Post by Jman2k3 on Jul 31, 2019 6:10:32 GMT
Smith: And we're back!
Hood: Have you regained your senses?
Smith: Hood, I'm not going to sit here and agree that Alice put those owlies up to that. It was heinous and violent...Alice has never been heinous, nor violent.
Hood: She's not who you think she is, Smith. That's all I'm going to say about that.
Smith: Whatever. Well fans, it's time for our next match. Six weeks ago at Not Safe For Work, Scott Stevens debuted, choking Lurrr out. Two weeks ago Lurrr cost Stevens a match against Great Scott. Tonight, they do battle in a Texas Barbed Wire Mathc. Let's head down to ringside.
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Texas Barbed Wire Match
Lurrr (7-3) vs. Scott Stevens (2-1)
~The North Korean crowd remains calm, in control. They are busy partaking in uniformed chants and cheers. We have no idea what they are chanting…but we’re pretty sure it’s a string of words making up phrases designed to praise their beloved country. Belvedere stands in the ring, looking at the group of influential North Koreans. His back is turned to the fans. The giant OCWTron hanging above the influential spectators focuses in on Belvedere, giving a weird visual. His back is facing the fans while a giant image of his front stares them down. Belvedere clears his throat. The fans cease their chanting. They notice the barbed wire which has magically replaced the ropes in between matches. That can mean only one thing…~
Belvedere: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a Texas Barbed Wire Match and it is scheduled for one fall!!! Introducing first…
~The translator does his job, turning Belvedere’s golden words into North Korean speak. The fans cheer in their practiced, organized manner. "God Was Never On Your Side" by Motorhead hits! The fans ‘oohh’ and make other interested noises while awaiting the entrance of Scott Stevens. Our POV is above the ring, staring down on Belvedere. In the background we see a big, mean man emerge from the building perpendicular to the ring. He marches down the steps. Fans reach out, trying to touch him. He shrugs them off in a angry but not-too angry manner. He marches down the available space before taking a sharp, ninety-degree turn and heading toward the ring. The empty space with which he has to walk is mobbed by cameramen. They hurry around, getting photos of Stevens. The former HOW Champion remains laser focused on the ring, working his shoulders back and forth. He’s sporting a wife beater, jeans, and athletic tape covering his arm from the elbow, to the hand. His heavy steps pound against unforgiving concrete before reaching the several feet of ‘protective’ covering surrounding the ring. Stevens, about to enter the ring, looks up and sees Belvedere casually motion to his left. Stevens turns, heading right, looking quite unhappy. He stands in front of the ring, staring up at the influential members of the audience~
Belvedere: From Houston, Texas…standing 6’6 and weighing in at 256lbs…he is a former HOW Champion…he is Scott Stevens!!!
~Stevens takes a quick bow, showing the forced respect for the people in charge of this event. He then turns and looks up at the barbed wire surrounding the ring. Carefully, he steps onto the apron before working his way into the ring without catching any barbed wire. The thousands of North Koreans in attendance clap for Stevens~
Smith: Scott Stevens looks ready.
Hood: Two fuckers from Houston having to fly all the way out to North Korea to wrestle.
Smith: Classic OCW
Hood: You think Lurrr is going to bow to the ‘leaders’ of North Korea?
Smith: I don’t think he has a choice, Hood.
Belvedere: And, his opponent…
~That bit of Korean that we’ve come to theorize means ‘cheer’ pops up on the OCWTron. The North Koreans in attendance clap and cheer in a very organized fashion as the opening chords to Lurrr’s infamous theme song begin to fill the Pyongyang air~
GUESS WHO'S BACK
Smith: These fans are about to hear some unique music…to their culture, anyway.
Hood: As if they even know what this song means.
~Lurrr emerges from the same building. He hustles down the steps. He’s sporting a cowboy hat, an AGGIE football jersey (#12) and a pair of jeans. His arms are taped in the same manner as Stevens. Fans reach out, trying to touch the ICON. It appears a few might actually know who the hell he is…that or they’ve seen his face on promotional material. Regardless, Lurrr ignores the fans, keeping his eyes on the ground in front of him…his eyes are in a trance of focus~
I used to be broke, confused..no joke
Got used, smoked dope, paid dues
Refused to give up quick,
Now theres 10 million motherfuckers on my dick
~Lurrr takes the ninety degree turns and heads down the wide, clear path, toward the ring. His eyes turn up, locating Stevens in the ring. Scott Stevens is bouncing around, staying loose. His eyes find Lurrr’s…the two Texans engage in a long distance staredown. Lurrr pauses, coming to a stop several yards from the ring~
~From Houston, Texas... he is a three-time OCW Champion and an OCW Hall of Famer...the original ICON of OCW... he is LURRR!!!
Smith: A tense moment between two individuals who just flat out don’t like one another.
Hood: Two former World Champions. Two native Texans.
Smith: Indeed. Stevens choked Lurrr out at Not Safe For Work. Lurrr cost Stevens his first defeat two weeks ago at Massacre. These two are ready to tear one another apart…
~Lurrr suddenly takes off, sprinting toward the ring. Stevens bounces around, fists up…he’s ready! Belvedere hurries out of the ring, trying to get out before Lurrr and Stevens go at it. He manages to slip through without his suit getting caught on any wiring. Lurrr slides into the ring!! Stevens greets him with heavy, right footed kicks. The bell rings!! The fans cheer the unexpected violence. Kim Jong Un looks at Welsh, perturbed. Welsh motions that everything is okay, perhaps explaining the bad blood. A translator helps get the message across. KJU doesn’t appear thrilled, but he seems to accept the explanation~
Smith: Lurrr did not BEND THE KNEE
Hood: Or bow
Smith: I just had to use that phrase from one of my totes favorite shows.
Hood: Hopefully he doesn’t find himself detained at the airport for foregoing the BOW.
Smith: I doubt, given the magnitude of this event, that will happen, Hood.
~Lurrr fights to his feet, absorbing the blows. Stevens is forced to switch from stomps to punches due to Lurrr’s ascension. Lurrr gets to his feet, he fights through a flurry of right hands, blocking the latest. He responds with a right hand of his own. Stevens throws a right hand. Lurrr responds…it’s a back and forth brawl. Lurrr’s hat flies off, landing on the mat. Stevens switches things up with a boot to the gut. Lurrr doubles over. Stevens tries to whip Lurrr into the ‘ropes’. Lurrr, like a stubborn mule, digs in, refusing to get whipped. Stevens charges forward with a short arm clothesline. Lurrr ducks!! Stevens staggers forward, nearly hitting the barbed wire. He spins around, quickly. Lurrr throws THE WAKE UP CALL! Stevens catches Lurrr’s foot and throws it to the side. This leads to a standoff with both men standing, fists clenched, ready to go~
Smith: Stevens had the upper had initially but Lurrr’s adrenaline and overall belligerent nature refused to be beat down.
Hood: Stevens has got to be seething, man. That Great Scott loss…holy shit.
Smith: This is the type of match where a competitor could take out copious amounts of frustration.
Hood: Yea, I’m curious to see who hits the barbed wire first.
Smith: Both competitors flirted with it, just now. But, fortunately, they were able to avoid a painful encounter with the barbed wire ropes.
~Lurrr lowers his fists and begins to pace around the ring, circling Stevens. Stevens, like a caged animal, is ready to strike at the first open opportunity. Lurrr jabs steps. Stevens bites. Lurrr takes advantage, grabbing Stevens arm and pinning it up against Stevens back. Stevens promptly drops to one knee, hooking Lurrr’s head and bringing him over with a snapmare. Lurrr lands, hard, in a seated position. Stevens slams a knee into the back of Lurrr’s head! Lurrr’s body snaps back, he reaches for his head, holding it in pain. Stevens, back on his feet, leaps into the air and drives a knee into Lurrr’s face! Lurrr rolls over, protecting his face. Stevens takes Lurrr’s back and locks in a Cobra Clutch. Lurrr winces in pain…his instincts tell him to reach for the ropes…but with them being barbed wire, he pulls back, attempting to figure out a different way out of the painful submission~
Smith: Some damaging, vicious, precise strikes from Stevens.
Hood: Lurrr is feeling the sting!
Smith: Stevens isn’t going to play nice tonight…not that he ever would, but I feel we’re going to get a very angry, a very violent Stevens.
Hood: Yea, Lurrr costing him that match against Great Scott has no doubt fucked with his psyche the past two weeks.
~Stevens doesn’t wait for Lurrr to break free or pass out…he continues to take matters into his own hands. He dives forward, headbutting Lurrr in the back of the head. He repeats the process over and over and over until Lurrr is face down, on the mat – apparently unconscious. The North Korean fans are in awe at the violence. Stevens stands up, a trickle of blood leaking out from the peak of his hairline. He turns and heads toward the side of the ring~
Smith: Scott Stevens may have knocked Lurrr unconscious!
Hood: You’d think he’d go for the pin…
Smith: As you said, he’s eyeing more than a quick victory. He wants to make the ICON suffer over what took place two weeks ago.
Hood: Hell hath no fury like a man pinned by Great Scott.
~Stevens carefully outmaneuvers the nefarious clutches of the dangerous wire. He hops outside and drops to his knees, digging underneath the ring. He promptly emerges with WIRE CUTTERS. The North Koreans ‘oohhh’. Stevens heads to one side of the ring…he begins to severe all three layers of barbed wire from the ring post. Once finishes, he heads to the other side where he does the same~
Smith: What’s he doing?
Hood: Performing a sensible task. You can’t get stuck with barbed wire if there isn’t any barbed wire!
Smith: Yea, but he’d have to do this on all four sides…each side is connected separately – unlike ring ropes.
Hood: Stevens is a patient man, Smith.
Smith: That’s fine…but I doubt Lurrr’s current state is as patient.
~Stevens yanks the three strands of barbed wire loose, completely freeing up one side of the ring. He checks on Lurrr…we see Lurrr starting to stir, slowly. Stevens drops the wire cutters and rolls into the ring. He pops to his feet and snares Lurrr by the hair…he promptly drops Lurrr with a DDT. Lurrr is down, motionless once more. Stevens pops to his feet and spots Lurrr’s hat. He plucks it from the mat and places it atop his head…we hear some BOOOS from the more educated fans recognizing mockery. Stevens does an exaggerated walk toward the barren side of the ring before hopping to the outside. He rips the hat off, tosses it down and stomps on it, flattening the cranium accoutrement into unrecognizable status. He returns to work on the barbed wire~
Smith: Stevens in total control. He seems very at ease.
Hood: This dude really likes to take his time.
Smith: To be fair, he does seem to have Lurrr under his thumb.
Hood: Is he wearing gloves?
Smith: What?
Hood: Well, I mean if you’re going to put your thumb on someone while committing a violent crime…you should probably wear gloves.
~Our POV shifts to get a better look at what Stevens is doing. We see a steel chair wrapped in barbed wire. He’s placing the finishing touches on a giant wrench, used to help put the ring together…it, too, is hugged with barbed wire. And, for the final strand, he uses it to wrap around his right fist. Once finished, he holds his fist into the air, garnering more ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’ from the dumbstruck North Korean crowd. He hops into the ring with only his fist. Lurrr is trying to push up to his knees~
Smith: Stevens has taken Lurrr’s stipulation and made it his own!
Hood: Rumor has it Scott Stevens ran a lemonade stand as a child.
Smith: Your point?
Hood: He’s been doing this for years!
~Stevens brings his right fist crashing down. Lurrr rolls away!! The fist bites into the mat. Lurrr, on his stomach, sees the barbed wire fist…it doesn’t take long to realize what Stevens was trying. He pops to his knees. Stevens rips his fist free. Lurrr is on his feet. Stevens throws a heavy, barbed wire hand at Lurrr. Lurrr ducks and grabs Stevens by the head, dropping him with a neckbreaker. Lurrr pops back to his feet. Stevens sells the neck for just a second before hurrying back to his. Lurrr has his leg ready for THE WAKE UP CALL! Stevens drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring, to the side with NO ROPES. Lurrr, seeing the lack of barbed wire, takes off and dives into the air. Stevens turns around, Lurrr hooks him by the head and drops him with a Tornado DDT. Stevens hits hard, holding his head and neck in pain~
Smith: Tremendous athleticism shown by Lurrr! He’s still got some spring in those legs!
Hood: You saying you like his legs?
Smith: I’m not saying that at all.
Hood: Stop looking at his legs, Smith.
~Lurrr grabs Stevens right hand and rips the barbed wire off. He throws it to the side, looking down at the man and saying “Sick son of a bitch.” He grabs Stevens by the hair and slams his face into the ground, trying to bruise the man’s brain. But, Stevens is a big, TEXAN…he’s got a thick ass skull. Lurrr, also being a TEXAN, realizes that this is a true, not false trait. So, he pulls Stevens up and throws him back into the ring. He stops, eying the two weapons Stevens put together. He shivers and says, “Pervert.”~
Smith: Lurrr doesn’t seem to be a fan of Stevens.
Hood: He’s not alone.
Smith: It’s a good thing he saw those weapons…now he knows what to look out for.
Hood: It took seeing those things for him to realize you need to AVOID BARBED WIRE. If that’s the case, guy needs to retire.
~Lurrr slides into the ring. Stevens is on one knee, he realizes his barbed wire has been stolen. This angers him. He rises and turns around, throwing a punch Lurrr’s way. Lurrr ducks it…Stevens spins around and eats THE WAKE UP CALL!! He goes stiff. Lurrr makes the cover…Scruff slides in~
1!
2!
NO!!!
Smith: WHAT?!
Hood: Stevens kicked out of The Wake Up Call!
Smith: It took three to put him down against Great Scott…perhaps he’s…somewhat immune to the move.
Hood: Lurrr had better hope not…that’s his only finisher!
~Lurrr doesn’t appear too happy. He gets to his feet and looks around at the ring…it’s clear he might not have chosen the best stipulation. He goes to grab Stevens, but sees that the man is already back to his feet. Lurrr’s eyes widen like “holy shit.” He throws another WAKE UP CALL but Stevens catches the leg. He throws the leg to the side and grabs Lurrr by the arm, whipping him toward the bare side of the ring. Lurrr stops before running out of the ring. He turns around only to be BOOTED in the face by Stevens!! Lurrr flies out of the ring and lands hard on the outside~
Smith: Well, that hurt.
Hood: These guys like Dane and Stevens…
Smith: Dane might slap you for putting him in the same category as Stevens.
Hood: I’m just saying! These new guys entering into the company are bigger, stronger than some we’ve seen as of late. It takes more to put them down.
~Stevens steps out of the ring. Lurrr is down, holding the back of his head. Stevens looks around and snares…the WRENCH. It, as we all know, is wrapped in barbed wire. Stevens turns toward Lurrr. He swings the wrench down at the Original ICON. Lurrr moves!! The wrench, like his fist, bites into the mat. Lurrr crawls up the steps to get away. Stevens rips the wrench free and takes another swing…it SHRIEKS against the steel steps, missing Lurrr once more. Lurrr dives into the ring (the opened portion. Stevens gives chase with his weapon~
Smith: Man, Stevens really wants to hurt Lurrr with some barbed wire.
Hood: Yea, and Lurrr picked the stipulation.
Smith: Do you think it was some type of reverse psychology?
Hood: I…don’t know?
~Stevens hops onto the apron and walks into the ring. Lurrr is on one knee…Stevens takes a swipe with the wrench. Lurrr tucks and rolls…he kips up and smacks Stevens with THE WAKE UP CALL!!! The wrench goes flying out of the ring. Stevens goes stiff and hits the mat. Lurrr makes the cover~
1!
2!
3…NO!
Smith: He kicked out AGAIN?
Hood: Yep.
Smith: Has anybody kicked out of two Wake Up Calls?
Hood: Maybe Andy Murray?
Smith: Well, of course Andy Murray. I was speaking about anyone OTHER than Andy Murray.
~Lurrr looks over at Scruff, shocked. He holds up three fingers. Scruff does the DREADED peace sign. Lurrr slaps the mat, angry. He looks down at Stevens, who is already getting back up. “Mother fucker,” he says. Lurrr pops to his feet…he sighs, there’s only one move on his mind. Stevens reaches his feet and Lurrr throws another WAKE UP CALL! Stevens ducks and runs into the ropes. He comes to a stop. Lurrr spins around and charges forward to push Stevens into the barbed wire…but Stevens delivers a back elbow, smacking Lurrr in the chops~
Smith: Lurrr might have lost some teeth there.
Hood: Guy’s losing his hair…now teeth…next thing you know he’ll be living in Alice Knight’s RV.
Smith: You act like that’s a terrible place to live.
Hood: Last guy to bunk up with her was diagnosed with the bubonic plague three days later.
~Lurrr is bend over, holding his mouth. Stevens grabs Lurrr’s head for an Implant DDT. Lurrr shoves him off. Stevens charges forward, taking Lurrr down with a lariat. Lurrr pops back up and drunkenly walks toward Stevens. Stevens turns around, hooks Lurrr and drops him with a Northern Lights Suplex! He ignores bridging into a pin, instead, sliding, belly first, out of the ring~
Smith: Why is he sliding like that?!
Hood: Sneaky, Smith. The man has been sneaking up on people…that’s how he got Lurrr’s hair.
Smith: Yes, and then he burned it.
Hood: A sacrifice to the wrestling gods, Smith. To lift the curse that has plagued him.
~Stevens finds the barbed wire wrapped steel chair. His FINAL weapon. He taps it against the apron and throws his head back, sucking in some of the North Korean air. This…this is the one that will end the match. He rolls into the ring, careful to not DARWIN himself with the weapon. Stevens stands…Lurrr is struggling to his feet, feeling the STING of Stevens’ heavy hitting offense. The depression of being unable to keep the man down with TWO Wake Up Calls might be weighing him down, as well. Stevens is ready with the chair. Lurrr turns to face him…Stevens takes a HOME RUN swing, like Yordan Alvarez. Lurrr ducks. The chair slams into some of the barbed wire surrounding the ring, getting caught. Lurrr pivots and goes after Stevens…Stevens throws a mule kick, drilling Lurrr in the gut. He rips his chair free~
Smith: Stevens is determined to punish Lurrr with some barbed wire.
Hood: Maybe too determined.
Smith: I just realized…nobody has TOUCHED the barbed wire yet.
Hood: This is very unlike OCW.
~Stevens throws the chair down and grabs Lurrr by the head, looking to hit a cutter onto the chair!! Lurrr, spotting the chair beneath him, shoves Stevens away. Stevens turns around and eats a THIRD WAKE UP CALL!! Lurrr dives on top for the pin~
1!
2!
3…
NO!
Smith: WHAT?!
Hood: Okay, it’s official, Scott Stevens cannot be pinned via the Wake Up Call
Smith: If true, what a terrible match up for Lurrr!
~Lurrr rolls over, hands on his forehead. He’s PISSED. Stevens…a somewhat bionic fellow, starts to sit up. Lurrr sits up as well, looking over at his opponent. Is this man human? Is he a robot? Does he have emotion? What the fuck is going on? Why won’t this guy stay the fuck down?!~
Smith: I don’t think Lurrr has ever faced someone like Scott Stevens.
Hood: That’s pretty fucking obvious.
Smith: I mean…what does he do?
Hood: You’re asking the wrong guy…I don’t want to try to figure Stevens out.
~Lurrr gets to his feet, beating Stevens. He’s got his leg loaded, ready for a fourth Wake Up Call. Stevens is on his feet…he sees Lurrr and reaches for him. Lurrr throws THE WAKE UP CALL…but Stevens ducks! While ducking, Stevens GRABS THE CHAIR IN BARBED WIRE. He spins around with the chair only to get SMASHED with a fourth WAKE UP CALL!! The kick CRUSHES the barbed wire chair into Scott’s face!!! Stevens falls to the mat! Lurrr jumps on top of him!! Scruff slides in~
1!
2!
3!!!!
~The bell rings~
Belvedere: Here is your winner…LURRR!!!!!
Smith: Lurrr did it! He finally kept Stevens down!
Hood: All it took was a steel chair superkicked into his face.
Smith: The first and only time the barbed wire came into play. Great win for Lurrr!
Hood: Yep, Stevens fucked him up at NSFW. Tonight, Lurrr got his revenge.
Smith: Indeed.
Hood: Have you regained your senses?
Smith: Hood, I'm not going to sit here and agree that Alice put those owlies up to that. It was heinous and violent...Alice has never been heinous, nor violent.
Hood: She's not who you think she is, Smith. That's all I'm going to say about that.
Smith: Whatever. Well fans, it's time for our next match. Six weeks ago at Not Safe For Work, Scott Stevens debuted, choking Lurrr out. Two weeks ago Lurrr cost Stevens a match against Great Scott. Tonight, they do battle in a Texas Barbed Wire Mathc. Let's head down to ringside.
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Texas Barbed Wire Match
Lurrr (7-3) vs. Scott Stevens (2-1)
~The North Korean crowd remains calm, in control. They are busy partaking in uniformed chants and cheers. We have no idea what they are chanting…but we’re pretty sure it’s a string of words making up phrases designed to praise their beloved country. Belvedere stands in the ring, looking at the group of influential North Koreans. His back is turned to the fans. The giant OCWTron hanging above the influential spectators focuses in on Belvedere, giving a weird visual. His back is facing the fans while a giant image of his front stares them down. Belvedere clears his throat. The fans cease their chanting. They notice the barbed wire which has magically replaced the ropes in between matches. That can mean only one thing…~
Belvedere: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a Texas Barbed Wire Match and it is scheduled for one fall!!! Introducing first…
~The translator does his job, turning Belvedere’s golden words into North Korean speak. The fans cheer in their practiced, organized manner. "God Was Never On Your Side" by Motorhead hits! The fans ‘oohh’ and make other interested noises while awaiting the entrance of Scott Stevens. Our POV is above the ring, staring down on Belvedere. In the background we see a big, mean man emerge from the building perpendicular to the ring. He marches down the steps. Fans reach out, trying to touch him. He shrugs them off in a angry but not-too angry manner. He marches down the available space before taking a sharp, ninety-degree turn and heading toward the ring. The empty space with which he has to walk is mobbed by cameramen. They hurry around, getting photos of Stevens. The former HOW Champion remains laser focused on the ring, working his shoulders back and forth. He’s sporting a wife beater, jeans, and athletic tape covering his arm from the elbow, to the hand. His heavy steps pound against unforgiving concrete before reaching the several feet of ‘protective’ covering surrounding the ring. Stevens, about to enter the ring, looks up and sees Belvedere casually motion to his left. Stevens turns, heading right, looking quite unhappy. He stands in front of the ring, staring up at the influential members of the audience~
Belvedere: From Houston, Texas…standing 6’6 and weighing in at 256lbs…he is a former HOW Champion…he is Scott Stevens!!!
~Stevens takes a quick bow, showing the forced respect for the people in charge of this event. He then turns and looks up at the barbed wire surrounding the ring. Carefully, he steps onto the apron before working his way into the ring without catching any barbed wire. The thousands of North Koreans in attendance clap for Stevens~
Smith: Scott Stevens looks ready.
Hood: Two fuckers from Houston having to fly all the way out to North Korea to wrestle.
Smith: Classic OCW
Hood: You think Lurrr is going to bow to the ‘leaders’ of North Korea?
Smith: I don’t think he has a choice, Hood.
Belvedere: And, his opponent…
~That bit of Korean that we’ve come to theorize means ‘cheer’ pops up on the OCWTron. The North Koreans in attendance clap and cheer in a very organized fashion as the opening chords to Lurrr’s infamous theme song begin to fill the Pyongyang air~
GUESS WHO'S BACK
Smith: These fans are about to hear some unique music…to their culture, anyway.
Hood: As if they even know what this song means.
~Lurrr emerges from the same building. He hustles down the steps. He’s sporting a cowboy hat, an AGGIE football jersey (#12) and a pair of jeans. His arms are taped in the same manner as Stevens. Fans reach out, trying to touch the ICON. It appears a few might actually know who the hell he is…that or they’ve seen his face on promotional material. Regardless, Lurrr ignores the fans, keeping his eyes on the ground in front of him…his eyes are in a trance of focus~
I used to be broke, confused..no joke
Got used, smoked dope, paid dues
Refused to give up quick,
Now theres 10 million motherfuckers on my dick
~Lurrr takes the ninety degree turns and heads down the wide, clear path, toward the ring. His eyes turn up, locating Stevens in the ring. Scott Stevens is bouncing around, staying loose. His eyes find Lurrr’s…the two Texans engage in a long distance staredown. Lurrr pauses, coming to a stop several yards from the ring~
~From Houston, Texas... he is a three-time OCW Champion and an OCW Hall of Famer...the original ICON of OCW... he is LURRR!!!
Smith: A tense moment between two individuals who just flat out don’t like one another.
Hood: Two former World Champions. Two native Texans.
Smith: Indeed. Stevens choked Lurrr out at Not Safe For Work. Lurrr cost Stevens his first defeat two weeks ago at Massacre. These two are ready to tear one another apart…
~Lurrr suddenly takes off, sprinting toward the ring. Stevens bounces around, fists up…he’s ready! Belvedere hurries out of the ring, trying to get out before Lurrr and Stevens go at it. He manages to slip through without his suit getting caught on any wiring. Lurrr slides into the ring!! Stevens greets him with heavy, right footed kicks. The bell rings!! The fans cheer the unexpected violence. Kim Jong Un looks at Welsh, perturbed. Welsh motions that everything is okay, perhaps explaining the bad blood. A translator helps get the message across. KJU doesn’t appear thrilled, but he seems to accept the explanation~
Smith: Lurrr did not BEND THE KNEE
Hood: Or bow
Smith: I just had to use that phrase from one of my totes favorite shows.
Hood: Hopefully he doesn’t find himself detained at the airport for foregoing the BOW.
Smith: I doubt, given the magnitude of this event, that will happen, Hood.
~Lurrr fights to his feet, absorbing the blows. Stevens is forced to switch from stomps to punches due to Lurrr’s ascension. Lurrr gets to his feet, he fights through a flurry of right hands, blocking the latest. He responds with a right hand of his own. Stevens throws a right hand. Lurrr responds…it’s a back and forth brawl. Lurrr’s hat flies off, landing on the mat. Stevens switches things up with a boot to the gut. Lurrr doubles over. Stevens tries to whip Lurrr into the ‘ropes’. Lurrr, like a stubborn mule, digs in, refusing to get whipped. Stevens charges forward with a short arm clothesline. Lurrr ducks!! Stevens staggers forward, nearly hitting the barbed wire. He spins around, quickly. Lurrr throws THE WAKE UP CALL! Stevens catches Lurrr’s foot and throws it to the side. This leads to a standoff with both men standing, fists clenched, ready to go~
Smith: Stevens had the upper had initially but Lurrr’s adrenaline and overall belligerent nature refused to be beat down.
Hood: Stevens has got to be seething, man. That Great Scott loss…holy shit.
Smith: This is the type of match where a competitor could take out copious amounts of frustration.
Hood: Yea, I’m curious to see who hits the barbed wire first.
Smith: Both competitors flirted with it, just now. But, fortunately, they were able to avoid a painful encounter with the barbed wire ropes.
~Lurrr lowers his fists and begins to pace around the ring, circling Stevens. Stevens, like a caged animal, is ready to strike at the first open opportunity. Lurrr jabs steps. Stevens bites. Lurrr takes advantage, grabbing Stevens arm and pinning it up against Stevens back. Stevens promptly drops to one knee, hooking Lurrr’s head and bringing him over with a snapmare. Lurrr lands, hard, in a seated position. Stevens slams a knee into the back of Lurrr’s head! Lurrr’s body snaps back, he reaches for his head, holding it in pain. Stevens, back on his feet, leaps into the air and drives a knee into Lurrr’s face! Lurrr rolls over, protecting his face. Stevens takes Lurrr’s back and locks in a Cobra Clutch. Lurrr winces in pain…his instincts tell him to reach for the ropes…but with them being barbed wire, he pulls back, attempting to figure out a different way out of the painful submission~
Smith: Some damaging, vicious, precise strikes from Stevens.
Hood: Lurrr is feeling the sting!
Smith: Stevens isn’t going to play nice tonight…not that he ever would, but I feel we’re going to get a very angry, a very violent Stevens.
Hood: Yea, Lurrr costing him that match against Great Scott has no doubt fucked with his psyche the past two weeks.
~Stevens doesn’t wait for Lurrr to break free or pass out…he continues to take matters into his own hands. He dives forward, headbutting Lurrr in the back of the head. He repeats the process over and over and over until Lurrr is face down, on the mat – apparently unconscious. The North Korean fans are in awe at the violence. Stevens stands up, a trickle of blood leaking out from the peak of his hairline. He turns and heads toward the side of the ring~
Smith: Scott Stevens may have knocked Lurrr unconscious!
Hood: You’d think he’d go for the pin…
Smith: As you said, he’s eyeing more than a quick victory. He wants to make the ICON suffer over what took place two weeks ago.
Hood: Hell hath no fury like a man pinned by Great Scott.
~Stevens carefully outmaneuvers the nefarious clutches of the dangerous wire. He hops outside and drops to his knees, digging underneath the ring. He promptly emerges with WIRE CUTTERS. The North Koreans ‘oohhh’. Stevens heads to one side of the ring…he begins to severe all three layers of barbed wire from the ring post. Once finishes, he heads to the other side where he does the same~
Smith: What’s he doing?
Hood: Performing a sensible task. You can’t get stuck with barbed wire if there isn’t any barbed wire!
Smith: Yea, but he’d have to do this on all four sides…each side is connected separately – unlike ring ropes.
Hood: Stevens is a patient man, Smith.
Smith: That’s fine…but I doubt Lurrr’s current state is as patient.
~Stevens yanks the three strands of barbed wire loose, completely freeing up one side of the ring. He checks on Lurrr…we see Lurrr starting to stir, slowly. Stevens drops the wire cutters and rolls into the ring. He pops to his feet and snares Lurrr by the hair…he promptly drops Lurrr with a DDT. Lurrr is down, motionless once more. Stevens pops to his feet and spots Lurrr’s hat. He plucks it from the mat and places it atop his head…we hear some BOOOS from the more educated fans recognizing mockery. Stevens does an exaggerated walk toward the barren side of the ring before hopping to the outside. He rips the hat off, tosses it down and stomps on it, flattening the cranium accoutrement into unrecognizable status. He returns to work on the barbed wire~
Smith: Stevens in total control. He seems very at ease.
Hood: This dude really likes to take his time.
Smith: To be fair, he does seem to have Lurrr under his thumb.
Hood: Is he wearing gloves?
Smith: What?
Hood: Well, I mean if you’re going to put your thumb on someone while committing a violent crime…you should probably wear gloves.
~Our POV shifts to get a better look at what Stevens is doing. We see a steel chair wrapped in barbed wire. He’s placing the finishing touches on a giant wrench, used to help put the ring together…it, too, is hugged with barbed wire. And, for the final strand, he uses it to wrap around his right fist. Once finished, he holds his fist into the air, garnering more ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’ from the dumbstruck North Korean crowd. He hops into the ring with only his fist. Lurrr is trying to push up to his knees~
Smith: Stevens has taken Lurrr’s stipulation and made it his own!
Hood: Rumor has it Scott Stevens ran a lemonade stand as a child.
Smith: Your point?
Hood: He’s been doing this for years!
~Stevens brings his right fist crashing down. Lurrr rolls away!! The fist bites into the mat. Lurrr, on his stomach, sees the barbed wire fist…it doesn’t take long to realize what Stevens was trying. He pops to his knees. Stevens rips his fist free. Lurrr is on his feet. Stevens throws a heavy, barbed wire hand at Lurrr. Lurrr ducks and grabs Stevens by the head, dropping him with a neckbreaker. Lurrr pops back to his feet. Stevens sells the neck for just a second before hurrying back to his. Lurrr has his leg ready for THE WAKE UP CALL! Stevens drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring, to the side with NO ROPES. Lurrr, seeing the lack of barbed wire, takes off and dives into the air. Stevens turns around, Lurrr hooks him by the head and drops him with a Tornado DDT. Stevens hits hard, holding his head and neck in pain~
Smith: Tremendous athleticism shown by Lurrr! He’s still got some spring in those legs!
Hood: You saying you like his legs?
Smith: I’m not saying that at all.
Hood: Stop looking at his legs, Smith.
~Lurrr grabs Stevens right hand and rips the barbed wire off. He throws it to the side, looking down at the man and saying “Sick son of a bitch.” He grabs Stevens by the hair and slams his face into the ground, trying to bruise the man’s brain. But, Stevens is a big, TEXAN…he’s got a thick ass skull. Lurrr, also being a TEXAN, realizes that this is a true, not false trait. So, he pulls Stevens up and throws him back into the ring. He stops, eying the two weapons Stevens put together. He shivers and says, “Pervert.”~
Smith: Lurrr doesn’t seem to be a fan of Stevens.
Hood: He’s not alone.
Smith: It’s a good thing he saw those weapons…now he knows what to look out for.
Hood: It took seeing those things for him to realize you need to AVOID BARBED WIRE. If that’s the case, guy needs to retire.
~Lurrr slides into the ring. Stevens is on one knee, he realizes his barbed wire has been stolen. This angers him. He rises and turns around, throwing a punch Lurrr’s way. Lurrr ducks it…Stevens spins around and eats THE WAKE UP CALL!! He goes stiff. Lurrr makes the cover…Scruff slides in~
1!
2!
NO!!!
Smith: WHAT?!
Hood: Stevens kicked out of The Wake Up Call!
Smith: It took three to put him down against Great Scott…perhaps he’s…somewhat immune to the move.
Hood: Lurrr had better hope not…that’s his only finisher!
~Lurrr doesn’t appear too happy. He gets to his feet and looks around at the ring…it’s clear he might not have chosen the best stipulation. He goes to grab Stevens, but sees that the man is already back to his feet. Lurrr’s eyes widen like “holy shit.” He throws another WAKE UP CALL but Stevens catches the leg. He throws the leg to the side and grabs Lurrr by the arm, whipping him toward the bare side of the ring. Lurrr stops before running out of the ring. He turns around only to be BOOTED in the face by Stevens!! Lurrr flies out of the ring and lands hard on the outside~
Smith: Well, that hurt.
Hood: These guys like Dane and Stevens…
Smith: Dane might slap you for putting him in the same category as Stevens.
Hood: I’m just saying! These new guys entering into the company are bigger, stronger than some we’ve seen as of late. It takes more to put them down.
~Stevens steps out of the ring. Lurrr is down, holding the back of his head. Stevens looks around and snares…the WRENCH. It, as we all know, is wrapped in barbed wire. Stevens turns toward Lurrr. He swings the wrench down at the Original ICON. Lurrr moves!! The wrench, like his fist, bites into the mat. Lurrr crawls up the steps to get away. Stevens rips the wrench free and takes another swing…it SHRIEKS against the steel steps, missing Lurrr once more. Lurrr dives into the ring (the opened portion. Stevens gives chase with his weapon~
Smith: Man, Stevens really wants to hurt Lurrr with some barbed wire.
Hood: Yea, and Lurrr picked the stipulation.
Smith: Do you think it was some type of reverse psychology?
Hood: I…don’t know?
~Stevens hops onto the apron and walks into the ring. Lurrr is on one knee…Stevens takes a swipe with the wrench. Lurrr tucks and rolls…he kips up and smacks Stevens with THE WAKE UP CALL!!! The wrench goes flying out of the ring. Stevens goes stiff and hits the mat. Lurrr makes the cover~
1!
2!
3…NO!
Smith: He kicked out AGAIN?
Hood: Yep.
Smith: Has anybody kicked out of two Wake Up Calls?
Hood: Maybe Andy Murray?
Smith: Well, of course Andy Murray. I was speaking about anyone OTHER than Andy Murray.
~Lurrr looks over at Scruff, shocked. He holds up three fingers. Scruff does the DREADED peace sign. Lurrr slaps the mat, angry. He looks down at Stevens, who is already getting back up. “Mother fucker,” he says. Lurrr pops to his feet…he sighs, there’s only one move on his mind. Stevens reaches his feet and Lurrr throws another WAKE UP CALL! Stevens ducks and runs into the ropes. He comes to a stop. Lurrr spins around and charges forward to push Stevens into the barbed wire…but Stevens delivers a back elbow, smacking Lurrr in the chops~
Smith: Lurrr might have lost some teeth there.
Hood: Guy’s losing his hair…now teeth…next thing you know he’ll be living in Alice Knight’s RV.
Smith: You act like that’s a terrible place to live.
Hood: Last guy to bunk up with her was diagnosed with the bubonic plague three days later.
~Lurrr is bend over, holding his mouth. Stevens grabs Lurrr’s head for an Implant DDT. Lurrr shoves him off. Stevens charges forward, taking Lurrr down with a lariat. Lurrr pops back up and drunkenly walks toward Stevens. Stevens turns around, hooks Lurrr and drops him with a Northern Lights Suplex! He ignores bridging into a pin, instead, sliding, belly first, out of the ring~
Smith: Why is he sliding like that?!
Hood: Sneaky, Smith. The man has been sneaking up on people…that’s how he got Lurrr’s hair.
Smith: Yes, and then he burned it.
Hood: A sacrifice to the wrestling gods, Smith. To lift the curse that has plagued him.
~Stevens finds the barbed wire wrapped steel chair. His FINAL weapon. He taps it against the apron and throws his head back, sucking in some of the North Korean air. This…this is the one that will end the match. He rolls into the ring, careful to not DARWIN himself with the weapon. Stevens stands…Lurrr is struggling to his feet, feeling the STING of Stevens’ heavy hitting offense. The depression of being unable to keep the man down with TWO Wake Up Calls might be weighing him down, as well. Stevens is ready with the chair. Lurrr turns to face him…Stevens takes a HOME RUN swing, like Yordan Alvarez. Lurrr ducks. The chair slams into some of the barbed wire surrounding the ring, getting caught. Lurrr pivots and goes after Stevens…Stevens throws a mule kick, drilling Lurrr in the gut. He rips his chair free~
Smith: Stevens is determined to punish Lurrr with some barbed wire.
Hood: Maybe too determined.
Smith: I just realized…nobody has TOUCHED the barbed wire yet.
Hood: This is very unlike OCW.
~Stevens throws the chair down and grabs Lurrr by the head, looking to hit a cutter onto the chair!! Lurrr, spotting the chair beneath him, shoves Stevens away. Stevens turns around and eats a THIRD WAKE UP CALL!! Lurrr dives on top for the pin~
1!
2!
3…
NO!
Smith: WHAT?!
Hood: Okay, it’s official, Scott Stevens cannot be pinned via the Wake Up Call
Smith: If true, what a terrible match up for Lurrr!
~Lurrr rolls over, hands on his forehead. He’s PISSED. Stevens…a somewhat bionic fellow, starts to sit up. Lurrr sits up as well, looking over at his opponent. Is this man human? Is he a robot? Does he have emotion? What the fuck is going on? Why won’t this guy stay the fuck down?!~
Smith: I don’t think Lurrr has ever faced someone like Scott Stevens.
Hood: That’s pretty fucking obvious.
Smith: I mean…what does he do?
Hood: You’re asking the wrong guy…I don’t want to try to figure Stevens out.
~Lurrr gets to his feet, beating Stevens. He’s got his leg loaded, ready for a fourth Wake Up Call. Stevens is on his feet…he sees Lurrr and reaches for him. Lurrr throws THE WAKE UP CALL…but Stevens ducks! While ducking, Stevens GRABS THE CHAIR IN BARBED WIRE. He spins around with the chair only to get SMASHED with a fourth WAKE UP CALL!! The kick CRUSHES the barbed wire chair into Scott’s face!!! Stevens falls to the mat! Lurrr jumps on top of him!! Scruff slides in~
1!
2!
3!!!!
~The bell rings~
Belvedere: Here is your winner…LURRR!!!!!
Smith: Lurrr did it! He finally kept Stevens down!
Hood: All it took was a steel chair superkicked into his face.
Smith: The first and only time the barbed wire came into play. Great win for Lurrr!
Hood: Yep, Stevens fucked him up at NSFW. Tonight, Lurrr got his revenge.
Smith: Indeed.