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A local bar is bursting with life; the music muffled by the sounds of the nighttime traffic. The young bartender keeps the patrons satiated by being an endless source of juice.
Amidst the crowd emerges a woman, sporting a green mohawk as tall as the Manistique water tower smirks when she catches a tune in the jukebox that is to her liking. Anything is better than the generic, daresay conformist sound of the vanilla rock band that has invaded the speakers.
Straight out of a movie, the bland music being stopped is an equivalent to an audible record scratch as the once lively party comes to a halt. The green haired woman turns to face the crowd and smile, showing a large gap between her teeth as a few twangs of a guitar string with complementing drums suddenly echoes through the speakers.
It has a slight 1960’s rockabilly vibe but the suddenly shifts to a carnival-like sound, a more-bouncy feel to the song.
Survived the beer, liquor and seeds
Under the plague took its hold
Been below for a’many a year
The Koffin Kats pop the hatch
Party Time in the End Times
Party Time in the End Timmmmmes
Party Time in the End Times
Party Time in the End Timmmmmes
The crowd suddenly shifts and the bar in unison let out a roaring cheer.
The band are local celebrities and frequent visitors of the established bar. The green haired hero gets lost in the crowd as the party gets a second wind.
The impending warning is ignored and tuned out by the partygoers and psychobilly music as the smoke from the oven dissipates into the sky. The cars on the street all zoom by as the smoke from the exhaust following suit.
Over the skyline, off in the distance is a light show. Green and yellow sabers of light flicker in the sky, below on the ground-level is a massive crowd of people, some idly conversating while others enter the stadium - that stadium being The Little Caesars Arena, which is just as lively as the bar a few streets down.
We then cut to a vignette.
WFWF CEO Kris Kash stands center ring in historic Wembley Stadium. 85,000 fans are seen packing the venue.
Kris Kash: Welcome to WFWF SuperBrawl! ARE YOU READY?!
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
Slow establishing shots of Wayne McGurk, Dave Demento, Joe Bishop, Devilkiller, DGX, and Reverend Shadow play along with the lyrics as each of these WFWF legend make their way to the ring.
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
We continue the establishing shots of Penny Shannon, EBR, Josh Dean, and Drakz making their way to the ring.
(Hey yeah, oh hey, hey yeah)
Remember me for centuries
The crowd is raucous as many fans are ecstatic for their SuperBrawl experience.
Mummified my teenage dreams
No, it's nothing wrong with me
Napoleon Weisgarber drops Twiztid Insane with a huge right hook!
The kids are all wrong
The stories are off
In an electric opener, the two men battle back and forth. High paced sequences follow with Twiztid hitting a huge Bicycle Kick. Napoleon with a jumping uppercut. The Faygo mist blinds Napoleon, and he responds with a low blow and a roll up! Twiztid lays out the victorious Napoleon with the Hatchet Party!
Heavy metal broke my heart
Dave Demento and Devilkiller trade heavy shots. Devilkiller hits the Devil's Pitchfork and pins Demento, only for Jebediah Whatley to drop him with a vicious powerbomb!
Come on, come on and let me in
The bruises on your thighs like my fingerprints
He picks DK up and rag dolls him around, paying no attention to the referee telling him to break the choke hold. Just as grip starts to loosen, Devilkiller catches him the Devil's Pitchfork out of nowhere!
And this is supposed to match
The darkness that you felt
Devilkiller picks up the pin and is elated at his newfound opportunity. Cut to Frank Lynn in the ring, walking cane in tow.
I never meant for you to fix yourself
Frank Lynn: I’m not here to try for your sympathy or baiting you before announcing one more match or anything like that. I am done. Let me repeat myself so there is no doubt.
I.
Am.
Done.
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
Frank Lynn: I will never grace a WFWF ring after tonight ever again. And it's probably for the best.
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
Frank's retirement address turns into the debut of Jacque Le Douche. The big man makes an emphatic statement on his first night in WFWF, dropping color commentator Maxwell Dachs with a vicious GTS he dubs Go To Hell!
(Hey yeah, oh hey, hey yeah)
Remember me for centuries
DGX and Reverend Shadow face off in the highly anticipated dream match. A release German Suplex by DGX is followed by a brutal spear from Shadow!
And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name
'Cause I was only born inside my dreams
DGX dodges the incoming Spear, and nails the Breakdown on Reverend Shadow for the huge victory. Shifting gears into the violent Buried Alive Match between Needles Payne and Chris Priceless.
Until you die for me, as long as there's a light
My shadow's over you 'cause I am the opposite of amnesia
In what can only be described as something you'd see in a horror flick, it's a damn fight. Needles javelin tosses Priceless into the barricade. The fight turns bloody as both men bust each other open with big shots. Priceless with a massive baseball bat shot to the head that staggers Needles. A bloody Priceless mercilessly ends the bout with a tombstone shot to the head as he pulls the excavator lever down
And you're a cherry blossom
You're about to bloom
You look so pretty, but you're gone so soon
Former World Champions square off as Wayne McGurk and Joe Bishop go to battle. Bishop connects with a high knee. McGurk drops to his knees, leaving him in perfect position for a punt kick. Bishop builds up a head of steam, and McGurk moves at the last second. As Bishop turns around, he's hit by the running big boot! Bishop launches himself at McGurk as he reaches his feet, and McGurk knocks out of midair with a big boot, followed up by the Dead End for the pin!
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
Trace Demon returns to WFWF for the first time in nearly three years, much to the surprise of the crowd, who though he was gone.
Trace Demon: You should’ve made sure I was dead, but don’t worry WFWF, I’m going to do what you failed at… I’m going to end you, once and for all. Game over.
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
Johnny Mason, with Tyson Watts and Dion Jackson, stares down Mesh as they finally do battle for the Vanguard Championship.
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
Mason is all over Mesh in throughout the match, targeting her head with every bit of offense. Mesh in defense mode before the surprise attack from Mason's associates on the champion leave the match with a sour ending.
We've been here forever
And here's the frozen proof
The grudge match we didn't know we wanted between Penny Shannon and EBR was as physical as you'd expect. EBR uses the power game to toss Penny around with big suplexes, while Penny's speed and scrappy nature turn the contest in a battle of attrition. Huge shots, one after another leave both competitors nearly incapacitated.
I could scream forever
We are the poisoned youth
Penny is able to hit the Liberty Cap, but EBR is able to kick out. Trying to capitalize, Penny attempts a second Liberty Cap, EBR is able to evade and score with a Northern Lights Bomb for the pin! The two combatants share a respectful handshake post match
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
Josh Dean is seen walking through the hostile crowd in Wembley Stadium, while Drakz holds up the WFWF World Heavyweight and International Championships to a hero's welcome.
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
The trilogy is an instant classic as both men unload their full arsenal on each other. The Seacroft Smile by Drakz, the Nail in the Coffin by Josh!
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
Josh has Drakz locked in the BSE and Drakz is writhing in pain. Cut to another section of the match where Drakz breaks out the Legitimate Japanese Businessman Kick in a nod to Phillip Schneider. It still isn't enough to keep the Architect down!
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
Drakz looks for the Needle Damage, but his back is too badly injured. Josh scores with Penny Shannon's Liberty Cap on a a steel chain for a deathly near fall!
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
Drakz makes a fatal mistake going for the Needle Damage, allowing Josh to score with a low blow and the Chapter 11!
1...
2...
3!!!
Christa Adina: Here is your winner and NEEEEEWWWWWWW WFWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!!!! JOSH DEAAAAAAAANNNNN!!!!
Alecia Matthews: I don't like the way he did it, but by God if Josh Dean isn't our World Champion at last. And Drakz is finished.
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
The last notes ring out and hold as the final images are of Lila Sleater cradling an unconscious Drakz, followed by the new WFWF Champion, Josh Dean, raising the championship high above his head to close the show
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The show opens up with a massive explosion! F*ck yeah! The crowd in attendance is rising to their feet. For the first time in months, WFWF is back on US soil!
Alecia Matthews: It was certainly a rollercoaster night full of emotion. And for one, the ride ended! We're live in Detroit, Michigan and welcome to PARTY IN THE END TIMES!
The cameras pan around to show the sold out crowd. They're hot, anticipating the exciting action only WFWF can provide!
Alecia Matthews: I'm Alecia Matthews and I'm flying solo tonight. As noted at the outset, my broadcast partner, Maxwell Dach is not here tonight as he is continuing to nurse the injuries caused by Jacque Le Douche, who will make his WFWF debut tonight! Tonight promises to be huge! The return of Scarlett Quinn against DGX, EBR takes on Johnny Mason... And it looks like our CEO, Kris Kash, is going to kick off the night!
Right you are Alecia, but try to contain your excitement. The cameras focus to the middle of the ring as the cheers turn to boos for the WFWF CEO. Kris is grinning like a Cheshire cat as he brings the mic up to his face.
Kris Kash: On behalf Kash Enterprises, we thank you for your continued support. Welcome to Party at the End Times!
The crowd boos.
Alecia Matthews: Way to slip that one in.
Kris Kash: SuperBrawl Revenge lived up to the hype. TITANS of the wrestling industry went to battle! And at the end of the night, we unfortunately had to say goodbye to a true legend of the sport.
The crowd is a mixture of cheers and boos.
Kris Kash: I know he isn't here tonight, and we all wish Drakz a speedy recovery. But now we are in a very interesting situation following SuperBrawl. I hope that he is able to be here soon, so we can discuss the elephant in the room....
The lights go out and the crowd starts buzzing.
Alecia Matthews: After a sold out SuperBrawl, how the hell does this guy not have the money to keep the lights on?
I got a song filled with sh*t for the strong willed
Alecia Matthews: Well, I think we just got our answer!
When the world gives you a raw deal
Set you off 'til you
Scream, "piss off, screw you"
When it talks to you like you don't belong
Or tells you you're in the wrong field
When something's in your mitochondrial
'Cause it latched on to you, like
As the beat kicks in, the stage illuminates with red and white strobe light as the camera focuses in on the stage.
Knock knock, let the devil in, malevolent
As I've ever been, head is spinnin', this medicine
Screaming, "L-l-l-let us in"
L-l-lick like a salad bowl, Edgar Allen Poe
Bedridden, shoulda been dead a long time ago
Josh Dean strolls out onto the stage, staring out into the crowd. Instead of his hoodie, he has on a nice black sport coat and blue jeans. It's noted that his left eye still has bruising and butterfly stitches from his showdown with Drakz. Most importantly, he has the WFWF Championship draped over his shoulder. He takes the title off his shoulder and methodically raises it up above his head as red and white pyros explode toward the ceiling as a golden hue mixes in at the end. The crowd is a mixed reaction for the new champion.
Liquid Tylenol, gelatins, think my skeleton's meltin'
Wicked, I get all high when I think I've smelled the scent
Of elephant manure
Hell, I meant Kahlúa, screw it, to hell with it
I went through hell with accelerants and blew up
My-my-myself again,
Alecia Matthews: It's certainly not the reaction we ever thought we'd hear for such a monumental occasion. You could argue that Josh didn't need to go low in order to land the final shot. I've always felt something like that was beneath him.
He reaches the floor from the ramp and stares out into the crowd once again. He gets a bounce in his step as he turns towards the steps.
Volkswagen, tailspin
Bucket matches my pale skin, mayo and
Went from Hellmann's and being rail thin, Filet-o-Fish
Scribble Jam, Rap Olympics '97 Freaknik
How can I be down? Me and Bizarre in Florida
Proof's room slept on floor of 'da motel then
Upon reaching the steps, he sprints up to the apron. Grabbing the rope, he steps one foot in and looks at the crowd, taking a moment to engage their mixed reaction.
Alecia Matthews: One thing is for sure. While he was the last man standing, while he is the new World Heavyweight Champion, he didn't come out unscathed! But he did go into hostile territory and did the unthinkable!
Dr. Dre said, "Hell yeah"
And I got his stamp like a postcard, word to Mel-Man
And I know they're gonna hate but I don't care, I
Barely can wait to hit 'em with the snare and the bass
Square in the face, this f*ckin' world better prepare to get laced
Because they're gonna taste my
Venom!
Josh climbs into the ring and methodically raises the WFWF Championship high above his head, walking all the way to the opposite side ropes.
(I got that) Adrenaline momentum (venom)
Not knowing when I'm
Ever gonna slow up and I'm
Josh walks over to the announce table side ring post and climbs up to the second rope. He raises the WFWF Championship over his head once again while letting a primal roar. Josh hops off the turnbuckle and motions for a mic. He is given one and turns around to stare down Kris Kash, who can only begrudgingly applaud.
Alecia Matthews: Looks like Mr. Kash is not too happy with the result. But we're about to hear from the new champion!
Ready to snap any moment-um
Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em
They ain't gonna know what hit 'em
(When they get bit with the)
As the music dies down, Josh slowly starts to circle the ring, never taking his eyes off Kris Kash. The WFWF CEO looks very uncomfortable as he tries to keep his eyes on Josh.
Josh Dean: So serious question, Kris. How stupid do you look right now?
Kris Kash: I beg your pardon?
Josh taps on the mic.
Josh Dean: Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know you haven't done a proper mic check today. Here, allow me.
Josh blows into the mic and it makes a screeching sound that makes Kris cringe.
Josh Dean: Well, this one's good. So let me ask it again if you didn't hear me the first time. How stupid do you look right now?
Josh smiles before adjusting the WFWF Championship on his shoulder. Then, his facial expression turns stone serious.
Josh Dean: See, this is what happens when you bet on the wrong guy.
Kris Kash: After the sellout we got for SuperBrawl Revenge, I couldn't be more thrilled with the event.
Josh Dean: Really? Because your face when I stepped in this ring looked like a guy that just lifted his head out of a big pile of sh*t.
That one cracked the audience up.
Josh Dean: You ain't gotta like it, Kris, but the fact remains true. I wasn't the guy you wanted, but I am the NEW WFWF World Heavyweight Champion!
Josh lifts the title up by his face and points at the new nameplate on the title's face. The crowd reaction is loud, half cheers and half boos. Josh soaks it up, knowing that you can't please everyone. He slips the title back on his shoulder before leaning against the ropes.
Josh Dean: Didn't I tell you this would happen, Kris? Hmm? Hasn't everything I said come to fruition? If you haven't learned by now when I say I'm going to do something that I follow through on it, well then I don't have a lot of hope for you.
The crowd is buzzing, then start to boo. They know what this means.
Josh Dean: But I feel like everyone here is echoing what's been going around the news. And it bothers me because I've always believed I was transparent with our audience. As a result we've always had a rapport, an understanding. But the media likes to cherry pick their information for the sake of headlines. It's only fair that I give you the rest of the story.
For the first time since he came out, the crowd unanimously cheers Josh.
Josh Dean: Most people in their lives have dealt with a bully. For those that have, the only thing that ends the cycle is when the victim makes the bully stop.
Josh lets out a deep sigh.
Josh Dean: Isaac Cray was my professional bully.
Alecia Matthews: I can't believe what I'm hearing!
Alecia Matthews uncharacteristically takes her headset off and slams it on the table. She stands up as the crowd let's out a collective "OH" as they can see her anger. Just as she's about to storm off from the desk, the commotion catches Josh's eye.
Josh Dean: Now hold up for just a second, Alecia.
Alecia stops and rolls her neck. She's staring daggers through the champion.
Josh Dean: I know it's hard to take the blinders off, but I really need you to put your bias aside and just look at this from my vantage point. We all know you're still thirsty over Isaac Cray, and it's gotta be the mustache. But you've called every match that he and I had and all the moments in between. I guess it was all fair when I was the one fighting those uphill battles, wasn't it?
Alecia motions for Josh to calm down and you can hear through her mic the plea of, "Can we talk about this after the show?"
Josh Dean: And now that it backfired, you're gonna sit there and accost me for kicking him in the d*ck during a match where the rules of engagement were as clear as day. And somehow that's worse than his constant degrading of my aptitude as an athlete?
Alecia remains calm and silent. It does her no good to argue with "The Architect."
Josh Dean: Or how about when he stole my title from me in the first place?
Still nothing. Kris takes a step toward Josh, considering intervening. Instead he backs up toward the ropes like the sniveling sh*t he is.
Josh Dean: Or how about when he broke into my business and SNAPPED MY SON'S ARM! Hmm Alecia, don't have much to say now, do you?
Josh shakes his head.
Josh Dean: You're no better than the rest of the minstrels running around here because you helped create those narratives. So why don't you sit your cute little ass down, call the matches, and put some damn respect on my name! Just to make sure that happens, Alecia, I got a little surprise for you.
The crowd reaction is mixed as Josh adjusts the title on his shoulder. They know that his points are valid, but many boo because of his target of choice.
Josh Dean: I notice you're flying solo tonight because the sex offender made one too many off color jokes at Frank. Well, I said months ago that everyone eats better when I'm around, and... I can't let you fumble through the show by yourself. People may be seeing a side of me they may not like, but you know in your soul I'm not completely heartless. That's why the person that's joining you is someone who is beloved by our audience, and one of a few people in this industry that can remain impartial, especially when it comes to me. So without further adieu...
"Roar" by Katy Perry hits and the crowd loses their collective sh*t! Nikki Dean is here! Kris Kash has his mouth open in disbelief. The former two time National Champion stops at the top of the stage and throws up the number one sign, which sets off a massive display of pink and purple pyros. She walks down the ramp confidently as she smiles at her husband. Josh raises his eyebrows and as watches her glide towards the announce desk. Alecia's scowl has eased up, considering she was just dressed down by the champion.
As the music fades out and Nikki takes her seat at the commentary desk, Alecia finally sits down and tries to compose herself like a professional. Josh turns around to see Kris Kash trying to exit through the ropes. He walks over and puts his hand on the top rope. Kris stops halfway through the ropes and looks up at Josh, who is staring daggers through him. He re-enters the ring and backs up.
Josh Dean: Did you think I was done with you?
Kris Kash: Look Josh, I didn't approve this. And didn't you go on months back about Nikki having a life threatening health condition?
Josh Dean: And somehow her health disqualifies her from being able to use her expertise to call matches, especially since you're down a commentator at the moment?
Kris Kash: She is a liability being this close to the action. You have to see where I'm coming from.
Josh Dean: Here I am, still being giving to this company because of a need you have when I don't have to be. Face it Kris, you're not going to find any better options just waltzing around. Oh, but I know exactly where you' re coming from. And Lila did a good job of spoon feeding you the agenda. But where'd it get you? Isaac Cray is gone, and you still haven't re-signed your company's top champion.
The crowd cheers as Josh takes a step toward the WFWF CEO.
Josh Dean: You're smart enough to know what happens next.
Josh turns on his heel and walks towards the ropes as the crowd starts to boo.
Alecia Matthews: It looks like Josh Dean is going to follow through on the last promise he made and walk out of WFWF with the World Heavyweight Title!
Nikki Dean: Kris Kash better do something fast! But does he have a hand to play here?
As Josh makes it to the ropes, Kris Kash finally speaks up.
Kris Kash: What do you want, Josh? Name your price.
Nikki Dean: Bad move by the boss man.
Josh turns around and smiles.
Josh Dean: What do I want? Well that's funny, now all of a sudden you care about what I want.
He takes a step towards Kris Kash, who continues to back up to the corner.
Josh Dean: What's the matter, Kris? You gettin' nervous?
Josh takes the title off his shoulder and pushes it towards Kris Kash's face as he comes closer.
Josh Dean: Or maybe you're finally starting to realize that this title means you have no control over me. I'm not going to be your dancing puppet because frankly, I have no respect for you. But you see, these people deserve to have a champion they can relate to and be proud of. I want to give that to them.
The crowd is now firmly behind the champion and Josh knows it. He drapes the WFWF Championship back across his shoulder.
Josh Dean: They've been stuck for too long being told the best are drug addled sociopaths. That simply isn't true, and I proved it!
He again takes a step toward Kris Kash. He drops his voice.
Josh Dean: Now I didn't come back from Post Concussion Syndrome and another neck surgery to have some glad handing, second rate crook f*ck up what I've worked for.
The crowd explodes with cheers as Kris drops his head.
Kris Kash: We can fix this, Josh. But I need you to commit.
Josh Dean: You're right, we CAN fix it, Kris. It all depends on if you're willing to play ball.
Kris Kash: I'm here taking this abuse, aren't I?
Josh Dean: No Kris, this is forcing you to look at the facts. And the fact is you've already got my first challenger lined up. And you want that match to go on, right?
Kris Kash: Of course I want it to go on!
Josh Dean: So do I. And if I'm nothing else, I am a businessman. Which is why I'm going to give you a chance to prove your worth to me. The match with Devilkiller will go on, and it will be done with all the bells and whistles on a pay pay view event. He's at least earned that.
Josh takes another step towards Kris Kash and is now in the CEO's face.
Josh Dean: You have until that match ends to make me the correct offer... or I walk.
He takes a step back from Kris, giving him a huge smirk.
Josh Dean: Looks like you're on the clock.
Josh drops the mic with emphasis and lifts the title high above his head as "Venom" hits. Josh lowers the WFWF Championship onto his shoulder and turns on his heel and walks toward the ropes. The crowd is more cheers than boos, but the ovation is loud none the less. Josh exits the ring, backing up the ramp as he continues to lock eyes with Kris Kash.
Alecia Matthews: He certainly is a shrewd operator, and he is the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion.
Nikki Dean: Look, I know Josh better than anyone walking the planet. I've never seen him this locked in. And at that rate, I have a feeling it's going to be that way for a long time, Alecia!
Alecia Matthews: I don't trust his ultimatum.
Amidst the crowd emerges a woman, sporting a green mohawk as tall as the Manistique water tower smirks when she catches a tune in the jukebox that is to her liking. Anything is better than the generic, daresay conformist sound of the vanilla rock band that has invaded the speakers.
Straight out of a movie, the bland music being stopped is an equivalent to an audible record scratch as the once lively party comes to a halt. The green haired woman turns to face the crowd and smile, showing a large gap between her teeth as a few twangs of a guitar string with complementing drums suddenly echoes through the speakers.
It has a slight 1960’s rockabilly vibe but the suddenly shifts to a carnival-like sound, a more-bouncy feel to the song.
Survived the beer, liquor and seeds
Under the plague took its hold
Been below for a’many a year
The Koffin Kats pop the hatch
Party Time in the End Times
Party Time in the End Timmmmmes
Party Time in the End Times
Party Time in the End Timmmmmes
The crowd suddenly shifts and the bar in unison let out a roaring cheer.
The band are local celebrities and frequent visitors of the established bar. The green haired hero gets lost in the crowd as the party gets a second wind.
Good afternoon Detroit, this is Hound Barrage with WXYZ. We bring to you a developing story where scientists and climate experts are issuing a warning regarding the ozone layer. They say due to the growing number of gas emissions and greenhouse gases, it’s never been as fragile as it is now. They plead with all citizens to reduce our carbon footprint for the next 4 months to keep it stable. Scientists urge the consequences of the depletion of the ozone layer could be disastrous -
The impending warning is ignored and tuned out by the partygoers and psychobilly music as the smoke from the oven dissipates into the sky. The cars on the street all zoom by as the smoke from the exhaust following suit.
Over the skyline, off in the distance is a light show. Green and yellow sabers of light flicker in the sky, below on the ground-level is a massive crowd of people, some idly conversating while others enter the stadium - that stadium being The Little Caesars Arena, which is just as lively as the bar a few streets down.
We then cut to a vignette.
WFWF CEO Kris Kash stands center ring in historic Wembley Stadium. 85,000 fans are seen packing the venue.
Kris Kash: Welcome to WFWF SuperBrawl! ARE YOU READY?!
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
Slow establishing shots of Wayne McGurk, Dave Demento, Joe Bishop, Devilkiller, DGX, and Reverend Shadow play along with the lyrics as each of these WFWF legend make their way to the ring.
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
We continue the establishing shots of Penny Shannon, EBR, Josh Dean, and Drakz making their way to the ring.
(Hey yeah, oh hey, hey yeah)
Remember me for centuries
The crowd is raucous as many fans are ecstatic for their SuperBrawl experience.
Mummified my teenage dreams
No, it's nothing wrong with me
Napoleon Weisgarber drops Twiztid Insane with a huge right hook!
The kids are all wrong
The stories are off
In an electric opener, the two men battle back and forth. High paced sequences follow with Twiztid hitting a huge Bicycle Kick. Napoleon with a jumping uppercut. The Faygo mist blinds Napoleon, and he responds with a low blow and a roll up! Twiztid lays out the victorious Napoleon with the Hatchet Party!
Heavy metal broke my heart
Dave Demento and Devilkiller trade heavy shots. Devilkiller hits the Devil's Pitchfork and pins Demento, only for Jebediah Whatley to drop him with a vicious powerbomb!
Come on, come on and let me in
The bruises on your thighs like my fingerprints
He picks DK up and rag dolls him around, paying no attention to the referee telling him to break the choke hold. Just as grip starts to loosen, Devilkiller catches him the Devil's Pitchfork out of nowhere!
And this is supposed to match
The darkness that you felt
Devilkiller picks up the pin and is elated at his newfound opportunity. Cut to Frank Lynn in the ring, walking cane in tow.
I never meant for you to fix yourself
Frank Lynn: I’m not here to try for your sympathy or baiting you before announcing one more match or anything like that. I am done. Let me repeat myself so there is no doubt.
I.
Am.
Done.
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
Frank Lynn: I will never grace a WFWF ring after tonight ever again. And it's probably for the best.
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
Frank's retirement address turns into the debut of Jacque Le Douche. The big man makes an emphatic statement on his first night in WFWF, dropping color commentator Maxwell Dachs with a vicious GTS he dubs Go To Hell!
(Hey yeah, oh hey, hey yeah)
Remember me for centuries
DGX and Reverend Shadow face off in the highly anticipated dream match. A release German Suplex by DGX is followed by a brutal spear from Shadow!
And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name
'Cause I was only born inside my dreams
DGX dodges the incoming Spear, and nails the Breakdown on Reverend Shadow for the huge victory. Shifting gears into the violent Buried Alive Match between Needles Payne and Chris Priceless.
Until you die for me, as long as there's a light
My shadow's over you 'cause I am the opposite of amnesia
In what can only be described as something you'd see in a horror flick, it's a damn fight. Needles javelin tosses Priceless into the barricade. The fight turns bloody as both men bust each other open with big shots. Priceless with a massive baseball bat shot to the head that staggers Needles. A bloody Priceless mercilessly ends the bout with a tombstone shot to the head as he pulls the excavator lever down
And you're a cherry blossom
You're about to bloom
You look so pretty, but you're gone so soon
Former World Champions square off as Wayne McGurk and Joe Bishop go to battle. Bishop connects with a high knee. McGurk drops to his knees, leaving him in perfect position for a punt kick. Bishop builds up a head of steam, and McGurk moves at the last second. As Bishop turns around, he's hit by the running big boot! Bishop launches himself at McGurk as he reaches his feet, and McGurk knocks out of midair with a big boot, followed up by the Dead End for the pin!
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
Trace Demon returns to WFWF for the first time in nearly three years, much to the surprise of the crowd, who though he was gone.
Trace Demon: You should’ve made sure I was dead, but don’t worry WFWF, I’m going to do what you failed at… I’m going to end you, once and for all. Game over.
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
Johnny Mason, with Tyson Watts and Dion Jackson, stares down Mesh as they finally do battle for the Vanguard Championship.
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
Mason is all over Mesh in throughout the match, targeting her head with every bit of offense. Mesh in defense mode before the surprise attack from Mason's associates on the champion leave the match with a sour ending.
We've been here forever
And here's the frozen proof
The grudge match we didn't know we wanted between Penny Shannon and EBR was as physical as you'd expect. EBR uses the power game to toss Penny around with big suplexes, while Penny's speed and scrappy nature turn the contest in a battle of attrition. Huge shots, one after another leave both competitors nearly incapacitated.
I could scream forever
We are the poisoned youth
Penny is able to hit the Liberty Cap, but EBR is able to kick out. Trying to capitalize, Penny attempts a second Liberty Cap, EBR is able to evade and score with a Northern Lights Bomb for the pin! The two combatants share a respectful handshake post match
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
Josh Dean is seen walking through the hostile crowd in Wembley Stadium, while Drakz holds up the WFWF World Heavyweight and International Championships to a hero's welcome.
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
The trilogy is an instant classic as both men unload their full arsenal on each other. The Seacroft Smile by Drakz, the Nail in the Coffin by Josh!
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
Josh has Drakz locked in the BSE and Drakz is writhing in pain. Cut to another section of the match where Drakz breaks out the Legitimate Japanese Businessman Kick in a nod to Phillip Schneider. It still isn't enough to keep the Architect down!
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
Drakz looks for the Needle Damage, but his back is too badly injured. Josh scores with Penny Shannon's Liberty Cap on a a steel chain for a deathly near fall!
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
Drakz makes a fatal mistake going for the Needle Damage, allowing Josh to score with a low blow and the Chapter 11!
1...
2...
3!!!
Christa Adina: Here is your winner and NEEEEEWWWWWWW WFWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!!!! JOSH DEAAAAAAAANNNNN!!!!
Alecia Matthews: I don't like the way he did it, but by God if Josh Dean isn't our World Champion at last. And Drakz is finished.
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
The last notes ring out and hold as the final images are of Lila Sleater cradling an unconscious Drakz, followed by the new WFWF Champion, Josh Dean, raising the championship high above his head to close the show
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The show opens up with a massive explosion! F*ck yeah! The crowd in attendance is rising to their feet. For the first time in months, WFWF is back on US soil!
Alecia Matthews: It was certainly a rollercoaster night full of emotion. And for one, the ride ended! We're live in Detroit, Michigan and welcome to PARTY IN THE END TIMES!
The cameras pan around to show the sold out crowd. They're hot, anticipating the exciting action only WFWF can provide!
Alecia Matthews: I'm Alecia Matthews and I'm flying solo tonight. As noted at the outset, my broadcast partner, Maxwell Dach is not here tonight as he is continuing to nurse the injuries caused by Jacque Le Douche, who will make his WFWF debut tonight! Tonight promises to be huge! The return of Scarlett Quinn against DGX, EBR takes on Johnny Mason... And it looks like our CEO, Kris Kash, is going to kick off the night!
Right you are Alecia, but try to contain your excitement. The cameras focus to the middle of the ring as the cheers turn to boos for the WFWF CEO. Kris is grinning like a Cheshire cat as he brings the mic up to his face.
Kris Kash: On behalf Kash Enterprises, we thank you for your continued support. Welcome to Party at the End Times!
The crowd boos.
Alecia Matthews: Way to slip that one in.
Kris Kash: SuperBrawl Revenge lived up to the hype. TITANS of the wrestling industry went to battle! And at the end of the night, we unfortunately had to say goodbye to a true legend of the sport.
The crowd is a mixture of cheers and boos.
Kris Kash: I know he isn't here tonight, and we all wish Drakz a speedy recovery. But now we are in a very interesting situation following SuperBrawl. I hope that he is able to be here soon, so we can discuss the elephant in the room....
The lights go out and the crowd starts buzzing.
Alecia Matthews: After a sold out SuperBrawl, how the hell does this guy not have the money to keep the lights on?
I got a song filled with sh*t for the strong willed
Alecia Matthews: Well, I think we just got our answer!
When the world gives you a raw deal
Set you off 'til you
Scream, "piss off, screw you"
When it talks to you like you don't belong
Or tells you you're in the wrong field
When something's in your mitochondrial
'Cause it latched on to you, like
As the beat kicks in, the stage illuminates with red and white strobe light as the camera focuses in on the stage.
Knock knock, let the devil in, malevolent
As I've ever been, head is spinnin', this medicine
Screaming, "L-l-l-let us in"
L-l-lick like a salad bowl, Edgar Allen Poe
Bedridden, shoulda been dead a long time ago
Josh Dean strolls out onto the stage, staring out into the crowd. Instead of his hoodie, he has on a nice black sport coat and blue jeans. It's noted that his left eye still has bruising and butterfly stitches from his showdown with Drakz. Most importantly, he has the WFWF Championship draped over his shoulder. He takes the title off his shoulder and methodically raises it up above his head as red and white pyros explode toward the ceiling as a golden hue mixes in at the end. The crowd is a mixed reaction for the new champion.
Liquid Tylenol, gelatins, think my skeleton's meltin'
Wicked, I get all high when I think I've smelled the scent
Of elephant manure
Hell, I meant Kahlúa, screw it, to hell with it
I went through hell with accelerants and blew up
My-my-myself again,
Alecia Matthews: It's certainly not the reaction we ever thought we'd hear for such a monumental occasion. You could argue that Josh didn't need to go low in order to land the final shot. I've always felt something like that was beneath him.
He reaches the floor from the ramp and stares out into the crowd once again. He gets a bounce in his step as he turns towards the steps.
Volkswagen, tailspin
Bucket matches my pale skin, mayo and
Went from Hellmann's and being rail thin, Filet-o-Fish
Scribble Jam, Rap Olympics '97 Freaknik
How can I be down? Me and Bizarre in Florida
Proof's room slept on floor of 'da motel then
Upon reaching the steps, he sprints up to the apron. Grabbing the rope, he steps one foot in and looks at the crowd, taking a moment to engage their mixed reaction.
Alecia Matthews: One thing is for sure. While he was the last man standing, while he is the new World Heavyweight Champion, he didn't come out unscathed! But he did go into hostile territory and did the unthinkable!
Dr. Dre said, "Hell yeah"
And I got his stamp like a postcard, word to Mel-Man
And I know they're gonna hate but I don't care, I
Barely can wait to hit 'em with the snare and the bass
Square in the face, this f*ckin' world better prepare to get laced
Because they're gonna taste my
Venom!
Josh climbs into the ring and methodically raises the WFWF Championship high above his head, walking all the way to the opposite side ropes.
(I got that) Adrenaline momentum (venom)
Not knowing when I'm
Ever gonna slow up and I'm
Josh walks over to the announce table side ring post and climbs up to the second rope. He raises the WFWF Championship over his head once again while letting a primal roar. Josh hops off the turnbuckle and motions for a mic. He is given one and turns around to stare down Kris Kash, who can only begrudgingly applaud.
Alecia Matthews: Looks like Mr. Kash is not too happy with the result. But we're about to hear from the new champion!
Ready to snap any moment-um
Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em
They ain't gonna know what hit 'em
(When they get bit with the)
As the music dies down, Josh slowly starts to circle the ring, never taking his eyes off Kris Kash. The WFWF CEO looks very uncomfortable as he tries to keep his eyes on Josh.
Josh Dean: So serious question, Kris. How stupid do you look right now?
Kris Kash: I beg your pardon?
Josh taps on the mic.
Josh Dean: Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know you haven't done a proper mic check today. Here, allow me.
Josh blows into the mic and it makes a screeching sound that makes Kris cringe.
Josh Dean: Well, this one's good. So let me ask it again if you didn't hear me the first time. How stupid do you look right now?
Josh smiles before adjusting the WFWF Championship on his shoulder. Then, his facial expression turns stone serious.
Josh Dean: See, this is what happens when you bet on the wrong guy.
Kris Kash: After the sellout we got for SuperBrawl Revenge, I couldn't be more thrilled with the event.
Josh Dean: Really? Because your face when I stepped in this ring looked like a guy that just lifted his head out of a big pile of sh*t.
That one cracked the audience up.
Josh Dean: You ain't gotta like it, Kris, but the fact remains true. I wasn't the guy you wanted, but I am the NEW WFWF World Heavyweight Champion!
Josh lifts the title up by his face and points at the new nameplate on the title's face. The crowd reaction is loud, half cheers and half boos. Josh soaks it up, knowing that you can't please everyone. He slips the title back on his shoulder before leaning against the ropes.
Josh Dean: Didn't I tell you this would happen, Kris? Hmm? Hasn't everything I said come to fruition? If you haven't learned by now when I say I'm going to do something that I follow through on it, well then I don't have a lot of hope for you.
The crowd is buzzing, then start to boo. They know what this means.
Josh Dean: But I feel like everyone here is echoing what's been going around the news. And it bothers me because I've always believed I was transparent with our audience. As a result we've always had a rapport, an understanding. But the media likes to cherry pick their information for the sake of headlines. It's only fair that I give you the rest of the story.
For the first time since he came out, the crowd unanimously cheers Josh.
Josh Dean: Most people in their lives have dealt with a bully. For those that have, the only thing that ends the cycle is when the victim makes the bully stop.
Josh lets out a deep sigh.
Josh Dean: Isaac Cray was my professional bully.
Alecia Matthews: I can't believe what I'm hearing!
Alecia Matthews uncharacteristically takes her headset off and slams it on the table. She stands up as the crowd let's out a collective "OH" as they can see her anger. Just as she's about to storm off from the desk, the commotion catches Josh's eye.
Josh Dean: Now hold up for just a second, Alecia.
Alecia stops and rolls her neck. She's staring daggers through the champion.
Josh Dean: I know it's hard to take the blinders off, but I really need you to put your bias aside and just look at this from my vantage point. We all know you're still thirsty over Isaac Cray, and it's gotta be the mustache. But you've called every match that he and I had and all the moments in between. I guess it was all fair when I was the one fighting those uphill battles, wasn't it?
Alecia motions for Josh to calm down and you can hear through her mic the plea of, "Can we talk about this after the show?"
Josh Dean: And now that it backfired, you're gonna sit there and accost me for kicking him in the d*ck during a match where the rules of engagement were as clear as day. And somehow that's worse than his constant degrading of my aptitude as an athlete?
Alecia remains calm and silent. It does her no good to argue with "The Architect."
Josh Dean: Or how about when he stole my title from me in the first place?
Still nothing. Kris takes a step toward Josh, considering intervening. Instead he backs up toward the ropes like the sniveling sh*t he is.
Josh Dean: Or how about when he broke into my business and SNAPPED MY SON'S ARM! Hmm Alecia, don't have much to say now, do you?
Josh shakes his head.
Josh Dean: You're no better than the rest of the minstrels running around here because you helped create those narratives. So why don't you sit your cute little ass down, call the matches, and put some damn respect on my name! Just to make sure that happens, Alecia, I got a little surprise for you.
The crowd reaction is mixed as Josh adjusts the title on his shoulder. They know that his points are valid, but many boo because of his target of choice.
Josh Dean: I notice you're flying solo tonight because the sex offender made one too many off color jokes at Frank. Well, I said months ago that everyone eats better when I'm around, and... I can't let you fumble through the show by yourself. People may be seeing a side of me they may not like, but you know in your soul I'm not completely heartless. That's why the person that's joining you is someone who is beloved by our audience, and one of a few people in this industry that can remain impartial, especially when it comes to me. So without further adieu...
"Roar" by Katy Perry hits and the crowd loses their collective sh*t! Nikki Dean is here! Kris Kash has his mouth open in disbelief. The former two time National Champion stops at the top of the stage and throws up the number one sign, which sets off a massive display of pink and purple pyros. She walks down the ramp confidently as she smiles at her husband. Josh raises his eyebrows and as watches her glide towards the announce desk. Alecia's scowl has eased up, considering she was just dressed down by the champion.
As the music fades out and Nikki takes her seat at the commentary desk, Alecia finally sits down and tries to compose herself like a professional. Josh turns around to see Kris Kash trying to exit through the ropes. He walks over and puts his hand on the top rope. Kris stops halfway through the ropes and looks up at Josh, who is staring daggers through him. He re-enters the ring and backs up.
Josh Dean: Did you think I was done with you?
Kris Kash: Look Josh, I didn't approve this. And didn't you go on months back about Nikki having a life threatening health condition?
Josh Dean: And somehow her health disqualifies her from being able to use her expertise to call matches, especially since you're down a commentator at the moment?
Kris Kash: She is a liability being this close to the action. You have to see where I'm coming from.
Josh Dean: Here I am, still being giving to this company because of a need you have when I don't have to be. Face it Kris, you're not going to find any better options just waltzing around. Oh, but I know exactly where you' re coming from. And Lila did a good job of spoon feeding you the agenda. But where'd it get you? Isaac Cray is gone, and you still haven't re-signed your company's top champion.
The crowd cheers as Josh takes a step toward the WFWF CEO.
Josh Dean: You're smart enough to know what happens next.
Josh turns on his heel and walks towards the ropes as the crowd starts to boo.
Alecia Matthews: It looks like Josh Dean is going to follow through on the last promise he made and walk out of WFWF with the World Heavyweight Title!
Nikki Dean: Kris Kash better do something fast! But does he have a hand to play here?
As Josh makes it to the ropes, Kris Kash finally speaks up.
Kris Kash: What do you want, Josh? Name your price.
Nikki Dean: Bad move by the boss man.
Josh turns around and smiles.
Josh Dean: What do I want? Well that's funny, now all of a sudden you care about what I want.
He takes a step towards Kris Kash, who continues to back up to the corner.
Josh Dean: What's the matter, Kris? You gettin' nervous?
Josh takes the title off his shoulder and pushes it towards Kris Kash's face as he comes closer.
Josh Dean: Or maybe you're finally starting to realize that this title means you have no control over me. I'm not going to be your dancing puppet because frankly, I have no respect for you. But you see, these people deserve to have a champion they can relate to and be proud of. I want to give that to them.
The crowd is now firmly behind the champion and Josh knows it. He drapes the WFWF Championship back across his shoulder.
Josh Dean: They've been stuck for too long being told the best are drug addled sociopaths. That simply isn't true, and I proved it!
He again takes a step toward Kris Kash. He drops his voice.
Josh Dean: Now I didn't come back from Post Concussion Syndrome and another neck surgery to have some glad handing, second rate crook f*ck up what I've worked for.
The crowd explodes with cheers as Kris drops his head.
Kris Kash: We can fix this, Josh. But I need you to commit.
Josh Dean: You're right, we CAN fix it, Kris. It all depends on if you're willing to play ball.
Kris Kash: I'm here taking this abuse, aren't I?
Josh Dean: No Kris, this is forcing you to look at the facts. And the fact is you've already got my first challenger lined up. And you want that match to go on, right?
Kris Kash: Of course I want it to go on!
Josh Dean: So do I. And if I'm nothing else, I am a businessman. Which is why I'm going to give you a chance to prove your worth to me. The match with Devilkiller will go on, and it will be done with all the bells and whistles on a pay pay view event. He's at least earned that.
Josh takes another step towards Kris Kash and is now in the CEO's face.
Josh Dean: You have until that match ends to make me the correct offer... or I walk.
He takes a step back from Kris, giving him a huge smirk.
Josh Dean: Looks like you're on the clock.
Josh drops the mic with emphasis and lifts the title high above his head as "Venom" hits. Josh lowers the WFWF Championship onto his shoulder and turns on his heel and walks toward the ropes. The crowd is more cheers than boos, but the ovation is loud none the less. Josh exits the ring, backing up the ramp as he continues to lock eyes with Kris Kash.
Alecia Matthews: He certainly is a shrewd operator, and he is the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion.
Nikki Dean: Look, I know Josh better than anyone walking the planet. I've never seen him this locked in. And at that rate, I have a feeling it's going to be that way for a long time, Alecia!
Alecia Matthews: I don't trust his ultimatum.
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