Eighth Match

[Allura Desmonds]

Eighth Match
BAMF Championship Match
Christmas Ornament Death Match
Tyler Cross vs Angel

Match Description: The competitors will dip their hands in glue and then broken Christmas Ornaments
Rp Limit: 2 Per Person
Deadline: 12/26/18 at 11:59pm eastern time
Grace Period: 12/28/18 at 11:59pm eastern time
Good Luck

[Angel (Keith Power)]

The camera pans in on Angel who is without his brother Kevin Power as Angel has arrived in Las Vegas, Nevada alone because his brother only cares about himself so Angel left him and flew out to Sin City without his brother's shadow watching over him.

Angel: Tyler Cross, you my friend are coming into this match with all the momentum in the world as the reigning and defending NCW BAMF Champion but all that's going to be you're undoing because I'm going to wrestle that championship away from you tonight.

Angel grabs his suitcase off if the carousel before heading over to the designated area where he goes to pick up his rental car for the week while he's here in Las Vegas. Angel has picked out a 2018 Ford Mustang as his ride of choice. He had to pay a upcharge fee of $50 but he wasn't too worried about it.

Angel: I hope the fact that smashed Christmas ornaments being stuck to ours hands by crazy glue doesn't make you squeamish otherwise I'm walking out of Christmas Mourning as the new champion but I know that you like to play mind games with your opponent leading up to the match so I'm going into this match not expecting anything from you per say but at the same time expect everything and anything from you. NCW has spared no expense in any of their matches for tonight's pay per view card so I'm going to expect a lot of ornaments being all around the ring for us to smash and break to give us the better chance of winning this match.

Angel gets the keys to his car by the rental car salesperson. Angel then tips the man and pulls out like a bat out of hell from the airport parking lot and heads in the direction of the arena.

Angel: I want to see if you can't actually back up what you're saying with the action in the ring because many wrestlers in the past have spouted off their mouths to other wrestlers but then they could never measure up to the big game that they spit.

Angel heads to the nearby hotel and gets a room for a couple of days while he's in town for the pay per view Christmas Mourning. Angel enters his hotel room and quickly puts away his clothes in the supplied wardrobe and closets. He throws the suitcase near the bed on the floor so it's out of the way, Angel hangs his wrestling gear for tonight on one of the locker doors before taking a shower.

Hours later Angel is now getting up from a deep sleep that he needed to refresh his batteries. He orders room services and gets a big bowl of Calamari and an order of lobster and steak, both done to Angel's likeness.

Angel: Travis I mean Tyler in a few short moments, your life is going to change forever when I defeat you and bring back prestige to the NCW BAMF Championship.

Angel changes into his wrestling gear before heading to the arena for his match against Tyler Cross as the scene fades to black.

[Allura Desmonds]

Posted for Tyler Cross

[The world was shrouded in darkness, just like the soul of our protagonist, Tyler Cross. He had become consumed by the darkness ever since his sister was killed unmercifully at the hands, and noose, of The Hangman. Even though his heart was dark, there was still light. He still appreciated the fans, and gave his all in every match he wrestled. He had become the BAMF Champion and had held that title for over six months. He wasn’t prepared to let it go so easily, so forthrightly, so cheaply.]



{I can’t win one night and lose the next. I can’t… I have to beat Angel and anyone else who steps in my path. This is my destiny. This is my BAMF Championship.}

[Eventually, Tyler stops walking forward. He has moved past the dawning crowds, and reaches an area of solitude. The dim hum of the streetlights can just about be heard with them and the stars above illuminating the area. The sound of the howling wind blows eerily through the streets of Nevada. Tyler turns to the camera to address his current opponent, Angel.]

“Angel, you said I have all the momentum going into this match, and that, my friend, is true. I have held this championship for almost two hundred days and am currently the longest reigning champion in Neo Championship Wrestling. I beat Eric Herrera for this title, and retired him. I successfully defended this title against Fathi, and retired him too. I have become the man who ends streaks, ends careers and ends hope. All those things will end for you when we meet. You will lose at my hands. My body will ravage yours and will take all that you hold dear. You worry about your brother, yet, you have far more than him to worry about. I will end you and your sorry upstart of a career. Why you’ve been granted a shot at my title is beyond me but I don’t needlessly worry about why the powers that be put idle fools in my path. I simply worry about taking each opportunity to defend my championship; I concern myself, and pride myself, in being the best champion in this company, in this business.”



“I’ve grown fond of the night, the darkness is somehow comforting. I don’t sleep too much and know that you won’t put me to sleep unless it is through boredom with fickle insults such as calling me Travis. I could call you Angle or Broken but I choose not to. Every word I utter has meaning, every syllable spoken with intent. The words you hear me speak are the truth. You will not defeat me, you will not defeat my legacy and you will certainly not be taking my championship. I have come too far, been in this business too long to let someone like you end my reign. I am going to defend this championship until I vacate it and move on to the Pinnacle Championship whether the champion be Killian Gavin, Gunnar Granderson or Ambros Nocturne. Speaking of Gunnar Granderson, we have faced before on more than one occasion and I, more often than not, have been the one standing tall with my hand raised in victory. So to see him in the Main Event irks me, just like you irk me Angel.”

[The rain begins to fall at a heavier, more intense pace and Tyler brings the extremities of his trench coat closer to shield himself from the rain’s intentions. The howling wind makes this a little difficult yet he perseveres. The tall high-rise buildings are all in complete darkness and the streets are still barren. Tyler moves forward and leans against a nearby wall that comes to a little above waist-height.]

“Angel, you may come in as Angel but you will leave a fallen angel, you will leave a broken, battered, bruised and sore excuse for a wrestler. You will leave on a stretcher. Our hands will be covered in Christmas ornaments and we will both shed skin and blood. We will both be put through the most extreme of tests but it is a test I will pass with flying colours and you will fail. You will find yourself waking in a hospital bed eating food through a straw. I will leave you decimated. I will make sure you will become your primary concern and not your brother. This I guarantee. You have come up against an immovable object, a stubborn and awkward son-of-a-bitch who cares neither for his safety nor that of his opponents. You are facing an uphill task from the outset and you will fall and fail. I have come too far in this business and with this championship to lose to you, Angel. I am a demon and your worst nightmare. I am coming for you Angel and there isn’t a god or choir of angels that can save you!”

[With that said, Tyler turns from the camera and moves off into the distance.]

[Fade]