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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
Live on SPIKE TV and SCI-FI
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
" NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS HAS BEEN AND GONE, AND IT SEEMS NOW THAT WE HAVE MORE UNANSWERED QUESTION THAN ANYTHING ELSE! WHERE DOES THE FATE OF MNB LIE WITH STABLEWARS ONLY A MONTH AWAY??"
Live on SPIKE TV and SCI-FI
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
" NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS HAS BEEN AND GONE, AND IT SEEMS NOW THAT WE HAVE MORE UNANSWERED QUESTION THAN ANYTHING ELSE! WHERE DOES THE FATE OF MNB LIE WITH STABLEWARS ONLY A MONTH AWAY??"
EWCBRAWL
September 15th, 2008
Fresno, California
Commentators: Skippy & Joe Aiello
Backstage help: Ace Heart
Pyrotechnics explode all around the ramp in the arena as "The Pretender" by The Foo fighters blasts through the speakers, and the Brawl video segment plays on the Xtreme - Tron. Red fireworks descend down the ramp way and up into the rafters as the crowd go absolutely berserk! The camera scans through the crowd and makes its way to the announcers table.
Skippy: Night of Champions has been an gone, and some of us are more confused than ever regarding the so called inter brand war!
Aiello: Speak for yourself Skip. I know EXACTLY what's going on!
Skippy: Really, well why not elaborate?
Aiello: For two reasons. One being, I don't know what elaborate means, and two being that I hate your guts.
Skippy: Why me God? Why?
Aiello: Because He hates you to probably.
Skippy: Whatever. Well folks, tonight's card is REALLY stacked, so without further ado, let's get this show on the road!
Aiello: Sounds good to me. I just hope there's room in the locker rooms for all of the Brawlers, I mean, how embaressing would it be if some people couldn't fit in the arena and thus couldn't compete tonight! How bad would that make Monday Night Brawl look? Man, can you imagine of like, only four people out of the expected 16 actualy ended up being the only people available to compete?
Skippy: No comment ......
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Mene Gene: Ladies and gentlemen. The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is a Monday Night Brawl Debut match. Introducing first, MOKSTA!!!!
''Encore” by Linkin park comes over the speakers as Moksta walks through the curtain taunting his way down at the fans he jumps up onto the apron and back flips into the ring and waits for his opponent.
Mene Gene: And his opponent ... DARK STAR!!!!
Black and red smoke fills the arena floor slowly then the beginning of music hits, as the first scream is ending out walks Dark Star and he proceeds to walk to the ring staring at the ring with an evil intent on his mind. when he gets to the ring he steps up on the apron and proceeds to step up and over the top rope, never once taking his tranced eyes off anyone that may be in the ring.
Skippy: This should be an interesting match. These guys have two completely different styles.
Aiello: Duh.
Skippy: Well I don't hear you giving any in depth information for the fans at home!
Aiello: And there's a valid reason for that Skippy.
Skippy: And that is?
Aiello: Because, they hate you as well, so I really don't need to bring it up do I.
Skippy: (Crying) You are so mean to me. What you put me through makes being tortured by the Sedition feel like a walk in the park.
Aiello: Ah, great days ...
Both men lock up in the middle of the ring and begin to put on a half decent show. There are a few mistakes from both men, and a few stiff blows being exchanged. It goes on for another five minutes or so, and both men bounce of the ropes, and knock each other down with a double clothesline!
Skippy: Ouch!
Aiello: Couldn't have said it better myself.
As they both stagger to their feet, two figures hop the crowd barrier and climb into the ring, one with a chair in his hands.
Skippy: What the- it’s Na Fianna!
Aiello: What are they doing here!?
Moksta turns around and is greeted by Crazyman with a vicious chair shot to the face that drops him to the canvas. Crazyman orders Rorschach to lift Moksta up. The masked giant hoists him onto his shoulders before spiking him with a Sitdown Tombstone piledriver! Security guards rush down to the ring to stop the attack, but Crazyman knocks them back by wildly swinging the chair around. With Rorschach standing guard Crazyman then stomps on Dark Star's head, gets the chair, and smashes it on his prone body. He then pulls a microphone out of his back pocket. He leans over the prone bodies of both Dark Star and Moksta.
Crazyman: Well, I hate to break it to ya, but I don’t think you’re really cut out for this business.
He stands up and looks out at the crowd with a grin on his face.
Crazyman: Hello!
A chorus of boos greet him in response.
Skippy: The fans in Fresno are not happy to see Crazyman and Rorschach!
Aiello: And why should they? They paid to see Brawl superstars, not these Rampage losers!
Crazyman paces back and forth, waiting for the crowd to die down.
Crazyman: Boo all you want, it doesn’t change the fact that I’m here and I’m not leaving until I say my piece. The longer you jeer me, the longer that will take, so it’s your call! You will listen to me as I speak the truth.
There is a poison running through this company – running through this society. And unfortunately for you and me, it’s too far gone for us to get rid of it. You can pretend all you want that you are good, wholesome individuals, but your very presence here tonight says it all. There is no difference between any of you and the dogs on the street, tearing each other apart for scraps.
We’ve drifted too far away from anything of virtue, anything pure. Nothing can grow on this spoiled earth. There’s only one thing left to do, and that’s strip this crud away until we get back to the foundations. We need to begin anew, and since no one else is willing to step up to the plate and do the right thing, it’s up to Na Fianna. We will destroy this place, so that something better can be born. And we’ll start with the dead weight.
Crazyman lays the chair across Moksta's face before walking to the nearest corner. He climbs the turnbuckle and raises a fist to the crowd. But before he can jump off for the elbow drop the Brawl theme starts to play and Xavier rushes out onto the stage.
Xavier: What the bloody hell do you think you’re doing!? You think you can just waltz in here and attack my wrestlers?
Crazyman hops down off the turnbuckle and takes out his microphone again.
Crazyman: Yeah.
Skippy: What nerve from this guy!
Xavier slowly nods his head, a vindictive smile on his face.
Xavier: You want to be clever with me? We’ll see how clever you are when I send the entire locker room down there to wipe that grin off your face.
Crazyman: If you’re going to threaten someone, make sure it’s with something that actually intimidates them. I’m surprised you came out here yourself; I guess Mac is too busy counting his money to take care of business on his own, huh?
Xavier: You can make all the jokes you want, Crazyman, but it doesn’t change the fact that you aren’t booked here tonight. You jumped the crowd barrier and entered that ring. You’re trespassing, and there’s nothing to stop me from getting you and your cousin arrested right now.
Crazyman takes a few steps forward, staring up the ramp at the stoic figure of the Brawl GM. He turns his head to Rorschach and mumbles a few words. Rorschach nods and climbs out of the ring, heading back towards the crowd barrier.
Xavier: Your cousin made the right move. Now why don’t you follow him back to that pile of shite you call a wrestling show?
Crazyman: OK!
Crazyman drops the microphone, and then lands a kneedrop onto the steel chair! Moksta rolls across the ring with blood spurting out of his nose and with a deep cut across his forehead. Crazyman smiles at Xavier as he climbs out of the ring and jumps back over the crowd barrier, heading towards the nearest exit. Xavier is fuming as paramedics rush down to tend to Moksta's wounds.
Skippy: Moksta is a bloody mess!
Aiello: And Xavier looks pissed off! I guess be hell to pay for what those Rampage scumbags have done!
Skippy: We'll be back folks, right after this commercial break!
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Skippy: Welcome back! For those of you that have only just joined us; this is what happened before the commercial break ...
A clip shows Na Fianna hop over the barriers and lay a beat down Moksta and Dark Star. It also shows Steven Xavier arguing with Na Fianna.
Skippy: Shocking and upsetting scenes there. We have word that Steven Xavier has a huge announcement to make later on tonight regarding tonight's attack.
Aiello: Blah, blah, blah – that's all our GM's ever seem to do is talk. We need action, not words!
Skippy: That's not true Aiello ... You know what? I'm not getting into it with you, so instead, let's get on with the show.
Aiello: That's the most intelligent thing you ever said in your life .....
“The Cross” starts playing on the sound system and a figure walks out all dressed in a long black leather robe. He is shortly followed by a female also dressed in a leather robe.
Skippy: Who does this guy think he is??
Aiello: Who cares!! Did you see that hot looking lady with him??
Skippy: Wait a minute, isn't that one of Brawl's latest signings? Isn't that Goth?
The figure enters the ring and holds the ring ropes open for the lady to get in as well. The figure looks at the crowd as he is starting to grin and asks for a microphone.
Goth: A few weeks ago we had a little PPV going on, where three brands collided and only one was destined to come out on top. I already witnessed an interbrand war where a good friend of mine Jade Dragon crushed her opposition like the bugs that they are. Truly the world has seen the beginning of a new era. A dawning of an era where the very BEST still had to arrive to this very federation. The night where the other two brands has to tremble under the very spoken word of one man.
Skippy: What is he talking about?
Goth: The very moment where I have chosen to compete in this federation was a simple one, the fact that it only misses one thing. One man actually and you are looking at him. The very same man that will look at the other two brands and desires to make a mockery out of each and every one of them. To splatter their ego's all over this arena and then walk to the back with one thing on my mind. To show the world of the arrival of Goth... The King of Kings.... The One man that will make you bear the cross I wear...
Aiello: All hail to the King!!!
Goth: But even though the suffering has started and the end of the somehow possible reign of whatever brand has started... It does not mean that the simple minded fools of Monday Night Brawl will be safe for the arrival of yours truly, I will run down each and everyone of you until I get what I desire and that my friends is to dominate and to overcome each and everyone of you.... Oh it's good to be the King...
With that Goth drops the microphone and stares at the crowd as some are cheering him on as others boo him.
Skippy: Goth has arrived!! And by the looks of it, I have a feeling he is ready to take charge!!!
Aiello: Well he's better bloody be – he's got a match right now!
Mean Gene: Tonight is the second debut match of the evening!
‘Come with Me’ by P-Diddy featuring Jimmy Page starts to play as the first chorus hits stepping from the curtains is Seth Acid, who walks out scoping out the crowd to an appreciated ovation pointing out throughout the arena. He continues down the ring taking time to shake hands and exchange greetings. Reaching the steps he walks up them stepping onto the middle turnbuckle stepping up and over the top into the ring as his music cues. He waits patiently in the middle of the ring for the ref to start the match.
Mean Gene: Coming to the ring, accompanied by his manager Nina Barrows. From Cleveland, Ohio! Weighing at 229lbs standing at the 6’ 2”, 'Mr. I Re-Invented Hardcore.' SETH ACID!
Aiello: Look at what Nina is wearing! I am in love!
Skippy: Well while you are jaw dropping to Nina, I will be watching the match.
Mean Gene: Already in the ring, and accompanied by his manager Sapphira! From Utrecht, Netherlands weighing in at 239 pounds, stand at the six foot and four inches, The Bringer of Chaos, The King of Kings: GOTH!
Seth Acid looks over at Goth, not at all impressed looking at the wrestler from the Netherlands. The two men are explained the rules by the referee but do not seem to care at all as they wait for the ending of this talk, and the start of their little dance in the ring to show which man in better, which man deserves to be at the beginning.
Skippy: Both men are sizing up the other up here. They are both roughly equal in size and weight. Their backgrounds suggest that they are both amateur wrestlers. This should be a treat tonight folks!
Aiello: Who cares about that! I cannot decide who is hotter! Nina Barrows or Sapphira!
Skippy: Once again folks, my partner Aiello shows us all why he knows so little of wrestling.
Aiello: And once again folks, my partner Skippy proves that he will die a virgin.
When the bell rings, Goth and Seth Acid hammer blows onto each other over and over again, using each other’s bodies as drums to the percussion of pain they are inflicting on each other. The fans roar for Goth as he slams his knee into the gut of Seth Acid, causing Acid to bend over slightly for Goth to use his elbow on the back of Seth Acid’s, neck driving his face hard into the canvas as the fans stand and cheer for the Gothic Champion. Goth wastes no time as he stands up for the crowd and starts to use the heel of his boot up and down on the head of his opponent. Goth poses for the crowd while Acid is down, and then moves toward his opponent. He stands Seth Acid up and then attempts a Snap Suplex, but Seth Acid reverses it and throws Goth towards the rope. The dazed Goth, who now does not seem to know where the hell he is as he bounces off the rope, but to his dismay Seth Acid does. Acid lifts him up and smashes Goth with a Spinebuster in the ring, before trying to shake the cob webs from his head from the flurry of moves Goth performed earlier on his body.
Aiello: These guys are not wasting any time and look at their women! Wow! They are fighting for them?! Too see which valet manager is hotter right?
Skippy: Actually for the chance to start their careers with a win... but for your purposes Aiello sure, why not?
Lifting the smaller lighter man, Seth Acid lifts Goth in the air and crashes him down on the canvas in a powerful Powerbomb! Goth lays there motionless, the fight is out of him as Acid shouts to the crowd that is booing him, pointing out that Goth was meaningless as he moves over for the cover. The BRAWL fans watch in disbelief what is going on. That Goth is going down so quickly tonight, that this match is over when referee’s hand taps the ring bottom once. The fans boo but not loudly, their breath starting to leave them. The need to see the end some of them close their eyes as the second hand of the referee hits the mat. More of the fans hold their breath not knowing what to do, a young boy is seeing almost crying as he sees Goth being man handled about to be counted out with the third tap by referee. The hand comes crashing down, but a kick out is seen by the crowded stadium fans as their breath return to them as Goth refuses to be pinned by Seth Acid! Seth Acid’s eyes seem to blow out of his skull, no one should have kicked out like that! Looking down in anger, Seth Acid grabs the head hair of Goth bringing him to his feet, this is a mistake for Goth uses this grabbing the tights of Seth Acid quickly snapping him back in a suplex! Somehow Goth had the strength to come back! Seth Acid and Goth are on the mat. Goth weakly gets to his feet as the fans cheer for him, Goth wipes his head sending his hair back as he moves to return that favour of pain to his opponent, to see if now Seth Acid has the game tonight to take some real pain.
Skippy: Both men are putting it all out on the table - neither want to lose in this battle debut tonight! Counter moves and Snap Suplexes ... Seth Acid was in charge but it seems Goth still has some more in the tank.
Aiello: Yeah and what is under Nina Barrows and Sapphira’s hoods don’t think Skip?
Goth watches Seth Acid slowly rise, and notices Seth Acid try to hit him with a long arm, but Goth blocks the blow! He then grabs Seth Acid’s arm an old fashioned Irish whip, sending Acid to the ground. Seth Acid falls to his back, but quickly starts to get up, but Goth's not having any of it. He launches a running knee at Seth Acid's face, sending him back onto the mat. Nina Barrows screams at her man, as Sapphira stands there confidently pointing to the crowd, then to Goth as if she knew this was what was going to happen! Goth just smiles wiping his hair backwards standing behind the stunned Seth Acid waiting for Seth Acid to move up. He then grabs Seth from behind Goth latches on a sadistic grab squeezing the neck pushing the head forward using all his strength!
Aiello: Look at the women jumping up and down over their man! What a show!
Skippy: And while you spout on about the women, I'll concentrate on what's happening in the ring ... it looks like Goth has ...... yes .... he's locked in the Gothic Dream! Can Seth Acid get out of the dangerous grasp!?
Goth has Seth Acid in his sadistic torturous hands, and takes little to move in to brutalize his opponent with the Gothic Dream. Using his powerful upper body, Goth powers Seth Acid squeezing him like a marshmallow in the ring with a massive powerful Sleeperhold as the fans are trying to cheering hero! The referee expertly looks at Seth Acid checking his arms for strength, but Seth Acid pulls away screaming in pain already, showing he is not done, but Goth just squeezes harder. Seth Acid shakes his head, but as he tries to not go limp, more pressure is applied at his tormentor of Goth to his body. The referee checks the now limp arms of Seth Acid raising them up, but Goth does not let Seth Acid out of the Gothic Dream continuing the torment as the referee notices that Seth Acid still has no strength left. The referee checks the arm as Nina Barrows screams as one limb goes, limp then the referee checks the other, Sapphira smiles talking trash to Nina Barrows as the second arm falls limp. Finally the third Nina Barrows screams encouragement, but Goth just smiles evilly as the last arm falls down as the referee points to the bell!
Skippy: Goth with an impressive debut there folks!
Aiello: Look at Nina Barrows she looks upset and lonely. Maybe she needs comfort later.
Mean Gene: Your winner, the Bringer of Chaos, the King of Kings, GOTH!
Nina Barrows and the paramedics move over to Seth Acid, who is still unconscious due to the Gothic Dream. Sapphira however enters the ring and kisses Goth, whose arm is raised by Mean Gene as the winner of this match! The King of Kings has made his debut to the world and so did Seth Acid! Only one man could win, and that was Goth!
Aiello: I wonder if I can get Nina’s number later.
Skippy: Good news the paramedics are able to revive Seth Acid! Sorry Aiello, maybe another day. We'll be back right after this commercial!
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