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Janelle_Damone

PostPosted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:50 am


the show opens with the usual display of pyros and the camera goes around the arena before settling on the announcers.

Mike: Welcome to the last Implosion before A Cold Day in Hell. I'm Mike remmy, here with Janelle Damone. Tonight should be a very interesting show.
Janelle: Yes, it should. Tonight, the entire Unholy Alliance is in one on one action, starting with Jarel taking on his younger brother's opponent for the PPV, Edge. Then Brandon takes on Edge's tag team partner, Randy Orton, who we should get some insight about here tonight if he takes another shot to the head.
Mike: I can't wait for the main event. Zarel Damone and Rhamm go head to head one more time.
Janelle: Well, let's get this show started
PostPosted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:53 am


The following contest is a nontitle match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...

You think you know me


Edge's music hits and strobe lights and fog fill the stage before Edge makes his way out, wearing his traditional coat and shades, as well as the SEWF International championship. His long blonde hair waves with the fog before he makes his way down the ramp and slides into the ring under the bottom ropes.

"Making his way to the ring from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at 245 pounds, The Rated-R Superstar, EDGE!!!"

He taunts and yells at the crowd before he takes his sunglasses, coat, and the championship belt off before preparing for the match

Oh wah ah ah ah!

Flames erupt on the stage and the sides of the ramp as Jarel steps out onto the stage to an eruption of cheers from the crowd.

"And introducing his opponent, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 328 pounds, Jarel Drako Damone!"

Jarel walks down the ramp and steps up onto the apron. He steps into the ring over the top rope and walks over in front of his symbol. He raises his fists as flames highlight the symbol. The symbol rises into the rafters as the lights come back up and the music dies out.

Edge very clearly does not want to walk up to the Dragon after the bell rings and stays where he is.

Mike: I think Edge is remembering that Jarel has knocked his tag team partner out twice in the past month. He doesn't want to get in too close to the Dragon.
Janelle: Can you blame him? He's got a title to defend at A Cold Day In Hell. If he gets knocked out, it'll make Brandon's job a whole lot easier

Jarel moves in towards Edge and throws a big right. Edge ducks and backs away. Jarel stays on him, fists raised. Edge has to duck another right but this time starts in with some rights of his own to the forehead. Jarel shoves him back a few steps but Edge charges in again, right into a boot to the face.

Mike: That wasn't the best of starts for Edge, but I have to ask is there a good way to start off against the Dragon?
Janelle: Not that I can figure out. If you can't brawl with him, and you aren't an exceptional technical wrestler, you're kinda screwed. All he needs is one big right and you're done.
Mike: Or in this case one big right foot.
Janelle: Right.

Jarel lets Edge get up, then whips him to the turnbuckle. Jarel charges in and hits him with a splash, knocking him onto his backside in the corner. Edge rolls out of the ring, trying to get some space between himself and the Dragon. Jarel goes right out after him, catching him by the hair and slamming his face into the steel stairs. Edge falls to the mat as Jarel looks out into the cheering fans.

Mike: Edge is really just taking a beating here. I'm pretty sure this isn't a working strategy.
Janelle: Edge hasn't had time to try out a strategy. He's just getting his a** kicked, plain and simple. He has to wait for Jarel to make a mistake.

Jarel pulls Edge up and throws him back into the ring, then slides in after him. Jarel pulls him up by his left arm and drags him to the corner for the Dragon Walk. Once he steps on the top rope, Edge grabs his arm and jerks him off the top, planting him in the center of the ring.

Mike: It looks like Edge finally has his opening here.
Janelle: Yeah, and he's got to stay on him if he wants to come out of this in any condition to defend his championship.

Edge climbs the turnbuckle and as Jarel stands up, hits him with a diving shoulder block off the top, then goes for a pin.

one...two...

Jarel kicks out. Edge pulls him up and attempts a whip to the ropes but Jarel reverses. Edge rebounds back with a spinning wheel kick, but Jarel catches him in midair.

Mike: Uh oh, this looks familiar.
Janelle: I think it was DJ that found himself in this situation, and look where he is now.

Jarel tosses Edge up onto his shoulders and plants him with a Jacknife Powerbomb, then goes for a pin.

one...two...three!

Down with the Sickness hits as Jarel gets to his feet and the crowd cheers.

Announcer: Here is your winner, Jarel Drako Damone!

Mike: Normally, that would make him number 1 contender to Edge's title
Janelle: If he wants a shot at Edge or Brandon after a Cold Day In Hell, he's definitely entitled to it.

Jarel steps out of the ring and heads backstage as the show goes to commercial

Janelle_Damone


Janelle_Damone

PostPosted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:55 am


The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...

I hear voices in my head.
They council me. They understand.
They talk to me.....


*"Voices" then blares out from the PA system as the screen shows clips of the Legend Killer. Eventually, Orton makes his way from backstage and with his usual cocky look. He stops at the top and poses with his arms out as sparks fly down behind him*

"...from St. Louis, Missouri. Weighing in at 245 pounds, The Legend Killer, Randy Orton!"

*he finally starts making his way down to the ring, ignoring the fans and their jeers. He climbs up the stairs and enters the ring as the music dies down*

Nobody by Ne-yo hits as blue lights flash.

She hit the floor and make the club ignite
She's like a sexy, little fire
She'll keep on begging for more
If you play it right, she'll fulfill your every desire


Brandon Damone dances out onto the stage with Lita behind him as the crowd erupts.

So supernatural, for real
A crazy style with sex appeal
Hey, pretty mama, what's the deal?
Would you be mine?
Hey
Cuz you got what I like, Oh!


Brandon leads the way down to the ring, moving to the music and high fiving fans while Lita smiles and follows behind him.

Can't nobody strut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)


Brandon steps up onto the apron, dancing a bit more as he looks out at the cheering crowd before stepping into the ring

She got the music pumping through her veins
The way she move, it makes you wanna
(Get up and touch that body, oh)
I'd like the sit and watch her do her thing
But, in a minute, I'ma join her



Brandon stands in the center and strikes his pose while Lita stands behind him, her arm draped over his shoulder, and blue pyros shoot off behind them. Brandon straightens up, his usual grin on his face and moves close to Lita, moving to the music and dropping down to a crouch as he moves

So supernatural, for real
A crazy style with sex appeal
Hey, pretty mama, what's the deal?
Would you be mine?
Hey
Cuz you got what I like,Oh


Brandon jumps back up and steps onto the turnbuckle, pointing out into the sea of fans

Can't nobody strut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)


Lita stands at the ropes, moving a bit to the music as well

Can't nobody strut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)


Brandon hops down after tossing his tshirt out into the crowd

So supernatural, for real
A crazy style with sex appeal
Hey, pretty mama, what's the deal?
Would you be mine?
Hey
Cuz you got what I like,Oh


still grinning, Brandon draws Lita back to the center of the ring and has her spin in a quick circle, then draws her in and moves with her

Can't nobody touch her
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
Hey, hey


with a laugh, Brandon steps to the ropes and sits on the second one, letting Lita step out

Can't nobody strut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)


Finally the music dies out and Brandon turns his attention to Orton

Mike: So what's the idea behind this match?
Janelle: Brandon's facing Orton tag team partner at the PPV. And both men could use some momentum heading into it.

The bell rings and the two men advance on each other, tying up in the middle of the ring. From here, Brandon catches Orton in a quick northern lights suplex pin.

one..two.

Orton kicks out. Brandon lets him get up and Orton charges in for a clothesline, but Brandon catches him in a quick armdrag takedown. Orton pops up and Brandon takes him down again with a hip toss. Again Orton gets up and this time Brandon catches him in a side headlock takedown, then leaves the headlock locked in down on the ground.

Mike: Smart strategy here. With all those knockouts and rumors of concussions going around Orton, that headlock will probably do a lot of damage.
Janelle: Orton won't say, but I think those concussions are more than a rumor. I'm pretty sure he has one, but you can't really feel sorry for him. Karma's a b***h.

Orton manages to push himself up to a standing position, but when he tries to push Brandon off to the ropes, Brandon locks the headlock in tighter and takes him back down to the ground.

Mike: Brandon just held onto the headlock.
Janelle: A lot of people forget just how technical Brandon is. Trying to outwrestle him is a big mistake.

again Orton pushes himself up and this time succeeds in shoving Brandon off to the ropes. Brandon rebounds back and ducks a clothesline attempt, then catches Orton in a german suplex pin.

one...two....

Orton kicks out, but this time just lays on the mat, cradling his head

Mike: Orton looks hurt.
Janelle: Competing with concussions will do that for you

Brandon gets up and pulls Orton up, though it takes more work than usual. He attempts to whip Orton to the ropes but somehow Orton reverses. Brandon rebounds with a flying forearm, knocking Orton back to the mat. Brandon springs back to his feet as the crowd erupts. Orton stands on his own, holding his head, and Brandon whips him to the turnbuckle. Brandon charges in but Orton gets his foot up, kicking him in the jaw and forcing him back. Orton shoots out of the corner and knocks Brandon down with a clothesline. Orton hits the ropes and drops a forearm across Brandon's face while he's down, then stands and hits a knee drop to follow. Standing up, he begins to stomp all over him, starting with his head and working around to his arms, legs, and back to his head. The crowd boos as Orton backs up to the corner, waiting for Brandon to get up. When he does, Orton goes for the concussion punt, but Brandon sidesteps and lets Orton run past him. Orton stops and turns back, and Brandon superkicks him right in the side of the head. Orton hits the mat, his eyes glazed, and Brandon goes for a pin.

one...two...three!

Nobody hits as Lita steps into the ring and Brandon gets to his feet.

Announcer: Here is your winner, Brandon Damone!

Mike: I know Brandon uses the superkick often, but I've yet to see him win with it.
Janelle: He's won with it several times in the past. This time, he just had a target to aim for, Randy Orton's head

Brandon strikes his pose over the fallen Orton with Lita standing behind him and the blue pyros shoot off. Brandon straightens up and heads out of the ring with Lita as the referee checks on Orton and the show goes to commercial
PostPosted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 11:57 am


The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...

The Big Show's theme hits as pyros erupt on the stage. The World Largest Athlete steps out and heads to the ring to the cheers of the crowd.

"Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 440 pounds, The Big Show!"

Show walks up the stairs and steps into the ring over the top rope. He walks over to the ropes and raises his hand in his usual pose. He turns to the entrance as the music dies out.

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.*

The bell rings as Cartwright steps down and he just looks over at the Big Show.

Mike: No doubt Cartwright is wondering, just like everyone else has to when facing him, how he's going to chop down this giant.
Janelle: The main thing to do is to stay away from that big right hand

Show moves in towards Cartwright, who wisely is trying to keep his distance. Show makes a grab for him and Cartwright ducks, then throws a few kicks at his left leg. Show throws a right and Cartwright wisely backs out of range again.

Mike: Smart strategy in the early goings here by the Talented One
Janelle: Yeah, but at some point, he needs to hit a big move if he wants to actually win this mach

Cart knows that he is in for a fight and has to be careful!

Cart chops Show across the chest a few times, but it does nothing! Show just pushes Cartwright across the ring to the mat! Cart gets up looking angry!

He tries to charge at Show but he just shoulder blocks him, knocking Cart to the mat again! Show grabs Cart by the head and again tosses him across the ring! He then lifts Cart and whips into the turnbuckle and chops him in the chest. The crowd wooos and the sting is heard around the arena!

Cartwright doesn't even have a chance to move as Big Show splashes him, crushing him against the turnbuckle and causing Cart to flop to the mat in agony!

Mike: This is obviously not how Cartwright wanted this match to go. He's just getting pummeled out there
Janelle: This tends to happen when you're in the ring with the Big Show. Most people have a tought time avoiding this situation. The only way Cartwright can win this is to weather the storm.

Show lets Cartwright get up on his own and whips him to the ropes. Cartwright rebounds back and ducks under a clothesline, then hits a chopblock that takes Show to one knee. Cartwright gets up and hits the ropes, then hits a dropkick to the face to knock Show down and goes for a pin.

one...tw...

Show literally throws Cartwright off him and begins to get up


Mike:Whow, did you see the height on that?
Janelle:Cartwright looked as light as a feather.

Cartwright gets to his feet quicker than the lumbering Show and nails him with a Shining Wizard!

One.....Tw.....Same again! Cartwright is thrown off with force!

Mike:Wow, it looks like that had no effect at all!
Janelle:Keeping The Big Show grounded looks like a sound strategy.

Cartwright quickly climbs the ropes. As Show gets to his feet Cartwright dives at him, but he is caught! Show has a grin on his face and gives Cart a powerful Fallaway Slam! Show gets up and brings the big right fist up.

Mike: Uh oh. This might be the end for Cartwright right here.

Cartwright gets to his feet, holding his back, and gets nailed with the knockout punch. Show goes for the pin.

one...two....three!

Show's theme hits as he stands up and grins down at Cartwright.

Announcer: Here is your winner, the Big Show!

Show steps out of the ring over the top rope and heads to the back, leaving Cartwright laying in the ring as the show goes to commercial

Janelle_Damone


Janelle_Damone

PostPosted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 12:03 pm


the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...

Redeemer hits as orange light covers the arena. A line of flames shoots down the ramp as Robert Orman steps out with his brother, Kenneth. The crowd boos as he begins to walk down the ramp.

"....from Kansas City, Missouri, weighing in at 320 pounds, Robert Orman!"

Robert stops at the end of the ramp and looks at Kenneth. Kenneth slides into the ring and holds the ropes open as Robert walks up the stairs. Robert steps in through the ropes and looks down at Kenneth as the music dies out.

Flames erupt on the stage as red light covers the arena and Kane's theme blares over the PA. Kane steps out onto the stage and heads for the ring, a sadistic grin on his face

"And his opponent, weighing in at 326 pounds, Kane!"

Kane steps up onto the apron and into the ring over the top rope. He stands in the center of the ring and raises his arms. He lowers them as flames erupt from the turnbuckles and the red light fades out. The music dies out

Mike: This should be an interesting match. Kane and The Undertaker have been on the warpath, and I'm sure the Undertaker has instructed Kane to inflict some serious punishment on the number 1 contender here tonight, as it was the Undertaker Robert Orman beat to gain his shot at Zarel Damone.
Janelle: Not that Kane needs the instruction. All he does is inflict punishment.

the bell rings and the two big men advance on each other. Kane strikes first with an uppercut to the jaw, then whips Robert to the ropes. Robert rebounds back into a back body drop from Kane, launching him high into the air. Robert gets up slowly and Kane hits a big right to the side of the head, then whips him to the turnbuckle. Kane charges in but Robert gets a boot up and kicks him in the face. Robert shoots out of the corner and takes Kane down with a clothesline. Kane manages to get right back up and Robert hits a throat thrust, then whips him to the ropes. Robert goes for a boot to the face but Kane stops and grabs his foot, then shoves him to the mat.

Mike: Kane is taking control here in the early goings
Janelle: That's kind of expected, but Robert is the same size as Kane. I don't think Kane will be able to just plow right over him

Kane hits the ropes and bounces back with an elbow drop, but Robert rolls out of the way. Robert gets up first and as Kane sits up, kicks him in the face to knock him down. Robert hits the ropes and bounces back with a leg drop across Kane's face, then goes for a pin.

one...two.

Kane kicks out. Robert pulls him up and attempts to whip him to the ropes, but Kane reverses. Robert robounds back and ducks a clothesline, then hits the ropes again. He rebounds back right into a sidewalk slam from Kane, who quickly hooks a leg for the pin.

one...two....

Robert kicks out. Kane gets up and climbs the turnbuckle, and Kenneth jumps up onto the apron next to him, grabbing his leg.

Mike: And now we see Kenneth interfering again. This is getting old.
Janelle: Yeah, but if Robert's opponents aren't prepared, that's their problem.

Kane kicks Kenneth off the apron as Robert gets up, then dives off with a diving clothesline. Robert steps to the side and catches him coming through the air, then plants him with the RO Slam and pins him.

one....two....three!

Kane kicks out right after the three and Robert rolls out of the ring. Redeemer hits and the crowd boos as Kane sits up, a look of disbelief on his face.

Announcer: Here is your winner, Robert Orman!

Mike: Robert Orman steals another victory here tonight.
Janelle: There is the argument that the method doesn't matter, only the results. Robert has beaten yet another former world champion as he heads into A Cold Day in Hell.

Robert and Kenneth head to the back as Kane stands up and the show goes to commercial
PostPosted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 12:12 pm


*a guitar blares through the arena before "I Don't Wanna Stop" by Ozzy plays through the arena. Then, Hangover walks out to a mixture of cheers and boos as he holds his bottle of vodka. He takes the top off and takes a swig. He then closes the bottle and runs down to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope*

Announcer: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from St. Louis, Missouri. Weighing in at 217 pounds, HANGOVER!!!

*Hangover gets onto the middle turnbuckle and smirks as he looks out at the crowd. He takes another swig of vodka before backflipping off into the ring. He sets his bottle under a turnbuckle and waits in the corner for his opponent*

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

Mike: This should be interesting. We've seen a darker side of Hangover in the past few weeks, especially when he got himself disqualfied against Triple H two weeks ago.
Janelle: Let's hope he's got a better strategy in mind this week.

Shawn and Hangover move to the center of the ring as the bell rings. Shawn goes to initiate a lock up but Hangover hits a knee to the gut, then a forearm to the face. Shawn steps back a few steps, then comes back with a quick right to the side of the head. Not slowing down in the least, Shawn follows with a few chops across the chest, backing Hangover against the ropes. Shawn whips him across the ring and gets ready to deliver a back body drop, but Hangover drops down and rolls out of the ring.

Mike: Looks like Hangover has decided to put on the breaks.
Janelle: Can't really blame him. Shawn lit into him good with those chops. Those things don't tickle.

Hangover takes his time as the ref begins his count. Finally, Hangover slides into the ring cautiously. The two then lock up and Hangover manages to slip behind HBK and get him in a hammerlock. HBK hits his own arm a couple of times to dull the pain as Hangover then drops down and rolls HBK up with a schoolboy.

1....

Michaels easily kicks out. Both men get back to their feet. HBK goes for a short clothesline, but Hangover ducks it and drops Michaels in a backslide attempt.

1....
2.

Shawn still kicks out, but he's a little slower to get to his feet. Hangover, meanwhile, quickly gets up and bounces off the ropes and pelts Michaels with a dropkick to his face. Michaels lays on the mat holding his face. Hangover gets up and hits a standing moonsault splash on HBK, staying on for the pin.

1....
2.

Michaels still kicks out. Hangover pulls Shawn up and whips him to the ropes, and Shawn rebounds with his signature flying forearm. After a few seconds he nips up to the cheers of the crowd. Hangover gets to his feet and Shawn hits an inverted atomic drop, followed by a hard right that knocks Hangover down. Hangover gets up again and this time Shawn hits a scoopslam and climbs the turnbuckle. He hits his signature elbow drop from the top, then gets up and begins to tune up the band.

Mike: Looks like Shawn Michaels is hoping to put this one away.
Janelle: Yeah, and maybe he'll get an assist from a friend. Look up at the stage.

Triple H is standing on the stage, a sledgehammer in hand, looking down at the ring. As Hangover begins to get up, he's facing the stage and sees the Game. He knows what that sledgehammer implies. He turns towards Shawn and walks right into Sweet Chin Music. Shawn quickly goes for a pin.

one...two....three!

Sexy Boy hits as Shawn gets up and the referee raises his arm in victory.

Announcer: Here is your winner, the Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels!

Shawn rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp. Triple H heads down towards the ring and the two men stop briefly and look at each other. Shawn shrugs and heads backstage and the Game gets into the ring as the show goes to commercial break




The show comes back from commercial break with Triple H standing in the ring with a mic in one hand and the sledgehammer in the other. Hangover is just beginning to come to

Triple H: You know, we had a match the other week. And in that match, when it looked like you were well on your way to the beating of a lifetime, you decided to get yourself disqualified. And I asked myself, what would make a guy like you do that? I mean, that isn't the first time you've gotten your a** kicked around here.

the Game pauses.

"But finally it became clear. You're just like most of these young guys in the back. You want to make a name for yourself, but you're not even in my league. You know, I'm used to getting jumped. It happens quite a bit when I'm around guys like you. You're not fit to lace my damn boots and it makes you bitter. So, here's what's going to happen." the Game lifts his sledgehammer. "You and me, we're going to have a little rematch this Sunday at A Cold Day in Hell. And I'm going to show you, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that you don't deserve to step in the ring with me. Then, after I demolish you, I can get back to business. It's time for the King of Kings to get back on his throne. So just so that you understand, you're a mere distraction, a small detour on my way to reclaiming my throne. Oh, and one more thing. You've got exactly two seconds to get the hell out of my ring before I show you the proper way to take a guy out."

Triple H drops the mic and goes after hangover with the sledgehammer. hangover recovers enough to roll out of the ring and head to the back as the Game's theme hits the sound system and he glares up the ramp at him.

Mike: So, this Sunday, Triple H takes on Hangover one more time.
Janelle: Yeah, but I don't like the look in the Game's eye.

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Janelle_Damone

PostPosted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 12:25 pm


*the sound of a tiger roaring blares through the arena, followed by a gorilla's roar. Then, "Welcome To The Jungle" begins to play through the arena as Silverback and Tygre make their way out from backstage, Silverback wearing his championship belt and Tygre holding his on his right shoulder. They both stop towards the top, Silverback in front and down on one knee with the massive Tygre standing behind him. Silverback throws his arms out to the side while Tygre throws his straight up as many-shaded green pyro go off behind them*

Announcer: The following is a non-title tag team contest. Introducing first at a combined weight of 767 pounds. They are the SEWF Tag Team Champions, Silverback and Tygre, THE PREDITORZ!!!

*they then walk down the ramp and into the ring, Silverback silding in below the bottom rope while Tygre steps in over the top rope. They go into the same pose in the center of the ring before handing their titles to the attendant outside and warming up for the matchup*

Mike: Well, as everyone can see at home, the largest tag team in recent professional wrestling history have finally claimed the tag team belts here in SEWF. But you have to wonder, Janelle, if there should be an asterisk on the victory.
Janelle: Mike, I don't believe in asterisks. There was certainly controversy around it with both Cena and Shelton coming out and eliminating the Brothers, thereby letting the Preditorz pick up the win. Now, I will say this. Silverback came up to me last week and said that he saw Cena and Shelton come out, too. He's thankful that they won the titles, but they feel that the Undertaker and Kane should have first crack at them.
Mike: That's very generous of the Preditorz. Because, in all honesty, I wouldn't want to put my titles on the line against those two first. Especially with the Ministry coming back into effect.
Janelle: I wouldn't either. But, Silverback thought that it was unfair that they won the match after the interference.

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"I AM" starts to play as the lights down down and pyro shoots down from the entrance way and Aj walks threw it wearing his jacket, Aj lifts the hood up and looks to the right and then the left and then he takes off the hood and extends his arms out to his sides and starts to walk down the ramp high fiving fans along the way and he gets to the ring and goes up the steps and climbs between the top and middle rope and runs to one side of the ring and he extends his arms out again and then goes to the opposite side of the ring and does it one more time and then Aj takes off his jacket and waits for his partner

Caught Up hits as the fans rise to their feet and Ken Armand struts out onto the stage, the SEWF Cruiserweight championship around his waist

"... from Kansas City, Missouri, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is the SEWF Cruiserweight champion, Ken Armand!"

Ken walks down ramp and stops in the center, then kneels down. On the stage, jets of red, green, white, and blue pyros shoot off as he raises his arms and looks to the ceiling. He stands up and heads down to the ring, then slides in and climbs the turnbuckle. He points out deep into the crowd, getting that section to cheer louder, then hops down as the music dies out. He hands the belt to the referee and removes his tshirt as he waits for the bell.

Mike: So what brought on this match here tonight? Haven't the Preditorz already beaten these two?
Janelle: Yeah, but apparently these two get along really well and they want a crack at the champs. I figure that since Kane and the Undertaker are a bit busy, I might as well let them try again.

Silver starts off for the champions and Ken starts off for his team. Silver advances as the bell rings but Ken keeps his distance from the much larger man, knowing his traditional lock up start wouldn't be to his advantage at the moment. Silver rushes in for a clothesline and Ken ducks then runs to the ropes. He comes back with a clothesline of his own that barely budges Silver. Silver merely stares at him and Ken runs to the ropes again. This time, Silver takes him down with a shoulder block, easily knocking Ken across the mat. Ken holds his back as Silver rolls his shoulder. Silver then goes over and picks Ken up to a standing position and backs him against the ropes before whipping him across the ring and bending down himself for a backbody drop. Unseen by Silverback, a blind tag is made as Ken hits the ropes. Ken is unfortunately hit by the backbody drop and Silver turns around as AJ prepares himself on the apron. The ref tells Silver that a tag was made and Silver turns around just in time to see AJ flying at him with the flying forearm, finally sending the monkey-man to the mat. AJ gets on him for a cover.

1..

Silver easily kicks out. Ken gets up and together he and AJ whips Silver to the ropes, then hit a double team hip toss. Not done yet, both men follow with an elbow drop to the chest, then spring back to their feet. Ken finally goes out onto the apron as AJ attempts another pin.

1...2.

Silver kicks out again. AJ pulls him up and attempts to whip him to the ropes, but Silver reverses. AJ ducks under a clothesline attempt and hits the ropes again, this time rebounding with a spinning wheel kick. Silver, however, catches him and slams him down to the canvas and holds him down for the pin.

1....
2.

Ken comes in and breaks up the pin. Silverback looks up at him as Tygre also comes in. Ken sees the behemoth coming at him and quickly bolts from the ring. Tygre gives chase as Silverback pulls AJ up. Ken goes around the corner and waits for Tygre. When he gets close enough, Ken hits a dropkick to Tygre's knees which sends the big man down to the outside.

Meanwhile, in the ring Silverback sets AJ up for the Silverback Slam. He lifts the cruiserweight up, but AJ is able to slip down and land on his feet. Silver turns around and gets pelted with Pele. The impact sends Silver back into the ropes, but not down. AJ gets up and sees Silver stumbling, but still up. Silver begins to stand, so AJ goes over and hits Silver with an Enziguri, finally forcing him down to the mat. AJ then climbs the turnbuckle and takes flight with a frog splash. The move connects and AJ stays on for the pin.

1....
2....
3!

Ken re-enters the ring as Tygre finally gets back to his feet and sees what happened. Ken and AJ celebrate in the ring until Tygre slides in and breaks it up. The cruiserweights leave the ring, still in celebration, as Tygre helps Silver back to his feet and the show goes to commercial.
PostPosted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 1:58 pm


Mike: Well, now, ladies and gentlemen, apparently we will have an interview here tonight with John Cena via satellite from his home.
Janelle: What a load of crap. Cena got his a** kicked last week, but for a guy that's made a career out of getting his a** kicked and somehow bouncing back, this is pathetic.
Mike: Well regardless, he is at home and we're set to interview him.

John Cena is shown sitting in his living room with a large bandage covering his forehead where he'd been busted open last week. The crowd loudly boos him.

Mike: Welcome Cena. I guess the first question we have to ask is why you aren't here in the arena tonight.

Cena: Did you see what the Undertaker and Kane did to me last week? Look at this. I've got 16 staples in my forehead Mike. I didn't do all that to the Undertaker.

Janelle: Speaking of which, what in the hell were you and Shelton thinking when you screwed them out of their championships?

Cena: Isn't it obvious? I wasn't getting anywhere in SEWF. I'm used to being the man wherever I go. Instead, I come here and I see the Undertaker getting more exposure than me, more chances to go for the world championship. So I decided that the good guy routine wouldn't work here. I needed to get aggressive. I needed to make an impact. Screw getting in the ring with nobodies like Drox and Ken Armand.

Janelle: You certainly talk a big game, but when it comes down to it, you screwed yourself. The Phenom kicked the hell out of you last week, and now you've left your partner in crime here alone.

Cena: Look, Shelton can handle himself, and I'll be back this Sunday at A Cold Day In Hell. There's no way I'm missing this match. This time, it'll just be me and the Undertaker. This time, I'm taking possession of his yard.

The lights in both Cena's home and the arena flicker.

Mike: What the hell?
Janelle: See what happens when you mess with the Phenom?

The screen gets staticky and finally splits, showing the Undertaker on the right side of the screen.

Undertaker: John Cena, you've underestimated me, boy. Did you honestly think that we were done with you? We've only just begun this little game. You say you're taking possession of my yard? I welcome you to try. Especially after this.

Cena looks up as the lights in his home flicker again. This time, a scream is heard in the background. Cena gets up only to get knocked back down again, in the process knocking over a lamp. A figure steps into view and the camera finally focuses on him. Cena's attacker is a black guy with long dreads that reach down into his back, dressed in blue jeans and a black tshirt with his fists taped.

Mike: Is that Demon?

The camera focuses on the man's face, revealing that it is in fact, Demon. Demon begins to lay into Cena with rights to the forehead, opening his forehead up again. He picks up him up and tosses him across the room, breaking a small coffee table. Cena stumbles to his feet as Demon picks up a small chair and throws it at him. Cena stumbles out of the way and Demon keeps coming at him. Cena rushes him but gets a superkick to the face for his efforts. While he's down, Demon begins to pummel him further.

Janelle: I told you, this is what happens to those that mess with the Undertaker. And believe me, if I hadn't scheduled the Undertaker to face Shelton Benjamin here tonight, he'd be the one there beating the hell out of Cena.
Mike: Demon is doing one hell of a job by himself.

Demon pulls Cena up and tosses him out through the front window. Cena lays on his lawn, bleeding mostly from his forehead. When the camera comes back into the house, Demon is gone.

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Janelle_Damone

PostPosted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 2:15 pm


The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first....

Ain't no stoppin' me now!!


Shelton Benjamin's theme hits as he walks out onto the stage and heads for the ring, getting only boos from the crowd.

"...from Orangeburg, South Carolina, weighing in at 248 pounds, Shelton Benjamin!"

Shelton hops up onto the apron and steps into the ring. He steps up on the turnbuckle and looks out at the crowd. The music dies out as he steps down.

Mike: Do you think Shelton has any idea what just transpired in John Cena's home?
Janelle: Probably not. He'll find out soon though.

the lights go out and a gong sounds. Shelton looks towards the entrance, waiting for the music to kick in. the gong sounds again and the lights come on, revealing the Undertaker standing behind Shelton. The crowd cheers as Shelton seems to realize what's going on. He turns and the Undertaker grabs him with both hands, then tosses him in the corner. The bell rings as the Undertaker levels him with lefts and rights in the corner. The referee tries to get the Undertaker to back off and gets only a glare from the Phenom.

Mike: If I were that referee, I'd stay far, far away from the Deadman.
Janelle: I agree. He's never in a pleasant mood, but he seems particularly intense tonight.

The Phenom whips Shelton across the ring hard, then hits him with a splash and steps back. Shelton stumbles out of the corner and the undertaker lifts him onto his shoulder, then hits snake eyes on the top turnbuckle. The Phenom runs to the ropes and bounces back with a running boot to the face of Shelton Benjamin. The Undertaker stands and raises his hand as the crowd cheers. Shelton gets up and gets caught by the throat, but kicks the Undertaker in the gut to get free and hits a few rights to back him against the turnbuckle. He steps onto the second rope and sends several rights to the forehead of the Deadman. After about seven shots, he gets distracted by an eruption of flames on the stage, followed by Kane's theme. Kane steps out onto the stage and heads for the ring. Shelton is watching him when the Undertaker lifts him up onto his shoulders, then steps out of the corner and plants him with the Last Ride. The Phenom quickly drops down and goes for the pin.

one...two...three!

Kane's music dies out as the Undertaker's hits instead. Kane steps up into the ring and Shelton barely manages to roll out of it.

Announcer: Here is your winner, the Undertaker!

The Phenom goes down to one knee in his celebratory taunt as Kane stands behind him, raising his arms. Kane lowers his arms as flames erupt from the turnbuckles and red light covers the arena.

Mike: The Undertaker and Kane keep the momentum heading into A Cold Day In Hell.
Janelle: They've sent a powerful message to their opponents here tonight. Shelton and Cena better be ready

the show goes to commercial
PostPosted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 12:08 pm


The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...

Micke James' theme hits as the ever energetic woman dashes out onto the stage to the cheers of the fans.

"...from Richmond Virginia, Mickie James!"

Mickie heads down to the ring, then slides in under the bottom rope. She stands and climbs the turnbuckle, pointing out into the cheering crowd. She hops down as her music dies out.

the lights dim down and Time to Rock N Roll hits. Trish walks out onto the stage and heads for the ring, getting a large amount of boos from the fans.

"And her tag team partner, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, Trish Stratus!"

Trish ignores the few fans in the front row that reach for her, those that still like her, and steps into the ring. She turns to the entrance as her music dies out.

Lovefuryenergypassion hits as the camera zooms in on the titatron, showing Lita's entrance video. Lita and Christy dash out onto the stage, Lita wearing the SEWF Women's championship around her waist.

"And their opponents, Christy Hemme and the SEWF Women's champion, Lita!"

Lita and Christy head down to the ring, smiling

Mike: Here's something fans probably thought they'd never see again. Lita and Christy Hemme walking out together
Janelle: Lita suggested this match and I agreed because Christy did pin Trish last week. What better way to get in Trish's head than to team with the woman that pinned her in her return match last week?

Lita and Christy slide into the ring and stand across from Mickie and Trish. The music dies out as Lita hands the title belt to the referee. Trish steps out onto the apron, as does Christy, letting Lita and Mickie start the match off.

Mike: Lita and Mickie James are starting this match off.
Janelle: This match could go so many ways that I just can't wait to see it.

Lita and Mickie lock up, and Mickie catches Lita in a side headlock. Lita shoves her to the ropes, then hits an armdrag when Mickie bounces back. Mickie gets up again and Lita hits her with a quick right hand, then whips her to the ropes again. Mickie bounces back and takes Lita down with a Lou Thesz press, then hits some rights to the face. Mickie gets up and takes Lita back down with a dropkick, then tags in Trish.

Trish comes in with some stomps to Lita, who manages to roll to her feet after taking a few. Trish whips Lita to the ropes and Lita bounces back with a clothesline. Trish bends backwards to duck, but Lita stops and lets her straighten up, then hits the clothesline anyway. Trish scrambles to her feet and Lita whips her to the turnbuckle, then clotheslines her against it. Lita steps back and let's Trish stumble out, then hits a snap suplex and goes for a pin.

one...two..

Trish kicks out. Lita pulls her up and drags her over to Christy, then tags Christy in and holds Trish by her hair as Christy kicks Trish squarely in the ribs. Lita steps out onto the apron as Christy whips Trish to the ropes and lowers her head for a back body drop. Trish flips over her and takes her down in a sunset flip.

one...two..

Christy kicks out and the two women get to their feet. Trish hits Christy with a forearm to the face, then whips her to the ropes and hits a spinebuster, then goes for another pin.

one...two...

Christy kicks out again. Trish pulls her up and whips her to the turnbuckle, then hits another forearm to the face. Trish whips her to the opposite turnbuckle and charges after her, jumping up for a big splash. Christy gets both feet up, kicking Trish in the chest and knocking her back to the mat. Christy steps up onto the second rope and Mickie gets into the ring. Lita comes in and takes Mickie down with a spear. Trish gets to her feet and Lita kicks her in the gut, then plants her with the DDT. Christy follows up with her FFG and the pin.

one...two...three!

Lovefuryenergypassion hits as Christy stands up and Trish rolls out of the ring.

Announcer: Here are your winners, Christy Hemme and the SEWF Women's champion, Lita!

Mike: This makes the second victory Christy has over Trish Stratus.
Janelle: Obviously Rhamm has been getting her ready. Lita better watch out, because her old friend might be challenging for her championship real soon.

Lita and Christy stand in the middle of the ring, Lita holding the women's championship as the referee raises their arms in victory.

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Janelle_Damone

PostPosted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 12:11 pm


Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first.............

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*a ram is heard bleating as his logo slams onto the symbol. Then, "Headstrong" by Trapt blares through the arena as Rhamm makes his way from backstage, wearing a cutoff of his classic "Lock 'Em Up" shirt and holding his "club." Christy follows shortly behind in a black and red dress. He stops at the top of the ramp and holds both arm into the air as red and black pyro go off and Christy applauds*

"............from Boulder, Colorado. Weighing in at 275 pounds and accompanied to the ring by Christy Hemme, he is "The Animal," RHAMM!!!

*the two then make their way down to the ring, slapping some fans hands along the way. Rhamm jumps up onto the apron, climbing in between the top two ropes, as Christy walks up the stairs. Rhamm holds the bottom two ropes open for her as she gets into the ring. He gets onto the turnbuckle and again holds his arms up to the crowd as Christy motions to him. He then jumps down and sets his "club" under the turnbuckle before helping Christy out of the ring. He takes his shirt off, revealing his ripped yet scarred torso as he waits for his opponent*


Mike: I'm surprised that you're letting Rhamm take another crack at Zarel. Trying to make a point?
Janelle: Actually, both men need a warmup match for A Cold Day in Hell in two days. And Rhamm recently said that he feels like the SEWF Championship belongs around his waist. I'm giving him a chance to prove that tonight.

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 opponent, 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 as he turns and looks over at his opponent.

the bell rings as Zarel and Rhamm stand in their respective corners, not yet making a move. The crowd begins to cheer again.

Mike: Doesn't look like either man wants to rush into this.
Janelle: That's not surprising. They've gotten to know each other pretty well since Showdown. When they start, they're going to come out hard and fast, but now, they'll wait.

The two men walk up to each other, staring eye to eye. Finally, Rhamm shoves Zarel back a few steps. Zarel comes back with a big right hand, scoring along Rhamm's jaw. Zarel hits a few more rights, then whips him to the ropes. Rhamm bounces back with a clothesline, knocking Zarel to the mat. Zarel rolls to his feet and Rhamm hits a few rights of his own, then whips Zarel to the ropes. Zarel bounces back and hits a shoulder block, knocking Rhamm to the mat. He quickly follows up with an elbow drop across the chest. Rhamm rolls to the side to get to his feet, and Zarel kicks him in the gut, then sets him up for the D-Bomb.

Mike: Oh my! Zarel is looking to put Rhamm away early. He's going for the D-Bomb!

Rhamm steps back and hits the ropes, running right into a boot to the face that knocks him right back to the mat. Zarel hits the ropes and rebounds with a leg drop across the face, then goes for a pin.

one...two..

Rhamm kicks out. Zarel proceeds to grab a hold of Rhamm's head and hit him with several punches to his skull. Each shot sends Rhamm into spasms with his arms. Finally, Zarel stands up and brings Rhamm up with him. Zarel backs Rhamm into the ropes before whipping him across. Zarel prepares for a backbody drop to The Animal, but Rhamm sees it and instead plants the champ with a DDT. Rhamm is slow to get over, but eventually he makes the cover on the champ.

1....

Zarel easily kicks out. Rhamm gets to his knees as Zarel gets to his hands and knees. Rhamm then grabs Zarel into a modified crossface/camel clutch grip to try and wear the champ down as Zarel claws for the ropes.

Mike: Looks like Rhamm may have found a way to finally get an advantage against Zarel.
Janelle: You might be right, Mike. If Zarel can't breathe, he can't fight back.

Zarel looks like he's about ready to pass out when, with one last reach, he manages to grab the ropes. Rhamm keeps the hold on until the ref counts up to 4. Rhamm then stands up and waits as Zarel begins to pull himself up using the ropes. When Zarel turns around, Rhamm kicks him in the gut. Rhamm then puts Zarel in position for a suplex.

Mike: Is Rhamm trying to finish this match now?
Janelle: It looks like he might be trying to, Mike!

Rhamm tries to lift Zarel up for the Avalanche, but Zarel kicks his way back down before throwing Rhamm over for a suplex of his own. Zarel stays where he is for a few seconds before sitting up and getting to his feet. Rhamm gets up and Zarel clocks him with another right, then whips him to the turnbuckle and hits a splash against the buckle. Zarel steps back and pulls Rhamm out, then lifts him onto his shoulder and hits a running powerslam back to the center of the ring. Zarel quickly goes for a pin.

one...two...

Rhamm kicks out. Zarel gets to his feet and climbs the turnbuckle, waiting for Rhamm to stand. Rhamm gets up and Zarel dives off, going for a diving clothesline. Rhamm sidesteps and buries a right hand to the gut. Zarel lands on his feet and staggers, then turns right into the Rockcrusher from Rhamm, who quickly goes for a pin.

one...two...th....

Zarel kicks out. Rhamm stays on him and connects with several punches to Zarels head. Rhamm finally gets up and backs up. As Zarel gets to his hands and knees, Rhamm sends a swift kick into Zarels gut, forcing him to roll over to the ropes holding his stomach. Rhamm goes over and picks the champ up. He places Zarel in position for the Mine Blast and signals to the crowd for the finish.

Mike: Rhamm's about to try one more time to put the champion away.
Janelle: If he hits this, he could very well do it

Zarel grabs Rhamm's legs and pulls them out from under him, then hits a catapult into the top turnbuckle. Rhamm hits the buckle face first and stumbles back, then turns around. Zarel catches him by the throat, then plants him with a huge chokeslam. Zarel stumbles to the ropes after slamming him, then waits for him to stand again. Rhamm gets up slowly, holding his back, and Zarel kicks him in the gut, then hits the D-Bomb and pins him

one...two...three!

Stricken hits again as Zarel gets to his feet and the referee hands him his title belt.

Announcer: Here is your winner, Zarel Damone!

Mike: Wow, that was an impressive effort from Rhamm
Janelle: Yeah, but Zarel won and the champion is rolling straight into A Cold Day in Hell

Zarel raises the belt in his hand as the crowd cheers and the show goes off the air
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