Jeff Smith vs. The Rated HXC Superstar, Tripp

[-Jack Noble-]

After a commercial break, the camera cuts back to some EVPW action. The crowded bar of the place called, “The Mosh Pit” begin to get a bit eager waiting for the next superstar to make his way through the bar doors, and into the ring. Suddenly the bar tender flips on a song through the few tall bar speakers in each corner of the room. The fan or just drunks all know who is coming by the song. It is Right Now by a big metal band named KoRn. As this metal genre song is playing, the bar doors burst open, as if they had been kicked. A Superstar wearing a long trench coat comes into focus through the door. The man has long black dreadlocks, dark black boot, black Tripp pants with blue stitching, but unfortunately you can not see the shirt he is wearing due to his trench coat being buttoned up.


[glow=black,2,300]"I'm feeling mean today
Not lost, not blown away
Just irritated and quite hated
Self control breaks down
Why's everything so tame?
I Like my life insane
I'm fabricating and debating
Who I'm gonna kick around"[/glow]


~.:;Izzy Wright;:.~

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Izzy: The following match is a ladder match for a ten dollar gift card for any fine Burger King fast food restaurant. And making his way to the ring now, he stands at six feet one inch, weighing in tonight at two hundred twenty one pounds. He is The Future, The Career Ender, and The Rated HXC Superstar. Please help me and give it up for TRIPP! [/color]


Tripp picks his head up and begins to walk down the dark bar room to the ring. He nods at a couple of fans, or just a few drunks that were being friendly. As he is walking to the ring, The Rated HXC Superstar slowly un buttons his long trench coat. Once he gets to the ring, he puts both hands into it, under the bottom rope, and pushes off the ground with his two feet. This causes Tripp to slide into the ring, under the bottom rope.


[glow=black,2,300]"Right now
Can't find a way
To get across the hate
When I see you

Right now
I feel it scratch inside
I want to slash and beat you

Right now
I rip apart the things inside
That excite you

Right now
I can't control myself
I f**k**g hate you"[/glow]


~.:;Kingbear;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
We welcome you back to The Mosh Pit, and what a match we have here for ourselves tonight. The Superstar who beat his own cousin last week for the first time in his career, versus the man who THOUGHT he could beat Vlad. [/color]

~.:;Randow Hippie Dude;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
And some people call me a stupid stoner man.. [/color]

~.:;Kingbear;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Well I don’t think Jeff Smith does drugs. [/color]

~.:;Randow Hippie Dude;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Oh.. well then the dude doesn’t even have an excuse.. dude. [/color]

Kingbear rolls his eyes as Random Hippie Dude begins to laugh hysterically by saying “dude” twice in the same sentence.


Tripp slides his trench coat off both of his arms, before giving it to one of the men who helped set up the place for the show. The man reaches through the second rope to Grab Tripp’s trench coat, before walking over to a bar stool and sitting there with it for him. Tripp nods and gives the man a thumbs up. But by taking off his trench coat you can now, finally, see his shirt, and shirt enough It is his Ozzy Osbourne one. Now the shirt is even more torn up then the week before. Tripp then walks over and jumps onto the second rope of the turnbuckle. Tripp then smiles, pointing at a couple who have a sign up for him. He turns around, almost as if he was paranoid, making sure no one is going to take a cheap shot at him. The Rated HXC Superstar then turns back to the fans, lowers his head, and then shoots it back up with his arms at each side of his body. He jumps off the turnbuckle with such a graceful leap; it’s almost as if he can defy gravity. Tripp lands on both of his feet, and then sinks down into the same corner turnbuckle, waiting for his opponent to come to the ring. [/center]


TBC

[jeff]

After several seconds,the bartender begins playing Jeff's new theme,The Number of the Beast by Iron Maiden.The bar doors open and Jeff walks through,making the crowd boo loudly,which a fairly new reaction,considering Jeff is usually a liked superstar.He seems unphased by the crowd,and begins making his way towards the ring.Jeff is wearing his usual Chicago Cubs baseball hat,a pair of blue jeans,his Michael Jordan 23 sneakers,and a Chicago Cubs #34 Kerry Wood blue alternate road jersey.He takes off his hat and throws it into the small crowd,which is caught by a young fan who throws it on the ground.Jeff then takes off his Cubs jersey,to reveal he isn't wearing his usual Disturbed 10,000 fists shirt.But instead,he is wearing a shirt that reads "GHW 4 Life!" This draws a lot more boos from the crowd which thinks of Jeff as a traitor.He takes a few more steps,then stops as the chorus of The Number of the Beast plays.

Night was black was no use holding back
'Cause I just had to see was someone watching me
In the mist dark figures move and twist
was all this for real or just some kind of hell
666 the Number of the Beast
Hell and fire was spawned to be released

Izzy Wright:And his opponent,hailing from Chicago,Illinois,standing 6 feet 2 inches tall and weighing in at 236 pounds,he is the traitor of EVPW,and the man who got his ass kicked by Vladimir Strife last week,Jeff Smith!

After Izzy's biased introduction,Jeff looks at her with a look of discontent and anger.His focus is shifting however,when a fan in the front row begins to yell at Jeff.He walks over to the fan,who is wearing a Vladimir Strife shirt,takes his sign which reads "Rated HXC Fan",and tears it to pieces,which makes the surrounding fans all yell at him.Jeff then walks to the ring,and stares down his opponent,the Rated HXC Superstar,Jakob Van Tripp.He walks up the steps of the ring,enters the ring by doing a front flip,and grabs a microphone sitting on the edge of the ring.

Kingbear:Well Hippie,I have to admit,Jeff gave Vladimir a hell of a fight last week.No matter how much of a deceiving bastard Jeff may be,he sure is one hell of a competitor.

Random Hippie Dude:Yeah dude,but Jeff was tripping when he challenged Vlad,everyone knew he would get his ass beat.

Jeff tries to speak as his theme song stops playing,but the fans are too loud,so Jeff has to wait several moments before he can say what is on his mind.After the fans quiet down,Jeff raises the microphone to his mouth and begins to speak.

Jeff:Now before my match with the Bob Marley wannabe here,I have a few things to say.Most important,about last Wednesday night.Vlad beat me,and I will admit that.But just because he won one match against me,it doesn't make EVPW any better than GHW,it doesn't make Vlad a good superstar,and it sure as hell doesn't make him better than me.Some of the guys in the back are saying I am an idiot for challenging him to a Belmont Avenue Brawl.I took Vlad to the limit last week,something that is very rarely done.Not only can't 90% of the guys in the back do that,but most of them don't even have the balls to fight Vlad period.So maybe I was a little in over my head when I fought him,and even though I was defeated,there is one thing you people,the superstars,or anybody else can ever call me,and that is a coward.I would like to see one of you hicks fight anybody on the EVPW roster,let alone possibly the most experienced man in Vladimir Strife.So before you go calling me an idiot and a stupid rookie,think about something:I fought Vlad in only my second career match here in EVPW,and I almost won.I put my name on the map already.That doesn't seem very stupid to me.Becoming one of the most talked about figures in professional wrestling in only my second match.If anything,you idiots should be calling me a genius.I am a wrestling genius.And I will prove that right now.Because all you people will get to watch me beat the holy hell out of some dude with hair that drags on the ground and no talent.

Jeff then throws the microphone out of the ring and waits for the referee to signal for the bell,and the start of the match.

TBCB Tripp

[-Jack Noble-]

Before the referee is able to signal for the bell Tripp taps him on his shoulder and waves both his hands. He then leans over and says some inaudible words to the referee and smiles, the referee confusedly looks back at him but nods his head none the less. The referee walks over to the ropes and sticks his head and right arm out of the second rope. He asks the announcer for something, as these words are still inaudible due to the noise from that bar. The announcer nods and she gets off her steel chair and walks over to him, with a microphone in hand. The referee of the match yells out Tripp’s name before tossing the microphone to him. Tripp smiles back at him and gives him a thumbs up before bringing the microphone up near his lips.


~.:; The Rated HXC Superstar ll Tripp;:.~

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Whoa, whoa, whoa, Bob Marley? First off... do I look black to you? And secondly, he is a legend in the music industry; I’M a legend in sports entertainment history. [/color]

The crowded bar room cheers as Tripp is putting this newcomer back into his place. As Jeff signals the referee to ring the bell, Tripp once again shakes his hands.

~.:; The Rated HXC Superstar ll Tripp;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Uhm, sorry kiddo… but I’m not done yet. Oh, now the other thing you said… oh yeah, that my hair drags on the floor or some stupid ass shit like that, I think you need some glasses kid, ‘cause that’s the floor… this is the middle of my back. Oh, and one last thing, it’s so typical for someone like yourself to say some crazy shit about someone else, and then be afraid of what they’re gonna say back, so you try to have the referee ring the bell. Well let me tell you something kid, when you’re in the ring with me, it’s MY time, they’re MY fans. [/color]

The bar room once again lights up as Rhaps, who is busy serving up drinks, even nods his head at the Rated HXC Superstar.

~.:; The Rated HXC Superstar ll Tripp;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Okay, NOW I’m done. [/color]

Tripp smiles as Jeff’s face seems to be turning beat red from anger. The Rated HXC Superstar then tosses the microphone back at the referee, who, once again, leans through the second rope and hands the microphone back to The Mosh Pit’s beautiful announcer, Izzy Wright. The referee then stands in the middle of the ring and now asks both men if it is okay to ring the bell, both say yes, for once agreeing on something. The referee nods and throws a hand up with his index finger pointed up, he then spins it around in a circle and the bell is loudly rung. This signals the beginning of this ladder match for a ten dollar gift card for the fine fast food restaurant, Burger King.

~.:;Kingbear;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
This should be one hell of a match we have on our hands here, tonight. [/color]

~.:;Randow Hippie Dude;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
That it should be. I like me some good matches, blimey! [/color]

Random Hippie Dude bursts out laughing for sounding like someone from England. Kingbear shakes his head, but can’t help but chuckle a bit before they both go back to watching the match.

The two men begin to pace around one another in a circle that spans through out the whole ring. Cheers echo out from the crowd, either for their favorite stars, or that they are just flat out wasted. Jeff Smith seems to get sick of the pacing the two had been doing, and he charge Tripp with his right arm stuck out to his side. Tripp ducks the attempted clothesline, and quickly leaps up in the air and thrusts both of his feet into Jeff Smith’s upper back. With Jeff’s momentum, plus a big dropkick to his back, he flies over the top rope and onto the outside ring floor. Being too early in the match, however, Jeff is not so much hurt as just pissed off that he has been tossed out of the ring so very quickly. Jeff begins to get up to a knee, and then he pushes off his knee with one of his hands, putting him up to the vertical base he wanted to have right now. Unfortunately this does not last for long, before Jeff Smith knew it; he was on his ass again. Tripp had leaped onto the top turnbuckle before leaping off it, having his body spread out as far as it can go, and performed a cross body aerial maneuver on him.

~.:;Kingbear;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
What a cross body that was from Tripp! Not much is yet known of this man besides his perfect record in ICW. [/color]

~.:;Randow Hippie Dude;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
I think I was there once, in ICW... [/color]

~.:;Kingbear;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
No, you weren’t. [/color]

~.:;Randow Hippie Dude;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Oh, well... I was somewhere man, I was somewhere… [/color]

Both men are down as it seems that last move took a lot out of Tripp, and what a fast start to this match tonight. Tripp rolls over onto his stomach before pushing off the ground, and making it back to his feet, while he does this Jeff begins to move around as well. Tripp flips the ring curtain up so he can look at the few weapons supplied for them in this match. He gets a wide stupid grin on his face, and begins to fade under the ring trying to pull out the object. The crowd in the bar gasps and applauds as what Tripp has just pulled from underneath the ring turned out to be a big ladder. The Rated HXC Superstar turns around, holding the ladder up with both hands. Suddenly an echo of steel on steel echoes through out this bar. Jeff Smith had gotten up and stolen the announcer’s chair that was placed next to the ring, and smashed the ladder into Tripp’s face. Tripp falls back as the ladder follows him, and lands on top of him.

~.:;Kingbear;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Man, that looked like it hurt. [/color]

~.:;Randow Hippie Dude;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
It sure did… I mean, looked like it hurt. ‘Cause I don’t know if it did or not… [/color]

Jeff Smith now has control of this match, as he quickly walks over to Tripp, and tugs that big ladder off the man. He then picks that huge mass of steel up, and walks it over to the ring. Jeff then slides in, still with the ladder in hand, and begins to pull the ladder up and into the ring also. He sets up the ladder in the middle of the ring, right under the rickety, old, suitcase containing the prize for winning this match up. Jeff then begins to make his way up the ladder, as he can’t go to fast or else the ladder will tilt to one side and fall, causing him a great deal of pain. He makes it up the ladder step by step, slowly but surely, and finally reaches the top. He then grabs onto the briefcase just as Tripp is standing on the outside of the ring. The Rated HXC Superstar realizes he is about to lose, unless he can quick do something about it. He then bounces up, and then to the top rope, before launching himself at the ladder and spring both feet out into it. This dropkick delivered to the ladder causes it to fall, but Jeff Smith still somehow manages to hold onto the briefcase. Tripp gets a look on his face as if he were to say “how the fuck did he just do that?”

~.:;Kingbear;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
How is he still hanging on to that briefcase? [/color]

~.:;Randow Hippie Dude;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Well how should I know man? [/color]

~.:;Kingbear;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
I wasn’t really asking you… [/color]

~.:;Randow Hippie Dude;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Well, like my mom always said, don’t ask question that you don’t really ask. [/color]

The Rated HXC Superstar then is seen picking up the fallen ladder and jabbing it into the back of Jeff Smith. Jeff falls to the mat in a heap, as it is now Tripp’s turn to take advantage of a fallen opponent. Tripp, who still has the ladder in his possession, takes it over to a turnbuckle. He then places it down, and props it up against that one turnbuckle, patting it with one hand before walking back over to Jeff Smith. The Rated HXC Superstar grabs a hold of Jeff’s leg and pulls him near where the ladder is. Tripp then stomps on Jeff, before going through the second rope, and climbing up the turnbuckle from the outside. Tripp grabs a hold of the ladder before he does a back flip off the turnbuckle, still with the ladder in hand. He lands on his feet in front of Jeff’s head as the ladder smashes across Jeff’s body. The Rated HXC Superstar seems to be quite pleased with himself after that last move, for it was quite innovative.

~.:;Kingbear;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
What a way to use that ladder! That was pretty cool huh man? [/color]

~.:;Randow Hippie Dude;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Yeah dude, I reminded me of this one dream I had man, like it was all trippy and shit and whoa... [/color]

~.:;Kingbear;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Right… [/color][/center]



TBCB Jeff