Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2019 22:16:27 GMT -5
Tesla is live, with SFT this Titans at the AmericanAirlines Arena! They begin to jam out too this sold out arena with their hit single, "Modern Day Cowboy"! The crowd immediatley begins to go wild once the jamming begins. Fireworks begin to go off in the arena as the band bangs their head with the crowd!
Large letters appear on the Striketron "Welcome to Tuesday Night Titans!"
Randy White and John Cartwright take their places at the announcers table while a referee walks through the curtain leading too the back. He makes his way down the ramp before getting into the ring. This signals that the fun is about ready to begin.
Pictures of Emerson, Reaper and "SFT Intercontinental Champion" Jack Jones appear on the television screen. Underneath their pictures, words say "Triple threat match for the SFT Intercontinental Championship". These words fade while others appear, these ask "Will the freshly crowned champion be able to defend against these odds? Only time will tell!"
The pictures of these competitors fade out while two more photo's fade into view. Jackson Kent versus Twilight. Underneath these images, the statement that this is "A Non-title Match". Then these images and text fade out too give way for large bold text that says "The Main Event"! Louis Cypher's picture swirls into view from the middle and stops on the left side of the screen. Then Redd's image swirls in from the middle to end up on the left hand side of the screen. Large bold text that says "VS." explodes onto the middle of the screen, this sends shockwaves over everything in view as more text appears underneath that asks. "Will the despicable Louis Cypher overcome SFT's Enforcer?" Then that question fades only to give way to another that asks. "Or will the old dog defend his turf?"
Get ready folks, we're in for a riot that'll lead to a showdown!!!
Emerson vs Jack Jones vs Reaper (IC triple threat title match)
The lights in the arena go out. Seconds later, the music portion of "Harvester of Sorrow" by Metallica begins to play. The introduction of the song goes on for roughly 40 seconds. Next thing we know, the beat picks up as strobe lights begin to flash through the arena. Then, Reaper emerges from behind the curtain. He smirks at the crowd while maintaining a steady pace down the ramp. Once reaching ringside, Reaper reaches up; Grabs the middle rope and pulls himself up onto the ring apron before climbing into the ring. His music stops playing and the lights briefly come back on
JC: I'm picking Reaper to win this. He's a beast!
The lights dim as "Kryptonite" by Three Doors Down begins playing through the arena. Blue strobe lights begin flashing throughout the whole arena . Moments later, the "Ghetto Superman" Emerson explodes out from behind the curtain and the crowd erupts with cheers! He smiles as he quickly moves down to ringside while giving many fans (On both sides of the ramp) high fives. Once Emerson reaches the bottom of the ramp. He jogs around the whole ring and gives fans at ringside high fives as well. Once "Super Em" makes it all of the way around the ring, with a burst of speed, he runs at the ring and slides in before immediately pushing himself up to his feet. Emerson watches Reaper who grins at the "Ghetto Superman" while he continues to loosen up.
RW: Emerson's entrance wore me out just watching it and the match hasn't even began! How does he get the energy to compete after that!?
JC: Reaper's in this match, there won't be competing for Emerson or Jack Jones!
RW: We'll see about that!
"Friends in Low places" by Garth Brooks begins playing over the arena's pa system. The "SFT Intercontinental Champion" Jack Jones walks through the curtain and onto the top of the ramp with the SFT IC Title around his waste. It covers the top of a pair of black jeans and the bottom of a white tshirt with a black circle on it. That's his way of paying homage to the inner circle group. He continues down the ramp before walking over to the steps. Jack Jones climbs the stairs and walks onto the apron before climbing into the ring. He peels the Intercontinental Title off before handing it to the ref who raises the title to signal that this match is for the championship belt. Meanwhile Jack Jones looks at Emerson who is still bouncing up and down. Jack extends his hand in respect. Emerson stops loosening up to accept the jesture.
RW: Those two respect each other!
JC: Yawn..
Reaper breaks up the hand shake only for Jack Jones too slug the tall man in the mouth. Emerson fires a punch at Reaper also! Both, Jack Jones and Emerson take turns punching the big man. Each hit sends him back one step closer to the ropes when Jack and Emerson both grab one of Reaper's hands. They send him flying into the ropes. Both Super Em, and Jack Jones take off running at the big man who is coming back at them now. They start to go for a closeline but Reaper beats both of them to the blow and close-lines Jack and Emerson to the mat.
JC: Ha! Would you look at that Randy. Emerson and Jack Jones tried to double team Reaper but he has put them down by himself!
RW: Yeah I see that. Reaper demonstrated some hard hitting strength with that closeline!
Jones gets up quickly only to get a heavy hitting right handed punch that knocks the champion right back down to the ground. Emerson has gotten up to one knee and chop's Reaper's right leg out from underneath him. The result is that the big man fall's onto the mat. Emerson quickly grabs his leg before dropping his left elbow onto Reaper's right inner thigh. The Ghetto Superman jumps back up and does this again before applying a leg lock on the same right leg of Reaper's.
RW: Smart move by the savy veteran Emerson, taking the big man's legs out like that. If Reaper can't stand, he won't be able to do much too hurt Emerson!
Reaper lets out a yell in pain and uses his free leg to kick at Emerson who manages to parry the kick before going back on the offensive with that leg lock. Super Em torques Reaper's right leg and Reaper's eye's grow wide before sending another kick at Emerson's face; At the last second, Emerson reacts and goes to dodge the blow but the kick glanced off of his head which slightly stunned The Ghetto Superman long enough for Reaper to deliver a solid kick to Emerson's face, knocking him onto his back. Reaper pushes himself away from Emerson who is dazed on the ground with a bloody mouth from that vicious boot he took. Reaper grabs onto the ropes and uses them to help himself stabilize his balance as he pulls himself up to his feet. Reaper limps a bit while trying to walk too Jack Jones who is now up on his feet. Reaper and Jack Jones look primed too lock up when out of nowhere; Jack Jones kicks the right knee of Reaper who falls back into the support of the ropes. With a head of steam, Jack Jones takes off at the big man before close-lining him over the top rope!
JC: I swear this is a handicapt match!
Emerson turns Jack Jones around only to get a quick jab too his face from Jack. Jones sends a couple more right and left handed jabs to Emerson's face before he nails a stunned Emerson with the Lariat! Jack quickly pins Emerson.
Referee: 1..2..3!
Winner via KO: Jack Jones!
RW: What a title defense by Jack Jones!
JC: Blah, Reaper would've taken both of them out if that hadn't of been a handicap match!
RW: I don't have time to argue with you, please shut up so we can get to the next match; Okay?
JC: You don't have a case in this arguement because I'm right!
Randy sighs as the camera cuts to commercial.
Jackson Kent vs Twilight
Ace of Spades’ by Motorhead plays throughout the arena, as Jackson Kent comes walking out from the back. A huge round of pyros goes off, as Jackson is seen walking through the center.
Announcer: Making his way to the ring From Lawton, Oklahoma, weighing in at 282 lbs, Big Kent” Jackson Kent!
He walks down the rampway making his way to the ring, before climbing the steps. As he stands on the apron, he spreads his arms wide like wings pausing there for a moment with his head lowered. He then steps over the top rope into the ring. Jackson climbs up onto the top rope, and spreads his arms out once more taking in the reaction from the crowd.
RW: It's good to see Jackson Kent.
"I will be heard" by Hatebreed hits the arena with a thunderous roar. Twilight emerges from behind the curtain dressed in a pair of black jeans and a black tshirt with a white circle on it. This is his way of paying homage to the inner circle group. The SFT World Title is draped over his shoulder as he walks down to the ring. Twilight places the SFT Title on the ring apron before sliding into the ring, he looks at the towering Jackson Kent as the referee fetches the SFT World Title. This title doesn't get raised into the air because it's not on the line.
RW: SFT's World Champion looks great tonight!
JC: I'm at a loss of words over that handicap match that we just watched..
RW: Quit whining!
JC: Piss off!
The Referee calls for the bell as Jackson Kent takes off running at Twilight who simply hip tosses the tall man onto the matt. Jackson Kent grabs at his back while getting back up and Twilight quickly pushes him into the corner. Once in the corner, Twilight nails Jackson Kent with a combination of punches too the gut and face before the referee gets in between the two wrestlers, forcing Twilight to back up. With a sudden burst, Jackson Kent moves the referee out of the way before nailing Twilight with a close-line. Big Kent drops an elbow onto Twilight's chest before quickly getting back up and going for another but Twilight rolls out of the way. Still on the ground, Twilight kicks Jackson Kent in the face; The force of the kick sends Jackson Kent onto his back and stunned.
RW: That was quick thinking from our World Champ!
Twilight is slow to get up frome the close-line and obviously feeling the effects from the elbow drop to his chest as well as he's favoring that portion of his body. Meanwhile, Jackson Kent has made it up to his knee's when Twilight nails him with a bulldog. It's obvious that the jolt causes Twilight some pain as well because he's slow too get up. Jackson Kent is up before Twilight, grabs him by the hand and slings him into the ropes. Big Kent goes for a close-line but Twilight dunks before running into the opposite ropes. When he comes back, both him and Jackson Kent nail each other with a close-line! The referee begins to count while both men are down.
Referee: 1..2..3..4..5
Neither competitor is showing any signs of life when the referee continues to count.
Referee: 6..7..8..9..10!!
Winner: Draw!
Redd vs Louis Cypher (standard match)
The ballad by Testament begins to play when Redd appears from behind the curtain. He slowly walks down to the ring without any fuss, barely recognizes fans. SFT's Enforcer climbs into the ring.
Cypher’s song hits and he makes his way avoiding any touches or camera shots from any fans. Louis Cypher slides into the ring and runs right for Redd who beats Cypher to the punch; Byy slamming his fist into Cypher's face before Cypher could do that too him. Redd, continues to deliver lefts and rights too Louis Cypher when the referee throws his hands up into the air and calls for the bell that finally rings. Redd beats Louis Cypher from one side of the ring to the other and forces Louis into a corner. Redd punches Cypher one more time in the face before he hit's the man with a vicious knife-edged chop too Cypher's chest! The crowd cheers at the loud sound made by this chop. Redd then hauls off and goes for another when Louis Cypher closes the gap, he then grabs Redd and flips the veteran into the corner. Cypher immediately headbutt's Redd, the blow was barely productive because it's obvious that this blow had just as much effect on him as it did Redd.
Both of these men are briefly stunned from the head butt, Redd has stumbled out of the corner when Cypher sweeps Redd's feet out from under him. The back of Redd's head bounces off of the matt before Louis Cypher drops an elbow that misses it's target because Redd rolled out of the ring! Redd grabs Cypher's arm and drags him outside of the ring before slinging him into the hard steel post while the referee counts!
Referee: 1..2..3..4..5
Redd rolls in briefly and then back out so he can break the referee's count. He then walks over to Louis Cypher, peels him off of the floor before slamming Cypher's face into the announcer's table. Redd quickly moves back to the ring, rolls in and out to break the referee's count which had made it to 8!
RW: Does it seem like Redd is being unusually vicious tonight?
JC: Yes and I love it!
Once again, Redd peels Louis Cypher off of the ground but this time; Cypher temporarily blinds Redd by raking his eyes. Redd turns away while briefly covering his eyes. Cypher grabs Redd and slams his face into the steel ring post before rolling in and out of the ring to break the referee's count!
JC: The referee should just give up on counting, these guys know how too break the count!
Redd slowly makes it up too his knee's while Cypher sadistically laughs at him. Louis Cypher's face goes red out of nowhere, he then kicks Redd in the stomach hard enough to flip him onto his back! Meanwhile, the referee has made it to 8 again. Cypher quickly slides into the ring before climbing the top turnbuckle. Cheers from the crowd are currently deafening at the thought of Louis Cypher making a high risk maneuver. Cypher coldly looks down at Redd, who is crawling to the guard rail. The referee is counting until Cypher leaps off of the top rope at Redd who is now leaning on the metal guard rail. At the last second, Redd moves out of the way and Cypher's ribs come crashing down onto the metal guard! The crowd begins chanting "Holy Shit! Holy Shit!" Redd, gains a sudden burst and rolls in and out of the ring to break the count before he grabs the metal steps at ring side. SFT's Enforcer lifts them up before slamming them onto Cypher's face. Louis Cypher crashes too the ground. Redd rolls into the ring and stands up while the referee counts Louis Cypher out!
Winner via countout: Redd!!
The crowd is chanting Redd's name while he pays no attention to them. Redd simply exits the ring, and walks up the ramp towards the back; Leaving Louis Cypher a bloody mess as the camera fades out!
