Rose vs. Tempest

Rose vs. Tempest Jan 5, 2010 21:40:50 GMT -5

Post by Alex on Jan 5, 2010 21:40:50 GMT -5

There’s a slight pause in the action when suddenly Nine Inch Nails' "Meet Your Master" blares through the PA system, gradually building up. The fans are already showing their disgust at the prospect of being abused by the arrogant competitor before Rose even steps through the curtain. When he steps out as the lyrics kick, their depreciation is only further fueled, and Rose is loving every second of it. He makes a big gesture of pointing back towards the curtain and out steps his bodyguard, XWA Legend MadDog.

Keri Thames: The following match is scheduled for ONE fall!

Rose begins his ascent down the ramp with MadDog close behind, keeping a look-out for an ambush. Rose suddenly speeds up and heads to the side, to the guard rail. He shouts in the face of a fan, who yells back, causing Rose to laugh tauntingly, and daring the fan to jump the rail and come and get himself a piece of the pair. Rose makes a "screw you" gesture with his arms, before continuing down the ramp.

Keri Thames: Making his way first to the ring and being accompanied by his tag team partner, the Great One, Lucifer "The MadDog" McMahon... weighing in at 228 lbs, from Chicago, Illinois... ROSE!

The two reach the ring, and MadDog goes on ahead, climbing the ring steps and sitting on the middle rope. Rose skips up the steps after him, and climbs through the open ropes. MadDog steps through as Rose hops up onto the middle ropes of the turnbuckle. He unhooks the old XWA World Heavyweight Championship belt from around his waist and holds it high above his head. The fans boo with all of their hearts as Rose shouts along with the lyrics, "It's time to meet your master." He laughs again before jumping down and starting a last minute warmup, while talking with MadDog.

Matthew Werner: Well, that settles it, Matt. While this is technically supposed to be a one-on-one match, Tempest is going to have to keep an eye out for Lucifer McMahon.

Matt Steel: Was that ever really in question?

A low rumble of thunder echoes through the sound-system and the opening strains of Bodies kicks in, with the harsh, repeated whispering announcing the arrival of the Storm of the Century.

"Let the bodies hit the floor...
Let the bodies hit the floor...
Let the bodies hit the floor...
Let the bodies hit the...*Tsss Tsss* FLOOOOOOOOORRRRRR!"

With the final extrended word of the chorus the stage explodes with a huge pyro display and then Tempest charges through the firey aftermath. Intense and ready for whatever comes, the Storm of the Century makes his way to the ring pumping his arms and calling out to the crowd.

Keri Thames: And his opponent, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 236 lbs... he is the Storm of the Century, TEMPEST!!

The crowd howls with approval and starts up a chant in his honor. Once he arrives at the ring steps he storms up to the ropes, practically dodges through them, and heads immediately for a corner. Pulling himself up to stand on the second rope, Tempest howls and throws his arms up over his head to the continued approval of the crowd.

Matthew Werner: Seems like he’s not all that concerned to me.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The bell rings and we're underway. Tempest and Rose advance slowly and lock up. There’s some decent maneuvering and then Tempest throws a hard elbow that momentarily stuns Rose who then gets backed into the corner where Tempest lands a brutal open-handed chop to Rose's chest. Once, Twice, Three times, each one garning the classic, "Whooo!" from the crowd.

Matt Steel: Lemme tell you, those are some hard chops. Back in my wrestling days, I was on the receiving end of those shots a few times, and seriously, those hurt.

Matthew Werner: Chuckling You were a wrestler?

Matt Steel: ...

Tempest nearly catapults Rose half-way across the ring with a very physical snapmare and takes his time to pause and check out where MadDog is near the ring. For his part, Lucifer, who’s still standing near the steel steps, gives him a crooked grin and shrugs as if to say, "What? Me?" Tempest picks Rose up with an eye still on MadDog and pays for it as Rose drives an elbow up into his chin. Without a wasted bit of effort, Rose steps in and executes a nearly textbook Fisherman’s Suplex!

Matthew Werner: Doh! That hurt!

The Storm of the Century lands hard and Rose scrambles to his feet, launches himself at the ring ropes and on his return, drives his right knee down onto the side of Tempest’s face.

Matt Steel: No... That hurt.

Rose goes for a quick cover and gets a solid two-count before Tempest kicks out. On the outside, MadDog collects a folding chair from the timekeeper’s table. He moves it to ringside and sets it up dramatically, then simply sits down on it with a grin. On his hands and knees, Tempest sees this, as does the referee, who promptly moves to the ropes and begins to yell at MadDog and motion for him to put the chair back. Rose uses this time to deliver a swift and hard kick to Tempest’s groin, and then lock in a solid chokehold before the referee can look back. The crowd erupts with cries of outrage and cursing!

Matthew Werner: Aww, c’mon ref! That’s not right! That’s not... hmmm?

Matthew Werner pauses as a stage tech runs up and leans in to tell him something. He lifts his earphones off his head to hear better as Matt Steel gives both men a scowl.

Matt Steel: Mutters be professional WILL you? Normal tone Oh, man, Tempest is in deep trouble now...

With his attention back on the wrestlers, and MadDog grudgingly returning his chair to his proper place, the referee moves in to take one of Tempest’s arms which hang limply at his sides as Rose continues to grapple him in the Chokehold.

Matthew Werner: Omigod. No.

Werner’s comment is directed not at the audience or his fellow commentator, but rather to the technician who simply nods his head gravely and moves away from the announcer’s table.

The referee lifts Tempest’s hand once... and it falls.

Twice... and it falls.

Matt Steel: Christ, Werner... can you pay attention to the freakin match? Back to the audience That’s two! If the arm drops again, its over...

The referee lifts Tempest’s arm a third time and it sags for a moment, then the muscles clench and his hand forms a fist. The crowd cheers! Rose’s face is a mask of surprise, as he obviously thought he’d just won. The fans get behind Tempest as he fights his way back to a vertical base. Meanwhile Werner removes his headset and motions for his colleage to do the same. Steel grimaces, but does so, and finally his partner explains what he’s just been told. Matt Steel’s face goes pale and he blinks. He exhales softly, then waves for Werner to put their headsets back on.

Matt Steel: ...We’ve got a show to do.

In the ring, Tempest has whipped Rose into the ropes and applies a headlock which he uses as a takedown. Rose is back up and charging, but Tempest sidesteps and counters with his signature Thunderbolt DDT. The crowd goes wild!

Matthew Werner: Subdued Well. That was well done. He’s... he’s at Tempest’s mercy now.

Matt Steel: See? This is why Tempest will always be called one of the greats... he always comes back, no matter what befalls him... Cough and a small choking sound

Matthew Werner: ...Dammit.

Tempest rolls Rose up for a two count, but loses it to a kickout. The Storm of the Century goes off the ropes, but at the last moment, Rose counters with a powerslam…gaining a two-count of his own.

Matthew Werner: My apologies, folks. We’re not really ourselves right now... we’ve just learned that Tempest’s brother...

Matt Steel: Matt, NO. After the match. Please. He deserves to be able to find out first before we announce it to the world...

Matthew Werner: You’re right, you’re right. Sorry.

While the two announcers talk there’s been a flurry of action in the ring, some traded blows and a great suplex by Rose, but at that moment, Tempest is off the ropes and charging for his Sonofabitch, a fierce shining wizard, but at the last second, MadDog reaches in and pulls Rose out of the way by his ankles. A cry goes up from the arena, and Tempest is yelling too, pointing at MadDog and Rose on the outside. The duo split up and Rose goes one way around the ring, and McMahon the other. The referee follows Rose, yelling for him to get back into the ring.

Matt Steel: ...Quite a match.

Tempest follows after MadDog, taunting him and receiving the same in return. Yelling, he leans just a little too far out over the ropes and in a burst of movement that belies his size, Lucifer McMahon leaps up and catches Tempest by the back of the head and yanks him down hard! Tempest catches it right in the throat and rebounds, staggering backwards.

Matthew Werner: Aw, geeze. Not that way... not today.

Rose delivers a powerful superkick that sends Tempest to the mat. Still struggling, though, Tempest rolls to his stomach and tries to get to his knees…which is the perfect set up for his finisher.

Matt Steel: Ooohhh, Kiss from a Rose!

And then its all over but the three count...

... 1 ...

... 2 ...

... 3 ...

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Keri Thames: Here is your winner... Rose!

which the referee quickly taps out. The crowd howls in dismay and anger, but Rose quickly rolls out of the ring to be met by his partner. MadDog yanks Rose’s arm up in victory and the two move slowly but confidently up the ramp, grins on their faces.

Matthew Werner: I don’t even know what to say...

Matt Steel: Just this... Rose and MadDog have apparently stolen another win from Tempest. That’s all we can say, Matt. Just... just leave it alone.

Post by Alex on Dec 22, 2009 10:45:53 GMT -5

Post by Alex on Jan 5, 2010 21:40:50 GMT -5