Sam Blade vs Magnus Gunner: LMS

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Entrance Video = www.theync.com/media.php?name=8356-racist-mob

The fans packed into the arena are still on a high from the previous matches not just tonight but in the previous four weeks of Lions Den action, they have been treated to a great performance tonight already but are waiting expectantly for the main event of the night, Magnus Gunner vs Sam Blade.

-:Johnny:-
I wonder why this young athlete is so full of anger, what reason or what motivation does he have to want to rid our company of other races?

-:David:-
This is America, America is the land of opportunity. That opportunity is for everyone, not just the people the minority see as worthy!

"Off the veil
Stand revealed
Show the cards
Bring it on, break the seal"

As the fans continue to rain down a sea of boos and some choice words towards the entrance curtain they are left waiting close on thirty seconds from when the titantrom video and entrance music started til when Samuel Octavia Blade swung the red curtain out onto the stage and strode out, wearing his usual black elbow and knee pads to compliment his blue and black shorts with S.O.B written on the back. A new addition to his attire had been made however which is a white pointed hood with the eyes cut out, not too different to those wore by members of the Ku Klux Klan.

-:Belle:-
Making his way to the ring from an undisclosed location, weighing in at 240lbs...Sam Blade!

"Swing the noose again
Pierce the apple skin
You bit more than you need
Now you're choking on the bad seed
On the bad seed, chokin"

Proceeding on down the ramp he continuously raises his left arm at a ninety degree angle up the way towards the furious fans, negative response to that white power gesture coming from the array of races visible within the crowd. He is almost jogging to the ring at the pace he is going, but once he reaches the wooden structure he stops momentarily before rolling himself under the bottom rope and jumping to his feet, removing the hood SOB begins to hand it to the referee but pauses for a second to think, upon doing so he walks over to the ring corner and places it over the ring post, the eyes looking in towards the ring. Smiling he takes rest against the ropes as his music stops and he seemingly enjoys his entrance video.

-:Johnny:-
After a somewhat brutal match last week with John Castle which resulted in a no contest due to neither man being able to continue but for one reason or another the GM's seem to find it appropriate to put him in another LMS match this week while allowing Castle to take the week off.

TbC by Magnus Gunner

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Sam Blade patiently awaits the arrival of his opponent. The disease known as anticipation that inhabits every fiber in Blade's being is given the only vaccine, to the tune of "All Your Boyz" by Maximum Penalty. Following the sonorous guitar riff from the 90's band, the curtains that separate the arena from the backstage area are pushed aside. Emerging from the back, stepping into a wave of split reaction's produced by the crowd is Magnus Gunner, coming off an extremely exhausting, yet equally entertaining rematch against The Proeliator. "The Loaded Pistol" as usual is draped in his natural arrogance, and as always his eyes are hidden behind his obnoxious, star shaped, white shades. Gunner straightens his vest, and glances around the arena before massaging the rim of his beard. Afterward, Gunner removes his shades from his face, exhibiting his sparkling pearl eyes to the sold out spectrum, and tucks them in his upper vest pocket before slowly sauntering down the aisle.

As Gunner makes his way down to the ring, Bree Bella slowly but elegantly marches herself back into the center of the squared hell. She brings her LDWA microphone to her heavily glossed yet luscious lips before announcing the final competitor in the night's epic main event.

"And the opponent. Hailing from the 'Motor City', Detroit Michigan and weighing in at 225 pounds. He is the "Rock Messiah"... Magnus Gunner!"

Johnny: "Magnus Gunner has to be the favorite tonight. I'd pick Sam Blade any day of the week, but he's recovering from a grueling LMS Match from last week. There's no way he wins tonight!"

Dave: "Not necessarily, if Gunner over looks Blade here tonight, he could win up on the losing end, in a real bad way! "

"I'm telling you, one of these men will be carted out on a stretcher. It will probably be Sam Blade, he'll collapse mid point in the bout. He's got his poker face on but deep down, his in excruciating pain!"

"Well then it will be up to Magnus to capitalize on those injuries. "

Gunner reaches the end of the ramp but by that point he had already removed his outerwear from his body. The vest is tossed aside to the waiting arms of the nearby ring attendant. Following his terse strip tease, he charges at the ring, running with energy in a rather rhapsodic fashion. He slides into the ring under the bottom rope before quickly springing to his feet.

The Rock Messiah's tune comes to an abrupt end as he and Sam Blade make their way to the center of the ring with intentions on completely rearranging one another's facial features and rendering someone completely unconscious.

TBC by Sam Blade

[thepurest]

-:Johnny:-
Our main event of tonight is about to get under way but really, every match tonight is as important as the next because they are all qualifiers for the upcoming LDWA Championship tournament.

Both Sam and Magnus move in towards to the centre of the ring to the sound of the bell signifying the start of the match, Samuel albeit a little more cautiously. Gunner swings a clenched right fist towards the face of his opponent as soon as the two get within reach of each other. SOB is able to lower his head in time to avoid contact and allow himself to step round the side of Magnus to get in behind him, before he can capitalise on this Gunner turns 180 and swings another heavy right hand, which once again Samuel is able to avoid but this time he immediately runs off the ropes behind Gunner once he gets there, using them to pick up speed he hits them at pace while turning to face his opponent who is now poised and ready for him. Sprinting half the length of the ring to once again meet with his opponent SOB tucks the upper half of his body down to avoid the larger man who tries to stop the young man in his tracks by aiming his left arm at the supremacists throat, regrouping after this dodge Sam reaches the other side of the ring and leaps forward into the ropes, landing standing up on the middle rope momentarily before using this to launch himself backwards towards the centre of the ring into Magnus. Slamming his back and left elbow into Gunner from the waist up he knocks the taller man from his feet and lands hard on the mat himself, side first, but is quickly back on his feet. Shortly followed by Gunner whom can only get into a kneeling position in the short time he has until the man who wore a KKK hood to the ring dives forward towards him while pushing both legs out infront of himself, planting the soles of his feet into the chest of Gunner, knocking him down onto his back once again. This time instead of attacking his opponent again SOB takes a few steps back and drops to the mat, rolling out the ring he walks over to the guard rail and ushers three of the customers in the from row out of their seats so he pull the folding chairs up over the metal barricade, one after the other. Dropping the first two at ringside he leaves them in the wake of the squared circle as he takes the third with him into the ring towards the now standing Magnus Gunner who sets off from his position towards the rising Sam Blade who cocks back with the steel chair and swings it towards the head of Gunner but the quick witted wrestler manages to get his hands up in time to catch the folding seat before it hits him, keeping a hold of which he struggles back and forth with Blade before finally wrenching it from his hands and attempting to use it himself by raising it above his head and beginning to swing it down towards SOB but the younger man manages to get himself barely out its path, letting it continue on into the mat, still tightly gripped by Magnus. Samuel stands on the chair and puts some weight it to push it flat out across the canvas, Magnus managing just in time to let go before his fingers got trapped. Blade then quickly kicks his foot from there towards the stomach of Gunner but it is caught just before making impact. Magnus Gunner keeps Sams leg raised at waist level in almost a gloating way as the new yorker struggles to keep his balance until the man with the advantage pulls on his opponents leg to bring the white racist into contact with him before wrapping both arms around Blade and hoisting him into the air and slamming him down back first across the metal chair.

-:Johnny:-
Oooh, that'd hurt on any day of the week but even more so following that gruelling Last Man Standing match last week.

-:David:-
You have to think that one or both of our honoured GM's must have taken exception to some of the things Sam has been saying. Why else would he be in a Last Man Standing match two weeks in a row.

-:Johnny:-
Well up until this point Sams condition, however hurt he may be, doesn't seem to have slowed him down any.

The referee checks on Sam and decides against starting a count because the young wrestler is moving, albeit in pain at the impact of the spinebuster variation by Magnus who is in the process of getting to his feet before scanning the scene for a few seconds until his eyes seem to light up and a slight grin creeps across his otherwise stonewall face. Shrugging off the referees requests to carry on the match as he heads over to the ropes closest to the entrance ramp and dropping down to the canvas, gripping the bottom rope to pull himself under the bottom rope to the arena floor he begins to walk up the entrance ramp. Samuel has by this point rolled off the steel chair and is now on his hands and knees trying to get his breath back, this recovery time is allowing Gunner to make his way to the top of the ramp where he quickly crosses the stage to the archway and parts the red curtains to give him the space to duck backstage. The arena falls almost silent in the thirty seconds that Magnus is backstage, during which time SOB has gotten back to his own feet and is looking around the arena for his opponent until both the referee and the fans indicate to him that Gunner is backstage so he wastes little time in leaving the ring and making his way up the ramp unhindered until he reaches the stage. Samuel is no more than two feet onto the stage before the curtains fly open and a large, green and rusted object fills the gateway, the identity of which soon becomes clear as it forces its way through the small gap onto the stage. It is a large dumpster which is being rolled into the arena by Gunner in the direction of Blade who jumps vertically up in an attempt to avoid the impact, however he cant get high enough before the dumpster crashes into his stomach. He hangs onto the lid so is left trying to bare the impact of the metal at the same time as hold himself from falling under the wheels of the heavy container, he stays in this position (waist on the top with his legs dangling) until Gunner suddle kicks the brake bar at the back to stop it. The jerk caused by this breaks Sams grip causing him to fall back a few feet from his position before hitting the steel entrance ramp where he rolls on a further few feet til he comes to a stop on his side, the effects are evident on his anguished face. Magnus takes the brakes off again and turns the dumpster side on--leaving little more than a foot between it and the fans at either side--he heads round to the front of the dumpster (which is facing towards the ring) and opens up the two part lid. Throwing both parts back over to leave it wide open he kicks the brakes on one last time as he moves on down the ramp to where Samuel is still sprawled out on the steel ramp, raising the new yorker to a standing position he takes a second to line both of them up with the new weapon he has brought into play and gripping Sams right arm with both of his own, pulling back with all his weight to send Samuel running up the ramp into the Dumpster. Turning moments before making impact to shield himself from the brunt of the blow he takes most of the attack with his upper back and shoulder before his own momentum takes his legs on through to make their own impact into the steel waste refuse, leaving his body to limply drop from there to the solid entrance ramp.

-:Johnny:-
Ooh, Thats gotta hurt.

-:David:-
He must have something in mind from that dumpster, he wouldn't lug a big heavy thing like that out here if it wasn't for something special.

Gunner, not wanting to waste a second, advances up the ramp to the fallen Blade who he pulls to a standing position before dragging a few feet down the ramp. Taking a few seconds to line them both up and take a hold of Sams hands with both of his own he opts this time to whip Samuel away from the dumpster but keeps a hold of his arm so once getting as far apart as they can while maintaining contact Gunner simply turns himself 180 degrees and pulls back on SOB's arm to send him running with more momentum towards the dumpster. Once again he has the sense to turn to somewhat cushion the blow but still takes a heavy hit across the whole of his back but his arms fall behind him into the container so keep him standing as he cries out in pain. Gunner seems to take enjoyment from this while he turns his back to Blade and takes a few small steps down the ramp while getting the elated crowd going and turning back to face his hurt opponent for a matter of mere seconds, making eye contact briefly Gunner sets off running towards SOB who stands motionless, seemingly completely unaware to his advancing adversary. At the last seconds Samuel leers forward and lowers his upper body, ramming his shoulder into the mid section of Magnus and wrapping his arms around the back of Castles legs and straightening himself up, lifting the heavier man from the mat and dropping him back over head into the open lid of the dumpster. Leaving go of his rival he allows the aggressor to roughly fall four feet to the metal flooring of the dumpster where he lands backfirst, this burst of energy seems to have all but dried up as moments later Sam staggers forward and falls to his knees, gathering himself and getting his breath back he once again tries to get to his feet. This time he does so successfully and subsequently decides to take action which he does so by closing the lids over on the dumpster and unlocking the brakes, allowing him to move the container freely, an ability which he uses to turn it sideways and push it further on down the ramp towards the ring, once most of the way down he stops and gears up for a few seconds until finally roughly turning and pushing the dumpster forward at the same time towards the ring. Making it tip over and spill out its contents, a dusty and hurting Magnus Gunner who unwillingly rolls out to the arena floor. Samuel laughs at this as he moves on past the toppled instrument and his opponent to the side of the ring where he left the chairs earlier, lifting both of them he throws them into the ring before following them in under the bottom rope, proceeding to taunt the crowd with a number of vile racist gestures he soaks in their hatred while the referee begins a half hearted count.

-:Referee:-
1...
2...
3...

-:David:-
Thats the first real offence that Sam has gotten in, no way will this end it.

TBC by Magnus Gunner

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Magnus Gunner sluggishly makes it to his feet, reaching a vertical base simultaneously with the ref's 6 count. Before Gunner can render the stars that soar around his head inactive, Samuel Blade charges at the ropes. He quickly drops down and slides his feet under the bottom rope. Shockingly enough, Magnus Gunner grabs along the ring cover before staggering back and dragging out, capturing Blade's feet inside and reeling him in. Now outside of the ring and completely helpless, Sam Blades desperately tries to escape from his precarious predicament, like an insect tangled in an arachnids web. Gunner quickly assists Blade in his endeavor, as he side steps and cocks his knee back before extending it and firing his leg forward. The boot of the"Rock Messiah" clashes against the jaw of his adversary, and the rash superkick forces the eyes of Samuel Octavia Blade to tumble in the back of his head while coercing him to the unpleasantly cold floor.

Johnny: "Dave, I heard that kick all the way over hear. I think I saw a tooth fly too!"

Dave:"The "Magnus Battalion" is as quick as it is deadly! Sam Blade didn't see it coming!"

Magnus Gunner triumphantly stands over Sam Blade as he writhes in pain and attempts to get the taste back in his mouth after a thunderous blow. Gunner finally leans over and snatches Blade by his hair before lifting him to his feet. Gunner then clutches the rim of Blade's faded jeans before advancing forward. With extreme might, Gunner tosses Blade forward. Blade teeters on his toes and attempts to bring his momentum to an abrupt end, but he fails miserably. Blade leaps slightly off his feet before flying head first into steel stairs. The stairs are taken slightly off his hinges, as he remains somewhat motionless on the concrete, definitely having his bell rungs by Gunner's latest offense.

Gunner marches toward his fallen foe with his feet stamping hard on the concrete with elated pride. The Michigan native glowing in a new found sense of urgency, and a returned arrogance, stands over Sam Blade as the racist star slowly lifts his head off the damp floor. Gunner once again jerks Blade toward him by his hair, completely demonstrating a lack of regard for his wellbeing. Gunner drags Blade to a vertical base before lifting his knee and maliciously driving it into Sam's gut, depriving him of oxygen. Now left breathless, Sam Blade finds himself completely at Magnus's will, as the "Loaded Pistol" grits his teeth before tossing his adversary back inside the squared hell.

Gunner slides into the squared circle and quickly springs to his feet. Gunner hoists one of the chairs that Sam Blade so happily introduced to the match, and brandishes it over his fallen opponent. Just as Gunner begins to cock the chair behind his head, Sam Blade comes around, finally recuperated from Gunner's flurry of attacks. Magnus drives his fist straight into the belly of the beast, causing the chair to slip out of Gunner's clutches. Magnus cringes and doubles over, leaving himself susceptible to a mammoth right hand that clocks him right in between the eyes. Gunner staggers back while Sam Blade gradually makes it to his feet. Attempting to seize the moment, Sam Blade charges at his foe, and extends his arm out. Magnus Gunner easily ducks the clothesline after recovering from Blade's sudden retaliation. Gunner rises back up and reaches around Blade's torso with one arm across his opponent's chest with his hand clenched onto his other hand which is behind Blade's head. "The Loaded Pistol" then falls backward, planting his feeble opponent into the canvas face-first.

"Reverse STO! Just when Blade thinks he's getting back into the bout, Magnus Gunner closes the door shut!"

"But you made one thing abundantly clear, the door is in fact creeping open and in one way or another, Sam Blade will get through. "

Gunner tosses his opponent's seemingly lifeless body off of his own before slowly rising to his feet. The "Loaded Pistol" reacquaints himself with the steel chair he held in his possession not to long ago. Magnus sets the chair up before grabbing its twin. He sets them together so that the seats touch, creating a bridge almost. From there, Magus seizes Blade by both sides of his dome before gradually dragging him to vertical base. Magnus quickly places Sam's head tightly in his armpit, before throwing his arm over his shoulder. Magnus wrenches Blade's jeans before attempting to lift him up off his feet, but to no avail. Sam Octavia Blade cocks a fist back before viciously burying it into the side of Gunner's body, piercing his ribcage. Saliva sputters out of Gunner's now gaping mouth, along with oxygen and cockiness. From there, Sam drives his elbow into the belly of the bastard, forcing Gunner to loosen up his grip and giving himself the opportunity he needs to slide out. Now with alll the momentum, Octavia Blade hunkers down before suddenly springing up and off his feet. He brings his leg level to his head, before savagely driving his toe into the temple of the dazed "Rock Messiah." Gunner's knee's jelly, but he doesn't tip over like a severed tree. Sam Blade gives the extra push he needs, or slam for that matter.

Octavia rises to his feet before wrapping his arms around the waist of the stunned Gunner. He bends his knees and pops his hips before lifting Magnus into the air. Blade holds the position for an elongated moment, before falling forward and sliding one arm down to Magnus's near leg. Sam Blade, with an aggressive disposition, slams Magnus Gunner spine first across the chairs. Gunner falls through the bridge, as the chairs slide into opposite direction leaving Gunner to rest motionless on the mat.

"Back Spasms...that's one thing Magnus Gunner will be afflicted with after that Stalling Spinebuster!"

"Set up by a mind boggling Enzuigiri. Sam Blade has a mean streak, and he's certainly unleashing it on Magnus Gunner."

Magnus Gunner remains motionless and cringing in agonizing pain as his eyes are clenched and while his ascending ego is put on halt. Due to Gunner's state, the official cloak in white and black begins his count, one which Octavia wishes would be the last of the night.

1!

2!

3!

4!

5!

"Is this the end for Magnus Gunner?"

6!

"It certainly is beginning to seem like it. I think the "Loaded Pistol" might be out like a light! "

"And a victory here advances the controversial Sam Blade in the tournament, and he will become that much closer to championship gold!"

7!

Johnny's early diagnosis of the situation is indeed, too early, as Magnus Gunner defies the odds. Somewhat in defiance, Magus slowly lifts himself up. At about the the nine count, Gunner leans over on one of the set chairs, obviously fatigued and shook up by Blade's amazing offense. Speaking of Sam Blade, he had exited the ring and began ascending the nearest turnbuckle, as he was pessimistic about his plight. As Gunner slowly turns to his direction, Sam Blade rises to his feet, on the very top of the mountain, the very top of the turnbuckle. In one sudden, fluid instance, Sam Blade leaps from the top and brings his knees inward before throwing them back outward when his body soars within range of Gunner's arrogant aura. He drives his boots straight into the heart of the "Rock Messiah", pressing him backward and causing him to fall into the chair. The chair tips backward, and Magnus Gunner rolls to the canvas.

Both men are rendered motionless on the floor. One attempting to reach his feet after a successful maneuver and the other, completely breathless and drained of composure due to being on the receiving end of such a graceful attack.

"Sam Blade connects with a pretty Top Rope Dropkick!"

"Or A Missile Dropkick, as normal people like to call it! Gosh, you are an imbecile!"

"I'm just calling it but Blade coined it!"

"That racists prick is an imbecile too! MISSILE DROPKICK SAM, MISSILE DROPKICK! Maybe if you get back up you'll remember that! You here me racist... HUH?"

TBC

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((Lol that last piece of commentary made me laugh, umm the top rope dropkick I put in my move list was actually a manoeuvre where the opponent started on the top turnbuckle. I just couldn't think of a better way to describe it lol. Anyway, I'll have a post up for you sometime soon and edit this out.))