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| TERLAAK... SPADE... BARBWIRE TLC!; Who will survive? | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Sep 30 2005, 08:47 AM (37 Views) | |
| THE Street Samurai | Sep 30 2005, 08:47 AM Post #1 |
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::The video, shot in an "aged newspaper" style filter, giving everything a gold-ish hue, began with Terlaak walking down the ramp, a sinister smile on his face as he did one of his many entrances... The crowd cheering and howling throughout while a dramatic neo-classical score played over the sounds... Soon after followed the Samurai in suit a wicked grin dancing across his face as he looked down the ramp towards the ring. Terlaak looked on with grim determination as Spade did his usual air guitar and pyro burst before bolting down to the ring, and getting right in Terlaak's face.:: ::The match exploded as the two men matched move for move, the dramatic musical score rising in tempo with each maneuver. Lefts and rights exchanged between the two. Terlaak belts the Samurai to the mat with a vicious clothesline. The Music builds more and more tense and furious. Terlaak gets nailed with a vicious DDT on the canvas, He retaliates with a well placed TAL hold! The Samurai manages to roll into a forward flip and kick him right off! Terlaak gets speared right out of his boots! Then the music takes on a sickening chill as Terlaak, hanging over the apron as Spade taunts and works the crowd. His hand slowly reaches under the canvas and produces the villainous steel chair... Spade turns right into a chair shot across the forehead destroying all momentum dead in it's tracks. The shot replays three times in a row, each time a deafening *WHAM* effect sounding with each blow.:: ::The music picks up with a frightening tempo as Spade's foot is placed in the folds of the unforgiving steel chair... The next shot shows Terlaak at the top of the Turnpost, taking flight, and stomping directly on the chair sending Spade rolling around on the canvas. Like the chair shot, there was a thunderous *BOOM* accompaning the shot each time during the triple replay hit. Soon after he hooks in the TAL Ankle lock, and Then it shows footage of the Ref holding up Spade's arm three times, as he passes out in the hold. The Dude's voice heard loud and clear over the action.:: Dude- Holy SHIT... He broke his Ankle! ::A saddened score played as Terlaak through his arms up in triumph, the EMT's scrambling to put Spade on a stretcher. However as he's rolled out, he throws up an arm... This wasn't the end to this story.:: ::It picks up with Terlaak standing in the ring a week later, airing his grievances to the fans, the dramatic music now at a low fairly fast tempo.:: Terlaak- Last week... we all saw something very cool actually... ::A quick shot of Terlaak breaking Spade's ankle Terlaak- Yes, that was the fateful moment, when I BROKE Spade's Ankle! ::There was a slight pause as Terlaak paced the ring.:: Terlaak- You know, week in and week out, I wrestle for the Peter's promotion, and what do I get? A match with a jobber like Spade... ::Suddenly Terlaak's expression grew intensely vibrant with anger.:: Terlaak- Do you know when my last Title shot was in this Federation? 9 MONTHS! ::A pause:: Terlaak- After Day in... and Day out... I FINALLY got my shot, and I lost! THEN I WAS SHOT RIGHT DOWN TO THE BOTTOM! ::He now spoke through gritted teeth.:: Terlaak- Where I have to fight jobbers... LIKE SPADE... ::The voice of the Samurai interrupts him as he BOOMS over the house PA.:: Spade- OOOOH BOO F*CKING HOOO.... ::As the musical tempo picks up, The crowd goes wild and Terlaak's expression grows sour, the camera pans to the Thad Tron, where a scowling Spade could be seen lying in a hospital bed, dressed in a blue-green hospital gown, and a heavily taped forehead.:: Spade- I want my title shot... I want my title shot WAAA WAA WAAAA... ::He sneered with disgust at Terlaak standing in the ring.:: Spade- So you broke my Ankle, think that's the first Bone I ever broke in this business, Turdlock? ::Spade leaned forward from the bed, as if glaring directly at the man in the ring.:: Spade- You think you hurt me? You want to know what the definition of pain is? What the definition of REAL hurt is? ::Terlaak leaned on the ropes with an uncaring smirk on his face.:: Terlaak- Enlighten us, oh Wise Spade... ::Spade tilted his head back, as if now looking down on him from above.:: Spade- Try taking a hard corner, doing 190 with only two wheels and a hunk of carbon-fiber steel between your legs... and getting clipped... Going headfirst into a concrete barricade! ::Terlaak interrupted the Samurai at that point.:: Terlaak- Write a book, 'cause I don't give a shit... ::But Spade continued on, seeming to not notice his comment... :: Spade- You try breaking every bone in your body, and being conscious enough to hear the doctor give you only 6 months to live... ::The Camera cuts back to Terlaak as a figure slid into the ring behind him, wearing a long grey confederate Civil War rifle man's coat, a black executioner's hood, a black shirt, matching black jeans, boots, and a mysterious ankle brace. In his hand, a simple iron rod... The Camera pans back to the Thad Tron, as Spade shot that trademark wicked grin at the man.:: Spade- I do have some good news... This video was shot last Week... Look behind you... ::The Music suddenly takes a more retributional sound and tempo. Terlaak turns and the masked figure swings the rod as if it were a golf club, and hooks him in the groin. The figure then pivots on the unbraced foot, and catches Terlaak right across the brow, sending him straight to the canvas. Commentary cutting in...:: The Dude- Who is this... wait... an Ankle Brace? That couldn't possibly be... ::In high speed video, the figure removed the mask, and as the cloth cleared his eyes, the feed slowed to a crawl as the now unmasked Samurai shot that trademark grin to the fans. He picked up the microphone. The music slowing to a steady tempo now as Spade bent over the man and looked down upon him.:: Spade- Hey Terlaak... ::There was a slight edit of the footage.:: Spade- It's gonna' be you and me... in a BARBWIRE TLC match... ::He leaned in a bit closer to the prone form of Terlaak, watching the blood trickle down the side of the man's face.:: Spade- and you know what? I'm going to put this broken foot, up your soon to be broken ass, and wear you like a shoe SON! ::He then threw the mic down at him, slipped out of the ring, and limped his way to the back, the music slowing to a crawl as the camera looked back at the downed Terlaak. Suddenly the music shifted to a more generic rock beat as a final promo shots came up.:: ::The "Aged Newspaper" filter faded, everything moving to a more movie quality film style. First it began with footage from noteworthy matches of Spade involving a running DDT on one opponent, a vicious leaping clothesline on the 400 pound Bob Stasiak, levelling him to the ground, and finally the Deadman's hand, laying out an opponent in one stroke.:: Announcer- The Street Samurai, Spade ::Next it showed DJ Terlaak, nailing one man with a vertical suplex, a devastating clothesline on the Street Samurai from his last match, and finally a rapid succession of shots with Terlaak hooking the TAL on several different opponents.:: Announcer- The TAL Master, DJ Terlaak ::It then showed a shot of a barbwire ring, with a ladder leaning in one corner, a chair propped on top of the ring steps, and a table just outside the ring.:: Announcer- In a match of Fiendish design, and murderous intent.... ::It then showed snippets from Terlaak and Spade's last match just as it did in the beginning of the promo, taking painstaking care to show them both at their most dire moments.:: Announcer- Two men step in... but will either survive the trip out? Find out at NGPW, TUESDAY GLORY... LLLIIIIVVVVEEEEE!!! ::A final shot of the two striking fight poses on a digital versus screen before finally, the feed then cut.:: |
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