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SECRET SANTA 2: CHRISTMAS BOOGALOO; DECEMBER 30TH
Topic Started: Dec 17 2012, 08:00 PM (1,021 Views)
Bombtrack
Cam's Best Friend
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The camera opens up on Raw Randy Altzer sitting on the hood of his car wearing a Santa Suit jacket and blue jeans. He blows into his hands as he stares at the asphalt.

Raw
I hate them.


J-Wow steps into frame.

J-Wow
Hate who?


Raw
All of them, especially around this time of year. They’re so full of joy, and the parties so many parties. But do they invite me to one? No. What is that all about? I’m RAW, Cam. Diamonds in the Club, that shit used to mean something. I’m the party king and these Cames want to play me like this? Treat me like a Cam? I’m not a Cam. James Stall, James Stall is a Cam. Cam. Cam. Cam. Cam. Cam.

J-Wow
So what are you going to do?

Raw
I’m going to give them a farewell they won’t soon forget. Now put on your costume.

J-Wow
Do I have to?

Raw
Cam, put on your costume!


J-Wow puts on her costume, a single reindeer horn.

J-Wow
Happy?


Raw smiles and cinches his coat shut.

Raw
Let’s go. We have a show to steal.


You're a mean one, Mr. Raw
You really are a louse
You cause so much pain to others
and you just shat on my couch
Mr. RRRRaaaaaaaaaAW

You're a total douchebag
And a gigantic heeeeeeeeeel


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Live, December 30th... from the Mall of America in Minneapolis, Minnesota... New Era Wrestling Presents...

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SECRET SANTA 2: CHRISTMAS BOOGALOO





The camera cuts back to ringside and “Unbelievable” begins to play.

Penny Lane
Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome, from wherever he damn well pleases, the undisputed owner of New Era Wrestling, our much exalted leader, the tyrant slayer, the true Messiah who will lead us out of the darkness that was Troy Turner’s reign and into the light, the man, the myth, the legend, he is the great one, the master of all he surveys, the unbeatable, untouchable, the Bossman, Mac Danny.


More fireworks than should legally be allowed in this kind of setting explode, as Mac Danny is carried through the curtains and onto the entrance ramp. He is dressed as the Ghost of Christmas Present with a long flowing green fur robe, and a golden wreath in his hair. He is reclined on a golden bed carried on the shoulders of four incredibly muscular and incredibly shirtless men.

Sam
Yes. Here he is, our great ruler, the man who through his own sheer strength bested the evil Troy Turner in mortal combat. Truly he is our savior, the strongest, the smartest, the sexi- Ya know what, I’m not reading this crap. He can fire me. It’s Mac Danny everybody.


Mac is hoisted over the ropes and into the ring. He pulls out a microphone from inside his robe.

Mac
Good evening my loyal subjects. Merry few days after Christmas but not quite New Year’s Eve either. It’s such a pleasure to see each and every one of you and having you share the holidy season with our New family and…


Mac pauses and rolls his eyes.

Mac
Alright, let’s cut the crap. I’ve got a pretty kick ass show for you tonight. As you already know there will be a No Limits title match tonight. And you’ll get to see James Stall defeat Bombtrack inside Hell in a Cell.


The crowd pops for the Hell in a Cell match.

Mac
Yes. That officially makes the Hell in a Cell match a tradition here at our Secret Santa Show. And of course there will be another tradition continued this year, that of the Secret Santa tournament. Last year the Ayatollah of Aggression, James Stall won your hearts and the North American Championship in last year’s tournament. This year an even bigger prize is on the line.


The audience oohs and many people lean in in anticipation.

Mac
As you all know, James Stall successfully defended the World Heavyweight Championship in the annual Six Pack Challenge. Of course James’ historic victory left him with no clear cut contender for Evolution 4.0 which will be live at the Staples Center in Los Angeles. So instead of just handing a title shot to someone, I’m going to make them earn it. Tombstone, Nightmare, Eric Donavan, Matt Starr, and Jenni Taylor, will face off in this year’s tournament. And the winner will become the Number One contender to the World Heavyweight Championship!


Huge applause from the crowd at this announcement.

Mac
Oh and I have one last major announcement. As much as I love creating such epic shows for you people, I know it would be unfair of me to take my talents away from the commentary booth. Therefore, while I will continue to be the sole owner of New Era wrestling, I will begin a search for a New General Manager. There will be a new guest GM each week until a suitable one is found. And our first guest GM will be some familiar to all of you. That’s right. We all know her. She’s everyone’s favorite slut, Lana Wu!


Hoot and hollers come from the men in the audience, many of whom might still very well be the father of Lana Wu’s baby because I can’t remember if that storyline was ever resolved.

Mac
So I guess enjoy the show and what not.


Mac slowly makes his way down to the commentary booth.

Sam
Well, Mac, I guess it’s nice to have you back here.

Mac
Thanks, Sam. I learnt an important lesson while putting this show together.

Sam
What’s that?

Mac
It’s a lot of work putting together a show like this. And I don’t want to do that. I’d much rather just sit back here and take all the credit.

Sam
Well now that you’re here, we have one last special guest to introduce. Shall we bring him out?

Mac
Oh yes.


“Bruce Springsteen’s Santa Claus is Coming to Town” plays and a sleigh pulled by eight girls in slutty reindeer outfits is pulled down the entrance ramp. On the sleigh is Santa Claus dressed in big red velvet outfit with big black aviator sunglasses. He gleefully tosses presents from his big red sack into the audience.

Penny Lane
Ladies, and Gentlemen, please welcome, from the North Pole, Father Christmas, Sinter Klas, Pere Noel, Buono Natale, Toppo Gigio, he sees you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you’re awake, he knows if you’ve been bad or good because he is Santa Claus!


Santa steps out of the sleigh, and, as it is pulled back up the entrance ramp, Santa approaches the commentary booth and straps on a headset.

Santa
Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas!

Sam
It’s so nice to have you here, Santa.

Mac
Did you bring us presents?

Santa
Why yes I did. Here’s one for you, Mac.


Santa reaches into his sack and pulls out a genuine Red Rider BB-gun.

Mac
NO WAY! This is the best Christmas ever!

Sam
What about me, Santa?

Santa
Of course. Here’s something for little Samantha Rodderick.


Santa again reaches into his sack and hands Sam a purple box. Sam opens it up.

Sam
What is it?

Santa
Ho! Ho! Ho! It’s a vibrator.

Mac
Thanks, Santa. It’s just what she needed.

Sam
You know what? Let’s just get to some wrestling.




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WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP NUMBER ONE CONTENDERSHIP TOURNAMENT
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
TOMBSTONE VS. "THE SENSATIONAL ONE" ROMEO STYLEZ VS. JENNI TAYLOR



The lights flash wildly as the opening piano of “Meat Market” By Transit of Venus hits.

The chances of me, finding the one
in this meat market are second to none
but its happened before, on this dancefloor
eyes met across a crowded room

Jennifer makes her way out from behind the curtain a beaming smile one her face as she raises her hands above her head cheering. As she makes her way down the ramp, she high fives the fans.

Penny Lane
Tonight’s opening match is a triple threat match in the World Championship Number One Contendership Tournament! Introducing first, from Tampa, Florida by way of Chertsey, England... JENNI TAYLOR!


So come dance with me, come dance with me
come dance with me tonight
make love to me, make love to me
make love to me tonight

Once in the ring she climbs onto the top turnbuckle and makes a heart shape on her chest before pointing out to the crowd.

Sam
Here comes Jenni Taylor the number one contender to the Television Championship.


Mac
And now has a chance to also be the number one contender for the World Championship.


Penny Lane
Introducing next, from Berlin, Germany, he is the NEWera Television Champion… TOMBSTONE!


The lights darken down to a deep red as 'Bückstabü' by Rammstein begins to play. A ring of fire forms in the center of the stage, a platform raising inside it. On the platform is Tombstone, wearing a leather trench coat and a top hat, the Television Championship slung over his shoulder. The red lights cast an eerie shadow across his tattooed face as he stares straight down the ramp to the ring. Fire leaps from the side of the stage at the :19 second part of the song, Tombstone looking down to the ring. He stands there for a moment before stepping through the ring of fire. He slowly makes his way down the ramp, the fans on their feet and cheering as loud as they can. He stops next to the ring, reaching up to the ropes and pulling himself up on the ring apron. He steps over the top rope, slowly walking into the center of the ring. He reaches up, slowly removing the top hat and looking out over the crowd, giving them a good glimpse of the tattoos that cover his head and neck. He looks all around before removing the championship from his shoulder and taking off his trench coat, revealing even more tattoos, handing everything to the nervous referee. The house lights come back up, the music fading out as Tombstone walks calmly to his corner

Santa
I don’t know how Tombstone can be walking after the beating he took two weeks ago.

Mac
He’s not human Santa, that’s how.

Penny Lane

Introducing last from Awesome Town… The Sensational One… ROMEO STYLEZ
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"Last Train To Awesome Town" hits as Romeo steps out from behind the curtain with a cocky smile on his face. He walks down the ramp still wearing his sun glasses, looking at the crowd but only to make sure that they are looking at him. He jumps up to the apron of the ring, and poses to the crowd. Romeo jumps over the top rope, and smiles throwing his hands up as he spins, making sure everyone in the arena can witness his awesomeness.

Santa
No Rebecca Black? I was hoping she would sit on my…. Knee.

Sam
You’re a bad boy Santa.

Santa
Not according to my list.


The bell rings and the three wrestlers circle each other in the ring. Stone’s leg buckles, and Jenni jumps at him. Romeo pulls her away, and Jenni and the Sensational One grapple. Romeo goes to punch Jenni, but he quickly pulls his punch. Jenni capitalizes and hits Romeo with a knee to the stomach. She plants him with a neckbreaker. Tombstone staggers forward, and Jenni hits him with a quick kick to the stomach followed by a kick to the knee. Tombstone falls to one knee, and Jenni nails him with a kick to the head that causes Stone to collapse backward. Jenni quickly jumps on top of him and starts slamming her fists against his head.

Santa
Ho, Ho! Tombstone sure is struggling to recover from that beating James Stall gave him at Challenger Series.

Mac
Ha! He’s getting beat by a girl.

Sam
Hey, Jenni Taylor has proven in a short time that she’s one of the toughest women in this company.


As Jenni continues to hurl her fists at Tombstone, Romeo Stylez gets to his feet.He quickly runs over to her and wraps his arms around her waist. He pulls her off of Tombstone and hits her with a German suplex. Jenni manages to roll to her feet, and catches Romeo with a bulldog before he can turn around. Jenni spins back around as Romeo is getting to his knees, and kicks him with a dropkick that causes him to drop back down. He gets to his knees again, and Jenni goes for another dropkick, but this time Romeo knocks her legs away. Both Romeo and Jenni get to their feet, and charge at each other. They lock up.

Sam
Jenni Taylor certainly is extra aggressive tonight.

Mac
Of course she is. I gave her the opportunity of a life time, and she’s taking to it.

Santa
I think it’s hot.


As Romeo and Jenni grapple, Tombstone climbs to his feet and leans against the ring ropes. Jenni manages to jump and hit Romeo with a monkey flip, but Romeo is quick to his feet. He turns around, and he and Jenni grapple again. This time Romeo goes for a suplex, but Jenni lands behind him. She spins and hits Romeo with a kick to the leg. Before she can do anything else, however, Tombstone comes running at them. Both Jenni and Romeo turn in time to get leveled by clotheslines.

Sam
And it looks like Tombstone’s back in this.

Santa
Good for him.


Jenni gets up and Tombstone hits her with an armdrag. Romeo runs at him and gets a hiptoss. Jenni is back and charges at Stone with a knee. He catches her with a powerslam. Stone stays hunched over Jenni as he catches his breath. Romeo goes to pull him up from behind and into a German suplex, but Tombstone elbows him away before quickly turning himself around and hooking Romeo with a DDT. He wastes no time and picks Romeo up and into a suplex. Jenni runs at him, and Stall lays her out with a big boot.

Mac
Ouch! Painful shot by Tombstone.

Santa
I don't know how Jenni Taylor can recover from that.


Tombstone staggers forward and grabs Jenni by the hair. He lifts her up and looks directly in her eyes. Before he can do anything, Romeo jumps on his which causes Stone to release Jenni. Tombstone tries to grab at Romeo, but Romeo hits him with a Russian Legsweep. He stands over Tombstone and looks over at Jenni just in time to see her feet collide with his chest. Romeo flops backward, and Jenni quickly pounces onto Tombstone with the cover.

1….



2…..

Tombstone kicks out.

Santa
I don’t think Jenni Taylor is very grateful. Romeo Stylez just saved her.

Sam
Do you think she cares? She wants to be number one contender.


Romeo gets to his feet. This time he runs and tackles Jenni away from Tombstone. Both wrestlers scramble to their feet, and Romeo manages to catch Jenni with a swinging neckbreaker. Jenni tries to get to her feet. She manages to make it to all fours when Romeo his her with a dropkick that causes her to collapse and roll out of the ring. Proud of his accomplishment, Romeo stands for a moment with his hands on his hips and gets caught from behind by Tombstone with reverse DDT. Stone follows with a quick legdrop.

Mac
Romeo Stylez should know better than to fall asleep at the wheel like that.


Tombstone drags Romeo toward the corner of the ring. He lifts Romeo up and tosses him against the turnbuckle before hitting him with a hard knee to the stomach. Tombstone takes a few steps back and runs at Romeo with a splash. Romeo staggers forward and falls to his knees. Tombstone picks Romeo up and hits him with a Fall Away Slam. Romeo tries to crawl toward the ropes, but Tombstone grabs Romeo’s leg and drives the Sensational One’s knee against the mat. He then picks Romeo up and hits him with a sidewalk slam.

Santa
Tombstone has a lot of anger after that James Stall beating, and now he’s taking it all out on Romeo Stylez.


Tombstone begins to stomp away at Romeo’s head. Romeo seems unresponsive, and Tombstone flips him over and covers.


1…..



2….


Romeo kicks out.

Tombstone slams his hands against the mat and picks Stylez up. He whips Romeo across the ring and sends RoRo into the turnbuckle. He runs at Romeo with another splash, but Romeo manages to get his feet up and kicks Tombstone away. TSO jumps onto the second turnbuckle and jumps off for an axe handle slam, but Tombstone catches him by the throat. He lifts Romeo into the air and connects with a brutal chokeslam. He follows up with a hard knee drop right to Romeo’s skull before hooking TSO’s leg.


1….




2….



Jenni Taylor has slid into the ring and breaks up the pin!

Sam
Tombstone almost had Romeo Stylez beat there. Nice move by Jenni Taylor to break the pin and keep this contest going.

Mac
Two big mistakes by Romeo Stylez have nearly cost him this match. Where is his head at?

Santa
Ho! Ho! He’s probably thinking about getting some Rebecca Black poon.


Tombstone gets to his feet, but Jenni Taylor is right there with a roundhouse kick. Stone staggers backward, and Jenni runs at him with a flying forearm, but Tombstone stays on his feet. She goes for a dropkick, and Tombstone goes staggering back again, but he remains standing. Jenni goes for a second dropkick, but Tombstone knocks her legs away. Jenni is quick to her feet, but Stone catches her by the throat and lifts her high up in the air for a brutal chokeslam that shakes the ring. He drops down and covers.

1…..







2…..



3- No. Jenni kicks out!

Santa
Oh my, that poor girl could have been broken in half.

Sam
But Jenni Taylor manages to kick out after a devastating chokeslam.


Tombstone picks Jenni up and hits her with a fall away slam that nearly sends her out of the ring, but Jenni manages to catch the bottom ring rope. Jenni uses the ropes to claw her way back up. Stone approaches her, and Jenni quickly drops her shoulder into Stone’s stomach. While Tombstone is bent over, Jenni quickly jumps off the top rope and connects with the guillotine legdrop. Tombstone flops over, and Jenni hits him with a standing moonsault.

Mac
I have to hand it to Jenni Taylor, she is rolling right now.

Sam
If she can best the current Television Champion and former two time North American Champion to advance in this tournament that would be huge.


Jenni runs across the ring and bounces off the ropes. As Tombstone gets to all fours, Jenni comes running back and nails him with a dropkick to the head. Tombstone tries to stand, and Jenni runs up to the top rope. Tombstone stands, and Jenni jumps off the ropes. She catches Tombstone with a hurricanrana, and quickly hooks both of Stone’s legs.


1…..






2……



3!

NO! Romeo lunges forward and breaks up the pin!

Santa
Oh, I forgot Romeo was in this match.

Mac
Well he is, and he just cost Jenni the match.

Sam
For now. But she can still do this. That girl has some spunk.

Santa
In her hair!

Sam
SANTA!


Romeo and Jenni grapple in the center of the ring. Romeo goes for a neckbreaker, but Jenni grabs Romeo’s arms and pushes him away. Romeo turns back toward her, and Jenni catches him with a reverse bulldog. Both are quick to their feet, and this time Jenni runs at Romeo with a high knee. He gets up to one knee, but Jenni nails him with a shining wizard. She then picks Romeo up and, after some struggles, manages to pull off the Downfall of a Mother. She covers.

1….






2…….




3!



NO! Tombstone breaks up the pin.

Sam
Tombstone stops Jenni Taylor from pulling off the upset.

Mac
And now he looks quite upset himself.

Santa
Uh oh! Angry Tombstone means bad things for these two.


Jenni climbs to her feet to meet Stone, but Tombstone nails her with a big boot. He then picks her up and connects with the Graveyard Shift. Romeo Stylez begins to stand, but Tombstone quickly catches him. He lifts him high in the air and connects with the Eulogy. He covers.

1…..



2…….



3!

Santa
And Tombstone wins!

Mac
We have our first finalist for the Number One Contender Spot.

Sam
Jenni Taylor was so close. She should be proud of herself.

Mac
But a close match for the most part ends in a dominating finish my Tombstone.


Tombstone limps his way out of the ring and down the entrance ramp as his music plays.

Sam
And that was just our first match. There’s still more to come on New’s Secret Santa Show.

Santa
Don't change that dial.
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Moment of silence for the champions
For those who make going hard a lifestyle
Never wait for nothing
Got to get it right now
I’m in the spotlight
When they turn the lights down
Only the champs go the hardest in the 12th round

Kyle Travis walks out onto the entrance ramp. He stands on the ramp, looking over the crowd. Slowly, he raises his arms and looks upwards. He drops his arms and walks to the ring.

Sam
Here comes the cocky Canadian, Kyle Travis.

Mac
I like this guy Sam.


They say we warriors
They say we did it again (hands high for the champions)
We are victorious
We only in it to win (stand up for the champions)
No surrender no retreat
We take the battlefield over every time (hands high for da champions)
We came, we saw, we conquered everything in sight (moment of silence for the champions)

"The Canadian Legend" walks passed the jeering and booing crowd, heading down to the ring. He climbs the stairs and walks along the apron. Travis climbs a turnbuckle and looks over the crowd once more.

I’m Dale Earnhardt
I’m so Michael Phelps
So many gold medals
Too many title belts
I started all-state
And came up from that
Now imma world champ
And reppin everywhere
Call me incredible
Work ethic impeccable
I did it for the decimals and now i can't let it go
I specialize in anything that can't be done
No more talking bout it

Climbing down from the turnbuckle, Travis walks over to the attendant at ringside and grabs a mic. He looks over the jeering crowd before speaking.

Travis
Let the NEW receive its king!

Santa
I’m afraid that Mr. Travis is on the naughty list this year.

Mac
For that?

Santa
No, for being a dick, Ho! Ho! Ho!


The crowd jeers and boos. Travis seems not to care. He waits for the crowd to die down.

Travis
At , I made my NEW debut in a worthless dark match against complete and total losers unworthy of the time and effort I put into beating them.


Travis pauses a bit as he paces around the ring.

Travis
So here I am in the NEW. Now I suppose the right thing to do is to work my way up the ladder to become among the top contenders one of the titles here in the NEW. Then again, I have never been known to do the right thing.”

Mac
Kyle Travis has a lot of potential to be a big star in NEW.

Sam
He sure does Mac, but I just don’t like his attitude.


The crowd jeers again.

Travis
So seeing as I have nothing on my schedule, I feel like testing the deep end of the talent pool. I am making an open challenge to any singles champion in the NEW. I don’t care if you put the title on the line or not, personally, I wouldn’t blame you for making it non-title as I wouldn’t want me as a challenger.


“The Canadian Legend” pause again as the crowd jeers and boos at him.

Travis
If any of you have the guts, then step up. “The Once and Future King” is ready to get back on his throne.

Santa
I hope that Kyle Travis knows what he’s doing with a challenge like that.


Travis tosses the mic down as "Champion" by Ron Attest replays. He walks up the ramp, ignoring the fans as he passes them.


********


MIKE MILLER VS. ZOE MCDRAVEN



Soft pink lights began to flicker and smoke pours out of the entrance as the opening guitar riff of "Monster" by Paramore plays. As the lyrics start in, Zoe pushes the curtains aside and steps out, standing at the top of the ramp, glancing from side to side at the crowd with a smile.

I'll stop the whole world
I'll stop the whole world
From turning us into a monster
And eating us alive

Penny Lane
The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from San Francisco, California... ZOE MCDRAVEN!


As the chorus pops, she lifts her arms into the air in a 'v' palms turned to the sky then makes her way to the ring, climbing in and posing in the middle of it.

Sam
We haven’t seen Zoe McDraven in singles action for a while have we?

Santa
Not since Fear Itself I believe.

Mac
I think Santa is right.

Penny Lane
And her opponent, from Miami, Florida… MIKE MILLER!


You're Gonna Go Far Kid by the Offspring hits and the lights begin to flash on and off until the chorus hits with an explosing of pyro and out comes Mike Miller to cheers from the fans. When the pyro finishes he sprints to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He hops up in the center and waits for the match to begin.

Sam
I guess Mike Miller is Zoe’s opponent.

Mac
Good thing we have you around to point out the obvious.


The bell rings again and the competitors meet in the middle of the squared circle. Mike Miller stands at only 6’0, 210 pounds and he looks like he towers over Zoe. She doesn’t look intimidated and proves it by making the first strike with an elbow smash. Miller is caught off guard and stumbles back. Zoe goes for her signature Yakuza kick, but Miller catches her foot. She jumps up for an enziguiri, but Miller ducks it and clotheslines the hell out of Zoe causing her to do a full flip and landing hard on the mat.

Sam
Mike Miller just knocked Zoe down hard!

Santa
WOW!


Miller makes the cover.

1...

2...

Zoe kicks out! When Zoe gets to her feet, Miller goes for a head kick, but Zoe rolls under it then rolls him up into a cover.

1…

Mac
Mike Miller kicks out!

Sam
Both competitors have already tried to end this early.


When Miller gets up, Zoe grabs him and lifts attempts to lift Miller up for a suplex, but he blocks it. He breaks free from Zoe’s grasp and grabs her in a reverse face lock. He attempts to lock her in a modified dragon sleeper, but Zoe manages to flip herself over Miller's head and traps him in a waist lock. Zoe uses the momentum and german suplexes Miler, but he flips all the way over and lands on his feet. Zoe springboards off the ropes and takes Miller down with a back scissors.

Sam
Zoe has taken control of this match.

Mac
Only for the time being Sam.

Santa
That was some impressive wrestling right there.


Zoe is quick to get back to her feet and she clubs Miller with a few right hands and whips him into the ropes. Zoe puts her head down for a back body drop, but Miller takes her down with an inverted DDT. Mike Miller then attempts a figure-four, but Zoe counters that by kicking Miller's legs out from under him and trying to apply a side ankle lock.

Sam
What a counter by Zoe! This match is turning into a game of one upmanship.

Santa
Upmanship?

Sam
Trying to one up each other.

Mac
You weren’t very popular in high school were you?


Zoe runs at Miller, but gets taken down with a clothesline. Zoe rolls onto hers back as he stands over her. Miller then traps her in a surfboard, or at least tries to. Zoe manages to flip Miller off of her, sending him down on the mat in an awkward position. Zoe traps Mike Miller in a cover and hooks the leg.

1…

2…

Mac
Mike Miller gets his shoulder up!

Sam
Hooking Miller’s leg was almost the difference in this match.


As both competitors get to their feet again, Miller whips Zoe into the ropes and charges, but Zoe catches him in mid-run and executes a nasty diving European uppercut. Zoe ascends to the top turnbuckles and waits a few moments to steady herself before diving off with a leg drop, but Miller rolls out of the way just in time. Zoe gets back to her feet favoring her leg a little and Miller kicks her in the gut and grabs her head to set her up for a suplex, but Zoe wriggles free of his grasp. She knees Miller in the gut, runs towards the turnbuckles, uses them like a ladder to quickly get up to the top and springboards off them catching Miller with a flying spinning heel kick. Zoe makes the cover.

1…

2…

Mac
I don’t think so!

Santa
Mike Miller kicks out!


Zoe gets up and takes a moment to catch her breath. Miller gets back up to his feet and charges at her with a clothesline, but Zoe ducks and Miller clotheslines the referee to the mat.

Sam
Oh, no! The referee has been knocked out of it! We no longer have a referee to officiate this contest!

Mac
Well isn’t that a shame.


Miller turns around and sees a charging Zoe and is able to duck and pull down the ropes to cause Zoe to go over the top to the outside of the ring. Miller exits the ring, looks underneath it and pulls out a steel chair. He waits for Zoe to get back to her feet. When she does, Mike Miller tosses the chair at Zoe and Zoe catches it. Miller attempts a spin kick, but Zoe ducks it. She pops back up and throws the chair back at Miller hitting him with it.

Mac
That’s a disqualification!

Santa
Mike Miller tried to use the chair first.

Mac
But he didn’t and Zoe did. I call shenanigans!


Zoe gets Miller back up and tosses him into the ring steps. She then take Miller by his head and slams it into the announcers table. Zoe goes for the Shock Wave yakuza kick, but Mike Miller catches her leg and hits her with a capture suplex and both competitors are down. Inside the ring the referee has gotten back to his feet and begins to count them out.

Sam
The referee is back up and is counting these two out.

Santa
This could be it right here.


1…

2…

3…

4…

Mike Miller gets back to his feet.

5…

6...

7…

He gets Zoe up off the floor and rolls her into the ring to stop the count. Miller slides the steel chair into the ring then gets back into the ring himself. He picks up the chair and raises it over his head. He attempts to hit Zoe with it but the referee has grabbed it out of his hands.

Mac
HEY!

Santa
The man is just doing his job.


Mike Miller gets in the referee’s face and Zoe pulls him into a schoolboy cover.

1…

2…

Mike Miller kicks out! Zoe and Miller get back up to their feet at the same time. They meet in the middle of the ring and go at it punch for punch. Zoe ducks under a punch and gets behind Miller. She leaps up onto his shoulders, spins around and takes Miller down with a hurricanrana into a cover.

1…

2…










...










Mac
Mike Miller kicks out!

Santa
He still has a lot of gas left in his tank.


Zoe waits for Miler to get back to his feet. When he does, she runs at him, but from out of nowhere he leaps into the air and blasts Zoe in the back of her head with a shining wizard! Both superstars are down. Miller finally shakes the cobwebs out of his head and drags himself over to Zoe to make the cover.

1…

2…










...










Sam
I can’t believe it! Zoe kicked out!

Mac
Come on ref! That was a long two!


Miller is livid and pounds on the mat in frustration. He gets Zoe off the mat and sets her up for a reverse DDT, but Zoe uses the turnbuckles to run up and flips over him. He turns around and gets struck with Zoe’s Shock Wave yakuza kick. Both men are down again. Zoe crawls over to Miller and drapes an arm over him.

1...

2…










...










Mac
Mike Miller places his foot on the ropes to stop the count!

Santa
I don’t think Miller knew where he was. He just put his foot out hoping for the best.

Mac
That is not true Santa. He didn’t want to waste the energy he has left by powering out of the cover.


Miller is still down on the mat and Zoe climbs up to the top turnbuckles while the crowd goes wild.

Sam
You know what’s coming Mac!


Zoe dives off and crushes Mike Miller with the Super Nova 720 splash!

Santa
HOLY SHIT!

Mac
Watch your language Santa!


Zoe makes the cover.

1...

2...










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3!

Penny Lane
Here is your winner… ZOE MCDRAVEN!

Santa
That was a great match-up!

Sam
Yes it was Santa! Two matches in the books and two very competitive ones at that.

Mac
Zoe needed this.

Santa
Yes she did Mac.
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The Secret Santa show returns with Bombtrack and Tombstone standing toe to toe backstage.

Santa
Oh my this is exciting.

Mac
I hope they start tearing each other apart!

Sam
Why would they?

Bombtrack
I’ve been in this business for 15 years and I’ve defeated and lost to the best this world has ever seen. I’ve had several victories that I’m extremely proud of and I want you to know Tombstone that you truly are my greatest victory of all. You’re a true monster and it was an honor being inside the ring with you at Visionary Wrestling’s Showcase Zero.


Bombtrack extends his hand to Stone.

Mac
Suck up!

Santa
That man wrote me a very… unusual letter this year.


Tombstone shakes BT’s hand.

Tombstone
As much as I vould love to be standink here vif Zee Streak, I knew it vas goink to end. At least zee match vhere it vas broken vas a gut one. A very gut one. Und also... I have to thank you. You have lifted a tremendous amount of pressure off of my shoulders. I vas vonderink if anybody here vould be able to beat me. I never thought that you vould be zee first.


Stone pats Bombtrack on the back.

Bombtrack
You know Stone… Visionary Wrestling is having a tag team tournament to crown their tag team champions.

Tombstone
I heard about zat.

Bombtrack
I was kind of hoping to enter that tournament… with you as my partner.

Sam
WHAT?

Santa
Whoa!

Bombtrack
What do you say?


Tombstone mulls it over.

Tombstone
It vould be my pleasure.

Santa
Now that is a very potent team.

Mac
That tournament is really shaping up to be epic.

Sam
You can say that again, but please don’t take that literally.

Mac
That tournament is really.

Sam
DON’T



********


TAG TEAM MATCH
BRANDY VS. THE CORNBREAD MAFIA



Penny Lane
Ladies and gentlemen, the following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!


Smoke pours out onto the ramp as "School's In Session" by 4 of 5 hits the PA system as Andy comes out first. Andy appears from out of the smoke and stands at the top of the ramp, a grin suddenly coming to his lips as he turns back to the curtains and holds out his hand. Skipping from behind the curtain comes Brandi Storm, and she joins him at the top of the ramp. He wears baggy black Tripp bondage pants that cover his feet, and white straps that are attached to the back of the pants. He wears a black t-shirt that reads in white letters, 'Trust me I'm a Doctor'. Over that he wears a baggy black hoodie with a white anarchy symbol in the center, on the back it says Andy Titsuhiro, the Man, the Myth, the UWF Legend in white letters, the hood up covering his face. He has his long hair looking like a punk rocker, with some of his hair covering his left eye. Brandi is dressed in pink, gold, and white matching crop top and booty shorts, with gold boots and matching elbow and knee pads. Andy stands there and grins and taunts to the crowd as they cheer for him. Taking Brandi's hand he walks down the ramp and into the ring, sitting on the middle rope so Brandi can enter first and he takes a good look as she bends to slip between the ropes. Andy then goes to the far right turnbuckle and taunts the fans once again.

Penny Lane
Introducing first, the NEWera Tag Team Champions… Brandi Storm and Andy Titsuhiro… BRANDY!

Sam
It’s been a while since we’ve seen a tag team dominate like BrAndy have.

Mac
They’ve been the champions since August and have beaten every team on the roster.

Santa
Except for the new teams of course.


Cornbread Mafia by Molly Hatchet begins to play as Cam and Shawn Worley walk down the ramp to overwhelming boos from the crowd.

Santa
Cam is most certainly on the naughty list for trying to kill Miller.

Mac
Since when is killing Miller a bad thing?


The bell sounds and Andy and Shawn are going to start this match off. Andy ducks under a European uppercut and comes at Shawn with a clothlesline, but Shawn ducks that. Shawn and Andy lock up. Shawn slaps on a hammerlock, but Andy soon reverses it into one of his own. Andy pushes Shawn into the turnbuckles and the two lock up in the corner. Tits pushes Shawn up against the turnbuckles, but Shawn reverses positions and now he has Andy Tits pressed up against the turnbuckles. The referee begins to count.

1…

2…

3…

4…

Sam
These two are really jockeying for position here.

Mac
Shawn better let go or he might be disqualified.


Shawn releases the tie-up and the two lock up again, but this time Andy has Shawn Worley in the turnbuckles and presses Shawn up against them.

1…

2...

3…

4…

The ref is trying to pull Andy off Shawn. Andy steps away, and the referee is right in both of their faces. Shawn slips away and makes the tag to Cam.

Santa
Cam is in the match and Andy is unaware.

Mac
Let’s see how this progresses.


Cam runs in and drops Andy with a spinning heel kick, but he gets right back to his feet. Cam runs at him with a clothesline, but Andy ducks it and runs back at him and takes Cam down with a back elbow. Cam hops back up and gets met with a right hand from Andy. Tits grabs Cam and plants him with a float over DDT and makes the cover.

1…

2...

Sam
Cam kicks out!

Mac
Shawn Worley was right there to break it up anyway.


Andy tags Brandi and she comes in the ring and whips Cam into the turnbuckles. Brandi charges and nails a big shoulder thrust into Cam’s midsection. Brandi drives some hard knees into Cam's stomach. Brandi with one more knee, and she lets Cam drop to the mat. Brandi gets Cam back to his feet and sticks his head between her legs. She tries to lift Cam up, but she gets back body dropped. Both competitors are laid out on the mat.

Sam
Brandi came out on fire, but Cam put out the flames.

Santa
Now we have a race to make the tag.


Both competitors are making their way to their respective corner looking for the tag. There’s the tag to Andy and the tag to Shawn. They both rush to the centre of the ring, and Andy goes for the clothesline, but Shawn ducks it. When Andy spins around, Shawn jumps at him, twists around Andy’s body and drops him with a laying the smack down DDT and makes the cover.

1…

2…

Sam
Andy kicks out!

Santa
I think that’s the first offense I’ve ever seen from Shawn Worley.

Mac
That was a pretty bad ass DDT.


Shawn picks Andy up from the mat and attempts a suplex, but Andy blocks it and gives Shawn a suplex of his own. Tits sets Shawn up for a powerbomb, but he goes all the way over and traps Andy in a cover.

1…

2…

Mac
Andy gets his shoulder up.

Sam
That was a nice reversal by Shawn.


Shawn walks over to his corner and tags Cam back into the match. He gets in the ring and waits behind Andy. When he gets up Cam locks in a sleeper hold. He doesn’t have it fully locked in, but it’s still doing damage. Brandi reaches out and makes the blind tag. She gets into the ring, rips Cam off Andy and gives him a chop across the chest. Brandi hits a snapmare then boots Cam in the back of the head with a shoot kick and makes the cover.

1…

2…

Sam
Cam kicks out!

Santa
That was a great combo by Brandi.

Sam
It was her signature combo Santa.


Brandi tags out of the match and remains in the ring. Andy and Brandi set Cam up and take him down with a double side kick.

Sam
BrAndy takes Cam down hard.


Shawn reaches over and takes himself into the ring. He runs in at Andy, but Andy boots Shawn in the gut and monkey flips him into Brandi who nails Shawn with a Chick Kick.

Mac
Damn! That had to hurt!

Sam
That’s the Shot Of BrAndy!


Brandi Storm makes the cover.

1...

2...










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3!

Sam
BrAndy win!

Santa
That was a nasty kick by Brandi after the monkey flip.

Penny Lane
Here are your winners... Brandi Storm and AndyTitshiro... BRANDY!

Sam
The Cornbread Mafia put up a bit of a fight tonight, but BrAndy took them down.

Mac
Who is going to be able to take these titles from them?


Brandi and Andy celebrate in the ring as The Cornbread Mafia head back up the ramp.

Santa
Brandi has been an especially good girl this year and I’m going to stuff her stocking full.

Mac
Can I join you?

Santa
No.
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As the show comes back from commercial, Brandi Storm and Andy Titsuhiro still stand in the ring after their match, celebrating with the fans. Suddenly, the big screen roars to life showing the two of them getting out of their car in the parking lot of the mall. They get their bags from the trunk and then kiss before they start walking towards the building. As they walk, a modulated voice starts talking over the footage.

Voice
Aren't they sweet? So pure, so innocent, so... wonderful for everyone. Goodness... personified...

In the ring Brandi and Andy stare up at the screen in shock, Brandi shaking her head as if to say, “This can't be happening.”

The camera shot swings around to another car to find Lizzbethia Henson taking a swig of water from a small bottle.

Voice
And look... this one is all alone... one has to wonder... how could that happen? Perhaps I should go over and... introduce myself...

AS the cam,era starts to move in closer on the unsuspecting Lizzbethia, Brandi and Andy both take a slow, unsure step towards the ropes in horror as to what they know is coming. Brandi mouths the word “no” silently, unable to bring herself to say it out loud. The camera moves in on Lizzbethia, stopping right in front of her as she glances over and smiles.

Lizzbethia
I thought we weren't gonna have to play with those anymore...

The camera whirls around and then turns top reveal the smirking face and now unmodulated voice of Kerryn Kali holding it.

Kerryn Kali
Forgive me but I simply could not help myself but to play just once more...

The two members of Sin, Inc smile into the camera together as Brandi and Andy both take a step back in shock.

Sin, Inc.
Merry Christmas... Lisa...

Suddenly the lights and screen both go out, darkness covering the arena. Fans scream out in the dark as flashbulbs and cell phones start lighting up to illuminate the black. A groan and a scream ring out from the ring, with a thud following close behind it. The lights come back on to Andy Titsuhiro on the mat, bleeding from the forehead while Lizzbethia holds Brandi down and Kerryn Kali standing in front of her glaring hatefully, microphone in hand.

Kerryn Kali
Lisa... it will ALWAYS be your name... isn't that what you used to tell people who dared call you "Lisa Mae?" Did you not look down them over your beloved pom poms and inform people that their lives as they knew them were over just because they used the name that appeared where they could see it? "Uh-oh... Lethal Lisa killed another one..." Isn't THAT what they used to say when you... sweet, innocent you... vindictively buried people just for saying ....hello?

Brandi stares at him in stunned disbelief as Kerryn shakes his head incredulously.

Kerryn Kali
You don't even know what his name was... do you? For him it was the worst day of his life... the day he nearly ended it all.... for you it was Tuesday and you couldn't have cared less about anybody other than the one staring back at you in the mirror as you primped and painted on the beautiful mask that hid the ugly truth inside...

He nods to Lizzbethia who stands Brandi up before they drill her with Original Sin. She goes down hard as Kerryn and Lizzbethia stand over her, glaring down on her unconscious form malevolently.

Santa
This isn’t very Christmas like.

Mac
Christmas was five days ago Santa

Sam
I hope this clears Logan.



********


WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP NUMBER ONE CONTENDERSHIP TOURNAMENT
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
ERIC DONAVAN VS. NIGHTMARE VS. MATT STARR



Penny Lane
The following three-way dance is set for one fall!

The lights in the arena go dark, as "The Pride" begins to play. Matt Starr steps out on the ramp with a cocky grin on his face. He bows before the crowd, before he begins to walk down the ramp. The fans boo, as he just ignores and stops at the end of the ramp. He runs his hands through his hair, before running to the ring and sliding in. He climbs the nearest turnbuckle and starts unbuttoning his jacket, as he stares out into the crowd. Matt draws a star with his right hand and points to himself, before extending both arms out and yelling "This is Entertainment". He drops down to the mat and goes to the opposite side where he takes off his jacket and starts preparing for the match.

Penny Lane
Introducing first, from Hollywood and weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds... MATT STARR!!

Around the arena we hear a low ambient opening of symphonic keyboards and violins playing through the area sound system the lights dimming down as purple and white lights begin to fill the arena. After 13 seconds of buildup we hear "Chasing Ghosts" by The Amity Affliction blast through the speakers, the vocals erupting like a sonic boom as the lights flash a bright white light before dimming back down to almost total darkness. As the clean vocals kick in we see Nightmare make his way onto the stage, his head covered by a sleeveless zip-up hoodie that shadows his face. Taking a few steps forward we watch as Nightmare drops to his knees and from the shadows under his hood see him mutter something to himself before getting back to his knees and begins to walk down to the ring. At ringside we watch as Nightmare rolls under the bottom rope and walks to the far left corner, dropping his head down and tossing his arms into the shape of an X under his chin before lifting his head up for the hood to fall back and reveal his sinister grin to the crowd before hopping off the turnbuckle and waits for the match to begin.

Penny Lane
His first opponent, from Boston Massachusetts and weighing in at one hundred and ninety-six pounds.. this is NIGHTMARE!!!

The low, foreboding guitars of "Dragonfly" by Shaman's Harvest start to rumble through the speakers as the lights go up in green, white and gold. As the theme picks up strength, Eric walks out onto the stage from behind the curtain, the hood of his sleeveless trench over his head as Aurelei comes out alongside him, the pair pausing at the top of the ramp.

Penny Lane
Now approaching the ring accompanied by Aurelei Donavan, from Asheville, North Carolina and weighing in at two hundred and forty-one pounds...the Irish Dragon...ERIC DONAVAN!!!

Once the chorus hits, Eric throws the hood back and thrusts his arms into the air, setting off jets of flame on either side of the ramp's apex. He gazes out at the mass of humanity in front of him before making his way down the ramp and to the ring, meeting the hands of those who reach out to him. Climbing onto the apron via the middle strand, he holds the ropes for Aurelei before entering the ring himself, stepping up onto the turnbuckles and spreading his arms wide. Dropping back down, he sheds the trench and briefly converses with Aurelei before holding the ropes so she can exit the ring and putting his focus on the match at hand.

The bell sounds and immediately Starr and Nightmare jump on Donavan with a clubbing forearm shots. Donavan goes down to one knee and they pull him back up to his feet. They move him a step back into the ropes and then whip him off across the ring. Donavan rebounds off the opposite ropes and comes running back across again. Starr goes for a clothesline and Donavan ducks it only to eat a spinning heel kick from nightmare. Donavan goes down hard and Nightmare drops an elbow as Matt Starr moves in closer. Nightmare rolls out of the way and Starr drops a leg across Donavan's head and neck. They each take an arm and kneel into an armbar causing Donavan to grimace slightly with the pain.

Sam
This is just not fair, to see what amounts to a glorified handicap match with so much at stake tonight!

Mac
I told ya she can get sand in her vagina a lot...

Santa
Well, Santa did give her a special gift earlier.

Sam
Can we get back to the match, please?

Mac
It'll help you release all that pent-up pressure.

Santa
It is, after all, just a little prick!

Starr and Nightmare nod and then execute simultaneous dragon screws and Donavan collapses to the mat, both arms ringing with pain. Starr and Nightmare pull him up to his feet and then deliver kicks in stereo to his gut. Nightmare gives him a forearm shot and then runs across the ring. Starr delivers a reverse knife-edge chop to Donavan's chest as Nightmare reaches the opposite ropes and rebounds off. Starr gives Donavan a second chop and then steps out of the way as Nightmare crashes into Donavan with a flying forearm shot that knocks the Irish Dragon back into the ropes. Starr follows with a s tiff lariat and Donavan goes flying over the top to the apron. Starr and Nightmare turn and race across the ring. They rebound off the ropes and comes screaming back for a tandem baseball slide that sends Donavan off the apron to the floor.

Sam
Project Revolution are showing why they can be a great tag team when they choose to be tonight!

Mac
So you like tag team action, do ya Sam?

Santa
Santa likes any action.

Sam
You two are horrible!

Mac
You know you like it!

Santa
All over her face!

Nightmare stands up and looks down at Donavan as the Irish Dragon starts to stand up on the floor. Starr walks back to the middle of the ring and pauses as Donavan tries to grab Nightmare's ankles. Starr charges and drills Donavan with another baseball slide that sends the Dragon crashing back into the railing. Donavan staggers forward and Nightmare slingshots himself up to the top rope for a moonsault plancha. Donavan moves out of the way and Nightmare crashes to the floor hard.

Sam
Oh my God, Nightmare just hit the floor like a piece of raw meat!

Mac
That looked like it hurt.

Santa
It probably did if it was hard!

Donavan dives into the ring just as Starr dives out to come after him. Starr dives back in and Donavan catches him coming in with a kick to the gut. He takes a front facelock and then switches to a standing body scissors guillotine. Starr falls to his knees, crying out in pain. He manages to grab the middle rope and the referee starts counting...

1...

2...

3...

4...

Donavan releases the hold and kicks Starr as he stands up. Starr clutches at his head and Donavan goes for a crossface, sinking it in deep. Starr flails about, trapped like a rat as Donavan pulls back hard on his head and neck. Starr's foot finds the ropes and the referee starts counting again...

1...

2....

3...

4...

Donavan releases the hold, then steps over and takes a full nelson. Starr tries to wriggle away but Donavan is able to pull him forward and sit down into a sugar hold.

Sam
Donavan might have Starr dead to rights!

Mac
Starr's gotten out of tighter places than this!

Santa
He likes virgins, does he?

Sam
Right now, I don't think he cares about that at all!

Mac
Probably not.. but give him some time after the show...

Santa
Santa can find him just the perfect fit!

Mac
It's the suit, isn't it?

Santa
Chicks dig Santa!

Starr flails around and his foot finds the bottom rope again. Donavan rolls forward into a form of cattle mutilation and then releases his grasp long enough to flip over into a front facelock. Starr gets his knees under him and starts to power up. Donavan drills him in the face with a knee and then punches him in the mouth. As Starr sits there on his knees dazed. Donavan slips behind him and slaps on a crossface chickenwing. He falls to his back as Starr cries out in pain. The crowd cheers on the Irish Dragon as Starr flails around in his grasp like a fish that's just been dropped on the deck of a boat. Starr clutches at Donavan's arm but can't pry it loose as his anaconda-like grip tightens with every passing second.

Sam
The Internet Sensation is in major trouble now!

Mac
He's a rat in a cage...

Santa
Despite all his rage?

Starr reaches out and grabs the bottom rope causing the referee to start counting again.

1...

2...

3...

4...

Donavan releases the hold and starts to go for Dracophobia when Nightmare climbs back in and tries to kick him. Donavan catches the foot and throws it down and then clotheslines Nightmare's head off. Starr jumps up and clips Donavan from behind, forcing the Dragon to all fours. Starr quickly takes him over for a rolling cradle..

1...

2...

KICKOUT!!!

Both men get to their feet and Starr takes a side headlock. Donavan tries to shoot him off but Nightmare gets up and knees him in the small of the back. Starr maintains his hold while Nightmare clubs Donavan in the back with a forearm. The members of Project Revolution shove Donavan into the ropes and then go to shoot him off, they pull him back in and deliver a double dropkick that sends him tumbling to the mat. They clasp hands and deliver a Paisan elbow before popping up and egging on the booing crowd. They sit Donavan up, Starr moving in front while Nightmare steps in behind. They deliver soccer kicks to both dies and then spring to the ropes. Starr rebounds first and comes off with a running soccer kick to the front. Nightmare follows with a running knee strike to the back of the head.

Sam
Donavan just went down like he'd been shot!

Mac
This could get interesting now...

Santa
What happens when Nightmare and Starr decide they want the same present here for Christmas?

Sam
That could be a problem.

Mac
A rather large problem!

Santa
Well, being that large isn't really a problem... Santa can tell you from personal experience. It is a beautiful thing... or two!

Starr and Nightmare run to opposite sides of the ring and hit matching Lionsaults. Starr goes for the cover...

1...

2...

Nightmare throws him off and takes the cover himself.

1...

2...

Starr shoves Nightmare off and covers again.

1...

2...

Nightmare drops an elbow to break it up. Starr rolls off holding his head as Nightmare tries to cover again. Donavan rolls Nightmare up in an inside cradle.

1...

2...

KICKOUT!!!

All three men get to their feet and Nightmare and Starr kick Donavan in the stomach simultaneously. They hook him up in a double front facelock and then snap off a double ddt. Starr goes for the cover but Nightmare pulls him off and slaps him for trying to take the cover. Nightmare dives on top and Starr pulls him off. Nightmare punches Starr in the mouth and covers.

1...

2...

Starr kicks Nightmare in the head to break it up. Nightmare rolls off and Starr drops an elbow to Donavan's jaw before hooking the leg.

1...

2...

Nightmare breaks it up!

Sam
Oh boy... this doesn't look good!

Mac
Lovers' spat?

Santa
Ew.. even Santa doesn't find those enjoyable!

Sam
These two have been through so much together!

Mac
See! Lovers' spat!

Santa
Not fun, not fun at all!

Starr and Nightmare get to their feet and start arguing about the match. Nightmare shoves Starr and Starr shoves back. Donavan staggers to his feet and clocks Nightmare. Starr clocks Donavan and Nightmare clocks Starr. Donavan hits Starr and Nightmare punches Donavan. Starr punches Donavan and the members of Project Revolution deliver double kicks to the gut followed by a double gutwrench takeover. They hit soccer kicks in stereo to the spine and then run to opposite sides of the ring, rebounding off and crashing into either side of Donavan with nasty shining wizards. As Donavan slumps over, Nightmare and Starr stand up and start arguing all over again.

Sam
Oh no...

Mac
Oh joy, holiday cheer through abusive partner on partner violence...

Santa
Sounds like a party, am I invited?

Sam
Only if it's Xavier Magnus' house...

Mac
Ew... even I wouldn't go there!

Santa
I boycott that place.

Starr and Nightmare go nose to nose, Nightmare shoving Starr again and Starr shoving back in kind. Nightmare punches Starr and Starr returns fire. Nightmare punches him in the mouth again and Starr returns fire again. They trading punches, Nightmare, Starr, Nightmare, Starr, Nightmare, Starr, Nightmare, Starr. Nightmare swings big and Starr ducks it, catches the arm as it goes by and pulls Nightmare down into a backslide.

1...

2...

KICKOUT!!!

Both men get to their feet and Nightmare drills Starr with a spinning heel kick to the mouth. Nightmare follows with a running senton and then reaches across for the cover.

1...

2...

Starr rolls him over into a crucifix pin.

1...

2...

KICKOUT!!!

Both men get to their feet and Nightmare tries for the spinning heel kick again. Starr ducks it and Nightmare eats canvas. Starr pauses for a second and then goes for the Re-Edit bicycle kick. Nightmare ducks it and catches the leg. He hooks and launches Starr over for a capture suplex. Starr lands hard near the corner and Nightmare rushes in after him. Nightmare leaps and Starr ducks allowing Nightmare to crash himself into the turnbuckles. He staggers back and Starr gets him in a schoolboy pin.

1...

2...

KICKOUT!!!

Nightmare pops up and tries to roundhouse kick Starr before he gets to his feet. Starr catches the foot and then clotheslines Nightmare over it. Nightmare goes down hard and Starr drops an elbow. He sets for a Buffalo sleeper hold and pulls back hard. Nightmare grabs the ropes causing the referee to start counting.

1...

2...

3...

4...

Starr releases the hold and gives Nightmare quick soccer kick to the spine. Nightmare tumbles over onto his side and Starr grabs the ropes. He jumps up and hits a twisting elbow drop before rolling Nightmare over and hooking the leg.

1...

2...

KICKOUT!!!

Sam
I would have sworn he had him on that!

Mac
I would have sworn you'd have an electric friend before tonight too!

Santa
Santa always knows just what to get every good little boy and girl...

Sam
See, he just said I was good!

Mac
He knows what to get the naughty ones too.

Santa
Oh those are Santa's favorites!

Starr and Nightmare get to their feet and start trading shots again. Starr clocks Nightmare and Nightmare fires back. Starr hits him hard and Nightmare hits back harder. Starr goes for a big clothesline but Nightmare ducks it and hits an inverted atomic drop. He runs to the ropes, rebounds off and delivers the Driver's Side Impact. Starr goes down hard and Nightmare starts to go for the cover only to eat a Dragon Fang. Nightmare falls back through the ropes, tumbling to the floor as Donavan slaps Dracophobia on Starr in the middle of the ring.


Sam
Donavan comes back to submit Matt Starr!

Mac
With a little help from a Driver's Side Impact!

Santa
It was a wonderful Christmas present for everyone involved!

Penny Lane
Your winner, “The Irish Dragon” ERIC DONAVAN
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Christmas Boogaloo cuts backstage with Priest approaching Shamaya backstage.

Priest
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you, Lass.

Shamaya
Leave me alone.

Priest
It's alright, Love, you needn't worry. I meant no offense.


Priest reaches out to touch her arm and she pulls it out of his grasp aggressively.

Shamaya
Don’t touch me!

Priest
Easy, Love...


Priest puts his hands up, surprising Shamaya causing her to react by slapping Priest, but he catches her arm.

Priest
Calm yourself, Lass. I have a right fit bird...

Shamaya
GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!


Disturbed flies into the scene and smashes an empty bottle of Jack Daniels over his skull!

Sam
WHOA!

Santa
Disturbed just blasted him!


Priest goes down in a heap unconscious from the blow. Disturbed begins to viciously stomp on a downed Priest until security arrive at the scene and pull him off. It takes all five security guards to pull Disturbed away from Priest.

Santa
I think Disturbed took things way too far.

Sam
I agree Santa. Priest didn’t do anything wrong.

Mac
All that matters is that Disturbed thinks he did.



********


NO LIMIT CHAMPIONSHIP
MATT SLATER VS. APOLLO CAIN



We now cut to Mr. Sadistic barricading a door backstage.

Mr. Sadistic
That’s should just about do it.


Thumper arrives on the scene.

Thumper
What’s this about?

Mr. Sadistic
I don’t think Apollo Cain is going to make it to the No Limit Championship match tonight.

Thumper
He’s not going to show?

Mr. Sadistic
No he won’t Thumper so I’m going to do Apollo Cain a favor and take his place tonight.

Thumper
You’re going to take on Matt Slater!

Mr. Sadistic
You’re damn right I am! I’ll see you in the ring Slater! BE THERE!

Mac
This should be good.



NO LIMIT CHAMPIONSHIP
MATT SLATER VS. MR. SADISTIC



Penny Lane
The following match is a Windshield Match and is for the No Limit Championship! The first man to put his opponent through a windshield will be declared the winner. Introducing first, from Howard Beach, New York... MISTER SADISTIC!


The lights in the arena go out as Confined by as i lay dying blast over the pa system. A huge pyro erupts on the stage as mr sadistic makes his way down to the ring wearing long black pants and a red shirt with white lettering that reads " Here to show the world" He slides into the ring and slides his hand across his throat as pyros erupt from all four ring post as he waits for the bell.

Santa
Since Apollo didn’t show Mr. Sadistic will step up to take on Matt Slater.

Mac
He deserves this shot.


The crowd cheer loudly as blue and white strobe lights flash around the Arena, "Can You Hear Me Now?" by Chemical Zoo playing as Matt Slater walks out from behind the curtain, wearing his customary wrestling gear and a long white coat. Slater exhales slowly before smiling, embarking on a brisk walk to the ring as he acknowledges the fans in attendance.

Penny Lane
And his opponent, from Manchester, England, he is the No Limit Champion... MATT SLATER!


Slater reaches the ringside area and uses the stairs to ascend onto the apron. Looking around momentarily, Slater steps through the ropes and walks across the ring, reaching the far turnbuckle and mounting it. Slater glances out at the crowd before raising his arms out at his sides, letting them linger there before dropping them back down slowly. Slater then climbs down and walks back to the center of the ring, taking off his white coat as he mentally readies himself for his opponent.

Mac
I hope Slater is ready to thrown down because Mr. Sadistic is going to bring it.

Sam
This is the first ever Windshield match in NEWera history.

Santa
You’re right about that Sam, very good.


Matt Slater and Mr. Sadistic take a look around the arena and see that everyone is on their feet. Sadistic and Slater begin to exchange words then get right in each other’s face. They separate then lock up. Slater quickly gets behind Sadistic. Sadistic reverses and gets behind Matt Slater. Matt Slater drops down to the mat and trips up Mr. Sadistic. Slater gets up and quickly drops a leg across the back of Sadistic’s neck.

Sam
These two are both very quick in that ring Mac.

Mac
I can’t wait until Slater goes through one of these windshields around the ring here.

Santa
What makes you so sure it will be Matt Slater that goes through the windshield?

Mac
I got a good feeling.


When Sadistic gets back up to his feet Slater lunges at him and gets taken down with a headlock takedown. Sadistic still has the headlock on Slater and cranks down on his neck. Matt Slater uses his legs and puts them around Sadistic’s head to break out. Sadistic shoves Slater’s legs off of him and they get back up to the their feet and Slater goes for a spin kick but Sadistic ducks under it then lunges at Slater with clothesline. Slater ducks under that and the two standoff in the middle of the ring.

Sam
We got a stalemate on that exchange.

Mac
Mr. Sadistic is looking great so far.

Santa
I agree with you on that so far.


They lock up again. Slater quickly gets Mr. Sadistic in a side headlock. Sadistic shoves Slater into the ropes. Slater leap frogs a back body drop attempt. Matt Slater boots Sadistic in the gut when he turns around, but Sadistic grabs his foot. Slater goes for an enziguri, but Sadistic ducks it. Slater stays on his feet and comes back the other way and hits Sadistic with an enziguri.

Sam
It seems like they know each other really well.

Mac
I will admit that so far this is a pretty decent match but I wanna see the windshield!

Santa
Patience Mac.


They get up at the same time and run at each other. Sadistic hits a tilt-o-whirl slam on Matt Slater onto his knee then quickly applies a dragon sleeper on Slater. Matt Slater quickly wiggles himself to the ropes and grabs hold on them. Sadistic keeps the submission on a little longer before releasing Slater.

Santa
Mr. Sadistic knows that he cannot win the No Limit Champion by a tap out tonight.

Mac
But he did weaken the Champion a little bit.

Santa
Good point Mac.


They lock up again. Sadistic overpowers Matt Slater into the corner. He hits a haymaker in the corner then begins putting the boots to Slater. Sadistic lifts his leg in the air and digs his boot into Matt Slater’s throat. Mr. Sadistic then whips Slater to the opposite corner then runs at him. Slater jumps up on the second turnbuckle then jumps over Sadistic and Sadistic hits the turnbuckles and fall down to the mat. Now Slater is putting the boots to Sadistic in the corner.

Mac
Neither man has been able to get the clear advantage yet.

Sam
This is a huge match for both men, but Matt Slater is the one with everything to lose.


Slater goes to Irish whip Sadistic into the opposite corner, but Sadistic reserves the momentum and shoots Slater in the corner. Sadistic runs in at him, but Slater lifts his feet in the air and catches Mr. Sadistic in the face. Slater goes at Sadistic and hits him with a few punches. Sadistic knees Matt Slater in the chest then forces Slater back into the corner. Sadistic Irish whips Slater to the opposite corner and runs in at him. Slater hops up to the second turnbuckle then sunset flips over Sadistic holding onto him and slamming the back of his head hard onto the mat.

Sam
They keep on one-upping each other.

Mac
There’s that upping word again.


Matt Slater gets Sadistic back up to his feet and him in the gut. Sadistic fires back with a right hand. Slater answers with a right hand of his own. The two begin to exchange punches. Slater boots Sadistic in the gut then whips him into the ropes. Sadistic grabs the ropes to stop his momentum. Matt Slater charges in at Sadistic, but he ducks and launches Matt Slater over the top to the outside. Matt Slater lands hard on the outside near a windshield.

Sam
OUCH!

Mac
Slater was just catapulted.

Santa
And very close to one of the windshields too.


Sadistic exits the ring and makes his way over to Matt Slater. The referee follows the action to the outside. Mr. Sadistic gets Slater up and bear hugs him. He drives Slater into the guardrail. He then takes Slater and whips him into the guardrail and Slater goes down.

Mac
Now we are talking.

Sam
This match is starting to get vicious.


Sadistic gets Slater up and begins laying into him with punches in the corner of the guardrail. He grabs Slater by the head and slams it onto the guardrail. Sadistic goes to smash Slater’s head again, but Matt Slater blocks it and sends Sadistic into the guardrail. Matt Slater picks Sadistic up for an atomic drop and drops him crotch first onto the guardrail.

Mac
OUCH! I feel his pain.

Santa
Me too.


Mr. Sadistic is on the fans side of the guardrail hunch over. Matt Slater runs towards him, hops up on the guardrail and flies through the air at Sadistic with a leg lariat. Both men fall into a sea of fans. Like dominos many fan fall over. Security backs the fans up.

Sam
Sometimes it is dangerous to be spectator.

Mac
I don’t care as long as they stay away from our table.

Santa
I second that.


Slater is up and climbs back over the guardrail. Sadistic is up and is right behind Slater. Slater slides into the ring and Sadistic is right behind him. Slater turns around and is surprised by a right hand. Mr. Sadistic backs Slater into the corner when whips him into the opposite corner. Sadistic runs in at Slater and this time is ready as Slater tries to slingshot over him Sadistic grabs hold of his legs and takes Matt Slater down with an Alabama slam.

Mac
Matt Slater tried it a third time and got caught.

Sam
Mr. Sadistic is really giving Matt Slater a run here.


Sadistic grabs Slater’s hair and begins whaling into him with vicious cross face punches. Sadistic hits Matt Slater four times then lets him fall to the mat. Sadistic gets Slater back up to his feet and whips him into the ropes. When Slater comes back at him he plants Matt Slater with a northern lights release suplex then Mr. Sadistic rolls to the outside of the ring and picks up a windshield.

Mac
FINALLY!

Sam
I told you to be patient Mac.


Sadistic slides the windshield into the ring then goes to get a second windshield. Matt Slater gets back up to his feet and runs off the ropes. Sadistic has the windshield in his hands and turns around just as Slater dives over the top ropes with a twisting plancha. Sadistic uses the windshield as cover as Matt Slater lands on the windshield taking himself and Mr. Sadistic down to the ground and through the windshield!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Sam
Is the match over?

Mac
Yes and Sadistic is the winner!

Santa
How is he the winner? If anything Slater won.

Mac
No… The windshield broke when Sadistic tosses it at him.

Sam
He used it as a shield.


The referee calls Penny Lane over to him and whispers something into her ear.

Penny Lane
Since neither superstar forcibly put his opponent through the windshield this match will continue!

Mac
BS! Sadistic won fair and square.

Santa
I agree with the decision.


Slater is first back up to his feet. Slater’s top has some rips in to from the windshield. He gets Sadistic back up and rolls Sadistic back into the ring. Matt Slater re-enters the ring himself and gets Mr. Sadistic back up to his feet. He places Sadistic over the windshield in dragon sleeper position for reverse DDT. Sadistic flips himself over Slater, grabs him from behind and hits a german suplex on Matt Slater.

Mac
What a reversal!

Santa
That would have been it for Mr. Sadistic.


Sadistic gets back up to his feet and rolls Matt Slater on the windshield. Sadistic ascends to the top turnbuckle and lines Matt Slater up. Mr. Sadistic dives off the top with a flying elbow drop, but Matt Slater rolls out of the ring and Sadistic crashes through the windshield!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Sam
OH MY GOD!

Santa
Imagine what that would have done to Matt Slater.


Matt Slater picks up a windshield and slides it into the ring. Sadistic rolls out of the windshield debris then uses the ropes to get back to his feet. Slater lifts him into a fireman’s carry and nails a Shockwave (fireman’s carry into a cutter) through a windshield!

Sam
IT’S OVER!

Santa
Mr. Sadistic is cut up bad!

Penny Lane
Here is your winner and STILL NO LIMIT CHAMPION... MATT SLATER!

Sam
For someone that doesn’t like to get hardcore, Matt Slater has been a great No Limit Champion.

Santa
You can’t be the Champion without having to get dirty.

Mac
You’re right about that Santa.
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“Diamonds are forever” hits on the P.A system, and a depressed feeling overtakes the arena. Erickson strolls out from behind the curtain and stands on top of the ramp, surveying the crowd, which is now dead silent. A slow clap is started, and not only Erickson’s fans, but the whole arena comes to a standing ovation due to the outmost respect for him as a wrestler. Erickson takes a deep breath and raises his hand, acknowledging his fans. Erickson heads down the steel ramping, slapping the hands of the lucky fans. Erickson heads up the steps and slowly enters the ring, and is handed a microphone as the standing ovation is ceased.

Erickson
Well, that was not the response that I thought I was going to get, thank you for that. Most of you already know why I am here tonight. Normally I would be backstage putting on my tights, lacing my boots, fucking around with my bros, but not tonight, not next week, not next year, never again. I am officially hanging up those said boots.


A confused boo takes over and echoes throughout the arena. Erickson shrugs, unsure what to do or say.

Erickson
I know, I know, you are all probably confused why I am hanging up the tights and ending my career early. The answer is quite simple. I’m just done with it. I entered this career to change my life. When I first came into NEW, I was an addicted gambler, about to lose everything I had, and didn’t give two shits. Over the past few months, I was on a downward spiral, losing matches left and right, and losing the opportunity to become a champion. I started to enter a phase of depression, so I had to take a step back and evaluate myself and my career. I was over my addiction, I was more financially stable, my life is where I wanted it, so why am I still here, putting myself through depression? I came to the conclusion that I no longer needed wrestling, and that it has served its purpose.


The camera pans the first few rows of the crowd, some shaking their head in agreement, and some still with a confused or upset look on their face.

Erickson
But before I go, I would like to say some things to a few certain people. I’m going to start with the man who brought me into NEW, Travis Blaine. I would like to thank you for everything you have done for me. Thank you for giving me a chance in the industry, for giving me championship opportunities, and thank you for giving me a way to get over my addiction, and a way out of a downward spiral of depression which was my life. It was a sad day when the loss of Outkast made you lose the passion to run NEW, you were a great boss, and a great owner. Rest In Peace Outkast, and thank you again Mr. Blaine.


The entire arena is filled with applause for Travis Blaine and in remembrance of Outkast.

Erickson
Next, my first tag-team partner, Reno Taylor. Some of you all do not know, but Reno and I were forced to team together by Mr. Blaine, it was not our choice. He thought we would work well together based on our backgrounds, but it was quite the opposite. We were at each other’s throats, blaming each other for every loss we obtained, and pointing fingers every time we lost the tag-team championships. It finally came out into public and we had reached our breaking point. I showed him that I was the better man, beating him numerous times, causing him to entire retirement shortly thereafter. Even though I still blame you for all of our losses and mishaps, thank you for forming me into who I am today…asshole.


A few chuckles are heard and a soft chant of “Ace High” is heard, bringing a smile to Erickson’s face.

Erickson
So my first team didn’t turn out so well, so what do I do? My dumbass joins forces with a few other superstars and we form Diamonds in the Club. I still had my eye on the tag-titles, so I decided to bring Raymond Hughes along on the ride, hoping he was a better teammate than Reno Taylor. Everything started off great, we won matches, we hung out, we picked up chicks, DiTC was not only a stable, but a set of best friends. We quickly became the tag champions, and then Raymond went to shit. Personal problems got the best of him, causing us to lose the titles, and send him into an early retirement. Raymond, thank you for helping me in my journey in becoming the best tag-team wrestler to ever step foot into NEW.


Erickson turns his head away from the microphone and clears his throat before continuing.

Erickson
Later on, DiTC wanted to expand in numbers to become more powerful, and the major stable in the industry, so we picked up Romeo Stylez. I swear this man is straight from Jersey Shore. You can wipe the spray tan right off of him, it’s disgusting. Gym, tan, laundry, razzle dazzle! When Romeo first joined DiTC, I didn’t care for him, I didn’t think we needed to expand, and I didn’t think he could be trusted. Hell, I wasn’t even asked about it. But as time went on, I realized that Romeo was a huge asset to the team, and one hell of a brother. He could always get the hottest babes at the club, even though he looked like a fucking tool. Thank you Romeo, I’m sorry I didn’t trust you at the beginning. Razzle Dazzle!


Erickson asks for a cup of water, and the ring announcer hands him one. Erickson takes a few sips before handing it back to the announcer.

Erickson
One of the last people I need to address is Raw, my best friend as long as I have been in NEWera. This man has had my back throughout DiTC’s reign, and I knew with him leading us, that we would be unstoppable, and we were. Not only did he have my back inside of the ring, but outside as well. We partied together, we drank together, and I won’t mention a few of the girls that we’ve been with. Best friends share everything right? Choo! Choo! Raw is a hell of a guy, and a hell of a wrestler, he deserves a shot at James Stall for the World Heavyweight Champion. He is overlooked and underrated. I credit him with all of my success in this industry. I couldn’t have done it without you Cam. Thank you.


A loud DiTC chant echoes throughout the crowd, and the fans start to go nuts.

Erickson
Wait, wait. I need to address one more person before I leave the ring for good.


The crowd quiets down to silence.

Erickson
I just wanted everyone to hear this. James Stall… you’re still a Cam.


Erickson goes to leave, but he's stopped by a familiar laugh.

Santa
Ho, ho hold on there! Erickson, I've brought you a very special gift.


Santa throws his sack over his shoulder and climbs into the ring.

Santa
Erickson, you've been a good boy this year, and, sure, you can be a little disrespectful sometimes, but the tag division owes you a debt, and I've used a little Christmas magic to bring you this gift.


Santa reaches into his sack and pulls out a steel chair.

Mac
It's Betsy! Santa brought Betsy! It's a Christmas miracle.


Erickson grabs Betsy in an embrace as tears well up in his eyes. Santa puts his hand on Erickson's shoulder.

Santa
Thank you, Erickson.

Crowd
Thank you Erickson. Thank you Erickson.


The entire tag team roster comes out and lines the entrance ramp, heels and faces alike, BrAndy, the Wrecking Crew, Dice and Misty, the Untouchables, even Sin Inc, and Project Revolution. Even though many of them hate each other, it's the holiday season and they've come out here to show their respect to Erickson.

"Diamonds are Forever" plays and Erickson walks out and past the tag team wrestlers as he clasps Betsy to his chest. Santa returns to his seat.

Mac
That was really nice of you, Santa.

Sam
Was that really Betsy?

Santa
It was just a steel chair, but he doesn't need to know that.



********


Christmas Boogaloo cuts backstage to Isabel Marie standing by with Bombtrack.

Isabel Marie
Bombtrack you are moments away from stepping into the ring with James Stall inside a Hell in a Cell. How are you feeling?

Bombtrack
I’m feeling great Isabel. James Stall is a remarkable athlete and I look forward to answering his challenge tonight. I don’t want to talk about James Stall right now Isabel.

Isabel
Then what do you want to talk about?

Bombtrack
About you?

Isabel
Me?

Bombtrack
Yes you and the company you keep.

Isabel
Spare me.

Bombtrack
He’s a terrible person Isabel and you can do so, so much better. Don’t you remember everything he’s done to you in your life?

Isabel
What do you care?

Bombtrack
You’re a smart woman right?

Isabel
Damn straight.

Bombtrack
Then you should know better.

Isabel
Well thanks for nothing Bombtrack.

Bombtrack
You’re better than this Isabel.


Isabel walks away from Bombtrack

Mac
What’s it his business?

Santa
Yeah no kidding Mac. He better lay off of her.


BOOM!

Isabel comes flying in from behind BT and nails him with a low blow. She swings her arm back and nails another low blow on Bombtrack.

Sam
COME ON!

Santa
He deserved that!

Sam
He did?!

Isabel
Good luck tonight.



********


WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP NUMBER ONE CONTENDERSHIP TOURNAMENT
TOMBSTONE VS. ERIC DONAVAN



The low, foreboding guitars of "Dragonfly" by Shaman's Harvest start to rumble through the speakers as the lights go up in green, white and gold. As the theme picks up strength, Eric walks out onto the stage from behind the curtain, the hood of his sleeveless trench over his head as Aurelei comes out alongside him, the pair pausing at the top of the ramp.

Penny Lane
The following match is the finals of the World Championship number one contendership tournament. Introducing first, from Asheville, North Carolina by way of Dublin, Ireland... accompanied to the ring by Aurelei and weighing in at 241 pounds...the Irish Dragon...ERIC DONAVAN!


Once the chorus hits, Eric throws the hood back and takes a single look at the mass of humanity in front of him before making his way down the ramp and to the ring. Climbing onto the apron via the middle rope, he holds the ropes for Aurelei before entering the ring himself, stepping up onto the turnbuckles and spreading his arms wide to a nice reaction. Dropping back down, he sheds the trench and briefly converses with Aurelei before holding the ropes so she can exit the ring and putting his focus on the match at hand.

Mac
Eric should’ve left the woman backstage tonight.

Sam
Why should he Mac? She’s here for moral support. Leave it alone.

Penny Lane
And his opponent, from Berlin, Germany, he is the NEWera Television Champion… TOMBSTONE!


The lights darken down to a deep red as 'Bückstabü' by Rammstein begins to play. A ring of fire forms in the center of the stage, a platform raising inside it. On the platform is Tombstone, wearing a leather trench coat and a top hat, the Television Championship slung over his shoulder. The red lights cast an eerie shadow across his tattooed face as he stares straight down the ramp to the ring. Fire leaps from the side of the stage at the :19 second part of the song, Tombstone looking down to the ring. He stands there for a moment before stepping through the ring of fire. He slowly makes his way down the ramp, the fans on their feet and cheering as loud as they can. He stops next to the ring, reaching up to the ropes and pulling himself up on the ring apron. He steps over the top rope, slowly walking into the center of the ring. He reaches up, slowly removing the top hat and looking out over the crowd, giving them a good glimpse of the tattoos that cover his head and neck. He looks all around before removing the championship from his shoulder and taking off his trench coat, revealing even more tattoos, handing everything to the nervous referee. The house lights come back up, the music fading out as Tombstone walks calmly to his corner

Sam
Can Tombstone beat Eric for a fourth time here tonight?

Santa
The odds are in Tombstone’s favor that’s for sure.

Mac
I agree with you there Santa.


Tombstone and Eric Donavan stand face to face in the middle of the ring as the crowd goes wild for this third confrontation between them.

Mac
I’ve got goose bumps.

Santa
I’ve interested in the outcome of this match.


The referee separates them to their corners then calls for the bell. Eric and Stone charge out of their corners and meet in the middle of the ring with punches. Eric wins the draw and begins to batter Tombstone into a corner. Eric is relentless hammering Stone with stiff right hands. Stone throws a punch, Eric ducks and continues to beat him. Eric ducks another punch and continues throwing punches into Stone’s mid-section and face.

Sam
Eric Donavan is on fire!

Santa
He’s sick and tired of losing to Tombstone.


Stone is finally able to shove Eric off of him. Eric lunges at Stone for a tie-up, but Stone grabs Eric and heaves him over the top ropes to the outside. Tombstone exits the ring and goes over to Eric who is already on his feet and greet Tombstone with a knife edge chop. They exchange punches, until Stone gains the upper hand and then tosses Eric into the steps. Tombstone begins to clear the monitors off the announce table.

Mac
Already!


Eric is back up and when Tombstone turns around he dives at him and they go over the announce table and fall onto Mac and Santa Clause. Sam is the only one left standing.

Sam
Thank goodness I avoided that.


Donavan is back up and rolls back into the ring. Stone gets back up to his feet and Eric motions for him to get back into the ring. Stone gets into the ring and they each greet each other with punches. Stone gains the upper hand, whips Eric into the ropes and blasts him with a big boot. Stone pulls Eric back up by his arm, pulls him into him and nails Eric with a stiff shoulder block. He pulls Eric back up by his arm again and goes for another shoulder block, but Eric blocks it and counter with a Black Dragon Suplex (gargoyle suplex) and makes the cover.

1...

2...

Sam
Tombstone kicks out!

Santa
Eric is a lot stronger than people give him credit for.


They get up to their feet and Eric runs off the ropes and nails Stone with an Irish Uppercut (running European uppercut) knocking him out of the ring. Eric gets out of the ring, gets Stone up and slams his face onto the guardrail. Eric grabs Stone by his arm and uses all his strength and whip Stone hard into the guardrail! Eric gets Stone up brings him over to the announce table and slams his head onto it. He rolls Stone onto the table then gets up on the table with him. Eric sets Stone up for a piledriver, but Stone launches Eric over his back all the way down to the hard floor!

Santa
I think I heard Eric’s back crack on that one!

Sam
Me too!

Mac
I’m just happy our table is still ok.


Eric is in pain as Tombstone rolls back into the ring and gets back up to his feet. Eric gets back up to his feet and Stone runs of the ropes. He runs with a full head of steam and dives over the top ropes with a suicide dive onto Eric Donavan and both men are down!

Sam
HOLY CRAP!

Santa
That was pretty awesome!


Tombstone is back up and grabs a section of the steel steps. Stone drags Eric over to the stairs and slams his face on them over and over and over and over again. He pulls Eric over and places his head between his legs. He lifts Eric up for Eulogy (last ride powerbomb), but Eric slips out the back. When Stone turns around Eric strikes him with nearly a dozen knife edge chops then knees him the gut. He stands on top of the steps and pulls Stone up with him. Eric scoops Stone up AND SPIKES HIM ON THE STEEL STEPS WITH A BELLY TO BELLY PILEDRIVER!

NE DUB! NE DUB! NE DUB!

Sam
HE BROKE TOMBSTONE’S NECK!

Santa
That was insane!

Mac
WOW!


Eric rolls Tombstone into the ring and makes the cover.

1...

2...

Sam
Tombstone kicks out!


Eric waits for Stone to get up and when he does Eric charges at lift and gets caught with a lifting spinebuster! Stone makes the cover.

1...

2..

Santa
Eric Donavan kicks out!


Stone gets Eric up hammers him with a few headbutts then sets him up for the Eulogy. Eric quickly slides his head out and runs with Stone in the turnbuckles. Eric drives his shoulder into Stone’s mid-section and few times. Eric climbs up to the second turnbuckles and begins filling Tombstone’s face in with solid right hands. Stone shoots his arms up, grabs Donavan and walks out of the corner with him set up for the Eulogy. Stone lifts Eric up for the move, but Donavan slips out. He goes for the Dragon Fang (superkick), when Tombstone turns around, but he ducks it. Stone lifts Eric up, drops him onto the turnbuckles for snake eyes then runs off the ropes. Eric ducks a power clothlesline. He grabs Stone from behind and nails a bridging dragon suplex!

1...

2...

Sam
Tombstone kicks out!

Santa
He dropped Tombstone hard on the back of his head

Mac
Santa is really getting into this match.

Santa
Like I said at the beginning, I’m really interesting in the outcome of this match.


Eric Donavan rolls to the outside and grabs a steel chair.

Mac
Eric is going to take this up a notch.

Sam
Is this legal?

Mac
I’ll allow it Sam. It’s for a title shot.

Santa
I like that call Mac.


Eric gets into the ring with chair and goes to blast Stone with it, but he big boots the chair into Donavan’s face! Tombstone picks up the steel chair and cracks it over Eric’s back hard denting the chair. He waits for Eric to get back to his feet and goes to blast him with the chair, but Eric boots him in gut and spikes him onto the chair with a DDT and makes the cover.

1...

2...

Mac
Tombstone kicks out!

Sam
So close!


Donavan gets Tombstone up and lifts him up onto the top turnbuckles. Eric climbs up on the turnbuckles as Stone is sitting on them. Stone slips down, grabs Eric and has him set up for Eulogy. He slams Eric down for the move and makes the cover.

1...

2...










...










Sam
ERIC KICKS OUT!

Mac
HOW?

Santa
Both of these men rise to a new level when they square off.


Tombstone gets back up to his feet and stares down at Eric Donavan who is laid out on the mat. He gets Eric up and drops him on his head with Graveyard Shift and makes the cover.

1...

2...










...










Mac
FOOT ON THE ROPES!

Sam
UNBELIEVABLE!

Santa
No way!


Tombstone is in absolute shock! Stone gets Eric up and brings him over to the steel chair. He lifts Eric up into a military press. As he drops Eric, he’s able to wrap his legs around Stone’s head and takes him down with a head scissors and both men are down. Both men crawl towards opposite ropes and use them to get back to their feet. The two warriors meet in the middle of the ring and begin to trade blows. Eric, Stone, Eric, Stone, Eric, Stone, Eric, Stone, Eric, Stone, Eric, Stone, Eric, Stone, Eric, Stone, Eric, Stone, Eric, Stone, Stone, Eric, Eric, Stone, Eric, Stone, Stone, Stone, Eric, Eric, Eric, Eric, Stone, Eric, Eric, Stone.

Mac
This is crazy!

Santa
I’m loving this!


Eric ducks a haymaker and clips Stone with a Dragon Fang! Eric makes the cover.

1...

2...










...










Sam
TOMBSTONE KICKS OUT!

Mac
Back and forth we go.


Both men are down. Suddenly Eric rolls over and traps Tombstone in Dracophobia (Anaconda Choke)! Tombstone tries to fight out of it, but Eric Donavan has it locked in good.

Santa
Donavan has him trapped!


Stone drags himself and Eric towards the ropes, but his energy is draining quickly. He reaches out for the ropes, but his arm drops just short of them. Stones arm remains on the mat and he’s no longer struggling to free himself. The referee lifts Stones arm up in the air and allows it to drop to the mat.

1!

He lifts his arm up for a second time and again Tombstone’s arm falls to the mat

2!

Mac
Tombstone is out of it!

Sam
Eric has cut off the circulation.


The referee lifts Stone’s arm up for a third and final time and lets go.










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Tombstone lunges towards the ropes with all he’s got and grabs hold of them. The referee has to pull Eric off of Stone to break the submission.

Santa
Just when you think Tombstone is gone, he comes back to life.

Mac
He’s a monster!


Stone rolls to the outside and Eric follows him. He runs at Stone and gets caught with a sidewalk slam on the hard floor on the outside! Stone gets Eric up and brings him over to the announce table and rolls him onto it. Tombstone climbs up onto the apron then climbs up to the top turnbuckles.

Santa
We better get out of there.

Mac
On it!


When the announce team moves out of the way TOMBSTONE DIVES OFF THE TOP ROPES WITH A LEG DROP ONTO ERIC DONAVAN AND THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!

NE DUB! NE DUB! NE DUB!

After a several moments pass Tombstone stands up and finds Eric Donavan in the rubble. He rolls him back into the ring, gets back into the ring himself and makes the cover.

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Sam
Eric Donavan kicks out!

Mac
Now we don’t have a table for the rest of the night!

Santa
Yeah that does kind of suck


While still down on the mat, Eric grabs the steel chair then uses the ropes to pull himself back to his feet. He raises the chair high above his head and cracks it over Tombstones back over and over and over and over and over and over and over again.

Santa
Tombstone received a beating similar to this from James Stall. I guess Eric saw the video.

Sam
STOP IT ERIC! You’re better than this!

Mac
Destroy him!


Eric falls down to the mat with exhaustion from battering Stone with the chair with such ferocity. He gets back up to his feet clutching onto the chair leaning up against the turnbuckles. The look on his face his extremely intense as he watches Tombstone pull himself back up to his feet using the ropes. Stone gets up staggers towards Eric and gets absolutely annihilated with a chair shot!

Sam
That’s chair is imprinted with Tombstone’s face!

Santa
Eric Donavan is showing me a new side of him and I like it.

Mac
Me too Santa.


Eric tosses the steel chair out of the ring and looks down at Tombstone.

Mac
Pin him!


Eric watches as Stone slightly moves on the mat and it’s evident that he’s very dazed. He then looks at his wife who’s encouraging him to go for the pin.

Sam
Eric Donavan doesn’t want to win with a steel chair Mac. He wants to beat Tombstone by himself.

Santa
That’s not a wise decision.


Eric is yelling at Tombstone to get back to so he can beat him man to man. Eric is right in Tombstone’s face.

GET UP YOU SON OF A BITCH!

Tombstone fires his arm up and grabs a hold of Eric’s throat, but is on his knees and doesn’t have a very good grasp. Donavan shoves Stone off of him and he staggers towards the ropes. He uses them to pull himself back up and he and Donavan stare each other down. Stone goes for an all out haymaker, but Donavan ducks it. He boots Stone in the gut, double under hooks his arms and spikes him with Tombstone’s own Graveyard Shift! (kneeling double under hook piledriver) Eric makes the cover.

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3!

NO! TOMBSTONE KICKS OUT!

Mac
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

Santa
HOW DOES HE DO IT!


NE DUB! NE DUB! NE DUB!

Eric Donavan looks like he’s just seen a ghost! He pounds on the mat, gets back up to his feet and again yells for Stone to get back up,

GET THE FUCK BACK UP!

Stone pulls himself up using the turnbuckles and stumbles out of them. Donavan goes for a Dragon Fang, but Stone ducks! Eric fires back with a Dragon Fang with his other leg, but Stone ducks that too. He boots Donavan in the gut and spikes him with a jumping Graveyard shift!

Sam
Donavan is done!


Tombstone makes the cover.

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3!

NO! ERIC DONAVAN KICKS OUT!

Santa, Sam and Mac
HOLY SHIT!


THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!

Tombstone rolls over and wraps his legs around Eric’s throat with a grapevine sleeper. Eric rolls around the ring desperately trying to escape, but Tombstone’s legs are lock around his head. Eric is able to stand back up on his feet, but Stone still has a firm grasp around his head. Eric’s struggles begin to weaken and he drops down to one knee, then down to both knees.

Santa
Eric is out!


The referee lifts his arm up and it drops to the mat.

1!

He lifts Eric’s arm up and again it falls to the mat.

2!

The referee lifts arm up for a third time.










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Eric Donavan comes to life and shoots back up to his feet. He uses all the strength he has left to pry Tombstone’s legs off of him. Tombstone gets back to his feet and gets popped with a Dragon Fang and both men are down!

Sam
What is it going to take!


Eric Donavan elects to not go for the cover and instead pulls Tombstone back up to his feet and steps back. Tombstone is wobbling on spaghetti legs and Donavan blasts him with another high impact Dragon Fang.

Santa
HE GOT HIM!


Eric Donavan makes the cover.

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3!

Sam
ERIC DONAVAN DID IT! HE FINALLY DID IT!

Mac
ERIC DONAVAN DEFEATS TOMBSTONE!

Santa
I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!

Penny Lane
HERE IS YOUR WIINER AND THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP... ERIC DONAVAN!


Aurieli gets into the ring and helps Eric back up to his feet. They’ve had a rough to week together, but at this moment she raises Eric’s arm high in the air and is shedding a tear of joy.

Santa
I wish Eric the best of luck because he has a tall mountain to climb against James Stall.

Mac
You’re right about that Santa and what a match!

Sam
Eric Donavan verses Tombstone III lived up to his feud!


Eric helps Tombstone back up to his feet and they hug in a sign of respect.

Sam
This is nice to see.

Santa
Tombstone has a new streak now. Three losses in a row.

Sam
He’ll bounce back Santa.

Santa
We’ll see about that.


Secret Santa fades to a commercial break with Tombstone raising Eric Donavan’s arm in the air.
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“I’m Awesome” by Spose plays, and RAW Randy Altzer comes out to the top of the entrance ramp.

Raw
Sup, Cames! You all thought you could forget about me? How come I didn’t get a tearful goodbye like Erickson? Where was my ho-train to applaud for me? Lana Wu, Isabel Marie, Alexi Priest, they all should have been out here on their knees where they belong clapping for me, thanking me for rocking their worlds. Well you wouldn’t give me what I wanted, so I’m taking what you’ve gotten. J-Wow! Get your Cam ass out here!


J-Wow comes out from behind the curtain. She is sweating, and the reindeer antler is hanging lopsided on her head. She is clearly trying to pull something.

Raw
J-Wow! I said get your Cam ass out here.


J-Wow struggles but finally manages to pull out Santa’s sleigh all by herself. The sleigh is filled with huge garbage bags full of stuff. Raw grabs a can of lighter fluid and starts spraying it on the bags.

Raw
I’ve gone and stolen your precious possessions, and now I’m going to burn them all. Maybe then you’ll remember to show me the respect. Who else is a New Era original and a two time New Era World Heavyweight Champion? No one! No one! No one!


“Tear Away” by Drowning Pool plays and Jimmy Helmsley comes walking out.

Jimmy
Randy, Randy, what are you doing?

Sam
Alright! Jimmy Helmsley is back!

Raw
Fuuuuuuck, what are you doing here?

Jimmy
I’ve come to stop you. Do you really think this is going to change things? Change how people think about you? It won’t Randy. Hurting people won’t help you. Besides, these people don’t care about this stuff.

Raw
Oh what? You think you can take a little journey of self-discovery and come back and lecture me?

Jimmy
No. I don’t need to tell you these things. I’ll show you.


The tron shows Tombstone backstage. Despite not becoming the number one contender to the World Heavyweight Championship, Stone is happy. Why? He’s got his good friends Robbie Priest and Wildebeest with him tonight to share in a holiday toast. Plus, he’s dating a hot piece of ass.

The camera cuts to a broken table. Previously this table had served as the Craft Services table, but Raw has stolen all the food, even the roast beef. Members of the production crew surround the table, and they are joined by the littlest Who from Whoville, Brandi Storm. Together they join hands and Brandi leads them in song.

Brandi and Crew
Da hoo dorais fa hoo dores
Welcome Christmas Christmas day
da hoo dorai fa hoo dores
Welcome Christmas, Christmas day
Welcome, welcome fahoo ramus
Welcome, welcome dahoo damus
Christmas day is in our grasp
So long as we have hands to clasp
Fahoo fores dahoo dores
Welcome Christmas bring your cheer
Fahoo fores dahoo dores
Welcome Christmas time. It’s here.


Jimmy
See, Raw? It’s not about the presents. It’s about the people.


Raw grabs at his chest.

Raw
Oh, what’s happening?

Jimmy
That’s the feeling of your heart growing three sizes my friend.

Raw
No. I think I’m going to be sick cause that was fucking disgusting.


Raw shoves Jimmy away.

Raw
You think you can come here and deliver some heavy handed moral and I’ll change? I’m Raw, Cam, not Bombtrack. Fuck you.


He bites his lower lip.

Raw
But you know what? It’s obvious I have some unfinished business here. You want to spoil my going away? Fine. You. Me. First NewTV of the new year. I’ll kick your whiny emo Cam ass.

Jimmy
If that’s really what you want, Randy.

Raw
Yeah. That’s what I want. And I also want this.


Raw kicks Jimmy in the balls, and Jimmy falls to his knees and then drops to the ground.

Raw
Bah-humbug!


Raw pulls a box of matches out of his back pocket and strikes one on his shoe because he’s that kind of badass. He throws the match on the sleigh and watches as the presents and stuff go up in flames.

Raw
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night, B-ITCHES!


Raw walks off cackling quickly followed by J-Wow while crew members rush to extinguish the flames. Jimmy slowly limps backstage.

Mac
Well that happened.

Sam
Shame on Raw. What lousy Christmas Spirit.

Santa
He owes me the deposit on that sleigh.

Mac
We’ve got one last match to go, Bombtrack versus the World Heavyweight Champion, James Stall inside Hell in a Cell.


“Like a Prayer” by Madonna plays and Bombtrack comes walking out. He is dressed in the same natty Santa outfit that he wore in his Christmas letter promo complete with shopping bag beard.

Sam
And here comes Bombtrack now.

Mac
What a predictably ridiculous outfit.


Bombtrack climbs into the ring.

Bombtrack
Ho. Ho. Ho. Everyone. I just thought, before I darkened the evening by taking part in such a dangerous match, I’d take the opportunity to spread a little more Christmas cheer. Santa, before I face James Stall in Hell in a Cell I challenge you to a match, a good old fashioned, North Pole Dance Off!

Santa
Ho! I accept!

Mac
Alright. Santa Pants Off Dance Off.

Sam
No one said anything about taking pants off.

Mac
Right.


Santa slides into the ring, and “Snow Miser/Heat Miser” begins to play. Santa and Bombtrack begin dancing in perfect jazz squares. They do a synchronized turn with jazz hands before joining together in a conga line around the ring, jazz hands still going. When the line breaks up the dance off begins in earnest. Santa struts around like a flamenco dancer while Bombtrack does the Battusi.

Sam
Go Santa!


Santa breaks into an impressively complicated soft shoe routine. Meanwhile Bombtrack has switched to the robot. As Santa picks up the pace with his tapping, Bombtrack drops down into the worm.

Mac
Clearly a clash of styles here as Santa has chosen a more classic approach while Bombtrack is more contemporary.


Bombtrack gets to his feet and begins the running man. Santa begins to do pirouettes with perfect point. In boots this is very impressive. Bombtrack knows he has to pull the big guns out to win. He goes for the moonwalk into a Michael Jackson spin into a split while holding his crotch.

Sam
WHOO!


Santa claps his hands and laughs. He grabs the microphone.

Santa
Well done, Bombtrack. Well done. I think we’ll call this one a draw. But you’ve been such a good boy this year, I’ve brought you a very special gift.


Santa calls for his bag and motions for Bombtrack to come close. He then tells Bombtrack to close his eyes, which he does. Santa reaches down into his bag and pulls out a sledgehammer! He jams the sledgehammer into Bombtrack’s stomach!

Sam
Ho! Ho! No!


Santa pulls off his hat an beard to reveal that he is none other than World Heavyweight Champion James Stall. Stall kicks the sack out of the ring and turns his attention back to Bombtrack who hits him with a hard right hand which causes James to drop the hammer. James comes back with a heabutt that sends Bombtrack staggering. James rips out his fat pad and tosses it out fo the ring. He then hits BT with a kick to the stomach before lifting him into a Sergeant Spinebuster. Stall takes off his coat and tosses it out of the ring before picking up his sledgehammer again.

Mac
Looks like this main event is underway.



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MAIN EVENT
HELL IN A CELL
JAMES STALL VS. BOMBTRACK



The cell lowers as James Stall is stomping away at Bombtrack. He lifts sledgehammer high above his head and swings it at Bombtrack, but BT manages to roll of the way. The impact reverberates through James’ hands and he drops the hammer and staggers backward. Bombtrack runs at James for an early DBI, but James manages to grab Bombtrack’s head and brings him down to the ground like a matador bringing down a bull by its horns.

Mac
Bombtrack is furious.

Sam
Well he just got hit in the stomach with a sledgehammer. I’d be pretty angry too if that was me.

Mac
Would it be because you couldn’t have any babies?

Sam
No! Because my stomach would have exploded.


Stall leaps on top of Bombtrack and goes to put him in a camel clutch, but Bombtrack manages to get to his knees. He grabs James’ legs and stands up before dropping backward and landing so all of his weight crushes James underneath him. Bombtrack quickly turns over and begins pummeling Stall with shots to the head, but Stall grabs Bombtrack’s arms. He yanks Bombtrack down while using his own ab muscles to pull himself upward and connect with a headbutt to Bombtrack before tossing him aside.

Sam
I have to admit, that’s some impressive athleticism form James Stall.

Mac
He must have a really great ab workout. I should get some tips.


Bombtrack rolls to all fours, and James drives his knee into Bombtracks ribs. He lifts Bombtrack into a piledriver position, but Bombtrack manages to kick James away and into the ring ropes. Bombtrack runs at James with a clothesline, but James ducks it. James goes for a clothesline of his own, but Bombtrack ducks that one as well. He hooks James with a German suplex. Stall rolls to his feet, and Bombtrack finally manages to take him off of them with a clothesline.

Mac
Third time’s the charm.


James quickly gets to a seated position, and Bombtrack drills him with a knee. He begins to drop his knee into Stall’s injured ribs several times before picking Stall up and hitting him with a DDT. Bombtrack jumps onto Stall with a legdrop. He nails a second. Then a third. Finally, Bombtrack picks Stall up and into a Tiger Driver. He hooks Stall’s leg.

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Stall kicks out.

Mac
Can’t keep the World Champion down that easily.

Sam
But all those shots to Stall’s injured ribs have to be taking a toll, and if this match goes long these early shots could make all the difference.


Bombtrack gets up, and brings Stall up with him. He grabs Stall by the back of the head and goes to throw him through the ropes, but Stall elbows Bombtrack away. BT staggers backward, and Stall nails him with a mule kick to the gut. As BT bends forward, Stall catches him with a stunner. Stall picks Bombtrack up and puts him on his shoulder. He lifts Bombtrack up and into a Gorilla Press Gutbuster before putting him back on his shoulders and hitting a Samoan Drop.

Mac
Stall is going for the Play to Kill early.


James goes to power Bombtrack back up into the torture rack. But BT squirms and manages to keep himself grounded. In fact, He manages to sleep Stall into a body scissors. Stall struggles, but he manages to pry Bombtrack’s legs open and escape the hold. Stall goes to get up, but BT grabs him by the ankle. He goes to lock in the Cruel and Unusual Punishment, but Stall flips himself over and kicks Bombtrack away. Stall climbs to his feet, and both men grapple.

Sam
Both these men are so even.

Mac
Yeah, whatever. I just wanna see them use the goddamn steel.


Bombtrack and Stall struggle each struggle to gain an advantage over the other. Stall eventually forces Bombtrack to take a few feet back, but Bombtrack pushes right back and puts Stall in reverse. Stall manages to stop Bombtrack’s advance. The two break their hold, but they immediately come together again. This time they lock hands. Both raise their arms high above their heads and then engage in an old school chest clash. James begins to pus Bombtrack’s arms down. Bombtrack nearly falls to one knee, but he begins to fight his way back up to a neutral position. Both men slam chests together again.

Sam
They are so strong.

Mac
They are so gay.


Bombtrack begins to gain an advantage as Sharp stabbing pains shoot through Stall’s ribs, but he manages to dig deep and begins to push Bombtrack down. BT falls to one knee, then two. Stall stands over Bombtrack while painfully bending Bombtrack’s wrists backward. Finally, Stall drives his knee into Bombtrack’s chin and BT falls to the mat. Stall flexes both hands before hitting a fist drop right to Bombtrack’s skull. He lifts Bombtrack up and proceeds to knee him in the gut before lifting him into the Sergeant Spinebuster.

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Bombtrack kicks out.

Sam
Bombtrack kicks out.

Mac
But the World Champion has taken control of this match.


Stall goes to pick Bombtrack up, but Bombtrack shoves him away. He runs at Stall with a clothesline, but Stall ducks it. Bombtrack turns around and Stall’s boot flies at his face, but Bombtrack catches it. He flips Stall onto the mat and goes for the Cruel and Unusual Punishment, but once again Stall kicks Bombtrack away. Stall gets to his feet, and the two men lockup once again. Neither can gain an advantage, and they break the lockup to again clasp hands and slam their chest together. This time Stall hits Bombtrack with a headbutt that busts BT’s nose.

Sam
We’ve got our first bit of blood.

Mac
Not good enough. Slice him open James!


Stall hits Bombtrack with a T-Bone suplex. He keeps the hold and goes for a second one, but this time Bombtrack keeps himself grounded. He reverses the hold and lifts James into a powerslam, but James rolls Bombtrack through.


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Bombtrack kicks out.

Sam
A surprisingly technical move there by James Stall as this great back and forth continues.

Mac
Yeah. Yeah. Will you guys use the cell please!?


Stall picks Bombtrack up and throws him shoulder first into the nearest turnbuckle. As Bomtrack pulls himself away, Stall hits him with a running bulldog. Bombtrack hits the matt and flips over. Stall quickly hops onto the middle turnbuckle and jumps off, hitting Bombtrack with a legdrop from the second rope. He picks Bombtrack up and hits him with a knee to the stomach before hoisting BT high above his head and walking toward the edge of the ring.

Sam
I think you might be about to get your wish, Mac.

Mac
Finally!


Stall goes to throw Bombtrack over the ropes, but, at the last second, Bombtrack slips out of Stall’s grasp and lands on the ring apron. He quickly hits Stall with a hard right hand before lifting Stall up and into a brainbuster onto the arena floor. As Stall collapses, his legs bang against the steel cell.

Sam
There you go, Mac.

Mac
Not good enough. Not good enough!


Bombtrack picks Stall up and tosses him face first into the cell wall.

Mac
That’s more like it.

Sam
Aren’t you a Stall fan?

Mac
I just want to see some blood, some real blood.


Bombtrack begins to grate Stall’s head against the steel, but Stall manages to elbow him away. Stall turns around. Small cuts have opened on his forehead, but it’s nothing too serious… yet. He hits Bombtrack with a knee to the gut before throwing BT against the cell wall. Stall slams BT’s head against the cell twice before grabbing Bombtrack’s arm and whipping him into the steel ring steps. BT manages to crawl to his feet and turn around, but Stall quickly hits him with a spear into the cell wall. Stall turns BT around and begins slamming Bombtrack’s head against the steel mesh until a large cut opens up across Bombtrack’s forehead. Stall slam’s BT’s head against the steel again and then begins to use the mesh like a grater on Bombtrack’s open wound.

Mac
Yes. Gush. GUSH!

Sam
I think you might have a problem, Mac.

Mac
Oh, get in the holiday spirit.


James picks Bombtrack up and whips him against the apron, then right up against the cell wall. Bombtrack manages to turn around, but Stall nails him with a splash and the steel rattles. Bombtrack staggers forward, and Stall drills him right back against the steel. James slams his knee into Bombtrack’s stomach several times. James then hits Bombtrack with a T-Bone suplex. He picks Bombtrack up and nails a second. He brings Bombtrack back up and aims a third T-Bone suplex toward the cell wall. They connect, and the cell wall gives way cause both men to crash to the floor.

Sam
Shoot to Thrill through the cell wall!

Mac
This is more like it!

Sam
That cell wall just gave way.

Mac
See, this is why you have to buy American. Buy these cheap Chinese made cells and shit like this happens.

Sam
Didn’t you buy this one, Mac?

Mac
I also cut your paycheck.

Sam
Moving on.


Stall turns over and is on all fours on top of the steel cell wall. The bleeding Bombtrack is unresponsive as he lies atop the cold steel mesh. James grabs Bombtrack by the foot and begins to drag him to the ring. He picks Bombtrack up and rolls him into the ring before climbing in after him. He hooks Bombtrack’s legs.


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No! Bombtrack kicks out.

Sam
Bombtrack kicks out. The time it took James Stall to get him back into the ring gave the former World Champion just enough time to recover.

Mac
Lucky.


Stall slides out of the ring and looks underneath it. He pulls out a table and slides it into the ring. Before climbing back in though, James reaches back under the ring and pulls out a steel chair that he slides into the ring with. Stall swings the chair at BT, but Bombtrack rolls out of the way. Bombtrack climbs to his feet as Stall feels the sting of the steel in his hands. Stall looks up and Bombtrack nails him with a big boot. Bombtrack then grabs the steel chair and slams it against James Stall’s head. With one mighty blow, Stall is busted wide open. But Bombtrack doesn’t stop with one blow. He smashes James with the chair over and over again.

Sam
Yes! Stall brutalized Tombstone with a steel chair at Challenger Series. Now he’s on the receiving end!

Mac
You know, for someone who claims to detest Stall’s use of violence, you sure do like it when he’s getting his ass kicked. Some would call that hypocritical.

Sam
And others would say I just like to see justice served.

Mac
Yes, but I’m your boss, so I’m going to say you’re a hypocrite.

Sam
I’m a hypocrite.


Bombtrack tosses the dented steel chair away and covers Stall.

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Th-No! Stall kicks out.

Bombtrack slams his hands against the mat and then walks over to grab the table which he swiftly picks up and leans against the nearest turnbuckle. James begins to stir, and Bombtrack nails him with a hard kicks to the skull. James’ face slams against the mat, and his blood smears across the canvas. Bombtrack picks the World Champion up and nails him with a suplex. He then picks Stall up and sets him against the table. BT takes a few steps back and gets a good running start at Stall. He nails the Death By Impact, and puts the bruised and bleeding Stall through the table!

Sam
Shattered! James Stall has been shattered just like that table!


Bombtrack drags Stall out of the wreckage and drops on top of him with the cover.


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3- No! James Stall manages to get a shoulder up.

Sam
Goddamnit, just die already!


Bombtrack shakes his head in disbelief. He slams his fists against James’ skull and digs his knuckle into Stall’s wound, widening the gash. He slams the back of James’ skull against the canvas before sliding out of the ring Bombtrack walks over to the steel ring steps and tosses them into the ring before crossing back to the center and looking under the apron. A smile comes across Bombtrack’s blood covered face as he pulls out a large bundle of barbed-wire. He tosses the bundle into the ring a goes back under the ring for another table. He slides the table out and looks up in time to see James Stall flying through the middle ropes at him! James connects with a suicide dive that sends both men crashing into the cell wall!

Mac
Look at him fly!

Sam
I guess that was impressive.

Mac
He’s like a goddamn eagle. That’s one majestic World Champion.


Both men are slow to move. James manages to crawl his way over to the table which he slides into the ring. He then uses the apron to pull himself up and turns his attention back to Bombtrack who is slowly beginning to stir. Bombtrack gets into a seated position as blood drips onto his chest, and James nails him with a boot to the face. Stall picks Bombtrack up and drives him against the steel wall. He pulls BT back and slams him into the steel again before whipping him into the ring. Stall staggers and grips the wall while he tries to catch his breath as blood drops from his face to the floor.

Sam
James Stall looks positively exhausted.

Mac
He’s got a gaping hole in his head. I think you’d be pretty tired too.


James staggers back to the ring and slides himself in. As Bombtrack is stirring, Stall drills him with a kneedrop. With a devilish grin on his face, James slides himself over to the barbed-wire. He picks the wire up and crawls over to the table. James begins to wrap the barbed-wire around the table. As he does so, he stands and walks toward the turnbuckle opposite of the one the last table was broken against. Stall sets the table wrapped in barbed-wire against the turnbuckle. He turns around as Bombtrack runs at him with the gore!

Sam
DBI!

Mac
NO!


Stall somehow manages to stand his ground and he catches Bombtrack with a piledriver. Stall then lifts Bombtrack up and hits him with a T-Bone suplex through the Barbed-wire table!

Sam
No! Please! God! NO!


Stall cannot bring himself to lift Bombtrack again, instead he drag BT away from the rubble, tangled barbed-wire and all, and collapses on top of him.


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NO! Bombtrack gets a shoulder up!

Sam
Yes! Bombtrack lives! Bombtrack lives!

Mac
And stuff like that, that barbed-wire table, that’s what I like to see.

Sam
Mac, if either of them got seriously hurt wouldn’t that likely cost you a lot of money?



Mac
Hey you crazy mother fuckers! Cut that shit out!


James presses his hands against his blood caked face. He looks over and sees the steel steps. James drags Bombtrack over to them and sets BT’s head against the steel. James then walks over to his sledgehammer. Cries can be heard from the crowd as James raises the sledgehammer above his head. James swings the hammer down, but BT slides out of the way. The hammer becomes imbedded in the steel!

Mac
Wow. This almost became a Gallagher show.

Sam
Stall is a madman.


Stall gives a few tugs and finally manages to remove the hammer from the steel steps. He swings it at Bombtrack, but BT rolls out of the way again and kicks James in the shin. James staggers and swings again. This time Bombtrack catches the hammer, tears it from James’ hand, and tosses it out of the ring. He kicks James again and then grabs James’ ankle. He manages to flip James onto his back and then turns James over into the ankle lock while digging his elbow into James’ shin.

Sam
Cruel and Unusual Punishment locked in!

Mac
Come on, Stall! Don’t give in!


Bombtrack wrenches on Stall’s ankle. Stall tries to flip himself back over, but BT has the hold firmly locked in as he digs his elbow into the back of James’ shin. Stall reaches for the ropes, but Bombtrack pulls him away. Stall begins to claw his way forward as Bombtrack twists the ankle further. Stall reaches again. His fingertips brush the rope, but his hand falls to the canvas. He makes another effort. This time his hand grasps the ropes. He grabs the rope with his other hand as well, and James is able to use the rope to pull himself forward and gain the leverage he needs to power out of the move. Bombtrack is kicked backward and he falls against the steel steps.

Mac
Yes! That’s my Champion!


Bombtrack slowly climbs to his feet, and Stall hits him with the Sergeant Spinebuster. Stall then grabs the ring steps and tosses them toward the corner where the barbed-wire table was. He pulls the barbed wire out of the rubble and begins to wrap it around the steel ring steps. He turns around and holds the steps high above his head as he walks toward Bombtrack who hits Stall with the DBI!

NO!

Stall brings the steps down and, as Bombtrack goes for the DBI, stall brings the steps crashing down on Bombtrack’s back.

Mac
I just had déjà vu.

Sam
That’s because the last time these two met Stall went for this same move and Bombtrack hit the DBI in this time.

Mac
And this time Stall drills him with the steps. Excellent!


Stall lifts the steps over his head and slams them into Bombtrack again. He hits him with them a third time. Stall then sets the steps down and picks up Bombtrack. He hits Bombtrack with one T-bone Suplex. Then a second! He readjusts and hits a third T-Bone right onto the barbed-wire steps!

Mac
Shoot to Thrill right onto the steps!


Stall manages to lift Bombtrack one more time. Blood can be seen dripping from BT’s back. Stall hits a fourth T-bone suplex! He collapses on top of Bombtrack.


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3!

Mac
Boom boom kaboom! This one’s over.

Sam
What the hell was that?

Mac
You want to look for another job?

Sam
Boom boom kaboom!

Mac
James Stall has finally gotten revenge for his loss to Bombtrack at Main Event: Unsanctioned! Nothing can stop this guy now.

Sam
I have to give him credit. It was an impressive win. And now- oh damnit, come on!


James Stall continues to stomp away at Bombtrack as the cell is slowly raised. Stall delivers various hard kicks to Bombtrack’s face and chest. He is stomping away at Bombtrack’s skull when Doc Holiday comes running down the entrance ramp.

Sam
Finally! Someone has come out to stop this.

Mac
Go home, Doc Holiday.


Doc slides into the ring and hits Stall with a hard right hand. He goes for a Savate Kick, but Stall ducks it. Stall catches Doc for a Sergeant Spinebuster, but Doc stops him with a hard knee to the stomach. The two begin to exchange punches. Doc nails a hard kick to Stall’s bad ribs, and Stall begins to reel backward as Doc throws more punches at him. Doc has the champ up against the ropes when the Untouchables come running out!

Sam
What are they doing here?

Mac
The cavalry has arrived!


The Untouchables slide into the ring and immediately attack Doc Holiday from behind. They pull Doc away from Stall, and Stall drills Doc with a kick to the groin.

Mac
Right in the fruitcake!


The three begin to stomp away at Doc Holiday when “Everything Burns” hits and Eric Donavan comes running down the entrance ramp.

Sam
Here comes the number one contender!

Mac
Damnit!


Eric slides into the ring. Paolo Grecco goes to hit him and DRAGON FANG! Johnathan goes to meet Eric and instead eats a Dragon Fang as well! Eric goes to hit the Dragon Fang on Stall, but Stall manages to catch Eric with a Sergeant Spinebuster and rolls out of the ring as Bombtrack and Doc Holiday begin to stir.

Sam
And now that Doc and Bombtrack are getting back up, James Stall chooses to run. Some dominant champion.


As Bombtrack and Doc Holiday begin to rise, Nightmare and Matt Starr jump the barricade with chairs in hand. They slide into the ring and slam the chairs against Bombtrack and Doc Holiday. As they continue to smash the chairs into their foes, Eric Donavan gets up. He heads right to Nightmare, who is assaulting Doc Holiday, and starts hitting him from behind. But the Untouchables both get up and quickly assault Eric. They manage to nail him with the Cosa Nostra, and then they and Project Revolution begin to completely tear apart the three men into the ring.

Sam
This has gotten real ugly.

Mac
I imagine the champ finds the whole thing to be quite beautiful.


James Stall who has been watching the entire things with a smile on his face slides back into the ring and begins to direct traffic. He points to the Untouchables.

Stall
Get the tables!


The Untouchables slide out of the ring, and Stall begins to stomp away at Eric Donavan while Matt Starr kicks Bombtrack, and Nightmare beats on Doc Holiday. The Untouchables slide three tables into the ring before climbing back in. Stall grabs one and leans it against the turnbuckle while the Untouchables set up the other two tables in the center of the ring. Stall pats Nightmare on the back and points at Doc Holiday.

Stall
Give him to me!


Nightmare picks Doc up and whips him to Stall who catches him and hits a Sergeant Spinebuster through the table.

Mac
Goodnight Doc Holiday! Heh… Holiday… Cause it’s Christmas.

Sam
This is not the time for jokes, Mac.

Mac
You want a joke? Wait till you see your Christmas bonus.


James turns back around and points at Eric and Bombtrack.

Stall
Get them up!


The Untouchables lift Bombtrack up and onto their shoulders. Project Revolution does the same with Eric Donavan.

Sam
This isn’t good.


Stall holds his thumbs up in the air. He points his thumbs down and Bombtrack and Eric Donavan are both hit with double electric chair drops through the tables.

Mac
Yes! What a way to end the year!

Sam
I fear for the next one.


Project Revolution and the Untouchables kick at their fallen foes as James slides out of the ring. Stall grabs his big red sack and pulls out one final Christmas gift, the one he brought for himself, the New Era World Heavyweight Championship. Stall slides back into the ring and presses the title against Eric’s head.

Stall
Mine all mine!


Stall steps back and hits Eric with a punt like the one he nailed Tombstone with after Challenger Series. Stall raises his title high above his head as Project Revolution and the Untouchables raise their arms above their heads as well.

Sam
Well I guess there’s only one thing left to say.

Mac
Merry Christmas you filthy animals.

Sam
And a happy New Year!

Edited by James Stall, Jan 1 2013, 07:33 AM.
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New Era Record:
29-26-1

New Era Accomplishments:
Record Holder for Longest World Heavyweight Championship Reign (239 Days)
Record Holder for Longest Title Reign (239 Days)
Record Holder for New Era Submission Victories (9)
Record Holder for Main Event Wins (16)
Co-Record Holder for Super Show Wins (11)
x1 Winner of the New Era Secret Santa Tournament
x2 North American Champion
x2 New Era World Heavyweight Champion (Current)
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