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Post by bret on Jul 11, 2008 13:32:03 GMT -4
As the night moves on in The Mosh Pit, after the match between Rhaps and Alex Stall, the music gets louder and the fans get more excited, knowing whats coming up next. The house band begins playing "Bad Company" in their own more metal version, doing a cover for AC/DC. At this, Bret walks into the bar from the streets and the patrons go insane at his presence, cheering and booing at the same time, mainly only cheering because a superstar is walking in their midst. As Bret is making his way through the crowd, a drunkard pops in front of him and begins yelling insults at him, Bret grins before throwing a heavy right and knocking the man down in one hit. He then takes off his 'Bad Company' shirt and throws it into the bar before entering the wrestling area of The Mosh Pit.
Izzy: And making his way to the ring for the second match of The Mosh Pit debut is Bret Baxton, weighing in at 219lbs and standing at 6'1''. He is the mean man from The Bronx New York, and former member of Bad Company. So let's get this party started as a Triple Threat TLC Match sets off!
RHD: Dude, that Izzy chick is kinda hot...
KB: Kinda? She is hot, but let's not talk about her like that ok?
Bret runs through the crowd, pushing his way past everyone before sliding into the ring and popping up to his feet with a sadistic grin on his face. He throws his hands into the air as he walks around the ring, waiting for someone to join him so the fight can start.
KB: This is interesting, we watched Bret get beat by Jake Diamond last week, and now we're gonna see a Triple Threat TLC match involving this man and his last opponent, as well as one of EVPWs greats in Desperado.
RHD: Yeah man, the difference from last week is Bret was caged, and now... He's not...
KB: Thats so obvious, yet insightful actually.. I guess we're releasing a caged animal in this match. So just for clarity folks, this match can only be won by a pinfall or submission in the ring but Tables, Ladders and Chairs.
RHD: Oh my!
KB: How'd I know? Those are the only legal weapons in this match. I can't wait to see what happens here.
TBCB Jake or Desp
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Post by Jake Diamond on Jul 11, 2008 15:55:49 GMT -4
Jake's Contract: evpw.proboards91.com/index.cgi?board=cntracts&action=display&thread=269
As Bret is settled in the ring surrounded by the partially drunken fans, a man wearing a pair of long black wrestling tights with numerous designs on them, a simple pair of black wrestling boots, and a steel chair in hand with a diamond spray painted on it hurries up the steps of the stage not noticeably as the crew prepares for the next song. Jake, always one to take the lead, whispers to the band what to play and quickly grabs the stage mic as the band prepares to begin the song. "THE FUTURE... HAS... ARRIVED!" All of the patrons turn their attention to the stage where Jake Diamond stands holding the chair above his head as the house band begins to play a cover of "Cult of Personality" by Living Colour." Waiting patiently, Jake stares out into the tiny crowd grinning and, as the lyrics kick in, quickly jumps off the stage charismatically into the crowd landing in an open spot still holding the chair above his head. "Look in my eyes, what do you see?
The Cult of Personality..." Izzy Wright: "Introducing one of his opponents; he hails from the 'Second City,' Chicago, Illinois and weighs in tonight at two hundred and twenty two pounds! He is 'The Future,' JAKE DIAMOND!"Making his way through the crowd as calmly as ever, Jake playfully points to the chair then at Bret and receives a roar of cheers for the threat. Bret, trying to be equally as threatening from the ring, goes up to the ropes and tells Jake to come in. Not one to keep the fans waiting, Jake hops over the security barrier and gently places his steel chair right beside one of the ring steps leading to the ring. Then, letting out a loud cheer, Jake slides under the bottom rope and quickly charges at Bret who appears to be waiting for him. Unfortunately, not prepared enough as Jake goes low and takes Bret out with a running double leg take down and quickly mounts up on him and bombards him with left and right punches. Kingbear: "Looks like the match has already started! Desperado had better get into this quickly!"Random Hippie Dude: "Looks like Jake doesn't care whether it's in a cage or not, all he really cares about is if he's going to fight!"KB: "I'm personally surprised that Jake hasn't thought about a career involving mixed martial arts, I mean that's almost second nature to him... Eyes on the match, Hippie."RHD: "Man, I can't help it, I mean have you looked at Izzy? She's freaking hot, even when she's just standing there!"Izzy carefully climbs out of the ring, watching as Jake and Bret trade mounted position and punches on the mat. Aware that there is still one more opponent, the referee remains hesitant to ring the bell but decides to let Jake and Bret beat each other up for a bit. TBCB:  |
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Post by Desperado on Jul 11, 2008 18:02:12 GMT -4
'Enough is Enough and it's time for a change' Desperado's voice os heard in the bar as he appears with a mic in hand. ‘Remember the Name' by Fort Minor plays whilst Desperado joins in with the lyrics. ::{~~Desperado~~}::
"It's just ten percent luck
Twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure
Fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name." [/color] ::[~~Izzy Wright~~]::"And last but not least, ... hailing from Brooklyn, New york, ...standing 6'2", ... Weighing in at 212lbs, ... He’s the Technical Tornado … The High-Flying Hunk …The Deadly and Dangerous … Desperado."[/color][/center] Desperado drops the mic and rushes in to join in with the action right away, changing into gear within moments of his arrival. A lucky fan manages to get hold of his long gown as a souveniour. ::[~~King Bear~~]::
"Desperado's back again this week. Things have been looking a bit drab for Desperado since he has joined up with EVPW. His 'Destiny' seems to have deserted him since he left GHW. Perhaps he just ain't cut out to hang with the best of the best." [/color] ::[~~Random Hippie Dude~~]::"Well tonight he'll have to prove his worth cause he is up against two of the strongest."[/color][/center] The referee rings the bell as Desperado slides into the ring to the misery of both Bret and Jake who were enjoying a great, rage-filled rumble between themselves. Desperado joins in with a thump to Jake's back and a kick to Braxton's knee, swiping his legs and knocking him to the ground. He diverts his attention back to Jake who was just about to dish out some payback with a punch of his own. Desperado manages to dodge it in time to pounce a quick left jab to Jake Diamond's face. He jogs around the ring, side-stepping as he sets up another jab to the face, digging his knuckles into his opponent's cheek-bone. A frustrated Jake throws a random punch at Desperado who evades it with ease. Jake throws another punch which again, Desperado ducks. A third hit and hope goes to waste as Desperado ducks beneath it again and on his way up, he strikes Jake Diamond in the jaw with one of his trademark upppercuts. ::[~~King Bear~~]::
"That was the One-Hit Knock-Out I believe but I doubt it'll be enough to keep someone like Jake down for long."::[~~Random Hippie Dude~~]::
"Never you mind Jake, Desperado seems to be on a roll."::[~~King Bear~~]::
"Not for long, Braxton's back on his feet and he doesn't seem like a happy man."[/center][/color] Desperado was still arguing with the crowd, battling their boo's with his taunts when Braxton approached him and gave a tap on the shoulder. Desperado only has time to turn and receive a knock on the face, leaving the door open for Braxton to plant a simple DDT onto the canvas. Bret picks Desperado back up by the hair and drags him over to the nearest turnbuckle and splatters it against the turnbuckle a trying to make his opponent lose consciousness. He does this a second time and bells begin to ring in Desperado's head as his head strikes the turnbuckle again, with the force of Braxton's hand adding to the damage. Braxton moves in to set-up Desperado with another visit to the turnbuckle but Desperado has other plans as he manages to grab on to the ropes this time with both hands. Bret attempts to contniue with his original plan despite Desperado's determination to fight back. He ends up with Desperado's elbow striking him in the gut and bowls over onto the floor with his arms holding his stomach. TBCB ... |
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Post by Jake Diamond on Jul 11, 2008 18:10:43 GMT -4
Meanwhile, as Desperado has his hands full with Bret Baxton in the ring, Jake Diamond has rolled under the bottom ropes clutching his jaw to where his steel chair waits in its convenient place. Well aware that he maybe has a few seconds to spare Jake quickly slides into the ring behind Desperado, who’s stomping away at Bret in the corner, and makes a simple whistling noise. Desperado quickly turns around expecting to meet Jake head on only to receive a brutal chair shot to the top of his head, sending the horrifyingly loud sound of steel on bone to echo throughout the bar. Desperado falls to the mat almost limply and immediately grabs his throbbing head to try and stop the pain. Now becoming the relentless and ruthless machine he really is Jake sets his sights on Bret Baxton who, at this point, has managed to seat himself into the turnbuckles. After giving him a quick boot to the face, Jake places the steel chair between the bottom and middle turnbuckles directly in front of Bret’s face and walks almost casually to the far turnbuckles. Turning back towards Bret and pointing a finger gun directly at him, Jake lets out a simple sigh and rubs his jaw once again, more than likely still feeling the effects of Desperado’s uppercut, before charging at Bret with full speed. Jumping off of his feet, Jake tucks his knees into his chest before exploding his feet outwards with a low front dropkick directly to the middle of the dented steel chair and smashes it hard into Bret’s face. The sound of the impact is almost twice as loud as the previous chair shot and almost proves true as Bret falls down to his side lifelessly. Jake, however, seems to be legitimately injured as he quickly grabs his right knee and instinctively rolls under the bottom rope to the outside.
Kingbear: “Look at that, Jake really came back and nearly smashed Bret’s skull in with that dropkick!”
Random Hippie Dude: “But man, what happened? Jake looks like he really hurt himself after that.”
KB: “Well it should be no surprise that Jake has an extended history of damage to that right knee of his but he might’ve somehow popped it when he hit the chair…”
RHD: “Jake had better watch out, Desperado is up and he looks pissed!”
Probably angrier that Jake snuck up on him than anything, Desperado looks around the ringside area with a look of intent and notices Jake holding himself up with help from the security barrier and talking to a referee with his back facing his dangerous opponent. With his eyes growing wide at his opening, Desperado runs toward Jake and goes low with his shoulder and takes out the back of The Future’s right knee with a chop block. Flopping around like a fish out of water, Jake can do nothing in response but lay grabbing his leg painfully while the referee begs Desperado to leave the legitimately injured Jake Diamond alone. Staring down at his injured prey with a grin, Desperado looks back into the ring where Bret Baxton continues to lay and sees clearly the smashed up steel chair that lays beside him. Apparently listening to the official, Desperado rolls into the ring but rather than go for Baxton, Desperado grabs the steel chair that lies beside him and climbs back out of the ring. Desperado pushes the pleading official out of his way and viciously smashes the chair across Jake Diamond’s left side. Actually grateful he didn’t go for the knee; Jake flinches and lets out a soundless scream as the numb sensation begins to crawl through Jake’s body. Unfortunately, that was merely the first step in Desperado’s plan as he grabs Jake’s right leg with one hand and the steel chair with the other. To stop Jake from continuously squirming, Desperado presses his right foot down across Jake’s left ankle and tucks Jake’s right leg underneath his armpit leaving Jake’s injured right knee totally exposed. In his free hand that holds the nearly demolished steel chair Desperado raises it up into the air before viciously smashing it down across the exposed limb. Letting out an almost blood curdling scream, Jake squirms from Desperado’s grip and goes straight for the damaged knee as the referee goes down to make sure that the man is alright. Getting the probable reaction he wanted, Desperado throws the now utterly useless steel chair into the audience and instantly turns his attention back to the ring and Bret Baxton.
“Dude, put a fork in him cuz’ he’s done! Might as well just call it a singles TLC match between Desperado and Bret because I don’t think is going to get back up!”
“I’ve seen him go through worse and still continue but I actually think you’re right. Jake was probably done after he popped the knee but I think Desperado might’ve put him on the shelf for a bit.”
“Speaking of Desperado, looks like he’s going to put Bret away too this time with a power bomb… wait, Bret dropped from the spot between his legs and- MAN!”
“That’s one way to counter it! I bet Desperado wasn’t expected that cheap shot from Bret! That was quite a strategic low blow!”
Bret Baxton, apparently playing possum the majority of the time, gets up to his feet as Desperado drops down to both knees grabbing his package as he falls. Bret, still feeling the dizzying effects of the dropkick into the chair, suddenly grabs his head and falls backwards into the turnbuckle but holds himself up. Shaking it off, Bret grabs Desperado’s head and spikes him headfirst into the canvas with yet another DDT. With the attacks to the head proving to be effective, Bret keeps the front facelock applied as he lies on the mat with Desperado and grapevines his legs around the body and locks in a relatively effective guillotine choke. Bret flexes tightly and arches his back while pulling with his arms trying to desperately choke Desperado out. However, using the height advantage, Desperado plants his feet and pushes forward to relieve the blocking of his throat while reaching backwards to try and unhook Bret’s legs. The attempt to remove Bret’s legs proves to be futile so Desperado goes for his second strategy and tries to push himself up to his feet. The attempt actually seems to be relatively helpful as Desperado lifts Bret off the mat but loses his strength halfway up and drops again. The second attempt is more effective as Desperado gets up to his feet and before falling forward again rushes towards the nearby turnbuckle and crashes Bret back first into them. Instantly removing the leg grapevine, Bret tries to keep the choke on as well as he can but Desperado’s strength proves to be too much and is driven back first into the turnbuckles again. Now feeling the sway of momentum, Desperado kicks Bret hard in the gut and hooks Baxton’s head under his armpit and positions the arm behind his head. Grabbing onto the tights, Desperado heaves back and drops Bret Baxton with a quick snap suplex.
“A textbook snap suplex from Desperado! Being the tallest man in the match tonight, Desperado definitely has the advantage over his two counterparts.”
“Yeah, but Jake Diamond is the heaviest and it sure is obvious that he is lacking the advantage!”
“Very true, with Bret Baxton being the ‘underdog,’ not only the smallest in weight and height but also in age, it looks like he might have his hands full!”
“Oh man, Desperado’s going out of the ring again, but this time he’s looking under it! What’s he going for dude?”
Searching desperately under the ring for something, Desperado finally emerges from under the ring apron dragging one end of a wooden table. Hearing the cheers of approval from the audience Desperado can’t help but smirk; no matter how rude or arrogant he is he knows he could always get the fans support if he needed it. After sliding the table out all the way, Desperado grabs it from the side and easily slides the wooden folding table into the ring where his equally as cocky opponent has managed to get up to his feet. After sliding in the ring after the table, Desperado is met with a flurry of stomps to his head from Baxton. Lightly blocking them away, Desperado manages to force himself up to his feet in an attempt to block Bret’s offensive moves and comes back swinging blindly at Baxton. Both hoping for a lucky shot to hit each other, Desperado manages to be the one who lucks out again as he swings with a wild uppercut and connects beautifully in Bret’s jaw. With the One-hit KO landing again, this time on Bret Baxton, Desperado watches almost proudly as Bret clumsily drops down to one knee from the vicious punch. Willing to end it before putting him through a table, Desperado quickly hooks Bret up again for what looks like another suplex. Lifting him up in the air quickly and rather sloppily, Bret drops out the back of the suplex attempt and quickly turns to place Desperado in an inverted front facelock and swiftly rotates his body with vicious velocity, dropping Desperado face first across Bret’s shoulder with a rolling cutter. Rather proud of his counter, Bret Baxton rolls onto his stomach and pushes himself to his feet with a nice smile that makes him look saner than he actually is. Noticing both Desperado lying in the ring covering his head and the table lying peacefully on the side of the ring, Bret goes into action. Quickly going for the table, Bret sets it up in the absolute center of the ring with its long sides facing two opposite turnbuckles and its short sides facing another set of opposite turnbuckles.
“Yes dude! There’s nothing I like to see more than when somebody goes through a freakin’ table!”
“… What about Izzy? You said you liked looking at her an awful lot, would you rather see a guy go through a table or Izzy?”
“Dick move, man. You can’t make me choose, and why can’t I have both?”
“Because the wrestling world is a cruel, cruel place where you can either have one thing or the other…”
As the Random Hippie Dude looks at a solemn faced Kingbear rather disgruntled, the action inside of the ring continues. Bret, after carefully deciding that the table is in a great spot, turns his attentions back to where Desperado was. Scratching his head and thinking, Bret stands and wonders where Desperado could’ve went, unaware of the man that he’s looking for is right behind him. Grabbing him by the shoulder and spinning him around sharply, Desperado connects with a quick European uppercut and quickly Irish whips Bret hard into the turnbuckles. Still slightly confused, Bret reacts almost instinctively as he sidesteps out of Desperado’s way and causes him to crash his chest into the turnbuckles from a failed stinger splash. Trying to keep Desperado in the corner, Bret Baxton begins to bombard Desperado with left and right punches until one is blocked and their positions are switched as Desperado throws Bret into the turnbuckle. Desperado, probably thinking the same as Bret, begins to assault him with left and right body blows until Bret Baxton responds with a head butt to Desperado’s chest and, once again, switches their positions. Now strongly winded, Desperado fails to fight back as Bret quickly lifts him up onto the top turnbuckle, preparing for something big. Bret follows Desperado up the turnbuckle and instantly places his head under his armpit and hooks him up in preparation for a superplex. With the fans chanting supportively, Bret climbs up one more turnbuckle so both he and Desperado stand on top of the very top turnbuckle. Unfortunately for Bret Baxton, his peripherals lack severely as he doesn’t notice a limping Jake Diamond slide into the ring under the bottom rope with a single light tube in hand. Throwing the glass object, the light tube shatters against Bret Baxton’s back and nearly causes him to fall off, until Jake actually helps him keep his balance by placing him in an electric chair position. With a chain of human destruction made, Bret Baxton about to superplex Desperado and Jake Diamond about to electric chair drop Baxton, the cheers of the audience reaches an all-time high. Jake quickly steps back and nearly feels his knee give out on him and decides to finish it. Flying off the top turnbuckle, both Bret Baxton and Desperado crash down painfully with Desperado seeming to have taken the blunt of the move as he falls back first through the wooden folding table in the ring. As all three men lay in the ring, Desperado lying motionless, Baxton gripping his back, and Jake Diamond clutching his knee, the small audience cheers emphatically.
“Holy shit! The chain of human carnage in the ring is impeccable! My question is where on earth did Jake Diamond come from and how did he muster enough strength to pull that off?!”
“No way dude, how did Bret Baxton toss the taller Desperado over his head with that superplex?! That was crazy!”
TBCB: Desperado or Bret.
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