Post by Jman2k3 on Nov 19, 2017 9:11:02 GMT
Jestal vs Stevens vs Harmen
WrestleUTA Legacy Title Match
Blackfront: The Legacy championship. Most recently held by THE Jay Harvey, is one of the most prestigious championship belts in our business.
Ace: It’s a travesty we can’t see Harvey pin Lord with the title on the line!
Blackfront: Yet, it was Crimson Lord who ensured that would not happen, as he helped our new champion, and a man with a true legacy, to become Legacy champion. Jack Harmen won the title two shows ago, and has been embroiled in a strange and bizarre feud with the Mad Prince Jestal and the Hardcore Texan, Scott Stevens.
Ace: It’s about a chicken. A rubber chicken. Dubya, Tee, Eff.
Blackfront: Harmen ensured that the chicken in question would no longer be relevant, but Jestal, I’m pretty sure, he wants revenge for deep fried Clucky.
Ace: He should be focusing on his opportunity to win the Legacy title. I mean, this is a chance both men kind of fell into, thanks to that cheating Red Baron.
Blackfront: Red Baron?
Ace: Crimson Lord.
Blackfront: Stevens is on his path to redemption after going into a mad rage instigated by the prince… is tonight the day Steven’s journey involves him becoming champion? Let’s head to the ring to find out!
Jordan stands in the ring with a microphone, ready to announce the next match.
Jordan: Your next match, is scheduled for one fall, and is a three way dance for the Legacy championship! Introducing first, the first challenger...
Kefka's Theme (Zenji Remix)
The crowd lets out a chorus of boos as “The Mad Prince” steps from behind the curtain. He has a white and yellow and orange top hat on. He is wearing a orange tailcoat unbuttoned, with a pair of paint splotched suspenders over the top half of his shirtless frame. A pair of yellow and red with purple polka dots trousers. With green boots with Clucky’s picture on the side of each of the boots.
Jordan: Standing at 5’10”, weighing in at 250 pounds, the Mad Prince… JESTAAAAALLLLL!
The clown makes his way toward the ring not really in the cheerful mood he normally is upon making his grand entrance. He reaches the ring and slides under the bottom rope, showing extreme focus as he stares up the entrance rampway.
Blackfront: What must be going on through the mind of Jestal right now?
Ace: I’m gonna make an educated guess, and say… CHICKENS.
Blackfront: Are you being serious?
Ace: Actually. Yes.
The lights in the arena go pitch black, as red lasers and spotlights light up the area. The video screen lights up and flashes across the screen a Texas flag, with the words, “Texas Born. Texas Bred.” “Texas Forever. “ branded into the flag. The crowd reaction is mixed, but there are more cheers than boos.
“Hellraiser” by Motorhead
Blackfront: Stevens is getting another shot at the Legacy championship after letting it slip through his hands when he challenged THE Jay Harvey. Will this time be different? Will The Scorpion walk out as the NEW champion?
Ace: Hell no!
Blackfront: Why’s that?
Ace: Because if he couldn’t beat THE Jay Harvey what makes you think this inbred hick can beat that lunatic Jestal AND the current champion, ANOTHER Lunatic in Jack Harmen?
The cheers intensify as the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas. He stands with sturdy broad shoulders and a look of intensity.
Jordan: Introducing at this time, coming to us from the Great State of Texas, by way of Houston, Texas.
Blackfront: Stevens looking confident tonight. He may have a stoic expression on his face, but look at the eyes, they tell a different story. They say he is burning with confidence and ready to become the new Legacy champion.
Ace: He looks like he has to take a shit. (off looks) What? It could be both things!
Walking down the aisle, he fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers.
Jordan: Standing at six feet, six inches, and weighing in at two hundred and fifty-six pounds…
As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares down at his opponent.
Blackfront: Stevens is staring directly at Jestal and I’m just waiting for the blood curdling laugh from Jestal that sends shivers up my spines.
Ace: Doesn’t look you’re getting that tonight. He’s all business.
Blackfront: Well, I’m fairly sure Jestal plans on making everyone smile tonight whether they want to or not.
Jordan: This...is....SCOTTTTTTTTTTTTT STEEEEEEEEEEEVENSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!
An icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat and begins stretching out on the ropes as he awaits the arrival of the champion.
“Crazy Train” by Ozzy Osbourne
A light fog mists and surrounds the entrance rampway. As the guitar reaches its climatic introduction, Jack Harmen steps out through the fog, spreading the mist. He takes the Legacy championship off from around his waist and raises the belt high to the cheering fans. Just behind him is his Tiny Attorney, the red head protege Mary-Lynn Mayweather. She wears her traditional trademark red skirt suit, as Harmen wears his UTA “Flyin’ High” t-shirt and wrestling tights. The two quickly make their way down the rampway, slapping the fans hands on either side of the barricade.
Blackfront: Tonight, Jack Harmen makes his UTA pay per view debut. One of the more recent signees to UTA, Jack Harmen immediately made an impact by defeating Stevens in a no DQ match. He followed that up two shows later by becoming the Legacy champion.
Ace: And both times he needed help! I bet that’s why he has Mary-Lynn at ringside. So when he’s not lucky enough to face someone embroiled in a hate feud, she can help him win!
Blackfront: That’s speculation. Jack Harmen is one of the most talented individuals this sport has seen. I’m excited to see what tonight brings.
Harmen and Mary-Lynn reach the ringside area. Mary-Lynn sits on the middle rope as Harmen lets himself in. Mary-Lynn follows in by herself, not helped by her mentor. Harmen climbs up his turnbuckle on the hard camera side and raises the Legacy championship to the cheering crowd.
Jordan: And introducing last, standing in at six foot even, weighing in at 224 pounds, he is your Legacy champion, the Wildcard, Jack, Haaaaarrmeeeeeen!
Blackfront: The UTA have certainly taken a liking to the off kilter and oddness that is our Legacy champion.
Ace: We’ve got two crazies and a Stoovins, what’s a man to do in this situation with himself?
Blackfront: Strap in for the ride of your life!
Harmen drops off of the turnbuckle, tossing the Legacy championship onto his shoulder. He steps toward the center of the ring, where Stevens meets him. Jestal stays in his corner, head hung low as his arms grip the top rope behind his back, stretching. Official Willie Anderson walks up to Harmen and checks his boots and wrists, before taking the Legacy championship, and raising it skyward to the cheering UTA fans. Mary-Lynn makes her exit to ringside.
Blackfront: And here we go!
*DING DING DING*
Jestal fires himself out of his corner, spear tackling a stunned Harmen to the mat before laying into him with a flurry of rights and lefts. Stevens’ steps back shocked from the sudden surge of the Mad Clown Prince as he just watches Jestal lay into the Legacy champion. After a volley of blows, Jestal hooks Harmen up and shoots him off the ropes. Jestal drops his head, Harmen over top with a leap frog, but jumps directly into Stevens’ arms. In a fluid motion, Stevens catches Harmen and sends him over head in a belly to belly suplex. Harmen slips himself out to the outside apron as Mary-Lynn reaches him and talks strategy. Meanwhile, Jestal turns to meet Stevens. Stevens hits a charging Jestal with an inverted atomic drop, and then Scott rushes off the far side. Harmen hooks the top rope that Stevens tries to bounce off of and instead Scott tumbles up and over to the outside. Mary-Lynn screams and takes her leave to a neutral area as Stevens almost falls on top of her. As Jestal turns, clutching his groin, Harmen springboards into the ring with a Lou Thesz Press, followed by his own flurry of punches.
Blackfront: The tensions are high in this Legacy title match Ace. The champ better worry himself about not getting disqualified for those closed fists.
Ace: Or not, if he’s smart. He retains on a DQ.
Blackfront: I doubt the legacy of the lunatic would care to taint his championship reign with a first defense via DQ.
Harmen hops off of Jestal and throws his trademark devil horns into the air to cheers. He looks over his shoulder to the recovering Stevens on the outside, and charges. He springs to the top rope, and then his a flash bulb inducing shooting star press to the outside, catching Stevens as he recovers. Harmen lands on his knees and then shoots back up to his feet, as he poses for the flashing cameras. Mary-Lynn in the background cheering him on. Harmen turns back to the ring and can’t react in time as a charging Jestal catches him with a sliding baseball dropkick. Harmen flails himself into the guardrail, as Jestal turns his attention to Stevens. Jestal tries to lift Stevens to his feet but can’t muster the strength, so Jestal just takes a few steps back and runs, punting Scott square in the head. Jestal then charges toward Harmen, who’s pulling himself up by the guardrail, only to sandwich him between his knee and the steel rail. Jestal grabs Harmen’s hair and shoots him back into the ring under the bottom rope, before following in himself.
Jestal lifts Harmen and catches him with a stiff right hand. Harmen fires back with a knife edge chop. Jestal then pokes Harmen’s eyes, drawing the ire of referee Willie Anderson. Jestal grabs Harmen and irish whips him into the far corner. Jestal charges, diving for a big splash, only for Harmen to fall and roll out of the way at the last moment. Jestal clutches his chest as he turns, eating a standing roundhouse kick to the face that sends his own spit flying into the air. Harmen with a standing moonsault into a cover. Mary-Lynn counts along on the outside.
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Jestal with a shoulder up. Harmen spins around Jestal as Jestal turns to his stomach. Harmen locks in a front facelock, staring toward the outside of the ring where Stevens is pulling himself up by the ring apron. Harmen wrenches the headlock in further, as Stevens slides himself back into the ring. Harmen lets go of Jestal and charges, only for Stevens to cut him down with a vicious knife edge chop. Harmen clutches his beat red chest as Stevens lifts and tosses the smaller luchador into the corner. Once there, Scott starts laying into him with a bevy of knife edge chops. Each one sends Harmen’s upper body teetering on the top turnbuckle post like a see saw, only for Harmen to lean back toward the ring and eat another soul shattering chop. After three of these chops, the fourth one sends Harmen careening up and nearly out of the ring. His back bridges the top ropes in the corner, so he’s just lying back first on the turnbuckle pads. Stevens takes a few steps back, readying a charge, but it’s Jestal who sneaks in and takes the opportunity, beating Scott to the punch by just shoving Harmen off the top rope and to the outside in a tumble.
Blackfront: And Jestal is seething at this point. Remember, Harmen is the one who destroyed his beloved Clucky.
Ace: Why are you talking about deceased plastic poultry. The Legacy title is on the line Blackfront, and Jestal better keep his eyes on not just Harmen, but the prize and Stevens too!
Indeed, Stevens didn’t take kindly to Jestal interrupting his proceedings. Stevens spins Jestal and begins to lay into HIM with a barrage of knife edge chops, sending Jestal spiraling back into a neutral corner. Stevens hits three more chops, before irish whipping Jestal to the far side corner. Stevens sizes him up, and gets a running start, before…
Jestal moves, and Stevens’ slings his body through the buckle ropes and strikes the steel post with his shoulder. Stevens winces in pain and braces his right side as Jestal yanks him back upright. Jestal then hooks Steven’s arm around the top rope, locking in a rope assisted hammerlock he can only keep hold of for a four count. To break the hold, he strikes Stevens’ exposed shoulder with a tomahawk chop. Stevens shakes his shoulder trying to work out the stinger, as Jestal hooks the arm into an arm wringer, and then a hammerlock. Stevens fights to escape, but Jestal front trips Stevens down to the mat and spins around, keeping the hammerlock held as he locks in a front face lock.
Blackfront: Say what you will about the… unique style of Jestal, but he is one of the most technically sound individuals in this sport.
Ace: Koo-koo for cocoa puffs with an amateur background. It’s mind boggling.
Stevens fights to his feet but Jestal keeps the hold in. Stevens with a few shots to the gut, but Jestal just leans back and hits Stevens with a hammerlock ddt. Jestal rolls him over and pins.
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Harmen dives on top with a double ax handle, breaking up the pin. Harmen hooks Jestal by his head in a front facelock, and then ddt’s him to the mat, so Jestal lands with a body splash on Stevens. Harmen rolls Jestal off of Stevens and then dives on top himself, hooking the leg and placing a forearm in his face.
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Stevens gets a shoulder up. Harmen grabs Steven’s arm and exposes it, before dropping a leg onto the shoulder. Stevens sits up, clutching at his clavicle, as Harmen lets loose with a soccer kick focused on the back of Steven’s shoulders. And then he catches Stevens with his other foot with a soccer kick to the face. Harmen rushes off the far ropes, sizing up Stevens, but Jestal intercepts and flapjacks Harmen up into the air so he lands chest first onto Jestal. Harmen bounces off to the corner, clutching his ribs as Jestal dives on top of Stevens and starts letting loose with rights to Stevens’ injured shoulder.
Blackfront: Jestal really focusing on Stevens shoulder after it hit that ring post on the outside.
Ace: You see a weakness, you pounce my good man.
Jestal is pulled off by the official, and he’s none too pleased. He yells at the crowd who’s jeering him, giving Stevens enough time to push himself up to his feet with his good arm. Jestal turns to meet Scott, and receives a quick stiff punch. Stevens braces his shoulder, looking to have hurt himself more than Jestal. Stevens then hits a few punches with his non-dominant hand, but they’re strong enough to send Jestal backpeddling into the same corner Harmen currently sits in. Stevens charges with a corner clothesline, striking Jestal so he falls back in and sandwiches the Legacy champions head between Jestal’s butt and the bottom turnbuckle pad like a stinkface. Stevens hooks Jestal in a arm and head lock, before spinning and sending Jestal into the turnbuckle with an exploder suplex, so Jestal’s head and neck slams into Harmen’s exposed midsection on the way down. Mary-Lynn and the crowd audibly wince at the manuever.
Blackfront: Stevens is taking advantage here, he’s dominating this ring with his size and strength.
Ace: Yeah, but I don’t know if he got all of that suplex throw. He might have a hard time giving that extra OOMPH to his tosses with that stinger.
Stevens grabs Jestal and tosses him forward in a front roll, before rushing and hitting him with a rolling neck snap. Jestal braces his neck and falls, as Stevens recovers and proceeds to drop numerous repeated knees to Jestal’s head and neck. He focuses on using his knee brace to deliver the extra impact, and hits Jestal four times. Meanwhile, Harmen is back on the apron, pulling himself to his feet. Stevens drops the knee once, twice, three more times to Jestal with his back to Harmen. As he turns…
Blackfront: Springboard Lou The--
Ace: DOUBLE S SPINEBUSTER! What a counter. I may not like Scotty, but that spinebuster shook the ring. Let’s get this thing reinforced people!
Stevens kicks Harmen toward the edge of the ring and then pushes him out with his boots. Scott turns back to Jestal who’s recovered, and he dives in for a collar and elbow tie up. Jestal and Scott shove each other back into the ropes, but Stevens uses them to bounce back and push him to the center of the ring. The two struggle for position, as Stevens uses his strength to push Jestal clear across the ring in the collar and elbow. Jestal bounces against the ropes and spins like a dance, shoving Stevens’ back against the top. Almost like a doce-d-do, Stevens and Jestal bounce, trading advantage on the collar and elbow, until Stevens uses his strength advantage to grab Jestal by his hair and slam him back first onto the canvas. Stevens then drops a quick elbow, and then another, and a quick succession of elbows rapidly fall onto Jestal’s face. Jestal tries to cover up with each successive blow, but Stevens’ weight and strength advantage are too much to do anything but mitigate the damage. Stevens is so focused on Jestal that…
Blackfront: Jack’s back in the rin… LOCOMOTIVE!
Indeed, Jack Harmen charged toward Scott Stevens and caught him flush in the jaw with his finishing maneuver. Stevens tumbles up and over the top rope from the momentum of the blow, landing back first against the guardrail with a thud. Harmen smiles at his handy work, and then looks down to Jestal. With a quick spring to the top turnbuckle pad, Harmen turns to meet Jestal, and raises his arms in a Jimmy Snuka like double devil horn arm taunt. He steadies himself and flies, landing a picture perfect frogsplash on Jestal.
Ace: That frogsplash is four stars, at BEST.
Blackfront: He calls that the five and a half star, and he’s put away countless individuals with it, including Stevens in his debut match!
Harmen bounces off of Jestal’s frame, and then rolls forward from the momentum. With both men down on the canvas, Harmen extends his arms and legs and begins to make snow angels in the center of the ring. The crowd pops.
Blackfront: There’s the Wild Card, having a bit of fun at his opponent’s expense.
Ace: He should be capitalizing on this Blacky!
Harmen back rolls on top of Jestal and hooks the leg. Mary-Lynn counts along on the outside.
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Kickout from Jestal.
Ace: All that gloating may have cost Harmen the victory, and may cost him his Legacy championship! How can he lose it to THE Jay Harvey in his rightful, not guaranteed rematch if he loses it to the clown or the… other clown.
Blackfront: Are all three of them clowns?
Ace: They’re at least jugglers.
Blackfront: Good thing they aren’t juggalo-OH DEAR GOD! REMEMBER SCOTT STEVENS! REMEMBER THE ALAMO!
Harmen was recovering and trying to lift the larger framed Jestal to his feet, when he turned directly into a Scott Stevens superkick. Harmen is flattened on the canvas, resembling his previous snow angel like pose, but this time unconsciously. Stevens dives on top for the cover.
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Jestal is too close, breaking the pin with a lunging elbow.
Blackfront: Oh I thought he had him. Jestal with the last minute save!
Jestal reaches down and begins to claw both Stevens and Harmen’s eyes with each hand. Official Willie Anderson reprimands as Jestal lets go at four. He stares daggers up at Anderson, who takes a step back but stands his ground. Jestal then repeats the motion, gouging at both Scott and Jack’s orbital sockets. At four, he releases once more. Jestal looks down at Stevens and Harmen as the crowd jeers, before he falls and rolls out of the ring. He begins to search underneath the ring and after a few moments of scavenging, pulls out a steel chair. He raises it high to the UTA crowd, who actually cheer just a bit, before Anderson shouts at Jestal to put the chair down. Jestal does so, by placing it into the ring under the bottom rope, and slides in himself.
Ace: Well this is going to be interesting!
Blackfront: Jestal is motivated by pure blind rage Ace. I don’t know if he even cares about the Legacy title. He just wants to make both Stevens and Harmen pay.
As Jestal climbs to his feet, referee Anderson stands between Jestal and his opponents. He has both hands extended, shaking his head no to the clown prince. Mary-Lynn climbs herself onto the apron, and shouts at Jestal to stop. Jestal looks at the chair, back to Anderson, back to Harmen and Stevens who are trying to stir, and then back to Anderson. Anderson pleads with him to put the chair down or he’s going to have to disqualify him from the matchup.
Kick to the gut!
*CRACK*
Jestal lays into the back of Willie Anderson, as he screams and falls to his knees and then his face unconscious. Mary-Lynn quickly jumps off the apron to safety as Jestal glares at her. Jestal then turns to the recovering Stevens.
*CRACK*
Blackfront: Dear GOD! That’s brutal. Even though Stevens got his hands up to protect himself, I don’t think it worked.
Ace: Stevens is out cold Black. And so is our official. I don’t get this at all!
Stevens is knocked to the mat like a sack of potatoes. Jestal quickly turns his attention to Harmen, who’s using the middle ropes to get to his feet. Jestal taps the chair on the mat a few times as he waits for the champ to get to his feet. The UTA crowd cheering Jack on, trying to alert the champ to the oncoming mayhem. Jack turns…
Blackfront: Watch out Jack!
Wild swing from Jestal, but Harmen ducks! Harmen runs off the far ropes and springboards…
*CRACK*
Ace: OH HOLY MOTHER OF HOLY.
Blackfront: Harmen just went for the asai moonsault, and Jestal caught him mid-air, upside down with a chair shot to the chest! The champ’s lucky he wasn’t just decapitated!
Jestal slams the chair onto the mat, mission accomplished. He stares at both Stevens and Harmen with a quiet and sedated fury, wondering if what he’s done to them is enough vengeance for his best friend Clucky. He looks to his coat hanging on the ring post and reaches inside, pull out those traditional plastic smiling teeth he’s been carrying around with him for the past few months.
He walks over to Harmen flipping him on his back and proceeds to put a pair in his mouth. Jestal looks down at Harmen with that goofy smile now and he snickers over him for a bit and then slowly turns to the man that he promised would make smile over the last few months. He walks over to Scott and looks at the last pair of plastic teeth he has and with a big grin knees down and puts the teeth in Stevens mouth and for the first time since the lost of Clucky, Jestal laughs hysterically.
Jestal: I told you Stevens! I would make you smile!
Jestal stares out to the sea of jeering UTA fans.
Jestal: YOU ALL SMILE TOO!
Jestal looks back at Harmen then once more at Stevens. He sneers, but it turns into a cackling maniacal laugh. Jestal dusts his hands clean of the situation, and slips himself out of the ring. He backtracks up the rampway looking at the two adversaries of his as Mary-Lynn slides in to avoid Jestal and check on her mentor. Both Stevens and Harmen remain unconscious with goofy smiles across their face, shown by the overhead angle. Jestal turns to see the Tron displaying that angle to his amusement.. The clown seem content and laughs as he continues to walk up the rampway until he reaches the curtain and exits the match.
Ace: I… Wait what?
Blackfront: Jestal… no, wait what is the most appropriate response.
Ace: He’s just… leaving? He decimated everyone around ringside! I’m surprised he didn’t come over here after us!
Rushing out from the backstage area is official James Brooks, flanked by EMTs. Brooks slides into the ring and checks on his cohort Anderson, as EMT’s are there on standby. Anderson is dazed, but Brooks signals he’ll be okay, as the EMT’s slowly roll him out of the ring and help him backstage. It’s then that James Brooks slides out of the ring and over to the time keeper’s table. Brooks and Jordan mumble off screen, as Jordan nods in acknowledgement.
*DING, DING, DING*
Jordan nods to the timekeeper as James Brooks then re-enters the ring, and prepares himself.
Jordan: Ladies and gentleman, I have been informed that Jestal has been disqualified from this matchup. Therefore, per Mikey Unlikely’s orders...
There’s a quiet hush, as Stevens groggily raises his head letting the ruby lips fall as he does. Harmen sits up out of nowhere as if he just woke from a deep sleep, lips still in his mouth. His eyes wide and dazed, with a small cut on his chin, as he just spits the lips out of his mouth like they’re rancid meat.
Jordan: THIS MATCH MUST CONTINUE! One on One, Scott Stevens, Jack Harmen, for the Legacy Championship. And it starts, RIGHT NOW!
Blackfront: Are either of these guys in any condition to compete?
Ace: At least they’re equally debilitated, damaged, destroyed.
Brooks double checks on Stevens, who nods as he rises to his feet that he’s good to go. He goes to Harmen, who has Mary-Lynn by his side. MLM shakes her head no, he’s in no condition. But Harmen lets loose a sick smile and throws him a thumbs up.
*DING DING DING*
Blackfront: I guess that answers that question!
Ace: These guys have more guts than brains.
Mary-Lynn quickly slides out of the ring at the behest of Brooks. Stevens recovers, standing but needing to use the ropes in the corner to do so. He clutches his head, trying to shake the cobwebs. Harmen remains seated, his eyes glazed over. He raises two fingers in a peace sign. Stevens takes that as a challenge and charges. He goes for a soccer kick, but Harmen falls back before he can connect, and rolls toward Stevens, tripping him as he tries for the punt. Stevens falls on his face, as Harmen then backrolls onto Stevens’ back, and begins to spin and roll around on his back. Stevens fights, rolling to his stomach and then sitting up, before Harmen finally slips into in a rear half butterfly lock. Stevens shakes his head no to the submission as he slowly inches himself toward the ropes.
Blackfront: Harmen saw Jestal working on Steven’s shoulder and arm earlier, and he’s going to do what he can to take the strength advantage away from Scott.
Of course, as Blackfront concludes his thought, Stevens positions his knees under his body, and begins to push himself to his feet. Harmen keeps the butterfly lock in place, as Stevens decides to just drop him in a modified one-handed back breaker onto his knees. Harmen releases and rolls to the corner, clutching his back and twitching in pain. Stevens tries to shake the stinger from his shoulder.
Blackfront: Scott still favoring that shoulder, Harmen’s back in immense pain. Which man budges first?
Harmen backs off, arms raised asking Stevens to “WAIT! WAIT!” as Stevens stalks toward him. Harmen then shrugs, grabbing Stevens by his trunks and pulling him down so his face strikes the middle turnbuckle post. Harmen gets to his feet and measures Stevens up, rushing off the far ropes. He lifts his boot for a “car wash” side kick, but Stevens ducks out at the last second, causing Harmen to crotch himself on the ropes. Scott from behind, and deadlifts a struggling Flyer into a belly to back suplex. Harmen lands particularly brutally on the back of his head and neck as he rolls back onto his stomach. Stevens goes to Harmen’s side and deadlifts him in a gutwrench, tossing him up and over his head like he was a feather. Harmen crashes down face first on the canvas, and rolls into a nearby corner. Mary-Lynn shouts at Harmen as Stevens gets a head of steam, but Scott body splashes a recovering Harmen, squashing him in the corner. Stevens then takes Harmen out of the corner with a belly to belly suplex.
Ace: Stevens is really just tossing our Legacy champion around that ring.
Blackfront: It’s been very effective so far, and impressive.
Stevens hooks Harmen in a front face lock with his non-dominant arm, and hits a vertical suplex. He hangs on, rolls, lifts and hits another. On the third, Scott holds Harmen aloft for at least five seconds before crashing back to the mats. He rolls over for the cover.
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Harmen barely gets a shoulder up. Stevens shakes his head and lifts Harmen again, as Harmen goes for a wild right. Stevens ducks, rear waist lock into a german suplex. Stevens holds on, and Harmen shakes his head shouting “NOT AGAIN!” before Stevens hits a second german. Stevens keeps the hooks in, as Harmen struggles. He gets a quick shot on Stevens’ shoulder which breaks the hook for a moment, but Stevens re-hooks quickly and lifts Harmen. Harmen shouts “STOP! PLEA--” before Stevens hits a third German and bridges for a pin.
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Harmen barely gets a shoulder up, swatting at Stevens’ dominant and injured shoulder to break the pin. Stevens rolls to his stomach and slams a fist into the mat.
Blackfront: A bit of frustration showing from the challenger here.
Ace: He’s thrown this Lunatic around the ring like a rag doll. He’s just gotta keep doing that!
Stevens lifts Harmen off the mat, as Jack racks the eyes. Brooks reprimands him, as Harmen pushes and shoves Stevens into the far ropes. Harmen shoots him off, but Stevens holds his ground and reverses. As Harmen returns, Stevens hooks him and flapjacks him at least twelve feet into the air. As Harmen falls, Stevens hits him with a stiff european uppercut that sends a wad of spit flying another fifteen feet into the air. Stevens collapses to his knees, having used his dominant arm to strike Harmen, and may have hurt himself more than Jack. The Legacy champion tumbles like a ton a bricks as Stevens dives on top for the pin, hooking the near leg with his good arm.
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Harmen gets a shoulder up. Stevens’ eyes go wide, and he quickly mounts and starts striking the Legacy champion with closed fists. After a four count, Stevens gets up and breaks the hold. He turns toward Harmen and waits for him to get to his feet, as the Lunatic rolls to the corner and starts using the ropes to stand. Stevens charges, so Harmen bails to the outside. Stevens shakes his head in frustration, as Harmen regroups on the outside.
Blackfront: Harmen has got to change his gameplan if he’s going to win this. Discussing strategy with his tiny attorney…
Ace: Stevens shouldn’t let Harmen breath, yet alone rest. The Legacy title’s on the line!
Indeed, Scott Stevens slips out of the ring. Mary-Lynn tries to warn Harmen but they were too focused on re-strategizing. So Stevens hooks Harmen from behind and tosses him over his head, so far that Harmen lands on his face with a release german suplex on the outside mats. The crowd oohs and shudders, as Stevens raises his hands in victory. Scott grabs Harmen by his hair and lifts him to his feet. Stevens stands behind a groggy Jack and goes to shove him into the corner turnbuckle post, but Harmen slips out and uses Stevens momentum against him, sending him and that injured shoulder into the steel post.
Stevens leans up against the turnbuckle post, so Harmen takes a moment and then charges…
Blackfront: Harmen with the locomotive! He just crushed Stevens head between his finishing big boot and the steel post! Dear God that clang was sickening!
Ace: Just slide in Jack! Scott is unconscious! You can win via countout!
Jack however, doesn't listen to Ace. He begins to struggle, trying to lift the larger Stevens to his feet. Stevens is just dead weight, and it's a supreme struggle to do so. At a five count, Jack finally rolls and shoves Scott back into the ring. Harmen follows suit, diving on top for a cover.
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Foot on the ropes! The crowd pops.
Blackfront: Scott Stevens is still in this match Ace! He’s broken the pin!
Ace: That must be pure muscle memory. Stevens is still not really stirring, and Harmen’s eyes are bulging out of his socket.
Harmen runs his hands through his hair and yanks at his wild mane with both fists. He claps three times toward Brooks who holds up two fingers. The Legacy champion adjusts his right boot as he climbs to his feet. He stumbles once he gets there, and leans down trying to pull Stevens up to his feet.
Blackfront: STEVENS HOOKS THE FACELOCK, Harmen with uppercuts, quickly and frantically swatting at Steven’s dominant arm. He just broke up the Toxic Sting! Stevens stumbles off, shaking his bum arm.
Harmen charges toward Stevens, as Scott throws a wild clothesline, lunging at Jack. He whiffs, landing on his hands and knees. Jack Harmen keeps running off the far side, returning as Stevens turns from a half-standing position...
Ace: LOCOMOTIVE!
Blackfront: Right into a folded up cover! Harmen’s got both legs hooked!
One.
Two.
THREE!
Harmen breaks the pin as the crowd cheers. Jack sits up in the ring, and blinks, bug-eyed and glazed. Mary-Lynn Mayweather slips herself into the ring, holding the Legacy championship as she does. She returns it to Jack, who nods happily toward her with a childlike enthusiasm . He gives her a thumbs up, as Mary helps Jack get back to his feet. Harmen leans on Mary-Lynn’s shoulder, as he uses his free hand to raise the Legacy championship to the crowd.
Jordan: Your winner, and STILL, Legacy champion… JACK, HAAAAAAARRMMMEEEEEEENN!
Blackfront: Jack Harmen may have proved he’s got the tenacity to take a beating, to survive and somehow defeat the dominant Scott Stevens. Jestal’s earlier attacks may have cost him the championship. Without that injured shoulder, Scott may have hit Toxic Sting, and we could have had a new Legacy champion.
Ace: You can tell that to Scott when he wakes up.
Blackfront: Harmen’s obviously in pain, he’s barely able to stand here. His protege Mary-Lynn helping him celebrate as the UTA crowd cheers on the Legendary Lunatic.
Ace: And what’s up with the mad clown? He just… he ruined his shot at the Legacy title, and may have ruined his career, all over a vendetta over a CHICKEN!
Blackfront: Maybe we'll understand him one day, maybe we won't. But, Scott Stevens showed me something tonight. He has nothing to be ashamed about here Ace. He just made one fatal mistake, striking his own shoulder against that steel post. Jestal and Harmen then took advantage. It just wasn’t his night.
Harmen’s eyes roll as he stumbles. Mary-Lynn is only just able to keep Harmen standing, as Brooks slips in and helps Jack stand as well. The cameras pick up Harmen speaking to Mary-Lynn.
Mary-Lynn: You good?
Jack Harmen: I did it. (frowns) What did I do? (Looks around, squinting in pain) Why is it so bright?
Mary-Lynn looks to Brooks, as the two begin to quickly escort the Legacy champion backstage. Meanwhile, the camera cuts to Scott Stevens, who’s recovering in the ring. Stevens rubs his jaw, and lets out a deep sigh. As he uses the ropes to help stand, the UTA crowd begin to cheer and applaud him. Scott nods to the crowd, and slips out of the ring.
Blackfront: Scott Stevens may not have become Legacy champion tonight, but I think he’s earned his redemption here tonight. The UTA fans are appreciative of the effort shown here.
Ace: Maybe one day it’ll be rewarded Blackfront and it'll MEAN something, Oh… Dear God. What is this nonsense! Why are we going THERE? Someone stab my eyes out, please!
WrestleUTA Legacy Title Match
Blackfront: The Legacy championship. Most recently held by THE Jay Harvey, is one of the most prestigious championship belts in our business.
Ace: It’s a travesty we can’t see Harvey pin Lord with the title on the line!
Blackfront: Yet, it was Crimson Lord who ensured that would not happen, as he helped our new champion, and a man with a true legacy, to become Legacy champion. Jack Harmen won the title two shows ago, and has been embroiled in a strange and bizarre feud with the Mad Prince Jestal and the Hardcore Texan, Scott Stevens.
Ace: It’s about a chicken. A rubber chicken. Dubya, Tee, Eff.
Blackfront: Harmen ensured that the chicken in question would no longer be relevant, but Jestal, I’m pretty sure, he wants revenge for deep fried Clucky.
Ace: He should be focusing on his opportunity to win the Legacy title. I mean, this is a chance both men kind of fell into, thanks to that cheating Red Baron.
Blackfront: Red Baron?
Ace: Crimson Lord.
Blackfront: Stevens is on his path to redemption after going into a mad rage instigated by the prince… is tonight the day Steven’s journey involves him becoming champion? Let’s head to the ring to find out!
Jordan stands in the ring with a microphone, ready to announce the next match.
Jordan: Your next match, is scheduled for one fall, and is a three way dance for the Legacy championship! Introducing first, the first challenger...
Kefka's Theme (Zenji Remix)
The crowd lets out a chorus of boos as “The Mad Prince” steps from behind the curtain. He has a white and yellow and orange top hat on. He is wearing a orange tailcoat unbuttoned, with a pair of paint splotched suspenders over the top half of his shirtless frame. A pair of yellow and red with purple polka dots trousers. With green boots with Clucky’s picture on the side of each of the boots.
Jordan: Standing at 5’10”, weighing in at 250 pounds, the Mad Prince… JESTAAAAALLLLL!
The clown makes his way toward the ring not really in the cheerful mood he normally is upon making his grand entrance. He reaches the ring and slides under the bottom rope, showing extreme focus as he stares up the entrance rampway.
Blackfront: What must be going on through the mind of Jestal right now?
Ace: I’m gonna make an educated guess, and say… CHICKENS.
Blackfront: Are you being serious?
Ace: Actually. Yes.
The lights in the arena go pitch black, as red lasers and spotlights light up the area. The video screen lights up and flashes across the screen a Texas flag, with the words, “Texas Born. Texas Bred.” “Texas Forever. “ branded into the flag. The crowd reaction is mixed, but there are more cheers than boos.
“Hellraiser” by Motorhead
Blackfront: Stevens is getting another shot at the Legacy championship after letting it slip through his hands when he challenged THE Jay Harvey. Will this time be different? Will The Scorpion walk out as the NEW champion?
Ace: Hell no!
Blackfront: Why’s that?
Ace: Because if he couldn’t beat THE Jay Harvey what makes you think this inbred hick can beat that lunatic Jestal AND the current champion, ANOTHER Lunatic in Jack Harmen?
The cheers intensify as the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas. He stands with sturdy broad shoulders and a look of intensity.
Jordan: Introducing at this time, coming to us from the Great State of Texas, by way of Houston, Texas.
Blackfront: Stevens looking confident tonight. He may have a stoic expression on his face, but look at the eyes, they tell a different story. They say he is burning with confidence and ready to become the new Legacy champion.
Ace: He looks like he has to take a shit. (off looks) What? It could be both things!
Walking down the aisle, he fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers.
Jordan: Standing at six feet, six inches, and weighing in at two hundred and fifty-six pounds…
As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares down at his opponent.
Blackfront: Stevens is staring directly at Jestal and I’m just waiting for the blood curdling laugh from Jestal that sends shivers up my spines.
Ace: Doesn’t look you’re getting that tonight. He’s all business.
Blackfront: Well, I’m fairly sure Jestal plans on making everyone smile tonight whether they want to or not.
Jordan: This...is....SCOTTTTTTTTTTTTT STEEEEEEEEEEEVENSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!
An icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat and begins stretching out on the ropes as he awaits the arrival of the champion.
“Crazy Train” by Ozzy Osbourne
A light fog mists and surrounds the entrance rampway. As the guitar reaches its climatic introduction, Jack Harmen steps out through the fog, spreading the mist. He takes the Legacy championship off from around his waist and raises the belt high to the cheering fans. Just behind him is his Tiny Attorney, the red head protege Mary-Lynn Mayweather. She wears her traditional trademark red skirt suit, as Harmen wears his UTA “Flyin’ High” t-shirt and wrestling tights. The two quickly make their way down the rampway, slapping the fans hands on either side of the barricade.
Blackfront: Tonight, Jack Harmen makes his UTA pay per view debut. One of the more recent signees to UTA, Jack Harmen immediately made an impact by defeating Stevens in a no DQ match. He followed that up two shows later by becoming the Legacy champion.
Ace: And both times he needed help! I bet that’s why he has Mary-Lynn at ringside. So when he’s not lucky enough to face someone embroiled in a hate feud, she can help him win!
Blackfront: That’s speculation. Jack Harmen is one of the most talented individuals this sport has seen. I’m excited to see what tonight brings.
Harmen and Mary-Lynn reach the ringside area. Mary-Lynn sits on the middle rope as Harmen lets himself in. Mary-Lynn follows in by herself, not helped by her mentor. Harmen climbs up his turnbuckle on the hard camera side and raises the Legacy championship to the cheering crowd.
Jordan: And introducing last, standing in at six foot even, weighing in at 224 pounds, he is your Legacy champion, the Wildcard, Jack, Haaaaarrmeeeeeen!
Blackfront: The UTA have certainly taken a liking to the off kilter and oddness that is our Legacy champion.
Ace: We’ve got two crazies and a Stoovins, what’s a man to do in this situation with himself?
Blackfront: Strap in for the ride of your life!
Harmen drops off of the turnbuckle, tossing the Legacy championship onto his shoulder. He steps toward the center of the ring, where Stevens meets him. Jestal stays in his corner, head hung low as his arms grip the top rope behind his back, stretching. Official Willie Anderson walks up to Harmen and checks his boots and wrists, before taking the Legacy championship, and raising it skyward to the cheering UTA fans. Mary-Lynn makes her exit to ringside.
Blackfront: And here we go!
*DING DING DING*
Jestal fires himself out of his corner, spear tackling a stunned Harmen to the mat before laying into him with a flurry of rights and lefts. Stevens’ steps back shocked from the sudden surge of the Mad Clown Prince as he just watches Jestal lay into the Legacy champion. After a volley of blows, Jestal hooks Harmen up and shoots him off the ropes. Jestal drops his head, Harmen over top with a leap frog, but jumps directly into Stevens’ arms. In a fluid motion, Stevens catches Harmen and sends him over head in a belly to belly suplex. Harmen slips himself out to the outside apron as Mary-Lynn reaches him and talks strategy. Meanwhile, Jestal turns to meet Stevens. Stevens hits a charging Jestal with an inverted atomic drop, and then Scott rushes off the far side. Harmen hooks the top rope that Stevens tries to bounce off of and instead Scott tumbles up and over to the outside. Mary-Lynn screams and takes her leave to a neutral area as Stevens almost falls on top of her. As Jestal turns, clutching his groin, Harmen springboards into the ring with a Lou Thesz Press, followed by his own flurry of punches.
Blackfront: The tensions are high in this Legacy title match Ace. The champ better worry himself about not getting disqualified for those closed fists.
Ace: Or not, if he’s smart. He retains on a DQ.
Blackfront: I doubt the legacy of the lunatic would care to taint his championship reign with a first defense via DQ.
Harmen hops off of Jestal and throws his trademark devil horns into the air to cheers. He looks over his shoulder to the recovering Stevens on the outside, and charges. He springs to the top rope, and then his a flash bulb inducing shooting star press to the outside, catching Stevens as he recovers. Harmen lands on his knees and then shoots back up to his feet, as he poses for the flashing cameras. Mary-Lynn in the background cheering him on. Harmen turns back to the ring and can’t react in time as a charging Jestal catches him with a sliding baseball dropkick. Harmen flails himself into the guardrail, as Jestal turns his attention to Stevens. Jestal tries to lift Stevens to his feet but can’t muster the strength, so Jestal just takes a few steps back and runs, punting Scott square in the head. Jestal then charges toward Harmen, who’s pulling himself up by the guardrail, only to sandwich him between his knee and the steel rail. Jestal grabs Harmen’s hair and shoots him back into the ring under the bottom rope, before following in himself.
Jestal lifts Harmen and catches him with a stiff right hand. Harmen fires back with a knife edge chop. Jestal then pokes Harmen’s eyes, drawing the ire of referee Willie Anderson. Jestal grabs Harmen and irish whips him into the far corner. Jestal charges, diving for a big splash, only for Harmen to fall and roll out of the way at the last moment. Jestal clutches his chest as he turns, eating a standing roundhouse kick to the face that sends his own spit flying into the air. Harmen with a standing moonsault into a cover. Mary-Lynn counts along on the outside.
One.
Two.
Jestal with a shoulder up. Harmen spins around Jestal as Jestal turns to his stomach. Harmen locks in a front facelock, staring toward the outside of the ring where Stevens is pulling himself up by the ring apron. Harmen wrenches the headlock in further, as Stevens slides himself back into the ring. Harmen lets go of Jestal and charges, only for Stevens to cut him down with a vicious knife edge chop. Harmen clutches his beat red chest as Stevens lifts and tosses the smaller luchador into the corner. Once there, Scott starts laying into him with a bevy of knife edge chops. Each one sends Harmen’s upper body teetering on the top turnbuckle post like a see saw, only for Harmen to lean back toward the ring and eat another soul shattering chop. After three of these chops, the fourth one sends Harmen careening up and nearly out of the ring. His back bridges the top ropes in the corner, so he’s just lying back first on the turnbuckle pads. Stevens takes a few steps back, readying a charge, but it’s Jestal who sneaks in and takes the opportunity, beating Scott to the punch by just shoving Harmen off the top rope and to the outside in a tumble.
Blackfront: And Jestal is seething at this point. Remember, Harmen is the one who destroyed his beloved Clucky.
Ace: Why are you talking about deceased plastic poultry. The Legacy title is on the line Blackfront, and Jestal better keep his eyes on not just Harmen, but the prize and Stevens too!
Indeed, Stevens didn’t take kindly to Jestal interrupting his proceedings. Stevens spins Jestal and begins to lay into HIM with a barrage of knife edge chops, sending Jestal spiraling back into a neutral corner. Stevens hits three more chops, before irish whipping Jestal to the far side corner. Stevens sizes him up, and gets a running start, before…
Jestal moves, and Stevens’ slings his body through the buckle ropes and strikes the steel post with his shoulder. Stevens winces in pain and braces his right side as Jestal yanks him back upright. Jestal then hooks Steven’s arm around the top rope, locking in a rope assisted hammerlock he can only keep hold of for a four count. To break the hold, he strikes Stevens’ exposed shoulder with a tomahawk chop. Stevens shakes his shoulder trying to work out the stinger, as Jestal hooks the arm into an arm wringer, and then a hammerlock. Stevens fights to escape, but Jestal front trips Stevens down to the mat and spins around, keeping the hammerlock held as he locks in a front face lock.
Blackfront: Say what you will about the… unique style of Jestal, but he is one of the most technically sound individuals in this sport.
Ace: Koo-koo for cocoa puffs with an amateur background. It’s mind boggling.
Stevens fights to his feet but Jestal keeps the hold in. Stevens with a few shots to the gut, but Jestal just leans back and hits Stevens with a hammerlock ddt. Jestal rolls him over and pins.
One.
Two.
Harmen dives on top with a double ax handle, breaking up the pin. Harmen hooks Jestal by his head in a front facelock, and then ddt’s him to the mat, so Jestal lands with a body splash on Stevens. Harmen rolls Jestal off of Stevens and then dives on top himself, hooking the leg and placing a forearm in his face.
One.
Stevens gets a shoulder up. Harmen grabs Steven’s arm and exposes it, before dropping a leg onto the shoulder. Stevens sits up, clutching at his clavicle, as Harmen lets loose with a soccer kick focused on the back of Steven’s shoulders. And then he catches Stevens with his other foot with a soccer kick to the face. Harmen rushes off the far ropes, sizing up Stevens, but Jestal intercepts and flapjacks Harmen up into the air so he lands chest first onto Jestal. Harmen bounces off to the corner, clutching his ribs as Jestal dives on top of Stevens and starts letting loose with rights to Stevens’ injured shoulder.
Blackfront: Jestal really focusing on Stevens shoulder after it hit that ring post on the outside.
Ace: You see a weakness, you pounce my good man.
Jestal is pulled off by the official, and he’s none too pleased. He yells at the crowd who’s jeering him, giving Stevens enough time to push himself up to his feet with his good arm. Jestal turns to meet Scott, and receives a quick stiff punch. Stevens braces his shoulder, looking to have hurt himself more than Jestal. Stevens then hits a few punches with his non-dominant hand, but they’re strong enough to send Jestal backpeddling into the same corner Harmen currently sits in. Stevens charges with a corner clothesline, striking Jestal so he falls back in and sandwiches the Legacy champions head between Jestal’s butt and the bottom turnbuckle pad like a stinkface. Stevens hooks Jestal in a arm and head lock, before spinning and sending Jestal into the turnbuckle with an exploder suplex, so Jestal’s head and neck slams into Harmen’s exposed midsection on the way down. Mary-Lynn and the crowd audibly wince at the manuever.
Blackfront: Stevens is taking advantage here, he’s dominating this ring with his size and strength.
Ace: Yeah, but I don’t know if he got all of that suplex throw. He might have a hard time giving that extra OOMPH to his tosses with that stinger.
Stevens grabs Jestal and tosses him forward in a front roll, before rushing and hitting him with a rolling neck snap. Jestal braces his neck and falls, as Stevens recovers and proceeds to drop numerous repeated knees to Jestal’s head and neck. He focuses on using his knee brace to deliver the extra impact, and hits Jestal four times. Meanwhile, Harmen is back on the apron, pulling himself to his feet. Stevens drops the knee once, twice, three more times to Jestal with his back to Harmen. As he turns…
Blackfront: Springboard Lou The--
Ace: DOUBLE S SPINEBUSTER! What a counter. I may not like Scotty, but that spinebuster shook the ring. Let’s get this thing reinforced people!
Stevens kicks Harmen toward the edge of the ring and then pushes him out with his boots. Scott turns back to Jestal who’s recovered, and he dives in for a collar and elbow tie up. Jestal and Scott shove each other back into the ropes, but Stevens uses them to bounce back and push him to the center of the ring. The two struggle for position, as Stevens uses his strength to push Jestal clear across the ring in the collar and elbow. Jestal bounces against the ropes and spins like a dance, shoving Stevens’ back against the top. Almost like a doce-d-do, Stevens and Jestal bounce, trading advantage on the collar and elbow, until Stevens uses his strength advantage to grab Jestal by his hair and slam him back first onto the canvas. Stevens then drops a quick elbow, and then another, and a quick succession of elbows rapidly fall onto Jestal’s face. Jestal tries to cover up with each successive blow, but Stevens’ weight and strength advantage are too much to do anything but mitigate the damage. Stevens is so focused on Jestal that…
Blackfront: Jack’s back in the rin… LOCOMOTIVE!
Indeed, Jack Harmen charged toward Scott Stevens and caught him flush in the jaw with his finishing maneuver. Stevens tumbles up and over the top rope from the momentum of the blow, landing back first against the guardrail with a thud. Harmen smiles at his handy work, and then looks down to Jestal. With a quick spring to the top turnbuckle pad, Harmen turns to meet Jestal, and raises his arms in a Jimmy Snuka like double devil horn arm taunt. He steadies himself and flies, landing a picture perfect frogsplash on Jestal.
Ace: That frogsplash is four stars, at BEST.
Blackfront: He calls that the five and a half star, and he’s put away countless individuals with it, including Stevens in his debut match!
Harmen bounces off of Jestal’s frame, and then rolls forward from the momentum. With both men down on the canvas, Harmen extends his arms and legs and begins to make snow angels in the center of the ring. The crowd pops.
Blackfront: There’s the Wild Card, having a bit of fun at his opponent’s expense.
Ace: He should be capitalizing on this Blacky!
Harmen back rolls on top of Jestal and hooks the leg. Mary-Lynn counts along on the outside.
One.
Two.
Kickout from Jestal.
Ace: All that gloating may have cost Harmen the victory, and may cost him his Legacy championship! How can he lose it to THE Jay Harvey in his rightful, not guaranteed rematch if he loses it to the clown or the… other clown.
Blackfront: Are all three of them clowns?
Ace: They’re at least jugglers.
Blackfront: Good thing they aren’t juggalo-OH DEAR GOD! REMEMBER SCOTT STEVENS! REMEMBER THE ALAMO!
Harmen was recovering and trying to lift the larger framed Jestal to his feet, when he turned directly into a Scott Stevens superkick. Harmen is flattened on the canvas, resembling his previous snow angel like pose, but this time unconsciously. Stevens dives on top for the cover.
One.
Two.
Jestal is too close, breaking the pin with a lunging elbow.
Blackfront: Oh I thought he had him. Jestal with the last minute save!
Jestal reaches down and begins to claw both Stevens and Harmen’s eyes with each hand. Official Willie Anderson reprimands as Jestal lets go at four. He stares daggers up at Anderson, who takes a step back but stands his ground. Jestal then repeats the motion, gouging at both Scott and Jack’s orbital sockets. At four, he releases once more. Jestal looks down at Stevens and Harmen as the crowd jeers, before he falls and rolls out of the ring. He begins to search underneath the ring and after a few moments of scavenging, pulls out a steel chair. He raises it high to the UTA crowd, who actually cheer just a bit, before Anderson shouts at Jestal to put the chair down. Jestal does so, by placing it into the ring under the bottom rope, and slides in himself.
Ace: Well this is going to be interesting!
Blackfront: Jestal is motivated by pure blind rage Ace. I don’t know if he even cares about the Legacy title. He just wants to make both Stevens and Harmen pay.
As Jestal climbs to his feet, referee Anderson stands between Jestal and his opponents. He has both hands extended, shaking his head no to the clown prince. Mary-Lynn climbs herself onto the apron, and shouts at Jestal to stop. Jestal looks at the chair, back to Anderson, back to Harmen and Stevens who are trying to stir, and then back to Anderson. Anderson pleads with him to put the chair down or he’s going to have to disqualify him from the matchup.
Kick to the gut!
*CRACK*
Jestal lays into the back of Willie Anderson, as he screams and falls to his knees and then his face unconscious. Mary-Lynn quickly jumps off the apron to safety as Jestal glares at her. Jestal then turns to the recovering Stevens.
*CRACK*
Blackfront: Dear GOD! That’s brutal. Even though Stevens got his hands up to protect himself, I don’t think it worked.
Ace: Stevens is out cold Black. And so is our official. I don’t get this at all!
Stevens is knocked to the mat like a sack of potatoes. Jestal quickly turns his attention to Harmen, who’s using the middle ropes to get to his feet. Jestal taps the chair on the mat a few times as he waits for the champ to get to his feet. The UTA crowd cheering Jack on, trying to alert the champ to the oncoming mayhem. Jack turns…
Blackfront: Watch out Jack!
Wild swing from Jestal, but Harmen ducks! Harmen runs off the far ropes and springboards…
*CRACK*
Ace: OH HOLY MOTHER OF HOLY.
Blackfront: Harmen just went for the asai moonsault, and Jestal caught him mid-air, upside down with a chair shot to the chest! The champ’s lucky he wasn’t just decapitated!
Jestal slams the chair onto the mat, mission accomplished. He stares at both Stevens and Harmen with a quiet and sedated fury, wondering if what he’s done to them is enough vengeance for his best friend Clucky. He looks to his coat hanging on the ring post and reaches inside, pull out those traditional plastic smiling teeth he’s been carrying around with him for the past few months.
He walks over to Harmen flipping him on his back and proceeds to put a pair in his mouth. Jestal looks down at Harmen with that goofy smile now and he snickers over him for a bit and then slowly turns to the man that he promised would make smile over the last few months. He walks over to Scott and looks at the last pair of plastic teeth he has and with a big grin knees down and puts the teeth in Stevens mouth and for the first time since the lost of Clucky, Jestal laughs hysterically.
Jestal: I told you Stevens! I would make you smile!
Jestal stares out to the sea of jeering UTA fans.
Jestal: YOU ALL SMILE TOO!
Jestal looks back at Harmen then once more at Stevens. He sneers, but it turns into a cackling maniacal laugh. Jestal dusts his hands clean of the situation, and slips himself out of the ring. He backtracks up the rampway looking at the two adversaries of his as Mary-Lynn slides in to avoid Jestal and check on her mentor. Both Stevens and Harmen remain unconscious with goofy smiles across their face, shown by the overhead angle. Jestal turns to see the Tron displaying that angle to his amusement.. The clown seem content and laughs as he continues to walk up the rampway until he reaches the curtain and exits the match.
Ace: I… Wait what?
Blackfront: Jestal… no, wait what is the most appropriate response.
Ace: He’s just… leaving? He decimated everyone around ringside! I’m surprised he didn’t come over here after us!
Rushing out from the backstage area is official James Brooks, flanked by EMTs. Brooks slides into the ring and checks on his cohort Anderson, as EMT’s are there on standby. Anderson is dazed, but Brooks signals he’ll be okay, as the EMT’s slowly roll him out of the ring and help him backstage. It’s then that James Brooks slides out of the ring and over to the time keeper’s table. Brooks and Jordan mumble off screen, as Jordan nods in acknowledgement.
*DING, DING, DING*
Jordan nods to the timekeeper as James Brooks then re-enters the ring, and prepares himself.
Jordan: Ladies and gentleman, I have been informed that Jestal has been disqualified from this matchup. Therefore, per Mikey Unlikely’s orders...
There’s a quiet hush, as Stevens groggily raises his head letting the ruby lips fall as he does. Harmen sits up out of nowhere as if he just woke from a deep sleep, lips still in his mouth. His eyes wide and dazed, with a small cut on his chin, as he just spits the lips out of his mouth like they’re rancid meat.
Jordan: THIS MATCH MUST CONTINUE! One on One, Scott Stevens, Jack Harmen, for the Legacy Championship. And it starts, RIGHT NOW!
Blackfront: Are either of these guys in any condition to compete?
Ace: At least they’re equally debilitated, damaged, destroyed.
Brooks double checks on Stevens, who nods as he rises to his feet that he’s good to go. He goes to Harmen, who has Mary-Lynn by his side. MLM shakes her head no, he’s in no condition. But Harmen lets loose a sick smile and throws him a thumbs up.
*DING DING DING*
Blackfront: I guess that answers that question!
Ace: These guys have more guts than brains.
Mary-Lynn quickly slides out of the ring at the behest of Brooks. Stevens recovers, standing but needing to use the ropes in the corner to do so. He clutches his head, trying to shake the cobwebs. Harmen remains seated, his eyes glazed over. He raises two fingers in a peace sign. Stevens takes that as a challenge and charges. He goes for a soccer kick, but Harmen falls back before he can connect, and rolls toward Stevens, tripping him as he tries for the punt. Stevens falls on his face, as Harmen then backrolls onto Stevens’ back, and begins to spin and roll around on his back. Stevens fights, rolling to his stomach and then sitting up, before Harmen finally slips into in a rear half butterfly lock. Stevens shakes his head no to the submission as he slowly inches himself toward the ropes.
Blackfront: Harmen saw Jestal working on Steven’s shoulder and arm earlier, and he’s going to do what he can to take the strength advantage away from Scott.
Of course, as Blackfront concludes his thought, Stevens positions his knees under his body, and begins to push himself to his feet. Harmen keeps the butterfly lock in place, as Stevens decides to just drop him in a modified one-handed back breaker onto his knees. Harmen releases and rolls to the corner, clutching his back and twitching in pain. Stevens tries to shake the stinger from his shoulder.
Blackfront: Scott still favoring that shoulder, Harmen’s back in immense pain. Which man budges first?
Harmen backs off, arms raised asking Stevens to “WAIT! WAIT!” as Stevens stalks toward him. Harmen then shrugs, grabbing Stevens by his trunks and pulling him down so his face strikes the middle turnbuckle post. Harmen gets to his feet and measures Stevens up, rushing off the far ropes. He lifts his boot for a “car wash” side kick, but Stevens ducks out at the last second, causing Harmen to crotch himself on the ropes. Scott from behind, and deadlifts a struggling Flyer into a belly to back suplex. Harmen lands particularly brutally on the back of his head and neck as he rolls back onto his stomach. Stevens goes to Harmen’s side and deadlifts him in a gutwrench, tossing him up and over his head like he was a feather. Harmen crashes down face first on the canvas, and rolls into a nearby corner. Mary-Lynn shouts at Harmen as Stevens gets a head of steam, but Scott body splashes a recovering Harmen, squashing him in the corner. Stevens then takes Harmen out of the corner with a belly to belly suplex.
Ace: Stevens is really just tossing our Legacy champion around that ring.
Blackfront: It’s been very effective so far, and impressive.
Stevens hooks Harmen in a front face lock with his non-dominant arm, and hits a vertical suplex. He hangs on, rolls, lifts and hits another. On the third, Scott holds Harmen aloft for at least five seconds before crashing back to the mats. He rolls over for the cover.
One.
Two.
Harmen barely gets a shoulder up. Stevens shakes his head and lifts Harmen again, as Harmen goes for a wild right. Stevens ducks, rear waist lock into a german suplex. Stevens holds on, and Harmen shakes his head shouting “NOT AGAIN!” before Stevens hits a second german. Stevens keeps the hooks in, as Harmen struggles. He gets a quick shot on Stevens’ shoulder which breaks the hook for a moment, but Stevens re-hooks quickly and lifts Harmen. Harmen shouts “STOP! PLEA--” before Stevens hits a third German and bridges for a pin.
One.
Two.
Harmen barely gets a shoulder up, swatting at Stevens’ dominant and injured shoulder to break the pin. Stevens rolls to his stomach and slams a fist into the mat.
Blackfront: A bit of frustration showing from the challenger here.
Ace: He’s thrown this Lunatic around the ring like a rag doll. He’s just gotta keep doing that!
Stevens lifts Harmen off the mat, as Jack racks the eyes. Brooks reprimands him, as Harmen pushes and shoves Stevens into the far ropes. Harmen shoots him off, but Stevens holds his ground and reverses. As Harmen returns, Stevens hooks him and flapjacks him at least twelve feet into the air. As Harmen falls, Stevens hits him with a stiff european uppercut that sends a wad of spit flying another fifteen feet into the air. Stevens collapses to his knees, having used his dominant arm to strike Harmen, and may have hurt himself more than Jack. The Legacy champion tumbles like a ton a bricks as Stevens dives on top for the pin, hooking the near leg with his good arm.
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Harmen gets a shoulder up. Stevens’ eyes go wide, and he quickly mounts and starts striking the Legacy champion with closed fists. After a four count, Stevens gets up and breaks the hold. He turns toward Harmen and waits for him to get to his feet, as the Lunatic rolls to the corner and starts using the ropes to stand. Stevens charges, so Harmen bails to the outside. Stevens shakes his head in frustration, as Harmen regroups on the outside.
Blackfront: Harmen has got to change his gameplan if he’s going to win this. Discussing strategy with his tiny attorney…
Ace: Stevens shouldn’t let Harmen breath, yet alone rest. The Legacy title’s on the line!
Indeed, Scott Stevens slips out of the ring. Mary-Lynn tries to warn Harmen but they were too focused on re-strategizing. So Stevens hooks Harmen from behind and tosses him over his head, so far that Harmen lands on his face with a release german suplex on the outside mats. The crowd oohs and shudders, as Stevens raises his hands in victory. Scott grabs Harmen by his hair and lifts him to his feet. Stevens stands behind a groggy Jack and goes to shove him into the corner turnbuckle post, but Harmen slips out and uses Stevens momentum against him, sending him and that injured shoulder into the steel post.
Stevens leans up against the turnbuckle post, so Harmen takes a moment and then charges…
Blackfront: Harmen with the locomotive! He just crushed Stevens head between his finishing big boot and the steel post! Dear God that clang was sickening!
Ace: Just slide in Jack! Scott is unconscious! You can win via countout!
Jack however, doesn't listen to Ace. He begins to struggle, trying to lift the larger Stevens to his feet. Stevens is just dead weight, and it's a supreme struggle to do so. At a five count, Jack finally rolls and shoves Scott back into the ring. Harmen follows suit, diving on top for a cover.
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Foot on the ropes! The crowd pops.
Blackfront: Scott Stevens is still in this match Ace! He’s broken the pin!
Ace: That must be pure muscle memory. Stevens is still not really stirring, and Harmen’s eyes are bulging out of his socket.
Harmen runs his hands through his hair and yanks at his wild mane with both fists. He claps three times toward Brooks who holds up two fingers. The Legacy champion adjusts his right boot as he climbs to his feet. He stumbles once he gets there, and leans down trying to pull Stevens up to his feet.
Blackfront: STEVENS HOOKS THE FACELOCK, Harmen with uppercuts, quickly and frantically swatting at Steven’s dominant arm. He just broke up the Toxic Sting! Stevens stumbles off, shaking his bum arm.
Harmen charges toward Stevens, as Scott throws a wild clothesline, lunging at Jack. He whiffs, landing on his hands and knees. Jack Harmen keeps running off the far side, returning as Stevens turns from a half-standing position...
Ace: LOCOMOTIVE!
Blackfront: Right into a folded up cover! Harmen’s got both legs hooked!
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Harmen breaks the pin as the crowd cheers. Jack sits up in the ring, and blinks, bug-eyed and glazed. Mary-Lynn Mayweather slips herself into the ring, holding the Legacy championship as she does. She returns it to Jack, who nods happily toward her with a childlike enthusiasm . He gives her a thumbs up, as Mary helps Jack get back to his feet. Harmen leans on Mary-Lynn’s shoulder, as he uses his free hand to raise the Legacy championship to the crowd.
Jordan: Your winner, and STILL, Legacy champion… JACK, HAAAAAAARRMMMEEEEEEENN!
Blackfront: Jack Harmen may have proved he’s got the tenacity to take a beating, to survive and somehow defeat the dominant Scott Stevens. Jestal’s earlier attacks may have cost him the championship. Without that injured shoulder, Scott may have hit Toxic Sting, and we could have had a new Legacy champion.
Ace: You can tell that to Scott when he wakes up.
Blackfront: Harmen’s obviously in pain, he’s barely able to stand here. His protege Mary-Lynn helping him celebrate as the UTA crowd cheers on the Legendary Lunatic.
Ace: And what’s up with the mad clown? He just… he ruined his shot at the Legacy title, and may have ruined his career, all over a vendetta over a CHICKEN!
Blackfront: Maybe we'll understand him one day, maybe we won't. But, Scott Stevens showed me something tonight. He has nothing to be ashamed about here Ace. He just made one fatal mistake, striking his own shoulder against that steel post. Jestal and Harmen then took advantage. It just wasn’t his night.
Harmen’s eyes roll as he stumbles. Mary-Lynn is only just able to keep Harmen standing, as Brooks slips in and helps Jack stand as well. The cameras pick up Harmen speaking to Mary-Lynn.
Mary-Lynn: You good?
Jack Harmen: I did it. (frowns) What did I do? (Looks around, squinting in pain) Why is it so bright?
Mary-Lynn looks to Brooks, as the two begin to quickly escort the Legacy champion backstage. Meanwhile, the camera cuts to Scott Stevens, who’s recovering in the ring. Stevens rubs his jaw, and lets out a deep sigh. As he uses the ropes to help stand, the UTA crowd begin to cheer and applaud him. Scott nods to the crowd, and slips out of the ring.
Blackfront: Scott Stevens may not have become Legacy champion tonight, but I think he’s earned his redemption here tonight. The UTA fans are appreciative of the effort shown here.
Ace: Maybe one day it’ll be rewarded Blackfront and it'll MEAN something, Oh… Dear God. What is this nonsense! Why are we going THERE? Someone stab my eyes out, please!