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Post by EXODUS Office on Jan 29, 2014 0:34:26 GMT -6
WRESTLER'S STATSReal Name: Brandon Banks In-Ring Name: Brandon Banks Nicknames: BB, Banksy, Killah B Date of Birth: 12/18/1987 Height: 6'1 Weight: 197lbs Hometown: Jersey City, NJ Personality: Very cocky. A bit gloomy and sarcastic. Quirky. Cold towards most. Very protective/overprotective of those he cares about. He's the type of guy you don't fuck with. A guy that demands respect, because he always shows it.. Until you rub him the wrong way. Once you get on his shitlist, it's nearly impossible to get off. Other than that, he's a regular guy who smokes a lot of weed, has a lot of tattoos and plans on getting more. Loves sex and money. One of his main mottos.. #SexMoneyWeed.. In that order. There's a significant difference between the Brandon you see on Disclosure, and Brandon outside of wrestling. Outside, he does a lot of charity work and gets along with everyone. Inside the ring? He's a prick. He's hated for his attitude, cockiness, arrogance, but more importantly.. His confidence. He knows exactly what buttons to push and usually crosses the line. Right now, Banks is in weird place in his mind state. Physical Description: Toned. Bearded/Sometimes not. Lots of tattoos. Black hair. Eyes always cloudy. Ethnicity: White Pic Base: Yelawolf WRESTLER'S IN-RING INFOAlignment: -3 Superheel. There's people BB will be nice to, but for the most part, he's a huge prick. Wrestling Style: Balanced/Athletic/Speedy/Daredevil Strengths: Strikes, especially kicks. Transition Moves and reversals. He's also willing to take a huge spot just to win a match. He's fast as hell, slick, and a quick thinker. He knows what to expect at what times. Weaknesses: Head shots due to concussions in the past. Skinny as hell, so it's easy to toss him around the ring and moves have a bigger impact on him. (Mainly due to good selling, of course) He won't punch a female in the face, but other than that.. Fair game in competition. The spots he attempts fail at times, causing him to feel significant damage, possibly match ending. Is easily distracted by oppositions managers and it could cost him. Entrance Theme: Slaughterhouse - Rescue Me Entrance Description: www.youtube.com/watch?v=wlHVh4CPFGgSo can you rescue me...[/b][/div]
[i]The arena goes completely dark, and the crowd erupts just as the visuals of Brandon Banks hit the tron. The sound of thunder and lightning overpower the noise of the crowd, while "Rescue Me" by Slaughterhouse plays over the PA system. A silver triangle replaces the video package on the tron, becoming the only source of light in the arena.
[div align="center"][b]Because my ship is sinking... And I'm drowning at sea... So can you rescue me, from me... Can you rescue me...?[/b][/div]
[i]The fans suddenly start to feel water come down onto them, almost as if it were raining in the building. Twenty-five seconds into the song, a yellow smoke begins to pour out of the ground. The triangle on the tron turns gold, with a spotlight hitting the top of the entrance ramp.[/i]
[div align="center"][b]I was losing my mind like I was trying to lose it Using my time for using, abusing my grind This is my own honest view of who I am behind this, music Ryan the whole bottle of patron Connoisseur At a point in time I thought I blew it, doing crime I would've washed a pill down with a shot of my own spinal fluid [/b][/div]
The spotlight continues to shine over the top of the entrance ramp as Brandon Banks slowly comes out onto the ramp, stopping just as soon as he's visible, with a zipped up sweatshirt, and his hood over his head. He walks into the spotlight and and paces toward the ring, dropping to his knees when he hits the top of ramp. He stares directly at the ring before bowing his head and closing his eyes, taking in the energy of the crowd. He feeds from the energy and slowly rises to his feet, his eyes examining the crowd. He smirks and holds his arms out to his sides as he walks down the aisle.[/i]
[div align="center"][b]And my momma knew it, she saw especially right through it That I wasn't protected because peer pressure be like do it But I couldn't fight through it, the beef started The streets caught up, at least we didn't get caught up in deceased orders[/b][/div]
[i]Banks shows no emotion as he continues his steady pace down the ramp, bringing his arms back down to his sides. He stops mid ramp, and again, tucks his head before, slowing his pace even more before making it to the ring steps. He walks up the staircase and walks toward the middle of the apron keeping, throwing his arms in the air, receiving a monstrous pop from the crowd.. He follows by him climbing to the top rope, and throwing up the 'roc' with his hands before looking down at the ring and jumping in.. Just as his feet touch the mat, Banks drops to his knees, and proceeds to lean back against the corner in typical form, waiting for the match to begin.[/i]
Manager: N/A Manager's Pic Base:
Ring Attire: Black/Gray/Yellow pants with stars on them tucked into basic black boots, with yellow kick pads on the boots. Black fingerless gloves on the hands, and black band around his right bicep with BB on it. Click Here
Out Of Ring Attire: Random hoodies and T-Shirts.. That's all he wears. Faded jeans or khaki shorts, with some kind of Jordans.
WRESTLER'S ARSENAL Common Moves Primary: 1. MAD (Most Amazing Dropkick) 2. FACIAL! (Busaiku Knee) 3. Hydro-T (Underhook-Cradle DDT) 4. Bang Bang - High Arc Double Footstomp Other: 6. Leg Lariat with Kick up afterward 6. Moonsault (On ground, Top rope standing, Top rope down. Outside ring.) 7. High Arc Corner Splash (Stinger Splash) 8. Yakuza Kick (Either while opponents in turnbuckle or standing in ring) 9. Springboard Blockbuster 10. Hurricanrana Driver 11. Outside Crescent Kick 12. Free Fall Flapjack 13. Stingbow {Springboard Diving Forearm Smash} 14. Clothesline from the top rope 15. Springboard Knee to the face 16. Jawbreaker 17. Sitout Scoop Slam (Juvi Driver) 18. Spinning neckbreaker 19. Dirty tactics (Eye rake, low blow, etc)
Trademark Moves 1. Buzzsaw Instead of Mist, BB uses water or Gatorade. Usually red gatorade from underneath the ring. 2. Eurodolo - Running Canadian Destroyer Link 3. BLUMPKIN DRIVAH!~ (Reverse Tombstone) 4. Late Charge - Somersault Leg drop (It's a finisher for matches where a big spot can come out of it.) 5. Buzzkiller - Pelee
Finishing Moves 1.Bank Shot Superkick - BB would either stomp his foot in the corner, or the move can come out of nowhere.) 2. Triangle Chipmunk Trap - This comes from the mount. Banks usually does it when someone goes for a pin attempt, getting the opponent unexpectedly.)
Super Finisher 1.No Ceilings DDT - 720 DDT (Due to the degree of difficulty to pull off this move, BB will only use it when he's desperate.) - Description --> Click Here
Biography: You'll know my story.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Jan 29, 2014 0:33:45 GMT -6
Personal Information Name: Alexis Email: theglambert09@aim.com, alexisterry1991@yahoo.com Previous E-Wrestling Experience: 12 Years Instant Messenger Names (MSN, AIM, Yahoo): AIM: theglambert09 Yahoo: alexisterry1991
"I am the greatest professional wrestler, man or woman, to ever grace a squared circle. I am like the Beatles sans the coke problem. Actually, f@$k it, with the Cocaine problem" - Alexis Terry, 14th December 2013Character Info Name: Alexis Terry Height: 5'6 Weight: 120lbs Hometown: Newcastle, England Alignment: -5 * Alignment follows a different idea in EXODUS than simply "face" or "heel." Characters are placed on a scale ranging from a -5 (Full on heel), through 0 (Complete Tweener with no allegiances), all the way to +5 (Full on face). We would appreciate if you would also attempt to explain why you think your character deserves their spot on the scale, though it's not required. Entrance Music: "Falling Down (Instrumental)" By Oasis Entrance Description: A clam take overs the gathered audience as they await in a certain anticipation for arrival of "England's Most Glamorous Export". [a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-h9oCiv9W8"]"Falling Down (Instrumental)" By Oasis [/a]cues and the stage lights dim to a neon purple. Smoke fills the ramp area and stage as Alexis Terry emerges from the smoke with a smirk upon her face. The crowd boos heavily but Alexis' face remains the same - a cold, arrogant look cemented on her mug.
[font size="4"][i]"And from Newcastle, England - she is 'England's Most Glamorous Export', ALEXISSSSSS TERRRRRY"[/i][/font]
Alexis tilts her head back allowing the hood of her ring jacket to slide off her skull. She throws her arms into the air and looks up closing her eyes to take in the roar of the crowd. She then begins to move her feet, crossing enemy lines to head to the ring. She slides in and quickly removes her jacket as she lets it slip out of her hand and hit the ground. She kicks it out of the ring and heads to the corner awaiting for the contest to begin.
Physical Appearance: Layla El Ring Attire: Click Hur <3 Gimmick: See Below Personality: Alexis is a spoiled rich snob from a wealthy family. Her father is a political power figure in her home country of England and her mum is a former model/actress. She gets her personality mainly from her mother. If need be, Alexis would stab her own mother in the back if it meant getting what she wanted. She has no friends in the business and has been known to use her looks to get not only men but women to help her further her career. Alexis is good and isn't afraid to gloat about it. List up to three strengths of your character; they can be in-ring related, personality related, whatever you think helps define your character: 1. Ruthless 2. Wealthy - Alexis has been known to buy people off from time to time.. 3. Experience - has been wrestling for quiet some time List up to three weaknesses of your character: 1. Alexis is her own worst enemy. A lot of her plans are not the most thought out and will blow up in her face. 2. Impatient - When she wants something, she wants it now. 3. Size Biography: CLICK HUR D:Wrestling Style: Technical, Brawler Finishers 1. Most Glamorous Moonsault Ever - Top Rope Moonsault to Downed Opponent Signature Moves 1. Flawless Victory - Gail Kim's Eat Defeat Regular Moves You don't need to fill out all the slots for moves. 1. Running bulldog 2. Shining Wizard 3. Vertical Suplex 4. One Legged Boston Crab 5. Piledriver 6. Dragon Sleeper 7. Dropkick to the face of a seated opponent 8. Armbar 9. Camel Clutch 10. Northern Lights Suplex
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Post by EXODUS Office on Jan 29, 2014 0:32:51 GMT -6
Personal InformationName: Elle. Email: PM me for it. Previous E-Wrestling Experience: 3+ Years. Instant Messenger Names (MSN, AIM, Yahoo): Again, PM me for it. (: Character InfoName: Kandi Sinclair. Height: 5'7". Weight: 110 Pounds. Hometown: Orange County, CA. Alignment: Face. +1 * Alignment follows a different idea in EXODUS than simply "face" or "heel." Characters are placed on a scale ranging from a -5 (Full on heel), through 0 (Complete Tweener with no allegiances), all the way to +5 (Full on face). We would appreciate if you would also attempt to explain why you think your character deserves their spot on the scale, though it's not required.Entrance Music: "DR Feel Good" - RaNia. Entrance Description: Flashing pink and white strobed lights accompany "DR Feel Good" by RaNia as it blasts through the speakers in the arena. Fans erupt in cheers almost immediately, as EXODUS resident 'it' girl, Kandi Sinclair, makes her way onto the entrance ramp with one hand placed firmly on her hip while the other is playing with a strand of her long, brown locks.
[i]Doctor, doctor give me something to make me feel good, Not just a regular prescription today.[/i]
Without hesitation, she begins to make her way to the ring, taking in the applause and the desperate attempts of fans reaching out their hands for her to touch. Reaching the ringside, she pulls herself up onto the apron, turning to look at the audience for a moment as a little mischievous smirk begins to form on the corners of her lips. Placing one of her legs over the middle rope until she is caught in between the apron and the ring, she pauses for a moment before lifting the other over the rope and moving to the center of the ring.
[i]I need a fi-fi-fi-fix, Some type of d-d-d-drug.[/i]
Running both of her hands through her hair, she then raises both of them into the air before moving to the ropes and leaning with her back turned against them. With both hands placed firmly on her hips, her eyes are fixated on the entrance ramp as she awaits her opponent. Physical Appearance: Picture Base - Jessica Burciaga.
Ring Attire: Or lack of, more like. Kandi's ring attire usually consists of various cropped tops and tight short-shorts, along with white knee high boots. Click here for an example of something similar to what she'd wear. Gimmick: EXODUS' resident 'it' girl, 'Miss Materialistic'. Personality: Typically, Kandi is portrayed as a rather controversial, sultry and extremely power-hungry young diva who feels as though the entire roster should acknowledge her. However since she's debuting as a face, she's adopted more of a fan-friendly approach for the time being. She's feisty, and is notorious for using her sex appeal to her advantage. List up to three strengths of your character; they can be in-ring related, personality related, whatever you think helps define your character:1. Sex appeal. It is safe to say that anyone who isn't visually impaired would agree that God spent more time whenever he was creating her. She's well aware of it, and will use her sex appeal in situations only where it is beneficial to her. 2. Confidence. Although new to the promotion, she'll act as though she has been a part of it from the get-go. She's just as confident as she is opinionated, and most of the time this confidence is mistaken for arrogance. 3. Tactics. Playing 'fair' can only get you so far, so she has no problem using 'dirty' tactics and maneuvers in matches and so on if it means it will push her forward. It's safe to say she'd much rather be the person walking all over someone than be the one who is being walked all over by someone else. List up to three weaknesses of your character:1. Stubborn. She has this 'my way or no way' approach to most situations, and sometimes than can backfire. 2. Size. Obviously her size puts her at a clear disadvantage in comparison to most of the roster, in both height and weight. 3. Experience. Having spent most of her career as a manager/valet, she's again at a disadvantage compared to most of the roster. Biography: Born in Orange County, CA, Kandice Sinclair entered the world of wrestling under the stage name 'Miss Kandi' as a manager with little in-ring experience. She's worked for several promotions as a manager/valet, gaining notoriety for her vicious ringside tactics and has always been a 'fan favorite heel', largely due to the fact that most members of the audience are male. She made her official in-ring debut in early 2013, using her signature dirty tactics and maneuvers to secure victories. Outside of wrestling, she's perhaps most recognized for her famed pictorials in both Blender and Playboy, and was named 'Playmate of the Month' for its February 2013 issue. Wrestling Style: Mixed, Dirty. Finishers1. Bitch Kick. ( Heel kick, Maryse style ) 2. Kandi Rain. ( Inverted Legdrop Bulldog ) Signature Moves1. Kandilicious. ( Corner Hanging Neckscissors ) 2. Sugar Rush. ( Forward Russian Legsweep ) 3. Lick My Wrapper. ( Stinkface ) Regular Moves You don't need to fill out all the slots for moves.1. Hair-pull Snapemare. 2. Bicycle Kick. 3. Headscissors Takedown. 4. Corner Foot Choke. 5. Handspring Splash. 6. Snap DDT. 7. Cartwheel Evasion. 8. Diving Crossbody. 9. Sit-out Facebuster. 10. Wheelbarrow Bulldog. 11. Hurricanrana. 12. Lou Thesz Press. 13. Savate Kick. 14. Eye Rake. 15. Low Blow. 16. Snap Suplex. 17. Sunset Flip. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. 23. 24. 25.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Jan 29, 2014 0:32:31 GMT -6
Personal Information Name: Matt Email: cmatthews91@aim.com Previous E-Wrestling Experience: Writing since 2009. Ran Insurgency Wrestling for 2 years or so. Instant Messenger Names (MSN, AIM, Yahoo): cmatthews91 on AIM, but you'll have to specifically tell me to log on, because otherwise I never use it. Weird as it is, twitter is probably your best bet if you need to get hold of me in a hurry. Character Info Name: William Darlington Height: 6'3 Weight: 250 lbs Hometown: London, England Alignment: -2. While William certainly has the capacity to be a good, genuine person, his personality and upbringing makes for a much better heel persona. Entrance Music: "Brandenberg Concerto #3" -J.S Bach (Sped up: www.youtube.com/watch?v=lhXHMzSOK5c)Entrance Description: [i] As the classical music hits, William saunters out onto the stage, one hand held behind his back, the other at his stomach, looking around at the audience. He smiles at his own music, briefly moving his front hand back and forth as though conducting a symphony, before returning to his proper stance and heading towards the ring. He slowly walks down the ramp, occasionally stopping to stare at a fan, shaking his head sadly. William climbs up onto the apron, and gently kneels on it for a moment. He crosses himself briefly before stepping between the ropes into the ring. Here, he stands, his arms held neatly behind his back, awaiting the beginning of the match. [/i] Physical Appearance: Paul Walker* (see endnote) Ring Attire: Wears white wrestling trunks with matching white boots and elbow pads. Often, the boots are marked with the Union Jack. Gimmick: British nobility. Personality: The Darlington family is extremely old-fashioned in their mannerisms and child-rearing, which has made William a caricature of sorts of English life. William's personality is shaped by a world of political treachery, familial tensions, and the fact that he's been pitched headfirst from a sheltered wealthy English life to a modern-America where nobody really gives a shit and just thinks he's a guy that talks funny. List up to three strengths of your character; they can be in-ring related, personality related, whatever you think helps define your character: 1. Strategist - William is a naturally intelligent individual, but his recent training has helped him to unlock his potential to be a true master of psychology, both in and out of the ring. 2. Thuggish - William was a skilled rugby player, and may have gone pro if he hadn't found his knack for wrestling. He utilizes his skill at rugby in the ring. 3. Intense Determination - When William sets his sights on something, it's extremely difficult, if not impossible, to tear him from it. This can turn into a curse as well (see below). List up to three weaknesses of your character: 1. Prone to Anger - William's downfall is his tendency to snap and lash out if things are going downhill. Out of the ring, this can cause obvious issues. In the ring, it tends to lead to mistakes as he's blinded by rage. 2. Condescending - The man naturally assumes he's better than anyone he comes across. If he doesn't take an opponent as seriously as he should, this can be problematic. 3. Zealous Determination - It is near impossible to break William's spirit. This can spell disaster when his mind demands something his body physically cannot take. Biography: William was born to the wealthy Darlington household, where he was taught the prim and proper ways of English nobility. While the Darlington's had long been wealthy, it was his father, Arthur Darlington II who had raised the family name to new heights through an international shipping business. William's mother was never around; she died during childbirth bringing William's younger brother into the world. William was only two. Arthur Darlington passed when William was thirteen, leaving the family fortune to him, and leaving William orphaned. From there, he was taken in by the Daringtons' close family friend, Lord Edward Blackwell, and there William stayed until he was of age. Under Blackwing's roof, William learned to play rugby, and found he had a knack for it, becoming the star player of the county league, while Edward's son, Ian, made a name as a wrestler. When Ian introduced William to the sport, William found it was very easy to incorporate his rugby skills into a wresting style, and together, he and Ian made quite a name on the British independent scene. Shortly after, Ian looked to America, where he believed greater fame awaited him. The Blackwings, Darlington, and Blackwing's associate, Duke Reginald Chesterfield, head out to the US, where they were quickly signed on and made their mark as the Right Honourable Gentlemen. After a short run, the team disbanded, and none of the old RHG have been seen since...until now. Wrestling Style: William is primarily a brawler, but is very efficient with throws and pure mat wrestling. He rarely, if ever, utilizes an aerial style. Finishers 1. London Falling (Tigerbomb) 2. Crossface Signature Moves 1. Running boot 2. Triple powerbomb 3. The Coronation (RARE. Armed with a cricket bat, William forces his opponent to his knees. He brings the bat down gently across each shoulder as though knighting the opponent, then cracks the bat over the opponent's head) Regular Moves 1. Running shoulder block 2. Backbreaker 3. Torture rack 4. Running knee 5. Various suplexes 6. Various elbow strikes 7. Various knee strikes 8. Piledriver 9. DDT 10. Neckbreaker 11. Powerslam 12. Russian Legsweep 13. Full Nelson 14. Cobra Clutch 15. Standing elbow drop 16. Running elbow smash 17. Back suplex 18. STO 19. European Uppercut * - I listed Paul Walker because that was the base I used the last time I ran the Darlington character. Due to Walker's recent passing, though, I completely understand if this is an issue. If so, I'll gladly change this to Stephen Amell (or, if there's a better suggestion, I'd love to hear it. I hadn't given much thought to this).
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Post by EXODUS Office on Jan 29, 2014 0:31:46 GMT -6
Personal Information Name: Oh come on. Really? Email: HAHAHAHAHA!! Nope. Previous E-Wrestling Experience: More than you Instant Messenger Names (MSN, AIM, Yahoo): You should already know this stuff. Character Info Name: “The Fallen Angel” Angela Jameson Height: 5’6” Weight: 125lbs Hometown: Savannah, Georgia Alignment: 0 (Throughout her entire career, she has been the antithesis of a fan favorite. She has made it a point to not concern herself with the opinions of the wrestling fans. Her actions in and out of the ring have only cemented herself as one of the most despised figures in the business. Recently however, her alliances with a few members of the EXODUS roster have shifted her tendencies to the solid middle. She will go to the very end of the negative scale if necessary though.) Entrance Music: "South Of Heaven" by SlayerEntrance Description: [[The fans in the arena are eagerly anticipating the next thing to happen when all of a sudden, the lights are cut off sharply, causing the fans to murmur among them as to what is happening. As they continue to wonder, a solitary guitar riff echoes throughout the arena, furthering the confusion of those in attendance. As the riff keeps playing, the clash of a bass guitar and the beat of drums chime in, and red spotlights begin to pulsate in perfect sync with the beat of the music. While this is going on, the eerie voice of Tom Araya breaks through, reaching the audience.]]
"An unforeseen future nestled somewhere in time.
Unsuspecting victims, no warnings, no signs.
Judgment day the second coming arrives.
Before you see the light you must DIE!!!"
[[As soon as the final word is uttered, the loud crash of the drums and guitar signal a brilliant white light to take over the arena, truly kicking off “South of Heaven” by Slayer. Once the light fades out, it has been replaced by blood red lights. Spotlights frame the aisle and begin to pulse with the music. A few seconds pass and out from behind the curtains emerges ‘The Fallen Angel’ Angela Jameson. She steps out onto the stage, clad in her purple and black entrance robe, the hood coming down to just below her eyebrows. Her crystal blue eyes show little emotion as she stands there, surveying the scene for a moment before moving slowly down the aisle, the fans showering her with a loud chorus of boos. Her arms remain at her sides as her laser-like gaze remains focused on the ring as she climbs the steps slowly. She stands on the apron, with her back resting slightly on the ropes and glances to her right and left before reaching up with her right hand and yanking back the hood. As soon as she yanks the hood back, the lights slowly return to normal. Angela then steps through the bottom and middle ropes. Standing up tall in the ring, she quickly undoes her robe and hands it to the stagehand before slowly pacing around the ring as her music starts to fade out.]]
Physical Appearance: Amy Lee (lead singer of Evanescence) Ring Attire: A pair of form fitting midnight purple pants that sit somewhat low on the hips. A black and silver flame design climbs from the bottom of the pants to the hips. A low cut sleeveless purple top that falls to about five inches above the waist of the pants, showing off her not so shockingly toned stomach. The legs of the pants came down over the front of her black wrestling boots. She wears a pair of black knee pads underneath the ring pants and a pair of black elbow pads. Gimmick: Tough as nails veteran who will do any and everything to get the job done inside of the ring. She takes crap from absolutely no one. Personality: Inside of the ring, she is calculated and extremely cerebral. She is as dangerous as they come. Outside of the ring, she has her circle of friends that she trusts as well as her family. She does tend to build up walls around her, keeping certain things guarded. List up to three strengths of your character; they can be in-ring related, personality related, whatever you think helps define your character: 1. Longevity. Angela is going on her 16th year in the business and has pretty much seen and done it all. She is never one to make a mistake, or admit if she made one either. 2. Confidence. There are people who are confident in their abilities, and then there is Angela. She is a rare breed of wrestler who can back up each and every thing that comes out of her mouth in regards to her skills. That alone makes her a dangerous threat. 3. Versatility. Angela has been trained in a wide variety of wrestling styles, ranging from high flying to brawling to a very Joshi-inspired technical game. She very much can do it all. List up to three weaknesses of your character: 1. Right shoulder. Her right shoulder was practically torn from its socket during a match a couple of years ago by two overenthusiastic clods. Two surgeries later she has regained full use of it, but sometimes there is still a nagging pain that won’t go away, especially during a match. This has resulted in her drastically altering her longstanding finishing move. 2. Temper. Like most people, Angela gets angry from time to time. But with her being a full blooded Spaniard, she tends to take things to a few levels above normal. When she reaches the level where people provoke her enough, she brings new meaning to the term Spanish Fury. 3. Ego. Let’s face it. You can’t be in the wrestling business and NOT have an ego. Angela is no different. Her ego has gotten her into more than her fair share of jams in her career and has gotten her into some trouble. It is part of who she is. Biography: Coming soon. Wrestling Style: Strong Style All-Rounder. Finishers 1. Fall from Grace (Primary Finisher)( Victory Star Drop) 2. The Widow Maker (Secondary finisher) ( Leg Trap Sunset Flip Powerbomb) 3. Santa Muerte (Submission finisher) ( Surfboard Chickenwing) (at the :40 mark) Signature Moves1. Bittersweet Serenade ( Skytwister Press) 2. Downward Spiral ( Fire Valley)(At the 2:23 mark) 3. End Of Days ( Royal Butterfly) Regular Moves You don't need to fill out all the slots for moves. 1) Snap mare 2) Spinning heel kick 3) Backbreaker 4) Split legged moonsault 5) Hurricanrana 6) Handspring elbow 7) Fisherman’s suplex 8) Enziguri 9) Elevated dropkick 10) Side Russian Legsweep 11) Spinebuster 12) Suicide dive 13) Lou Thez press 14) German suplex 15) Back body drop 16) Knife edge chop 17) Arm drag takedown 18) Roundhouse kick 19) Hammerlock 20) Swinging neckbreaker
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Post by EXODUS Office on Jan 29, 2014 0:31:20 GMT -6
Personal Information Name: Jon Email: nate@thechapelshow.com Previous E-Wrestling Experience: GDW, SCW, DRWF, so many I’d be here all day. Instant Messenger Names (MSN, AIM, Yahoo): Yahoo: Furyinc2000
Character Info Name: Nathan Chapel D.O.B: November 18th, 1992 (21Years old) Height: 5’10” Weight: 186lbs Hometown: North London, England Alignment: 0 – Opted for this as he and his wife haven’t established any sort of fan base as of yet due to being new.
Entrance Music: Cynics & Critics by Icon for Hire
Entrance Description:
As the spotlights flash across the stage and the video screens come to life, “Cynics and Critics” by Icon For Hire hits the PA system.
[i]“We’re not cynics; we just don’t believe a word you say We’re not critics, we just hate it all anyway”[/i]
As the music continues blaring, Nate and Lexy Chapel walk out on to the stage, each carrying with them a camera-phone. They each stand on different sides of the stage at first, looking out over the fans and both filming them, before Nate turns and Lexy runs at him, leaping in to his arms and kissing him passionately on the stage.
[div align="center"][b][font size="5"]. T H E . C H A P E L . S H O W .[/font][/b][/div]
They both make their way to the ring as the music continues to play, filming the fans as they walk down to the ring and posing on the entrance ramp together. As the chorus of the song begins, both slide in to the ring and climb up on to opposite corners, filming the fans again with their phones before turning and filming each other.
[i]“Oh this is all we know Oh tragic and miserable We’re not cynics; we just don’t believe a word you say We’re not critics, we just hate it all anyway Oh this is all we’ve got Oh we do what we’ve been taught We’re not cynics; we just don’t believe a word you say We’re not critics, we just hate it all anyway”[/i]
They both jump down from their corners and walk to the middle of the ring where Nate grabs Lexy and spins her around before kissing her again. He hands his phone to her and his jacket as he sits on the middle rope allowing Lexy to exit the ring. He then walks to his corner and begins pulling at the ropes before getting himself mentally ready for the match ahead of him. Physical Appearance: Stylish yet handsome young man with slim athletic build, styled brown hair (sometimes slicked back). While hosting The Chapel Show he wears suits, but don’s casual wear all other times.
Ring Attire: Hands are wrapped in black bandage and tape, he carries an elbow pad on his right arm along with a Black tights with gold trim, situated along the legs is “CHAPEL”. Finishing off the look are a pair of gold knee pads and black wrestling boots with gold laces.
Gimmick: Nathan Chapel is second generation superstar who is looking to make a name for himself in the United States pro wrestling circuit along with his wife (Alexandra Chapel). To do this he is using the internet and social media platforms such as Twitter, YouTube to get their name out there with the Chapel Show and along with that of course there is the wrestling, which he is incredibly adept at.
Personality: Confidence, carefree and blunt is just a few things that describe Nathan Chapel and co-host of the Chapel Show. Many of which translate to Nathan Chapel the Wrestler, however you can add loyalty and respect to that list. For once he accepts you into his circle, Nathan will go to bat for that person and this is evident with his love for his wife Alexandra (Lexy).
Strengths: 1. Speed & Agility 2. In sync with his wife when teaming with her, quick tags, knows what the others thinking, etc. 3. Quick on his feet, in the sense that he will switch moves on the fly.
Weaknesses: 1. His mouth, it will get him into trouble. 2. Larger muscular opponents he can struggle against when going toe to toe. 3. Alexandra Chapel, there is very little he wouldn’t do to protect his wife which can lead to questionable moments.
Biography: Making his professional wrestling debut in 1979, there were few better known in the British and European wrestling markets in the 80’s and 90’s than Victor Chapel, better known by his ring name Victor Vicious. He lived up to that name as well, dominating opponents with vicious tactics and becoming one of the most hated wrestlers in Europe. Alongside his manager and girlfriend Panther (Helen Brooke), there were few who could even stand up to the dominant Brit aside from rival Union Jack. Vicious and Jack never got along, but when Panther left Vicious for Jack in the early 80’s a lifelong hatred between the two of them started.
On November 18th, 1992, Victor’s son Nathan was born. Nathan was the youngest of four children, including two older sisters and an older brother. Nathan grew up in the spotlight thanks to his father’s continuing career, often seen in tabloids in the United Kingdom alongside the rest of his family, but he never let it bother him. He started training in professional wrestling when he was just seven years old, alongside his family, and was said to be one of the potential brightest stars of his generation. Big things were expected of the second generation wrestling prodigy, but Nathan never wanted to follow in the footsteps of his infamous father and wanted to find a way to carve out his own legacy, so instead of joining the wrestling business full time when he turned eighteen, Nathan instead enrolled in university.
It was at university in North London where he first met Alexandra Adams, the daughter of Union Jack. Things were very odd between them at first due to the history of extreme hatred between their families, but Nate and Lexy couldn’t ever bring themselves to hate one another as they both knew they should. There was never a time when it wasn’t complicated between the two of them, but when they started to fall for each other Nate knew that his life was about to change in a way he never could have predicted. Rather than deal with the judgement of his family, Nate eloped with Lexy to Las Vegas, Nevada, where they were married on November 1st, 2013. Knowing that marrying the daughter of his father’s greatest rival would mean he couldn’t go back home now, Nate and Lexy decided to use the knowledge they’d learned throughout their childhoods to start their own legacy, in the United States, where Nate’s father was never able to break in. Forming The Chapel Show, Nate and Lexy’s first destination on their new career is now Exodus Pro...
Wrestling Style: Technical
Finishers 1. #O M G - Inverted Three-Quarter Headlock Spinning Face plant 2. #Socially Locked – Fujiwa Armbar 3. #Ratings Winner – Suplex Lift Spinning Facebuster
Signature Moves 1. London Dungeon - Inverted Indian Deathlock 2. Star Struck - Super Kick 3. Hail Britannia – Split leg Moonsault
Regular Moves You don't need to fill out all the slots for moves. 1. Slingshot Dropkick 2. Over the Knee Neckbreaker 3. Cartwheel Death Valley Bomb 4. Jumping Leg Lariat 5. Head scissor take down 6. Arm Drag 7. Northern Lights Suplex 8. Bridging German Suplex 9. Dropkick 10. European Uppercut 11. Jumping Swinging Neckbreaker 12. Spinning Heel Kick 13. Diving/Springboard Cross Body 14. Rivera Cloverleaf 15. Cravate Suplex 16.Leaping Back Elbow 17. Spear 18. Moonsault 19. Knife-Edge Chop 20. Running Forearm 21. Springboard Forearm 22. Pele Kick 23. Chop Block 24. Tope Con Hilo 25. Single Arm DDT
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Post by EXODUS Office on Jan 29, 2014 0:30:55 GMT -6
Personal Information ------------------------- Name: Pete Email: lexy@thechapelshow.com Previous E-Wrestling Experience: E-Wrestling since 2001, so way too much! Instant Messenger Names: N/A
Character Info ------------------------- Name: Alexandra "Lexy" Chapel Height: 5'4" Weight: 114lbs Hometown: North London, England Alignment: 0 - Newcomer to the wrestling business, and not yet established. Twitter Account: @lexychapel
Entrance Music: "Cynics & Critics" by Icon For Hire
Entrance Description:
As the spotlights flash across the stage and the video screens come to life, “Cynics and Critics” by Icon For Hire hits the PA system.
[div align="center"][i]“We’re not cynics; we just don’t believe a word you say We’re not critics, we just hate it all anyway”[/i][/div] As the music continues blaring, Nate and Lexy Chapel walk out on to the stage, each carrying with them a camera-phone. They each stage on different sides of the stage at first, looking out over the fans and both filming the fans, before Nate turns and Lexy runs at him, leaping in to his arms and kissing him passionately on the stage.
[div align="center"][b][font size="5"]. T H E . C H A P E L . S H O W .[/font][/b][/div] They both make their way to the ring as the music continues to play, filming the fans as they walk down to the ring and posing on the entrance ramp together. As the chorus of the song begins, both slide in to the ring and climb up on to opposite corners, filming the fans again with their phones before turning and filming each other.
[i][div align="center"]“Oh this is all we know Oh tragic and miserable We’re not cynics; we just don’t believe a word you say We’re not critics, we just hate it all anyway Oh this is all we’ve got Oh we do what we’ve been taught We’re not cynics; we just don’t believe a word you say We’re not critics, we just hate it all anyway”[/div][/i] They both jump down from their corners and walk to the middle of the ring where Nate grabs Lexy and spins her around before kissing her again. He takes the phone from her and she removes her ring jacket before sliding over to her corner and jumping up on the turnbuckles, posing there again for a moment before flipping over backwards and readying herself for the match. Physical Appearance: At only 5'4", Lexy Chapel isn't physically intimidating but is stunningly beautiful.
Ring Attire: Black hot-pants and bra-top, with various patterns, and knee-high leather boots and kneepads.
Gimmick: The daughter of well-established British wrestling veterans Union Jack (Damien Adams) and Panther (Helen Brooke-Adams), Lexy is a second generation wrestling prodigy. Unwilling to make the same mistakes her parents made however, and having fallen for Nathan Chapel, son of Union Jack's greatest rival Victor Vicious (Victor Chapel), she eloped with him to America to start a new life, and begin their wrestling careers in the United States, where their parents were never able to establish themselves, using not only ExodusPro as their launching pad, but YouTube, Twitter and everything else the Internet has to offer.
Personality: Lexy has been described by many as "bubbly" and "out-going", and having grown up in the wrestling business lacks many of the fears that most have coming in to the business. Having been born in to the spotlight due to her parents' careers there is little that phases Lexy when it comes to public attention. She's extremely extrovert, bordering on exhibitionist, but yet she's fiercy loyal to those she loves, especially when it comes to her relationship with her new husband, Nathan Chapel.
Strengths: 1. Quick 2. Agile 3. Charismatic
Weaknesses: 1. Lacks physical strength 2. Refuses to give up 3. Inexperienced in high pressure situations
Biography: Throughout the 1970's, 1980's and 1990's there were few names in professional wrestling bigger than the name of Union Jack in the British and European wrestling scenes. A multiple time British Heavyweight Champion, Union Jack made a name for himself early in his career with a rivalry against fellow British star Victor Vicious, a rivalry they took to Japan in the 1980's as well. What started as a rivalry between the two of them turned to complete hatred between the two men when Victor's manager, Panther, left Vicious to join forces with Union Jack in the early 1980's, and the bad blood between the three individuals would never be calmed.
Born on October 26th, 1993, Alexandra Adams was the youngest daughter of Union Jack (Damien Adams) and Panther (Helen Brooke-Adams), the youngest of three children including older brothers Damien Adams Jr. and Harry Adams, both of whom entered the wrestling business in the mid-2000's, as Britannic and The British Lion respectively. Lexy grew up in the middle of the feud between her family and the Chapel family, which made it incredibly weird for her when she found herself at the same university in North London as Victor Vicious' youngest son Nathan. Despite the initial distrust between the two of them they quickly started to become friends, much to the chagrin of their fathers. Damien went so far as to forbid his daughter to be friends with the son of his rival, forcing Lexy to keep her distance from Nathan.
Despite not wanting to hurt her family however, Lexy found it almost impossible to avoid Nathan completely and soon the two of them started to fall for each other. When the situation started to get out of hand and their personal lives began to unravel, Nate and Lexy decided to run away together and eloped to Las Vegas to start their own life together, where they were married on November 1st, 2013. With no money however and no way they could now return home to face the wrath of their families, the two second-generation stars elected to begin their own careers together in the United States. Changing her name to Alexandra Chapel, the two began to form what would become The Chapel Show, with their first destination being Exodus Pro.
Wrestling Style: High risk/Daredevil
Finishers: 1. Social Distortion (Phoenix Splash) 2. Crash Landing (Springboard High-Angle Senton Bomb) 3. London's Falling (Diving double foot stomp to a tree of woe hung opponent)
Signature Moves: 1. Critical Review (Sitout Facebuster, often as a counter to a powerbomb, and a setup for either the Social Distortion or the Crash Landing) 2. Dental Check (Springboard Roundhouse Kick, another setup for either the Social Distortion or the Crash Landing) 3. Union Jack Attack (Reserve STO - Used as a tribute to her father)
Regular Moves: 1. Arm-Wrench Inside Cradle 2. Asai DDT 3. Baseball Slide 4. Bulldog 5. Diving Crossbody 6. Diving Hurricanrana 7. Headscissors Takedown 8. Knife-Edge Chop Multiple Arm-Drag Variations, Including: 9. Japanese Armdrag 10. Spingboard Armdrag 11. Tilt-A-Whirl Armdrag Multiple Dropkick Variations, Including: 12. Dropkick 13. Missile Dropkick 14. Springboard Dropkick Multiple Leg Drop Variations, Including: 15. Diving Leg Drop 16. Running Leg Drop Multiple Moonsault Variations, Including: 17. Asai Moonsault 18. Split-Legged Moonsault 19. Springboard Moonsault 20. Top-Rope Moonsault 21. Rolling Wheel Kick 22. Snapmare 23. Suicide Dive 24. Tornado DDT 25. Wheelbarrow Bodyscissors into Bulldog
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Post by EXODUS Office on Jan 29, 2014 0:30:28 GMT -6
Personal Information
Name: Leese
Email: leese.mccultra@live.co.uk
Previous E-Wrestling Experience: Plenty.
Instant Messenger Names (MSN, AIM, Yahoo): AIM: dementedmind6661
Character Info
Name: Nate Soto
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 185 lbs
Hometown: Dallas, Texas
Alignment: -2
Entrance Music: "Cradle to the Grave" - Five Finger Death Punch
Entrance Description: The lights dim as the opening guitar of "Cradle to the Grave" by Five Finger Death Punch begins, lights flashing around the stage as Nate Soto slowly starts to make his way out, sleeveless hoodie over his torso. Accompanied by Kameron Chase, a towel draped over his manager's shoulder, Nate keeps his focus as he slowly starts to walk down the ramp.
[b]David Zinkus:[/b] "Introducing, being accompanied to the ring by "The Natural Disaster" Kameron Chase... from Dallas, Texas, weighing one hundred eighty-five pounds... Nate! Soto!"
The song continues to play as Soto stops at the end of the ramp, looking up at the ring. Chase stops behind his charge and starts rubbing his shoulders, psyching him up before Soto hops up onto the apron and grabs the rope, flipping his upper body back as the hood falls back as he lets out a huge scream to psych himself up. Stepping into the ring, he starts walking toward a corner with a purpose, climbing up to look out to the crowd as he surveys them for any possible supporters. Stepping down, he instantly starts to look intensely toward the center of it as he waits for the match to begin while removing his hoodie and tossing it to the outside for Chase to catch.
Physical Appearance: Nate is of Mexican and Chinese descent. He takes pride in his appearance and is rarely seen in public without his hair styled into a Mohawk, unless he's wearing a hat to cover it up on a lazy day.
Ring Attire: Black pleather baggy shorts with red trim that have "NATE" down one leg and "SOTO" down the other, also in red. Black kickpads over black and red ankle-high boots. Black wrist tape. Wears a sleeveless, hooded jacket to the ring in the same color as his shorts with the Texan flag on the back of it.
Gimmick: Overly-eager rookie looking to impress his mentor by any means necessary.
Personality: Nate is overly confident and optimistic by nature, and often comes across as completely cocky and egotistical. He has a habit of pushing buttons with his words and attitude, whether intentional or not, and often doesn't see (or care about) boundaries that he may be crossing. His vocabulary, to some, makes him pretty annoying and/or irritating, too.
List up to three strengths of your character; they can be in-ring related, personality related, whatever you think helps define your character:
1. Quick & agile
2. Confident
3. Kameron Chase in his corner
List up to three weaknesses of your character:
1. Easily frustrated
2. Prone to "rookie" mistakes
3. Sometimes TOO confident/cocky
Biography: Nate is completely new to wrestling and only got given a chance after weeks of pestering Kameron Chase to train him after meeting him in a club in Pittsburgh one night while on a business trip. Chase refused to let him anywhere near a competitive environment until he was completely ready and Nate spent months under his guidance, putting everything into his training, before his mentor agreed to put him forward for EXODUS Pro.
Wrestling Style: Technical submission
Finishers
1. Cross Arm Breaker
2. STO into Anaconda Vice
3. Shooting Star Press (used as a last resort if opponent shows no sign of submitting or in high profile matches)
Signature Moves
1. Shining wizard
2. Sternum breaker
3. Backflip kick
Regular Moves
1. Enzuigiri
2. Flying lariat
3. Leg lariat
4. Lionsault
5. One handed bulldog
6. Flying back elbow
7. Leapfrog body guillotine
8. Hurricanrana
9. Japanese arm drag
10. DDT
11. Sitout jawbreaker
12. Sleeper slam
13. Monkey flip
14. Rolling snapmare
15. Drop toe-hold (often into the turnbuckle)
16. Armbar
17. Kneebar
18. Rear naked choke
19. Swinging neckbreaker
20. Body scissors
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Post by EXODUS Office on Jan 29, 2014 0:19:35 GMT -6
Tag Team Name: DESTROY ALL HUMANS! (stylized as such, in all caps)
Member 1: Ryuji Kamigawa Member 2: Emi Watanabe
Combined Weight: 531 lbs.
Entrance Theme: "Pulse of the Maggots (DESTROY ALL HUMANS! Edit)" by Slipknot
Entrance:
The arena lights fade to black, and soon, the only light in the arena is that of cell phones, small pinpricks of light in the darkness. After a few moments, though, it becomes clear that there's a clustered concentration of them in the upper deck of the arena.
THAT, of course, only means one thing: the arrival of the band of demons and deities known as Gods & Monsters.
Moments later, the opening lyrics to the theme song of a cartoon from before the lifespans of most of those in the RIMAC begin to play, revealing to all just which Gods & Monsters are on their way to the squared circle.
UP FROM THE DEPTHS! THIRTY STORIES HIGH! BREATHING FIRE! HIS HEAD IN THE SKY! GODZILLA! GODZILLA! GODZILLA!
Before the lame ass part of the song about Godzuki can ruin the mood, the song suddenly shifts, slamming directly into the lyrics of Gods & Monsters' anthem, "Pulse of the Maggots."
I fight for the unconventional My right, and its unconditional
From behind the curtain emerge three figures. Leading the way to the ring is Minoru Ishii, the twenty-year old translator of the beastly woman stomping to the ring behind him. She is, of course, Emi Watanabe, the so-called "Human Kaiju," dressed for battle in G&M t-shirt, jeans, and cowboy boots. Bringing up the rear is the anchor of the trio, one Ryuji Kamigawa, the "G&M" tattooed on his chest making his allegiance clear for all time.
I can only, be as real as i can The disadvantage is I never knew the plan
Minoru excepted, they seem to enjoy the hate, welcoming it with open arms while raising fists of solidarity to the upper deck of the RIMAC. With little fanfare, they march towards the squared circle, Ishii taking up his spot at ringside timidly.
David Zinkus: On their way to the ring at this time!
This isn't the way just to be a martyr I cant, walk alone any longer I fight, for the ones who can't fight And if I lose, at least I tried
David Zinkus: Accompanied to the ring by translator Minoru Ishii, they represent GODS & MONSTERS! First, from Nagasaki, Japan, standing six feet, one inches tall, and weighing in at two-hundred nineteen pounds, she is the HUMAN KAIJU, WATANABE EMI! And her partner, from Osaka, Japan, standing six feet, five inches tall, and weighing three-hundred twelve pounds...THE GOD IN WHITE, KAMIGAWA RYUJI! Together, they are...DESTROY! ALL! HUUUUUUUUUUMANS!
The monstrous duo stomp up the ring steps, settling back into their corner with broad, wicked grins on their faces.
We, we are the new diabolic We, we are the bitter bucolic If I have to give my life you can have it We, we are the pulse of the maggots
As the song fades out, Kamigawa and Watanabe exchange a brief moment of strategy, before Ryuji steps out to the ring apron to allow Watanabe to start the contest.
Signature Moves:
1. Kamigawa back body drops Watanabe into a senton on the opponent. 2. Double chokeslam. 3. Good old fashioned CLUBBERIN', Faces of Fear/Nasty Boys style, on an opponent in the corner.
Finishing Moves:
1. Kaijuyama (Second-rope pump splash from Kamigawa, Big Van Vader-style, with Watanabe riding piggyback on her partner.) 2. Firing Squad (Drop toe hold by Kamigawa into Watanabe's AK-09 elbow uppercut)
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Post by EXODUS Office on Jan 29, 2014 0:19:18 GMT -6
Tag Team Name: The Chapel Show
Member 1: Nathan Chapel
Member 2: Alexandra Chapel
Combined Weight: 300lbs
Entrance Theme: "Cynics & Critics" by Icon For Hire
Entrance:
As the spotlights flash across the stage and the video screens come to life, “Cynics and Critics” by Icon For Hire hits the PA system.
[div align="center"][i]“We’re not cynics; we just don’t believe a word you say We’re not critics, we just hate it all anyway”[/i][/div] As the music continues blaring, Nate and Lexy Chapel walk out on to the stage, each carrying with them a camera-phone. They each stage on different sides of the stage at first, looking out over the fans and both filming the fans, before Nate turns and Lexy runs at him, leaping in to his arms and kissing him passionately on the stage.
[div align="center"][b][font size="5"]. T H E . C H A P E L . S H O W .[/font][/b][/div] They both make their way to the ring as the music continues to play, filming the fans as they walk down to the ring and posing on the entrance ramp together. As the chorus of the song begins, both slide in to the ring and climb up on to opposite corners, filming the fans again with their phones before turning and filming each other.
[i][div align="center"]“Oh this is all we know Oh tragic and miserable We’re not cynics; we just don’t believe a word you say We’re not critics, we just hate it all anyway Oh this is all we’ve got Oh we do what we’ve been taught We’re not cynics; we just don’t believe a word you say We’re not critics, we just hate it all anyway”[/div][/i] They both jump down from their corners and walk to the middle of the ring where Nate grabs Lexy and spins her around before kissing her again. The husband and wife duo then walk to their corresponding corner and discuss which of them will start as they wait for the bell. Signature Moves: 1. End Credits (Double Superkick to the gut, followed by the opponent dropping to their knees and Double Superkick to the face) 2. Rate & Subscribe (Reverse STO by Nate at the same time as a running Yakuza Kick to the back of the head by Lexy) 3. Recommended Viewing (Powerbomb by Nate in combination with a Lungblower by Lexy)
Finishing Moves: 1. Social Media Blackout (Ratings Winner (Suplex Lift Spinning Facebuster) by Nate, followed by Social Distortion (Phoenix Splash) by Lexy) 2. Chapel of Love (Combination Inverted Sitout Side Powerslam (Nate) / Running Cutter (Lexy))
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TROUBLE
Jan 29, 2014 0:18:24 GMT -6
Post by EXODUS Office on Jan 29, 2014 0:18:24 GMT -6
Me and Steve figured we should finally get one of these up... Tag Team Name: TROUBLE Member 1: Steve Lenton Member 2: Wulf Erikssen Combined Weight: 437 lbs. New Theme: Oh No You Didn't by the Wojahn BrothersNew entrance: The arena lights fade to black. For a few moments, there’s nothing but the noise of the crowd and the occasional flash of a camera. Suddenly, at full volume, Oh No You Didn't kicks in.
[i]Oh no, Oh no, Oh no... Oh no you didn't![/i]
With that, the entrance lights fade up in Royal Blue, Red and White as Steve Lenton, Wulf Erikssen and Stacey-X enter the arena. Steve moves to the right of the entrance way, Wulf to the left, with Stacey remaining in the middle. Each man raises a solitary arm in salute to the crowd, as Stacey raises both arms to indicate both performers.
[b]David Zinkus:[/b] “Introducing, weighing in at a combined weight of 481lbs, “Big L” Steve Lenton... “Barroom Hero” Wulf Erikssen... they are TROUBLE!”
Both men head down the ramp, Steve with his trademark strut, Wulf giving high fives to the crowd as he passes. As they reach the ring, Stephen stops for a moment, reaching out to the sides to allow the fans to reach in and touch him, whilst Wulf slides into the ring under the bottom rope. Steve quickly climbs onto the apron, and straight up the turnbuckle, whilst Wulf runs up to the diagonally opposite corner, both men lifting their arms in salute to the crowd again. Meanwhile, Stacey walks around the ring to the teams corner. The pair then drop down into the ring, meeting in the centre where they greet each other with a chest bump, before peeling off back to their corner. To be added to TROUBLE page, not replacing existing entrance. TROUBLE Champions entrance The arena lights fade to black. For a few moments, there’s nothing but the noise of the crowd and the occasional flash of a camera. Suddenly, at full volume, Oh No You Didn't kicks in.
[i]Oh no,
Oh no,
Oh no...
Oh no you didn't![/i]
With that, the entrance lights fade up in Royal Blue, Red and White as Steve Lenton, Wulf Erikssen and Stacey-X enter the arena. Steve moves to the right of the entrance way, his title belt hung over his shoulder, Wulf to the left, his fan autographed belt strapped across his chest like a bandolier, with Stacey remaining in the middle. Each man raises a solitary arm in salute to the crowd, as Stacey raises both arms to indicate both performers.
[b]David Zinkus:[/b] “Introducing, weighing in at a combined weight of 481lbs, your EXODUS Pro Tag Team Championship... “Big L” Steve Lenton... “Barroom Hero” Wulf Erikssen... they are TROUBLE!”
Both men head down the ramp, Steve with his trademark strut, Wulf giving high fives to the crowd as he passes. As they reach the ring, Steve stops for a moment, reaching out to the sides to allow the fans to reach in and touch him, whilst Wulf slides into the ring under the bottom rope. Steve quickly climbs onto the apron, and straight up the turnbuckle, whilst Wulf runs up to the diagonally opposite corner. Both men unstrap their belts whilst atop the turnbuckles, and hold them high above their head. Meanwhile, Stacey walks around the ring to the teams corner. The pair then drop down into the ring, meeting in the centre where they greet each other with a chest bump, handing their belts to the referee, before peeling off back to their corner to strategise. Signature Moves: 1. Hangover - Wulf hits the opponent with a Back Body Drop, and Steve catches them on his shoulders before hitting a Sheer-Drop Release Powerbomb. 2. Old Man TROUBLE - Steve whips the opponent to the ropes whilst Wulf prepares himself in the corner. As the opponent returns, Steve hits them with a Pop-Up as Wulf bursts out of the corner, hitting the falling opponent with a Running Jumping Cutter. 3. Overtime - Both men whip their opponent into a corner, with Wulf immediately following up with a Running Jumping Headbutt. Wulf peels off as Steve runs in, hitting a Corner Spear. Before the opponent can crumple, Steve sends them back across the ring with an Irish Whip, straight into a Falcon Punch from Wulf. Finishing Moves: 1. Last Chance Saloon - Steve and Wulf hold the opponent bridged between their shoulders, then flip the opponent in the air before dropping them into a Sitout Scoop Slam Piledriver hit by Steve ( The Kings Of Wrestling's KRS-ONE)
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Post by EXODUS Office on Jan 27, 2014 22:53:49 GMT -6
Tonight's show is in dedication to the memory of those we've lost to cancer in all its forms. The two weeks leading from when the card was posted to tonight has seen cancer affect those in EXODUS in many ways, in addition to it striking the EXODUS family in ways prior to this as well. Cancer is a terrible affliction, and our hearts, prayers, thoughts, and love go out to those who are struggling with it, have lost those to it, and their families. Please, take some time out and donate to charity. Support cancer research. Do your part so that our friends and family later in life do not have to suffer as we have.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Jan 27, 2014 13:13:39 GMT -6
Dick Morosi: Considering how that ended, I can't imagine anyone really being happy about this. Zero McHannon cannot be pleased about this. Seth Ericson: Not to mention the rumors of shenanigans by Christian Kane involving Chris Strike...this is going to get worse before it gets better, even with this main event. Dick Morosi: Fiona Rourke and Andreas Lasiewicz meet in the main event and the Finals of the Honor Cup...NEXT! The lights in the arena begin to dim slightly as an almost robotic rhythm begins to play out, accompanied by a ferocious industrial beat. Several spotlights circle around the arena as the crowd looks around in awe. The drums thunder on as smoke emits from the entrance way. The sewers belch me up The heavens spit me out From ethers tragic I am born again And now I'm with you now Inside your world of wow To move in desires made of deadly pretends Till the end times begin A hooded silhouette appears in the thick grey smog; his head is bowed as he methodically makes his way to the ring. The shrouded figure of Andreas Lasiewicz steps out from the back, seemingly smoking a cigarette; his head lolled to one side as he surveys the crowd with a police baton resting on his shoulder. He pauses then points his baton towards the ring as he slowly paces there. Is it bright where you are Have the people changed Does it make you happy you're so strange And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame You can watch the world devoured in it's pain Strange He turns around, walking backwards to the ring with his arms stretched out towards the heavens. He is clad in an old school colour scheme, green and purple, the same colours he wore in Japan back in the day. The Japanese crowd obviously eats this up as they look upon the man. He more resembles the infamous Eva Unit 01 from the Manga ‘Neo Genesis Evangelion’. Climb my ribcage to The replays run for you Unhook my lights to peek behind the flash For I am crystal chrome I am shatter dome I am kremlin king of angels avenged To destroy the end As he reaches the ring, he stops to stare out in to the crowd, he flips back his hood and lets out a short, cruel laugh as he rolls into the ring and removes his jacket. He raises his recently acquired International title to the sky. Climb my ribcage to The replays run for you Unhook my lights to peek behind the flash For I am crystal chrome I am shatter dome I am kremlin king of angels avenged To destroy the end He begins to pace around the ring, looking out into the audience with wild eyes. He finishes his cigarette, tossing it to the floor as he drops his baton to the ground. He stands by the ring steps, psyching himself one more time before charging upwards and into the squared circle. Is it bright where you are Have the people changed Does it make you happy you're so strange And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame You can watch the world devoured in it's pain Once in the ring he stalks over to the turnbuckle, climbing it and raising a single arm towards the rafters as he takes in the reaction of the crowd. The zeppelins rain upon us The guns of love disastrous A shadow lies amongst you To defy the future cast He climbs one of the turnbuckles, searching out into the crowd with a Cheshire Cat grin across his face. He hops down as he spins the baton around in his left hand for a moment before resting back against the turnbuckle, staring up into the heavens as if he is looking for answers. Is it bright where you are Have the people changed Does it make you happy you're so strange And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame You can watch the world devoured in it's pain Strange Strange Dick Morosi: And there is the International Champion, looking more than ready for his biggest singles match in the history of this company! Seth Ericson: Even so, only one person has been better in situations like this, and she's his opponent. The lights in the arena dim as soon as the drums and guitar that introduce "Stardust" by Gemini Syndrome starts! The crowd is stunned, but as soon as the entrance reveals who it is, they begin to cheer! I know this place It smells like innocence lost We left the traces of the sins we bought
But I wouldn’t change a thing It’s just waking dream Sure enough, the newly dubbed "Stardust Seraph" is in new blue ring gear, looking like a female variation of WEAPON, with an added black jacket similar to what Jonathan Collins wore earlier in the night! With a half mask only covering her mouth, the HEC Womens Title over her shoulder, and the San Diego Bay Title draped around her waist, she looks dead on at Lasiewicz, her opponent in the ring. Look at the wake From the stardust pouring from your eyes It’s no mistake You are perfect You are perfect in my mind And you won’t fade away Taking the slow walk down, she stops at the end of the entrance aisle and points her hand to the sky, a small rain of silver confetti raining down as she climbs into the ring, instantly ripping the mask off her face as her future husband would, dropping to a knee and looking up to the sky, spitting out blue mist! The crowd erupts as she gets up and starts to look over at her opponent, nodding at him, all before she goes to her corner and starts to remove her jacket. Dick Morosi: The look on her face says it all. A night ago, she defeated Miyabi Fujita to become the HEC Womens Champion in Kingdom of Japan Pro Wrestling. She followed that up with becoming the first ever Triple Crown winner in EXODUS Pro history. Now she looks to follow up all that success with one more victory, the Honor Cup. Seth Ericson: She's undefeated here in Korakuen Hall, but this is way different than any other creature she's faced. These two are the last people either of them wanted to see in the finals. Let's go to the ring for introductions with David Zinkus. We cut back to the ring, where EXODUS Pro Owner Nicholas Gray, Interim Director Christian H. Kane, along with Papa Arino and Pond have converged in the ring with senior official Brian Lowery and the Honor Cup itself. David Zinkus: This match is scheduled for one fall, and it is Final Round of the EXODUS Pro Honor Cup! There will be no time limit, and the scheduled official is EXODUS Pro Senior Official Brian Lowery. Ladies and gentlemen, introducing first is the EXODUS Pro International Champion. He is from Krakow, Poland, and he currently weighs in at 257 pounds! HE IS...THE POLISH SPIRIT, ANDREAS LASIEWICZ! Lasiewicz points his baton out to the crowd as they continue to cheer him, nodding to them at this point as he looks out to them once more before turning his gaze to across the ring. David Zinkus: AND HIS OPPONENT! She is from Portlandia, and she is currently the HEC Womens Champion and the EXODUS Pro San Diego Bay Champion! She is THE STARDUST SERAPH...FIONAAAAAAAAAAAAA ROURKE! The crowd once more cheers as she smiles, pointing her finger to the sky as a few fans join in. Instantly, the duo come to meet the management in the middle of the ring as they all gather around the cup for a customary pre-match photo opportunity to honor the occasion. once the pleasantries are exchanged, the group leave the ring, leaving Fiona and Las to maintain their intense gazes on one another, a deep breath taken from both of them while they continue to focus and prepare on what's ahead. As the bell rings, the two start to circle the ring waiting for the ri--FIONA FLIPS FORWARD GOING FOR A QUICK SHINIGAMI! He sidesteps, he comes charge at her for a lariat, she rolls under...she gets to her feet and goes for a Pele kick, but he dodges and she lands on her feet but gets whipped to the ropes, she rolls forward to do a handspring off the ropes elbow, but he catches her for a release German, but she lands on her feet, and he turns around to see her standing there, leading to the both of them taking a defensive position and the crowd is stunned at the early goings on! They applaud as the two of them look. Las knows he's got an opponent who can capitalize on things he can't, and as the two resume circling to start, Fiona comes in low for a leg take down, trying to keep him down. She tries to go low, but he's able to pick her up and deadlift her up for a powerbomb, but she sneaks down and looks to go for a sunset flip, which she gets...cover! ONE... TWO! KICKOUT! Lasiewicz leaves the ring and he looks absolutely frustrated right now at the ability of the faster challenger. Dick Morosi: Fiona Rourke has left Andreas Lasiewicz flustered in the early openings! Seth Ericson: Usually, it's her good looks that help that, but right now it's the fact she's been quicker than Barry Allen. Dick Morosi: Who? Seth Ericson: The Flash. God, don't you read? Fiona backs up and waits for Las to take his breather, nodding as he comes back in. He comes to advance, but she tries to roll away again. This time, she gets back to her feet and runs to the ropes, trying to come off, but he grabs her and hits her...tilt a whirl backbreaker! Fiona is down, and he instantly looks to try an inverted cloverleaf, but Fiona quickly scrambles for the ropes, and the two glance at one another as they realize how intense this is getting very quickly. The two start to get back to their feet, and instead of trying to get into a slugfest with the bigger Polish Spirit, Rourke starts trying a hit and run attack! He charges forward, she nails a kick to the stomach! She backs off and comes flying back in with a two-footed dropkick that sends Lasiewicz flying back to the corner! She comes in and hits a huge climbing shining wizard that leads her to grab him for a bulldog out of the ri---HE HOLDS ON AND BACK SUPLEXES HER INTO THE CORNER! Fiona slumps down and he charges in...KNEE TO THE FACE! He quickly runs back and then forward...FACEWASH! He picks her up...LUNATIC HIGH! Instantly, he goes for a cover! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! He gets up and looks at Lowery, frustrated that he didn't hit a three count on that. He grabs the Stardust Seraph by the hair and whips her to the ropes, coming in with a huge clothesline to take the wind out of her. Taking a deep breath, he rears back and hits a huge knife edge chop on the San Diego Bay Champion, followed by another. Backing up after a moment, he nods and tries to come charging in with a Yakuza kick, but Fiona rolls out of the ring to the side by going through the ropes and holding them, all before lifting herself up to kick Lasiewicz in the face! She gets back into the ring...SOUL CALIBER! That huge Sitout Jawbreaker sends Andreas stumbling out...leaving her to back up before she sends herself flying out of the ring with a huge springboard plancha! The crowd is cheering as she gets up and she looks towards Las as he starts to get up. She charges forward to hit a huge dropkick, but Las grabs her...EXPLODER SUPLEX OVER THE GUARD RAIL! Dick Morosi: FIONA ROURKE JUST GOT LAUNCHED INTO THE SECOND ROW! Seth Ericson: This is becoming a trend with her. I'm starting to think she likes to watch her own matches from the cheap seats. Lasiewicz watches as Fiona starts crawling back towards the guard rail, Lowery being generously slow on the count because of his wish to not have the match end in a double ring out. Once Fiona starts to crawl over, Lasiewicz grabs her by the head and starts pulling her over, laying her parallel to the floor...DDT! He grabs her and chucks her back into the ring before he starts to slingshot in...PEACEMAKER TO THE HEAD OF FIONA ROURKE! He goes back over and hooks the leg! ONE... TWO.......... TH--NO! SHE KICKS OUT! Lasiewicz instantly hits the mat with his fist as he gets frustrated, starting to pick her up and goes for a back supl--SHE HOLDS ON AND CATCHES HIM ON THE WAY DOWN WITH THE OZ-O-MATIC!! She quickly reaches over and covers, a sense of urgency in her actions! ONE! TWO! THRE---KICKOUT! Dick Morosi: They're throwing everything at one another! Seth Ericson: And none of it's working! This can't be good! Fiona rolls onto her back, looking physically and emotionally spent. She and Las remain on the mat as they slowly start to get back onto their feet, but it's not easy! She gets to her feet and he charges, she rolls out of the way and hits him with a rolling elbow! PALM STRIKE! DROPSAULT! LASIEWICZ IS DAZED...ROLLING SHINI---NO! HE CATCHES HER WITH THE SILENT SYMPHONY! A COVER! ONE! TWO! THR---SHE KICKS OUT AGAIN! LASIEWICZ LOOKS ABSOLUTELY ENRAGED! HE GETS UP AND IMMEDIATELY GRABS HER...UNFORGETTABLE FIRE! That's gotta be it! He covers! ONE! TWO! NO! NO! FIONA ROURKE KICKS OUT OF THE UNFORGETTABLE FIRE, AND NO ONE CAN BELIEVE IT! Dick Morosi: SHE WILL NOT BE DENIED! After the heartbreak of losing last year's Winter Road, Fiona Rourke refuses to be stopped this time! Seth Ericson: That's all well and good, Dick, but we saw something earlier that might just happen again... Indeed, Fiona is laying spent in the middle of the ring as Andreas Lasiewicz slowly starts to get back up, slowly beginning to back up to a corner, that look in his eyes that says he has nothing but evil intentions. The look on his face says it all as he backs up... Dick Morosi: Deshi Basara time! Lasiewicz begins to get to all fours and starts charging Rourke! He leaps up----SHINIGAMI! OUT OF NOWHERE AFTER SHE GETS TO HER FEET AND NAILS THE SHINIGAMI! WITH EMPHASIS SHE HOOKS THE LEG! ONE! TWO! THR----KICKOUT! FIONA IS STUNNED AS ANDREAS LASIEWICZ KICKS OUT! She looks like she's about to cry, all as Andreas finds it in himself to pick himself back up and get up in time! She instantly tries to go for the Undertow, but he backs up! She gets up and he charges, but she ducks under, she goes to the opposite side ropes, EACH OF THEM MEETING WITH A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! BOTH ARE DONE AND BRIAN LOWERY IS STARTING TO COUNT! ONE...TWO...THREE! Dick Morosi: LISTEN TO THE APPLAUSE! IT'S COMING DOWN TO WHO WANTS THIS MORE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! Fiona rolls onto her stomach as Las tries to crawl over to the ropes to get up with some assistance... SEVEN! EIGHT! FIONA IS TO A KNEE! NINE! TE--LAS IS UP! BOTH ARE UP AND THE TWO START CHARGING AT ONE ANOTHER! NEITHER WANTS TO GIVE UP! FIONA AND LAS ARE TRADING BLOWS, BOTH KNOWING THE PRIZE! FIONA! LAS! FIONA! LAS! FIONA! LAS! LAS! LAS! He gets the upper hand, and he looks to be go--NO! She ges away from him and goes to the ropes...SHINI--HE CATCHES HER...UNFORGETTABLE FIRE! HE HOOKS THE LEG! ONE! TWO! THREE! THE BELL SOUNDS AND ANDREAS LASIEWICZ HAS WON THE HONOR CUP! David Zinkus: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, AND THE 2014 HONOR CUP HOLDER....ANDREAS LASIEWICZ! WINNER OF THE 2014 HONOR CUP: ANDREAS LASIEWICZ"Time" starts to play as Brian Lowery reaches out to retrieve Lasiewicz's spoils for the evening, the International Title and the Honor Cup itself. As Las crawls to a corner to help himself get up, Las pushes away the ref as he tries to calm down, Fiona crawling to a corner herself as she looks absolutely spent and crushed. Looking like she's about to cry for a moment, Las finally takes his prizes as Lowery returns to Fiona with her own titles, the two of them staring one another down again from across the ring. With a sigh, the two start to come to the center of the ring, meeting eye to eye. With both of them holding their belts and Las holding the Cup...she slowly reaches her hand out to extend it to her. Without hesitation, Fiona and Las shake hands and she says "We'll do this again sometime," to him as she takes his hand and raises it, allowing him his moment to celebrate. Before he allows her to leave, he keeps hold of her hand, pulling her back over to give the future wife of one of his best friends a hug, the two embracing as the crowd applauds the performance. Fiona once again holds Lasie’s hand up, the winner of the Honor Cup stumbling back a bit as the crowd rejoices the new number one contender. How could one stumble back after such an overwhelming feat? You have to direct straight to the root of the situation and understand how much an accomplishment would cause such a decorated professional wrestler to become cumbersome despite reaching a status he was chasing for as long as he could remember. For that to happen, one would have to struggle with an arduous, tumultuous occasion - which surely did happen. You see, only not only dis Andreas Lasiewicz go through the battle of battles with Fiona Rourke - one of the greatest wrestlers in the world today, it took every ounce of puissance, for he suffered through a fray which no mere man could ever hope to endure - Zack Lifer and the psychological toll included. You might think of Lasie and Fiona as mere mortals, and you if you did you would be superficially correct. Their pulse oscillates to accommodate a number of different instances and situations just as like everyone else. It is the obstinacy of the two high profile competitors and friends which will forever annex them in the chronicles of EXODUS wrestling, forever making this night legendary - and his accomplishment - incorruptible - solidifying his immortality., Dick Morosi: Andreas Lasiewicz, this is a moment that he will never forget. This is the first step in his quest to become EXODUS World Champion. Once again, I can’t explain how incredible a match I just witnessed from these two extraordinary talents. Seth Ericson: You have to give credit where it’s due, and I will. Great match. Great show. This is what EXODUS Wrestling is all about. Despite what the haters and naysayers say we’re still here. We’re going on two years strong. Fiona Rourke and Andreas Lasiewicz, they just raised the game, established the standard AGAIN. Can’t say enough about these two… phenomenal contest! It was the perfect ending for Andreas Lasiewicz. He had vanquished his hated foe, Zack Lifer. He wrestled an incredible, Match of the Year quality bout against Fiona Rourke. And he had once again proven that The Morning Star was a force to be reckoned with in professional wrestling. Everything is perfect for this split second in time and space…. Until “Pulse of the Maggots” by Slipknot sends shockwaves through the arena as everyone suddenly rises from their seats in utter disbelief and disgust. Dick Morosi: NO-NO- NOT NOW. NOT TONIGHT! The crowd suddenly erupts into ear-splitting roars of disapproval as the camera shakes in an unsteady fashion as it tries to make the transition to the entrance stage. Korakuen Hall basically becomes a controlled pandemonium, as the volume increases more and more as the people recognize what is about to happen. They see the men standing on the stage, Ryuji Kamigawa on the left, Kira T. Zeppeli on the left, and in the middle is the a man decked in a his ring attire, overlapped by a G&M hooded sweatshirt - and of course the burlap sack covering his head. The most important piece of his ensemble, the EXODUS World Championship that rests on his shoulders. Dick Morosi: It’s GODS & MONSTERS… NO- DON’T DO THIS! Seth Ericson: You didn’t REALLY think Magnus Gunner would not do something reprehensible on the night of his greatest victory. Christum Furor points at the ring, and Kira and Kamigawa slowly make their way down the ramp, methodically, gradually marching down to ringside where Fiona and Lasiewicz await. They’re wounded, and they’re battered, but they refuse to back down. They welcome them, invite them into the ring, but they two horseman of Furor’s apocalypse stop just at the ring, merely staring at their potential victims - Kamigawa with a smirk on his face, Kira maintaining the same vacant, ominous expression as usual. The new World Champion continue to stare down from the ramp, and nothing happens as the audience remains at a fever pitch. The tension can be cut with a knife - AND finally the gears come into motion as Kira and Kamigawa charge into the ring. Fiona and Lasiewicz meet them with boots, trying to keep them grounded for as long as they can but the fail. Furor’s Sons of Plunder fight their way to a stand and all four superstars begin to trade blows. Ryuji and Lasiewicz trade stiff rights and lefts, rights and lefts, forearms and forearms while Fiona pushes Kira into the corner and tries to tee off on him. Dick Morosi: Lasiewicz and Rourke are standing up against this tyranny, these terrorists. They refuse to allow these monsters to destroy their company. They’re fighting back, turning back the tide! Lasiewicz seems to have it under control, landing European Uppercuts, and forearm shivers in rapid succession but he can’t keep up the fight at this pace - NOT when he’s wrestled two grueling matches in one night. No, Ryuji Kamigawa finally breaks through the wall of defense, striking with a sickening Lariat that nearly beheads the Honor Cup Winner. Andreas writhes in pain from the shockwaves of the maneuver, meanwhile Fiona continues to give Kira all he can handle. The Seraph throws fists and kicks, fists and kicks, fighting for dear life, fighting for absolutely everything she believes in. But the power of Gods & Monsters is too much for her to handle in her current physical state. Like a bulldozer, Ryuji Kamigawa bumrushes her, colliding into her with his tremendous mass knocking her right off her feet like a human pinball machine. Zeppeli puts his foot down across Fiona’s throat, mercilessly choking her as the crowd’s anguish can becomes apparent and prevalent. He can taste it, taste the misery and despair on his tongue and it satisfies him. The broken, battered Morning Star attempts to pull himself up in the corner, only to have Kamigawa splash him, compressing him between the turnbuckle and the Japanese Star’s tremendously large frame. Lasiewicz simply crumbles at the might of the co-founder of G&M who looks back down at the ramp at his partner in crime, the leader and ring master behind this heinous assault. Delighted by what’s transpiring around him, the World Champion slowly and triumphantly begins his saunter to the ring. Kamigawa lifts Lasiewicz up before tossing him through the ropes and exciting to pursue him. It’s unfair and academic at this point, as Kira and Kamigawa continue to destroy the opposition - two of the people who stand against everything they believe in. However they will NOT stand for it, not when Christum Furor is the new World Champion, not when they control EVERYTHING. Grasping Lasiewicz around the throat, Kamigawa drags The Morning Star to his feet, and like a ragdoll he tosses the number one contender’s deadweight into the barricade, leaving the fans gasping in fear as the M-Complex renders Andreas utterly incapacitated. Dick Morosi: This is terrible... this is a travesty! Someone has to stop them… someone has to put an end to this madness! Seth Ericson: Stop THEM? WHO? This is Christum Furor’s idea of paradise, his utopia. Gang violence and destruction. WAIT… IS THAT COLLINS? Indeed Jonathan rushes out to fight Christum Furor and Gods & Monsters, and he gives the new World Champion all he can handle and more, to the point that Ryuji Kamigawa must rush to aid him. The Saint of Violence doesn’t care, he takes on both monsters, both supposed GODS, giving Gunner a fierce combination, and a stiff one for Kamigawa, and another for Gunner, and another handful of fists for Kamigawa… but they aren’t going to allow the man they disdain to prevent them from carrying out their nihilistic future. The numbers game becomes too much for Collins, especially after he battled Jerry Matthews valiantly earlier in the night. They begin to assault him with malice and utter repugnance, showing absolutely no mercy as they beat him into the ground. Seth Ericson: Jonathan, he came to die for his company? Why Jon, why? Dick Morosi: He’s trying to save the people he cares about, trying to save his company from THIS. This is the future Magnus Gunner wants. No. We can’t have it. Jonathan won’t stand for it. A wounded, beaten, debilitated and gassed Fiona Rourke tries to climb to her feet, tries to give it another chance. She refuses to be denied, refuses to be put down by Gods & Monsters, but the force and might of her assailant’s may be unconquerable at this point. On her best night she could possibly turn back the challenge, but NOT now, not when she's been through hell and high water. Gods & Monsters has come to pick the pieces, and they were going to succeed by any means necessary. The Strong Style Seraph trembles and shakes as she climbs to a vertical base - but in the eyes of the fans they would have preferred that she’d stayed down to avoid what was about to happen, to avoid the APPETIZER that rattles her brain as Kira’s trademark Knee Trembler smashes in her cranium and swiftly takes her off her feet. Christum Furor, now at ringside, surveys the destruction that his congregation has caused. He looks down at Jonathan Collins who now crawls toward him, almost unable to lift his body due to the poor physical condition he was now in. The World Champion drops his right knee across the back of Lasie's neck which causes Andreas to recoil in pain and grab the area that was just afflicted out of pure reaction to the agony. Kamigawa holds Jonathan Collins in his arms, and he rolls him into the ring. The World Champion then looks at David Zinkus and motions for a microphone. Out of utter fear and consternation, the E-Pro staff member obliges, handing the nihilist his desired mic. After a few moments, the psychopath climbs into the ring and turns to face his kingdom. Christum Furor: WELCOME! WELCOME TO THE NEW AGE! The booing and jeering in the arena ceases to fade, only becoming stronger but the champion is not flustered. Christum Furor: Ladies and gentleman, social deviants, miscreants, hypocrites of all shapes and sizes… tonight I, through my unlocked subconscious mind, and my absolute intelligence… I have have made good on my demands… lived up to my promises… and I promised this evening would be historic… that it would live up to its name… BATTLE WITHOUT HONOR OR HUMANITY…. However, in the most great diversions of a world without humanity without morality, it needs an iron fist to keep a finger on the pulse… to keep control. A hand that isn’t afraid to do what’s necessary, to reach into the very chest of this corrupt company and rip out it’s heart and consume it on the spot. This iron fist, this force stands before you right now. Three MEN… THREE MONSTERS… THREE GODS…. holding all the power and all the leverage and all truths. To all of you sitting in your seats or standing in awe and glory, I introduce to you the architects of the new future… The boos and jeers continue to grow, but the champion shrugs his shoulder nonchalantly. Christum Furor: I am CHRISTUM FUROR. I am the quintessential element, the essence of quintessence. I am the GOD of the NEW AGE and like I promised, I have made my denouement here tonight at this show. Tonight is the culmination of an arduous journey, tonight is the realization of a lucid dream… TONIGHT MY MANIFEST DESTINY CAME TO FRUITION. He stops for a moment to recollect his thoughts now as the crowd is listening intently for the most part. Christum Furor: Tonight, EXODUS has died. The EXODUS you knew has gone up in the eternal flame of my greatest achievement, my MAGNUM OPUS! Tonight, we rejoice as the corruption and tyranny has been destroyed and overthrown, as the prejudice of jaded politicians and the fraudulence of masqueraders has been abolished. This is UTOPIA! This is the ONLY way to live in this WORLD… this is the ONLY way to save professional wrestling… perfection through chaos… SANITY through INSANITY! Tonight, I have killed the notion of inherency… I have killed Jonathan Collins and his idea of professional wrestling, I've stifled his crusade and eradicated his charade. This is MY company NOW. We are not bound by the fallacy of justification, of morality, of ethics and wishful thinking. WE ARE WHO WE ARE. I AM WHAT I AM! I am the one that has delivered YOU! I am the one that has given you NEW life through death. No. I have outgrown this notion of an inherent order, of a single right way of doing things inherited from nature, a divine order of kings and aristocrats, even an exceptional position to humans and earth. Tonight I replaced that vision. THERE IS NO INHERENT ORDER TO ANYTHING, ONLY A BAFFLING ARRAY OF BINARY CHOICES… choices that reveal connections but do not prescribe a social order. At this point, Jonathan is on his hands and knees but he is quickly sent back to the canvas by a quick kick to the ribs from his hated nemesis. Christum Furor: THIS man beneath my feet demanded that I conform to a system that centered on the human form where humanity lived as equals, but that in itself is based on the false notion that the world centers on humans and human desires, and that all of us are somehow important for magical reasons. There is no logic behind that, and I am a man of logic. My NEW AGE is a transcendence of Jonathan’s belief in inherency. We are products of a logical universe and our goal is to adapt - to become GODS. And we HAVE. Tonight in Korakuen Hall, I CHRISTUM FUROR have proven to be IMMORTAL, proven to be ABOVE the corruption, ABOVE EXODUS and ABOVE WRESTLING. Jonathan’s social desires for a world of justified barbarism does not matter, it is irrelevant. HE is irrelevant. The only thing that matters is this! He points at his World Championship. Christum Furor: What matters is that I am the GOD of EXODUS. Ryuji Kamigawa, Kira T. Zeppeli… THEY ARE GODS OF EXODUS. What matters is what we do with this opportunity to live, to perceive, to decide and to create. And tonight, we have SUCCEEDED. Let us celebrate our victory, our triumph. This is the changing of the guard, the birth of a NEW WORLD ORDER. And thus I will not be confined to the old system… no I am NOT the EXODUS WORLD CHAMPION… The crowd is mostly quiet as they try to strum through every word the madman has said, thinking and realizing that he had made become everything he promised to be. Christum Furor: From this point on… I will be known ONLY as CHRISTUM FUROR… THE NEW AGE CHAMPION! VI VERI VENIVERSUM VIVUS VICI, for I, while living, have CONQUERED the UNIVERSE… HAVE CONQUERED YOU! Christum Furor continues standing in the ring, dropping his microphone and kneeling before Jonathan’s fallen body to pose in his trademark Crucifix pose as the copyright information comes up at the bottom the screen to end the telecast.
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We come back to ringside, and “Hit Me Like A Man” hits the arena and Heather Halliwell slowly walks out from the back, mic in hand. She stares down the ramp, straight at the ring, looking a little surprised at the reception she's received for being in EXODUS for the first time since losing the title to Adrien Cochrane. Heather gets into the ring, the crowd politely applauding as she smiles, getting into the ring and asking David Zinkus for a mic. Heather Halliwell: I'm going to need a favor right now. Fiona Rourke, please come to the ring. There's a lot of uncomfortable silence at the moment as there's no reaction. Dick Morosi: I don't know if Fiona wants to see her former friend right now. Seth Ericson: They've been rather estranged since Heather defeated her for the title. Another few seconds of silence before "One for the Money" starts again and Fiona comes out, looking directly at Heather as she clearly looks agitated Heather would call her out right now with so much at stake later tonight. Heather defensively puts her hands up and looks at the San Diego Bay Champ and HEC Womens Champion before speaking again. Heather Halliwell: Seriously Fiona, congratulations. You haven’t lost a step since returning. Tonight is just what you needed to get back on that upswing you were on before Jerry took you out. Heather pauses as she grabs the ropes and climbs up and into the ring. Fiona looks at Heather distrustingly. Heather throws up a peace sign, keeping her distance. Heather Halliwell: I get it. I’ve been a bit fruity the past few months. The break I’ve been on… It’s been mostly reflecting on 2013 and everything I accomplished… The biggest of which was our match, for the World Title. I’ve been in a lot of matches where I was proud of the performance I put on. But never before had I ever felt as accomplished, as emotional as I did after our bout. And it had little to do with winning that World Title. Heather gives Fiona and warm, genuine smile and points at Fiona. Heather Halliwell: You gave me one of the best matches of my entire career. What you and I did was more than just wrestling, it was a masterpiece. It was a work of art, something that will never be duplicated. That night was special and I think that’s why I know it has to be you… Heather pauses again, her voice catching in her throat slightly. She looks down, composing herself for a few moments. Fiona looks slightly confused and takes a wary step closer to Heather. Heather looks up again and her face is flushed with emotion. Heather Halliwell: What I’m trying to get at here is… Well, after accomplishing everything I wanted to do in 2013, I believe that it’s time for me to hang my boots up for good. It’s time for me to step aside and allow the future stars of wrestling to shine bright. But I realized I couldn’t just step aside quietly. At first I thought it was my ego, but as I pondered it, I realized it was something much bigger than that. And that’s where you come in, Fiona. Heather steps forward and stares Fiona dead in the eyes. Her face is open, honest and when she speaks, there’s no hint of irony, condescension or ego. Heather Halliwell: My greatest accomplishment in EXODUS was beating the unstoppable Fiona Rourke for the EXODUS World Title. I did what so many others, some who I consider better than myself, couldn’t do. I beat you, but as I said, it wasn’t about that. What we did that night was historic. There really aren’t words that can describe what happened that night. But I realized that I couldn’t retire until we had one more chance to do that again. The crowd begins to cheer slightly as they realize where Heather is going with this. Fiona looks astonished as she listens to Heather talk, eyes wide and jaw dropped in disbelief. Heather Halliwell: What do you say, Fiona? You and me, one more time? This has been running around in circles in my mind and I know this is how it has to be. I don’t exactly want to call this a passing of the torch, but Fiona… Heather reaches out and touches Fiona gently on the shoulder. Fiona looks down at Heather’s hand, then back at Heather’s face. Heather Halliwell: I mean this from the bottom of my heart. If I’m going out and passing the torch to anyone, it couldn’t possibly be to anyone else but you. So how about it? Fiona Rourke vs. Heather Halliwell one last time at EX-PRO #11? Heather removes her hand from Fiona’s shoulder and holds it out to Fiona to shake. Fiona stares down at Heather’s outstretched hand as the crowd goes insane, screaming and chanting both her and Heather’s names. She waits a few more seconds, looking out into the crowd, before she looks back at Heather and finally smiles. Reaching out, Fiona places her hand into Heather’s, shaking it, before she pulls the blonde into a hug. The hug breaks, both females obviously emotional, before Fiona takes the mic from Heather gently and raises it to her mouth. Fiona Rourke: The fact alone that you asked me out of everyone on the roster for this match means a lot to me. Let’s give these fans one more amazing show between us. She smiles again at Heather as the crowd cheers louder while "One for the Money" starts playing throughout the arena again and the two walk off, sharing a hug and a chance to go backstage. Dick Morosi: You heard it here first! In two weeks, Fiona Rourke and Heather Halliwell meet one last time...for the last time! It's Heather Halliwell's retirement match! Seth Ericson: Come back, my Queen! Come back to us! Dick Morosi: In the meantime, we've got bigger things at stake. It's the World Heavyweight Title up for grabs when Zero McHannon defends in a four corners match...next! David Zinkus: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall, and is a Four Way Match for the EXODUS Pro World Championship! Introducing first... The lights dim in the entire arena as a guitar riff slowly starts to play and build up. Suddenly, drums slowly start to rise through the riff, bringing the crowd to their feet for the opening of " Pull Me Under" by Dream Theater! David Zinkus: Weighing in at 215lbs, and hailing from São Paulo, Brazil, he is CHRIS STRIKE!!! And his opponent... The music continues to play, and around the 1:15 mark, Chris Strike emerges from the curtain, in complete samurai gear! Standing there as the crowd greets him and remembers his previous accolades in Japan, he takes a minute to take a deep breath before he nods and starts to march down the aisle as the lyrics begin. Lost in the sky Clouds roll by and I roll with them Arrows fly Seas increase and then fall again
This world is spinning around me This world is spinning without me Every day send future to past Every breath leaves me one less to my last... Strike hits the ring and is instantly showered with streamers as he steps toward the center of the ring, the crowd cheering as he starts to draw his samurai sword! Pulling it out and slashing the air, the crowd erupts as he immediately turns his attention to the entrance way and dares whoever is next to take him down! Dick Morosi: That man looks incredibly focused. Seth Ericson: You wanna see focused? Wait until you see the next guy. The lights go back to dim as the crowd starts to hear something... YEAH! " Survival" by Eminem continues to play as the lights around the entrance go red, giving the effect that the whole place is on fire! THIS! IS! SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST! THIS! IS! DO OR DIE! THIS! IS! THE WINNER TAKES IT ALL SO TAKE IT ALL-AA-AA-ALLL! As soon as Eminem's verse begins, the curtain explodes open and the crowd continues to cheer at the sight of one of EXODUS' biggest stars in Japan, Steve Lenton, appears! In camo war paint and a riot vest over his chest, Lenton starts to nod his head before he cups his hand to his ear to make sure the crowd knows to cheer louder! Making his way down the aisle, he begins to slap hands with the fans, slowly starting to make his way back into the ring while he takes a deep breath. Glancing at Strike once in the ring, he starts to climb a corner to salute the crowd as they continue to cheer! David Zinkus: Tipping the scales at 257lbs, from Hampton, Virginia by the way of Washington D.C. he is The Big L, STEVE LENTON! And their opponent... Dick Morosi: Listen to this capacity crowd for The Big L! Seth Ericson: WHAT?! I can't hear you! Suddenly, blackness all through the arena, ALL THE LIGHTS GO OFF! As the sun falls, Darkness...shall...come...I went outta my way to do music for you. I did shit with E40, Scarface, everybody All your heroes, nigga Yukmouth. All that shit. Now I'm about to do a it my way, I don't give a fuck what y'all think about me. Call me devil worshiper, nigga? You think that shit's bad? Listen to this, muthafucka! The entire arena is taken aback as strobe lights start to flash around the entrance, and coming out from the back with his burlap sack to the sounds of " Blackened the Sun" by Tech N9NE continues to play as Magnus Gunner stands there, the malice oozing out of him. Slowly making his way to the ring, a small contingent of Gods & Monsters fans from Japan start to cheer for their charismatic leader. The man ignores all the crowd reactions and starts to step into the ring and pace around, clearly enraged and ready for battle. David Zinkus: Fighting out of Detroit, Michigan, he stands at six foot-four inches tall, and weighs in tonight at two-hundred and forty pounds... he is CHRISTUM....FUROR! And finally, introducing their opponent... Dick Morosi: Magnus Gunner has been on a tear recently, and everything that's going on has given people a reason to think this is going to get ugly. Seth Ericson: Even so, we've got one man left, and he's the World Champ! The lights only dim after that madness, but the sounds of a guitar riff start to play, slowly being joined by another guitar and drums! The crowd starts to hammer the guard rails in time with the beat and then the full drums and guitar kick in, bursting the manager of the World Champion out from the back! Beeno starts to wave his arms around to get the crowd into tonight's song of choice, " Hail to the King" by Avenged Sevenfold! Watch your tongue, I'll have it cut from your head Save your life by keeping whispers unsaid Children roam the streets, now orphans of war Bodies hanging in the streets to adore
Royal flames will carve a path in chaos, Bringing daylight to the night Death is riding into town with armor, They've come to take all your rights... As the chorus starts, Zero McHannon comes out from the back, looking like a boxing champion! In a Japanese inspired boxing robe, Zero steps out, World Title around his waist before he calls out to the crowd that has embraced him! With a thunderous shout of "ZERO, ICHIBAN!" and an echo back from the crowd, a small contingent of fans start a "ZERO, BOM-BA YE!" chant as he slowly starts to make his way down toward the ring! Hail to the king, hail to the one Kneel to the crown, stand in the sun Hail to the king! The crowd finally gets into the song's chant, and a "HAIL! HAIL!" chant starts to break out as Zero slowly gets to the ring, having slapped a few hands on his way down. Taking a deep breath, he slowly steps up the ramp and begins to step in, ripping the title off his waist and stepping up to a corner to hold up the title as streamers fly into the ring for respect for the champion! Zero instantly stands down and hands the belt to referee Katie Hanneman as he waits patiently. David Zinkus: From Miami, Florida, and weighing in at 235lbs, he is your EXODUS Pro World Champion. Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you The Chosen One, ZERO MCHANNON! The four men stand in their respective corners, staring at each other wearily. After a few moments, Brian Lowery calls for the bell! Straight away, Magnus drops to the mat, and rolls out of the ring. He takes a few steps back, not taking his eyes of his competitors. Dick Morosi: Magnus Gunner running early here, Seth. Seth Ericson: Nothing of the sort, Dick. Magnus knows he’s a strong target to be ganged up on, so he’s trying to remove that threat. The three men in the ring watch Gunner. Lenton and Strike share a brief glance, before both hitting the mat and rolling out of opposite sides of the ring. The slowly wander round, cutting off Magnus’ route around the ring each way, with Zero still standing in the ring. Magnus looks back and forward between Chris and Steve, trying to decide the preferable route of attack. Shaking his head, he slides into the ring, just as both Chris and Steve start to approach. He stands, only to be taken straight down with a Dropkick from McHannon! Strike slides straight in, looking to pounce on the downed Gunner, only to get caught off guard by Zero, who takes him straight down with a Teardrop Suplex. Magnus takes the moment to roll out of the ring, as Lenton jumps up onto the apron. Strike also rolls out of the ring as McHannon moves to tackle Steve, only for Steve to step off the apron as he grabs Zero’s head, pulling him down throat first into the ropes. Dick Morosi: After a timid start, this championship match is firmly underway! The Big L slides into the ring, and as Zero turns charges, driving his shoulder into McHannon’s midsection, driving him to the ropes. Lenton refuses to stops, and drives McHannon through the gap between the second and top rope, resulting in both men tumbling out of the ring to the floor. Dick Morosi: Such power from the Big L! Steve Lenton proving yet again he has solidly earned his place in this match up. Both men are struggling on the floor. As they do, Gunner has snuck up on Strike. His spins him around, only to receive a forearm to the face for his troubles. The pair erupt into a flurry of forearms, exchanging back and forth at high speed, until Strike catches Magnus upside the head with an Elbow to the temple. With Gunner dazed, he takes one handful of hair and another of tights, and runs him at the ring post, only for Magnus to drop to the deck at the last moment, catching Strike with a Drop Toe Hold and causing him to plunge face first into the ring post! Seth Ericson: Hah! Heather’s not going to like that! Strike down, Magnus slides into the ring, trying to get a reading of how the field stands. He is confronted, quite quickly, with the sight of Steve Lenton rolling into the ring. The Big L stands, and both men stare at each other across the ring. Both men start to circle, sizing each other up, gradually drawing closer with each cycle. The start to reach out for the test of strength, but Magnus lashes out with a swift boot, catching Lenton right in the stomach. Gunner follows up with a swift right, then goes for another, only for Lenton to block it, hammering back with a massive right of his own. Gunner fires back, only for Steve to retaliate once more. Magnus tries to come back, but Steve is faster, catching him with another right, and another, and another, causing Gunner to stagger back. The Big L charges forward with Lariat, only for the Loaded Pistol to duck it, and reaching back catch Steve with an Inverted Headlock. Dick Morosi: Oh no, I think I know what’s coming... Magnus lets loose, and catches Lenton with a Brain Aneurysm. Magnus drops to his knee, trying to catch his breath, as Zero McHannon slides into the ring out of nowhere, and straight for a cover on Lenton! 1... Magnus sees it. 2... Magnus takes a running punt at McHannon, who dodges it by rolling off Lenton, and out of the ring again under the bottom rope. Zero takes a couple of steps back, locking eyes with Magnus. Dick Morosi: Zero nearly stole his title defence right there, but Magnus was not to be denied. Shaking his head at McHannon, Gunner starts dragging Lenton up to his feet. He connects with a European Uppercut, sending the already dazed Big L into the ropes. Sensing opportunity, Gunner takes Lenton by the arm, and whips him to the opposite ropes. Steve counters, sending Magnus running! Steve starts bending down ready for Magnus’ return, but he telegraphs it, with Magnus connecting with a solid kick to the chest! Magnus charges, but Lenton grabs him, both hands around the throat... Seth Ericson: He’s choking him! He’s choking him! REF! With a colossal display of strength, Steve Lenton sends Magnus flying over head with an L-Plex! As soon as Gunner hits the mat, Zero slides in one more, going for the pin! 1... 2... Steve Lenton with a massive Double Ax Handle to McHannon’s head, breaking the pin. McHannon tries to slide out of the danger zone, only for Lenton to catch him by the foot. He picks him up, McHannon hopping as he tries to retain balance. With a massive push, Steve sends Zero spinning, and as he turns towards the Big L, Lenton connects with the Game Changer! Dick Morosi: The Big L once more in control! But here comes Strike. Chris Strike slides into the ring. Steve turns, only for Strike to sprint up and connect with a Shotei! Steve hits the mat hard. Strike stands, his three opponents all on the mat. With a certain nod, he hits the mat, going for the pin on Lenton. 1... 2Kickout! Seth Ericson: Strike thought the Big L was done. He thought wrong. McHannon gets back to his feet, groggily. Strike spies him out the corner of his eye, and turns, only to be caught with a sudden Inverted STO! Dick Morosi: McHannon playing possum! Strike is down! McHannon goes for the pin, but before the ref can lay a palm on the mat, Magnus Gunner connects with a hard Soccer Kick to the ribs. He pulls Zero to his feet, catching him with a series of Elbow Strikes. He applies an Arm Wrench, and keeping the arm twisted, whips Zero hard into the corner. He takes a moment in the centre of the ring to pose, eliciting a chorus of boos from the crowd. Sick smirk on his face, grabs Zero by the head, and takes him down with a Magnus Driver! He rolls McHannon up. 1 2 Kickout! Dick Morosi: You’ve got to know Zero is existing purely on instinct out there. Lenton and Strike are still struggling to stir on the mat. Gunner takes Zero by the arm once more, and applies another Arm Wrench, twisting hard. Magnus delivers another hard whip into the corner, Zero hitting hard, but McHannon uses the shock of the rebound to come back and take Magnus straight back down with a solid Clothesline. Magnus straight back up, only for Zero to interrupt as he stands and connect with a Corkscrew Neckbreaker! Pinfall! 1 Chris Strike breaking up the pin with a Low Dropkick! Seth Ericson: Nobody is ever going to win this at this rate. Strike pulls McHannon upright, and with a handful of tights, takes him and sends him out through the middle of the ropes. Lenton, in the mean time, has rolled out onto the apron under the bottom rope, and taken the opportunity to use the ropes to get himself upright. He eyes Strike, and as he begins to turn Slingshots into the ring, connecting with Air L! Lenton going for the pin. 1 Kickout! Both men quickly back to their feet, staring at each other. Steve suddenly charges, Strike leaps... NARUKAMI! Dick Morosi: Chris Strike hits the Narukami! I think this has to be it for the Big L. Strike goes for the pin... 1 2 Magnus with a Leg Drop to the back of Strike’s head! He pulls him up, Elbow after Elbow to the face of Strike! Chris is knocked off balance, Magnus starts the Discus Elbow Smash, but as he faces forward he’s caught off guard as Strike unleashes another Narukami! Seth Ericson: Another Narukami! This match has to be done now! Strike eyes up Magnus, only to get a Forearm to the back of the head as Zero bursts back onto the scene. Strike staggers forward, but as Zero goes for the follow up he catches him with a Judo Kick to the midsection. He takes the winded McHannon and sends him running into the turnbuckle. Strike follows up, going for the Body Avalanche, but Zero dodges, allowing Strike to drive the turnbuckle into his own sternum. Zero runs into the opposite ropes, and comes back fast, connecting with a Body Avalanche of his own to the cornered Strike! Strike staggers out of the corner, and Zero chases, before catching him and taking him to the mat with a Running Cutter! Zero looks to the fallen opponents. He looks to the crowd. He looks to the turnbuckle. Dick Morosi: I think Zero is looking to end it right here, right now. Zero climbs the turnbuckle, taking a moment whilst at the top to take stock of the situation. Aiming for Strike, Zero doesn’t see Magnus beginning to stand... Zero flies of the top turnbuckle, going for a Set In Stone, only for Magnus to interrupt, kicking McHannon hard in the stomach as he comes flying down! Seth Ericson: Zero’s momentum, combined the power Magnus put into that kick... McHannon’s got to be hurting. Magnus is on the deck, having lost balance from all the energy he put into the kick. Magnus slowly gets to his feet, eyes locked on McHannon as he does so. Slowly, he approaches Zero, hands outstretched, only to be taken clear off his feet by Steve Lenton with a 3:00! Dick Morosi: THE BIG L! Where the L did he come from? Steve goes for the pin! 1 2 Magnus kicks out! Steve can’t believe it. Magnus shakes out the cobwebs. Seth Ericson: I don’t think Gunner even knows what the L just happened. Steve gets back to his feet, staring down at Gunner. He looks to the crowd. He points to the top turnbuckle. They roar! Before he can move, arms appear from nowhere and hook him up in a Full Nelson. Strike leaps, driving his knees into Lenton’s back as he falls... Relâmpago! Seth Ericson: Now it’s Lenton’s turn to be surprised! Before Strike can even make a move on Lenton, Steve rolls to the ropes, leaving him confronted with the rising Gunner. He advances, only for Magnus to lash out with a kick, doubling Strike over. With a quick Gutwrench, he pulls Strike into a Canadian Backbreaker Rack... Dick Morosi: I think that Magnus may be about to pursue happiness... Lenton advances on Magnus, only to be caught unaware by an Elbow from Gunner’s free arm. With Lenton staggering back, Magnus hits Strike with the Pursuit of Happiness! Before he can make a move, Steve charges forward, going for a BLITZ, only for Gunner to hit a Drop Toe Hold, sending Lenton to the mat. Gunner follows up quickly, locking in Lithium! Seth Ericson: The Big L has to be tired, and Magnus’ Lithium is going to make him more so. This may be it. Steve struggles against the hold. With all the effort he has, he lashes out with a foot, hooking it on the bottom rope. Brian Lowery orders Magnus to break the hold, but he refuses! Brian starts to count. 1 2 3 4 Magnus relinquishes the sleeper. Staying on his knees a moment, he regards his fallen foe, before getting to his feet. Suddenly, a hand on his shoulder spins him around. Zero McHannon delivers a hard boot to the midsection, folding him over. Tucking his head under his arm, he hoists him into the air, and hits him with a Zero-Tolerance! Magnus is seeing stars! Zero turns, and Chris Strike is coming at him. Chris goes for a Narukami, but Zero pushes him off, before hooking him up and taking him with a Zero-Tolerance too, sending him off the top rope with it! Zero sags a little, his damaged abdomen obviously troubling him, using the ropes for support. Dick Morosi: Zero has kicked it up a notch! The champ is going to retain! Seth Ericson: I wouldn’t be so sure Dick, here comes the Big L! Steve Lenton is on his feet, and charging at Zero. At the last moment, McHannon hits the deck, taking the top rope with him, letting Steve charge into space, and out of the ring. Zero takes a moment too long looking down to confirm Steve is down, leaving him unaware of Gunner coming up behind him! Gunner grabs him by the ankle and flips him over the ropes and out of the ring!! Dick Morosi: NO! Gunner is the only man left standing, please no! Zero is out of the ring. Strike is barely with it in the ring. Lenton only just getting to his feet. Exhausted, Gunner collapses... over Strike. Brian starts the count. 1 Steve is staggering to the ring! 2 He’s trying to climb the apron. 3! The Big L collapses. David Zinkus: Ladies and Gentlemen, your champion, and NEW World Champion... MAGNUS GUNNER! WINNER (and NEW EXPro World Champion): MAGNUS GUNNER
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We come back from commercial to find the Strong Style Seraph, or as she is becoming known as lately, The Stardust Seraph Fiona Rourke walking backstage until she heads to a hidden spot away from other people. Given that it was a new arena, it was hard to find such a place, but Fiona spots the perfect area to clear her head to prepare for her big match. Only to stop in her tracks when she saw a familiar figure stretching there already. Jonathan, sitting and stretching for his match with his new full-face mask on already. She smiles, walking over, until she is standing over him. Fiona Rourke: We must have our own set of spidey senses, Captain. Jonathan Collins: With the amount of times we do this, you think we plan it. The two look around, shifting eyes. Jonathan Collins: Nice pair of...titles. Fiona Rourke: Thanks. You can touch them if you want. She grins, winking teasingly at him as she steps over him then sits down in front of him, stretching out her legs. Fiona Rourke: Are you nervous? He sighs as he holds up his hand, still its soft cast as he shakes his head, rubbing his face with his good hand. Jonathan Collins: I'm just peachy, if you haven't noticed. She gives him a small smile, knowing just exactly what kind of mindset he's in at that moment. Stretching her legs out to each side, she leans over one and then the other. Fiona Rourke: Well for what it's worth, I know you're going to win tonight. I have all the faith in the world in you. Jonathan Collins: I think I'm a little more worried about you. Fiona lifts her head, her eyes meeting her fiance's. Fiona Rourke: Me? You don't have to worry about me, Jon. I'm fine. Of course, she knew he'd see right through her facade of confidence. Jonathan Collins: Don't kid me. You know how tough he is, and I know what having to go through Jimmy to win did to you. Fiona Rourke: Fine, you caught me. She sighs, sitting up and rubbing her hand over her face as he had done. Fiona Rourke: I'm terrified, alright? This is probably the biggest match I've ever had....even more than beating Fujita the other night. I'm terrified I'll fail you and EXODUS and the fans. He nods and reaches for her hand, taking it and making sure that she knows just how he feels. Jonathan Collins: Look, no matter which one of you walks out the winner, EXODUS got a solid champion. Las is a good guy, and you're a great guy. I know you have the burden of being close but not quite, but this weekend has already been a success...and there's only a few more days until what you're really waiting for. Fiona's hand tightens in Jon's good hand as she realizes just what he is referring to. Her smile softens as she looks at him, taking his hand and placing it on her cheek. Fiona Rourke: Couple weeks away. But, I'm just scared because I don't want to fail anyone. Especially not you and Maddie and the fans. I've already gotten so close and then lost it all. I don't want to go through that again. Jonathan Collins: Just be your best and nobody will hold it against you. Considering what happened last time, I think you'll do just fine. Fiona Rourke: Doing my best is what I always try to do. As long as I don't fail you and Maddie, then I'll count tonight as a success. Jonathan Collins: Then you've already succeeded. She smiles softly, kissing his palm, before she grabs his neck gently and pulls him close to give him a simple, gentle kiss on the mouth of his mask. Fiona Rourke: You're going to do great tonight too, Captain. You've already succeeded to me and Maddie. He nods as he gets up, letting their foreheads touch. Jonathan Collins: Time to get on the clock. Promises to keep, and miles to go... She gets up with him, smiling with her eyes closed and forehead against his. Fiona Rourke: ....Before you sleep. Jonathan Collins: See you soon, firefly. Fiona Rourke: See you soon, Captain. I love you. Jonathan Collins: I love you too. Jonathan smiles and gives her a nod, walking off as she looks after him and we cut back to Dick & Seth. Dick Morosi: There may be no more person in EXODUS as focused and collected as Jonathan Collins right now. Seth Ericson: That can only go so far, considering he's got a broken hand and Jerry Matthews has bad intentions for this last man standing match. Dick Morosi: Fair point. Let's take this to the ring! As Josh Turner's "Long Black Train" begins to play, "The Evangelist" Jerry Matthews strides down the aisle in a suit and tie. In his hand, he carries a Bible and begins his regular sermon as he ventures down to the ring. His spiritual liaison, Deacon Jeremiah, accompanies him to ringside with an offering plate, ready to collect money from any believers in the crowd. As he gets to the ring, he climbs through the ropes and removes his suit. He then raises his Bible in a preachly manner to the crowd as they boo incessantly. David Zinkus: The next matchup is a Last Man Standing match… Introducing first, from Redemption, Alabama… weighing in at 275lbs… "The Evangelist"… JERRY MATTHEWS!! The lights in the entire arena dim as the crowd waits in anticipation for Jerry Matthews' opponent. Suddenly, the crowd is stunned, knowing what's next as the lights go from dim to totally black with a red dim glow around the entrance! I am the last man, stand, survivor I am the last man home. I'll be the last man, stand, survivor I'll be the last man home... "Last Man Standing" by People In Planes begins and the crowd goes to their feet when they see just who stands at the entrance, waiting for Jerry! In a modified mask of the legendary White Phoenix, complete with white and gold trim variation of his own gear, Jonathan Collins stands at the entrance way, looking dead on at Jerry Matthews! With his jacket in white, bearing his ZERO Hour logo, Collins starts to make his way down to the ring, stepping in with dozens of streamers flying into the ring at the sight of him. David Zinkus: AND HIS OPPONENT...from Anaheim, California, weighing in at 212 pounds...he is THE SAINT OF VIOLENCE...JONATHAN COLLINS! Collins instantly drops to his knee to point a finger to the sky as he instantly rips off his mask to reveal a body paint job that makes him look as if he has a cybernetic jaw implant instead. Looking right at his opponent once he gets back to his feet, he sneers as senior official Brian Lowery helps Collins remove his jacket thanks to the soft cast on his left hand. As soon as the jacket is off, the bell rings… Jonathan Collins immediately darts out of his corner and Jerry Matthews quickly ducks out of the ring. The fans boo at The Reverend's stalling, which makes Jerry Matthews chuckle. Jerry begins consulting matters with the Deacon, moving closer and closer to the barricade… Where Madison Collins is sitting! Dick Morosi: Wait a minute, they are getting really close to Jonathan Collins’ daughter. Seth Ericson: Merely a coincidence… Jerry Matthews begins mouthing off at young Madison, obviously upsetting the young girl. Collins has had enough, and charges around the ring… Only to get clotheslined down by the Deacon! Dick Morosi: This is turning into a two on one assault! Seth Ericson: This was bound to happen, Dick! The pair of them start stomping on Collins, who is trying to protect his injured hand. Madison is screaming at the pair to leave her Dad alonr, but Deacon begins to mouth off at her. The crowd’s boos suddenly turn to cheers as none other than Papa Arino begins marching down to the ring! Dick Morosi: Here comes Papa! Seth Ericson: Please… please don’t make it rain! As Deacon is distracted by the appearance of Papa, Madison Collins suddenly leaps over the barricade in an attempt to protect her father! Dick Morosi: Madison! What are you doing? Jonathan tries to get up to protect his daughter, but Jerry maliciously stomps away at him, stopping him from getting up. Deacon then scoops up Madison! Dick Morosi: Please no! Please no! Papa charges around the ring, diving over to boot Deacon in the stomach as he held up Madison Collins… Who flips him over with a hurricanrana! Dick Morosi: WHOA! Seth Ericson: T-that’s impossible! Papa grips the fallen Deacon by the head, and begins to drag him away from the area, throwing several punches as he does so. Jerry is in shock, backing away from the action as he tries to gather his thoughts together. Rather than capitalising, Jonathan crawls right over to his daughter, telling her that ‘All Will Be Well’. Dick Morosi: Collins is helping his daughter back to her seat now, Jerry is sensibly backing off. Seth Ericson: I think he needs to revaluate his game back, though in the early doors, he has the advantage! After Collins helps Madison out, he climbs back into the ring. The referee backs Jonathan Collins up and allows Jerry Matthews to slide back into the ring. Matthews cockily steps centre ring and offers up a hand to Jonathan Collins for a test of strength. Jonathan Collins shakes his head at the notion of the hold, especially with his bad hand but abides and walks centre ring to meet the Reverend. Seth Ericson:That that is unsportsmanlike! SMACK! Jonathan Collins slaps Jerry Matthews right across the face! Matthews stumbles back and away from Jonathan Collins and as soon as he turns to face his foe, Jonathan Collins charges Jerry and spears him to the mat! Jonathan Collins mounts Jerry Matthews and displays his MMA knowledge and starts throwing elbows at the skull of Jerry Matthews! Jerry Matthews wisely covers up and makes it difficult for Collins to find an opening. Seth Ericson: Damn. This is just gonna be a fight, isn't it? Dick Morosi: What? Did you think they were here to play a match of Chess? OF COURSE IT'S GOING TO BE A FIGHT! Seth Ericson: I don't know…I just thought that maybe it would be a little more…sporting? Dick Morosi: After what these two have been through!? Seth Ericson: Damn it, Dick! Why can't they just get along? Jerry Matthews is able to wiggle his way out of the mount by Jonathan Collins and quickly turns Jonathan Collins and starts throwing wild punches at The Reverend! Jonathan Collins wastes little time and again turns The Evangelist to his back and this has now turned into a wild brawl! Neither man can seemingly maintain any sense of domination! Seth Ericson: This isn’t fair! Dick Morosi: Collins is now throwing some wild kicks to Matthews’ temple! Seth Ericson: And a Buzzsaw kick! Matthews looks dazed as he simply kneels there. Jonathan goes for another kick. But in one quick motion, Jerry Matthews is able to spin and come up with an arm of Jon Collins and goes for the injured hand! Jonathan Collins quickly clasps his hands together to relieve the pressure of the hold. In doing this, Collins has also garnered leverage and works his way to his feet. Jerry Matthews breaks the hold and quickly kicks Jonathan Collins in the face to get some breathing room. Matthews quickly gets back up to his feet and boots Jonathan in the gut. Jerry Matthews sends Jonathan Collins to the ropes and attempts a standing back elbow. Jonathan Collins ducks under and rebounds back to Jerry Matthews. The Evangelist quickly snaps off a deep arms drag. Every takedown, Jonathan Collins pops right back up to his feet! Again, Jerry Matthews kicks Collins in the gut…but Jonathan Collins explodes at Jerry Matthews with a Parallax Shock, knocking him over the top rope and to the floor! Dick Morosi: That had to hurt! Jerry Matthews is slow to get up to his feet on the outside and from the inside of the ring, Jonathan Collins isn't wasting a second as he hits the ropes and explodes through the middle and top rope and DRILLS Jerry Matthews with a suicide dive! Both men crash hard! Dick Morosi: Suicide Dive by Jonathan Collins! Seth Ericson: Damn! Collins' back crashed right into the steel! Dick Morosi: Yeah. The thud after he hit the cement didn't sound too pleasant, either. Surprisingly, Jonathan Collins is the first man up. Jonathan walks off the landing for a second before helping The Evangelist to his feet by the hair. Jonathan Collins grabs Matthews by the arm and Irish Whips him into the guardrail! Jerry Matthews screams in pain, which makes Jonathan Collins smile as he stalks Jerry Matthews. Collins, again, brings Jerry Matthews to his feet and to a different section; Jonathan Collins whips Jerry Matthews into the guardrail again! Seth Ericson:This isn’t fair! Jonathan Collins charges in at the propped up and dazed Jerry Matthews. Jonathan Collins leaps in the air…but Jerry Matthews ducks! Collins soars right over The Evangelist AND the guardrail and unceremoniously crashes into the first row of the EXODUS faithful, mainly Section B itself! Jerry Matthews turns towards Jonathan Collins and chuckles as he props himself up on the guardrail and recovers. Seth Ericson: Nope. He could have easily cracked a rib depending on how he landed and that's the last thing you need while you're in a match against Matthews. Jerry Matthews finally steps over the guardrail and pulls Jonathan Collins off of the lap of a male fan. Jerry Matthews punches Jonathan Collins a handful of times before dragging the Saint of Violence by his hair to the aisle way. Jerry Matthews drags Jonathan Collins halfway up the aisle way and finally, Jonathan Collins tries punching Jerry Matthews in the gut to break away. The Evangelist elbows Jonathan Collins in the back of the skull and quickly pushes a fan off of his chair. Matthews folds up the chair and CRACK!! Jerry Matthews bends the steel chair right over the skull of Jonathan Collins! Dick Morosi: Jerry just moulded that solid steel chair right over the skull of Jonathan Collins! MY GOD! Jerry Matthews continues dragging Jonathan Collins up the aisle and finally reaches the top. Jonathan Collins is completely out of it! His eyes are rolling back in his head as he is cautiously led by the arm by Jerry Matthews. As the duo walk into the halls of Korakuen Hall, Jerry Matthews Irish Whips Jonathan Collins into a brick wall next to the concession stand and…something has caught the Reverend's eye! Seth Ericson: CANDY! Get me some! Dick Morosi: I have no idea what he is planning here. Jerry Matthews climbs over the counter at the concession stand and grabs a large helping of Cotton Candy wrapped in a plastic bag. Seth Ericson:The Reverend must have a sweet tooth. Jerry Matthews quickly opens the large plastic bag and discards of its contents. A groggy Jonathan Collins fights to his feet, using the wall he was just slammed into for balance. In one sudden, sickening moment, Jerry Matthews wraps Jonathan Collins head completely in the plastic bag, suffocating the Saint of Violence. Dick Morosi: OH MY GOD, NO!!! Jonathan Collins viciously claws and flails, trying to find a way out…but there's no use! He slowly starts to fade and collapses hard on the floor. Jerry Matthews removes the plastic bag from around his head and tosses it aside as the EXODUS referee checks Collins ' pulse before administering the 10 count. Dick Morosi: Jonathan Collins isn't moving! Seth Ericson: Can't say I blame him. I mean, if I were deprived of all the air from my lungs, I‘d probably lay motionless on the concrete floor, too. 1...2...3...4...Surprisingly, Jonathan Collins starts stirring about! Jerry Matthews watches on, however, to not interfere with the count…5. ..6... 7... COLLINS IS UP! Jonathan Collins quickly stumbles back down to his knees and kneels over, stealing every breath he can! Matthews walks over to Jonathan Collins. Jerry Matthews stomps Jonathan Collins ' skull before mounting his back and unloading a flurry of punches to the back of Collins' skull. The Evangelist stalks Jonathan Collins, still talking trash. Finally, Jonathan Collins gets up to a vertical base as wobbly as ever…suddenly, Jerry kicks Jonathan Collins in the gut and goes for the Savior’s Wrath…but Jonathan Collins has the wherewithal to know what's coming and simply shoves Jerry Matthews off of him with all his might! The force from the push sends Jerry Matthews headfirst into a steel bathroom door! Jerry Matthews collapses in a heap, grabbing his head and neck! Seth Ericson: That was innovative! Jonathan Collins grabs a nearby janitor's closet door handle for balance…but the door opens and Jonathan Collins stumbles inside. We lose sight of the Director for a moment…but he returns moments later with a LIGHT TUBE in hand! Dick Morosi: Sweet baby Jesus, NO! Seth Ericson: This is BEYOND out of hand!! Jerry Matthews, who coincidentally is just getting to his feet, is trickling blood from just above his left eye. Jonathan Collins doesn't blink and doesn't flinch. He simply winds up and SMASH! Tiny shards and particles explode everywhere around the head of Jerry Matthews, who crumbles after having the light tube busted over his head! Seth Ericson: DISQUALIFY THAT MONSTER! Dick Morosi: This is a Last Man Standing match, Seth! Jonathan Collins is breathing heavy, STILL collecting his breath. From his peripheral vision, Jonathan Collins notices the plastic bag! Jonathan Collins wraps the bag up in itself, essentially making a rope. Jonathan Collins wraps the coiled bag around The Evangelist 's throat and begins dragging Jerry Matthews back to the ring! Jon Collins tosses the bag aside once the duo gets to the guardrail. Collins grabs Matthews by the hair and slams his skull in the steel before tossing him back over to the black matted floor. Jonathan Collins hops over and again, grabs Jerry Matthews by the hair and this time, he throws Jerry Matthews into the ring! The Evangelist starts crawling away from Jonathan Collins and Collins surprisingly seems to be in no hurry! Instead, he looks under the ring and finds something quite familiar. Seth Ericson: Wait is that? Is that Christian Kane’s old mask? Dick Morosi: And Collins is putting it on… He slides into the ring… And here come the headbutts! Jerry Matthews cries out in pain but Collins pays no attention to the cries and pleas from Jerry Matthews! Instead, Jonathan Collins continuously headbutts The Reverend's skull! Finally, Collins dismounts the VERY bloody Jerry Matthews! Dick Morosi: That…is easily the most unnerving thing I've seen all night. Jonathan Collins nuts Jerry Matthews one last time with the mask and tosses it to the floor where it lands with a splat. He begins to stalk the Reverend his arms outstretched almost begging Jerry Matthews to get to his feet. Jerry Matthews crawls to the ropes and uses them to pull himself up, but Collins kicks his foot out and drops Jerry Matthews to a knee. Jonathan Collins grins and begins to berate Jerry Matthews then drops down and locks in a choke hold. Jerry Matthews thrashes around for a moment trying to find a way out, then suddenly goes still. Dick Morosi: And the count goes on! 1…2….3…4…5…6 Seth Ericson:Jerry is stirring, he has the power of Christ on his side! But Jerry Matthews gets to his feet at 7 and the crowd erupts. The match continues! Jonathan Collins begins to lay into Jerry Matthews with hard fists over and over again until Jerry Matthews falls to his knees. Just when you think Jerry Matthews is down again he hits a low blow out of desperation. Jonathan Collins grabs his jewels and drops to his knees. Matthews shakes his head to clear the cobwebs and rolls out of the ring. Once outside he kicks the ring steps to separate them and picks up the top piece. Jerry Matthews tosses them into the ring, slides back in, and picks them up once again. Jonathan Collins is back to his feet with his back to Jerry Matthews as Jerry Matthews picks them up. Dick Morosi: No, don't do this! When Jonathan Collins turns around Jerry Matthews brings the steps forward and...THWAK! He hits the mat and a pool of blood almost instantly appears under his head where his face is rested on the mat. Seth Ericson: And now he goes for the hand again! Dick Morosi: That injury is not just a weakness, it is Collins’ major impact asset. Without the Zero Hour, he doesn’t have much in regards to a knock out move! Jerry Matthews is breathing heavily now and screaming at Jonathan Collins to get up. Jonathan Collins, not one to disappoint, starts to climb to his feet. Jerry Matthews again swings the stairs but this time Jon Collins was ready and dropkicks both knees of Jerry Matthews. Both men fall and the stairs thud to the mat inches from Jerry Matthews ‘ head. The ref pushes the stairs out of the ring and turns around to find the two men still down, both exhausted from the hellish match that has taken place…1…2…3…4…5…6…7…8… Seth Ericson: Not like this! Dick Morosi: Could this be a draw? …9…NO!! Both men are up. Jerry Matthews turns around to find Jonathan Collins staring at him and vice versa. Jerry Matthews sneers and slaps Jonathan Collins hard across the face. Jonathan Collins' head snaps around and he returns the favour with a slap to Jerry Matthews. The Reverend only smiles and slaps him again. Jonathan Collins screams and throws another slap, but Jerry Matthews, being the smart man he is, grabs the wrist and tries the ECHO 16. Jonathan Collins fights the hold and stops himself once from going to the ground but again Jerry Matthews tries. This time Jonathan Collins rolls through and out of the hold and kicks to his feet. Seth Ericson: OMEGA 16! Dick Morosi: OUT OF NOWHERE! He has the move locked in tight and Jerry has nowhere to go. He tries to get to the ropes, but to no avail. He fights and fights, but slowly starts to slip away. He begins tapping out furiously, but the referee ignores this. Seth Ericson: He is never gonna let go of this hold! Dick Morosi: Jerry is fading, and fading fast! Jon finally lets go of the hold, feeling that he has done enough. The referee starts to make the count as Jonathan lies back. 1…2…3… Jerry begins to stir…4…5…6. He is crawling to the ropes… 7…8…9… AND HE PULLS HIMSELF UP! Seth Ericson: THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELS YOU! Dick Morosi: I’m in shock… Jon then charges Matthews who is crouched in the corner… But is met with a vile fist that floors him! Seth Ericson: What a punch! Dick Morosi: That wasn’t just a punch… That was with a… Seth Ericson:CHAINMAIL GLOVE! Where did he find that? Collins is out! Jerry seemingly had the glove hidden in his tights the whole time. As the ref begins to make a count, Jerry ignores it, rolling out of the ring and searching beneath it for some more toys. He slides in a steel chair, and then pulls out a two sets of hand cuffs. Dick Morosi: Matthews has some deadly intensions! He climbs back into the ring, dragging the groggy Collins to his feet; He then handcuffs him to the ropes! Seth Ericson: EXODUS’ martyr is being crucified here! Dick Morosi: This is simply sickening! Matthews then begins to simply smack Jon in the back repeatedly with the steel chair! Over and over again as the crowd wince at the sight of it all. Matthews feels he has done enough, symbolising he is going to end it all. He uncuffs Jon, letting him fall to his knees before him. Matthews lets out a laugh, laying the steel chair down before scooping Collins up… AND TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER ONTO THE CHAIR! Dick Morosi: That must be it… Seth Ericson:He’s dead… He’s dead… Jerry Matthews stares down at the unconscious Collins then drops and rolls out of the ring. The ref begins to count the fall but Jerry Matthews screams… The referee begins his count...1.................. 2..................3.................. Jerry stirs...4.................. and gets to his feet, using the ropes for leverage... 5.................. No movement from Collins... 6.................. Now Jon stirs...7.................. He grabs the ropes...8.................. and pulls himself up. The referee breaks the count and Jerry Matthews is furious. Seth Ericson: Jerry is fuming now! I don’t blame him at all! Dick Morosi: And now he is going for the Savior’s Wrath! Seth Ericson: And he nails it! Dick Morosi: But Jerry hasn’t had enough yet. Look at him! Jerry takes a steel chair and wraps it around Jon’s injured hand. The ref doesn’t make the count, as Matthews screams at him. He then climbs the turnbuckle, pointing down at Collins as he makes the sign of the cross! Seth Ericson: This is it! Dick Morosi: What are you talking about! Matthews isn’t going for the knockout, he’s looking to permanently injure Jon’s hand! Seth Ericson: Here we go! JERRY WITH A DOUBLE FOOTED STOMP! Dick Morosi: WHOA! But Jon squirms out, pulling his hand out of the way just in time as the Reverend comes crashing down! He rolls around the mat, clutching his feet as he does so. Seth Ericson: Look! The cast is off. As soon as Jerry gets up, Jon is in trouble! Dick Morosi: B-but… Jon is moving his fingers around quite a bit as he tries to crawl to his feet. That hand doesn’t look that injured. Seth Ericson: They are both trying to get up now… Dick Morosi: And Jon is going for that glove! Dick is correct, as Jon slides on the chainmail glove. Both begin to stagger to their feet, Jon looking far worse off. They both have their backs turned before… Seth Ericson: NOOOO!! Dick Morosi: ZERO HOUR BACKFIST! WITH THE CHAINMAIL GLOVE! Seth Ericson:And both are down again! Collins put everything into that! The ref starts to make the count on both men….1….2…. 3… Dick Morosi: Did you hear what Collins shouted at him? ‘You’re forgiven, son!’ Seth Ericson: But neither are moving. Collins shows the first sign of life. Clutching his hand as the pain shows on his face. Matthews is still motionless. 4… 5… 6… Dick Morosi: Collins is grabbing the ropes… Seth Ericson: COME ON JERRY! COME ON!! Collins pulls himself up with the aid of the ropes… 7… Jerry is blinking…. 8… Jerry reaches out… 9… Seth Ericson: HE’S GONNA MAKE IT!!! Dick Morosi: IS HE? Jerry flops back down…10… Dick Morosi: THE REFEREE SIGNALS FOR THE BELL! Seth Ericson:NOOOOO!!! David Zinkus: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… JONATHAN COLLINS!!! Collins simply falls back down to the mat, as medics begin to flood ringside to check on the two combatants. As the fans applaud their efforts, the camera cuts to the commentator’s booth. Dick Morosi: That was unreal! Seth Ericson:I’m still in shock! This was a bloodbath of biblical proportions. Dick Morosi: I… really don’t have anything to say. Seth Ericson:Well the camera is on you! Say something, dammit! Dick Morosi: …. L…O…L… Chris Marks… Seth Ericson:Seconded… Blowjob: THIRDED!!! Seth Ericson: Where did that rat come from? Come back here! The camera focuses on Seth as crawls under the table, trying to find BJ Mandeep, who appeared from seemingly nowhere. Dick simply shakes his head at this. WINNER: JONATHAN COLLINS
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