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 Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:53 am
the usual display of pyros opens up the show
Mike: Welcome to Implosion. Tonight things get interesting as elimination chamber opponents face off against each other
Janelle: That's right. Robert gets his chance to avenge his loss to chris jericho, and Zarel gets to team with cartwright against HBK and the Undertaker
Mike: That tag match sounds like problems waiting to happen. None of them like each other
Janelle: Makes for good tv. Now let's get on with tonight's show
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:54 am
Oh wah ah ah ah!
Down with the Sickness hits as Jarel Damone walks out onto the stage to an eruption of cheers. Jarel stares out at the crowd for several seconds before heading to the ring.
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome the Dragon Jarel Drako Damone!
Jarel steps into the ring over the top rope and takes up a mic while signalling for the music to cut off. He paces the ring, obviously not in a pleasant mood, noted by the scowl on his face.
"Last week, I was unable to stop an act of cowardice. Last week, Rated RKO not only robbed my little brother of his championship, they gave him a serious concussion so he is unable to compete here tonight and for several weeks to come. What that means is that the so called Viper has slithered his way out of a title match. And what that means is..." He stops and looks into the camera. "....he's gotten himself caught in the eye of the Dragon. Now had you just beat him cleanly, you wouldn't have sparked my attention. The Damone family isn't one to gang up on people, and we don't intervene in each other's problems unless asked to. But what you did was attack a man you had already cheated. You punted him in the head. You took him out of action, and now, I'm going to slowly but surely take you two out. Now I'm out here tonight and I know you two steaming piles of s**t are sitting backstage watching. And knowing you, you're too much of a coward to bring your asses out here. So here's what I'm going to do for you. You can come out here now or you can stay back there and hide. But one thing is for sure. At Darkest Battleground, there will be no running. There will be no hiding. What there will be is pain and suffering for Rated RKO."
Voices hits as Randy Orton and Edge walk out to boos. Orton has the SEWF International championship on his shoulder and a mic in hand. His music dies out ande Orton waits for the boos to die down enough to be heard.
"Was that supposed to intimidate us?" Orton asks. "Because if it was, it failed miserably. You don't have to like me or my methods but the fact is, I'm something you are not, and that's a champion. I beat your pathetic excuse for a brother and i made an example of him. He was weak, and more importantly he was stupid."
Jarel stands in the center of the ring and glares up at Orton.
"You see," Orton continues, "he had a clear advantage at his side. But he never uses her. We on the other hand, used Lita to our advantage on several occasions. Now that she's switched sides, what good is she? I merely used the resources at my disposal to make sure that the championship came to a fitting champion."
Edge takes the mic. "The fact is, your brother should never have been the champion. That belt should have been around my waist. But now, I take great satisfaction in knowing its around the waist of my partner, Randy Orton."
"Are you two idiots done yet?" Jarel asks irritably as the crowd cheers. "Listen, you can try all that self righteous crap another time. We all know you're both a disgrace to that title belt. The fact is, you are nothing more than cowards. You couldn't win fair and square, so you resort to your usual sad sorry a** tactics. Frankly I've had enough out of the both of you. So let's give a little history lesson, shall we?" He points at Orton. "I remember when you thought you made it big in WWE under Vince McMahon. You came up from OVW and scored a win over Bob Holly. You were supposed to be this great third generation superstar. Then you got injured. Then you came back, barely eeked out a win over my former tag team partner, shawn Michaels, and spent the next couple years as the lackey of Triple H until he finally decided you were useless." He points to Edge. "And I remember your debut too, as part of the Brood under the command of Gangrel. You were all suboordinates of the one and only Phenom, the Undertaker. Most importantly, later on when you both thought you were big stars, I remember taking you both to hell, hell in a cell. And as I remember, you were among my 40 victims, weren't you?" he pauses as the crowd cheers. "See, you come out here and you talk a big game, but there's a reason you're both standing your punk asses up there on that stage. You know that I am a legend you can't kill. You know that I am the one man that can leave you a broken and bloody mess in the middle of this ring, and worst of all, you know there isn't a damn thing you can do about it."
"WE ARE NOT AFRAID OF YOU!" Edge shouts in obvious anger. "You are beneath us. You are pathetic, a washed up has been. You are nothing more than a sideshow attraction. It's a miracle you can get a job anywhere. You are not worth the paper your contract is written on!"
Jarel smirks. "Well if that's true, how about you bring your a** down here to the ring?"
Orton takes the mic. "What Edge is saying is that we are not going to waste our time dealing with you."
Jarel brushes his hair back from his face. "Well if you're not coming down here, I'll just have to come up there."
Jarel drops the mic and slides out of the ring, then heads up the stage. Orton and Edge turn and rush backstage
Mike: Rated RKO obviously wants nothing to do with the Dragon.
Janelle: Can't blame them. Jarel is most dangerous when you piss him off, and Orton and Edge certainly did that last week
Jarel heads backstage as the show goes to commercial
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:56 am
Triple H vs Kenneth orman
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:57 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:59 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 12:00 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 12:01 pm
The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...
Sexy Boy hits as the lights flash and the fans cheer. Shawn Michaels walks out onto the stage and looks out at the cheering fans.
"Making his way to the ring, from San Antonio, Texas, weighing in at 225 pounds, the Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels!"
Shawn walks to the center of the ramp and kneels down. As he looks up and raises his arms, pyros shoot off across the stage. Shawn stands up and makes his way down to the ring. He jumps up on the apron and makes his way down to the ring. He jumps up on the apron and steps in the ring, spinning until he stands in the center and strikes his pose. He stands and removes his entrance attire as the music dies out
The lights go out and a gong sounds as the Undertaker's voice comes across the PA, speaking in latin. The Slow Ministry theme begins to play as blue light covers the arena and fog pours in along the ground. The Undertaker steps out onto the stage to an eruption of cheers, with Demon following behind him.
".... from Death Valley, weighing in at 300 pounds, the Undertaker!"
The Undertaker leads the way to the ring, with Demon following expressionlessly. They stop at the end of the ramp, staring into the ring for a few seconds, before the Undertaker turns and walks up the stairs. He stands at the top of the stairs as fog pours around him, then raises his arms and head while rolling his eyes into the back of his head. The lights come out and after a few seconds, he lowers his arms and walks across the apron, then steps into the ring through the ropes. The music dies out as he turns to wait for their opponents
Let the bodies hit the floor,
Let the bodies hit the floor,
Let the bodies hit the.....
FLOOR!
*Bodies by Drowning Pool hits the arena as The Talented One Cartwright makes his way to the ring as the crowd cheers loudly.*
"...from the UK, weighing in at 200lbs, he is The Talented One, The ACW, PAW and OECW Cruiserweight Champion......CARTWRIGHT!"
*Pyro begins to explode behind Cartwright as he raises his arms, with his hands open, taunting the crowd on the ramp!*
One - Nothing wrong with me,
Two - Nothing wrong with me,
Three - Nothing wrong with me,
Four - Nothing wrong with me.
One - Something's got to give,
Two - Something's got to give,
Three - Something's got to give,
NOOOOOOOW!
*Cartwright slides under the bottom rope, climbs the turnbuckle next to him and raises his arms as the crowd continues to cheer.*
Stricken hits the PA as red lights flash and Zarel steps out onto the stage, the SEWF World Championship belt around his waist. The fans erupt as Zarel looks out at them from under his shades. Finally, Zarel turns and heads down to the ring.
"And his partner, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 328 pounds, he is the SEWF World champion, Zarel Damone!"
Zarel walks down the ramp slowly and stops, looking into the ring. Finally he turns and walks up the stairs, then steps in the ring through the ropes. He takes the belt off and walks to the right side of the ring, then raises his fists with the belt in his right hand while flames erupt from the turnbuckles. He turns and walks to the opposite side of the ring again as the flames continue to shoot up from the ringposts. He raises his fists again while the fans continue to cheer. Finally he turns to the center of the ring and hands the belt to the referee, then removes his leather trenchcoat and shades and hands them to an official outside of the ring. the music dies out
Cartwright starts the match for his team and HBK stands on the opposite side.
The two meet in the center of the ring and instantly start exchanging chops. Cart gets the better of this and continues to chop HBK until he gets into the corner. Then HBK and Cart switch posistions and Cart feels some chops to the chest!
HBK whips Cart into the opposites turnbuckle and runs after him. Cart however bounces off the ropes for a Crossbody but HBK counters with a dropkick!
HBK then hammerlocks Cart on the mat, who gets to his feet and then snapmares HBK over him and on to the mat, and then locks in a sleeper!
Mike: Some fine reversal, technical and speed work from both men.
Janelle: Both look even at this point.
Shawn begins to push himself up, then throws some elbows at Cart's gut. Getting free, Shawn attempts to whip him to the ropes but Cartwright reverses, then lowers his head for a back body drop. Shawn counters into a swinging neckbreaker, then goes for a pin.
one...two.
Cartwright kicks out. Shawn pulls him up by his arm and drags him to his corner, then tags in the Undertaker. The crowd cheers as the Phenom steps into the ring and kicks Cartwright in the gut. Shawn releases him and steps out onto the apron as the Undertaker takes hold of Cartwright's arm. The Phenom wrings the arm a few times, then drags Cartwright to the corner and connects with Old School, knocking Cartwright to the mat face first.
Mike: Looks like the Undertaker and Shawn Michaels are working really well as a team.
Janelle: Yeah, but for how long can any of these men cooperate with each other? None of them get along with the other, and the desire to soften the others up before the elimination chamber has to be strong
The Undertaker lets Cartwright stand, then whips him to the ropes and lowers his head for a back body drop. Cartwright grabs the ropes to stop himself, then tags in Zarel. the Undertaker looks up as Zarel comes in and quickly clotheslines him to the mat. The Undertaker recovers quickly and gets up, and Zarel whips him to the ropes. Zarel goes for a boot which the Undertaker ducks. The Phenom hits the ropes again and rebounds back with a flying clothesline, taking Zarel to the mat. The Undertaker rolls to his feet and raises his hand, calling for a chokeslam. Zarel gets up and the Undertaker grabs him by the throat. Zarel kicks him in the gut to get free, then whips him to the ropes again. Zarel looks to hit a back body drop but the Undertaker counters into a running DDT. The Phenom gets up and tags Shawn back in
Mike: These teams are still seemingly even.
Janelle: I'm surprised that this is working out so well.
Shawn climbs the turnbuckle and hits his signature diving elbow drop to Zarel's chest. He gets up and begins to rile up the crowd before tuning up the band for Sweet Chin Music. Zarel gets up and sidesteps the superkick while grabbing Shawn by the throat. From there, he hoists him up and sends him crashing to the mat with a chokeslam. Zarel drops down for the pin.
one...two....thr....
the Undertaker breaks up the pin. As the Phenom steps out of the ring, Zarel pulls Shawn up and drags him to his corner, then tags in Cartwright. Zarel holds Shawn's arms behind him as Cartwright climbs to the top rope, then hits Shawn with a diving axe handle. Zarel lets Shawn fall and steps out onto the apron
Cartwright then lifts HBK to his feet and strikes him with knees to the gut, followed by a european uppercut that takes HBK down to the mat. Cartwright then meets HBK on the mat and strikes him with right hands and striking him with a knee drop across the head.
He goes for a cover but gets a two count!
Cartwright scoop slams HBK and climbs the ropes. He attempts his Cartwright Crush Legdrop but HBK rolls out of the way!
Mike: That was lucky, if Cart hit that it could have been over!
Janelle: Yeah, but Shawn needs to get to the Undertaker. If Zarel makes it in first, the end will be near
Shawn rolls onto his stomach and begins to crawl towards his corner. Cart in turn does the same. Shawn reaches the Phenom and the crowd erupts as he steps into the ring. Cart tags in Zarel and he comes in as well. The two big men run towards each other and meet each other with right hands. the two exchange blows until the Phenom gets the upper hand and backs Zarel into the corner. Taker whips Zarel to the opposite corner, then charges in and hits a splash. He steps back and lets Zarel out, then lifts him onto his shoulder and hits Snake Eyes. Zarel lands on his feet as the Phenom hits the ropes and rebounds with a bigboot. He follows with a leg drop and a pin.
one...two...
Zarel kicks out. Taker pulls him up and attempts to whip him to the ropes but Zarel reverses and counters with a spinebuster. Zarel signals for a chokeslam and Cart tags himself in. Zarel turns and glares at him.
Mike: Uh oh, could there be discension in the ranks?
Janelle: This is not the time to start arguing
The Phenom sits up and gets to his feet, then clotheslines Zarel out over the top rope. Cart climbs to the top and attempts a diving hurricarana on the Phenom. Taker catches him on his shoulders and plants him with the Last Ride. The crowd cheers as the Undertaker pins him.
one...two...three!
The Undertaker's music hits as he gets up.
Announcer: here are your winners, Shawn Michaels and the Undertaker!
Michael: Who would have thought the Undertaker & Shawn Michaels would cooperate better than former tag team partners Zarel & cartwright?
Janelle: Stranger things have happened.
Shawn is standing in his corner, tapping his foot. Taker turns and Shawn attempts to hit him with Sweet chin Music but Taker sidesteps and catches him by the throat, then plants him with a chokeslam. The music dies out as the Phenom stands over him and Zarel slidees into the ring. The Phenom turns and Zarel kicks him in the gut, then plants him with the D-Bomb. Zarel grabs his title belt from the ref as Stricken hits the PA
Mike: The urge to wear down their opponents was too strong and in the end the champion is standing tall.
Janelle: But will he be standing tall at Darkest Battleground?
Zarel steps out of the ring and heads backstage. He stops on the stage and turns back as the Undertaker sits up and gets to his feet. He and Zarel stand, eyes locked, as the show goes off the air
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