Post by Jman2k3 on Dec 31, 2018 7:25:25 GMT
REAPER CO. © VS. KENDRIX & SCOTT STEVENS
DDK:
What a night it’s been so far for the DEFIANCE faithful and now, we’re just moments away from our DEFIANCE tag team titles match up between the champs, Reaper Co defending their titles against Kendrix and honorary Bruv, Scott Stevens!
Angus::
Keebs, there is literally no honour in being a Bruv. Stevens just downgraded his already low levels of Angus respect.
♫ “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 an official, JFK t-shirt along with his trademark JFK green and gold ring tights with green boots, the Hollywood Bruv holds both hands high above his head, index fingers pointing to the sky before turning to face the arena with that trademark smirk before making his way towards the ring.
Darren Quimbey:
Making his way to the ring, weighing in at two hundred and eighteen pounds and standing at six feet, two inches tall...JESSE FREDERICKS KENDRIIIIXXXX!
Jesse hops down from the turnbuckle, having rudely waved his closed fist at his less than adoring welcome from the DEFIANCE faithful, and turns to face and point towards the entrance way.
♫ “Hellraiser” by Motorhead ♫
The slow bellow of the guitar hits and the boos that filled the arena quickly turn into jeers of pure hatred as a spotlight slowly illuminates a staircase. A group of security wearing #FUCKDEFIANCE t-shirts make their way down the stairs and Scott Stevens appears at the top. Stevens appears focus and like a champion and the t-shirt says it all, “The Real Fist of DEFIANCE Champion!” on the front and, “Stevens = 1 Cayle = 0!” on the back. As Stevens makes his way down the steps soda and food are thrown his way, but Stevens doesn’t lose his focus as the garbage hits him as he continues to tell the faithful how he is the true DEFIANCE Wrestling champion and about to become a double champion.
Darren Quimbey:
… aaaand his partner! From The Great State of Texas, weighing in at 256 pounds…SCOTT! STEEEEEEEVEEEEEEEENS!
The bell rings.
Quimbey’s mic cuts out just as the lights go completely out. The usual routine of the Faithful lighting up the arena commences with cell phones being the only source of illumination in the ring. About thirty seconds pass and the lights come back on to The DEFIANCE Tag Team Champions, standing in the middle of the ring, belts around their waists. Reaper Prime and Reaper Green stand tall as Kendrix and Stevens back off, slowly out of the ring as the ref retrieves the Tag Titles off of the champs.
DDK:
The Champs yet again decide to skip the usual entrance via music, and elect for the more awkward approach.
Angus::
These guys have got to play the game. Now that their champs, they should at least have some entrance music.
The ref implores the challengers to get back into the ring so he can start the match, instead, Kendrix whispers something inaudible to Stevens. Scott walks slowly to the other side of the ring as Kendrix smiles at the Kebal who haven’t moved a muscle in the centre of the ring, just eerily staring back at the Hollywood Bruv. Jesse, blows a kiss Reaper Prime’s way before holding his hands above his head and clapping them together twice in quick succession.
Angus::
What the, again?!
DDK:
The lights are out once more, there’s something going on in the ring for sure but we can’t see anything.
The camera phones go off around the arena, there’s certainly some movement in the ring but it’s not clear. What is clear though is the sound of hard steel crashing twice against flesh.
Angus::
That didn’t sound too healthy, Keebs.
The lights hit to reveal both Reapers sprawled out cold in the middle of the canvas, Scott Stevens holding his ribs but stumbling gingerly back up to his feet and Jesse Fredericks Kendrix with steel chair in hand and a pair of night vision goggles over his eyes. The ref tries to get in his face and demands Jesse hands the chair and goggles to him, but Stevens gets in between the two and menacingly marches the ref to the corner.
DDK:
I don’t believe this. Looks like Stevens acted as bait and Kendrix, using night vision goggles, has taken the tag team champions out before the match has even started!
Angus::
Fucking Mcfuckass Junior!
Having retrieved a mic from ringside, Jesse stands in the middle of the ring and looks at the ref in the corner.
Kendrix::
What? You like my new giant bug eye shades, ref?!
Stevens laughs in the refs face as Kendrix looks out to the crowd and brings the mic back up.
Kendrix::
Listen, yeah?!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jesse laughs off the expected reaction, obvs!
Kendrix::
Reaper Prime, Reaper Curry Korma Dude….
Angus::
Curry Korma?!
Kuroyama begins to stir slowly on the mat but he’s instantly met with a chair shot to the back from JFK.
DDK:
My God, did you hear that impact?! That chair’s bent!
Throwing the chair down to the mat, Kendrix removes the mic from the top of his pants and addresses the crowd once more.
Kendrix::
Now, JFK knows you guys all paid good money to be here tonight. JFK knows you came to see the same old tired stick of Reaper Co, the Cable guys, Jessica, Reaper Prime and the Reaper Rainbow club do the whole lights on lights off thing, to distract and cheat Scott Stevens and JFK in their quest to become Tag Team Champions here tonight...
The crowd finally cheer for something that JFK has said. Jesse, looks out at them with a less than impressed look on his face before rolling his eyes and dismissing their cheers.
Kendrix::
...but unfortunately for them and every single one of you...JFK knows that the lighting guy in this building is a horrendously underpaid individual...I mean, JFK knew Eric Dane was tight, but seriously, how can anybody turn lights on and off in this day and age and live on a measly five figure annual salary?
He shakes his head in mock disappointment.
Kendrix::
Tut tut Eric. So JFK got talking to Jerry the lighting guy.
DDK:
Jerry?
Angus::
His names definitely not Jerry, Keebs.
Kendrix::
And it turns out that this whole time, Reaper Co have been paying Jerry in hotdogs to turn the lights on and off for them whenever they please. So, JFK took it upon himself to bribe Jerry for one night only...the best bribe that money can buy...Jerry is now the proud owner of a whole pile of Mikey Money!
BOOOOOOOO!
Jesse notices Reaper Prime begin to stir, puts the mic at the top of his pants, shakes his head, and swings the chair down hard on her back.
Angus::
Jesus, that’s gotta hurt!
Kendrix::
That’s right, Mikey Money beats hot dogs, OBVS!
A large section of the crowd chant back “Totally Obvs”
Angus::
God, people are actually chanting that stupid catchphrase now?!
Jesse looks momentarily impressed by the reaction, but that’s quickly shook off and turns into familiar disdain.
Kendrix::
Scotty, let mr referee here do his job. Ring the bell, bruv! Let’s get this match underway!
The ref looks at the mess in the middle of the ring, both Reapers, hardly moving. However, he reluctantly signals to the timekeeper after Jesse removes his goggles, chucks the chair out of the ring and Stevens removes Kerry Kuryama out under the bottom rope.
DING DING DING!
DDK:
This is ridiculous, this match can’t go ahead.
Angus::
It is Keebs. Stevens is in his corner and that Hollywood McFuckass junior is making the most disrespectfl pin.
With his foot planted on Prime’s chest, Kendrix shouts at the reluctant ref to get on with his job.
ONE
TWO
THREE…
The crowd erupts!
DDK:
NO, PRIME GOT THE SHOULDER UP!
The camera focuses on Kendrix, his mouth open wide in shock. Stevens slams his fist against the turnbuckle in frustration.
DDK:
SHE KICKED OUT?!?!?!? MY GOD REAPER PRIME KICKED OUT!.
Angus::
Reapers aren’t going to be easy to defeat.
As Kendrix gets up and gets into the official’s face saying how it should have been a three count, Everyone’s favorite Texan, Scott Stevens, takes advantage of the situation and slithers into the ring and drills Reaper Prime in the face with a running knee covered with a metal brace.
Angus::
REF! WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?
DDK:
Stevens with the Don’t Mess with Texas running knee and Reaper Prime could be concussed.
Angus::
No shit Sherlock! He did crack her skull with that metal brace around his knee! He should be disqualified!
DDK:
Can’t disqualify what you don’t see.
Angus::
You on the Mikey Money payroll now?!?!?
Once the damage has been done, Kendrix turns around and acts shocked as Reaper Prime is still on the ground and slowly makes his way over to Stevens and tags the Texan in drawing hatred from the faithful. Stevens helps Kendrix to pick up Reaper Prime before hitting the ropes to deliver the nail in the coffin.
DDK:
A-List! Stevens and Kendrix deliver their version of the Hollywood Bruvs’ finisher and that has to be it.
Instead of going for the pin, Stevens has a devilish smile on his face as he makes his way to Reaper Prime’s legs.
DDK:
What is Stevens doing?
Angus::
Dropping dead I hope.
Stevens puts his left leg through before crossing Prime’s leg and turning her onto her stomach.
DDK:
Stevens adding insult to injury as he locks in the Arachnophobia.
The official checks on the unconscious Prime and has no choice but to call for the bell, and once the bell sounds the two wrestlers from UTAH begin to celebrate in over the top fashion it makes the faithful and everyone watching wanting to puke.
Darren Quimbey:
Here are your winners… aaaand NEW! DEFIANCE WRESTLING TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! JESSE FREDERICKS KENDRIIIIXXXX! AND…SCOTT! STEEEEEEEVEEEEEEEENS!
Kendrix does his best Rocky impression as he climbs the turnbuckle and shouts out towards the filth in the audience.
Kendrix::
Yo Mikey! I did it Bruv!
Stevens, on the other hand, yanks his newly won tag title from the ref and makes his way to the nearest camera and has a few choice words for a certain individual.
Scott Stevens::
Hi Cayle.
Stevens says with a wave.
Scott Stevens::
Don’t you wish you were a double champion like me Cayle?
Stevens asks as he holds up his newly won championship.
Scott Stevens::
See you soon Cayle.
Stevens says with a bye wave before continuing his victory celebration with Kendrix.
DDK:
Well ladies and gentlemen we have new Tag Team Champions unfortunately.
Angus::
I think I’m going to throw up. These two were obnoxious before and now they’ll be even more deplorable.