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 Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 12:11 am
Undisputed Scaffold Ladder Nuke vs ?(I'm not sure who it is, so who could it be?) -This is a Scaffold match, but the only way you can get to the Scaffold is a ladder...Or a cherry picker for some people..Or some creative way..But there is nothing connecting the ring to the scaffold. The scaffold is 15 feet in the air. Quote: A Scaffold match takes place, in whole or in part, on a piece of scaffolding erected above the ring. The match can end in one of two ways; either with the losing wrestler falling off of the scaffold to the ring below, or with a wrestler retrieving a flag from the opposite side of the scaffold and return it to his own.[13] Scaffold matches have a legitimate air of danger about them, as the bump from such a height is hard to protect against and objects such as chipboard tables are placed in the ring to attempt to cushion the fall. Welcome to Falling Summer.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 4:21 pm
The crowd jump to their feet, as the announcer steps forward in to the center of the ring. Dressed in a classy suit, he speaks loudly and clearly in to the WWFG microphone.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, may I please introduce your Undisputed Champion of the World! .. Nuke! FUSION!"
A massive chorus of jeers shot out around the arena, the sound of Pendulum playing in the PA barely audible. The crowd stood as they awaited the Undisputed Champion, who strode out on stage dressed in none-other than the same attire he wore at WrestleMania; on the titantron, the entrance video had been completely remixed to show Nuke taking out Jarel Damone, and capturing the elusive grand prize of WWFG.
If I struggle a lifetime
What would my body be?
An empty shell
On what a demon fed!
Could be a heavy burden
To stay true to your words!
Speak up!
I wanna silence everything!
If I got no plan
Doesn't mean that I get what I want for free.
If I got no meaning,
Would you force me to a place where I make sense,
'Cause nothing lasts forever ..
Hidden behind his mystic outfit, green pyros shot off behind him, as the cloak slowly fell to his feet, revealing the green war paint over his torso and below his eyes; the razor-sharp shoulder pads were yet again strapped on, giving the overall attire one of a rather menacing appeal.
How do I get home?
Everything revolves around me!
If I can't find myself?
It's so completely fake!
How do I get home?
Everything revolves around me!
If even you can't help?
Dark nights on my soul!
Walking down the ramp, Undisputed Championship nowhere to be seen, he turned swiftly on his heel and raised his hand in to a fist, aiming it at a guy who had reached out and touched him.
The guy shot back first of all, then as Nuke walked on, he suddenly got a little too big for his boots, and shouted out "Inbred b*****d!" .. Nuke turned his head, and literally sprinted at the audience member. Grabbing him by the collar on his jacket, he dragged him over the barrier. Bringing his knee hard in to his gut, the fan doubled over and coughed loudly.
Leaning down, The Prodigy picked the man up on to his shoulders and walked towards the ring. Dropping him down on to the apron, he rolled him inside, before rolling in after him. Getting to his feet, he released the spiked shoulder pads.
Dragging the guy up by his hair, there was clear dread in his eyes. The music had died out, and the crowd had gone near-silent, awaiting what Nuke would do, as a few fans called out for him to either "Do it! ******** hit him!", or others began a chant of "******** you Nuke!"
Ignoring both sets of fans, Fusion yet again brought his knee in to the abdomen of the fan. Stepping back, his piercing eyes widened in a fit of rage as he rushed forward, punting the guy in the head and sending him dropping unconscious to the mat, courtesy of a Fusion Cutter.
The crowd set in to a massive jeer, yet again, right before Nuke was passed a microphone by a stage hand, and his voice boomed out around the arena, drowning out the jeers of disapproval and shock.
"You people are pathetic, you know that? This man deserved his fate, and yet you all decide to roar your disapproval. Do you know why you disapprove? You are weak, and you know that if you were to be in here with me one-on-one .. In this ring with the Undisputed Champion, the Magnum Opus, the Best in the World .. You wouldn't stand a chance. So you take this moment to join together, and try to find a way that you can try to mock me, or try to annoy and pester me.
Take this lowlife scumbag here, this piece of s**t at my feet. I get paid a hell of a lot of money to come out here and give some form of entertainment to you people. I get paid more in a year than you could ever think of earning in your lifetime. You guys pay me that, and yet you still despise me .. Let me try to comprehend this situation.
You pay WWF, who in turn pay me a large sum of money. Therefore, your money is going directly in to my pocket, to pay for my expensive manor estates in dear old England, and also to pay for my luxury foreign sports cars that I have imported. Not to mention my beach villa in Florida .. Yet, for all of that, you decide you want to hate me. Works for me. But what I did not sign up to as part of my contract, is to be touched by the likes of scum like this man. There is only a handful of guys in the back there worthy of going toe-to-toe with me, and those are guys that I respect. This inbred ******** is trouble-starting, moonshine drinking, white trash trailer redneck who could only afford to pay for his ticket because his girlfriend gave out a lot of more blowjobs on that street corner that she works on."
Moving the microphone to his other hand, he soaked in the venom and hatred that the fans were spewing towards him, enjoying each and every rude gester and disrepectful remark.
"Just remember ladies and gentlemen, that the more you hate me, the more I get paid. It's a funny world like that, isn't it? I walk in to WrestleMania as the number one contender, walk out as the biggest name in the company, retire Jarel .. And get a bonus pay rise for capturing gold.
So what did you guys do? Sit at home with your friends, drink lots of cheap beer and get in some pizzas. Then complain about how the show didn't quite fit what you wanted it to be like, simply because the more talented Superstar walked out as the Undisputed Championship?"
Looking around at the capacity crowd, Nuke had his mind set on one thing tonight though, at that was the next agenda.
"But let's get on to business, shall we? Besides the fact that this douche bag on the floor at my feet might just well have a concussion, the other big news on everyone's minds is about this main event tonight. You see, I'm here and ready to do battle .. But I'm being blindsided by management, by having a "mystery" opponent or some horse s**t.
I can guarantee that there is no one in the back who can match me, and just because I don't know who my opponent is, management think that they can scare me. What they don't realise .. Is that the Undisputed Champion is never afraid, no matter the size or reputation of his opponent.
So just send my opponent out, come on. This should be funny, seeing as everyone in the back just happens to be afraid that I will retire them, just like I retired Jarel .. You see, it is quite the opposite of what he stated on WWFG.com .. Jarel didn't retire because he had "done it all", but simply because he knew he could never gain back his title to such a powerful and technically-superior opponent. Not to mention the younger age, better looks, stunning smile, great eyes and hair, huge d**k, amazing style, magnificent finishing moves .. I could go on. No one in that back has a chance against me, and even they know it.
Now get the hell out here!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 6:28 pm
[[ Waiting on your choice of opponent, Tim. ]]
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 12:01 am
Linda was shown backstage on Camera.
"NUKE!"
The crowd turned towards the titantron.
"Nuke Up here!"
Linda paused for a moment.
"Here's the thing. The person that you were suppose to face..Well he didn't show up. Sadly. So we here at WWFG decide to pick a replacement. Someone that can rise to the situation. Someone that can tell time and make sure he doesn't miss his flight...He's sort of your friend. Or that's what we saw at Wrestlemania after you won The Undisputed title. But this is the Undisputed title so you never know what you could see. Heck from Jed's promo earlier I'm surprise I'm still here standing. But enough about me, Your opponent in this Scaffold match is...
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 12:42 am
When you're evil: Voltaire The arena went back to dark, as green smoke filled the ramp. When the Devil is too busy
And Death's a bit too much
They call on me by name you see,
For my special touch.
To the Gentlemen I'm Miss Fortune
To the Ladies I'm Sir Prize
But call me by any name
Any way it's all the same Chrono came out as the crowd booed heavily, he was clearly exhausted with his battle with Landry earlier. He limped a little as he made his way down the ramp.
I'm the fly in your soup
I'm the pebble in your shoe
I'm the pea beneath your bed
I'm a bump on every head
I'm the peel on which you slip
I'm a pin in every hip
I'm the thorn in your side
Makes you wriggle and writhe
And it's so easy when you're evil
This is the life, you see
The Devil tips his hat to me
I do it all because I'm evil
And I do it all for free
Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need
Chrono got to the end of the ramp, and pulled out a mic from his back pocket. He paused and shook his head to clear his thoughts and then he raised the mic up to his lips " Surprise, to see me? I know that if I was you.. I would be.. It's just like it says in my song 'They call on me, by name you see.. For my special touch..'
You see when it came to me in this place, it wasn't about titles. It was about getting noticed, every time I come here I do JUST that..
I get noticed.. I make moments..
Apparently what gets people noticed is power.. Well I have the ultimate power right here..." Chrono said as he pointed to the microphone " But sometimes.. It's not enough, Nuke.. You know I respect the hell out of you. We're friends, business partners, tag partners, faction partners. There is however one thing that you've done that I wanted, that 'should've' been my honor.. That was to take out the Dragon..
It was my destiny to win the royal rumble, to take out the dragon..
But some commoner got a fluke win in the rumble, and management held a tournament to decide a replacement because even THEY saw he wasn't up to par. It was supposed to be me, you and Shadow.. I had other business to take care of so you got a bide to the finals because lets face it, Shadow cannot handle the gods..
You used the shot that I gave you, to retire the Dragon and become the new Undisputed Champion, and I applaud you..
I would've done the same thing.." Chrono paused then he got into the ring to get in Nuke's face. " However, don't think that just because I had a helluva match with Landry that I'm going to pass up on THIS opportunity... Because the way I see it my friend is that you've done it all in this business, but except one thing..
Beat me..
I maybe battered, brusied, bloodied but I will still put on a hell of a fight.. I mean could you imagine me walking down the isle with my lovely bride wearing the Undisputed Championship?
That'd be a hell of a wedding present.." Chrono smirked as the crowd gave a half cheer, half boo response. " Shut up all of you, I'm not doing this for you people..
I'm doing this because I respect this man, he is the Undisputed Champion and he deserves to face the best, and I am the best.
Simply put, I am better than each and everyone of you, and each and everyone in the back.
I've proven that time and time and time again.
Even on my worst days, I am better than them Nuke, and you know that.
What do you say friend, we put get down to this show them just exactly what the gods can really do.
Then win, lose or draw we party until I get married.. Hell you can even be my best man." Chrono said offering a handshake.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 1:24 am
Nuke's face turned from one of curiosity, in to something of a sinister smirk. There was something turning in his head, and it was showing in those eyes of his, as they lit up.
"Chrono .. My old friend. If we're talking lyrics, mine still say 'Cause nothing lasts forever', and here I am .. The Dragon was struck with a sharp blade, and thrust over the mountain top, never to be seen again.
The Nuclear God meets the God of Time in the squared circle, for only the second time in our entire careers. Once we've met so far, that's it .. And this time, I will get that victory, that has so far eluded me. Those times back in other companies, there was always something or someone in the back holding me back, and keeping my mind away from my goal of defeating you.
But not this time, you see. There is nothing else than can sway me from my evolution through this company. From a meer mid-carder, I came in and gave these people the best action that they had ever seen. I won the Tag Titles, the Intercontinental .. Hell, I even won the Women's Championship, which soon-after became the Deific Championship; a title named after the first ever WWFG Grand Slam Champion.
This will be one for the ages."
Taking the hand of Chrono, he gripped his hand tight, and then moved his eyes upwards at the scaffolding that shadowed them from high above. Ladders were set up around the ring, with several others underneath the ring.
Letting go of Chrono's hand, the crowd stood on their feet as the two men stepped back .. The Gods were about to collide.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 1:28 am
Letting go of Nuke's hand. Chrono backed away as the ref started the bell. He put the microphone down. Then circled the ring a bit to get some feelings into his already sore muscles. Chrono was already in pain, that was evident but luckily he had sometime to re cooperate before this match, it might not have been enough but it'll have to do for now.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 1:32 am
Throwing his own microphone to the side, Nuke circled the ring with Chrono, keeping each man opposite each other to negate any possible sneak attacks. Creeping in towards the center of the ring, Nuke reached out for the first lockup of the match.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 11:28 pm
Chrono accepted the lock up with Nuke and attempted to transition it into a headlock
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 2:26 am
The headlock connected, and Nuke knew he had to move with the motion. Backing up in to the ropes, he attempted to use the momentum to send Chrono over in to the ropes opposite them.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 2:34 am
Nuke clearly the fresher man in the match was able to move Chrono into the ropes. Chrono flipped over but landed on the ring apron, he stood there for a moment surprised and attempted to elbow Nuke in the back of the head.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 4:22 pm
Nuke had kept himself inside the ring, but Chrono hadn't been completely pushed away. Turning to face where he should have landed, Fusion was caught with a hard thud, before being able to see what had even hit him.
He fell to one knee, reaching out to the bottom rope for support.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 6:01 pm
With Nuke's hand on the bottom rope, Chrono attempted to grab it, pull Nuke closer to him and drive his knee into the side of Nuke's head.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 10:37 am
The Champ was sent sprawled out across the ring, after a vicious knee to the temple. Holding the side of his head, he slowly tried to move on to his knees.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 9:00 am
Chrono slowly got into the ring the previous movement surprised the hell out of him. He caught his breath for a moment, and attempted a big boot to Nuke as he was getting up to his knees.
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