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And here is his opponent, the sluggish RkS. He enters the ring, and goes to pose on the turnbuckle, but after nearly losing his balance, quickly gets off, and stands in the ring to gather his senses. But he’s attacked from behind by Dead Wonder. The evil one Irish whips his opponent, but RkS (Rickoss) comes back with a clothesline. He runs off the ropes, and hits a splash on DW, who is sprung up by the move and is clutching his stomach in pain. An early cover, 1,2 and DW quickly gets the shoulder up. RkS runs off the ropes, and attempts to land a huge elbow, but DW saw it coming and moved out the way. DW lifts up his opponent and hits a nice belly-to-belly.
DW is clutching RkS by the hair, scoops him up and hits a rib breaker. He throws him to the outside. DW is really focusing on RkS’s ribs, and hits some vicious right hands as he heads over to the band’s set. He takes a drumstick, and looks like he’s gonna thwack it over RkS’s head, but he is given a low blow. RkS is up, and looks confused. What’s this? The referee’s gone! We’ll look over our footage to see what happened. Let’s see, just when RkS was thrown over the ropes, it appears that a hand came out from under the ring and grabbed the ref! RkS (Rickoss) is checking but can’t see anybody under the ring, but he can see a certain thing. A baseball bat! He smiles, and is running over to the now standing DW (Dead Wonder), but the Brooklyn native gets his knee up for a kitchen sink. He picks up RkS, and, WOW, look at the strength of DW! Military Presses, and he drops RkS onto the barricade!
RkS lies in pain as the “electrifying” DW regroups. He grabs the nearby microphone, and rams it into RkS’s face, busting him wide open. DW jumps on top of the barricade that blocks the crowd from entering, and does his famous pose. He turns around, faces RkS, and knocks him down with a flying clothesline. He’s now holding a light metallic barricade from the side of the ramp, and has placed it on top of RkS. He runs back, and a leg drop! But RkS moved out of the way! Leaving DW in pain. He takes DW underneath his arm, and hits a reverse DDT onto the barricade.
RkS starts to take DW back to the ring, but there’s still no referee! DW is then thrown into the nearby steel steps. A bloody RkS appears to have remembered something…. The baseball bat! He runs and picks it up, maybe this time he’ll actually hit DW with it! He tries to hit DW (Dead wonder) with it, but the dead one had picked up the steps in time, and rammed them into RkS’s (Rickoss’s) ribs, which look badly hurt. The two get back into the ring once more.
It looks like DW is going for the dead DDT, yes, that’s the signal! But RkS countered with a low blow! And a pile-driver onto the mat! Both men are down, and no referee can make the count. They’ve been down for a minute now, but are starting to stir. There up, and are engaging in a fist fight! DW’s gaining the upper hand, and the fans are going wild! An irish whip, and a sit down powerbomb. The wonder is up! Could it be? The DW kick! Knocking RkS right down! He’s smiling, and shouts “ELECTRIFYING!” out loud. Very slowly, a worn out RkS gets up, and there it is! The dead DDT! A cover, but there’s no ref! DW gets up and shouts at timekeeper Foward Hinkel, who just shrugs.
Hold it! It’s Reaver (Ant)! He picks up the baseball bat from outside, and smashes it in DW’s face! He lifts him up, DDT Driver! A ref’s in, Reaver puts RkS’s arm over DW, 1,2,3!! DING DING DING!!!!!!!!
Winner: RkS (Rickoss)
I don’t think Reaver was prepared to face DW anytime soon, ‘cause he thinks he’ll keep the title!
DW and his partner, Crusher (Tazz) are backstage, in their locker room, later that evening.
“Can you believe that?” says Crusher.
“No! This is ridiculous, I say we beat the hell out of Reaver right now!”
“Good idea”
The two walk around backstage and find a door that says “Commissioner’s office” on it. They barge in.
“Reaver! Get your butt out here now!”
“He’s not here,” says a voice. The BDA turn around it’s Flame and Heavy Heat! (Hell’s Guardian and The Dark One) They got chairs! Chair shots repeatedly to the BDA! Flame sets up Crusher, and hits the Fear Factor onto a chair! A message for next weeks match, when these 2 teams meet, at the rumble in the jungle!
Congrats to Rickoss, bad luck to Dead Wonder, and Tazz, technically.
Thanks for reading,
Allardini, the master of the RCMP 350
> RKS prepare to be psychoanalysed. I know you have problems, and I assure you
> when we meet you will be cured and I will be in the title match at Rumble in the
> Jungle.
Fight the System!
Erm, the title match at RITJ is already signed, your fighting to be the first person to challenge the new champion after the PPV. Just to clear that up.
Fight the System!
And here is his opponent, the sluggish RkS. He enters the ring, and goes to pose on the turnbuckle, but after nearly losing his balance, quickly gets off, and stands in the ring to gather his senses. But he’s attacked from behind by Dead Wonder. The evil one Irish whips his opponent, but RkS (Rickoss) comes back with a clothesline. He runs off the ropes, and hits a splash on DW, who is sprung up by the move and is clutching his stomach in pain. An early cover, 1,2 and DW quickly gets the shoulder up. RkS runs off the ropes, and attempts to land a huge elbow, but DW saw it coming and moved out the way. DW lifts up his opponent and hits a nice belly-to-belly.
DW is clutching RkS by the hair, scoops him up and hits a rib breaker. He throws him to the outside. DW is really focusing on RkS’s ribs, and hits some vicious right hands as he heads over to the band’s set. He takes a drumstick, and looks like he’s gonna thwack it over RkS’s head, but he is given a low blow. RkS is up, and looks confused. What’s this? The referee’s gone! We’ll look over our footage to see what happened. Let’s see, just when RkS was thrown over the ropes, it appears that a hand came out from under the ring and grabbed the ref! RkS (Rickoss) is checking but can’t see anybody under the ring, but he can see a certain thing. A baseball bat! He smiles, and is running over to the now standing DW (Dead Wonder), but the Brooklyn native gets his knee up for a kitchen sink. He picks up RkS, and, WOW, look at the strength of DW! Military Presses, and he drops RkS onto the barricade!
RkS lies in pain as the “electrifying” DW regroups. He grabs the nearby microphone, and rams it into RkS’s face, busting him wide open. DW jumps on top of the barricade that blocks the crowd from entering, and does his famous pose. He turns around, faces RkS, and knocks him down with a flying clothesline. He’s now holding a light metallic barricade from the side of the ramp, and has placed it on top of RkS. He runs back, and a leg drop! But RkS moved out of the way! Leaving DW in pain. He takes DW underneath his arm, and hits a reverse DDT onto the barricade.
RkS starts to take DW back to the ring, but there’s still no referee! DW is then thrown into the nearby steel steps. A bloody RkS appears to have remembered something…. The baseball bat! He runs and picks it up, maybe this time he’ll actually hit DW with it! He tries to hit DW (Dead wonder) with it, but the dead one had picked up the steps in time, and rammed them into RkS’s (Rickoss’s) ribs, which look badly hurt. The two get back into the ring once more.
It looks like DW is going for the dead DDT, yes, that’s the signal! But RkS countered with a low blow! And a pile-driver onto the mat! Both men are down, and no referee can make the count. They’ve been down for a minute now, but are starting to stir. There up, and are engaging in a fist fight! DW’s gaining the upper hand, and the fans are going wild! An irish whip, and a sit down powerbomb. The wonder is up! Could it be? The DW kick! Knocking RkS right down! He’s smiling, and shouts “ELECTRIFYING!” out loud. Very slowly, a worn out RkS gets up, and there it is! The dead DDT! A cover, but there’s no ref! DW gets up and shouts at timekeeper Foward Hinkel, who just shrugs.
Hold it! It’s Reaver (Ant)! He picks up the baseball bat from outside, and smashes it in DW’s face! He lifts him up, DDT Driver! A ref’s in, Reaver puts RkS’s arm over DW, 1,2,3!! DING DING DING!!!!!!!!
Winner: RkS (Rickoss)
I don’t think Reaver was prepared to face DW anytime soon, ‘cause he thinks he’ll keep the title!
DW and his partner, Crusher (Tazz) are backstage, in their locker room, later that evening.
“Can you believe that?” says Crusher.
“No! This is ridiculous, I say we beat the hell out of Reaver right now!”
“Good idea”
The two walk around backstage and find a door that says “Commissioner’s office” on it. They barge in.
“Reaver! Get your butt out here now!”
“He’s not here,” says a voice. The BDA turn around it’s Flame and Heavy Heat! (Hell’s Guardian and The Dark One) They got chairs! Chair shots repeatedly to the BDA! Flame sets up Crusher, and hits the Fear Factor onto a chair! A message for next weeks match, when these 2 teams meet, at the rumble in the jungle!
Congrats to Rickoss, bad luck to Dead Wonder, and Tazz, technically.
Thanks for reading,
Allardini, the master of the RCMP 350