Post by Admin on May 8, 2017 19:26:19 GMT
Gordon Spirits: On behalf of my partner, Russell Meijer, welcome to pure bedlam! They call this nascent league Warrior Wrestling, but maybe a more appropriate title is Warrior Brawling...this ring that you see currently filled with a highly-skilled version of a streetfight was supposed to be host to a battle royal to determine the tag-team champions...but unfortunately, the peace could not be kept long enough to get the cameras rolling, let alone for the referee to get things officially under way!
Russell Meijer: Putting that many wrestlers in one place and expecting them to behave is like lighting up a stick of dynamite and expecting it not to explode!
Gordon Spirits: The recently allied KnightMask and Big Dusty Haystacks were the first to make it to the ring, followed by Nightshade, a lady from Japan who is coming in with a major reputation...Spacehawk was next to arrive...and that's a feller who, cape and overall weirdness aside, got into the pro-wrestling business to put his little sister through college. Between the four of them, there was a lot of class in the ring, a lot of handshakes, the lady Nightshade gave a bow to the others and generally it was looking like we were gonna have a very sporting contest, the kind that makes me proud to be a wrestling announcer. Wildchild was next to the show, and while she didn't do any handshakin', she balanced herself on the ropes an' waited like an adult for the contest to get under way...then Johnny Revolution, the legendary former UWL world champ made his way to the ring...only to be assaulted before he could even get down there, by a raging mad Athena Fury, the same young lady that Revolution took a cheap shot at in his first appearance for the Warrior Wrestling League...posing a referee during one of Athena's matches...well this time, Athena had the drop on Revolution...first she went to work with her bo staff...then she put her boots, and knees and elbows to him outside the ring...and while that took up the referee's attention...the Nuclear Night Wings slid out from under the ring and launched a sneak attack of their own...chaos took the reins from there and never let go! We've got all our stars trying to kill each other in the ring...and, oh boy...it’s only going to get worse from here on out...
Russell Meijer: Business is picking up, people! At the top of the entrance ramp, it’s Madman and the fanged, gray giant, Rogar! Look at them, sporting sunglasses and leather jackets with the old Prime Evils logo on them! Guess they’re still carrying the torch for that old stable! They’re smirking…I think they’re getting a kick out of watching the rest of the Warrior Wrestling roster destroy each other! Rogar tosses back that black mane of his...howls and…man! It’s like, he gave a quick flex of his muscles as he was howling, and his leather jacket and shirt just exploded into a million pieces! That’s one jacked giant!
Gordon Spirits: The Prime Evils—I’ll call them that because I guess that’s what they still call themselves—are on the march towards the ring…but meanwhile…inside the ring…Ukyo of the Nuclear Night Wings comes off the ropes with a drop-kick for KnightMask…and the silent submission-ace meets him mid-air, wrapping his legs around Basho’s and gripping the Japanese wrestler’s foot in a toe-hold…by the time they hit the mat, Basho’s already tapping out! It’s the first elimination of the match! Ukyo is right on top of KnightMask, none too pleased about his partner being taken out, putting the boots to KnightMask and now Irish-whipping him off the ropes…KnightMask comes off with a one-handed cartwheel, picking Ukyo’s ankle with his free hand…Ukyo is down as KnightMask lands on his feet, still gripping Ukyo’s ankle…turns him over into a half-crab…and Ukyo is the second man eliminated, by the master of leglocks!
Russell Meijer: While KnightMask was busy with that half-crab, Johnny Revolution was sizing him up for a super-kick…right to his masked kisser! KnightMask staggers back, right into a roundhouse kick to the face from the Amazonian Athena Fury! Now he staggers back towards Revolution, who nails him with a right hand…and he’s back towards Athena Fury…she takes her turn with a flying knee….and now Johnny Revolution plants him face-first with the face-cutter he calls the Pains of Revolution!
Gordon Spirits: KnightMask’s erstwhile ally, Big Dusty Haystacks, seems too preoccupied with the fact that Wild Child has attached herself to his massive back and his attempting to claw his eyes out! The Big Man’s got the strength to pull her off, but I don’t think he has the flexibility to reach her back there! And will you look at that…chivalry isn’t dead folks, Revolution backs off of KnightMask’s unconscious form, and suggest that Athena Fury do the honors…well, they got off to a rocky start when Revolution cheap-shotted her earlier this week, but it looks like…well, looks like Spacehawk and Nightshade don’t think too much of two on one! Spacehawk flies across the ring at Revolution, decking him with a Superman punch…while Nightshade takes Athena Fury down with a good ol’ foot-sweep!
Russell Meijer: But who is gonna help Big Dusty…? Wild Child is on ‘em like a backpack…clawin’ him up...she’s like an itch the poor guy can’t reach! Wait, Wild Child balances now on Dusty’s shoulders and leaps off like he was some kinda diving board, straight for Nightshade! They’re rolling around…and Wild Child’s cut Nightshade open with those talons of hers…Spacehawk moves to pull Wild Child off, and…she bit his hand! Now Spacehawk is bleeding too! Wildchild breaks free, slashes the chest of KnightMask…and then slides outta the ring…and….she’s headed over this way, folks!
Wild Child: Hey fellahs, mind if I sit in on this broadcast for a minute?
Gordon Spirits: Wha—don’t you have business to attend to in that ring…?
Wild Child: Not really…I’m into working harder, not smarter Gordon-baby. In this case, I’m going to let a certain wolf that smells blood do my work for me.
Russell Meijer: The referee is hollerin’ at you to get your rump back in the ring, missy…I think you’d better give him a listen!
Gordon Spirits: The referee took his eyes off the ball, in this case, Spacehawk’s! Revolution nails him in the …and Revolution pounces, planting him face-first with the Pains of Revolution! Revolution rolls Spacehawk up for the cover and the 1-2…3! That’s three down…meanwhile, the referee, still arguing with Wildchild to get back in the ring, doesn’t notice Athena Fury going after Nightshade and Big Dusty with her bo-staff!
Wild Child: Nice baton twirling by Athena…with those shoulder pads and her size, I’d figure her more for a linebacker than a high school band member, but you learn something new every day!
Gordon Spirits: With razor-sharp timing, Nightshade ducks beneath the arc of Athena’s bo-staff and, with chop to the wrist, disarms Athena Fury! Now Big Dusty is free to level Athena with a massive…well, a massive running belly smash for lack of a better word! And what’s this…? Nightshade charges straight into Big Daddy with a flying kick—and here I thought they’d joined forces—and rebounds off, into a flying heel-kick smack to the face of Johnny Revolution! Revolution stumbles back on his heels…and Nightshade runs in the other direction, jumps feet first into Big Daddy’s belly, bounces off into a back-flip kick to Revolution! Revolution is down…and I can’t figure out with Big Daddy and Nightshade are working together or what…
Wild Child: Doesn’t really matter, because they’re both bleeding, baby. And Rogar’s in house now!
Gordon Spirits: While Madman casually strolls down the entrance ramp, Rogar has fallen upon all fours…he’s moving with such speed that he’s become a big, gray blur…and now he’s in the ring…his red eyes blazing like…like…
Wild Child: Like a wolf that’s smelled blood!
Gordon Spirits: Rogar…Rogar just nailed Big Daddy with a clothesline so hard the big man went 180 degrees…! Nightshade throws a kick at Rogar, but he swats her foot aside and seizes her by the throat...and by all that’s Holy…he just bit into Nightshade’s throat! Cut the cameras, cut the cameras! What is going on here? Get some medics out…he’s holding Big Daddy aloft as if the 400-pounder was weightless…and how, he’s sinking those blood-soaked fangs into Big Daddy’s neck as well! We are witnessing a murder here…this is too much…we need medics, we need police…we need…
Russell Meijer: Madman is in the ring now…he’s trading blows with Athena Fury, but she’s all over him with her Muay Thai knees and elbows…she’s got him in a clinch, just like she held him last time…and now she’s really letting the knees fly…Revolution is sitting back, meanwhile…surveying the pure carnage in the ring…
Wild Child: What a chicken, huh? Sitting back while everyone else does the work…get in there Revolution!
Gordon Spirits: Young lady, there’s nothing amusing about this situation. Two of your fellow wrestlers may very well be dead…
Wild Child: Dead…? If the rumors about Rogar are true, that’s the least of their worries, babe.
Russell Meijer: Madman is soaking up knees…trapped in that clinch…but wait, he rears back…and nails Athena with a massive headbutt! They break apart…and now Athena leaps forward with her trade-mark flying knee…and Madman nails her in mid-air with the Heart Stopper! She’s out cold…but Madman isn’t finished with her…he grabs her throat in his hands and strangles the air out of her…I guess that’s a choke-out…Athena Fury is eliminated!
Gordon Spirits: Will you stop that Russell? This is not a match anymore…this is a public execution and it needs to be stopped!
Russell Meijer: Maybe it will be yet…KnightMask just kipped up to his feet, finally back from la-la land courtesy of the Pains of Revolution…Rogar is frothing at the mouth…I don’t think he knows where he is…he’s a shark in a feeding frenzy!
Wild Child: Not a shark, a wolf Russ-Russ! Its down to KnightMask, Rogar…Madman, Johnny Revolution…and yours truly, baby!
TO BE CONTINUED
Russell Meijer: Putting that many wrestlers in one place and expecting them to behave is like lighting up a stick of dynamite and expecting it not to explode!
Gordon Spirits: The recently allied KnightMask and Big Dusty Haystacks were the first to make it to the ring, followed by Nightshade, a lady from Japan who is coming in with a major reputation...Spacehawk was next to arrive...and that's a feller who, cape and overall weirdness aside, got into the pro-wrestling business to put his little sister through college. Between the four of them, there was a lot of class in the ring, a lot of handshakes, the lady Nightshade gave a bow to the others and generally it was looking like we were gonna have a very sporting contest, the kind that makes me proud to be a wrestling announcer. Wildchild was next to the show, and while she didn't do any handshakin', she balanced herself on the ropes an' waited like an adult for the contest to get under way...then Johnny Revolution, the legendary former UWL world champ made his way to the ring...only to be assaulted before he could even get down there, by a raging mad Athena Fury, the same young lady that Revolution took a cheap shot at in his first appearance for the Warrior Wrestling League...posing a referee during one of Athena's matches...well this time, Athena had the drop on Revolution...first she went to work with her bo staff...then she put her boots, and knees and elbows to him outside the ring...and while that took up the referee's attention...the Nuclear Night Wings slid out from under the ring and launched a sneak attack of their own...chaos took the reins from there and never let go! We've got all our stars trying to kill each other in the ring...and, oh boy...it’s only going to get worse from here on out...
Russell Meijer: Business is picking up, people! At the top of the entrance ramp, it’s Madman and the fanged, gray giant, Rogar! Look at them, sporting sunglasses and leather jackets with the old Prime Evils logo on them! Guess they’re still carrying the torch for that old stable! They’re smirking…I think they’re getting a kick out of watching the rest of the Warrior Wrestling roster destroy each other! Rogar tosses back that black mane of his...howls and…man! It’s like, he gave a quick flex of his muscles as he was howling, and his leather jacket and shirt just exploded into a million pieces! That’s one jacked giant!
Gordon Spirits: The Prime Evils—I’ll call them that because I guess that’s what they still call themselves—are on the march towards the ring…but meanwhile…inside the ring…Ukyo of the Nuclear Night Wings comes off the ropes with a drop-kick for KnightMask…and the silent submission-ace meets him mid-air, wrapping his legs around Basho’s and gripping the Japanese wrestler’s foot in a toe-hold…by the time they hit the mat, Basho’s already tapping out! It’s the first elimination of the match! Ukyo is right on top of KnightMask, none too pleased about his partner being taken out, putting the boots to KnightMask and now Irish-whipping him off the ropes…KnightMask comes off with a one-handed cartwheel, picking Ukyo’s ankle with his free hand…Ukyo is down as KnightMask lands on his feet, still gripping Ukyo’s ankle…turns him over into a half-crab…and Ukyo is the second man eliminated, by the master of leglocks!
Russell Meijer: While KnightMask was busy with that half-crab, Johnny Revolution was sizing him up for a super-kick…right to his masked kisser! KnightMask staggers back, right into a roundhouse kick to the face from the Amazonian Athena Fury! Now he staggers back towards Revolution, who nails him with a right hand…and he’s back towards Athena Fury…she takes her turn with a flying knee….and now Johnny Revolution plants him face-first with the face-cutter he calls the Pains of Revolution!
Gordon Spirits: KnightMask’s erstwhile ally, Big Dusty Haystacks, seems too preoccupied with the fact that Wild Child has attached herself to his massive back and his attempting to claw his eyes out! The Big Man’s got the strength to pull her off, but I don’t think he has the flexibility to reach her back there! And will you look at that…chivalry isn’t dead folks, Revolution backs off of KnightMask’s unconscious form, and suggest that Athena Fury do the honors…well, they got off to a rocky start when Revolution cheap-shotted her earlier this week, but it looks like…well, looks like Spacehawk and Nightshade don’t think too much of two on one! Spacehawk flies across the ring at Revolution, decking him with a Superman punch…while Nightshade takes Athena Fury down with a good ol’ foot-sweep!
Russell Meijer: But who is gonna help Big Dusty…? Wild Child is on ‘em like a backpack…clawin’ him up...she’s like an itch the poor guy can’t reach! Wait, Wild Child balances now on Dusty’s shoulders and leaps off like he was some kinda diving board, straight for Nightshade! They’re rolling around…and Wild Child’s cut Nightshade open with those talons of hers…Spacehawk moves to pull Wild Child off, and…she bit his hand! Now Spacehawk is bleeding too! Wildchild breaks free, slashes the chest of KnightMask…and then slides outta the ring…and….she’s headed over this way, folks!
Wild Child: Hey fellahs, mind if I sit in on this broadcast for a minute?
Gordon Spirits: Wha—don’t you have business to attend to in that ring…?
Wild Child: Not really…I’m into working harder, not smarter Gordon-baby. In this case, I’m going to let a certain wolf that smells blood do my work for me.
Russell Meijer: The referee is hollerin’ at you to get your rump back in the ring, missy…I think you’d better give him a listen!
Gordon Spirits: The referee took his eyes off the ball, in this case, Spacehawk’s! Revolution nails him in the …and Revolution pounces, planting him face-first with the Pains of Revolution! Revolution rolls Spacehawk up for the cover and the 1-2…3! That’s three down…meanwhile, the referee, still arguing with Wildchild to get back in the ring, doesn’t notice Athena Fury going after Nightshade and Big Dusty with her bo-staff!
Wild Child: Nice baton twirling by Athena…with those shoulder pads and her size, I’d figure her more for a linebacker than a high school band member, but you learn something new every day!
Gordon Spirits: With razor-sharp timing, Nightshade ducks beneath the arc of Athena’s bo-staff and, with chop to the wrist, disarms Athena Fury! Now Big Dusty is free to level Athena with a massive…well, a massive running belly smash for lack of a better word! And what’s this…? Nightshade charges straight into Big Daddy with a flying kick—and here I thought they’d joined forces—and rebounds off, into a flying heel-kick smack to the face of Johnny Revolution! Revolution stumbles back on his heels…and Nightshade runs in the other direction, jumps feet first into Big Daddy’s belly, bounces off into a back-flip kick to Revolution! Revolution is down…and I can’t figure out with Big Daddy and Nightshade are working together or what…
Wild Child: Doesn’t really matter, because they’re both bleeding, baby. And Rogar’s in house now!
Gordon Spirits: While Madman casually strolls down the entrance ramp, Rogar has fallen upon all fours…he’s moving with such speed that he’s become a big, gray blur…and now he’s in the ring…his red eyes blazing like…like…
Wild Child: Like a wolf that’s smelled blood!
Gordon Spirits: Rogar…Rogar just nailed Big Daddy with a clothesline so hard the big man went 180 degrees…! Nightshade throws a kick at Rogar, but he swats her foot aside and seizes her by the throat...and by all that’s Holy…he just bit into Nightshade’s throat! Cut the cameras, cut the cameras! What is going on here? Get some medics out…he’s holding Big Daddy aloft as if the 400-pounder was weightless…and how, he’s sinking those blood-soaked fangs into Big Daddy’s neck as well! We are witnessing a murder here…this is too much…we need medics, we need police…we need…
Russell Meijer: Madman is in the ring now…he’s trading blows with Athena Fury, but she’s all over him with her Muay Thai knees and elbows…she’s got him in a clinch, just like she held him last time…and now she’s really letting the knees fly…Revolution is sitting back, meanwhile…surveying the pure carnage in the ring…
Wild Child: What a chicken, huh? Sitting back while everyone else does the work…get in there Revolution!
Gordon Spirits: Young lady, there’s nothing amusing about this situation. Two of your fellow wrestlers may very well be dead…
Wild Child: Dead…? If the rumors about Rogar are true, that’s the least of their worries, babe.
Russell Meijer: Madman is soaking up knees…trapped in that clinch…but wait, he rears back…and nails Athena with a massive headbutt! They break apart…and now Athena leaps forward with her trade-mark flying knee…and Madman nails her in mid-air with the Heart Stopper! She’s out cold…but Madman isn’t finished with her…he grabs her throat in his hands and strangles the air out of her…I guess that’s a choke-out…Athena Fury is eliminated!
Gordon Spirits: Will you stop that Russell? This is not a match anymore…this is a public execution and it needs to be stopped!
Russell Meijer: Maybe it will be yet…KnightMask just kipped up to his feet, finally back from la-la land courtesy of the Pains of Revolution…Rogar is frothing at the mouth…I don’t think he knows where he is…he’s a shark in a feeding frenzy!
Wild Child: Not a shark, a wolf Russ-Russ! Its down to KnightMask, Rogar…Madman, Johnny Revolution…and yours truly, baby!
TO BE CONTINUED