SFT Presents: New Beginnings (01/30/2018)

RW: You’re damn right the time is here John. It’s time…. Oh yes it’s time.

JC: From London England, we are live across the world, and from myself John Cartright and my co-host Randy White, we would live to welcome you to SFT New Beginnings.

The crowd continue to go nuts as the camera pans around the arena showing all the signs and flashing lights that we have come to expect from a show opening in Strike Fantasy Towers.

JC: It’s been a long, long time since we held a true New Beginning, but here we are Randy, we’re here at New Beginnings, and bo what a show do we have in store for everyone tonight.

R: You can say that again John. There is still a shit ton of wired stuff going on in SFT as we speak. We have the flock who are continue to post all kinds of crap over social media!

JC: you mean the keyboard warriors!

RW: But let’s not forget that tonight is a true new start. We have 2 guys making their first appearance here tonight.

JC: That’s very true. The Voodoo guy Chris and his friend Andrew will be making their debuts tonight. But let’s not forget both our titles are on the line tonight. Jamo will be defending his IC title against Travis Deacon-Hall, and after that in our main event, the man that is all heart… Emerson goes up against Louis Cypher in our main event to decide who will be our world champion.

RW: It’s going to be a hell of a night John, a hell of a night.

JC: So without further interruption, let’s get this show in the road. Welcome to SFT New Beginnings.

The crowd slowly quiet down and await the first match of the evening……

The camera now pauses upon John and Randy. It’s not long before John turns and says something….

JC: I think that’s all we have to say right Randy?

RW: Yep, we’re not gonna be puppet tonight. On with the show….

The camera stays fixed upon them for a few more moments, but when it becomes clear they have nothing further to say, the camera turns away…

WINNER: ANDREW

WINNER: LUCAS BALKAN

Reno now with another shining wizard kick but this time Chris catches his foot and flings him to the mat!

RW: Uh oh, Voodoo is now getting up.

Chris picks up Reno and hits a belly to belly suplex! The ring shakes.

JC: Some power there

Chris now with a one arm spinebuster!


RW: Some real power.

Chris picks up Reno and flings him up and over into his Voodoo Buster!


JC: Damn!


Chris covers Reno and the ref counts

1………..

2………...

3!!

WINNER: "VOODOO MONSTER" CHRIS

JC: Great win!

RW: Great win indeed.

JC: Two new guys, two victories.

RW: This will put the roster on notice that's for sure.

JC: At last we agree on something"

R: Hey hold on, hat happened to the be nice to each other thing"

JC: I thought we had ditched that?

RW: You jackass....

JC: Whatever....

JC: I thought Jamo scared you!

RW: Well yeah, he does, but I’ve still been looking forward to it!

Longnecks & Rednecks plays over the arena as Travis Deacon Hall and his manager/wife Melissa Sage Hall make their way out to the top of the entrance ramp. Travis and Melissa walks down the entrance ramp to the ring. Travis climbs up the steel steps and then holds the top and middle ropes apart so that Melissa can get into the ring. Inside the ring, Travis and Melissa share a passionate kiss before Melissa exits the ring as Travis waits for his opponent to come out next.

JC: Travis looking as fired up as ever.

RW: Well he’ll need to be. Jamo has been on a great run lately.

JC: Very true…

Lights goes blackout, Fans use their phone lights as fireflies, Crazy Laughter echoes the room then Purple lights up the arena, black smoke covers the arena, Severed limbs throne appeared through the middle of the entrance stage while Jamo is sitting on the throne wearing a hooded jacket, black gloves, Long black pants and black wrestling boots then Jamo gets off his throne and starts walking slowly down the ramp with both arms raised sideways while Jamo is walking then Jamo slides in the ring like edge while Jamo is on the ring mat Jamo revealed himself as lifting his head up then the hooded comes off showing Jamo face as Jamo's eyes are white, face covered with white skeleton paint smiling very scary then slides towards the corner waiting for his next victim.

Both men square up to each other and face each other down in the middle of the ring. The ref has a few words with them before signalling for the bell…

JC: And we’re under way!

Travis starts off by throwing right hands at Jamo, and he connects each time forcing Jamo to step back with each right hand to the head. But suddenly Jamo starts to hit back with some right hands of his own, and as the crowd start to count the punches, Jamo gets a little too into it and takes a little too long for his next right hand, letting Travis get a kick to the gut in. He then elbow’s Jamo hard in the shoulder which makes Jamo fall to the ground straight away. Travis now starts to kick away at Jamo before bringing him to his feet and whipping him into the ring rope. On his return Travis connects with a devastating clothesline which leaves Jamo rolling around on the floor in pain.

JC: Oh my, these guys have wasted no time.

RW: No time at all. I knew this match was going to be good but this one could turn out to be brutal!

Travis brings Jamo to his feet, but as he does Jamo connects with a swift upper arm to the groin!

RW: Oh!

JC: Damn!

RW: Is that legal!

JC: I guess!

RW: That’s got to hurt!

Jamo is now kicking Travis to the ground, after a few moments hi picks him up and brings him to his feet, and whips him into the ring rope and delivers a devastating clothesline of his own upon his return. As Travis lays ion the ground Jamo starts to roll him to the side of the ring and then kicks him out onto the mat below, jumping over the rope himself so that both men are now outside of the ring. Jamo looks around a the crowd as they start to cheer, and he looks over at the announcers table where JC and RW are sitting and points towards it as h brings Travis up to his feet by the hair.

RW: No.

JC: Oh my!

RW: No, no no.

JC: Calm down Randy.

RW: No, this is not going to happen. No, no no…..

Jamo walks Travis over to the table, and puts his hand in the air as his points towards it. He is about to trust Travis’ head into the table, but as he attempts to do so, Travis finds enough energy to reverse it, and sends Jamo’s head smashing into the table.

He connects hard and bouncers back as Travis falls to his knees at the same time.

JC: My god!

RW: Leave our table alone damn it!

JC: Never mind the table, look at the carnage!

RW: Forget the carnage… just stay away from the table. I’ fed up of people using our table as a weapon.

JC: It’s professional wrestling Randy, get over it!

Travis is the first to his feet, and he manages to pull both himself and Jamo back into the ring to beat the 10 count. Both men are now struggling to get to their feet, but it’s Travis that manages to rise first and kicks Jamo back down. He lays him in the middle of the ring and as he composes himself, he looks around at the crowd and walks towards the corner of the ring, climbing up and standing on the top rope!

JC: A high flying move! This could end it!

Travis takes a final look around the arena and then launches himself off the top rope and attempts a flying elbow, but Jamo quickly rolls out of the way leaving Travis to hit the ground hard!

RW: Ouch! That must really, really hurt!

Jamo has now suddenly found his second wind as whilst he watches Travis roll around on the mat in pain, He launches himself off the side rope and connects with a diving frog splash… he quickly rolls Travis into a tight packages and the ref drops for the count…

1…..

2…..

3……

WINNER: JAMO

JC: Indeed, what a fast paced amazing match from both these guys. Jamo holds onto the IC title, but these guys really, really went at it.

RW: that match had so many quick turns in it I still don’t know where I stand….

JC: Well done to Jamo, he continues his amazing run here in SFT. But we’re not done yet folks, we still have our main event to come, so stay tuned…

"Seasons in the Abyss" by Slayer hits the sound system moments before Louis Cypher emerges from behind the curtain at the top of the ramp. Louis, who is dressed in a all black with a white pentagram on his shirt begins making his way down the ramp. He is met with many boos from the fans as he continues to approach ringside. Louis looks up at Lucas from outside the ring and reveals a slight smirk. Lucas returns his own sinister smirk while briefly waving at Louis.. Louis Cypher, slides into the ring and waits for Emerson.

RW: Cypher has come a long way in a short time, he went from jobber to contender really fast.

JC: You cant dispute talent and he has tons of it.


Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down hits as Emerson makes his way to the ring stopping to sign autographs and takes picture's with fans before sliding into the ring. He takes the SFT World title off from around his waste and hands it to the ref.

RW: The world champ looks good to go.


Emerson begins to jump around a bit while waving his arms so he can loosen up. He makes the mistake of turning his back on Louis and that's when Cypher takes off running. The crowd reacts; They try to get Emersons attention but its too late.. Cypher has done hit Emerson with a running hammer-fist. The blow is delivered to the back of Emersons head. Emerson falls into the turnbuckle, and pushes himself up before turning around just in time to see a right handed hook coming for his face. Somehow, Emerson is able to get a hand up to parry the punch and follows up with a quick jab that hits Cypher in the face. Emerson quickly reaches out, grabs Louis belly to belly, gives a turn before suplexing him into the middle of the ring. Louis slams onto the mat and the facial expressions show a slight shot of pain that crosses his face before it becomes blank once again. Louis makes it up to his feet shortly after Emerson does.


RW: Here we go!


Emerson has already took off running at Louis, and goes for a close-line but Cypher dodges the blow. Emerson puts the breaks on after hitting thin air and turns to face Cypher. Louis kicks him in the gut, drawing the breath from Emerson temporarily. Cypher quickly wraps Emerson's head up before slamming him to the ground head first with a DDT. Emerson lays there and squirms a bit while grasping his head. Louis jumps on Emersons back, grabs the back of his head and smiles as he begins smashing the champs face into the mat over and over.. The referee interferes with this onslaught and instructs Cypher to stop; But he doesn't.. Louis keeps going and the ref begins counting. Louis releases Emerson and quickly gets off of the champ. The referee checks on Emerson while keeping Louis away. Emerson shakes his head as he slowly makes it up to his feet. Reading his lips, we can see that he says "I'm okay."


RW: And Emerson keeps holding on.

JC: He always does, its endeared him with the fans.

RW: You cant hide heart.


Emerson makes it up to his feet and looks at Louis. A whole new fire has lit in his eyes and referee gets out of the their way. Emerson walks up to Louis, doesn't say anything but if looks could kill. Louis would've been obliterated. Yet the cold glance from Louis Cypher isn't phased. It remains the same. Emerson throws the first punch but it's blocked. Louis returns fire with a right handed hook of his own. Emerson parries that would be blow before firing a quick jab that hits Louis in the nose. Upon impact, Emerson throws a counter punch with his left hand before firing off his right hand in the form of a hook. Both punches connect and stun Louis Cypher long enough for Emerson to give a swift kick in the gut. Cypher bends over long enough for Emerson to latch onto him. Emerson plants his feet before giving a heave. Cypher finds himself up in the air, hanging upside down; His face becomes red before being planted on his face with a face-buster. Emerson quickly gets back up to look down at Louis Cypher who is laying there holding his head with a grimace on his face before those feelings vanish and the man becomes emotionless once again. Louis raises up and Emerson pounces on him. An elbow to the side of the head followed up by a quick headbutt to the back of Louis's skull.


JC: What's gotten into Emerson?

RW: I don't know but I like it!


Emerson then latches onto Louis's head and applies a headlock. Louis Cypher shows very little emotion from this hold and what it can do. It's as if it hardly phases the man. Cypher squirms around but Emerson keeps shifting his weight along with each direction that Cypher's body tends to flow. Finally, Louis is able to bite the dominate bicep of Emerson's which immediately lets go. Cypher pulls his head away quickly and does a spin on the ground before sweeping Emerson's feet out from underneath him. Emerson falls to the mat and goes to get up quickly but is met with a boot to his face from Cypher. Cypher falls onto his back while Emerson gets up to his feet and locks in the Figure four leg lock..The cold look of Cypher's face immediately changes to a look of despair as the hold is locked in. The Referee asks Cypher if he gives up but we can clearly see Louis refusing to give in. This continues on for a few minutes before Louis Cypher's eyes slowly fades away from the pain. The referee lifts his arm up three times to see that each time that arm fell straight to the mat.

WINNER: EMERSON