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Post by Drakz on Aug 26, 2014 7:54:07 GMT -5
An opening promo video plays featuring a historic look at all of the previous Garden shows through the years until we reach the present day and we see shot after shot of the build up to this very night. Phillip Schneider hits Dave Demento with a steel chair. Drakz hits Jayson Garrett with Needle Damage. Nikki Dean pins Shapiro. Trace Demon stands with his stable mates. Dex is handed the WFWF championship by Shawn Malakai. Joshua Dean dives over the top rope. Joe Bishop lands a huge right hand on a blood drenched Dave Demento.
Finally the camera zooms along a road and up to the legendary arena and the text slams onto the screen.The motion graphics burn away and we see the camera panning the thousands in attendance LIVE at Madison Square Garden! Cameron Stone: Twenty thousand, four hundred and thirty eight in attendance here in New York City! Ladies and gentlemen welcome to Battle at the Garden! Alecia Matthews: Tonight we've got a jam packed show, with an unpredictable WFWF World Championship fatal four-way. This one has been brewing for a while, will Dex gain his credibility, or will Demon regain the title, or will it even be Drakz fresh off of a win over Schneider; it could even be the tag champion Jayson Garrett! Samael Ahriman: That match is going to be a thriller later tonight. But our first match has really got my attention. Daniel Kirkbride is really rising up through the ranks, having defeated Penny Shannon and Nikki Dean, he’s an unstoppable beast, and Gabriel Black may have his hands full tonight. Cameron Stone: Black has more experience, but with experience comes age, it’ll be interesting to see who takes this one. Here comes Christina Adina to introduce our competitors.
Christina Adina: Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds, he is Daniel Kirkbride! A blinding, white light emanates from the stage as "Alive" by P.O.D. blares out throughout the arena. Daniel Kirkbride dives out from behind the curtain into the light, his arms spread wide, turning on the spot to take in the entire atmosphere of the packed house. He pauses on the stage, raising both hands to the sky as he hangs his head momentarily, before clenching his hands into fists, throwing a right fisted punch into the air before him as he begins making his way down the ramp, refusing to pass by a single outstretched hand for a high five as he approaches the ringside area. Ascending the ring steps, he climbs the outside ring post, pausing with one foot on the top turnbuckle, one on the second, and points both fingers again toward the sky before dropping into the ring, arms spread wide once more, as if to almost embrace the crowd cheering his arrival. Cameron Stone: We don’t know much about this guy, but he does seem like quite the persona. I’ve heard that he’s buddy buddy with god and all that. So far it’s been translating into success for the twenty three year old, but he may just have met his match. Alecia Matthews: Kirkbride is from Austin, Texas, down south, but the crowd is still cheering him on here in the north. Christina Adina: And his opponent, weighing in at three hundred and five pounds, Gabriel Black! "Long Hard Times To Come" by Gangstagrass plays as Gabriel Black walks down the aisle, with his focus solely on Kirkbride. His reaction is very minimal, considering how his debut was on the pre-show. Looking to make his mark he slides into the ring and stares into the eyes of Kirkbride, he raises his hand, taunting the much younger Kirkbride. Alecia Matthews: We don’t know all that much about Black, but actions speak louder than words, and Black looks to be the living example of that. If he pulls off a win here, his name will be fresh in the mouths of this electric New York crowd. Cameron Stone: Madison Square Garden is iconic, and these two both want to win under the bright lights tonight. Ding Ding! The bell rings as the two competitors lock arms with one another. Black quickly maneuvering around to the back of Kirkbride. Kirkbride reverses, and somehow hits a snapmare and chinlock. Black attempts to reach the ropes, but he can't, he stands back onto two feet and elbows Kirkbride off. Kirkbride responds with a dropkick to the back of Black. But Black barely moves, and the crowd begins to cheer for the immovable big man. Black turns around, and dishes out a fury of punches. Kirkbride stumbles back to the turnbuckle, where Black continues over and over again. Samael Ahriman: Black is definitely looking impressive here tonight, this match is looking really competitive, and the crowd is eating this up at the moment. Black has a whole one hundred and five pounds on Kirkbride. I just can’t see Kirkbride winning this match tonight. Cameron Stone: Hey, Kirkbride has the heart and speed, never count out the little guy. The Referee orders Black to stop, restraining him to the middle of the ring. Kirkbride runs full speed towards the middle of the ring and jumps up into the air, stretching his arm back and nailing Black in the head. Cameron Stone: SUPERMAN PUNCH! KIRKBRIDE IS PROMISING! AT TWENTY THREE YEARS OLD THIS KID HAS A WHOLE CAREER AHEAD OF HIM. Alecia Matthews: Kirkbride is very promising indeed, who knows, maybe in due time he’ll become the WFWF champion? Kirkbride rolls the big man up for a pin. 1..
2.. Kickout by Black!Black pushes Kirkbride off of him, and the two deliver blow after blow to one another. Kirkbride begins hitting the head of Black with wicked forearms, stumbling him onto the ropes. Kirkbride bends his knees and jumps up, hitting a dangerous cutter! Samael Ahriman: Kirkbride’s finisher, The New Covenant, has been hit here! He’s really talented in that ring. Kirkbride rolls Black for the pin. 1..
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3.. Christina Adina: And your winner of this match, Daniel Kirkbride! Kirkbride stands up, and lifts his arm up proud of his merit, pointing to the sky as the fans give him a round of applause. Cameron Stone: Well that match was short and sweet. But Kirkbride really performed out here tonight, but I still think the big man has some juice left in the tank, and maybe these two men will cross paths later down the line. Samael Ahriman: I’m shocked here. Kirkbride is definitely turning his haters into believers, and I expect to see him holding a championship in due time. Alecia Matthews: Bold prediction Samael, but I agree, Kirkbride has been on a roll so far in the WFWF. Who really knows what the future holds for him? Cameron Stone: Speaking of the future, in the main-event, Jayson Garrett & Dex are both fighting for the WFWF Championship. Ties may be severed tonight, but not only that, we may just crown a new Champion. Alecia Matthews: Phillip Schneider is in action tonight taking on Josh Dean, and the International Championship will be defended. Back in the locker room area, Dave Demento, Nikki Dean, and Penny Shannon are watching the show on their locker room television. The crowd gives them a warm reception as Dave is taping his wrists up in preparation for his big cage match later on, while Nikki stretches for her match quickly approaching. Penny stands with her hands on her hips, shaking her head at what she has just witnessed."Aren't you guys sick of every stable that comes around here saying they're going to do all this sh*t to the company?" Penny says as Dave tosses her the athletic tape. "Really they're out to serve their own little agendas." "Is it really like that?" Nikki inquires. "I thought that was just bitterness on Josh's part." "No sweetie," Penny says as she walks over to Nikki before hugging her neck. "It's really like that.""Been like that for as long as I can remember." Big Dave chimes in while pounding his fists to pack the tape in tight around his fists. "And it needs to stop. Lord knows that Dex and his merry band of hanger ons won't be able to stop it." In the background, a toilet flushes and water from a sink runs. The three turn their heads collectively as the crowd starts to liven up with cheers as Josh Dean makes his way into the room. "The problem with a lot of these alliances is the lack of loyalty." Josh says before giving Nikki a kiss on the head then bumping fists with Dave. "They get so caught up in their own individual goals that they end up forgetting why they got together in the first place the moment the battle starts becoming difficult." "Then BOOM!" Penny says, making a wide arm motion representing a bomb going off. "Implosion." "Luckily, we don't have to worry about that." Nikki interject, switching legs to continue her stretch. "We're all friends here.""Right," Josh agrees. "We're also smart enough to recognize the patterns, no matter how we came to see them."Josh pulls out a large bottle from behind his back, with what looks like a piece of paper rolled up in it."Hey guys, I found this in the stall." Josh says as he hands it to Dave. "Wonder what it says?" "Only one way to find out." Penny says, snatching the bottle from Dave and smashing it on the floor. She picks up the paper off the ground. "Wanted, an alliance that actually cares about this business.""Sounds like us." Nikki says as she joins the rest of the group. "I don't think that's an accident.""Neither do I." Josh says. "Well, if its saviors they want, that's what we'll give them. The fans deserve to enjoy who they want, not who they're told they want.""While we have our own goals, we should all know that preserving the sanctity of this business allows us to pursue our goals." Big Dave says, putting his hand in the middle. "What do you guys say?""I'm in!" Penny shot out as she put her hand in."Me too!" Nikki says, placing hers in.Josh looks at his three closest allies, and puts his hand in."Let's do it.""We're not good, we're not bad. We are an entity." Dave says as the group breaks."Damn right." Josh says as he pats Nikki on her bum. "But for tonight, we've got business to attend to." Cut to the announce desk. Alecia Mathews: Looks like a new alliance has formed guys. Cameron Stone: That's a talented group right there. Samael Ahriman: And we're about to see one of them in action because coming up next is a grudge match that seemingly came out of no where. Last week both Devilkiller and Penny faced one another in tag team action and now, in Madison Square Garden, they face off toe to toe. The Giant vs the Velocity Grrrl! The 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! Cameron Stone: … Here she comes! 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 isle.Cameron Stone: Man, Penny looks pissed! Alecia Matthews: I know! You go girl, kick that freak of nature’s ass back into the stone age! Cameron Stone: Wow, that’s pretty harsh isn’t it? Slipping into the ring beneath the ropes, Penny charges up the up the turnbuckle and raises her left arm into the air, holding up a single fist as she turns to the camera, points to her own face and curses her ass off. Alecia Matthews: I don’t know what Penny does to me. Samuel Ahriman: … I do. Alecia Matthews: EW! Cameron Stone: Ahriman, do me a favor and don’t say anything for the rest of this match, please? The arena goes dark as "Goin' Out West" plays. The fans are not too accepting of Devilkiller, as he appears in a trench coat down to his ankles with a hood over his head. The tall giant walks down the ramp slowly and surely, with an eerie, almost lonely orange light that barely illuminates the arena… Which is as far as DevilKiller goes, because even before he makes it anywhere near the steel steps, the Velocity Grrrl has taken off the ropes with a suicide splash. Alecia Matthews: … Be still my heart! The arena lights come back on, revealing Penny crashing right into DevilKiller, plowing him now with punch after punch. Cameron Stone: Holy crap! The DevilKiller catches one of Penny’s punches and strikes back with a hard headbutt into Penny’s nose. Penny stumbles over and the DevilKiller springs to his feet and just flat out gores Penny into the steel fame of the ring! A close up now on Penny showing her nose completely busted up! Cameron Stone: The referee hasn’t even called for the bell yet and already DevilKiller has broken Penny’s nose! Alecia Matthews: Girls see more blood than boys- come on Penny, this ain’t nothing for you! Cameron Stone: Did you just quote Game of Thrones? Alecia Matthews: You know nuthin’ Cameron Stone: Actually, it’s Samuel Ahriman. Alecia Matthews: You know nuthin’, Samuel Ahriman. Penny wipes some of the blood from her nose and stares into her hand and the DevilKiller knocks her in the chest with a hard chop. Penny takes it in like a big girl and slaps DevilKiller hard across the face. DevilKiller leans over, grabs one of Penny’s pigtails and begins to brutalize her with a series of never-ending chops. Penny spits into DevilKiller’s eyes, enraging the giant all the more as he swings over a hard punch, but Penny ducks it, and pushes DevilKiller fist-first into the steel ring post- the crack of which sends an unsettling shudder among the thousands in attendance., … “HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!” the fans chant!Cameron Stone: The fans just took the words right out of my mouth… In all the years, I’ve spent in this sport I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything that legitimately painful. DevilKiller cradles his hand, crying in agony. Penny takes advantage of this and pushes him into the ring, shoving herself inside after him as she reaches for his leg for the pin- when the referee hasn’t even called for the bell yet.The referee calls for the bell and slides down into the mat, his hand raised high for the three count.
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2… DevilKiller kicks out.Penny rolls over and locks DevilKiller into a fujiwara armbar, using the leverage to wrench the fingers of his injured hand. The referee motions over and pushes Penny off, but this only inspires Penny to roll back to her feet, jump into the air and crush DevilKiller’s hand once again with a giant stomp. Penny hooks the legs again. 1…
2… DevilKiller kicks out. Quickly, both wrestlers scramble back to their feet. Penny rushes over with a clothesline, but DevilKiller ducks it and delivers a hard boot across Penny’s midsection and follows up with another yakuza kick that sends Penny stumbling into the corner. DevilKiller rushes at her with a clothesline, but Penny ducks out of the way and traps DevilKiller into the corner. Wasting no time, Penny unleashes multiple shoot kicks across DevilKiller’s body. Following up with a hard forearm across the jaw, Penny paces back and returns with a running knee, but DevilKiller ducks away as Penny crashes knee-first into the corner and DevilKiller follows up with a pele kick across Penny’s back. The Velocity Grrrl staggers atop the second rope, DevilKiller grabs her by the waist and drives her into the canvass with a single arm snap German suplex- DevilKiller bridges.1…
2… Penny Kicks out and has the presence of mind to roll to the outside where she leans against the apron, but DevilKiller uses this to his advantage as he nails Penny hard in the face with a baseball slide that sends her crashing into the security rails.Cameron Stone: DevilKiller is fighting through the pain. Alecia Matthews: He’s a freak of nature, of course he’s used to pain. Cameron Stone: Monster or no monster- there is no way a living creature can continue fighting with a broken hand! Alecia Matthews: Did you just call him a creatu- Holy crap! DevilKiller has taken air with a diving front flips, just hurling himself off the ropes as he crashes into Penny with enough force that it dents the security rail in the process. The crowd in attendance has broken out in another smattering of “HOLY SH*T”! Cameron Stone: DevilKiller just launched himself with that diving front flip!!! Damn, I guess the man is a creature after all! Alecia Matthews: You make it sound like it’s a good thing. Cameron Stone: Try stepping into the ring with someone that looks like DevilKiller. Are you kidding?! I would pay my Canadian dollars to see him rip someone apart! Both Penny Shannon and DevilKiller are down; the Velocity Grrrl is barely moving, and DevilKiller appears to be crying over his injured hand. Alecia Matthews: Ha! But the damage has already been done. Cameron Stone: What are you talking about? Alecia Matthews: I think DevilKiller landed on his hand. -WFWF Replay: Split screen comes on. On the tiny box in the left, we see Penny and DevilKiller lying on the ground. On the bigger box on the right, we see several replays of DevilKiller’s dive in slow motion, capturing how he had inadvertently landed right over his injured hand-Penny has crawled away while the referee checks on DevilKiller, who appears to be curled up in the fetal position, clutching his hand. The referee and DevilKiller look like their arguing.“It’s over, DevilKiller.” “No!”
“Come on, be reasonable.”“F*ck off!” DevilKiller grunts as he grabs the referee by the collar of his shirt and pulls him close. “I’m going to kill that stupid bit-”But before DevilKiller could even finish speaking, Penny kicked him right in the face, just plowing through the referee as her boot met the brunt of his jaw. Cameron Stone: … Holy crap! Alecia Matthews: It serves DevilKiller right- he broke his hand- twice in one night, mind you. The referee gave him the chance to call the match of, but noooo, he had to call Penny a “b-i-t-c-h” and look where it led him, a good kick in the face. Cameron Stone: As if we don’t have enough wrestlers kicking people in the face… The referee is in complete shock- his eyes bugged out, both hands pressed against the back of his head; his knees shaking as the crotch of his trousers turn an extra shade of black, spreading a tinkle down his leg. Samuel Ahriman: … I think the referee just peed. Alecia Matthews: SHUT IT, AHRIMAN! Cameron Stone: He’s right- I think the referee just pissed his pants! Leaning forward, Penny grabs DevilKiller’s injured hand and locks him with a wrist-lock, wrenching away now as she starts to direct DevilKiller towards the steel steps. DevilKiller winces in agony as he has no choice but to follow Penny up the steps and over the apron. “Say uncle!” Penny laughs as she clenches the wrist lock. “Agggggghhhhh” DevilKiller yelps.Penny leans over and spits right into DevilKiller’s face as she wrenches the hold again and screams, “Say uncle, you little bitch!” Screaming into the air, DevilKiller knocks Penny in the face with an open hand palm strike- following with one shot after another until Penny has let go of the arm wrench, Penny tries to block the attack, but this gives DevilKiller enough room to grab her with his good hand and plant her into the apron with a flapjack; DevilKiller hitting the floor on both feet as Penny hits the apron hard, her head bouncing on impact.A sick “Oooooooooww” thunders across the arena.Cameron Stone: This is what I’m talking about. DevilKiller will not give up- the man is a beast, he is a creature. He has been trained for horrors that war can not prepare you for. And we are seeing that come out here tonight. Still somewhat groggy, DevilKiller shakes the pain of his hand now as he reaches out for Penny’s legs, holding her by the waist now as he pulls her away from the canvass and swings her head-first into the security rail. Another sick “Ooooooww” from the audience.Cameron Stone: DevilKiller is using Penny as a battering ram- he’s going to kill her! DevilKiller doesn’t let go. Carrying Penny towards the next security rail, the giant swings her again. In an effort to finally bring some order into the match, a fresh referee has entered the ring, relieving his urinated comrade of his duty. The fresh referee begins the ten count.1…DevilKiller swings Penny head first into another security rail.2…DevilKiller swings Penny into another.3…And another… The crowd has started to sing along.4…… And another….5…… And another that the crowd is starting to count along.6…DevilKiller swings Penny head first into another security rail.7…And another.8… DevilKiller impales Penny into the brunt of the security rail and slips into the ring to restart the ten count as the audience has risen to their feet, decorating DevilKiller in a standing ovation.Alecia Matthews: Oh my God… What’s wrong with these people? DevilKiller grabs a handful of Penny’s tights, reeling her forward, but the Velocity Grrrl turns her head and blasts DevilKiller in the eyes with pink mist. Blinded by a sting, DevilKiller turns his body away as Penny slips down to the arena floor, revealing a bottle of pink lemonade in her hand.Penny opens the bottle again and takes another mouthful, rushing up to DevilKiller now as she forces his eyes open as she sprays the pink mist into his eyes again! “AAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHH, MY EYES!!!!”, DevilKiller hollers outloud as Penny grabs him by the hair and pushes him back into the ring. DevilKiller rolls towards the center of the canvass now as Penny follows inside after him, hopping up to her feet now as she circles around the giant, just waiting for him to come to. DevilKiller pushes himself off the mat and Penny charges over with boot in the air, looking to hit the Liberty Cap, but DevilKiller rolls over and trips Penny down with a drop toe hold. DevilKiller floats over and locks Penny into the STF, using the brunt of his arms now to keep the hold in the place.
Penny reaches her arm out into the ropes, just trying to reach for the ropes, but the hold is locked in and the DevilKiller wrenches away at the hold. Cameron Stone: This might be in. DevilKiller is using all three hundred pounds, there is no way Penny can get out of this one. The referee checks in on Penny, but the Velocity Grrrl is still trying to push herself off her elbows, but the DevilKiller snaps his arm a little, really cranking the submission! “OUUUUUCH!”, Penny cries out as the DevilKiller snaps her again. “… YOU F*CKING @ss HOLE!”DevilKiller snaps the hold again.The referee jumps over to Penny and asks her if she wants to submit. DevilKiller keeps the hold in place now as the Velocity Grrrl appears to be fading. Alecia Matthews: Don’t give up, girl! You’ve got this! The referee grabs Penny’s hand and holds it up into the air… It drops.The referee holds up Penny’s hand again… It drops. Cameron Stone: This is it, I’m calling it now. … One more time, the referee raises Penny’s hand… It’s dro- NO! Penny’s still in this! Alecia Matthews: YES! Cameron Stone: Penny’s still in this! Can she escape the STF? Penny pushes out her hand, clenching it as she struggles to keep it up. The referee rushes over to DevilKiller and pries him off the submission. DevilKiller pushes the referee away and as Penny tries to crawl back to her feet, the DevilKiller storms over with a vicious stomp across Penny’s back.
DevilKiller grabs Penny by the head, but she recovers and locks him with an inside cradle, hooking the leg. 1…
2… DevilKiller kicks out!Both wrestlers explode back to the feet and square off in the center of the ring, looking right at one another. They appear to be nodding as they begin circling around the center of the ring, getting closer and closer until they collide into each other with open punches.
The crowd in the Garden has erupted as Penny and DevilKiller duke it out in the center of the ring. Despite, getting some good shots in, Penny use of both her hands seems to be overpowering the giant as she slowly works at beating the giant down to his knees, but DevilKiller drives an elbow against Penny’s ribs and follows up with a hard European uppercut, turning Penny over on her heels. Quickly, DevilKiller grabs Penny and sets her up for the Devil’s Coffin, but Penny twists her heels and reverses it with a spinning head-scissor. Penny springs back on her feet and charges into DevilKiller with the lariat, but the DevilKiller counters it and plants her with a powerslam. DevilKiller hooks the legs. 1…
2… Penny kicks out!Cameron Stone: And the playing field has been leveled. It’s anyone’s match now. Both wrestlers lie in the center of the ring. DevilKiller is the first one to come to his feet now as he charges forward and clips Penny in the head with a forearm. Penny stumbles into the corner, DevilKiller after her now, sending her to the other corner with an Irish-whip, rushing after her now. Penny charges up the turnbuckle and backflips off the corner asDevilKiller hits the post, turning over his shoulder now as Penny nails him with a superkick. The DevilKiller lugs over as Penny hits him with another superkick, but the DevilKiller sidesteps and hooks Penny over his shoulder now. DevilKiller screams into the air as he hurls towards the turnbuckle post, but Penny swings over and plants him head-first with a reverse frankenpenny! Rolling back to her feet, Penny cuts DevilKiller off as he tries to make it back to his feet by nailing him with the Liberty Cap- the brunt of Penny’s boot just driving into DevilKiller’s neck, forcing him into the canvass. Penny screams into the air, “I’M GOING MEDIEVAL ON THIS BITCH!”. Quickly, Penny grabs DevilKiller by the head and drags him to the corner. Penny rolls DevilKiller on his belly and positions him over the bottom turnbuckle pad on all fours with his back facing the ring. Penny kicks him in the ass, making sure he stays firmly in place. Penny turns around and marches up the opposite corner, turning now to look at DevilKiller as a sadistic smirk comes across her face. Penny rises up the top rope now as the thousands in attendance have risen to their feet, just waiting for whatever violent spectacle the Velocity Grrrl has up her sleeve.Cameron Stone: … Just what the hell does that girl think she’s doing? Alecia Matthews: -swooning- Something special <3 Penny launches herself off the top rope with a picture perfect dropkick that damn near tears DevilKiller’s ass apart… The brunt of Penny’s heels just colliding violently into DevilKiller’s tailbone! A chorus of “HOLY crap!” thunders across the arena as the giant cries; his legs shaking involuntarily! Alecia Matthews: … THE PENNYTRATOR! Cameron Stone: … Penny Shannon nailed DevilKiller in the ass with a Pennytrator?! Penny drags DevilKiller to the center of the ring and places her boot over his chest, raising her hand into the air as the referee makes the three count.1…
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3… Christa Adina: Here us your winner, Penny Shannon! “Fast and Freighting” rips into the arena as Penny keeps herself where she is, as fireworks begin to erupt across from all four corners of the ring. Cameron Stone: Penny paid for this, didn’t she? Alecia Matthews: I can neither confirm nor deny that. Penny slips out of the ring, panting now as she smiles knowing that she fought well tonight. Penny makes her way up the isle, high fiving whatever fans are closest to her. Mid-way up the isle, a cute blonde girl is holding up a “I <3 Penny” sign. Penny reaches over the security rail and lays a big kiss on the strange girl’s lips. Penny keeps the kiss for a good moment and then pulls herself away. Running her finger over her lips, Penny smirks and walks through the curtain.The cute sign-girl faints.Alecia Matthews: … That lucky girl! CUT TO AD BREAK
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Post by Drakz on Aug 26, 2014 7:55:55 GMT -5
~~~~Earlier Today~~~~~~The cameras cut to what looks to be home video of sorts. It is a makeshift office. The video is coming from a camera on a tripod set up in one corner. The main focus is a table that has an awesome desk chair behind it with the greatest midget alive, in the greatest midget suit ever, sitting in it. Next to him stands The Dragon Tugarin Zmey. Across from the table are a couple of milk crates stacked up. DMK appears to be looking over some papers that are scattered across the table. You want better description, you can eat a dick. Ryan Brockie enters the corner of the frame and immediately stops dead in his tracks.Ryan Brockie: What is this? Milk crates and where am I going to sit? This doesn’t look professional at all. DMK: Well after I found this sweet chair, I decided I wanted to take this in a different route. I want to look like a dictator and these people are interviewing for their lives. I have a power boner right now. You can stand on the other side of me and I will have an even more imposing look. It will help distract from people that I am a midget. Oh and I forgot about this. DMK pulls out a handgun and casually places it on the table.DMK: Now I have the perfect image working for me. I am going to look so badass when I watch this later. Ryan doesn’t know what to say. After standing there dumbfounded for a moment, he finally finds some words.Ryan: I have the first person who applied ready. DMK: Send in the peasant. Ryan turns and disappears for a moment before returning with a rather non-descript man in his late 30’s or maybe early 40’s. Nothing about this man sticks out at all except his shirt. It is worn and is missing a few letters. With what is left, it reads “SHN O RLY”. The man is confused as he looks at the stack of milk crates. Ryan takes his place beside DMK while letting out a loud sigh.SHN O RLY: Is this where I am supposed to sit? DMK: Is there something wrong with your chair? He shrugs and sits on the crates, checking to make sure he break them or fall over. DMK doesn’t even let him get settled before he starts with the questions.DMK: So tell me why you think you have what it takes to roll me and the big mother f~cker over here? SHN O RLY: You don’t want to know my name, history or anything? DMK: You are already losing points for not answering the question. It is rude to answer a question with a question. Is that the type of person you are? Because that type of person is an asshat. Are you an asshat? SHN O RLY: …No, I am not an asshat. DMK: Good. Then answer the goddamn question. SHN O RLY: Well I have wrestled in 87 different promotions. I actually wrestled in the WFWF already before so I am pretty familiar with big time. DMK: You do anything special in the WFWF when you were here? SHN O RLY: Well no not really. I was held down by the suits. They didn’t like me so I was screwed a lot. DMK: Well that doesn’t make you sound badass. That just makes you sound like a b~tch. SHN O RLY: Well it is true. They didn’t like my first gimmick, an angry anti-American Canadian. So I changed my name and gimmick to an angry anti-American Australian. That only made them hate me more so I evolved into a computer wrestling smark. DMK: I don’t know what half of those words mean. But I am going to go ahead and end this now. You are a tool. You were probably a tool back then. NEXT!!!! Get this peasant out of my sight!!! SHN O RLY stands up looking dejected and non-descript. Ryan shakes his head as he ushers the man out.DMK: Well that was a terrible start to this. Ryan returns.DMK: Where did you find that guy? Ryan: You did. You put an ad on Craigslist. DMK: Since when do you find meatsacks like that on Craigslist? It is usually legitimate people. Ryan says nothing. He simply leaves and returns with the next person. The man doesn’t even make it all the way into the frame before DMK is going ballistic.DMK: F~ck that sh~t! I am going to f~cking kill you, you ****! Get over here you b~tch, Dane! Ryan immediately grabs DMK trying to keep the little man from leaping over the table. Dane Cook comes fully into the shot now.Dane Cook: F~ck you Donnie! You owe me money, f~cknut! DMK: I don’t owe you sh~t after you had that butt plug sign. But now you will get an ass kicking from a midget. DMK breaks free of Ryan. He climbs on the table and leaps off into Dane who falls into the camera. It topples over and it goes to dark. Alecia Matthews: Tonight is shaping up to be one for the ages, and the hits keep on coming as we gear up for the first of our three championship matches. Samael Ahriman: Right you are Alecia. The National Title has been vacant since Reborn, when Drakz vacated the championship after his classic match with Phillip Schneider at SuperBrawl, and as a result, we have been treated to an exciting and competitive tournament to crown a new champion. Cam? Cameron Stone: Absolutely guys. Here in the WFWF, take every bit of conventional wisdom about a tournament format and turn it right on it's ear, because that is exactly what's happened here. Our competitors have got here tonight through different avenues. Try and keep up as Alecia explains. Alecia Matthews: Thanks Cam. Eight people started this tournament, and three remain to battle it out for the title. Three people you ask? We start with Justin Tyger, who got here tonight with the most conventional route, defeating Pepe Le Plucha and long time rival Johnny Magnum to reach the title match. Nikki Dean got to the title by defeating Shapiro in the opening round, and receiving a bye into the finals after Phillip Schneider's actions against Josh Dean in what was supposed to be the fourth opening round match, forcing General Manager Lila Sleater to make a decision. Because of that, Shapiro got a second chance and made the most of that opportunity, pinning Axel Thornstowe in a four way second chance match that also included ACM and Ron Mexico. Three people, three paths, one championship to be decided tonight! Cameron Stone: As a former National Champion, I can tell you that someone's career will be changed forever. Alecia Matthews: Let's send it up to Christa Adina to get us started! Cue cameras to the ring, where Christa Adina is standing with mic in hand. "Too Hot" by Loverboy begins to blare throughout the arena. As the song hits tempo, "Soulfire" Justin Tyger bounces out from behind the curtain, spinning in a circle as he throws up the Longhorns sign. He makes his way down the the ring, slapping hands that are extended his way. He jumps up on the apron, wiping off his feet before spinning into the ring. He bounces back and forth between the ropes before stopping and falling on one knee, holding up both hands in the Victory sign and smiling before jumping to his feet and heading to his corner.Christa Adina: The following contest is a triple threat match set for one fall, and it is for the vacant WFWF National Championship! Making his way to the ring, from Lebanon, Tennessee, weighing in at 243 pounds. He is "Soulfire" Justiiiiiin Tyyyyyyger! 20 seconds after My Time by Soil kicks in Shapiro emerges through the curtain with his trademark black shirt which reads "The Hope Dealer" in white letters. He stops on the stage bouncing from left to right switching feet to get loose. As he starts down the ramp he gladly gives high fives to kids and all who will receive them. He slides under the bottom rope and as he walks across the ring he looks out at the crowd with amazement. Shapiro steps on the 2nd turnbuckle, looks out at the crowd as he raises both hands high into the air.Christa Adina: And his opponents, first from Odessa, Texas, weighing in at 200 pounds. He is the "Hope Dealer" Shaaapirooo! Roar by Katy Perry hits as Nikki makes her way onto the stage. She walks down the ramp slapping hands with the fans on each side at a high energy pace. She climbs the stairs and heads toward the turnbuckle. Climbing the buckle, she throws both hands up with her index fingers up in the number one, before flipping into the ring with an aerial, landing on her feet and throwing her right hand up with the number one. Christa Adina: And their opponent, from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 135 pounds. She is the "Bad Teacher" Nikkiiiiiii Deeeeeeaaaan! DING DING!Alecia Matthews: And here we go, National Title is on the line! The three competitors size each other up before Nikki bullrushes Tyger in the corner and lands a couple of hard kicks to the body. Shapiro makes his way into the action, joining in with alternating hooks to the body and head. Nikki steps in front of Shapiro and rocks Tyger's head back with some short elbows. Shapiro shoves Nikki off and goes back to work on the body. Nikki pushes Shapiro away and lights Tyger's chest up woth a brutal knife edge chop. Tyger stumbles out of the corner and Shapiro decks him with a big right hand along the ropes. Shapiro whips Tyger into the ropes and Tyger puts on the breaks, sliding out of ring, leaving Nikki and Shapiro in the ring. Nikki nods at Shapiro and both competitors slide out of the ring, looking to catch Tyger in the middle. The plan works as Tyger tries to escape and is cut off by Shapiro, allowing Nikki to come up from behind and deck Tyger upon turning around with discuss lariat! Nikki and Shapiro grab Tyger from a side and toss him the ring. Nikki climbs onto the apron and looks to slingshot in, but Shapiro pulls her down by the foot, causing her to smack her face on the apron. Shapiro takes advantage and slides into the ring and looks for a pin fall,1....2.....Kick out by Tyger.Tyger sits up and Shapiro lands a brutal crossface forearm to the bridge of the face, before locking up a side headlock to pull Tyger to his feet. Tyger pushes Shapiro of into the ropes and Shapiro knocks him down with a shoulder tackle. Shapiro hits the ropes and keeps momentum as he hits a running knee lift. He rebounds off the opposite ropes. Tyger, while stunned, still attempts to take Shapiro over with a hip toss. Its blocked by Shapiro, who follows up with a clothesline. Nikki has gained her feet on the outside and as Tyger gets up, she springboards to the top rope and nails both guys with huge front missile dropkick! Shapiro sprawls toward the ropes and Nikki looks for the pin,1....2.....Kick out by Tyger!Alecia Matthews: We're starting to see the dynamic being played out here. Alliances formed albeit briefly and several different attempts to get the leg up. Samael Ahriman: This is why it is key to keep your head on a swivel. Cameron Stone: We can see that the concentration has been to eliminate Justin Tyger from the equation early due to his overall experience edge. Nikki pulls Tyger to his feet and cracks him the jaw with a forearm strike before backing up to the ropes. As she comes off the ropes, Tyger elevates her and Nikki adjusts in mid air to snap off a hurricanrana on Shapiro. Shapiro sprawls under the bottom rope. On the inside, Nikki looks for a kick on Tyger, who catches it. Nikki hops around, looking for an enziguri. Tyger ducks the attempt but Nikki scores with reverse heel kick on the follow that sends Tyger crashing head first into Shapiro. Shapiro flies off the apron and smacks chest first on the retaining barrier! Tyger stumbles around and Nikki hits him with a standing dropkick to the back that sends Tyger into the corner. Nikki backs up into the opposite corner, before charging in. She handsprings and connects with a brutal looking back elbow to the temple! Tyger is stunned and Nikki wraps him up, turning him around and dropping him face first into the corner with a reverse STO. Moving out to the apron, she slingshots over the top ropes, hitting a Hilo on Tyger! Pin cover, 1....2.... Kick out by Tyger!Shapiro starts to make his way back to the apron as Tyger catches Nikki with a forearm to the gut to break up the rally. Shapiro gets caught as he steps through the ropes by Tyger. Shapiro steps in and goes to work on the body with heavy hooks, but Tyger catches him with a knee to the body to stop the flurry, before locking him up and tossing him overhead with an Exploder Suplex! Nikki comes over and Tyger locks her up and tosses her overhead with a second Exploder Suplex!. Tyger turns his attention to Shapiro and kicks him in the gut. Double undertook and Tyger lifts him, then powers him down with a Tiger Driver. Pin attempt,1...2....Kick out by Shapiro!Tyger bends down to pull Shapiro to his feet and Nikki has joined the fray once again, this time land a flush Switchblade style roundhouse kick to the back of Tyger's head, releasing Shapiro from Tyger's grasp. Tyger goes to a knee and when rises, Nikki is there to jack his jaw with a calf kick. Shapiro makes it to his feet and catches Nikki with a brutal body shot. Shapiro whips Nikki into the ropes, and on the rebound attempts a high back elbow. Nikki ducks and takes Tyger down with a headscissors. Tyger flies to the outside and Shapiro runs off the ropes. Nikki sidesteps his charge, but Shapiro uses the momentum to dive through the ropes, connecting with a suicide dive onto Tyger. Nikki sees her opportunity and hits the ropes full speed. She charges towards her two foes and vaults over the top rope, hitting both men with a spaceman corkscrew plancha! F*CK YEAH!Crowd: This is awesome! This is awesome! Alecia Matthews: And Nikki Dean scores with an amazing dive! Samael Ahriman: That is the kind of high paced action that made me excited when this match was made! Cameron Stone: The Bad Teacher giving these guys a lesson on defying the laws of physics! Nikki continues the attack, grabbing Tyger and rolling him into the ring. She goes to the apron, measuring Tyger. As he gets to his feet, Nikki s pringboards to the top ropes and flies off, smashing into Tyger with a flying clothesline. Nikki pops up and there's Shapiro, who spins her around and plants her with a big side belly to belly suplex! Tyger has made it to his feet, but is clearly starting show the damage from the match. He stumbles into the ropes and Shapiro doubles him over with a hook to the liver. Shapiro hooks him, lifting him before dropping him onto the top rope, using that momentum to swing Tyger and plant him face first with a sit out gourdbuster! Shapiro turns him over for the cover, 1....2....Nikki in to make the save!Nikki steps in and nails Shapiro right across the chest with a roundhouse kick. Shapiro holds his chest as he works away from Nikki who follows him to the corner. Nikki whips Shapiro out of the corner, Shapiro reverses and whips Nikki into the buckle. Tyger is on the outside, regaining his balance. Shapiro and Tyger charge in, sandwiching Nikki in the corner with a clothesline/rope assisted enziguri combo! YEAH! Shapiro grabs a punch drunk Nikki by the head and spins into the corner, pushing himself to the middle rope. Tyger looks to get in further on the action, but Shapiro cuts him off with a punch from his other hand. Shapiro jumps off, driving Nikki head first into the mat with a tornado DDT! SH*T! Cover,1....2.....Tyger pulls Shapiro out by the foot and slides in, looking to pick the bones, 1....2..... Shapiro pulls Tyger out and the two men trade blows on the outside! F*CK YEAH HOCKEY STYLE! with dueling single collar tie and punches going to the body and head. Shapiro starts to get the upper hand, but Tyger cuts him off with a jumping knee strike. Tyger grabs Shapiro by the head and runs him head first into the post, laying Shapiro out. Tyger goes to the top rope, locking Nikki in his radar before jumping off and landing a monster guillotine leg drop! Cover, 1....2.....Nikki kicks out!Alecia Matthews: After a rough start, Justin Tyger is starting find some offense here. Samael Ahriman: Tyger is a veteran, he's not going to waste his stamina trying inflict damage. Cameron Stone: With so much on the line, you can't afford to take unnecessary risks. Tyger picks Nikki up, looking to inflict more damage, rocking Nikki's head back with a forearm shiver. Nikki fights back with a forearm shiver of her own. Tyger doubles her over with a body solebutt, before sneaking behind her and looking for a backdrop suplex. Nikki flips out the back door and as he turn around, Shapiro dropkicks Tyger's knees out from under him. Nikki follows up with a basement superkick! Shapiro looks for a cover, doesn't see Nikki handspringing off the ropes.Crowd: Holy Sh*t! Holy crap! Alecia Matthews: Tyger's out cold and Shapiro is taking advantage! 1....2.....Nikki breaks up the count with a standing corkscrew moonsault! Shapiro holds his back in pain as he gets to his feet, while Tyger rolls to the outside. Nikki measures, looking for the bicycle kick. Shapiro ducks and connects with a Flatliner as Nikki turns around. Shapiro floats over and locks up the Shapiro Stretch (Rings of Saturn)! Nikki struggles as she wears the anguish on her face. Shapiro leans back to put maximum pressure on Nikki's back. Tyger has rolled back into the ring and clocks Shapiro with a brutal running knee strike to the face to break up the submission attempt. Tyger picks Nikki up to her feet. Nikki fights back with hard elbows, finishing the combo with a big rolling elbow! Tyger drops to a knee and Nikki grabs the head and drives Tyger into the canvas with a sit out facebuster! Cover,1....2.....Kick out by Tyger! Alecia Matthews: The pace of this match is starting to show on our athletes. Samael Ahriman: I can't pick a winner here! Nikki goes to the top rope, looking possibly looking for the end. Tyger starts to stir as Nikki jumps, looking for the Expulsion (Flying Double Stomp), bails and rolls out. Shapiro has entered the ring via the top rope and Nikki charges in Shapiro turns her inside out with a flying clothesline! Shapiro pops up, showing his intensity and walks right right into a release German Suplex from Tyger. Tyger gets up, dusting his hands off, only to get dropped with a Nikki backstabber! Shapiro starts to gain his feet, but Nikki continues her roll with the Honor Roll, NO countered onto a swinging Samoan Drop! Cover, 1... 2.....Nikki gets the shoulder up!Shapiro smacks the mat, and as Nikki gets to her feet, Shapiro grabs the arm and looks for the Damage Plan, but Nikki reverses into the Headcheck (Hammerlock Hook Kick). Tyger is up to his feet and knocks Nikki down from behind with big forearm. Tyger motions for the Northern Lights Bomb, but Nikki resourcefully knees Tyger in the head to break his grip. Nikki spins to backside and pushes Tyger into a boot to the gut from Shapiro. Shapiro lifts Tyger for Gory Bomb, giving Nikki time to hit a handspring into the ropes and connecting with a cutter as Shapiro hits the Gory Bomb! Cover by Shapiro, 1....2.....Nikki breaks up the count!Shapiro turns his attention to Nikki as Tyger is still face down on the mat. Shapiro charges in for a clothesline, misses and Nikki makes him pay with a brutal Bicycle Kick! Shapiro is down as Tyger stirs. Nikki turns her attention to Tyger, who catches her with a big knee to the gut to double her over. Tyger runs off the ropes and looks for the Western Lariat, but Nikki ducks and Shapiro takes the Western Lariat on the chin! Tyger looks down at his target rolling out of the ring and Nikki comes up from behind and spins him around. Valedictorian Blast (Standing Shirauni)! Assessing the situation, Nikki vaults herself to the top rope, Shapiro is nowhere to be found! SUMMA CUM LAUDE (Red Arrow)!Alecia Matthews: Summa Cum Laude! What a move! Here's the cover! 1.... 2.....Shapiro dives into the ring, but gets tangled in the ropes, its too late!3!DING DING!Alecia Matthews: She did it! Christa Adina: Here is your winner, and NEW WFWF NATIONAL CHAMPION!, "The Bad Teacher" NIKKIIII DEEEEAAAN! Roar by Katy Perry hits and Nikki drops down to her knees and puts her hands in front of her face, still in shock of the moment until the referee comes into the ring and hands her the championship belt for the first time. Nikki takes the title in both hands and shoots them up in the air, displaying the title proudly!Alecia Matthews: She was an underdog all throughout this tournament, but here she stands at the end of it champion! Nikki drops the title down, just grasping it with one hand. She walks over to the corner and climbs to the second rope and holds the title above her head.~~~~Later in the Day~~~~~~The camera cuts back to the make shift office of DMK.DMK: Is the camera alright? Ryan: It survived. DMK: How the f~ck does Dane Cook get in here? Ryan: He used a fake name, Tha CBT. I should have spotted it; no one goes by something that stupid. DMK: If I see that mother f~cker again, I will kill him. F~ck Dane Cook. DMK leans back in his chair as he waves for Ryan to bring in the next person. In walks girl in her early 30’s dressed almost completely in black. There is almost a dirty tinge to her. It is like she just looks unclean or something. DMK eyes her suspiciously for a moment.DMK: Why do you look familiar? Dirty Goth: Well I used to be friends with Michael… Her crackly voice, likely from smoking too many menthols, almost takes on a singsong quality if the Crypt Keeper can sound like that.DMK: That doesn’t help. He bangs a lot of whores. She looks sad at that remark.DMK: Wait…didn’t you used to smoke that Jew? I forgot his name…Bill or something. She looks down at her feet as if she is too ashamed to answer with the truth.DMK: Oh gross, get the f~ck out! This room might have herpes or something now. Before Ryan can show her the door, she takes off running out of the frame.DMK: We need to disinfect ourselves! Ryan: You will be alright. Let’s get this freak show over with. DMK eyes him suspiciously. Ryan leaves and grabs the next person. In walks a man who looks to be ripped. He is wearing a grey shirt that says “BaconStripes” over and over. His aviator sunglasses cover his eyes even indoors. In one hand he has a bottle of Jack Daniels, and the other some kind of meat sandwich. DMK nearly leaps out of his seat in excitement.DMK: Muscles Glasses!! Holy sh~t! I am a big fan. Muscles Glasses takes a bite out of his meat sandwich.DMK: I can’t believe you want to join me and my crew here. Muscles Glasses takes a bite out of his meat sandwich and takes a swig from the bottle of Jack.DMK: F~cking awesome! Ryan you scored with this one right here. Muscles Glasses walks over and stands behind the chair. He alternates between taking bites from his meat sandwich and his bottle of Jack while Ryan ushers in the next person.DMK: I really hope it is someone as awesome as my boy here, Muscles Glasses. Ryan walks back into frame but the person who is following him stops just outside of the frame.DMK: Wait…I know you…You are that f~cking guy… DMK snaps his fingers as the camera goes black. Midget magic. Blue lights begin to flash throughout the arena and the crowd goes wild. “Respect” by Devour The Day begins to play loud and echo throughout the arena. Kyle stands on top of the stage, stares at DMK and the giant who stand in the ring beaming back. He makes his way to the ring giving the fans high fives.Christa Adina: Introducing first, from Motor City, Michigan, weighing in tonight at 235 pounds, KYLE MATTHEWS!!! Samael Ahriman: Kyle Matthews has a huge disadvantage as he faces this man… The lights go out. “Beware” by Big Pun begins to play over the speakers. Spotlights burst on and center on the stage. Tugarin Zmey stands under the spotlight. DMK, in a Sopranos-esque suit, emerges from behind him along with several other midgets all in black shirts that say Security. They encircle Zmey and DMK as they walk to the ring.Christa Adina: And his opponent, weighing a huge 415lbs, being accompanied to the ring by DMK, Tugarin Zmey! The midget security-force scream obscenities at the crowd while stealing various signs. DMK strolls beside Zmey with absolute confidence. Zmey climbs into the ring while DMK uses the stairs. The other midgets flood the ring also sending everyone else scurrying away. The spotlights go out and the house lights come back on, DMK and his monster stand in the center of the ring. Now with the full lighting returned, it is obvious that some if not all of these midget guards are crack heads. One has burn scars all by his overly large nose, he must be a Jewish cracked out midget. Another is missing three of his front teeth, while more than one are bare foot. Eventually DMK uses some rated R language and they all scatter out of the ring. Zmey settles in the corner while DMK shouts at whoever will listen. Tugarin stands firmly in his corner, leaning backwards in the corner as Kyle Matthews leans over in a ready position as his eyes keep focused on Tugarin’s long tree trunk like legs. If he has to do anything to win this match, it’s to take out Zmey’s legs. DMK has now positioned himself on the ring apron, the only way he’d be able to see the contest from his height, and is barking orders at Zmey.Kyle runs at full speed from his corner and jumps up high in the air to try and connect a punch on the dragon’s gigantic head, but as he reaches maximum air, Tugarin swiftly swats him down like a fly as Matthew’s body bounces off the ring mat, Tugarin towering over his fallen foe. Tugarin looks down at Kyle, who has now rolled over to the other side of the ring and gotten himself up with his mind scrambling, looking for another strategy plan against this huge man.Cameron Stone: The trick to fighting a gigantic man like Tugarin is to target the legs and bring him down to your size. That way, he won’t be able to club your head as hard with his giant hands. Tugarin slowly walks over to the middle of the ring, keeping his eyes focused on Kyle who has now started circling the giant. Kyle picks up his speed as he pounces at Tugarin’s leg. Kyle latches onto Zmey’s leg as he starts to unleash punches onto the kneecap of The Dragon. DMK looks intensely at his client, who has now lifted his leg up as Kyle is still connected and swooshes Matthews off of it. The man from Motor City once again retreating to his corner, looking for the advantage.Kyle slithers up the ropes and back into his corner as Tugarin makes his way over to his opponent. Matthews looks to escape to the right, but Tugarin latches onto the ring ropes preventing Matthews’ escape. Kyle looks over to the left and slides his body over, but Tugarin grabs ahold of the other set of ropes, cornering Kyle Matthews in the corner. Zmey brings his leg back and unleashes a wild blow with his knee into Kyle’s sternum in the corner.Matthews doubles over in the corner as Tugarin grabs ahold of underneath of his shoulders and latches on. Zmey turns his body around and launches Kyle up into the air and to the other side of the ring! Matthews’ body crashes onto the mat as it rolls over upon impact, leaving him in a heap right next to Donnie Monty Kent. Zmey has now trapped the referee into the corner as DMK uses the advantage to deliver some very small punches to Kyle’s cranium.Tugarin releases the referee from the corner as has once again made his way over to his fallen foe, grabbing ahold of his neck and dragging him up to his feet. With firm control of the head, Tugarin brings his back and brings it down viciously onto Matthews’ cranium with a huge headbutt. The Dragon pushes “The Motor City Minor” into the corner and unleashes devastating blows to Kyle’s breadbasket, forcing his body to contort with each punch.Stepping back from his destruction, Tugarin grabs ahold of Kyle’s arm and brings him close to hoist him up onto his shoulders. Tugarin walks over to the middle of the ring and drops backwards, crashing his whole four hundred pound frame onto Kyle, with a devastating Samoan drop. Tugarin rolls himself over onto that of Kyle’s for a pinfall attempt....One…...Two…Kyle gets his shoulder up as Tugarin simply smirks as he looks down at his opponent. As both of them are still on the mat, Tugarin reaches his knees as he wraps his huge hands around the neck of Kyle. DMK celebrates on the ring apron as Kyle’s face turns bright red from the lack of oxygen reaching his brain. The referee proceeds to count the Dragon out, forcing him to break the illegal hold at four.Zmey gets up to his feet as he circles around his prey, like a monster underneath of a child’s bed. He looks back down to Kyle and drops an elbow, which Kyle rolls out of the way from. Zmey crashes to the ground and Kyle is up to his feet in a hurry to start unveiling some kicks to Zmey’s masked face! Kyle backs himself onto the ropes and launches himself off, hitting the monster with a shining wizard…But it is caught as Tugarin reverses and grabs ahold of Kyle in a powerbomb position. He makes his way to his feet, with his smaller opponent on his shoulders, and as he does he circles around the ring. As he reaches close to the ropes, Tugarin launches Matthews’ with a powerbomb into the ropes! Kyle’s head rebounding off each rope, as Donnie Monty Kent looks at the devastating move with a sly smile. Tugarin pushes Kyle’s limp body out of the ring, forcing him to crash on the ringside mat.Zmey follows him outside the ring and pulls Matthews’ up by the hair and grabbing his arm before whipping him into the guardrail. Kyle’s body bounces off the steel as his body seats itself on the ground, his back writhing in pain as the giant stands over top of him once again. The Dragon grabs ahold of Kyle’s scrawly hair and deadlifts him up onto his feet and connecting with another knee to his sternum. Forcing the young upstart to double over as Zmey hits his back with a double axehandle smash! Matthews’ lays limp on the floor, as DMK smiles at his client’s handiwork.Tugarin holds Kyle back up into the air in a gorilla press and launches him back into the ring, over the top ropes, as Kyle’s body hits the ring as Tugarin slowly makes his way back into the ring. As the Dragon returns in the squared circle, Matthews’ has somehow rolled over to the other side of the ropes and had managed to return to his feet. He sprints over to Zmey’s unexpected body and dropkicks him in the kneecap, forcing him to kneel down. Matthews decides to target the head as he wails on Tugarin’s masked cranium with multiple forearm shots.Kyle wraps his arm around Zmey’s huge bowling ball sized neck and locks in a violent sleeper hold. Matthews connects his fingers together to apply even more pressure, knocking the wind out of the giant. As he looks over to the fans, Kyle wrenches violently on his arm, cutting off a lot more airflow to the Dragon’s body. Kyle throws in a few punches in the hold, all while continuing to wrench at the neck of DMK’s client.Tugarin Zmey fights his way through the pain as he ascends to his feet. With Kyle still wrenching the hold, the Motor City Man jumps up onto the back of Tugarin and locks his legs around the large mass of The Dragon. Tugarin looks at DMK before nodding his head as he jumps backwards as his large body crashes on top of Kyle’s broken body. Kyle lays down flat on the mat in a heap as Tugarin ascends back to his feet in his corner, receiving orders from his manager.Following the orders of the midget, Tugarin grabs Kyle’s arm and pulls him to an upward position and irish whips him into the opposing set of turnbuckles. With his momentum working against him, Kyle runs back full force right into a violent big boot from the large Tugarin Zmey! The Inborn Aggression connects as Tugarin follows Kyle to the mat and shoots the half for the pinfall....One…...Two…...Three…Christa Adina: The winner of the match… TUGARIN ZMEY! DMK is screaming at Tugarin Zmey. He is jumping and pointing to a chair that he slide into the ring. Zmey walks over and grabs the chair as DMK is yelling for him to finish off Kyle Matthews. Zmey stands over Matthews with the chair when someone slides in and grabs the chair from behind. Zmey turns around and Samael Ahriman is standing in front of him with chair in hand. They have a stare down for a moment while DMK is screaming obscenities at anyone he can. Zmey takes a step back and away from Matthews as Ahriman doesn’t back down.Ahriman takes a step between Zmey and Kyle to the delight of the crowd. He looks over at Kyle who is staring up at the two men from his knees. Samael cranks back but to everyone's surprise slams the chair into the head of Matthews! Kyle falls back to the mat. Samael drops the chair as DMK and his midget security force swarm the ring. DMK is laughing as Ahriman is showing about as much emotion as Zmey to the crowd who are furiously booing the men. Out of nowhere Muscles Glasses appears in the circus with his meat sandwich and bottle of Jack Daniels. Samael asks for a mic.Samael Ahriman: Why do you boo me? All I did was run into the ring to make the timely save. You've cheered me for it before; and you were chanting my name just seconds ago. What, you mad at WHO I made the save for? Samael looks at Muscle Glasses, Zmey and DMK as he actually shows a little bit of emotion, but not one we've come to expect from Sam. his is one of a smug attitude.Samael Ahriman: For far too long I've sat back idly in that announcers chair, uncomfortable with the way the WFWF was going. That, and Demon is too cheap to actually buy decent chairs for the announcers so that didn't help my irritation. Then at SuperBrawl, everything seemed to come together. A first time, and well deserving, champion was crowned. Shawn Malakai. The crowd boos at Sam for even saying the Hall of Famer's name.Samael Ahriman: Cool your tits crowd, this is where you find out why I just did what I just did. Christ, such sheep. I bet half of them are Dane Cook fans, eh Midget? The Midget's face goes from elated to pissed.Samael Ahriman: So Shawn wins. Cool beans. Maybe things are going in the right direction. Then Bennett gets a title shot. And Garrett. And Drakz. And to top it all off, Dex gets the title itself and it makes me sick. There is no more class or structure in this place, so I figured the time was right to change that. Not that anyone in this ring screams class, but they scream organization and most importantly, they have a cause. So do I. You see, me and DMK here are dedicated to the same thing. That's why I attacked Matthews, someone who is fighting against my cause; and am pledging myself now. He pauses.Samael Ahriman: I; Samael Ahriman, am the newest ally to DMK. The newest member to the KoKaine Konspiracy. Ahriman kneels in the corner near Matthews.Samael Ahriman: And as for you, my little monkey wrench, I'll see you next week. Sam goes back to the group and raises the arm of Zmey.Samael Ahriman: Your winner! Alecia Matthews: Sam?! I don't understand? Cameron Stone: I can't believe he would side with that maniac?! This is insane! CUT TO AD BREAK
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Alecia Matthews: Well Sam has joined us back at ring side and I'd just like to let you know I'm disgusted with your actions this evening Ahriman. Cameron Stone: I can only assume he paid you a LOT of money Sam. This isn't like you. Samael Ahriman: Ladies and gentleman, since the critically acclaimed WFWF Reborn show, Joe Bishop has shown a very different side of himself. No longer did he consider himself a man for the people, as he aligned himself with his arch rival Trace Demon. These two men proved their initial point in a vicious steel cage as they brutally destroyed Solomon Crow with a chair. Alecia Matthews: I guess we're simply going to breeze over what just happened then? This is ridiculous. Cameron Stone: Fair enough. Got to stay professional I suppose. Since Reborn, nobody has heard or seen Solomon Crow. Rumors have run rampant that he is in a very serious coma. The actions of the duo were despicable, but they accomplished their mission and gave a huge warning to the current WFWF General Manager, miss Lila Sleater. Dubbing themselves The Final Revolution, Demon’s right hand man Jason Anders joined the group. Alecia Matthews: The trio of men came out during the Dream Catcher show to announce themselves as the group who wants to restore honor and pride into the federation. But before they could finish their speech, a familiar face had returned to the company. Samael Ahriman: That’s right Alecia, Dave Demento made his return to the WFWF by interrupting these punks in the ring. And he had made his intentions clear: he wants to regain the International Championship, a title that never officially lost. Alecia Matthews: And his second order of business is to rid The Final Revolution before they can hurt the company and the sport that he loves. A sport that put him in the hospital for half of a year. A sport that has taken blood, sweat and tears from him. Cameron Stone: Pride and honor both drive both men competing in tonight’s highly anticipated contest. Tonight, we will get a peek into the future. In one corner, Dave Demento is the challenger, a man fueled by revenge. And in the other corner stands the champion, Joe Bishop, representing the powerful Final Revolution. Alecia Matthews: This should be a barn burner. Samael Ahriman: And in the mecca of professional wrestling, these two men will throw caution in the wind. They will put their bodies through hell and back. Because at the end of the night… Only one of them can walk out International champion. Christa Adina: The following match is a steel cage match for the WFWF International Championship. You can only in via pinfall, submission or by escaping the cage… The lights in the arena dim down to a haze as a spotlight showcases the massive steel cage hanging high above the ring in Madison Square Garden. The obligatory ominous music plays lightly around the arena as the cage begins it’s long and slow descent with much buzz surround the rabid crowd. Cameron Stone: And there she is, coming down to surround the ring. There will be no chance for The Final Revolution to get involved. Alecia Matthews: Lila Sleater knew what she was doing when she booked this match. These fifteen foot tall walls will keep anyone from interfering with this match. The cage has now been lowered around the ring as multiple crew members and referees enter to tightly secure the satanic structure to the ring. The referee standing outside the door gets the chain ready as he will lock both of tonight’s combatants inside of the steel cell.“Thunder!NA-NA-NANANA!THUNDER!”Thunderstruck by AC/DC hits the in house speakers as the lively crowd in upstate New York explode with cheers as they all start singing along with the famous chorus. The entire crowd are down with it swaying with the music as it continues playing for a few moments before Dave Demento walks out from behind the curtain with his head down, his long hair hanging. He walks to the top of the stage as he flips his head back, flinging his mane with a fluent motion as he spits out a large cloud of smoke!Cameron Stone: And these fans are going absolutely crazy for big Dave! It is electric! Demento places his fist in the air with a grin as he looks out into the Demented by the thousands here tonight. He makes his way down to the ring completely focused as he scans the steel cage from the rampway. Looking up and down, from left to right, Dave just scales the steel with his eyes.Christa Adina: Introducing first, he is the challenger and he weighs in tonight at a total of two hundred and seventy pounds, he hails from Toronto, Ontario, Canada and he is a former WFWF International Champion… DAVE DEMENTO! Demento has now walked over to the ring steps that have been placed as steps to enter the violent satanic structure. Demento climbs up, but stops at each step to observe the steel that will imprison his flesh. He enters the ring and steps up onto the turnbuckles and raises both fists in the air to a huge ovation, clearly having the fans on his side during tonight’s contest. Alecia Matthews: Guys, I am really concerned on Demento’s health heading into this cage. From what we know, Dave is currently working through a very serious concussion. For all of you unaware, a concussion is nothing to fool around with. Demento now paces around the ring and looks out the WFWF Galaxy as he gently rubs his hand on the steel fencing that surround him. He grins a bit before heading into his designated corner, awaiting the entrance of his rival.“Standing on the edge, battle in my head”, the arena lights dim as Lose It begins to blast around Madison Square Garden. The sell out crowd give Joe Bishop a heated response as emerges from the curtain, lifting his International Championship high in the air. The Englishman strides down the ramp, taking the abuse from the WFWF fans without breaking his stride.Christa Adina: And his opponent, he is the champion and weighs in tonight at one hundred and ninety five pounds, he comes from Wimbledon, England and he is the reigning and defending WFWF International Champion… JOE BISHOP! After reaching the bottom of the ramp, 'The Final Revolution' member takes a moment to eye up the fifteen foot steel cage that he and Dave Demento will be locked inside in just a few seconds time. The arena is illuminated with a flash of white light, before returning to normal, just as the International Champion makes his way through the cage door and into the ring. He once more raises the belt in the air, to yet more abuse from the crowd, before surrendering the belt to the WFWF official.Samael Ahriman: And this one is underway. You can feel the tension in the air as these two men stand across from each other in this ring. Following the opening bell, Dave Demento and Joe Bishop stare each other down from their respective corners. The tension in the air could be cut with a knife. But Joe Bishop looks to end things early as he quickly tries to run out of the open cage door, as Demento sprints and latches onto his leg. Dave drags him back in by the leg and drops him down with a short arm clothesline. The referee outside the ring successfully locking the door, leaving these two barbarians to duke it out in the ring.Alecia Matthews: The champion got caught. Now Bishop has no choice but to face Demento head to head. Not giving him any time to breathe, Demento heads back onto his revengeful attack as he pulls Bishop up by the air and launches him into the corner turnbuckle. Connecting with multiple rapid fire shots to the abdomen of the champion. Bishop buckles over and Dave grabs him by the hair and whips him back into the corner, connecting with more punches! Demento continues with his attacks as he then proceeds to drive his shoulder into the breadbasket of the member of The Final Revolution. Dave brings his body backwards looking to induce another blow to Bishop, but the champion uses his knee to clip the big guy’s head at the last second, forcing the concussed juggernaut to kneel down. Bishop pushes off of the turnbuckle and connects with a shining wizard to Dave’s face. Laying his motionless on the mat, as the champion uses his instinct to go for a pinfall....One…The big powerhouse pushes the smaller Bishop from the pinning position, as the champion crashes down onto the mat from being launched into the air. Demento kneels up as Bishop scurries up to his feet and charges at Dave once more, looking for another shining wizard but Demento catches him! Lifting him up in a powerbomb position, Dave runs with Bish’s body across the ring and launches the champion into the cage! Forcing the champion to crumble between the ropes and the cage!Cameron Stone: Bishop's body was just hurled at full force into the cage. Keep in mind that that cage has no give to it at all, and the steel mesh will rip into your skin. Samael Ahriman: The cage match is so feared, you don't want to be on the receiving end of the cage itself. Dave now regains his focus from the earlier attack on his concussed head, as he reaches over the top rope to grab ahold of Bishop’s locks. He brings up the revolutionary to his feet and proceeds to slam the back of Bishop’s head into the fencing! Repeatedly, big Dave uses his sheer power to bounce Joe’s skull of the cage as the fans start counting along with each vicious attack. Dave brings him forward one last time and adds extra ummph with the last slam, forcing Bishop to groggily stand between the challenger and the cage.Demento looks around the cage and back at his opponent, who is now leaning on the top rope. Demento comes close to Bishop, but the champion plays possum and viciously rakes the eyes of his challenger. Demento stumbles backwards, rubbing his eyes, as Bishop springboards onto the top rope and flies off and bringing big Dave down with a clothesline. Joe stands back up and points up to his brains, giving a smirk while taunting the big man. Alecia Matthews: Joe Bishop played possum! Can he not cheat for once? Bishop starts unloading some vicious kicks to the downed Dave Demento, before looking at the wall of the cage. He looks back down to Dave to deliver some more boots, before quickly heading over to the side of the ring to start scaling the fencing, with one foot at a time. As he is about to reach the top of the cage, Dave Demento has reached up for a leg and forces him back down. The two men engage in quick slaps before Demento kicks Bishop, bending him over to then hoists him on his shoulders as he plants him with a spinebuster! Now he shoots for a pinfall, forcing the shoulders onto the mat....One…Bishop grabs the ropes and pulls himself from the position underneath of Demento, effectively breaking up the pinfall attempt. Demento bends over to pick up the current champion, but Bishop has other plans as he grabs Dave’s pants and pulls him so the challenger hits head first against the cage! Dave is now hanging on the middle rope, his head closest to the mesh, as Bishop is now on his feet between the ropes and the cage. He looks at Dave’s motionless body and he flips over the ropes to engage in a sunset flip transitioned into a pinfall....One…...T…And Dave kicks out from the pinfall attempt, reassuring that this contest will continue. Bishop looks up in rage as he gets to his feet and starts unloading multiple kicks to the concussed superstar. Bishop grins as Demento groans from the pain while clutching at his head, and Joe is now looking for the opportunity. Joe walks over to the corner, ascending the turnbuckles and reaching up to the top of the cage. Pulling himself up, climbing up the cage, Bishop reaches the top of the cage, but instead of climbing over and reaching the floor, he unhooks something from the top and looks back down to Demento.Cameron Stone: That’s a lead pipe! Joe Bishop has a lead pipe! Samael Ahriman: This could get ugly! You've got to assume The Final Revolution planned this ahead of time. Bishop places the lead pipe in his tights as he climbs back into the cage. As he reaches the top rope, he bounces down back into the ring as he places his lead pipe in his hands, stalking Demento and waiting for him to stand up. As Demento brings himself up using the ropes, Bishop charges at his opponent but Dave turns at the last second to foil the attack and lock himself with Bishop, lifting him up and throwing him into the cage with a devastating belly to belly suplex, forcing Bishop’s body to connect with the cage! As Demento looks back onto his carnage, he drags Bishop’s body to the center of the ring and heads for a pinfall....One…...Tw…And Bishop gets the shoulder up! Dave looks at the crowd in disbelief as his attitude quickly changes and revenge is once again on his mind. He looks back over to the side of the ring and locks his eyes on the lead pipe that the revolutionary had brought into play. He points to it to a huge pop from the Madison Square Garden crowd, and heads on over to pick it up. As he does, Joe has crawled behind him and delivers a huge low blow, crumpling the big man to the mat! Demento drops the pipe as he falls to the mat, letting it roll to the other side of the ring. Bishop’s eyes have followed it with every roll, and he doesn’t have good intentions.Bishop makes his way back up to his feet and limps gingerly over to the lead pipe and bends over to pick it up. As he does, he just stares at it as he grins sadistically smiles as he observes the weapon. Bishop turns around to face Dave, who is now running towards Bishop looking to connect with a Viking Spear! But Bishop leapfrogs the crouched big guy as Dave continues to run with his forward momentum and crashes head first into the steel cage! The force of the blow forces Dave to stumble backwards as Bishop brings the lead pipe up and smashes it on the back of Dave’s head! Demento crashes down and Bishop follows him to try and secure a pinfall victory....One…...Two…..And Demento brings his shoulder up, forcing Bishop to quickly stand up and grab the lead pipe once more. With a crazed look in his eye, Bishop starts bringing the pipe down viciously on Dave’s skull, opening up a large gash! Blood starts flowing everywhere from Dave’s head, leaving him down and out as Bishop goes for another pinfall....One…...Two…...T…Powering out, Dave lifts his shoulder up as Bishop can’t believe it! The champion looks at the referee bewildered, but regains focus as he uses the - now bloody - lead pipe to put a dent in Dave Demento’s skull! More shots are delivered to leave the big man down and out, and as soon as the opportunity arises, Bishop heads to the side of the cage, and begins climbing up. Albeit, slowly and gingerly.Alecia Matthews: Please leave the cage Joe, this match has gotten ugly. Demento is a bloody mess. As he is about to make it to the top, Dave Demento has made it to his feet and is now climbing directly underneath of Joe Bishop! Demento climbs a bit faster, as he now has Bishop in an electric chair position! Bishop tries to deliver some punches to escape the hold, but Demento launches himself backwards from the cage as both men crash down hard onto the ring mat! Both of them laying down in a heap, with nowhere to go!Demento begins to stir after the impact as blood continues to flow freely from his head, creating large pools of blood on the ring mat. As he reaches to ropes to bring himself up, Bishop has now made his way up to his feet and he gingerly walks over to the challenger. Demento swings wildly, but Bishop ducks and delivers a swift kick to the gut of Demento. He hooks the arm and goes for a suplex, but Dave hooks his leg on the ropes, breaking up the suplex attempt. Only to try for a suplex of his own, but Bishop wraps his legs around Dave’s head on the way up and connects with a huge hurricanrana! Dave goes flying to the middle of the ring, and Bishop hooks the legs and locks in a devastating Boston crab!Dave Demento screams on in agony as Bishop continues to apply pressure to the leg limbs of big Dave. Dave claws at the mat to try and drag himself into the ropes, but Bishop stands back up and pulls Dave’s carcass back to the middle of the ring and applies more pressure to his opponent! Dave screams on in pain, as his blood continues to pour out of his forehead, all while having the faraway look in his eyes from his concussion. Cameron Stone: The amount of blood Dave Demento has loss is inhuman. Samael Ahriman: But look at Joe Bishop, he is proud of his work. While Dave loses power in his body, Bishop finally releases the hold and violently throws down Demento’s legs to the ring mat. Bishop looks back at his fallen foe before yelling at the referee controlling the door to open it. The referee obliges as Bishop limps to the opening, exiting through the middle rope and about to exit the cage until Demento had clawed his way to the corner and latches on to Bishop’s foot! With all of his might, Dave pulls Bishop back into the ring as the cage door is locked again. Dave brings himself to his feet, while holding Bishop’s foot, but Joe hops on his one leg and executes a beautiful enziguri! As Dave goes down to one knee, Bishop hooks his arm around Dave’s neck to try and cut off his air supply with a sleeper hold! Bishop reels back on the neck, but Dave grabs ahold of Bish’s legs and stands up. And he reverses the move by hitting a jaw shattering backpack stunner! Bishop lays flat on his back, as a tsunami of blood flows in his mouth! Dave crawls over to the champion’s limp body and places an arm over top of it, going for a pinfall....One…...Two…...Thr…And Bishop gets the shoulder up just in the knick of time! Dave rolls back over onto his back in disbelief, with his gash continue to pour. Bishop begins to stir, while he clenches his jaw, as he sees his own blood. Flipping a switch in his mind. Joe stands back up to his feet as he head back over to the lead pipe that is in the ring, he picks it up and he once again stalks Demento with it. The champion shares no remorse as he violently drops the pipe onto Dave’s exposed cut! Just driving it in there, Bishop has a sick bloody smile as he throws the lead pipe away and goes for a pinfall....One…...Two…...Th…Demento once again kicks out from the pinfall attempt as Bishop quickly gets up to his feet and looks around the cage. He settles on the side the furthest from his challenger, and starts climbing. Going extremely slow, Bishop eventually reaches the top of the steel cage as he stands up on his feet, looking back down to his opponent who is back on his feet and has his hands firmly wrapped in the woven steel fencing. And he shakes the cage, forcing Bishop to wobble on the top and eventually dropping and crotching himself on the steel bars on the top! The champion screaming in terrible pain as he grabs his bollocks, as they are probably swelling up to the size of grapefruits!Alecia Matthews: This won't end well for Bishop. He has an angry big man climbing up behind him. But with the opportunity, Dave Demento starts to ascend the cage himself, pulling himself up as he now sits on the top. Facing Joe Bishop, Dave Demento starts wailing on Bishop’s head with vicious punches. But with every punch, Joe Bishop starts teetering on the edge, almost falling off until Demento grabs his head and starts standing up in the air. Demento pulls Bishop to join him in a standing position atop the cage, and hooks the arm and brings him high up in the air and he jumps off the cage, maneuvering Bishop into a seated powerbomb position mid air! Cameron Stone: ORANGE CRUSH OFF THE TOP OF THE STEEL CAGE! HOLY SH*T!!!!!! Demento and Bishop are both down in a heap in the middle of the ring! Bishop’s head smacked the ring mat violently as Demento might have blown his tailbone in pieces by crashing on his backside! The referee signals for some medical assistance for both men as they are both not moving…Alecia Matthews: Somebody stop this match! These two men are down out cold in the middle of the ring. They could be dead, dammit! Is it truly worth going to war like this? They will never ever be the same again! As the cage started being raised, Jason Anders has made his way out from the back and is running as fast as he can. He pulls off his suit jacket before he slides underneath the bottom rope. He runs over to the referee and starts yelling orders at him.Jason Anders: Trace says to keep the cage lowered! And with nothing better to do, the referee signals for the cage to once again lower into position! Locking into place, Jason Anders looks around the the four walls as he checks up on Joe Bishop. Anders slides something into Bishop’s hand as the former General Manager looks up from his seated position to find himself staring directly at a very angry Dave Demento! Demento pulls Jason up by the skullet and violently throws him into the cage wall! His rotund body bouncing off of it, and forcing the businessman to groggily walk into a very dangerous FALL OF GRACE!! Using all of his power, Demento plants Jason Anders with a vicious cradle jumping spinning Michinoku driver! Anders is out cold as Demento rises to his feet a bloody mess with his fists in the air as the energy of the crowd here in Madison Square Garden has fueled him. Samael Ahriman: Yes! Yes! Kill that son of a bitch lawyer! Demento lets out a huge roar before walking over to the still downed body of Joe Bishop. Pulling him up by the hair, Demento is then met with A LARGE CHUNK OF SALT DIRECTLY INTO THE DEEP WOUND! Demento falls back in pain as the salt digs away at the wound! Bishop now stands on his feet with another sadistic grin, complete with the bloody mouth. The salt continues to sting inside the deep gash of Dave's forehead, but Bishop isn't looking to escape the cage. He is now up to his feet, and has retrieved the lead pipe once more, looking to inflict more damage to Dave Demento.Bishop stalks Demento as the big man uses the ropes to pull his blind body up to a fighting stance. Unbeknownst to him, Bishop is right behind him and strikes him in the back of the head with the pipe! Demento crashes down hard on the mat, as Bishop just stares at his fallen victim. Joe now has the lead pipe in one hand, as he brings his body next to Dave's, and reaches the pipe around Demento's next. Bishop has now locked in a crossface, using the lead pipe to cut off the air heading to Dave's brain.Cameron Stone: He is using that pipe to try and kill his opponent! He is trying to murder him! Demento's face continues to be expressionless as it starts to turn purple underneath the giant pool of crimson. Bishop continuously wrenches back on the lead pipe, forcing the circulation to cut off between Demento's brain and the rest of his body. After a few moments, Bishop releases the hold but once again brings the lead pipe above his head and swiftly brings it back down across the skull of Demento! Bishop rolls the big guy over and attempts for a pinfall. ...One......Two......Thr...And at the last possible second, Demento gets his shoulder up as the crowd goes absolutely nuts! Bishop is in total shock as is Jason Anders, who has now risen to his feet slowly between the ropes and the cage, and Dave Demento rolls his body to the corner. Dave reaches up on the ropes to pull himself up to his feet, as Bishop has now risen. Joe goes for a punch, but Demento ducks and delivers a right of his own to the champion. Dropping the champ to the mat, once again clenching his jaw.Alecia Matthews: Joe Bishop might have a broken jaw from earlier, and Dave exploited that to take him down just now! Dave Demento looks around the ring as he makes his target up in his mind. He bounces off the ropes, charges full speed and connects! Using all of his forward momentum, Demento drives his shoulder through Anders, right into the cage wall, which has now collapsed as the top latch breaks. The cage wall timbers on the guardrail, forcing Demento and Anders to lay in a heap on the fenced bridge between the ring and the fans! Joe Bishop realizes the opportunity, as he now has one more way to escape this cage.Samael Ahriman: I have never seen this happen in a cage match in my entire life. Not as a fan, not as a wrestler. Never. Bishops crawls over to the opening of the bridge as Dave Demento stirs once more on the cage, but he crawls into the ring, tackling the champion to the ground from their crawling position. But out from the back comes the Calvary! The current WFWF General Manager, Lila Sleater, runs down to the opening of the cage as she uses all of her might to pull Jason Anders off of the piece of cage, and drowning him with boots as he's on the ground! The fans are absolutely electric, as Bishop has given a vicious headbutt to Demento, and has set his eyes on the opening. Seeing his opportunity, Bishop pulls himself to the edge of the ring and crawls onto the steel mesh of the bridge. Right behind him is Dave Demento, who has grabbed hold of the champion's foot. Bishop kicks Dave's hand off and proceeds to stand up on the bridge, motioning for Dave to join him. He obliges as the two men stand face to face, crimson dripping off both of their faces, as Demento goes for the first punch and connects!Bishop stands on weak legs, as Demento pulls him in a Suplex position, lifting him up and transitioning into a sitout powerbomb! ORANGE CRUSH! Bishop's body bounces off the cage piece as Demento crawls his body on top of Bishop's. Attempting a pinfall....One......Two......Three...Christa Adina: The winner of this match and the new WFWF International Champion... DAVE DEMENTO! Alecia Matthews: He did it! He did it! Cameron Stone: Dave Demento pulls of a huge display of overcoming the odds. He some how manages to win the biggest match of his career even with a concussion. That was a battle for the ages but my God Demento has indeed done it! Samael Ahriman: Let's go to an ad break while we clean this mess up. It seems pointless though as up next we have most violent match on the card. Schneider. Dean. No pin falls. Only admitting respect for the victor. This is going to be brutal folks. CUT TO AD BREAK
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Post by Drakz on Aug 26, 2014 7:58:18 GMT -5
"LOVE, YOUR HATE"
"YOUR, FAITH LOST"
"YOU, ARE NOW"
"ONE...ONE OF US"A quick boom goes off from the stage and out comes Yukio Blaze to a standing ovation. No music, just applause and reaction from the crowd as they are stunned to see their random hero. Yukio is looking to the crowd but he appears to have a different face, Almost like something is wrong. He takes a deep breath and pulls out a microphone from his back pocket. He is leaning his head down, almost like he is ashamed to be here tonight. He begins to talk but its very slow compared to how he normally talks. Yukio Blaze: I've been missing since Superbrawl. Joe Bishop, the kid. The young gun. He did what I wanted him to do. He got his Superbrawl Moment. He got his International Championship. He bested me. He did what's good for business. I did what was good for me. I took the loss. Some say I took the loss and went home. Some say that Superbrawl was the night Yukio Blaze was finally done. He had his picture perfect happy ending. That's all a man can ask for, right? To happy men and to those who just want finality, yes. I on the other hand got half of what I wanted. Not all of what I wanted, just half. You see, back there in the back, its full of politics. I mean Washington DC doesnt hold a candle to some of the crap that I've seen or been part of. I mean, I'm the guy that was handed the house show division and helped focus on new guys. Not old, but the new guys. I pushed them like no other one would and that's why I was hated for a long time. I was doing the right thing at the right time. Hell, I was also a "WFWF Owner" for a hot second. I was writing guys checks from the corporate bank accounts. It was fine for a while but I was pushed out. They dont like new refreshing ideas, they want the same of schtick over and over and over, enough that its the same storyline just with different characters. Same Guys Same Champions Same Old crap So at the last pay-per-view, I gave them an ultimatum. I will walk away from the company, with three strings attached. They dont have to pay out my contract. I want no money. I just want what is owed to me. I want ten years worth of dislocated shoulders, and a knee surgery, and a bloodbath, and wins, and losses all summed up with three more matches or as I put them, My Three Wishes. Three Wishes. That's all I asked for. That's all I needed. Thats all I want. But no they said. They said I'll have to wrestle. I'm still on contract. That I need to be here and there on time, losing in matches and being a joke. Well the jokes on them. I just didnt show up. I lost them money but yet made them money on my own dime. You see, I've been paying a few production people out of my own pocket of these #3Wishes promos. These were from me and me alone. They were never endorsed by the WFWF or any other company or anything like that. It wasnt a publicity stunt. It was simply personal. Luckily, I had a few minor clauses in my contract that allowed me to be here tonight. I'm not here as Yukio Blaze, the WFWF Superstar. I'm here tonight as Jeff Spencer. I'm here as the guy who will get what he has earned. So, with that said. I'm here to tell the world what I want and what the Three Wishes are. Yukio, I mean Jeff Spencer lifts his head up and the crowd seems to be a little confused as to what they just heard. A few hardcore fans are cheering him on. Wish Number One, I wanna die. Yukio Blaze needs to die. He needs to finally be put to rest. He needs to die for the sins that he has caused. Wish Number Two, Upon his death, he shall be resurrected as his namesake. He needs to become the man he was born from upon this Earth. He needs to become your messiah. Wish Number Three, The Perfect Ending. So I'm gonna show up on the next show with whoever the hell is running this business to see if I'll get what I want or if I should finally burn this place to the ground, instead of saving it for once. Yukio turns his back and walks away as the crowd is even more confused. There are boos, yet cheers at the same time.Christa Adina stands center ring with a microphone in hand.Christa Adina: The following contest is the I RESPECT YOU MATCH! This contest will take place under No Disqualification rules and the only way to win is by beating your opponent until they say the words I Respect You. The acoustic guitar rifts and bells tolling ring through Madison Square Garden liven the crowd as Evil Ways by Blues Saraceno echoes through the P/A system. It's been so long, long hard days They dont say, God's changed my ways Change my ways, these evil waysThe cameras pan around the arena from the stage, looking for one of the competitors to make their entrance. Finally from the second deck, the crowd starts going nuts with cheers as Josh Dean stands at the top of the stairs amongst them, kendo stick in tow. Alicia Matthews: And there he is! So I set out, cross that way Strike them down, to make them pay Change their ways, their evil waysJosh slowly starts making his way down the stairs and through the fans toward the ring, a look of determination and focus paints his face.Christa Adina: Introducing first, from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at two hundred twenty-five pounds. "The Franchise" JOOOSSSHHH DEEEEAAAN! Josh reaches the floor level of the arena and it is straight tunnel vision as he walks to the ring. The members of the crowd are touching him as he passes, but it seems to have no effect on his concentration as he hops the retaining barricade.And I can't hide Oooooooooh! I won't hide Ooooooooh! YEAH! My evil ways.Samael Arhiman: The former International Champion has a look tonight that can burn through steel as he prepares for perhaps the most dangerous fight of his illustrious career. Taking his time to survey the terrain, Josh climbs up on the ring apron before ascending to the top rope, spreading his arms out wide and unleashing a primal roar that rips through the arena. Alecia Matthews: He looks ready, and he better be! Josh Dean climbs into the ring, bouncing off the ropes for a moment as his entrance music comes to a close. It's replaced by “Paint It Black” by Rolling Stones. Phillip Schneider appears at the top of the stage. He's adorned in familiar gear, just not his familiar gear. Instead, Schneider is covered with a red and dark green striped sweater and sports a dirty brown fedora. Over his right hand, a brown leather glove. From the glove shoot out giant glimmering metal blades. Four of them, one for each finger at the finger, an almost perverse smile crawling across Schneider's face as he holds his accessory high in the air. Christa Adina: And his opponent, making his way towards the ring, from your deepest, darkest nightmares, by way of Chicago, Illinois, weighing in tonight at two hundred and ten pounds, he is a three time former WFWF World Tag Team champion, a two time former WFWF International champion, a former WFWF Hardcore X champion, a two time former WFWF World Heavyweight champion and to date, the longest reigning WFWF World Heavyweight champion. Our illustrious ring announcer is forced to pause and take a breath halfway through her extended ring introduction.Samael Ahriman: Schneider doesn't appear often, but when he does.. He makes damn sure to get every bit of the pomp and circumstance for his entrance.. Christa Adina: He is one of the elite, a WFWF Grand Slam Champion. He is a two time WFWF Hall of Fame inductee. The Rated X Superstar, The King of Gore, Your Heretic Hero, The Prophet of Ash, The Dead Idol... Phillip SCHNEIDER! As Christa Adina has finished her extended ring introduction, on the bellowing of Schneider, the entrance stage explodes in a brilliant white light, pyrotechnics shooting upwards from the bottom of the stage and falling downwards from the top, Schneider already long out of the splash zone of the flames.Schneider makes his way towards the ring, the knife glove sparkling in a brilliant light as he makes his way towards the ring. Josh Dean doesn't seem the least bit intimidated by the appearance of a knife wielding Phillip Schneider, standing his ground in the center of the ring. Schneider makes his way to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. He removes his knife glove, setting it in the corner underneath the bottom turnbuckle. Considering what he knows Schneider has, the referee doesn't bother checking for foreign objects, instead just signaling for the bell. Bell sounds and this match is under way.Alecia Matthews: Care to run down the rules of this one, Sam? Samael Ahriman: This match can only end by one wrestler saying three magic words, “I Respect You”. The referee is there simply to hold the microphone to emit these sounds, because this one is no time limit, no count outs, no pin falls, no submissions. A clause specifically wrote into the contract by Schneider is that the referee can't stop the match, either. Both men begin to circle around the ring. There's a fair bit of trash talking from both sides that the camera cannot catch. The two meet center ring. Schneider shoves Dean. Dean charges forwards, taking Schneider to the mat with a double leg take down. Dean mounts Schneider, pounding away at him with mounted punches. Schneider rolls Dean off of him, rolling to the corner to regain his barrings, working his way to a vertical base.Alecia Matthews: This one is not going to be a pretty, catch as catch can wrestling match. Schneider comes out of the corner and Dean takes him to the mat with a drop toe hold. Dean swoops in and grabs the head in a front face lock. He’s grinding on the head. Schneider is trying to get to his feet but that requires his head to bend the wrong way and he can’t manage to do it. He finally works his way to a vertical base, working from the front face lock to a side headlock. Both men to a vertical base. Schneider works his way out and ends up behind Dean. Dean spins around before Schneider can do anything and there’s a brief stand off. Samael Ahriman: What was that about this not being a catch as catch can wrestling match? Alecia Matthews: I've been wrong before. Once again, the two men circle around the ring. An aggressive lock up meets them center ring. Schneider quickly breaks away and throws a side knee to the mid section of Dean. A hammering elbow to the back of the head, a second, Dean fires back with a right, a left, Schneider with a knee lift then another elbow to the back of the head and Dean is fighting back with continued rights and lefts. Schneider grabs Dean by the head and rams him into the turnbuckle. Samael Ahriman: That's what Schneider does, he picks a body part and locks into it. He stays on it. He attacks it any way he can. Alecia Matthews: Schneider is arguably the most dangerous man in the WFWF because of how he'll use any part of his body to strike any part of his opponent's body, with reckless abandon. Schneider grabs Dean by the arm and brings him out of the corner, taking him over with an arm bar take down. Dean works his way back to a vertical base, Schneider still clinched on the arm, now in a top wrist lock. Schneider works his way up and under the wrist, applying pressure as he turns the wrist and when face to face with Josh Dean once more, he releases the hold and throws a standing drop kick, taking Dean off of his feet. Samael Ahriman: Josh Dean has got to put distance between himself and Schneider. Pick his spots. Dean back up and the two men circle once more. Schneider decides to test the waters with kicks. The first lands to the back of the leg of Josh Dean, not a full shot but a grazing enough blow. Schneider goes for the body. Dean catches the leg and is going for a double leg take down, but Schneider hooks Dean’s head and bends his one knee, taking Josh Dean into a small package. Referee into the handheld microphone says “No counts, submission by respect only”. Schneider releases the small package and before Dean can get away, Schneider moves to a cross face. Alecia Matthews: No pin falls in this one. Samael Ahriman: If you're familiar with the rules to an I Quit match, it's like that, but they have to say I Respect You instead. The cross face from Schneider isn’t entirely locked in and Josh Dean is showing it. Blow to the body from Dean only further loosens Schneider’s grip. Dean is about to break the cross face and Schneider scrambles away, hooking a leg and taking Josh Dean into the half crab, but the scrambling was enough for Dean to move himself to the ropes and back to his feet. Alecia Matthews: Schneider doing anything to keep ahold of Josh Dean. Both men back to a vertical base. Once again, they’re circling around the ring. Collar and elbow tie up, Schneider decides not to lock up, instead swooping up one of Dean’s arms and going behind, locking in a cobra clutch. It’s not completely locked in and Josh Dean drops to his butt to escape. Dean rolls over and double kicks Schneider, sending him bumping backwards. Schneider to his feet, Josh Dean up faster. Schneider rushes at Josh Dean and he runs into a hip toss. Schneider up and a second hip toss. Schneider back up and a body slam from Josh Dean. Samael Ahriman: Dean one step ahead of Schneider, quicker to the punch. Phillip Schneider back to his feet. Josh Dean sweeps the legs and sends him to the mat. Josh Dean goes for a soccer kick but Schneider rolls out of the way. Dean motions that he almost had him. Schneider rolls to the ropes and outside of the ring. Schneider is stumbling around the ring like he's looking for something. Josh Dean makes the chase. Schneider makes his way to the time keeper's table, grabbing a steel folding chair and flinging it with reckless abandon at Josh Dean. Dean side steps and the chair sails past him, colliding with the steel ring steps with a mighty clang.Alecia Matthews: Schneider bringing the plunder into play. Samael Ahriman: The what? Alecia Matthews: The plunder, if you wheel. Around the corner of the ring, Schneider is outright running away from Josh Dean at this point. Josh Dean is closing the distance on Schneider, moving much faster than the old veteran brawler. Around a corner of the ring, Schneider turns around and short arm clotheslines Dean, Dean so caught up in the chase that he didn't even see Schneider's change in motion. Schneider grabs a handful of Josh Dean's stringy black hair, pulling him to his feet and ramming his face into the ring post. Samael Ahriman: Face first into the ring post. Alecia Matthews: That unmistakeable collison between flesh and steel. Schneider rolls Dean back into the ring. Dean is a little dazed and confused from his quick collision with the ring post. Schneider peels up the ring skirt. He's searching underneath the ring. He pulls from the depths of the ring a large, clear, pane of glass.
The crowd lets out a collective “OOOOH” as they see what Schneider has produced. Samael Ahriman: We've had our wrestling portion of this match apparently and now it's time to get violent. Alecia Matthews: We knew at some point Schneider was going to bring the weapons into this match, this is no disqualifications, until one wrestler proclaims “I respect you” to the other into that wireless microphone in the ring. Schneider lifts the pane of glass up over his head and flings it into the ring up and over the top rope. It barely misses Josh Dean, but when it hits the canvas, it explodes. Glass shards fly all over the canvas. Josh Dean looks at the carnage that just exploded in front of him with confusion. Samael Ahriman: You'd think Schneider would know how to handle glass a little bit better than that. Alecia Matthews: That pane of glass just shattered into nothing and it never touched Josh Dean. Schneider makes his way around the ring. He grabs the chair he previously threw at Josh Dean and makes his way into the ring under the bottom rope. Josh Dean immediately cuts him off with stomps to the back. Dean recovers the chair and blasts Schneider across the back with it. Schneider stands up, grimacing in pain from the chair shot. Dean comes behind him with a second chair shot to the back. Schneider spins around and Josh Dean blasts him between the eyes with the chair. The chair makes a horrible “THUD” as it collides with the cranium of Phillip Schneider.Dean throws the chair down. Schneider out on his feet. Dean throws a super kick and Schneider goes down to the mat. Dean grabs the microphone from the referee.Josh Dean: Let's end this now. Just say you respect me, and it'll all over. Phillip Schneider: Eat a dick. The crowd cheers from Schneider's reaction. With the microphone still in hand, Josh Dean jams the metal end into Schneider's forehead. There's a loud “BOOM” through the P/A system as the microphone hits Schneider's flesh and the steel microphone almost immediately opens Schneider up. Dean gives the microphone back to the referee. Schneider up to his hands and knees. Double leg take down from Schneider puts Dean to the mat... and into the broken glass! Alecia Matthews: Josh Dean the first into the glass. Samael Ahriman: That's tempered glass. It's made to break and break into tiny fragments rather than shards.. but those tiny fragments are ALL OVER the place in there and they all just pierced Josh Dean. Dean immediately realizes he's landed in a lot more than canvas, a shooting sensation of pain painted across his face. Schneider has a small crimson mask oozing down his face. He grabs both of Josh Dean's feet and drags him. Dean screams as he's dragged through the broken glass, the glass bouncing off of the canvas as it cuts and tears the flesh on Josh Dean's back. Josh Dean scrambles to get tiny fragments of glass out of his back as Schneider rolls out of the ring.Samael Ahriman: If you've never had glass in your skin, it's not something I can recommend. Alecia Matthews: How is it? Samael Ahriman: Bad. Schneider climbs all the way underneath the ring. Josh Dean seems to be recovered in ring, though his back is torn and oozing blood from cuts all over. He realizes Schneider is underneath the ring and begins to jump up and down, a loud banging of the loose boards bringing Schneider back from under the ring. Schneider works his way around the ring. Josh Dean kicks glass at him. Schneider blocks his face as he works his way around the ring. He lifts up the ring skirt along the rail, pulling a garbage can out and pitching it into the ring. Samael Ahriman: Is that plunder? Alecia Matthews: No, that's a trash can. Josh Dean grabs the can before Schneider can roll back into the ring and grab it. But it's a diversion. Schneider grabs his knife glove out of the corner and puts it on his hand. He turns and Josh Dean blasts him with the trash can. The can crumbles on one side. Dean turns it and hits Schneider again. The can is pretty mangled. Josh Dean throws it down, then grabs Schneider by the head in a front face lock. He's going for a DDT on the trash can, but it's blocked from Schneider with a back rake from hell. Samael Ahriman: I don't think Josh Dean realized Schneider had grabbed the knife glove.. Alecia Matthews: He knows now, as Edward Scissorhands is digging his blades into Dean's back. Samael Ahriman: It's actually Freddy Krueger.. Schneider screams while digging the knives into Dean's back “SAY IT, SAY IT!!!”. The referee is right there to ask Dean for the three words that will end this match, “I Respect You”. With little hesitation, Dean screams no. Samael Ahriman: Weird way of gaining someone's respect.. sticking four knives in their back.. Alecia Matthews: Does Schneider do anything that's particularly normal? Dean's back is a mess. Between the broken glass and the knives, it's hard to tell where one wound ends and the next begins. He's in a bit of shock, grasping at his wounds. Schneider disarms himself of the knife glove.. then peels off his belt. He approaches Dean and lashes him across the back, screaming “SAY IT” as he makes each lash. As Dean responds almost instantly each time with “NO!” Schneider draws the belt back again. Over and over he lashes Josh Dean across the back, the belt actually splattering and splashing the blood as it lashes the open wounds. Schneider stops lashing him, then grabs the microphone away from the referee.Phillip Schneider: Josh... this is your last chance. This is it. Say the three words and end this... or it's about to get really f*cking nasty in here. You think you know what I'm capable of? You haven't got a clue. Say the words. Live to fight another day. Schneider is the one to put the microphone to Dean's mouth.Josh Dean: Huff, huff... suck my dick Obo. The crowd lets out an “OOOOH”. Schneider drives the microphone into Dean's face. There's a loud “KABOOM, THUD” as the mic bounces off Dean's face, then is dropped. The referee retrieves the microphone as Schneider exits the ring. He goes back to the ramp side, where he came out empty handed before. He's under the ring for a moment before coming out partially. There's a revving sound. And the source is seen by all momentarily. Schneider has a gas powered weed eater in his hands.Samael Ahriman: No, for the love of god, no! Alecia Matthews: That is WAY too much! The crowd, the perverse beings as they are, actually cheer. Schneider raises it above his head and revs the engine, putting on a show with the lawn care device. Schneider rolls into the ring. Dean gets to his feet and turns. He sees what Schneider has. Schneider makes a stabbing tease with it, Dean hopping back. Samael Ahriman: I get that Schneider is sick, but this has no business in a pro wrestling ring. Dean is circling the ring, he's trying to keep distance between himself and Schneider. Schneider has a sick smile on his face as he stabs with the weed whacker. The referee has actually bailed out of the ring, wanting nothing to do with the garden device. Dean grabs the already mangled trash can and wings it at Schneider.. and he misses. Schneider nearly clips Dean's foot with the weed whacker but misses by an inch.Alecia Matthews: The referee needs to get back in the ring and get that away from him. This is WAY too far. Samael Ahriman: Agreed. Get that out of there! Schneider has Dean stuck in the corner. Josh Dean has no where to run. Schneider approaches with a devilish smirk painted across his blood spattered face. Just out of his reach, Josh Dean toes the already slightly mangled steel chair into reach. In one swift motion, he picks it up and throws it right into Schneider's face. Schneider stumbles and most notably, drops the weed whacker. Alecia Matthews: Thank God. I didn't need to see that. Josh Dean is the predator. He swoops in, grabbing the weed whacker before Schneider can and without hesitation, shoves the spinning cord blade into Schneider's stomach. The crowd ERUPTS in a deafening “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH”, Schneider falling backwards and grabbing his stomach in shock. There's a loud crash heard over the pay per view telecast.Alecia Matthews: The sound you just heard was Samael Ahriman knocking his headset off as he threw his hands up in shock.. Schneider just got hit with the weed whacker! For the love of all that's good and holy! Samael Ahriman (muffled and off mic): Jesus!! Josh Dean turns the weed whacker off and throws it over the top rope to the floor. The referee rolls back in the ring and Dean takes control of the microphone.Josh Dean: I've proven I am just as sick as you are, and I'll play your games.. Now say you respect me. SAY IT! Dean shoves the microphone into Schneider's face, but is greeted with only screams of agony.Josh Dean: Fine, I've got something special saved for you... Dean hands off the microphone and rolls out of the ring. He heads to the time keeper's position. From there, he produces a small steel bucket. He raises it up, but the crowd doesn't really react, mostly because they're still in shock from what they've just seen. Dean rolls back into the ring. The referee is checking on Schneider, making sure he doesn't want to end the match. Schneider's agent and handler, Percy Jackson, has made his way through the curtain and towards ringside to check on his client and best friend as well. Dean stands over Schneider with bucket in hand. Schneider is laying flat on his back, gasping at his open wounds on his stomach.Josh Dean: Say it. SAY IT! Don't make me do this.. Phillip Schneider: Eat...... a....... dick.... Dean shakes his head in disgust, then quickly turns the bucket over. A waterfall of glistening white flows out of the bucket, hitting Schneider who immediately tries to get out of it's path, flopping around like a fish out of water and trying to get whatever was just poured on him off. Samael Ahriman: Salt? Salt in the wounds? Why has this become a thing tonight?! Alecia Matthews: I'm seriously going to be sick. Dean grabs the microphone, mounting Schneider.Josh Dean: Now Philly, wouldn't you like to go shower? Get those wounds cleaned up? Come on, let's both be good sports. Say you respect me. Three. Simple. Words. Schneider sighs. He draws in a deep breath. He's realizing it's time to say the hardest words of his career. Schneider has no energy in his voice.Phillip Schneider: I f*cked your wife. The crowd erupts in a mix of cheers and laughter, hooting and hollering. Josh Dean is not amused what so ever and begins to pound at Schneider's face. Right after right, pounding at his forehead. Josh actually bloodies his own hands as he pounds at Schneider's face.Samael Ahriman: Schneider pushing the wrong buttons here with Josh Dean.. Alecia Matthews: I've talked to Nikki Dean, I've met her a few times.. I can say without a doubt, what Schneider is saying is absolutely untrue. Samael Ahriman: Of course it's untrue. It's all in Schneider's mind games. And it worked! Dean realizes he's bloodied his own hands and begins choking Schneider instead. He's got his hands wrapped tightly around Schneider's throat, Schneider gasping and choking for oxygen. The referee puts the microphone to Dean's mouth.Josh Dean: You sick son of a bitch, I'll f*cking kill you. I'll f*cking kill you! Schneider moves his face enough that he's able to bite Josh Dean's wrist. Dean doesn't immediately break the choke hold, but he does finally as Schneider sinks his teeth deeper and deeper into the flesh. Josh Dean rolls off of Schneider and to his feet. Schneider fumbles in his pocket for a moment, then gets to his hands and knees. He calls for the microphone. Phillip Schneider: Are you a killer, Josh? Are you a killer? Can you kill me? You may have earned those three words.. How about you shake my hand. And I'll say it. Schneider extends a hand. He's asking for a handshake. The crowd boos that the match is going to end this way, Dean looks to the crowd to see what he should do. He cautiously approaches Schneider. Schneider mouths off microphone “I'm sorry”. Dean extends his hand, then takes the last step in to Schneider. Schneider hops up, grabbing Dean by the wrist and quickly swinging his other hand around, an exacto knife in his hand plunged into Josh Dean's palm.Samael Ahriman: OH FOR GOD'S SAKE, HE JUST STABBED JOSH DEAN IN THE HAND!! Alecia Matthews: He said he'd rather do that than shake Josh Dean's hand and when given the opportunity, he did just that. The sick son of a bitch stabbed him. Josh Dean stumbles away in shock, the knife still stuck in his hand. Percy's seen enough at ringside, rolling into the ring. He gets in Schneider's face.Percy Jackson: That's not f*cking right! Percy is shaking his finger in Schneider's face. Schneider tries to follow up on Dean, Dean pulling the knife out of his hand and luckily, throwing it away. Percy stops Schneider. Schneider tries to get past him again. And again, Percy cuts him off at the pass. Schneider looks away... then throws a forearm to the face of Percy!Samael Ahriman: HE HIT PERCY! Alecia Matthews: He's out of control, seriously, he's WAY past out of control. The weed whacker, the knife, now he's hitting the one guy who's supposed to be able to control him? Schneider grabs the steel chair. Percy slowly gets to his knees, checking his teeth.. and Schneider blasts him over the top of the head.Alecia Matthews: THAT'S YOUR BEST FRIEND, DAMMIT! Samael Ahriman: He doesn't care. He just doesn't care. And that's the scary thing. Percy goes limp. He's down and out. Schneider rolls out of the ring again. He heads around the ring and pulls a white cardboard box out.Schneider pulls the lid off of the box and dumps the contents to the floor. What he's dumped on the floor is easily a hundred, maybe more.. glass injection needles. The crowd gasps.Samael Ahriman: Now what the hell is he going to do with those?! Alecia Matthews: I don't even want to know. Seriously. I don't want to know.. Schneider climbs to the apron. And Josh Dean is to his feet! He charges at Schneider. A big shoulder tackle and Schneider sails off of the apron, falling flat on the arena floor into the injection needles! He rolls over and it's clear he didn't just land in them.. They penetrated. There's a needle piercing the back very clearly and one through the fat of the left arm. And several more fall out as he rolls off of the bed of penetration. Alecia Matthews: BRRRRRRRRRRAHHHH. Samael Ahriman: Take your headset off, for god's sake! Alecia Matthews is vomiting at the commentary table. It's come to this. Dean stands up. He looks over the top rope at what he's done... and he doesn't seem to care. He rolls out of the ring, careful not to step on any needles. The referee follows, similarly tip toeing. Schneider has quickly scrambled under the ring.Josh Dean: You coward, come back. Say you respect me. Let's end this. Dean grabs Schneider by the foot. He pulls him from under the ring.. and Schneider draws a katana.Samael Ahriman: HE'S GOT A SWORD! Who does he think he is, Michonne? Dean quickly back peddles. And he slips in the needles. He falls. He's sitting on his butt. Schneider stands up. Josh Dean is frozen in fear.Phillip Schneider: This.... ends now..... you say it. Or I chop your f*cking..... head off...... Schneider stalks after Dean. He points the referee to Dean. Dean's staring down at Schneider. The light reflects off of the blade. Schneider draws the blade back. At the last possible chance, Dean says the three words.Josh Dean: I respect you. Schneider smiles. A sick, perverse smile. He brings the blade down to his side. The bell sounds.Samael Ahriman: Thank God.. Christa Adina: Your winner of the respect match, Phillip Schneider.. Schneider makes his way towards the backstage area. There's carnage all around him and he's walking away with the sword in his hand. Alecia Matthews: Too far. WAY too far. Never again. Seriously. If it happens again, I walk. Samael Ahriman: We'd like to apologize to our fans at home, we had no idea it was going to go this far.. and this is NOT what we promote with the WFWF. This... this was something entirely different. CUT TO AD BREAK
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Alecia Matthews: Ladies and gentlemen it’s time for the main event, and this is the one you’ve all been waiting for. Samael Ahriman: That’s right, for the first time in his career Dex walks into a match as the defending champion and not just any champion, the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion. Cameron Stone: And he’s defending in Madison Square Garden of all places against three very dangerous challengers in a match where anything can happen. This one is going to be good. With Christa Adina now in place in the centre of the ring it’s time for the initial introductions as the crowd being to buzz with anticipation, knowing full well that Cameron is right.Christa Adina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a fatal four way match for the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first... As the lights in the arena darken the opening of “This Will be the Day” hits the PA system, announcing the arrival of the first of three challengers. The crowd lets out a mixed reaction as the first guitar rift kicks in and Jayson Garrett, minus his WFWF Tag Team Championship belt, steps out and flings the hood of his red zip-up hoodie off. Jayson Garrett, full of energy and ready to fight, continues to psych himself up as he makes his way down the ramp, stopping right before the songs chorus hits. When it does hit Garrett charges forwards, sliding into the ring and heading straight for the far corner. He leaps up onto the second turnbuckle, throwing his jacket off in front of the announcer’s table. He repeats the motion to the other turnbuckle facing out onto the announcer’s table and screams “I am golden!” at the top of his lungs, the crowd giving a cheer as he steps back down off of the turnbuckle and perches in his corner.Christa Adina: Hailing from Sacramento, California, weighing in at 230lbs and standing 6’4, he is one half of the WFWF Tag Team Champions… Jayson Garrett! Alecia Matthews: Jayson Garrett is definitely the underdog here, he got into this match thanks to his stellar performance against Drakz but he’s going to really have to up his game if he wants to walk out a double champion tonight. Samael Ahriman: Well Garrett might not have the big match experience of Drakz or Trace Demon but he does have an ally in the champ himself. Cameron Stone: Which isn’t necessarily a good thing, in a match like this you can’t really have friends. With Jayson Garrett in place the brash acappella vocals of Casey Chaos rip through the arena PA for one line before the frantic drums and over-driven guitar hits, signalling the arrival of our second challenger and a legend in his own right, Drakz. He sets foot onto the stage and looks from side to side across the arena before running both of his hands down his face and beard, opening his hands up and flicking them down to either side, removing the water from them. Perfectly timed are the pyrotechnics that burst in a single shower of silver to accompany this action. With a half-cocked smile and a focused mind Drakz makes his way down the ramp, slapping the odd hand but never breaking his gaze from dead ahead. He takes his time ascending the ring steps and climbs the turnbuckle from the apron. His arms spread wide, presenting himself to the crowd’s almost deafening cheers before jumping down into the ring and rolling his shoulders in preparation for the match.Christa Adina: Hailing for grand old England, weighing in at 226lbs and standing 6’3, please welcome the one, the only… Drakz! Alecia Matthews: It’s been a long time coming for Drakz but he’s finally got another shot at the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship. Samael Ahriman: And after Kyzer betrayed him over a year ago, after Kyzer broke his back, a win here would probably mean more than any other. Cameron Stone: Oh no doubt, he’s fought back through rehab, through the roster, through everything that’s been put in front of him. A win here would vindicate all of that fighting and all of that struggle. 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” begins to blare across the arena six crimson spotlights switch on one by one, each shining down upon a different part of the arena in 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 – Trace Demon, standing front and centre and clad in that memorable red leather jacket. 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. As the pyrotechnics come to a stop the lights in the arena turn back on, showing a proper look at the King of Demons.Christa Adina: Hailing from Hamilton, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 230lbs and standing 6’4, he is the King of Demons, he is… Trace… Demon! Trace takes absolutely no notice of the deafening boos of the crowd, instead using the music to the focus on himself. He rocks his head to it as he stares down at the ring, getting himself into the zone as his signature smirk crosses his lips. He begins to make his way down towards the ring, still rocking his head as he stares daggers at Jayson Garrett and Drakz who wait in the ring. Trace ignores the fans on either side of him as they reach out in a futile attempt to touch the owner of the WFWF. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he heads up the steel ring steps, stops for a minute by the turnbuckle and then, with hands on the ropes, leaps up over the top rope to land perfectly with one foot on the top turnbuckle and the other on the middle. He throws his arms out wide as the crowd continues to boo, Trace Demon removing his leather jacket and throwing it to a stagehand below before leaping down to the canvas and leaning against the turnbuckle as he awaits the champion.Alecia Matthews: In the months since Superbrawl Trace Demon’s self-righteous fervour has gotten out of control, growing into this so called Final Revolution but it’s undeniable that he’s getting results. Samael Ahriman: He’s going off the deep end though, if he gets his hands on the World Championship then who knows what happens next. Cameron Stone: Oh I’m betting he knows, Trace Demon has this entire thing planned out. Christa Adina: And finally… The lights throughout the entire area blacken, leaving the entire arena in question. The lights begin to flash simultaneously to "To Glory", the guitar riffs echo throughout the entire arena, the fans explode as the theme becomes more symphonic. The lights reveal the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion, Dex. He is wearing his black Judo Gi, signaling his true mental alertness he throws a fist into the air. The fans cheer even louder as he begins to walk down the aisle way, gripping onto his World Title that shines incredibly bright in the lowly lit entrance ramp. He walks on-wards with a smile on his face, demonstrating true confidence as well. He slides into the ring, putting his title first and delicately sliding it into the ring. He picks up the title and raises it into the air as the cold gripping corners explode white smoke into the air. He holds the title until the amazing pyrotechnic display has run it's course. Prepping for the physical bout he's about to partake in, Dex strips of his Judo Gi, revealing his in-ring attire. He hands the title to a nearby WFWF staff member, staring at his opponents around the ring ready for the match. The fans begin to cheer for their World Champion as he points to the crowd, right before the bout is underway.Christa Adina: Hailing from Cincinnati, Ohio, standing at 6’2 and weighing in at 233lbs, he is the reigning and defending WFWF World Heavyweight Champion… Dex! Alecia Matthews: This is the first real challenge of Dex’s title reign and he has to win if he wants to validate Shawn Malakai’s decision to hand that title over. Samael Ahriman: He’s got the skill but there’s certainly doubt over whether he deserves that strap, he’s got to put the doubts to rest and this’d be a hell of a way to do it. Cameron Stone: He might have the skills but he doesn’t really have the experience unlike two of his opponents tonight. DING! DING! DING!The moment the bell rings both Dex and Jayson Garrett nod at each other and then charge across the ring, both of them leaping at Trace Demon and crushing him against the corner. Trace covers up as best he can as Dex and Garrett begin unloading with strikes, the pair clearly looking to take out the former multiple time world champion for all of his vitriol fuelled rants towards them. Drakz watches in the corner, enjoying the show as his undeniable confidence, and his smarts when it comes to waiting it out, stops him from interrupting. Trace is taking a beating and the crowd are loving it, cheering as Dex and Garrett take an arm each and deliver an Irish whip across the ring, sending the King of Demons back first into the opposing turnbuckle.Cameron Stone: You guys reckon this is case of taking the strongest man out early? Alecia Matthews: That’s if you consider Trace Demon the strongest man, more than a few people would argue against that one. Samael Ahriman: Like Drakz for instance. Trace bounces off of the turnbuckle and staggers forwards, ducking underneath a clothesline by Garrett, leaping up and clocking Dex with an elbow that drops him to his knees. Trace swivels quickly and catches Garrett with a boot to the gut, grabbing him and throwing him straight at Drakz in the corner. Seeing the Golden Boy propelled at him Drakz reacts on competitive instinct, clocking him in the jaw with a hard right hand that rocks the tag champ. Drakz quickly pulls Garrett around and shoves him back first against the turnbuckle, grabbing the ropes and beginning to unload with a few well-placed boots to the gut. All the while Trace has dragged Dex up onto his feet and hits a hard elbow to the side of the head that sends him over to the ropes. Trace follows up but Dex kicks out first and lands one clean to the gut, allowing him to grab the King of Demons and hit a few elbows of his own.Alecia Matthews: And now the match is really underway and it’s anybody’s guess which way it’s going to go. Cameron Stone: Fatal four way matches are so hard to call because it doesn’t matter how good you are in the moment, all that matters is how you use that moment. Dex delivers an Irish whip that sends Trace barrelling down the centre of the ring, rebounding off of the ropes and returning straight into a dropkick from the current World Heavyweight Champion. With Trace down and nursing his jaw Dex pops up onto his feet and comes to the aid of his ally Jayson Garrett, grabbing Drakz, spinning him around and clocking him in the jaw with an uppercut. A couple more right hands follow before Drakz fires back with a kick to the gut and takes a moment to catch his breath. But that moment is all Jayson Garrett needs to hit him with a clubbing blow to the back and for Garrett and Dex to once more deliver a double Irish whip to the British veteran. Drakz bounces off of the ropes and uses the momentum to speed himself up, charging forwards, leaping up and taking both men out with a double leaping clothesline! As Drakz pops back up onto the feet he throws a fist in the air that draws the cheers of fans everywhere.Alecia Matthews: These fans absolutely loving Drakz here tonight, it’s hard to believe he used to be part of the dastardly New Epoch. Samael Ahriman: Even when he was running with Kyzer he had sections of the crowd behind him, but with his recent history there’s nothing these fans would like to see more than Drakz walking away as champion. Cameron Stone: Did you just use the word dastardly? What are you, a nineteen eighties news broadcaster. Trace Demon has rolled to the corner of the ring and is clearly watching and waiting as he decides against going after Drakz this early in the bout. Instead he observes as an unaware Drakz grabs Dex by the hair and drags him up onto his feet. With his hand on the back of his head he charges for the ropes and throws the champion clean over the top of them, sending him crashing to the floor and eliminating him for the time being. This gives the self-declared “God Killer” the chance to train his sights on his recent adversary Jayson Garrett, dragging the Golden Boy up onto his feet and unloading with an elbow that sends him staggering back. Drakz pushes Garrett back first against the turnbuckle once again but this time follows up on it with a few swift shoot style punches to the mid-section as he looks to take away the lifting ability of the so called A-lister before grabbing the arm and going for an Irish whip.Samael Ahriman: Drakz taking control in the opening minutes of this match. Cameron Stone: But you can’t just focus your attention on one guy, that’s what makes a match like this so difficult. You need three pairs of eyes at all times. Across the ring Trace realizes exactly what Drakz is going to do next and quickly rolls out of the ring to avoid an incoming Jayson Garrett. Garrett can’t avoid what’s coming though and collides with the turnbuckle back first with such force that he’s sent staggering forwards. Drakz charges at him, looking to hit a clothesline, but Jayson still has his wits about him and side-steps Drakz, managing to shove the veteran chest first into the turnbuckle. Garrett drops low, reaches up and drags him down with a roll-up that isn’t hold long enough for the official to even start the count as Drakz kicks out. But Garrett uses the momentum shift to his advantage as he mounts his foe and begins to unload with right hands. On the outside of the ring Dex has pulled himself up onto his feet and seems set to join the action in the ring only to find himself the victim of a certain demon as Trace rams him right into the ring apron to do some damage to the ribs.Cameron Stone: Smart from Trace Demon, biding his time and attacking when the opportunity comes up. Alecia Matthews: Love him or hate him Trace is smart, but he’s also unpredictable and sometimes I think he doesn’t even know what he’s doing. While inside the ring Drakz turns the tables with a big head butt to Garrett that sends him tumbling off of him and leaves both men trying to catch their breath and gather their bearings Trace goes firmly on the attack on the outside. With Dex winded from being rammed into the rib apron Trace delivers a hard Irish whip that sends him crashing waist first into the security barricade and nearly straight over it into the front row. That comes a moment later as Trace charges at him and hits a clothesline to the back of the head that flips him over the barricade and to the feet of the crowd behind it, the crowd not able to stop themselves from cheering as things get out of control right from the start of this match. Trace leans over the barricade and begins to drag Dex up only for the champion to catch him clean in the jaw with a sucker punch that knocks him for a loop. Trace staggers back as Dex climbs up onto the barricade and then leaps off, hooking the head to try and go for a DDT on the floor but Trace shows some impressive reactions, planting both hands in the stomach of the flying Dex and pushing him up and off of him. He aims it perfectly, Dex flipping over and landing back first on the steel ring steps!Samael Ahriman: Christ that one’s going to hurt in the morning. Cameron Stone: You can talk about him being unpredictable all you like Alecia, I like to call it thinking on your feet and that just worked out perfectly well for him. Not so much for Dex though. As Dex slips off of the steps and collapses onto the floor Trace slides back into the ring just as Jayson Garrett and Drakz are climbing back onto their feet. Trace swiftly barrels Drakz out of the ring with a barge to the back and then swivels to deliver a boot to the gut of Garrett, pulling him into a front chancery, hooking the arm and then lifting the Golden Boy up swiftly to plant him back first with a picture perfect snap suplex. He sits up, staring out at the crowd through those signature wide, mad eyes, and then drags Garrett in front of the turnbuckle before exiting onto the apron and beginning to climb up the turnbuckle on the outside for an uncharacteristic top turnbuckle moment. Once up there he balances himself carefully, looks down at Garrett and then leaps off of, turning in mid-air and coming crashing down onto the chest of the Golden Boy with a high angled senton bomb! Trace quickly rolls over, hooks the leg and goes for a pinfall.ONE!TWO!KICK OUT!Alecia Matthews: Trace going for the pin at the right moment but Garrett kicking out, he’s still too fresh for that. Samael Ahriman: The hard point of a fatal four way, and any single fall multi-man match, is getting a pin without it being interrupted. Even though it’s early Trace had to take the opportunity because they’re few and far between. Trace doesn’t get a chance to follow up as he suddenly finds himself yanked under the bottom rope by his feet and pulled to the outside where he’s met by a vicious right hand from Drakz, the crowd popping loudly at the first physical interaction between these two former rivals. The right hand stuns Trace and gives Drakz the opening to grab the arm and deliver an Irish whip that sends Trace crashing shoulder first into the near turnbuckle. As Trace goes to ground Drakz pauses, waiting for him to reach his feet to go for something bigger but he doesn’t get the chance as the crowd suddenly cheer in anticipation. He looks to the ring to find Jayson Garrett running the ropes and coming right towards him, the Golden Boy delivering a baseball slide that sends both of his boots right into the chest of Drakz with enough momentum that he literally flies back first into the security barricade in classic video game style.Cameron Stone: Wahey, what a shot by Jayson Garrett! Samael Ahriman: We’ve kind of overlooked him so far. So much of the focus in this match has been placed on the two experienced vets and the rookie champion that Garrett has been an afterthought. Alecia Matthews: And I don’t think he’s all that happy about that fact. Indeed Jayson Garrett looks more determined that he has in any moment in his WFWF career tonight as he immediately begins delivering boots to the chest of Drakz who is sat propped up against the barricade. With Drakz suitably groggy Garrett drags him back up onto his feet, wraps both arms around the waist and delivers a hard belly to belly suplex that leaves Drakz landing clean on his back on the floor which, while padded, certainly hurts. You can tell that much just by the expression of pure pain on the face of the God Killer as he arches his back. Jayson doesn’t have much time to savour that as he sees Trace Demon pushing himself up onto his feet and is about to go right after him when something else happens entirely. Dex, appearing on the side of the ring apron, charges straight at Trace Demon across the apron, hooking Trace with his legs and then pulling off a big hurricanrana that sends him to the floor and the crowd into absolutely rapturous cheers. Dex rises to his feet and matches eyes with Jayson Garrett. They nod at each other and then both go after their mutual targets, Dex dealing with Trace and Garrett with Drakz.Alecia Matthews: A big brawl developing on the outside now and I think we all saw this coming. Cameron Stone: No doubt, anyone who thought this was going to be some big, lengthy back and forth wrestling match was dead wrong. As Jayson Garrett begins putting the boots into Drakz Dex grabs Trace by the head and pulls him up onto his feet, dragging him towards the steel ring steps and slamming him head first into them. Not content with that he proceeds to throw the King of Demons back first into the security barricade with some vicious efficiency. Further back Jayson Garrett has pulled Drakz up and thrown him back into the ring under the bottom rope, the Golden Boy following in after him and dropping the knee down onto the established injured back of the God Killer. Garrett climbs on top of Drakz, placing a knee into the crook of the rehabbed spine and then grabbing hold of the arms and beginning to pull back on them as Drakz lets out a shout of pain that he’s unable to hold in. Dex doesn’t hear that, too focused on punishing Trace Demon to notice anything else as he delivers a vicious suplex on the outside that sends shooting pains up the back of the King of Demons.Alecia Matthews: Both Dex and Jayson Garrett are playing it smartly and working over their two more experienced opponents right here, they’re definitely coming into their own right now. Samael Ahriman: Two talented guys who just needed the right motivation to see their potential turn into victories. If the world title isn’t motivation enough then nothing really is. Jayson Garrett continues to pull back on the arms of Drakz, forcing his knee further into the curvature of the spine as the official ducks in close checking for a possible submission. None comes, Drakz pushing through the pain while on the outside Dex lifts Trace up and drops him chest first down onto the announce table. Initially it looks like he’s taken the wind out of the King of Demons but Trace has other ideas as he manages to shoot a sly kick back into the knee of Dex that sends him down onto his other knee. Trace pushes himself off of the table, swivelling and connecting with an elbow to the side of the jaw before once more swivelling, this time around to the back of Dex where he hooks his arm around the waist, one beneath the leg and proceeds to lift the World Champion up, turning in place and dropping him back first onto the ring apron with a big back body drop. At the same time inside the ring Drakz manages to shoot back a headbutt that connects flush on the jaw of Garrett forcing him to break the hold and sending him falling backwards.Alecia Matthews: A great counter by Drakz and just when we were praising the youngsters both veterans fight back with efficient viciousness. Cameron Stone: That’s what experience gives you, they’re here to win and they’re not worried about looking pretty doing it. Trace, with a wicked grin, drags Dex off of the ring apron and proceeds to Irish whip him straight into the front of the announce table, Dex crashing into it and collapsing to the ground. With Drakz and Garrett going at it in the ring Trace takes the opportunity and begins to dig around beneath the ring, grabbing hold of a ladder and pulling it out as the crowd cheer loudly as things get more and more out of hand. Trace sets the ladder up between the ring and the announce table and then grabs Dex around the head, dragging him up to his feet and then smashing him head first into the rung of the ladder to knock the last bit of sense out of him. With Dex suitably groggy Trace ducks down and lifts him up with a fireman’s carry, showing some impressive strength as he begins to climb the ladder with his back to the announce desk and Dex upon his shoulders.Cameron Stone: Oh this is not going to end well. Samael Ahriman: There’s a ladder involved, when does anything with a ladder ever end well in this company? True to form Trace Demon continues to climb and it’s pretty obvious that this won’t end well for somebody. While he’s climbing the action is still going thick and fast in the ring as Drakz delivers an Irish whip to the corner, Garrett hitting it back first and the God Killer quickly following up with a running splash. Drakz quickly runs the ropes once more as Garrett stumbles forwards and goes for a big Lariat but Garrett acts quickly and out of nowhere as he flips Drakz over back first with a powerslam, Garrett ending up on his back as well as he uses the opportunity to catch his breath. The crowds full attention goes back to the outside as Trace reaches the top of the ladder with Dex still in the fireman’s carry position, the King of Demons readying himself to deliver some kind of big move off of the ladder. And then Dex begins to shake himself, realizing the position he’s in and flailing to try and escape. Trace, not expecting it, finds his grip loosened and Dex slides out beneath him, somehow managing to plant a foot on either side of Trace’s, wrap his arms around the waist of Demon and pull him clean back with a German Suplex that sends both men through the announce table that shatters on impact!Cameron Stone: Holy s**t! Alecia Matthews: Right through our table! Samael Ahriman: I thought I quit being this close to the action. The crowd have launched into a full on duelling “that was awesome / holy s**t” chant as Trace Demon and Dex lie among the wreckage of the once majestic announce table. From the ring Jayson Garrett looks out at the devastation, using the ropes to pull himself up as he looks to use it to his advantage. He drags Drakz up onto his feet and across to the centre of the ring, away from any ropes, and then turns Drakz around and ducks down, hooking the inside leg and neck and lifting the God Killer up into a torture rack, setting up for the GoldenEye. Drakz, being the veteran that he is and knowing exactly where this leads, manages to land a few elbows to the side of the head to slip out the back of the torture rack and lock in an inverted face-lock, the setup for a couple of Drakz’s big moves. We don’t get to see exactly what he’s going for however as Garrett reaches up and manages to grab the head and drop forwards, hitting Drakz with a stunner out of nowhere. As Drakz staggers Garrett scrambles to his feet, runs the ropes and ends up coming up behind Drakz, grabbing him with the bulldog and bringing his crashing down face first onto his knee!Cameron Stone: My god Jayson Garrett counters Drakz’s big move and now he’s in control, he could be just moments away from winning the title. Samael Ahriman: He’s still got to capitalise though, and that’s a lot easier said than done around here. With Drakz down and Dex and Trace Demon currently taken out on the outside Jayson Garrett realizes that this is his chance and he needs to capitalise on it. He hooks his hands around the head of his veteran foe and begins to drag him up onto his feet, not noticing as Dex begins to stir among the wreckage of the announce table. With Drakz up Garrett delivers the Irish whip to the corner and then, with a moment to compose himself, charges forwards for the Golden Boot… but it’s a moment too long as Drakz ducks underneath it and Garrett’s boot meets nothing but the padding of the turnbuckle. The Golden Boy staggers back and finds himself suddenly spun around and pulled up into a fireman’s carry, Drakz hooking the leg and neck, holding him for a moment and then spinning him around to plant him back first on the canvas with the Needle Damage! The crowd go crazy as Garrett flops back first onto the canvas, Drakz sitting up having been unable to grab the leg.Alecia Matthews: Drakz with the Needle Damage and we have seen so many stars put down with that very move. Samael Ahriman: It hits so hard right along the spine, it leaves no room for survival. Drakz pushes himself forward and falls on top of Garrett, managing to hook the leg. The official slides in to make the count but at the exact same moment Dex has made it to his feet and is heading towards the ring…ONE!Cameron Stone: Dex has to move quickly if he wants to save his title. Dex makes it to the ring apron and is sliding in, he’s got the time, he can make the leap, Drakz is close enough but…TWO!Something has his leg, something is stopping Dex from getting into the ring! Alecia Matthews: Wait, what is… is he helping-
Samael Ahriman: Look in the ring, this is it!
THREE!
Cameron Stone: Drakz wins! Drakz wins! Drakz wins!
The crowd absolutely erupt at the fact that Drakz has just won the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship having come back from the brink of a career ending injury! But that quickly turns to confusion as eyes turn to the ring apron where Dex lies under the ropes staring at the pinfall like someone has just stolen the most important thing in the world from him, and really they have. He looks behind him and realizes exactly what it was that stopped him from making the save… or rather who it was.
Trace Demon.
Alecia Matthews: Trace Demon has just… I can’t believe I’m going to say it but Trace Demon just helped Drakz win the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion in a match that he himself was in.
Samael Ahriman: Seriously, there are no words for what we’ve just witnessed.
Alecia Matthews: Cam, you always seem to know Trace’s biggest picture, what the hell is this?
Cameron Stone: Yeah I’ve got nothing.
Everyone is as confused as each other as a replay on the big screen shows the exact moment that Trace Demon, pushing through the pain, grabbed hold of Dex’s leg and made sure that he couldn’t stop the count despite seeing full well exactly what was going on inside. Trace sits on the floor grinning like he’s just done something incredibly clever but nobody else can figure out what. Even Drakz looks shocked having seen the same replay as everybody else, not even able to imagine a reason why Trace would help him. Dex drops down onto the outside, staring down at Trace who just looks at him with that manic glare and says one thing.
Trace Demon: I promised you.
And Dex sees red, exploding at Trace and beginning to unload with vicious closed fists to the skull of the King of Demons who doesn’t even bother to block. Dex throws punch after punch as the ringside crew rush in to try and pull him away but he just throws them away and continues with blow after blow. A second attempt by the ring crew is more successful as Dex is dragged off of him, Trace shown to be split open from the punches, blood flowing freely down his face by that signature grin still sitting perfectly upon his twisted face. During all of this another member of the ring crew has grabbed the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship and handed it over to the official.
Alecia Matthews: I still can’t begin to describe the reasons behind Trace’s actions but the fact of the matter is Drakz is the new champion and he deserves this moment more than anyone else.
Samael Ahriman: No doubt, this man has worked his ass off to get back to a place that many thought he’d never be at again.
Christa Adina: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner and the new WFWF World Heavyweight Champion… Drakz!
The crowd roar once more as the referee hands the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship over to Drakz who pushes past his shock as he looks at the title in his hands, his title, and then lifts it up into the air as “The Last Time” hits the speakers once more. Drakz heads over to the turnbuckle, climbing up it and holding the belt up with one hand as he basks in the glory that tonight has brought him. Events outside the ring are just as eye catching as a furious Dex is dragged backstage and Trace Demon continues to laugh through his crimson mask. But one final shot from tonight’s blockbuster pay per view is all we need.
Drakz, standing tall inside the ring at Madison Square Garden, once again recognized as the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion.
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Post by Drakz on Aug 26, 2014 8:13:32 GMT -5
Big thank you to everyone who made this so easy by writing matches and sending them in on time. Josh Dean, Progs, Bishop, Dex and Schneider. Thanks to Kyzer and Yukio as well for their segs and a final thank you to Bishop and SYE for voting on the main event.
Feels good to be champ again after 6 years away. Shame I have now been added to the list of people who won the title as owner. Doesn't do a lot for your credibility lol.
Once again the quality of RPs for this show was great and some of these matches were incredibly hard to call, however me and Trace were in agreement on every outcome which is reassuring.
New card to follow soon.
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Post by The Gangsta on Aug 26, 2014 8:49:27 GMT -5
Great show, three new champions tonight. The I Respect You match was great!
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Post by Markw on Aug 26, 2014 9:10:40 GMT -5
Congrats Proggy. Edit: Title histories updated.
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Post by Prophet of Ash on Aug 26, 2014 9:55:24 GMT -5
consider this an alternate reality, but here's the finish to the I Respect You match, if Josh Dean had won: Finish 2: Dean wins. Schneider pulls the lid off of the box and dumps the contents to the floor. What he's dumped on the floor is easily a hundred, maybe more.. glass injection needles. The crowd gasps. Samael Ahriman: Now what the hell is he going to do with those?! Alecia Matthews: I don't even want to know. Seriously. I don't want to know.. Schneider climbs to the apron. And Josh Dean is to his feet! He charges at Schneider. A big shoulder tackle. Schneider stumbles, but doesn't fall. Dean runs to the top rope. He kicks at Schneider from the top. Schneider is teetering inches above a demise. But he steps forwards, grabbing Josh Dean and press slamming him from the top turnbuckle, all the way to the floor, falling flat on the arena floor into the injection needles! He rolls over and it's clear he didn't just land in them.. They penetrated. There's a needle piercing the back very clearly and one through the fat of the left arm. And several more fall out as he rolls off of the bed of penetration. Alecia Matthews: BRRRRRRRRRRAHHHH. Samael Ahriman: Take your headset off, for god's sake! Alecia Matthews is vomiting at the commentary table. It's come to this. Schneider stands up. He looks over to the floor at what he's done... and he doesn't seem to care. He seems to enjoy it, in fact, a sick smile growing across his face like the Grinch Who Stole Christmas. He hops off the apron, careful not to step on any needles. The referee follows, similarly tip toeing. Schneider walks around the ring, dropping to his knees and crawling under the ring. From the near death fall, Josh Dean is on his hands and knees. The ref puts the mic to Dean's mouth. Josh Dean: You coward, come back. Say you respect me. Let's end this. Dean grabs Schneider by the foot. He pulls him from under the ring.. and Schneider draws a katana. Samael Ahriman: HE'S GOT A SWORD! Who does he think he is, Michonne? Dean quickly back peddles. And he slips in the needles. He falls. He's sitting on his butt. Schneider stands up. Josh Dean is frozen in fear. Phillip Schneider: This.... ends now..... you say it. Or I chop your ing..... head off...... Schneider stalks after Dean. He points the referee to Dean. Dean's staring down at Schneider. The light reflects off of the blade. Schneider draws the blade back. At the last possible chance, Dean says the three words. Josh Dean: Eat a dick. Josh Dean kicks Schneider between the legs. Schneider drops the sword, dropping to his knees in pain. Josh Dean recovers the fumbles sword. Damaged, possibly broken, he rises to his feet. Schneider eyeballs him. He realizes he's had. Josh Dean: I could kill you. I could kill you now. Say it. Realizing his own mortality, Schneider says it. Phillip Schneider: I.... respect you. Josh Dean brings the blade down to his side. The bell sounds. Samael Ahriman: Thank God.. Christa Adina: Your winner of the respect match, Josh Dean.. Josh Dean makes his way towards the backstage area. There's carnage all around him and he's walking away with the sword in his hand. Alecia Matthews: Too far. WAY too far. Never again. Seriously. If it happens again, I walk. Samael Ahriman: We'd like to apologize to our fans at home, we had no idea it was going to go this far.. and this is NOT what we promote with the WFWF. This... this was something entirely different.
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Post by Sleazyness on Aug 26, 2014 11:10:32 GMT -5
Congrats to all the winners. Kyzer, you son of a gun! Even my best work wasn't good enough to overcome your piece. Very well written show and I enjoyed just about ever bit of it!
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Post by Deleted on Aug 26, 2014 14:51:28 GMT -5
Heck of a match, big congrats to Drakz! Great card guys!
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Post by Dex on Aug 26, 2014 21:59:29 GMT -5
I might have an unpopular opinion, but i'm not fond of three stables that are universally the same thing. That DMK stuff was hilarious. Ahriman stuff was great, can't wait to see how it plays out. That "one..two..thr" thing on Demento vs. Bishop was really tripping me out, I liked the touch, it actually seemed like a near fall which was cool. The Yukio segment was interesting as it always has been, and I really want to see this come to fruition later down the line. Oh and f*ck you Trace.
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Post by Kyzer on Aug 26, 2014 22:11:41 GMT -5
Before anyone gets it twisted. The KKK (DMK's) is not about taking over the promotion or anything like that. I want to get that out there.
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Post by Dex on Aug 26, 2014 22:15:50 GMT -5
Before anyone gets it twisted. The KKK (DMK's) is not about taking over the promotion or anything like that. I want to get that out there. Yeah I get you man. I was talking about the Demento, Shannon, Dean, and Nikki alliance.
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Post by Kyzer on Aug 26, 2014 22:32:52 GMT -5
Before anyone gets it twisted. The KKK (DMK's) is not about taking over the promotion or anything like that. I want to get that out there. Yeah I get you man. I was talking about the Demento, Shannon, Dean, and Nikki alliance. You said three. And there are only three to my knowledge. The KKK, the one you mentioned and The Final Revolution are the only ones I can think of.
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Post by bad guy™ on Aug 27, 2014 0:57:50 GMT -5
Yeah I get you man. I was talking about the Demento, Shannon, Dean, and Nikki alliance. You said three. And there are only three to my knowledge. The KKK, the one you mentioned and The Final Revolution are the only ones I can think of. Dex/Garrett/Malakai.
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Post by Kyzer on Aug 27, 2014 1:04:41 GMT -5
You said three. And there are only three to my knowledge. The KKK, the one you mentioned and The Final Revolution are the only ones I can think of. Dex/Garrett/Malakai. You wouldn't think that by reading the rps or nearly any of the segments.
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Post by bad guy™ on Aug 27, 2014 1:23:45 GMT -5
You wouldn't think that by reading the rps or nearly any of the segments. Well that's because Garrett becoming the contender was a monkey wrench. Things were planned different, but the shot fell in his and Drakz's laps, don't blame them in the slightest for taking it.
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Post by Kyzer on Aug 27, 2014 1:44:21 GMT -5
You wouldn't think that by reading the rps or nearly any of the segments. Well that's because Garrett becoming the contender was a monkey wrench. Things were planned different, but the shot fell in his and Drakz's laps, don't blame them in the slightest for taking it. Even before that you couldn't tell they were a stable. I am not saying they aren't but they haven't made their allegiance very evident.
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Post by Deep Figure Value on Aug 27, 2014 5:03:58 GMT -5
That was a stable? Nah ah. Dex and Garrett tagged for a show and used each other in a couple of rps, with Shawn all but disappearing after SB. Then Dex brought in the Shield Sovereignity, which would seemingly nullify his involvement with any other stable.
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