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Post by brianbrooks on Oct 24, 2008 4:32:56 GMT -4
{End Commerial}
The camera pans over the fans who are all on their feet partly because of the last segment with Victor Steel and Johnny Enmity and partly cause the next match up had two of the up and coming wrestlers on the EVPW roster suddenly the lights go down as Wait and Bleed by Slipknot kicks up and the camera switches to the stage where the lights begin to flicker red and black. Then a solid red spotlight shines on the stage, and two men are standing there. One is in black baggy pants, a baggy beater shirt with shoulder length black hair and a lip ring with his hand heavily bandaged from a drill that Vlad had used on him standing with his head down so his hair covers his face. The other man that is standing with his eyes on the ring and a slight twitch in his eye and upper lip but completely focused is wearing a long black coat, black tight leather pants, under the coat is two leather straps crossing his chest. He also has very long silver hair. Both men had many cuts and bandages all over them from the brutal match against Hallsworth and Vlad last week.
Pate: Well I am incredibly surprised to see these two competing tonight after the punishment that they put themselves through with the help of the Kingdom last week on Genesis....
White: Yea no kidding especially that on guy Brooks did you see what Vlad did to his hand that was the most disturbing thing ive ever seen in my life.
Pate: The part that really bothered me was that he let Vlad do it he actually set his hand up and put the drill on it pretty much telling Vlad to do it.
White: And that dive from Pyro! Man these two guys are some sick charecters they seem to love pain
Pate: Not just love it they live it.....
The one man known as Brian Brooks brings his head up as the music picks up and starts licking his lips slightly and then both men start walking down to the ramp, as the fans start to applaud politely however there were many boos mixed in. The ones applauding were doing at out of respect though they may not like the two they know when two men give what they gave in match that it deserves a little respect. As they approach the ring, they seperate, as the silver haired superstar walks towards the stairs and the other guy hops onto the ring apron and and placing his hands on the top rope he front flips into the ring using the rope giving him enough spring for him to land perfectly in the centre of the ring as silver haired guy known as Chris Pyro climbs through the ropes.
Lizzie Mora: Ldies and Gentle men hailing from Toronto, Ontario Canada weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and eighty pounds The Fallen Angels, Chris Pyro and Brian Brooks
Brooks and Pyro walk to the corner oposite the stairs and the entrance and face each other Pyro speaking to Brooks in a hushed tone he then grabs Brooks' hand that was injured and begins to rub it making sure trying to keep the bllod flowing in it so that it wouldn't affect him as much in the match.
Pate: Well these two may not be liked but they have to be respected after last week.
White: Truthfully i don't really want to watch this match just because of some horrifying things they did last week.
Pate: Well it's a good thing that this is a normal match truthfully i think if it wasn't they wouldn't have a career anymore after tonight cause they'd probably kill themselves.
TBC
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Post by Crash Barley on Oct 24, 2008 23:26:25 GMT -4
-[Jimmy Pate]-
"Speaking of devils. Here comes one himself."
-[Ray White]-
"Devil? Thats a bold statement when it comes to this guy."
-[Jimmy Pate]-
"Yeah but he has nothing on these two. Both of these teams are hated. Lets see who can gain some respect tonight. What do you think?"
-[Ray White]-
"I actually disagree Jimmy. I love both of these teams. Crash has an attitude that packs a punch, and well the Fallen Angels are crazy as hell."
-[Jimmy Page]-
"Well really, what do we agree on? But anyways, are you gonna give it a guess tonight?"
-[Ray White]-
"Hmm... Angels. You sure may be freaks at the high flying, hardcore stuff. But if Crash has anything to do with it... which he does. I'm sure his technical ability wont get out pushed, especially in this single. "
-[Jimmy Page]-
"Again, we disagree. I'm looking for the Fallen Angels to step it up this match and show us what they have to offer in a fair and square match."
Take this shit back
The lead guitar follows the screaming voice while hundreds of head uplift out of their seats. The limbs on their upper body lift up not cheering for him, but making unruly gestures tor wards the soon to be seen man. It doesn't take long before the rhythm of the guitar jams through the speakers. Most voices are dimmed under the loud music. The floating heads shiver as the blood inside them boils from the shrieking sound of the masterpiece playing. The lights dim out until reaching a fully blackened stage, as smoke piles up on the small entrance ramp in front of the black curtain. Meanwhile, small little strobe lights begin to ramble making a pattern on the grayish smoke.
This is dedicated to all the motherfuckers
Thats trying to stay hard
When every thing's going soft again
-[Jimmy Page]-
"As loud as always, Crash's entrance once again blows us out of our seats."
-[Ray White]-
"I'm sorry Jimmy. I really cant get enough of this song. Its my number one played track on my IPOD."
-[Jimmy Page]-
"Thats good for you Ray."
Squinted eyes focus in on the man standing behind the pile of smoke. The dark figure has his arms crossed, head tittled to the ground. The strobe lights all concentrate of Crash, as the smoke piles away slowly. Eventually, everyone now can fully see Crash standing firm, chest up, head tilted. He is wearing a black singlet with two orange lines perfectly parallel down the ribs. Across the front reads in big block letters "Crash." The black boots match perfectly with the singlet, with the same stripped pattern, and the elbow pads as well.
If you think it's too loud
Bitch - get the fuck out
If you wanna slow down
Bitch - get the fuck out
If your ass ain't with me
Get the fuck out...
-[Lizzie Morna]-
"Introducing one half of the opponents. He stands at 5'10 and weighs in at 245 pounds. Welcome from Brooklyn, New York... Crash Barley!"
Crash rubs his white tapped wrist while walking down the ramp. Fans try to reach out and slap him on the back, snap some pictures, or wrestle him to the ground. Crash easily maneuvers to the center of the short ramp dodging the fans slaps and punches. Crash reaches the end of the ramp, and is now safe form the barbarian fans. He raises his arms waiting for appraisal, but not to his surprise he gets nothing but the expected.
-[Ray White]-
"No matter how hard he tries, Crash can never get anyone to cheer for him."
-[Jimmy Page]-
"You cant be serious. He is like a roller coaster. His respect goes up for kicking ass in a match, but then when its time to turn up the mic. It all goes back downhill."
We raise hell bitch
We don't give a fuck
All you pussy motherfuckers shut the fuck up
I knock yo hed back
I let that shit bang
I make your heart jump
Like you was on cocaine
Crash takes a few steps forward reaching the front side of the ring, placing his hands on the apron. He winks at Lizzie, getting in return nothing but rolling eyes. Crash then reaches up and grabs the top rope with his left hand. With that leverage he pulls himself up to the apron. Finally, he climbs in the ring under the top rope.
Stop actin like a bitch
Why you acting like a bitch
Let a bitch suck a dick
and get the fuck in the pit
Crash makes his way to the center of the square circle, approaching Lizzie. He glances at the Fallen Angels who are now out of the ring. Keeping his eye on his opponents, he also watches the entrance.
TBC
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Post by Ricky Masters on Oct 26, 2008 13:23:40 GMT -4
The fans continued to stand, knowing who Crash's tag partner was going to be. In fact, they were already booing! Finally, it came to them. Burn to my Light by Mercy drive begins to play through the horrible sound systems that blasted through out the gym.
Evntually Ricky appears through the curtains in his normal blue underwear tights. His perfect tan complexion reflects off the lights as he slowly lifts his hands wide as if grasping onto a huge rubber ball. He takes a deep breath, soaking in the vast amounts of hate from the fans.
Lizzie: Introducing the other half of the Kingdom tag team, weighing in tonight at 271 lbs. Hailing from St. Louis Missouri, your Television champion, Riiicky Masters!
Finally, as the chorus begins to play he starts his way down the small ramp that was blocked off by barbarious fans. Unlike his team mate, he somehow managed to get hit by every slap to face, punch, spit, you name it, and eventually tossed into the ring. Crash Barley smacks his forehead, as the bell takes its toll and begins the match.
tbc
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Post by Deleted on Oct 27, 2008 0:49:04 GMT -4
Both the Fallen Angels and Crash and Ricky stand in their respective corners, as the ref asks for one member of each team to come to the middle. Chris tells Brian to sit out the start, make sure he's in good shape for later on in the match. Crash also comes to the middle and Chris looks right down on Crash, who is the shorter of the two. Both men lock up and Crash gets around behind him, hooking Chris' leather clad arm behind him in a hammerlock. Chris tries to tries to grab onto Crash's leg, but can't reach it before Crash snatches a side headlock. Chris quickly pushes Crash into the ropes and sends him off to the opposite side, freeing his head. Chris jumps up as Crash comes back at him, catching him with a back elbow, sending both men to the mat, with Chris getting right up as Crash holds his jaw. Chris lays ontop of Crash, as the ref drops for the count, Crash quickly springs his shoulder off the mat before the ref can even get a one count.
White:
Quick start here to this tag team match. Chris nailed that elbow to the jaw, showing little signs from last weeks brutal match.
Pate:
Well, its still early, and the Fallen Angels have to be careful, after the match they had last week, and the match their scheduled to be in next week, the number one contenders match, if these guys take to much of a beating this week they might not have anything left for next weeks match.
Chris grabs Crash by the head and brings him over to his corner, and tags in Brooks. Brooks shakes his bad hand a bit as Chris lifts Crash's arm up exposing his ribs. Brooks nails a hard kick to to the ribs, causing Crash to walk away in pain. Brooks runs up behind Crash, and nails a dropkick right to the base of Crash's neck sending him to the mat. Brooks gets up and stomps on Crash's head. Brooks then drops down, putting Crash into a side headlock on the mat, pulling back hard on the neck. Crash is reaching out to Ricky, who's trying to reach his partner. Brooks rolls back to Crash's legs and grabs one, pulling him back towards his corner. Brooks reaches up and tags Chris back into the match. Brooks grapevines Crash's leg as Pyro climbs to the top turnbuckle, Chris jumps off, driving both his feet into Crash's lower back. He then runs over to Ricky and elbows him off the apron. He walks backwards looking at what he had just done, but is quickly tripped by Crash, falling face first to the mat. Crash quickly mounts Pyro's back, grabs him by his long silver hair, and procedes to nail vicious looking forearms across Pyro's face. Crash then starts to push his fingernails into the scarred forehead of Pyro, causing some blood to seep out from the reopened wound. Pyro calls out in pain as Ricky gets back to the apron. Crash drags Pyro over to his corner and tags in Ricky, who stomps the forehead of Pyro, causing more blood to seep from the cuts.
White:
Good tag team wrestling by both these teams. Crash got the focus on Pyro's wounded forehead from where he took light tubes and street signs last week.
Pate:
What do you expect? These guys did just come off of a brutal match last week, it's only natural for Crash and Ricky to take advantage of it.
Chris tries to fight off Ricky, by punching him in the stomach, while Pyro is getting to his knees, but Ricky quickly punches Pyro right in the forehead, stopping the attack. Ricky picks Pyro up, and puts him in a front facelock, then quickly snaps Pyro over with a snap suplex. Pyro arches his back from the impact as Ricky quickly goes for a cover, getting a two count before Pyro shoots his shoulder up.
TBC: Crash, Ricky or Brian
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Post by brianbrooks on Oct 29, 2008 0:08:08 GMT -4
Masters gets to his knees and looks around at his tag partner who shouts to keep on the attack. Masters grabs Pyros long hair and as Masters get up to his feet he drags Pyro up also. Masters grabs Pyro's arm and irish whips him into the ropes and as Pyro comes running back Masters trys to decapitate him with a clothesline but Pyro ducks running off into the ropes again this time very close to his tag partner Brooks who reaches in and slap a blind tag on Pyro's shoulder as Pyro is rebounding into the ropes. Pyro charges back as Masters turns and Pyro leaps in the air nailing a flying forearm smash that drops Masters onto the mat as Brooks hops up to the second rope. Brooks wastes no time leaping from the top rope nailing a swanton bomb Jeff Hardy style on Masters who curls up as Brooks moves off him and hold his stomach in pain.
Pate: Wow! Incredible teamwork their by this young set of superstars.
White: Yea they really do come out every night to get down and in no way was that a normal sexual remark by me.
Pate: Wow I'm proud of you......
Brooks gets to his feet long before Masters could have and looks around and sees Crash standing on the ring apron trying to get his partner up. Brooks starts toward him and Crash locks his eyes saying words to bring him closer. Brooks reaches the ropes and stares at Crash who continues talking trash then Crash points behind Brooks at his partner Masters who had just got to his feet and was advancing on Brooks. Brooks sudenly takes a step forward and then kicks out connecting right under Masters chin with a super kick then he whips his leg around jumping in the air delivering a palee kick to the top of Crashs head dropping the big man to the floor outside with a thud.
Pate: This kid is always surprising me he makes us think hes made a rookie mistake but he then turns it in his favour...
White: He's playing possum is what it is
Brooks gets up to a respectful applause from the crowd though not well like for their personalities the fans liked what they did in the ring. Brooks walks towards Masters who is now laying on his stomach seemingly out cold on the mat. Brooks drops down for a pin but only gets a two count. Brooks get to his feet seemingly in perfect control but Crash had got to his feet and was in the ring behind Brooks. Crash wraps his arms around Brooks and delivers a release german suplex that lands Brooks on the back of his head and he folds up in a awkward way. The ref is quick to get Crash from the ring but the damage was done and Masters was on his feet. Masters goes and places a hand on Brooks sure of himself. the ref drops down to count.
One
TWO
THRUUU
Brooks kicks out jus milimetres from the three count.
Pate: Wow did this thing ever change in a hurry.
White: You know I had the most excellent view of Brooks' TES.......
Pate: I can't work with you anymore please find someone new he's just too....too....
TBC
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Post by Crash Barley on Oct 29, 2008 17:52:20 GMT -4
Brooks lays in the middle of the ring in merciless pain. He crawls by the inches tor wards Pyro trying his best to reach out and tag in his partner. Meanwhile, Ricky roles himself closer to Crash who is standing anxiously on the apron. Eventually, Ricky is able to slap Crash in the hand before rolling out of the ring. Brooks is about two feet away from Chris as Crash maneuvers under the ropes into the ring. Brooks reaches out as much as possible as Chris leans over a bit to make the tag a little easier. Crash runs as fast as possible over to Brooks who is struggling to make the tag. Crash laughs a bit as he steps on the ankle of Brooks. Brooks' arm falls straight to the mat just missing Chris's arm. Crash looks at the devastating face of Chris. He lifts out his hand, flipping it over and closing all the fingers but one. The middle finger remains straight up, pointing in Chris's direction. The ref walks over to the drama standing in between the two arguing men. As the ref turns around to get Crash to back out with his opponent Chris hops up on the turnbuckle. Crash points to Chris trying to get the ref to turn around. Finally, just as the ref turns around Chris leaps from his feet soaring over the refs head. Crash's delayed reaction helps in the succession of getting his head taking off by a shocking clothesline straight to the center of the face. Crash falls back as his back head smacks flat against the mat. It ricochets off the canvas as he balls up in the fetal position. Chris gets up to his feet as fast as possible, trying to get Brooks to his feet. Brooks with some help, clumsily walks over to Crash laying on top of him. The ref slides down near the two smacking his hand against the mat on the way. Before the ref counts one Ricky slides under the the bottom rope getting to his feet. The ref counts two, as Ricky quickly extends his arm clotheslining Chris who is trying to keep Ricky away from the pin. Just before the three count, Ricky jumps on top of the half dazed Brian knocking him off the pin.
-[Ray White]-
"Well that was unexpected. I don't think Ricky has shown that kinda speed in a while."
-[Jimmy Pate]-
"Of course Ray. We haven't seen Ricky potential in a while. It has been forever since he has defended that title he holds."
-[Ray White]-
"I totally forgot he even had it, haha."
The ref tries his best to clean up the bodied mess in the ring. He walks over to Pyro who is bleeding horribly in the nose from the high impacted bicep from Ricky. Brooks is holding his neck, possibly from pain of last weeks match mixed with the suplex he was just nailed by. Crash is trying to get up, but like Ricky, is exhausted and cant barely move. Eventually Ricky uses the ropes to make himself to his feet. He leans against them, staring at the bodies in the ring. He canters overt to Crash who is leaned up against the ropes with a dazed look. Ricky kneels closer to Crash trying to see if he is able to move. Crash opens his eyes and smirks. He chuckles as he stares deep into Ricky's pupils just before he reaches out of nails Ricky square in the nose. Ricky falls back a bit, as Crash quickly gets to his feet. His short frame follows Ricky who is scooting back on his butt. He reaches down and grabs Ricky by the throat lifting him in the air.
-[Jimmy Pate]-
"What the hell is going on here?"
-[Ray White]-
"Crash is turning on his partner! Holy shit."
Brooks and Chris finally get the sight of things, but sit there waiting to see what happens. Crash man handles Ricky across the ring slapping him around. Ricky finally stops and gives up giving Crash full power over him. Crash bends down, grabbing Ricky by the neck and the thigh. Crash lifts him up, forcing Ricky to lay back first spread across Crash's shoulders. He looks at Brian who is staring at the two figures in the ring. He turns and looks at Chris as well, nodding his head. Crash pulls down on the neck of Ricky, letting go of his thigh. Ricky flips in mid air falling face first tor wards the mat. He lands perfectly flat on his stomach, just as Crash had hoped for. Crash walks over to the ropes opposite of his two opponents. He climbs out of the ring, and watch as Brooks lays his hand on the limber Ricky. The ref slides down and begins to count as Crash just stands there. |
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Post by brianbrooks on Oct 30, 2008 0:23:05 GMT -4
OOC: Crash has already agreed with this and as far as i kno so has ricky so i jus wanted it ended
The refs hand slams against the mat three times and he calls for the bell ending the match. Brooks gets up and looks at Pyro then up at Crash and shakes his head.
Pate: Looks like Brooks isn't happy about that...
White: Yea I thought Crash was cooler then that.
Brooks and Pyro leave the ring Pyro looking smug while Brooks just shakes his head as they leave to the fans all booing at what Crash did.
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