Tempest w/ The Hobo
versus
Gunman Stinger
Singles Match
Referee:
Match Writer: James
JP: Right now we have
Gunman Slinger fighting against Tempest.
Sully: That's right, this is going to be an amazing match. Gunman has a lot to
prove, he did a lot of things really quick in his early MWF career, let's see
how he can handle the pressure.
JP: Good call bud!
[The arena lights fade out, then, 'Heart's filthy lesson' by David Bowie
surrounds the arena. Immediately Tempest, along Hobo walk out to the thunderous
boos from the crowd. Tempest slowly walks down the ramp telling the fans where
they can go. Tempest slides into the ring, signals his hate for the crowd, then
waits for Gunman]
[Gunman's music hits and the crowd gets to their feet. Most of the crowd waits
impatiently then sits back down. It's a mystery why it's taken Gunman so long
to come out. Suddenly from the crowd Gunman jumps over the guardrail, slides
into the ring, and clotheslines Tempest from the back]
JP: I must say, that was pretty cheap.
Sully: You don't care do you?
[JP gives sully a dirty look]
[The bell rings. Gunman stomps on tempest's stomach, he picks him up, whips him
into the ropes and executes a well placed clothesline. Gunman then picks up
Tempest, throws him into the ropes again, tries to go for another clothesline,
but Tempest ducks, Gunman goes for another one, but Tempest dropkicks Gunman
over the top rope and onto the floor]
JP: That was impressive.
[Tempest comes running toward Gunman who is standing on the outside, Tempest
executes a baseball slide, so his boot hits him straight across the face.
Gunman falls hard to the ground. Tempest runs to the top rope, he stands on the
top till Gunman gets up. Gunman is met with a fist right across the face of
Gunman]
Sully: Gunman is seeing stars!
JP: He might also see another loss if he keeps this up!
[Tempest hops back into the ring. Hobo grabs a chair and whacks it across the
back of Gunman, sending him in a daze. Hobo throws the chair down and walks
off. Tempest gets out of the ring, picks up Gunman and throws him inside the
ring. Tempest picks him up, but Gunman finds a way for a small package]
1!
2!
[Tempest kicks out, tempest gets up and stomps on Gunman. He picks up Gunman and
executes a powerbomb]
JP: Stop this massacre, Gunman just
doesn't have it tonight!
Sully: Don't say that, he still has a lot of fight in him
[Tempest picks up Gunman, throws him into the ropes then elbows him across the
face, Gunman stands dazed, so Tempest charges the ropes, he swings off them
looking to execute a flying elbow and connects in a hearbeat. Tempest stands in
front of Gunman, he taunts him, and he taunts the crowd. The crowd goes nuts
with negative feedback. Gunman gets up and tries to kick Tempest in the head,
but Tempest rolls out of the way and sweeps Gunman's legs out from under him.
Both men are slow to their feet, but Tempest gets up first. Tempest turns into a
quick snap mare, followed by a fireman�s carry, followed by a headlock. Gunman
elbows Tempest and gets out of the headlock, then tosses him into the ropes.
Tempest comes back and gets met with a sleeper hold! Tempest fights the sleeper
for a moment, then turns his body and drops down for a jawbreaker on Gunman,
except that Gunman saw it coming and counters, letting Tempest fall to the
ground.]
JP: I think a comeback is on the verge of
happening.
Sully: I think you might be right.
JP: It's once in a lifetime that you compliment me, so that's a bonus.
Sully: Anytime. What an exchange! This is what MWF is all about!
JP: Umm� two sweaty men grabbing each other?
Sully: �shut up, J.
[Back in the ring, both Gunman and Tempest are standing. Gunman kicks Tempest
in the stomach, then executes a belly to belly suplex! Gunman covers.]
1....
2....
JP: NO!
[All of a sudden to a song heavy and fast, out comes ViperJ. To the delight of
Daytona beach he starts to walk down the ramp with a mic in my hand]
ViperJ: Now I don't want to sound cocky by any means, but this has been the
most boring match I've ever seen in the history of the MWF. You two call
yourselves the best wrestlers in the game? You two are nothing but wannabe
rebels! You two don't even deserve to be in the same ring.
[The crowd erupts, Tempest and Gunman both glare at ViperJ, who is coming into
the ring]
ViperJ: I've been in the back watching and let me tell you two something, you
two are going no where. I dont know your parents did to raise you, but both of
you have some learning to do. Obviously I need to learn some things as well,
but I think i'm doing it so much faster than you two.
[Gunman grabs the mic from ViperJ]
Gunman: Who the hell do you think you are! How dare you come into my ring and
disrupt this match. I should kick your ass!
[Gunman throws the mic down, he tries to clothesline ViperJ, ViperJ ducks,
Gunman tries to clothesline again, Viper ducks again, and runs out of the ring]
[Gunman grabs the mic]
Gunman: You're a coward, I should've finished you off last week you twit!
[Gunman puts the mic down, but as he does so Tempest gets behind him and rolls
him up.]
1.....
2.....
3.....
JP: NO! Viper got in there and stopped the count.
Sully: The referee looks really confused. What's he going to do.
[Hobo now has jumped in the ring, and attacks ViperJ from behind. Hobo grabs
him and executes a piledriver. Viper is out cold. Tempest and Hobo start
attacking Viper. Gunman rushes the ropes, and double clotheslines both Tempest
and Hobo. Gunman picks up Viper, gives him the finger, then throws him over the
top rope.]
JP: Is the match still going on?
Sully: I dont know, Im still trying to figure things out.
[The ref signals for the match to continue.]
JP: I guess because all three men hate each other, he's going to let the match
go on!
Sully: I guess. Do you smoke?
JP: What?
Sully: Do you smoke? That's what I'm asking you.
JP: I dont smoke, do you?
Sully: I might. Honesty though, I love
these cigars i bought the other day. They have a really good aftertaste, when
the old lady ties you down, you should think about buying them.
JP: Does it really work?
Sully: You bet.
[The action continues, Gunman is laying a beating on Tempest. Gunman picks up
Tempest and executes a suplex, he picks him up again and executes another one.
Gunman immediately follows it up with a running legdrop. He covers him]
1...
2...
Sully: Tempest kicks out!
JP: This is a good opener.
[Tempest tries to stand up but is faced with a forearm to the chest. Tempest
slowly stands to his feet, Tempest grabs him and executes a brainbuster]
Sully: Hey where did ViperJ go?
JP: I dont know, but he's getting up from that chair shot!
[ViperJ slowly gets up and notices both Tempest and Gunman throwing punches at
each other. Viper jumps on the apron and yells something at both men, ViperJ
grabs both men's heads and whips them down against the turnbuckle. ViperJ then
goes to the top rope. He stands there with the crowd behind his back and soars
through the air landing on top of Gunman with the LowDown. Hobo runs in the
ring with the same chair he hit Viper with before, he swings it at him, misses,
ViperJ ddt's Hobo on the chair.]
JP: Viper cleaned house that's for sure!
Sully: He's going to pay you know that right?
JP: This was supposed to be a match, Viper has just ruined it for everybody in
the audience.
Sully: I dont know if they care.
[In the ring the ref again yells for the match to continue. Hobo slides out of
the ring. Tempest gets up slowly, kicks Gunman in the stomach and executes The
"Epicentre" The fans give a mixed reaction]
JP: I think that's it!
1.......
2.......
3.......!!!!!
Peter Santos: THE WINNER OF THE MATCH BY PINFALL, TEMPEST!!!!
Sully: Damn that Viper, he's going to pay for this!
[ViperJ gets back in the ring, grabs a mic and says]
ViperJ: My bad for interfering in this
match, but you two must understand that well, Gunman and I have only fought
twice, so the world doesn't really know who the better man is. I propose a
match. I propose a match against you Gunman.............and I propose that
Tempest is involved in that match. Next week at Dynamite, let's make it a 3 way
match!
JP: Viper wants a three way match next
week, we'll keep you posted about the possibility of that match later in the
night possibly!
Sully: Commercial break!
---Commercial Break---
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