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Post by Vertigolowe on Apr 22, 2009 14:22:37 GMT -5
 VCW Heavyweight Championship
Sudden Death 3-way[/color] Vertigo ~VS~ Scott Starnes ~VS~ Ryan Bowdridge (c)VCW Juniorweight Championship[/color] JLA "The Stooge" ~VS~ Jack Francis (c)VCW Las Vegas Championship
8-man Guantlet Match[/color] Dan Francisco (c) ~VS~ Jacob Anwar ~VS~ Kurt Engelhorn ~VS~ Water ~VS~
DJ Logan Sparks ~VS~ EFF Dash ~VS~ Andy Montoya ~VS~ tbaVCW Hardcore Championship[/color] Efrem Ethel ~VS~ Scrappy Joe (c)VCW Women's Championship[/color] Veronica Truman ~VS~ "The Rose" Elisha Knight (c)VCW Tag Team Championship[/color] Jimmy Richards & Dazza ~VS~ Grade A Tag Team (c)Number One Contender
VCW Juniorweight Championship[/color] Tyler Marx ~VS~ "The Swede" Carl Svensson"The Tradition" Seamus Anderson ~VS~ SlaughterhouseSledgehammer Justice ~VS~ Mass DestructionThe Coven (Tolliver & Kalkos) ~VS~ Roman BrothersBig Bertha ~VS~ Summer Brodey[/center] |
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Post by Vertigolowe on May 15, 2009 17:18:01 GMT -5
Sledgehammer Justice ~VS~ Mass DestructionBig Bertha ~VS~ Summer BrodeyThe Coven (Tolliver & Kalkos) ~VS~ Roman BrothersVCW Hardcore Championship [/color] Efrem Ethel ~VS~ Scrappy Joe (c)Number One Contender
VCW Juniorweight Championship[/color] Tyler Marx ~VS~ "The Swede" Carl SvenssonVCW Tag Team Championship[/color] Jimmy Richards & Dazza ~VS~ Grade A Tag Team (c)VCW Las Vegas Championship
8-man Guantlet Match[/color] Dan Francisco (c) ~VS~ Jacob Anwar ~VS~ Kurt Engelhorn ~VS~ Water ~VS~
DJ Logan Sparks ~VS~ EFF Dash ~VS~ Andy Montoya ~VS~ tba"The Tradition" Seamus Anderson ~VS~ SlaughterhouseVCW Women's Championship[/color] Veronica Truman ~VS~ "The Rose" Elisha Knight (c)VCW Juniorweight Championship[/color] JLA "The Stooge" ~VS~ Jack Francis (c)VCW Heavyweight Championship
Sudden Death 3-way[/color] Vertigo ~VS~ Scott Starnes ~VS~ Ryan Bowdridge (c) Click Here to vote for your favorite match![/center] |
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Post by RyanBow412 on May 15, 2009 21:03:14 GMT -5
"The Pain Train" Bill Dallas is celebrating his Las Vegas Title win by doing a long and complicated dance routine. During the dance, Water sneaks up behind him, spins him around and gives him a devastating Blue Stunner! He grabs a mic and holds it to his face.
"That was for stealing my pin!"
He gives Dallas a vicious stomp in the chest.
"That was for pinning me!"
He climbs the top turnbuckle, taunts, and jumps off, hitting Dallas with the Waterfall!
"And that, was for coming back."
He drops the mic and slides out of the ring.
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Post by EELON on May 17, 2009 6:47:52 GMT -5
Efrem Ethel stands over his fallen opponent as he is handed the VCW Hardcore Championship. Joe is slowly getting up, but is struck with a devastating hit with the title. Efrem drops the belt on the mat and then hoists Scrappy Joe up and hits the Impaler Drop on the title!
Joe is busted open and his blood covers the title. Ethel picks it up and shows it off for the crowd. He quickly look towards Daniel Diamondeye, who has gotten up from his seat leering at EE, before rolling out of the ring and head backstage while the crowd boos heavy.
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Post by Juan Hefe on May 17, 2009 7:38:45 GMT -5
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Legend:
Barry Knight
"Filthy" Rich Burton
Napalm (no mask, outside the ring dazed)
Chaos (mask, in the ring and pinned)
Juan Hefe
Ted Tsavales
Eats Like Tsavales
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After Sledgehammer Justice / Mass Destruction...
Barry Knight has just pinned Chaos in the middle of the ring after planting the masked behemoth there with a top rope fisherman buster. "Filthy" Rich Burton is returning from the outside where Napalm is still stunned (and standing!) from a sledgehammer blow to the head.
"Come on Bar'! We got some work to do! I'm gonna get the pepper spray!"
Knight crawls rolls off Chaos and shoots Burton a questionning look.
"Pepper spray, wot?"
Burton doesn't respond and instead walks over to where Juan Hefe, Ted Tsavales and Eats Like Tsavales are standing.
"Great match Rich! Lets hug it out!"
Burton brushes aside Tsavales's hug attempt and goes straight for his fanny pack.
"This ain't no time for huggin' Teddy Bear! Now gimme two of those pepper spray bombs I love oh so well!"
"He DOES love them WELL!" says Eats Like Tsavales.
Juan Hefe grabs Burton by the arm.
"Rich! The fat one without a mask is coming to!"
Burton finally finds two pepper spray bombs (PSBs) (along with two heaping handfuls of aligator melatonin Jelly BelliesTM, which he gives to Hefe). He heaves one of the PSBs to Knight in the ring.
"Bar'! Heads up!"
Knight catches the PSB and walks over to Chaos.
"How the chuffin' hell do these fings work?" says Knight, fumbling with the PSB trigger. His answer comes in the form of Chaos grabbing him by the throat.
"Rich! 'ELP!"
The monstrous Chaos rises to his feet, never releasing his grip on Knight's throat.
"RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" roars Chaos, inches away from Knight's face.
The next few moments happen almost too fast for the crowd to see. The first thing that happens is that Knight figures out how to fire the PSB just as he's about to lose consciousness. The second thing that happens is that Knight kicks Chaos in the groin with his shin. The third thing that happens is that Chaos releases his death grip on Knight's throat. The fourth and final thing that happens is Chaos bending forward directly into the path of the PSB's spray, most of which ends up in his eyes and mouth.
Meanwhile, outside the ring, Napalm has come to. Rich Burton doesn't waste a moment, hitting the brute with a full blast of pepper spray to the face. This doesn't slow down Napalm however, because within moments, Burton is knocked down to the floor with a vicious lariat. Ever the veteran, Burton crawls around the blinded Napalm and reaches his trusty sledgehammer, Betsy.
"Do your poppa proud baby!" screams Burton, kissing his sledgehammer's head.
With a roar, Napalm turns toward the sound of Burton's voice but is silenced almost immediately with a two handed sledgehammer blow to the head. The crowd (which had been going absolutely bananas throughout all of the post match shenanigans) goes deathly silent as they watch what could've well been a killing blow. But Napalm is no mere mortal, and Burton's strike, which would have caved in a normal man's skull all the way to the spine, merely stuns the blinded behemoth. Burton presses his advantage and puts Napalm down with a 1969'r to the concrete floor.
Back in the ring, Knight is attempting to stay out of Chaos's way as the masked-half of Mass Destruction charges about blindly, attempting to destroy anything it (yes, it) can get its hands on.
"A wee 'elp in 'ere Rich!"
Burton sighs, grabs Betsy and rolls into the ring.
"A fat man's work is never done, eh Bar'?"
Chaos's head snaps in Burton's direction and he charges blindly towards his prey. Burton, however, is ready and brings Chaos down with another devastating sledgehammer blow to the head. Chaos goes down, shuddering like a big animal taking a bullet.
"Batting one thousand tonight Bar'!"
"Yer sure are yer fat oaf. Now wot do we do wiv these two?"
Burton points to Hefe, who's still standing outside with the two handfuls of aligator melatonin Jelly BelliesTM.
"Hefe! Get in here! We've got to stuff these overgrown pieces of sh!t full of delicious medicine!"
Hefe slides into the ring and gives one of the handfuls to Burton. The Master of the 1969'r mushes up the foul smelling jelly beans into a paste, lifts up Chaos's mask enough to reveal the monster's mouth and shoves the whole mess in. Even though Chaos is completely unconscious, he still swallows everything down and opens his mouth, almost as if he's asking for more. Burton puts the mask back in place instead.
"Damn these fellas are scary."
The trio exit the ring and repeat the same process on Napalm (sans masque, of course).
As they leave the ringside area, the fans awake from their stupour and begin booing the departing group. Upon reaching the stage area, Knight leans in to Hefe.
"Oi guvnah, where's Elisha?"
Hefe chuckles.
"I got Bertha to lock her into her room and keep her there until her match."
"Cor blimey!"
Sledgehammer Justice, Juan Hefe, Ted Tsavales and Eats Like Tsavales leave the VCW Arena, accompanied by thunderous boos...
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Post by Juan Hefe on May 17, 2009 12:07:09 GMT -5
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Legend:
Seamus Anderson
Sad Boy
"The Misfit" Rob Frias
Mini Frias
Charon
Albino Warrior
War Machine
North Vegas Butcher
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After Seamus Anderson / Slaughterhouse...
"Them Bones" by Alice in Chains booms out of the VCW Arena speakers while Seamus Anderson celebrates his victory over Slaughterhouse via a Dislocatorplex / pin combination. That celebration is short lived as "Ohio is for Lovers" by Hawthorne Heights comes on the PA and out walks Sad Boy, alone and with a microphone. His neck is in a protective brace.
"Hey Seamus, that was quite the win. No really, do you just go around beating people up for fun? I mean did beating on emos lose its lustre?"
Still in the ring, Seamus gestures for a microphone.
"What the hell are you talking about Sad Boy? Get down here and I'll show you that beating on emos has emphatically NOT lost its lustre!"
Sad Boy walks right up to ring and points an accusing finger at Seamus
"God, you are such a downer Seamus! First you beat the hell out of me, now you're threatening to cripple me even further! Why do you hate so much?"
Seamus smiles and steps out onto the ring apron.
"I'll show you all there is to know about hate Sad Boy."
Sad Boy begins backing away from Anderson, who has now leaped down to the arena floor and has begun stalking the emo wunderkind.
"Now hold on Seamus! I didn't intend to cause a fight!"
"Coming out here and interrupting my music and you didn't think there'd be a fight? What the hell you smoking kid?"
Seamus is about to grab Sad Boy by the neck when he is smashed in the side of the head by a chair shot from the crowd. A chair wielded by none other than "The Misfit" Rob Frias! The face-painted menace leaps over the guardrail and takes down Seamus with a kick to the face.
"Sad Boy does not smoke you stupid, stupid man. He is what the kids today call 'Straight Edge'. Are you not what they call 'Straight Edge' Sad Boy?"
Sad Boy nods and abruptly shoves Frias out of the way.
"What manner of treachery is this Sad Boy?"
Sad Boy doesn't have time to answer as he is taken out by Anderson's lariat.
"You got a lot of nerve sending out a boy to do a man's job Frias!"
Frias smiles and points to the ramp area. Charon, Albino Warrior, War Machine and North Vegas Butcher are all standing there.
"As you can see my dear Shame-Us, I never do anything half baked! Acolytes! Attack!"
The four Misfit loyalists start running towards Seamus who charges up to meet his attackers! The crowd cheers wildly as Seamus lays waste to all four curtain-jerkers with Anderson Traditions all around. Barely winded, Seamus wipes his hands and walks back towards Frias, picking up a microphone in the process. Frias, for his part, does the same and starts walking towards Anderson.
"You stupid, Frias? My blood is up and I'm liable to tear you a new one."
Frias laughs as if he'd just heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Me? Stupid? Surely you jest. By the way Shame-Us, have you ever felt fifty thousand volts of energy coursing through you?"
"Huh?"
"Now Mini Frias!"
Seamus spins around in an attempt to fend off the surprise attack he expects, but he never looks down. And that is a pity, because down is where Mini Frias is, tazer in hand. And down is where the tazer is aimed, or more accurately, down in Anderson's groin area.
"Why you little bast...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
The pain is immense as Mini Frias repeatedly fires the tazer into Anderson's nether regions. Finally, the sadistic dwarf's attack is halted by Frias.
"Enough Mini Frias! We want Shame-Us to survive until the next Longshot! I have big blans for Shame-Us at Longshot, and it would not do in the least to have him completely incapacitated!"
"The Misfit" Rob Frias walks back towards the arena entrance with Mini Frias following closely behind, under a barrage of debris from the fans in attendance.
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