Dow Jones vs Krylon }{ Strong Foot Forward match

[Mighty Man Millson]

For the first 58 seconds of the song, the fans sit still, wondering who this theme belongs to, but as soon as the intro ends, the crowd erupt in boos as the Ben Arnold of Eagle Vision makes his presence felt by entering the scene with an 'EVPW Sucks' T-Shirt. Dow Jones stares out at the screaming fans and shakes his head in disgust, before walking down the ramp, ignoring the front row fans who try and give him a few punches before he can reach the squared circle. A 'You suck' chant breaks out and it follows DJ until he reaches the ring apron, where Dow slides into the squared circle.

This match is our strong foot forwards match and it's set for one fall. Introducing first, from Boston, Massachussetts, weighing in at 225lbs, he is The Hardcore Icon, Dow Jones.

As expected, the crowd begin to throw objects, causing Dow to simply smirk and lean against the turnbuckle, whipping his provocative shirt off and throwing it into the crowd, only for it to be thrown back at him. Dow tries again with the same result, forcing the Hardcore Icon to simply drop it to the concrete outside of the squared circle.

A very hostile reaction from our fans for Dow Jones, but that's probably because he hates them back. If you don't like it here, go away.

But we need him, Jimmy. He's a great athlete, which he proved when he defeated Scott Walker on his return to Eagle Vision.

Unfortunately, Jones can back up all his talk and he is a very impressive competitor, but I doubt even he has the talent to defeat Krylon. At least, I hope not.

TBC- Krylon, let's rip it up

[Krylon]

Dow Jones aligned towards the turnbuckle awaits his nemesis Krylon to make his way to the ring but suddenly the camera rolls onto the first row in the crowd towards the right of the squared circle as the crowd cheers to find that Scott Walker, the lunatic is sitting in the crowd. Walker is wearing a “Krylon” shirt and has a ticket in his hand. Dow Jones points towards Walker and almost cracks into laughter as Walker raises his ticket and then tries to eat it. The fans around him pat on his shoulder and his head as the Unmasked Scott Walker indicates that he’s a Krylon fan and keeps sitting in the fans with the ticket inside his mouth. The crowd suddenly erupts with a “Krylon is EVPW” chant. Dow Jones looks towards the left side of the crowd and simultaneously towards the right side with a disgustful smirk on his face. The lights in the arena suddenly fade and Purple light in the form of smoke illuminates the arena. Lightning strikes the turnbuckles of the arena as the crowd pops at the top of their noises. An Unfamiliar music starts to play in the darkened arena as “Solstice by Brand X Music” hits and blasts through the speakers. Just when the entrance theme reaches 0:40, lightning strikes the ramp and a few minions wearing old fashioned dark coats bring out a casket.

Ray White
A casket? What the hell is going on?

Jimmy Pate
And it’s a new entrance theme as well!

The minions carry the casket and place right outside the ring, when smoke covers the ramp as Krylon appears to a devastating pop from the fans. The ovation for Krylon is overwhelming and even makes Dow Jones a little surprised. Krylon wears a long dark trench coat and a shiny silver chain around his neck which has the “Satan’s logo”. The music continues as the victory road pyro begins all over the ramp. The titantron shows old clips from Krylon in EVPW. A few similar clips are seen like the body slam to Matthew Oliveira at the Abbadon’s Pit and a chokeslam to a 7 feet monster. Krylon with a huge cigar in his mouth slowly walks towards the squared circle as Dow Jones awaits the Demon Goliath to enter the ring. The crowd keeps chanting for Krylon as the Dark Devil who proclaims he’s the king of Hell walks towards the ring smoking a cigar.

Lizzie Morna
And his opponent, from the Mountains of hell, He’s Six feet ten and weighs in a two hundred and ninety pounds, the Satan’s most evil right-hand man, Kryyyloon!

Ray White
Somebody sue this monster! Last week it was a cigarette, this week he’s got a Cigar. And what the hell is that Casket doing here!


Jimmy Pate
Is that macbeth? or Imperial Cigar? The reception by the fans is overwhelming. It’s like Krylon is in his hometown which we don’t even know of.

The monster slowly walks towards the right side of the ring and walks towards Scott Walker. Walker gets terrified and accidentally swallows a part of the ticket he was trying to eat and ends up grabbing his throat. Krylon takes his cigar out and hands it over to Walker with an evil smile on his face. Walker however having a straight edge personality smokes it in the wrong way and falls down on the ground coughing. The crowd laughs it off as Krylon takes off his “Satan chain” and hands it over to Walker. The controversial Krylon then walks towards the casket, and opens it up. The cameras roll and zoom into the inside of the casket and it is revealed that the casket is filled with illegal and banned deathmatch weapons. A slight look of a Barbedwire, a fire extinguisher, a bottle of flammable oil, a few matchsticks, light tubes, thumbtacks and even a weedwacker is seen in the mass of weapons inside the casket. The crowd comes up with a huge pop on the sight of the weapons as Dow Jones finally gives an intimidated expression. Krylon shuts down the casket door and enters the ring finally taking off his trenchcoat to reveal his sweatshirt which says “I’m the last” on the front and “Motherfucker you want to mess with” on the back as the lights finally come back on. The crowd chant Krylon’s name as Scott Walker is seen regaining his senses and trying to smoke the cigar in the front row.


Ray White
What the hell? Half of that shit is illegal! How can Krylon bring all that stuff! Somebody send the security!

Jimmy Pate
OH SHUT THE EFF UP WHITE! Week in and week out you whine, moan and BITCH about Krylon and his antics and you get owned by him every time you open that mouth. Just shut up and enjoy some extreme shit in this match which we haven’t seen for so much time now!

Ray White
He's breaking the rules! How can you defend someone who breaks rules every time he comes here. And how dare you use those words. I might as well sue you as well! And what the hell is that Lunatic Scott Walker doing in the crowd?[/i]

TBC.

[Mighty Man Millson]

The referee signals for the bell to be chimed, the sound resonating across the entire arena, signalling the start of EVPW Madhouse 2011. Krylon surges forward, but Jones ducks the attack and sprints to the ropes nearest the entrance ramp, sliding underneath the bottom wire and turning to face the Dark Devil, raising a hand in a gesture of peace. As Krylon stops and smirks at the smaller athlete's attempts to avoid punishment, Dow reaches into his tights and pulls out a wad of cash, waving it at the behemoth in the squared circle, before sliding back into the ring and holding the greens out for the 290 pounder to take. The Devil's Right Hand Man looks at the cash and nods, before taking it out of the Bostonian's hands and walking past Dow, the crowd jeering as their fan favourite signals the end of his night. A smile envelops the face of the Hardcore Icon, but the emotion turns into one of fear as Krylon turns sharply and runs at DJ, throwing his boot at the nose of the Massachussan and flooring the unsuspecting Jones. As Dow has a spasmic attack on the floor, Krylon drags Jones to his feet and clubs the Hardcore Warrior in the sternum, sucking the air out of Dow's 225 pound body, following up the blow with two more in the same region, forcing Jones onto the turnbuckle pads. Krylon steps back to the opposite turnbuckles, before running at his full pace, outstretching his right arm to the side and whiplashing Dow's head and neck as he hits the cranium of the Massachussan with his strong forearm. The punishment doesn't stop there for Jones, however, as the Dark Devil waits for Jones to stagger forward into his grasp, wrapping his arm around the Bostonian's sternum in an Inverted Gutwrench clutch, using all of his strength to lift the cocky GHW wrestler into the air, walking into the middle of the squared circle with the dead weight of the Boston Brawler and dropping like a stone, slamming Jones onto the canvas with thunderous force.

Ohhh, a huge Sidewalk Slam from Krylon. What a sequence of destruction from the big man.

I hope Dow's OK. Those moves could have really hurt him.

Krylon keeps his solid frame atop of the Bostonian's, forcing the referee to slide in and make the cover. The man in the zebra stripes slaps his hand to the mat once, twice, but cannot hit the canvas for a third and final time, Dow having enough wherewithall to raise his shoulder into the sky and break the count. Unperturbed, Krylon rolls out of the ring and heads to the casket he brought to the contest, grabbing the bag of thumbtacks and throwing them into the squared circle, following the implements into the ring. The Devil's Evil Right Hand Man stalks his prey like a cheetah stalks a gazelle and as soon as the Boston Brawler clambers to his full verticality, Krlyon kicks Dow in the gut to double over the former Television champion, before hoisting DJ onto his shoulder. The crowd cheer as Krlyon positions himself next to the scattered thumbtacks and attempts to throw Dow back-first onto them. However, knowing the immense pain that awaits him, Dow frantically throws elbows at Krylon's cranial lobe, throwing enough to loosen the giants grip, taking advantage of his well-earned freedom by locking in an Inverted Facelock and leaping into the air, spinning 180 degrees and dropping his free elbow onto the sternum of the Demon Lord. The Spinning Headlock Elbow Drop forces Krylon downwards, the 290 pounder's velocity unstoppable as his back and neck are driven into the thumbtacks.

Oh my god! That could have killed Krylon!

Hey, Krylon brought the thumbtacks into the match and was going to use them to devastating effect. Dow just got there first.

With the crowds chants of 'Holy shit' raining out across the arena this early on in the contest, Krylon's spine reverberates as the impact of the thumbtacks begin to take their hold, easy pickings for the Million Dollar Massachussan. However, with Dow still feeling the effects of the early onslaught, the match remains safe as Dow begins to pull himself to his feet, with assistance from the top rope. DJ reaches his full 5 foot 11 and stares at the sea of Pro-Krylon viewers, tapping his head and smiling as he realises the pian that the fan favourite must be in. Showing incredible resilience that should be expected from an athlete the size of the Dark Devil, Krylon pushes an arm into the air and rolls onto his front, pushing the remaining thumbtacks away, showing the blood that's already enveloping his back and spine. With Krylon having pushed himself to his knees, DJ wisely decides to keep the big man down and kicks the Dark Justice Believer in the head, flooring the 6 foot 10 athlete. Knowing that the kick will only daze Krylon momentarily, Dow sprints at the ropes behind the head of the big man, rebounding as the Demon Lord crawls back to his knees once again. With the unsuspecting Demon facing the wrong way, nothing can keep Krylon on his knees as Dow leaps at the back of Krylon's head, pushing it down with both hands, the Dark Devil faceplanting the canvas. Jones wastes no time and turns Krylon onto his back, hooking the far leg of Hell's Messenger as he drapes his body over Krylon's frame, the referee sliding in to make the cover once again.

A two-handed Bulldog could be the defining moment of this match. Can Krylon kick out?

Unfortunately, he probably can, But I hope Dow's done enough to win this match before he gets his face all bloody and bruised.

TBC- Krylon

[Mighty Man Millson]

72 hour rule

One...
Two...
Thr-

Showing the resolve of a true and undisputed champion, Krylon raises his shoulder to bring more emotion from the audience, cheering the resolve of the Dark Devil and booing the Boston Brawler for his general hatred of EVPW. Jones slaps the mat in frustration, before the crimson mask of his face reaches a boiling point, erupting in anger and unleashing fists on the cranium of the EVPW Original, lefts and rights raining down on the already withered and defenceless Krylon. Showing brutality that knows no bounds, Dow's energy seemingly replenishes itself immediately, whether the pumping adrenaline or the heart of the Bostonian causing this sudden change in state. In as sharp a change as the previous, the Whitby Wonder suddenly stops and ponders, quickly formulating a plan and smiling, dragging the almost lifeless carcass of the Demon Lord to the nearest turnbuckle and propping him up against the three pads. Jones meanders over to the opposite turnbuckle and hunches over to a crouching stance, before pushing the wires behind him and sprinting at the Devil's Favourite Demon, shoulders down, aimed at Krylon's midriff. Showing speed of thought, Krylon takes a quick step forward and as the veteran's momentum takes him to the Original, the Dark Devil pushes Dow's spine in the direction of the turnbuckle pads, Dow's velocity taking him into the air as he does so. The Daddy's Boy slams into the pads with near unstoppable force, throwing Jones back-first to the mat as his ribs collide with the unforgiving leather.

Krylon leaps at Jones, eager to keep the momentum going, grabbing the Bostonian's ankle, immediately pulling The Hardore Icon backwards and into the centre of the squared circle, the ropes no longer a viable option for escape. Jones commences leg flailing to try and shake off the Demon Lord, but showing some more cold intelligence, Krylon drops to the floor and hits the Million Dollar Massachussan square in the back with both fists, ceasing the movement of his foe. With his grip temporarily destroyed, Krylon drags DJ back into the centre of the squared circle and pulls the left leg of the Hardcore Warrior into the air, before stepping over the limb and clasping his hands around Dow's chin, pulling backwards in an attempt to squeeze DJ's head into submission. The crowd give a large pop as Hell's Messenger locks in the STF, a move rarely executed by the Dark Devil. Jones reaches for the ropes, but is too far away and raises his arm in the air, the chances of a submission victory now greatly enhanced. As the man in the zebra stripes asks the Bostonian whether he wants to call it a night, Jones clenches his teeth and tries to grit it out, the pain already etching it's way onto his facial regions.

Here it is. Dow's got to tap out and Krylon would like nothing better than to win this way.

I wouldn't have bet on a submission victory for Krylon but it definitely looks that way at the moment. Come on, Dow, get out of it.

With DJ only seconds away from tapping out, Krylon makes a rare mistake, this contest having taken so much out of the Eagle Vision Original that even his mental prowess has been handicapped. The Demon Lord eases the grip of the front facelock, which gives the former Indy wrestler a chance to escape the hold, and with less pressure exercised on his skull, the spare energy reserves are used wisely, with DJ elbowing the soft underbelly of Krylon three times, the third lusty blow forcing the Dark Devil off the Bostonian's back and earning a few more seconds of separation. The Hardcore Icon crawls over to the nearest set of ropes, whilst the Demon Lord rolls onto his knees and begins to ascend by his own power, showing the superior position that the big man is in at the present situation. Krylon is the first man to his feet and he strides slowly over to his opponent, who remains doubled over on the ropes until the Hell Native grabs the back of his head and rams it onto the top turnbuckle, earning yet another pop for Krylon. Dow falls exasperatedly to the canvas once more and tries to crawl away from the Original, who stalks Jones with a renewed vigour. Krylon walks slowly behind the challenger, but as quick as a flash, he runs in front of the crawling Massachussan and underhooks both of the 37 year old's arms, pulling the Hardcore Icon to his feet, before kicking out Dow's legs and driving his cranial lobe to the mat, forcing a boom from the canvas. Krylon flips the Boston native into a supine position and adorns Dow's chest, hooking the far leg with a show of superiority, official sliding in to make the count once again.

One...
Two...
Thr-

Grit, determination and pugnacity begin to play the biggest part in this bout as the pinned athlete acts on instinct and throws his shoulder to the skies, almost grabbing the hypothetical brass ring as he does so. Krylon is thrown off the Boston Brawler's body and in frustration and wonderment, he stares at the sea of supporters, knowing that he's been in the fight of his life here at Madhouse, knowing that the end of the race is still seemingly miles away. The Dark Devil grabs the base of Dow''s neck and lifts the Hardcore Icon to full verticality, before ducking behind him and hoisting Jones onto his shoulders in an Inverted Fireman's Carry. However, the instinct card plays a part in this poker game yet again as Jones recovers quickly, with enough sense to slide off the Demon Lord's shoulders. Krylon turns in surprise, only to meet a boot straight to the face, the Hardcore Warrior having turned on the point of impact and thrust his leg upwards to meet the bridge of Krylon's nose, the startled Original sent collapsing to the canvas back-first after a few seconds of stability and verticality.

Super Kick! Super Kick! We've got a definite winner, if Jones can make the pinfall.

What a counter from Jones, but did you expect anything else from a man that talented.

Krylon's been in bigger fights than this, but he's definitely underestimated Jones, that's for sure.

TBC- Krylon

[Mighty Man Millson]

I understand. No apologies needed.

[Krylon]

The action so far in the match has had the fans on the edge of the seats – a fantastic opening encounter that no doubt sets the tone for a great Pay-Per-View event. Inside the ring, Jones immediately goes for a cover on the battered Krylon but to a major sigh of relief from the fans; The Dark Devil kicks out on a two count. As the anti-Company superstar raises his left arm in the air, legions of supporters cheer in unison – much to Dow’s utter disgust. Cameras roll into the crowd as Scott Walker is spotted chanting Krylon’s name – motivating the crowd to do so as well. Dow Jones looks at the referee – his judgment clouded with the feeling of being cheated out of a deserved win - and grabs the match official by his shirt and screams at him for counting slow. “Damn EVPW officials” utters Dow as the heat from the crowd increases for the cocky middleweight extremist. Turning his attention back to the Demonic One, Jones grabs Krylon by his head and lifts the monster up before grabbing his nemesis and turning him upside-down. Due to the pressure applied on his shoulders, Jones clinically finishes off his maneuver by quickly dropping into a sitting position and driving the three hundred pounder head-first onto the mat – a massive piledriver that further asserts the GHW favorite’s dominance in this encounter.

ONE!
TWO!

Ray White
Oh and he kicked out again! What the hell! What does Dow have to do to keep this monster down?![/i]

Jimmy Pate
The Million Dollar Massachussan has done an admirable job subduing Krylon thus far – a fact one has to admit even if you hate him, but Krylon is just refusing to lose![/i]

The crowd erupts once more with Scott Walker leading the celebrations. Acting like some sort of cheerleader now, Walker stands on the barrier and jumps up and down as the fans cheer on Krylon with him. Jones once again looks on at the referee with utmost contempt, and once again grabs the referee from the collar before pushing him towards the turnbuckle in a wave of fury. However, unfortunately for the Boston Brawler, this gives his opponent Krylon ample amount of time to come in from behind. The Monster grabs Jones by his tights and rolls him back for a quick sneaky schoolboy cover but Dow manages to slide out of the pin at a mere one count. Hoping to finally turn the tide, the six foot ten monster now finally gets back onto his own feet along with his opponent – though he doesn’t give the perplexed Dow any time to react by grabbing Jones and whipping him across to the ropes. As the Million Dollar Massachussan rebounds and charges back towards Satan’s Right Hand Man, Krylon lifts his huge right boot up and sticks it straight through the kisser of the cocky Dow Jones as the fans cheer once again. The EVPW camera crew at that point zooms into Krylon’s face to reveal a slight wound excreting a minimal amount of blood – probably caused by the piledriver seconds earlier, but nothing too serious. However, in an act of pure sadism, the ex-TWF Underground champion and EVPW original forces his right index finger into the wound in an attempt to stretch it wider. He succeeds in his task – the blood comes gushing out of his forehead as he does so, trickling down his face and with some drops of blood falling onto the supine Dow’s head as well. The fans in the crowd are split over this – some of them completely mortified and speechless at this morbid and frankly disgusting act, but with the majority of the crowd completely behind the Demon of Death in his attempt to make a statement against The Company. Three medics rush down the ramp and occupy some extra seats next to the announcers as they sit on standby in accordance with EVPW rules on excessive bleeding. Krylon couldn’t care less. The Death Squad loyalist enjoys the adrenaline pumping through his veins – a blood-rush in the truest sense of the word. Jones groggily hoists himself up onto a vertical base only to catch the attention of the anti-Company superstar and be whipped across towards the turnbuckle – before turning around to avoid a face-front impact on the turnbuckles. Jones now stands aligned with his back to the corner as Satan’s right hand man grabs the arrogant middleweight by his throat and lifts him up with one hand - the crowd popping again following the immense strength shown by the fan-favorite Demon Goliath. The Eagle Vision Pro original forces Jones to stand up and mount the top turnbuckle while Krylon elevates himself to the middle ropes – all the while continuing to block Dow’s trachea. Jones however lifts a leg and kicks Krylon in a clear-cut desperation move, causing the six feet ten inch monster to get unbalanced and fall off the second ropes but still manages to remain on his feet. Krylon isn’t given much room to react, however, as the cocky extremist from GHW then wraps his arm around the Demon Goliath’s head from the elevated position. Dow Jones then jumps forward and swings around to fall backwards and drop the monster’s busted open head on the mat – turning the tables into his favor once again, as the monster bleeds a bit more.

Ray White
Oh my God! What a tremendous Tornado DDT! Krylon is being schooled by Jones here. And look at those fans; look at that little kid holding his head behind you Pate! Ha![/i]

Jimmy Pate
Aw come on! That little kid saw his favorite wrestler’s head smash through the mat. Jones definitely has been the better man as of yet in this match, though the medics standing at ringside just might have to stop this match from continuing should Krylon continue to bleed like that!![/i]

Thinking that this is finally his moment, the hopeful Jones hooks his opponent’s legs but Krylon yet again gets his shoulder up to – showcasing his superb resiliency and loyalty to the EVPW cause. The cocky Jones is unable to cope with the situation and he begins to lose his temper yet again. Krylon has kicked out every time he has been pinned and the Boston Brawler soon begins to ponder over what it would take to put away this demon for good. Shaking his head sideways and muttering some very unfriendly words, Dow begins stomping away at his opponent – letting out all his frustration and angst as he targets random areas of the giant’s large body. As the Boston Brawler rains down pain upon the Demon Goliath, the camera once again rolls onto Scott Walker in the front-row, who yet again is getting the crowd behind their anti-Company crusader. As the chanting builds up to a crescendo, Jones develops the most evil of smiles as a deadly aura begins to descend upon him. His mind now littered with brutal ideas on how to win the match, he steps out of the ring and walks towards the casket full of deathmatch weapons which his opponent had brought. The cameras keep rolling onto the fans in the arena who are chanting Krylon’s name at the top of their lungs while Jones looks inside the casket and looks around for a weapon. Fuelled by the voices calling out his name, the once motionless Krylon suddenly gets up seemingly out of the blue as the crowd buzzes with excitement.... and as the GHW Superstar gazes upon the Monster’s busted open, blood covered face in shock. Despite being schooled by Jones for most of the match, Krylon’s endurance and never ending will is loved by the fans and even shocks Jones.

Jimmy Pate
This is what EVPW is all about! The will to get back up again and again despite being covered in blood! This is what Krylon means when he says he is an original. He’s back up and he still wants to fight! He’s definitely the last “EM EFF” you want to Mess with![/i]

Ray White
What the hell is wrong with that monster? He should just stay down, give up and let Jones be the winner. The only thing Krylon has proved today is that he’s an idiot who cannot do the right thing. He’s just inviting more pain. [/i]

Jones slowly tries to get back in the squared circle by standing with the ropes but the Demonic Devil charges forth at his opponent and smashes him with his left shoulder in an attempt to knock him down into the casket. The Boston Brawler realizes that the casket is full of weapons and while falling down, he maintains his balance and lands on his feet into the puddle of weapons. The Boston Brawler lets out a sigh of relief as he maintains his vertical base, happy that he had not fallen on his back. He looks down at all the weapons and gives out a calm, relieved expression but what the cocky extremist fails to realize is that Krylon was back up and was charging at him again. The Demon Goliath rebounds off the opposite ropes and rushes towards the Million Dollar Massachussan. The six foot ten monster jumps through the ropes in a horizontal position with his arms aligned forward from his head in an attempt to perform a suicide dive but Jones was one step ahead of him. In an act that displayed his high agility as well as his devious, cunning personality – Dow jumps out of the casket, allowing his monstrous opponent to crash head-first into the pool of deadly weapons. In fact, the EVPW original’s head comes directly into contact with a bag full of thumbtacks and the pressure applied on the bag because of his large mass allows some of the thumbtacks to pierce through and penetrate his already battered face. The crowd buzzes with a “Holy Shit” chant, despite their fan favorite monster lying motionless and face buried inside the bag of thumbtacks. Alarmed, the EVPW medical crew runs towards where Krylon lies as Dow watches from the side – panting and sweating heavily. The medics turn Krylon over onto his back and pull away the bag of tacks from his face… only to be shocked when they see the sadistic smiling expression seemingly embedded onto the Monster’s blood-stained face. The crowd suddenly starts a “This is awesome!” chant as they realize that Krylon’s purpose of reviving Eagle Vision Pro is being served in this match-up.

Jimmy Pate
Unholy mother of Satan! He landed right onto that pool of Weapons! There was a Barbed wire in there as well! [/i]

Ray White
What agility by Jones! This time Krylon is definitely done for! But why is that monster smiling! He is paranoid! He just had his face buried in thumbtacks and now the medics are looking to put him away![/i]

Jimmy Pate
Listen to this crowd! Don’t you see White? Krylon’s first intention is not to win the match. Rather show signs of the old EVPW. That crash onto the thumbtacks, barbed wire and what not is just what Krylon wants back in the Eagle Vision Pro wrestling! That suicide dive was Krylon’s answer to the Company! And of course BLOOD turns this monster on!
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TBC