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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2023 12:56 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2023 1:22 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2023 2:28 pm
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Summers was forced to break from the hold before figuring out the next routine the competitors would engage in. He backs to his familiar corner realizing he needs a second to plan out his next move. Paul is there to wipe the sweat off of his leader's face while Tito Ortiz gives some advice, "Learn a man to eat, he's fish for a lifetime. He's tryna reach for those grapes. Make him wine." Sage wisdom from the veteran of the octagon. Showed Summers what needed to be done here if he had any hope of keeping control in this match. He shouldn't let Hiro catch his breathe but if there was a ever a time where he could get away with it, it'd be now. The boss was assured boos he heard while congregating with his staff were directed at Hiro for stopping the high octane pace that Summers had set with the knee drop/headlock combination.
Back in the production truck, Kevin Dunn is running around making sure the cameras are on a consistent two seconds and switch routine before barking out more orders. "tsuh tsuh tsuh Do NOT show any blood, we're still PG.. tsuh tsuh.. Go to commentary where the stars are! tsuh tsuh" Dunn runs to the coffee machine, Keurig, it wasn't '95 anymore, they kept coffee in house. He puts in a Dunkin' Donuts flavored K-Cup, his favorite, knowing this was going to be a long match and had only just begun. "Stop showing the Cornette mark! tsuh tsuh tsuh tsuh tsuh.. Show the babes in the front row! They're probably wearing tsuh tsuh.. white cotton panties tsuh tsuh tsuh tsuh...." Dunn trails off turning as red as fat Charles Robinson in his lustful fervor.
Summers climbs up to the second rope and raises his fist in the air in solidarity with Shah Ali Mohammed Shaquille to a chorus of boos from the clearly racist crowd. The rest of MMI does the same, they are one unit. Antonio Brown and the commentary team stand with them. Mark Laundre's Nigerian Prince father wires the company $250,000 American for this act of courage in the predominately white industry.
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2023 6:21 am
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Hiro would drag himself to the ropes, given the time he needed to be separated from Summers. The Ethnic Enigma cringed as his collarbone radiated pain, all he could do was stick his fingers into the pain spot and push, grimacing all the while. The crowds booing was becoming the most constant background track of all time, and Hiro knew that spoke negatively against him and WAY TOO WELL of BS. He had to get the crowd cheering again, reward them for their loyalty, and put together a big time comeback so he could just focus on whatever matches would come his way next instead of this cirque de solei garbage. Hiro would slowly, almost in a way that wouldn't draw attention, rise to his feet with the support of the ropes. His legs were still a wobbly from the LIONCOCK, that was a given, but for now he had to ignore the fact that he was damaged and quite possibly violated by a referee who was nonchalantly licking his fingers as if nobody would ever know. Hiro screamed out to Summers, "Hey, HEY -- let's get on with it, get down!" -- throwing his hands up and motioning for the last Marauder to get back into the fight and finally make it a real one, not this non-sanctioned defense of a beloved EWA staple championship.
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2023 2:44 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2023 7:56 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2023 4:34 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2023 7:06 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2023 11:03 am
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Stuck in the corner, the rapid fire chops has BS flailing like two bit mobster under tommy gunfire. Probably what he was going for with this whole schtick anyway. The Marauders opened the hottest clubs, kept members in the unions, and ate family dinner at the Olive Garden. The only change Summers was making was the transition to Carraba's. With him on top, they could afford to not need endless soups and breadsticks. Brantley's chest was the same color and consistency as ground beef after the mark's Kenta tribute.
SCHAUB: I gawd word from some bawld guy baggstage that thizziz some sort of combo another one of those PRIDE guys did. I would be worggin this guy, B. The only Messigan that could ever take me is my wive's boyfren T-City.
CALLEN: Yeah Brendan, he's really laying in those slaps to the champ's chest. I'm normally not one to root for losers, I'm not a friend of the left you know, so this is putting me in some conflict because I might after to break my code and cheer for someone illegally in the country twice.
Summers gets a brief reprieve as the challenger calls for the referee to check him for blood. The grease from the official's fingers mixes with the various oils that adorned the chest of BS to create an even more pronounced burning sensation in the pores his chest. Noticing that the champ's pectorals resembled that of one of his favorite delicacies, Bobinson took a his time to feel Summers up for deciding that know blood had yet been spilled, much to the crowd's chagrin. Freaked out and disgusted by his turn to get the official's touch, Summers could barely collect his breathe before getting sent across the ring to the opposite ropes. His momentum sends him flying back only to be met by a foot to the face from Hiro square along his nose. Summers briefly rolls back and forth pinching his nose shut hoping to not release any flood gates before trying to scramble up to his feet to keep his head leaned back.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2023 9:46 am
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CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASHHHHHHHHH
Just as Hiro is gaining the advantage, a Dodge SRT comes hurtling through the entrance ramp set, sparks of electricity popping as the vehicle screeches to a halt. Half of the fans recognize this vehicle from the backlot brawl earlier in the night, the other half of the fans had gone to the vendors or outside for a cigarette break knowing it was the cooldown match. The passenger door opens, and stumbling out of the car comes DJ Killa Kyle soaked in a crimson mask. Tripping as he crawls onto the ramp, the world's famous Tik Toker drags himself towards the ring barely able to see the two blobs in the ring. Although that didn't matter, he was too young to recognize either man. Grabbing onto the apron, he gasps struggling to pull himself up to his feet.
Meanwhile, Dana White pops out of the drivers seat. He waddles down the ramp as well, the sound of a tuba playing with each step as he makes his way around the announce table to join Callen and Schaub. The headsets rumble as he sits down, the sound of ragged and heavy breathing now coming through on the audio feed as White interjects himself into the broadcast.
SCHAUB: War the hell iz dis pizza ship doin here?! I oughta slahp da helloutofyouforeven-
Dana: (heavy breathing) Listen here...... You dumb..... Sack of s**t.... I'm da ********' boss here.... Uhhh... Uhhhgh... Got it?!! You sit there...... And you shut ur ********' mouth.... Or I'll have my schecurity get you the ******** out of here.... Got it?!!
Callen: Guys, guys... Lets focus on the action... It looks like Hiro's in control, but that wigger DJ Killa Kyle is hanging around at ringside... Everything is breaking down!
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2023 1:21 pm
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Hiro was taken as off guard as anyone else in the stadium as Dodge product came slamming through the entrance way, DJ Killa Kyle bleeding like a government mule while stumbling down the ramp. Hiro had no ******** idea who this guy was, he seemed like a real piece of s**t which was probably a reflection of his RPer and creator. The loser ******** stupid b***h was suddenly at ringside, but it wouldn't be for long that he'd be alone.
Better Than You. would storm out from the back around the car, stomping his way down to ringside he would aim to club DJ Killa Kyle in the back and then help load him into the ring, having a complete disregard that the two were interrupting one of the biggest matches at Wrestlemania this year. BTY. was in a hurry to finally end this match and keep his WWF:G career alive, deciding during this ridiculous bullshit brawl with this hard to write with racist that he did have a place in the company after all.
Meanwhile, at Centinela Hospital Medical Center, Nicky Delabonte Jr. was being rushed into emergency surgery, a knife broken off in his body. He had lost consciousness, and was bleeding profusely -- it was unknown if he was actually going to make it or not. In the mind of the sleeping Marauder, he could see nothing but bright lights...almost as if he were laying on the mat, looking up at a vision seen by many a loser before him.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2023 3:56 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2023 12:07 pm
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((Cartwright gave me permission to do this so if you have a problem with it, take it up with him))
DJ Killa Kyle gets clubbed in the back and gets rolled into the ring. It barely even impacts him and he kips up from the floor, then grabs the top rope shooting himself through the middle rope to dropkick BTY in the face. After successfully, hitting the dropkick, he skims the cat back into the ring and as Hiro is coming from behind to blindside him, catches him in a headscissors and whips him into the middle of the ring on his back.
Going back on offense, he grabs Hiro from off the ground and drills him with a Michinoku Driver. Then he gets up off of the ground and climbs to the top rope. Standing on the top rope he flies through the air, spinning around crashing into his dumb opponent with a 450 splash. Slamming onto the weak, stupid loser he gets up to his feet again and leans over the overrated challenger, flipping him the double bird before spitting right in his face. Then he b***h slaps him for good measure, completely devaluing his stock in one of the most important matches of his life. Finally turning back to Summers, he walks up to him helping him off the ground offering him a fist bump, which turns into a much lengthier, complex secret handshake ending in a side bro-hug.
"What's good OG? Just thought I'd drop by and help you shift this here momentum dawg.. Man did you just see that s**t, bro? Feels like I'm on a different mode rn, feels like I'm on like beast mode, but like an even higher mode than that. DM me, let's workshop some stuff, maybe come up with some new passive revenue ideas."
Concluding the handshake, DJ Killa Kyle turns around and runs full speed to the other side of the ring taking off, clearing the top rope easily for a Fosbury Flop to the outside destroying BTY and his pathetic career. Dusting himself off, he starts walking up the ramp pumping his arms to the stunned crowd. This was a completely different DJ Killa Kyle, one that they had never seen before. Absolutely incredible stuff.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2023 4:01 am
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Summers was lifted to his feet by the internet star after watching the beast of a different animal of a performance he just put in. None thought DJ Killa Kyle was going to be landing Michinoku Drivers and 450 Splashes, let alone in the technical masterclass of a match that was happening. The "OG" was confused, not exactly sure how to react to the series of events as things usually didn't go that way. Just a suddenly as he had come in, the TikTokker turned track star by landing the high jump over the ropes. At this point the champ was astounded, he might have found a new ace in the hole for his organization. No wrestler could hope to match the dominance and prowess DJ Killa Kyle displayed, and if he was able to keep that on, the viral sensation that swept the nation will be Summers's ticket everything in WWFG. As Kyle made his way up the ramp, Dana White gets up from the commentary booth and waddles to catch up with his new 20-something year old internet star bestfriend. Full send. At this point, Good Ol' JR has had enough and walks up the ramp with Dana and Kyle as WWFG Legend JBL's music plays. Schaub and King discuss forming a new King and the Sting podcast with Jerry replacing Theo Von. Schaub knew Lawler would fit right in with his crack squad of Callen, D'Elia, and Erik Griffin with all their similarities.
Kevin Dunn is having a meltdown in the production truck again. Bucky knew that being able to follow the car chase to the biggest match of the year could win him the Emmy he so desperately craved. Every twist thrown at his production was just another obstacle to prove that all his years kissing a** were going to mean something. DJ Killa Kyle and Schaub my hook him up with some baddies after this was all said and done. Suddenly, Dave Summers is seen in the truck with a note that he hands to Dunn. That's when Dave presses the button to play JBL's music, thinking it was JR's. Dunn scrambles to keep the cameras on the star trio instead of the still unfolding match as he reads the note he received.
Summers just watched his opponent and someone else's opponent get laid out. While shenanigans were commonplace for a Marauder match, this had gone to a place even the champ of a shut down territory couldn't figure out the correct response to the action. BS had to get to the matters at hand and secure his arbitrary defense of a belt he got from picking it up off of a stabbing victim. Looking to utilize the momentum shift he'd been given, Summers climbs up to the second rope, and using the fist that had been blessed with a better than beast mode dap of DJ Killa Kyle, aimed to take flight and hit another of his captivating signature lines of moves, the Diving Fist Drop! He hoped the swag and freshness radiating off his fist would be enough to open the skin of the challenger, aiming for somewhere on the face.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2023 11:37 am
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