HBK619
05-04-2009, 10:35 PM
WPW Live Preshow
This week’s Live was surprisingly interesting, given the lack of hype going into the show. We got a report in from Reid Flair, but it turns out it was just a plea for a female superhero. You know a heroin? For some reason he wanted a very tiny one, just a kilo, or maybe that was her name? Still he offered us a lot of money, then again it is hard to find tiny female super heroes.
So instead we got a report from Scott Steiner. He was only slightly less coherent this time. Still his words were not really fit for print.
We finally got a report in from ECW wrestler, DH Smith who was kind of enough to send along his thoughts about WPW Live.
Lance Burkehart vs Blake Baker
This match really surprised me, as Lance Burkehart actually made it to the ring. I heard he was going on hiatus, kind of like me for the past year or so. Turns out he opted to fulfill his obligation to be in this match. Though I can proudly say I got bigger reactions on last week’s ECW then he did on this week’s WPW Live. And no, I did not appear on ECW this week. Blake came out then, people liked this kid. I did too, he reminds me of my buddy TJ, Tyson now. Yes, I tried to trade in Blake for Randy, Cody, and Ted too. I had this guys named Randy, Cody and Ted I met at a frat party at FIU, but Carlos did not want to let them in the ring. Blake hit some fast paced moves in this. Lance fought back with some slower moves. He seemed to lack focus though, and made a few too many mistakes. In the end, Blake got the win with a small package…*Sniff* I miss my daddy…and a pinfall.
Jamie Parker vs James Moriarty Cassius
The next match was Jamie Parker taking on James Moriarty Cassius. Did I ever tell you guys about the time I did nothing on Smackdown once I got drafted over there? Yeah, well this match was kind of like that. It seems sometimes people get lazy and think they do not need to do a match, so they just write “no contest” or something lame like that. Just messing with you, these two had a good match up. JMC worked the leg of Parker, who utilized his smarts and fast feet to stay in this one. Jamie did come of as something of a little prick, something I have no idea about, I mean that test was faulty. The finish came when Parker and JMC spent too much time fighting on the outside and were counted out, but the fans were not disappointed. Though a concession table worker was, cause well Parker got sent through it with a Soliloqui. I hear the dude wants some time off, I recommend a year or so, really helped me recharge and learn to cultivate my inner selfish-jerk.
Main Event Scorch vs Chris Cage
The Main Event match saw Scorch take on Chris Cage in a little Sell Your Soul preview. Speaking of Souls, I will give you mine in exchange for a better spot, I will even sell out my best friend, hypothetically speaking of course. This was the match of the night, cause I said it was. Yeah, me, DH Smith, and I only speak truth, unless lying gets me a head. Speaking of a head, Tyson, about Natalya…sorry dude, eh. I mean I am not saying what did or did not happen, but if her kiss seemed salty… Any way Cage really seemed to step up his game here. He continued his new found tradition of not trying to show up his opponents. He did some moves of his own to remain credible, but was willing to take most of Scorch’s more well known maneuvers. He even made sure his kickouts did not generate too much excitement or seem overly impressive. This kid sure seems like he is The Future, and I see good things coming from Rene Dupree, Kenny Dykstra, and Rob Conway. The end of this match came when, I missed it, I was busy trying to get a spot reporting on TNT, sorry. Just messing with you, Scorch made him tap to his arm submission that needs a name, my I suggest the “I Tried To Stab My Friend In The Back, But It Backfired, But Lucky Me I Get To Go Back To Him Anyway, Unless I Blow It Again By Being Immature, Or Testing Positive Again”. Or maybe the “Ow, My Pride.” Yes, Scorch won, no, nobody else confirmed it, what are you going to do about it, keep me in developmental? No, I was only kidding. Come on guys, it was a joke. Yes I too am amazed I showed any charisma here, I had no idea it was there either.
Thursday Night Turmoil!
The Freebird
May 4th, 2009
Daniel Justice: Welcome to another fine edition of Thursday Night Turmoil!
Max Stockton: Actually I think it might be Monday Night Turmoil.
Daniel: Nope, we taped this on Thursday, but network obligations bumped us to a later air date. We did not make the fans sit here for days waiting.
Max: Yes, but come on, I was trying to make the company look bad.
Daniel: Why would you want to do that?
Max: So Alicia will sell it to me cheaply after Redemption III.
Daniel: Well we will see about that. Anyway we forgot to do this earlier when welcoming the fans. I am Daniel Justice and with me as usual is my broadcast colleague, Max Stockton.
Max: That is right, I am here to keep us on the ball tonight once again. We start off tonight with a fine looking blonde in section H, row seven seat forty-thre…
Daniel: Yes we have a big show for you tonight, but not the big show. He is busy this week. Tonight Xavier Ray battles his one time partner Mike Corral for the final spot in the Sell Your Soul match at Redemption III. Also in our main event the WPW Champion The Killing Joke takes on one of his challengers at Redemption in a Last Man Standing match! All this and much more. But we kick things off with a triple threat match between the very same Dan Murph, The One and one third of the WPW Championship match at Redemption III, The Stallion!
Max: This one should be a cliché about fire and farm buildings.
Daniel: Let us go to the ring now for the introductions.
Dan Murph vs. The One vs. The Stallion
“What a Shame” hits as the fans immediately rain down the boos and jeers on Dan Murph. The big man shows little emotion, channeling his inner Vladimir, not Kozlov, not not Konstantinov (is it too soon for a paralysis joke? Yes? Ok) well not like Dan can skate anyway, unlike Konstantin…oh right. Awkward. He shows little emotion like Guerrero shows in a wrestling ring. Which seeing as he plays baseball makes some sense. Anyway, he gets in the ring, taunts people, says he is strong, people dislike him.
Mina: The following is our opening contest and it is scheduled for one fall under triple threat rules. First making his way to the ring, from Carlos' back pocket, he weighs in at 287 lbs, Dan Murph!
As the lights go out, two sentences are uttered in complete darkness, well not really the company cannot afford to wait for the lights to go back on, plus you always get a-holes with their lights and cell phones and laser pointers, seriously who has those now?
Just how deep do you believe?
It depends on what the subject matter is, pretty deep in some things, not very much in others.
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
If it is totally necessary, like to stop it from choking us or something, or maybe by mistake, or even just sheer boredom, create some excitement with a stupid move. Wait is it feeding us or just feeding in general, things to ponder during this entrance.
The Lights, which are different from ‘the lights’ that were already mostly out, go out and one single white light, (is this Thee Light then?) shines from the rafters, it focuses on The One standing in the entrance. Suddenly the full version of "The hand that feeds" by Nine Inch Nails hits the speakers, though it was partly already playing, unless it was silent then, seems like a long silence if it was, and all the lights come back on, which we think includes the lights, The Lights, and Thee Light. He looks up to remember that his deceased wife Kayla is always with him, in a spiritual type sense, he is not doing a Weekend at Bernie’s gimmick, people. .
He begins his walk down the aisle towards the ring. He stares right at his opponent(s), that would be opponent, he may be big but Dan is only one person, and enters the ring and does The God Like, pause for effect, there we are, pose on the first turnbuckle he sees still looking at his rival(s), really he is just looking at Dan who is less a rival and more the opposition for the match, well one of them. He then walks towards the turnbuckle on the opposite side and looks towards the sky, and points up, and then hits his fist to his chest... for Kayla once again, or maybe to signal the vendor he wants a water during the match, nobody really knows for sure.
Mina: Next, making his way to the ring, from the Cassius bloodline, weighing into tonight at 234 lbs, The One!
"Take On Me" by Reel Big Fish hits the speakers. After the countdown of "One, two, one two three four!" The Stallion bursts from behind the curtain, begging the crowd to get to their feet. He draws the crowd into a frenzy, slapping hands all down the entrance ramp. He climbs the turnbuckle, and spins his wrists out in beat to the lyrics. He stands in the ring, looking very annoyed at the lack of effort put into making his entrance seem unique this week. Really, expected more then a simple cut and paste job. To support his cause, please review Live, and help ensure The Stallion does not have to endure another cut and paste entrance. You may not be able to prevent all forest fires, but you can prevent another cheap, lazy, cut and paste entrance, it just takes a little effort. In other words, expect more cut and paste entrances for The Stallion in the future.
Mina: And their opponent, making his way to the ring, ironically from many women's girlhood dreams, weighing in at 214 lbs, The Stallion!
Daniel: I am not sure whether those locations or weights were accurate.
Max: Who cares, the girl is obviously quick on her feet and aught to be applauded for that.
Daniel: Think we should have talked about each guy during their entrance.
Max: Probably, but did we? Seriously, I forgot.
The One and Stallion look over at one another, each seemingly trying to feel out the other. The tension in the crowd is noticeable, as they seem unsure on which man to root for. The sounds quickly turn to unmistakable cheers when both men decide to rush at the larger Dan Murph, simply charging at him and using their whole bodies as weapons. The impact sends Dan into the ropes as the two begin firing away with quick punches. Dan fights back with a right hand to The Stallion, knocking him away. He then kicks The One in the midsection, creating a bit more space, but only for a moment as Stallion hits a quick clothesline that only causes the big man to stagger.
Daniel: Smart move as the two smaller men go after the bigger man.
Max: Have you been watching them in the showers again?
Daniel: No, you know this place cannot afford to pay for showers.
The One then takes his turn to try and knock down Murph, hitting a running elbow strike, that again only staggers him. Dan smiles and starts to laugh but quickly finds himself tumbling through the ropes to the outside following a duel dropkick from The One and The Stallion. Dan gets up off the floor on the outside, a look of anger only briefly on his face before he sees The One launching himself over the ropes and tries to catch him, about half succeeding in his plan, but not enough to avoid being knocked down again. The Stallion looks down at the two men trying to get to their feet, then back at the ropes, causing the crowd to stir. He runs off the ropes but stops, or rather is stopped by a hard clothesline from Murph. Cover by the big man…
One…breaks it up.
Max: Well that was a clever play on words there.
Daniel: Where?
Max: Oh I forgot I cannot see everything written down…nevermind.
The One picks up Dan by the back of his head and fires away with some quick punches to the head. He then locks in a side headlock, before dropping him by spinning into a drop toe hold with the assistance of a dropkick to the back from The Stallion. With the big man down, Stallion and One engage in a quick verbal exchange to communicate their desire to briefly team up to keep Dan down and out. They then drop duel elbows, quickly roll back up and drop their legs onto Dan’s neck and chest. The two men then stomp away on Dan before nodding to eachother. They each lift up the big man and hold him up in a vertical suplex position, then turn to drop him over the top rope and out to the floor.
Max: Perhaps you can tell us that probably hurt.
Daniel: You know, I have feelings.
Max: They are perfectly natural everyone gets them around me. The important thing is not to let them drive you insane.
With Dan on the outside, The One turns and floors Stallion with a hard elbow to the jaw. He then waits for him to get up and hits an arm drag, holding onto the arm after. Stallion shows some pain on his face, but he quickly picks himself up, the arm still trapped by The One. The former WPW Champion lifts up Stallion and drive him down, his arm getting trapped between his own body and the mat. The split contender to the WPW Championship rolls over towards the edge. The One drops down to go for a cover…
Daniel: We should mention that The One is facing James Cassius at Redemption III in a Redemption I rematch.
Max: Yes it seems nice to try and push that feud a little, oh a count is coming here.
One…
Two…Stallion puts his foot on the rope to break the count.
Daniel: Ever since he learned he was a Cassius, The One has not been the same.
Max: You are telling me, and our fans, you have to think this revelation has taken both men off their game a bit.
On the outside, Dan remains down, not moving much. Back in the ring, The One picks up The Stallion and whips him against the ropes, he then dives straight out through the ropes taking out Murph with what amounts to a flying tackle, moments after the big man had gotten up. The Stallion lands a bit on his arm, having it be trapped under the body of the big man and the floor. The two pick themselves up and look to see The One on the top rope, then moonsaulting down onto the two of them. The former Champion gets up and encourages the crowd to get up and make noise, which many of them do.
Daniel: Now we will mention that Dan could cost Carlos his position as owner of WPW.
Max: Yes, unless he can beat Gunnar Brian at Redemption III, Carlos will be out of a job and Dan might find himself all alone, again. Hello Emo Dan Murph! Watch out Martin Cameron.
The One picks up Stallion and pushes him back into the ring, as the crowd start to chant for their preferred wrestler. Dan receives very minor vocal support as he again stays on the outside, this time, crouched near the barricade. The One whips Stallion into the corner and runs at him, missing a clothesline. He turns back as Stallion bounces off the ropes and hits a quick bulldog. He then follows that up with a neck breaker before heading to the second rope. He leaps up looking for a headscissors, but The One catches him in the powerbomb position. Before he can send The Stallion down, The One finds himself hit by a sunset flip…
One…
Daniel: The Stallion is looking to steal a win here.
Two…
Three…One turns it over…
Max: This is what a thief gets.
One…
Two…
Three…Stallion turns it right back…
Daniel: He gets another chance at it?
One…
Two…
Three…One turns it over again…
Max: Apparently so, this is starting to seem repetitive.
One…
Two…
Three… a loud crack is heard as Dan Murph break the count with a brutal kick to the back of the neck and head of The One, causing him to drop down in a daze.
Max: Have I mentioned how much I like Dan Murph?
Daniel: No.
Max: Just checking.
Daniel: Did you want to?
Max: Stallion faces The Killing Joke and Martin Cameron for the WPW Championship at Redemption.
Daniel: That answers that question.
Dan picks up The One and tosses him to the outside through the ropes. He then turns right into a superkick from The Stallion. The impact sends Dan back into the ropes, the big man rebounds off and turns The Stallion inside out with a brutal high velocity clothesline. The Stallion has no time to recover as Dan picks him up and hoists him up on his shoulders. He swings him for the Cyclone, but suddenly Stallion stops moving as The One has made it back on the apron and caught his legs. The Stallion is now in a front face lock, his ankles held by The One, suddenly The One leaps up and keeps his balance, springboarding off the ropes, somehow avoiding The Stallions legs but this time The One finds himself caught in a powerbomb position. As soon as Dan catches The One, he has to let go of The Stallion, but because his feet are still on the ropes, he falls down into The One’s body. The One wraps his arm around Stallions neck as he accidentally traps himself. Dan then shows his strength as he drives down The One with a sit down powerbomb. The force causes The Stallion to get spiked on the top of his head with a sort of inverted DDT.
Daniel: Wow. What a show of power from Dan Murph!
Max: I am confused.
Daniel: You just saw it happened.
Max: Sorry I was speaking for some of our readers, I mean viewers…
Daniel: All both of them?
Max: People actually paying attention, yes.
The crowd forgets they dislike Dan as they pop for the move. They then remember their feelings and start to boo as he dispatches The One from the ring, much in the manner he had done before. He then picks up The Stallion on his shoulders and takes him down with a Black Out. Instead of going for the pin, he picks up a near lifeless Stallion and locks him into The Black Death. Moments later the official calls for the bell to try and prevent further damage to what appears to be an unconscious Stallion.
Daniel: And this one is mercifully over for The Stallion. I think he may have a concussion after being dropped on his head.
Max: Yes, but what does this do for his momentum at Redemption. They forgot to protect the challenger! Think of the buyrates Daniel, won’t somebody please think of the buyrates!?!?
Daniel: Maybe. Anyway, what a big win for Dan Murph here tonight.
After his hand is raised, Dan walks out the ring and heads up the ramp. He stops when the crowd starts to cheer as he turns to see The Stallion starting to move, crawling towards the ropes. He begins to walk towards him, but The One gets in his way, rather then continue the fight, Dan shrugs them off and walks away. The crowd gets even louder as The Stallion pulls himself to his feet screaming for more. The excitement is short lived however, as collapses once he leaves the support of the ropes. James Cassius comes out from the back, eyeing his brother as he helps pull The Stallion out of the ring. He then yells for his brother to help carry Stallion up the ramp. The One seems to want no part of it, and exits the ring.
Daniel: What an amazing display of fortitude from The Stallion.
Max: It certainly takes a real man to need help to the back
Daniel: The fact the man even got back up at all is a testament to his guts and strength. Just have to hope he is not hurt too badly.
Max: And The One just sat there. Is he too good to help out now?
We return to TNT with The One sitting alone in the ring, sitting on a steel chair, very similar to the way JMC was a few weeks ago. The lights are dimmed and only one single light shines on The One.
Max: What’s this loser have to say, didn’t we already get done with him this week?
Daniel: Quiet, we haven’t heard The One talked in a few weeks now, I believe this would have to be about…
The One: I’ve lost, I’ve tasted defeat. It wouldn’t be the first time … and I can promise it won’t be the last. Yet, my heart screams one resounding thought… not to him.
I’ve won championships at Redemption, and I’ve lost loved one at Redemption. I very well may have made my career out of that one moment, that one show. Last year, as my soul was hollowed in pain by the loss of my love, in that ring… in that ring I found where I needed to be. I remembered why I fought for my children, and I knew who I had to be for my Rose.
That day I remembered who I was… I knew who I was
… Two years ago, before anyone feared The One, before anyone even believed in The One, I stood toe to toe with the unbeatable young Champion, the one who that when I was compared to… I always lost.
The Cassius, the hero… the perfect. No, this man was nothing like me, no scars, no attitude problems, and no questions… the golden champion, with the golden life. Always doing the right thing for the right people. He was the person that everyone wanted me to be, he was the person that they said I could not beat.
Say what you will about me, be it about my championship run, my constant retirements, or even my battles behind the stage that always gained so much attention… say whatever the hell you want, you cannot take that moment away from me. That one day, the flawed, the imperfect, the wrong… took the title from the perfect, the horrid beat the humble, the hated conquered the loved. For every scar, imperfection or short coming I have, that one moment I proved that my heart… no matter how useless to so many, was so much stronger that his. That even if I was flawed, I was still better than the perfect.
The One looks down for a moment, then raises his head to address the crowd once again.
Now, I stand here as a broken down old champion. Not good enough to be the best, but not bad enough to finally give it up. I sit here not as a challenger or an opponent… but as a brother. I sit here as a brother to him, by my birth right… I sit here as a Cassius.
But I do not accept that name, I do not admire it or want to be part of the prestige behind it. No, all I want to do is prove just how worthless it really is. I’ve been a “Cassius” for a month, that and that only. I’ve never won or loss because of the blood that flows through my veins… but by the heart this flawed mind can display. Redemption, I make one last stand in my career… I prove that the perfect family, the perfect life, the perfect man… doesn’t make the strongest. I prove that for everything you have had, I am better because I didn’t… I prove that I am the flawed, the imperfect, the wrong…
I am The One.
And for you my brother, for everything that makes you so perfect, for everything that makes you a Cassius…
I prove that I am not.
The single light goes out as the fans cheer.
Daniel: I think this match may be more personal than we once thought Max.
Max: You think?
Daniel: No matter what, Redemption is shaping up to be a amazing show.
Cut backstage to Carlos Gonzalez’ office. He is on the phone, a bead of sweat on his forehead.
Carlos: Yeah…………I know……….Look, I know we’ve signed a contract but it’s just that I’m having second thoughts. You know that stock in the company has dropped since the rumors started.
A heated voice is heard on the other side of the conversation but we can’t make out what is said. The camera shows WPW referee Todd Franklin seated at the other side of Carlos’ desk. Todd is silent, but leans forward in a worried manner.
Carlos: No, I don’t think it’s to do with the credit crunch. It’s just that the fans don’t want………that man……….anywhere near a WPW ring. You know what happened last time. We’ve got class…………we’ve got respect………..we’re the fastest growing sports entertainment show in the South East in the 3 am slot in the all-important 3 – 5 year old female demographic and they sure as hell don’t want washed out old WWE rejects.
Further unintelligible noise on the other side of the line.
Carlos: Yeah, something to do with insomniac kids. A Scorch promo puts them to sleep faster than any Seconal.
Carlos pauses as the shouting on the other side increases. He goes a bit pale.
Carlos: ……Well, perhaps we were a bit hasty. Fifty dollars didn’t seem too much to pay for someone with WWE experience but, to be honest, we thought we were getting the other guy…….the popular one……yeah……..but now we’re willing to pay you fifty dollars to tear up the contract…………………………………..a hundred…………………………………look, a thousand. It’s my final offer.
Carlos mouths a ‘shit!’ as it is turned down.
Carlos: OK. Well, here’s what we’re going to do. Since the contract stipulates a mandatory appearance in a WPW main event, and since you’re going to chop off my bollocks if I even think about tearing up the contract, but, given that I won’t have that piece of crap doing any wrestling, why don’t we have him as special referee.
Todd Franklin jolts forward in his chair, seeing his chance at a starring role in Redemption disappearing fast, but Carlos waves him down with a reassuring hand.
There is a long silence as the offer is considered. Eventually Carlos speaks.
Carlos (audible sigh of relief) : Great! That’s the deal then. We get a special guest referee and you get your fifty dollars plus the chance to offload the biggest liability in the wrestling business. I’ll not say it’s been a pleasure……….because it hasn’t. OK. Manana.
Carlos replaces the receiver and buries his head in his hands.
Carlos: Oh my God, what have I done.
Todd Franklin pats him on the head, then surreptitiously wipes the hair gel on the desk.
Cut back to Daniel and Max.
Daniel: Well, it’s been nice working here.
Sell Your Soul Qualifying Match
Xavier Ray vs. Mike Corral
Daniel: Well, we happen to have another piece of unfinished business here tonight
Max: Another? Don’t we get anything done around here?
Daniel: We have one final spot to fill for the Sell Your Soul match at Redemption, and what a way we’re going to see it filled. Xavier Ray will be taking on the returning Mike Corral
Max: We haven’t seen Mike Corral in a while, what a return it’s going to be
“Heart of a Champion” plays in the arena, and Xavier Ray appears from the back. He heads down to the ring completely focused, lifting off his hoodie for the crowd to see.
Mina: The following contest is a qualifying match for the Sell Your Soul match at Redemption! In the ring: From Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 235 pounds… Xavier Ray!
Daniel: This could be a big break for this young kid, stepping into the scene with so much on the line
Max: Yeah, but he doesn’t have an easy task to make it there. He’s gotta go through his former tag team partner
The lights fade to black in the arena. After a few seconds pause, the beginning notes of “Art and Life” begin to play. As the vocals begin, the lights come up, and Mike Corral is standing at the entrance ramp. He charges down to the ring, looking out at the crowd.
Mina: And introducing his opponent: From Mt. Shasta, California, weighing in at 235 pounds… Mike Corral!
Daniel: What a returning ovation for this young man
Max: We haven’t seen Mike Corral in a while, let’s see how much he still remembers
Daniel: It’ll be one fall to a finish. The winner gets entered into the Sell Your Soul match, with a shot at the WPW Championship on the line
Max: Both of these young guys are hungry to win it
The bell rings, and the match is underway. The two men circle each other, each trying to get a feel for the other. Xavier Ray pounces first, reaching for a tie-up in the center of the ring. Mike Corral quickly counters the tie, and grabs hold of the arm. Corral twists the arm around once, then wrenches down for a second time. Xavier quickly drops to his back, and then jumps back to his feet, reversing the arm wrench on Mike Corral.
Daniel: Quick offense by both men out there
Max: Xavier Ray seems to have learned a thing or two from his time teaming with Corral. Let’s see what else he knows
With the pressure applied to Mike Corral, Mike flips over to his back like Xavier did, and sweeps his leg in an effort to trip up Xavier Ray. Ray jumps over the kick, but Corral is ready on the rebound to trip up Xavier Ray, who falls to his back. Corral quickly jumps to his feet, and drops an elbow onto Ray. Ray leaps up to miss the move, and hits a leg drop of his own, which Corral also just narrowly misses. The two men quickly return to their feet, each realizing a stalemate.
Max: Looks like he didn’t teach him everything he knew
Daniel: These two men are at a stalemate, and neither one has any kind of advantage
Mike Corral lets out a quick smile, letting Xavier Ray know that he is proud of the moves. Ray only smirks, before circling around Mike Corral again.
Daniel: Mike Corral showing off a bit of that veteran influence on Xavier
Mike Corral and Xavier Ray go for another tie-up, but Xavier Ray sends a quick kick into the gut of Mike Corral. Corral bends down, and Xavier Ray instantly applies a front headlock to Corral. Mike struggles to break free, and is finally able to push Xavier off him. Xavier is pushed, and runs towards the ropes. Xavier bounces off, and runs into Mike Corral attempting a hip toss. Xavier Ray is able to block the move, flips around, and hits his own hip toss on Mike Corral.
Max: That ring rust is really hurting
Daniel: I wouldn’t say it’s so much ring rust, as it is these two guys having incredibly similar offensive styles
Both men are back on their feet, and Ray Irish whips Corral towards the turnbuckle. Corral is able to reverse, touching down on the mat for a bit of momentum. Xavier runs towards the turnbuckle, and holds onto the ropes to lift himself up. Mike Corral charges, but runs into the feet of Xavier Ray, who hits a hurricanrana, sending Mike Corral flying.
Daniel: Beautiful move by Xavier Ray there
Max: Mike Corral needs to get his head into the game here. He needs to be in it to win it
Mike Corral uses the ropes to help steady himself, but Xavier Ray is ready and waiting, hitting a dropkick that sends Mike Corral to the outside. Mike Corral staggers to his feet, and Xavier Ray slips to the outside. Xavier Ray runs around the ring, stepping up onto the steel steps and jumping towards Mike Corral. Corral counters, nailing Ray in the chest with a high dropkick. Xavier Ray crashes to the ground, and Mike Corral quickly jumps up onto the apron. Mike Corral leaps from the apron onto Xavier Ray, connecting with a legdrop across the throat.
Daniel: A hard leg drop by Mike Corral
Max: High risk offense, you gotta love it
Mike Corral is to his feet first, hitting Xavier Ray in the head with a quick kick, before lifting him up and tossing him back into the ring. Mike Corral climbs the steps onto the apron, seeing Xavier down on the ground. Mike Corral then hoists his body over the ropes, vaulting towards Ray. But Ray kips from the ground and hits a dropkick against the chest of Corral, sending him back down to the mat. Ray and Corral brawl slightly, but both men are tangled in the ropes.
Max: There really are similar
Daniel: Almost as if these two men have been scouting each other
Xavier Ray picks Mike Corral up off the mat, and presses him into the ropes. Ray whips Corral to the other side, who bounces off the ropes. Xavier Ray attacks with a flying forearm, nailing Corral in the head and making the cover.
One…
Two…
T… Kickout!
Mike Corral is quick to return to his feet, sending a sharp right hand in Xavier Ray’s direction. Ray ducks the hit, and Corral’s momentum sends his back towards Xavier, who hits a back body drop on Mike Corral. Xavier Ray makes another cover.
One…
Two…
Th… Kickout!
Daniel: Two quick pin attempts, but neither successful for Xavier Ray
Max: Mike Corral knows how to take a punch, it’s going to take a little bit more than that
Daniel: But you have to figure, eventually Mike Corral is going to run out of gas
Max: He hasn’t been in the ring in a long time, but I still thing he has a few big hits left in him
Xavier Ray helps Mike Corral back to his feet, and Irish whips him into the corner. Corral is able to counter, putting his hand on the mat again to gain more balance. Xavier Ray charges up the ropes, then dives at Mike Corral. But Corral has Xavier scouted, and steps out of the way to let Xavier Ray crash and burn. Mike Corral takes advantage and makes the cover.
One…
Two…
T… Kickout!
Max: Told ya
Daniel: Mike Corral just barely avoided the contact there, and we might be seeing a shift in momentum
Mike Corral picks Xavier up off the mat, and whips him into the opposite corner. Ray counters, whipping Corral instead. Mike Corral counters yet again, this time pulling Xavier Ray and draping him over his back. Mike Corral hits a summersault, dropping his shoulders into the chest of Xavier Ray. Corral is still on the move, hitting a standing shooting star press. Mike Corral gets up again, and ascends the turnbuckle. Corral measures up his opponent, and hits a diving elbow drop. Xavier Ray rolls out of the way, and Corral hits the mat below.
Daniel: The high risk does not pay off for Mike Corral
Max: And Xavier just barely got out of that one
Mike Corral has pain shooting up his back, as he lies on the mat in pain. Xavier Ray is on his knees, and sees the downed Corral. Xavier Ray instantly hops to his feet, and charges up the turnbuckle. Xavier Ray leaps as high as he can, connecting with the Air Ray. Xavier makes the cover.
One…
Two…
Three…
Mina: Here is your winner, and final qualifier for the Sell Your Soul match… Xavier Ray!
Daniel: That was a hell of an effort by Mike Corral in his return, but it’s Xavier Ray who is going to Redemption
Killing Joke walks along a backstage corridor, the WPW World Championship belt slung across his shoulder.
He rounds the corner and walks straight into The Stallion.
Daniel: Oh, this is embarrassing.
KJ and Stallion stare each other out for several seconds, nose to nose before KJ sways backwards a little and adjusts the belt on his shoulder, giving it a little polish.
Stallion’s expression doesn’t change so KJ pulls a photo out of his back pocket, gives it a little kiss and tucks it into the nameplate of the title belt. The photo shows Super Sexy Girl cradling little Amber.
Stallion looks down at the floor, hurt and angry, but instead of throwing a punch, finger flicks Killing Joke on his forehead where he still carries the bruise from Stallion’s latest chair shot.
KJ: Ow!
Stallion smirks. KJ rubs his head while keeping a close eye on Stallion’s next move. Stallion goes to finger flick him again but KJ puts up a hand and cowers a little.
KJ: OK! OK! I’ll give you that one……..Maybe it’s time that you and I had a little…….talk.
Stallion considers this for a few seconds.
Stallion: OK. I’m listening.
KJ: Well………..It seems to me that this three way at Redemption is becoming a little unbalanced.
It was the force of good……….that’s you……..versus the force of evil……..that’s me………versus the face of………..well, who knows what the hell Camerashy represents. But it seems to me that you and I now have more than a little in common……
KJ’s fingers stray towards the photograph but he snatches them away again when the fire returns to Stallion’s eyes.
KJ: I mean, of course, that your …….attitude…..is more attuned to mine.
You want this belt – you want the glory……and you’ll do just about anything to get it. The Brawl for it All showed just how well you and I work in the ring together. Between us, we created a little magic in there. I don’t mean a David Copperfield smoke and mirrors magic, I mean a David Blaine, real supernatural powers magic.
We set a benchmark – a benchmark that Martin Camerashy cannot hope to equal, never mind better.
Stallion nods: Yeah, I gotta say that you pulled the best outta me that night.
KJ: So, I’m thinking………..how do we put on a show like that again? How do we give the fans what they want? Not that I give a donkey crap for these retards – but they do buy the T-shirts, put the money in our pockets, fellate our flaccid phalli.
Stallion: We team up to eliminate Cameron.
KJ: You got it! (Claps Stallion on the shoulder until a black look indicates that he should withdraw)
That’s right. We get rid of the calamitous Caledonian then fight it out between ourselves for the big one. What do you say? Let’s do it for the fans. Let’s do it for the wrestling. But most of all, let’s do it for us.
Stallion rubs his chin thoughtfully, then offers a hand in conciliation.
Stallion: OK, you gotta deal.
KJ: Great! You won’t regret this. I’ll get my people to call your people and we’ll work something out. CU next Tuesday!
Stallion: Yeah……whatever……Champ.
They carry on in opposite directions but the two camera crews pick up each man mutter
‘Sucker’
Under their breaths as they walk away.
Daniel: Well, there you have it……or do you? Will Stallion and Killing Joke work together to eliminate Martin Cameron for the triple threat title match?
Max: That’s as likely as a Mexican pig passing its annual physical exam this week, Daniel.
Daniel: As topical as ever, Max. Let’s look at what’s next.
*The words "Flawless Victory" echo through the arena, followed by the thundering solo of Submersed's "The Rescue." Gold lights flash across the ring, revealing a lavish set up. Contained in the ring are two leather couches, a miniature bar held down by a sharply dressed middle-aged man, and a golden throw rug with streamers of similar color dangled over the ring ropes.*
Daniel: Its time now to hear from the champions.
Max: Which title?
Daniel: Um...all of them? Well besides the world title.
Max: Wow.
Daniel: I am sure they will tell us about it several times.
*From out of the curtain step Sal Karver and Van Risen, each donning a dark suit and sunglasses, and each also gripping WPW gold on their shoulders. They begin their approach down the ramp to a mixed reaction from the crowd.*
Mina - Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, your WPW Tag Team Champions, Canadian Champion, and Florida State Champion, Sal Karver and Van Risen....Flawless LLC!
*The two smirk at each other as their accolades are announced. Upon approaching the ring, they each remove their shoes on a decorative gold floormat, and step through the ring ropes. A little boy scitters out from under the ring in a tiny suit of his own to snatch the shoes and begins to shine them. Risen and Karver meanwhile each remove their titles and place them on wooden racks in the corner of the ring, before grabbing microphones and taking a seat on their respective couches.*
Daniel: How...Exuberant of them?
Max: This must have cost more then my house!
Daniel: Is that real gold?
Max: Quite! They are about to speak.
Risen: Good evening fans and detractors. The gentlemen sitting on the couch across from me is one Mr. Sal Karver, your Florida State Champion. I myself am Van Risen, your Canadia Champion. And we are Flawless LLC. Your WPW Tag Team Champions.
Karver: The reason for our little party here tonight....Well, it's really just to give everyone a visual. To show all of the fans just how much power this team holds, and to show everyone in that locker room just what they are up against every single week.
Risen: Since the two of us combined are holding 3/4ths of the titles in this company, you cant even imagine the pressure we are under, to perform each and every week to our very best.
Karver: The thing is though, pressure means nothing to either of us, unlike anyone else here. We're so good, so flawless, that we rise above that pressure every single time. You think I wasn't under pressure to beat Gunnar Brian for this title last week? Or that my good partner here, wasn't under pressure to top the long-reigning Jason Silver? Of course we were, but we're better than that, and that's why we have these belts now.
Risen: And now here we sit. Not only covered in most of WPW's finest gold and leather accessories, but, also the two top ranked superstars in WPW for 2009!
Karver: It seemed only fitting that we create a persona which matched this ability to surpass the odds time and again. Van and I brainstormed for hours on end trying to craft our new identity, to establish a name for this partnership. Then it came in a flash, there was only one word to describe what we have here, something that no other man or team can lay claim to. That is why we are Flawless.
Risen: All of you can try to belittle us and our name. Clearly we have lost and will likely lose again some day. How could we be Flawless then? Well it just so happens that even when we lose, we still come out looking better then the person who beat one of us. Everyone will know that it was THEY that had to have the best day of thier life, the greatest version of themself was in the ring that day when they got the pin. While even on an off day we can put gold on our shoulders.
Karver: This is the message we are sending you WPW. To everyone in that locker room who isn't intimidated by all this gold, and to everyone who thinks they can stand agains Flawless LLC, we are telling you to think again. You can try your damndest to beat us like Gunnar Brian or Jason Silver, you can do whatever you can to make yourself look better than us. You will only fail, just like those two before you, and so many others.
Risen: Dont take this as some lame threat to keep you from trying though. We love the competition. We love beating all of you. We love having reasons to wear our brand new, custom made, Tag Team Title Watches.
*Risen and Sal roll up a sleeve each and show off the matching Title shaped watches.*
Risen:We love getting streamers, made of actual gold, strewn about the ring. We love being asked to come out here and sit on couches and talk about us. We love to beat you. We love to win.
Karver: Of course, of course. Bring on the matches and the competition, what else is this business about? Just know that there is no success against this team, and all you'll be doing is paving the way for more festive parties like this, which cost a pretty penny believe it or not.
Risen: All of our ego aside though. No wait, the ego stays. Being justified and all. Lets talk about what might be next to Flawless LLC though. Will one of us go after that messy world title scene? Do we think we can keep ahold of all these titles, with our attention so spread out and our egos so big? I cant really give a for sure answer to those questions...except this. Watch and see.
Karver: In the meantime, enjoy the ride with us. We plan to make a good time out of this title spree, and make it a very successful one. Feel free to buy your stock in Flawless LLC today, because this company isn't going anywhere.
Risen: Id love to stay and talk about myself some more. However we do have our own after-party to get to. Late isnt fashionable anymore.
Karver: However, feel free to take advantage of the Flawless LLC bar which will be setting up in the back. Only $100 a drink. Plus tips of course.
Risen: Someone has to pay the shoe shine boy people
*"Flawless Victory" leads into "The Rescue" By Submersed comes over the speakers again as the crowd starts throwing a smattering of boos and cheers again. Flawless LLC gets up from the couches and heads back out of the ring, after making a stop for titles. Picking up thier shoes from the shoeshine boy, who holds his hand out, and gets ignored as they head back up the ramp with two titles over each shoulder.*
Daniel: Those two men might be the most egotistical people in the history of this business.
Max: But those egos are well deserved Daniel! Tag Team Champions AND holding a singles title each!? How can you not love them?
Daniel: We will see how long that lasts Max.
Last Man Standing Match
Killing Joke (c) vs. Martin Cameron
Daniel: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for our main event
Max: And what a special doozy we have for you all. A TNT first!
Daniel: WPW Champion Killing Joke takes on the Brawl for it All Winner Martin Cameron in a Last Man Standing match
Max: This is going to be bloody. This is going to be epic. This is going to knock all of your socks off. There is no way this match is going to disappoint after all the hype I’m giving it
Mina: The following contest is the Last Man Standing Match! There will be no pinfalls, submissions, or disqualifications. The only way to win is to defeat your opponent until they can no longer stand up after the count of ten.
“Broken Boy Soldiers” plays in the arena, and Martin Cameron makes his way down to the ring. He is dressed in street clothes, and the crowd is cheering him on.
Mina: Introducing first: Now residing in Vancouver, Canada, weighing in at 215 pounds… Martin Cameron!
Daniel: Martin Cameron looks ready for a fight here tonight
Max: Well, we’re getting to see what the main event of Redemption was supposed to be, before Stallion went ahead and decided to throw himself in the mix
Daniel: Nonetheless, Martin Cameron sees this as his chance to prove himself as a contender for the WPW Championship
Max: Let’s just wait and see how he does against the champion
“Black Sabbath” plays, and Cameron instantly looks towards the ramp for his opponent. But Killing Joke is nowhere to be seen. Cameron searches all around him, anticipating a sneak attack. Eventually, the music fades, and Cameron is alone in the ring.
Max: What happened? Did the champ get scared away?
Daniel: Killing Joke is a master of mind games, I’m sure he hasn’t been scared off
Martin Cameron keeps himself warmed up, looking all around the ring for Killing Joke to appear. As soon as Martin Cameron looks away from the ramp, a new song begins to play in the arena.
”Are You Ready?”
Max: What the hell is this?
Daniel: You don’t think?
Max: Oh dear god, I hope not
”X-PAC!”
As the lyrics continue, Killing Joke appears from the back. He is wearing a greasy wig, with a red bandana. His singlet has a giant “X” around the crotch, and he crotch-chops his way down to the ring.
Max: Is that X-Pac?
Daniel: It can’t be
Max: I think it is
Daniel: What in the world is Killing Joke doing?
“X-Pac” climbs up the turnbuckle, and delivers another crotch chop to the audience. He hops down from the turnbuckle, and is floored instantly by a clothesline from Martin Cameron.
Daniel: Cameron doesn’t look like he wants to play any games out here tonight
Max: I’m guessing his opponent will be in charge of that, then
“X-Pac” returns to his feet, sticking his tongue out at Martin Cameron. Cameron charges for another clothesline, but the X man ducks. Cameron bounces off the ropes, and runs back at “X-Pac”. Pac jumps over Cameron, lifting his legs in the splits as he does. Cameron bounces off the ropes again, but is once again hopped over by “X-Pac”. Cameron stops himself at the ropes, just as “X-Pac” jumps in the air again. Once he lands, Cameron floors him with a clothesline.
Daniel: Hard shot by Martin Cameron there
Max: It seems like our friend spent too much time showing off how many splits he can do
Martin Cameron helps “X-Pac” back to his feet, who nails Cameron with a low blow for his troubles. Cameron drops down to both knees, and is dragged to the turnbuckle by the X man. Cameron sits in the bottom turnbuckle, and “X-Pac” hits another crotch chop. He then charges at Martin Cameron, nailing him repeatedly with a bronco buster.
Max: Hang on, I was convinced that move was outlawed in the WPW bylaws
Daniel: I’m going to have to check the official rule book, but anything goes in a last man standing match
Max: That is just sickening
“X-Pac” points around the crowd, wanting to hit the move a second time. He charges at the turnbuckle, but Martin Cameron slips out of the ring, leaving Killing Joke hung up on the bottom rope. Martin Cameron lifts up the apron, searching for a weapon underneath the ring. He settles on a table, which draws a huge response from the crowd.
Daniel: Martin Cameron is the first to bring out a weapon, and he brings out a crowd favorite
Max: They always seem to go nuts for those tables. I never get it, personally
Cameron slides the table into the ring, then follows it inside. “X-Pac” is ready, though, and sends a spinning heel kick to the face of Cameron. He grabs the table from the center, and starts to set it up in the middle of the ring.
Daniel: He has some evil intentions with that table
Max: Well, I don’t think he’s going to be able to do them, because we’ve got company
As soon as Killing Joke has the table set up, he turns around straight into a chair shot from Stallion, who has entered the ring. “X-Pac” goes down, the chair hitting him square in the face.
Daniel: It’s Stallion!
Max: Typical, throwing himself in the middle of matters that don’t concern himself
Daniel: I think this is Stallion’s way of letting Killing Joke he isn’t accepting that deal
Max: Well, here comes Martin Cameron to help even things out
Stallion turns into a spear from Martin Cameron. Cameron levels Stallion with a series of mounted punches, before getting off him. Cameron grabs Stallion, and lifts him off the ground. Stallion tries to fight back, but Cameron is able to drape him across the table.
Daniel: This doesn’t look good
Max: I think we’re going to see Stallion go through a table!
Cameron makes his way to the turnbuckle, climbing to the very top. He struggles to keep his balance, but has himself perched on the very top. He is about to dive onto Stallion, when Killing Joke springs to his feet. He grabs Cameron from the turnbuckle, and throws him from the top to across the ring. Cameron flies, and lands through the table that Stallion has had enough time to get off.
Daniel: He just threw Martin Cameron through a table!
Max: Maybe these two are working together?
Daniel: What is going on here?
“X-Pac” turns around, right into a second chair shot from Stallion. He tumbles to the mat, landing on top of Martin Cameron. Stallion takes this opportunity to leap on top of the turnbuckle, himself more familiar with top rope attacks.
Daniel: Where is Stallion going?
Max: I guess alliance is over
Stallion instantly jumps from the turnbuckle, hitting the Showdown on both Killing Joke and Martin Cameron. Stallion rolls out of the ring, signaling for the belt around his waist.
Daniel: The Stallion has just taken out both Killing Joke and Martin Cameron in this last man standing match
Max: Look like he wanted to get the last laugh
The Stallion keeps looking at the ring, as Killing Joke pulls himself up by the ropes. He is furious, his eyes turning red. The referee has his count up to nine, but he doesn’t seem to notice. Killing Joke is back to his feet, but he is too angry to notice. The referee counts to ten, and Martin Cameron is still motionless on the ground.
Mina: Here is your winner… …. “X-Pac!”
Daniel: Killing Joke wins the match, but I don’t think he cares
Max: Yeah, he’s not really smiling out there
Daniel: What’s going to happen next week, as Redemption draws near?
Killing Joke is seething at Stallion, as the end credits roll.
Credits:
WPW Preshow: Scorch
Triple Threat: Scorch
Sell Your Soul: HBK619
Main Event: HBK619
Segements: APostingGod, Legendaryken, AFS
This week’s Live was surprisingly interesting, given the lack of hype going into the show. We got a report in from Reid Flair, but it turns out it was just a plea for a female superhero. You know a heroin? For some reason he wanted a very tiny one, just a kilo, or maybe that was her name? Still he offered us a lot of money, then again it is hard to find tiny female super heroes.
So instead we got a report from Scott Steiner. He was only slightly less coherent this time. Still his words were not really fit for print.
We finally got a report in from ECW wrestler, DH Smith who was kind of enough to send along his thoughts about WPW Live.
Lance Burkehart vs Blake Baker
This match really surprised me, as Lance Burkehart actually made it to the ring. I heard he was going on hiatus, kind of like me for the past year or so. Turns out he opted to fulfill his obligation to be in this match. Though I can proudly say I got bigger reactions on last week’s ECW then he did on this week’s WPW Live. And no, I did not appear on ECW this week. Blake came out then, people liked this kid. I did too, he reminds me of my buddy TJ, Tyson now. Yes, I tried to trade in Blake for Randy, Cody, and Ted too. I had this guys named Randy, Cody and Ted I met at a frat party at FIU, but Carlos did not want to let them in the ring. Blake hit some fast paced moves in this. Lance fought back with some slower moves. He seemed to lack focus though, and made a few too many mistakes. In the end, Blake got the win with a small package…*Sniff* I miss my daddy…and a pinfall.
Jamie Parker vs James Moriarty Cassius
The next match was Jamie Parker taking on James Moriarty Cassius. Did I ever tell you guys about the time I did nothing on Smackdown once I got drafted over there? Yeah, well this match was kind of like that. It seems sometimes people get lazy and think they do not need to do a match, so they just write “no contest” or something lame like that. Just messing with you, these two had a good match up. JMC worked the leg of Parker, who utilized his smarts and fast feet to stay in this one. Jamie did come of as something of a little prick, something I have no idea about, I mean that test was faulty. The finish came when Parker and JMC spent too much time fighting on the outside and were counted out, but the fans were not disappointed. Though a concession table worker was, cause well Parker got sent through it with a Soliloqui. I hear the dude wants some time off, I recommend a year or so, really helped me recharge and learn to cultivate my inner selfish-jerk.
Main Event Scorch vs Chris Cage
The Main Event match saw Scorch take on Chris Cage in a little Sell Your Soul preview. Speaking of Souls, I will give you mine in exchange for a better spot, I will even sell out my best friend, hypothetically speaking of course. This was the match of the night, cause I said it was. Yeah, me, DH Smith, and I only speak truth, unless lying gets me a head. Speaking of a head, Tyson, about Natalya…sorry dude, eh. I mean I am not saying what did or did not happen, but if her kiss seemed salty… Any way Cage really seemed to step up his game here. He continued his new found tradition of not trying to show up his opponents. He did some moves of his own to remain credible, but was willing to take most of Scorch’s more well known maneuvers. He even made sure his kickouts did not generate too much excitement or seem overly impressive. This kid sure seems like he is The Future, and I see good things coming from Rene Dupree, Kenny Dykstra, and Rob Conway. The end of this match came when, I missed it, I was busy trying to get a spot reporting on TNT, sorry. Just messing with you, Scorch made him tap to his arm submission that needs a name, my I suggest the “I Tried To Stab My Friend In The Back, But It Backfired, But Lucky Me I Get To Go Back To Him Anyway, Unless I Blow It Again By Being Immature, Or Testing Positive Again”. Or maybe the “Ow, My Pride.” Yes, Scorch won, no, nobody else confirmed it, what are you going to do about it, keep me in developmental? No, I was only kidding. Come on guys, it was a joke. Yes I too am amazed I showed any charisma here, I had no idea it was there either.
Thursday Night Turmoil!
The Freebird
May 4th, 2009
Daniel Justice: Welcome to another fine edition of Thursday Night Turmoil!
Max Stockton: Actually I think it might be Monday Night Turmoil.
Daniel: Nope, we taped this on Thursday, but network obligations bumped us to a later air date. We did not make the fans sit here for days waiting.
Max: Yes, but come on, I was trying to make the company look bad.
Daniel: Why would you want to do that?
Max: So Alicia will sell it to me cheaply after Redemption III.
Daniel: Well we will see about that. Anyway we forgot to do this earlier when welcoming the fans. I am Daniel Justice and with me as usual is my broadcast colleague, Max Stockton.
Max: That is right, I am here to keep us on the ball tonight once again. We start off tonight with a fine looking blonde in section H, row seven seat forty-thre…
Daniel: Yes we have a big show for you tonight, but not the big show. He is busy this week. Tonight Xavier Ray battles his one time partner Mike Corral for the final spot in the Sell Your Soul match at Redemption III. Also in our main event the WPW Champion The Killing Joke takes on one of his challengers at Redemption in a Last Man Standing match! All this and much more. But we kick things off with a triple threat match between the very same Dan Murph, The One and one third of the WPW Championship match at Redemption III, The Stallion!
Max: This one should be a cliché about fire and farm buildings.
Daniel: Let us go to the ring now for the introductions.
Dan Murph vs. The One vs. The Stallion
“What a Shame” hits as the fans immediately rain down the boos and jeers on Dan Murph. The big man shows little emotion, channeling his inner Vladimir, not Kozlov, not not Konstantinov (is it too soon for a paralysis joke? Yes? Ok) well not like Dan can skate anyway, unlike Konstantin…oh right. Awkward. He shows little emotion like Guerrero shows in a wrestling ring. Which seeing as he plays baseball makes some sense. Anyway, he gets in the ring, taunts people, says he is strong, people dislike him.
Mina: The following is our opening contest and it is scheduled for one fall under triple threat rules. First making his way to the ring, from Carlos' back pocket, he weighs in at 287 lbs, Dan Murph!
As the lights go out, two sentences are uttered in complete darkness, well not really the company cannot afford to wait for the lights to go back on, plus you always get a-holes with their lights and cell phones and laser pointers, seriously who has those now?
Just how deep do you believe?
It depends on what the subject matter is, pretty deep in some things, not very much in others.
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
If it is totally necessary, like to stop it from choking us or something, or maybe by mistake, or even just sheer boredom, create some excitement with a stupid move. Wait is it feeding us or just feeding in general, things to ponder during this entrance.
The Lights, which are different from ‘the lights’ that were already mostly out, go out and one single white light, (is this Thee Light then?) shines from the rafters, it focuses on The One standing in the entrance. Suddenly the full version of "The hand that feeds" by Nine Inch Nails hits the speakers, though it was partly already playing, unless it was silent then, seems like a long silence if it was, and all the lights come back on, which we think includes the lights, The Lights, and Thee Light. He looks up to remember that his deceased wife Kayla is always with him, in a spiritual type sense, he is not doing a Weekend at Bernie’s gimmick, people. .
He begins his walk down the aisle towards the ring. He stares right at his opponent(s), that would be opponent, he may be big but Dan is only one person, and enters the ring and does The God Like, pause for effect, there we are, pose on the first turnbuckle he sees still looking at his rival(s), really he is just looking at Dan who is less a rival and more the opposition for the match, well one of them. He then walks towards the turnbuckle on the opposite side and looks towards the sky, and points up, and then hits his fist to his chest... for Kayla once again, or maybe to signal the vendor he wants a water during the match, nobody really knows for sure.
Mina: Next, making his way to the ring, from the Cassius bloodline, weighing into tonight at 234 lbs, The One!
"Take On Me" by Reel Big Fish hits the speakers. After the countdown of "One, two, one two three four!" The Stallion bursts from behind the curtain, begging the crowd to get to their feet. He draws the crowd into a frenzy, slapping hands all down the entrance ramp. He climbs the turnbuckle, and spins his wrists out in beat to the lyrics. He stands in the ring, looking very annoyed at the lack of effort put into making his entrance seem unique this week. Really, expected more then a simple cut and paste job. To support his cause, please review Live, and help ensure The Stallion does not have to endure another cut and paste entrance. You may not be able to prevent all forest fires, but you can prevent another cheap, lazy, cut and paste entrance, it just takes a little effort. In other words, expect more cut and paste entrances for The Stallion in the future.
Mina: And their opponent, making his way to the ring, ironically from many women's girlhood dreams, weighing in at 214 lbs, The Stallion!
Daniel: I am not sure whether those locations or weights were accurate.
Max: Who cares, the girl is obviously quick on her feet and aught to be applauded for that.
Daniel: Think we should have talked about each guy during their entrance.
Max: Probably, but did we? Seriously, I forgot.
The One and Stallion look over at one another, each seemingly trying to feel out the other. The tension in the crowd is noticeable, as they seem unsure on which man to root for. The sounds quickly turn to unmistakable cheers when both men decide to rush at the larger Dan Murph, simply charging at him and using their whole bodies as weapons. The impact sends Dan into the ropes as the two begin firing away with quick punches. Dan fights back with a right hand to The Stallion, knocking him away. He then kicks The One in the midsection, creating a bit more space, but only for a moment as Stallion hits a quick clothesline that only causes the big man to stagger.
Daniel: Smart move as the two smaller men go after the bigger man.
Max: Have you been watching them in the showers again?
Daniel: No, you know this place cannot afford to pay for showers.
The One then takes his turn to try and knock down Murph, hitting a running elbow strike, that again only staggers him. Dan smiles and starts to laugh but quickly finds himself tumbling through the ropes to the outside following a duel dropkick from The One and The Stallion. Dan gets up off the floor on the outside, a look of anger only briefly on his face before he sees The One launching himself over the ropes and tries to catch him, about half succeeding in his plan, but not enough to avoid being knocked down again. The Stallion looks down at the two men trying to get to their feet, then back at the ropes, causing the crowd to stir. He runs off the ropes but stops, or rather is stopped by a hard clothesline from Murph. Cover by the big man…
One…breaks it up.
Max: Well that was a clever play on words there.
Daniel: Where?
Max: Oh I forgot I cannot see everything written down…nevermind.
The One picks up Dan by the back of his head and fires away with some quick punches to the head. He then locks in a side headlock, before dropping him by spinning into a drop toe hold with the assistance of a dropkick to the back from The Stallion. With the big man down, Stallion and One engage in a quick verbal exchange to communicate their desire to briefly team up to keep Dan down and out. They then drop duel elbows, quickly roll back up and drop their legs onto Dan’s neck and chest. The two men then stomp away on Dan before nodding to eachother. They each lift up the big man and hold him up in a vertical suplex position, then turn to drop him over the top rope and out to the floor.
Max: Perhaps you can tell us that probably hurt.
Daniel: You know, I have feelings.
Max: They are perfectly natural everyone gets them around me. The important thing is not to let them drive you insane.
With Dan on the outside, The One turns and floors Stallion with a hard elbow to the jaw. He then waits for him to get up and hits an arm drag, holding onto the arm after. Stallion shows some pain on his face, but he quickly picks himself up, the arm still trapped by The One. The former WPW Champion lifts up Stallion and drive him down, his arm getting trapped between his own body and the mat. The split contender to the WPW Championship rolls over towards the edge. The One drops down to go for a cover…
Daniel: We should mention that The One is facing James Cassius at Redemption III in a Redemption I rematch.
Max: Yes it seems nice to try and push that feud a little, oh a count is coming here.
One…
Two…Stallion puts his foot on the rope to break the count.
Daniel: Ever since he learned he was a Cassius, The One has not been the same.
Max: You are telling me, and our fans, you have to think this revelation has taken both men off their game a bit.
On the outside, Dan remains down, not moving much. Back in the ring, The One picks up The Stallion and whips him against the ropes, he then dives straight out through the ropes taking out Murph with what amounts to a flying tackle, moments after the big man had gotten up. The Stallion lands a bit on his arm, having it be trapped under the body of the big man and the floor. The two pick themselves up and look to see The One on the top rope, then moonsaulting down onto the two of them. The former Champion gets up and encourages the crowd to get up and make noise, which many of them do.
Daniel: Now we will mention that Dan could cost Carlos his position as owner of WPW.
Max: Yes, unless he can beat Gunnar Brian at Redemption III, Carlos will be out of a job and Dan might find himself all alone, again. Hello Emo Dan Murph! Watch out Martin Cameron.
The One picks up Stallion and pushes him back into the ring, as the crowd start to chant for their preferred wrestler. Dan receives very minor vocal support as he again stays on the outside, this time, crouched near the barricade. The One whips Stallion into the corner and runs at him, missing a clothesline. He turns back as Stallion bounces off the ropes and hits a quick bulldog. He then follows that up with a neck breaker before heading to the second rope. He leaps up looking for a headscissors, but The One catches him in the powerbomb position. Before he can send The Stallion down, The One finds himself hit by a sunset flip…
One…
Daniel: The Stallion is looking to steal a win here.
Two…
Three…One turns it over…
Max: This is what a thief gets.
One…
Two…
Three…Stallion turns it right back…
Daniel: He gets another chance at it?
One…
Two…
Three…One turns it over again…
Max: Apparently so, this is starting to seem repetitive.
One…
Two…
Three… a loud crack is heard as Dan Murph break the count with a brutal kick to the back of the neck and head of The One, causing him to drop down in a daze.
Max: Have I mentioned how much I like Dan Murph?
Daniel: No.
Max: Just checking.
Daniel: Did you want to?
Max: Stallion faces The Killing Joke and Martin Cameron for the WPW Championship at Redemption.
Daniel: That answers that question.
Dan picks up The One and tosses him to the outside through the ropes. He then turns right into a superkick from The Stallion. The impact sends Dan back into the ropes, the big man rebounds off and turns The Stallion inside out with a brutal high velocity clothesline. The Stallion has no time to recover as Dan picks him up and hoists him up on his shoulders. He swings him for the Cyclone, but suddenly Stallion stops moving as The One has made it back on the apron and caught his legs. The Stallion is now in a front face lock, his ankles held by The One, suddenly The One leaps up and keeps his balance, springboarding off the ropes, somehow avoiding The Stallions legs but this time The One finds himself caught in a powerbomb position. As soon as Dan catches The One, he has to let go of The Stallion, but because his feet are still on the ropes, he falls down into The One’s body. The One wraps his arm around Stallions neck as he accidentally traps himself. Dan then shows his strength as he drives down The One with a sit down powerbomb. The force causes The Stallion to get spiked on the top of his head with a sort of inverted DDT.
Daniel: Wow. What a show of power from Dan Murph!
Max: I am confused.
Daniel: You just saw it happened.
Max: Sorry I was speaking for some of our readers, I mean viewers…
Daniel: All both of them?
Max: People actually paying attention, yes.
The crowd forgets they dislike Dan as they pop for the move. They then remember their feelings and start to boo as he dispatches The One from the ring, much in the manner he had done before. He then picks up The Stallion on his shoulders and takes him down with a Black Out. Instead of going for the pin, he picks up a near lifeless Stallion and locks him into The Black Death. Moments later the official calls for the bell to try and prevent further damage to what appears to be an unconscious Stallion.
Daniel: And this one is mercifully over for The Stallion. I think he may have a concussion after being dropped on his head.
Max: Yes, but what does this do for his momentum at Redemption. They forgot to protect the challenger! Think of the buyrates Daniel, won’t somebody please think of the buyrates!?!?
Daniel: Maybe. Anyway, what a big win for Dan Murph here tonight.
After his hand is raised, Dan walks out the ring and heads up the ramp. He stops when the crowd starts to cheer as he turns to see The Stallion starting to move, crawling towards the ropes. He begins to walk towards him, but The One gets in his way, rather then continue the fight, Dan shrugs them off and walks away. The crowd gets even louder as The Stallion pulls himself to his feet screaming for more. The excitement is short lived however, as collapses once he leaves the support of the ropes. James Cassius comes out from the back, eyeing his brother as he helps pull The Stallion out of the ring. He then yells for his brother to help carry Stallion up the ramp. The One seems to want no part of it, and exits the ring.
Daniel: What an amazing display of fortitude from The Stallion.
Max: It certainly takes a real man to need help to the back
Daniel: The fact the man even got back up at all is a testament to his guts and strength. Just have to hope he is not hurt too badly.
Max: And The One just sat there. Is he too good to help out now?
We return to TNT with The One sitting alone in the ring, sitting on a steel chair, very similar to the way JMC was a few weeks ago. The lights are dimmed and only one single light shines on The One.
Max: What’s this loser have to say, didn’t we already get done with him this week?
Daniel: Quiet, we haven’t heard The One talked in a few weeks now, I believe this would have to be about…
The One: I’ve lost, I’ve tasted defeat. It wouldn’t be the first time … and I can promise it won’t be the last. Yet, my heart screams one resounding thought… not to him.
I’ve won championships at Redemption, and I’ve lost loved one at Redemption. I very well may have made my career out of that one moment, that one show. Last year, as my soul was hollowed in pain by the loss of my love, in that ring… in that ring I found where I needed to be. I remembered why I fought for my children, and I knew who I had to be for my Rose.
That day I remembered who I was… I knew who I was
… Two years ago, before anyone feared The One, before anyone even believed in The One, I stood toe to toe with the unbeatable young Champion, the one who that when I was compared to… I always lost.
The Cassius, the hero… the perfect. No, this man was nothing like me, no scars, no attitude problems, and no questions… the golden champion, with the golden life. Always doing the right thing for the right people. He was the person that everyone wanted me to be, he was the person that they said I could not beat.
Say what you will about me, be it about my championship run, my constant retirements, or even my battles behind the stage that always gained so much attention… say whatever the hell you want, you cannot take that moment away from me. That one day, the flawed, the imperfect, the wrong… took the title from the perfect, the horrid beat the humble, the hated conquered the loved. For every scar, imperfection or short coming I have, that one moment I proved that my heart… no matter how useless to so many, was so much stronger that his. That even if I was flawed, I was still better than the perfect.
The One looks down for a moment, then raises his head to address the crowd once again.
Now, I stand here as a broken down old champion. Not good enough to be the best, but not bad enough to finally give it up. I sit here not as a challenger or an opponent… but as a brother. I sit here as a brother to him, by my birth right… I sit here as a Cassius.
But I do not accept that name, I do not admire it or want to be part of the prestige behind it. No, all I want to do is prove just how worthless it really is. I’ve been a “Cassius” for a month, that and that only. I’ve never won or loss because of the blood that flows through my veins… but by the heart this flawed mind can display. Redemption, I make one last stand in my career… I prove that the perfect family, the perfect life, the perfect man… doesn’t make the strongest. I prove that for everything you have had, I am better because I didn’t… I prove that I am the flawed, the imperfect, the wrong…
I am The One.
And for you my brother, for everything that makes you so perfect, for everything that makes you a Cassius…
I prove that I am not.
The single light goes out as the fans cheer.
Daniel: I think this match may be more personal than we once thought Max.
Max: You think?
Daniel: No matter what, Redemption is shaping up to be a amazing show.
Cut backstage to Carlos Gonzalez’ office. He is on the phone, a bead of sweat on his forehead.
Carlos: Yeah…………I know……….Look, I know we’ve signed a contract but it’s just that I’m having second thoughts. You know that stock in the company has dropped since the rumors started.
A heated voice is heard on the other side of the conversation but we can’t make out what is said. The camera shows WPW referee Todd Franklin seated at the other side of Carlos’ desk. Todd is silent, but leans forward in a worried manner.
Carlos: No, I don’t think it’s to do with the credit crunch. It’s just that the fans don’t want………that man……….anywhere near a WPW ring. You know what happened last time. We’ve got class…………we’ve got respect………..we’re the fastest growing sports entertainment show in the South East in the 3 am slot in the all-important 3 – 5 year old female demographic and they sure as hell don’t want washed out old WWE rejects.
Further unintelligible noise on the other side of the line.
Carlos: Yeah, something to do with insomniac kids. A Scorch promo puts them to sleep faster than any Seconal.
Carlos pauses as the shouting on the other side increases. He goes a bit pale.
Carlos: ……Well, perhaps we were a bit hasty. Fifty dollars didn’t seem too much to pay for someone with WWE experience but, to be honest, we thought we were getting the other guy…….the popular one……yeah……..but now we’re willing to pay you fifty dollars to tear up the contract…………………………………..a hundred…………………………………look, a thousand. It’s my final offer.
Carlos mouths a ‘shit!’ as it is turned down.
Carlos: OK. Well, here’s what we’re going to do. Since the contract stipulates a mandatory appearance in a WPW main event, and since you’re going to chop off my bollocks if I even think about tearing up the contract, but, given that I won’t have that piece of crap doing any wrestling, why don’t we have him as special referee.
Todd Franklin jolts forward in his chair, seeing his chance at a starring role in Redemption disappearing fast, but Carlos waves him down with a reassuring hand.
There is a long silence as the offer is considered. Eventually Carlos speaks.
Carlos (audible sigh of relief) : Great! That’s the deal then. We get a special guest referee and you get your fifty dollars plus the chance to offload the biggest liability in the wrestling business. I’ll not say it’s been a pleasure……….because it hasn’t. OK. Manana.
Carlos replaces the receiver and buries his head in his hands.
Carlos: Oh my God, what have I done.
Todd Franklin pats him on the head, then surreptitiously wipes the hair gel on the desk.
Cut back to Daniel and Max.
Daniel: Well, it’s been nice working here.
Sell Your Soul Qualifying Match
Xavier Ray vs. Mike Corral
Daniel: Well, we happen to have another piece of unfinished business here tonight
Max: Another? Don’t we get anything done around here?
Daniel: We have one final spot to fill for the Sell Your Soul match at Redemption, and what a way we’re going to see it filled. Xavier Ray will be taking on the returning Mike Corral
Max: We haven’t seen Mike Corral in a while, what a return it’s going to be
“Heart of a Champion” plays in the arena, and Xavier Ray appears from the back. He heads down to the ring completely focused, lifting off his hoodie for the crowd to see.
Mina: The following contest is a qualifying match for the Sell Your Soul match at Redemption! In the ring: From Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 235 pounds… Xavier Ray!
Daniel: This could be a big break for this young kid, stepping into the scene with so much on the line
Max: Yeah, but he doesn’t have an easy task to make it there. He’s gotta go through his former tag team partner
The lights fade to black in the arena. After a few seconds pause, the beginning notes of “Art and Life” begin to play. As the vocals begin, the lights come up, and Mike Corral is standing at the entrance ramp. He charges down to the ring, looking out at the crowd.
Mina: And introducing his opponent: From Mt. Shasta, California, weighing in at 235 pounds… Mike Corral!
Daniel: What a returning ovation for this young man
Max: We haven’t seen Mike Corral in a while, let’s see how much he still remembers
Daniel: It’ll be one fall to a finish. The winner gets entered into the Sell Your Soul match, with a shot at the WPW Championship on the line
Max: Both of these young guys are hungry to win it
The bell rings, and the match is underway. The two men circle each other, each trying to get a feel for the other. Xavier Ray pounces first, reaching for a tie-up in the center of the ring. Mike Corral quickly counters the tie, and grabs hold of the arm. Corral twists the arm around once, then wrenches down for a second time. Xavier quickly drops to his back, and then jumps back to his feet, reversing the arm wrench on Mike Corral.
Daniel: Quick offense by both men out there
Max: Xavier Ray seems to have learned a thing or two from his time teaming with Corral. Let’s see what else he knows
With the pressure applied to Mike Corral, Mike flips over to his back like Xavier did, and sweeps his leg in an effort to trip up Xavier Ray. Ray jumps over the kick, but Corral is ready on the rebound to trip up Xavier Ray, who falls to his back. Corral quickly jumps to his feet, and drops an elbow onto Ray. Ray leaps up to miss the move, and hits a leg drop of his own, which Corral also just narrowly misses. The two men quickly return to their feet, each realizing a stalemate.
Max: Looks like he didn’t teach him everything he knew
Daniel: These two men are at a stalemate, and neither one has any kind of advantage
Mike Corral lets out a quick smile, letting Xavier Ray know that he is proud of the moves. Ray only smirks, before circling around Mike Corral again.
Daniel: Mike Corral showing off a bit of that veteran influence on Xavier
Mike Corral and Xavier Ray go for another tie-up, but Xavier Ray sends a quick kick into the gut of Mike Corral. Corral bends down, and Xavier Ray instantly applies a front headlock to Corral. Mike struggles to break free, and is finally able to push Xavier off him. Xavier is pushed, and runs towards the ropes. Xavier bounces off, and runs into Mike Corral attempting a hip toss. Xavier Ray is able to block the move, flips around, and hits his own hip toss on Mike Corral.
Max: That ring rust is really hurting
Daniel: I wouldn’t say it’s so much ring rust, as it is these two guys having incredibly similar offensive styles
Both men are back on their feet, and Ray Irish whips Corral towards the turnbuckle. Corral is able to reverse, touching down on the mat for a bit of momentum. Xavier runs towards the turnbuckle, and holds onto the ropes to lift himself up. Mike Corral charges, but runs into the feet of Xavier Ray, who hits a hurricanrana, sending Mike Corral flying.
Daniel: Beautiful move by Xavier Ray there
Max: Mike Corral needs to get his head into the game here. He needs to be in it to win it
Mike Corral uses the ropes to help steady himself, but Xavier Ray is ready and waiting, hitting a dropkick that sends Mike Corral to the outside. Mike Corral staggers to his feet, and Xavier Ray slips to the outside. Xavier Ray runs around the ring, stepping up onto the steel steps and jumping towards Mike Corral. Corral counters, nailing Ray in the chest with a high dropkick. Xavier Ray crashes to the ground, and Mike Corral quickly jumps up onto the apron. Mike Corral leaps from the apron onto Xavier Ray, connecting with a legdrop across the throat.
Daniel: A hard leg drop by Mike Corral
Max: High risk offense, you gotta love it
Mike Corral is to his feet first, hitting Xavier Ray in the head with a quick kick, before lifting him up and tossing him back into the ring. Mike Corral climbs the steps onto the apron, seeing Xavier down on the ground. Mike Corral then hoists his body over the ropes, vaulting towards Ray. But Ray kips from the ground and hits a dropkick against the chest of Corral, sending him back down to the mat. Ray and Corral brawl slightly, but both men are tangled in the ropes.
Max: There really are similar
Daniel: Almost as if these two men have been scouting each other
Xavier Ray picks Mike Corral up off the mat, and presses him into the ropes. Ray whips Corral to the other side, who bounces off the ropes. Xavier Ray attacks with a flying forearm, nailing Corral in the head and making the cover.
One…
Two…
T… Kickout!
Mike Corral is quick to return to his feet, sending a sharp right hand in Xavier Ray’s direction. Ray ducks the hit, and Corral’s momentum sends his back towards Xavier, who hits a back body drop on Mike Corral. Xavier Ray makes another cover.
One…
Two…
Th… Kickout!
Daniel: Two quick pin attempts, but neither successful for Xavier Ray
Max: Mike Corral knows how to take a punch, it’s going to take a little bit more than that
Daniel: But you have to figure, eventually Mike Corral is going to run out of gas
Max: He hasn’t been in the ring in a long time, but I still thing he has a few big hits left in him
Xavier Ray helps Mike Corral back to his feet, and Irish whips him into the corner. Corral is able to counter, putting his hand on the mat again to gain more balance. Xavier Ray charges up the ropes, then dives at Mike Corral. But Corral has Xavier scouted, and steps out of the way to let Xavier Ray crash and burn. Mike Corral takes advantage and makes the cover.
One…
Two…
T… Kickout!
Max: Told ya
Daniel: Mike Corral just barely avoided the contact there, and we might be seeing a shift in momentum
Mike Corral picks Xavier up off the mat, and whips him into the opposite corner. Ray counters, whipping Corral instead. Mike Corral counters yet again, this time pulling Xavier Ray and draping him over his back. Mike Corral hits a summersault, dropping his shoulders into the chest of Xavier Ray. Corral is still on the move, hitting a standing shooting star press. Mike Corral gets up again, and ascends the turnbuckle. Corral measures up his opponent, and hits a diving elbow drop. Xavier Ray rolls out of the way, and Corral hits the mat below.
Daniel: The high risk does not pay off for Mike Corral
Max: And Xavier just barely got out of that one
Mike Corral has pain shooting up his back, as he lies on the mat in pain. Xavier Ray is on his knees, and sees the downed Corral. Xavier Ray instantly hops to his feet, and charges up the turnbuckle. Xavier Ray leaps as high as he can, connecting with the Air Ray. Xavier makes the cover.
One…
Two…
Three…
Mina: Here is your winner, and final qualifier for the Sell Your Soul match… Xavier Ray!
Daniel: That was a hell of an effort by Mike Corral in his return, but it’s Xavier Ray who is going to Redemption
Killing Joke walks along a backstage corridor, the WPW World Championship belt slung across his shoulder.
He rounds the corner and walks straight into The Stallion.
Daniel: Oh, this is embarrassing.
KJ and Stallion stare each other out for several seconds, nose to nose before KJ sways backwards a little and adjusts the belt on his shoulder, giving it a little polish.
Stallion’s expression doesn’t change so KJ pulls a photo out of his back pocket, gives it a little kiss and tucks it into the nameplate of the title belt. The photo shows Super Sexy Girl cradling little Amber.
Stallion looks down at the floor, hurt and angry, but instead of throwing a punch, finger flicks Killing Joke on his forehead where he still carries the bruise from Stallion’s latest chair shot.
KJ: Ow!
Stallion smirks. KJ rubs his head while keeping a close eye on Stallion’s next move. Stallion goes to finger flick him again but KJ puts up a hand and cowers a little.
KJ: OK! OK! I’ll give you that one……..Maybe it’s time that you and I had a little…….talk.
Stallion considers this for a few seconds.
Stallion: OK. I’m listening.
KJ: Well………..It seems to me that this three way at Redemption is becoming a little unbalanced.
It was the force of good……….that’s you……..versus the force of evil……..that’s me………versus the face of………..well, who knows what the hell Camerashy represents. But it seems to me that you and I now have more than a little in common……
KJ’s fingers stray towards the photograph but he snatches them away again when the fire returns to Stallion’s eyes.
KJ: I mean, of course, that your …….attitude…..is more attuned to mine.
You want this belt – you want the glory……and you’ll do just about anything to get it. The Brawl for it All showed just how well you and I work in the ring together. Between us, we created a little magic in there. I don’t mean a David Copperfield smoke and mirrors magic, I mean a David Blaine, real supernatural powers magic.
We set a benchmark – a benchmark that Martin Camerashy cannot hope to equal, never mind better.
Stallion nods: Yeah, I gotta say that you pulled the best outta me that night.
KJ: So, I’m thinking………..how do we put on a show like that again? How do we give the fans what they want? Not that I give a donkey crap for these retards – but they do buy the T-shirts, put the money in our pockets, fellate our flaccid phalli.
Stallion: We team up to eliminate Cameron.
KJ: You got it! (Claps Stallion on the shoulder until a black look indicates that he should withdraw)
That’s right. We get rid of the calamitous Caledonian then fight it out between ourselves for the big one. What do you say? Let’s do it for the fans. Let’s do it for the wrestling. But most of all, let’s do it for us.
Stallion rubs his chin thoughtfully, then offers a hand in conciliation.
Stallion: OK, you gotta deal.
KJ: Great! You won’t regret this. I’ll get my people to call your people and we’ll work something out. CU next Tuesday!
Stallion: Yeah……whatever……Champ.
They carry on in opposite directions but the two camera crews pick up each man mutter
‘Sucker’
Under their breaths as they walk away.
Daniel: Well, there you have it……or do you? Will Stallion and Killing Joke work together to eliminate Martin Cameron for the triple threat title match?
Max: That’s as likely as a Mexican pig passing its annual physical exam this week, Daniel.
Daniel: As topical as ever, Max. Let’s look at what’s next.
*The words "Flawless Victory" echo through the arena, followed by the thundering solo of Submersed's "The Rescue." Gold lights flash across the ring, revealing a lavish set up. Contained in the ring are two leather couches, a miniature bar held down by a sharply dressed middle-aged man, and a golden throw rug with streamers of similar color dangled over the ring ropes.*
Daniel: Its time now to hear from the champions.
Max: Which title?
Daniel: Um...all of them? Well besides the world title.
Max: Wow.
Daniel: I am sure they will tell us about it several times.
*From out of the curtain step Sal Karver and Van Risen, each donning a dark suit and sunglasses, and each also gripping WPW gold on their shoulders. They begin their approach down the ramp to a mixed reaction from the crowd.*
Mina - Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, your WPW Tag Team Champions, Canadian Champion, and Florida State Champion, Sal Karver and Van Risen....Flawless LLC!
*The two smirk at each other as their accolades are announced. Upon approaching the ring, they each remove their shoes on a decorative gold floormat, and step through the ring ropes. A little boy scitters out from under the ring in a tiny suit of his own to snatch the shoes and begins to shine them. Risen and Karver meanwhile each remove their titles and place them on wooden racks in the corner of the ring, before grabbing microphones and taking a seat on their respective couches.*
Daniel: How...Exuberant of them?
Max: This must have cost more then my house!
Daniel: Is that real gold?
Max: Quite! They are about to speak.
Risen: Good evening fans and detractors. The gentlemen sitting on the couch across from me is one Mr. Sal Karver, your Florida State Champion. I myself am Van Risen, your Canadia Champion. And we are Flawless LLC. Your WPW Tag Team Champions.
Karver: The reason for our little party here tonight....Well, it's really just to give everyone a visual. To show all of the fans just how much power this team holds, and to show everyone in that locker room just what they are up against every single week.
Risen: Since the two of us combined are holding 3/4ths of the titles in this company, you cant even imagine the pressure we are under, to perform each and every week to our very best.
Karver: The thing is though, pressure means nothing to either of us, unlike anyone else here. We're so good, so flawless, that we rise above that pressure every single time. You think I wasn't under pressure to beat Gunnar Brian for this title last week? Or that my good partner here, wasn't under pressure to top the long-reigning Jason Silver? Of course we were, but we're better than that, and that's why we have these belts now.
Risen: And now here we sit. Not only covered in most of WPW's finest gold and leather accessories, but, also the two top ranked superstars in WPW for 2009!
Karver: It seemed only fitting that we create a persona which matched this ability to surpass the odds time and again. Van and I brainstormed for hours on end trying to craft our new identity, to establish a name for this partnership. Then it came in a flash, there was only one word to describe what we have here, something that no other man or team can lay claim to. That is why we are Flawless.
Risen: All of you can try to belittle us and our name. Clearly we have lost and will likely lose again some day. How could we be Flawless then? Well it just so happens that even when we lose, we still come out looking better then the person who beat one of us. Everyone will know that it was THEY that had to have the best day of thier life, the greatest version of themself was in the ring that day when they got the pin. While even on an off day we can put gold on our shoulders.
Karver: This is the message we are sending you WPW. To everyone in that locker room who isn't intimidated by all this gold, and to everyone who thinks they can stand agains Flawless LLC, we are telling you to think again. You can try your damndest to beat us like Gunnar Brian or Jason Silver, you can do whatever you can to make yourself look better than us. You will only fail, just like those two before you, and so many others.
Risen: Dont take this as some lame threat to keep you from trying though. We love the competition. We love beating all of you. We love having reasons to wear our brand new, custom made, Tag Team Title Watches.
*Risen and Sal roll up a sleeve each and show off the matching Title shaped watches.*
Risen:We love getting streamers, made of actual gold, strewn about the ring. We love being asked to come out here and sit on couches and talk about us. We love to beat you. We love to win.
Karver: Of course, of course. Bring on the matches and the competition, what else is this business about? Just know that there is no success against this team, and all you'll be doing is paving the way for more festive parties like this, which cost a pretty penny believe it or not.
Risen: All of our ego aside though. No wait, the ego stays. Being justified and all. Lets talk about what might be next to Flawless LLC though. Will one of us go after that messy world title scene? Do we think we can keep ahold of all these titles, with our attention so spread out and our egos so big? I cant really give a for sure answer to those questions...except this. Watch and see.
Karver: In the meantime, enjoy the ride with us. We plan to make a good time out of this title spree, and make it a very successful one. Feel free to buy your stock in Flawless LLC today, because this company isn't going anywhere.
Risen: Id love to stay and talk about myself some more. However we do have our own after-party to get to. Late isnt fashionable anymore.
Karver: However, feel free to take advantage of the Flawless LLC bar which will be setting up in the back. Only $100 a drink. Plus tips of course.
Risen: Someone has to pay the shoe shine boy people
*"Flawless Victory" leads into "The Rescue" By Submersed comes over the speakers again as the crowd starts throwing a smattering of boos and cheers again. Flawless LLC gets up from the couches and heads back out of the ring, after making a stop for titles. Picking up thier shoes from the shoeshine boy, who holds his hand out, and gets ignored as they head back up the ramp with two titles over each shoulder.*
Daniel: Those two men might be the most egotistical people in the history of this business.
Max: But those egos are well deserved Daniel! Tag Team Champions AND holding a singles title each!? How can you not love them?
Daniel: We will see how long that lasts Max.
Last Man Standing Match
Killing Joke (c) vs. Martin Cameron
Daniel: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for our main event
Max: And what a special doozy we have for you all. A TNT first!
Daniel: WPW Champion Killing Joke takes on the Brawl for it All Winner Martin Cameron in a Last Man Standing match
Max: This is going to be bloody. This is going to be epic. This is going to knock all of your socks off. There is no way this match is going to disappoint after all the hype I’m giving it
Mina: The following contest is the Last Man Standing Match! There will be no pinfalls, submissions, or disqualifications. The only way to win is to defeat your opponent until they can no longer stand up after the count of ten.
“Broken Boy Soldiers” plays in the arena, and Martin Cameron makes his way down to the ring. He is dressed in street clothes, and the crowd is cheering him on.
Mina: Introducing first: Now residing in Vancouver, Canada, weighing in at 215 pounds… Martin Cameron!
Daniel: Martin Cameron looks ready for a fight here tonight
Max: Well, we’re getting to see what the main event of Redemption was supposed to be, before Stallion went ahead and decided to throw himself in the mix
Daniel: Nonetheless, Martin Cameron sees this as his chance to prove himself as a contender for the WPW Championship
Max: Let’s just wait and see how he does against the champion
“Black Sabbath” plays, and Cameron instantly looks towards the ramp for his opponent. But Killing Joke is nowhere to be seen. Cameron searches all around him, anticipating a sneak attack. Eventually, the music fades, and Cameron is alone in the ring.
Max: What happened? Did the champ get scared away?
Daniel: Killing Joke is a master of mind games, I’m sure he hasn’t been scared off
Martin Cameron keeps himself warmed up, looking all around the ring for Killing Joke to appear. As soon as Martin Cameron looks away from the ramp, a new song begins to play in the arena.
”Are You Ready?”
Max: What the hell is this?
Daniel: You don’t think?
Max: Oh dear god, I hope not
”X-PAC!”
As the lyrics continue, Killing Joke appears from the back. He is wearing a greasy wig, with a red bandana. His singlet has a giant “X” around the crotch, and he crotch-chops his way down to the ring.
Max: Is that X-Pac?
Daniel: It can’t be
Max: I think it is
Daniel: What in the world is Killing Joke doing?
“X-Pac” climbs up the turnbuckle, and delivers another crotch chop to the audience. He hops down from the turnbuckle, and is floored instantly by a clothesline from Martin Cameron.
Daniel: Cameron doesn’t look like he wants to play any games out here tonight
Max: I’m guessing his opponent will be in charge of that, then
“X-Pac” returns to his feet, sticking his tongue out at Martin Cameron. Cameron charges for another clothesline, but the X man ducks. Cameron bounces off the ropes, and runs back at “X-Pac”. Pac jumps over Cameron, lifting his legs in the splits as he does. Cameron bounces off the ropes again, but is once again hopped over by “X-Pac”. Cameron stops himself at the ropes, just as “X-Pac” jumps in the air again. Once he lands, Cameron floors him with a clothesline.
Daniel: Hard shot by Martin Cameron there
Max: It seems like our friend spent too much time showing off how many splits he can do
Martin Cameron helps “X-Pac” back to his feet, who nails Cameron with a low blow for his troubles. Cameron drops down to both knees, and is dragged to the turnbuckle by the X man. Cameron sits in the bottom turnbuckle, and “X-Pac” hits another crotch chop. He then charges at Martin Cameron, nailing him repeatedly with a bronco buster.
Max: Hang on, I was convinced that move was outlawed in the WPW bylaws
Daniel: I’m going to have to check the official rule book, but anything goes in a last man standing match
Max: That is just sickening
“X-Pac” points around the crowd, wanting to hit the move a second time. He charges at the turnbuckle, but Martin Cameron slips out of the ring, leaving Killing Joke hung up on the bottom rope. Martin Cameron lifts up the apron, searching for a weapon underneath the ring. He settles on a table, which draws a huge response from the crowd.
Daniel: Martin Cameron is the first to bring out a weapon, and he brings out a crowd favorite
Max: They always seem to go nuts for those tables. I never get it, personally
Cameron slides the table into the ring, then follows it inside. “X-Pac” is ready, though, and sends a spinning heel kick to the face of Cameron. He grabs the table from the center, and starts to set it up in the middle of the ring.
Daniel: He has some evil intentions with that table
Max: Well, I don’t think he’s going to be able to do them, because we’ve got company
As soon as Killing Joke has the table set up, he turns around straight into a chair shot from Stallion, who has entered the ring. “X-Pac” goes down, the chair hitting him square in the face.
Daniel: It’s Stallion!
Max: Typical, throwing himself in the middle of matters that don’t concern himself
Daniel: I think this is Stallion’s way of letting Killing Joke he isn’t accepting that deal
Max: Well, here comes Martin Cameron to help even things out
Stallion turns into a spear from Martin Cameron. Cameron levels Stallion with a series of mounted punches, before getting off him. Cameron grabs Stallion, and lifts him off the ground. Stallion tries to fight back, but Cameron is able to drape him across the table.
Daniel: This doesn’t look good
Max: I think we’re going to see Stallion go through a table!
Cameron makes his way to the turnbuckle, climbing to the very top. He struggles to keep his balance, but has himself perched on the very top. He is about to dive onto Stallion, when Killing Joke springs to his feet. He grabs Cameron from the turnbuckle, and throws him from the top to across the ring. Cameron flies, and lands through the table that Stallion has had enough time to get off.
Daniel: He just threw Martin Cameron through a table!
Max: Maybe these two are working together?
Daniel: What is going on here?
“X-Pac” turns around, right into a second chair shot from Stallion. He tumbles to the mat, landing on top of Martin Cameron. Stallion takes this opportunity to leap on top of the turnbuckle, himself more familiar with top rope attacks.
Daniel: Where is Stallion going?
Max: I guess alliance is over
Stallion instantly jumps from the turnbuckle, hitting the Showdown on both Killing Joke and Martin Cameron. Stallion rolls out of the ring, signaling for the belt around his waist.
Daniel: The Stallion has just taken out both Killing Joke and Martin Cameron in this last man standing match
Max: Look like he wanted to get the last laugh
The Stallion keeps looking at the ring, as Killing Joke pulls himself up by the ropes. He is furious, his eyes turning red. The referee has his count up to nine, but he doesn’t seem to notice. Killing Joke is back to his feet, but he is too angry to notice. The referee counts to ten, and Martin Cameron is still motionless on the ground.
Mina: Here is your winner… …. “X-Pac!”
Daniel: Killing Joke wins the match, but I don’t think he cares
Max: Yeah, he’s not really smiling out there
Daniel: What’s going to happen next week, as Redemption draws near?
Killing Joke is seething at Stallion, as the end credits roll.
Credits:
WPW Preshow: Scorch
Triple Threat: Scorch
Sell Your Soul: HBK619
Main Event: HBK619
Segements: APostingGod, Legendaryken, AFS