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PostSubject: Lucha Loco 03/10/2011   Thu Mar 10, 2011 10:54 am



Jim Jackson: "Good evening and welcome ladies and gentlemen to another edition of Lucha Loco and what a card we have for everyone tonight! We have The DWMA taking on the IRA in a tag match, we have Lucian Blackheart defending his ULOL Ligero Maximo title against two of ULOL's best lightweights..."

Brad Blood: "Um Jim..."

Jim Jackson: "Not now Brad, I'm still opening the show... Anyway where was I, oh yes Lucian Blackheart will be taking on Nao Fook Mi and Brostar and for our main even..."

Brad Blood: "JIM!!!!!!"

Jim Jackson: "What?! Holy...."

The camera pans out and we see the whole front row ringside seats lined up with angry villagers with torches and pitchforks. They are waving signs that say "BRING TROY AND ZOMBIE TO JUSTICE!" "GIVE US THE MURDERERS! HAND OVER TROY AND ZOMBIE!" "WE SHALL AVENGE OUR LOVE ONES WITH Q!"

Brad Blood: "It's more of Q's countrymen Jim! They looks like they are out for blood!"

Jim Jackson: "Uh... I think we should start the show then, hopefully some good wrestling may diffuse this situation... LET THE LUNACY BEGIN!"






The Camera fades from black to show Allister King, Scott Logan and Samantha Collins sitting in the GM office playing poker.

Allister King: "Why are people constantly annoying me for things?"

Samantha Collins: "It's your job douche bag!"

Scott Logan: "What she said."

Allister King: "Well stop it!"

Allister lights a cigarette.

Allister King: "2 Pairs, Jacks and 7's. Eat it bitches."

Samantha Collins: "Wait, 3 Queens!"

Scott Logan: "Ha! I win, Full house, Jacks and Queens."

Scott takes a drink of his beer.

Allister King: "Damn good hand mate."

Samantha Collins: "You Cheaty Bastard! How can you have those if me and Allister have them?"

Scott Logan: "The Heart of the Cards, Yu-gi-oh biatch."

Sammie slaps Scott across the back of the head.

Samantha Collins: "Look you have cheated. You have cards in your pockets."

Scott Logan: "No I don't."

Sammie takes the cards out of his pockets.

Scott Logan: "Crap!!"

Scott grabs his beer plus and extra one and runs out the door.

Allister King: "More beer for me!"

Samantha Collins: "What you talking about? You have a match later."

Allister King: "Trust me I have a plan so we can easily win the match."

Samantha Collins: "You abusing your powers?"

Sammie kisses Allister.

Samantha Collins: "I'm so proud of you."

Allister King: "Well every man needs a manipulative woman to help him."

Sammie headbutts Allister and leaves the room.

Allister King: "Damn you whore!! Damn you to the feckin' pits of hell!"

Allister drinks more beer.

Allister King: "She has a great headbutt."

Allister continues to drink as the camera fades to black.






The scene opens with the shadows of two figures walking alongside each other down the hallways. As the figures come to a stop the camera pans out and there stands the undead beast Zombie standing next to the Primo Ultimo Champion, Alexander Conway. The camera picks up on a part of the Primo Ultimo title belt glinting in the light. The rest of the belt lies lodged inside of Zombie. Zombie's skin already seems to be healing itself around the belt solidifying the belt into place even more. He looks sadly down at the belt protruding from his stomach and flicks the metal.

Zombie: "Damn it! I told those damn surgeons I would've given you the belt would you have won! And you did ... I only kept it away from Shogun not you."

He curses under his breath.

Zombie: "And believe me I'd rather YOU have this belt than have to accompany you everywhere you go! Is this your locker room I need to sit down..."

Alexander takes a deep breath. Trying his best not to look, or smell, the rotting bulk of flesh beside him.

Alexander Conway: "If I would of known I'd have to have you follow me around, I'd of been half tempted to lose that match last week. And would you quit fingering my title, you little creep?"

Alexander opens his locker room door. His lips curve downwards into a frown at the sight before him. On two chairs sit Leon Hinomoto and Ray Kamaura.

Alexander Conway: "Ok, guys, just because I am part of The DWMA, doesn't mean you two can just waltz into my locker room anytime you damn well please."

Ray chuckles at Alexander Conway then he looks toward Zombie and his smile turns into a frown.

Ray Kamaura: "But we scratched our names into the door under your name plate! This is our locker room now BUDDY!"

Ray walks over and gives Alexander Conway a bear hug then sets him down. He turns and walks over to a little box.

Ray Kamaura: "By the way, Zombie, I have something for you. I figure that you work for us now so you should smell the part."

Ray turns quickly and sprays Zombie with a whole can of air freshener.

Ray Kamaura: "So I've always been wondering something about you Zombie... So I'm going to ask this in the nicest way possible."

Ray pauses to build suspense.

Ray Kamaura: "Well I know you're rotting and your limbs kinda break easily and all but what I really wanna know is ... Does your penis fall off?"


Alexander waves off Ray's question.

Alexander Conway: "Don't indulge his stupidity, Zombie, you'll only be making it worse."

Alexander punches Ray in the shoulder.

Alexander Conway: "Don't ever touch me. What happened to your locker room anyway?"

Ray Kamaura: "Well the room they gave us was really small and full of brooms and mops. Come to think of it, it was a cleaning supplies closet. GOD DAMN YOU ALLISTER!!!! That devious bastard! His evil tactics know no bounds!"

Ray falls to the ground screaming the word "KHAN"

Ray Kamaura: "But all Star Trek references aside, we decide to use your room as our base of operations. Until we actually win the tag titles."


Alexander chuckles.

Alexander Conway: "A supply closet, that's rather amusing. It sorta fits someone of your skill level. All kidding aside, get out of my locker room."

A look of hurt over takes Ray's perfect face.

Ray Kamaura: "But we were here first so you get out."


Alexander shrugs

Alexander Conway: "Fine, suit yourself. I better warn you though, I watch a lot of porn."

Alexander looks at zombie.

Alexander Conway: "I didn't warn you because I plan on locking you into a trunk somewhere."

Ray Kamaura: "Do you have my videos? The Best Of Big Ray?"

Alexander Conway: "The best of tiny Tim? No, no I'm not interested in tiny Tim's walking problems."

Ray Kamaura: "THAT WAS ONE TIME!!!! AND THE MONEY WAS GREAT!"

Alexander Conway: "So....you're the pitcher now?"

Ray Kamaura: "Depends on how much money you got!"

Alexander Conway: "So how much does Leon have then? I heard some rumors involving you, him, summer camp, and a little wax."

Ray Kamaura: "OMG does everybody know about that?"

Ray chuckles sarcastically... A LOT

Ray Kamaura: "So if Zombie is your title, then I have a question! Can I hoist Zombie above my head?"


Alexander Conway: "Why would I-"

Ray Grabs Zombie, before Alexander can finish his sentence, and lifts him over his head. Ray repositons Zombie over his shoulder and walks around like he's the champ.

Ray Kamaura: "I am the Primo Ultimo Champion! Shogun can SUCK IT!!!!!!"


Alexander moves to grab Zombie off of Ray's shoulder, but hesitates at the sight of the rotting flesh.

Alexander Conway: "Ugh....I want to pull him off of your shoulder, but I don't want to touch him."

Alexander gets behind Leon, grabs Leon's arms, and works Leon like a puppet, using him to try and pull Zombie down. Apprehensive himself, Leon quickly shoves Alexander off of him and wipes his hands off on Ray's singlet.

Alexander Conway: "Ahh, oh well. He'll bite you eventually. That's part of the reason why I want to lock him away...."

Ray tosses Zombie at Alexander, then starts to search in his bag.

Ray Kamaura: "Don't worry I think I have an old ball gag in here somewhere."

Ray pulls his hands out and throws a ball gag to Alexander

Ray Kamaura: "But I don't want to know what we are gonna do about the IRA and Age of Suck? We need to get ourselves some gold. You being the Primo Zombie Ultimo Champion could use some pull to get us a title match."


Alexander side steps Zombie and quickly tosses the ball gag back as though it were a hot potato.

Alexander Conway: "I don't want something that's been in Leon's mouth!"

Alexander wipes his hands on his pants.

Alexander Conway: "And I have no pull with Allister....that son of a bitch used the money for a new title on booze!"

Ray looks down at the ball gag in his hand then he tosses it to the side.

Ray Kamaura: "That bastard lost our match! We beat him fair and square. There is no doubt in my mind that we could beat The Age of Suck."


Alexander shakes his head.

Alexander Conway: "It's not cheating only if you do not get caught. You two got caught. That drunk bastard has had your number for a while now. I mean, at the battle royale, he barfed all over you before making you trip out of the ring. And then you two got caught cheating due to a second official reversing the decision."

Alexander holds up three fingers.

Alexander Conway: "Third time's a charm, Allister and Logan will probably be too drunk to find their way out of their new office again anyway. Why don't you two just challenge them to a rematch? Speaking of Allister, how do you lose to a drunk to begin with?"

Ray sits down and takes a drink of water.

Ray Kamaura: "Mrs. Winslow gave us a rematch for tonight and the way I see it, if they don't drag their drunk ass to the ring that's a forfeit and we become the number one contenders."


Alexander raises his eyebrows at Ray.

Alexander Conway: "Where in the hell did you get that water? I could have sworn you didn't have that when you were fondling Zombie. As for the forfeit, don't get your hopes up. He's the GM after all."

Ray Kamaura: "Water button!"

Alexander Conway: "I didn't install a water button."

Ray looks puzzled¿

Ray Kamaura: "Then where did I get this water?"


Alexander brings his palm to his face with an audible smacking noise. In a flash, Alexander's leg flings out, catching Leon in the groin. As Leon falls down, Alexander pushes Ray backwards over a chair. Wasting no time, Alexander is leaning over him, his fist connecting with Ray's face over and over. In no time at all, blood is spurting out of Ray's face, but Alexander is unrelenting in his assult.

Just then, Alexander snaps back to reality. His forehead is slighty red from the impact of his palm.

Ray Kamaura: "That looks like it hurt! Anyway So Zombie, Now that you're the Primo Ultimo title do you have to follow Conway around? ALL THE TIME! No offense but you smell worse than the deepest point in TMOM's sweatiest Fattest roll after him and UJJ just got done with there Manly "work outs"."

Ray pinches his nose.


Zombie looks at Ray Kamaura and then to Leon Hinomoto. Zombie looks at them both with confused intrigue and then looks to Conway.

Zombie: "You've teamed up with these guys?"

Zombie looks back to Ray Kamaura with disgust, still talking to Conway he carries on.

Zombie: "And you think that I stink?"

Zombie spots a chair, moves it to the middle of the room and sits on it.

Zombie: "Anyway ... I don't think you guys are seeing the positive side here. I mean if Conway goes up against someone I don't like ... I can help in the many ways that I am skilled in. And let's be honest ... I don't like a lot of people that Mr Conway is bound to fight in the next ... month or so. Think of me as your Manolo Ferrer to the Age Of Pain ... only better ... and hungry to inflict some pain."

Zombie grins and thinks back to the beginning of the conversation.

Zombie: "And by the way ... I ain't going in a chest and if you ever gag me up with that ball gag thing I will shove it down your throat. I only have to accompany you, not do everything you say."
Ray looks up at Zombie with a puzzled look on his face.

Ray Kamaura: "Zombie, are you implying that Conway can't win on his own? "

Ray starts laughing

Ray Kamaura: "Now be a good Primo Ultimo Zombie and go get me a sandwich!"


Zombie stands up off of the chair and snarls angrily.

Zombie: "What the hell makes you think that I'm going to get you anything? I told you I ain't your slave and if you ask me again I shall rip you limb from limb!!"

He steps closer to Ray Kamaura his undead eyes seem to be burning red with anger.

Zombie: "If you want me to explain it to you so that your little brain can understand all you have to do is ask. What I'm saying is that if Conway wants my help then I will be there to help him."

Alexander steps in-between Zombie and Ray.

Alexander Conway: "Woah Gentleman, calm down. Ray, maybe we should be giving Zombie a chance. I mean, if he's tolerated your stupidity thus far, then maybe he means what he says. We've seen what he can do, and I wouldn't mind having him as a bit of an enforcer against certain groups, such as the Age of Pain."

Leon slaps himself in the face and shakes his head.

Leon Hinomoto: "Have any of you ever felt you were being controlled by someone else while all you could do was watch in horror? Because I think that happened to MEMORY DELETED. Oh, and make that two sandwiches. Three if the title's hungry. And would you like one Alex? He'll wear gloves."

Ray Kamaura: "Why don't you calm yourself Zombie and remember your place. Or do I have to put you in it? I'll beat you to death. Or better yet I'll beat you back to life then to death."

Ray looks down into Zombie's eyes then turns around and walks over to his chair and sits down.


Alexander pulls over a chair and takes a seat.

Alexander Conway: "You two are going to get yourselves killed, and I may just sit here and watch. Especially you Ray, you just continue to poke the sleeping undead bear. If it took down TMOM, I doubt it'll hesitate to take you down."

Zombie looks at Ray Kamaura dumbfounded.

Zombie: "You really are mentally retarded aren't you! At least Conway speaks sense. You will never be able to even scratch me! When you singlehandedly take out TMOM AND Raven Connoly ... THEN you might have a chance."

Zombie chuckles as a thought comes to mind.

Zombie: "Hell ... I doubt you could beat Connoly let alone TMOM!"

Zombie looks to Alexander Conway.

Zombie: :Look I've had enough speaking to these ... these ... I don't even know what they are ... but do you mind if I step out for a bit? I'll be at Marcus Troy's office if you need me."

With great rage in his voice Ray yells

Ray Kamaura: "YOU BEAT A GIRL AND A PILE OF ASS FAT! CONGRATS, YOU'RE LIKE THE WORLD'S TALLEST MIDGET ! NOTHING SPECIAL! BESIDES I BEAT BLOODFLAME AND UJJ IN THE SAME MATCH! YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN TAKE ON MORE THAN ONE MAN!"

Ray walks over to the wall and kicks a hole into it. He walks through and storms down the hallway.


Alexander laughs at Ray's display.

Alexander Conway: "Looks like you struck a nerve, Zombie."

Alexander looks over towards Zombie.

Alexander Conway: "You are free to leave whenever you want. Like you said, you don't have to do everything I say. The only thing you actually have to do, is accompany me to my matches. Could you give Marcus my condolences? The poor man's allies fell and betrayed him all in one night, well, except for you that is. And then could you rub it in his face for me that I defeated Shogun and won the title?"

Zombie laughs loudly.

Zombie: "I think I hit a bit more than one!"

Zombie goes over to the locker room door.

Zombie: "Heh. I don't think he cares much for Shogun at the moment and besides your title is walking to his office right now!"

Zombie smiles and leaves Conway's locker room to make his way to Troy's office.





The ULOL Tron lights up. Lucian is seen sitting in a chair in a dark room, with his title belt rested on his shoulder.

Lucian Blackheart: "So it appears your requests have been fulfilled. Tonight you will both be given an opportunity to take my title from me. Obviously a poor decision from management. I would never have given the opportunity to such undeserving people. Especially Brostar."

A hint of anger appears on Lucians face.

Lucian Blackheart: "It amazes me that people have the ability to just ask for a title match without even having to work at it. No number one contender match? Preposterous! This is exactly the reason why we need Mr. Troy in charge, instead of some drunk buffoon. A man who is likely to spend the entire federations fortune on booze."

A dark and cold glare comes from Lucian Blackheart.

Lucian Blackheart: "Nao Fook Mi.. You appear to have a problem with my tactics. Well I have a problem with yours! Sleeping with Ol' Boozy to get a title shot, right? You honestly think that I'm the one spreading the disease? Open your eyes.. and maybe start distributing condoms. If anybody is spreading a disease that would be you, you dirty slut."

A devilish smirk appears on Lucians face.

Lucian Blackheart: "Might wanna get yourself checked out Mr. King.. and I suppose that pretty little wife of yours should too. Moving on, Brostar. The Legendary Loser. What gives you the idea that you even have a right to challenge for my title? From the abilities you have displayed, you appear to be at an even lesser level then a jobber. From what I have seen, every champion has an outstanding wrestling ability, and are extremely charismatic. You sir, posses none of those qualities."

Lucian appears more relaxed as he takes a brief pause.

Lucian Blackheart: "You two should cherish whatever time you have left. Because after tonight, you'll be cherishing it in a hospital, and once you're in there.. Tell Birdbrains I send my regards, and hope for a speedy recovery."

Lucian smiles cheekily and waves as the ULOL Tron cuts out.


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Jasmine Lee: "The following contest is a contender's match, with the winner to challenge for the ULOL Campeónes Compañero! Introducing first, here are Ray Kamaura and Leon Hinomoto, the DWMA!"

"Corroded Dreams" by Ride The Sky blast in the arena as Ray Kamaura and Leon Hinomoto walk slowly to the ring. They enter the ring and go to different turnbuckles and show off for the crowd.

Brad Blood: "So...what does DWMA mean? They haven't actually told anyone what it's supposed to be."


Jim Jackson: "They've been mum about it so far. But Hinomoto and Kamaura are out to shake up the tag division here in ULOL. And they will do just that if they beat their opponents tonight."

Jasmine Lee: "Their opponents, here are Scott Logan and the ULOL General Manager, Allister King! They are the Irish Republican Alcoholics!"

While the IRA's music and light show plays, instead of Scott Logan and Allister King, Bob the intern steps out to the stage.

Bob Bobbie: "Hi."

The crowd boos at Bob.

Jim Jackson: "I hope this doesn't mean the IRA are...unavailable again."

Bob begins to read an announcement.

Bob Bobbie: "The GM has decided that the number one contender will be decided in a drinking match. This will take place at the cafeteria. They're expecting you guys to be there."

As if on cue, the ULOL Tron shows Allister King and Scott Logan, already seated at the cafeteria. Both men are staring at several crates of booze stacked up in front of them.

Brad Blood: "This...isn't a joke."

Jim Jackson: "The DWMA clearly not happy with this sudden change in the match. They're protesting, but the referee telling them his hands are tied."

Brad Blood: "Are they going to even go through with this? They could just say no."

Jim Jackson: "Doesn't seem like it. The DWMA are heading to the back. Folks, we'll be right back."


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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 03/10/2011   Thu Mar 10, 2011 10:54 am



The scene started with Taufik walking around and somehow in a better dress than he usually does. Taufik is in “The Age Of Pain” locker room and Taufik is all excited with something as he start to speak.

Taufik: "Hey there people, I got a surprise in store for you all and I can tell is going to be better than the Dirt Corner Segment that I did with my fellow member Arnold "GoodFella" Bold when we were still working for another fed. Want to know more? Stay tuned."

Taufik then went out of the door, and walk to the cafeteria and get some juice as the scene fades to black






A large flatscreen is the first thing that is seen. The furniture and art that can be found reveal the location to be a hotel suite. Several suitcases are seen, along with a few other personal belongings. The presence of several people, clad in reporters' vests and carrying cameras, gives a hint on who is staying in this room. It is a hint that is confirmed once the man himself is seen.

He is none other than the Correa Grande Del Oro de Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing. The heroic hero of millions, known only as Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing.

He is sitting on the couch, watching one of the reporters fiddle with a laptop that is plugged to the big screen TV. Many of the people with him are familiar faces, countrymen of Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing, who have traveled with him to this foreign land, in order to report on the exploits of their national icon.


Reporter: [A lot's happened since your last attack on Zombie. Everyone back home is rooting for you to destroy utterly that abomination.]

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: [This is something which must be done! That creature spat out of the bowels of all that is unholy must be sent back to where he came from! Not mope around in the ULOL, getting a paycheck!]

Reporter 2: [They even made him the official belt carrier!]

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: [That belt has become the symbol of all that's wrong with the ULOL! All because of that Unfriend of Humanity and all that is Cute and Cuddly! Marcus Troy! That belt belongs in the putrid and fecal coated tubes of that snacker of our people! It's the DARKEST place that belt belongs in!]

The man on the laptop raises his hand, getting the attention of the Correa Grande Del Oro de Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing.

Reporter 3: [It's ready. We were able to get copies of the latest round of interviews for you.]

Videos begin to run on the flatscreen.

Quote :

Ray chuckles at Alexander Conway then he looks toward Zombie and his smile turns into a frown.

Ray Kamaura: "But we scratched our names into the door under your name plate! This is our locker room now BUDDY!"

Ray walks over and gives Alexander Conway a bear hug then sets him down. He turns and walks over to a little box.

Ray Kamaura: "By the way, Zombie, I have something for you. I figure that you work for us now so you should smell the part."

Ray turns quickly and sprays Zombie with a whole can of air freshener.

Ray Kamaura: "So I've always wondered something about you Zombie... so I'm going to ask this in the nicest way possible."

Ray pauses to build suspense.

Ray Kamaura: "Well I know your rotting and your limbs kinda break easily and all but what I really wanna know is ... Does your penis fall off?"


Alexander waves off Ray's question.

Alexander Conway: "Don't indulge his stupidity, Zombie, you'll only be making it worse."

Alexander punches Ray in the shoulder.

Alexander Conway: "Don't ever touch me.

Ray Kamaura: "Do you have my video's? The Best Of Big Ray?"

Alexander Conway: "The best of tiny Tim? No, no I'm not interested in tiny Tim's walking problems."

Ray Kamaura: "OMG does everybody know about that?"

Ray chuckles sarcastically... A LOT

Ray Kamaura: "So if Zombie is your title, then I have a question! Can I hoist Zombie above my head?"

Ray Grabs Zombie, before Alexander can finish his sentence, and lifts him over his head. Ray repositions Zombie over his shoulder and walks around like he's the champ.

Ray Kamaura: "I am the Primo Ultimo Champion! Shogun can SUCK IT!!!!!!"

Soft, diffused light bathes the scene as the action goes into slow motion, with Ray Kamaura carrying Zombie in wholehearted enthusiasm, while his friends stare at him. Little glittering sparks of light float between Ray and the Zombie he carries in his arms.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing too can be seen staring at the video of Zombie being held in those big, manly arms, while the telltale chords of a lyre begin to play.


Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: [That CHILDEATER of our people is being treated like THIS! The other wrestlers in the ULOL are cavorting and frolicking with him! Even after all he has done!]

Reporter 3: [That's what it is.]

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing quivers as he turns away from the video of Zombie being held aloft, his lifeless limbs dangling in the air as if he were a princess on a swing.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: [I am astonished and horrified that Zombie has these supporters who are not named Marcus Troy! What is this! Is this because Zombie is big! Is it because he's a stiff! Is it because he likes it rough! Is it because he keeps on coming! Is it because that Zombie knows a thing or two about sticking things up a sphincter! Is this what Ray Kamaura is looking for!]

His countrymen can only shrug and admit they do not have the answer.

Reporter 3: [There's more videos to see. I guess you can talk to Ray once you see him at the show.]

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing rubs the chin of his mask as the next video loads, even while he visibly fumes at the mere idea that such a hateful thing like Zombie would have won over an admirer.






The scene opens with Brostar in backstage getting ready for his title match, when Stephanie Dawson walks up to him and begins to speak.

Stephanie Dawson: "Hello Brostar, may I have a word with you?"

Brostar looks a Dawson, with a unpleasant look.

Brostar: "I guess."

Stephanie Dawson: "Tonight is your second Title Shot for a Title here in ULOL, what are your thoughts."

Brostar: "Wait, wait...For a second, this is my second Title match? No no if you think at what went down in the PPV, that's a whole different story Mr. Q put a title on the line where he just made it for himself so he can look like a champion knowing that his dreams of become Ligero Maximo champion again are over now as for tonight. This is my first Title match now thoughts, lets go at it this way."

He says as he puts out a cold water bottle from a tub full of ice, he takes the lid off and takes a sip of the drink, then resumes talking.

Brostar: "Firstly we have my former friend and now rival Nao Fook Mi, me and her had noticeable history as of last year. Since then we really never got on the same page, even check the second episode of PAW Platinum Clash me and my Brother took her and her boyfriend Little Wang out and cost them their match. So as I see it not only she will loss this week's Platinum Clash but she will also loss her Title shot when I win the title."

He takes another sip of his drink.

Brostar: "Now onto Lucian Blackheart you see, me and Blackheart are both from Australia but even though we are from the same homeland doesn't mean I'm forming any alliance with him in that match, I go in their by myself and walk out of that ring. Holding the Ligero Maximo championship above my head as he just lays there on the mat wondering here his balls and heart went."

Brostar: "And that is all I have to say, so Stephanie see you later."


As he finishes and unscrews the lid of the bottle and pours all the water over Dawsons head.

Brostar: "Haha, that would be refreshing anyways its about time for my match so see ya and also look behind ya there is someone that might want to speak to ya."

He finishes as he walks off as Stephanie Dawson turns around to see the person is.......


Stank Lord! She jumps a bit at what she sees and smells, she speaks.

Stephanie Dawson: "You stay away from me you stinky Ogre. Do you remember what you did to me a couple of months, I do and I'm still thinking about continuing the lawsuit, so stay away!"

Stank Lord: "Hold on for a second, I didn't come here to hurt you I just want to talk to you."

Stephanie Dawson: "Well what are you waiting for say it!"

Stank Lord: "Just to let you know I'm still interested in having you as my personal interviewer."

Stephanie Dawson: "I already told no, I'm not doing anything your way."

Stank Lord: "But wait, I have proposition."

Stephanie Dawson: "Well what is it?"

Stank Lord: "Hows about next week I face a person of your choosing if he wins. You win the lawsuit, but if I win I get to face you! At the next pay per view in a match of my choose, and if I beat you, you have to do whatever I want."

Stephanie Dawson: "Just to see you get your ass whooped I accept, and I'm not going to end up like Brostar."

Stank Lord: "Good to hear, and before I go here is a present."

He finishes as he takes in a deep breath and spews out a killer breath, that smelt a mix of onions, Garlic and cheese. She unfortunately she gets a whiff of it and falls on the floor out cold. Stank Lord walks away with the camera turning off.






Oriental music starts playing on the background as smoke covers the mouth of the entrance tunnel. Suddenly out leaps Nao Fook Mi wearing a short cheongsam. She quickly makes her way down entrance ramp and enters the ring. She bows and gives her respect to the crowd before bringing the mic to her lips.

Nao Fook Mi: "As you all well know, I shall be facing Brostar and Lucian Blackheart in a match tonight. A match for the ULOL Ligero Maximo title!"

The crowd cheers wildly.

Nao Fook Mi: "Both these men I have fought before and I know that I am in for a tough fight. But not because I lack the skill to beat them, but because both men are not honorable. Both men use dirty tactics in the ring. Both men cannot be trusted."

The crowd nods in affirmation at Nao Fook Mi's statement.

Nao Fook Mi: "I will probably have to be extra vigilant in my fight tonight against two wrestlers who have history of cheating in the ring. They know they cannot beat me when it comes to skill alone so they resort to cheat instead smearing the Ligero Maximo name in the process."

Nao Fook Mi pauses to compose her thoughts.

Nao Fook Mi: "So tonight I promise all of you, I promise that I shall win the ULOL Ligero Maximo title and make sure honor is once again associated with it!"

Nao Fook Mi raises her arms in the air as the crowd begins to chant her name.






VS

VS

Jim Jackson: "Three of ULOL's top lightweights in one match... Lucian Blackheart has to defend his ULOL Ligero Maximo title against Brostar and Nao Fook Mi in a triangle match tonight."

Brad Blood: "That's right Jim, both Fook Mi and Brostar challenged Blackheart and Blackheart accepted. Has Blackheart bitten off more than he could chew?"

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a triangle match scheduled for one fall and is for the ULOL Ligero Maximo! Introducing first the challengers, from Australia, Brostar!"

"I Am...All of Me" by Crush 40 plays as Brostar appears on stage posing for the fans. He runs down the ramp into the ring and poses again.

Jasmine Lee: "Introducing the next challenger, Nao Fook Mi!"

Oriental music starts playing on the background as smoke covers the mouth of the entrance tunnel. Suddenly out leaps Nao Fook Mi wearing a short cheongsam. She quickly makes her way down entrance ramp and enters the ring. She bows and gives her respect to the crowd before heading to her corner.

Jasmine Lee: "And introducing last, he is the current and reigning ULOL Ligero Maximo champion, Lucian Blackheart!"

The arena lights go out. "Ability to Create a War by A Skylit Drive" blasts through the arena speakers as the arena fills with red smoke. Red spotlights scatter around the arena and then shines on and follow Lucian Blackheart as he makes his way to the ring posing and interacting with the fans.

Jim Jackson: "Well all three wrestlers are in the ring and it looks like all three are ready to have a go at each others' throats."

Brad Blood: "Blackheart looks pretty confident..."

Jasmine Lee: "The referee for this match is Jack B. Nimble. LET THE LUNACY BEGIN!"

Jim Jackson: "There's the bell! Forearm to the face from Blackheart on Fook Mi. Brodie hits a wicked chop on the champ that echoes through the building."

Brad Blood: "That left a mark on Blackheart's chest. Uh-oh, here comes Fook Mi!"

Jim Jackson: "Clothesline by Fook Mi takes Blackheart down! Brostar quickly grabs a hold of Fook Mi. Fook Mi reverses a Brostar hammerlock and sends Brostar to the ropes with an Irish whip. Fook Mi takes both Blackheart and Brostar down with dropkicks."

Brad Blood: "Fook Mi is on a roll here. She's throwing punches left and right at both Brodie and Blackheart!"

Jim Jackson: "Axe kick sends Blackheart down! Nao Fook Mi hits a DDT on Brodie! Blackheart gets up and walks into an enzugiri. Fook Mi hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two..."

Brad Blood: "The champ kicks out! Fook Mi turns to cover Brodie instead!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two..."

Jim Jackson: "The young Australian gets a shoulder up! Irish whip sends Brostar to the corner. Nao Fook Mi sets Brostar up on the top turnbuckle. Superplex! Oh that shook the ring! Fook Mi goes for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two..."

Brad Blood: "Lucian Blackheart with a double axe handle breaks the three count!"

Jim Jackson: "Nao Fook Mi gets floored by a big lariat from Blackheart. Blackheart with a snap suplex on Fook Mi. Brostar takes Blackheart down with a springboard hurracanrana."

Brad Blood: "Where did that come from?! Brodie quickly rolls Blackheart up!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two..."

Jim Jackson: "Fook Mi breaks the three count! A spinning side kick hits Brostar on the midsection! Fook Mi with an Irish whip sends Brostar to the ropes. Running bulldog on Brostar."

Brad Blood: "The champ tries to sneak up on Fook Mi! Fook Mi ducks down as Balckheart tries to grab her from behind! Fook Mi spins around and ends up behind the champ..."

Jim Jackson: "Atomic drop! Blackheart clutches his butt in pain. Spinning wheel kick by Fook Mi on Blackheart connects! Fook Mi hits a leg drop and hooks the leg of the champ."

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two..."

Brad Blood: "Blackheart kicks out! Fook Mi sends the champ down with a leg sweep! She turns around... Brostar almost slices her in half with a spear! Brodie leaps to the top turnbuckle... Here comes a senton..."

Jim Jackson: "Brostar hits nothing but canvas! Fook Mi rolls away at the last second! Blackheart staggers to his feet... Fook Mi goes flying, springboard corkscrew kick off the second rope! Fook Mi hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two..."

Brad Blood: "Again Blackheart hangs in there! Lucian Blackheart tries to fight back to his feet..."

Jim Jackson: "Brostar comes charging in! Nao Fook Mi ducks a clothesline attempt and Brostar takes Lucian Blackheart down instead! Brodie takes a hurricanrana from Nao Fook Mi. Fook Mi for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two..."

Brad Blood: "Brodie gets a shoulder up at the last second. Fook Mi picks Brostar up... The champ spins Fook Mi around and stuns her with an uppercut!"

Jim Jackson: "Lucian Blackheart with an enziguri and Fook Mi goes down! Brostar comes in and takes Blackheart down with a springboard clothesline! Nao Fook Mi staggers to her feet... Brostar kicks Nao Fook Mi in the gut. He puts the Nao Fook Mi's arm around his neck. Brostar lifts Nao Fook Mi up in a suplex postion. Then brings her back down and slams her with a sitdown Spinebuster hitting the A.O.B. The Aussie Outback Blackout!"

Brad Blood: "BROSTAR HITS HIS FINISHER ON FOOK MI! FOOK MI IS OUT COLD! All Brodie has to do is to go for the cover..."

Jim Jackson: "Blackheart slams Brostar with a clothesline to the back and then throws him over the top rope! Blackheart for the pin!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two! Three!"

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match and STILL ULOL Ligero Maximo, Lucian Blackheart!"

Brad Blood: "Genius! Blackheart let Brostar do the work and steal the win! Brostar should have won that one and he knows it. Brostar is smashing his fists on the ground in anger. He had it and it slipped away."

Jim Jackson: "That is always the risk in triangle matches Brad, you have to always keep tabs on the third party in the ring else all your hard work could easily be stolen from you. Blackheart ever the opportunist waited for the right moment and took the victory."


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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 03/10/2011   Thu Mar 10, 2011 10:55 am

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We see the DWMA and the IRA facing each other from opposite ends of a cafeteria table. Dr. Booboo B. Gone is with them, instead of Don Q. Hotte or Jack B. Nimble.

Dr. Booboo B. Gone: "All right, so here are the rules. Both teams drink, and keep drinking, till only one team is left standing. This means that, to lose, BOTH MEMBERS of either team must be too drunk to even stand on their own two feet. Which is why I'm officiating this match, instead of the usual referees."

Both teams continue staring at each other, in a hostile, unfriendly manner.

Dr. Booboo B. Gone: "We got a selection of drinks here. Both teams have agreed on their choice of booze for this contest. Both teams will consume the same booze. In this case, it's going to be boilermakers."

Jim Jackson: "Boilermaker!?"

Dr. Booboo B. Gone: "This is basically beer with a shot of vodka, tequila or whiskey. Both teams have made their choice on what beer and hard liquor they'll have for mixing. So, are you ready?"

The IRA nod eagerly. The DWMA do likewise.

Dr. Booboo B. Gone: "All right. Bottoms up."

Bob Bobbie carries a serving tray to both team. Each man is given a large stein full of beer and vodka. Leon Hinomoto takes a large swig, which is matched by Allister King.

Jim Jackson: "They're going at it in earnest, chugging down as much booze as they can manage."

Brad Blood: "I wonder how the DWMA can hold their liquor against the IRA."

Jim Jackson: "We'll find out soon enough. We'll be right back."






To the crowd's surprise, it's not a wrestler nor an authority figure that walked out from the back. Instead ULOL's backstage interviewer Stephanie Dawson comes out from the back and makes her way down the entrance ramp and into the ring. She lifts a mic to her lips and begins to address the audience.

Stephanie Dawson: "Good evening all. As you are all well aware, Stank Lord has again decided to harass me. I thought that after winning the court case against him that he has learned his lesson but it seems that this is not the case."

Stephanie pauses for a while to catch her breath.

Stephanie Dawson: "But after next week I expect to find a champion to help me put some sense into Stank Lord's mind. I have looked at the roster and I have decided that the perfect person to be my champion in a match against Stank Lord will be Christopher Bain! Mr. Bain, if you are listening tonight, I hope you accept to be my champion against this foul beast that has kept on harassing me, giving me much emotional pain."

Stephanie brings down the mic and waits for Christopher Bain to reply to her request.


"Take Over" by Dale Oliver begins playing throughout the arena after a few moments. Christopher Bain is seen walking down to the ring. When he arrives at ringside, he hops onto the ring apron before hopping over the top-rope. He makes a sweeping bow towards Stephanie, grabbing her hand and kissing it before speaking into her microphone.

Christopher Bain: "That ruffian! That foul character! How could he threaten a flower so delicate and eye-pleasing as you with being his personal plaything? What kind of man, supposing he could be referred to as that, would do this to a woman? A true man would celebrate the beauty, not enslave it."

Bain again kisses Stephanie's hand.

Christopher Bain: "I would gladly fight for not only your honour, but also for your freedom!"

Bain holds Stephanie's hand tightly as he continues.

Christopher Bain: "The most noble thing a man can do is defend a woman. The villainous Stanklord is nothing but a bully. He thinks he is powerful for antagonizing those weaker than him! Well, I shall not stand for it! M'lady, I will show him the proper etiquette, don't you worry."





Zombie strolls into Marcus Troy's office and lumps down into the chair in front of Troy's desk.

Zombie: "Boss! I think we just sort of hit the paydirt! A way to get back at those who left ya to dry! Shogun'll catch up to Conway eventually and those idiots in DWMA are trying to get a tag title shot!"

Marcus Troy looks at his last remaining ally and replies.

Marcus Troy: "Really? And what would that idea be Zombie? We have to be cautious in our movements, it pains me to say it but... We do not have the same liberties as we once had. Our moves should be planned out and not wasted like a tedious game of chess."

Marcus Troy lights a cigar and casually takes a puff before continuing.

Marcus Troy: "Everyone should be considered our enemies Zombie, Conway and The DWMA threw their lot with Winslow while Shogun and The Age of Pain jumped ship. Other than you I doubt if there is anyone else I could trust in this roster."


Zombie listens intently and nods his head.

Zombie: "Fair enough. It is an opportunity though. And I ain't gonna take those idiots lightly. I mean Conway is the Primo Ultimo champion. But it is a start and these guys will eventually lead me to the ones who betrayed you."

Zombie pauses.

Zombie: "But you're the brains here! Let me know your intentions and I'll carry them out!"

Marcus Troy nods.

Marcus Troy: "I shall remember your loyalty Zombie and believe me when I say that when I return to power, you shall be aptly rewarded."

The former general manager of ULOL takes another puff from his cigar.

Marcus Troy: "Now what propose is this..."

Marcus suddenly stops and turns towards the camera.

Marcus Troy: "What the hell are you still doing here? GET OUT NOW!"

The cameraman turns around and exits the room as the scene fades to black.






A Victim, A Target by Misery Signals blasts though the arena speakers ans the lights begin to flash on and off. As the lyrics begin Shogun bursts from behind the curtains with fire erupting from the ramp beside him. Shogun begins to make his way to the ring with a look of pure intensity on his face. as he makes it to the ring he runs up and rolls into the ring the expression on his face unchanged. He walks over to the ring announcer and takes a mic from his hand to speak.

Shogun: "You all know what happened and I am quite sure it is obvious what my feelings on the subject are...I was pinned by two men. It took TWO men pinning me at once to beat me. This means I have every claim in the word to say that I am the still the greatest wrestler ever to enter this company...Our new champon would not be champion if not for the fact that he had it handed to him on a silver platter!"

Shogun paces the ring not revealing any emotion on his face as per the norm.

Shogun: "So the hunt is on Conway. I am more dangerous than ever now because I have had my taste of the world championship...and now I want it back. I will get it back Conway. It doesn't matter if it takes one attempt or one thousand I WILL become the Primo Ultimo champion once more and I will destroy every living thing in my path until I reach this goal!"

Shogun: The Demonic God is on the hunt again! All wrestlers are now on notice for they know that there is no more dangerous a monster than one on the hunt. TMOM stands in the way of my destiny tonight. TMOM will learn that there are many worse things than a mere bite from a zombie in his future! I will tear that plump bastard limb from fatty limb until there is nothing left! When I finish with him I will move onward until I at last get my rematch with Alexander Conway where I WILL become the first two time Primo Ultimo champion! I will further throw my name down into the history books as one of the best of all time!"

Shogun: "Tonight marks the start of the renewed struggle of man against demon! This time however...man shall fall."

Shogun drops the mic and exits the ring leaving a pitch black rose lying in the center of the ring.


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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 03/10/2011   Thu Mar 10, 2011 10:55 am



Felix Schwarz is walking down the road it looks like he is entering some kind of unknown well guarded mansion. He is being search for weapons. He is clear and continues to walk. Felix enters the house sits on the sofa that it is in the middle of the living room and waits. Maid comes in with the message.

Maid: "Mr. Schwarz Ms. Summer will be here in a minute she is finishing some kind of a deal. Can I offer you a drink or maybe a fruit?"

She smiles and stands there until the man known as Felix Schwarz responds to what she just said.

Felix Schwarz: "Thank you Juanita but this time I don’t want anything. I shall summon you if ever I need anything. Now you can take your leave."

She turns around and leaves smiling as always but then from the stairs, like angel lands a beautiful person. Yes that’s true. They say she is gorgeous and dangerous and she speaks with her beautiful voice.

Summer Bold: "What do we have here? It was long time since I last saw you. Well, you know what I mean. don’t you? Anyway what winds blew you towards my direction?"

The unbuttoned blouse makes her look more gorgeous. She moves so gracefully and it appears that she is trying to seduce the man. Felix looks confused, and he stares at the neckline. He is a little bit blushing. He tries to reply though the neckline draws his attention.

Felix Schwarz: "I wanted to discuss something regarding your brother. I think it is time for me to reveal cards for him and all plans that you have."

She suddenly becomes mad and angry like a wolf and shakes her head and disagrees with the words just said by Campeones Companero Felix Schwarz.

Summer Bold: "No it’s not yet time. I’m running this business now and you will do your job as I ordered you. If you won’t you will have consequences. Am I clear?"

Felix Schwarz doesn’t look very happy either, but he has to agree that this powerful woman are the boss of this family, and he can’t do anything about it. It makes him mad but deep inside despite everything, he thinks that it is time to reveal everything.

Felix Schwarz: "Look I know that everything is not clear right now, but it’s a matter of time when I will be in jeopardy since last meeting, the boss became doubtful about me and my work. I’ve still have about two weeks left, and then I will have new meeting, and you know that by then things may get out of hand. That’s why I think he must know the situation."

She still does not agree with Felix but his words make sense. And it doesn’t matter how mad she is but she finally nods and says.

Summer Bold: "I still don’t want that, but I’m not sure what his reaction will be... Fine I give you permission given to reveal everything. You know that it is time for me to make an appearance in this so called League of Lunatics. Then I will reveal everything that I have to say to my older brother."

Felix Schwarz looks very weak against this charming creature, but he is happy because truth will be revealed. He once thought of running away but Summer won’t let him or rather he couldn't separate himself from the drug known as Summer Bold. Summer is smiling and shows to Felix that he can leave now as she get’s back to her men’s harem. Scene fades away to the black.




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Jim Jackson: "We're checking in on the drinking match between the IRA and the DWMA. Leon Hinomoto and Ray Kamaura so far able to keep up with the IRA."

We see two piles of empty beer steins. Both are about the same size.

Jim Jackson: "Doctor, what's the progress on the match?"

Dr. Booboo B. Gone: "Like you said. So far it's neck and neck, Jim. I'm impressed with how both teams are holding out."

Jim Jackson: "So both teams have been able to stand on their own two feet, after all this time?"

Dr. Booboo B. Gone: "Pretty much."

Leon Hinomoto raises his hand.

Leon Hinomoto: "Gotta go take a leak."

Dr. Booboo B. Gone: "Sure thing."

Leon manages to get to his feet, then doubles over as he suddenly vomits.

Brad Blood: "Ewwww!"

Leon takes a step forward, before vomiting again. He collapses.

Ray Kamaura instinctively ducks out of the way of his partner's stream of vomit. He gets to his feet, flashing an angry glare at the IRA.

Ray Kamaura: "This is a ridiculous match! I oughta bust your heads open!"

But then Scott and Allister each grab one of Ray's arms. They dance around him like a maypole, spinning him around like a top.

Brad Blood: "Omigod!"

Jim Jackson: "He's spewing like a sprinkler!"

The IRA let go of Ray, who staggers about, vomiting just about everywhere. He keels over, crashing facefirst through the table.

Dr. Booboo B. Gone: "We have our winners!"

He raises the IRA's hands.

Brad Blood: "Uh...the GM and Scott Logan win!"

Jim Jackson: "Indeed they did. Someone should check if the DWMA are going into shock."





THUMP!!! THUMP!!! THUMP!!!

The earth reverberated and shook as the monstrosity known as The Morbidly Obese Man squeezed himself out of the now visibly cracked entrance tunnel. There is no entrance music and no video playing on the Titan Tron. Just one massive form that looks bigger than an elephant. The crowd stares in stunned silence, not knowing what to make of the super-sized behemoth standing on top of the entrance ramp. The Morbidly Obese Man raises a mic to his lips and addresses the audience.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Pardon me if I stay up here instead of addressing you all from the ring. I'm too lazy today to take the extra steps needed to go down."

The Morbidly Obese Man pauses as a soft chuckle is heard from the crowd.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Finally! Two titans of ULOL collide. You have me against Shogun, one on one! Tonight marks a historic time in ULOL! As you all know, Shogun is a former ULOL Primo Ultimo champion, meaning he is one of the best here in ULOL. Beating him tonight will show the world that I, The Morbidly Obese Man has what it takes to be champ. That I, The Morbidly Obese Man is one of the top wrestler here in ULOL and the world."

The Morbidly Obese Man pauses for a moment before continuing.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Losing the tag titles to GoodFella & Schwarz, then losing to Zombie in the PPV made me realize something. I realized that I have gotten sloppy. Spending last week in the hospital made me realize this and thus tonight is my road back to the top. Tonight I shall begin my journey back to greatness with the defeat of Shogun. And when I win tonight. I shall with my partner, go after the tag team gold again!"

The Morbidly Obese Man raises his hand up in the air and strikes a morbidly hypnotizing victory pose.




VS

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first The Morbidly Obese Man!"

THUMP!!! THUMP!!! THUMP!!!

The earth reverberated and shook as the monstrosity known as The Morbidly Obese Man squeezed himself out of the now visibly cracked entrance tunnel. There is no entrance music and no video playing on the Titan Tron. Just one massive form that looks bigger than an elephant. The crowd stares in stunned silence, not knowing what to make of the super-sized behemoth making his way down the entrance ramp as the floors creak with every step. As The Morbidly Obese Man reaches the ring he climbs up the steel steps the crowd wonders how this "thing" can enter the ring. But lo and behold in a feat of utter incredibility and great fat flexing ability, The Morbidly Obese Man somehow squeezed through the ring ropes and enters the ring which sighs heavily under his weight.

Jasmine Lee: "And his opponent for tonight, Shogun!"

A Victim, A Target by Misery Signals blasts though the arena speakers ans the lights begin to flash on and off. As the lyrics begin Shogun bursts from behind the curtains with fire erupting from the ramp beside him. Shogun begins to make his way to the ring with a look of pure intensity on his face. as he makes it to the ring he runs up and rolls into the ring the expression on his face unchanged. He walks over to the ring announcer and takes a mic from his hand to speak.


Jim Jackson: "We have two of ULOL's best going head to head tonight, I think we are in for a hell of a match."

Brad Blood: "This one definitely has the potential to be epic."


Jasmine Lee: "The referee for tonight is Don Q. Hotte. LET THE LUNACY BEGIN!"

Jim Jackson: "The bell rings and TMOM gets caught with a belly to belly suplex from Shogun."

Brad Blood: "WOW, that was impressive, how the hell did he lift that tub of lard!?


Jim Jackson: "Shogun snap suplexes TMOM. The Morbidly Obese Man takes a butterfly suplex from Shogun. Shogun drives a thrust kick into the chest of TMOM."

Brad Blood: "TMOM is getting thrown around like a rag doll in there, WTF!? TMOM counters a backdrop with a kick to the face, guess he didn't appreciate Shogun manhandling him."

Jim Jackson: "Thrown slam by The Morbidly Obese Man followed by a stiff spinebuster TMOM goes for the cover!"

Don Q. Hotte: "1 - 2 -"

Brad Blood: "Shogun kicks out. TMOM drops an elbow...but misses...HAHAHA, fat people failing is funny."

Jim Jackson: "Reverse DDT on TMOM, and now Shogun with a cover."

Don Q. Hotte: "1 - 2 -"

Brad Blood: "No 3 though. Delayed brainbuster suplex, Shogun held that one for ages, and another cover."

Don Q. Hotte: "1 - 2 -"

Jim Jackson: "Kick out before the 3. Shogun seems to be in a hurry to end this one. Shogun misses a clothesline. The Morbidly Obese Man hits some punches. The Morbidly Obese Man gets taken down out of nowhere. Big dropkick by Shogun."

Brad Blood: "TMOM fights back with a delayed hangman neckbreaker on Shogun TMOM. Spear by The Morbidly Obese Man."

Don Q. Hotte: "1 - 2 -"

Jim Jackson: "Shogun kicks out, looks like both men are in a hurry to end this."

Brad Blood: "Well TMOM has been in there for like 5 minutes, he's probably starving by now. Shogun counters an arm wringer with an elbow to the side of the head. TMOM takes a back suplex. Big dropkick by Shogun, and another cover attempt."

Don Q. Hotte: "1 - 2 -"

Jim Jackson: "No dice. Shogun hits a great swinging DDT on The Morbidly Obese Man. TMOM gets caught with a short powerbomb from Shogun. The Morbidly Obese Man reverses a hip toss. The Morbidly Obese Man hits a bulldog off the ropes. TMOM goes for the pin."

Don Q. Hotte: "1 - 2 -"

Brad Blood: "Still not enough to take Shogun out. Massive lariat, TMOM looked really pissed off when he hit that!"


Don Q. Hotte "1 - 2 "

Jim Jackson: "Shogun kicks out again, and TMOM looks like he's getting frustrated. TMOM slams Shogun down. TMOM hits a right hand. Shogun pulls a mule kick out of nowhere. Shogun drives a thrust kick into the chest of TMOM and follows up with a legsweep slam."

Brad Blood: "That was a pretty cool move. TMOM takes a back suplex. Shogun drives a forearm into the chest of TMOM. Throat-first drop onto the top rope from Shogun! Hard legsweep by Shogun. Shogun misses a big legdrop and lands ASS-FIRST on the mat. TMOM looks a little out of it."

Jim Jackson: "Rude Awakening on Shogun by TMOM. TMOM does a big move, driving Shogun down to the mat with a massive sit-down powerbomb! TMOM with a cover."

Don Q. Hotte: "1 - 2 -"

Brad Blood: "Shogun kicks out, TMOM can't believe it. Shogun counters an avalanche with a raised foot to the face. Pick-up into a powerbomb, how the hell does he lift that ginormous man!!

Don Q. Hotte: "1 - 2 -"

Jim Jackson: "TMOM kicks out, what do these guys have to do to end this?! Front legsweep slam by Shogun. Shogun walks into a trip. Shogun gets slammed. The Morbidly Obese Man gets taken down out of nowhere."

Brad Blood: "This has been back and forth this whole match. The Morbidly Obese Man takes a butterfly suplex from Shogun. Shogun has The Morbidly Obese Man down on the canvas, this looks bad."


Jim Jackson: "Shogun stands over TMOM who is lying on the mat face up and grasps his leg, Shogun then does a spinning toe hold and grasps the other leg, crossing them into a four locking in the Demonic Reckoning!!! The Morbidly Obese Man taps out!!!"

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match via submission... Shogun!!!"

Jim Jackson: "Unbelievable, what a match, Shogun rolls out of the ring. leaving TMOM laying in defeat."


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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 03/10/2011   Thu Mar 10, 2011 10:55 am



ULOL interviewer Stephanie Dawson does a last-second check, before signaling to her cameraman to start taping. She is with the top stable in the United League of Lunatics.

Stephanie Dawson: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here with the Campeones Companero, Arnold "GoodFella" Bold and Felix Schwarz, their associate, Taufik, and their manager, Mr. Manolo Ferrer. Mr. Ferrer, you requested this time on camera."

Manolo Ferrer: "Yes, I did. By the way, I think you should have settled with Stank Lord on that lawsuit, Ms. Dawson."

Stephanie Dawson shrugs, hesitating for a moment, before leaning over to whisper in the manager's ear. Mr. Ferrer nods in understanding.

Manolo Ferrer: "I understand. You can't really say anything more than what you already have, if you don't want to jeopardize your lawsuit. Say no more. I'll just get to the point."

Mr. Ferrer gestures to the camera, as he is flanked by his three clients.

Manolo Ferrer: "The talented men standing with me are three-fourths of the team who helped Marcus Troy win control of ULOL at Ay Basura!. They took the best shots Mrs. Winslow's team could throw at them, and still came out on the winning side."

Stephanie Dawson: "Marcus Troy's been accusing you of leaving him out to dry."

Mr. Ferrer shakes his head in a disappointed manner.

Manolo Ferrer: "My clients put a lot of effort to helping him win that match at Ay Basura!. It's disappointing that he is now playing the blame game with me and my clients. None of us had any part in his match with Mr. King. That's all on Mr. Troy. Whatever sour grapes he is throwing our way is not justified. I am ready to discuss things with him one on one, and I may even be open to having that discussion broadcast for everyone to see. But while I understand Mr. Troy's frustration over his new position in ULOL, I'd advise him to work harder, so he can hopefully get a promotion later down the line. Before Mrs. Winslow does."

The hint of a sneer is heard in Manolo Ferrer's words, but he quickly continues.

Manolo Ferrer: "Back on topic. These men: Mr. Bold, Mr. Schwarz, and Mr. Taufik, are battle-hardened men, who have repeatedly proven their quality. The proof is with the gold they now have. There's noise being made about so-and-so being the next in line to get a title shot, and the people making all this noise ignore that the Age of Pain control the Campeones Companero, and that we're satisfied with just leaving it at that."

Manolo Ferrer gestures grandly to Taufik.

Manolo Ferrer: "Look at this man. Mr. Taufik is ready, willing and able to split someone's skull open, and spill brains and blood out on the floor. And he doesn't have to be a zombie to justify it. Mr. Taufik knows the science of delivering pain, whether it's by smashing a kendo stick to someone's face, or dropping ringsteps down on someone's fingers. He's driven to share this with as many people as he can. And yet, he isn't in the conversation when it comes to names who should be challenging for a title here in ULOL. That astounds me."

Manolo Ferrer shakes his head in mock exasperation.

Manolo Ferrer: "Mr. Taufik being left out of the discussion of challengers for any title here in ULOL is very unfortunate. We will do our utmost to change everyone's mind about this, one way or the other. Just as we have changed the minds of the naysayers who had criticized Mr. Bold and Mr. Schwarz."

Mr. Ferrer points to the reigning Campeones Companero.

Manolo Ferrer: "These two men have something all the other tag teams in ULOL want. I would not be surprised if at least one or two of these other teams expected to get these title belts before my clients did. Too bad. We have different players in ULOL talking about how they will be the next in line to come after my clients for the Campeones Companero. But while they are talking about merely trying to get certified as the number one contenders, my clients are already wearing the gold. All this attention being given on who will be the next challengers is disproportionate to the press my clients deserve, as the reigning Campeones Companero. It's like all this talk about the Miami Heat being the next NBA Champions, when all they've proven is they're not even the best team in their own conference."

Manolo Ferrer raises his hand, gesturing that more will be said. He directs Stephanie Dawson to give the mike to his clients.


Taufik then takes the mic off Manolo's hand and with a new attitude he started talking.

Taufik: "Hey there Steph, looking beautiful there today. Manolo the reason why I wasn't here for weeks and not been in my game even though we won is that I am, as you can see here, I am changing my looks and attitude once again. But don't worry Manolo I still that vicious instinct in me but this time I will only do that in the ring and what happen when I'm out of the ring? I will be like this, a layback, cool but not dashing Taufik."

Taufik takes a small laugh while both Manolo, Arnold and Felix were wondering what Taufik is doing before he continues.

Taufik: "And as the first act of the new Taufik. As I say earlier in my locker room I got a special surprise for you. What the surprised is you all wanna know? I going to tell you it's going to be in the PPV."

Taufik then proceeds to pass the mic to Arnold as it's Arnold turn to speak.


GoodFella takes a microphone from Taufik and looks at the guy who he knows very well with confusion in his face and surprised. He looks into the eyes of a vicious fighter. He is smiling, but he couldn't believe how this man changed since they met in this very same ring.

Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "Sorry for my partner being late like always, I wonder where he is? Even so, it doesn't matter right now because I'm here, and I want to say some thing towards my friend and not very trustful buddy Taufik. I know I've changed and you've changed more than I, and everybody else at the side wanted to, but I can't do anything about it, nevertheless, the old Taufik trust been demolished by this new type of Taufik Version 2 or 3? I'm saying these words because everybody is tired of your behavior here. I'm not complaining or anything I'm just simply giving an advice as you truly are my friend. However, I got a question for you. You may answer it or you may not reply to it, but here I go. Since you've comeback you've caused me, a lot of trouble, and I feel that it's not going to end right there so what else you have in store for me?"

Stephanie doesn't look very happy and her face show's it, but she still asks what she wanted.

Stephanie Dawson: "Well I just heard an answer from your manager, but I want to know what do you guys think of Marcus' statement? He says that Mr.Ferrer and all Age of Pain left him to dry, and he might guys revenge you after he regains his power."

GoodFella smiles as he hears what she just said.

Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "He blames us for leaving him to dry? Wait but what about Shogun he left him dry as well anyway, and he just blames us? What a bastard. By the way, we won our match, and he lost his. What does he want more from us? And yet I would like to add it's his own fault that he made a little mistake, which let Allister's use the Boleto Dorado against him."

Stephanie Dawson: "Do you have any words for these two guys Ray Kamaura and Leon Hinamoto?"

Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "Well, for those two who call themselves like DW something. Wait it doesn't have been meaning with Dancing With The Stars right? Okay I continue to say what I have in mind. Everybody laughs at the Age of Pain and says that we are only a joke. Well, in my opinion, is it a joke to be the Campeones Companero? No it's not it means that we are the best tag team in wrestling business today. I'm flattered that these two wants piece of Campeones Companero. To conclude my thoughts I would like to add that we won't be easy win for them. I will make sure that the battle will be hard for those two scums. Taufik maybe you want to conclude this interview? "

Taufik takes the mic from Arnold as he started to speak again

Taufik: "That's right and it's time to get serious, if you people think that "The Age of Pain" is not a great team or entity or even worse, a joke. All I got to tell you that be careful what you guys are going to say. I will personally make sure that the next t title match, I will win it and of course I'm talking to you Alexander Conway."

Taufik then turns his attention to Arnold. He then continues to talk.

Taufik: "Arnold, the past was the past. Don't you get it what I was doing for you? Ever since you lost the first Campeones Companero match by my distractions, you became more furious and more determined to win the gold back didn't you. I know that it will break the trust I forged with you, but look where you are now. you are the two time Campeones Companero where I always been behind you and not even winning any titles. Right now since you and Felix are champs and here to stay, I'm coming to get the Ultimo Primo away from Alexander Conway as his 15 minutes of fame as champion is over".

Taufik then awaits for Arnold to reply as he extend his hand at Arnold to forgive him over what he has done.


Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "You know what? They say let bygones be bygones so this time I'm forgiving what you have done for me, but if you ever cross me again and play mind tricks with me, you know what is going to happen."

GoodFella shakes a hand of his friend Taufik. However, deep inside he knows that it's not going to the last time when he will cost something to Arnold. Nevertheless, he is smiling and nodding his head. He passes the microphone back to his manager.


Manolo Ferrer returns to the mic. He begins to say something while focusing on his clients, but instead turns to address Stephanie and everyone else in earshot.

Manolo Ferrer: "People are still trying to find their footing after all that's happened at Ay Basura!. And while they're trying to do that, the Age of Pain will be in full stride to grab the prizes we're after. Good luck in your case against Stank Lord, Stephanie."

Stephanie Dawson manages to utter a surprised "Thanks," before the Age of Pain go on their way.






Familiar nu-metal music gets the fans shrieking to their feet. Crowds begin surging to the entrance, trying to get themselves in the best possible position to see up close with their own eyes, and perhaps even reach out to touch, the one who has waged a holy war against those who have harmed him and his people.

Photographers step out, furiously taking pictures as they follow the man down to the ring. He is none other than the masked maven of the squared circle, the one who carries the Correa Grande Del Oro de Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing.

He is the mystery known only as Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing.

He raises his Correa Grande Del Oro de Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing to the fans, letting the screams of lust and joy wash over him like the warmest, most comfy blanket anyone has ever had. The shadows of the building retreat, as thousands of cameras and phones flash, taking pictures of the disguised daredevil of the ring.


Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "Hello to each and every one of my legions of loyal fans!"

They cheer for him.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "I stand before you burning with the furious fury of a million suns! As I live and breathe, I cannot believe the NOT General Manager and his zombie pet are still in the ULOL!"

The boos come out loud and vicious in response.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "My suffering countrymen have had to stomach the pain and indignity of having to put their loved ones to rest! In containers no bigger than Big Mac boxes! But here we have Marcus Troy and that zombie still on the air! Still getting paid! Still thinking of which preschooler to have for dinner!"

The holder of the Correa Grande Del Oro de Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing looks around him, sharing the crowd's collective disgust.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "Marcus Troy wants to talk about who he can trust! Let me be the first to say that you can trust me, you unflavored Unfriend of my people! You can trust that what I do to Undead Michael Jackson, I will do to you with to a degree that goes to infinity AND BEYOND!"

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing points to the stage, as if Marcus Troy himself were there.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "You get on a plane, and I will be the SNAKE hiding under your seat! You hide in Indochina, and I will be waiting for you in your next BOWL OF RICE! You leave this mortal life and reincarnate, I will be the nurse who DROPS your new baby self down an ELEVATOR SHAFT! You might be sharing a super secret handshake with your BFF zombie, but I will be on you like the AIR YOU BREATHE!"

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing pauses, as the crowd explodes around him.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "That is the truth of the matter! And while I am talking about being on the hunt, let's talk about someone else who wants to do some hunting!"

The big screen begins showing highlights of Shogun's latest interview.

Quote :

Shogun:You all know what happened and I am quite sure it is obvious what my feelings on the subject are...I was pinned by two men. It took TWO men pinning me at once to beat me. This means I have every claim in the word to say that I am the still the greatest wrestler ever to enter this company...Our new champon would not be champion if not for the fact that he had it handed to him on a silver platter!

Shogun paces the ring not revealing any emotion on his face as per the norm.

Shogun:So the hunt is on Conway. I am more dangerous than ever now because I have had my taste of the world championship...and now I want it back. I will get it back Conway. It doesnt matter if it takes one attempt or one thousand I WILL become the Primo Ultimo champion once more and I will destroy every living thing in my path until I reach this goal!

Shogun:The Demonic God is on the hunt again! All wrestlers are now on notice for they know that there is no more dangerous a monster than one on the hunt. TMOM stands in the way of my destiny tonight. TMOM will learn that there are many worse things than a mere bite from a zombie in his future! I will tear that plump bastard limb from fatty limb until there is nothing left! When I finish with him I will move onward until I at last get my rematch with Alexander Conway where I WILL become the first two time Primo Ultimo champion! I will further throw my name down into the history books as one of the best of all time!


Shogun:Tonight marks the start of the renewed struggle of man against demon! This time however...man shall fall.

Shogun drops the mic and exits the ring leaving a pitch black rose lying in the center of the ring.

The interview ends. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing has his head cocked slightly to one side.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "Primo wants to talk about monsters! You talk about being a monster, and tearing people limb from limb! I'm sorry, Primo, but someone already dead just did that! To my countrymen!"

The fans boo in response.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "You want the roster to take notice, then you've got my attention! Go ahead and throw around your black roses! It suits you!"



The image flashes unexpectedly on the big screen.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "You want that belt that's covered with the feces of that hamster's sphincter Marcus Troy! Go ahead! That belt is the symbol of what my lovely countrymen have gone through! To have their loved ones served like Whoppers and French fries! That belt you covet is the sum of what's wrong with the ULOL, and it should never see the light of day again! If it ever fell out of Zombie's buttcheeks, and if I get the chance, I will personally serve it up YOUR DARKNESS! And I'll even ask you if you want a diet Coke to go with that!"

Horrified shrieks cut through the air, as the dreaded image of Shogun's darkness again flashes on the big screen. Fortunately, it is quickly taken down.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "And there's the Pride of Australia!"

The sudden change of topic catches the fans by surprise. But many quickly start reacting, as they realize who the Correa Grande Del Oro de Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing is talking about.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "You know who it is! Let's talk about the man who put Australia on the front page of the Wrestling Observer! PWI! And all those other sites! He is now talking about fighting Lucian Blackheart, and wondering where Lucian Blackheart's balls would be!"

The big screen plays Brostar's latest interview.

Quote :

Brostar: Now onto Lucian Blackheart you see, me and Blackheart are both from Australia but even though we are from the same homeland doesn't mean I'm forming any alliance with him in that match, I go in their by myself and walk out of that ring. Holding the Ligero Maximo championship above my head as he just lays there on the mat wondering here his balls and heart went.

The interview clip ends.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "I know why the Brostar wants to know where that man's balls will be! He has EXPECTATIONS about balls! Because he has spent so much time being intimate with them!"

Highlights from the ULOL's absolutely first show under Marcus Troy plays.

Quote :

Brad Blood: "Whoa! Brostar got sent into those turnbuckles hard. He slumps on the ropes unmoving... This won't end well for him..."

Jim Jackson: "Stank Lord comes charging in... Big body avalanche! Brostar slumps down to the sitting position leaned up against the corner. "

Brad Blood: "Lookit that smile on Stank Lord's face..."

Jim Jackson: "Stank Lord turns around and walk backwards to Brostar. Stank Lord positions his butt is in Brostar's face and rubs it up and down he continues to do it until Brostar can't handle it any longer taps out to the stinkface. Stank Lord did it! Stank Lord won and Brostar has to serve Stank Lord!"
TOOOOOOOOOOT!!!

Quote :

Brad Blood: "OH GAWD!!! Stank Lord just lets another one rip as he is sitting on top of Brostar's face, talk about adding insult to injury."

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match by execution of the stinkface... Stank Lord!"

Jim Jackson: "Well looks like Brostar had just got himself a new master by the name of Stank Lord."

Brad Blood: "I have no love for Brostar but I do pity him now... Imagine being forced to be with Stank Lord twenty four seven..."

The match highlight ends. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing shivers slightly, apparently in response to what happened in the match.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "Brostar and Stank Lord sitting in a tree!"

He raises his microphone to the crowd.

Fans: "F-A-R-T-I-N-G!"

Then something appears on the big screen.



Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing exits the ring, while the fans react to the picture onscreen.




The scene fades in to see "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson sitting on a bench deep in thought.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: [What am I doing wrong? Why am I not living up to MY name, MY expectations?]

UJJ runs his hands up and down his face.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: [There's gotta be something wrong with me but what?]

UJJ scratches the back of his freshly cut hair. Suddenly his cellphone starts ringing beside him. UJJ picks it up and flips it open.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "Hello?"

???: "Hello JJ it's Dr. Thompson."

The voice sounds calm and relaxed, if not a little hip.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "Hey doc, you got the results from my tests?"

Dr. Thompson: "I have Jack, I can't seem to find anything wrong with you buddy. In fact your improving."

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "IMPROVING?! What do you mean improving?!"

UJJ stands up in a flash.

Dr. Thompson: "Well big man, what I mean is that your in better shape than ever. You've been able to lift up to 50 pounds more than last time and your stamina has increased."

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson:"How can I be improving if I haven't won the damn Primo Ultimo title yet?! All I've won is the tag titles! Even then my partner is doing most of the work!"

UJJ's face then lights up.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "That's it! I've been doing more tag matches than I have singles matches. Maybe that's the problem."

Dr. Thompson: "Well even if you have beendoing more tag matches it shouldn't make a difference. You started out as a pretty successful tag competitor. Winning countless titles with Bobbie. Until he always got injured and then you had to vacat them."

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "I guess your right. But doc, I've known you since Dad hired you when I was working in the amateurs. You gotta know what's wrong. I haven't lost in any federation until coming here. Is there something different about the way I wrestle?"

Dr. Thompson: "Not really bud. Only thing I see different is the quantity of submissions you hold during the match. Maybe if we improve on that then you could win some more. If not then we have to accept that there really is better wrestlers than you. I'll hook you up with Gary again. It's been a long time since you two last saw each other but he'll get you back into the old regime."

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "Alright then thanks doc."

Dr. Thompson: "Anytime JJ."

The cell makes a clicking sound and UJJ closes it. He gets up and walks out of the door as the scene fades to black.






The scene opens with Brostar opening the GM door and walking into the office he sees Allister King sitting at his desk. Brostar speaks.

Brostar: "So your the new GM well I got to say without Marcus Troy things will be a lot better now your in-charge, now I want to talk about somethings if that is ok?"

Waits for an answer before noticing that Allister King is not sitting but actually passed out from drinking on his desk. Brostar sighs and exits the room as it fades to black.




VS

VS

Jim Jackson: "The main event is coming up next. An odd main event at that, we have a three-way elimination match featuring Q, Stank Lord and "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson."

Brad Blood: "You are right this booking does make no sense but then again we are being led by a drunk so we shouldn't really be surprised."

Jim Jackson: "What's really got me worried though are Q's countrymen here at ringside. They have already brandished torches and pitchforks and carrying signs asking for Zombie and Troy's blood."

Brad Blood: "If Marcus Troy was still in charge those guys wouldn't even be allowed to enter. Under Allister King's rule, the security became so laxed. I mean what the hell?! TORCHES AND PITCHFORKS?!"

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a three-way elimination match scheduled for one fall... Introducing first, Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing!"

Nu-metal music begins to play as a highlight reel of Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing runs on the ULOLTron. A horde of reporters and photographers gather at the stage entrance, taking pictures and giving a blow by blow of Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing's every move as he steps out for his match. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing waves to the fans as he slowly makes his way to the ring.

The charismatic masked enigma known as Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing grabs a mic before he enters the ring.


Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "Greetings my erogenous and luscious fans!"

They cheer for him.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "As you all have heard in my soliloquy earlier, I do not recognize that foul defecated title that is the ULOL Primo Ultimo, which is still stored inside the abysmal darkness of Zombie! Instead, I would like to graciously and generously defend the Correa Grande Del Oro De Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing, which should be recognized as the true number one title here in ULOL!"

He makes a show of raising the masked belt for all to see.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "That is right! This title that has not been fouled by being coated in undead and rotting feces should be the premier title here in ULOL! Thus tonight, I shall defend my beauteous and wondrous title against the Johnson that is unstoppable when jacking! And against the walking pile of fermented elephant dung who is the lord of all odorous stench!"

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing raises the Correa Grande Del Oro De Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing up in the air as his legions of fans cheer out loud waving their torches and pitchforks in the air.

Brad Blood: "H-he can't do that! That belt isn't even officially sanctioned by ULOL yet!"

Jim Jackson: "Well no one is contesting it Brad so it seems that this match has just become a title match for the Correa Grande Del Oro De Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing."

Jasmine Lee: "And introducing the challengers, coming in first, here's Stank Lord!"

"This Stinks" plays as Stank Lord appears on stage he looks around him then walks down the ramp and into the ring, he poses for the fans as he waits for his opponent.

Jim Jackson: "Stank Lord will have his hands full tonight, he is just returning after a long hiatus while Q and UJJ are both at the top of the food chain."

Brad Blood: "Seriously though he shouldn't be allowed to compete, I mean he's stinking up the whole place, plus he is still harassing poor Stephanie."

Jasmine Lee: "Introducing the next challenger, "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson!"

"Papercut" by Linkin Park blasts over the arena as "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson enters the stage through a spark shower. He makes his way to the ring. He enters the ring and climbs a turnbuckle, scouting the entire arena.

Jim Jackson: "Johnson seems to be experiencing a crisis of his own these days."

Brad Blood: "He needs to be fully focused if he wants to beat Q here tonight."

Jasmine Lee: "The referee for this match is Jack B. Nimble. LET THE LUNACY BEGIN!"

Jim Jackson: "There's the bell! It looks like Stank Lord feels invigorated after hearing he can get a title although the title is not officially sanctioned by ULOL, it does hold clout as the bearer is one of ULOL's most over superstar. Belly to belly suplex by Stank Lord and Q hits the canvas! UJJ rushes in but Stank Lord is ready for him. Big forearm by Stank Lord stuns UJJ!"

Brad Blood: "Dang! Stank Lord is really letting it rip! He's throwing punches, elbows, even low kicks keeping both Q and UJJ at bay! Or maybe it's his stench..."

Jim Jackson: "Q blocks a punch. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing hits a rolling kick on Stank. Full nelson slam! Q hooks the leg."

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two..."

Brad Blood: "Stank Lord gets a shoulder up! UJJ sneaks up behind Q... Oh! German suplex!"

Jim Jackson: "Stank hits a dropkick on "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson". He has UJJ in a headlock!"

Brad Blood: "UJJ is flailing around clearly he's not appreciating being stuck between Stank Lord's pits."

Jim Jackson: "UJJ powers out of a headlock. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing scoops up Stank. UJJ bounces off the ropes and hits a flying bearhug lariat clothesline combo. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing blasts Stank with a super kick."

Brad Blood: "Stank Lord staggers towards UJJ! Uh-oh here it comes the JKO! "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson stalks Stank Lord waiting for him to turn around. Once he does "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson jumps up applying a three quarter facelock to Stank Lord slamming him down on the mat executing a Brutal JKO! That's revenge for the headlock earlier! UJJ hooks the leg."

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two! Three!"

Jim Jackson: "Stank Lord is out! And Q wastes no time attacking UJJ! He showers UJJ with hard rights then sends him to the ropes with an Irish whip! Back body drop sends "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson flying! Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing hits a missile dropkick on UJJ. Q drops an elbow..."

Brad Blood: "UJJ rolls away in the last second! UJJ starts to land some hard shots at Q. Uppercut connects!"

Jim Jackson: "Flapjack from UJJ. UJJ hits a fist drop from the second turnbuckle! He hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two..."

Brad Blood: "Oh! An Irish whip sends Q smashing to the turnbuckles hard! Here comes UJJ charging in..."

Jim Jackson: "Q counters an avalanche with a raised foot to the face. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing hits a missile dropkick on UJJ. "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson can barely stand. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing grabs "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson and drills "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson into the mat with a mighty crunch executing a devastating Ditwabiaosiahdiswehankiamma! This could be it!"

Brad Blood: "WAIT!!! IT'S ZOMBIE!!! ZOMBIE HAS JUST ENTERED THE RING!!! Zombie grabs Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing by the ears and powerfully headbutts Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing executing Deadbutt! The ref is calling for the bell!"

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest has been declared a no contest due to interference! So STILL the Correa Grande Del Oro De Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing, Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing!"

Jim Jackson: "Looks like Q's fans are not happy with Zombie's sudden entrance... OH MY GOD! THEY ARE CROSSING OVER THE STEEL RAILINGS! ZOMBIE BOLTS AND STAGGERS AWAY AS HE IS BEING CHASED BY A MOB OF Q'S FANS CARRYING TORCHES AND PITCHFORKS!!!"

Brad Blood: "RUN ZOMBIE RUN!!! It's chaos out here as Zombie makes a break for it! Zombie just dodged that thrown pitchfork as he heads to backstage. The mob chases after him! Man... What a night! What a night!"


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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 03/10/2011   Thu Mar 10, 2011 10:56 am

Jim Jackson: "What a show! Zombie is still being chased by the angry mob..."

Brad Blood: "Does that mean Conway loses his belt... I mean championship Zombie?"

Jim Jackson: "We won't know until next week Brad. But tonight we saw the IRA out drink The DWMA, no surprise there. We saw Lucian Blackheart retain his title. We saw Shogun beat TMOM and we saw a mob of angry villagers from Q's country chase Zombie with torches and pitchforks. What will be in-store for us next week? Well tune in again and find out. For Brad Blood, this is Jim Jackson signing off."


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