FWA: Federal Wrestling Association

[GOAT Muffin]

Shola| Gabriel Gospel

 

Gabriel Gospel doesn't often eat the meals that are cooked by the dining team in the arena but when he does he would say they are some of the worst meals in the world. I mean they wouldn't get away with serving this kind of crap in Europe, the Union would probably fine the company for infringing the Human Rights Act. They wouldn't serve this kind of stuff to people on death's row. Well that's Goob's thoughts anyway but he is an overly aggressive and egotistical jerk who is out of touch with the common man and often over exaggerates the situation. This is one of those moments. So Gabriel is of course being grouchy eating arena food but apart from that is feeling fine and that's because he knows that soon he will be the World Champion so there isn't that much of a reason not to be happy with the situation. Now back to Fifa.

[Almost Easy]

Paul Burchill had now decided to make a move. He had been training earlier in the day - training more than Marcus if you believe that or not. Recently however, Paul Burchill had just been chilling about and had been eating some Chicken and Chorizo Pasta. I agree with Gospel. Certain American food was a bit ridiculous. Why does this chicken taste like sugar? That might explain the fat kids that loiter about. If FWA ever get 7/11 slurpy cups, Paul Burchill does not want to be a part of this. Paul Burchill wants to be the face of British Beef or Boddington Beer.

[rtegedg]

JIMMYDICE ~ PLAZAPUNK

The night was soon to begin and Jimmy Dice, the contender for the Global Championship, was standing inside his personal locker room. Not yet attired for the show, he was instead practising his high kicks in a pair of shorts, and generally getting himself warmed up. He wanted to make sure his hand-eye co-ordination was at its best, and nothing was left as an excuse for him messing up. Every move he deviated would be hit perfectly, and every hold would be used to its fullest potential. Dice was ready, and for their sakes, he hoped Night and Carter were too.

[Almost Easy]

Was Paul Burchill going to promo tonight? It depends if Paul Burchill had enough time to rattle one off after al he had been at work all day and was rather tired. Burchill had just ordered Wrestlemania for tonight, something that Burchill was never a part of in his tenure at WWE. Well WWE had him employ an underlying incestual gimmick, so those losers had no idea how to manage The Ripper. Idiots. He still did want to watch it as he was a general fan of WWE despite the fact he was terminated by them. Oh well. FWA better be kinder to Paul Burchill, or hell will go down.

[Rankon.]

 

[ Game time is soon upon us, and the emptiness of the corridors seemed to reflect that, given that all the booked superstars would be indulging in pre-match rituals, interviews, and what not. An FWA.com piece is also in the workings, looking to hound any competitor for the final words before the event gets under way, which may also go far in explaining the quietness in the public areas. One girl not cooped up in her locker room is Sloane, who would currently be sat by an open vanity, working on her make-up with her artist. Soon enough the patrolling team of .com staff would locate the diva, getting in her face for a few words. ]

SLOANE.

"What? A dot com thing? Alright babe, let's have a quick pow-wow. You know it's WrestleMania tonight, right?! How did everyone know but me! We're silly with this, because ain't nobody watching us over WWE, like no joke. My mom and my sister will be the peak of our ratings...quote it. But yeaaa, tonight! I'm actually buzzing...you know that feeling you get before a big match?! Duh Sloane, okay...for you, the feeling you get when you get a new camera or something....yea, that feeling. Exactly! But it's all good man, I'm feeling confident with it. And once Janet here has got me glowing like only she can, I'll be ring reaady and camera ready...wish you waited half an hour doll. I think Garcia is freaked though...like nobodies seen her in days, not that she's a big loss around this place. Anyway, it's your girl Sloane, ready to kick some ass and look a whole lotta' good doing it. After tonight, nobody's going to be treating me like some no-shot rookie. Dot com, peace to the middle east! Are we off? Who watches this, like seriously?"

[ No they were not off, as the camera would then cut leaving the outspoken diva to get ready for the big night. We're only a few hours away from kick-off...punch-off...whatever. ]

[Muur]

Marcus||Boltonian

 

Maybe Tonight's PPV will be before Wrestlemania, then People don't have an excuse to not watch it! Marcus is at this moment in time backstage, resting up a little.

 

tbc by anyone.

[Clique]

"Now my side bitch, my main bitch, cuz' my main ain't feeling me no mo'". Nothing like some pregame warm-up music to get Jalen pumped for his title shot. He's currently in his locker room, taping his hands & wrists for the show, he already has his black trunks and boots on. After finishing his hands & wrists, he takes a drag from his blunt, puts on his gold jacket he wears during his entrance and headed out into the hall way. He's keeping it 100 right now, ready to go. Show needs to start soon, he has all the energy in the world.

[GOAT Muffin]

Fifa Boyz | Gabriel Gospel

 

Me and Shaun playing a bit of Fifa here. Superb. Barcelona ain't got nothing on the 'pool. They'd probably have something over Blackburn, however. Ah so the clock is ticking down, the match is coming closer and soon they would begin the show. Then Gospel would wait, and wait, and wait some more until it was main event match and then he would pounce. The announcer would read out his name, ladies and gentlemen your next challenger comes from a Higher Plane of Existence. Weighing in at two hundred twenty three pounds, The Messiah, Gabriel Gospel. And then half an hour later the announcer would be back with a new message to read out to the people. He would clear his throat and would decree, ladies and gentlemen your new FWA World Heavyweight Champion, The Messiah, Gabriel Gospel! The fans would go wild with boos and heckles but he would not care, he would know that he was back in his rightful place once again, at the top of the company, looking down upon everyone else as their hero, their face, their champion. Gabriel didn't want to mix with the cretins, he didn't want to be disturbed right now so he was remaining in his locker room. He didn't want to encounter someone trying to wish him luck or some cocky challenger looking to talk trash about him. He just wanted some piece and quiet why he gets ready to compete. To win. To solidify his spot as the best there is.

[Crazy.]

PRE-SHOW

Six-Man Over-The-Top-Rope Battle Royal to determine the final spot in the Six-Pack Challenge

Corey Graves vs. Michael Falcone vs. Scorpion vs. Sean Davis vs. Shaun Danielson vs. Jason

The match starts and Falcone locks up with Scorpion as Danieslon and Jason both team up on Sean Davis in the corner. Corey Graves wisely rolls out of the ring underneath the bottom rope in this Six Man Over the Top Rope Battle Royal. Falcone is in the corner, getting chopped by Scorpion, after ten chops, Falcone is able to free himself from the corner by ducking under Scorpion's arm, Falcone pushes Scorpion into the corner and delivers some chops of his own. Meanwhile in the other corner, Sean Davis is holding onto the top rope as Danielson and Jason try to push him out to eliminate him. From out of no where, Corey Graves runs and pulls Davis down to the outside, eliminating him.

Graves begins to stomp Davis before Graves runs back to the opposite side of the ring, as he plans the perfect time to enter the ring. Now with Davis eliminated, Danielson and Jason look to be making a pact, some teamwork, after the two shake hands, Danielson grabs the back of Jason's head and throws him over the top rope, Jason hangs on and stays on the apron, however Danielson delivers a thunderous kick to Jason's chest, eliminating Jason.

Meanwhile, Falcone has taken full control of Scorpion as Falcone has retrieved his cane the was hidden behind the steel steps. Falcone is now able to give the Golden Shower to Scorpion, right on the top of the head. This stuns Scorpion and makes him fall back into the corner, Falcone drags Scorpion out to the middle of the ring and climbs to the second rope. He gets Two in the Pink with a leg drop from the second rope. However, Scorpion finds new life as he energetically gets to his feet, turns, runs, and spears Falcone. Falcone grabs his ribs as Scorpion picks him up over head for a Gorilla Press. Falcone slides off, landing behind Scorpion, as Scorpion turns around, Falcone attempts to Deepthroat him, however he can't get the beast up. Scorpion kicks Falcone in the gut, picks him up, and hits him with a sit-out powerbomb. Danielson gets to his feet and hit Scorpion with a super kick, stunning Scorpion, making him fall back to the ropes. Danielson then clotheslines Scorpion out of the ring. Eliminating Scorpion.

Falcone is back to his feet, runs at Danielson and hits The Raging Semi. Falcone doesn't stop there however as he gets Danielson to his feet in the corner and positions him on the top rope before hitting the Breakback Mountain. The Mass Debater is in control. He waits for Danielson to get to his feet, he attempts to take Danielson to the ropes, however Danielson stops his momentum by putting his foot on the rope, he then delivers a kick to Falcone's face. Now with Falcone stunned, Danielson hits the Shockwave DDT. Danielson doesn't stop there as he locks in the Anaconda Vice. Falcone taps but doesn't stop Danielson from breaking the hold. Falcone soon loses conciseness. Now with Falcone incapacitated, Danielson loads the Master Debater onto his shoulders and dumps Falcone out of the ring, eliminating him.

Danielson drops to his knees, celebrating. He thinks he has a title match later tonight, however, Corey Graves slides into the ring and whips Danielson over the rings but Danielson is able to hold on and stay on the apron. As Graves turns around, he is met by a springboard clothesline. Danielson goes to the top rope for a Swanton. Before he can get to the top, Graves is back to his feet and is able to stop Danielson. Instead he positions Danielson on the top rope. Now with Danielson groggy on the top rope, Graves runs to the opposite ropes to get a full head of steam, and on his way back to where Danielson is, he hits a flying clothesline, knocking Danielson off the top rope, onto the mat, eliminating him and making the winner of the Six Man Over the Top Rope Battle Royal, Corey Graves.

[Faster Than Light]

After Shaun Danielson was eliminated, Handsome Eric and Dean Osbert rejoiced. They celebrated by shouting "Yes!" and then the two hug each other in the brotherly manner. So now that stupid piece of trash is out of the picture, there is now yet another medicore man in the Great Match that should know his place in the Lower-Midcard division, where the rest of the nobodies and trash are supposed to stay. So yes, if it's just Corey Graves, then this shouldn't complicate Handsome Eric's genius plan at all. Like. Who is this guy anyway? So the two are still confident in their devices. People might as well start kneeling to the Light of Lights, because that's what people are going to be doing with the Era of Handsome is declared in front of the masses. Yep. Handsome Eric will be singing his song of victory.

[GOAT Muffin]

News from the outside | Gabriel Gospel

 

So news for the outside. It seems that the pre-show is done and we now know who the sixth man will be in the PPV match. Corey Graves. Who? Seriously, who? Is this guy supposed to be a threat to Gospel? Is this man seriously going to be thought of as a contender? Of course he isn't. It's like when they stick R-Truth in the Elimination Chamber, you know they're just doing it to fill up the numbers, nobody expects him to actually win the damn thing. And he won't. You see the world is not made up of fairy tale stories, the underdog does not win, it is the favorite, the one everyone puts their money on that comes out as the winner. And who is that? Is it the NXT reject? The failed boxer? The two MCW midcarders? That cocky rookie coming off a loss? Or the five time World Heavyweight Champion, face of wrestling, best there is, Mr. MCW, The Messiah, Gabriel Gospel? That's what I thought. Gabriel take a seat and gets back to relaxing, now knowing who will complete the six pack challenge, knowing who will fall to his might.

[Almost Easy]

Corey who? Paul Burchill didn't even recognise Corey Graves, but maybe that was because Corey was an insignifcant bit-part member to this company, and not a major full time player like The Ripper, Paul Burchill. Yet, this is sickening. Corey Graves had lost his first 2 matches, and manages to swindle his way on to the PPV card. And not just the card, The Main Event! Paul Burchill would be going on before a loser tattoo freak like Corey Graves!? Injustice. Paul Burchill wasn't furious however, he just smiled at the situation. If FWA's main Event scene is Corey Graves, then he knows that he could ruling this company soon. It was a matter of time. Anyway, Paul Burchill was currently changing into his ring gear. He chose to wear some black and silver tights tonight. Would he wear his mask? No. That mask looks like a burlap sack. Who was he? Scarecrow? No, he was much more devious, and he could actually defeat Batman.

[Intentz™]

After his match Shaun was a little disheartended. He thought he had it in the bag but in the end he felt kind of cheated. His chance at redemption on Eric and he had failed. His inexperience cost him in the end but win or lose, Shaun will keep fighting. His blood, sweat and tears will mean something in the end. Corey Greaves' cheating tactics had allowed him to win. Where is the honor in this place? Corey can enjoy his tainted victory and I'm sure he will enjoy being in the main event. Shaun would keep his dignity and pride though, he was the best guy in that battle royal - He, Corey and everyone else knows it too. Shaun was a little frustrated with himself, he should have known someone would try this tactic but once again it was Shaun's inexperience that cost him his shot. It would have been the ultimate underdog story if he had managed to make it to the main event on his FWA debut. But this was reality, not a fairy tale and Shaun would have to be focused for his next match. That is all that matters now.

[Reverse DVD]

Well, tonight won't be the night when Sean Davis pulls off the upset of the year. He got eliminated fairly early in the 6 man battle royale and that wouldn't been an issue if it wasn't because Corey Graves sneaked out of the ring at the opening bell and took his sweet time to get back in the ring and then win the match. Now Corey is in the FWA title match while Sean will be stuck backstage watching everything play out from a monitor. Good for him. He did what he had to do to get himself in a title match and, for his sake, Corey might as well go all the way and win the FWA title because, as in right now, he has Sean Davis' attention and it'll be a matter of time before they cross paths and the score gets settled.

[GOAT Muffin]

The feelings mutual | Prestigious

 

Roll up, roll up for the greatest show on Earth. Ladies and gentlemen this is Wrestlemania.... what do you mean no? Alright then, OverBlow it is. Prestigious are ready to watch the show as I'm feeling scummy so I'm not gonna do this post as Gabriel. Just to mess with the World. Does it feel messed with? No. Too bad, Starr and Smiley will just have to watch with the world in order then. Places everyone.

[St★rstruck]

Shawn Hunter, as well as presumably the majority of the roster, are engaging in their pre-match rituals before tonight's big show; whether it be in the sanctuary of their locker rooms or somewhere else backstage. Having already pieced together what he feels is a great strategy going into this particular style of match, Shawn is more than prepared for tonight's transgressions. It's has been almost an entire year since Shawn Hunter has held championship gold in wrestling career...and tonight, Shawn Hunter looks to familiarize himself the crowning achievement of being deemed a champion - a WORLD Champion for the very first time.

[Almost Easy]

Paul Burchill scratched his manly British ass, while Handsome Eric gets turned on. True Story.

[GOAT Muffin]

This is a bump | Gabriel Gospel

 

Gabriel Gospel puts his pants on because it is showtime, time to go and win the title gold. Or lose and fall into a deep depression while desperately trying to no sell the result like it never happened and demanding another title match. Or just winning the match to begin with, whichever comes first. Probably having a beard.

[Faster Than Light]

Handsome Eric, satisfied that Shaun Danielson is out of his way for now, then sits in a sleazy-like fashion in a chair dressed up in his full wrestling attire. Dean Osbert is at his side as almost always. Soon the wrestling industry will begin again with Eric at the helm. The Truth is ready the stage is set. Handsome Eric then said to Dean Osbert "If the plan goes well these matches will be short" and "I hope you are prepared, I know I am"

[Crazy.]

MATCH #1

Grudge Match - If Marcus loses, he's fired

Kazarian vs. Marcus

The two men lock up and Frankie Kazarian hits an immediately armdrag sending Marcus across the ring. Marcus bounces back up to his feet. The two then circle around eachother some more and they lock up again. Marcus wrenches the arm, and then goes under, wrenching it some more. Kaz reverses the arm wrench, and then uses a standing back flip to reverse the arm wrench. Kaz then hits an arm wrench of his own, followed by an arm drag. Marcus immediately gets back up but runs into a drop toe hold. Frankie Kaz floats over and locks in an armbar, but it isn’t fully applied and Marcus gets up in a few seconds, armbar still locked in, and amazingly, Marcus picks up Kaz and hits a scoop slam. More amazingly, is that Frankie kept the arm bar locked in and the move was still applied as he rolled Marcus through. Marcus got his foot on the ropes, and Frankie left the armbar. The two men get up to their feet, where Kaz missed with a wild swing, and Marcus then took advantage with an Irish whip, but on the rebound, Kaz hit a leaping shoulder block taking Marcus down. Kaz then ran and bounced off the adjacent rope. By this time Marcus had gotten to his feet, and was kneeling over looking to hit a back body drop. Kaz saw this coming, and rolled over Marcus’ back, RVD Style. Marcus turned around and ran at Kaz who grounded him with yet another arm drag followed by an arm bar.

Marcus gets to his feet once more and hits a snap jab to the face of Kaz, followed by an elbow to the back of the head. Another snap jab from Marcus was received by 2 from Kaz, which then again, was combated with a large right hand from Marcus. Marcus forced Kaz to the corner, jabbing away at his skull. However, Kaz retaliated with some toe kicks. Kaz forced Marcus off of him, and as Marcus missed a clothesline from Kaz ducking, Kaz’s dropkick sent Marcus out of the ring. With the Atlantic Champion recovering at ringside, Kaz took a breather in the ring. Marcus got to his feet, and ran at Marcus, hitting a baseball slide to the face of Marcus. Marcus got to his feet whereas Kaz was still in the ring. Kaz grabbed the top ropes, and springboarded over the top looking for a vaulting body press. Kaz missed, as Marcus moved out of the way and Kaz crashed and burned.

Back in the ring now, and Kaz has Marcus locked in an abdominal stretch. Marcus forced his way out of it, but was met by a toe kick. Kaz whipped Marcus into the turnbuckle, and then charged. Marcus managed to throw Frankie Kaz over the top rope but he landed on the apron. Marcus ran at Kaz, but Kaz hit a shoulder thrust to the gut of Marcus. Kaz Kaz then tried to climb through the middle ropes but was met by a swinging neckbreaker. Marcus mounted Frankie Kazarian and hit him with a few open handed punches. The referee gets involved forcing Marcus off of Frankie, but Marcus returns to him and kick Kaz straight in the gut, soccerball kick! Marcus then hit a snapmare take down, then kneed Frankie in the back, and then hit a forearm to the back of the neck. Goes for the cover! 1...2... kick out. Marcus gets Frankie to his feet, pushing him so Frankie bounces off of the ropes. Frankie retracted looking for a snap jab, but Marcus ducks and spins around hitting a Spinning Lariat, hitting Frankie stiff in the neck and chest area.
1...2... Kickout! Marcus looks in slight disbelief, it was still a little annoying that Kaz kicked out.

Marcus picks Kaz up and lifts him up Oklahoma slam style. Frankie managed to wriggle off, and hit a reverse DDT. Kaz pinned, and Marcus kicked out at a 2 count. Marcus got up, holding the back of his head, as Kaz took a few moments to recover. Both men met in the centre of the ring. Kaz hits a chop, Marcus hits a chop. The pattern continued for a few chops each, with Kaz being cheered for every successful chop. Kaz got the advantage, and backed Marcus up to the ropes. Kaz whipped him, but Marcus reversed into a whip of his own. Instead of rebounding off of the ropes, Kaz hung on. Marcus saw this, and charged. As he did, Kaz hit a large big boot, the momentum causing him to backflip over the top rope onto the apron. Frankie hit a springboard leg drop, to Marcus’ face. Frankie then taunted. This one was over. Frankie Kazarian lifted up Marcus. Fade to Black was imminent, but as Kazarian went to deliver the back to belly piledrive, Marcus rolled through on a sunset flip. 1...2...3...
MARCUS WINS!

Winner: Marcus

MATCH #2

Tag Team Championship

H.O.T vs. Los Lobos Feroces

The second contest of Overblow kicks off as tag team gold is on the line. Los Lobos Feroces take on H.O.T. with one team having won a qualifier on Friday and the other taking out the other team that had earned the spot. The smaller of the teams, Esteban Reyes and Ryan Mayfield, begin the match as the two lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Mayfield take advantage and spins into a wrist-lock. Reyes is able to spin under Ryans arm and apply a wrist-lock of his own. Mayfield follows up by doing a forward roll before turning Reyes and going for a hip toss but Esteban is able to land on his feet. Mayfield begins to sarcastically applaud Reyes before the two go to lock-up again but Mayfield ducks under the arm of Reyes and applies a waist-lock, lifting Reyes up and putting him down with a wrestling takedown. Ryan then pretends to thrust against Reyes before spinning into the front-facelock but as soon as he has it applied, Reyes spins into a hammerlock, placing a foot on Ryans back as he pulls on the arm. Being the cheats that they are, Jake quickly gets into the ring and delivers a kick between the shoulder-blades, causing Esteban to release the hold. As the ref is concerned with getting Jake out of the ring, Ryan gives Reyes a quick thumb to the eye before jumping up and taking Esteban overhead with a snap suplex, floating into the cover. Esteban is able to kick out just as the ref counts two but Ryan gets straight back on him, rolling him into his corner and stomping at his chest. The ref attempts to get Ryan to get him out of the corner but Ryan just tags in Jake, who continues to stomp away at Esteban. Jake quickly rushes off to the other side of the ring and slaps Rick across the face, forcing the ref to be concerned with stopping him entering the ring as Ryan grabs around Reyes neck, choking him. Ryan releases as soon as the ref turns back around and Jake tags Ryan back in. Ryan instantly lifts Reyes back up to his feet but pulls him into a facelock and drops him down with the DDT, kicking out of the cover at two. Lifting Esteban back to his feet, Ryan pushes him back into the corner and tags Jake in. The two then pull Reyes to the middle of the ring, whip him off to the ropes and take him over with the double hip-toss. Both men then roll and deliver a dropkick to either side of the seated opponent. Jake then quickly drops into the cover but Reyes is able to kick out at two again. Disgruntled and annoyed, Jake then lifts Reyes up and onto his shoulder before pointing at the turnbuckle, calling for the Face full of Buckle. However, as Larrall is running for the buckle, Reyes is able to shift his body and turn into a reverse hurricanrana, driving Jakes skull into the mat. Jake clutches at his head in pain as both men lay on the mat following the move. After a few seconds, both men begin crawling towards their partners, hoping for the tag to gain the advantage. Both fresh partners are tagged in at the same time and both charge, with Everett taking Mayfield with a clothesline followed with another both hitting some knife edge chops before hitting a standing calf kick that drops Ryan to the mat. Rick attempts to cover Ryan but Mayfield quickly rolls into the corner but Everett is able to adjust himself, charging and hitting a leaping elbow strike that drops Mayfield to a seated position. Rick then bounces off the ropes and hits Mayfield with a running facewash before dragging him out of the corner and covering him. However, Larrall dives in and breaks the count at 2. Larrall then roll to the apron as Everett quickly moves up to the top rope. Larrall then charges at Everett but Rick is able to give Jake a kick to the face, stumbling him backwards. But when Everett gets stable on the top rope, Ryan leaps up and grabs Everetts arm, pulling him off the turnbuckle with the avalanche double knee armbreaker. Everett rolls in pain, holding his arm as Mayfield tries to drag himself to Jake to make the tag. Rick begins to get up as Larrall is tagged in but gets taken down straight away with a shoulder tackle. Reyes attempts to jump in and help but he too is taken down with a shoulder tackle that sends him rolling out to the floor. Jake then lifts Everett up onto his back and hooks the arm with a gory clutch. Larrall then spins Everett around and grabs around Ricks waist, dropping him across his knee, nailing the backbreaker. Larrall then covers Everett but he is able to kick out just before three. Jake then looks over to his corner, noticing Ryan slowly pulling himself up. Larrall calls for him to get into the ring. Jake then grabs Everett in a chickenwing and lifts him up into the air, but as Ryan runs off the ropes, hes clotheslined out to the floor by Reyes. Everett then turns the chickenwing lift into a roll-up but Larrall kicks out just before three. Everett then looks over to Reyes who points over the turnbuckle. Everett and Reyes then both deliver a kick to each side of the kneeling Larrall before putting him up onto Everetts shoulders. Reyes then quickly climbs up to the top rope and leaps off, taking Jake off Ricks shoulder with a hurricanrana, hitting the Torre De Babel before Rick goes into the cover on Jake. Ryan attempts to slide in and break up the cover but Esteban is able to hold him off as the ref counts three, making Los Lobos Feroces then first tag team champions.

Winners & Tag Team Champions: Los Lobos Feroces

 

 

Paul Burchill was given a mic by the workers, much to the annoyance of the fans in attendance. "Before I start our match up tonight, and before Adam McIlrath unfortunately graces me with his presence, I have a few things that I want to say. Before I beat Adam McIlrath, and prove that I am better than him, and the United Kingdom is better than American in a purely competitive matchup, I am here to tell you dumb inbred folk that the united Kingdom surpasses America in other areas too." A loud round of boos echoes throughout the arena. "First of all, Great Britain is great, hence why it has the word ‘great’ in front of it. The United States of America are not ‘great’, they are just united. Yeah, United in gluttony, idiocy and simplicity. The simplicity of this country is denoted simply by this one fact. Kinder Surprises are illegal in this dumb-arsed country, whereas guns are legal. You had to illegalise a chocolate egg because you had fat little porkers that you call kids swallowing them whole. “No son, don’t put that chocolate egg in your mouth, play with this gun instead.” Great parenting America. Reason two as to why The UK is better than America, is that your national anthem is awful. You sing a song about a flag. Your flag is retarded. Straight up retarded. Our national anthem, we sing about ensuring the safety of Her Majesty the Queen, and protecting her through divine intervention. Our anthem is a joy to behold in which the power of the statement in what our anthem upholds is magnified as truly patriotic. You just describe a flag. Meh!? Reason three as to why America is dastardly, and my glorious country is vastly supreme, is this. America is an overly consumerist society. In 1990, it was reported that Americans dumped in the neighborhood of 270,000,000 tons of non-hazardous waste into the nation's landfills. In 2001, that number was up to 410,000,000 tons. That translates to over 1 ton of waste per American. Yeah! Are you listening? You are ruining this planet. America is ruining the planet! All of you slobs out there tonight, you are the reason that the Earth is dying." A large array of boos, and a couple of food wrappers were thrown at Paul Burchill leaving a guy to be reprimanded byy security. "Tonight. I am going to throw out a big piece of American Trash tonight. When Adam McIlrath comes down to this ring, I am going to beat the living hell out of him. I am going to take my grievances out on him. I am going to take his stupid little American head and oppress him by kicking his face into the mat courtesy of my curbstomp. Then, I am going to tear his shoulder out, and toss this worthless piece of trash into the dumpster. Get out here and take your punishment like a man Adam. And when you are in hospital tonight recovering from shoulder and facial injuries, you can reflect on the reason that you have been chosen as the sacrificial lamb. That reason is not Paul Burchill. Oh no no. The reason that you have been beaten within an inch of your life tonight, is because of America!" Paul Burchill dropped the microphone and began to wait for Adam McIlrath by stretching before the match.

 

MATCH #3

Grudge Match

Adam McIlrath vs. Paul Burchill

Following the sound of the ring bell throughout the arena, both Paul Burchill and Adam McIrath gather in the center of the ring with a the traditional collar and elbow tie-up. Swiftly, Paul Burchill transitions to the back of Adam McIlrath with a tight waist lock, followed by using his strength and power advantage to elevate him high in the air and slam him down to the mat below with force. With the waist lock still locked in, Burchill lifts himself and McIlrath back to a vertical base. Before long, McIlrath executes a bit of offense by kneeling to one knee, slinging Burchill overhead. Before Burchill could get to his feet, McIlrath would keep Burchill grounded with a side headlock in the center of the ring. With the headlock tightly locked-in, Adam McIlrath gathers to his feet, in which Burchill would proceed to push McIlrath off into the ropes. Upon return, Burchill, with his strength advantage, would easily knock McIlrath as the collide in the center of the ring shoulder-first. McIlrath seemd a bit phased by the superior strength that was on display from the Englishmen, but would not back down. As McIlrath gets back to his feet, Burchill would slap McIlrath firmly across the cheek with the palm of his hand. McIlrath's face turns to the side as he places a hand on the area of his cheek in which Burchill left a imprint of his palm. McIlrath retaliates with a straight punch to the face, followed by another, and then a quick kick to the midsection. Burchill seemingly shakes the attacks off and easily shoves McIlrath across the ring and near the ropes. Burchill runs forward, looking for a Clothesline on McIlrath.

Unfortunately, McIlrath was one step ahead and would pull the top of the ropes down, which would cause Burchill to topple over the ropes, onto the ring apron and onto the outside of the ring near the announcer's table with a hard thud as cheers quickly fill the arena. With both of his hands clutched on the ropes, McIlrath patiently waits for Burchill to get up. Once Burchill does so, Adam McIlrath slingshots over the top rope and lands directly onto Paul Burchill with a Crossbody as he turns in his direction on the outside of the ring! McIlrath picks Burchill up to his feet before sending him underneath the ring ropes and into the center of the ring. McIlrath would soon go underneath the ring ropes himself, crawling across the ring and hooking the near leg of Paul Burchill for the pin. Before the referee's hand could come into the air for the count of two, Burchill kicks out, rather easily.

Quickly following the pin attempt, McIlrath immediately applies a front facelock in the center of the ring in order to keep the bigger man grounded. The facelock would not be locked in for long, for Burchill would soon get to a vertical base. Adam would still manage to keep the facelock secured, but Burchill, however, would cause Adam to release the hold as he charges into the nearest corner, thus ramming Adam's back into the turnbuckles. Burchill would quickly attempt for another punch, but McIlrath blocks the maneuver and manages to successfully execute a fist of his own directly to Burchill's jaw area. As Burchill stumbles backwards, McIlrath grabs the arm of Burchill in an attempt for an Irish whip. Burchill reverses the Irish whip, which sends McIlrath into the opposing corner. As McIlrath comes in contact with the turnbuckles, he uses his agility in order to float over the ropes and land safely onto the ring apron. Burchill misses a punch to McIlrath's face, in which Adam ducks underneath. As Burchill turns around to face Adam's direction, Adam would send his shoulder through the middle ropes, connecting into Burchill's midsection. Adam McIlrath runs across the ring apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle from the outside as Paul clutches his rips in pain on the inside. Adam was now perched on the top rope, looking down upon Burchill before soaring into the air with a Crossbody...but NO! Burchill catches Adam McIlrath in mid-air, before dropping him down with a Powerslam! A count was made as Burchill hooked both legs;

1, 2, kick-out!

Later on in the match, we see that Paul Burchill has seized complete control in the match-up by targeting Adam McIlrath's lower back following the devastating Powerslam. In the center of the ring, Burchill has applied a Bow & Arrow submission hold, adding more pain to Adam's lower back. Paul Burchill would have this maneuver locked-in for several moments before the crowd began to get behind Adam McIlrath, who would use the cheers to help himself rally to his feet. However, Burchill delivers a clubbing blow to the lower back of Adam McIlrath before sending him off into the nearest corner turnbuckle with force; colliding chest-first into the corner. As McIlrath stood in the corner, Paul Burchill would charge forward, leap into the air, and deliver a knee directly into Adam McIlrath's spine! McIlrath's back would sprawl in pain as he falls backwards onto the mat, followed by Burchill falling to both knees in order to hook the near leg for the pin;

1, 2, kick-out!

Further on in the match, and we see Paul Burchill positioning Adam McIlrath on the top turnbuckle in an attempt for a Superplex from the very top. Adam, however, would fight back with a few punches to the midsection, followed by a push to the chest, which causes Burchill to fall off the top rope and onto his back. Burchill would roll over onto his stomach before getting back up to one knee, and then finally both feet. As he does so, McIlrath soars into the air and connects with a flying Crossbody. As McIlrath came crashing down onto Burchill's sternum, he would hook both legs tightly for the cover;

1, 2, kick-out!

Following the near fall, both men would eventually get back to their feet; Burchill quicker than McIlrath, for the work that was done to McIlrath's back proved to work in Burchill's advantage. Burchill would stalk McIlrath from across the ring as he got up, holding his lower back in pain. As McIlrath turns around, Burchill runs across the ring, looking to take off McIlrath's head with a Clothesline. At the last second, McIlrath would duck underneath the Clothesline attempt, and retaliates with a straight punch to face as Burchill spun back around in his direction; followed by a few more. After the flurry of punches that had Burchill a bit weary, Adam grabs Burchill's hand, looking to send him into the corner. However, Burchill had the wherewithal to reverse, thus sending McIlrath into the turnbuckles instead; back-first. Burchill would immediately follow, but would only get the sole of Adam McIlrath's boot directly into his face! Burchill stumbles backwards, holding the bottom of his chin as Adam bounces off the ropes, returns to the center of the ring and connects with a Spinning Wheel Kick across Burchill's face! A cover soon followed, with McIlrath covering with a lateral press;

1, 2, kick-out!

Burchill was reeling from the Spinning Kick, and McIlrath was looking to end the match here. As Paul Burchill slowly but surely gets to his feet near the corner, McIlrath charges half across the ring before leaping into the air with his knee stuck out. At the split second, Burchill would duck underneath the flying knee attack, which causes McIlrath to collide knee-first into the turnbuckle with force! McIlrath falls to the mat below, clutching his right knee as Paul Burchill surveyed with scene with a smirk upon his face. As McIlrath lay on his belly in the center of the ring, Burchill would capitolize off of McIlrath's mistake by executing his finishing maneuver; The Curb Stomp, planting Adam McIlrath's face directly into the mat! It was academic as Burchill covered;
1, 2, 3!

Winner(s): Paul Burchill

The young Adam McIlrath gave a tough fight to Paul Burchill in this debut match for both, but all in vain at the end, as 'The Ripper' was just too much to handle for Adam. With Adam seemingly knocked out, and Paul's theme playing in the background, Burchill would continue to intensely stare at his defeated foe for some time, before being 'realized' by the referee that he had won the match. Paul would raise his own arms in the air, and would slowly make his exit from the ring. Impressive debut for both, nonetheless!

 

MATCH #4

Global Championship - Triple Threat Match

Jimmy Dice vs. Carter III vs. Zakk Night

All three competitors to crown the first ever FWA Global Champion could be found at their respective corners, and the ref in the center, making sure things are set. With the crowd cheering on, ready to witness this anticipated match, the ref wastes no time in signaling for the bell!

Almost immediately, Carter leaps out of the corner and launches a relentless attack on Zakk Night, the same man who is wrestling this match a less than 100% due to what Carter did to him on Smash!N. Jimmy feels ignored or maybe, just wants him some Carter as he now approaches Carter from behind, turning him around. Carter sees it coming and possibly panics, attempting a jab out of nowhere, but Dice ducks and drops Carter down with a German Suplex, holding in for the pin.

One... Two.. Break!

Zakk Night had not been taken out nearly enough to put him away, as he easily broke the three count, and possibly prevented this match from finishing this early. Dice had a few words with his friend about this, but Night simply smirked, before shoving Dice with force, drawing an equally intense smirk and shove from Dice. Night takes it personally now and connects with a hard open-handed slap across the face of Jimmy, surely angering him up, to the extent that Dice spears his friend to the ground and starts launching continuous jabs at him. Night turns the tide in his favor and goes on the offense himself now, before Dice kicks him, creating a separation. Night charges back, but Dice quickly gets on his feet and clutches Zakk in a Belly to Belly. Zakk headbutts several times, trying to get out of the clutch, but before any further attempt, Dice manages to toss him off the mat and outside on the concrete, as they were near the ropes. Zakk hits the ground with a loud thud, but before Dice could think of something else, he is dropped head first to the mat courtesy of a Reverse DDT by Carter III.

One.. Two.... Kickout!

Dice manages to kick out of the move, and Carter goes back on the offensive, lifting Dice and dropping him back down with a Snap Suplex, for 1 and a half. After a few more suplexes, Carter approaches the upper body of Dice and lifts it off the ground, wrapping his arm around the face part of Dice and effecting a Dragon Sleeper, but Dice was quick to counter, and did just that with repeated Knees to the skull of Carter, wearing him out. Carter held on for some time but one final knee made him lose his grip, enough to allow Jimmy to rise up to his feet. A dazed Carter, Jimmy wasted no time in Irish Whipping him towards a corner and running along with him, blocking any possible escape. With that, Jimmy connected with a Corner Dropkick, connecting right at the jaw of Carter. Dice then pulls him towards himself and connects with a Belly to Belly Suplex, covering!

One... Two... Not quite!

Carter powered out, and Dice approaches the ankle, trying for an Ankle Lock. Carter tried to shake it off, but Dice managed to clutch the ankle tightly. In enough pain already, Carter was possibly thinking of submitting, but Night saved the day for him, as he leaped upon Jimmy Dice with a Cross Body, seemingly from out of the picture. Held on for the cover!

One... Two...

Jimmy powered out and Zakk pulled him back to his feet, looking for an STO, but Dice managed to get out of the clutches with repeated elbows to the jaw. Dice then rebounded towards the opposite set of ropes, but Zakk leaped into the air, holding on to Dices skull upon return and planting it with a Float Over DDT. The cover!

One... Two... Kickout!

Dice kicked out again, as Zakk had him out of the match for the time being. He then turned his focus towards the downed Carter. Carter slowly began to struggle to his feet, but just as he turned around, Night dropped him down hard with a STO. Night then pumped up the crowd and climbed the turnbuckle. Keeping an eye on both his opponents, Carter was first to rise to his feet and Zakk leaped at him with a Missile Drokick, but Carter managed to step aside at the last moment, sending Night crashing and burning into the mat. With Dice still out, Carter saw this as an opportunity to win the match and the title, as he approached the upper body of Night. Lifting him by the arms, Carter placed his foot to the back of Night and locked in a Surfboard Stretch, causing further damage to the back of Night. After a few moments in extreme pain and agony, it looked like the end of Zakk but Dice came in to the picture at the last minute, destroying Carters back with a leaping Backbreaker, causing the break to the hold.

With both Night and Carter down, Dice placed Night on top of Carter, both facing up, and rebounded towards the set of ropes to the side, upon return, connecting with a Rolling Senton, with Carter possibly getting the worse of it. And so Dice covers Carter

One... Two...

Carter gets the shoulders up. Covers Night now!

One... Two...

Night does so as well.

Immediately, Dice falls onto the mat and hooks Carters arm, wrapping his legs around the neck, effecting a Triangle Choke. Luckily for Carter, though, he was near the ropes and was able to roll out of the ring. Dice follows and tosses Carter back, making use of the time to regain his own stamina, before he climbs to the apron, but Carter shows great presence and cuts off his balance on the apron, pulling him from under the top rope, clutching him, and following a sick smirk, planting Dice down to the mat with a Spike DDT, making the cover.

One... Two..Wait!

Night had just locked in the Anaconda Vice (Nightwing) on Carter, and Carter was now in danger. Kicking and being wrenched at the same time, Carter was in panic mode, but managed to his knees, Night still refusing to let go of the hold, but Carter was luckily able to trip Night into the ropes, being close to them. Night met them neck first and on return, Carter hooked the arm and brought it down along with the whole body, now wrenching at it in its entirety with a Fujiwara Armbar. Night in incredible pain now, there was seemingly no way out for him; that was until, Dice sneaked behind Carter and, using the placement Carter was in to his advantage, locking in the LeBell Lock. Carter again in submission, he let loose of Night, who decided to treat to his arm for the time being. Now rolling and kicking, Carter was able to shift his balance, but Dice still had the lock locked in. Somehow, someway, Carter managed to shift his body to a little side, and thus, making a cover instead on Dice.

One... Two...

Dice had to immediately let go of the hold. Dice approached Carter and pulled him to his feet, but Carter was able to rake the eye. Carter ran against the set of ropes behind, and Dice attempted a Clothesline on the rebound but Carter ducked and leaped against the ropes, on return, planting Jimmy Dice down with a Springboard DDT. Carter would have most certainly made the cover there, but just as he got to his feet, he was turned around by Zakk Night, who had recovered by now, and who dropped Carter down face first to the mat with the Whisper In The Dark (Reverse STO). Night made the cover there, but Carter just managed to get the shoulder up before the count of three, sending Night in much desperation. But it was at that time that he noticed a downed Jimmy Dice, courtesy of Carter's Springboard DDT. With Carter not there to prevent his next thought move, Night headed to the turnbuckle and leaped on the fallen Dice with Nightfall (Frog Splash), effecting the cover, and sending the crowd into thrill.

One... Two... Thre--

Just managed to kick out did Jimmy Dice, and Night was much disappointed by now. And so his reaction showed, as he covered his face in the palm of his hands. However, he realized that his best move had yet to be made, and so he wasted little time in transitioning his thoughts into action. He pulled Dice to his feet, staying behind him the entire time. That took some time as much had been taken out of Night as well. But, nevertheless, Night managed to pull Dice to his feet from behind and clutch him for the Turning of the Night (Twisting Reverse DDT). Just before he could perform the spin, Carter springboarded towards him with what looked like a Moonsault, but he managed to land behind Night and clutch him in a Reverse DDT from there. With Night in the clutches of Carter, and Dice in the clutches of Night himself, Carter executed the move on Night, planting the head of both of his opponents hard on the mat. Instead of going for a cover there, Carter approached the corner and leaned against it. With Night lying to his left and Dice to his right, Carter kept a close eye on both, ready to make his next move on whoever is first to get to his feet. With no movement from either party for a few moments, Carter suddenly noticed that now both were stirring to their feet slowly but steadily. That hindered his thought process to an extent, as he now had to keep an eye on both. Nevertheless, Night was first to get to his feet and so Carter immediately went for the Carter Cutter, but Night deflected the move, shoving him straight towards Jimmy Dice who connected to the jaw of Carter with a picture perfect D.R.K (Detroit Roulette Kick). Carter was OUT! And Jimmy knew it, but Night was just there, hooking his arms across Dices neck almost immediately and nailing the Turning of the Night! This one was possibly over. Night hooked both legs!

One... Two... Thre-----

NOO! Dice managed to get his shoulders up before the count of three, sending Night into total disbelief, and rightfully so! His absolute best wasnt enough to put Jimmy Dice away, but maybe Dices was to put Carter away! In other words, Night noticed a possibly unconscious Carter lying straight on the mat (courtesy of Jimmy Dices D.R.K.), but probably wasted some time in making the cover. But did, nonetheless!

One... Two...

Carter was not moving and that was it!... However, Night was suddenly pulled to the side by the arms by Jimmy Dice, who wrapped his legs tightly, cross around the neck of Night with his deadly Triangle Choke, now wrenching away at it with everything he had! The Le Prison was locked in, and there was no way out for Night! Carter was down and out, and Night was trapped. In the center of the ring! But he could not submit. His pride was on the line, as well as the Global Championship. Dice who himself was weakened with the punishment he had absorbed throughout this match had some energy still left in him, just enough to tighten the grasp, and possibly cutting away the supply of oxygen. Night was being choked. He was moving, but very, very slowly. He clearly didnt have life left in him anymore, and the ref stepped in to check on him. Just as the ref raised the arm of Night to confirm his unconsciousness, and the arm was coming down to award Dice the title, the hold was suddenly broken! It was Carter! He had leapt onto the chest of Jimmy Dice with a Ghetto Stomp from the top rope! Amazingly, Carter had found the wherewithal to save this match for himself at the last minute, and winding the last bit of energy in Jimmy Dice with that devastating Ghetto Stomp, which prompted to roll out of the ring in pain and agony. Night was definitely knocked out! Dice definitely wouldnt be there for quite some time now! Carter had this one, but he wanted to make an impact! This was for the first-ever Global Championship, and Carter couldnt just win it without putting the exclamation mark himself. And so he did!

A sickening grin that almost immediately drew a flurry of boos from the hot crowd, it was followed with Carter very disrespectfully pulling Night to his feet using just the head. Yes, Night was unconscious, so much so, that Carter was his only support on feet, and the same Carter had held Nights face with his palm, and delivering hard open-handed slaps across the face, drawing much heat. Enough now! That was what Carter possibly thought, as he decided to end this one for good. Carter Cutter, and Nights face was absolutely planted! Down! Out! Unconscious! Carter covered easily and counted with the referee!

One... Two... Three!!

Winner & Global Champion: Carter III

'3 Peat' would erupt from the speakers and Carter would immediately roll to the outside, impatiently snatching hiss earned Global Championship after the just concluded hellacious match. Passing from the side of the ring Jimmy Dice was lying on, Carter would yell out some words of abuse at the opponent he did not pin or make tap out tonight, before posing to the dismay of the fans and exiting in backwards fashion with his Global Championship, and as the first-ever Global Champion.

 

MATCH #5

Women's Championship

Amy Garcia vs. Sloane

After a back and forth few weeks on Electrification and Smash!N, things have come to head here at OverBlow, the two challengers for the FWA Womens Championship, Amy Garcia & Sloane, had made their entrance to the ring, both didn't break eye contact as FWA Ring Announcer Kate Wilmer headed out to center ring.

Kate Wilmer
Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the FWA Womens Championship!

Announced Ms Wilmer, as the audience responded with a cheer.

Kate Wilmer
In the first corner, from Miami, Florida. Standing five foot five inches, and weighing in tonight at one hundred and thirty one pounds. The Mistress of Misery AMY GAAAARCIA!

The crowd with mixed feelings for the Mistress had half of them cheering her on, whilst the other half descended to boos. Amy taunted for the crowd, a small smirk on her face, seeming to talk some trash at Sloane.

Kate Wilmer
And in the second corner, hailing from Tampa-HEY!

Kate blurted, as the trash talk had not sat well with Sloane, who marched across the ring, pushing Ms Wilmer to one, Amy realizing this approached as well, the two met in the middle with a flurry of fists. The crowd cheering on as this match got underway. The trading blows repeated until Amy ducked under, catching Sloane around the waist as Garcia charged her back into her corner, Sloane landed back first on the turnbuckles. Amy kept Sloane held around the waist, wrappings her fingers around the second rope, Amy then proceeded to ram her shoulder into Sloane's gut. Sloane began to fight back with repeated clubs to the back of Amy. Before shoving Garcia away from her, Amy stumbled back, regaining her footing, she charged at Sloane once more, except Sloane used the ropes to lift herself up, her legs going over and wrapping around Amy's waist, as Sloane rolled forward into a sunset flip, making the cover in the early going.

1, Kickout!

Matt Striker
Early cover there by Sloane there, as this match up gets underway.

With the kick out, both women returned to their feet at a quick pace, locking up in a Collar and Elbow tie up, Sloane transitioned into a waist lock from behind, lifting Amy up to plant her on the mat, the two struggled for the upper hand, as Garcia managed to catch Sloane by the hair to pull her over and off from the waist lock. Garcia hooked around Sloane's head with them both on the mat, a headlock choke hold. The two pushed to their feet, but as soon as they did, Amy slammed down with a twisting neck breaker.

Picking up Sloane, Garcia talks some more trash into the face of Sloane, before delivering a hard slap into the face of Sloane, seemingly toying with her. Sloane stumbled to the ropes, catching some breath as she shook off the slap, as Amy closed in, Sloane took advantage with a big dropkick that knocked Amy to the ropes, Sloane now ran across the ring, landing a clothesline on Amy, over the ropes and to the floor. Sloane leaves the ring, putting some distance between her and the rising Garcia, as once Amy turned, Sloane ran towards her, looking for another clothesline, but Garcia ducked under, Amy turned quickly to try and cease Sloane whilst her back was turned, but got more worse for her wear as Sloane lifted her leg high to nail a hook kick on Garcia, flooring the Mistress. Sloane picked up the body of Amy, rolling her into the ring, as Sloane entered herself, waiting for Garcia to get to her feet, once she did she met a gut kick from Sloane, being hooked and nailed with a snap suplex. Sloane covers

1, 2, Kickout!

Mike || The Mouth || Stokes
Great suplex there by Sloane, not enough to put away Garcia, though.

Matt Striker
Being in Championship matches before Mike, what advice would you give to these two?

Mike || The Mouth || Stokes
If the Turtle Cage is dirty, I ain't paying for it.

Matt Striker
...right...right...

Amy headed straight out of the ring following the kickout, needing some room for air, but Sloane wasn't letting her off easy, following her straight out. As Sloane threw Garcia to the ring barricade, but Garcia stops herself, throwing her elbow back into the gut of Sloane, Amy then dropped, catching Sloane with a drop toe hold into the barricade. A groan from the crowd as Sloane clutched her face, her feet kicking the ground as she felt the full force of that barricade meeting her head, Amy grabbed Sloane by the head, whipping her from the barricade into the turnbuckle post, before rolling Sloane back into the ring, Amy gripped Sloane by the hair, slamming her head first into the mat a few times before releasing, stopping the ref from counting Amy out. As Garcia took time to taunt the audience, before turning her attention back on Sloane, she stood over Sloane, allowing Sloane to use her as leverage to pull herself up, but once she was at her knees, Garcia hooked the head, throwing Sloane straight back down on the mat.

Mounting Sloane, delivering a succession of right hands, Amy eventually was forced to her feet by the ref, as Garcia landed a stomp into the gut of Sloane. Amy picked Sloane up to her feet, ramming her face first into the top turnbuckle, Sloane cupped her face, licking her wounds as Garcia ascended the turnbuckle, sitting on the top with her feet firmly on the second ropes, she hooked Sloane's head before wrenching her up into the air with a rear naked choke on the turnbuckle, strangling Sloane as the ref counted her out. Before releasing the hold at 4, Sloane landed on her feet gasping for air, but was no sooner heaved back into the air with another read naked choke by Garcia, Amy released on 4 again, but as Sloane landed, she reached her hands back to hook around Amys head, throwing Amy off the rope to the mat with a vicious snapmare to the floor. Amy was back up to her feet as Sloane recovered from the choke, but Sloane strike from behind, hooking Garcia up, Sloane lands a Russian leg sweep, floating over into a cover, hooking the leg.

1, 2, Kickout!

Mike || The Mouth || Stokes
Oh wow! I honestly thought that was the end.

Joey Styles
Is that why you took out your phone to call someone?

Mike || The Mouth || Stokes
...shut up, Joey.

With the Kickout, Sloane dragged Amy to her feet with a rear naked choke of her own, a legal one this time, but Garcia soon managed to get out, throwing herself back, to send Sloane back first into the turnbuckle, as Sloane released, Amy would take a page out of Sloane's book with a snapmare, rolling Sloane over into a seated position as she locked in a full nelson. Almost ripping Sloan'es arm from her body, Sloane screamed in pain as she shouted no to the ref, currently asking her whether or not she wanted to give up. After a few more moments of the agonizing pain, Sloane began to fight back, pushing herself ever so slowly to one foot, then the next, she threw her arm back into Garcia's face to break part of the Full Nelson, before turning and gripping the other arm of Amy's. Whipping Garcia to the ropes, Garcia attempted a float over, but was caught overhead by Sloane, the two struggled for power, before Sloane threw Amy over onto the apron, Sloane nailed a right hand into Garcia, before dragging her up onto the turnbuckle, both women up high, Sloane hooked for a superplex, but Garcia fought out. Bashing at Sloane with her fists, she then shoved Sloane off the turnbuckle, hitting the mat. Before Amy stood high on the turnbuckle, turning, she leaped off with the C-U-N-T Healer, getting a pop from a portion of the crowd. Hooking the leg for the cover!

1, 2, No! Sloane got the shoulder up, just in the nick of time!

Mike || The Mouth || Stokes
These girls definitely have some spirit in them, using every ounce of energy they have to stay in the match.

Matt Striker
Certainly more energy here than most of your matches combined, Mike...

Mike || The Mouth || Stokes
...Joey, Matt told me backstage of a rash you're afraid to show the doctor...

Joey Styles
WHA-...Matt, you said you'd keep it to yourself!

Matt Striker
Err...

A grit of the teeth from Amy, what was a perfectly executed moonsault made ugly by the Kickout, Amy swung a brutal fist to the head of Sloane, as she picked Sloane back up, Amy nailing a scoop slam on Sloane before backing up to the corner again, looking for a knee drop, but as she jumped this time, Sloane got the hell out of dodge. Garcia's knee smashing against the mat, as Sloane and Garcia got up at the same pace, Sloane brushing her hair to the side to get a clear view of Garcia and nail a dropkick, sending Amy down to the mat, a small pop from the crowd, some signs of life from Sloane. As the two took their time recuperating again on the mat, getting up again, Sloane began to throw left and rights to the face of Garcia, rocking Garcia. Sloane ran to the ropes, knocking down Garcia with a clothesline, as Amy was up to her feet, only to be knocked down again with a clothesline. Garcia up again, as Sloane hit a wheelbarrow kick. Sloane picking up the pace now as she irish whipped Amy across the ring, on return lifting Garcia up, but Amy slipped out, hooking a waist lock on Sloane, Sloane however slid under the left arm of Garcia and applied a waist lock herself, charging with Garcia to the ropes and bouncing off to roll up Amy. The ref makes the cover!

1, 2, Kickout!

Lifting Amy up, Sloane looked for another suplex, but Amy swiveled under Sloane, getting behind Sloane, Amy locked in the Spicy Misery Cross Face Chickenwing. Wrenching on the arm and head of Sloane, Sloane cried out once more, attempting to find some leverage, but Garcia dropped to the floor, making the situation much harder for Sloane, who was stuck in the middle of the ring for a moment. As her free arm began o claw at the mat, pulling her and Amy closer and closer to the ropes. The crowd stuck in a battle of chants for both women.

Matt Striker
Can Sloane do it!? All that punishment on the neck, surely she cant.

Mike || The Mouth || Stokes
Shes dragging the weight of herself and Amy across the ring, thats pretty impressive, Matt. She's gonna get there if Amy doesn't act.

But before Amy could do anything, Sloane's legs reached out and snagged the ropes, the ref acting on this began counting Amy out. An ear piercing scream of rage from Amy, who released at the 4 count. Her teeth clenched together as she seethed through them. Picking Sloane up, Amy hooked the head, heading towards the ropes, she jumped, landing her feet on the ropes, Mistress DD- NO! Sloane threw Amy away in mid air, as Garcia landed face first on the mat. As she attempted to rise, the right foot of Amy pinned her down, picking up Amy's head by the hair, Sloane released with a hair pull curb stomp. Before dropping down on Amy, locking in the M.A.D.T Dragon Sleeper, her legs hooked around Amy's waist. Amy's arms flailed, trying to find some ground in the hold. As Sloane tugged on the hold tighter and tighter, until Amy could take no more, her hand reaching out and tapping the mat. Sloane wins!

Winner: Sloane (New FWA Womens Champion)

The RL Grime Remix of Rihanna Pour It Up hit the sound speakers as Sloane was crowned Womens Champion, the ref handing her the title from ringside. Sloane took the title, holding it high in the air for the crowd at the MGM Grand. A mixed reaction for Sloane once again, but like it or not, she was your new FWA Womens Champion. Everything was perfect at the moment for Sloane, and rightfully so! She deserved this moment. Amy Garcia was at her absolute best today and Sloane managed to overcome arguably her toughest challenge till date, and Sloane was just loving it. She continued to celebrate to her theme in the background, before... it was replaced. The theme was replaced with...

It was Tsingis Khan - Apalanta, and Sloane was confused. Hell, everybody in the arena was. Sloane canceled the celebrations and got off the turnbuckle, turning her attention towards the stage, with no one there. Sloane looked around for a bit, and the moment she looked back at the stage, she was sent into horror. Out from the curtains emerged a mammoth of a woman. It was Kaarina, who was last seen in the now-defunct GWNW. The extremely strong competitor - 5'8, 170 pounds - slowly made her way towards the ring, her eyes fixated upon Sloane and vice versa. Only that, Sloane was 'freezed' to her place. She should have moved from there, but something wasn't allowing her. Finally, Kaarina made her way into the ring through the ropes and Sloane suddenly rushed towards her now, attempting to hit her with the newly-acquired title, but Kaarina spoiled the party mid-way, hoisting Sloane in her bare hands and dropping her down with a Powerslam, following which the music was stopped and the crowd was deemed silent, in awe of what they were seeing. Kaarian taunted for a bit, before pulling Sloane back to her feet and tightening her by the neck, before soon lifting her impressively off the ground and dropping her down with a thunderous Choke Slam. The Women's Champion was being demolished, but Kaarina wasn't done there. At that moment, she noticed Amy Garcia struggling to her feet, and just as she turned around, was planted hard on the mat herself, courtesy of another monstrous Choke Slam!

The top two female competitors in the company were down and out and Kaarina - the newcomer - was the only one standing. Giving an intense look now to the Championship lying on the mat, Kaarina looked towards both the victims and made her exit, slowly but steadily disappearing through the ramp, while Amy and Sloane were lying in the center of the ring, destroyed.

 

Handsome Eric | The Light of Lights

With Dean Osbert

After all the other wrestlers for the Six Pack Match are assembled, Handsome Eric's obnoxious new theme music then plays through the arena's sound system and yellow lights flicker through out the arena. Handsome Eric gets heat, but not as much as he used to because of the embarrassing defeat he suffered on friday. Handsome Eric and Dean Osbert then make their entrance as normal with the blowing of kisses but he has a mic in one hand, so that means he is going to talk. Handsome Eric does his entrance as normal just until he gets to ring side at the end of the ramp, then Handsome Eric's theme stops Handsome Eric puts the microphone to his mouth so he can speak Today is a glorious day for the wrestling world is it not? It is! For it is I, Hansdome Eric will sing my song of victory. I will arise as the new FWA Champion. Handsome Eric then points to the people in the ring None of you will succeed while I draw breath, for I am the Light of a Thousand Suns!" Eric then takes a dramatic pause as he gets booed "The Hour of Handsome is now, the sun sets on all of you you, while I the Light of Lights will glow through the night. I will propser and be the new FWA World Champion" Handsome Eric then smirks heavily as he drops the mic and is ready for his match.

MAIN EVENT

FWA Championship - 6-Pack Challenge

Edgar von Durer vs. Handsome Eric vs. Shawn Hunter vs. Robert Heat vs. Gabriel Gospel vs. Corey Graves

The competitors all weigh up each other and they all went off into couples, fighting eachother, The 3 groups of 2 consisted of Heat and Hunter, Von Durer and Gospel, and Corey Graves locking up with Handsome Eric.

Robert Heat was dominating Shawn Hunter with his superior power, and Gospel and Von Durer were beating the hell out of each other. Heat tried to throw Hunter out of the ring and got him over the top rope, but Hunter held on, and elbowed Heat. Shawn then climbed back through the ropes and began with a couple of uppercuts, forcing him back to the turnbuckle where he would start chopping. Corey Graves scoop slammed Handsome Eric to the canvas, and then proceeded to bounce off the ropes and nail an elbow drop straight to the heart. Quick cover, but a 1 count was mustered.

Gabriel Gospel and Edgar von Durer were trading blows in the centre of the ring. Gospel blocked a few of Von Durer’s shots, and traded some back. Von Durer hit Gospel with a perfect Dropkick. Gospel stumbled back against the ropes. Von Durer charged, but Gospel ducked, and was sent over the top rope, but hung onto the apron. Gospel went for a forearm, but Edgar ducked, and baseball slid through the ropes, and Gospel's legs, back into the ring. Edgar then grabbed Gospel with a waste lock, hitting a large German suplex to Gospel.

Heat was now back up to his feet, and was still fighting Shawn Hunter. Heat then hit a couple of knees to the gut of Hunter, and forced him against the ropes, and began back chopping Hunter's chest. Hunter then threw Heat into the corner, and delivered lots of head and body shots, Heat at this point was now slumped in the corner again. Hunter went for a patented rope assisted dropkick, but in midair, Graves caught Hunter and threw him over the top rope. Hunter just hung on, and graves hit a dropkick of his own, sending Hunter to the outside.

Eric and Edgar Von Durer then attempted double team Graves, and would hit double snap jabs to the head of Graves. They double Irish whipped him, and on the return, hit a double flapjack. Gospel had returned to his feet now, and went back on the offense with Edgar Von Durer again. Gospel hit a flurry of forearms to Von Durer, and began beating Von Durer’s chest with chops and clotheslines. Gospel hit a snapmare to Von Durer, and followed it up with a large soccerball kick to the back. Gospel then turned his attention to Handsome Eric. Gospel snap jabbed the face of the Eric, and forced him into the turnbuckle. Gospel created some distance, and began kicking Eric in the mid section with a lot of kicks, Daniel Bryan Style. Gospel then picked up Handsome Eric and sat him on the top of the turnbuckle. Gospel climbed, but as he did so, Robert Heat came underneath with an electric chair drop to Gospel. Gospel rolled out of the ring. Robert Heat then went to scale the top rope to superplex Handsome Eric, but Eric headbutted heat, stopping the attempt. Eric then pushed Heat off of the top turnbuckle and he fell back first onto the canvas. From the outside, Shawn hunter jumped onto the apron, and hit a rope assisted gamengiri to Handsome Eric. Eric tumbled from the top rope, and he fell to ringside.

Hunter now climbed through the ropes, and looked around. A swift uppercut to Edgar Von Durer levelled him, and Robert Heat was on the receiving end of a back elbow. Gabriel Gospel ran at Hunter, and Hunter hit a back body drop, sending the master of The Revelation flying over his head. Von Durer was back to his feet, and Hunter hit a snap powerslam. Hunter was fired up. Wrong place wrong time for Corey Graves, as Hunter knocked him clean out with a Bicycle Kick. Graves fell to the mat, and Hunter looked to capitalise. Robert Heat intercepted with a Gazelle Punch! Leaping hook to Hunter, MMA style! Looked like he knocked him clean out. Heat turned around, and Gospel hit a large Step up Enzuigiri. Heat didn’t fall, and Gospel created some distance. The Revelation STO was beckoning. Gospel ran at Heat, but Heat exploded out with belly to belly suplex, sending Gospel over the top rope!

Handsome Eric was now on the apron, and after watching the action transcend between Gospel and Heat, he scaled the top rope. Heat was now in the centre of the ring taking a breather, unaware at Eric’s positioning. Heat turned around, and Handsome Eric dived off with a diving double axe handle, clubbing Heat in the temple on the fall. Handsome Eric went for the cover. 1...2... Kick out! Handsome Eric was annoyed, and lifted Heat up immediately, Suplex position, Vindicator imminent. Eric lifted Heat up for the Brainbuster, but Heat reversed, flipping over his head. Heat was behind Eric, and pushed him into Shawn Hunter who was standing on the apron. The two men collided, sending Hunter to the outside, and Handsome Eric groggily returned to the centre of the ring, and Robert Heat hit a large T-Bone suplex to Eric, Robert Heat pinned Handsome Eric. 1...2... kickout. Heat grasped at his face in disbelief, and now stood up. He was met by a Dragon Suplex from Corey Graves. Graves administered the bridge, so the referee counted. 1...2... kickout from Heat. With Heat down, Corey Graves looked about the ring, Edgar von Durer was back on the scene. Smile Injection! EVD hit the rolling Swiss uppercut. That knocked Graves clean out. Edgar Von Durer then lifted up the lifeless Corey Graves, and locked in the Devil Lock. DDT was imminent, but Corey Graves hit a Northern Lights Suplex. There was no bridge on this suplex, but it did the desired effect in taking out Durer. Hunter then climbed into the ring, weighed up his opponents, and decided to take out Corey Graves. Shawn Hunter hit the gut kick, and then locked in a double Underhook hold, lifting Graves up, and dropping him on his head with a piledriver, The Last Surrender. As Graves’ head hit the mat, Gabriel Gospel returned to the action, and grabbed Shawn Hunter. Gospel threw Hunter shoulder first into the ring post, and then turned to Graves and pinned him. 1...2...3...

Gabriel Gospel had eliminated Corey Graves.

Gabriel Gospel smiled in the centre of the ring as he had been given credit for eliminating Corey Graves, even though it was Shawn Hunter’s finisher that grounded the tattooed wrestler. The smile on Gospel’s face would not last long however, as Edgar Von Durer re-emerged into the match up, and began stomping on the body and face of the Messiah. Gospel began to fight back, a couple of open palmed slaps to the face, backing Durer up to the turnbuckle. Gospel then grabbed Robert Heat, and threw him into Durer, shoulder into the gut. Gospel then threw Heat between the ropes to the outside. Gospel turned his attention back to von Durer, and hit a monkey flip sending Durer into the centre of the ring. Rather than go to continue the assault on von Durer, Gabriel Gospel hit a vaulting body press to Robert Heat on the outside. This took Gospel and Robert Heat out as they both hit the ringside barricade.

Edgar used the ropes to assist him in standing, but Handsome Eric got up himself. The two ran at each other, and Handsome Eric got the upper hand with a clothesline. He then bounced off of the ropes, and hit a diving Forearm. Edgar got up, and was met by a spinning wheel kick. Edgar crawled to the turnbuckle, and Handsome Eric hit a running splash. Handsome Eric quickly ascended the top rope, and jumped off with a diving elbow drop. Handsome Eric turned and pinned Edgar, but received a 2 count. Handsome Eric then got Edgar to his feet, and tried to attempt a DDT. Edgar lifted up Handsome Eric, and threw him over the top rope, Edgar turned away, but Handsome Eric managed to hang on to the top rope. Edgar turned, and Handsome Eric springboarded attempting to hit a diving shoulder tackle. Edgar intercepted by ducking the punch, and then hitting a Blue Thunder Bomb. Edgar fell onto the pin, Handsome Eric looked done. 1...2...Kickout. Handsome Eric managed to force his way out remarkably. Edgar looked to end the match for Handsome Eric. Edgar lifted up Handsome Eric's body, and looked set to apply the Devil Lock DDT. At this moment, Dean Osbert ran onto the ring apron, distracting Edgar von Durer. Handsome Eric then inverted his body out of the hold, hitting a gut kick, and a swift Vindicator. 1...2...3...

Handsome Eric has eliminated Edgar Von Durer.

As Handsome Eric got to his feet, he hugged his manager on the ring apron and then returned to the ring. In the ring were all 4 men ready to duel once again. Hunter and Handsome Eric lock up, as well as Gabriel Gospel and Robert Heat. Shawn Hunter gives large hammer fists to the back of Handsome, hitting him to the floor. Shawn begins stomping on Eric, kicking him to the outside. Gabriel Gospel begins to get the upper hand over Robert Heat, hitting him in the face with a few open fists. Robert retaliates on Gabriel with a forearm smash to the face, that rocked Gospel. Robert ran at Gabriel, attempting a clothesline, but Gabriel ducked, and Shawn Hunter hit Robert Heat with a strong lariat, causing Heat to roll out of the ring. Shawn and Gabriel then looked at eachother, circling around eachother as the fans anticipated a Hunter and Gabriel clash. The two came together, Shawn went under the arm, and got Gabriel in a reverse waist lock. Gabriel rolled Shawn off of him, and replied with a headlock. Gabriel then succeeded in a judo type throw that resulted in Gabriel landing above Hunter. Gabriel then applied a headlock to Hunter on the mat. Shawn used bodily momentum to adjust himself, and trapped Gabriel in a leg scissors. Gabriel forced his way out of the hold, and the two men got to their feet. Gabriel hit Shawn with an Irish Whip, but as Shawn hit the rope, Robert Heat pulled the ropes down, and caused Shawn to go tumbling to ringside. Gabriel was alone in the ring, but not for long. Gabriel turned around to see Handsome Eric leaping off of the ropes, and hitting him with a diving dropkick. Handsome crawled into the pin, but Gabriel Gospel kicked out at a 2 count. Heat returned to the ring, and hit an elbow drop to the back on Handsome Eric's head, and then went to target Gabriel Gospel. Heat went to clothesline Gospel over the top rope, but Gospel intercepted, and hit a body drop, sending Heat over to ringside. Hunter returned to the ring, hitting a large Bicycle kick to the face of Handsome Eric. Handsome Eric did not fall and turned around where Gabriel Gospel grabbed his face with his hand, and swiped the legs, applying the Revelation to Handsome Eric. 1...2...3...

Gabriel Gospel has eliminated Handsome Eric

Shawn Hunter hit a giant big clothesline to Gospel. Hunter dragged Gospel to the centre and delivered an elbow drop. Hunter hooked the leg. 1…2… Kick out. Hunter argued with the referee, and Gospel rolled him up with a schoolboy. 1…2… Kick out! Hunter began pounding down on Gospel, and hit elbows to Gospel’s lower back. Gospel crawled to the corner. Hunter measured him and looked for a turnbuckle body splash. Hunter charged, Gospel moved, and Shawn hit the top rope chest first. Gospel hit a quick backslide pin. 1…2… Hunter kicked out. Gospel stood up, and hit a chop block. Gospel then stood up hit an array of Stomps to his opponent. Gabriel Gospel then bounced off the opposite rope and hit a running kick to the side of Hunter's face. Gospel pinned Hunter 1…2…Kicked out. Gospel then lifted Hunter, and grabbed his face. Looked like a Revelation attempt by Gabriel Gospel. Before Gabriel Gospel could sweep the legs, Hunter toe kicked Gospel, and hit a drop toehold, looking for his finisher, ‘Means to an End’, the crossface. Gospel knew that the submission was in sight, so he managed to push Hunter off, get to his feet and swipe Hunter's legs. Gospel hit a catapult on Hunter, which sent him crashing face first into the turnbuckle. Hunter stumbled around the ring, and Gospel hit a springboard clothesline. Gospel signified the end of the match up, and did his signature taunt. Gospel turned around, and was subject to a huge punch to the face from Robert Heat. 1...2...3...

Robert Heat eliminated Gabriel Gospel.

Heat got to hit feet first. Hunter followed suit, and attempted a clothesline. Heat ducked, and hit a jumping enziguiri rocking Hunter. Heat then got Hunter onto his shoulders, looking to hit a gutbuster more than likely. Hunter managed to roll off of his shoulders, and got him on his shoulders, hitting a standing Green Bay Plunge. Heat seemed temporarily out, but Shawn Hunter didn't go for the pin. Instead, Hunter looked for the double foot stomp, Heat moved out of the way, meaning Hunter hit the canvas feet first, hurting the ankles. This gave resting time for Heat. Heat sat in the bottom turnbuckle trying to catch his breath, as Hunter lay on the mat. Heat used the turnbuckle to pull himself to his feet, and then climbed to the top rope. Heat leaped off with a Frog-splash, connecting hard to the midsection of Hunter. Heat felt his midsection and rib area, due to the pain, and for this reason, was unable to get the pin immediately. Heat then managed to finally make the cover, Hunter kicked out at a 2 count. Heat then tried to end the match. Heat got to his feet, and lifted Hunter to his feet. Heat then looked to hit the Tiger Bomb, but Hunter reversed into a cutter. Hunter floated over into the pin, but Heat managed to kick out at a very late 2 count. Hunter fell to the mat in exhaustion. Hunter then looked to hit his Last Surrender Piledriver, but Heat wriggle out and hit the Towering Inferno to Hunter. Heat pinned 1...2...3...NO! Gabriel Gospel pulled Robert Heat from out of the ring, and hit a Revelation to ringside! Robert Heat was out for the count, but Gabriel Gospel rolled him back into the ring. Shawn Hunter noticed this, and went for the pin. 1...2... ROBERT HEAT KICKED OUT! Robert Heat kicked out of the Revelation by Gospel, so Hunter was denied the victory. Sahwn Hunter then lifted upo Robert Heat, lifting him up with an Underhook Piledriver. 1...2...3...

Winner & FWA Champion: Shawn Hunter

Shawn did it! Shawn Hunter had done it! He had outlasted six fierce competitors tonight to have earned the right to win this match and the FWA Championship in the process. 'The Rebel' dropped to his knees, as 'Underground' would be blaring out of the PA Systems, and rightfully so! It was brutal, it was challenging, it was unpredictable; but in the end, it was all worth it. Shawn deserved this victory and he sure as hell deserved the title, as well as being forever known as the first-ever FWA Champion. Shawn - who had dropped to his knees, displaying the effects of this downright hellacious match, was handed his hard-earned Championship by the referee, and fireworks would erupt throughout the arena, the fans making their feelings known with intense boo'ing, but Shawn couldn't care less. All that matters to him now is that he is the FWA Champion, and this night, April 7th, 2013, will forever remind him of the night he made history forever. Ladies and gentlemen, good night, and thanks for tuning in to OverBlow!

[Intentz™]

Shaun decided he would stick around and watch the PPV. He would skip the main event though. There is no point dwelling over what could have been and Shaun knows that. He doesn't want to lose focus before his next match is even announced. He will go back to his hotel room or possibly go out to the nice restaurant in town and treat himself to a nice meal. He's looking forward to getting back to training tomorrow and the next match card being announced. Hopefully he can avenge his loss and prove himself to be a worthy competitor at this place.

[Mike™]

Well, that was OverBlow, Mike found it okay, it'd be only a matter of time till he teleported back to New Jersey. But part of him thought a job well done. Even though you can only weirdly hear him in matches his RPer types...but, with that palaver out of the way, Mike could freshen up with some food and drink. Being probably one of the only talent in the building at 100%. Mike was curious as to why everyone else was battered and bruised, forgetting they were the same people fighting in the ring, moments ago. Oh well, making a few workers jump, Mike poured one of his drinks out in honor of Gospel's loss. Damn shame. Mike got some food from the buffet table. Adding a TBC to the bottom of this post in hopes to kill time before Wrestlemania.

tbc

[Faster Than Light]

OT: Kind of attacked the other people in the women's match. So yeah. Apping as Kaarina

Link to Bio here

 

http://caws.ws/forum/topic/373282-caw-biography-thread/?p=9327334

[Crazy.]

ot; added

[Reverse DVD]

OverBlow is just over and now FWA has a world champion in the figure of Shawn Hunter, something that surprised a lot of people backstage, including Sean Davis. Given their altercation a few days ago, if Sean would have guessed that Hunter would have gone all the way and win the title after being on the receiving end of a rather aggressive hissy fit, he wouldn't believe it for a second. Then again, he would also believed that he could have won the pre-show battle royale, enter the 6 pack challenge and win the FWA title himself but that's not how things worked out. He can complain about it but, instead, setting his sights on some professional retribution seems to be the way to go after Corey Graves tried to be clever and using him as a stepping stone to his eventual win at the pre-show battle royale. Corey Graves might have failed at winning the FWA championship today but at least he can say he has won something for himself from Sean Davis' expense and it would be of bad education to not give Corey his prize at a future FWA event, wouldn't it?