Duff
08-08-2007, 02:19 AM
Attendance: 500
Alabama previous: 478
Daniel: Welcome ladies and Gentlemen to TNT, in a venue different to that billed following the tornado strike on the Enterprise High School on march 1st this year. In light of that, we are emanating from the Enterprise Community College instead.
Max: and tonight we try to return to some snese of normailty following the tumultuous few weeks we've had.
Daniel: Right you are, and we're going to kick that off right now with a match that may go a long way to determining the number one contender for the God of Live title, currently held by Twizted, in the first of several historic matches tonight.
Daniel: Not just the main event this week is going to create some history....
Max: The main event is historic?
Daniel: (Ignoring) But this match as well! This is the first ever of the “Impress” series where a winner si not determined by who is actually the one to get the pinfall, but rather whoever can impress the allotted judge!
Max: He has to impress The Judge?
Daniel, no not the Judge.. a judge.. Someone allocated.
Max: And who is Alloy-micated this week..
Daniel: Why it’s the God of Live...
They are interrupted By The music of Twizted.Twizted enters the ring and demands the microphone from Mina Henderson. He snatches it from her grip and taps it several times, causing loud feedback to echo through the building.
Twizted: The following contest is all about impressing me. Two men in this match, namely MVP and Jeremiah Ranks have already proven to be so unimpressive, I am refusing to let them come out.
Daniel: What an ass, just banning the two biggest stars from the match!
Max: Who said they’re the biggest stars, what about hat Montana kid? He’s big.
Daniel: You’re kidding right?
Twizted: They have lost their shot at meeting me for the God of Live title. Anyways, now coming to the ring, Justin Dreamer, Sky Ryder and Jak Montoya, you monkeys better get out here now if you want a chance at my gold.
Suddenly the three men emerge from the back without music playing, as they look at Twizted, then Dreamer hits Sky Ryder from behind with a forearm shot knocking him into Montoya. The three men exchange blows on the stage while Twizted looks on from the ring with amusement. The three continue to punch, chop and strike away at each other until Sky Ryder screams for them to stop. They all turn and see Twizted and make a dash for the ring. The God of Live flees the ring and takes his place behind the announce table, putting on a headset.
Max: Welcome Twizted!
Twizted: Might like to say it’s a pleasure being here.
Daniel: Well, why don’t you.
Twizted: Because it’s a pleasure being anywhere that I am!
Sky Ryder makes the ring first, then Montoya, then Dreamer. Montoya and Ryder stop at the other side to stare down Twizted. Dreamer takes advantage hitting Montoya with a huge boot to the back of the head knocking him from out of the ring. He then turns into a hiptoss from Sky Ryder.
Sky Ryder runs off the ropes and hits a swinging neckbreaker, then drops for a pin…
One…
Two…
Montoya breaks the pin up with a diving elbow to the back of the head.
Daniel: Close one there, however a pinfall isn’t going to really do it necessarily.
Max: So, are you excited about this history making job you’ve been given?
Twizted: History is second nature to me, I break it all the time!
Sky Ryder gets up slowly as Montoya hits a boot to the left knee. He whips Sky Ryder into the corner then tells Dreamer to go get him. Dreamer responds by flooring Montoya with a heavy right hand then charging at Sky Ryder who catches him with a drop toe hold sending him face first into the middle turnbuckle. Montoya comes running in as Sky Ryder moves out of the way, and knees Dreamer in the back of the head.
Daniel: Sky Ryder and Justin Dreamer are both double teaming The newcomer, Montoya.
Max: Montana, Jak Montana!
Daniel: shut up, it isn’t!
Max: IS IS IS!!!
Daniel: Anyway, Twizted, double teaming, is that at all impressive in your books are you going to mark Dreamer and Ryder up for it or Jak for being the on to sustain the beating?
Twizted: Hardly anything Justin Dreamer does is impressive, so I doubt that.
Montoya turns right into a drop kick from Sky Ryder who then looks down at the fallen Dreamer and steps through the ropes to the ring aprons. He slingshots back in with an elbow drop to the back of the head of Dreamer. He gets up and finds himself hit with a quick snap DDT from Montoya who signals his desire to go up top. Montoya flies off the top rope looking for a Swanton, but Dreamer catches him and tombstones him to the mat below as Twizted holds back a gasp. Before Dreamer can follow up Sky Ryder runs up the corner to hit a whisper in the wind as Twizted again tries to feign disinterest.
Daniel: I saw that! You were impressed by Dreamers Reversal of The Swanton into a Tombstone Piledriver!!
Twizted: Meh, it was okay I guess...
Daniel: Oh, this is so biased it isn’t even funny!
Sky Ryder does not go for the cover this time, as Twizted had admonished the referee for trying to make a count the last time. Instead he heads back up top again but this time, Dreamer picks up Montoya and powerbombs him into Sky Ryder, crotching him up top, Montoya lands hard and bounces towards the center of the ring. Dreamer climbs up in the corner and fires away on Sky Ryder. He then brings him down with a top rope DDT, an elevated Extreme Drop as Sky Ryder hits the mat with a thud to the horror of the crowd.
Max: Oh, crap on a stick! That had to have hurt so badly!
Daniel: Even the crowd is cringing at that... Everyone one is... Or should be (Looks at Twisted)
Twizted: I really don’t know what you’re on about, Daniel. Dreamer hasn’t been impressive at all for his entire career, I don’t see how he’s going to start being impressive now!
Montoya gets up and charges at Dreamer, but stops suddenly, turns, Bullet from Barcoa! Dreamer falls to the mat as Montoya grabs his leg and looks to look in the Latino Leg lock! Dreamer fights the move, but Montoya gets it locked in the middle of the ring. Dreamer tries to get to the ropes, but Montoya turns the move and drags them from the ropes. Montoya looks up to realize he can see Twizted and asks “how jou like this?” Before he can get an answer Sky Ryder breaks the hold up with a soft kick as he tries to get his bearings.
Max: The New Hannah Montana Kid was about to give his chance at being impressive too with that leg lock thing. But Sky Ryder put a stop to that. Does that make Sky Impressive?
Twizted: May do! It may do!
Montoya gets up and goes to hit a right hand, but it gets block as Sky Ryder hits one of his own, then Montoya gets one, Ryder, Montoya, Ryder, Montoya, Ryder, Ryder ducks a right, whips Montoya into the corner, misses a dropkick as Montoya ducks the impact and hits a quick running elbow drop instead. He picks up Ryder and kicks him in the midsection, he sets him up for a piledriver, but Sky Ryder fights out and sets up the S-K-O, but Montoya reverses into a DDT, which Sky Ryder fights and starts to set up The Sky Lights, but he Montoya squirms out, Sky Ryder turns, Bullet from Barcoa sends Sky Ryder into a waiting Dreamer who hits him with Dream Street! Montoya laughs at the fallen Sky Ryder, letting Dreamer hit him with a hard kick to the midsection, followed by his own trip to Dream Street! Twizted gets up and grabs a microphone from the table as he takes off his head set.
Max: Wait, where’s he going?
Twisted brings up a microphone to his mouth.
Twizted: Stop this spot fest this instant! This match has gone on 9 minutes and 35 seconds, or better put, dragged for 9 minutes and 35 seconds too long. I have made my choice, the man who impressed me the most this match was…Sky Ryder!
Daniel: What? He cannot even move in that ring. Dreamer is the only one standing, he looked dominant in a short contest.
Max: Yes, but look at him, he is still looking good. Sky Ryder is not moving, he will not be fully healed by the time his match with Twizted comes and he will be easy pickings with what is likely a concussion. A few kicks to the head and he will be out of it, great strategy employed by Twizted here tonight.
Daniel: It was a cheap, cowardly move at best and I am disgusted by it. Please, just go to a commercial so we can get over this farce.
The show moves backstage where Carlos and the members of royalty are having a conference in the royalty locker room.
Carlos: Things are looking very promising. I think we’re almost ready.
SiNN is spending his time on Live away from his resistance buddies and the other two… well, they’re set to implode when they face off in a few weeks. Things couldn’t look any better. All three members of the so called resistance are so caught up in their own things that they’ve actually forgotten the reason they came together in the first place. That gives us carte blanche.
And as for their so called leader, well that will soon be a thorn removed from our side.
JMC: Really? What have you got planned?
Don’t you concern yourself with that, leave that to me. Tonight will see a whole new direction to the resistance from everyone in that locker room.
The camera pans to the outside of the room, where Sophie Cassius is standing against the wall, ignoring the events unfolding beyond the door. She lets out a sigh, and turns to open the door and go inside, when she is stopped by a hand on her shoulder. She turns round instantly and braces to scream, but stops herself and has a look of puzzlement on her face.
Sophie: Can I help you?
Frederick Meyer III: Sorry if I’m stepping out of line, but it looks like you have something on your mind. Is everything ok?
Sophie: Yeah, I guess so. It’s just that…
Just then Sophie falls silent as the door to the locker room opens and JMC puts his head round the door.
JMC: I thought I heard voices. There you are, come on in, we’re just setting up to watch the show.
JMC looks beyond Sophie and sees Meyer.
JMC: Can I help you?
Meyer: Nope, was just making my way through and stopped to say hi to Sophie.
Meyer walks off camera and JMC’s gaze follows him, before he turns and holds the door open for Sophie who makes her way inside.
The show returns from commercial and we are backstage in the locker room. Tank is sitting doing some squats in preparation for his match against Phill Bennett later tonight. There is a knock on the door to the locker room and Johnny Bad Blood walks in. Tank glances over to see who it is before continuing with his workout.
Tank: Hey, what’s happening? Unlucky in your run out on Live, but I wouldn’t worry about it too much, SiNN is one of the top guys.
JBB: Yeah, I guess so. Anyway, I just wanted to check if you were ready for your match and to wish you good luck.
Tank: Thanks man, but I’m all set.
Jbb: Where’s Jokester? Has he not come to wish you luck?
Tank: Well, he’s uhh…
JBB: Why do you bother Tank? I mean the guy couldn’t even drop by to wish you luck before your match. It’s obvious he’s just using you to …..
JBB stops as a giggle is heard from the bathroom. JBB looks towards the door as it opens and out steps Jokester followed by Sexxie.
Tank: Like I was saying, he’s just in the bathroom.
JBB: Oh, just ignore what I said then. Anyway, if you need it, I got your back. Uhhh, I have to go.
JBB makes a hasty retreat from the locker room. Sexxie glances back over her shoulder into the bathroom.
Sexxie: You’re right, I’ve never seen one that big before.
Tank stops mid squat and looks over at her and Jokester, with an incredulous look on her face.
Sexxie: And it was so hairy too. Enough to have any girl screaming!
Tank splutters out a cough to try and hide his laughter.
Sexxie: I doubt I’ll be having any more of my relaxing baths on my own after that. I mean, imagine if there was a spider that big in my bath, I don’t know what I’d do.
Daniel: Ready for some Hardcore action Max?
Max: Wait, I thought this was a family program
Daniel: How many more times are you going to tell that joke
Max: I get to say it twice more
"Brain Stew" hits the speakers. Martin Cameron slowly and methodically walks toward the ring, his head bowed in almost prayer
Mina: The following contest is for the WPW Hardcore Championship! Introducing first…Martin Cameron!
Daniel: This dark and shady figure hasn’t quite made that impact yet
Max: Only a few weeks in. I expect big things from this guy
"Let it All Bleed Out" blasts through the arena. 2 just walks to the ring with a cocky smile. He doesn’t showboat or taunt, just walks to the ring, all business
Mina: And his opponent, the WPW Hardcore Champion…2!
Max: How many weeks for this guy now?
Daniel: I believe this is his fourth week in hardcore matches
Max: Wow. Talk about breaking that one week curse
2 enters the ring, reaches in his pocket, and pulls out a cigarette. He lights and takes a drag. Cameron just stays with his head bowed down. The referee approaches 2
Max: Cheapskate trying to bum a smoke
Daniel: Max, there’s no smoking in this building
And the ref tells 2 just that. 2 takes another drag, blowing smoke right in the face of the referee
Daniel: Oh come on, he just asked you not to smoke in here
The referee points his finger at 2, threatening him. 2 takes another drag, then puts his hands up, telling the ref he’ll stop
Daniel: Finally, some order restored
Max: Actually, I wanted to see the ref disqualify 2 in a no DQ Hardcore match
Daniel: He would have… the ref just… nevermind
2 flings the cigarette into the face of Cameron, hitting him in the eye. The scorching burn breaks Cameron’s concentration, causing him to clutch his face in pain. 2 takes advantage by pummeling on the neck of Martin with rights and lefts, sending Cameron to his stomach
Max: I guess all that prayer didn’t help him
Daniel: He had a cigarette burn in his eye, how could he not?
Max: Oh he’s fine. Look at him, he’s probably sleeping
Daniel: He’s wide awake
Max: Is he Daniel? Is he?
2 reaches under Cameron and tilts him back in a camel clutch, holding him by the chin. Cameron throws his arms out, punching at whatever he can find. After several shots to the head, stomach, and arms, 2 relinquishes the hold. Cameron crawls out of harms way, reaching outside the ring and under the mat
Daniel: Intense technical holds applied by 2 in past have won him these matches before
Max: Technique in a hardcore match. Who would have thought?
2 heads back over toward Cameron, grabbing at his shoulders. Cameron turns around, and blasts 2 with some sort of dusty powder he grabbed from under the ring. 2 stumbles back, blinded by the powder
Daniel: What a shot, shades of Mr. Fuji
Max: It’s an eye for an eye Daniel
2 cannot see, and is throwing punches wildly in the air. Cameron takes advantage, knocking 2 down with a leg trip. Both men stand back up quickly. 2, facing the wrong way, lunges at the ropes thinking that they’re Cameron, and bounces off to the ground
Max: He’s like a little drunk out there
Daniel: He better find some way to see again if he wants to stay in this
Cameron answers the stumble with a dropkick to the back. 2 goes down, but is aware enough to turn over to his stomach. Cameron exits the ring, and comes back with a steel chair
Daniel: Ok, say what you will about the cigarette, 2 could be blind out there
Max: So what perfect time to use a weapon against him?
Martin Cameron, as all wrestlers do given this perfect situation, bangs the chair against the ground to alert 2 he is near with a weapon
Max: Of course he does
Cameron swings the chair at 2, but 2 steps out of the way. Unfortunately, he steps the way closer to the chair, knocking him out cold
Daniel: 2 doesn’t know where he is out there
Max: You would think after so many hardcore matches he would be used to a chair shot
Daniel: Your body never gets used to a swing at the head
2 is lying on his back. Cameron sprints toward the ropes, jumps off, and connects with the April Fool’s Lionsault
Daniel: Wow, look at the athletic ability
Max: Twas quite a flip
2 quickly rolls out of the ring, collapsing on his stomach on the outside
Max: I think Cameron has the hardcore champ’s number tonight
2, still dazed and confused, starts sniffing around him. He smells the familiar smell of smoke. He can’t see from the blinding shot, and can smell smoke. The cigarette he threw away earlier is right at his face, surprisingly still lit. 2 pouts his lips, trying to take a drag. He finally gets to the cigarette and takes a drag
Max: One final smoke?
All of a sudden, like a Popeye cartoon come to life, 2 kips up off the ground. He opens his eyes clearly, finally about to see. He hops back in the ring, and charges at Cameron, knocking him down with a clothesline. When Cameron stands back up, 2 knocks him back down again
Daniel: I guess 2 found his spinach
2 beats at his chest, all fired up. When Cameron finally stands again, 2 connects with a 2Die4
Max: Nice move there by 2
Daniel: The almost Curtain Call like move has Cameron dazed
2 makes the cover
One…
Two…
Three…
Mina: Here is your winner…and STILL WPW Hardcore Champion…2!
Daniel: Spinach that comes in packs won this match tonight
Max: And the streak continues
We see Phill Bennett sitting backstage somewhat in a distraught mood. He is just walking around, not warming up for his match but merely stressfully walking in circles. Justin Dreamer walks up to him and looks at him with a slight confusion.
Phill: Problem?
Dreamer: You seem alittle more up your ass than usual.
Phill: Not that it’s any of your business but Becky has gone missing.
Dreamer: You know who did it.
Phill looks at Dreamer with anger in his eyes.
Dreamer: Don’t look at me, you better go look at your family tree for answers.
Phill: What are you talking about?
Dreamer: Jason is the man you are looking for.
Phill: No! Jason would not do that to me, I suggest you keep walking.
Dreamer: Whatever man, denial isn’t just a river in Egypt. My back hurts too much to deal with your shit anyways, time for shots.
Dreamer walks off and Phil stops walking in circles. And just looks towards the lockers.
Phill: Not Jason.
Phill just continues to look on in disbelief.
We come back to TNT to see Billy James and Jokester talking amongst themselves in the background about the good old days, Jokester says something about whoopee cushions and James says something about ladies of the night… The camera continues to move along and we see Scorch and The One playing Madden in their locker room… both in a heated battle, showing off their competitive nature. The One slaps Scorch’s controller and yells “Touch down” and then the camera continues to move through the locker rooms.
The camera now stops in front of Jamie Parker who is talking on the phone with someone….
Jamie: I don’t care how much good publicity it gives me, I am not going to sit there and teach any of those kids, I HATE kids! How do you think I’ll manage to teach them how to be as successful as The Duel Champion Jamie Parker? They can’t even figure out how not to be orphans!
The camera continues on through the locker room and stops now on Royalty’s lockeroom. We see JMC and Judge walking out and Royal Knight watching two weeks ago when Dust got destroyed and left hanging. RK looks a bit scared and fidgety.
Royal Knight: Please Don’t Lose…. Please Don’t Lose…. Please Don’t Lose….
As the fans continue to have a good giggle the camera again starts to go through the various locker rooms. Now it stops in front of a room where Jeremiah Ranks and Dust are seen arguing.
Jeremiah: Be prepared to be electrified!
Dust: Don’t Quote me just fear me!
Jeremiah: No! Be prepared to be electrified!
Dust: Do… not… Quote me… just fear me!
Dan Murph walks into the camera and looks stunned as the two men continue to rant on with their catchphrases.
Dan: Before I announce I am quitting again, can I say you guys are like a broken recond…
The both stop him and look at each other and look back hin and exclaim in unison…
BITCH!
The camera suddenly cuts off as we go back to Daniel and Max at ringside.
Max: So, where is Captain Kirk?
Daniel: Sorry, Max. You’ve lost me.
Max: Well, if I’m not very much mistaken, we’re here in the Starship Enterprise High School, Jim.
Daniel: Em…….that’s the Enterprise, Alabama, High School Gym. Nothing to do with Star Trek.
Max: So, I can tear up all my Klingon jokes then.
Daniel: Sooner the better, Max.
Anyway, here’s the next match, Jean Luc Picard versus the fourth member of the away team whose name we never get to know.
Max: The one in the green shirt with the faulty phaser?
Daniel: That’s the boy.
Mina: The next match is to be decided by one fall. First to the ring, hailing from the Bronx, New York, and weighing in at 285lbs, he is one half of Tokester and one half of Aftermath, he is, I suppose, the Mathster, Tank!!!!!!!!!!!!
Max: Hey! Whaddya know? Mina’s got her own gag writer now.
‘Stronger’ by Kanye West starts off as the hall turns black, then Tank appears as a firework lights up the stage. He points to the ring and starts to make his way down but halts in his tracks as the music switches to ‘Tank’ by The Stranglers.
Daniel: Oh, oh. That change of music suggests that Jokester is in the house.
Max: Lock up your underage daughters, your loose change and your slightly disgruntled tag team partners.
Tank stands, hands on hips, shaking his head before finally getting into the ring and awaiting his opponent.
Mina: his opponent, weighing in at 215lbs and hailing from Canterbury, England, he is the Extreme Submission Machine, Phill Bennett.
Blue smoke covers the entrance area as Phill emerges. ‘To Be Loved’ by Papa Roach replaces the Stranglers on the PA as Phill uses the ropes to flip into the ring. He climbs the turnbuckles and stares down the crowd before back somersaulting into the centre of the ring, narrowly avoiding referee Todd Franklin. Todd calls both men together for routine checks and instructions.
Max: You know, I’m not sure that Phill Bennett is really from Canterbury, England. I whistled the entire ‘Nine Feet Underground’ by Caravan for him and he just looked at me as if I was mad.
Daniel: And Caravan are????
Max: A band from Canterbury England.
Daniel: And Nine Feet Underground lasts for???
Max: 23 minutes. 25 if I elongate the guitar solos.
Daniel: And he called you mad?
Max: Yeah. Insulting, I think.
Daniel: But you’re not sure?
Max: No, but I am sure that this is going to be a great match which is starting…….now!
Ding Ding
Tank goes straight for Phill Bennett’s shoulders, forcing the smaller man to his knees, before bringing up his own knee to hit Bennett under the chin. He follows this up with a headbutt and finally a kick to the chest. Bennett goes flat and Tank covers.
1……..Bennett throws Tank off and shoulder charges him against the ropes. Tank clubs him on the back and Bennett backs off.
Daniel: Philip Bennett has been the less successful of the Bennett brothers. Why do you think that is, Max?
Max: Not enough broccoli, too much masturbation and the wrong color of underpants.
Daniel: More expert opinion from Max Stockton later.
Tank grins as he realizes that he has the advantage over Bennett and German Suplexes him. Going for the second, Tank’s grasp slips and Bennett escapes but Tank goes for an Inverted DDT instead. Bennett head reels but he has enough sense to roll out of the ring until his head clears. Tank goes to the ropes and thinks about using them as a springboard for a Flying Elbow to the outside, but Bennett clutches at his ankle and Tank backs off a little to beckon Bennett back into the ring. Bennett rolls back in but Tank stomps him twice then arm drags him to the mat as he tries to get back up.
Max: Bennett is floundering like Beno did when Sexxie Goregous took her top off in the men’s locker room.
Daniel: Sexxie Goregous took her top off?
Max: Well, that might have been a dream. Reality is a bit of a blur these days.
Bennett ties up with Tank but quickly realizes that he will not win in a trial of strength so uses the ropes to give him momentum, ducks under Tank’s attempted Clothesline then catches him in a Full Nelson Suplex. Tank lands hard so Phill moves quickly to apply a Sharpshooter. Tank is briefly in pain but reaches out to grab the bottom rope and Todd Franklin calls for the break.
Both men get to their feet but Bennett is quick to use the second rope for a Crossbody Takedown. Tank throws him off but Bennett comes straight back at him with an Elbow Drop followed by a cover.
1……………..2………Tank throws Bennett off once again and gets up before Bennett can do further damage. He sets up for the Dayum! Superkick but Bennett sways out of the way and uses Tank’s momentum to move into a Tilt-A-Whirl Slam.
Daniel: Bennett turning the tables now, using his speed to counter Tank’s strength. Oh! That’s a vicious spinning heel kick.
Tank goes down under this barrage and Bennett covers once more.
1…………….2……….Tank again escapes though is beginning to breathe a little harder. He leans against the ropes and the referee comes to check on him. Suddenly a crackling sound of a needle being applied to an old vinyl record fills the hall.
‘I am the Jokester’ comes on the PA distracting Todd Franklin and Jokester ambles down to the ring while reading a copy of ‘Knitting Patterns and Home Security Monthly’. He wears a Jamie Parker T-Shirt with Parker’s face entertaining a crudely drawn penis.
Tank looks to Jokester for some advice about what he should do next but Jokester continues reading his magazine, turning it sideways to look at the centerfold.
Daniel: Jokester here to offer Tank some ideas presumably but he seems more interested in that magazine.
Max: Well, there’s a ‘Build your own Tazer’ article this week. Apparently, all you need is a ball of green wool, a pack of peppermints and a gallon of sulphuric acid.
Daniel: Every home should have one.
Bennett continues to press home his advantage with a Twist of Fate then a Kurt Angle Ankle Lock. Tank yells as the pain begins to bite, but Jokester seems uninterested.
‘Ante Up’ by MOP now hits and Johnny Bad Blood runs to the ring, pushes Jokester out of the way and thumps the mat to encourage Tank. Jokester holds up his magazine, the centerfold accidentally torn in the collision, and gets an angry look on his face. He slams JBB’s face off the ring apron and the pair then start trading forearms.
The confrontation outside the ring attracts Todd Franklin over to try to break it up and Tank is able to kick Bennett with his free leg forcing him to release the hold. Bennett reels backwards and crashes into Todd Franklin causing him to fold to the ground.
Bennett looks round and spots Franklin on the mat. He grins and leaves the ring, sidestepping Johnny Bad Blood as he Blood Drivers Jokester to the unyielding gym floor.
Tank tries to stop his two erstwhile tag partners fighting but Jokester bounces straight back up and Whoopee Cushions Bad Blood.
Bennett returns to the ring unnoticed and crashes Tank across the back of the neck with a steel chair he has picked up ringside. Tank turns in pain and is met by a second chair shot to the top of his head. He goes down and Bennett throws the chair away then rouses the referee before covering Tank.
1………………….
2………………….
Thr……No!!!!!!!!!!!!
JBB and Jokester each grab a leg of Todd Franklin and pull him away from the count, pointing towards the discarded chair.
Franklin indicates that he didn’t see any illegal activity other than from the two men on the outside, but Jokester and Bad Blood put an arm around each other and protest that they are they best of friends. They shake hands and grin at Franklin.
Phill Bennett gives up yelling at the referee and releases the cover to come over and tell him to resume counting.
Tank gets behind him and pulls him down into a simple schoolboy roll-up.
Franklin scurries over and slams the mat.
1…………………..
2…………………..
3!!!!!
Ding Ding
Mina: The winner of this contest…….Tank!!!!!
Tank releases and rolls out of the ring to raise the hands of Johnny Bad Blood and Jokester. Bennett slams the mat in frustration.
Daniel: Tank takes it, though not without the help of his brother and his…….best friend??? That hardly seems likely.
Max: How sick do you have to be to have the Jokester as your best friend? I mean, I can just about understand the Dream having no friends, but Tank?????
Daniel: Well, it’ll be interesting to see where he goes from here. Good win for Tank, but from now on, is it Aftermath………or Tokester? I guess we'lll just have to wait and.......
Falls Apart by Hurt starts playing over the speakers, interrupting Danile mid-sentence.
Daniel: What's this?
Max: this is the boss!
Carlos Gonzalez struts to the ring, looking determined. He climbs into the ring and is looking around with a contemplative look on his face. He demands a mic from a staff hands and one scurries over to get him one. The man gives it to him and Carlos walks to the middle of the ring.
Carlos: Well I want to make this quick and sweet. Before WPW takes over PCW’s tradition of Tournament of Champions we will be holding are 2nd annual Activation… entitled Reactivation. A lot has happened over the last week and if finally time to get back to business and try and guarantee we have a wonderful show for you all. Currently though… we only have one match signed, and that’s why I am out here tonight. It’s to give my own state of address in the WPW Championship and more importantly it’s current holder The One.
The crowd pops with enthusiasm as they hear the champions name.
Carlos: Yes, The One… I have held back for so long on how to approach his actions but now for the first time I am taking charge of this situation.
Daniel: What the hell is he talking about! He has done everything in his power to take the title away from The One, not to mention ruin his career!
Max: Quiet Daniel! Your boss is speaking.
The crowd boos Carlos
Carlos: I know this might come to a shock to you all but I am not a fan of how The One conducts himself. He is a danger to every person and fan in this company and it has to stop! In two months time, He had delivered a Godlike Drop to Sophie Cassius, Hit a Alabama off the top of a thirty foot steel cage almost ending JMC’s career and most importantly taking the unity of my family and split it apart. Now this is a family show and these type of action will kill this company, must I mention Skittles?
TASTE THE RAINBOW… TASTE THE RAINBOW… TASTE THE RAINBOW.
The crowd chants mocking the owner of the company.
Carlos: Quiet!
YOU SUCK…. YOU SUCK… YOU SUCK
The new chant fills the gym. The Owner shakes it off.
Carlos: Effective this second, I declare marshal law on The One’s career. Any man out there who wishes to take this fight into his own hands, is fully in his right to do what he must at this time. WPW fans, this is a declaration of War! No longer will I stand by and watch him destroy what I built! This company survives by me! I killed PCW! Soon One that title will be back where it belongs… off you waist! That is my property and consider your self on notice… because I am Carlos…
Just How Deep Do You Believe?
Would you bite the hand that feeds?
The Ones music hit’s the speakers and the crowd goes nuts. The One walks out and heads straight for the ring. He doesn’t stop just keeps his eyes focused on Carlos and jumps into the ring He stand right in the face of Carlos.
Carlos: You don’t even think of touching me you Bastard. It will be the last thing you…
The One smiles and extends his arms in the God Like Pose! The crowd goes nuts.
Daniel: No! He can’t! can he?
Max: He Can’t!
The One kicks Carlos to the ribs and puts him on his shoulders. He looks around for a moment and then drops the Owner square on his head. The One jumps up and with great enthusiasm does another God Like Pose. He grabs the mic and places it his lips. He looks down at Carlos and speaks.
The One: You want War? Then so be it. But mark my words Carlos, when this ends… you not have enough strength…
To Thank Me When It’s Over!
The One drops the mic and walks calmly back to the back.
Daniel: I guess The One answered Carlos’ Declaration of War.
Max: God help us all.
TNT now comes back to show someone knocking at the door of a locker room, it seems to be a road worker knocking on Brock Goodman’s door. Yet, Brock doesn’t answer the door… the staff worker pounds harder… but still silent. The staff worker shrugs his shoulders and walks off.
The camera now flips to a security camera inside Brock Goodman’s dressing room. Goodman is sitting in the dead center middle of the room, looking into blank space. He looks at his hands, grips them and extends them as wide as he can. He looks shaken just from looking at them. He then tries to get his mind off his current thoughts.
Daniel: Is he okay Max?
Max: I don’t want to know what that man’s mind is going through.
Brock begins to to tape his wrists for the match later tonight, he goes around his wrist… every rotation a little tighter, a little more strength and anger put into his effort. He stops and rips the tape from the roll to finish taping them.
Daniel: He if stunned, he looks like he will be fighting tonight.
Max: I had no worries about Brock!
Now Brock begins to tie his boot but stops as he notices himself in the mirror. He looks into his own eyes, just gazing at the look of his face. We see his face suddenly grow angry, furious with what he sees. He stands up in a quick action and throws the chair right into the mirror that sits across the room from him. His breathing become erratic but then he stops… and just sit back on the bench which is near by.
Daniel: Well everybody, I believe it's time for the number one contenders match for the Florida State Championship, which, as you all surely know, will be the first wrestling appearance by Brock Goodman since the unfortunate tragedy only two weeks ago.
Max: Well Daniel, I mean this is just one of those events where as bad as what happened was, Brock Goodman still needs to make a living, and even though I heard he didn't want to even think about the inside of a ring, he's going to have to compete in one tonight.
Daniel: Two weeks ago Brock Goodman was declared the winner of the match when Ben Whyndam was deemed unable to continue. He never officially scored the win however, and rather just walked away with a victory, and a weight on his shoulders that would last a lifetime. Well Carlos Gonzalez, who is still dealing with legal matters revolving around the
entire situation, said he’s not convinced that a victory such as the one Goodman got really earned him a shot at the company’s 2nd most prestigious championship, so he’s made this match between Brock Goodman and Royal Knight to determine who will move on to ReActivation, in a recently announced triple threat match featuring the Champion Jamie Parker, and a mystery challenger yet to be named.
Sweet Dreams by Marilyn Manson hits and Brock Goodman nervously makes his way from the back. He casts furtive glances all around him as he walks down the ramp and pauses as he gets to the ring.
Mina: Introducing First, from Sin City, and weighing 295lbs, Brock Goodman.
The crowd shout enthusiasm to Brock, and he finally shakes his head and climbs onto the apron and between the ropes, before making his way to a corner and standing there without any pomp or ceremony.
Daniel: There's something about Brock that just doesn't look right tonight.
Max: Maybe so Daniel, but h heas to do this. The best way for him to get over all this is to get back in the ring.
Daniel: Possibly the wisest thing you've ever said.
An unfamiliar tune begins to play over the speakers.
"I can't seem to face up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I
Can't relax
I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire
Don't touch me I'm a real live wire
Psycho Killer
Qu'est-ce que c'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Psycho Killer
Qu'est-ce que c'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
You start a conversation you can't even finish it.
You're talkin' a lot, but you're not sayin' anything.
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.
Say something once, why say it again?"
Brcok's face goes a ghastly white as Royal Knight makes his way to the ring with a cocky smile on his face, poinint at Brcok Goodman as the words "Psycho killer" are playted. Brock backs into the corner and Royal Knight slides into the ring.
Daniel: What the hell is that? That has to be one of the most putrid moments in WPW history.
Max: I just don't know what to say to that.
Mina: His opponent, from Dallas, Texas and Weighing 215lbs, Royal Knight.
Royal Knight stands tall in the middle of the ring, his back straight, his shoulders firm. Brock, who height wise normally towers over Royal Knight, stands almost unconfidently in his own corner, moving forward gingerly where the two men meet in the middle of the ring. Royal Knight looks Brock up and down, then looks him square in the eye and says “Not gonna kill me are you?” Daniel and Max both gasp on commentary as Brock absolutely snaps and lunges at Royal Knight, pushing his upright shoulders down hard into the mat.
Max: (whispering) Did the cameras pick that up?
Daniel: I don’t know! Brock Goodman moving quick on the offense here after looking border line unsure of himself just moments before.
Brock Goodman begins screaming in Royal Knight’s face as he shoves his shoulders up and down repeatedly into the mat. He’s yelling loud enough for everyone in the arena to hear as he screams “You think that was funny? You think you’re a fucking joker?” Royal Knight tries to push Brock off him but Brock violently punches him across the face, then punches him across the face a second time. Royal Knight looks back up to Brock, involuntarily spitting up a bit of blood. Brock sees the Blood and then, with his eyes wide, stands up and takes a few steps back.
Daniel :Well I was about to say that Brock snapped, but just as quickly it looks like he’s snapped back out of it.
Max: Look at him, he’s terrified of the sight of blood.
Royal Knight gets up to a knee, then spits out a bit more blood before standing.
Daniel: Well Royal Knight deserved that, I mean, what an asshole thing to say to the man. That was absolutely disrespectful.
Max: Well Daniel, for once, I agree with you.
Daniel: Thank God.
Royal Knight steps up to Brock and gets in his face again, then slaps him right across the face. The crowd all boo as Brock’s face turns to the side, then back to Royal Knight. RK yells in his face “Do something about it! Do something bitch!”, then slaps him a second time. Brock Goodman quickly turns back to Royal Knight and uses both his arms to push him back. Royal Knight takes a step forward as if he’s going to move to Brock again but Brock comes lunging at him with a stiff clothesline knocking the Royalty member to the mat.
Daniel: Brock isn’t going to put up with the Knight’s shit tonight. Maybe that clothesline will actually teach that arrogant prick a lesson.
Max: It’ll teach him a lesson alright! Duck.
Royal Knight gets back to his feet and the instant he does Brock is waiting to scoop him up and slam him back down to the mat. Brock watches Royal Knight bounce on the mat for a moment, then jumps slightly and drops his knees to Royal Knight’s abdomen. Royal Knight coughs as the air is knocked out of him, and suddenly Brock Goodman, who had just got back to his feet, finds himself backing up again instead of continuing his offense.
Max: What’s wrong with him?
Daniel: I don’t know Max.
Max: Is he going to do that after every move?
Daniel: I don’t know Max!
Royal Knight continues coughing for a moment, then makes his way back to his feet. He looks to Brock, who is standing by the ropes almost as if he’s shell-shocked, then makes an advance for him. Royal Knight aims right for the face as he charges Brock with a Big Boot like Mafia kick, but Brock ducks and turns around to face the Royal one. Royal Knight turns around and just as he does, Brock Goodman is there to lift him up in a side slam, and drop him back to the mat, landing on top of him for the cover.
One
Two
T!Shoulder Up!
Daniel: Brock wanted to end this match right there, but it was not to be.
Max: No, you’re not going to pin Royal Knight after a few punches, a clothesline, a scoop slam, and a side slam.
Daniel: You mean, you actually learned the names of moves?
Max: What? No, I have a soc! Eh.
Daniel: Social Life?
Max: I learned them from you you buffoon.
Daniel: Uh huh.
Both men begin to stand but on the way up Royal Knight pops Brock right in the nose with an elbow. Brock staggers and stays on one knee while Royal Knight stands, then RK lifts a knee right into Brock’s chin uppercutting the larger man. Brock falls onto his back, and Royal Knight instantly jumps into the air, getting good height on his jump, and lands a leg drop right to Brock Goodman’s neck.
Max: The age old debate is settled.
Daniel: What’s that?
Max: White men can jump.
Daniel: But isn’t he a royal steed?
Max: Ah that’s right, damnit.
Royal Knight is quickly back up to his feet again, and watches as Brock begins to sit up. Royal Knight swings his leg full force toward Brock to collide right at the tip of his spine, as the crowd gasp feeling Brock’s pain as the snap noise is heard. Brock clenches his fists, then
continues to get up regardless of the pain, and turns around to face Royal Knight. Royal Knight hits him with a forearm smash to the face, and Brock takes a few steps back. Royal Knight stays all over Brock Goodman though and hits him with another stiff forearm, then a right handed jab right to the mouth. Brock reaches forward to shove Royal Knight back off him and toward the ground, but Royal Knight keeps his footing and only comes back with another stiff shot to the mouth, then an elbow to the eye forcing Brock to put up his arms in defense.
Daniel: This is actually somewhat hard to watch. These men are really laying into one another.
Max: Well Royal Knight is just using a strategy.
Daniel: What strategy is that? Being an asshole?
Max: No, doing whatever the hell you need to do to ultimately become the Florida State Champion.
Royal Knight kicks Brock in the shin, and the instant he does so Brock lowers an arm. Royal Knight brings his fist in toward Brock’s face one more time but Brock reaches out and catches the fist of RK! Royal Knight looks to Brock wide eyed for a moment, then yells out in pain as Brock begins squeezing the closed fist of Royal Knight. Brock continues to squeeze for a moment then with a roar of his own he reaches out and using his own fist backhands Royal Knight across the face, sending him down harshly to the mat. Royal Knight gets right back up, holding his face as he stands, and Brock Goodman quickly grabs him in a bear hug. Royal Knight quickly counters the bear hug by reaching both his arms out and clapping them together over the ears of Brock Goodman. Goodman drops RK on his feet and Royal Knight leans forward to attempt a suplex on Brock Goodman, but the weight of Goodman is too much. Goodman reverses the suplex and attempts to suplex Royal Knight from the inside of the ring all the way to the mats outside but luckily for Royal Knight he turns in midair and lands behind Goodman, over the ropes, but on the ring apron. Royal Knight reaches forward and grabs Goodman from behind around the chin and jumps to reverse guillotine him on the ropes, but Goodman uses his power to simply drag Royal Knight forward and snapmare him
with authority over his shoulder and to the mat in front of him. Royal Knight rolls as he hits the mat and quickly gets back to his feet, turns around, and runs right into a stiff right hand from Brock Goodman right to the nose! Royal Knight simply falls backward, and the crowd roar in approval.
Daniel: Holy hell what an exchange there between Royal Knight and Brock Goodman, this action is fast packed, and it’s really hot between these two competitors.
Max: You damn skippy soldja!
Daniel: What?
Max: I don’t know, but you’re right, this is fantastic.
Brock Goodman looks from side to side as the crowd cheer him amazed to hear them. He, for two seconds, almost appears as if he wants to smile, but then a stern frown appears on his face. He puts his hands over his ears, and begins to shake his head violently from side to side.
Max: What the hell is he doing?
Daniel: Um! I’m not sure.
Max: Is he trying not to hear the people cheering for him?
Daniel: It might sound crazy! But I believe Brock may not want to be cheered. Maybe he feels like if he’s cheered, it’ll mean he’s forgiven, and maybe he’s not ready to forgive himself!
Max: Damn, yeah, ok. Sounds better than anything I’d of come up with.
While Brock Goodman stands with his hands covering his ears, Royal Knight stands up and quickly kicks Brock in the side. Brock hunches to the side in pain, and as soon as he does Royal Knight sends his other leg up to kick Brock in the chest. Brock catches the leg though, and after a moment of hopping on one leg Royal Knight jumps up to enzugiri the larger man. Brock sees the move coming though and ducks, letting Royal Knight crash and burn landing on his chest. Brock Goodman instantly gets on top of him and seems to be attempting to lock in a camel clutch but Royal Knight slips out. Royal Knight gets to his feet with his back to Goodman, but Goodman is up one moment faster than RK is and grabs him in quick back suplex, and drops RK on his back. Brock goes for the cover.
One
Two
Shoulder Up!
Daniel: This entire match, Brock has been one step ahead of Royal Knight, but it seems almost as if Brock is holding himself back a bit. I can’t help but shake the feeling his heart isn’t into the match up tonight.
Max: Well it’s obviously not. It’s not like he wants to lose, no one wants that, but he’s spending time playing Royal Knight’s game. He’s wrestling, when he should go for the big impact moves and put Stallion to sleep.
Royal Knight pushes Brock forcefully off of him and then gets half way to his feet before Brock grabs him from behind and tries to wrestle him back to the ground. Royal Knight moves and maneuvers inside Brock’s grip, and eventually turns enough times to force Brock’s hands to cross over each other and break the hold. Royal Knight turns around and, as Brock is stumbling, kicks him right between the eyes. The crowd gasp.
Daniel: Look at that offense, that is just pure disrespect, he doesn’t need to be that stiff, he doesn’t need to fight that dirty.
Max: And he doesn’t need the Florida State Championship either Daniel, but if he wants it, that’s what he’s going to have to do to get in the same league as Parker, and to have a remote chance of defeating both Parker and a mystery opponent.
Daniel: Don’t think Royal Knight can pin Parker?
Max: Win? Yes. Pin Parker? I’m not sure. But he might not need to.
Daniel: Well he has to pin Brock first!
Max: What? Oh yeah!
Royal Knight does just that, and as Brock holds his face he hooks the
leg.
One
Two
Th!Kickout!
Max: One second away! Royal Knight was one second away fr-
Daniel: Don’t start doing that Heyman shit.
Max: Sorry.
Brock gets to his feet and Royal Knight is right behind him. Royal Knight kicks the back of Brock’s thigh hard causing it to spasm, and Brock to go to one knee. Royal Knight hops around behind Brock for a moment waiting for him to stand again, and the instant he does Royal Knight sends out another hard kick to the back of his thigh. Brock this time falls to the mat holding his leg, and Royal Knight quickly jumps on top to hook it.
One
Two
Brock throws Royal Knight off him with authority!
Max: Wow! Brock Goodman just hurled Royal Knight off him!
Daniel: The fire has been lit inside the monster.
Brock Goodman stands, a new passion in his eyes, and he charges Royal Knight. Royal Knight sees Brock coming and quickly sidesteps him, causing Brock to collide chest first with the turnbuckle. Royal Knight snaps his body back and delivers a crisp super kick right to the chin of Brock Goodman, sending him falling to the mat!
Max: Holy shit! Stallion just kicked the holy living shit out of Goodman! The lights are on but no one’s home Daniel!
Daniel: It’s Royal Knight, not Stallion, but believe me he’s aware!
Royal Knight looks to Goodman quickly, and then looks to the turnbuckle and points to it. The crowd boo, but Royal Knight could care less as he climbs the turnbuckle, then flips his lucky necklace up to his mouth and kisses it.
Max: Ballgame!
Daniel: C’mon, come up with your own material!
Royal Knight moonsaults off the top rope but Brock Goodman rolls out of the way!
Max: WHAT?!
Daniel: Goodman was playing opossum!
Brock Goodman quickly gets to his feet and pulls RK up to his as well. Royal Knight tries to fight back but Brock Goodman gives him a solid punch between the eyes, then lifts him up onto his shoulders. The crowd all get to their feet as Brock prepares to put Royal Knight to sleep.
Daniel: Here it comes! For now, Royal Knight will sleep!
Max: What the hell?
After a few moments, Brock is still standing in the middle of the ring, with Royal Knight still on his shoulders. The crowd are looking on in confusion, a few of them getting restless as Brock, after a full ten seconds, still stands motionless.
Max: What’s going on?
Daniel: I think he’s….. afraid!
The camera gets closer to Brock’s face, and Brock is indeed sweating bullets. His eyes look almost surreal, nervous, and borderline panicking. Brock’s body begins to shake as he holds Royal Knight above him, but Royal Knight begins to quickly kick his legs! Royal Knight manoeuvres on Brock’s shoulders and then grabs his arm, pulls himself back over the front of Brock and quickly wraps his legs around Brock’s to lock him in a La Magistral Cradle! The ref counts.
One
Two
Three!!!
Almost in shock, Royal Knight lets go of the pin, and stands as the
referee raises his arm.
Mina: The winner of this match and NEW number one contender for the Florida State Championship! Royal Knight!
Daniel: Royal Knight actually pulled this one off, and I for one, am absolutely shocked!
Max: Why? Royal Knight is one of the top wrestlers on our roster, and apparently unlike Brocky there, he knows the difference between taking advantage of others mistakes, and letting others take advantage of yours.
Before Daniel and Max can continue, and Royal Knight is on his way out of the ring, a man slides under the bottom rope aside of him. Royal Knight looks back to see who it was, but then keeps on walking as the man approaches Brock Goodman.
Daniel: Why that’s…
Max: Paul Dinatale…
Paul Dinatale suddenly spears Goodman damn near out of his boots, then begins pummeling him in the ring as security rush from the crowd to break up the fight.
Daniel: My God! Paul Dinatale is going right after Brock Goodman here! This is insane!
Max: He’s holding a grudge obviously, but holy shit is he hitting him hard!
Daniel: Get these cameras out of here!
Reigning hardcore champion 2 is walking towards the locker room with a grin on his face after his successful title defense earlier in the evening. But all of a sudden he is stopped by Amy White.
Amy White: 2! Congratulations on yet another title defense!
2: I guess I am not always the unluckiest number.
Amy White: So what do you think of you opponents thus far?
2: I have faced the fastest, the biggest and now one of the strangest and I still hold this title, through everything they have thrown at me, I have held this title at the end of the day. This title is my passion, and with all the pain it brings… I will endure.
Amy White: As you know there is a raffle each week to find your next opponent.
2: Yes.
Amy White: Well this week only 5 raffle tickets were bought.
2: Really? Suddenly I find myself with a lack of competition.
Amy White: Well I forgot to mention the all five raffle ticket were bought by The WPW Champion, the man you formally managed… The One.
2 looks at Amy for a moment and shakes his head in acknowledgment. He then walks off thinking. Amy says good luck as he walks away and she then shrugs her shoulders.
Amy White: You heard it here folks, next week it could very well be our WPW Champion The Onevs. his former manager and current WPW Hardcore champion 2.
2 suddenly comes back into the shot and looks at Amy, he reaches out and takes the mic from her hand.
2: So One wants another title around waist. The man who I hold great respect for wants to take away my first place trophy....his isnt enough, he is the king of WPW and yet he wants to come down to my little world and defeat me again.
2 shakes his head and then wipes the sweat from his eyes.
2: Well Champ, I hope you are ready for a fight because its going to be a whole lot tougher then you think.....Ill see you next week. Hopefully for you your unlucky number isnt 2! Better be ready for second place, its.....2 die 4!
2 shoves the mic back into Amy's hands and then walks away
The members of Royalty are sitting in their locker room once again, this time the mood is lighter as JMC and Judge raise glasses of champagne and toast Royal Knight’s win.
JMC: To the next Florida State champion.
JMC, Royal Knight and The Judge clink glasses, while Sophie watches on from a sofa. Suddenly the door busts open. The three men spin round and face the door and then relax again.
Carlos: Did you see that? Did you see what that son of a bitch did to me? Just who the hell does he think he is? He wants to accept my declaration of war, then on his head be it. Tonight I want you to go out there and send the message we discussed. It’s time to let people know that Royalty is here to stay and that the time for messing is over. Take those two bastards out, and make sure everyone gets the message. Understood?
The Judge: Sure thing boss, it’ll be our pleasure!
Carlos: And one more thing, if I ever come back her again and see you celebrating a single victory like that, there will be repercussions. We can celebrate when the job is done and our goals achieved, not before then.
Daniel: Are you ready to make some History?
Max: What?
Daniel: Tonight is a rather special night in WPW’s history. For the first time in The Main Event, We have The World Champion, The Florida State Champion and The World Tag Team Champions! That is over four pieces of gold in one simple tag team matchup.
Max: And that’s history??
Daniel:... Well (Shuffles paper)... Yeah it is. Wait, it’s also the first time that the tag team champions have been in the Main Event of a TNT. So I guess that’s historic too.
Max: And the Florida title? First time for it too?
Daniel: (Shuffling again) I guess so too! Good for both those titles!
Max: Man the WPW title is such a glory hog!
Daniel: No Wait! The Florida Title HAS already was in a main event... The week before Whiplash. JMC and MVP Vs. Jesse Long and Nick Comoroto! Of course back then it was “The Incredible One” as our state champion and James Moriarty Cassius as our WPW champion...
Max: You spend to much time with those statistic books of yours. Surprised you haven’t announced your engagement to it... ANyway, before you do that, i'd be wary.
Daniel: Huh?
Max: It's been unfaithful. the Tag team champions have been in a mian event before, thety were involved in an 8 man champions vs challengers tag match a few weeks before Redemption.
Danile: Well, i never! You do pay attention after all.
“Blisters and Coffee” by The Classic Crime begin to play over the speakers and soon out comes the superstar we all know as Scorch. The crowd is on their feet at Scorch charges down the ring, not carrying a belt with him.. for now. He riles up the crowd as he enters the ring, sliding as far as he can across it.
Mina: The Following Contest is a Tag Team Match, and is not for any of the available titles... First in the ring, From Tinley Park in Illinois.... He is the WPW World Title’s Number One Contender..... Scorchhhhh-ah!
Daniel: And first to the ring, the only man in this match who is actually without a world title around his waist. But, as Mina so correctly pointed out, that might not be for long!
The music eventually dies down, only to be replaced by a series of words..
Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
And before long, “The Hand that Feeds” By Nine in Nails begins to stir up an almost rabid frenzy in he crowd as they rise to their feet to see their hero enter the arena. Eventually the One, his WPW world title belt hanging around his waist, does so and the frenzy hits an inconceivable high! The One throws his arms out and above his head, soaking in the atmosphere before beginning his brooding walk down to the ring.
Mina: And his partner... From Saint Paul, Minessota and weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds.. He is the WPW WORLD CHMAPION....... THE... ONEEE!!!
Daniel: And here is the man they all want to see, the WPW champion and tremendous Athlete, The One.
Max: Of course the WPW champion HAS to be in the main event..
Daniel: Well.. Yes. Where else is he meant to be booked? He’s the best the company has!
Max: Well he could share it around a bit.
Daniel: You are absolutely hopeless!
“Getting Away With Murder” by Papa Roach stops as soon as The One Hits the God Like Pose next to Scorch. This move of music-changery was obviously designed to infuriate The One and it did so, he looks over at the entrance annoyed at the scene. However he soon is staring at Tag team champion Jason Bennett, holding his title belt over his shoulder. Bennett looks pleased at the anger he causes in the One’s face and soon has no problem making a beeline for the ring, even with The WPW champion staring him down!
Max: And their opponents, first, from Canterbury, England and weighing in at an even two hundred and fifty pounds... He is one Half of the WPW Tat Team champions.... Jasonnn Bennettttttt!!!!!
Daniel: Jason Bennett, seconded only to The Judge himself, he is possibly the greatest Tag team Wrestler in WPW’s history. Having held two tag team belts, been in three completely unrelated teams and bringing a real vicious winning streak to all those teams.
Max: Impressive CV, isn’t it? Or perhaps, with all the teams he’s been in, he’s actually quite the homewrecker! You might say that hes the best Tag team champ, perhaps he’s actually the worst and no one can stand him for that long... Ha! Think about that!
Daniel: You know, sometimes your crazy, self obsessed logic can get on to something...
Max: I aim to please.
We Want Information
Information
Information......
Max: Look, Daniel. Someone is actually calling out for you and all your stupid, pointless facts.. They’re on the speakers at the moment.
Daniel: I hate you.. That’s just the beginning to Jamie Parker’s Song!
“The Prisoner” by Iron Maiden, Jamie Parker’s theme music finally kicks back in. And with a chorus of boos, out comes the Dual champions. Jamie Parker. Both titles, the Tag Team Title and Florida State Title on each shoulders. He looks, to put it simply... Happy. His grin lights up the crowd in the exact opposite way as The One and Scorch did.
Mina: And his partner and the last member of the match... From Harchester, England... He is both one half of the WPW Tag Team Champions AND Florida State Champion.... Jamieee Parkerrr!!!!!
Parker meets Jason Bennett at the bottom of the ring as they both move up into the ring, meeting The One and scorch face to face. Parker meets scorch and smiles at him before pointing to The One’s title, then Jason’s title, then BOTH of his titles. Then he points at Scorch but realises, mockingly, that he doesn’t have a title! Parker then, with a dumb broad smile grabs one of his titles and offers it to scorch, which gets a boo from the audience and a laugh from Bennett.
Max: Haha. Parker’s having a bit of fun there.
Daniel: That’s not funny!
Scorch slaps away the title and begins to have words with Parker. The One Joins in helping his friends talk trash. Scorch says something obviously along the lines of “I don’t need a title, I’ll soon have that one” and points at The One’s title. The One, who is still laying verbally into Parker, suddenly stops and looks at Scorch with his eyes wide open.
Max: Ohh, that struck a chord with these two!
Daniel: The One is a proud man, I think this really did get to him.
The One pulls Scorch over and begins to argue with him, not appreciating the automatic assumption Scorch made that he will be taking the title from him at ReActivation. Scorch argues back on the defence. But within this battle getting too heated Jason Bennett soon has dropped Scorch as he is distracted. Bennett applies a schoolboy and has Scorch rolled up! He then jumps up and puts his Feet on the rope!
Daniel: Oh my God!
Max: Are they going to win it?
The Referee has dropped as The One looks surprised. Parker soon and rather decisively aims a title belt at The one, which connects and makes him fall back, unable to interfere!
1...................
2.....................
3???????????
Max: Wait a minute, is the main event over?
Daniel: It might be! In fact, I think it is!
Max: HOW THE FUCK??
Bennett soon has Scorch kicked out and Bennett slides from the Ring. Scorch looks agitated to say the least and Parker is beside himself, jumping for joy!
Daniel: The referee is up and is holding their hands above their heads! It looks official... This has to be the shortest match ever as our main event!
The accolades are soon cut short.. Very short as Music begins to play through the speakers... “Kashmir” by Bond. Soon enough, dressed in a suit, out walks JMC. He is obviously out on a rush as he appears to be eating something from a packet.
Daniel: Are those Skittles?
Cassius soon puts the food in his pocket and pulls a microphone from his other one, wiping his hands on his jacket.
JMC: I apologise profusely to everyone involved here, but what I need to say is important, and as much as you all might not believe it, I have something relevant to say....
Max: Seriously, this is so confusing, JMC is here, at the end of the match that barely started.
JMC: Carlos has asked me to address the results of this match and of the decision made by our dearest member of WPW’s referee team. Now the call was made that Jamie Parker and Jason Bennett have defeated Scorch and The One and I applaud that effort by our champions... However, after decisions and reviews have been made by our benevolent employer, He has decided that the referee did NOT signal the bell to cause the start of this match to become legal. Thus the pinfall is null and void... And the match CONTINUES!!!
Daniel: Well, we are actually going to see a full match now! JMC, on orders from the Boss, has restarted this match!
Max: This is so crazy... I feel like my head will explode!
Parker and Bennett look absolutely outraged, they are yelling and trying to argue back at JMC but Cassius isn’t listening. Soon however they can’t argue any longer and are assaulted by Scorch and The One who have sprung from the ring. Scorch is particularly merciless on Bennett. The One soon throws Parker In there as Scorch has launched Bennett into the steel steps mercilessly. One soon looks back at JMC who is still there. Cassius mouths the words “I still hate you” at him before dangling the packet of Skittles out at him. He makes a gesture and the bell sounds
*Ding Ding*
Daniel: And here we are back in the Main Event!
Max: So this is it, no win on anyone?
Daniel: None! JMC cleared it up
Max: What I don’t understand is how JMC actually helped The One...
The One has ducked back into the Ring with Jamie Parker still staring at the lights. The One launches an elbow drop which connects to his midsection, bring Parker to attention. The One then grabs Parker and lifts him up, before assaulting him with several punches to take the Florida champ back to the ropes. He throws a European uppercut to the second ever European Florida Champion and forces Parker to use ropes as support. The One backs off as the referee orders him too, but soon charges and lays a knee into Parker’s face, bouncing against the ropes as he charges.
Daniel: And the One, always a vicious competitor, now doubly so as he tries to make up for some lost ground. And probably there’s a bit of desire for revenge thrown in there too...
Max: Oh there’d be a lot of desire in there!
Parker falls to the mat and The One kneels down to apply a side headlock. He lifts Parker’s head up and we see the pain etched on his face. Soon enough, Parker has been dragged across the ring and over to Scorch. The One Throws an arm out and Scorch tags into this match. The One lets go as scorch throws a Kick to Parker’s gut, bending him over and, for the moment, incapacitating him from running to his Partner and saving his skin. Scorch leaves Parker turned over and readies a charge. He bounces off the opposing ropes and hits Parker with a Spark (Running Knee)
Max: Oh, the second knee to Parker’s face. That’s one knee to his face for every title belt.
Daniel: Amazing mathematics, Max.
Scorch Takes his chance and seizes the day. He grabs Parker’s head and feet and, while pressing on Parker’s back with his knee, bends them back towards each other. Parker yells in pain and throws out his arms to reach for the ring ropes. Parker is about a foot away with his arms outstretched and begins to try and scuffle, but as he does, Scorch pulls on his head and reigns him in, causing more pain as he struggles. Parker battles through this and keeps moving, Scorch however still has locks on Parker and all Parker does in his attempt to break free is simply spin them the other way around, facing the opposite way as to where they were before. Parker seems to stop struggling for a moment but Scorch is wise enough not to relax any of the pressure. But soon enough Scorch is hit from the back of the head by a wrestling boot, the same one connected to Jason Bennett’s foot. Scorch lets go as it connects, saving Parker from more agony.
Max: Merely Good teamwork, Daniel, not cheating at all like you suggested.
Daniel: I didn’t suggest anything at all... Even though it was bad sportsmanship.
Max: You know what, I’m sometimes surprised that Carlos hasn’t fired you for being so biased towards the people the ‘crowd’ likes... The only reason I say all the things that I do is because I’m trying to level the field so everyone is even
Daniel: Bullcrap, you cheer because you have money on some of these people that you say ‘look’ impressive. Remember how much you lost on Unit?
Bennett is pushed from the ring by the referee as Scorch begins to get his bearings. Parker is getting up as well and using this to the full advantage for a man who had been recently been making a U shape with the wrong end of his back. He reaches out and jumps, moving towards Jason Bennett, Scorch grabs his leg and pulls him back, Scorch then lifts up Parker and soon drops him with a stiff clothesline to his face. Scorch then keeps up his attack and raises Parker up by the back of his neck, but Scorch is again attacked by Bennett.. however this time the Referee does not stop it! The One gets into the ring to interfere and even the odds but The referee stops him!
Daniel: There must have been a tag there, Now Jason Bennett is the legal man!
Bennett sets his sights on Scorch, throws him straight into the turnbuckle and charges right into the Contender’s midsection, throwing the air out of him like fire from a dragon. Bennett looks pleased as punch and soon, rather ironically, punches Scorch as he gets to his senses. He then pulls Scorch off the ends of the buckle and plants a DDT on him in the center of the ring. Scorch flip over and lands on his back as if he were suplexed. Bennett goes for a cover.
1.....................
Kickout by Scorch
Daniel: Not that easy to get one over Scorch.. In fact, even someone as good as JMC has had an impossible time pinning Scorch to the mat.
Max: Well the same can be said for Jason Bennett too, he’s a monster at defeating people... Hell, it was him who helped eliminate someone to make Parker champion!
Bennett looks annoyed again and Throws Scorch at the ropes. Scorch hits them and bounces back as planned. But as Scorch gets there he shoulder blocks Bennett and Bennett stumbles to keep vertical. Scorch runs again at Bennett and hits the ropes to get the right speed.. But Parker interferes, with a kick to Scorch’s head as he bounces off. Scorch crashes forwards with the momentum he had coming to a disturbing halt Bennett looks relieved at this and soon grabs Scorch and signals for the FUBAR!
Daniel: The two fluid and unethical champions are now going for the big win!
Max: They can’t win, Daniel. They had it won but then that got overturned.. Fate gave them the chance and threw it away from them.. They won’t get it back!
Bennett kicks Scorch in the gut and then turns around to grab the head and Stunner The Three second sensation. But Scorch is not as weary as Bennett may think. Scorch stops the move and pushes Bennett forwards. Jason then collides chest first with the corner Turnbuckle. Scorch gets to his feet and runs at him, clotheslining him from behind and into the buckle even more. Scorch then gets out of the road and performs a dropkicksault to Bennett’s head again. Scorch’s athleticism seems impressive, added on to the fact that he must still be feeling from his previous assault. Scorch Then charges once more But Bennett Ducks his attack. Scorch slams into it and completely replaces Bennett on the buckle, facing outwards. Bennett then decides to mimic Scorch’s assault. First he Clotheslines him and then Bennett tries for his own dropkicksault.. Which is where it goes horribly wrong. Bennett jumps and kicks his feet. But Scorch has ducked. Bennett’s kick hits nothing but the turnbuckle, which shoots him out and further back, making him land awkwardly on his face!
Max: That is possibly the nastiest thing Poor Jason Bennett has suffered. And what makes it really the worst is that he did it to himself!
Daniel: I think you’re right, Max. Look at Bennett holding his face!
Bennett is lying on the ground holding his face as Scorch lies recuperating. Soon both men are up and heading for their corners! The fans are cheering heavily for Scorch to reach The One and the Man from Tinley Park knows this is what he really has to do!
Daniel: Scorch is drawing a lot of reserve up from the crowd to get back into this match. But I just can’t help but wonder if he’s going to be able to call on them at ReActivation to motivate him when he takes on their beloved champion...
Scorch inches closer as The One holds out his hand. Soon enough and with an almighty lunge, scorch Throws himself at the corner and slaps The One’s palm with his own hand. The referee claps and signals its legality and The One is IN! The crowd bursts its seems as He enters to cause Some Havoc. Both Parker and Bennett move towards him and with a series of successive blows, fall to the ground. Parker is back up and is down immediately again! And the crowd is loving it.
Max: The One is tearing a new can of whoop ass out here, and the fans love it
Daniel: “Tearing a can of whoop ass?”
The One pushes Parker against the ropes and soon lets fly with a clothesline that knocks him over and out of the ring to the floor. The One then grabs Bennett and throws him at the ropes. Bennett comes back with a clothesline but The One Ducks it. The One Awaits Bennett’s return with his face down, and when Bennett does, he lifts him over in a back body drop!
Daniel: This is exactly the kind of reason this man is rightfully our WPW champion, When the going gets tough boy oh boy does he get going!
Max: And look at Jamie Parker, the sly old fox, trying to steal one of the title belts to sue as a weapon
Daniel: (Ignoring Max) And when he calls for the God Like drop, almost no one can resist that!
The One is now standing over Bennett’s body and holds up his arms, hitting the God Like Pose to the utter applaud of the people. The One then waits, stalking Bennett and waiting for him to get up. Soon Scorch joins The One, he is still twisting his head but is up and he charges at Bennett, who is on his knees. The One, however, grabs scorch and pulls him back, telling him that Bennett is his to finish! He points at the top rope and tells scorch something that seems to alleviate the tension between the two.
Daniel: And Scorch tried too interfere and was stopped by The One. The One Seems to have a Plan. Scorch is up to on the turnbuckle ans I mimicking lighting a match...
Max: What’s that mean?
Daniel: Firebomb Time. Bennett is going to be hit with the Gods Like Drop AND The Firebomb!
Bennett is now to his feet, sadly little did he know that getting to his feet was almost exactly the same as being led to the slaughter! Bennett is lifted up and The One has him right where he wants him. But Soon Jamie Parker enters the Ring! He holds the WPW title aloft in his arm and is sneaking behind The One. Scorch sees This and jumps, almost in slow Motion and everyone in the crowd sees him soar... And Hit Jamie Parker Right in the face with the belt he was carrying!
Daniel: Oh god, Parker has just been hit by the belt he was going to Use on The One!
The referee and The One both looks over and sees Scorch, holding the WPW title over a dazed Jamie, a small speck of blood coming from Parker’s lip and on the title. The One looks stunned, still holding Bennett. The Referee then signals for the bell, he then speaks to Mina.
*Ding Ding*
Mina: Ladies and Gentlemen, here are your winners as a result of disqualification... The Team of Jamie Parker and Jasonnn Bennettttt... JAYYYY AND JAYYYY!!!
Daniel: What?
Max: No!
The One is livid to say the least. He drops Bennett with all the force he can and stares a hole into Scorch, who is still holding the WPW title. The One doesn’t speak but simply grabs his WPW title and begins to leave the arena.
Max: Do I detect a bit of tension between these two superstars?
Scorch, looking almost as annoyed at the whole situation is soon in pursuit of his friend to try and explain his actions. Simply showing him footage might do it, but we never see the encounter since they both disappear before they meet to talk.
Daniel: Well... My god.. umm. We have had a rather incredible upset here with Jamie Parker and Jason Bennett, proving that teamwork is as important as individual skill...
Max: I’m so surprised, especially since they weren’t allowed their first win, I thought they’d be cursed... But I was wrong! Mind you, that was a nasty bit of work that Scorch did on Parker, so maybe they are.
Soon enough, Bennett is on his feet and Parker has just stirred, the red of his bleeding lip making a small mark on the canvas. Bennett, however knows the match ahs been won and throws his groggy arms up to the boos of the audience. Bennett then moves over and leans on the ropes, signalling he wants their plethora of title belts. Someone is carrying them to him and Bennett has his arms out stretched.. But suddenly He is whacked over the head with one of them. Bennett falls back into the ring and we see the person was as carrying the belts was...
Daniel: Judge??
Max: Crap on a stick!
Daniel: The Judge!
Judge takes all three titles and proceeds into the ring, Soon enough from the entrance out run James Moriarty Cassius and The Royal Knight, into the Ring. Judge signals them on and drops the titles. Eventually The Three of them hoist up Parker and Bennett up. JMC Grabs Bennett and tucks his arm over his head in a Rock Bottom Position. JMC then Pulls his leg behind Bennett and Trips Him, forcing him Down to the ground with a crash. Bennett goes limp.
Max: What the Hell was that?
Daniel: I’ve been told about this move, It’s being called Royal Blood!
Max: So Bennett was just hit by Royal Blood?
Daniel: Seems so. And look at this.
Judge and RK have also taken Parker up and suspend him between the, the then both put their legs behind him and Hit a Double Royal Blood!
Max: And Parker just got doubly done. Again, one for each of his titles!
Daniel: We’ve been witness to yet another Royalty Attack here, picking on the already sore Jamie Parker and Jason Bennett! God they’re cowards.
Max: If you’ve got titles, Royalty is coming for you!
Cassius, Judge and RK look mighty pleased with themselves. Cassius points at the titles and motions that there are three of them, then back to themselves and that there are three as well.
Daniel: I think Royalty are going to Keep Parker and Bennett very busy for a long time!
Credits
GFX
The Judge
Backstage segments
APG & Duff
Impress the God of Live
Scorch with an assist from Prometheus
Hardcore Title
HBK619
Jason Bennett vs Tank
Legendaryken
Brock vs Royal Knight
The Judge
Scorch & The One vs Parker & Bennett
Prometheus
Alabama previous: 478
Daniel: Welcome ladies and Gentlemen to TNT, in a venue different to that billed following the tornado strike on the Enterprise High School on march 1st this year. In light of that, we are emanating from the Enterprise Community College instead.
Max: and tonight we try to return to some snese of normailty following the tumultuous few weeks we've had.
Daniel: Right you are, and we're going to kick that off right now with a match that may go a long way to determining the number one contender for the God of Live title, currently held by Twizted, in the first of several historic matches tonight.
Daniel: Not just the main event this week is going to create some history....
Max: The main event is historic?
Daniel: (Ignoring) But this match as well! This is the first ever of the “Impress” series where a winner si not determined by who is actually the one to get the pinfall, but rather whoever can impress the allotted judge!
Max: He has to impress The Judge?
Daniel, no not the Judge.. a judge.. Someone allocated.
Max: And who is Alloy-micated this week..
Daniel: Why it’s the God of Live...
They are interrupted By The music of Twizted.Twizted enters the ring and demands the microphone from Mina Henderson. He snatches it from her grip and taps it several times, causing loud feedback to echo through the building.
Twizted: The following contest is all about impressing me. Two men in this match, namely MVP and Jeremiah Ranks have already proven to be so unimpressive, I am refusing to let them come out.
Daniel: What an ass, just banning the two biggest stars from the match!
Max: Who said they’re the biggest stars, what about hat Montana kid? He’s big.
Daniel: You’re kidding right?
Twizted: They have lost their shot at meeting me for the God of Live title. Anyways, now coming to the ring, Justin Dreamer, Sky Ryder and Jak Montoya, you monkeys better get out here now if you want a chance at my gold.
Suddenly the three men emerge from the back without music playing, as they look at Twizted, then Dreamer hits Sky Ryder from behind with a forearm shot knocking him into Montoya. The three men exchange blows on the stage while Twizted looks on from the ring with amusement. The three continue to punch, chop and strike away at each other until Sky Ryder screams for them to stop. They all turn and see Twizted and make a dash for the ring. The God of Live flees the ring and takes his place behind the announce table, putting on a headset.
Max: Welcome Twizted!
Twizted: Might like to say it’s a pleasure being here.
Daniel: Well, why don’t you.
Twizted: Because it’s a pleasure being anywhere that I am!
Sky Ryder makes the ring first, then Montoya, then Dreamer. Montoya and Ryder stop at the other side to stare down Twizted. Dreamer takes advantage hitting Montoya with a huge boot to the back of the head knocking him from out of the ring. He then turns into a hiptoss from Sky Ryder.
Sky Ryder runs off the ropes and hits a swinging neckbreaker, then drops for a pin…
One…
Two…
Montoya breaks the pin up with a diving elbow to the back of the head.
Daniel: Close one there, however a pinfall isn’t going to really do it necessarily.
Max: So, are you excited about this history making job you’ve been given?
Twizted: History is second nature to me, I break it all the time!
Sky Ryder gets up slowly as Montoya hits a boot to the left knee. He whips Sky Ryder into the corner then tells Dreamer to go get him. Dreamer responds by flooring Montoya with a heavy right hand then charging at Sky Ryder who catches him with a drop toe hold sending him face first into the middle turnbuckle. Montoya comes running in as Sky Ryder moves out of the way, and knees Dreamer in the back of the head.
Daniel: Sky Ryder and Justin Dreamer are both double teaming The newcomer, Montoya.
Max: Montana, Jak Montana!
Daniel: shut up, it isn’t!
Max: IS IS IS!!!
Daniel: Anyway, Twizted, double teaming, is that at all impressive in your books are you going to mark Dreamer and Ryder up for it or Jak for being the on to sustain the beating?
Twizted: Hardly anything Justin Dreamer does is impressive, so I doubt that.
Montoya turns right into a drop kick from Sky Ryder who then looks down at the fallen Dreamer and steps through the ropes to the ring aprons. He slingshots back in with an elbow drop to the back of the head of Dreamer. He gets up and finds himself hit with a quick snap DDT from Montoya who signals his desire to go up top. Montoya flies off the top rope looking for a Swanton, but Dreamer catches him and tombstones him to the mat below as Twizted holds back a gasp. Before Dreamer can follow up Sky Ryder runs up the corner to hit a whisper in the wind as Twizted again tries to feign disinterest.
Daniel: I saw that! You were impressed by Dreamers Reversal of The Swanton into a Tombstone Piledriver!!
Twizted: Meh, it was okay I guess...
Daniel: Oh, this is so biased it isn’t even funny!
Sky Ryder does not go for the cover this time, as Twizted had admonished the referee for trying to make a count the last time. Instead he heads back up top again but this time, Dreamer picks up Montoya and powerbombs him into Sky Ryder, crotching him up top, Montoya lands hard and bounces towards the center of the ring. Dreamer climbs up in the corner and fires away on Sky Ryder. He then brings him down with a top rope DDT, an elevated Extreme Drop as Sky Ryder hits the mat with a thud to the horror of the crowd.
Max: Oh, crap on a stick! That had to have hurt so badly!
Daniel: Even the crowd is cringing at that... Everyone one is... Or should be (Looks at Twisted)
Twizted: I really don’t know what you’re on about, Daniel. Dreamer hasn’t been impressive at all for his entire career, I don’t see how he’s going to start being impressive now!
Montoya gets up and charges at Dreamer, but stops suddenly, turns, Bullet from Barcoa! Dreamer falls to the mat as Montoya grabs his leg and looks to look in the Latino Leg lock! Dreamer fights the move, but Montoya gets it locked in the middle of the ring. Dreamer tries to get to the ropes, but Montoya turns the move and drags them from the ropes. Montoya looks up to realize he can see Twizted and asks “how jou like this?” Before he can get an answer Sky Ryder breaks the hold up with a soft kick as he tries to get his bearings.
Max: The New Hannah Montana Kid was about to give his chance at being impressive too with that leg lock thing. But Sky Ryder put a stop to that. Does that make Sky Impressive?
Twizted: May do! It may do!
Montoya gets up and goes to hit a right hand, but it gets block as Sky Ryder hits one of his own, then Montoya gets one, Ryder, Montoya, Ryder, Montoya, Ryder, Ryder ducks a right, whips Montoya into the corner, misses a dropkick as Montoya ducks the impact and hits a quick running elbow drop instead. He picks up Ryder and kicks him in the midsection, he sets him up for a piledriver, but Sky Ryder fights out and sets up the S-K-O, but Montoya reverses into a DDT, which Sky Ryder fights and starts to set up The Sky Lights, but he Montoya squirms out, Sky Ryder turns, Bullet from Barcoa sends Sky Ryder into a waiting Dreamer who hits him with Dream Street! Montoya laughs at the fallen Sky Ryder, letting Dreamer hit him with a hard kick to the midsection, followed by his own trip to Dream Street! Twizted gets up and grabs a microphone from the table as he takes off his head set.
Max: Wait, where’s he going?
Twisted brings up a microphone to his mouth.
Twizted: Stop this spot fest this instant! This match has gone on 9 minutes and 35 seconds, or better put, dragged for 9 minutes and 35 seconds too long. I have made my choice, the man who impressed me the most this match was…Sky Ryder!
Daniel: What? He cannot even move in that ring. Dreamer is the only one standing, he looked dominant in a short contest.
Max: Yes, but look at him, he is still looking good. Sky Ryder is not moving, he will not be fully healed by the time his match with Twizted comes and he will be easy pickings with what is likely a concussion. A few kicks to the head and he will be out of it, great strategy employed by Twizted here tonight.
Daniel: It was a cheap, cowardly move at best and I am disgusted by it. Please, just go to a commercial so we can get over this farce.
The show moves backstage where Carlos and the members of royalty are having a conference in the royalty locker room.
Carlos: Things are looking very promising. I think we’re almost ready.
SiNN is spending his time on Live away from his resistance buddies and the other two… well, they’re set to implode when they face off in a few weeks. Things couldn’t look any better. All three members of the so called resistance are so caught up in their own things that they’ve actually forgotten the reason they came together in the first place. That gives us carte blanche.
And as for their so called leader, well that will soon be a thorn removed from our side.
JMC: Really? What have you got planned?
Don’t you concern yourself with that, leave that to me. Tonight will see a whole new direction to the resistance from everyone in that locker room.
The camera pans to the outside of the room, where Sophie Cassius is standing against the wall, ignoring the events unfolding beyond the door. She lets out a sigh, and turns to open the door and go inside, when she is stopped by a hand on her shoulder. She turns round instantly and braces to scream, but stops herself and has a look of puzzlement on her face.
Sophie: Can I help you?
Frederick Meyer III: Sorry if I’m stepping out of line, but it looks like you have something on your mind. Is everything ok?
Sophie: Yeah, I guess so. It’s just that…
Just then Sophie falls silent as the door to the locker room opens and JMC puts his head round the door.
JMC: I thought I heard voices. There you are, come on in, we’re just setting up to watch the show.
JMC looks beyond Sophie and sees Meyer.
JMC: Can I help you?
Meyer: Nope, was just making my way through and stopped to say hi to Sophie.
Meyer walks off camera and JMC’s gaze follows him, before he turns and holds the door open for Sophie who makes her way inside.
The show returns from commercial and we are backstage in the locker room. Tank is sitting doing some squats in preparation for his match against Phill Bennett later tonight. There is a knock on the door to the locker room and Johnny Bad Blood walks in. Tank glances over to see who it is before continuing with his workout.
Tank: Hey, what’s happening? Unlucky in your run out on Live, but I wouldn’t worry about it too much, SiNN is one of the top guys.
JBB: Yeah, I guess so. Anyway, I just wanted to check if you were ready for your match and to wish you good luck.
Tank: Thanks man, but I’m all set.
Jbb: Where’s Jokester? Has he not come to wish you luck?
Tank: Well, he’s uhh…
JBB: Why do you bother Tank? I mean the guy couldn’t even drop by to wish you luck before your match. It’s obvious he’s just using you to …..
JBB stops as a giggle is heard from the bathroom. JBB looks towards the door as it opens and out steps Jokester followed by Sexxie.
Tank: Like I was saying, he’s just in the bathroom.
JBB: Oh, just ignore what I said then. Anyway, if you need it, I got your back. Uhhh, I have to go.
JBB makes a hasty retreat from the locker room. Sexxie glances back over her shoulder into the bathroom.
Sexxie: You’re right, I’ve never seen one that big before.
Tank stops mid squat and looks over at her and Jokester, with an incredulous look on her face.
Sexxie: And it was so hairy too. Enough to have any girl screaming!
Tank splutters out a cough to try and hide his laughter.
Sexxie: I doubt I’ll be having any more of my relaxing baths on my own after that. I mean, imagine if there was a spider that big in my bath, I don’t know what I’d do.
Daniel: Ready for some Hardcore action Max?
Max: Wait, I thought this was a family program
Daniel: How many more times are you going to tell that joke
Max: I get to say it twice more
"Brain Stew" hits the speakers. Martin Cameron slowly and methodically walks toward the ring, his head bowed in almost prayer
Mina: The following contest is for the WPW Hardcore Championship! Introducing first…Martin Cameron!
Daniel: This dark and shady figure hasn’t quite made that impact yet
Max: Only a few weeks in. I expect big things from this guy
"Let it All Bleed Out" blasts through the arena. 2 just walks to the ring with a cocky smile. He doesn’t showboat or taunt, just walks to the ring, all business
Mina: And his opponent, the WPW Hardcore Champion…2!
Max: How many weeks for this guy now?
Daniel: I believe this is his fourth week in hardcore matches
Max: Wow. Talk about breaking that one week curse
2 enters the ring, reaches in his pocket, and pulls out a cigarette. He lights and takes a drag. Cameron just stays with his head bowed down. The referee approaches 2
Max: Cheapskate trying to bum a smoke
Daniel: Max, there’s no smoking in this building
And the ref tells 2 just that. 2 takes another drag, blowing smoke right in the face of the referee
Daniel: Oh come on, he just asked you not to smoke in here
The referee points his finger at 2, threatening him. 2 takes another drag, then puts his hands up, telling the ref he’ll stop
Daniel: Finally, some order restored
Max: Actually, I wanted to see the ref disqualify 2 in a no DQ Hardcore match
Daniel: He would have… the ref just… nevermind
2 flings the cigarette into the face of Cameron, hitting him in the eye. The scorching burn breaks Cameron’s concentration, causing him to clutch his face in pain. 2 takes advantage by pummeling on the neck of Martin with rights and lefts, sending Cameron to his stomach
Max: I guess all that prayer didn’t help him
Daniel: He had a cigarette burn in his eye, how could he not?
Max: Oh he’s fine. Look at him, he’s probably sleeping
Daniel: He’s wide awake
Max: Is he Daniel? Is he?
2 reaches under Cameron and tilts him back in a camel clutch, holding him by the chin. Cameron throws his arms out, punching at whatever he can find. After several shots to the head, stomach, and arms, 2 relinquishes the hold. Cameron crawls out of harms way, reaching outside the ring and under the mat
Daniel: Intense technical holds applied by 2 in past have won him these matches before
Max: Technique in a hardcore match. Who would have thought?
2 heads back over toward Cameron, grabbing at his shoulders. Cameron turns around, and blasts 2 with some sort of dusty powder he grabbed from under the ring. 2 stumbles back, blinded by the powder
Daniel: What a shot, shades of Mr. Fuji
Max: It’s an eye for an eye Daniel
2 cannot see, and is throwing punches wildly in the air. Cameron takes advantage, knocking 2 down with a leg trip. Both men stand back up quickly. 2, facing the wrong way, lunges at the ropes thinking that they’re Cameron, and bounces off to the ground
Max: He’s like a little drunk out there
Daniel: He better find some way to see again if he wants to stay in this
Cameron answers the stumble with a dropkick to the back. 2 goes down, but is aware enough to turn over to his stomach. Cameron exits the ring, and comes back with a steel chair
Daniel: Ok, say what you will about the cigarette, 2 could be blind out there
Max: So what perfect time to use a weapon against him?
Martin Cameron, as all wrestlers do given this perfect situation, bangs the chair against the ground to alert 2 he is near with a weapon
Max: Of course he does
Cameron swings the chair at 2, but 2 steps out of the way. Unfortunately, he steps the way closer to the chair, knocking him out cold
Daniel: 2 doesn’t know where he is out there
Max: You would think after so many hardcore matches he would be used to a chair shot
Daniel: Your body never gets used to a swing at the head
2 is lying on his back. Cameron sprints toward the ropes, jumps off, and connects with the April Fool’s Lionsault
Daniel: Wow, look at the athletic ability
Max: Twas quite a flip
2 quickly rolls out of the ring, collapsing on his stomach on the outside
Max: I think Cameron has the hardcore champ’s number tonight
2, still dazed and confused, starts sniffing around him. He smells the familiar smell of smoke. He can’t see from the blinding shot, and can smell smoke. The cigarette he threw away earlier is right at his face, surprisingly still lit. 2 pouts his lips, trying to take a drag. He finally gets to the cigarette and takes a drag
Max: One final smoke?
All of a sudden, like a Popeye cartoon come to life, 2 kips up off the ground. He opens his eyes clearly, finally about to see. He hops back in the ring, and charges at Cameron, knocking him down with a clothesline. When Cameron stands back up, 2 knocks him back down again
Daniel: I guess 2 found his spinach
2 beats at his chest, all fired up. When Cameron finally stands again, 2 connects with a 2Die4
Max: Nice move there by 2
Daniel: The almost Curtain Call like move has Cameron dazed
2 makes the cover
One…
Two…
Three…
Mina: Here is your winner…and STILL WPW Hardcore Champion…2!
Daniel: Spinach that comes in packs won this match tonight
Max: And the streak continues
We see Phill Bennett sitting backstage somewhat in a distraught mood. He is just walking around, not warming up for his match but merely stressfully walking in circles. Justin Dreamer walks up to him and looks at him with a slight confusion.
Phill: Problem?
Dreamer: You seem alittle more up your ass than usual.
Phill: Not that it’s any of your business but Becky has gone missing.
Dreamer: You know who did it.
Phill looks at Dreamer with anger in his eyes.
Dreamer: Don’t look at me, you better go look at your family tree for answers.
Phill: What are you talking about?
Dreamer: Jason is the man you are looking for.
Phill: No! Jason would not do that to me, I suggest you keep walking.
Dreamer: Whatever man, denial isn’t just a river in Egypt. My back hurts too much to deal with your shit anyways, time for shots.
Dreamer walks off and Phil stops walking in circles. And just looks towards the lockers.
Phill: Not Jason.
Phill just continues to look on in disbelief.
We come back to TNT to see Billy James and Jokester talking amongst themselves in the background about the good old days, Jokester says something about whoopee cushions and James says something about ladies of the night… The camera continues to move along and we see Scorch and The One playing Madden in their locker room… both in a heated battle, showing off their competitive nature. The One slaps Scorch’s controller and yells “Touch down” and then the camera continues to move through the locker rooms.
The camera now stops in front of Jamie Parker who is talking on the phone with someone….
Jamie: I don’t care how much good publicity it gives me, I am not going to sit there and teach any of those kids, I HATE kids! How do you think I’ll manage to teach them how to be as successful as The Duel Champion Jamie Parker? They can’t even figure out how not to be orphans!
The camera continues on through the locker room and stops now on Royalty’s lockeroom. We see JMC and Judge walking out and Royal Knight watching two weeks ago when Dust got destroyed and left hanging. RK looks a bit scared and fidgety.
Royal Knight: Please Don’t Lose…. Please Don’t Lose…. Please Don’t Lose….
As the fans continue to have a good giggle the camera again starts to go through the various locker rooms. Now it stops in front of a room where Jeremiah Ranks and Dust are seen arguing.
Jeremiah: Be prepared to be electrified!
Dust: Don’t Quote me just fear me!
Jeremiah: No! Be prepared to be electrified!
Dust: Do… not… Quote me… just fear me!
Dan Murph walks into the camera and looks stunned as the two men continue to rant on with their catchphrases.
Dan: Before I announce I am quitting again, can I say you guys are like a broken recond…
The both stop him and look at each other and look back hin and exclaim in unison…
BITCH!
The camera suddenly cuts off as we go back to Daniel and Max at ringside.
Max: So, where is Captain Kirk?
Daniel: Sorry, Max. You’ve lost me.
Max: Well, if I’m not very much mistaken, we’re here in the Starship Enterprise High School, Jim.
Daniel: Em…….that’s the Enterprise, Alabama, High School Gym. Nothing to do with Star Trek.
Max: So, I can tear up all my Klingon jokes then.
Daniel: Sooner the better, Max.
Anyway, here’s the next match, Jean Luc Picard versus the fourth member of the away team whose name we never get to know.
Max: The one in the green shirt with the faulty phaser?
Daniel: That’s the boy.
Mina: The next match is to be decided by one fall. First to the ring, hailing from the Bronx, New York, and weighing in at 285lbs, he is one half of Tokester and one half of Aftermath, he is, I suppose, the Mathster, Tank!!!!!!!!!!!!
Max: Hey! Whaddya know? Mina’s got her own gag writer now.
‘Stronger’ by Kanye West starts off as the hall turns black, then Tank appears as a firework lights up the stage. He points to the ring and starts to make his way down but halts in his tracks as the music switches to ‘Tank’ by The Stranglers.
Daniel: Oh, oh. That change of music suggests that Jokester is in the house.
Max: Lock up your underage daughters, your loose change and your slightly disgruntled tag team partners.
Tank stands, hands on hips, shaking his head before finally getting into the ring and awaiting his opponent.
Mina: his opponent, weighing in at 215lbs and hailing from Canterbury, England, he is the Extreme Submission Machine, Phill Bennett.
Blue smoke covers the entrance area as Phill emerges. ‘To Be Loved’ by Papa Roach replaces the Stranglers on the PA as Phill uses the ropes to flip into the ring. He climbs the turnbuckles and stares down the crowd before back somersaulting into the centre of the ring, narrowly avoiding referee Todd Franklin. Todd calls both men together for routine checks and instructions.
Max: You know, I’m not sure that Phill Bennett is really from Canterbury, England. I whistled the entire ‘Nine Feet Underground’ by Caravan for him and he just looked at me as if I was mad.
Daniel: And Caravan are????
Max: A band from Canterbury England.
Daniel: And Nine Feet Underground lasts for???
Max: 23 minutes. 25 if I elongate the guitar solos.
Daniel: And he called you mad?
Max: Yeah. Insulting, I think.
Daniel: But you’re not sure?
Max: No, but I am sure that this is going to be a great match which is starting…….now!
Ding Ding
Tank goes straight for Phill Bennett’s shoulders, forcing the smaller man to his knees, before bringing up his own knee to hit Bennett under the chin. He follows this up with a headbutt and finally a kick to the chest. Bennett goes flat and Tank covers.
1……..Bennett throws Tank off and shoulder charges him against the ropes. Tank clubs him on the back and Bennett backs off.
Daniel: Philip Bennett has been the less successful of the Bennett brothers. Why do you think that is, Max?
Max: Not enough broccoli, too much masturbation and the wrong color of underpants.
Daniel: More expert opinion from Max Stockton later.
Tank grins as he realizes that he has the advantage over Bennett and German Suplexes him. Going for the second, Tank’s grasp slips and Bennett escapes but Tank goes for an Inverted DDT instead. Bennett head reels but he has enough sense to roll out of the ring until his head clears. Tank goes to the ropes and thinks about using them as a springboard for a Flying Elbow to the outside, but Bennett clutches at his ankle and Tank backs off a little to beckon Bennett back into the ring. Bennett rolls back in but Tank stomps him twice then arm drags him to the mat as he tries to get back up.
Max: Bennett is floundering like Beno did when Sexxie Goregous took her top off in the men’s locker room.
Daniel: Sexxie Goregous took her top off?
Max: Well, that might have been a dream. Reality is a bit of a blur these days.
Bennett ties up with Tank but quickly realizes that he will not win in a trial of strength so uses the ropes to give him momentum, ducks under Tank’s attempted Clothesline then catches him in a Full Nelson Suplex. Tank lands hard so Phill moves quickly to apply a Sharpshooter. Tank is briefly in pain but reaches out to grab the bottom rope and Todd Franklin calls for the break.
Both men get to their feet but Bennett is quick to use the second rope for a Crossbody Takedown. Tank throws him off but Bennett comes straight back at him with an Elbow Drop followed by a cover.
1……………..2………Tank throws Bennett off once again and gets up before Bennett can do further damage. He sets up for the Dayum! Superkick but Bennett sways out of the way and uses Tank’s momentum to move into a Tilt-A-Whirl Slam.
Daniel: Bennett turning the tables now, using his speed to counter Tank’s strength. Oh! That’s a vicious spinning heel kick.
Tank goes down under this barrage and Bennett covers once more.
1…………….2……….Tank again escapes though is beginning to breathe a little harder. He leans against the ropes and the referee comes to check on him. Suddenly a crackling sound of a needle being applied to an old vinyl record fills the hall.
‘I am the Jokester’ comes on the PA distracting Todd Franklin and Jokester ambles down to the ring while reading a copy of ‘Knitting Patterns and Home Security Monthly’. He wears a Jamie Parker T-Shirt with Parker’s face entertaining a crudely drawn penis.
Tank looks to Jokester for some advice about what he should do next but Jokester continues reading his magazine, turning it sideways to look at the centerfold.
Daniel: Jokester here to offer Tank some ideas presumably but he seems more interested in that magazine.
Max: Well, there’s a ‘Build your own Tazer’ article this week. Apparently, all you need is a ball of green wool, a pack of peppermints and a gallon of sulphuric acid.
Daniel: Every home should have one.
Bennett continues to press home his advantage with a Twist of Fate then a Kurt Angle Ankle Lock. Tank yells as the pain begins to bite, but Jokester seems uninterested.
‘Ante Up’ by MOP now hits and Johnny Bad Blood runs to the ring, pushes Jokester out of the way and thumps the mat to encourage Tank. Jokester holds up his magazine, the centerfold accidentally torn in the collision, and gets an angry look on his face. He slams JBB’s face off the ring apron and the pair then start trading forearms.
The confrontation outside the ring attracts Todd Franklin over to try to break it up and Tank is able to kick Bennett with his free leg forcing him to release the hold. Bennett reels backwards and crashes into Todd Franklin causing him to fold to the ground.
Bennett looks round and spots Franklin on the mat. He grins and leaves the ring, sidestepping Johnny Bad Blood as he Blood Drivers Jokester to the unyielding gym floor.
Tank tries to stop his two erstwhile tag partners fighting but Jokester bounces straight back up and Whoopee Cushions Bad Blood.
Bennett returns to the ring unnoticed and crashes Tank across the back of the neck with a steel chair he has picked up ringside. Tank turns in pain and is met by a second chair shot to the top of his head. He goes down and Bennett throws the chair away then rouses the referee before covering Tank.
1………………….
2………………….
Thr……No!!!!!!!!!!!!
JBB and Jokester each grab a leg of Todd Franklin and pull him away from the count, pointing towards the discarded chair.
Franklin indicates that he didn’t see any illegal activity other than from the two men on the outside, but Jokester and Bad Blood put an arm around each other and protest that they are they best of friends. They shake hands and grin at Franklin.
Phill Bennett gives up yelling at the referee and releases the cover to come over and tell him to resume counting.
Tank gets behind him and pulls him down into a simple schoolboy roll-up.
Franklin scurries over and slams the mat.
1…………………..
2…………………..
3!!!!!
Ding Ding
Mina: The winner of this contest…….Tank!!!!!
Tank releases and rolls out of the ring to raise the hands of Johnny Bad Blood and Jokester. Bennett slams the mat in frustration.
Daniel: Tank takes it, though not without the help of his brother and his…….best friend??? That hardly seems likely.
Max: How sick do you have to be to have the Jokester as your best friend? I mean, I can just about understand the Dream having no friends, but Tank?????
Daniel: Well, it’ll be interesting to see where he goes from here. Good win for Tank, but from now on, is it Aftermath………or Tokester? I guess we'lll just have to wait and.......
Falls Apart by Hurt starts playing over the speakers, interrupting Danile mid-sentence.
Daniel: What's this?
Max: this is the boss!
Carlos Gonzalez struts to the ring, looking determined. He climbs into the ring and is looking around with a contemplative look on his face. He demands a mic from a staff hands and one scurries over to get him one. The man gives it to him and Carlos walks to the middle of the ring.
Carlos: Well I want to make this quick and sweet. Before WPW takes over PCW’s tradition of Tournament of Champions we will be holding are 2nd annual Activation… entitled Reactivation. A lot has happened over the last week and if finally time to get back to business and try and guarantee we have a wonderful show for you all. Currently though… we only have one match signed, and that’s why I am out here tonight. It’s to give my own state of address in the WPW Championship and more importantly it’s current holder The One.
The crowd pops with enthusiasm as they hear the champions name.
Carlos: Yes, The One… I have held back for so long on how to approach his actions but now for the first time I am taking charge of this situation.
Daniel: What the hell is he talking about! He has done everything in his power to take the title away from The One, not to mention ruin his career!
Max: Quiet Daniel! Your boss is speaking.
The crowd boos Carlos
Carlos: I know this might come to a shock to you all but I am not a fan of how The One conducts himself. He is a danger to every person and fan in this company and it has to stop! In two months time, He had delivered a Godlike Drop to Sophie Cassius, Hit a Alabama off the top of a thirty foot steel cage almost ending JMC’s career and most importantly taking the unity of my family and split it apart. Now this is a family show and these type of action will kill this company, must I mention Skittles?
TASTE THE RAINBOW… TASTE THE RAINBOW… TASTE THE RAINBOW.
The crowd chants mocking the owner of the company.
Carlos: Quiet!
YOU SUCK…. YOU SUCK… YOU SUCK
The new chant fills the gym. The Owner shakes it off.
Carlos: Effective this second, I declare marshal law on The One’s career. Any man out there who wishes to take this fight into his own hands, is fully in his right to do what he must at this time. WPW fans, this is a declaration of War! No longer will I stand by and watch him destroy what I built! This company survives by me! I killed PCW! Soon One that title will be back where it belongs… off you waist! That is my property and consider your self on notice… because I am Carlos…
Just How Deep Do You Believe?
Would you bite the hand that feeds?
The Ones music hit’s the speakers and the crowd goes nuts. The One walks out and heads straight for the ring. He doesn’t stop just keeps his eyes focused on Carlos and jumps into the ring He stand right in the face of Carlos.
Carlos: You don’t even think of touching me you Bastard. It will be the last thing you…
The One smiles and extends his arms in the God Like Pose! The crowd goes nuts.
Daniel: No! He can’t! can he?
Max: He Can’t!
The One kicks Carlos to the ribs and puts him on his shoulders. He looks around for a moment and then drops the Owner square on his head. The One jumps up and with great enthusiasm does another God Like Pose. He grabs the mic and places it his lips. He looks down at Carlos and speaks.
The One: You want War? Then so be it. But mark my words Carlos, when this ends… you not have enough strength…
To Thank Me When It’s Over!
The One drops the mic and walks calmly back to the back.
Daniel: I guess The One answered Carlos’ Declaration of War.
Max: God help us all.
TNT now comes back to show someone knocking at the door of a locker room, it seems to be a road worker knocking on Brock Goodman’s door. Yet, Brock doesn’t answer the door… the staff worker pounds harder… but still silent. The staff worker shrugs his shoulders and walks off.
The camera now flips to a security camera inside Brock Goodman’s dressing room. Goodman is sitting in the dead center middle of the room, looking into blank space. He looks at his hands, grips them and extends them as wide as he can. He looks shaken just from looking at them. He then tries to get his mind off his current thoughts.
Daniel: Is he okay Max?
Max: I don’t want to know what that man’s mind is going through.
Brock begins to to tape his wrists for the match later tonight, he goes around his wrist… every rotation a little tighter, a little more strength and anger put into his effort. He stops and rips the tape from the roll to finish taping them.
Daniel: He if stunned, he looks like he will be fighting tonight.
Max: I had no worries about Brock!
Now Brock begins to tie his boot but stops as he notices himself in the mirror. He looks into his own eyes, just gazing at the look of his face. We see his face suddenly grow angry, furious with what he sees. He stands up in a quick action and throws the chair right into the mirror that sits across the room from him. His breathing become erratic but then he stops… and just sit back on the bench which is near by.
Daniel: Well everybody, I believe it's time for the number one contenders match for the Florida State Championship, which, as you all surely know, will be the first wrestling appearance by Brock Goodman since the unfortunate tragedy only two weeks ago.
Max: Well Daniel, I mean this is just one of those events where as bad as what happened was, Brock Goodman still needs to make a living, and even though I heard he didn't want to even think about the inside of a ring, he's going to have to compete in one tonight.
Daniel: Two weeks ago Brock Goodman was declared the winner of the match when Ben Whyndam was deemed unable to continue. He never officially scored the win however, and rather just walked away with a victory, and a weight on his shoulders that would last a lifetime. Well Carlos Gonzalez, who is still dealing with legal matters revolving around the
entire situation, said he’s not convinced that a victory such as the one Goodman got really earned him a shot at the company’s 2nd most prestigious championship, so he’s made this match between Brock Goodman and Royal Knight to determine who will move on to ReActivation, in a recently announced triple threat match featuring the Champion Jamie Parker, and a mystery challenger yet to be named.
Sweet Dreams by Marilyn Manson hits and Brock Goodman nervously makes his way from the back. He casts furtive glances all around him as he walks down the ramp and pauses as he gets to the ring.
Mina: Introducing First, from Sin City, and weighing 295lbs, Brock Goodman.
The crowd shout enthusiasm to Brock, and he finally shakes his head and climbs onto the apron and between the ropes, before making his way to a corner and standing there without any pomp or ceremony.
Daniel: There's something about Brock that just doesn't look right tonight.
Max: Maybe so Daniel, but h heas to do this. The best way for him to get over all this is to get back in the ring.
Daniel: Possibly the wisest thing you've ever said.
An unfamiliar tune begins to play over the speakers.
"I can't seem to face up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I
Can't relax
I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire
Don't touch me I'm a real live wire
Psycho Killer
Qu'est-ce que c'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Psycho Killer
Qu'est-ce que c'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
You start a conversation you can't even finish it.
You're talkin' a lot, but you're not sayin' anything.
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.
Say something once, why say it again?"
Brcok's face goes a ghastly white as Royal Knight makes his way to the ring with a cocky smile on his face, poinint at Brcok Goodman as the words "Psycho killer" are playted. Brock backs into the corner and Royal Knight slides into the ring.
Daniel: What the hell is that? That has to be one of the most putrid moments in WPW history.
Max: I just don't know what to say to that.
Mina: His opponent, from Dallas, Texas and Weighing 215lbs, Royal Knight.
Royal Knight stands tall in the middle of the ring, his back straight, his shoulders firm. Brock, who height wise normally towers over Royal Knight, stands almost unconfidently in his own corner, moving forward gingerly where the two men meet in the middle of the ring. Royal Knight looks Brock up and down, then looks him square in the eye and says “Not gonna kill me are you?” Daniel and Max both gasp on commentary as Brock absolutely snaps and lunges at Royal Knight, pushing his upright shoulders down hard into the mat.
Max: (whispering) Did the cameras pick that up?
Daniel: I don’t know! Brock Goodman moving quick on the offense here after looking border line unsure of himself just moments before.
Brock Goodman begins screaming in Royal Knight’s face as he shoves his shoulders up and down repeatedly into the mat. He’s yelling loud enough for everyone in the arena to hear as he screams “You think that was funny? You think you’re a fucking joker?” Royal Knight tries to push Brock off him but Brock violently punches him across the face, then punches him across the face a second time. Royal Knight looks back up to Brock, involuntarily spitting up a bit of blood. Brock sees the Blood and then, with his eyes wide, stands up and takes a few steps back.
Daniel :Well I was about to say that Brock snapped, but just as quickly it looks like he’s snapped back out of it.
Max: Look at him, he’s terrified of the sight of blood.
Royal Knight gets up to a knee, then spits out a bit more blood before standing.
Daniel: Well Royal Knight deserved that, I mean, what an asshole thing to say to the man. That was absolutely disrespectful.
Max: Well Daniel, for once, I agree with you.
Daniel: Thank God.
Royal Knight steps up to Brock and gets in his face again, then slaps him right across the face. The crowd all boo as Brock’s face turns to the side, then back to Royal Knight. RK yells in his face “Do something about it! Do something bitch!”, then slaps him a second time. Brock Goodman quickly turns back to Royal Knight and uses both his arms to push him back. Royal Knight takes a step forward as if he’s going to move to Brock again but Brock comes lunging at him with a stiff clothesline knocking the Royalty member to the mat.
Daniel: Brock isn’t going to put up with the Knight’s shit tonight. Maybe that clothesline will actually teach that arrogant prick a lesson.
Max: It’ll teach him a lesson alright! Duck.
Royal Knight gets back to his feet and the instant he does Brock is waiting to scoop him up and slam him back down to the mat. Brock watches Royal Knight bounce on the mat for a moment, then jumps slightly and drops his knees to Royal Knight’s abdomen. Royal Knight coughs as the air is knocked out of him, and suddenly Brock Goodman, who had just got back to his feet, finds himself backing up again instead of continuing his offense.
Max: What’s wrong with him?
Daniel: I don’t know Max.
Max: Is he going to do that after every move?
Daniel: I don’t know Max!
Royal Knight continues coughing for a moment, then makes his way back to his feet. He looks to Brock, who is standing by the ropes almost as if he’s shell-shocked, then makes an advance for him. Royal Knight aims right for the face as he charges Brock with a Big Boot like Mafia kick, but Brock ducks and turns around to face the Royal one. Royal Knight turns around and just as he does, Brock Goodman is there to lift him up in a side slam, and drop him back to the mat, landing on top of him for the cover.
One
Two
T!Shoulder Up!
Daniel: Brock wanted to end this match right there, but it was not to be.
Max: No, you’re not going to pin Royal Knight after a few punches, a clothesline, a scoop slam, and a side slam.
Daniel: You mean, you actually learned the names of moves?
Max: What? No, I have a soc! Eh.
Daniel: Social Life?
Max: I learned them from you you buffoon.
Daniel: Uh huh.
Both men begin to stand but on the way up Royal Knight pops Brock right in the nose with an elbow. Brock staggers and stays on one knee while Royal Knight stands, then RK lifts a knee right into Brock’s chin uppercutting the larger man. Brock falls onto his back, and Royal Knight instantly jumps into the air, getting good height on his jump, and lands a leg drop right to Brock Goodman’s neck.
Max: The age old debate is settled.
Daniel: What’s that?
Max: White men can jump.
Daniel: But isn’t he a royal steed?
Max: Ah that’s right, damnit.
Royal Knight is quickly back up to his feet again, and watches as Brock begins to sit up. Royal Knight swings his leg full force toward Brock to collide right at the tip of his spine, as the crowd gasp feeling Brock’s pain as the snap noise is heard. Brock clenches his fists, then
continues to get up regardless of the pain, and turns around to face Royal Knight. Royal Knight hits him with a forearm smash to the face, and Brock takes a few steps back. Royal Knight stays all over Brock Goodman though and hits him with another stiff forearm, then a right handed jab right to the mouth. Brock reaches forward to shove Royal Knight back off him and toward the ground, but Royal Knight keeps his footing and only comes back with another stiff shot to the mouth, then an elbow to the eye forcing Brock to put up his arms in defense.
Daniel: This is actually somewhat hard to watch. These men are really laying into one another.
Max: Well Royal Knight is just using a strategy.
Daniel: What strategy is that? Being an asshole?
Max: No, doing whatever the hell you need to do to ultimately become the Florida State Champion.
Royal Knight kicks Brock in the shin, and the instant he does so Brock lowers an arm. Royal Knight brings his fist in toward Brock’s face one more time but Brock reaches out and catches the fist of RK! Royal Knight looks to Brock wide eyed for a moment, then yells out in pain as Brock begins squeezing the closed fist of Royal Knight. Brock continues to squeeze for a moment then with a roar of his own he reaches out and using his own fist backhands Royal Knight across the face, sending him down harshly to the mat. Royal Knight gets right back up, holding his face as he stands, and Brock Goodman quickly grabs him in a bear hug. Royal Knight quickly counters the bear hug by reaching both his arms out and clapping them together over the ears of Brock Goodman. Goodman drops RK on his feet and Royal Knight leans forward to attempt a suplex on Brock Goodman, but the weight of Goodman is too much. Goodman reverses the suplex and attempts to suplex Royal Knight from the inside of the ring all the way to the mats outside but luckily for Royal Knight he turns in midair and lands behind Goodman, over the ropes, but on the ring apron. Royal Knight reaches forward and grabs Goodman from behind around the chin and jumps to reverse guillotine him on the ropes, but Goodman uses his power to simply drag Royal Knight forward and snapmare him
with authority over his shoulder and to the mat in front of him. Royal Knight rolls as he hits the mat and quickly gets back to his feet, turns around, and runs right into a stiff right hand from Brock Goodman right to the nose! Royal Knight simply falls backward, and the crowd roar in approval.
Daniel: Holy hell what an exchange there between Royal Knight and Brock Goodman, this action is fast packed, and it’s really hot between these two competitors.
Max: You damn skippy soldja!
Daniel: What?
Max: I don’t know, but you’re right, this is fantastic.
Brock Goodman looks from side to side as the crowd cheer him amazed to hear them. He, for two seconds, almost appears as if he wants to smile, but then a stern frown appears on his face. He puts his hands over his ears, and begins to shake his head violently from side to side.
Max: What the hell is he doing?
Daniel: Um! I’m not sure.
Max: Is he trying not to hear the people cheering for him?
Daniel: It might sound crazy! But I believe Brock may not want to be cheered. Maybe he feels like if he’s cheered, it’ll mean he’s forgiven, and maybe he’s not ready to forgive himself!
Max: Damn, yeah, ok. Sounds better than anything I’d of come up with.
While Brock Goodman stands with his hands covering his ears, Royal Knight stands up and quickly kicks Brock in the side. Brock hunches to the side in pain, and as soon as he does Royal Knight sends his other leg up to kick Brock in the chest. Brock catches the leg though, and after a moment of hopping on one leg Royal Knight jumps up to enzugiri the larger man. Brock sees the move coming though and ducks, letting Royal Knight crash and burn landing on his chest. Brock Goodman instantly gets on top of him and seems to be attempting to lock in a camel clutch but Royal Knight slips out. Royal Knight gets to his feet with his back to Goodman, but Goodman is up one moment faster than RK is and grabs him in quick back suplex, and drops RK on his back. Brock goes for the cover.
One
Two
Shoulder Up!
Daniel: This entire match, Brock has been one step ahead of Royal Knight, but it seems almost as if Brock is holding himself back a bit. I can’t help but shake the feeling his heart isn’t into the match up tonight.
Max: Well it’s obviously not. It’s not like he wants to lose, no one wants that, but he’s spending time playing Royal Knight’s game. He’s wrestling, when he should go for the big impact moves and put Stallion to sleep.
Royal Knight pushes Brock forcefully off of him and then gets half way to his feet before Brock grabs him from behind and tries to wrestle him back to the ground. Royal Knight moves and maneuvers inside Brock’s grip, and eventually turns enough times to force Brock’s hands to cross over each other and break the hold. Royal Knight turns around and, as Brock is stumbling, kicks him right between the eyes. The crowd gasp.
Daniel: Look at that offense, that is just pure disrespect, he doesn’t need to be that stiff, he doesn’t need to fight that dirty.
Max: And he doesn’t need the Florida State Championship either Daniel, but if he wants it, that’s what he’s going to have to do to get in the same league as Parker, and to have a remote chance of defeating both Parker and a mystery opponent.
Daniel: Don’t think Royal Knight can pin Parker?
Max: Win? Yes. Pin Parker? I’m not sure. But he might not need to.
Daniel: Well he has to pin Brock first!
Max: What? Oh yeah!
Royal Knight does just that, and as Brock holds his face he hooks the
leg.
One
Two
Th!Kickout!
Max: One second away! Royal Knight was one second away fr-
Daniel: Don’t start doing that Heyman shit.
Max: Sorry.
Brock gets to his feet and Royal Knight is right behind him. Royal Knight kicks the back of Brock’s thigh hard causing it to spasm, and Brock to go to one knee. Royal Knight hops around behind Brock for a moment waiting for him to stand again, and the instant he does Royal Knight sends out another hard kick to the back of his thigh. Brock this time falls to the mat holding his leg, and Royal Knight quickly jumps on top to hook it.
One
Two
Brock throws Royal Knight off him with authority!
Max: Wow! Brock Goodman just hurled Royal Knight off him!
Daniel: The fire has been lit inside the monster.
Brock Goodman stands, a new passion in his eyes, and he charges Royal Knight. Royal Knight sees Brock coming and quickly sidesteps him, causing Brock to collide chest first with the turnbuckle. Royal Knight snaps his body back and delivers a crisp super kick right to the chin of Brock Goodman, sending him falling to the mat!
Max: Holy shit! Stallion just kicked the holy living shit out of Goodman! The lights are on but no one’s home Daniel!
Daniel: It’s Royal Knight, not Stallion, but believe me he’s aware!
Royal Knight looks to Goodman quickly, and then looks to the turnbuckle and points to it. The crowd boo, but Royal Knight could care less as he climbs the turnbuckle, then flips his lucky necklace up to his mouth and kisses it.
Max: Ballgame!
Daniel: C’mon, come up with your own material!
Royal Knight moonsaults off the top rope but Brock Goodman rolls out of the way!
Max: WHAT?!
Daniel: Goodman was playing opossum!
Brock Goodman quickly gets to his feet and pulls RK up to his as well. Royal Knight tries to fight back but Brock Goodman gives him a solid punch between the eyes, then lifts him up onto his shoulders. The crowd all get to their feet as Brock prepares to put Royal Knight to sleep.
Daniel: Here it comes! For now, Royal Knight will sleep!
Max: What the hell?
After a few moments, Brock is still standing in the middle of the ring, with Royal Knight still on his shoulders. The crowd are looking on in confusion, a few of them getting restless as Brock, after a full ten seconds, still stands motionless.
Max: What’s going on?
Daniel: I think he’s….. afraid!
The camera gets closer to Brock’s face, and Brock is indeed sweating bullets. His eyes look almost surreal, nervous, and borderline panicking. Brock’s body begins to shake as he holds Royal Knight above him, but Royal Knight begins to quickly kick his legs! Royal Knight manoeuvres on Brock’s shoulders and then grabs his arm, pulls himself back over the front of Brock and quickly wraps his legs around Brock’s to lock him in a La Magistral Cradle! The ref counts.
One
Two
Three!!!
Almost in shock, Royal Knight lets go of the pin, and stands as the
referee raises his arm.
Mina: The winner of this match and NEW number one contender for the Florida State Championship! Royal Knight!
Daniel: Royal Knight actually pulled this one off, and I for one, am absolutely shocked!
Max: Why? Royal Knight is one of the top wrestlers on our roster, and apparently unlike Brocky there, he knows the difference between taking advantage of others mistakes, and letting others take advantage of yours.
Before Daniel and Max can continue, and Royal Knight is on his way out of the ring, a man slides under the bottom rope aside of him. Royal Knight looks back to see who it was, but then keeps on walking as the man approaches Brock Goodman.
Daniel: Why that’s…
Max: Paul Dinatale…
Paul Dinatale suddenly spears Goodman damn near out of his boots, then begins pummeling him in the ring as security rush from the crowd to break up the fight.
Daniel: My God! Paul Dinatale is going right after Brock Goodman here! This is insane!
Max: He’s holding a grudge obviously, but holy shit is he hitting him hard!
Daniel: Get these cameras out of here!
Reigning hardcore champion 2 is walking towards the locker room with a grin on his face after his successful title defense earlier in the evening. But all of a sudden he is stopped by Amy White.
Amy White: 2! Congratulations on yet another title defense!
2: I guess I am not always the unluckiest number.
Amy White: So what do you think of you opponents thus far?
2: I have faced the fastest, the biggest and now one of the strangest and I still hold this title, through everything they have thrown at me, I have held this title at the end of the day. This title is my passion, and with all the pain it brings… I will endure.
Amy White: As you know there is a raffle each week to find your next opponent.
2: Yes.
Amy White: Well this week only 5 raffle tickets were bought.
2: Really? Suddenly I find myself with a lack of competition.
Amy White: Well I forgot to mention the all five raffle ticket were bought by The WPW Champion, the man you formally managed… The One.
2 looks at Amy for a moment and shakes his head in acknowledgment. He then walks off thinking. Amy says good luck as he walks away and she then shrugs her shoulders.
Amy White: You heard it here folks, next week it could very well be our WPW Champion The Onevs. his former manager and current WPW Hardcore champion 2.
2 suddenly comes back into the shot and looks at Amy, he reaches out and takes the mic from her hand.
2: So One wants another title around waist. The man who I hold great respect for wants to take away my first place trophy....his isnt enough, he is the king of WPW and yet he wants to come down to my little world and defeat me again.
2 shakes his head and then wipes the sweat from his eyes.
2: Well Champ, I hope you are ready for a fight because its going to be a whole lot tougher then you think.....Ill see you next week. Hopefully for you your unlucky number isnt 2! Better be ready for second place, its.....2 die 4!
2 shoves the mic back into Amy's hands and then walks away
The members of Royalty are sitting in their locker room once again, this time the mood is lighter as JMC and Judge raise glasses of champagne and toast Royal Knight’s win.
JMC: To the next Florida State champion.
JMC, Royal Knight and The Judge clink glasses, while Sophie watches on from a sofa. Suddenly the door busts open. The three men spin round and face the door and then relax again.
Carlos: Did you see that? Did you see what that son of a bitch did to me? Just who the hell does he think he is? He wants to accept my declaration of war, then on his head be it. Tonight I want you to go out there and send the message we discussed. It’s time to let people know that Royalty is here to stay and that the time for messing is over. Take those two bastards out, and make sure everyone gets the message. Understood?
The Judge: Sure thing boss, it’ll be our pleasure!
Carlos: And one more thing, if I ever come back her again and see you celebrating a single victory like that, there will be repercussions. We can celebrate when the job is done and our goals achieved, not before then.
Daniel: Are you ready to make some History?
Max: What?
Daniel: Tonight is a rather special night in WPW’s history. For the first time in The Main Event, We have The World Champion, The Florida State Champion and The World Tag Team Champions! That is over four pieces of gold in one simple tag team matchup.
Max: And that’s history??
Daniel:... Well (Shuffles paper)... Yeah it is. Wait, it’s also the first time that the tag team champions have been in the Main Event of a TNT. So I guess that’s historic too.
Max: And the Florida title? First time for it too?
Daniel: (Shuffling again) I guess so too! Good for both those titles!
Max: Man the WPW title is such a glory hog!
Daniel: No Wait! The Florida Title HAS already was in a main event... The week before Whiplash. JMC and MVP Vs. Jesse Long and Nick Comoroto! Of course back then it was “The Incredible One” as our state champion and James Moriarty Cassius as our WPW champion...
Max: You spend to much time with those statistic books of yours. Surprised you haven’t announced your engagement to it... ANyway, before you do that, i'd be wary.
Daniel: Huh?
Max: It's been unfaithful. the Tag team champions have been in a mian event before, thety were involved in an 8 man champions vs challengers tag match a few weeks before Redemption.
Danile: Well, i never! You do pay attention after all.
“Blisters and Coffee” by The Classic Crime begin to play over the speakers and soon out comes the superstar we all know as Scorch. The crowd is on their feet at Scorch charges down the ring, not carrying a belt with him.. for now. He riles up the crowd as he enters the ring, sliding as far as he can across it.
Mina: The Following Contest is a Tag Team Match, and is not for any of the available titles... First in the ring, From Tinley Park in Illinois.... He is the WPW World Title’s Number One Contender..... Scorchhhhh-ah!
Daniel: And first to the ring, the only man in this match who is actually without a world title around his waist. But, as Mina so correctly pointed out, that might not be for long!
The music eventually dies down, only to be replaced by a series of words..
Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
And before long, “The Hand that Feeds” By Nine in Nails begins to stir up an almost rabid frenzy in he crowd as they rise to their feet to see their hero enter the arena. Eventually the One, his WPW world title belt hanging around his waist, does so and the frenzy hits an inconceivable high! The One throws his arms out and above his head, soaking in the atmosphere before beginning his brooding walk down to the ring.
Mina: And his partner... From Saint Paul, Minessota and weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds.. He is the WPW WORLD CHMAPION....... THE... ONEEE!!!
Daniel: And here is the man they all want to see, the WPW champion and tremendous Athlete, The One.
Max: Of course the WPW champion HAS to be in the main event..
Daniel: Well.. Yes. Where else is he meant to be booked? He’s the best the company has!
Max: Well he could share it around a bit.
Daniel: You are absolutely hopeless!
“Getting Away With Murder” by Papa Roach stops as soon as The One Hits the God Like Pose next to Scorch. This move of music-changery was obviously designed to infuriate The One and it did so, he looks over at the entrance annoyed at the scene. However he soon is staring at Tag team champion Jason Bennett, holding his title belt over his shoulder. Bennett looks pleased at the anger he causes in the One’s face and soon has no problem making a beeline for the ring, even with The WPW champion staring him down!
Max: And their opponents, first, from Canterbury, England and weighing in at an even two hundred and fifty pounds... He is one Half of the WPW Tat Team champions.... Jasonnn Bennettttttt!!!!!
Daniel: Jason Bennett, seconded only to The Judge himself, he is possibly the greatest Tag team Wrestler in WPW’s history. Having held two tag team belts, been in three completely unrelated teams and bringing a real vicious winning streak to all those teams.
Max: Impressive CV, isn’t it? Or perhaps, with all the teams he’s been in, he’s actually quite the homewrecker! You might say that hes the best Tag team champ, perhaps he’s actually the worst and no one can stand him for that long... Ha! Think about that!
Daniel: You know, sometimes your crazy, self obsessed logic can get on to something...
Max: I aim to please.
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Max: Look, Daniel. Someone is actually calling out for you and all your stupid, pointless facts.. They’re on the speakers at the moment.
Daniel: I hate you.. That’s just the beginning to Jamie Parker’s Song!
“The Prisoner” by Iron Maiden, Jamie Parker’s theme music finally kicks back in. And with a chorus of boos, out comes the Dual champions. Jamie Parker. Both titles, the Tag Team Title and Florida State Title on each shoulders. He looks, to put it simply... Happy. His grin lights up the crowd in the exact opposite way as The One and Scorch did.
Mina: And his partner and the last member of the match... From Harchester, England... He is both one half of the WPW Tag Team Champions AND Florida State Champion.... Jamieee Parkerrr!!!!!
Parker meets Jason Bennett at the bottom of the ring as they both move up into the ring, meeting The One and scorch face to face. Parker meets scorch and smiles at him before pointing to The One’s title, then Jason’s title, then BOTH of his titles. Then he points at Scorch but realises, mockingly, that he doesn’t have a title! Parker then, with a dumb broad smile grabs one of his titles and offers it to scorch, which gets a boo from the audience and a laugh from Bennett.
Max: Haha. Parker’s having a bit of fun there.
Daniel: That’s not funny!
Scorch slaps away the title and begins to have words with Parker. The One Joins in helping his friends talk trash. Scorch says something obviously along the lines of “I don’t need a title, I’ll soon have that one” and points at The One’s title. The One, who is still laying verbally into Parker, suddenly stops and looks at Scorch with his eyes wide open.
Max: Ohh, that struck a chord with these two!
Daniel: The One is a proud man, I think this really did get to him.
The One pulls Scorch over and begins to argue with him, not appreciating the automatic assumption Scorch made that he will be taking the title from him at ReActivation. Scorch argues back on the defence. But within this battle getting too heated Jason Bennett soon has dropped Scorch as he is distracted. Bennett applies a schoolboy and has Scorch rolled up! He then jumps up and puts his Feet on the rope!
Daniel: Oh my God!
Max: Are they going to win it?
The Referee has dropped as The One looks surprised. Parker soon and rather decisively aims a title belt at The one, which connects and makes him fall back, unable to interfere!
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Max: Wait a minute, is the main event over?
Daniel: It might be! In fact, I think it is!
Max: HOW THE FUCK??
Bennett soon has Scorch kicked out and Bennett slides from the Ring. Scorch looks agitated to say the least and Parker is beside himself, jumping for joy!
Daniel: The referee is up and is holding their hands above their heads! It looks official... This has to be the shortest match ever as our main event!
The accolades are soon cut short.. Very short as Music begins to play through the speakers... “Kashmir” by Bond. Soon enough, dressed in a suit, out walks JMC. He is obviously out on a rush as he appears to be eating something from a packet.
Daniel: Are those Skittles?
Cassius soon puts the food in his pocket and pulls a microphone from his other one, wiping his hands on his jacket.
JMC: I apologise profusely to everyone involved here, but what I need to say is important, and as much as you all might not believe it, I have something relevant to say....
Max: Seriously, this is so confusing, JMC is here, at the end of the match that barely started.
JMC: Carlos has asked me to address the results of this match and of the decision made by our dearest member of WPW’s referee team. Now the call was made that Jamie Parker and Jason Bennett have defeated Scorch and The One and I applaud that effort by our champions... However, after decisions and reviews have been made by our benevolent employer, He has decided that the referee did NOT signal the bell to cause the start of this match to become legal. Thus the pinfall is null and void... And the match CONTINUES!!!
Daniel: Well, we are actually going to see a full match now! JMC, on orders from the Boss, has restarted this match!
Max: This is so crazy... I feel like my head will explode!
Parker and Bennett look absolutely outraged, they are yelling and trying to argue back at JMC but Cassius isn’t listening. Soon however they can’t argue any longer and are assaulted by Scorch and The One who have sprung from the ring. Scorch is particularly merciless on Bennett. The One soon throws Parker In there as Scorch has launched Bennett into the steel steps mercilessly. One soon looks back at JMC who is still there. Cassius mouths the words “I still hate you” at him before dangling the packet of Skittles out at him. He makes a gesture and the bell sounds
*Ding Ding*
Daniel: And here we are back in the Main Event!
Max: So this is it, no win on anyone?
Daniel: None! JMC cleared it up
Max: What I don’t understand is how JMC actually helped The One...
The One has ducked back into the Ring with Jamie Parker still staring at the lights. The One launches an elbow drop which connects to his midsection, bring Parker to attention. The One then grabs Parker and lifts him up, before assaulting him with several punches to take the Florida champ back to the ropes. He throws a European uppercut to the second ever European Florida Champion and forces Parker to use ropes as support. The One backs off as the referee orders him too, but soon charges and lays a knee into Parker’s face, bouncing against the ropes as he charges.
Daniel: And the One, always a vicious competitor, now doubly so as he tries to make up for some lost ground. And probably there’s a bit of desire for revenge thrown in there too...
Max: Oh there’d be a lot of desire in there!
Parker falls to the mat and The One kneels down to apply a side headlock. He lifts Parker’s head up and we see the pain etched on his face. Soon enough, Parker has been dragged across the ring and over to Scorch. The One Throws an arm out and Scorch tags into this match. The One lets go as scorch throws a Kick to Parker’s gut, bending him over and, for the moment, incapacitating him from running to his Partner and saving his skin. Scorch leaves Parker turned over and readies a charge. He bounces off the opposing ropes and hits Parker with a Spark (Running Knee)
Max: Oh, the second knee to Parker’s face. That’s one knee to his face for every title belt.
Daniel: Amazing mathematics, Max.
Scorch Takes his chance and seizes the day. He grabs Parker’s head and feet and, while pressing on Parker’s back with his knee, bends them back towards each other. Parker yells in pain and throws out his arms to reach for the ring ropes. Parker is about a foot away with his arms outstretched and begins to try and scuffle, but as he does, Scorch pulls on his head and reigns him in, causing more pain as he struggles. Parker battles through this and keeps moving, Scorch however still has locks on Parker and all Parker does in his attempt to break free is simply spin them the other way around, facing the opposite way as to where they were before. Parker seems to stop struggling for a moment but Scorch is wise enough not to relax any of the pressure. But soon enough Scorch is hit from the back of the head by a wrestling boot, the same one connected to Jason Bennett’s foot. Scorch lets go as it connects, saving Parker from more agony.
Max: Merely Good teamwork, Daniel, not cheating at all like you suggested.
Daniel: I didn’t suggest anything at all... Even though it was bad sportsmanship.
Max: You know what, I’m sometimes surprised that Carlos hasn’t fired you for being so biased towards the people the ‘crowd’ likes... The only reason I say all the things that I do is because I’m trying to level the field so everyone is even
Daniel: Bullcrap, you cheer because you have money on some of these people that you say ‘look’ impressive. Remember how much you lost on Unit?
Bennett is pushed from the ring by the referee as Scorch begins to get his bearings. Parker is getting up as well and using this to the full advantage for a man who had been recently been making a U shape with the wrong end of his back. He reaches out and jumps, moving towards Jason Bennett, Scorch grabs his leg and pulls him back, Scorch then lifts up Parker and soon drops him with a stiff clothesline to his face. Scorch then keeps up his attack and raises Parker up by the back of his neck, but Scorch is again attacked by Bennett.. however this time the Referee does not stop it! The One gets into the ring to interfere and even the odds but The referee stops him!
Daniel: There must have been a tag there, Now Jason Bennett is the legal man!
Bennett sets his sights on Scorch, throws him straight into the turnbuckle and charges right into the Contender’s midsection, throwing the air out of him like fire from a dragon. Bennett looks pleased as punch and soon, rather ironically, punches Scorch as he gets to his senses. He then pulls Scorch off the ends of the buckle and plants a DDT on him in the center of the ring. Scorch flip over and lands on his back as if he were suplexed. Bennett goes for a cover.
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Kickout by Scorch
Daniel: Not that easy to get one over Scorch.. In fact, even someone as good as JMC has had an impossible time pinning Scorch to the mat.
Max: Well the same can be said for Jason Bennett too, he’s a monster at defeating people... Hell, it was him who helped eliminate someone to make Parker champion!
Bennett looks annoyed again and Throws Scorch at the ropes. Scorch hits them and bounces back as planned. But as Scorch gets there he shoulder blocks Bennett and Bennett stumbles to keep vertical. Scorch runs again at Bennett and hits the ropes to get the right speed.. But Parker interferes, with a kick to Scorch’s head as he bounces off. Scorch crashes forwards with the momentum he had coming to a disturbing halt Bennett looks relieved at this and soon grabs Scorch and signals for the FUBAR!
Daniel: The two fluid and unethical champions are now going for the big win!
Max: They can’t win, Daniel. They had it won but then that got overturned.. Fate gave them the chance and threw it away from them.. They won’t get it back!
Bennett kicks Scorch in the gut and then turns around to grab the head and Stunner The Three second sensation. But Scorch is not as weary as Bennett may think. Scorch stops the move and pushes Bennett forwards. Jason then collides chest first with the corner Turnbuckle. Scorch gets to his feet and runs at him, clotheslining him from behind and into the buckle even more. Scorch then gets out of the road and performs a dropkicksault to Bennett’s head again. Scorch’s athleticism seems impressive, added on to the fact that he must still be feeling from his previous assault. Scorch Then charges once more But Bennett Ducks his attack. Scorch slams into it and completely replaces Bennett on the buckle, facing outwards. Bennett then decides to mimic Scorch’s assault. First he Clotheslines him and then Bennett tries for his own dropkicksault.. Which is where it goes horribly wrong. Bennett jumps and kicks his feet. But Scorch has ducked. Bennett’s kick hits nothing but the turnbuckle, which shoots him out and further back, making him land awkwardly on his face!
Max: That is possibly the nastiest thing Poor Jason Bennett has suffered. And what makes it really the worst is that he did it to himself!
Daniel: I think you’re right, Max. Look at Bennett holding his face!
Bennett is lying on the ground holding his face as Scorch lies recuperating. Soon both men are up and heading for their corners! The fans are cheering heavily for Scorch to reach The One and the Man from Tinley Park knows this is what he really has to do!
Daniel: Scorch is drawing a lot of reserve up from the crowd to get back into this match. But I just can’t help but wonder if he’s going to be able to call on them at ReActivation to motivate him when he takes on their beloved champion...
Scorch inches closer as The One holds out his hand. Soon enough and with an almighty lunge, scorch Throws himself at the corner and slaps The One’s palm with his own hand. The referee claps and signals its legality and The One is IN! The crowd bursts its seems as He enters to cause Some Havoc. Both Parker and Bennett move towards him and with a series of successive blows, fall to the ground. Parker is back up and is down immediately again! And the crowd is loving it.
Max: The One is tearing a new can of whoop ass out here, and the fans love it
Daniel: “Tearing a can of whoop ass?”
The One pushes Parker against the ropes and soon lets fly with a clothesline that knocks him over and out of the ring to the floor. The One then grabs Bennett and throws him at the ropes. Bennett comes back with a clothesline but The One Ducks it. The One Awaits Bennett’s return with his face down, and when Bennett does, he lifts him over in a back body drop!
Daniel: This is exactly the kind of reason this man is rightfully our WPW champion, When the going gets tough boy oh boy does he get going!
Max: And look at Jamie Parker, the sly old fox, trying to steal one of the title belts to sue as a weapon
Daniel: (Ignoring Max) And when he calls for the God Like drop, almost no one can resist that!
The One is now standing over Bennett’s body and holds up his arms, hitting the God Like Pose to the utter applaud of the people. The One then waits, stalking Bennett and waiting for him to get up. Soon Scorch joins The One, he is still twisting his head but is up and he charges at Bennett, who is on his knees. The One, however, grabs scorch and pulls him back, telling him that Bennett is his to finish! He points at the top rope and tells scorch something that seems to alleviate the tension between the two.
Daniel: And Scorch tried too interfere and was stopped by The One. The One Seems to have a Plan. Scorch is up to on the turnbuckle ans I mimicking lighting a match...
Max: What’s that mean?
Daniel: Firebomb Time. Bennett is going to be hit with the Gods Like Drop AND The Firebomb!
Bennett is now to his feet, sadly little did he know that getting to his feet was almost exactly the same as being led to the slaughter! Bennett is lifted up and The One has him right where he wants him. But Soon Jamie Parker enters the Ring! He holds the WPW title aloft in his arm and is sneaking behind The One. Scorch sees This and jumps, almost in slow Motion and everyone in the crowd sees him soar... And Hit Jamie Parker Right in the face with the belt he was carrying!
Daniel: Oh god, Parker has just been hit by the belt he was going to Use on The One!
The referee and The One both looks over and sees Scorch, holding the WPW title over a dazed Jamie, a small speck of blood coming from Parker’s lip and on the title. The One looks stunned, still holding Bennett. The Referee then signals for the bell, he then speaks to Mina.
*Ding Ding*
Mina: Ladies and Gentlemen, here are your winners as a result of disqualification... The Team of Jamie Parker and Jasonnn Bennettttt... JAYYYY AND JAYYYY!!!
Daniel: What?
Max: No!
The One is livid to say the least. He drops Bennett with all the force he can and stares a hole into Scorch, who is still holding the WPW title. The One doesn’t speak but simply grabs his WPW title and begins to leave the arena.
Max: Do I detect a bit of tension between these two superstars?
Scorch, looking almost as annoyed at the whole situation is soon in pursuit of his friend to try and explain his actions. Simply showing him footage might do it, but we never see the encounter since they both disappear before they meet to talk.
Daniel: Well... My god.. umm. We have had a rather incredible upset here with Jamie Parker and Jason Bennett, proving that teamwork is as important as individual skill...
Max: I’m so surprised, especially since they weren’t allowed their first win, I thought they’d be cursed... But I was wrong! Mind you, that was a nasty bit of work that Scorch did on Parker, so maybe they are.
Soon enough, Bennett is on his feet and Parker has just stirred, the red of his bleeding lip making a small mark on the canvas. Bennett, however knows the match ahs been won and throws his groggy arms up to the boos of the audience. Bennett then moves over and leans on the ropes, signalling he wants their plethora of title belts. Someone is carrying them to him and Bennett has his arms out stretched.. But suddenly He is whacked over the head with one of them. Bennett falls back into the ring and we see the person was as carrying the belts was...
Daniel: Judge??
Max: Crap on a stick!
Daniel: The Judge!
Judge takes all three titles and proceeds into the ring, Soon enough from the entrance out run James Moriarty Cassius and The Royal Knight, into the Ring. Judge signals them on and drops the titles. Eventually The Three of them hoist up Parker and Bennett up. JMC Grabs Bennett and tucks his arm over his head in a Rock Bottom Position. JMC then Pulls his leg behind Bennett and Trips Him, forcing him Down to the ground with a crash. Bennett goes limp.
Max: What the Hell was that?
Daniel: I’ve been told about this move, It’s being called Royal Blood!
Max: So Bennett was just hit by Royal Blood?
Daniel: Seems so. And look at this.
Judge and RK have also taken Parker up and suspend him between the, the then both put their legs behind him and Hit a Double Royal Blood!
Max: And Parker just got doubly done. Again, one for each of his titles!
Daniel: We’ve been witness to yet another Royalty Attack here, picking on the already sore Jamie Parker and Jason Bennett! God they’re cowards.
Max: If you’ve got titles, Royalty is coming for you!
Cassius, Judge and RK look mighty pleased with themselves. Cassius points at the titles and motions that there are three of them, then back to themselves and that there are three as well.
Daniel: I think Royalty are going to Keep Parker and Bennett very busy for a long time!
Credits
GFX
The Judge
Backstage segments
APG & Duff
Impress the God of Live
Scorch with an assist from Prometheus
Hardcore Title
HBK619
Jason Bennett vs Tank
Legendaryken
Brock vs Royal Knight
The Judge
Scorch & The One vs Parker & Bennett
Prometheus