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PostSubject: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 2 (September 9, 2011)   Sun Sep 11, 2011 4:19 am

Dale McCoy: "Hello and welcome to the second night of Full Throttle Wrestling's "We did it for the hits" event! I'm Dale McCoy and alongside me is my broadcast partner, Oliver Evans!"

Oliver Evans: "Thanks for the introduction, Dale. Tonight will see the rest of the round one matches of the Race to the Gold tournament. And let me tell you, these are going to be some good matches."

Dale McCoy: "Indeed. We've got William LaCroix vs. Boy Bakla, Yuki Monotomo vs. Allister King, John Vogel vs. Paredyse, and Alexander Conway vs. tag team partner Ethan O'Reilly on the table for tonight!"

Oliver Evans: "But we won't keep you all waiting, let's get this show started!"

The scene opens in the training room of the Full Throttle Wrestling compound where we see a silhouette of a wrestler shadow boxing. As the camera pans closer, the silhouette is revealed to be one of a feminine form.

Thomas Reynolds: "Pretty sharp form there, you could use some works on your spinning backfist but more or less I think you have fantastic form er... Miss... I didn't catch your name... I'm Thomas Reynolds by the way, FTW's head trainer."

The figure turns around to reveal a beautiful woman dressed in pink wrestling attire.

Boy Bakla: "Call me Bakla, Boy Bakla..."

The head trainer of FTW stops in his tracks...

Thomas Reynolds: "Uh... Boy?!"

Bakla nods.

Boy Bakla: "Yes, Boy Bakla, you see that was my wrestling name when I started out in my quest to conquer the squared circle. After I had my operation in Thailand..."

Thomas Reynolds: "Uh... Operation?!"

Bakla nods again.

Boy Bakla: "Yes, operation to turn me into who I really am inside... A WOMAN!"

Bakla pulls up it's tank top to reveal it's breast and her tights to reveal her transformed sexual organ.


Covering itself up, Bakla continues to talk.

Boy Bakla: "As I was saying, after my operation in Thailand I finally was able to convince the courts to allow me to change my gender into a female and..."

Bakla turns around to see a tumbleweed roll by...

Boy Bakla: "Uh... Mr. Reynolds? I wonder where he went... And I didn't get his number too... Oh well there'll be other chances."

Boy Bakla resumes shadow boxing as the scene fades to black.

Sitting behind his desk, Adam Vogel can hardly hide his happiness as he talks to Tommy Gunn.

Adam Vogel: “A great show yesterday to kick off the reign of Full Throttle Wrestling! We had drama! We had action! And we had violence! Here, take a look at this.”

Vogel pulls out a laptop and sets it on his desk as Tommy Gunn steps closer. Vogel opens the laptop and angles it towards Gunn so he can see what it is Vogel wants him to see.

Adam Vogel: “The viewers LOVED Colton vs. Hunter! Antonio is receiving an interesting reaction for his war with the ULOL and his win over Ray Kamaura.”

Adam Vogel’s face turns serious as he pats Gunn on the shoulder.

Adam Vogel: “Good job last night, by the way. I’m glad you intervened before Kamaura got injured.”

Tommy Gunn accepts the compliment with a nod as he continues reading the YouTube comments.

Adam Vogel: “The best comments were the ones about Ray Kamaura. The fans HATE him! Some of the things they say about him are just hilarious! They view him with such disgust, the even praised Antonio for knocking him out of the tournament! The kind of hatred Ray is getting is nearing the level of that Brostar guy in the ULOL.”

Tommy chuckles at the comment as Vogel continues.

Adam Vogel: “I’m pretty happy with the winners of the matches, too…well, except for the failure of my son. But Acid vs. Michael Jones and Colton Charles Cai Cobb vs. Antonio Del Veccio are stellar matches from a fan’s perspective. Hopefully tonight will be a repeat of the quality of night one. If this tournament continues to be so competitive and so thrilling, I’ll have no doubts about whether our next event sells out or not. So, Gunn, do you want to make a few bets on who will be advancing through the tournament tonight?”

Tommy Gunn looks over at Vogel with a smile as both men pull out their wallets and start setting money on the desk. The scene slowly fades as Vogel and Gunn begin discussing how much they will actually wager.

In his locker room, (which is actually pretty well decorated with things LaCroix has purchased), William LaCroix sits on a couch as he talks on a phone. As the camera approaches, LaCroix ends the phone call and tosses the phone into a bag before turning towards the camera.

William LaCroix: “It is a tiresome thing, managing companies. Things always seem to sprout up, and I can never just get money from them. I always have to address some issue in one company or another; it’s almost as if the people I hire are completely incompetent. But I digress. We are here to talk about wrestling, not what is happening in my country.”

LaCroix motions for the cameraman to step closer.

William LaCroix: “Where do I begin? There are a plethora of things that I could speak on, of questions that warrant answer, and of rumors needing dispelled. Well, I guess I’ll answer the question I hear most frequently; why did I leave the United League of Lunatics. The answer is simple enough; I left because I was mistreated by a company that should have relished my presence. I could have taken my skills elsewhere, but I chose to work there and they treated me poorly despite that. I was never given the opportunities that were due to me, nor did I receive the respect that I deserved. Marcus Troy even FORCED me to be eliminated in a match by that fool Allister King before having the cretin, Colton Cobb, be given the win. It was because of this, that I joined Full Throttle Wrestling.”

William LaCroix reaches down to the floor and brings forth a briefcase. Holding it out to the camera, LaCroix opens it to reveal stacks of money.

William LaCroix: “This is just my signing bonus, and let me tell you, it’s a hell of a lot more than what I was getting in the ULOL. This, is another reason why I jumped ship.”

William LaCroix sets the briefcase back down onto the floor before continuing.

William LaCroix: “Time is short, so I’ll stick to the issues at hand. Tonight, I get what that fool Marcus Troy failed to give me; a title shot. My opponent is none other than the unattractive parasite, Bot Bakla. That transvestite decided to agitate me during my time in the United League of Lunatics, so now I think it’s time for some payback. Bakla, be weary, because I am going to decimate you. I’m going to tear you to advance tonight, forcing you to fall ever further from relevance in professional wrestling. But don’t fret, Bakla, you won’t be the only one who falls to me. Tomorrow, I’ll either get to pulverize Allister King for eliminating me from that match, or I’ll get to defeat that joke named Yuki Monotomo. Regardless of who it is, LaCroix will reign supreme! This tournament is mine to win, and win I shall.”

William LaCroix stands up and walks to the door of his locker room.

William LaCroix: “Prepare youselves, fans of Full Throttle Wrestling, you will soon have your first champion.”

William walks out of his locker room, ending the scene.


Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a first round match in the Race to the Gold tournament and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, William LaCroix!”

"Sonne" by Rammstein begins playing over the speakers as the big man from Switzerland walks down towards the ring. He ignores the crowd as he climbs up the metal stairs onto the ring apron. After wiping his feet on the apron, LaCroix swings one of his long legs over the top rope before doing the same with the other.

Taryn Shay: “Introducing next, Boy Bakla!”

Cher's "Believe" start playing on the loud speakers as PINK lights start to flash above the entrance ramp. A light mist is released from the ground carrying the scent of lavender as the transsexual wrestler Boy Bakla leaps out from the back wearing a pink tank top and pink hot pants. It casually strolls down the entrance ramp blowing kisses to it's fans before it enters the ring with flourish and heads to it's corner waiting for the match to begin.

Dale McCoy: “The-”

Oliver Evans: “The Swiss giant steps forward to crush the puny transvestite! It’s a meeting of the worlds as this magnificent Human fights that lowly cur!”

Dale McCoy: “This again? What makes LaCroix so appealing to you?”

Oliver Evans: “Look at him! He just looks like a badass!”

The bell is rung to signal the start of this match as the referee, Ray Johnson, enters the ring.

Dale McCoy: “As the bell rings, LaCroix bolts towards Bakla who dives out of the ring as the chase continues!”

Ray Johnson: “One!”

Oliver Evans: “No one wants to watch these two run around the ring.”

Ray Johnson: “Two!”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla turns and dropkicks the steel steps into the knee of LaCroix!”

Oliver Evans: “LaCroix lets out a yell as he collapses to the ground holding his knee!"

Ray Johnson: “Three!”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla grabs at LaCroix’s leg, but LaCroix kicks Bakla in the face with his free leg. Bakla tries again, but gets the same result from the injured man from Switzerland.”

Ray Johnson: “Four!”

Oliver Evans: “Bakla dives onto LaCroix and throws a few punches down onto him, but LaCroix is able to roll over and onto Bakla before pelting Bakla with fist after fist!”

Ray Johnson: “Five! Six! Seven!”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla is able to slip out from under LaCroix and runs back into the ring. LaCroix stands on one leg before rolling into the ring!”

Oliver Evans: “Low dropkick from Bakla! Bakla begins stomping repeatedly on the chest of LaCroix as the referee begins the count.”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two! Three! Four…”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla steps away before the referee gets to five. Bakla grabs William’s injured leg and drags him to the center of the ring before trying to lock in a figure four, but LaCroix again kicks Bakla away! Bakla turns and charges towards LaCroix, but LaCroix jumps up and slams Bakla to the mat with a powerslam! Cover!”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “But Bakla kicks out! Both men get to their feet, but a one-legged LaCroix takes Bakla down with a clothesline! And another! And a third! Bakla again gets to its feet, only to be lifted and slammed to the mat with a back suplex! LaCroix hooks a leg for the cover.”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla pops the shoulder up at two. LaCroix sends Bakla into the corner with an irish whip! LaCroix runs in, but Bakla sidesteps! LaCroix stops himself before hitting the turnbuckle and catches Bakla with a kick to the gut before slamming Bakla’s face into the turnbuckle.”

Oliver Evans: “Uh-oh. Bakla’s in a bad position. European Uppercut! And another! LaCroix’s just hitting Bakla with European uppercut after European uppercut!”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two! Three! Four! Fi…”

Dale McCoy: “LaCroix came dangerously close to getting himself DQed there. William runs towards Bakla, but Bakla kicks him in the face with both feet! Bakla pulls itself onto the top rope before leaping onto LaCroix with a crossbody!”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “Using his upper body strength, LaCroix pushes Bakla off at two. Bakla tries for a dropkick, but LaCroix swats Bakla away! Suplex from LaCroix! Bakla gets back to its feet only to be met with a European uppercut! LaCroix irish whips Bakla into the ropes before leveling Bakla with a huge punch! Cover!”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla doesn’t want to stay down. LaCroix lifts Bakla into a gorilla press, but Bakla rakes the eyes before falling and DDTing LaCroix’s head into the mat! Bakla’s on top for the cover!”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “LaCroix barely kicked out in time for that one! He’s still dazed! Bakla determines that this is the best time to get a submission victory, and goes to work with a figure four! LaCroix screams out in agony as he tries to break free!”

Dale McCoy: “LaCroix realizes how far he is from the ropes, and knows that there is only one escape left to him. LaCroix turns into the pain, trying to reverse the pressure…and he does! Bakla is now the one who is writhing in pain!”

Oliver Evans: “But LaCroix can’t keep the hold locked in! His injured knee forces him to release Bakla!”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla quickly hops up as LaCroix gets to his feet. Bakla kicks out LaCroix’s knee before hitting a spinning neckbreaker! Bakla goes for the cover.”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “LaCroix is able to kick out at two, though. Bakla bounces off of the ropes and goes for a shining wizard, but LaCroix catches Bakla and stands up before powerbombing Bakla into the mat! LaCroix holds the shoulders down for a cover!”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “Incredibly, Bakla manages to kick out!”

Oliver Evans: “LaCroix begins trying to pull Bakla to its feet, but Bakla grabs LaCroix between the legs and squeezes as LaCroix screams like a high pitched weasel! Bakla swings behind LaCroix and pulls him by his junk into a pinning situation!”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “Somehow, someway, William LaCroix managed to kick out before the three!”

Oliver Evans: “I don’t see how LaCroix could ignore THAT kind of pain and still get enough strength to force Bakla off of him.”

Dale McCoy: “Neither do I, Oliver. LaCroix tackles Bakla with a spear before throwing punch after punch into Bakla’s face!”

Oliver Evans: “LaCroix’s gone ballistic!”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two! Three! Four! Fiv…”

Dale McCoy: “William LaCroix barely stopped himself in time. William LaCroix pulls Bakla up and onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry. William LaCroix drives Bakla head and neck first into the top turnbuckle. Keeping his hold, he quickly charges across the ring to drive Bakla into a second turnbuckle. LaCroix then drives Bakla into a third turnbuckle before finishing his tour of the ring and driving Bakla into the final turnbuckle before dropping Bakla to the mat with a Death Valley Driver!”

Oliver Evans: “Dementia! I think that’s going to do it for this match! LaCroix covers Bakla.”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two! Three!”

Dale McCoy: “William LaCroix advances to the second round of the tournament, but at what cost?”

Oliver Evans: “Boy Bakla pulled out all of the stops tonight. LaCroix sure isn’t going to be going into tomorrow at 100%. Even if he does manage to win tomorrow, LaCroix’s knee will only get worse.”

Dale McCoy: “His odds of winning this tournament have been drastically reduced, but I guess only time will tell as to whether he can work through the pain and win or not.”

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PostSubject: Re: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 2 (September 9, 2011)   Sun Sep 11, 2011 4:32 am

The Camera opens up in the parking lot. A Black Stretch Limousine pulls into the arena and parks beside the entrance into the building. The Driver exits the limo to open the passenger door. One of the most known faces in the wrestling world exits, that's right folks, its Allister King himself.

Allister King: "So this is Full Throttle Wrestling, huh? Can't be any worse than Platinum Age Wrestling."

The driver closes the door and enter the limo using the driver's door. Allister lights a cigarette.

Allister King: "Hey you!! Yes you, the one with the justin bieber hair cut."

The Guy walks up to Allister King with a stupid ass grin on his face

Allister King: "What's the deal with the haircut? You like Justin Beiber?"

Guy: "Oh my Gawd! Justin Beiber is like, so amazing! He is the best singer ever! I love him so much."

Allister removes his sunglasses, places them in his pocket, and stares at this person with a look of pure hatred and disgust.

Allister King: "Wait a goddamn minute here. Justin Beiber is the best singer ever? Mate! have you never heard of Freddie Mercury?"

Guy: "Freddie Mercury can't sing. Justin Beiber is the best, so is Rebecca Black."

Allister starts beating up the lesbian looking man.

Allister King: "I will beat the shit pop out of you!!!"

Allister kicks the guy in the head and throws him in a dumpster.

Allister King: "Get a haircut, you sick freak."

Allister puts his sunglasses on him

Allister King: "Hail to the King, Bitches!!"

Allister walks into the building with his arm raised, people look at him in complete shock. The camera fades to black

Yuki Monotomo walks out to the hallway of FTW from his locker room. The lights flicker above and the camera zooms in on him. He begins walking toward the camera. The Japanese man leans against the wall before speaking.

Yuki Monotomo: "Why hello there, Ms. Camerawoman. How are you doing? You wanna meet a real superstar? Me, Yuki Monotomo. Submission specialist and soon to be FTW champion. Don't worry, though, I've got a nice guy side. You wanna see it? Huh? How does that sound, just you come meet me after the show. We can be alone. All by ourselves. Come on, cutie, what do you say?"

The camera shakes a bit. Yuki Monotomo pulls down his half-mask. He smirks at the camera as he walks through the dungeon-like hall, trailing his fingers against the stone wall as he makes his way toward the camera.

Yuki Monotomo: "You do wanna meet me, don't you? We'll have some good old fashioned fun. Hm, what do you say? Cat got your tounge? I think that we could have some fun. Maybe relieve some stress after my match. How does that sound? Some adult rated fun after the show. Can't speak because the first champion is in front of you? Oh well, Ms. Camerawoman, maybe you just don't want to speak."

The camera's angle falls downward slowly toward the floor. A pair of women's legs are seen walking toward Monotomo's muscled legs. They are right next to each other.

Yuki Monotomo: "Oh, you bad girl. I told you we'll save it for after the match. Well, I'll be heading to the ring now. Wait for me, babe."

The bottom on Yuki Monotomo's boot hits the camera lens, after which, the scene fades to black.

The scene reopens in Adam Vogel's office. Adam Vogel sighs and turns to Tommy Gunn after seeing this footage.

Adam Vogel: "Tommy, remind me to have a chat with Yuki about company relationships and company property. Oh, and also find out if she stole any money from him."

Tommy Gunn nods as the scene again fades to black.


Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a first round match in the Race to the Gold tournament and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, Yuki Montomo!”

"Ninja" by Machinae Supremacy erupts throughout the arena. Smoke pours down the ramp as light blue lasers flash. After 10 seconds Yuki Monotomo walks down the ramp, taking time to flirt with some ladies.

Taryn Shay: “Introducing next, Allister King!”

Blue and Red lights shine throughout the arena as Edguy's King of Fools begins to play. Allister King walks out onto the entrance ramp to a thunderous roar of the crowd. He poses on the top of the ramp as white pyrotechnics begin to rain down behind him. He continues to walk down to the ring, smiling to the crowd. He flips off a few off the audience members before sliding into the ring. He poses once more for the crowd, removes his sunglasses and jacket before heading to his corner.

Dale McCoy: “Another first round match in our tournament to crown the first FTW World Champion. Yuki Monotomo and Allister King are both new to us, but have wrestled in many federations such as the United League of Lunatics.”

Oliver Evans: “It really sucks when we have nothing to talk about here.”

Dale McCoy: “William LaCroix advanced earlier with a win over Boy Bakla and will face the winner of this match. Whoever wins this match will have a difficult task ahead of them tomorrow.”

Oliver Evans: “Enough talk, let’s get this action started!”

The bell is rung to signal the start of this match as the referee, Mark Davis, enters the ring.

Dale McCoy: "As the bell rings to start this match, King immediently grabs Monotomo and tosses Monotomo into the corner."

Oliver Evans: "King's pelting Monotomo's face with punch after punch! The ref is starting to count? Oh come on! The King is just trying to give Monotomo a facelift! King backs off to argue with the referee."

Dale McCoy: "King's arguing is giving Monotomo time to recover from his momentary stunning. Monotomo charges out of the corner and hits King with a running forearm! As King gets up he is met with a dropkick! And there's a second dropkick! King is scrambling out of the ring, but Monotomo is in hot pursuit."

Mark Davis: "One!"

Oliver Evans: "Monotomo charges with a full head of steam at King, but King takes Monotomo down with a huge clothesline! Pushing Monotomo against the steel steps, King begins stomping him over and over and over again."

Mark Davis: "Two! Three! Four!"

Dale McCoy: "King lifts Monotomo onto his shoulders, only for Monotomo to slide down and dropkick him into the steel steps! Did you hear that THUD?!"

Mark Davis: "Five!"

Oliver Evans: "Monotomo slides into the ring and looks to rest while King is still down on the outside."

Mark Davis: "Six!"

Dale McCoy: "You know, I think King hit those steel steps at an odd angle and got knocked out...."

Oliver Evans: "He better not have, it would be an embarrassment for him to lose to this fast."

Mark Davis: "Seven!"

Dale McCoy: "King is starting to move. I think he's trying to regain his bearings."

Oliver Evans: "Monotomo should have done a little more damage if he wanted King to remain out."

Mark Davis: "Eight!"

Dale McCoy: "King has definitely realized what has happened so far in this match and looks to be pretty pissed off about it."

Oliver Evans: "I don't notice any difference of mood...he’s like a woman!"

Mark Davis: "Nine!"

Dale McCoy: "Allister King slides back into the ring and catches a charging Monotomo with a big boot! Irish whip from King sends Monotomo into the ropes...big back body drop from King!"

Oliver Evans: "It's about time someone hit that move, usually you just see them getting kicked in the face."

Dale McCoy: "Rude awakening from King! There's the cover!"

Mark Davis: "One! Two..."

Oliver Evans: "Monotomo managed a kick out at two. King takes a short run before dropping the leg, but nobody's home! Monotomo managed to roll out of the way!"

Dale McCoy: "Monotomo hits the low dropkick before following up with the elbow drop! Monotomo goes for the cover!"

Mark Davis: "One! Two..."

Oliver Evans: "And King manages to kick out at two. DDT from Monotomo! Monotomo goes for another cover."

Mark Davis: "One! Two..."

Dale McCoy: "Again King manages to kick out at two. Monotomo irish whips King into the ropes. As King comes back, Monotomo leaps into the air and knees King in the face! Monotomo drops down for a cover."

Mark Davis: "One! Two..."

Oliver Evans: "And again, King kicks out. Monotomo tries to pull King to his feet, but King grabs him and tosses Monotomo with the T-bone suplex!"

Dale McCoy: "As Monotomo gets up, it walks right into a clothesline! Body slam from King! King goes for the pin attempt!"

Mark Davis: "One! Two! Thr..."

Oliver Evans: "Yuki Monotomo just barely manages to stay alive in this match. Monotomo kicks King in the knee before crawling away towards the corner. King is quick to follow, but gets pulled into a small package!"

Mark Davis: "One! Two! Thr..."

Dale McCoy: “Yuki almost got the win right there, but Allister managed a kick out! Allister charges at Yuki, but Yuki trips him into the turnbuckles! Back suplex from Yuki! Cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “Allister again kicks out. Yuki kicks Allister in the face to keep him down before climbing the turnbuckle. Yuki leaps for a senton, but Allister gets out of the way! Allister King kicks Yuki in the gut before places him between his legs, readying for a powerbomb. Allister hooks both of the arms and lifts Yuki Monotomo up onto his shoulder and flips Yuki around, slamming him face first in the mat! Kingdom Come! Allister hooks a leg for the pin!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Three!”

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match via pinfall, Allister King!”

Dale McCoy: “Allister King advances to the second round of the tournament after a hard fought match with Yuki Monotomo.”

Oliver Evans: “There were times when I doubted King, but he’s surprised me. It’ll be interesting to see how he handles William LaCroix though.”

Dale McCoy: “Indeed, LaCroix is a huge man and a huge test for any competitor.”

Oliver Evans: “That’s Full Throttle Wrestling for you, folks. There’s never a shortage of interesting things here.”

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PostSubject: Re: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 2 (September 9, 2011)   Sun Sep 11, 2011 4:42 am

In the locker room of The Lords of Wrestling, Alexander Conway is in the camera frame preparing for his match. As he looks up and sees the camera, he opens his mouth to speak, but is interrupted by the entrance of Ethan O’Reilly. Ignoring the camera, Alexander looks to his friend with a smile.

Alexander Conway: “Are you excited? A new federation, a better paycheck, a better building, and a much better ambience than what we had at the United League of Lunatics. We’ve traded up, wayyyy up, that’s for sure. And what’s more, we’re already getting title shots!”

Alexander’s smile fades.

Alexander Conway: “About that though…it seems you and I are booked to face one another in the first round of the tournament. And what’s more, that match is happening next. The way I see it, we can either beat the crap out of one another, putting on an amazing match but costing the winner the chance to win the tournament. Or, one of use could lie down and allow the other to win without a fight. You know, save energy and remain in top form to plow through the rest of the competitors.”

Ethan shoots Alexander a dangerous look, causing Alexander to hold his hands up and shake his head.

Alexander Conway: “Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow it down there, killer! I’m not saying you should lie down for me, I’m suggesting that one of us lie down for the other. To be fair, I think we should flip a coin. What do you think?”

Ethan throws his gear onto a couch before responding.

Ethan O’Reilly: “Here’s an idea, no. You can either lie down for me, or I can force you to lie down. There is no scenario where I will willingly allow you to win.”

Alexander tries to say something, but Ethan continues before he can.

Ethan O’Reilly: “Look, it’s not because I think I’m better than you or because I am trying to drop the tag team or anything. You’ve just had more success recently than I have, which those two titles over there prove.”

Ethan O’Reilly points over at a table where both the ULOL Ligero Maximo Championship and the ULOL Primo Ultimo Championship lay.

Ethan O’Reilly: “My career hasn’t been nearly as successful as yours has been this year, and this tournament is my chance to change that. If you can defeat me tonight, then you can advance. If not, then obviously I’m going to be advancing. It’s that simple. I’m not going to be pissed at you if I lose though. We’re friends before the match, and we’ll still be friends after the match.”

Ethan O’Reilly sits down on the couch and starts to take his gear out of the bag as Alexander sighs. Both men continue to prepare for the match as the scene fades.


Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a first round match in the Race to the Gold tournament and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, John Vogel!”

"Devour" by Shinedown blasts through the speakers as Eric and John Vogel step onto the ramp. They walk down to the ring, ignoring the fans for the most part. As they reach the ring, Eric pats John on the back and gives him a few last minute tips before John rolls into the ring.

Taryn Shay: “Introducing next, Paredyse!”

I'm in Heaven (When You Kiss Me) by ATC begins to play throughout the arena. After allowing it to play for a few seconds, the lip-gloss and eyeliner wearing flamboyant male named Paredyse prances down to the ring. He rolls in before blowing a kiss to the crowd and giving them a suggestive wink.

Dale McCoy: “Another first round match. This time, it’ll be Paredyse vs. The boss’s son, John Vogel.”

Oliver Evans: “Paredyse screwed Eric out of the tournament, so it’s to be expected that John wants to do the same here tonight.”

Dale McCoy: “Paredyse didn’t screw anyone out of this tournament. Eric Vogel tried to cheat and get away with it, but failed.”

Oliver Evans: “Dale, you’re lucky that you’re an old man, or else I would smack you.”

The bell is rung to signal the start of this match as the referee, Michael Bull, enters the ring.

Dale McCoy: “Eric Vogel gets Paredyse’s attention as the two men argue. John Vogel takes this moment to crack Paredyse on the back of the head with a hard elbow!”

Oliver Evans: “John grabs Paredyse and throws him face-first into the corner before slamming him to the mat with a back suplex! Cover!”

Michael Bull: “One…”

Dale McCoy: “A quick kick out by Paredyse. Vogel throws a few punches into Paredyse before irish whipping him into the ropes. As Paredyse comes back, Vogel uses his momentum to slam him to the mat with a samoan drop!”

Oliver Evans: “John waits for Paredyse to get up before suplexing Paredyse to the mat and floating over into the cover.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “Paredyse kicks out at two. Vogel sends Paredyse into the corner with an irish whip. Vogel charges in before slamming his shoulder into the midsection of Paredyse! Vogel backs away before doing it a second time!”

Oliver Evans: “Vogel puts Paredyse onto the top rope…Superplex! Vogel’s on top for the cover!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “John Vogel came very close to ending this match early.”

Oliver Evans: “Paredyse is getting destroyed by John Vogel, buwhahahaha!”

Dale McCoy: “John Vogel pulls Paredyse to his feet and attempts to hook the arms, but Paredyse counters into a back body drop.”

Oliver Evans: “Bugger!”

Dale McCoy: “Paredyse bounces off of the ropes before kicking Vogel on the nose! He pulls Vogel to his feet before kneeing him multiple times in the midsection. Paredyse tosses Vogel to the mat with the use of his hips before dropping down for a cover.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “Ha! Nowhere near enough to keep a competitor like John Vogel down. As Vogel gets to his feet, Paredyse slaps him across the face!”

Dale McCoy: “Vogel throws a punch, but Paredyse blocks it before backhanding Vogel! Vogel tries for a clothesline, but Paredyse ducks it! He runs and bounces off of the ropes before jumping into Vogel with a forearm!”

Oliver Evans: “Gourdbuster from Paredyse! Paredyse goes high risk, but misses the flying elbow drop!”

Dale McCoy: “John Vogel pulls Paredyse into a headlock, but before he can kick out a leg, Paredyse lifts him up for an atomic drop! Bulldog from Paredyse! Vogel struggles to get up as Paredyse runs to the ropes…what the hell!? Eric just tripped Paredyse!”

Oliver Evans: “I didn’t see anything of the sort, that moron just fell over his own two feet.”

Dale McCoy: “Michael Bull saw Eric Vogel trip Paredyse, he’s signaling for the bell!”

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this match as a result of a disqualification, Paredyse!”

Oliver Evans: “NO! WHY! Eric didn’t even touch him! Paredyse fell down just to get John DQed, because he knew he couldn’t win!”

Dale McCoy: “What are you-“

"Time to Shine" by Saliva suddenly interrupts Dale McCoy as Adam Vogel steps out from the backstage of FTW with a microphone in hand.

Adam Vogel: “Hold your horses, hold your horses. Michael Bull, you have abused your power too much! Eric Vogel never touched Paredyse, and you know it. You have always had a bias against my family, and this is proof of that! Disqualifying my son for no justifiable reason is grounds for firing, Mr. Bull. You had better watch your step from now on. In the meantime, I am officially restarting this match. Why don’t you try to win legitimately this time, Paredyse?”

As Adam Vogel turns and disappears backstage, the bell to restart the match sounds.

Dale McCoy: “What!? But Eric cheated right in front of the referee! If someone is abusing his power, it’s Adam.”

Oliver Evans: “Shut up, McCoy. You are just upset that you and Michael Bull can’t make the Vogel family look bad.”

Dale McCoy: “They don’t need my help in that department…”

Oliver Evans: “I hope you get fired.”

Dale McCoy: “John Vogel walks over to his brother and exchanges a high-five. As he turns around, Paredyse drives him to the mat with a STO! Paredyse hooks both legs for the cover!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Three!”

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match via pinfall, Paredyse!”

Oliver Evans: “John Vogel kicked out! Michael Bull just screwed him!”

Dale McCoy: “It was incredibly close, but Michael Bull had a good view of the shoulders. Vogel must have kicked out a moment too late.”

Oliver Evans: “Shut up! Michael SCREWED him! As Paredyse turns around, The Vogel Sons grab him and hit him with a double side slam backbreaker! Serves him right for being a cheap bastard.”

Dale McCoy: “Paredyse won fair and square! The Vogels had no call for that! And now they’re confronting Michael Bull.”

Oliver Evans: “Teach him a lesson! Show him why he shouldn’t mess with your matches!”

Dale McCoy: “They’ve backed Bull into a corner. Paredyse gets up and pulls the Vogels away, but he’s met with a double clothesline for his trouble! Bull tries to bail out of the ring, but John grabs him and pulls him back in.”

Oliver Evans: “Bull just decked John Vogel! He’s laying in the punches on Eric, but John hits him from behind with a forearm to the back!”

Dale McCoy: “The Vogel Sons beat Michael Bull down into the mat with kicks, stomps, forearms, and punches! Paredyse again tries to intervene, but The Vogel Sons hit him with stereo superkicks! This is getting disgusting.”

Oliver Evans: “Disgusting? Disgusting was Michael Bull costing John Vogel the match. That was disgusting. This, this is payback.”

Dale McCoy: “John Vogel climbs onto the turnbuckle as Eric pulls the referee to his feet. He goes to lift Michael Bull into an electric chair, but Acid suddenly slides into the ring and kicks Eric Vogel in the ribs before roundhouse kicking him on the side of the head! John jumps off the turnbuckle and charges at Acid, but Acid ducks a clothesline before springboarding off the ropes and catching Vogel with a flying knee! The Vogel Sons roll out of the ring and retreat as Acid begins checking on Paredyse and Michael Bull.”

Oliver Evans: “Damn it all! Why is it that John Vogel can be screwed out of a win and this tournament, and yet still be beaten down? This is a crappy show, damn it, A CRAPPY SHOW!”

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PostSubject: Re: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 2 (September 9, 2011)   Sun Sep 11, 2011 4:55 am

Allister king is seen strolling in the backstage area probably heading towards the parking lot. Allister has a big grin on his face, he notices the camera so he decides to stop to say a few words.

Allister King: "Hail to the king, baby!! Yuki Monotobi, or whatever the hell your name is, you were just the first of many to bow at my feet. I am one step closer to winning the glory and the gold. A warning to my next opponent, You will fall like the great kingdom of Babylon, as I, the true king reigns supreme over my vast kingdom that is this planet."

Allister reaches into the cameraman's pocket and removes a cigarette and lighter. He lights the cigarette as one does

Allister King: "FTW will soon know what it's like to witness the presence of one such as myself."

Allister blows smoke at the camera.

Allister King: "Hail ....to the King!"

Allister leaves as the camera slowly fades to black.


Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a first round match in the Race to the Gold tournament and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, Alexander Conway!”

"Suffer Unto Me" by Avenue F blares throughout the arena as Alexander Conway steps out from the backstage of the ULOL. He looks over the booing audience before he walks down to the ring.

Taryn Shay: “Introducing next, Ethan O’Reilly!”

"Living in Dog Years" by Neurotica begins playing throughout the arena as Ethan O'Reilly steps out onto the ramp. He looks over those in attendance before dismissing their existance and walking towards the ring. After rolling into the ring, Ethan takes off his silver vest and hands it to a ring hand before awaiting the start of the match.

Dale McCoy: “Tag team partner vs. tag team partner tonight!”

Oliver Evans: “I have a feeling this is going to be a match of the year candidate, Dale!”

Dale McCoy: “It very well could be! These two are great wrestlers, and they know each other very well. Whoever wins this match will truly earn the right to call himself The Lord of Wrestling.”

Oliver Evans: “Shut up, shut up! I’m practically wetting myself in excitement! Let’s get this action started already!”

The bell is rung to signal the start of this match as the referee, Mark Davis, enters the ring.

Dale McCoy: “The two tag team partners circle one another until locking up. Ethan begins pushing Conway back, but Conway trips him to the mat! Conway runs to the ropes and bounces off them. Jumping over Ethan, Conway bounces off the other set.”

Oliver Evans: “He’s building momentum!”

Dale McCoy: “Conway jumps over Ethan again and bounces off the ropes once more. Again, Conway jumps over O’Reilly in order to bounce off of the ropes.”

Oliver Evans: “He’s moving as fast as lightning! Whatever he hits next is going to be devastating! ETHAN NEEDS TO MOVE!”

Dale McCoy: “Conway jumps into the air and lands on Ethan O’Reilly with a big splash! He hooks a leg for the cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Three!”

Oliver Evans: “I don’t believe it! After a hard fought match, Alexander advances in the tournament!”

Dale McCoy: “Hard fought? Ethan let Conway win!”

Oliver Evans: “Conway hit a tremendous leg trip, which allowed Conway to build an incredible amount of momentum before jumping onto Ethan with a killer move. No wrestler on this roster would have done any better against such tactics. Conway truly is The Lord of Wrestling.”

Dale McCoy: “...what the hell!?”

Dale McCoy: "We had an interesting night tonight here at Full Throttle Wrestling. William LaCroix prevailed over Boy Bakla..."

Oliver Evans: "Haha! Transvestites can't be good wrestlers, proven fact!"

Dale McCoy: "And we saw Allister King defeat Yuki Monotomo to advance in the tournament as well."

Oliver Evans: "And then we saw John Vogel get screwed by Michael Bull, which allowed Paredyse to advance in the tournament."

Dale McCoy: "Would you stop, already? Finally, we saw-"

Oliver Evans: "We saw Alexander Conway defeat Ethan O'Reilly in what can only be described as an astronomically awesome match!"

Dale McCoy: "That's one way to put it...not the way I would have chosen, however. With the round two brackets now known, one has to wonder who will push ahead of his competitors during night three of our "We did it for the hits" event. Until then, I'm Dale McCoy."

Oliver Evans: "And I'm Oliver Evans, saying so long."
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PostSubject: Re: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 2 (September 9, 2011)   Sun Sep 11, 2011 4:56 am

Damn it, Conway! What is with these graphics? SUCKY! I thought you said that you would give me decent graphics if I reopened MAW? You lazy bastard...
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PostSubject: Re: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 2 (September 9, 2011)   Sun Sep 11, 2011 11:08 am

It's not really that bad... I've seen worse. Though maybe it would fit better if it's the same color scheme as the FTW logo, dark blue and white.
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PostSubject: Re: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 2 (September 9, 2011)   Sun Sep 11, 2011 8:39 pm

Hey, you are going to hurt his feelings. Only I may hurt his feelings! Meh, I'll just take credit for what you said.
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PostSubject: Re: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 2 (September 9, 2011)   Sun Sep 11, 2011 9:32 pm

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PostSubject: Re: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 2 (September 9, 2011)   Sun Sep 11, 2011 9:48 pm

Bleh, you probably did something to deserve it.
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PostSubject: Re: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 2 (September 9, 2011)   Sun Sep 11, 2011 10:06 pm

Hmm... Good point... I should really stop molesting Andrew.
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PostSubject: Re: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 2 (September 9, 2011)   Sun Sep 11, 2011 10:21 pm

Wait... you haven't been molesting me...
OMAHGAWD! MY TWIN BROTHER, ANDY! You're been molesting Andy? Sad
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PostSubject: Re: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 2 (September 9, 2011)   Sun Sep 11, 2011 10:31 pm

You have a twin?! WOOT! THREESOME!
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PostSubject: Re: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 2 (September 9, 2011)   Mon Sep 12, 2011 12:40 am

Adam Vogel wrote:
Damn it, Conway! What is with these graphics? SUCKY! I thought you said that you would give me decent graphics if I reopened MAW? You lazy bastard...

Not true. I only said that I would give you basic graphics. BASIC! Besides, I am trying to force you to make awesome graphics through the use of my crappy skills. SUFFER UNTIL YOU SUBMIT!
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