FEBRUARY 25th, 2015
XFINITY CENTER - COLLEGE PARK, MARYLAND, USA
XFINITY CENTER - COLLEGE PARK, MARYLAND, USA
Kenny Loggin's Danger Zone sounds over the arena as a series of yellow pyros go off with the noise of the crowd finally overshadowing the sound of the pyro...
BUDDY ROBERTS: Hello and welcome to the DANGER ZONE!
MICHAEL HEENAN: What an amped crowd we have tonight at the Xfinity Center!
BR: We have FIVE enormous matches tonight culminating with Lord Velvet's title shot for the World Heavyweight title!
MH: Not only that but ALL of the singles titles are on the line tonight.
BR: I can't wait for the Intercontinental ladder match!
MH: I can't wait for the 3 way elimination buried alive match!
The scene switches to right in front of the ringside entrance area where Christine is warming up before her match. Sue York stands nearby watching as she voes through a series of stretches, punches and kicks at the empty air. Both women's attention is suddenly drawn to someone approaching. The camera pans to see its Quinlan Quail. He approaches Christine, but neither seem aggressive right now.
QUINLAN: I don't get it.
SUE: That isn't such a surprise, but what are you referring to this time?
QUINLAN: I don’t understand why you saved my life. Why you tried to help me. I thought you would enjoy Rocky doing what he was doing. But you…you tried to stop him. I probably would have been permanently dead without you. So….I’m grateful that you helped me…but….
Quinlan pauses as he searches for the next appropriate words but he can only come up with one.
QUINLAN: Why?
Christine and Sue exchange looks. Sue walks off, an unreadable poker face on her expression. Quinlan eyes Sue as she walks off but keeps his face locked on Christine. When his eyes meet Christine's again, she holds it for a second before dropping it. She keeps her stare at the ground for a few seconds before looking back up.
CHRISTINE: Why not?
Christine walks off leaving Quinlan to ponder the implications of both his question and Christine's response to it as the scene fades to ringside.
BUDDY ROBERTS: Hello and welcome to the DANGER ZONE!
MICHAEL HEENAN: What an amped crowd we have tonight at the Xfinity Center!
BR: We have FIVE enormous matches tonight culminating with Lord Velvet's title shot for the World Heavyweight title!
MH: Not only that but ALL of the singles titles are on the line tonight.
BR: I can't wait for the Intercontinental ladder match!
MH: I can't wait for the 3 way elimination buried alive match!
The scene switches to right in front of the ringside entrance area where Christine is warming up before her match. Sue York stands nearby watching as she voes through a series of stretches, punches and kicks at the empty air. Both women's attention is suddenly drawn to someone approaching. The camera pans to see its Quinlan Quail. He approaches Christine, but neither seem aggressive right now.
QUINLAN: I don't get it.
SUE: That isn't such a surprise, but what are you referring to this time?
QUINLAN: I don’t understand why you saved my life. Why you tried to help me. I thought you would enjoy Rocky doing what he was doing. But you…you tried to stop him. I probably would have been permanently dead without you. So….I’m grateful that you helped me…but….
Quinlan pauses as he searches for the next appropriate words but he can only come up with one.
QUINLAN: Why?
Christine and Sue exchange looks. Sue walks off, an unreadable poker face on her expression. Quinlan eyes Sue as she walks off but keeps his face locked on Christine. When his eyes meet Christine's again, she holds it for a second before dropping it. She keeps her stare at the ground for a few seconds before looking back up.
CHRISTINE: Why not?
Christine walks off leaving Quinlan to ponder the implications of both his question and Christine's response to it as the scene fades to ringside.
HEX VS THE PUNISHER VS SCORPIO
VS ROSS RAINES VS ROCKSTAR OWEN YOUNG VS JOHNNY ANOMALY
TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP #1 CONTENDER
OVER THE TOP BATTLE ROYALE
As “Get Jinxed” hits the speakers Hex skips out onto the stage with her hands behind her back and an innocent looking smile on her face. She skips around in circles on the stage, looking over all of the in the crowd. Once the music hits the chorus she stops skipping and her smile turns to a sick and twisted grin. That grin stays on her face as she skips down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. She skips in circles in the ring as she awaits her opponent.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following is a six person elimination battle royale to determine the next #1 contender for the Television championship, introducing first, from Boston MA and weighing in at 165 pounds...Hex!
BR: This woman didn't have a successful debut, but that shouldn't hold her back if she applies herself
MH: She could have a future laden with gold if she tries hard enough.
Unknown Soldier hits and The Punisher comes out slowly. He appears as you can hear the crowds loudly cheering for him. His appearance is with a black t-shirt with a skull, black pants, and black boots. He slowly starts to walk and tries to stay focus on the ring while the people are trying to give him high fives. He walks on the stairs slowly and enters the ring. He gets in the middle and raise his arm up in the air as the crowds got louder than before and they chant Punish. He takes his shirt off and throws it in the crowd and waits for the match to start.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing next, The Punisher!
MH: Here comes this man, he isn't doing so hot here in the AWS.
We hear Megadeth's “The Scorpion”. The theme music hits the arena and an uproar of boos begin for the man behind the music, Scorpio. The lights go dark and begins to flicker our different colors matching the ones on the glowing jacket of Scorpio as he comes slowly from the back. Scorpio is taking his precious time emerging from the shadows as he turns his back to the cameras and pauses for a moment to allow everyone the admire the Scorpion glowing all kinds of colors on the back of his jacket. He turns and continues on slowly stalking towards the ring with a sinister, dark, and prepared look on his face as you can now see the wild body paint that Scorpio is wearing. The crowd are booing the ever so confident Scorpio as he shows the fans no attention like they are not even there as his eyes stay locked forward. Scorpio stays focused on what lays ahead but has the recent exchanges with Slade fresh on his mind. Scorpio almost looks emotionless as he passes by the fans who try their hardest to get under his skin. Scorpio heads up the steel steps as he takes his time walking along the ring apron staring into the live audience.
RING ANNOUNCER: And their opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 244 pounds... Scorpio!
BR: Scorpio had a big debut win last week!
MH: What an opportunity he has to get a title shot so early!
The lights dim inside the arena as the throbbing strings at the start of Queen's "The Show Must Go On" play through the arena. The lights softly strobe on and off, and the crowd rises to their feet electric to await the arrival of Ross Raines. After nearly ten seconds of strings...
THE SHOW MUST GO ON!
Freddy Mercury's voice booms through the arena and Ross Raines walks out onto the stage, lit up by the bright lights of the arena. He bounces back and forth on stage as the chorus goes on, soaking in a mixed reaction from the AWS fans. Finally, he storms down to the ring, eyes locked dead ahead on the ring. He climbs up the stairs, walking down the length of the apron and around to the other side. When he gets to that turnbuckle, he climbs up it and perches on the top rope. He stares out over the people as the music plays, soaking it all in for a minute.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing next, making his way to the ring, being accompanied by Jessica Jet, from Acre, Ohio, weighing in at 265 pounds... ROSS RAINES!
MH: I see he is accompanied by that new hottie Jessica Jet!
BR: The AWS just signed her today as a Tag Team partner for Ross. She's a top 40 singer and was on Project: HERO with Ross. He had a big win last week.
Owen Young's entrance is be fitting to that of a rock star. Strutting down toward the ring, blowing kisses to the fans and occasionally playing some air guitar, loud fireworks popping off all over the place as he does so.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is schedule for one fall, introducing first, weighing in at 180 pounds, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 180 pounds... ROCKSTAR OWEN YOUNG!
MH: Rockstar is a kid I kinda like. I love his swag.
BR: Did you just say swag? You are about as bad as Owen!
The music hits over the speakers and Johnny Anomaly comes out onto the stage and once the second set of guitars starts. Once the singing starts he heads down to the ring and starts to taunt and yell at the fans, mocking them and making fun of them. Once he gets to the ring he always singles out one fan and begins to get in said fans face and make fun of them. After he's had his fill he slides into the ring and sits on one of the top turnbuckles and smirks as he awaits his opponent.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing next, representing The Anarchy, hailing from Providence, Rhode Island, weighing in at 225 pounds... JOHNNY ANOMALY!!!
BR: Mr. Anomaly is supposedly working to become a "better man" with our Intercontinental champion!
MH: Why would he want to ruin himself?
The bell rings and the match begins. Owen Young locks up with Hex, Ross Raines and The Punisher begin exchanging blows, and Scorpio and Johnny Anomaly begin fighting in the corner.
BR: A golden opportunity for one of these competitors is just around the corner.
MH: Oh yeah, a chance to become Television Champion and really jump-start your AWS career.
Scorpio kicks Johnny in the gut, and Johnny responds with a hard knife edge chop following up with a quick DDT. Ross Raines throws his elbow into The Punisher's face, and then delivers a scoop slam followed up with an elbow drop. Meanwhile, Owen has Hex hanging onto the top rope, and she fights him off before dropping to the apron and rolling back into the ring.
BR: Hex did NOT go to the floor, she is still in it.
MH: Scorpio in trouble though on the other side of the ring.
Indeed, Johnny Anomaly has clotheslined Scorpio over the top rope and onto the apron, and they are now exchanging blows. Scorpio hangs Johnny up when he drops to his knees. As Johnny stumbles away, The Punisher runs in and throws his knee into Scorpio’s face, dropping him to the floor.
BR: And just like that, Scorpio is gone!
RING ANNOUNCER: Scorpio has been eliminated.
As the Punisher trash talks Scorpio, Rockstar Owen Young tosses him out as well!
MH: There goes The Punisher! Never turn your back in a battle royal.
RING ANNOUNCER: The Punisher has been eliminated.
The four remaining participants each stand in a different corner sizing each other up. Hex is the first to jump and dives on top of Johnny and begins kicking him while he’s down in the corner. Owen Young runs and delivers a huge clothesline that takes down Ross Raines, following up with a neckbreaker when Ross gets back to his feet.
BR: A quick combination of a few high impact moves there by the Rockstar.
MH: It could be his night.
While Owen picks Raines up and tries to force him over the top rope, Hex kicks Johnny’s feet out from under him, bounces off the ropes, and bam! GET JINXED!
BR: What a stomp there from Hex!
With Johnny down, Hex turns to Owen Young and takes him down with a bridging dragon suplex, keeping Ross Raines in the match.
MH: That’s not very smart. She should have let Owen eliminate Ross Raines.
Hex bounces Owen off the ropes and goes for a clothesline. Owen ducks, and executes a flying head scissors on the rebound, flinging Hex to the corner! Owen is quickly on her to choke her with his boot, until Ross springs up and kicks Owen in the gut and drills him with the HERO’S JOURNEY!
BR: Just devastating!
Ross pulls Owen to his feet and tries to throw him over, but Owen hangs on and swings under the bottom rope hanging on. Ross gets clobbered by Anomaly who whips him to the corner. Anomaly is trying to lift Ross over as the referee watches.
MH: He's teetering!
Owen is climbing to his feet. Jessica Jet hops up on the apron and motions Owen. Her beauty catches his attention. She seductively draws him over and offers a kiss.
BR: What's this now?
MH: I wish I were in there right now!
Owen struts over to Jessica. When Owen leans in Jessica grabs Owen by the head and pulls him over the top rope and jumps to the ground! Owen thuds to the ground!
MH: Maybe not...
BR: Owen is out!
Ross elbows Anomaly in the face allowing himself back into the ring. Owens is sitting on the ground looking at Jessica confused. The referee turns around and see's Owen on the floor and makes the official call.
RING ANNOUNCER: Owen Young has been eliminated!
Ross Raines and Hex lock up, Ross pushes her to the turnbuckle and whips her into the opposite one, following her with a running clothesline. He whips her back to the first turnbuckle and goes for another clothesline, but she ducks and catches him with a neckbreaker!
BR: And now it’s Hex with the advantage.
Hex pulls Ross to his feet and tries to throw him over the top rope, he fights back, and both of them are teetering until Johnny Anomaly springs to his feet, grabs both of them by a leg, and flings them both over and to the floor.
MH: Johnny came from behind!
BR: How clever was that?
RING ANNOUNCER: Hex and Ross Raines have been eliminated... Here is your winner... Johnny Anomaly!
RING ANNOUNCER: The following is a six person elimination battle royale to determine the next #1 contender for the Television championship, introducing first, from Boston MA and weighing in at 165 pounds...Hex!
BR: This woman didn't have a successful debut, but that shouldn't hold her back if she applies herself
MH: She could have a future laden with gold if she tries hard enough.
Unknown Soldier hits and The Punisher comes out slowly. He appears as you can hear the crowds loudly cheering for him. His appearance is with a black t-shirt with a skull, black pants, and black boots. He slowly starts to walk and tries to stay focus on the ring while the people are trying to give him high fives. He walks on the stairs slowly and enters the ring. He gets in the middle and raise his arm up in the air as the crowds got louder than before and they chant Punish. He takes his shirt off and throws it in the crowd and waits for the match to start.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing next, The Punisher!
MH: Here comes this man, he isn't doing so hot here in the AWS.
We hear Megadeth's “The Scorpion”. The theme music hits the arena and an uproar of boos begin for the man behind the music, Scorpio. The lights go dark and begins to flicker our different colors matching the ones on the glowing jacket of Scorpio as he comes slowly from the back. Scorpio is taking his precious time emerging from the shadows as he turns his back to the cameras and pauses for a moment to allow everyone the admire the Scorpion glowing all kinds of colors on the back of his jacket. He turns and continues on slowly stalking towards the ring with a sinister, dark, and prepared look on his face as you can now see the wild body paint that Scorpio is wearing. The crowd are booing the ever so confident Scorpio as he shows the fans no attention like they are not even there as his eyes stay locked forward. Scorpio stays focused on what lays ahead but has the recent exchanges with Slade fresh on his mind. Scorpio almost looks emotionless as he passes by the fans who try their hardest to get under his skin. Scorpio heads up the steel steps as he takes his time walking along the ring apron staring into the live audience.
RING ANNOUNCER: And their opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 244 pounds... Scorpio!
BR: Scorpio had a big debut win last week!
MH: What an opportunity he has to get a title shot so early!
The lights dim inside the arena as the throbbing strings at the start of Queen's "The Show Must Go On" play through the arena. The lights softly strobe on and off, and the crowd rises to their feet electric to await the arrival of Ross Raines. After nearly ten seconds of strings...
THE SHOW MUST GO ON!
Freddy Mercury's voice booms through the arena and Ross Raines walks out onto the stage, lit up by the bright lights of the arena. He bounces back and forth on stage as the chorus goes on, soaking in a mixed reaction from the AWS fans. Finally, he storms down to the ring, eyes locked dead ahead on the ring. He climbs up the stairs, walking down the length of the apron and around to the other side. When he gets to that turnbuckle, he climbs up it and perches on the top rope. He stares out over the people as the music plays, soaking it all in for a minute.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing next, making his way to the ring, being accompanied by Jessica Jet, from Acre, Ohio, weighing in at 265 pounds... ROSS RAINES!
MH: I see he is accompanied by that new hottie Jessica Jet!
BR: The AWS just signed her today as a Tag Team partner for Ross. She's a top 40 singer and was on Project: HERO with Ross. He had a big win last week.
Owen Young's entrance is be fitting to that of a rock star. Strutting down toward the ring, blowing kisses to the fans and occasionally playing some air guitar, loud fireworks popping off all over the place as he does so.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is schedule for one fall, introducing first, weighing in at 180 pounds, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 180 pounds... ROCKSTAR OWEN YOUNG!
MH: Rockstar is a kid I kinda like. I love his swag.
BR: Did you just say swag? You are about as bad as Owen!
The music hits over the speakers and Johnny Anomaly comes out onto the stage and once the second set of guitars starts. Once the singing starts he heads down to the ring and starts to taunt and yell at the fans, mocking them and making fun of them. Once he gets to the ring he always singles out one fan and begins to get in said fans face and make fun of them. After he's had his fill he slides into the ring and sits on one of the top turnbuckles and smirks as he awaits his opponent.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing next, representing The Anarchy, hailing from Providence, Rhode Island, weighing in at 225 pounds... JOHNNY ANOMALY!!!
BR: Mr. Anomaly is supposedly working to become a "better man" with our Intercontinental champion!
MH: Why would he want to ruin himself?
The bell rings and the match begins. Owen Young locks up with Hex, Ross Raines and The Punisher begin exchanging blows, and Scorpio and Johnny Anomaly begin fighting in the corner.
BR: A golden opportunity for one of these competitors is just around the corner.
MH: Oh yeah, a chance to become Television Champion and really jump-start your AWS career.
Scorpio kicks Johnny in the gut, and Johnny responds with a hard knife edge chop following up with a quick DDT. Ross Raines throws his elbow into The Punisher's face, and then delivers a scoop slam followed up with an elbow drop. Meanwhile, Owen has Hex hanging onto the top rope, and she fights him off before dropping to the apron and rolling back into the ring.
BR: Hex did NOT go to the floor, she is still in it.
MH: Scorpio in trouble though on the other side of the ring.
Indeed, Johnny Anomaly has clotheslined Scorpio over the top rope and onto the apron, and they are now exchanging blows. Scorpio hangs Johnny up when he drops to his knees. As Johnny stumbles away, The Punisher runs in and throws his knee into Scorpio’s face, dropping him to the floor.
BR: And just like that, Scorpio is gone!
RING ANNOUNCER: Scorpio has been eliminated.
As the Punisher trash talks Scorpio, Rockstar Owen Young tosses him out as well!
MH: There goes The Punisher! Never turn your back in a battle royal.
RING ANNOUNCER: The Punisher has been eliminated.
The four remaining participants each stand in a different corner sizing each other up. Hex is the first to jump and dives on top of Johnny and begins kicking him while he’s down in the corner. Owen Young runs and delivers a huge clothesline that takes down Ross Raines, following up with a neckbreaker when Ross gets back to his feet.
BR: A quick combination of a few high impact moves there by the Rockstar.
MH: It could be his night.
While Owen picks Raines up and tries to force him over the top rope, Hex kicks Johnny’s feet out from under him, bounces off the ropes, and bam! GET JINXED!
BR: What a stomp there from Hex!
With Johnny down, Hex turns to Owen Young and takes him down with a bridging dragon suplex, keeping Ross Raines in the match.
MH: That’s not very smart. She should have let Owen eliminate Ross Raines.
Hex bounces Owen off the ropes and goes for a clothesline. Owen ducks, and executes a flying head scissors on the rebound, flinging Hex to the corner! Owen is quickly on her to choke her with his boot, until Ross springs up and kicks Owen in the gut and drills him with the HERO’S JOURNEY!
BR: Just devastating!
Ross pulls Owen to his feet and tries to throw him over, but Owen hangs on and swings under the bottom rope hanging on. Ross gets clobbered by Anomaly who whips him to the corner. Anomaly is trying to lift Ross over as the referee watches.
MH: He's teetering!
Owen is climbing to his feet. Jessica Jet hops up on the apron and motions Owen. Her beauty catches his attention. She seductively draws him over and offers a kiss.
BR: What's this now?
MH: I wish I were in there right now!
Owen struts over to Jessica. When Owen leans in Jessica grabs Owen by the head and pulls him over the top rope and jumps to the ground! Owen thuds to the ground!
MH: Maybe not...
BR: Owen is out!
Ross elbows Anomaly in the face allowing himself back into the ring. Owens is sitting on the ground looking at Jessica confused. The referee turns around and see's Owen on the floor and makes the official call.
RING ANNOUNCER: Owen Young has been eliminated!
Ross Raines and Hex lock up, Ross pushes her to the turnbuckle and whips her into the opposite one, following her with a running clothesline. He whips her back to the first turnbuckle and goes for another clothesline, but she ducks and catches him with a neckbreaker!
BR: And now it’s Hex with the advantage.
Hex pulls Ross to his feet and tries to throw him over the top rope, he fights back, and both of them are teetering until Johnny Anomaly springs to his feet, grabs both of them by a leg, and flings them both over and to the floor.
MH: Johnny came from behind!
BR: How clever was that?
RING ANNOUNCER: Hex and Ross Raines have been eliminated... Here is your winner... Johnny Anomaly!
WINNER: JOHNNY ANOMALY (NEXT #1 CONTENDER FOR TV TITLE)
BR: Johnny Anomaly gets the win and a future opportunity at the Television Championship! The Anarchy is off to a great start tonight!
MH: That could be an omen, Buddy. I hope Liam McAllister is ready.
BR: Impressive showings by Owen, Hex & Ross though. I can't wait to see what these guys do next. And what was with Jessica pulling out Owen? Did Ross put her up to that? Surely not.
MH: You know what I love about Pay Per View?
BR: What?
MH: Less Talk. More Action. On to the next match!
BR: I've just gotten word that the TV title match is now a NO DQ match!
MH: That could be an omen, Buddy. I hope Liam McAllister is ready.
BR: Impressive showings by Owen, Hex & Ross though. I can't wait to see what these guys do next. And what was with Jessica pulling out Owen? Did Ross put her up to that? Surely not.
MH: You know what I love about Pay Per View?
BR: What?
MH: Less Talk. More Action. On to the next match!
BR: I've just gotten word that the TV title match is now a NO DQ match!
ROCKY HOLLYWOOD VS CHRISTINE VS QUINLAN QUAIL(C)
TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
NO DQ TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
“Longhorns” hits and Rocky Hollywood’s limo pulls out onto the stage.
BR: What the hell is that?
On the front of Rocky’s limo someone squirms back and forth tied to the front in a fat-sumo suit. Rocky gets out laughs at the thing on the front of his limo. With a confident swagger he makes his way to the ring, a familiar gold chain around his neck. He rolls in and poses with the chain, flexing his muscles with it and miming as if choking someone.
BR: That is absolutely disgusting.
MH: … I hate to agree with you Buddy, but even I think that’s a bit too far. He killed a man last week.
The opening keys of "Big Bad Wolf" start to play as the arena lights go out and the stage lights flicker on and off. Christine however wastes no time with her usual entrance, simply sprints down the ramp and rolls into the ring, Rocky Hollywood motions at her to bring it on. Christine is quickly to her feet and runs at Rocky. Rocky swings the massive gold chain, but Christine slides between his legs and to the outside. Rocky turns around and Christine grabs both of his legs, pulling them out from underneath him. Christine pulls Rocky out of the ring and the two begin to exchange blows in front of the announcers table.
“Ready for the Floor” by Hot Chip blares and the crowd cheers as Quinlan Quail makes his way out to the stage. The crowd gasps as he is considerably lighter than he was before. The camera zooms in on Quail. His face is set in a look of pure determination. There are large black and purple welts around his neck, offset by the silver sitting so closely next to them on his shoulder.
Christine and Rocky still exchange blows on the outside rolling around batting away at each other. It is a brawl pure and simple. Christine has a busted open lip and Rocky’s nose is bleeding from both nostrils, a bump starting to form where Christine had broken it.
BR: Quin is moving slower than usual.
MH: I’m surprised the fa—large man is able to move around at all. Wasn’t he just in rehab?
BR: Did you just stop yourself from calling Quinlan fat?
MH: The man died last week Buddy have some god damn respect.
Quinlan makes it to the ring and the referee looks from the Christine and Rocky pile to Quinlan and shrugs. The ref takes the title away from Quinlan as the big man rolls his shoulders back and forth. Christine notices Quinlan in the ring. Quinlan points at Rocky and then points down at the ring. He then takes his hands and breaks something imaginary between them. Christine meets his gaze and nods. Christine picks Rocky off of the ground and rolls him into the ring rolling in herself after.
The ref rings the bell and Quinlan too wastes no time, he literally bowls Christine out of the way to flatten Rocky in his corner. Quinlan grabs both sides of the ropes and smashes himself back and forth against Rocky. The ref and Christine both try to pull Quinlan out of the corner but he keeps battering away at Rocky using his massive size.
BR: Despite losing three hundred pounds Quinlan Quail is still by far the largest man on the roster. That is still a lot of weight. What he’s doing to Rocky right not cannot feel good.
MH: I think that’s probably the point.
Quinlan finally backs away and Christine quickly nails Rocky in the mouth with a jaw-jacking Super Kick. Rocky stumbles forwards out of the corner and flips over, landing square on his back in the center of the ring. Christine and Quinlan look from the prone Rocky and then up at each other. They make their move at the same time. Both bounce off the ropes but Christine is much quicker. She nails Quinlan with a front-dropkick, landing on Rocky in a pin at the same time. Quinlan however is not dropped by the kick.
One…!
Quinlan regains himself and grabs Christine’s legs. The giant falls backwards and catapults Christine over the tope rope. The former Television champion flips mid-air and lands in a three point stance. The crowd is on their feet chanting.
“That was awesome! That was awesome!”
Quinlan takes advantage of both the opportunity and his lighter size. With more speed than usual Quinlan bounces off the ropes and hits Rocky with a huge splash! EXTRA GRAVY! The ref slides to make the count as Christine rolls into the ring with a steel chair.
BR: Oh good lord, here’s Christine’s true colors.
One..!
Instead of smacking Quinlan with the chair, she places the chair between Quinlan and Rocky, directly in between the pin.
MH: What in the world…?
Two…!
Christine uses the chair as a lever to roll Quinlan off of the pin. Quinlan has a look of surprise on his face. Christine grabs the chair and begins to wail away at Rocky Hollywood.
MH: So quick to judge Buddy, she wasn’t going to attack your precious Quinlan, the chair was so she could break up the pin and then beat the-ever-loving crap out of Rocky Hollywood.
Quinlan stares as Christine hammers away at Rocky with the steel chair.
BR: Quinlan is seeing what Christine must have done trying to get Rocky off of him.
Quinlan gets up and grabs at his side as if he’s in pain. His hand comes away red. Christine looks worriedly from Quin to his hand and back as Quin begins to shake with anger. Christine brandishes the chair and uses it to keep him at bay while she rolls out of the ring. Quinlan’s attention snaps towards Rocky. From somewhere within his clothes Quinlan pulls out a crystal butterfly.
MH: What is he planning with that… he’s already bleeding…?
Quinlan claps his massive hands together shattering the butterfly and leaving shards of crystal embedded in his hands. He walks over to Rocky and picks him up by the throat.
BR: Oh… my… god. He just hoisted that two-hundred and sixty-two pound man up by the throat and lifted him off of the ground from a prone position. His hands were covered in shards of glass from that butterfly.
“This is awesome” chants begin as the crowd gathers what is about to occur.
CLASH OF THE GUMMY BEARS!
One…!
Two…!
Christine slides into the ring and connects with a drop-kick to the side of Quinlan’s head. It does not budge Quinlan’s, but it does snap the incensed giant’s attention towards Christine and miraculously Rocky gets his shoulder up. They both stare at him in surprise and he groans. Quinlan gets off of Rocky Hollywood and stands to his full height over Christine, who quickly rolls down out of the ring once more. As he turns his attention back towards Rocky, Christine quickly mounts the top turnbuckle. She brings her hand to her mouth and whistles loudly to get Quinlan attention.
She jumps off of the ropes and lands on Quinlan’s shoulders in a hand stand facing away from Rocky, from there she flips up and forwards completing a full rotation before slamming into Rocky with a vicious splash. The momentum bounces Quinlan off of the ropes as the ref slides into the cover.
“That was awesome” chants fill the arena once more.
One…!
BR: Quinlan and Christine are both showing just how much this Television title means to them. I almost feel bad for Rocky for having to be in there. Almost.
Two…!
Quinlan lands with a huge splash on the back of Christine. EXTRA GRAVY!
MH: OH MY GOD! He just sandwiched Christine between he and Rocky, and used all of Christine’s weight to add more to his move.
Quinlan quickly gets to his feet and grabs Christine and lifts her up. The fans are on their feet, sensing the end is near. Like some miracle Rocky Hollywood stumbles to his feet and clotheslines Christine!
BR: How is Rocky up?
Rocky grabs Quinlan and nails a POVERTY CALL!
MH: Oh man!
Rocky covers Quinlan!
One...!
Two....!
THRE-NO! Christine is up and pulls Rocky off! She kicks Rocky in the gut and nails DARK MATTER on Rocky!
BR: Christine is going to take the title back home!
Christine goes to cover Rocky... but doesn't. She walks over and helps Quin to his knees and half-drags him over and throws him on top of Rocky. Christine hops out of the ring.
MH: What the hell!?
One...!
Two...!
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner and STIILLL Television champion... QUINLAN QUAIL!
BR: What the hell is that?
On the front of Rocky’s limo someone squirms back and forth tied to the front in a fat-sumo suit. Rocky gets out laughs at the thing on the front of his limo. With a confident swagger he makes his way to the ring, a familiar gold chain around his neck. He rolls in and poses with the chain, flexing his muscles with it and miming as if choking someone.
BR: That is absolutely disgusting.
MH: … I hate to agree with you Buddy, but even I think that’s a bit too far. He killed a man last week.
The opening keys of "Big Bad Wolf" start to play as the arena lights go out and the stage lights flicker on and off. Christine however wastes no time with her usual entrance, simply sprints down the ramp and rolls into the ring, Rocky Hollywood motions at her to bring it on. Christine is quickly to her feet and runs at Rocky. Rocky swings the massive gold chain, but Christine slides between his legs and to the outside. Rocky turns around and Christine grabs both of his legs, pulling them out from underneath him. Christine pulls Rocky out of the ring and the two begin to exchange blows in front of the announcers table.
“Ready for the Floor” by Hot Chip blares and the crowd cheers as Quinlan Quail makes his way out to the stage. The crowd gasps as he is considerably lighter than he was before. The camera zooms in on Quail. His face is set in a look of pure determination. There are large black and purple welts around his neck, offset by the silver sitting so closely next to them on his shoulder.
Christine and Rocky still exchange blows on the outside rolling around batting away at each other. It is a brawl pure and simple. Christine has a busted open lip and Rocky’s nose is bleeding from both nostrils, a bump starting to form where Christine had broken it.
BR: Quin is moving slower than usual.
MH: I’m surprised the fa—large man is able to move around at all. Wasn’t he just in rehab?
BR: Did you just stop yourself from calling Quinlan fat?
MH: The man died last week Buddy have some god damn respect.
Quinlan makes it to the ring and the referee looks from the Christine and Rocky pile to Quinlan and shrugs. The ref takes the title away from Quinlan as the big man rolls his shoulders back and forth. Christine notices Quinlan in the ring. Quinlan points at Rocky and then points down at the ring. He then takes his hands and breaks something imaginary between them. Christine meets his gaze and nods. Christine picks Rocky off of the ground and rolls him into the ring rolling in herself after.
The ref rings the bell and Quinlan too wastes no time, he literally bowls Christine out of the way to flatten Rocky in his corner. Quinlan grabs both sides of the ropes and smashes himself back and forth against Rocky. The ref and Christine both try to pull Quinlan out of the corner but he keeps battering away at Rocky using his massive size.
BR: Despite losing three hundred pounds Quinlan Quail is still by far the largest man on the roster. That is still a lot of weight. What he’s doing to Rocky right not cannot feel good.
MH: I think that’s probably the point.
Quinlan finally backs away and Christine quickly nails Rocky in the mouth with a jaw-jacking Super Kick. Rocky stumbles forwards out of the corner and flips over, landing square on his back in the center of the ring. Christine and Quinlan look from the prone Rocky and then up at each other. They make their move at the same time. Both bounce off the ropes but Christine is much quicker. She nails Quinlan with a front-dropkick, landing on Rocky in a pin at the same time. Quinlan however is not dropped by the kick.
One…!
Quinlan regains himself and grabs Christine’s legs. The giant falls backwards and catapults Christine over the tope rope. The former Television champion flips mid-air and lands in a three point stance. The crowd is on their feet chanting.
“That was awesome! That was awesome!”
Quinlan takes advantage of both the opportunity and his lighter size. With more speed than usual Quinlan bounces off the ropes and hits Rocky with a huge splash! EXTRA GRAVY! The ref slides to make the count as Christine rolls into the ring with a steel chair.
BR: Oh good lord, here’s Christine’s true colors.
One..!
Instead of smacking Quinlan with the chair, she places the chair between Quinlan and Rocky, directly in between the pin.
MH: What in the world…?
Two…!
Christine uses the chair as a lever to roll Quinlan off of the pin. Quinlan has a look of surprise on his face. Christine grabs the chair and begins to wail away at Rocky Hollywood.
MH: So quick to judge Buddy, she wasn’t going to attack your precious Quinlan, the chair was so she could break up the pin and then beat the-ever-loving crap out of Rocky Hollywood.
Quinlan stares as Christine hammers away at Rocky with the steel chair.
BR: Quinlan is seeing what Christine must have done trying to get Rocky off of him.
Quinlan gets up and grabs at his side as if he’s in pain. His hand comes away red. Christine looks worriedly from Quin to his hand and back as Quin begins to shake with anger. Christine brandishes the chair and uses it to keep him at bay while she rolls out of the ring. Quinlan’s attention snaps towards Rocky. From somewhere within his clothes Quinlan pulls out a crystal butterfly.
MH: What is he planning with that… he’s already bleeding…?
Quinlan claps his massive hands together shattering the butterfly and leaving shards of crystal embedded in his hands. He walks over to Rocky and picks him up by the throat.
BR: Oh… my… god. He just hoisted that two-hundred and sixty-two pound man up by the throat and lifted him off of the ground from a prone position. His hands were covered in shards of glass from that butterfly.
“This is awesome” chants begin as the crowd gathers what is about to occur.
CLASH OF THE GUMMY BEARS!
One…!
Two…!
Christine slides into the ring and connects with a drop-kick to the side of Quinlan’s head. It does not budge Quinlan’s, but it does snap the incensed giant’s attention towards Christine and miraculously Rocky gets his shoulder up. They both stare at him in surprise and he groans. Quinlan gets off of Rocky Hollywood and stands to his full height over Christine, who quickly rolls down out of the ring once more. As he turns his attention back towards Rocky, Christine quickly mounts the top turnbuckle. She brings her hand to her mouth and whistles loudly to get Quinlan attention.
She jumps off of the ropes and lands on Quinlan’s shoulders in a hand stand facing away from Rocky, from there she flips up and forwards completing a full rotation before slamming into Rocky with a vicious splash. The momentum bounces Quinlan off of the ropes as the ref slides into the cover.
“That was awesome” chants fill the arena once more.
One…!
BR: Quinlan and Christine are both showing just how much this Television title means to them. I almost feel bad for Rocky for having to be in there. Almost.
Two…!
Quinlan lands with a huge splash on the back of Christine. EXTRA GRAVY!
MH: OH MY GOD! He just sandwiched Christine between he and Rocky, and used all of Christine’s weight to add more to his move.
Quinlan quickly gets to his feet and grabs Christine and lifts her up. The fans are on their feet, sensing the end is near. Like some miracle Rocky Hollywood stumbles to his feet and clotheslines Christine!
BR: How is Rocky up?
Rocky grabs Quinlan and nails a POVERTY CALL!
MH: Oh man!
Rocky covers Quinlan!
One...!
Two....!
THRE-NO! Christine is up and pulls Rocky off! She kicks Rocky in the gut and nails DARK MATTER on Rocky!
BR: Christine is going to take the title back home!
Christine goes to cover Rocky... but doesn't. She walks over and helps Quin to his knees and half-drags him over and throws him on top of Rocky. Christine hops out of the ring.
MH: What the hell!?
One...!
Two...!
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner and STIILLL Television champion... QUINLAN QUAIL!
WINNER: QUINLAN QUail (STILL TELEVISION CHAMPION)
BR: Wow! Christine just handed the win to Big Q!
MH: What a dumb move!
BR: I think Quin would've had this either way to be honest.
MH: Maybe...
The scene cuts backstage to the locker room of the AWS World Heavyweight champion, Liam McAllister. A frantic knocking at the door gets the World champ out of his seat and over to the door. Swigning it open to reveal the General Manager of Apex Wrestling, Alistair Mason, the champ spoke.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Not right now, Mason...
ALISTAIR MASON: Sorry to bother you champ, but this is important.
LIAM: What?
ALISTAIR: He's here.
LIAM: Who's here? I don't have time for this!
ALISTAIR: *gulping* Ko.. Kodiak.
LIAM: Shit....
Liam's voice trailed off and his eyes widened at the mention of the name of Kodiak Winters. The scene quickly moves back to ringside where Buddy Roberts and Michael Heenan sit.
BR: Business just picked up, folks!
MH: That bastard Kodiak has no right to be anywhere near this arena! He doesn't work here, he has no business here!
BR: It looks like Kodiak Winters might not be finished with the World champ after all!
MH: What a dumb move!
BR: I think Quin would've had this either way to be honest.
MH: Maybe...
The scene cuts backstage to the locker room of the AWS World Heavyweight champion, Liam McAllister. A frantic knocking at the door gets the World champ out of his seat and over to the door. Swigning it open to reveal the General Manager of Apex Wrestling, Alistair Mason, the champ spoke.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Not right now, Mason...
ALISTAIR MASON: Sorry to bother you champ, but this is important.
LIAM: What?
ALISTAIR: He's here.
LIAM: Who's here? I don't have time for this!
ALISTAIR: *gulping* Ko.. Kodiak.
LIAM: Shit....
Liam's voice trailed off and his eyes widened at the mention of the name of Kodiak Winters. The scene quickly moves back to ringside where Buddy Roberts and Michael Heenan sit.
BR: Business just picked up, folks!
MH: That bastard Kodiak has no right to be anywhere near this arena! He doesn't work here, he has no business here!
BR: It looks like Kodiak Winters might not be finished with the World champ after all!
MYCROFT ALISTAIR MASON VS SAMUEL HYDE VS RORY BLAZE(C)
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
ELIMINATION BURIED ALIVE MATCH
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is a triple threat buried alive elimination match for the Hardcore Championship. Ladies and Gentlemen, I have been instructed to inform you of the following: Mycroft Alistair Charlesworthy has paid for the dirt usually used in the match to be replaced with SALT!
BR: Oh my god.
MH: That explains that little experiment that he’s been working on.
BR: Two people are going to get buried alive in salt.
The familiar grind of a guitar comes over the speakers. As the rhythm of Kickstart My Heart by Motley Crew, the lights start to strobe. The cymbal crashes and as the song picks up, Samuel Hyde, driving a black hearse with a blood splatter and the words "KAREER KILLER" painted on the hood, comes out to the stage. Sam rocks out, a pair of sunglasses on his face. He steps out of the car as we hear the 'Yeeeeeeeah' from the vocalist. Sam slams the door behind him, throws his sunglasses into the crowd, and makes his way down the ramp, running around the ring before sliding in through the front. He cracks his neck and jumps around a bit, glaring at anybody daring enough to look him in the eyes.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing first from Providence, Rhode Island, weighing in at 212lbs…..SAM HYDE
BR: I wonder how Sam is taking the news that Mycroft paid for it to be salt instead of dirt?
MH: I assume he’s excited about the news. Sam loves salt.
A horse drawn carriage enters the arena, Lemmings, Mycroft's butler, steps off of the riding area and opens the door, and Mycroft makes his way out of it to the boos of the audience. He smirks at them, knowing he is better. He walks to the ring with an air of pomp and circumstance about him.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing next, hailing from London, England, weighing in at 250lbs……MYCROFT ALISTAIR CHARLESWORTHY
Mycroft gets into the ring, and Sam charges at him. MAC slides out, and shakes his finger at Sam, pointing at the top of the stage, at the salt.
Rory Blaze appears at the top of the ramp, wearing the Krewsade mask. He points to the audience and gives them all the finger to a huge chorus of boos, and then starts to walk to the ring. He stops and looks at the graves, and rubs his shoulder with one arm, and then shakes his head.
RING ANNOUNCER: And your current Hardcore Champion from The Jersey Shore, weighing in at 236lbs….RORY BLAZE
BR: Rory doesn’t appear to be taking off the Krewsade mask.
MH: That’s probably because he’s terrified of the thought of being buried alive. The mask is going to be his safety net in this match.
Rory makes it to the ring and MAC slides in after him. The bell rings and all three men start swinging at each other. This doesn’t get them very far, as they continually block and swing at each other. Sam swings at MAC, who ducks, picks Sam up in a back suplex, but instead throws him at Rory. Sam catches Rory in a hurricanrana!
MH: Damn! That was an impressive series of moves.
MAC bounces off the ropes and hits a huge clothesline on Sam, knocking him out of the ring. Rory has gotten back to his feet, and runs at MAC intending to clothesline him over the ropes as well. MAC ducks and throws Rory out of the ring. He looks at the two men, shrugs and dives between the ropes in a suicide dive!
BR: We don’t normally see that type of move from Mycroft!
MH: The Flying British Bastard! The Airborne Arrogant Aristocrat!
BR: We don’t need any more nicknames for him…
MAC stands up and looks behind him at the graves. He grabs Rory, picks him up and drags him up the ramp. Rory swings, and Mycroft ducks underneath it, but Sam rushes up from behind him and clubs him in the back. Mycroft lets go of Rory, and Rory and Sam take turns kicking Mycroft.
MH: Well, there goes Mycroft’s early advantage.
Sam and Rory look at each other, and both swing. They hit each other in the face at the same time, and both fall. All three men are now on their backs on the ground. Mycroft throws his fists back and hits both of them in the face. Rory and Sam shrug off the blow and send their own blows at Mycroft, all while still on their backs. The three men all kip up at the same time.
THIS IS AWESOME chants begin.
Rory and Sam look at each other and then hit a double Russian leg sweep on Mycroft, and then roll through. Sam turns and hits an enziguiri on Rory, and Rory falls near the grave, scrambling away from it. Sam points and laughs at Rory and then turns around to see Mycroft right behind him. Mycroft kicks him in the stomach and looks around at the crowd as Sam bends over. He charges at Sam to go for an INVESTMENT OPPORTUNITY!
Sam moves out of the way and MAC’s foot hits Rory square in the gut, sending him backwards and into the coffin. Mycroft slams the lid shut and it starts to lower. Sam jumps on top of the casket to keep Rory from getting out of it. MAC takes the moment and presses the “dump all” button. Salt pours from the dump truck into the grave, covering both Rory and Sam. Sam yells a guttural yell and rolls out of the salt as Rory is buried alive.
RING ANNOUNCER: Ladies and Gentlemen……RORY BLAZE has been eliminated!
BR: Oh my god I can’t believe it! There will be a new Hardcore champion here tonight!
MH: They teamed up to take him out!
BR: Well it looked to me like MAC was trying to take Sam out as well.
MAC and Sam stare each other down as the both look at the coffin that’s left. MAC points and mouths: “That one is for you.” Sam laughs and launches himself at MAC, hitting him with a tackle. MAC falls to the floor and Sam starts throwing vicious lefts and rights. MAC rolls over and gets on top of Sam, throwing lefts and rights of his own. He pulls Sam up by the hair and drags him over to the now empty dump truck that held the salt used for Rory’s grave.
BR: Looks like this match is going to get a little more hardcore than it was before!
MAC takes Sam’s face and slams it into the truck, Sam bounces off of the truck with a wicked grin on his face. MAC steps back, worried. Blood starts to flow from Sam’s nose, covering his Cheshire grin. MAC looks around for something to defend himself with, but Sam gets too close, and kicks MAC in the stomach, picking him up on his shoulders.
BRIMSTONE BOMB onto the bed of the dump truck!
BR: OOH that had to hurt!
Sam presses the “dump all” button and MAC is unceremoniously dumped onto the grave where Rory is buried. Sam picks him up and brings him over to the casket. MAC puts his hand on the casket, keeping himself from getting put into the casket. He elbows Sam in the face, his elbow getting covered in blood. MAC rushes over to the buried grave, and picks up a handful of salt, throwing it into Sam’s face.
MH: Mycroft using the salt as a weapon! Amazingly innovative!
Sam clutches his face. Mycroft runs toward him and hits a BANK ROLL! Sam’s face lands once again in the salt. He squirms in so much pain! Mycroft picks him up and throws him towards the casket. Sam lands in the casket and MAC walks over to it. Sam puts his hands on the lid to try to keep MAC from slamming the lid.
The crowd starts going crazy. MAC turns around to find Rory Blaze standing right behind him.
BR: RORY IS BACK!
MH: How the hell did he get out?
BR: I have no idea…
MH: That must not have been Rory! He outwitted the two of them by using an imposter. There’s still only one casket!
MAC looks from Rory to the buried grave back to Rory, and smirks. Rory jumps up and dropkicks MAC, who falls in the casket with Sam Hyde. Rory slams the lid into MAC’s head repeatedly, and closes both men in there. The casket lowers and Rory presses the dump all button on the dump truck.
RING ANNOUNCER: HERE IS YOUR WINNER and STILL the HARDCORE CHAMPION... RORY BLAZZZZZEEEEEEEE
BR: Oh my god.
MH: That explains that little experiment that he’s been working on.
BR: Two people are going to get buried alive in salt.
The familiar grind of a guitar comes over the speakers. As the rhythm of Kickstart My Heart by Motley Crew, the lights start to strobe. The cymbal crashes and as the song picks up, Samuel Hyde, driving a black hearse with a blood splatter and the words "KAREER KILLER" painted on the hood, comes out to the stage. Sam rocks out, a pair of sunglasses on his face. He steps out of the car as we hear the 'Yeeeeeeeah' from the vocalist. Sam slams the door behind him, throws his sunglasses into the crowd, and makes his way down the ramp, running around the ring before sliding in through the front. He cracks his neck and jumps around a bit, glaring at anybody daring enough to look him in the eyes.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing first from Providence, Rhode Island, weighing in at 212lbs…..SAM HYDE
BR: I wonder how Sam is taking the news that Mycroft paid for it to be salt instead of dirt?
MH: I assume he’s excited about the news. Sam loves salt.
A horse drawn carriage enters the arena, Lemmings, Mycroft's butler, steps off of the riding area and opens the door, and Mycroft makes his way out of it to the boos of the audience. He smirks at them, knowing he is better. He walks to the ring with an air of pomp and circumstance about him.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing next, hailing from London, England, weighing in at 250lbs……MYCROFT ALISTAIR CHARLESWORTHY
Mycroft gets into the ring, and Sam charges at him. MAC slides out, and shakes his finger at Sam, pointing at the top of the stage, at the salt.
Rory Blaze appears at the top of the ramp, wearing the Krewsade mask. He points to the audience and gives them all the finger to a huge chorus of boos, and then starts to walk to the ring. He stops and looks at the graves, and rubs his shoulder with one arm, and then shakes his head.
RING ANNOUNCER: And your current Hardcore Champion from The Jersey Shore, weighing in at 236lbs….RORY BLAZE
BR: Rory doesn’t appear to be taking off the Krewsade mask.
MH: That’s probably because he’s terrified of the thought of being buried alive. The mask is going to be his safety net in this match.
Rory makes it to the ring and MAC slides in after him. The bell rings and all three men start swinging at each other. This doesn’t get them very far, as they continually block and swing at each other. Sam swings at MAC, who ducks, picks Sam up in a back suplex, but instead throws him at Rory. Sam catches Rory in a hurricanrana!
MH: Damn! That was an impressive series of moves.
MAC bounces off the ropes and hits a huge clothesline on Sam, knocking him out of the ring. Rory has gotten back to his feet, and runs at MAC intending to clothesline him over the ropes as well. MAC ducks and throws Rory out of the ring. He looks at the two men, shrugs and dives between the ropes in a suicide dive!
BR: We don’t normally see that type of move from Mycroft!
MH: The Flying British Bastard! The Airborne Arrogant Aristocrat!
BR: We don’t need any more nicknames for him…
MAC stands up and looks behind him at the graves. He grabs Rory, picks him up and drags him up the ramp. Rory swings, and Mycroft ducks underneath it, but Sam rushes up from behind him and clubs him in the back. Mycroft lets go of Rory, and Rory and Sam take turns kicking Mycroft.
MH: Well, there goes Mycroft’s early advantage.
Sam and Rory look at each other, and both swing. They hit each other in the face at the same time, and both fall. All three men are now on their backs on the ground. Mycroft throws his fists back and hits both of them in the face. Rory and Sam shrug off the blow and send their own blows at Mycroft, all while still on their backs. The three men all kip up at the same time.
THIS IS AWESOME chants begin.
Rory and Sam look at each other and then hit a double Russian leg sweep on Mycroft, and then roll through. Sam turns and hits an enziguiri on Rory, and Rory falls near the grave, scrambling away from it. Sam points and laughs at Rory and then turns around to see Mycroft right behind him. Mycroft kicks him in the stomach and looks around at the crowd as Sam bends over. He charges at Sam to go for an INVESTMENT OPPORTUNITY!
Sam moves out of the way and MAC’s foot hits Rory square in the gut, sending him backwards and into the coffin. Mycroft slams the lid shut and it starts to lower. Sam jumps on top of the casket to keep Rory from getting out of it. MAC takes the moment and presses the “dump all” button. Salt pours from the dump truck into the grave, covering both Rory and Sam. Sam yells a guttural yell and rolls out of the salt as Rory is buried alive.
RING ANNOUNCER: Ladies and Gentlemen……RORY BLAZE has been eliminated!
BR: Oh my god I can’t believe it! There will be a new Hardcore champion here tonight!
MH: They teamed up to take him out!
BR: Well it looked to me like MAC was trying to take Sam out as well.
MAC and Sam stare each other down as the both look at the coffin that’s left. MAC points and mouths: “That one is for you.” Sam laughs and launches himself at MAC, hitting him with a tackle. MAC falls to the floor and Sam starts throwing vicious lefts and rights. MAC rolls over and gets on top of Sam, throwing lefts and rights of his own. He pulls Sam up by the hair and drags him over to the now empty dump truck that held the salt used for Rory’s grave.
BR: Looks like this match is going to get a little more hardcore than it was before!
MAC takes Sam’s face and slams it into the truck, Sam bounces off of the truck with a wicked grin on his face. MAC steps back, worried. Blood starts to flow from Sam’s nose, covering his Cheshire grin. MAC looks around for something to defend himself with, but Sam gets too close, and kicks MAC in the stomach, picking him up on his shoulders.
BRIMSTONE BOMB onto the bed of the dump truck!
BR: OOH that had to hurt!
Sam presses the “dump all” button and MAC is unceremoniously dumped onto the grave where Rory is buried. Sam picks him up and brings him over to the casket. MAC puts his hand on the casket, keeping himself from getting put into the casket. He elbows Sam in the face, his elbow getting covered in blood. MAC rushes over to the buried grave, and picks up a handful of salt, throwing it into Sam’s face.
MH: Mycroft using the salt as a weapon! Amazingly innovative!
Sam clutches his face. Mycroft runs toward him and hits a BANK ROLL! Sam’s face lands once again in the salt. He squirms in so much pain! Mycroft picks him up and throws him towards the casket. Sam lands in the casket and MAC walks over to it. Sam puts his hands on the lid to try to keep MAC from slamming the lid.
The crowd starts going crazy. MAC turns around to find Rory Blaze standing right behind him.
BR: RORY IS BACK!
MH: How the hell did he get out?
BR: I have no idea…
MH: That must not have been Rory! He outwitted the two of them by using an imposter. There’s still only one casket!
MAC looks from Rory to the buried grave back to Rory, and smirks. Rory jumps up and dropkicks MAC, who falls in the casket with Sam Hyde. Rory slams the lid into MAC’s head repeatedly, and closes both men in there. The casket lowers and Rory presses the dump all button on the dump truck.
RING ANNOUNCER: HERE IS YOUR WINNER and STILL the HARDCORE CHAMPION... RORY BLAZZZZZEEEEEEEE
WINNER: RORY BLAZE (STILL HARDCORE CHAMPION)
BR: What a ruse!
MH: Ha! This group is amazing! So smart!
BR: It's a bunch of crap in my opinion.
MH: So far no title changes tonight.
The scene switches to the backstage parking area with Christine carrying a gym bag over one shoulder and dragging a travel case with the opposite hand. A couple seconds later, Quinlan's voice can be heard.
QUINLAN QUAIL: Christine. Christine!
Christine pauses and turns to face Quinlan as he walks into the cameras view with the title slung over his shoulder.
QUINLAN QUAIL: I get it. I know why you did it. I was wrong about you. You’re not a bad person. You’re a decent person, and even though you don’t show it often… we’ll know. The world will know that Christine did what she did because she was a good person. Thank you.
Quinlan holds a hand out and after a moment's pause, Christine takes it and they shake hands. Quinlan goes to pull her in for a hug, but Christine puts a hand on his chest. It stops Quinlan and he looks at Christine, who simply shakes her head at him. She turns as if to leave but pauses and then turns back. Her fingers trace lightly across the Television title and a small smirk forms on her face.
CHRISTINE: Take care of that title, Quinlan.
Quinlan nods and Christine turns around once again watching Christine walk out of the arena.
BR: What... what did we just see?
MH: I-I-I don't know but it looks like Christine might be done with the AWS.
BR: Well if that's the case, we hope Christine has success in anything she does.
MH: Of course she will.
MH: Ha! This group is amazing! So smart!
BR: It's a bunch of crap in my opinion.
MH: So far no title changes tonight.
The scene switches to the backstage parking area with Christine carrying a gym bag over one shoulder and dragging a travel case with the opposite hand. A couple seconds later, Quinlan's voice can be heard.
QUINLAN QUAIL: Christine. Christine!
Christine pauses and turns to face Quinlan as he walks into the cameras view with the title slung over his shoulder.
QUINLAN QUAIL: I get it. I know why you did it. I was wrong about you. You’re not a bad person. You’re a decent person, and even though you don’t show it often… we’ll know. The world will know that Christine did what she did because she was a good person. Thank you.
Quinlan holds a hand out and after a moment's pause, Christine takes it and they shake hands. Quinlan goes to pull her in for a hug, but Christine puts a hand on his chest. It stops Quinlan and he looks at Christine, who simply shakes her head at him. She turns as if to leave but pauses and then turns back. Her fingers trace lightly across the Television title and a small smirk forms on her face.
CHRISTINE: Take care of that title, Quinlan.
Quinlan nods and Christine turns around once again watching Christine walk out of the arena.
BR: What... what did we just see?
MH: I-I-I don't know but it looks like Christine might be done with the AWS.
BR: Well if that's the case, we hope Christine has success in anything she does.
MH: Of course she will.
JOSEPH STEELE VS JON ROCKS(C)
INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP
LADDER MATCH
The camera zooms in on the AWS Intercontinental Title that is suspended high above the ring.
BR: And that right there is what this one is all about!
MH: The I.C. title has been a slippery one to hold onto thus far, can everybody's precious little hero escape with the title?
BR: The way Steele's been going, Jon will be lucky to escape from this match at all.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following contest is for the AWS Intercontinental Championship! The rules are simple - no disqualifications, no countouts, no pinfalls, no submissions... the ONLY way to win is to be the first one to scale the ladder and unhook the Intercontinental championship from high above the ring!!! Introducing first, the challenger, weighing in at 200 pounds, from Cleveland, Ohio, JOSEPH STEELE!!!
"Drink, Fight and Fuck" by GG Allin hits the speakers and Joseph Steele stumbles from behind the curtain. He trips down the ramp but is able to catch himself on the guard rail as fans jump back in horror. Steele nods a "my bad" and tries to high five a fan who awkwardly obliges. Steele's pace quickens as he heads toward the ring and slides underneath the bottom rope and awaits his opponent. As he awaits Jon Rocks' entrance, Steele heads outside of the ring, grabs a steel chair and returns back to the middle of the ring.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, weighing in at 225 pounds, from Sunshine City, California, he is the AWS Intercontinental Champion, JON ROCKS!!!
"Not Gonna Die" by Skillet blasts over the sound system and the crowd lets out a huge ovation. Jon Rocks comes out to the ramp and looks excitedly out into the crowd as he stands at the very center of the top of the ramp. He points to a few members of the crowd and he tells them he's doing this for them all. He then makes his way very quickly to the ring and slides into the ring.
BR: Look out Jon!!!
As soon as Jon slides into the ring he's met with a swing from the chair by Steele! NO! Jon ducks under and as Steele turns around, Jon superkicks Steele in the face, knocking the chair into his face in the process!!!
MH: Jesus Christ... this one might be over already!
BR: If there were pinfalls, maybe.
MH: Five seconds into the match and Steele's already got a busted lip and nose!
The crowd roars as Jon lets out a primal scream, pumps his fist, and picks up Steele. Jon starts throwing wild punches at Steele, each of them connecting. Steele tries to weather the storm, but Rocks whips him to the ropes, and connects with a snap power slam, sending Steele to the mat. Steele bounces back up, blood still spewing from his mouth, and Jon drops him with another clothesline…Steele quickly bounces back up again, but this time Jon sails across the ring and connects with a flying shoulder block, sending Steele flying through the ropes and outside the ring.
BR: The people are STILL standing! This is what they came here for!
Jon Rocks works the crowd as Steele recollects himself on the outside.
BR: Jon Rocks is a house of fire!
MH: Yeah but Steele is smart... he's a veteran of the squared circle. Let Jon get all that energy out now and let him wear himself down.
Steele cautiously slides under the bottom rope and back into the ring. Jon is ready to attack in the opposite corner. Steele stays on his knees and glares at Jon from across the ring, grinning a wide, blood stained smile at him.
MH: I think he's enjoying this.
BR: No doubt he'd enjoy it more if he had a beer to go with that blood.
Rocks motions for him to come and get it. Rocks stands up slowly and waits for Steele to make his move. Steele slowly makes his way towards the center of the ring and Rocks circles him.
BR: Collar and elbow tie up… Jon looks like he's gaining the advantage...
Steele is backed into the corner. The ref calls for a clean break and Jon backs off…as he does, Steele sticks his thumb in his eye and takes the advantage.
MH: And there it is…brilliant! I’m starting to like this guy…
BR: You would...
MH: It's no disqualification! If Jon Rocks STILL wants to play by the rules, then he's a moron, and he's going to lose his title!
Steele follows up the eye gouge and slugs him with a vicious clothesline. Rocks slams down on the back of his neck and folds up like an accordion. Pleased, Steele slides back outside the ring and grabs the huge ladder, much to the crowd’s delight.
MH: That's what I'm talking about! Get this one over with as quick as possible.
Steele tosses the ladder over the top rope and it lands on Jon's ankle! Jon writhes in pain, clutching his ankles and letting out a loud wince. Steele grins, blood still trickling out of his nose and down his chin. Steele sets the ladder up in the ring and begins to climb. One step. Two steps....
BR: Steele scaling the ladder now, Jon better get up!
Rocks pulls himself over to the ladder, and pushes in desperation…the ladder crashes down but Steele is able to jump off before he goes with it. As he's falling, Steele viciously stomps Rocks in the face on the way down, and then pulls him up by his hair.
MH: Now that was some incredible presence of mind by Steele.
BR: Yeah, and Jon took that stomp right on the chin.
A hobbling Jon Rocks tries to stay on his feet as Steele heaves him into the corner and charges in at him, connecting with a shoulder to the gut. Rocks stumbles out of the corner and Steele grabs ahold of him, launching him with a belly to back suplex! Jon lands in the center of the ring, trying to get some air back in him. Steele mocks the crowd that is now booing him loudly.
BR: The champion is in all kinds of trouble here! He's got to block out the pain and fight through it. That, or Steele is going to absolutely lay waste to him here!
MH: Hey, I'm all for Steele, but I have a feeling this one is far from over. Plus, Steele is still leaking from that kick to the chair to start this match.
After stomping the leg of Jon, Steele reaches down and picks him up. And Steele takes him back down to the mat with a reverse DDT! Steele sits up slides to the outside of the ring, returning with another, smaller ladder in hand. Jon Rocks is back up to his feet, Steele runs towards him with the ladder, but Jon gets back to his feet and dropkicks the ladder into Steele!
MH: Did you see the blood fly in the front row?
BR: I think he just busted Steele wide open again!
The ladder falls on Steele and Jon uses the ropes to climb back to his feet. Rocks hobbles over to Steele, picking him up by his hair. Jon quickly slams Steele back down to the mat with a Russian Leg Sweep onto the ladder!
BR: Good lord! Steele took the brunt of that, but Rocks is clutching at his own neck after that leg sweep onto ladder!
MH: Look at the marks on his back!
BR: Jon wants this one so bad he's willing to put his body through hell for it!
Jon gets back to his feet first and he helps Steele back to his feet... superkick by Jon, NO! Steele is able to catch the foot of Jon... Enzuigiri by Jon! The kick to the side of the head connects perfectly and Steele falls back to the mat. Rocks gets back into action, setting up the larger ladder in the middle of the ring. Jon starts to climb the ladder, but is only able to move in a slow manner due to the ankle injury. As Jon gets about halfway back up, Steele starts to stir...
BR: The challenger back to his feet and the champion doesn't see him coming!
Steele with a forearm shot to the kidneys of Jon, but Jon reaches down and kicks Steele away... Steele fights off the kicks... LIVER SHOT! Rocks falls backwards onto the mat as Steele uses the ladder to prop himself up, regaining some composure.
BR: And Steele just nailed two vital organs.. kidney and liver shots!
MH: Climb the damn ladder, Steele... rest when this one is over!
Steele slowly starts to climb t he ladder this time. Halfway up the ladder, Jon gets back to his feet, hobbling and clutching his side. Jon grabs Steele by the leg and yanks him back down to the mat. Steele swings at Jon, Jon ducks under, and takes Steele down with a side headlock takeover. Jon looks around to the crowd who is starting to get back into the match... Jon climbs halfway up the ladder very gingerly.
BR: He's going to do it! He's going to grab that title!
MH: What a tick...
BR: What is he doing?
Rocks stops 3/4 up the ladder and turns around, back to the ladder. Rocks waits for Steele to get back to his feet... Rocks leaps... OPTIMIST TWIST!
BR: Diving European uppercut!
MH: That was incredible, but also very stupid!
BR: I agree, he could have had the match won there but Jon Rocks is all about entertaining the fans!
The uppercut rocks Steele backwards into the corner and it took a bit out of Jon Rocks as well. Jon, breathing heavily, pulls himself back up using the ladder for stability. One step, two steps, three steps, four steps, five steps, six steps... Jon reaches the top of the ladder and he reaches out to grab the IC Title... but he can't seem to get it unhooked.
MH: Steele's back to his feet... I don't know how but he is!
BR: And Steele with a burst of energy!
MH: Did someone sneak him a shot of Whiskey?
Steele finds a second wind and climbs the opposite side of the ladder as Jon. The two meet at the top of the ladder and begin trading blows back and forth. Left, right, left, right, every punch thrown by both men hitting it's mark! Steele grabs Jon's head and slams it into the top of the ladder causing Jon to fall backwards to the mat. Steele turns and leaps off the ladder...
BR: Flying elbow drop by Steele! And that most certainly connected! Steele has flipped the momentum in this match!
MH: Both men have been so close to grabbing that title, but Steele looks like he's on the offensive now!
Steele pulls himself back to his feet... Jon slowly getting back to his feet... Steele positions Jon... LAST CALL! NO! Jon counters into THE HARD PLACE!! NO!!! Steele quickly fights out and drops to the mat... GUILLOTINE CHOKE!!
BR: Steele's got that thing locked in pretty darn tight!
MH: He's tapping, Buddy! He's tapping! It's over! New Champ!
BR: He might be tapping, but the only way to win is to grab that Intercontinental title!
Steele wrenches the choke hold in as Jon Rocks looks like he's slowly slipping into unconsciousness. Steele lets go of the hold and tosses Jon to the side. He gets up and pokes fun at a few people in the front row as he points to the IC title.
MH: Damnit, this one would have been over if it were normal stipulations! This is a travesty!
BR: Absolutely! But I think Steele taking too much time here pandering to the crowd…
MH: Climb the damn ladder, Steele!
Rocks grimaces in pain but pulls himself up using the ropes. Steele turns around and charges at him, but Jon is able to duck and he pulls the top rope down, sending Steele flying over the top and to the outside. Rocks' sudden adrenaline rush subsides, however, and he drops back to the mat. He crawls over to the ladder and tries to set it up from his knees.
MH: That ladder looks as wobbly as Jon's knees!
BR: Come on, Jon!
MH: Um, aren't we supposed to be unbiased?
BR: Did YOU of all people just say that?
The ladder wobbles until it finally settles. By this time, however, Steele has regained his bearings and feigns injury as he watches Jon Rocks slowly ascend the ladder. As Jon is reaching for the title, Steele quickly dives back into the ring and grabs the ladder, rocking it back and forth as if to tease him first Jon looks down at him, clutching onto the ladder for dear life. Steele smiles at him evilly, blood gushing out of his mouth as he does…and he waves at him as if to say goodbye.
BR: My God! My God! Don’t do it! For God’s sake don’t do it!
MH: Bombs awaaaaaaaaayyyyyyy!!!
Joe pushes the ladder with all his might, and Jon flies over the top rope, sails over the padded concrete floor below, and crashes into the Spanish announce table with a vengeance. Monitors, wires, papers, clipboards, and splinters of wood fly everywhere. The crowd gasps as the camera zooms in on a bloodied Jon Rocks lying motionless in the midst of the carnage, tangled in wires.
BR: The Hero of Apex has been destroyed here tonight and we need to get some doctors out here!
MH: YES! YES! YES!
BR: I'm not kidding, we need medical attention out here! Did you see the way his knee hit that monitor?
Steele smirks as the crowd breaks out into chants.
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Steele wipes away his sweat, spits out a mouthful of blood as he admires the destruction he’s just caused. The crowd is chanting “holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!” which only adds to Steele's amusement. He arrogantly picks up the ladder and slowly sets it up in the center of the ring, allowing the throngs of fans in the crowd to soak in their hatred for him. He climbs one step at a time, and with each step he stops to mock the crowd and admire the fallen champion.
MH: He's going to do it! We're going to have a new Intercontinental champion!
BR: Come on Jon, get up!
Rocks starts to slowly regaining his consciousness and he slowly begins to fight to his feet. Rocks has to wrestle with the wires that are bound to his arms, legs, and ankles. Back in the ring, Steele doesn’t notice him stirring…he’s too busy mocking the crowd. Steele finally reaches the top of the ladder and outstretches his arms to grab ahold of the I.C. title when suddenly...
BR: ROCKS IS UP! MY GOD HOW DID HE DO IT?!
…the ladder disappears from beneath his feet as Jon Rocks has willed his way back into the ring and knocked it out from under him.
BR: And Joseph Steele is just hanging by the very title that this war has been waged for.
MH: Pull it down, Steele! Pull... it... down!
BR: Steele's suspended high above the ring, hanging by his hopes and dreams of becoming the Intercontinental Champion!
And now it is Jon, staring up at him and waving, as if to mock him. Steele is furious, his red turning a shade of red deep enough to match the blood rapidly flowing out of his nostrils and down his chin. He begins furiously kicking as he dangles, as if he is conflicted – he wants the title but he also wants to get at Rocks. The crowd is on their feet as Jon begins to set up the ladder next to Steele, but far enough away that Steele can’t reach it.
BR: I don't know what he's going to do but I have a feeling we’re about to see something big!
MH: Hang on, Steele! Hang on!
BR: But if Steele falls to the mat with that IC title he'll be the new champion!
MH: He also might be dead if that happens.
Rocks climbs to the very top of the ladder, now eye level with Steele. Jon smiles at Steele, mocking him… Steele begins cursing him through his blood stained teeth, and swinging back and forth from the chain that hangs the title from the ceiling. As he gets closer to Jon he begins kicking wildly…but he can’t quite reach him.
BR: This is gonna be bad!
Rocks grabs steels legs and pulls him in close. Steele knocks Rocks in the nose and wraps his legs around the head of Jon and pulls him off the ladder!
MH: Oh my god! Rocks is suspended only by the legs of Steele!
The extra weight causes the title to snap loose and both men fall to the ground in a horrendous display. Both men are out cold.
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner and NNNNEEEEWWWWW AWS Intercontinental champion... JOSEPH STEELE!
BR: And that right there is what this one is all about!
MH: The I.C. title has been a slippery one to hold onto thus far, can everybody's precious little hero escape with the title?
BR: The way Steele's been going, Jon will be lucky to escape from this match at all.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following contest is for the AWS Intercontinental Championship! The rules are simple - no disqualifications, no countouts, no pinfalls, no submissions... the ONLY way to win is to be the first one to scale the ladder and unhook the Intercontinental championship from high above the ring!!! Introducing first, the challenger, weighing in at 200 pounds, from Cleveland, Ohio, JOSEPH STEELE!!!
"Drink, Fight and Fuck" by GG Allin hits the speakers and Joseph Steele stumbles from behind the curtain. He trips down the ramp but is able to catch himself on the guard rail as fans jump back in horror. Steele nods a "my bad" and tries to high five a fan who awkwardly obliges. Steele's pace quickens as he heads toward the ring and slides underneath the bottom rope and awaits his opponent. As he awaits Jon Rocks' entrance, Steele heads outside of the ring, grabs a steel chair and returns back to the middle of the ring.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, weighing in at 225 pounds, from Sunshine City, California, he is the AWS Intercontinental Champion, JON ROCKS!!!
"Not Gonna Die" by Skillet blasts over the sound system and the crowd lets out a huge ovation. Jon Rocks comes out to the ramp and looks excitedly out into the crowd as he stands at the very center of the top of the ramp. He points to a few members of the crowd and he tells them he's doing this for them all. He then makes his way very quickly to the ring and slides into the ring.
BR: Look out Jon!!!
As soon as Jon slides into the ring he's met with a swing from the chair by Steele! NO! Jon ducks under and as Steele turns around, Jon superkicks Steele in the face, knocking the chair into his face in the process!!!
MH: Jesus Christ... this one might be over already!
BR: If there were pinfalls, maybe.
MH: Five seconds into the match and Steele's already got a busted lip and nose!
The crowd roars as Jon lets out a primal scream, pumps his fist, and picks up Steele. Jon starts throwing wild punches at Steele, each of them connecting. Steele tries to weather the storm, but Rocks whips him to the ropes, and connects with a snap power slam, sending Steele to the mat. Steele bounces back up, blood still spewing from his mouth, and Jon drops him with another clothesline…Steele quickly bounces back up again, but this time Jon sails across the ring and connects with a flying shoulder block, sending Steele flying through the ropes and outside the ring.
BR: The people are STILL standing! This is what they came here for!
Jon Rocks works the crowd as Steele recollects himself on the outside.
BR: Jon Rocks is a house of fire!
MH: Yeah but Steele is smart... he's a veteran of the squared circle. Let Jon get all that energy out now and let him wear himself down.
Steele cautiously slides under the bottom rope and back into the ring. Jon is ready to attack in the opposite corner. Steele stays on his knees and glares at Jon from across the ring, grinning a wide, blood stained smile at him.
MH: I think he's enjoying this.
BR: No doubt he'd enjoy it more if he had a beer to go with that blood.
Rocks motions for him to come and get it. Rocks stands up slowly and waits for Steele to make his move. Steele slowly makes his way towards the center of the ring and Rocks circles him.
BR: Collar and elbow tie up… Jon looks like he's gaining the advantage...
Steele is backed into the corner. The ref calls for a clean break and Jon backs off…as he does, Steele sticks his thumb in his eye and takes the advantage.
MH: And there it is…brilliant! I’m starting to like this guy…
BR: You would...
MH: It's no disqualification! If Jon Rocks STILL wants to play by the rules, then he's a moron, and he's going to lose his title!
Steele follows up the eye gouge and slugs him with a vicious clothesline. Rocks slams down on the back of his neck and folds up like an accordion. Pleased, Steele slides back outside the ring and grabs the huge ladder, much to the crowd’s delight.
MH: That's what I'm talking about! Get this one over with as quick as possible.
Steele tosses the ladder over the top rope and it lands on Jon's ankle! Jon writhes in pain, clutching his ankles and letting out a loud wince. Steele grins, blood still trickling out of his nose and down his chin. Steele sets the ladder up in the ring and begins to climb. One step. Two steps....
BR: Steele scaling the ladder now, Jon better get up!
Rocks pulls himself over to the ladder, and pushes in desperation…the ladder crashes down but Steele is able to jump off before he goes with it. As he's falling, Steele viciously stomps Rocks in the face on the way down, and then pulls him up by his hair.
MH: Now that was some incredible presence of mind by Steele.
BR: Yeah, and Jon took that stomp right on the chin.
A hobbling Jon Rocks tries to stay on his feet as Steele heaves him into the corner and charges in at him, connecting with a shoulder to the gut. Rocks stumbles out of the corner and Steele grabs ahold of him, launching him with a belly to back suplex! Jon lands in the center of the ring, trying to get some air back in him. Steele mocks the crowd that is now booing him loudly.
BR: The champion is in all kinds of trouble here! He's got to block out the pain and fight through it. That, or Steele is going to absolutely lay waste to him here!
MH: Hey, I'm all for Steele, but I have a feeling this one is far from over. Plus, Steele is still leaking from that kick to the chair to start this match.
After stomping the leg of Jon, Steele reaches down and picks him up. And Steele takes him back down to the mat with a reverse DDT! Steele sits up slides to the outside of the ring, returning with another, smaller ladder in hand. Jon Rocks is back up to his feet, Steele runs towards him with the ladder, but Jon gets back to his feet and dropkicks the ladder into Steele!
MH: Did you see the blood fly in the front row?
BR: I think he just busted Steele wide open again!
The ladder falls on Steele and Jon uses the ropes to climb back to his feet. Rocks hobbles over to Steele, picking him up by his hair. Jon quickly slams Steele back down to the mat with a Russian Leg Sweep onto the ladder!
BR: Good lord! Steele took the brunt of that, but Rocks is clutching at his own neck after that leg sweep onto ladder!
MH: Look at the marks on his back!
BR: Jon wants this one so bad he's willing to put his body through hell for it!
Jon gets back to his feet first and he helps Steele back to his feet... superkick by Jon, NO! Steele is able to catch the foot of Jon... Enzuigiri by Jon! The kick to the side of the head connects perfectly and Steele falls back to the mat. Rocks gets back into action, setting up the larger ladder in the middle of the ring. Jon starts to climb the ladder, but is only able to move in a slow manner due to the ankle injury. As Jon gets about halfway back up, Steele starts to stir...
BR: The challenger back to his feet and the champion doesn't see him coming!
Steele with a forearm shot to the kidneys of Jon, but Jon reaches down and kicks Steele away... Steele fights off the kicks... LIVER SHOT! Rocks falls backwards onto the mat as Steele uses the ladder to prop himself up, regaining some composure.
BR: And Steele just nailed two vital organs.. kidney and liver shots!
MH: Climb the damn ladder, Steele... rest when this one is over!
Steele slowly starts to climb t he ladder this time. Halfway up the ladder, Jon gets back to his feet, hobbling and clutching his side. Jon grabs Steele by the leg and yanks him back down to the mat. Steele swings at Jon, Jon ducks under, and takes Steele down with a side headlock takeover. Jon looks around to the crowd who is starting to get back into the match... Jon climbs halfway up the ladder very gingerly.
BR: He's going to do it! He's going to grab that title!
MH: What a tick...
BR: What is he doing?
Rocks stops 3/4 up the ladder and turns around, back to the ladder. Rocks waits for Steele to get back to his feet... Rocks leaps... OPTIMIST TWIST!
BR: Diving European uppercut!
MH: That was incredible, but also very stupid!
BR: I agree, he could have had the match won there but Jon Rocks is all about entertaining the fans!
The uppercut rocks Steele backwards into the corner and it took a bit out of Jon Rocks as well. Jon, breathing heavily, pulls himself back up using the ladder for stability. One step, two steps, three steps, four steps, five steps, six steps... Jon reaches the top of the ladder and he reaches out to grab the IC Title... but he can't seem to get it unhooked.
MH: Steele's back to his feet... I don't know how but he is!
BR: And Steele with a burst of energy!
MH: Did someone sneak him a shot of Whiskey?
Steele finds a second wind and climbs the opposite side of the ladder as Jon. The two meet at the top of the ladder and begin trading blows back and forth. Left, right, left, right, every punch thrown by both men hitting it's mark! Steele grabs Jon's head and slams it into the top of the ladder causing Jon to fall backwards to the mat. Steele turns and leaps off the ladder...
BR: Flying elbow drop by Steele! And that most certainly connected! Steele has flipped the momentum in this match!
MH: Both men have been so close to grabbing that title, but Steele looks like he's on the offensive now!
Steele pulls himself back to his feet... Jon slowly getting back to his feet... Steele positions Jon... LAST CALL! NO! Jon counters into THE HARD PLACE!! NO!!! Steele quickly fights out and drops to the mat... GUILLOTINE CHOKE!!
BR: Steele's got that thing locked in pretty darn tight!
MH: He's tapping, Buddy! He's tapping! It's over! New Champ!
BR: He might be tapping, but the only way to win is to grab that Intercontinental title!
Steele wrenches the choke hold in as Jon Rocks looks like he's slowly slipping into unconsciousness. Steele lets go of the hold and tosses Jon to the side. He gets up and pokes fun at a few people in the front row as he points to the IC title.
MH: Damnit, this one would have been over if it were normal stipulations! This is a travesty!
BR: Absolutely! But I think Steele taking too much time here pandering to the crowd…
MH: Climb the damn ladder, Steele!
Rocks grimaces in pain but pulls himself up using the ropes. Steele turns around and charges at him, but Jon is able to duck and he pulls the top rope down, sending Steele flying over the top and to the outside. Rocks' sudden adrenaline rush subsides, however, and he drops back to the mat. He crawls over to the ladder and tries to set it up from his knees.
MH: That ladder looks as wobbly as Jon's knees!
BR: Come on, Jon!
MH: Um, aren't we supposed to be unbiased?
BR: Did YOU of all people just say that?
The ladder wobbles until it finally settles. By this time, however, Steele has regained his bearings and feigns injury as he watches Jon Rocks slowly ascend the ladder. As Jon is reaching for the title, Steele quickly dives back into the ring and grabs the ladder, rocking it back and forth as if to tease him first Jon looks down at him, clutching onto the ladder for dear life. Steele smiles at him evilly, blood gushing out of his mouth as he does…and he waves at him as if to say goodbye.
BR: My God! My God! Don’t do it! For God’s sake don’t do it!
MH: Bombs awaaaaaaaaayyyyyyy!!!
Joe pushes the ladder with all his might, and Jon flies over the top rope, sails over the padded concrete floor below, and crashes into the Spanish announce table with a vengeance. Monitors, wires, papers, clipboards, and splinters of wood fly everywhere. The crowd gasps as the camera zooms in on a bloodied Jon Rocks lying motionless in the midst of the carnage, tangled in wires.
BR: The Hero of Apex has been destroyed here tonight and we need to get some doctors out here!
MH: YES! YES! YES!
BR: I'm not kidding, we need medical attention out here! Did you see the way his knee hit that monitor?
Steele smirks as the crowd breaks out into chants.
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Steele wipes away his sweat, spits out a mouthful of blood as he admires the destruction he’s just caused. The crowd is chanting “holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!” which only adds to Steele's amusement. He arrogantly picks up the ladder and slowly sets it up in the center of the ring, allowing the throngs of fans in the crowd to soak in their hatred for him. He climbs one step at a time, and with each step he stops to mock the crowd and admire the fallen champion.
MH: He's going to do it! We're going to have a new Intercontinental champion!
BR: Come on Jon, get up!
Rocks starts to slowly regaining his consciousness and he slowly begins to fight to his feet. Rocks has to wrestle with the wires that are bound to his arms, legs, and ankles. Back in the ring, Steele doesn’t notice him stirring…he’s too busy mocking the crowd. Steele finally reaches the top of the ladder and outstretches his arms to grab ahold of the I.C. title when suddenly...
BR: ROCKS IS UP! MY GOD HOW DID HE DO IT?!
…the ladder disappears from beneath his feet as Jon Rocks has willed his way back into the ring and knocked it out from under him.
BR: And Joseph Steele is just hanging by the very title that this war has been waged for.
MH: Pull it down, Steele! Pull... it... down!
BR: Steele's suspended high above the ring, hanging by his hopes and dreams of becoming the Intercontinental Champion!
And now it is Jon, staring up at him and waving, as if to mock him. Steele is furious, his red turning a shade of red deep enough to match the blood rapidly flowing out of his nostrils and down his chin. He begins furiously kicking as he dangles, as if he is conflicted – he wants the title but he also wants to get at Rocks. The crowd is on their feet as Jon begins to set up the ladder next to Steele, but far enough away that Steele can’t reach it.
BR: I don't know what he's going to do but I have a feeling we’re about to see something big!
MH: Hang on, Steele! Hang on!
BR: But if Steele falls to the mat with that IC title he'll be the new champion!
MH: He also might be dead if that happens.
Rocks climbs to the very top of the ladder, now eye level with Steele. Jon smiles at Steele, mocking him… Steele begins cursing him through his blood stained teeth, and swinging back and forth from the chain that hangs the title from the ceiling. As he gets closer to Jon he begins kicking wildly…but he can’t quite reach him.
BR: This is gonna be bad!
Rocks grabs steels legs and pulls him in close. Steele knocks Rocks in the nose and wraps his legs around the head of Jon and pulls him off the ladder!
MH: Oh my god! Rocks is suspended only by the legs of Steele!
The extra weight causes the title to snap loose and both men fall to the ground in a horrendous display. Both men are out cold.
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner and NNNNEEEEWWWWW AWS Intercontinental champion... JOSEPH STEELE!
WINNER: JOSEPH STEELE (NEW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION)
BR: Oh my god! Both men just fell! And here come the medics to lift these guys out of here for our main event!
MH: Yes! NEW Intercontinental champion!
BR: That was a hard fought battle. Steele may have gotten the shot as a gift by by god he earned it tonight! I'm receiving, yes, I'm receiving word that there's a disturbance in the back.
The screen cuts backstage to the Anarchy locker room to reveal Johnny Anomaly, Jake Adonis and Samuel Hyde all laid out on the floor unconscious. The locker room is a mess, chairs and tables thrown about, and no sign of the culprit.
BR: What in the hell?!? Someone get medical back there!
MH: Hyde's already been through the ringer in that Buried Alive match, I can't believe he's even alive!
BR: Someone's taken out the entire Anarchy before the main event!
MH: Yes! NEW Intercontinental champion!
BR: That was a hard fought battle. Steele may have gotten the shot as a gift by by god he earned it tonight! I'm receiving, yes, I'm receiving word that there's a disturbance in the back.
The screen cuts backstage to the Anarchy locker room to reveal Johnny Anomaly, Jake Adonis and Samuel Hyde all laid out on the floor unconscious. The locker room is a mess, chairs and tables thrown about, and no sign of the culprit.
BR: What in the hell?!? Someone get medical back there!
MH: Hyde's already been through the ringer in that Buried Alive match, I can't believe he's even alive!
BR: Someone's taken out the entire Anarchy before the main event!
MAIN EVENT
LORD VELVET VS LIAM MCALLISTER(C)
WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
You’ll Never Find Another Love Like Mine by Lou Rawls plays and Velvet makes his way out to the stage, this time unaccompanied by the women who usually flank him. He’s got a huge smile on his face, and does a hip gyration for the audience, which cheer loudly for him.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing the challenger, from Las Vegas, weighing in at 450 pounds, he is the 2015 Lord Of Ascension... BLACK MOTHERFUCKING VELVET!
BR: Here comes the big man!
MH: There is no way he can focus tonight after losing his mother earlier.
BR: Boy oh boy, what a time. I feel like it may make him more motivated and stronger.
MH: Well he earned this shot by winning the tournament and becoming the 2015 Lord Of Ascension...
"Money for Nothing" by Dire Straits hits over the sound system and the fans rise to their feet in anticipation of booing the champ. After a few moments, Liam McAllister walks out onto the ramp. Liam raises his hands high in the air as the boos cascade down on him before he lowers his hands causing pyro to pop off in the background. The champ is wearing a pair of black trunks trimmed in red, black knee pads, red kick pads and black boots for his ring attire tonight. McAllister proudly has the AWS World Heavyweight title strapped around his waist as he strolls to the ring.
RING ANNOUNCER: And introducing his opponent, from Manchester, England, weighing in at 210 pounds, he is the current AWS World Heavyweight champion... LIAM MCALLISTER!!!
BR: Here comes our deplorable champ...
MH: Oh hush. He got ambushed by Kodiak last week. It's not fair that he has to compete tonight.
BR: Really?
MH: Of course. There is no way that Liam is losing the title tonight. The underdog will come out on top!
BR: Underdog? Christ. I'm surprised that Liam hasn't hired a hitman to kill Velvet!
Velvet is waiting in the corner. Staring. Focused on the World champion as the champ climbs in the ring and hands the title to the referee who shows it to both men and holds it up in the air before handing it outside.
MH: I've got goosebumps already!
The referee does a quick pat down on Velvet then Liam and calls them to the center. Both men stand dead stoic as the bell sounds...
BR: And we are officially off!
Liam sets in his feet and holds out his hands ready to lock up. Velvet cranks his neck and then... charges! Velvet storms and practically runs over Liam with a tackle. Velvet is sitting on top of Liam and starts pummeling him.
MH: Velvet is fired up tonight!
Liam rolls away and kips up. Liam goes for a stiff kick to the side of the head but Velvet catches the foot and spins it around into an ankle lock. Velvet starts cranking but Liam reaches the rope causing the break.
BR: Velvet is on Liam tonight.
MH: It's the biggest opportunity that miserable motherless pig will get.
BR: Oh fuck you Michael. That was low.
Liam hits a few good hard rights but Velvet blocks the third and converts it into a rear wrist lock. Velvet takes his other arm and wraps it around the neck of Liam. Liam stomps the toe of Lord Velvet and then hits a back elbow. Then another. Liam bounces off the ropes and hits a spinning elbow on Velvet to knock him on his ass.
MH: Liam with a bit of offense here.
Liam swings with a murderous swinging kick towards Velvets head but he leans back to avoid it. Velvet Punches Liam in the gut and then hits a big neckbreaker after springing to his feet.Velvet hits a series of stomps on Liam. Velvet lifts Liam up off the ground and nails a classic suplex. Velvet covers.
O-KICKOUT!
BR: Almost immediate kickout by the World champ...
Velvet lifts Liam by the head and whips him into the corner. Velvet hits a series of chops followed up with a few stiff knee shots to the ribs.
MH: Lord Velvet in firm control here so far.
BR: I don't think Liam expected such competition.
Velvet stands on the second rope and punches Liam in the head as the crowd starts to count along...
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Five!
Six!
Seven!
Eight!
Nine!
Ten!
MH: These fans can count to ten? Amazing!
Velvet smirks and jumps on to the shoulders of Liam. Frankensteiner!
BR: By gawd almighty! Frankensteiner on the big man! What athleticism!
Liam slams in the middle of the ring. Lord Velvet hooks the leg.
One...KICKOUT!
Velvet picks up Liam and nails a massive pumphandle slam. Lord Velvet runs over to the ropes and climbs to the top turnbuckle.
MH: Oh no... this isn't good for anyone!
Velvet leaps and nails a huge JUPITERSAULT!
MH: Moonsault!
BR: No! That's a Jupitersault! He's too big for a moonsault!
MH: That move should be illegal!
BR: Velvet hooks the leg!
One...
Two-KICKOUT!
MH: Solid two!
The crowd starts to go nuts as Black Velvet lifts Liam off the ground. Velvet hoists Liam onto his shoulders.
BR: Velvet is looking for the KING SIZE CRUSH!
MH: No!
Liam slipped out backwards and reverses it into a neckbreaker on Velvet.
BR: Good ring presence there by Liam. That could have been the end of his five month reign.
Liam stomps on Velvet a few times and charges the ropes. Velvet starts to get up but Liam comes flying with a diving dropkick sending Velvet sliding under the rope tot he outside. Liam jumps to the top turnbuckle as Velvet is getting up. Liam leaps with a huge diving cross body!
MH: In the air!
Liam nails the cross body and Velvet stumbles backwards into the barrier which breaks and falls backwards!
BR: Good lord! The barrier just broke!
The referee begins to count.
One...
Two...
Three...
Liam starts to climb to his feet.
MH: If this ends in a count out Liam will still be champion.
BR: That's right, the title can only change hands via pinfall or submission.
Four...
Five...
Liam is up and he notices Velvet on his knees trying to get up. Liam rears back and nails a STARDOM STRIKE!
MH: Startome Strike superkick!
Velvet flops backwards as the referee continues to count.
Six...
Liam jogs and slides back into the ring.
BR: Oh great... this is how Liam wants to win? Really? What a champion we have ladies and gentleman.
Seven...
Eight...
Velvet springs up and begins to sprint towards the ring.
Nine...
MH: He isn't gonna make it!
Te-NO! Velvet slides in the ring!
BR: Wow! That was close!
MH: That was ten! Ring the bell! Damnit!
Liam shakes his head and punts the head of Velvet as he gets up. Liam whips Velvet into the ropes and hits a big hip toss. Liam grabs the leg of Velvet and locks in a half-Boston crab.
BR: Liam may be trying to weaken up Velvet for his Liam Lock.
Velvet claws his way over to the rope and grabs hold. The referee begins to count, but Velvet flips over and kicks Liam off. Velvet gets up and charges Liam and they lock up. Velvet tries to suplex Liam, but Liam hooks the leg with his own and blocks it.
MH: Both men want the World title more than anything.
Liam wrenches around and gets Velvet into a big headlock and punches Lord Velvet in the head several times. Liam runs towards the corner with the headlock still in, he uses his feet to climb the corner and hits a spinning tornado bulldog on Velvet!
BR: This Liam is sure impressive, I hate to admit.
Liam covers Velvet.
One...KICKOUT!
Liam gets up bringing Velvet with him. Liam nails a world class Russian leg sweep. Liam picks up Velvet and whips him into the ropes. Liam nails a big dropkick on the return.
MH: Now Liam is getting this match under control!
Liam goes to the legs of Velvet and grabs the legs... looking for the LIAM LOCK but Velvet kicks Liam away again.
BR: Liam's going to have to soften Velvet up a bit more to get that Liam lock in.
MH: Look at him, could he be any more soft?
Like a strike of lightening Liam nails another STARDOM STRIKE superkick. Velvet falls backwards. Liam hooks both legs.
BR: He's got the tights! He's got a handful of tights!
MH: That might be blubber.
One...
Two...
KICKOUT!
Liam clears the hair from his face as he looks around trying to come up with a gameplan to put Velvet away.
BR: Two count despite Liam's blatant cheating.
Liam walks over to the corner and begins to untie the top turnbuckle cover as the referee begins to argue with him.
MH: Velvet is up!
Velvet charges at Liam! Liam notices the charge and slides out of the ring.
BR: Coward!
MH: Genius!
Velvet slides out of the ring as Liam runs from Lord Velvet. Liam rolls back in the ring and Velvet follows.
BR: A game of cat and mouse here.
Liam hits the mat and slides back out the other side and takes off again. Velvet rolls out of the ring to follow. Once again Velvet is chasing Liam around outside of the ring.
MH: This is actually smart. Liam is in better shape than Velvet. The longer this match goes on the more it favors Liam. I'd say it is a great strategy to make Velvet waste his energy.
Finally Liam rolls back into the ring followed closely by Velvet. Liam charges the ropes and hops over. No! Liam hangs on to the top rope with both hands and swings around ramming his feet into the chest of Velvet in the ring. Liam bounces off the top rope and lands on the shoulders of Velvet. Liam nails a hurricanrana into a pin!
BR: Cover!
One...
Two...
TH-KICKOUT!
MH: Oh!
BR: I gotta admit that was good on the part of Liam.
Both men roll away from each other as Velvet nails a big lariat. Velvet walks over to Liam as Liam wraps his legs around Velvet and turns it into a roll up school boy pin. When the referee hits the mat Liam moves his legs to the second rope.
One...
Two...
THRE-KICKOUT!
Liam smacks the mat with a bit of frustration.
MH: Nearly had him!
BR: Liam had illegal leverage on the ropes! This guy is such scum.
Both men lock up and after a clubbing blow Velvet slips behind and nails a huge German suplex. The crowd explodes. Without letting go Velvet lifts up Liam's dead weight and nails another German suplex!
MH: Two in a row!
Velvet keeps his arms wrapped around Liam and hoists Liam up again. He hits a third German suplex! No! On the release German suplex Liam flips and lands on his feet!
BR: What!?
Velvet turns around and eats yet another STARDOM STRIKE and falls to the ground. Liam climbs the turnbuckle and leaps... DIRE STRAITS!
MH: Dire straits! Dire straits!
Liam nails it perfectly and hooks the leg.
One...
Two...
THREE-NO! KICKOUT!
BR: Two! Two! Two! Two! Two!
MH: Oh my god!
Liam rolls off of Velvet and takes a moment to breathe...
BR: Both of these men are giving everything they have...
Liam signals for the end and pulls Velvet to the center of the ring. Liam wraps up the legs and locks in a LIAM LOCK!
MH: There's Liam's patented Texas Cloverleaf!
Liam cinches it in tight. The referee is asking if Velvet wants to quit...
NO!
After a few minutes the crowd starts to chant...
LET'S GO VEL-VET *CLAP CLAP - CLAP CLAP CLAP* LET'S GO VEL-VET
BR: These fans are trying to rally Black Velvet!
Velvet tries to crawl to the edge of the ring using the considerable strength of his upper body. He crawls... inch by inch, he is just millimeters away from the ropes...
MH: Tap! Tap!
Liam releases the hold and drags Velvet to the center of the ring and cinches it in again! Velvet screams in pain.
BR: Oh no! That's not good for Velvet. He was about to reach the ropes and now Liam has drug him out to the center of the ring and re-applied the Liam Lock!
Velvet tries to drag himself but he just cant. Liam is screaming "Tap! Tap! Tap!" Velvet seems to be fading...
MH: This one is done! Call it!
BR: I think this may be the end for Velvet...
The referee checks on Velvet and shakes his arm around... he lifts it to the air and drops the arm...
One...
MH: Two more drops of the arm and this one is done!
The referee lifts the arm of Velvet and shakes it around a bit... it's still limp. He drops the arm... thud.
TWO!
BR: If Velvet can't answer the third attempt he will officially submit to Liam.
Liam is smiling as the referee grabs the arm of Velvet. He lifts it high in the air. The referee shakes the arm around... it is still limp. The referee drops the arm...
NO!
Velvet's arm gets stiff as the crowd goes absolutely fucking nuts. Velvet pushes his torso off the ground in an astounding show of strength. He flips to his back and kicks Liam off. Liam comes back but Velvet sweeps the legs of Liam.
MH: How!?
BR: Velvet's still alive!
Liam kips up and charges Velvet. Velvet grabs Liam and hits a massive tilt-a-whirl slam! Velvet taunts and fires up the crowd! Velvet picks up Liam and hits a massive side slam. Velvet lifts Liam off the ground and headbutts him so hard that Liam stumbles backwards and falls on his ass.
MH: He is a man possessed!
Velvet lifts up Liam Velvet gets ready to hit the KING SIZE CRUSH... but Liam hooks his arm around Velvets head blocking the attempt! Kodiak Winters comes running down to the ring, chair in hand.
BR: There's Kodiak!
MH: Watch out Liam!
BR: This match better not end with a damn DQ.
The crowd goes nuts for Kodiak as he charges the ring with the chair.
MH: He's going to cost Liam the title!
BR: What goes around comes around!
Velvet pauses with Liam on his shoulders. Velvet gets a bit of a smirk on his face. Kodiak jumps on the apron and decks the referee who hits the ground.
MH: There goes the referee!
Kodiak rears back and smacks Velvet directly in the face, busting him wide open!
BR: What! Kodiak just busted Velvet in the face!
Liam smirks, crawls over and covers Velvet as Kodiak hops down.
The referee slowly rolls over and see's the cover. He starts the count.
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall and SSSSTTIIILLLLL AWS WORLD HEAVYWEIGTHT CHAMPION... LIAM MCALLISTER!
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing the challenger, from Las Vegas, weighing in at 450 pounds, he is the 2015 Lord Of Ascension... BLACK MOTHERFUCKING VELVET!
BR: Here comes the big man!
MH: There is no way he can focus tonight after losing his mother earlier.
BR: Boy oh boy, what a time. I feel like it may make him more motivated and stronger.
MH: Well he earned this shot by winning the tournament and becoming the 2015 Lord Of Ascension...
"Money for Nothing" by Dire Straits hits over the sound system and the fans rise to their feet in anticipation of booing the champ. After a few moments, Liam McAllister walks out onto the ramp. Liam raises his hands high in the air as the boos cascade down on him before he lowers his hands causing pyro to pop off in the background. The champ is wearing a pair of black trunks trimmed in red, black knee pads, red kick pads and black boots for his ring attire tonight. McAllister proudly has the AWS World Heavyweight title strapped around his waist as he strolls to the ring.
RING ANNOUNCER: And introducing his opponent, from Manchester, England, weighing in at 210 pounds, he is the current AWS World Heavyweight champion... LIAM MCALLISTER!!!
BR: Here comes our deplorable champ...
MH: Oh hush. He got ambushed by Kodiak last week. It's not fair that he has to compete tonight.
BR: Really?
MH: Of course. There is no way that Liam is losing the title tonight. The underdog will come out on top!
BR: Underdog? Christ. I'm surprised that Liam hasn't hired a hitman to kill Velvet!
Velvet is waiting in the corner. Staring. Focused on the World champion as the champ climbs in the ring and hands the title to the referee who shows it to both men and holds it up in the air before handing it outside.
MH: I've got goosebumps already!
The referee does a quick pat down on Velvet then Liam and calls them to the center. Both men stand dead stoic as the bell sounds...
BR: And we are officially off!
Liam sets in his feet and holds out his hands ready to lock up. Velvet cranks his neck and then... charges! Velvet storms and practically runs over Liam with a tackle. Velvet is sitting on top of Liam and starts pummeling him.
MH: Velvet is fired up tonight!
Liam rolls away and kips up. Liam goes for a stiff kick to the side of the head but Velvet catches the foot and spins it around into an ankle lock. Velvet starts cranking but Liam reaches the rope causing the break.
BR: Velvet is on Liam tonight.
MH: It's the biggest opportunity that miserable motherless pig will get.
BR: Oh fuck you Michael. That was low.
Liam hits a few good hard rights but Velvet blocks the third and converts it into a rear wrist lock. Velvet takes his other arm and wraps it around the neck of Liam. Liam stomps the toe of Lord Velvet and then hits a back elbow. Then another. Liam bounces off the ropes and hits a spinning elbow on Velvet to knock him on his ass.
MH: Liam with a bit of offense here.
Liam swings with a murderous swinging kick towards Velvets head but he leans back to avoid it. Velvet Punches Liam in the gut and then hits a big neckbreaker after springing to his feet.Velvet hits a series of stomps on Liam. Velvet lifts Liam up off the ground and nails a classic suplex. Velvet covers.
O-KICKOUT!
BR: Almost immediate kickout by the World champ...
Velvet lifts Liam by the head and whips him into the corner. Velvet hits a series of chops followed up with a few stiff knee shots to the ribs.
MH: Lord Velvet in firm control here so far.
BR: I don't think Liam expected such competition.
Velvet stands on the second rope and punches Liam in the head as the crowd starts to count along...
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Five!
Six!
Seven!
Eight!
Nine!
Ten!
MH: These fans can count to ten? Amazing!
Velvet smirks and jumps on to the shoulders of Liam. Frankensteiner!
BR: By gawd almighty! Frankensteiner on the big man! What athleticism!
Liam slams in the middle of the ring. Lord Velvet hooks the leg.
One...KICKOUT!
Velvet picks up Liam and nails a massive pumphandle slam. Lord Velvet runs over to the ropes and climbs to the top turnbuckle.
MH: Oh no... this isn't good for anyone!
Velvet leaps and nails a huge JUPITERSAULT!
MH: Moonsault!
BR: No! That's a Jupitersault! He's too big for a moonsault!
MH: That move should be illegal!
BR: Velvet hooks the leg!
One...
Two-KICKOUT!
MH: Solid two!
The crowd starts to go nuts as Black Velvet lifts Liam off the ground. Velvet hoists Liam onto his shoulders.
BR: Velvet is looking for the KING SIZE CRUSH!
MH: No!
Liam slipped out backwards and reverses it into a neckbreaker on Velvet.
BR: Good ring presence there by Liam. That could have been the end of his five month reign.
Liam stomps on Velvet a few times and charges the ropes. Velvet starts to get up but Liam comes flying with a diving dropkick sending Velvet sliding under the rope tot he outside. Liam jumps to the top turnbuckle as Velvet is getting up. Liam leaps with a huge diving cross body!
MH: In the air!
Liam nails the cross body and Velvet stumbles backwards into the barrier which breaks and falls backwards!
BR: Good lord! The barrier just broke!
The referee begins to count.
One...
Two...
Three...
Liam starts to climb to his feet.
MH: If this ends in a count out Liam will still be champion.
BR: That's right, the title can only change hands via pinfall or submission.
Four...
Five...
Liam is up and he notices Velvet on his knees trying to get up. Liam rears back and nails a STARDOM STRIKE!
MH: Startome Strike superkick!
Velvet flops backwards as the referee continues to count.
Six...
Liam jogs and slides back into the ring.
BR: Oh great... this is how Liam wants to win? Really? What a champion we have ladies and gentleman.
Seven...
Eight...
Velvet springs up and begins to sprint towards the ring.
Nine...
MH: He isn't gonna make it!
Te-NO! Velvet slides in the ring!
BR: Wow! That was close!
MH: That was ten! Ring the bell! Damnit!
Liam shakes his head and punts the head of Velvet as he gets up. Liam whips Velvet into the ropes and hits a big hip toss. Liam grabs the leg of Velvet and locks in a half-Boston crab.
BR: Liam may be trying to weaken up Velvet for his Liam Lock.
Velvet claws his way over to the rope and grabs hold. The referee begins to count, but Velvet flips over and kicks Liam off. Velvet gets up and charges Liam and they lock up. Velvet tries to suplex Liam, but Liam hooks the leg with his own and blocks it.
MH: Both men want the World title more than anything.
Liam wrenches around and gets Velvet into a big headlock and punches Lord Velvet in the head several times. Liam runs towards the corner with the headlock still in, he uses his feet to climb the corner and hits a spinning tornado bulldog on Velvet!
BR: This Liam is sure impressive, I hate to admit.
Liam covers Velvet.
One...KICKOUT!
Liam gets up bringing Velvet with him. Liam nails a world class Russian leg sweep. Liam picks up Velvet and whips him into the ropes. Liam nails a big dropkick on the return.
MH: Now Liam is getting this match under control!
Liam goes to the legs of Velvet and grabs the legs... looking for the LIAM LOCK but Velvet kicks Liam away again.
BR: Liam's going to have to soften Velvet up a bit more to get that Liam lock in.
MH: Look at him, could he be any more soft?
Like a strike of lightening Liam nails another STARDOM STRIKE superkick. Velvet falls backwards. Liam hooks both legs.
BR: He's got the tights! He's got a handful of tights!
MH: That might be blubber.
One...
Two...
KICKOUT!
Liam clears the hair from his face as he looks around trying to come up with a gameplan to put Velvet away.
BR: Two count despite Liam's blatant cheating.
Liam walks over to the corner and begins to untie the top turnbuckle cover as the referee begins to argue with him.
MH: Velvet is up!
Velvet charges at Liam! Liam notices the charge and slides out of the ring.
BR: Coward!
MH: Genius!
Velvet slides out of the ring as Liam runs from Lord Velvet. Liam rolls back in the ring and Velvet follows.
BR: A game of cat and mouse here.
Liam hits the mat and slides back out the other side and takes off again. Velvet rolls out of the ring to follow. Once again Velvet is chasing Liam around outside of the ring.
MH: This is actually smart. Liam is in better shape than Velvet. The longer this match goes on the more it favors Liam. I'd say it is a great strategy to make Velvet waste his energy.
Finally Liam rolls back into the ring followed closely by Velvet. Liam charges the ropes and hops over. No! Liam hangs on to the top rope with both hands and swings around ramming his feet into the chest of Velvet in the ring. Liam bounces off the top rope and lands on the shoulders of Velvet. Liam nails a hurricanrana into a pin!
BR: Cover!
One...
Two...
TH-KICKOUT!
MH: Oh!
BR: I gotta admit that was good on the part of Liam.
Both men roll away from each other as Velvet nails a big lariat. Velvet walks over to Liam as Liam wraps his legs around Velvet and turns it into a roll up school boy pin. When the referee hits the mat Liam moves his legs to the second rope.
One...
Two...
THRE-KICKOUT!
Liam smacks the mat with a bit of frustration.
MH: Nearly had him!
BR: Liam had illegal leverage on the ropes! This guy is such scum.
Both men lock up and after a clubbing blow Velvet slips behind and nails a huge German suplex. The crowd explodes. Without letting go Velvet lifts up Liam's dead weight and nails another German suplex!
MH: Two in a row!
Velvet keeps his arms wrapped around Liam and hoists Liam up again. He hits a third German suplex! No! On the release German suplex Liam flips and lands on his feet!
BR: What!?
Velvet turns around and eats yet another STARDOM STRIKE and falls to the ground. Liam climbs the turnbuckle and leaps... DIRE STRAITS!
MH: Dire straits! Dire straits!
Liam nails it perfectly and hooks the leg.
One...
Two...
THREE-NO! KICKOUT!
BR: Two! Two! Two! Two! Two!
MH: Oh my god!
Liam rolls off of Velvet and takes a moment to breathe...
BR: Both of these men are giving everything they have...
Liam signals for the end and pulls Velvet to the center of the ring. Liam wraps up the legs and locks in a LIAM LOCK!
MH: There's Liam's patented Texas Cloverleaf!
Liam cinches it in tight. The referee is asking if Velvet wants to quit...
NO!
After a few minutes the crowd starts to chant...
LET'S GO VEL-VET *CLAP CLAP - CLAP CLAP CLAP* LET'S GO VEL-VET
BR: These fans are trying to rally Black Velvet!
Velvet tries to crawl to the edge of the ring using the considerable strength of his upper body. He crawls... inch by inch, he is just millimeters away from the ropes...
MH: Tap! Tap!
Liam releases the hold and drags Velvet to the center of the ring and cinches it in again! Velvet screams in pain.
BR: Oh no! That's not good for Velvet. He was about to reach the ropes and now Liam has drug him out to the center of the ring and re-applied the Liam Lock!
Velvet tries to drag himself but he just cant. Liam is screaming "Tap! Tap! Tap!" Velvet seems to be fading...
MH: This one is done! Call it!
BR: I think this may be the end for Velvet...
The referee checks on Velvet and shakes his arm around... he lifts it to the air and drops the arm...
One...
MH: Two more drops of the arm and this one is done!
The referee lifts the arm of Velvet and shakes it around a bit... it's still limp. He drops the arm... thud.
TWO!
BR: If Velvet can't answer the third attempt he will officially submit to Liam.
Liam is smiling as the referee grabs the arm of Velvet. He lifts it high in the air. The referee shakes the arm around... it is still limp. The referee drops the arm...
NO!
Velvet's arm gets stiff as the crowd goes absolutely fucking nuts. Velvet pushes his torso off the ground in an astounding show of strength. He flips to his back and kicks Liam off. Liam comes back but Velvet sweeps the legs of Liam.
MH: How!?
BR: Velvet's still alive!
Liam kips up and charges Velvet. Velvet grabs Liam and hits a massive tilt-a-whirl slam! Velvet taunts and fires up the crowd! Velvet picks up Liam and hits a massive side slam. Velvet lifts Liam off the ground and headbutts him so hard that Liam stumbles backwards and falls on his ass.
MH: He is a man possessed!
Velvet lifts up Liam Velvet gets ready to hit the KING SIZE CRUSH... but Liam hooks his arm around Velvets head blocking the attempt! Kodiak Winters comes running down to the ring, chair in hand.
BR: There's Kodiak!
MH: Watch out Liam!
BR: This match better not end with a damn DQ.
The crowd goes nuts for Kodiak as he charges the ring with the chair.
MH: He's going to cost Liam the title!
BR: What goes around comes around!
Velvet pauses with Liam on his shoulders. Velvet gets a bit of a smirk on his face. Kodiak jumps on the apron and decks the referee who hits the ground.
MH: There goes the referee!
Kodiak rears back and smacks Velvet directly in the face, busting him wide open!
BR: What! Kodiak just busted Velvet in the face!
Liam smirks, crawls over and covers Velvet as Kodiak hops down.
The referee slowly rolls over and see's the cover. He starts the count.
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall and SSSSTTIIILLLLL AWS WORLD HEAVYWEIGTHT CHAMPION... LIAM MCALLISTER!
WINNER: LIAM MCALLISTER (STILL WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION)
BR: God no!
MH: Yes! Yes!
BR: Velvet just got damn screwed by Kodiak!
Kodiak helps Liam off the ground and places the World title on his shoulder as they hug!
MH: Ha!
BR: It was a setup the whole damn time!
Kodiak helps Liam out of the ring as Velvet comes to in the ring. Velvet realizes what has happened and his heart sinks.
Liam grabs a microphone on the way up to the ramp and looks back at Velvet and says.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Aww... is the little fat black baby sad? WHY DON'T YOU GO CRY TO YOUR MOMMA!
Liam makes an innocent "oops" face and drops the microphone as the camera shows Velvet visibly shaken in the ring. The camera cuts back to Liam who is now on the top of Kodiak's shoulders holding the title high as the camera fades out...
MH: Yes! Yes!
BR: Velvet just got damn screwed by Kodiak!
Kodiak helps Liam off the ground and places the World title on his shoulder as they hug!
MH: Ha!
BR: It was a setup the whole damn time!
Kodiak helps Liam out of the ring as Velvet comes to in the ring. Velvet realizes what has happened and his heart sinks.
Liam grabs a microphone on the way up to the ramp and looks back at Velvet and says.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Aww... is the little fat black baby sad? WHY DON'T YOU GO CRY TO YOUR MOMMA!
Liam makes an innocent "oops" face and drops the microphone as the camera shows Velvet visibly shaken in the ring. The camera cuts back to Liam who is now on the top of Kodiak's shoulders holding the title high as the camera fades out...