Revolution Results: September 26th, 2013

Christa Adina The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Triple Threat Match!


The Hard Sell by Coheed and Cambria starts to play. As the guitar riffs and drums kick in, Mak Cross walks out from the curtain and looks at the crowd with a slight grin. He walks down the walkway, mostly ignoring the reaction, sticking his hand out lazily accepting a few high-fives. He slides into the ring and rolls towards the turnbuckle. He climbs to the middle rope and looks out into the crowd, before jumping down to wait for his opponent.


Christa Adina: Introducing first, Mak Cross!


Alecia Matthews: One thing that is true for all of these men tonight is that they have something to prove tonight. That's true especially for Mak Cross, who has been on a rather large losing streak.


Samael Ahriman: When was the last time he won something?


The lights in the arena unexpectedly shut off. The fans all gasp in anticipation as words fly across the tron. “Goodnight”, “Sleep Tight”, “Don’t let me bite”. The fans cheer at the sight of the words as the tension in the arena builds. The tron goes dark once again as the image of a busy city emerges in the place of darkness. The fans’ chanting is replaced by music emerging over the in-house sound system.

“'Cause sometimes you just feel tired,
Feel weak, and when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up.
But you gotta search within you; you gotta find that inner strength
And just pull that crap out of you and get that motivation to not give up
And not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.”

The music starts getting louder and louder until we Shazam it to figure out that it is indeed “Till I Collapse” by Eminem. The lights get brighter as the fans stare at the stage in anticipation. The lights in the arena start flashing to the beat of the music as a buzzed haired man emerges from backstage! Dave Demento throws his arms up to the roar of the crowd. The fans wildly cheer their new unlikely hero. Demento slowly makes his way to the ring as the commentators are still in awe at the entrance. Demento does a round of highfives with the fans who are sitting ringside before sliding his way into the ring. Dave takes off his sweater before launching it in the face of his opponent, obviously taunting him. Dave walks back into his corner, feeding off the crowd, to await the start of his match.


Christa Adina: Next, Dave Demento!


Alecia Matthews: Since breaking off his tag team with Randel Benjamin, Demento has been impressive. However, he hasn't been able to convert that impressiveness into victories. Tonight, he looks to change that.


The crowd is tense within the Arena. The card has been great so far, but now the crowd can visibly be seen tensing, as the lights dim once more and the PA system crackling into life with the sounds of 'Bittersweet Symphony' by The Verve. The music is classy and brilliant, but when the voice finally kicks in, its not the expected voice but instead the harsh voice of Mike Shinoba.

3...2...1...Let's Go! This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill Fifteen percent concentrated power of will Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain! AND A HUNDRED PERCENT REASON TO REMEMBER THE NAME!

And as the 'Remember The Name/Bittersweet Symphony' mix kicks in to high gear, a single golden light illuminates the stage, revealing the back of Ace Andrews in a glittering robe. Ace stands there just for a moment, basking in the hatred from the crowd, before throwing his hands up high with the Ace of Spades handsign, causing a long row of pyro to explode on both sides of the stage. Now the Billionaire Brawler starts to pace down the ramp, smirking the entire way and keeping himself as far away from the fans as possible, while inside the ring Christa Adina steps forward and raises her mike.

Christa Adina: Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada. He stands in at 6 feet 2 inches tall. He is The Platinum Made Playboy, ACE ANNNNNNDREWS!!!!


Samael Ahriman: Wow, Christa put a lot more effort into that than the other two. I'm sensing a crush. Or maybe, Andrews's default entrance is a lot more complicated.


Ace now climbs the ring steps, and paces across the apron, looking out at the crowd with a sneer. Ace then steps between the middle and top ropes. Ace steps to the center of the ring, once more looking up at the rafters and raising his hands high with a smirk. After a brief few moments pause, Ace steps away from the center of the ring, undoes and then slips off his robe, and hands it to a roadie on the outside. Now he is ready to wage war against his opponent.


Samael Ahriman: Yep, it was the latter.


Alecia Matthews: Well, Andrews is also looking to prove a lot here tonight. He picked up a victory over Beau Bowens last week, but has struggled in the past against former undercarders such as Beast Khan. A win over Demento and Cross would push him up the ranks.


The match begins with the three men in their respective zones; mentally and physically. All three begin to circle the ring, eyeing each other with intent, and strategy. Demento and Cross looked as though a non-verbal deal was being signed off with a few dilations of pupils. Ace Andrews slowly backed into the corner as the two stalked him.


The assault started with Demento locking up with Andrews before slamming him backward into the corner. Then, before Ace could get himself steadied, Mak threw a superkick to the side of his head; sending Andrews over the ring post. He was out cold, and no conscious life seemed to be coming too.


With Ace out of the way, the two men took heed to situation. Another lock up started in the middle of the ring, with Mak and Demento both jocking for position. With a hard toss, Cross is sent bouncing off the ropes into a hard running lariat by Dave.


Mak seemed but when Demento went to throw on an early sharpshooter, he was met with a thrust of the legs that sent him reeling back in confusion. Cross quickened to his feet before Demento, and looked like he was going to throw on another grapple. Before the two men could lock arms, Cross slid behind Dave, and dropped in him with a quick German.


Demento was put down, and though it may have been early, Mak went for the cover.


1…


KICKOUT!


After the short count, Cross hopped up. Demento slowly started to get to his knees, and seemed woozy. Just then, Mak dropped a kick to his head, and sent Dave back down.


With Demento still out, Cross crawls to the top rope, and signals for the senton. He leapt off, and Dave rolled out of the way. Mak’s head and neck slammed agains the mat; sending him into convulsions of agony. Dave now had a chance, and pulled himself onto the top of Cross.


1…


2…


KICKOUT!


Mak and Demento pulled themselves up; both using the ropes for leverage. They both take off towards each other in a mad dash, and with a double clothesline, both men lay on the mat; breathing heavily. This is when Ace Andrews slivers his way back into the ring, looking to take advantage of the situation. Lifting up Demento, he nails him with a Triple 7, effectively taking him out of the match.


Turning his attention to the stirring Cross, Andrews picks him up as well. However, Cross is able to get back to his senses very quickly. Before Andrews is aware of what is going on, Cross nails the Cross Out and goes for the pin.


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2...

3!


Christa Adina: Here is your winner, Mak Cross!


Alecia Matthews: Huge win there for Cross, who is looking to get back on the right track.


After the match, as Demento is leaving; the lights grow just dim enough to make the presence of the titan tron glow. Dave was headed up the ramp as whispers started over the speakers, and a distorted voice could be heard rambling off words that appeared on the screen with letters from various magazines and newspapers. They were strung together into hazed voice, and Demento looked a tad spooked, but quickly that turned to pure confusion as he read the words.

 
“Watching”
“Time”
“Always Watching”
“Space”
“Demento”


Then it cut off and lights grew in focus, as the voices dulled into silence.


Samael Ahriman: Dave Demento apparently has a new friend.


Alecia Matthews: That sounds far from friendly, Sam. If I were Demento I would watch my back.


Samael Ahriman: Definitely. But now, our crew is going to try to empty the ring as we have another big match here tonight for you.


Alecia Matthews:Ace Bennett and Thunder do not have the most rosey of pasts. But Trace Demon has once again teamed the two together in an effort to punish those associated with Xavier Pierce. They will face the team of veteran Yukio Blaze and debuting rookie Brock Maxx.


Christa Adina: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall!


”Light Up The Sky” starts, after you hear "watch me light up the sky" a big explosion goes off on the stage. Brock Maxx is seen coming out pointing at the audience when they go insane. He taunts and huge fireworks go off on the stage. He goes down the ramp high fiving the audience members and then slides into the ring. Then he goes to the top rope and raise his arm, and then he points to an audience member. He stands in the ring, awaiting his partner and opponents.


Christa Adina: Introducing first, Brock Maxx!


Alecia Matthews: You gotta wonder how the rookie is feeling being thrown into such a big match early in his career.


Samael Ahriman: Probably pissing his pants.


A last fire will rise behind those eyes.
Black house will rock, blind boys don't lie.

Immortal fear, that voice so clear
Through broken walls, that scream I hear


Pyro races across the entrance way as Yukio Blaze comes out to one hell of a reaction. Yukio has fun as he slaps the hands of the fans at ringside. He takes his time to enter the ring. He hops up on the middle rope and extends his arms out as he sings his theme song. He drops to the mat, takes off his t-shirt, and throws it to the crowd as he waits in his respected corner with Brock Maxx, talking strategy.


Christa Adina: And his partner, Yukio Blaze!


Alecia Matthews: You see Blaze talking to Maxx in the corner there, you gotta wonder how they will work together with such a vast experience difference.


Horseshoes and Hand Grenades rings over the loud speaker as the crowd goes crazy for the theme of Thunder. However, the fans are shocked to find that not only Thunder, but his partner are both coming out to the same music. Ace Bennett accompanies Thunder as the two pump up the crowd together, preparing for the match. The crowd gets behind it surprisingly despite their luke warm reactions to Ace in previous weeks. The two saunter to the ring together and enter the ring, staring at their opponents.


Christa Adina: And their opponents, Thunder and Ace Bennett!


Alecia Matthews: There were questions as to how Bennett and Thunder would work together tonight, but I think all of those questions have been answered as the two come out to the ring together.


Samael Ahriman: Personal biases aside, that is a solid showing of solidarity on their part.


The bell rings as the match commences. Starting out the match we have Bennett and Maxx, a veteran looking to keep on the same page with a partner who just a week ago was his opponent, and a rookie looking to make a huge name for himself in the WFWF. Bennett and Maxx tie up to start the match, Bennett taking over quickly with a front headlock. Maxx, fancying himself a technician, fights his way out of the front headlock and turns it into a rear rib lock, squeezing tightly on Aces rib cage.


Samael Ahriman: Smart move by Maxx, getting himself out of that headlock and taking advantage of one of Aces weaknesses.


Alecia Matthews: Weaknesses?


Samael Ahriman: Yeah. Ace has powerful forearms and legs…he gets you in a headlock or starts delivering those kicks of his, you are toast. His core is weaker though because of the focus he puts elsewhere. You gotta take your soft spots when you can get them.


Ace is using his considerable leg strength to pull himself towards the ropes, which would force a break. Instead, right before he reaches the ropes, Maxx releases the hold, Aces force sends him chest first into the ropes. He bounces back, gets a knee to the kidneys and is subsequently hit with a very solid looking back suplex. Maxx, on his feet, is showboating to the fans, Yukio applauding on the apron.


Samael Ahriman: So…Traces plan may have backfired. He set up Yukio to have to face Bennett and Thunder with a rookie partner, and this rookie partner is running the gauntlet right now, outsmarting Ace on that exchange.


Alecia Matthews: Think Ace may have just underestimated Maxxs intelligence and ability?


Samael Ahriman: Probably. I do not expect Ace to go down that easy this second go around…but Maxx looks to have smarts and skill, a deadly combination. Ace may just have himself a fight he was not expecting.


Ace rolls on the mat and in a fluid motion is back on his feet, a smirk on his face. He walks over to Maxx, his hand extended, saying something along the lines of ‘not bad.’ Maxx extends his hand. They shake, and Ace attempts a cold cock punch to Maxxs jaw, who went down on one knee to avoid the attack. In perfect position, Maxx launches up, right underneath Ace and catches him in the jaw with the crown of his head.


Alecia Matthews: Ouchies.


Samael Ahriman: Woah. Niiiiice. Kid looks good. Ace is having issues.


Ace falls into the corner, holding his jaw, clearly in pain. He closes his eyes tightly, wincing. Maxx charges the corner, but Ace moves out of the way, Maxx crashing into the turnbuckle. On the ricochet, Ace catches Maxx in the back of the head with a violent roundhouse kick, sending the kid to the mat with a thud. Ace grabs the kids foot and drags him to his corner, picks him up and plants him in the corner as he tags in Thunder. Thunder goes to the middle of the ring, Ace following, only to Irish Whip Thunder into Maxx in the corner. Thunder grabs ahold of Maxxs head in a front headlock and stares down the man on the opposite corner, pointing him down with the free hand as he runs, hitting Maxx with a bulldog.


Samael Ahriman: Thunder sending a message with that to Yukio.


Alecia Matthews: A very violent message.


Samael Ahriman: Yep. For those of you new to the program, Thunder and Yukio are not the best of friends. A couple of years ago, they were literally trying to kill each other for Thunders WFWF Championship to no avail for poor Yukio. It all culminated at Super Brawl V when Thunder and Yukio met in a loser retires match, which obviously Thunder won. A few years went by, and when Thunder was gone for that short time a few months back, Yukio Blaze was rehired. Thunder was always resentful for the rehiring, but he bit his tongue.


Thunder picks up Maxx and drives him into his own corner, backing away, taunting Yukio, trying to coax him into tagging in. Yukio stares out at the fans, who are all on their feet going nuts. Yukio shrugs, tagging in.


Samael Ahriman: UNTIL NOW. HERE WE GO.


The ref helps Maxx out of the ring as Yukio enters and he and Thunder circle the wagons. A fight many years overdue is about to go off. The fans are on their feet, chanting, one side clearly on the side of Yukio and the other, Thunder. Oh, and Ace is stomping in support of Thunder. Good guy, that Ace chap. Yukio tries to initiate a test of strength with Thunder, something both men are about equal in. Thunder keeps swatting away the attempt, clearly looking for an opportunity to start beating Yukio into a pulp. Upon not finding a soft spot as quickly as planned, Thunder agrees to the test, both men locked up in the center of the ring. Yukio, having the height advantage, takes advantage in the test early. But having been through a multitude of brutal matches the last few weeks, Thunder is quickly able to gain the advantage, being the fresher man. Thunder starts to slide their arms down to the side, pulling Yukio in and giving him a knee to the gut, and an elbow to the back of the head for good measure. Thunder starts stomping on Yukios exposed back, kicking and stomping at his spine and rib cage, making sure no area is left unpelted.


Samael Ahriman: Thunder showing a side of himself that has not been seen since his wars with Malakai a few years back.


Alecia Matthews: Is that a bad thing?


Samael Ahriman: He is in rare form. So nope. Who knew all it took for him to give a sh*t would be getting back into the ring with Yukio?


Thunder pulls Yukios legs up behind his knees, grabs ahold of Yukios arms and rocks back on to his back, getting Yukio into a full surfboard. He uses all of his strength to grab ahold of Yukios head and yank him backwards even further, his head in a reverse DDT position, but his legs still in the surfboard.


Alecia Matthews: Pretzel~!


Samael Ahriman: Is it bad that you are way too excited about Yukio being twisted into an Auntie Annes pretzel?


Alecia Matthews: Nope.


Samael Ahriman: Rightyo. Just making sure.


Thunder is now slapping Yukios chest over and over, the fans are rocking the place.


Alecia Matthews: Why are the fans loving their hero getting beat to hell like this?


Samael Ahriman: This meeting transcends heels and faces. These two always put on one hell of a show. Just shut up and watch.


Yukio starts rocking back and forth, trying to do some kind of ass backwards back stomach roll thing to get lose. It was not working…until Thunder lost his grip. The rubber band man was able to roll himself out, and as Thunder sat up, Yukio caught him with a shining wizard. Both men down.


Alecia Matthews: Well that was a unique counter.


Samael Ahriman: I told you these two were entertaining.


The ref is starting the double count.


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Yukio is to his feet and drops a quick elbow to the chest of Thunder to stop the count. But unable to pull himself up, it is an inadvertent cover.


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Thunder kicks out at two, a look of relief on the face of Bennett in the one corner, and in the other, Maxx facepalms himself. Both men are on their knees now, trying to deliver a killshot punch to the other, but the hits are so weak, just about anyone could withstand them. And, both men knowing each other so well, at the same time, rake the others eyes, both now on the mat again holding their faces.


Samael Ahriman: Some things never change.


Maxx is trying to get into the ring and is arguing with the ref about the eye rake. Ace takes full advantage of this, getting into the ring and dragging what is essentially the lifeless corpse of Thunder to the corner, and subsequently exiting the ring to the apron, now yelling for the attention of the ref. In the other corner Maxx is raging and flailing over the ref not catching Ace trying to get the upper hand, but the ref turns and sees Ace leaning over the corner and tagging himself in. Ace drops from the apron and pulls Thunder from the ring and rolls in. Yukio is dizzy as can be, barely able to keep on his own two feet. Ace coils in the corner, ready to deliver the Orange Glow. But as he takes off, Yukio falls to the mat, Ace crashing hip first into the corner. Dizzy Man stumbles over to his corner, diving to make the tag to Maxx.


Samael Ahriman: Dizzy with the hot tag to Maxx.


Maxx pulls himself up and over the ropes and charges Bennett, crashing into him hard, all of his body weight pinning Ace between him and the corner. Maxx runs around the ring in a giant circle, gets into a point stance and then makes a line for Ace, delivering a crushing dropkick into the sternum of Bennett, Maxx again pandering to the crowd. Bennett is crumpled in the corner as Maxx is still showboating. The ref is tending to Dizzy, who fell off of the apron, that lack of oxygen from the surfboard still doing wonders to Yukio. Maxx goes to the corner, but is tripped up by Ace, using a drop toe hold to send Maxx face first into the top turnbuckle. Ace is on his feet, a little unsteady, but he looks at the positioning of Maxx and then looks around the arena at the fans with a smile on his face.


Samael Ahriman: Well, thanks for coming, Maxx.


Ace hoists Maxx up to the top rope and starts to balance himself behind Maxx, who starts to elbow at Bennetts head, hitting him so hard he falls off of the ropes. Maxx rolls off of the top and bolts to his corner, Blaze standing in the corner, kind of dizzy but, you know, ok. He comes into the ring and picks up Bennett, setting him up for the Trailblazer, but right before he hits it, Ace slides off of his back and gets Yukio in a reverse DDT position. Ace looks out to the fans, lets out a battle cry and drops Yukio with said reverse DDT. Back on his feet, Bennett eyes the turnbuckle and grins. He makes a bolt for his corner, climbing up the turnbuckle. The fans are cheering, but not for Ace.


The fans are chanting for Thunder to tag in and finish the match and once and for all end this. Hearing the roar of the fans causes Bennett, standing at the top of the world, to shrug. He looks down to Thunder, clearly asking him if he would like to tag in. Thunder turns around, staring at all of the fans chanting his name. He turns back to Ace and raises his arm in the air, but instead of making the tag, he swings his arm forward and down, signing for Ace to finish it. Ace happily obliges, leaping from the top rope and crushing Yukio below with the Flight of the Crows.


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The ref calls for the bell.


Christa Adina: Here are your winners, Ace Bennett and Thunder.


Samael Ahriman: You know, these two are one hell of a team.


Alecia Matthews: Well they would be if they were not constantly at each others throats.


Samael Ahriman: Personally they do not like each other, but you know…it seems like when that bell rings, their professionalism kicks in and they work well together.


Thunder and Bennett are having their arms raised in victory as they stare one another down. But instead of attacking one another, Ace extends his hand and Thunder gladly accepts it...seeming to finally be on the same page.


Yukio sits on the ring mat dead square in the ring, taking off his wrist tape as Maxx makes his way to the back and Ace and THunder slide out for the moment. Sweat beats off his forehead as the crowd is giving assorted chants. He signals for a microphone as one of the production assistants throws a microphone in the ring and Yukio catches it.


Yukio Blaze: Watch out next time slick, Trace Demon will fire you if you break the equipment.


The crowd boos with the name Trace Demon mentioned.


Yukio Blaze: You know, you can call me a loser, you can call me a winner, you can call me Yukio Blaze or Jeff Spencer if you want to. Hell, you can Call Me Al if you wanted but what I never want to be called is a coward. I'm always up for a fight and I'm always up for a challenge. I've been headstrong since I was kid and tonight was no different.


The crowd erupts with chants of YUKIO, YUKIO, YUKIO, YUKIO.


Yukio Blaze: And in the future, I'll be as headstrong as ever. I WONT QUIT, I WONT BACK DOWN. I will run the gauntlet if I have to. I'll win some, I'll lose some, hell, I may even draw some..


The crowd erupts once again.


Yukio Blaze: You ready for this and I hope you are. Get your phones out, camera dude, pan in because I have some news for you. I'm entering myself into the Scars and Stripes Rumble. The last and only time I was in the Rumble, I survived as one of the last two before Drakz eliminating me. This time, I'm gonna win the whole damn thing. I'm gonna Main event Superbrawl one more time.


Yukio drops the mic, Ace sliding into the ring and helping Yukio to his feet, a show of respect. Yukio takes a bow and exits the ring. Passing by Thunder, who is leaning against the barricade, the two exchange a glance that could kill as he makes his way up the ramp. Once he reaches the back, Thunder rolls back into the ring.


Samael Ahriman: Classy words there from Yukio. He has a serious level of determination for this Scars and Stripes battle royal. But the competition this year is going to be stiff as sh*t.


Alecia Matthews: Yeah, you have to wonder how the old guys are going to hold up.


Samael Ahriman: Well look at who has won the last couple of them. Guys who have been here longer than even Yukio and Thunder, who is in the ring right now. So...you know...it could benifit them. I know I am going into this years Battle Royal a five year veteran of the WFWF and having never participated once but, spoiling it now, I am going to participate this year.


Alecia Matthews: Woah, really?


Samael Ahriman: Yep. You will get the commentary table to yourself for the rest of the evening when I get in that ring.


Alecia Matthews: Surely you do not expect to go in there, run the gauntlet and win. Maybe I will have the table to myself if you, you know, die.


Samael Ahriman: Shut up. Ace is speaking...and it should tell you something that I would rather listen to this tool talk than anyone else.


Ace, a mic in hand, is in fact, speaking. Thanks, Sam.


Ace Bennett: You know, with all of this honesty going around in this ring, I figure I might as well get something off of my chest that has been bugging me a wee bit. There is a bit of unfinished business I have with a few members of the WFWF roster, namely two of them. Mak Cross, and our favorite commentator Samael Ahriman. Now a quick review for those of you with the benifit of short term memory loss. I did some questionable things in my last run, costing Mak Cross a world title match by ending his chance of winning Survival of the Fittest in a very...questionable way. And...well...I just straight up abandoned Raider in a tag title defense, which forced a completely unprepared Samael Ahriman to step in to prevent Raider from getting absolutely demolished, which was the original plan of his opponents. So the two of them...


"Here Comes the Boom" by POD resonates throughout the arena. The fans all get to their feet in a fervor. Thunder cocks an eyebrow, and Ace...well...


Samael Ahriman: HOLY SH*T. Ace looks like he has just seen a ghost. HE IS BACK. THE DYNAMITE IS BACK.


From behind the curtain, a man in his signature jeans, Gucci sports coat...the whole ten yards with style even longer than that, from behind the curtain comes former two time WFWF National Champion, "Dynamite" Jon O'Deeves. The fans are in an absolute fever pitch. With microphone in hand, O'Deeves is about to go to town.


Jon O'Deeves: Uhh...you have two unresolved issues, Ace? Brother you have sh*t a mile long and enough dirty laundry that you could wind up in the muy loco bin if you really thought hard enough about the sh*t you have done. Kid.


Ace hollers up the ramp.


Jon O'Deeves: Oh come on, kid. Stop spazzing. People might think you are crazy, arguing with someone your ass thought was a f*cking ghost. But unlike motha f*ckin' Jimmy Hoffa I am not a ghost in the wind. I know where the f*ck I am, and that is back in the WFWF, because I have some unfinished business myself, and kid...my business is now your business.


The fans are soaking it in.


Jon O'Deeves: You know, it has been a while since I was here last. I lost my National Title and made a living elsewhere for a bit. I needed that flow, I needed that paper. But the entire time I was gone, I had something hard on my mind. I tried to talk myself out of it...this is not my life anymore...but you know...I think the gangster blood in me needed a couple more hits before I hit the sh*t for good. And Ace, my main psycho...you are the first on my list man. I talked to the King, and he has decreed that your plans for Mak and Sam are about to get a little derailed. Next week, you got me.


Thunder is cracking up in the back of the ring, dying at Ace just getting taken to task.


Jon O'Deeves: Hey old man, why you laughing back there? I got Ace this week, but the following week your big, dying buddy is going to get his life cut short right quick because when I am done with Mr. Bennett, Shawn Macarena or however that oaf is pronouncing his name these days if going down. That suicidal mother f*cker wants to die, who am I to deny him that wish?


Thunders attitude has gone from joyous to downright pissy. Kind of like Ace.


Jon O'Deeves: And when I accomplish those goals then next up for me is the Scars and Stripes battle mother f*cking royale people. Not only will I get my revenge, I will then accomplish something good ol' Ace and dead ol' Shawn were never able to do themselves. I will win it all and main event Super Brawl, finishing off my 'unfinished business' by claiming what is rightfully mine and has been since I first stepped foot in that ring. The WFWF Championship. And I will not let Bennett, Malakai, Blaze, Ahriman, Thunder, Cross...I will not let any of those fools stop me from going what I gotta do and if they try they will all get a pair of matching cement shoes to the bottom of the river. You do not f*ck with Dynamite.


The fans have come unglued. O'Deeves points at Ace and Thunder.


Jon O'Deeves: Boom.


"Here Comes the Boom" begins to play again as O'Deeves raises his arm in the air, the fans going nuts and Thunder and Ace standing in the ring absolutely dumbfounded as we go to break.

Special thanks to Shawn, Garrett, Trace, Rev, Mike, Yukio, and anyone else that I'm forgetting for making this show good. I hope I did a better job as temporary owner than I did as full time owner.

I personally think it turned out well all things considered.

Great show guys, nice showing from everyone! Looking forward to much of the same!