Strike Fantasy Towers
Tuesday Night Titans™
With John Cartwright and Randy White
June 14th, 2005
Tuesday Night 8:00pm Live From Liverpool, England

Titans Opening

Liverpool fans going apeshit as only they can. RW and JC smiling and laughing and takin their positions.

RW: Welcome to another great Titans and lets just get started.

Match Number One
Arlen Campbell vs. Kayleigh Jameson
Standard Match

Both of them are in the ring as the bell rings. Kayleigh wastes no time with a dropkick, followed by a quick leg drop.

RW: Lookit that girl go.

Kay with a moonsault over the top and nails Campbell squarely.

JC: She’s got the moves.

She goes for the cover but only gets a 2 count.

RW: Dunno how Campbell kicked out. I think its almost time Campbell bit the dust.

And right on que, Kayleigh stands up Campbell and hits her Diamond Dust as she quickly covers and gets the 1...2...3.

JC: Kayleigh gets a nice win, and she looks hot doing it!

Winner: Kayleigh Jameson

[ Scene cuts to back stage where walking toward his dressing room Hub is waylaid by his agent, Jim Barlow]

Jim: Hub babe, you gotta work with me here. You barely give me any interview time, how am I supposed to get you a good contact if you won’t even associate with the press?

[Hub looks at Jim in a disgusted way, but sighs and nods. Not really interested in getting better terms with his contract but wanting to improve his notoriety with the public.]

Hub: Fine Bar. But you arrange the interview and I’ll be there. When do you think you’ll have it? Next week.

[Even as Hub agreed to the deal he started past the greasy looking man in a forest green suit. The flight to Australia and the little rest he got in the funky motel he had been given wasn’t enough to give him his usual patience for the oily huckster, but he was a good agent so he would keep his word]

Jim: Actually Hub....

[As Hub opened his dressing room door he was confronted by a flurry of flash bulbs and questions.]

Reporter #1: Tell me Hub, do you really hate America?

Reporter #2: How do you respond to the rumours of your links to terrorist associations.

Reporter #3: Is it true that you burned a flag when you were in college?

[Raising his hand to defend from the flurry of bulbs blinding him he tried to blink the after image of the light from his eyes.]

Jim: Ladies and Gentlemen one at a time please. Hub will be happy to reply to all of these unfounded and most untrue allegations.

Hub: YOU’RE DAMNED RIGHT I’M GOING TO REPLY TO THEM! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY DRESSING ROOM!!!

[Jim hissed and whispered into Hub’s ear]

Jim: If you don’t deny these rumours then it’s only going to look worse for you then if you had admitted to them.

[Hub’s face darkened even deeper then his usual mocha brown and his eyes seemed to grow in intensity. The rage was impossible to hide. When he spoke again it was low and for Jim’s ears alone]

Hub: Get them out of here now! If they are still in my dressing room when I come back well as you know you’ll have more then just me to contend with. Secret meetings and plans are just that...SECRET!

[The last word was still too low of a volume for any one else to here but it was pitched in a way that Jim would not miss the urgency or importance of it. Hub turned around and stepped out hoping that there would be a quiet place in the SFT staff room where he might be able to relax a bit before he had to face Freedom in the match which he hoped would win him some redemption at least.]

Jim: Ok folks, you lost your interview. If you contact me nicely we might be able to arrange another appointment.....

[The words trailed off as Hub wondered down the hall a little further down. All he really wanted was some rest and relaxation before he met with his new friends, some how though he doubted it was going to happen.]

Match Number Two
Knife vs. Drogden
Non Title Match

JC: Welcome back everyone and our next match is a non-title.

RW: Are you serious? Who the hell makes these matches? I don’t want to see this.

JC: But you have two, fine then I’ll make my money and you can just sit there and pout.

RW: Fine I will, let’s get this started.

[The lights dim down as Demise of Sanity by The Black Label Society begins to play and out comes Knife who makes his way to the ring, he climbs the ropes and heads to the far turnbuckle where he climbs and puts one arm in the air.

The light continue to stay dim and Another Brick in the Wall by Pink Floyd plays and out comes the US Champion Drogden he rushes to the ring where Knife meets him and begins to lay the boots to him just as Drogden slides under the last rope.

Knife picks up Drogden and throws him into the turnbuckle, he then takes a running start towards him but Drogden quickly moves out of the way and trips Knife into the bottom turnbuckle.]

JC: Quick thinking there wouldn’t you agree.

[RW keeps silent.]

JC: You got to be kidding me.

[Back to the action in the ring Drogden picks up Knife and gives him a russian leg sweep, he then goes over to the top of Knife and begins to choke him, the ref then gets in the way and tells Drogden enough, Drogden then picks up Knife, but Knife gives him a few elbows into the mid section loosening the hold Drogden has on him, he then bounces off the ropes and gives a bent over Drogden a knee right under the chin.]

JC: I think I just saw teeth coming out of Drogden’s mouth.

RW: ......

JC: You piece of ....

[Knife then picks up Drogden and throws hm over the top rope on to the mat outside, the ref begins to counts, Knife goes outside and grabs Drogden by the arm begins to whip him around but Drogden counters and throws Knife into the metal stairs. He then grabs Knife and throws his head off the announces table.]

JC: Just a bit close for comfort!

[The ref is at the count of six when Drodgen put Knife back into the ring and then himself, Knife is on all fours when Drodgen comes over to grab him, but Knife grabs him by the leg and rolls him up into a small package pin, the ref goes to the opposite side and begins to count, but as he is counting he doesn’t see Knife pulling the end of Drogden’s pants.]

1. 2. 3. Ding Ding

Winner: Knife

JC: Are you kidding me, he clearly cheated.

RW: Well boo hoo it wasn’t title who cares he still gets to keep it.

JC: Now ladies and Gents will allow some rookie commentators to do the main event, lets see what they can do. 2 new guys take their places.

Match Number Three
Hub vs. Colonel Freedom
Standard Match

Jack Ree : Wow that was a great match. I can’t wait to see the main event.

Louis Carvanelie: Yea me too. I agree with HUB Captain Kangaroo is a joke. Look at the last couple of matches he has fought. He has either lost or got lucky enough to get a draw.

Jack Ree: What do you mean. Yes he has lost a couple of matches. But there where against some of the best the SFT has to offer.

(The entrance ramp clouds with smoke and "Bodies" by Drowning Pool hits over the sound system as Hub makes his way down the entrance ramp calmly to a small pop from the crowd.)

Louis Carvanelie: There as you see Hub is ready in the ring to destroy the American Puppet.

Jack Ree: What do you mean bye that.

Louis Carvanelie: What I said he is America’s little play toy.

Jack Ree: He is a American war hero, and is try to show what he has in the SFT to offer.

(“real American starts to play." The arena goes black. Than over the ring it lights up in the ring from the lights you see the US flag. than fire works goes off at the entrance area, as Colonel Freedom comes out right his custom made Harley. with the US flag painted over the bike. Than he drives it down to the ring, as he is riding down the ramp to the ring small fire works are going off aside him. He parks his bike and climbs into the ring and go to the comer and climbs it as the crowd starts to chant)

Jack Ree: We are seconds from these two superstars squaring off.

Louis Carvanelie: you mean from Hub layth the smack down on Captain Kangaroo.

( The bell rings as both men head into the center of the ring and lock up. Hub and Freedom struggle back and forth, and Hub gets Freedom into a head lock. Hub begins to apply pressure on it, as Colonel Freedom starts to yell. Freedom manages to shove hub to the ropes, as Hub comes back and with forearm to Colonel Freedom head. Freedom Drops straight down to the ground. Hub looks at the crowd and starts to laugh. As he points to his forearm.)

Jack Ree: That isn’t far he has a steel Plate in his fore arm. He should be DQ for that.

Louis Carvanelie: No way it’s genius. See Freedom is no match for the Great Hub.

(Freedom is slow of getting up. The Referee ask him if he is able to continue. Hub walks over to Freedom and picks him up bye his hair, and executes a snap Suplex on Colonel Freedom. Than hub gets up and begins to kick Freedom over and over. Freedom ends up laying in the corner of the ropes.)

Jack Ree: After taking that forearm shot Colonel Freedom seems out of it. I wonder if he has a concussion.

( Hub backs up and sees Freedom is kinda out of it. He heads to the other corner and takes a running start and does a diving drop kick to Freedom face. Freedom smashes the back of his head on the ring post.)

Louis Carvanelie: Man that was great. This is some great action tonight.

Jack Ree: This is a slaughter. And Hub is using ever cheap tactic in the book in this match.

(The Refree comes and checks on Colonel Freedom again. Hub walks towards the crowd waving his arms. Freedom gets up from the corner, and blood starts to come from the back of his head. While Hub back is to Colonel Freedom. Freedom ruches over to hub and delivers a Side walk Slam. Both men are laying on the ground.)

Jack Ree: Man Freedom with a desperate sidewalk slam on hub to try to stay alive.

Louis Carvanelie: Yea what ever. Look Freedom isn’t even moving as Hub is starting to get back to his feet already.

(The crowd starts to chant)



*USA USA USA USA USA USA* Jack Ree: See Louis the crowd is starting to get behind Freedom.

Louis Carvanelie: Bah there just a bunch of little robots. They will do what ever they are told.

(Hub Picks up Freedom and Irish wipes him into the ropes, and knees Freedom in the gut. Freedom falls to the mat and mangers to roll out of the ring to the ground. Blood is all over the mat from where Freedom was rolling around. Hub Flips over the ropes and kicks Freedom a few more times on the ground. Hub Feels some spit on the back of his neck. He turns around and sees one of the fans that is yelling at him to stop doing that. Hub walks over to him slaps him right in the face, and laughs at him. He goes back to Freedom and Wipes him into the Steel Steps. The top step falls off. Hub Picks Freedom up bye his head. And starts to smash his head against the steps. The Crowd starts to chant.)

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

(Hub goes back into the ring to break the refrees count. And comes back out side. Freedom is busted open in front of his head know too. Blood is pouring down from the cuts on the front and back of his head. His white shirt is almost red know. Hub picks him up and throws him against the security rail, Than Hub starts to chop him across his chest, and slaps him I the face. Hub how do you like that know Little Captain kangaroo. It’s your fault why I lost in the Leathal Lottery. I should be on my way to the championship to fight dean. So I will just have to take it out on you. Hub picks up the bloody Colonel Freedom. As Hub begins to try to put Freedom into the Ring Freedom does Jaw breaker on Hub. Both men are on the ground.)

Jack Ree: Nice move for Freedom, Maybe that is what he needed to do to get back into this match.

Louis Carvanelie: It’s going to take a lot more than that. Look at him Hub is owning him

(Freedom climbs back into the ring. Trying to wipe the blood out of his eyes with his hands. He gets to his Feet, as hub gets back into the Ring. Freedom is standing in the middle of the Ring. As hub runs at him again with his forearm again. Freedom ducks, and As Hub goes past Freedom. He grabs him and puts on rear headlock, and turns his body, and bends over while holding onto hub head.)

Jack Ree; Freedom is going for the Freedom Stretch this may be it.

(Freedom has him laying over his back and uses his other arm to grab Hub’s legs to lock on the Freedom Stretch. Hub is Scream in pain. Blood is just dripping from Freedom head front and back. Hub Is scream in pain. AS Freedom keeps the Freedom Stretch on him.)

Jack Ree: I think is might be it. I don’t know if Hub can hold out.

(Hub is waving his arm around and punches Freedom in the head. Freedom Drops hub, and falls on his back.)

Louis Carvanelie: man Think he knock out Freedom with that punch.

Jack Ree: Freedom needs medical attention.

(Hub Picks up Freedom and executes the BODY BAG. Hub goes for the pin. The referee starts to count 1.…2.…3... The referee holds up hub arm)

Winner: Hub

Titans Closing

Hub tired and worn out celebrates just as the LGP music hits and the whole group comes outs.

Louis: Uh oh, here comes trouble with a capital T.

We see Seth Dryden, Agent Orange, Riley Thorne, and Burton Edwards come out to give Hub congradulations. Hub shakes their hands smiling.

We see Riley nod to Hub, and Hub sucker punches Seth, now all of LGP start beating down Seth Dryden.

Louis: I think LGP just got rid of one Member and got a new one.

And Titans ends with LGP standing over the fallen Seth celbrating.






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