Hell on Earth - October 29th NR: And now, the World Tag Team Title match between the Bomb Squad and Total Hysteria! [As he says that, Total Hysteria's theme slowly fades in to the speakers, and the World Tag Team Champions step out from the back to a rousing round of cheers.] MJ: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.... THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL, AND IS FOR THE IWL WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP! INTRODUCING FIRST, THE CHAMPIONS... HUUDSOONNN AND CARRRRRNAAAAGE.... TOOOOOOOTALLLLLL HYYYSTERRRRRRRRRIAAAA! [The champions enter the ring just as "More Human Than Human" hits the speakers. Boos are heard and loudly as Dan Slate and Chris Therin are seen at the top of the ramp, both looking intensely focused on their targets ahead.] MJ: AND THE CHALL-- [He is cut off as the Bomb Squad reach the ring, and a wild brawl ensues. ***DING DING DING***] NR: And the action picks up immediately as the Bomb Squad and Total Hysteria exchange punches! Dan Slate is battling with Carnage as Therin DDTs Hudson to the mat! Chaos all around! LT: And now, Carnage clotheslined to the outside and Therin hits a running springboard somersault plancha that knocks him down! Dan Slate ducks Hudson's punch and hits him with a snap German suplex! This is amazing! NR: Hudson down and Slate covers! ONE! TWO!! Kick out! I think he might've hurt his neck with that suplex! LT: Slate doesn't care! Hell, it was about a year ago when he had his own neck broken by his partner, Therin! NR: Hudson is hauled up as Therin and Carnage are back to their corners, and Slate whips Hudson to the ropes, FOOTBALL TACKLE! Hudson down again and Therin is tagged! LT: Therin is up on the top as Hudson stumbles up... FLYING TOPE SUICIDA! Hudson and Therin both hit the canvas! NR: And now Therin is back up and he suplexes Hudson-- no, Hudson blocks! Therin tries again, Hudson blocks again! Hudson lifts Therin into a suplex-- [POP] AND CROTCHES HIM ON THE TOP ROPE! LT: Therin falls and it's now a rush to see who can make the tag! Therin's inching to tag out to Slate, but Hudson is closer... Therin dives and in comes Slate *clap* BUT IN COMES A REALLY PISSED OFF CARNAGE! Down goes Slate to a clothesline! Down goes Therin to one! Carnage is wreaking havoc on the Squad! NR: And there's Slate with the low blow that doubles Carnage over, Therin follows up with a swinging neckbreaker! LT: Carnage is down and Hudson charges Slate... [POP] POWERBOMB-- WAIT! DROP BOMB! THERIN HIT THE DROP BOMB! Slate holds for the cover! ONE! TWO!! THREE!!! THE BOMB SQUAD HAVE REGAINED THE IWL WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP! ["More Human Than Human" hits the speakers as Slate and Therin take the belts. They stomp on Hudson and Carnage some more before leaving.] LT: Tonight has been a night of surprises, for sure! NR: Wait a second, Hudson is helping up Carnage, but Carnage looks pissed! Carnage shoves Hudson away, and Hudson looks annoyed... Carnage grabs him and POWERBOMBS him! [Carnage walks away to choruses of boos.] LT: I guess Carnage didn't like losing! MJ: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE MATCH AND IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL! INTRODUCING FIRST... FROM RICHMOND HILL, ONTARIO, CANADA... A FORMER IWL INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION.... AAAAAAADAAAAAAMM DOOOOOOOODD! ["Guerrilla Radio" hits the speakers, signalling the arrival of one half of the competitors. Adam Dodd steps out in his usual wrestling attire, and cracks his neck before walking down the ramp. Then, as he rolls into the ring and stands up, the lights dim. "Hate Me Now" by Nas and Puff Daddy blares aloud, garnering an equal amount of cheers. The big man, Doomsday, walks the aisle as Adam looks on solemnly.] MJ: AND HIS OPPONENT... STANDING AT SEVEN FEET, ONE INCH AND WEIGHING IN AT THREE-HUNDRED AN EIGHTY SEVEN POUNDS... DOOOOOMSDAAAAAAAY! [Doomsday walks up the stairs and over the top, into the ring. He and Adam stare off, and Adam offers a hand to shake. Doomsday smiles and shakes it, then they both back off into their corners. ***DING DING DING***] NR: It all comes down to this moment of truth! Adam Dodd, Doomsday, and a no interference stipulation! This very well may be a match for the record books! LT: Adam begins it with a right, and Doomsday retorts with the same! A right by Adam, and then another by Doomsday! Adam hits a front kick, backs Doomsday up and sends him to the ropes, knee that sends Doomsday end for end! Doomsday up and Adam watches him warily... Doomsday with the three-point stance and the charge that knocks him to the floor! NR: With Adam down, now, Doomsday takes control! Rights and lefts are fired at a rapid pace, back and forth, and now Adam rolls it over and pounds on Doomsday! The two are up and now duking it out face-to-face, and Doomsday whips Adam, boot to the face! Adam rolls outta the ring! LT: And Doomsday slides out after him, ramming his head into the apron! Doomsday rolls Adam back in and climbs in himself, he gets ready to Irish whip Adam, on the rebound he ducks for a back bodydrop-- ADAM WITH THE RUNNING DDT! Doomsday is down and Adam makes a cover! ONE! Kick out! NR: And immediately Doomsday gets back up. The two circle, and Adam attempts a spear, but Doomsday catches him and suplexes him... he's got him up there... what a reverse suplex by Doomsday! Dodd's down and Doomsday rolls him over for the cover! ONE! T-- kick out before two! LT: Doomsday lifts Adam up and sits him onto the turnbuckles, then follows him up for what looks to be a superplex... Adam shoves him to the canvas! Dodd leaps from the top, FROG SPLASH! AMAZING! ONE! TWO!! Kick out at two! My God, that was immense! NR: Agreed, a man that large rarely flies! And Doomsday is rolling away, apparently having his ribs hurt by that immense maneuver! LT: Adam follows... Doomsday with the sudden legsweep! If he felt any pain before, it ain't there now! And the heavier man hauls Dodd up, and boots him in the stomach... POWERBOMB! AMAZING! WHAT A POWERBOMB! NR: And Doomsday makes the cover! ONE! TWO!! THR-- KICK OUT! ADAM KICKED OUT! LT: Doomsday looks extremely frustrated now, as he hauls Adam up and sets him up for another powerbomb... he jerks him up-- [HUGE POP] OH MY GOD! ADAM DODD JUST HIT A HURRICANRANA! I DON'T BELIEVE IT! A MAN THAT SIZE JUST HIT A HURRICAN RANA! NR: And now he applies a cover to Doomsday! ONE! TWO!! THREE--- NO! NO THREE! LT: Now it's only a matter of time before we find out who the next IWL World Heavyweight Champion is... and I still can't call who it'll be! AF: It'll be the almost-seven footer that weighs over three hundred pounds. NR: *under his breath* Smart ass... ADAM WITH A DROPKICK! That man never ceases to amaze! LT: Doomsday is down, now, and Adam lifts him to pull him up... Adam tucks his head between his legs and double underhooks.... this could be the Sudden Genocide, this could be it! ADAM'S GOT HIM UP! NR: DOOMSDAY ESCAPES! Adam turns and Doosday scoops him up... CATACLYSM! CATACLYSM He holds for the cover! ONE! TWO!! THREE-- NO! HOLY SH(bleep)T, ADAM KICKED OUT! LT: Doomsday is in shock! He hauls Adam up, who's groggy, and scoops him up AGAIN... [HUGE POP] ADAM SLIDES DOWN DOOMSDAY'S SHOULDERS! DOOMSDAY WHIRLS, ADAM KICKS, SUDDEN GENOCIDE! THAT'S GOTTA BE IT! ONE! TWO!! THREE!!! THAT'S THREE! ADAM DODD IS THE NEW IWL WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! [The crowd explodes as "Guerrilla Radio" plays and commissioner Tempest runs happily to ringside, closely followed by Chris Davison. She hands Adam the World Title, and raises his hand, then gives him a big hug. He looks shocked, but Chris smiles and shakes his hand, then Doomsday's. Chris and Tempest then bow out, leaving Adam and Doomsday to celebrate their excellent contest, and make their exit. Adam shoulders the belt, offering Doomsday a handshake. Doomsday grins and takes it, but the cheers of respect turn to jeers as Michael Cade, Jake Keeton, and Johnny Vain hit the ring. Cade and Keeton attack Doomsday as Johnny Vain puts away Adam Dodd.] NR: What are these three doing together? What connection do they have to Adam and Doomsday? Folks, we're out of time, but maybe this Friday will hold the answers as we re-debut the Friday Fright Night card! From all of us at IWL, good night! [Fade out.] |
