Clash at the Colosseum

Devon: *Cameras go backstage and show Devon working out, crowd pops* We are finally here Adrian at Clash at The Coliseum!! *crowd cheers* This match we have here to me is all a misunderstanding, we both said things in the heat of the moment during my debut tag team match with you. If I could take all back I would but it is too late now, you wanted to prove yourself in that match and look what happened, you lost and got pinned! Then when I had a single match, you distracted me by yelling the same words I yelled at you, “Screw Eddie!” Which I apologize for but you since you are a dumb son of a bitch and wouldn’t listen, we face off in a single match to see that I was and will always be better than you! *crowd pops* On my first ppv for EWA, I will make sure it will be a damn successful one because I’m Just *crowd yells Damn Good!* Straight like that! *huge pop from the crowd and camera fades to black*

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*Shaz is in his locker room working out*

Smoogie doesn't know what he's dealing with. He needs to learn that I am someone that shouldn't be messed with. The whole EWA roster should learn the fact that I am better than them. Smoogie, you are one son of a bitch. I'll kick your ass back to dreamland. I'll kick your ass enough to make you sober. You shall never touch a bottle of beer again. I honestly don't know why he considers himself as an EWA wrestler. He's just a drunk, he's just a fucking addict! He cost me a chance at gold, so for that. I will make him pay! Watch out Smoogie! Cause when we're in the ring, I'll make you look like a jobber. I'll make you look like that Snooki, the one who can't wrestle. I'm coming Smoogie! Just watch. I'll kick your ass back to the pub! Cause I am The Most Talented Man That Ever Existed! And there is nothing! And I mean NOTHING! That can take that away from me! Punk!

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*Jacob Cass walks out to a small pop, microphone in hand.*

Cass: I have been here, trying my hardest to be the best guy here, and have fallen a lot but I preservered and I did so honestly and with my honor intact. Now I get to face Carlos Alberto Ramon, or as he is better known, Alberto Del Rio's stunt double. This is a man without honor, respect, or integrity, and I relish the chance to show that he is weaker for it.

*Crowd cheers*

My name is Jacob Cass, and from now on I am dedicating myself to standing up for these values, and helping all of HWA regain them, the Age of Honor is upon us, if we just let it come!

Destruction escribió:I thought it was the TV Title Cage was getting a title shot at, or am I mistaken?

Mistaken you were...

Grant Lawman is the guy getting the Carnage TV title

Cage is getting a shot at the Fury TV title, but everyone is suppossed to think it's the World Title until CJ apolagises and says he mucked up with the contract so it's actually a TV title shot

Hey Pau, could you please cover for the stuff Ben didn't get finished in time please. I've coloured your bits violet

Thanks in advance

Hanz Gruber is seen walking around backstage on his own carrying a bottle of wine back to the Croft’s Limited changing room. Suddenly, Rob Rage jumps up behind him and spins him around so they’re face to face. Hanz immediately throws up a guard and goes for a kick. Rob takes a step back and it misses. Rage then holds up his hands, palms facing Hanz signalling a truce

Rage: Hey! Hey, cool it mate. I’m not here for a fight. I’m getting my hands on you soon enough anyway, I’m not going to attack you now.

Hanz nods, and lowers his hands slightly but stays weary

Rage: No, I just saw you here and wanted to ask, how many of your goons are you going to be bringing to ringside for our match this time? It’s just, last time you brought two, and that didn’t work, so how many more are you bringing this time?

Hanz scratches his goatee for a few seconds

Hanz: Goons? You mean my business associates? Brutus and Gerald are just out there with me to make sure things run smooth. They don't get involved in my matches, they just stop others from getting involved in mine. So why don't you just move along, I got to put this wine on ice so I can celebrate after I kick your ass tonight. And just to show you I'm not a total asshole, I'll send a glass your way

Rage: Oh you’re too kind, but don’t worry about it, I’m straight edge. I’d rather not poison myself voluntarily. It’s the thought that counts though. Anyway, so basically what you’re saying is that you need them to be out there for you to have a chance to win? Because that’s what I’m hearing.

Hanz: Well you best clean your ears out. I said they are both out there to make sure nobody tries interfering in my matches. Sometimes, yes, they get provoked during my matches and respond in kind. They are just defending themselves. And good for you being straight edge, I'll send a bottle of the purest water to your dressing room, as I don't want you to get too dehydrated after, you know, kicking your ass.

Rage: So you admit they interfere then. You seem so confident that you're going to kick my ass out there tonight, and you also seem insistent that neither Croft nor Smith play a role in the outcome of the match, so how is this for a proposal. Don't bring them out with you tonight. Let it be just you and me, man on man. Or can you not handle things when the odds are even?

Hanz: Interfere? No, they just defend themselves. As for your proposal? Hmmm. Ok, to humour you, I accept. You just best not have any funny business planned. If your buddies Harry Richards or Mark Exley run out to help you, their reign as HWA Tag Champions will end tonight, along with their careers, as will yours. But you have my word, Croft Limited will not get involved in our match

A smug smile slowly slides onto Rage's face

Rage: You know, you're so easy to play. See you out there

And with that Rage leaves, walking back down the corridor leaving Hanz alone. Hanz watches his advesary leave, then when he turns the corner out of sight, bites his lip, clearly wondering if what he just did was overly wise. He then shakes his head, picks up his wine and heads off to tell his comrads of his decision

[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iNWLBwVmOfI[/video]

*watch up to 16:21*

Herb: He kicked out!

Rich: I don’t believe it! He just kicked out of the champ’s devastating brainbuster!

Herb: What does either of these men have to do to put the other one down? They’re thrown everything, absolutely everything at each other, and yet neither of them can hold each other down for a three count

Rich: It’s what this World Championship means to these two men Herb

Alex Kidd is just staring at the ref in disbelief, in denial that Michael just kicked out. It’s only when Michael begins to ever so slightly stir that he gets his wits back together. He pulls Michael up, and puts him in the piledriver position before throwing his arms out to the side in his signature taunt

Rich: Although they haven’t QUITE thrown everything

Herb: He’s going for his belly-to-back inverted mat slam finisher!

Rich: Or for those of you who are lesser wrestling nerds than Herb, the Styles Clash

Kidd reaches down to pull Michael into the vertical position needed for the Styles Clash, but Michael drops down to his knees and quickly crawls through the legs of the champion, then grabs on a quick waist lock.

Herb: He avoided disaster there

Michael then pushes them both into the ropes, then goes for a rollup by doing a backwards roll but Kidd manages to hold onto the ropes and when Michael completes the backwards roll up to his knees, Kidd blasts him with a superkick to the face

Rich: Not for long though!

One!

Two!

Thr-

Herb: Kickout at two and a half!

Rich: So close right there! Kidd nearly retained his belt with that powerful superkick

Kidd pounds at the mat again, annoyed that he didn’t get the win. He then gets up, and pulls Michael up with him. Kidd runs off the ropes but Michael ducks, going for a back body drop, but he telegraphs it and Kidd boots him in the face. Kidd then turns around and runs towards the same ropes again. This time he goes to handspring off, but Michael follows him through and hits him with a dropkick to the face while he’s upside down! He then quickly drags him up and hits a spinning neckbreaker then goes for the pin!

One!

Two!

Thr-

Rich: Another near fall!

Herb: How quickly the tides turned there

Michael gets up slowly, still feeling it from the abuse Kidd has put him through. He stands up next to Kidd’s prone body, facing away, and points to the crowd which gets him a loud cheer

Rich: Look at this, wasting time playing to the crowd in a big match like this. They’re not going to win the match for you

Michael then backflips over going for a beautiful standing moonsault but Alex gets his boots up and into the ribs of Michael in mid-air, causing him to stagger off, clutching at them.

Rich: And there you go, it cost him

Alex Kidd then smoothly kips up to his feet, and as Michael turns around goes for another superkick but Michael ducks and drops down to the mat, and sweeps the standing leg of Kidd, dropping him to the floor. He then quickly jumps up and again goes for the standing moonsault, this time hitting it

One!

Two!

Rich: Kickout! Michael just isn’t the same calibre of athlete as Kidd

Herb: That’s bull and you know it. These guys are almost perfectly matched up

Michael doesn’t waste any time continuing the offence. He pulls him up then hits a textbook vertical suplex, and holds on, then rolls through with his legs and hits a second

Herb: In a tribute to the late great Eddie Guerrero, Michael is going for the three amigos. Can he pull off the third

Michael again uses his legs to roll through and pulls Alex up yet again. He pulls him up for yet another vertical suplex, but in mid-air Alex counters with some knees to the top of the head of Michael, causing him to drop him. Alex lands on his feet, then springs up and hits a jumping knee right into the face of the Archangel, sending Michael flying backwards. He looks out as he falls backwards but bounces off the middle rope and it propels him up to his feet and in a sudden burst of energy spins around and clocks Kidd right in the chin with a roaring elbow, dropping the champion where he stands

Herb: He’s out! COVER!

But Michael doesn’t cover him. He grabs on a full nelson on the floored champion, then pulls him up to his feet…

[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pz1JWf0ikvE[/video]

Herb: Dragon Suplex!

Rich: And he’s bridging for the pin

One!

Two!

Thre-

Herb: New Champion!

At absolutely the last millisecond, with then refs hand less than a centre meter from the mat, Alex Kidd manages to save his championship by shifting his weight slightly, upsetting the bridge of Michael and allowing him to slip up his shoulder at the VERY last second

Rich: He kicked out! HE KICKED OUT!

Herb: No! No way! That was three

The ref disagrees with Herb though. He’s calling it as a two count. Two and ninety nine hundredths, but a two count none the less.

Rich: This match is still going!

Michael is just staring at the ref in disbelief; he was almost certain he had him there. It’s a good ten seconds before Michael even moves, but Kidd is still folded up and unmoving. Michael shouts out to the fans the name of his finisher “Saviour’s Way!” and the fans explode in anticipation. He pulls the wrecked body of Kidd to his feet, and drags him over to the ropes. Michael then steps through the ropes and pushes Kidd softly away, and he goes staggering into the middle of the ring. When he turns around Michael jumps up and springboards off the top rope towards him, going for the Saviour’s Way (Springboard STO) but Alex Kidd leaps up and meets him in mid-air with a picture perfect dropkick

Herb: Where did that come from, seconds ago he was out of it

Rich: Cover!

One!

Two!

Th- Michael slides a shoulder up

Alex quickly goes to capitalise on him currently being on top. He gets up and drags Michael up with him and puts him in the piledriver position. He can’t resist throwing the arms out quickly before going for the clash though, but this is his downfall as Michael uses this time to stand up straight, back dropping Kidd over on his back. However, Kidd manages to grab onto Michael in mid-air and reverse it into a sunset flip pinning predicament!

One!

Two!

Thre-

Herb: No! Now it’s Michael’s turn to kick out at the last second

Both men, incredibly after the abuse they’ve taken, are back up to their feet very quickly. Alex Kidd is the first to strike, going for another of his vicious superkicks, but Michael ducks and Kidd’s boot catches the ref square in the chops, knocking him down and out of the ring.

Rich: Ref down!

This causes Alex Kidd to pause for a split second, and it costs him, as Michael clobbers him with a kick discus clothesline, knocking him down. Michael the runs the ropes and hits the seated Champion with a brutal shining wizard!

Herb: He’s out!

Rich: But there’s no ref to make the cover!

Michael notices this, and decides to stay on the offence as to not give Alex an opportunity to take the advantage. He climbs up onto the top rope, and points up to the ceiling

Herb: Another homage to Eddie Guerrero. This Frog Splash could be it!

Rich: Not if the ref doesn’t get up to count the pin

Herb: OH NO! NOT AGAIN! NOT IN THIS MATCH!

What Herb has noticed is that Gerald Croft and his giant manservant Brutus Smith are sprinting down to the ring. Just as Michael is about to dive off, Brutus Smith, in one stride, pounces from the floor onto the apron and pushes at the back of Michael. The title contender flies forward, through the air and lands horribly with one leg either side of the top rope, before then falling sideways back into the ring, clutching at his crotch in agony

Herb: NO! This is not right! Not another interference in a title match, not in a match of this importance. They’re doing it again, they did it to Rage at Untamed Khaos, and now they’re doing it to Michael now! Somebodies got to stop them!

Rich: Go ahead, be my guest

Alex Kidd is now struggling up to his feet. He sees Michael kneeling in the centre of the ring clutching at his breadbaskets, and a cocky smile emerges on his face. He rushes over to him, and punts him right in the face, then sticks his head between his legs in the piledriver position, throws his arms out and lets out a yell of “CHAMPION FOREVER!” before lifting him up and dropping him down with his signature manoeuvre the Clash!

Herb: This is ridiculous! They’ve done this for the television title, then the tag titles and now the world championship. They’re running amok!

Alex Kidd isn’t finisher there though. He hops up onto the top rope, and begins taunting the fans, before turning back around to face the prone Michael and hitting an amazing 650 King Senton right onto his chest! Gerald rolls the groggy ref into the ring and he begins a slow count

Herb: Come on Michael

One!

Herb: Kick-

Two!

Herb: Out!

Three!

Herb: Nooooo

Rich: Winner of the match, and still Fury World Heavyweight Champion, the true it factor of professional wrestling, the one and only ALEX KIDD!

Herb: That was as much Alex Kidd retaining there as it was me. Michael had that match won. The title was his for the taking!

Rich: Should have taken it then shouldn’t he

Herb: The referee was unconscious you jackass!

Herb: Thanks Harry. Wow, would you believe that, with one move Raden Blain goes from being champion of the world to fired! And how about Thanatos making his debut in EWA too!

Rich: Meh… Don’t watch PAIN!

Herb: You don’t watch PAIN? How the hell did you get hired?

Rich: I’m a good heel. It just comes naturally. What can I say, it’s a talent

Herb: You’re a good heel in the same way as Michael Cole

Rich: Why thank you. He’s my idol

Herb: *sigh* Anyway, enough about us, let’s move onto tonight’s huge main event!

Rich: It’s a rematch from the Bloodbath main event, again competing over the fury Heavyweight Championship

Herb: The challenger got screwed that night, and now he’s out for revenge

Rich: Well he’s not going to get it. Alex Kidd vs. Michael the Archangel II is going to have exactly the same way as Alex Kidd vs. Michael the Archangel I

Herb: I wouldn’t be so sure

The Challenger – Michael the Archangel

Herb: I mean just look at him. He’s been on a mission ever since he was cheated out of the championship at Bloodrush. He’s one third of the Holy Trinity, the youngest of the three, and tonight he very well could become the first of all of them to become a World Heavyweight Champion

The Champion – Alex Kidd

Rich: Not if this man has anything to say about it. He’s been champion since the very beginning. He’s beaten men such as Ryan Wells, Rob Rage, Shining Light and many others. Michael may want this a lot, but I think Alex’s skill is going to shine through in this match. He’s champion for a reason, and he’s not going to give up that title without a colossal fight

Herb: Either way, this one’s going to be EPIC! Let’s get the action underway

[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iNWLBwVmOfI[/video]

*watch up to 16:21*

Herb: He kicked out!

Rich: I don’t believe it! He just kicked out of the champ’s devastating brainbuster!

Herb: What does either of these men have to do to put the other one down? They’re thrown everything, absolutely everything at each other, and yet neither of them can hold each other down for a three count

Rich: It’s what this World Championship means to these two men Herb

Alex Kidd is just staring at the ref in disbelief, in denial that Michael just kicked out. It’s only when Michael begins to ever so slightly stir that he gets his wits back together. He pulls Michael up, and puts him in the piledriver position before throwing his arms out to the side in his signature taunt

Rich: Although they haven’t QUITE thrown everything

Herb: He’s going for his belly-to-back inverted mat slam finisher!

Rich: Or for those of you who are lesser wrestling nerds than Herb, the Styles Clash

Kidd reaches down to pull Michael into the vertical position needed for the Styles Clash, but Michael drops down to his knees and quickly crawls through the legs of the champion, then grabs on a quick waist lock.

Herb: He avoided disaster there

Michael then pushes them both into the ropes, then goes for a rollup by doing a backwards roll but Kidd manages to hold onto the ropes and when Michael completes the backwards roll up to his knees, Kidd blasts him with a superkick to the face

Rich: Not for long though!

One!

Two!

Thr-

Herb: Kickout at two and a half!

Rich: So close right there! Kidd nearly retained his belt with that powerful superkick

Kidd pounds at the mat again, annoyed that he didn’t get the win. He then gets up, and pulls Michael up with him. Kidd runs off the ropes but Michael ducks, going for a back body drop, but he telegraphs it and Kidd boots him in the face. Kidd then turns around and runs towards the same ropes again. This time he goes to handspring off, but Michael follows him through and hits him with a dropkick to the face while he’s upside down! He then quickly drags him up and hits a spinning neckbreaker then goes for the pin!

One!

Two!

Thr-

Rich: Another near fall!

Herb: How quickly the tides turned there

Michael gets up slowly, still feeling it from the abuse Kidd has put him through. He stands up next to Kidd’s prone body, facing away, and points to the crowd which gets him a loud cheer

Rich: Look at this, wasting time playing to the crowd in a big match like this. They’re not going to win the match for you

Michael then backflips over going for a beautiful standing moonsault but Alex gets his boots up and into the ribs of Michael in mid-air, causing him to stagger off, clutching at them.

Rich: And there you go, it cost him

Alex Kidd then smoothly kips up to his feet, and as Michael turns around goes for another superkick but Michael ducks and drops down to the mat, and sweeps the standing leg of Kidd, dropping him to the floor. He then quickly jumps up and again goes for the standing moonsault, this time hitting it

One!

Two!

Rich: Kickout! Michael just isn’t the same calibre of athlete as Kidd

Herb: That’s bull and you know it. These guys are almost perfectly matched up

Michael doesn’t waste any time continuing the offence. He pulls him up then hits a textbook vertical suplex, and holds on, then rolls through with his legs and hits a second

Herb: In a tribute to the late great Eddie Guerrero, Michael is going for the three amigos. Can he pull off the third

Michael again uses his legs to roll through and pulls Alex up yet again. He pulls him up for yet another vertical suplex, but in mid-air Alex counters with some knees to the top of the head of Michael, causing him to drop him. Alex lands on his feet, then springs up and hits a jumping knee right into the face of the Archangel, sending Michael flying backwards. He looks out as he falls backwards but bounces off the middle rope and it propels him up to his feet and in a sudden burst of energy spins around and clocks Kidd right in the chin with a roaring elbow, dropping the champion where he stands

Herb: He’s out! COVER!

But Michael doesn’t cover him. He grabs on a full nelson on the floored champion, then pulls him up to his feet…

[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pz1JWf0ikvE[/video]

Herb: Dragon Suplex!

Rich: And he’s bridging for the pin

One!

Two!

Thre-

Herb: New Champion!

At absolutely the last millisecond, with then refs hand less than a centre meter from the mat, Alex Kidd manages to save his championship by shifting his weight slightly, upsetting the bridge of Michael and allowing him to slip up his shoulder at the VERY last second

Rich: He kicked out! HE KICKED OUT!

Herb: No! No way! That was three

The ref disagrees with Herb though. He’s calling it as a two count. Two and ninety nine hundredths, but a two count none the less.

Rich: This match is still going!

Michael is just staring at the ref in disbelief; he was almost certain he had him there. It’s a good ten seconds before Michael even moves, but Kidd is still folded up and unmoving. Michael shouts out to the fans the name of his finisher “Saviour’s Way!” and the fans explode in anticipation. He pulls the wrecked body of Kidd to his feet, and drags him over to the ropes. Michael then steps through the ropes and pushes Kidd softly away, and he goes staggering into the middle of the ring. When he turns around Michael jumps up and springboards off the top rope towards him, going for the Saviour’s Way (Springboard STO) but Alex Kidd leaps up and meets him in mid-air with a picture perfect dropkick

Herb: Where did that come from, seconds ago he was out of it

Rich: Cover!

One!

Two!

Th- Michael slides a shoulder up

Alex quickly goes to capitalise on him currently being on top. He gets up and drags Michael up with him and puts him in the piledriver position. He can’t resist throwing the arms out quickly before going for the clash though, but this is his downfall as Michael uses this time to stand up straight, back dropping Kidd over on his back. However, Kidd manages to grab onto Michael in mid-air and reverse it into a sunset flip pinning predicament!

One!

Two!

Thre-

Herb: No! Now it’s Michael’s turn to kick out at the last second

Both men, incredibly after the abuse they’ve taken, are back up to their feet very quickly. Alex Kidd is the first to strike, going for another of his vicious superkicks, but Michael ducks and Kidd’s boot catches the ref square in the chops, knocking him down and out of the ring.

Rich: Ref down!

This causes Alex Kidd to pause for a split second, and it costs him, as Michael clobbers him with a kick discus clothesline, knocking him down. Michael the runs the ropes and hits the seated Champion with a brutal shining wizard!

Herb: He’s out!

Rich: But there’s no ref to make the cover!

Michael notices this, and decides to stay on the offence as to not give Alex an opportunity to take the advantage. He climbs up onto the top rope, and points up to the ceiling

Herb: Another homage to Eddie Guerrero. This Frog Splash could be it!

Rich: Not if the ref doesn’t get up to count the pin

Herb: OH NO! NOT AGAIN! NOT IN THIS MATCH!

What Herb has noticed is that Gerald Croft and his giant manservant Brutus Smith are sprinting down to the ring. Just as Michael is about to dive off, Brutus Smith, in one stride, pounces from the floor onto the apron and pushes at the back of Michael. The title contender flies forward, through the air and lands horribly with one leg either side of the top rope, before then falling sideways back into the ring, clutching at his crotch in agony

Herb: NO! This is not right! Not another interference in a title match, not in a match of this importance. They’re doing it again, they did it to Rage at Untamed Khaos, and now they’re doing it to Michael now! Somebodies got to stop them!

Rich: Go ahead, be my guest

Alex Kidd is now struggling up to his feet. He sees Michael kneeling in the centre of the ring clutching at his breadbaskets, and a cocky smile emerges on his face. He rushes over to him, and punts him right in the face, then sticks his head between his legs in the piledriver position, throws his arms out and lets out a yell of “CHAMPION FOREVER!” before lifting him up and dropping him down with his signature manoeuvre the Clash!

Herb: This is ridiculous! They’ve done this for the television title, then the tag titles and now the world championship. They’re running amok!

Alex Kidd isn’t finisher there though. He hops up onto the top rope, and begins taunting the fans, before turning back around to face the prone Michael and hitting an amazing 650 King Senton right onto his chest! Gerald rolls the groggy ref into the ring and he begins a slow count

Herb: Come on Michael

One!

Herb: Kick-

Two!

Herb: Out!

Three!

Herb: Nooooo

Rich: Winner of the match, and still Fury World Heavyweight Champion, the true it factor of professional wrestling, the one and only ALEX KIDD!

Herb: That was as much Alex Kidd retaining there as it was me. Michael had that match won. The title was his for the taking!

Rich: Should have taken it then shouldn’t he

Herb: The referee was unconscious you jackass!

Robareid escribió:Hey Pau, could you please cover for the stuff Ben didn't get finished in time please. I've coloured your bits violet

Thanks in advance

Bumping this for Pau to see

Did not see will do the parts for ben now

Bobby: Well the next matchup is going to be a filler, jobber match where shaz will just dominate this so called monster that nobody likes and everybody finds weird

Howard: What are you talking about? Come on BORO! Let’s go Smoggie!

Bobby: Ugh not you too, should have known. Anyways this match is set for one fall only and it involves Shaz and the Smog monster one on one

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dij5rjFvBKI&

*Smoke fills up the entrance ramp*

Howard: He’s here Bobby, it’s the smog monster!

Bobby: This guy is not a monster this guy is a wrestler who supports Middleborough and likes smoke.

*The first thing we see is the smog mask from the smoke as we see the smog monster come out slowly*

*Howard puts his smog mask on*

Bobby: Where the hell did you get that?

Howard: EWA.com. Didn’t you order one knowing this match was going to be on the ppv?

Bobby: I didn’t know people were stupid enough to buy that crap

*As the smog monster is entering the ramp he is about to pose for the crowd when….*

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dMX8LB8YRn4

*Shaz comes out with a cocky walk raising his arms in the air as if he has already won this*

Bobby: Ugh I hate this guy too, this guy is just too much of a pussy and concentrates on the fans

*Howard stands up clapping for both these men*

Bobby: You’re such an idiot, sometimes I wonder why I took this job?

Howard: That’s easy you needed the money, remember you told me that other day?

Shaz/Aries vs Smog/Roode
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JLxcercU2qw
*Stop at 4:00*

*Will comes out from the ramp with a powerwalk and goes to the announcer table*

Bobby: What are you doing here Will?

Will: Oh just thought I’d stop by and say hi to you , but not to Howard he’s a moron

Bobby: That he is but now we’ve got real intellectual people on the commentary desk

*Shaz goes to shake Smog’s hand but Smogggie hits him with an arm drag, Shaz gets up quickly Smoggie does it again, Shaz once again gets up Smoggie tries to do it again but is blocked by shaz who then hits him with one of his own arm drags and follows it up with an elbow drop*

Howard: You know this is a great technical matchup and I’m really liking the action from these two

Bobby: They’ve only hit arm drags, what is your deal?

*Shaz hits Smoggie with two consecutive clotheslines and goes for the pin straight away*

Bobby: One… tw kick out by Smoggie

*Shaz picks up Smoggie by Smoggie pokes his eyes and hits him with a chop to the head of Shaz as Shaz falls down on the mat*

Bobby: So Will where did you get that suit?

Howard: Are you guys even watching this? What’s the point of having the match then?

Will: Exactly now you’re getting it Howard

*Shaz gets up though and hits him with a knee to the gut and he grabs him in a headlock but Smoggie pushes him away and takes out the ref*

Will: You know I picked the wrong match to join you guys I think didn’t I?

*Will gets in the ring and tries to hit Shaz with brass knuckles he was hiding but instead Shaz ducks and Will hits Smoggie with the knuckles*

Howard: Hit him Shaz do it!

*Shaz hits him with and rko knocking Will out and goes for the cover on Smoggies, referee wakes up and counts one…two…three*

Bobby: Well thank god the match was over, see Howard this guy is a good person he let us not waste our time with this

*Shaz celebrates with the crowd raising his arms on the top rope as he smiles and claps*

Rich: It’s now time for our first title match of the night, and damn it’s a good’un!

Herb: That’s right. We have the current and only ever Fury Television Champion, the amazing Jack Phenix going up against the challenger, the enigmatic Artemis Eclipse

Artemis Eclipse

Herb: This guy’s been so impressive since his debut. He had that one loss against Rob Rage, and that was the fault of that stupid ref, but apart from that he’s been on fire

Rich: For once I agree with you Herb. He has been on fire. I see a title change coming up here tonight

Fury Television Champion Jack Phenix

Herb: I dunno. Impressive as Artemis has been, he’s up against an opponent who’s been equally impressive. Ever since its inception on the second EWA show, Jack’s been the television champion. He’s turned back challengers such as Brandon Medeiros, KiLLA and G-Scorp.

Rich: He hasn’t been bad, but I feel in Artemis Eclipse he’s met his match. Eclipse is just an upper echelon talent

Herb: So is Phenix though. Well, whichever man wins, we can be sure this is going to be a fantastic matchup

Jack Phenix = John Morrison // Artemis Eclipse = Drew McIntyre
[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x1SZAQxFUVA[/video]
[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dfTmDN9fEW0&[/video]

*watch up to 2:50 on second video*

Artemis has a single underhook, but before he can do anything else, Phenix with a quick spurt of energy spins out into a hammerlock, then with the hammerlock still on grabs onto a reverse headlock then drops him down reverse DDT style but instead drops him down onto his knee in a backbreaker with his arm still trapped.

Herb: What an innovative move!

Rich: This has been such an even back and forth affair. I’ve been really impressed by Phenix, he’s proving something to me here tonight

Eclipse is writhing around, grabbing at his back in pain. Phenix walks over to him, and grabs onto the back of his neck and pulls him up onto his knees. He then hits two vicious shoot kicks to the chest of Phenix Daniel Bryan style, then runs off the ropes and hits a devastating shining wizard!

Herb: This could be it!

One!

Two!

Thr- Kickout!

Herb: So close!

Rich: Artemis just managed to slip a shoulder up there. Phenix is close though, it may only take one more big manoeuvre

Jack looks around in disbelief; he thought for sure that he’d knocked him out with that knee to the temple. He then shakes his head, and turns to the corner and leaps up to where he is most comfortable, the top rope

Herb: Could this be that big manoeuvre? Is he going for that picture perfect Shooting Star Press he calls the Dehumaniser?

Indeed he is. Phenix dives off completing an absolutely awe inspiring shooting star press… right onto the canvas as Artemis rolls out the way at the last second. As Phenix gets up, clutching at his midsection, Eclipse comes up behind and lifts him up in an electric chair

Herb: He’s going for the Rubix Cube!

Before he can do this however, Phenix rolls forward in a victory roll pin

Rich: Could it be?

One!

Two!

Thre-

Herb: No! Last second kickout!

Both men ascend quickly to their feet. Artemis is the first person to go on the attack, and goes for a big roundhouse kick to the head of Phenix. Jack ducks then grabs on a quick waist lock and pushes him forwards into the ropes then does a backwards roll executing a roll up

One!

Two!

Thr- Artemis pushes Jack off of him with his legs sending him careering forward into the ropes

Herb: Oh my God!

Rich: Where the fuck did Croft come from?

Herb: He just stabbed Phenix in the eye with his cane!

Rich: The ref didn’t see. He was still on the mat after counting the pin!

Phenix staggers backwards, clutching at his eye in agony when Eclipse lifts him up in the electric chair again. He grabs his neck then sits out with a devastating sitout electric chair driver!

Rich: Rubix cube! It has to be over!

Herb: Not like this

One!

Two!

Three!

Rich: NEW CHAMPION!

Herb: What the hell? Why was Croft even out here? Why did he have to come out here and ruin this fantastic match? He just cost Phenix his title!

Rich: I know, great isn’t it

Gerald clambers into the ring, with his Butler Brutus holding the ropes open for him, as Eclipse’s music blares through the arena. Eclipse is celebrating in the corner, clearly jubilant that he’s won his first title here in EWA. He turns around to see Croft entering the ring, and immediately jumps down and stares at him warily

Herb: You know what, I don’t think Artemis knew anything about what just happened

Rich: Why does he care? He’s the new champion!

As Gerald approaches, Eclipse stares him down apprehensively. As the ref comes over to hand the title over to the new champion, Gerald shoves him back causing him to fall on his ass and drop the title. Artemis takes and an aggressive step forward, but Gerald quickly backpedals holding his palms up telling him to calm down

After a few tense seconds, with the crowd chanting to “Kick Croft’s Ass, Kick Croft’s Ass”, Artemis slowly lowers his guard and then Croft reaches out his hand for a handshake.

Herb: Don’t do it Artemis. Don’t do it. You’re better than this.

For a couple of seconds that feel like an age, Artemis just stared at Gerald’s hand with Brutus Smith standing on ready to act at a moment’s notice. Then, Artemis grasps Gerald hand and shakes it, receiving an absolute tirade of boos from the disapproving fans

Herb: Noooooo!

Rich: Good choice Artemis. You now not only are the Television Champion, but you now also have the top manager in the business at your side

Gerald then transitions the handshake into raising Eclipse’s hand into the air. Brutus then snatches the title from the ref and positions it on the waist of the new champion Artemis Eclipse



Gerald: There you have it. There you have it. Tonight. Tonight is the night! Tonight is the night that Croft’s Limited rises above and takes its rightful place at the top of the mountain. Tonight is the beginning of a new era. Tonight, our ascension begins!

*Pointing at Eclipse* Our first title. Our first championship. Our first champion! This man, this amazing athlete, this superior competitor, he represents all three of these. He represents all three of these things, and he also represents one thing further. The newest acquisition of Croft’s Limited! *Big boos*

This title, this title right here, will be the first of many for Croft’s Limited. We will dominate Fury, in every division, on every show and in every single respect! Tonight is where it all begins, the ascension of Croft’s Limited, and with men like Artemis here, Hanz, Brutus all lead by their illustrious leader, yours truly, the greatest manager in the history of the business, we will never fall.

Gerald Croft begins laughing and passes off the microphone off to Artemis Eclipse. He stands in the corner with Brutus looking on approvingly. Artemis looks down at the EWA TV Championship that's around his waist and smiles.

"FUCK YOU ARTEMIS! FUCK YOU ARTEMIS! FUCK YOU ARTEMIS!"

Chants are ringing throughout the Coliseum now as Artemis just stands there with the microphone in hand. He raises it to speak and the crowd boos him louder than they do Vicki Guerrero at WWE events. He puts the microphone down and smiles. He tries it again, same response. He laughs this time and keeps the microphone there.

Artemis Eclipse: You know... when I walked through the office doors here at EWA, I was promised the moon and the stars by executives. I was promised matches in the main event scene, I was promised a ton of money, I was promised even stupid things like, my own parking spot, locker room and seperate food from the ignorant retards that are in this company.

I was given all of that. Except for the one thing that truly mattered the most. A main event position. You see this TV Championship? It's not main event. But, its a start. If I hadn't sided with Mr. Croft tonight, I wouldn't have even gotten to where I am. What you idiots don't know is this... I've been with Croft's Limited for a while now. The plans were coming together behind the scenes.

I made it to this TV Championship match BECAUSE of him. If it weren't for him pushing the brass and giving them money, I wouldn't even be here right now. You know what they said about me? The same people who promised me everything? They said I was unstable. A loose cannon. Well, this is my retribution. This is my proof that this business isn't run on talent but, on money.

I'm tired of the politics though to be truthful. When I was on the indy scene and in Japan, business wasn't conducted by so much flat out GREED. When I got here to America with my career, THAT'S when I started caring about money and my position. EWA was supposed to give me everything like they said and they gave me everything except for what I truly wanted. JBW and even my brief stint in WWE and TNA have all done the same damn thing. The only company that promised me main event and kept it was ICW but even THEY screwed me for months on end.

I'm tired. I'm tired of you people directing my life for me. I'm tired of coming out here night in and night out PROVING that I'm literally the best this company has... only to be shitted on in the end. I'm not going to cry like a baby about what was promised that I never got, no. I'M TAKING IT!! From now on, I have basically daddy warbucks by my side throwing money at whatever I like. He's good at that too... and what I want is a EWA World Championship match. I will be damned if I don't get it too. Kidd or whoever is Champion by the time this night is over, be prepared.

I will be unrelenting in my quest to be king of this company. And tonight, I just took the first necessary steps in doing so. Tonight, I became the Prince. I will shove my knife into the King's back as soon as I can too... bank on it!

Artemis throws the microphone down and walks over to Croft and Brutus. He raises his arms high and they all walk out of the ring with many various objects being thrown at them...

Herb: Thanks Harry. Wow, would you believe that, with one move Raden Blain goes from being champion of the world to fired! And how about Thanatos making his debut in EWA too!

Rich: Meh… Don’t watch PAIN!

Herb: You don’t watch PAIN? How the hell did you get hired?

Rich: I’m a good heel. It just comes naturally. What can I say, it’s a talent

Herb: You’re a good heel in the same way as Michael Cole

Rich: Why thank you. He’s my idol

Herb: *sigh* Anyway, enough about us, let’s move onto tonight’s huge main event!

Rich: It’s a rematch from the Bloodbath main event, again competing over the fury Heavyweight Championship

Herb: The challenger got screwed that night, and now he’s out for revenge

Rich: Well he’s not going to get it. Alex Kidd vs. Michael the Archangel II is going to have exactly the same way as Alex Kidd vs. Michael the Archangel I

Herb: I wouldn’t be so sure

The Challenger – Michael the Archangel

Herb: I mean just look at him. He’s been on a mission ever since he was cheated out of the championship at Bloodrush. He’s one third of the Holy Trinity, the youngest of the three, and tonight he very well could become the first of all of them to become a World Heavyweight Champion

The Champion – Alex Kidd

Rich: Not if this man has anything to say about it. He’s been champion since the very beginning. He’s beaten men such as Ryan Wells, Rob Rage, Shining Light and many others. Michael may want this a lot, but I think Alex’s skill is going to shine through in this match. He’s champion for a reason, and he’s not going to give up that title without a colossal fight

Herb: Either way, this one’s going to be EPIC! Let’s get the action underway

[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iNWLBwVmOfI[/video]

*watch up to 16:21*

Herb: He kicked out!

Rich: I don’t believe it! He just kicked out of the champ’s devastating brainbuster!

Herb: What does either of these men have to do to put the other one down? They’re thrown everything, absolutely everything at each other, and yet neither of them can hold each other down for a three count

Rich: It’s what this World Championship means to these two men Herb

Alex Kidd is just staring at the ref in disbelief, in denial that Michael just kicked out. It’s only when Michael begins to ever so slightly stir that he gets his wits back together. He pulls Michael up, and puts him in the piledriver position before throwing his arms out to the side in his signature taunt

Rich: Although they haven’t QUITE thrown everything

Herb: He’s going for his belly-to-back inverted mat slam finisher!

Rich: Or for those of you who are lesser wrestling nerds than Herb, the Styles Clash

Kidd reaches down to pull Michael into the vertical position needed for the Styles Clash, but Michael drops down to his knees and quickly crawls through the legs of the champion, then grabs on a quick waist lock.

Herb: He avoided disaster there

Michael then pushes them both into the ropes, then goes for a rollup by doing a backwards roll but Kidd manages to hold onto the ropes and when Michael completes the backwards roll up to his knees, Kidd blasts him with a superkick to the face

Rich: Not for long though!

One!

Two!

Thr-

Herb: Kickout at two and a half!

Rich: So close right there! Kidd nearly retained his belt with that powerful superkick

Kidd pounds at the mat again, annoyed that he didn’t get the win. He then gets up, and pulls Michael up with him. Kidd runs off the ropes but Michael ducks, going for a back body drop, but he telegraphs it and Kidd boots him in the face. Kidd then turns around and runs towards the same ropes again. This time he goes to handspring off, but Michael follows him through and hits him with a dropkick to the face while he’s upside down! He then quickly drags him up and hits a spinning neckbreaker then goes for the pin!

One!

Two!

Thr-

Rich: Another near fall!

Herb: How quickly the tides turned there

Michael gets up slowly, still feeling it from the abuse Kidd has put him through. He stands up next to Kidd’s prone body, facing away, and points to the crowd which gets him a loud cheer

Rich: Look at this, wasting time playing to the crowd in a big match like this. They’re not going to win the match for you

Michael then backflips over going for a beautiful standing moonsault but Alex gets his boots up and into the ribs of Michael in mid-air, causing him to stagger off, clutching at them.

Rich: And there you go, it cost him

Alex Kidd then smoothly kips up to his feet, and as Michael turns around goes for another superkick but Michael ducks and drops down to the mat, and sweeps the standing leg of Kidd, dropping him to the floor. He then quickly jumps up and again goes for the standing moonsault, this time hitting it

One!

Two!

Rich: Kickout! Michael just isn’t the same calibre of athlete as Kidd

Herb: That’s bull and you know it. These guys are almost perfectly matched up

Michael doesn’t waste any time continuing the offence. He pulls him up then hits a textbook vertical suplex, and holds on, then rolls through with his legs and hits a second

Herb: In a tribute to the late great Eddie Guerrero, Michael is going for the three amigos. Can he pull off the third

Michael again uses his legs to roll through and pulls Alex up yet again. He pulls him up for yet another vertical suplex, but in mid-air Alex counters with some knees to the top of the head of Michael, causing him to drop him. Alex lands on his feet, then springs up and hits a jumping knee right into the face of the Archangel, sending Michael flying backwards. He looks out as he falls backwards but bounces off the middle rope and it propels him up to his feet and in a sudden burst of energy spins around and clocks Kidd right in the chin with a roaring elbow, dropping the champion where he stands

Herb: He’s out! COVER!

But Michael doesn’t cover him. He grabs on a full nelson on the floored champion, then pulls him up to his feet…

[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pz1JWf0ikvE[/video]

Herb: Dragon Suplex!

Rich: And he’s bridging for the pin

One!

Two!

Thre-

Herb: New Champion!

At absolutely the last millisecond, with then refs hand less than a centre meter from the mat, Alex Kidd manages to save his championship by shifting his weight slightly, upsetting the bridge of Michael and allowing him to slip up his shoulder at the VERY last second

Rich: He kicked out! HE KICKED OUT!

Herb: No! No way! That was three

The ref disagrees with Herb though. He’s calling it as a two count. Two and ninety nine hundredths, but a two count none the less.

Rich: This match is still going!

Michael is just staring at the ref in disbelief; he was almost certain he had him there. It’s a good ten seconds before Michael even moves, but Kidd is still folded up and unmoving. Michael shouts out to the fans the name of his finisher “Saviour’s Way!” and the fans explode in anticipation. He pulls the wrecked body of Kidd to his feet, and drags him over to the ropes. Michael then steps through the ropes and pushes Kidd softly away, and he goes staggering into the middle of the ring. When he turns around Michael jumps up and springboards off the top rope towards him, going for the Saviour’s Way (Springboard STO) but Alex Kidd leaps up and meets him in mid-air with a picture perfect dropkick

Herb: Where did that come from, seconds ago he was out of it

Rich: Cover!

One!

Two!

Th- Michael slides a shoulder up

Alex quickly goes to capitalise on him currently being on top. He gets up and drags Michael up with him and puts him in the piledriver position. He can’t resist throwing the arms out quickly before going for the clash though, but this is his downfall as Michael uses this time to stand up straight, back dropping Kidd over on his back. However, Kidd manages to grab onto Michael in mid-air and reverse it into a sunset flip pinning predicament!

One!

Two!

Thre-

Herb: No! Now it’s Michael’s turn to kick out at the last second

Both men, incredibly after the abuse they’ve taken, are back up to their feet very quickly. Alex Kidd is the first to strike, going for another of his vicious superkicks, but Michael ducks and Kidd’s boot catches the ref square in the chops, knocking him down and out of the ring.

Rich: Ref down!

This causes Alex Kidd to pause for a split second, and it costs him, as Michael clobbers him with a kick discus clothesline, knocking him down. Michael the runs the ropes and hits the seated Champion with a brutal shining wizard!

Herb: He’s out!

Rich: But there’s no ref to make the cover!

Michael notices this, and decides to stay on the offence as to not give Alex an opportunity to take the advantage. He climbs up onto the top rope, and points up to the ceiling

Herb: Another homage to Eddie Guerrero. This Frog Splash could be it!

Rich: Not if the ref doesn’t get up to count the pin

Herb: OH NO! NOT AGAIN! NOT IN THIS MATCH!

What Herb has noticed is that Gerald Croft and his giant manservant Brutus Smith are sprinting down to the ring. Just as Michael is about to dive off, Brutus Smith, in one stride, pounces from the floor onto the apron and pushes at the back of Michael. The title contender flies forward, through the air and lands horribly with one leg either side of the top rope, before then falling sideways back into the ring, clutching at his crotch in agony

Herb: NO! This is not right! Not another interference in a title match, not in a match of this importance. They’re doing it again, they did it to Rage at Untamed Khaos, and now they’re doing it to Michael now! Somebodies got to stop them!

Rich: Go ahead, be my guest

Alex Kidd is now struggling up to his feet. He sees Michael kneeling in the centre of the ring clutching at his breadbaskets, and a cocky smile emerges on his face. He rushes over to him, and punts him right in the face, then sticks his head between his legs in the piledriver position, throws his arms out and lets out a yell of “CHAMPION FOREVER!” before lifting him up and dropping him down with his signature manoeuvre the Clash!

Herb: This is ridiculous! They’ve done this for the television title, then the tag titles and now the world championship. They’re running amok!

Alex Kidd isn’t finisher there though. He hops up onto the top rope, and begins taunting the fans, before turning back around to face the prone Michael and hitting an amazing 650 King Senton right onto his chest! Gerald rolls the groggy ref into the ring and he begins a slow count

Herb: Come on Michael

One!

Herb: Kick-

Two!

Herb: Out!

Three!

Herb: Nooooo

Rich: Winner of the match, and still Fury World Heavyweight Champion, the true it factor of professional wrestling, the one and only ALEX KIDD!
Herb: That was as much Alex Kidd retaining there as it was me. Michael had that match won. The title was his for the taking!

Rich: Should have taken it then shouldn’t he

Herb: The referee was unconscious you jackass!

Alex Kidd grabs the belt from the ring attendant and hugs it like it’s his long lost child, as the crowd boo in disapproval in how the ending on the main event came about. They’re not happy, that’s for sure. While Alex Kidd is celebrating, Brutus Smith climbs up onto the apron and holds open the ring ropes for his master. Gerald Croft steps through the ring ropes, and Alex Kidd spins around to face him in a defensive stance.

Herb: Wait… Did Kidd know anything about what happened with Croft?

Rich: You’re getting your hopes up, you’ve already said this once with Eclipse, and look how that panned out.

Herb: But this is different. Look back at Untamed Khaos. Almost the exact same thing happened, and both parties denied any collusion. Why should this change anything

Sadly, Herbie’s hopes are dashed as a smile spreads across Alex’s face and the two men hug while laughing at the joke they just played on the world. Croft then releases the hug and transitions it into lifting the arm of Kidd that is holding the title belt high into the air, pointing across at his new client and joining in the celebrations

Herb: *pounds head against the table* Damn! Damn! Damn!

Rich: I warned you not to get your hopes up

The Panzer Division

Rich: And look who’s come to join the party. The new Fury Tag Team Champions Karl and Oli,. The Panzer Division accompanied by their oh so fine sister and Hellcats Champion Barbie Panzer

Herb: *sigh* More titles Croft’s Limited have stolen tonight

The three of them make their way into the ring, each brandishing their own championship. They enter the ring and join in the celebrations with Croft and Kidd. Barbie’s brought along a bottle of champagne and they blow the top off after shaking it up, sending it flying everywhere!

Artemis Eclipse

Next out is the new television champion Artemis Eclipse. He, somewhat begrudgingly, makes his way down to ringside to join his newfound allies. He hops over the top rope, surveys the festivities and shakes his head. He then goes over to the corner on his own and hops up onto the top turnbuckle and uses it as a seat

Herb: A little dissention there? Or am I just clutching at strings

Rich: This is Artemis Eclipse we’re talking about here. That’s about as involved as he gets with anything

Herb: I suppose you’re right *goes back to sulking*

Rich: And there you have it folks, 100% of Fury’s championship belts, as well as the Hellcats Championship, all encapsulated by the juggernaut that now is Croft’s Limited. What a man!

Hanz Gruber

Hanz Gruber marches walks out down to the ring to meet his comrades. Unlike them, he’s all business as he slides in and gets right up in the face of Alex Kidd

Herb: Yes! Come on! Be jealous! Ruin this little party. You’re the only one without a championship AND Alex Kidd has taken your number one spot in Croft’s Limited! Get mad, get angry, get pi-

Then they smile at each other and give each other a huge hug

Herb: DAMMIT!

Rich: You’ve really got to stop letting them play you. It’s bad for your blood pressure

With now all eight members of Croft’s Limited in the ring, they continue to party, passing the champagne around. The crowd are absolutely booing their heads off, hating the way the event is ending with eight of the most hated individuals in EWA taking the ring hostage. Slowly in the corner, Michael the Archangel begins to stir. The only member of Croft’s Limited to notice this is Brutus Magnus who quickly alerts his master.

Herb: Oh God, I don’t like the look of this

Rich: I do, I enjoy a good beatdown!

Gerald gets the attention of the rest, and they all surround Michael in the corner, who is unaware of all of this. Gerald begins laughing at his feebleness, then gives a nod and Brutus rushes in hitting a huge knee to the seated Archangel.

Herb: Oh God, I can’t watch

Rich: Pussy

With Michael now out of it again, Brutus hoists him up to his feet then pushes him forwards into a Guten Nacht (Double Big Boot) Chick Kick (Superkick) combination from the three Panzers. If he wasn’t knocked out before that, he is now.

Brutus then pulls Michael’s limp body up again, and drags him over to the corner where Artemis is sitting.

Herb: Is it over yet?

Rich: Nope

Artemis sighs, then leaps off the top rope and hits a nasty Dragonrana to perfection landing directly on Michael’s neck

Rich: Ouch

Herb: Urgh. Just the sound makes me cringe

Brutus Smith again pulls up Michael, no doubt for another finisher, but before that can happen…

It’s RAGE!

Herb: Yes! Finally somebody to end this torture

Rich: Yeah right. It’s one on eight

Rob Rage sprints down to the ring, and enters a house of fire. Brutus throws Michael’s carcase to the side and swings at him with a clothesline, but Rage ducks under then hits a superkick, knocking him down and out of the ring. The Panzer Division then charge in at him but get knocked down by a double clothesline from the fan favourite Brit, and the house are going wild! Rob then goes straight for Hanz, hitting him with three repeated rights, but then Kidd drops down and grabs a hold of both of the ankles of Rage. Rage struggles to get free for a second, but then gets hit by a double superkick from boyfriend and girlfriend Barbie and Hanz, knocking him down. A second later the whole of Croft’s Limited, minus Brutus Smith who is still out of it on the outside, are on him like a pack of hyenas.

Rich: Told ya’

Herb: *sigh* At least somebody is still fighting the good fight

Rich: And a fat lot of good it did him

Herb: It’s the point that counts

Malcolm Cage!

Herb: Yes! Now the numbers are evening up!

Malcolm Cage sprints down to the ring and slides in, looking to clear house. He hammers away first at Karl Panzer, hitting a running forearm, then Alex Kidd hitting a discus clothesline. Oli Panzer then goes for the Guten Nacht (Big Boot) but Malcolm ducks slightly and catches the leg, then pulls him in close

Herb: Incarceration Exploder Suplex!

Just before he can hit the move however, Artemis dives off from his top rope perch and hits a missile dropkick to the top of Malcolm’s head, knocking him off of Oli and down to the floor. Seconds after this, it is Malcolm’s turn to receive a pack style beating

Rich: These good guys aren’t very smart are they?

Jack Phenix!

Herb: The ex-television champion out for revenge!

Rich: You’d have thought they’d have realised this isn’t going to work by now

Jack Phenix sprints down to the ring, looking to aid his friends. Artemis is the one to peel off from the beatdown of Archangel, Cage and Rage to deal with him. He goes to stomp on him on his way into the ring, but Jack feints, then grabs the legs of Eclipse and pulls him out of the ring and they begin brawling on the outside

The Turnes!

Herb: More reinforcements!

Rich: It’s still what? Six on two when they get in the ring

Herb: Not if Rage, Michael and Cage get up

Rich: But they’re not going to. Not in time to make a difference anyway

The Turnes enter the ring and it is their opponents from earlier tonight who go to combat them, The Panzer Division. Both Rob and Luke slide into the ring and each duck a clothesline from Oli and Karl respectively. Then then continue their run, rebound off the ropes and catch their larger sparing partners with running forearms in unison! Neither man goes down but both are groggy. The two Turne brothers then run off the ropes again, but Rob is tripped by Brutus Smith who has made his way up on the outside. As he quickly tries to get back up he is met by a Guten Nacht big boot from Oli, dropping him right there. Brutus Smith then grabs his legs and drags him to the outside, and begins to beat him down. Luke Turne, who didn’t get tripped by Brutus, runs at Karl and hits a clothesline, making him go down. He then gets on top of him in a mount and begins pounding away. Sadly, this doesn’t last very long though, as Oli, who is now without a sparring partner, comes up behind him and drags him off of his brother. Then, with Oli holding Luke’s hands behind his back, Barbie comes up and KOs him with a Chick Kick (Superkick)

Rich: Well that went well

Herb: Well at least Jack’s still fighting

Alex Kidd also notices that Jack Phenix is the last one fighting, and decides to do something about it. With Phenix and Eclipse trading punches on the outside, Kidd springboards up and hits a springboard crossbody on the two of them

Rich: And the Rebellion is quelled

Herb: Just when it looked like they were getting somewhere

Rich: If they were smart, and all came out here at the same time they may have had a chance… But they weren’t, and look at the consequence

Croft’s Limited is now stomping on all of their downed opponents, standing on their throats and kicking at their heads. After a good few minutes of this brutality, throughout which the crowd has been constantly booing loudly, they all look at each other and decide their work is done for the night. They all gather themselves together and relocate back into the ring. Brutus Smith lifts his master up onto his shoulders and all eight of them celebrate their takeover tonight with the Hellcats Championship, the TV Championship, the Tag Team Championships and the World Heavyweight Championship. They taunt the crowd, and end the show supreme, standing tall with their adversaries at their feet.

Herb: And that brings us to the end of another fantastic EWA PPV. It’s just a pity things had to end this way

Rich: Remember to tune into Fury to see more of this awesome hostile takeover by the glorious Croft’s Limited

Herb: Hopefully the good guys will have recovered and regrouped by then, and no doubt they’ll be out for revenge

Harry: Don’t forget about PAIN! They’ll be the reaction to the debut of the new World Heavyweight Thanatos and his destruction of Blain

Carter: Plus the new Television Champion Harry Richards’ first speech as a champion and his reaction to the actions of Hot and much, much more

Howard: And Carnage should be great too. We’ve got our first ever World Heavyweight Champion in Mike Hawk, and no doubt he’ll want to address the world

Bobby: Plus the continuation of the new rivalry between Mixed Emotions and Black Blooded & Darius

Howard: Also the continued title pursuits of Jacob Cass

Herb: This has been EWA Clash at the Colosseum. Goodnight

Guys Basically later today I catch a plane to go to Guadalajara.On that plane I will be entertained by doing my matches. Later today they WILL be up. My internet connection is already setup apparently over there so when I get home first thing I do is post the matches

Howard: Some words from Devon to Adrian “El chulo” Guerrero, who is obviously going to lose here to Devon

Bobby: I have my doubts Adrian is a great competitor and is a part of the Guerrero family, he knows what it is and how it is like to get in the ring. Devon is what Heskey made him out to be….Devon Dudley.

Howard: Well that was a mistake from him, he thought he was tag teaming with Devon Dudley, cus they have the same first name .You can’t blame him.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DnWrWSCoGis&ob=av2n

Howard: Well here comes that Little twat, I hate him so much. What do you see in the guy?

*Howard turns to Bobby who is dancing*

Howard: Right now I’m feeling what you say you feel when I cheer for the wrestlers I like

Bobby: Yeah but your wrestlers are shit.

*Adrian Guerrero walks down the entrance ramp cockily, with a smile on his face as the crowd boo him. Before he can even get in the ring, Devon’s music plays*

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n_CGp_ZxnWk&

*Devon Jones walks down the ramp with a serious face on, he doesn’t even stop to look at anybody he powerwalks to the ring and is anxious to get it started

Bobby: Wow what a fucking asshole, that was very rude of him to do that, people were enjoying dancing to that

Howard: They were booing him Bobby.

Bobby: All I heard is Woo

Adrian Guerrero/Eddie Vs Devon Jones/Malenko
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xCks5WQfHzI
*Stop at 8:44*

Howard: A brain buster from Devon can he capitalize?

Bobby: One…two… Obviously Adrian kicks out

*Devon claps his hands together so the crowd can clap along with him, as Adrian gets up he catches him with a sleeper hold, with the veins being visible by both men giving it their all, one to get out of the hold and the other to keep it on. Finally after about one minute of the submission Guerrero finds it in him to hit a jawbreaker onto Devon, but he is exhausted as that sleeper really put him to sleep*

Howard: That sleeper hold could have been the factor of this match, and it might kill of the momentum Adrian had there for a while. He needs to get back in the game and quickly

*Adrian is going back to Devon but Devon hits him with a roundhouse kick it could be over, but when Devon goes for the cover he gets caught in a small package by chulo*

Howard: One…two

*Devon gets up and counters with a rollup pin of his own*¨

Bobby: One..two

*Guerrero counters with one of his but Devon manages to kick out before the referee’s hand hit the mat as both men stand up smiling at each other knowing the fans are loving the show so far*

Howard: We have seen great wrestling from these two guys, this is what Carnage is all about people. Great wrestling and spectacular aerial moves

Bobby: Unfortunately, this is the best we have

*Both men lock up Guerrero gets him in the headlock and put him in a snap mare chin lock,
Devon its him with head butts to the face*

Bobby: Stop it! You’re ruining his face

*Devon doesn’t listen because when he gets up he continues punching the face of Guerrero but Guerrero once again rakes the eye and goes for a rollup*

Howard: One.t

*Devon kicks out and hits him with a dropkick when he gets up, followed by another one, and a third but on the fourth try, he goes for a german suplex, a second and a third immediately going for the cover*

Howard: One two..t No!

Bobby: Even I admit this is great and it’s very technical. These two guys really do put on great matches

*Both men groggily get up and trade punches*

Devon!
Guerrero
Devon!
Guerrero!
Devon!
Guerrero!
Devon!
Guerrero!
Devon!
Guerrero!
Guerrero!
Guerrero!
Devon!
Guerrero!

*Devon gets tired and slaps him instead, now both men trading slaps instead of punches*
Guerrero!
Devon!
Guerrero!
Devon!

Bobby: This is a bitch slap fest, I want to take part in this

*Bobby slaps Howard as the match still goes on until out of nowhere Devon hits Shit Just Got Real (stunner)*

Howard: OW! I mean Two…Three It’s over!

Bobby: I got distracted who won?

Howard: Devon did of course like I told you!

Bobby: Well I’m down on the bets damn it

pauadrian escribió:Guys Basically later today I catch a plane to go to Guadalajara.On that plane I will be entertained by doing my matches. Later today they WILL be up. My internet connection is already setup apparently over there so when I get home first thing I do is post the matches

Sounds great. I'll start posting this fucker now and continue when you've posted up your matches

Harry: Our next match is one of the most heated ones on our show, it’s between Jacob Cass and Carlos Alberto Ramon

Bobby: Honestly Carlos is not where he would want to be, he needs to get out of this crap show and go fly on another show and I do too.

Harry: Why do you say that? Carnage is the place for winners

Bobby: This show is crap, I would’ve quit if they wouldn’t pay me so much

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b4P0o27Chcc

*Out comes Cass to a big pop as he stands on the top of the entrance ramp looking at the beautiful colloseum*

Harry: This kid has got loads of talent and if he can beat Carlos it will ascend him to maybe even a world title shot

Bobby: What does Carlos get if he wins? Nothing, this guy is a jobber honestly I don’t know why Carlos accepted this match. He’s got nothing to win here

*Cass walks down the ramp slapping hands with fans and signs an autograph for a fan until he gets to the ring where he runs the ropes waiting for Carlos*

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=02s5WSNpsSY&

*Carlos walks down with his cocky grin, and toothpick walking down in his signature walk when he says something to the camera*

CAR: Hey Yo, Don’t mess with Carlos when he’s in town. This chico is gonna learn it the hard way

*Carlos continues to walk down the ramp as fans boo him like never before*

Howard: This guy Carlos is getting more booed than usual, you have any idea why Bobby?
Bobby: Well let’s see, he’s fighting off against one of the top fan favorites of carnage, he’s in a colloseum. He’s cocky. No not at all

*Carlos walks up the steel steps, gets in the ring and immediately goes face to face with Cass in his corner as they’re bad mouthing each other, the referee separates both men but before he can Carlos spits in the face of Cass and taunts him as Cass tries to keep his cool so we can get this match underway*

CAR/Nash Vs Cass/Styles
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xMUyLApR220
*ignore entrances and stop at 13:19*

*Carlos throws Cass out of the way, gets up as quick as he can and irish whips him into the corner, but is met with a reversal irish whip to the same corner. Cass tries to go for the enzeguri but gets caught on the top rope as Carlos smiles and laughs at Cass pointing at him, the crowd boos Ramon as Ramon puts on a serious face on and spits on Cass once again then proceeds to stomp him as he is trapped in the corner*

Bobby: This is what I like about Carlos he is cocky but he can back up everything he says, much like the other guys on the roster that don’t like the fans.
Howard: Why does he have to spit him though? Can’t he do that finger thing he does instead of spitting?

Bobby: It’s basically the same thing, he’s still insulting him you know
Howard: Oh

*Cass is set free and goes to Carlos and shoves him as Carlos laughs once again but slaps him, Cass angrily hits him with an elbow to the face as he goes for a rollup pin, bad idea because Ramon grabs him and starts slapping his head countless time then goes for an arm flip, followed by a leg drop to the chest as he goes for the cover*

Howard: One…Two.Thre He kicked out!

Bobby: He’s not got much in him though

*This statement is true Cass can’t be dealing more damage or he’ll be risking an injury. Carlos argues with the ref signaling a three count with his hands, by the time he is done arguing Cass goes at him with a cross body but Carlos catches him again and throws him over his shoulder once again, he picks him up and hits a backbreaker, followed by a second and then finally a sidewalk slam to the mat goes for the cover*
Howard: This could be it One..two Nope

*Carlos looks at the ref angrily and argues with him some more as he starts calling him names, he goes for Cass picks him up and it looks like it might be over here as he signals the end he goes for his signature maneuver the celtic cross, but Cass rolls him up in a bridge pin*

Bobby: One…two…three?

*Indeed it is over Cass has won the match that Carlos pretty much dominated, as Howard jumps up and down screaming Yes. Ramon Looks pissed off and Cass is wise enough to get out of the ring*

Bobby: This is bullshit, Carlos had it and this guy thinks he can win off a bridge pin? This is not wrestling this is just disgusting to watch, Sit down Howard!

You da man Pau