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Post by Danny Vice on Apr 10, 2007 11:30:32 GMT -5
Live from Toronto, ON inside of the St. Michaels Arena, "End of Heartache" by Killswitch Engage hits as the pyrotechnics explode for another sensational edition of Wednesday Night Assault. The cameras pan through a rabid crowd before stopping at Josh Harter and Phil Brooks.
Phil Brooks: Ladies and gentleman, it's time for yet another exiciting episode of Wednesday Night Assault. This time, we are just 7 days away from Reign of Terror and the impending Annihilation Complex!
Josh Harter: And just to get everyone in the right mood, Commissioner Vice has booked 6 men inside of a steel cage tonight for our main event, to give these GWC fans a taste of what the Annihilation Complex will have to offer.
Phil Brooks: We also have three very exciting undercard matches tonight, the first being a three-way match between the teams of Dead End, The Classics, and St. Eldor and Mr. Banks.
Josh Harter: Then one half of the tag champions, Stephen Grace, squares off with one half of the number one contenders, K-Dawg, in a preview of their exciting tag title match next week!
Phil Brooks: And the Innovator of Fun will take on Michael Walters of Icon Corp. Ragnal faces off with Walters tag partner Mike Sullivan next week, so this match should be very interesting to see who has the momentum heading into Reign of Terror.
Josh Harter: And finally tonight, we have the 6-man World Title Contract Signing. Commissioner Vice has said none of these men are to touch one another before Reign of Terror, then decided to throw them all in the same ring together?
Phil Brooks: Not only that, but the consecutive shows of someone killing the power in the building and attacking members of the Annihilation Complex has been on the minds of GWC wrestlers and fans alike. First it was Danny Vice, then all six contenders and DJ. Who is behind these attacks?
Josh Harter: My guess is Eric Kennedy, but that's just me.
Phil Brooks: Well we will hopefully learn more, tonight on Assault!
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Post by Danny Vice on Apr 10, 2007 11:36:42 GMT -5
The Classics vs. Dead End vs. Mr. Banks and St. Eldor
Michelle Madison: The following is a triple threat tag team match!
"Push It" by Rick Ross. A figure appears on the stage and a large white pyro illuminates the stage and the figure walks through it.
Michelle Madison: On his way to the ring, weighing in at 235 lbs., Mr. Banks!
Mr. Banks walks down the aisle, climbs the steps slowly, enters into the ring, adjusts his suit, and then digs in his jacket pocket. He pulls out a wad of cash, and pays Michelle Madison for announcing him on his way to the ring. He then removes his jacket, hands it to referee, and removes his watch and necklaces.
Phil Brooks: This guy has some money.
Josh Harter: Ya think?
"Army Of Me" by Chimaira Music hits and the lights turn off all through out the arena. Then a very dim gray light shines on the stage, over casting "The Archangel". His arms are crossed and his hood is overhanging his face.
Michelle Madison: On his way to the ring, from Toledo, Ohio, weighing in at 186 lbs., “The Archangel” St. Eldor!
Then he throws his hood off of his face, and throws his arms out to his sides, hands palms up showing the sign of the crusade. Flames then shoot from the left and right ends of the stage towards him. Continuing down the ramp, the flames reach the ring where they circle then ignite the ring posts. He jumps up from the ground to the apron, when the flames that are on the ring posts once again and explode with red, dark gray, and gold lighted pyros. He steps in the ring and taunts to the crowd. Then he mentally prepares himself for the match, by sitting on the top turnbuckle starring at his tag partner.
Queen’s “We Are The Champions” starts to play as the arena goes dark, with a couple of blue searchlights lightning up the ramp, the aisle and the ring; on the ramp, Eddie Peral appears, followed by The Classics.
Michelle Madison: On their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 387 lbs., being accompanied by Eddie Peral, Victor Sinclair and Jason Lane, The Classics!
Victor and Jason observe the audience for a few seconds, then start their walk towards the ring, looking cold and distant, while their manager, on contrary, gesticulates enthusiastically and chatters away, hyping his protégés. In the ring, Jason and Victor mount the turnbuckles and solemnly unfolds the capes, spreading their arms wide. They then proceed to remove the capes and the belts, which they hand to Eddie Pearl, and walk into their corner to remain there until the bell rings.
Josh Harter: My pick for the future tag team champions.
Phil Brooks: That is a strong possibility Josh. You never know what is going to happen leading up to Kingdom Come. Not even what will happen at Reign of Terror!
A funeral march plays over the speakers with a mix of Arabian trumpets. The arena lights go out and two dark figures make their way swiftly to the ring.
Michelle Madison: On their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 494 lbs., The Emperor and Phantom, Dead End.
The two dark figures enter the ring and charge at the other two teams. Michelle Madison slides out of the ring, the arena lights come back on and the match begins.
The Emperor attacks Mr. Banks and St. Eldor while Phantom double clotheslines The Classics. Jason Lane is the first victim as Phantom picks him up with both hands in a choke. The Emperor scales the near turnbuckle and missile dropkicks Lane in the back while Phantom slams Lane to the mat. Victor Sinclair lies on the mat, The Emperor climbs atop Phantom’s shoulders and Emperor dives off Phantom’s shoulders with an Arabian facebuster on Sinclair.
Phil Brooks: The destructive team of Dead End is showing that they don’t always need weapons to get the job done.
Mr. Banks delivers a forearm shot to the back of Phantom. Phantom stands un-phased and he delivers a strong right hand to the side of Mr. Banks’ head. Phantom uses the Phantom Crasher on Mr. Banks and The Emperor scales the top rope. The Emperor signals for the end and he dives off the top rope with a Swanton Bomb. Phantom then gives St. Eldor a big boot, sending him over the ropes.
The Emperor goes for the pin.
1… 2… 3!!!!!
The Classics slid out of the ring rather than break up the count and grab steel chairs.
Josh Harter: Whoa! That was quick.
Phil Brooks: It isn't over yet...
Sinclair and Lane crack Phantom and Emperor over the head with the steel chairs, busting both men open and dropping them to their knees. The Classics then hit another sick chair shot, and Dead End is laid out. Sinclair request a microphone...
Victor Sinclair: This match was nothing more than our chance to make a statement. We did that, we're off to Reign of Terror.
The crowd booes as The Classics leave the ring.
Phil Brooks: Wow, that was just a set-up from The Classics, who seem to have the edge going to Reign of Terror.
Josh Harter: Perhaps, but Dead End just got the victory here tonight.
Raphael Erion Segment
The door of Raphael Erion opens and slams against the door as Raphael enters the hallway to answer the knocking on his door. Tim Ryan is standing there with a look of fear on his face and Raphael, dressed all in white, is blinding him.
Raphael: Yes?
Tim Ryan: You said to come back for an interview...
Raphael: Have you absolved yourself of your sins from last week?
Tim Ryan: What?
Raphael: Have you absolved yourself?
Tim Ryan: Well, I'm an atheist, so not really...
Raphael: Close your eyes.
Tim does so with a brief pause of hesitation and Raphael moves his hands in a cross formation as he speaks.
Raphael: Then in the name of the Saviour, I absolve you. Go. Be at peace.
Raphael disappears into the hallway and Tim is still left confused.
K-Dawg (w/ G-Money) v. Stephen Grace (w/ Lexington Royale and Reginald Churchill)
Michelle Madison: This match is scheduled for one fall and is set with a ten minute time limit, first the coming to the ring, from Woodbridge, VA, weighing in at 210 pounds, one half of The Playmakers, K-Dawg!!
Fallout Boy's “This Aint a Scene, It’s an Arms Race” begins to play then K-Dawg jumps through a ring of fire. G-Money is right behind him as K-Dawg strolls down the ramp slapping hands with the fans as they cheer for him. Then rolls into the ring as G-Money goes to ringside and climbs to the top rope and screams "Bob Saget" then he moonsaults off. To end it, he screams "Bob Saget" one more time then awaits he opponent by sitting on the top turnbuckle.
Michelle Madison: And his opponent, accompanied by Lexington Royale, from London, England, weighing 235 pounds, “The Genius” Stephen Grace!!
A school bell sounds as Beethoven's Fifth Symphony plays throughout the arena and Stephen Grace walks out along with his partner Lexington Royale and modestly shrugging his shoulders. The lights dim at first and then sparks fly on the ramp when Stephen reaches the ring. He points at the sparks and then sits on the middle turnbuckle. They gets booed all the way.
Stephen Grace points at K-Dawg and tells the referee to get him away as he takes off his robe. The bell rings and both wrestlers circle each and lock up in the middle of the ring. K-Dawg quickly applies a side headlock to Grace. Grace shoves him off the ropes, but is knocked back down by a shoulder block from K-Dawg. K-Dawg bounces off the ropes and Grace goes tries to scoop him up, but K-Dawg goes over the back and rolls Grace up for a two count! Grace gets up but is taken right back down by a deep arm drag from K-Dawg. Grace to the outside as K-Dawg is fired up. Grace slaps the ring apron and looks at K-Dawg with a disgusted look on his face. The referee is counting to ten as Grace is still beside himself with anger. Stephen Grace bides his time and walks around the ring, Lexington Royale is coaching him on and he then gets back on the apron and gets back into the ring.
Josh Harter: Both these teams are set to do battle for the GWC Tag Team Championships at Reign Of Terror!
Phil Brooks: It will be another successful title defense by EFC, I am sure of it!
Both men lock up again and there is a bit of a pushing match and Grace takes K-Dawg down with an arm drag, but K-Dawg headscissors him over then both men get to their feet and K-Dawg takes Grace down with a drop toe hold. K-Dawg quickly applies an armbar. Grace is shaking his head trying to fight the hold. K-Dawg switches to a hammerlock and K-Dawg rolls him over onto his back and gets a two count. K-Dawg rolls Grace over his head and into another pin for two. Each man gets to their feet and K-Dawg jumps up and takes Grace down with a headscissors takedown into a leg scissors. Grace tries to fight out of the headscissors and K-Dawg tries to lock in an underhook, but Grace escapes and K-Dawg goes back to the hammerlock. They get to their feet and Grace elbows out of the hammerlock. Grace scoop slams K-Dawg to the canvas. Grace drops an elbow but misses and K-Dawg gets back up and arm drags Grace back to the mat. K-Dawg then twists the arm in between his legs. Grace holds his arm and pulls himself up by the ropes as K-Dawg looks on. K-Dawg grabs him and throws him into the ropes and then hits a beautiful arm whip, throwing Grace to the mat into a hammerlock.
Josh Harter: K-Dawg is really taking it to Stephen Grace!
Phil Brooks: Grace is just biding his time!
Josh Harter: Oh really, well if this is any indication of the match at RoT then we might have new tag team champions!
The referee checks on Grace as K-Dawg is still holding the hammerlock. Grace gets to one knee as K-Dawg has an armbar applied now. Grace gets to his feet and throws K-Dawg into the ropes, but K-Dawg comes back with another shoulder block, knocking Grace to the mat. K-Dawg tries for it again, but Grace goes low. K-Dawg falls to the mat and Grace kicks him in the stomach then drops an elbow to the sternum of K-Dawg. Stephen Grace lifts K-Dawg up for a gut buster. Grace makes a cover for only two though!
Josh Harter: Stephen Grace does not get the pin!
Phil Brooks: He has to be upset about that one!
Grace then elbows K-Dawg into the corner and repeatedly kick and knees him in the midsection and then an elbow to the top of the head. Grace whips him off the ropes, but K-Dawg reverses and nails Grace with a dropkick, knocking him down. K-Dawg scrambles and keeps the pressure with a snapmare into a cover...one...two...Stephen Grace kicks out. K-Dawg then pulls Grace down with a backslide...one...two...and again Stephen Grace kicks out. The crowd boos Grace, as both men are tired now and Grace wildly swings, but K-Dawg ducks and lifts him up for a back suplex! K-Dawg makes another cover...one...two...but Royale pulls Grace out of the ring! Grace lies on the mat as Royale taunts K-Dawg, but G-Money comes out of nowhere with a huge clothesline, knocking Royale to the mat!
Josh Harter: Royale blindsided by G-Money! What a hit!
G-Money picks Grace up and rolls him into the ring. K-Dawg then climbs the turnbuckles and proceeds to give him a ten punch. K-Dawg then goes to whip Grace into the opposite corner, but Grace reverses and as K-Dawg staggers out, Grace nails him with a vicious Equilibrium! Stephen Grace hooks the leg and makes the cover as G-Money is held back by Royale on the outside...one...two...three! The crowd boos as the referee raises Grace’s hand. Grace wipes his forehead and slings it into the crowd.
Michelle Madison: Here is your winner...Stephen Grace!
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Post by Danny Vice on Apr 10, 2007 11:39:35 GMT -5
Joe Ragnal v. Michael Walters "Twisted Transistor" by Korn plays as Micheal Walters comes out to the stage and does a hand sign like Perry Saturn's. Then he simply walks to the ring, not looking at anyone who jeers or boos him. He gets in the ring and looks towards the stage.
Michelle Madison: Making his way to the ring...
Before Michelle can finish Joe Ragnal has ambushed Walters in the aisle and slams his face down hard against the steel barricade. He then throws Walters into the ring and slides in himself. The bell sounds and Ragnal gets the better of the exchange and sends Walters into the ropes. Upon hitting the ropes, Walters is hit with a dropkick, which sends him down to the mat. Ragnal then crashes Walters hard into the opposite turnbuckle. Ragnal himself follows and places Walters atop the top rope. He then begins to lay in punches into the head of Walters, which the crowd eagerly counts along with the punches. Ragnal reaches nine, but at that point Walters powers out and hits an atomic drop, shifting the control of the match into his favor.
Walters begins his offensive assault by laying in several boots to abdomen of Ragnal. He then pulls Ragnal up and hits him with several forearms before hitting him with a DDT, which sends Ragnal down to the mat again. Walters waits patiently for Ragnal to reach his feet and then hits him with a superkick, the force of which sends Ragnal over the top rope and onto the floor. Walters then attempts a suicide dive, but somehow Ragnal moves out of the way, causing Walters to crash hard on the floor.
Instead of rolling in the ring for a possible countout victory, Ragnal hits a springboard moonsault onto Walters. Following this move, Ragnal rolls Walters into the ring and attempts a pin.
1…
2…
Walters kicks out.
Ragnal sizes Walters up for a spear, but Walters moves out of the way, causing Ragnal to hit the post shoulder-first. Walters rolls up Ragnal while holding onto the tights.
1…
2…
Ragnal kicks out.
Walters wastes no time going back on the offensive. He hits Ragnal with a tiger driver and then hits him with a facewash in the corner. After taunting the crowd, Walters climbs the top rope, indicating he is going to hit his version of the bulldog, which is exactly what he does. Now Walters sets up for the Compressor, his finishing maneuver.
Somehow, Ragnal slips out of it and surprises Walters with an enziguiri. With the distinct advantage, Ragnal hits his own set-up maneuver, the lungblower. Just like Walters moments earlier, Ragnal attempts to hit his finisher, a five star frog splash. But as Ragnal is on the top rope, Walters jumps to his feet and climbs the turnbuckle. He attempts a superplex, but Ragnal blocks it. Ragnal shoves Walters off but he nicely lands on his feet. Ragnal takes off from the top and hits a perfect body press.
One!
Two!
Three!
Michelle Madison: Here is your winner, Joe Ragnal!
Ragnal has his arm raised, but Walters attacks him. He begins stomping Ragnal while Sullivan makes his way down to the ring with two chairs. He hits Ragnal in the head with the first chair, knocking Ragnal up. Sullivan and Walters then place Ragnal on top of a chair, and hit him with a vicious con-chair-to as the crowd booes loudly.
Josh Harter: I...love...Icon Corp...
Phil Brooks: That puts you in a very exclusive club, as I am sure Joe Ragnal will have something to say at Reign of Terror about this attack.
Josh Harter: If he ever makes it there.
No Escape Steel Cage Match J.W. McCammon v. Ryder v. Xavier Cross v. Darkness v. Jamal Carter v. Bishop
The arena lights darken and a white light illuminates the steel cage above the ring. Ominous music plays throughout the arena as the cage lowers to white flashing lights. Three referees walk down to the ring, each with a chain and padlock in hand. They secure the now lowered cage and one ref slides into the ring and awaits the competitors.
Michelle Madison: The following match is a NO Escape Steel Cage Match!
Phil Brooks: Just one week before Reign of Terror and we have the main event of the century!
Josh Harter: Some intense rivalry has prospered in weeks past and now just before they do one on one battle, all that chaos will be locked into one cage! Right here, right now!
The arena goes black and "Bite The Bullet" by Machine Head starts to play as dark blue strobe lights hit and the crowd starts to buzz. The crowd erupts as JW McCammon walks out onto the stage with his black leather jacket, dark shades on and U.S. title around his waist. He pauses for a minute on the stage, stares at the crowd and then raises his arms to the air as the crowd pops. McCammon starts heading to the ring, slapping fans’ hands along the way.
Michelle Madison: Introducing first, from Sumter, South Carolina, weighing in at 235 lbs., he is the GWC United States Champion, “The Mercenary” JW McCammon!
JW McCammon walks around the ring, examines the cage and looks at the crowd. JW McCammon raises his arms and then enters the ring through the cage door. JW McCammon walks around the ring, takes his sunglasses and jacket off, handing them to the ring attendant outside the cage. JW McCammon starts getting warmed up as he waits for his opponents.
Phil Brooks: Our U.S. Champ steps inside the steel structure ready for some action!
Josh Harter: I think you are forgetting the U.S. title curse. You know where the champ loses his title at the PPV. It is simply destined for McCammon to lose the title to Ryder at Reign of Terror.
Smoke fills the ringside area and "Kingdom Come" by Godflesh begins to play as we see a shadowy figure emerge from the curtain. Dressed in a chain mail sleeveless shirt, black jeans, and a pair of black boots, Ryder makes his way to the ring.
Michelle Madison: On his way to the ring, weighing in at 245 lbs., This is Ryder!
He slides under the bottom rope through the cage door, stands, and sticks both fists straight out to his sides as he tilts his head back and looks to the rafters. His long blonde hair falls back from his face to reveal deep blue eyes and a face that is tormented. He then goes to the corner of the ring and sits against the bottom turnbuckle as the music fades and the lights turn back on. He hooks his fingers in the cage and shakes it testing its durability.
Josh Harter: New U.S. Champ right there!
“Bring ‘Em Out” by T.I. comes over the loudspeaker, the fans cheer loudly as Xavier jumps out from behind the curtain and runs down to the ramp, as he is running stage pyro is going off, it is colorless but loud, it goes off three times.
Michelle Madison: In the ring, from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 230 lbs., he is the GWC Television Champion, Xavier Cross!
He enters through the cage door, stands in the middle in a fighting stance, TV title around his waist and as the song fades he does a corkscrew off the top turnbuckle in the cage. Xavier leans on the ropes opposite of the ramp and talks over a game plan with JW McCammon.
Phil Brooks: Looks like champs stick together.
Josh Harter: No, that’s not it. It is the fact you take out everyone else then all you have to deal with is your accomplice.
Eminem’s "Till I Collapse" begins and the arena lights start to strobe red and blue, Bishop emerges from the entrance with towel covering his head. He walks down the ramp and slides in the ring, he rips the towel off his head and starts to warm up waiting for his challenger.
Michelle Madison: In the ring, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 257 lbs., “The Street Disciple” Bishop!
Bishop warms up and sides over with the Ryder staring down the GWC champs. "Torch" by DZK blasts through the arena as The Darkness walks down the ramp in his long black trench coat. Smoke sprays out from the ramp Darkness walks down it. He stops before getting in the ring, looks to the crowd and acknowledges them before taking his coat off, throwing it to them, rolling into the ring and into the cage. He steps back slowly into his corner and away from the other 2 formed teams.
Phil Brooks: This guy just creeps me out. He isn’t even going to find help in any other competitors.
Josh Harter: He is undefeated! Darkness has everything under control. But I second that scares the crap out of me thing.
All five men begin to pace around the ring. Ryder and Bishop give each other a nod and McCammon and Cross do as well. Darkness gets pumped up and prepares to take on Ryder until “Fireproof” by Pillar hits the speakers. The crowd jumps to their feet and out through the curtain walks Jamal Carter with a white bandage over his head.
Michelle Madison: On his way to the ring, from Birmingham, Alabama, weighing in at 250 lbs., Jamal Carter!
He slaps some fan’s hands before sliding into the cage and staring down Bishop. Bishop throws Carter a gang sign and Carter charges at him with a clothesline. The ref outside the ring closes the cage door and the match begins. Carter delivers multiple forearm shots to the head of Bishop trying to bust him open. Ryder attacks Carter from behind and McCammon and Cross double team Darkness. Ryder shoves Carter headfirst into the side of the cage. Carter hangs off the cage limp. McCammon uses a Manhattan Drop on Darkness and Cross bounces off the ropes and running dropkicks Darkness off of McCammon. Bishop chop blocks Cross sending him down to the mat. Cross holds his leg and Bishop delivers more mounted punches to the face of Cross. McCammon pulls Bishop off Cross but Bishop kicks McCammon in the back of the head with an Enziguri.
Josh Harter: What an athletic ability by the kid from Detroit!
Carter pulls himself away from the cage but Bishop and Ryder toss him back against the cage wall sending him in between the cage wall and ring ropes. Darkness is back to his feet, Ryder charges at him and Darkness turns it into a Military Press. Darkness holds Ryder above his head and Darkness press slams him to the mat.
Phil Brooks: What power by Darkness! He tossed Ryder around like a sack of potatoes!
McCammon and Cross brawl in the corner while Bishop shoves his foot into Carter’s face sandwiching him between the cage and his foot. Bishop releases his hold and Darkness connects with a running lariat to the back of Bishop’s head. Bishop drops to the mat and Darkness follows up with a stomp to Bishop’s back and he flips him over for a pin.
1. 2.
McCammon comes diving out of nowhere with an elbow breaking up with pin. McCammon pulls Darkness to his feet and sets him up in a pumphandle slam. McCammon carries a tired Darkness on his shoulders and slams him onto the mat.
Phil Brooks: He U.S. champ calls that crunch time and I can see why!
McCammon stands and poses in the center of the ring but Xavier Cross runs up behind him and side slams him to the mat. Ryder is standing on the top rope holding himself up on the cage. Cross turns around and Ryder dives off the top rope connecting with the Last Ryde.
Josh Harter: Ryder connects with the Last Ryde! He is going for the pin!
Ryder drapes his arm across Cross for a pin.
1.……………… 2.………………
Bishop throws Ryder off Cross breaking up the count. Ryder stands up and Bishop sends Ryder headfirst into the cage wall. Bishop pulls Cross to his feet and scoops him up. Bishop signals for The Betrayal. Bishop turns around and he is met with a dropkick from Carter. Bishop drops Cross and Carter follows up with a right hand to his face. Bishop backs away and Darkness charges at Carter. Carter sees him coming and he backdrops him high in the air. Bishop pulls something out of his pocket.
Phil Brooks: More brass knuckles! I can’t believe this!
Bishop fit’s the brass knuckles over his hand. Carter sees his coming from the jumbotron and he moves out of the way. Bishop’s fist connects with the cage and he holds his hand in pain. Carter whirls Bishop around and connects with the Firestarter. Carter crawls over and hooks Bishop’s leg for the pin.
1.………………… 2.…………………
A bloodied Ryder dives off the cage and nails Carter in the back of the head with a leg drop breaking up the pin. Ryder now rolls over on top of Bishop to cover him.
1................ 2...............
Cross and McCammon both dive over to break up the pin. McCammon pops up quickly and drills Cross with a clothesline as the two champions are going at it. Out of nowhere comes Darkness with a spear on McCammon. Darkness gets back to his feet and doesn't see Bishop, who grabs him in his clutches with Limb Damage. Darkness has nowhere to go, and the only man around is Ryder. Ryder runs behind Bishop and rolls him up.
1............. 2............. 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Josh Harter: Ryder stole this one!
"Kingdom Come" by Godflesh hits the speakers as a bloodied Ryder falls out of the doorway of the cage into the arms of Aria Cross. The referee lifts both of their arms in the air as the other five men look stunned inside of the cage.
Phil Brooks: They cannot believe what just happened. It looked like Bishop was going to make Darkness tap, but instead Ryder steals a victory with a sneaky roll-up.
Ryder and Aria leave ringside while the GWC crew comes down to take apart the cage. The other five wrestlers tease a massive brawl, but security comes and keeps them apart.
Phil Brooks: Wow! Reign of Terror is surely going to be one exciting event as each of these six men will face off on three of the huge matches on the card.
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Post by Danny Vice on Apr 10, 2007 12:32:38 GMT -5
World Title Segment
"Gonna Fly Now" by Bill Conti hits as Danny Vice walks out from the backstage area to the cheers of the crowd. He heads toward the ring, which is decorated with red carpeting and a large wooden table. Atop of the table is a clipboard with the World Title contract on it, along with a blue pen for the wrestlers to sign the contract. Vice steps into the ring, microphone in hand.
Danny Vice: Loyal fans of the GWC, I thank you for your patronage tonight. And I make one guarantee, that at Reign of Terror I will remain a fair and impartial guest referee no matter my feelings toward any of the six men about to come before you. But during that match, I must warn you, there will be terrifying, and severe consequences. Including the loss of a lot of blood, and possibly...
Vice is cut off by the sound of Jim Jones "We Fly High" as T-Money begins to make his way to the ring to a resounding boo from the crowd. His music is cut short as he reaches the stairs to the ring, and "The Light That Blinds" by Shadows Fall hits as Rick Mad and Creeping Death begin to head to the ring. All three man are in the ring with Commissioner Vice when "One Outta Three Has An STD" hits by Casey Jones. BA Monk heads to the ring with mixed emotions from the crowd, but those are cut short by the mammoth applause and cheer for Reckless Jack as "This Time Imperfect" by AFI hits the speakers. RJ runs down and slides into the ring, and the five challengers get nose to nose with one another.
Phil Brooks: You can feel the boiling point inside of that ring right now.
Commissioner Vice tries to step between the men, but they won't let him separate them. What finally turns them all around is "Money" by Pink Floyd hitting the speakers and Thunder headign to the ring with the GWC World Title hanging over his shoulder. He pauses just outside of the ring, removes his sunglasses, and laughs and the men inside. Thunder then turns back and signals up the ramp as about 15 security guards make their way down and into the ring. Two of them hold the ropes open allowing Thunder to enter.
Thunder: Vice, I figured you would need some reinforcements in keeping these men away from me and my World Title. So I decided to hire my own security tonight. I also expect you're going to keep your end of the bargain, and not plant me with another Outkast superkick at Reign of Terror like you did on Mayhem.
Thunder hands over the World Title which Commissioner Vice places on the table next to the contract.
Danny Vice: Thunder, don't think for one second I even like you in this Coalition, let alone it's World Champion. But no matter what, I will remain fair at Reign of Terror.
Reckless Jack walks over and takes the mic from Vice. He holds the microphone in one hand and a pen in the other. He stares out into the crowd as he raises the up the mic.
Reckless Jack: You know, this match is, well, it's hard to explain once you get in there. You feel a bit confined and everything but there is a door to get out if you please. I mean, anything goes in this match. Tables, chairs, ladders, you name, it's legal. When I took part in this match last year, I didn't know what to expect. I was just like these five other wrestlers. No idea at how much it hurts, what it takes to win. I have watched it over and over again. I know what to do. I know when to do it. I expected to do all sorts of huge moves and still win, no. That doesn't happen. You gotta plan everything out otherwise, you'll end up like myself, a broken rib and quite a few bruises. For those that didn't know, I climbed on top of the company's tron screen and went for a Shooting Star to someone who was on the cell. Needless to say, they moved and I was done for in the match. This is a thinking man's match. Which pretty much leaves Creeping Death out of it and everything but yeah.
Reckless Jack signs the contract.
Reckless Jack: There, I signed it. Let's get this f**k*r off.
Creeping Death walks over and takes the microphone out of Reckless Jack hand. He slowly heads to the table and eyes the contract before picking it up as well.
Creeping Death: What is this garbage? Giant cage? GWC World Title? Reckless Jack? Please. This is going to be a cakewalk. Rick and I are going to destroy every one of you assclowns until it is down to just us ... and then we'll play rock-paper-scissors for the belt.
Creeping Death looks over at T-Money, who is currently staring at CD.
Creeping Death: What is it T-Bag, want a steel chair upside your skull? Keep eyeing me dog, I'll bust more than a cap in your ass. You'll be singing with Tupac and Biggie.
Don't think I don't see you, Mister Jack. Ho ho ho, wah wah wah, what the hell are you even doing these days OTHER than getting your ass handed to you? Bake any cookies lately?
CD lays the contract down and picks up the pen before looking over at Thunder.
Creeping Death: How you doing Thunder? You like that belt? Sorry bro. Nothing personal, really. To be honest, I could give a damn if you're wrestling or six feet under. It's all the same to me.
CD flips the contract to the place where he signs, and lays his name down on the dotted line. He holds it up to the camera.
Creeping Death: This right here, this is what people will come to Reign of Terror for. This is what will make people buy the pay per view telecast. Not because of Mister T-Bag. Not Thunder. Not a bitch like Monk. Especially not Reckless Jack. They're going to order this thing for Creeping Death and Rick f'n Mad. How extreme will it be to end the most complex match in history with a game of rock-paper-scissors? Fantastic. Best two out of three, of course.
T-Money: I, the most highly untouchable gangster alive, am gonna win the World Title and bring some true class around this hell hole of a federation.
The crowd booes.
T-Money: Hey, you can boo me all you want but let’s face the facts. I’ve already beaten Thunder and Creeping Death, two of the supposedly “top” notch stars around here. Reckless Jack and BA Monk can’t see me, and Pretty Rick ain’t nothin’ but Creeping Death’s b*tch anyway, so he don’t matter as well. I got Creeping Death hitting me with baseball bats trying to kill me, I got the courts in Alabama trying to lock me up for breaking and entering, and on top of that, I got everybody envying me and anxiously waiting for my downfall, but I got news for all of ya’ll…no matter all the drama I’m facing right now, I personally don’t give a f*ck because this is elementary stuff compared to the s*it I’ve gone through before in my life. At Reign of Terror, the annihilation won’t be too complex, it’ll be quite simple actually cuz I’m gonna beat the hell out of every single one of you for even trying to process the thought of defeating me. It won’t happen cuz it can’t happen…I’m T-Money d*mnit and remember that…
Monk snatches the mic out of T-Money's hand as T signs the contract.
BA Monk: Woah. Wait just a second. T-Money, you can talk all you want but don't forget who first fought for that title. That was me. And Jack, you wanna' stand around and talk about the dangers of the Annihilation Complex? How none of us will ever be the same. Let me go ahead and tell you...I am the most dangerous thing about the Annihilation Complex. Bottom line. And I'm the only one that will leave that match a bit different...I'll finally have that gold around my waist.
Monk puts the microphone down and signs the contract as well. Rick takes the pen and contract, and is about to sign the paper before he begins to speak.
Rick Mad: What? Really? No one is going to attack me? I hope you guys realize that once I sign my name here, its basically over for all of you. Once I sign my name, it means that either me or Creeping Death will walk out with the World Title. Guaranteed.
Rick looks around the ring.
Rick Mad: Quite frankly, with the exception of Thunder and Reckless Jack, I don't know anything about any of you. I just got here and I haven't card enough to bother learning anything, none of you are that important.
Rick once again puts his pen to paper.
Rick Mad: So... just so all of you know, this is it. In two seconds, its final. You lose the match. Here's the countdown. Five... four.. three...
Rick signs his name, and finishes the countdown as he does so.
Rick Mad: Two, one. That's it. You're all done for. Nuff f'n said.
Thunder now has the microphone in his hand, and speaks.
Thunder: Before I sign this contact in front of me, there's some things I want to say to each and every one of you in this ring. So I'd appreciate it if all of these idiot fans could keep their mouths shut while I speak.
This only makes the crowd boo Thunder louder.
Thunder: I know that everyone thinks the odds are against me in this match because of the enormous amount of talent I'm going to have to face. But now that I am standing in the ring with my opponents, I can fully realize how pathetic this group of people are. There's BA Monk, who couldn't handle the talentless Miguel Sanchez in a World Title Match, the guy who I ran out of GWC. Rick Mad, Creeping Death, and Reckless Jack are three guys who think that success in some other federation dictates how high up they are on the show and what titles they get shots at. But what you did somewhere else doesn't mean a damn thing when you enter a GWC ring. I could stand up here and brag about titles I've won elsewhere, but all that matters is what I've done here, and that is becoming World Champion. You three can live out past legacies somewhere else, because GWC is about the future, and the future is the man with the World Title around his waist. And then there's T-Money, the guy that thinks that since he pinned me, he's got the easy road to the title. Well T-Money, you'll soon find out that it's the furthest thing from the truth. What you did in a tag match is one thing, but I've got a question for you. What's going to happen when there's no partners for you to gang up on me with? The answer: You'll be left with nothing and I'll still be champion.
This last message goes out to all of you. When you think that I'm an undeserving champion, go back to the beginning of GWC. From the very start, I've been going into the ring and outwrestling my opponents. I lost a couple of matches, but when the pressure is on and the big match comes, I've gotten rid of my opponents permanently. Look at Alpha. I defeated Skyler Striker and then a couple weeks later he was gone. Then one month later at Unholy Coronation I took the World Title from Miguel Sanchez and then he was out as quickly as Striker. I'm not only the best pure wrestler in GWC today and the World Champion, but I'm also a career killer. So maybe all of you should ask yourselves if you'll still be in GWC after I'm done with you.
Thunder drops the microphone and signs the contract. He turns and clocks Reckless Jack with a right hand. Just as everyone begins to fight, the lights in the arena go out again.
Phil Brooks: Oh no! This can only mean one thing...
The lights return, and the table has been flipped over, and in its place rest a single chair with a sledgehammer draped across it and a leather jacket hanging off the back. Everyone reaches for the weapon but Thunder's security separates everyone. Vice calls down for GWC security and they rush the ring to pull the competitors apart. The Assault credits begin to roll...
Josh Harter: And again each of these men want to tear one another apart. Limb from limb. Bit by bit!
Phil Brooks: Join us next week for Reign of Terror. Someone will win. Someone will be the World Champion! And who is messing with the GWC!?!?
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Post by Danny Vice on Apr 11, 2007 10:48:32 GMT -5
Credits: JW - Ragnal v. Walters Thunder - K-Dawg v. Grace Carter - Steel Cage match, Tag Match Title segment - Everyone involved Raphael segment - Raph
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Post by Stephen "The Genius" Grace on Apr 11, 2007 11:35:08 GMT -5
Good show.... FInally got my first pinfall
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Post by Joe Ragnal/Chrysta on Apr 11, 2007 11:48:42 GMT -5
And a win finally for the resident Innovator of FUN.
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The Emperor
Ultimate Champion
The Hardcore Emperor
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Post by The Emperor on Apr 11, 2007 13:00:59 GMT -5
and two straight wins for the new version of Dead End!!
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Post by thetnaicon on Apr 11, 2007 14:59:19 GMT -5
Is Icon Corp. gonna become some new version of Rated RKO? lol
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Post by Danny Vice on Apr 11, 2007 15:02:13 GMT -5
haha if the shoe fits...
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Post by "Reckless Jack" Brad Kane on Apr 11, 2007 15:06:27 GMT -5
I like the choice for show theme this week.
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