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Post by El Propietario de GOL! on May 1, 2016 10:21:41 GMT
Dedicated to Kris Travis & Chyna
------------------------------- The boardroom of Diaz Sports Inc is busy with board of directors, investors, market researchers…..and GOL! GM Chaos Dragon who looks extremely out of place with his forced suit on and quills from his mask tied back. While he may be wearing a mask, you can tell the boredom on his face. Carlos Diaz is currently heading a meeting regarding the future of GOL! And what he sees as the sufficient way to go forward with the promotion. Diaz: As you can see with our expected growth, having all of these other companies involved with our company will only stunt our growth and possible profit we can make going forward.Dragon looks to the other investors as if he was looking to see if they had the shocking impression like he had. Diaz: The sooner we can expand the face of GOL! With talent like DC Wiland the better so we can buy out and take out all other companies that pose a threat. With my money, that is possible!Dragon purposely makes a hard laugh at Diaz’s claims. Carlos tries to not visibly show he is affected by it as he tries to carry on. Diaz: Chapter Uno was a huge success story and lets see if we can start the building blocks towards growing this Company and making so much money! I mean we could be smoking cigars potentially at our supershow if this keeps on going. Our empire can grow and no one can stop us!Dragon in the middle of Diaz’s ongoing conversation decides to subtly give him the middle finger with Carlos notices. Diaz: Hey! CD: What?
Diaz: Did you just flip me off?!
CD: Oh no I was stretching my finger!
Diaz: No you just flipped me off! CD: Oh grow up Carlos! Diaz: It’s behaviour like this that can make me fire your –Dragon gives him the middle finger again. Diaz: Hey! You just flipped me off again!
CD: Oh that one this time that was me! Diaz: I am THIS close to firing you!
CD: But you won’t. Your little feedback sheets all pointed at how cool the GM was. Because I’m not a money grabbing thundercunt like you! Dragon stands up from his chair. CD: I mean fellas I know we like a little bit of money but what the fuck? You’re treating the fans and the luchas like their ants for fucks sake? Buying out, cashing in? Do you guys care at all about Lucha Libre and prowrestling? In fact don’t answer that! The disciples came to you for help and you said you would preserve Lucha Libre wrestling, not commercialise it douchebag!
Diaz: Then how do you make money to keep it going idiot! CD: Well it’s simple to me idiot, when you say you’ll help that means help us. Non for profit wrestling society that wants to draw wrestling from all over the world together and making this community stronger. That’s where you should be looking at, not making your wallets bigger!Chaos Dragon begins to walk out before having one final thing to say. CD: Oh and suck my puff the magic dragon dick if you think DC is the face of the company, king of dick hats! Jesus Christ capitalists assclowns!Chaos Dragon walks out which prompts all at the meeting to look at Diaz to see how he reacts to one member challenging him. Diaz wipes away sweat from his forehead before having a sip of tequila. Diaz: I don’t think Mr Dragon knows what is best for business. And all I know from my vast experience is my way is best for business….With DC Wiland as face of the company.The meeting restarts but not after Diaz notices his prized Porsche has had a hat with dicks on it spray painted on his car. He clinches his fists before murmuring to himself. Diaz: Dragon….………… The night time has come in on the streets of Los Angeles. You are looking at this first tense so it’s like you literally watching this from your own eyes. Outside this rundown building that looks like it is beginning to rust and needs renovation are a group of fans that are outside smoking. A few are wearing masks while there is one particular guy that is the source of the humour. You are walking towards the group to which the closer you get you see the group smoking recreational drugs. The one main guys turns around and sees you and immediately chucks the spliff and breathes out quickly, coughing afterwards. He puts the quills on his mask behind him as he begins to address you. “Oh you’re back again! Awesome! Well what are you waiting for let’s get you inside dude!He invite you in as the doors are opened by Hispanic bouncers. You pull your ticket out from your wallet and hand it over to staff who scan it and stub it for you. “Best of luck again Dragon.” “Thanks darling! Me you afterwards?”
He winks at the female staff member before looking at you and waves you to come up the stairs; you see the masks again and see how there are so many of them. “This is our wall of respect. A lot of brothers and sisters have been lost sacrificing their lives for Lucha Libre and pro wrestling. We put their masks on the walls as a sign of respect and appreciation for what they have done.”You are handed a free beer by bar staff. “Yeah it’s our second show and because the first was a massive hit so we’ve giving you all decided on giving you all free beer again! Awesome ain’t it?!. Don’t tell the owner though, he’s still a dick! I bet you are wondering how we are still getting away with this? Well I forge his signature very well!You get to the top of the stairs and see fans drinking and having a good time. You hear really heavy music as Dragon continues to talk to you. “So you should know about us right now. We have a top tier with a balcony and a stand that leads to the bottom bit where the ring is. Bars are on both floors, that’s important. There’s food carts available too. You know now the Luchadors and Luchadoras come through that door over there and then down the stairs at the other side and then walk down stairs through the crowd! We can fit about a thousand. Again all we ask is you respect those that deserve respect, but you can shove the dicks though! Oh we better give you a better view!”Dragon opens the door to let you through and you are once again in awe of the energy of the labyrinth. You see on the left a heavy metal band playing really heavy music as the fans chant loud, waiting for the show to start! You see the sold out labyrinth with fans chanting and singing having a great time. “We show up here once a month, have one MASSIVELY AWESOME time and leave. You guys are our priority! We have luchadors, luchadoras and international talent. They bust their asses for you for your moneys worth so give them a cheer! “
You see Dragon climbing over the barricade of the upper balcony. The fans see him and scream in support for him. “ARE YOU GUYS FUCKING READY FOR SOME LUCHA LIBRE ACTION!” YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!Dragon turns to you and gives a thumbs. “So what are we waiting for? Get your seat, sit down and prepare to PARTY!!!”Chaos Dragon jumps off from the barricade and drops right into the fans! They crowd surf him as Chapter Dos: Thundercunt commences! The heavy metal music gets louder as the camera pans all of the fans and then right on to our commentators of GOL; Luchadora Sabrina and Lucha Libre legend. Ramon “El Torro” Rodriquez. S: The underground is once again alive and kicking! Welcome everyone to the second chapter! My name is Sabrina and to my left is my partner in announcing for Guerreros of Lucha is the one and only El Torro! Ramon Rodriquez!
RR: Tonight we have it all. We have the first round matches of the Rey De Reyes tournament to crown our first ever Rey De Reyes champion. We have the super falcon cup first round matches and the owners of NGW, Pollomania and BFW are here tonight! And of course our main event….A LEGO DEATHMATCH between Sam Washington and El Trebol Jr
S: The party in Guerreros of Lucha hasn’t stopped since we started and we still have beers!Sabrina and Ramon toast their full pints of beer by smashing them against each other. They have a introductory drink of their beers as they get ready to announce.
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Post by El Propietario de GOL! on May 1, 2016 10:26:00 GMT
Ring announcer Terri Castillo smirks as the first three rings of the bell are rung to commence chapter uno!
DING DING DING!
TC: The following Lucha….
The metal band initially are confused but then speak amongst each other and have a go at covering a metal version of Kelis’ Milkshake.
“My Milkshake brings all the boys to the yard-“
Holly Guacamole emerges through the doors and lifts her arms up as the adrenaline travels all over her body!
RR: Now this my amigos is the sister of Tiger Mask Red. A talented kid who is keen to spread her name all over Lucha Libre………..Who the fuck is that!”
A giant man soon creeps in behind her wearing a suit and a face mask and nods at Holly before the pair make their way down the steps. Some fans are so frightened they half hold out their hands for a high five.
TC: Being accompanied by Brutus Smith. From Ontario Canada!! Making her GOL! Debut! Holly Guacamole!
Brutus to lift her up onto the apron & as she enters the ring between the top & middle ropes, she wiggles her bum at the camera. Once in the ring she skips around waving her hockey stick over her head before finally handing it to Brutus.
S: That dude is pretty big!
RR: Think we just had a total eclipse here! Good luck Miss Dynamite against her!
The bell goes as Brutus Smith hugs Holly and leaves the ring. Miss Dynamite goes for a quick attack on Holly with elbow strikes and slaps before Holly counters with a Victor Roll leg lock that is easily converted into a kneebar! Miss Dynamite screams in pain but quickly goes to the ropes as the ref breaks the hold.
S: Great agility!
RR: Brutus approves!
Holly carries on the assault by clotheslining Dynamite over the ropes and out of the ring. She smirks at the camera and shakes her backside before getting herself set up for a suicide dive through the ropes! Brutus points at the steel steps. She picks up Dynamite and throws her through the hard steel steps!
S: Ouch!
She rolls her back into the ring for a cover.
1..
2…
Kick out by Dynamite.
Holly carries on with an attempted headlock, but Dynamite rolls them both across the ring that breaks the hold and counters with a huge knee to the chin of Holly that stuns her. She then unleashes a flurry of punches and kicks to the head and quads of Holly! Dynamite roars to the crowd and dashes off the ropes and towards Holly, but Holly counters with a tilt a whirl backbreaker! She then bounces off the ropes and delivers a running knee!
RR: There goes a tooth!
Counter;
1..
2..
Kick out by Dynamite.
All of a sudden Dynamite gets a hold of Hollys arm and locks in an arm bar. She then rolls over Holly so she is on her back for a near clean arm bar!
S: Holly is in serious trouble here!
Holly grabs her fingers from the locked arm to stop it being fully locked out and risk losing on her debut match! She gradually gets to her and then proceeds to lift Miss Dynamite off the mat!
S: Look at the power!
And delivers a massive powerbomb that forces Dynamite to let go! She goes to the top rope and shouts at the crowd who partially respond. She sees Dynamite slowly get to her feet!
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CROSSBODY DIVE!
NO! Dynamite dodges and Holly crashes to the ground and counters with a gigantic lariat that spins Holly 360 degrees!
RR: Holy shit!
Cover!
1..
2..
Holly barely kicks out!
S: Just in time for Holly. Almost a disastrous debut!
Miss Dynamite claps her hands as she tries to get the crowd on her side as she wipes away blood dripping down her mouth. She starts to kick the chest of the kneeled Holly. The kicks are vicious and loud that provoke a loud response from the fans. Miss Dynamite goes for one massive kick, but Holly counters by grabbing her leg and slams forward her leg to cause Dynamite to crash down to the mat. She quickly does a roll up from behind as she goes for the cover!
1..
2…
Kick out by Dynamite!
Dynamite rolls back up and the pair trade blows to the delight of the crowd who roar on support of punches being traded by both woman. Holly initially gets the upper hand as Dynamite looks sluggish and staggered to the point she is now missing shots! Holly goes for a huge knee shot.
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BUT DYNAMITE COUNTERS WITH A MASSIVE POP UP POWERBOMB!
RR: I think Mexico just heard that!
Miss Dynamite makes a cut throat motion as she signals for the end of the match and the end for Holly Guacamole on her GOL debut!
S: This would be a massive upset!
RR: Holly is in very serious danger here!
Dynamite puts Holly in position as she signals for the finish, but Brutus Smith stands on top of the ring mat to distract her.
RR: This is like beauty and the beast here!
S: What is gonna happen here?!
Dynamite drops Holly down and walks towards Brutus, but not too close to possibly get in the grasps of the giant. She shakes her head at him before Brutus makes a copied cut throat motion of his own
BS: I AM BRUTUS!
RR: Doesn’t speak much we see!
She turns her attentions back at Holly;
….
But holly hits a perfect tilt a whirl takedown that takes down Dynamite to the ring. She’s kneeled in the middle of the ring as Holly sees her chance.
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THE HOLY GUACAMOLE!
S: Ouch!!
But Holly isn’t done and goes to the top ropes. She signals that she wants to finish this once and for all.
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WHOOPIE CUSHION SENTON!
RR: Goodnight!
Cover;
1…2…3.
Holly wins on her GOL debut!
TC: Here is your winner! Holly Guacamole!
Holly grabs the mic and asks for her music to be cut.
HG: Let it be known to Lady Stardust and La Cucaracha that there is another luchadora that is in the hunt for the fierce female title! I WILL become the first ever woman’s champion in GOL!
Brutus applauds from behind as her music starts to play again.
S: Massive statement made by Holly on her debut.
RR: Oh this division is going to be fun to watch!!
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Post by El Propietario de GOL! on May 1, 2016 10:31:20 GMT
DING DING DING
TC: The following Lucha….Is a first round match in the Super Falcon Cup!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
The ringpost mechanism is enabled to double them and the ropes in size with now 6 ropes instead of 3.
RR: Here we go!
"Dark Horses" by Switchfoot begins to play as Avery Miles makes his way out to the labyrinth. The word "MILES" shimmers on the screen behind him and he pulls back his hoody and smiles to the crowd. He is joined by his fiancee, Alycia Morgan. He offers a kiss to her cheek as he runs down the steps slapping hands of the fans and climbs up the corner of the turnbuckle. She walks down the ramp and remains on the outside. He holds his arms out to the sides as the crowd cheers. Avery makes his way to the top turnbuckle and flips into the ring, landing on his feet.
TC: From Indio, California….Representing NGW….AVERY MILES III!
Miles kisses his fiancée as she leaves and he waits for his opponent.
The metal band start roaring out Welcome to the Jungle as Tiger Mask Red walks out onto the balcony, accompanied by Ms. Charlotte O'Neal. He stops and drops to one knee and raises his fists in the air. As he walks down to the he slaps hands with his fans, but also threatens his antagonizers with the back of his hand. He jumps up onto the apron, springboards of the top rope and rolls into the middle of the ring up to one knee where he once again raises his fists in the air, while Charlotte O’Neal applauds from ringside.
TC: From Ontario Canada! Representing GOL!!!! Tiger Mask Red.
DING DING DING
The two waste no time and trade blows with fists throwing everywhere. The pair refuse to stop to the delight of the crowd before Miles hits a clean sweeping kick to knock Tiger down. Tiger Mask Red flips back up to hit an impressive scissor arm takedown and attempts to convert it into a triangle choke hold. Miles uses his strength to go for a big powerbomb and then flips over the top of Tiger to go for a neck lock, which Tiger Mask Red bridges a suplex by pushes and reversing into an arm back suplex. Miles then himself pushes both men up and reverses into a clinch with knee shots. He goes up to the top rope and jumps to the top rope of the first turnbuckle, but Tiger Mask Red kicks the ropes so Avery crashes down. This time it’s Tigers turn to go to the ropes but jumps up to the top half and hits a perfect splash! The impact sends Avery to the outside and Tiger wastes no time in flipping back to his feet. He sees Avery…
SUICIDE DIVE!
NO! AVERY COUNTERS WITH A KICK TO THE HEAD!
S: Explosive start!!
RR: Great showcase by both men!
Miles lifts Tiger up and rams his back into the ring post before rolling him back in for a quick cover.
1…2…kick out by Tiger Mask Red.
Miles has Tigers arm and goes to the top rope for a springboard arm drag, followed by a running knee to the head of Tiger Mask Red! Miles keeps the attacks coming with a standing corkscrew front flip! Followed by a standing back flip corkscrew! He gets up as the fans clap and appreciate him.
He climbs up the ropes and begins to go to the highest ropes to the crowds interest. But Tiger Mask Red soon follows suit and soon catches him for a massive enzuguiri kick to the head that stuns Miles. Avery kicks off the challenge of Red and tries to go to the turnbuckle of the highest ring post to recuperate.
S: This looks really dangerous!
RR: You’re telling me! They gotta be ten/fifteen feet up there!
Tiger Mask Red controls his breathing as Avery tries to refocus.
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BUT TIGER MASK RED WALKS OVER THE ROPE AND HURRICANRANAS AVERY OFF THE TURNBUCKLE AND ONTO THE OUTSIDE!
S: OH MY GOD!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
The ref looks on the make sure Avery isn’t severely injured as he lays lying on the ground. Tiger Mask Red gets into position as Avery Miles III takes a long time in getting back up but after he does…
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360 BACKFLIP CORKSCREW ONTO MILES!
RR: Welcome to GOL!
He brings him back into the ring for the cover;
1…2…Kick out by Miles.
Tiger Mask Red lifts up Miles again and cheap shots him before going up to the 4th rope and aiming for a Tornado DDT. But Miles has a hold of him just before they crash to the mat and throws Tiger Mask Red into the turnbuckle1 He carries this on with a massive spinning forearm that stuns Tiger before jumping on the ropes and hitting a moonsault into a neckbreaker! Cover;
1…2…Kick out by Tiger!
S: This is wrestling people!
Miles gets back to his feet and soon bounces off the opposite rope for a front flip elbow drop for another cover.
1….2…Kick out again by Tiger.
Miles signals for the West Coast Beatdown! He drags Tiger Mask Red near the corner and lifts him up high for the brainbuster manoeuvre! But Miles starts to climb up the ropes!
OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
S: No way!
He climbs up all the way to the fifth rope without losing grip as the crowd stand off their feet.
RR: Is he going to hit it?
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WEST COAST BEATDOWN!
NO! TIGER MASK RED COUNTERS WITH THE TORNADO DDT FOLLOWED BY A STANDING STAR PRESS!
THIS IS WRESTLING *CLAPPING* THIS IS WRESTLING
Both men are out as Tiger tries to get back to his feet. He soon does and grabs a hold of Miles.
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TIGER DRIVER!!
Cover!
1….2…Kick out by Miles.
Tiger then hits the three amigos! Three perfect suplexes and goes for another cover.
1…2..Kick out by Miles again!
Avery Miles soon starts to fight back with punches, kicks and hits a clean spinning heel kick that stuns red. He bounces off the ropes but is met with a tilt-o-whirl backbreaker! Miles stumbles to the turnbuckle where Tiger signals for the Tiger Suplex! He gets one arm into position but Miles fights off and flips behind Tiger and smashes him into the ring post. Avery goes for a running splash!
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BUT TIGER COUNTERS WITH A MASSIVE LARIAT!
S: Good night!
Tiger gets him in position but then he too starts lifting both men up the ropes.
OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
The pair are at the very top rope as Tiger Mask Red gets him in position for the Tiger Suplex!
RR: That could break his neck!
S: Tiger don’t do it!
The fans are off their seats in anticipation as they look up.
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BUT AVERY DODGES THE TIGER SUPLEX AND SMASHES TIGERS HEAD ONTO THE TOP OF THE TURNBUCKLE.
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SPINNING HEEL KICK THAT DROPS TIGER 15 FEET TO THE GROUND!
He positions himself at the very top and looks at the fans.
S: No way!
RR: No fucking way!
A DOUBLE FLIP SHOOTING STAR PRESS!
OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
S: Holy fuck!
RR: I’ve never seen that before!
Avery makes the cover;
1….2….3!!
AVERY MILES ADVANCES TO THE SEMI FINALS!
Avery clutches his ribs as his hands are raised in victory.
TC: Here is your winner and advancing to the semi finals of the Super Falcon Cup! Representing NGW! AVERY MILES III
RR: HEY WAIT A MINUTE!
The American War Machine, Sam Washington, along with the American Ultras, attack both men from behind!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Washington delivers a massive Americanrana cannonball to Tiger Mask Red before throwing him out of the ring!
S: Not again!
Sam then sees Miles III and lifts him up.
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THE DECLARATION!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Sam then grabs the mic.
RR: This fucking idiot already has the main event!
SW: Let it be known that the labyrinth will soon be painted red white and blue by the American Ultras!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
SW: Soon we’ll see no more of this crappy shit. Like how tonight you will no longer see El Trebol Jr by the time I am done with him!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO\!
SW: We’re going this because we can! Tiger you can fuck off if you think you’ll beat me for the Rey de Reyes. And whoever the fuck you are you are nowhere near my league! But you know what else we want….gold….We will start that tonight here but we’re gonna start it over in UKWF! Yeah America is going global BECAUSE I AM OFFICIALLY CHALLENGING THE UKWF CHAMPION TO DEFEND THEIR BELT AGAINST THE AMERICAN WAR MACHINE!
Sam then hits a massive American head charge lariat on Tiger Mask Red before leaving.
S: What? He can’t do that he’s not even signed with them? We’ll be back after this!
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Post by El Propietario de GOL! on May 1, 2016 10:35:47 GMT
DING DING DING
TC: The following Lucha, is a first round match for the Rey de Reyes tournament!
Fire dancers emerge on from the top floor. They do an impressive dancing with rolling flames, jumping over and underneath them along with breathing fire in and out. The drummer from the metal band hired out helps keep the rhythm going. The dancers shout out loud “FUEGO!” repeatedly before a long wooden pipe, which turns out to be a gas filled flamethrower spits fire out so huge that the crowd can feel the heat!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
“Is this real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality!”
The band begin to play Bohemian Rhapsody to the older crowds delight as King Fuego, emerges from the fire from the dancers with a custom made Sword of Fire! He wears a custom made lion mask embedded with a crown to emphasis the king in King Fuego as he lifts his sword of Fire over his head! He calmly walks down through the stairs and fans before jumping into the ring!
TC: From Tijuana Mexico! KING FUEGO!
"Combat Baby" kicks up around thirty seconds in, so as better to get to the part of the song that rocks as entrance music. La Cucaracha charges through the door triumphantly, arms outstretched in an attempt to pump up the fans. Some oblige, as she makes her way down the stairs, opting to slap the hands of fans on one side in favor of the other. At ringside she slides under the bottom rope, jumping to her feet and charging to the nearest corner. Climbing the second turnbuckle, she appeals to the audience again, hopping down a second later to await the start of her match.
TC: From Toronto Canada! LA CUCURACHA!
DING DING DING
S: Here we go!
Both opponents shake each others hand as a mark of respect as they prepare to grapple. Cucaracha immediately rolls underneath Fuego and hits a fast snapmare kick to stun the Mexican quickly as she goes for a quick roll up.
1…2… Kick out by Fuego.
RR: Has to be the fastest roll up I’ve seen!
King Fuego tries to fight back but is met with a snapmare suplex. She then goes to the top rope and delivers a huge corkscrew moonsault splash! She goes for another cover!
1…2…Kick out again by Fuego.
S: Strong start here from the wrestle pest!
She picks up King Fuego by the mask as the fans look on as the King of Fire starts to fight back with jabs and kicks before ramming the wrestle pest into the turnbuckle, followed by lifting her up and crashing her in between the ropes.
RR: That has to hurt.
S: We don’t have balls Ramon?
RR: Okay maybe not as bad as it is for us amigo!
King Fuego hits a huge Pele kick that can be heard miles away that crashes La Cucaracha outside of the ring. He tries to get the fans on his side by getting them to cheer him on. The king sees his chance and jumps easily to the top rope where he hits the Asai Moonsault.
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BUT CUCARACHA COUNTERS WITH THE BUG ZAPPER!!
S: Wow what a counter by La Cucaracha!
RR: King Fuego’s momentum just went like that!
The fans cheer Cucaracha on as she high fives some of the fans before ramming King Fuego into the steel steps before rolling him into the ring as he tries to recompose himself in the corner.
LA CUCARACHA LA CUCARACHA (Singing the classic)
The fans appreciate the hard work as she goes up the ring mat once more to continue this first round match. She jumps over the ropes and lands a perfect dropkick to the cornered King Fuego which stuns him more! She sees him in the position as she motions for the cannonball!
S: Great start for the Wrestle Pest but can she carry this on with the cannonball!
RR: King Fuego needs to up his game here!
She starts running.
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CANNONBALL!
ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME!
The fans plead for one more as she makes the one gesture with her fingers which psychs the crowd up even more. She nods and agrees and goes to the opposite corner to deliver another Cannonball.
OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! ..
CANNONBALL!
NO! KING FUEGO COUNTERS WITH A FRONT ROLLING HEAD KICK!
RR: Sweet counter by the king!
King Fuego moves her slightly into position as he gets shouts for Uno! Dos! Tres! He goes to bounce of the bottom rope for the first moonsault!
UNO!
Then the second rope for the second moonsault.
DOS!
And to finish it off for a perfect top rope moonsault.
TRES!
NO! La Cucaracha had her knees up so King Fuego had to land over her but crushes her ribs with a massive double stomp! Cover!
1…2…Kick out by Cucaracha!
King Fuego picks her up for a spinning discus clothesline! He gets her for a perfect front suplex. He rolls them both up for a second consecutive front snapping suplex. The fire king rolls them up standing again for a third suplex.
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BUT LA CUCARACHA COUNTERS WITH THE KAFTKA PLEX! COVER!
1…2…JUST kicked out by King Fuego!
S: Great first round match up!
La Cucaracha sorts her mask out and makes the motion for the Roach Motel, which she locks in perfectly! King Fuego struggles as some of the crowd clap their hands to try and get him to the ropes. The referee asks if he wants to give up as Cucaracha locks in the hold further, tightening the grip as the oxygen starts to barely come in. Fuego moves closer to the ropes and in desperation with his last breath manages to grab the ropes! La Cucaracha is forced to break the hold.
RR: Just in time!
The King tries to get up as fast as he can as La Cucaracha goes for an attack, but Fuego hits a huge sidekick that winds her and bounces on the ropes.
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KINGS CROSSING!
The force is so much that La Cucaracha tumbles to the ropes. He shouts out loud and delivers a massive tiger faint kick to the head of the wrestlepest!
S: This could be it!
King Fuego sees his chance and gets himself in position ready for Infernium!
S: Hey wait what are they doing here?
The fans soon look as cops appear from the top of the balcony pointing at King Fuego.
RR: Do they want the king?
Fuego has his hands open asking what are they doing here, but soon gets distracted as La Cucaracha hits a massive slingblade! She follows this up.
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HISS OF DEATH!
Cover!
1…2…3!
LA CUCARACHA ADVANCES TO THE SEMI FINALS!
TC: Here is your winner. La Cucaracha!
Soon the cops swarm in the middle of the ring and proceed to arrest King Fuego with a chorus of boos echoing around the labyrinth.
S: They are arresting him!
RR: What the fuck is going on?!
King Fuego initially fights them off but the numbers are too great as he is handcuffed and taken away by the policia!
S: What on earth has just happened? Anyways congrats to the wrestle pest. She is in the semi finals of Rey de Reyes!
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The camera cuts to the back where King Fuego is being handcuffed away into an unoccupied room with two members of policia. They drag him in against his will with one going inside with him and the other one guarding the door. As soon as the room is secure and no one is about, the officer uncuffs Fuego and he immediately clenches both wrists.
KF: ¿había alguna necesidad de las esposas? (Was there any need for the handcuffs?)
PO: Tuvimos que hacer las cosas realista. Usted sabe por qué tuvimos que hacerlo. (We had to make things realistic. You know why we had to do it.)
KF: Lo sé, pero vamos! Apenas he estado aquí y se está esperando demasiado! (I know but come on! I’ve barely been here and you’re expecting too much!)
PO: Usted sabe exactamente lo que tenía que hacer cuando se está de acuerdo con esta misión. Para saber quién es la muerte inmortal y llevarlo en. (You know exactly what you had to do when you agreed to this mission. To find who the immortal death is and take him in.)
King Fuego, now with the media audience knowing he’s an undercover cop, nods
PO: ¿O se le olvida cuando estabas por ahí que este hombre fue asesinado a la gente? (Or did you forget when you were out there that this man has murdered people?)
KF: Todo eso lo sé! Mira algunas de las máscaras que ha tomado en la pared aquí! Sólo necesito tiempo para hablar de ello con la lista aquí y reunir algunas pruebas. (I know all that! Look at some of the masks he has taken on the wall here! I just need time to talk about it with the roster here and gather some evidence.)
PO: Así que no tiene mucho tiempo. Nuestras fuentes han recogido la muerte inmortal estará apareciendo en algún momento muy pronto. Cuanto antes podamos obtener de él y hacer que las calles de México a salvo de nuevo el mejor! (Well you don’t have long. Our sources have picked up the Immortal Death will be showing up sometime very soon. The sooner we can get him and make the streets of Mexico safe again the better! )
King Fuego agrees.
PO: Ahora ir y llevar a cabo lo que está destinado a hacer oficial! (Now go and carry out what you are meant to be doing officer!)
KF: Si mi padre se entera por eso conseguí este trabajo ... .He'll nunca me perdona. (If my father ever finds out this is why I got this job….He’ll never forgive me.)
PO: Y nadie más que nosotros sabe de esto ... .You're bien. (And no one else but us knows about this….You’re fine.)
The pair leave the room along with the second officer before a shadow can be seen long after they’re gone. Have they heard or seen King Fuego with the officers?!
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Post by El Propietario de GOL! on May 1, 2016 10:44:43 GMT
DING DING DING
TC: The following Lucha….Is a first round match of the Super Falcon Cup!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
The mechanism begins to double the size of the ropes and turnbuckles as the last Super Falcon Cup match of the show can begin.
As we hear the slow intro of "Almost Famous", the ligths dim.
"Young with too much cash, watch how I came up fast
They say I'm next to get it, they bring your name up last
And while I made it splash, rappers came and passed
But still I ask myself:
HOW LONG DOES FAMOUS LAST?"
The beats gets heavy with the final line of the chorus and D.C. Wiland storms onto the balcony as the crowd boos in unison. Wiland smiles wide as he points at his tanktop saying "Entragar Sus Putas" before walking to the ring. Once reaching the apron, he slingshots himself into the ring and immediately climbs to the closest turnbuckle. He takes his tanktop off and signals he will be throwing it to the crowd, but instead he just drops it on the ground before dropping down from the buckles. He sits in the corner, waiting for the beginning of the match as his music dies out.
TC: Representing Pollomania…..DC WILAND!!!!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
DC ignores the boos as he awaits his opponent.
TC: From Springfield, Illinois.. Weighing in at 215 pounds! Representing Brutal Force Wrestling. Amis FUUUUUCKING Shelton!"
"Anthem of the Lonely" by Nine Lashes begins to play on the PA system. Once the vocals kick in, Amis Shelton emerges the door wearing his black trench coat and his wrestling gear. Amis turns around and skips backwards towards the edge of the stage before outstretching his arms and spins a couple of times before walking down the ramp. He climbs the ring apron and enters the ring, spinning towards the center of the ring before outstretching his arms again whilst a spotlight shines on him below.
RR: This is going to be awesome!
DING DING DING.
The pair square each other off as this super falcon cup match is underway!
AMIS FUCKING SHELTON! AMIS FUCKING SHELTON!
Wiland flips off the fans to a chorus of boos.
SHELTONS GONNA KILL YOU! SHELTONS GONNA KILL YOU!
The fans cheer as one of them throws a toilet that squares perfectly in DC’s face. DC tries to wave it off but forgets about Amis as the BFW superstar hits a perfect round house kick that knocks DC out! Wiland tries to get back up several times but is met with punch after punch to his jaw before Shelton lifts him up for a gutwrench powerbomb!
S: Couldn’t have happened to a better person…..
Amis picks him and throws him into the reinforced ropes which bounce Wiland off and generates a huge suplex from Shelton in the middle of the ring!
RR: DC Wiland is in serious trouble here!
Amis picks him up again and goes for another throw onto the 6 ropes but DC catches the ropes and stands on them. Shelton goes for another attack but DC kicks them away before jump onto the fifth and sixth ropes.
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AND DELIVERS A MOONSAULT CONVERTED SPRINGBOARD DDT ON SHELTON!
S: Holy shit!!!
RR: DC Wiland may be a dick, but he’s a talented dick!
Wiland then begins stomping at the head of Amis Fn’ Shelton, who struggles to get back to his feet and is soon met with furious forearms that’s stun him. Wiland gives him the middle finger before aiming up.
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JOBBER CLOBBER!
DC starts to get cocky and picks up Amis by the hair.
DC: I’m DC fucking Wiland!
Wiland slaps Amis in the face which brings about a angry reaction as Amis’ eyes widen up with fury as he feels the stinging sensation of the strike. He roars out loud before smashing DC’s head in as the pair trade blows back and forth with no one looking to back down to the crowds delight.
RR: It’s on!
DC goes for a blue thunder driver, but Amis flips back and counters with a massive kick to the head that makes DC jelly on the legs. He then climbs to the ropes for the first time going to the fifth rope for a hugh dropkick that causes DC to bounce hard off the opposite to which Amis lifts him up.
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LAWN DART!
NO! DC counters with the roll up.
1…2…Kick out by Shelton!
Wiland kicks Shelton hard in the head that stuns the BFW worker. He lifts Shelton up…
SIDEWINDER SUPLEX!
Cover again!
1…2…Kick out again by Shelton!
DC then throws Amis in frustration out of the ring.
S: DC has to be careful here because count outs occur in the first round!
Wiland lifts up the top steel step and throws it away as he ignores the jeers from the fans. He puts Shelton in between his legs as he signals for a powerbomb.
RR: Oh not on the steel steps!
BUT AMIS FN SHELTON COUNTERS WITH AN ALABAMA SLAM ONTO THE TOP OF THE STEEL STEPS!
S: OUCH!
Shelton rolls in and out of the ring to avoid a count out as he soon gives DC no time to rest and throws him into the fans! The fans begin pouring drinks and throwing food at Wiland as Shelton carries on the assault with Wiland through the crowd. DC hits a cheeky low blow that no one sees and tries to get away from the crowd, but that doesn’t stop Shelton as he hits a massive clothesline! He is handed a beer by one of the fans and begins drinking it before spraying a beer mist onto Wiland! He lifts Wiland up.
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FUCKIN’ MIGRAIN ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!
RR: That has to be it!
He sees the tables nearby and soon rolls in and out of the ring avoid a count out DQ. Amis picks up Wiland and places him on top of two tables.
OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
S: I don’t like the look of this!
RR: Well I do!
Wiland is out cold as Shelton walks up the stairs to several pats on the back by the fans and by those on the upper balcony as he arrives. He goes over to the bit on the upper balcony and soon is over the top of Wiland.
OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
He slowly walks over the secure rail and soon faces down at DC Wiland before looking around the crowd!
AS: I’M AMIS FUCKING SHELTON!
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AND JUMPS FROM THE UPPER BALCONY AND ELBOW DROPS DC WILAND THROUGH TWO TABLES!
RR: Holy shit!!!!!!!!!
Both men are out as the fans go nuts.
THIS IS GOL! THIS IS GOL! THIS IS GOL!
Amis soon gets back and begins to drag Wiland back into the ring.
S: This could be it!
Amis rolls him into the ring for the cover;
1…2…..NO! Wiland barely kicks out!
RR: What a match this is turning out to be!
Shelton complains, but the ref confirms the two. He again appeals the decision but the referee isn’t changing his mind. But Wiland out of nowhere from behind gets him up!
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BLUE THUNDER DRIVER!
DC then looks up the double tiered turnbuckle and has an idea. The cocky smirk begins to appear on the rudo as he looks down at Amis.
S: What does he have planned?
Wiland then begins to climb the turnbuckle all the way to the very top to the crowds interest.
RR: Wait a minute rudo that is very high, think about it!!
DC Wiland is standing at the very top of the doubled in size ring post as he waits for Amis to slowly get back up.
S: Wait a minute DC!
He sees Shelton up.
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LA DINASTIA FRONT FLIP LEG DROP FROM THE VERY TOP!!!
RR: WOW!
Wiland is reeling in pain but goes for the cover;
1…2….3.
NO! SHELTON BARELY KICKS OUT BEFORE 3!
S: Unreal!!!
DC Wiland is furious as he goes over to the referee. He pulls his hair in frustration as he signals for the end. He stomps his foot down as he goes for the Danny Ocean Special. Amis takes his time but soon groggily gets back up.
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THE DANNY OCEAN SPECIAL!
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NO! FN SHELTON COUNTERS!
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LAWN DART!
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FOLLOWED BY THE AMIS CLUTCH!
DC Wiland is scrapping and panicking as Shelton locks in the finishing hold He tries to claw at anything he can get a hold of but Shelton has the hold locked clean. The fans are roaring at him to tap out to which he begins teasing the idea of.
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BUT DC ROLLS OVER FOR THE COVER AND GRABS THE ROPES!
1…2….Kick out by Shelton who is forced to let go!
Shelton gets back to his feet!
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THE DANNY OCEAN SPECIAL!
BUT THEN DC BREAKS THE COUNT AS HE SEES CARLOS DIAZ!
S: What is going on?!
Carlos Diaz, owner of GOL shakes his head and wags his finger and soon goes over to DC. The pair speak.
Diaz: You got better things coming than this crappy tournament.
DC: But I have him!
Diaz: What’s better? Your name as the face of my company and my agency….or a tournament showcasing jerks and their jerk feds? Come on….
DC looks down at the ground before smiling and nodding at Carlos.
Diaz: Oh and you don’t need that anymore.
Carlos is pointing at the Pollomania shirt DC had on him, which Wiland rips in half and stomps to the ground
RR: What is he doing?
Wiland then leaves the ring as the ref starts a count.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
RR: That fucking son of a bitch. He’s walking out of the match!!
S: Diaz has turned him to walk out!
The ref soon gets to 10 and rings for the bell.
TC: Here is your winner as a result of a count out. And advancing to the semi finals of the Super Falcon Cup…..AMIS FN SHELTON OF BFW!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
S: That motherfucker ruined the match!
Wiland soon attacks Shelton from behind and throws him out of the ring.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
DC Wiland is riled up in the middle of the ring. Soon Carlos Diaz joins him with a microphone inside the ring as the crowd relentlessly boo the pair of them.
DC: You can boo us all you want, but the fact that remains is the owner of this company himself said that I AM the face of Guerreros of Lucha!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
DC: The usual rudo has travelled the world and put an end to idiots they send. I am the unstoppable ultimo rudo that will not only the win the Rey de Reyes tournament and become your first ever Rey De Reyes champion! But under Diaz’ guidance become the face of GOL and the face of fedding!!!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Carlos Diaz soon applauds DC Wiland and gets the mic.
Diaz: This man is the complete package. Looks, talent, experience. Why you don’t see it is just stupid on all of your part!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Diaz: SHUT UP WHILE I’M TALKING!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
RR: That did the job…..
Diaz: There is no one else out there that can take Guerreros of Lucha to the next level unlike DC WIland. And while I am still here I VOW to make sure this man is our first ever Rey de Reyes champion! He doesn’t need to be in this cup. He needs to be rested and prepared to be my champion!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Chaos Dragons music hits to the delight of the fans, He can be seen from the top balcony as he head bangs with the fans.
CD: Congratulations dickhead you managed to kill the vibe after what I thought has been another excellent start. I hope this isn’t what you do before you have sex with your boyfriend over there.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhH!
Wiland is furious but Diaz tries to calm him down.
DC: You come down here and say that you son of a bitch!!
CD: I’d love to but there’s this signing who would like to introduce themselves to you…Now I cant book this match at chapter tres because you DC are in the Rey de Reyes title tournament next month…..BUT I CAN BOOK IT FOR WAR.
OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
CD: Because at war, the main event will be a 3 on 3 trios match and DC thanks to doctor dickhead over there is in the main event along with Tiger Mask Red, and King Fuego as our trios team! But DC what we didn’t tell you is that you are going to be in TWO matches at war. Your second match will be against this man…..the newest member of GOL!!
Diaz and DC look at each before “Wherever I may roam” by Metallica is played by the metal band. The fans get hyped before they roar out loud when they see who it is as he appears from the top balcony.
S: Oh my god!!!
RR: It’s him!
He shakes hands with Chaos Dragon before confidently walking down the steps.
S: It’s Mohammed Al-Thani! The first ever Arabic born wrestler to win a title in the states!
RR: Former IWF Invictus champion and a Manifest Destiny participant. How the hell did Dragon get this guy!!!
S: Who cares! The Pearl Gladiator is in GOL!
Mohammed walks into the ring as the music is cut and the pair stare each other off. The fans go nuts as they chant his name.
THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!
DC and Mohammed stare each other down as the fans roar for a fight. Mohammed takes his jacket off as the pair get ready to fight.
S: Here we go!
But Diaz steps in and stops proceedings to the crowds dismay.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Carlos whispers in DC’s ear and Wiland soon nods before the pair leave the ring as the crowd start throwing food and beverages at them. The walk up the stairs as Wiland wags his finger and shakes his head.
DC: On my own terms! My time! Not yours!
RR: War just got interesting. I mean Al Thani vs Wiland? Holy shit!
S: And who says we don’t attract Global talent?
Mohammed makes motion with the fans before lifting his arm above his head, staring down at DC.
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Post by El Propietario de GOL! on May 1, 2016 10:49:50 GMT
DING DING DING TC: The following lucha is scheduled for one fall! "I'm with Stupid" by Pet Shop Boys start playing on the loud speakers as The Masked Moron lowers himself from the rafters with a makeshift rope pulley system. He gets stuck in mid-air and is forced to cut his rope falling flat on his face from 6 feet in the air. He quickly leaps back up to his feet seemingly undamaged and heads to the wrong corner to wait for his opponent. TC (Trying not to laugh): From parts unknown. Making his GOL! Debut. The Masked Moron! Masked Moron goes to the top rope but almost falls over the ropes as he tries to wave to the crowd. S: Well…We do take in everyone and anyone here at GOL! RR: This guys had too many steel chair shots to the head!
Masked Moron hugs Terri to her surprise as she gets ready to announce his opponent. TC: And his Opponent. From Tijuana Mexico….Mr Uno! Mr Uno struggles to take the masked moron seriously as he too struggles to laugh as this match is about to start. DING DING DING! Masked Moron rolls out of the ring and begins pretending to fly around like a super hero and high fiving the fans and hugging them. He takes a selfie with one of the young kids at the front before rolling back into the ring with his tongue wide open. RR: Is this for real? Really? S: I’m leaning towards yes. When doing my homework on the luchas as we do there was one interesting point when looking at him that he does have the mind of a 4 year old. RR: Oh this ain’t gonna be pretty….
Mr Uno points and laughs at Masked Moron to the point he tries to compose himself. But he bursts out laughing again as Masked Moron puts his fists up ready for this match. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Mr Uno then picks on him by pointing his chest before going on one knee and allowing Masked Moron to get the first shot in. S: I get it but this is disrespectful! RR: Yeah this isn’t sitting down well with me at all.Mr Uno encourages Masked Moron to do it, who looks around the crowd who cheer him. He looks at his fist. … AND STUNS THE LABYRINTH WITH A MASSIVE SUPERMAN PUNCH! S: Woah!!Mr Uno is stunned as Masked Moron carries on as lines him up with a massive superkick that knocks Mr Uno out cold! RR: Where the fuck did that come from?!The Masked Moron picks up the stunned Mr Uno and charges into his opponent's head headfirst with such force both wrestlers are knocked senseless. As his opponent crumples to the canvas, The Masked Moron weaves around like a drunk duck and shouting... The Masked Moron: "THAT'S HOW I USE MY HEAD!"He then falls on top of his opponent pinning him executing a mind-numbing Using My Head! I Believe I Can Fly - The Masked Moron leaps to the top of the turnbuckles and poses. He then sings out.. The Masked Moron: "I BELIEVE I CAN FLY! I BELIEVE I CAN TOUCH THE SKY~!"He then leaps up in the air and lands on his opponent executing a delusional I Believe I Can Fly! S: He calls that Using my head!Cover; 1…2…3 Masked Moron wins on his debut to the stunned delight of the crowd who begin to cheer his name. RR: Well that wasn’t expected!Masked Moron slips off the ropes and falls out of the ring again as he tries to celebrate his win on GOL! S: This guy is gonna be a fan favourite I can tell! RR: Imagine if he’s in the Rey De Reyes tournament?!------------------------------ ON MAY 28TH
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WE GO TO WAR!
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FOR THE FIRST EVER TIME
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TWO FEDS ON ONE SHOW!
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GOL AND NJFC PRESENTS
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WAR!
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GOL GOES FED ON FED WITH NEW JAPAN FIGHTING CHAMPIONSHIP!
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ONLY AT THE LABYRINTH!
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Post by El Propietario de GOL! on May 1, 2016 10:55:08 GMT
The cameras cut back to the announce team.
S: That is right for the first time EVER two feds one pay per view. NJFC is coming to the labyrinth!
RR: So excited for War and for Chapter Tres which both take place the end of may!
S: Well now it is time for our main event of the night. It ain’t just any deathmatch! It’s a LEGO DEATHMATCH!
RR; No holds barred, no disqualifications! The only way you can win this match is putting your opponent through Lego!
DING DING DING
TC: The following Lucha is a LEGO DEATHMATCH! And it is a first round match in the Rey de Reyes tournament!
The slow intro to "Johnny I Hardly Knew Ya" begins to play over the PA system as the anticipation is built until those very words are spoken. Green and Black pyros fire off up and down the balcony as El Trébol Jr bursts out from the back into the ramp. As the music intensifies, the mini luchador practically runs down the ramp before leaping into a slide under the bottom rope. Rolling forward to his feet, Trébol clambers onto the nearest turnbuckle, throwing his little arms high into the air, rocking out to the song for a few moments before it finally dies away. Then, dropping to the mat, he moves over into his corner to await the start of the match.
TC: From Boston, Massachusetts….EL TREBOL JR!
Trebol Jr waits in the corner as the boos start to get louder as the fans anticipate the arrival of the American War Machine..
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AMERICA!!
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AMERICA!!
Sam starts to belt out Born in the USA by Bruce Springsteen as he arrives with the American Ultras. He proudly signs the lyrics in one hand and waves the American flag in the other. He then begins to smile at Trebol Jr as the music is cut.
SW: Well well well….Look what we have here Ultras. An American that is trying to be a Mexican. It’s normally the other way around HA!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
SW: Oh and Ramon, whatever the fuck your name is. If you think what I did to him last month was bad enough for you check from your commentary chair. Just wait until when I’m done with him after this!
Ramon looks over shaking his head.
RR: I hope he kicks this pricks ass!
SW: Now let me tell you something Irish Frodo!
The cheap jibe gets a couple of laughs.
SW: You’re thinking has been manipulated by these illegal aliens that are sitting here tonight!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
SW (at the fans): Oh shut the fuck up you know what you did!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
SW: And it also seems to be the case everyone thinks I need my Ultras at my side. Well I don’t. Fellas. Get the case of beer ready and AMERICAN BBQ food for my victory celebrations! I got this one!
The American Ultras seem confused at first but soon nod as they leave their leader to go it alone. Sam begins to walk down the ramp and keeps on trash talking.
SW: So when I win, you all can’t use the whole cheating excuse. You are looking at the man who won in his debut in a shithole of a place called England! And you are looking at the undefeated and unbeatable and soon to be next Rey de Reyes champi-
Trebol Jr jumps through the ropes and hits a swinging DDT on Sam to start the match to the delight of the audience!
S: That shut him up!
RR: Thank fuck!
Trebol Jr high fives some of the fans before hitting massive kicks that stun the American War Machine. He carries this one by hitting a massive standing hurricanrana!
LETS GO TREBOL! LETS GO TREBOL!
Trebol Jr sees the chance to carry on but Sam soon recovers quickly and grabs Trebols legs to send him to the ground. The sheer power and Sam lifts him up and swings him both side smashing into the steel rail guard every time.
S: That has to hurt!
Sam then throws him right into the corner of a rail guard which crashes Trebol Jr upside down. Sam doesn’t let any Hispanic fans touch him as he recuperates but it’s not long when he sees Trebol out in front of him. He sees his chance.
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AMERICANRANA CANNONBALL INTO THE GUARD RAIL!
Sam wastes no time to throw Trebol Jr over the rail and into the crowd as he sarcastically brushes off Trebol Jr.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
S: Strong start from Sam!
RR: Sadly…
Sam goes back to carry on the attack but Trebol Jr begins to throw steel chairs at him! He carries on until Trebol makes a motion to the fans to give him more chairs, but they then start throwing the steel chairs at Sam! This causes Washington to retreat until one chair hits him on the head and takes him to the ground. Trebol makes the motion to the fans to stop the chairs as he jumps back over and gets a steel chair. He nods to the fans as he begins to smash the steel chair over the back of Washington, who roars in pain. Trebol shows his strength and throws Washington across the announce table and crashing to the ground, to the delight of Ramon.
RR: Kick his ass Trebol!
S: The little Irish Luchador is kicking ass here!
He delivers a standing moonsault to the American War Machine! He rolls him into the ring as the crowd cheer the beatdown. Trebol Jr looks under the ring and gets weapons out They range from Singapore canes, garbage cans, more steel chairs, and one table. He slides the table into the ring before going back in himself and looks for which weapon to pick from. He gets the cane and starts smashing it over the back and ribs of Sam, who flinches in pain immediately. Sam is on his knees and begging for mercy as Trebol Jr takes it all in and raises the Singapore cane over his head. He goes for a straight head shot, but Sam low blows him.
S: Sadly all legal in this match!
Sam takes time to recompose himself before lifting up for a massive suplex onto the garbage can that crushes it immediately! He too picks up a steel chair and begins smashing it over and over the body of Trebol Jr who struggles to get back up. Sam easily lifts him up over his head to show the sheer power that he has.
RR: Over the head!
And he throws him to the concrete ground on the outside! Washington soaks in all the heat from the crowd as he carries on this Lego deathmatch. He rolls back out of the ring as he withdraws the plastic box that holds the vicious Lego!
…
But as he just lifts it up Trebol Jr jumps through the turnbuckle and smashes Sams head on the box!
S: Wow!!!
Sam tries to get back up quickly but is still so dizzy that he falls back on his ass to the fans laughing at him. Trebol Jr sees his chance and lines him up.
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!MIS JOYAS!
Trebol Jr carries on the assault with a vicious shining wizard before dragging the dazed Sam Washington into the ring. He hits a perfect standing star press before going to the top rope .
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DOUBLE STOMP!
Trebol Jr quickly rolls back out of the ring to get the Lego and pushes the box into the ring as the fans start to get hyped up. He sets up the table into one corner of the turnbuckle before looking at all the fans and opening the box to reveal thousands of pieces of Lego!
But Sam attacks him from behind with a gigantic suplex! He then batters Trebol Jr’’s head off the table before locking him in.
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BORDER TOSS SUPLEX!
RR: Fight it out Trebol!
Sam see the Lego and soon starts emptying the contents and spreading out the Lego all over the middle of the ring to the fans dismay.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
S: Someone is going to get hurt tonight badly with these pieces!
Washington then sees the table set up and smirks to the camera as he wants this to be finished. He drags Trebol Jr by the mask and then with all of his power pushes him towards the table.
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BUT TREBOL JR MANAGES TO SOMERSAULT OFF THE TABLE!
Sam is amazed and immediately tries a second Americanrana!
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BUT TREBOL JR DODGES IT AND SAM CANNONBALLS THROUGH THE TABLE!
S: El Trebol Jr can finish him off here!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Trebol Jr sees the chance to put him through Lego and stomps at the mat to get him awake. Sam starts to very slowly try to stand up as Trebol Jr goes to the top rope. The fans start to clap as they hope to see the end of the American War Machine. Sam slowly gets to his feet in a dazed state.
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AL VER VERDE!
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NO! SAM MANAGED TO KEEP A HOLD OF HIM IN THE AIR AVOIDING THE FRANKENSTEINER! HE PUSHES HIM UP IN THE AIR!
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AMERICAN HEAD CHARGE LARIAT!
S: What a counter!
Sam Washington gets a hold and lifts him up!
RR: Oh no!
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THE DECLARATION ON TOP OF THE LEGO! EL TREBOL JR IS REELING IN PAIN!
DING DING DING!
RR: Damn it!
TC: Here is your winner! And advancing to the semi finals of the Rey de Reyes tournament…..SAM WASHINGTON!
Sam wastes no time and begins stomping down on Trebol Jr. He throws him out of the ring and soon follows suit. He gets a hold of the injured Trebol Jr and throws him against the steel guard rail. He doesn’t even allow a second to pass before throwing him right into the steel steps! He carries on this brutal assault by bashing his head over and over on the announce table.
S: Okay you made your point here!!
RR: Someone should stop him Sabrina!
He pulls him to the concrete and lifts him up.
S: Oh no don’t do this!
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THE PATRIOT ACT ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!
RR: Fuck this!
S: Wait what are you doing?
Sam goes to rip the mask off of El Trebol Jr before Ramon Rodriquez steps in to put an end to this beatdown. The fans cheer on the legendary Luchador as he tries to get Trebol away from a severe injury.
SW: Back off old man.
RR: You made your point leave the kid alone!
SW: Go find your green card Old man I SAID BACK OFF!
Sam pushes Ramon away to the crowds surprise.
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BUT RAMON PUNCHES SAM STRAIGHT IN THE JAW THAT KNOCKS HIM TO THE GROUND!
S: Ramon?!
Referees soon step in between before Sam can get a response in. The ultras pull Sam back as they are shown upstairs.
EL TORRO! EL TORRO! EL TORRO!
SW: You’re gonna fucking regret this! I’m the champ here!
Medics soon come to the aid of El Trebol Jr.
S: Ramon what have you done? What have you started?
The credits come up with Ramon and Sam facing each other off to end the show!
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