Post by Joey on Apr 20, 2020 17:18:10 GMT -5
A jam-packed crowd is in the Resch Center near Green Bay, Wisconsin for tonight's Tuesday Night Titans card. Fireworks light up the stage as the crowd screams itself into a frenzy and the camera pans around to show the size of the crowd.
Randy White: "Welcome everyone to Tuesday Night Titans, the flagship television broadcast of the SFT! I'm Randy White along with my broadcast partner John Cartwright and John, we have a big card tonight."
John Cartwright: "That's right Randy. Tonight we settle who will be the number one contender to the Intercontinental title as Jamo faces the Reaper and Apokalypse. Rumpke also defends the Hardcore title and the SFT World Championship is on the line as Emerson Embry collides with Robert Saints."
RW: "And now only that but-"
"Money, Money, Money" plays over the loudspeakers, interrupting the rest of what White has to say. The arena darkens and green lighting appears near the entrance and money signs appear down the aisle way. After a few seconds of the music playing, out steps the Accountant, clad in a black business suit, white shirt, red tie, and spectacles hanging off his nose. He is carrying a Halliburton briefcase in his left hand. The Accountant confidently begins walking to the ring.
JC: "It's the Accountant! He has not been seen in years!"
RW: "There were reports before this show that the SFT had made some new signings but I did not anticipate that the Accountant would be among them."
The Accountant walks up to the announce table that is near ringside and grabs the house microphone.
"I know that it might come as a shock to a lot of you in this building, but the Accountant has finally returned to the place that made him famous. I have sat back and casually observed this once great company rise from the ashes and it is time for me to make one final mark. You see Randy and John, when the SFT came back there were calls that went out to superstars far and wide. 'Can you come help us out?' 'The SFT is getting back together again.' Like any normal person, I expected my phone to ring but did it? No. One of the most decorated stars in the history of this company and there I was sitting in my office, not far from the U.S. Capitol Building, and no one dared call me. Was it fear? Jealously? Both? So I have bided my time, trying to figure out when to make my return. Well, that time is now. Everyone in this building knows that the Accountant has won every accolade in this company except one and that is to be the world champion. I have proudly worn the old U.S. Championship and held countless belts in between but I have never had the chance to be the man and the leader that this company deserves. Let every single superstar in the SFT locker room be put on notice that when the tax man cometh, he come for thee. I AM THE BEST DAMN TAX MAN IN WASHINGTON D.C. and the SFT is about to remember why."
The Accountant tosses the microphone back to the ring announcer and then sits down for commentary for the next match.
Eli Martin vs. Jack Jones (Standard Match)
"Friends in Low Places" plays over the loudspeakers as Jones comes to the ring with black jeans and a white tshirt with a black circle on it. He appears indifferent to the fans in attendance.
RW: "Former World Champion Jack Jones has his work cut out for him tonight. He said in the lead up to this show that he was going to serve as the SFT's gatekeeper for this evening's debuting talent."
The lights in the arena fall abruptly. Laser strobe lights encircle the arena as a light fog cloudy the stage entrance. From the curtain emerges Eli Martin clad in a silky hooded robe, he marches to the trumpet of Rev Theory's 'Wanted Man'. Palming the hands of show goers while making his way ringside. He climbs the steps and slithers between the ropes entering the ring, throwing back his hood and parting his robe to the ovation of the crowd, his fist clenched in the air he stands regally before the public with an intense glare in his eyes.
JC: "This guy looks like he is prepared to fight in a different sport!"
RW: "Well, he is a former cage fighter, bringing what many would say is a complimentary skillset to what we see in the SFT every Tuesday night."
Accountant: "As a technical wrestler, I am interested to see what this guy can do."
The bell rings and Martin and Jones converge in the center of the ring and have a staredown with each other. Jones is mouthing some trash talk to Martin, who simply smirks and that incenses Jones who begins firing away with some right hands. Jones whips Martin to the ropes and floors him with a clothesline. The newcomer Martin bails to the outside.
JC: "Welcome to the SFT, Eli Martin!"
After taking a slow lap around ringside to regain his composure, Martin steps back between the ropes. He locks up again with Jones. They go to the corner, where Jones gives Martin a clean break. They lock up again in the middle and this time, Jones tosses Martin over his shoulder. Incensed, Martin runs the ropes and gets caught with a devastating belly-to-belly suplex.
The Accountant: "He's learning!"
Martin picks Jones up and kicks him in the ribs and then pushes him into the corner where he starts unleashing a flury of jabs to the ribs of his opponent. Then, he grabs his opponent and headbutts him. Jones lifts Jones and delivers a stomachbreaker as the referee counts a near-fall. Jones rolls out of the ring, trying to collect himself, but Martin follows.
RW: "Martin might be out of his element here..."
Martin grabs Jones by the back of the head and places him in a headlock but when he tries to ram his opponent into the ringpost, Jones pushes off and his opponent's head smacks into the post. Jones picks Martin up and slams his face into the ring steps, rolling him into the ring where he delivers a neckbreaker. Jones stomps on his opponent, taunting him, and then hits a DDT. The referee gets into position
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But Martin kicks out. Jones drops a knee and covers again, but Martin kicks out at two. Jones then chokes Martin on the ring ropes, screaming at the rookie that he is not in his league and that Jones is the gatekeeper to the SFT. Jones resumes his choking every time the referee forces a break at hour and after the third time he throws a forearm to the gut but it does not faze the former SFT Champion. Jones whips Martin into the ropes and floors him with a clothesline. He lifts the former cage fighter for a suplex but as he does so, Martin uses his right knee to crack against his opponent's skull and both men fall to the canvas. The referee begins counting both men down, reaching five and then
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Martin then tears into Jones with elbow and forearm strikes to the head. The former world champion crumbles to the canvas as Martin mounts him and starts reigning in the blows, but unlike cage fighting a wrestler earns a break by touching the ropes and Martin touches the bottom rope to break the onslaught. The referee pulls Martin off of Jones, allowing the former titleholder to rake his opponent's eyes. Martin staggers around as Jones goes to the top rope. As he dives, though, Martin appears to have been playing possum as he catches Jones with a vicious right punch to the face.
RW: "I think that move is called the EMT!"
Martin then covers Jones and the referee counts.
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Winner: Eli Martin
RW: "I think Eli Martin has made a big statement tonight by winning his first match in the SFT against a former champion of the stature of Jack Jones!"
JC: "It took a while for the rookie to adjust but just like MMA, one mistake can determine the outcome."
The Accountant sits silently and waits for Martin to leave the ring. Jones is being helped to his feet by several SFT officials, reeling from the blow that Martin struck in the last match.
The Accountant: "And now it is time for me to make my statement."
The Accountant throws down his headset and gets into the ring with his Halliburton. Just when Jones is about to be taken through the ropes, the Accountant flies across the ring and blasts him over the head with the briefcase. Jones crumples to the mat as the Accountant reigns down blows with the case, a man possessed.
RW: "What is the Accountant doing? Jack Jones is a defenseless man!"
JC: "It is a dog eat dog world in the SFT and I think the Accountant is announcing his presence with authority!"
After laying in five blows, the Accountant straightens his jacket and tie and leaves the ring to a chorus of boos from the crowd. He simply smiles as he calmly walks to the locker room, briefcase in tow.
Jamo vs Reaper vs. Apokalypse(#1 to ic title. Triple threat match)
RW: Ok folks triple threat time.
JC: WE got a good one, winner will get a shot at the IC champion and by default be the number one contender for the IC title.
The lights in the arena goes out then the titantron played a video being scared of someone is about break in her house and started panicking to find a place to hide. The criminal man begins to break in the women’s house then Jamo is standing behind the criminal man while Jamo hiding in the shadows carrying a sawed off shotgun and Jamo follows him. The police phone operator will say “911 what’s your emergency?” Then the women who replied back will say “someone is breaking in my house to kill me.... please help” and the police phone operator will reply back saying “where abouts inside the house are you, help will be on the way.” Women say “Please hurry I’m in my bedroom closet, hurry please I’m going to be dead soon.” Criminal man opens the bedroom closet with a evil smirk then the women screams and I appeared beside the criminal man loaded up the gun beside his head and say “Get f@&ked mate” then the shots echos the arena, Chin Check by N.W.A music hits the arena and the lights synced with the music. Jamo shows up wearing long black tights with shotgun logo on both sides, black knee pads, black wrestling boots, black jacket, black MMA gloves and black sunglasses. Walking down the ramp slowly, high five few fans and kids, slides in to get on the ring climbs up the turnbuckle and taunt bullet club.
JC: Jamo looks good to go.
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.
RW: And Reaper is set to go.
The lights suddenly go red and start flashing as "Progenies of The Great Apokalypse" by Dimmu Borgir starts to play throughout the arena. Apokalypse methodically walks out from backstage and glares out at the fans in attendance before rushing toward the ring
Ring Announcer: Making his way to the ring... weighing in at 249 pounds... from Death Valley, California... HE... IS... APOKALYPSE!
Once he reaches the ring, he slides in quickly and stands up in the center of the ring, again glaring out at the fans.
RW: And Apok as he’s been lovingly called now is also set to go.
All three stand in the center as the bell sounds off.
JC: Here we go!
Jamo starts it off with a drop kick on Reaper then a clothesline on Apok. Jamo stands over both fallen men with a grin on his face.
But its short lived as Reaper sweeps the legs then kicks him in the throat! Reaper goes for the cover the ref counts 1…………..2…………...broken up by Apok!
JC: Very close!
Apok now with an elbow on Reaper then a DDT! Apok with the cover the ref counts 1……...2………..kickout!
As Apok gets up Jamo comes running from behing with a bulldog! Jamo is going to cover but Reaper clotheslines him which gives Apok a chance to recover. Reaper is up and now he and Apok start brawling in the center of the ring.
Jamo is getting up when both Reaper and Apok superkick him at the same time. Jamo is out cold.
RW: Yeah hes not waking up from that.
Reaper hits a kick to the midsection of Apok then goes for a DDT but Apok uses his back to fling Reaper over the ropes!
Apok goes after Jamo who is dizzy but trying to get up. Apok grabs him and hits his Apoklaypse Now and covers him the ref counts 1…………..2……………...3! Reaper gets in a millisecond too late!
RW: Its over, Apokalypse wins the match and will be facing Jay Impact for the IC title.
Apok celebrats in the ring as we cut to commercial.
Louis Cypher vs Rumpke (Hardcore title match)
"Am I Evil" by Metallica begins to play over the arena sound system moments before Louis Cypher emerges from behind the curtain. Cypher smirks as he walks down the ramp-way with his cane in hand. Upon reaching the ring which is filled with all sorts of weapons, Louis Cypher slides into the ring and navigates through the weapons laying on the mat while he gets to his corner.
RW: Louis looks like he's ready to go to battle with Rumpke.
After Cypher's music cuts, "Peace Sells" by Megadeth blasts over the PA system.
JC: I guarantee you that Rumpke just wants to hit someone, anyone with whatever he can use!
Seconds later, a scarred Rumpke emerges through the curtain. With one hand, he's pulling a large cooler, while the other hand has a fifth of Kentucky Cornshine. The SFT Hardcore Championship title is wrapped around his waste. Rumpke walks down the ramp-way, he reaches ringside and lets go of the cooler. Rumpke then takes a long drink from his fifth of Kentucky Cornshine. Once the drunk is done with this, he puts the cap on the bottle before he climbs the stairs onto the ring apron. The drunk one smiles at Louis as this man coldly smirks back at him. Rumpke hauls off and throws the half full bottle of Kentucky Cornshine at Louis Cypher and it's a direct hit! The blow staggers the challenger and Rumpke uses this opportunity to climb into the ring; He quickly removes the Hardcore belt from around his waste and tosses it in the referee's general direction before he starts laughing at Louis Cypher.
JC: Let the mind games begin!
RW: I don't think Rumpke's bright enough to play mind games but I'm sure that he knew Louis Cypher's known for getting an early attack on his opponents at moments when they let their guard down.
JC: Oh, like when Rumpke would climb into the ring?
RW: Exactly and he bought himself sometime to get in the ring by throwing that bottle at Cypher.
JC: You're giving Rumpke too much credit.. You just said that he wasn't that bright.
RW: Look out!
The bell has previously rang and Cypher who's face is beet red from Rumpke's latest antic has now charged at the drunk with his cane hauled back, ready to strike! Cypher swings! Yet Rumpke dodges the would be blow before he connects with a punch to Cypher's kidneys. The drunken brawler then uses his momenteum to go for a right hook to Louis's face but Cypher is able to nail Rumpke in the face with a right elbow before he was able to connect with the hook punch. This blow from Cypher, it knocks Rumpke down to one knee before Cypher hauls off and hits the drunk so hard with his cane that it shatters into multiple pieces!
RW: OUCH!!!
JC: I know! The thing is, Cypher's fought Rumpke many of times in the past, he's smart enough to know that Rumpke will go for a quick hook punch to end the match! What a great counter by Cypher and it was followed up with a painful blow that Louis could deliver to the champ!
This sends Rumpke crashing to the ground. Cypher pins Rumpke.
Referee: 1.. Kickout!
Rumpke lays on the ground after kicking out while Cypher gets back up to his feet. The man, he looks around and spots a steel chair. Louis walks over to it and bends over to grab this weapon as Rumpke has slowly made it up to his feet. Louis Cypher, hauls back with the chair while he coldly smiles at the drunk. Seconds later he swings just as Rumpke follows through with a punch of his own. The chair, it met the fist and Rumpke put so much power as well as weight into his punch that this steel chair was cleanly knocked out of Louis's grasp before it flew a few feet back before it fell too the ground. Yet with Rumpke putting so much of his weight into this punch, it also put the man off balance which eliminates any type of quick follow up. Louis is able to recover quicker than Rumpke and he quickly snatches the drunk up by his head before ddting Rumpke's head onto a trash can!
JC: Louis Cypher, he's looking really good! I had doubts about him winning this match but I'm starting to come around!
RW: You always count your chickens before they hatch. As much as I'd like to see Rumpke lose this match, I'm hesitant because he doesn't lose very often!
Cypher had pinned Rumpke but he barely got a two count out of his latest offense. Louis, he doesn't argue with the referee, instead; This man, he gets up and grabs Rumpke's head before he begins lifting Rumpke up off of the mat. This was the moment when Rumpke's dirty nature, it came out and poor Cypher got nailed with a low blow. Rumpke then reaches in one of his pockets and pulls out a brass knuckle. The drunk equips this weapon as he makes it to his feet. Meanwhile, Cypher has done a complete circle while hopping in pain from the low blow and right when he turned around to face Rumpke, the drunk one nails him with a right-handed hook reinforced by the brass knuckles and that sends Cypher crashing to the mat. Rumpke pins Louis Cypher.
Referee: 1..2..3!
Winner: Rumpke!
RW: Still the SFT Hardcore Champion, Rumpke... I was hoping Cypher would have taken care of Rumpke but maybe the next challenger will.
Robert Saints vs Emerson Embry (World title match / Standard Match)
Rockhouse by Frank Shelly plays over the arena as Robert Saints, Kelly Robinson and Skullbreaker make their way out to the ring. Robert jumps onto the ring apron holding down the middle rope allowing Kelly Robinson to enter the ring before he slides between the top and middle ropes into the ring himself. Skullbreaker climbs over the top rope and enters the ring where he gives advice to his client Robert before the referee makes both Kelly and Skullbreaker leave the ring before the opponent comes out to the ring.
The lights dim as "Kryptonite" by Three Doors Down begins to play throughout the arena. Blacklights light up ringside, the ramp-way and at the top of the ramp. Moments later, Emerson emerges from behind the curtain with the SFT World Heavyweight Championship title wrapped around his waste. He looks out at the fans in the arena before he jogs down the ramp, giving fans high fives. Emerson then climbs up onto the ring apron before climbing through the ropes, he takes off the World title and hands it to the referee before begining to jump up and down while loosening up. The referee raises the SFT World title to show the camera that this trophy is on the line, he then calls for the bell.
Both men slowly approach each other before they hook up. Robert quickly gets free of the lock up and slams his knee into Emerson's gut, he then grabs Emerson's head and goes for a DDT but Emerson is able to slip his head free which causes Saints to fall down on his back. Emerson backs away from Robert with a smile on his face while Super Em waits for his opponent to get back up to his feet.
RW: That's nice of Emerson there, he could have taken advantage of Saints being on the ground but didn't.
JC: This was a bad move in my opinion. If the shoe was on the other foot, do you think Robert would have given Emerson a chance to get up cleanly?
RW: He probably wouldn't have but Emerson is a nice guy!
JC: Too nice!
Meanwhile, Robert Saints and Emerson has locked up again. Emerson slips out of the lockup and maneuvers his body to get around Robert, he's grabbed him belly to back and goes for a german suplex but Robert counters this throw by locking his left leg up with Emerson's. Seconds later, Saints breaks Emerson's grasp around his stomach before he completely slips out of Emerson's grasp and he uses this momentum to get behind Emerson. Robert quickly german suplexes Emerson before the poor guy could react. The Viper hangs on to Emerson, and picks him up again only to send the man flying once again with a german suplex. Robert then lifts Emerson up once again and the next thing he does is send Emerson flying to the mat with another german suplex but this time, Robert Saints holds on to turn this into a bridge style of a pin.
Referee: 1..2 Kickout!
RW: What a series of german suplexes into a pin!
JC: Robert showing us once again how he is a fourth generation wrestler! I'm convinced that he's hungry enough to dethrone Emerson.
RW: Careful now, you know how this works out for you when you'll bet against Emerson!
JC: This time is different!
Robert has already got back on his feet and is currently picking Emerson up off of the ground when Emerson grabs Robert's head and drops down to his knees before hitting Robert with a jawbreaker. Saints staggers over to the ropes while he holds his jaw in pain. Emerson comes in from behind and chop blocks Robert's left knee. The Viper is knocked down to his back before Embry grabs his legs and tries to pull Robert out into the middle of the ring but Saints grabs onto the ropes in order to prevent this from happening. Seconds later, Emerson gives a strong heave. This jerks Robert Saints high into the air and his hands lose their grip on the ropes. Robert then comes crashing down onto his back and he's now in the middle of the ring. Emerson wastes no time before he drops Robert's right leg and then does a flip while still holding onto Saint's left leg. The Viper's eyes grow wide with pain as the stump pull is finished.
RW: There the champ goes, he's getting into a groove now, are you sure that you don't want to change your mind about who you think will win?
JC: No, Robert's a fourth generation wrestler and he will find a way to get the upper hand!
RW: Okay, look out! Here comes the sharpshooter!
Meanwhile, Embry now has Robert setup for the sharpshooter, all he has to do is get Saints turned over but The Viper; he's fighting hard to prevent Emerson from getting him turned over but in the end; the champ does infact get Saints turned on his stomach. Emerson sits down before he begins torquing Robert's lower back with the sharpshooter and The Viper yells out in pain. His wife, Kelly gets up onto the ring apron and she's screaming at the referee who quickly walks over to her and tries to get her off of the apron but she refuses. During this moment, Robert Saints is seen tapping out just before Skullbreaker reaches into the ring and grabs Robert's hands. Seconds later, Skullbreaker pulls Robert's body closer to the ropes while Emerson hangs on and keeps appling pressure. Saints reaches out and grabs the ropes while Skullbreaker quickly gets away from this side of the ring.
RW: Oh come on! That's a cheap move! Robert Saints has already tapped!
JC: I didn't see it, go get your eyes checked!
Once Skullbreaker is out of the way, Kelly gets off of the apron and then the referee turns around to see that Robert Saints has a hold of the ropes. The referee quickly forces Emerson to release his sharpshooter when "The Beast in me" by Johnny Cash hits the arena's sound system.
RW: Oh my, is that!?!
Moments later, Saint Jude comes walking out through the curtains and he quickly makes his way down the rampway while looking at Skullbreaker and Kelly. Jude points at both of them while Emerson climbs to the top of the ropes.
RW: It is! It's Saint Jude! Thank god he's back and he picked the perfect time to return! Lets see Skullbreaker and Kelly get involved in this match now!
JC: Saint Jude's going to cheat Robert out of the SFT World Title, I just know it!
Saint Jude walks around the ring and moves closer to Kelly and Skullbreaker who begin walking around to the oposite side of the ring that Jude's on. Seconds later, Emerson leaps off of the top rope and connects with a top rope headbutt! The champ is slow to pin Robert after the blow he just delivered to Robert with his own head! Meanwhile, Saint Jude still has both Kelly and Skullbreaker on the move to where they can't interfere to help The Viper again.
Referee: 1..2..3!
Winner: Emerson!
Saint Jude slides into the ring while Emerson is seen helping Robert up. Embry helps the Viper to the ropes and he makes sure that the man makes it out of the ring. Emerson turns to see Saint Jude who hands him the SFT World Title before offering his hand. Emerson, he embraces Saint Jude with a handshake as Titans 82 cuts off of the air.
Randy White: "Welcome everyone to Tuesday Night Titans, the flagship television broadcast of the SFT! I'm Randy White along with my broadcast partner John Cartwright and John, we have a big card tonight."
John Cartwright: "That's right Randy. Tonight we settle who will be the number one contender to the Intercontinental title as Jamo faces the Reaper and Apokalypse. Rumpke also defends the Hardcore title and the SFT World Championship is on the line as Emerson Embry collides with Robert Saints."
RW: "And now only that but-"
"Money, Money, Money" plays over the loudspeakers, interrupting the rest of what White has to say. The arena darkens and green lighting appears near the entrance and money signs appear down the aisle way. After a few seconds of the music playing, out steps the Accountant, clad in a black business suit, white shirt, red tie, and spectacles hanging off his nose. He is carrying a Halliburton briefcase in his left hand. The Accountant confidently begins walking to the ring.
JC: "It's the Accountant! He has not been seen in years!"
RW: "There were reports before this show that the SFT had made some new signings but I did not anticipate that the Accountant would be among them."
The Accountant walks up to the announce table that is near ringside and grabs the house microphone.
"I know that it might come as a shock to a lot of you in this building, but the Accountant has finally returned to the place that made him famous. I have sat back and casually observed this once great company rise from the ashes and it is time for me to make one final mark. You see Randy and John, when the SFT came back there were calls that went out to superstars far and wide. 'Can you come help us out?' 'The SFT is getting back together again.' Like any normal person, I expected my phone to ring but did it? No. One of the most decorated stars in the history of this company and there I was sitting in my office, not far from the U.S. Capitol Building, and no one dared call me. Was it fear? Jealously? Both? So I have bided my time, trying to figure out when to make my return. Well, that time is now. Everyone in this building knows that the Accountant has won every accolade in this company except one and that is to be the world champion. I have proudly worn the old U.S. Championship and held countless belts in between but I have never had the chance to be the man and the leader that this company deserves. Let every single superstar in the SFT locker room be put on notice that when the tax man cometh, he come for thee. I AM THE BEST DAMN TAX MAN IN WASHINGTON D.C. and the SFT is about to remember why."
The Accountant tosses the microphone back to the ring announcer and then sits down for commentary for the next match.
Eli Martin vs. Jack Jones (Standard Match)
"Friends in Low Places" plays over the loudspeakers as Jones comes to the ring with black jeans and a white tshirt with a black circle on it. He appears indifferent to the fans in attendance.
RW: "Former World Champion Jack Jones has his work cut out for him tonight. He said in the lead up to this show that he was going to serve as the SFT's gatekeeper for this evening's debuting talent."
The lights in the arena fall abruptly. Laser strobe lights encircle the arena as a light fog cloudy the stage entrance. From the curtain emerges Eli Martin clad in a silky hooded robe, he marches to the trumpet of Rev Theory's 'Wanted Man'. Palming the hands of show goers while making his way ringside. He climbs the steps and slithers between the ropes entering the ring, throwing back his hood and parting his robe to the ovation of the crowd, his fist clenched in the air he stands regally before the public with an intense glare in his eyes.
JC: "This guy looks like he is prepared to fight in a different sport!"
RW: "Well, he is a former cage fighter, bringing what many would say is a complimentary skillset to what we see in the SFT every Tuesday night."
Accountant: "As a technical wrestler, I am interested to see what this guy can do."
The bell rings and Martin and Jones converge in the center of the ring and have a staredown with each other. Jones is mouthing some trash talk to Martin, who simply smirks and that incenses Jones who begins firing away with some right hands. Jones whips Martin to the ropes and floors him with a clothesline. The newcomer Martin bails to the outside.
JC: "Welcome to the SFT, Eli Martin!"
After taking a slow lap around ringside to regain his composure, Martin steps back between the ropes. He locks up again with Jones. They go to the corner, where Jones gives Martin a clean break. They lock up again in the middle and this time, Jones tosses Martin over his shoulder. Incensed, Martin runs the ropes and gets caught with a devastating belly-to-belly suplex.
The Accountant: "He's learning!"
Martin picks Jones up and kicks him in the ribs and then pushes him into the corner where he starts unleashing a flury of jabs to the ribs of his opponent. Then, he grabs his opponent and headbutts him. Jones lifts Jones and delivers a stomachbreaker as the referee counts a near-fall. Jones rolls out of the ring, trying to collect himself, but Martin follows.
RW: "Martin might be out of his element here..."
Martin grabs Jones by the back of the head and places him in a headlock but when he tries to ram his opponent into the ringpost, Jones pushes off and his opponent's head smacks into the post. Jones picks Martin up and slams his face into the ring steps, rolling him into the ring where he delivers a neckbreaker. Jones stomps on his opponent, taunting him, and then hits a DDT. The referee gets into position
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But Martin kicks out. Jones drops a knee and covers again, but Martin kicks out at two. Jones then chokes Martin on the ring ropes, screaming at the rookie that he is not in his league and that Jones is the gatekeeper to the SFT. Jones resumes his choking every time the referee forces a break at hour and after the third time he throws a forearm to the gut but it does not faze the former SFT Champion. Jones whips Martin into the ropes and floors him with a clothesline. He lifts the former cage fighter for a suplex but as he does so, Martin uses his right knee to crack against his opponent's skull and both men fall to the canvas. The referee begins counting both men down, reaching five and then
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Martin then tears into Jones with elbow and forearm strikes to the head. The former world champion crumbles to the canvas as Martin mounts him and starts reigning in the blows, but unlike cage fighting a wrestler earns a break by touching the ropes and Martin touches the bottom rope to break the onslaught. The referee pulls Martin off of Jones, allowing the former titleholder to rake his opponent's eyes. Martin staggers around as Jones goes to the top rope. As he dives, though, Martin appears to have been playing possum as he catches Jones with a vicious right punch to the face.
RW: "I think that move is called the EMT!"
Martin then covers Jones and the referee counts.
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Winner: Eli Martin
RW: "I think Eli Martin has made a big statement tonight by winning his first match in the SFT against a former champion of the stature of Jack Jones!"
JC: "It took a while for the rookie to adjust but just like MMA, one mistake can determine the outcome."
The Accountant sits silently and waits for Martin to leave the ring. Jones is being helped to his feet by several SFT officials, reeling from the blow that Martin struck in the last match.
The Accountant: "And now it is time for me to make my statement."
The Accountant throws down his headset and gets into the ring with his Halliburton. Just when Jones is about to be taken through the ropes, the Accountant flies across the ring and blasts him over the head with the briefcase. Jones crumples to the mat as the Accountant reigns down blows with the case, a man possessed.
RW: "What is the Accountant doing? Jack Jones is a defenseless man!"
JC: "It is a dog eat dog world in the SFT and I think the Accountant is announcing his presence with authority!"
After laying in five blows, the Accountant straightens his jacket and tie and leaves the ring to a chorus of boos from the crowd. He simply smiles as he calmly walks to the locker room, briefcase in tow.
Jamo vs Reaper vs. Apokalypse(#1 to ic title. Triple threat match)
RW: Ok folks triple threat time.
JC: WE got a good one, winner will get a shot at the IC champion and by default be the number one contender for the IC title.
The lights in the arena goes out then the titantron played a video being scared of someone is about break in her house and started panicking to find a place to hide. The criminal man begins to break in the women’s house then Jamo is standing behind the criminal man while Jamo hiding in the shadows carrying a sawed off shotgun and Jamo follows him. The police phone operator will say “911 what’s your emergency?” Then the women who replied back will say “someone is breaking in my house to kill me.... please help” and the police phone operator will reply back saying “where abouts inside the house are you, help will be on the way.” Women say “Please hurry I’m in my bedroom closet, hurry please I’m going to be dead soon.” Criminal man opens the bedroom closet with a evil smirk then the women screams and I appeared beside the criminal man loaded up the gun beside his head and say “Get f@&ked mate” then the shots echos the arena, Chin Check by N.W.A music hits the arena and the lights synced with the music. Jamo shows up wearing long black tights with shotgun logo on both sides, black knee pads, black wrestling boots, black jacket, black MMA gloves and black sunglasses. Walking down the ramp slowly, high five few fans and kids, slides in to get on the ring climbs up the turnbuckle and taunt bullet club.
JC: Jamo looks good to go.
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.
RW: And Reaper is set to go.
The lights suddenly go red and start flashing as "Progenies of The Great Apokalypse" by Dimmu Borgir starts to play throughout the arena. Apokalypse methodically walks out from backstage and glares out at the fans in attendance before rushing toward the ring
Ring Announcer: Making his way to the ring... weighing in at 249 pounds... from Death Valley, California... HE... IS... APOKALYPSE!
Once he reaches the ring, he slides in quickly and stands up in the center of the ring, again glaring out at the fans.
RW: And Apok as he’s been lovingly called now is also set to go.
All three stand in the center as the bell sounds off.
JC: Here we go!
Jamo starts it off with a drop kick on Reaper then a clothesline on Apok. Jamo stands over both fallen men with a grin on his face.
But its short lived as Reaper sweeps the legs then kicks him in the throat! Reaper goes for the cover the ref counts 1…………..2…………...broken up by Apok!
JC: Very close!
Apok now with an elbow on Reaper then a DDT! Apok with the cover the ref counts 1……...2………..kickout!
As Apok gets up Jamo comes running from behing with a bulldog! Jamo is going to cover but Reaper clotheslines him which gives Apok a chance to recover. Reaper is up and now he and Apok start brawling in the center of the ring.
Jamo is getting up when both Reaper and Apok superkick him at the same time. Jamo is out cold.
RW: Yeah hes not waking up from that.
Reaper hits a kick to the midsection of Apok then goes for a DDT but Apok uses his back to fling Reaper over the ropes!
Apok goes after Jamo who is dizzy but trying to get up. Apok grabs him and hits his Apoklaypse Now and covers him the ref counts 1…………..2……………...3! Reaper gets in a millisecond too late!
RW: Its over, Apokalypse wins the match and will be facing Jay Impact for the IC title.
Apok celebrats in the ring as we cut to commercial.
Louis Cypher vs Rumpke (Hardcore title match)
"Am I Evil" by Metallica begins to play over the arena sound system moments before Louis Cypher emerges from behind the curtain. Cypher smirks as he walks down the ramp-way with his cane in hand. Upon reaching the ring which is filled with all sorts of weapons, Louis Cypher slides into the ring and navigates through the weapons laying on the mat while he gets to his corner.
RW: Louis looks like he's ready to go to battle with Rumpke.
After Cypher's music cuts, "Peace Sells" by Megadeth blasts over the PA system.
JC: I guarantee you that Rumpke just wants to hit someone, anyone with whatever he can use!
Seconds later, a scarred Rumpke emerges through the curtain. With one hand, he's pulling a large cooler, while the other hand has a fifth of Kentucky Cornshine. The SFT Hardcore Championship title is wrapped around his waste. Rumpke walks down the ramp-way, he reaches ringside and lets go of the cooler. Rumpke then takes a long drink from his fifth of Kentucky Cornshine. Once the drunk is done with this, he puts the cap on the bottle before he climbs the stairs onto the ring apron. The drunk one smiles at Louis as this man coldly smirks back at him. Rumpke hauls off and throws the half full bottle of Kentucky Cornshine at Louis Cypher and it's a direct hit! The blow staggers the challenger and Rumpke uses this opportunity to climb into the ring; He quickly removes the Hardcore belt from around his waste and tosses it in the referee's general direction before he starts laughing at Louis Cypher.
JC: Let the mind games begin!
RW: I don't think Rumpke's bright enough to play mind games but I'm sure that he knew Louis Cypher's known for getting an early attack on his opponents at moments when they let their guard down.
JC: Oh, like when Rumpke would climb into the ring?
RW: Exactly and he bought himself sometime to get in the ring by throwing that bottle at Cypher.
JC: You're giving Rumpke too much credit.. You just said that he wasn't that bright.
RW: Look out!
The bell has previously rang and Cypher who's face is beet red from Rumpke's latest antic has now charged at the drunk with his cane hauled back, ready to strike! Cypher swings! Yet Rumpke dodges the would be blow before he connects with a punch to Cypher's kidneys. The drunken brawler then uses his momenteum to go for a right hook to Louis's face but Cypher is able to nail Rumpke in the face with a right elbow before he was able to connect with the hook punch. This blow from Cypher, it knocks Rumpke down to one knee before Cypher hauls off and hits the drunk so hard with his cane that it shatters into multiple pieces!
RW: OUCH!!!
JC: I know! The thing is, Cypher's fought Rumpke many of times in the past, he's smart enough to know that Rumpke will go for a quick hook punch to end the match! What a great counter by Cypher and it was followed up with a painful blow that Louis could deliver to the champ!
This sends Rumpke crashing to the ground. Cypher pins Rumpke.
Referee: 1.. Kickout!
Rumpke lays on the ground after kicking out while Cypher gets back up to his feet. The man, he looks around and spots a steel chair. Louis walks over to it and bends over to grab this weapon as Rumpke has slowly made it up to his feet. Louis Cypher, hauls back with the chair while he coldly smiles at the drunk. Seconds later he swings just as Rumpke follows through with a punch of his own. The chair, it met the fist and Rumpke put so much power as well as weight into his punch that this steel chair was cleanly knocked out of Louis's grasp before it flew a few feet back before it fell too the ground. Yet with Rumpke putting so much of his weight into this punch, it also put the man off balance which eliminates any type of quick follow up. Louis is able to recover quicker than Rumpke and he quickly snatches the drunk up by his head before ddting Rumpke's head onto a trash can!
JC: Louis Cypher, he's looking really good! I had doubts about him winning this match but I'm starting to come around!
RW: You always count your chickens before they hatch. As much as I'd like to see Rumpke lose this match, I'm hesitant because he doesn't lose very often!
Cypher had pinned Rumpke but he barely got a two count out of his latest offense. Louis, he doesn't argue with the referee, instead; This man, he gets up and grabs Rumpke's head before he begins lifting Rumpke up off of the mat. This was the moment when Rumpke's dirty nature, it came out and poor Cypher got nailed with a low blow. Rumpke then reaches in one of his pockets and pulls out a brass knuckle. The drunk equips this weapon as he makes it to his feet. Meanwhile, Cypher has done a complete circle while hopping in pain from the low blow and right when he turned around to face Rumpke, the drunk one nails him with a right-handed hook reinforced by the brass knuckles and that sends Cypher crashing to the mat. Rumpke pins Louis Cypher.
Referee: 1..2..3!
Winner: Rumpke!
RW: Still the SFT Hardcore Champion, Rumpke... I was hoping Cypher would have taken care of Rumpke but maybe the next challenger will.
Robert Saints vs Emerson Embry (World title match / Standard Match)
Rockhouse by Frank Shelly plays over the arena as Robert Saints, Kelly Robinson and Skullbreaker make their way out to the ring. Robert jumps onto the ring apron holding down the middle rope allowing Kelly Robinson to enter the ring before he slides between the top and middle ropes into the ring himself. Skullbreaker climbs over the top rope and enters the ring where he gives advice to his client Robert before the referee makes both Kelly and Skullbreaker leave the ring before the opponent comes out to the ring.
The lights dim as "Kryptonite" by Three Doors Down begins to play throughout the arena. Blacklights light up ringside, the ramp-way and at the top of the ramp. Moments later, Emerson emerges from behind the curtain with the SFT World Heavyweight Championship title wrapped around his waste. He looks out at the fans in the arena before he jogs down the ramp, giving fans high fives. Emerson then climbs up onto the ring apron before climbing through the ropes, he takes off the World title and hands it to the referee before begining to jump up and down while loosening up. The referee raises the SFT World title to show the camera that this trophy is on the line, he then calls for the bell.
Both men slowly approach each other before they hook up. Robert quickly gets free of the lock up and slams his knee into Emerson's gut, he then grabs Emerson's head and goes for a DDT but Emerson is able to slip his head free which causes Saints to fall down on his back. Emerson backs away from Robert with a smile on his face while Super Em waits for his opponent to get back up to his feet.
RW: That's nice of Emerson there, he could have taken advantage of Saints being on the ground but didn't.
JC: This was a bad move in my opinion. If the shoe was on the other foot, do you think Robert would have given Emerson a chance to get up cleanly?
RW: He probably wouldn't have but Emerson is a nice guy!
JC: Too nice!
Meanwhile, Robert Saints and Emerson has locked up again. Emerson slips out of the lockup and maneuvers his body to get around Robert, he's grabbed him belly to back and goes for a german suplex but Robert counters this throw by locking his left leg up with Emerson's. Seconds later, Saints breaks Emerson's grasp around his stomach before he completely slips out of Emerson's grasp and he uses this momentum to get behind Emerson. Robert quickly german suplexes Emerson before the poor guy could react. The Viper hangs on to Emerson, and picks him up again only to send the man flying once again with a german suplex. Robert then lifts Emerson up once again and the next thing he does is send Emerson flying to the mat with another german suplex but this time, Robert Saints holds on to turn this into a bridge style of a pin.
Referee: 1..2 Kickout!
RW: What a series of german suplexes into a pin!
JC: Robert showing us once again how he is a fourth generation wrestler! I'm convinced that he's hungry enough to dethrone Emerson.
RW: Careful now, you know how this works out for you when you'll bet against Emerson!
JC: This time is different!
Robert has already got back on his feet and is currently picking Emerson up off of the ground when Emerson grabs Robert's head and drops down to his knees before hitting Robert with a jawbreaker. Saints staggers over to the ropes while he holds his jaw in pain. Emerson comes in from behind and chop blocks Robert's left knee. The Viper is knocked down to his back before Embry grabs his legs and tries to pull Robert out into the middle of the ring but Saints grabs onto the ropes in order to prevent this from happening. Seconds later, Emerson gives a strong heave. This jerks Robert Saints high into the air and his hands lose their grip on the ropes. Robert then comes crashing down onto his back and he's now in the middle of the ring. Emerson wastes no time before he drops Robert's right leg and then does a flip while still holding onto Saint's left leg. The Viper's eyes grow wide with pain as the stump pull is finished.
RW: There the champ goes, he's getting into a groove now, are you sure that you don't want to change your mind about who you think will win?
JC: No, Robert's a fourth generation wrestler and he will find a way to get the upper hand!
RW: Okay, look out! Here comes the sharpshooter!
Meanwhile, Embry now has Robert setup for the sharpshooter, all he has to do is get Saints turned over but The Viper; he's fighting hard to prevent Emerson from getting him turned over but in the end; the champ does infact get Saints turned on his stomach. Emerson sits down before he begins torquing Robert's lower back with the sharpshooter and The Viper yells out in pain. His wife, Kelly gets up onto the ring apron and she's screaming at the referee who quickly walks over to her and tries to get her off of the apron but she refuses. During this moment, Robert Saints is seen tapping out just before Skullbreaker reaches into the ring and grabs Robert's hands. Seconds later, Skullbreaker pulls Robert's body closer to the ropes while Emerson hangs on and keeps appling pressure. Saints reaches out and grabs the ropes while Skullbreaker quickly gets away from this side of the ring.
RW: Oh come on! That's a cheap move! Robert Saints has already tapped!
JC: I didn't see it, go get your eyes checked!
Once Skullbreaker is out of the way, Kelly gets off of the apron and then the referee turns around to see that Robert Saints has a hold of the ropes. The referee quickly forces Emerson to release his sharpshooter when "The Beast in me" by Johnny Cash hits the arena's sound system.
RW: Oh my, is that!?!
Moments later, Saint Jude comes walking out through the curtains and he quickly makes his way down the rampway while looking at Skullbreaker and Kelly. Jude points at both of them while Emerson climbs to the top of the ropes.
RW: It is! It's Saint Jude! Thank god he's back and he picked the perfect time to return! Lets see Skullbreaker and Kelly get involved in this match now!
JC: Saint Jude's going to cheat Robert out of the SFT World Title, I just know it!
Saint Jude walks around the ring and moves closer to Kelly and Skullbreaker who begin walking around to the oposite side of the ring that Jude's on. Seconds later, Emerson leaps off of the top rope and connects with a top rope headbutt! The champ is slow to pin Robert after the blow he just delivered to Robert with his own head! Meanwhile, Saint Jude still has both Kelly and Skullbreaker on the move to where they can't interfere to help The Viper again.
Referee: 1..2..3!
Winner: Emerson!
Saint Jude slides into the ring while Emerson is seen helping Robert up. Embry helps the Viper to the ropes and he makes sure that the man makes it out of the ring. Emerson turns to see Saint Jude who hands him the SFT World Title before offering his hand. Emerson, he embraces Saint Jude with a handshake as Titans 82 cuts off of the air.
