Post by EXODUS Office on Dec 30, 2012 15:16:18 GMT -6
MAIN EVENT: Winter Road Block A
Omar Wise (0-0) vs. Justin Brooks (0-0)
Dick Morosi: Main event time! And what a main event it is, Seth; the two biggest men in EXODUS Pro are going to face off!
Seth Ericson: Wrong. WRONG! The biggest man in EXODUS Pro is going to smash Justin Brooks like the bug he is! I for one can’t wait!
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Dick Morosi: What a reaction for the former multiple time World Champion! Justin Brooks and Omar Wise both admitted what was coming, and we’re going to have a fight on our hands here very shortly, Seth.
Whoo! Ha ha!
The lights drop to sheer inky blackness. Some fans scream in mock-terror. Some begin to-
BBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
The earsplitting roar of the most horrible, twisted pit demon of all of Satan's spawn shook the entire arena. Or maybe the sound tech was just that good at making the sound an overwhelming bass detonation than just a recording of a man's voice. Which quickly became the bassline and rapid-fire lyricism of “Never Scared (Remix)”.
David Zinkus: “COMING SECOND TO THE RING... HE IS THE ASSAULT BREACHER VEHICLE!
Two blue spotlights hit the entryway ramp, making everything odd and glowy. The stage gleams in the most disconcerting way, and the cameraman moves in low. The entire steel stage shakes under the impact of the footfall of the enormous bulldozer rolling out from the back. The curtains flap around the monstrous mobile mountain, and a chill wind blew from behind the creature from beyond the reckoning of man's most sinful imagination.
David Zinkus: “OMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISE!”
The skullfaced power unearthed from too deep beneath the earth clenches both of his fists, standing on the entryway. Then, he lifts his arms out to either side, muscles wetly gleaming in the blue light. And from behind this tower of terror scampers a foul little gnome, a twisted imp wielding a flaming blade and waving it as if to summon the dark dragon down from the heavens.
Seth Ericson: This entrance brought to you by The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey. Now in theaters!
Dick Morosi: Nice plug. This match looks like it's going to shake this building to its foundations!
Seriously though. Donovan Torment had a piece of flaming pyrotechnics, and is waving it around in the dark. Omar begins to stomp his way down the steel ring ramp, working his head to the right. To the left. Working out that last-minute stress. His fists clench and open, knuckles popping out the last few good cracks as he heads to ringside.
Seth Ericson: Omar Wise and Justin Brooks have been making big noises. I'm eager to see if this is gonna live up to the kind of facebeating they both say it's gonna be.
Dick Morosi: I think that we're going to see a fight. Not a wrestling match, not a competition, but two men trying to hurt one another. One out of malice, one out of determination.
Omar marches his way right up the steel ring steps, and slides into the ring under the top rope. As Brooks hops from foot to foot, Omar steps into the ring, one hand coming up to grab the spandex skull-mask over his face. In one swift move, Omar yanks the prosthetic war face off, whipping it into the audience. And he's across the ring in the blink of an eye. Justin Brooks goes to step up to the challenge, but all too quick, Omar shoves Brooks back with a two-handed MANSHOVE, sending Brooks flying across the ring! Brooks hits the ropes but comes back, rearing back with all the power HE has to muster!
Dick Morosi: STARTING THINGS OFF WITH A BANG!
Brooks hits Wise with the shove, and the rolling mountain actually stumbles back a good ways! Brooks is in Omar's face nearly instantly, but before Justin even realizes it, Omar is on Brooks' face! Literally, grabbing Justin by the jaw, fingers pinching Big Bad Brooks' cheeks in, shaking the guy's head like a dog with a bone!
And Brooks slams a fist square into Omar's fleshy stomach! The ABV stumbles backwards, a WHOOF of air exploding from his lips!
LET'S GO BROOKS! LET'S GO BROOKS! LET'S GO BROOKS!
Seth Ericson: What a cheap shot!
Dick Morosi: Wh…what are you talking about? Omar shoved Brooks first! Omar was holding his face! This match was already underway!
Seth Ericson: Don’t try to shield the truth, Dick! Cheap shot!
Dick simply remains silent as Brooks, free from the grasp of Omar Wise, takes off to the ropes, coming back with a shoulderblock…that doesn’t send the ABV anywhere! Omar, having regained his composure, stood his ground as the 267-pounder slammed his body into him. Omar simply pointed at the ropes, and the camera at ringside was able to pick up his voice as he barked at his opponent.
Omar Wise: GO ON! TRY IT AGAIN!
Never one to back down from a challenge, Brooks takes off again, but instead finds himself having to duck under Omar’s massive arm! Bouncing off the opposite set of ropes, he leaps up into the air, catching a turning Omar with a clothesline! The big man stumbles slightly, but regains his balance before toppling down! Shaking his head slightly, this time it’s Brooks that points at the ropes!
Justin Brooks: C’MON! BRING IT!
Omar pauses, considering even taking Brooks up on the challenge. The fans, for their part, are getting into this back-and-forth…
RUN OMAR RUN! RUN OMAR RUN!
Even if it’s not clear they want him to run off the ropes or just run away. Omar then turns back toward Brooks, and simply UNLOADS with a huge right hand! As Chris Dawson (assigned in lieu of Brian Lowery) admonishes Omar for the closed fist, Brooks collapsed, caught off guard. Outside the ring, Donovan Torment had traded his makeshift pyrotechnic for his bullhorn, and he was making sure everyone knew what he was thinking.
Donovan Torment: OMAR WISE IS WAY TOO DAMN SMART FOR YOU PEOPLE, AND ESPECIALLY YOU JUSTIN BROOKS!
Dick Morosi: Will someone take that away from him?
Seth Ericson: Like who? Mandy Summers? She can’t come within a hundred feet of him! Richwine? He has a right to be down here at ringside, Dick, he has a valid manager’s license!
Dick Morosi: I might do it myself…take away your headset too.
Omar pushes Dawson aside, kicking Brooks with his tree trunk-like leg, sending Brooks rolling toward the ropes, holding his ribs. Reaching down to grab his head, Omar pulls his opponent up, pushing him back against the ropes. Reaching down, he wraps his arms around the waist of Brooks, picking him up like a small bag of junk, walking to the middle of the ring in a pendulum position! The fans let out a chorus of boos as Omar drops to one knee, and drops Justin across his other knee with a backbreaker!
Seth Ericson: This is what I like to see! Omar Wise, slowing things down to his pace, and he’s going to grind down Justin Brooks!
Dick Morosi: Brooks is in a bad place right now, he needs to find a way out.
Seth Ericson: There isn’t gonna be a way out, Dick. There just isn’t.
After having shoved Brooks’ limp form off of his knee, Omar stood back up, howling down at the fallen Brooks.
Omar Wise: WHERE’S YOUR POWER NOW? WHERE’S YOUR STRENGTH? YOU GOT NOTHING!
Immediately, Omar raises his large arm and drops an elbow on the prone body of Justin Brooks! Omar climbs back up to his feet, only to drop another huge elbow across the chest of Brooks! Up again, and this time Omar backs up to the ropes, lightly bouncing off before going for a third elbow…
Dick Morosi: He missed! One too many tries for the elbow drop, and Omar Wise is on the ground! Justin Brooks is trying to get up; he needs to get to his feet!
Seth Ericson: Dick, stop being such a cheerleader!
Brooks is up on the ropes as Omar is getting to his feet, shaking out his arm. Scowling at Brooks, Omar walks towards him with obvious bad intentions! But Justin is ready, and fires off a forearm into the face of the Assault Breacher Vehicle, stumbling him! A second forearm, and Omar takes another step back! Both men reach the center of the ring, and Justin rears back for a third forearm…only to find something else hitting Omar’s head.
His own head.
Seth Ericson: YEAH! Headbutt! I love that move!
Dick Morosi: Who’s the cheerleader now, Seth?
Seth Ericson: Shut up, Dick! This is great!
The THUD was audible to the back rows of the RIMAC, and Justin fell back, stunned. Omar was slightly less stunned, however, and steps to Justin, again screaming at him.
Omar Wise: WHAT YOU THINK YOU’RE BETTER? BETTER THAN ME? HELL NO!
Wise wraps his massive arms around the waist of Justin Brooks, first lifting him up in a Bearhug! After shaking Brooks around in his grasp for a few moments, Omar turns and brings Justin over in a belly-to-belly suplex, bringing his full weight down on the ribs of his opponent! Omar comes up to his knees for just a moment before falling back down on top for a cover;
ONE…
TWO…
THR-KICKOUT!
Dick Morosi: I thought that was it, but no! Justin Brooks gets his shoulder up just in time! A lot of tenacity being shown by Brooks, Seth.
Seth Ericson: Hah! Tenacity. Idiocy is more like it, Dick! He should’ve stayed down!
Omar, frustrated, rises to his feet, nudging the prone body of Brooks with his foot; he’s not quite willing to try another elbow drop, instead egging Brooks to his feet. At ringside, though, it’s Donovan Torment who is doing the yelling.
Donovan Torment: COME ON, BROOKS! GET UP, GET UP AND FACE YOUR DESTRUCTION! YOUR ENDING!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
The fans boo both Torment and his charge, as Brooks gets up to his hands and knees. Before he can get himself up the rest of the way, though, Omar is there to pick him up! Omar simply reaches down, and picks Brooks up into a gorilla press! Flashbulbs go off around the arena at this show of strength, as Omar turns to a couple different sides of the ring, soaking in the attention before simply stepping forward, letting Brooks go and leaving him nowhere to go but down! This time Omar turns, bouncing off the ropes with more force than before, and coming down on Brooks’ body with a HUGE splash!
Dick Morosi: That…that might be it. Omar Wise has torn Justin Brooks apart so far, I don’t know what Brooks can do here.
Omar doesn’t roll him over for a cover, though, instead standing up and yelling again. This time, however, it’s to the crowd.
Omar Wise: I’M GONNA PUT HIM DOWN. PUT HIM OUT. ALL OF YOU ARE GONNA SEE THE END OF BROOKS!
During this time, however, Justin Brooks has pulled himself to his feet. Omar hears the cheers of the crowd, and takes an extra moment to soak them in before turning back around…
Dick Morosi: SPINEBUSTER! Justin Brooks with a big spinebuster! He’s not out of this yet!
Seth Ericson: A last gasp! A last grab at trying to win this match, but he’ll have to pull a lot more out of his bag of tricks to beat Omar Wise!
Brooks pops up from the spinebuster, letting out a roar that sends the crowd into an even bigger cheer! Omar Wise is fairly quick to rise to his feet, only to be met with right hands from Justin Brooks! Brooks ignores the referee’s warnings of closed fists, and forces Wise back to the ropes. Using a full complement of his muscles, Brooks whips his opponent into the ropes! Upon his return, Omar finds Brooks waiting, using the momentum given by the irish whip to catch Omar with a belly to belly suplex of his own!
Dick Morosi: Justin Brooks is on a roll! Belly to belly suplex has Wise down, and the fans are on their feet here in the RIMAC!
JUS-TIN BROOKS! JUS-TIN BROOKS!
Donovan Torment: HEY HEY HEY! SHUT YOUR MOUTHS! JUST A MATTER OF TIME UNTIL OMAR SHUTS ALL OF YOU UP!
Brooks again rises to his feet, but the adrenaline already appears to be lowering, as his moments have slowed back down. Still, however, he drops to a ready position, motioning for Omar to get up and face what’s coming to him! Wise, to his credit, rolled to the ropes, pulling himself up. The wind has been knocked out of Omar, and as he stands, he’s taking deep breaths through his mouth. At ringside, without his bullhorn on, Donovan Torment is yelling encouragement to his client.
Seth Ericson: Look out, Omar!
Justin heads over, tired of waiting on his opponent! He spins Omar around, and tries to lift him up for the Hook and Ladder! The crowd roars, flashbulbs going off as he raises Omar onto his shoulders! But he’s too close to the ropes, and Donovan Torment is able to reach in, grabbing Justin’s foot! Caught off guard, Brooks drops his opponent off his shoulders, turning his attention to the slimeball at ringside!
Dick Morosi: Donovan Torment, getting involved again!
Seth Ericson: Again? This is the first time I can remember him ever getting involved in…well, ANY match, Dick! I see you’re eating the lines fed to you by Jonathan Collins!
As Justin yells down at Donovan Torment, Torment takes to his bullhorn again to yell back at Brooks.
Donovan Torment: YOU’RE NOTHING, BROOKS! OMAR’S GONNA FINISH YOU OFF HERE IN JUST A SECOND, JUST YOU WAIT!
It’s almost enough for Brooks to not see Omar coming, but he’s able to duck out of the way just in time, and Omar simply hits the ropes! Justin slips behind him, and tries to summon that superhuman strength one more time, trying for a GERMAN SUPLEX on Omar Wise! But it’s not to be, as he can’t lift the big man off the ground!
Seth Ericson: Hah! He used all his power for a move he didn’t even hit! What an idiot!
Dick Morosi: The match, taking its toll on both men, and right now it’s clear that Justin Brooks is the worse for wear!
Stepping away from Omar, Brooks can be seen holding his ribs, still hurt from earlier. Omar has recovered, though, and turns, seeing a chance to end things! Brooks turns away, proving a massive mistake, as Omar Wise scoops him up in his torture rack!
Dick Morosi: ENHANCED INTERROGATION! That Torture Rack put many lesser men away in New York, and Omar Wise wants to use it to make Justin Brooks submit!
Brooks' shouts of pain can be heard throughout the RIMAC, even above the raucous crowd! At ringside, the bullhorn continues to allow Donovan Torment to be the loudest man in the arena.
Donovan Torment: GIVE IT UP, BROOKS, IT'S OVER! IT'S OVERRRRRR HAHAHAHA!!!
But the man in the rack refuses to quit! Slowly but surely, Omar's grip begins to fail him, and he ends up dropping Brooks behind him, shaking his arms out as Justin clutches his ribs.
Seth Ericson: He's an idiot for not quitting, he's probably got a couple of broken ribs!
Omar again comes back to Brooks, picking him up...and getting caught with a small package!
ONE!
TWO!
THRRR-NO!
Dick Morosi: Omar Wise almost got caught off guard there! Justin Brooks had him wrapped up, but just couldn't hold the cover for that half-second longer that he needed to!
Omar is immediately back up, and SLAMS his fist into the cheek of Justin Brooks! Picking him up quickly, Omar scoops Brooks onto his shoulder, backing up a couple of steps and pointing to the opposite corner. He takes off, slamming the body of Justin Brooks between him and the turnbuckles...
Seth Ericson: SHOCK...
...then backing off, still holding his foe, and turning into another running powerslam!
Seth Ericson: ...AND AWE! THAT'S GOTTA BE IT!
Omar stays on top for the cover...
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
Omar gets up onto his feet, sweat pouring down his head, as Donovan Torment scrambles into the ring to be at his side as Chris Dawson raises the massive arm of Omar Wise.
David Zinkus: Here is your winner...THE ASSAULT BREACHER VEHICLE, OMARRRRRR WIIIIIISE!
Dick Morosi: A big advantage taken in Block A of the Winter Road Tournament! Omar Wise has a win, Justin Brooks...he's looking up from the bottom.
Seth Ericson: Just like he is now, Dick! JUST LIKE THAT. Justin Brooks knew what he was getting himself into, and look at him!
Wise quickly pushes the referee away, and begins to kick at the body of Justin Brooks! Torment, to his part, has stopped yelling through his bullhorn, but instead is waving for a man who has jumped over the security railing!
Dick Morosi: What is this? Seth, what's going on, who is that?
Seth Ericson: I was talking to Donovan earlier today, he said he had a surprise for Justin Brooks and EXODUS Pro...but he didn't say what, or I guess who! I don't know who this guy is either, Dick.
The man, with his long hair pulled back in a ponytail so as to not get it tangled in his beard, rolls Justin onto his stomach before hooking in a full nelson camel clutch! Brooks is screaming in pain, a camera giving a closeup of his face, and Torment begins berating the fallen Big Bad Brooks as the show goes off the air.
Omar Wise (0-0) vs. Justin Brooks (0-0)
Dick Morosi: Main event time! And what a main event it is, Seth; the two biggest men in EXODUS Pro are going to face off!
Seth Ericson: Wrong. WRONG! The biggest man in EXODUS Pro is going to smash Justin Brooks like the bug he is! I for one can’t wait!
"My fellow Americans, it is with the utmost pride and sincerity that I present this moment in time, as a living testament and recollection of history in the making during our generation."
”ALLOW ME TO REINTRODUCE MYSELF…MY NAME IS…"
CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!
I'm living in that 21st century
Doing something mean to it
Do it better than anybody you've ever seen do it
Scream from the haters, got a nice ring to it
I guess every superhero needs his theme music!
”ALLOW ME TO REINTRODUCE MYSELF…MY NAME IS…"
CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!
I'm living in that 21st century
Doing something mean to it
Do it better than anybody you've ever seen do it
Scream from the haters, got a nice ring to it
I guess every superhero needs his theme music!
ring Announcer: Now coming to the ring...hailing from Atlanta, Georgia...standing at 6'4" and 267 pounds, he is Justin Brooks!
No one man should have all that power
The clock's ticking, I just count the hours
Stop tripping I'm tripping off the power
(21st Century Schizoid Man)
The clock's ticking, I just count the hours
Stop tripping I'm tripping off the power
(21st Century Schizoid Man)
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Dick Morosi: What a reaction for the former multiple time World Champion! Justin Brooks and Omar Wise both admitted what was coming, and we’re going to have a fight on our hands here very shortly, Seth.
Whoo! Ha ha!
The lights drop to sheer inky blackness. Some fans scream in mock-terror. Some begin to-
BBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
ATTENCHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN
The earsplitting roar of the most horrible, twisted pit demon of all of Satan's spawn shook the entire arena. Or maybe the sound tech was just that good at making the sound an overwhelming bass detonation than just a recording of a man's voice. Which quickly became the bassline and rapid-fire lyricism of “Never Scared (Remix)”.
David Zinkus: “COMING SECOND TO THE RING... HE IS THE ASSAULT BREACHER VEHICLE!
Two blue spotlights hit the entryway ramp, making everything odd and glowy. The stage gleams in the most disconcerting way, and the cameraman moves in low. The entire steel stage shakes under the impact of the footfall of the enormous bulldozer rolling out from the back. The curtains flap around the monstrous mobile mountain, and a chill wind blew from behind the creature from beyond the reckoning of man's most sinful imagination.
David Zinkus: “OMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISE!”
The skullfaced power unearthed from too deep beneath the earth clenches both of his fists, standing on the entryway. Then, he lifts his arms out to either side, muscles wetly gleaming in the blue light. And from behind this tower of terror scampers a foul little gnome, a twisted imp wielding a flaming blade and waving it as if to summon the dark dragon down from the heavens.
Seth Ericson: This entrance brought to you by The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey. Now in theaters!
Dick Morosi: Nice plug. This match looks like it's going to shake this building to its foundations!
Seriously though. Donovan Torment had a piece of flaming pyrotechnics, and is waving it around in the dark. Omar begins to stomp his way down the steel ring ramp, working his head to the right. To the left. Working out that last-minute stress. His fists clench and open, knuckles popping out the last few good cracks as he heads to ringside.
Seth Ericson: Omar Wise and Justin Brooks have been making big noises. I'm eager to see if this is gonna live up to the kind of facebeating they both say it's gonna be.
Dick Morosi: I think that we're going to see a fight. Not a wrestling match, not a competition, but two men trying to hurt one another. One out of malice, one out of determination.
Omar marches his way right up the steel ring steps, and slides into the ring under the top rope. As Brooks hops from foot to foot, Omar steps into the ring, one hand coming up to grab the spandex skull-mask over his face. In one swift move, Omar yanks the prosthetic war face off, whipping it into the audience. And he's across the ring in the blink of an eye. Justin Brooks goes to step up to the challenge, but all too quick, Omar shoves Brooks back with a two-handed MANSHOVE, sending Brooks flying across the ring! Brooks hits the ropes but comes back, rearing back with all the power HE has to muster!
Dick Morosi: STARTING THINGS OFF WITH A BANG!
Brooks hits Wise with the shove, and the rolling mountain actually stumbles back a good ways! Brooks is in Omar's face nearly instantly, but before Justin even realizes it, Omar is on Brooks' face! Literally, grabbing Justin by the jaw, fingers pinching Big Bad Brooks' cheeks in, shaking the guy's head like a dog with a bone!
And Brooks slams a fist square into Omar's fleshy stomach! The ABV stumbles backwards, a WHOOF of air exploding from his lips!
LET'S GO BROOKS! LET'S GO BROOKS! LET'S GO BROOKS!
Seth Ericson: What a cheap shot!
Dick Morosi: Wh…what are you talking about? Omar shoved Brooks first! Omar was holding his face! This match was already underway!
Seth Ericson: Don’t try to shield the truth, Dick! Cheap shot!
Dick simply remains silent as Brooks, free from the grasp of Omar Wise, takes off to the ropes, coming back with a shoulderblock…that doesn’t send the ABV anywhere! Omar, having regained his composure, stood his ground as the 267-pounder slammed his body into him. Omar simply pointed at the ropes, and the camera at ringside was able to pick up his voice as he barked at his opponent.
Omar Wise: GO ON! TRY IT AGAIN!
Never one to back down from a challenge, Brooks takes off again, but instead finds himself having to duck under Omar’s massive arm! Bouncing off the opposite set of ropes, he leaps up into the air, catching a turning Omar with a clothesline! The big man stumbles slightly, but regains his balance before toppling down! Shaking his head slightly, this time it’s Brooks that points at the ropes!
Justin Brooks: C’MON! BRING IT!
Omar pauses, considering even taking Brooks up on the challenge. The fans, for their part, are getting into this back-and-forth…
RUN OMAR RUN! RUN OMAR RUN!
Even if it’s not clear they want him to run off the ropes or just run away. Omar then turns back toward Brooks, and simply UNLOADS with a huge right hand! As Chris Dawson (assigned in lieu of Brian Lowery) admonishes Omar for the closed fist, Brooks collapsed, caught off guard. Outside the ring, Donovan Torment had traded his makeshift pyrotechnic for his bullhorn, and he was making sure everyone knew what he was thinking.
Donovan Torment: OMAR WISE IS WAY TOO DAMN SMART FOR YOU PEOPLE, AND ESPECIALLY YOU JUSTIN BROOKS!
Dick Morosi: Will someone take that away from him?
Seth Ericson: Like who? Mandy Summers? She can’t come within a hundred feet of him! Richwine? He has a right to be down here at ringside, Dick, he has a valid manager’s license!
Dick Morosi: I might do it myself…take away your headset too.
Omar pushes Dawson aside, kicking Brooks with his tree trunk-like leg, sending Brooks rolling toward the ropes, holding his ribs. Reaching down to grab his head, Omar pulls his opponent up, pushing him back against the ropes. Reaching down, he wraps his arms around the waist of Brooks, picking him up like a small bag of junk, walking to the middle of the ring in a pendulum position! The fans let out a chorus of boos as Omar drops to one knee, and drops Justin across his other knee with a backbreaker!
Seth Ericson: This is what I like to see! Omar Wise, slowing things down to his pace, and he’s going to grind down Justin Brooks!
Dick Morosi: Brooks is in a bad place right now, he needs to find a way out.
Seth Ericson: There isn’t gonna be a way out, Dick. There just isn’t.
After having shoved Brooks’ limp form off of his knee, Omar stood back up, howling down at the fallen Brooks.
Omar Wise: WHERE’S YOUR POWER NOW? WHERE’S YOUR STRENGTH? YOU GOT NOTHING!
Immediately, Omar raises his large arm and drops an elbow on the prone body of Justin Brooks! Omar climbs back up to his feet, only to drop another huge elbow across the chest of Brooks! Up again, and this time Omar backs up to the ropes, lightly bouncing off before going for a third elbow…
Dick Morosi: He missed! One too many tries for the elbow drop, and Omar Wise is on the ground! Justin Brooks is trying to get up; he needs to get to his feet!
Seth Ericson: Dick, stop being such a cheerleader!
Brooks is up on the ropes as Omar is getting to his feet, shaking out his arm. Scowling at Brooks, Omar walks towards him with obvious bad intentions! But Justin is ready, and fires off a forearm into the face of the Assault Breacher Vehicle, stumbling him! A second forearm, and Omar takes another step back! Both men reach the center of the ring, and Justin rears back for a third forearm…only to find something else hitting Omar’s head.
His own head.
Seth Ericson: YEAH! Headbutt! I love that move!
Dick Morosi: Who’s the cheerleader now, Seth?
Seth Ericson: Shut up, Dick! This is great!
The THUD was audible to the back rows of the RIMAC, and Justin fell back, stunned. Omar was slightly less stunned, however, and steps to Justin, again screaming at him.
Omar Wise: WHAT YOU THINK YOU’RE BETTER? BETTER THAN ME? HELL NO!
Wise wraps his massive arms around the waist of Justin Brooks, first lifting him up in a Bearhug! After shaking Brooks around in his grasp for a few moments, Omar turns and brings Justin over in a belly-to-belly suplex, bringing his full weight down on the ribs of his opponent! Omar comes up to his knees for just a moment before falling back down on top for a cover;
ONE…
TWO…
THR-KICKOUT!
Dick Morosi: I thought that was it, but no! Justin Brooks gets his shoulder up just in time! A lot of tenacity being shown by Brooks, Seth.
Seth Ericson: Hah! Tenacity. Idiocy is more like it, Dick! He should’ve stayed down!
Omar, frustrated, rises to his feet, nudging the prone body of Brooks with his foot; he’s not quite willing to try another elbow drop, instead egging Brooks to his feet. At ringside, though, it’s Donovan Torment who is doing the yelling.
Donovan Torment: COME ON, BROOKS! GET UP, GET UP AND FACE YOUR DESTRUCTION! YOUR ENDING!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
The fans boo both Torment and his charge, as Brooks gets up to his hands and knees. Before he can get himself up the rest of the way, though, Omar is there to pick him up! Omar simply reaches down, and picks Brooks up into a gorilla press! Flashbulbs go off around the arena at this show of strength, as Omar turns to a couple different sides of the ring, soaking in the attention before simply stepping forward, letting Brooks go and leaving him nowhere to go but down! This time Omar turns, bouncing off the ropes with more force than before, and coming down on Brooks’ body with a HUGE splash!
Dick Morosi: That…that might be it. Omar Wise has torn Justin Brooks apart so far, I don’t know what Brooks can do here.
Omar doesn’t roll him over for a cover, though, instead standing up and yelling again. This time, however, it’s to the crowd.
Omar Wise: I’M GONNA PUT HIM DOWN. PUT HIM OUT. ALL OF YOU ARE GONNA SEE THE END OF BROOKS!
During this time, however, Justin Brooks has pulled himself to his feet. Omar hears the cheers of the crowd, and takes an extra moment to soak them in before turning back around…
Dick Morosi: SPINEBUSTER! Justin Brooks with a big spinebuster! He’s not out of this yet!
Seth Ericson: A last gasp! A last grab at trying to win this match, but he’ll have to pull a lot more out of his bag of tricks to beat Omar Wise!
Brooks pops up from the spinebuster, letting out a roar that sends the crowd into an even bigger cheer! Omar Wise is fairly quick to rise to his feet, only to be met with right hands from Justin Brooks! Brooks ignores the referee’s warnings of closed fists, and forces Wise back to the ropes. Using a full complement of his muscles, Brooks whips his opponent into the ropes! Upon his return, Omar finds Brooks waiting, using the momentum given by the irish whip to catch Omar with a belly to belly suplex of his own!
Dick Morosi: Justin Brooks is on a roll! Belly to belly suplex has Wise down, and the fans are on their feet here in the RIMAC!
JUS-TIN BROOKS! JUS-TIN BROOKS!
Donovan Torment: HEY HEY HEY! SHUT YOUR MOUTHS! JUST A MATTER OF TIME UNTIL OMAR SHUTS ALL OF YOU UP!
Brooks again rises to his feet, but the adrenaline already appears to be lowering, as his moments have slowed back down. Still, however, he drops to a ready position, motioning for Omar to get up and face what’s coming to him! Wise, to his credit, rolled to the ropes, pulling himself up. The wind has been knocked out of Omar, and as he stands, he’s taking deep breaths through his mouth. At ringside, without his bullhorn on, Donovan Torment is yelling encouragement to his client.
Seth Ericson: Look out, Omar!
Justin heads over, tired of waiting on his opponent! He spins Omar around, and tries to lift him up for the Hook and Ladder! The crowd roars, flashbulbs going off as he raises Omar onto his shoulders! But he’s too close to the ropes, and Donovan Torment is able to reach in, grabbing Justin’s foot! Caught off guard, Brooks drops his opponent off his shoulders, turning his attention to the slimeball at ringside!
Dick Morosi: Donovan Torment, getting involved again!
Seth Ericson: Again? This is the first time I can remember him ever getting involved in…well, ANY match, Dick! I see you’re eating the lines fed to you by Jonathan Collins!
As Justin yells down at Donovan Torment, Torment takes to his bullhorn again to yell back at Brooks.
Donovan Torment: YOU’RE NOTHING, BROOKS! OMAR’S GONNA FINISH YOU OFF HERE IN JUST A SECOND, JUST YOU WAIT!
It’s almost enough for Brooks to not see Omar coming, but he’s able to duck out of the way just in time, and Omar simply hits the ropes! Justin slips behind him, and tries to summon that superhuman strength one more time, trying for a GERMAN SUPLEX on Omar Wise! But it’s not to be, as he can’t lift the big man off the ground!
Seth Ericson: Hah! He used all his power for a move he didn’t even hit! What an idiot!
Dick Morosi: The match, taking its toll on both men, and right now it’s clear that Justin Brooks is the worse for wear!
Stepping away from Omar, Brooks can be seen holding his ribs, still hurt from earlier. Omar has recovered, though, and turns, seeing a chance to end things! Brooks turns away, proving a massive mistake, as Omar Wise scoops him up in his torture rack!
Dick Morosi: ENHANCED INTERROGATION! That Torture Rack put many lesser men away in New York, and Omar Wise wants to use it to make Justin Brooks submit!
Brooks' shouts of pain can be heard throughout the RIMAC, even above the raucous crowd! At ringside, the bullhorn continues to allow Donovan Torment to be the loudest man in the arena.
Donovan Torment: GIVE IT UP, BROOKS, IT'S OVER! IT'S OVERRRRRR HAHAHAHA!!!
But the man in the rack refuses to quit! Slowly but surely, Omar's grip begins to fail him, and he ends up dropping Brooks behind him, shaking his arms out as Justin clutches his ribs.
Seth Ericson: He's an idiot for not quitting, he's probably got a couple of broken ribs!
Omar again comes back to Brooks, picking him up...and getting caught with a small package!
ONE!
TWO!
THRRR-NO!
Dick Morosi: Omar Wise almost got caught off guard there! Justin Brooks had him wrapped up, but just couldn't hold the cover for that half-second longer that he needed to!
Omar is immediately back up, and SLAMS his fist into the cheek of Justin Brooks! Picking him up quickly, Omar scoops Brooks onto his shoulder, backing up a couple of steps and pointing to the opposite corner. He takes off, slamming the body of Justin Brooks between him and the turnbuckles...
Seth Ericson: SHOCK...
...then backing off, still holding his foe, and turning into another running powerslam!
Seth Ericson: ...AND AWE! THAT'S GOTTA BE IT!
Omar stays on top for the cover...
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
Omar gets up onto his feet, sweat pouring down his head, as Donovan Torment scrambles into the ring to be at his side as Chris Dawson raises the massive arm of Omar Wise.
David Zinkus: Here is your winner...THE ASSAULT BREACHER VEHICLE, OMARRRRRR WIIIIIISE!
Dick Morosi: A big advantage taken in Block A of the Winter Road Tournament! Omar Wise has a win, Justin Brooks...he's looking up from the bottom.
Seth Ericson: Just like he is now, Dick! JUST LIKE THAT. Justin Brooks knew what he was getting himself into, and look at him!
Wise quickly pushes the referee away, and begins to kick at the body of Justin Brooks! Torment, to his part, has stopped yelling through his bullhorn, but instead is waving for a man who has jumped over the security railing!
Dick Morosi: What is this? Seth, what's going on, who is that?
Seth Ericson: I was talking to Donovan earlier today, he said he had a surprise for Justin Brooks and EXODUS Pro...but he didn't say what, or I guess who! I don't know who this guy is either, Dick.
The man, with his long hair pulled back in a ponytail so as to not get it tangled in his beard, rolls Justin onto his stomach before hooking in a full nelson camel clutch! Brooks is screaming in pain, a camera giving a closeup of his face, and Torment begins berating the fallen Big Bad Brooks as the show goes off the air.