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Post by The Messiah of Human Torture on Sept 28, 2012 22:16:17 GMT -5
Daffney vs Kelly Kelly
Homicide vs Alex Riley
Surprise Foley promo
Natalya vs Kaitlyn
Drew McIntyre vs Austin Aries
Main Event: Seth Iser vs Tyson Kidd rematch.
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Post by #HEEL Dark Lord on Oct 18, 2012 20:24:13 GMT -5
JR: Hello everyone! Welcome to XWA!
Tazz: This week's show is going to be off the hook!
JR: We are all set for our first match, as Kelly Kelly is already in the ring!
*Kelly is in the ring, playing it up to fans, who aren't very interested in her*
*The hypnotizing theme of "Trip The Darkness", by Lacuna Coil surges throughout the arena.. This music is not alone though, as purple flashing laser lights also come right along with it, as well as a vision over the titantron of black and white swirls, continuously moving in a circular pattern. This, often associated with hypnotism, contains Daffney’s own name in it’s center, written in a nice grungy typeface to match. The Amplified Shriek Machine does not waste any time after that, and coming through the curtains out to the stage is none other than her.*
Lilian: And, the opponent. From Sybil, Texas, Daffney!
*As she stands on the ramp for a brief moment, the Gothic Goddess balls up her right fist and raises her left simultaneously, slamming the fist into the palm of the other hand and releasing some anger. Eyes bugged and mouthed grimaced uncomfortably, Daffney takes her first step down the aisle among a crowd of booing fans.
Daffney walks down the entrance ramp, nearly marching to the beat of her own entrance music as the fans at ringside begin to lunge out at her. She continues to slink down the ramp, looking to be rather void of emotion. Reaching the apron, Daffney pans off to the left rather than entering right there; it’s time for the signature entrance. As she hops right on the middle of the apron in front of the XWA audience, she stands facing the same way as the three ring ropes, and gradually sinks downward into a split, one leg facing each corner. With the male population in attendance going wild for her flexibility, the Queen of Scream proceeds to roll under the bottom rope quickly, landing in a kneeling position and then moving around so that she is directly in the epicenter of the canvas, only before clenching both fists at her sides and popping the rest of her body backwards to let out a SCREAM. The signature vocal of Miss Daffney is ended with a sly smirk, showing the underlying evil in her eyes. Following, she rises and her music, entrance video, and lights all die down, though her smirk does not. *
Tazz: Daffney looking Zombie hot as always.
JR: Kelly doesn't look too thrilled to be against Daffney. She has taken on a new leaf these days.
Tazz: But, Daffney still looks good!
*Daffney slowly saunters towards Kelly, as she backs off in fear, and finds herself trapped in the corner*
JR: Not where you want to be.
*Daffney licks her lips, as she grabs Kelly by the hair, and violently slams her head into the turnbuckle*
Tazz: That will kill braincells, not like Kelly has that many!
*Daffney slams her into the turnbuckle once more, and drops her with a DDT, and transitions into a guillotine choke hold, and begins to choke the life out of Kelly*
JR: Good lord, she is going to break her in half!
*Kelly quickly taps out, as Daffney doesn't break the hold, and, continues to wrench back*
Tazz: Looks like Daffney has snapped! I love it!
Lilian: Here is your winner, Daffney!
*Trip The Darkness begins to play, as Daffney continues to choke out Kelly, as the show goes to commercials*
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Post by The Messiah of Human Torture on Oct 18, 2012 20:32:32 GMT -5
Give credit to Riley for trying. He goes to try to ask for a lock up to the unpredictable Homicide, but Cide is in no mood to be conventional. He starts with a barrage of right hands that you'd see in a hockey fight and before Riley can drop down, he is wiped out with a vicious lariet. The entire crowd gasps at how violent that one lariet was...and Homicide gets away with just putting a foot over Riley's chest for the cover...not in a cocky way, but in a disgusted way.
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Post by #HEEL Dark Lord on Oct 28, 2012 21:05:27 GMT -5
JR: Welcome back to XWA! At this time, we would like to direct you to Lilian Garcia!
Lilian: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome The Hardcore Legend, Mick Foley!!!!!
*The familiar sound of a car crash signals the appearance of Mick Foley. Through the curtain steps the Hardcore Legend, as the sold out Philly crowd gives him a standing ovation*
Tazz: The crowd loves Mick Foley. Without him, we may not have hardcore wrestling as we know it.
*Mick stands on the ramp, soaking in the great reaction as he raises an arm in acknowledgment. Mick walks down the ramp, and slowly rolls into it, as Lilian hands him a mic. His music stops as the crowd continues to cheer him on*
Mick Foley: That always feels good. I am here tonight, thanks to Seth Iser. He allowed me to come here tonight, in front of all of you. Right here in Philadelphia!
*Mick does his usual thumbs up pose, as the crowd eats up the cheap pop*
Tazz: Mick and his cheap pops.
Mick: I have always had a special place in my heart for this city. This is where Hardcore became a cult favorite. People would line outside that old bingo hall, and, witness some of the most barbaric wrestling the world has ever seen!
*The crowd starts an ECW chant*
Mick: Yes. ECW was a highlight in my career. I am sure most people remember me from being thrown off the top of Hell in a Cell. But, I feel a lot of my best work, was ECW. I felt very proud of what I did. I also felt honored to work with the greats. I have done it all. Now, I can look back on my career, and be proud. I got to entertain the most hardcore wrestling fans around. They say, if you can make it here in Philly, you can make it anywhere. I can confirm that.
*The crowd chants "Thank You, Foley" and continue to clap for him.*
Mick: XWA is the future of wrestling. It's like ECW, it had a small, dedicated group of fans. But, now, XWA is huge. I am happy to be here tonight, to be a part of this amazing ride.
JR: That was from the heart, you could feel his passion.
Mick: So, I just wanted to come out here, and thank all of you. Thank you all, for sticking with me through all these years. Thanks for having faith in me. Above all else, thanks for being fans of wrestling.
*The music of the XWA Champion hits, as the crowd begins to boo loudly, as the champion steps out through the smoke, with a grin on his face. Raven shakes his head, as he begins to walk down the ramp. Foley looks on, with a confused look on his face.*
Tazz: Looks like Raven has heard enough! Now, it's getting good.
*Raven walks down the ramp, as the occasional fan shouts out praise. Raven simply ignores them, and walks up the steel steps and enters the ring. He signals for a microphone, as he stands face to face with the Hardcore Legend.*
Raven: That was some speech, Mick. I was in the back, trying my best not to fall asleep, from all the tear jerking comments you said. So, I decided to grace you, and all these low class fraudulent citizens in Philly. I just had to come out here, and correct you. You see, you are not part of the reason XWA is the biggest company going. I AM! I have been here since day one. When people think of XWA, they think of Me. So, don't come out here, and be all high and mighty, and take credit for something you had ZERO to do with!
*The crowd boos loudly, as Raven glares at Foley, who looks to be offended by what Raven said*
Mick: All I wanted to do was give credit where it's due. You are right. You have done it all for XWA. You are the biggest star, you are the champion. You are the one that everyone wants to see. I just wanted to use my name, and get more people to tune in. You see, I know my career is pretty much over. So, I do whatever it takes, to make sure the next generation of wrestlers have a future. Without people like me, you wouldn't exist!
JR: Strong words by Foley.
*Raven grins as the crowd chants for Foley*
Raven: I wouldn't exist? Really. This is coming from a guy, who is known for his glorified stuntman risks. I actually earned everything I have. I didn't get hurled off a cell, and propelled into the spotlight out of sympathy, like you Mick. You are just a washed up, one hit wonder. You never had a title run, that lasted longer than a few weeks. You are just a joke. You should be happy your career is over. Because, you wouldn't last a few minutes with today's talent, especially someone like me.
Mick: You know, Raven. You remind me of another cocky, young wrestler. Much like yourself. In the early days of ECW. He didn't respect his elders, and, ran his mouth. You know what happened to him? He lost his ECW title, to that very man. So, if I were you, I would be careful with what you say, you never know what washed up one hit wonder, as you put it, will come in, and defeat you. You seem to have a lot to say, Raven. From what I have seen, you can back it up, too. But, rest assured, you don't want a piece of me.
*Raven doubles over in laughter, as he points at Mick, and laughs even more*
Raven: Why are you so salty, Mick? Are you mad because I'm right? Are you mad that I accomplished more in my short career, than, you did in your entire career? Or, are you just mad, that your own Children, are probably fans of mine? Either way, you are coming across as a bitter old man, who is letting the sodium control his life. I'm the biggest star on the planet, and, there is nothing you, or any of these frauds can do about it! I'm the future of wrestling. All of you so called "legends" are left in the dust. Where you will wither and fade away into obscurity.
*Raven gloats, as Mick begins to show some anger, as he smacks Raven across the face, to the delight of the crowd*
JR: Baw Gawd! Foley just slapped Raven!
*Raven holds his face, as he charges at Mick, and sends him to the mat, as he begins to wail away, as Mick tries to cover up.*
Tazz: Looks like Raven is now taking it to the hardcore icon.
*Raven continues to slug away, as Foley is able to block a punch, and shove Raven away, as he gets to his feet*
JR: Foley is up!
*Raven recovers as Foley hits him with a hard right hand, and signals for the Mandible Claw*
Tazz: Foley is going to use that nasty sock!
*As Raven turns around, he kicks Foley in the knee, as he drops to the mat in Pain. Raven continues to stomp over the knees, as Foley cries out in pain*
Raven: Are you making your fans proud now? ARE YOU?!
*Raven drags Foley across the ring, and slides out, as he grabs one of Foley's knees, and bashes it across the ring post*
JR: Good lord, someone has to stop this!
*As Raven prepares to do it again, Kofi Kingston rushes down the ramp, as Raven bails. Kofi checks over Mick, as the officials rush down, as Raven gloats his handy work, as the crowd continues to boo him all the way to the back.*
Tazz: Not for nothing, I bet Mick regrets saying all of that to Raven!
JR: Oh, will you stop!
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Post by The Messiah of Human Torture on Oct 28, 2012 21:58:10 GMT -5
Kaitlyn wears an outfit that shows off her assets to win herself a few fans, but she's pretty much taken to school by the technically sounded Natalya. A couple power moves like a suplex and gutbuster not withsanding, the bulk of the work turned into an assault on Kaitlyn's knee and then the sharpshooter that follows makes it an easy match for the Canadian.
Drew and Aries had a bit of a cat and mouse game where Aries avoided the bigger Drew and went with his technically minded game. Drew then countered with power like the shoulder block, and a lariet and then throws in a few punches to show off some aggression. Aries does turn it around, getting the crowd behind him with lariets, a dropkick from the top, and his heatseaker dive to the outside. As soon as he throws Drew in...Drew uses the ring rope(via a kick to the gut) to his advantage and then Future Shocks Aries from that position for the victory.
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Post by The Messiah of Human Torture on Oct 28, 2012 22:56:25 GMT -5
The music for Tyson Kidd begins to play and the Canadian walks through the curtain to receive a strong reception from the audience.
JR: This kid has one hell of a pedigree for this business and he's really taking the bigger names of our company to the limits.
Tazz: He tried against Iser once and I don't think Iser was prepared so much last time...so the match was close. I don't think he makes that mistake twice.
JR: Even Raven had some issues with this kid.
Tazz: He didn't complete it, though because at this point...Raven's the complete package and Tyson Kidd isn't quite that yet. Maybe he'll never be...but damn is he fun to watch.
Lillian: From Calgary Alberta, Canada...Tyson Kidd!
Tyson enters the ring and doesn't seem to be showing any nerves for the magnitude of this match. Soon enough, the lights dim and the boo birds come out in full force right away. They only get louder as 'Rattlesnake' begins to play on the PA system.
JR: The mood is about to change.
Soon enough, Iser walks through the curtain wearing his black and red tights and his normal trench coat. Iser coldly unzips his trenchcoat to reveal a Redskins RG3 jersey and the boo birds just intensify just that much more.
Tazz: I don't think Philly appreciated that display.
The fans immedietely begin a loud 'Iser sucks' chant as he starts to walk down the ramp to the ring. A couple of the fans are throwing some cups filled with beer at him and the GM just swats the cups down and even spits at the direction of which the cups came from just to incite the audience even more. Lillian's introduction can't be heard because of the sheer amount of booing that has engulfed the arena.
Tazz: It's almost as if Iser just...relishes in this hatred he receives everytime he comes out now.
JR: ...and the sick part of it all is...it fuels him to become even more deranged by the second.
The bell rings and the two wrestlers knuckle up in the grecho-roman knuckle lock that's rarely seen. Iser powers Tyson down, but Tyson immedietely goes with a beautiful bridge to prevent his shoulders from going to the mat. He soon kips up and that helps break the knuckle lock and then he drops Iser down with an arm drag. Iser immedietely rolls out of the ring for a quick timeout.
JR: Looks like Iser didn't like what he saw there.
Tazz: So he took a moment to recooperate.
Iser soon gives a fan in the front row the finger and that just pisses them off even further as he slowly rolls into the ring as Tyson just awaits him. The two lock up again and Iser immedietely arm drags Tyson down, but Tyson dropkicks Iser as soon as they both get to their feet. Soon they both rise again and before Tyson can fire off a second dropkick, Iser bails again to even more boos than the first time.
JR: I think he's playing a mind game.
Tazz: Either that or he's trying to engage Tyson into making a mistake.
Tyson rolls out of the ring, showing some impatience and as soon as he does, he's cracked with a hard right hand by Iser that rocks him and after he takes a few paces, he spits at Tyson. Kidd, enraged, charges and Iser soon uses his momentum to throw a drop toe hold and Tyson Kidd goes face first into steel steps.
Tazz: Bingo. That's a move used by a man who's been in these big pressure situations time and time again.
Iser soon rolls the dazed Tyson Kidd into the ring and then follows up with an assault that's focused right on the head of Kidd with multiple knees right to the forehead. The ref asks Iser to let up and he just tells the ref to piss off before releasing one more big knee.
JR: Looks like Iser knows what he wants to do now.
Tazz: He always is very prepared to what he wants to do.
Iser drags Tyson Kidd up and lets loose with a european uppercut to stun the man and then a back chop to keep driving the air out of him. The crowd woos, but Iser immedietely goes to the right hand again instead of the chops. Tyson soon fires off a couple rights and as soon as he charges with a clothesline, Iser immedietely ducks and drops the Calgary product with a vicious neckbreaker. Iser goes for a cover and gets a two count though he doesn't seem concerned.
JR: That cover was more about wearing Tyson out than hoping for a victory.
Tazz: Look at how he's focused his attack. He's going after the head, neck, and ribs respectively. You do that and the man can't really breathe. You can't breathe, you get fatigued and fatigue makes cowards of us all.
Iser soon throws a quick knee to Tyson's sternum and as soon as he sits up from the impact he gets clotheslined for his trouble. A second cover again Tyson kicks out at two but again...this doesn't bother Seth in the slightest as he drags the mat technician up and then lifts him up for a suplex before dropping him ribs first on the ropes.
JR: That'll drive the air out of anyone.
Before Tyson can really recover from that whiplash, Iser uses his athletic ability to jump on the middle rope and then drop a huge leg drop on the prone Tyson Kidd. The crowd gasps as he makes the cover but again Tyson kicks out. Instead of complaining, Iser immedietely sits Tyson up and drops an elbow right to the chest cavity and continues his assault. Before he can do too much, Tyson throws a big kick and the crowd really pops for that kick as it rattles the owner. A second kick makes Iser go back a couple of paces and as soon as Tyson charges, he eats a knee right to the gut and back down he goes.
JR: Looks like Iser is taking this second match a hell'va lot more seriously.
Tazz: Not to mention...I think he's sending him a message about challenging him again.
Iser raises his arm in the air to taunt the crowd before pointing at his jersey to continue to infuriate the fans. As soon as he does that, Tyson Kidd has pulled himself to his feet and he kicks Iser in the back of the knee!
JR: What a shot.
A second kick to a now hobbled Iser goes upstairs and that knocks him down. Tyson then collapses as he gasps for some air as the ref begins the manditory ten count. Tyson and Iser begin to pull themselves up(though Iser uses the ropes to minimize energy used)...and Iser swings with a right, but Tyson ducks and then hits a discus punch out of nowhere to drop him.
JR: Tyson's feeling it now.
Iser pulls himself up just to eat a clothesline...and then a spinning wheel kick. Tyson clutches at his ribs but yells out a primal scream to an approving audience as Iser again rolls out of the ring to try to break the momentum.
JR: This has worked for Iser before.
Tazz: Wait, INCOMING!
Before Iser can take a quick timeout to break the momentum, Tyson leaps over the top rope in a suicide style dive and takes out Iser! Both men are down on the outside before Tyson wills himself up and then rips off the Redskins jersey to the delight of the Philly crowd!
JR: I think Tyson scored some major brownie points with these fans.
Tazz: Good, I hate the Redskins anyway.
Tyson soon throws Iser back into the ring and looks ready to springboard as the owner staggers to his feet. He leaps off and comes off with a dropkick that scores right on the owner's face.
JR: Huge upset coming!
Tazz: No way.
Tyson makes the cover as the fans count one...two...and Iser kicks out.
Tazz: Looks like the owner has far more fight left in him than Tyson thought.
Tyson, suffering a little bit from the earlier assault, pulls himself up and looks to be going for his Dungon Lock. Iser, however, counters by grabbing onto Tyson's leg and rolls it into the single leg crab and he puts the knee down to Tyson's lower back to make sure it effects his breathing.
JR: What a counter that was.
Tazz: Beautiful chain wrestling exchange there. Tyson might have to tap. No shame in that.
Tyson, however, fights and crawls towards the ropes. The crowd wills him on by chanting his name and then as soon as he almost touches the ropes...Iser pulls him right to the center as the entire crowd gasps as he cranks on the pressure. Tyson soon starts to roll onto his back and then he counters the single leg into a small package! 1....2...and Iser kicks out!
JR: He countered that counter.
Tazz: True, but the owner kicked out.
The two wrestlers soon pull themselves up but Tyson soon attempts a northern lights but the work on the ribs gives him difficulty in lifting him. Iser soon throws one punch, floats over with his athletic ability and then german suplexes Tyson Kidd to the mat.
JR: You might hate his attitude, but you have to respect his athletic ability and his wrestling ability.
Tazz: Not to mention his toughness and ability to weather the storm.
Iser takes one look at the downed kid and ends up blowing some snot on him out of total disrespect before scaling the top rope.
JR: That was really classy there...
Iser soon has a sadistic look on his face as a couple drops of sweat go down his face. He soon launches off with a knee drop but Tyson Kidd moves and Iser crashes knee first on the mat and he's clutching at his knee and rightfully so.
Tazz: It looks like that backfired on him.
Tyson, realizing this is his chance, soon goes over and instead of the Dungeon Lock...he applies the Sharpshooter on Iser! The crowd becomes completely unglued at this submission hold as Tyson cranks it on for all it's worth and Iser's in noticable pain.
JR: Now it's gutcheck time for the owner of the company.
Iser desperately scrapes for the ropes, but Tyson uses every bit of strength he has to make sure he can't. Iser, however, then uses his smarts as he bridges out and then flips forward, but Tyson, to his credit and amazement of the fans, hangs out...but he can't flip Iser back onto his stomach and Iser ends up kicking him off and hooks in a small package of his own.
JR: That might be it.
One...two...and Tyson kicks out. As the two get up, Iser lets loose with a violent rib shot and then he goes upstairs as he's kneeled down with a European Uppercut.
Tazz: Wow. What an exchange again.
Iser stretches out his left knee to make sure everything is alright before he goes back onto the attack. He signals for the DDT as the crowd becomes unglued with absolute hatred. As soon as Tyson is picked up...he counters into an inside cradle! One...two...and Iser kicks out again!
JR: Wow. What a counter!
Tyson soon scales the top rope out of desperation so Iser doesn't see it and as soon as he does, he leaps off with a beautiful moonsault. Iser at the last moment just sticks his good knee out and Kidd crashes rib first into that good knee. It hurts both men, but Tyson's worse for ware.
Tazz: That's all instincts there.
Iser immedietely yanks the near lifeless and almost breathless Tyson Kidd up and then drops him with that violent DDT. Iser immedietely goes for the cover. 1....2....3.
Lillian: Your winner of the match...Seth Iser!
Iser soon staggers up to the absolute disdain of the audience and sneers. Kidd isn't moving much, but you can tell Iser's still stretching out that left knee after that little match.
JR: So close for Tyson Kidd.
Tazz: I know close only counts in horseshoes and hand greenaids, but Tyson came so very close to defeating Iser in that ring on multiple occasions.
JR: He might get the job done one day...but right now...Seth Iser is the better man. Good night everybody from Philly!
Winner: Seth Iser
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