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WFWF Revolution Results: March 23rd Mar 23, 2014 7:13:31 GMT -5

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Post by Rated R on Mar 23, 2014 7:13:31 GMT -5

Yeah, let me get an order of EXTRA LOUD FIREWORKS, a side of EXTRA BRIGHT LIGHTS, uh...a SUPER-SIZED CROWD, and toss in some MEGA LOUD CHEERS, 'cause this show's about to be off the hook, son!

Alecia Matthews: Welcome everyone to the Time Warner Cable arena in scenic Charlotte, North Carolina! This is Revolution!

Samael Ahriman: The final Revolution, no less, as we head in, full force, to the biggest show this industry has to offer!

Cameron Stone: This is the last stop on the long road to Superbrawl!

Samael Ahriman: After tonight, the stage will be set, with all eyes focused solely on the center ring of pro-wrestling.

Alecia Matthews: And we're diving in head first tonight, as the freshly matched pairing of Kyle Matthews and Mason "The Line" Dixon will try to gain the upper hand on at least one of the three teams they'll face in a bid for championship gold at Superbrawl as they try to put the hurt on Jayson Garrett in tonight's opening bout!

Cameron Stone:And with that mouthful said, we should be ready to start any minute now, right?

Cameron Stone's query is answered with the strum of a heavily distorted, unpolished guitar riff. The lights in the arena dim to a dark, rich green hue. The Tunatron displays a pair of clenched fists coming to be pressed together, the word "SKINHEAD" tattooed across the four knuckles on show, as "Romper Stomper" by the Transplants kicks into high gear, backed by a rapid fire break beat.

Samael Ahriman: We should be, Cam, but I'm fairly certain that this isn't indicative of Garrett or our newest tandem.

Alecia Matthews: Seriously! Who back there is gonna have the stones to just interrupt the go home show on the road to the biggest event of the year?!

As if our guest came prepared to answer all queries posed by the commentary team, David Brennan steps out from behind the curtain into the bright as day shine of a lone spotlight centered on the stage atop the ramp. The arrival of the morally questionable, yet all too familiar, gone all too long former member of The New Epoch brings the sold out crowd to their feet, emitting a thunderous roar to rival the very start of the show itself.

Cameron Stone: This crowd is lit! They, uh....they do remember who this guy is, right?

Samael Ahriman: His exploits as a member of The New Epoch are certainly not lost on this commentary team.

Alecia Matthews: Still, unexpected returns are always fun.

Samael Ahriman: Unwelcome returns, maybe...

Brennan continues to stride down the ramp, out of step to the tempo of the music, smirking as the crowd gives him an unwarranted hero's welcome. He stops at the foot of the ring, taking in the sheer size and scope of the capacity crowd, before ascending the steps, climbing into the ring, and calling for a microphone as his piercing entrance theme fades. Centered in the ring, facing the camera side of the crowd, that arrogant smirk cracks again, as the crowd continues to shower the very same David Brennan - complete down to the combat boots, black boot cut jeans, black denim vest over a black "Sam Black Church" hoodie (so much black for a guy everyone used to think was racist), and of course, that signature shaved dome, now almost showing a semblance of hair as it's since been graced by an inker's needle.

The crowd finally dies down enough to warrant the former number one contender a chance to speak.

David Brennan: So this is the Revolution....

His words are hushed, almost a calm mutter. The crowd hangs on and responds to every word.

David Brennan: ....I'll tell you what, Charlotte - you guys have really got something of a threshold. You paid - what? Sixty? Seventy? A hundred?! More?! To sit here, at the last big go before it all comes to a head at Superbrawl, and swallow up what little they've got to give you? Sh*t, man...that's some tolerance.

Cameron Stone: Can he say that on television?

Alecia Matthews: I'd wager it's only going to get worse.

David Brennan: Now, the last time I stood in this ring, after wiping Tommy Staxx off the bottom of my boots, I was one Jewish Hobo and a three count away from the top tier in this business. Even now, to look back on it, that's a lot to walk away from. I put a lot of stock in myself - I figured it would take some top shelf sh*t to knock Philbo off his rocker...

Alecia Matthews: Hey, back off you piece of....urgh! Scarlett Quinn is a legend in this company.

Brennan's tone is escalating now.

David Brennan: Sure enough, right on three accounts. Three people! It took a triad of Mak Cross, Cam Nitta, and Scarlett f*cking Quinn to replace one David f*cking Brennan!!

...annnnnd he's yelling now. The crowd is eating it up.

David Brennan: For almost two years, you people have been dropping three figures, and downing the absolute bottom of the barrell that Trace Demon and company have to feed you! How many more Andrew Carters, Devilkillers Lincoln Dinas, and Mason Dixons are you going to let them throw at you before you start smelling the bullsh*t?! Week after week, it's the same old story - "this young skid mark has such potential". If there's a more vomit inducing word that this company spews out week after week that isn't Trace Demon, then I haven't heard it. You've let this company go to a man who's going to strap the belt on himself, then sign contracts with a bottomless pen and talk about all the raw potential of the revolving door of an undercard that he's going to pad the floor with to make sure nobody gets their hands on his precious fool's gold!!!

Samael Ahriman: He, ah...certainly doesn't have a fixed target in mind tonight, does he?

Camerone Stone: At least he's not drunk? Is he drunk? I can't tell...

Brennan stops to take a breath, the smirk having long left the vicinity of his face. In its place is an all too familiar furrowed brow and a scowl that has become synonymous with the name David Brennan.

David Brennan: So open your wallets, Charlotte. You too, New York. Boston, Calgary, Daytona, the whole world - open your wallets and fish out three, four, five figures for the chance to see Trace Demon dance around all the backwoods, gang bangin', has-been potential that he's put in place to keep himself at the top of the game that he holds all the pieces to. The fact is, Trace has created such a safe, cozy, and soft product trying to keep the rings revolving around him with breaking his delicate little shell, that there isn't a single Dex, Solomon Crow, or Kyle Matthews that would know a fight if it stepped into the ring and knocked them on their ass. Two years ago I walked away from it a spot that no one headed into that Cell at Superbrawl could have taken away from me - hell, it wasn't for lack of some of them trying. I walked away because the state of that spot was such that they were throwing the likes of Tommy Staxx at me, offering him the spot in my stead if he could just knock me down.

Samael Ahriman: Ah, so now it comes out...

Brennan turns now to face the stage, resting his haunches on the top rope, now addressing the entire WFWF locker room. He speaks softly, now almost solemnly muttering, his words very matter-of-fact.

David Brennan: Now, I know there aren't enough stones back there to get any one of you to come down and shut my ass up. I know this because two years ago, I left a contract, with all the signatures in place but my own, guaranteeing whoever could come down and fill that line in with their name a shot at Phillip Schneider's world title, and no one came for it. You all sat on your hands and waited for someone to give it to you, just like you're gonna sit on your hands and wait until someone forces you to actually get in a fighting mentality and step into the ring with the Final Epoch. For years you all talked about how David Brennan hid in the shadow of the real show - Michael Kyzer, and Drakz. Well, looking around, I make two, very astute observations. Michael Kyzer, the backstabbing cheat, is nowhere to be found, and Drakz, as much as it pains me to say, has gone softer than f*cking soft. Even still - no Kyzer, Drakz waiting for Trace Demon to pull the string that lets him get hard - and no answer. Whether you stand with him, or against him, you are all the safe, softened product of Trace Demon's complete and utter sh*t show, and until one of you comes down and puts me in my place, none of you has any room to say otherwise.

Stepping away from the ropes, Brennan stuffs one hand into the front pocket of his pullover hoodie, falling into a slouch that's more becoming of the David Brennan the world remembers.

David Brennan: Look - I've said my piece. No one's coming out, so let's close on something of a personal note. Maybe take the tension off some precious little snowflake in the back, and make 'em wanna come out here and show their worth. Maybe...just maybe...it'd set some minds at ease if we took away the propensity for the sudden outbursts of violence, and told everyone that, like Drakz the obedient, David Brennan comes to you tonight a new man. Clean, sober, and of sound body and mind.

Forwhatever reason, this strikes a nerve with the crowd, who errupt in a thunderous fury of boos and jeers. Brennan lets them have at it, responding as they finally die down, out of breath, with the return of that arrogant smirk.

David Brennan: Well...it might - but this isn't that kind of comeback!

The crowd about faces into a thunderous cheer of approval as Brennan's music hits, the returning vagrant plucking a green longneck from his front pocket, ripping the cap clean off with his teeth before climbing the nearest turnbuckle, hoisting the bottle to toast the crowd before tilting it back and downing the contents in one fell swoop, tossing the empty to a spectator in the front row. Climbing down to the outside of the ring, Brennan exits the arena up the ramp, arms spread wide, facing not the crowd, but the backstage area, as if beckoning someone to answer the call. He reaches the stage, hanging his head in shame at the fact that no one has come, then shrugs his shoulders, stepping behind the curtain and out of sight.

Alecia Matthews: Great...just what this company needed...another New Epoch..Epochian? Guy back.

Samael Ahriman: I believe he referred to himself as the Final Epoch?

Cameron Stone: Look, is he done taking up air time? Can we move on? We do plan to have wrestling...on our wrestling show, right? Right?

Alecia Matthews: Right...without further interruption, I think we can finally get on with our opening bout.

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WFWF Revolution Results: March 23rd Mar 23, 2014 7:14:09 GMT -5

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Alecia Matthews: Well we’re going to kick off tonight’s action with a very interesting bout indeed, Jayson Garrett pitted against both Kyle Matthews and Mason Dixon.

Samael Ahriman: This match was made because of Garrett’s own arrogance, he thinks he can do it all on his own, now he’s getting the chance.

The bell rings and we are underway here in the handicap match. Dixon starts off with Jayson and they lock up, Garrett gaining early control with a wrist lock. Dixon rolls through getting out of it, but is greeted with a back elbow and quick cover for one. Dixon ducks a clothesline, springs off the ropes, and hits a big springboard crossbody and makes his first cover! One, two, no, only a two count there. To keep himself fresh, he tags in his partner Kyle Matthews and Kyle hits an elbow to the exposed midsection of Jayson. While Garrett writhes in pain, Matthews lays out the left arm and knees in three times before bringing him up, wringing it, and then hitting it with an elbow.

Samael Ahriman: You just saw that quick tag right there and that’s important, they’re using the numbers game and keeping themselves fresh.

Alecia Matthews: They might be new but they’re showing talent.

While Garrett lies on the mat, Kyle spends some time applauding himself before going right back to work, stretching out the arm. Kyle tags in Mason while still applying the submission and Mason quickly stomps Garrett into the mat. As Jayson starts to sit up, Mason drops him right back down with a shining wizard, but he only gets two again. Garrett ducks an enziguri and drops an elbow on the back of Dixon. Getting some separation, he backs into a corner and shakes out the arm and it seems to be working to his satisfaction, but Dixon tags back in Kyle who charges, but Garrett rolls away from the corner and lays into Kyle with ten corner punches, with the crowd booing at each punch, before rolling Kyle out of the ring and, following a dropkick knocking Mason off the ring, takes to the skies with a huge no-handed suicide dive! The crowd is mixed with cheers and boos, but seems to still be in shock after that great move.

Samael Ahriman: What a move by Jayson Garrett, and that’s the kind of move we’re going to see at Superbrawl!

Alecia Matthews: Only with tables, ladders, chairs and another five men thrown into the mix.

Kyle is rolled back in and covered, one, two, nope, only a two-count. Garrett slides over to grab Kyle in for a sharpshooter, but he wiggles to the ropes and, behind the referee’s back, Dixon lands a cheap shot in the ring on Garrett, that getting a huge chorus of boos from the crowd. Kyle gets back up to his feet and lays into Garrett again once more with stomps, keeping some focus on the battered arm. Mason tags in once more and headbutts the gut of Jayson. Off that, Mason hits a vertical suplex then a knee drop, but only gets two there.

He pounds on the mat, but does let Jayson get too far away from him and picks him up, looking for a DDT, but it’s countered into a dropkick. Jayson looks beaten up, but Mason gets mad at that move and lifts Garrett up, but Jayson drop-toe holds him into the second turnbuckle and dropkicks the back, standing on it afterward for some added pressure. Garrett then takes to the top rope and hits a clothesline off the top, then runs and spears Kyle off the ring apron! Cover, one, two, KICKOUT! Garrett gets frustrated now and a set up for the GoldenEye, but Mason squirms out, roll-up, ONE, TWO, NO! Just two! Jumping back kick from Dixon, that only gets two! Fast and furious action!

Alecia Matthews: A fantastic counter by the young Dixon, and so far we’ve seen no signs of discontent between he and his partner.

Samael Ahriman: They’re far from the best team in the world, but two young guys gunning for the tag titles? I’ve heard of less winning gold.

Kyle is back up on the ring apron and is begging to be tagged in, which Dixon obliges to. He runs at Jayson, rolling elbow connects! One, two, NO! Garrett will not go down, but Kyle looks for another rolling elbow, but Garrett dropkicks his knee out, standing moonsault to the back! ONE, TWO, NO! Kyle won’t go down either! Garrett lifts him up and using the ropes for some adding momentum, hits a forearm to the jaw knocking down Matthews. Jayson falls down from exhaustion as well and crawls over to a corner using the ropes to pick himself up. They get up at the same time, Garrett charges, but Kyle counters with a scoop slam and sets up the GTS. He doesn’t get to lift him as Garrett played possum, spin kick to the gut, running dropkick, he ascends to the top rope, but Mason distracts him and Kyle knocks him to his butt and lifts him up for the GTS, but a backslide counter for Garrett gets two only.

As Kyle gets to a seated position, Garrett hits him with a sitting roundhouse kick! Now Mason charges into the ring, but Garrett, learning from his previous mistakes, is ready and hits him with a Royal Monarchy, and fells Kyle with a Pele Kick! Garrett takes flight, EGADS! ONE, TWO, THREE! DING DING DING!

Christa Adina: And your winner… Jayson Garrett!

Alecia Matthews: A huge victory for Garrett, backing up his arrogance with results.

Samael Ahriman: Can Chase Landon do the same thing though?

We head backstage to a corridor that basically looks like all the rest, the decorating budget doesn’t extend to long, endless space it seems. There Trace Demon, the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship slung over his shoulder, stands in mid-conversation with Cameron Stone, our resident poutine loving commentator.

Cameron Stone: Last Revolution, I showed respect to you, and got out of the ring when you asked me to. Before that, in my Q&A that leaked online, I praised you're talent and ability. I don't like you, but I've been generally respectful. Now, I want the professional respect returned. I want Penny Shannon at Superbrawl. Unless of course you need her to take out all of your opponents for you, in that case, I can always just find her backstage. But you're a smart business guy. You remember what I've done to guys like Justin Tyme in the past. Making this match is best for business.

Trace ponders the idea for a moment.

Trace Demon: Well we both know I’m big on what’s best for business, and after she slaughters Scarlett tonight Shannon’s gonna need an opponent. Can’t say I expected that opponent to be a washed up announcer but hey, why the hell not.

Cameron Stone: I am not washed up.

Trace Demon: Chill out Stone, you got your match, be ha-

Lila Sleater: When are you going to learn Trace.

The two men both turn their attention to behind Demon where Lila Sleater, the general manager of the WFWF, approaches with a smirk.

Lila Sleater: You don’t have the power to make decisions like that anymore, you’re not allowed to book matches, especially not when it comes to the biggest show of the year. Cameron, you’ve got your match, but only because I like the idea of Trace’s lackey getting her ass kicked by this so called washed up announcer here and, just to make sure she can’t play any part in the Superbrawl main event I’m making it a Hardcore match! That way the two of you can beat the hell out of each other… and then Trace here can get the hell beat out of him. Sounds good to everyone? Good.

And as Trace silently fumes Lila Sleater walks off with a big, screw you smile on her face. Cameron watches her go.

Cameron Stone: I like her.

Trace looks at Cameron, very much a classic sitcom moment going on right here.

Trace Demon: Shut up.

And as Trace walks off, that same look of fury still upon his face.

Cameron Stone: Aw man, don’t hate the player, hate the game!

Cam shrugs his shoulders and heads off in the opposite direction, the crowd getting an audible chuckle out of the entire exchange, but there’s still something important to be gathered. At Superbrawl it will be Cameron Stone vs. Penny Shannon in a Hardcore match. Cut to commercials.

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WFWF Revolution Results: March 23rd Mar 23, 2014 7:14:53 GMT -5

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"Sound of Madness" by Shinedown hits as Cameron Stone steps out onto the stage. Decked out in his #23 Sean Monahan Calgary Flames hockey jersey, he has a forced smile on his face as he begins making his way down the ramp, high fiving some fans, though less enthusiasticly than you might expect. Reaching the ring, Stone walks around it over to the commentary table, where he nods to Samuel and Alecia, shaking both their hands before grabbing a microphone and moving up the steel steps, and climbing through the ropes into the ring. His music dies, and Stone waits a moment for the crowd to settle, before finally addressing them.

Cameron Stone: Some of you may be wondering why I'm coming down to the ring to my old music. Rest assured, there is a reason for that. I am now officially going to be going one on one with Penny Shannon at Superbrawl, in an Ultraviolent Match.

The crowd buzzes in excitement of the news announced earlier, and Stone once more waits until they settle down before continuing on.

Cameron Stone: The old music signifies an unexpected return to what I used to do, I felt it was an appropriate choice. You see, I'm sure you all remember when I first came into the WFWF, I was a little, shall we say, crazy. I wanted nothing more than to simply hurt my opponents. But I've changed. I have friends. A lovely girlfriend named Christy who I've tried to keep away from this business. I even came back in a non wrestler role on commentary. It let me stay in the business I loved, but also let me preserve my sanity and health. Because I have had a lot of health problems that I can attribute to my former tendencies in the ring. But I'm a different man now. I will however, always speak my mind. And that leads us to Penny Shannon.

The crowd boos a little bit, and Stone's smile widens.

Cameron Stone: I made some remarks in a Q&A in Calgary that made their way onto WFWF.com, and I also have made some remarks on commentary that can be considered biased. I admit that. I'm totally biased. I will say what is on my mind, always have, always will. Shannon, however, took things too far by attacking me at the commentary table. And then, she went to try to injure my friend Shawn Malakai.

At the mention of Malakai, the crowd pops huge, and Stone smiles even wider, and nods his head acknowledging them.

Cameron Stone: That was when I decided enough was enough. I got up and speared the living hell out of the wench!

The screen cuts to a replay of last week, showing Shannon diving onto Stone, and him returning the favor with the vicious spear, and trying unsuccessfully to hit the Cam Slam.

Cameron Stone: Some might say that makes us even. But I don't want to get even. I want to beat some respect into Penny Shannon! She's been going around, beating the hell out of people like Malakai and Scarlett Quinn. At the rate she's going, she's going to get involved in the title match at Superbrawl. I want to do my best to discourage her from taking that course of action. The best way to do that is to take her out myself at Superbrawl. I've been around for 3 years on and off in the WFWF, and I haven't really had what you'd call a shining "Superbrawl Moment". Well, I think it's time to change that. I didn't want the Ultraviolent stipulation, but I can manage. I'm not crazy anymore. Going back to the life once won't cause me to lose myself. I won't lose Christy. I'm walking through the curtain at Superbrawl, and doing the job that needs to be done ,and when I walk out of that arena, I'll be myself again. Maybe taking this match is a risk, but if there is no risk, there is no reward. I will end Penny Shannon, and it won't even be much of a fight.

Cameron Stone drops his mic, and makes his way to the ropes, but before he can step out of the ring, "Fast and Frightening" begins playing, and Cameron stops dead in his tracks, staring intently up to the stage as Penny Shannon makes her way through the curtain, microphone in hand. Her music stops, and she stays up on the ramp, as Cameron Stone motions for her to bring it. Laughing, Penny just shakes her head, and raises the microphone to her lips.

Penny Shannon: Uh uh Stone. I'm not coming down into the ring right now. Don't mistake it for cowardice, it's simply intelligence. You're a full foot taller than me, and you're built like a tank. And you're already in the ring, growling and ready to go. Walking in there would be playing to your strengths and desires, so I'm not going to do it. We can save that for Superbrawl, when you'll be playing into MY hands.

The crowd, upon realizing they won't be getting a good brawl here, begin to boo, and Cameron Stone begins pacing back and forth in the ring, looking pissed off.

Penny Shannon: You know, it's a shame you were on one of your sabbaticals when I joined the WFWF, and that I didn't join at the same time as you. I watched your stuff when you came in for the first time back in 2011. It was some good stuff. Just the right amount of crazy. Back then, you and I could have gotten into some trouble, and we might have even been on the same side back then. You would have been fun to roll with. But sadly, you had to go and grow up. But that simmering rage is still inside of you. You claim you can unleash it in the match, and then go back to your life as normal, but can you really? I mean, aren't you afraid of possible relapse? This is kind of like a recovering alcoholic going into a bar because he needs to take a leak. He'll pass by all that booze and suddenly, the resolve is gone, and so is he. And at Superbrawl, I think the same thing is going to happen to you. You'll lose all self control in the match, and go feral. And once the bell rings at the end, you won't go back. And to make matters worse, through the entirety of the match, these thoughts, your friends, your girlfriend, are all going through your mind. you'll be thinking of not letting everyone down, and you won't be focused. And because of that, you'll lose. So you basically have two choices Stone. Lose the match, or lose yourself. Maybe instead of slamming me at every opportunity, you should have come and asked to join up with me instead. That way, you'd be strong instead of just being a weak little dog. Just some food for though. See you at Superbrawl Stone,

Penny's music hits once more as smirking, she steps backwards through the curtain out of sight, leaving Cameron Stone fuming inside of the ring screaming up to where Penny had been moments before.

Alecia Matthews: Well strong words from both Cameron Stone and Penny Shannon there, but we’ve got more action to get to right now.

Samael Ahriman: Oh yeah, Joe Bishop and Chase Landon, two guys who’ll both be fighting for gold at Superbrawl, going one on one.

The arena lights go dark as 'Lose It' blasts around the arena. After a few seconds Joe Bishop emerges in the entrance way. The three time National Champion looks completely focused on the task at hand, ignoring the mixed response he receives from the WFWF fans. Bishop climbs up the ring steps and enters the ring, a determined look in his eyes as he awaits his opponent.

Alecia Matthews: Looks like Stone is going to join us once again, sure you’re up for this after being shown up by a girl?

Cameron Stone: Shut up, Penny ain’t no girl, she’s a monster and I’m gonna slay her at Superbrawl.

Chase makes his way to the ring at a slow pace and with a stern look on his face. Half way down the aisle he pauses, points to the sky and bows his head. He continues walking to the ring with his head bowed. He rolls into the ring and springs up. He points at each corner of the ring and again points to the sky. He bows his head and the lights go out for five seconds.

Alecia Matthews: And here we go, both of these men have so much to gain at Superbrawl and momentum is key.

Samael Ahriman: Nobody wants to go into one of the biggest matches of their career off the back of a loss.

The bell loudly rings throughout the arena, signalling the beginning of this bout. The match begins with both competitors gazing into one another. Analysing the situation carefully, Chase Landon soon bursts up to Bishop levelling him to the ground with a hard felt short arm clothesline. Landon is quick to his feet; Bishop on the other hand slowly rolls around away from the dangerous brawler in Chase. Bishop eventually gets on his feet as he's awakened by a massive fist aimed directly at his mouth, luckily Bishop somehow counters the punch. Bishop grabs Landon’s arm and throws him towards the turnbuckle, which leaves Landon groggy. Bishop walks closer, attempting to use that as an advantage. The tactical Landon soon evades Bishops multiple strikes and punches his way away from the turnbuckle.

Samael Ahriman: It’s been a back and forth opening so far, but one of these men have to do something big and gain the advantage.

Cameron Stone: Easier said than done.

Landon has Bishop locked in a headlock. Chase soon finds the strength and eventually picks up Bishop, he's attempting to hit his finisher the “Stalling Falcon Arrow!” Bishop appears to be doomed as Landon holds him straight up in the air like a plank. But Bishop hasn't given up hope yet. His fury of punches is wearing Landon down, he may be able to escape the powerful maneuver. Landon has had enough; the man simply cannot take anymore abuse. Landon falls to the ground with Bishop somehow landing on two feet. Bishop reveals a slight smirk as he bends his knees and attempts to hit a high-flying maneuver known as the shooting star press. He jumps in the air, holding back his legs and completely flipping backwards. The downed Chase Landon has no way of escape. Bishop comes down on Landon, he executed the move to perfection. The ropes shake up and down as Landon appears to be lifeless.

Cameron Stone: What a move, Bishop went up high and Landon might have a couple broken ribs after that one.

Joe holds his gut after being inflicted with recoil damage. He slowly stands up on two feet, pulling Landons hair up with him. Landon is in massive pain, shouting inaudible words as he is pulled up. Hes picked up by the fierceful Bishop. Bishop holds him up straight in the air, much like Landon did to him. He soon falls to his back in the blink of an eye hitting a dangerous suplex onto the almost crippled Landon! Bishop rolls over Landon and attempts the pin! 1.. 2.. Landon somehow finds the strength within him to push over the similar sized Joe Bishop. Landon matches Joe Bishop with a grin of his own as he gets to his feet before Joe. Bishop fearlessly gets up and runs at the confident Landon. He stretches his arm out, attempting a deadly clothesline!

Alecia Matthews: Joe Bishop going for the clothesline, and I’ve got a real feeling that we might be nearing the end of this match.

Samael Ahriman: Both men have shown great fortitude, but there can still only be one winner!

Cameron Stone: Really, the rules haven’t changed in the last five minutes?

The clothesline hits and Landon finds himself on the other side of the ring. The clothesline was massive, nearly taking Landons head off! Bishops tactics are unmatched, he seeks hard hitting moves when he feels threatened towards his opponent. Landon is frozen, laying completely straight on the mat. All Bishop has to do is pin the downed Landon, and that he does. Bishop rolls up Landons leg. Chase is knocked out for sure. 1.. 2.. 3..

DING DING DING!

Christa Adina: And your winner… Joe Bishop!

Alecia Matthews: A huge victory for Joe Bishop, he’s got all the momentum going into Superbrawl now.

The bell rings, to the surprise of many in the audience Joe arises victorious. Bishop slowly stands up giving off another strange grin as he pushes his bangs to the right side of his forehead. The downed Landon attempts to stand but is unable to do so. Joe Bishop is seen slowly leaving the ring, the crowd cheering relentlessly at his victory as we head to a commercial.

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WFWF Revolution Results: March 23rd Mar 23, 2014 7:15:20 GMT -5

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Christa Adina: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome at this time, the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion… Trace… Demon!

The sound of a bullet explodes through the arena before a very familiar theme begins to play, sending the arena lights shutting off one by one. As the opening chords of “Shoot the War Pigs by INHUMANZ begins to blare across the arena six crimson spotlights switch on one by one, each shining down upon a different part of the cheering arena is sequence. One by one each of the spotlights move to the tip of the ramp, combining and showing the first glimpse of the man behind the theme – the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion Trace Demon, standing front and centre with the title around his waist and his rather dashing red leather jacket on. As the song builds to a fever pitch and the rap kicks in he throws his hand up like a gun and pulls the trigger, mouthing “Boom” as a spectacular pyrotechnics display shoots off all around him, notably crimson and gold to signal the champion’s arrival. As the pyrotechnics come to a stop the lights in the arena turn back on, showing a full look at Trace Demon and the title around his waist.

Samael Ahriman: Well this is it, the final show before Superbrawl and before this man defends that WFWF World Heavyweight Championship in a five way Hell in a Cell match, and I think we’re going to get a statement from the champ right now.

Alecia Matthews: After suckering Scarlett Quinn into yet another attack last week he’s got a lot of nerve showing his face.

Trace takes absolutely no notice of the crowd, instead focusing on the beat of the music. He begins rocking his head to it as the crowd watch on in slight amusement, but mostly boos. A lot of boos. He looks down at the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship and gives it a rub, smirking, as he begins to make his way down towards the ring, showing a whole new swagger as he does so. His head rocks, his body rocks, he’s having fun and it’s all so weird. He ignores the fans on either side of him as they attempt to touch the King of Demons, instead focused on the beat and what he has to say tonight. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he heads up the steel ring steps and climbs through the ropes, still showing this oddly charismatic swagger as he does so. He walks across the ring and throws his hand up, signalling for a microphone. One of the stage hand throws one up and he catches it with ease before heading for the corner and leaning against it as his music cuts off.

Cameron Stone: Man you’ve got to let it go, Trace plays mind games, and he’s good at it too. We might not like it but it’s effective and it’s why he has to be the favourite going into Superbrawl.

Samael Ahriman: The favourite right now maybe, but we’ve still got an eight man tag team match scheduled for later tonight, the momentum could certainly shift.

Trace waits for the crowd to die down as he fiddles with his jacket. Once it’s quiet enough he looks out at them.

Trace Demon: I’m sure you all want to boo me for last week, so let’s get it out of the way shall we?

Trace holds his arms out almost signalling for the crowd to boo and they don’t disappoint, raining heat down upon him. Trace just stands there, signalling for them to get it all out of their system. When they eventually quieten down he continues.

Trace Demon: Bet that felt pretty good right? Well good, now you can shut up and let me talk.

Some fan in the front row doesn’t seem to agree.

Fan: You suck!

Trace Demon: Are you deaf? I said sit down, shut up or I will come down there and f*****g break your jaw, got it closet case?

The fan does exactly as he’s told, getting all cowardly and closing his mouth. Trace nods in mock appreciation as several of the people around the fan give a little chuckle at him being shown up.

Trace Demon: I’m not out here to talk about what happened to Scarlett Quinn last week, because it doesn’t matter. What happened to Scarlett is simply representative of what’s going to happen to not only her but all four of my opponents at Superbrawl. I outsmarted her and I left her lying in the middle of the ring. At Superbrawl there’ll be four instead of one but just like last week I’m going to outsmart all of them and leave them lying in the middle of this ring. Well, maybe I’ll leave some in the ring, some on top of the cell and some in the parking lot, I haven’t decided yet, but the end result is going to be the same. I’m going to step inside Hell in a Cell as the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion and I’m going to leave Hell in a Cell as the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion. Not because I’m the best, not because I’m the toughest and not because I’m the most naturally impressive all-rounder this business has ever seen, all of those things are true, but they’re not the reasons I’m going to win at Superbrawl. The reason I’m going to win… is this.

He points to his head, indicating towards the big old brain within.

Trace Demon: See out of all five people who are going to step inside that hellacious structure I am by far the smartest of the bunch, and you can’t even argue against it. Shawn Malakai’s been in this business and he’s never been world champion, why? Because he’s not as smart as me. Thunder hung around far past his sell by date and turned himself into such a joke that people still struggle to take him seriously, why? Because he’s not as smart as me. Scarlett Quinn has been caught out, humiliated and assaulted so many times it’s almost expected at this point, why? Because she’s not as smart as me. And Crow… well Crow lost the WFWF International Championship to Yukio Blaze, why? Because he’s not as smart as me. Every foe I come up against falls because not only can I outwrestle them but more importantly I can outthink them. It doesn’t matter how strong they are, it doesn’t matter how fast they are, it doesn’t matter how skilled they are because I can formulate plan after plan to deal with every single one of those things. All that matters is how smart they are, and if you’ve not caught on yet let me repeat it one more time. They are not as smart as me.

Trace pauses to let the crowd get in a few more boos, looking bored while they’re at it.

Samael Ahriman: I’ll give him credit, he knows how to play the fans perfectly.

Cameron Stone: Can’t let them take over, otherwise you’re entire message is kind of pointless.

Trace Demon: Now to all those people who think that Hell in a Cell puts me at some kind of disadvantage let me point something out to you – this isn’t my first rodeo kids. Hell in a Cell is just another stipulation to me, it means nothing. I’ve been in cells before, I’ll be in them again, I’ve been in cages, war games and hell I’ve been in a damn Tower of Doom and guess what… I’ve won inside them all. All Miss Sleater has done putting me inside the cell is given me three tons of steel to inflict pain and suffering on four of her so called top stars. See everyone likes to claim that this ring is their home but see my home has four walls, a door and a ceiling and at Superbrawl I welcome four guests inside of it. Then I chain that door shut and I paint my house walls with their blood, I plaster my ceiling with their flesh and I build my floors with their bones. By the end of Superbrawl there will be only one man standing tall and it will be me, living in a house built from the broken carcasses of those who dare think they’ve got a chance of taking this title from me. And that my friends, is the truth as decreed by the King of Demons.

”Shoot the War Pigs” hits the system as Trace Demon drops the microphone and heads straight for the ropes, the crowd still getting their heads around the slightly gothic imagery that he just placed in there for them to digest.

Samael Ahriman: Definitely a strong message sent by Trace Demon, but it’ll be a different story at Superbrawl.

Alecia Matthews: He’s made plenty of enemies in this company and he’s going to find out what happens when you get trapped in a cell with all of them.

Cameron Stone: Honestly is he trapped in there with them, or are they trapped in there with him?

As many in the arena ponder that exact question Trace Demon exits through the ropes, dropping down to the floor and heading up the ramp. He pauses momentarily to unstrap the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship from around his waist and lift it up in the air, showing everybody exactly what will be fought for inside Hell in a Cell as the show cuts to commercials.

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WFWF Revolution Results: March 23rd Mar 23, 2014 7:16:36 GMT -5

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Yukio stands in the ring as the WFWF has come back from a commercial.

Alecia Matthews: Well we were expecting a match here tonight between Yukio Blaze and Tommy Staxx, but as we understand Tommy Staxx hasn’t shown up tonight.

Samael Ahriman: Not showing up for your first match back, that’s weak dude.

Yukio Blaze: I thought my first match after winning this championship would mean a whole hell of a lot more. I figured someone would actually want to wrestle me but I guess no-showing is a whole helluva lot better. I guess that is what I'm seen as. I guess I'm seen as a paper champion. I guess I'm seen as the guy that shouldnt even have this championship, let alone be able to actually wrestle a decent match. I guess I'm the sell-out now or maybe I'm looking too far much into this. Maybe Tommy was sick. Maybe he has a family emergency. Maybe someone paid him off. Maybe he is scared. Or maybe, just maybe he is very un-appreciative of what he has in this company. Since day one, I've appreciated every little moment I've had in this company. That would also included hanging bloody from the ceiling and getting my eye put out my a cigar and being thrown off a balcony.

I've lived, breathed, bled, damn near died in this company. Most would have left, but me, no me I've stayed.

Have I overstayed my welcome? Maybe
Am I underrated? Maybe
Am I hated? Maybe
Am I bitter? Maybe

But......but......I'm still here. I'm always ready for a fight. I'm ready for whatever.

I was ready for another championship run.
I was ready for this match.

I'm Ready for the Hall of Fame.
I'm Ready for Superbrawl.
I'm ready for Joe Bishop.
I'm ready to make you famous kid.

I dare you.
I want you.

Joe Bishop.
World.

Prove me wrong.

I'm giving you the chance of a lifetime.

Beat me at Superbrawl.
Take this title away from me.
Say you defeated a Hall of Famer.

Prove that I'm a paper champion.
Prove that my legacy has been for nothing.
The ball is in your court.

I've never walked into Superbrawl as a champion.
I've never walked out of Superbrawl as a champion.

I wanna see if I can leave this company.
I wanna see if you can hold up in this company.

I wanna see if you can replace me.

REPLACE ME BISHOP.

Come on, do it.

Otherwise, you will be like everyone else.......

Danny Vice
Possessed Child
Dr. Macabre
Skyler Stryker

.........You'll just be Counting Stars...

Yukio exits the ring through the crowd. He is interacting with every fan as they are chanting his name as Revolution cuts to a video package.

The lights in the arena dim down as the entrance screen lights up, showcasing multiple words. "Death", "Dead", and "Kill Me" out of blood stick out.

Alecia Matthews: What's going on here?

Samael Ahriman: Is this another guy debuting looking for a championship shot?

The screen fades to black as "Come As You Are" by Nirvana stars playing. It sways the audience until a rocking chair flies from backstage crashing down the entrance ramp, disassembling into a thousand pieces.

Alecia Matthews: Isn't that Solomon's Nest's rocking chair?

Cameron Stone: well, not anymore.

A few moments later, Solomon walks out on the stage with his head hung low and wearing a hoodie. He walks slowly to the ring, stepping on all the chair pieces as he enters.

Samael Ahriman: He doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

Solomon demands for a microphone as he heads to the corner of the ring. He slowly sits down in the corner with his head down low. The lighting once again goes dark as a crimson red spotlight showcases the lugubrious scene.

Solomon: There's an old saying that has resonated throughout my head for the past few weeks: "Do right to the people who do right by you." Somewhere along the way, that saying controlled me. Soothed me. Manipulated me.

The crowd hangs onto every word.

Solomon: I used that saying to express The Nest. My Nest. But it came back and screwed me. Joe Bishop screwed me. I've lost a bit of weight this past week. My International Championship was stolen from me.

Alecia Matthews: Talking about the four way match last week in which Yukio Blaze captured the WFWF International Championship.

Solomon: I've rewatched last week over and over again. Rewind after rewind. And I realized something. I have been used. Joe Bishop has used me. He screwed me over. The guy who gave him a home when all of you never accepted him.

The fans boo.

Solomon: You also want to know who wasn't there for me? Matthew, Lukas and Randye. They all screwed me. I saved them from you. This disgusting world.

The fans boo again.

Solomon: And as I sit here and look towards this sea of human flesh in the audience, I realize that I've truly been saved. By her. She's saved me.

Solomon stands up and heads to the middle of the ring on his knees. Looking up to the sky.

Solomon: She's showed me the light. The way out. She has also showed me who I truly am. I am the sickest son of a b*tch in pro wrestling.

The fans boo again.

Solomon: The Nest is dead to me. Joe, Matthew, Lukas, Randye, Mary. Go f*ck yourselves!

The fans cheer at the explicit.

Solomon: Now that I know who I truly am, I want to express my massive concern about this Sunday at SuperBrawl.... Shawn Malakai, Trace Demon, Thunder, and Scarlett Quinn.

The fans cheer at the names of the opponents.

Solomon: Let it be known, I am not afraid of them. I've proven the past few weeks that I can beat them. All of them. They are just a stepping stone to get that precious WFWF World Championship, for her. She needs a new gem.

The fans boo at the thought of Solomon being champion.

Solomon: All of us men will step into this very WFWF ring and put our bodies on the line in a career shorting Hell in a Cell. We will be put each other through hell. I will beat all of you within an once of your life.

The fans boo again.

Solomon: But who has the most to lose? Scarlett disappoints her daddy. Thunder just loses yet another match. Trace loses his title and remains owner anyways. And Malakai, well he dies. Big deal, right? Wrong.

Solomon now slides out of the ring and searches under the ring, pulling out a little black bag. He slides it in the ring and opens the bag, pulling out a pistol.

Cameron Stone: What the f*ck is he doing?!?

Solomon now places the pistol towards his own head, clutching the trigger and ready to pull. A sick sadistic smile forms as he places the cold gun against his ear.

Solomon: I have the most to lose in this match. I will let her down. I can't let her down. I might as well pull the trigger and show myself as unstable. I am stable, I know what I'm doing. This Sunday at SuperBrawl, I will have a plan of hell for everybody. Death to all.

Solomon clutches the trigger again as Lila Sleater makes her way out on stage with a microphone in hand.

Lila Sleater: Solomon. I advise you to put the gun down. Don't do it. You would burn a sight that will haunt children forever.

Solomon looks at Lila and pulls the trigger. A loud pop emerges from the pistol as Solomon tumbles to the ground in a heap. Sighs of concern emerge from the crowd as the cameras switches immediately to shots of them.

Alecia Matthews: He didn't... Did he really... This can't be...

Cameras return to Lila Sleater on the stage who is now ordering medical attention for the fallen man in the ring. EMTs, Security, Doctors, and Referees all rush down to the ring and slide into the mess. Blood is everywhere as the pistol lays next to the limp body of Solomon. Concern is painted on everybody's faces.

Samael Ahriman: In all my years in this marvelous sport, I have never ever witnessed something like... like this.

Cameron Stone: I can't... Words can't describe the feeling of this building right now. It's just... just silent.

Not a peep from the crowd as a ring crew has come down to ringside to join the clean up party. They're disassembling the ring mat as blood drips down onto their hands outside the ring. This whole ringside area is silent as Lila stands a top the ramp in concern and in disgust. A very loud audible comes from Lila's headset as the WFWF cuts to a commercial…

And the commercial cuts out quickly as the EMTs start to roll Solomon out of the ring onto a stretcher. UNTIL SOLOMON REACHES UP AND PROCEEDS TO CHOKE THE LIVING HELL OUT OF A DOCTOR! Everybody moves back from the resurrected man as Lila looks on in disgust. Solomon grabs a nearby EMT and sends him crashing to the mat with a Baptism by Fire! The blood in the ring bouncing off the mat with the collision as the rest of the medical team, security, and referees leave the ringside area in a hurry. Solomon swims in the blood now to retrieve a microphone.

Solomon: Lila! I'm stable.

Solomon drops the microphone into the pool of blood before laying down in it and performing a few blood angels as Lila looks on in disgust. She signals to the back to figure something out as the screen fades into a commercial, for real this time.

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WFWF Revolution Results: March 23rd Mar 23, 2014 7:17:25 GMT -5

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Alecia Matthews: Well this is one match I’ve certainly been waiting for ever since Scars & Stripes when Penny Shannon stabbed my girl Scarlett in the back.

Samael Ahriman: Penny did what she had to do Alecia, we don’t know the reasoning behind it so stop jumping to conclusions.

Cameron Stone: Damn, you’d almost think Samael here was the sensible one.

The arena lights fall as the opening The Offspring's "Come Out & Play" surround the arena. Strobe lights of red and violet cover the ring as smoke begins to surround the entrance way. Scarlett comes walking through the entrance curtain with her arms stretched. She pauses for a moment, bathing herself in haze of red and violet. Blinks of white light sprinkle around the arena as Scarlett makes the walk down to the ring. Grabbing the bottom rope, Scarlett slingshots herself into the ring, swooping right between the bottom and middle rope. Scarlett rises to her feet and extends her arms as the lights fade back.

Samael Ahriman: Scarlett Quinn is just days away from challenging for the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship at Superbrawl and personally I think this is a distraction she doesn’t need.

Alecia Matthews: This isn’t a distraction, this is all about revenge.

Arena lights fall dim as sparkles of purple, pink, and baby blue settle around the entrance way. Smoke fills the isle as the shrill of L7's "Fast and Frightening" damn near rips the speakers in two! Penny pushes herself through the entrance curtain, hooded up in her signature hoodie. She takes a moment to stand by the edge of the stage, pulling down her hood to reveal her pigtails as she kicks her feet and makes a mad rush down the aisle… And Scarlett isn’t waiting a second longer! The Princess of Wrestling rushes out the ring and greets Penny mid-way up the ramp with a hard Thez-press, just driving the back of the Velocity Grrrl into the frame of the steel ramp beneath them. Scarlett drops down on her knees and wraps both her hands across Penny’s neck and strangles the life out of her.

Alecia Matthews: Scarlett certainly isn’t wasting any time here!

Samael Ahriman: Why not just say you go girl and be done with it.

Penny’s arms flail in the air- the palm of her hand pushed right into Scarlett’s face as her nails dig in, just raking a scar down Scarlett’s face. Penny forces her foot into Scarlett’s chest and forces her off. Scarlett comes charging over now with a clothesline, but Penny ducks it and from out of nowhere, knocks Scarlett off with a FrankenPenny, hurling Scarlett right off the stage. A replay is played, showing Scarlett’s fall from another angle: Penny’s legs wrapped around Scarlett as her body shimmed to the side and just tossed the Princess of Wrestling off the stage, turning her over head over feet as her arms we’re sprawled out in an attempt to block the impact of hitting the concrete floor. The referee has made it to Scarlett’s side, checking on her condition. Penny on the stage now has started to back away as more medics come to Scarlett side.

Samael Ahriman: Any wrestler who’s ever been sent off that stage will tell you it messes you up.

Cameron Stone: That’s the kind of wrestler Shannon is, that’s why you need a guy like me to stop a girl like her.

Alecia Matthews: Scarlett is perfectly capable of kicking Penny’s ass herself thank you very much.

Having had enough of waiting, Penny charges over and takes air- literally stage diving off the ramp and down onto Scarlett and the medics. Quickly, Scarlett rolls herself away as Penny crashes hard over three medics. Quickly, Scarlett rushes up to her feet, grabs the stretcher and just as soon as Penny comes back to her feet, Scarlett charged forward, just driving the brunt of the stretcher into Penny’s gut. Penny falls limp over the stretcher but it doesn’t look like Scarlett’s finished… Still pushing the stretcher, Scarlett forces it into a crashing stop right by the bleachers, the impact sending Penny sailing up into the lower box. Scarlett jumps over the concrete barrier between the arena floor and the lower box when from out of nowhere, Penny hits her with a dropkick. Scarlett slumps down with her back against the concrete barricade and Penny now comes to the assault, blasting fists into Scarlett’s face.

Samael Ahriman: And now it’s all Penny Shannon, just raining down those right hands.

Cameron Stone: I’ll tell you from experience she’s got a hell of a right hand on her.

Penny walks away and raises up her arms, receiving a chorus of boos from the crowd. The camera zooms into Scarlett and we find that the Princess of Wrestling’s forehead busted wide open. Penny motions back over to Scarlett, but the time away has given Scarlett all the time she needed to recover. Grabbing a handful of tights, Scarlett pulls Penny head-first into the concrete barricade, just spiking her head through. Scarlett motions over Penny’s back and fires a series of punches across Penny’s back. The referee comes in now to push Scarlett away, but Scarlett pushes him off and storms after Penny, but Penny quickly grabs a bottle of beer and smashes it across Scarlett’s face. Pushing away some of the fans, Penny grabs a handful of Scarlett’s beer-soaked hair and tosses her over the barricade. Penny follows after and carelessly grabs a handful of Scarlett’s hair as she processed to drag her ringside. At long last, they make it to the ring. Scarlett’s inside first, following an assist from Penny but this was only to position the Princess of Wrestling in the middle of the ring, with head sticking out the apron. Penny cases a couple steps back and with enough distance, the Velocity Grrrl clicks her heels and makes a run towards Scarlett, taking air and knocking Scarlett in the jaw with a perfect drop kick.

Alecia Matthews: This match right here is perfect proof that women can bring it just as hard as men.

Samael Ahriman: Nobody has ever questioned that, I mean Scarlett was World Champion, you don’t manage that unless you’re top tier.

Feeling pretty proud again, Penny bows before crowd in the front row and is once again decorated by a chorus of fairly intense boos. Penny flips off the audience and slips inside the ring. With both wrestlers inside the referee calls for the bell. Penny hooks Scarlett’s leg.

1… 2… Scarlett kicks out.

Penny grabs a handful of hair and drags Scarlett to the center of the ring, positioning her for a powerbomb. Penny sets her up but Scarlett seems to have gained enough balance to start punching Penny in the face. The impacts cause Penny to stumble, giving Scarlett the opening she to take down the Velocity Grrrl with a flying head scissors. Penny tumbles away and rushes back to her feet, but Scarlett knocks her into the corner with a hard spinning wheel kick. Scarlett wastes no time now as she goes on the offense, following up with another hard kick against the gut that sends Penny sinking down into a sitting position. Scarlett grabs the ropes for leverage and begins choking Penny out. The referee comes in and gives her until the count of five, but before he could even notice, Scarlett’s back on the attack- jumping onto the second rope now as she delivers a vicious dropkick across the face of Penny, easily knocking her out. Scarlett grabs Penny by the legs and drags her away from the turnbuckle. Scarlett hooks the legs.

1… 2… Penny reaches for a rope break.

Samael Ahriman: Penny narrowly making it to the ropes but showing excellent ring presence in the process.

Scarlett rolls Penny towards the center of the ring and takes full control of her arm, wrenching away as she clenches her knee into Penny’s shoulder. Penny tries to squirm away, but Scarlett knocks her down with a hard hip thrust across the back of the neck. Scarlett begins applying pressure now, just driving the knee into Penny’s shoulder as she now tries to hyperextend Penny’s twisted arm as vertically upright as possible. The crowd appears to be completely taken back by the sheer-level of physicality before them and it isn’t long before the grin on Scarlett’s face shows us that she knows their getting into it. Scarlett swings Penny’s arm lightly, attuning herself to the mounting gasp of the audience. Scarlett swings and swings until pushes forward, snapping Penny’s twisted arm half an inch further than it should. There was a sickening gasp from the audience the moment Scarlett let go. Penny withered in the center of the ring- her legs failing about as she cursed out, almost on the verge of crying.

Cameron Stone: Now that right there is what you call ruthless aggression.

Alecia Matthews: I’m sure that’s a trademarked term.

With the referee now tending to Penny’s arm, Scarlett takes the microphone and looks down at Penny. “Let this be a lesson to the next person that ever crosses the line with me!”, Scarlett growled. “Break me… And I destroy you in a hundred little ways you’ve never even dreamed of.” Slanted and Enchanted are now ringside. Quickly, Slanted reaches into the ring and pulls Penny to the safety to the outside. Scarlett marches up to the ropes, but the referee once again steps in and tries to stop her, actually trying to reason with her now. “Do your job- count her out!” The referee looks at Scarlett and nods. “What are you waiting for?” The referee raises his arm and begins the ten count.

1…

Slanted and Enchanted are crouched before Penny, listening closely.

2…

3…

4… Penny tries to force herself back up, leaning against Slanted now as she tries to straighten out her arm.

5… Penny cries a loud as she slowly builds herself the nerve to have Slanted snap it back in place.

Alecia Matthews: Tenacity being shown by Penny Shannon, she’s really going to kick your ass at Superbrawl Cam.

Cameron Stone: She can try.

6… Enchanted has Penny’s arm and Slanted’s holding her in place. Scarlett leans over the top rope and hurls a wad of spit into Penny’s eyes.

7. “DO IT!”, Penny cries. And with that order, Enchanted snaps Penny’s arm back in place! Penny wriggles in Slanted’s graps as Enchanted leans in and tries to subside the ache on Penny’s shoulder.

8… Penny rolls away.

9…

1-Penny rolls back into the ring and Scarlett hooks the leg for a cover.

1… 2… Penny kicks out!

Alecia Matthews: She probably should have just stayed down.

Samael Ahriman: Not her style at all.

Scarlett grabs a hand-full of Penny’s hair and forces her back up, but Penny pushes Scarlett off and follows up with a shoot kick to the side of Scarlett’s leg. Scarlett tries to block it and knock’s Penny in the face with an open-hand slap. Penny spits a nasty loogie into Scarlett’s eyes, just inspiring the Princess of Wrestling to unleash a fury of open-hand palm-strikes, knocking Penny in the face in ever open direction. The Velocity Grrrl screams into the air and fires away a series of shoot kicks across Scarlett’s chest. The Princess of Wrestling tries to take it until she snaps back with another series of palm-strikes, but Penny ducks away and knocks Scarlett right into jaw with a superkick! Scarlett falls on her back and Penny throws herself over her for the pin-fall. 1… 2… Scarlett kicks out and Penny can’t believe it! Quickly, Scarlett grabs ahold of Penny and counters with a crucifix roll-up. 1… 2…. Penny rolls away and tries to use the position to propel her upwards with a fireman’s carry. But the strain on Penny’s shoulder is just to serve to hold up Scarlett’s weight. Scarlett slips down and motions behind Penny, going right back into that injured arm with a precise chop across the area. Penny stumbles away from Scarlett, but the Princess of Wrestling quickly locks on underhook over the area, twisting Penny around her that the injured arm is perfectly wrenched behind her back. And with Penny now in position, Scarlett motions for the McGurk Lock, but Penny reverses and hurls Scarlett overhead with a single-arm northern lights suplex.

Samael Ahriman: A fantastic counter by Penny Shannon, this has been a hell of a match so far.

1… 2… Scarlett rolls over Penny and locks her legs around Penny’s trunk as she forces Penny’s into an underhook, wrenching it into a lock as she uses her free arm to fire a vicious flury elbow shots to the side of Penny’s head- knocking her out! The referee calls for the bell and the moment “Come Out & Play” hits the PA, Scarlett releases Penny and marches up to her feet, taking the referees arm as she celebrates her victory.

Samael Ahriman: Oh and just like that it’s over!

Alecia Matthews: Scarlett Quinn just proved exactly how dangerous she is when she’s got her back against the wall.

Slanted and Enchanted rush into the ring, checking on Penny’s condition as Scarlett slips out of the ring and begins the walk backstage. Penny’s face is a swollen, crimson mess as Slanted and Enchanted hold her up now. She can barely stand on both her feet, but she’s still there. The Velocity Grrrl motions for the microphone and leans back against Slanted. “Scarlett!”, Penny calls out, panting. “I walked into this match knowing I was in for the beating of a lifetime. Nobody has gotten as close as you did at hurting me. So you know what? I hope you go into Superbrawl and take the WFWF World title away from Trace- because it is going to be so special when I come in and take it away from you!” Scarlett looks back at Penny, holding up her own bloodied-up forehead, nodding to every word that came out of her lips. And with that, the Princess of Wrestling disappeared behind the curtain. Slanted and Enchanted guide Penny as she carefully crawls out of the ring. The crowd in attendance seem to have gotten behind her with a strong ovation, following with the chant, “THAT WAS AWESOME-clap, clap, clap, clap, clap- THAT WAS AWESOME!” With Slanted and Enchanted holding her up, Penny limps back towards the lockers.

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WFWF Revolution Results: March 23rd Mar 23, 2014 7:17:58 GMT -5

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We cut back to the ring. The wrestling ring has been transformed into a presentation platform. The WFWF ring crew show their effectiveness on this occasion, because in the brief time that the camera was away from the arena, they have laid down a black canvas, set up a table with a slick black table cloth center ring and most notably, completely removed the ring ropes and turnbuckles. Apart from the turnbuckle posts this could be argued as a concert stage perhaps.

Samael Ahriman: Contract signing time.

Cameron Stone: Looks slick. I have to say, removing the ring ropes makes all the difference.

With little fanfare, Lila Sleater makes her way through the curtain and towards the ring to a shocking amount of boos. Maybe it just seems like a shocking amount of boos because the few hecklers in the crowd have nothing to drown them out. In one hand, she carries a clipboard with a contract attached to it. In the other, a microphone. She makes her way up the steps and onto the platform.

Lila Sleater: Ladies and gentlemen, at this time if I can have your full attention, we will be signing the contract for the legends showdown for Superbrawl. I have been informed that Phillip Schneider IS in attendance this week and that the contract is not going to be destroyed. If we could have the participants out here now, please?

Lila stands in the middle of the ring with an awkward silence. As the 10,000 people in attendance watch this young woman stand on a platform quietly, they grow restless and begin to boo. They are pacified when Drakz makes his entrance through the curtain and towards the ring. He carries in his right hand a cardboard box, carrying it by a metal handle sticking up through the top. He makes his way to the platform, sliding in and beginning to open the box. Lila watches on as Drakz opens the top of the box and slides out a full spool of barbed wire.

Alecia Matthews: Why does he have THAT?!

Cameron Stone: ULTRAVIOLENT CONTRACT SIGNING OF DEATH!

Drakz pulls at the end of the spool for a moment, getting it started. He heads to one corner of the ring, the bottom left corner of the hard cam. Carefully, he laces the barbed wire through the turnbuckle eye, twisting it around the end to tie it off. With it tied, he walks the length of the ring, letting loose some slack in the barbed wire every few steps to keep it tight. As he does this, Lila Sleater watches on with a curious stare. Drakz gets to the opposing corner of the ring and loops the barbed wire around the eye of the buckle, coming back then walking back to the other side of the ring. Back to where he started, Drakz wraps the barbed wire around the top of the turnbuckle once more, then brings it back down. The top ring rope is now replaced with barbed wire, as well as an X. Once the X is completed, Drakz takes it around the pole and then back up the next side. He continues wrapping and looping barbed wire until all four sides have an X of barbed wire, closing himself and Lila Sleater into a ring of pain.

Samael Ahriman: Last week Drakz left us with a cliffhanger. He said “you are at your best when these ropes aren't present”. I wasn't exactly sure what he meant then, but I think for anyone unable to pick up on his lyrical painting, he's painted a visual picture of EXACTLY what he means, and what he's planning, for Superbrawl.

Cameron Stone: There's been two no rope barbed wire matches in WFWF history. Both involve Schneider. The last was Schneider and Drakz' former friend and partner Michael Kyzer, where Schneider started his record setting reign as WFWF champion.

Off of the microphone, Lila Sleater mouths “are you done?” to Drakz. Drakz takes the microphone from her.

Drakz: Schneider, I know you're here. I know you like the slice and dice, and I think the new contract I've had my attorneys draw up with a very special stipulation should be exactly what you want.

Drakz draws the microphone away from his face and stares up the entrance way. There's a very unusual setting set now, with the very professional and slick mat and table cloth surrounded by a nest of glistening razor sharp barbed wire. The same awkward silence that permeated through the arena as Lila Sleater waited for Drakz has now returned, as the pair await Phillip Schneider. There's no catchy opening riff of music, pyrotechnics, smoke, fire, or explosions to announce Schneider's arrival. There's no music at all, in fact. The former longest reigning WFWF Heavyweight Champion of the World makes his first appearance on WFWF TV in several weeks with the same lack of fanfare as Drakz has had recently. He simply strolls through the curtain. Dressed to impress in ripped jeans, a Halloween II t-shirt, and a black skull cap, Schneider strolls to the ring with a dead look in his eyes. He carefully rolls into the ring under the highest point of the X's arch, careful to not hook himself on the barbed wire. In the interim, Lila Sleater has produced a second microphone, which she hands off to Schneider.

Phillip Schneider: All of this, is this supposed to impress me? Or are you trying to intimidate me? There's a reason there's only been two of these matches in the history of this company, because they forever alter careers and lives. I don't think you entirely know what you're proposing here. Reverend Shadow lost a few years from his career because of this match. Your boy Kyzer? Never the same after stepping into this. Drakz, is this really what you want for Superbrawl? All the trash talking, the attacks, the mind games, this is how you're going to avenge yourself?

Without saying a word, Drakz takes the contract from Lila Sleater's hands and signs at the bottom. He never takes his eyes off of Schneider as he signs, which begs the question of how legible his signature actually was on the contract. Drakz throws it down onto the table.

Phillip Schneider: I know you like to think that you're a bad man, Drakz.. But right now, you're standing in the seventh circle of hell and you're staring down Satan himself. The seventh circle houses the violent. Here in Dante's Inferno Drakz, at Superbrawl, you will atone for your sins and you will go down on the record as my biggest sacrifice yet. I will perform atrocities to you that will make even the most jaded blush and turn their head. Drakz, you've signed away your legacy.

Schneider takes the pen in his hand and without glancing at the contract, signs his name at the bottom. The eye contact between Drakz and Schneider is never broken. With both names on the contract, at risk to her own health, Lila Sleater swoops in, retrieving the contract before either gladiator changes their mind and destroys it, then carefully exits the ring under the bottom rope. There's a tension between the two. Drakz mouths something at Schneider that neither microphone nor the camera is able to pick up. Schneider steps forwards, flipping the table over. The table cloth becomes entangled in the barbed wire as it flies from the table. Drakz and Schneider are now nose to nose in the center of the ring.. and Drakz is smiling.

Drakz: The biblical speech is impressive Schneider, it really is. You think I'm foolish enough that I'd hand you “your match” on a silver platter? There's been two of these matches in WFWF history and you've won them both and while it'd be a great talking point for me to knock you off in the third, that's not what I'm looking to accomplish. At Superbrawl, there's not going to be any barbed wire, there's not going to be any thumbtacks, razors, syringes.. there's not going to be any cages..

Cameron Stone: But.. what's Superbrawl without a cage match!?!

Drakz: The special stipulation that you've agreed to, for our National Championship match this Sunday night at Superbrawl.. Is that there is no stipulation. You and I step into a regular ring and face off, one on one, to determine the better professional wrestler. You say you're the more evil man? I'll give you that. I'm not trying to be evil. I'm trying to be a wrestler. You didn't become the WFWF champion by being God or the Devil or whatever it is you are these days. You became one of the best there's ever been around here by wrestling, and that's the Phillip Schneider I want to BEAT at Superbrawl.

The two lock eyes for another stare down as the camera pans out. The ring now looks like a battlefield, with the barbed wire hanging and the flipped table.

Samael Ahriman: At Superbrawl, for the first time ever, these two men, two of the best there's ever been, will face off and only one will walk away with the National championship and the right to call himself the better man.

And with that we cut to a commercial break.

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Samael Ahriman: And now, as is customary, we are here in our final show before SuperBrawl, and over the course of the last few weeks, we have been announcing the newest members into the WFWF Hall of Fame Class of 2014.

Alecia Matthews: So far we have Yukio Blaze.

Cameron Stone: The New Epoch.

Samael Ahriman: Calvin Lee.

Cameron Stone: There is room for one more person in the WFWF Hall of Fame this year.

Alecia Matthews: And one that I am very excited for.

Samael Ahriman: Ladies and gentlemen, it is my distinct pleasure to present to you the final inductee into the 2014 WFWF Hall of Fame.

There was hardly a theme for this Hall of Fame class. There was a man who should have been. A group who was. A man who was so close. But now, a new theme enters the fold/ A man who still could be.

For years, this man has toiled and troubled himself for the WFWF. Entering the scene in 2007, he was written off as nothing more than a big man with some natural ability. He was still green. He could not talk in public. He was just good at making a fool of himself at first. He tried using his size to his advantage, but he continuiously failed, as the others were just much more skilled than him in the ring, despite his size.

So he trained.

Mentally.

Up there with some of the greatest in ring minds to ever step foot in the squared circle, this man has been able to go to war with the likes of Thunder, Wayne McGurk, Yukio Blaze and The New Epoch; and used what SHOULD have been an advantage but was only a distraction as a valuable weapon once he learned how to play the game. Perhaps the most likable guy in the WFWF, his never give up mentality and his ability to play mind games with the greatest of them all and come out standing on top of the pile looking better than ever has gained him one of the largest followings we have ever seen.

But one day, he returned to challenge for the WFWF Championship out of the blue, but everyone knew something was wrong.

Instead of tucking down a hole, he stepped out and became an inspiration to a larger audience, announcing while he was battling in the ring, he was also battling cancer. And now, the condition has withered away that massive frame down to just the basic nuts and bolts, and he continues to fight on. He has made no qualms about it. SuperBrawl will be his final match in the WFWF. And what a final match to be a part of. WFWF Championship. He has one last shot to finally be the hero he always dreamed of being. This is just pure recognition of his spirit and passion for this company, and his inspiration of the masses.

It is our pleasure, here in the WFWF, to announce the final member of this WFWF Hall of Fame Class of 2014, is none other than Shawn Malakai.

The audience is on their feet applauding, as are Stone and Ahriman, two known close friends of Shawn Malakai. Just as the audience reaches a fever pitch, cheering his name, "Slip Out" by Beck resonates throughout the arena and the roof pops off.

Cameron Stone: JESUS.

From behind the curtains comes a shell of what once was a glorious man, but...he does not seem as empty as normal. He has a grin on his face, bigger than even when he won the title at SuperBrawl last year. Malakai stands up on the stage, points out to the fans and blows them both kisses. He tuks one arm in front and one behind his back, bowing to the fans who are cheering his name all around the arena.

Samael Ahriman: This is...

Alecia Matthews: Something else.

Malakai points to the ring, out to the fans and mouths 'One more time.' He then shouts 'LETS GO' and a giant pyro shoots off behind him and he makes a break for the ring.

Christa Adina: The following match is an eight man tag team match and it is scheduled for one fall. First, making his way to the ring from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds, he is WFWF HALL OF FAMER, SHAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWNNNNNNNNN MAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIII!

Malakai books it to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and getting to his feet in one bound. He shoots a peace sign out to the fans and goes to the outside of the ring at the commentary table and shakes Samaels and Alecias hand, and he approaches Stone and shakes his hand and the two share a giant hug. Malakai whispers something in his ear and smacks Camerons shoulder, then rolling back into the ring as "Horseshoes and Hand Grenades" begins to play. Playtime is over. Here comes Thunder.

As the opening chords of “Seizure of Power” hits the speakers the lights across the arena shut off one by one. They are replaced by six crimson spotlights, each one turning on a different part of the arena in sequence. One by one each of the spotlights move to the tip of the stage, combining and showing the first glimpse of Trace Demon, down on one knee with his back to the crowd and a hoodie over his head. As the song builds to a fever pitch he suddenly rises, spins around and in one simultaneous motion pulls his hood down and throws his other hand up like a gun, mouthing “Boom” as pyrotechnics go off all around him. As the pyrotechnics come to a stop the lights in the arena turn on, showing a full look at Trace Demon.

Christa Adina: And finally, he is the WFWF Champion, TRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE DEEEEEEEEEMMMMMMMMOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNN!

Samael Ahriman: And here comes the champ. One has to wonder his mindset this week.

Cameron Stone: He has a hard road tonight, seven other men wanting his head. I do not envy him.

Trace stands on the ramp and takes a look around at the crowd, completely unfazed by the reaction he is getting. He seems to be in his own little world as he makes his way down the ramp, completely ignoring the fans on either side of him as they attempt to touch the King of Demons, instead focused solely on the ring and the whatever goal he has in mind for tonight. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he removes his hoody and throws it to the ground before settling himself just outside the ring. In a single flawless motion he leaps up onto the apron and then enters the ring between the top and middle rope. He ascends the nearest turnbuckle, pointing to the fans and smirking as they return the abuse, and then leaps back down, settling in the centre of the ring.

The video feed cuts out into a small video package of a man sitting in a rocking chair as multiple men surround him. The lantern in his hand delivers the light as his hands rise up to the top of his head. He grabs the rim of his hat and throws it towards the camera as his followers all blow out the lantern. "We're Here!" proclaims Solomon as everything goes black.

Christa Adina: And their partner....CR...I mean SOLOMON!

Alecia Matthews: And here comes the dark horse in the WFWF Championship match.

Samael Ahriman: He may be the dark horse, but I have a feeling he could surprise everyone.

"Come As You Are" by Nirvana starts beaming in the arena as the followers in The Nest slowly make their way to the top of the ramp. They all stand in a straight line all while holding each other's hands. The music heads to it's chorus as the "children of Solomon" all sing along while moving their body to the beat. The song picks up as Crow comes out from the back and pets every single one of his children on the head, all while staring down his opponent. He reaches the tallest at the front of the line before kissing him on the forehead. The followers then emerge from their frozen states and walk around the ring. The lights start to come back on slowly as Solomon eerily laughs at his "Family" as he walks into the ring. He walks over to the corner and he sits down into the corner while he continues to laugh maniacally.

"Horseshoes and Hand Grenades" by Green Day resonates throughout the arena.

Christa Adina: And finally, he is THUUUUUNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRR!

Cameron Stone: One last hoorah for the greatest to ever step into this ring.

Alecia Matthews: Well you have my favorite to win.

Thunder gets in the ring. Maybe if he had a profile easily accessable, he would get something fancy.

"Get Well" by Icons for Hire blasts throughout the arena.

Christa Adina: And their opponents. First, we have DEEEEEEEEEEEEEXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Samael Ahriman: Dex went out of his way to make a name for himself as of late and has the fight of his life coming up at SuperBrawl. A win here would do wonders for him.

The beast himself Dex strides down the aisle with confidence as white lights strobe from the top of the arena. Dex quickly slides below the ropes into the ring and is found looking into the crowd as he stands in the middle of the ring.

The arena goes dark as "Blow" by Atreyu plays. The fans are going crazy as Devilkiller comes out to an ovation of cheers as red and blue lights shine over the arena. He jumps up on the stage and holds his signature up, allowing fireworks to go around the Titantron.

Christa Adina: And his first partner, we have the LONGEST reigning WFWF National Champion of all time, DEVILKIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Alecia Matthews: DK has been back for a couple of weeks now, and the man is making some serious waves. He has Tommy Staxx at SuperBrawl, and that is going to be one hell of a barn burner.

Devilkiller makes his way down the ramp, giving high fives and hugs before running up the steps and spring boarding into the ring. He climbs the ropes and holds up his signature again to loud applause as he steps to the top rope and backflips off, landing dead center in the ring. He takes his black leather vest off and hands it to the official as he one last time throws his hands up to another pop.

"The Hard Sell" by Coheed and Cambria blasts as two men on a mission come out from behind the curtain.

Christa Adina: And finally, we have the combined team of Mak Cross and CAAAAAM NIIIITTTTTTAAAAAAAAA!

Cameron Stone: And now we have ourselves the only real, true team here in the match. These two will be tagging together at the next show, the biggest show of them all, in a four team TLC match for the WFWF Tag Team Championships. Gonna be one hell of a fight.

Nitta and Cross come out from behind the curtain, slap hands with the fans and roll into the ring.

The bell rings.

DING DING DING!

In the ring, Mak Cross and Thunder are starting out the match. Out of the gates, Mak Cross throws a hook at Thunder, who ducks under, grabs ahold of Mak’s neck and brings Cross down an Edge O’Matic. Right out of the gate, cover.

... 1 …

… 2 …

…

Cross kicks out and gets to his knees, raising his dukes up. Thunder is already on his feet, smirking.

Alecia Matthews: Veteran move there.

Cross gets to his feet and the two men tie up, Mak taking the quick advantage with a headlock. Thunder tries to shove Cross off to no avail as he comes right back and gets Thunder in a headlock with the other arm. Thunder hits at the ribs and picks up Cross for a back suplex attempt, but Cross uses his body weight to flip Thunder down to the mat with a convoluted snapmare. Cross rolls around a little on the mat, putting wear and tear on the neck of the former champion, trying to get as much leverage as he can. Cross rolls for a gator roll, bending Thunders neck in the wrong direction. Cross goes for a gator roll again, but Thunder gets his hand between Cross’ legs…

Cameron Stone: Did not know Thunder rolled that way.

Samael Ahriman: Clever.

Alecia Matthews: Ugh. Boys.

And gets an awkward roll up.

… 1 …

… 2 …

…

Mak shoves out at two! Cross has a confused look on his face. He gets to his feet, turns around and BAM. Thunder grabs ahold of his arm and pulls him down, driving his jaw into the sole of Thunder’s boot. Mak flops backwards and is clenching his jaw and throat.

Samael Ahriman: Let this be a lesson to all of the kids out there. This is the universal sign of choking.

Cameron Stone: Mak Cross is Peyton Manning?

Samael Ahriman: Ahahahaha …well played.

Thunder picks up cross and tosses him into his crowded corner. He makes a run and Malakai, Solomon and Demon disperse as Thunder leaves his feet, landing a HUGE dropkick into the gut of Cross. Malakai gets to the apron and calls for the tag. The crowd goes nuts. Trace Demon climbs back up and calls for the tag, Malakai and Demon now staring each other down. Thunder throws a couple of hits into Cross’s gut and tags in…

Alecia Matthews: Thunder tags in Solomon!

Solomon comes into the ring and delivers a SHOT to the gut of Cross and drags him towards the center of the ring.

Cameron Stone: Uh oh. Trouble a brewin’ on the apron.

Demon and Malakai have turned their attention from one another to Thunder, who just gives a coy smile and turns his attention to the ring. Malakai and Demon refuse to take their eyes off of him.

Samael Ahriman: Pretty sure someone is gonna die on that apron.

Solomon has a strong hold on Cross’s arm, spinning himself underneath it and driving his forearm into the over extended elbow of Cross, who grabs ahold of his arm in pain. Solomon tries a clothesline, but Cross falls to the mat and hits a drop toe hold! Solomon recovers quickly and tries to get Cross, but Mak stumbles into his corner and takes a HUGE leap, tagging in Dex!

Cameron Stone: About to get quick up in here!

Dex pulls himself onto the top rope and LOOK OUT BELOW! The masked man springboards himself off of the top and wraps his legs around the head of Solomon…

Samael Ahriman: Brazzers moment there.

Cameron Stone: HA.

Alecia Matthews: Why am I even still here?

…and Dex hits a hurricuranna! Solomon front flips and lands right on his tailbone, the man standing straight up upon impact out of pure instinct, flopping forward into his corner. Malakai tags himself in before Demon gets the chance. The crowd pops.

Alecia Matthews: It is like they do not want Trace in the match.

Samael Ahriman: You would think they would want him to take an ass kicking, right?

Alecia Matthews: Yep.

Cameron Stone: Wrong. These three are playing a psychological game with Trace. Belittle him. Make him feel worthless, useless. Will it work? No idea. He seems to be slowly getting irritated though. Wait and see.

Malakai steps over the top rope very spry, moving to the other corner as to not allow someone to tag themselves in. Malakai points out to the fans, and then to Dex, shouting something that the camera is having a hard time picking up. Dex nods and the two men meet center of the ring.

Alecia Matthews: What is going on here?

Samael Ahriman: Well, remember a couple of weeks ago when Malakai came out here and talked about someone else having to answer the call?

Alecia Matthews: Vaguely.

Cameron Stone: Malakai came out, talking about how he was not going to be here much longer, and that he wanted to make sure he left the WFWF with someone willing to stand up and protect it from the evils he had warded off for years now.

Alecia Matthews: I still fail to see what Dex has to do with this equation.

Samael Ahriman: You remember who interrupted Malakai during that speech? The one who challenged one of Malakai’s greatest enemies, returned, to a match at SuperBrawl?

Alecia Matthews: Oh. OH. OH YEAH.

Cameron Stone: Dex answered Shawn Malakai’s call to action. And now, he is testing the man who in theory is his replacement. Think of this like a job interview. But to get the backing of a WFWF Hall of Famer…that will do WONDERS for Dex’s career.

Samael Ahriman: Not that he needs it.

Cameron Stone: Nah, kid will be good regardless. But a little bit can go a long way. This is gonna be fun.

Malakai slaps the shoulder of Dex a little too hard. Dex reciprocates with a slap back. Malakai smiles, turning back to Dex and giving him a shove to the chest. Dex responds in kind. Malakai smiles again, cocking back and taking a shot at the masked man, but the Hall of Famer misses! He spins back around and is met with a HARD spinning backfist from Dex, sending Malakai to his knee, holding his face in his hands. Dex runs the ropes behind the big man and grabs ahold of the back of his neck, flipping up and over, hitting Malakai with a low level over castle! Dex bounces to his feet and gets into a power up stance! He stomps his feet repeatedly over and over, looks at Malakai and decides to finish it.

Alecia Matthews: Dex going to the high rent district!

Ever the enigma, the man who is set to face ZMaster in a Mask vs. Mask match at SuperBrawl gestures from the top rope and leaps off of a leg drop! But Malakai catches him mid air!

Samael Ahriman: HOT DAMN. What strength!

Dex hits the mat with a thud, Malakai having control of the masked man’s legs. He switches arms, so Dex is facing the mat, Malakai having his opponent set up for a wheelbarrow suplex. Malakai pulls Dex up and tries the suplex, but Dex breaks his legs free mid air!

Cameron Stone: Uh oh.

Dex grabs ahold of Malakai’s shoulders in mid air, using some gold medal like gymnast moves, using all of his momentum to come down, lifting his knees and hitting Malakai with an absolutely lethal lung blower.

Samael Ahriman: Wowzers!

Malakai has a look of immense pain on his face, the emotion of Dex unknown, but one has to assume he is happy with his handiwork.

Alecia Matthews: Has Malakai even hit a goddamn move here against Dex?

Cameron Stone: Nope. Dex has made the Hall of Famer look like his bitch.

Alecia Matthews: You think Malakai regrets lighting that fire under Dex’s ass?

Samael Ahriman: Not a chance in hell. This was what he wanted, and Dex delivered.

Dex picks up Malakai instead of going for the cover and tosses what is left of the carcass into the corner. He gives a few stomps to the chest of Malakai and tags in Nitta.

Cameron Stone: Here comes the Asian Sensation! The other participant in the ladder match at SuperBrawl who is in this match. I am excited to see what he can do.

Nitta pulls Malakai to the center of the ring and climbs the turnbuckle, leaping off and hitting Malakai with The Claymore! Nitta bounces to his feet, goes to his corner and tags in Devilkiller.

Samael Ahriman: Did you get enough Asian satisfaction?

Cameron Stone: No.

Devilkiller taunts the downed Malakai, then he drops to his belly.

Alecia Matthews: Devilkiller gonna finish the match here.

Cameron Stone: Malakai still has not even gotten out of the starting gates here. Jesus.

DK pounds on the mat and tries to get Malakai to his feet with LOUD NOISES. Go figure, it works. Shawn VERY slowly pulls himself to his feet. DK stalks him until he turns his way and pulls himself to his feet and BAM! DK hits The Legend Killer!

Cameron Stone: DK WITH THE LEGEND KILLER ON THE NEWEST HALL OF FAMER. Jeez…this team looks unstoppable.

Malakai falls backwards and his momentum from that MEGA move by DK makes him rotate and hit his corner hard. Trace Demon tags himself in, to the dismay of the rest of the team.

Cameron Stone: Uh oh.

Demon turns DK around, kicks him in the gut, hooks his arms and hits the Demonstration of Hell!

Cameron Stone: Later.

Cover.

… 1 …

… 2 …

… 3 …

DING DING DING!

Christa Adina: Here are your winners, Thunder, Shawn Malakai, Solomon and TRAAAAAAAAACE DEEEEEEMOOOOOOONNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!

Trace Demon rolls off of Devilkiller and rises to his knees as if he’s just one the Superbrawl main event right here and now, completely ignoring that fact that he stole the victory. He is oblivious to the fury on his partners faces as the three of them enter the ring, Thunder, Shawn Malakai and Crow slowly encroaching upon him. Trace spots them, quickly rising up onto his feet and turning to face them, trying to brush it off like he’s just done them a favour but it’s not working, not even close. The three take a step forward and he one step back towards the ropes, definitely intending to make a quick getaway up the ramp. That plan is shut down immediately as the crowd cheer loudly as the sight of Scarlett Quinn running down the apron and quickly sliding into the ring behind Trace, forcing him to suddenly step backwards. Trace looks all around him to find himself completely surrounded.

Alecia Matthews: You know what we’ve been saying for weeks about Trace having so many enemies and it biting him in his ass… yeah, it’s happening.

Trace looks from one face to the next with a sly grin, almost like he’s just waiting for them to make their move and beat him to a bloody pulp. And that definitely appears to be their intent as they close ranks on him, Thunder, Crow, Malakai and Scarlett all staring intently at the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion. The crowd are roaring, they want to see this, they want to see Trace Demon get his, but who is going to make the first move? Who dares to… oh, it’s Shawn Malakai! Malakai lurches forward and brings his boot up, directed right at Trace’s head. But the King of Demons is just a little too quick, ducking underneath the boot which follows through and ends up connecting deftly with the jaw of Thunder! Thunder drops to the canvas as Crow snaps, launching himself at Shawn Malakai and unloading with right hands. Scarlett Quinn dives in, knocking Crow back with a leaping knee and then unloading with right hands on the creepy cult leader. As Malakai rises up he finds himself speared to the ground by Thunder who begins throwing right hands. Amidst all of this Trace Demon grins and ducks out of the ring as quickly as possible.

Samael Ahriman: It’s an all-out brawl, classic final show stuff.

Cameron Stone: And at Superbrawl we’re going to get this and more inside of a massive steel cell.

Security and referees rush the ring, likely ordered by Lila Sleater in order to stop any of her title contenders getting injured. They rush past Trace who waits for a stagehand to hand over his title, the King of Demons watching as close to two dozen members of security crowd the ring and begin pulling his challengers apart before they get the chance to destroy each other. It takes damn well all of them to manage it, each competitor being pulled to a different corner of the ring. As they try to get to each other we take one final look at the ramp where Trace Demon stands, a look of fiery hatred in his eyes and the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship held up high for all to see. Come Superbrawl that might be the last time he ever holds it.

Fade to black.

Rated R WF Legend Joined on: Aug 14, 2006 8:05:03 GMT -5 Posts: 6,111	WFWF Revolution Results: March 23rd Mar 23, 2014 7:20:34 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Rated R on Mar 23, 2014 7:20:34 GMT -5 So big thanks to Shawn, Cameron, Progs, Mikes, Drakz, Schneider, Garrett, Yukio and everyone else who contributed who I've definitely forgotten. Next stop, Superbrawl!

Prophet of Ash WF Legend Nobody retires. We just stop taking bookings for a while Joined on: Jun 2, 2011 10:48:41 GMT -5 Posts: 6,504	WFWF Revolution Results: March 23rd Mar 23, 2014 7:32:05 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Prophet of Ash on Mar 23, 2014 7:32:05 GMT -5 This was an extremely promo heavy show. I guess it makes sense, because Superbrawl you're going to be scratching for even match buffers.
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Post by CM Poor on Mar 23, 2014 8:15:41 GMT -5

Mar 23, 2014 7:20:34 GMT -5 Rated R said:

So big thanks to Shawn, Cameron, Progs, Mikes, Drakz, Schneider, Garrett, Yukio and everyone else who contributed who I've definitely forgotten. Next stop, Superbrawl!

You're welcome... :-X

I'm more pleased than I should be that my calling the previously unnamed giant screen that we all just assume is there the "Tunatron" made it in.

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WFWF Revolution Results: March 23rd Mar 23, 2014 8:44:37 GMT -5

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Post by Sleazyness on Mar 23, 2014 8:44:37 GMT -5

Good show. Promo heavy indeed.

Jayson Garrett definitely deserved the win. I need to heavily improve.

Ever think about having a voting thing to decide who wins? They do it in the animation board. Im not complaining about the way it goes, I was
just thinking maybe it would be a good thing to do. We all vote on who wins based on the criteria you guys go by. The community should pick the winners
and then you guys can write the show based on that.

Reasons should be stated on why someone chooses the other to win. I can see that maybe someone might be bias or so but I think that we can control that. Just an idea.

Superbrawl is going to be fun. Think I already know what my next RP is going to be about.

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WFWF Revolution Results: March 23rd Mar 23, 2014 8:51:09 GMT -5

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Post by Prophet of Ash on Mar 23, 2014 8:51:09 GMT -5

Mar 23, 2014 8:44:37 GMT -5 Sleazyness said:

There was a voting system. All it accomplished is slowing things down to a snail's pace. Big matches usually have more people judging.

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WFWF Revolution Results: March 23rd Mar 23, 2014 8:59:29 GMT -5

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Post by Markw on Mar 23, 2014 8:59:29 GMT -5

Mar 23, 2014 8:44:37 GMT -5 Sleazyness said:

Ever think about having a voting thing to decide who wins? They do it in the animation board. Im not complaining about the way it goes, I was
just thinking maybe it would be a good thing to do. We all vote on who wins based on the criteria you guys go by. The community should pick the winners
and then you guys can write the show based on that.

Reasons should be stated on why someone chooses the other to win. I can see that maybe someone might be bias or so but I think that we can control that. Just an idea.

I've been back for about a year and half and I've disagreed with the result of about three matches, one of those was made when we had a voting committee. Seems pretty unnecessary to make any changes.

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WFWF Revolution Results: March 23rd Mar 23, 2014 9:06:32 GMT -5

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Post by CM Poor on Mar 23, 2014 9:06:32 GMT -5

Mar 23, 2014 8:44:37 GMT -5 Sleazyness said:

"That's a great idea, Kyle. Very well articulated. You presented not only a novel idea, but backed it up with sound, well conceived reasoning that should, at very least, make anyone in a decision making capacity second guess themselves, even for a moment, when considering this idea. It shows not only a knack for fairness, but would really be a kick in the rear for this place in terms of progress and crowd participation."

If I'm being honest, I hate the idea, for the very reason I italicized above. You can lay rules in place all day about the criteria everyone would have to go by, how many words anyone voting would have to use in order to articulate their reasons for voting the way they did, and at the end of the day, as displayed above, anyone with half a grasp on the English language can come in and lavish anything with some bullsh*t response for any number of means to an end, whether it's progressing their own storyline, backing up someone they're particularly close with, or holding someone back that they particularly don't like.

Not to mention what Obo already stated - we had a voting committee that slowed things down to a Flaps like crawl around here. Have been doing this sort of thing for the better part of 12 years, it's my experience that things always, without fail, 110% of the time, go a lot smoother when you have a reliable ownership team making the call, and calling upon the more seasoned, more reliable, or more respected members of "the community" to state their case in the odd event of a tie.

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Mar 23, 2014 13:18:12 GMT -5 @drakz said:

He's baaaaaaaaack.

Thanks for noticing man, I wasn't sure how many people would pay attention to Cameron Stone getting a Superbrawl match.

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