Post by Joey on May 5, 2020 16:14:48 GMT -5
Its been a short night for the SFT boardroom, meetings were taken, lots of deals were made and now its showtime.
We see Cradle of Filth on the stage playing as only they can as fans are enjoying their breaks from the drolldrums of life.
We see RW and JC take their spots as the music dies down and so do the fans.
RW: Welcome ladies and gentlemen we are live from Detroit Rock City!
JC: That is correct and nowhere beats this historical city.
RW: Its comeback city to be sure.
JC: Thats right just like SFT.
Saint Jude vs Jack Jones (standard match)
RW: Lets get to our first match of the evening. The returning Saint Jude vs. Jack Jones.
Both men are in the ring already as the bell sounds off.
JC: No frills no thrills for Jude.
Jude starts it off with a running forearm then a double axe handle! Jude now with a running big boot but Jack ducks it and then spin kicks Jude! Jack with an elbow drop covers pin the ref counts 1…………..2…………….kickout!
RW: Jack almost pulled off the upset of the century right there.
But it only seems to annoy Jude, who gets up like a cat and clotheslines Jack to the outside of the ring. Jude climbs the turnbuckles and Jude waits for Jack to get up and Jude flies off the top with a flying clothesline!
RW: Oh my gawd!
Jude levels Jack and leaves Jack passed out then climbs into the ring a little shaken up himself. The ref starts his 10 count. 1…………..2…………….3………………...4………………….5……..Jack is starting to come through...6…………………...7……………………..8………..Jack is trying to get up on his feet……….9…………………...10!!!
JC: Too late Jack couldnt get up in time.
Jude exits the ring, gives a nod to Jack as if saying well done and walks away without celebrating.
Winner: Saint Jude
Robert Saints vs Apokalypse (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 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. Moments later, Apokalypse turns to face Robert Saints who is smirking at him. Robert ends up walking out to the center of the ring with Apokalypse still standing there.
RW: Robert doesn't look too happy right now.
JC: I bet not, Apokalypse pretty much lined up his whole family before taking a dump on all of them!
Robert and Apok exchange words moments before the bell rings. Suddenly, The Viper strikes Apokalypse with a quick slap across the face before Saints laughs at the man who is standing there facing away from Robert who is looking at Skullbreaker and Kelly. All of them have a smile on their face but these smiles, they all turn upside down when Apokalypse smacks Robert so hard that the man loses balance and falls to one knee. We can hear Apokalypse laughing hysterically at Robert Saints.
JC: I believe that Apokalypse just smacked the taste out of Robert's taste buds!
RW: Yeah, that was very loud but pails in comparison to Apokalypse's laugh.
Seconds later, Robert explodes out of his kneeling down position to tackle Apokalypse too the ground, he then begins firing rights and lefts at the man who is doing his best to block the incoming punches but the majority are getting past Apok's barrier. The referee is telling Robert to stop this assault but Saints keeps going. Tonight's referee begins counting and Robert uses as much of the count as he can before stopping this onslaught. Robert finally gets up off of Apokalypse, he then show boats for Kelly, Skullbreaker and his fans.
RW: The Viper is wasting time..
JC: Yeah but he's a fourth generation wrestler! He knows what he's doing.
Robert then turns his attention back to Apokalypse who has gotten up to his knees. The Viper grabs Apokalypse by the head and begins pulling the man up to his feet when Apok suddenly grabs Robert's head before dropping to his knees while hitting Saints with a jaw breaker. Apokalypse then gets back up to his feet and grabs Robert before lifting him up and slams the Viper down with "Apokalypse Now"! Apok pins Robert.
The referee slaps his hand on the mat once and doesn't notice Skullbreaker putting Robert's foot on the bottom rope. The referee slaps his hand on the mat as second time but Kelly notifies the referee to look at Robert's foot being on the rope!
RW: That's bullshit! Skullbreaker did that!
JC: It's legal since the referee missed it, so get over it Randy!
Apokalypse gets back up to his feet and smiles at Skullbreaker before turning his attention to Robert Saints who is slowly rolling onto his stomach. Apok waits for Robert to get on all fours before he kicks the fourth generation wrestler in the gut very hard!
RW: Justice!
Robert rolls onto his back while he struggles to get the breath back into his lungs. Apokalypse laughs while he grabs Robert by the head, he begins pulling The Viper up to his feet when suddenly Saints rolls Apokalypse into a pin.
RW: Robert Saints has a hold of Apokalypses pants!
Referee: 1..2..3!!!
Robert immediately lets go of Apokalypse and slides out of the ring with a smile on his face. Kelly and Skullbreaker come over to Robert Saints and the three of them begin to celebrate the victory while Apokalypse is standing in the ring, having a discussion with the referee about Robert Saints cheating for the pin call. The ref is explaining to Apokalypse that the pinfall counts.
RW: Apokalypse has been cheated out of his streak!
JC: The Viper tried to warn Apok that he was a fourth generation wrestler! One that knew all of the tricks in this business and he clearly showed Apokalypse some of those tricks tonight!
RW: This is garbage!
Suddenly, "Peace Sells" by Megadeth begins playing through out the arena. Moments later, Rumpke comes out onto the top of the ramp-way wearing a referee's outfit with a microphone in one hand and a bottle of booze in the other. He walks down the ramp and climbs up the steps before entering the ring. The music stops playing. Robert, Kelly, Skullbreaker and Apokalypse are looking at the drunk. Rumpke looks at the referee.
Rumpke: You're clearly blind and need your eyes checked.
The fans cheer!
Rumpke: Ref, you can go backstage and get some contacts, glasses, whatever you need. Either way, you're done for the night! Apokalypse was screwed in this match and I'm overturning your decision. This match will be starting again shortly and I'll be taking over the referee's duties!
The fans cheer even more and begin chanting for Apokalypse while the referee exits the ring before walking backstage!
JC: What!?! Rumpke can't do this! Heck, he doesn't even know how to wrestle!
RW: You're wrong John, he has the power to do everything he just did!
Rumpke: Robert, go ahead and get back in this ring because this match isn't over yet. Oh wait, before you get in the ring, go ahead and throw a couple of chairs in the ring because this match just became a hardcore match!
RW: Rumpke may not know how to wrestle but he's definitley capable of refereeing a hardcore match!
Apokalypse's frown turns upside down and the fans are cheering even louder than they were before. Robert and Kelly both show frustration as the Viper walks over to the announcer's table, grabs a couple of chairs and tosses them into the ring. Robert then climbs the steps and enters the ring while Rumpke finishes taking a drink from his bottle. The drunk then tosses the microphone outside of the ring while both Apok and The Viper pick up a chair. The drunk one then calls for the opening bell. Both men are circling each other while having the chairs hauled back ready to swing. Apok then suddenly tosses the chair at Robert Saints who blocks the chair from hitting him but this opens the man up to be nailed with a spear from Apokalypse! Apok gets right back up to his feet and grabs one of the chairs. He then waits for Robert to get back up. Skullbreaker gets up onto the ring apron and is about to grab onto Apokalypse's chair when Rumpke nailed the man with a right hook punch that knocks Skullbreaker onto the mat outside of the ring.
JC: Rumpke's the referee, he can't do that!
RW: All referee's need to be more like this drunk!
JC: What are you talking about? You despise Rumpke!
RW: Most of the time, yes but tonight, he made a good call!
Seconds later, Apokalypse nails Robert Saints over the head with the chair as Robert falls to the ground. Apokalypse pins Robert.
Rumpke: 1..2..3!!
Winner: Apokalypse!
Rumpke ends up raising Apokalypses hand in victory as the fans chant "Apokalypse". SFT Titans then cuts to commercial.
Eli Martin vs Jamo vs The Accountant (triple threat match)
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.
RW: "Last week, Eli Martin showed the world that he has what it takes to hang with the other wrestlers in SFT, defeating former world champion Jack Jones. Tonight, he faces yet another test against a grizzle SFT veteran and a talented extreme wrestler."
JC: "Martin raised some eyebrows when he knocked out Jones with that vicious punch he calls the EMT."
"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.
RW: "And here is Jamo, who claims to be the most ruthless, toughest S.O.B. in SFT."
JC: "He is going to be the odd man out here as his hardcore style does not mix well with that of either Martin or the Accountant. Both of those guys specialize in submissions."
"Money, Money, Money" plays over the loudspeakers as the Accountant steps out from behind the curtain. He wears a suit to the ring, with a pair of glasses hanging over his nose and his black hair slicked back. He scowls at fans as he carries his briefcase in his left hand. He slowly walks up the ring steps and steps between the top and middle ropes on his way into the ring. He places his briefcase underneath one of the corner turnbuckles and takes off his suit coat. After he does so, he pulls on the top rope near the corner to stretch before the action begins.
RW: "The Accountant has a look that shows he means all business tonight."
JC: "As well he should. This is his first match in SFT in more than eight years. The question is whether there will be any ring rust."
The bell rings and all three of the wrestlers eye each other cautiously, circling each other and daring them to make the first move. The inexperienced Martin, takes his eyes away from Jamo for a brief second to look exclusively at the Accountant, and is attacked by his opponents. Jamo and the Accountant pound Martin with right hands and kicks, throwing him into the corner to continue their onslaught.
JC: "Martin is getting another hard lesson that this is not MMA. No such thing as multi-man matches there, so he is going to have to adapt fast if he wants to survive."
Jamo and the Accountant go to toss Martin over the top rope, but the MMA veteran holds on and skins the cat back into the ring. As he does this, Jamo and the Accountant have their backs turned and Martin clotheslines both of them. He lifts Jamo and delivers a devastating vertical suplex and lifts him again for a roundhouse kick to the face. A dazed Accountant rises right when Jamo does down the second time and is immediately whipped into the ropes and planted with a spinebuster as the crowd loudly cheers for the SFT newcomer.
RW: "Looking at the Accountant's face, he felt all of that from the time he went up to the time he was planted on the canvas! That's a hard welcome back to the SFT!"
Instinctively, Martin drops an elbow on the Accountant's right arm and then places him in a standard armbar. The Accountant reaches for the ropes but it is not necessary as Jamo clobbers Martin over the head with a forearm to break the hold. Jamo headbutts Martin and then does a falling headbutt to his opponent while he is on the canvas. He then runs the ropes and hits a running senton and covers.
1.....
2....
But Martin kicks out and the match continues. The Accountant is back on his feet and he tries to trap Jamo in a German suplex but the former Intercontinental champion gives him a mule kick, and the Accountant falls to the canvas in pain. When Jamo turns, Martin is back on his feet and gives Jamo a belly-to-belly suplex. Martin then starts working Jamo's left leg, dropping knees onto it. Martin then applies a spinning toe hold, but Jamo is able to make his way to the ropes to break the hold. While this goes on, the Accountant bides his time in the corner, feigning an injury but not wanting to be damaged in any attack. Martin continues his assault on Jamo's leg, placing it over the bottom ring rope and jumping down onto it. Sensing victory, Martin then applies a Muta lock, but the Accountant springs into action, running across the ring and dropping an elbow to break the hold.
JC: "Trying to work submissions in one of these matches is incredibly difficult. How can you effectively isolate the other guy in order to do what you need to do?"
The Accountant then starts going to work on Martin, dropping a series of elbows to his downed opponent and then targeting his opponent's right leg. The Accountant goes to the floor and smashes Martin's leg into the ring post several times. When Martin staggers to his feet, the Accountant launches himself from the corner with a bulldog and covers.
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2.....
But Jamo breaks up the fall midway through the last count. The Accountant is angered at first and pushes Jamo, but then decides to try to make common cause with him. The Accountant points to Jamo and himself and then to Martin, trying to strike up an alliance of SFT veterans.
RW: "I think the Accountant is trying to turn this into a handicap match. Does he really fear Eli Martin that much?"
Jamo, who has never aligned himself with being much of a face or heel, agrees to the temporary alliance and both men lift Martin for a double suplex. Then, they plant the rookie with a double DDT. The Accountant then urges Martin to head to the ringside area and grab a chair, yelling to the camera that Martin is in for the "audit of his life." While Jamo has the chair prepared, the Accountant goes to whip Martin into it but Martin reverses and the Accountant's face ends up colliding with the chair. Not one for long-term alliances, Jamo simply shrugs after the Accountant takes the blow and then charges Martin with the chair, only to be on the receiving end of a drop toe hold. As Jamo falls to the canvas, he goes face-first into the chair he is holding and Martin covers.
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2...........
But Jamo barely kicks out before three. With the Accountant still woozy from the chair to the head moments earlier, Martin sees an opportunity to finish the bout. Remembering that he worked over Jamo's leg earlier in the contest, Martin applies a Sharpshooter. Jamo tries to fight off being turned over in the manuever, but he is too weakened to stop it and the referee goes down to check his status. Right after Jamo is turned over, though, the Accountant springs into action and applies a crossface, increasing Jamo's agony as his body is twisted towards a u-shape. The referee suddenly calls for the bell.
RW: "What's the result here? Martin and the Accountant had Jamo in a simultaneous submission!"
Martin gets up with his hands in the air until he realizes that the Accountant was underneath the Sharpshooter. He is trying to get clarification from the referee, but who brushes him aside so he can talk to the ring announcer.
Ring Announcer: "Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has ruled that Jamo submitted to BOTH Eli Martin and the Accountant. Therefore, the winner of this match is....Eli Martin AND the Accountant."
Winners: Eli Martin & the Accountant
Martin is disappointed with the result and asks the referee for the match to continue one-on-one versus the Accountant. Sensing an opportunity, the Accountant grabs his Halliburton briefcase and like last week, he goes to strike a turned opponent. However, Martin's sixth sense kicks in and he ducks the blow and clotheslines the Accountant out of the ring. The Accountant, dazed, staggers backstage as Martin holds up the Halliburton briefcase triumphantly.
JC: "Something tells me, Randy, that we have not seen the last of these two facing off in the SFT."
Reaper vs. Twilight (Hardcore Title Match)
Rumpke is in the ring with mic and says "I got a surprise for everyone tonight, winner of this match will be awarded the HC title. Goodluck to both guys."
RW: Wow I didnt expect that.
JC: But quite the surprise.
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 which is loaded with weapons.
I will be heard by Hatebreed begins playing over the arena's speakers. Twilight then makes his way down the rampway and then slides into the ring before he stands in his corner. The referee already has the Hardcore Title in hand and raises it into the air to signal that this match is a title match. Moments later, the referee lowers the title and calls for the bell.
Twilight and Reaper move closer to each other before the two lock up. Reaper throws Twilight too the ground. Twilight gets right back up only to run into a big boot that knocks the man down again. Reaper picks up a shovel and reveals a smile before he swings it down to hit Twilight who rolls out of the way before he sweeps Reaper's feet out from under him. Reaper falls down and dents a trash can with his head. Twilight gets back up to his feet and picks up a kindo stick. He then begins hitting Reaper over and over until the weapon breaks. Twilight then walks over to a table that's laying down in the ring. He then picks it up and places it in a corner of the ring.
RW: It looks like Twilight has got some bad intentions planned for Reaper!
JC: Randy, don't you know that it never works out well for the guy that sets up the table?
Twilight grabs Reaper by the head and begins pulling him up to his feet when Reaper hits him with a low blow! Reaper then gets up to his feet and sets the man up inbetween his legs before lifting Twilight up into the air. Reaper holds Twilight in the air while he positions closer too the table that Twilight had just set up.
JC: See what I mean Randy?
Seconds later, Reaper jacknife powerbombs Twilight through the table and then goes for the pin.
Referee: 1..2..3!!
Winner: Reaper!
Jay Impact vs Louis Cypher (non title match w/ apokalypse as the special referee)
Apokalypse is already in the ring. "South of Heaven" hits and Louis Cypher makes his way to the ring. Suddenly Jay pops out of the crowd and blindsides Cypher while he was getting in the ring. Jay, grabs Louis by the arm and slings him in the direction of the steel steps. A loud crash is heard as Cypher's body explodes through the steps. Apokalypse calls for the bell and Jay looks puzzled as he gazes at the guest referee. We can hear Apok say "I just wanted the match to be underway, continue!".
RW: That's some odd refereeing capabilities there.
JC: I have a feeling that Cypher is about to get screwed...
Jay walks over to Cypher and begins to peel him up off of the ground when Louis nails the man with a sudden low blow. Louis then grabs his cane and breaks it over his face!
RW: When did this become a hardcore match?
JC: The moment Jay used the steel steps!
RW: Fair enough!
Jay Impact is still on his feet after the instinctive blow delivered by Louis Cypher. Jay turns away from Cypher but when he does, Apokalypse nails him in the head with a lead pipe! Apokalypse then grabs the still dazed Cypher and tosses the man on top of Jay Impact. Apokalypse then does a fast three count and calls for the bell!
RW: Cypher wins?
JC: It looks that way! Go Cypher!
Winner: Louis Cypher!
All of a sudden Harold comes waddling out onto the top of the ramp with a mic.
Harold: Jay you've been an embarrassment to SFT ever since you won the title at Bad Abundance and that's why I'm stripping you of the Intercontinental title. Now that's out of the way. I'd like to say that in recognition of his hard work since arriving in SFT, I'm going to give the Intercontinental Title to Apokalypse!
JC: Wow!
RW: This is quite a surprise! There's no doubt that Apokalypse has earned this title even though he hasn't won it in a match!
Harold: I'll also be making a match for next Titans. It'll be Apokalypse vs Louis Cypher and the Intercontinental Title will be on the line!
JC: Harold has laid down the law tonight! I can't wait to see Cypher vs Apok! It's going to be one heck of a match!
RW: Yes it will, that's all we've got for you tonight. Goodnight folks!
Harold: Jay if you ever get your head in the real game feel free to try us again.
The crowd cheers as Harold waddles backstage as Titans goes off the air.
Before we go off the air we see Lucas Balkan appear on the strike tron and he's just smiling as we fade to black.
RW: Holy mother of gawd, Lucas Freaking Balkan is back in...(shows cut off before he can finish his sentence).
(Fade to black)
We see Cradle of Filth on the stage playing as only they can as fans are enjoying their breaks from the drolldrums of life.
We see RW and JC take their spots as the music dies down and so do the fans.
RW: Welcome ladies and gentlemen we are live from Detroit Rock City!
JC: That is correct and nowhere beats this historical city.
RW: Its comeback city to be sure.
JC: Thats right just like SFT.
Saint Jude vs Jack Jones (standard match)
RW: Lets get to our first match of the evening. The returning Saint Jude vs. Jack Jones.
Both men are in the ring already as the bell sounds off.
JC: No frills no thrills for Jude.
Jude starts it off with a running forearm then a double axe handle! Jude now with a running big boot but Jack ducks it and then spin kicks Jude! Jack with an elbow drop covers pin the ref counts 1…………..2…………….kickout!
RW: Jack almost pulled off the upset of the century right there.
But it only seems to annoy Jude, who gets up like a cat and clotheslines Jack to the outside of the ring. Jude climbs the turnbuckles and Jude waits for Jack to get up and Jude flies off the top with a flying clothesline!
RW: Oh my gawd!
Jude levels Jack and leaves Jack passed out then climbs into the ring a little shaken up himself. The ref starts his 10 count. 1…………..2…………….3………………...4………………….5……..Jack is starting to come through...6…………………...7……………………..8………..Jack is trying to get up on his feet……….9…………………...10!!!
JC: Too late Jack couldnt get up in time.
Jude exits the ring, gives a nod to Jack as if saying well done and walks away without celebrating.
Winner: Saint Jude
Robert Saints vs Apokalypse (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 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. Moments later, Apokalypse turns to face Robert Saints who is smirking at him. Robert ends up walking out to the center of the ring with Apokalypse still standing there.
RW: Robert doesn't look too happy right now.
JC: I bet not, Apokalypse pretty much lined up his whole family before taking a dump on all of them!
Robert and Apok exchange words moments before the bell rings. Suddenly, The Viper strikes Apokalypse with a quick slap across the face before Saints laughs at the man who is standing there facing away from Robert who is looking at Skullbreaker and Kelly. All of them have a smile on their face but these smiles, they all turn upside down when Apokalypse smacks Robert so hard that the man loses balance and falls to one knee. We can hear Apokalypse laughing hysterically at Robert Saints.
JC: I believe that Apokalypse just smacked the taste out of Robert's taste buds!
RW: Yeah, that was very loud but pails in comparison to Apokalypse's laugh.
Seconds later, Robert explodes out of his kneeling down position to tackle Apokalypse too the ground, he then begins firing rights and lefts at the man who is doing his best to block the incoming punches but the majority are getting past Apok's barrier. The referee is telling Robert to stop this assault but Saints keeps going. Tonight's referee begins counting and Robert uses as much of the count as he can before stopping this onslaught. Robert finally gets up off of Apokalypse, he then show boats for Kelly, Skullbreaker and his fans.
RW: The Viper is wasting time..
JC: Yeah but he's a fourth generation wrestler! He knows what he's doing.
Robert then turns his attention back to Apokalypse who has gotten up to his knees. The Viper grabs Apokalypse by the head and begins pulling the man up to his feet when Apok suddenly grabs Robert's head before dropping to his knees while hitting Saints with a jaw breaker. Apokalypse then gets back up to his feet and grabs Robert before lifting him up and slams the Viper down with "Apokalypse Now"! Apok pins Robert.
The referee slaps his hand on the mat once and doesn't notice Skullbreaker putting Robert's foot on the bottom rope. The referee slaps his hand on the mat as second time but Kelly notifies the referee to look at Robert's foot being on the rope!
RW: That's bullshit! Skullbreaker did that!
JC: It's legal since the referee missed it, so get over it Randy!
Apokalypse gets back up to his feet and smiles at Skullbreaker before turning his attention to Robert Saints who is slowly rolling onto his stomach. Apok waits for Robert to get on all fours before he kicks the fourth generation wrestler in the gut very hard!
RW: Justice!
Robert rolls onto his back while he struggles to get the breath back into his lungs. Apokalypse laughs while he grabs Robert by the head, he begins pulling The Viper up to his feet when suddenly Saints rolls Apokalypse into a pin.
RW: Robert Saints has a hold of Apokalypses pants!
Referee: 1..2..3!!!
Robert immediately lets go of Apokalypse and slides out of the ring with a smile on his face. Kelly and Skullbreaker come over to Robert Saints and the three of them begin to celebrate the victory while Apokalypse is standing in the ring, having a discussion with the referee about Robert Saints cheating for the pin call. The ref is explaining to Apokalypse that the pinfall counts.
RW: Apokalypse has been cheated out of his streak!
JC: The Viper tried to warn Apok that he was a fourth generation wrestler! One that knew all of the tricks in this business and he clearly showed Apokalypse some of those tricks tonight!
RW: This is garbage!
Suddenly, "Peace Sells" by Megadeth begins playing through out the arena. Moments later, Rumpke comes out onto the top of the ramp-way wearing a referee's outfit with a microphone in one hand and a bottle of booze in the other. He walks down the ramp and climbs up the steps before entering the ring. The music stops playing. Robert, Kelly, Skullbreaker and Apokalypse are looking at the drunk. Rumpke looks at the referee.
Rumpke: You're clearly blind and need your eyes checked.
The fans cheer!
Rumpke: Ref, you can go backstage and get some contacts, glasses, whatever you need. Either way, you're done for the night! Apokalypse was screwed in this match and I'm overturning your decision. This match will be starting again shortly and I'll be taking over the referee's duties!
The fans cheer even more and begin chanting for Apokalypse while the referee exits the ring before walking backstage!
JC: What!?! Rumpke can't do this! Heck, he doesn't even know how to wrestle!
RW: You're wrong John, he has the power to do everything he just did!
Rumpke: Robert, go ahead and get back in this ring because this match isn't over yet. Oh wait, before you get in the ring, go ahead and throw a couple of chairs in the ring because this match just became a hardcore match!
RW: Rumpke may not know how to wrestle but he's definitley capable of refereeing a hardcore match!
Apokalypse's frown turns upside down and the fans are cheering even louder than they were before. Robert and Kelly both show frustration as the Viper walks over to the announcer's table, grabs a couple of chairs and tosses them into the ring. Robert then climbs the steps and enters the ring while Rumpke finishes taking a drink from his bottle. The drunk then tosses the microphone outside of the ring while both Apok and The Viper pick up a chair. The drunk one then calls for the opening bell. Both men are circling each other while having the chairs hauled back ready to swing. Apok then suddenly tosses the chair at Robert Saints who blocks the chair from hitting him but this opens the man up to be nailed with a spear from Apokalypse! Apok gets right back up to his feet and grabs one of the chairs. He then waits for Robert to get back up. Skullbreaker gets up onto the ring apron and is about to grab onto Apokalypse's chair when Rumpke nailed the man with a right hook punch that knocks Skullbreaker onto the mat outside of the ring.
JC: Rumpke's the referee, he can't do that!
RW: All referee's need to be more like this drunk!
JC: What are you talking about? You despise Rumpke!
RW: Most of the time, yes but tonight, he made a good call!
Seconds later, Apokalypse nails Robert Saints over the head with the chair as Robert falls to the ground. Apokalypse pins Robert.
Rumpke: 1..2..3!!
Winner: Apokalypse!
Rumpke ends up raising Apokalypses hand in victory as the fans chant "Apokalypse". SFT Titans then cuts to commercial.
Eli Martin vs Jamo vs The Accountant (triple threat match)
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.
RW: "Last week, Eli Martin showed the world that he has what it takes to hang with the other wrestlers in SFT, defeating former world champion Jack Jones. Tonight, he faces yet another test against a grizzle SFT veteran and a talented extreme wrestler."
JC: "Martin raised some eyebrows when he knocked out Jones with that vicious punch he calls the EMT."
"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.
RW: "And here is Jamo, who claims to be the most ruthless, toughest S.O.B. in SFT."
JC: "He is going to be the odd man out here as his hardcore style does not mix well with that of either Martin or the Accountant. Both of those guys specialize in submissions."
"Money, Money, Money" plays over the loudspeakers as the Accountant steps out from behind the curtain. He wears a suit to the ring, with a pair of glasses hanging over his nose and his black hair slicked back. He scowls at fans as he carries his briefcase in his left hand. He slowly walks up the ring steps and steps between the top and middle ropes on his way into the ring. He places his briefcase underneath one of the corner turnbuckles and takes off his suit coat. After he does so, he pulls on the top rope near the corner to stretch before the action begins.
RW: "The Accountant has a look that shows he means all business tonight."
JC: "As well he should. This is his first match in SFT in more than eight years. The question is whether there will be any ring rust."
The bell rings and all three of the wrestlers eye each other cautiously, circling each other and daring them to make the first move. The inexperienced Martin, takes his eyes away from Jamo for a brief second to look exclusively at the Accountant, and is attacked by his opponents. Jamo and the Accountant pound Martin with right hands and kicks, throwing him into the corner to continue their onslaught.
JC: "Martin is getting another hard lesson that this is not MMA. No such thing as multi-man matches there, so he is going to have to adapt fast if he wants to survive."
Jamo and the Accountant go to toss Martin over the top rope, but the MMA veteran holds on and skins the cat back into the ring. As he does this, Jamo and the Accountant have their backs turned and Martin clotheslines both of them. He lifts Jamo and delivers a devastating vertical suplex and lifts him again for a roundhouse kick to the face. A dazed Accountant rises right when Jamo does down the second time and is immediately whipped into the ropes and planted with a spinebuster as the crowd loudly cheers for the SFT newcomer.
RW: "Looking at the Accountant's face, he felt all of that from the time he went up to the time he was planted on the canvas! That's a hard welcome back to the SFT!"
Instinctively, Martin drops an elbow on the Accountant's right arm and then places him in a standard armbar. The Accountant reaches for the ropes but it is not necessary as Jamo clobbers Martin over the head with a forearm to break the hold. Jamo headbutts Martin and then does a falling headbutt to his opponent while he is on the canvas. He then runs the ropes and hits a running senton and covers.
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But Martin kicks out and the match continues. The Accountant is back on his feet and he tries to trap Jamo in a German suplex but the former Intercontinental champion gives him a mule kick, and the Accountant falls to the canvas in pain. When Jamo turns, Martin is back on his feet and gives Jamo a belly-to-belly suplex. Martin then starts working Jamo's left leg, dropping knees onto it. Martin then applies a spinning toe hold, but Jamo is able to make his way to the ropes to break the hold. While this goes on, the Accountant bides his time in the corner, feigning an injury but not wanting to be damaged in any attack. Martin continues his assault on Jamo's leg, placing it over the bottom ring rope and jumping down onto it. Sensing victory, Martin then applies a Muta lock, but the Accountant springs into action, running across the ring and dropping an elbow to break the hold.
JC: "Trying to work submissions in one of these matches is incredibly difficult. How can you effectively isolate the other guy in order to do what you need to do?"
The Accountant then starts going to work on Martin, dropping a series of elbows to his downed opponent and then targeting his opponent's right leg. The Accountant goes to the floor and smashes Martin's leg into the ring post several times. When Martin staggers to his feet, the Accountant launches himself from the corner with a bulldog and covers.
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But Jamo breaks up the fall midway through the last count. The Accountant is angered at first and pushes Jamo, but then decides to try to make common cause with him. The Accountant points to Jamo and himself and then to Martin, trying to strike up an alliance of SFT veterans.
RW: "I think the Accountant is trying to turn this into a handicap match. Does he really fear Eli Martin that much?"
Jamo, who has never aligned himself with being much of a face or heel, agrees to the temporary alliance and both men lift Martin for a double suplex. Then, they plant the rookie with a double DDT. The Accountant then urges Martin to head to the ringside area and grab a chair, yelling to the camera that Martin is in for the "audit of his life." While Jamo has the chair prepared, the Accountant goes to whip Martin into it but Martin reverses and the Accountant's face ends up colliding with the chair. Not one for long-term alliances, Jamo simply shrugs after the Accountant takes the blow and then charges Martin with the chair, only to be on the receiving end of a drop toe hold. As Jamo falls to the canvas, he goes face-first into the chair he is holding and Martin covers.
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But Jamo barely kicks out before three. With the Accountant still woozy from the chair to the head moments earlier, Martin sees an opportunity to finish the bout. Remembering that he worked over Jamo's leg earlier in the contest, Martin applies a Sharpshooter. Jamo tries to fight off being turned over in the manuever, but he is too weakened to stop it and the referee goes down to check his status. Right after Jamo is turned over, though, the Accountant springs into action and applies a crossface, increasing Jamo's agony as his body is twisted towards a u-shape. The referee suddenly calls for the bell.
RW: "What's the result here? Martin and the Accountant had Jamo in a simultaneous submission!"
Martin gets up with his hands in the air until he realizes that the Accountant was underneath the Sharpshooter. He is trying to get clarification from the referee, but who brushes him aside so he can talk to the ring announcer.
Ring Announcer: "Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has ruled that Jamo submitted to BOTH Eli Martin and the Accountant. Therefore, the winner of this match is....Eli Martin AND the Accountant."
Winners: Eli Martin & the Accountant
Martin is disappointed with the result and asks the referee for the match to continue one-on-one versus the Accountant. Sensing an opportunity, the Accountant grabs his Halliburton briefcase and like last week, he goes to strike a turned opponent. However, Martin's sixth sense kicks in and he ducks the blow and clotheslines the Accountant out of the ring. The Accountant, dazed, staggers backstage as Martin holds up the Halliburton briefcase triumphantly.
JC: "Something tells me, Randy, that we have not seen the last of these two facing off in the SFT."
Reaper vs. Twilight (Hardcore Title Match)
Rumpke is in the ring with mic and says "I got a surprise for everyone tonight, winner of this match will be awarded the HC title. Goodluck to both guys."
RW: Wow I didnt expect that.
JC: But quite the surprise.
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 which is loaded with weapons.
I will be heard by Hatebreed begins playing over the arena's speakers. Twilight then makes his way down the rampway and then slides into the ring before he stands in his corner. The referee already has the Hardcore Title in hand and raises it into the air to signal that this match is a title match. Moments later, the referee lowers the title and calls for the bell.
Twilight and Reaper move closer to each other before the two lock up. Reaper throws Twilight too the ground. Twilight gets right back up only to run into a big boot that knocks the man down again. Reaper picks up a shovel and reveals a smile before he swings it down to hit Twilight who rolls out of the way before he sweeps Reaper's feet out from under him. Reaper falls down and dents a trash can with his head. Twilight gets back up to his feet and picks up a kindo stick. He then begins hitting Reaper over and over until the weapon breaks. Twilight then walks over to a table that's laying down in the ring. He then picks it up and places it in a corner of the ring.
RW: It looks like Twilight has got some bad intentions planned for Reaper!
JC: Randy, don't you know that it never works out well for the guy that sets up the table?
Twilight grabs Reaper by the head and begins pulling him up to his feet when Reaper hits him with a low blow! Reaper then gets up to his feet and sets the man up inbetween his legs before lifting Twilight up into the air. Reaper holds Twilight in the air while he positions closer too the table that Twilight had just set up.
JC: See what I mean Randy?
Seconds later, Reaper jacknife powerbombs Twilight through the table and then goes for the pin.
Referee: 1..2..3!!
Winner: Reaper!
Jay Impact vs Louis Cypher (non title match w/ apokalypse as the special referee)
Apokalypse is already in the ring. "South of Heaven" hits and Louis Cypher makes his way to the ring. Suddenly Jay pops out of the crowd and blindsides Cypher while he was getting in the ring. Jay, grabs Louis by the arm and slings him in the direction of the steel steps. A loud crash is heard as Cypher's body explodes through the steps. Apokalypse calls for the bell and Jay looks puzzled as he gazes at the guest referee. We can hear Apok say "I just wanted the match to be underway, continue!".
RW: That's some odd refereeing capabilities there.
JC: I have a feeling that Cypher is about to get screwed...
Jay walks over to Cypher and begins to peel him up off of the ground when Louis nails the man with a sudden low blow. Louis then grabs his cane and breaks it over his face!
RW: When did this become a hardcore match?
JC: The moment Jay used the steel steps!
RW: Fair enough!
Jay Impact is still on his feet after the instinctive blow delivered by Louis Cypher. Jay turns away from Cypher but when he does, Apokalypse nails him in the head with a lead pipe! Apokalypse then grabs the still dazed Cypher and tosses the man on top of Jay Impact. Apokalypse then does a fast three count and calls for the bell!
RW: Cypher wins?
JC: It looks that way! Go Cypher!
Winner: Louis Cypher!
All of a sudden Harold comes waddling out onto the top of the ramp with a mic.
Harold: Jay you've been an embarrassment to SFT ever since you won the title at Bad Abundance and that's why I'm stripping you of the Intercontinental title. Now that's out of the way. I'd like to say that in recognition of his hard work since arriving in SFT, I'm going to give the Intercontinental Title to Apokalypse!
JC: Wow!
RW: This is quite a surprise! There's no doubt that Apokalypse has earned this title even though he hasn't won it in a match!
Harold: I'll also be making a match for next Titans. It'll be Apokalypse vs Louis Cypher and the Intercontinental Title will be on the line!
JC: Harold has laid down the law tonight! I can't wait to see Cypher vs Apok! It's going to be one heck of a match!
RW: Yes it will, that's all we've got for you tonight. Goodnight folks!
Harold: Jay if you ever get your head in the real game feel free to try us again.
The crowd cheers as Harold waddles backstage as Titans goes off the air.
Before we go off the air we see Lucas Balkan appear on the strike tron and he's just smiling as we fade to black.
RW: Holy mother of gawd, Lucas Freaking Balkan is back in...(shows cut off before he can finish his sentence).
(Fade to black)
