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ME: Razer © vs. Kenny Shaw; "All On The Line": PRW Undisputed Championship, PRW Cyanide Championship, Greenhorn Grandprix final
Topic Started: Jul 26 2015, 11:26 AM (209 Views)
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ME: Razer © vs. Kenny Shaw
"All On The Line"
- PRW Undisputed Championship, PRW Cyanide Championship, Greenhorn Grandprix final
- PRW Rules

REF: TBA


Deadlines:
Entrance Deadline: Tuesday, July 28th, 2015 at 11:59 PM
Match Deadline: Sunday, August 9th, 2015 at 11:59 PM
Promo Deadline and Match Rulings (if applicable): Monday, August 10th, 2015 at 11:59 PM
[All Times EST!]
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Season 7 of Razer's sig (January 18th - February 17th) results:
1st - Wrath/Joey/Pat 13
2nd - Raz 4
3rd - Ace/NM 3

Best shout of the sig award (season 7):
Wrath: that feeling when you lose a Skittle in a shag carpet
Pat: *Wrath resists urge to go digging for it*
Wrath: I FOUND IT! Now the question remains, do I eat it?
Nox: if skittes werent meant to be eaten off the floor, god wouldn't of given them a candy coated turtle shell

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Saget: "Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall and it is for the PRW Undisputed Championship.... The PRW Cyanide Championship and it is also the final of the Green Horn Grand Prix!!!!"

Brunswick: "To say this PPV was certainly worthy of its name would be stating the obvious. The matches so far have been fantastic and it is looking pretty damn good for shaping up our end of year run"

Smith: "But enough of that... Tonight is the night when Kenny Shaw gets what he wants, Razer, One on One!"

We get some footage rolling, showing the ending of Summerfest where Razer defeated Slaughter to win the undisputed championship. We see the agonising look on Pat's face as he realises he's got to start all over again, we see the joy on Razer's face as he finally captures the belt, all be it at the second time of asking, but what stands out the most is the satisfied look on the now former champion, Kenny Shaw's face.

Shaw: "I got what I wanted...."

The footage clips back to Shaw's deal to Razer, stating he wanted him one on one, to settle everything between them. It then cuts to Razer who has been talking about this match in the build up, continually noting the noticable absence of the Siege.

Razer: "I don't like surprises... He's not been seen, he's not been heard... You would have thought someone who lost their title due to someone else being pinned would be making a noise right?"

The footage then flashes to various action shots of Razer and Shaw until it really speeds up and everything starts to get blurred. As the screen goes black, we hear from Shaw once again.

Shaw: "You broke first Razer, you couldn't beat Patrick one on one... I could, and now I'll do the same to you"

Razer: "I've beaten Kenny before, I can beat him again... Everything is on the line... I gotta Win Hands Down...."

With those three words, the massive pickslide driven high octane sounding intro of "Win Hands Down" by Armored Saint rips through Glasgow. As you'd expect this far north of what remains of 'the wall', the reception is rather frosty. Granted, he might be fucking one of their own, he might be a Northern Englishman, but he's still English and that is the one thing Glasgow cannot forgive Razer for.



Despite the slight hostile edge, there are still some cheers and as the usual intro video rolls as the verse starts, the pyro and smoke effects kick in as usual.

"This is an ode to all my old buddies
The ones that helped me realise when shit was funny
Cut our teeth
A kick in the ass
Tackling life, there's just once chance.
Mischief makers, piss some off
Deal with consequences or not
Roaming the city, eyes open wide
Every adversary is urged to hide"


At the start of the verse, we see the outline of someone in the smoke and the fans give off a fairly mixed reaction as they know who it is. The smoke clears and Razer is stood there, right fist in the air, from his hand the Undisputed title is dangling behind him and round his waist is the Cyanide Title. Raising his head, lowering his fist, Razer confidently makes his way down to the ring with no visible sign of inner conflict on his face relating to the decision he has to make at some point in this match.

Getting to the apron, Razer removes his leather and leaves it on the steps. Taking his shades off too, he places them down before sliding under the bottom rope and Saget announcing him just before the chorus can kick in.

Saget: "Standing at 6 feet 4, weighing 260lbs, he is the PRW Undisputed Champion, PRW Cyanide champion, PRW Conquest winner and 2015 Superbattle winner and yet to lose via pinfall or submission since Summerfest 2014.... From Liverpool, England... RAZER!!!"

"With boots on ground
Win hands down
A giant sound
win hands down
Just maintain then drop the reins
And place my crown
Win Hands Down!"


As the chorus kicks in, Razer now in the ring climbs the turnbuckle and looks round the crowd before holding both titles he holds up. As the camera's flash and the lights do their stuff, his gaze surveys the crowd once more. Despite being predominantly patriotic and in full on braveheart mode, there are some decent cheers for the big man from Liverpool... Guess old habits die hard?

Dropping from the turnbuckle and asking for Saget's mic, Razer calls for his music to be cut.

Smith: "Disrespectful champion already, entering first... I hope Shaw takes his belt!"

Razer: "Now, you're all probably wondering exactly why I decided to tell championship etiquette to get tae feck aye?"

There are some murmurs from the crowd but the majority of them are chanting "Bawbag!" at him.

Razer: "Well you see, it's simple... No one has seen or heard from Kenny and his crew since he lost the belt... Just one single tweet, that's it... And dya know what that tells me Glasgow?"

Crowd: "What?"

Razer: "It tells me the Siege are scared..."

Smith: "Pffft!!!"

Razer: "I'm a One Man Army... I'm the Enforcer... I am the undisputed champion of PRW... I haven't tapped, I haven't been pinned and I have destroyed near enough anyone and everything which has stood in my way... The Asylum, The Advincolas, Conquest, Superbattle... The Siege are next on that list.."

Brunswick: "Big talk from Razer"

Razer: "So Kenny... Come on down... You wanted this match... You got it!"

Razer passes his titles over to the official and turns to face the ramp.

Razer: "Oh by the way, mister Camera man... Put the view behind me up on the big screen... I'm not being hit with a bottle merchant attack"

The Glaswegian crowd laughs and the Bawbag chant starts back up.

Brunswick: "It looks like Bella's term of endearment has readily become Razer's name here tonight"
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Season 7 of Razer's sig (January 18th - February 17th) results:
1st - Wrath/Joey/Pat 13
2nd - Raz 4
3rd - Ace/NM 3

Best shout of the sig award (season 7):
Wrath: that feeling when you lose a Skittle in a shag carpet
Pat: *Wrath resists urge to go digging for it*
Wrath: I FOUND IT! Now the question remains, do I eat it?
Nox: if skittes werent meant to be eaten off the floor, god wouldn't of given them a candy coated turtle shell

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We go to the back where a candid camera peeks over the shoulder of one Kenny Shaw to which the crowd responds with a mixture of excitement for the main event of the evening and pure disdain for the man it is showing.

With a kiss, his wife wishes him luck and he begins his march. The camera spins around to his front to lead him: holding at a Dutch angle to make him look as massive as his ego.

Brunswick: Probably the biggest relief in this match is that it has nothing to do with faction or alignment. This is just about two men who have had incredible years here in PRW and now they are colliding one-on-one.

Smith: And let's all commend Kenny Shaw for that. He really made it all about just him and Razer. No Jett, no Bella, and no Kevin Donovan.

Brunswick: Well, we've still yet to see if Kenny is actually going to honor that our not but you make a good point that the last time these two squared off one-on-one both their respective better halves kind of pulled the attention towards them.

Smith: Kind of pulled the attention? I'm pretty sure that I saw 2 and a half boobs.

Brunswick: Well, I hope you took a mental note because that's not happening this time.

The camera has led Kenny through the backstage maze and now he stands at the curtain with the crowd welling up with excitement. Kenny walks up the small set of stairs brushes the black curtain aside as he does.

With that the arena goes dark and the crowd roared their approval.



As the song plays, many are baffled by the choice given that being Irish is Kevin's deal. But with the central theme of killing the English soldier it's mostly fitting. Glasgow cheers at the notion while the Liverpoolian grows more and more angry.

Shaw comes out with high energy and excitement in his step. He's ready to take it all. His gear is all black and in a similar fashion to his tag partner with the notable exception of the black thermal long-sleeved grappling shirt he's wearing. As Shaw walks down the ramp Bob Saget announces.

Bob Saget: And his opponent, the challenger. Making his way to the ring. Hailing from San Dimas, California. Weighing in at 178 pounds. The IED. Kenny Shaw.

As the words are leaving Bob's Mouth, Kenny has made his way down the ramp and rolls into the ring. Shaw looks a different kind of stern today as he does trunk twists in the corner and watches Razer with a keen eye.

He's called the big man's bluff and now Razer looks down at his opponent. A sincere, intense Kenny Shaw who isn't fighting his battles with rhetoric or manipulation; but simply has every intention of beating Razer's ass.
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Both men are in the ring. Shaw's watchful eye remains on the champion who stands there simply re-adjusting his gloves. Though he may appear relaxed amidst this backdrop of hostility, Razer is not to be underestimated. Having clashed twice already since Razer joined the company, Kenny is no stranger to the big man and just how dangerous he can be. With Saget ducking out the ring, Eric Steele calls both men over to the middle of the ring. The undisputed title and the Cyanide title are in his hands whilst down at ringside is the trophy for the Greenhorn Grand Prix. As Kenny said, it's all on the line tonight, and to ensure that this match is only about the two of them, Nahiro Koga has ensured that the 24/7 rule of the Cyanide Title is suspended for this match. Even though it is in off season, this is one match the people want to see be contested one on one. No Siege, no Bella, no factions, just a battle of power versus speed, roughness versus precision, big versus small.

Eric runs the rules by the two men and both nod signalling their understanding. There's no handshake, just a nod of mutual respect and understanding from both men.

Smith: "Everything gets settled tonight folks... A true clash of the titans in PRW"

Brunswick: "The unpinned, unsubmitted Razer, arguably the most dominant man in PRW at this moment in time against the most explosive and unpredictable product of Matthew Logan and SWARM. A true contest of ability... Razer may hold the edge in terms of victories, counting a singles win and a triple threat win, but Shaw proved he can hang with the biggest and the toughest of them"

Smith: "And he's tasted that gold before, he has the hunger and the desire to get it back... Razer interestingly enough has never successfully defended a top level title in his entire career... Statistics favour Shaw on this one"

Brunswick: "But the fact Razer is 2-0 against Kenny favours him..."

As the crowd begins to go silent, Eric Steele holds both belts in the air as Razer and Shaw lock eyes. The seconds seem to drag on as Steele passes the titles out of the ring to one of the assistants at ringside. As he goes to turn round, one of the ringside mic's pick up one of the local's and his growing sense of frustration.

Crowd member: "RING THE FECKIN' BELL YE JAKEY KOONT, WE WANNAE SEE THE ENGLISHMAN GET 'IS HEID KICKED IN!!"

Obliging the crowd, the timekeeper looks to Steele who nods.

-DING DING DING-

As soon as the bell rings, Shaw shuffles back, creating some space for himself. Anticipating this but not giving chase, Razer simply stands his ground, carefully watching Shaw and every move he makes. As Kenny backs towards the ropes, he starts to circle Razer who remains fixed on the spot, only moving his head to follow Shaw. There's no circling stand off just yet, just one man who seems to be standing there, waiting for the first strike. As Kenny slips out of Razer's peripheral vision, the Englishman quickly turns, facing away from Shaw and makes a run for the ropes. Hitting them, he comes back off, spotting Shaw who is ready for action. Charging in, Razer goes to lift his arm for the clothesline but Kenny ducks under it with ease, barely having to move his head, drawing a stark reminder of the physical differences between the two - nearly a foot in height and close to 100lbs in weight.

Continuing to move forwards, Razer heads to the ropes behind as Shaw spins and prepares for the rebound. Hitting the ropes, Razer comes back off but this time brings his leg up, looking for that huge big boot he is fond of using. Seeing the leg rise, Shaw drops low, twisting round, extending his legs and knocking Razer's back leg out with a leg sweep, dropping him to the canvas. The crowd gives off a cheer as Razer crashes down hard but he picks himself up just as quick as he went down. As he rises, Shaw springs forwards, catching Razer's extended arm and taking him over and back down with an Arm drag. Rolling across the canvas, Razer pushes up into a three point stance before bursting forwards. Charging like a rhino, the Englishman raises his right arm once again and goes for the clothesline but Shaw, once again anticipating this jumps, twists round and plants his leg into Razer's chest with a spinning heel thrust kick. As Razer staggers backwards, Shaw gives chase.

Smith: "Kenny going at it now, this is likely to be one of his main approaches all night - start off by drawing Razer in, use his momentum against him and then hit hard in the openings"

Brunswick: "A similar approach to last time no doubt, but will Razer allow it to be that easy for Shaw to take offense? Remember, he is the type of person who would eat a huge strike just to draw his opponent in to pay them back five-fold."

Using his agility, Shaw unleashes a quick flurry of elbow strikes and body shots to Razer's mid-section before shuffling back and going for the dropkick but Razer manages to lean back just enough to narrowly evade the boot of Shaw. Hitting the canvas after striking out, Shaw quickly rolls to the side, narrowly avoiding a huge stomp from Razer. Pushing up to his knees then rising to his feet whilst stepping backwards, Shaw keeps himself out of the striking range of the Undisputed champion. Keeping on his toes, he carefully watches Razer as he goes on the offensive, stepping forwards and throwing out a left handed jab which Shaw easily evades. Coming in with another left jab, Razer tries to close the gap but as Shaw shuffles back, he quickly switches. Drawing his left hand back, he lunges foreards with his right, catching Shaw with the big right hook.

The crowd gives a mixed reaction to the Englishman landing a successful hit. Even though he may be 'one of their own' in terms of being a Brit, the fact he was born south of what remains of Hadrian's wall, the border between the Scots and the English, he's not the most popular figure here tonight. Following up, Razer throws his left fist low, nailing Shaw with a hard body shot which doubles him over. Grabbing him by the back of the neck and the shoulder, Razer drags Shaw up. Switching his hand position, he grabs him at the waist and quickly scoops him up before slamming him down hard with a big scoop slam. As Kenny bounces off the canvas, Razer takes two steps back before going in. Jumping up, he extends his legs and goes for the big leg drop, but Shaw manages to roll out the way of it, leaving Razer to crash down into the canvas. Wincing a little from the impact, Razer leans back before rocking forwards. Pushing up onto his knees, Razer begins his rise, but Shaw who reacted quick comes in. Slamming his hand against the back of Razer's head, he uses his momentum to drive Razer down face first into the canvas with a bulldog takedown.

Brunswick: "Shaw getting the upper hand in these opening exchanges, how long do you think it will last?"

Smith: "Always with the negativity Josh... Shaw can control this match for as long as he wants"

Brunswick: "Or for as long as Razer lets him?"

Razer crashes down into the canvas as Shaw rolls away from him and rises again to a moderate pop from the crowd. Planting his hands firmly into the canvas, the battle scarred champion pushes himself up to his hands and knees and shakes his head. Pushing up to a vertical base, Razer dusts himself down and readjusts his gloves before smirking at Kenny. Raising his right hand, palm facing the rafters, he motions for Kenny to bring it.

[tbc Shaw.]
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Season 7 of Razer's sig (January 18th - February 17th) results:
1st - Wrath/Joey/Pat 13
2nd - Raz 4
3rd - Ace/NM 3

Best shout of the sig award (season 7):
Wrath: that feeling when you lose a Skittle in a shag carpet
Pat: *Wrath resists urge to go digging for it*
Wrath: I FOUND IT! Now the question remains, do I eat it?
Nox: if skittes werent meant to be eaten off the floor, god wouldn't of given them a candy coated turtle shell

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Confidence is practically coming from Razer's ass as he withstood the barrage and came out clean.

Shaw isn't impressed in the least. He's dealt with guys like Razer his whole life. Guys who would rather make him look bad than make themselves look good just to stroke their own egos.

Razer was no different than Slaughter in that regard and we all know how that turned out.

Still, the saying goes if they aren't acting like they're being hit hard enough, they probably aren't being hit hard enough.

Kenny calmly circles Razer and mimes a tie up, ducking through and sneaking a headlock when the champion comes in to contact. Shaw drops to a knee and rolls over to ground the big man with a scarf hold.

The champ, using his obvious size advantage, snags the challenger with a headscissors and holds him down by the neck.

Razer sits up as Kenny starts to twist and contort himself to an escape. He finally props himself up in a headstand with Razer looking on slightly dumbfounded by the arrogant display. That look quickly turns to one of astonishment as Kenny explodes from the pose into a low dropkick right on the chin.

He hit harder for sure this time.

Razer's bell a tad rung following the blow sees him roll to the floor counting his teeth while Kenny gets a run up. Glasgow rises for what might be the first dive of the match. Even Razer takes notice and seeks shelter as Shaw closes in. Razer times it, stepping out of the way just as Shaw is about to launch himself over the top rope. He looks back to see the carnage only to see Kenny sit out across the rope and flip back to his feet.

Razer and Shaw make eye contact with Kenny in the ring and the One-Man Army on the floor, looking up at the slight statured challenger.

Razer nods and even gives a sarcastic applause before trying to surprise run to the apron. Shaw doesn't let it go unnoticed, quickly running to the adjacent middle rope and springing off with a dropkick that knocks Razer back to the floor.

Another stiff set of boots catches Razer on the brow this time, serving as a warning more than anything else. Razer looks up as Shaw once again dives over the ropes but this time makes it clear he has no intention of feigning anything. Turning his back mid-air, Kenny practically manages to spin completely through as he crashes into Razer; the big guy catching him but the momentum taking them both down.

Kenny looks around as Glasgow gives him an applause. Showing him respect despite him being, well, him basically. Razer lays there as well, maybe with some newfound respect for his opponent.

And Kenny don't care.
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Kenny may not care if Razer has newfound respect for him or not because that is simply the way of Kenny Shaw. He only has a small number of things to care about and what his opponents think of him isn't on that list.

The unfortunate thing though for Kenny is Razer has always had respect for Shaw, maybe too much sometimes. A man who fights against the odds, uses his talent and his mind to the absolute limits and fells people more favoured to triumph over him. Maybe the problem isn't Razer's percieved new respect, but perhaps there was respect in the first place. The man he faced was a self admitted chickenshit, one who had vanished quickly after Patrick Slaughter had lost the Siege leader's Undisputed Title on his behalf. Was such a man, one who wanted this contest only to seemingly disappear before it worthy of his respect?

Glasgow certainly thought so, but given the fact that Shaw wasn't an Englishman, that much was obvious, he was rather well recieved by the crowd. Fuck, even Hulk Hogan would be loved if he were facing Razer. The Lion in the Lion's den, the lone soldier deep in enemy territory. With both men outside of the ring, the crowd react in the only way the Glaswegian crowd knows how to react - hurling abuse at the downed Razer whilst singing Shaw's praises. It's clear that the affiliation with Bella Quinn only holds so much weight with the fans and the age old desire to see the 'auld enemy' choke on the big stage clearly tops a friend of Bella winning.

Smith: "I think we should hold every show here in Glasgow... Even if it does resemble Paris after a nuclear winter... Kenny Shaw is finally being recognised for the genius that he is!"

Brunswick: "If Shaw were facing Slaughter he wouldn't be this well recieved"

Kenny picks himself up and backs away from Razer, dusting himself down and limbering up a little. The big dive certainly hit the spot and he has enjoyed the upper hand but he knows he cannot get too cocky so early in the match. Weighing up his options, his gaze turns towards the steel steps and then to Razer who is pulling himself up. Formulating a plan of attack, Shaw knuckles down and makes his run. Charging up the steps, leaping onto the apron and darting along it before leaping off towards Razer with his knee poised to strike, Shaw goes for the shining wizard. Throwing his knee forwards, he looks to be hitting the rising Enforcer right in the jaw but much to the disappointment of the majority of the crowd, Razer quickly flicks his head up and throws his arms forwards. With his left hand blocking Shaw's knee and firmly locked around it, Razer reaches up and grabs hold of Kenny's neck with his right hand and hoists him up above his head.

Smith: "Aww shit...."

Hanging there in the air, a good seven foot above the floor below, Shaw is helpless as Razer begins to brace himself. Closing his eyes and anticipating the hard and quick impact, Shaw takes a deep breath, but instead of falling downwards, he is flung through the air, his body going between the ropes before crashing down onto the canvas of the ring and rolling several feet before finally coming to a stop. Had Razer spared him? Possibly... Was he thankful? Perhaps but he wouldn't show it. Having faced the big man before, he knew that there was method in the madness that is Razer's mind. Razer may do things because he can or for the sake of it, but there is always a deliberate methodology behind his decisions. Just what he has in mind though? Well, that is something which only Razer knows.

Following Shaw into the ring, Razer slides under the bottom rope and pushes up to his feet. Keeping a close watch on his foe's movements, Razer slowly advances on Kenny who to his credit, pushes himself back up to his feet, ready to meet the big man once again. Backing off in the direction of the ropes, Shaw scans his surroundings. He knows that he cannot take Razer head on again straight away, but he also knows Razer has something up his sleeve. The cautious approach may frustrate Razer and provoke him to play his hand early, but if he draws it out too long, Razer might just switch his game plan and go down a different route of attack. The only thing he knows is that whilst he might not pack the same punch as Razer, he can at least match or even surpass him with his legs. If he lets Razer get his hands on him though... It could be very, very painful for him.

Allowing Razer to advance again, Kenny begins to shift his weight as he watches Razer head towards him. Timing the sidestep just right, Shaw steps to his left and spins, throwing his heel up, trying to catch Razer with the strike but Razer shoves past using his shoulder. As Shaw lands down on his hands and knees, he quickly pushes up and turns to face Razer who jumps onto the middle rope. He knows what is coming, he's been taken out by this before. Instead of being nailed again, Shaw dives forwards, dropping low and narrowly missing being wiped out by Razer's springboard moonsault. Watching the champion flip over him and land down on his feet with arms fully stretched and hands resting on the canvas to steady himself, Razer looks up at Shaw who is quick to strike. Pushing up and lunging forwards, Shaw drops low into a basement dropkick, knocking Razer's arm out from under him and sending him tumbling towards the canvas. As the big man goes down, Shaw begins to pick away at him, trying to find that kink in his armour to expose a potential weakness or create a much needed levelling factor.

Brunswick: "Razer seems to be struggling to find his feet so far"

Smith: "Like I said, he couldn't defend his PWA titles, what makes you think he could defend a PRW title?"

Rolling Razer onto his side, Kenny plants one knee on the side of Razer's face and the other into his ribs. Carefully balancing with his toes and knees, he snakes his arms round the heavilly tattooed right arm of the One Man Army and locks in a basic figure four arm lock. He knows it won't be effective now, but if he can hold on long enough, he could wear the limb out later. The only problem though, is that Razer, being a martial artist himself knows how to break this hold. As Shaw puts the pressure on, snaring the arm between his forearms and digging his knees into the ribs and jaw, Razer slides his left arm out and takes a deep breath. Bringing his left arm up, he slams his palm into the knee of Shaw, removing it from his face and allowing him to use the backwards momentum as a driving force, allowing him to roll and drive Shaw down onto the canvas. Still caught in his grasp, Razer leans down on Shaw, pinning his shoulders to the canvas. Realising that he's not going to be able to easily shift the 260lb weight holding him down with his arms occupied, Shaw relinquishes the hold.

Smith: "Live to fight another day Kenny!"

It may be a smart move, preventing himself from losing but as Shaw rolls away to safety and pushes up, Razer is already back on his feet. Rushing forwards with pace which to put it bluntly, is quite scary for a man his size, the Englishman throws himself forwards at Shaw who tries to dart out the way again, but this time he's not so quick. The left arm of Razer flies out and tags him across the right shoulder, sending him into a spiral before knocking him down with that huge clothesline.

Respect or not... If there's one thing Razer has for Kenny, its plenty more of those.

tbc shaw.
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Season 7 of Razer's sig (January 18th - February 17th) results:
1st - Wrath/Joey/Pat 13
2nd - Raz 4
3rd - Ace/NM 3

Best shout of the sig award (season 7):
Wrath: that feeling when you lose a Skittle in a shag carpet
Pat: *Wrath resists urge to go digging for it*
Wrath: I FOUND IT! Now the question remains, do I eat it?
Nox: if skittes werent meant to be eaten off the floor, god wouldn't of given them a candy coated turtle shell

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The spinning and tumbling down prompts a small cheer from those in the crowd who aren't as vocal in their dislike of the Englishman, but you can tell its going to take a lot more than that to win over those backing the Siege man purely because of Razer's nationality. Knowing this, Razer wastes no time in starting to turn the pressure up on Shaw. Picking himself up and proceeding forwards, the One Man Army brings his boot up and slams it down on Kenny's left shoulder with a vicious looking stomp. As Shaw grimaces, Razer pulls his boot up and drives it in once more. Whilst targeting Shaw's shoulder might not prove successful down the line due to his expertise in leg based attacks and using momentum to gain the upper hand, the mentality of the champion is simple - give him something to think about, make him hesitate and second guess how to act. Winding up for a third stomp, Razer takes a few seconds longer before bringing his boot down. This delay, whether intentional or not acts as a lifeline for Shaw. Rolling out the way, he narrowly misses the huge driving boot of Razer and reacting quickly, he pushes himself up into a crouched stance before extending his leg out and sweeping round, hooking Razer's calf with his leg and knocking him down with a leg sweep.

Brunswick: "Only a short lived spell of dominance from the champion there."

Smith: "It doesn't matter much, with Razer on the ground, he's vulnerable to Shaw and all his offenses. This is where Kenny will finally find that kink in his guard and blow it wide open"

With Razer lying on his back, Shaw quickly rises up. Spinning 180, his back turns to Razer and in a display of athleticism and agility, the IED delivers a pretty solid looking moonsault splash. As he crashes down across Razer's torso, Kenny goes to hook the leg but before Steele can even get down to make a count, Razer sticks both his hands underneath Shaw and powers out with authority, practically dead lifting him up and tossing him aside with minimal effort.

The display of pure power and strength gets a slight pop out of the crowd, but as Kenny rolls away from Razer who begins to rise, the booing quickly returns. Hearing the boos, Razer simply shrugs it off and turns his attention back to Shaw who begins to rise himself. Spotting Razer begining to advance, Kenny springs forward, running at Razer. Taking flight, he jumps up as Razer turns side on to catch him for what appears to be a Samoan Drop attempt, but before Razer can rock back, Kenny tries to get the crucifix roll up drop on him. Having fell victim to this before, Razer leans forwards, making it harder for Kenny's momentum to drag him back and the resulting consequence of these opposing forces is Razer standing vertical still and Shaw trying to twist himself to get a better angle for the drop. Realising this has a large probability of ending painfully for him. Kenny releases his grasp on Razer's arm with his legs and swings himself down before wrapping his legs around Razer's waist. Releasing his arms from the other arm and shifting his grip from shoulder to neck, Shaw goes for the rear naked choke with body scissors but in a standing position. Feeling the pressure on his neck, Razer reaches up with his arms and thus begins the next struggle between Razer's strength and Kenny's determination.

Brunswick: "Kenny knows he has to slow Razer down somewhat just to take some of the sting out of his offense"

Smith: "You're forgetting Kenny went toe to toe with Razer and Slaughter at Summerfest, the guy can take whatever Razer throws at him and more"

Starting to feel his breathing slowly becoming laboured, Razer's hands grab tight hold of Kenny's wrists as he tries to pry them off with pure strength alone. Knowing this was the approach Razer was going to take, Shaw releases his grasp rather quickly, almost putting up no struggle. Not sensing the danger from the cunning Siege member, Razer removes his hands from Shaw's wrists and goes to grab hold of his foe's head so he can literally standing snapmare him over, but Kenny already has him where he wants. Grabbing the back of Razer's shoulders and releasing his legs, Shaw pulls back on Razer, dragging him backwards and simultaneously brings his knees up, nailing the Enforcer with a lungblower.

The crowd pops big time for the clever sequence of steps used to deliver a big hit to Razer and Shaw nods his head in approval as he rolls Razer over onto his chest. Knowing that he now has a target to work on, the IED begins to drive his elbows into the middle of Razer's back. Each one draws a wince out of Razer but it doesn't keep him down for long. Pushing himself up and crawling forwards, Razer pulls himself towards the ropes. Seeing this, Shaw eases off. Backing up, he watches Razer draw close to the ropes before he makes his move. Running forwards, he waits for Razer to grab the ropes to help him up before jumping up onto his back. Using him as a stepping stone, Shaw jumps from Razer onto the top rope before jumping back off. As Razer rises, Shaw twists in the air, extending his legs and clocking Razer with a perfectly timed springboard roundhouse drop kick, knocking the big man over the top rope!

Smith: "And the fight's back outside thanks to Kenny's magnificent move!"

"That wae feckin' awesome!" is the chant from the crowd and you can't blame them. The man who people thought would dominate Shaw easily has been getting bossed around so far in this match and it looks set to continue. Pushing himself up and holding his jaw from the impact of the kick, Razer looks up at the ring and see's Shaw lining up for the big suicide plancha again. Taking a deep breath, Razer knows he has to time this right or it could suddenly become an uphill struggle to get back into this match. Readying his hands, Razer waits as Kenny charges forwards again. Planting his hands on the top rope, he begins to vault over it and once he commits to the move, releasing the rope from his grasp, Razer springs into action. Catching Shaw's dive and this time keeping himself upright, Razer wastes no time in falling backwards and launching Shaw over his head with a huge Fallaway Slam, smashing him into the guard rail.

Brunswick: "And once again, Razer shifts the momentum completely on its head with another huge move!"

Shaw might seem to have the advantage, but as expected, Razer has that unique ability of pulling out the massive move when needed to level the playing field. The main question remains though... Can he capitalise or will Shaw run rings round him once more?
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Season 7 of Razer's sig (January 18th - February 17th) results:
1st - Wrath/Joey/Pat 13
2nd - Raz 4
3rd - Ace/NM 3

Best shout of the sig award (season 7):
Wrath: that feeling when you lose a Skittle in a shag carpet
Pat: *Wrath resists urge to go digging for it*
Wrath: I FOUND IT! Now the question remains, do I eat it?
Nox: if skittes werent meant to be eaten off the floor, god wouldn't of given them a candy coated turtle shell

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Kenny thuds against the guard rail and looks up at Razer. Given how this match has gone so far, it looks like the undisputed champion seems content to take whatever he throws at him and simply repay it back with a huge power move or massively effective strike. He knew Razer could be cunning when he wanted to be, but this wasn't how he expected this rematch to go. Neither did the crowd by the looks of it. Sure, Razer may look 'tired', but a few keen eyes can see the champion is holding back.

Pushing up to his feet, Shaw steadies himself as he surveys his surroundings. He spots the leather jacket of Razer on the steel steps nearby and recalls the fact the Englishman usually carries that lead pipe with him. PRW rules do dictate that weapons are allowed and whilst the Cyanide Title is on the line too, he might as well make good use of it. Needing to desperately level the playing field, Shaw goes forwards. Closing in on Razer, he feigns a lunge which draws Razer forwards. Shuffling to the side, Kenny throws his boot forwards and Razer catches it. Smirking, Shaw jumps and twists round, flicking his leg out and catching Razer in the jaw with his other foot, dropping him with an enziguri. With Razer stumbling backwards, Shaw makes a run for the steps. Grabbing the leather, he reaches in and pulls out the pipe. Twirling it round in his fingers, he turns round to face Razer who steadies himself on the ring apron.

Spotting the pipe in Shaw's hands, Razer raises his hand to his mouth, blatantly signalling the intent for his next move - the Asian mist. Usually more subtle with the set up and capsule slip, Razer lets a slight trickle of red slip out the corner of his mouth. Seeing the mist being readied, Shaw thinks fast. Throwing the lead pipe forwards, forcing a dodge out of Razer who flicks his head up ready to spray, the IED jumps up onto the apron before running along it at Razer. Going to jump, Kenny bends at the knees which in turn prompts Razer to release the mist, but instead of jumping at Razer, Shaw jumps backwards, avoiding the spray.

Smith: "Look at that... Shaw outsmarted Razer!"

Having blown the chance at really capturing some crucial advantage, Razer shakes his head but before he can ready himself to fight again, Shaw gets in on him. Jumping off the apron properly, the IED clocks Razer with a dropkick to the chest. Going backwards, Razer crashes back down to the floor and Kenny rolls towards the apron. Reaching under it, he gets his hand on something which draws a smile to his face. Pulling the item out, Shaw reveals the source of his delight to be a trash can. Holding it in both hands, he holds it up in the air before smashing it across the head of the rising Razer, severely denting it and dropping Razer once again.

The fans let off a slight cheer for Shaw, after all they wanted to see Razer get a hiding and that is what seems to be happening right now. Slumping back, dazed and with little to no momentum behind him now, Razer feels Shaw pull on his left leg. Looking up, he see's Kenny lifting the leg up before driving his elbow into the side of Razer's knee. The sharp blow acts as a wakeup call for Razer, leading to him dragging his leg back out of Shaw's grasp, but as Razer backs away, Kenny reaches for the pipe. Grasping it in his hands and holding it so his arm obscures it, Shaw comes in low, going for the chop block but at the last second, flicking the pipe out, once again striking it against Razer's left knee.

Dropping to one knee, face contorted into an uncomfortable grimace, Razer shakes his head as Shaw comes up behind him and cracks him across the back of the head with the pipe.

Brunswick: "Look at this, Razer is being dominated... Much like Slaughter was when Shaw got his hands on him... Kenny just knows how to deal with the bigger guys"

Resting against the apron, his head throbbing with pain and his knee also beginning to hurt, Razer tries to pull himself up but unfortunately, Kenny isn't quite done with him yet. Slipping in front of Razer, Shaw hooks him up and drops him back forehead first into the ring apron with the Downward Spiral! The strong anti-Razer support in the crowd erupts as the big screen shows the impact once again.

Smith: "Would you look at that... Kenny Busted Razer open!!"

On the white portion of the apron there is a very distinct blood smear and when Razer's body is rolled over onto his back by Shaw, we can see the crimson mask beginning to form on the champion. Pulling Razer up to his feet, Shaw hoists the One Man Army up and rolls him into the ring before getting up onto the apron. Lining him up, Kenny holds the ropes before leaning back and slingshotting himself over into a rolling senton, crashing right across the chest of Razer.

Brunswick: "This doesn't look good for Razer!"

Razer violently jerks forwards from the impact and Shaw, quickly twisting round throws himself across the Enforcer.

One...

Two...

Th...KICKOUT BY RAZER!!!

Close, but not close enough. Shaw was only a split second away from regaining the title which he lost by proxy at Summerfest but the kickout by Razer proves to be a stark reminder of just why the Englishman has never been pinned since he started with the company. Shaking his head and laughing, Shaw knows he has to throw more at the Englishman, but the burning question is how much more?

With a chant of "If ye hate England, Stand Up!" coming round and a decent proprtion of the crowd rising to their feet, Kenny pulls himself up and reaches down for Razer's left leg once more. Pulling him towards the ropes, he rests his ankle on the middle rope before driving his boot into the knee with a big snap kick, drawing a shout of pain from Razer who jerks his leg back and balls up on his side to try and cover the limb to shield it some more. Shaking his head, Razer knows he has to get back into this somehow and quick otherwise his title run will come to a rather disappointing end in front of a crowd who are desperate to see him fail.

Smearing the blood across his face as he wipes it with his forearm, Razer sits himself up and slowly rises back to a vertical base. As he gets to one knee, he winces as he bears weight on it, but pushing up, the One Man Army, blood stained and ready looks to Shaw who begins to stalk him, circling round the ring. Standing his ground, Razer watches as Shaw slowly edges closer before finally committing. Kenny goes low once again, aiming for that knee but Razer is prepared for it. Jumping to his right, Razer narrowly evades the chop block and quickly pivots round on the spot whilst extending his fist, catching Kenny as he rises with a spinning backfist. Whilst not as technically sound as that of Sylvia Wrath, it certainly does the job in creating an opening. As Kenny stumbles backwards, Razer throws his right arm out, hand open and heel angled and finally connects with the big palm heel thrust strike. Knocking Shaw against the ropes, Razer follows up, looking for the Razer kick but Kenny drops down to the canvas and evades it before coming up with a European Uppercut, disrupting the One Man Army's momentum.

Brunswick: "Razer just cannot catch a break here"

Staggering backwards, Razer brings his arms up to a guarded stance as Shaw comes forwards but as he goes for the big leaping knee, Razer manages to catch him, one hand blocking the knee, the other around his throat. Using his free leg, Shaw lashes out, kicking the knee of Razer, prompting the Enforcer to release him from his grasp, but before Kenny can capitalise, Razer grabs him by the back of his head and slams his right knee into Shaw's mid-section.

Smith: "C'mon Kenny, stop messing about, you know what he can do!"

As Shaw doubles over, Razer grabs his wrist. Slipping behind him, looping shaw's arm between his legs and securing it, the Englishman begins the preparations for the "Last Walk In The Light". First the pumphandle lift which elevates them before twisting round and re-adjusting the grip to a traditional powerbomb position before the final sit out powerbomb phase. Three simple steps and probably three seconds from victory.

Or so he thinks.

Razer lifts Shaw up, twisting him round and bringing him up in front of him for the bomb, but before he can even do it, he feels the strain on his left leg. Unable to properly elevate Shaw, Razer half-asses the move, only bombing him and not delivering the full sit out impact finish he is known for before he drops to his knees and winces. Despite the less than effective execution, Shaw still hits the canvas hard, but will it be hard enough?

Brunswick: "If Razer doesn't finish this off soon, he can kiss goodbye to his title. He's been off the pace all match, perhaps you were right Doug... Maybe he can't quite hack it in the big title defenses?"

Shaking his head and pounding the canvas with his fist, Razer looks over at Shaw who lies flat out on his back. Knowing he has to end this now, he goes for the cover.

ONE....

TWO....




THRE.......SHAW KICKS OUT AT 2.9

Smith: "YES! C'MON KENNY, YOU CAN DO IT!!"

No one can believe it. The crowd despite not liking Razer as much due to his nationality are stunned. Only the vocal Siege supporters are in full voice, cheering fanatically. Razer looks to Eric Steele who simply signals the two and the champion doesn't protest it. Instead he just lies down on the canvas and shakes his head. Any other time, that would have worked, the match would have been over and Razer would have had the successful defense, something he has never managed with a top tier title, but this isn't any other time. This is a match where Razer has everything to lose whilst Shaw has everything to gain.

Shaking his head, Razer sits himself up and winces as he gets onto his knees. Pulling himself up to one knee, he balances himself on the canvas with his hands before trying to push up to his feet. Carefully setting his left leg down, the Englishman winces once more. He knows he has to act fast in order to finish this match off, but before he can turn around, the crowd begin to come to life again. Kenny is getting himself back up.

Brunswick: "I can't believe it. I honestly thought Razer had the win right there"

Smith: "And now Shaw is going to seal this... Just watch"

Trying to ignore the pain in his knee, Razer moves towards the sluggish moving Shaw. Grabbing hold of him, the Englishman drags him up before clubbing him with a big forearm strike to the back of the head. Keeping Shaw doubled over, Razer pulls him in tight and loops his arm around Shaw's neck. Bending at the knees, Razer hoists Kenny up vertical but as he lifts him, he feels his knee starting to give. Struggling to keep the elevation, Razer leans slightly, trying to redistribute his weight better but the delay in transitioning from brainbuster to DDT buys Shaw all the time he needs. Letting his legs drop a little, Shaw uses his weight to flip over the back of Razer. Planting a hand on the back of his neck, Kenny twists round as he drops down and pulls both knees up, dragging Razer down to the canvas with a Lungblower!

Brunswick: "Shaw kicks out of the Last Walk In The Light and escapes from the Razerplex with a lungblower... I can't believe what I am seeing here"

Smith: "The universe righting itself... Shaw didn't lose his title, Pat lost it for him. He's simply taking back what is rightfully his"

As both men crash down, Razer's back arches before he rolls down off Shaw and lies face down. The Siege member takes a few deep breaths before he rises to his knees and looks round at the crowd. They too are in disbelief. Having so easily wrote him off before the match, the IED is in full control and ready to explode. Pulling up to his feet, Kenny approaches Razer and grabs him by the legs. Rolling him over onto his back, he lifts Razer's legs up and steps through them. Wrapping the legs round his and twisting Razer over as he turns, Shaw locks in one of the most iconic submissions ever - The Sharpshooter.

Smith: "Ha! Not only is Shaw going to take back his title, but he's going to force Razer to tap out too... Beat him in a place where he isn't liked, humiliate and humble him... Kenny has this all in the bag!"

Reeling from the lungblower still, Razer isn't quite aware of what is going on at first but the sudden jolt of pain in his knee and lower back brings him up to speed rather quickly. With the Sharpshooter in place, virtually in the middle of the ring, Razer realises that in his condition, he has to try and escape it soon or it could end like Blackout did. Grimacing, grunting in pain and shaking his head, the blood stained Englishman clenches his fists and closes his eyes as Eric Steele begins the customary routine of asking if Razer wishes to submit. Shaking his head and swearing defiantly, the One Man Army digs in and tries to pull himself forwards as Kenny cranks up the pressure even more.

Brunswick: "Razer's determined not to give up here, he'd rather black out than tap"

The seconds seem to last for minutes as Razer presses his hands into the canvas and tries to pull himself towards the ropes. Shaw does his best to keep him in one place but the Englishman is just too strong for that. Forced to give up on the restraining battle, Shaw opts for a different approach. If he can't stop Razer crawling, he can just simply stop him moving temporarily. Wrenching the hold some more, Kenny smirks as Razer shouts in pain, stopping his determined advance towards the ropes. Easing up a little, Shaw keeps the hold on as he listens to Razer swearing beneath him.

Once more, Razer begins to drag himself forwards. Inch by inch, Razer shakes his head and grimaces as Kenny tries to ruin his back and knee at the same time. Each agonising second builds the suspense as Razer's advance starts to slow as he gets nearer to the ropes and the way the fans are reacting, it could very well be a huge upset victory for the former champion. With the ropes almost in reach, Razer's arm starts to falter as he reaches for them. His head grows heavy and it starts to drop. Ready to see if he is going to tap or if the match will have to be stopped, Eric Steele gets in position.

Smith: "Just a few more seconds..."

Razer's arm lowers, barely hovering above the canvas. His eyes are growing heavier and he is finding it harder and harder to keep them open. Eric Steele looks just about ready to call time on the match when Razer suddenly raises his head. Eyes wide open, he digs in and makes one last push, reaching out and grabbing the sanctuary provided by the bottom rope.

Brunswick: "He's done it! Razer got the bottom rope!"

The Siege and anti-Razer crowd boo at this, but the neutrals and those south of the wall who made it here tonight erupt into a huge cheer.

Kenny can't believe it. He looks over his shoulder at Razer with the rope defiantly grasped in his hand and tries to milk the hold some more, but he can't. Eric Steele gets right up to him and starts to threaten disqualification if he doesn't release the hold. Realising that a title cannot change hands on a DQ, Shaw releases Razer and gets up. He knows that the time spent in the hold will have took any steam out of the One Man Army and another good shot to his back or leg will finish the job nicely. Backing up, Kenny assesses the situation. He sees Razer roll onto his back and cradle his knee and he notes the distance from the turnbuckle. Everything is perfectly set up for the big finish. Bolting forwards, Kenny rushes the turnbuckle. Ascending the ropes as he runs, he jumps up and extends his legs before rebounding off with the split leg moonsault....


ONLY TO MISS!!!!


At the last possible second, Razer manages to roll just out the way as Kenny hits the canvas hard.

Smith: "GOD DAMN IT KENNY!"

Shaw, face down, kicking his feet into the canvas can't believe it. Razer on the other hand breathes a heavy sigh of relief. Bleeding, battered and in far more pain than anyone anticipated him to be in, the One Man Army reaches into his pocket. Pulling out his bandana, he unrolls it before pulling it tight between both hands for a moment before letting go of it with one hand. Pushing up onto his hands and knees, the Englishman gets to a kneeling position as Kenny begins to push up himself.

Smith: "No Kenny! Stay Down... He's behind you dammit!"

Coming up to one knee, Kenny goes to push up, but as he does, he feels the fabric of Razer's bandana slip round his neck. Feeling it pulling tighter, he instinctively reaches up to free himself, but Razer with one last push of energy pulls him back down and wraps his legs around Shaw's lower half, securing him in a body scissors.

Brunswick: "What a colossal shift in fortunes... Shaw had the match in the palm of his hand, but Razer, out of sheer despiration managed to somehow claw it back"

With the mat based, body scissors variant of the Asphyxiation locked in, Razer uses every ounce of strength he has to keep the Bandana as tight as he possibly can around Kenny's throat. Closing his eyes and trying to control his breathing, Razer hopes this last ditch attempt is enough.

[finisher attempt - bandana choke finisher to Shaw]
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Season 7 of Razer's sig (January 18th - February 17th) results:
1st - Wrath/Joey/Pat 13
2nd - Raz 4
3rd - Ace/NM 3

Best shout of the sig award (season 7):
Wrath: that feeling when you lose a Skittle in a shag carpet
Pat: *Wrath resists urge to go digging for it*
Wrath: I FOUND IT! Now the question remains, do I eat it?
Nox: if skittes werent meant to be eaten off the floor, god wouldn't of given them a candy coated turtle shell

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- With leverage of the bandana on his side, Razer holds his massive grip. Kenny is fading but before he fades out...he just taps on the canvas. He lives to fight another day. Razer on the other hand wins it all.

Undisputed Champion!

Cyanide Champion!

Greenhorn GrandPrix Champion!

RAZER!!!!!
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