Post by CBT on May 10, 2007 22:29:43 GMT -5
As a Video Montage plays, the familar words "Forever Unscarred" scroll across the bottom of the screen. The video begins with footage from the finals of the New Breed tourney, as Dean and Reckless go toe to toe, it'd Dean who walks out when Reckless gets caught in a sharpshooter and has no choice but to tap.
With the focuse now changing, we see EBR and Lee, the former Anointed partners doing battle for the first time in a WFWF ring. EBR is the aggressor, Lee tries his best to beat EBR clean, but eventually looks to his partner Luther Castle for help. In the end though, Castle is taken out of the equation, and EBR's is shown standing over Lee; Victorious after hitting the S.O.S.
The video picks up speed now as we see the Axis, better known as the Revolution, doing battle once again with Yukio Blaze. As the fight quickly finds its way to the outside. All three men define the unscarred mentality, as the gold tonight is the only important piece in the puzzle. With Blaze going through a burning table, it would appear that this was just another opportunity that came and went. But not tonight, as through all the pain, Blaze manages to stand tall. In what has gotta be seen as his best performance to date.
With the video once more changing focuse we see CBT and Wayne McGurk doing battle. As CBT lifts Wayne up for a suplex, dropping him across the motorcycle with no remorse. The turning point occures as Wayne wraps the chain around his arm and delivers a polish hammer that drops CBT with impact. Both men leaving all inhabitions at the door, but Wayne's own greatest fear becomes a reality, as Tha CBT ends the 9 month reign.
As the video begins to fade, we now see four words that get a pop out of the Philly faithful. No Ropes Barbed Wire. As the WFWF Heavyweight title is defended by one of the greats in Reverend Shadow against undoubtably his greatest foe, Obo. No doubt in anybodys mind, was this match gonna be an all out war.
As we seen everything from a toy bat covered in tacks, to a ladder, more thumbtacks, a staple gun, Rev's trusty bible, and of course the barbed wire. It appeared that while Obo was no stranger to pain, that on this night, even with the decks stacked in his favor, he had about as good a chance of walking out champion, as his foe.
However, this truly was a match that was out of Reverend Shadow's element, as Obo comes off of the 12 foot ladder with a double foot stomp to Rev's head that is already submerged in the barbed wire.
With that closing moment, we now see the referee present the belt to Obo. As Samantha can be seen rushing to the ring but cautious as she stands on the steel steps outside of the barbed wire mesh that surrounds the ring. Obo lifts her up and over, as the referee straps the belt around his waist. Obo puts Samantha up on his shoulder as the fan's give a standing ovation for both men. Reverend Shadow can be seen, in a lot of pain but more in shock of losing the title, as he makes his way up the ramp he locks eyes with Obo but than turns away. The video fades out and the opening credits of Felo-De-Se play
Theme Song: Beginning of the End by Spineshank (song currently audible on my myspace, www.myspace.com/thacbt )
Location: The New Alahambra Arena, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
As cameras cut backstage to the locker rooms, where pure carnage greets the eye. Among furniture strewn around and broken, blood all over the floor, lays Justin Tyme, bleeding heavily from the forehead. With the camera panning outwards to show Obo, a lead pipe in his hand and the WFWF Heavyweight championship draped over his shoulder.
Obo: Welcome back, pig f*cker… Rubber band man always snaps back..
We now cut back to ringside. Where Spitfire by Prodigy plays.
After meer moments we soon are greeted by the new International Champion, Tha CBT. With a mic in hand, and the international title around his waist. He seems to be in a good mood, as he makes his way to ringside, recieving a mixed reaction, more boos than cheers from the Philly crowd at hand.
CBT: So, before I get to the important business, let me say.... I hope you like hearing that music, because it's the last time you'll hear it for a very long time.
You see, Higher Authority was long about Reverend Shadow and myself, and what we could do for this promotion. But much in line with what I've been saying since around January, Reverend Shadow is every bit about seeing his own stocks rise, as I'm well, an asshole, that doesn't bite his tongue on much of anything.
But let me better explain, you see. Reverend Shadow, much like myself, has a contract with this company. Sure we're an independent promotion, we can't neccessarily fire you, but we'd be happy to stop booking you. But what I'm trying to bring light to is, Rev could not just come and compete for WFWF, he is or should I say was, under a working agreement.
Now, you may remember me taking some time off, right around when Rev came back. That was me physically drained, and wanting to compete when I could steal the show week in and week out, but in Rev's case, he was injured and his contract as an active wrestler was dated. So he signed quite the lucrative deal, you see.
As Rev got into shape for an earlier than expected in ring return, his contract stated that when and or if he becomes champion, he can essentially decide when his contract as both an owner and a wrestler would subside. In a nutshell, Rev had his contract written in such a manner, that if he wasn't to be on top in WFWF, he could pull out of all his responsibilities at the drop of a dime.
You cheer that man, and give me a mixed reaction?
Well I say fuck him, but no wait... it gets better you see.
Unbeknown to me Rev gave his 2 weeks notice, and in doing so he named Wayne McGurk owner. Yes you heard right. The man that I've treated as equal since August of 2006, on a personal level. That I befriended many years ago. Not only does he up and leave. He puts the bastard I just about killed myself to beat, as my go to man.
You know what, that's pure bullshit. But I won't give Wayne the benefit of coming out here, to get the hero's welcome. Truth be told the fucker is on a road trip and will be lucky if he even makes it in time for his match.
So with that said, I'm gonna put my foot down. Starting with a sort of Axis Effect.
I'm not stupid I know Kurt and Thunder aren't on speaking terms after losing their tag team titles, and with Wayne putting them on the back burner..... well I came up with a little something.
Next week in the main event; Kurt Burton vs Thunder vs Wayne McGurk. Triple Threat Rules.
But wait, I know when I took over as owner, I promised to be innovative, so let me add some stipulations.
First off, there will not be any ringside prostitution, meaning. Both Phoenix and Kat are banned from ringside.
Now triple threats usually don't have count out nor disqualifications, so that about covers that.
But then there is a catch. More so a brass ring. Because, the winner of that match, will be #1 contender to the winner of Josh Dean vs Obo. So essentially, this is a Heavyweight title opportunity. But for the loser's well there is a parting gift, as they will be booked at Veni Vidi Vici. But not in a Heavyweight title match, or Tag Title Match.... and well do I need to point out, not for mine?
The two who don't score a pin will find themselves standing opposite once again, at the Pay Per View. That said, enjoy the show.
CBT tosses the mic to the time keeper who in turn hands it the ring announcer. Some discussion is made, and an audible "so what match is gonna open the show" is heard, as CBT makes his way through the curtains
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As we get ready for our next match, a Four Corner Survival match.
"Money" by Pink Floyd begins to play. As the cash register sound ends and the music begins, Thunder walks towards the ring. He reaches the apron and climbs the turnbuckle, taunting the fans. Conspicuous by its abscence is the once prominent WFWF tag team title that no longer is strapped around his waist. As the enforcer of the Axis readys himself, an electronic yet tribal percussion line suddenly shakes the sound system, before the entrance of "Unorthodox Manifesto" begins to play over the sound system
Calvin Lee follows and makes his way on to the entrance stage. As he walks down towards the ramp, in true Anointed fashion, gold sparks shoot up from the stage. Calvin Lee wastes no time in making a bee-line towards the ring. Upon entry, he scans the area. Moments later, Calvin Lee walks over to the ropes and ascends to the middle turnbuckle. He poses for a brief second. Calvin Lee leaps down from the turnbuckle and prepares for his match.
As the Arena lights go green and BYOB by System Of A Down begins to play. Reckless walks out with a cocky smile and walks right down the centre of the ramp. He slides under the ropes, and walks over to one of the corners and sits on the top rope waiting.
With three of the four men in the ring, only one man remains.
As the arena lights now turn Dark Blue and Red Lights Flash all over the arena. Moments later we can see Christian 'Cool' Man' Rodriguez make his way through the curtain. Stopping at the ramp and taunting the fans. As he gets in the ring Blue and Red Lights Flash in the ring and he continues to taunt these already riled up fans some more.
Four Corner Survival Match
Rules: Four wrestlers comepete in a 1-fall match, only two men can compete at a time, with tags made to become the legal men.
Thunder vs Calvin Lee vs Reckless vs Christian 'Cool Man' Rodriguez
As the referee explains the rules of this contest. Only two of the four men are aloud in the ring at once, so this will not be under scramble rules.
Only the two legal men can win or lose the match by pinfall or submission.
To become the legal man you will need to tag in or out with your fellow opponents.
The referee asks for the men to decide who will start this off and right away the young Reckless stands center ring. Thunder and Lee trade stares but decide to let the two young lions start it off.
As Rodriguez non-chelantly meets Reckless in the center of the ring, he is immediatly thrown off his game with a slap to the face. Which in turn only angers the cool man from the domican republic. As Reckless cowers into a corner, the referee tries to get in between the two, Rodriguez stays calm, cool and collective, allowing Reckless some breathing space.
Reckless slowly makes his way back into the center of the ring where Rodriguez wants to lock up, but before doing so, he turns his back and turns his attention to some fans. This though proves not to be the wisest move on Reckless' part as Rodriguez is quick to grab a waist lock and lift the much lighter Reckless up and over with a german suplex, he rolls him over and covers him. 1.....2.......No only a 2 count as Reckless manages to get his shoulder up off the mat.
As Rodriguez pulls Reckless up to his feet, he irish whips him into the corner of Calvin Lee. As Lee holds Reckless, shouting instructions to Rodriguez, Rodriguez comes full speed at Reckless but is met with a forearm from Lee, as a tag has been made.
Lee makes his way through the ropes and begins to unleash a flurry of forearm shots to the face, capping it off with a roaring elbow that sends Rodriguez reeling into one of the abandoned corners. As Lee snapmares him out of the corner into a seated position, Calvin begins to unload vicious elbow shots, even going as far as to stop and toss his elbow pad off, so he could enflict more damage on Rodriguez.
Lee looks to capitalize on the damage done, and stops to pin Rodriguez, but just barely gets a one count. Upset with the count, he hoists Rodriguez up into a vertical bases and connects with a european uppercut that sends Rodriguez into the ropes, as Lee hits another one, and Rodriguez falls back into the ropes again, so Lee hits him once more. But this time Rodriguez lands on the ropes only to come back on the rebound with a vicious lariat that send Lee up and over. As Rodriguez collapses to the mat, both men slowly make there way to seperate corners. Lee looking to pull himself up, but Rodriguez making the tag to Thunder.
Thunder aware that Lee is still abit out of it after that lariat, quickly looks to take advantage as he attempts to lock in a cobra stretch. Lee does everything he can not to allow Thunder the chance to lock it in. Thunder instead twirls Lee around, right into an ace crusher. Thunder makes the cover. 1.......2........No only a 2 count as Lee still not sufficently weakened enough to be beat.
Thunder waits for Lee to get up before catching him with a hard right hand, but Lee returns with a shot of his own. Thunder with another vicious punch, but Lee once again responds with one of his own. This time Thunder decides to run off the ropes, as he goes for a clothesline that is ducked. He turns around and finds himself on the recieving end of his own death valley driver, as Lee spikes Thunder into the mat and covers him. 1.....2......No only a 2 count as both Rodriguez and Reckless charge the ring.
Lee doesn't take kind to the interference and targets the much smaller Reckless. As he grabs him in a bearhug, he tosses Reckless over the top rope and hard to the floor with a over the head belly to belly suplex.
Lee still feeling he had the match won sets his sights next on Rodriguez and just carelessly tosses him over the top rope, but Rodriguez hangs on.
Slapping Lee on the back, Calvin turns his attention back to Rodriguez, but in one swift move finds himself on the outside. After he is hip tossed over the top rope to the outside.
As Rodriguez realizes that now all he has to worry about is Thunder, he springs off the top rope into a crossbody, as he covers Thunder the referees begins the count. 1......2......No only a 2. As Thunder quickly tries to get to his feet, Rodriguez charges at him with a running knee lift that sends Thunder hard into the corner. As Thunder holds his back in pain, Rodriguez calls for the Brooklyn Back Breaker, but somehow Thunder escapes it.
As Calvin seems to have recovered from his spill to the fall, Lee rushes into the ring and grabs ahold of Rodriguez. He calls for the burning hammer, and hits it to perfection, as Rodriguez lay on the mat motionless, Lee makes the cover. But the referee tells him that he is not the legal man. Before Lee has much time to react, he is hit with a exploder suplex by Thunder.
As Thunder realizes that Rodriguez is out, he covers him. 1.......2...........3!
Your Winner by Pinfall, Thunder
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{After the match, we fade into the backstage area. In front of the WFWF logo is Stacy Grey, holding a microphone while standing next to EBR.}
Stacy Grey: I’m here with EBR-
EBR: Holla.
Stacy Grey: Who made his return last week at Forever Unscarred, defeating Calvin Lee. EBR, can I get your opinions on the match?
EBR: I’m better than Calvin, so I won.
{A brief moment goes by.}
Stacy Grey:…Anything else?
EBR: Don’t think so.
Stacy Grey: One of the big questions regarding your return is “why”? Did you simply return because of Calvin Lee?
EBR: All due respect to good ‘ol Calvin, I surely wouldn’t come back from a six month retirement simply to face him in, what’s to me, a throwaway match.
Stacy Grey: Actually, you were only retired from around three to four months.
{EBR squints.}
EBR: Uh…shut up?
Stacy Grey: Sorry.
EBR: Nappy headed hoe.
Stacy Grey: I’m white.
EBR: I guess I don’t see race as much as you do. Bigot.
Stacy Grey:
EBR: As I was saying, Calvin doesn’t mean enough to make me return. I have a mixture of unfinished business, and of course, things that due to recent activity I now have to fix. Frankly, Calvin was nothing more than a convenient segway.
Stacy Grey: Specifically, where do you go from here?
EBR: Well, logically it’d be best to start with the easiest and work my way up. Just from a moral stand point, I never lost my Tag Team Title per se…
Stacy Grey: Is this you challenging Yukio Blaze?
EBR: Not yet. When I challenge him, he’ll know. Of course, I only own the right to my title. If that means Yukio wants to just hand me over his spare, or I have to face him straight up to get mine back then so be it. Either works fine for me. However, I’m a man of respect and dignity for the WFWF and its history. I understand, and expect, that I won’t get a straight up title shot even though by merit I’ve earned it more than any of these other cats. If I have to work my way up, defeat various Tag Team representatives, whatever.
Stacy Grey: Wouldn’t you need a partner to hold the titles?
EBR: As mentioned, I only want my half of the belts. Besides, the WFWF apparently has no problem having one man hold these said belts. I certainly can’t fathom why they’d care if a Tag Team Title match only involved two combined participants.
Stacy Grey: But Yukio Blaze won the titles in a handicap match-
EBR: I’m not Yukio Blaze. More power to him. He gets my respect for beating two men at once. But let’s be clear; Blaze’s precedent has no effect on me. I’m not going to go in the ring two on one against the Axis, or any of these other tag teams that briefly occupy the WFWF. Look, the WFWF can give me a partner, make me pick, or just hand me over the belt I never lost. It makes no difference to me. It doesn’t matter how it goes about, as long as I get it back it’s all good. Even then, that’s just a matter of when, not if.
Stacy Grey: Well, thank you for joining me-
EBR: It’s cool, homie.
Stacy Grey: That’s very unprofessional.
EBR: No one cares what you think.
{We begin to fade out, only overhearing the conversation.}
Stacy Grey: You’re an ass.
EBR: Dyke.
Stacy Grey: That’s just offensive.
EBR Walks off as the focuse is now back in the arena
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The arena lights dim and “Lights Out” by Sugar Cult players over the speakers as a movie style number count appears on the big screen counting down from 5 to 1 before “Dead Living” cuts in on the sound system and a small amount of white pyros explode in the entrance way. Seconds after the pyros end, Johnny Michaels jumps through the smoke onto the stage. Michaels slowly makes his way ringside, but gets jumped from behind by Kurt Burton. Burton sends the Movie Man down onto the entrance ramp and begins to pummel Michaels with shots to the back of the head. Burton takes a bottle of Jack Daniels, grabs Michaels by the hair, takes a good swig and fires it out onto Michael’s face. Burton takes another good swig, downs it, and tosses it aside.
Singles Match
Kurt Burton vs Johnny 'The Movie Man' Michaels
With both men ringside, Burton takes the Movie man and sends him sternum-first into the security rail with an Irish whip. Burton charges forward, the Movie Man sidesteps and hooks Burton over with a hip toss; sending Burton over to the first row. Somewhat dazed, Burton motion back to Michaels, but Michaels cuts him off with a forearm smash. Michael leaps onto the security rail, balances himself over, and nails Burton with a missile dropkick, pushing Burton even deeper into the crowd. Michaels takes Burton and drags him back ringside, but clips Michaels with spear; pushing him back against the security rail. Burton hoists Michaels and impales him through the security rail, crotch-first. Michaels screams in agony, Burton takes a chair and nails it over the Movie man’s skull.
Michaels motions into the ring; Burton throws a chair into the ring before sliding inside. The referee mcalls for the bell and both men enter into a tie-up, Burton breaks the tie-up with a kick to the mid-section, but Michaels catches Burton’s boot; Michaels attempts a wheel kick, misses and hits the ground, Burton strikes with a leg drop and locks on the Feedback. He shoves a knee onto Michaels’ spine and tightens the hold. Michaels pushes himself towards the ropes, but Burton drives a knee into Michaels’ spine. Using every ounce of strength in him, Michaels begins to stand, but Burton refuses to break lose. Michaels continues to rise and rams Burton to the turnbuckle; Burton refuses to release. Michaels hits the ropes, and the referee breaks the hold. Burton takes the chair, but Michaels rises fast, and knocks Burton with a dropkick; the chair clashing with Burton's face. Burton exits the ring, but The Movie Man takes air, and knocks Burton down with a suicide dive from the top rope.
Michaels shoves Burton back into the ring and slides back in. But quickly, Burton takes the Movie Man and shoves a vicious shot to Michaels’ gut. Burton hoists Michaels and plants him with a reverse atomic drop; still holding on, Burton hits Michaels with another reverse atomic drop, pushes him overhead and drops him with belly-to-back suplex- bridges it for the cover.
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The Movie Man kicks out, but still has a lock over Burton; Michaels floats over and drops Burton with a modified sitdown powerbom; Michaels holds on for the cover.
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Kurt Burton kicks out. Michaels sends Burton to the turnbuckle and charges forward with a clothesline, but Burton holds onto the ropes and leaps himself behind the charging Michaels; Michaels leaps into the turnbuckle and drives back into Burton and takes him down with a modified tornado ddt. Burton slides out of the ring, looking for some time to recuperate. Not wasting any time, Michaels slides out of the ring, clips Burton from behind and shoves him back into the ring. Michaels leaps onto the top rope in the center of the ring, from there he springs up to turn in the air and lands back on ropes again before leaping back into the ring for the Rated R; but Burton quickly sidesteps; Michaels lands back on the canvass on both feet, but Burton takes him down with a reverse ddt and locks on a dragon sleeper; taking the Movie man’s free hand with his free arm, Burton quickly shifts the hold into a jujitsu armbar. Michaels desperately pushes himself to the ropes, but Burton rolls over and positions the Movie Man back in the middle of the ring. Michaels floats over Burton and, in a stunning display of pure athleticism, counters the armbar into a Director’s Cut. Michaels tightens the hold.
Burton appears close to tapping out. The Movie Man rises, holding Burton with him, and sends Burton into the ropes. Burton charges back, Michaels hits the air and connects with Burton and motions for the Extended Edition and nails it; but Burton manages to leach onto Michaels and drops him with a Urinagi.
Both men are out.
The referee begins the ten count.
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No Contest.
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Veni, Vidi, Vici
Veni, Vidi, Vici. I Came, I Saw, I Conquered.
I Did All That Was Asked of Me, and Given Up Much More.
Not a Title Belt, a Violent Feud, or An Untimely Injury, Could Prevent My Crimson Existence.
As My Ascension Came When I Was At My Finest, Forever Unscarred... I Don't Define That, I Defined That.
I Will Not Quit Just Yet, Failure I've Long Endured.
Veni, Vidi, Vici. I Came. I Saw. And Damnit, I Conquered.
With the focuse now changing, we see EBR and Lee, the former Anointed partners doing battle for the first time in a WFWF ring. EBR is the aggressor, Lee tries his best to beat EBR clean, but eventually looks to his partner Luther Castle for help. In the end though, Castle is taken out of the equation, and EBR's is shown standing over Lee; Victorious after hitting the S.O.S.
The video picks up speed now as we see the Axis, better known as the Revolution, doing battle once again with Yukio Blaze. As the fight quickly finds its way to the outside. All three men define the unscarred mentality, as the gold tonight is the only important piece in the puzzle. With Blaze going through a burning table, it would appear that this was just another opportunity that came and went. But not tonight, as through all the pain, Blaze manages to stand tall. In what has gotta be seen as his best performance to date.
With the video once more changing focuse we see CBT and Wayne McGurk doing battle. As CBT lifts Wayne up for a suplex, dropping him across the motorcycle with no remorse. The turning point occures as Wayne wraps the chain around his arm and delivers a polish hammer that drops CBT with impact. Both men leaving all inhabitions at the door, but Wayne's own greatest fear becomes a reality, as Tha CBT ends the 9 month reign.
As the video begins to fade, we now see four words that get a pop out of the Philly faithful. No Ropes Barbed Wire. As the WFWF Heavyweight title is defended by one of the greats in Reverend Shadow against undoubtably his greatest foe, Obo. No doubt in anybodys mind, was this match gonna be an all out war.
As we seen everything from a toy bat covered in tacks, to a ladder, more thumbtacks, a staple gun, Rev's trusty bible, and of course the barbed wire. It appeared that while Obo was no stranger to pain, that on this night, even with the decks stacked in his favor, he had about as good a chance of walking out champion, as his foe.
However, this truly was a match that was out of Reverend Shadow's element, as Obo comes off of the 12 foot ladder with a double foot stomp to Rev's head that is already submerged in the barbed wire.
With that closing moment, we now see the referee present the belt to Obo. As Samantha can be seen rushing to the ring but cautious as she stands on the steel steps outside of the barbed wire mesh that surrounds the ring. Obo lifts her up and over, as the referee straps the belt around his waist. Obo puts Samantha up on his shoulder as the fan's give a standing ovation for both men. Reverend Shadow can be seen, in a lot of pain but more in shock of losing the title, as he makes his way up the ramp he locks eyes with Obo but than turns away. The video fades out and the opening credits of Felo-De-Se play
Theme Song: Beginning of the End by Spineshank (song currently audible on my myspace, www.myspace.com/thacbt )
Location: The New Alahambra Arena, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
As cameras cut backstage to the locker rooms, where pure carnage greets the eye. Among furniture strewn around and broken, blood all over the floor, lays Justin Tyme, bleeding heavily from the forehead. With the camera panning outwards to show Obo, a lead pipe in his hand and the WFWF Heavyweight championship draped over his shoulder.
Obo: Welcome back, pig f*cker… Rubber band man always snaps back..
We now cut back to ringside. Where Spitfire by Prodigy plays.
After meer moments we soon are greeted by the new International Champion, Tha CBT. With a mic in hand, and the international title around his waist. He seems to be in a good mood, as he makes his way to ringside, recieving a mixed reaction, more boos than cheers from the Philly crowd at hand.
CBT: So, before I get to the important business, let me say.... I hope you like hearing that music, because it's the last time you'll hear it for a very long time.
You see, Higher Authority was long about Reverend Shadow and myself, and what we could do for this promotion. But much in line with what I've been saying since around January, Reverend Shadow is every bit about seeing his own stocks rise, as I'm well, an asshole, that doesn't bite his tongue on much of anything.
But let me better explain, you see. Reverend Shadow, much like myself, has a contract with this company. Sure we're an independent promotion, we can't neccessarily fire you, but we'd be happy to stop booking you. But what I'm trying to bring light to is, Rev could not just come and compete for WFWF, he is or should I say was, under a working agreement.
Now, you may remember me taking some time off, right around when Rev came back. That was me physically drained, and wanting to compete when I could steal the show week in and week out, but in Rev's case, he was injured and his contract as an active wrestler was dated. So he signed quite the lucrative deal, you see.
As Rev got into shape for an earlier than expected in ring return, his contract stated that when and or if he becomes champion, he can essentially decide when his contract as both an owner and a wrestler would subside. In a nutshell, Rev had his contract written in such a manner, that if he wasn't to be on top in WFWF, he could pull out of all his responsibilities at the drop of a dime.
You cheer that man, and give me a mixed reaction?
Well I say fuck him, but no wait... it gets better you see.
Unbeknown to me Rev gave his 2 weeks notice, and in doing so he named Wayne McGurk owner. Yes you heard right. The man that I've treated as equal since August of 2006, on a personal level. That I befriended many years ago. Not only does he up and leave. He puts the bastard I just about killed myself to beat, as my go to man.
You know what, that's pure bullshit. But I won't give Wayne the benefit of coming out here, to get the hero's welcome. Truth be told the fucker is on a road trip and will be lucky if he even makes it in time for his match.
So with that said, I'm gonna put my foot down. Starting with a sort of Axis Effect.
I'm not stupid I know Kurt and Thunder aren't on speaking terms after losing their tag team titles, and with Wayne putting them on the back burner..... well I came up with a little something.
Next week in the main event; Kurt Burton vs Thunder vs Wayne McGurk. Triple Threat Rules.
But wait, I know when I took over as owner, I promised to be innovative, so let me add some stipulations.
First off, there will not be any ringside prostitution, meaning. Both Phoenix and Kat are banned from ringside.
Now triple threats usually don't have count out nor disqualifications, so that about covers that.
But then there is a catch. More so a brass ring. Because, the winner of that match, will be #1 contender to the winner of Josh Dean vs Obo. So essentially, this is a Heavyweight title opportunity. But for the loser's well there is a parting gift, as they will be booked at Veni Vidi Vici. But not in a Heavyweight title match, or Tag Title Match.... and well do I need to point out, not for mine?
The two who don't score a pin will find themselves standing opposite once again, at the Pay Per View. That said, enjoy the show.
CBT tosses the mic to the time keeper who in turn hands it the ring announcer. Some discussion is made, and an audible "so what match is gonna open the show" is heard, as CBT makes his way through the curtains
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As we get ready for our next match, a Four Corner Survival match.
"Money" by Pink Floyd begins to play. As the cash register sound ends and the music begins, Thunder walks towards the ring. He reaches the apron and climbs the turnbuckle, taunting the fans. Conspicuous by its abscence is the once prominent WFWF tag team title that no longer is strapped around his waist. As the enforcer of the Axis readys himself, an electronic yet tribal percussion line suddenly shakes the sound system, before the entrance of "Unorthodox Manifesto" begins to play over the sound system
Calvin Lee follows and makes his way on to the entrance stage. As he walks down towards the ramp, in true Anointed fashion, gold sparks shoot up from the stage. Calvin Lee wastes no time in making a bee-line towards the ring. Upon entry, he scans the area. Moments later, Calvin Lee walks over to the ropes and ascends to the middle turnbuckle. He poses for a brief second. Calvin Lee leaps down from the turnbuckle and prepares for his match.
As the Arena lights go green and BYOB by System Of A Down begins to play. Reckless walks out with a cocky smile and walks right down the centre of the ramp. He slides under the ropes, and walks over to one of the corners and sits on the top rope waiting.
With three of the four men in the ring, only one man remains.
As the arena lights now turn Dark Blue and Red Lights Flash all over the arena. Moments later we can see Christian 'Cool' Man' Rodriguez make his way through the curtain. Stopping at the ramp and taunting the fans. As he gets in the ring Blue and Red Lights Flash in the ring and he continues to taunt these already riled up fans some more.
Four Corner Survival Match
Rules: Four wrestlers comepete in a 1-fall match, only two men can compete at a time, with tags made to become the legal men.
Thunder vs Calvin Lee vs Reckless vs Christian 'Cool Man' Rodriguez
As the referee explains the rules of this contest. Only two of the four men are aloud in the ring at once, so this will not be under scramble rules.
Only the two legal men can win or lose the match by pinfall or submission.
To become the legal man you will need to tag in or out with your fellow opponents.
The referee asks for the men to decide who will start this off and right away the young Reckless stands center ring. Thunder and Lee trade stares but decide to let the two young lions start it off.
As Rodriguez non-chelantly meets Reckless in the center of the ring, he is immediatly thrown off his game with a slap to the face. Which in turn only angers the cool man from the domican republic. As Reckless cowers into a corner, the referee tries to get in between the two, Rodriguez stays calm, cool and collective, allowing Reckless some breathing space.
Reckless slowly makes his way back into the center of the ring where Rodriguez wants to lock up, but before doing so, he turns his back and turns his attention to some fans. This though proves not to be the wisest move on Reckless' part as Rodriguez is quick to grab a waist lock and lift the much lighter Reckless up and over with a german suplex, he rolls him over and covers him. 1.....2.......No only a 2 count as Reckless manages to get his shoulder up off the mat.
As Rodriguez pulls Reckless up to his feet, he irish whips him into the corner of Calvin Lee. As Lee holds Reckless, shouting instructions to Rodriguez, Rodriguez comes full speed at Reckless but is met with a forearm from Lee, as a tag has been made.
Lee makes his way through the ropes and begins to unleash a flurry of forearm shots to the face, capping it off with a roaring elbow that sends Rodriguez reeling into one of the abandoned corners. As Lee snapmares him out of the corner into a seated position, Calvin begins to unload vicious elbow shots, even going as far as to stop and toss his elbow pad off, so he could enflict more damage on Rodriguez.
Lee looks to capitalize on the damage done, and stops to pin Rodriguez, but just barely gets a one count. Upset with the count, he hoists Rodriguez up into a vertical bases and connects with a european uppercut that sends Rodriguez into the ropes, as Lee hits another one, and Rodriguez falls back into the ropes again, so Lee hits him once more. But this time Rodriguez lands on the ropes only to come back on the rebound with a vicious lariat that send Lee up and over. As Rodriguez collapses to the mat, both men slowly make there way to seperate corners. Lee looking to pull himself up, but Rodriguez making the tag to Thunder.
Thunder aware that Lee is still abit out of it after that lariat, quickly looks to take advantage as he attempts to lock in a cobra stretch. Lee does everything he can not to allow Thunder the chance to lock it in. Thunder instead twirls Lee around, right into an ace crusher. Thunder makes the cover. 1.......2........No only a 2 count as Lee still not sufficently weakened enough to be beat.
Thunder waits for Lee to get up before catching him with a hard right hand, but Lee returns with a shot of his own. Thunder with another vicious punch, but Lee once again responds with one of his own. This time Thunder decides to run off the ropes, as he goes for a clothesline that is ducked. He turns around and finds himself on the recieving end of his own death valley driver, as Lee spikes Thunder into the mat and covers him. 1.....2......No only a 2 count as both Rodriguez and Reckless charge the ring.
Lee doesn't take kind to the interference and targets the much smaller Reckless. As he grabs him in a bearhug, he tosses Reckless over the top rope and hard to the floor with a over the head belly to belly suplex.
Lee still feeling he had the match won sets his sights next on Rodriguez and just carelessly tosses him over the top rope, but Rodriguez hangs on.
Slapping Lee on the back, Calvin turns his attention back to Rodriguez, but in one swift move finds himself on the outside. After he is hip tossed over the top rope to the outside.
As Rodriguez realizes that now all he has to worry about is Thunder, he springs off the top rope into a crossbody, as he covers Thunder the referees begins the count. 1......2......No only a 2. As Thunder quickly tries to get to his feet, Rodriguez charges at him with a running knee lift that sends Thunder hard into the corner. As Thunder holds his back in pain, Rodriguez calls for the Brooklyn Back Breaker, but somehow Thunder escapes it.
As Calvin seems to have recovered from his spill to the fall, Lee rushes into the ring and grabs ahold of Rodriguez. He calls for the burning hammer, and hits it to perfection, as Rodriguez lay on the mat motionless, Lee makes the cover. But the referee tells him that he is not the legal man. Before Lee has much time to react, he is hit with a exploder suplex by Thunder.
As Thunder realizes that Rodriguez is out, he covers him. 1.......2...........3!
Your Winner by Pinfall, Thunder
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{After the match, we fade into the backstage area. In front of the WFWF logo is Stacy Grey, holding a microphone while standing next to EBR.}
Stacy Grey: I’m here with EBR-
EBR: Holla.
Stacy Grey: Who made his return last week at Forever Unscarred, defeating Calvin Lee. EBR, can I get your opinions on the match?
EBR: I’m better than Calvin, so I won.
{A brief moment goes by.}
Stacy Grey:…Anything else?
EBR: Don’t think so.
Stacy Grey: One of the big questions regarding your return is “why”? Did you simply return because of Calvin Lee?
EBR: All due respect to good ‘ol Calvin, I surely wouldn’t come back from a six month retirement simply to face him in, what’s to me, a throwaway match.
Stacy Grey: Actually, you were only retired from around three to four months.
{EBR squints.}
EBR: Uh…shut up?
Stacy Grey: Sorry.
EBR: Nappy headed hoe.
Stacy Grey: I’m white.
EBR: I guess I don’t see race as much as you do. Bigot.
Stacy Grey:
EBR: As I was saying, Calvin doesn’t mean enough to make me return. I have a mixture of unfinished business, and of course, things that due to recent activity I now have to fix. Frankly, Calvin was nothing more than a convenient segway.
Stacy Grey: Specifically, where do you go from here?
EBR: Well, logically it’d be best to start with the easiest and work my way up. Just from a moral stand point, I never lost my Tag Team Title per se…
Stacy Grey: Is this you challenging Yukio Blaze?
EBR: Not yet. When I challenge him, he’ll know. Of course, I only own the right to my title. If that means Yukio wants to just hand me over his spare, or I have to face him straight up to get mine back then so be it. Either works fine for me. However, I’m a man of respect and dignity for the WFWF and its history. I understand, and expect, that I won’t get a straight up title shot even though by merit I’ve earned it more than any of these other cats. If I have to work my way up, defeat various Tag Team representatives, whatever.
Stacy Grey: Wouldn’t you need a partner to hold the titles?
EBR: As mentioned, I only want my half of the belts. Besides, the WFWF apparently has no problem having one man hold these said belts. I certainly can’t fathom why they’d care if a Tag Team Title match only involved two combined participants.
Stacy Grey: But Yukio Blaze won the titles in a handicap match-
EBR: I’m not Yukio Blaze. More power to him. He gets my respect for beating two men at once. But let’s be clear; Blaze’s precedent has no effect on me. I’m not going to go in the ring two on one against the Axis, or any of these other tag teams that briefly occupy the WFWF. Look, the WFWF can give me a partner, make me pick, or just hand me over the belt I never lost. It makes no difference to me. It doesn’t matter how it goes about, as long as I get it back it’s all good. Even then, that’s just a matter of when, not if.
Stacy Grey: Well, thank you for joining me-
EBR: It’s cool, homie.
Stacy Grey: That’s very unprofessional.
EBR: No one cares what you think.
{We begin to fade out, only overhearing the conversation.}
Stacy Grey: You’re an ass.
EBR: Dyke.
Stacy Grey: That’s just offensive.
EBR Walks off as the focuse is now back in the arena
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The arena lights dim and “Lights Out” by Sugar Cult players over the speakers as a movie style number count appears on the big screen counting down from 5 to 1 before “Dead Living” cuts in on the sound system and a small amount of white pyros explode in the entrance way. Seconds after the pyros end, Johnny Michaels jumps through the smoke onto the stage. Michaels slowly makes his way ringside, but gets jumped from behind by Kurt Burton. Burton sends the Movie Man down onto the entrance ramp and begins to pummel Michaels with shots to the back of the head. Burton takes a bottle of Jack Daniels, grabs Michaels by the hair, takes a good swig and fires it out onto Michael’s face. Burton takes another good swig, downs it, and tosses it aside.
Singles Match
Kurt Burton vs Johnny 'The Movie Man' Michaels
With both men ringside, Burton takes the Movie man and sends him sternum-first into the security rail with an Irish whip. Burton charges forward, the Movie Man sidesteps and hooks Burton over with a hip toss; sending Burton over to the first row. Somewhat dazed, Burton motion back to Michaels, but Michaels cuts him off with a forearm smash. Michael leaps onto the security rail, balances himself over, and nails Burton with a missile dropkick, pushing Burton even deeper into the crowd. Michaels takes Burton and drags him back ringside, but clips Michaels with spear; pushing him back against the security rail. Burton hoists Michaels and impales him through the security rail, crotch-first. Michaels screams in agony, Burton takes a chair and nails it over the Movie man’s skull.
Michaels motions into the ring; Burton throws a chair into the ring before sliding inside. The referee mcalls for the bell and both men enter into a tie-up, Burton breaks the tie-up with a kick to the mid-section, but Michaels catches Burton’s boot; Michaels attempts a wheel kick, misses and hits the ground, Burton strikes with a leg drop and locks on the Feedback. He shoves a knee onto Michaels’ spine and tightens the hold. Michaels pushes himself towards the ropes, but Burton drives a knee into Michaels’ spine. Using every ounce of strength in him, Michaels begins to stand, but Burton refuses to break lose. Michaels continues to rise and rams Burton to the turnbuckle; Burton refuses to release. Michaels hits the ropes, and the referee breaks the hold. Burton takes the chair, but Michaels rises fast, and knocks Burton with a dropkick; the chair clashing with Burton's face. Burton exits the ring, but The Movie Man takes air, and knocks Burton down with a suicide dive from the top rope.
Michaels shoves Burton back into the ring and slides back in. But quickly, Burton takes the Movie Man and shoves a vicious shot to Michaels’ gut. Burton hoists Michaels and plants him with a reverse atomic drop; still holding on, Burton hits Michaels with another reverse atomic drop, pushes him overhead and drops him with belly-to-back suplex- bridges it for the cover.
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The Movie Man kicks out, but still has a lock over Burton; Michaels floats over and drops Burton with a modified sitdown powerbom; Michaels holds on for the cover.
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Kurt Burton kicks out. Michaels sends Burton to the turnbuckle and charges forward with a clothesline, but Burton holds onto the ropes and leaps himself behind the charging Michaels; Michaels leaps into the turnbuckle and drives back into Burton and takes him down with a modified tornado ddt. Burton slides out of the ring, looking for some time to recuperate. Not wasting any time, Michaels slides out of the ring, clips Burton from behind and shoves him back into the ring. Michaels leaps onto the top rope in the center of the ring, from there he springs up to turn in the air and lands back on ropes again before leaping back into the ring for the Rated R; but Burton quickly sidesteps; Michaels lands back on the canvass on both feet, but Burton takes him down with a reverse ddt and locks on a dragon sleeper; taking the Movie man’s free hand with his free arm, Burton quickly shifts the hold into a jujitsu armbar. Michaels desperately pushes himself to the ropes, but Burton rolls over and positions the Movie Man back in the middle of the ring. Michaels floats over Burton and, in a stunning display of pure athleticism, counters the armbar into a Director’s Cut. Michaels tightens the hold.
Burton appears close to tapping out. The Movie Man rises, holding Burton with him, and sends Burton into the ropes. Burton charges back, Michaels hits the air and connects with Burton and motions for the Extended Edition and nails it; but Burton manages to leach onto Michaels and drops him with a Urinagi.
Both men are out.
The referee begins the ten count.
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No Contest.
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Veni, Vidi, Vici
Veni, Vidi, Vici. I Came, I Saw, I Conquered.
I Did All That Was Asked of Me, and Given Up Much More.
Not a Title Belt, a Violent Feud, or An Untimely Injury, Could Prevent My Crimson Existence.
As My Ascension Came When I Was At My Finest, Forever Unscarred... I Don't Define That, I Defined That.
I Will Not Quit Just Yet, Failure I've Long Endured.
Veni, Vidi, Vici. I Came. I Saw. And Damnit, I Conquered.
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