FCA - Grockadoc vs. Matt Violence

[Vladimir Strife]

Due by Friday, March 20th 9PM Eastern

[Matt Violence]

A look of determination expresses itself on Matt Violence’s face. His gaze is fixated on not only the largest man he’s ever had to wrestle, but the strongest man by far. The beast himself stands across from Violence, his eyes telling an agonizing story of controlled anger and faith.The referee takes the center of the ring he wiggles his finger in the air, the timekeeper rings the bell, officially signifying the commencement of the Falls Count Anywhere match. Knowing damn well that he’s going to have to take advantage of his natural speed advantage, the young buck from Philadelphia darts across the ring and leaps into the air; driving his boots into the chest of his heavyweight antagonist. Grockadoc is pushed into the turnbuckles as MV hits the canvas and scrambles to his feet. Matt takes a few steps away from the righteous Grockadoc with a worried look on his face, even with all of his weight behind him it wasn't enough to move Grock more than just a few inches. In return the Unholy Crusader takes a step out of the corner and smirks at his flustered adversary. Matt gives the dropkick another go, this time aiming for the giant’s knee instead. His efforts are rewarded as the well-placed pair of boots drops Grockadoc to a kneeling position. Hastily, the Make-Shift Wrestler regains a vertical base and begins to clobber the dome of his foe with vicious elbows and forearms, doing his best to daze the animal kneeling before him. The middleweight’s onslaught comes to an abrupt end however, when the follower of Christ grabs his foe by the scruff of his neck and throws him between the top and middle rope. Matt crashes harshly against the unforgiving, concrete floor below and attempts to roll with the momentum, but that does little to remedy the fall.

Grockadoc uses the top rope to assist himself to a stand, and then proceeds to step completely over all three cords with ease. Barely having to leap, he steps off the apron and down to the concrete as if it were just a small step for him to descend down. Matt in an attempt to create distance between and the predator he now has stalking him, begins to crawl away; looking for a safe place to regain a vertical base. Grock on the other hand has other plans and hunkers down to grab a hold of MV’s left boot. Exploiting great balance and flexibility, Matt pushes himself up and bounces on his right foot. Grockadoc begins to struggle with trying to off balance his opponent, who out of nowhere tucks his head and summersaults onto his back, taking a good bit of damage himself. His risky maneuver pays off, as Grockadoc stumbles forward, his hands still preoccupied as he collides head first into the steel ring post. The crowd reacts positively with cheers as Matt hurries to his feet, looking to maintain advantage of the action.

Jimmy Pate: "Man, I think we're in for one hell of a fight. Everyone knows just how tenacious Matt can be. But when you're in the ring with a giant much like Grockadoc, which could be a very bad thing. He's going to have to always be on the defensive and might have to drag this match into deep waters so he can tire Grockadoc out. He isn't going to simply beat him down like he tries to do normally."
Ray White: ""I don't think Matt has enough in his gas tank to do that, Jimmy. Grockadoc doesn't fight like a giant; he has great cardio and a never-ending arsenal of attacks as well. Violence is going to have to use his speed for sure, but how long can he keep that up, is the question."

Matt Violence creeps behind the staggering Grockadoc and locks his arms around the big man’s waist. Using all the strength his body possesses, the Prince of Ultra-Violent Wrestling rushes forward with Grockadoc secured in front of him and force another collision between the ring post and the giant. The entire ring trembles with over five hundred pounds crashing into it. Still wrapped rightly around the titan, Matt’s head seems to grow a little too big too early and he attempts to pick the near three hundred pound man for a German suplex to no avail. Bending at the knees, Violence tries better to prepare his body to lift the mammoth over-head, but a fierce elbow causes him to lose his grip. Retracting his steps and holding onto his targeted temple, Matt doesn’t see the Unholy Crusader’s boot leave the ground. Matt stumbles forward and consequently walks straight into a big boot, one powerful enough to drop the Ultra-Violent King upon impact.

Ray White: “I think what we’re seeing his is exactly how the entirety of this match is going to play out. Anytime Matt starts to build a little bit of confidence he’s gonna be knocked back down to size by the overwhelming power of Grockadock.”
Jimmy Pate: “You might be right, Ray. Matt really needs to abandon his current tactics and just stick with using his speed, that’s where his only advantage is. He can’t try to grapple with Grock, he’s too big and too strong for Violence. If he continues to fight this way I’m afraid he’s going to have a very bad night.”

Matt doesn’t spend too much time downed and without haste he works himself back to his feet. Not one looking to let Violence rest, Grockadoc greets the smaller MV with a powerful uppercut aimed at MV’s liver. Feeling the air leave his lungs, Matt hunkers over and starts sucking for air like a fish out of water (if that’s something fish out of water do). God’s Hitman follows up with the attack by clubbing his foe over his back with a thunderous forearm, nearly snapping the Man’s spine in half. Grockadoc places his right hand on the lower back of Violence and his right hand on the scruff of MV’s neck. Spinning in place to gain momentum, Grockadoc uses said energy to toss the Real-Life Rocky straight into the commentary booth. Matt crashes against the booth’s surface and falls behind the table, narrowly missing both Jimmy and Ray as the duo scramble out of the way just in the nick of time.

Jimmy Pate: "Jesus Christ, we almost got taken out just now!"

Papers, pens, and other supplies scatter around in the mayhem caused by God’s right hand man. Violence on the other side of the booth lies in a heap of pain, his body contorted awkwardly between the table, wires and security barrier. “Move!” Grockadoc’s voice booms throughout the arena and without any hesitation or resistance the commentary couplet remove their head sets and clear a path for the monster. Grockadoc reaches down and like a crane machine, his fingers encase Violence’s head and easily the mammoth pulls up his [/i]prize[/i]. Effortlessly, the six foot ten inch monster rolls Matt’s body on top of the table. One step at a time, Grockadoc carefully steps up onto the commentary booth and drags his opponent along with him before tucking Violence’s head between his arm and side. After throwing MV’s head over his head, Grockadoc looks to lift Matt overhead but very wisely Matt laces his leg around the monster’s and holds his ground. Grockadoc slams his free arm against the back of his opponent and goes for the suplex again; however the same defense saves the Man. This time before Grockadoc adjusts his hold; MV slips his head out and keeps Grockadoc’s in his grasp. Using all his weight Matt slams himself backwards and successfully drives the monster’s head into the table, which buckles under the weight and force of the two athletes.


“VIO-LENCE! VIO-LENCE!”

Using the chants as fuel, Matt rolls his giant of an opponent over, which is no easy task and hooks his leg, looking to get a three count.

“ONE!”
“TWO!”

tbcb; grockadoc

[Vladimir Strife]

36 Hours extension

[[Grockadoc/Carter]]

Sorry Matt. I fully intended to post this week and have a ripping match with you, but unfortunately right now, things in real life are messed up, and I just can't devote as much time and energy into this as I would have liked, and don't want to post a work I am unhappy with, so you win this match.

I just need to step away from things and focus on getting myself right before coming back, so I apologise.

[Playground Safety Mats]

A look of determination expresses itself on Matt Violence’s face. His gaze is fixated on not only the largest man he’s ever had to wrestle, but the strongest man by far. The beast himself stands across from Violence, his eyes telling an agonizing story of controlled anger and faith.The referee takes the center of the ring he wiggles his finger in the air, the timekeeper rings the bell, officially signifying the commencement of the Falls Count Anywhere match. Read more: Playground Safety Mats

[Vladimir Strife]

The fuck?

[Matt Violence]

Seriously, what the actual fuck!?

[Vladimir Strife]

I guess you could say it was...





Mat Violence