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PostSubject: Lucha Loco 12/09/2010   Thu Dec 09, 2010 6:01 am



Jim Jackson: "Welcome wrestling fans to Lucha Loco, it is just 16 days until Christmas but the holiday spirit has yet to grace the ULOL locker rooms. Joining me at ringside is Brad Blood."

Brad Blood: "It seems there are a lot of discontent and chaos in the locker room, I heard some people are not happy with Shogun retaining the title last week, and when I say some people, I meant Conway and Q."

Jim Jackson: "Yes Q and that horrible graphic picture he has of Shogun's darkness..."

Brad Blood: "I know what you mean, that picture is so disturbing it gives me nightmares but I just can't look away from it."

Jim Jackson: "Anyway, we best get things rolling, so without further ado... LET THE LUNACY BEGIN!"






The scene opens as we see Stank Lord storming through backstage, but stops because there is a person in front of him.

Stank Lord: "What do you want?"

It turned out to be Nao Fook Mi.


Staring at Stank Lord straight in the eyes while breathing lightly to minimize breathing in Stank Lord's foul body odor, Nao Fook Mi clenches her fists in anger. She grits her teeth together before replying.

Nao Fook Mi: "I do not know what you did to subvert Brostar as your lackey but I won't allow this travesty to go any further. Brostar was once a wrestler kids can look up to. Whether he wins or lose, he does it with dignity and with honor. Now, he's just trash like you."

Fook Mi pauses before continuing.

Nao Fook Mi: "Know this Stank Lord, I will make sure from now on the playing field is even. My run-in last week to save Andrew Hunter from the both of you is only the beginning. Whenever you both think about playing dirty, I'll be there to make sure your plans fail."

Fook Mi takes a step back, out of reach from Stank Lord's body odor to breathe in some fresh air.

Nao Fook Mi: "And one day, I shall wake Brostar from this haze of deceit you have cast over him. I shall free him from your twisted spell and rid ULOL of you."


Stank Lord: "I don't care what you say, Brostar is my friend and there is nothing you can do about it, anyways I need to go now, I still have to prepare for my speech at ringside later."

Stank Lord walks away from Nao Fook Mi but stops to let a fart loose in there area, then continues to walk.

~The camera fades away~






We stand in the parking lot. It is already evening, and the lights of this town illuminate everything as far as the eye can see. Including the wrecks of several cars on the street in front of the ULOL premises.

We see several people, dazed and bleeding and arguing with each other on who is to blame for the vehicular mishap which has befallen them. Most of them, however, are staring wide-eyed at something just beyond the range of the camera.

As the cameraman tries to get a better angle on what is going on, the shot focuses on none other than the sensational superstar of the squared circle, the masked man known only as Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing.

He does not give his customary greeting to his legions of loyal fans. He too is staring at something not seen by the cameraman. Despite the fact that he wears a mask, it is somehow evident that he is in great thrall of the sight he has laid eyes on.

Live, on Lucha Loco!

SHGUN!

The Primo Ultimo Champion!


It hung like a pink, glistening moon, illuminated by the spotlights that allowed it to be seen from miles away. It did not quite matter if anyone actually wanted to see it from miles away.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing slowly turns to give the camera a long, unreadable look, even as the people in the street continue to stare in fascinated horror at the huge banner that proudly showed off the ULOL's Primo Ultimo.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "I hear Allister King and Mr. Gonzalez are going to make a Chilean mining adventure ride in HIS DARKNESS! Shogun is going to let as many people ride him as he can!"

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing walks away, while the crowd of accident victims in the street continue to stare at the pink darkness that loomed over them.






Scene opens inside The British Hawk's locker room, the room looks completely tidy and looks like it hasn't been used at all. TBH is changing into his wrestling gear as a worker knocks on the door and enters. He hands over a bundle of newspapers and swiftly leaves the room. TBH curiously looks at the papers. He picks up one, the camera shows it with the headline "TBH not wanted in the world of wrestling". TBH quickly scan reads the article. It was about how several people dislike him and that there were speculations that Marcus would fire him if his below-par performances persist.

He places the newspapers down beside him and finishes lacing up his boots.


The British Hawk: "Is she really the reason that the fans now resent me? Is she the reason that I'm a flop? I can't let this go on. She has to get out of my head."

TBH stands up and sighs heavily he heads towards the door but his mind is still on Lady B. so much for getting her out if his head.




VS

Jasmine Lee: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring, the British Hawk!"

'Get Ready To Fly' by Grits starts to play over the arena. The fans start to cheer loudly as The British Hawk rises from beneath he stage via a lift underneath the stage. He is wearing his ususal wrestling attire and with a black hooded jacket with the hood up. He walks off the lift and raises his arms up triggering stage pyros to go off. He walks down to the ramp and enters the ring. He climbs onto a turnbuckle and removes his hood and taunts to the fans who cheer loudly.

Jasmine Lee: "His opponent, making his way to the ring, here is "New York City's Finest", Cameron Jones!"

Cameron Jones steps out. He poses for a moment, before making his way down the aisle. He stops and points to a fan with a Cameron Jones sign, before entering the ring.

Jim Jackson: "The British Hawk has suffered repeated setbacks since his debut here in the United League of Lunatics."

Brad Blood: "And Cameron Jones is looking to add to that losing streak. That's gonna be his early Christmas gift to the British Hawk."

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

Jim Jackson: "They lock up. Cameron Jones with a quick headlock. The British Hawk quick to push to the ropes, tries to throw off Jones, but Jones keeps the headlock wrapped around him. But Hawk strikes Jones in the kidneys, and a second shove throws him off."

Brad Blood: "The Hawk tries to hiptoss Jones off the ropes, but Cameron blocks it!"

Jim Jackson: "Cameron Jones levels the British Hawk with a clothesline! New York's Finest goes to work on the British Hawk!"

Brad Blood: "He's got Hawk...a butterfly suplex! He's picking him up again...but Hawk manages to trip him into the ropes!"

Jim Jackson: "Quick thinking by the British Hawk to get himself out of that jam! Dropkick takes down Jones!"

Brad Blood: "But Cameron returns the favor, tripping up Hawk when he got too close!"

Jim Jackson: "And he cuts down the British Hawk with a flying shoulder block! He smashes Hawk's face into the turnbuckle! Decks Hawk with a big hook punch to the face!"

Brad Blood: "Speaking of faces...look over there."

The camera cuts to the front row, where Brad Blood is pointing.

Jim Jackson: "Well, it's the Lady de Sade."

Brad Blood: "I guess she wants to see the British Hawk get more punishment."

Jim Jackson: "New York's Finest...sets up for a vertical suplex. He's holding Hawk in midair! And plants him with a jackhammer!"

Brad Blood: "Big move by Jones!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two!"

Jim Jackson: "Hawk kicks out! Jones...whips him HARD into the corner!"

Brad Blood: "That Irish whip nearly sent Hawk tumbling over the ropes!"

Jim Jackson: "The British Hawk manages not to fall out of the ring, but he gets hit by Jones! Hawk is draped over the ropes!"

Brad Blood: "He's dazed, but he probably has a pretty good view of Bianca de Sade from where he's hanging!"

Jim Jackson: "Lady de Sade looking on, as the British Hawk is dragged to his feet by Cameron Jones! New York's Finest lifts him up...and drops him right across the top rope!"

Brad Blood: "Hawk just got catapulted back into the ring!"

Jim Jackson: "Jones with the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two!"

Jim Jackson: "And a kickout! Cameron Jones...with another hard Irish whip that sends Hawk hard into the corner!"

Brad Blood: "And he charges right in after him with a full head of steam!"

Jim Jackson: "But Hawk ducks through the ropes! Kicks Jones in the head! The British Hawk taking a page from Kofi Kingston's playbook!"

Brad Blood: "And Hawk quick with a flying elbow to the face!"

Jim Jackson: "Jones blocks his follow-up! Scoops up the Hawk for a body but Hawk slide down behind him! Shoves Jones into the corner!"

Brad Blood: "And Cameron stumbles out into a dragon suplex!"

Jim Jackson: "Hawk trying to recover! Jones stumbling to his feet, but eats a bulldog!"

Brad Blood: "The British Hawk is...pointing to Bianca de Sade!"

Jim Jackson: "Takes Jones down with a frankensteiner! And now the British Hawk is climbing the ropes!"

Brad Blood: "He's going for his finisher!"

Jim Jackson: "And he hits the 450 splash!"

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

Jasmine Lee: "The winner of the match, by pinfall, the British Hawk!"

Brad Blood: "The British Hawk finally gets one on the Win column!"

Jim Jackson: "He is exhausted, but relieved to score a victory!"

Brad Blood: "He's...looking at Bianca de Sade again! I think he's going to reach out to her!"

The fans are on their feet with cheers as 'Get Ready To Fly' by Gritz starts to play. TBH is a little bit groggy but he holds his hands in the air in triumph, Lady Bianc de Sade enters the ring and looks at TBH. TBH looks at her and smiles. The two come close in the center of the ring. The fans cheer even louder.

TBH places his hand on Lady's cheek and he leans his head towards Lady B's. After a few tenacious seconds the two start kissing emphatically. The fans start to cheer even louder as the two break the kiss and hug. TBH raises his amrs to the cheering crowd and the scene fades.




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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 12/09/2010   Thu Dec 09, 2010 6:01 am



"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 before grabbing a mic to speak.

Stank Lord: "Yes everyone its me again, here to make another Fart Challenge to anyone in that locker room and if you win you get $1,000 and you know the rules, so is there anyone willing to accept a challenge for next week?"

Stank Lord waits for an answer.


Two women step out onto the stage, without any entrance video or pyro. Stank Lord finds himself staring at Stephanie Dawson, who has a microphone in hand.

Stephanie Dawson: "I am not out here to answer your Fart Challenge. I am out here on the advice of my attorney to give you this message."

The other woman hands Stephanie a piece of paper. She begins to read it loudly.

Stephanie Dawson: "Through your lawyer, I have received your initial offer of a settlement to the civil suit I have filed against you. I am here to tell you that your initial offer is rejected. It does not come close to matching what you have done to me. You assaulted me in front of millions of viewers without any provocation. Because of your thoughtless actions, you damaged my professional standing amongst my peers, causing me severe emotional damage and suffering. My attorney and I fail to understand how your offer to settle this civil suit can be so low, considering you are standing out here right now, offering a $1,000 fart challenge. You did not even try to give me the same courtesy of this fart challenge when you assaulted me."

Stephanie briefly looks up from the speech she is reading from to glance at Stank Lord.

Stephanie Dawson: "I can understand you wanting to put this behind you. I want the same thing, but I cannot have that if you think my civil suit against you is a joke. I hope you take that in mind, Stank Lord."

The other woman quickly takes the mic.

Attorney: "My client is done. We'll be taking no further questions. Stank Lord, what action we will take depends on what you will do. Please consider that."

Both women make their exit.


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 has a mic in hand and she stares down at Stank Lord from atop the entrance ramp.

Nao Fook Mi: "Looks like you have some legal problems ahead of you Stank Lord, are you sure you can still afford to give out a thousand dollars? Well it matters not, know this though, after I defeat Brostar tonight, I'll be going after you Stank Lord. But I won't fight you in that Fart Challenge of yours, if I fight you, it will be a fair one on one match where I will stand victorious."

Nao Fook Mi looks around.

Nao Fook Mi: "I also notice you are alone in the ring tonight. Now where is that lackey of yours Brostar? Don't tell me he chickened out of our fight tonight?"


Some music hits as Brostar makes his way to the stage he has a mic and begins to speak.

Brostar: "Nao Nao Nao, hahaha lackey? Chickened? Your mind is as little as your move sets, plus what was your deal last week did you think your boyfriend Andrew Hunter would have to spend his life in the hospital. Hahaha, it seems you think all of this is an illusion and I'm not actually Stank Lord's partner and that I'm just under mind control? Well Nao, get your head out of the cloud I'm not under mind control, I have my own thoughts and can choose what I want, when I want. I chose to be Stank Lord's partner because I could. Now Stank Lord don't worry I have found you an opponent for next week."

Brostar turns to his side as he lets a person past, before he could get down the ramp Brostar grabbed and spoke again on the mic.

Brostar: "Whats your name kid?"

???: "Brandon Cavo."

Brostar: "Well Brandon Cavo you have a chance to win $1,000 next week all you have to do is either give Stank Lord a stinkface, a fart in a face or just knock him out with a fart."

Brandon doesn't say anything and tries to walk down the ramp but Brostar still had a grip of him.

Brostar: "I almost forgot if you lose you will have to be our... Lets just say "New partner" if you can catch my drift."

Brostar lets go of Brando Cavo as they both leave the stage.


Nao Fook Mi can only shake her head at the stunt Brostar just pulled.

Nao Fook Mi: "As you all can see, Brostar has fallen so far down that he also plans to drag another poor innocent down with him."

Fook Mi clenches her fists in anger.

Nao Fook Mi: "Maybe Brostar is beyond saving but that Cavo kid... I will not allow him to be swallowed up by this madness. Tonight, I shall start my clean-up of ULOL and I shall start with Brostar! Hear me Stank Lord, after I defeat Brostar, I shall come after you! Your filth that has been stinking up ULOL shall be cleansed, this I swear."

With that, Fook Mi turns around and leaves the area.




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The scene opens the man known as Arnold "GoodFella" Bold is on his way to Felix Schwarz's locker room. A man which was defeated by GoodFella weeks before. A seed has been planted in GoodFella's mind, the seed from which the conclusion that Schwarz was somehow responsible for the disappearance of his partner, specially since he saw Schwarz snooping around The Entourage locker room. GoodFella opens doors with a bang he looks has reached his boiling point and surpassed it, never before has he been this angry. He starts to shout at Felix.

Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "You scum bag I know you took him. This was just your revenge for me beating you isn’t it? Well your mind games with me is over. Where did you take him? I want to know answer right now."

He pins Schwarz to the wall and starts shouting in his face.

Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "I shall ask you one more time moron. Where did you hide Taufik?"


Felix looks confused what he was blamed for some kidnapping he doesn't know about and he doesn’t know what to say to Arnold. Even he looks a bit scared cause he never seen man that has snapped and given in to rage. Furthermore he is surprised that someone missing could elicit such a reaction from Arnold "GoodFella" Bold.

Felix Schwarz: "Relax dude. I have no idea what are you talking about. I swear I didn’t do it. You think I am that stupid of a man to make you furious just because I lost a match? You think that I could overpower Taufik and take him? I am not that petty to go kidnapping someone just because I lost a match, it's not even worth all the trouble."

GoodFella lets him go and after realizing that Felix really didn’t do it. Felix's words hit his reason, someone who couldn't beat GoodFella could not possibly kidnap Taufik without a trace. GoodFella pushes Felix away as he collapses on a floor into sobs. Quickly realizing where he is, GoodFella exits the locker room of Felix Schwarz and makes his way to the street where he left that poster boy standing.






Before Stank Lord could answer Brostar comes from behind and hits Nao Fook with a lead Pipe, then repeatedly stomps on Nao Fook, Brostar picks up Nao Fook, puts her on his shoulders and carries her to the ring he throws her in and gets in the ring himself. He tells Stank Lord to leave.

Brostar: "Ref. start the match."

Nao Fook Mi is shaken awake by none other than ULOL trainer Chuck Norris. She slowly rises rubbing her eyes.

Chuck Norris: "Hey sleepyhead, you better get ready you have a match coming right up."

Nao Fook Mi: "Uh... Yeah, thanks for waking me up, I was having a nightmare."

Chuck Norris chuckles before replying...

Chuck Norris: "I could tell, you were cringing and moaning. Must have been one bad dream."

Fook Mi nods as she sits up straight.

Nao Fook Mi: "Yeah, I dreamed that Stephanie Dawson went out and confronted Stank Lord with her lawsuit, then I came out and had a few words too, but suddenly Brostar attacked me with a pipe and threw me into the ring."

Chuck Norris: "Well the first part of your dream really happened but after that, don't you remember? Brostar came out with this other guy called Cavo which he volunteered into Stank Lord's challenge before leaving again. You headed back here where you trained by yourself after finding out Roe Kai stood you up again."

Nao Fook Mi: "Right, it's all coming back to me now. After Stank Lord didn't reply and Brostar's little speech, I came back here and released my pent up stress into the heavy bag after finding out Roe Kai didn't come to help me train. I fell asleep afterwards..."

Chuck Norris: "Exactly, now as I said, it's almost time for your match, so why don't you get ready to fight Brostar?"

Fook Mi nods and thanks Chuck Norris for waking her up, she stands up and tidies up her things before heading out through the doors and heading to ringside.




VS

Jasmine Lee: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring, accompanied by Stank Lord, here is Brostar!"

"I Am...All of Me" by Crush 40 plays as Brostar appears on stage, with Stank Lord beside him. He runs down the ramp into the ring and poses as he gets into the ring.

Jasmine Lee: His opponent! Making her way to the ring, here is 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.

Jim Jackson: "Nao Fook Mi and Brostar have had increasingly hostile confrontations as of late. Now, it looks like they get a chance to settle their differences in the ring.

Brad Blood: "She's been quite a busybody being so interested in what Brostar does nowadays. Granted, the guy's been under the influence of Stank Lord lately, but does she really have to stick her nose in it? She may wind up getting a really bad dose of the fart Stank Lord and Brostar have been spreading around."

Jim Jackson: I think it's very thoughtful of her to be concerned about Brostar."

Brad Blood: "She could very well just be wasting her time trying to bring him back from the dark side. Or make that, the stinky side."

Jim Jackson: "Brostar tags her with a kick to the midsection! He's hammering away, forcing her to the ropes! The referee trying to get Brostar off Fook Mi, but Brostar...reels her in for a clothesline!"

Brad Blood: "Brostar taking on the role of aggressor quite well."

Jim Jackson: "He lifts Nao Fook Mi for a suplex, but Fook Mi lands behind him safely! She grabs him from behind...lungblower!"

Brad Blood: "That caught Brostar by surprise and pain!"

Jim Jackson: "Fook Mi...with a kick to the head! She goes for the cover, but Brostar manages to kick out! Fook Mi...to the ropes for a lionsault!"

Brad Blood: "Picture perfect!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two!"

Brad Blood: "But not a winner!"

Jim Jackson: "Nao Fook Mi keeping Brostar off his feet! She heads to the ropes, but is pulled out of the ring by Stank Lord! Stank Lord throws her into the barrier!"

Brad Blood: "And the referee is calling for the DQ!"

Jasmine Lee: The winner of the match, by disqualification, Nao Fook Mi!"

Brad Blood: "She may have won this match, but it looks like she's about to step into a stinky world of farting and pain!"

Jim Jackson: "The Stank Lord throwing her into the ring! Brostar is staggering back to his feet! Stank Lord...throws Fook Mi into a Brostar tackle! Fook Mi is laying on the mat!"

Brad Blood: "Isn't this the part where someone comes out to help the damsel in distress?"

Jim Jackson: "Stank Lord ordering Brostar to finish her off! Brostar grabs...Fook Mi kicks him in the groin! Spins around and backfists the Stank Lord!"

Brad Blood: "She's...moving too fast for them!"

Jim Jackson: "She kicks Brostar hard in the knee, sending him collapsing in pain! Stank Lord grabs SHE DUCKS AND SWEEPS HIS LEGS OUT FROM UNDER HIM!"

Brad Blood: "They're bailing out of the ring! Fook Mi just ran them off! Talk about an attack plan backfiring!"


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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 12/09/2010   Thu Dec 09, 2010 6:02 am



The doors of the office of the General Manager swings open and the humongous mass of lard also known as The Morbidly Obese Man squeezes through the door jamb, cracking it a little as he pushes his way past it. He trudges over to the general manager's table and slams both hands down on it.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "I want another title shot Marcus, last night was an accident, I should have won that belt from Shogun... You have the authority to book that match so I want another shot at Shogun and his belt, change that triangle match into a four-way elimination match or a four corners match."

The big wrestler leans closer to the face of the general manager before continuing.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "You do know what will happen if you do not concede to my demands right? A certain tape with a certain conversation will get sent to a certain insurance company which will result in a certain general manager getting charged with fraud."

The Morbidly Obese Man grins at Marcus Troy who seems unperturbed by the big man's threats.


Marcus Troy merely smiles as he reaches into his coat pocket. He pulls out a tape and waves it in front of the big wrestler.

Marcus Troy: "By chance you were not referring to this tape weren't you?! It seems I found out where you stashed it."

Marcus grins as the eyes of The Morbidly Obese Man widens. Marcus Troy then brings out a Zippo and lights the tape up, sets it on the ash tray and watch it burn and melt into a pool of useless plastic.

Marcus Troy: "You see, your little hold on me is no more, which means I don't have to do anything. Now if you want someone to blame with all this, blame the idiot who whacked you in the head. And oh one more thing..."

The general manager casually leans back his eyes never leaving the expression plastered on The Morbidly Obese Man's face.

Marcus Troy: "You know that saying "Payback's a bitch!"? Well I think you should prepare yourself since I'm definitely paying you back for the grief you caused me. Now leave my office before I have you thrown out!"

The Morbidly Obese Man can only comply as the screen fades to black.






Sr. Gonzalez's limousine comes down the entrance ramp between the crowd booing. He and his bodyguards get out of it and climbs into the ring. Somebody from the ringside tosses him a mic, but he just moves out of the way. One of his bodyguards pass him another one, wich he takes.

Sr. Gonzalez: "Tonight I'm having a shot at the Primo Ultimo title. Tonight everybody is gonna be watching. Chile is gonna be watching. Chileans love you know, they really do! And they love me because I can prove the world that their country is great as has great fighters, and business people. The BEST business man, and the BEST fighter."

The crowd boos, as usual.

Sr. Gonzalez: "As I said before, last time was just a trial. We were practicing. It didn't really matter who won, because it wasn't for real, but now, that the world is watching, it's for real! Shogun might have defended his title once already, but that is going to be over tonight. I'm going to be the real champion!"

He pauses.

Sr. Gonzalez: "... Uh..., um..., damn. Whatever, today my whole country and the world is gonna see me become the world champion, for real!"

He starts yelling angrily at his bodyguards for whatever reason.


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, his Primo Ultimo championship around his waist. Shogun begins to make his way to the ring with a broad smile on his face his eyes still show the hatred for the people in the arena and the pure intensity can still be seen in Shoguns body language as he walks down the ramp. As he makes it to the ring he runs up and rolls into the ring taking the title off his waist and hoisting it into the air with one arm before putting it over one shoulder. Shogun picks up a mic from a ring attendant and begins to speak.

Shogun: "Well well well...A spoiled boy who can barley speak proper English is going to defeat The Demonic God and take away the Primo Ultimo championship?"

Shogun grins as Sr.Gonzalez yells something back angrily

Shogun: "Listen to me you are in the ring with the most powerful man in this federation boy! I am not a man that you will be able to bribe into a victory and I will not let you win so you can feel better about yourself. If you truly think you stand a chance against me, the man who in two weeks has defied the odds and defeated multiple opponents at once to retain my title, then you are quite delusional my friend..."

The smiles leaves Shogun's mouth as Gonzalez raises the microphone to speak.

Sr. Gonzalez: "See, I don't need you to let me win! I'm just gonna win! I can get anything I want and I'll prove it! And you just watch too much cartoons. Or read comics? I don't care! Still, all what you do is go around all day screaming about that weird fantasies of you being some sort of "Demonic God", come on! I don't believe in gods! And I'm too old to be watching cartoons like you do! Stop pretending you are some sort of demon and say something that makes sense for once!"

Gonzalez leaves the ring and walks towards his limousine. He gives Shogun one last look before entering it. The limousine goes up the ramp in reverse.

The limousine exits the arena, the arena goes quiet for a little while. Shogun raises the microphone to his lips, most likely to talk about his darkness. Then suddenly 'Papercut' by Linkin Park starts blaring over the arena. The fans start to cheer loudly as "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson makes his way to the ring. His eyes are fixed onto Shogun and the championship that is placed on his shoulder. UJJ enters the ring and grabs the mic that was dropped by Gonzalez. The music dies down and UJJ speaks.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "I'm sorry, but did I hear you correctly? You say that you're the most powerful man in this federation?"

UJJ breaks off as he smirks.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "You know Sho, winning the title two weeks ago has really gone to your head. It may be your first world title but trust me on this, people like you don't last long as champs. Why? Because they get overthrown by people like me!

The fans cheer. Shogun just casually looks at the man standing before him. He adjusts his title a little on his shoulder.

U"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "You may think that you are untouchable and that nothing and no one can stop you. Critics and pundits think that people like Lard Ass and Qwad- whatever that clown's name is, are the biggest threats. You are both wrong. I am the biggest threat to you and your title reign."

UJJ pauses and looks at Primo Ultimo Championship. The fans cheer in agreement with UJJ's statement. Shogun raises the microphone to his lips.


Shogun: "Johnson you my friend are nothing but a joke..."

Shogun takes the title off his shoulder and shows it to UJJ before putting it around his waist

Shogun: "Take a good look at this. This is a title that you will never hold Jack. You see you seem to have this delusion that you are a big name in the wrestling world. You have the delusion that you can win any title any time you want."


Shogun taps the belt around his waist firmly with a finger.

Shogun: "Well here is the reality of your situation Jack. I am a big name in the wrestling world and I can and will tear you limb from limb when we eventually wrestle in this ring. The best party about it is there is nothing you can do about it because I am better than YOU."

The crowd erupts in boos for Shogun.

Shogun: "You see the difference between the two of us is you beat weaklings and make it out to be a great accomplishment. I however defeat LEGENDS Jack, something you will never be."

The boos start getting louder and louder the more Shogun speaks.

Shogun: "I've dealt with your kind before Jack. The young upstart who thinks he has the biggest balls in the building. Well now your dealing with a real promotion with opponents you cant possibly keep up with! I am not your run of the mill kid Jack! I am a man who had ended careers and made others. I make people like you famous when they get a fluke win over me and stomp out the ones who lose. The problem here Jack is you are not good enough to beat me now and you never will be!"

Shogun lowers the mic as UJJ starts to speak again.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "You seem to be forgetting that I have only lost once in my entire career! You seem to be forgetting that I have been in the top federations in the world! You seem to be forgetting that I have held the biggest titles in wrestling history! Finally you are talking the biggest pile of shit anything can produce."

The fans change their boos into cheers once again. UJJ resumes speaking.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "You say that you are a big name in the wrestling world but yet you have only managed to capture 1 World Title. Doesn't seem that big to me. Not one bit."

"UJJ!" chants can be heard throughout the arena.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "I am a bigger idol in this business than you are. I am a better wrestler than you are and I will prove it. Once I destroy The Entourage tonight, I would like to face you next week! Championship Match or not! I will prove to you that you are nothing more than a jackass goth!"

The fan's cheers increase in volume as the match was offered. UJJ looks at Shogun with rage embedded in his eyes, waiting for the champion to respond.


Shogun: "Boy, I've never even heard of you so I have no idea who you think your talking to about your big titles and federations. How many hall of fames have you been inducted in Jack?"

Shogun: "None right? That is because you are a chump. Just because you've never fought a decent wrestler in your career does not make you great nor does is make you a big name superstar."

Shogun pushes Jack out of his way and leaves the ring with the mic.

Shogun: "Maybe when I`m done with Allister and Gonzalez Troy will give you a shot at my belt...I look forward to making you humble Jack."

Shogun drops the mic and makes his way to the back with his title.

UJJ watches Shogun leave as he speaks.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "Last time I checked Hall of Fames were for the retired legends of wrestling. I'm nowhere near retirement as I'm 24 for crying out loud! You know it makes me wonder how you became champ in the first place, but no matter because you won't be champ for much longer."

The fans cheer as UJJ drops the mic and "Papercut" by Linkin Park starts blaring over the arena once again as UJJ exits the arena. The scene fades to black.






The Morbidly Obese Man: "WHAT THE HELL JOHNSON?!! Are you effing blind?! I could have sworn you swung that chair on me on purpose. Are you so unstoppable that you weren't able to stop yourself from swinging that chair when you saw your partner coming towards you instead of Shogun?"

It is clear to all that the massive wrestler known as The Morbidly Obese Man is angry. And just like a certain comic superhero, you won't like him when he's angry. The big wrestler punches a locker door off it's hinges and it smashes into the wall in a loud clang.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Instead of helping me win, you cost me the match! Way to go genius... You owe me something in return for that loss partner. Let's say a week's worth of lunch."

The Morbidly Obese Man stares at "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson who sits emotionless waiting for a reply...


UJJ casually looks at the monstrous wrestler, he pauses for a minute before speaking.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "One week worth of lunch?! You're kidding right? I'm already your tag partner so shouldn't that be enough?"

UJJ looks at TMOM which shows no change of emotion, for once TMOM isn't in a joking mood.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "Listen I may have swung that chair at you, but Shogun was a few feet in front of me at the time, so it was a case of swing or fall off the apron. Didn't you see me try and get back in the ring?! Didn't you see me try and takeout Sho afterwards?! Or were you seeing food spinning around you?"

UJJ starts to sound more serious, he speaks again.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "Listen if you want to punish me for not winning you the title that you would never hold for long anyways then don't turn up to the tag match, or turn up, daydream about a massive sandwich and let me do the work."

UJJ looks away from TMOM for a second before looking back at him. Waiting for him to reply.


It is evident that both wrestlers' hatred for each other has caused tension between them even before they had a chance to fight together as a tag team in a match. The Morbidly Obese Man punches another locker door off it's hinges before settling down.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "I'll be there Johnson, you can count on me on that at least and I will keep it professional. You can be sure that I won't screw you over in our tag match later. We may hate each other but I know we both hate to lose even more, specially to the likes of The Entourage."

The big wrestler stands up again and flexes his cellulite.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Besides I heard inside info that Troy plans to reveal the tag titles soon. One title for each of us Johnson... We will easily dominate the tag division here in ULOL."


"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "One title for you but 2 for me, because I plan on winning the Primo Ultimo Championship, even if it means I go through everyone to get it!"

UJJ smirks a little.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "Now come on let's go and end the match quickly, I'll need your help with something after."

UJJ heads out the door followed by TMOM as the scene fades.






Manolo Ferrer is in the Entourage's dressing room, checking news on his cellphone. He looks up to find GoodFella stepping in.

Manolo Ferrer: "The only leads we have are prank calls about Mr. Taufik hanging out with Elvis, or that he was abducted by invaders from Uranus, or he joined a Satanic cult, or some other Twilight Zone story."

He puts his phone away.

Manolo Ferrer: "It takes a lot of effort for someone as high profile as him to disappear, and not be found in any way. But we still have a tag team match scheduled. I am not very happy that we now have to make changes, because Mr. Taufik has fallen off the face of the earth."

A knocking is heard on the door before GoodFella can reply. Mr. Ferrer opens the door to see who it is.

Manolo Ferrer: "Mr. Schwarz, thank you for coming. I think we will be accepting your offer of aid."

Manolo Ferrer steps back to let Felix Schwarz enter the room. The GoodFella stares at the visitor.


Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "What I ain't gonna team up with this clown. I'd be better off being beaten down by fatty and his sidekick than team up with this joke."

GoodFella looks with anger in his face to Felix Schwarz.


Mr. Ferrer intercedes between his client and Felix Schwarz.

Manolo Ferrer: "Mr. Schwarz offered his services. He was informed you needed a temporary tag team partner. This is just going to be a very short-term arrangement. Isn't that right, Mr. Schwarz?"

Both GoodFella and Mr. Ferrer look at Felix Schwarz.


Felix Schwarz looks to GoodFella who is having temper tantrum and replies to him.

Felix Schwarz: "You think it was easy for me to volunteer and have such a partner like you? Well I just want to inform you that I am offering my services just to show that I am not responsible of disappearance of your current tag team partner and good friend “Dashing” Taufik. Just like your manager said, it's a temporary thing. So you have no choice just accept me as your partner or fight handicapped."

Mr. Ferrer is quick to reply to Felix Schwarz.

Manolo Ferrer: "I am accepting your offer in good faith. I would hope that my faith will be rewarded in a positive way."

He addresses Arnold Bold.

Manolo Ferrer: "We will be up shortly. This is a challenge for us to overcome, and we are going to do that."


GoodFella looks to his manager and admits that Felix is only choice right now.

Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "You know I admit that you are my only choice right now but if there is any seed in your mind about screwing me, I suggest to forget it. Cause if you do, I am going to demolish you and make your career here in ULOL a living hell. Now let's go."

GoodFella closed the door as all guys left locker room.




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Jim Jackson: "Now the upcoming tag match is interesting. The Entourage was scheduled to fight tonight but with Taufik going missing, GoodFella was forced to tag with Felix Schwarz."

Brad Blood: "Well if it was The Entourage I would expect that TMOM and UJJ would have the disadvantage as a tag team but with Felix Schwarz as his tag partner, the playing field has been evened out."

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a tag match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first the team of Arnold "GoodFella" Bold and Felix Schwarz!"

"Sharp Dressed Man" by ZZ Top starts to sound, the light suddenly turns off after a few seconds it starts again and he was standing in the middle of the ring pointing to the sky.

Felix Schwarz walks down the entrance ramp and enters the ring to little fanfare.


Jim Jackson: "Originally scheduled as The Entourage versus The Morbidly Obese Man and "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson, with the disappearance of Taufik, GoodFella is forced to have Schwarz as his wing man tonight. GoodFella and Schwarz still look like they are not getting along much. This may affect their in-ring performance here tonight."

Brad Blood: "Well Manolo must have seen something in Schwarz... Still GoodFella's choice is either have Schwarz as his partner or battle TMOM and UJJ alone..."

Jasmine Lee: "Their opponents for tonight, the team of The Morbidly Obese Man and "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson, Morbidly Unstoppable!"

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.

"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.

Brad Blood: "Er they called themselves what?"

Jim Jackson: "Morbidly Unstoppable is what I heard."

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

Jim Jackson: "It's TMOM and Schwarz starting off for their respective teams. Schwarz tries an Irish whip..."

Brad Blood: "TMOM didn't budge, he's too heavy to be whipped into the ropes by Schwarz!"

Jim Jackson: "OH!!! Stiff standing clothesline by TMOM sends Schwarz down... TMOM lifts Felix Schwarz up... Piledriver connects! TMOM goes for a leg drop..."

Brad Blood: "Schwarz barely rolls out in the nick of time! He leaps and tag in GoodFella!"

Jim Jackson: "GoodFella starts throwing hard punches at The Morbidly Obese Man... TMOM counterattacks with a big chop!"

Brad Blood: "I thought GoodFella got chopped in half there. Looks like UJJ wants to be tagged in... TMOM obliges..."

Jim Jackson: "UJJ gets the tag and jumps into the ring. Spike slam by UJJ on Arnold "GoodFella. "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson goes for an knee drop... GoodFella rolls away and tags in Schwarz!"

Brad Blood: "Schwarz jumps in but UJJ is already charging towards him..."

Jim Jackson: "SPEAR!!! Schwarz goes down hard!"

Brad Blood: "Schwarz literally got folded in half when UJJ connected with that spear. UJJ ain't done punishing Schwarz yet..."

Jim Jackson: "UJJ lifts Felix Schwarz up... Spinebuster connects! UJJ hooks the leg..."

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

Brad Blood: "GoodFella with a punt to UJJ's head breaks the three count... TMOM comes charging in too! GOODFELLA PULLS THE ROPES DOWN AND TMOM GOES OVER CRASHING TO THE OUTSIDE!!!"

Jim Jackson: "The ref tries to get GoodFella out... UJJ gets back up and he attacks GoodFella forgetting about Felix Schwarz who is still down after that spine buster. GoodFella stuns UJJ with a spinning backfist! The ref is helpless to stop the mayhem inside the ring."

Brad Blood: "GoodFella scoops UJJ up for a slam, he turns around... UJJ's legs slams into Schwarz who is just getting back up! Schwarz is down! UJJ slips down from GoodFella's shoulders... He spins GoodFella around."

Jim Jackson: "Stiff standing clothesline sends GoodFella over the top rope! GoodFella lands on TMOM!"

Brad Blood: "Talk about soft landing... Schwarz tries to get up to his feet but is still very groggy after being hit on the head by UJJ's legs..."

Jim Jackson: "Uh-oh, Schwarz is in trouble... "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson stalks Felix Schwarz waiting for him to turn around. Once he does "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson jumps up applying a three quarter facelock to Felix Schwarz slamming him down on the mat executing a Brutal JKO! UJJ hooks the leg..."

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

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match via pinfall, the team of The Morbidly Obese Man and "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson, Morbidly Unstoppable!"

Brad Blood: "What a showing by TMOM and UJJ, they may hate each others' guts but tonight's match showed us that they do work well together. That and the fact that GoodFella is not working with Taufik tonight but with Schwarz who still needs more tag experience if you ask me."

Jim Jackson: "TMOM and UJJ celebrate their win in the ring temporarily forgetting their animosity towards each other while GoodFella and Schwarz exits the ringside..."


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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 12/09/2010   Thu Dec 09, 2010 6:04 am



The camera turns to show Ray Kamaura standing with Stephanie Dawson. He has his head held high with a wide grin glaming on his face. Ray looks down to Stephanie when she raises the mic.

Stephanie Dawson: "Ray, tonight you have a match with Alexander Conway, how are you going to handle him?"

Ray scratches his chin while turning to the camera.

Ray Kamaura: "Lets save that question for last shall we. I'd rather say a few words about why I even have this match tonight."

Stephanie looks a little shocked about what Ray has just said.

Ray Kamaura: "I started my long career...Wait wrong story."

Ray chuckles.

Ray Kamaura: "I might be looked on as the new guy but I'm far from it. I have lots of experience. Last week, I beat Hillbilly Phil in my first match back from my injury. It takes heart to do what I did. I have more heart than Alexander Conway. Tonight I'm gonna prove myself to Shogun and everybody in the ULOL. In all my years in this "business" I have never been a real Champion. No titles. No big wins. I have been the Number one contender more times then I can count. But never will I let anyone stop me again, from becoming a champion."

Ray walks closer to the camera with tears in his eyes.

Ray Kamaura: "I've been a good guy. I've been a bad guy. I've been the worst guy. But I've changed my life and my style. I'm here for two reasons. The first is to become the Primo Ultimo Champion, and to defeat those who don't appreciate what they have and what they can do. What better way to start than with the man who thinks he should be number 1 contender, "Mr. Calgary". So tonight Its Game over for "Mr. Calgary". Thank you for the interview Stephanie."

Ray turns and cracks his neck before walking away for the camera.

Stephanie Dawson: "There you have it, strong words from the newest addition here at ULOL."





"Asylum" by Disturbed starts to play as the entrance way explodes with fire. Bloodflame walks through the fire and makes his way to the ring, mic in hand. He looks around at the crowd for a moment before he speaks.

Bloodflame: "Well, little man, after all that shit you talked last week before our match I expected a better showing from you. Guess I shouldn't be surprised though, you never were very good. And do you seriously think I arranged that match between us? I wouldn't wipe my ass in you, let alone go to the trouble to get a match booked against you. I guess management thought it would be a good match-up. But I digress."

Bloodflame pauses for a moment before continuing.

Bloodflame: "See, to me you just sound like a little boy whining and crying because things didn't go his way last time he was here, and now you want to try and stick it to the person who, in your eyes, took it all away from you. So be it. Far be it from me to stop someone on a revenge trip, as pissy as this one might be. You thought I took everything from you before, you haven't seen anything yet. I'll take your dignity from you, if I haven't already done that by ass-raping you with a wooden stake. I'd take your integrity, but you don't have any. I can damn sure take away your ability to walk, to move at all. I imagine life'll be pretty piss-poor when you're lying in a bed for the rest of it, paralyzed. Again, so be it. You brought it on yourself, now live with it. Welcome to hell, Lucian. Prepare to get burned."

Bloodflame drops the mic and leaves the ring.



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Alexander Conway is walking briskly through the halls dressed to compete. He's obviously in a foul mood,(when isn't he?), by the expression shown on his face. Before he can get too far, Stephanie Dawson turns a corner and stops him.

Stephanie Dawson: "Alexander, could I-"

Alexander Conway: "Just stop Stephanie. You want an interview? Fine, but you're not asking the questions. You just stand there and look pretty."

An exasperated look comes over Stephanie, but she complies to Alexander's demand.

Alexander Conway: "Good choice."

He seemingly forgets Stephanie is even there as he faces the camera again.

Alexander Conway: "Once again, Alexander gets screwed out of the Primo Ultimo Championship. I was screwed over by Jackass Johnson and The Morbidly Obese Man. Johnson had absolutely no business coming down to the ring. None! He ended up whacking The Morbidly Obese Man with a steel chair, allowing him to be easy pickings for Shogun. Does ULOL have no freakin' security at all?"

Alexander looks up and down the long hallways, but isn't able to find any member of ULOL's security.

Alexander Conway: "That's disgraceful. What's worse is that Marcus Troy shrugged off this incident like it was nothing. Not only that, but he allowed Shogun to allow Johnson a title shot! Where's my title shot? I've come so close only to be ruined by The Morbidly Obese Man's mistakes! I should be facing Shogun one vs. one for the title, but instead, I get placed against the new guy? Really?"

Alexander shakes his head in disdain before continuing.

Alexander Conway: "Nobody can say that doesn't sound like a conspiracy against me. It's obvious Marcus Troy has something against me, he's trying to hold me down. He lured me in with false assurances and money, before turning on me like some backstabbing drug-ridden prick! Well Marcus, you can try, but you can't hold down "Mr. Calgary". You can be damn sure I'm going to defeat this new punk, and then I'm-"

Stephanie interjects, interrupting the Canadian superstar.

Stephanie Dawson: "How do you plan on defeating that mastodonish Ray Kamaura?"

Looking a bit vexed at being interrupted, Alexander reluctantly responds.

Alexander Conway: "You mean that blue haired quibble of a man? Oh, he has size....but what's that going to do for him? Will that stop him from being beaten? I think not. I saw his first match here at ULOL, he wasn't that impressive; he almost lost to Hillbilly Phil. Height isn't going to win him this match. His height advantage won't stop me from taking out his legs. His height advantage won't stop me from superkicking his teeth down his throat. His height advantage won't save him when I lock him into The Prophecy, Stephanie. He's not taller than anyone when he's flat on the mat. Speaking of him though, I believe my match is about to start. Why don't you watch and see how I defeat this fool, and realize why you shouldn't ask such folly-filled questions."

Alexander walks down the hall, leaving Stephanie and the camera behind as the scene fades to black.



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Jim Jackson: "Well the next match will be Ray Kamaura against Alexander Conway. Kamaura had a successful debut against Hillbilly Phil."

Brad Blood: "Well he also talked smack about Alexander Conway... Did he just bite off more than he could chew?"

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first Alexander Conway!"

"Hunt You Down" by Saliva blares throughout the arena as Alexander Conway makes his way to the ring.

Jim Jackson: "And here is Alexander Conway, earlier tonight he was complaining about some conspiracy against him."

Brad Blood: "He does raise some valid points Jim."

Jasmine Lee: "And his opponent for the evening, Ray Kamaura!"

"Blind Man" by Black Stone Cherry blares throughout the arena as Ray Kamaura makes his way to the ring very slowly.

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura, he had a great win last week against Hillbilly Phil, but sources say that he is still actually not at 100%."

Brad Blood: "I heard that he came back from a leg injury but that certainly didn't show in his debut match last week."

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

Jim Jackson: "There goes the bell! Conway charges in first... Alexander Conway strikes Kamaura. Dropkick connects, Kamaura goes down. Kamaura quickly gets up... He turns around... Kamaura walks into a high dropkick from Alexander Conway. Conway for the cover!"

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

Brad Blood: "Kamaura gets a shoulder up. Looks like Kamaura won't be going down easily... Conway goes to the corner..."

Jim Jackson: "Second rope flying axe handle, Kamaura goes down. Conway hooks the leg again..."

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

Brad Blood: "Ray Kamaura kicks out! He throws a few punches which Conway easily dodges."

Jim Jackson: "Conway slips behind Kamaura! "Kamaura reverses a waistlock but Conway slips out of Kamaura's grasp. Ray Kamaura uses a forearm to the face."

Brad Blood: "Oh! That loosened some teeth... Alexander Conway goes down. Kamaura hits an elbow drop before hooking the leg!"

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

Jim Jackson: "Kick out by Alexander Conway! Driven full nelson slam on Conway. Knee drop by Kamaura... Conway rolls away to safety! Kamaura gets back to his feet... Alexander Conway pulls a mule kick out of nowhere. Tornado DDT from Alexander Conway!"

Brad Blood: "Kamaura got planted. Looks like Conway is going for an armbar... Wait! Kamaura wrests his arm free from Conway's grasp!"

Jim Jackson: "Both men get up but Kamaura stuns Conway with a hard right! Ray Kamaura with a spinning neckbreaker on Conway. Driven full nelson slam on Conway. Conway gets back up... Tilt-a-whirl slam connects! Kamaura for the cover!"

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

Brad Blood: "Conway gets his shoulder up at two! Kamaura thought that he had the win there."

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura misses a big legdrop after stalling too long. Standing leg lariat by Alexander Conway on Kamaura. Alexander Conway hits a rolling kick on Kamaura. He quickly hooks Ray Kamaura's leg!"

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

Brad Blood: "Conway fails to put Kamaura away!"

Jim Jackson: "Both wrestlers get back to their feet... Kamaura walks into a face crusher variation. Conway goes for the pin!"

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

Brad Blood: "Kamaura's tenacity is frustrating Alexander Conway!"

Jim Jackson: "Kamaura takes a flying neckbreaker from Alexander Conway. Kamaura goes down! Conway goes for a stomp but Ray Kamaura rolls away! Alexander Conway misses a clothesline. Ray Kamaura hits a bulldog off the ropes. Kamaura goes for the win..."

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

Brad Blood: "Conway is still kicking! Kamaura goes high risk..."

Jim Jackson: "Flying clothesline flips Conway over!"

Brad Blood: "Conway's head almost left his shoulders! Kamaura hooks the leg."

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

Jim Jackson: "Conway still kicks out! Now it's Kamaura's turn to be frustrated. Body slam on Conway! Kamaura waits for Conway to get up... And decks him with a haymaker! Kamaura going for an elbow drop..."

Brad Blood: "He hits nothing but canvas! Conway rolls out of harm's way! Conway start to fight back..."

Jim Jackson: "Kamaura takes a flying neckbreaker from Alexander Conway. Back heel kick off the second rope, Kamaura goes down. Ray Kamaura slugs Alexander Conway, sending him down into the corner, the crowd starts cheering for Kamaura. While Kamaura fires up the crowd, Conway is removing the turnbuckle pad!"

Brad Blood: "Hah! Conway exposed the steel turnbuckles! Things are getting interesting."

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura comes over...but Conway goes low! Alexander Conway gets up, then goes for the Irish whip into the corner, but Kamaura reverses!"

Brad Blood: "REVERSAL AGAIN BY CONWAY! Kamaura hits the exposed steel head first! Conway quickly covers up the turnbuckles..."

Jim Jackson: "Kamaura has been busted open! Blood is getting into his eyes! Alexander Conway hits Ray Kamaura with an enzuigiri kick, quickly picks Ray Kamaura up, and throws him with a release German suplex. Alexander Conway then waits for him to get back to his feet before hitting Ray Kamaura with a super kick executing a Dark Demise!"

Brad Blood: "Kamaura goes down! Conway hooks the leg!"

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

Jim Jackson: "Conway wins the match after using the exposed turnbuckles to his advantage!"

Brad Blood: "Utter brilliance if you ask me.!"

Jim Jackson: "Alexander Conway leaves the ring and heads off down the aisle at speed. Conway has the victory, and isn't hanging around for Ray Kamaura to look for revenge."


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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 12/09/2010   Thu Dec 09, 2010 6:04 am



Stephanie Dawson can be seen walking around the back when she runs into Shogun sitting in a chair with his title in his lap.

Stephanie Dawson: "Shogun?"

Shogun looks up at Stephanie with a exasperated look on his face.

Shogun: "What do you want with me Miss Dawson?..."


Stephanie Dawson: "I was just wondering if I could get a few words from you about your first few weeks as champion but it looks like something is bothering you...are you alright?"

Shogun: "Of course you may. I am just feeling a little confused right now. You see I thought that when I won this belt I would feel like the work I have put into my career since I was 18 years old has finally paid off...but you see I feel like maybe its just made my thirst for recognition stronger."

Stephanie looks a little surprised at the words Shogun spoke.

Stephanie Dawson: "You mean you don`t feel like your title win accomplished anything?"

Shogun: "I wanted the world to recognize my talent and yet they all keep up the boos and the wrestlers in the back still treat me as if I should not even be breathing the same air as they are."

Shogun stands up and raises his title to the camera.

Shogun: "This title should tell anyone watching who the best wrestler in the world is correct? Why is it I cant be recognized for all the work I've put into the matches and the moments that the fans will never forget?! I may not have been the most honorable man through my career but Ive given it my all and yet NO ONE will show me the respect I believe I deserve Stephanie! "

Stephanie looks aghast at Shogun.

Shogun: "No matter. I will go out there tonight and defend this belt just like I did last week and how I will every time someone feels the need to test their skills against the champion. The people may not like me for it but I fight for the last frail bit of existence that I have left...this belt is the only thing that matters to me now!"

Shogun: "Men like Johnson and Conway have no idea what it means to sacrifice your very existence for this business for a mere SHOT at a world championship! Now that this belt is in my possession I will do ANYTHING to keep it no matter what it takes to win I will do it even if it destroys me..."

Shogun puts the belt around his waist and turns to Stephanie.

Shogun: "Thank you for your concern Miss Dawson people like you are what keep me from going totally insane."

Shogun laughs out loud and walks towards the ring area for his match leaving Stephanie looking bewildered.





The scene opens in a hospital room, Raven Connoly is laying in a hospital bed sleeping, a man is sitting in a chair next to the bed, but his face is hidden behind a newspaper he is reading. Raven has tons of wires coming off of her body and going to several machines around her bed. Suddenly Ravens eyes open, she looks startled as she tries to sit up, she winces in pain and lays back down. She seems to panic a little as she see's all the tubes and wires, she grabs one and tugs on it, a panicked look still on her face.

Man: "Calm down Rave, you're in the hospital, it's probably a good idea to keep those things where they are."

The man lowers his paper revealing him to be Raven's father, Connoly.

Raven Connoly: "Whats going on.., why am I in here..., how long."

Connoly: "Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down, you got pretty banged up in your match with Hillbilly Phil, they helped you backstage to see the doc, as soon as you got backstage you passed out, you've been out ever sense."


Raven Connoly: "Hmmm, did I win the match?"

Connoly smiles broadly.

Connoly: "Yeah, you won."

Raven Connoly: "So how long was I out?"

Connoly: "About three weeks."

Raven Connoly: "THREE WEEKS!!! Jesus, have you heard from Logan yet."

Connoly: "Still nothing."

RavenConnoly: "Where coul...,"

Suddenly the door opens and a doctor walks into the room.

Doctor: "She's awake!? Why didn't you come get some one?"

Connoly: "You've got a thousand wires hooked up to her, I assumed one of them would let you know when she's awake."

The doctor shakes his head as he starts checking Ravens pulse and other things. Raven seems irritated as the doctor starts poking and prodding.

Raven Connoly: "So whats wrong with me."

Doctor: "You had severe internal bleeding and damage, and you have herniated several discs in your back."

Raven Connoly: "That explains the pain, when can I get back in the ring."

Doctor: "Are you kidding me, you can't wrestle again, not with those internal injuries you had."

Connoly: "Bullshit, you said yesterday her internal injuries were almost completely healed, and I've had herniated discs before, they heal in like 6 weeks."

Doctor: "Those internal injuries aren't the first she's had, and they will never be 100% again, to much trauma and she'll be right back here."

Raven Connoly: "When can I leave?"

Doctor: "Like your father said, most of the internal injuries are almost all healed, your back is healing well too, you should be able to leave later this week."

Raven sits up, she grits her teeth and starts pulling the wires off of her

Doctor: "What are you doing!?"

Raven Connoly: "I'm checking out."

Connoly gets up and opens the closet and starts pulling out Ravens stuff as the doctor starts to become flustered.

Doctor: "You can't leave yet, you're better, but we still need to monitor you, you are still hurt."

Raven pulls the last few wires out, the doctor runs over and grabs Connoly's arm to stop him from grabbing Raven's stuff. Connoly pauses and looks at the doctors hand, then glares at the doctor.

Connoly: "Unless you want to end up in that bed, I suggest you let go of my arm."

The doctor quickly lets go of Connoly's arm. Connoly walks over and helps Raven to her feet, she winces as they start to head for the door. The doctor runs and blocks the door.

Doctor: "I can't let you leave."

Connoly: "Doc, I'm giving you one chance to move."

The doctor doesn't move, Connoly sighs and looks at Raven.

Connoly: "Can you stand?"

Raven Connoly: "Yeah dad, but please don...,"

Connoly lets go of Raven and grabs the doctor by his jacket and hurls him into one of the machines, the doctor crashes into several more before smashing against the ground, he lets out a low moan.

Connoly: "Don't worry mate, it couldn't have happened in a better place."

Connoly puts his arm around Raven and helps her walk.

Connoly: "Time to get you up and running again."

Connoly and Raven walk down the hallway, several nurses and doctors run into the room behind them as the scene fades.






Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "Any luck? Did anyone come out with any info on Taufik?"

GoodFella looks at the boy distributing the flier.

Boy: "Nope not at all... I'm just wasting my time..."

Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "I am paying you a lot of money kid, so you better shut that smart mouth of yours and get back to work... Now I expect some good news when I get back."

GoodFella shoves another wad of bills into the boy's hand and walks away.






A cold wind bites its way through the evening, as police and emergency respondents make their way to the accident scene in front of the I.N. Sane Arena. Accident victims are having their wounds checked, as they give their account of the dogpiled car crash to investigators.

Many point at the giant banner covering the whole side of the I.N. Sane Arena.



Live, on Lucha Loco!

SHGUN!

The Primo Ultimo Champion!


He watches it all from inside his gold SUV. It is none other than the heroic hero of the wrestling ring, the man named Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing.

He is, as always, accompanied by journalists from his homeland, who have traveled with him to the ULOL to document his adventures in this league. They too are as quiet as the masked marvel, taking the time to take notes and video of him, as he watches the cleanup work on the accident.

The gestures and expressions of the people caught in the accident make plain their distress, pain and horror at what they have laid eyes on. It is an abomination many will not forget, no matter how hard they try.

The emergency respondents work to redirect traffic and tend to the injured. Other vehicles pass by, slowing down because of the accident...and the ETERNAL PINK DARKNESS so prominently displayed by the Primo Ultimo.

Off to one side of the parking lot, the journalists note a delivery crew trying to bring Sr. Gonzales' custom Chilean capsule into the building, so he can be equipped to plunge into HIS DARKNESS.



A Greyhound crawls up alongside the wrecked cars, slowly making its way through the bottleneck. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing and countless others cannot help but gawk at the ad posted on the bus as it slowly navigates through the traffic.


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The bus finally gets through the bottleneck, leaving behind accident victims trying to pick up the pieces.

The reporters in the gold SUV begin to ask Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing about his thoughts on the matter, but the video goes dead as the battery runs out.






"Make Them Suffer" by Cannibal Corpse starts playing on the speakers as smoke rises from the floor. Out from the smoke the figure of Marcus Troy, the general manager of United League of Lunatics emerges. He quickly makes his way down the ring in his signature three piece Armani suit and a cigar between his lips. He grabs a mic with one hand and raises it up to his lips as he takes the cigar out with the other one. Waiting for the boos from the crowd and occasional "You suck!" chant to stop, Marcus Troy bides his time.

Marcus Troy: "Now that THAT is out of your system, I have a couple of things I want to say. First of all, this fed is full of NAGGERS! Yeah that's right, all I hear is nagging from Conway, nagging from Q... I gave you both title shots and guess what you both blew it! Shogun beat you guys and you come out with conspiracies and that disgusting picture. Well enough is enough, I've had enough of your nagging, that and the complaints I've received from the board of censors about that hideous pic Q is infatuated in."

A few chuckles are heard...

Marcus Troy: "Q, Conway, since you two seem to want a title, guess what, I have made a new one! It's called the Ligero Maximo, that's right a new title made just for your weight division. In fact, if need be, I will have ULOL's top lightweight wrestlers compete for it in a match this coming December 26 in ULOL's first ever PPV! HanuChrisKwanbo! That's right a PPV title so politically correct it will satisfy the different groups watching!"

Marcus Troy pauses again before continuing, clearly he still has another bomb to reveal.

Marcus Troy: "But that is not all! This PPV I shall also unveil ULOL's tag titles the ULOL ULOL Campeónes Compañero! ULOL's top tag teams shall compete here for this title, I shall reveal more details with the weeks to come but be assured that this holiday season, Marcus Troy has surprises for all you out there watching and supporting ULOL!"

With that Marcus Troy drops the mic and exits the ring making his way to the back.


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Jim Jackson: "And the main event is coming up next!"

Brad Blood: "That's right, last week our great general manager Marcus Troy booked this match, wherein Allister King and Sr. Gonzalez both get a title shot. He's really milking Shogun for all he's worth as a champ."

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a triangle match scheduled for one fall and is for the ULOL Primo Ultimo Championship! Introducing first the challenger, let us welcome Allister King!"

A Coyote Howl is heard throughout the arena as the entrance is covered in smoke. Godsmack's Whiskey Hangover begins to play as Allister king walks out onto the entrance ramp with a cigarette in his mouth and a bottle of whiskey in his hand. Allister Falls a few times on his way to ring and sits on the ring apron while he finishes his cigarette and bottle of whiskey. He falls of the ring apron and hits his head of the ground which somehow seems to sobers him up enough for him to enter the ring. He gets in the ring and sits in the corner.

Jim Jackson: "Allister King again is not in a condition to even compete tonight, though last week he did win his first match and is popular with the fans."

Brad Blood: "It would be hilarious if he pulls off a victory though. I mean I could actually imagine his victory celebration, more BOOZE!"

Jasmine Lee: "Introducing the next challenger, Sr. Gonzalez!"

Some doors slide widening the entrance tunnel, making it big enough for Sr. Gonzalez extra long limousine to come through. It drives towards the ring, where Gonzalez, wearing a big and expensive coat, and his two bodyguards come down. The bodyguards go wait ringside, while Gonzalez climbs into the ring. He takes of his coat to reveal a not-so-bad body for his age.

Jim Jackson: "Sr. Gonzalez, definitely one of the more known but not loved wrestlers here in ULOL. What he lacks in power, he makes it up for in speed."

Brad Blood: "And money, don't forget that this guy is friggin' RICH!!!"

Jasmine Lee: "And now, introducing the current and reigning ULOL Primo Ultimo Champion, 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.

Jim Jackson: "Here comes the champ, Shogun had his first successful title defense last week, will he be able to successfully defend this one too?"

Brad Blood: "Q has been taking pot shots at Shogun throughout the night, and always with that horrible horrible pic that has now been burned into the recesses of my mind."

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

Jim Jackson: "And it looks like it will be King and Gonzalez starting off! Shogun waits silently in his corner. King stumbles towards Gonzalez... He manages to get his arms around Gonzalez and... FALLS ASLEEP!!!"

Brad Blood: "Gonzalez is trying to get Allister King off of him while the latter is slumped lifeless... "

Jim Jackson: "Wait! King wakes up and starts singing cheesy 80's love songs while spinning Gonzalez round and round! He hugs Gonzalez close and Gonzalez uses the chance to land a belly to belly suplex!"

Brad Blood: "King stumbles up and walks right into the ropes... He bounces back into Gonzalez's waiting arms!"

Jim Jackson: "This time Gonzalez manages a back suplex! King is slammed into the mat but quickly rolls into his feet and wanders around aimlessly. Gonzalez charges in but King suddenly drops to the mat sitting and Gonzalez's clothesline missed."

Brad Blood: "Gonzalez turns around and comes face to face with Allister King who is trying to kiss him! Gonzalez tries to push King away but King's lips are relentless!"

Jim Jackson: "With a mighty shove, Gonzalez finally pushes King away! Allister King stumbles to the corner where Shogun is... Shogun tags himself in as King rolls to the apron and starts snoring."

Brad Blood: "Looks like the champ is all business as he charges in with fists flying! Gonzalez is caught in the flurry..."

Jim Jackson: "Gonzales tastes a high angle back suplex from the champ! Shogun tries to lift Gonzalez up... No! Gonzalez slips behind Shogun and puts him in a full nelson!."

Brad Blood: "Well Shogun is swinging Gonzalez around behind him as Gonzalez still has that full Nelson locked in. For a small guy he sure has some serious grip."

Jim Jackson: "Gonzalez uses the momentum of being swung around and hits a full Nelson slam on the champ! Amazing! Gonzalez for the cover!"

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

Brad Blood: "King wanders in and walks all over Gonzalez and Shogun! WAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Jim Jackson: "Gonzalez is not amused, he gets up and grabs Allister King... WHOA! That's some serious power in a small package!"

Brad Blood: "Gonzalez lifts the bigger Allister King up... He's stumbling around trying to keep balance!!! It may be too much for him..."

Jim Jackson: "Powerbomb! A short powerbomb but a powerbomb nonetheless on King! Gonzalez turns around and gets scooped up by Shogun! The referee meanwhile is trying to get King out of the ring..."

Brad Blood: "King escapes the ref and tackles Shogun! WAHAHAHA! Shogun dropped Gonzalez on his head!"

Jim Jackson: "Shogun is getting pissed, he shoves King off of him and sends King to the canvas with a wicked suplex! The ref finally gets King out into the apron. Shogun turns around... Right into a springboard roundhouse kick from Gonzalez! The champs goes down, Gonzalez for the cover..."

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

Brad Blood: "The champ gets his shoulders up! He fights his way back to his feet. Irish whip sends Gonzalez to the corner! Gonzalez hits the turnbuckles back first! Shogun begins to charge... WAHAHAHA!! Shogun falls on his face as King again manages to get into the ring and hugs his legs!"

Jim Jackson: "The referee is trying to pull King off of Shogun's leg... Gonzalez uses the opportunity to soar... Flying axe handle connects Shogun drops to the canvas! King again is sent into his corner."

Brad Blood: "Oh man, I love Allister King, what a character!"

Jim Jackson: "Gonzalez checks Shogun out... He leaps unto the ropes... Springboard moonsault... NO!!! SHOGUN GETS HIS KNEES UP ON THE LAST SECOND AND GONZALEZ GOES DOWN!"

Brad Blood: "Allister King is blowing kisses towards Shogun... I think Shogun has had enough! He goes to King's corner... HE PULLS KING OVER THE TOP ROPES AND SLAMS HIM INTO THE RING!"

Jim Jackson: "Shogun is not known for having a sense of humor. Shogun lifts King up... What the?! King somehow reverses and it's Shogun on his shoulders! King trips over his own feet and in the process slams Shogun down back first!"

Brad Blood: "Shogun landed awkwardly there... King may have done real damage this time."

Jim Jackson: "King grabs Shogun by the arms and is... Trying lick Shogun?! Dropkick by Gonzalez sends both men flying!"

Brad Blood: "That dropkick just saved Shogun from King's tongue."

Jim Jackson: "Gonzalez grabs Shogun but Shogun counters the hammerlock and sends Gonzalez down with a Russian legsweep! Irish whip sends Gonzalez to the corner again, Gonzalez hits the turnbuckles and bounces back into Shogun's arms... Powerslam by Shogun! Shogun for the pin attempt..."

Brad Blood: "THE REF IS CAUGHT IN ALLISTER KING'S GRASP! KING IS LICKING THE REFEREE'S FACE!!! Shogun realizes the ref cannot count, he pries King off of the ref and throws King over the top rope! Shogun hooks the leg..."

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

Jim Jackson: "Gonzalez kicks out! Shogun may have gotten a three there if not for King's antics."

Brad Blood: "Speaking of King I think he's climbing up back into the ring apron... The ref again tries to stop him... He pulls the referee's shirt open... HE PUKES ON THE REFEREE AND INTO THE RING!!! WAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Jim Jackson: "I think both Gonzalez and Shogun got disgusted with that, I saw both of the cringe. Big dropkick by Gonzalez sends Shogun down! Sr. Gonzalez grabs his opponent head between his short arms and does a somersault, launching his opponent foward, executing the Dinosaur Smash! GONZALEZ HITS HIS FINISHER ON THE CHAMP!!! THIS COULD BE IT!!!"

Brad Blood: "Gonzalez steps into a pool of King's puke... He goes to the corner and shouts at his bodyguards who run in with a washcloth! Gonzalez is cleaning the puke off of his designer wrestling boots! BLIND TAG BY KING!!!"

Jim Jackson: "Gonzalez can't believe he got tagged out at a crucial moment! Allister King could win this, all he needs is to pin Shogun... King makes his way to Shogun zigzagging..."

Brad Blood: "KING PASSES OUT FROM THE ALCOHOL AND FALLS AN INCH SHORT OF SHOGUN!!! Gonzalez is screaming at the ref to let him back into the match! Shogun gets up and sees King's sleeping body... He rolls King over and drapes his arm..."

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

Jim Jackson: "Gonzalez comes in and interrupts the three count! Shogun retaliates with a stiff clothesline! Shogun lifts Sr. Gonzalez up into into the air in a half Nelson and then into a backdrop position before slamming Sr. Gonzalez down to a sitting position, slamming the back of his neck to the canvas executing a Demonic Sacrifice!"

Brad Blood: "Gonzalez is not moving! Shogun shoves him under the ropes and out of the ring! Shogun hooks King's leg , who is still snoring happily!"

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

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match and STILL ULOL Primo Ultimo Champion, Shogun!"

Jim Jackson: "Shogun lifts Allister King up into into the air in a half Nelson and then into a backdrop position before slamming Allister King down to a sitting position, slamming the back of his neck to the canvas executing a Demonic Sacrifice! Shogun already won, he had no reason to hit his finisher on Allister King."

Brad Blood: "I guess he wasn't just happy at King's drunk antics."




Jim Jackson: "What a show! What a show! A great ending for another great night of wrestling."

Brad Blood: "You got that right! Plus the announcement from our General Manager Marcus Troy! Now that's something everyone can look forward to. The revealing of 2 new titles in our first PPV!!!"

Jim Jackson: "I agree, December 26 is really a date we should all mark in our calendars. And that's all the time we have today. Thanks for joining us folks, until next week, this is Jim Jackson..."

Brad Blood: "And this is Brad Blood saying, goodnight!"


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