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Are you going to do a Sin City Christmas Special?

 

Mua ha ha. Well, sadly, I'm only in April 2010; so, I've got some time until the in-game aspect reaches Christmas. That said, you can certainly expect a 'Wonderful Sin City Christmas' come December (in-game).

 

Equip with scantily clad women, rivers of alcohol, an open gambling line, and presents... filled with... MORE scantily clad women. ;)

 

Until then, my friend... Until then...

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2nd Week of April, 2010

... Evading through a professional ...

 

Returning to a state of focus, the camera lens frantically captures the sight of WAR Owner, Mr. Stallings Jr., walking alongside a mass of his hired men, down a richly decorated hallway. With modern art positioned strategically nearby, and a ruby red carpet lined at his feet, the small-statured billionaire appears to have a presence that contradicts his actual sizing.

 

With a smattering of gigantic security men circulating around his every step, surveying the area in a calm, unassuming way, Stallings continues forth with a sense of impenetrable confidence. Meanwhile, a number of unnamed PR professionals stand closely behind as their competitive-like banter unveils new avenues for spinning WAR’s success. More or less, as they stand as one, all acting like small plants growing off of a great oak, their collective existence feels more political than entertainment.

 

As Mr. Stallings passes closer by the camera, never making eye contact with the lens itself, our trusty novice documentarian is heard projecting his voice loud. While it feels like a form of paparazzi-like footage, it appears that recent events has turned Mr. Stallings rather cold to the idea of a prying documentary. With that in mind, our documentarian has quickly been cast into the theoretical ‘darkness’; at least as it pertains to the ‘truth’ behind the scenes.

 

[Documentarian]:
Mr. Stallings… Sir… Sir… Would you like to comment on Veronica’s recent release? It seems as though WAR has quite the drug epidemic backstage. How do you plan on remedying this problem? Was Veronica’s release part one of a new plan?

 

Despite projecting his voice, the documentarian is unable to garner Mr. Stallings’ attention. That said, everyone else AROUND Stallings certainly pays notice to such.

 

The menacing security staff at his disposal quickly shields the billionaire from any further questioning. Seconds later, said ‘wall of personal safety’ is able to redirect the small-statured businessman through another doorway; obviously leading him down another hallway in the process. Meanwhile, seconds later, as if acting like an attentive mother shielding it’s youth, one of the PR professionals trailing behind Mr. Stallings is shown veering from the group.

 

Standing before the lens, blocking Stallings exit, said PR Professional, clad in a beautifully tailored blue suit, is now all that’s seen.

 

Holding a confident smile upon his face, Stallings’ ‘spin-doctor’ quickly dives into damage control as if it were second-nature.

 

[stallings’ PR Professional]:
Any questions you may have for Mr. Stallings can be directed to me.

 

[Documentarian]:
… And you are?

 

[stallings’ PR Professional]:
Someone well-versed in Mr. Stallings’ views and plans.

 

[Documentarian]:
So… Stallings has gone ‘cold shoulder’ I presume?

 

A short stint of joyful laughter is heard from the PR professional as if to symbolize absurdity.

 

[stallings’ PR Professional]:
That couldn’t be farther from the truth! Mr. Stallings is still VERY interested in continuing forth with your little project. He’s just an extremely busy man. If it’s not WAR, it’s StallCorp. If neither of those, he’s often working with the number of charities he supports. He’ll speak with you soon; however, for now, he’s appointed me to further his conversation with you.

 

The large grin upon the PR Professional’s face never seems to subside; however, now, it seems even more glaring at the close of his statement. It’s this somewhat slimy demeanor that ultimately has him feeling disingenuous in nature
.

 

[Documentarian]:
Right...

 

[stallings’ PR Professional]:
So, you wanted to speak about the recent release of a WAR Pin-up girl?

 

[Documentarian]:
Well, yes. However, it’s the apparent drug problem backstage that I’m MORE interested in…

 

Again, another stint of laughter is heard resonating from the mouth of our smiling ‘spin-doctor’.

 

[stallings’ PR Professional]:
Drug problem? I think you’re mistaken… I don’t think I’ve gotten your name yet…

 

[Documentarian]:
I’m just someone well-versed in the apparent dirty-hands of your client…

 

As expected, another stint of hearty laughter is heard as his face screams of absurdity.

 

[stallings’ PR Professional]:
Conspiracy theorist, huh? I’ll save you the time and effort. There is NO drug problem in Wrestling Action in Revolt. Those who fail their tests are dealt with accordingly. Mr. Stallings is dedicated to the fact of a ‘clean environment’. That’s the ONLY way WAR will find the success it seeks.

 

[Documentarian]:
If that’s so then why does Tony Rennie [Troy Tornado] continue to remain on the roster? Rumor has it…

 

The PR Professional quickly intercepts his statement like a trained shark; still smiling the whole time in which to appear easy-natured.

 

[stallings’ PR Professional]:
A rumor? You’re citing a rumor and trying to pass it off as fact? You’re new to this aren’t you?

 

Laughing in a dismissive fashion, the PR Professional continues to smile in a hearty, yet slimly, fashion.

 

[Documentarian]:
Okay, I can tell already that I’ll get nothing out of you. Just let Mr. Stallings know that my documentary is fastly taking a new tone; and it’s not by MY choice. When he’s ready to speak, I’ll be more than ready to give him a ‘fair-shake’ but, for now, I’m going off of what I can get my hands on. I chose this story not to highlight, float, or push, his ego. I chose this story to describe the reality of a resurgent billionaire. If he wants to go down this road then I’ll see to it that the story continues regardless of his willingness to speak.

 

A slight nod of his head is shown; however, the lingering, uncomfortable, smile continues to reside upon the professional’s face; almost as if he were plastic.

 

[stallings’ PR Professional]:
Mr. Stallings is overjoyed with your project. There’s no need to such harsh threats. You’ll have your interviews; however, for now, just try to keep your nose out of the internet lies. Do yourself, and your potential viewers, a service… Tell the truth… Not this one-sided attack ad…

 

[Documentarian]:
Oh believe me, I only tell the truth...

 

With that, the tense standoff between our trusty documentarian and the newly hired PR Professional comes to an awkward close. Slowly, as the ‘stop’ button is pushed, our final image is that of Stallings’ ‘spin-doctor’ slowly walking back toward the pack in a confident fashion. While his presence was only known for a matter of a few minutes, he quickly made an impression that of a spinning shark.

 

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HAPPY HOLIDAYS to everyone on the GDS boards!

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“Let this ring loud-and-clear. Wrestling Action in Revolt WILL offer the most premiere form of tag team wrestling this industry has ever seen. Mark the day on your calendar, next week, “Battleground”, as the day tag team wrestling changes… forever.”

+ WAR Owner, J.K. Stallings Jr.

 

BREAKING NEWS:
Earlier today, WAR.com received an exclusive report straight from Mr. Stallings desk as the development of a WAR Tag Team Championship tournament was first announced. The teaser was so explosive, so groundbreaking, that we couldn’t simply let such an announcement go on without further details. With that said, after speaking with Mr. Stallings himself, it appears rather obvious that the WAR owner is intensely focused on creating THE most competitive tag team experience this industry has ever seen!

 

UPDATE: After speaking further with Mr. Stallings, an official bracket was later released in hopes of uncovering the teams that will be taking part in the 8-team extravaganza. To our shock, most likely yours as well, there are a number of new teams that have formed, old teams that have returned, and consistent duos, looking to potentially walk away as the historic FIRST WAR Tag Team Champions. Here is the official document as follows:

 

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With this in mind, it should be noted that the news of such a tournament was leaked to the roster days before the official announcement. Their reasoning was to give new teams enough time to formulate, check for friends elsewhere to join them, and ultimately create a strong field of hungry competitors. In connection, such teams as
“Cali-Air”
(Donnie J and Ash Campbell),
“Dirty Money”
(Kingpin Ali and Sammy the Shark),
“Coastal Zone Chaos”
(Fox Mask and Snap Dragon), and the
“Hyde Park Hitmen”
(Brutus O’Leary and Dozer), were able to quickly develop in hopes of coming away with said gold. Meanwhile, established tag teams like
“The Brotherhood”
(Payne and Shearer),
“Demonic Intervention”
(DAMiaN and Leper Messiah), the
“Tri-State Kings”
(Alex Braun and Johnny Martin), and EVEN the debuting
“Nation of Filth”
(Grunt and Stink), accepted the call with the chance of being the spear-heading influence on the WAR tag division as a whole.

 

When it’s all said and done, who will walk away with the newly developed WAR Tag Team Championships?

 

Tune in THIS WEEK on “Battleground” to see the epic revolution in Tag Team wrestling…

 

 

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The "Battleground" card for Episode #6 will be up tomorrow! I've already booked the show, gotten the results, and am in the process of starting to write it all out.

 

All in all, it's cracking out to be a HUGE, HUGE, HUGE, show!

 

(... From an overarching storyline perspective)

 

Onto some responses:

 

It's becoming one of my favorite parts of the dynasty. If there isn't a cage match between the Documentatarian and Stallings I'll be sad. :)

 

Wouldn't that be an iconic sight? A match full of pushes, hair-pulling, and an occasional trip-and-fall. ha. Believe me though, there is A LOT left between these two... ;)

 

Hyde Park Hitmen for tag champs!

 

It's entirely a possibility. To be honest, the Hyde Park Hitmen are a favorite of mine as well. The whole Bostonian, Irish Roughneck, 'on the block' boys, thing really jumps off pretty well for me as a writer. That said, their popularity levels are still rather low; so, I'll have to see how things progress with them. That said, there's still a good chance that they could either A) pull a strong showing or B) actually walk away with the gold.

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... Who's Dozer?

 

I am guessing Bulldozer Brandon Smith?

 

Spot on. Dozer is "Bulldozer" Brandon Smith.

 

While he's realistically from Minnesota, which is awesome by the way, I've decided to pair him with Brutus O'Leary as another Hyde Park native. So, he'll be pushed as a roughneck Bostonian from a rough neighborhood. I guess, even though he's not from there naturally, his stiff-natured fighting will allow him to fit the persona well.

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Spot on. Dozer is "Bulldozer" Brandon Smith.

 

While he's realistically from Minnesota, which is awesome by the way, I've decided to pair him with Brutus O'Leary as another Hyde Park native. So, he'll be pushed as a roughneck Bostonian from a rough neighborhood. I guess, even though he's not from there naturally, his stiff-natured fighting will allow him to fit the persona well.

 

To be honest, I'm slightly hoping for some "Good Will Hunting" dynamic from the team, but I imagine its not gonna happen.

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To be honest, I'm slightly hoping for some "Good Will Hunting" dynamic from the team, but I imagine its not gonna happen.

 

I hope it doesn't dissapoint but the Hyde Park Hitmen are going to carry a much more angered existence than the underlying snarky nature of the "Good Will Hunting" characters. Given who is playing them, Bradford Peverell & Brandon Smith, they're going to be better suited for a rough, low-income blue collar, tough-as-nails persona.

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To those about to wage in WAR, the battleground is the ultimate place for which LEGENDS are born. Putting everything on the line, a warrior has very little room for error. For, if one is to slip, even momentarily, mass destruction is almost an absolute certainty.

 

WAR is no place for the weak. When stepping onto the hallowed battleground, only one thing remains… Will you, or will you not, rise to the occasion?

 

Will you rise for your country? Will you rise for your family? Will you rise for greatness? Will you rise for your brothers? Will you rise… for the banner of WAR?

 

This and this alone is what measures a man…

 

… What turns an ordinary person into that of a LEGEND …

 

Who will dominate the Battleground?

 

WHO will become the LEGENDS of WAR?

 

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Since joining Wrestling Action in Revolt,
American Elemental
has established a brand of high-flying action unseen within the unforgiving confines of the WAR squared circle. With that said; however, his success has often been tempered; going 2-2 since his debut. Coming off of a loss last week to Tri-State King member, the “Remarkable” Steve Flash, Am El returns to “Battleground” with hopes of breaking his average .500 winning percentage. Unluckily for him though, much like last week, the international flier will have the TALL task of competing against an in-ring firecracker in the “GOD of WAR”
Ares
. Can Am El rise above the punk-rock-GOD? – OR – Will the heralded rebel overload yet another challenger?

 

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Standing as THE most dominant force in all of WAR,
Demonic Intervention
opens the highly-publicized Tag Team tournament with a potentially deadly affair with the resurgent
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. Since WAR’s inception, there has been very few with the capability to compete with such psychopathic violence. That said, if there is EVER going to be a tandem willing to do so, it’s bound to be the equally off-kilter extremists in Grunt and Stink. Can the dingy-and-dirty tag team veterans overcome the vile intensity that is DAMiaN and Leper Messiah? – OR – Will the Genio Verde-led duo continue their violent climb from the shadows with yet another dominating win?

 

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Brutus O’Leary
sent shockwaves throughout the world last week as the heavy-hitting “Hands of Stone” KO’ed Tri-State King member,
Alex Braun
, in a shocking upset. Standing toe-to-toe with the East Coast bully, O’Leary proved he was unafraid by swinging a thunderous right square across his opponent’s jaw; leaving him semi-conscious for a matter of seconds following the heavy blow. Now, fast-forward a week, Brutus returns to Wrestling Action in Revolt in hopes of capitalizing on his previous success. In the end, it should only be so fitting as what awaits him… To win again, O’Leary will have to defeat YET… ANOTHER… Tri-State King member in the “Remarkable”… Steve Flash. Can the Hyde Park native continue his brutish success? – OR – Will the indy LEGEND, and Tri-State King member, Steve Flash find retribution for his stable-mate; defeating the KO-King with his renown technical abilities?

 

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Hailing from the high-octane West Coast indy scene, two ICONS of the region put aside their previous battles in which to form as one; creating
Coastal Zone Chaos
in the process. While they’ve found nothing but great success in this region, flying through the air like poetry in motion, it’s unknown whether they’ve EVER faced a collective foe like
Dirty Money
. Brash, crude, sly, and territorial, the combination of Sammy the Shark and Kingpin Ali truly personify all things ‘Sin City’; a fact that could bode rather well for them in the long run. In the end, in a battle of West Coast occupiers, one has to wonder WHICH tag team will prove themselves to be the TRUE powerhouses of the region. Can the high-flying, always impactful, never tempered, aerial hawks, in Coastal Zone Chaos, continue their regional success? – OR – Will there be a NEW King on the block as Dirty Money officially claims Sin City as their own?

 

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A slave to the 24/7 hell that is the
WAR Sin City Championship
,
Puerto Rican Power
has quickly built a brand of warfare that can ONLY be described as overpowering. Whether it’s tackling a 7-foot monster through a guardrail, battling with bloody fists in a deserted parking lot, or cracking the skull of another against a backstage cement wall, the Sin City Champion has had to engage in violent struggles at every turn; the supposed prize of holding such a strap. This week, as Power returns to “Battleground”, fresh off of a brutal fight with Kingpin Ali, a parking-lot altercation that was posted on WAR.com, one has to wonder WHO will be next-in-line? In the end, can Power overcome yet again? – OR – Will his overpowering brand of explosive combat finally fall victim to that of ANOTHER mysterious challenger?

 

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A reunion once thought to be nostalgically pleasant has now come to roost in the ugliness of vengeance. After years of stewing on his couch,
Hopkirk
returned to professional wrestling, alongside his brotherhood of Payne and Shearer, in which to torture the very man who he claims responsible for such a long hiatus. Despite gaining massive success with WAR, achieving the top championship shortly after his debut,
Troy Tornado
has quickly become a point of contention with his former band-mates who all appear to be bent on his inability to ‘save them’ from their own misfortunes. Now with a stolen WAR Championship in hand, Hopkirk will attempt to further torture Troy Tornado this week on “Battleground” as the once friends will now compete within the brutal confines of a Sin City Street Fight. Can the embattled, larger-than-life, WAR Champion regain what is rightfully his; all the while beating his recent rival? – OR – Will the Brotherhood continue their cause for misery as Hopkirk places a physical beating upon the already mentally anguished star?

 

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Two men known for their collective silent intensity will rage within the four-corners-of-chaos in hopes of furthering their recent string of success. In a main event for the ages, the rabid “Lone Wolf”
Shawn Gonzalez
squares off against the inexhaustible “Machine”
Buddy Garner
in an epic struggle atop the WAR landscape. While their public history has been forged in two different realms of violence, one has to wonder which intense discipline will bode best for those in competition. Will the bruising, viciously stiff, pit-bull-like, “Machine” have the right tools to subdue the snarling beast? – OR – Will the silent but rabid “Lone Wolf” find yet another victim along his road of climbing success in WAR?

 

 

 

WAR Battleground Quick Picks

American Elemental vs. Ares

Demonic Intervention vs. The Nation of Filth

Brutus O'Leary vs. Steve Flash

Coastal Zone Chaos vs. Dirty Money

Puerto Rican Power vs. ?????

Hopkirk vs. Troy Tornado

Buddy Garner vs. Shawn Gonzalez

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A short hype video begins to play encased in an ultra-gritty, black-white-and-red, comic book-like presentation style, as the first image is that of a simple dojo dramatically placed atop a hazed mountain top. In the thick of darkness, we slowly pan closer to said dojo at a tempered pace as the commanding sound of a deep-baritone voice is heard resonating in the background in a philosophical cadence-style. Brushing past brush, gliding over stone monuments of warriors gone by, and crossing over an open field typically used for mass demonstration, said voice sets the tone for mystery; all-wrapped up in a menacing air.

 

“In the thick of the midnight air, he continues to train… continues to perfect… continues… to engage as an embattled soul. While others seek fame, fortune, the paramounts of our existence, HE cares only for the sensation… of… victory. Victory over his foes. Victory over the unseen. Victory… over… all. In a world predicated on greed, lust, and vengeance, he wars for the sake of discovering… discovering one… who dare… match his perfection.”

 

Breezing through an open doorway, we are now presented the sight of a darkened room ONLY lit by a single flame sitting atop a rusted candle holder. Quickly, the sound of a speeding figure is heard ripping through the blanketing darkness; however, a vision of said orchestrator is never given. Instead, we are left only with the feeling that someone, or something, is always on the verge of striking; from any which way possible.

 

As this continues forth, creating a sense of extreme tension for those watching, the profound deep-baritone voice continues forth.

 

“He trains alone. He fights… alone. The company of his own raging soul is all that is needed. For, when it comes to combat, mercy is never acceptable.”

 

Now, upon the single flame flickering in the darkness, the sound of the speeding figure dies off suddenly. Instead, now, we are presented the sight of said flame dancing back-and-forth; teetering as if it’s being bent by some supernatural force.

 

“Like a single flame can engulf a standing home, so will the flame of the
‘Immortal’
overtake WAR. No need to welcome him to Sin City… He’s already there… in the shadows… READY… to strike…”

 

With that, said dancing flame is exhausted in a dramatic twist. The climbing smoke of said extinguished flame is unseen due to the thick darkness; however, it’s existence is certainly known to be there. In the end, the scene before us comes to a close with nothing but the blanketing darkness before us. Then, in a somewhat violent finish, the sound of a dropping body is heard as a supposed unconscious figure falls to the ground. Despite the fact that the midnight air makes it impossible to see, it’s expected that said figure falling was none other than the man holding the camera; taken out by whatever awaited him in the darkness.

 

 

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WAR Battleground Quick Picks

American Elemental vs. Ares

Demonic Intervention vs. The Nation of Filth

Brutus O'Leary vs. Steve Flash

Coastal Zone Chaos vs. Dirty Money

Puerto Rican Power vs. ?????

Hopkirk vs. Troy Tornado

Buddy Garner vs. Shawn Gonzalez

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Just caught up with this EV.

 

Its really good. KUTGW.

 

American Elemental vs. Ares

Demonic Intervention vs. The Nation of Filth

Brutus O'Leary vs. Steve Flash

Coastal Zone Chaos vs. Dirty Money

Puerto Rican Power vs. ?????

Hopkirk vs. Troy Tornado

Buddy Garner vs. Shawn Gonzalez

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2nd Week of April, 2010

... Dirty Tricks in the works ...

 

The smudged camera lens opens once again with a hazed image of a man. At this point, one would garner to guess that our trusty documentarian had learned how to better focus his lens straight away, but alas… no such scenario. That said, as the image before us becomes much more clear, said figure shows himself to be an all-around managerial ICON, and current ‘higher up’ of WAR, Eknath Dutta (The Guru).

 

As he places his hands in an extended triangle-like position, the seated man of tranquility appears MUCH more so-in-line with his practice than before.

 

Growing increasingly frustrated within the backstage realm of Wrestling Action in Revolt, Eknath has recently been perceived as a man ‘at odds’ with WAR Owner, J.K. Stallings Jr. Whether it’s a simple difference of opinion on matters, or an underlying tension growing thick, there’s no doubt that our trusty documentarian has discovered a rip within the seam of the company at hand.

 

Now though, Eknath appears much more calm; much more tranquil in nature.

 

With a slight grin upon his face, and a proud frame sticking his chest out, Eknath seems freed of his recent stress. Why? We’re soon to find out.

 

[Documentarian]:
… Are the rumors true?

 

Eknath is shown dropping his head slight to the read in a questioning manner.

 

[Eknath Dutta]:
… that being?

 

[Documentarian]:
Are you on your way out of WAR?

 

A slight, very quick, very minor, huffing laugh is heard deep within his mouth.

 

[Eknath Dutta]:
I have offers, if that’s what you’re asking me.

 

[Documentarian]:
Will you accept them? I mean, while others may not know this, I’ve recently uncovered, what appears to be, a level of tension between you and Mr. Stallings. The lens doesn’t lie, Mr. Dutta.

 

Again, a brief stint of laughter is heard resonating deep within Dutta. Taking a second to think of his answer, re-positioning his body in the process, Eknath eventually returns to the interview with a well formulated, somewhat ambiguous, perspective on the matter.

 

[Eknath Dutta]:
As you’ve come to document, Mr. Stallings and I don’t ALWAYS see eye-to-eye on business matters. That said, we both understand our role in this company and are focused on moving forward to ensure WAR’s success.

 

[Documentarian]:
So… you’re staying?

 

Eknath simply stares at the documentarian with a smirk upon his face. The silence, while somewhat short, tell of a man who is not willing to speak; versus not having anything to say. In the end, seconds later, he returns in which to do his best to ‘spin’ in his direction.

 

[Eknath Dutta]:
We will see, my friend. We will see.

 

[Documentarian]:
So… I don’t expect you to speak on the potential rumors about BSC, right?

 

[Eknath Dutta]:
Those rumors being?

 

[Documentarian]:
I’ve been informed by a number of sources that Mr. Stallings is looking to plant an ugly story about BSC; attempting to sink them in the process. Now, with someone in your position, one who MAY be on the verge of leaving due to a rising sense of tension with Mr. Stallings, I can’t imagine that you would have some insight on that… or… do you?

 

Again, another scoff is heard as Eknath leans back in his seat for a second. Then, returning to the interview, he stares upon the documentarian with smiling eyes.

 

[Eknath Dutta]:
As far as I know, no such decision is being made currently. That said…

 

Eknath pauses in which to flare his eyes while smirking.

 

[Eknath Dutta]:
Talk to me in a week or so and I may have another answer for you…

 

With that, the raw footage comes to a close with a genuine Eknath Dutta smiling in a coy manner. In the end, before the footage can go completely cold, we witness one final image of Mr. Dutta’s reaching for a ringing cell-phone in his pocket. After a quick glance at who it is, the WAR official motions with one finger that he’ll have to take the call; slowly shuffling out of the room in which to engage in whatever conversation is there.

 

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E-V,

 

Really enjoying the documentary portions and the fact that the person behind the camera is becoming more jaded as time goes on. One can only imagine what will be happen once Stallings is no longer 'entertained' by the camera and its operator.

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Episode #6 Update:

 

Episode #6 of "Battleground" (but the overall 8th show of WAR thus far) is slowly coming along and should see the light of day early next week. Normally, I would have Saturday morning to write but my wife is off; so, I'll have to find some time in-between my weekend to finish up the show. This could prove to be harder, given limited time; so, that's why I've given a target date for early next week.

 

I have to say, as I've said before though, this episode is going to be a HUGE game-changer for all things WAR. The whole 'plan' thing that's been hinted to is about to come together front-and-center, at least the beginning of it, and I couldn't be more excited to get that out there.

 

Also, there is a huge 'backstage' scenario coming down the pike as hinted in my previous documentarian post w/ Eknath Dutta (The Guru).

 

All in all, to those excited to keep up, this all should be coming your way soon!

 

Now onto a response to Emark...

 

E-V,

 

Really enjoying the documentary portions and the fact that the person behind the camera is becoming more jaded as time goes on. One can only imagine what will be happen once Stallings is no longer 'entertained' by the camera and its operator.

 

Thank you, Emark!

 

Telling the story of J.K. Stallings Jr. is really what brought me back to the table as it pertains to TEW Dynasty's. I honestly thought I was done; however, felt that 'last story' creeping for quite some time now (always wanting to work with Stallings, having WAR as a concept over a year ago, finding a point where grad school wouldn't start until the fall, etc.). So far, I'm really happy with how it's come out & always planned on having there be some tension between our trusty, yet flawed, documentarian and the WAR owner whose utilized a sense of secrecy as of late (and 'Iron Curtain' if you will).

 

It's really beaten my backstage environment to hell, as I think my locker room morale is currently at 52%, but I feel the story is more indicative of what Stallings would really do. I see him favoring the top names, looking for the next big superstars and giving them a pass despite their failings (Big Problem), and ultimately trying his best to crush those who wronged him in the past ("The list"; the first person, promotion, being 'Natalie'/Honey Golightly & BSC). He's a very complex man but one who is entirely motivated by the ugliness of revenge. How could that NOT be an interesting write?

 

All in all, thank you for letting me know that the documentarian stuff is really catching your eye as of late. A lot of time, thought, and writing, goes into each and every post that I put together (whether documentarian work, a show, a card posting, or a WAR website post). Truthfully, I aim to produce my best work each and every time. It's great to know that there are others out there buying into that!

 

Thank you again!

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It's time I got back into the Vegas Strip! More detailed predictions to come soon but for now here's these.

 

American Elemental vs. Ares

Demonic Intervention vs. The Nation of Filth

Brutus O'Leary vs. Steve Flash

Coastal Zone Chaos vs. Dirty Money

Puerto Rican Power vs. ?????

Hopkirk vs. Troy Tornado

Buddy Garner vs. Shawn Gonzalez

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Backstage Assault

Involved: The WAR Pin-up Girls + ?????

“The horror continues…”

 

{“Battleground” opens with a scene gripped in absolute horror. Just a week removed from the sickening assault of a WAR Pin-up girl, the unsettling scenario resurfaces once again as we’re presented the sight of the three remaining Pin-up girls lying face-down upon the cement floor of the loading dock area. Motionless, these scantily-clad beauties lay amongst a number of faceless WAR officials, tech workers, and ringside aides, as their resting place seems more like a true battleground than that of a fictitious nature.}

 

{Ashley, Athena, and Meggie Beth, appear much like rag-dolls cast-aside after a rough play period. Their bodies lay in different directions; luckily free from blood but obviously the victims of a heinous crime. Adding to the sense of horror, there appears to be no sound, nothing but a vacuum of sorts, as one would think help was on the way; when it’s certainly not.}

 

{Then, as the camera man continues to cover the carnage at hand, a familiar voice is heard resonating from off-camera. This voice, muffled in it’s presentation, ebbs-and-flows in a beautiful philosophical fashion; marking someone with great intelligence no doubt. That said, the subject matter, and the eventual tone of the speaker’s message, eventually paints this figure as teetering the line of extreme intellect and dangerous insanity.}

 

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The monsters of said violence

 

[Genio Verde]:
Here they lie… the beautiful… the sought-after… the revered…
{Pauses; then an uncomfortable chuckle is heard following}
… Not so ‘beautiful’ now, are they?
{The unsettling laughter continues marking a true devious mind}
For centuries, OUR Kind have been cast into the shadows by these… very… idols; the supposed ‘beautiful people’. WE became the monsters, those who walked in the dark,… the ugly, mangled, distorted souls who society no longer cared to look at. So, with time, with pitchforks in hand, YOU all ushered us into exile… Forced to live a life of circus-freaks… traveling the world in which to SCARE the masses. That day, that time, that notion, all falls… with US…

 

{Verde pauses as we continue to look upon the unsettling carnage before us.}

 

[Genio Verde]:
WE, the tired… the hungry… the furious… have returned to the light; here to take back what is rightfully ours. Our lives were torn apart, rung through the theoretical grinder, all due to YOUR inability to see our TRUE beauty. Now, that beauty has been lost for centuries; burned black deep within as the bitter cold took hold. Now… We stand united… united in one shared goal… To destroy… every… single… one … of YOU!!!

 

{A demonic sense of laughter is heard as a slight pause follows.}

 

[Genio Verde]:
It began with Victim 0; Veronica was her name I believe. Oh, Veronica… You always felt you were destined for greatness but little did you know what your legacy would really hold. You were the warning shot; the symbol of our rise. Now, as you can see, your fellow Pin-up girls have joined you at your side… Victims 1…2… and 3.
{Pauses}
This will not stop… we will NOT rest…
{Pauses}
When we spoke of your extinction, there was no lie passing my lips… It’s all very true… Soon… You will ALL find the same outcome as these lovely women…
{Slight pause; chuckles}
We will find you… We always... do…

 

{With that, the segment comes to a shocking close as the camera man, holding the lens that captured this all, is apparently attacked following his part in the scenario. Quickly, freed from his hand, the camera slams violently into the cement floor below; fuzzing the scene at hand slightly. That said, as we hear the sound of Verde’s skin-crawling laughter in the background, the final image is that of Meggie Beth’s innocent face. Unconscious, the young beauty’s face is only a matter or inches from the dropped lens; a fact that creates a further vibe of horror none the less as it drives the point home.}

 

Steve Smith:
Ladies and gentlemen… I am appalled. It saddens me to welcome you to “Battleground” in this manner but…
{Sighs}
As you can see… The remaining WAR Pin-up girls were viciously attacked, as Veronica was last week, by the heinous hands of Genio Verde, DAMiaN, and the Leper Messiah. This whole ‘rising from the shadows’ thing is absolutely sickening; a joke if you ask me. I think it’s time to move past wrestling and really call in some reinforcement; take these sick punks away to where they belong… A mental hospital or something…

Slick Rick:
Good luck with that…
{Raspy laughter follows}

Steve Smith:
Something NEEDS to be done… This is… is… just disgusting…

 

 

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American Elemental vs. Ares

 

Singles Match

“Punk-rock explosion”

 

Clashing incessantly on high, the combination of Ares & American Elemental quickly proves to be a never-ending-string of explosive aerial combat. With this in mind, both men are seen most often descending in air than ever having their two feet upon the canvas below. Whether it’s the usage of a triple-jumped Moonsault from Am El, or a diving tornado DDT from the “GOD of WAR”, neither man appears to be all that worried about their borderline reckless approach. Instead, in quite the opposite manner, said action continues forth up until the very last second.

 

Catching Am El upon a stretched descent, attempting to land a diving headbutt of sorts, Ares, who was seconds before playing possum, is shown jolting into action in which to catch Am El within the clutches of his famed “Hand of GOD” (RKO) as they both slam to the canvas. As expected, with such a difficult landing, Am El is shown instantly going limp. It would only take a matter of a few seconds for Ares to secure victory from there as the punk-rock-rebel lay atop his fallen opponent.

 

Winner:
Ares via pinfall

Ending Maneuver:
“Hand of the Gods” (RKO)

Ending Time:
10:20

 

Steve Smith:
You know, I’ll be honest, I thought American Elemental was going to get steam-rolled by the punk-himself, Ares, but man-o-man did he prove me wrong. Am El may have fallen tonight but he certainly held his own against a HARD opponent in the “GOD of WAR”!

Slick Rick:
It doesn’t really matter, Steve-o; they’ll both have VERY short self-lives here in Wrestling Action in Revolt. I mean, NO ONE can keep up that kind of action, bouncing every which way, for long enough before a career-ending injury comes a-callin’. Ares, American Elemental, and all of those little f*ckers are bound to bury themselves in the end…

Steve Smith:
Are they playing Russian roulette with such a high-speed, high-octane, style? One could certainly say that. That said, if they can keep it up, keeping themselves healthy amidst the craziness of their approach, then there’s no telling how far they can go in WAR.

Slick Rick:
They’ll burn out. There’s no way in HELL they can keep this up; either of them.

 

 

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Backstage Promo

Involved: The Brotherhood + Troy Tornado

“The title WILL be on the line...”

 

{A zoomed in shot of the gleaming WAR Championship is shown for a matter of seconds before a slow panning upward shows the holder of said title to be Brotherhood member, Hopkirk. With his greasy, grimy, and grungey, brothers behind him, one on either side, located before a chain-link like WAR logo backstage, the leather-clad trio is shown in a half-snarl-half-smirk as they project their best AC/DC impression. That said, as the rabid WAR fanbase boos with fervor, watching said image on the giant Stallings Tron located above the “Gates of WAR”, Hopkirk appears to be the unsung leader of the new faction; holding the stolen championship over his shoulder as he defiantly smirks in arrogance.}

 

[Hopkirk]:
Look familiar… Troy?
{Hopkirk is shown chuckling to himself as he nods arrogantly}
Don’t you worry that pretty-boy head of yours… We’re taking REAL good care of the WAR Championship… Right, Payne?

 

{A collective chuckle is heard between the three as Payne responds}

 

[Payne]:
Yea… it’s a damn good beer coaster…

 

{Their collective laugh, devious in nature, continues forth as Hopkirk, eventually, comes back to the situation at hand.}

 

[Hopkirk]:
You see, Troy, normally I don’t really give a sh*t what people think about me; never have… never will. But, ever since we jacked the belt from you, I’ve heard nothing but cr@p coming down the pike. I didn’t join WAR to be nobodies thief… I came here to build a god-damn-legacy.

 

{The collective arrogance of the group dips slightly in which to give way to a more aggressive tone; one that reeks one whose felt robbed in the past.}

 

[Hopkirk]:
I’m so… f*cking… tired of standing in your bloated shadow… and tonight… I’m going to change all that! You’re putting the title ON THE LINE… Here… Tonight… whether you like it or not. I mean, possession IS 9/10th of the law… So, for the FIRST TIME in your miserable life… You HAVE to listen… to ME!

 

{A villainous smirk forms upon his face as a light snicker is heard in the background.}

 

[shearer]:
… that’s the ONLY time we’ll EVER agree with the law…

 

[Hopkirk]:
I’m taking the strap, for GOOD,… tonight… I can’t wait to see…

 

{Before he can finish his sentence, a blur of a man is shown slamming violently into said trio at an accelerated pace. The impact is so out-of-nowhere, yet so explosive, that it sends the Brotherhood collectively crashing to the cement floor below. That said, their weakened position would only continue for a short while longer…}

 

{As the camera man is finally able to focus in on the scuffle, it now becomes apparent that said speeding attacker is none other than the ACRUAL WAR Champion, and former front-man of the Brotherhood, Troy Tornado!}

 

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Coming for HIS belt

 

{For a matter of a few seconds, the vengeful WAR Champion is shown laying violent fists of fury square upon the forehead of the fallen Hopkirk; however, as stated before, this upside was sadly short lived. Seconds later, the Brotherhood had regained control of the situation at hand mostly due to their numbers game. Wildly assaulting the once-speeding attacker, the enraged Brotherhood is shown taking their pent-up-aggression for Tornado out in a brutish fashion; throwing him every which way as he viciously slams into anything, and everything, before him.}

 

{In the end, the final blow comes as the snarling Hopkirk is shown slamming Tornado’s head violently into a nearby wall; a fact that pushes Troy’s body to finally… quit. Collapsing to the cement floor below, our embattled WAR Champion looks as though he’s struggling to simply remain conscious after such a sickening sense of blunt-force-trauma.}

 

{As the segment comes to a close, the Brotherhood is shown reclaiming control of the WAR Championship once again. In turn, as they walk past their former fallen friend, the trio is shown collectively spitting upon the WAR Champion; shuffling off down the hallway in a lazy fashion when it’s all said and done.}

 

Slick Rick:
Good job there, boss!
{Rick laughs in a raspy fashion}
You REALLY showed them there…

Steve Smith:
You’ve got to give him credit. I mean, he WAS outnumbered and YET he still went after them.

Slick Rick:
He HAD to; they have the WAR Championship still!! He’s no ‘great warrior’ or anything. If anything, he showed himself to be the weak punk we always knew him to be…

Steve Smith:
Right, and you’re some beacon of strength?

Slick Rick:
Way to live in reality for once, Steve-o!

 

 

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Demonic Intervention vs. The Nation of Filth

 

Tag Team Match

WAR Tag Team Championship Tournament - Round 1

“Demonic beatdown”

 

Despite triumphantly returning to the industry they love, the rabid WAR fan-base doesn’t seem ALL that excited to see the dingy-and-dirty duo. With that said, it wasn’t all that needed as, almost immediately, it becomes rather obvious that they certainly can’t ‘hang’ with the vile intensity of the towering Demonic Intervention. Utilizing their power advantage, the overtly menacing combination of DAMiaN and Leper Messiah are shown administering their own brand of brutal violence as they dominate their opponents at every turn. After a string of ring-rattling power moves, as the Nation of Filth appear MORE like car-crash victims than competitive wrestlers, DAMiaN is shown ending their affair in cringe-worthy fashion. Lifting Stink upward with intense force, the brooding demon is shown dropping the tag team veteran square upon his head with an unsettling release powerbomb. With his neck bending awkwardly, there’s little who think he’ll come back fighting for more; most feeling he may have broken his neck in the process. In the end, as DAMiaN slams his gigantic foot upon Stink’s face, bending it to the side through brute force, WAR referee, Jez McArthuer, is shown administering a three-count in favor of the overpowering Demonic Intervention… All the while as Leper Messiah stands in the background; smirking in an unsettling, truly menacing, psychopathic, fashion.

 

Winner:
Demonic Intervention via pinfall

Ending Maneuver:
“Damnation Drop” (Release powerbomb)

Ending Time:
2:33

Note:
Demonic Intervention moves on in the WAR Tag Team Tournament.

 

Steve Smith:
Oh my…
{Pauses; watches on with horror}
Stink may have broken his neck there. Someone should alert the paramedics…
{Again, pauses as he watches on in shock}
… We could have someone severely injured here.

{In contrast, shockingly, Slick Rick is heard laughing heartily in a raspy fashion}

Slick Rick:
Did you see that? That was hilarious!!

Steve Smith:
How can you EVEN say that? Stink is a veteran of this sport and he may have just suffered a career-ending injury there… This is just… sad…

Slick Rick:
Sad my A$$. Those geriatrics don’t deserve to be in that ring anymore. If anything, Demonic Intervention did the one thing that the Nation of Filth SHOULD have done themselves… put them out to the pasture!

Steve Smith:
You’re sickening…

 

 

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Post-match flaming table attack

Involved: Demonic Intervention, Genio Verde, and The Nation of Filth

“Up in flames”

 

{The collective dead-weight of the Nation of Filth is alarming as the brooding pairing of “Demonic Intervention” is shown lifting both Stink & Grunt from the canvas they once lay. Despite such a short match, it seems that the overwhelming power of DAMiaN and Leper Messiah was enough to leave their opponents in a semi-coma of sorts. That said, as their shown being scrapped off of the canvas like road-kill, the REAL unsettling scenario begins to unfold…}

 

{Pulling a table into the ring, Genio Verde is later shown, not only, erecting said table but ALSO lighting it on fire with a simple swipe of a match. Seconds later, as he gazes upon the dancing flames, entranced, the masked mastermind is shown demanding his vile pairing to send their previous opponents THROUGH said table; all in a simple, and quite haunting, point.}

 

{Seconds later, as Leper Messiah grabs Grunt by the neck, DAMiaN doing much the same to Stink, the destructive duo eventually lifts them both on high; slamming them through the flaming table with a double-chokeslam of sorts!}

 

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The Nation of Filth crashes through fire!

 

[steve Smith]:
SOMEONE NEEDS TO STOP THIS!! They are going to BURN the Nation of Filth ALIVE!!

 

[slick Rick]:
Well, soon they’re going to wish that they were dead…
{Raspy laugh follows}

 

[steve Smith]:
How can you joke about this? Two men, two respected tag team wrestlers, have just been… been… SLAMMED through a flaming table!! That’s not right!! NOT RIGHT AT ALL!!

 

[slick Rick:
It’s about DAMN time that someone finally puts these slobs to rest!

 

{A number of ring technition quickly scurry to extinguish the flames but once they do they are ALSO assaulted for their good deed. More or less, there lies an ugly wasteland of sorts; a number of fallen figures with the Nation of Filth being the most injured obviously.}

 

{In the end, as Genio Verde looks to a camera holding up four fingers on one hand & then flashing five on the other, the message has been sent: This vile trio will not return ‘to the shadows’, rather, they plan on destroying anyone, and EVERYONE, for the plight of their previously shunned nature.}

 

Steve Smith:
… What just happened here was wrong! Flaming tables should have NO ROOM in this sport. You could take someone’s LIFE with something like that!!

Slick Rick:
This actually works… If you can’t stand the heat… Then get out of the ring!! No one put a gun to their heads to join WAR. If this IS their last match, hell their last breath for that matter, then everyone needs to know that! The Nation of Filth wanted fame, fortune, to return to prominence. What they GOT was a face full of FIRE!!
{Raspy laughter follows}
That’s what they GET!

Steve Smith:
Someone needs to alert their family… there could be something… seriously wrong with them after that…

 

 

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Brutus O'Leary vs. Steve Flash

 

Singles Match

“Tri-State Justice”

 

With an arm-crossed, overtly grumpy, Alex Braun standing in support at ringside, the man they call “Remarkable” cautiously sizes-up his much younger opponent in Brutus O’Leary. Weathered, yet spry, Flash administers a thoughtful approach that ultimately relies heavily upon a number of rest-stops mid submission. While others may use such as a way to slow down the pace, Steve Flash appears to be more focused in formulating a versed plan at every hold; thinking ahead as he hopes to falter the brutish brawler before him. In contrast, there’s nothing tempered, or thoughtful, when it comes to the man known for his “Hands of Stone”. Wielding said cement-like knuckles, O’Leary shows a brawler’s focus as he continually is projected as a head-hunter; always looking for the BIG knockout blow. That said, while Flash’s tempered and thoughtful approach is influential straight away, O’Leary’s killer-KO style eventually overtakes the scenario at hand.

 

Just as it seems like O’Leary is on the verge of another victory, shaking-out his clenched fist much like he were waking it up, seconds for a potential KO-blow in waiting, the sidelined “Ice man” is shown no longer taking a back-seat as he aggressively enters the ring.

 

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He’s seen enough…

 

Slamming his forearm into the back of Brutus’ head, closelining him violently from behind, Braun saves his fellow Tri-State King member with a stiff strike that leaves O’Leary lying face down on the canvas. After a number of aggressive stomps by Braun and Flash collectively, WAR referee, Jez McArthuer, is forced to finally call for the bell. While it’s not the way he would have liked to win no doubt, especially being SO close to a potential KO-strike, this is what will have to do; giving Brutus O’Leary his second win in WAR competition.

 

Winner:
Brutus O’Leary via DQ

Ending Maneuver:
Interference from Alex Braun upon Brutus O’Leary

Ending Time:
8:45

 

Steve Smith:
He was seemingly well on his way to ANOTHER big-time WAR victory when Alex Braun shut that down pretty quickly. It’s sad to see someone as seasoned as Braun losing his cool like this. Sure, he beat you last week. Instead of pulling bull-hawkee like this, train harder, focus better, and come back for vengeance in another match. Don’t just go out here, wait until the last second, and beat up the guy from behind. That’s just ridiculous!

Slick Rick:
O’Leary is a tool anyways. He deserves a good beat down or two. How DARE he think he can hang with the Tri-State Kings? Who the HELL does he think he is?

Steve Smith:
Well, Slick, this match ultimately gives O’Leary a 2-0 record against the Tri-State Kings thus far. If you ask me, it seems like he HAS what it takes to ‘hang’ with them. If it weren’t for Braun, O’Leary’s win over Steve Flash would have ended much in the same manner as the “Ice Man’s” altercation… A jaw-jacking, bone-shattering, “Hyde Park Haymaker”!

Slick Rick:
Even the LOSERS get lucky every once in a while. I dare you, WAR General, if you’re watching, like I know you are, book it again next week… O’Leary vs. the Tri-State Kings and I’m DAMN sure that it’ll come out different!

Steve Smith:
I guess we’ll have to see… For now though, O’Leary picks up the win. Even if it is in a tainted fashion; not of his fault.

{Smith pauses as he watches the action unfold}

Steve Smith:
Oh no… I don’t think they’re done quite yet…

 

 

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Post-match attack; cavalry coming

Involved: Alex Braun, Steve Flash, Brutus O'Leary and ????

“Bostonian Brothers”

 

{As the combination of Steve Flash and Alex Braun continue to violently pick-away at the fallen Brutus O’Leary, much like hungry vultures would, an air of complete disdain is heard circulating throughout the Empire Coliseum. That said, after a good 20-seconds of stomping the holy-hell out of the brutish brawler, a newfound ally is shown coming to his aide…}

 

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Dozer from Hyde Park

 

{Exploding through the “Gates of WAR” in bulldozing fury, the husky frame of a speeding Dozer is shown overtaking the ringside area with aggressive intent. At first, not fearing him in the slightest, Flash and Braun would attempt to stop the impending figure; however, after a simple spear-like-take-down upon Flash, one that doesn’t stand as graceful in any means, the scenario quickly changes to that of a retreat. Back-peddling away from the ring, throwing their hands out in a ‘whatever’ kind of fashion, the Tri-State Kings exit the ringside area just as methodical as they came. Meanwhile, after standing his ground in a stern fashion for quite some time, the debuting Dozer is shown inching closer to his fallen comrade; still fortifying himself if need be (even long after the Tri-State Kings have officially crossed the “Gates of WAR”).}

 

Steve Smith:
This must be the legendary ‘Dozer’ I keep on hearing about. While it wasn’t from O’Leary’s mouth, as the man never seems to speak, there are others who claim his name in Hyde Park is something of a LEGEND. IT should come as NO shock that he would come out and help a fellow ‘Parkian’; especially when it comes to a good ole’ fashion East Coast war!

Slick Rick:
Stupid move, Dozer; stupid move.

Steve Smith:
I guess we’ll have to see just how stupid it is NEXT WEEK on “Battleground” as it’s set to be The Hyde Park Hitmen versus the Tri-State Kings themselves in a 1st round match-up of the WAR Tag Team Tournament! After all of this, there’s no doubt that it’ll be a heated affair!

Slick Rick:
More like a beat-down! The ‘Kings will set ALL OF THIS straight… Just you wait and see!

 

 

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Coastal Zone Chaos vs. Dirty Money

 

Tag Team Match

WAR Tag Team Championship Tournament - Round 1

“Tri-State Justice”

 

With a brand of stiff-violence all their own, WAR tag team Dirty Money explodes onto the scene with wild fists-a-blazing; a fact that left Jez McArthuer scrambling to instill order straight away. That said, despite overrunning their opponents well before the bell was rung, eventually, their underhanded ways would succumb to the jaw-dropping aerial prowess administered by Coastal Zone Chaos. Sure, Kingpin Ali and Sammy the Shark continue to have their moments, mostly gaining said success through the form of dirty-tricks, but, before you know it, even THAT couldn’t keep Snap Dragon & Fox Mask grounded. In the end, singling out a staggering Sammy the Shark, the standouts of Coastal Zone fame are shown executing an awe-inspiring combination of sorts; utilizing a Hurricanrana/DDT combination entitled “Coastal Combat”. Within seconds following the neck-breaking impact, with Kingpin Ali struggling to gain his own footing outside of the ring, Sammy is simply unable to break the three-count as he’s most likely drifting toward dream-street.

 

Winner:
Coastal Zone Chaos via pinfall

Ending Maneuver:
“Coastal Combat” (Hurricanrana/DDT combination)

Ending Time:
5:16

Note:
Coastal Zone Chaos moves on in the WAR Tag Team Tournament

 

Steve Smith:
Another match, another victorious tag team coming OUT of the 1st round of the heated WAR Tag Team Tournament. Honestly, from what we saw tonight, Coastal Zone Chaos has a GREAT shot of coming away with the gold. Mark my words… These guys are legit!

Slick Rick:
They’ll most likely have to face the Tri-State Kings in the next round; so, this little moment of success is going to be their last no doubt.

Steve Smith:
IF the Tri-State Kings get through next week, beating the Hyde Park Hitmen, then there’s no doubt that we’ll have a great match on our hands!

Slick Rick:
Great match? More like a public squashing!

 

 

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Debut Attack

Involved: Puerto Rican Power © and ????

“Attacking within the dark”

 

{As the stocky WAR Sin City Champion stands in the center of the ring, awaiting his mysterious opponent, the lights within the Empire Coliseum go completely out. Locked in a state of darkness, the gigantic Stallings tron, located above the “Gates of WAR”, begins to play an encrypted video that presents a fading image of the very dojo on the mountain top seen in previous hype videos on WARwrestling.com. With a number of Japanese symbols presenting themselves in a strong fashion, only to fade eventually into the background once again, there’s an overall feeling that this figure comes from the Far east.}

 

{The crazy thing is, as everyone focuses on the “Gates of WAR”, anticipating this new arrival, said newfound figure ACTUALLY debuts within the darkness; far removed from said “Gates”…}

 

{Within the blanketing darkness, the sound of action within the ring is heard. Canvas being hit, snapping strikes ringing loud, and several grunts of pain are all heard; signifying that an attack is happening within said darkness.}

 

{As the lights scurry to return, we now witness the sight of our newly debuted challenger standing directly over a fallen Puerto Rican Power. Hunched slightly in a show of previous action, the figure in question is none other than the former cruiserweight ICON of the early 2000’s, Fumihiro Ota!}

 

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‘The Immortal’ debuts

 

{Staring down upon his much larger victim, it’s expected that the sounds of action were brought forth by none other than the masterful Ota. In a matter of 10-seconds, the man recently dubbed as ‘The Immortal’ had entered within the darkness and violently floored the rugged powerhouse in Puerto Rican Power; a feat that can only be described as super-human. With that said, as he stands over his victim, there’s an air that Power may have FINALLY met his match; putting the WAR Championship in jeopardy in the process.}

 

Steve Smith:
FUMIHIRO... OTA! Ladies and gentlemen, the ‘Immortal’ those hype videos spoke of was none other than… Fumihiro… Ota! Man-o-man, Puerto Rican Power has his gigantic hands full… obviously. In 10-seconds, in the dark, the masked martial artist was able to KO our reigning Sin City Champion!

Slick Rick:
Ring that bell!! We’ve got ourselves a NEW Champion!

Steve Smith:
That’s ENTIRELY possible, Slick! I’m with you… this is what makes the Sin City Championship so great!! Ring… that… bell!!

 

 

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Puerto Rican Power © vs. Fumihiro Ota

 

Singles Match

WAR Sin City Championship Match

"An equal?”

 

Like a steamrolling train, exploding with a fiery sense of fury, unstoppable in nature, our Sin City Champion, Puerto Rican Power, attempts to literally plow straight through his newfound rival. Sadly for him, while this may work with most competitors, there’s really no consistent luck when utilized the masterful Fumihiro Ota. Light on his feet, continually escaping the heavy plow of his competitor, Ota is often shown ducking, diving, and twisting, his way into safety. Meanwhile, upon his escape, a quick, almost invisible, strike is all that is needed in which to temper the much larger champion. With this notion in mind, fuming with rage, Power is shown attempting to “San Juan Rush” (Spear) his challenger at several points throughout the match. Unlike before though, none of these attempts actually collide with the masked warrior as Fumihiro is continually able to reverse, strike, and dive to safety, at every crossing. The final attempt though, would prove to be his biggest failure…

 

Missing another “San Juan Rush” as the man they call ‘Immortal’ dives out of the way, Power is shown crashing violently through the ropes and onto the unforgiving floor on the outside. Upon his impact, the Sin City Champion is shown wincing in pain as he holds his right shoulder in a manner that screams injury. That said, much like any great warrior, Power brutishly pulls himself back to his feet; fuming with rage the entire time. Sadly, he would never re-enter the ring. As he climbs to his feet, Ota is shown diving over the top rope & crashing upon his injured opponent. Then, from there, as Power AGAIN defies reality, pulling himself back to his feet, the lightning-quick ‘Immortal’ Ota makes quick work of the overpowering Sin City Champion; striking him with an incessant combo of kicks and strikes. With time, as each blow lands, Power is shown dropping to his knees… Seconds later, after a brief praying like motion, tranquil before the storm really, Fumihiro is shown ‘finishing-off’ the Sin City Champion with a stiff standing roundhouse-like kick to the back of the kneeled Power’s head. Upon impact, the brutish, often overpowering figure, is shown hunched over as he falls to the ground; unconscious. Matter of a few seconds later, Jez McArthuer is forced to call for the bell marking a count-out. Lucky for Ota, or whether it was his plan all along, the supposed ‘one-man-army’ is shown re-entering the ring directly before the 8th count; giving him the victory.

 

Winner:
Fumihiro Ota via count-out

Ending Maneuver:
“The way of the Immortal” (Standing roundhouse kick to a kneeled opponent)

Ending Time:
7:26

 

Steve Smith:
I’ve seen many things in my life but that… that shocks me to no end. Puerto Rican Power has been a figure of pure strength, of an undying will to never fall, and yet… Fumihiro Ota was able to do what many have tried up until now… Knock… the man… out! I’m shocked; lost for words.

Slick Rick:
I TOLD YOU he’d disappoint. In the end, he’s just an overgrown guerilla. Muscles can only take you so far. Tonight, we saw EXACTLY what it takes to beat Puerto Rican Power… Lightning-quick skill. Count the days down… We’re going to have a NEW Sin City Champion in NO time!

Steve Smith:
It’s hard to bet against that right now, Slick. Believe me, I hate agreeing with you, well… always, but you’re right. The ‘Immortal’ Fumihiro Ota just turned the Sin City Championship on it’s head. We MAY have a new champion before the night’s through given the 24/7 rules…

 

 

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Backstage plotting

Involved: WAR General Nemesis, The Guru, and Troy Tornado ©

“The 'plan' continues to draw closer...”

 

{We transition backstage once again in which to witness the mysteriously unsettling sight of the WAR General, Nemesis, and Mr. Stallings’ right-hand-man, The Guru, standing aside one another in a personal office of sorts. Clad collectively in tailored suits, both men appear to be entirely focused on a closed-circuit flat-screen TV located before them. Slowly, as the vision of what’s on said TV comes into view, it becomes apparent that they are watching the WAR Champion himself, Troy Tornado, storm through a backstage hallway with a truly angered pace.}

 

{Never taking their eyes off of the screen before them, Nemesis & the Guru share in a short conversation which adds further mystery as it pertains to a supposed ‘plan’; one that obviously involves Troy Tornado.}

 

[Nemesis]:
Is everything in order?

 

{The Guru doesn’t pull his attention away from the feed as he answers in a calmed fashion.}

 

[The Guru]:
… to the last detail.

 

{Silence is heard as they continue to watch the feed side-by-side. Meanwhile, said feed projects Tornado as on a crash-course of potential violence. He’s fuming, growing with intensity, as he storms his way toward a nearby doorway leading him toward the inevitable ‘Street Fight’ set to take place on the Strip itself.}

 

{In the end, as they continue to watch, their conversation ultimately carries a very methodical speech pattern.}

 

[Nemesis]:
They’ll never know what hit them…

 

{Nemesis pauses as he delivers his statement in a very matter-of-fact manner; devoid of emotion it seems.}

 

[Nemesis]:
… and by the time they do… It’ll be too late to stop us.

 

{A collective pause follows once again as they watch the feed before them.}

 

[The Guru]:
WAR will be ours…

 

[Nemesis]:
… It already is…

 

{With that, the segment comes to a close as the unsettling conversation between Nemesis & The Guru continues to add further confusion. None the less, as we transition away from the scheming duo, there is a general feeling that something BAD is about to happen; and very soon…}

 

Steve Smith:
That can’t be good… something’s happening folks… I’m not sure what it’s all about but this rumored ‘plan’ is about to unfold it seems.

Slick Rick:
Plan, shman… I’m tired of this ‘plan’ sh*t! Just get ON with it already!

Steve Smith:
You may get your wish tonight, Slick. While I have NO IDEA what it could be, it looks to be connected to WAR Champion, Troy Tornado…

Slick Rick:
I can only hope it means they’re about to crush his a$$; once and for all!

Steve Smith:
I wish I could disagree but, seeing how everything is up in the dark right now, I guess you never know what may lie around the corner…

 

 

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Troy Tornado © vs. Hopkirk

 

Sin City Street Fight

WAR Championship Match

"Bloody hatred”

 

Opening in a dubious fashion, practically dripping with heel grit, the aged grunge star in Hopkirk is shown slamming a beer bottle square over Troy Tornado’s head; a bottle that he, somehow, disguised behind his back. The shattered glass, landing upon the cement sidewalk of the Vegas strip, flies every which way as the WAR Champion staggers away in obvious pain. Truly, while sincerely devious in nature, this is the kind of scenario that unfolds when it comes to such a heated rivalry of the Brotherhood and their former lead-singer. With fists of absolute fury, both men brawl like drunken sailors amidst an inebriated crowd forming off of the street. Yelling profanities, throwing bottles in their direction for further weapons, said crowd watches on as both men lay into one another with reckless abandon. Whether it’s being thrown head first into a cement wall, Irish whipped into the busy street of the Vegas Strip (eventually slamming into an idle car), or it’s Troy Tornado ripping a lit cigarette from the mouth of an on-looker, taking a big drag, blowing a plume of smoke in the air, and then slamming the lit end upon the unprotected back of his former friend, the action itself feels like a violent bar-room-brawl gone really bad. More or less, their altercation feels less like a wrestling match and MORE like a violent clash between two hated individuals.

 

In the end, as both men are shown bloodied, exhausted, and on the verge of passing out, it’s their ultimate hatred for one another that keeps them going. Sadly, for Hopkirk, said aggression is what put him out in the process.

 

With Tornado lying on the cement sidewalk, his head dangling into the street as he attempts to regain his consciousness following a brutal, and unexpected suplex, Hopkirk is shown shuffling in his direction in which to add further insult to injury. As he comes upon the fallen Tornado though, another waiting beer bottle, located in the gutter seconds ago, is eventually broken over his head. Returning the favor, Tornado quickly leaps back to his feet as Hopkirk crashes to the cement once again; holding his face in extreme pain. Seconds later, leaping atop an idle car, Tornado is shown diving outward in which to execute a truly reckless “F*ck-Off!” (Top rope elbow drop) square from the hood of said idle car. Slamming his elbow into Hopkirk’s already injured head, there’s little that the challenger can do. After 3 standard counts from Jez, the match is eventually called in favor of the WAR Champion, Troy Tornado; however, by the look of the beating he took, it’s not like he’s standing triumphantly.

 

Winner:
Troy Tornado via pinfall

Ending Maneuver:
“F*ck Off!” (Top rope elbow drop) from atop an idle car

Ending Time:
9:48

Note:
This marks Troy Tornado’s 4th successful title defense of the WAR Championship.

 

Steve Smith:
That wasn’t a wrestling match… That was a fight… a fight between two BITTER rivals… This whole Brotherhood rivalry is no joke, Slick. Something tells me, either they, or Tornado, will not leave this company in one-piece. This could go as far as ending ALL of their careers before it’s all said and done.

Slick Rick:
… Then the Brotherhood will go down as martyrs… for ridding WAR of Troy Tornado!

Steve Smith:
He almost did that very thing here tonight but, in the end, Tornado was too much for Hopkirk. That said, no one came out of this one as a REAL winner as, I’m sure, they are BOTH well on their way to a hospital bed.

 

 

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Debut Attack

Involved: Troy Tornado © and ???

“All hail TITUS...”

 

{Beating, battered, bruised, and bloodied, our faithful WAR Champion, Troy Tornado, is shown painstakingly pulling himself off of the cement below. Wiping a wave of sweat infused blood off of his face, the embattled Tornado is finally given physical custody of his stolen championship for the first time since the Brotherhood nabbed it a week prior. With that said, as he stares downward upon the golden plate, barely able to make out what’s before him due to the black eye positioned upon his right eye, a slight smirk is shown formed upon his face; aware that he had regained what is rightfully his.}

 

{Sadly, the WAR Championship would only stay in his possession for a few seconds more…}

 

{With a wildly inebriated crowd booing in the background, a gigantic figure is shown storming the WAR Champion from behind in an overpowering fashion. With one simple strike, the hobbled Tornado’s body is cast off violently as it finds an uncomfortable rest up against the very idle car he had just leapt from. The camera man scurries to cover the action; however, is continually blocked due to the massive crowd watching said action square upon the strip itself.}

 

{Weaving in and out of the crowd, we are able to witness a few more hefty strikes by the gigantic behemoth before Tornado. With each and every blow; however, one would most likely wish the camera was still there as a buffer; the action itself is quite unsettling. Finally, in the end, said gigantic figure, with his back still to the camera, is shown lifting Tornado’s dead-weight off of the cement floor, lifting him high above the ground and SLAMMING him down upon said car with a truly sickening guerilla press slam. The impact upon the windshield is so forceful, so potentially deadly, that it actually cracks the hardened glass behind the body of the ravaged WAR Champion.}

 

{In the end, as the gigantic figure slowly reaches down upon the cement, said figure is shown lifting the WAR Championship upward in which to gaze upon it. Then, slowly spinning around, the gigantic behemoth is finally shown to be none other than the newly acquired TITUS.}

 

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Debut domination

 

{Walking off past the crowd, “All Hail” TITUS is shown shuffling by as he towers over the nearby crowd. All the while, carrying the WAR Championship in his boulder-sized hand; leaving Tornado, again, without his gold.}

 

Steve Smith:
GOOD GOD…
{Shaking his head in disgust}
… That man… That… behemoth may have just KILLED Troy Tornado!!

Slick Rick:
That ‘behemoth’ as you call him appears to be... TITUS!
{Raspy laughter follows}
Damn, he’s even BIGGER in person!

Steve Smith:
Someone REALLY needs to get an ambulance out there… Tornado could be really, really, hurt. I mean, did you see how he pretty much went THROUGH that poor-person’s windshield? GOOD GOD… I’ve never seem someone with THAT much strength before…

Slick Rick:
He FINALLY comes to WAR… “All… Hail”… TITUS!!

Steve Smith:
I can’t believe you’re cheering him at a moment like this! Plus, he stole the WAR Championship… he’s a goon and a thief!!

Slick Rick:
Call him what you will but he just put Troy Tornado to bed folks… DAMN!!

 

 

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Booking a match

Involved: WAR General Nemesis and Eric Tyler

“Who is the best?”

 

{With his militaristic, heavy medal, theme blaring in the background, the strong-chinned WAR General, Nemesis, is shown shuffling through the “Gates of WAR” with silent authority. After taking a brief chance to look out upon the fervidly positive reaction before him, raising an arm in the air as a show of dominance, the tailored-suit-clad authority figure is shown overtaking the ringside area in a matter of moments; all be it in a staggered fashion due to the lingering injuries still gripping his broken frame.}

 

{Standing within the blackened ropes, the stern WAR General looks out upon the crowd with a sense of sternness to his hindered stance. Cracking a slight smirk, as it’s entirely impossible NOT to soak in the response he’s always given, Nemesis slowly raises the microphone up to his mouth; projecting loudly, confidently, as he looks to be the be-all-end-all authority from a persona perspective.}

 

[Nemesis]:
For weeks, there have been two men who have literally tore one another apart in hopes of proving themselves to be… the best. While that’s a tall task, no one should expect ANY LESS from WAR.
{Pauses}
We house only the absolute BEST this industry has to offer. From top-to-bottom, each member of the roster has it’s place in the revolution at hand… and that’s no more evident than with Buddy Garner… and Eric Tyler…

 

{The crowd pops accordingly for Garner and Tyler. Meanwhile, Nemesis, after allowing such responses to take place, moves on forward in hopes of getting to the point.}

 

[Nemesis]:
Now, everyone knows of my past with Tyler. Hell, the very first PPV here in WAR had us center stage; attempting to bury an old hatchet that still remains at the surface. For years, Tyler and I waged a heinous battle upon one another… Honestly, I thought, in the end, only one of us would be left standing but… I guess… here we both are.
{Slight chuckle}
That’s why, after practically beating him to death on several occasions, I simply cannot sell the “Traditionalist” short. He’s one hell of a competitor… but… He’s found his equal, it seems, in… “The Machine”!

 

{The crowd pops as Nemesis nods his head slightly.}

 

[Nemesis]:
As the WAR General, It’s my job to see to it that men like Garner and Tyler are pushed to their absolute extreme. This company does NOT accept mediocrity… it does not accept failure… So, to ensure that we can finally crown one as better than the other, I have constructed a match for next week… One that will test BOTH to no end… One that COULD… potentially… end their careers in the process… That’s just the price you must pay… to be part of Wrestling Action in Revolt…

 

{With that last statement, before he can move forward with the announcement of such match, the imposing sound of the Tri-State Kings classic rock theme begins to blare over the Empire Coliseum’s state-of-the-art sound system. Slowly, with a hardened sense of anger upon his face, the weathered “Traditionalist” steps through the “Gates of WAR”; standing atop the steel ramp-way in the end. Alone, without his regional allies, Tyler looks down upon his long-time rival with an appearance of absolute disdain.}

 

[Eric Tyler]:
I don’t pay prices…
{Pauses}
I inflict them myself.
{Pauses; stare-down follows}
I get it, Nemesis, you’re the ‘big-bad-general’ these days. Mr. Stallings, in an apparent drunken stupor, thought YOU to be the best choice for authority around here.
{Shakes his head; snickers to himself}
Excuse the laughter… but… the thought of you as a suit-wearing authority figure just feels a little… odd… to me. Take it from the person who knows you best, I mean… no one around here knows you like I do, we warred up and down the Tri-State area like we were hell-bent on destroying the other,… This schtick of yours… It’s all like trying to shove a round-peg into a square-hole. You’re not… this…
{Looks Nemesis up and down}
… but, for now, it seems people have accepted you as such… So, this little… match… of yours is bound to happen either way…
{Slight smirk forms as Tyler begins to act in an arrogant fashion; dismissive}
… What ‘ya got, General?

 

{A short stare-down is shown as Tyler appears to be laughing in the face of Nemesis from on far.}

 

[Nemesis]:
Next week, on “Battleground”, we’re going to find out EXACTLY who the ‘best’ really is…
{Pauses; stares Tyler down with a sense of sternness}
In the end, we’ll see who can survive the HELL… of… a 30-minute ultimate submission match…

 

{The crowd erupts with excitement as, in turn, Eric Tyler doesn’t even seem to budge. With time, as a slow nod forms upon his face, smirking in approval, it actually appears as though Tyler is ultra-confident despite the longevity of the match; given his advanced age.}

 

[Eric Tyler]:
What… only 30 minutes?
{Laughs}
THAT’S your big announcement?
{Shakes his head; snickering}
Looks like that ‘great creativity of yours’ is starting to slip with your age…
{pauses; laughs}
You’re on, General! Next week, I’m going to see to it that the “Machine” is finally broken-down… for good… and when I’m done…
{Pauses; stares down Nemesis with sternness of his own}
I’m coming for you…

 

{The crowd boos fervidly as both men engage in a heated, but silent, stare-down.}

 

[Nemesis]:
You? Coming for me?
{Vile snicker follows}
I’ve lasted it before… I’ll do it again…
{Pauses}
Good luck next week, Tyler… You’re going to need it…

 

{With that, the segment comes to a close as the militaristic WAR General’s theme music, once again, begins to blare. Meanwhile, neither have taken their eyes off of one another; engaging in a lengthy heated stare-down. In the end, the notion is that we’ll finally find out who will be the last one standing… Garner… or Tyler…}

 

Steve Smith:
WHOA!! A 30-minute Ultimate Submission match!!!

Slick Rick:
Garner doesn’t stand a chance…

Steve Smith:
You said that last week too but, in case you forgot, Garner DID defeat Tyler in an octagon-caged wrestling match! What’s not to say he can do it again… Next week!!

Slick Rick:
The cage is one thing… This is a 30-minute battle!! I will, forever, put my money down on Tyler when submissions are key… He’s a master… He’ll have Garner tapping every other minute!

Steve Smtih:
In case you forgot, again, Garner is JUST as renowned for his submission abilities. It’s bound to be one HELL of a match… that’s for sure…

 

 

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Buddy Garner vs. Shawn Gonzalez

 

Singles Match

"Swerving to the end”

 

Equally silent, both Shawn Gonzalez and Buddy Garner chose to show their intensity on differing levels; Buddy as more overt and Shawn typically in a stoic fashion. None the less, despite having very little interaction with one another thus far, there certainly lies a sense of aggression as both men attempt to gain further success at the detriment of the other. With this in mind, the two warring competitors take a bit to really dive into full-on motion, utilizing a more tempered, feeling out, approach at the beginning; however, when it finally kicks in, there’s no telling what either would do to win. Suplexing, bending, and potentially breaking the body of his opponent, the brutal MMA star in Garner proves himself to be a strong competitor within a wrestling ring straight away. That said, despite such a strong showing, there appears to be a sense of comfort for the aged “Lone Wolf”; knowing the squared circle better than most in WAR. More or less, the experience factor is what ultimately seems to fuel Gonzalez’ consistent bubbling to the surface; never appearing ‘out of it’ by any means… at any point.

 

Even with a great back-and-forth though, as is the case with those who dare challenge these men, the Tri-State Kings eventually shuffle from the back in which to raise a little hell within the ringside area…

 

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The Tri-State Kings come calling; new member?

 

As Jez is knocked out by a fluke strike by Gonzalez, which was destined for Garner, said Tri-State Kings quickly enter the ring with hopes of mauling the current rival of one of their members, Eric Tyler. Quickly they lay into the fallen Garner, stomping the holy-hell out of him in the process, just as Gonzalez simply stands in the nearby corner; watching it all unfold. Feeling he may be ducking out on Garner, the fans begin to boo like crazy, even going as far as to chant “Do something”, as the “Lone Wolf” witnesses the assault first-hand. With time; however, as Johnny Martin yells to Gonzalez to ‘step in and get your hands dirty’, all of that comes to an abrupt halt.

 

At first, it looks like Gonzalez may be working with the Kings, or at least tolerating them for the sake of victory, BUT as he stands before a dazed Garner being lifted to his feet, a thunderous right hand to the jaw of Martin sends that idea awry.

 

With the crowd cheering in the background, Gonzalez is shown, single-handedly, flooring the entire Tri-State Kings faction; forcing them to exit the ring in the process. Meanwhile though, he’s well unaware of Garner slowly raising to his feet behind him in hopes of utilizing this scenario NOW to his own upside. Grabbing Gonzalez from behind, Garner looks to lock in a crippling belly-to-back suplex; however, just as he goes to lift him upward, Gonzalez is able to break free from his clutches.

 

At a stalemate, Garner comes back at him once again; however, this time, as he attempts a belly-to-belly suplex, the focused “Lone Wolf” is able to block the momentum of such a move; executing a falling knee-to-the-face in the process. Then as he awaits Garner’s return to his feet, dazed from the fall upon the back of his head, the “Lone Wolf” moves in for the kill one last time; executing a newfound signature move entitled “The Last Bite” (Lifting Side Chokeslam) seconds later. In the end, there was no kicking out. With the Tri-State Kings slowly trying to regain themselves outside of the ring, back peddling up the rampway as they shout obscenities at Gonzalez in the ring, the “Lone Wolf” is ultimately shown as the strongest man at ringside; able to defeat everyone, and everything, that dare cross his snarling fangs.

 

Winner:
Shawn Gonzalez via pinfall

Ending Maneuver:
“The Last Bite” (Lifting Side Chokeslam)

Ending Time:
22:29

 

Steve Smith:
In a clash of WAR Titans, the “Lone Wolf” Shawn Gonzalez proves himself to be the bigger, badder, man between those black ropes. Garner put up ONE hell of a fight, cementing his “Machine”-like status, but, in the end, he simply wasn’t able to get the job done. Even with the Tri-State Kings interfering, nothing could have slowed down Gonzalez here tonight. Honestly though, I thought he was on the verge of joining the Kings there… I feared they had talked him into it…

Slick Rick:
He SHOULD have! He just made the BIGGEST mistake of his career right there. He HAD a chance at securing his legacy here only to have stupidity get in the way again. What a f*cking idiot!! You had all there in-front of you, a seat at the Tri-State Kings table, and you threw it all away. Stupid a$$hole!

Steve Smith:
If there’s ONE thing I know about Gonzalez, he’s not really an ally kind of guy. He fights alone; it’s as simple as that. I don’t see him joining anyone to be honest…

Slick Rick:
That’s HIS stupid move then… Alone he’s okay… As a Tri-State King… He’s unstoppable…

 

 

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Post-match attack

Involved: Shawn Gonzalez + ????

“It all begins... now...”

 

{Standing before a wildly cheering crowd, much like a triumphant gladiator in ancient Rome, the battle-tested “Lone Wolf” is shown to be barely able to return to his feet. With that said though, you wouldn’t know it, outside of the hardened wince upon his face, as Gonzalez does everything in his power to appear as if the last 20-minutes was nothing but a sparring scenario. Victorious, and obviously unwilling to seem weak, even in the slightest, Shawn looks out upon the crowd as he slowly raises his right arm in a labored process; showing himself to be triumphant none the less. Well, that is until HE appears as if from nowhere…}

 

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Insult to injury; attacking the victor from behind!

 

{Swooping in from behind, James Prudence quickly levels the victorious Gonzalez with a falling-knee-back-breaker; a maneuver that was entirely unexpected as even the TV camera didn’t notice Prudence’s arrival until impact.}

 

{Seconds later, as the crowd boos like crazy, Prudence is shown laying into the fallen Gonzalez with a collection of stomps that can only be described as fervid. Blow-after-blow, one begins to wonder if Gonzalez can simply keep up with such punishment; given lasting through a 20+ minute match only moments earlier. Then, as he labors to life the semi-conscious Gonzalez off of the canvas, the arrogantly smirking Prudence is shown completely flooring his recent rival once again; executing his signature “Better than Gold” (Stroke). The impact is so harsh that many wince due to the unsettling nature of such a forced maneuver upon an already reeling figure.}

 

{As Prudence slowly pulls himself from the mat, looking upward upon the booing crowd with a defiant smirk upon his face, the REAL shocker begins to unfold.}

 

{Such an attack on a bitter rival is not uncommon but the confusing sight of the WAR General, the Guru, and the recently debuting TITUS, slowly shuffling through the “Gates of WAR”, clapping in a collective sense of respect, is!}

 

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The arrival…

 

{With the WAR Championship in their collective grasp, hanging over the gigantic shoulder of TITUS, the combination of Nemesis & The Guru are shown joyful over what had just taken place; not in the smiling manner but in a stern clapping of sorts. For a matter of 15 seconds, that’s all that’s given to such a confusing scenario. That is, until James Prudence finally pulls his attention away from basking in the crowd’s boos and gazes upon said threesome atop the steel rampway}

 

{Slowly, and in an overtly arrogant manner, Prudence is shown saluting the three.}

 

{In return, they do exactly the same; proudly, strongly, and defiant of the confusing boos overtaking the ringside area.}

 

{In the end, the show comes to a close with no real answer as to WHY such a scenario has just taken place. No matter what though, words are not needed all that much. Witnessing a collective salute between the four, it’s expected that a new grandiose alliance has formed within the chaotic realm of WAR…}

 

Steve Smith:
… What was THAT all about?

{Silence is heard as they both watch the ringside area in confusion.}

Steve Smith:
I don’t know what just happened folks but… it appears… there’s some sort of alliance forming in Wrestling Action in Revolt... One that… confuses me to no end…

Slick Rick:
What’s there to be confused about? Nemesis has FINALLY showed his true colors… He’s a man who can’t be trusted & he proved that to be such by orchestrating an assault on Shawn Gonzalez. Wait… with the WAR Championship in TITUS’ hands, did the WAR General orchestrate the theft of the title as well? Well, f*ck…
{Laughs in a raspy fashion}
I think I’m starting to like this version of the General…

Steve Smith:
Something tells me we’re going to get to the bottom of this next week on “Battleground”…. Join us… as… well… we find out what the HELL is going on…

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Event:
WAR: "Battleground" - PPV Episode #6

Company:
Wrestling Action in Revolt (WAR)

Attendance:
8, 877 out of 10,000 at the Empire Coliseum (Located in the Empire Hotel & Casino in Las Vegas, NV)

PPV Buyrate:
0.08 (+ 0.01)

Event Grade:
C-

 

  • The remaining WAR Pin-up girls (Ashley, Athena, and Meggie Beth) are assaulted by Genio Verde, DAMiaN, and Leper Messiah. (D+)

  • Ares defeated American Elemental in 10:20 via pinfall. (C-)

  • Hopkirk, along with the rest of the Brotherhood, conducts a promo centered against WAR Champion, Troy Tornado, while holding said stolen title. In the end, Tornado attacks recklessly but is eventually floored due to the numbers game against him. (D)

  • Demonic Intervention defeated The Nation of Filth in 2:33 via pinfall. (E+)

  • DAMian and the Leper Messiah, under Genio Verde’s direction, double-chokeslams the Nation of Filth through a flaming table. (D)

  • Brutus O’Leary defeated Steve Flash in 8:45 via DQ due to interference from Alex Braun. (D-)

  • Dozer debuts with a save for his Bostonian brother in Brutus O’Leary as he was assaulted by Steve Flash and Alex Braun. (D-)

  • Coastal Zone Chaos defeated Dirty Money in 5:16 via pinfall. (D-)

  • Fumihiro Ota debuts with an attack on Puerto Rican Power. (D)

  • Fumihiro Ota defeated Puerto Rican Power in 7:26 via count-out; PRP retains the WAR Sin City Championship. (D+)

  • Nemesis & the Guru are shown watching Troy Tornado via a closed-circuit TV. During such, they appear to be speaking about whether or not ‘the plan’ is on order for tonight. (B-)

  • Troy Tornado defeated Hopkirk in 9:48 via pinfall in a Street Fight; Troy Tornado retains the WAR Championship. (C-)

  • TITUS debuts when he attacked Troy Tornado. In the end, the debuting TITUS is shown walking off with the WAR Championship; having the title stolen from Tornado again. ©

  • WAR General, Nemesis, books a 30-minute ultimate submission match between Eric Tyler and Buddy Garner set for next week on “Battleground”. (C-)

  • Shawn Gonzalez defeated Buddy Garner via pinfall in 22:29. During the match, the Tri-State Kings attacked & it looked like Shawn Gonzalez may have joined them. In the end, he assaulted the Kings and eventually came away with the win. ©

  • James Prudence attacks Shawn Gonzalez as a new faction appears to have formed between WAR General Nemesis, the Guru, James Prudence, and TITUS. ©

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