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Post by Fauche on Dec 10, 2020 21:17:50 GMT -6
I am shocked!
what the hell even is the sasktel center? they don't even have a hockey team!
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Post by Evolution J on Dec 10, 2020 21:20:37 GMT -6
Awesome graphics Rey!
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Post by crann on Dec 10, 2020 21:35:48 GMT -6
I am shocked! what the hell even is the sasktel center? they don't even have a hockey team! As an adopted son of Saskatchewan, I BEG TO DIFFER.
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Post by Fauche on Dec 10, 2020 21:36:38 GMT -6
WHL barely even counts!
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Post by Fauche on Dec 10, 2020 21:45:48 GMT -6
unrelated fun fact - one time we played a house show in saskatoon that nobody came to. there were even some people living in the house who didnt come downstairs to watch.
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Post by crann on Dec 11, 2020 5:56:52 GMT -6
As the house lights drop suddenly, a new theme hits the arena soundsystem — In This Moment's "As Above, So Below". The fans buzz, unsure how to react, before a massive pyrotechnic explosion erupts from the stage and strobe lights in red and blue bathe the house. Two spotlights sweep inward to the stage and the strobe lights are killed as soon as the spotlights coalesce on the towering figure of the Scottish Psychopath at the top of the ramp, staring at his feet. The words "DUNNE & GALLOWAY" appear on the Titantron as the second spotlight diverges from the first, sweeping along the stage as his tag partner, the Bruiserweight, heads to one edge to work the fans, then passes behind him to the other edge to do the same, the booing emanating from the stands barely competing with the hard-hitting music. As Dunne finishes up, he blows past Galloway and smacks him on the chest, and Drew throws his head back in a primal roar before marching down the ramp. Dunne rounds the ring to collect microphones from the timekeeper while Galloway hauls himself up onto the apron using the top rope, then enters over it and finds a turnbuckle from which to strike his signature pose.As Galloway climbs down, Dunne slides into the ring and pushes to one knee, handing his Scottish compatriot a microphone before getting to his full vertical base and turning his own stick on to get things started here tonight, addressing the pair's Slammiversary foes and weeks-long rivals.PETE DUNNEIt goes like this, yeah? When Mick Foley announced this match, I was annoyed. I didn't think it was necessary. The Dangerous Tekkers? We've already beaten these two fools. We left them in our dust. We climbed over them on our way to the very top of the UWF tag team division. Or so we thought. But then, like some sort of parasite... or the figurative thorn in our side... the two kept re-emerging in our lives, complicating things. Never costing us matches, but always inserting themselves in our victories, siphoning off some of our glory and, perhaps more importantly, denying us the opportunity to get our sadistic kicks. Ordinarily, Drew and I would be mad that we're not getting the joy of beating every team in this division into a pulp. But we knew we'd get our opportunity to do it to the one team that most deserves it, and that's our opponents at Slammiversary. We've waited weeks for this opportunity. We're not going to waste it.As Pete smirks and the fans boo, Drew lifts up his microphone to add his thoughts to the mix.DREW GALLOWAYYou've got that right, Pete. We haven't wasted a single chance we've been offered in the UWF since comin' back, an' we're not about tae start at the big anniversary show. See, for all o' his stupidity in keepin' us away from his World Tag Champions, Foley at least had the good sense tae know that a normal tag match wouldn't have been the right stipulation for the two of us an' the Tekkers. After all, those two clowns have been comin' at us with weapons, armed an' dangerous, for weeks. They've never missed a chance for a cheap shot. But now, they've got nobody to distract us while they sneak in from behind to blindside us. It's just the two of them an' the two of us, an' this bein' a street fight, there's nothin' tae stop us from takin' their heads clean off their shoulders. So that's what we're goin' tae do. For every cheap shot they've taken at us these past few weeks, Dunne's goin' tae break a finger an' me? I'm goin' tae break your fuckin' skulls!The fans get really heated over the Scot's remarks, so Pete allows them a few moments to settle before coming back for a little bit more.Zack, Taichi — just think of all of the worst things you can imagine. Broken bones. Battered bodies. Imagine every single device that could be used to destroy your bodies. Let your brains really wander. Because Drew and I, we've been saying since we came back to the UWF that we're mad lads. Now we finally get to make the statement we've been wanting to make all along, without any rules or officials getting in our way. And you two? You're the glorious canvas upon which we will paint our first masterpieces. We are going to hit you in ways you never imagined being hit, stretch you in ways your body was never meant to be stretched, and even when you beg us for mercy, tears in your eyes and blood running from your lips, the pain will just keep coming. Until we've taken our pound of flesh, you two are going to suffer. It's what you were born for. And I hope you're ready.
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Post by bodor on Dec 11, 2020 7:03:41 GMT -6
The dramatic piano notes signaling the arrival of wrestling's holy emperor hit and the arena goes completely dark, and the fans are left with only the comforting piano to soothe their sorrows, and after what feels like forever, the song's early climax hits, and the lights come back on to reveal the man we've all come here to watch, lord Taichi totally singing the song by himself from the microphone stand he's holding, you can see the dent in it from hitting Drew Mcintyre's THICC body over the course of the month
He either doesn't seem to notice that his opponents are already in the ring or he simply he doesn't care, either way, he makes his way down the ramp singing and giving the fans his usual cold shoulder, while he's in the middle of the ramp his graceful, beautiful and elegant song is cut off by a... different song.
Riot Squad's "Fuck The Tories" starts playing and the UK's government most vocal critic Zack Sabre Jr walks out and the crowd boo even more intensely than before he simply responds by flaring both of his middle fingers out to all sides while he's enjoying the song, he meets up with his best bud Taichi in the middle of the ramp, they exchange fist bumps and as the song dies out he pulls out a mic and starts talking
ZSJ: Now before we get into you two pricks I want to address what happened last week, let's just say things didn't' go according to plan
Taichi nods
ZSJ: We say we'd beat those wankers Sweet n Sour but we failed to do so, BUT, my performance was clearly hindered, and as good as Taichi is you can't expect him to beat two men all by himself right? as for me, how do you expect me to perform to the best of my abilities when back in my homeland, my beloved England, experimental Covid vaccines are being rolled out by our corrupt and dysfunctioning government led by the most idiotic prick in the whole United Kingdom? for the entirety of the match I couldn't focus on immobilizing my opponents and dislocating their limbs and could only think about how the vaccine will get rolled out to the poor to see if it's got side effect and once they see it doesn't they'll hoard all of it for themselves and their corporate friends! I'm really sorry for being a halfway decent human being and caring about my people instead of focusing on a match but that's the Dangerous Tekkers you'll have to get used to, we're compassionate, we're caring and just all around very nice guys.
Taichi nods
Taichi: We're good guys, amazing people really, until it comes to you two Gallaway and Dunne
Taichi uses the fucked up Microphone stand to point at his opponents, he then retracts it back to continue speaking
Taichi: We've got no compassion for teams like you, you cry and cry and cry about what we did to you, what THIS did to you but up until now you've done nothing about it, how about fighting back? how about punishing us for doing this to you? nothing, so of course we're going to continue doing that when there are 0 reprocessing, the sound of the mic hitting your body Drew is so satisfying I can't stop thinking about it, do you think a kendo stick will make the same sound? how about a steel chair? maybe a metal chain? I for once can't wait to find out
Taichi lowers the mic and smiles, it's not the sadistic smile of his boss or the cheeky smile of his comrade, it's just a well-intentioned smile
ZSJ: As you said this is a street fight but for some reason, you think that benefits you? I wonder why, there's no one better than Taichi and me in fighting dirty, it's in our DNA, I was brought up on the mean streets of the Isle of Sheppey, you know the horrors I've seen? I've had to deal with scary roadmen and unprecedented crime since I was a wee boy, you know I once saw a man blow his nose then just throw the tissue on the floor? there was a bin just a few meters ahead of him and he chose to just throw it on the ground, it was madness and just the tip of the iceberg of what I had to endure growing up in the Isle of Sheppey, you wouldn't survive one second there you two crybabies, Taichi, will these two crybabies have survived the mean streets of Ishikari, Hokkaido?
Taichi takes a second to think
Taichi: They would have gotten eaten alive
ZSJ: Exactly! I hope YOU'RE ready Dunny and Galloway, at Slammiversary you're going to get eaten alive
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Post by ដានីយ៉ែល on Dec 11, 2020 9:28:12 GMT -6
What's the deadline for this show?
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Post by crann on Dec 11, 2020 13:13:08 GMT -6
Dunne chuckles as he stares across the ring at his opponents, shaking his head all the while. He lifts his microphone to reply.PETE DUNNEAre you two deaf, or are you dumb? Maybe you just didn't bother listening to anything we said, but we didn't take our revenge week after week because what would be the point? You two would have just kept coming back. No. When Foley announced this match, Drew and I knew that the best thing we could do is wait. Bide our time. Because, frankly, your little microphone stand didn't do much of anything to my tag team partner except piss him off. You hit like a ponce. You both do! I wouldn't expect anything better from a maggot from the "dread isle" of Sheppey, of course. I'm from Birmingham, a proper deadly place. It's so bad they made a show about the gangs that ran our streets, and it's only gotten worse since then. 'course, I'm less concerned about where you trace your roots to than how cold your blood runs, and every time I hear you two open your ugly mouths, I'm reminded that the answer to that question is, "Not at all." Neither one of you is in his element in this match. You're not killers. But you find yourselves with the very poor fortune of standing nose-to-nose with the two meanest bastards in not only your division, but the entire company.Galloway, who to this point has been pacing angrily in the backdrop while the Bruiserweight spoke, now steps forward, taking a moment to loom over his foes.DREW GALLOWAYI don't know why we waste our breath on you two, let alone are forced tae waste our valuable time fightin' you, but that's not goin' tae stop me from beatin' you bloody. By your own admission, you two couldn't even handle Sweet 'n' Sour, a team we were handing their own asses tae before the Dudleyz got themselves involved. An' where are the Dudleyz now? Pictures of consistency, those two: legends who never missed a bookin'. Until they crossed us. Then? Poof! Vanished. It's almost like teams who cross us find themselves unable tae compete again. We did it tae one of the most decorated tag team tandems in the history o' the sport, an' now we're standin' across from the two goofs who thought they were gettin' away with murder for weeks, ready tae do it again. Except this time? This time, we're goin' tae conduct our wretched business on an international stage, on the big, important anniversary show. An' believe me when I say it's goin' tae be wretched. We're goin' tae extract every last ounce o' yellow blood in your veins an' spill it all over the streets o' Saskatoon in a bout so vicious, so violently excessive, they'll be talkin' o' the slaughter o' the Dangerous Tekkers for years.Dunne, nodding, steps up beside Galloway.With or without your interference, Drew and I would be undefeated for weeks, with wins over every single team put in our path. We're on a rampage. And at Slammiversary, we put the first of the jewels in our crowns as Kings of the UWF tag division when we tear you two clowns limb from limb. You won't have to worry about making up excuses about why you didn't perform your best, because against Drew and I, your best just doesn't stack up. You're flies and we're the windshield. Ants, and we're the magnifying glass. Roadkill. And while we're moving on to our next big match-up, they'll be scraping you both off the pavement of Main Street.
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Post by fja on Dec 11, 2020 14:57:44 GMT -6
*we see Cedric coming down to the ring focused without reacting to the cheering fans and getting in Warhorse's face looking clearly angry before going to grab a mic* Cedric: So, the time has come. Slammiversary, me vs AssHorse in an Falls Count Anywhere match and honestly, i can barely hold myself from attacking you right now since i don't want to wait more than what i have to to kick your ass. *We now see Cedric pacing around with the angry face still on which shows how he legit is struggling how much he's struggling to not strike Warhorse at this point* Cedric: You actually lost count there, you only beat me twice and only one of those was an actual fall over me when we had our first match all those months ago. The second time we weren't involved in the decision at all on that 6 man tag team match. *We now see Cedric cooling down a bit before continuing* Cedric: Normally, one'd say you are the odds on favourite considering how you beat me on our previous one on one encounter. However, this time the whole situation regarding this match is different since this is no longer about just victory but payback compared to last time Asshorse. Even if it's plainly obvious at this point, i HATE you Warhorse, compared to last time where i respected you. People say wanting to get payback is overrated, well i think it's not that way in this case since under this different conditions of our match, both the Falls Count Anywhere rules which means i can do whatever the hell i want to you to discharge all this hatred i have for you and the fact that i now hate you a lot and want payback alongside the victory...i believe i can and will beat you and get payback above it all Warhorse.
*We see Cedric's face turning angry once again before it goes back to normal as he lowers his mic so Warhorse can answer and the crowd cheers him to no reaction from Cedric who is still focused on the match*
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