Post by Jman2k3 on Nov 20, 2017 6:00:52 GMT
Kendrix v Scott Stevens
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 opening guitar riffs and Hellraiser by Motorhead begins to play throughout the PA system.
Blackfront: Scott Stevens made it into the second round by seeing off the former UTA Women’s Champion, MVC. But how will he fair against, despite their protestations, Mikey Unlikely’s clear favourite in Kendrix to win the WreslteUTA World Title.
Ace: What?! Mikey Unlikely doesn’t have favourites! You saw him fine Kendrix last week!
Roberts: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall! Coming to the ring first…
The cheers intensify as the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas.
Roberts: The former UTA Wildfire Champion…
Walking down the aisle, Stevens smiles and plays to the crowd, who have a mixed reaction for the man.
Roberts: Standing at 6’6”, and weighing in at 256lbs…
As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and waits for his opponent
Roberts: SCOTTTTTTTTTTT! STEEEEEEEVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNSSSSSSS!
An icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions.
Blackfront: Stevens has been a champion everywhere he’s been, a win here puts him one step closer to achieving his dream of becoming WrestleUTA World Champion.
♫ “Let ‘Em Come” by Scroobius Pip ♫
The lights go out in the arena before flashing black and white fills the centre of the stage, immediately bringing Kendrix into view with his back facing the ring wearing the latest #JFK t-shirt and trademark JFK green and gold ring tights with green boots.
Ace: Here we go Jason, business has picked up!
As the track's marching style drumming picks up pace he rotates his neck twice to stretch it out before slicking his hair back with both hands. Returning his arms down back to his sides he ever so slightly turns his body over to the left. The camera zooms in up close as he tilts his head to peer over his left shoulder, sporting his Armani sponsored Bug Eye shades as well as a smug smirk on his face.
Blackfront: There he is ladies and gents, the self proclaimed Future of this company, Mikey Unlikely’s bestest buddy in the whole word…
Ace: What are you insinuating here, Jason?
Blackfront: Those are Kendrix’s words, Tommy!
Roberts: And his opponent. Making his way to the ring, hailing from London, England. Weighing in at 218lbs…
Having made his way to the ring, Kendrix tells the ref to keep Stevens in his corner before hopping onto the second turnbuckle, furthest from the ramp.
Roberts: This is…… KEEEEEENDRRRRIIIIIIIIIXXXXXXXX
Having bumped his fist to his chest before holding his arms out wide by his side Kendrix twists around down to the mat, hopping from one foot to the other, meeting his opponent in the middle of the ring, smirking right in front him, but Stevens doesn’t move an inch. The ref breaks up the pair, who trade verbals with each other, before signaling for the bell.
Ding Ding Ding
Both men circle each other before going in for the tie up. Kendrix grabbing Stevens in a headlock before the latter shoves JFK towards the ropes. Back JFK comes, ducking the clothesline attempt from Stevens through the other side and back, hopping over the grounded Stevens to the other side. Stevens hunches his body over, looking for the up and over but Kendrix stops short and delivers a kick to the gut. Lifting Stevens torso back upright Jesse delivers knife edge chops to the chest...
WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
...forcing the 2nd generation star back to the ropes before Irish whipping him to the other side. Kendrix swings at the return but Stevens maneuvers himself well, ducking the attempt and simultaneously hitting Kendrix with a neck breaker.
Stevens takes a moment to regain his composure before making his way over to the downed Kendrix and begins raining down right hands. Kendrix tries to avoid the punishment but the Texan continues the barrage. JFK is stunned with a sudden left hand before Scott hauls him up to his feet by the throat. A devilish smile forms across Stevens’ face before sending Kendrix overhead with a suplex. Stevens doesn’t allow JFK to catch his bearings, as soon as he sits up he’s immediately knocked back onto the mat from a running dropkick. Stevens continues his attack with a jumping knee onto the chest of Kendrix using his metal knee brace to add the exclamation point as Kendrix grasps for air. Stevens hears the roar of the crowd and yells it’s over as he places Kendrix between his legs looking for his patent Spike Piledriver.
Kendrix pushes Stevens back and rolls out of the ring in desperation, bringing a halt to the larger Stevens’ dominance so far, and signaling back at the Ref for a time out. As the count begins, Kendrix is hot on his heels as The Scorpion exits the ring and gives chase. JFK rolls back in the ring on the opposite side and clobbers Stevens’ on the back of the head upon his return. Further knee drops to the back of the head by Kendrix as Stevens covers up into a seated position in the corner, unfortunately for him he’s met by a barrage of stomps to the gut by Jesse, who delivers a disrespectful slap to the face.
Kendrix: GO AWAY STEVENS!!!!
Making his way to the opposite turnbuckle, Kendrix runs towards his seated foe looking to hit his knee to Stevens’ temple but Scott manages to drop toe hold Kendrix face first into the bottom turnbuckle.
Stevens sees his opportunity, runs the ropes and delivers Don’t Mess With Texas to the back of Kendrix’s head. Turns Jesse over Stevens stomps a mud hole into his chest, lifts Kendrix up and begins to light his chest up like a Christmas tree with a series of chops.
WOOOOOOOOOOO!
Stevens whips Kendrix across the ring delivering a Texas size lariat in the corner. The onslaught forces Kendrix into a seated position in the corner, trying to figure out the license of the truck that hit him. The Scorpion stalks his prey waiting to inject his venomous sting as Kendrix slowly stumbles out of the corner but the bruv is able to avoid it with a simple rake of the eyes.
Kendrix not only gets himself a stern telling off by the Ref, but more importantly, time...to deliver a back elbow to Stevens’ jaw. JFK follows his Irish whip to the opposite turnbuckle, seeing Stevens bounce back off it hard, he bounces off the ropes delivering a bulldog, planting Scott’s face straight into the matt, simultaneously locking in the Kendrix Kross! The ref joins the two on the deck, asking Stevens if he’s had enough. The Scorpion raises his hand, drops it slightly, but holds on. Kendrix arches the crossface back further but the heavier Stevens manages to drag himself closer to the ropes on one hand! He reaches out but misses the bottom rope. He raises it again, the ref asks him once more but with one final push he makes the bottom rope!
Kendrix holds on until the count of four before breaking the hold and is straight into the ref’s face, walking him over to the corner, certain that he made his opponent tap but the ref stands up for himself shoving Kendrix away and pointing to his WrestleUTA ref’s badge. Jesse looks like he’s about to take a swing but manages to keep his composure, however, by the time he turns his attention back around, his launches himself up and delivers the TOXIC STING OUTTA NOWHERE!
Kendrix is out for the count but so is an exhausted Stevens, both men side by side with their backs on the mat. The ref begins his count but first signs of life are from Stevens who manages to roll an arm across JFK’s chest.
ONNNEEE
TWWOOOO
THHHRRE
KICKOUT!
Kendrix got the shoulder up just in time. Stevens looks up at the Ref with a look of disbelief in his eyes. The Ref points two fingers back at him before arching his thumb and index finger within touching distance, signifying how close it was. Stevens sits up and shakes his head back at the ref as Kendrix crawls to the corner. The crowd is right behind The Scorpion here as he looks out to them, clenching his fists by his side and pumping them outwards, the intent in his eyes returns. Up to his feet, he charges at Kendrix, but JFK sidesteps him and uses Scott’s own momentum to guide him shoulder first into the unforgiving ringpost. Stevens staggers out of the corner clutching his shoulder and straight into the BELLEND!
JFK hooks the leg,
ONNNEEE!!!!
Blackfront: Kendrix’s feet are on the ropes!
TWOOOOO!!!!!
Ace: Ref hasn’t seen it!
THRREEEEE!!!!
DING DING DING!
♫ “Let ‘Em Come” by Scroobius Pip ♫
Roberts: The winner of this match by pinfall...JAAAYYY EFFFF KAAYYYY….KEEEENNNDDDRRIIIXXXX!!!!
Ace: YUUUSSSSSSSS!!!! Oh Happy Day!!!
Blackfront: That’s all we’ve got time for tonight on Hulu. Kendrix advances to the Semi-Finals of the tournament but he does so, once again, in controversial circumstances.
Kendrix sits on the mat, looking up at the Ref and out at the crowd, affording himself a chuckle, before the picture fades out on him with a huge grin on his face.
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 opening guitar riffs and Hellraiser by Motorhead begins to play throughout the PA system.
Blackfront: Scott Stevens made it into the second round by seeing off the former UTA Women’s Champion, MVC. But how will he fair against, despite their protestations, Mikey Unlikely’s clear favourite in Kendrix to win the WreslteUTA World Title.
Ace: What?! Mikey Unlikely doesn’t have favourites! You saw him fine Kendrix last week!
Roberts: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall! Coming to the ring first…
The cheers intensify as the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas.
Roberts: The former UTA Wildfire Champion…
Walking down the aisle, Stevens smiles and plays to the crowd, who have a mixed reaction for the man.
Roberts: Standing at 6’6”, and weighing in at 256lbs…
As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and waits for his opponent
Roberts: SCOTTTTTTTTTTT! STEEEEEEEVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNSSSSSSS!
An icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions.
Blackfront: Stevens has been a champion everywhere he’s been, a win here puts him one step closer to achieving his dream of becoming WrestleUTA World Champion.
♫ “Let ‘Em Come” by Scroobius Pip ♫
The lights go out in the arena before flashing black and white fills the centre of the stage, immediately bringing Kendrix into view with his back facing the ring wearing the latest #JFK t-shirt and trademark JFK green and gold ring tights with green boots.
Ace: Here we go Jason, business has picked up!
As the track's marching style drumming picks up pace he rotates his neck twice to stretch it out before slicking his hair back with both hands. Returning his arms down back to his sides he ever so slightly turns his body over to the left. The camera zooms in up close as he tilts his head to peer over his left shoulder, sporting his Armani sponsored Bug Eye shades as well as a smug smirk on his face.
Blackfront: There he is ladies and gents, the self proclaimed Future of this company, Mikey Unlikely’s bestest buddy in the whole word…
Ace: What are you insinuating here, Jason?
Blackfront: Those are Kendrix’s words, Tommy!
Roberts: And his opponent. Making his way to the ring, hailing from London, England. Weighing in at 218lbs…
Having made his way to the ring, Kendrix tells the ref to keep Stevens in his corner before hopping onto the second turnbuckle, furthest from the ramp.
Roberts: This is…… KEEEEEENDRRRRIIIIIIIIIXXXXXXXX
Having bumped his fist to his chest before holding his arms out wide by his side Kendrix twists around down to the mat, hopping from one foot to the other, meeting his opponent in the middle of the ring, smirking right in front him, but Stevens doesn’t move an inch. The ref breaks up the pair, who trade verbals with each other, before signaling for the bell.
Ding Ding Ding
Both men circle each other before going in for the tie up. Kendrix grabbing Stevens in a headlock before the latter shoves JFK towards the ropes. Back JFK comes, ducking the clothesline attempt from Stevens through the other side and back, hopping over the grounded Stevens to the other side. Stevens hunches his body over, looking for the up and over but Kendrix stops short and delivers a kick to the gut. Lifting Stevens torso back upright Jesse delivers knife edge chops to the chest...
WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
...forcing the 2nd generation star back to the ropes before Irish whipping him to the other side. Kendrix swings at the return but Stevens maneuvers himself well, ducking the attempt and simultaneously hitting Kendrix with a neck breaker.
Stevens takes a moment to regain his composure before making his way over to the downed Kendrix and begins raining down right hands. Kendrix tries to avoid the punishment but the Texan continues the barrage. JFK is stunned with a sudden left hand before Scott hauls him up to his feet by the throat. A devilish smile forms across Stevens’ face before sending Kendrix overhead with a suplex. Stevens doesn’t allow JFK to catch his bearings, as soon as he sits up he’s immediately knocked back onto the mat from a running dropkick. Stevens continues his attack with a jumping knee onto the chest of Kendrix using his metal knee brace to add the exclamation point as Kendrix grasps for air. Stevens hears the roar of the crowd and yells it’s over as he places Kendrix between his legs looking for his patent Spike Piledriver.
Kendrix pushes Stevens back and rolls out of the ring in desperation, bringing a halt to the larger Stevens’ dominance so far, and signaling back at the Ref for a time out. As the count begins, Kendrix is hot on his heels as The Scorpion exits the ring and gives chase. JFK rolls back in the ring on the opposite side and clobbers Stevens’ on the back of the head upon his return. Further knee drops to the back of the head by Kendrix as Stevens covers up into a seated position in the corner, unfortunately for him he’s met by a barrage of stomps to the gut by Jesse, who delivers a disrespectful slap to the face.
Kendrix: GO AWAY STEVENS!!!!
Making his way to the opposite turnbuckle, Kendrix runs towards his seated foe looking to hit his knee to Stevens’ temple but Scott manages to drop toe hold Kendrix face first into the bottom turnbuckle.
Stevens sees his opportunity, runs the ropes and delivers Don’t Mess With Texas to the back of Kendrix’s head. Turns Jesse over Stevens stomps a mud hole into his chest, lifts Kendrix up and begins to light his chest up like a Christmas tree with a series of chops.
WOOOOOOOOOOO!
Stevens whips Kendrix across the ring delivering a Texas size lariat in the corner. The onslaught forces Kendrix into a seated position in the corner, trying to figure out the license of the truck that hit him. The Scorpion stalks his prey waiting to inject his venomous sting as Kendrix slowly stumbles out of the corner but the bruv is able to avoid it with a simple rake of the eyes.
Kendrix not only gets himself a stern telling off by the Ref, but more importantly, time...to deliver a back elbow to Stevens’ jaw. JFK follows his Irish whip to the opposite turnbuckle, seeing Stevens bounce back off it hard, he bounces off the ropes delivering a bulldog, planting Scott’s face straight into the matt, simultaneously locking in the Kendrix Kross! The ref joins the two on the deck, asking Stevens if he’s had enough. The Scorpion raises his hand, drops it slightly, but holds on. Kendrix arches the crossface back further but the heavier Stevens manages to drag himself closer to the ropes on one hand! He reaches out but misses the bottom rope. He raises it again, the ref asks him once more but with one final push he makes the bottom rope!
Kendrix holds on until the count of four before breaking the hold and is straight into the ref’s face, walking him over to the corner, certain that he made his opponent tap but the ref stands up for himself shoving Kendrix away and pointing to his WrestleUTA ref’s badge. Jesse looks like he’s about to take a swing but manages to keep his composure, however, by the time he turns his attention back around, his launches himself up and delivers the TOXIC STING OUTTA NOWHERE!
Kendrix is out for the count but so is an exhausted Stevens, both men side by side with their backs on the mat. The ref begins his count but first signs of life are from Stevens who manages to roll an arm across JFK’s chest.
ONNNEEE
TWWOOOO
THHHRRE
KICKOUT!
Kendrix got the shoulder up just in time. Stevens looks up at the Ref with a look of disbelief in his eyes. The Ref points two fingers back at him before arching his thumb and index finger within touching distance, signifying how close it was. Stevens sits up and shakes his head back at the ref as Kendrix crawls to the corner. The crowd is right behind The Scorpion here as he looks out to them, clenching his fists by his side and pumping them outwards, the intent in his eyes returns. Up to his feet, he charges at Kendrix, but JFK sidesteps him and uses Scott’s own momentum to guide him shoulder first into the unforgiving ringpost. Stevens staggers out of the corner clutching his shoulder and straight into the BELLEND!
JFK hooks the leg,
ONNNEEE!!!!
Blackfront: Kendrix’s feet are on the ropes!
TWOOOOO!!!!!
Ace: Ref hasn’t seen it!
THRREEEEE!!!!
DING DING DING!
♫ “Let ‘Em Come” by Scroobius Pip ♫
Roberts: The winner of this match by pinfall...JAAAYYY EFFFF KAAYYYY….KEEEENNNDDDRRIIIXXXX!!!!
Ace: YUUUSSSSSSSS!!!! Oh Happy Day!!!
Blackfront: That’s all we’ve got time for tonight on Hulu. Kendrix advances to the Semi-Finals of the tournament but he does so, once again, in controversial circumstances.
Kendrix sits on the mat, looking up at the Ref and out at the crowd, affording himself a chuckle, before the picture fades out on him with a huge grin on his face.