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M5: Horestes Girotti© vs. Serial; REF: 'Big' Dick Rogers
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Topic Started: Oct 13 2012, 08:03 AM (990 Views)
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The Inquisition
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Oct 13 2012, 08:03 AM
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Serial
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Oct 13 2012, 06:41 PM
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Saget: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and contested under PRW Rules, and it is for the X-Division Championship!
The sold out Madison Square Garden arena roars as Flux Pavilion’s “I Can’t Stop” hits the sound system and shots of vivid colored lasers rain across the dimmed arena. Serial decked out in blue with orange trim, breaks past the curtain and paces towards the ring, slapping hands while setting his sights on the ring, shuffling his final contemplations before his title fight. The luchador slides into the ring before jumping upon the nearest middle turnbuckle.
Brunswick: Serial had a great performance at Desperate Measures, but was submitted the next night against Patrick Slaughter. While he has had time to rest up and heal his wounds, you have to wonder his mindset as he steps into the ring tonight.
Smith: Well Girotti is a mountain of a test for Serial. I think this will be a serious game of cat and mouse.
Serial jumps off the buckle, before turning his focus to arena's entrance. His moment to claim gold for the first time in ages, is almost upon him.
Saget: From Reseda, California, weighing in at 95.2 kilograms and standing 180 centimeters... He is the challenger. The former Undisputed Champion and current Hall of Famer... The Protested Hero... SSSSERRRIIIAAALLLL!!!!!
Serial raises his hand for a moment, taking in the crowd's cheer before maintaining his focus on the task at hand.
OOC: Best of luck!
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Oct 14 2012, 01:31 PM
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Serial stands in the middle of the ring waiting for his opponent... Suddenly the stage explodes in a firework show with the colours of the italian tricolor and Climbing a Chair to Bed sounds in the arena
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When the fireworks are almost over The Mountaineer emerges from the smoke and the sparks shouting his battlecry
Girotti: VALANGA!!!
He has the X-Division belt on his waist and securely holds in his hand Auntie Marie, the mace that helped him in the previous match
Saget: And his opponent... From Lombardia, Italy... standing 7 ft tall... weight 328 pounds... He's the PRW X-Division champion... "The Mountaineer" Horestes Girotti!!!
The Italian Giant walks along the ramp leading to the ring keeping his mace high above his head. The crowd cheers him very much, but also Serial has its share of supporters...
Brunswick: And Girotti is coming! X-Division championship on the line in this thrilling match here tonight at PRW Uprising!!!
Smith: You're absolutly right Brunsy, a very awaited match... Masked luchador versus the giant, Mexico versus Italy, old school versus strengthful rookie... And all of this with the championship on the line!!!
Brunswick: Wait a minute... Serial comes from California, so tecnically he isn't mexican...
Smith: Shut up Brunsy, don't ruin the momentum!!!
Meanwhile Horestes has reached the ring and after having left Auntie Marie on the ring steps gets on it... Once there he gets on the turnbuckle, grabs the belt from his waist and takes it high above his head, showing the X-Division title to the whole arena...
After that he gets in the middle of the ring and gives the belt to the ref, then looks to Serial for a few seconds... And like he did on PRW 24/7 he holds out his hand to the luchador...
Smith: And again Girotti is showing his admiration for Serial an his incredible career!
Brunswick: No doubt about it, but like The Mountainer said in an interview after the bell the respect will be put aside and the Italian Giant will do his best to retain the championship!!!
The two man stand in the middle of the ring, with Girotti waiting Serial to shake his hand...
(OOC: Best of luck to you too, let's have a great match)
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Oct 16 2012, 01:03 AM
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The challenger in a showcase of sportsmanship, shakes the hand of the champion, much to the admiration of the feisty New Yorkers. The competitors retreat to their respective corners, waiting patiently for the bell to ring. As the bell tolls throughout Madison Square Garden, the gladiators begin the contest with the common ritual of circling the ring. After weeks of anticipation, the two finally connect with more than the palm of their hands as they congregate with a collar-and-elbow grapple! Before The Italian Giant is able to firmly grip his foe with his boulder-sized phalanges, the agile retador slips under the extended wings of Horestes before applying a waistlock from behind the Italian.
Brunswick: And Serial looks to be off to a quick start! What do you think the challenger’s gameplan is going in, Doug?
Smith: To try and leave the ring conscious, or better yet alive. If Girotti can keep him grounded, he has the potential to do serious harm to the Hall of Famer.
Girotti peeks above his swollen trapezius muscles, in an attempt to gauge the coordinates of his sly rival. Confident in his ability, Horestes swings backward with an elbow, which if connected, could have Serial seeing more stars than on the billboards of Broadway. Fortunately for the Immigration Sensation, he is able to telegraph the avalanche of an elbow, and dodge it, before retreating to the adjacent set of ropes. Although his elbow was not on point, Girotti’s consummate power was enough to coerce Serial to break off his submission hold.
Smith: I bet Serial is counting his lucky stars that he didn’t feel the brunt of that one.
Brunswick: Girotti definitely has a consider size and strength advantage, but will the speed and agility of Serial be the difference here tonight?
The luchador paces around the ring, a bit jolted by the force felt from his foe. Cautiously, the SoCal Killa’ draws closer to Girotti, who unwearyingly lingers on his side of the ring, prepared to lock horns once more. The patience of Horestes proves to be nothing more than a ruse however as the Mountaineer rushes forward with a lariat! The amplified arm of the champ slices through nothing sans air as Serial uses his speed to commando roll under the strike and past Girotti who is left searching for the remnants of his adversary.
Brunswick: Serial is avoiding the power of the champion at all costs. I can’t say that I blame him.
Smith: It would be like Serial to run away when the going gets tough. It probably isn’t the first time he’s run away either, if you know what I mean, Brunny.
The X-Division champion turns and finds his enemy on the opposite spectrum of the battle zone. The title bearer’s inability to contain his opponent may soon come to a wrap, as he gaits toward Serial. To the credit of the Protested Hero, Serial does not shy away from his much bigger opponent, gathering closer with his hands unmitigated, as if signaling for a Greco-Roman knuckle lock! An endeavor in which Horestes can surely excel in with his hundred plus pound advantage, the Tyrolean Terror reaches forward in order to fasten knuckles. Once again however, Serial evades Girotti by commando rolling away from his opponent. One must wonder is it timidity on the part of the luchador? Or psychological warfare?
Brunswick: You think Girotti is getting flustered by now? He can’t seem to get his hands on Serial. You think this is part of Serial’s stratagem? It’s hard to hurt what you can’t touch.
Smith: I think he’s just realizing what he got himself into. A match against Girotti can take years off of your career.
The Bearman, who is measured in his turn towards the Hall of Famer, is astonished to find Serial mere inches away from him. Before the Italian Giant can grab hold of his foe and mince him into carne asada, Serial writhes at the barrel-like chest of Girotti with an open-handed chop! While Serial can certainly astonish some with his underrated striking, Girotti does not even flinch in response to the blow. The former Undisputed champion can only watch as the massive man heads advice by shrugging his head, as if to tell him, “NO.”
Brunswick: Horestes looks like he didn’t even feel the chop from Serial.
Smith: Well yeah, the man lives in the mountains and has an anatomy that looks like it was chiseled from stone. A simple strike from the luchador isn’t going to be very effective.
The luchador lowers his center of gravity as Horestes begins to walk him down. Feinting with a commando roll, Girotti is not buying into any of that stock as he B-lines towards Serial. As the Mountaineer pulls into Serial’s orbit, he too compacts his towering figure, before maneuvering left and right, overwhelming the SoCal Killa’ with his range of options. Instead of wavering east or west, Girotti presses straight into the Aerodynamic Assassin, prior to sending him crashing into the rear set of turnbuckles! With his gargantuan pair of hands, the Italian lifts Serial by his shoulders with ease, before sitting him on the top turnbuckle.
Brunswick: What a display of power from Girotti. He lifted all two hundred plus pounds of Serial with his hands alone.
Smith: Two hundred plus? Really Brunny? Was Serial weighed in while wearing wet clothes and a twenty pound vest?
Making certain that the slick luchador has no routes of escape, the X-Division champion wrenches his challenger by his throat and midsection, before pressing him into the air and showing off his freak-like strength to the capacitated crowd. The Italian Giant’s feat of strength is engulfed in flashes from the photographic tendencies of the audience. Not in the ring to show off for the crowd however, the Tyrolean Terror tosses Serial towards the ring lights, sending him crashing faster than NASDAQ! Victim to a gorilla press slam, Serial holds his back in torment, as Girotti panders to the crowd with his signature battlecry…
Girotti: VALANGA!!!
Brunswick: The crowd is going nuts for Girotti!
Smith: Well we are in New York, which is filled with countless imitation Italians. Unlike these guidos, Horestes is the real deal.
The Protested Hero aspires to his feet, holding his lumbar region with one of his hands before stumbling into another corner of the ring. While Serial is only using the buckles to reaffirm his balance, Horestes traps him against the triad of pad covered steel, before winding his hand for a frying pan chop of his own! With more power than the average man can imagine, a chop to the chest of Serial from Girotti could send the luchador's breastbone bolting into his heart! Not wanting to risk any possible organ complications, the SoCal Killa’ scrambles out of the corner, leaving the champion to chop at the top turnbuckle.
Brunswick: Nothing but buckle! Those turnbuckles might have some padding, but at the center of them is nothing but cold, hard steel.
Smith: Sounds like the insides of my last ex-wife.
The Bearman grimaces as rubs his hand in pain, following it’s exchange with the unforgiving turnbuckle. The towering figure twirls out of the corner and right into a pair of boots from his aerial foe by way of a dropkick! Serial had to connect at the peak of his jump, in order to reach the chin of Horestes. Girotti stumbles backwards, using the ropes as helping hands, which are conducive to keeping his skyscraper-like frame from crumbling to the canvas.
Brunswick: And it’s still not enough to knock the champ off his feet! What will Serial have to do next?
Smith: He’s needs to call all his primos to come help him, because he’s not getting the job done on his own.
While Girotti struggles to keep himself standing, Serial lunges towards the adjacent middle rope before springboarding off and twisting into a missile dropkick! The soles of the Hall of Famer smash against the chest of the Tyrolean Terror causing Girotti to stagger in reverse. Somehow, Girotti remains on the balls of his feet, much to the chagrin of the Protested Hero. Girotti holds his chest in his hand, checking for any fresh tattoos which may feature the outsole designs of Serial’s boots.
Brunswick: Somehow Girotti is still on his feet. Talk about the heart of a champion.
Smith: I bet Serial is going to get real desperate, real quickly.
Relentless in his efforts to knock his adversary to the mat, Serial bounces off the ropes once more before surging towards his seemingly wobbly foe. Prior to any sort of offense from the retador, the campeon shows why he’s champ by nullifying the Immigration Sensation’s efforts with a big boot! The force behind the wallop not only drops Serial like a swatted fly, but causes his head to bounce off the mat like a Knickerbocker basketball. The luchador holds his head in both hands before rolling towards the ring’s border. As if the Italian Giant did not have enough a size advantage, Girotti looks significantly taller as he overlooks a fallen yet formidable foe.
Brunswick: Looks like we’re in for a hell of a contest, Doug,
Smith: Not if Girotti has anything to say about that.
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Oct 17 2012, 12:07 PM
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Now that Girotti has gained the upper hand he stares to the masked man for a while... Serial is returning on his feet with the help of the ropes, but The Mountaineer is ready and when the Protested Hero is almost standing he grabs him form behind in a full nelson
Brunswick: What? A full nelson? Is Girotti really trying to submit Serial?
Smith: Probably Brunsy, but I don't think the luchador will tap out so easly...
The Tyrolean Terror struggles for a few seconds to close the lock on his opponent, but the luchador makes the task very difficult to complete. After a few tries The Bearman changes tactic and converts his lock in a full nelson slam, throwing Serial to the ground with no chance to escape! After that Girotti grabs the SoCal Killa' and goes for one of his most distintive moves: Three Peaks...
The Mountaineer lifts with no problems the lighter opponent in the first two german suplexes, but once he's going to execute the third Serial opposes all his forces to escape!!! Girotti is barely able to keep his opponent near enough to lift him in a belly to back suplex, and when the Protested Hero crashes on the ground the big man takes some time catch the breath...
Brunswick: Girotti has grounded Serial again, but the PRW hall of famer has clearly showed that he won't let him retain the title so easly!
Smith: The Protested Hero is transforming every move of The Mountaineer in a challenge, the champ must not get distracted even for a moment to maintain control of the match!
The X-Division champion seems to have realized that the size advantage isn't enough to overcome the luchador, so he decides to attack him while he's on the ground... First the Italian Giant goes for a series of knee drops on Serial's right shoulder, then grabs the corresponding arm and goes for an hammerlock!
Brunswick: WOW! What an hammerlock! This remembers me the finisher of one of the best, if not the best, italian wrestler of all the times: the longest reigning WWWF Champion Bruno Sammartino!
The submission hold is perfectly applied, and now Girotti tightens with all his forces trying to make his opponent to tap out... Serial is overwhelmed by The Mountaneer's weight and strenght and can't escape! The ground fight goes on for over a minute, when the ref notices that the Protested Hero is absolutely still... Immediatly Rogers grabs Serial's free arm and lifts it: the athlete leaves fall to the ground!!!
Smith: WHAT?!? Could Girotti's hammerlock have took Serial unconcious?
Brunswick: Well Girotti is a monster of man, we can't even imagine the pain inflicted by this move!!!
Worried for the condition of the man the ref lifts the arm again, but this time Serial is able to keep it from fall!!! The luchador has collected all his forces in the arm ad thanks to this move is able to reach the rope! Even if near to the final goal Girotti has to break the hold! The Mountaineer doesn't lose time, and after having removed Serial's hand from the rope goes for the pin!
ONE!
TW-NO!!!
Serial kicks out! The SoCal Killa' still in this match! Girotti didn't seem too much convinced in this pin and when his opponent kicks out simply grabs him and sets for another series of german suplexes, seen that the previous was stopped by the reaction of Serial. The Italian Giant lifts the luchador, but once in mid air the masked man escapes from the move and with a backflip he's behind a confused Girotti! Taking advantage of the situation he kicks the Tyrolean Terror on the back of his legs putting him on his knees, and after bouncing on the ropes goes for a BTK that connects perfectly!!! The Mountaineer has suffered the shot and for the first time since the match started falls to the ground!!!
Smith: He did it! Serial has just grounded the X-Division champion! Will he be able to keep him down for the three count?
ONE!
TW-NO!!!
Girotti litteraly pushes his arms up making the SoCal Killa' fly some meters to the side and interupts the count!!! In spite the impressive displat of strengh the big man is struggling to get up, so Serial gets ready for the next move: he climbs up the turnbuckle and waits for Girotti to get up on his feet...
Brunswick: He's gonna fly! We'll see a spectacular move, that's for sure!
The Tyrolean Terror has just regained the standing position, when Serial jumps executing a dragonrana!!! He perfectly land on Girotti's shoulders, but when he tries to flip in the roll up the Italian Giant relies on its weight and is able to lift his opponent ready to strike with a powerbomb!!!
Smith: WHAT?!? HOW TO THE WORLD HE COULD STOP THAT!?!
Girotti will crush down his opponent in a few seconds... Every wrestler would just surrender to the inevitable impact... But not Serial... With a serpentine move he grabs the top rope and when the giant tries to throw him down he's able to lock his legs on the giant head and using all his body is able to make him fall off the ring!!!
Brunswick: And this? You can explain this???
Serial has just throw the giantic X-Division champion off the ring!!! The luchador has just done an incredible move, but in a equally amazing way Girotti slowly returns on his feet in spite the hard shot suffered! Unfortunatly for the big man the positon is perfect for the Aerodynamic Assassin, that goes for a suicide dive grounding the Mountaineer again, even if doing so costs him a rough impact on the floor!
Both wrestlers are on the ground outside the ring, so the ref begin to count them...
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Oct 18 2012, 08:30 PM
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After a brief siesta against the uncomfortable concrete floor, Serial struggles to lift himself to his feet. Sometimes taking to the air can be a double-edged sword. The Immigration Sensation eventually finds himself on the apron, but akin to many horror movies, Girotti shows to be zombie-like in his recovery as grabs hold of a foot of the luchador. The SoCal Killa’ tries his best to break away; clutching the highest rope as Horestes tries to drag him back into the depths of the ringside area. Serial slips his foot from Girotti’s grip, but instead of entering the ring as originally planned, the Aerodynamic Assassin calls an audible as he springs onto the middle rope and moonsaults into locale of the X-Division champion!
Brunswick: Serial takes flight!
Smith: The way Serial takes risks, his career will be over before you can say “Gunnar Wuher.”
Serial’s Asai moonsault while beautiful mid-air, is not forceful enough to drop the pair to the floor. Unfortunately for the retador, the champion is able to halt his momentum by catching him. Now in the Tyrolean Terror’s control, Serial is rammed against the ring apron, back first, before being unceremoniously scoop slammed onto the finely dressed concrete. Girotti glares intensely at his fallen rival, who is favoring his back, before clutching him by his head with both hands. With little challenge from Serial, Girotti hurls his foe beneath the bottom rope and back into the ring. Either due to force or by choice, the Protested Hero rolls to the middle of the squared circle as the Italian Giant follows his target into the ring.
Smith: That’s why they call them “high-risk maneuvers,” Josh, because you have to be real stupid to implement them consistently.
Brunswick: Either way, the champion looks to be taking advantage of Serial’s gamble.
With Serial agonizing over the ache trembling throughout his lumbar region, the Mountaineer grips Serial by his crown before easily thrusting him to his feet. Girotti maintains his grip on his challenger, in order to keep him from collapsing right back to the mat. The champion does this so that he can wind up his free hand before attempting to knock Serial’s block off with a European Uppercut! The SoCal Killa’ pops off his feet and plunges to the canvas, no longer favoring his back, but left to contemplate if he’ll be eating from a straw relatively soon.
Smith: The bigger they are, the bigger the bruise, Brunny.
Brunswick: That was quite the alliteration, Doug, but yeah, I would not want to be Serial right now.
The Immigration Sensation relocates to the nearest edge of the battle zone, reaching for the middle rope in order to attempt to pick himself up to a vertical. Before he is successful, the Bearman interludes by pulling him away from the cables and stabbing at his chest with a knife-edged chop! Serial cannot help but shriek in pain, as he wobbles backwards, eventually stumbling into a wall of turnbuckles. While the corner keeps the Immigration Sensation upright, it also gives him nowhere to run as Girotti closes in.
Brunswick: Girotti is getting really aggressive. You think he is out here to prove a point?
Smith: Well duh, Josh. Serial is quite the name, and with a win, Girotti would definitely catapult in the ranks.
The former Undisputed champion tries to fight off his adversary, but a forearm smash from the luchador only leads to a forearm smash from Girotti. Can you guess whose is more effective? Needless to say, the hundred and forty nine kilograms of mountain strength incapacitates Serial right back into the turnbuckles. The Mountaineer mounts his prey atop the apex of the buckles, before climbing up to the second buckle, himself.
Brunswick: What is Girotti planning on?
Smith: I don’t know, but it can’t be good for that Mexican jumping bean.
Girotti feeds Serial another serving of forearm, for good measure, before applying a front facelock to the luchador. After draping Serial’s nearest arm over his boulder like shoulders, Girotti simply avalanches backwards, while lifting his quarry over his head. While Serial has grown accustomed to taking to the skies, this case is much different. Gravity shows herself to be a harsh mistress, as the duo crash onto the canvas via the superplex! Upon whiplashing off the mat, the Aerodynamic Assassin immediately grabs his lower back area. Serial's lumbar region has felt the brunt of Girotti’s offense this evening and it is beginning to show.
Brunswick: What a superplex! I’m surprised the ring held up.
Smith: Well yeah, this isn’t one of those hecho en Mexico kind of rings. As far as Serial’s back though, that’s probably broken.
The Italian Giant takes a few moments to recover from his attack, not necessarily accustomed to delivering superplexes on a daily basis. There is no cost too high in order to retain the title, however. Elevating to his feet, Girotti instantaneously vultures toward Serial, who is too sidetracked with agony to be concerned with his foe’s locality. The champion zones in from behind his enemy, clawing into Serial’s masked skull before trying to push his brains out by means of a two-handed clawhold! The Protested Hero tries to remove the fingers of the Tyrolean Terror but the pain, along with his severe power disadvantage proves to be overwhelming.
Brunswick: It’s a vise grip! With Girotti’s strength, he could do serious damage to Serial.
Smith: It’s okay, Brunny. I don’t think Serial can get brain damage twice.
The toughness of Serial can never be questioned. That said, Girotti would love to submit Serial in the middle ring, just like Patrick Slaughter. However, the amount of gas the submission hold wears on his arms is too great. Not wanting to be comatose in his upper limbs, Horestes chooses to toss the skull of the SoCal Killa' against the mat, thus breaking his submission. Serial massages the top of his crown, kicking his legs in an attempt to relieve some pain as there is no aspirin in sight.
Brunswick: He didn’t quit, but has the damage been done, Doug?
Smith: Horestes is in fine shape. As long as he doesn’t choke like the Knicks, he’ll be alright.
The Italian paces around the ring to catch his breath while calculating his next move. Although going through a ringer of various holds and submissions, Serial still has fight left in him as pulls up to all fours. The Italian Giant grabs hold of Serial, before tucking his veiled head under his arm, and wrapping Serial’s other appendage around the back of his neck. Since a superplex proved to be so effective earlier, Girotti goes back to torturing the lumbar region of Serial by setting up for a vertical suplex. Girotti presses the luchador into the air, using his monumental strength to freeze the luchador in an upside-down predicament.
Brunswick: By holding him up like that, he is pushing all that sanguine fluid to Serial’s head. And then when he falls back, Serial’s back will take the brunt of it. Way to gameplan.
Smith: Well, he’s Italian, Josh. All the smartest people in the world are Italian.
Brunswick: Oh, because Snooki is quite the scholar?
The crowd gasps as Serial is held in the air for seconds that seem like eternities. This is previous to the sudden crash to the canvas by means of the vicious vertical suplex! Serial bounces off the mat, before immediately searching for the nearest ropes, as he seeks the journey to his feet. Horestes takes his time as he lifts to his full seven foot frame, realizing the condition of his rival. Instead, the X-Division champion confidently rises to a perpendicular arrangement, while watching as Serial vigorously crawls towards a bottom turnbuckle.
Smith: I think the champ is beginning to enjoy himself. I mean there isn’t a brighter spotlight than New York.
Brunswick: You can never count out Serial though. I think Girotti realizes that.
The Tyrolean Terror relocates to the corner opposite of Serial, waiting for the retador to haul himself to his standing arrangement. Just as Serial gets comfortable against the turnbuckles, Girotti bull-rushes his foe before flattening him with a corner splash! The energy sapped from him, the luchador's anatomy shuts down and he crumbles to canvas once again. Girotti does not give his opponent room to breathe however, as he picks him up off the mat. Before Serial can realize his new neighborhood, the Mountaineer presses the masked man above his head before hurling him outside the ring!
Brunswick: Oh my God! Is Serial okay?!?
Smith: Quit being biased by showing concern for an athlete’s well-being. This isn’t the NFL.
The New York fans are in shock had not seen someone crash and burn in that sort of nature since A-Rod circa the 2012 postseason. Serial is unresponsive as the ref begins to count him out. Rather than wait for a ten count, Girotti exits the ring and heads towards the scene of the crime. Horestes once again grabs Serial by his head before dragging him towards a corner post. The X-Division title holder presses Serial’s head against the steel post before forearming Serial at his jawline. The back of the Protested Hero’s head rings against the unforgiving steel as his mouth is wrecked via the strike.
Smith: How is Serial even standing at this point?
Brunswick: He’s running on pure heart, Doug. He can’t have that much left in him.
With Serial leaning against the post, the Bearman reverses his stride to build distance before dashing forward with the intention of crushing the luchador. Girotti goes all-in with a plunge forward, but Serial has just enough oomph to remove himself from his arrangement. Horestes collides with nothing but remorseless steel! The fender-bender is enough to drop the champion, as Serial finally has an opportunity to be something more than a punching bag.
Brunswick: That was quite the impact that Girotti had. Can Serial capitalize?
Smith: Oh, I bet Serial knows all about stealing opportunities. I mean he is Mexican.
As the current champ tries to reclaim his equilibrium, Serial climbs onto the apron, slowly but surely climbing the turnbuckles. What would normally take a blink of an eye, is taking much longer as Serial has taken more punishment than an S&M convention. Once atop the highest turnbuckle, the Aerodynamic Assassin waits for mark to reach his bearings. Upon Girotti’s arrival to a vertical, Serial pulls the trigger on his aerial strategy, launching with his body fully extended via a plancha! Although Girotti was able to catch him earlier this evening, the added space creates more momentum, which equates to more force behind the airborne offense. The plancha drops both the seven foot giant as well as the aggressor, as the referee looks confused inside the ring. Not wanting to count out both participants, he simply allows the fight to continue in its current location.
Brunswick: This is pure, unadulterated chaos!
Smith: That ref should be counting them out, instead he’s letting them fight it out. Talk about unethical. What about the health and well-being of the athletes?
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Oct 21 2012, 12:13 PM
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Both the athletes are on the ground and the ref looks at them with interrogative look
Brunswick: Not an easy situation for Rogers...
After a few seconds in wich the contenders don't seem to have the strength to rise again Rogers begins the count
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
None of the two man does something more than stay on the ground in pain...
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Both the athletes are on the ground and the ref looks at them with interrogative look
Brunswick: Not an easy situation for Rogers...
After a few seconds in wich the contenders don't seem to have the strength to rise again Rogers begins the count
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
None of the two man does something more than stay on the ground in pain...
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
After some time to recover Serial finds the strenth necessary to litteraly crawl in Girotti's direction, but the ref doesn't stop the count!!!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
With a sparkle of resiude energy the masked luchador reaches the big man and lays going for an pin! The ref immediatly stops his ten count and getrs near to the two atheltes to go dor a three count!!!
ONE!
TWO!
THR... NO!!!
GIROTTI KICKS OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!!!
Smith: GIROTTI KICKS OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!!!
Brunswick: Seems that the giant isn't finished yet! But how long he can resist?
The SoCal Killa' Can't belive to his own eyes, so he goes for the pin agian three times gaining only three different one count!
Frustrated the smaller man punches the giant on the face repeatedly and the againg goes for the pin
ONE!
TW...NO!
Again Girotti kicks out!!!
Brunswick: At this time Serial looks a bit frustrated...
Smith: Who would not be?
After many failed pin attempts serial sits near the big man staring at him while catching his breath... After that he returns on his feet and waits Girotti to be in position for a running crossbody! The big man slowly returns on his feet with the help of the ropes and then the Immigration Sensation goes for his move...
The cross body strikes perfectly, but the Tyrolean Terror insted of fall to the ground grabs his opponent in mid air!!! A few second later, as if this display of strength wasn't enough, he lifts the Protested Hero with a gorilla press and then smashes him on the ring with no mercy!!!
Smith: What the hell! This Mountaineer seems to be unstoppable!!!
Girotti has regained the upper hand in the match and now is waiting for his opponent to return on his feet, clearly in position to strike with a chockeslam!!!
Serial slowly returns standing and immediatly Girottis hand is on him, but the masked man dodges the attack lowering his head! Having the possibility to take the champ by surprise he goes for a superkick directed to his opponent's head but the Mountaineer, like if he expected the counterattack, dodges in turn and once behind the SoCal Killa' grabs him with an inverted chokeslam facebuster grounding the PRW hall of famer again!!!
Brunswick: Not only unstoppable, but also quick in learning his opponent's ability! He has dodged a vicious superkick with an exellent move!!!
With the challenger on the ground Girotti turns his attention to the crowd... Everybody in the arena is expecting his signature battlecry announcing the Italian Avalanche, but instead the big man opens his arms like a pair of wings announcin the Hawkcrash!!!
Smith: The Hawkcrash?!? Oh my god!!! 328 pounds of human body flying in a diving headbutt!!!
After that Girotti gains a corner and clumbs the turnbuckle... He's almost ready for the move, but he hasn't realized that in the meanwhile Serial as regained some strenght, enought to return on his feet and kick the top rope, making the Italian Giant to loose the balance and fall on the turnbuckle in a terrible low bow!!!
Brunswick: AUCH!!! I don't think we'll ever see some "little" Mountaineers after that shot...
The X-Division Champion is now on the turnbuckle in pain an the challenger doesn't lose time, kicking him off the ring with a superkick!!! Girotti is now on the ground screaming in pain, while Serial still on the ring, even if badly damaged by the previous shots...
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Oct 22 2012, 04:51 PM
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The Aerodynamic Assassin shakes out the proverbial cobwebs as Girotti begins to fight to his feet. Seeing his foe approaching his full seven foot stance, Serial whips towards the opposite side of the ring and bolts off the ropes before thundering towards the champion. The Protested Hero hurdles over the ring border’s highest rope before front flipping and crashing back first upon the Mountaineer! Once again, the pair is washed away onto the concrete floor. The crowd goes wild in appreciation of the warriors sacrificing their bodies over a few ounces of gold.
Brunswick: Tope con Giro! And Serial has just wiped out Girotti!
Smith: Well Serial isn’t looking too good himself. After all that punishment, he isn’t exactly doing his body any favors by diving to the outside.
The competitors fight through their obvious pain in order to ascend to their feet. Serial’s lack of size proves to be the difference as the two race to their feet. The hundred plus pounds of Girotti, mean that his heart has to work that much harder in order to supply oxygen to his entire body. The SoCal Killa’ bobs toward the apron, eventually settling against it, before popping himself onto it. As Girotti now begins to elevate to his feet, Serial rolls inside the ring, thus winning the race. Serial spoils himself with a few extra moments to catch his breath as Horestes struggles to dig under the bottom rope and enter the ring.
Smith: That is pretty cowardish of Serial to be ambushing the champion like that.
Brunswick: Cowardish? What else is he supposed to do? Girotti has the obvious size and strength advantage.
The Lombardian stacks himself against the ropes and hauls to his feet. His attacked upon arrival however, as Serial greets him with a double ax handle. Girotti stumbles against the colorful cables, ensnared while the relentless retador thrashes at the barrel chest of the champion with a slicing knife-edged chop! The Immigration Sensation winds his arm backward before pitching forward with a forehanded chop, which continues the scrapping at the Italian Giant’s pectorals!
Brunswick: Serial is chopping away at the champion. You think he’ll yell “timber” if Horestes crumbles to the canvas?
Smith: Does Mexico even have lumberjacks? I figured they just steal the wood from the United States, or produce their own knock-off wood.
As the Protested Hero begins to rally in his offense, he perhaps becomes overconfident as he attempts to Irish whip the Mountaineer off into the distance. Although groggy, the champ’s size and power is still too much for Serial, as Horestes reverses the fling, instead sending the luchador spiraling across the ring. On his return, the SoCal Killa’ jumps forward, twisting a hundred and eighty degrees before seizing a wheelbarrow bodyscissors around the enormous torso of the title holder. With his hands now kissing the canvas, Serial pushes off into the air while releasing his grip around the champ’s body. At the peak of his flight, the Immigration Sensation confines the watermelon sized head of Horestes before falling forward to the canvas with a bulldog!
Brunswick: Wheelbarrow bulldog! And that’s why you can never count Serial out of any match!
Smith: Quit being so biased Brunny. Call it down the middle, already.
The bulldog is the perfect narrative for Serial in this title fight. Serial is not the biggest dog in this fight, but proves it is not the size of the dog that matters, but rather the size of the fight in the dog. The Protested Hero soars to his feet, before flipping his adversary to a supine arrangement. With Girotti flat against the mat, Serial paces towards the ropes parallel to his opponent. The Aerodynamic Assassin springs onto the middle rope, before backflipping towards his target. Girotti rolls away from the bulls-eye as Serial soars in the air, hoping for the luchador to crash and burn. However, Serial lands on his feet following his quebrada, and simply performs a standing moonsault before landing on point! Arriving flush in a pinning arrangement, Serial simply hooks a leg as the ref is called into duty.
ONE!
Brunswick: NOT EVEN A TWO COUNT!
Smith: Were you expecting something more?
Serial grins in shock as the Bearman pushes him off before even a two count. It is easy to be disappointed after a close pin, but this was not the case. The attempt at his gold revives the thundering giant as he lifts to a seated position. The gladiators elevate to a standing predicament simultaneously, allowing the contest to continue on. The challenger hastily charges toward the Italian Giant, who tries to flatten the luchador with a clothesline. Serial is able to duck the extended wing before scurrying to the ropes behind Girotti. After coiling off the border of the ring, the former Undisputed champion attempts a diving forearm, but is instead caught by the Tyrolean Terror! Horestes spins to the canvas, slamming Serial to the mat with a powerslam! Landing atop his foe in a lateral press, Girotti remains on top of his opponent for the official’s count.
ONE..
TWO…
THR—
Brunswick: Serial kicked out! He kicked out! How did he kick out?
Smith: He should have just stayed down and lived to fight another day. Who knows what Girotti is going to do to him now.
Girotti shoots out three fingers to the official, wondering if perhaps this contest is over. Rogers confirms the count with the champion, acknowledging that the match isn’t over by holding two fingers in the air. A little flustered that he was a breath away from successfully defending his title, Girotti takes his frustrations out on the challenger. The Mountaineer clutches his rival and lugs him to his feet, before hurling him into the nearest triad of turnbuckles. A testament to his power and brutality, the X-Divison champion forcefully Irish whips Serial into the opposite corner. Almost like a crash test dummy sent into a brick wall, Serial has no sort of safety belt as he smashes into the barrier of buckles. The Protested Hero simply descends to the canvas as the champ strides towards him.
Smith: Oh, Girotti mad. I’d say he mad.
Brunswick: Serial is out. I’ve never seen someone thrown to the turnbuckles with such force.
Rather than play with Serial’s lifeless body, Girotti hops over it, before climbing onto the middle turnbuckle, while gripping the top rope. The Bearman soars out of the corner by throwing his legs and body outwards before releasing his grip on the ropes. All one hundred and forty nine kilograms of (anything but little) Italy crush the body of his challenger with the corner slingshot splash! Once again, Girotti remains blanketed over his foe, still awaiting the ref to slap the canvas three consecutive times.
ONE...
TWO…
THR—
Smith: Why did the referee stop counting?!? It's a damn conspiracy!
The frustration of Girotti really sets in as the slick veteran of the ring, slides a foot on the bottom rope, calling for a rope break. Horestes, not wanting any more trickery from the luchador, drags his foe to the center of the ring, before requesting Serial to get up. Remaining motionless, the SoCal Killa’ cannot fulfill Girotti’s request . The Mountaineer attempts to lift Serial by his shoulders, but the sweaty torso of his foe simply slips out of his hands and right back to the canvas. Concluding that all Serial needs is the fork to be stuck in him to be done, Horestes cuts at his throat, signaling that the end may be near. Lifting the Aerodynamic Assassin to his feet by means of his mask, Girotti then applies a front facelock before placing Serial’s closest arm over his shoulder. Setting up for the Italian Avalance, Girotti is caught off-guard as the luchador hooks the champ’s legs with Serial’s own legs and arm, before falling back into an inside cradle. Big things sometimes do end up in small packages as Girotti proves, but can he escape the pinning predicament before the three?
ONE…
TWO…
THR—
Brunswick: GIROTTI GETS HIS SHOULDER UP! WE WERE THAT CLOSE TO HAVING A NEW X-DIVISION CHAMPION!
Smith: Was Serial playing possum? Or did he revive like the cockroach that he is?
Girotti gets a shoulder off the mat before the three, as the crowd goes wild at the thought of the title a mere instant away from changing hands. Horestes drifts to his seat, simply astonished, as Serial goes back to the lifeless form he was mere moments ago.
Brunswick: I think that was pure adrenaline Doug. Serial isn’t looking much healthier that he did before the small package.
Smith: Well, I can’t argue with you, Josh, I mean, if anyone knows anything about small packages, it’d be you.
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Oct 24 2012, 12:42 AM
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The X-Division champion has just escaped from an unpredictable pin attempt, and now is staring at his apparently forceless opponent... The Mountaineer seems to study the masked luchador to predict any other surprise move...
Smith: And now Girotti seems to be afraid to approach Serial...
Brunswick: More than understandable, when the masked man looked defeated he came out with an impressive surprise pin! Now the champion is alert...
Girotti stares at him for some other seconds, then rolls off the ring and goes straight in the direciton of the the object that can quit the contest: Auntie Marie, his mace!!!
Brunswick: AUNTIE MARIE COMES INTO PLAY!!!
Smith: Serial should get up soon if he wants to survive to that mace...
In the meantime The Bearman has reached the weapon and now looks at the mace smiling... He immediatly rolls on the ring an looks for Serial, but more unpredictably than ever the Aerodynamic Assassin is returned on his feet and strikes with an enzuigiri kick!!!
The giant is again caught by surprise and falls on his knees losing the grip on the mace so the challenger takes advantage and runs to the ropes...Then jumps on them an executes a lionsault falling on Girotti's back! Serial's weight isn't even paragonable to Girotti's one, but the shot seem to have affected the Mountaineer that remains on the ground keeping an hand on the injured back...
Brunswick: Serial is incredible, seem that this mexican has seven lifes!!!
Smith: Again Girotti was too sure of himself and gave his back to his opponent... And now that can cost him the match and the title!!!
Serial returns on his feet with the help of the ropes... When he realizes that Girotti still on the ground he gets near to one of the turnbuckle and slowly climbs it!!!
The Mountaineer is unaware of his opponent position, so he remains exactly where the SoCal Killa' wants him... In a few seconds Serial is ready and jumps from the turnbuckle executing his famous Chicano Genocide!!!
Smith: THAT'S IT! CHICANO GENOCIDE!!! GIROTTI CAN'T ESCAPE!!!
The moonsault is perfectly executed and after spinning in mid air many times he strikes on the champion! The finisher has been perfectly applied and now the challanger goes for an almost certain pin...
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Smith: Here we go, we have a new champion!!!
THR... INCREDIBLY NO!!! GIROTTI KICKS OUT WITH HIS LAST FORCES!!!
Smith: WHAT!?!
Brunswick: GIROTTI STILL WITH US!!!
The Aerodynamic Assassin can't belive it. He slowly returns on his feet keeping his hands on his "hairs" and stares at the champion lying on the floor... The challenger has used one of his best moves but the Tyrolean Terror escaped to what seemed to be a written fate!
Not knowing how to proceed to defeat the giant Serial reaches the opposite corner and waits Girotti to try to return on his feet, apparently ready to strike with another BTK. The Mountaineer remains on the ground for a few seconds to recover, then begins the difficult way up on his feet...
Serial is ready sto strike and once the Bearman has reached the right height runs through him to strike... But the giant dodges the foot and immediatly counterattacks with a spear!!!
Brunswick: AUCH!!! This time Serial is the surprised one!
With the masked man on the ground Girotti has gained some time that he uses to reach his mace... He grabs the weapon then slowly returns on his feet, only to begin to savagely strike the defenseless Serial on his back and shoulders!!!
Smith: OH MY GOD!!! What a barbaric and vicious move!
Brunswick: Girotti seem to be tired of Serial's resurrections and now is ensuring that he won't raise again!
After a few shots the ref courageously intervenes and is able to stop the Mountaineer rampage.The big man then leaves his mace on the ground, only to grab his harmless opponent and take him to the standing position. The two are now face to face, the luchador is barely able to mantain this position while the giant, even if badly injured, smiles at him...
Even if almost harmless the PRW hall of famer still has some force and tries to punch Girotti in face, but the X-Division champion is able to stop his shot with only one hand! The Tyrolean Terror then decides to quit the contest and before he's opponent can even think another move he quickly locks him in the Alps Crag!!!
Smith: THE ALPS CRAG!?! NOW SERIAL IS IN A VERY BAD POSITION!!!
Brunswick: GIROTTI CAN WIN WITH THIS ONE!!!
The bearhug is locked and Serial screams in pain... Until now the luchador has demonstrated a great strength and willpower, but now he's too far from the ropes to interrupt the submission, his few residual forces seem insufficient to break it and the wounds inflicted previously by Auntie Marie have compromised his back very seriously...
(TBC by the ref, submission attempt with the finisher "Alps Crag")
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Oct 28 2012, 02:50 PM
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The Immigration Sensation screams out with diminishing volume as the Italian giant squeezes him like a Burmese python, trying to put the finishing touch on a battered opponent with a devastating maneuver deep from wrestling history. The human marvel Horestes Girotti holds Serial more than a foot off the ground as he binds his arms around the challenger’s ribcage, crushing his comparatively little lungs and vital organs as the Chicano most certainly feels the pressure.
Kicking, nudging, and finally dangling his legs Serial is starting to flatline in the hold, and even his mask can’t conceal the incredible pain on his face. The Hall of Famer bats at the Mountaineer’s head in a last desperate effort, conking him with elbows and forearm shivers but they are to no avail. The Tyrolean Terror isn’t giving up his position for anything, squeezing his arms tighter until his hands are nearly touching his elbows.
Serial’s struggling grows weaker, and fainter, and finally ceases as the referee grabs his hand to check on his condition.
Rather than tap the big man’s shoulder or verbally concede defeat the SoCal Killa fought to the bitter end, his heart not letting him surrender.
The referee pulls Serial’s limp arm up as high as he can (which really ain’t that high ‘cause Girotti’s got ‘em up there) and then lets it drop, watching as the hand free falls.
One!
Through gritting teeth Horestes Girotti keeps his arms tight, his own muscles burning as he refuses to give his challenger even in inch of slack. The Referee raises Serial’s hand up again, letting it drop one more time as the limb falls lifeless to the side!
TWO!!
It’s crunch time here as the referee holds the hand up for a third time, stretching out Serial’s limp arm before letting it fall on it’s own!
THR/NO!!!
The hand drops but then shoots back up! There’s a burst of cheers from the stands in the Garden as the Chicano Hero spasms back to life, his arm lifting up in the air as his other limbs kick and shake. Serial growls out as pure animal instincts try to save him from this dangerous trap, not even thinking so much as reacting as he squirms in Girotti’s arms.
The Champion yells as he tries to lock the hold in tighter, but Serial’s desperate gyrations are making that a difficult task as his grip becomes more challenging to maintain. Slowly Serial slinks down lower in Girotti’s grasp, almost ready to slip out of it. The challenger shakes, rattles, and rolls his body to slither out of Horestes’ hold, kicking his legs out until the sweat and exhausting just becomes too much for the Champion to handle.
Just an opening of a few inches is all Serial needs to finally escape, dropping to the canvas at Girotti’s feet like a fallen sack of groceries! The Chicano may be out of the frying pan now, but with the hulking European lording above him he isn’t out of the fire just yet!
This match continues!
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[OOC] I’m so sorry you guys didn’t get a ref call for so long, I’ll be watching this thread closely from now on and will make calls as soon as I can.
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