WPW Tuesday Night Turmoil for 11/27/07 [Archive]

Mike Adams

11-28-2007, 06:29 AM

WPW Tuesday Night Turmoil

November 27th, 2007

Central Florida Fairgrounds Pavillion

Orlando, Florida

Daniel: Well well, we've got one blockbuster show here for you tonight folks!

Max: We've got all of our champions save for our World Cahmpion tonight in action in non-title matches!

Daniel: Not only that we've got a second round Tournament of Champions matchup and a third round fight which should prove to be quite interesting.

Max: But we don't want to waste any of your time, let go to the first match!

ToC- Round 2

Masterful Michael Karver vs. Mike Foxx

Daniel: Ladies and gentlemen we are about ready for our first match of the evening, as well as our final match in round 2 of our Tournament of Champions.

Max: And this will, of course, be the last match in the tournament for one wrestler, and second to last for the other.

Daniel: What do you mean by that?

Max: I mean neither one of these two men can beat 2. Not even in their dreams.

Daniel: I don’t believe that for a second. I think that both of these men were capable to get out of the first round, ergo they are capable of getting past anyone.

Max: Except 2, Daniel:

Daniel: Including 2. He is not untouchable. He is human, he can have an off day, or his opponent can have a great day.

Max: But not Mike Foxx or Michael Karver. They just lack the talent to beat the Hardcore champion.

Daniel: We’ll have to see that for ourselves. Let’s take it to Mina in the ring.

Mina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. The winner will move on to face 2 in the third round of WPW’s Tournament of Champion! Coming out first, residing right here in Orlando, Florida…Masterful Michael Karver!

“Khasmir” from Led Zeppelin starts playing as The Masterful One, Michael Karver walks out of the back. He stands for a moment and enjoys the crowd reaction. He then opens his arms out as pyro drips behind him. He walks to the ring slow and deliberately urging the fans on as they mark out big time, even going so bold as to start a “MMK” chant! The 43 year-old virgin is loving every second of it, as he attempts to advance into the third round of the ToC.

Mina: And from North Richland Hills, Texas…The Show-Opener, Mike Foxx!

A see of boos fall from the bleachers as Mike Foxx walks out to “Crazy Bitch“ by Buckcherry. He would have a limo, but he opted to not try to fit a limo through the tiny space called a WPW walkway. Another MMK chant is starting up. Mike Foxx returns the treatment, looking around as if they matter little to the show, or if they do then they are just idiots for now bowing to the man.

Daniel: This should be an interesting match, Max. We have two superstars vying for advancement in this crazy tournament. Who’s your pick, Max?

Max: 2

Daniel: OK, who’s your pick in THIS match?

Max: It truly doesn’t matter. I said it before, this is either the last match, or second to last match, for both of these men.

Daniel: That’s not the quest- Oh forget it. It’s not worth it.

The bell rings and both men go in to lock up, but Mike hits a knee into Karver’s gut, bending him over. Then Foxx grabs the back of Karver’s head, and bulldogs his face into the mat! Foxx follows it up, wrapping his thick arms around the throat of Karver, choking the life out of him early on. The referee gets on the ground and asks Karver if he wants to give up. Karver refuses and realizes that it’s too early to make this much drama. He uses both of his free arms to push his body up. Once he gets onto his knees, he slams his elbow into Foxx’s gut, forcing him to release the hold. Foxx is doubled over, and Karver capitalizes by using his MMA skills to quickly get to his feet, but fall backwards, bringing Mike’s head with him in a DDT, and Foxx’s momentum forces him onto his back. Karver then chooses an odd-looking move. He gets on his back, under Foxx’s neck with his shoulder, and locks in some kind of neckbreaker-submission hold. Foxx tries to spin around to get in position to stand up, but MMK finds a way to roll Foxx onto his back in a slide-like pin.

1.……
2.……
3...- Foxx rolls out of it.

Daniel: This has proven to be a technical matchup early on.

Max: You just don’t quit, do you. Be like me, stop caring about this match and look forward to 2’s squash over one of these unlucky guys.

Daniel: I will do no such thing. I disagree with your statement about 2 winning next round anyway. I think that, out of the three, Michael Karver stands the best chance of winning it all.

Max: So we can rule out Foxx?

Daniel: Well he did no show this match already…makes it difficult to win it all.

Foxx slides out from the pinning predicament, but Karver immediately puts him in a headlock, then a snapmare take down, and brings Foxx to a sitting position, with a hold still on Foxx’s head. Mike Foxx’s arms wave around to try to get loose. Karver applies pressure, and with the crowd behind him, it should make for a very short match. Foxx has nowhere to go, he is in the middle of the ring with an arm around his throat.

Daniel: Submission ending here?

Max: Looks like it.

Daniel: Foxx has not been seen for months here in the WPW, and it looks that he has not shown up prepared tonight.

Mike Foxx stops moving about, and the ref grabs his arm, raises it high, and drops it down once. He repeats the process again, and it falls. He repeats the process a third time, but Foxx refuses to quit. He holds his arm halfway down, and uses that arm to spin himself into position to elbow Karver in the gut. Karver responds by tightening the hold, but Foxx responds with two more elbows. Karver is forced to release due to the pressure in his abs of 43 year old flab. Foxx is hesitant to get up, as the lack of blood in his head made him woozy. He finds his way to his feet after a few seconds but Karver met him with a DDT and a cover.

1.…….
2.…….
3.….- Not enough as Mike Foxx kicks out.

Daniel: Almost another finish right there. In my opinion it’s only a matter of time.

Max: Until 2 wins…

Karver wraps his legs around Foxx’s arm and locks him in an armbar, putting pressure on yet another part of Mike’s body.

Daniel: Something interesting about this match, it has taken place exclusively in the middle of the ring, and has featured mostly Karver focusing on separate body parts of Mike Foxx.

Max: That’s what you get when you have a Mixed Martial Arts expert controlling the match. But this still isn’t typical of The Masterful One.

Mike Foxx easily rolls out of this one, as he rolls to his side and gauges out Karver’s eye! For some reason the ref isn’t calling this a disqualification, even though it was pretty blatant. Karver’s hands go straight for his eyes, and that’s when Foxx can strike. He stumbles to his feet, but once he gets his footing, he dropkicks Karver right in the face, then runs across the ring into the ropes, as he comes back with an elbow right to Karver’s chest. Foxx doesn’t even waste time getting up, because he just starts punching Karver’s face repeatedly. Foxx stands to his feet, then helps Karver to his feet, and kicks him in the stomach, before DDTing him flat into the ground. Foxx goes for a quick cover.

1.…….
2.…….
3...-Karver has plenty of life left.

The way Karver kicks out is by reaching his free arm across, which brings his shoulder off the mat, but it also puts his arm around Mike Foxx’s neck. Karver strategizes and rolls up Foxx.

1.……
2.……
3.…….!

No, just before the 3 count Foxx found a way out of it!

Daniel: Great presence displayed by Michael Karver right there, and it almost translated into a victory.

Both men are slow to their feet, but Foxx wins. While Karver is still on his knees, Foxx runs over and puts a knee into his face, sending him backwards. Mike Foxx goes into the corner and raises his arm up in a way telling Karver to get up and turn around. Setting up for the Career Killer, perhaps?

Daniel: Oh no! It looks like Mike Foxx can end this one.

Max: What a crappy match.

Michael Karver gets up…Michael Karver turns around…Mike Foxx goes for the Career Killer, but Karver ducks out of the way and turns around, grabbing Foxx’s waste. One German suplex, then another!

Daniel: They don’t look like much, but those German suplexes can take it out of the receiver.

Karver sits Foxx up and locks in his patented Red Eye!

Daniel: Oh My God! The Red Eye!

Max: *sarcastically* Yea, that looks painful.

Daniel: Trust me, its painful before and after your eyes burst if you don’t tap out fast.

Mike Foxx knows this, but he wants to continue. He reaches for the ropes for dear life, but he is on his side with a body around him, so he’s not going anywhere. Mike Foxx knows he only has seconds to live, or at least seconds left with his eyes still in tact. He starts to kick around as a final attempt at a chance at winning, but this is way too much as he repeatedly slaps the mat as hard and fast as he can!

Mina: And here is your winner by Submission, Masterful Michael Karver!

Daniel: Michael Karver pulls it out, and in the fashion he was trying to the whole time…submission.

Max: Thank God that was the show opener and not the main event. If it was the main event, WPW loses all credibility as a competitive wrestling promotion.

Daniel: What are you talking about? The match wasn’t one sided, just a bit slow.

Max: Booorrrriiiinnngggg

Khasmir by Led Zeppelin hit’s the PA as Michael Karver releases the hold and has his arm raised in victory! He goes to the nearest turnbuckle and raises his arms for the crowd before rolling out of the ring.

COMMERCIAL BREAK

TNT Returns from commercial to show Jesse Long walking backstage with his GOL title on his shoulder. Jesse is walking toward the kitchen area when he hears someone calling his name from behind. Jesse looks over his shoulder, then reluctantly turns with a confused look on his face as Asylum walks up behind him with Kim Riggs following closely behind.

Jesse: Can I help you with something?

Asylum: You sure can. I’m sure you saw Live this week.

Jesse: Well, yeah, I am the God of it after all, I was even on the sh-

Asylum: That’s great, look. I’m sure you saw the five man match, you know, the match I won?

Jesse: Yes… I saw.

Asylum: Good good. So when do I get my shot?

Jesse: Excuse me?

Kim steps up to Jesse and places her finger on his chest.

Kim: He’s asking, when are you going to give him his opportunity…

Kim moves her finger to the title.

Kim: To win this…

Jesse looks to the title on his shoulder, then looks to Asylum’s face.

Jesse: You really think you can take me?

Asylum: Why not?

Jesse: I’m a little bit harder to beat than Blade LaVigne and the other backstreet boys in that match. You sure you want to challenge me?

Kim: He’s sure, ain’t ya baby?

Asylum: Positive. Next week then?

Jesse: Can’t. Next week I’m facing The Judge to see who advances in the ToC.

Asylum: Pity. I guess then I’ll just have an extra week to prepare for you.

Jesse: Oh… I think I have a good sparring partner in mind for you.

Asylum: Who?

Jesse: You’ll find out, very very soon…

Jesse smiles and walks back the direction he was going as Asylum puts his hand to his chin.

Daniel: Who do you think he’s talking about Max?

Max: God, I hope it’s not Brock. We don’t need another death.

Non Title Match

Mike Adams vs Jesse Long

Daniel: Up next, Michael Adams versus Jesse’God of Live’ Long.
I see a new enthusiasm in Adams since he returned from his nuptials. Don’t you, Max?

Max: His what?

Daniel: His nuptials.

Max: I’ve never heard red hot sex called that before.

Daniel: Well, that’s not exactly what it means.

Max: That twinkle in Adams’ eye says differently.

Mina: This match is a non title bout between the current God of Live, weighing in at 210 lbs and hailing from Winter Park, Florida, Jesse Lonnnnngggggg!!!!!!

‘The Distance’ by Cake…….nope, me neither……rocks the amps as Long walks out at the top of the entrance ramp. He takes in the scene for a few seconds before making his way to the ring.

Daniel: Some see a lack of imagination when Long makes his entrance. I see a quiet confidence.

Max: Mmmmm??? Sorry, Daniel. Still thinking about Mike’s new bride and all that red hot sex. At what point does it become white hot? I think we should watch the wedding night video to find out.

Daniel: Wedding night video? Mike wouldn’t be so tacky.

Max: No, but Jokester would, and thanks to the miracle of ‘Mini-cam’ we can all share with Mike in his wedding bliss. I’ll email you a copy.

Daniel: Stop fooling around, Max. I know for a fact that you haven’t managed to switch your PC on yet.

Long gets in the ring to a warm reaction, the crowd having forgiven him for past indiscretions.
The music changes to ‘What I’ve Done’ by Linkin Park and Mike Adams appears at the entrance, smoke billowing around his ankles. His reaction is a little louder but both men have their supporters in the crowd.

Daniel: I’ve got to be grateful to Adams for filling us in with the Jesse Long backstory that he so admirably covered on WPW programming this week. I had forgotten that he used to tag with Jeff Hardy during his time at PCW.

Max: Jeff Hardy? Pah! Nothing but a Royal Knight wannabe.

Daniel: Now you come to mention it Max. There is some resemblance in their styles.

Adams gets in the ring, gives Long an evil look, and flips his hoodie up in time honored tradition. The crowd noise rises a little. Referee for the contest, Todd Franklin, calls both men together as Adams removes his hoodie, a wide smile on his face. Jesse Long slaps him hard as Franklin finishes, the smile instantly vanishing from Adam’s lips. Franklin calls for the bell and they trade punches straight off. Adams eventually starts forcing Long backwards until he hits the rope. Adams whips him into the opposite rope and catches him with a Tilt a Whirl backbreaker on the rebound.

Max: Fifteen love to Adams.

Daniel: This isn’t a game of tennis, Max.

Max: I’m not talking about tennis, Daniel. I’ve got to the bit in Mike’s wedding night video where fourteen of his friends walk in on them, unexpectedly for Jess.

Daniel: Oh, Max. That’s low, even for you.

Max: I’m just kidding Daniel. Mike hasn’t got fourteen friends so you should have known that I was lying.

Daniel: You’re just jealous that you didn’t get an invite to his bachelor party which is one of the segments that you can vote for to see again in our ‘End of Year’ highlight show, coming up in mid March if last year was anything to go by.

Max: Now who’s jealous, Daniel? Didn’t you lose out in ‘commentator of the year’ to the Popcorn Monkey?

Daniel: Well, you can’t expect a straight vote in Florida, can you?

Back in the ring, Adams continues his offense with a Pumphandle Slam and tries a cover….

1…………… Long kicks out.

Adams pulls him back to his feet and attempts to pick Long up for a Powerbomb but receives a knee in his face initially, then a Spartan Kick straight to the chest as Adams straightens out.

Daniel: No warning before that one. Long means business and doesn’t want to give Adams any chance of avoiding some punishment.

Adams rebounds off the rope and Long hits him with generic move #3 as he prefers to call his Twist of Fate. It is Long’s turn to bask in some crowd adulation as they applaud his strength and speed. Adams looks unhappy with this and calls Todd Franklin’s attention to some guy in the crowd with a laser pen. Franklin tries to spot the culprit while Adams yells ‘HAMMA NUTS’ and butts Jesse Long straight in the crotch.

Daniel: Oooooh! I don’t know whose playbook that came out of.

Todd Franklin turns back to the action with a confused look on his face, the only man in the arena who doesn’t know what just went down. Long asks for a few seconds to recover but Franklin suspects a ruse and tells them both to fight. Adams comes at Long but is felled by an arm drag. Long attempts a Rear Naked Choke but Adams grabs a rope and Todd Franklin calls for release of the hold. Long reluctantly complies then gets to his feet, massaging his testicles as he does so.

Max: Hey, Long, you can’t do that. This is a PG 13 show.

Daniel: No it isn’t, Max. We’re R rated.

Max: Sorry Jesse. My mistake. You jerk off if you want to.

Jesse Long may have heard Max , but does not give any indication as he grabs Adams by the shoulders and attempts a ju-jitsu throw, his right foot behind Adams ankle. Adams just steadies himself and manages a retaliatory Mongolian Chop. Long jumps backwards, a red mark no doubt appearing beneath his T-shirt. Long is stung into action but walks straight into a DDT. Adams covers…….

1……………

2…………….

Th….Long gets his shoulder up the rolls towards Adams, delivering a forearm as he does so. Adams jumps backwards from a squat this time and he dabs at a small trickle of blood from his nose. Long goes for the HAMMA FIST before Adams can recover but Adams sways aside and the blow misses by half an inch. Long is off balance though and Adams takes advantage by getting Long into Vertebreaker position. He drops, his legs covering Long……

1……………..

2……………..

Thr……….Long again gets a shoulder up a split second before Franklin’s hand hits the mat.

Daniel: No!!!!!!!!! Amazing resiliency by Long. He summoned up his final reserves of strength to kick out of that evil Vertebreaker delivered perfectly by Adams.

Adams sighs as he picks Long up by the neck and positions him for the Annihilation. Mike goes for it……but Long reverses it into a Spike DDT!

Daniel: Wow! Jesse Long has been here before. I’m sure that was in his highlight reel from when he beat Adams back when they were both in PCW.

Max: That was then but this is now, Daniel.

Adams shrugs off the DDT and gets up, perhaps too quickly, pulling Long with him but Long brings Adams back to the mat with a double leg takedown and applies the Jesse Long Omoplata.

Max: What is that move, Daniel?

Daniel: That’s an Omoplata, Max. The omoplata (sometimes referred to as ude-garami or sankaku-garami, "triangular entanglement" or ashi-garami, "leg entanglement" in Judo) is a commonly featured shoulder lock in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. The locking mechanism is similar to the kimura lock, but instead of using a figure-four, it is applied using a leg. The omoplata can be applied from the guard, by placing one leg under the opponents armpit and turning 180 degrees in the direction of that leg, so that the leg moves over the back of the opponent and entangles the opponents arm. By controlling the opponent's body and pushing the arm perpendicularly away from the opponents back, pressure can be put on the opponent's shoulder. It is also possible to put pressure on the elbow joint by bending the leg entangling the arm, and twisting it in a specific manner. Though an effective lock, it is more difficult than other armlocks to successfully apply.

Max: Thanks for that detailed explanation, Daniel. Unfortunately, Adams escaped several minutes ago.

Daniel: Well, you can’t win them all.

Adams has Long on the top rope from where he launches the Unstoppabomb – Splash Mountain Powerbomb. The ring shudders as they contact the mat and Adams covers once again

1……………….

2………………

Threeeeee!!!!!!!!

Franklin calls for the bell.

Daniel: Brave work by Long there, but Adams just the stronger man pulls of what might be considered a surprise win against the God of Live.

Mina: Your winner, by pinfall, Mike Adammmmms!!!!!

Max: Surprise win maybe, but that was a non title match and Long may just have kept something in reserve for his next title defense.

Daniel: You may be right, Max. Good match up nevertheless. And now fans we are going to take you to some exclusive footage we got from this past Sunday when Live went off the air.

We fade to a shot of Andrew Xavier's locker room in which we see Aurora Callisto sitting on the white leather couch. Baby Bryan Xavier lies next to her in a crib which has been custom built for his size and lined on the outside with a expensive platinum plates. On the plate closest to the camera the text "Bryan Xavier, The New Age's New Age" is engraved. The 40" Television is on in the background as WPW Live comes to a close as Gunnar Brian defeats Andrew Xavier in the main event. Aurora, however, seems to take no notice of the television as her sleek T-Mobile Sidekick III takes up all of her attention. She is reading the screen intently and as she does so a small smile comes across her face, followed by a light giggle. All of a sudden though her expression changes to one of a more nervous composure as she jumps right off of the sofa onto her feet. She drops her Sidekick onto the sofa and it bounces landing screen down, just as the white door to the room swings wide open.

Andrew: Jesus Christ, that was tough.

Andrew Xavier walks through the door frame holding his neck with one hand and his ribs with the other. He is still in his ring gear and looks worn out after his match with Gunnar Brian. He walks in and walks over to the sofa, collapsing right next to Aurora's cell phone. His hand comes within inches of landing on top of it and Aurora flinches before diving towards it and grabbing it.

Aurora: Watch where your collapsing big guy

Aurora says in a nervous tone as she folds the Sidekick shut, hits the silent button, and places it in the pocket of her blue jeans.

Andrew: My neck is killing me, that Gunnar really didn't hold back this week.

Aurora: Oh...Let me get you some ice...you know...help the pain.

Aurora quickly walks towards the kitchen in Xavier's locker room and opens the large silver-coloured fridge and begins to look for ice. As she does so Andrew makes himself comfortable on the sofa, still clutching his neck. All of a sudden a small buzzing sound is heard as the camera cuts to Aurora taking her cell phone out of her pocket.

Aurora(To herself): Dammit.

She opens the cell phone and blocks it from the camera view. As she begins to get flustered she tries to buy some more time as not to look suspicous.

Aurora: Are you sure we have ice baby....I can't seem to find it.

She says frantically as she hits the end call button on the sidekick. This time she hits the power off button and places her cellphone in her pocket. Before Andrew can answer she turns around with a bag of ice in her hands and walks towards him. Andrew looks up at Aurora with a huge smile on his face and reaches out for the bag, placing it on the back of his neck.

Andrew: Thanks baby, I really needed that.

Aurora sits down next to Andrew Xavier, a fair distance from him on the sofa, and begins to fiddle with Bryan's blankets as Andrew begins to rabble behind her.

Andrew: You know baby out there in the ring it just ins't the same anymore, I mean last week I had a chance to beat the WPW World Champion and I failed, and this week I lost to Gunnar Brian in the main event of Live. And let's not mention all that stuff with the Tournament of Champions, I mean I had a fair amount of chances and couldn't capitalise on any of them. But lately you know I've been thinking and I realised something.

Aurora nods along as if she is listening but doesn't seem too interested.

Andrew: I realised that the reason I can't get it done in the ring is becuase you are sitting here in the back. Before when you came to ringside I was always able to get the win, no matter the odds against me. With you in my corner I can't lose and that's why...well...

Andrew gets down from the sofa and kneels on the ground on one knee. He pulls a small box from the tights of his ring gear and holds it out towards Aurora.

Andrew:.....that's why I want you in my corner for the rest of my life.

Suddenly Aurora's attention is grabbed as she turns around quickly to face Andrew. She has a look of astonishment on her face as she looks down towards Andrew, who is still on one knee.

Andrew: Aurora Callisto, will you marry me?

Andrew flips open the box to reveal and amazingly beautiful ring, with a huge diamond on it. He has a huge grin on his face as the diamond glimmers in the light from above. There is a long pause, of obvious tension and hesitation as Aurora stares at the ring and at Andrew. She looks speechless, her mouth gaping open in shock. Then after what seems a centuary she reaches forwards and grabs Andrew, embracing him.

Aurora: Yes! Yes of Course!

She shouts as she wraps her arms around his neck. The look on her face behind Andrew is one of mixed emotions, surprise being one of the main ones, but there is a suggestion of nervousness in her eyes. Andrew then pulls back and removes the ring from it's box, throwing the box to one side. He grabs Aurora by her delicate hand and places the ring right on her engagement finger, it is a perfect fit. The cameras fade to black as the two embrace in a passionate kiss.

We then fade back to the arena where Andrew Xavier stands with his Fiance Aurora Callisto and their son Bryan. They are all dressed in fairly casual clothes, with Andrew wearing an open shirt and jeans, and Aurora wearing a black tank top and jeans. Amy White stands by with a microphone.

Amy: Well we have just seen the footage of your proposal, how are you two feeling?

Andrew has a huge grin on his face and steps forward taking the microphone from Amy.

Andrew: Well Amy I feel absolutly fantastic, and why shouldn't I? I have just gotten engaged to the most beautiful woman on the planet and together we have the most amazing gift God could give any of us, our son Bryan. I think it's safe to say I am the happiest man in the arena tonight, if not in the world.

Aurora smiles in the background as she holds baby Bryan, who is wrapped tightly in a white blanket, close to her body.

Amy: So when is the big day?

Andrew: Well I am happy to announce to the world that I have spoken with Carlos Gonzalles and we have arranged to have our wedding right here on live TNT two weeks from today. I am also happy to all of the WPW staff and fans are welcome to join us in our expression of our feelings, and coming together of our love.

Amy: Well you two must have a lot of planning to do so I will let you get to work. For now, let's go back to the ring.

COMMERCIAL BREAK

TNT Returns from commercial break to show Royal Knight lacing up his boots. He has a look of confidence on his face, and as he pushes the laces through the final holes he smiles to himself. The smile is short lived however, as a frown replaces it a moment later as he looks up to see a figure standing in the door way.

RK: What do you want?

Super Sexy Girl smiles sweetly as she enters the locker room.

SSG: I just came to wish you good luck.

RK: Then you better leave because all you bring is misery.

Super Sexy Girl sits down on the bench next to Royal Knight. Royal Knight lets out a long sigh, then looks over to his ex-girlfriend.

RK: What do you really want?

SSG: I was being serious. I want to wish you good luck tonight. I want you to defeat Jokester.

RK: Really?

SSG: Really…

Royal Knight looks her in the eyes for a long moment, and then looks back down to his boots. He isn’t smiling, but the frown is gone.

SSG: That way, after your Royal buddies win their matches, you’ll have to face them, and you’ll know what it feels like to have the person you trust most rip your dreams away from you.

The frown is back. Royal Knight looks up to Super Sexy Girl, his eyes sad.

SSG: But the question is, after they defeat you for your shot, just like I did for your hardcore title, will you betray them like you did me? Will you turn your back on Royalty and shut them out just like you did to me? Tell me “Royal Knight”, what do you plan on doing if your best friends in the wrestling industry decide they don’t need you anymore, and when the shot’s on the line, that you’ve served your purpose to them.

Royal Knight just stares into her eyes, then shakes his head and looks down when she stops speaking.

SSG: Say it.

RK: Say what?

SSG: What you’re thinking.

RK: I’m thinking it’s time for you to leave.

SSG: Fine, I’m gone, but just remember that even if you do win tonight, it’s the end of the road, and if you don’t believe me, just ask your little tag team champion buddies who they think will be in the finals.

Super Sexy Girl stands up and blows a kiss to Royal Knight.

SSG: Ta!

Super Sexy Girl walks out of the locker room and the camera follows her out leaving Royal Knight sitting with his head hung. Outside the locker room door Super Sexy Girl stops as a figure looms over her, and the camera turns to show Justin Dreamer standing before her. His eyes are locked on her, and for a moment her eyes are also locked on his. He smirks, she smirks, and the two depart.

Max: What the hell?

Non-Title Match

Brock Goodman

vs. Desmond Troy

Daniel: One on One action now as Brock Goodman takes on Desmond Troy

Max: No time for that jibber jabber, let’s get this baby started

“Soldiers” hits the PA system, as Desmond Troy comes from behind the curtain

Mina: Introducing first… Desmond Troy!

Daniel: Desmond coming off a difficult week

Max: Yeah, coming off a loss to the Resistance, not to mention his little family dispute

“Sweet Dreams” plays, as the Florida champion makes an appearance, title belt wrapped around his waist

Mina: And his opponent, he is the WPW Florida State Champion… Brock Goodman!

Daniel: Goodman also had it tough last week, losing to Blade on Live

Max: Plus that public apology. What a shot to the ego with that one

Desmond Troy and Brock Goodman stare each other down in the middle of the ring. The two men burn a hole into each other, neither man flinching. Brock makes the first move, a quick thumb to the eye. Desmond staggers, and is met with a fury of right hands by Brock Goodman

Daniel: Quick flurry by Goodman

Max: That man knows how to take advantage

Desmond drops to a knee, trying to fight back, but to no avail. Goodman clubs at the neck of Troy, taking him to the floor. Goodman quickly locks the arms of Troy back, locking in a chicken wing stretch

Daniel: Goodman now with a submission hold. Don’t see him doing that very often

Max: Brock likes to inflict pain, he wants Troy to suffer

Daniel: I would think Desmond has been suffering all week, what with his personal life

Max: Well, not in the eyes of Brock Goodman

The chest of Desmond is stretched out, as he gasps in pain already. Brock is on his heels, stretching the body even further. Troy clenches his fists, trying to bring his arms back. Desmond fights the hold, loosening the grip of Goodman. Noticing the first signs of losing the hold, Brock quickly releases the hold. Before Desmond Troy can stand, Goodman sends another forearm to the back

Max: Such power by Goodman

Daniel: He’s in control right now

Desmond grabs the ropes, stopping Goodman from inflicting any more harm, at least in theory. Brock still fires away the punishment, forcing the referee to break them up. Brock retreats with his arms up defensively. As the ref breaks away, Goodman gets in one last kick for good measure. The referee warns Goodman, who backs away with a chuckle

Daniel: Not sure I agree with these match tactics

Max: Show me in the rule book where it says Brock Goodman can’t kick after the count

Daniel: Pretty sure page 1

Max: Ha ha, you read the book

Goodman waits patiently, as Troy uses the ropes to return to his feet

Max: Stalking his prey

Goodman charges with a clothesline to the rope-bound Troy. Desmond quickly drops to his back holding the top rope, sending the Florida state champion half way over the ropes. Desmond pops up, sending the feet over as well, as Brock tumbles over to the outside

Daniel: What a counter by Desmond Troy

Max: He knows his surroundings, for once

Brock rises, back on his own two feet. He reaches to come back in the ring, but Troy kicks at the ropes, blocking the path of the champion

Daniel: Troy not letting Goodman back through there

Max: I’m not sure I would either

Goodman reaches again, as Troy kicks the ropes. But Brock knows what’s coming, and grabs the foot of Troy. Goodman holds on with both hands, pulling Troy to the outside of the ring with him

Max: Troy going for a little ride

With Desmond on the outside, Brock fires with a knife edge chop. Troy is leaning against the ring, as the crowd shouts a “WOOOOOOOO!” with every hard chop by Goodman

Max: WOOOOOOOO!

Brock fires again, but Desmond ducks, circles the champion, and presses him against the ring. Troy gets in a chop of his own, which elicits a “WOOOOOOO!” of his own. Desmond rolls back into the ring to break the referee’s ten count, before returning to the outside

Daniel: Desmond breaks the ref’s count just before ten to continue this match

Max: Good way not to be disqualified. Oh wait, were we playing the point out the obvious game?

Troy with a right hand, which is blocked by Brock Goodman. Desmond attempts with a left, but Goodman also blocks the shot, and has control of both wrists. Troy kicks Brock in the gut, but Brock continues to hold on. Troy gets in more force, this time dropping a knee into the gut. Brock curls up, but still holds onto the wrists. Desmond is desperately trying to escape, but Goodman is holding on tight and not showing signs of giving up. Brock shows off his power, twisting the arms of Troy back. Troy drops to his knees in pain, as Brock sadistically stands and twists

Daniel: Such power by Brock Goodman

Brock Goodman holds the arms of Desmond Troy against the joint. The referee is at eight in his count, so Goodman releases the hold – by slamming Troy face first against the floor with his arms over his head. Goodman breaks the count and rolls back to the outside

Daniel: Did you see that slam by Brock Goodman?

Max: Troy went face first!

Goodman stomps hard against the back of the head of Troy. Desmond tries to block the shots, but to no avail. Goodman steps back, and drops a leg onto Troy. But Desmond rolls out of the way, so Brock connects with the cold floor below. Troy quickly gets up, and after a few stomps and kicks to the temple of Brock Goodman, rolls back into the ring. Brock follows suit, albeit with a bit of limping

Daniel: That leg drop hit Brock’s leg pretty hard

Max: He’ll be fine. Just a little shock

Troy answers with rights and lefts, before Brock has a chance to stand. Troy pounds away, as Goodman makes it back to his feet. Brock pushes Desmond off, sending him staggering backwards. Goodman then connects with a clothesline, sending Troy down to the mat

Max: Brock hits the clothesline this time

Goodman grabs at the legs of Desmond, arching them backwards in a Boston Crab. Brock is completely on his feet, almost in the Walls. Troy is screaming in pain, and Goodman will not let up. Desmond reaches for the ropes, and can touch them with the tips of his fingers. The referee calls for the hold to be broken

Daniel: Why is the ref calling for the hold to be broken?

Max: Troy grabbed the ropes

Daniel: No, he just touched them with the tips of his fingers

Max: So?

Daniel: So that doesn’t quite cut it

Goodman releases the hold, and gets in the face of the referee, shouting at him for the broken hold

Daniel: I think that referee might just be a bit angry from the late kick earlier

Max: Oh come on, have you ever known a referee to hold a grudge?

Brock Goodman shoves the referee, sending him back against the ropes. The ref responds in kind, pushing Brock Goodman. In a page stolen out of the WWE playbook, Desmond catches the moving Goodman in a school-boy roll up, making the cover

One…
Two…
Three…

Kickout!

Daniel: Great counter by Desmond Troy

Max: Uh oh, Brock’s not gonna like that

Brock stands up in a fit of rage. He swats Troy to the floor with a vicious open palm club to the back of the neck. Brock Goodman stares a hole into the eyes of the referee, who retreats into a corner, afraid for his life

Max: Be careful, he’ll kill you!

Daniel: Max, come on now

Max: Too soon? Sorry, my bad

The referee shows Goodman his official’s badge, threatening to disqualify Brock. Goodman takes a deep breath, controlling his anger. Brock turns, and comes face to boot with a dropkick by Troy. Brock falls onto the referee into the corner, taking him out of action

Daniel: And the referee is down

Max: Man do we hire lightweights

With the referee down, all hell breaks loose. Goodman and Troy fires away on each other, turning the match into a knock down drag out fight. Troy turns the tables by hitting Goodman with a low blow. The champion hits the ground, unable to counter the fiercest of offenses

Max: So long future Brock Goodman Jr’s!

Troy takes advantage of the fallen Goodman, and locks him in the Tapout Bitch! Goodman is fading fast, but has enough energy to grab the bottom rope close by. But the referee is still down, so Desmond refuses to release the hold. All the air is leaving Goodman, who passes out

Max: Light’s out for Brock

Daniel: But there’s no referee to call this one over

Brock goes limp, and Troy breaks the hold. Desmond looks down at Brock Goodman, and shakes at his arm. Brock is out of this match, fast asleep. Troy heads over to the referee, hoping to revive him. Desmond slaps at the head of the referee, waking him up. While Troy’s back is turned, Goodman begins to stir, but not rise. Desmond turns to face Brock, wanting to show the referee he is out cold. As Troy reaches down, Brock rolls him up in a small package. The semi awake referee makes the count

One…

Pause for the referee to recover

Two…

He can’t bring his hand down fast enough

Three…

Kickout!

Daniel: Brock almost had it there

Desmond springs out of the pin, and hammers on Brock Goodman. Desmond bounces off the ropes, charging with a body splash. Brock rolls out of the way, and makes it to his feet. Brock has to cough for a second to get his air back, giving Troy enough time to meet his foe face on

Daniel: Desmond looks like he’s taking control of this match now

Troy wraps his arms around Goodman for a DDT, twisting near the throat. Goodman counters with a succession of punches to the gut, breaking the hold. Goodman takes a deep breath, then positions Troy for the Absolution

Max: Too late

Brock connects, then makes the cover

One…
Two…
Three…

Mina: Here is your winner… Brock Goodman!

Forsaken and Sky Ryder are standing in the backstage area.

Sky Ryder: Revenge...it is a cold and dark business. One many pray not to be a part of.

Max: Damn it, this isn't gonna end soon, is it.

Dan: Probably not.

Forsaken: Revenge is something many feel they must pursue on their own, but that is not the whole truth. Teamwork and revenge can interwork, and many times only through the bonds of teamwork can a person truly obtain the revenge they desire.

Sky Ryder: This is why we have formed an alliance. This is the coming of Domination! A team consisting of souls tortured by thoughts of revenge, but never able to fulfill their desire! We are a team-

Shut up!

Royal Knight walks towards them holding a microphone as Sky Ryder and Forsaken become quickly irritated.

RK: You really think you have what it takes to form this kind of team? Being in a team requires work, the kind of work low carders like you two could never do! What right do you have to call yourself an alliance anyway, you only have two people!

???: Wrong.

The lights suddenly go out as a muffled voice is heard from the entrance.

Dan: What now?

The lights come back on and a figure covered in black cloth and wrapped in chains stands in the ring. His head and body are further covered by a black coat.

Max: Not more of this mystery crap!

???: You all underestimated me...you never thought I was a threat...But now, I will have revenge! I will be the third member of Domination! And my first target, will be you Royal Knight. I'll make you pay.

RK: Who the hell are you?

???: Me? I am the shadow of your sins. I am the darkness that riddles your past. But you may call me Ryuu. From here on, my one and only goal is to destroy you, you...BASTARD HORSE!

Forsaken's eyes go wide as he shakily steps forward. With one quick motion, Forsaken grabs at the edges of Ryuu's mask and rips it off, causing a look of shock and relief to cover his face.

Max: Who is it? I can't see from here!

Dan: Shh. Forsaken's saying something.

Forsaken: V...V...Vengeance...

The screen switches to a shot of Ryuu as he lifts his head and pushes back his hood, revealing the face of Vengeance.

Max: And here I thought we had someone interesting returning...

Vengeance/Ryuu: Ya, it's me...I'm awake and ready to fight!

Forsaken: It's nice...to have you back bro.

Max: Aww, what a touching moment...now can we please get on to some actual WRESTLING!

Dan: Just shut up and let them finish their moment.

RK seems angry that he's being ignored, and runs towards them to attack the trio. Just as he approaches Sky Ryder hits him with a clothesline and Forsaken and Vengeance springboard off a nearby bench to hit twin flying elbows!

Ryder: And with our third member, Domination will soon overtake WPW! All that earn our wrath, be ready. Domination is here!

COMMERCIAL BREAK

ToC- Third Round

Royal Knight vs. Jokester

Max: Well this one should certainly be interesting.

Daniel: Why do you say it like that Max? This is Jokester vs The Royal Knight for a spot in the Final Four of the ToC, this should be a great one!

Max: Stop shilling and listen for a second. Haven't you seen the promos these guys have been cutting on each other, this has gone from a simple match to a Presidential debate!

Daniel: Well I assumed that the Knight was simply trying to mock Jokester's bid for the Presidency.

Max: I don't know...look at the ring....

Sure enough the ring is decked out in red, white, and blue and there are two podiums in the center of the ring.

Daniel: When the hell did that happen?

Max: You were picking the lint out of your ass crack, disgusting bastard.

Mina: Please welcome, making his first appearence in WPW, TV's John Stewart!

Daniel and Max: John Stewart??

The Daily Show theme plays as Stewart comes down to the ring and steps into the squared circle with a microphone as he sits on the chair between the two podiums.

Stewart: Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Since my show is on haitus because of the writer's strike, I am desperate for work....thus my appearence here. And given that both of these men are now heavily entrenched in the politics of the United State who better than myself to oversee this "match" tonight. You see your owner Carlos Gonzalez has suggested a different format for this match, a Presidential debate complete with punchlines! This debate will be no holds barred so anything can be said and done to each other but only after each topic has been commented on.

Now I would like to first introduce the newest member in this Presidential race, he is from Dallas, Texas....so that's a goos start for the red states. Please welcome Ryan Oscar Yancey Alexander Lance Knight!

"E-Pro" by Beck blasts through the arena as the Royal Knight walks down to the ring wearing an American flag jacket, with "Don't Mess with Texas" on the back. RK steps into the ring and shakes the hand of John Stewart and steps behind his podium.

Stewart: And his opposition, one of the "frontrunners" for the Presidency of the United States. Here he is, John Oliver Kenneth Edward Ster!

Jimi Hendrix's version of our nation's anthem blares through the arena as the Bees stand at the top of the entrance ramp with red, white, and blue sparklers sticking out of....actually I won't tell you where they are sticking out, but it's not as patriotic as you would think. But Jokester has not entered the arena yet.

Max: Where is President Elect Ster?

Daniel: Oh God, look up.

Jokester is seen standing on the rafters of the arena as he hang glides down to the ring on an American flag hang glider. Jokster cuts himself loose as he lands in the ring right behind his platform.

Ster: Greetings Mister Colbert.

Stewart: Right....

Anyways, now that you are both here I believe I shall explain the rules. You see I have in my hand here several questions from this live studio audience. You will each get one statement about the aritcle at hand and I will judge the most convincing statement. Whoever wins, gets a free shot on his opponent. After all the topics have been completed then your one on one contest will take place as planned but under the same No Holds Barred rules.

Daniel: That's insane. This is a wrestling program, not Meet The Press.

Max: I don't know I think it's kinda funny.

Stewart: Okay the first topic is of course, the war in Iraq.

Jokster immeditaely starts giggling at the use of the word "rack."

Stewart: And since Mr. Ster seems to want to act like a school girl at the Spice Girls reuniuon tour, Mr. Knight will begin.

RK: Well I think the War in Iraq is not going well at all and we should pull our troops out this instant. Our troops are fighting and dying for a war they don't believe in, and my opponent here probably wouldn't care at all about that.

RK raises his arms in the air in victory.

Stewart: A rather short statement from Mr. Knight. Mr. Ster, a rebuttal?

Jokester grabs the shoulders of RK and headbutts him very hard as RK gets sent down to the mat hard. RK then gets up very quickly and looks to attack Jokester but Stewart steps in between them.

Stewart: Hey! Let's keep this civil all right!

RK: Civil? He just headbutted me!

Jokester: Wasn't I asked for a headbuttal?

Stewart: No...a rebuttal.

Jokester: Ah....well then I guess I just showed I'm not afraid to strike when the enemy least expects it.

The crowd cheers and whoops loudly for Mr. Ster. as Stewart looks at both debaters.

Stewart: Well as much as the crowd seems to be into your response John, I believe Ryan over here had the better argument.

No sooner does John finish declaring the winner of the first topic does RK bounce off the ropes and land a huge spinning heel kick to the face of Jokester. RK then quickly pounces on Jokester to nail a few more shots but Jokester's Secret Security guards pull RK off of him and then help Jokester to his feet.

Daniel: RK is going for a few extra cheap shots in there to try and get back at Jokester for outsmarting him.

Max: Well this just shows that RK has a better grip on the big issues just like he said he did.

Stewart: Well now that the first topic is out of the way, we'll move onto the second one. Mr. Ster the first response is your to the topic of how well do you do with children?

Jokester: Children? Never touch the stuff...seems to result in too many lawsuits. Next question.

John Stewart fixes his tie a bit at the unorthodox response and turns to the R.O.Y.A.L. Knight.

Stewart: Umm, Mr. Knight your rebutt.....uhhh your response?

RK: Well as all of you have seen from my campaign commercials, I believe the children are our future and there is nothign that we shouldn't do to help them grow into the future citizens of America.

Stewart: Well I have to say that this second round also goes to the man known as the Royal Knight!

Royal Knight then quickly goes for an all out assault on Jokester. Rgiths and lefts are flyign furiously by the Knight. Jokester is trying to block as many as he can but to no avail. Knight knocks Jokester backwards and nails a big knee to the gut of Jokester. Knight then picks up Jokester and drops him in a huge Razor's Edge.

Daniel: Oh man what a big time move from Royal Knight!

Max: Jokester seems slow to get up here.

Daniel: Well what do you expect? He hasn't been able to get in too much offense because he doesn't quite yet have a mastery of the issues.

Jokester is quite slow to get up. He holds the back of his neck and gazes at RK with the smile now gone from his face as it even appears that his STER '08 button has been bent.

RK: Awww what's the matter Jokester? Are you reeling a bit? Are my oratory skills a bit too much for you? Does the cat have your tongue?

Jokester: Of course not, SSG's waiting in the back in my locker room for me. Then she'll have it.

RK looks furious but the Secret Service stand in front of Jokester as he chuckles a bit to himself still holding the back of his neck in pain.

Stewart: Okay here we are at the final topic. The final topic is, should a monarchy replace a democracy in the United States of America and we declare a king instead of electing a President. Mr. Knight, you have the floor.

RK: Heh, well even though I ma running for President I am also presently involved in a little faction around here known as The Royalty. We have a monarchy-like system and it has seemed to work out well for us and I'm sure that we could take our system and modify it with systems used in other countries to adapt it to America.

The crowd boos ehavily and start chanting USA! very loudly.

Stewart: John Oliver....that names sounds familiar....Kenneth Edward, your reply?

Jokester: My reply? So you mean to tell me that you entire basis for a monarchy in the United States is your little Royalty faction. Well let me tell you this Ryan Oscar Yancey Alexander Lance Knight, if that is your real name, we already have a Burger King, a Dairy Queen, a Don King, a Larry King, a King Kong, a Queens, New York, the King of Queens, Jerry The King Lawler, Princeton, and the Fresh Prince of Bel Air and none of them have done anything to impact the lifestyle of the United States in a positive enough way to throw our entire political structre under the bus. Besides your faction sucks and is a cheap ripoff of the Judge's Court.

The crowd goes into an absolute frenzy and start chanting and cheering for Jokester. But before Stewart can announce the winner of that round RK superkicks Jokester right in the face knocking him down to the mat and seemingly out cold. RK then gets right in the face of John Stewart.

RK: That was bull shit! Announce me as the winner of this debate, then I'll pin him and move on the the Final Four where I rightfully belong and then James, Judge and I can make it an all Royal final to see who strips that imposter Scorch of his illgotten title! Do it!

Stewart: The winner of the debate is Ryan Oscar Yancey Alexander Lance Knight...please don't hurt me I'm only working for scale here.

John Stewart quickly exits out of the ring as RK is standing over Jokester gloating a bit. Jokester is trying to crawl towards the ropes as the bell sounds. RK then looks over at the rest of the crowd and gives them the Nixon peace symbol. Jokester reaches outside the ring where he landed his hang glider and pulls off a large metal pole from it.

Max: Wait a minute what is Jokester doing?

Daniel: I'm not sure, but I don't even think the Knight knows Jokester isn't out.

Jokester pulls the pole in the ring and hides it under his chest. RK then pushes over the podiums and goes to reach down for Jokester. As RK pulls Jokester to his feet Jokester swings the pole upwards and connects with the underside of RK's chin as RK staggers backwards shocked.

Max: What a shot!

Jokester then gets to his feet and slams the pole on the top of RK's head knocking him out cold. Jokester collapses on top of RK as the ref slides in and makes the count.

1.................2...................3!!!!!!!!

Daniel: He did it!

Max: Oh God damn it!

The ref raises Jokester's arm in victory, but Jokester is clearly out of it from the clean shots that RK was allowed to get in from the debate.

Mina: Here is your winner....John.....Oliver....Kenneth....Edward...S TER!!!!!

The Secret Service boys help Jokester to his feet as the National Anthem plays.

Daniel: Well although RK looked like the master debater tonight, it was Jokester who won the exit polls.

Max: That was perhaps the worst line you've ever uttered.

Daniel: Oh deal with it, we're going to get a wrestler in the White House!

Max: Amy?

Daniel: Damn it let's just clean up the ring.

We go backstage where we see 2 pacing back and forth rubbing his hands together. He seems nervouse. It could have something to do with the match he will be having later.

Amanda comes out of the door to his right. He stops pacing immediatly. He turns to her and a huge smile comes over his face.

2: I cant beleive it Amanda. I am actually nervous! This could be one of the biggest matches I could ever be in, it has so much weight on my career.

Amanda: Dont worry baby. I am in your corner now. And even though I will not be out there with you, I will hold you in my heart and that will keep you safe.

2 places a hand onto Amanda's face.

You feeling alright? I dont think I have heard you say anything like that for quite some time.

Sorry, that was a heart felt moment. What I really meant to say was this: Hurt that asshole. I want you to destroy that football playing punk baby! I want to see blood out there, and aftewards....well you know.

They share a very naughty kiss, with plenty of teeth and biting.

I gotta go get ready Am.

Ill be waiting, and when I am done with you....You will be broken!

2 just turns to walk away, and then makes eye contact with the camera. A huge grin comes across his face as he walks off.

Amanda watches him leave and then smiles and licks her lips before heading back into his locker room.

COMMERCIAL BREAK

Non Title Match

Jamie Parker vs. 2

“Walking Through the Barbed Wire” hits the speakers, as 2 comes out, proudly holding his Hardcore championship high above his head

Mina: The following non-title contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, the WPW Hardcore champion… 2!

Daniel: 2’s not defending his gold here tonight, but is battling for so much more

Max: That’s right. Carlos made this match so Jamie Parker could face a champion. And he’s facing one of the more dominant champions today

Daniel: 2 has been the longest reigning consecutive Hardcore champion in WPW history, and second to the Royal Knight by only a few weeks

Max: But to be fair, the Knight actually defended his title

Daniel: True, but 2 has been hot on the tails of the Florida division, looking to add another piece of gold

“The Prisoner” hits the speakers, as Jamie Parker comes out to a mixed array of cheers and boos

Mina: And his opponent, representing the Resistance… Jamie Parker!

Daniel: Jamie Parker looking to prove something tonight

Max: He wants to make a name for Resistance out there

Parker quickly locks up with 2. 2 goes for a headlock, but Parker shoots him off into the ropes. 2 tries for a shoulderblock, but Parker sidesteps him and uses 2's momentum to drop him with a bulldog.

Daniel: Quick action right off the bat by these two superstars

Max: Jamie Parker showing early signs of control here, but it’s gonna take a lot more than that to keep the champ down

Parker and 2 lock back up again. Parker gets 2 in an arm bar, wrenching the arm. 2 flips over to relieve the pressure and at the same time catch Parker in an arm whip. Both men then immediately nip up to their feet, showing impressive athletic ability

Max: These guys are pulling out all the stops

Daniel: Both need a win to impress here tonight

Parker and 2 lock back up as 2 gives Parker a quick knee to the gut. 2 hits a jumping double knee shot to the chin of Parker. 2 then delivers a quick dropkick, sending the former Florida champion to the mat. 2 then gives a double foot stomp to the gut of Parker. 2 climbs to the top turnbuckle

Daniel: 2 making a very risky choice by going to the top turnbuckle

Max: Risky choice nothing. He’s made a name for doing that crazy stuff in hardcore matches

Daniel: And we’re always lucky to see 2 make it out alive, and not have his brains completely scrambled

Max: Way too late for that Danny Boy

2 is now perched on the top rope and leaps off the top going for a big splash. Parker rolls out of the way. Jamie Parker gets to his feet, and quickly locks on the STF on the fallen 2. But 2 blocks it by making sure Parker's hands don't get clamped together. 2 uses his free arm and leg to push up with all his strength. 2 is able to overpower Jamie Parker, and get his shoulders down on the mat

One…
Two…
T…Parker releases the hold, and unpins himself

Daniel: 2 took advantage there, and almost won it with an effective counter

Max: See, I don’t know why he keeps calling himself the underdog. 2 has quite a record, and has shown some pretty good ring skills

Daniel: Not to mention some pretty fine ring awareness

2 charges at Jamie. Parker gets up to one knee. 2 goes for a shining wizard, but Parker catches the leg and pops up quickly and delivers a big time spinebuster to 2. Parker goes to lock up the leg of 2, but he quickly scurries to the ropes

Daniel: Jamie Parker looked like he was going for some sort of submission move, but 2 had the presence of mind to quickly get to those ropes

Max: I’m telling you, 2 isn’t as dumb as you make him out to be

Daniel: I never claimed him to be dumb

Max: Sure Dan, sure

2 gets up, keeping his distance from Parker. Both men stand in silence, studying each other

Daniel: Both men wanted to find weaknesses in each other, and they’re doing just that right now

Parker and 2 charge, and they clothesline each other down to the mat.

Max: And apparently that weakness was falling down

Both men stagger to their feet, being knocked a little silly by the thunderous clotheslines. 2 is first to make it to his feet, picking up the lagging Jamie Parker. 2 holds Jamie Parker in the position for the 2Die4

Daniel: 2Die4

Max: This one is over

Parker is in the air, but quickly comes back down to his feet. Parker quickly reverses 2, and connects with the Substitution. Parker with the cover

One…
Two…
Three…

Mina: Here is your winner… Jamie Parker!

COMMERCIAL BREAK

The cameras go backstage to show Amy White standing with a microphone held between her… hands!

Amy: Good evening everybody, here with me tonight I have WPW’s self appointed savior, Gunnar Brian!

The majority of the crowd boo’s, but there are a few cheers mixed in as well.

Amy: Gunnar, it’s been a boring week in WPW, but there were two things I understand you wanted to speak about.

Gunnar: You’re absolutely right Amy. Let’s start with number one. Something happened on Live that I’m not happy about at all. You guessed it. El Pollo was allowed to wrestle another match. A man in a chicken costume, under investigation by the police no less, is wrestling in our arenas. Pathetic, it’s no wonder WPW is being compared to the titanic.

Amy: Titanic?

Gunnar: That’s right. A year ago it was the most prized ship of them all. The most promising looking fed around. We had everything everyone wanted, and even things others hadn’t even thought about.

Amy: And we don’t now?

Gunnar gives Amy a look.

Gunnar: Is that a joke? The shows quality has been steadily falling because the wrestlers are starting not to care, the Tournament of Champions so far has looked sloppy and unorganized, I’m almost waiting for someone else to drop out so we can all get yet ANOTHER shot at being in it. WPWShop.com looks like it hasn’t been updated in months, our other website still advertises a pay per view from last March, and I don’t even know who the last four or five people on my stupid team are! It’s like a bad joke!

The crowd seem to give a confused murmur at all this.

Amy: Well… With all due respect Gunnar, why are you still here then?

Gunnar: Simple. Because I care about this place, and I have faith. I can still save this fed Amy, and that was the second thing I wanted to talk about. Andrew Xavier. On Live he fell to your savior, Gunnar Brian, just like we all knew he would. Andrew Xavier is EXACTLY what’s wrong with WPW.

Amy: How so?

Gunnar: The fact he’s getting booked. Forget El Pollo and his crew of losers, the real guys that make me sick are Xavier’s kind. Show up for a big pay day, leave, then show up again when it’s looking like PPV fever is starting. I can’t believe that this man got a shot at the PCW Championship less than a year ago, while I was doing what? Fighting some guy who couldn’t even spell his own name right? It’s a joke, and I’m through being the punch line. When I beat Xavier I proved a point, I proved that people like him don’t belong here, and that when they come crawling back for the big pay day, that the guys in charge need to have the balls to say NO! When they don’t, that’s when the shows really start to suffer.

Amy: What do you mean? What happens?

Gunnar looks down and laughs a bit.

Gunnar: Look at this week’s card Amy.

Amy: Ok…

Gunnar: See anything wrong with it?

Amy: Um… Are you eluding to Xavier main eventing Live?

Gunnar: Yes, that too, but look closer.

Amy: …What?

Gunnar: Look at TNT. Look at the main event. This is what I mean. When WPW doesn’t put it’s foot down, we get guys like The Main Man back in the main event. He’s been back for what, two, maybe three weeks now? There he is main eventing Turmoil though. I’m on Live, yet he’s on TNT for the second week in a row. Main eventing the show, and what does he have to say?

Amy: What?

Gunnar: Exactly. Not a damn thing. Another grand opportunity to shine, and another opportunity pissed all over. What will it take for WPW to learn? I think Blade sucks as much as the next guy, but he’s been consistent for months now, how many times has he been on TNT? Why are we going out of our way for these assholes who pop in and out faster than a pastry in a toaster when we have plenty of guys just waiting to spring out of the oven? I’m tired of hearing “It’ll be slow cooked”. I’m tired of waiting on the backburner for my time to come, and I know the fans are tired of having to pretend they care about these jokers when they show back up for a few weeks after months of absence. The fans don’t care, the boys in the back damn sure don’t care, and management even through dropping ratings can’t take a hint. Well listen to me now Carlos, Alicia, and whoever the hell else pulls the strings in this company.

Gunnar Brian takes a breath and takes the mic from Amy’s hands.

Gunnar: We… Demand… A Change… And you can either give it to us, or we’ll take it, but mark my words, it WILL happen.

Gunnar throws the mic to the floor as it makes a harsh crashing noise, and before WPW goes to commercial you can faintly hear the sound of a small portion of the audience… Cheering.

Daniel: Don't go anywhere, our main event is coming up next!

COMMERCIAL BREAK

Non Title Main Event

James Moriarty Cassius & The Judge vs. The Main Man & Justin Dreamer

Daniel: Now, this has been one hell of a night, Max. We’ve had a five course banquet of sumptuous wrestling washed down with the fine wines of pithy backstage comment. Now, how would you like to end such a sporting feast?

Max: I dunno. A good dump in a warm crapper?

Daniel:………….em………I meant a tag team contest between Royalty and the Resistance.

Max: I’d still like the dump.

Mina: Tonight’s main event is a tag team contest between, representing the Resistance and weighing in at a combined 477lbs, Justin Dreamer and Michael Maddox!!!

Daniel: That’s a hell of a combination to put up against Royalty – the hardcore sensation Justin Dreamer and the Main Man, Michael Maddox, WPW’s very own Forest Gump.

Max: What? You mean a retard that can run really fast?

Daniel: No. I mean that you never know what you’re gonna git.

‘Out of my Way’ by Seether, Dreamer’s entrance music plays and the lights go on and off for a few seconds but nobody arrives.

Daniel: Oh, oh! (Puts finger to ear – why? Is his radio in his finger or something?) We’re going backstage where there’s already been an altercation between the contestants in this match.

Camera cuts backstage where the first shot we see is of JMC flying along a table filled with after-match nibbles/chips/cups of Gatorade. The food and drink goes flying as JMC falls of the end of the long table. Camera swivels back to show that Justin Dreamer has been the one who launched JMC. Judge lands a huge chair shot on Dreamer’s back and he goes face first into the table. Maddox wheels Judge round and uppercuts him so that he too goes onto the table, just as Dreamer rolls off. The four men regather themselves and exchange forearms, Dreamer on JMC, Maddox on Judge. Maddox is flattened by a Clothesline from Hell and Judge joins JMC to catapult Dreamer through the curtain. The camera shot switches back to the arena where we see Dreamer hit a guard rail and somersault into the crowd. Excited fans crowd round patting him on the back or picking a chip out of his trunks. JMC and Judge come through the curtain, Judge with Maddox in a headlock. They come down the ramp and thrust Maddox into the ring. Judge follows and referee Todd Franklin calls for the bell.

Ding Ding

Judge kicks off with a Hip Toss taking Maddox straight to the mat then twists his leg going for an ankle lock. Maddox gets in a kick to escape though . Judge comes back for some offense but Maddox monkey flips him onto the top rope and Judge rebounds to the mat. Maddox grabs Judge’s upper body but Judge throws him off angrily. They get to their feet where once again Judge is first to react with a Front Facelock which he converts to a Bulldog using the first rope for leverage. Judge hears something he doesn’t like from the crowd and goes to the rope to pick out the heckler. Maddox takes the advantage to tag in Dreamer.

Daniel: Big mistake there. Judge should not have let Maddox off the hook like that. Now he’s got Dreamer to contend with. This past couple of weeks Dreamer has been defending Super Sexy Girl’s honor when she was assaulted by the Royal Knight.

Max: Yes, but she blew him out…..whereas with the Royal Knight, she just blew him.

Dreamer whirls Judge round and boots him in the midsection, forcing him to bend. He goes straightaway into a Styles Clash and lands it with a thud. He covers….

1…………….

2….. Shoulder up from Judge.

Dreamer picks Judge up and goes for a What Dreams are Made Of ( Twist of Fate) but Judge gets in an elbow forcing the release. He tags in JMC.

Daniel: JMC enters the ring looking eager, but where now with Royalty after they have turned their backs on their normal leader, Carlos Gonzalez? JMC seems to have assumed the leadership after last week’s coup – from Prince to King in one short week.

Max: Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown….

Daniel: Where did you get that from, Max?

Max: I dunno. I think it was in last night’s fortune cookie.

JMC goes for a tie up but Dreamer ducks underneath and comes behind for a Full Nelson. He holds this for a second but JMC does a back kick onto his shin so he releases and quickly switches to a Brainbuster DDT instead.

Daniel: Wooo! Dreamer is not showing any deference to the Royalty kingpins here tonight. In fact, the Resistance have been making some major inroads into Royalty’s dominance of WPW these past few weeks.

Max: Nonsense, Daniel. Nothing happens in this company without Royalty’s stamp of approval.

Daniel: What? Like Scorch becoming world champion?

Max: All part of the grand plan.

Daniel: In what way?

Max: All will become clear in due course.

Daniel: You have no idea, do you?

Max: No.

JMC tries to make his way to the ropes for some relief from the onslaught but Dreamer dropkicks him in the back then gets him in a schoolboy on the rebound. Franklin gets to 1 before a desperate JMC kicks out. Dreamer releases him then continues his dominance with a bounce off the ropes into a Flying Running Clothesline and JMC hits the mat once again. Dreamer goes for a cover but JMC scrambles away as referee Todd Franklin hits the mat. He comes over to his corner where he exchanges a few words with Judge while keeping an eye on Dreamer who bounces enthusiastically in the opposite corner. JMC makes the first move, feinting a Side Kick but, as Dreamer moves to avoid this, brings him down with a leg sweep instead. He applies a knee to Dreamer’s throat until Todd Franklin warns him for the blatant choke hold, then brings down both hands to the centre of his sternum in a Double Axe Handle.

Daniel: Good God, that could stop Dreamer’s heart if he got it wrong.

Max: Maybe he thought Dreamer’s heart had stopped and he was trying to restart it.

Dreamer rolls over with the pain of the move and so JMC picks him up by the back of the neck, trying to send him over the top rope. Dreamer stops him by grabbing hold of the rope then using the second rope as a springboard, catches JMC flush with a back elbow. JMC wipes away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth then charges at Dreamer who responds with a knee to his gut which stops JMC in his tracks.

Daniel: If Dreamer was an alcoholic drink, he’d be a keg of premium American beer.

Max: If JMC was an alcoholic drink, he’d be a fruit punch…….without any punch.

Daniel: I thought you liked JMC.

Max: Yeah, but somebody had to do the punchline and I don’t think Jokester’s in any fit state after his match earlier.

Dreamer whips JMC into the ropes but JMC hooks the top rope and angrily tags Judge back in. Michael Maddox offers his hand for a tag but Dreamer shakes his head, confident that he can punish Judge as he did JMC.

Judge offers his right hand high to Dreamer. Dreamer makes the mistake of glancing at the hand and is immediately hit by a kick to the midsection by Judge then finds himself hoisted onto Judge’s shoulders. Judge looks as though he may be going for an F5 but Dreamer wriggles causing Judge to lose his balance and fall backwards. This just has the effect of Dreamer landing flat on his back, Judge’s head cushioned by Dreamer’s body. Dreamer lets out a yell of pain. Judge tags JMC, stands Dreamer up, his arms held in a chicken wing and JMC catches him flush with a superkick.

Max: That teamwork was as slick as Santa’s sleigh going downhill with Teflon runners greased with butter.

Daniel: Nice work, Max. You held off until November 27 before mentioning Christmas. That’s a new all time record.

Max: I’m the Barry Bonds of color commentators.

Daniel: Then just leave the sample in a jar and we’ll get back to you.

Judge exits the ring as Franklins counts five, though not before he gets in his own kick at Dreamer as he lies on the mat. JMC tries out a figure four leg lock on Dreamer but his inexperience with mat wrestling shows and Dreamer grabs the rope causing Todd Franklin to call for a break.
Dreamer looks as though he wants to continue but wisely tags in Maddox who is at full stretch in his corner. JMC tries to Clothesline Maddox as he gets into the ring, but Maddox ducks, pushes JMC in the back to rebound off the ropes and schoolboys him on the rebound. JMC wriggles to no avail and Franklin counts.

1……………….

2……………….

Thr……………Judge kicks Maddox off the cover and Franklin stops the count to push Judge back out of the ring.

JMC takes advantage of the distraction to thumb Maddox in the eye and he gets up clutching his face. The crowd boo and JMC gives a bow with a Shakespearean flourish as if doffing his hat. Maddox comes back but JMC is alert and hits him with a Spinning Heel kick. Maddox reels back dazed, but does not go down. JMC climbs the ropes and flips forward onto Maddox’ shoulders – the Scottish Play (Molly Go Round) Maddox falls allowing himself to be pinned and Franklin is quickly into position to count.

1……………

2……………

Thr………..This time, it is Dreamer who is into the ring to kick JMC off the cover. Once again, Franklin pushes him out of the ring. Dreamer shrugs as if to say ‘What’s sauce for the goose’

Max: Why is that move called the Scottish Play, Daniel?
Daniel: Because it’s unlucky to call it Macbeth.

Max: Why is it unlucky to call it Macbeth?

Daniel: GOOD LORD! JMC’S RIGHT LEG JUST FELL OFF!
Ha! Just kidding, but that’s the sort of thing that can happen when you say Macbeth if you’re superstitious.

Max: OK. You’re not superstitious…..but what if JMC is? You may just have cost him this match.

Daniel: Let’s find out, shall we. JMC does seem to be limping after that kick from Maddox and he’s now targeting that leg with a single leg takedown and an ankle lock.

Maddox moves from the ankle lock into a Single Leg Boston Crab while still holding the lock – the Lethal Injection. JMC looks ready to tap so Judge gets through the ropes once again but Justin Dreamer is there to prevent him from reaching the pair on the mat. Todd Franklin tries to separate the two and doesn’t see JMC tapping furiously…….until he picks up the brass knucks slid through the ropes by Royal Knight.

Daniel: Wha???? Where did the Royal Knight come from?

JMC says something that causes Maddox to turn towards him, and JMC manages to give his arm a big enough swing to connect with the brass knucks punch. Maddox immediately releases and reels away to where the referee, Dreamer and Judge are still involved in a pushing match. JMC slides the knucks back to the Royal Knight who steps away from the ring with a satisfied look. He does not see Carlos Gonzalez hobbling down the ramp in neck brace, supported by a crutch. Carlos brings the crutch down hard on the Royal Knight’s head and he drops like a stone.

Daniel: Well, that’s evened it up a little but JMC can finish Maddox here surely!

JMC does a simple standing crossbody to fell Maddox and stays for the cover. Franklin leaves the two other wrestlers to argue the situation and drops for a count….

1…………………

2………………………………..

Maddox again breaks the cover before Franklin’s hand comes down a third time.

Daniel: Looooooonnnnnggggg count there. I noticed that Carlos Gonzalez caught Franklin’s eye during that count. Remember that Todd Franklin is only here because Carlos allows him to be.

Max: Are you saying that this match is fixed? Say it ain’t so, Daniel.

Daniel: That’s not what I’m saying at all. I’m just saying that, in certain situations, the referee might be a little more…..tolerant towards one team rather than the other.

Dreamer and Judge have by now made their way back to their corners, Dreamer a little bemused by the appearance of Carlos Gonzalez at ringside. JMC tags in Judge who goes straight for Fade to Black Dragon Sleeper on a bruised and battered Maddox.

Daniel: That’s it – Judge jury and executioner.

Carlos Gonzalez gets up on the ring apron and calls Todd Franklin over. Franklin is torn between seeing to Maddox, or obeying Carlos and finds himself stranded between the two. Dreamer waits for Franklin to go over to Carlos so that he can get in the ring but noone sees JMC go round the ring to grab Carlos by the ankles and pull him down off the apron, his chin banging off the mat as he falls. Franklin shrugs and goes back to Maddox. He lifts his arm once…………

It falls. Dreamer tries to get in the ring but is held back by JMC.

He lifts it a second time………

It falls again and Judge laughs cruelly.

He lifts it a third time……….

Maddox arm plummets to the mat. Franklin calls for the bell.

Ding Ding.

Daniel: That’s it from Maddox who is out cold. JMC and Dreamer continue their brawl and Carlos Gonzalez is in no fit state to write out paychecks this week so I’m withdrawing my labor. Max is already backstage with a cold beer and a warm Bee. This has been a WPW production. More of the same next week as we draw closer to the climax of the Tournament of Champions. Be there or be very square indeed. Thank you and goodnight.

CREDITS:

Segments: Judge, Duff, Forasken, AFS, Xavier
MMK vs. Foxx - Philly
Adams vs. Jesse - Ken
Brock vs. Troy - HBK
RK vs. Jokester - Adams
Parker vs 2 - HBK
Main Event - Ken