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PostSubject: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 4 (September 11, 2011)   Mon Sep 19, 2011 10:49 pm



Dale McCoy: "Hello and Welcome to the final night of our "We did it for the hits" internet event! Tonight, the Race to the Gold will come to an end as we crown our first World Heavyweight Champion!"

Oliver Evans: "That's right, Dale! We'll be having both the semi-finals and the finals tonight. Whoever wins this tournament will have to win two matches tonight. We'll have Acid vs. Antonio Del Veccio and William LaCroix vs. Alexander Conway for you all tonight. The winners of these two matches will advance to the finals."

Dale McCoy: "Not only that, but we also have three redemption matches between the wrestlers who lost in the first round of this tournament. We'll be seeing Ethan O'Reilly meet Ray Kamaura, The Vogel-"

Oliver Evans: "Shut up! It's time to get the action started!"




Boy Bakla, FTW's transsexual superstar sits in its locker room alone. As the camera pans closer, we notice a big smile on its face as it stares into what looks like a photograph. The camera pans around Bakla until the photograph comes into view and we see it's a photo of Yuki Monotomo.

Boy Bakla: "Oh Yuki.... Mmm mmm mmm... Just look at that six pack, those firm biceps, that beautiful jaw bone and that package hidden in those tight tight tights... I can't wait to be wrestling side by side with Yuki-poo tonight..."

Bakla starts giggling like a schoolgirl...

Boy Bakla: "I can't believe I'm giddy with excitement like a highschool girl with a crush on the school jock... But Yuki-poo is just so... SCHMEXY!!!"

Bakla hugs the photo tightly unto its chest as the camera man gets nauseous at the sight and decides to make a quick withdrawal before Bakla turns his attention away from the photo.


A knock is heard at the door. A few seconds later a voice is heard from behind the door.

Yuki: Is this Boy Bakla's room? If so, are you in there? This is Yuki, Yuki Monotomo. I wanna talk some strategy. Like how much ass we're going to kick. Come on, open the door, I heard a voice in there a second ago. You'd better not just be some insane fan that's going to attack me.

Another knock is heard at the door, this one louder as a few chips of paint fall off the door.


The door for Bakla's locker room swings open and Boy Bakla stood on the other side staring at Yuki Monotomo...

Boy Bakla: "It really is you! YUKI!!! *SWOON*"

Bakla quickly regains its composure and steps aside offering Yuki to enter the locker room.

Boy Bakla: "Uh... Yes, strategy, we can discuss our strategy tonight... Why don't you step right in... It is best we plan things in private, it'd be bad if our opponents find out what we are going to do..."


Yuki pulls down his mask and smiles. He takes a step inside from the hallway and closes the door behind him.

Yuki: Thanks. It sounds like a good idea if we do talk in private. So, you got anything to drink in this place? Water would be good if you have any.

Yuki walks over the bench and sits down. He stretches and lays down on the bench as he looks around the room. So much... stuff that was so... pink.

Yuki: So what are we gonna do? I lock 'em up and you keep me protected or what? Or kick ass, tag, kick ass, tag, kick more ass, tag, kick ass, pin?

The guy in blue sits back up and looks at Bakla, waiting for a response.


Bakla closes the door and twists the lock making sure they won't be disturbed. It then walks over to a little pink fridge and opens it.

Boy Bakla: "I only have some Erektus... You want one Yuki?"

Bakla pulls out a can of Erektus and shows it to Yuki.



Yuki nods and Bakla takes an extra can and opens it. It contemplated about slipping in a roofie but decides against it since they still have a match coming up. Bakla then hands Yuki the energy drink.

Boy Bakla: "We are both technicians Yuki, I think we will work good together... Of course I have studied tapes of the Vogels in action and I do think we have what it takes to get the win... We just need to watch each others' back."


Yuki chugs the whole can down and looks over at Bakla.

Yuki: You're so nice! And I think that watching each others' back is a great idea. If you've got those tapes on you here, we should watch them while I'm here. Seems like it'll be a great idea, that way we know how to reverse... everything!

The man in blue looks around for a tv and sees a 60" flat screen LCD TV outlined in pink. "Why can't I have nice things?" is barely audible.


Bakla walks over to the VCR and puts a tape in. It then casually sits beside Yuki and presses play on the remote as the tape begins to roll. While Yuki is intently observing the tapes, Bakla casually yawns and slips an arm over Yuki's shoulders as the scene slowly fades to black.



VS

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, The Executive Brooklyn Producer!”

"BROOKLYN RAGE~!" by LittleKuriboh begins playing as The Executive Brooklyn Producer walks onto the stage. One of the watching wrestler’s gets up and yells out "OH MAH GOD! IT'S POKERFACE BY LADY GAGA!" This prompts The Executive Brooklyn Producer to walk over to the wrestler and channel Achmed the Dead Terrorist. "SILENCE!...I KEEL YOU!" The Executive Brooklyn Producer then puts on a smile and waves at the other wrestlers as the lyrics for the song start running. After a few seconds of waving, The Executive Brooklyn Producer walks down to the ring.

Taryn Shay: “Introducing next, Andrew Hunter!”

"New Divide" by Linkin Park blasts through the arena. Andrew Hunter appears on the top of the ramp, straightening out his elbow pads. He cracks a grin as he begins walking down the ramp. He slides underneath the ropes and quickly bounces back up, jumping up on a turnbuckle and staring into the audience.

Dale McCoy: “Do not be confused, these two were not readmitted into the tournament, and this is not a tournament match.”

Oliver Evans: “Correct. This is what we call “Loser’s Redemption”. The losers from the first round of the tournament are currently sitting on a negative record here in Full Throttle Wrestling. Tonight, we give them the opportunity to either get a neutral record, or to fall further down the pecking order.”

Dale McCoy: “And wins are so important. How are you going to get a title shot if you never defeat anybody? Sure, sometimes opportunities will be handed out to lower ranking individuals, but wins are generally the tickets to getting to the titles.”

Oliver Evans: “Which is why it is imperative for the losers from round one to win their redemption matches. It’s better to be in the middle of the pile than at the bottom of the pile.”

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

Dale McCoy: “Andrew Hunter charges at EBP, but The Executive Brooklyn Producer punches him in the throat! Hunter collapses!”

Oliver Evans: “That was…really unexpected.”

Dale McCoy: “EBP, not one to argue, drops down for a cover.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “Yay! The world isn’t ending! Andrew kicked out!”

Dale McCoy: “Lifting DDT from EBP! Cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “Hunter again kicks out. EBP lifts Hunter onto a shoulder before charging towards the turnbuckle and slamming Hunter into it. While holding Hunter against it, EBP lands a few stiff knees to the midsection before irish whipping Hunter into the ropes.”

Dale McCoy: “As Hunter bounces back, EBP jumps into the air and hits Hunter in the face with an elbow! EBP irish whips Hunter into the ropes before hitting a second elbow! Knee drop from EBP! EBP rolls onto Hunter for another cover.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “EBP is doing remarkably well for some odd reason, but thankfully Hunter still kicks out. I can’t believe I am cheering for a loser like that, but I guess he beats EBP.”

Dale McCoy: “EBP climbs onto the top rope and hits Hunter with a flying clothesline! EBP climbs back onto the turnbuckle. He’s…he’s signaling for a 450!?!?”

Oliver Evans: “The hell!? No way! EBP can’t hit a 450!”

Dale McCoy: “Hunter jumps into the air and dropkicks EBP, sending him tumbling from the turnbuckle and down to the floor!”

Oliver Evans: “I think Hunter may have just saved EBP from killing himself.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six!”

Dale McCoy: “EBP is starting to recover. He pulls himself to his feet as Hunter vaults over the ropes and down onto him!”

Mark Davis: “One!”

Oliver Evans: “Hunter forces EBP up, but EBP slams Hunter’s face into the apron before rolling him into the ring. EBP slides in and goes for the cover, but Hunter kicks out before the referee can begin the count.”

Dale McCoy: “EBP grabs Hunter in a sleeper hold, but Hunter is able to counter with a jaw breaker! EBP stumbles back into the ropes. Hunter runs at him, but EBP back body drops him over the ropes. But Hunter hangs on!”

Oliver Evans: “That idiot EBP doesn’t even realize that Hunter is standing on the apron. He walks towards the referee and asks why he isn’t counting Hunter out. As EBP turns around, Andrew Hunter jumps onto the ropes and leaps at EBP with a twisting springboard tornado DDT! The Final Gambit! Hunter hooks a leg for the cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Three!”

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

Dale McCoy: “Despite the efforts of EBP, Hunter managed to capitalize on EBP’s mistakes and pick up the win.”

Oliver Evans: “To be honest, if Hunter didn’t win, there would have been some major problems…like Hell freezing over due to EBP actually winning a match.”




VS

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a semi-final match in the Race to the Gold tournament and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, Acid!”

The lights dim down as "Touch the Sun" by Opus Dai begins playing. As the song plays, a figure slowly rises out of the floor before the lights go back to normal. He runs to the ring and leaps inside of it before climbing onto a turnbuckle and striking a pose. Acid then backflips back into the ring before waiting for the bell to sound.

Taryn Shay: “Introducing next, Antonio Del Veccio!”

As "Any Means Necessary" by Hammerfall blasts throughout the arena, the Italian wrestler, Antonio Del Veccio, walks out onto the stage. He holds a finger into the air before walking down to the ring.

Dale McCoy: “And we’re back to our tournament. The injured Acid goes against the submission specialist Antonio Del Veccio.”

Oliver Evans: “Heh, Acid is so screwed. Antonio is going to pick apart his injury; this match will be over quickly.”

Dale McCoy: “Acid has the heart to win this match. I don’t think he’ll roll over for Antonio.”

Oliver Evans: “If heart actually contributed to anything, then maybe Acid would have won a major title.”

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, Antonio Del Veccio quickly advances upon Acid and begins striking him on the taped ribs! He’s being a lot more aggressive than usual.”

Oliver Evans: “Of course he is! His opponent is injured!”

Dale McCoy: “Acid kicks Antonio in the gut to reverse the momentum before whipping him into the corner. Acid runs in with a knee to the face! Acid sprints to the ropes before flying back and clotheslining Antonio! Antonio stumbles out of the corner, and gets pulled into a bulldog! Acid drops down for a cover.”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “Antonio forces Acid off at two. Acid headbutts Antonio before pulling him in for a DDT! Acid drops down for another cover.”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “Antonio again kicks out at two. So far, Acid has dominated this match despite his injury. Antonio hasn’t been able to get anything rolling! Acid sends Antonio into the ropes with an irish whip, but instead of bouncing back, Del Veccio catches himself! Acid charges at him, but Antonio sends him flying over the ropes and onto the floor with a back body drop!”

Oliver Evans: “Acid landed hard on those ribs! Antonio rolls out of the ring and picks Acid up as the referee begins the count.”

Ray Johnson: “One!”

Dale McCoy: “Antonio drives Acid into the side of the ring! Acid falls to the ground clenching his injured ribs!”

Ray Johnson: “Two!”

Oliver Evans: “Antonio pulls Acid back to his feet before irish whipping him into the steel stairs!”

Ray Johnson: “Three! Four!”

Dale McCoy: “Antonio drives Acid into the crowd barricade this time! The Executive Brooklyn Producer stands up for a high-five, but Antonio fakes him out! What a jerk!”

Ray Johnson: “Five! Six!”

Oliver Evans: “Antonio slams Acid into the concrete with a suplex!”

Ray Johnson: “Seven!”

Dale McCoy: “Antonio rolls Acid into the ring before sliding in after him and hooking the far leg for a cover!”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “Gah! How did Acid kick out? I hate this guy, he just never stays down.”

Dale McCoy: “Antonio whips Acid into the corner. He hits hard and falls to the mat clenching his ribs! Antonio forces him up and pushes him into the corner before kicking the bandaged ribs.”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two! Three! Four…”

Oliver Evans: “Antonio backs away before coming back in and punching the ribs of Acid! Ray Johnson pulls Antonio away instead of administering a count.”

Dale McCoy: “Antonio advances to Acid once more and pulls him out of the corner before kicking him in the gut and suplexing him to the mat! Pulling Acid to his feet, Antonio Del Veccio locks him into an abdominal stretch!”

Oliver Evans: “That stretch is really working over those injured ribs! I don’t think Acid can breathe!”

Dale McCoy: “Acid’s stuck with nowhere to go, but he’s refusing to tap out! The referee keeps asking, but the answer is always the same; no!”

Oliver Evans: “Yes, great idea. Hurt your ribs even more by refusing to tap out Acid.”

Dale McCoy: “As Antonio leans in close to talk some trash, Acid takes the opportunity to rock him with a hard punch! This gives Acid time to throw Antonio with the hip toss! Acid bounces off the ropes before flattening Antonio with a running big boot!”

Oliver Evans: “…What the hell just happened!?”

Dale McCoy: “Acid pulls Antonio up, but Antonio strikes him in the rib before lifting Acid into the air and dropping him rib-first onto a knee!”

Oliver Evans: “Antonio grabs Acid’s legs before turning Acid over and sitting on Acid’s ribs with a modified boston crab! Acid yells out in pain from the weight on his ribs! He tries to pull Antonio, but that only increases the pressure! Acid’s hand hovers above the mat…and he taps out!”

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match via submission, Antonio Del Veccio!”

Dale McCoy: “Acid tried to hang on, but the pain from his injury was just too much.”

Oliver Evans: “Ha! No more masked loser in this tournament! Antonio’s advanced into the finals with this win, but who will he be facing? Alexander Conway or William LaCroix?”

Dale McCoy: “We’ll just have to wait and see. I’m sure Antonio would rather go up against LaCroix though due to the knee injury.”


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PostSubject: Re: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 4 (September 11, 2011)   Mon Sep 19, 2011 10:57 pm

VS

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a semi-final 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, 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.

Dale McCoy: “This will be the last semi-final match of the night. The winner of this match will move on to face Antonio Del Veccio in the finals.”

Oliver Evans: “Lucky for Antonio, his night will be easy. Not only will these two tear each other up, but the winner will have less time to recover before facing Antonio. Not only that, but both of these men are also injured.”

Dale McCoy: “That’s right. William LaCroix has his knee injury that he received in the beginning of the tournament, and Allison Hadley informed us after Alexander’s pre-match examination that he has a concussion.”

Oliver Evans: “So either way, Antonio Del Veccio is going to be happy. A weakened man will be entering into the finals with him.”

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

Dale McCoy: “Alexander and LaCroix lock up, but LaCroix easily overpowers Conway and sends him backwards into the mat. Conway quickly gets back to his feet and slaps LaCroix across the face!”

Oliver Evans: “LaCroix goes for a punch, but Conway ducks it before slapping LaCroix once again! LaCroix tries for a clothesline, but Conway ducks it before dropkicking LaCroix, but LaCroix doesn’t go down.”

Dale McCoy: “Alexander jumps and dropkicks LaCroix a second time, but LaCroix still doesn’t go down. Alexander jumps into the air and connects with an enzuigiri before getting up and jumping, catching LaCroix’s head, and driving it into the mat with a DDT! Conway drops down and hooks the near leg for a pin!”

Michael Bull: “One…”

Oliver Evans: “William LaCroix easily powers out at one! Alexander tries to keep him down with kicks and forearm shots, but LaCroix pushes him away before big booting him! LaCroix sends Conway into the ropes with an irish whip before hitting him with another big boot! LaCroix puts a foot on the chest of Conway for the cover.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “Conway kicks out of that cocky pin at two. Maybe if LaCroix would have gone for a real cover, he would have won. Body slam from LaCroix! Backbreaker from LaCroix! Suplex from LaCroix!”

Oliver Evans: “Daaaammmnnnnn! LaCroix is just throwing Conway all over the place.”

Dale McCoy: “Conway stumbles to his feet, only to be tossed onto the mat with a back suplex! LaCroix pulls Conway to his feet before pulling him in and lifting him up for a powerbomb. But Conway punches him a few times on the head before pushing himself over the shoulders of LaCroix!”

Oliver Evans: “LaCroix turns around right into a superkick! He’s still standing! Alexander hits him with a second superkick! The impact causes LaCroix to stumble back, but he’s still standing.”

Dale McCoy: “LaCroix stumbles back towards Conway and into a third superkick! LaCroix finally goes down! Conway hooks the leg for a cover!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “How did William LaCroix kick out? He just got hit by three superkicks! In a row!”

Dale McCoy: “Conway goes for a knee drop, but LaCroix rolls out of the way! As Conway gets back to his feet, LaCroix decks him with a clothesline! Conway gets back up only to be hit with a polish hammer!”

Oliver Evans: “That should be renamed to the Swiss Hammer, as it looks so much more devastating when William does it.”

Dale McCoy: “LaCroix irish whips Conway into the ropes. As he comes back, LaCroix catches him and slams him to the mat with a black hole slam! LaCroix hooks the legs for a cover!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “Conway somehow manages to kick out! LaCroix climbs onto the top rope, but before he can do anything, Conway jumps into the air and kicks LaCroix on the head with an enzuigiri! Conway pulls himself up onto the turnbuckle. Super frankensteiner! Conway runs towards the ropes and springboards back onto LaCroix with a legdrop! Conway rolls into a cover.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “Close, but he didn’t get the three! Interestingly enough, Conway hasn’t attacked LaCroix’s leg at all.”

Oliver Evans: “I bet that comes back to bite him.”

Dale McCoy: “Conway irish whips LaCroix into the corner before running and jumping, driving both knees into the chest of LaCroix! As LaCroix stumbles out of the corner, Conway hops onto the turnbuckle and leaps, pulling LaCroix’s head to the mat with a bulldog!”

Oliver Evans: “Conway bounces off the ropes and kicks LaCroix in the head! Conway springboards off the ropes and lands on LaCroix with a moonsault! He hooks a leg!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “Conway punches the mat in frustration. Alexander tries to grab LaCroix, but LaCroix knees him in the stomach! LaCroix lifts Conway into the air, but Conway falls down behind him before hitting a rude awakening! Conway rolls onto LaCroix’s shoulders for another cover.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “William still kicks out at two. Conway tries to irish whip LaCroix into the ropes, but LaCroix sends him into the ropes instead! LaCroix goes for a big boot, but Alexander slides underneath the attempt before pulling LaCroix into a pin!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “LaCroix still kicks out. Headbutt from LaCroix stuns Conway! William grabs Alexander and slams him to the mat with a side slam before hooking a leg.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “And now it’s Conway’s turn to kick out at two. LaCroix lifts Conway onto his shoulders, but Conway fights down with elbows. Springboard DDT from Alexander! Conway puts weight onto the shoulders for a pin.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “Another kick out from LaCroix. Conway climbs onto the top turnbuckle as LaCroix gets to his feet. Alexander Conway leaps for a double axe handle, but LaCroix kicks Conway in the gut as he comes down before pulling Conway in, lifting him up, and spiking his head into the mat with a piledriver! LaCroix rolls Conway over and holds down the shoulders for the cover.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Three!”

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

Oliver Evans: “William LaCroix advances by exploting Conway’s concussion! That piledriver combined with his injury was just too much. I knew Conway’s reluctance to go after the injured knee of LaCroix would come back to bite him.”

As William LaCroix celebrates in the ring, Conway recovers from the impact that he just took. He looks around, groggy after being knocked out, only to realize what has happened. An enraged look appears on Conway's face. Alexander waits behind LaCroix and slips a pair of brass knuckles onto his hand. Before Conway can make use of them, however, Michael Bull grabs Conway's arm. The struggle gets the attention of William LaCroix, and as Conway wrenches free from the referee, LaCroix jumps and levels him with the Riot Run! Conway rolls and falls out of the ring as LaCroix goes back to showboating over his win.

Dale McCoy: "Conway tried to get revenge for being defeated, but thanks to Michael Bull, LaCroix was able to get a leg up!"

Oliver Evans: "Tough break for Conway. He not only losses the match and gets eliminated from the tournament, but he also gets embarrassed afterwords by William LaCroix. But I guess that's what happens when you have Michael Bull as a referee. He just doesn't know how to stay out of things."

Dale McCoy: "Wait a minute, it looks like Conway has recovered from that Riot Run. He's got a microphone!"

Alexander points at William LaCroix as he brings the microphone to his lips.

Alexander Conway: "Enjoy your win, LaCroix, everyone gets lucky at least once in their life. But mark my words, LaCroix, you are my target now. We will meet again, and when we do, the outcome will be what it should have been tonight; you tapping out!"

Dale McCoy: "Strong words from Alexander Conway. Was that the smart thing to do, however?"

Oliver Evans: "Alexander Conway is a brilliant competitor, he's got all of the skills needed to get to the top of the mountain here. However, it is never a good idea to go after the biggest dog in the fight."




A chessboard lies on a table as two sets of hands move around it. Taking pieces; losing pieces; taking pieces; losing pieces. The cycle continues as the two individuals try to outsmart one another. As one of the two declares a checkmate, the camera pans back to reveal Eric and John Vogel.

Eric Vogel: “It looks like you lose again, John.”

The younger brother sighs.

John Vogel: “It’s as if I am playing myself. You always know what I am going to do next.”

Eric Vogel: “To your credit, you know what I am going to do next, too; you just fail to prevent it from happening.”

John Vogel: “And that’s what makes it frustrating. No matter what I try, no matter how I attempt to stop your plan, you always adapt it just enough to prevent me from gaining the victory. From the dredges of defeat, you can find a way to win. In danger of being ensnared in a trap, you move carefully and with precision, striking the weak point and alleviating the risk.”

Eric Vogel lets out a laugh.

Eric Vogel: “Maybe I’ve inherited some of our father’s mental gifts after all! If I could be half the manipulator he was, I’d be able to get back into the tournament. But alas, I could only settle with getting revenge.”

John Vogel: “Humph. That tournament was a bunch of bull. I can understand our father not wanting to intervene too much, but how could he allow us to lose under such circumstances? Especially to people like Acid and Paredyse.”

Eric Vogel: “He wants to test us, John. We’ve failed him as far as manipulating goes. We’ve failed to prevent our opponents from forcing our elimination as well. We cannot fail tonight to win our match. We’ve partially redeemed ourselves by costing Paredyse and Acid their chances to win the Race to the Gold tournament. Now we have to show our father that we can still dominate the tag team division. We need to show not only father, but everyone else, that Paredyse and Acid just got lucky and that it won’t happen again. We’re Vogels, not some common wrestlers.”

John Vogel: “Good point, these other tag teams need to learn who the kings are. We never lost the MAW World Tag Team Championships, and that was during a time when there were actually good tag teams around. These new teams won’t stand a chance. If we didn’t lose when there were better teams out there, why would we lose now?”

Eric Vogel: “That’s right. Yuki Monotomo and Boy Bakla won’t know what hit them. You can’t just pair up two random individuals and expect them to work together the way we do. We’re brothers, we know what the other is thinking, and that is a huge advantage. These two are going to be dumbfounded when they face us.”

The two brothers, realizing that it is almost time for their match, get up and walk towards the door.

John Vogel: “Tonight shall mark the beginning of something great, and the end is nowhere in sight.”

The door closes with a click as The Vogel Sons depart.




& VS &

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, The Vogel Sons, Eric Vogel and John Vogel!”

"Sound Of Madness" by Shinedown starts to play as Ray Kamaura begins striding towards the ring. His seven foot frame towers over everything until he comes to the apron. Ray grabs the top rope and steps onto the ring then over the ropes into the ring. He swiftly moves to a turnbuckle and climbs it raises one arm into the air.

Taryn Shay: “Introducing next, the team of Boy Bakla and Yuki Monomoto!”

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.

"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.

Dale McCoy: “The first, and only, tag team match of Full Throttle Wrestling's "We did it for the hits" event.”

Oliver Evans: “It's also the first and only tag team match in Full Throttle Wrestling history at this point. And how great is it that the final tag team champions of MAW are participating in it?"

Dale McCoy: “The Vogel Sons are looking to show their tag team supremacy, will they actually be able to do it? Or will the team of Bakla and Monotomo out-wrestle them tonight?”

Oliver Evans: “Are you seriously asking that question?”

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

Dale McCoy: “John Vogel steps out of the ring as Yuki Monotomo does the same. Eric Vogel and Boy Bakla lock up, but Eric Vogel easily twists Bakla’s arm with an arm wrench.”

Oliver Evans: “Bakla tries to pull itself away from Eric, but Eric pulls Bakla into a shoulder thrust by the twisted arm. Eric pulls Bakla over to his corner, still twisting the arm as John Vogel tags himself in.”

Dale McCoy: “John leaps off the top rope with a double stomp to the twisted arm! Boy Bakla yelps in pain, bit that only encourages John to reapply the arm wrench. John elbows the twisted arm before transitioning into a hammerlock.”

Oliver Evans: “Man, these two aren’t wasting any time! They are going to take Bakla out of the match if they keep working over that arm.”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla tries to elbow John to get out of the hammerlock, but John cranks the arm up even further along the back! Bakla goes on its tippy toes to try and alleviate the pressure.”

Oliver Evans: “Is Bakla going to have to tap out to a hammerlock!?”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla with a stomp to the toes! John’s grip loosens just enough for Bakla to get free!”

Oliver Evans: “Oh bugger!”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla goes for a clothesline, but John ducks it. As Bakla turns around, John dropkicks the hurt arm! John quickly twists the arm into another arm wrench before tagging in Eric.”

Oliver Evans: “Double axe handle onto the twisted arm from Eric Vogel! Before Bakla can do anything, Eric twists the arm into yet another arm wrench.”

Dale McCoy: “So far, this match has just been The Vogel Sons working over Bakla’s arm. It isn’t very exciting, but it’s obviously effective.”

Oliver Evans: “Wins and losses, wins and losses. They are what are important in this business.”

Dale McCoy: “Eric turns under the arm of Bakla before pulling it down hard onto his shoulder! Eric moves away again before Bakla can do anything to get out of the arm wrench.”

Oliver Evans: “Bakla tries to roll onto the mat to escape, but Vogel drops down onto the arm and applies a keylock! Bakla just screwed up big time!”

Dale McCoy: “But Bakla is able to reach the ropes! The referee orders Eric to release the hold, but Eric refuses!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Three! Four! Fi…”

Oliver Evans: “I bet Bakla wishes Eric would have kept the submission hold locked in. Disqualification is about the only way that the makeshift team of Monotomo and Bakla could win.”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla walks right into a headlock from Eric Vogel. Eric goes for the headlock driver, but Bakla kicks his leg out and sends him sprawling to the mat! Bakla tries to get to Yuki, but Eric grabs one of Bakla’s legs and trips Bakla up.”

Oliver Evans: “Eric drops an elbow onto the back of Bakla before pulling Bakla back to the center of the ring before dropping a second elbow onto Bakla’s back. Eric rolls Bakla over for the pin.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla gets the shoulder up at two. Eric drags Bakla back to his corner before tagging in John Vogel. Double suplex! John drops down for the cover.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “Again Bakla kicks out at two. John Vogel lifts Bakla up, but Bakla slides down the back before diving across the ring and tagging in Yuki Monotomo! He’s going to have to get something going if he wants to have any chance of winning this match.”

Dale McCoy: “Yuki takes John Vogel down a big clothesline! John scrambles back to his feet onto to be taken back down by a dropkick. Yuki sends John into the ropes with an irish whip before hitting him with a back elbow.”

Oliver Evans: “Yuki slams John’[s face into the turnbuckle before lifting John Vogel onto the top rope. Yuki follows him up. Superplex time? No! John Vogel hangs on! Yuki and Vogel exchange some shots, but a thumb to the eye and a headbutt send Monotomo crashing to the mat!”

Dale McCoy: “Diving fist drop from John Vogel! Vogel hooks a leg for the cover.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “Not enough to put the fresh Yuki down.”

Dale McCoy: “John tags out to Eric. Both men grab Yuki and go for a double suplex, but Yuki counters with a double DDT! Eric rolls out of the ring while John gets to his feet. Yuki sends John into the corner with an irish whip before following it up with a clothesline! Yuki tags out to Bakla.”

Oliver Evans: “Yuki lifts John up for a back suplex as Bakla climbs the turnbuckle. Leg drop and back suplex combination! Bakla hooks a leg for the cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “John Vogel pops a shoulder up before the three. Bakla pulls him back to the ropes before tagging in Yuki. They irish whip John into the ropes, but John stops himself. Bakla charges in, but John ducks down as Eric Vogel throws a kicks over the ropes and connects with Bakla’s face! As Bakla goes down, Yuki charges forward. John moves out of the way, but Eric Vogel gets kicked off of the apron!”

Oliver Evans: “John Vogel grabs Yuki by the waist and pulls him to the mat for a cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “John almost stole the win right there, but Yuki managed to kick out! John goes for a punch, but Yuki blocks it before firing off a few of his own. Yuki bounces off of the ropes, but John goes down for a back body drop, but Yuki stops himself. Spinning neckbreaker!”

Oliver Evans: “Vertical suplex from Yuki! John uses the ropes to get back to his feet. Yuki runs past him and springboards off of the ropes, but Eric grabs his brother and pulls him out of the way of Yuki’s springboard crossbody! Bulldog from John Vogel! He rolls Yuki over for a cover.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “Yuki kicks out to John’s frustration. Eric yells for John to make the tag, but John ignores him. As Yuki gets to his feet, John tries to set him up for The Coronation, but Yuki hits a surprise cutter! Yuki climbs onto the turnbuckle before coming down across Vogel’s throat with a leg drop! Yuki hooks the near leg for the pin.”

Oliver Evans: “But the referee is being distracted by Eric Vogel! Yuki wastes time arguing with Eric Vogel as he tries to pull the referee away, allowing John to recover. LOW BLOW BY JOHN VOGEL! He rolls Yuki into a cover as Eric tells the referee to turn around.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla kicks John Vogel in the head to break up the cover! Eric starts to enter the ring, but Bakla stops him with a dropkick! John Vogel sends Bakla over the ropes with a clothesline to the back of Bakla’s head!”

Oliver Evans: “But Yuki is stalking Vogel. As John turns around, Yuki superkicks him! Yuki hooks both legs for a cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Thre…”

Dale McCoy: “That was about as close as close can get! Yuki grabs John Vogel and wretches his left arm under John's neck with the elbow over the Adam's apple. White Dragon Hold! White Dragon Hold! John Vogel’s going to tap out!”

Oliver Evans: “No he isn’t. Eric Vogel just slid into the ring and broke up the submission hold!”

Dale McCoy: “John Vogel tags out to Eric Vogel. Eric kicks Yuki in the face before kicking him on the back. With Yuki still down, Eric Vogel takes some time to taunt Boy Bakla. Boy Bakla tries to enter the ring, but the referee holds Bakla back as John Vogel climbs into the ring and pulls Yuki to the mat with a neckbreaker!”

Oliver Evans: “Classic Vogels; using their opponents short tempers to get an advantage. Eric Vogel drops an elbow onto the chest of Yuki before holding the shoulders down for the pin.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “Yuki manages to kick out at two. Eric Vogel again goes to taunt Boy Bakla, but this time, Bakla keeps its temper in check. Eric turns around just in time to sidestep a charging Yuki Monotomo! Collision between Yuki and Bakla, but technically Bakla’s been tagged in! Eric tosses Yuki over the top rope before sliding out and rolling Bakla into the ring.”

Oliver Evans: “As Eric approaches Bakla, Bakla suddenly leaps into the air and kicks Eric on the temple! He drops like a sack of bricks!”

Dale McCoy: “Eric might be out! Bakla dives on top for the cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “Eric managed to recover and kick out. Bakla lifts Eric onto its shoulders, but Eric slides down the back before throwing Bakla with a half nelson suplex!”

Dale McCoy: “Eric Vogel tries to pull Bakla to its feet, but Bakla pulls Eric down into a jawbreaker! Bakla with a spinning wheel kick that sends Eric tumbling back and into the corner! Bakla with a running dropkick onto Eric who was stuck in the corner! Flapjack from Bakla! Cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “Eric Vogel manages to kick out. Bakla wastes time arguing with the official. As Bakla comes back, Eric grabs Bakla by the tights and throws Bakla face-first into the turnbuckle pad!”

Dale McCoy: “Eric Vogel whips Bakla into his corner before following up with a running forearm. He tags out to John Vogel. Eric pulls Bakla out of the corner and holds Bakla while John climbs onto the turnbuckle. Missile dropkick from John Vogel! Cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “Kick out at two! John grabs Bakla, but Bakla lifts him up and slams him to the mat with a michinoku driver! Bakla tags Yuki in. Bakla whips John at Yuki, who jumps into the air and knees him in the face! Yuki hooks a leg.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “John pushes Yuki off of him at two. Yuki grabs John Vogel’s legs, but before he can turn Vogel over, Vogel manages to pull him to the mat and into a pinning situation!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “Yuki kicks out again. John kicks Yuki in the gut before DDTing him to the mat. Shoulder facebreaker from John Vogel! He hooks both legs for a cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “Neither one of these men want to stay down! John pulls Yuki up before irish whipping him into the ropes. John goes for a shoulder block, but Yuki gets the best of it! He goes to tag in Bakla, but Eric Vogel was distracting the referee! He didn’t hear the tag and he’s forcing Bakla back out to the apron! Yuki is distracted as he also argues with the referee.”

Oliver Evans: “Eric Vogel claps his hands to emulate the sound of a tag while the referee is still caught up with Bakla and Yuki! Running behind Yuki, Eric Vogel lifts Yuki Monotomo up for a back suplex, but instead spins Yuki out and slams Yuki to the mat with a blue thunder bomb! He calls out to the referee who turns around and sees the pin!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Three!”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla slaps its head, realizing that it put too much faith in Yuki and that cost Bakla the match!”

Oliver Evans: “You never put faith in your tag team partner. Even if you don’t suspect that they are in danger, you have to help them out.”

Dale McCoy: “Although they shouldn’t have lost. Eric Vogel cheated to get the win!”

Oliver Evans: “Yes, Eric Vogel cheated, but it was a smart cheat. He outsmarted his opponents tonight and scored the win, and that’s honestly just one of the things that happens in this business. If you allow your opponent to cheat, then you kind of deserve what you get.”




Boy Bakla notices Yuki Monotomo looking dejected....

Boy Bakla: "Awww, don't feel bad Yuki-poo. I know what will make you feel better."

Suddenly out of the blue Bakla grabs Yuki, tilts him and goes down to give Yuki a big wet one. After the initial shock, Yuki pushes himself free from Bakla's liplock.

Boy Bakla: "Mmmm... Was it as good for you as it was for me? There's a lot more where that came from you know Yuki-poo."

Bakla starts inching towards Yuki who quickly makes an escape and rushes to the back...

Boy Bakla: "I love it when they play hard to get."

Bakla gives chase as the screen fades to black.




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PostSubject: Re: Full Throttle Wrestling - We did it for the hits, night 4 (September 11, 2011)   Mon Sep 19, 2011 11:00 pm

Reviewing the footage from yesterday's event, Adam Vogel repeatedly rewinds to Colton Charles Cai Cobb attacking Ray Johnson. With a frown of disapproval, Vogel reaches into his desk and pulls out a paper. Tommy Gunn recognizes the paper and steps in front of Adam's desk.

Adam Vogel: “I want you to find that jerk, and I want you to give him this.”

Adam Vogel hands him the slip of paper.

Adam Vogel: “I’m finning Colton Charles Cai Cobb for laying his hands upon an official. Make sure to let him know that if this happens again, this cost will double. It will continue to double, until I get sick of him and suspend him while still finning him! No wrestler may lay a hand upon my referees.”

Tommy Gunn nods his head and walks towards the door, but Vogel’s voice stops him from immediately leaving.

Adam Vogel: “Oh, and good job last night, Tommy. You stopped him pretty quickly, but watch out when you give him that slip. I know that you can handle yourself, but this guy probably isn’t going to take this lying down. It would probably be best to either find Reynolds or to get my sons before you go to deliver this. Actually, hold on.”

Adam Vogel stands before rolling up his sleeves.

Adam Vogel: “I’ll come with you, let’s go.”

Tommy opens the door for Adam before following him out as the scene ends.




VS

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, Ray Kamaura!”

"Sound Of Madness" by Shinedown starts to play as Ray Kamaura begins striding towards the ring. His seven foot frame towers over everything until he comes to the apron. Ray grabs the top rope and steps onto the ring then over the ropes into the ring. He swiftly moves to a turnbuckle and climbs it raises one arm into the air.

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 existence 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: “The final redemption match and the last match before the finals of the tournament happen.”

Oliver Evans: “Hopefully Ethan O’Reilly makes this quick, I want to see who will become our first World Heavyweight Champion!”

Dale McCoy: “Ethan O’Reilly? So, just like that, you’ve already picked Ethan to win this match?”

Oliver Evans: “Well yeah. Ray didn’t impress me in his match with Antonio Del Veccio, and Ethan is a badass. So yes, I will be picking Ethan O’Reilly to win this match.”

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

Dale McCoy: “As the bell rings, both men run to the ropes. They bounce off them and fly into each other with shoulder blocks, but neither man goes down! Ray tells Ethan to run to the ropes to try again, which he does. Neither man goes down this time either! Ethan tells Ray to run to the ropes and try it, which Ray does.”

Oliver Evans: “Low dropkick from Ethan takes Ray’s legs out from under him! Ray just slammed face-first onto the mat!”

Dale McCoy: “Ethan grabs Kamaura by the head before slamming it into the turnbuckle not once, not twice, not three times, but four times! Ethan O’Reilly steps away from Kamaura at the referee’s command.”

Oliver Evans: “Ray charges out and decks Ethan with a clothesline! Big body slam from Kamaura! Ray starts to lift Ethan off the mat, but Ethan forces him back with a few hard punches.”

Dale McCoy: “Ray doesn’t let that deter him, and the two exchange punches. Ethan ends the exchange with a kick to the gut before throwing Ray through the ropes and down onto the floor. Ethan waits while the referee counts Ray out.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two!”

Oliver Evans: “Ray quickly recovers before climbing onto the ring apron. Before he can enter the ring, Ethan O’Reilly charges towards him. SPEAR! Ethan O’Reilly just speared Ray off of the apron! Both men are on the floor!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Three!”

Dale McCoy: “Ethan O’Reilly sits up. He looks at the referee before looking at Ray as he tries to decide between a count-out or pinfall victory.”

Michael Bull: “Four!”

Oliver Evans: “Ethan O’Reilly lifts Ray up before carrying him to the ring apron and pushing him into the ring. Ethan slides in and goes for the cover.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “Ray gets a shoulder up just before the three count! Maybe if Ethan had gotten Ray back into the ring sooner, he would have gotten the win.”

Oliver Evans: “Ethan O’Reilly pulls Ray to his feet, but Ray suddenly grabs Ethan by the throat! Ray lifts Ethan into the air before slamming Ethan to the mat with the Game Changer! Ray falls on top for the cover!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “But Ethan gets the shoulder up just in the nick of time! Ray Kamaura throws Ethan into the corner with a hard irish whip! As Ethan bounces out, Ray clotheslines him to the mat! Ray bounces off the ropes before dropping an elbow onto Ethan. Ray holds down the shoulders as the referee drops down to make the count.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “Ethan forces Ray off of him at two. Kamaura irish whips Ethan into the corner once again. Ray charges in, but only gets a face full of boot! Ray stumbles back before charging in again for a corner avalanche, but Ethan moves out of the way!”

Dale McCoy: “Spinning back elbow to the midsection from Ethan O’Reilly. O’Reilly grabs the head of Kamaura and pulls him over with a snapmare! Ethan puts a knee into the back as he applies a chinlock to Kamaura.”

Oliver Evans: “Ray Kamaura forces his way back to his feet before elbowing Ethan several times in the stomach. Ray kicks Ethan in the gut before elbowing Ethan on the back of the head. Vertical suplex from Ray!”

Dale McCoy: “Ray climbs onto the top turnbuckle as Ethan gets to his feet. Huge flying clothesline from Kamaura!”

Oliver Evans: “He nearly took Ethan’s head off with that one! Ray hooks a leg!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “How did Ethan kick out after that!? Ray slaps Ethan across the face before lifting Ethan onto his shoulders, but Ethan elbows Ray repeatedly before sliding down his back. As Ray turns around, Ethan hits him with a jumping reverse roundhouse kick! Ethan pulls Ray to his feet and hits him with a few punches before whipping him into the corner.”

Oliver Evans: “Ethan flies into Ray with a clothesline! As Ray stumbles out of the corner, Ethan lifts him up and slams him to the mat with a back suplex! Ethan hooks the near leg for a cover.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “Ray powers out at two. Ethan grabs Ray into a cravate before kneeing him in the face over and over again before hitting a swinging neckbreaker! Instead of going for the cover, Ethan O’Reilly climbs onto the turnbuckle.”

Oliver Evans: “Before O’Reilly can fly, Ray Kamaura jumps up and stuns Ethan with a hard punch! Ray climbs up onto the turnbuckle, and the two men start to exchange punches!”

Dale McCoy: “Ethan gets the advantage with a few unanswered punches! He pulls Kamaura in and lifts him onto his shoulders before jumping off of the turnbuckle while throwing Ray forward with a super powerbomb that shakes the ring!”

Oliver Evans: “Holy crap! THAT WAS AWESOME! When was the last time we saw a super powerbomb!?”

Dale McCoy: “Ray really landed awkwardly there. Ethan dives on top of him for the cover!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Three!”

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match via pinfall, Ethan O’Reilly!”

Oliver Evans: “Ha! I told you Ethan O’Reilly would win! And he did it an awesome fashion! Super powerbomb form the top rope! That was just nasty!”

Dale McCoy: “I agree that the powerbomb was a great finish, and I also acknowledge the fact that you called Ethan O’Reilly winning this contest. However, I think we should give some credit to Ray Kamaura.”

Oliver Evans: “What? Why? He lost!”

Dale McCoy: “Yes, he lost, but he put on a good performance. Not only that, but Ray Kamaura continues to wrestle despite his old injuries. He might not have lost this match if he had never broken his neck a few years back.”

Oliver Evans: “Shut up. Ray Kamaura will make enough excuses for his losses without you making them for him.”




Suddenly, the tron comes alive as Vogel's face appears upon it.

Adam Vogel: "To make sure there are no bad decisions, interference, or anything else to disrupt the integrity of this match, I am appointing Tommy Gunn as the special guest referee for this match."

After the quick message, the tron dies down while Taryn Shay begins the introductions.


VS


Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the final match of the Race to the Gold Tournament! The winner shall be awarded the Full Throttle Wrestling World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, Antonio Del Veccio!”

As "Any Means Necessary" by Hammerfall blasts throughout the arena, the Italian wrestler, Antonio Del Veccio, walks out onto the stage. He holds a finger into the air before walking down to the ring.

Taryn Shay: “Introducing next, 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.

Dale McCoy: “And here we are! The finals of the Race to the Gold Tournament.”

Oliver Evans: “I can't wait! Two great wrestlers are left to fight for the championship! Which one will be able to pull it off? My money is on Del Veccio though, just because of William's knee injury.”

Dale McCoy: “It's hard to argue with that, but just to be different, I'll pick William LaCroix to win.”

Oliver Evans: "I kind of want to hit you right now."

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

Dale McCoy: “Neither man moves as the bell sounds. Both men wait for the other one to make the first move.”

Oliver Evans: “It’s a stand-off. William doesn’t want to make the first move due to his injury, and Antonio almost never makes the first move.”

Dale McCoy: “William grudgingly advances towards Del Veccio. He goes to lock up, but Del Veccio goes for a low dropkick to the knee, but LaCroix manages to avoid it! Antonio hops back up, but LaCroix kicks him in the gut before throwing him into the corner.”

Oliver Evans: “LaCroix drives his shoulder into the midsection of Antonio time after time as the referee counts.”

Tommy Gunn: “One! Two! Three! Four!”

Dale McCoy: “William backs away before cracking Antonio with a right hand! Tommy Gunn backs LaCroix up in a very physical manner. William and Tommy exchange words as Antonio recovers. While William is still distracted, Antonio runs behind him and dropkicks him on the back of the knee!”

Oliver Evans: “Antonio grabs the leg and kicks it a few times before driving his own knee into the back of LaCroix’s knee. Antonio quickly gets back up before dropping an elbow onto LaCroix’s knee!”

Dale McCoy: “Antonio puts all of his body weight upon LaCroix’s knee while pulling LaCroix’s leg backwards! LaCroix quickly battles out of the submission attempt with strikes to the back of Antonio’s head.”

Oliver Evans: “LaCroix hobbles to his feet, but Antonio delivers a few hard kicks to the knee! LaCroix doesn’t go down, but you can see the pain shooting through him!”

Dale McCoy: “Antonio goes for another kick, but LaCroix catches the leg! William pulls Antonio into a huge clothesline! As Antonio gets back to his feet, LaCroix flips him over with a second clothesline!”

Oliver Evans: “LaCroix whips Antonio into the corner before lifting him onto the turnbuckle. Iconoclasm! LaCroix holds the shoulders down for a cover!”

Tommy Gunn: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “Oh, but Antonio kicks out before the three! Antonio tries to crawl away from LaCroix, but William kicks him in the head. LaCroix pulls Antonio to his feet before lifting him up with a suplex and holding him in the air.”

Oliver Evans: “All of the blood is rushing to Antonio’s head right now! LaCroix’s knee starts to wobble, however, forcing LaCroix to take Antonio down a jackhammer sooner than he would have liked.”

Tommy Gunn: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “Antonio again kicks out at 2.9! William LaCroix pulls Antonio up again before headbutting him! LaCroix grabs the dazed Antonio by the throat, but Antonio kicks the knee out before DDTing LaCroix’s head into the mat!”

Oliver Evans: “Antonio doesn’t go for the pin. Instead, Antonio grabs the leg of LaCroix before quickly applying a figure four!”

Dale McCoy: “Antonio’s got the figure four locked on tight! But just like in one of his previous matches, William LaCroix rolls the smaller opponent over to reverse the pressure!”

Oliver Evans: “But Antonio easily slips his limbs out of the reverse figure four. Before LaCroix can get back to his feet, Antonio grabs the injured leg and lifts it into the air before slamming the knee into the mat.”

Dale McCoy: “LaCroix quickly rolls and adjusts his position to get the leg away from Antonio. As Antonio approaches, LaCroix spring to his feet and knocks Antonio back with a hellish European uppercut! LaCroix whips Antonio Del Veccio into the ropes before throwing him with a back body drop.”

Oliver Evans: “LaCroix again whips Del Veccio into the ropes, but this time he lifts Del Veccio into a gorilla press. Antonio tries to fight out of it, but LaCroix throws him forward and kicks Antonio in the face! Antonio is down!”

Dale McCoy: “William drops an elbow onto Antonio before bouncing off the ropes and delivering a huge leg drop across the throat of Antonio! LaCroix pushes the shoulders into the mat.”

Tommy Gunn: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “Another close call for Antonio. One has to wonder just how long Antonio can keep this up.”

Dale McCoy: “William LaCroix starts to pull Antonio to his feet, but Antonio hits his with a low blow! How did Gunn miss that?”

Oliver Evans: “What were you looking at? I only saw Antonio hit LaCroix in the stomach. Now I see Antonio going for the cover though.”

Tommy Gunn: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “LaCroix somehow manages to kick out, despite the fact that he was just hit low!”

Oliver Evans: “Again, I didn’t see any such thing.”

Dale McCoy: “You never see what you don’t want to see, Oliver. Antonio grabs the leg of LaCroix, but LaCroix pushes him off. Antonio tries again, but this time, LaCroix uses his strength to send Antonio through the ropes and down onto the floor.”

Oliver Evans: “Tommy Gunn slides out of the ring to make sure an injury hasn’t occurred. As Antonio gets back to his feet, Tommy Gunn gets distracted by The Vogel Sons.”

Dale McCoy: “What is he doing? There’s a match going on here!”

Oliver Evans: “The Vogel Sons are probably informing Gunn of a security issue.”

Dale McCoy: “A security issue is happening right now! Antonio Del Veccio has a steel chair! He’s slid into the ring behind LaCroix…Antonio’s just hit LaCroix on the back with that steel chair!”

Oliver Evans: “That’s how you do it! Cover him Antonio! Wait, what’s Acid doing!?”

Dale McCoy: “He’s in the ring and he’s got the steel chair that Antonio just used! Acid just hit Antonio with the same steel chair that met LaCroix’s flesh a few seconds ago!”

Oliver Evans: “This isn’t right! He isn’t even involved in this match!”

Dale McCoy: “What comes around goes around! Tommy Gunn chases Acid off. The Vogel Sons have just jumped into the ring! They’re dragging Antonio onto LaCroix!”

Oliver Evans: “YES! Acid can’t screw Antonio out of this!”

Dale McCoy: “Tommy Gunn slides back into the ring as the Vogels bail! He just saw them and yet he’s still going to count the pin?”

Oliver Evans: “What would he DQ Antonio for?”

Dale McCoy: “For having the Vogels interfere in the match! He saw that both men were down before going after Acid! He has to be able to put one and one together and realize that The Vogel Sons moved Antonio onto William!”

Tommy Gunn: “One! Two! Thre…”

Oliver Evans: “WHAT!? How did LaCroix get the shoulder up?”

Dale McCoy: “Obviously, LaCroix is tougher than you give him credit for.”

Oliver Evans: “He must be! LaCroix is more of a badass than I thought he was!”

Dale McCoy: “Both men are slow to get to their feet. The two exchange a glance, realizing the state the other man is in. They both charge at one another, but LaCroix jumps into the air and levels Antonio with the Riot Run!”

Oliver Evans: “Bad luck for Antonio! William drops down for the cover. This has to be it, where’s the fat lady?”

Tommy Gunn: “One!...Two!...Three!”

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match and NEW FTW World Heavyweight Champion, William LaCroix!”

Dale McCoy: “Congratulations to William LaCroix, but I have to ask, did Tommy Gunn count slow?”

Oliver Evans: “Yes he did.”

Dale McCoy: “Why would he do that?”

Oliver Evans: “I don’t know, but is that actually important right now? William LaCroix is our first World Heavyweight Champion! He’s won the Race to the Gold tournament.”

Dale McCoy: “Yes, he did. And like I said, that’s an incredible feat, but I can’t help but feel like there was some secret plan to have Antonio Del Veccio triumph here tonight.”




As LaCroix walks to the backstage of Full Throttle Wrestling, Adam Vogel walks down to the ring with a bag in hand. He stops by the commentators table and retrieves a microphone. He climbs into the ring and walks to the center before motioning for the cameraman to climb onto the ring apron to get a better shot.

Adam Vogel: “Well, this brings Full Throttle Wrestling’s “We did it for the hits” event to a close. Our little internet event has shown, for free, eighteen matches and the crowning of our first World Heavyweight Champion. But, while this chapter may be over, the novel is far from finished. In fact, our first Pay Per View, “Triumph and Tragedy”, will be taking place on September 25th, 2011. It will be shown via live stream for only $9.99. The DVD version of the event will be available shortly thereafter.”

Adam Vogel shoots a side long look at another camera.

Adam Vogel: “And yes, we will send back that extra cent.”

Vogel winks at the other camera before turning back to face the original one.

Adam Vogel: “Now, you are probably wondering what matches will be taking place at FTW’s “Triumph and Tragedy”. Well, I’m glad you asked!”

Adam Vogel pulls out a sticky note and some reading glasses.

Adam Vogel: “Now, let’s see what the real owners of the company want me to say…”

Adam Vogel pretends to read the note before crumpling it up and throwing it out of the ring along with the fake reading glasses.

Adam Vogel: “I’m not a figurehead; there are no false concoctions here! My ideas are not pre-conceived by corporate fatheads who have never been in a wrestling ring. No, my ideas come from myself, a former wrestler. Now that we’ve established that non-wrestlers have no idea of how this business should be run, let’s get to those matches.”

Pausing, Vogel looks to the backstage of Full Throttle Wrestling.

Adam Vogel: “I hope you are watching LaCroix, because this first match involves you.”

Adam turns to face the original camera again before continuing.

Adam Vogel: “At FTW’s “Triumph and Tragedy”, the newly crowned champion, William LaCroix, will put his title on the line against the only man who did not try to win this tournament; Ethan O’Reilly! This will not be an ordinary match though. To prevent interference from Alexander Conway, this match shall be held inside of a steel cage.”

Adam Vogel pauses again for a few moments before bringing the mic back up to his lips.

Adam Vogel: “It isn’t quite the same announcing matches when there aren’t fans in the building. Anyway, that won’t be the only title match taking place that night. We will also be having a 10-man gauntlet match for this!”

In a flourish, Adam Vogel pulls a shiny title belt out of the bag he was carrying.

Adam Vogel: “This is Full Throttle Wrestling’s Television Championship! In Maximum Action Wrestling, the Television Championship was defended every time the holder of the title was in a match. This led to the Television Championship becoming the most fought over title in the company! I hope to replicate that success here in Full Throttle Wrestling.”

Adam Vogel throws the title onto his shoulder before continuing.

Adam Vogel: “Now that the introduction is over, let’s go back to the gauntlet. Many companies chose to use a traditional style for their gauntlets. You are familiar with it, it’s when one man is eliminated, another wrestler takes his place. Well, not this time. Since there will be ten men involved, the person who draws number one would have to go through nine singles matches to win the title under standard rules, and that’s probably not going to happen. So instead, a new man will enter the match every five minutes. This will continue until every man has entered the match. As soon as you enter the match, you are eligible to be eliminated by pinfall or submission. This match will not have count-outs or disqualifications. The last man standing will be the first Television Champion in Full Throttle Wrestling.”

Adam Vogel turns to look at the backstage of Full Throttle Wrestling.

Adam Vogel: “The wrestlers who will be participating in this match are Paredyse, Michael Jones, Andrew Hunter, Colton Charles Cai Cobb, The Executive Brooklyn Producer, Allister King, Boy Bakla, Yuki Monotomo, Ray Kamaura, and a mystery participant.”

A mischievously smile creeps onto the face of Adam Vogel.

Adam Vogel: “This mystery participant is no stranger to our battlegrounds! He fought in MAW and held every title available for him to hold. Oh, and did I mention that this former multi-time World Champion will be entering the gauntlet last? The rest of you will soon know who he is, and you will also soon know of your own numbers. Both will be revealed to you on the same night. One just before the gauntlet, and one during the gauntlet.”

Adam Vogel’s smile fades as Antonio Del Veccio shouts at him due to Antonio’s exclusion from both title matches. He just fought for the World Heavyweight Championship in a close match, why isn’t he fighting for either title? Before Vogel can answer, Acid comes back out of nowhere and attacks Antonio Del Veccio! The two men brawl as Tommy Gunn and Thomas Reynolds run out from the back to try and break them apart. A chant of “Let them fight” can be heard from the few wrestlers around ringside as Paredyse and Michael Jones help separate Acid and Antonio. Infuriated, Adam Vogel lifts the microphone to his lips.

Adam Vogel: “Since you two can’t seem to stay away from one another, you two will have a rematch at “Triumph and Tragedy”! And because you interrupted me Antonio, I’m letting Acid choose the match.”

Antonio yells at Vogel, obviously displeased by the decision. Vogel moves the mic away from his mouth as he threatens Antonio with a fine, causing Antonio to grudging shut up.

Adam Vogel: “Now where were we? Oh yes, the revealing of matches.”

Adam Vogel stops again before letting out a sigh. He drops the microphone and rolls out of the ring. Walking in-between Antonio and Acid, Vogel orders the two of them to come with him to his office.

Dale McCoy: “I guess we’ll have to wait until “Triumph and Tragedy” to find out what the other matches are.”

Oliver Evans: “Adam Vogel hates to be interrupted. I have a feeling there will be a lot of yelling in Vogel’s office.”

Dale McCoy: “Well, this marks the end of our “We did it for the hits” internet event. Thank you all for joining us, and be sure to join us again at our “Triumph and Tragedy” Pay Per View. Until then, I’m Dale McCoy.”

Oliver Evans: “And I’m Oliver Evans, saying so long.”
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