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 Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2023 10:45 pm
The arena was packed with fans waiting eagerly to watch Unforgiven play out, anxious for action that only the WWFG could provide! As folks found their way down to their seats, the audience would have their attention drawn by a voice broadcast across the PA system, recognizing it as that of Salem Croft! Looking to the titantron and stage, however, they were found blank and empty, Salem speaking to the crowd from an unknown location!
"Ladies and Gentlemen..." he started, still nowhere to be seen. "Introducing your NEW WWFG WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS..." he continued, pausing while the fans grew excited by the proclamation. "Erynys Reich...Salem Croft...we are the SAVAGE SONS! IT'S SHOWTIIIIIME!"
With that declaration, the stage suddenly erupted in a dazzling display of fireworks, plumes of colorful sparks igniting the fascination of the crowd and drawing their attention towards the platform, where two figures now marched out onto! Eryn, the big, brutal German, stood alongside Salem, who carried his daughter Kyra upon his shoulders! In her small hands she held both tag team championships, lifting them high as she beamed with her father, posing for the cameras alongside her daddy while the festival of lights erupted around them!
Starting down the ramp, microphone in hand, Salem and Eryn greeted and thanked fans along the railings for coming out and showing their support, Kyra perched with the belts and offering fans pictures with them! The crowd was as fired up as the stage had been just moments ago, eager to see the new champs make their debut together, cheering as they made a lap around the ringside barricades before heading up the ring steps! Setting Kyra down over the tip rope and onto the canvas, the little girl wildly spun with the titles raised high as Salem and Eryn stepped into the squared circle!
Giving his daughter a hug and his partner a fist-bump, Salem stood in the center of the ring and couldn't hold back a grin as the crowd dualed itself with chants of "YOU DESERVE IT!" and "SAVAGE SONS!" Holding the microphone up, Salem looked a little flustered, almost embarrassed by the show of affection from the fans as he waited for the crowd noise to quiet down before speaking!
"You know...that means a lot to me, thank you, because to be honest, I didn't know the moment would ever come where I was standing in a WWFG ring and could call myself a champion, here. For ten long years, I've been climbing this mountain, as the "M.W. Deuce", as the "Change Jar Superstar", as "The Copperhead", Hell, sometimes as the owner of the company. Made more friends and enemies than I could remember, lost my way climbing up that mountain so many times, I didn't know if I could ever reach the peak. But when I didn't believe in myself, when I thought I couldn't keep climbing...I found family that believed in me along the way." he said, turning to smile at Eryn and Kyra alongside him, the crowd applauding briefly.
"And now, I've stomped that mountain into a stepping stone, and from the bottom of my heart, I just want to say 'thank you'."
The crowd popped once more as Salem nodded and looked around the venue at the thousands of cheering supporters, pausing to collect himself a second as the sentimental moment sunk in.
"Thank you to the fans, who never stopped putting their faith in me. Thank you to my friends, who had my back when all I had was the shirt on it. Even Cartwright, I want to thank -" he started, but an overwhelming chorus of boos rained down at the mention of the owner, interrupting Salem who had to talk over the crowd momentarily to get his point across.
"YES, EVEN CARTWRIGHT, because even though he used to be my closest friend, even though he almost ended my career, even though he has gone out of his way to make my life Hell for years now, those flames I walked through only stoked the fire in my heart stronger, it forged me into a better person! Despite trying to step on guys like me, and Eryn, and Trent, we've shown that no matter what, whether you're a rookie, a butler, or just some guy most people gave up on, it's never too early or late to achieve your dreams! And without friends like this, family like this, I wouldn't be standing here today, so once again, like a broken record...thank you, so much."
The crowd cheered loudly after Salem's heartfelt gesture, the man turning to Eryn and handing him the microphone before sharing a hug with his partner! Moving to Kyra, Salem squeezed the little girl tight and kissed her cheek, lifting her up onto his hip as she carried one belt, the other now being draped by Salem over Eryn's shoulder before "Showtime" patted the faceplate and gave Reich some space, needing a moment to pace around the ropes with his daughter to gather himself while letting Erynys say his peace!
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2023 12:41 pm
Reich lifted the mic and he paused as the crowd went nuts. He stopped and smiled and waited for the crowd to settle before he began.
"Salem is quite right. Thank you for the support. It means the world to us and not only do I want to thank all of you and all the support we received from everyone in the back, but I also wanted to thank The Syndicate"
A chorus of boos echoed through the arena and he held his hands up. "I can understand the hard feelings, but we actually owe them a debt, because without them, we wouldn't have been ready for this. We would have become unprepared champions. This adversity was a blessing in disguise. It was a blessing worth struggling and bleeding for..." he pointed at the gashes on his head.
He kept his eyes locked on the camera as he continued. "Marcus.....Blaze....it was a honor to share the field of battle with you and I'm sure you'll be wanting a rubber match...your rematch. To that I say, you want your rematch, when you return, we'll take it under consideration."
"Now, I know that with these titles, comes a caveat; a big giant red bullseye on our backs because we know that every team wants to knock us off the mountain. And Hell, we welcome the challenge, so whomever wants to step up, come on out."
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2023 3:59 pm
BANG BANG!
The lights go out in the arena and the crowd erupts in cheers.
A loud car crash sound effect is heard, followed by the opening riff of “Wreck” by Jim Johnston.
The titantron flashes with images of Mick Foley’s career highlights, including his three faces: Cactus Jack, Mankind and Dude Love.
The words “HAVE A NICE DAY” appear on the screen in bright yellow.
A spotlight shines on the stage, where Mick Foley emerges wearing a red and black flannel shirt, ripped jeans and brown boots.
He has a smile on his face and a sock puppet named Mr. Socko in his left hand.
He stops at the entrance ramp as he receives a microphone from a member of the ringside crew.
He looks towards the fans as his theme music fades-out.
He smiles as the crowd are chanting his surname.
Crowd: "FOLEY!
FOLEY!
FOLEY!"
Foley: "Thank you everyone.
It's great to be here, in Detroit!"
The cheap pop for the town works every time.
Foley: "Savage Sons, congratulations on your victory at Summerslam.
I know how much it means to the two of you.
But there is something that I have to do as the WWFG General Manager."
The crowd wonders what Mick Foley has to do as his smile drops.
Foley: "You see, at Vengeance, there was a Main Event match pitting Salem Croft against Rex Kobra.
I thought that I was doing the right thing by removing Rex's serpent cult from ringside and counting pins, as the referee was out of action.
But my boss disagreed with it...."
The crowd loudly boos as they know who Mick Foley is talking about.
They even begin a chant.
Crowd: "CARTWRIGHT SUCKS!
CARTWRIGHT SUCKS!
CARTWRIGHT SUCKS!"
Foley: "...and now I am being punished...."
The crowd boos even louder at anyone being mean to Mick Foley.
Foley: "...by being made to announce this to you both right now."
Mick Foley's face shows that he is doing this with a heavy heart.
Foley: "Savage Sons, by order of the WWFG Owner, Cartwright, you are forced to defend your newly won WWFG World Tag Team Championships....every single show."
The crowd wildly boos, they don't think that this is fair.
Foley: "Here are your opponents for tonight."
Mick Foley says matter of factly as he waits on the entrance ramp.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2023 9:56 pm
"Welcome back"
'If Rain is What You Want' would hit the PA System. The lights would dim down. The slow hum radiating through the arena as smoke would billow on top of the stage.
JR: "By god, there is no way this is happening right now!"
King: "It looks like Cartwright is sending in the cavalry!"
It's been years since anyone could be a friend
It's the fear that kills the feeling in the end
Can we face it? Can we shape it? Can we really die?
If rain is what you want, all you have to do is close your eyes
Just close your eyes
I am watching resurrection start to crawl
Is there any chance in hell? Any chance at all?
Do we need it? Do we see it? Is it really there?
If rain is what you want, then take your seats, enjoy the fall
Enjoy the fall
The breakdown would happen as two figures would emerge from the smoke. It was Omen and the Butler. The two men who recently went over Power were building a full head of steam going into this match. Omen, who was a threat all by himself. As well as the Butler one of Cartwright's greatest creations. The duo seemed unlikely, but have united to make something special inside the ring!
JR: "I still can't believe the size of this 'Freak', as you would, in front of us!"
King: "The Boss knows best, and there is no doubting that Savage Sons are going into this at less than 100%"
JR: "That is the name of the game, especially when you are not in the favor of 'The Boss'."
Omen and The Butler would reach ringside. Making their way along the stairs and entering the ring. The Butler staring at those titles that the Savage Sons held and was anxious to reclaim those titles once again. Meanwhile, Omen would stare down Erynys and Salem like pieces of meat that were waiting for him to ravage them.
Both men would make their way to their corner with their eyes on their prizes. Waiting for the impromptu match to begin
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2023 3:14 pm
The champions appear to be in a state of shock right now, so The Butler asks for a microphone as he stands in the corner with Omen.
Butler: "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the number one contenders for the tag team titles: The Butler and The Beast!
Yes, you heard that right, The Butler and The Beast are here to take on the reigning champions, these Savage Sons scum.
And they are not here to serve tea and crumpets, they are here to serve a beating and to take titles!"
The crowd loudly boos The Butler, who shows no care for their opinion.
Butler: "The Butler is a master of mind games and manipulation, using his wit and charm to get under the skin of his opponents.
He is arrogant, cocky and ruthless, and he believes he is superior to everyone else.
He has proven this by defeating Power and running Pineapple Carter and Blood Orange out of the World Wrestling Federation Guild!"
The Butler pauses for applause that doesn't come, these people don't know greatness when they see it.
Butler: "The Beast is Omen, a giant freak of nature who stands at over seven feet tall and weighs over four hundred pounds.
Omen is a silent and mysterious figure who wears a mask to hide his face.
He is a powerhouse who can crush anyone with his brute strength.
He is loyal to me, who found him in an abandoned asylum and took him under his wing.
He is obedient, loyal and savage, and he follows my orders without question."
Omen stands and nods respectfully towards The Butler.
Butler: "Together, they form a formidable duo who have shocked the wrestling world with their sudden appearance and challenge.
They have no respect for the Savage Sons, who they see as unworthy champions who got lucky at Summerslam.
We have no fear of anyone or anything and we are confident that we will walk out of this arena with the gold around our waists."
The Butler makes a belt motion around his waist.
Butler: "So get ready for the most epic clash of the show: The Butler and The Beast versus the Savage Sons for the WWFG World Tag Team Championships!"
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2023 5:07 pm
Salem and Erynys listened as Saint Mick explained the situation, "Showtime" unable to harbor bitterness towards the GM that helped motivate him to start wrestling. He was doing his job, and while he may have done the right thing helping out, no good deed goes unpunished, as they say. But as The Butler and Omen stepped out, the "Gypsy Savage" instinctively tucked Kyra behind him, protectively putting himself between the approaching brutes and his daughter.
Listening to The Butler declare their superiority, Salem waited until the man was finished, reflecting in the meantime on his past association with Omen in Salem's Lot - a stable he'd created after The Pride during times he was less than noble, with a darker and emptier heart. The big man rivaled Erynys in size, and their time apart hadn't changed the imposing stature that the silent giant possessed, nor his attitude it seemed. But though Salem stared at the gargantuan, he had no words for them until after The Butler was done grandstanding, the crowd booing loudly while "The Copperhead" turned to his daughter and gently picked her up.
Carrying her gingerly out of the ring, Salem strode over towards the timekeeper's table, folding a chair out and sitting Kyra down with a kiss on the forehead and a ruffle of her hair. Looking into her eyes, he said something brief and unintelligible to anyone but her, before giving a nod to the nearby security guard, understanding passing between them. Walking back over to the ring, Salem ascended the stairs and rejoined his partner, tapping him on the side as they stood shoulder to shoulder and taking the microphone from Erynys.
"You know...I figured that Carty would pull something like this the moment I got ahead, the moment things started going right for me. So no worries, Mick, I love you. It's just business. But more than that...it's showtime. Because the passion I have now, I owe it to the little girl sitting outside that ring right now, watching me! And Cartwright can't take that away from me! The love for this business I have, I owe to these thousands of fans, thousands of SAVAGES out here chanting our names!" he roared, holding the microphone high while the crowd reciprocated, Salem's eyes burning holes into The Butler and Omen as they chanted!
"SHOW-TIME SA-LEM!"
"ER-YN REICH!"
"SHOW-TIME SA-LEM!"
"ER-YN REICH!"
"...and Cartwright can't take THAT away, either!" he continued, the crowd simmering their enthusiasm to listen!
"The brotherhood I still have, I owe to this man right here! And Cartwright can't take that away!" he added, smacking Erynys appreciatively on the chest before stepping forward and pulling his title off his shoulder, getting in both his opponents' faces and holding the title high above his head.
"....and this championship in my hand, YOU aren't taking THAT, either." he finished, turning away to face the referee as the audience got hot for the encounter, Salem and Erynys handing their belts to the official as "Showtime" walked to the corner nearest the ring bell.
"So you want fighting champions?! You're gonna get them! Now ring the d-" Salem paused, catching himself mid-sentence with a knowing look and a parental point of the finger towards Kyra. "Earmuffs." he said, the child promptly covering her ears.
"Now, RING THE DAMN BELL!" he shouted to a pop, Salem circling back towards his corner as the chime echoed to start the match!
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2023 5:11 pm
All of this love and affection. Wanting to control onself in order to protect something that isn't able of protecting itself. It was hilarious. Omen would begin to laugh in the corner as the bell would ring. He was having a blast and the match didn't even start.
Salem knows who and what Omen is. He has an idea of what to do against Omen. But he also has to know what happens if he fails. It's not just his championship. Omen is bloodthirsty. Salem may be fighting for his very blood and soul in this match.
Omen would finally pause from the laughter, staring down the two men. Awaiting for one of them to begin moving.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2023 5:16 pm
As the bell rang, he put his hand on Salem's shoulder and pointed at Omen which got the crowd immediately buzzing. He nodded as Salem gave him the affirmative and he stepped through the ropes and looked to start the match with a stare down with the big man.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2023 5:19 pm
Though Salem was plenty familiar with the behemoth before them, Eryn seemed to want first crack at 'The Beast', patting him to acknowledge he'd take the lead. Nodding and giving Erynys a pat back of support, Salem ducked through the ropes to the corner, turning to see his daughter beaming excitedly at him with a wave. Pointing a finger gun at her, she'd draw back on him, the pair exchanging shots before Salem blew her a kiss and returned his attention to the ongoing match!
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2023 5:42 pm
Omen would step outside the corner. He was getting to challenge the bigger man of the group. He would begin to laugh with excitement. This was his favorite thing to do after all. Showcase that no matter the force that he is opposing, Omen wanted to be on top and even more opposing them.
JR: "Looks like the big men are raring to go with one another."
King: "Omen is no ordinary big man. Even the Butler said it. He is a beast!"
JR: "Beastly, indeed, King."
Omen would get closer to the center of the ring, still laughing as he would stare down his opponent. Staring through the holes in his mask. With his bloodshot eyes. Right into the eyes of Erynys who was more confident than most stepping into the Lion's den.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2023 6:01 pm
King: "Look at Reich, JR! Absolutely no fear on his face for Omen. He's either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid!"
JR: That he doesn't King and it hasn't been too often that we've seen Reich have to look up at his opponent. This is going to be a battle between these two bulls."
Reich looked into the frenzied bloodshot eyes of his opponent as he stepped closer. He raised his hand offered to start the match with a test of strength.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2023 6:04 pm
Salem watched intently as Omen and Eryn squared off, knowing this was due to be a mighty clash between opponents! Gesturing to the crowd, Salem stomped his foot as he clutched the tag rope, getting the audience to clap along with him in rhythm to encourage Erynys!
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2023 6:06 pm
Omen saw Reich pose up and offer the test of strength. With a few steps, Omen would match up with Reich and accept the test of strength.
JR: "And those bulls are locking up now!"
Not trying to completely overpower his opponent yet, he looked to test the grip strength of his opponent. Using his raw power against his opponents raw power in hopes of slowly bending the wrist' of Erynys back in a way that is neither natural or comfortable!
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2023 6:11 pm
Not surprisingly, Omen accepted the test. The man's iron hold startled him and he grimaced slightly as he felt his wrist began to bend back in a way that it typically wasn't supposed to. Maybe this wasn't such a good way to start the match after all
He would look to dig in his feet and push back in a way to equalize the pressure on his wrists as the crowd began to urge him on.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2023 6:26 pm
Omen may have caught Reich off guard. Pushing him back at first, but slowly he could feel Reich inching his hands back. But the large man was not done. The beast would begin growl and moan as he looked to put pressure on those wrists once again.
The two forces colliding with one another in such a way was always an amazing sight. Leaving the crowd cheering. Even the fans who disliked Omen and recognized what kind of being that the Beast was, loved to see two large men use every ounce of strength they had to try and assert dominance over the other.
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