Post by Michael "Thunder" Knight on May 8, 2007 13:55:30 GMT -5
The pyros go off as Friday Night Assault kicks off with the camera panning the crowd. Signs such as “I Believe in Tymeism”, “Don’t be late for your Destiny!” and ““Second Heartbeat” by Avenged Sevenfold hits the speakers at the Savvis Center in St. Louis and the sold out PWA crowd leap to their feet. The lights in the arena flash like a strobe light, and out from behind the curtain steps Danny “The Vagrant” Vice.
[color=greenGeorge:
[/color] Welcome ladies and gentleman to Friday Night Assault, the flagship show of the Pure Wrestling Alliance. Coming down to the ring right now is one of the three finalist of the Gold Rush tournament, and possible first ever PWA World Champion, Danny “The Vagrant” Vice.[color=greenGeorge:
Josh: You’re absolutely right, he, along with “The Fatebringer” Skyler Striker and “The Hitman” Manny C will square off at Redemption in New York City for the title. And by listening to this crowd, I think I know who they want to win the strap.
Vice walks down to the ring in his signature long black trenchcoat and black pants. He still holds his ribcage with one of his arms, as his ribs have yet to fully heal from the abuse they took at the hands of Manny C just two weeks ago. He slaps hands with several fans before sliding under the ropes and grabbing a microphone as the capacity crowd continues to cheer. Finally, the music cuts out as The Vagrant speaks.
Vice: When I was first told to join the Pure Wrestling Alliance, I was told they had some great fans, but no one told me they had the greatest fans in the entire world!
Again the crowd pops for the Vagrant as he blatantly plugs the PWA crowd.
Vice: There are two people backstage that are probably a little bit nervous about tonight’s Main Event. And well, they should be. You see, tonight The Vagrant has been given the opportunity to largely impact the fate of this company. With his two opponents squaring off in the ring tonight, Manny C and Skyler Striker, he can decide the outcome with the slightest of ease. And just like last week on Friday Night Assault, The Vagrant’s sure these people would love to see that pregnant dogass wannabe gangster Manny C tap out in the center of the ring!
George: Well the crowd sure loved it last week and there is a clip of Manny C tapping out to the Vicelock is on the big screen.
Vice: And Skyler, well we certainly have quite the storied past. But the PWA crowd has yet to be given the pleasure of watching The Vagrant dropping you through a table, or leaping through the air and drilling a Halo. So one can assume that you and Manny are definitely a little worried tonight about what the Mysterious One will do.
Josh: He’s right. Vice can completely change the course of the World Title run, just as Manny C did when he snapped Justin Class’ leg.
Vice: So tonight, when all the power in the future of the PWA rests in these two palms…
Vice holds his taped hands out in front of him exposing his empty palms. The crowd begins to chant loudly “DANNY! DANNY! DANNY! DANNY!”
Vice: …with the safety and well-being of two finely honed athletes rests upon the decisions of one “impartial” (Vice uses his fingers to make quotation marks) referee…what will The Vagrant do?...He will call this one straight down the line.
Josh: What? Why?
The crowd slowly calms, somewhat confused with Vice’s response, expecting the Vagrant to want to take vengeance on his attacker Manny C or his rival Skyler Striker.
Vice: Tonight The Vagrant will be fair to the both of you, but come Redemption in front of the rabid PWA fans, The Mysterious One will show you what hardcore truly means.
Vice drops the mic as “Second Heartbeat” hits and the fans pop one last time, but somewhat confused to his intentions in the main event tonight.[/b][/i][/center]
Stacy:The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
"Back In Black" by AC/DC hits the PA system as Mike Auger comes walking down the ramp bobbing his head to the tune. Finally once The Man slides into the ring he does a quick pose for the crowd. The lights go out as Red fog comes spewing out from under the entrance ramp. When the lyrics begin on the song a pyro hits and launches five missiles into the air igniting candles that are sitting on the titontron causing a dim effect to see the entrance way. Out from behind the curtain walks Immune with the red fog setting around his boots. He takes a look out at the crowd and gets a mixed reaction. Some cheer, even more boo. Immune walks down the ramp and up onto the apron of the ring. He steps on the top rope from the middle of the apron causing it to bend down. He applies his other foot and with the force the rope launches him into the air. When his feet hit the canvas pyros come out from all four turnbuckles. He walks over to his corner and gets checked from the referee as he waits for his opponent. The fans still booing and cheering.
They both stand in the center of the ring. Auger decides to make the first move by slapping Immune in the face. Immune responds by pie facing Auger, sending him falling to the mat.
Josh:It's obvious neither one of these men respect each other.
Immune pulls Auger up by the head and lays in right hands to his head. He irish whips him into the ropes and hits a powerslam. Immune picks him up again, but this time Auger counters with a low blow.
George:That's one way to get the advantage.
Auger throws Immune into the corner and hits him several times in the head with elbows. As Immune gets up Auger clips his leg, bringing him back down. He signals to the crowd and locks in the sharpshooter. Immune appears ready to tap out...
...but he reaches the ropes. Auger immediately brings him up, hits the ropes, and nails him with the 2kul4u. He goes for the cover.
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kickout!!!
George:How did Immune kick out of that?
Auger pulls Immune back up, but is immediately poked in the eye. Immune hits t he Antidote and goes for the cover.
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3!!!!!
Upon his victory, Immune's music plays and he climbs up the turnbuckle in celebration.
Josh:And Immune is victorious once again. We'll be right back after this commercial break, don't go anywhere!
[/i][/center]"Back In Black" by AC/DC hits the PA system as Mike Auger comes walking down the ramp bobbing his head to the tune. Finally once The Man slides into the ring he does a quick pose for the crowd. The lights go out as Red fog comes spewing out from under the entrance ramp. When the lyrics begin on the song a pyro hits and launches five missiles into the air igniting candles that are sitting on the titontron causing a dim effect to see the entrance way. Out from behind the curtain walks Immune with the red fog setting around his boots. He takes a look out at the crowd and gets a mixed reaction. Some cheer, even more boo. Immune walks down the ramp and up onto the apron of the ring. He steps on the top rope from the middle of the apron causing it to bend down. He applies his other foot and with the force the rope launches him into the air. When his feet hit the canvas pyros come out from all four turnbuckles. He walks over to his corner and gets checked from the referee as he waits for his opponent. The fans still booing and cheering.
They both stand in the center of the ring. Auger decides to make the first move by slapping Immune in the face. Immune responds by pie facing Auger, sending him falling to the mat.
Josh:It's obvious neither one of these men respect each other.
Immune pulls Auger up by the head and lays in right hands to his head. He irish whips him into the ropes and hits a powerslam. Immune picks him up again, but this time Auger counters with a low blow.
George:That's one way to get the advantage.
Auger throws Immune into the corner and hits him several times in the head with elbows. As Immune gets up Auger clips his leg, bringing him back down. He signals to the crowd and locks in the sharpshooter. Immune appears ready to tap out...
...but he reaches the ropes. Auger immediately brings him up, hits the ropes, and nails him with the 2kul4u. He goes for the cover.
1......
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kickout!!!
George:How did Immune kick out of that?
Auger pulls Immune back up, but is immediately poked in the eye. Immune hits t he Antidote and goes for the cover.
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3!!!!!
Upon his victory, Immune's music plays and he climbs up the turnbuckle in celebration.
Josh:And Immune is victorious once again. We'll be right back after this commercial break, don't go anywhere!
"Bangra" by Sanjja Ali hits the PA system. The crowd immediately turns their heads towards the entrance as a middle-eastern looking man makes his way down the ramp, wearing beige robes and a black turban on his head. Some fans try to touch his hand, but the man sneers and jerks away.
Josh:What the-
The mystery man enters the squared circle, grabbing a microphone. Before he speaks, he points upwards towards the sky. The crowd is hesitant as to whether cheer or boo, so they remain silent.
Man: It seems that Asad Muhammed Khaliq's debut will be overlooked, seeing as the PWA has decided to park itself in this hellhole of American Wasteland known as St. Louis.
The crowd boos as they have now figured out the man is a "bad guy". AMK begins to strut around the ring, not bothered by the pester of boos the fans are pelting him with.
AMK: You see, the PWA has signed it's first international superstar- a man who knows what he needs to do to get ahead, a man who is afraid of none, feared by all. That man, you pathetic, uneducated, welfare-ridden, cocaine snorting, overweight, worthless pieces of camel dung, is I.
The crowd boos louder now, not liking the comparison to camel dung. AMK basks in all the heat he is receiving.
AMK: Instead of listing my accomplishments to you idiots, I will leave it to the majority who spend their rent money on internet to research me, if they know how. Search Khaliq: K-H-A-L-I-Q. If you sound it out, you will suceed. Remember the name, because I'll be dropping people here faster than the Cards in the pennant race! So until next time, if you're alive from stuffing your already obese mouthes with McDonald's, "The Turbanator" Asad Muhammed Khaliq (points to self) is out like the Rams' playoff shot!
The crowd boos as AMK's music plays and he exits the ring, heading to the back.
[/i][/center]Josh:What the-
The mystery man enters the squared circle, grabbing a microphone. Before he speaks, he points upwards towards the sky. The crowd is hesitant as to whether cheer or boo, so they remain silent.
Man: It seems that Asad Muhammed Khaliq's debut will be overlooked, seeing as the PWA has decided to park itself in this hellhole of American Wasteland known as St. Louis.
The crowd boos as they have now figured out the man is a "bad guy". AMK begins to strut around the ring, not bothered by the pester of boos the fans are pelting him with.
AMK: You see, the PWA has signed it's first international superstar- a man who knows what he needs to do to get ahead, a man who is afraid of none, feared by all. That man, you pathetic, uneducated, welfare-ridden, cocaine snorting, overweight, worthless pieces of camel dung, is I.
The crowd boos louder now, not liking the comparison to camel dung. AMK basks in all the heat he is receiving.
AMK: Instead of listing my accomplishments to you idiots, I will leave it to the majority who spend their rent money on internet to research me, if they know how. Search Khaliq: K-H-A-L-I-Q. If you sound it out, you will suceed. Remember the name, because I'll be dropping people here faster than the Cards in the pennant race! So until next time, if you're alive from stuffing your already obese mouthes with McDonald's, "The Turbanator" Asad Muhammed Khaliq (points to self) is out like the Rams' playoff shot!
The crowd boos as AMK's music plays and he exits the ring, heading to the back.
Stacy: Ladies and Gents, the following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The camera than shows the arena where we see millions and millions of fans cheering on as they await a great show tonight when all of a sudden the lights go out throughout the arena as "Voices" By Disturbed hits over the PA system. The fans begin to rise to their feet as the fans cheer at the arrival of PWA Superstar Bryan Stinberg. The fans stare up at the Titon Tron where we see a picture display on there. All of a sudden the words I AM are heard over the PA system as the stage lights up as Bryan Stinberg comes out on stage in a his blue wrestling tights, causing a huge reaction from the crowd. They soon make their way down the ramp and towards the ring. Bryan Stinberg then gets to the ring and goes up the steel steps. He goes through the ropes, and then heads for the corner. Stinberg climbs to the top rope, putting his arms back in the air as the camera swings around. Bryan than hops off and he checks the ropes as he waits for his opponent.
George: Do you see that? The electricity in the air. It's just oozeing through Bryan Stinberg's body.
Josh: The War Machine. Bryan Stinberg lives up to his name ever so much.
"Freezeframe" By J Geils Band rings throughout the arena as on the titan tron, a plasma ball appears on the screen and changes colors from red to blue to green. Just then, an explosion of silver sparks explode towards the center of the stage falling just short of the walkway. The lights flash gold and white throughout the entire arena and Justin Tyme comes barreling out of the backstage area through the curtains and making a bee line straight to the ring. When he gets to the ringside area, he uses the momentum he has to jump through the middle and bottom rope and do a summersault into the ring. He nips up and raises his hands to the air and four spotlights from four random locations point straight on Tyme as the lights everywhere else dim. Justin runs to the upper right turnbuckle and does a backflip off, landing on his feet. Tyme then takes a seat in that corner and waits…
George: this man...Is god! I am a proud follower of Tymism!!!
Josh: You know, its a shame you have decided to stoop lower than dirt.
Tyme gets up out of the corner and both men stare each other down in the ring. The bell sounds and both men start delivering a series of shots at eachother. Tyme catches Stinberg with a cheap thumb to the eye. Stinberg stumbles back and Tyme proceeds to jump wildly on him, fighting similar to a gurilla warfare style. Stinberg doesn't sell the shots and just shoves The Main event Messiah back. Tyme flys halfway across the ring. He rolls back onto his knees with a slightly shocked look on his face.
Josh: Maybe he should think twice before doing that again.
Tyme on his feet and circles the ring. As he comes to wards Stinberg, Stinberg gives the Platinum superstar a huge left hook. Tyme stumbles back into the corner. The War Machine begins to deliver some hard shoulders to the rib cage. He then delivers a hard clothsline to Tyme's chest and follows up with a bulldog out of the corner. Tyme shoots back to his feet holding his nose in pain. Stinberg then rushes to his feet and charges at Tyme, but Tyme sidesteps and toses Bryan out of the ring through the middle rope and onto the outside. Stinberg falls hard on the mat below.
George: That had to hurt.
Stinberg uses the apron to help him get up, but ever so clever Justin Tyme, uses a baseball slide and knocks The War Machine right into the announcer's booth. Stinberg repels off like a dodgeball. Tyme then stands himself onto the apron with his back facing him.
Josh: Stinberg just damn near got his back broken with that baseball slide. What the hell is tyme going to do next?
Tyme shoots off the apron with an asai moonsault, but Stinberg sidesteps. Tyme's lower body and some of his abdomen, smack off the surface of the booth. The impact sends Tyme onto the mat face first.
George: OH JESUS!!! TYME IS DEAD!!!
The crowd begins to make a snatter of "HOLY - sh*t" chants. Stinberg picks up Tyme from the head and brings him into the ring. He goes for the cover. The ref slides over to make the count.....
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Josh: TWO COUNT! BAH GOD HOW DID TYME DO THAT?!
George: A little something called "Intestinal Fortitude".
Josh: What?!
George: Balls....Something you don't and never will possibly posess.
Tyme lifts his shoulder off the mat just in time. Stinberg helps him up to his feet and starts delivering some hard chops to his chest. JT counters with a kick to the rib cage. JT then shoots off the ropes to try and catch Stinberg with a vicious clothsline, but Stinberg rolls backwards between Tyme's legs and gets hold of his right leg and applys a beautiful single legged crab.
Josh: What technique displayed by Stinberg!
Tyme pulls and tugs his hair in pain. Tyme tries to reach the ropes, but Stinberg quickly moves and now applys an STF! Tyme screams in agony. Tyme then uses his brain and uses the momentum to roll on top of stinberg and grabs the ropes. Stinberg has no choice but to break the hold. Tyme still clutches the bottom rope as Stinberg makes his way to his feet. Stinberg then tries to pick Tyme up, but JT gives him a heavy blow to the stomach on one knee. Tyme then hops onto both feet quickly and delivers a hard enziguri to Stinberg's head. Both men hit the canvas hard. The ref begins to make the count.
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And right when it matters, JT gets up and so does Stinberg. Both men begins to battle it out. Delivering some hard blows to each other. Tyme hits Stinberg hard, and connects with a double underhook backbreaker. Stinberg gets to his feet quick and when he does, Tyme connects with a flurry of attacks.Tyme delivers a hard backhand thrust and follows it up with a pele kick. Incredibly Stinberg is still standing, but is weakend. Tyme gets up quick and nails a beautiful exploder suplex and goes for the pin. The ref slides over to make the count.
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Josh: Stinberg kicks out!!!!!!
George: That is why they call him the War Machine. He never gives up.
Tyme then gets up with a shocked look on his face. He then rushes to the apron and hypes the crowd, but Stinberg gets up and nails him with a hard blow to the jaw. He then rushes to the other side of the ring and bounces off of the ropes and hits Tyme with a hard shoulder charge that knocks both men off of the apron. Both men hit the guard rail hard.
Josh: OH JESUS!!!
George: I think that is it. This match is done.
The ref begins to count both men out.
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Stinberg tries to get up on the apron to get in the ring ,but it is too late.
10!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[/i][/center]The camera than shows the arena where we see millions and millions of fans cheering on as they await a great show tonight when all of a sudden the lights go out throughout the arena as "Voices" By Disturbed hits over the PA system. The fans begin to rise to their feet as the fans cheer at the arrival of PWA Superstar Bryan Stinberg. The fans stare up at the Titon Tron where we see a picture display on there. All of a sudden the words I AM are heard over the PA system as the stage lights up as Bryan Stinberg comes out on stage in a his blue wrestling tights, causing a huge reaction from the crowd. They soon make their way down the ramp and towards the ring. Bryan Stinberg then gets to the ring and goes up the steel steps. He goes through the ropes, and then heads for the corner. Stinberg climbs to the top rope, putting his arms back in the air as the camera swings around. Bryan than hops off and he checks the ropes as he waits for his opponent.
George: Do you see that? The electricity in the air. It's just oozeing through Bryan Stinberg's body.
Josh: The War Machine. Bryan Stinberg lives up to his name ever so much.
"Freezeframe" By J Geils Band rings throughout the arena as on the titan tron, a plasma ball appears on the screen and changes colors from red to blue to green. Just then, an explosion of silver sparks explode towards the center of the stage falling just short of the walkway. The lights flash gold and white throughout the entire arena and Justin Tyme comes barreling out of the backstage area through the curtains and making a bee line straight to the ring. When he gets to the ringside area, he uses the momentum he has to jump through the middle and bottom rope and do a summersault into the ring. He nips up and raises his hands to the air and four spotlights from four random locations point straight on Tyme as the lights everywhere else dim. Justin runs to the upper right turnbuckle and does a backflip off, landing on his feet. Tyme then takes a seat in that corner and waits…
George: this man...Is god! I am a proud follower of Tymism!!!
Josh: You know, its a shame you have decided to stoop lower than dirt.
Tyme gets up out of the corner and both men stare each other down in the ring. The bell sounds and both men start delivering a series of shots at eachother. Tyme catches Stinberg with a cheap thumb to the eye. Stinberg stumbles back and Tyme proceeds to jump wildly on him, fighting similar to a gurilla warfare style. Stinberg doesn't sell the shots and just shoves The Main event Messiah back. Tyme flys halfway across the ring. He rolls back onto his knees with a slightly shocked look on his face.
Josh: Maybe he should think twice before doing that again.
Tyme on his feet and circles the ring. As he comes to wards Stinberg, Stinberg gives the Platinum superstar a huge left hook. Tyme stumbles back into the corner. The War Machine begins to deliver some hard shoulders to the rib cage. He then delivers a hard clothsline to Tyme's chest and follows up with a bulldog out of the corner. Tyme shoots back to his feet holding his nose in pain. Stinberg then rushes to his feet and charges at Tyme, but Tyme sidesteps and toses Bryan out of the ring through the middle rope and onto the outside. Stinberg falls hard on the mat below.
George: That had to hurt.
Stinberg uses the apron to help him get up, but ever so clever Justin Tyme, uses a baseball slide and knocks The War Machine right into the announcer's booth. Stinberg repels off like a dodgeball. Tyme then stands himself onto the apron with his back facing him.
Josh: Stinberg just damn near got his back broken with that baseball slide. What the hell is tyme going to do next?
Tyme shoots off the apron with an asai moonsault, but Stinberg sidesteps. Tyme's lower body and some of his abdomen, smack off the surface of the booth. The impact sends Tyme onto the mat face first.
George: OH JESUS!!! TYME IS DEAD!!!
The crowd begins to make a snatter of "HOLY - sh*t" chants. Stinberg picks up Tyme from the head and brings him into the ring. He goes for the cover. The ref slides over to make the count.....
1...........................
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Josh: TWO COUNT! BAH GOD HOW DID TYME DO THAT?!
George: A little something called "Intestinal Fortitude".
Josh: What?!
George: Balls....Something you don't and never will possibly posess.
Tyme lifts his shoulder off the mat just in time. Stinberg helps him up to his feet and starts delivering some hard chops to his chest. JT counters with a kick to the rib cage. JT then shoots off the ropes to try and catch Stinberg with a vicious clothsline, but Stinberg rolls backwards between Tyme's legs and gets hold of his right leg and applys a beautiful single legged crab.
Josh: What technique displayed by Stinberg!
Tyme pulls and tugs his hair in pain. Tyme tries to reach the ropes, but Stinberg quickly moves and now applys an STF! Tyme screams in agony. Tyme then uses his brain and uses the momentum to roll on top of stinberg and grabs the ropes. Stinberg has no choice but to break the hold. Tyme still clutches the bottom rope as Stinberg makes his way to his feet. Stinberg then tries to pick Tyme up, but JT gives him a heavy blow to the stomach on one knee. Tyme then hops onto both feet quickly and delivers a hard enziguri to Stinberg's head. Both men hit the canvas hard. The ref begins to make the count.
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And right when it matters, JT gets up and so does Stinberg. Both men begins to battle it out. Delivering some hard blows to each other. Tyme hits Stinberg hard, and connects with a double underhook backbreaker. Stinberg gets to his feet quick and when he does, Tyme connects with a flurry of attacks.Tyme delivers a hard backhand thrust and follows it up with a pele kick. Incredibly Stinberg is still standing, but is weakend. Tyme gets up quick and nails a beautiful exploder suplex and goes for the pin. The ref slides over to make the count.
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Josh: Stinberg kicks out!!!!!!
George: That is why they call him the War Machine. He never gives up.
Tyme then gets up with a shocked look on his face. He then rushes to the apron and hypes the crowd, but Stinberg gets up and nails him with a hard blow to the jaw. He then rushes to the other side of the ring and bounces off of the ropes and hits Tyme with a hard shoulder charge that knocks both men off of the apron. Both men hit the guard rail hard.
Josh: OH JESUS!!!
George: I think that is it. This match is done.
The ref begins to count both men out.
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Stinberg tries to get up on the apron to get in the ring ,but it is too late.
10!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
