The Judge
08-16-2006, 12:35 AM
TNT opens up with a shot of JMC walking through the parking lot, the WPW Heavyweight title on his shoulder. Sophie walks next to him as the champ's smile can't help but be released.
Daniel: There he is, the WPW Heavyweight Champion, James Moriarty Cassius.
Max: You mean One Hit Wonder?
Daniel: One hit wonder?
Max: You heard me. What he did at Activation he'll never be able to do again. Sophie helped him win that belt, Brock got screwed.
Daniel: So I guess it's ok that Brock was cheating the whole match then, right?
Max: Whatever Daniel.
JMC nears the door that leads to the race track when suddenly it flies open, and a dark image fills the doorway... With a single spot of gold...
James: What do you want...?
The Shadow silently stalks over toward JMC, then smiles and pats the belt JMC holds over his shoulder.
Shadow: Just came to say... Congradulations...
James: Right...
JMC and Sophie begin to walk away when Shadow interjects.
Shadow: No really... It's good to know we have an easily beatable man as champion.
JMC stops and stares forward for a moment, then slowly continues walking. Sophie looks up at him worried.
Shadow: Truth hurts doesn't it? Enjoy that title while it lasts, it's only a matter of time before your pretty little sister won't be there to save your ass.
JMC stops in his tracks again, then suddenly turns around and uses his title to clock The Shadow between the eyes with laying him out. Sophie puts her hands over her mouth and JMC moves quickly back to her.
James: Come on, lets go!
JMC and Sophie hurry off as The Shadow simply sits up and smiles under his mask.
The theme music for TNT plays and the fireworks go off throughout the arena.
Daniel: Welcome everyone to TNT. I'm Daniel Justice, and beside me is Max Stockton and tonight we have a blockbuster main event, at of all places, a race track!
Max: That's right, The One and Dust will battle it out to see who's worthy of becoming number one contender!
Daniel: And Brock Goodman has been banned from the arena after how he abused JMC after he won his title. More on that later, but right now our first match is about to begin!
Singles Match
The Stallion vs. Johnny Saxton
Mina Henderson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. First making his way to the ring. From Dallas Texas. The Stallion!/color]
The doors from the race track burst open as The Stallion comes dashing out to the theme of "Take on me".
And his opponent from New York City New York. Johnny Saxton!
Saxton comes to the ring and gets in the face of Stallion. Stallion and Saxton are nose to nose until Saxton slaps Stallion across the face. Stallion just stands there at first and then out of nowhere hits a spinning heel kick on Saxton sending him to the mat.
Justice: Wow I did not see that coming Max.
Stockton. That’s for dam sure. He came out of nowhere with that kick to the head. I bet Saxton doesn’t try that again.
Stallion picks Saxton up to his feet and sends him to the ropes and hits a clothesline. Cover by Stallion but a kickout by Saxton. Stallion gets back to his feet and starts to stomp all over Saxton. Saxton manages to roll out of the ring and to the ground. Fans at ringside get all over Saxton. Stallion picks Saxton up and sends him into the side of the ring. Saxton screams out in pain. Stallion hits a knife edge chop on Saxton. Followed by 3 more knife edge chops.
Stockton: Wow 4 knife edge chops. Look at Saxton’s chest. That thing is red as a beet.
Justice: Red as a what?
Stockton: A beet.. You know.. The fruit.. a beet.
Justice: I have no idea what the hell you are talking about. Do you?
Stockton: Well of course I do. His chest is really red from all those chops.
Justice: Well in any event Stallion really taking it to Saxton here in the early going of this match.
Stockton: Well Saxton was pretty cocky when he first got in the ring with that slap to the face of Stallion and its been all Stallion every since then.
Stallion rolls Saxton back into the ring. Stallion picks Saxton to his feet and delivers a big scoop slam. Cover by Stallion but a kickout after two by Saxton. Stallion gets to his fet and climbs to the top rope. Saxton goes over and sends Stallion flying across the ring and to the mat. Saxton starts to stomp away on Stallion while Stallion is down. He gets Stallion back to his feet and sends him to the ropes and hit s running knee to the face knocking Stallion back to the mat. Saxton goes to the second rope and hits a leg drop from the second rope. Cover by Saxton but Stallion kicks out after one.
Justice: WOW Max the tide has really turned in this match. Its now Johnny Saxton in charge of the match.
Stockton: Yeah but how long will that last.
Justice: Well if Saxton doesn’t let his cockyness get in the way he will do alright. But we will have to wait and see about that because I don’t think Saxton can handle keeping his ego out of this match.
Saxton sends Stallion to the ropes and hits a dropkick on Stallion sending Stallion back over the top rope and to the outside. Saxton follows him to the outside and slams Stallions head into the ring post busting Stallion wide open. The ref yells for Saxton to get it back in the ring but Saxton ignores the referee’s orders. Saxton instead delivers a Suplex on Stallion on the outside of the ring on the ground. Stallion grabs his back and screams out in pain. Saxton just laughs as he rolls Stallion back into the ring. Cover by Saxton..
One..
Two….
Thr….Kickout after two by Stallion.
Stockton: Wow Danny that was almost a 3 count there by Saxton. He has busted Stallion wide open.
Justice: My name is not Danny, and yes Stallion is not looking too good at this point. Saxton has really taken control over in this match.
Stockton: We may need to get medical attention out here for Stallion. He is bleeding pretty good right now.
Justice: Well I guess if he passes out then we will know he needs help.. Just enjoy the damn match Max.
Stockton: Well I am watching the match Danny but Im just a little concerned about The Stallion. What is Saxton doing now?
Saxton picks Stallion up to his feet and locks in a sleeper hold. The referee quickly goes over to Stallion and asks is he submits. Stallion says no as Saxton locks on the sleeper hold even tighter. Stallion starts to fade. The crowd gets behind Stallion but he still continues to fade. Stallion falls down to one knee. Then goes down to the other knee. Saxton doesn’t let up on the sleeper hold as Stallion hits the mat hard. The ref goes over to Stallion and raises his arm which is covered in blood. It falls to the mat The Ref yells out
ONE!
He picks up Stallion’s arm once more and again it slams to the mat.
TWO!
The ref picks up Stallions arm a third time and this time it falls halfway and stops mid air. The crowd goes nuts and Saxton has a worried look on his face. Stallion starts to get to his feet. He gets to his knees and hits an elbow to the mid section of Saxton. Stallion then gets to his feet and hits three more Elbows to the mid section of Saxton. Stallion send Saxton to the ropes and hits a big boot. Saxton hits the ground and so does Stallion.
Stockton: Oh no. Stallion has passed out.
Justice: No I don’t think he has passed out. I think he is just exhausted from all the blood he has lost.
Stockton: Well I think somebody should come out here and check on him.
Justice: Look Saxton is going over to check on him. Ha oh now wait he is going over there to kick his ass..
Stockton: What the hell is wrong with you. Don’t you have a heart?
Justice: Stallion was able to mount a very small offense but now its all Saxton in this one.
Saxton starts to stomp on Stallion as Stallion lays in the ring motionless. Saxton picks Stallion up and puts him on his shoulder and walks over to the corner.
Stockton: No Way. Could this be the Saxton Slam?
Justice: I don’t know but if he connects with this then its gonna be over for the Stallion.
Saxton runs towards the other Corner and hits the Saxton Slam on Stllion. But in the process he nails the referee in the head with Stallions boot. Saxton doesn’t see this and makes the cover on Stallion.
Stockton: There is no referee!!!
Justice: We need another referee down here to make the count dammit. Saxton has this thing won and there is no referee to make the count.
Stockton: Well that’s what he gets for busting the Stallion wide open and blatantly dis obeying the referee..
Justice: Well who cares about that. He has the match won fair and square.
Saxton realizes there is no ref to make the count so he goes over and tries to wake the ref up but the referee is out cold. Saxton then goes over to Stallion and locks in the Ankle lock. Stallion starts screaming in pain and reaching for the ropes. Saxton pulls Stallion to the center of the ring. Stallion has no choice but to tap out. Stallion starts hitting the mat like a mad man but there is no ref to call for the bell. Saxton drops the hold and goes over to the ref who is barely getting to his feet. Saxton grabs the ref and hits the Pink Slip.
Stockton: What the hell was that all about!?!?
Justice: Well I have no idea why Saxton did that. Now there still isn’t a ref to make the count.
Stockton: See what I mean. Blatant disrespect for authority.
Justice: Well we need to get another referee down here pretty quick.
Stockton: Why so Saxton can just knock him back out! This is complete bullshit!
Saxton is frustrated and goes over to Stallion who has somehow managed to get to his feet. Stallion hits Saxton with a hard right hand. Saxton fires back with a right hand of his own. Both men exchange rights and lefts until finally Stallion drops to one knee and hits a low blow on Saxton.
Justice: Now how do you excuse that crap. That was a blatant low blow by Stallion.
Stockton: With all the crap Saxton has pulled I would say Stallion deserved to be able to get away with that. Whats good for the goose is good for the gander.
Justice: Whatever.. Your just a hypocrite!
Stockton: No Im just saying if Saxton can cheat why cant Stallion.
Stallion gets to his feet and hits a Neck breaker on Saxton. Cover by Stallion but we still don’t have a referee to make the count. Stallion picks Saxton to his feet and sets him up for the Razor’s Edge. Stallion hits the Razor’s Edge on Saxton. Cover by Stallion. A new Referee finally runs down to the ring….
One..
Two…
Thr…Saxton kicks out somehow.
Stallion gets to his feet still bleeding and barley able to stand. He turns Saxton over on his stomach.
Stockton: Did you see that Danny.. He just tunred Saxton over on his stomach. That could only mean one thing. The Showdown?
Justice: That’s what it looks like. But I don’t think he has enough left in him to pull the move off.
Stockton: Well it looks like we are fixing to find out aren’t we?
Stallion climbs to the top rope slowly. He turns towards the crowd. Kisses his necklace and hits the Showdown. Stallion acts as if this move took a lot out of him. He slowly crawls over to Saxton and puts his arm over his chest.
One..
Two…
Three….
Mina Henderson: Here is your winner. The Stallion!
Stallion tries to get to his feet but falls back down to the mat and passes out. Referees and trainers run to the ring and help him to his feet.
Justice: Well I cannot believe that the Stallion pulled it off but he did.
Stockton: Well he pulled it off but at what cost. Stallion has passed out from the loss of blood. And god only knows how much blood he accually did lose.
Justice: Well I must say both men put on one hell of a match.
Right before TNT goes to commercial James and Sophie are seen sitting in the bleachers talking and watching a car go around the race track before they get up to get a soda.
TNT returnas from commercial and The One is seen in his locker room putting on his elbow pads. A voice is heard from behind the camera man speaking to him, as if they were already in conversation before the show returned.
The Voice: You really don't expect to become number one contender under those odds do you?
The One: I don't need odds in my favor, and I damn sure don't need any allies out there.
The Voice: But it couldn't hurt-
The One: No! I do this alone, and when I win the title, I do that alone too!
The Voice: Hey, it's your funeral, you should just be aware, rumor has it Carlos Gonzalez plans on being ringside for your match tonight, to, along with Boris and the rest of the world, ensure Skittles is watching the "right man win".
The One snaps on the elbow pad, and then looks to where the voice is ocming from behind the camera.
The One: We'll see about that...
[COLOR=MediumTurquoise]Singles Match
Justin Dreamer vs. Airborn
Mina Henderson: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall!
"Your Religion" by Chosen hits as Airborn walks out of the doors in a black open zipped hoodie. He starts to walk to the ring when Justin Dreamer comes out of nowhere and blindsides him with a forearm to the back of the head.
Daniel: What a cowardly shot by Justin Dreamer, attacking Airborn before the match.
Max: Airborn should've been prepared Daniel. After all, Dreamer is Hardore!
Airborn stumbles and lands on the guardrail as Dreamer catches him with a vicious spear. Dreamer goes to press the advantage, and rams Airborn back-first into the steel barricade. Airborn cringes, but pops back with a burst of energy, nailing a few chops on Dreamer before sending him into the steel steps. Dreamer tries to get to his feet, but Airborn whips him towards the steel barricade...but Dreamer overleaps it in one jump. Airborn charges him, but Dreamer turns around, and delivers a STIFF enziguri from behind the barricade, causing Airborn to drop.
Daniel: Good lord, what a brutal shot.
Max: I tell you what, a few more of those and this match is over.
Dreamer looks like he wants to hit a big move, and leaps up to springboard off the steel barricade, but Airborn gets it together and throws his weight into the barricade, causing Dreamer to stumble, and fall, faceplanting onto the concrete.
Daniel: And Dreamer is down!
Max: Did you figure that all by yourself Daniel.
Daniel: It was obvious Maxx. He fell right down.
Max: So why say it then?!
Daniel: Nevermind.
Dreamer is conscious but in immense pain, as Airborn slowly recovers and gets to his feet, obviously also in pain as he throws Dreamer into the ring to start the match.
Daniel: And this match is underway!
Max: It has been for the past 5 minutes, it just wasn't legal.
Airborn takes control of the match, and goes to work on Dreamer. Airborn begins an aggressive assault on Dreamer's ribs, hitting knees, elbow strikes, and more. Airborn looks arrogantly towards the crowd, and whips Dreamer HARD into the turnbuckles, hard enough to cause Airborn to fall himself, as Dreamer crashes into the turnbuckles ribs-first, dropping like a ton of bricks.
Daniel: And a vicious onslaught by Airborn!
Max: I tell ya, Dreamer needs to get on the offensive quick, or this one is over.
Airborn continues to press the advantage, throwing Dreamer to the outside, grabbing him, and ramming him into any object he can find. Back in the ring, the assault continues, and any attempt by Dreamer to stop him is met by a strike to the ribs.
Max: Not letting him get any advantage, that's how it's done.
Daniel: It's despicable Maxx, just like you are.
Airborn whips Dreamer into the corner, and charges him for a leaping double knee, but Dreamer ducks, causing Airborn to crash, flip over, and land on the outside ring apron. Dreamer climbs the turnbuckles, and picks Airborn up with him. Dreamer seems to be setting up for a hurricanrana or something, but grabs his ribs as he stretches to much. The delay is enough time to let Airborn recover, and he hefts Dreamer up into a Death Valley Driver position.
Daniel: It might be over here!
Max: If it does, Dreamer should book a permanent room at the local hospital right now!
Airborn leaps off the top rope, let's Dreamer go, and forces him to land stomache-first onto his knee in a top rope gutbuster. The crowd gets to it's feet in shock as Dreamer rolls to other corner, looking like he's desperately trying to get in air, as even a bruised rib makes breathing difficult.
Daniel: He might have a busted rib Maxx.
Max: Which could have been avoided if he hadn't tried to do some stupid manuever off of a steel guardrail.
Daniel: For once, I agree with you.
Dreamer tries to get up, but Airborn runs up and nails a REALLY stiff kick to the ribs, causing Dreamer to grab onto the ropes, holding his ribs in pain.
Daniel: This is getting really ugly Maxx.
Max: This is ugly, as in, your momma ugly!
Daniel: Shut up and concentrate on the match.
Airborn wants to torture Dreamer some more, and slaps on a bearhug, crushing the ribs. It gets a little more sick after that...Airborn drops his arms a bit, and walks forward, causing Dreamer to have to lean back, the top of his head making contact with the mat as Airborn holds him around the waist, Dreamer's legs wrapped around his.
Max: He might tap here Daniel!
Daniel: He has to be in immense pain.
Airborn begins to walk forward, and Dreamer is left in agony as the ultimate bearhug does its work on his ribs. The crowd starts to clap, stomp, whatever they can to rally him. Dreamer eventually, starts to fight, uses momentum to swing himself up, and grabs Airborn by the hair, pulling himself back upright. Airborn yells out in pain, but charges towards the turnbuckles, causing Dreamer to crash again.
Daniel: Dammit, Dreamer was almost out of that hold.
Max: The key word, Daniel, is almost.
Airborn picks Dreamer back up, but Dreamer recovers a little, and delivers some forearm shots and chops. He tosses Airborn into the ropes, but Airborn ducks a big boot attempt; on the way back, though, he fails to avoid the picture perfect standing dropkick, although Dreamer has to grab his ribs again, since that required extension. Dreamer tries to continue and hit a back drop on Airborn, but it's immediately apparent his ribs are too hurt for him to hit it. He quickly shifts gears, and opts to grab Airborn in STO position, but instead drop him down into a backbreaker, back up, and then down into a gutbuster, all in a smooth motion.
Daniel: What amazing offense from Dreamer!
Max: Luck Daniel, LUCK!!
Dreamer picks Airborn up, but out of nowhere Airborn plants him with a side suplex. Airborn leaps to the top rope, and prepares to hit the 360 Leg Drop, but Dreamer rolls out of the way, causing Airborn to crash hard.
Daniel: Airborn missed the 360 Leg Drop!
Max: Damn Dreamer, he shouldn't have moved.
Daniel: What did you want to happen, Dreamer to lose?
Max: Yes!!
Dreamer and Airborn get back to their feet as they start to trade shots. Airborn goes for a clothesline, but Dreamer ducks and hits Airborn with the Extreme Drop as he turns around. Myles goes for the cover, and the ref starts to count
1....
2....
3....Kick out.
Maxx: Thank the good Lord Almighty!!
Daniel: God you have to shut up.
Airborn and Dreamer are up and two start exchanging blows again, forearm shot for forearm shot, chop for chop, stiff kick to the thigh for stiff kick to the thigh. Airborn wisens up, though, and heightens his kick, nailing Dreamer in the ribs again. Airborn goes behind Dreamer and starts to lock in the Air-Lock!
Daniel: Airborn has the Air-Lock locked in!
Max: TAP! TAAAP!!
Dreamer starts to fight out and wriggles around before hitting Airborn with a snap mare. Airborn turns around and gets kicked in the gut before Dreamer hits the Dream Street!
Daniel: DREAM STREET TO AIRBORN! DREAM STREET TO AIRBORN!
Max: Get up kid, get up!
Dreamer makes the cut throat motion and positions himself behind Airborn and locks in Just a Dreamer. Airborn tries to fight out, but has no choice but to tap!
Mina: Here is your winner, Justin Dreamer!
Daniel: Dreamer was able to come back from the brink of defeat and get the win here on TNT.
Max: Airborn had it won Daniel. Dreamer had to go and be a cheater, and won the match illegaly.
Daniel: Illegally?! I didn't see him do anything that had to do with cheating
Max: That's because he's so good at it Daniel.
Daniel: For the love of...
The cameras cut to the parking lot where a security guard for the venue is seen lying out cold.
Daniel: What the hell?
Max: Well, that's why you shouldn't drink on the job Daniel...
The camera fades as it zooms in on a welt on the guard's head.
The door to Carlos Gonzalez's office flys open as The One bursts into his office. Carlos takes off his glasses and sets them on the desk as The One breathes heavily and looks down at him with anger in his eyes.
Carlos: Yes?
The One: Word's been going around that you've been saying you want to be at ringside tonight for my match... This true?
Carlos smiles as he taps his fingers on the desk.
Carlos: Well, I can't say it was, but I must say, it's a great idea, and I'd love to be at ringside during your match. Anything else sweetheart?
The One: Make the match no disqualifications! I can smell the screwjob from a mile away!
Carlos: Uhhhhh... No I don't think I want to do that. Anything else you'd like?
The One growls, then turns to the door and pulls it back open as he leaves the office angry. Carlos hums to himself as he kicks his feet up on his desk and looks back to the monitor to watch Turmoil.
Florida State Championship Match
MVP vs. Ray Williams
Daniel: Up next the Florida State Championship will be on the line.
Max: Yeah, MVP can kiss that belt goodbye because he is facing off against a 6'10", 320lb monster.
Daniel: I wouldn't be too sure. MVP went through hell in order to win this championship can he won't give it up after just a week without putting up one hell of a fight.
Max: Put up all the fight you like but this babyface is going to get spanking.
Daniel: Was that supposed to be witty?
Max: Well......... Yeah kind of. I thought it kind of worked?
Daniel: No.... Not at all. Maybe next time.
Max: Maybe..........
"Don't Tread On Me" hits to some sizeable heat from this outdoor crowd as Ray Williams looks to make his appearence. Big Ray steps through doors and looks out over the crowd before raising his head to the skies. The challenger raises his fists above his head...... MVP comes from behind the doors and drills Ray a clothesline to the back of the head!
Max: Hey, you can't do that! Especially not two matches in a row!
Daniel: MVP not waiting around he wants Williams now!
Max: Stip him of the title, do something. He just assaulted his opponent.
Daniel: This crowd isn't complaining.
MVP raises the Florida State title over his head with one hand to a great reception from the fans. He drops the belt to the ground and greets the rising Ray Williams with some stiff right hands to the face, knocking him down the aisle toward the ring. The champion pulls back and finally decks Ray Williams with a stiff right hand, the crowd reacting to the blow. MVP walks back up the aisle and grabs his title, holding it up once again to a huge pop. The champion goes back down the aisle, title still in hand as Big Ray flounders on the ground. MVP with a stomp to the head before he turns and boosts himself halfway up on the guardrails holding the title aloft for all to see.
Daniel: Listen to this crowd! MVP is their Florida State champion and he wants them to see his title.
Max: You know if you ask me MVP should go up for reveiw with WPW management. This is a disgrace and he has already destroyed the legacey of the Florida State title.
Daniel: He was crowned last week and if anything I feel the aggression shown by MVP here is the mark of a true champion and shows the importance of that belt.
Max: I'll say this much, Skittles aren't going to be happy.
MVP drops the title again and turns to the risen Williams. Boot to the gut from the champion doubles the big man over and MVP rams Rays face into the steel guardrail. Williams is on dream street as MVP leads him towards the ring with a grip on his long locks. The champion turns William toward him and knocks the challenger against the ring arpon with a European Uppercut. Williams face is that of a groggy man and MVP unleashes a flurry of right hands to the face of his challenger. Again the champ turns and heads back up the aisle, retrieving his title before returning to Williams. MVP tosses the title into the ring and moves on Ray. He took too long as Williams drives a boot into the gut of MVP followed by a series of right hands. Williams fevereshly grabs the champion abs rams his face into the steel ringpost. MVP drops to one knee, the steel post taking alot out of him. Ray hauls him to his feet and rolls him into the ring as the bell finally sounds to offically start this one.
Max: Kharma baby!
Daniel: What?
Max: That there is kharma. Ray Williams is giving MVP a taste of his own medicene and now you can garuntee that the Master Blaster is going to bring this one home.
Daniel: MVP did show a little championship inexperience by giving Williams that amount of time to recover.
Williams steps over the top rope and comes down on MVP with a heavy right hand to the face as MVP gets to his knees. Williams drags MVP up to his feet and sends him crashing into the turnbuckle with an all power Irish whip. MVP arches his back and slumps back into the corner after the impact of whip. Here comes Williams.... Clothesline into the corner drives everything but life out of MVP! Williams doesn't rest though and Irish whips the champion across to the otherside. Ray comes trundling in again...... Mule kick out of the corner from MVP knocks Williams for a loop. Ray stumbles to the center of the ring and MVP boosts himself up onto the second rope. Shoulder tackle from the second rope knocks Williams down. MVP bounces back to his feet and lets out a roar to a pop from the crowd.
Daniel: Intermission over, MVP is back in the hunt.
Max: Need I remind you that we are only just into this match up offically.
Daniel: Just sit back and watch.
MVP drags Ray to his feet and Irish whips him off the ropes, not missing a beat. Big back body toss takes the big man over! MVP lets out another roar and he is cooking here tonight. He runs off the ropes, Williams flailing his arms uselessly on the mat. Big air leg drop across the throat of Ray. MVP back to his feet in an instant. He walks to the corner, turns around and drops in a three point stance, waiting for the challenger to rise. Williams rolls over onto his side, holding his throat. Ray begins the journey to his feet, clueless of what awaits him. Big Ray straightens his back to MVP and the crowd are rumbling. Williams stumbles around..... GORE!!!
Max: What!?
Daniel: And that was all she wrote.
Max: No way, get up Rey!
MVP sits up and smiles, Williams is out off his feet. The champion shakes his head and stands back up to an ovation from the crowd. MVP walks to the ropes and calls to Mina who hands the champion a mic. The champion steps back to the center of the ring to a pop as he raises the mic to his lips.
MVP: We got two choices here tonight folks. Choice one, we can pin Ray Williams right now and I walk away with my Florida State title still sitting on my shoulder. Choice two, we give Ray Williams one last thing to remember MVP and you fans by. So...... will it be choice one?
The crowd let out a roar but it isn't that sizeable. MVP smiles as he already knows what the result is going to be.
MVP: Or choice two?
A louder roar goes up and the champion cracks a smile. MVP drops the mic and Ray Williams is just starting to stir on the mat.
Max: Oh Im sorry, I didn't know WPW was signing uber-babyfaces these days. He may as well just drop to his knees and get teabagged by all these fans. Damn suck up.
Daniel: Have you heard of the concept of crowd participation? It is very popular in successful businesses.
Williams again rises obviously to what awaits him, MVP set and ready to pounce. Big ol' Ray straightens up somewhat and MVP makes his move, throwing Rays arm over his head and hooking the leg. Angle Slam... No Ray elbows out of it knocking the champion back as apparently MVP took too much time once again. Williams turns and drives MVP to the mat with a big boot! Williams stands over the champion and roars abuse down at him, his pride smarting from MVPs mic session.
Max: How dumb can this kid get? Twice Ray Williams has been able to turn this match around because MVP has been spending too much time getting love from the fans.
Daniel: Well thats all part of being a young champion. You have to learn from your mitakes and recitfy them the next time out.
Max: Well he can forget about being a young champion because after tonight he will be a young former champion.
Williams still stands over MVP, roaring abuse down on him. Inside Cradle from the champ!
One
Two
Thre..... Williams just barely forces his way out of it. Both men up in a flash and Ray throws a wild clothesline. Ducked by MVP who gets behind, hooking the challenger one more time. He elevates Ray up and slams him down in an Angle Slam like move!
Daniel: Most Valueable Move! Hook of the leg, the count. One, two....
Three! MVP retains the Florida State title without breaking much of a sweat. He rolls off Williams and gets to his feet, his fists clenched high in victory. MVP goes to the corner, grabbing the title from where he left it and climbs to the second rope. The champion holds the title in one hand while pointing at it with the other before raising it up with a roar. The crowd respond as MVPs first title defense is a successful one.
Mina: Here is your winner and STILL Florida State Champion, M-V-P!
Daniel: An easy title defense for this kid but he made a few errors that could have cost him the match.
Max: It should have cost him the match and if he doesn't learn to stop having love-ins with the fans then he won't be champion for much longer.
Daniel: How much money did you lose on Ray?
Max: Quite alot!
Daniel: We'll be right back.
MVP stands in the center of the ring and holds the title up in both arms for the world to see as Turmoil readies itself for a commercial break.
Daniel: Before we cut to commercials, let us take you back to Activation, where Brock Goodman, the disgusting creature that he is, couldn't handle losing his match and destroyed our champion, James Moriarty Cassius.
Brock stands and raises his arms into the air. Paul Turner tells him no, that he hasn’t won. Goodman’s eyes fill with rage. “What do you mean?! I had him pinned!” Goodman yells at Turner. James pulls himself to his feet by using the ropes, and just as Goodman turns around JMC kicks him between the legs! The referee doesn’t see the shot, blocked by Goodman’s massive body, and JMC plans Goodman with The Soliloqui!
Cassius covers Goodman.
One
Two
Foot On the Rope, but Sophie quickly throws it back off before the referee can see.
Three…!!! Kickout but it’s too late!
The crowd pops as JMC gets to his knees ecstatic! Brock turns his face and looks at Sophie with rage in his eyes!
Daniel: Oh my God!
Max: Holy shit! James just stole this!
Mina: The winner of this match, and NEW WPW Heavyweight Champion of the World, James Moriarty Cassius!
James stands up and grabs the title presented to him by Paul Turner in joy. He holds the belt over his head as a tear comes out of his eye and mutters the word “Finally”.
BAM!
James sees black as Goodman decapitates him with a clothesline from behind!
Daniel: Uh oh, if there’s anything worse then pissing off Brock Goodman, it’s costing him not only a match, not only his undefeated streak, but the WPW Heavyweight title he felt was rightfully his…
Max: Title or no title, the last person in the world I’d want to be right now is James Moriarty Cassius…
James shakily stands and Brock rolls outside the ring and sends Sophie running for the back. Brock grabs a steel chair and throws it in the ring, then grabs a second steel chair from under the time keeper. BAM! Chair shot to the head of the time keeper! Daniel and Max quickly stand and run for the hills as Brock Goodman runs toward the announce table chair in hand. Chair shot to the back of Daniel Justice! Max jumps over the barrier as Daniel goes down and Brock stalks toward him. The fans yell at Brock as Max heads for the hills, and Brock leans back and hit’s a fan over the head with the chair!!! The fan falls backward into his family, blood squirting out of his forehead. Brock then rolls back under the bottom rope and sets up the chair inside the ring as he sees James grabbing his title. Brock grabs the second chair and hits him over the head with it, sending him falling back to the mat. Brock sets the second chair up facing the first one, then lifts an unconscious JMC to his feet. C4 on top of the set up steel chairs!!! Cassius’ body slumps. Brock breathes heavily and leans down to JMC to check his pulse as EMT’s and referees come running out from the back. “For now… Sleep…” Brock whispers in JMC’s ear right before Brock’s music plays over the PA system. Daniel starts to move outside the ring as Brock stands and watches the EMT’s begin to attend to JMC as he simply surveys the damage. The camera zooms in on his face as the feed starts to fade out, and the last image on the screen of Activation is the face of Brock Goodman… Smiling…
Tag Team Title Match
Darkness vs. Red Rover
As we come back from a commercial break, we hear the middle of Big Time by Peter Gabriel as Big Red is making his way down to the ring.
Mina: The following contest is for the WPW Tag Team Championship. In the ring, from St. Augestine, Florida, weighing in at 210 pounds, Raymond Rover. And making his way to the ring, from Perthshire, Mississippi, weighing in at 385 pounds, is Big Red.
Daniel: These two men make up the team of Red Rover, which only makes sense.
Max: Why would it only make sense?
Daniel: Simply because it’s made up of the last name of both members of the team. Big “Red” and Raymond “Rover”. Hence, Red Rover.
Max: Only someone like you would notice that, Danny. Someone with no life.
Daniel: Shut up so the Tag Champs can come out, would you Max!
"Gant" By Mynis burns through speakers
Van Risen steps out from under the bleachers as the chorus words stream over the speakers. He raises his left hand high into the air, adjusts his mask and then walks forward at a healthy pace. He slides under the ropes and then jogs to the turnbuckle, jumping up onto the second turnbuckle and doing a pose. Big Red is staring deathfully at Van Risen as he hops off the turnbuckle.
Mina: Coming out next, he is one half of the WPW Tag Team Champions. From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 240 pounds, Van Risen
Daniel: This man has tried a variety of partners, but to no avail.
Max: Until last week, of course.
Daniel: That is right, Last week at WPW’s first Pay Per View Event, Activation, this man, Van Risen, and The Shadow defeated the odds on favorite of Mike and Mike for the WPW Tag Team Championships.
Max: Danny, now I’m telling you to shut up so The Shadow can come out.
All the lights in the arena suddenly go completely black. They stay black for about 10 seconds while Atmosphere - Woman with Tattoo instrumental plays in the arena, and when they turn back on Shadow is already standing inside the ring.
Max: This guy scares me.
Daniel: Why because you have a life? You have a life and have been in cities like Miami, how does Shadow scare you?
Mina: And coming out next, the other half of the WPW Tag Team Champions, The Shadow.
Daniel: The Shadow may scare young children, but he is one half of the WPW Tag Champions.
When the bell rings, The Shadow and Big Red start out. When they lock up, the Shadow immediately drops Big Red with a DDT and goes for a quick cover.
1……..
Kick out after one. Shadow picks up Red and picks him up for a vertical suplex, and holds him up there for a good five seconds before dropping him hard to the ground
Daniel: And look at the power shown by The Shadow right there.
Shadow begins stomping on Big Red in the middle of the ring, and Raymond Rover comes in to try to break it up. The ref fights with Rover to get back in his corner, and in the meantime, Shadow Irish Whips Big Red into the corner where Van Risen is waiting. Risen gets into the ring and both men double-team Big Red by stomping on him in the corner. When the ref turns around, Risen gets back outside the ring onto the apron. The ref says some words to Risen and looks on at the fight.
Daniel: And look at this despicable strategy by the Darkness.
Max: Remember Danny, all’s fair in love and war.
Daniel: But this is neither, and it’s hard to watch this kind of cheating.
Shadow tags in Van Risen, and Van comes in. Van Risen picks up Big Red and does a big German Suplex as Big Red lands hard in the middle of the ring. Big Red begins to crawl toward his partner as Van watches it and is amused by the weakling try to fight. When Big Red gets near Raymond Rover, Van Risen pulls Red’s feet into the Darkness’s corner. Risen grabs Big Red’s head and pulls him up. He kicks him hard in the gut, and then tags in the Shadow. Shadow climbs to the top as Risen leaves the ring. Big Red is standing, but very groggy. Shadow leaps off the top rope and smashes Big Red in the face with a clothesline. Big Red drops, and Shadow goes for the cover.
1……..
2….
Raymond Rover comes in to break it up.
When Shadow picks up Big Red, Red fights back with some elbows to the stomach area. Big Red punches Shadow in the face, runs into the ropes, and connects with a big clothesline. Big Red then goes to tag Raymond Rover in.
Daniel: Finally Red Rover can get some offense here.
Max: Well Darkness have been beating up on Big Red this whole match, I think he deserves a break from the action. Now Darkness can beat the shit out of Raymond Rover
Daniel: Remember, the FCC watches wrestling very carefully. Pick nicer words that don’t offend the children that shouldn’t be watching this anyway.
When Raymond Rover comes in, Shadow is crawling toward his partner Van Risen in the corner, but Rover won’t allow that, and he pulls Shadow back into the middle of the ring. Rover runs into the ropes and hits a Rolling Thunder on Shadow, which results in a cover.
1……..
2……..
3…Kick out by Shadow.
Max: Near fall Danny Boy.
Daniel: Max, can you just call me Daniel, or even better, Mr. Justice?
Max: No.
Rover picks up Shadow, but Shadow hits with a big left handed sucker punch and runs over to tag Van Risen in. The tag is made and Van Risen comes in with a purpose. He grabs Rover from behind and locks him in a Full Nelson. Before long, he picks up Rover from the Full Nelson position, and slams him hard to the ground. Risen goes for the cover.
1……..
2……..
3.
Kick out.
Risen runs over to Big Red and punches him down, causing Big Red to fall down to the ground.
Daniel: Now what the hell was that for?
Max: Well I guess he’s signaling the end is near, and he doesn’t want Big Red to interfere in the cover.
Daniel: That just sickens me. Can’t he just focus on what’s in front of him?
Van Risen goes back to the match, picks up Rover, and does a hard-hitting move called the Sadness. Rover is left in the middle of the ring not moving at all. Big Red is still on the ground, just beginning to move. Then the camera goes back to the action.
Max: And Risen hits with the Sadness. This has to be the end of the match. The Tag Champs will stay the same!
Risen then locks in the Passion. He holds it there, and Raymond Rover is trying not to tap out. Big Red comes running in, but Shadow stops big Red with a Back Body Drop, and Big Red rolls out of the ring. Shadow leaves the ring and just wants to keep and eye on Big Red, but it doesn’t matter, because Raymond Rover taps out to the Passion.
The bell rings.
Mina: Here are your winners and still WPW Tag Team Champions, Shadow and Van Risen, The Darkness.
"Gant" By Mynis plays and Darkness leaves the ring and walk back up to the door that leads backstage
Daniel: Well Shadow and Van Risen retain the WPW Tag Gold in a very well fought match, by both teams.
Max: Yes, but my favorite team won, and that is Van Risen and Shadow.
Before TNT goes to commercial it catches JMC and his sister Sophie finally standing from the bleachers to leave the track and go toward the ring. Sophie grabs her purse but then suddenly screams and drops it to the floor. James quickly looks over to the purse to see a dead pigeon sticking out of it. James kicks the bleacher in front of him angrily and the cameras quickly go to another shot of Mike Foxx lacing up his boots. Inside the locker room steps "Cowboy" Billy James and Mike Foxx looks up with disgust.
Foxx: What do you want?
James: By crackin, there you go, wrestling in your itty bitty purple undies again!
Foxx: Get out of here, I have a match to compete in, and unlike you, I don't plan on getting boo'd by fans who ran out of energy to chant "Boring"!
JMC and Sophie are seen walking backstage, and once again, the door of Carlos Gonzalez's office is shown.
James: Wait here Sophie, Carlos and I need to talk man to man about this...
JMC dissappears into Carlos' office and Sophie waits outside the office taking in a deep breath. At the end of the hallway a figure is seen walking, and as he gets closer to the camera, the unmistakable smirk of Airborn is seen. Airborn gets to Sophie and she jumps.
Airborn: Well, hiya Sophie.
Sophie: What do you want?
Airborn: I was just curious to know if you saw my match tonight...
Sophie: I saw you lose...
Airborn slams his hands against the wall, trapping Sophie inside his arms.
Airborn: You litte bitch! You're the one who started all my problems! You! If not for you and the loss of fans I have as a result of you, I'd be a champion by now!
Sophie screams and JMC comes running out of Carlos' office. Airborn takes off as JMC looks his way angrily.
Daniel: My God, Airborn has some nerve!
Max: I gotta say, even I can't agree with Airborn's actions as of late.
The camera leaves JMC backstage and goes to the ring for the start of the next match.
Race Car Match
Mike Foxx vs. Twizted
"Ole" by the Bouncing Souls hits as a countdown from 10 starts. Once the countdown reaches 0, it'll speed back up as red and blue lights swirl over the place in a rave like way. Booker T.-type pyro hits as Twizted walks out to huge cheers. He walks out of the doors checking his wrist before sliding into the ring. Twizted then walks over to the turnbuckle and hops on before he bends over with his fists together, and pauses. Twizted rises up, kisses his fists, and throws his arms up while looking into the air. Twizted corkscrews off the second rope, landing nicely. Twizted removes his fedora hat and tosses his bandana into the crowd before pulling the bandana covering his mouth down to his neck. Twizted then pulls his cap out of his pocket and places it over his head backwards before waiting for his opponent... Mike Foxx.
Mina: The following contest is a Race Car Match! The only way to win this match is to slam your opponent threw the windshield of a car. Coming out first, weighing in at 257 pounds, hailing from just South of Heaven, Twizted!
Daniel: This should be one hell of a contest, Max.
Max: Damn right, Danny. The only way to win this match is to slam him threw a windshield.
Daniel: This will be no easy task, I can tell you that.
Max: Damn right, Danny.
Daniel: Max… shut up.
Crazy Bitch by Buckcherry hits and Mike Foxx’s long black Limo pulls out through the grass. His limo driver opens the door and Foxx slowly gets out. Looking around him at the sea of people. He looks at them as if they are nothing to him. Then slowly walks to the ring.
Mina: And his opponent, from North Richland Hills, Texas, weighing in at 189 pounds, “The Main Event” Mike Foxx!
Daniel: This man lost his chance at the WPW Tag Titles just 7 days ago to the team of The Darkness.
Max: Actually, Mike Foxx and Mike “Dildo” Nutts lost their chances.
Daniel: Well you could say that, but I would rather focus on the match at hand, and not on Mike T. Nutts. And Max, notice how I said his real name, and not the weapon he uses.
Max: Danny, do you have a problem with fun?
The bell rings, and Foxx and Twizted lock up in the center of the ring. Foxx connects with an uppercut, knocking Twizted back a few steps. Slightly blinded, Foxx takes control with strong left and rights to the temple.
Daniel: Foxx is letting his anger out tonight.
Max: Well, what do you expect? He’s been challenged on his underwear.
Daniel: What?
Max: A man’s tights are on question, no time to explain!
Twizted gets knocked against the make-shift ropes, and Foxx charges towards him looking for a clothesline. Twizted ducks out of the way of the charging big man, as he crashes into the turnbuckle. Twizted swings his arms at Foxx, crashing them off of his head and back with rapid succession. The referee gets between the two and pulls them apart. Twizted takes the opportunity to throw a thumb into Foxx's eye.
Max: Great job by Twizted there!
Daniel: What do you mean? He bluntly cheated!
Max: Come on. Fair is as fair does.
Twizted backs off into his own corner as Foxx stands in his own corner. Both wrestlers charge towards the center of the ring and tie up. Foxx gets the upper-hand, and throws him backwards into the corner. Twizted just sits for a second in the corner staring back at Foxx, almost in a state of shock. Twizted gets up again and once again wants to tie up. Foxx complies and once again throws him backwards into the corner. Twizted gets up again and gets in Foxx's face and asks for another tie up.
Daniel: Now what is he thinking?
Max: He wants to be thrown, let him get thrown
Foxx has finally had enough. He unloads on Twizted with a huge punch that knocks him off his feet onto the canvas. Foxx hits several more punches to the body of Twizted. Twizted is trying to cover up, so Foxx switches his attack and pounds away at his head. Twizted manages to successfully back into the corner which makes the referee come over to restrain Foxx. As the ref is pulling Foxx away from the corner, Twizted jumps back up to his feet and pokes him in the eye. He drops a stunned Foxx on his head with a DDT.
Max: See, the trickery is afoot!
Foxx rolls out of the ring, and heads down for the car lot. He limps away, with Twizted following nearby
Max: Foxx, running away
Daniel: Or trying to get to the objective of this match, and throw him into a windshield!
Max: Oh Daniel. You and your… logic
Foxx gets some good distance between him and Twizted. Twizted starts to pick up his pace. He’s almost sprinting to catch up with Mike. Twizted is alone in the car lot. He can be heard calling out for Mike Foxx. Twizted looks up and down each car, with Foxx nowhere in sight.
Daniel: Where did Foxx head off to?
Max: Ah… the mind only sees what it wants to.
Daniel: What?
Max: Read it off a fortune cookie. Thought it was insightful.
Daniel: Just damn it…
Twizted is still searching for Foxx. He is overlooking the middle of the lot, but still can’t see anything. Out of nowhere, the car door closest to Twizted flings open, and Twizted hits the ground hard.
Daniel: It’s Foxx!
Max: That tricky bastard hid inside the car, and waited for him
Daniel: Well, points for creativity.
Max: But it won’t win him the match
Foxx stomps Twizted, having major effect on him. Foxx picks up Twizted and backs him into the car. He Irish whips him off the car, and throws him into the car next to him.
Max: What an Irish whip!
Daniel: Yeah, but he has to go through the window, not the car
Foxx locks in a side headlock on Twizted. He drops down onto his stomach, putting more pressure on the head of Twizted. Foxx wrenches in on the headlock and its trying to cut off the air going to the brain of Twizted. Twizted is flailing his arms into the air, desperately trying to free himself. He drops to one knee, and looks like he may pass out.
Daniel: Well, a good effort, but it won’t do much good here.
Max: You can’t win that way Foxx.
Twizted gets up onto his knees, as Foxx applies more pressure on the headlock. Twizted gets back to his feet and throws elbows into the mid-section of Foxx. Foxx looks dazed, as Twizted ties up with Foxx. Twizted grabs Foxx by the shoulders, drops on his back, and monkey flips Foxx into the opposite car and through the car door window.
Daniel: Holy damn! He went through the window! It’s over!
Max: Not yet.
Daniel: What?
Max: He went through the car window, not the windshield. The match continues.
As Foxx gets back to his feet, he is met with a dropkick that sends him down onto his back. Foxx barely looks like he can form a thought. Twizted climbs up to the top of the car and waits for Foxx to return back up to his feet. As Foxx staggers, he is greeted with a missle dropkick from atop the cars!
Twizted backs off him as Foxx uses the open car door to pull himself up. Twizted runs forwards at Foxx and tries for the spear. Foxx moves out of the way, however, and Twizted goes crashing, shoulder first into the door closed by Foxx. Twizted collapses to the floor in pain.
Max: Gotta love those moments. Anything can happen!
Foxx walks over towards Twizted and goes to pick him up. Twizted, however, grabs his tights and sends Foxx face first into the wheel. Twizted stomps him and smashes down on his back with clubbing forearms. Twizted picks Foxx up to his feet and rams a knee into his stomach. Twizted follows up with a side Russian legsweep. Twizted picks up Foxx again and hits him with a backbreaker. Twizted pulls Foxx over to the side and climbs up the car again. Twizted leaps off and nails Foxx with a diving elbow drop!
Daniel: Twizted looks about ready to finish the match off here!
Max: Noo! Defend your underwear Mikey!
Twizted climbs on top of the red racecar and waits for Foxx to stand. Foxx stands and Twizted comes off the top of the car with a shooting star hurricanranna, but Foxx doesn't fall with the move! Foxx holds onto Twizted and turns around to run toward the blue race car. Foxx powerbombs Twizted onto the wind shield, but the glass doesn't break!
Daniel: Bad break there for Foxx.
Max: Bad break, have you ever tried breaking the glass of a windshield? It's build Ford tough!
Daniel: (Whisper) Ford's not the sponsor.
Max: Shit...
Foxx climbs on top of the race car and pulls Twizted up lean forward, then jams his head between his legs. Foxx hooks the arms, and jumps to his knees in a pedigree like fashion to hit the Money Clip on Twizted, right on the wind shield! The windshield does not break though.
Daniel: What the hell?
Max: What in the world will Foxx have to do to get this windshield to break here tonight?
Foxx brings up Twizted for a second pedigree, but Twizted counters with a low blow uppercut! Foxx goes to his knees and Twizted plants him with a Greetings From the Bronx right on the windshield! The windshield cracks, but still no break!
Daniel: These men are gonna be knocked out long before that glass breaks.
Max: Wait, what is Twizted doing here?
Twizted grabs Foxx by the head and throws him into the driver's seat, then slams the door on his leg. Foxx screams and pulls his leg in as Twizted shuts the door again. Twizted reaches into the car as the referees begin screaming no at him. Twizted smirks and starts up the engine.
Daniel: Oh my God, what is he doing here?!
Twizted opens the door one more time and reaches into his pocket. Twizted pulls out a wrench and nails Foxx in the head with it. Foxx slumps down and Twizted cackles evily.
Daniel: Don't do this!
Twizted pulls a barbell from the other race car and moves toward Foxx's car, but Foxx suddenly opens the door and catches Twizted in the mouth with the glass of the window! Twizted drops the barbell on his foot as everyone suddenly looks to see another race car speeding toward the action.
Daniel: Hey! This is a closed environment!
Max: Get that crazy guy out of here! Security!
Foxx sees the car coming, and Twizted while limping dashes Foxx but Foxx catches him and throws him high into the air in a high angle back body drop! Twizted flips above Foxx's head and on the way down lands right on the speeding green race car and goes smashing through the window!!!!
Daniel: HOLY SHIT!
Max: WE NEED HELP OUT HERE!
The faces of the announcers and fans alike turns to one of pure horror as the car slows down, and Twizted lie unmoving inside the broken glass. The door to the car opens, and out steps "Cowboy" Billy James. The crowd boo violently as Foxx looks up to James in disbelief, then just simply walks away frmo the scene. Chris Matthews, Oscar Gonzalez, Hitman Mark, Jessica, and even The Stallion all come running out to check on Twizted, everyone's faces looking very serious.
Daniel: I don't know what to say... We'll be right back... I just don't know what to say...
Daniel: We're back, and lets take you back to a moment ago to what happened just before the commercial break.
Twizted drops the barbell on his foot as everyone suddenly looks to see another race car speeding toward the action.
Daniel: Hey! This is a closed environment!
Max: Get that crazy guy out of here! Security!
Foxx sees the car coming, and Twizted while limping dashes Foxx but Foxx catches him and throws him high into the air in a high angle back body drop! Twizted flips above Foxx's head and on the way down lands right on the speeding green race car and goes smashing through the window!!!!
Daniel: HOLY SHIT!
Max: WE NEED HELP OUT HERE!
The faces of the announcers and fans alike turns to one of pure horror as the car slows down, and Twizted lie unmoving inside the broken glass.
The camera shoots now to a live feed of Twizted lying on a stretcher and being placed in an ambulance.
Max: Is he breathing?
Daniel: Cowboy Billy James better hope so, because if that man doesn't survive, there are about 600 witnesses of a murder here tonight.
Chris Matthews climbs into the ambulance with Twizted and shuts the doors behind him as the ambulance drives off into the night.
Max: The show must go on, right?
Daniel: Yes, I suppose it must. Check wrestlepower.us over the week for updates on Twizted's condition, and I really hope this kid can pull through, but I don't know if he'll ever be the same again...
Van Risen is exiting the arena after his win, tag title on his shoulder, when Amanda runs up behind him, she yells after him.
Amanda: Van!
Van stops but doesnt turn around
Amanda: Van! Can you hear me?
Van: Yes Amanda, I hear you.
Van still doesnt turn around but Amanda catches up to Van Risen.
Amanda: Why aren't you stopping then?
Van: I'm pretty sure i am stopped... Is there something you need... A thanks for finding me a partner, for getting me this gold?
Amanda breaths heavily as she catches her breath.
Amanda: I didn't come here looking for a thanks, but I would like to know why you've been distant from me. I didn't even see you after Activation was over, I wasn't expecting anything, but it would have been nice to just say hello.
Van: It's who... It's what I am, trust me being close to me might be your deepest regret in the future.
Amanda: Why? I don't understand why you have these walls around you. Why do you hide behind that mask Van?
Van adjusts his mask after she says this, he finally looks at her.
Van: Maybe im not hiding, maybe im protecting everyone else.
Van pauses.
Van: Or maybe, just like humans tend to have, I have a past im trying to get away from.
Amanda: Well you don't have to protect me Van, and I don't need to know your past. I'd just like to have... Ya know... Someone to be around when the cameras are off, someone I can watch the show with... And ya know, I'd like to help you and Shadow in your matches, afterall, it is my investment isn't it?
Van: I do owe you, but i must tell you, the puppets always turn on the master, and you will one day hope to forget me and the words you have spoken. Until then, do as you wish.
Amanda: I'm a puppet to you?
Van: Everyone is a puppet, even i am, however, i choose to take control and become the master, pull your own strings and you are above it all Amanda, and that is something I can give you.
Amanda: Well, I came from Carlos' office earlier, and he told me that Darkness would be on Live next week, but he said I actually had a match. Me! Against some new girl named Brooke I guess. I was wondering if you wanted to accompany me to the ring?
Van: Yes chi... Yes Amanda
Amanda: Chi?
Van: Nothing, i appolgize for my slip... I am tired
Amanda nods, then with her head down she walks toward her car. Van steps forward suddenly.
Van: Wait...
Amanda looks up, then back to Van Risen.
Van: Not tired enough to miss out on a drink... Will you?
Amanda smiles and nods to Van. Amanda and Van Risen then walk off in the parking lot as the camera fades to it's final commercial break.
Number One Condership Singles Match for the WPW Heavyweight Title
The One vs. Dust
Mina: Ladies and gentlemen up next is tonight’s main event, the number one contender’s match for the WPW Heavyweight Title. But first….
Sophie Cassius is already standing in the ring as she hands her piece of paper to Mina.
Mina: Here to actual provide commentary worthy of the Bard himself, is the inaugural WPW World Heavyweight Champion. He is a Champion’s Champion, thy Prince of Cats, and still the Undefeated Usurper of the throne…James Moriarty Cassius.
James Moriarty Cassius walks out to such fanfare only the sound of revving engines can be heard behind him. JMC walks down the ramp and takes his seat next to Max and Daniel.
JMC: Forsooth gentlemen, how are thee tonight?
Daniel: Was that English?
Max: I think it was Olde English. Well anyway this one should be a barn burner, let’s go to the ring.
Mina: First coming to the ring he is Dust!
'Dust and Bones' by the Guns 'n' Roses goes out over the PA. After 13 seconds the Peoples King steps through the doors with his hands raised at his sides. Dust does a twirl and gives the crowd a cocky smile as his bodyguard The Black Russian steps through the doors behind Dust. The Peoples King makes the walk through the dirt and grass talking smack all the way down. Dust ascends the ring steps, pauses on the apron to pose and steps between the ropes into the ring. He hits the nearest turnbuckle and raises his hands up at his sides again before talking some smack.
Mina: And his opponent….from Parts Unknown, this is The One!
Heaven Besides You hits and the Lights go out and one single white light shines from the tracks, it focuses on The One standing in the entrance he walks out the doors and enters the ring and does The god like pose on the first turnbuckle he sees. He then walks towards the turnbuckle on the opposite side and looks to the sky.
Daniel: You know after all that backstage crap, and making The One all tense, Carlos has decided not to come to the ring after all.
Max: He just did it to piss The One off, take him off his game if you will.
Dust is talking to the referee as One turns around on the turnbuckle and lands a dropkick right on the People’s King as the bell sounds.
Daniel: Ooh and looks like One doesn’t want to waste anytime.
Max: James, I was wondering how it feels to be a champion here in WPW let alone our first champion.
JMC: Well, in truth Maxwell, it feels absolutely breathtaking.
Daniel: Despite the fact you had to cheat to win?
JMC: I have no idea what you are talking about.
One is going to town on Dust’s head raining down lefts and rights on his crown. One gets up and bounces off the ropes and drops a leg across the throat of Dust. One then makes the God like pose and jumps straight into the air and points both his knees down at the stomach of Dust, but Dust rolls out of the way at the last second as One’s knees crash to the mat. Dust rolls to his feet and lands a quick dropkick right to the face of One who is sent down to the mat still holding his legs.
Max: Looks like Dust may have an early advantage here.
Daniel: If One’s legs are severely injured that will greatly limit his offense.
JMC: I surely hope that Dust follows up on that timely move that One missed.
Dust grabs One’s leg and starts kicking at the back of his knee. Dust then hooks the leg with his arm and drops down driving One’s leg into the mat in a DDT fashion. Dust then pulls One to his feet who is noticeably limping a bit. Dust locks up with One and ties him up in a hammerlock. One tries to free himself with back elbows, but Dust backs out of the way and quickly drops to his knees with a chop block to the knee of One. One drops to a knee as Dust bounces off the ropes and delivers a diving lower clothesline to the back of One’s head.
Daniel: Oh nice series of moves there by the People’s King.
JMC: How did Dust acquire this title of People’s King, I wonder?
Max: I believe it was self appointed there champ.
JMC: Only peons give themselves trumped up nicknames.
Dust walks up behind One and grabs his leg but this time One kicks away and nails Dust in the shoulder several times. One rolls to his feet and clothesline Dust down. Dust pops back up and gets clotheslined down again by One as the godlike superstar is gaining some momentum back. Dust gets back to his feet only to be scoop slammed by One. One now lifts Dust to his feet and Irish whips him into the ropes. One bounces off the opposite ropes and delivers a kitchen sink right to the abdomen. One then hops to the nearest middle turnbuckle and nails a Shining Wizard off the second turnbuckle and quickly goes for the cover.
1……………….2……………….Dust kicks out at two!
JMC: I’m not sure if that was a wise move by One there.
One seems to be favoring his knee as he rolls to his feet as Dust does as well. One charges at Dust for a spear but Dust quickly delivers a dropkick to the knee. Dust then stomps at One and runs off the ropes and bounces off the second rope going for a Lionsault. One rolls to his back out of the way as Dust flips over him and lands on his feet. One nips up quickly and nails a huge side shuffle kick to the side of the head but lands on his bad knee and falls to the mat.
Max: Wow what high impact action right there, this is what a title shot means to these two men.
Daniel: Who do you think you’d rather face at this point champ.
JMC: By my heel, I care not.
The ref is slowly counting both men as it seems that a loud revving of an engine is filling the arena almost making the count inaudible.
JMC: Do you blokes hear that?
5……………………..
6………………………
7…………………….One is trying to get up with assistance from the ropes.
8……………………Dust is slowly gaining his bearings.
9…………………..One and Dust both get to their feet. With Dust getting up first.
One and Dust lock up again and Dust delivers a kick to the front of the knee as Dust grabs One in a front face lock. Dust hooks the arm and gives One a big time vertical suplex, but doesn’t release the hold. Dust spins his hips and picks One back up again and delivers a second vertical suplex, but still doesn’t release the hold.
Daniel: Dust is giving One Three Cheers here it seems.
Max: Good it looks like this one is about wrapped up, I have a post show engagement.
JMC: I do head you have quite the…oh devil what do the kids say….hopping social life.
Max: I told you Danny Boy!
Dust spins his hips one more time and lifts One up in a Fireman’s Carry. Dust smiles and brings One down with a huge Death Valley Driver! As Dust gets to his feet and acknowledges the fans the revving gets much louder and seemingly closer to the arena.
Daniel: Sounds like these race car fans are getting ready to leave as well.
Dust climbs up to the top rope and eyes the One and makes the godlike pose on the top rope.
Max: He’s going to use One’s own finisher against him! He’s going to make an Unbeliever out of The One!
All of a sudden the monster truck Grave Digger rumbles out from the entranceway crushing the two decorative cars near the rampway and charges full speed down to the ring bumping into the front of it causing Dust to lose his balance. Brock Goodman climbs out from the driver’s seat with a fire in his eyes.
Daniel: What the fuck!!
Max: Holy shit!!
JMC: Oh bugger…
Brock uses the truck to climb up onto the top rope where Dust is and quickly delivers a C4 off the top rope as Dust lands on The One. Brock then gets to his feet and stares a hole though JMC at the announce desk. JMC looks like he’s seen a ghost.
Daniel: Damnit, Brock is supposed to be barred from the arena, now look what he’s done!
Max: Do you think Brock cares if he’s been banned from somewhere?
Brock hops over the top rope as JMC quickly bails from over the railing and runs through the crwod with his sister Sophie not far behind. JMC hops in a car and quickly speeds away as someone left the keys in it. Brock stands on the announce table starign out into the crowd as the bell rings.
Mina: The winner by disqualification…and new number one contender….DUST!!
The One screams "Bullshit" as Brock gazes through Mina as he hops off the table and walks towards her. Brock tosses her aside and grabs the chair she was on and the ring bell. Brock brings both items into the ring and picks Dust up. Brock slaps Dust in the face and then places the top of the chair under his throat and spikes the chair down so it crushes up against the larynx of The People’s King. Brock then stomps on One’s knee who was just getting up and drops the bell on the mat. Brock scoops up a practically lifeless One and Tombstone’s him right onto the bell busting him open.
Max: This just isn’t right damnit!
Brock then stand in approval until he spies something. Brock heads to the outside and picks up the WPW title laid right next to the annoucne table and grabs it and holds it above his head as he climbs onto the annoucne table with Max, Daniel, and Mina fleeing for their lives as the show comes to a close.
Credits
Graphics
Author: Jesse Long
Backstage Segments
Writer: The Judge
The Stallion vs. Johnny Saxton
Writer: Cena316
Justin Dreamer vs. Airborn
Writer: La Madrid
Ray Williams vs. MVP
Writer: People's King
Darkness vs. Red Rover
Writer: Phillyman
Mike Foxx vs. Twizted
Writer: Phillyman, HBK619, & The Judge
Dust vs. The One
Writer: Mike Adams
Daniel: There he is, the WPW Heavyweight Champion, James Moriarty Cassius.
Max: You mean One Hit Wonder?
Daniel: One hit wonder?
Max: You heard me. What he did at Activation he'll never be able to do again. Sophie helped him win that belt, Brock got screwed.
Daniel: So I guess it's ok that Brock was cheating the whole match then, right?
Max: Whatever Daniel.
JMC nears the door that leads to the race track when suddenly it flies open, and a dark image fills the doorway... With a single spot of gold...
James: What do you want...?
The Shadow silently stalks over toward JMC, then smiles and pats the belt JMC holds over his shoulder.
Shadow: Just came to say... Congradulations...
James: Right...
JMC and Sophie begin to walk away when Shadow interjects.
Shadow: No really... It's good to know we have an easily beatable man as champion.
JMC stops and stares forward for a moment, then slowly continues walking. Sophie looks up at him worried.
Shadow: Truth hurts doesn't it? Enjoy that title while it lasts, it's only a matter of time before your pretty little sister won't be there to save your ass.
JMC stops in his tracks again, then suddenly turns around and uses his title to clock The Shadow between the eyes with laying him out. Sophie puts her hands over her mouth and JMC moves quickly back to her.
James: Come on, lets go!
JMC and Sophie hurry off as The Shadow simply sits up and smiles under his mask.
The theme music for TNT plays and the fireworks go off throughout the arena.
Daniel: Welcome everyone to TNT. I'm Daniel Justice, and beside me is Max Stockton and tonight we have a blockbuster main event, at of all places, a race track!
Max: That's right, The One and Dust will battle it out to see who's worthy of becoming number one contender!
Daniel: And Brock Goodman has been banned from the arena after how he abused JMC after he won his title. More on that later, but right now our first match is about to begin!
Singles Match
The Stallion vs. Johnny Saxton
Mina Henderson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. First making his way to the ring. From Dallas Texas. The Stallion!/color]
The doors from the race track burst open as The Stallion comes dashing out to the theme of "Take on me".
And his opponent from New York City New York. Johnny Saxton!
Saxton comes to the ring and gets in the face of Stallion. Stallion and Saxton are nose to nose until Saxton slaps Stallion across the face. Stallion just stands there at first and then out of nowhere hits a spinning heel kick on Saxton sending him to the mat.
Justice: Wow I did not see that coming Max.
Stockton. That’s for dam sure. He came out of nowhere with that kick to the head. I bet Saxton doesn’t try that again.
Stallion picks Saxton up to his feet and sends him to the ropes and hits a clothesline. Cover by Stallion but a kickout by Saxton. Stallion gets back to his feet and starts to stomp all over Saxton. Saxton manages to roll out of the ring and to the ground. Fans at ringside get all over Saxton. Stallion picks Saxton up and sends him into the side of the ring. Saxton screams out in pain. Stallion hits a knife edge chop on Saxton. Followed by 3 more knife edge chops.
Stockton: Wow 4 knife edge chops. Look at Saxton’s chest. That thing is red as a beet.
Justice: Red as a what?
Stockton: A beet.. You know.. The fruit.. a beet.
Justice: I have no idea what the hell you are talking about. Do you?
Stockton: Well of course I do. His chest is really red from all those chops.
Justice: Well in any event Stallion really taking it to Saxton here in the early going of this match.
Stockton: Well Saxton was pretty cocky when he first got in the ring with that slap to the face of Stallion and its been all Stallion every since then.
Stallion rolls Saxton back into the ring. Stallion picks Saxton to his feet and delivers a big scoop slam. Cover by Stallion but a kickout after two by Saxton. Stallion gets to his fet and climbs to the top rope. Saxton goes over and sends Stallion flying across the ring and to the mat. Saxton starts to stomp away on Stallion while Stallion is down. He gets Stallion back to his feet and sends him to the ropes and hit s running knee to the face knocking Stallion back to the mat. Saxton goes to the second rope and hits a leg drop from the second rope. Cover by Saxton but Stallion kicks out after one.
Justice: WOW Max the tide has really turned in this match. Its now Johnny Saxton in charge of the match.
Stockton: Yeah but how long will that last.
Justice: Well if Saxton doesn’t let his cockyness get in the way he will do alright. But we will have to wait and see about that because I don’t think Saxton can handle keeping his ego out of this match.
Saxton sends Stallion to the ropes and hits a dropkick on Stallion sending Stallion back over the top rope and to the outside. Saxton follows him to the outside and slams Stallions head into the ring post busting Stallion wide open. The ref yells for Saxton to get it back in the ring but Saxton ignores the referee’s orders. Saxton instead delivers a Suplex on Stallion on the outside of the ring on the ground. Stallion grabs his back and screams out in pain. Saxton just laughs as he rolls Stallion back into the ring. Cover by Saxton..
One..
Two….
Thr….Kickout after two by Stallion.
Stockton: Wow Danny that was almost a 3 count there by Saxton. He has busted Stallion wide open.
Justice: My name is not Danny, and yes Stallion is not looking too good at this point. Saxton has really taken control over in this match.
Stockton: We may need to get medical attention out here for Stallion. He is bleeding pretty good right now.
Justice: Well I guess if he passes out then we will know he needs help.. Just enjoy the damn match Max.
Stockton: Well I am watching the match Danny but Im just a little concerned about The Stallion. What is Saxton doing now?
Saxton picks Stallion up to his feet and locks in a sleeper hold. The referee quickly goes over to Stallion and asks is he submits. Stallion says no as Saxton locks on the sleeper hold even tighter. Stallion starts to fade. The crowd gets behind Stallion but he still continues to fade. Stallion falls down to one knee. Then goes down to the other knee. Saxton doesn’t let up on the sleeper hold as Stallion hits the mat hard. The ref goes over to Stallion and raises his arm which is covered in blood. It falls to the mat The Ref yells out
ONE!
He picks up Stallion’s arm once more and again it slams to the mat.
TWO!
The ref picks up Stallions arm a third time and this time it falls halfway and stops mid air. The crowd goes nuts and Saxton has a worried look on his face. Stallion starts to get to his feet. He gets to his knees and hits an elbow to the mid section of Saxton. Stallion then gets to his feet and hits three more Elbows to the mid section of Saxton. Stallion send Saxton to the ropes and hits a big boot. Saxton hits the ground and so does Stallion.
Stockton: Oh no. Stallion has passed out.
Justice: No I don’t think he has passed out. I think he is just exhausted from all the blood he has lost.
Stockton: Well I think somebody should come out here and check on him.
Justice: Look Saxton is going over to check on him. Ha oh now wait he is going over there to kick his ass..
Stockton: What the hell is wrong with you. Don’t you have a heart?
Justice: Stallion was able to mount a very small offense but now its all Saxton in this one.
Saxton starts to stomp on Stallion as Stallion lays in the ring motionless. Saxton picks Stallion up and puts him on his shoulder and walks over to the corner.
Stockton: No Way. Could this be the Saxton Slam?
Justice: I don’t know but if he connects with this then its gonna be over for the Stallion.
Saxton runs towards the other Corner and hits the Saxton Slam on Stllion. But in the process he nails the referee in the head with Stallions boot. Saxton doesn’t see this and makes the cover on Stallion.
Stockton: There is no referee!!!
Justice: We need another referee down here to make the count dammit. Saxton has this thing won and there is no referee to make the count.
Stockton: Well that’s what he gets for busting the Stallion wide open and blatantly dis obeying the referee..
Justice: Well who cares about that. He has the match won fair and square.
Saxton realizes there is no ref to make the count so he goes over and tries to wake the ref up but the referee is out cold. Saxton then goes over to Stallion and locks in the Ankle lock. Stallion starts screaming in pain and reaching for the ropes. Saxton pulls Stallion to the center of the ring. Stallion has no choice but to tap out. Stallion starts hitting the mat like a mad man but there is no ref to call for the bell. Saxton drops the hold and goes over to the ref who is barely getting to his feet. Saxton grabs the ref and hits the Pink Slip.
Stockton: What the hell was that all about!?!?
Justice: Well I have no idea why Saxton did that. Now there still isn’t a ref to make the count.
Stockton: See what I mean. Blatant disrespect for authority.
Justice: Well we need to get another referee down here pretty quick.
Stockton: Why so Saxton can just knock him back out! This is complete bullshit!
Saxton is frustrated and goes over to Stallion who has somehow managed to get to his feet. Stallion hits Saxton with a hard right hand. Saxton fires back with a right hand of his own. Both men exchange rights and lefts until finally Stallion drops to one knee and hits a low blow on Saxton.
Justice: Now how do you excuse that crap. That was a blatant low blow by Stallion.
Stockton: With all the crap Saxton has pulled I would say Stallion deserved to be able to get away with that. Whats good for the goose is good for the gander.
Justice: Whatever.. Your just a hypocrite!
Stockton: No Im just saying if Saxton can cheat why cant Stallion.
Stallion gets to his feet and hits a Neck breaker on Saxton. Cover by Stallion but we still don’t have a referee to make the count. Stallion picks Saxton to his feet and sets him up for the Razor’s Edge. Stallion hits the Razor’s Edge on Saxton. Cover by Stallion. A new Referee finally runs down to the ring….
One..
Two…
Thr…Saxton kicks out somehow.
Stallion gets to his feet still bleeding and barley able to stand. He turns Saxton over on his stomach.
Stockton: Did you see that Danny.. He just tunred Saxton over on his stomach. That could only mean one thing. The Showdown?
Justice: That’s what it looks like. But I don’t think he has enough left in him to pull the move off.
Stockton: Well it looks like we are fixing to find out aren’t we?
Stallion climbs to the top rope slowly. He turns towards the crowd. Kisses his necklace and hits the Showdown. Stallion acts as if this move took a lot out of him. He slowly crawls over to Saxton and puts his arm over his chest.
One..
Two…
Three….
Mina Henderson: Here is your winner. The Stallion!
Stallion tries to get to his feet but falls back down to the mat and passes out. Referees and trainers run to the ring and help him to his feet.
Justice: Well I cannot believe that the Stallion pulled it off but he did.
Stockton: Well he pulled it off but at what cost. Stallion has passed out from the loss of blood. And god only knows how much blood he accually did lose.
Justice: Well I must say both men put on one hell of a match.
Right before TNT goes to commercial James and Sophie are seen sitting in the bleachers talking and watching a car go around the race track before they get up to get a soda.
TNT returnas from commercial and The One is seen in his locker room putting on his elbow pads. A voice is heard from behind the camera man speaking to him, as if they were already in conversation before the show returned.
The Voice: You really don't expect to become number one contender under those odds do you?
The One: I don't need odds in my favor, and I damn sure don't need any allies out there.
The Voice: But it couldn't hurt-
The One: No! I do this alone, and when I win the title, I do that alone too!
The Voice: Hey, it's your funeral, you should just be aware, rumor has it Carlos Gonzalez plans on being ringside for your match tonight, to, along with Boris and the rest of the world, ensure Skittles is watching the "right man win".
The One snaps on the elbow pad, and then looks to where the voice is ocming from behind the camera.
The One: We'll see about that...
[COLOR=MediumTurquoise]Singles Match
Justin Dreamer vs. Airborn
Mina Henderson: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall!
"Your Religion" by Chosen hits as Airborn walks out of the doors in a black open zipped hoodie. He starts to walk to the ring when Justin Dreamer comes out of nowhere and blindsides him with a forearm to the back of the head.
Daniel: What a cowardly shot by Justin Dreamer, attacking Airborn before the match.
Max: Airborn should've been prepared Daniel. After all, Dreamer is Hardore!
Airborn stumbles and lands on the guardrail as Dreamer catches him with a vicious spear. Dreamer goes to press the advantage, and rams Airborn back-first into the steel barricade. Airborn cringes, but pops back with a burst of energy, nailing a few chops on Dreamer before sending him into the steel steps. Dreamer tries to get to his feet, but Airborn whips him towards the steel barricade...but Dreamer overleaps it in one jump. Airborn charges him, but Dreamer turns around, and delivers a STIFF enziguri from behind the barricade, causing Airborn to drop.
Daniel: Good lord, what a brutal shot.
Max: I tell you what, a few more of those and this match is over.
Dreamer looks like he wants to hit a big move, and leaps up to springboard off the steel barricade, but Airborn gets it together and throws his weight into the barricade, causing Dreamer to stumble, and fall, faceplanting onto the concrete.
Daniel: And Dreamer is down!
Max: Did you figure that all by yourself Daniel.
Daniel: It was obvious Maxx. He fell right down.
Max: So why say it then?!
Daniel: Nevermind.
Dreamer is conscious but in immense pain, as Airborn slowly recovers and gets to his feet, obviously also in pain as he throws Dreamer into the ring to start the match.
Daniel: And this match is underway!
Max: It has been for the past 5 minutes, it just wasn't legal.
Airborn takes control of the match, and goes to work on Dreamer. Airborn begins an aggressive assault on Dreamer's ribs, hitting knees, elbow strikes, and more. Airborn looks arrogantly towards the crowd, and whips Dreamer HARD into the turnbuckles, hard enough to cause Airborn to fall himself, as Dreamer crashes into the turnbuckles ribs-first, dropping like a ton of bricks.
Daniel: And a vicious onslaught by Airborn!
Max: I tell ya, Dreamer needs to get on the offensive quick, or this one is over.
Airborn continues to press the advantage, throwing Dreamer to the outside, grabbing him, and ramming him into any object he can find. Back in the ring, the assault continues, and any attempt by Dreamer to stop him is met by a strike to the ribs.
Max: Not letting him get any advantage, that's how it's done.
Daniel: It's despicable Maxx, just like you are.
Airborn whips Dreamer into the corner, and charges him for a leaping double knee, but Dreamer ducks, causing Airborn to crash, flip over, and land on the outside ring apron. Dreamer climbs the turnbuckles, and picks Airborn up with him. Dreamer seems to be setting up for a hurricanrana or something, but grabs his ribs as he stretches to much. The delay is enough time to let Airborn recover, and he hefts Dreamer up into a Death Valley Driver position.
Daniel: It might be over here!
Max: If it does, Dreamer should book a permanent room at the local hospital right now!
Airborn leaps off the top rope, let's Dreamer go, and forces him to land stomache-first onto his knee in a top rope gutbuster. The crowd gets to it's feet in shock as Dreamer rolls to other corner, looking like he's desperately trying to get in air, as even a bruised rib makes breathing difficult.
Daniel: He might have a busted rib Maxx.
Max: Which could have been avoided if he hadn't tried to do some stupid manuever off of a steel guardrail.
Daniel: For once, I agree with you.
Dreamer tries to get up, but Airborn runs up and nails a REALLY stiff kick to the ribs, causing Dreamer to grab onto the ropes, holding his ribs in pain.
Daniel: This is getting really ugly Maxx.
Max: This is ugly, as in, your momma ugly!
Daniel: Shut up and concentrate on the match.
Airborn wants to torture Dreamer some more, and slaps on a bearhug, crushing the ribs. It gets a little more sick after that...Airborn drops his arms a bit, and walks forward, causing Dreamer to have to lean back, the top of his head making contact with the mat as Airborn holds him around the waist, Dreamer's legs wrapped around his.
Max: He might tap here Daniel!
Daniel: He has to be in immense pain.
Airborn begins to walk forward, and Dreamer is left in agony as the ultimate bearhug does its work on his ribs. The crowd starts to clap, stomp, whatever they can to rally him. Dreamer eventually, starts to fight, uses momentum to swing himself up, and grabs Airborn by the hair, pulling himself back upright. Airborn yells out in pain, but charges towards the turnbuckles, causing Dreamer to crash again.
Daniel: Dammit, Dreamer was almost out of that hold.
Max: The key word, Daniel, is almost.
Airborn picks Dreamer back up, but Dreamer recovers a little, and delivers some forearm shots and chops. He tosses Airborn into the ropes, but Airborn ducks a big boot attempt; on the way back, though, he fails to avoid the picture perfect standing dropkick, although Dreamer has to grab his ribs again, since that required extension. Dreamer tries to continue and hit a back drop on Airborn, but it's immediately apparent his ribs are too hurt for him to hit it. He quickly shifts gears, and opts to grab Airborn in STO position, but instead drop him down into a backbreaker, back up, and then down into a gutbuster, all in a smooth motion.
Daniel: What amazing offense from Dreamer!
Max: Luck Daniel, LUCK!!
Dreamer picks Airborn up, but out of nowhere Airborn plants him with a side suplex. Airborn leaps to the top rope, and prepares to hit the 360 Leg Drop, but Dreamer rolls out of the way, causing Airborn to crash hard.
Daniel: Airborn missed the 360 Leg Drop!
Max: Damn Dreamer, he shouldn't have moved.
Daniel: What did you want to happen, Dreamer to lose?
Max: Yes!!
Dreamer and Airborn get back to their feet as they start to trade shots. Airborn goes for a clothesline, but Dreamer ducks and hits Airborn with the Extreme Drop as he turns around. Myles goes for the cover, and the ref starts to count
1....
2....
3....Kick out.
Maxx: Thank the good Lord Almighty!!
Daniel: God you have to shut up.
Airborn and Dreamer are up and two start exchanging blows again, forearm shot for forearm shot, chop for chop, stiff kick to the thigh for stiff kick to the thigh. Airborn wisens up, though, and heightens his kick, nailing Dreamer in the ribs again. Airborn goes behind Dreamer and starts to lock in the Air-Lock!
Daniel: Airborn has the Air-Lock locked in!
Max: TAP! TAAAP!!
Dreamer starts to fight out and wriggles around before hitting Airborn with a snap mare. Airborn turns around and gets kicked in the gut before Dreamer hits the Dream Street!
Daniel: DREAM STREET TO AIRBORN! DREAM STREET TO AIRBORN!
Max: Get up kid, get up!
Dreamer makes the cut throat motion and positions himself behind Airborn and locks in Just a Dreamer. Airborn tries to fight out, but has no choice but to tap!
Mina: Here is your winner, Justin Dreamer!
Daniel: Dreamer was able to come back from the brink of defeat and get the win here on TNT.
Max: Airborn had it won Daniel. Dreamer had to go and be a cheater, and won the match illegaly.
Daniel: Illegally?! I didn't see him do anything that had to do with cheating
Max: That's because he's so good at it Daniel.
Daniel: For the love of...
The cameras cut to the parking lot where a security guard for the venue is seen lying out cold.
Daniel: What the hell?
Max: Well, that's why you shouldn't drink on the job Daniel...
The camera fades as it zooms in on a welt on the guard's head.
The door to Carlos Gonzalez's office flys open as The One bursts into his office. Carlos takes off his glasses and sets them on the desk as The One breathes heavily and looks down at him with anger in his eyes.
Carlos: Yes?
The One: Word's been going around that you've been saying you want to be at ringside tonight for my match... This true?
Carlos smiles as he taps his fingers on the desk.
Carlos: Well, I can't say it was, but I must say, it's a great idea, and I'd love to be at ringside during your match. Anything else sweetheart?
The One: Make the match no disqualifications! I can smell the screwjob from a mile away!
Carlos: Uhhhhh... No I don't think I want to do that. Anything else you'd like?
The One growls, then turns to the door and pulls it back open as he leaves the office angry. Carlos hums to himself as he kicks his feet up on his desk and looks back to the monitor to watch Turmoil.
Florida State Championship Match
MVP vs. Ray Williams
Daniel: Up next the Florida State Championship will be on the line.
Max: Yeah, MVP can kiss that belt goodbye because he is facing off against a 6'10", 320lb monster.
Daniel: I wouldn't be too sure. MVP went through hell in order to win this championship can he won't give it up after just a week without putting up one hell of a fight.
Max: Put up all the fight you like but this babyface is going to get spanking.
Daniel: Was that supposed to be witty?
Max: Well......... Yeah kind of. I thought it kind of worked?
Daniel: No.... Not at all. Maybe next time.
Max: Maybe..........
"Don't Tread On Me" hits to some sizeable heat from this outdoor crowd as Ray Williams looks to make his appearence. Big Ray steps through doors and looks out over the crowd before raising his head to the skies. The challenger raises his fists above his head...... MVP comes from behind the doors and drills Ray a clothesline to the back of the head!
Max: Hey, you can't do that! Especially not two matches in a row!
Daniel: MVP not waiting around he wants Williams now!
Max: Stip him of the title, do something. He just assaulted his opponent.
Daniel: This crowd isn't complaining.
MVP raises the Florida State title over his head with one hand to a great reception from the fans. He drops the belt to the ground and greets the rising Ray Williams with some stiff right hands to the face, knocking him down the aisle toward the ring. The champion pulls back and finally decks Ray Williams with a stiff right hand, the crowd reacting to the blow. MVP walks back up the aisle and grabs his title, holding it up once again to a huge pop. The champion goes back down the aisle, title still in hand as Big Ray flounders on the ground. MVP with a stomp to the head before he turns and boosts himself halfway up on the guardrails holding the title aloft for all to see.
Daniel: Listen to this crowd! MVP is their Florida State champion and he wants them to see his title.
Max: You know if you ask me MVP should go up for reveiw with WPW management. This is a disgrace and he has already destroyed the legacey of the Florida State title.
Daniel: He was crowned last week and if anything I feel the aggression shown by MVP here is the mark of a true champion and shows the importance of that belt.
Max: I'll say this much, Skittles aren't going to be happy.
MVP drops the title again and turns to the risen Williams. Boot to the gut from the champion doubles the big man over and MVP rams Rays face into the steel guardrail. Williams is on dream street as MVP leads him towards the ring with a grip on his long locks. The champion turns William toward him and knocks the challenger against the ring arpon with a European Uppercut. Williams face is that of a groggy man and MVP unleashes a flurry of right hands to the face of his challenger. Again the champ turns and heads back up the aisle, retrieving his title before returning to Williams. MVP tosses the title into the ring and moves on Ray. He took too long as Williams drives a boot into the gut of MVP followed by a series of right hands. Williams fevereshly grabs the champion abs rams his face into the steel ringpost. MVP drops to one knee, the steel post taking alot out of him. Ray hauls him to his feet and rolls him into the ring as the bell finally sounds to offically start this one.
Max: Kharma baby!
Daniel: What?
Max: That there is kharma. Ray Williams is giving MVP a taste of his own medicene and now you can garuntee that the Master Blaster is going to bring this one home.
Daniel: MVP did show a little championship inexperience by giving Williams that amount of time to recover.
Williams steps over the top rope and comes down on MVP with a heavy right hand to the face as MVP gets to his knees. Williams drags MVP up to his feet and sends him crashing into the turnbuckle with an all power Irish whip. MVP arches his back and slumps back into the corner after the impact of whip. Here comes Williams.... Clothesline into the corner drives everything but life out of MVP! Williams doesn't rest though and Irish whips the champion across to the otherside. Ray comes trundling in again...... Mule kick out of the corner from MVP knocks Williams for a loop. Ray stumbles to the center of the ring and MVP boosts himself up onto the second rope. Shoulder tackle from the second rope knocks Williams down. MVP bounces back to his feet and lets out a roar to a pop from the crowd.
Daniel: Intermission over, MVP is back in the hunt.
Max: Need I remind you that we are only just into this match up offically.
Daniel: Just sit back and watch.
MVP drags Ray to his feet and Irish whips him off the ropes, not missing a beat. Big back body toss takes the big man over! MVP lets out another roar and he is cooking here tonight. He runs off the ropes, Williams flailing his arms uselessly on the mat. Big air leg drop across the throat of Ray. MVP back to his feet in an instant. He walks to the corner, turns around and drops in a three point stance, waiting for the challenger to rise. Williams rolls over onto his side, holding his throat. Ray begins the journey to his feet, clueless of what awaits him. Big Ray straightens his back to MVP and the crowd are rumbling. Williams stumbles around..... GORE!!!
Max: What!?
Daniel: And that was all she wrote.
Max: No way, get up Rey!
MVP sits up and smiles, Williams is out off his feet. The champion shakes his head and stands back up to an ovation from the crowd. MVP walks to the ropes and calls to Mina who hands the champion a mic. The champion steps back to the center of the ring to a pop as he raises the mic to his lips.
MVP: We got two choices here tonight folks. Choice one, we can pin Ray Williams right now and I walk away with my Florida State title still sitting on my shoulder. Choice two, we give Ray Williams one last thing to remember MVP and you fans by. So...... will it be choice one?
The crowd let out a roar but it isn't that sizeable. MVP smiles as he already knows what the result is going to be.
MVP: Or choice two?
A louder roar goes up and the champion cracks a smile. MVP drops the mic and Ray Williams is just starting to stir on the mat.
Max: Oh Im sorry, I didn't know WPW was signing uber-babyfaces these days. He may as well just drop to his knees and get teabagged by all these fans. Damn suck up.
Daniel: Have you heard of the concept of crowd participation? It is very popular in successful businesses.
Williams again rises obviously to what awaits him, MVP set and ready to pounce. Big ol' Ray straightens up somewhat and MVP makes his move, throwing Rays arm over his head and hooking the leg. Angle Slam... No Ray elbows out of it knocking the champion back as apparently MVP took too much time once again. Williams turns and drives MVP to the mat with a big boot! Williams stands over the champion and roars abuse down at him, his pride smarting from MVPs mic session.
Max: How dumb can this kid get? Twice Ray Williams has been able to turn this match around because MVP has been spending too much time getting love from the fans.
Daniel: Well thats all part of being a young champion. You have to learn from your mitakes and recitfy them the next time out.
Max: Well he can forget about being a young champion because after tonight he will be a young former champion.
Williams still stands over MVP, roaring abuse down on him. Inside Cradle from the champ!
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Thre..... Williams just barely forces his way out of it. Both men up in a flash and Ray throws a wild clothesline. Ducked by MVP who gets behind, hooking the challenger one more time. He elevates Ray up and slams him down in an Angle Slam like move!
Daniel: Most Valueable Move! Hook of the leg, the count. One, two....
Three! MVP retains the Florida State title without breaking much of a sweat. He rolls off Williams and gets to his feet, his fists clenched high in victory. MVP goes to the corner, grabbing the title from where he left it and climbs to the second rope. The champion holds the title in one hand while pointing at it with the other before raising it up with a roar. The crowd respond as MVPs first title defense is a successful one.
Mina: Here is your winner and STILL Florida State Champion, M-V-P!
Daniel: An easy title defense for this kid but he made a few errors that could have cost him the match.
Max: It should have cost him the match and if he doesn't learn to stop having love-ins with the fans then he won't be champion for much longer.
Daniel: How much money did you lose on Ray?
Max: Quite alot!
Daniel: We'll be right back.
MVP stands in the center of the ring and holds the title up in both arms for the world to see as Turmoil readies itself for a commercial break.
Daniel: Before we cut to commercials, let us take you back to Activation, where Brock Goodman, the disgusting creature that he is, couldn't handle losing his match and destroyed our champion, James Moriarty Cassius.
Brock stands and raises his arms into the air. Paul Turner tells him no, that he hasn’t won. Goodman’s eyes fill with rage. “What do you mean?! I had him pinned!” Goodman yells at Turner. James pulls himself to his feet by using the ropes, and just as Goodman turns around JMC kicks him between the legs! The referee doesn’t see the shot, blocked by Goodman’s massive body, and JMC plans Goodman with The Soliloqui!
Cassius covers Goodman.
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Foot On the Rope, but Sophie quickly throws it back off before the referee can see.
Three…!!! Kickout but it’s too late!
The crowd pops as JMC gets to his knees ecstatic! Brock turns his face and looks at Sophie with rage in his eyes!
Daniel: Oh my God!
Max: Holy shit! James just stole this!
Mina: The winner of this match, and NEW WPW Heavyweight Champion of the World, James Moriarty Cassius!
James stands up and grabs the title presented to him by Paul Turner in joy. He holds the belt over his head as a tear comes out of his eye and mutters the word “Finally”.
BAM!
James sees black as Goodman decapitates him with a clothesline from behind!
Daniel: Uh oh, if there’s anything worse then pissing off Brock Goodman, it’s costing him not only a match, not only his undefeated streak, but the WPW Heavyweight title he felt was rightfully his…
Max: Title or no title, the last person in the world I’d want to be right now is James Moriarty Cassius…
James shakily stands and Brock rolls outside the ring and sends Sophie running for the back. Brock grabs a steel chair and throws it in the ring, then grabs a second steel chair from under the time keeper. BAM! Chair shot to the head of the time keeper! Daniel and Max quickly stand and run for the hills as Brock Goodman runs toward the announce table chair in hand. Chair shot to the back of Daniel Justice! Max jumps over the barrier as Daniel goes down and Brock stalks toward him. The fans yell at Brock as Max heads for the hills, and Brock leans back and hit’s a fan over the head with the chair!!! The fan falls backward into his family, blood squirting out of his forehead. Brock then rolls back under the bottom rope and sets up the chair inside the ring as he sees James grabbing his title. Brock grabs the second chair and hits him over the head with it, sending him falling back to the mat. Brock sets the second chair up facing the first one, then lifts an unconscious JMC to his feet. C4 on top of the set up steel chairs!!! Cassius’ body slumps. Brock breathes heavily and leans down to JMC to check his pulse as EMT’s and referees come running out from the back. “For now… Sleep…” Brock whispers in JMC’s ear right before Brock’s music plays over the PA system. Daniel starts to move outside the ring as Brock stands and watches the EMT’s begin to attend to JMC as he simply surveys the damage. The camera zooms in on his face as the feed starts to fade out, and the last image on the screen of Activation is the face of Brock Goodman… Smiling…
Tag Team Title Match
Darkness vs. Red Rover
As we come back from a commercial break, we hear the middle of Big Time by Peter Gabriel as Big Red is making his way down to the ring.
Mina: The following contest is for the WPW Tag Team Championship. In the ring, from St. Augestine, Florida, weighing in at 210 pounds, Raymond Rover. And making his way to the ring, from Perthshire, Mississippi, weighing in at 385 pounds, is Big Red.
Daniel: These two men make up the team of Red Rover, which only makes sense.
Max: Why would it only make sense?
Daniel: Simply because it’s made up of the last name of both members of the team. Big “Red” and Raymond “Rover”. Hence, Red Rover.
Max: Only someone like you would notice that, Danny. Someone with no life.
Daniel: Shut up so the Tag Champs can come out, would you Max!
"Gant" By Mynis burns through speakers
Van Risen steps out from under the bleachers as the chorus words stream over the speakers. He raises his left hand high into the air, adjusts his mask and then walks forward at a healthy pace. He slides under the ropes and then jogs to the turnbuckle, jumping up onto the second turnbuckle and doing a pose. Big Red is staring deathfully at Van Risen as he hops off the turnbuckle.
Mina: Coming out next, he is one half of the WPW Tag Team Champions. From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 240 pounds, Van Risen
Daniel: This man has tried a variety of partners, but to no avail.
Max: Until last week, of course.
Daniel: That is right, Last week at WPW’s first Pay Per View Event, Activation, this man, Van Risen, and The Shadow defeated the odds on favorite of Mike and Mike for the WPW Tag Team Championships.
Max: Danny, now I’m telling you to shut up so The Shadow can come out.
All the lights in the arena suddenly go completely black. They stay black for about 10 seconds while Atmosphere - Woman with Tattoo instrumental plays in the arena, and when they turn back on Shadow is already standing inside the ring.
Max: This guy scares me.
Daniel: Why because you have a life? You have a life and have been in cities like Miami, how does Shadow scare you?
Mina: And coming out next, the other half of the WPW Tag Team Champions, The Shadow.
Daniel: The Shadow may scare young children, but he is one half of the WPW Tag Champions.
When the bell rings, The Shadow and Big Red start out. When they lock up, the Shadow immediately drops Big Red with a DDT and goes for a quick cover.
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Kick out after one. Shadow picks up Red and picks him up for a vertical suplex, and holds him up there for a good five seconds before dropping him hard to the ground
Daniel: And look at the power shown by The Shadow right there.
Shadow begins stomping on Big Red in the middle of the ring, and Raymond Rover comes in to try to break it up. The ref fights with Rover to get back in his corner, and in the meantime, Shadow Irish Whips Big Red into the corner where Van Risen is waiting. Risen gets into the ring and both men double-team Big Red by stomping on him in the corner. When the ref turns around, Risen gets back outside the ring onto the apron. The ref says some words to Risen and looks on at the fight.
Daniel: And look at this despicable strategy by the Darkness.
Max: Remember Danny, all’s fair in love and war.
Daniel: But this is neither, and it’s hard to watch this kind of cheating.
Shadow tags in Van Risen, and Van comes in. Van Risen picks up Big Red and does a big German Suplex as Big Red lands hard in the middle of the ring. Big Red begins to crawl toward his partner as Van watches it and is amused by the weakling try to fight. When Big Red gets near Raymond Rover, Van Risen pulls Red’s feet into the Darkness’s corner. Risen grabs Big Red’s head and pulls him up. He kicks him hard in the gut, and then tags in the Shadow. Shadow climbs to the top as Risen leaves the ring. Big Red is standing, but very groggy. Shadow leaps off the top rope and smashes Big Red in the face with a clothesline. Big Red drops, and Shadow goes for the cover.
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2….
Raymond Rover comes in to break it up.
When Shadow picks up Big Red, Red fights back with some elbows to the stomach area. Big Red punches Shadow in the face, runs into the ropes, and connects with a big clothesline. Big Red then goes to tag Raymond Rover in.
Daniel: Finally Red Rover can get some offense here.
Max: Well Darkness have been beating up on Big Red this whole match, I think he deserves a break from the action. Now Darkness can beat the shit out of Raymond Rover
Daniel: Remember, the FCC watches wrestling very carefully. Pick nicer words that don’t offend the children that shouldn’t be watching this anyway.
When Raymond Rover comes in, Shadow is crawling toward his partner Van Risen in the corner, but Rover won’t allow that, and he pulls Shadow back into the middle of the ring. Rover runs into the ropes and hits a Rolling Thunder on Shadow, which results in a cover.
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2……..
3…Kick out by Shadow.
Max: Near fall Danny Boy.
Daniel: Max, can you just call me Daniel, or even better, Mr. Justice?
Max: No.
Rover picks up Shadow, but Shadow hits with a big left handed sucker punch and runs over to tag Van Risen in. The tag is made and Van Risen comes in with a purpose. He grabs Rover from behind and locks him in a Full Nelson. Before long, he picks up Rover from the Full Nelson position, and slams him hard to the ground. Risen goes for the cover.
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Kick out.
Risen runs over to Big Red and punches him down, causing Big Red to fall down to the ground.
Daniel: Now what the hell was that for?
Max: Well I guess he’s signaling the end is near, and he doesn’t want Big Red to interfere in the cover.
Daniel: That just sickens me. Can’t he just focus on what’s in front of him?
Van Risen goes back to the match, picks up Rover, and does a hard-hitting move called the Sadness. Rover is left in the middle of the ring not moving at all. Big Red is still on the ground, just beginning to move. Then the camera goes back to the action.
Max: And Risen hits with the Sadness. This has to be the end of the match. The Tag Champs will stay the same!
Risen then locks in the Passion. He holds it there, and Raymond Rover is trying not to tap out. Big Red comes running in, but Shadow stops big Red with a Back Body Drop, and Big Red rolls out of the ring. Shadow leaves the ring and just wants to keep and eye on Big Red, but it doesn’t matter, because Raymond Rover taps out to the Passion.
The bell rings.
Mina: Here are your winners and still WPW Tag Team Champions, Shadow and Van Risen, The Darkness.
"Gant" By Mynis plays and Darkness leaves the ring and walk back up to the door that leads backstage
Daniel: Well Shadow and Van Risen retain the WPW Tag Gold in a very well fought match, by both teams.
Max: Yes, but my favorite team won, and that is Van Risen and Shadow.
Before TNT goes to commercial it catches JMC and his sister Sophie finally standing from the bleachers to leave the track and go toward the ring. Sophie grabs her purse but then suddenly screams and drops it to the floor. James quickly looks over to the purse to see a dead pigeon sticking out of it. James kicks the bleacher in front of him angrily and the cameras quickly go to another shot of Mike Foxx lacing up his boots. Inside the locker room steps "Cowboy" Billy James and Mike Foxx looks up with disgust.
Foxx: What do you want?
James: By crackin, there you go, wrestling in your itty bitty purple undies again!
Foxx: Get out of here, I have a match to compete in, and unlike you, I don't plan on getting boo'd by fans who ran out of energy to chant "Boring"!
JMC and Sophie are seen walking backstage, and once again, the door of Carlos Gonzalez's office is shown.
James: Wait here Sophie, Carlos and I need to talk man to man about this...
JMC dissappears into Carlos' office and Sophie waits outside the office taking in a deep breath. At the end of the hallway a figure is seen walking, and as he gets closer to the camera, the unmistakable smirk of Airborn is seen. Airborn gets to Sophie and she jumps.
Airborn: Well, hiya Sophie.
Sophie: What do you want?
Airborn: I was just curious to know if you saw my match tonight...
Sophie: I saw you lose...
Airborn slams his hands against the wall, trapping Sophie inside his arms.
Airborn: You litte bitch! You're the one who started all my problems! You! If not for you and the loss of fans I have as a result of you, I'd be a champion by now!
Sophie screams and JMC comes running out of Carlos' office. Airborn takes off as JMC looks his way angrily.
Daniel: My God, Airborn has some nerve!
Max: I gotta say, even I can't agree with Airborn's actions as of late.
The camera leaves JMC backstage and goes to the ring for the start of the next match.
Race Car Match
Mike Foxx vs. Twizted
"Ole" by the Bouncing Souls hits as a countdown from 10 starts. Once the countdown reaches 0, it'll speed back up as red and blue lights swirl over the place in a rave like way. Booker T.-type pyro hits as Twizted walks out to huge cheers. He walks out of the doors checking his wrist before sliding into the ring. Twizted then walks over to the turnbuckle and hops on before he bends over with his fists together, and pauses. Twizted rises up, kisses his fists, and throws his arms up while looking into the air. Twizted corkscrews off the second rope, landing nicely. Twizted removes his fedora hat and tosses his bandana into the crowd before pulling the bandana covering his mouth down to his neck. Twizted then pulls his cap out of his pocket and places it over his head backwards before waiting for his opponent... Mike Foxx.
Mina: The following contest is a Race Car Match! The only way to win this match is to slam your opponent threw the windshield of a car. Coming out first, weighing in at 257 pounds, hailing from just South of Heaven, Twizted!
Daniel: This should be one hell of a contest, Max.
Max: Damn right, Danny. The only way to win this match is to slam him threw a windshield.
Daniel: This will be no easy task, I can tell you that.
Max: Damn right, Danny.
Daniel: Max… shut up.
Crazy Bitch by Buckcherry hits and Mike Foxx’s long black Limo pulls out through the grass. His limo driver opens the door and Foxx slowly gets out. Looking around him at the sea of people. He looks at them as if they are nothing to him. Then slowly walks to the ring.
Mina: And his opponent, from North Richland Hills, Texas, weighing in at 189 pounds, “The Main Event” Mike Foxx!
Daniel: This man lost his chance at the WPW Tag Titles just 7 days ago to the team of The Darkness.
Max: Actually, Mike Foxx and Mike “Dildo” Nutts lost their chances.
Daniel: Well you could say that, but I would rather focus on the match at hand, and not on Mike T. Nutts. And Max, notice how I said his real name, and not the weapon he uses.
Max: Danny, do you have a problem with fun?
The bell rings, and Foxx and Twizted lock up in the center of the ring. Foxx connects with an uppercut, knocking Twizted back a few steps. Slightly blinded, Foxx takes control with strong left and rights to the temple.
Daniel: Foxx is letting his anger out tonight.
Max: Well, what do you expect? He’s been challenged on his underwear.
Daniel: What?
Max: A man’s tights are on question, no time to explain!
Twizted gets knocked against the make-shift ropes, and Foxx charges towards him looking for a clothesline. Twizted ducks out of the way of the charging big man, as he crashes into the turnbuckle. Twizted swings his arms at Foxx, crashing them off of his head and back with rapid succession. The referee gets between the two and pulls them apart. Twizted takes the opportunity to throw a thumb into Foxx's eye.
Max: Great job by Twizted there!
Daniel: What do you mean? He bluntly cheated!
Max: Come on. Fair is as fair does.
Twizted backs off into his own corner as Foxx stands in his own corner. Both wrestlers charge towards the center of the ring and tie up. Foxx gets the upper-hand, and throws him backwards into the corner. Twizted just sits for a second in the corner staring back at Foxx, almost in a state of shock. Twizted gets up again and once again wants to tie up. Foxx complies and once again throws him backwards into the corner. Twizted gets up again and gets in Foxx's face and asks for another tie up.
Daniel: Now what is he thinking?
Max: He wants to be thrown, let him get thrown
Foxx has finally had enough. He unloads on Twizted with a huge punch that knocks him off his feet onto the canvas. Foxx hits several more punches to the body of Twizted. Twizted is trying to cover up, so Foxx switches his attack and pounds away at his head. Twizted manages to successfully back into the corner which makes the referee come over to restrain Foxx. As the ref is pulling Foxx away from the corner, Twizted jumps back up to his feet and pokes him in the eye. He drops a stunned Foxx on his head with a DDT.
Max: See, the trickery is afoot!
Foxx rolls out of the ring, and heads down for the car lot. He limps away, with Twizted following nearby
Max: Foxx, running away
Daniel: Or trying to get to the objective of this match, and throw him into a windshield!
Max: Oh Daniel. You and your… logic
Foxx gets some good distance between him and Twizted. Twizted starts to pick up his pace. He’s almost sprinting to catch up with Mike. Twizted is alone in the car lot. He can be heard calling out for Mike Foxx. Twizted looks up and down each car, with Foxx nowhere in sight.
Daniel: Where did Foxx head off to?
Max: Ah… the mind only sees what it wants to.
Daniel: What?
Max: Read it off a fortune cookie. Thought it was insightful.
Daniel: Just damn it…
Twizted is still searching for Foxx. He is overlooking the middle of the lot, but still can’t see anything. Out of nowhere, the car door closest to Twizted flings open, and Twizted hits the ground hard.
Daniel: It’s Foxx!
Max: That tricky bastard hid inside the car, and waited for him
Daniel: Well, points for creativity.
Max: But it won’t win him the match
Foxx stomps Twizted, having major effect on him. Foxx picks up Twizted and backs him into the car. He Irish whips him off the car, and throws him into the car next to him.
Max: What an Irish whip!
Daniel: Yeah, but he has to go through the window, not the car
Foxx locks in a side headlock on Twizted. He drops down onto his stomach, putting more pressure on the head of Twizted. Foxx wrenches in on the headlock and its trying to cut off the air going to the brain of Twizted. Twizted is flailing his arms into the air, desperately trying to free himself. He drops to one knee, and looks like he may pass out.
Daniel: Well, a good effort, but it won’t do much good here.
Max: You can’t win that way Foxx.
Twizted gets up onto his knees, as Foxx applies more pressure on the headlock. Twizted gets back to his feet and throws elbows into the mid-section of Foxx. Foxx looks dazed, as Twizted ties up with Foxx. Twizted grabs Foxx by the shoulders, drops on his back, and monkey flips Foxx into the opposite car and through the car door window.
Daniel: Holy damn! He went through the window! It’s over!
Max: Not yet.
Daniel: What?
Max: He went through the car window, not the windshield. The match continues.
As Foxx gets back to his feet, he is met with a dropkick that sends him down onto his back. Foxx barely looks like he can form a thought. Twizted climbs up to the top of the car and waits for Foxx to return back up to his feet. As Foxx staggers, he is greeted with a missle dropkick from atop the cars!
Twizted backs off him as Foxx uses the open car door to pull himself up. Twizted runs forwards at Foxx and tries for the spear. Foxx moves out of the way, however, and Twizted goes crashing, shoulder first into the door closed by Foxx. Twizted collapses to the floor in pain.
Max: Gotta love those moments. Anything can happen!
Foxx walks over towards Twizted and goes to pick him up. Twizted, however, grabs his tights and sends Foxx face first into the wheel. Twizted stomps him and smashes down on his back with clubbing forearms. Twizted picks Foxx up to his feet and rams a knee into his stomach. Twizted follows up with a side Russian legsweep. Twizted picks up Foxx again and hits him with a backbreaker. Twizted pulls Foxx over to the side and climbs up the car again. Twizted leaps off and nails Foxx with a diving elbow drop!
Daniel: Twizted looks about ready to finish the match off here!
Max: Noo! Defend your underwear Mikey!
Twizted climbs on top of the red racecar and waits for Foxx to stand. Foxx stands and Twizted comes off the top of the car with a shooting star hurricanranna, but Foxx doesn't fall with the move! Foxx holds onto Twizted and turns around to run toward the blue race car. Foxx powerbombs Twizted onto the wind shield, but the glass doesn't break!
Daniel: Bad break there for Foxx.
Max: Bad break, have you ever tried breaking the glass of a windshield? It's build Ford tough!
Daniel: (Whisper) Ford's not the sponsor.
Max: Shit...
Foxx climbs on top of the race car and pulls Twizted up lean forward, then jams his head between his legs. Foxx hooks the arms, and jumps to his knees in a pedigree like fashion to hit the Money Clip on Twizted, right on the wind shield! The windshield does not break though.
Daniel: What the hell?
Max: What in the world will Foxx have to do to get this windshield to break here tonight?
Foxx brings up Twizted for a second pedigree, but Twizted counters with a low blow uppercut! Foxx goes to his knees and Twizted plants him with a Greetings From the Bronx right on the windshield! The windshield cracks, but still no break!
Daniel: These men are gonna be knocked out long before that glass breaks.
Max: Wait, what is Twizted doing here?
Twizted grabs Foxx by the head and throws him into the driver's seat, then slams the door on his leg. Foxx screams and pulls his leg in as Twizted shuts the door again. Twizted reaches into the car as the referees begin screaming no at him. Twizted smirks and starts up the engine.
Daniel: Oh my God, what is he doing here?!
Twizted opens the door one more time and reaches into his pocket. Twizted pulls out a wrench and nails Foxx in the head with it. Foxx slumps down and Twizted cackles evily.
Daniel: Don't do this!
Twizted pulls a barbell from the other race car and moves toward Foxx's car, but Foxx suddenly opens the door and catches Twizted in the mouth with the glass of the window! Twizted drops the barbell on his foot as everyone suddenly looks to see another race car speeding toward the action.
Daniel: Hey! This is a closed environment!
Max: Get that crazy guy out of here! Security!
Foxx sees the car coming, and Twizted while limping dashes Foxx but Foxx catches him and throws him high into the air in a high angle back body drop! Twizted flips above Foxx's head and on the way down lands right on the speeding green race car and goes smashing through the window!!!!
Daniel: HOLY SHIT!
Max: WE NEED HELP OUT HERE!
The faces of the announcers and fans alike turns to one of pure horror as the car slows down, and Twizted lie unmoving inside the broken glass. The door to the car opens, and out steps "Cowboy" Billy James. The crowd boo violently as Foxx looks up to James in disbelief, then just simply walks away frmo the scene. Chris Matthews, Oscar Gonzalez, Hitman Mark, Jessica, and even The Stallion all come running out to check on Twizted, everyone's faces looking very serious.
Daniel: I don't know what to say... We'll be right back... I just don't know what to say...
Daniel: We're back, and lets take you back to a moment ago to what happened just before the commercial break.
Twizted drops the barbell on his foot as everyone suddenly looks to see another race car speeding toward the action.
Daniel: Hey! This is a closed environment!
Max: Get that crazy guy out of here! Security!
Foxx sees the car coming, and Twizted while limping dashes Foxx but Foxx catches him and throws him high into the air in a high angle back body drop! Twizted flips above Foxx's head and on the way down lands right on the speeding green race car and goes smashing through the window!!!!
Daniel: HOLY SHIT!
Max: WE NEED HELP OUT HERE!
The faces of the announcers and fans alike turns to one of pure horror as the car slows down, and Twizted lie unmoving inside the broken glass.
The camera shoots now to a live feed of Twizted lying on a stretcher and being placed in an ambulance.
Max: Is he breathing?
Daniel: Cowboy Billy James better hope so, because if that man doesn't survive, there are about 600 witnesses of a murder here tonight.
Chris Matthews climbs into the ambulance with Twizted and shuts the doors behind him as the ambulance drives off into the night.
Max: The show must go on, right?
Daniel: Yes, I suppose it must. Check wrestlepower.us over the week for updates on Twizted's condition, and I really hope this kid can pull through, but I don't know if he'll ever be the same again...
Van Risen is exiting the arena after his win, tag title on his shoulder, when Amanda runs up behind him, she yells after him.
Amanda: Van!
Van stops but doesnt turn around
Amanda: Van! Can you hear me?
Van: Yes Amanda, I hear you.
Van still doesnt turn around but Amanda catches up to Van Risen.
Amanda: Why aren't you stopping then?
Van: I'm pretty sure i am stopped... Is there something you need... A thanks for finding me a partner, for getting me this gold?
Amanda breaths heavily as she catches her breath.
Amanda: I didn't come here looking for a thanks, but I would like to know why you've been distant from me. I didn't even see you after Activation was over, I wasn't expecting anything, but it would have been nice to just say hello.
Van: It's who... It's what I am, trust me being close to me might be your deepest regret in the future.
Amanda: Why? I don't understand why you have these walls around you. Why do you hide behind that mask Van?
Van adjusts his mask after she says this, he finally looks at her.
Van: Maybe im not hiding, maybe im protecting everyone else.
Van pauses.
Van: Or maybe, just like humans tend to have, I have a past im trying to get away from.
Amanda: Well you don't have to protect me Van, and I don't need to know your past. I'd just like to have... Ya know... Someone to be around when the cameras are off, someone I can watch the show with... And ya know, I'd like to help you and Shadow in your matches, afterall, it is my investment isn't it?
Van: I do owe you, but i must tell you, the puppets always turn on the master, and you will one day hope to forget me and the words you have spoken. Until then, do as you wish.
Amanda: I'm a puppet to you?
Van: Everyone is a puppet, even i am, however, i choose to take control and become the master, pull your own strings and you are above it all Amanda, and that is something I can give you.
Amanda: Well, I came from Carlos' office earlier, and he told me that Darkness would be on Live next week, but he said I actually had a match. Me! Against some new girl named Brooke I guess. I was wondering if you wanted to accompany me to the ring?
Van: Yes chi... Yes Amanda
Amanda: Chi?
Van: Nothing, i appolgize for my slip... I am tired
Amanda nods, then with her head down she walks toward her car. Van steps forward suddenly.
Van: Wait...
Amanda looks up, then back to Van Risen.
Van: Not tired enough to miss out on a drink... Will you?
Amanda smiles and nods to Van. Amanda and Van Risen then walk off in the parking lot as the camera fades to it's final commercial break.
Number One Condership Singles Match for the WPW Heavyweight Title
The One vs. Dust
Mina: Ladies and gentlemen up next is tonight’s main event, the number one contender’s match for the WPW Heavyweight Title. But first….
Sophie Cassius is already standing in the ring as she hands her piece of paper to Mina.
Mina: Here to actual provide commentary worthy of the Bard himself, is the inaugural WPW World Heavyweight Champion. He is a Champion’s Champion, thy Prince of Cats, and still the Undefeated Usurper of the throne…James Moriarty Cassius.
James Moriarty Cassius walks out to such fanfare only the sound of revving engines can be heard behind him. JMC walks down the ramp and takes his seat next to Max and Daniel.
JMC: Forsooth gentlemen, how are thee tonight?
Daniel: Was that English?
Max: I think it was Olde English. Well anyway this one should be a barn burner, let’s go to the ring.
Mina: First coming to the ring he is Dust!
'Dust and Bones' by the Guns 'n' Roses goes out over the PA. After 13 seconds the Peoples King steps through the doors with his hands raised at his sides. Dust does a twirl and gives the crowd a cocky smile as his bodyguard The Black Russian steps through the doors behind Dust. The Peoples King makes the walk through the dirt and grass talking smack all the way down. Dust ascends the ring steps, pauses on the apron to pose and steps between the ropes into the ring. He hits the nearest turnbuckle and raises his hands up at his sides again before talking some smack.
Mina: And his opponent….from Parts Unknown, this is The One!
Heaven Besides You hits and the Lights go out and one single white light shines from the tracks, it focuses on The One standing in the entrance he walks out the doors and enters the ring and does The god like pose on the first turnbuckle he sees. He then walks towards the turnbuckle on the opposite side and looks to the sky.
Daniel: You know after all that backstage crap, and making The One all tense, Carlos has decided not to come to the ring after all.
Max: He just did it to piss The One off, take him off his game if you will.
Dust is talking to the referee as One turns around on the turnbuckle and lands a dropkick right on the People’s King as the bell sounds.
Daniel: Ooh and looks like One doesn’t want to waste anytime.
Max: James, I was wondering how it feels to be a champion here in WPW let alone our first champion.
JMC: Well, in truth Maxwell, it feels absolutely breathtaking.
Daniel: Despite the fact you had to cheat to win?
JMC: I have no idea what you are talking about.
One is going to town on Dust’s head raining down lefts and rights on his crown. One gets up and bounces off the ropes and drops a leg across the throat of Dust. One then makes the God like pose and jumps straight into the air and points both his knees down at the stomach of Dust, but Dust rolls out of the way at the last second as One’s knees crash to the mat. Dust rolls to his feet and lands a quick dropkick right to the face of One who is sent down to the mat still holding his legs.
Max: Looks like Dust may have an early advantage here.
Daniel: If One’s legs are severely injured that will greatly limit his offense.
JMC: I surely hope that Dust follows up on that timely move that One missed.
Dust grabs One’s leg and starts kicking at the back of his knee. Dust then hooks the leg with his arm and drops down driving One’s leg into the mat in a DDT fashion. Dust then pulls One to his feet who is noticeably limping a bit. Dust locks up with One and ties him up in a hammerlock. One tries to free himself with back elbows, but Dust backs out of the way and quickly drops to his knees with a chop block to the knee of One. One drops to a knee as Dust bounces off the ropes and delivers a diving lower clothesline to the back of One’s head.
Daniel: Oh nice series of moves there by the People’s King.
JMC: How did Dust acquire this title of People’s King, I wonder?
Max: I believe it was self appointed there champ.
JMC: Only peons give themselves trumped up nicknames.
Dust walks up behind One and grabs his leg but this time One kicks away and nails Dust in the shoulder several times. One rolls to his feet and clothesline Dust down. Dust pops back up and gets clotheslined down again by One as the godlike superstar is gaining some momentum back. Dust gets back to his feet only to be scoop slammed by One. One now lifts Dust to his feet and Irish whips him into the ropes. One bounces off the opposite ropes and delivers a kitchen sink right to the abdomen. One then hops to the nearest middle turnbuckle and nails a Shining Wizard off the second turnbuckle and quickly goes for the cover.
1……………….2……………….Dust kicks out at two!
JMC: I’m not sure if that was a wise move by One there.
One seems to be favoring his knee as he rolls to his feet as Dust does as well. One charges at Dust for a spear but Dust quickly delivers a dropkick to the knee. Dust then stomps at One and runs off the ropes and bounces off the second rope going for a Lionsault. One rolls to his back out of the way as Dust flips over him and lands on his feet. One nips up quickly and nails a huge side shuffle kick to the side of the head but lands on his bad knee and falls to the mat.
Max: Wow what high impact action right there, this is what a title shot means to these two men.
Daniel: Who do you think you’d rather face at this point champ.
JMC: By my heel, I care not.
The ref is slowly counting both men as it seems that a loud revving of an engine is filling the arena almost making the count inaudible.
JMC: Do you blokes hear that?
5……………………..
6………………………
7…………………….One is trying to get up with assistance from the ropes.
8……………………Dust is slowly gaining his bearings.
9…………………..One and Dust both get to their feet. With Dust getting up first.
One and Dust lock up again and Dust delivers a kick to the front of the knee as Dust grabs One in a front face lock. Dust hooks the arm and gives One a big time vertical suplex, but doesn’t release the hold. Dust spins his hips and picks One back up again and delivers a second vertical suplex, but still doesn’t release the hold.
Daniel: Dust is giving One Three Cheers here it seems.
Max: Good it looks like this one is about wrapped up, I have a post show engagement.
JMC: I do head you have quite the…oh devil what do the kids say….hopping social life.
Max: I told you Danny Boy!
Dust spins his hips one more time and lifts One up in a Fireman’s Carry. Dust smiles and brings One down with a huge Death Valley Driver! As Dust gets to his feet and acknowledges the fans the revving gets much louder and seemingly closer to the arena.
Daniel: Sounds like these race car fans are getting ready to leave as well.
Dust climbs up to the top rope and eyes the One and makes the godlike pose on the top rope.
Max: He’s going to use One’s own finisher against him! He’s going to make an Unbeliever out of The One!
All of a sudden the monster truck Grave Digger rumbles out from the entranceway crushing the two decorative cars near the rampway and charges full speed down to the ring bumping into the front of it causing Dust to lose his balance. Brock Goodman climbs out from the driver’s seat with a fire in his eyes.
Daniel: What the fuck!!
Max: Holy shit!!
JMC: Oh bugger…
Brock uses the truck to climb up onto the top rope where Dust is and quickly delivers a C4 off the top rope as Dust lands on The One. Brock then gets to his feet and stares a hole though JMC at the announce desk. JMC looks like he’s seen a ghost.
Daniel: Damnit, Brock is supposed to be barred from the arena, now look what he’s done!
Max: Do you think Brock cares if he’s been banned from somewhere?
Brock hops over the top rope as JMC quickly bails from over the railing and runs through the crwod with his sister Sophie not far behind. JMC hops in a car and quickly speeds away as someone left the keys in it. Brock stands on the announce table starign out into the crowd as the bell rings.
Mina: The winner by disqualification…and new number one contender….DUST!!
The One screams "Bullshit" as Brock gazes through Mina as he hops off the table and walks towards her. Brock tosses her aside and grabs the chair she was on and the ring bell. Brock brings both items into the ring and picks Dust up. Brock slaps Dust in the face and then places the top of the chair under his throat and spikes the chair down so it crushes up against the larynx of The People’s King. Brock then stomps on One’s knee who was just getting up and drops the bell on the mat. Brock scoops up a practically lifeless One and Tombstone’s him right onto the bell busting him open.
Max: This just isn’t right damnit!
Brock then stand in approval until he spies something. Brock heads to the outside and picks up the WPW title laid right next to the annoucne table and grabs it and holds it above his head as he climbs onto the annoucne table with Max, Daniel, and Mina fleeing for their lives as the show comes to a close.
Credits
Graphics
Author: Jesse Long
Backstage Segments
Writer: The Judge
The Stallion vs. Johnny Saxton
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Justin Dreamer vs. Airborn
Writer: La Madrid
Ray Williams vs. MVP
Writer: People's King
Darkness vs. Red Rover
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Mike Foxx vs. Twizted
Writer: Phillyman, HBK619, & The Judge
Dust vs. The One
Writer: Mike Adams