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 Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2023 2:17 pm
Whilst Summers was having a great time looking around the crowd and drinking cheap beer, Nuke was just about coming around to the idea of consciousness still. Shaking off the cobwebs, as to speak, he groaned and rolled as far as he could away from the initial impact.. and soon found himself pressed up against something hard.
Not in the same kind of way you'd find in the wrong Amsterdam district on a Friday night, but pressed up against something pretty solid. He looked behind him and noticed the table he had propped up against the turnbuckle earlier.
I mean, hey, it looked pretty comfy. Nuke moved himself and slid up against it, using it as a makeshift one-seater sofa. His vision was still a little blurred but it was coming back, and after this he was sure he might need to take another extended leave of absence.
But, by god, he knew that this was a match for the record books. Match of the Year or not, he knew that anyone reading this match on Gaia Online watching at home on their TV, or streaming illegally on their laptop, would be being entertained.
"After all, that's why we're in this business, right?" Nuke says out loud, to no one in particular. The cameras pick this up, but it just confuses people at home.
No context, just that one line, how strange. Maybe he had some bleeding on the brain or something.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2023 2:37 pm
Summers lifted himself up still feeling the effects of the beer, spear, and groin slam. He looks over to Fusion to see him leaning against the table. Summers was exhausted but he starts running in place as the crowd begins to get involved. "You're asking for trouble brother. I'm in this business for the belt."
WHOOOOOOOOAAAAAAA
Summers slammed himself into the turnbuckle opposite to Fusion giving himself a powerful bit momentum. SIZZLIN' HOT starts flying over towards Fusion on the table and leaves his feet aiming to land a flipping senton through the table.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2023 2:52 pm
At this point, Nuke was out of it pretty much. He had just about enough consciousness to see the danger running at him. It looked just like a super hero coming to save the day, but that particular super hero was instead here to destroy him.
After all, he was the bad guy. He had done some bad things in the past, and for this particular show he had gone back to his roots. He smirked as the bold figure hurtled through the air in front of him, flipping in space as it almost felt like slow motion at that point.
"Hey, this looks like it would be a pretty cool spot. Wonder what it looks like at hom-"
Reality rushed back to normal speed as Summers' entire body hurtled in to Nuke's, sending his back, neck and head crashing through wood. Splinters of the table went flying out to the sides as Fusion almost blacked out from the pain, the ref immediately rushing over to check the men.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2023 3:09 pm
Summers was hurt bad but hopefully not as much as Fusion. He was torn up something fierce but he had the heart to go on further in this battle. The referee grabbed Summers hand who gave him the iggy to signify that he was fine. He would roll a bit away from Nuke as he groaned and had a ringing noise in his ear. The aural pain was causing his vision to blur but he had a job to do.
For now, SIZZLIN' HOT would simply stay in his shooter bottom position base he learned on his years in the amateur circuit under the tutelage or Paul. Sweat was leaking down onto the mat and his body oil glistening like a freshly waxed car. The bruises and cuts from the plethora of splinters and hits from tables and kendo sticks were stacking up. Salem Croft, not participating, I guess because he started after their final show, was probably watching this match at home. One could only imagine Salem thinking, Wow these guys are legends. I have a good match going with Nuke but this SIZZLIN' HOT guy? He's next level, and Salem would be right.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2023 10:18 am
At this point Nuke found himself alone, riding in the green fields with the sun on his face. But he was not worried, for he was in Elysium, and he was already dead! Russell Crowe popped up in front of him and shouted in his face,
'What we do in life, echoes in eternity!'
Reality rushed back to Fusion as he suddenly opened his eyes, the pain hitting him all at once, as he realised he was stuck between two broken pieces of wood. Hey, this looked like it was once a table.
He tried to move himself but his body was unwilling to. But he pushed harder and rolled slowly from under the wreckage, coming out with several cuts across his back and arms.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2023 10:27 am
Summers was breathing in through his nose and out through his mouth. The two competitors had been down for a minute now. He lifted his body up to sit in his calves as the mixture of blood, sweat, and tears rolled down him. Placing his hands on his hips, SIZZLIN HOT' heard Russell Crowe call out to Nuke. He needed his own angel. Suddenly Larry Latham, Spot the Moondog, appeared before him and said to the Main Event Marauder words to continue by.
Where's the heat?"
As soon as he had appeared, Spot was gone, but the Moondog left Summers with those words to press him to continue. SIZZLIN' HOT fell back over and crawled on his hands and knees over to Fusion who had taken some punishment himself. Hoping he might squeak out a win here, Summers would collapse over hoping one arm draped over Nuke would be enough to secure the victory in a pinfall attempt.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2023 11:31 am
The ref rushed over, dropping to the mat to slam his delicate little fingers on that hallowed canvas.
One!
The fans were chanting with the ref, willing this to all be done. As much as they would love for the match to continue, SIZZLIN' HOT was their man.
Two
Nuke wiggled his toes inside his boots, as Russell Crowe whispered in his ear, "Are you not entertained!?"
Thr-
The Gladiator Nuke threw his shoulder to the side, off the mat, and then immediately slumped back to the ground. The crowd had already began to cheer for the victory, but soon almost silence fell amongst them as they realised that was only a two count!
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2023 11:41 am
SIZZLIN' HOT thought the bag was secured and the EEW World Championship was taking its rightful place on Summers's mantle. Summers would secure his spot in the annals of history with this triumphant moment, using a flipping corner senton to take home the main event of the biggest reunion show in ten years. He felt his heart pump with every slap of the mat. His heart almost exploded with the last slap until the thud never came. Feeling Fusion's shoulder dart up and escape defeat almost deflated Summers.
He took a chance to regain some energy knowing what he was going to have to do to put Fusion away with the early 2000s period action piece mentality. Summers would crawl over to the ropes remembering Spot's words of wisdom and pulled himself up, very slowly.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2023 12:12 pm
Nuke just didn't seem in the room, his discussions with spectral Russell Crowe would have shown that to any sane person who heard him. Shaking his head and trying his best to regain his composure, Fusion looked up to see a man standing in front of him.
That man was wearing a kilt, had bad face paint, and holding a sword in the air. He spoke to Fusion, "they may take our lives, but they'll never take our freedom"
Nuke got angry at this point and shouted out ******** off Mel Gibson!"
Fusion started to move on to his hands and knees, clearly pissed off at these random movie references that were haunting him.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2023 12:36 pm
SIZZLIN' HOT hears Nuke yelling to the ghosts of movies past and caught that it had transitioned to Melly Gibson. He had finally gotten to his feet and didn't know what to do with the zaniness of Fusion. Panting heavily still, Summers would whisper under bis breathe.
"Ughh.." SIZZLIN' HOT would cough in the middle. "Spears and Highlander? What an Edge mark." Summers would cough more as he tightened his grip on the top rope.
The Main Event Marauder would start to wobble his way over to Fusion as the vet was still collecting his sanity piece by piece on his hands and knees. Summers would look to grab Nuke by the back of the head, drag him to the the last standing table and place him on top of it. If he managed to get it done, Summers would take off to the second turnbuckle after a couple of keep him there shots to Fusion's prone and tabled person. SIZZLIN' HOT was hoping s third time would be the charm in this affair. EEDub style.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2023 1:04 pm
The image of Braveheart floating in front of him disappeared as Nuke was picked up off the canvas, dragged to the nearby table, and planted squarely on it. For that moment he was almost happy.. a place to rest, free from danger, and perhaps he could even recover a little.
He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, focusing on the pain in his body and attempting to block it out. Meditation music was playing sweetly between his ears, blocking out this bloodthirsty crowd, as he drifted in to sweet fluffy clouds.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2023 1:33 pm
SIZZLIN' HOT was taking to the skies once again looking to put Fusion out and get him the rest he needed to get out his own head. The Main Event Marauder felt the power of the EEW legends surging through him as he surveyed what seemed to him like the cast expanse. Quickly, he would reach into his tights and pull out Schödinger's Glove! Was it loaded or not? SIZZLIN' HOT hoped it didn't matter. Leaping with the grace of Greg Louganis, Summers was looking to plant Fusion through the probably not hardwood table with the most devastating move in G-Fedding today, the Second Rope Fist Drop.
Should the move connect, Summers would have to take a brief moment to collect himself before trying to pin Nuke from underneath the wreckage. The crowd were holding their breathe through all of the maybes that were about to happen, or not brother. I don't know.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2023 1:41 pm
The crowd anticipation was massive, scenes like this were missed and would never be seen again. From this being the main event, it was clear that no other match on this card had even come close to the epicness and awesomeness that these two men had pulled out of the bag.
But now Summers was soaring through the sky, coming right down on to Nuke and .. the second rope fist drop connects!
Summers rolls Nuke over and hooks his leg for the pinfall..
One!
Two!
This must be it!
Thre-!
No! Right at the last moment, the veteran instincts of the most hated man in EEW kicked in! Nuke had raised his shoulder at the last moment before uttering the words,
"Life is like a box of chocolates.."
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2023 2:00 pm
Summers feels the kick out and hears Fusion take a Forrest Dump all over him verbally with the quote. It was clear that the medical staff was nonexistent as no doctor would allow someone in the state Fusion was in to compete in top level competition. SIZZLIN' HOT's face shows the disbelief he has but if the fans didn't see it, you could tell the frustration when he pounded the mat. The crowd was in near tears after seeing SIZZLIN' HOT get so close, but not sealing the deal.
"FUUUUUUUUSIOOOOOON!!! FUUUUUUUSSSSSIIIIIOOOOOOONNNNN!!"
Two could always Tom Hanks. Summers would do the strong style sell job of the damage he took picked himself up from a cross legged position. He would then try to lift Fusion up and Irish Whip him across the ring into the ropes. The Main Event Marauder was going to have to pull all the moves out for this one.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2023 2:05 pm
Nuke had taken a hell of a beating here, and only his spirit seemed to be remaining, simply to ******** over Summers. Well, that's how it probably came across to ol' BS.
Dragging Nuke to his feet took a while after he had gone through not one, but two tables. But he was eventually lifted and sent flying at the ropes with an Irish Whip..
As Nuke threw himself forward out of instinct, looking to hit a quick fire Spear!
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