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Post by KhristianGore on Oct 31, 2009 16:26:32 GMT -4
The crowd didn't have to wait long following the conclusion of the last contest. As Lizzie Morna was making her way back to the ring, "Vendetta" by Slipknot erupted on the P.A. system. On cue with the guitar riff that quickly begins to pick up, sounding throughout the arena, Khristian Gore bursts through the curtains. The Canadian was draped in a glow of arrogance, a smug grin etched across his face as the rest of his body was draped in the Canadian flag. Lizzie Morna: "The following contest is a Ladder Match. Introducing first, making his EVPW debut, from Ontario, Canada, KHRISTIAN GORE!"I know my uses , I have my pride, But my heart is still untamed I learned my lessons , I've conquered death, I go on and I'm unashamed I'll paint your bones to match my eyes, They're the darkest I have ever seen Until I'm lucid, I can't be told I know my voices, They tell me to BELIEVE Jimmy Pate: "I've heard a lot of things about the "Pure Canadian. He's a former King of Deathmatches Champion, as well as a former T.V. Champion. He's surely got the credentials!"Ray: "But this is the big leagues now. Wherever he came from, the competition definitely wasn't as good as it is here in EVPW! And tonight will be an extraordinary test, for he's about to face the Supernova!"Jimmy Pate: "But he might be at home in this match. Anyone who's held the prestigious KOTDM championship obviously can hold his own. And he'll need to in this ladder match!"Ray: "Forget the ladders, he's facing Kahlan who's very different, for lack of a better word!""Another fucking accident out of control, All the attitudes will never change My Imitations are leading the way I can't accept that I still don't find this strange"
In light of my ability to feel denial, I walk away from everything with just a smile The Agony of Coming Home has gone away It's Everywhere, It's Everyone, It's Every Day"
ARE YOU READY FOR THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE? The Pure Canadian saunters down the ramp, ignoring the die hard EVPW fans on either side of him, most jeering others attempting to burn holes through his cloak using fierce glares. The Pure Canadian marches up the stairs, grabbing a microphone from the nearby ring attendant in the process, before stepping into the ring. His entrance theme is reduced to nothing, and unfortunately for everyone in the arena, Gore was about to speak. Khristian Gore: "Different venue, same dumbasses. That's the idea that comes to mind as I step into the ring tonight. The Pure Canadian, ME, Khristian Gore, on an island, surrounded by an ocean of rednecks and bigots. You Americans make me sick! And I mean all of you, from you hot dog downing scums that suffer from obesity, to you high school drop outs that ride Yellow Submarines."
"Americans, your a disgrace to the human race! It's like waking up to a bad dream, only to realize you were never dreaming in the first place. Understanding that what you hoped was a figment of your imagination was in fact a harsh reality! Well let me make this clear to all of you scoundrels!"
"I'm a Pure Canadian, and I'm better than you!"A fog of detestation clouded the ring, and it manifested from the audience themselves, as they felt completely disrespected from what they now believed was a Toronto degenerate. But their enmity didn't faze Gore, as the KOTDM alumni's arrogance only seem to intensify. "The fact that I'm from Canada, makes be better than you. The fact that I'm a Bonafied Wrestling Machine, makes me better than you!"
"And tonight, I'm going to prove that I'm better than Kahlan! And I'm going to make it quick, so I don't catch an STD, or her contagious stupidity. And that's the truth..."
"In It's Goriest Magnitude!"Khristian drops the mic, slowly removing his Canadian flag before hanging it over the ropes. He begins stretching his wrists and neck, simultaneous with the commencement the "U.S.A." chants. TBCB Kahlan
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Post by Slut (✿ ◕‿◕) on Oct 31, 2009 19:35:52 GMT -4
The “U.S.A.” chant subsides and transforms into a melodious chant of welcoming as the awesome theme named “I’m Awesome” by Dollyrots electrifies the packed arena. The Special One instantly appears piercing through the velvet curtains with rather different looks. Her black hair fashioned into long crazy spikes, her black pants missing a half of the left leg, her T-shirt representing a cartoony picture of the Godzilla. KaHLaN’s face is painted with black and white into a sinister Halloween kind of look; her hands wearing purple fingerless gloves hold a microphone.
LM: And his opponent, weighting in tonight at one hundred and twenty seven pounds. She hails from North East England... the LaDDeR qUeeN... KaHLaN!
“Cut the music GUISE, CUT IT!”
Heartbreakingly the hard partying abruptly ends as the song fades and the exhilarating aroma engulfing the enclosed building dissolves into impatient anticipation. The LaDDeR qUeeN starts taking her leisurely descend down the ramp, her eyes feasting on the smug features of the hated Canadian.
“MAIGAWWD! You are the king of the death match from a company that its entire roaster consists of THREE imitations of JEFF YOUNG, the REAL ChamPIEeN! Plus you ofcourse... MAIGAWWD but what a competition you’ve been through!” *Claps her hands* “Impressive. Almost, ALMOST teletubby land worthy.”
“Mate before I go on, let me give you a friendly advice. By the way don’t ever say I told you this but... it is not bright to keep shouting out that you’re from Canada, trust me. Because for some unknown reasons the Canadians always get raped around here and the worst part is that the rapists are always either from the communist Balkans or love to read Batman comics allot. Creepy I know!”
KaHLaN gets into the squared circle’s range and heads for the steps.
“You seem to try a little too hard to make everyone hate you, that is cool but calm the fuck down. We already do hate you. And the funny part is you screamed that you’re better than EVERYONE here. Then I guess you’re a little cockier than most AND since you’re CANADIAN I guess you bend over better to get raped than most. That has to be true since you’re a what? A BONED WRESTLING MACHINE?! Whoa, I think Ray White wants to have a word with you in private kid. But don’t you worry, after I sandwiched your head between two ladders and planted a Supernova on top of it Ray here would rape the remnants of your spilled fucking brains.”
RW: Hmmm, very niiice! I like iiit! It sounded Azerbaijaniiii! I can almost feel the sleazy, slimy pieces tou– JP: Shut up!
The TRUE Strife Slayer gets into the ring and walks right up to Gore’s chest, looking up into the hulking man’s furious eyes.
“King of Death Match my arse, can you beat a woman in her playground? Huh big boy? HUH?”
The LaDDeR qUeeN shoves hard at the ribs of Gore in front of her, taunting the trunk alike mass as the official gets in between the two of them trying to restrain order before calling for the bell.
TBC
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Post by KhristianGore on Nov 1, 2009 15:08:44 GMT -4
The eyes of both combatants burned with intensity and due to their pre-match insolence toward one another, they both moved with haste. Gore charged at Kahlan, but the elusive Ladder Queen dropped to her and crawled in between his legs, infuriating the Pure Canadian who was forced to turn to pursue his adversary once again. Kahlan dashed for the ropes after retaining a vertical base, and as she rebounded, the former KOTDM Champion extends his arm, swinging it through the air vigorously. Once again, the smaller, quicker Ladder Queen managed to escape, lowering her head, ducking the Clothesline while once again sprinting for the ropes. This time after she rebounds, she lowers her shoulder, coercing the Bonafied Wrestling Machine into leaving his feet, forcing Kahlan under them. Gore stumbles at first, but once he gains his proper balance, he intercepts his opponent, catching the incoming Strife Slayer. With her in his clutches, the Canadian bends Kahlan, before reaching around her body and hoisting her into the air. Before Gore can execute any devastating maneuver, Kahlan adroitly wraps her legs around Khristian's head, before falling, dragging him off his feet and sending him somersaulting forward.
Jimmy Pate: "Kahlan takes advantage in the early goings of this ladder match. She'll have to keep up the energy if she hopes to leave tonight the victor."
Ray White: "Obviously. She's over matched both in size and wrestling ability. She just better not overload herself, because if she hits 'E' early, Gore will rip her apart!"
As Gore sluggishly climbs to his feet, Kahlan springs to hers, before once again taking the initiative, racing toward her foe. Before she can further take advantage, Khristian Gore lunges forward and lowers his head, viciously planting his shoulder blade into Kahlan's gut. The malicious Canadian capitalizes on the opportunity laid before, quickly driving a knee into Kahlan' solar plexus, before following with 3 more savage blows, leaving her gasping for air and cringing in pain. With the damsel in distress, doubled over and deprived of air, Khristian reaches and clasps his hands around Kahlan's waist, expertly applying a Gutwrench transition. Following a battle cry, the bellow of the beast, Gore flips her into the air. Instantly at the moment of release, Kahlan once again embarrasses her adversary, the renown wrestling technician, straddling Gore's shoulders and dragging him to the canvas falling a recline. As Gore meets the mat, Kahlan rolls back, falling into the ropes before leaping forward, extending her legs, forcing her boots to collide and clash against the face of the Ontario native.
A flustered Khristian Gore crawls toward the nearest corner, having been upstaged thus far by the Ladder Queen who smiles a confident yet smug grin. Not letting her adversary escape her onslaught, Kahlan stampedes toward her foe on all fours, leaping onto his spine with one leg before using him as a spring to go airborne, landing onto the second rope. As she ascends to the third, the former T.V. Champion rises to to his feet, before diving forward, grasping and tugging the ropes, causing Kahlan to lose her balance as she lands straddled on the turnbuckle. With his opponent perched at the top and totally helpless, the Pure Canadian slowly rises to his feet, before sauntering toward his antagonist, turning his back to her while simultaneously capturing her head. After draping her head across his shoulder, Gore slowly advances forward, extending Kahlan and leaving her suspended in the air with her feet across the turnbuckle padding. From there, Gore leaps forward, dropping to a seated position, causing the back of her neck to impact with his shoulder sending a sickening shock down her system.
"Good grief! Kahlan's neck could be broken!"
"She took too risks one too many. And Gore took advantage with what seemed to be an Elevated Hangman' Neckbreaker!"
As Kahlan rolls to a supine position, Khristian Gore crawls onto her body before planting his knee into her lower back, before seizing her soft, silky, brownish hair, torturing her with quite a pernicious modified Camel Clutch. He rises from his knee, and quickly steps across her back with his boot, forcing cries of tormenting pain from the mouth of the jabber jaw herself, Khristian Gore making Kahlan seem to have more bark than bite. After releasing her hair, Gore leaps away before bending his elbow, dropping all his weight across her spinal region, the meticulous elbow drop leaving her writhing in pain. And with the self proclaimed Strife Slayer grounded, and the pace considerably slowed, Gore rolls out of the ring.
After exiting the squared circle, the Bonafied Wrestling Machine grabs the Canadian Flag from off the ropes, unfolding it and raising it high overhead, prompting the vehement repugnance of the crowd. And with the arena drowned in antipathy, Gore places the flag over his shoulder before lifting up the ring cover, slowly dragging out a ladder. Gore places the ladder across the ring apron, before draping his Canadian flag over it. He turns once again to face the crowd, and with his attention diverted by the American audience, Kahlan is able to get back into the combat, recovering from Gore's assault and dashing for the ropes. As Gore turns, he grasps onto the ladder, but when his eyes lock on his incoming target, his face undergoes a timid contortion, as Kahlan slides down and drives her feet into the ladder, coercing the ladder into Gore's face, sending him staggering back, both blinded and battered. With her opponent groggy and stunned, Kahlan slides the ladder into the ring, before standing it up and leaning it against the ropes. She takes the Canadian Flag and holds it at its ends while draping it across her back before running up the ladder rungs. She suddenly launches herself off the ladder an into the air, soaring with grace and sneering down at the distraught Canadian.
The Ladder Queen somersaults forward and upon executing the rotation, releases the Canadian Flag, causing it to crash a top Gore's head, shrouding him, leaving the former KOTDM Champion vulnerable. Vulnerable Gore was, as Kahlan crashed onto him, knocking him to the floor leaving both of them motionless, sprawled on the concrete.
"Canada goes down Jimmy. I never thought I'd say this, but I'm glad to have Kahlan on top."
"What amazing body control, and she needed every bit of it to execute that Senton. Boy has her aerial abilities paid dividends thus far!"
"As far as I'm concerned, the best thing out of Canada is Matthew Oliviera, and he's proven to be a real force in the wrestling business. And if Gore loses to Kahan tonight, he'll be the most over-rated Canadian since Gnarfflinger The Butcher!"
"We'll just have to wait and see, but for right now, it's been a lot of Kahlan and a little of Khristian Gore."
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Post by Slut (✿ ◕‿◕) on Nov 7, 2009 16:03:03 GMT -4
Seconds tick by until one of the antagonists stirs and to the public’s distaste it is the dude who had voted for Stephen Harper. Shaking his head to clear his vision Gore groans something under his breath as he stretches to use the table as an aid up to his feet. With some blessing the Special One also begins to show signs of movement just as Khristian reaches a vertical status. The Brit starts an ever so slowly strive to sit up when a giant’s hand brushes through her spikes and grabs hold of a fistful of follicles. Pulling viciously the debutant roughly persuades his opponent up to her feet where he unceremoniously slams the head at his disposal into the commentary table. Jimmy Pate jumps with a scare before starting to angrily protest his abhorrence for the hardcore act taking place close to his personal space. Ignoring the atmosphere, chants and the buzzing of commentary Khristian draws KaHLaN’s head back again and...
*WHACK*
JP: Holly shit! Khristian is gearing to the next level here, relentlessly losing control of his anger and just smashing KaHLaN’s skull as if it is a pineapple. RW: You got a point there Jimmy, I also agree with what you presume Khristian is thinking here. As a matter of fact I would think that it is a rather hard pineapple. JP: What are you trying to say Ray?... HEY GET HER BACK INTO THE RING... NO DON’T DO THIS!
Gore drops the last of the monitors he ripped away from the commentary table and sweeps aside the tile and whatever. Dragging the limp body of his opponent after himself to the top of the table, he stands to his full height pulling KaHLaN up. Knowing well what is about to happen the feisty diva reveals her ultra secret weapon and strikes forward like a serpent biting the unknown of Khristian’s crotch. The former KODM bellows a hearty scream before he topples to the side, falling on the concrete behind the table. The Strife Slayer rolls away herself, pumping painfully on the floor and gets up to stumble then slide her body into the ring.
As Ray and Jimmy go to stand a good couple of feet away from where they are supposed to be, KaHLaN again gets up and leans forward to put her hands on her knees breathing maddeningly. Eyeing the otherside of the table, she finally sees what she has been waiting for, the hated head of the Canadian pops up as he ever so slowly but consistently uses the table to pull his figure back up, his face still strained from agony. Then abruptly KaHLaN takes off running towards and up the ladder railings bridging on the ropes and once in range, jumps high somersaulting forward in a suicidal act of surely to be a Canadian termination. On collision with a now standing Khristian, Gore catches the oncoming shuttle around the waist in a seated position and in one smooth motion transfers the momentum into one enormous powerbomb, slamming the LaDDeR qUeeN through the table.
RW: FUCK YEA BABY, RIDE ON AND MAY THIS BE YOUR LAST RIDE! JP: That ladies and gentlemen could be the very last time KaHLaN would ever stand up on her two feet again. Jesus Christ that was one bloody super powerbomb! RW: This strikingly dashing young machine is making me go stiffer every time I see the replay of that one hellacious move. I’m gonne...
TBC?
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