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« on: September 22, 2010, 04:30:54 pm »

Match 1
Haven(Will add image ASAP)       Vs       

Match Writer: Greenbean

The bells rings in this one and Dylan comes running at Haven like a house on fire after comments Haven made about his opponent...however Haven just dropkicks Dylan Nitro in the knee, the Writer's Block! He then puts Nitro in a one-legged Boston Crab, or as he calls it, The endGame-DYLAN NITRO TAPS RIGHT AWAY!!

Schumacher: Here is your winner...Haven!

Haven lets go, Dylan Nitro isn't even worth his time as he simply gets up, brushes himself off, and leaves the ring.
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« Reply #1 on: September 22, 2010, 04:31:22 pm »

Wolf Renegade(Will add image ASAP)       Vs       

Match Writer: Greenbean

As we return from a commercial break, Krzysztof is already in the ring, awaiting his opponent and a man whom we know simply as: Wolf Renegade.

Schumacher: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first...Krzysztof! And his opponent, from Albuquerque, New Mexico, weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds...Wolf Renegade!

Intrigued by the name, the fans face the entrance ramp as "Don't with the sickness" by Disturbed begins to blast on the p.a system, already getting the approval of some 'rock folks' in attendance. Wolf then rides to the ring on his burnt orange Harley before taking off his jacket and throwing his shades into the crowd as he enters the ring, already getting a decent ovation from the fans who are digging his look.

Wolf doesn't waste anytime. He attacks his opponent with hard left and right hooks, before knocking him flat on his back with a heavy uppercut. Renegade starts kicking Krzysztof while he's down down. Renegeade now picks him up and goes for a European uppercut and again Krzysztof falls to the floor. Wolf Renegade starts to spread his arms and taunts Krzysztof and the fans give a surprisingly good reaction to this new guy.

Hugh Reynolds: Krzysztof's gotta get up and fight! This Wolf Renegade is trouble!

Bobby Moroso: Hey, can't argue the fact that he's got his game going.

Wolf now lifts him up, but maybe he's taking too long as Kyzysztof slaps him across the chest! Renegade lets out a scream. Krzysztof does it again. And again and again! Wolf's chest is red now. Krzysztof sends Renegade to the turnbuckle and comes charging at him...but Wolf Renegade moves out of the way. He quickly grabs the neck of Krzysztof and drops him hard onto the mat with a neckbreaker, with his opponent flat out, Renegade howls like a Wolf in the middle of the ring, which a few drunken guys in the front row mimic, kinda like people would do whenever one boy of Nature would 'woo'.

He waits for Krzysztof to get up again and once more begins to beat him with hooks until Krzysztof swings and misses Wolf Renegade, causing him to kick him in the gut and drop him with a DDT! Renegade calls for an end now and he lifts Krzysztof up to his feet and picks him up in a suplex position, but DROPPING KRZYSZTOF ON HIS HEAD INSTEAD! HE CALLS THAT THE H.A!!! Wolf Renegade makes the cover and this is over...

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Schumacher: Here is your winner...Wolf Renegade!

Holding his arms in the air, Wolf is pleased with his debut. If tonight's performance is anything to go off, this guy will be worth noticing. He gets on his bike and rev's it a few times, pleasing the fans as he exits the arena, a day's work well done!
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« Reply #2 on: September 22, 2010, 04:31:57 pm »

Match 3: **** Match
Lynch(Will add image ASAP)       Vs       

Match Writer: Greenbean

We now head backstage and the ring officials are surrounding a man lay on the floor. As the camera zooms in, we see it's the man called Lynch who's laid out on the floor, with his face bleeding and EMT's seeing to him.

Standing over him, proud is the **** Champion James Polycke, who apparently has cleaned out Lynch before their **** match can even take place. "This will teach you to stay out of my way, step to me again and I'll end you!" yells Polykce, as it's clear this **** Match won't be taking place because Lynch has a one-way ticket to the nearby hospital facility.
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« Reply #3 on: September 22, 2010, 04:32:29 pm »

Match 4
Paradox(Will add image ASAP)       Vs       Damon Synn(Will add image ASAP)

Match Writer: Greenbean

"Paint it Black" booms over the PA system. Fire explodes from the top of the entrance ramp and lights up the arena. Most fans jump in fear at the sudden flames. As they regain their composure, the huge figure of Damon Synn appears at the top of the entrance ramp. The crowd boos the roof off the arena. He slowly and methodically begins walking down the ramp, a slight smile on his bandaged face.

Schumacher: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from El Paso, Texas, weighing in at three hundred pounds... he is "The Monster" Damon Synn!

Synn ignores little children who want autographs and high-fives. As he reaches the end of the ramp he looks left and right, and then continues walking to the ring. When he reaches the ring apron, he reaches for the second rope and pulls himself up. Then, he enters the ring over the top rope. He goes to the center of the ring and raises his hands high to the sky. He swiftly brings them back down as fire explodes from all four turnbuckles. He then backs up into one of the turnbuckles, preparing for his match and awaiting the bell to ring.

The Arenas lighting shuts down and the whole place comes to an abupt silence. After a frw seconds of pure darkness, the titantron switches on revealing psychedelic lights and images and at the same time 'Divine Moments of Truth' by Shpongle hits the PA system. The song starts off slow and eerily and as it begins to play a single green light glows in the centre of the stage and a heavy smoke starts to billow out from the same spot. As the smoke rises; we see a silhouette of a person, its our entering superstar.

Schumacher: And his opponent, from England, weighing in at two hundred and twenty four pounds...Paradox!

As the entrance theme kicks in, the calm and errie intro changes into a more upbeat tempo and a green flash explodes down the ramp as Paradox starts to make his way towards the ring. Slowly walking down amongst the green mist, Paradox looks around taking in the crowds reaction. A few cheers but for the majority its either jeers or silence as some fans still arn't sure how to react to our superstar. As he reaches the ring, he slides under the bottom rope and promptly rises to his feet; again looking around all sides of the arena. Paradox finishes his entrance by sitting aloft one of the farthest turnbuckles waiting for the bell to sound.

The ref instantly calls for the bell!  Paradox ducks a big clothesline by Damon Synn and retaliates with a hard punch to the back of his opponents head. Damon Synn stumbles back and then feels his skull, looking down at his hand. Synn gets back up smiling, taunting his opponent to bring it on. Paradox looks at his opponent, nodding his head, “Oh so that’s how it’s gonna be huh!” Then Paradox comes charging at Synn and levels him with a headbutt. Paradox looks around at the crowd, then down at his opponent, shaking his head. He leans down to grab Damon Synn, but Synn rakes the eyes of Paradox while he's getting to his feet, as Paradox stumbles back blinded for a second and falls into the ropes. Synn gets up and comes running at Clown, clothesline right over the top ropes! Paradox goes flying out over the ropes and smacks on the outside mat hard. Synn climbs out of the ring and grabs the head of Paradox, throwing him violently into the base of the announce table, causing the back of his head to whiplash off of it.

Hugh Reynolds: Synn looks to be pulling out all the stops here tonight Bobby!

Bobby: Hugh, the match is just starting up. Let’s wait a little before we start selling it as one of the best UWE matches ever, okay? Although I must admit this Damon Synn is truly what he claims to be...a monster!

The ref soon begins his count while Synn is standing up, pulling Paradox up with him. Synn begins throwing right hand after right hand, landing them right in the face of Paradox. He drives Paradox back against the barricade and then backs up. The self-proclaimed Monster now looks at his masked opponent and shouts “YOU WANT SOME!!!” Damon comes charging at Paradox now, Paradox fortunately for him comes forward and kicks Synn right in the gut, stopping him dead in his tracks. Paradox then lifts Synn up for a German suplex but rather than going down and dropping him on the mat, Paradox positions it so that Damon Synn crashes neck first on to the barricade. Synn writhes in pain in the crowd, he holds his neck and begins rolling around. Meanwhile Paradox is going back into the ring right at 7. He then rolls back out and makes his way toward Damon Synn who is still writhing in pain, saying everything you need to know about Paradox who probably could've had his opponent counted out then.

Paradox reaches down and pulls Damon Synn up by the hair- he’s gonna DDT him-no! He looks at Synn and then at the steel steps in front of them, knowing that the only way to beat a Monster is to be as evil as he is. Paradox then rams Synn skull first into the steps! The ref begins yelling at Paradox, telling him not to do that again until Paradox turns and begins approaching the ref. Paradox then turns back and stands Synn up, rolling him back into the ring.


Bobby Moroso: ‘dis is gonna be an all out brawl Hughie!  Reminds me of the good ole days when I was-ah, never mind.

Paradox rolls into the ring and stands his opponent up. He lifts him up for a big time scoop slam, driving him smack down into the ring mat. Paradox is really feeling it now. He pops back up, taunts the crowd a little and then grabs Synn up once again. He whips Synn across the ring. Synn hits the ropes and bounces back, Paradox then hits a float over DDT with such elegance, making a cover...

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Kickout! Damon Synn JUST kicks out before the ref’s hand hits down for the three count. Although he hasn't won yet, Paradox is feeling that a victory is at hand so ascends up to the top ropes, where he goes for only one thing-A FROG SPLASH! Perched up high, he comes off the top ropes towards Damon Synn...but Synn manages to move! Holding his ribs in some pain, Paradox is hurting as Damon Synn gets back to his feet, with an evil look in his eyes as he hoists Paradox up onto his shoulders and spins him round, dropping him on his face WITH A MONSTER SPIN!!! Synn covers now...

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Schumacher: Here is your winner...Damon Synn!

An all out brawl has ended with Damon Synn getting his hand raised. If this match was judged on points, Paradox would've scored the win but however, professional wrestling is a cruel business and all good work in the ring can end in a blink of the eye. Synn looks down at Paradox, knowing he's been in a war but also knowing he's victorious as he leaves the ring, pleased he's still undefeated.
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« Reply #4 on: September 22, 2010, 04:33:10 pm »

Main Event
       Vs       

Match Writer: Greenbean

The lights dim out as "God's gonna cut you down" by Johnny Cash begins to play.  A cross with 'The Arch Angels' written on it appears on the Big Screen as a spotlight slowly shines on the entrance curtain.  JDL Appears with his hands folded in front of him and looking down at the ground as if he's praying as Michael Saint and Gabriel Saint appear at either side of him.

Schumacher: The following six man tag match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, at a combined weight of seven hundred and ten pounds, they are Michael Saint, Gabriel Saint and JDL...The Arch Angels!

After a few moments JDL looks up placing his hand by his side and slowly walks down the ramp slowly eyeballing the fans on his way to the ring, Michael and Gabriel back him up, both exchanging words with the fans who seem to despise these guys. They all slide in the ring and do the father, the son, and the holy ghost type cross motion as they moves to their corner and awaits for their opponents.

Callos then stands at the top of the ramp crouched down and moves slowly to the ring crouched the entire time. Looks around into the crowd as if he is studying them trying to figure out what they are.

Schumacher: And their opponents, introducing first from The Bermuda Triangle, weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds...Callos Callos!

He climbs onto the ring apron hanging into the top rope and post and looks to the ceiling and then back to the ring before launching himself over the top rope rolling into the opposite corner and crouches waiting for his partners.

"Lights Out" blasts throughout the arena as fans rise to there feet, mostly booing the man they are about to see. Fans jam together to get harsh words in when he walks out, but he awaits in the back for a few more moments. The curtains then get pushed aside as James walks out from the back through a chorus of boos from the fans in the arena. He walks across the stage, stopping at the ramp to have a look around, smiling as he does so. As he continues to smile, he begins to walk down the ramp.

Schumacher: Making his way to the ring. Weighting in tonight at two hundred and twenty-seven pounds... James "The Krusher" Jowers!

He looks around once more, as he places his foot on the first step, and then the second until he is on the ring apron. He climbs the turnbuckles, placing his left foot on the second, and right on the top. He stalls here, looking around for a third time, still with a cocky looking smirk on his face. After he is done, he places his right hand on the top rope, and hops over into the ring where he walks around, taunting fans as he awaits Seth Mullen.

The lights flicker frantically, before shutting off completely around the arena. With the lyrical introduction to “I’m Not Jesus” hits, the lights flicker back on, all green. That is with the exception of one spotlight which shines on Seth Mullen, who is on one knee at the top of the ramp, he wears a black jacket with a hood, as it covers him completely.

Schumacher: And their partner, from Lowell, Massachusetts, weighing in at two hundred and fifty six pounds, he is the UWE Prime Time Champion...Seth Mullen!

Mullen quickly rises up and rips his jacket off, revealing his ring attire as the windbreaker flutters to the ground. He waltzes to the ring, taking his time as he grins wide at the fans who absolutely **** loathe him for what he’s done. Mullen, now at ringside, jumps onto the ring apron, entering through the second and third ring ropes.

Out of the ring step Michael and Gabriel Saint calmly as they allow their leader the opportunity to show what he can do. It's not so diplomatic on the other side of the ring however, as Seth Mullen, Callos and James Jowers all argue with each other about who will begin the match. Shaking his head, Callos steps out of the ring leaving his two so-called partners to argue it out.

After a head, nose-to-nose debate, Jowers then leaves the ring, giving us a taste of what's to come when Seth Mullen and JDL go one-on-one at Hacked. Mullen and JDL walk towards each other now as the bell rings. They begin trash-talking each other until Mullen then kicks his opponent sharply in the gut before following it up with a couple of hard right hands to the face, each of which earns him a lecturing off the official but he doesn't care, so long as he can inflict damage onto JDL he doesn't care.

Mullen then goes to Irish whip JDL, who reverses it and as Seth goes into the ropes, he gets a knee driven into his lower back by Michael Saint, stopping him in his tracks and the ref now goes to lecture Michael Saint, but he gets the same reaction. JDL then exhibits some great strength as he hoists Seth Mullen up and drops him with a vertical suplex.


Hugh Reynolds: Good strength there to be fair to JDL.

Bobby Moroso: These three men are a well-oiled machine. They've got the advantage from the off.

Hugh Reynolds: I can't deny that.

JDL now stretches out his hand and tags Gabriel Saint into the match up and in comes Gabriel as both men now proceed to stomp like crazy at Seth Mullen until the official gets JDL out of the ring. Gabriel now waits for Mullen to get to his feet as now begins to fire away with a flurry of jabs to Mullen, all finding the mark and connecting with the jaw each time.

Mullen then takes a wild swing at Gabriel Saint but it's ducked and as Seth spins around he gets grabbed and hit with an atomic drop which sends Seth Mullen into his opponents corner holding his ass cheeks as he then gets dropped with a hard right from Michael Saint on the apron. With his opponent down, Gabriel makes a pinfall attempt...

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Kickout! Not even close, but it was still worth a try. Gabriel now tags Michael Saint into the ring and again the punishment is being dished out as Michael Saint firstly stomps on Seth Mullen before he now lets Mullen up also, as he now forces Seth into his corner and begins firing away with shot after shot as he's really dominating the Prime Time Champion right here.

Michael Saint now lines up Seth Mullen and comes charging at him-SPINEBUSTER!! Seth Mullen nailed the oncoming opponent and now he collapses to the floor too. With both Michael Saint and Seth Mullen down and hurting a bit, they would be best served to make a tag as Callos looks to be getting pumped up in his corner, leading the fans to feed of his adrenaline.


Hugh Reynolds: Looks like both men are well poised to make a tag here, whoever comes in first though may have the advantage and so far, it's looking like Callos might be that man, which is good news for the fans!

Seth Mullen is so close to the outstretched hand of Callos now-BUT JAMES J JUST LEVELS CALLOS!! He hits him and knocks him off the apron, slapping the hand of Seth Mullen and tagging himself into this match as he prepares to do battle with Gabriel Saint, who's also tagged himself into it.

Before Jowers and Gabriel Saint can lock horns however, Callos dives back into the ring and spins James Jowers around, furious with the blindsided attack as he gets right up into the face of James, however Gabriel Saint comes charging behind, going for a superkick, but weather it's the noise he makes or just his presence being felt, James Jowers realises he's in trouble and just ducks instinctively as the superkick connects flush with the jaw of Callos!

Seth Mullen now charges at JDL, knocking him off the apron and as soon as Gabriel Saint turns to James J-JAMES CUTTER!!! Jowers got it and covers Saint...

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Schumacher: Here are your winners...James Jowers, Callos and Seth Mullen!

Jowers celebrates in the ring as his hacked opponent is laid out and every members of The Arch Angels are struggling. Mullen simply grabs his title and leaves the ringside area, he's no interest in sticking around and is quite happen for James to have the spotlight before we head to our final commercial break of the evening.
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« Reply #5 on: September 22, 2010, 04:33:50 pm »

Promo: You're holding MY title
       &       

The screen fades to black. Then the word CAUTION! hits the screen, This word fades away and the sentence "The Funk Might Fracture Your Nose" flies onto the screen. We fade to the arena...

Bobby: “Here comes the champ!”

Hugh: “These fans are hyped ”

“Well I don't feel better, When I'm **** around “(Blue And Yellow Fireworks Fly Across The Arena And Kingdom Comes Through The Curtains With His "The Funk Might Fracture Your Nose" Shirt On And A Pair Of Black Sunglasses and of course, the UWE Heavyweight Title strapped around his waist. He Now Puts His Arms Up At The Same Height As His Shoulders.)

“And I don't write better, When I'm stuck in the ground”(He Now Runs Down To Ringside Slapping The Hands Of Fans)

“So don't teach me a lesson, Cause I've already learned “(Eventually He Climbs Up The Steel Steps And Into The Ring, He Now Throws His Sunglasses And T-Shirt Into The Crowd)

“Yeah the sun will be shining
And my children will burn” (He Goes To Each Turnbuckle And Pumps His Fists To The Crowd)

“Oh the heart beats in its cage “

Jools heads over to Andrew Schumacher via the middle rope for a microphone, Schumacher passes Jools the mic as the crowd begin to chant Jools' name.

“Hello the UWE!” Jools exclaims. The crowd cheer in abundance.

“Well, here we are, one week away from my first defense as your champion. Yes, at UWE Hacked I will go up against a man who never fails to impress, but yet never fails to be an ****.”Jools jokes, laughing after his remark.

The crowd let off another cheer at the remark aimed at Wildcard.

“Yes, the man I am talking about, of course is Wildcard.” Jools waits for the reaction, as the crowd duly oblige in booing Wildcard to holy hell. The crowd now begin a 'Wildcard Sucks' chant as Jools laughs once again. Finally the chanting ends and Jools continues.

“Yes at UWE, it's the fans choice! A choice between three matches that me and Wildcard could compete in. Choice number one, Wildcard's choice, the Ladder Match. Now. I can see why Wildcard picked this match. He feels he is more agile than me, quicker maybe? Problem is Wildcard, I am deceivingly agile. Just because I don't always use it to my advantage, doesn't mean that it isn't there if needed.”

“The second match choice, my own, The Last Man Standing Match. The test of any fighters chin so to speak. I have a feeling that Wildcard won't lay down too easy, getting him down for the ten count will be extremely hard, underneath the ego he has courage and is strong. However, can Wildcard truly match me? Can Wildcard really expect to keep me down for a ten count? He must be joking.”

“Which brings us on to the final choice, chose by the governor himself, the most powerful man in the UWE, Greenbean. He chose the Ironman stipulation, a thirty minute test of strength, speed, bravery, and most importantly, endurance. You see in an Ironman match you can't afford to not be in great physical shape. You can't afford to not be prepared. You see once a competitor has gotten one pinfall over the other, it makes it a hell of a lot easier to pin them again. They will be demoralised, beaten to a pulp, absolutely shattered. This is the match I actually fancy myself in most. I am superior to Wildcard in Wrestling ability, Submission, Physically I am better, and I have more will to win.”

The crowd cheers and claps at Jools. The ripple ends as Jools continues.

“And when I...”

SLAM

Hugh: “STEEL CHAIR TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD BY WILDCARD!”

Bobby: “Where in the hell did he come from?”

Hugh: “I think he came through the crowd Bobby.”

Wildcard laughs as the Heavyweight Title is laid out next to Jools. Wildcard picks up the title and points to it shouting “It's mine!” in almost lunacy. He now hits Jools with the belt a few times on the skull, causing Jools' forehead to be busted wide open.

Bobby: “Somebody stop this bastard!”

Hugh: “He's going to get rid of Jools before Hacked!”

The crowd are now booing intensely, but Wildcard is not fazed. In fact Wildcard is delighted with the hate he is receiving, laughing it up as the crowd chant “WILDCARD SUCKS” once more.

Bobby: “This man is sick, he needs professional help!”

Hugh: “I have never seen Wildcard like this. He is a man possessed, he will do anything to become Champion at Hacked next week!”

Wildcards sadistic smirk gets wider. He laughs like a maniac and rolls out of the ring, beginning to leave via the ramp. Halfway up the ramp he turns round and looks around the arena.

Wildcard: “That's just not enough!”

Wildcard walks back in the direction he just came from, back towards the ring!

Bobby: “What the hell is he gonna do now! Jools is out cold in the middle of the ring!”

Wildcard gets back into the ring and stands over Jools. He now lifts him up and throws him out of the ring like a rag doll towards the announce table. He now climbs out of the ring himself. He begins to throw the cover of the announced table and the monitors onto the ground. Hugh and Bobby get right out of the way.

Bobby: “What the hell are you doing Wildcard!?!?”

Wildcard: “What this bastard deserves!”

Wildcard rolls Jools onto the announce table and gets upon it himself. He puts Jools in between his legs and lifts his arms above his head.

Bobby: “NO WAY!”

CRASH

Hugh: “ROYAL FLUSH THROUGH OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE! WHAT THE HELL HAS WILDCARD DONE HERE!?!?!”

Bobby: “Get some EMT's out here quick, Jools is in a bad way.”

Hugh: “That sick bastard Wildcard! Will Jools make it to Hacked? Find out next Monday live on Pay-Per-View from Toronto, Canada!”

EMT's and referees rush onto the scene as Wildcard walks up the ramp chuckling to himself. The camera zooms out to get a birdseye view of the rushing medical staff moving towards Jools as UWE fades out.
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