Post by TWN on Aug 6, 2019 13:27:33 GMT -5
Sin returns from commercial break to The Oddities of Professional Wrestling in the ring, prepared for their match.
Alara: This next match is a two on one handicap match! First, already in the ring, at a combined weight of 480 pounds... Raul Temper, Hightower, The Oddities of Professional Wrestling!
Case: Look at these two! A couple intimidating men right there!
A huge firework streaks across the arena before exploding at the entrance ramp. Pasha emerges and strikes a powerful pose.
Trey: Talk about intimidating, this man outweighs both of OPW combined!
Alara: Entering high up from the Caucasus Mountains… weighing 550 pounds… accompanied by his loyal bard, Bohdan… he is “The Starry Plough,” Pasha!
Pasha walks to the ring with long, mighty strides before arriving at the apron. Pasha then pulls himself to the ropes, where he lets his cape drop into his trusty bard’s hands below. He then enters rings spinning with his arms held out straight to a sprinkling of multi-colored sparks above the ring. Pasha goes to his corner ready to crush whomever stand across from him.
*ding ding ding*
Temper and Hightower rush Pasha before he can get out of the corner. Both men jump onto the giant, raining punches and kicks down upon him.
Trey: OPW wasting no time in taking it to the Starry Plough!
The referee is trying to break things up and get one of the team to their corner but they are relentless on Pasha. That is, until Pasha manages to power out, tossing both men into the air. Hightower rolls out of the ring, leaving Raul as the legal competitor.
Pasha helps Temper to his feet and pushes him into his corner. He arches him back, exposing Raul's chest and raises his hand in the air, eliciting a cheer from the crowd.
Case: No! He's not going to-
Pasha brings his hand down, chopping Raul's chest with the massive paw.
Trey: Oh man! Temper's chest has to be powder!
Temper holds his chest and coughs like he had just been shot. Pasha wasting little time, lifts Raul up, presses him over his head, and tosses him all the way across the ring. By now, Hightower is back on the apron. He tags himself in and rushes towards the larger man.
Pasha goes for a clothesline but Hightower manages to duck underneath, getting his big 7'3 frame under the Russian's arm and sneaking behind, going low for a chop block. Pasha grabs his leg in pain but doesn't falter. Finding his opening, Hightower begins targeting the hurting leg with some stiff kicks.
Trey: Oh man! Those are some vicious shots to the legs of Pasha!
Case: It's good strategy! Chop the big oak down!
Pasha falls to one knee. Eyeing his opportunity, Hightower runs the ropes, allowing Temper to tag himself in. Hightower hits a big boot right onto Pasha's jaw, sending him sprawling onto his back. Meanwhile, Raul Temper scales the top rope. He lets out an intimidating scream as he flies into the air, hitting Pasha with a big splash!
Trey: Screaming berserk!
Case: There's no need to yell... That goes for both of you.
Raul goes for the cover.
1!
…
Kickout!
Trey: Only a 1 count for Raul Temper!
Case: This guy is scary.
Temper mounts the big man and begins wailing on him with powerful lefts and rights. Pasha tries to cover up but Temper is just too quick.
Raul gets up and quickly tags Hightower back in and they pair lift the big man to his feet. They attempt to whip the big man into the ropes but he plants his feet and resists.
Instead, Pasha pulls the two men in, grasps them by the throat, and lifts both men up for a double chokeslam!
Trey: The strength of this man!
Temper holds his back as he rolls out of the ring as Pasha scoops Hightower up to his feet. He flashes a quick smile to his opponent before lifting him up into a powerbomb position.
Trey: Oh boy, here we go!
Pasha holds Hightower up high for a few moments, demonstrating his strength before dropping him down with a powerbomb followed by a sit out face crusher!
Trey: Oof…
Case: Ouch...
Pasha lays down over Hightower into the cover.
1!
…
2!...
…
3!
*ding ding ding!*
Trey: And The Starry Plough wins it!
Pasha gets up and lifts his arms into the air in victory. He stomps around the ring in celebration as the OPW reconvene outside the ring and begin walking to the back.
Trey: A good showing from the Oddities of Professional Wrestling here tonight.
Case: They're losers.
Trey: But they took it to the big man here tonight. Don't expect them to start streaking.
Case: ...Gross.
We cut to commercial...
Alara: This next match is a two on one handicap match! First, already in the ring, at a combined weight of 480 pounds... Raul Temper, Hightower, The Oddities of Professional Wrestling!
Case: Look at these two! A couple intimidating men right there!
A huge firework streaks across the arena before exploding at the entrance ramp. Pasha emerges and strikes a powerful pose.
Trey: Talk about intimidating, this man outweighs both of OPW combined!
Alara: Entering high up from the Caucasus Mountains… weighing 550 pounds… accompanied by his loyal bard, Bohdan… he is “The Starry Plough,” Pasha!
Pasha walks to the ring with long, mighty strides before arriving at the apron. Pasha then pulls himself to the ropes, where he lets his cape drop into his trusty bard’s hands below. He then enters rings spinning with his arms held out straight to a sprinkling of multi-colored sparks above the ring. Pasha goes to his corner ready to crush whomever stand across from him.
*ding ding ding*
Temper and Hightower rush Pasha before he can get out of the corner. Both men jump onto the giant, raining punches and kicks down upon him.
Trey: OPW wasting no time in taking it to the Starry Plough!
The referee is trying to break things up and get one of the team to their corner but they are relentless on Pasha. That is, until Pasha manages to power out, tossing both men into the air. Hightower rolls out of the ring, leaving Raul as the legal competitor.
Pasha helps Temper to his feet and pushes him into his corner. He arches him back, exposing Raul's chest and raises his hand in the air, eliciting a cheer from the crowd.
Case: No! He's not going to-
Pasha brings his hand down, chopping Raul's chest with the massive paw.
Trey: Oh man! Temper's chest has to be powder!
Temper holds his chest and coughs like he had just been shot. Pasha wasting little time, lifts Raul up, presses him over his head, and tosses him all the way across the ring. By now, Hightower is back on the apron. He tags himself in and rushes towards the larger man.
Pasha goes for a clothesline but Hightower manages to duck underneath, getting his big 7'3 frame under the Russian's arm and sneaking behind, going low for a chop block. Pasha grabs his leg in pain but doesn't falter. Finding his opening, Hightower begins targeting the hurting leg with some stiff kicks.
Trey: Oh man! Those are some vicious shots to the legs of Pasha!
Case: It's good strategy! Chop the big oak down!
Pasha falls to one knee. Eyeing his opportunity, Hightower runs the ropes, allowing Temper to tag himself in. Hightower hits a big boot right onto Pasha's jaw, sending him sprawling onto his back. Meanwhile, Raul Temper scales the top rope. He lets out an intimidating scream as he flies into the air, hitting Pasha with a big splash!
Trey: Screaming berserk!
Case: There's no need to yell... That goes for both of you.
Raul goes for the cover.
1!
…
Kickout!
Trey: Only a 1 count for Raul Temper!
Case: This guy is scary.
Temper mounts the big man and begins wailing on him with powerful lefts and rights. Pasha tries to cover up but Temper is just too quick.
Raul gets up and quickly tags Hightower back in and they pair lift the big man to his feet. They attempt to whip the big man into the ropes but he plants his feet and resists.
Instead, Pasha pulls the two men in, grasps them by the throat, and lifts both men up for a double chokeslam!
Trey: The strength of this man!
Temper holds his back as he rolls out of the ring as Pasha scoops Hightower up to his feet. He flashes a quick smile to his opponent before lifting him up into a powerbomb position.
Trey: Oh boy, here we go!
Pasha holds Hightower up high for a few moments, demonstrating his strength before dropping him down with a powerbomb followed by a sit out face crusher!
Trey: Oof…
Case: Ouch...
Pasha lays down over Hightower into the cover.
1!
…
2!...
…
3!
*ding ding ding!*
Trey: And The Starry Plough wins it!
Pasha gets up and lifts his arms into the air in victory. He stomps around the ring in celebration as the OPW reconvene outside the ring and begin walking to the back.
Trey: A good showing from the Oddities of Professional Wrestling here tonight.
Case: They're losers.
Trey: But they took it to the big man here tonight. Don't expect them to start streaking.
Case: ...Gross.
We cut to commercial...