Abaddons Pit Match

[thepurest]

The camera turns from the commentary team to the titantron and it fades in from black to a video of Purest sitting on his knees with his head in his hands, Dead Memories by Slipknot starts to play. The video starts to speed up as the opening guitar riff begins.

-:Jenna:-
Apparently he has a very important announcement for us, Can't wait to hear what he has to say.

-:Harry:-
Are you freaking kidding me!? It's been the worst kept secret in pro wrestling history.

"Sitting in the dark, I can't forget.
Even now, I realize the time I'll never get
Another story of the bitter pills of fate
I can't go back again
I can't go back again
But you asked me to love you, and I did.
Traded my emotions for a contract to commit
And when I got away, I only got so far
The other me is dead
I hear his voice inside my head
And we were never alive
And we won't be born again
But I'll never survive"

Purest leans back to reveal his face and the image explodes to a waving Scotland flag. Just as quick as that appears it is gone again, replaced by footage of Purest hitting several Superkicks and Frog Splashes on unknown wrestlers in a practice ring, this is assumed to be footage of him training for his return. As the vocals begin Purest runs to the stage and raises his arms to the crowd.

-:Andrew Porter:-
Making his way to the ring, all the way from Ayr, Scotland...Currently residing in an undisclosed location...He weighed in tonight at 240lbs and stands 6ft 4in tall...He is The Purest!

The crowd cheer as his name is announced and he once again raises his arms to the fans, setting off two explosions from behind him. He is wearing his usual black shorts and black knee pads, along with his black top which is zipped almost to the top but left a little loose with his hood down. Just above his eyes in black felt tip he had "NVX" written in bold letters. He smiles before proceeding towards the ring, turning his back to the camera he lifts his top to see his still red tattoo of his favourite wrestlers name.

"You told me to love you, and I did.
Tied my soul into a knot and got me to submit
So when I got away, I only kept my scars
The other me is gone
Now I don't know where I belong
And we were never alive
And we won't be born again
But I'll never survive"

-:Jenna:-
He's looking in great shape following his re-occuring back injury and as a part of The LoCash Cowboys I think he's on root to great success.

-:Harry:-
He seems a little distracted to me, the jackass has never been able to focus on one thing. Plus he's hiding it well but hes certain to be in terrible shape after his run in with TNT earlier tonight.

-:Jenna:-
Well atleast he's not been letting that effect his match performances.

He walks down the left hand side shaking hands and embracing fans, when he reaches the bottom he turns and runs back up the ramp and does the same down the right hand side. This time when he reaches the bottom he begins to circle the ring doing the same with the fans there. Eventually he climbs up the steel steps and onto the apron closest to the announce table, he begins to go through the ropes but stops and looks to the fans behind the announce team before jumping off the apron to the floor he climbs onto the announce table and steps from there to the guard rail behind the commentators.

"Dead visions in your name
Dead fingers in my veins
Dead memories in my heart
Dead memories in my heart
Dead memories in my heart
Dead memories in my heart"

He jumps down amongst the fans and starts shaking their hands and stopping to sign the occasional autograph. He is in there for roughly thirty seconds before climbing over the railing again and past the announcers. He grabs a microphone before sliding under the bottom rope into the ring and quickly pushing himself up to his feet.

"You told me to love you, and I did.
Tied my soul into a knot and got me to submit
So when I got away, I only kept my scars
The other me is gone
Now I don't know where I belong
And we were never alive
And we won't be born again
But I'll never survive"

He stands in the middle of the ring looking around at the thousands of fans in the arena. He larks around the ring listening to some more of Slipknot. The fans get restless waiting on him but soon settle down.

-:Harry:-
Just get on with it you jackass!

"With dead memories in my heart
Dead memories in my heart
Dead memories in my heart
Dead memories in my heart"

He finally calls for the music to be cut off as he raises the microphone to his mouth, before he speaks he brushes his hand through his hair and smiles. He lowers the microphone again and the fans cheer and begin to chant, he calls on the camera man and motions him to film the crowd.

-:Fans:-
E-V-P-Dub...E-V-P-Dub...E-V-P-Dub...E-V-P-Dub...

-:The Purest:-
Good evening ladies and gentleman. I have the great pleasure in helping you kick off the biggest match of the wrestling year so far and I know many of you will be here to see me walk out the winner!...But to my loyal fans I am afraid I am not in the greatest shape following my Hell In A Cell earlier and am still not really able to see straight so as not to risk any further injury to myself I am going to sit this one out and observe my team mates from the sidelines. That's all I've got for now--Bring 'em down.

-:Fans:-
Purest...Purest...Purest...Purest...

The fans cheer and ferociously stamp their feet. Purest drops his microphone and gestures for the participants to come out.

TBC by Anyone In The Match

Edit: Just gonna sit this one out, for reference whoever starts the match just have me leave my teams side and join the announce team.

[Deleted]

Purest waits inside the massive steel structure. The lights go out as the fans eagerly await the next participant. Then over the PA System a noise is heard, like people walking around and talking. Then the noise stops as a deep male voice comes over the PA system with static heard in the background.

Fallen, broken. Simply dissolved into an incomplete thought. An empty shell, cracked, and disfigured. With no remorse, I have been blinded by the darkness. With no disdain, I have recieved my punishment. And with no haste, I await them.


Then slowly the music to Fallen Angels by Ra begins to play, as the lights come up in a deep red hue. Chris Pyro emerges from the back. He has his usual black As I Lay Dying "Winged Skull" hoodie on, black boots and semi-tight pleather wrestling pants with "Remnant" down the left leg and "Angel" down the right. His arms are in the elbow length arm bands and his hair flowing infront of his face. He stands there with an empty glare from all the emotions he's been feeling lately, as the red tear facepaint is again over under his right eye. In his hand is a plastic baseball bat, the upper part of it layered with thumbtacks and in the other is the blade he used in his last promo, this time the handle is seen with a skull decal on the bottom of the hand.

I see fallen angels
When I try to go to sleep
And they're always watching
I see fallen angels
As I'm walking in the streets
Silently preparing
For what they'll do to me

Pyro slowly makes his way to the ring. Pyro's eyes never leaving the giant cell he's going to be locked into looming infront of him. Purest is seen walking around the cage pulling on the sides, testing the strength of the metal.

Lizzie:
And his opponent. From Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds, representing All That Counts, one half of the Fallen Angels... The "Remnant Angel" Chris PYRRRO!!

Chris stops just infront of the door and looks at the giant steel structure standing infront of him. He threads the knife through the meshing of the cage, and runs his hand through his hair. He grabs the knife again and walks into the cage. He puts his weapons down and removes his hoodie, handing it to a ringside attendent. The fans by now have erupted into an "ATC" chant as Pyro looks around the arena with a bit of a grin on his face before looking back to Purest, making sure he doesn't try to get a jump before the others show up.

TBC: Anyone else in the match

[Scally]

Walk by Pantera hits the speakers as the crowd go wild. A horse head now appears onstage and eventually AJ Scally appears, riding the horse, as the fans and announcer is use to it there is no laughter, just cheering.

Andrew: And weighing in tonight at 245 pounds from Newcastle, Australia, representing the Lo cash Cowboys The Flying Phenomenon, AJ Scallyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

Harry: AJ Scally, in his first ever EVPW main event, and this one will be chaotic.

Jenna: Well it will definitely be chaotic, but Scally has no chance against the likes of Strife and Olivera.

Harry: You might be right there Jenna, however Scally may be able to cause an upset

Scally still riding the horse makes his way to the ring and whispers something to the horse, which then drops down and Scally hops off. He gives it a little pat before entering the cage, and taking Porter’s mic.

Scally: Look the odds are against not only me, but alot of people as everybody expects Vlad or Matt to win, but who cares, I will put on one hell of a show for you all and if I somehow win, then this will be my greatest victory ever.

Crowd cheer as Scally gives Porter back his microphone
TBC

[thunder]

The entire arena are waiting for the match to start and in the ring Scally and Puest are talking to eachother , while Chis keeps his distance from the two men. The camera moves around the arena , showing fans with signs on which are written messages for the LoCash Cowboys. The lights in the arena switch off and the entire arena is taken by surprise by this sudden event. The camera shifts from the fans to the entrance ramp and in the PA system is played " Dagga - Cum am Crescut ".

Hai sa o luam de la inceput
Ti-aduci aminte cum am crescut pe strada noastra
Cand mama ne striga de la fereastra
Noi ne stricam de ras, furam sifoane din plasa
De la vreo baba grasa
Apoi am mai crescut numai treceam pe acasa
Colegi de clasa ne-au fost doi barmani dintr-o terasa
Cand cineva ne mai zicea k viata-i grea
Noi ii spuneam ne doare-n p*** nu ne pasa

At the entrance ramp appears Alex Thunder , who is weaing Black&Red Sneakers , Three Quarter Jeans , A Black T-Shirt and Red&Black Gloves. On the black titantron moments are shown from Alex career in the indy circuit. Alex makes a few steps towards the ramp and stops at the top of it and moves his head from left to right , looking at the fans who are cheering for him.

De la inceput iti amintesc cum am crescut
Cum ne-am batut prima data pe prima fata
Mai sti ce fata am facut cand am vazut
Ca altul o f***a de mult

Alex smiles and starts to run down the ramp towards the ring. Before reaching the ring , he lowers his upper part of the body and places it on the apron. He then pushes the rest of his body in the ring , under the bottom rope.

Pe strada am crescut, pe strada mi-a placut
Ca sa nu uit, din cand in cand ma sui pe bloc
Imi fac un cui si-i dau foc
Scrumez la ala de la 9 in casa
Privesc luminile cum se aprind pe strada noastra

Jenna: Here comes anothe rmember of the LoCash Cowboys.

H.Harry: This time is Alex Thunder. We already have 4 members let's see who will come next.

Alex puts his hands on the mat and pushes himself on his knnes. He then gets on his feet and straightens his legs , pushing himself up. He turns towards the crowd and lifts his arms at his shoulder level, before bringing the bottom two fingers of each hand , imitating a gun.

Am alergat odata cu timpul
Si mi'a fost dat sa aleg cununa de lauri
Si as fi smuls'o cu jind sperand sa'i tac ritmul
Dar m'am lasat incurcat de o mana de valuri

He places his arms on the top rope and jumps of the turnbuckle. He tunr s around and goes towards Scally. Scally extends his right arm out and Alex with a smile on his face , grabs Scally's hand and shakes it. He then goes towards Purest but instead of shaking his hand also , Alex smile dissapears and is replacesd by a cold and angry look. Purest looks stunned at alex as he goes away from the two men and goes towards a coner where he waits for the next wrestler.[/center][/i][/color]

TBC by Anyone

[Vladimir Strife]

Homeless Harry: What a ma... Hi Jimmy.... Hi Ray...
JP: GOD DAMN IT! How many times do we have to tell you fuckers to stop stealing our seats when we go to the bathroom!?
Harry and Jenna hang their head sullenly and get up, dragging their feet as they leave and return the desk to the night's commentators.

A new sound comes across the P.A. tonight, the tune of 'Cassie Eats Cockroaches' by Acid Bath (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1EORBphJxgQ) , the arena patrons looking to the titantron for the next participant, wondering if it could be one of the mystery opponents for tonight's main event. The dirty, gritty tones of the guitar blare loudly, the contestant yet to appear. Behind the riff, the sounds of a British man can be heard, delivering a small speech.

"She came towards me, and with the light like it was, the like light of heavenly grace, and the first thing that flashed into me gulliver was that I'd like to have her right down there on the floor with the old in-out - real savage."

A single white light scans the arena, pacing around like a searchlight to the music. They focus on the entrance way, a silhouette visible behind a curtain that has been draped over the opening below the titantron. The shadowed form is that of a man standing tall, arms held down at his side, a long protrusion sticking out from one of them.

"I feel the wetness of her tongue that slides across my skin The viruses crawl over me and feel for some way in"

The vocals become heavier, turning into a shrill yell. As they do, the curtain over the entryway is unhinged, dropping to the ramp in a heap.

"Cassie loves to swallow, this bleeding will not stop I left cassie hollow, cut you with my cock"

Standing between the steel beams, the man they've been wondering about is none other than the 49-0 Undefeated Behemoth, sporting a new entrance theme. This song is not the only thing changed about the Hardcore King, however, his attire having undergone a remodeling as well. His boots are a dull black, his little secret within as his opponents would soon learn that the boots he's donned are steel toed, perfect for inflicting even more pain than ever before. Another new piece to his wardrobe is a black trench coat (http://violentdelights.co.uk/item_images/straight1.jpg), buttoned up the front, it's mandarin style collar and flared bottom giving it an almost eloquent and yet intimidating look.

Vladimir's fingerless gloves are no longer the symbolic purple and green, the colors of Solid Core Wrestling fame. Instead, they too have taken on the monochromatic scheme, charcoal in color. In the grasp of one of the hands is an eighteen inch long rounded piece of wood, a simple club. Nothing fancy about it, nothing complex, nothing pretty, just a simple and effective blunt stick.

The King's lower face is almost entirely covered in thick stubble, his eyes full of hatred and framed by the dark sags of flesh beneath them, restless in the days leading to the event. His hair is unkempt and unruly, scattered about with no care at all. As he makes his way down the ramp, the opponents inside the cage begin to poise for combat, each understanding that Vladimir Strife is the last man they want to give any advantage to.

JP: From the looks of it, this is a whole new Vlad we are seeing. I've never seen him so intimidating, so dark, so..
Ray: Sexy? Holy Jesus, look at him! I think I'm in love, Jimmy!
JP: Wha- Would you shut the hell up!?

Strife takes his time down the ramp, the fans booing him loudly after what he had done to KingBear last Wednesday. Many begin to chant the big man's name, Vlad getting a small grin across his face at the absurdity. As the shouts for KingBear get louder, Vladimir stands at the opening of the cage, looking around the structure and taking it all in.

"And introducing the next contestant in this match... Hailing from Sighisoara, Romania.. He stands at 6" tall and weighs in at 269 lbs. He is the Undefeated Behemoth with a record of 49 wins... 0 loses. Ladies and Gentlemen... The Hardcore King.... VLADIMIR STRIIIIIFE!"

Vlad unbuttons his jacket, making his way up it button by button. He sets the club down, letting it rest against the cage a moment. As he starts to take the jacket off, it reveals his shirt... a black longsleeve with a red circle in the middle of it, a large 'K' in the middle of it, it's edges jutting through the sides. The Czar of Scars throws the jacket to a ring attendant, bending over slowly to grab the club. He looks it over as he picks it back up, a tight grip about 6 inches up the shaft.

Vlad darts into the cage without warning, pulling the club back as he rushes towards Chris Pyro. He swings hard, catching the Canadian in the lower ribcage and causing him to scream out in pain as he doubles over. Strife lifts the weapon overhead, taking no time to line up before he brings it crashing back down across the spine of the Angel, sending him sprawling across the concrete. The Impaler turns on his heels as Alex Thunder closes in on him. He swings the instrument with him, lifting it to collide with the side of the LoCash Cowboy's face. Thunder comes dropping to the floor as well, clutching his jaw for relief. The King leans down into his face, pressing the side of the club against his throat, the SNK star gasping for air and trying to fight the tyrant off. The attempt is received with laughter, but not for long.

Chris Pyro is back to his feet and the Fallen Angel now steps up behind the man who took him down. He grabs handfuls of Vladimir's hair, pulling him to the side of the cage and throwing him into it, slamming his face across the mesh and momentarily saving Alex. As Vlad slides down against it, Pyro begins to stomp away at him, Thunder makes his way back up to his feet and follows his lead. The men assault the odds-on favorite, beating him senseless with kicks and stomps and keeping him grounded.

JP: And the action has begun without the bell even ringing! We still have more stars to arrive, but these guys are refusing to wait!

((Okay, few things. 1st of all... There is NO ring! It is a hell in the cell structure with ring rope and post ON TOP of the cage. There is no ring inside the structure, just a concrete floor. Secondly, there's no reason to wait for everyone and their mum. Lord only knows how long it will take everyone to post an entrance, so I'm going to go ahead and beat the hell out of people. Anyone that wants to wait for all the entrances, be my guest, but there's no reason and it's definitely not required. Oh, and Harry and Jenna are NOT the commentators for the PPV. We list these things at the bottom of the PPV cards, please start reading them.))

TBCB Anyone in the match

[Krylon]

Just as the match starts, the crowd anxiously awaits the rest of the superstars. The sound of lightning is heard at first as the full-house arena starts cheering "We want Krylon" as the moment of silence and wait for the superstars to enter continues. The sound of lightning vibrates all over the arena indicating that the demon of death Krylon is about to enter. The arena chills as the sound of some wolves barking is heard all over the arena through the P.A SYSTEM and sparkling eyes are shown on the butcher-tron.

Ray White
The demon of death himself, He demolished superstars at WNG last week. But the match has kicked off, and Krylon is going to enter.

Jimmy Pete
But can he withstand so many main eventers around him? This would be Krylon’s real test.
Ray White
Does he have it in his tank to withstand the charge of these other superstars? Let’s find out.

The lights go off, as lightning strikes once again this time, as the “gong bell” is heard thrice all over the arena. The crowd pop up with cheers as Fog and Smoke starts to surround the arena. The scary sound of lightning is heard all over the arena, as a sound of deep breeze is witnessed in the arena. Suddenly, someone’s voice echoes in the arena.

Krylon
Abbadon’s pit just got dragged into the pit of darkness. The end is near, the end is certainly near.

The sound of lightning is heard once again following Krylon’s words.

A promo is shown on the butcher tron with a grave being dug by someone in the middle of a busy road. Weird sounds are heard, when some wolves are shown running towards the grave with blood tripping from their mouth, a fearful entrance video is frightening everyone as the screen is maximized onto the blood hungry mouth of the wolves, and sharp vampire like teeth of the wolves. Soon a huge crash is heard. The grave is finally revealed with only the letters "A" and "PIT" clear enough for everyone to identify that the letters refer to “Abbadon’s Pit”. The weird entrance video continues to interest and attract the fans. Fog and Smoke begin to cover the arena once again! The crowd in the arena witnesses a dark red light shining through the air as a dark castle is seen on the butcher tron. The castle shows a lonely bat sitting in a dark corner sucking the blood of a beautiful girl. The bat transforms into a demon revealing to be the man in the black himself, The black Devil, The big black man from the valley of death, Krylon Lere Deviler!, The crowd give a huge pop as Krylon’s fearful face is shown on the screen with those sparkling eyes and that full of blood mouth. The "gong-bell" is heard as the crowd erupts to their fullest. Fade to black hits in the arena as the a few fans are seen head-banging already with the popular music from Metallica as Krylon’s shadow is slowly seen coming out towards the ring.

Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day

Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else

I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give

There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free

Krylon slowly makes his way towards the cell like structure wearing a huge black coat and a batman like mask with little blood tripping from his mouth carrying a hatchet as his weapon.

Lizzie Morna
Ladies and Gentlemen, from the palace of Darkness, Weighing in a 280 POUNDDSSS, He is 6 ft 10, He represents the Death Squad, KRYLON LERE DEVILER!

Ray White
Well, he’s looking at the structure closely and observing it.

Jimmy Pete
But Let’s see what impact he can cause tonight.

Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me

Deathly lost, this can't be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel

Emptiness is filing me
To the point of agony

Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now He's gone


No one but me can save myself, but it's too late
Now I can't think, think why I should even try

Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death Greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye

Krylon continues to slowly walk towards the ring but Jalal Ansari is missing by his side on this occasion. Krylon takes a step forward and enters the structure slowly walking to the center of the structure surrounded by the other superstars as the lights finally get the shine again and the crowd looks at the Demon of the death’s face more clearly. Superstars closely observe the Demon of death standing right in the center of the concrete floor looking above to the windows and observing them with little fear and sheer confidence in the eyes. Krylon raises his hatchet in the air and looks at the crowd, and swings it high smashing right onto Purest’s head out of nowhere, Krylon slowly takes off his mask revealing his eyes to be rolled at the back of his head as the crowd once again give a good pop to the intensity shown by the Black Devil, Krylon then quickly opens up his cape/coat to reveal “TWF” and “Death Squad” written at both sides of the cape and throws it on the ground.. The demon of death, after getting his eyes back to normal, and rushes into action early working on Purest by smashing him with the lefts and rights of his clinched knuckle fists as Strife and the other superstar work it on the other side. Krylon picks up his desired weapon in the form of a hatchet, charges at Thunder and slowly like a sledge hammer smashes on Thunder’s face with his hand right on the edge of the hatchet. Vlad turns around and finds Krylon toe to toe with him with a hatchet ready to swing.

Ray White
Well, Krylon is into the action immediately, and JP, it’s not the hatchet which swings is dangerous, it’s the fucking man who swings it makes it dangerous. We are in for a slobber knocker.
TBC.

[The Flying Assassin]

Jimmy Pate:The action has been intense Ray and you know the thing I am wondering is who is taking the place of Nicholas Carson. I overheard that he stepped out but found a great replacement one that would shock the fans in attendance.

Ray White:I don't know Jimmy, I mean Nicholas has done some crazy shit in the past but who would he know that would be sick enough to partake in such a match as this? I mean there isn't anyone I could think of that he would know.

Vlad and Krylon stand toe to toe neither man backing down from the other. Vlad turns his head to spit and just laughs as he goats Krylon to make the first move on him as the other superstars are either trying to recover from being assaulted or are to busy fighting it out to pay attention to what is going on. Vlad and Krylon continue the stair down when. The lights begin to dim in the arena as suddenly a bell is heard ringing throughout the arena, the music for a funeral begins to play over the loud speakers causing everyone in the ring to stop and pause as they look up to the entranceway as all the fans turn there attention there as well. Krylon and Vlad continue the stare down unaware of everyone else stopping to see who the next opponent is going to be.

Jimmy:Um what is going on here I have no idea who or what is coming out next but it can not be good if it has a funeral procession to it. That could be ominous tone for the people who are participating in this the abaddon's pit match tonight.

Ray:I'm scared Jimmy. Hold me! I don't like sounds like this...Um Jimmy can you hold me??? Pl...ple...please?

Bolts of lighting show on the Butchertron. When they hit the ground it tosses up chunks of dirt and grass. A harmonic symphonic tune begins to lightly play throughout the arena as the bolts of lighting continue to show on the butchertron picking up there pace and hitting harder and faster. The harmonic symphonic tone begins to get louder as the crowd is hushed waiting for whoever it is to come out. The Harmonic Symphonic tune stops as Hawkeye in a long black gothic trench coat and shoulder length blue highlighted hair steps out onto the stage pulling behind him an Iron Maiden sending the crowd erupting into cheers.

Jimmy:Holy Shit! Do you see who I see Ray?! Look! Look! Look! Oh my god! Look who is in this match! Nicholas Carson pulled a big ace out of his sleeve! How uh who? I didn't think Nicholas new anyone like this. I wonder what Matt O and Vlad will do when they see him. Vlad and Krylon both seemed to have stopped and are looking up at the entranceway as well.

Ray:Oh my God! Pinch me Jimmy! Pinch me and tell me I am not dreaming! I mean is it really Hawkeye! I mean how? When? Why was I not informed of this? I mean Nicholas has pulled out a solid ace in the hole for this match. And the stakes have picked up even more! Wow I think I am dreaming Jimmy. Pinch me please Jimmy Pinch me.

Vlad looks up at the stage and a smile comes across his face as he see's the man begin to make his way down to the ring with the new contraption in hand. Krylon turns back and attempts to get the advantage on him but Vlad being prepared blocks the blow and brings up his steel toe boot into the gut of Krylon doubling the man over and causing him to drop the hatchet in the process. Vladimir without wasting any motion wraps his arm around the neck of Krylon and falls to the ground planting him with DDT. The other wrestlers still continue to stare as they watch Hawkeye come down to the ring. The fans in attendance have broken out into a Hawkeye chant that you can not help but notice.

Hawkeye stops and acknowledges the crowd as The Purest catches Pyro off guard sending him down to the ground hard with a closeline. Thunder and Scally are still semi enthralled by the response from the crowd as Hawkeye starts to make his way down to the cage. ThePurest takes advantage of both Scally and Thunder and runs at them grabbing both of the back of there heads with his hands and then drops to a sitting position planting both of them onto the hard concrete with double bulldogs. Vladimir face continues to show a smile on it as he watches his friend make his way down to the ring. The Purest looks around and finds that only him and Vladimir are standing in the ring and he notices that Vlad seems to have his eyes locked on the man coming down with the Iron Maiden in tow. The Purest seeing this as his one chance to get the king charges in at Vlad who still seems unaware of The Purest coming at him.

Hawkeye points at Vlad and makes the down motion with his finger. Vlad out of instinct ducks down to look at at the mat as The Purest overshoots with a back closeline. By the time The Purest turns around he feels a pair of big arms wrap around his waist and lift him up into the air as Vladimir falls to the ground releasing the grasp sending The Purest crashing to the concrete floor onto his back. Vladimir stands up as Hawkeye has made it to the doorway of the cage and pushes the Iron Maiden inside, before stepping himself inside the structure. Hawkeye quickly removes his attire and turns to face Vlad a smile plays on his face as he walks upto Vlad who walks up to Hawkeye and the two old friends lock eyes with each other.

(OOC:You wanted to know Nicholas Suprise well folks you got it. At the moment I am very under the weather so not one of my best posts but meh it should do.)

TBC

[phenomena]

Hawkeye and Vladimir Tepes Strife still have their eyes locked on each other,Neither of them wanting to blink and miss it or look away as the two old friends are maybe an inch or two from the other competitor.They are about to hurl themselves at each other when suddenly another song hits on the PA system,As they both sigh deeply along with the other fighting competitors,As along with his music on the PA system,Out comes Phenomena with a expression like thunder plastered on his face.He doesn't come out all cheery and happy like he normally does,But he is full of anger,And all of it will be pointed towards his competitors tonight,Especially the LoCash Cowboys who are in the match also.He slowly walks down while the fans let out large cheers for him in the process.He takes a quick glance at them before he turns his attention back to the ring and slowly walks down with his face completely full with anger,Almost like he wants to blow right now,Like he is aiming a gun towards The Purest,Alex Thunder and AJ Scally,Aiming to shoot once he steps inside the chaotic structure...

Andrew Porter:Aaaaand,Introducing next,Standing at 6 foot 4 inches tall,Weighing in at 235 lbs and coming in from San Antonio,Texas!He is The Epitome Of Extreme,The High Flying Hero,PHENOMENAAAAA!

As soon as the Phenomenon's name is introduced,He charges down the ramp while still walking,Speed walking they call it.His face is completely boiling with anger in the process as it turns into an even more distinguishable colour of red.His boots clunk off of the steel entrance ramp as the fans are still letting out their cheers for him...

Jimmy Pate:And Phenomena has a lot of anger to dish out tonight,Especially as he was thrown out of the Locash Cowboys by The Purest with the other members of the LCC and can you just see the hostility in his eyes?He is ready to blow Ray,And lemme tell you,It's not going to be pretty when he does!

Ray White:Duh!I almost love him as much as Vlad himself!Like the classic catchphrase goes, 'You look hot when you're angry, Baby!'

Phenomena tries to resist the urge to just freak out,But this time,Temptations have been fallen into as Phenomena immediately breaks out in a sprint towards the steel structure with no ring,Just 100% pure concrete,Not making a exactly nice fall for the main eventer's of EVPW.Phenomena really is running fast as the match officials don't waste any time opening the unlocked Abbadon's Pit doors for him,As he storms through them while gripping one of the steel squares in the process and slamming the gate closed,Meaning no escape now for the LoCash Cowboys.The Purest sees his fellow stablemates behind him,Both Alex Thunder and AJ Scally,But he turns around to them and says that this is his hostility he has to dish out.The two members of the LCC back away while shrugging their shoulders,Knowing that one massive explosion of emotions is going to break out.The two advance towards each other very slowly before suddenly Phenomena breaks the fist-a-cuffs silence with a hard right hook with a closed fist to the side of the head of Old Papa Pure,Sending his head to the ring of his body,Also sending him into the inside of the Abbadon's Pit structure...

Jimmy Pate:Ouch!That was one nasty right hook and it sent Purest's head into the inside of the steel structure!I hope that he's okay after that one!He would make Mohammed Ali proud!

Purest's head rebounds off of the massive structure in painful fashion as his body immediately squats back following the straight impact to the head.Phenomena certaintly isn't done with it yet as he follows it up with a both hand clutch on The Pure One's back as he then pushes Purest forward,Ramming his head into the barbaric cage,Which is sure to have permanent bloodstains on by the end of tonight.The camera's then flick from Phenomena and Purest's fight scene to Alex Thunder and AJ Scally standing behind them.They both dart their eyes at each other for a split second before deciding that this match,Tonight is going to be all or nothing,So they begin to go their seperate paths and break out into a just pure fist brawl,Hurling their closed fists at each other's faces with their all,Before both of their head shoot backwards near enough at the same time as Alex falls into the cage while Scally lands,On his spine,On the bare concrete but not with a very hard impact.Scally immediately kicks himself up after the relatively soft fall and Alex uses his palms to push himself off the steel structure.Scally is still on his butt while Alex is flying towards him before he sends a massive right boot into Scally's face,Knocking his head back in a jolting way before he immediately darts past him with unmatched speed and reaching out his forearm and hitting the unexpecting Chris Pyro with an open arm clothesline with a lot of power,Slamming his neck back against the concrete in neck break fashion...

Jimmy Pate:Woah!Alex Thunder put all he had behind that one!He made sure that clothesline was a clothesline to remember as Pyro's body was pushes onto his upper body section after a speedy strike!

Alex thunder immediately looks up from the floor to a tall,Muscular stature with his palms supporting him and his weight,Only to find the Undisputed King of Hardcore,Vladimir Strife is standing right in front of him.Vladimir tuts and swings his head like Alex Thunder is nothing more than a vermin before he uses his right foot to swipe Alex's hands from underneath him,While all of his weight falls down with a crunch on the bare concrete floor.The one who perfected Hardcore looks down upon his prey with a smile before he jolts his body down to clutch a large chunk of Alex's hair before he hauls him up to his feet with his head still underneath his armpit before slamming himself and Da Shock Prophet down with Thunder falling face first with VTS hitting a nice,First time DDT on the bare concrete,Sure to dissapoint Thunder's night...

Ray White:That's the way it's done,The VTS way!He just used a full impact DDT to slam Da Shock Prophet's head face first to the concrete floor and putting him in a tincy wincy little state of pain!

Jimmy Pate:Tincy Wincy?TINCY WINCY?He just slammed Alex Thunder's bare face into bare concrete with all of his weight pushing down on him in DDT fashion!When bare face meets bare concrete,Bare concrete wins the turtle race by a mile!And you only think he's in a tincy wincy bit of pain?YOU FUCKING IDIOT!

TBC

[Vladimir Strife]

Feb 23, 2009 16:47:33 GMT -4 The Flying Assassin said:

Larry Pate

[/u]:The action has been intense Ray and you know the thing I am wondering is who is taking the place of Nicholas Carson. I overheard that he stepped out but found a great replacement one that would shock the fans in attendance.[/quote]

((Hawkeye is eliminated via FAIL! GTFO! ....Okay, okay, not eliminated, but seriously, Hawk... I thought you finely had this down.))

[The Flying Assassin]

lol harshness bra, harshness bra can't a sick man get a brake LOL...mistake fixed

[KingBear]

Vlad moves slowly, the concrete taking a minor toll on his body for the time being, he reaches down, grabbing Alex Thunder by the hair and pulling him up to a kneeling position. He then begins to lay fists into the head of Alex Thunder, continuing to beat on the head of the newer star. As he's doing this, "Who are you?" by The Who suddenly bursts to life on the PA and the titantron does the same playing clips of KingBear doing various moves and receiving immense amounts of damage and still coming to a standing position. The war inside the cage dies down at the sound of "Who are you?" by The Who, everyone surprised by who they know is coming to the ring.

JP: This must be the second mystery opponent! It's KingBear himself! I think he wants a little revenge on his old friend, AND WHO CAN BLAME HIM?!

Ray: MAN! Not another one of these situations, two of my favorite stars in EVPW in the same ring, AGAINST EACH OTHER!

KingBear slowly emerges from the back area, a bandage wrapped around his head and his old faithful dented, bloodied, aluminum baseball bat. He begins a quickened treck down to the ring, determined on getting in that match and doing the most damage that he can to Vladimir Strife. Halfway down the ramp, KingBear pauses and reaches up, wrapping his fingers from his free hand around the bandage and quickly tearing it up and off his head. A cut can be seen on his head, the wound looks like it used to be very bad and wide open, but due to some stitching, the wound is closed.

JP: This isnt good, everyone who's anyone knows KingBear has only one weakness typically. But now he's added a second one to the list, his head? Not good for the big man.

Ray: I dont think he cares Jimmy... I think he just wants some of Vlad, like I do... Well...

JP: Yeah.. Not EXACTLY like you do, but I guess I see your sick and demented point.

Ray: Really?! I thought I was wearing tighter underwear tonight!

JP: GOD RAY!

Ray: That's what he said!

KingBear quickly moves to the cage and to the entrance, the ref unlocks the door and lets him in. As he's moving to enter, Vlad quickly slides away from Thunder and to his club, he then moves twice as fast to intercept KingBear on his way in. His mind set on destroying his former mentor. KingBear sees this and his fiery eyes lock on Vlad as he swings his bat as hard as he can over his head and down towards Vlad, Vlad thinks on his toes and shoots his club up to defend himself. He then angles his club downward, forcing KingBear's bat to slide off, and allowing him to throw a downward angled counter attack at the big man. KingBear reacts quickly, forcing his bat to the side to deflect the attack before he throws a heavy fist to the head of Vlad sending him stumbling back away from himself so he can enter the structure. As he does this, the ref locks the door and Vlad comes back on another offensive, leaping into the air and slamming his forearms into the chest of KingBear, sending him stumbling back. KingBear is quick to retaliate, bringing his bat at Vlads head, but Vlad ducks the swing and jabs his club into the ribs of KingBear who lets out a groan and a wince of pain.

JP: I dont know what to think?! It's like two major forces just collided in the ring and caused everyone else to just stop and watch... I think they're in the same boat as me, none of them know whether they should quickly get out of the ring and allow these two beheamoths to fight it out or stay in and just try to stay out of their way.

Ray: Big Sexy is out for blood, I heard rumors that Nicholas Carson may be involved with KingBear on some professional level.

The two titans of the industry continue their assault on each other, KingBear swinging hard for Vlad and Vlad ducking or blocking as many as he can, while Vlad returns the favor as often as he has room to do so. After this continues on for what seems like forever, Chris Pyro shakes himself out of his daze and quickly moves in to help his old team mate and Stable leader, he throws a hard forearm into the back of Vlad sending him stumbling into the cage. KingBear moves to continue his assault on Vlad but Hawkeye shakes out of his daze next and quickly moves over and steps in front of KB. "What, no hey Hawk?" KingBear shakes his head slowly and looks down to Hawkeye and laughs before shaking his hand.

"Hey Hawk." The two shake hands and leave Pyro and Vlad to handle their business as KingBear and Hawkeye move into the rest of the members of the match, throwing their massive and miniscule weight around.

TBCB anyone in the match

[phenomena]

Phenomena is still staring at Purest,Who is now trying to get up after that malicious right hook to the side of the head forcing Old Papa Pure's cranium to smash against the unforgiving steel structure that is the cage of rage for tonight.Purest then slowly lifts the upper body section of himself to a slightly slanged base as he takes control of his palms again and pushes them against the pure concrete that is the only mat for the EVPW superstars tonight.He then begins gathering up his power while Phenomena is gathering up his power also,Ready to hit Purest as a little revenge attack for when he was kicked out of the LoCash Cowboys.Purest then finally finds a good chance to get to a vertical base via his feet and hands as he places the soles of his feet off of the concrete as he keeps his hands in the same position before he lets out al of his reached in strength and pushes himself up to his feet.He then slowly comes to his senses and swiftly turns his head around to see where Phenomena is.He sees Phenomena stalking him and has lots of time to react when Phenomena charges into him hoping for a shoulder barge or something.Purest then uses speed and skill to dive sideways and roll across the concrete so Phenomena throws himself into the bare steel as it makes a sudden impact and a thud as Phenomena barricades into the cold,Hard steel at the speed of a freight train in neck-break fashion as he crashes on his neck in the steel.Purest lets out a great big smile as he sees Phenomena on his back on the concrete before he storms over with just two massive strides towards The Phenomenal One and then uses his hard boots to reign pain upon Phenomena's head with some hard right boots to the head.Phenomena flinches with each one before he clutches his face full on to try and fend off the solid right feet to the head...

Jimmy Pate:Look at the pure,Uncensored impact that Purest is putting behind those right boots to the head!Phenomena is really feeling those,You can just see it inhis eyes,He is really in pain!

Ray White:Naahhhhhh,Super genius!Of course he's not!Look at him,He's getting annihilated out there by The Purest!He is getting totally squished!Mushed!Merced!Smooshed!Whatever you wat to call it,He is in treble the lot of pain he was in before!

Purest carries on with the right boots for a few more seconds before he stops,Getting bored with the same old move.He then smiles an evil smile,Having evil intentions in his head as he then suddenly droops down on top of Phenomena with his legs on Phenomena's shoulders and holds him down with his fists clenched and held above his head,Obviously aiming to hit the Ground & Pound.But before Purest can hit the feared punches straight to Phenomena's face,The Epitome Of Extreme sends his own right fist into Old Papa Pure's nose,Sending him off of Phenomena's shoulders as he then leaps forward on top of Purest and lands multiples of quick punches to the chest with Purest feeling every one of them...

Jimmy Pate:And the tides have turned!Phenomenaused one moment to take control of Purest and give him a taste of his own medicine with a lil' Ground & Pound of his own!What skill that takes to reverse a ground and pound!

Ray White:You just push them off!But you're right,It does take a lot of skill to be Phenomenal,That's all I'm going to say!

Purest quickly decides he's had enough of the punches and uses his feet to lean back and punt Phenomena in the back of the head as The Phen0menal 0ne instantly falls onto Purest with his left shoulder resting on Purest's right shoulder....

TBC

[thepurest]

Dude I don't appreciate you beating on me so much. I'd understand if I was in the match you might want your revenge but I'm at the announce table and you're locked inside the steel. Both your posts are riddles with flaws--I have no problem with you maybe getting a little rvenge once we meet outwith the ring and beating on me then, but a whole post of you beeating on me when im not even in the match is too far.. Plus I saw a couple of other people using me, I edited my post days ago so its not like I just made this change, i was out of the match before any of these posts were made. Just for future reference, I am locked outside the cage "observing" my team mates in action.

[Vladimir Strife]

As the officials pull Phenomena off of The Purest and escort him back out of the ring, the cage is almost completely settled, little action going on as Vladimir pushes Chris Pyro away. As he looks around the cage, he takes in all of the competitors, their eyes focused on him. Phenomena, Chris Pyro, Kingbear, Alex Thunder, Krylon, AJ Scally and Hawkeye. Of 8 men encased in the steel, Strife was the solitary heel in the group, the rest faces and tweeners. The crowd spreads out, 14 hungry eyes focused on the man they felt they needed to worry most about. With 49 victories and not yet a single loss, Tepes had a target on him the size of Texas. He crouches down, his fists held out in front of him, his club laying on the ground close to AJ Scally's feet.

JP: And things are looking bad for the odds-on favorite in tonight's match. These other stars are eying him like a donut in Ethiopia and I don't care HOW good you are, no one simply takes out 8 wrestlers by themselves!
Ray: No fair! Where is that slacker Oliveira!?! We need KULT! Someone come quick, Vlad needs help!!
JP: Uhm... Ray... the last time Vlad and Matt saw each other in a match, they were trying to literally kill one another.. What makes you think the Genius would be at Vlad's side, not waiting in line between Kingbear and Krylon?
Ray: Because I believe in him!

Jimmy shakes his head at the comment. Inside the cage, the stars begin to move slowly towards the Undefeated Behemoth. Vlad leaps at the crowd, reaching Alex Thunder first, his fist cocked back before unleashing it into the gullet of the newcomer, sending him falling back into the crowd with a signature 'Lights Out!'. Tepes pulls the arm back swiftly and expertly, guiding the point of his elbow into the temple of Krylon and knocking him into the cage. The rest of the men pounce in, Phenomena grabbing him first, positioned on Vlad's back as he locks in a sleeperhold. Strife rears back, pushing with full weight as he sandwiches the lightweight against the steel.

Scally steps up to bat, ducking low and drilling his shoulder into the stomach of Vladimir, knocking the wind from his body and causing the tyrant to start coughing violently. Hawkeye is airborne over the back fo AJ, wrecklessly throwing himself and caution into the wind and slamming into the King chest to chest with a flying body block. The men are quickly out of his way though as the villain steps away from the cage, shaking off the cobwebs. His mentor is waiting and lifts his leg high into the air, the sole of his boot meeting the face of his protege' and finally taking him off of his feet. The audience erupts into applause at the joint effort, loving the site of an abused and beaten Vladimir Strife.

JP: And these men have just ruthlessly beaten the hell out of Vladimir Strife!! Honestly though, with Vlad's undefeated streak and the way he's been lately, who can blame them!?
Ray: I can! That's my Vladdy poo and it's not right for them to just all team up on him because they're jealous!

As Krylon makes his way back up to his feet, he is met by the ambitious Phenomena, who grabs him by the wrist, pulling hard and twisting him around towards the cage wall. Krylon slams into it, the side shaking with him weight and force. As the High Flying Hero comes rushing at him, Deviler throws his forearm out in front of him, bashing the Texan's nose with it and fending him off. He continues the assault, running at Phenomena before raising a stretched out leg high into the air, much as KingBear had just done to the Czar of Scars. The big boot catches across the jawline of the stunned enemy and sends him sprawled out across the concrete floor, clawing and scrambling for a way back up.

He makes his way to the side of the cage, Krylon just behind him as he steps over Phenomena and grabs a hold of his cranium. He pushes it into the steel mesh, the pain simply an annoyance to the 235 pounder for the moment. He, however, soon finds himself being pulled from side to side, his forehead feeling like it's being grated as it yanks from link to link. He grunts and groans in pain, trying to fight his way out. Sticking his fingers through the holes in the cage, he pulls himself up to a standing position, the heavyweight continuing to rub his flesh across the uncomfortable surface. Phenomena shoots a leg up and back, scoring big as he lands a shot to the sensitive private area of the larger man. Krylon unhands him, sputtering as he drops down to a single knee.

JP: What a dirty move! It's quite the surprise to see that from Phenomena.
Ray: What can you say, Jimmy? There are no holds barred and these men have to do ANYTHING they can to win!

As the Australian Aerialist looks through the crowd, searching for someone to lock up with, he is met by one of the most legendary aerialists in the business. Hawkeye steps up to AJ Scally and the men lock up, AJ easily the bigger and stronger of the two men. The masked man has a trick up his sleeve however, throwing a stray kick across the thigh of the foe and causing him to yell out in pain. He follows with another, causing his leg to shake. A third kick sees his dropping to one knee, cutting him down to size. He shifts focus, now working over the side of Scally's ribcage, continuing to pound away at him bit by bit. Letting go of their hold on each other, Hawk takes a step back, looking at the pain he's inflicted before rushing in and leaving his feet. He plants one foot on the outstretched thigh of AJ and wraps the other around the neck of the Aussie, smashing his kneecap across the side of his face.

JP: And a beautiful shining wizard courtesy of Hawkeye!! AJ is going to be feeling that one for a LONG while!

Alex Thunder makes his way over the two fallen aerialist, throwing a punch in front of him that connects with the side of KingBear's face. The big man, having been waiting for a fight, gladly reciprocates with a slap from his massive, bear-like hand. Thunder, though shaken, responds by pulling his arm back and throwing himself forward. He slams the bicep of his arm across the pectorals of the Coven leader, causing him to stumble, but failing to take him down. Alex watches a moment before following through, slamming his shoulder into the sternum of the Bear and pushing him against the cage. Kingbear shakes his head, seeming a bit stunned by the shot and giving Thunder the perfect opening. The Romanian leaps up, placing his knees into the chest of the EVPW co-owner. His hands make their way to the sides of KB's head, holding on tightly as he drops back down towards the concrete. The wise legend grabs onto the cage for support, Thunder's grip slipping as he falls alone to the concrete. As he looks up to the man he almost hit with his finisher, he sees a big black boot barreling down upon him. The stomp plants right across his teeth, knocking him silly as he lays still, KingBear throwing his arm into the air and receiving an arena full of cheers.

JP: Way to go, big man!! God, sitting here like this, calling a match with Vlad and KB and Hawkeye, it really takes me back to the old days, Ray.
Ray: Yeah, only now things are more barbaric and you have other men like Matthew Oliveira and Chris Pyro to watch out for too!

Chris Pyro smiles in support of his former stable leader, still a bit of a KingBear fan. Looking for some action of his own, he turns around, almost immediately bent over from the force of a steel toed boot to his abdomen. As he doubles, he finds his arms pulled away from comforting his stomach and yanked over his back, hooked into place by the Czar of Scars. A sharp pull on his arms brings him upside down, his back held tight against the chest of the Undefeated Behemoth. As Vladimir sends his legs forward, he takes the support out from beneath them, the men brought to the concrete by the wonders of gravity. The expanse of Pyro's left shoulder to the right one are driven to the floor, the back of his skull bouncing across the concrete in a motion that blackens his vision.

Ray: SKESIS DRIVER!!! YES!!! That goody goody is done for!!
JP: This doesn't look good at all, Ray! Pyro isn't moving, no writhing in pain or yelling, nothing! And meanwhile, Vladimir is holding his stomach next to him!

The floor was even less forgiving than the King had expected and had knocked the wind from his body. The door to the cage opens suddenly, a referee rushing in to check on Chris Pyro. The Fallen Angel ((Pun intended)) is unresponsive, knocked out cold from Strife's finishing move. As he calls in the medical team, the rest of the men in the cage stop what they are doing, taking notice. The men are out there almost immediately and lift the Canadian slowly, placing him on a stretcher before strapping him into place and hauling him out of the cage and this match.

JP: Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm not exactly sure what happened just now, but it appears that the Skesis Driver from Vlad has knocked Chris Pyro out. Watching this again on replay, I can't help but to think that we very well might be looking at a concussion for this young star. It doesn't seem TOO severe, no blood or anything, but we'll keep you posted as we find out more...
Ray: I know the kid is a goody goody, but of course, we never really like to see this happen to anybody. The match must go on however.

((OOC: I had Pyro's permission to do this. He's out of the match as he's stretched too far between his other match and this one.))

[MattOliveira]

A sympathetic hurrah generates from the audience as Pyro is removed from the cell and the team continues up the ramp. Minimal movement is seen from the Canadian combatant, albeit none can be performed due to the neck brace placed firmly around him. An oxygen mask is placed over Chris's mouth to keep him breathing while he's run out of the arena. Meanwhile, back inside the Pit, Vlad turns his attention away from the parting crew to see KB across the cage. The super heavyweight grits his teeth and clenches his fists as he begins a predatorial walk over to the King. Strife tenses up, seated up against the cage's corner, trapped. He raises his hands and protrudes his fingers through the fencing, grabbing ahold of the walls. Both men's attention falls to the ground between them, growing smaller and smaller in distance. KB continues his approach, a hungry and loose-lipped smile on his face as his tongue lashes the corner of his mouth, his lungs brimming a small chuckle. Then, a hard object bumps into his treading foot, lowering his eyes to the obstruction. There lies his baseball bat, battered (SO PUN) from it's less-than-ballpark history. Strife remains still, watching the Coven forefather bend at the waist and stretch an arm down to grasp the bat. The seven-foot framer straightens up and hangs the aluminum club from his hand. Vlad scrambles to his feet, but it's too late from his hesitance, the Californian stomps down on the hamstring of Strife, pinning him under three-hundred pounds of human. To the Czar of Scars horror, KB raises the bat over his head, and prepares to turn Strife's cranium into applesauce.

JP: "Sweet revenge...sweet, sweet revenge."
Ray: "Supple buttocks, KB's supple sup-"

Suddenly, the arena is devoured in darkness, everything and everyone consumed in pitch black. A flashbulb or two ignites and outlines the ghostly image of Abaddon's Pit, still leaving the audience bewildered as to the action that unfolds inside. However, no action is to occur as the myriad of wrestlers stop in their positions, oblivious as to what lay a foot from their faces. Then, the ButcherTron erupts in a glowing static, the hissing and popping continuing for a couple seconds until:

"WE DO AWAY WITH YOUR KIND!"

Dimmu Borgir's "Puritania" begins to play, the thundering of drums and a symphony of melancholy echoing throughout the container of the EVPW pay-per-view. The static disappears from the screen and returns the arena to darkness, the gravelly vocals continuing.

"COUNTDOWN TO EXTERMINATE THE HUMAN RACE"

...4
....3
....2
....1

As the countdown ends, the lights return to normal brightness and reveal Matthew Oliveira standing outside the door of the Pit. In one hand is an aluminum trash can, inside of it stuffed a conglomeration of weaponry and abstract objects. In the other hand, his signature, a thumbtack chair held upside down from the leg. He wears a pair of knee-length camoflauge shorts, along with a K Ensign shirt that matches the attire of Strife's. His combat boots tighted tightly around his ankles, as is the white hockey tape wrapped from his knuckles, all the way to just short of his elbows. Unaffiliated gladiators continue their mingling with one another, punches and stomps letting loose. However there stand KB, hovering over Strife with his head turned to Matt in distraction. The Ironman of Impact (like that one, Vlad?) seizes the opportunity and raises his free leg, driving the sole of his boot into the groin of his ex-mentor. The big man folds under the low-blow, stumbling backward and falling pathetically on his rear with a howl. Strife heaves a great sigh, knowing that his co-owner won't be seeing any action soon.

JP: "CHRIST! Just when you think the man is gonna get his medicine, Oliveira saves his ass! I mean, COME ON, the man isn't Bill freakin' Goldberg."
Ray: "But I'd like to get speared."
" *sigh* ...you do realize you remove all integrity from every fight we hold, right?"

The doorman official fidgets, caught off-guard himself from the Genius's sudden drop-in. He removes the deadbolt and swings the door open, the camo short and K Ensign shirt-clad Canuck charges into the cage. He turns to his right immediately, to Strife, and drops the trash can before him. Oliveira shrugs, looking around the atmospherical cell quickly before turning back to Vlad with "Fuck the rules, there should be something else useful in there." The Hardcore Genius freezes up, a blank look forming over his face while the King returns his attention to his once-big brother of an opponent. Slowly, slowly, Matt's neck creaks around to the left. His face remains in the same state as his turns his head to face Hawkeye, standing over AJ Scally and his post-patella eating contest. The Flying Assassin peeks casually out of the side of his vision and notices Oliveira staring at him, unprevoked by the Amherstviewian. He waves, not seeing Matt for the better half of the year, a friendly wave -before returning to stomp on the shoulder of Scally. The Genius's eye twitches furiously, his head quivering in convulsions.

JP: "What the.."

Suddenly, Matt screams. Loudly. A war cry of sorts as his face stretches long and blood begins to surface, turning his complexion red. The batshit-insane Innovator raises up his thumbtack chair in both hands, nearly a spot on impression of the Rabbids from Ray-Man. The Genius tears across the complex with the chair held high, locked onto Hawkeye's diverted frame.

"GGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!"

The heavyweight charges at the masked marvel and brings forth the chair, Hawk completely clueless up until the point at which the weapon KURR-ANGs off his skull and sends him to the ground. Tacks fly aimlessly as they are shaken from their steel seat home, sending a distant rattle over the concrete, adding to the spectacle. The Assassin's body squirm and scramble, his intention to crawl to the corner. Unfortunate for the Japanese enthusiest, Oliveira remains standing over him, raising the chair again and waffling Hawkeye with another shot, incoherent babbling follow.

*WHACK*

Matt: "GAAAAAAAAAH!"
Oliveira literally stands over Hawk, raising the chair again.

*WHACK*

"FUCKIN-"
Another shot sent haphazardly to Hawk's shoulder as he begins to cover up.

*WHACK*

"GOD DAMMIT!"

*WHACK*

"SON OF A-"

*WHACK*

"FUCKING-"

*WHACK*

"THROATCRAMMIN-"

*WHACK*

"DAAAAAAMN IT-"
Oliveira maniacly continues, Hawk still trying to defend himself after every poor rage-coordinated shot.

*WHACK*

"GAAAAHHHH HERM-HAAAAAWWW"

*WHACK*

"DAWWWWWW-HAAAAAHAAAAAAA!!!"

*WHACK*

"SUNNOVAFUKKIN-DURRRR-GAAAAAHHH!!!"

*WHACK....*

*WHACK*

*WHACK...WHACK....WHACK*

Matt heaves his breathing, appearing to have possibly spent a majority of his no-apparent reason until...

*WHACK!*

A gopher-bopping like swing clubs Hawk firmly in the skull, Oliveira no longer raising a near de-tacked thumbtack chair once more but panting desperately. He stands, wobbly from the exertion of his adrenaline, many of the wrestlers around him astonished at the loose-bolted mindset he displayed. He continues heaving, wiping some drool from his mouth as he regains his composure, bending slightly to speak at an incredibly groggy Hawkeye and uttering a few words:

"...*heave*...it's...*heave*...it's pronounced "STONE ORCHARD" -you sonofabitch- ORCHARD! *heave* ...fucking ORCHARD!"

Many of the fans near the cell begin to laugh and cheer heartily while Oliveira steps away from Hawk. Strife walks up to Matt and places a reassuring hand on his shoulder...

Vlad: "Christ, dude, all you had to do was talk to him..."

TBC

STATUS:

Vlad: Next to Matt
Matt: Middle of Pit
KB: Regaining composure from nut shot
Hawk: In corner, regaining bearings
Scally: Getting up from Hawk's previous boots
Krylon: with Phenomena
Phenomena: standing over Krylon with advantage
Alex Thunder: getting up from KB's face stomp