[CRITIQUE] XWA Massacre: Mad Dog vs. Lance Jackson vs. The Lynx

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[CRITIQUE] XWA Massacre: Mad Dog vs. Lance Jackson vs. The Lynx

Postby Michael Swift » Wed Apr 11, 2018 10:52 am

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Mad Dog vs. Lance Jackson vs. The Lynx

Here comes the Mad Dog! That is right, XWA legend returns to the XWA ring once again, this time finding himself facing new blood in Lance Jackson, and a monster in The Lynx. Will The Architect Of Destruction lay waste to the Hall of Famer? Or will Lance pull off a victory against two men twice his size? Only one way to find out!

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Re: XWA Massacre: Mad Dog vs. Lance Jackson vs. The Lynx

Postby Wulfspire » Fri Apr 20, 2018 2:48 am

The camera fades from black as XWA Massacre returns from commercial. Its wide from the top of the arena before sliding down to ringside, swooping past screaming fans. The next match has been anticipated since the card was revealed and the crowd just can’t wait to get started.

Tempest
Welcome back to Massacre, ladies and gentlemen! Do we have a match for you next!

Mark Sanction
That’s right, Tempest. A Triple Threat match staring none other than XWA legend Mad Dog! His two opponents are mountains in comparison to our legend though, so he’ll have quite the fight ahead of him.

Hana Ramierez
The following triple threat match has been scheduled for one fall!


”ONE FALL!”

The Arena goes pitch black, all the monitors also go dark, and the only sound heard is that of a human heart beating. We hear this for a few seconds, then you start to hear the sound of a heart monitor accompany that heart beat. This goes on for a few more seconds, then you hear the unmistakable sound of a flat line from the heart monitor, You no longer hear the human heart beat with the flat line, but instead you hear a drummer as he starts to beat his drums in the rhythm of the beating heart to accompany the flat line sound. A loud explosion is heard, and the stage explodes into a wall of fire & assorted pyro & smoke. Standing in the entrance way, we see the outline of a man behind the pyro and smoke. The Band starts to play, and the music they perform is “13” (The Theme song of Tazz from the WWE), as the fire starts to go down enough, and the smoke starts to clear and we see for the 1st time that the man standing behind all of the smoke & flames is none other than Lucifer “The MadDog” McMahon! The crowd in the arena pops, and starts to chant MadDog, over and over again as The MadDog starts to power walk down the ramp from the stage to the ring. Upon getting to the end of the ramp, MadDog will reach up and grab the top rope, and step up with one leg to the ring apron, then swing his other leg over the top rope to enter the ring. MadDog will then proceed to one of the corners of the ring, and climb the ropes and raise his hands over his head in the form of an “X” to acknowledge the crowd. MadDog will repeat this process in all “4” Corners of the ring, and then go towards the center of the ring and one last time raise his hands above his head in the X” before swinging them down in a crotch chop (ALA:DX), as all (4) corners of the ring erupt with flames (ALA: Kane). MadDog will then remove his chainmail head piece & sunglasses and hand them both to the referee.

Hana Ramierez
Our first superstar, from Victory Auto Wreckers in Bensenville, Illinois, Lucifer “The MadDog” McMaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahon!


The crowd erupts at the entrance of the legend of XWA past. Hands reach out to him as he passes and the crowd continues to chant his name long past the Lynx’s entrance beginning.


The lights go out completely. The sudden guitar riffs of Repentless by Slayer sound throughout the Battlezone. Four separate 'priests' come out with three foot sticks having a jack o'lantern hanging on the top, all four lit with candles. Fog permeates the area and enshrouds the Battlezone. Out comes the dominate force "The Lynx". He flips the orange and black cloak back and raises an arm up in the air. He marches his way down the ramp with the crowd hissing at him. The Lynx walks up the steel steps and steps over the ropes. He drops down to his knees in the middle of the ring, arms outstretched and looks downward like he was peering down into the abyss. He drives both fists into the mat and fire shoots out of the ring posts. He then stands up, ready to waste away any opponent coming down that should get in his way.

The Lynx does not waste time waiting on the third and final opponent for the match to enter and immediately charges MadDog. The riffs from Repentless have not even finished after he pounds the mat before MadDog finds himself backed into a corner of the ring and the massive monster of the Lynx brutally driving fist after fist into body, face, and even low blows. MadDog does his best to put up a defense but between the enormity of the Lynx and the surprise attack, MadDog is quickly losing this fight.


Mark Sanction
Holy hell…


Tempest
More like unholy…


Mark Sanction
You’re right, Tempest. Look at the ref, he’s confused as to what to do, as he can’t start the match officially until Jackson has…


Tempest
And there he comes!



Not even waiting for his entrance music and typical fanfare, Lance bursts from backstage and dashes to the ring. His speed is uncanny for a man his size, and it takes only a couple of seconds for him to cross the entrance ramp and slide into the ring, even passing a few of Lynx’s ‘priests’ on the way in. The White Knight stands up and slaps his chest twice, the sound ringing out over the crowd and the brutality of the Lynx’s wrath on MadDog. You see Lance mouth something and the Lynx stops his attack, head snapping up even though he faces away from Jackson and slowly turns toward him, the menacing Nightmare Incarnate now facing the White Knight.


Tempest
Did…did he just call the Lynx a jackass?



The Lynx sees his second opponent and powers at him, going for a quick Death By Design on Lance. The monster that is the Lynx is not the fastest athlete in the XWA, but the very momentum he carries when he collides with an opponent is enough to disable some, and injure others. Lance was ready though, and at the very last moment he uses his superior speed to bring his foot high and introduces the Lynx’s face to The Big Boot. The moster falls to the mat, and Lance motions to the referee, Tom Tickles, and then towards the bell. The referee motions at the ring bell and with a sharp ding, the match begins in earnest.


Mark Sanction
By God, that is a hell of a start to this match.


Tempest
Lance is certainly living up to that White Knight nickname, came to the rescue of Jake Rodgers last week and now saved his own opponent, MadDog, from merciless execution from the Lynx!


Mark Sanction
I just hope he can save himself, as the MadDog is not likely to roll over!


Tempest
Really?....


The Lynx does not stay down long, however, and just after the bell is wrung is back on his feet, circling a wary Jackson. Two inches separated the men in height, and less than twenty pounds, they were very evenly matched as far as size. Lynx had Jackson in experience, but Lance was faster, and some would say more disciplined. This match up was going to be tough.

The Lynx struck first.

He rushed at Lance, using his experience to faint a tackle into a dropkick and Lance fell for it. The massive boot of the Lynx collided with Lance’s face and dropped him to the mat. The Architect of Destruction wasted no time in dropping on top of Lance’s back and bringing him up into a Lynx Lock.


Mark Sanction
Lynx is trying to end this quickly!


Tempest
I have a bit more faith in Jackson than to think he’d give up this early.



The crowd was chanting, over and over they chanted. It was not the Lynx’s name they cried, and nor was it Lance’s. The cry heard over and over grew ever louder as the Lynx put on the pressure. “MAD DOG! MAD DOG!”

The lower jaw of Lance was swallowed up by the huge arm of the Lynx but from the narrowed eyes and furrowed brow, it was obvious that it was more frustration than pain on Lance’s face. He was getting irritated that he was stuck in this hold, as normally the White Knight would power out of something like this. Unfortunately for Lance, no normal athlete had him locked in the Dragon Sleeper. This was Nightmare Incarnate, this was The Lynx, and brute force was not going to see Lance escape from this one.

“MAD!”

The Lynx flex his arm, putting more and more pressure on Lance’s neck, his body bending awkwardly backwards.

“DOG!”

At last, the Lynx understood why they were chanting the name of the man he had been pummeling into the turnbuckle earlier. Lucifer was now on his feet and had been watching his opponents short exchange and had finally decided to make his move.

Leaping over the sitting Lynx, he grabbed the orange masked face on either side and shot it into the mat face first in an over head sitting facebuster. The collision of the Lynx’s face and the mat was quite audible, and his surprised bark of pain elicited a roar from the crowd as they cheered their legend’s comeback.

MadDog stood back up from his move and all but ignored Jackson, content to leave the White Knight alone since he was rolling out of the ring. The Lynx shook his head from the surprise attack and rose to his feet, now towering almost a foot over his opponent. The two then locked up.


Tempest
Incredible, Sanction! They’ve locked up and MadDog is holding his own against the Nightmare Incarnate!


Mark Sanction
It is amazing, Tempest. Despite the foot of height difference, the MadDog is standing firm!



The standoff did not last long. Maddog rushed around the Lynx and grappled him from behind, and to gasps in the crowd, lifted the Lynx overhead into a German Suplex that shook the mat and rattled the ropes on the turnbuckles. He stood and did it again, and then a third time before releasing. The throws took enough out of MadDog to nearly keep him from collapsing on the stunned Lynx for the pin.

ONE





TWO




THR…

KICKOUT!

The Lynx managed to get a shoulder up and MadDog rolled off him and pulled himself up on the ropes. The Lynx shot up like a man raised from the dead and turned that baleful gaze towards the standing MadDog. The Nightmare Incarnate slowly rose to his feet himself, taking his time and measuring his opponent. MadDog had turned out to be more trouble than the Lynx had anticipated.

The Lynx grabbed MadDog by the collar and spun him around and once more began the beating he had started the match with. Lefts, rights, a return knee from MadDog shrugged off by the massive Lynx, the pummeling continued and pushed MadDog into the corner. The Lynx stood over the man and grew that advantage by climbing the bottom rope and slamming fist after fist into the MadDog.

Tempest
This is just getting tough to watch…


Mark Sanction
MadDog has more fight in him, you just watch!



The Lynx grew bored with the lefts and rights and proceeded to irish whip the MadDog into the opposite corner. MadDog slammed into the turnbuckle and bounced off a couple feet before managing to gather a bit of composure and find some rest in the arms of the ropes. The Lynx was faced away, looking at the crowd, nearly taunting them as they booed at his brutality. He soaked it in, almost with pride.

The crowd let out a cheer when moments later MadDog exploded out of the corner and rushed Lynx as he came down to face the legend once more. The shouts of victory were short lived, though as the Lynx lifted a shocked MadDog into the air and slammed him onto his back in a famed Eternal Rest. The Nightmare Incarnate wasted no time in covering his opponent, lifting a leg high into the air.

Tim Tickles dove down and began the count:

ONE!





TWO!





THR…


Mark Sanction
The White Knight returns dragging the Lynx out of the ring and from on top of MadDog!


Tempest
Like I said, Mark, the White Knight is certainly earning his moniker lately! Taking the Lynx outside the ring, though, I could not consider that smart.


The Lynx accentuated the point by slamming Lance’s face into the apron, eyes wide with fury. The final slam itself was accentuated by a stream of red erupting from just above Lance’s eyebrow. The Lynx was attempting to slam Lance’s face once again but was able to stop himself from hitting the apron with his hands. Jackson then brought a palm up into the Lynx’s nose to prevent him from pushing his momentum. The White Knight then wrapped up Lynx’s arms behind his own back and proceeded to slam his forehead into the Lynx’s face, over and over in a trapped headbutt.

MadDog had regained his footing and seeing the Lynx occupied proceeded to the outside as well, and the frustrated ref began the ten count. MadDog headed straight for the announcer’s table and began stripping it of its cover and monitors.


Mark Sanction
The hell are you doing, MadDog?!


Tempest
Ah..Jesus…come on, MadDog…


Lance whipped the Lynx towards the surrounding guard rails keeping the crowd from getting further into ring side, the enormous athlete turning just in time to take the hit on the back instead of the face, falling to his ass. Lance hunched over and raised a hand high, fingers splayed.

Tempest
Look! Lance is going for the Vanguard Charge!


Mark Sanction
On the outside! Is the man insane?!


The Lynx slowly got to his feet, wobbly from the headbutts and smashing into the guard railings. Blood covered the Lynx’s mask, Lance’s blood. As soon as the Nightmare Incarnate was on his feet, Lance let out a might roar, closed his fist and took off a flat sprint.

There were three cracks heard when Lance collided with the Lynx. The first was Lance’s shoulder driving deep into the Lynx’s midsection. The second was the Lynx’s head smacking back from the whiplash into the guard rail behind him. And the third was Lance’s own head driving a dent into that same guard rail below. Both men collapsed.

The ref let out a shout of “FIVE!”


Tempest
In his rush to down the Lynx, I think Lance might have just downed himself!


Mark Sanction
The poor boy has lost his damn mind!


Tempest
If he has any left, its definitely scrambled now!



The insanity was just beginning. MadDog moved over to both his downed opponents and stopped to think. He looked between both of them before finally leaning over and grabbing the Lynx by the head and dragging him over to the emptied announcer’s table. A couple of elbows to the face ensured that the Lynx was going to remained stunned long enough to MadDog to finish what he was planning. He slid into the ring breaking the ref’s count and forcing him to restart as he climbed the turnbuckle nearest the announcer’s table holding up the stunned Lynx.

Mark Sanction
He can’t be about to do what I think he is…


Tempest
Looks like the Lynx is about to get very familiar with THE BONE DROP!


And MadDog dove into the air. A man his size jumping that far was quite the sight. The crowd were on their feet, screaming in horror and elation, as the six-two, three-hundred twenty-five pounder jumped from the top turnbuckle to the announcer’s table and drove his elbow through the Lynx and the table collapsed under both of them. MadDog was still moving, but clutched at his elbow, as he rolled away from the Lynx, who remained motionless.

Mark Sanction
And, that right there folks, is why you watch the XWA! By god…which of these three men are going to be able to take their opponent down before they take kill themselves?!


Tempest
Great question, Mark. It seems all three of them are so intent on beating the other two they have given up all sense of self-preservation. I’ve been there a time or two myself…


MadDog finally got to his feet and grasped at his elbow, obviously hurt from the incredible feat of acrobatics he had just performed on the Lynx he looked around trying to find his other opponent, and to his chagrin, he found Lance standing in the ring. The White Knight’s face was a curtain of red from where he had been busted open, and he stood there and motioned for MadDog to join him.

MadDog started to and then became apprehensive, thinking this was some kind of trick. Lance once again motioned him in and instead MadDog began circling the ring. Lance rapidly shook his head, clearing some blood from his eyes before sighing and finding a turnbuckle. He hopped up and took a seat, giving up his advantage to MadDog when he would re-enter the ring.

This drew MadDog into the ring and Lance hopped down. As had become customary for Lance when he would face an opponent, at least one he seemed to respect, Lance held his hand out to MadDog. Again, MadDog was suspicious, narrowing his eyes glancing between Lance’s own gaze and his offered hand. Finally, he took it and the two shook.


Tempest
I’m still not sure about this whole chivalry thing, Mark, but seeing two solid athletes take each other on in the ring with respect is admirable.


Mark Sanction
True, Tempest. I think Lance has shown a lot of courage and admirable behavior since his debut here on Massacre.


It was now time for Lance and MadDog to lock up, and they grappled each other tightly. Their muscles straining against the other. MadDog did not get the upperhand this time, Lance turning him into a headlock. MadDog was able to push Lance off and the White Knight took off in a run, bouncing off the top rope and seemed to be planning his own Clothesline from Hell, but the legend’s experience beat him to the punch and Lance was brought down swiftly by The Long Leash of MadDog. The stocky Lucifer wasted no time and grabbed Lance’s legs and immediately went for The Bone Breaker.

Mark Sanction
This is it! The MadDog’s return is punctuated by a victory!


Tempest
The young Jackson has shown nothing if not a hell of a lot of tenacity!


Lance growled in pain as MadDog held him down pulling his crossed legs up and over his back. His face went from growl to wince in just a few moments as MadDog continued to put the pressure on and Lance found himself nowhere near the ropes and unable to move. He pushed himself up to ease some of the pressure, but it seemed far too much.

Tom Tickles leaned over and asked Lance if he wanted to submit.

“No,” he mouthed.

A few moments later, the pressure continuing to mount.

“No, dammit,” he could be seen saying from the camera.

Finally, while still pressed up, Lance closed his eyes. Still holding himself up, the ref could tell he had not passed out, but still his eyes remained tightly closed.


Mark Sanction
He is going to have to tap soon or risk injury to his legs!


Tempest
Come on, Jackson, be smart here, fight another day!


Nearly a minute passed with Tickles checking in on Lance, and the White Knight lightly shaking his head no. Blood and sweat poured down his face, giving him a mask not dissimilar to the Lynx who was still struggling to regain his composure on the outside. Then, finally, Lance’s eyes snapped open, he stared into the distance almost, and gave out a roar that shocked a few fans on the front row. With that bellow he thrust his legs forward and threw MadDog off and over.

Lance stood, and seemed to take position for a Vanguard Charge but his knees were still weak from the hold and he aborted. MadDog sensed the weakness and came at him. Lance seemed to draw once more from the well of energy within and countered the rush of MadDog and lifted him above his head. Somehow, Lance still found the strength to military press MadDog over his head and then drop him.

He turned quickly and rushed to MadDog’s legs, wrapping the left around and put him into his own version of the sharpshooter: the Walls of Camelot. His superior height let him lift MadDog nearly to his chin while he was on the ground and still maintain pressure on the legs. The ropes were no where in reach, and MadDog was not going to be moving Lance from this position.


Tempest
This is amazing…


Mark Sanction
BY GOD! We are about to see Lance Jackson defeat MadDog with his own version of his finisher!


To his credit, MadDog held on nearly a minute himself before the pressure became too much and his left hand shot out, tapping his surrender. Tickles smacked Jackson on the shoulder a couple of times before Lance released the hold, he seemed to have been in a trance where holding MadDog down was the only thing he could think about. He released quickly once alerted though. Unbeknownst to MadDog, if he had held on another ten seconds, the Lynx was ready to pounce on Jackson from the outside. Instead, the defeated Nightmare Incarnate stumbled his way up the ramp and backstage.

Lance collapsed next to MadDog, but still offered a hand to help his opponent to sit up. MadDog took it and they were able to exchange a couple of words of respect before MadDog rolled out of the ring and left Lance alone with the referee. Lance stood, a bit unsteady but able to be on his feet again, and Tickles raised his arm in victory.


Hana Ramierez
And your winner! Lance Jaaaaaackson!


Brotherhood by Flatfoot 56 begins to rumble across the PA as Lance heads to the turnbuckles to throw his hands up in victory for the crowd. They roar their approval, the camera focusing a few signs with a picture of the white knight from chess, another with “I’ll be your Guinevere”, and several with the Texas A&M longhorns on it.

Mark Sanction
Our rookie has come into his hardest match yet against two veteran wrestlers and walked out victorious!


Tempest
I’m not sure I would have believed it if you had told me how this match was going to end earlier today, but Jackson somehow pulled through. Lancelot, though bloodied, is really starting to make his mark here in the XWA.


Mark Sanction
Stay with us folks, we have some great action yet to come tonight!
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Re: XWA Massacre: Mad Dog vs. Lance Jackson vs. The Lynx

Postby Michael Swift » Sun Apr 22, 2018 7:00 pm

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