Lucha Underground - As Real As It Gets

LucianCarter · October 25, 2015

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Lucha Underground - As Real As It Gets

I haven't seen any Lucha Underground diaries, so I figured I'd give one a try.

This diary will treat wrestling as a shoot. Dario Cueto will be my user character and the real owner of the company. I will treat the shows the way they are done in real life, i.e., my shows will be a drama about a wrestling federation, not a sports show. I'm going to avoid talking about the backstage as much as I possibly can. I will have pictures and I'll be doing a fair amount of the dialogue, rather than just describing it. I'm not going into a ton of detail on the matches, just a paragraph or so on the highlights.

Dave_Scott · October 25, 2015

Sounds interesting! Will follow.

LucianCarter · October 25, 2015

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An isolated field. An abandoned well.

Dario Cueto drags a body bag towards the well. The bag clearly has someone in it. He hefts it up and dumps it into the well.

“Good-bye, Black Lotus”

OPENING

“Greetings believers and welcome back to Lucha Underground. I am Matt Striker and with me is Vampiro. Vamp, I have to ask, first how is the arm.”

“Pretty good, I’m healing well.”

“And the big question, how can you have been Pentagon Jr’s master this whole time?”

“There will come a time I talk about that. This is not it.”

The ring announcer spoke up. “The following Lucha is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from the 559, they call him… CAGE!”

“Cage, one of the biggest, baddest men in Lucha Underground. You know he’s going to be back in the hunt for the title any time now.”

“Damn right Striker. And you know Dario Cueto watches every match.”

“Wins and losses matter here in Lucha Underground, unlike some places I could mention.”

“And, from Mexico City, Mexico… Fenix!”

“Fenix, of course, the holder of the Gift of the Gods championship belt.”

“You’re right Matt, and that belt lets him demand a title match with just one week’s notice.”

“But the belt can be lost. This is a non-title match, but Cage beating Fenix might earn him a shot at the belt down the line.”

“If Fenix doesn’t cash it in first.”

“Which raises the question, what is Fenix waiting for?”

The match began. Cage used pure power to try to counter Fenix’s speed. Fenix showed he was willing to put his body on the line to pick up the victory, including a big Plancha when Cage left the ring to get a breather.

“The longer this match goes,” said Striker “the more it favours Fenix. A big guy like Cage brings explosive power, but he can get gassed as time goes on.”

Cage did seem to slow down as the match ticked on. Fenix hit Dropkicks and running kicks again and again. A Dropkick straight to the face left Cage reeling and Fenix climbed the turnbuckles.

Vampiro spoke up “Fenix might be able to end it here. He’s going for something high risk, but high risk can bring high reward.”

Fenix leapt for a high Crossbody – only to be caught by Cage and hit with a Pumphandle Facebuster!

“High risk means high risk,” said Striker.

“You said it Matt, is this enough?”

Cage covered. 1…2…3!

“Here is your winner… Cage!”

***

In his dressing room, Mil Muertes sat on a bench, gazing at his title belt.

Catrina appeared to his side.

“They will be coming. Every one of them. You hold the ultimate prize. Fenix has beaten you before and can come for you any time he wants. Prince Puma could ask for a rematch. Alberto El Patron is a big name. Johnny Mundo is in Dario Cueto’s pocket, so is Big Ryck. Blue Demon is a legend, Chavo Guerrero as well. And Dario is so unpredictable he could give Son of Havok, King Cuerno or even Sexy Star a title match. You cannot let them rattle you. You embody death itself. You must take out anyone who comes for you. You can defeat a foe for every death you’ve experienced. You can reign until the end of days.”

***

“The following lucha is a tag team match set for one fall. Introducing first, the team of Drago and Sexy Star.”

“Some unlikely teams being paired up tonight,” said Striker.

“Dario Cueto man, who knows what goes through his head.” Vampiro replied.

“Certainly not me.”

“And their opponents, Daivari and King Cuerno.”

Cuerno and Drago start out and battle for a minute or so. Sexy Star gets the tag and a flurry of offense. But Cuerno dodges a Dropkick and tags in Daivari. Daivari and Cuerno proceed to isolate Sexy Star and punish her horribly.

“Sexy Star is taking a beating, man,” said Vampiro.

“Cuerno and Daivari working well together, Sexy desperately needs to make a tag.”

Daivari whips Sexy into a neutral corner and moves in. Summoning a burst of energy from deep inside her, Sexy hits a head scissors and races to tag in Drago. Drago ran at Daivari and hit a Running Twisting Moonsault Plancha! Sexy moved to block Cuerno and Drago got the pin!

“All the money in the world won’t buy you a win in Lucha Underground,” said Striker.

***

In Dario Cueto’s office stood…

Prince Puma and his manager Konnan

Johnny Mundo

Texano

And Big Ryck

“It seems Fenix is in no hurry to claim his title shot,” Cueto said. “So someone else will get a shot soon. Tell me, why should I choose you?”

Konnan spoke first. “Prince Puma deserves a rematch. Just because you didn’t put one in the contract doesn’t mean it’s not the right thing to do.”

“You lost,” said Johnny Mundo, “You should go to the back of the line.”

“Did you go to the back of the line when you lost to him?” retorted Konnan.

“Both of you have had shots,” said Texano. “I haven’t. Maybe if I don’t get one I go back to Mexico.”

“Is that a threat?” asked Cuerto.

“Take it how you will.”

“I should get it,” said Ryck, “I’ve been loyal to you from day one.”

“Have you? Or have you been loyal to the many, many Benjamins I have given you?”

“Does it matter?”

Cuerto tented his fingers. “I won’t decide today. But be on notice. I’m looking for people to impress me. You can go.”

***

“The following lucha is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Parkland, Washington, Jack Evans.”

“Jack Evans,” Striker began, “a 21st century luchador. Brash, outspoken, but able to back it up.”

“You said it hombre, Evans could be the future of this company. We’ll see if he can add a tick to the win column tonight.”

“And the opponent, from Tacoma, Washington, Killshot.”

“Killshot still something of a mystery to the believers. A hard man to read.”

“No doubt about it,” said Vampiro, “but, just like everyone else here, he cares about each and every lucha he’s in.”

The fight began with fast-paced action. Lots of bouncing off the ropes to hit Clotheslines, Crossbodys, Dropkicks and a nasty running Headbutt from Killshot.

“Man,” said Vampiro, “this is moving so fast my eyes are getting tired.”

Evans hit a big running knee, but only got a two count. Killshot suddenly rolled up Evans, looking to steal one, but only a near fall as well.

“It only takes three seconds to win, or lose, a match,” said Striker.

Killshot hit a Samoan Drop for another near fall. Evans rolled out of the ring to recover. Killshot came out after him, but Evans Dropkicked him backwards into the steel steps. Evans rolled back into the ring and, as Killshot followed, Evans hit a big running knee to the face. He rolled up Killshot, grabbing the tights without the referee seeing, for the 1…2…3!

“Aw man,” said Vampiro. “Now the win isn’t going to impress Dario Cuerto.”

“I don’t think Dario Cuerto minds his luchadores taking any advantage they can.”

“You may be right Matt, you may be right.”

***

Another match…

“The following lucha is your main event of the evening. Introducing first, from El Paso, Texas, Chavo Guerrero!”

“Chavo Guerrero, a great rudo from a long line of cheaters,” said Vampiro.

“The referee will earn his pay tonight.”

“And his opponent, from San Luis Potosí, Mexico, Alberto El Patron!”

“Hey man, have you ever noticed we have a bunch of rich guys around here?” asked Vampiro.

“That’s true. We saw Daivari earlier tonight; Alberto El Patron comes from a wealthy family. And, of course, there’s Dario Cueto.”

The match began. Chavo Bodyslammed Patron and stomped on him for almost a minute. He went for the Lasso from El Paso, but Patron rolled to safety. Alberto took the advantage with a Facebuster and went for the Cross Arm Breaker.

“Both men looking to use submission moves. It’s almost as if they want to humiliate their opponent almost as much as beat them.”

“Man, there’s nothing worse than having a crowd of people chant ‘you tapped out’ at you.”

Some stand up brawling followed, both men giving as good as they got. Patron Irish Whipped Chavo into the ropes and just planted himself as he rebounded so Chavo slammed into his chest like he was hitting a wall. Chavo went down, but kicked out of the cover. Chavo struck first after both men stood, hitting a high knee. He got underhooks in, looking for something big, but Patron squirmed free and grabbed Chavo by the back of the head. He reeled him in for a nasty Headbutt then slammed him to the canvas. Chavo was laid out, breathing hard. Patron went to cover, but Chavo had been playing possum and he rolled him up!

“If Chavo were any more cunning he might actually transform into a weasel,” commented Striker.

1…2-kick out!

“That was close. Chavo almost Guerreroed a victory there,” said Vampiro.

Chavo headed for the top turnbuckle. He looked poised to hit a Frogsplash when Blue Demon Jr. came walking from the back.

“It’s the legend himself, Blue Demon,” said Striker with reverence.

“Yeah but what is he doing here?”

Chavo was wondering the same thing. But while his eyes were on Demon, El Patron ran up and threw him off the top rope to crash hard to the canvas.

“Man, Chavo hit hard there. He could be done.”

Alberto moved in and grabbed Chavo’s arm. He locked on the Cross Armbreaker. Chavo tapped within seconds!

“That Cross Armbreaker of Alberto El Patron’s is vicious.”

“My arm hurts just watching it.”

“Your arm might hurt because it’s broken.”

“I told you not to talk about that.”

A “That was awesome” chant was echoing through the building. The referee raised Alberto’s arm in victory and he left through the cheering crowd. As Chavo got up, Blue Demon continued to stare at him from outside the ring. Chavo stood, glaring at him. He shouted some insults at Demon then moved to confront him. The locker room emptied out to keep the two apart.

“No doubt about it, Chavo wanted a fight.”

“Who knows when he might get it? That’s all for tonight, good night everyone!”

LucianCarter · October 25, 2015

I'll post matches on an out of character level, in case people want to make predictions. In character matches would not be advertised in advance unless they show up in the diary itself.

Texano vs Aero Star

Angelico vs Mr Cisco

Blue Demon Jr. vs Killshot

Big Ryck and Daivari vs Drago and Prince Puma

Mootinie · October 25, 2015

Small pet peeve: his name is Cueto but numerous times you misspelled it Cuerto. Same for spelling Cuerno wrong at one point too. Other than that, I like it. The commentary works well.

Texano vs Aero Star

Angelico vs Mr Cisco

Blue Demon Jr. vs Killshot

Big Ryck and Daivari vs Drago and Prince Puma

I haven't even seen LU (yet), so these predictions should be interesting for me.

LucianCarter · October 25, 2015

Small pet peeve: his name is Cueto but numerous times you misspelled it Cuerto.

I appreciate the attention to detail. Will try to avoid that in the future

Kijar · October 25, 2015

Texano

Angelico

Blue Demon Jr

Drago/Puma

LucianCarter · October 25, 2015

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The dojo.

Pentagon Jr knees in front of Vampiro, facing away from him. A rack of kendo sticks sits beside them.

“Master, I am ready.”

Vampiro picks up a kendo stick in his good arm and starts slamming it into Pentagon’s back again and again. Pentagon holds in cries of pain.

OPENING

“The following lucha is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Mexicali, Baja California, Texano!”

At the announce table…

“Welcome one and all, to Lucha Underground. I am your host, Matt Striker and beside me, Vampiro.”

“Another great night of action. This is gonna be off the chain.”

Texano came to the ring in a Stetson, carrying a bull rope.”

“And the opponent, from the Cosmos, Aero Star.”

Aerostar runs to the ring, dives under the bottom rope, then climbs a turnbuckle and raises an arm to the crowd.

“Quite a match up we have here, the high flying Aero Star versus the rough and rugged Texano.”

“Yeah Matt, we may see some innovative offense in this lucha.”

The bell rings. Texano comes out swinging, just punching away on Aero Star. Aero Star gets used as a punching bag for a while until he fights back with a barrage of kicks to Texano’s hip and thigh. Texano runs back to the ropes and rebounds for a Clothesline, but it’s ducked.

“Good job ducking that Clothesline,” said Vampiro. “If it had hit it could have taken his head off.”

The match continues, speed versus brawn. Neither man shows any sign of flagging or letting up. Texano hits a Spinebuster for a near fall. Aerostar fights back, hits a huge Enzuigiri and gets a near fall of his own.

“Vamp, what’s the strategy for Aero Star in this match.”

“Dictate the pace; keep it moving at his octane level.”

Aero Star does just that with Dropkicks, running kicks and a Crossbody that just gets 2. As both men get back up, Texano launches a string of chops. The crowd calls out “Woo!” with each one. Aero Star goes for a Head Scissors, only to have Texano dodge. Aero Star hits the mat hard. Texano picks him up and delivers a Bridging Northern Lights Suplex. What the referee doesn’t see is Texano grabbing the ropes with one hand to keep Aero Star from kicking out. Texano picks up the win.

…

Alberto El Patron is walking down a hallway. Ahead of him Catrina steps from a side hall. She holds the mystic stone that fuels Mil Muertes’s power.

“You Alberto, are dangerous. You hold the believers in your hands. You have the wealth to influence men. And you have the heart of a lion.”

“I don’t think you came here to flatter me,” replied El Patron. He slowly approached her.

“No. As I said, you are dangerous, but nothing is more dangerous, than death.”

Mil Muertes came striding from around the corner and grabbed Alberto.

He struck with a fast Headbutt, then lifted the stunned Alberto up for a Powerbomb on the concrete floor. El Patron lay on his back, groaning. Catrina knelt beside him and gave him the lick of death up his cheek. She stood, raised the stone, then turned and walked off. Mil looked down on Alberto for a moment before following.

…

“The following lucha is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, already in the ring, from Johannesburg, South Africa, Angelico!”

“And his opponent, being accompanied by Cortez Castro, Mr. Cisco.”

“Castro and Mr. Cisco at a loose end right now. Before, they were always working for someone, now they seem to be all on their own,” observed Matt Striker.

The match began. Mr. Cisco whipped Angelico into the corner, but when he charged after him, Angelico lifted his leg high and Cisco ran face first into it.

“Angelico using his height, those long legs,” said Vampiro.

Angelico through a battery of kicks, Cisco fought back with a big Clothesline. Cisco stomped on Angelico until the South African was forced to roll out of the ring. Cisco followed. He tried to ram Angelico’s face into the apron, but Angelico caught himself. He mule kicked Cisco in the stomach then shoved him back into the ring. Angelico followed as Castro approached him on the outside.

“Castro Cortez a constant threat to interfere, but wary of getting his partner disqualified.”

“Yeah Matt, but no doubt about it, these guys know how to cheat.”

Cisco Bodyslammed Angelico and went for the pin. Two count. Cisco went for a running Splash, only to have Angelico lift the knees to counter! Cisco rolled into the corner and Angelico quickly ascended the ropes and leapt for a Superman Senton (Corkscrew Senton Bomb). 1…2…3!

“That Superman Senton was Mr. Cisco’s Kryptonite,” said an excited Matt Striker.

“You had comic books instead of friends when you were a kid, right Matt?”

“Be that as it may, Angelico picks up the win tonight.”

…

“So, why did you want to see me?”

“I beat Fenix. I deserve a shot at the Gift of the Gods.”

Dario considers as he pulls a cigar from a box on his desk and unwraps it.

“That’s one way of looking at it.”

“You don’t even like Fenix. Why not give me the shot?”

“Because there are many people who might deserve it. And who says I like you? After all, you already destroyed one title belt.”

Cage sneers.

Cueto continues, “Still, I will consider your request.” He picks up a lighter. “You can go.”

“You better consider it. You don’t want to see me pissed off.”

…

“The following Lucha is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Mexico City, Mexico, Blue Demon Jr!”

“Matt, I can’t say enough about what a legend this guy is. Sitting here watching him, I feel like I should be in the front row watching. That’s how big a fan of his I am.”

“And the opponent, from Tacoma, Washington, Killshot!”

The match started with Blue Demon in control. He hit a number of Suplexes and locked on a Single Leg Boston Crab. Killshot was able to withstand it long enough to reach the ropes. Killshot fought back after the break with an Axe Kick. He followed it up with a Splash and covered for a near fall.

“Matt, if Killshot can beat a legend like Blue Demon Jr, he’s going to shoot up in status in the locker-room.”

“More importantly, he’ll attract the attention of Dario Cueto.”

An exchange of punches and chops followed. Killshot hit a Jumping DDT for a near fall. Killshot went to the top turnbuckle, but Demon lunged forward and shook the ropes. Killshot fell to the mat. Blue Demon locked the Single Leg Boston Crab again and planted himself. Killshot couldn’t move him to get any closer to the ropes.

“Killshot in big trouble here,” said Striker.

“The strain on your leg and back from that move are even worse than they look.”

Killshot raised his hand to tap-

Chavo ran into the ring with a steel chair and wacked Blue Demon across the back! Referee Jimmy Korderas called for the bell.

“What the hell is Chavo doing here?” asked Vampiro.

“Chavo may feel Blue Demon Jr. cost him a match last week and be looking for revenge.”

“Well, he just handed Demon a win.”

Chavo hit Demon again, and again, and again, until the legend went down. Then Chavo tossed the chairs aside and left to a chorus of boos.

…

In the back-

Jack Evans is on his cell phone.

“Ok, you’re supposed to be my agent, what are you doing for me? A commercial? Yeah, I could get behind that. For what? Cialis?! Are you kidding me?” He looks up. His face shows worry. “I’ll call you back.”

Johnny Mundo and Melina are approaching from one side of the hall.

Prince Puma and Konan are coming from the other. Mundo and Puma walk straight down the center of the hall. Neither moves aside. They meet in the middle of the hall, face to face. They stand, stonefaced, staring at each other. Their managers try to convince them to just walk away. Mundo rears a fist back! Puma does the same. A flood of other wrestlers show up to pull them apart.

…

“The following is a tag team lucha and is your main event of the evening.”

“More crazy pairings from the mind of Dario Cueto,” said Vampiro.

“As inscrutable as Fu Machu, is our owner,” replied Matt Striker.

“Introducing first, the team of Big Ryck and Daivari.”

Big Ryck comes from the back, smoking a cigar. Daivari carries a glass of liquor.

“Vamp, these two have had some problems in the past, do you think they can get along?”

“Ryck cares about money. Winning means more money.”

“Yes, but Daivari has all the money he needs.”

“And their opponents, Drago and Prince Puma.”

“These two have battled in the past as well.”

“No doubt about it. They had a hell of a match for the Lucha Underground Championship.”

Ryck and Drago start. Ryck overpowers Drago, throwing him around the ring. He dragged him to his own corner, slammed his wrist into the ring post, then tagged in Daivari. Daivari continued to work on the wrist with a Top Wrist Lock. When Drago grabbed the ropes with his other arm, Daivari dropped to his back, lifting his knees so Drago’s wrist slammed into his knee.

“Ryck and Daivari using a simple strategy: isolate Drago and target his wrist.”

“You want to pick on a weakness. If you can’t find one, make one,” Vampiro replied.

Daivari stomped on Drago’s wrist, over and over again. He tagged in Ryck. Drago managed to roll out of the ring, but Ryck followed. Rick grabbed his arm and slammed the already weakened wrist into the ring apron. Before the count out, Ryck throws Drago back into the ring. But, as he climbs through the ropes, Drago rallies and nails him with a Super Kick! Ryck is in the ropes, and can’t be pinned, so Drago tags Prince Puma. Ryck tags at the same time.

“We finally see Prince Puma, the former champion, in this match.”

“No doubt about it, dude. There have been two champions EVER and this is one of them.”

Puma comes at Daivari, hitting a wave of kicks to his chest then a Backflip Kick. Ryck enters the ring illegally and comes after him. Puma dumps him out of the ring. Puma drags Daivari to his own corner and tags in Drago. Drago climbs the turnbuckle and leaps for a Dragon's Tail! (Flying headscissors transitioned into a rolling crucifix hold)

“The dragon can fly! Eat your heart out Smaug,” says Striker.

Drago covers, and gets the three count. A disgusted looking Big Ryck turns and heads straight to the back. The referee raises the arms of Puma and Drago as the crowd cheers them on. They bask in the praise before heading to the back as well.

Daivari finally stands. When suddenly, a man rams into him like a runaway train!

“Who the?” asks Vampiro.

“It’s… it’s Rhino!” yells Striker in a mix of enthusiasm and shock.

Rhino stands grinning over Daivari as the show ends.

LucianCarter · October 25, 2015

Both the predictors nailed it. Maybe I'm being predictable

Next show:

The Disciples of Death vs Ivelisse, Angelico and Son of Havoc for the Lucha Underground Trios Championships

Fenix vs King Cuerno

Bengala vs Cortez Castro

Drago and Prince Puma vs Texano and Jack Evans

Kijar · October 25, 2015

Nice job on the show!

The Disciples of Death vs Ivelisse, Angelico and Son of Havoc for the

Lucha Underground Trios Championships

Idk if they'll win the titles back but I really like them as a trio. Great dynamic.

Fenix vs King Cuerno

I prefer Fenix though.

Bengala vs Cortez Castro

Drago and Prince Puma vs Texano and Jack Evans

I think a win for Texano and Evans would elevate them but Drago and Puma are great.

smurphy1014 · October 25, 2015

The Disciples of Death vs Ivelisse, Angelico and Son of Havoc for the Lucha Underground Trios Championships

Fenix vs King Cuerno

Bengala vs Cortez Castro

Drago and Prince Puma vs Texano and Jack Evans

Dave_Scott · October 25, 2015

The Disciples of Death vs Ivelisse, Angelico and Son of Havoc for the Lucha Underground Trios Championships

Fenix vs King Cuerno

Bengala vs Cortez Castro

Drago and Prince Puma vs Texano and Jack Evans

Mootinie · October 25, 2015

The Disciples of Death vs Ivelisse, Angelico and Son of Havoc for the Lucha Underground Trios Championships

Fenix vs King Cuerno

Bengala vs Cortez Castro

Drago and Prince Puma vs Texano and Jack Evans

LucianCarter · October 26, 2015

Thanks for all the support so far! I'm writing up the next episode now.

Prediction results

Mootinie 4/4

Kijar 4/4

I'll track the total #s by in game month. At the end of the month the winner will get a "unique opportunity."

LucianCarter · October 26, 2015

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OPENING

“Welcome believers! I am Matt Striker-“

“The teacher.”

“And, alongside Vampiro, we’re here to call all the action.”

The ring announcer announced the first match.

‘The following lucha is a trios match and it is for the Lucha Underground Trios titles. Introducing first, the team of Son of Havoc, Angélico and Ivelisse.

“Vamp, this team has always been dysfunctional. Now that they have their rematch for the Trios Championship, can they make it work?”

“Dude, they have to. This could be their last shot.”

Ivelisse’s leg seems to have healed.

“And the opponents, being accompanied by Catrina, they are the Lucha Underground Trios Champions, The Disciples of Death!

Catrina carries the stone as the three creepy men in white skull masks follow her.

“Vamp, how do you describe The Disciples of Death?”

“Matt, I’ve been involved in some dark stuff in my career. Vampire cults, black magic, and more. I’ve never seen anything like these guys.”

Angelico starts for his side. The Disciples are hard to even tell apart. Angelico gets some offense in to start, but it quickly breaks down. All six people spill into the ring and a pier 6 brawl goes on while Jimmy Korderas tries to restore order. One of the disciples managed to hit a Double Clothesline to knock Ivelisse and Angelico out of the ring.

“Vamp, do we even know who’s legal here?”

“Dude, who cares? Just enjoy this action, it’s off the hook.”

Two of the Disciples Double Suplexed Son of Havoc. Korderas finally, got the ring back down to two people. But, on the outside, the other two Disciples went after Ivelisse and Angelico. But Angelico picked up Ivelisse horizontally and charged the Disciples, using his partner as a weapon to knock them both down!

“Woah!” cried Vampiro, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen that before.”

“This is Lucha Underground, where we feature equal opportunity violence.”

But in the ring, Son of Havoc was on the ropes. He was taking one hell of a beating and looking beat up. Catrina stood on the apron and raised the rock as one of the Disciples went for a pin. 1…2… And Ivelisse knocked Catrina off the apron, distracting the Disciple enough for Havoc to kick out. Ivelisse locked a Rear Chokehold on Catrina on the outside and all three Disciples came after her. That gave Havoc the opening to tag in Angelico. Angelico ran across the ring and leapt over the top rope, did a Corkscrew in mid-air and crashed into all three Disciples with a huge Crossbody!

“Woah!” cried Vampiro.

“Angelico flying like a modern day Rocketeer.”

A “holy ****” chant broke out among the believers.

“The crowd took the words out of my mouth, dude.”

Angelico dragged one of the Disciples back into the ring and covered. 1…2…3!

“Here are your winners, and the NEW Lucha Underground Trios Champions, Angelico, Ivelisse and Son of Havoc!”

The trio could barely believe it. They had the titles again.

“What a Cinderella story this is. This team that nobody ever thought could make it are champs once again.”

Catrina looked at her downed disciples with open disgust. She turned her back on them and stormed off.

“It looks like Catrina is abandoning these men. What does that mean for them?” asked Vampiro.

“It will be interesting to see what they do next.”

…

Dario Cueto is in his office with…

“Johnny,” Cueto began, “I asked you here to find out where you stand these days. We have been enemies. We have been allies. I prefer us as allies.”

“I could get behind that. But what’s in it for me?”

“I can’t promise you a title shot quite yet.”

Melina spoke up, “Then why are you wasting our time.”

“Surely, there must be something else you want.”

Melina and Johnny exchanged glances.

“Money,” she calmly replied.

“Then I will give you an opportunity to earn a very nice payday. Next week, choose any opponent you want. And the prize will be considerable.”

“It better be,” Johnny said as he and Melina turned and left.

---

“The following lucha is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from the highlands of Guerro, Mexico, King Cuerno!”

“Vamp, King Cuerno is on a bit of a skid lately. He could really use a win to get back in form.”

“Sometimes you just get on a down streak. But one win can turn the whole mess around, no doubt about it.”

“And his opponent, from Mexico City, Mexico… Fenix!”

“Vamp buddy, are you-“

Matt is cut off as someone pulls up a chair beside him.

“Greeting gents,” comes a British accent.

“What are you doing here?” asked a shocked Striker.

“Dario Cueto thought a new set of eyes might bring some good ideas to Lucha Underground. He hired me as a consultant.”

“Ok man,” said Vampiro, “but we don’t need change, we’re doing just fine.”

“Anything can be improved.”

The match began. Cuerno started in control, locking on an Abdominal Stretch.

“Classic wrestling move there,” said Nigel, “wears the opponent down, makes it harder for them to breathe. And if you can’t breathe, you can’t fight.”

Cuerno kept the move locked on for a long time before he gave up and whipped Fenix into the corner. Cuerno charged, only to eat an elbow to the jaw. Planting his arms on the ropes, Fenix pushed up to kick Cuerno in the jaw with both feet. Fenix climbs the turnbuckles as Cuerto struggles to sit up. Fenix leaps, and delivers La Garra del Fénix (Diving double knee drop to the chest). He covers, and picks up the win.

“Fenix proving again why he is the rightful holder of the Gift of the Gods,” said Striker.

“And he’ll hold it until he cashes it in; or someone takes it from him,” Nigel replied.

As Fenix, then Cuerno, leave the ring, Alberto El Patron’s music plays.

Alberto enters the ring.

“So, Dario Cueto has a new pet,” Alberto says. “Let’s see if it has any bite. Mil Muertes attacked me. I want revenge. I want a shot at his title.”

Suddenly, Big Ryck’s music played.

Ryck stepped from the back, cigar in hand.

“Not so fast. If anybody should be rewarded with a title shot around here it’s me.”

“You expect one lapdog to feed another?” Alberto shot back.

Just then, Blue Demon Jr. came down the stairs.

“I have been wrestling longer than any of you,” he said. “I am a legend. I deserve a shot.”

Then Chavo Guererro’s music hit!

“If he wants a shot,” said Chavo as he pointed at Blue Demon. “Then I want a shot. Just to take it away from him.”

“Boys, boys, boys,” said Nigel, “this is my first night. I’m not going to make a decision like that quite yet. Now, Dario did ask for my opinion on who should get a shot. I told him what I’ll tell you; I’ll think about it.”

None of the four looked happy as they made their way to the back.

“The following lucha is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, being accompanied by Mr. Cisco, from Havana, Cuba, Cortez Castro!”

“I said it before,” Striker said, “these two are something a rudderless ship at the moment. A pair of ancient mariners so to speak.”

“I’m beginning to understand why people say you make obscure references,” commented Nigel.

“And the opponent, from the heart of the jungle, Bengala!”

“I’m really looking forward to this,” said Vampiro. “This should be a crazy match.”

They locked up to start, Cortez shoved Bengala back and hit a Savate Kick. Bengala feints left and, when Cortez moves to dodge, he sweeps his legs from the right. Bengala drops an elbow on Cortez’s face.

“That’s bone on bone dude, I can tell you from experience, it hurts,” said Vampiro.

“Couldn’t agree with you more,” added Nigel.

Corte fought back with basic strikes, peppering Bengala. The he hits a Snap Suplex. He covers, but only gets a two count.

“Pinfall attempt failed.”

“That’s not going to be enough to put away a competitor like Bengala. This isn’t the bush league,” said Vampiro.

Cortez picked up Bengala, in position for a Powerbomb. But Bengala fights back, pounding at Cortez’s face until Cortez is forced to drop him to his feet.

“Excellent reversal there,” said Nigel, “you can see why people love all the action here in Lucha Underground.”

Mr. Cisco climbed on the apron, yelling at Bengala. Bengala stayed focused, and whipped Cortex into his own partner! They collided. Cisco fell to the arena floor and a woozy Cortez spun around to face Bengala. Bengala hit a stiff kick to Cortez’s knee. Cortez slumped to kneel on that knee. Bengala ran at the ropes, rebounded back and hit a Shining Wizard!

“What an impact!” cried Striker.

“I’ve seen trucks that didn’t hit that hard,” Nigel added.

Bengala covered and got the win!

…

Mil Muertes sat on a bench in the locker room.

“Forget those disciples. They were weak. They distracted us from what really matters. You, and your title. Let those fools have their Trios Championship. We know what belt really matters. And what matters is beating anyone Cueto puts in our way. We started on El Patron, but there will be others.”

Muertes turned to look at her, determination etched on his masked face.

“Yes, I know. You want to destroy them all. In good time, in good time.”

She leaned in and kissed him.

…

Daivari walked the corridor to Dario Cuteo’s office. He raised his hand to knock.

WHAM!!!

Rhino slammed into him with a Gore than folded him like origami. Daivari laid on the floor, clutching his ribs. Rhino smiled, then turned and walked away.

…

“The following lucha is your main event of the evening and is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, being accompanied by Konnan, the team of Drago and Prince Puma.”

“Vamp, we saw Drago and Prince Puma team up last week. If this becomes a permanent arrangement can you imagine what the might mean for Lucha Underground?”

“Why do you just ask him? Why not me?” asked Nigel.

“Sorry, not quite used to you being here yet.”

“And the opponents, Texano and Jack Evans!”

Texano comes to the ring with his bull rope. Evans does his usual shenanigans, jumping around, flipping into a handstand, walking and jumping on his hands. Texano does not look impressed. Everyone reaches the ring and the match begins with Puma facing Jack Evans. Both fly around the ring, showing off their speed and the offense they can generate from it.

“These two are really putting on a show,” said Nigel.

“But all the flashy moves and fancy offense means nothing if you can’t put your opponents away,” Vampiro replied.

Evans catches Puma with a Scoop Slam and makes a tag to Texano. Texano came in and started stomping a mudhole on Puma.

“Dude, this is going on forever. How is Puma going to recover?”

“He needs to make a tag. I realize I’m stating the obvious, but what else can he do?” asked Nigel.

Texano picks up Puma and simply drodrops him belly-first on the top rope. Texano then grabbed his legs and pulled him back to hit a rope-hung DDT from the top rope!

“What a slam!” cried Striker.

“That could well end the match,” said Nigel.

Texano covers. 1… 2… Drago breaks up the pin!

“Great save,” said Vampiro, “that’s what you hope your partner will do for you.”

Referee Jim Korderas stepped in to get Drago back to his corner and, behind his back, Texano and Evans both stomped away on Puma. Evans pulled Puma to his feet as Texano went into the three point stance. Evans held him up as the referee continued to deal with Drago. Texano charges – and Puma gets a leg up and hits him square in the solar plexus.

“Nice counter,” said Striker.

“There’s life in him yet,” added Nigel.

“Come on guys, don’t sound surprised. This is Prince Puma, the first ever Lucha Underground Champion. Look at all he’s done.”

Evans retreats to his corner.

“Drago has yet to officially get in this match,” observed Striker.

With Texano down, Puma drops a knee into his chest. Then he manages to stumble to his corner and tag in Drago. Drago comes in, springs off the bottom rope and flips for a Senton on Texano. He covers, kick out at two. Both men stand. Drago goes for a Monkey Flip, but Texano slips free. Texano fires a few elbow strikes at Drago to back him off then makes a dash for his partner. Drago grabs him by the ankle and tries to pull him back. The referee turns to make sure Puma is not entering the ring and, as he does, Evans loudly slaps his hands together. The referee hears it and thinks a tag has been made.

“What the?” asked Striker. “There was no tag.”

“That’s called cunning,” said Vampiro.

By the time Drago released Texano, Evans is on him. He grabs him for a Fisherman Suplex! The cover gets 2. He stands and leaps in the air, corkscrewing as he does. He comes down hard – onto Drago’s lifted knees! Evans bounces off, rolling on the mat in agony. Drago stood and grabbed Evans’s ankles. He dragged Evans to his corner. Puma reached out and tagged in. Drago did a back flip into a Senton on Evans, then rolled off. Puma climbed to the top turnbuckle.

“We know dragons fly,” said Vampiro. “Now we’re going to see a puma fly!”

Puma leapt up, spinning in the air around and around, to land the 630 Splash! Texano charged into the ring, only to be stopped by Drago hitting him with the Dragon's Tail (Flying headscissors transitioned into a rolling crucifix hold)! Both men were down. Korderas dropped to count. 1…2…3!

“What a main event that was,” said Nigel, “I’m certainly glad I came.”

…

Puma is making his way to the locker room, clearly banged up. Ahead of him, Johnny Mundo steps from the room. They lock eyes. Seconds pass. Johnny takes a step forward – and a host of other wrestlers spill out of the locker room to keep them apart…

LucianCarter · October 26, 2015

Prediction results:

Kijar 2/4 (6/8)

smurphy 2/4 (2/8)

DaveScott 3/4 (3/8)

Mootinie 2/4 (6/8)

For the next show:

Ivelisse, Angelico and Son of Havoc vs Ricky Mantel, Argenis and El Mariachi Loco for the Trios Championships

The Mack vs King Cuerno

Big Ryck vs Drago

Johnny Mundo vs Alberto El Patron - $10,000 Ladder Match

Bonus question: Who will die?

Kijar · October 26, 2015

Ivelisse, Angelico and Son of Havoc vs Ricky Mantel, Argenis and El Mariachi Loco for the Trios Championships

The Mack vs King Cuerno

Close call.

Big Ryck vs Drago

Close call.

Johnny Mundo vs Alberto El Patron - $10,000 Ladder Match

Close call.

Lol

Bonus question: Who will die? Jack Evans?

No clue. Lol

Mootinie · October 26, 2015

Ivelisse, Angelico and Son of Havoc vs Ricky Mantel, Argenis and El Mariachi Loco for the Trios Championships

The Mack vs King Cuerno

Big Ryck vs Drago

Johnny Mundo vs Alberto El Patron - $10,000 Ladder Match

Bonus question: Who will die? The Disciples Of Death

LucianCarter · October 26, 2015

Given that Kijar and Mootinie both made predictions for show #2, one of them has now locked up a win in the contest for month 1. One of you will get the "unique opportunity."

Happy0wns · October 26, 2015

Ivelisse, Angelico and Son of Havoc vs Ricky Mantel, Argenis and El Mariachi Loco for the Trios Championships

The Mack vs King Cuerno

Big Ryck vs Drago

Johnny Mundo vs Alberto El Patron - $10,000 Ladder Match

Bonus question: Who will die? Uh. Uh. Uh Dies.

SteenBTW · October 26, 2015

Ivelisse, Angelico and Son of Havoc vs Ricky Mantel, Argenis and El Mariachi Loco for the Trios Championships

The Mack vs King Cuerno

Big Ryck vs Drago

Johnny Mundo vs Alberto El Patron - $10,000 Ladder Match

Bonus question: Who will die? Big Rick?

Uncrewed · October 27, 2015

Ivelisse, Angelico and Son of Havoc vs Ricky Mantel, Argenis and El Mariachi Loco for the Trios Championships

The Mack vs King Cuerno

Big Ryck vs Drago

Johnny Mundo vs Alberto El Patron - $10,000 Ladder Match

Bonus question: Who will die?- Dario Cueto (SHOCKER )

LucianCarter · October 27, 2015

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The dojo…

Close up of Vampiro kneeling.

“You have done well my student. But there is much more that I have planned for you. Together we will-“

Suddenly, a katana blade bursts through his stomach from behind. Pan back to reveal Pentago Jr. holding the blade.

“I have learned all I will learn from you,” spits Pentagon in Spanish as he pulls the blade out. His eyes full of shock, Vampiro slumps to the floor, bleeding heavily. Pentagon takes the bloody blade and walks away.

OPENING

“Good evening everyone, I am Matt Striker and with me is Nigel McGuinness. And we have no idea where Vampiro is. Vamp, I hope everything is ok.”

“Well, as they say, the show must go on,” said Nigel, “and what a show it is.”

“Very true, we start with Trios action, in fact, we start with a Trios Championship match!”

“The following lucha is set for one fall, and it is a trios match for the Lucha Undergound Trio Championship. Introducing first, the team of Ricky Mandel, Argenis and El Mariachi Loco!”

“We have not seen these three in a little while,” said Striker.

“What a way to make a return.”

“And the opponents, they are the Lucha Underground Trio Champions, Ivelisse, Son of Havoc and Angelico!”

The match begins with Ricky Martel taking on Angelico. Angelico takes the early advantage, but Martel takes over when he manages to drop Angelico neck first on the top rope. He nearly gets DQed choking Angelico with the ropes. He tags to El Mariachi Loco who continues the beating. Angelico finally breaks free to make a tag, but Argenis distracts Son of Havoc and Angelico only has Ivelisse to tag to. El Mariachi Loco looks at her smugly, until she starts slapping the hell out of him! He retreats and tags in Argenis. Argenis and Ivelisse exchange shots for almost a minute, Ivelisse looking like a match for him. Argenis finally catches her with a Bodyslam, but it’s in her own corner and Son of Havoc is able to make a tag. He comes in like a house on fire, beats on Argenis, and finally hits him with a Death From Above. His partners cut off Argenis’s and Son of Havoc gets the pin.

“This once dysfunctional team is now working together like a well-oiled machine,” says Matt Striker.

“Very true,” says Nigel, “who else can form a trio to stop them?”

As the champs celebrate with their belt, Daivari appears at the top of the stairs. The other wrestler leaves as Daivari speaks.

“Rhino! I have had enough of your attacks. I want you to come out here and tell me why you seem to think I’m your personal punching bag.”

Rhino appeared from the other entrance.

“You want to know why?”

“Damn right I do.”

“I don’t like people like you.”

“People like me?!”

“And I don’t mean your race. I mean rich people. People who think they can buy their way into anything. People who think their money makes them better than anybody else. I grew up dirt poor. I had to fight and scratch for everything I’ve ever earned. You? You have mommy and daddy’s bankbook backing you and you don’t have to work for anything. And I’m not going to let you have your way here like I let people lord their money over me all my life.”

“Alright then. Next week, you and me in a match. And since we’re never going to get along, the loser leaves Lucha Underground, FOREVER!”

“You got it!”

…

“The following lucha is set for one fall. Coming to the ring, from the highlands of Guerro, Mexico, King Cuerno!”

“The hunter hunts again,” said Striker.

“I like this guy. He has focus, he has determination. He could be a star someday,” Nigel added.

“And the opponent, from South Central, Los Angeles, California, The Mack!”

The two squared off. Mack continued to move well for a man his size, hitting a few spectacular moves, but King Cuerno had his number for most of the match. IT ended, not with a bang, but with a whimper, as Cuerno caught The Mack with a Backslide and, using the ropes for leverage, actually won the match with it.

…

Blue Demon Jr. was at a vending machine getting bottled water when Chavo Guerrero Jr. attacked him behind and rammed his face into the glass of the machine, splintering it.

He continued doing so until the glass finally gave way entirely. He dropped Demon to the floor and stole his bottled water. He opened it, took a long sip, then said “It’s true what they say, vending machines can be dangerous.” He walked off.

…

“The following lucha is set for one fall. Introducing first, from El Inframundo, Drago!”

“Drago has won 3 matches already this month. Can he make it a clear sweep?” asked Striker.

“Remember,” Nigel responded “those three wins were in tag action. Singles is an entirely different game.”

“And the opponent, from the City of Angels, Big Ryck!”

Ryck puts his cigar out as he reaches the ring.

“So Matt, who’s your pick to win this one?”

“I don’t like to make predications around here; you really never know what might happen.”

“Well, that’s certainly the coward’s way out of answering the question.”

The bell rang. Drago struck first with a kick to the gut, but Ryck fought it off and responded with a huge punch. Ryck continued to simply pound on Drago for a while then he whipped Drago into the corner and charged for a Lariat. He backed up again to repeat the move but Drago used the ropes to flip backwards to the apron and Ryck crashed into the turnbuckles. Drago hit a Springboard Neckbreaker and covered. 1..2 – kick out.

“Drago holding his own,” said Striker.

“These are both world class competitors, no surprise they’re both in contention.”

“Can /you/ pick a winner?”

“I’m new here, give it time.”

Ryck rolled over; Drago stood and applied a Dragon Sleeper. After a long struggle, Ryck managed to tear free. They squared off again; Ryck hit a Shoulder Block, then a Bodyslam. His cover only got a one. He tried to pick Drago up for a Torture Rack, but Drago fought free and Dropkicked him. He grabbed Ryck by the head and dropped backwards, raising his knees so Ryck’s chest slammed into them as he fell forward.

“Codebreaker!” exclaimed Striker.

“Don’t call it that.”

“What would you call it?”

“A Reverse Lungblower I suppose.”

Drago covered. 1…2…kickout!

“That was closer than my last shave,” said McGuinness.

The believers were chanting Drago’s name as he stood and stalked Big Ryck. Big Ryck slowly recovered as Drago waited across the ring. Ryck fished in his shorts pocket. Drago sprang off the ropes and came at Ryck, who turned around and /nailed/ him with a huge punch. Drago collapsed to the mat. Referee Jimmy Korderas dropped to count.

“Something seems off here,” said Striker. “Do you see something in Ryck’s hand?”

1…2…3!

Ryck rolled off and turned from the ref. He cautiously pulled something from his hand and stuffed it back in his pocket.

“Were those brass knuckles?” asked Striker.

“I didn’t see anything,” Nigel replied.

“Drago went down awfully easily from just one punch.”

“Well, Big Ryck’s a strong guy.”

“Maybe we should get a review or something? Aren’t you Dario Cueto’s consultant?”

“I’m sure it’s fine. Anyway, earlier today I sat down with Prince Puma and Konnan. We have that interview for you now.”

…

“Prince Puma, Konnan, thank you for joining me,” began Nigel. “Vampiro normally conducts these interviews, but he is away today.”

“No probs. We’d rather talk to you,” said Konnan.

“Prince Puma was the last champion. What’s your plan to get the title back?”

“Puma has been placed in tag matches ever since he lost the title. And he’s won. But that’s not enough. We want to see him in singles matches. Matches against the top competitors. That will prove he deserves a rematch.”

“Your client seems to be having problems with Johnny Mundo lately. What’s going on there?”

“It’s not Puma who has the problem. It’s Mundo. He thinks he can kiss up to the boss and get what he wants. Like tonight.”

“You’re talking about the $10,000 ladder match between Johnny Mundo and Alberto EL Patron?”

“Yeah. Why isn’t Puma in that match? No offense to Alberto El Patron, but my boy would make a much better luchador to be facing him. Dario Cueto better wake up and realize he’s in danger of pissing off the best guy he has working for him.”

“We’ll have to see. Thank you for your time, both of you.”

“You got it. And you do this way better than that jackass Vampiro.”

…

“The following lucha is your main event of the evening, and is a $10,000 Ladder Match! The first luchador to climb the ladder and retrieve the briefcase will win the match and earn the money. Introducing first, being accompanied by Melina, from Hollywood, California… Johnny Mundo!”

“And the opponent, from San Luis Potosí, Mexico, Alberto El Patron!”

As the competitors gather in the ring, Konnan and Puma appeared on the upper level, watching.

Patron and Mundo stare up at the briefcase, hanging above the ring.

“No rules here, anything goes,” said Striker.

The match begins. Both men raced at the other and a long exchange of punches followed. El Patron took the advantage, throwing Mundo out of the ring. He ran to the far side of the ring and rebounded off the ropes. He came back towards Mundo – only to have Melina leap up on the apron and get in his way. Melina screamed at him as he stopped before her… and he slapped the taste out of her mouth! She dropped off the apron, holding her face in pain.

“Alberto El Patron making it clear Melina should not get in his way,” said Striker.

“If women can compete here they should expect to be treated equally at all times,” agreed Nigel.

Mundo suddenly grabbed Patron’s legs and pulled him off his feet and out of the ring. He started beating on him, just pounding on his head. Finally, he hits a Head Scisscors on the outside, sending Patron crashing into the arena floor. He goes for a ladder.

“Johnny Mundo introducing fifteen feet of steel into this match,” said Striker.

“You need a ladder to win the money.”

“You can also use it as a weapon.”

“Of course.”

Johnny slides the ladder into the ring, but Alberto is up behind him and he rams Johnny’s head into the ring apron. Alberto slides into the ring and sets up the ladder under the briefcase. Johnny comes after him. Alberto dodges a high kick and Johnny’s ankle slams into the ladder. Johnny drops, holding his ankle.

“That could be a break or a fracture. Is Johnny Mundo out of this match?” asked Striker.

Alberto starts to climb, Johnny pulls himself back up and climbs after him. They battle on top of the ladder, until Alberto grabs Mundo’s arm and hangs off it, a hanging arm breaker atop the ladder! Mundo screams in pain until El Patron lets go and he drops to the ring below. El Patron stays on the ladder and climbs up to take the briefcase!

“Nice move by Alberto El Patron,” said Nigel, “and it will show up in his bank balance tomorrow.”

Patron takes the briefcase and raises it to the cheers of the crowd. He heads for the exit-

And Mil Muertes ambushes him! He clubs El Patron in the back of the head then grabs him and hits the Flatliner on the concrete floor! Above, Prince Puma moves to intercede but Konnan holds him back. Johnny Mundo watches, holding his arm. Catrina moves in and picks up the briefcase, then carries it off. Muertes turns and follows.

…

The show is over, the crowd is gone. The entire roster is assembled by the ring, looking around with confusion. Dario Cueto emerges from his office, looking devastated.

“My luchadores,” he says, “I have terrible news. There was… a robbery… a home invasion. I’m sorry but… Ian Hodgkinson, Vampiro… is dead.”

LucianCarter · October 27, 2015

Prediction results:

Kijar 3/4 (9/12)

Moontinie 2/4 (8/12)

Happy0wens 3/4 (3/12)

SteenBTW 3/4 (3/12)

Uncrewed 3/4 (3/12)

DaveScott (3/12)

smurphy (2/12)

No one guessed the big death. The Disciples of Death may be gone, but they're not who I was referring to.

Kijar wins the month. Kijar, here is your "unique opportunity"

Pick any worker in the T-Zone September 2015 mod by Forlan and I will make an offer to hire them. No guarantees they take the offer but I will try.

We start over for month 2 (October 2015).

Sexy Star, Killshot and Bengala vs Ricky Mandel, Argenis and El Mariachi Loco

Super Fly vs Cage

Daivari vs Rhino - Loser leaves Lucha Underground

Drago vs Alberto El Patron vs Angelico - #1 contender's match

smurphy1014 · October 27, 2015

Sexy Star, Killshot and Bengala vs Ricky Mandel, Argenis and El Mariachi Loco

Super Fly vs Cage

Daivari vs Rhino - Loser leaves Lucha Underground

Drago vs Alberto El Patron vs Angelico - #1 contender's match

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