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Archie Lawson · (06-24-2014)

JOEY STYLES: “Two gifted competitors! Two unbelievable tough professionals! One rematch! One title! One fall apiece! But, there can only be one winner!

“One man gets buried alive... RIGHT NOW!”

STAGE THREE: Buried Alive!

Duke gets to his feet as the cell is raised above the ring. Azrael Erebus remains flat on his back. Duke grabs the chain, still secured around Azrael's neck and he begins to drag him. Duke climbs out of the ring, still dragging Azrael behind him. Azrael pries against the chain and kicks his legs, of course, its all for naught. Human strength can not bend chain of this size.

Duke drags the now human Azrael Erebus up the ramp toward the grave side. Up over the embankment and Duke drops the chain and grabs a shovel. With the shovel in hand, Duke drives it, blade first, straight down toward Azrael's throat.

Azrael, probably out of a life preserving human instinct, rolls out from between Duke's legs and the shovel gets driven into the dirt mound.

JOEY STYLES: “It's a good thing Azrael moved! The force Duke used may have decapitated him!”

Duke turns quickly, and reaches down, grabbing Azrael by his throat. With ease, he rips Azrael to his feet. Duke then lifts Azrael high into the air and choke slams him down into the grave! Duke, winded from the hellacious battle he has endured, hesitates and takes just a moments rest before grabbing the shovel. Bit by bit, he starts to bury Azrael Erebus alive!

JOEY STYLES: “It only takes one layer of dirt to end the match and keep his championship!”

A dozen shovels full of dirt are dumped onto Azrael...

SEBAAAAASTIAAAAN!

JOEY STYLES: “Who the hell was that!?”

Sebastian Duke stops in his tracks. He looks around for whoever was calling his name in that haunting manner. Duke tosses the shovel, without finishing off Azrael Erebus.

JOEY STYLES: “What the hell is he doing here!?”

Duke stalks toward the entrance way. The camera moves to the left and its Eli James IV, rocking in a wooden chair. Duke comes closer to Eli. James doesn't flinch, he just continues to rock in the chair with a sadistic smile on his face.

JOEY STYLES: “Eli James! Continues to mock the Universal Champion!”

Still, Eli remains seated. Not wavering in any way. Still, Duke stalks closer and closer.

ELI JAMES IV: “Hehehehe.”

Duke stands just two feet from Eli James. James stops rocking, but continues to stare at Duke with that sadistic smile.

JOEY STYLES: “Eli James has no business here! This is Duke! This is Erebus! This match has nothing to do with Eli James!”

Duke clenches his fist, looking ready to strike.

TING!

JOEY STYLES: “Its Azrael! He's risen from the grave!”

Erebus strikes Duke with the shovel. Duke falls forward and falls onto Eli James. James shoves him off and Duke rolls onto the entrance stage. Azrael, the chain still securely around his neck, begins wailing away on Duke with the shovel.

JOEY STYLES: “OVER AND OVER! EREBUS WITH THE SHOVEL!”

Eli James sits by, watching Azrael go to work on Duke. Duke tries to get up and is on all fours. Azrael swings the shovel one more time and splits the wooden handle in two over Duke's back. Duke falls flat and is again on all fours. Azrael stand over him with the broken wooden handle. He places the handle against Duke's throat and pulls back, choking the life force out of Sebastian Duke.

Duke drives an elbow back into Azraels rib cage, causing him to drop the shovel handle. Azrael, thinking quickly, takes the chain locked to his neck and wraps it around Duke's throat and once again is choking the life out of him.

Duke claws at the chain as his eyes begin to bulge open. He starts feeling around on the stage and finally find the remains of the shovel handle. He grips it tight, and swings over his shoulder, striking Azrael Erebus square between the eyes!

JOEY STYLES: “What a war! What a battle between these two competitors!”

Azrael staggers back and falls to one knee. Duke coughs multiple times and is back on all fours. He turns so that he's facing Azrael. Azrael charges toward Duke and leaps into the air gripping Dukes head on the way down.

JOEY STYLES: “Duke caught him!”

Duke throws Azrael off of him. Azrael lands on his feet several feet away. He charges again.

CRACK!

JOEY STYLES: “SOUL SHOT! He damn near took Azrael's head right off!”

Duke slowly gets back to his feet. He once again grabs the chain locked to Azraels neck and drags him up the embankment and towards the grave. Once they reach the graveside, Duke lifts Azrael to his feet and then lifts him up, draping him over his shoulder.

JOEY STYLES: “This could be it! This could be Darkness Falls! If he hits this, say goodnight to Azrael Erebus!”

Azrael struggles against Duke's grip. He kicks and thrashes, trying to fight out of the potential match ending hold. Finally, Duke's stability wavers and Azrael is on his feet.

JOEY STYLES: “Darkest Light!”

But Duke digs down deep and lifts Azrael Erebus right up off his feet.

JOEY STYLES: “DARKNESS FALLS! That's it! It's over!”

Duke drives Erebus' head into the dirt surface at the grave side. Duke easily rolls Azrael into the grave. He struggles to get back to his feet and grabs a shovel. Slowly he starts shoveling dirt on top of Azrael. When suddenly...

JOEY STYLES: “Who the hell are they!?”

Three masked men have jumped the fan barricade and are attacking Duke. He's doing his best to fight back but the numbers are just too much. He can do nothing to fend them off. Eli James has left his rocking chair and climbs up on top of the grave. He laughs and begins to sing.

ELI JAMES: “AMAAAAAZINNNNNGG GRAAACE...”

On the X-Tron, the locker room door of The Black Circle is chained shut. Those inside, trying to get out. Madison can be heard laughing his ass off.

ELI JAMES: “HOWWW SWEEEEET THE SOOOUNDD...”

JOEY STYLES: “These three men are obviously working for Eli James!”

Suddenly, out from the back come Enigma and Sebastian Duke's Messenger!

JOEY STYLES: “Here come the troops! But it might be too late!”

Both whiz right by Eli and start trying to fight off the masked assailants. The battle goes back and forth but Enigma and the Messenger are forcing the masked men behind the entrance stage and out of sight.

ELI JAMES: “WHAAAT ONNNCE, WAAAS LOSSST...”

JOEY STYLES: “Azrael Erebus is now clawing his way out of the grave! And Duke is within the clutches of Eli James!

“THE CLEANSING!”

James lands the move on Duke and Duke is out of it. Eli laughs some more before rolling the semi-conscious Universal Champion into the grave. On the other side, just a couple feet away, Azrael lays along the grave side opening.

Eli starts shoveling dirt into the grave. Little by little, dirt piles into the grave.

ELI JAMES: “NOOOOOWWWW, ISSS FOUUNDD!”

JOEY STYLES: “That crazed lunatic, Eli James! He's smiling and singing! Like its all sunshine and rainbows while he buries the King of Darkness!”

The referee looks down and as Eli shovels the dirt in, watches as Sebastian Duke is finally covered.

WINNER: Azrael Erebus – NEW XWF Universal Champion

JOEY STYLES: “Azrael takes the title tonight. Eli James is a disgusting human being!”

The referee reaches down to hand the Universal title to Azrael, but its quickly snatched away by Eli James. James holds it high in the air as Azrael lifts his head up and looks on.

Eli drapes the title over his shoulder and Azrael reaches down into the grave with his right arm.

Eli James has a microphone.

ELI JAMES: “Hehehehehe.”

Dukes arm rises from the grave and he clutches Azrael's hand. As their hands meet, the microphone Eli James is holding bursts into flames. Azrael pulls Duke out of the dirt.

JOEY STYLES: “Oh shit!!”

Duke climbs out of the grave as Eli James stops smiling. Eli drops the burning microphone to the dirt and starts trying to figure out what to do next. Duke gets to his feet at the side of the grave and he stares down Eli James. Eli swings, connecting with Duke's jaw. Azrael just continues to lay on the dirt, watching as things unfold.

JOEY STYLES: “Duke and Eli! Back and forth here!”

Eli gets a head of steam and bull rushes Duke into the side of the back hoe. Duke stands, but barely. Eli charges toward him, and Duke counters with a rush of adrenaline. He lifts Eli up and drops him face first on one of the tracks on the back hoe!

JOEY STYLES: “The former champion just delivered snake eyes to Eli James!”

Eli struggles to get back to his feet and Duke grips him by the throat, delivering a chokeslam to Eli. Duke then lifts up Eli and drapes him over his shoulder. Duke stands, with Eli, on the edge of the grave, looking down into it.

JOEY STYLES: “Darkness Falls to Eli James!”

Duke leaps off the edge of the grave and plants Eli's head into the bottom of the grave. Seconds later, Duke stands up inside the grave, staring down at Eli James. Duke reaches into his waste band and retrieves a key. Azrael is sitting up beside the grave and Duke finally unlocks the chain from his neck.

Duke climbs out of the grave and climbs into the back hoe. After firing it up, he grabs a bucket full of dirt, then proceeds to dump it into the grave on top of Eli James.

JOEY STYLES: “Duke just buried Eli James alive!”

Duke climbs out of the back hoe and retrieves a microphone from the ring announcer standing nearby.

JOEY STYLES: “Holy shit, he hasn't spoke in two months! And he has the stick!”

SEBASTIAN DUKE: “Eli James...

“You claim to be some Godly light...

“To guide us...

“To save us...

“The question isn't 'who will save us?'

“The question, Eli James, is who will save you?

“Through out the universe, for every point of light, one thing, one thing Eli, stays the same...

“For every point of light, it is surrounded by Darkness...

“Eli James, if you are the light...

“I am the Darkness that surrounds you!”

Duke reaches out his hand to Azrael Erebus. Azrael hesitates, but eventually clutches Dukes hand. Duke lifts him up to his feet. He then reaches down and lifts up the Universal title and drapes it on Azrael's shoulder. Duke then lightly shoves Azrael in the direction of the ring.

Duke then grabs a shovel.

SEBASTIAN DUKE: “Here lies...”

Duke drives the shovel into the grave.

SEBASTIAN DUKE: “Eli James the fourth!”

Duke drops the microphone and makes his exit. Azrael reaches the ring and stands in the center. Golden colored pyro fires off from all over Texas Memorial Stadium as Leap of Faith fades out.

Special Thanks:

Ozymandias

Frodo Smackins

Tony Santos

Archie Lawson

John Madison

Shane

Sid Feder

Ducati Lamborghini Ferrari

Shane's cousin Vinny

Morbid Angle, yes, Angle

~~Peter Fn Gilmour~~ · (06-24-2014)

Congrats azzy

Mastermind · (06-24-2014)

OOC. Awesome job Paul Heyman. Well done.

~~Frodo mother fucking Smackins~~ · (06-24-2014)

"Azzy Azzy! He did it! Now he's gonna do me!"

~~Rain~~ · (06-24-2014)

R: Great job, Azrawl.....Azz--.......however you pronounce your new name. Anyway, I just wanted to say congrats, and that I hope you're willing to listen.

AT: Great job, dude.

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~~Sid Feder~~ · (06-25-2014)

(06-24-2014, 09:10 PM)Reeve Alexandra Gordon Said: R: Great job, Azrawl.....Azz--.......however you pronounce your new name. Anyway, I just wanted to say congrats, and that I hope you're willing to listen.

Hey, rag!

And fer those who can't put 1+1+1 together I'm talkin' to the little boy who tried to get noticed by talkin' some trash to me; Re-Re Alexis Gagger. (start using those names like the whore you are in an effort to play your cock-blowing mind games that only would affect a toddler, you predictable bitch)

Know what's funny, ReRe boy? (that's me calling you , by the way, you ) The fact that I laid yer ass out cold with but a simple verbal assault and you ain't said shit to me since. You still out cold, boy? You still down and out from the truth I laid across your gaping ass? Now look at ya -- tryin' yer damndest to get that little queer star fish to notice that you suck just as much cock as he does; fact.

I'm still waiting for ya to go ahead and gimme a reason to start insulting ya instead of just stating the disheartening facts that keep you known as the biggest joke this company, fuck that industry, fuck that world, fuck that universe has ever seen. And since we're in the presence of the Universal himself, what better time to have him chime in and confirm that all you are is a dried piece of blood crust on his shriveled StarDick?

Come on, little boy! You wanted my attention, right? How the fuck have you not responded back to me after I ripped you to shreds more than 24 hours ago? You big pussy!

Mr. Star Fish Universal ; get in here and tell rag what a cute little boy you think he is. C'mon, you ! Tell him!

Oh and congrats on winning the title from Sebastian Duke. Let me know if you ever feel like taking another 1 on 1 loss to the name Sid Feder and I'll be glad to lift that gold from your cum stained waist. Knowin' how yer ego doesn't at all match yer ability, I imagine you'd actually walk right into that match and basically hand me the top title in this company fer free! Wouldn't ya!

If the mustache wearing pretty boy driving around in a red sports car calling himself Feder was able to crush ya, it's gonna be quite the spectacle when your stupid fuckin' ass walks right into my line of sight and falls to the Feder name again. When I'm through shoving my peg leg up your starry starry asshole, you'll be wishing that I was the Sid who drove around in red sports cars instead of driving splintered pieces of wood directly out of your mouth by way of entering your rectum and just not stopping.

Come on, ! Or are ya on yer rag? Maybe you and rag boy here can fuck each other in the ass while you think about it!

~~Sid Feder~~ · (06-25-2014)

Azrael Erebus Said:"Congratulating me and going right into wanting a match."

But,

but,

what I said was--

Sid Feder Said:Let me know if you ever feel like taking another 1 on 1 loss to the name Sid Feder and I'll be glad to lift that gold from your cum stained waist.

Hey, ! I heard yer done pretendin' to be a fuckin' ass alien, right? Well what day do you think you'll stop bein' a fuckin' egotistical, delusional fuck with his head rammed so far up his own ass that he thinks a friendly offer was me wanting something? I was just reminding ya how things go for ya when the Feders are in town and yer fightin' on yer own, son. If you'd like to revisit that excitement, let me know. If not, I don't give a shit. See how that works, dicks fer brains? And yes; if yer stupid enough to want to revisit Feder Town in an effort to try and appear superior to me for the first time ever, then of course the result would be: me bein' glad to take yer gold.

But nah, forget it -- I'm sure yer fine with everybody knowin' the champion here is inferior to the Feder here. Hugs, .

Kruzifix · **06-25-2014, 11:36 PM**

(06-24-2014, 10:47 PM)Sid Feder Said:
(06-24-2014, 09:10 PM)Reeve Alexandra Gordon Said: R: Great job, Azrawl.....Azz--.......however you pronounce your new name. Anyway, I just wanted to say congrats, and that I hope you're willing to listen.

Hey, rag!

And fer those who can't put 1+1+1 together I'm talkin' to the little boy who tried to get noticed by talkin' some trash to me; Re-Re Alexis Gagger. (start using those names like the whore you are in an effort to play your cock-blowing mind games that only would affect a toddler, you predictable bitch)

Know what's funny, ReRe boy? (that's me calling you , by the way, you ) The fact that I laid yer ass out cold with but a simple verbal assault and you ain't said shit to me since. You still out cold, boy? You still down and out from the truth I laid across your gaping ass? Now look at ya -- tryin' yer damndest to get that little queer star fish to notice that you suck just as much cock as he does; fact.

I'm still waiting for ya to go ahead and gimme a reason to start insulting ya instead of just stating the disheartening facts that keep you known as the biggest joke this company, fuck that industry, fuck that world, fuck that universe has ever seen. And since we're in the presence of the Universal himself, what better time to have him chime in and confirm that all you are is a dried piece of blood crust on his shriveled StarDick?

Come on, little boy! You wanted my attention, right? How the fuck have you not responded back to me after I ripped you to shreds more than 24 hours ago? You big pussy!

Mr. Star Fish Universal ; get in here and tell rag what a cute little boy you think he is. C'mon, you ! Tell him!

Oh and congrats on winning the title from Sebastian Duke. Let me know if you ever feel like taking another 1 on 1 loss to the name Sid Feder and I'll be glad to lift that gold from your cum stained waist. Knowin' how yer ego doesn't at all match yer ability, I imagine you'd actually walk right into that match and basically hand me the top title in this company fer free! Wouldn't ya!

If the mustache wearing pretty boy driving around in a red sports car calling himself Feder was able to crush ya, it's gonna be quite the spectacle when your stupid fuckin' ass walks right into my line of sight and falls to the Feder name again. When I'm through shoving my peg leg up your starry starry asshole, you'll be wishing that I was the Sid who drove around in red sports cars instead of driving splintered pieces of wood directly out of your mouth by way of entering your rectum and just not stopping.

Come on, ! Or are ya on yer rag? Maybe you and rag boy here can fuck each other in the ass while you think about it!

Jack: And they say Re-Re talks a lot....gat dam, son, y'all need some ritalin and a better hearin' aid, ya old faggit...

--JH

~~Frodo mother fucking Smackins~~ · (06-26-2014)

"Shelby is pretty good at the pain. Trust me."

Kruzifix · **06-26-2014, 06:17 AM**

JH: And trust me.

JH: I know gals can fight just as well as any man.

A-B.E.T.H.S.-P.: Believe it.

--yxx--

#LessIsMore

~~Sid Feder~~ · (06-28-2014)

(06-25-2014, 11:36 PM)Jack MuddaFukkin Hoff Said: Jack: And they say Re-Re talks a lot....gat dam, son, y'all need some ritalin and a better hearin' aid, ya old faggit...

--JH

Oh, excuse me good madame; are you rag boy's new mouth piece? Why the fuck do you think you have the right to speak to me, exactly?

And to be clear, , I think the problem with Re-Re boy is that nothin' he says makes a lick of sense regardless of length. That boy's plum fucked in the brain and suffers from diarrhea of the mouth, so why don't you go teach him how to speak properl--

Oh, wait, I better stop right there -- you'd have to know how to speak yerself in order to teach that boy how. My mistake, sister.

Now go tell yer fuck buddy to get in here and answer fer himself, ya wannabe. Yer just makin' him look like an even bigger joke than he already has tried so hard to be.

Oh, and Azrael? Yer a !

Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a toilet to unclog. Where's my lucky plunger?

Kruzifix · **06-28-2014, 12:39 AM**

(06-26-2014, 07:00 AM)Sid Feder Said: Oh, excuse me good madame; are you rag boy's new mouth piece? Why the fuck do you think you have the right to speak to me, exactly? And to be clear, , I think the problem with Re-Re boy is that nothin' he says makes a lick of sense regardless of length. That boy's plum fucked in the brain and suffers from diarrhea of the mouth, so why don't you go teach him how to speak properl-- Oh, wait, I better stop right there -- you'd have to know how to speak yerself in order to teach that boy how. My mistake, sister. Now go tell yer fuck buddy to get in here and answer fer himself, ya wannabe. Yer just makin' him look like an even bigger joKe than he already has tried so hard to be.

1) I ain't no

. I'm ah-hunderd percent white. Maybe a lil bit ah red mixed in. We all have another side tah us, right, I mean, yers may be broken along wit' fiddy five percent ah the rest ah ya, but I'm sure it's there.

2) Yer right about one thing. An' I'll get tah that in a bit.

3) We ain't 'fuck buddies'. We don't kiss tah make-up, if ya catch muh drift. Blood an' bone, thick as stone, but we don't share the same bed. We sure as hell can put a

such as yerself in their death bed, if ya want? Wanna step up, bitch? Make my day. Any time, any place. Choice is yers.

4) I might not carry a gat dam English tah Faggoty Ass Cripple Dick-shanary wit' me everywhere I go, but hun? Believe me.

S.G. ) Go ahead and cast yer judgement. See just how far you can push the flame till it burns yer wrinkled up ass.

F: BAM, bitch!!

-- T.S.S. / F.

~~Rain~~ · (06-29-2014)

(06-26-2014, 07:00 AM)Sid Feder Said: Oh, excuse me good madame; are you rag boy's new mouth piece? Why the fuck do you think you have the right to speak to me, exactly?

Re-Re:

(06-26-2014, 07:00 AM)Sid Feder Said: And to be clear, , I think the problem with Re-Re boy is that nothin' he says makes a lick of sense regardless of length.

HTC: That means it's working.

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'ours, 4LiFE'

~~Frodo mother fucking Smackins~~ · (07-10-2014)

"Why do you have a picture of my daughter? One when she's very much so younger than 18?"

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