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ICWA Demented Live July 26, 2006 | The cameras fade in. The crowd on there feet, the whole arena seeming as if it’s going to explode. The cheers and chants already starting and no one has even been introduced yet. The camera pans around showing all the people in the arena. Most of which are already on there feet. Everyone near the ringed crowded against the control barricade. The atmosphere is absolutely electric as the picture switches quickly to Bert and Marshal. Bert ," Dear god the whole stadium is already on it’s feet. This match has been highly anticipated since it was announced and the crowd certainly seems as if it doesn’t want to wait even one more second for it to get started" Marshal, " what a damn shame, it will start when it starts and these people can damn well wait until that." As if those very words were the cue the crowd suddenly erupts. The Cause of their reaction being overpowered by their reaction as finally "The G.O.A.T" is heard over the P.A. system The screen switching to a close-up view of the screen as the words. "The future……Of�?.The Franchise…�? flash across the screen. The shot going black for a moment. BOBBY. JOHNSON........ The Screams of the crowd are deafening. The camera making another pan around, showing almost the entire crowd on it’s feet, every sign and every little kid raised as high as possible as the Screen shows a Multitude of Bobby’s Wins and highlights. Bobby makes his way out from behind the curtains, and stops on the top of the ramp. He’s wearing a black wrestling singlet with the wide green stripes down the sides of it and the Grim Reaper symbol on the front of it, a black and green Team Johnson pullover jersey, black and green wrestling boots, a black and green fitted Team Johnson baseball cap, and his ICWA Hardcore Championship fastened around his waist. He gets down in a Shawn Michaels type pose, then stands back up and starts to jump from side to side a lot like Brock Lesnar used to, and the crowd gives him a huge pop. He stops jumping, and starts to make his way down the ramp. Dart, "The following bout is the ICWA DEMENTED MAIN EVENT! It is scheduled for ONEFALL with a One HOUR Time Limit! Introducing first, from New Orleans Louisianna, he weighs in this evening at 255 Pounds... BOBBY_JOHHHHHHHNSON!!!!" He stops in front of the ring, and leaps up onto the rings edge, and then grabs the ropes, and leap frogs over them, and lands inside the ring. He walks over to the far corner, and climbs up the turnbuckle, and flexes his biceps for the crowd, and gets back down, and walks over to the opposite turnbuckle, and repeats his flexing routine. He finally jumps down, and takes the pullover and hat off, and sets them down in the corner. He gives his Title to the referee. Bobby’s Music is actually cut off as "Final countdown" takes it’s place, Blaring loud through the Arena, the crowd exploding again as NLCS Stands at the top of the ramp, one hand stretched out, pointing a single finger at the ring and the Ready form of Bobby. Slowly Chris makes his way down the ramp, a hand extended, slapping the fans who are almost falling over the ramp trying to get to him. Dart, "And the challanger... Making his way from Silver Springs New York! He weighs in at 252 Pounds, he is "NO LIMITS" CHRISTIAN_SKKKKKKYYYYYWALKERRR!" Slowly he makes his way to the bottom of the ramp, his hand still extended and pointing right at his opponent. Slowly he raises the hand. The single finger pointing to the rafter. 1�?2�?3 BANG!!, the ring posts exploding with Red white and blue pyro. The crowd exploding again as he quickly steps into the ring, both men slowly walking around sizing each other up. The adrenaline rush obvious as both men bounce lightly on their feet, watching each other intently.
Bush ," Well it seems as if no man wants to waste any time here, Jay that was amazing, I could barely even hear myself think due to that crowd. They want this match almost more then those two men in the ring do and you can see the intensity in both their eyes, this match is what it means for them" Jay, " well maybe if you ever set foot in the ring you’d know exactly what it’s like. Both of these guys are watching, neither one wants to make the first move because they both know just how good the other one is when it comes to countering. The fans might like what there seeing but just like you they have no idea what is actually going on between those two men right now" Back in the ring both men are still walking around, slowly closing in, their arms spread slightly as they both quickly step forward, tying up almost dead center of the ring. Both men quickly push together and pull back, trying hard to find something to catch the other off guard, the crowd growing more fiery by the second as neither man can seem to gain the upper hand on his opponent. Finally Christian steps in, raising himself as tall as he can, using the small height advantage to pry his arms apart, looking for the almost customary headlock. His hands comes down as he tightens, his arms coming completely together as bobby is suddenly no longer there, having taken the split second to duck and spin around behind. He clamps the hand around the waist, looking for a german right at the outset. Christian reaches down, quickly gabbing the hands and flexing, slowly prying them apart grabbing one wrist and ducking under it, spinning and using the arm to throw Bobby towards the ropes. Dropping down as he comes back, bobby hopping over him to bounce of the other side, quickly being thrown across the ring by a deep arm drag from Christian. Bobby bounces to his feet and charges, getting quickly taken down by another arm drag. He gets to his feet just as Christian comes charging forward, grabbing his arm and again sending him to the roped. Bobby comes off just as Christian sets his stance, looking for another arm drag. Bobby throwing his arms wide, catching Skywalker in a hug as he steps around, pulling off a quick belly to belly suplex. Christian rolls over out of the way and quickly gets back to his feet, both men staring at each other from across the ring. The crowd in a frenzy at the action that has just taken place. Sky walker nodding a little to himself, a smile spread wide over bobby’s face as they slowly start to walk around again. Bush ," both men are certainly trying to think there way through this match. They both obviously have respect for their opponents or they would not be this cautious" Marshak, " it’s not caution it’s strategy, both men are trying to assume they know what the other one is going to do, if you can predict your opponents moves. Even once it gives you an edge for the entire match."
Both men quickly come together again, locking up, skywalker dropping to a knee, his arms clenching the head off bobby as he drops, bringing him down. Bobby’s one arm slashing out, knocking the tensed leg from under Chris and sending him off balance. Bobby grabbing one of the arms around his head and pulling, giving a small shoulder toss which send Skywalker to his back. Bobby being in no position to do anything else drops his body across Chris�?not even a one count as he kicks out with authority, rolling to his feet just in time to be taken down by a quick Arm drag from bobby. Bobby quickly steps forward, grabbing the arm and wrenching up powerfully, twisting the hold in tighter. Slowly he pulls up, working hard on that shoulder as Chris shakes his head at the ref, his one leg pounding on the ground as he tries to focus his way through the pain. The leg hitting with more and more force, finally hitting and catching as he vaults to his feet, spinning under the arm to relive some tension before kicking Bobby hard in the gut. Grabbing him for a quick Snap suplex. Both men a little slower to their feet. The crowd once again impressed as neither gives the other time. Bobby running forward, grabbing Skywalker and flinging him off the ropes. Dropping down looking for the Back body drop. Skywalker drops down, baseball sliding between Bobby’s legs and popping up behind him. Bobby turning just to Take a beautifully executed dropkick hard in the chest. The blow sending him reeling to the corner, his arms locked around his chest as he fights off the pain. Managing to get his senses just as Chris charges him. Dropping the shoulder quickly he catches him and sends him up and over the ropes. Christian holds on, managing to catch himself on the edge as Bobby jumps onto the middle rope, swinging his foot around and Looking for chris�?head. Which just barley manages to get out of the way. Chris watches as Bobby hits the ground, his arms vaulting him over the top rope looking for an elbow drop but finding nothing but canvass as bobby rolls at the last second.. both men quickly roll to their stomachs, scrambling forward and grabbing onto each other. Both of them fight for position, hoping to get that little extra measure out of him opponent as they push hard against one and other. Both of them rising slowly to their feet. Bobby reacts quickly, stepping forward and locking his hand around Christian tighter, his hips popping as he throws off a perfect Overhand belly to belly suplex. Sending Christian flying across the ring. The crowd pops as Bobby runs over, his body soaring through the air as he lands a hard cross body on Christian who has just managed to stagger to his feet. Both men hit the mat hard, the Crowd exploding as bobby rolls up one leg, the ref dropping quickly. 1..2 hell no as Christian kicks out again. Bobby hops back, his arms spread wide, the smile across his face gone, replaced by a look of pure concentration as his eyes size up Christian looking obviously for another powerful suplex. Slowly Chris manages to find his feet, his eyes wide as he feels bobby’s hand lock around his waist. His next move one of sheer desperation as he reaches back, grabbing Bobby’s head and throwing his feet from under him. Sitting down, nailing a viscious jawbreaker. Bobby reeling back in pain and surprise as Christian slowly gets to his feet. Regaining his senses simply by relying on his experiences in the ring. Stepping in and locking his forearm against Bobby’s jaw, his foot kicking Bobby’s from underneath him as he falls back, bringing bobby’s head hard into his arm. The crowd erupts as Bobby holds his head in pain, knowing enough not to just lye there he rolls, slowly trying to find his feet as Chris stalking him around the ring Busch: Skywalker just watching him, stalking him like prey! Marshall: He has to Bert! Bobby Johnson is no slack off of a wrestler. He has the skill to beat you in an instant if need be. Christiian is seen continuing his plan of attack as Bobby stands up. He is able enough to stand on his own long enough before NLCS charges at him and takes out the knee. Bobby falls to the ground holding his knee as NLCS then crawls his way over next to Bobby who is more focused on the knee, as NLCS, slaps the taste out of his mouth. Christian, then picks up Bobby. Bobby is seen not trying to put much pressure onto the knee. Christian, then grabs the arm of Bobby, and takes a swift kick towards the knee connecting very efficiently. Bobby is seen being held up by his arm, as NLCS takes Johnson down with a russian leg sweep. NLCS, grabs Bobby, and pulls him over to the corner turnbuckle. Christian, then pulls Bobby hard enough where his grapefruits, slam hard against the unforgiving steel. Bobby is now seen more focused on the pain in his groin that he is now from his knee. Bobby is seen with his eyes shooting wide open still from the shot he just took. NLCS grabs the bad knee of Bobby and is seen wrapping it around the steel post as Bobby is seen screaming out in a bit of pain. NLCS is now looking out at the crowd, as they roar in anticipation of what is to come next. NLCS grabs a hold of the leg one more time, but Bobby with his good leg is seen sending kicks the the face and head of NLCS, sending him back into the guardrail. Bobby then grabs onto the ropes and pulls himself to his feet, still in agony from those knee and crotch shots. NLCS's head hit the guardrail hard, as he is not even moving lying flat on his stomach. Bobby is seen helping himself to the top rope. As he reaches the top. Bobby takes off as he connects with a huge leg drop to the back of the head and neck of NLCS. Bobby and NLCS are both seen down on the outside, as Bobby is still attending to the knee, since he is now in more pain for attempting that move. Busch: Holy crap, Bobby took a major risk to pull that move off!! Marshall: Yeah he did, and with that knee now, who is to say that he wouldnt of take a bad fall and injured himself more? Busch: Well that is what you get when you are in this match, you have to put up or shut up!! Marshall: Both men are extremely exhausted from this matchup!! They have been going at it non stop!! Busch: Look Bobby is seen raising his head, and he just dropped again. This match has taken so much out of both of them!! Tim White is seen counting. He is already up to a five count. Just out of nowhere, Bobby is seen climbing back to his feet. Bobby is seen sliding into the ring, as Tim White''s count has been stopped. He then begins counting out NLCS. Bobby not done with this match up, goes back to the outside. He is seen limping, over to NLCS and picking him up. Bobby leads NLCS over to the ring apron, and is about to throw him in, but instead, wraps his arms around the waist of NLCS, and his shoulder into the gut and rams NLCS into the ring apron. Bobby now down to one knee, as NLCS is seen swaying side to side, but on his feet. Bobby pushes himself back up to both feet, as he grabs NLCS and tosses him back into the ring, and quickly slides back in himself, as Tim was about to call the ten count and end the match. Both men are now down on the inside of the ring. Bobby then looks up as NLCS is still out of it. He then takes one arm, and throws it over the chest of NLCS. White: 1..........2..........NO!!!! Kickout by NLCS!! Busch: How the hell did he do that? Marshall: I dont know!! Its a miracle!!! Bobby a little upset that the match isnt over, lays his head back down on the mat, as NLCS is seen shaking his head as he is trying to push himself at least to his knees. NLCS gets to his knees, as he turns himself around, facing Bobby Johnson. He then grabs Bobby by the head, as he lifts up Bobby to his knees as well. NLCS then swings at Bobby connecting with his jaw. Bobby rocks back, as he then comes forward with a right hand of his own. NLCS and Bobby are seen trading blow by blow with one another, until NLCS is seen falling backwards down on the mat. Bobby then falls forward one more time, as he is seen hitting the mat one more time. Both men extremely exhausted, as this match continues to happen. NLCS finally is seen moving. He gets over to the ropes where he is seen helping himself up. Bobby on the other hand seems to only be at his knees. NLCS lets out a deep breath, as Bobby wipes the sweat from his brow. NLCS then heads over to Bobby, as he helps him to his feet. Bobby a little weary but swings his elbow into the gut twice of NLCS. NLCS is seen backing off a bit, but comes back with a kick to the midsection, backs off a bit, and runs and connects with a swinging neckbreaker on Bobby. Bobby crashes down to the mat hard holding his neck, as NLCS is seen sitting right back up. He moves the hair from his face, as he screams out loud that this match has not ended as of yet. NLCS then grabs a hold of the injured knee of Bobby's as he picks up the leg into an ankle lock. NLCS then drops scissoring the leg and knee putting Bobby into excruciating pain. Bobby is seen screaming out loudly, as NLCS is tightening the hold. NLCS smirks a bit, as Bobby is seen moving his body towards the ropes, dragging NLCS with him. Bobby then reaches out for his arm, as he grabs a hold of the ropes, forcing Tim White to break the hold. Tim White is seen waving his hands in the air, as NLCS celebrates thinking that he has won the match. NLCS then starts parading around the ring as much as he can being as exhausted as he is, But as he is Bobby is now getting back to his feet. Tim White is explaining to NLCS that he has not won the match, and it is continuing. As he does Bobby is right there, as he is seen nailing a turning around NLCS with The Big Easy!! NLCS crashes to the mat, as Bobby is seen making the cover. White: 1....2...Thr...NO!!!! Busch: NLCS with the shoulder up just in the nick of time!!! Bobby with a look of shock on his face with the kickout, as NLCS is getting back to his knees. NLCS is still trying to catch his breath after the shot he just took. Bobby then pounces on NLCS as he nails him with a double axe handle to the lower back. NLCS is still seen on his knees, as Bobby continues the blows to the back, and then a hard shot to the midsection even with NLCS facing downwards towards the mat. Bobby then gets to his feet, as he sends a kick to the ribs of NLCS, as NLCS flies into the air and crashes down to the mat. Bobby showing the exhaustion on his face, as he goes and grabs NLCS. As he does NLCS is seen grabbing the tights of Bobby Johnson, and turning him enough to send him into the turnbuckle smashing his head hard into it. NLCS gets onto his feet, as Bobby is seen coming out of the corne backwards, as NLCS bounces off the ropes and nails Bobby with the clothesline from hell sending Bobby down hard. His fall looking like it folded Bobby up into an accordian, as NLCS is seen making the cover. White: 1.....2....NO!! Kickout by Johnson!! NLCS then gets to his knees once again. NLCS is then seen going to the outside of the ring. He is seen climbing up to the top rope. The fans are now on their feet and have never stopped standing during this whole match. NLCS then takes off from the top rope, and collides with the body of Bobby Johnson down below with a thunderous, elbow drop. Bobby is seen sitting up from the shot he took like a reflex in his body forced him up. NLCS then picks up Bobby, as he then whips him into the ropes. NLCS is seen ducking to hit a back body drop, but Bobby with the leftover strength he has, grabs the ropes. As NLCS looks up to see where Bobby is, Bobby comes charging at him. As Bobby reaches NLCS, he picks up Bobby lifts him high into the air, and slams him down in a huge desepration spinebuster. Bobby is now down and not moving, as NLCS is seen trying to get himself some breathing time. Tim White is seen shaking his head, as this match has gone on so long and the competitors have not showed any signs of quitting no matter how exhausting this match may have made them. Busch: This match has blown the roof off of the place. Listen to this capacity crowd!! Marshall: Yeah and my ass is getting a cramp!! I have been sitting too long. Busch: Are you sure your mouth isnt as well!! Marshall: Very funny!!! NLCS now to his feet, as he scans for an opening to Bobby Johnson. Bobby now getting to his feet as well. NLCS is seen going after Bobby. He then raises his knee, but Bobby raises his hands pushing NLCS back a bit. NLCS then comes back for more. NLCS then ducks a clothesline from Bobby as Bobby turns around and is met with a superkick to the jaw. Bobby drops like a heavy weight, as NLCS is seen standing and stalking him one more time like he did earlier in the matchup. NLCS, then puts his foot on the chest of Bobby as Tim White drops. White: 1....2....Bobby easily gets the shoulder up from the cocky pin position. NLCS then picks up Bobby, he then whips Bobby into the ropes, as Bobby rebounds he stops what NLCS was going to attempt as he locks his arms around NLCS and connects with the Greatest Trademark Move of All Time. NLCS bounces off the mat a bit from that version of a tbone suplex. Bobby then slips to his feet one more time as he seems to have caught a second wind all of a sudden as he picks up NLCS. He then sets NLCS up for a rude awakening, since Bobby is about ready to call this match quits. Bobby then picks up NLCS, as he nails him with a huge brain buster, as the head and neck of NLCS nails the mat hard. Bobby then stands up in the corner, as he is seen taunting that this match is over. He then gets his leg ready as he is about to attempt The Killa Kick. NLCS is seen wobbly as he gets to his feet. NLCS then stops for a moment, as he shakes his head. He then smirks a bit, as he turns around still wobbly and out of it from the match itself. Bobby comes at him with the killa kick, but NLCS moves out of the way and send a fist to the gut, as he then leans Bobby's body backwards and nails him with the Red Scare!! Busch: Holy hell!! He nailed Bobby with the Red Scare this could be over!! Marshall: PIN HIM NLCS!! NLCS then rolls himself over as he makes the pin fall attempt. . White: 1......2.....3!!! DING DING DING Dart: Here is your winner....NO LIMITS CHRISTIAN SKYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYWALKER!!!!! Busch, "NO LIMITS! NO LIMITS! NO LIMITS CHRISTIAN SKYWALKER HAS DONE IT! HE HAS PICKED UP THE PINFALL OVER THE NUMBER 1 CONTENDER!!!!" Marshal, "So did he just earn himself a spot against Bobby Johnson for the title at Resurrection?!" Busch, "Or did he just bump Bobby Johnson out of his spot?! Bobby won a Royal Rumble over a YEAR ago�?One could argue that with NLCS drawing Dangerously two straight and then beating Bobby that PERHAPS he just carried both himself and Nic to the Pay Per View headline!" "Em Es En�? The MSN Theme begins blasting over the PA as Christian Skywalker has just crawled to his feet, leaning against the ropes, and Bobby is still down from the massive Red Scare. The music slowly fades as we see that Russ has a mic in hand on the stage Russ, "Ladies and Gentlemen�?Everyone’s been waiting over a week to find out who would go on to Resurrection for the ICWA Championship. Nic Dangerously and Christian Skywalker have all but killed themselves two weeks straight with draws against each other, clearly showing them as being in-ring equals�?That said, despite not picking up the win here tonight, Bobby Johnson is clearly no side dish to the main meal of Nic and Christian�?That said, Nic has drawn even with Christian two straight yet here tonight Christian defeated Bobby Johnson which stakes reasonable claim that If the man who drew Nic two weeks straight can defeat Bobby�?Nic himself very well may be able too as well�?Then again, flukes happen all the time in this business and tonight could have been simply that; a fluke. So what better way is there to find out then to stick all three of em in the ring at the same time�? The crowd erupts. Johnson, "That’s right�?At ICWA Resurrection the International Championship Wrestling Alliance World Heavyweight Title WILL be decided in a first ever ICWA Best Of Five Falls Triple Threat!" Busch, "BEST OF FIVE FALLS TRIPLE THREAT?! OH MAH GAWD!!" "Em Es En�? The MSN theme blasts over the PA as we can hear Busch announcing, "I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! WHAT A HUGE ANNOUNCEMENT!! WHAT’S THIS MEAN FOR DEMENTED NEXT WEEK?! How’s Bobby Johnson gonna react when he comes too?! How’s Christian Skywalker gonna react when he has the energy to do so?! What about Nic Dangerously?! Not to mention we know we have that HUGE Six man tag match pitting the W2K Fatefuls against Synergy! BAH GAWD WHAT A SHOW WE HAVE LINED UP! I’m Bert Busch alongside "Destructive" Jay Marshal�?GOOD GAWD We’ll see ya NEXT WEEK!" | |
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