Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 28, 2017 14:38:47 GMT
May 14th 2000
Chamber vs. J. T. Blackout (Last Man Standing Match)
JulieAnn: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is a last man standing match! Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 257 pounds, from Asbury Park, New Jersey, J. T. BLACKOUT!"
All the lights it he arena dim and Psychotic laughter is heard. The Laughter slowly dies down and "Make me Bad" Blares through the arena. Suddenly there is a large explosion of Blood red Pyro's from the ramp, and Blackout appears, making his way casually to the ring.
JulieAnn: "And his opponent, weighing in at 534 pounds, from New York City, New York, he is the IWA World Heavyweight Champion, CHAMBER!!"
Sway hits the speakers, reverberating through the arena, as Chamber and Captain Howdy appear at the top of the ramp, to a loud round of boo's from the capacity crowd. They make their way to the ring through a hail of paper cups, pop cans, beer bottles and miscellaneous other debris being hurled at them by the fans.
The two wrestlers don't bother to wait for the bell, before charging at each other and locking up. Chamber quickly gains the upper hand, picking Blackout up by the throat and choke slamming him over the ropes onto the concrete floor, leaping over the ropes to land beside the downed Blackout.
Prince: "Those two don't waste any time, do they?"
Blackout rolls away and staggers to his feet, grabbing the guardrail for support and holding his side. Chamber follows, grabbing Blackout's arm and irish whipping him into the guardrail, then picking him up and piledriving him back to the concrete. Blackout lays on the floor for a moment, gasping, and Chamber roars at the crowd. The fans start a "Chamber sucks" chant, and Chamber makes a few rude gestures in return, before turning his attention back to Blackout. Blackout gets back to his feet and staggers Chamber with a drop kick, then gets back up and shoulder tackles the huge man to the floor, using his fists to beat on Chamber's face and head. Chamber shoves Blackout off of him, and both men scramble back to their feet. Chamber charges Blackout, but Blackout falls aside, tripping Chamber into the steel ring steps. Blackout grabs the groggy Chamber by the hair and starts to drag him up the ramp.
Ron: "What's Blackout up to?"
Prince: "I don't know, but Chamber's not out of it yet."
Blackout makes it halfway up the ramp before Chamber manages to twist around and stand, grabbing Blackout and lifting him over his head. Chamber continues on up the rampway, making his way to the 'tron. Blackout manages to scramble out of Chamber's grip and starts climbing the 'tron scaffold. Chamber gets a wicked grin on his face and climbs the opposite side scaffold. Blackout reaches the top and immediately rushes in Chamber's direction, across the top of the 'tron scaffolding. Chamber has just enough time to get up and tackle Blackout.
Ron: "They're going to kill each other!"
Prince: "Isn't that the whole purpose of this match??"
Ron: "I didn't think so, but apparently they do!"
Chamber picks up Blackout, positioning him in an attempt to powerslam him; striding the few steps to the edge of the scaffolding, intending to pitch Blackout head first off the top of the 'tron. Blackout realizes what Chamber intends to do, and waits for Chamber to get close to the edge, before managing to wiggle out of Chamber's grasp and slide down his back. Chamber turns around to grab Blackout, but Blackout's a bit quicker, hunching down and rushing forward, head butting Chamber in the gut with enough force to cause him to lose his footing. Chamber pinwheels his arms, trying to find any way he can of stopping himself before he falls, but can't find anything. Chamber loses his balance, plunging off the scaffolding, missing the entrance ramp, and falling to the concrete in the prep area, near the sound tech. The ref begins the count......
1!
2!
3!
4!
5!
No movement whatsoever from Chamber.....
6!
7!
8!
9!
Chamber's head moves, and one hand twitches.....
10!
The ref calls for the bell, as Blackout scrambles down from the scaffolding.
JulieAnn: "Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner.... J. T. BLACKOUT!!"
Blackout heads back to ringside and slides into the ring, so the ref can hold his hand up in victory. Suddenly, at least a dozen men, every one of them dressed completely in black, with black face masks, flood into the ring from all sides, surrounding Blackout and proceeding to beat the living crap out of him. Two of the men break off, and rush over to Chamber, who has managed to roll over onto his stomach, and is attempting to get to his feet. The two men haul him to his feet, and support him to the ring, helping Chamber get into the ring and retrieving a microphone for him. The men in the middle of the ring stop, and two of them hold Blackout up between them in the center of the ring. Chamber begins to pace back and forth, holding the mic.
"WELL, WELL, WELL, LOOK WHO WON! AND REALLY, ALL I CAN SAY IS, GOOD JOB ASSH*LE! AFTER THAT BEATING YOU GAVE ME, IT SEEMS THAT YOU NOW HAVE A LITTLE PROBLEM OF WALKING, AND THEIR'S A WHOLE LOT OF YOUR BLOOD ON THE MAT! I GUESS YOU COULD SAY, THIS IS YOUR PRIZE FOR WINNING!"
Chamber stands in front of Blackout, His one hand held outwards.
"BUT THAT'S OKAY, CAUSE AS YOU SEE, I HAVE A LOT OF FRIENDS BLACKOUT!"
Chamber reaches out, yanking Blackout's hair and holding his face up, he gets right in the face of Blackout, and if he had a soul, Chamber could reach in and take it.
"BLACKOUT! THIS IS THE LAST TIME YOU WILL EVER STEP IN THIS RING WITH ME! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR GAMES! AND NOW, I WANT YOU TO GO BACK TO THE HOSPITAL, AND LAY NEXT TO THAT BUM WILBURMAN, AND HIS UGLY WIFE AND TELL THEM, TO STAY AWAY! STAY FAR AWAY! FOR IF I SEE THEM GETTING IN MY FACE! IT COULD BE THEIR LAST DAY OF LIVING! THIS IS NO JOKE! THIS IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH! AND IT'S YOUR FINAL CALL!!!!!!"
Chamber throws the mic, pegging Blackout in the chest with it, and walks out of the ring, his friends dropping Blackout with a few final punches and kicks, leaving him to lay in the middle of the ring and following Chamber back stage.
Chamber vs. J. T. Blackout (Last Man Standing Match)
JulieAnn: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is a last man standing match! Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 257 pounds, from Asbury Park, New Jersey, J. T. BLACKOUT!"
All the lights it he arena dim and Psychotic laughter is heard. The Laughter slowly dies down and "Make me Bad" Blares through the arena. Suddenly there is a large explosion of Blood red Pyro's from the ramp, and Blackout appears, making his way casually to the ring.
JulieAnn: "And his opponent, weighing in at 534 pounds, from New York City, New York, he is the IWA World Heavyweight Champion, CHAMBER!!"
Sway hits the speakers, reverberating through the arena, as Chamber and Captain Howdy appear at the top of the ramp, to a loud round of boo's from the capacity crowd. They make their way to the ring through a hail of paper cups, pop cans, beer bottles and miscellaneous other debris being hurled at them by the fans.
The two wrestlers don't bother to wait for the bell, before charging at each other and locking up. Chamber quickly gains the upper hand, picking Blackout up by the throat and choke slamming him over the ropes onto the concrete floor, leaping over the ropes to land beside the downed Blackout.
Prince: "Those two don't waste any time, do they?"
Blackout rolls away and staggers to his feet, grabbing the guardrail for support and holding his side. Chamber follows, grabbing Blackout's arm and irish whipping him into the guardrail, then picking him up and piledriving him back to the concrete. Blackout lays on the floor for a moment, gasping, and Chamber roars at the crowd. The fans start a "Chamber sucks" chant, and Chamber makes a few rude gestures in return, before turning his attention back to Blackout. Blackout gets back to his feet and staggers Chamber with a drop kick, then gets back up and shoulder tackles the huge man to the floor, using his fists to beat on Chamber's face and head. Chamber shoves Blackout off of him, and both men scramble back to their feet. Chamber charges Blackout, but Blackout falls aside, tripping Chamber into the steel ring steps. Blackout grabs the groggy Chamber by the hair and starts to drag him up the ramp.
Ron: "What's Blackout up to?"
Prince: "I don't know, but Chamber's not out of it yet."
Blackout makes it halfway up the ramp before Chamber manages to twist around and stand, grabbing Blackout and lifting him over his head. Chamber continues on up the rampway, making his way to the 'tron. Blackout manages to scramble out of Chamber's grip and starts climbing the 'tron scaffold. Chamber gets a wicked grin on his face and climbs the opposite side scaffold. Blackout reaches the top and immediately rushes in Chamber's direction, across the top of the 'tron scaffolding. Chamber has just enough time to get up and tackle Blackout.
Ron: "They're going to kill each other!"
Prince: "Isn't that the whole purpose of this match??"
Ron: "I didn't think so, but apparently they do!"
Chamber picks up Blackout, positioning him in an attempt to powerslam him; striding the few steps to the edge of the scaffolding, intending to pitch Blackout head first off the top of the 'tron. Blackout realizes what Chamber intends to do, and waits for Chamber to get close to the edge, before managing to wiggle out of Chamber's grasp and slide down his back. Chamber turns around to grab Blackout, but Blackout's a bit quicker, hunching down and rushing forward, head butting Chamber in the gut with enough force to cause him to lose his footing. Chamber pinwheels his arms, trying to find any way he can of stopping himself before he falls, but can't find anything. Chamber loses his balance, plunging off the scaffolding, missing the entrance ramp, and falling to the concrete in the prep area, near the sound tech. The ref begins the count......
1!
2!
3!
4!
5!
No movement whatsoever from Chamber.....
6!
7!
8!
9!
Chamber's head moves, and one hand twitches.....
10!
The ref calls for the bell, as Blackout scrambles down from the scaffolding.
JulieAnn: "Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner.... J. T. BLACKOUT!!"
Blackout heads back to ringside and slides into the ring, so the ref can hold his hand up in victory. Suddenly, at least a dozen men, every one of them dressed completely in black, with black face masks, flood into the ring from all sides, surrounding Blackout and proceeding to beat the living crap out of him. Two of the men break off, and rush over to Chamber, who has managed to roll over onto his stomach, and is attempting to get to his feet. The two men haul him to his feet, and support him to the ring, helping Chamber get into the ring and retrieving a microphone for him. The men in the middle of the ring stop, and two of them hold Blackout up between them in the center of the ring. Chamber begins to pace back and forth, holding the mic.
"WELL, WELL, WELL, LOOK WHO WON! AND REALLY, ALL I CAN SAY IS, GOOD JOB ASSH*LE! AFTER THAT BEATING YOU GAVE ME, IT SEEMS THAT YOU NOW HAVE A LITTLE PROBLEM OF WALKING, AND THEIR'S A WHOLE LOT OF YOUR BLOOD ON THE MAT! I GUESS YOU COULD SAY, THIS IS YOUR PRIZE FOR WINNING!"
Chamber stands in front of Blackout, His one hand held outwards.
"BUT THAT'S OKAY, CAUSE AS YOU SEE, I HAVE A LOT OF FRIENDS BLACKOUT!"
Chamber reaches out, yanking Blackout's hair and holding his face up, he gets right in the face of Blackout, and if he had a soul, Chamber could reach in and take it.
"BLACKOUT! THIS IS THE LAST TIME YOU WILL EVER STEP IN THIS RING WITH ME! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR GAMES! AND NOW, I WANT YOU TO GO BACK TO THE HOSPITAL, AND LAY NEXT TO THAT BUM WILBURMAN, AND HIS UGLY WIFE AND TELL THEM, TO STAY AWAY! STAY FAR AWAY! FOR IF I SEE THEM GETTING IN MY FACE! IT COULD BE THEIR LAST DAY OF LIVING! THIS IS NO JOKE! THIS IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH! AND IT'S YOUR FINAL CALL!!!!!!"
Chamber throws the mic, pegging Blackout in the chest with it, and walks out of the ring, his friends dropping Blackout with a few final punches and kicks, leaving him to lay in the middle of the ring and following Chamber back stage.