn now beginning to give the masked monstrosity a good helping of knuckles in desperation to continue the match. The stealthy Metal Dragon climbs behind the man who defeated him recently, then he balls up his fist and punches the massive Outcast in the testicles. Demon sucks in air from the sly attack, giving the Floridian in front of him time to wrap his arm around the behemoth's head and jump off the ladder while spinning. Shawn lands in a sitting position while Demon mostly lands on his back, but his neck lands on his fellow challenger's shoulder. Seeing the belt below and therefore having no more reason to be on the ladder, the Man of Golden Words jumps from his heightened position and turns to the side. MD bends his arm and his elbow lands right on the sternum of the larger Outcast, compounding Demon's agony as the crowd loudly cheers.
"Look at the teamwork of Shawn and Dragon! They knew they had to stop Demon, and they did a damned good job of it!"
"That's how you take down a monster, but the alliance will now have to end. Those two are still opponents."
"That's how you CHEAT! I bet if one of the Outcasts hit someone in the nuts you'd be crying foul!"
Now in total control of his Canadian adversary, Hughes leads Matt toward the ring steps by the hair and waist. Upon reaching his destination, the Batman lifts Oliveira's head up before slamming him face-first onto the steel. Ryan then climbs onto the apron and steps into the ring where the two men who just felled his partner are gathering their bearings to recover. Shawn sees the impending danger and rolls out of the ring, but Dragon isn't as fortunate. The former Dragon's Rage Champion gets to one knee and immediately sees Hughes jump and kick both feet out, hitting him in the mouth and knocking him to his back with a Dropkick. The Mancunian Madman gets up and walks to MD's head, then stomps it once before grabbing his hair and pulling him up. Hughes turns around and points his victim's head toward the nearest corner, then charges and plants him between two turnbuckles. With an idea brewing in his head, Ryan proceeds to help his tag team partner up.
Mistakenly thinking he's safe outside of the squared circle, Shawn Dreamer turns toward a charging Matthew Oliveira and immediately is knocked to the cold floor via the upper half of the ring steps. A recovered Stan Dreamer, forgotten in the last few minutes of the contest, retrieves a chair from nearby and approaches Oliveira to defend his brother. Matt doesn't notice him, instead placing the stairs on the floor and beginning to set Shawn's head up on them. In the ring, Demon has folded the ladder and set it on the canvas while Ryan pulls MD from the corner and leads him toward the grounded weapon. Hughes tucks Dragon's head under his arm, then grabs his waist and lifts him in the air before falling back. Metal Dragon's back lands on the ladder courtesy of the Vertical Suplex and he doesn't even get a second to register the pain before Demon grabs his head and pulls him back up. The superheavyweight kicks the Tennessean in the stomach, then pulls his doubled-over victim in. With MD's head between his legs, Demon wraps his arms around the technician's torso and lifts him up, then steps back and sits down. The Man of Golden Words hits the ladder head-first, the edge of one of the rungs' bottoms scraping his head and cutting him open. Back outside of the ring, Oliveira stands over the prone Shawn Dreamer and is ready to strike, but his plans are thwarted by a chair-wielding Stan, who strikes the Genius over the cranium with the black steel.
With Metal Dragon out of the equation for now, Ryan drags him to the side while his partner sets the ladder up. The Mancunian Mauler grabs the United Glory Championship and looks at it for a moment, then begins walking to the ladder. He ascends one rung of the ladder, then stops and beckons Demon to begin climbing the opposite end. The two Outcasts, amidst a sea of booing, climb slowly but surely as only a weary Stan Dreamer outside the ring can stop them. The younger Dreamer, possibly the one with the most to prove and gain in this match, slides into the ring and drops the chair to the side to attempt to prolong the match.
"Both members of Stone Orchard are out cold and the Outcasts might be about to win this one!"
"Quicker than even Smarky over here expected, I'm sure."
"Are you kidding? I knew they'd steamroll the competition- DAMMIT NO!"
As Ryan and Demon reach the top of the ladder, the hook slowly moves further away as their whole world tilts to the side. Stan Dreamer has taken a dive straight at the steel implement, tipping it over. Both Outcasts figuratively and literally are sent away from victory before they fly off of their perch, going over the ropes before crashing to the cold and barely padded floor of the venue. The crowd's cheers encourage the plucky underdog as he is now the lone man standing in what has quickly turned into an all-out war. The younger Dreamer drops to one knee as he assesses his surroundings, just as Metal Dragon gets to a vertical base and Matthew Oliveira slides into the ring. Tasting the small stream of blood that runs down his face, MD walks toward the relative newcomer, only the tilted ladder leaning against the ropes separating them. Dragon grabs the bottom of the ladder and lifts it up, letting it fall out of the ring where it lands between the two fallen villains. The Man of Golden Words nods at Stan while Oliveira simply sits down against the ropes, then the two lightest competitors in the match begin stepping away from the ropes. Dreamer attempts a tie-up only for his arm to be brushed away, then Metal snatches his other arm up and falls while turning sideways. Stan is flipped over and lands on his back, then promptly gets up in the face of the approaching Tennessean. Dreamer turns his back to MD and hooks his arm around the tag champ's head, then drops to one knee to force a somersault from Dragon via a Snapmare. MD's upper body recoils up, but he shakes the cobweb of the move out and gets up. Metal Dragon immediately sees Stan's leg fly up from an attempted standing Enzuigiri, but he ducks and his opponent lands on his stomach. Dragon dives onto his foe and wraps his arms around the challenger's waist, then pulls him up and throws him backward, planting Stan's head and neck into the mat with a German Suplex. The Floridian simply rolls back as MD gets up, then jumps onto the middle rope and rebounds off while turning his body around and tilting it to the side. The calf muscle of Stan Dreamer connects with the face of his target, knocking Dragon to the mat with a perfect Leg Lariat. At this moment, Shawn has climbed onto the apron and stepped through the ropes after witnessing the brief exchange of moves. With their partners winded and recovering, Matt and Shawn stare down amidst a growing chant of "That was awesome!"
"The hell? We want blood!"
"You're just mad that your boys are out there all beaten up! That was wrestling at its finest, as short as it was!"
"Yeah, and now we have to get back to business. The Outcasts are outside the ring, they still have the United Glory Title near them, and the champions and other set of challengers need to grab it quick!"
TBC Dreamers
STATUS: MD and Stan are recovering in the ring after PURE WRESTLING Shawn and Matt are standing off in the other side of the ring Ryan and Demon are still outside due to the spill they took
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Post by x | S.DREAMER | x on Dec 18, 2009 1:53:40 GMT -4
The combatants falling under the "Hardcore" genre turns their attention from their fallen partners toward each other, getting the crowd's cheers down to mute. Matt O and Shawn D lock eyes, trying to figure out the weak point of each other through the windows of their minds. The stare down between the two ends short as Shawn becomes the first one to cock his fist and drive it to the side of the skull of Matt. But the attempt of Shawn goes vain as the veteran halts the knuckles before they could make their mark over the soft flesh of his. The Hardcore Genius chuckles at the attempt of the Hardcore Prince, setting the piece of his mind forward clearly – the in-ring presence of his can’t be met by that of a horny, young teenager. The Jacksonville native soon regains control of his barred fist but is send reeling backward with a hard right hand jab from one half of the United Glory Champion. Matt follows the punch up with a second, using his alternate fist this time to clash with the other side of the skull of Shawn, getting him to stagger backward once again. The Hardcore Genius lurches forward, covering up the tracks of Shawn before letting his boot to leave the synthetic soil of the wrestling ring to crash with the solar plexus of the Floridian to get him doubled up. The GHW alumnus quickly wraps his arm around the neck of the elder Dreamer, not letting the Hardcore Prince to recover from the kick. But the agility of Oliveira doesn’t help him much as Shawn tries to break through from the front facelock, making it hard for the champion to execute his desired maneuver. The resistance is soon overcome by the Hardcore Genius as he smashes his forearm over the spinal column of the Jacksonville native, getting him down on one knee. Oliveira bows a bit to grab the rear lining of the wrestling tights of Shawn and pulls him up on his jelly limbs. The Canadian then fall backward, landing flat over the hard fabric, crashing the skull of Shawn over the canvas in the process. The one half of the United Glory champion sets up to a sit out position and watches his adversary squeal in pain and roll to look up to the ceiling, with his eyes blinking slower than ever.
On the other side of the ring, Metal Dragon and Stan Dreamer are seen to be setting up on their heels with the aid of the ring ropes along with the Hardcore Genius, who pushes the canvas to get up on his soles to join the party. The most entertaining man of EVPW turns and watches the carnage with utter disbelief; his hands go up to cover his dome while MD takes a bit to realize what actually went on behind his eyes. The champions exchange grin and it doesn’t take a moment for Stan to comprehend what might happen next – the champions are intending to double team on him. The younger sibling of Shawn leaps into the fire as he balls his fist and drives it to the side of the skull of MD. The cerebellum inside the cranium of the Man with Golden Words rattles upon the hard right hand jab from Stan and causes him to stagger back a step or two. The Floridian carries the momentum and continues to throw his fists onto the fist of MD without even looking back at the Hardcore Genius who is slowly stalking up to him. The hard fists soon get the Tennessean down to his knees with his facial muscles swollen from the chaotic rain of punches from the young, valiant superstar. But it doesn’t take long for the predator to strike as Matt O grabs the golden spiky hairs of Stan from behind and pulls him off from his partner. The young Dreamer tries to break out from the claws of the Canadian but no avail; the Hardcore Genius rotates the Heartbreaker by his hairs and puts his collar between the vice of forearm and bicep, in an attempt to reprise the action that decimated his brother earlier. “Take him down!” screams MD as he supports himself on his palms and knees; his crimson mask adorned face indicating his dreadfulness toward the young Dreamer. But God plays His game of uncertainty again as the savior for Stan turns out to be someone unpredictable; the Chief Batmanite slides inside the ring behind the eyes of the Stone Orchards and charges toward the Hardcore Genius like a raging torpedo. Matthew Oliveira loses his balance and crashes over the canvas with a bang as the shoulder blade of Ryan clashes with the boot of his, toppling over the wrestling genius with a leg lariat. The Heartbreaker capitalizes over the advantage, escaping from the loose grip of the Hardcore Genius before he could fall back along with him. The crowd breaks into jeers as the Canadian rolls underneath the bottom rope to fall over the concrete floor, allowing self to regain composure with ease.
Smarky : What did I tell you? Ryan would use the perfect moment to capitalize upon the numbskulls called Stone Orchards. They are no match for the Outcasts and the Dreamers… Let’s just say they are out of their leagues.
Trix : Yeah, we can see that. Ryan has recovered and he has jumped in like a fox over Matt O from behind. Bravo Ryan, you’re really brave. – Do I get paid now? I’ve praised Ryan.
Smarky : You can’t takeaway the paycheck of Smarky Smark! Smarky Smark owns all your bases!
Sang : Mr. Smarky, don’t you give a damn to what my broadcast colleague says. She’s like that, you know, a bit loco deep within?
The Mancunian Mauler pushes the canvas and sets on one knee before looking at the corner where rests the carcass of Shawn with a big grin curved up on his face. The ear to ear smile from the Chief Batmanite gets the heads of the fans rotated to the other side only to spot the other member of the unit, Demon, ascending the steel steps with rungs of a ladder grasped within his claws. Signs of dismay plots upon the face of Metal Dragon as he watches the cunning Manchester native to pull out one of the tag titles from underneath him. The crowd goes ballistic at the Outcast with the intensity of their jeers increasing at a high rate. The Demonic One drops the ladder inside the ring through between the middle and the top rope before getting inside the squared hell over the top rope. The superheavyweight bends up to pick up the ladder and continues his path to the center of the ring, parading over the carcass of Hardcore Prince on his path, who was almost set to get up. The grunt from the lungs of the Jacksonville native acts a drum-roll as the former Imperial champion makes his way slowly with a grin looming under his mask. Angered of what the Outcast has done to his sibling, the young Dreamer charges toward the superheavyweight with utter fury. The darting superstar alarms the larger Outcast and he sets the ladder forward like a shield protecting his rib-cage area. The Chief Batmanite gets alarmed too but before he could aid his comrade, he’s taken out by a stiff forearm shot to the temple by the Man of Golden Words. The shield however, turns out to be the enemy of Demon rather than protecting its possessor; the young Floridian leaps upon inching close to the goliath and sends his heel to collide with the steel weapon. The picture perfect drop kick causes the ladder to fall over the dusty canvas and sends the superheavyweight staggering back. Getting the green signal to follow the momentum, Stan bends over to pick up the ladder by its rungs and drives the tip of it to the sternum of the larger individual. The former Imperial champion moans upon getting hit and his arms clamps around the region of impact to restrict pain to twitch down his nerves. But before Stan could continue his onslaught over the largest member of the Outcasts, his spotlight gets stolen by the Metal Dragon as he charges toward Demon with great velocity and drives his shoulder blade onto the chest for a shoulder tackle. The masked giant falls over the ring ropes after the shoulder tackle but isn’t let to catch his breath as Stanley makes his next move within seconds; the ladder welded on his hand is driven like a battering ram and the hard steel collides with the jaw of the former Imperial Champion, sending the giant over the top rope to crash over the floor below. The crowd cheers hard as the Outcast is taken out by Stan, who drops the ladder and watches his victim to roll outside over the hard concrete. MD hoists up to his feet and walks up to the nylon ropes only to have a closer look at the fallen juggernaut; grin of satisfaction curves upon his lips as he looks at the fallen psychopath. Wiping the mixture of sweat and blood from his temple, the champion turns back to the ring only to be taken by a shocker. The young Dreamer reminds MD once again of the fact that it’s every men for himself with a stiff kick under his jaw which sends one half of the United Glory champion flying over the top rope, following the path taken by the Demonic One. The Future ruler of the Dreamer Dynasty looks down at the heap of flesh over the lightly padded floor before wiping off the traces of sweat formed around his scalp.
Trix : Stan might be young, but he’s trained good. The thanks should go to Shawn for gifting us with such a talent here in EVPW.
Smarky : Guess you guys haven’t had much of Ryan in Knockout. If you did, you wouldn’t have complimented Stan; the Mancunian Mauler is better than anyone else in that ring.
Trix : Well, is there a time when you can’t stop talking about Ryan? I mean, throughout the match, you’ve been kissing his ass. How about making a change this time? Talk about someone else?
Smarky : Erm… There’s Spike Flynn who has a great prospect—
Sang : Wait, who’s Spike!?
But behind the eyes of the young Dreamer, the Manchester native hoists up on his heels. But before he can make a dash toward Stan, his feet get clamped from the outside by a firm claw. Ryan looks over his shoulder only to spot the Hardcore Genius, whom he had blindsided earlier, pulling him outside the ring to brawl with him. “You want me? You got it!” screams the Chief Batmanite before he exits the ring to brawl with his fellow GHW alumnus. The two exchanges punches right in front of the ecstatic fans barred by the security railings, soaked in mixed reaction from the crowd. Inside the ring, the Hardcore Prince wakes up from his comatose state and hoists up back to his feet by the aid of his sibling. The older Dreamer takes a bit to observe the scenario around before whispering into the ears of Stan about their next strategy. The Hardcore Prince walks up to the point where the ladder lies and picks it up upon inching close to it. Stanley marches up toward the corner of the ring which faces the side where MD and Demon lies. The young Dreamer falls on his knees and elbows while his brother dashes to the other side before getting recoiled by the ropes. Shawn charges toward his brother with his maximum velocity and gets over the back of his sibling upon drawing close. The Hardcore Prince then leaps off his brother’s back only to soar through the air over the top rope with the ladder welded on his hands pushed forward. The crowd breaks out a “Holy Shit!” chant as Dreamer lands over the semi erected carcass of MD and Demon with a clank. Ryan and Matt halts for a moment to watch the daredevil maneuver by Shawn, taking down their fear of what might happen to their partner with a gulp. Stan hoists up to his feet and looks down over the top rope to have a glimpse of the situation, pile of carcass lying over one another being lifeless. Stan staggers back with his face being white as a paper, unable to take down the horror scene he just witnessed. But he soon takes down the fear down his gullet and closes his fist before turning around to watch the other two members of Stone Orchard and the Outcast exchanging punches. Without even thinking what might happen next, the young combatant charges toward the two outside and coming to the edge of the ring, he flies off between the top and the middle rope only to crash land over the champion and his fellow contender and takes them down on the floor. The crowd roars and breaks into cheers as all six men are down and out over the floor, courtesy to the Dreamer brothers.
Sang : The Dreamers are freaks. They could have got the ladder up and hang the belt with ease by now. But NO! They have to steal the show before they do.
Smarky : You're smart, Sang and I totally agree with what you say. If it was Ryan or Demon, they would have climbed the ladder and sealed the win by now.
Trix : Will you two just shut up?! It's their decision and let them do whatever they want. Right now, all six men are down and out and I'm unsure that what's next. Who would come up on top now?
Smarky : RYAN OR DEMON!
TBC
STATUS: • MD, Shawn and Demon are lying on the other side of the ring after the splash from Dreamer. A ladder lies by their side. • Ryan, Matt and Stan are down too, but on the other side of the ring. • One of the united glory championship belt is inside the ring, the other is in the hand of the official outside.
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Post by MattOliveira on Dec 20, 2009 0:44:19 GMT -4
A moment passes as those watching cheer in favor of The Dreamers, both young men risking it all in the name of tag team victory. Two ladders are now in the ring, one standing in the middle and another leaning against the corner adjacent, and as they gather themselves, the valiant duo of Stan and Shawn creak back into the ring. Both men roll under the bottom ropes, still feeling a sense of vertigo as they advance, with Stan now realizing one-half of the tag titles lay on the mat next to him as he begins to gain his footing. The applause continues for the brothers, Shawn on the opposite side now on his knees, hearing the appreciation and amusement given back to them. The eldest Dreamer grins slightly, holding a hand aloft with the other holding the back of his head, beginning to lean into the ropes next to him and further regain his bearings. Stan wheels up onto his heels, his hands clutching the leather and gold of EVPW, catching his breath as he bends at the waist. Shawn looks to his brother holding the title and falls back on his rear, a sense of security overcoming him and allowing his body the chance to catch-up. The younger, smaller Dreamer brother steps towards the ladder and places a foot on the lowest rung, preparing his ascension until the canvas tremors with movement -Demon is trailing behind him, fuming. The masked marauder trundles through the ropes to flank the aerialist, his jostling movements holding him no surprise to the underdog brethren. The monster lurches forward, latching his grubby paws onto the shoulders of Stan as he stands only a few rungs from the mat and rips him from the ladder. Stan wobbles backward and Demon wraps his hands at the Dreamer's neck, hurling him back-first into the corner. Meanwhile, Shawn scrambles from his seated position and rushes over to where the confrontation occurs.
Sang: "Demon on the attack, even though the Dreamers pulled off a five-star effort, you've got a six-star monster in there too!"
As this occurs, Oliveira is now turning the corner of the ring, staggering. He steps over the top half of the ring steps left strewn from his previous wake, clipping them and collapsing to the floor. Wearily, he rolls onto his other side and peers under the ring apron, his eyes finding the hues of woodgrain beneath. Matt pulls himself onto his knees and flips up the apron, getting a grip on a table which he extracts from the shadows, coming to a stand. Nearby fans begin to cheer as more excitement builds from the furniture's presence, awaiting what could unfold before them. The Genius unfolds the legs and hoists the table upright, positioning it parallel to the ring itself rather than bridging it, unable to observe his planning as a forearm is launched into the back of his head from Ryan Hughes. The Brit continues on his attack as he spins Matt around and drives a forearm into the side of his head, causing the veteran to fall into the ring's edge as shots continue into the side of his cranium. Arms develop into fists, now positioned to Oliveira's brow causing blood to begin to rise to his skin's surface, bruising yet not bleeding. In-between strikes, the Canadian drives a knee sharply into Hughes' groin that coerces him to retreat to the guardrail opposite. Matt charges and slams the Outcast into the cold steel, taking advantage of his less-than-legal tactic by a hip lodged squarely into his breadbasket. Fans crowd by the rail in which the two once again brawl, patting both on the shoulder for the sake of it. Oliveira grins as he looks up at them, swiping a beer from one of their hands and sending it across Ryan's head with a clash of plastic cup and stingey brew. Hughes now wheels across the ringside area to lean on the ropes with his hands in his eyes, alcohol burning at his senses, whereas Matt confiscates a steel chair from the front row, folding it up to another cheer. The Genius raises the seat overhead as he approaches his rival once more, Ryan countering with a back elbow in the knick of time thus preventing his brains from becoming chair-induced grey matter across the arena. The younger man spins on his heels and drives a boot into the reproductive organs of the tag champion, leading to Oliveira crumbling to his knees again.
Smarky: "You head of two birds, one stone? Well that was two stones, one kick. HAH!"
In the ring, Demon sends Shawn across the ring with a huge shove, falling onto his back as fast as he ran towards the Outcast in the first place. The big man stomps his way toward a recovering eldest Dreamer as he attempts to stand, growing more the frustrated upon requiring to encounter BOTH Dreamers at the same time again. Shawn, late in recovery, is hesitant to rise as Demon clasps open his right hand and holds it up, signalling for a chokeslam that could very well delay Shawn's championship hopes. As he stares down the Floridian, he hears cat-calling from behind him. Demon turns, weary and caught off-guard, only to see the younger Stan now launching himself from the turnbuckle. Stan takes flight, soaring through the air in full extension...right into Demon's grasp. The little brother feels the goliath's viper-like constriction squeeze down on his throat, his larynx on the verge of collapsing from the force. Through his mask, the giant stares into the widened pupils of the youngster, only for a particular sound to break his tunnel vision once more:
*CRACK*
Outside the ring, his tag partner Ryan drives the steel chair across the head of Oliveira again -surely bringing forth the crimson that rose to his skin from the barrage of punches beforehand. Matt, now bleeding, goes limp against the railing again -yet unable to fall to the concrete as Ryan catches him. With intent of only an Outcast, Hughes navigates his opponent toward the table that he himself had positioned, shunting the Genius onto the wood to face the rafters of the EVPW gymnasium. Ryan looks up into the ring, expecting to his own fears a victorious pair of Dreamer boys extinguishing his title shot, yet only to see his monster-of-a-partner grasping a rival by the neck.
"HEY! DEMON! DEMON!"
Demon flicks his head in the direction of his tag partner on the outside, watching. Ryan points at the supine Matthew now laying on the table in front of him, and then at Stan in his own hand, bringing a pointed hand from Stan to Matt once more with a devilish grin.
"DO IT, FREAKIN' DO IT!"
The seven-footer exhales a loud growl and jerks Stan into the air, bringing his free hand to the lower abdomen of the now "forced highflyer" in a military press. Slowly, the larger Outcast walks toward the ropes nearest Ryan, the fans swooning in anticipation. With a great heave of strength, Demon sends Stan Dreamer into the air, over the ropes, and crashing onto Matthew Oliveira, the table splitting and splintering into a mass of wood and human being with Ryan jumping in excitement.
*CRASH*
Trix: "My god! Demon just sent Stan THROUGH Matt, THROUGH the table!" Smarky: "TWO BIRDS, ONE SLAM! HAHA!"
As Shawn Dreamer stares in horror of what has become of his brother, he slowly retracts into the corner, hoping not to garner any attention from the man that exterminated his immediate family member. Demon holds both hands high in victory as Ryan ecstatically joins him in the squared circle. Hughes takes the lead, instructing Demon to retrieve the second ladder from across the ring and waltzing over pick the belt from the canvas. Casually, the Mancunian bends at the hips and stretches his arm, grabbing the title. It is only then that he realizes that on the tag title is a boot...a wrestling boot. Ryan comically holds the opposite end of the belt as he attempts to lift it up, only for the same boot to hold it down. Hughes' eyes widen now, like Stan's did moments previous, and looks up to see the somewhat crimson face of Metal Dragon staring at him with chair raised overhead. Then, as soon as the idea pops into Ryan's head of 'back away slowly' does the concussive force of a stadium-grade ass-planting device, sending him with a backflop to the mat. Dragon springs into action, having also witnessed the fate of his partner at the hands of the Mancunian and the Monster, waving the chair into the atmosphere again and running full-tilt at Demon. The Man of the Unknown diverts his attention from the objectived ladder due to another chair shot breaking his concentration, only for that same sound to be heard once more –over his own head. The three-hundred pound’er is, too, nailed by the Tennessee Tagger’s chair in a fit of vengeance and second-wind as he falls into the object he sought after.
Trix: “BAM! Two Outcasts, two chair shots!” Smarky: “…it doesn’t work like that. Jeez.”
With Demon subdued, MD returns to the championship, trading the mat it for the chair. Sensing the wind at his sails, the Nashville native inches the ladder closer to his perceived center of the ring where the hook hangs. Under his satisfaction does Dragon begin to climb, rung after rung, chasing after another title defense to add to his multi-monthly reign. The champ’s vision peeks over the apex of the ladder, only a few feet from the Promised Land until a green streak of Lycra blurs into proportion as Shawn springboards onto the opposite side of the ladder, making up for both lost time and space as he meets his co-Southern rival several feet above the ring. Eyes hungry, Shawn reaches around the ladder’s frame in search of the tag belt secured in Dragon’s claw, the treasure which this underdog Knight is after. Dragon takes another step upward, closing in on the hook, as does Shawn, keeping his pace. Those watching stand in their spots, eyes fixated on the two middleweights on their pinnacle, expecting at least one to come crashing down. MD swings at the elder Dreamer from the top, knowing a good connection could result in a promised win. However, his attempts receive only air and his opponent continues his ascension like that of the Cliffhanger game on The Price is Right. With both athletes now only a foot apart, Dreamer once again scratches for the tag belt in MD’s hand to hang it himself. MD holds it out behind him, out of reach, yet unexpectedly brings it closer to Shawn. This tempts Shawn as he leans further, closer to Dragon until the fake out shows its real meaning. The Nashvillean grabs Shawn’s hair with his opposite hand, and with him trapped he drives the leather and gold across his skull. The weakening blow causes Dreamer to go limp, and with a shove does the technicalist fall from his place on the ladder to a heap on the canvas below. Orchard fans uproar in support, seeing MD reign victorious as he holds the title aloft, ready to hang it. Metal takes the final step up and holds the belt above, hook in the other, until a jostling of the platform rips him from his ecstacial ceremony. Demon returns the favor from earlier by strafing MD from behind with nowhere to go, clubbing the middleweight with wild soupbones, an elbow into the back of Dragon’s right knee is enough for the Man of Golden Words and Waist to grow weak, unable to squeeze out a victory under the monstrous circumstances. The Man of the Unknown slithers an arm between MD’s legs and hooks it around his rival’s hamstring, ripping him from the steel scaffold and into the air again like he did to his previous unlucky adversary. While in midair, the Tennessean releases the belt, sending it to the outside, only to leave Metal Dragon a martyr for his own championship as he comes slamming to the mat in a modified chokeslam from Demon. Demon himself falls to all fours from the amount of force exerted, the thunderous impact leading to a similar thunderous applause.
TBCB Dreamers/Outcasts
Matt & Stan: south-side of ring, midst the broken table Ryan & Shawn: one side of ring, chairshot and fall from ladder Demon & MD: other side of ring, Demon in condition to stand, MD slammed hard Titles: one with referee, the other in front of the commentary table Two ladders in ring, one in corner, the other standing Two chairs in ring, one outside.
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Post by • » Stan Dreamer « • on Dec 21, 2009 0:13:03 GMT -4
A wave of claps spread across the area as the crowd continues slam their hands against each other with their heads pointed at the ring and their eyes fixed at the action inside the ring. After manhandling Metal Dragon off the ladder, Demon crawls his way over to the ropes where he reaches with his outstretched arms, grabbing the middle rope to draw his body up to a vertical position. As Demon leans with his back to the ropes he takes a glance at the carnage in the ring and outside realizing that he is the only man standing in the ring at the time. He soon shrugs himself off the ropes, ensuring that every bit of strength and stamina is recovered. The Juggernaut drags his system to the center of the ring before he feels a something slowly clutching onto his feet and as he look down, he spots the man he had pulled off the ladder moments ago. Metal Dragon appears to be grabbing onto Demon’s dark wrestling pants to get himself back on his feet. His wish being granted Demon reaches for Dragon’s skull with both of his outstretched arms and grasps onto his skull, forcefully pulling Dragon up to a vertical base. Demon pushes the limp MD, back first into the turnbuckle next to them. A quick jab from Demon’s clenched arms ensures that MD would remain in his position as the crimson faced Stone Orchard member hangs lifeless with his arms stuck in the ropes. With the surety that MD wouldn’t move Demon quickly turns to the opposite direction, moving in a straight line towards the turnbuckle on the opposite side. On his path, the Demonic One pushes the unfolded ladder and the steel elevator to victory falls over the ring ropes and then crashes over the canvas with a clank. Demon reaches the opposite turnbuckle while near by Shawn struggles with his aching back while simultaneously trying to find his way up. Upon contact with the turn buckle Demon turns around in the direction he had previously walked away from and his glare traces its way to the man who is wedged at the turnbuckle a few feet away from him. After a moment of staring at the vile attempts of Shawn Dreamer to get to his feet, Demon launches himself ahead with a force only a true Demon could bring up and he races towards Dragon with his arms raised high. Upon nearing the turnbuckle Demon’s goliath of a body collides into that of MD pushing the air out of his lungs and sending chills of pain up through his entire body, especially his back.
:[Sang]: That a boy Demon! *her comment catches Smarky’s attention as he addresses her*
:[Smarky]: You know I’m beginning to like you. PS. He’s not much of a boy.
:[Trix]: *Trix looks at both them suspiciously for a moment before returning to her job at commenting for the match* Ooh! That would have felt like colliding into a moving train. I bet Metal Dragon is feeling the most gruesome pain right now.
As Demon separates himself from MD’s body, his outstretched hands which are stuck onto MD’s chest push him back towards the turnbuckle, stopping him from falling into a heap. It appears that Demon surely hasn’t done enough damage; he once again makes his way towards the other direction from where he had run off. As Demon reaches halfway towards the other side of the ring he surprisingly finds The Hardcore Prince standing on his own two feet. Both men glare at each other for a moment before Dreamer brings his right hand with his index and ring finger pointing out and brings them towards his eyes and then throws his arm back to his side. It becomes clear that Shawn signaled Demon to watch his next move, but what could it be. Demon expecting an attack from Shawn alert himself but instead finds the veteran Dreamer charging towards Demon’s Stone Orchard target. Shawn races forward towards MD and just as he nears the buckle he pushes himself off the mat raising his right knee up. Shawn Dreamer’s right knee crashes to the side of MD’s face sending spit and blood flying through his mouth. The crimson of MD splatters all over the torso of Shawn as he remains fazed over the erected system of the champion. Demon, along with the crowd, looks on at the two with a perplexed look as can be understood from the black marbles visible through the leather mask he adorns. Ripping all anticipations, Dreamer shows that he still has the composure to continue and gains a loud round of applause from the attendance. The Hardcore Prince puts his arm across the shoulder and clasps his hand coming around with his right one. The former TV champion looks and sets his route before getting off the turnbuckle along with MD, navigating the system of the Man of Golden Words toward the center of the ring. The Goliath looks on through his eye holes at the power of the Jacksonville native and watches him to drop the skull of Metal Dragon over the sweat and blood drenched canvas with a thud with the half champion being face down. The nose of MD bounces off the canvas upon the perfectly executed bulldog from the elder Dreamer who watches the new flow of blood rushing down the nasal cavity of his victim. Shawn quickly hoists up to his feet pushing off the canvas and goes nose to nose with the Demonic One. Spit flies off the grinning face of Dreamer as he gets his words inside the skull of the Imperial champion; “See that! That’s what we are made of!” But of all the humiliation and boast from the Hardcore Prince, Demon gives out a low chuckle, confusing the Floridian a bit. Suspecting something is wrong, Shawn turns and forcefully kisses the golden strap he’s fighting for; the Chief Batmanite who was down for long had sprung up to his feet, had got enough time to collect the title and smack it with the skull of Dreamer with excellence.
:[Smarky]: Oh yeah! That was freaking awesome!
:[Sang]: Yeah, I do agree with Mr. Smarky. Why don’t you open your loud mouth now, Trix?
:[Trix]: Huh! What did I miss?! *smirks* Oh, Ryan did an everyday move which happens in tag team bouts of all sorts with the officials being not present. But yeah, Dreamer showed Demon what he’s made of. I mean, he challenged the Demonic One and he showed what he’s made of with ease and perfection.
:[Sang]: Yeah I bet he’s got a huge… *Sang is abruptly interrupted*
:[Trix]: I bet Mr. Bear has a bigger one. Any ways lets get back to the match. *Sang glares back at Trix*
The Outcasts exchange grin before Ryan motions his comrade to walk up and join him to feast upon the man he just took out. Gesturing his partner, the Chief Batmanite hammers his boot onto the sternum of Dreamer, taking out the air within his lungs with every single moan. The Demonic One soon joins the party and starts to follow his partner’s lead, stamping his footprint onto the torso of the elder Dreamer with each kick. Ensuring that Dreamer won’t make a dash or counter any move, Hughes gives a low pat on the back of Demon before instructing him what to do in a discreet tone. The fangs of Demon flashes through the opening of the mask and sparkles by the spotlights above, clarifying the fact that he loves what his partner has devised. The Mancunian Mauler exits the ring through the middle and the top rope while the former Imperial champion grabs the raven long hairs of Shawn and pulls him up to the vertical base like a rag doll using his sheer power. Being forced, the Hardcore Prince sets up on his jelly limbs with his eyes clearly stating that he’s unaware of his time and space. The Demonic One lets the Floridian on his own and reels back behind him before clamping his arm around the midsection of his, ensuring that his hard work doesn’t go down the drain. By then, the Mancunian Mauler has set himself up over the apron and is grinning at his partner, watching the state of his successor of TV title: passed out. But before the Outcast can capitalize, his boot gets caught within a pair of firm claws. The double team maneuver remains unfinished as Hughes gets pulled down and his face gets smacked upon the canvas with great agility, courtesy to the young sibling of Shawn making his move at the right time. Stan quickly strides to his left to let the system of Ryan fall by him and then bends over to pick up the chair that rests by him. Inside the ring, Demon lets the Hardcore Prince go and walks up to the ropes to have a look down below being confused, since he just witnessed his partner to creep inside a mysterious warp out of nowhere. The Demonic One leans over the top rope to check but gets a hard shot of cold steel from Stan, who had been waiting for Demon to fall for the mistake that the majority would go through. The Man from the Unknown stumbles back being dazed before falling on his back, sending waves of tremor to all four corners of the squared hell. Stanley leaps up on the ring apron and gets inside the ring with the black furniture welded within his fist, gaining cheers from the frenzy audience. The young Dreamer wastes a few seconds to measure the condition of Demon and then lands another cold, stiff chair shot to the dome of the goliath. The hard chair shot however doesn’t do much damage to the Demonic One and he remains seated over the fabric like ever, though his vision looks a bit more baffled than before. Unable to take down the gigantic individual, Stan unfolds the weapon and puts it around the neck of Demon with the metallic cushion of the chair blocking the vision of his. Assuming that the blueprint is perfectly devised, the young Floridian reels back only to be recoiled by the elastic rope which sets him to charge toward the demonic one with his maximum velocity. Upon inching close, the darting highflier gets his boots up to clash with the feet of the chair, sending the cushion to hit the face of Demon with a thud. The dominating giant falls over the canvas softly; the ring barely gets the feeling that such mass had landed upon it. Stanley pushes the ropes and hoists up to his feet with a smile of satisfaction embedded on his visage for he has been successful at his mission.
:[Trix]: That was real awesome! Demon is taken out by the young and ripe Stan Dreamer. When have we watched the giant fall like this before?
:[Sang]: Umm…Few minutes back?
:[Smarky]: Hahaha! Exactly!
But the smile of the Underdog Knight soon fades away upon spotting the Hardcore Genius up on his heels, with a few splinters of wood sticking up on his arms and back. The young Dreamer grits his fists and stands with a guarding stance to defend him while one half of the champions look at him with a bit blank look.
TBC... [/center] STATUS Stan : Standing inside the ring, waiting for Matt O. Matt O : Standing outside the ring, all set to brawl. Ryan : Down beside Matt O, still fazed. Demon : Knocked out after Stan's dropkick. Shawn : Knocked out after the series of mudhole stomps; positioned behind Stan now and is trying to get up. MD : Fazed after the bulldog from Shawn, slight impulse is seen on his system. Titles: one with referee, the other in the ring by the ropes. Two ladders in ring, one in corner, the other under the ring ropes on the opposite side. Three chairs in the ring.
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Post by M BISON on Dec 22, 2009 18:34:37 GMT -4
As the massive Demon rolls out of the ring, stunned by the Dropkick, Oliveira prepares to do battle with the only man standing in the ring. Staring up at Stan for a moment, the Hardcore Genius plots his next move before rolling under the ropes to meet him. The second he gets up, the younger Dreamer plants his feet, then jumps and throws both legs straight out at Oliveira. Matt dodges to the side and drops to one knee as the challenger descends, placing his hands on Stan and pushing him down to force the underdog's back onto the Canadian's knee. Stan cringes in pain before Matthew immediately wraps one arm around the Dreamer's head and puts the other between his legs, then stands up. The United Glory Champion takes a deep breath before falling backward and throwing his opponent in the same direction, sending the Hardcore Prince's brother to a hard landing on the canvas via a Fallaway Slam. Metal Dragon begins to get up on the other side of the ring, his partner getting to a vertical base as he gets to one knee. MD sees the United Glory belt under the ropes and pushes himself to his feet long enough to stumble to it, then scoops it into his grasp. He looks at the gold while a sentence that his ally said a couple of weeks prior rings through his head.
"...never really looked at the belts..."
MD has a momentary trance, but then he remembers his goal for tonight. Now standing straight up, the Man of Golden Words utters a simple request to his ally.
"Gimme a ladder, Matt..."
Oliveira walks to the ladder that lies under the ropes and pulls it into the center of the ring, then stands it up. The Nashvillian holds the tag title in one hand and raises it into the air to the audience's cheers. The ladder is stood straight up and the legs are spread, rendering it ready to climb.
"It's all yours."
The bloody and battered Metal Dragon puts his foot on the first step and begins the slow ascension to the top while Matt stands guard. At this time, Shawn Dreamer has gotten up, but Oliveira quickly kicks him in the stomach and grabs his hair before leading him to the ropes and throwing him out of the squared circle. Demon and Hughes now slide into the ring, Hughes going after his fellow heavyweight while the biggest man in the match begins climbing the opposite side of the ladder. The Batman punches Oliveira in the face, then in the stomach, before proceeding to drive him into the canvas with clubbing blows to the back of the neck.
"And here come those Outcasts to hold off the retention for now!"
"Ha! Like those jokers are gonna keep the titles after tonight anyway!"
"Well, they're certainly in trouble right now. If Metal Dragon falls off that ladder, and he's already taken enough punishment tonight, he might need to be carted out of here!"
Hughes has now grabbed a chair and is readying himself to strike the Genius with it. Demon and MD reach the top of the ladder, and the lighter of the two instantly receives a headbutt, aggravating the Tennessean's busted nose even more. The World's Shiniest Athlete is dazed by the attack and his vision blurs, giving Demon perfect time to turn around and catch the attention of his tag team partner.
"Hey, Ryan!"
"What?"
Demon points at the canvas on the side of the ladder.
"Get me a chair right there!"
While Demon pulls his prey's head forward to keep him captive and still, Hughes abandons the downed Oliveira and walks around the ladder to the other side. Ryan then drops the chair on the mat to the right of the ladder from his and Demon's point of view.
"How's that?"
The monster nods and puts his arms around Metal Dragon's torso as Hughes kicks the downed Stan Dreamer out of the ring. Demon lifts the middleweight up onto his shoulders, then turns to the chair and throws Dragon down. MD falls with the title in his hand, crashing onto the chair. The spectators sit in shock while Hughes laughs sadistically.
"OH MY GOD!"
"POWERBOMB OFF THE LADDER!"
"HE'S DEAD!"
Barely able to keep his balance after delivering the move, Demon begins descending the ladder while Hughes looks to the fallen Dreamer that he just kicked out of the ring. Ryan begins pulling Stan up by the hair only to receive a quick jab to the stomach. Hughes is slightly fazed, but responds by throwing a forearm upward into the younger Dreamer's chin. Stan is spun around by the European Uppercut but Ryan stays on the offensive, turning Stan back around so the two stand face-to-face. The Batman grabs the Floridian's arm and whips him toward the ring steps nearest to the entrance aisle, Dreamer turning his back as the impact is imminent so that his back slams into the steel instead of his anterior. Hitting the steps still hurts, but a recovered Shawn immediately unloads on Ryan from behind with blows to the back of the head to prevent any further offense on his brother. Hughes staggers forward to get away from the offensive, walking right past the recovering Stan to avoid a two-on-one. Demon's feet hit the canvas and he walks to the ropes nearest to where Shawn is, but the older of the Dreamer brothers is a step ahead as he climbs onto the apron. A rejuvenated Oliveira grabs the chair that he was hit with earlier and goes after Demon with it. While the Masked Maniac is distracted by the Floridian on the other side of the ropes, Matthew rises to his feet and quickly swings the chair overhead. The former Imperial Champion is struck in the upper back and stumbles toward the ropes, completely vulnerable as the Prince of Hardcore jumps and grabs the top of his head. Shawn's feet bypass the apron and he lands standing on the arena floor while the massive Outcast recoils backward and hits the mat with a thud.
"The giant is taken down again with a little teamwork from the two heavyweights!"
"Yeah, because none of them have the skills or balls to do it themselves!"
"That's what it takes. You can also bet that Matt has his buddy to avenge after being dropped from that ladder."
With his partner still incapacitated, yet still in possession of the belt that needs to be hung, Matthew hops over Demon and walks toward Metal Dragon. Oliveira snatches the title up and looks up to the ceiling where the hook hangs. The Genius then walks to one end of the ladder and begins the climb. Shawn Dreamer slides into the ring at this time, prompting Matt to hop down, drop the belt, and begin a duel of punches. Demon rolls out of the ring to recover as the blows are exchanged.
Seeing that Stan's big brother is now focusing on someone else, Ryan waits on the other side of the ring steps for the younger Dreamer to emerge. The underdog takes a punch to the forehead as soon as he does, but Stan has pulled a kendo stick out from under the ring while down, which surprises the Mancunian. Barely affected by one punch, the Jacksonville native raises the cane overhead and strikes the cocky Outcast on the scalp. Ryan's body splats on the ground instantly, then he rolls to the side with a revitalized Stan approaching. The King of the Batmanites scrambles to a vertical base, then immediately dodges an overhead swing of the cane before stepping in and extending his arm to club his fellow challenger down with a clothesline. Hughes takes the kendo stick from his winded foe and grips it tightly, then lifts it up and brings it down upon Stan's chest. The high-flyer gasps in pain while the Britannic Batman tosses the cane to the side and drops to one knee to catch his breath.
Matt holds Shawn in a headlock, but is pushed to the ropes. Oliveira runs and bounces off of the trio of cords, then charges back at the former TV Champion. Shawn ducks only for the Genius to throw his leg up, kicking the Floridian square in the face. Shawn is stood up by the strike and he stumbles back a few steps, but the tag champ pulls him back in by the hair, bending him forward and tucking his head to where it rests under the Canadian's arm. Matthew then falls back to attempt a DDT, but Shawn slides out of the move just as quickly as it was set up. Oliveira rolls backward and gets up, then charges at Shawn with an outstreched arm, but the crafty Dreamer ducks to avoid the clothesline and emerges behind him. The former KOTDM catches himself on the ropes and turns around only to see the Prince of Hardcore delivering a clothesline of his own. Matthew is flipped over the ropes and falls outside of the ring. Dreamer, having managed to catch himself on the ropes, slumps into them to regain his bearings.
Stan Dreamer and Ryan Hughes have begun fighting during this time, and the Mancunian Madman has the advantage. Stan is pinned against the guardrail and subject to a series of chops on his chest, Ryan only having needed to deliver a few to leave a large red welt on the point of impact. The Belligerent Batmanite backs up a few steps, then runs forward and throws his leg up to boot Stan over the railing and into the crowd. The spectators scatter, leaving plenty of empty chairs around the dazed fan favorite. The arguably most talkative of the Outcasts waits for Stan to get up. The underdog stirs and surprisingly doesn't take long to begin getting up, pulling on the guardrail to come closer by the second to a vertical base. The moment that he does, he delivers a punch to Ryan's abdomen, slightly bending him over. Stan immediately wraps his arm around Hughes's head, then spins around and falls back. The neck of the Batman is driven into the top of the metal barricade as the crowd cheers.
"Well, the Dreamers just gained control of the match now, taking out Matthew Oliveira and Ryan Hughes!"
"We knew this match would take a toll on all six wrestlers, and it hasn't been as bloody as we expected, but everyone will have plenty of bruises tomorrow."
"Speaking of giving people bruises, Demon's back up and waiting for his chance to strike!"
Demon climbs onto the apron on the opposite side of the ring and Shawn immediately runs at him before dropping down and sliding. The superheavyweight's legs are kicked out from under him and his chin hits the top rope, sending him back down to the cold arena floor.
"Never mind."
Shawn walks over to the United Glory Title that Oliveira dropped and then makes his way to the ladder. Finally recovered and having played possum for long enough to stay under everyone's radar, Metal Dragon gets up and walks to the other ladder in the corner. The recently neglected weapon is put back to use as Dragon throws it down onto the mat behind where the older Dreamer climbs, then the Man of Golden Words walks behind Shawn and hops onto the ladder on the rung right below where his feet are. MD wraps his arms around Shawn's waist and falls back, throwing him backward before his head and neck land on the ladder behind them.
"German Suplex onto the ladder! Metal Dragon's back in the match!"
"Took him long enough."
"Hey, I'm actually surprised he was able to get up after what Demon did to him!"
TBC Outcasts/Dreamers
STATUS: MD: On the mat after German Suplexing Shawn Matt: Outside of the ring recovering Demon: Opposite side of the ring from Matt, but also outside recovering Ryan: In the aisle, just took a neckbreaker onto the guardrail Shawn: Lying on the ladder after being German'd onto it Stan: In the crowd, getting up Belt: In Shawn's hands Weapons: One ladder standing in the ring, other lying on the mat under Shawn, one chair in the ring and one chair out of the ring, kendo stick in the aisle next to Ryan
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Post by Ryan Hughes on Dec 23, 2009 9:31:25 GMT -4
“Well once again, all six men are down in this match-” “Hold on a second- MY BOY'S UP!” “And surely the Batman is going to do this!”
Ryan is up to a vertical base, swaying slightly from the amount of pain he has taken. He shakes his head vigorously, trying to clear his head of all ache and doubt, before he bends over; a kendo stick in his hands when he straightens. He staggers up the aisle with the bamboo cane in his grasp, sometimes clutching the guardrail for much needed support. The Batmanite's breaths are slow and steady as he calms himself down for the huge task ahead of him. He finally reaches the ring and heaves himself on to the ring apron, before rolling underneath the bottom rope and getting to his knees. He pulls himself up using the top rope, and his eyes seem to have a glassy look about them. The Mancunian stares at the hook which is a few feet above him; thoughts running through his head about what it would mean to the Outcast cause to return to the fold with one of the United Glory Titles around his waist. His thoughts are broken when he half-notices a man rushing towards him. A quick shake of the head clears his vision of the present day, and the man approaching him is Metal Dragon, apparently finished with his recuperation. The Nashvillian raises his arms to try and tack the Batman to the ground, but Ryan is too quick. He slices the kendo stick through the air, letting it smack against Dragon's ribcage, causing the champion to double over from the sharp pain coarsing through his body. To add to the misery, the Brit smashes the kendo stick against MD's back, taking away his sense of balance, and causing him to topple through the ropes and out of the ring.
“There we go, Bruce Lee, eat your heart out!” “Dragon is out of the equation, the title is metres away, new champion!”
Ryan looks across the ring and a glint of gold catches his eye. The title is mere meters away, but it is in the hands of Shawn Dreamer, who is still out of it. The Batman strides over to the Hardcore Prince, and bends over, clasping his left hand around the belt on top of Shawn. He gruffly picks it up, staring in to its shiny glory as though it has forced Ryan's gaze upon it. Ripping his eyes from the championship, he looks at Shawn once more, because once again, the Floridian is in the Mancunian's way. Using the kendo stick he employed to brutalise Dragon, he prods Shawn in the ribs. Dreamer's reflexes kick in, as he rolls away from the source of the shock, and flops to the floor outside. Smiling maniacally, Ryan wraps the belt around his neck so he can use both hands to prop the ladder up fully. After lifting the unfolded ladder in to position in the center of the ring, he looks up to the hook dangling limply from the heavens, and begins his climb.
“GO ON RYAN! YOU CAN DO IT!” “I think this one is over now, wait-” “OLIVEIRA IS UP! THE GENIUS IS HERE!”
Sang was right. The Hardcore Genius slid in to the ring, and now he is ready to defend his championship. At this point, Ryan is nearing the top of the ladder; his slow but steady steps leading him to the highest rung of the ladder. Matt knows he has no time, and uses the current adrenaline rush he is experiencing to climb up the other side of the ladder. He meets the Briton at the top of the structure, and the battle commences once more. Matt cocks his right arm back, before pummelling the Batman with a stiff hook to the jaw. Ryan is unbalanced by this, and rocks sideways; only using one hand to hang on to his elevated position, using pendulum-like mannerisms, he swings back and lets his right arm fly straight in to the face of the Canadian. The Genius parries the blow, before grabbing a tuft of the Mancunian's hair, and forcing his face in to the top of the ladder. When the King of the Batmanites re-emerges, a trickle of blood falls down the contours of his face. Matt grabs the back of Ryan's head once more; this time thrusting it under his armpit in a ¾ facelock. The crowd work themselves in to a frenzy, sensing what is about to happen. After a moment of anticipation, Matt falls back. Ryan's body is forced to follow, and both fall through the air- all hope fading in to the distance.
*CRASH!*
Ryan lands head first on to the canvas, not even bouncing upwards as a reaction. He simply flops on to his stomach, not moving an inch. Matt didn't escape the impact though, and he rolls around in sheer agony after landing on his back, pain searing through his body.
“OH MY GOD! MATT JUST KILLED RYAN!” “MAGNUM DDT!” “SON OF A BITCH!”
Meanwhile, on the outside of the ring, there is a less stressful matter of affairs. The larger Outcast is battling away with the younger Dreamer, who has seemingly just returned from his escapade in the crowd. The pair exchange blows, with Stan unconvincingly trying to out power the bigger Demon. The Demonic One swipes Stan from his eyeline like a bear swatting flies, while Stan crashes shoulder-first in to the metal guardrail, much to the dismay of the EVPW faithful. Demon hisses at them, but it only triggers a larger wave of negativity to hit the Outcast. It is shrugged off though, and Stan is on the receiving end of a large stomp to the chest, driving the air out of the youngster. Stan moans in agony, but it is stifled by a boot to the face. With a crack protruding from the Californian, it is clear that Stan's nose is now broken. The youngster feels his face, and lets out a slight scream when he realises the extent of the damage. Through watered eyes, he sees the Masked Maniac laughing maniacally at him, making him boil inside. With quivering lips, he pushes himself up off the barricade, and throws himself at the Outcast, hitting him with everything he can. Blow after blow after blow, and finally the larger combatant falls to his knees. Not wanting to waste more time than absolutely necessary, Dreamer drops to the ground, lifting up the ring apron to unleash the array of toys inside. After a scan of the area, he finds a fresh steel chair. Taking a firm grip of it, he raises it in to the air, getting a great response from the nearly pooped out crowd. Grasping the tool in both hands, he slams the chair down, right upon the skull of Demon. Like a sack of potatoes, he slumps to the ground and a slight puddle of drool forms by Demon's mouth.
“Ah come on! These men are just ganging up on us? What happened to TWO VS TWO VS TWO?!” “It is tactics Smarky. Something you would seem to know a LOT about.” “But there is a line in the sand between tactics and gangrape, Trix.”
Back in the squared circle, things are heating up between Shawn Dreamer and Metal Dragon. The VWE Original seems to have the advantage, as his latest punch rocked the Man of Golden Words- giving the Californian a window of opportunity to inflict pain. Shawn continues with a second left hook, forcing the veteran to retreat to a turnbuckle. He backs up against it while Dreamer proceeds to abuse the fatigued Dragon. After a procession of left and right hooks, the champion slides down the turnbuckle hopelessly, stopping only when his rear end connects with the canvas. Shawn smiles to himself about the damaged he has caused to such an established member of the EVPW elite. He strides backwards, not taking his gaze from the Orchardian as he does so. After reaching the opposite turnbuckle, he begins to sprint forward towards his prey. When he reaches MD, Dreamer raises his boot, punting the Nashvillian in the skull. Dragons head slumps back on the bottom rung of the turnbuckle, almost as though he was delving into a peaceful sleep. Dreamer stares down at his fallen foe, the smile still etched upon his face. It is only when he is struck from behind from a certain Matthew Oliveira does the smile fade. Without haste, the Hardcore Genius swivels his opponent around and clubs him with an outstretched arm, sending Shawn over the top rope- tumbling to the barely padded mat below.
The Canadian tries shaking his comrade awake, but Dragon doesn't respond, merely remaining in his state of slumber. Matt mutters to himself “Damn it...” before returning to business, and locating the championship belt. He doesn't need to try too hard to find his target. The United Glory belt lies idly by the western ring ropes, obviously landing there after Ryan took the mega Magnum DDT earlier. He quickly grabs the belt, wanting the match to be over and done with. Luckily, the ladder didn't fall with Hughes and Oliveira before, so it becomes a time saver for the Genius. The fans begin to cheer louder and louder, the atmosphere building as they predict another successful title retain. Matt begins his ascent, stepping on to each rung carefully to avoid falling off due to exhaustion. After what seems to be a lifetime, the Hardcore Genius reaches the top rung, the smile returning to his face as he realises exactly where he is. Thoughts of the after party that he and his partner are going to have are shattered by a loud growl and an inanimate object connecting to the side of his head, almost toppling him:
“HEY!”
Matt looks for the source of the noise, and after a few seconds, he spots the troublemaker. The man he thought he destroyed earlier, Ryan Hughes, stares angrily at the Canadian. He clutches the ropes for support, not fully able to walk yet. After steadying his fatigued self, the Outcast speaks once more.
“AREN'T YOU GOING TO FINISH ME OFF THEN?” “It's not worth it, kid. You're already finished.”replies the Genius.
Hughes doesn't take this as a plausible answer, eventually turning to reverse-psychology. The Mancunian shouts once more.
“Typical Canadian. SPINELESS PIECE OF CRAP! Your mother would be so proud.”
That comment angered the usually light hearted Genius, and his eyes glaze over as the veins in his temple throb to bursting point. Letting the rage control his mind and body, he jumps from his position on the ladder, spearing the Batman to the ground. He lets fly with a series of left and right closed fists, pummelling every area of the Brit's face. There seems to be no give in the champions wrath, until he is forcefully dragged off by the throat. The man squeezing the Orchardian's throat turns out to be Demon, who lifts the Genius up in to the air with one arm, showing great strength. Using his second arm, the Demonic One keeps Oliveira in the airbourne state he is in, before suddenly slamming him down to the mat for a hard...
“HELL'S MESSENGER! Now it's over!” “Demon's the only man standing, surely he can hook that title up!” “Who can stop him now?”
TBC Dreamer, apparently.
State of Play
Demon: Stood over Matt O, whom he just performed Hell's Messenger on. Ryan: Knocked out from the assault from Matt O. Matt O: On the mat from the Hell's Messenger. Dragon: Still slumped in the corner, but regained consciousness. Shawn: Recovering on the mat in front of the aisle. Stan: Seeing to his brother. Belt: By the ladder in the center of the ring. Ladders: One stood up in the center of the ring. Another stood up by the ropes, parallel to the first. Weapons: One broken kendo stick in the ring. One chair in ring. Two chairs out of the ring. One inanimate object (a can, to be exact) lies by the ladder.
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Post by x | S.DREAMER | x on Dec 23, 2009 11:51:41 GMT -4
The Hardcore Genius's spine arches up upon crashing over the canvas with his jaws set wide as if a bullet was fired between his cartilages. Hughes pushes the canvas and hoists up to his feet whilst Demon flashes his fangs in satisfaction, enjoying the struggle of Matt with the pain he inflicted upon his adversary. The Mancunian grins back at his partner before patting his back in appreciation of what he had done. The pat diverts the attention of Demon toward his comrade and the Outcasts wastes a few minute in conversing with each other, sketching their next act in mutual agreement. Ryan doubles up by Oliveira and picks up the glittering golden strap which lies gracefully by him, without even a shade of worry over it that its ownership might change at any point. Whilst the Chief Batmanite picks up the title, the Demonic One engages himself to clean up the ring by kicking the can and the broken kendo stick resting over the canvas outside to ensure that none can make a use of it. Hughes returns to the center of the ring and starts to climb the ladders in a casual fashion while Demon stands on guard by it, enabling his partner to take the time of his life to climb the metal contraption. Meanwhile, Stan is seen to kneel by his brother outside the ring, trying to bring his sibling to life from his comatose state. It doesn't take long for the Hardcore Prince to wake up from his unconscious state, which brings up a smile on his brother's lips. The Floridian shakes his head to brush off the cobwebs before taking a peek over his sibling's shoulder only to spot Ryan to ascend the stairs to victory. The scene inside the ring sets the elder Dreamer frenzy and he screams at Stan to get up and act immediately. Stan quickly sets up on his feet and starts to march around the ring, gaining the attention of Demon and Ryan. The former Imperial champion puts his guards on as Stanley picks up a chair from the side and slides under the bottom rope to duel with the Demonic One. The largest member of Outcast taunts the young Dreamer to duel but Stanley stands still like a doll. The reason for not attacking the juggernaut gets soon revealed as Shawn enters the ring with another chair he retrieved from under the ring and crashes it over the spinal column of Demon with a thud. The blindfolded attack from behind gets the former Imperial Champion down to his knees and gets him to scream at the top of his voice in pain. Stan quickly makes his move with the sentinel being down; charging over to the climbing Hughes and smash the chair onto his spine. The chair shot to the back loosens the gasp of the Chief Batmanite and the golden strap falls from his grasp over the canvas while he tries his best to hold onto the ladder. The young Dreamer kicks the title belt away from the vicinity before his brother calls out his name.
"Stan!"
"Yeah?"
The Sexy Beast turns to his brother only to see the Demonic One slowly making it up to his feet and the Hardcore Prince to stand with the chair over his shoulder like a baseball bat.
"Give me a hand, will ya?!"
Stan smirks at his brother before striding in front of the superheavyweight gingerly; the shadow of their dominance inside the squared hell can be seen within his slow and calm motion. Positioning himself in front of the Demonic One and getting the chair over his shoulder, the young Dreamer gets the nod from his brother. The duo sidesteps before smashing the steel chair onto the skull of the Man from nowhere, taking the largest individual in the match down with their synchronized maneuver. The crowd cheers as the Dreamers stand tall with their arms up high and the chairs acting as their scepters.
Smarky : That's totally unfair! They gang-raped on Demon!
Trix : Calm down, Smarky. They deserve the cheer they are receiving. Stan and Shawn had returned to the match in a superb way, with a con-chair-to!
Sang : Big deal, the insane spots we had so far can't be outmatched with just that chair shots. They just took Demon out, Ryan is still up there on the ladder.
The rejoice of the brothers cuts short as Shawn pats on the back of his brother upon spotting the move of Ryan behind their backs; the Mancunian Mauler is seen to climb the ladder once again with the title regained within his grasp amidst the crowd's joy. The Dreamers storm toward the ladder with the rushing adrenaline fueling them to fight against the Outcasts. The siblings spilt upon drawing close to the ladder and Shawn starts to climb the ladder while his brother takes the route to the right, positioning himself behind the Britannic technician. The chair gets dented in a bad way as Stan swings it once again and crashes it onto the back of Ryan, getting his hands loose off the rungs with his boots keeping him in equilibrium. The young Dreamer continues the momentum he got by leaping in the air with his knees folded and he lands over the vertebrates of Hughes, almost shaking the metal contraption. The Most Entertaining man of EVPW wraps his claws around the neck of Hughes before allowing gravity to do its work, pulling him off downward. The ring shakes up as Stan and Ryan lands over the hard fabric with a thud, getting the crowd to cheer at the top of their voices once again blurring the sharp shriek of the former TV champion. Stanley crawls out under the body of Ryan and pushes the canvas to hoist up to his heels before he hears his name being called once again. The young Floridian looks up to his elder sibling who's pointing at the belt lying by the side of Ryan and asking him to hand it to him so that they may win the match. Without hesitating, Stan bends over and picks up the title from the soil before throwing it to his brother, ready to hang the title to end the match.
Trix : Shawn is up there! This might be the moment where the brothers win the title and Shawn wins his second gold of the season.
Smarky : Someone has-sto stop this!
But the words of Smarky turn out to be true; before the Hardcore Prince could hang the title onto the oscillating hook, the earth under him tilts over. The intensity of the crowd's cheer goes high as Metal Dragon is seen to move the ladder at the right moment, crashing the party of the Dreamer like a mirror. Stanley looks on with horror as he watches his brother to be in an awkward position- something that was only left to happen in the match; Shawn clinging onto the hook like an Australian Koala, all four limb of his wrapped around it around fifteen feet over the ring.
Sang : Mr. Smarky, I'm surprised by your knowledge of in-ring combat. Tell me, how did you know that someone would stop the attempt of Dreamer?
Smarky : Well Sang, I noticed Metal Dragon to hoist up as Shawn was climbing that ladder and I know the possum nature of Dragon well. So it was a mere assumption that can be made by a fourth grader too.
Trix : What else you know, oh great one? *smirks*
Smarky : Jealous much. *chuckles, fading away the smirk of Trix*
Before the young Dreamer could make a dash to put the ladder back on, he gets kicked onto the reproductive organ by MD who follows the kick by wrapping his arm around the neck of Stan and falling backward, smashing the temple of Dreamer onto the steel chair with a clank. The Sexy Beast rolls out of the squared hell in pain with his forehead bruised and turned pale reddish in color. The Man of Golden Words scopes the situation around before gluing his eyes onto the Hardcore Prince clinging onto the hook fifteen feet atop. The Tennessean smirks before walking off to the corner to pick up the neglected ladder that has been lying over the canvas. Grabbing the ladder by its rungs, the Triple Crown champion of EVPW strides off to the corner and unfolds it by the turnbuckles. He then walks out of the ring between the cords and starts to climb the turnbuckle one by one. Reaching the summit, the champion switches to the metal contraption and starts to climb its rungs to reach to the level of Dreamer. Horror fills up the pupils of Shawn as he watches MD to climb the ladder and he tries to leap off, not even considering that it might turn out to be suicidal. But before Shawn could dispatch his system from the hook, MD leaps off the apex of the ladder and sends his soles to crash onto the stretched abdominal walls of Shawn, sending him to soar through the air and crash land on the corner of the ring. The Floridian Extremist clutches his solar plexus in pain, while MD watches his adversary with a calm smile of satisfaction whilst wincing his kneecap.
Trix : These men are robots! I don't know how they take in so much pain. All six men inside the ring have been taking bumps after bumps and they are coming back as if they aren't hurt.
Sang : That's what makes them the superstars of EVPW: great endurance and boundless wrestling skills. I would have lost count of moves if I was said to, these men uses a wide array of maneuvers.
Smarky : And we all know that Ryan and Demon would win the match in the end, no matter what they do or what they take in.
Trix : Oh boy, here we go again! *filled with sarcasm*
The Tennessean hoists up to his feet after that superb dropkick off the ladder and surveys the situation once again before getting onto war. Doing so, MD walks off toward his Canadian partner, trying to wake him up from his slumber with a few pats to the skull. The pats from his comrade wake up the Hardcore Genius and he gets aided by his partner to get up. The crowd claps and breaks out a cheer of "Lets go, Orchards" from all over the arena, motivating the champions to ascend the ladder once again to secure victory. The Hardcore Genius gingerly pulls the ladder back up which was leaning over the cords being unfolded while the Nashville native goes onto pick the title from the dusty canvas. Upon retrieving the title, the words from his comrade gets replayed with his grey matter.
"...never really looked at the belts..."
MD shakes his head to break his gaze and he walks up to his partner, who stares at him impatiently to start climbing the ladder. But Metal Dragon walks up to his partner rather than climbing the contraption and slap his partner's chest, surprising the Hardcore Genius for a moment.
"It's all yours, bud!"
MD hands the ladder to Oliveira, who looks on at him for a bit with a tilted head, being confused. But the Hardcore Genius soon tears up the webs of trance by his own will and starts to climb the ladder, rung after rung, ensuring that his body doesn't collapse before reaching the summit. Alas for the Stone Orchards, the ever popping up turns was just about the corner; the former Imperial champion springs up to his boots and charges at the guarding Metal Dragon like a wild boar, sending the Tennessean to stagger back over the ladder being hit by the giant shoulder blade. The combined weight of Metal Dragon and Demon topples the ladder off, with it the Hardcore Genius, sending the Canadian to soar through the air and over the top rope, only to crash over the debris of woodgrain over which he collapsed earlier. The fingers of Matt O are seen to twitch a few times before he goes lifeless over the broken table. The crowd forgets to chant the famous words and watches with deathly silence as Demon sets up on his boot from over the carcass of MD, being the only one standing tall.
TBC
STATUS: • Shawn and Ryan lying beside each other, with Ryan on the verge of getting up. • MD lies over the canvas while Demon stands tall over the ring. The title lies beside MD's carcass. • Matt O is outside the ring, lifeless over the broken table while Stan is in front of the broadcast table, also on the verge of getting up. • One of the ladder stands tall by the turnbuckle whilst the other lies over the ring ropes. Two chairs lie over the canvas; broken kendo stick and can outside the ring.
EDIT : Eliminated Grammar Errors.
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