The Judge
09-05-2006, 04:57 PM
Attendance: 631
Daniel: Hello everyone, I'm Daniel Justice, and beside me is Max Stockton, and we want to welcome everyone to Tuesday Night Turmoil. We're coming to you live from Jacksonville Beach, Florida, in the Freebird, the Home of the Lynyrd Skynyrd Legend!
Max: Lynyrd who?
Daniel: We've got an awesome show lined up for you tonight, so without any further hesitation, let's get to the first match of the evening...
Singles Match
Van Risen vs. Brooke Baker
"Gant" By Mynis burns throught speakers as Van Risen steps out from the side door. As the chorus words stream over the speakers he raises his left hand high into the air, adjusts his mask, looks to the side as Amanda comes out the doors behind him, a smile on her face, and then he walks forward at a healthy pace.
Mina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California. Being accompanied by Amanda Rhyme, weighing in at 240 lbs. Van Risen!
Daniel: This all started when Brooke Baker took on Amanda Rhyme two weeks ago, and quite frankly, dominated her in the ring. After the match, Van Risen got a back cracker for his trouble, and Brooke has challenged him to this match here tonight.
Van slides under the ropes and then jogs to the turnbuckle, jumping up onto the second turnbuckle and doing a pose that is a mix of Orton and Styles. The Freebird quiets down as Van's music stops playing, and then "Call Me When You're Sober" hits the speakers.
Mina: And his opponent, from London, England. Brooke Baker!
The Freebird goes dark as the slow intro plays. As the rock beat kicks in multi-coloured lights flash on the stage until the vocals start and Brooke jumps out onto the stage. The lights continue to flash in time with the music as she walks energetically down to the ring, ignoring the fans on her way. She slides into the ring.
Daniel: This woman has come here tonight to fight, and I believe she has a point to prove.
Max: That sex sells?
Daniel: ...No. That she is as good, or better than the boys.
Max: Oh...
Brooke Baker smirks as she walks up to Van Risen. The corners of Brooke’s lips curl up as she sticks her chest out, and Van looks for a moment but then looks into the crowd. Brooke looks disappointed, then slaps Van across the face.
Daniel: Uh oh, that smarts right there.
Max: Well what kind of fag is Van Risen anyway? Did you hear what he said this week about Brooke’s breasts?
Van Risen touches the mask on his face as he slowly looks back to Brooke, a smile forming under the mask.
Daniel: What did he say?
Max: To not show them. Not to show them, but to NOT show them. He said he has awkward tastes! Sounds like a sausage lover to me Danny.
Daniel: Oh will you stop?
Van touches his face and tells Brooke “One more time.” Brooke laughs a bit, then slaps him one more time across the face. Van turns back quickly and yells at her “That’s what I like! Now we’re talking!”.
Max: Uh…?
Brooke raises her right eye-brow Rock style, then runs to the ropes to bounce off and hit Van with a clothesline, but Van stays on his feet and nails Brooke with a clothesline of his own!
Max: Ahhh! No!
Daniel: Oh Jesus, what did you think would happen during the match Max?
Max: I was hoping for the puppies to pop out, but I just saw double sided tape!
Daniel: Sigh…
Van Risen, seeming to easily ignore the male-female factor, stomps Brooke in her expensive chest then proceeds to drop to his knees and pull Brooke to a sitting position where he locks in the rear chin lock.
Daniel: Van starting this match off on a technical note, after a few brawling tactics that is.
Max: I still don’t think this match is right, a man, wrestling a woman?
Daniel: Brooke Baker wanted to get in the ring with men, it’s time to stop drawing a line for what women can’t do Max, and stop creating dumb titles like a women’s title, when they’re perfectly capable of wrestling for the titles men hold.
Brooke struggles out of the rear chinlock but Van quickly stands and drops an elbow to her shoulder sending her back down on her back. Brooke stares up at the lights for a moment in time to see Van stand over her, his shadow engulfing the figure of the smaller woman, and driving another stomp into her chest. Brooke gasps for air as Amanda cheers on the outside and Van looks to her for approval. Brooke’s chest heaves as she sits up again, looking to fill her air with lungs before Van Risen goes back to a knee and cuts that air off with another rear chin lock. Brooke stands with the rear chin lock and sends a hard elbow into the ribs of Van Risen. Risen releases the chinlock but not before he grabs hold of Brooke’s arm and twists it behind her back in a hammerlock instead.
Daniel: Nice technical showing here by Van Risen.
Max: Technical my ass. If he wants to impress me, the best way he can do that would be to forfeit the match.
Daniel: Why Max?
Max: Because he has no business wrestling her in the first place.
Daniel: Don’t forget Max, it was Brooke that attacked Van Risen.
Max: Right, but it’s okay for a woman to beat a man, the man just can’t hit back.
Daniel: Is that how you justify that black eye you’ve been sporting all week?
Max: …
Van holds the hammerlock as Brooke swings her other arm wildly in pain. She reaches behind her but when she does Van quickly turns his back to Brooke’s back, then underhooks both her arms and attempts a backslide but Brooke flips completely over Van and lands on her feet. Brooke kicks Van right in the nose as Van’s back snaps back and he goes back to an upright standing position. Brooke nails Van in the chin with a hard right hand, then grabs him by the wrist and whips him into the ropes. Van takes a breath as he reaches the ropes, then holds onto the top rope to stop himself from bouncing off. Brooke charges Van but Van is ready for her as he crouches his body down and tosses Brooke up and over the top rope, sending the woman crashing down to the floor.
Max: Ahhh! I have to go check on her!
Daniel: Stay here, she’s probably tougher than you.
Van Risen grabs hold of the turquoise top rope with both hands and plancha’s himself over the top rope, but Brooke Baker quickly dodges and Van flies right into the stage!
Max: Van Risen has just taken center stage, but unfortunately for him, probably not in the way he imagined it.
Daniel: And that stage is all wood ladies and gentlemen, he might want to check for broken bones, maybe a missing tooth.
Brooke walks up to Van on the stage and giggles as she sees him holding his mouth. Brooke places her boot on the back of his head and pushes his face down into the stage, rubbing it on the glossy wood. Amanda Rhyme runs to the stage and screams for Brooke to stop, and Brooke turns around to get in Amanda’s face. “Stay out of this little girl!” Brooke yells at Amanda, then stomps Van Risen hard in the back of the neck. The referee begins a ten count.
One!!!
Brooke ignores the referee’s count and crouches beside Van Risen to begin nailing him with right hands in the back of the neck at the base of the skull.
Daniel: Jesus this woman is vicious!
Max: I love it!
Two!!!
Daniel: Like I said, judging from your eye, I can tell.
Max: …
Three!!!
Brooke continues punching Van when Amanda comes up behind her and grabs the back of her arm she’s throwing punches with.
Four!!!
Brooke turns around and sends her elbow right into Amanda’s face knocking her back.
Five!!!
Brooke moves to the ring and rolls under the bottom rope, then back to the outside to restart the count.
Max: Smart, smart woman.
Brooke walks up to Van Risen and sends a hard kick to the small of his back, and Van holds his rib in pain, maybe a result of him crashing into the stage. The ref restarts the count.
One!!!
Brooke smiles as she sees Van holding his rib, then directs her kick right at the rib.
Two!!!
Brooke continues kicking hard at Van Risen’s rib when Amanda comes up behind her again and wraps her arms around Brooke.
Three!!!
The ref is about to warn Amanda when Brooke sends another back elbow into her face, then turns around to face her.
Four!!!
Brooke charges Amanda and clotheslines her to the hard ground, but picks her up again.
Daniel: Good God, Brooke is in solid control!
Five!!!
Brooke suddenly reaches forward and with both her hands she grabs both of Amanda’s breasts to the crowd, Max, and Amanda’s surprise!
Six!!!
Amanda looks wide eyed at Brooke as Brooke suddenly squeezes hard. Amanda throws her arms helplessly at Brooke, more to plead to her than to stop her.
Max: Yes! Now come do it to me!
Daniel: God you’re a freak Max.
Seven!!!
Amanda’s knees buckle as Brooke continues squeezing hard, then suddenly she pushes Amanda forward, Amanda’s back being slammed hard into the ring apron!
Eight!!!
Brooke reaches down and pulls the pink T-shirt off Amanda’s back, then throws it into the crowd as the men in the front row go wild, and Van Risen runs up to Brooke from behind.
Nine!!!
Van holds his rib as he grabs Brooke by the back of her booty shorts and throws her under the bottom rope and into the ring. Van slides under just in time to break the count as Amanda lies motionless on her chest outside the ring.
Daniel: Lord all mighty, Brooke Baker just destroyed another woman on the outside of the ring, WHILE she was in a match with another man.
Max: Gotta love a girl that’s willing to take on another couple.
Daniel: Now normally I’d agree, but knowing you, that statement had nothing to do with wrestling.
Max: Wrestling?
Van stands but suddenly grabs his rib in pain, and it’s all the advantage Brooke needs to quickly wrap her arm around his head applying a front facelock. “You wanted to face me from the front?!” She screams at him. “I’m in front of you now, do something! You’re pathetic!” Brooke continues to scream at Van Risen as he struggles with the facelock with one arm, and his rib with the other. Brooke then grabs Van by the back of his mask and pulls his face up to her chest and begins rubbing her goods in his face. Van closes his eyes as Brooke follows up the chest rub with an uppercut right to the jaw, and then falls to her knees and sweeps Van Risen’s legs right out from under him.
Max: See I told you he was a little but fruity in the booty, he closed his eyes when Brooke rubbed his face in her chest! I can’t even pay her to do that to me, and believe me, I’ve tried.
Daniel: You realize how pathetic you sound out here week after week?
Max: Not as pathetic as Van Risen makes himself. He’s so stupid, he thought Hamburger Helper came with a person, and was disappointed the dumb little puppet on the box wouldn’t talk to him.
Brooke jumps into the air and lands on Van Risen in a splash as the referee counts.
One
T…Kickout!
Van holds his ribs after the kick out though, and is needed to be helped by his feet by the ever-ready Brooke. Brooke turns her lavender clad booty to Van Risen and locks him in a side headlock, then twists over and drives him into the mat again. Brooke looks to Van’s left ribs and sends a hard punch into them as Van screams in pain. Brooke grabs Van by the back of his mask and shoves his face into the mat and says into his ear, at a volume the camera can barely capture, “Why don’t you forget about that bimbo on the outside of the ring and try out a real woman”. Van quickly rolls over and headbutts Brooke in the center of her forehead, than follows her to his feet.
Max: Was she talking to me or to Van just right now?
Daniel: Take a guess Romeo.
Brooke turns around to face Van and is caught right in the chest with a knife edge chop. The crowd “Woo’s” as Brooke heaves and holds her chest in pain as she leans against the ropes. Van Risen pulls Brooke off the ropes and applies a front facelock to her, and in the process throws her near arm over his shoulders. Van Risen then grabs onto Brooke’s lavender booty shorts and lifts her straight into the air, holding her upside down before turning her in mid air slightly as if he were going to bodyslam her, then falling to a sitting position and driving her back first into the mat.
Daniel: The Sadness! The Sadness!
One
Two
Kickout!
Brooke Baker gets to her feet once more as Van Risen lay back, his ribs suddenly giving him a sharp pain.
Daniel: Those ribs are really bothering Van Risen here ever since he jumped over the top rope and landed on that stage.
Max: Well you gotta admit, Van Risen was a couple fries short of a happy meal for doing that in the first place when he could clearly see that hitting the stage was an option.
Daniel: I’m not so sure he did. These wrestlers are so used to competing in normal arenas that going to rodeos, race tracks, and live music halls is a bit out of their element. It would be like trying to play football on a basketball court.
Brooke Baker turns around to see Van Risen holding his ribs, so she quickly kicks his hand into the ribs as Van yells out in pain. Amanda Rhyme, with her hands crossed over her shoulders, stands and politely asks a group of people sitting in the first floor dining tables for a shirt. After most of the guys shake their head no, one nerdy guy in the back agrees and begins to take off his own shirt when Brooke Baker performs a baseball slide under the bottom rope and kicks Amanda in the back sending her crashing right into the table. Amanda hits her neck on the edge of the table, then just falls limply to the fans feet as they reach down to pat her on the shoulders and back, and the camera quickly jerks away as one of them tries to cop a feel.
Max: Did I just see what I think I saw Daniel?
Daniel: Ahem… Fist drop right to the head of Van Risen!
Van grabs his face as Brooke Baker places her knee in the back of his neck, then grabs hold of his chin and pulls his face back. Van struggles a bit, but moves his body with the move to avoid the pain. Brooke, frustrated at her failed submission attempt, just nails him with a straight right fist to the ribs as Van squeals. In what seems to be an adrenaline rush, Van grabs the middle rope and pulls himself in one yank right to his feet. Brooke Baker stands as well, but Van Risen is waiting for her and grabs her by the shorts and suplexes her hard into the mat. Brooke’s eyes fill with tears as she grabs hold of her back, but Van Risen doesn’t allow her a moment to rest as he grabs her by the hair and pulls her back to her feet. Van then jumps into the air and turns sideways to strike her with both his knees right in the mouth!
Max: What the hell was that?!
Daniel: It looked like a dropkick with the knees, something I’ve never seen before in my life that’s for sure. That’s unorthodox.
Max: And leave it to this weirdo to pull it out of his nasty little bag of moves.
Van Risen looks to Brooke on the mat, then jumps into the air to land on her with a splash, but Brooke rolls out of the way and Van hits the mat ribs first.
Daniel: Ouch, those wounded ribs!
Max: What kind of idiot wounds his ribs, then attempts a splash? If brains were chocolate, he wouldn’t fill an M&M!
Brooke rolls Van over and hooks the leg.
One
Two
Kickout!
Brooke looks angrily to Mike Posey after the two count as she take a moment to regain her thoughts, her pad covered knee resting on the mat. Brooke then stands and picks up Van Risen from behind before she twists his arm around his back putting him in a hammerlock. Van Risen breaks the hammerlock easily though and turns to DDT Brooke Baker, but Brooke goes to a knee quickly as Van falls back and takes a hard bump on the mat. Van tries to recover quickly but not quick enough as Brooke jumps in the air in front of him and catches his head between her legs as she goes down nailing the fame asser on him. Cover.
One
Two
Th…Kickout!
Brooke Baker pulls Van to his feet by his arm after the kickout, but holds onto the arm for a moment. She interlocks her fingers with his, then leans forward to look him right in the eyes. Van’s eyes look painfully at Brooke as her lips come less than an inch away from his parted lips, cut out by a slit in the mask. She then moves in and kisses his bottom lip softly, but Van suddenly screams as Brooke bites down on his lip, her face clenching as he puts his hand up to her head, trying desperately to pry her off as she still holds onto his other hand.
Daniel: Good lord! She’s biting his lip!
Max: Now that’s what I call unorthodox.
Brooke continues to bite as Van screams and the referee yells at her to stop. The referee counts.
One
Two
Three
Four
Five!!!
“Let him go!” The referee yells as he pulls Brooke off of Van, blood trickling down from his lip.
Max: Who taught this woman how to fight, Mike Tyson?!
Brooke never lets go of the hand of Van Risen though as she roughly pulls him toward her and clotheslines him hard down to the mat. The crowd, not really expecting this kind of intensity from Brooke Baker, sits shocked as she screams at Van Risen. “You want me to be like your stupid pretty girlfriend, huh?! You want me to do some of your dumb girlfriend’s moves? Is that what you like?!” Brooke walks to the turnbuckle and raises her arms to the crowd for approval, but is met with a loud chorus of boo’s. “Fuck you all then” she screams back at them, then suddenly breaks into a cartwheel and lands on Van Risen with a splash.
One
Two
Kickout!
Daniel: That was one of Amanda Rhyme’s little bit of offensive maneuvers she pulled off in her match against Brooke two weeks ago Max.
Max: Speaking of Amanda Rhyme, can we get some damn help out here? She’s still laying knocked out over by those fans.
Daniel: Thankfully security stopped them from… Whatever it is they were trying to do to her.
Brooke Baker stands and slaps her hands together, as if she were dusting them off as the crowd boo’s and Van Risen sits up in pain. Brooke sees Van and charges him, jumping into the air and hitting a dropkick right to his chest. Van’s body snaps back and Brooke Baker stands again, the blood now running down Van Risen’s chin. Van Risen uses his elbows to crawl to the corner, and once Brooke Baker sees him a smile spreads across her face. She points to Van, then charges to hit him with the Bronco Buster but Van Risen rolls out of the way and Brooke hits the bottom turnbuckle crotch first!
Daniel: Ahhhh! Brooke couldn’t connect with that one!
Max: I better go check on her!
Daniel: In the mood for another black eye?
Max: No, but I’m in the mood for a bronco buster.
Brooke slowly prys herself out of the corner as Van Risen gets to his feet behind her. Brooke slowly stands and turns around as Van grabs her by the wrist and whips her into the corner on the opposite side of the ring. Brooke hits the turnbuckle back first and Van pulls her out of it by wrapping his arms around her body and arms, and belly to belly suplexing her hard into the mat. Van hooks the leg.
One
Two
Kickout!
Van stands and pulls Brooke Baker up with him. He looks out to see Amanda lying unconscious outside the ring, her shirt off, and rage fills his eyes as he jumps into the air and drives his knee upward, uppercutting Brooke in the chin with his knee! Brooke almost falls but manages to stay on her feet by turning around, but Van Risen, anger still coursing through his body, turns his back to Brooke Baker and drops her to the mat with a vicious neckbreaker!
Daniel: The sight of Amanda Rhyme in pain has really lit a fire under Van Risen.
Max: But the question is can the fire last? Don’t forget, you play with fire, you’re bound to get burned, and Van Risen better put this match away fast before Brooke regains control, like she has all match.
Brooke holds her neck in pain but still manages to get to her feet but is once again caught from behind by Van Risen and lifted up and dropped back down hard on her back in a back suplex. Van Risen then lifts Brooke off the mat and places her over his shoulders and on his back.
Daniel: Van Risen is going for Love, his version of the Gory Special Bomb here! If he connects with this move this match is all but over!
Van holds Brooke for a moment, but seems to be struggling as the pain in his ribs is too great. He regains his balance after a moment, but a moment is all Brooke needed to slip out and land on her feet behind him. Brooke takes a step backward and leans into the ropes, and as Van Risen turns around Brooke comes flying off the ropes with a diving cross body! Brooke holds onto the leg!!!
One
Two
THREE!!!
Last second kickout!
Daniel: My God! Van Risen almost lost the match right now!
Max: Almost? You just haven’t seen the next thirty seconds, but I can tell you what’s going to happen…
Brooke sets up behind Van Risen as he painfully gets to his feet, his hands never leaving his ribs.
Daniel: She’s going to hit him with the back cracker here…
Max: Show the woman some respect, it’s called the Brooke Breaker!
Daniel: Well I’m sorry Mr. I don’t think the women should wrestle the men!
Max: Apology accepted.
The corners of Brooke’s lips turn upward as Van finally gets to his feet and stands upright. Brooke quickly grabs him by the shoulders and leaps backward, placing her knees upward to connect with his back but Van Risen holds onto the top rope and Brooke goes crashing alone to the mat! Van holds onto the ropes, taking a moment to analyze the situation when he looks forward and sees a man sitting at the table in the front, reaching down to grope Amanda Rhyme again.
Daniel: Get that fan out of here!
Max: Wait… Danny… That’s not a fan…
Van Risen’s eyes light up in fire as he recognizes the man.
Max: It’s Airborn!
Van quickly exits the ring and flies at Airborn, clotheslining him into the table. Airborn backs up as Van Risen trips over a chair, and Brooke Baker hits him with a clubbing blow from behind. The referee yells for them to get back in the ring, and as Van Risen stands to face the ring Airborn slams a wooden chair over his back breaking it!
“THAT’S IT!” The referee yells and calls for the bell.
Mina: The winner of this match as a result of a disqualification, Van Risen!
Brooke Baker slowly looks to Van Risen, angry over the announcement, and grabs one of the wooden legs of the chair that broke off and hits Van Risen right in the ribs with it. Van Risen yelps in pain as Airborn comes forward now as well and kicks Van Risen square in the ribs. The ring bell sounds over again when suddenly Shadow comes running from the stage. Airborn and Brooke both take off running as Shadow gets to Van Risen, and goes to one knee to put one hand over Van, and one hand on a shirtless Amanda, who still lies knocked out beside him.
Daniel: My God look at the carnage here, and this is still just the beginning of the night.
Max: I have a feeling it’s gonna be a bad night here in the Freebird Daniel.
Daniel: Me too… Ladies and gentlemen, we hate to do this, but we need to go to commercial break. We’ll be right back.
TNT comes back from commercial break to show JMC having just arrived at the arena with Sohpie at his side. On his way into the arena he suddenly stops and loos forward, and upward. The camera pans to the side to reveal Brock Goodman standing in front of him.
Brock: Well well well, you decided to show up after all then?
JMC shifts the title on his shoulder as a small smirk spreads across his face. Sophie sees her brother's smile and reaches out to grab his arm, a smile spreading to hers as well.
James: Well, call me crazy, but it sounds a little like you might have been worried. Tell me Brock, are you afraid of Dust?
Brock frowns, then looks to Sophie and tosses a dead pigeon at her. Sophie's smile instantly fades away as she shrieks and Brock laughs and turns to leave. JMC looks pissed off as the camera cuts to the ring.
Six Man Tag Team Match
Sgt. Pain, Mike Foxx, & Airborn vs. The Stallion, Chris Matthews, & Ben Whyndam
Mina: The following contest is a six-man tag team match.
Your Religion by Chosen hits and Airborn comes out of the door, walks down to the ring and flips off the crowd. He goes to the right turnbuckle when the music hits it’s peak and is staring angrily at the crowd, takes off his hoodie, flips off the crowd again, and climbs into the ring.
Mina: Coming out first, from Mearth, Ireland, Airborn!
Daniel: Airborn is coming fresh off a Tag Team win with Jesse Long last week.
Then King Nothing by Metallica hits and Sgt Pain comes walking out. He gets to the ring and scrapes his boot on the side of the ring. He goes into the middle of the ring, bows his head, puts his arms in an X, and throws them back and Sgt paces around the ring.
Mina: Coming out next, from Valley Forge, Pennsylvania, SGT Pain!
Daniel: According to my card, SGT Pain was trained by Killer Kowalski and has been in two feature films, Desire to Wrestle one and two, under the name Vis, and has served in the United States Armed Forces.
Max: Well he’s here in WPW now, and he is already among my favorite wrestlers for what he did to Stallion last week.
Daniel: Well I can’t say Stallion didn’t deserve it, but I can say we better watch out for this soldier.
Then Crazy Bitch by Buckcherry hits and Mike Foxx walks threw the door. He doesn’t have his limo this week. He walks down to the ring and is looking at the 600+ people as though they mean nothing.
Mina: Coming out next, from North Richland Hills, Texas, The Main Event, Mike Foxx!
Daniel: The question remains, did this man hire SGT Pain to interfere in his match last week, or did SGT Pain come out on his own to make a name for himself, Max?
Max: Why are you asking me this, Danny, I have no way of knowing!
Daniel: Carlos, I know you’re watching. Can I get a new partner?
"Anxiety" by Black Eyed Peas hits as Matthews comes out to cheers from the fans. He walks down to the ring and checks his wrists before sliding into the ring and taunts the crowd.
Mina: Coming out next, from Beverly Hills, California, Chris Matthews!
You Know Your Right by Nirvana hits and Ben Whyndam comes out the door walking, nice and simply down to the ring, but he doesn’t get in.
Mina: Coming out next, from Melbourne, Australia, Ben Whyndam!
Max: Is Ben making his TNT debut?
Daniel: Don’t you pay attention, of course he is! But why isn’t he getting in the ring, and why is Chris Matthews getting out to be along side Ben?
Max: Once again, you ask me questions I have no way of answering!
"Take On Me" by Reel Big Fish hits, but after the beginning countdown, you don’t see Stallion come bursting out.
Mina: Coming out next, from Dallas Texas, Stallion.
Daniel: Well, Stallion should be coming out next, although I don’t know why he’s not.
Max: One of two things happened, Danny. He either is too hurt from the beating SGT Pain gave him last week, or he’s to scared to get in the ring with Mike Foxx and the Sgt again.
All of a sudden the camera cuts to the ring and Stallion is seen beating up Mike Foxx. He beats Foxx into a corner, Airborn runs out of the ring and attacks Whyndam and Matthews, and Stallion grabs Sgt Pain and throws him out to where the other men are.
The bell rings.
Daniel: OH MY GOD, Where did Stallion come from!?
Stallion picks Foxx out of the corner and Irish whips him into the opposite one, and then follows it up with a Splash. When Foxx bounces back, Stallion grabs his head and DDT’s him. On the outside the chaos has settled and all four men are in their respective corners. Foxx lies in the middle of the ring, Stallion goes into his corner, but doesn’t make a tag. He climbs to the top, and jumps, does a flip, but Foxx was luck enough to move just in the knick of time. Foxx crawls over just quick enough to make a tag to Sgt Pain.
Daniel: And Sgt Pain makes his first appearance in a match in his career as he is tagged in by Mike Foxx.
Max: And this is a historical moment, perhaps the wrestler with the most potential is in a match for the first time in his career.
Stallion is still crawling over to go for a tag, but Sgt grabs him and pulls him back to the middle of the ring. Pain picks Stallion up and gives a few hard punches right to the skull. After 3 Stallion falls flat on his back. Sgt Pain goes to the back, left corner where no one is, and Stallion begins to get up. Stallion turns around and Sgt goes running in for a clothesline, but Stallion dives out of the way and Sgt Pain runs hard into the corner. This gives Stallion just enough time to make a tag to Chris Matthews, who steps into the ring.
Daniel: A Tag is made by a desperate Stallion.
Max: Yea, Daniel, he is desperate for something, but not what you are thinking of.
Daniel: Max, you are sick.
Matthews runs over to Sgt Pain but gets met with an elbow right to the face. Pain puts Matthews into the corner where he himself was, and punches him hard again in the face. Sgt then puts Matthews to the top rope as SGT Pain goes to the middle, hooks the arm…
Daniel: Oh My God what a Superplex but SGT Pain!
Max: That’s right, SGT, do more of that!
SGT Pain goes for the cover on Matthews.
1………
2……..
Whyndam comes in for the save.
Daniel: I wonder if that would have been it.
Max: We will never know, my son.
SGT gets up and looks angrily at Whyndam, who runs out of the ring looking scared. Matthews puts SGT into a rollup.
1………
2….
Kick out by SGT Pain.
Matthews picks SGT up but gets hit with some elbows to the stomach. SGT then breaks free, runs into the ropes, and hits with a clothesline. Sgt then walks over very calmly and makes a tag to Airborn.
Daniel: No offence to Airborn, but I think SGT Pain just made a big mistake by tagging him in. He had such good power and control, and he gave it up for nothing.
Max: I have confidence in Airborn. I mean he won his tag match last week with Jesse Long.
Matthews is crawling over to make a tag, but Airborn grabs his ankle and lock in the Ankle Lock. Matthews is screaming in pain, but here comes Stallion to break up the hold. The ref kicks Stallion out of the ring, and doesn’t miss anything significant. Airborn picks up Matthews, Irish Whips him into the ropes, but Matthews comes flying back with a clothesline so hard that Airborn ends up doing a backflip. Matthews goes over to Ben Whyndam.
Daniel: And Ben Whyndam is also making his debut today, don’t forget.
Max: Its easy to forget about that bum, he’s no SGT Pain.
Daniel: I get the feeling your sexually attracted to SGT Pain, Max.
Whyndam, before getting into the ring, goes to the top rope, and goes for a Shooting Star Press, but Airborn gets out of the way.
Daniel: That is the second time someone has missed jumping from the top rope.
Airborn is crawling for a tag, but Whyndam gathers himself in just enough time to stop the tag from being made, and uses all the strength he has to pull Airborn out of the reach of Mike Foxx. Whyndam sets Airborn up on his back on the left side of the ring and bounces against the ropes and goes for a Rolling Thunder, but Airborn rolls out of the ring to avoid the impact.
Daniel: Well I wonder if we will see Ben Whyndam again after this, his body is getting pretty banged up.
Max: Well don’t forget about Don Carlito, he got banged up, but you can expect him to be back. It’s not like we will never see him again.
Whyndam gathers himself up fast again, and jumps onto the ropes, not the turnbuckle, but the middle of the top rope, and jumps off and lands with a cross body on Airborn! All four other men get off the apron and go over to check on their partners, but it evolves past that. SGT Pain and Mike Foxx both go over and beat up on Stallion, while Chris Matthews tries to help Ben Whyndam up. Whyndam gets up fine and rolls Airborn back into the ring. Matthews however goes and joins SGT Pain, Mike Foxx, and Stallions’ brawl.
Daniel: All hell has broken loose on the outside.
Whyndam goes for a cover.
1………
2………
3…… No
Airborn just barley kicks out. On the outside, SGT Pain throws Stallion into the steel steps, and Mike Foxx smashes Chris Matthew’s head on the ring post, and both men head back to the corner. Back in the inside, Whyndam is punching Airborn in the corner. Whyndam then jumps to the middle rope, then puts his legs around Airborn’s head, and does a Whyndamarona, sending Airborn to the middle of the ring, and Whyndam wants to make a tag, but both his partners are out cold on the outside.
Daniel: Why is he looking to make a tag anyway?
Max: Danny, do not ask me questions I have no way of knowing the answer to, that’s three times this match!
The mistake of looking for a tag comes back to haunt Whyndam, because he turns around too late and he sees Airborn making a tag Mike Foxx. Foxx comes running in with a clothesline. Whyndam gets right back up, and Foxx smashes his face into his knee. Foxx then walks right up to Whyndam’s head, and drops a Leg Drop.
Daniel: I bet Whyndam wishes his partners were there now, and not knocked out on the outside.
Max: Actually, Chris Matthews is beginning to move, Danny.
Daniel: Very lucky, I must say.
Mike Foxx then goes to the top rope and waits. Whyndam begins to get up, turns around, and is met by a Flying Cross Body from Mike Foxx. Foxx lands in a pin.
1………
2………
3……. NO Kick out, just barly.
Daniel: And Whyndam barly keeps his team alive, here.
Mike Foxx begins arguing with the referee, which gives Ben Whyndam just enough time to make a tag to tag in Chris Matthews. Matthews comes running in and meets Foxx with a clothesline, SGT Pain comes in and gets clotheslined as well. Foxx rolls over to his corner, and Airborn tags himself in.
Daniel: What is Airborn doing, he’s too tired to get back in there.
Max: Hang on, what the hell?
As Foxx continues to argue with the referee, The Shadow slides under the bottom rope and enters the ring.
Max: What the hell is he doing here?!
Daniel: What do you think? He's getting revenge for what happened a few minutes ago!
Max: Ref! Turn around!
Foxx tells the referee to turn around but the referee only fights with him more as The Shadow grabs Airborn and pulls him down harshly into his knee performing a facebuster to him! Shadow then quickly superkicks Airborn in the face, and rolls out of the ring as the referee turns around, not seeing anything.
Max: Bullshit!
Matthews takes advantage of this, as he locks in the Rodeo Driver and slams Airborn to the ground. He runs over and pushes Mike Foxx and SGT Pain off the apron, and runs for the cover.
1……..
2……..
3……..
The bell rings
Mina: Here are your winners, the team of Stallion, Ben Whyndam, and Chris Matthews!
Daniel: What a finish to this one, eh Max?
Max: Eh? Are you Canadian, Danny.
Daniel: Do- never mind.
Anxiety by Black Eyed Peas hits as the 3 winners, Stallion included walks back to the door, but SGT Pain and Mike Foxx chase them down and the music cuts. Sgt Pain throws Matthews and Whyndam down to the ring, while Mike Foxx attacks Stallion. Sgt Pain and Foxx give eachother High Fives as King Nothing by Metallica hits and both men walk back.
The camera cuts backstage as the TNT theme begins to play and shows The One sitting in his locker room, a shadow next to him.
The One: No, trust me, I understand, it's just not the right time... Don't worry, you can show your face soon...
Max: Damn! Let that voice reveal itself!
Daniel: We'll be right back and The One will take on Dan Murph.
TNT comes back from commercial break where finally a shot of Amanda Rhyme being wheeled on a stretcher into an ambulance is shown. They finally load her inside, and the paramedics go around to the front of the ambulance as one jumps inside with her. Another paramedic tells Van Risen and The Shadow that they'll have to wait here.
Daniel: About time, geez!
Max: Poor Amanda...
The ambulance drives off, and the camera changes to show it turning the corner and driving further out the parking lot, but a blue camaro is blocking the exit, with it's trunk popped open.
Daniel: What the hell is this?
Suddenly Brooke Baker runs up behind the ambulance and pulls open the doors. The paramedic inside looks shocked but Brooke quickly grabs him and throws him out of the ambulance and into the concrete! Van Risen and The Shadow see from the distance and take off running. Brooke quickly pulls loose the straps on the stretcher and throws a limp Amanda Rhyme on her shoulder. Amanda moans but Brooke takes off running with her. Van and Shadow are pretty far back but Van picks up his speed. Brooke rushes toward the car that blocked the ambulances exit and throws Amanda into the open trunk and closes it. Brooke runs to the passenger door and grabs it and quickly gets in as Van closes in on the car, the adrenaline making the pain in his ribs vanish.
Daniel: MY GOD! They're kidnapping Amanda!
Max: Who's they? Who the hell is helping Brooke Baker do this?
The car quickly backs up turning to the side, not at a proper angle to simple leave, and Van lunges for the car and jumps on top of the trunk. Brooke looks back at Van worriedly and begins screaming to the unknown driver. The driver turns the wheel and drives forward back toward the arena and drives forward fast but then suddenly hits the brakes, flinging Van Risen forward off the car and right in front of it. Van stands and in a classic deer in the headlights moment he looks up to see a speeding Camaro driving at him, and just as it was about to hit him The Shadow spears Van Risen knocking him out of the path of the car. The car just barely misses Shadow as well, then quickly makes a U-Turn and drives out of the arena.
Daniel: My God! Someone stop that car. Someone stop that car!
Max: You going to be able to call this next match Daniel?
Daniel: (Sighs) I can try... Coming up next is a match that has the interest of the entire wrestling world. It's the One versus Dan Murph. Muprh is merely a pawn of WPW chairman Carlos Gonzalez in his quest to rid his company of the One.
Max: You know if you were to ask me....
Daniel: Nobody did.
Max: Shut up! Anyway, if you were to ask me about the situation brewing between the One and Mr Gonzalez I would describe it with one word.
Daniel: What?
Max: Explosive. This feud is just waiting to explode and when it does.... Oh man watch out. One/Gonzalez makes McMahon/Austin look like an episode of 'Hart to Hart'.
Daniel: I can't disagree with you there. This feud all started with the announcement that the One would not be competeing in the WPW title tournament because Carlos feared a loss in revenue.
Max: Listen we are just lucky Skittles were the only ones to walk.
Singles Match
Dan Murph vs. The One
'Heaven Besides You' hits to a pop from the tipsy crowd in the Freebird. A single spotlight shines down on the side door as the One steps through. The One pauses for a moment before making his way across the floor toward the ring, serveral fans patting him on the back as he goes. The God like superstar slides in beneath the bottom rope and climbs the nearest turnbuckle. The One looks out over the crowd for a few second before striking a God Like Pose. One drops down and heads for the opposite turnbuckle to look to heavens.
Daniel: You know when the One first appeared in WPW he was nothing short of an all out heel. The fans despised him and in many ways rightfully so. But this feud he has started with Gonzalez has turned the One into quite possiblt the biggest babyface on the WPW roster.
Max: Well lets face it Danny everyone, bar myself, would love nothing more then to be able to slap their boss right across the face.
Daniel: Of course you wouldn't do that. You'd rather Carlos tead bagged you.
Max: Daniel Justice I am appalled!
Daniel: Oh please. A few more of those Mojitos and you'll be on the floor.
Max: Hey, open bar for the WPW staff.
The music cuts out and the One waits in the center of the ring for the arrival of Dan Murph. A few shouts of encouragement for the One can be heard from the crowd but it seems they maybe having some technical difficulties because Murph isn't showing. The One readjusts his elbow pads as he waits. He looks to the referee who can only answer with a shrug.
Daniel: Folks we are not sure what the situation is but there is onviously some problem in the back. If anyone can hear us we are waiting for the arrival of Dan Murph.
Max: Hello! There is only so much of the One not taking an ass kicking that I can stomach.
Daniel: The crowd here are........ Wait a minute!
Max: Look who it is!
Carlos Gonzalez is standing by the side door with a mic in hand. The WPW chairman gets a mixed reaction from the half drunk crowd. The One walks to the ropes and leans over them, shouting out at his boss. Gonzalez looks at One with a smile and shakes his head before raising the mic.
Carlos: One, what the hell are you doing in my ring!? I booked WPW Tuesday Night Turmoil into the legendary Freebird because I wanted to create a unique atmosphere that no one would ever forget. I booked WPW here tonight so that I could put on a show befitting to the Freebird. I booked WPW here tonight but seemingly there was an oversight. See to make this a night to remember and to have an unforgettable card I require one man to not be here... You! So as of right now I am pulling Dan Murph versus the One off of Turmoil because you aren't worth the airtime and you damn sure don't belong in this bar here tonight. Don't go looking for Murph either because I sent him away to pick me up a cup of coffee from Starbucks, a sponser you have yet to manage to scare off. So One, get the hell out of my ring and get the hell out of this bar. Now if you will excuse me, I have a tace I wish to work out of my system.
Gonzalez lowers the mic with a smile but the crowd don't return the smile, showering the boss with 'Bullshit' chants. The One is livid and roars out at the smiling Gonzalez who is patting his stomach mockingly.
Daniel: Carlos Gonzalez has taken this too far. He is denying the fans what they want. There are alot of people here tonight who wanted to see the One versus Dan Murph.
Max: Like who?
Daniel: Well for starters me!
Max: Selfish bastard.
The One is motioning for Carlos Gonzalez to bring it into the ring. The owner starts to shout at the One, goading him and getting the superstar madder. It seems One won't leave the ring until Carlos makes his way into the squared circle. Gonzalez starts nodding vigorously and walks toward the ring to surprise of the crowd and the delight of the One. Dan Murph slides into the ring behind the One with a steel chair! One senses him and turns around... What a shot from the chair!
Daniel: What a shot! Dan Murph just took the Ones head off. It seems Murph had never left the building
Max: Carlos is always one step ahead of the One. See that is a reason why he is the boss Danny.
Daniel: Carlos Gonzalez looks like a kid at Christmas with that smile stretched across his face.
Carlos is indeed all smiles and gives Murph permission to continue the assault. The Irishman grips the chair tighter and waits for the One to rise. He maybe a while because the One is out off his feet, his eyes glazed over. One battles his way to a seated position and tries to regain himself.... Murph brings the chair down across the Ones crown, denting the steel! Ones neck just went down like an accordian as his brains ggot scrambled. Murph drops the chair and holds his arms up for some serious heat. Dan Murph brings the One to his feet and holds him up with a hand under the chin. Ones whole body is sagging and he can't even raise his head to look at Dan. Without Murphs support the One wouldn't even be able to stand. Murph pulls back and connects with a solid right hand, crumbling the One back down the mat. Dan Murph laughs and shakes his head, asking the fans what they see in the One.
Daniel: This is a damn disgrace. Dan Murph is showing no respect whatsoever to a fellow sportsman. It is all about the money with Murph. He has sold his soul down the river.
Max: Yeah but at least now he has the money to buy a riverside condo on that river.
Murph brings the One to his feet once again and drills him with a right hand that sending the One falling back against the ropes. He rebounds off them slowly and into another right hand that knocks him back. Off again and Murph looks for the big one... Ducked by the One! One gets behind and Dan Murph turns into a flurry of right hands to the face! The crowd come to life as the One starts to connect with right hand after right hand to the face of Dan Murph. Knee to the gut from Murph slows the One down and he sends him for the ride with an Irish whip. Clothesline from Murph is ducked and the One comes back off the ropes.... Lariat drives Murph to the mat! One is up with a roar and the crowd are feeding off him.
Daniel: Don't count the One out yet. This may not be an offical match but the One isn't going to let Dan Murph dance all over him.
Max: Referee! We need a referee out here to break up the henious assault.
Daniel: Shut up!
One is set and roars for the flustered and downed Dan Murph to get to his feet. Carlos Gonzalez is up onto the apron and the One catches sight of him out of the corner of his eye. Carlos is like a rabbitt caught in the headlights as the One turns quickly and grabs him by the collar... One drags the chairman over the ropes and into the ring! The crowd are going nuts as One drags the now frightened Gonzalez to his feet and starts to roar at him. Carlos tries to beg off but the One is emphatically shaking his head. One pulls Carlos up onto his shoulder and the pop is deafening.
Max: Wait! He can't do that to the boss. Someone dial 911.
Daniel: Repeat after me, God-Like-Drop!
Max: Ahhhhhhhh!
One does a turn to every corner so that the crowd can see Carlos in position. He strikes the God Like Pose and the crowd chant for the move that is coming..... Dan Murph drills the One with the steel chair right across the face sending him down and saving Carlos Gonzalez! The crowd heat is unreal and that was one hell of a stiff chairshot. Murph tosses the chair down and a close up on the one shows a nasty gash across his forehead from where that chair connected. Gonzalez rolls away gripping onto the ropes as Dan Murph drags the One up, who's body now seems to a lifeless vessel. Murph drags the One up into a Firemans Carry and looks into the eyes of his boss. "Drop him down!" is the call from Gonzalez. F5 onto the steel chair!
Daniel: Oh for the love of..........
Max: Well there is the price you pay when you take Skittles away from the boss.
Daniel: The One is a bloody mess and.... What the hell are they doing now.
Carlos grabs a mic from Mina and leans against the ropes, a smile on his face.
Carlos: My apologies, it seems I was wrong to take such a contest away from the people. Sound the bell please because Dan Murph versus the One is going ahead after all.
Daniel: Has he lost his mind!?
The crowd heat is massive as the bell sounds. The One doesn't seem to be concious and Dan Murph stands over him, his hands on his lips and a big smile plastered across his face. Murph turns the One over and and hooks both his arms before pulling back into a seated Cobra Clutch on the One!
Max: The Black Death!
Daniel: This is revolting, I am refusing to call this action any further.
Max: You won't have to because the One won't be concious for too much longer.
Dan Murph is leaning back and screaming his head off, blood is running down the unconcious face of the one. Ray Ramsey checks the One and has seen enough, calling for the bell after just a couple of seconds! The crowd heat is unbelievable but bell or not Murph keeps the Black Death applied on the battered and bloody One.
Mina: Here is your winner by a knockout, Dan Murph!
The crowd respond with huge heat as Murph finally decides to let the One loose. Ones face falls down into the canvas and he lays there motionless. Carlos Gonzalez steps back into the ring and grabs the wrist of his man, rasing Murphs arm into the air to huge heat as 'Stricken' hits.
Daniel: This sickening, we'll be right back.
TNT comes back from commercial to reveal Van Risen and The Shadow standing in the parking lot, talking to police as the camera cuts to the ring.
Fatal Fourway Match for the #1 Contendership of the Florida State Championship
Jesse Long vs. Justin Dreamer vs. Nick Comoroto vs. Johnny Saxton
Mina: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are now ready for our Fatal Four way Number 1 Contenders match....for the Florida State Title
First coming to the ring.....from Trenton New Jersey.......”The Incredible” Nick Comoroto
Blow Me Away by Breaking Benjamin comes over the speakers as Nick pushes open the side door....he looks around the venue before sliding into the ring and picking a far corner....he looks up at the upper floor...he cringes.
Mina: The next combatant coming to the ring...... From New York, New York........Johnny Saxton
“Black by Sevendust plays as Johnny takes a step through the door way.....he takes off his sunglasses and takes his time to look around the venue as well, his eyes lock onto Nick as he lifts himself into the ring and choosing the opposite corner....he stretches a bit as Mina introduces the next wrestler.
Mina: The third wrestler in this match, hailing from Los Angeles, California.......Justin Dreamer
“Wait and Bleed by Slipknot comes over the speakers, Dreamer comes out the door way, he lifts a steel chair into the air and waits for his pyro...then he remembers there is none this time around....he slides quickly into the ring....and then rushes right for Saxton
Saxton ducks as ducks a huge chair shot that ends up nailing the top turnbuckle.....Dreamer is shaken up as Saxton locks his arms around him and drives him down with a huge German suplex......Dreamer hits and then rolls out of the ring, the chair still in his hand.....he lays on the mat for a bit.
Mina: And the final member of this match......coming from right here in Jacksonville Beach, Fla......”The American Icon” Jesse Long
America By Santana and P.O.D., with an America The Beautiful intro starts up and Jesse steps out into the door way, he throws his hands into the air.....then he takes his turn to rush the ring......before he makes it in though Dreamer is in front of him with that same steel chair
Dreamer swings forward just in time for Jesse to catch the chair with his now mid air foot....Dreamer is smashed in the face with a huge running VanDaminator
He is laid out yet again on the mat as Saxton rushes Nick.....Saxton lands a heavy right that drops Nick to his back since he was busy watching Dreamer get nailed.
Daniel: All of these men seem very interested in getting this match started Max.
Max: And the bell has yet to be sounded.....
Daniel: Well at least we know your ears work right still.
Max: your momma said the same thing to me last night.....ooooo burn
Daniel: that just hurts my head Max.
Saxton Immediately starts stomping away at Nick in the corner.....he seems to start targeting his left shoulder and arm with his brutal kicks.
Saliva starts to spurt from Nicks mouth with every boot that nails him....Saxton seems to be alive with energy as the crowd starts chanting out loud with each stomp.
Jesse Long slides into the ring and runs up behind Saxton.....A dropsault drives Saxton into the top turnbuckle, and as he bounces back Jesse is there with the school boy roll up
1..........
We then all realize that the match hasn’t started yet
Nick kicks Jesse in the side hard.....Jesse releases Johnny and rolls over in time to get an elbow drop from Nick across his chest.....Nick grabs his arm after he lands and lets out a grunt of pain....he gets back to his feet and grabs Jesse by the hair, Jesse drives his elbow into Nicks tummy (thats right I put tummy ) And then again...then brings his elbow up and tries to slam Nicks nose through his head, Nick stumbles backwards a few steps and Jesse stands up and takes a step.....right into a foot to his gut and then another move to the mat as he is driven down to his head with a nice DDT.
Daniel: All these men really want to come out on top.
Max: That would make sense to me man, why there in the match and all.
Daniel: Dreamer is finally making it back into the ring
Justin Dreamer actually crawls into ring finally and the ref calls for the bell.
Nick is the only one standing until Saxton gets back to his feet......Nick meets him with his arms wide open and then wrapped around him.....Nick launches Saxton across the ring with an over the head belly to belly suplex.
Dreamer makes it to his feet and chargers Nick....Nick ducks the clothesline, turns and hits Dreamer with a right hand.....Dreamer fires back with his own right hand.....Nick goes for his own clothesline, but Dreamer ducks it as well, Nicks back hits the ropes and Dreamer takes both of them over it with huge clothesline.
There bodies slap the floor hard
Jesse has made it to his feet using the corner to get up, Saxton clotheslines him into the corner from behind....Jesse stumbles backwards and takes a right hand to his face, then fires back his own....then blocks a right hand from Saxton and hits his own right hand, then another....then he leaps into the air and takes Saxton down with a hurricanrana.
Jesse is fast back up and sees both Dreamer and Nick getting to there feet outside....Jesse takes off and soon goes flying over the top rope and nails both of them with a front flip plancha
Max: I think Jesse Long just broke his ass
Daniel: He might have broken there bodies though...fair trade?
Saxton is stirring in the ring while the other three men stir slightly outside....Jesse having taken less of the blow is a bit faster to his feet and knowing full well what he can get away with starts searching under the ring.....another chair is pulled out Jesse opens it and sets it in front of Dreamer and Nick.......Jesse backs up as Dreamer starts to get to his feet.....Jesse runs forward and jumps up to the chair.....Dreamer bounces from his knee and drills Jesse with a strong gore as he comes off the chair
Saxton rolls out of the ring slowly and starts to lift Nick to his feet.
Dreamer lifts up the chair as he gets back up.....he turns and fires for Saxton’s head......Saxton dives to the side and Nick takes a horrendous chair shot right to his face
Saxton locks his arms around Dreamers waist and hoists him up....Dreamer swings backwards and nails Saxton over the head.....
Dreamer stands alone and lifts the chair high over his head....the crowd as silent, he looks around trying to figure out why......soon he knows why as Jesse low blows him from behind.....Dreamer bends over and heaves.
Max: I hope Justin Dreamer didnt plan on having any children
Daniel: This match has degraded into one huge mess.....
Max: Degraded, it started out as a Cluster Fuck
Daniel: I was trying to add to the match Max.
Jesse grabs the back of Dreamers shorts and his head and starts leading him away from the ring.....they go down an empty isle.....Dreamer scores with an elbow into Jesse’s stomach.....then tries to go upstairs but Jesse blocks in and nails him with a right hand....turns him around and then shoves him headfirst into one of the speakers
Dreamer crumples in front of the speaker....Jesse goes to get him back up but goes face first into the speaker as Saxton hits him with a dropkick from behind......Jesse turns just in time to dodge the boot coming for his back and hits Saxton with a right hand....Saxton goes for one, Jesse somehow manages to dodge it and cartwheel behind Saxton, he then leaps forward and bulldogs Saxtons face right into the unprotected ground.
Jesse turns and gets a right hand from Nick to his face that backs him up.....he bumps into the speaker, then ducks a right hand that has Nick hurting his fist on the speaker....before Jesse can launch an offense though Nick hits him in the stomach with a boot...then a right hand to the face that staggers him back again....he trips backwards and lands on the steps....he scurries up a few before nailing a following Nick with a kick to the gut, Nick nails him with another right hand and they go higher up the stairs.....
Daniel: Jesse and Nick seem to be going to a dangerous area
Max: I have a feeling the next several minutes are going to be some of the highest rated tonight
Daniel: we arnt supposed to talk about that on AIR
Max: Jesse just feel UP the stairs
Jesse took a right hand to the face again this stumbles him backwards and he trips and falls to the top of the steps....Nick races up and sits on top of Jesse and starts raining down blows to his face and neck. Nick pulls Jesse up and nails him with another right hand...Jesse slams his right fist into Nicks face....Nick fires back again....Jesse has his right hand ducked under and soon he is up in the air.
Nick drives Jesse down hard with a huge backdrop, when Jesse hits dust and wood pieces fall from the second floor with the weight of his landing.....Nick doesnt even let him get a breath in before he has him back to his feet, has him by the hair and slams his face into the wall.....and then again....and again.
Jesse leans up against the wall as Nick takes a step back, a clothesline drives Jesse into the wall even more
Nick grabs ahold of him as he stumbles back from the wall, Jesse drives an elbow into his nose...Nick fades back and hits the railing.
Nick throws a right hand but its blocked, Both nick and Jesse soon meet the floor as Saxton hits them with a double clothesline.....he raises his hands high into the air and the crowd gives a small pop from down below.
Daniel: Johnny Saxton picking his spot and coming out on top there
Saxton is suddenly slammed up against the railing by someone....and then up and over
Saxton flips over the railing and falls straight down and through the stage.
Max: I think Justin Dreamer just picked a better spot Daniel.
Daniel: Someone get medics down there and make sure he is still alive
Max: someone get that on tap so I can watch it at home tonight
Daniel: I don’t even want to know what you might be doing while watching that max.....
Medics start to climb onto the stage area to check out Saxton.....
Dreamer turns around gets a right hand from Nick....then Jesse hits him witha high dropkick....Dreamer stumbles back into the railing....the crowd starts to go crazy as he looks to go over.....but Nick grabs him...and then Jesse does....they double whip him right into the wall.....then turn him and whip him backwards, right off the stairs!
Dreamer tumbles down each step with a sick thud and a moan sound....
Nick and Jesse are on each other before he has even hit the bottom, Some medics head right for him as Jesse starts to teeter very near the edge of the steps...but he quickly turns it around and has Nick dancing on the end of the stairs.
Nick suddenly lifts Jesse into the air, spins 360 degrees and drives him to the deck with a spinebuster.....Nick goes for the cover!
Daniel: its no DQ but its not falls count anywhere...Nick needs to get Jesse back down to the ring to end this!
Max: I hope he doesnt choose the fast way!
Nick finally figures out he isnt getting a three count....so he grabs Jesse’s legs and starts heading down the stairs....Jesse’s head bounces down every step along the way......near the bottom Jesse gets a boot free and nails Nick in the ass.
Nick goes face first into that already dented speaker and ends up leaned against it holding his face....
Jesse is up much faster then even he seems to figure, and gets his hands on everyones favorite item a chair.
Jesse folds it up and reaches back....Jesse sandwiches Nicks head between a chair and that speaker!
Nicks knees seem to buckle a little, but he doesnt go down!
Jesse seems angry and reaches back with the chair again....and with another slam to Nicks head his knees straighten! Nicks arms reach up.....Jesse hits him yet again, but Nick stands up straight.....Jesse swings again and Nick ducks, Jesse gets a bit shaken up as the chair smashes full force into the speaker and then makes a screeching sound. Jesse drops the chair and grabs his ears, Nick quickly grabs Jesse and smashes him face first into the speaker and then grabs him by pants and head and starts leading him back to the ring.....he drives him into the apron back first and nails him with a chop to his chest, then a right hand to the face, and a chop to the chest, and a right hand to the face and then a huge european uppercut that drops Jesse to his knees.
Nick lifts up the apron and starts looking!
Max: The hardcore hating Nick Comoroto seems to have lost a bit of his mind with those chair shots!
Daniel: He definitely has that crazy look......
Max: even im scared!
Daniel: Did you wet yourself?
Nick rummages around till he finds a FEW things he seems to like....a ladder, a trash can and a two foot piece of barb wire all on its own......
Each one of these things gets tossed into the ring as he finds them, then Jesse is hefted up and tossed into there as well.
Nick slides in and gets Jesse to his feet, he straightens him up with another European uppercut then whips him into the ropes....he goes for a high knee, Jesse keeps ahold of the leg and rolls Nick up!
1.......
2.......
Nick kicks out hard and rushes back to his feet.....Jesse is up to and rushes Nick but ends up face first into a garbage can!
Nick smashes Jesse over the head with the can, then nails him again, he sticks the can over jesse’s head and drops him to the mat with a nice standing dropkick...
Nick looks around and grabs the ladder.....he puts it over into the corner and gets Jesse back to his feet, the can still over his head.
He whips him into the ladder with a loud clank, Nick rushes the corner and body splashes Jesse, can and all....Jesse drops the mat and rolls a bit the can comes of slowly as he rolls around in pain.
Nick then gets ahold of that barbed wire!
Daniel: Nick has lost his mind!
Max: O man I love this!
Daniel: Don’t do it Nick!
Nick waits as Jesse slowly makes it back to his feet.....Jesse is up to a knee and Nick gets the wire ready and goes over his head.....Jesse gets his hands up and manages to block the attempt!
Jesse and Nick struggle to keep position...Jesse makes it back to his feet still fighting, he manages to get turned around so the wire is between them....he nails Nick in the stomach with a boot and then wraps the wire around Nicks neck!
Jesse pulls back and uses the wire to force Nick to lean back...Jesse drives him down with a Eye of the Hurricane.
Jesse gets Nick back up and locks him up in a full nelson, pressing down hard on the back of his neck.......
Nick squirms around as the wire is still trapped around his neck.....but he gets his head back and gets Jesse in the jaw...he then shoots around and locks in his own full nelson, it isnt long until Jesse pushes him backwards slamming him into the ladder!
As soon as Nick lessons the hold Jesse shoots around him, heads up the ladder two steps turns and leaps off with a big bulldog right onto the garbage can....and he rolls him over for the cover.
1..........
2............
Nick kicks out hard!
Jesse instantly starts working for a figure four!
Nick gets his legs free and scores a double leg take down and starts working his own submission....he gets the legs crossed and attempts to roll Jesse over for the Sharpshooter, Jesse isnt letting him roll him over.....Nick suddenly goes the other way and has the Sharpshooter locked in!
Daniel: Nicks got the sharpshooter locked in tight!
Max: Both men are sweaty though and Nick is bleeding from his neck.....
Jesse claws at the mat and Nick tries to wrench it in even tighter.....Jesse drags himself closer to the ladder, and starts workin his way up the rungs!
Nick tries to push down on him...he seems a little light headed from the blood running slowly down his chest as Jesse walks with his hands up the ladder slowly as well.
Nick steps forward to get Jesse off the ladder, but Jesse pulls it along with them, causing the ladder to fall over and crash down on Nicks head!
Jesse slowly pulls himself out from under Nick and the ladder....he gets up and looks down...then to the crowd, they know what is next and let out a pop as Jesse steps out to the apron.
He leaps up, bounces off the top rope and frog splashes the ladder into the back of Nick!
He pushes the ladder off and rolls Nick over and goes for the cover....
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....Nick kicks out, Jesse looks frustrated and goes for another cover....
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Nick kicks out harder this time!
Daniel: Nick just kicked out of the Long Shot 2.0!
Max: Well no shit Daniel, this is for a title shot, you gotta take someone out by like, throwing them off the second floor or pushing them down a flight of stairs really...
Jesse kicks Nick in the side as anger flares across his face. Nick blocks the next kick and pushes his opponent away.....Jesse comes back at him fast but doesnt see the boot that hits him in the crotch!
Nick scurries over to the pretty squished garbage can and turns to nail Jesse with it but he gets a right hand that drops him back into the turnbuckle.....Jesse grabs the can and nails Nick over the head who falls on his ass in the corner....the crowd starts to pop loud again as they can see what is about to go on, Jesse tries to stuff the garbage can in Nicks face, after a few stiff kicks he gets it to stick in there.
Jesse heads to the other end of the ring and gets out on the apron...everyone can see the VanTerminator coming, so does Dreamer as Jesse hits the top rope and then crumbles to the ground as the chair bounces off his back!
Dreamer slides into the ring and goes for the cover...
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Nick its Dreamer over the back with the can hard......Dreamer rolls off Jesse and Nick gets him back to his feet....Nick hoists him up and looks for The Incredible Driver, but Dreamer squirms out and hits Nick with a heavy right hand and then a left to the gut and another right to the face, Dreamer kicks Nick and drives him hard to the mat with a nice DDT..
Daniel: Dreamer has just made a huge comeback!
Max: and id like to say it was with a might chair like bang to.....
Daniel: good one Max, don’t forget to bang your chest and say “ooga”.
Dreamer then tries a pin on Nick......
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Jesse is there to drop a fist onto Dreamer, he grabs Dreamer by the hair and gets him to his feet, he then lifts him into the air and body slams him onto the ladder....he then heads to the corner....he looks back and leaps to the top rope.....he splits his legs and bounces.....right onto Nicks shoulders!
Nick uses the momentum of Jesse’s maneuver and drives him down right onto Dreamer and the ladder with a huge Incredible Driver!
Nick then drags Dreamer off the ladder and covers him up.
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Mina: And your winner...and number 1 contender for the Florida State Title.......Nick Comoroto!
Nick celebrates his win as the camera cuts outside to the parking lot, where it's not Van Risen seen, but Dust and Boris walking toward the Freebird, a cocky smile on Dust's face.
Daniel: Oh my, it's main event time. JMC and Brock Goodman take on Dust and Boris... NEXT!
Daniel Justice: Hello again folks, and welcome back to Tuesday Night Turmoil. And…..Wow! What a night so far.
Max Stockton: Turmoil has been off the chain this week Daniel. Carlos Gonzalez has given us a great card…..from the legendary FreeBird!
Daniel Justice: I agree Max. We have crowned the number one contender for MVP’s Florida State Championship, as Nick Comoroto will meet MVP at Full Force. That was an incredible match up.
Max Stockton: Of course it was Daniel. This is Turmoil, and this is WPW. Forget the rest. We are the best.
Daniel Justice: And we are not done, Max. Up next is a match that wrestling forums have been buzzing about. This might be the biggest Main Event we have had on Turmoil. James Cassius is teaming with a man that you could say was once a friend of his…..Brock Goodman. But those two have so much tension between them, the question is, can they co-exist?
Max Stockton: That’s an easy one to answer Daniel. NO! Goodman hates Cassius, and I don’t care what kind of relationship they had in the past, they can’t co-exist. Goodman feels he should be the champ, and he will never let Cassius forger it.
Daniel Justice: This is true, but if they want to beat Boris and Dust, they will have to work together. You have to be professional.
Max Stockton: That is bull shit Daniel. I bet you Goodman hangs Cassius out to dry. I bet Brock let’s Dust and Boris have there way with Cassius/
Daniel Justice: Maybe. But speaking of Dust, is there anyone else who is hotter than the self proclaimed “People’s King”?
Max Stockton: Nope. Dust has hit WPW by storm. The guy is on a roll, and he will be the next WPW Heavyweight Champion. Mark it down Daniel.
Daniel Justice: Well that remains to be seen, but nevertheless, this is the first time that Dust and Cassius will be in the ring together. And let’s not forget that Dust and Goodman have issues as well.
Max Stockton: Which is where Boris comes in. The Black Russian is the wildcard here Max, and that big bastard………………..
Daniel Justice: Hey!
Max Stockton: ………….will bring the pain to both Cassius and Brock. Oh…and I wonder if Sophie will come out here with her brother?
Daniel Justice: I wondered about that myself. With Goodman out here, I think she would be safer to stay in the back.
Tag Team Match
Brock Goodman & James Moriarty Cassius vs. Dust & Boris
'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 down the walkway 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 Henderson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, the team of “The People’s King” Dust and “The Black Russian”…….Boris.
Daniel Justice: Whether you like him or not, you cannot dispute the ability Dust possesses.
Max Stockton: How can anyone not like this man? Such great ability. Such a great ring technician.
Daniel Justice: And you are such an ass kisser. (shakes head) Look, we all know of Dusts’ technical prowess. But it is his arrogance and the way he treats others that turns people off. Look at what he did when he was younger. He walked out on his wife and newborn son.
Max Stockton: He did that for a reason. He stays with them, then we are not looking at the next WPW World Heavyweight Champion. A hard decision, but one that was the right call.
Daniel Justice: Are you serious? Give me a break. Dust didn’t have to leave his family behind. He is a selfish prick.
Max Stockton: Watch it Daniel! Or I’ll tell Dust what you called him.
Daniel Justice: (rolls eyes)
Ten Thousand Fists kicks in and out steps Brock Goodman. He looks over the crowd at the Freebird, and then makes his way to the ring. Dust and Boris are on the outside talking smack to the fans. Brock enters the ring and just stares down Dust.
Mina Henderson: And there opponents. Introducing first…..Brock Goodman
Max Stockton: The man who should be wearing Heavyweight gold.
Daniel Justice: We gonna always go through this every time Brock has a match?
Max Stockton: Yes…we will, cause you know I’m right. If it wasn’t for Sophie, Brock would be our champion. And now, he has to sit and watch Dust fight Cassius.
“Teardrop” by Massive Attack begins to play. As the piano begins to play, JMC comes out through the doors. He then pauses, looking around and smiling at the crowd. He then struts to the ring as the drums kick in to the song, he then struts to the ring. He then walks up the steps, climbs through the ropes and spins on the spot like HBK or Kurt Angle does. The fans are going crazy for the WPW World Heavyweight Champion.
Mina Henderson: And introducing his partner….the WPW World Heavyweight Champion…..James Cassius!
Daniel Justice: Well, there he is ladies and gentlemen….the Heavyweight Champion. And Max, looks like Sophie is staying in the back for this one.
Max Stockton: Smart move on her part.
Daniel Justice: I have to agree.
Max Stockton: Oh….and look at our champion. Did he get a tan?
Daniel Justice: Looks that way, but why do you care?
Max Stockton: Just making an observation. The guy was pale, Daniel.
Dust and Boris are on the outside, as Dust is going over his team’s strategy for the match. Cassius and Goodman are staring one another down, as referee Paul Turner takes the Heavyweight title from JMC and hands it to Mina Henderson. Cassius never takes his eyes off of Goodman while handing Turner the title. The fans, must of whom are either drunk or have a real good buzz going, can feel the tension mounting. Cassius then starts to walk towards Goodman. Goodman then walks towards Cassius. The fans are now up on there feet. Boris gets Dusts attention and then points to the ring. Dust sees what is about to happen, and he smiles. Goodman and Cassius come close together, with the taller Goodman towering over Cassius. JMC looks up at Brock, but never says a word. Brock looks down at Cassius, and he clenches his fists. Cassius sees this and takes a step back. He looks at Brock’s clenched fists and then looks back up at Goodman. Dust and Boris watch on with amusement. Cassius then takes another step back, and then another, and then goes to his teams corner. He gets on the apron and then he nods at Brock. Brock seems confused. Dust tells Boris to get into the ring, which the Black Russian does. Paul Turner then prepares us and then calls for the bell.
Daniel Justice: I’m not quite sure what to make of that folks.
Max Stockton: Easy. It’s obvious that Cassius can’t go toe to toe with Goodman, so he is resorting to mind tricks.
Daniel Justice: That or he realizes that he needs Goodman to work with him if they are gonna beat Dust and Boris.
Max Stockton: No way Goodman will trust Cassius. No way!
The bell sounds and the two big men begin to circle one another. Both men try to measure each other up. After a few seconds, they tie up. Both men try to gain leverage on the other, but neither man can. They break the hold and each man steps back. After a few seconds, they tie up again a second time, and the result is the same. They break the hold and each man looks at one another out of respect. Dust calls for Boris to come to him, and he whispers something into the Black Russian’s ear. Goodman waits as Boris comes back out. They go to lock up a third time, but Boris gets a knee into Goodman’s midsection. Boris whips Goodman into the ropes. Brock comes off with a shoulder block that staggers Boris but doesn’t put him down. Boris gathers himself and pounds his chest, telling Brock to do it again. Brock complies with the request, and hits another shoulder block. The result is the same, as the Black Russian pounds his chest even harder. He tells Brock to do it again, and Brock runs and bounces off the ropes. Boris charges in looking for a clothesline, but Brock ducks it. Brock comes off the ropes and nails a flying shoulder block and this time the Black Russian goes down. Boris gets right back up, but Brock is on him like white on rice with some thunderous rights, as the fans start to “Pop” for Goodman. Brock seems confused by this, and this opens a window for Boris to poke Brock in the eyes. Turner saw it, and warns Boris, but the Black Russian could care less. Scoop slam by Boris followed by an elbow drop on the throat of Goodman. Boris gets Brock up and whips him into the turnbuckle. Boris charges in, but Brock gets a boot to Boris’ face. Brock looks for a clothesline, but Boris ducks it, picks Goodman up and nails a nice back body suplex. The Black Russian gets to his feet and then he drags Goodman to where Dust is standing. Boris tags in Dust, to much heat from the fans. Boris clobbers on Goodman’s back while Dust get’s into the ring. Turner is finally able to get Boris out of the ring, but while Turner’s back is to Dust, The People’s King rakes the eyes of Goodman. Dust back Goodman into the corner and lands a few knife edge chops. Dust starts to choke Goodman, as Turner does the five second count. Dust breaks the choke hold at five and then backs away. Turner is busy with Dust and doesn’t see that Boris is now choking Goodman. As Turner is turning around, Boris breaks the hold as a cocky and confident Dust slowly approaches his prey.
Daniel Justice: Dust and Boris had a game plan and they are working it to perfection….albeit they are bending the rules.
Max Stockton: Whatever. I am wondering why JMC is just standing in his corner, not trying to help his partner out? This is a tag match you know. He needs to be working with Brock.
Daniel Justice: Were you not the one who said that Goodman would leave Cassius hung out to dry?
Max Stockton: Well…..yeah…..but that was a bit……
Daniel Justice: Seems like Cassius beat him to the punch.
Max Stockton: And you are just loving that aren’t you?
Daniel Justice: Well…..it is pretty funny.
Dust kicks Goodman in the midsection a few times, as Goodman is still in the enemies corner. Dust taunts the crowd before he runs in with an elbow right into Goodman’s jaw. Dust tags Boris in, and the Black Russian comes in with more kicks to Brock’s midsection. Boris then sets up Goodman, and connects with a nice suplex. Boris makes the first cover attempt for the match.
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Two….. Goodman kicks out, but Boris is on him with a rear chin lock. It is obvious that the Black Russian has been learning some technical moves from his master, as he has it locked on nicely. Dust smiles as he watches his bodyguard disect Brock. Cassius is looking on. He hasn’t moves from his spot since the match begun. After a bit, Brock starts to get to his feet, as the fans start to get behind him. Brock drives an elbow into Boris’ midsection, and then another. But Boris gets a boot to the gut of Goodman to stop him. Boris backs up, near to where Cassius is. All of a sudden, Cassius nails Boris in the back of the head. The Black Russian turns around, his attention on the Heavyweight Champion. Goodman uses this to his advantage as he rolls up Boris.
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Two…. Boris kicks out, and both men are to there feet. Boris goes in with a right but it is blocked by Goodman. Goodman nails Boris with a few rights and then whips Boris into the ropes. Brock connects with a nice spine buster, and the fans applaud. Brock gets to his feet and is confused. “Why are the fans cheering for me?” he wonders. He then looks at Cassius who stares right back at him. After a few seconds, Cassius sticks his hand out for the tag. The fans are going nuts. They want the tag. Brock debates with himself whether he should tag Cassius in or not. Boris is slowly making his way towards Dust. Boris tags in Dust, but at the same time, Goodman tags in the WPW Heavyweight Champion. The Freebird is electric now, as standing in the ring is Cassius and Dust. Dust is standing near his corner, as Cassius comes in, his eyes never coming off of Goodman. Brock goes to the outside, and stands on the apron. Cassius then looks over, and his eyes connect with Dusts’.
Daniel Justice: Here we go folks. This is a moment we have been waiting for.
Max Stockton: Dust is gonna kill that freak that is our “Champion”
Daniel Justice: What the hell? You’ve got some nerve calling Cassius a freak. But who cares? The fans are just waiting to erupt when these two tear into one another.
Dust smiles a “shitty” smile at Cassius and then asks him if he wants a piece of “The People’s King” Cassius has a wicked smile on his face and tells Dust to bring it. Dust says okay and then……he tag in Boris. The fans are showering Dust with intense heat, as Boris steps into the ring. Dust gives Boris some instructions.
Daniel Justice: Is Dust scared to go one on one with the champ?
Max Stockton: Nope. Dust is just measuring Cassius up. That and he is playing with Cassius’ head.
Daniel Justice: I think he is a little apprehensive to face Cassius.
Max Stockton: And why is that?
Daniel Justice: Well….duh! Look at what just happened!
Boris looks at the champ and then starts to laugh. There is a size difference here, and Boris informs Cassius that he is about to crush him. Boris rushes in towards Cassius, but the champ takes him down with a nice leg sweep. Boris back to his feet as he charges in (again) on the champ. But again Cassius takes him down with another leg sweep. Cassius climbs on Boris’ back and then slaps (playfully) the back of Boris’ head. Cassius gets up and backs up. Boris is up, and he is none too happy. Boris charges in again but receives a drop kick to his face. Boris stumbles back. Cassius then runs in and jumps up, grabbing Boris’ head and then plants the big man with a DDT to a nice pop. Cassius makes a cover.
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Two…. Dust comes in with a stiff kick to Cassius’ head to break the count. Turner admonishes Dust and gets him out of the ring. Cassius shakes the cobwebs off, and then looks in Dusts direction. Cassius then grabs Boris’ right arm and then drags him towards Dust. Cassius wants Dust to tag in so they can square off. The fans want it to, but Dust drops down off the ring apron and just shakes his head at JMC. Dust informs Cassius that it will be on his terms, but Cassius is not amused. Cassius then goes to work on Boris, but the Black Russian has had enough time to recover and lands a punch to Cassius’ gut. He then grabs Cassius and then tosses him through the ropes, to the outside….right in front of Dust. Boris then gets Turner’s attention, and as he does, Dust stomps away on the champ. Goodman looks on, but he is making no effort to help his partner out. Dust is kicking Cassius like a man possessed, as Boris still has Turner’s attention. Goodman can stand it no longer, as he jumps off the ring apron and makes his way towards Dust. Dust sees Brock and then back’s away from Cassius. Brock stops about ten feet from Cassius, and then looks at Dust. Brock then looks back at Cassius and then proceeds to move in. Dust backs off. Brock picks Cassius up and then tosses him into the ring. Dust seems to be amused. Looks like Brock wants to win this match, even if it means he has to help out a man he hates. Boris pushes Turner to the side and then as Cassius is trying to get up, Boris comes down with a double axe handle to the back of Cassius. Boris then whips Cassius into the corner, where Dust is now standing. Boris walks over and makes the tag to Dust, who is now more than willing to step into the ring with the WPW World Heavyweight Champion. The heat on Dust is intense, but he could really give two craps about that. He has Cassius right where he wants him.
Daniel Justice: Oh! So now Dust wants to fight Cassius. How convenient.
Max Stockton: It’s smart, Daniel. You just hate Dust cause he is the smartest wrestler alive.
Daniel Justice: I don’t hate the guy, Max. I just wish he would fight a fair match with Cassius.
Max Stockton: Admit it. You hate him cause you envy him. You can admit it.
Daniel Justice: Why do I even bother? Look. I agree that the strategy Dust and Boris have used is smart. But Dust had the chance to go toe to toe with Cassius. He sat right next you Max and said that he did not fear Cassius. Well, by his actions tonight, you could make a strong argument that he does.
Dusts comes in and measures the champ up, and then slaps Cassius right across the right cheek, and then the left cheek. Dust laughs and then looks for another slap, but Cassius rares back and nails Dust with a right. Dust flails backwards, as Cassius grabs Boris and then hot shots his neck into the ropes. Boris falls down hard to the floor, and then Cassius turns his attention to Dust. Dust sees Boris down on the outside, and then starts to beg Cassius off. But the champ isn’t having none of it. Dust goes for a right, but it is blocked by Cassius. Cassius starts to hammer away with rights and lefts as the Freebird goes nuts. Goodman watches the action. He is showing no emotion whatsoever. Cassius backs Dust into a corner and then climbs the turnbuckle. Cassius calls out to the mostly drunken crowd, and then starts to hammer away with some rights (with the crowd counting along)
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Ten…. Cassius jumps down from the turnbuckle and backs away. Dust stumbles out forward a few feet and does a “Ric Flair” type flop. The crowd goes nuts as Cassius plays to them. But then, Goodman makes a blind tag and comes into the ring. Cassius is confused, but Brock pays him no never mind and makes a cover.
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Two….Cassius pulls Goodman off of Dust! Brock gets up and glares at Cassius. Brock asks what JMC was doing? Cassius wants to know why Brock made a blind tag? Both men get into a heated argument, demanding answers from one another. But before anything can really get going, Turner comes in and tells Cassius to get out of the ring. While Turner is busy getting Cassius out of the ring, Boris sneaks into the ring. He grabs Goodman from behind and nearly decapitates him with a stiff clothesline. Boris slides out of the ring, and then crawls to his corner so Turner can’t see him. Boris then gets back to his corner, and is on the ring apron. Dust saw what Boris did, and he tells Boris “Good job.”. Boris nods, as Dust gets to his feet. Dust takes his boot and then runs Goodman’s face down it. He then kicks Goodman a few times in the head for good measure, and then goes to taunt Cassius. JMC wants a piece of Dust so bad, he tries to get into the ring, but Turner is there to stop him. Dust then takes this time to grab Goodman and tosses him to the outside. Dust then says something to Boris, who jumps off the apron and makes his way towards Brock. Dust then goes back to egging on Cassius, who is going rabid just wanting to get his mitts on Dust. With the referee distracted, Boris goes to work on Goodman on the outside. He picks Goodman up in a bear hug, showing his incredible strength. Boris then rams Goodman’s back into the steel ring post not once….not twice….but three times. He then decides to return the favor to Goodman, by planting him hard onto the floor with a spine buster!
Daniel Justice: Holy sh……….!
Max Stockton: Watch it Daniel!
Daniel Justice: That was wicked. I have to admit. Dust and Boris are on it tonight. I don’t think the atmosphere has bothered Dust one bit.
Max Stockton: What do you mean?
Daniel Justice: The guy is a recovered alcoholic Max. We are in a bar. See what I am saying?
Max Stockton: (passes it off as nothing) Whatever! But Dust and Boris are dominating this match right now. And I can’t believe Boris is man handling Brock Goodman. Who would’ve thunk it.
Boris then tosses Brock back into the ring, and hollers at Dust. Dust turns and sees Brock, and gets Turner’s attention. Dust makes the cover.
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Thr………..JMC in to make the save, but instead of leaving, Cassius starts to pound away on Dust, much to the crowds delight. Turner is finally able to get Cassius off of Dust, and out of the ring. Turner tells Cassius to cool it or he could get his team disqualified. Dust is to his feet. He then looks over Brock and then goes for the Texas Cloverleaf! Dust locks it in, and Brock lets out a scream of pain. After a few seconds, Brock is able to reach out and grab the bottom rope. Turner calls for the break, and after the count Dust lets go. Dust then looks at Brock, as he still has a hold of the bottom rope. Dust is mad at himself for putting the hold on so close to the ropes. Dust then freezes. He looks out and sees a guy sitting at a table drinking a pint of Guiness. Boris looks on and sees something isn’t right. Goodman looks up and sees Dust is distracted. Goodman then gets up, grabs Dust and nails a release German suplex. The crowd pops, and as Goodman gets to his feet and hears them popping for the move he did, he can’t figure out why the fans are behind him. Still, he picks Dust up and whips him into the ropes. Dust comes off the ropes to be greeted by a big boot from Goodman. Brock makes a cover.
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Two…..Boris comes in and drops an elbow down, but Brock saw him coming and got out of the way. Instead, Boris connects with the elbow to his master. Boris sees this, and is in shock. He stands and turns….right into a charging Goodman. Flying clothesline connects! Goodman to his feet, as the fans cheer for him. He looks around, still confused. He gets close to the ropes. Blind tag from Cassius, and the Heavyweight Champion is now in. Dust gets to his feet, and Cassius is waiting behind him. Dust turns. Brock comes in and gets Dust in the goozle. Chokeslam connects! Brock turns towards Cassius and he is none too pleased with the blind tag Cassius did. JMC tells Brock it was pay back. Before Brock can do anything, Turner is able to get Brock out of the ring. Cassius, in the meantime, has climbed the turnbuckle and is calling for the Swanton. But Boris is up, and he pushes Cassius off the top, and down to the hard floor. The crowd let’s out a sudden gasp as they hear the thud that Cassius’ body makes when it hit’s the floor. Boris is in his corner, as Dust is coming to. Dust looks around wondering where Cassius is. Turner looks around as well, wondering the same thing. Boris goes and gets Cassius and then picks him up and tosses him back into the ring. Dust senses an opportunity here, and as such he hooks Cassius up. He’s going for the Three Cheers. First rolling suplex connects. Then the second one connects. Now Dust is looking to finish the move off, getting Cassius up in the Fireman’s carry. From out of nowhere comes Brock with another big boot to Dust’s face. Cassius’ body falls to mat, as does Dusts. Boris has seen enough, as he comes in and grabs Goodman. Now the two big men start to trade punches with one another, as the fans erupt. They are loving this action.
Daniel Justice: I guess Brock Goodman does care if he wins.
Max Stockton: Sure he does. He wants to show that he should be the champ and that he is a true main eventer.
Daniel Justice: Max. The guy all but said he didn’t care about winning this match.
Max Stockton: When did he say that?
Daniel Justice: Watch the promo’s more often….wrestling guru.
Boris is able to get the upper hand. He backs Goodman up to the ropes. He whips Goodman, but Brock reverses it. Brock holds on and looks for a clothesline. Boris ducks it. Boris grabs hold of Brock and then nails a German suplex. Boris is getting technical tonight. But Brock gets up, albeit a tad wobbly. Boris runs at him, and takes himself and Brock over the top rope with a clothesline. Dust is now back to his feet, but so is Cassius. Turner has his attention on Brock and Boris, trying to separate them and restore some order to the match. Dust tries for a right. Blocked by Cassius, but instead of Cassius hitting a right of his own, he jumps up and nails a standing Hurricanrana on the People’s King. Dusts momentum carries him under the ropes and down to the floor. Now all four men are on the outside. Dust manages to use a fans legs to help him up. But as he gets up, he see that the man has a drink in his hand. Dust starts to back up, and swipes the glass out of the guys hand. The fan is none too pleased by this. Cassius has climbed the turnbuckle, waiting for Dust to turn around. As Dust does, Cassius comes flying off with a cross body. Dust moves out of the way at the last section, as Cassius nails the very same fan that was upset with Dust with the cross body. A “Holy Shit!’ chant starts up. Boris and Brock have now made there way towards the stairs that lead to the second floor, as Turner is in tow trying to get order restored. Boris is hammering away on Brock, but as he does, Dusts yells for him. Boris stops and looks at his master. Boris then leaves Brock alone and heads towards Dust. Turner checks on Brock, but then he heads to the ring. Dust gets in the ring as Boris approaches Cassius’ body lying next to the fan the champ accidentally took out. Dust looks at Boris and tells him to throw Cassius in the ring. Boris does as instructed. As Cassius is thrown into the ring, Dust drags him to the center. Dust then looks at the fans and says it is all over now. Dust locks in the…..Anaconda Vice!
Max Stockton: This is it Daniel! This is it! Dust will make our chump champ tap out!
Daniel Justice: It does look bleak for our champion, but he is a fighter.
Max Stockton: Fighter or not, he aint getting out of this hold. Dust has it on tight.
All of a sudden, out runs a frantic Sophie Cassius, as the fans go nuts. Dust sees her and smiles a “cocky” smile at her, asking Sophie if she can save her brother? Sophie has a worried look on her face, as she pounds the mat, trying to get the fans behind her dear brother Sophie then pulls out a big bottle of Vodka and starts to tease Dust with it….ever so seductively. Dust, his eyes becoming entranced by this, is doing all he can to keep the hold on. Boris sees this as well, as he jumps off the apron and makes his way towards Sophie. Turner sees Boris going after Sophie. Sophie sees Boris and she starts to run away from the Black Russian. Turner looks back at Cassius, trying to see if he will give up. Dusts grasp of the hold was loosened a bit, thanks to the temptation that is Sophie and the bottle of Vodka. Cassius isn‘t quitting yet. Boris is still giving chase to Sophie, when from out of nowhere comes a crutch to the head of Boris….courtesy of Brock Goodman. Boris goes down, but he aint out of it. Brock then takes a glass of whisky from a fan and smashes it in Boris face. The Black Russian is now woozy. Sophie looks at Brock, as the fans cheer Goodman for helping out Sophie. Brock looks around and seems to be embracing the fans. Sophie lets out a smile. Brock tells her that he has something else in store for Boris, as he goes to grab another crutch. He took it from some young kid with a cast on his leg. Brock actually asks the kid for the crutch, and the kid is happy to give it to him. Brock turns and tells Sophie to watch this. Brock is about to nail Boris with it, and then…………WHAM!!!!!……………….Brock nails Sophie Cassius with the crutch, right on her pretty head. The fans boo the hell out of Goodman, who then gets Boris up. Brock connects with the Final Resting Place (spinning crucifix bomb) on the Black Russian. Brock then gets up and laughs at the crippled kid. He pushes the kid down to a ton of heat. Back in the ring, it looks like Cassius is getting set to tap out, as Dust is screaming at him to do so. Goodman comes sliding in, and he drives his boot right into the temple of Dusts skull. The hold is broken, but the damage has been done to Cassius.
Daniel Justice: This action is unreal…..it’s…..it’s………
Max Stockton: It is freaking unbelievable. Brock Goodman just nailed the Final Resting Place on Boris. And then he about killed poor ol’ Sophie with that crutch shot.
Daniel Justice: That was uncalled for.
Max Stockton: She shouldn’t have come out here Daniel. She had no business out here and she got what was coming to her.
Daniel Justice: That’s just mean Max.
Max Stockton: It’s the truth.
Goodman then takes Dust and tosses him to the outside. Turner is getting on to Goodman, but Brock could care less. Brock is on the outside and he takes a bottle of Guiness from a fan, He looks at the bottle and then looks at Dust. He forced open Dusts’ mouth and makes Dust drink the Guiness. Brock holds Dusts’ mouth closed as the alcohol is consumed. Brock smiles, but Dust then starts to fight back. Right’s and lefts connect to Brock, as he stumbles backwards. Turner, caught up in the moment, never does start the count out. He realizes this and then starts to count.
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Three…Dust is punching away at Brock’s midsection.
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Five…. Brock gets a knee to Dusts gut, and then clubs The People’s King on the back, knocking him down to the floor.
Six….
Seven…..Brock rolls into the ring and glares at Turner. Brock looks over at Cassius, who is still out of it.
Brock smiles and then goes back outside to work on Dust some more. But Dust is ready for him, as he is holding a bottle of Michelob Light in his hand. Brock comes over and Dust takes the bottle and gets the alcohol into the eyes of Goodman. Goodman is swinging his arms like a wild man, as he is temporarily blinded. Dust then drop kicks the right knee of Goodman for good measure, making sure he goes down. Dust then grabs, gets him set………….TO DUST connects on the floor! By this time, Turner, who started the count out when Brock went outside is at seven. Dust sees this, and by the count of nine, Dust slides into the ring. Once in the ring, Dust looks out to Goodman, who is laid out. Dust curses him out for Brock making him take a drink. JMC is now pulling himself up by the ropes, as he is still reeling from the effects of the Anaconda Vice. Dust gets behind him, stalking his prey like a snake would a mouse. Cassius is up to his feet, and as he turns around, Dust gets Cassius ready for a To Dust. But the champ is a fighter, and he starts to elbow Dust in the face. This causes Dust to break the hold, as he stumbles backwards. Dust then regroups and charges in. But the champ is ready, even though he is fighting on fumes. He locks Dust up, turns him…….Cassius Driver connects to a thunderous ovation from the Freebird faithful. Both men are down, and all Cassius has to do is cover Dust. But the champ used just about all he had left to hit his finisher. Cassius starts to move and he slowly makes his way towards Dust. He drapes an arm over Dust for the cover.
One….
Two….
Three………NO! Dust gets a foot on the bottom rope. The fans can’t believe. Neither can the champ, as he thought he had it won. Cassius looks to Turner, but the referee says it was that close.
Daniel Justice: Oh My God! This action is incredible folks. No matter how you feel about any of the competitors in this match, you have to love there desire to win.
Max Stockton: I can’t argue that, Daniel. This is what WPW is all about. Bringing the fans the top talent in the world and the best matches money can buy.
Daniel Justice: Amen to that!
We start to hear the fans make some ruckus, and we soon see why. The Black Russian is now back up, and he is pounding away on Brock Goodman. Goodman, still reeling from the To Dust, is helpless. Boris grabs Goodman by his short hair, and starts to drag Brock with him. We can see that Boris is bleeding on his forehead, and it seems that the sight of his own blood has enraged him. Boris drags Brock up the stairs to the second level, and the fans now have there full attention on him and Brock. Meanwhile, Turner is doing the count out, but JMC gets to his feet and stops the count. He takes a moment and then sees Boris and Brock on the second level. Boris stops when he sees that he is standing over where a table is underneath him. He then starts to tear a part a section of the railing, clearing a big enough spot to his satisfaction. He then wants to get Brock set up, but from out of nowhere, Brock low blows Boris. Brock then grabs the big Russian by the neck. Using all the strength he has left in him, Brock picks Boris up. He then runs through the section that Boris tore down, and then choke slams Boris (and himself) through a table. The fans are going fucking nuts, as a “WPW” and “Holy Shit” chants can be heard.
Daniel Justice: I think Brock just killed himself and Boris. This is insane….and I love it!
Max Stockton: (Shocked, and can’t say a word, but his facial expression tells what he is feeling).
Daniel Justice: (looks at Max) Well put Max.
Cassius is shaking his head as well. He saw the whole thing, and though he might not like Brock, he has to admire the guy. If only he knew what Sophie did for him and what Brock did to Sophie. But he has yet to notice that Sophie is still laid out cold. Cassius then prepares to finish this match once and for all. Dust is stirring, and by now he has gotten to his feet. Dust gets himself in a corner, and as he turns, Cassius is charging in towards him. Dust moves and Cassius nails the turnbuckle. Cassius goes backwards, and when he does, Dust seizes the opportunity. He rolls Cassius up, and when he does, we see that Dust has a hand full of tights.
One….
Two….
Three………..NO! Cassius somehow manages to kick out. Dust is up and he is none too happy with Turner. He shoves Turner and tells him it should have been three. Turner shoves Dust back and tells him that it wasn’t and that he will DQ Dust if he touches him again. Dust then goes to grab Cassius, but then JMC rolls Dust up for a cover.
One….
Two….
Three………………Dust kicks out. Both men are up. Cassius charges in, but Dust greets him with a knife edge chop. Cassius backs up, giving Dust some space. Dust charges in. Cassius sidesteps him. Kick to Dusts gut, and Cassius is looking for The Soliloqui. Dust shoves Cassius off. JMC comes off the ropes, and Dust catches him. Dust tries once again to nail Cassius with a To Dust, but the champ fights him off. Dust stumbles backwards, as Cassius looks to come in. But then….out of the corner of his eye….Cassius sees that Sophie is hurt and is being attended to by some medical staff. The champ is distracted as he wonders what in the world happened. Dust then comes from behind and rolls the champ up in a schoolboy.
One….
Two….
Threee……………..!!!!! That’s it! Dust has pinned the Champ. Dust has pinned the Champ! Dust rolls out of the ring, as Cassius gets to his feet. He realizes that his streak is done and that Dust has indeed pinned him here tonight. But, he soon turns his attention towards Sophie. Meanwhile, while all the action was going on, Boris and Brock were each taken to the back on stretchers. Dust makes his way to the back as the fans are still stunned that Dust did in fact pin JMC.
Mina Henderson: Here are your winners...the team of Dust and Boris!
Max Stockton: The Streak Killer did it again Daniel. Dust has pinned the champion here tonight. What a match.
Daniel Justice: He damn sure did. Wow. Dust clearly has momentum going into his title match with Cassius at Full Force. Even though this was in tag action, a win is a win.
Max Stockton: I couldn’t agree more. But man. I am still buzzing from that crazy move Brock did on Boris. That could be a career ender for both men.
Daniel Justice: It damn sure could have been. That was insane, but that is what WPW is all about. Bringing you the best action week in and week out.
Max Stockton: And folks, you got that match for free. You should thank Carlos Gonzalez for that one baby. That match was off the hook.
Daniel Justice: Well, this edition of Turmoil may go down as the best Turmoil we have done. What a night! What an incredible night from the Freebird folks. Glad you were with us.
JMC is with his sister as the medical team is getting her on a stretcher. The Champ is upset, but he is also worried about his sister, whom he loves so very much as Turmoil goes off the air.
Credits
Backstage Segments
Writers: The Judge
TNT Match Graphics
Artist: The Judge
Brooke Baker vs. Van Risen
Writer: The Judge
Sgt Pain, Mike Foxx, & Airborn vs. The Stallion, Chris Matthews, & Ben Whyndam
Writer: Phillyman
Dan Murph vs. The One
Writer: People's King
Nick Comoroto vs. Jesse Long vs. Justin Dreamer vs. Johnny Saxton
Writer: AFalseSinn
Brock Goodman & James Moriarty Cassius vs. Dust & Boris
Writer: Chazz
Daniel: Hello everyone, I'm Daniel Justice, and beside me is Max Stockton, and we want to welcome everyone to Tuesday Night Turmoil. We're coming to you live from Jacksonville Beach, Florida, in the Freebird, the Home of the Lynyrd Skynyrd Legend!
Max: Lynyrd who?
Daniel: We've got an awesome show lined up for you tonight, so without any further hesitation, let's get to the first match of the evening...
Singles Match
Van Risen vs. Brooke Baker
"Gant" By Mynis burns throught speakers as Van Risen steps out from the side door. As the chorus words stream over the speakers he raises his left hand high into the air, adjusts his mask, looks to the side as Amanda comes out the doors behind him, a smile on her face, and then he walks forward at a healthy pace.
Mina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California. Being accompanied by Amanda Rhyme, weighing in at 240 lbs. Van Risen!
Daniel: This all started when Brooke Baker took on Amanda Rhyme two weeks ago, and quite frankly, dominated her in the ring. After the match, Van Risen got a back cracker for his trouble, and Brooke has challenged him to this match here tonight.
Van slides under the ropes and then jogs to the turnbuckle, jumping up onto the second turnbuckle and doing a pose that is a mix of Orton and Styles. The Freebird quiets down as Van's music stops playing, and then "Call Me When You're Sober" hits the speakers.
Mina: And his opponent, from London, England. Brooke Baker!
The Freebird goes dark as the slow intro plays. As the rock beat kicks in multi-coloured lights flash on the stage until the vocals start and Brooke jumps out onto the stage. The lights continue to flash in time with the music as she walks energetically down to the ring, ignoring the fans on her way. She slides into the ring.
Daniel: This woman has come here tonight to fight, and I believe she has a point to prove.
Max: That sex sells?
Daniel: ...No. That she is as good, or better than the boys.
Max: Oh...
Brooke Baker smirks as she walks up to Van Risen. The corners of Brooke’s lips curl up as she sticks her chest out, and Van looks for a moment but then looks into the crowd. Brooke looks disappointed, then slaps Van across the face.
Daniel: Uh oh, that smarts right there.
Max: Well what kind of fag is Van Risen anyway? Did you hear what he said this week about Brooke’s breasts?
Van Risen touches the mask on his face as he slowly looks back to Brooke, a smile forming under the mask.
Daniel: What did he say?
Max: To not show them. Not to show them, but to NOT show them. He said he has awkward tastes! Sounds like a sausage lover to me Danny.
Daniel: Oh will you stop?
Van touches his face and tells Brooke “One more time.” Brooke laughs a bit, then slaps him one more time across the face. Van turns back quickly and yells at her “That’s what I like! Now we’re talking!”.
Max: Uh…?
Brooke raises her right eye-brow Rock style, then runs to the ropes to bounce off and hit Van with a clothesline, but Van stays on his feet and nails Brooke with a clothesline of his own!
Max: Ahhh! No!
Daniel: Oh Jesus, what did you think would happen during the match Max?
Max: I was hoping for the puppies to pop out, but I just saw double sided tape!
Daniel: Sigh…
Van Risen, seeming to easily ignore the male-female factor, stomps Brooke in her expensive chest then proceeds to drop to his knees and pull Brooke to a sitting position where he locks in the rear chin lock.
Daniel: Van starting this match off on a technical note, after a few brawling tactics that is.
Max: I still don’t think this match is right, a man, wrestling a woman?
Daniel: Brooke Baker wanted to get in the ring with men, it’s time to stop drawing a line for what women can’t do Max, and stop creating dumb titles like a women’s title, when they’re perfectly capable of wrestling for the titles men hold.
Brooke struggles out of the rear chinlock but Van quickly stands and drops an elbow to her shoulder sending her back down on her back. Brooke stares up at the lights for a moment in time to see Van stand over her, his shadow engulfing the figure of the smaller woman, and driving another stomp into her chest. Brooke gasps for air as Amanda cheers on the outside and Van looks to her for approval. Brooke’s chest heaves as she sits up again, looking to fill her air with lungs before Van Risen goes back to a knee and cuts that air off with another rear chin lock. Brooke stands with the rear chin lock and sends a hard elbow into the ribs of Van Risen. Risen releases the chinlock but not before he grabs hold of Brooke’s arm and twists it behind her back in a hammerlock instead.
Daniel: Nice technical showing here by Van Risen.
Max: Technical my ass. If he wants to impress me, the best way he can do that would be to forfeit the match.
Daniel: Why Max?
Max: Because he has no business wrestling her in the first place.
Daniel: Don’t forget Max, it was Brooke that attacked Van Risen.
Max: Right, but it’s okay for a woman to beat a man, the man just can’t hit back.
Daniel: Is that how you justify that black eye you’ve been sporting all week?
Max: …
Van holds the hammerlock as Brooke swings her other arm wildly in pain. She reaches behind her but when she does Van quickly turns his back to Brooke’s back, then underhooks both her arms and attempts a backslide but Brooke flips completely over Van and lands on her feet. Brooke kicks Van right in the nose as Van’s back snaps back and he goes back to an upright standing position. Brooke nails Van in the chin with a hard right hand, then grabs him by the wrist and whips him into the ropes. Van takes a breath as he reaches the ropes, then holds onto the top rope to stop himself from bouncing off. Brooke charges Van but Van is ready for her as he crouches his body down and tosses Brooke up and over the top rope, sending the woman crashing down to the floor.
Max: Ahhh! I have to go check on her!
Daniel: Stay here, she’s probably tougher than you.
Van Risen grabs hold of the turquoise top rope with both hands and plancha’s himself over the top rope, but Brooke Baker quickly dodges and Van flies right into the stage!
Max: Van Risen has just taken center stage, but unfortunately for him, probably not in the way he imagined it.
Daniel: And that stage is all wood ladies and gentlemen, he might want to check for broken bones, maybe a missing tooth.
Brooke walks up to Van on the stage and giggles as she sees him holding his mouth. Brooke places her boot on the back of his head and pushes his face down into the stage, rubbing it on the glossy wood. Amanda Rhyme runs to the stage and screams for Brooke to stop, and Brooke turns around to get in Amanda’s face. “Stay out of this little girl!” Brooke yells at Amanda, then stomps Van Risen hard in the back of the neck. The referee begins a ten count.
One!!!
Brooke ignores the referee’s count and crouches beside Van Risen to begin nailing him with right hands in the back of the neck at the base of the skull.
Daniel: Jesus this woman is vicious!
Max: I love it!
Two!!!
Daniel: Like I said, judging from your eye, I can tell.
Max: …
Three!!!
Brooke continues punching Van when Amanda comes up behind her and grabs the back of her arm she’s throwing punches with.
Four!!!
Brooke turns around and sends her elbow right into Amanda’s face knocking her back.
Five!!!
Brooke moves to the ring and rolls under the bottom rope, then back to the outside to restart the count.
Max: Smart, smart woman.
Brooke walks up to Van Risen and sends a hard kick to the small of his back, and Van holds his rib in pain, maybe a result of him crashing into the stage. The ref restarts the count.
One!!!
Brooke smiles as she sees Van holding his rib, then directs her kick right at the rib.
Two!!!
Brooke continues kicking hard at Van Risen’s rib when Amanda comes up behind her again and wraps her arms around Brooke.
Three!!!
The ref is about to warn Amanda when Brooke sends another back elbow into her face, then turns around to face her.
Four!!!
Brooke charges Amanda and clotheslines her to the hard ground, but picks her up again.
Daniel: Good God, Brooke is in solid control!
Five!!!
Brooke suddenly reaches forward and with both her hands she grabs both of Amanda’s breasts to the crowd, Max, and Amanda’s surprise!
Six!!!
Amanda looks wide eyed at Brooke as Brooke suddenly squeezes hard. Amanda throws her arms helplessly at Brooke, more to plead to her than to stop her.
Max: Yes! Now come do it to me!
Daniel: God you’re a freak Max.
Seven!!!
Amanda’s knees buckle as Brooke continues squeezing hard, then suddenly she pushes Amanda forward, Amanda’s back being slammed hard into the ring apron!
Eight!!!
Brooke reaches down and pulls the pink T-shirt off Amanda’s back, then throws it into the crowd as the men in the front row go wild, and Van Risen runs up to Brooke from behind.
Nine!!!
Van holds his rib as he grabs Brooke by the back of her booty shorts and throws her under the bottom rope and into the ring. Van slides under just in time to break the count as Amanda lies motionless on her chest outside the ring.
Daniel: Lord all mighty, Brooke Baker just destroyed another woman on the outside of the ring, WHILE she was in a match with another man.
Max: Gotta love a girl that’s willing to take on another couple.
Daniel: Now normally I’d agree, but knowing you, that statement had nothing to do with wrestling.
Max: Wrestling?
Van stands but suddenly grabs his rib in pain, and it’s all the advantage Brooke needs to quickly wrap her arm around his head applying a front facelock. “You wanted to face me from the front?!” She screams at him. “I’m in front of you now, do something! You’re pathetic!” Brooke continues to scream at Van Risen as he struggles with the facelock with one arm, and his rib with the other. Brooke then grabs Van by the back of his mask and pulls his face up to her chest and begins rubbing her goods in his face. Van closes his eyes as Brooke follows up the chest rub with an uppercut right to the jaw, and then falls to her knees and sweeps Van Risen’s legs right out from under him.
Max: See I told you he was a little but fruity in the booty, he closed his eyes when Brooke rubbed his face in her chest! I can’t even pay her to do that to me, and believe me, I’ve tried.
Daniel: You realize how pathetic you sound out here week after week?
Max: Not as pathetic as Van Risen makes himself. He’s so stupid, he thought Hamburger Helper came with a person, and was disappointed the dumb little puppet on the box wouldn’t talk to him.
Brooke jumps into the air and lands on Van Risen in a splash as the referee counts.
One
T…Kickout!
Van holds his ribs after the kick out though, and is needed to be helped by his feet by the ever-ready Brooke. Brooke turns her lavender clad booty to Van Risen and locks him in a side headlock, then twists over and drives him into the mat again. Brooke looks to Van’s left ribs and sends a hard punch into them as Van screams in pain. Brooke grabs Van by the back of his mask and shoves his face into the mat and says into his ear, at a volume the camera can barely capture, “Why don’t you forget about that bimbo on the outside of the ring and try out a real woman”. Van quickly rolls over and headbutts Brooke in the center of her forehead, than follows her to his feet.
Max: Was she talking to me or to Van just right now?
Daniel: Take a guess Romeo.
Brooke turns around to face Van and is caught right in the chest with a knife edge chop. The crowd “Woo’s” as Brooke heaves and holds her chest in pain as she leans against the ropes. Van Risen pulls Brooke off the ropes and applies a front facelock to her, and in the process throws her near arm over his shoulders. Van Risen then grabs onto Brooke’s lavender booty shorts and lifts her straight into the air, holding her upside down before turning her in mid air slightly as if he were going to bodyslam her, then falling to a sitting position and driving her back first into the mat.
Daniel: The Sadness! The Sadness!
One
Two
Kickout!
Brooke Baker gets to her feet once more as Van Risen lay back, his ribs suddenly giving him a sharp pain.
Daniel: Those ribs are really bothering Van Risen here ever since he jumped over the top rope and landed on that stage.
Max: Well you gotta admit, Van Risen was a couple fries short of a happy meal for doing that in the first place when he could clearly see that hitting the stage was an option.
Daniel: I’m not so sure he did. These wrestlers are so used to competing in normal arenas that going to rodeos, race tracks, and live music halls is a bit out of their element. It would be like trying to play football on a basketball court.
Brooke Baker turns around to see Van Risen holding his ribs, so she quickly kicks his hand into the ribs as Van yells out in pain. Amanda Rhyme, with her hands crossed over her shoulders, stands and politely asks a group of people sitting in the first floor dining tables for a shirt. After most of the guys shake their head no, one nerdy guy in the back agrees and begins to take off his own shirt when Brooke Baker performs a baseball slide under the bottom rope and kicks Amanda in the back sending her crashing right into the table. Amanda hits her neck on the edge of the table, then just falls limply to the fans feet as they reach down to pat her on the shoulders and back, and the camera quickly jerks away as one of them tries to cop a feel.
Max: Did I just see what I think I saw Daniel?
Daniel: Ahem… Fist drop right to the head of Van Risen!
Van grabs his face as Brooke Baker places her knee in the back of his neck, then grabs hold of his chin and pulls his face back. Van struggles a bit, but moves his body with the move to avoid the pain. Brooke, frustrated at her failed submission attempt, just nails him with a straight right fist to the ribs as Van squeals. In what seems to be an adrenaline rush, Van grabs the middle rope and pulls himself in one yank right to his feet. Brooke Baker stands as well, but Van Risen is waiting for her and grabs her by the shorts and suplexes her hard into the mat. Brooke’s eyes fill with tears as she grabs hold of her back, but Van Risen doesn’t allow her a moment to rest as he grabs her by the hair and pulls her back to her feet. Van then jumps into the air and turns sideways to strike her with both his knees right in the mouth!
Max: What the hell was that?!
Daniel: It looked like a dropkick with the knees, something I’ve never seen before in my life that’s for sure. That’s unorthodox.
Max: And leave it to this weirdo to pull it out of his nasty little bag of moves.
Van Risen looks to Brooke on the mat, then jumps into the air to land on her with a splash, but Brooke rolls out of the way and Van hits the mat ribs first.
Daniel: Ouch, those wounded ribs!
Max: What kind of idiot wounds his ribs, then attempts a splash? If brains were chocolate, he wouldn’t fill an M&M!
Brooke rolls Van over and hooks the leg.
One
Two
Kickout!
Brooke looks angrily to Mike Posey after the two count as she take a moment to regain her thoughts, her pad covered knee resting on the mat. Brooke then stands and picks up Van Risen from behind before she twists his arm around his back putting him in a hammerlock. Van Risen breaks the hammerlock easily though and turns to DDT Brooke Baker, but Brooke goes to a knee quickly as Van falls back and takes a hard bump on the mat. Van tries to recover quickly but not quick enough as Brooke jumps in the air in front of him and catches his head between her legs as she goes down nailing the fame asser on him. Cover.
One
Two
Th…Kickout!
Brooke Baker pulls Van to his feet by his arm after the kickout, but holds onto the arm for a moment. She interlocks her fingers with his, then leans forward to look him right in the eyes. Van’s eyes look painfully at Brooke as her lips come less than an inch away from his parted lips, cut out by a slit in the mask. She then moves in and kisses his bottom lip softly, but Van suddenly screams as Brooke bites down on his lip, her face clenching as he puts his hand up to her head, trying desperately to pry her off as she still holds onto his other hand.
Daniel: Good lord! She’s biting his lip!
Max: Now that’s what I call unorthodox.
Brooke continues to bite as Van screams and the referee yells at her to stop. The referee counts.
One
Two
Three
Four
Five!!!
“Let him go!” The referee yells as he pulls Brooke off of Van, blood trickling down from his lip.
Max: Who taught this woman how to fight, Mike Tyson?!
Brooke never lets go of the hand of Van Risen though as she roughly pulls him toward her and clotheslines him hard down to the mat. The crowd, not really expecting this kind of intensity from Brooke Baker, sits shocked as she screams at Van Risen. “You want me to be like your stupid pretty girlfriend, huh?! You want me to do some of your dumb girlfriend’s moves? Is that what you like?!” Brooke walks to the turnbuckle and raises her arms to the crowd for approval, but is met with a loud chorus of boo’s. “Fuck you all then” she screams back at them, then suddenly breaks into a cartwheel and lands on Van Risen with a splash.
One
Two
Kickout!
Daniel: That was one of Amanda Rhyme’s little bit of offensive maneuvers she pulled off in her match against Brooke two weeks ago Max.
Max: Speaking of Amanda Rhyme, can we get some damn help out here? She’s still laying knocked out over by those fans.
Daniel: Thankfully security stopped them from… Whatever it is they were trying to do to her.
Brooke Baker stands and slaps her hands together, as if she were dusting them off as the crowd boo’s and Van Risen sits up in pain. Brooke sees Van and charges him, jumping into the air and hitting a dropkick right to his chest. Van’s body snaps back and Brooke Baker stands again, the blood now running down Van Risen’s chin. Van Risen uses his elbows to crawl to the corner, and once Brooke Baker sees him a smile spreads across her face. She points to Van, then charges to hit him with the Bronco Buster but Van Risen rolls out of the way and Brooke hits the bottom turnbuckle crotch first!
Daniel: Ahhhh! Brooke couldn’t connect with that one!
Max: I better go check on her!
Daniel: In the mood for another black eye?
Max: No, but I’m in the mood for a bronco buster.
Brooke slowly prys herself out of the corner as Van Risen gets to his feet behind her. Brooke slowly stands and turns around as Van grabs her by the wrist and whips her into the corner on the opposite side of the ring. Brooke hits the turnbuckle back first and Van pulls her out of it by wrapping his arms around her body and arms, and belly to belly suplexing her hard into the mat. Van hooks the leg.
One
Two
Kickout!
Van stands and pulls Brooke Baker up with him. He looks out to see Amanda lying unconscious outside the ring, her shirt off, and rage fills his eyes as he jumps into the air and drives his knee upward, uppercutting Brooke in the chin with his knee! Brooke almost falls but manages to stay on her feet by turning around, but Van Risen, anger still coursing through his body, turns his back to Brooke Baker and drops her to the mat with a vicious neckbreaker!
Daniel: The sight of Amanda Rhyme in pain has really lit a fire under Van Risen.
Max: But the question is can the fire last? Don’t forget, you play with fire, you’re bound to get burned, and Van Risen better put this match away fast before Brooke regains control, like she has all match.
Brooke holds her neck in pain but still manages to get to her feet but is once again caught from behind by Van Risen and lifted up and dropped back down hard on her back in a back suplex. Van Risen then lifts Brooke off the mat and places her over his shoulders and on his back.
Daniel: Van Risen is going for Love, his version of the Gory Special Bomb here! If he connects with this move this match is all but over!
Van holds Brooke for a moment, but seems to be struggling as the pain in his ribs is too great. He regains his balance after a moment, but a moment is all Brooke needed to slip out and land on her feet behind him. Brooke takes a step backward and leans into the ropes, and as Van Risen turns around Brooke comes flying off the ropes with a diving cross body! Brooke holds onto the leg!!!
One
Two
THREE!!!
Last second kickout!
Daniel: My God! Van Risen almost lost the match right now!
Max: Almost? You just haven’t seen the next thirty seconds, but I can tell you what’s going to happen…
Brooke sets up behind Van Risen as he painfully gets to his feet, his hands never leaving his ribs.
Daniel: She’s going to hit him with the back cracker here…
Max: Show the woman some respect, it’s called the Brooke Breaker!
Daniel: Well I’m sorry Mr. I don’t think the women should wrestle the men!
Max: Apology accepted.
The corners of Brooke’s lips turn upward as Van finally gets to his feet and stands upright. Brooke quickly grabs him by the shoulders and leaps backward, placing her knees upward to connect with his back but Van Risen holds onto the top rope and Brooke goes crashing alone to the mat! Van holds onto the ropes, taking a moment to analyze the situation when he looks forward and sees a man sitting at the table in the front, reaching down to grope Amanda Rhyme again.
Daniel: Get that fan out of here!
Max: Wait… Danny… That’s not a fan…
Van Risen’s eyes light up in fire as he recognizes the man.
Max: It’s Airborn!
Van quickly exits the ring and flies at Airborn, clotheslining him into the table. Airborn backs up as Van Risen trips over a chair, and Brooke Baker hits him with a clubbing blow from behind. The referee yells for them to get back in the ring, and as Van Risen stands to face the ring Airborn slams a wooden chair over his back breaking it!
“THAT’S IT!” The referee yells and calls for the bell.
Mina: The winner of this match as a result of a disqualification, Van Risen!
Brooke Baker slowly looks to Van Risen, angry over the announcement, and grabs one of the wooden legs of the chair that broke off and hits Van Risen right in the ribs with it. Van Risen yelps in pain as Airborn comes forward now as well and kicks Van Risen square in the ribs. The ring bell sounds over again when suddenly Shadow comes running from the stage. Airborn and Brooke both take off running as Shadow gets to Van Risen, and goes to one knee to put one hand over Van, and one hand on a shirtless Amanda, who still lies knocked out beside him.
Daniel: My God look at the carnage here, and this is still just the beginning of the night.
Max: I have a feeling it’s gonna be a bad night here in the Freebird Daniel.
Daniel: Me too… Ladies and gentlemen, we hate to do this, but we need to go to commercial break. We’ll be right back.
TNT comes back from commercial break to show JMC having just arrived at the arena with Sohpie at his side. On his way into the arena he suddenly stops and loos forward, and upward. The camera pans to the side to reveal Brock Goodman standing in front of him.
Brock: Well well well, you decided to show up after all then?
JMC shifts the title on his shoulder as a small smirk spreads across his face. Sophie sees her brother's smile and reaches out to grab his arm, a smile spreading to hers as well.
James: Well, call me crazy, but it sounds a little like you might have been worried. Tell me Brock, are you afraid of Dust?
Brock frowns, then looks to Sophie and tosses a dead pigeon at her. Sophie's smile instantly fades away as she shrieks and Brock laughs and turns to leave. JMC looks pissed off as the camera cuts to the ring.
Six Man Tag Team Match
Sgt. Pain, Mike Foxx, & Airborn vs. The Stallion, Chris Matthews, & Ben Whyndam
Mina: The following contest is a six-man tag team match.
Your Religion by Chosen hits and Airborn comes out of the door, walks down to the ring and flips off the crowd. He goes to the right turnbuckle when the music hits it’s peak and is staring angrily at the crowd, takes off his hoodie, flips off the crowd again, and climbs into the ring.
Mina: Coming out first, from Mearth, Ireland, Airborn!
Daniel: Airborn is coming fresh off a Tag Team win with Jesse Long last week.
Then King Nothing by Metallica hits and Sgt Pain comes walking out. He gets to the ring and scrapes his boot on the side of the ring. He goes into the middle of the ring, bows his head, puts his arms in an X, and throws them back and Sgt paces around the ring.
Mina: Coming out next, from Valley Forge, Pennsylvania, SGT Pain!
Daniel: According to my card, SGT Pain was trained by Killer Kowalski and has been in two feature films, Desire to Wrestle one and two, under the name Vis, and has served in the United States Armed Forces.
Max: Well he’s here in WPW now, and he is already among my favorite wrestlers for what he did to Stallion last week.
Daniel: Well I can’t say Stallion didn’t deserve it, but I can say we better watch out for this soldier.
Then Crazy Bitch by Buckcherry hits and Mike Foxx walks threw the door. He doesn’t have his limo this week. He walks down to the ring and is looking at the 600+ people as though they mean nothing.
Mina: Coming out next, from North Richland Hills, Texas, The Main Event, Mike Foxx!
Daniel: The question remains, did this man hire SGT Pain to interfere in his match last week, or did SGT Pain come out on his own to make a name for himself, Max?
Max: Why are you asking me this, Danny, I have no way of knowing!
Daniel: Carlos, I know you’re watching. Can I get a new partner?
"Anxiety" by Black Eyed Peas hits as Matthews comes out to cheers from the fans. He walks down to the ring and checks his wrists before sliding into the ring and taunts the crowd.
Mina: Coming out next, from Beverly Hills, California, Chris Matthews!
You Know Your Right by Nirvana hits and Ben Whyndam comes out the door walking, nice and simply down to the ring, but he doesn’t get in.
Mina: Coming out next, from Melbourne, Australia, Ben Whyndam!
Max: Is Ben making his TNT debut?
Daniel: Don’t you pay attention, of course he is! But why isn’t he getting in the ring, and why is Chris Matthews getting out to be along side Ben?
Max: Once again, you ask me questions I have no way of answering!
"Take On Me" by Reel Big Fish hits, but after the beginning countdown, you don’t see Stallion come bursting out.
Mina: Coming out next, from Dallas Texas, Stallion.
Daniel: Well, Stallion should be coming out next, although I don’t know why he’s not.
Max: One of two things happened, Danny. He either is too hurt from the beating SGT Pain gave him last week, or he’s to scared to get in the ring with Mike Foxx and the Sgt again.
All of a sudden the camera cuts to the ring and Stallion is seen beating up Mike Foxx. He beats Foxx into a corner, Airborn runs out of the ring and attacks Whyndam and Matthews, and Stallion grabs Sgt Pain and throws him out to where the other men are.
The bell rings.
Daniel: OH MY GOD, Where did Stallion come from!?
Stallion picks Foxx out of the corner and Irish whips him into the opposite one, and then follows it up with a Splash. When Foxx bounces back, Stallion grabs his head and DDT’s him. On the outside the chaos has settled and all four men are in their respective corners. Foxx lies in the middle of the ring, Stallion goes into his corner, but doesn’t make a tag. He climbs to the top, and jumps, does a flip, but Foxx was luck enough to move just in the knick of time. Foxx crawls over just quick enough to make a tag to Sgt Pain.
Daniel: And Sgt Pain makes his first appearance in a match in his career as he is tagged in by Mike Foxx.
Max: And this is a historical moment, perhaps the wrestler with the most potential is in a match for the first time in his career.
Stallion is still crawling over to go for a tag, but Sgt grabs him and pulls him back to the middle of the ring. Pain picks Stallion up and gives a few hard punches right to the skull. After 3 Stallion falls flat on his back. Sgt Pain goes to the back, left corner where no one is, and Stallion begins to get up. Stallion turns around and Sgt goes running in for a clothesline, but Stallion dives out of the way and Sgt Pain runs hard into the corner. This gives Stallion just enough time to make a tag to Chris Matthews, who steps into the ring.
Daniel: A Tag is made by a desperate Stallion.
Max: Yea, Daniel, he is desperate for something, but not what you are thinking of.
Daniel: Max, you are sick.
Matthews runs over to Sgt Pain but gets met with an elbow right to the face. Pain puts Matthews into the corner where he himself was, and punches him hard again in the face. Sgt then puts Matthews to the top rope as SGT Pain goes to the middle, hooks the arm…
Daniel: Oh My God what a Superplex but SGT Pain!
Max: That’s right, SGT, do more of that!
SGT Pain goes for the cover on Matthews.
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2……..
Whyndam comes in for the save.
Daniel: I wonder if that would have been it.
Max: We will never know, my son.
SGT gets up and looks angrily at Whyndam, who runs out of the ring looking scared. Matthews puts SGT into a rollup.
1………
2….
Kick out by SGT Pain.
Matthews picks SGT up but gets hit with some elbows to the stomach. SGT then breaks free, runs into the ropes, and hits with a clothesline. Sgt then walks over very calmly and makes a tag to Airborn.
Daniel: No offence to Airborn, but I think SGT Pain just made a big mistake by tagging him in. He had such good power and control, and he gave it up for nothing.
Max: I have confidence in Airborn. I mean he won his tag match last week with Jesse Long.
Matthews is crawling over to make a tag, but Airborn grabs his ankle and lock in the Ankle Lock. Matthews is screaming in pain, but here comes Stallion to break up the hold. The ref kicks Stallion out of the ring, and doesn’t miss anything significant. Airborn picks up Matthews, Irish Whips him into the ropes, but Matthews comes flying back with a clothesline so hard that Airborn ends up doing a backflip. Matthews goes over to Ben Whyndam.
Daniel: And Ben Whyndam is also making his debut today, don’t forget.
Max: Its easy to forget about that bum, he’s no SGT Pain.
Daniel: I get the feeling your sexually attracted to SGT Pain, Max.
Whyndam, before getting into the ring, goes to the top rope, and goes for a Shooting Star Press, but Airborn gets out of the way.
Daniel: That is the second time someone has missed jumping from the top rope.
Airborn is crawling for a tag, but Whyndam gathers himself in just enough time to stop the tag from being made, and uses all the strength he has to pull Airborn out of the reach of Mike Foxx. Whyndam sets Airborn up on his back on the left side of the ring and bounces against the ropes and goes for a Rolling Thunder, but Airborn rolls out of the ring to avoid the impact.
Daniel: Well I wonder if we will see Ben Whyndam again after this, his body is getting pretty banged up.
Max: Well don’t forget about Don Carlito, he got banged up, but you can expect him to be back. It’s not like we will never see him again.
Whyndam gathers himself up fast again, and jumps onto the ropes, not the turnbuckle, but the middle of the top rope, and jumps off and lands with a cross body on Airborn! All four other men get off the apron and go over to check on their partners, but it evolves past that. SGT Pain and Mike Foxx both go over and beat up on Stallion, while Chris Matthews tries to help Ben Whyndam up. Whyndam gets up fine and rolls Airborn back into the ring. Matthews however goes and joins SGT Pain, Mike Foxx, and Stallions’ brawl.
Daniel: All hell has broken loose on the outside.
Whyndam goes for a cover.
1………
2………
3…… No
Airborn just barley kicks out. On the outside, SGT Pain throws Stallion into the steel steps, and Mike Foxx smashes Chris Matthew’s head on the ring post, and both men head back to the corner. Back in the inside, Whyndam is punching Airborn in the corner. Whyndam then jumps to the middle rope, then puts his legs around Airborn’s head, and does a Whyndamarona, sending Airborn to the middle of the ring, and Whyndam wants to make a tag, but both his partners are out cold on the outside.
Daniel: Why is he looking to make a tag anyway?
Max: Danny, do not ask me questions I have no way of knowing the answer to, that’s three times this match!
The mistake of looking for a tag comes back to haunt Whyndam, because he turns around too late and he sees Airborn making a tag Mike Foxx. Foxx comes running in with a clothesline. Whyndam gets right back up, and Foxx smashes his face into his knee. Foxx then walks right up to Whyndam’s head, and drops a Leg Drop.
Daniel: I bet Whyndam wishes his partners were there now, and not knocked out on the outside.
Max: Actually, Chris Matthews is beginning to move, Danny.
Daniel: Very lucky, I must say.
Mike Foxx then goes to the top rope and waits. Whyndam begins to get up, turns around, and is met by a Flying Cross Body from Mike Foxx. Foxx lands in a pin.
1………
2………
3……. NO Kick out, just barly.
Daniel: And Whyndam barly keeps his team alive, here.
Mike Foxx begins arguing with the referee, which gives Ben Whyndam just enough time to make a tag to tag in Chris Matthews. Matthews comes running in and meets Foxx with a clothesline, SGT Pain comes in and gets clotheslined as well. Foxx rolls over to his corner, and Airborn tags himself in.
Daniel: What is Airborn doing, he’s too tired to get back in there.
Max: Hang on, what the hell?
As Foxx continues to argue with the referee, The Shadow slides under the bottom rope and enters the ring.
Max: What the hell is he doing here?!
Daniel: What do you think? He's getting revenge for what happened a few minutes ago!
Max: Ref! Turn around!
Foxx tells the referee to turn around but the referee only fights with him more as The Shadow grabs Airborn and pulls him down harshly into his knee performing a facebuster to him! Shadow then quickly superkicks Airborn in the face, and rolls out of the ring as the referee turns around, not seeing anything.
Max: Bullshit!
Matthews takes advantage of this, as he locks in the Rodeo Driver and slams Airborn to the ground. He runs over and pushes Mike Foxx and SGT Pain off the apron, and runs for the cover.
1……..
2……..
3……..
The bell rings
Mina: Here are your winners, the team of Stallion, Ben Whyndam, and Chris Matthews!
Daniel: What a finish to this one, eh Max?
Max: Eh? Are you Canadian, Danny.
Daniel: Do- never mind.
Anxiety by Black Eyed Peas hits as the 3 winners, Stallion included walks back to the door, but SGT Pain and Mike Foxx chase them down and the music cuts. Sgt Pain throws Matthews and Whyndam down to the ring, while Mike Foxx attacks Stallion. Sgt Pain and Foxx give eachother High Fives as King Nothing by Metallica hits and both men walk back.
The camera cuts backstage as the TNT theme begins to play and shows The One sitting in his locker room, a shadow next to him.
The One: No, trust me, I understand, it's just not the right time... Don't worry, you can show your face soon...
Max: Damn! Let that voice reveal itself!
Daniel: We'll be right back and The One will take on Dan Murph.
TNT comes back from commercial break where finally a shot of Amanda Rhyme being wheeled on a stretcher into an ambulance is shown. They finally load her inside, and the paramedics go around to the front of the ambulance as one jumps inside with her. Another paramedic tells Van Risen and The Shadow that they'll have to wait here.
Daniel: About time, geez!
Max: Poor Amanda...
The ambulance drives off, and the camera changes to show it turning the corner and driving further out the parking lot, but a blue camaro is blocking the exit, with it's trunk popped open.
Daniel: What the hell is this?
Suddenly Brooke Baker runs up behind the ambulance and pulls open the doors. The paramedic inside looks shocked but Brooke quickly grabs him and throws him out of the ambulance and into the concrete! Van Risen and The Shadow see from the distance and take off running. Brooke quickly pulls loose the straps on the stretcher and throws a limp Amanda Rhyme on her shoulder. Amanda moans but Brooke takes off running with her. Van and Shadow are pretty far back but Van picks up his speed. Brooke rushes toward the car that blocked the ambulances exit and throws Amanda into the open trunk and closes it. Brooke runs to the passenger door and grabs it and quickly gets in as Van closes in on the car, the adrenaline making the pain in his ribs vanish.
Daniel: MY GOD! They're kidnapping Amanda!
Max: Who's they? Who the hell is helping Brooke Baker do this?
The car quickly backs up turning to the side, not at a proper angle to simple leave, and Van lunges for the car and jumps on top of the trunk. Brooke looks back at Van worriedly and begins screaming to the unknown driver. The driver turns the wheel and drives forward back toward the arena and drives forward fast but then suddenly hits the brakes, flinging Van Risen forward off the car and right in front of it. Van stands and in a classic deer in the headlights moment he looks up to see a speeding Camaro driving at him, and just as it was about to hit him The Shadow spears Van Risen knocking him out of the path of the car. The car just barely misses Shadow as well, then quickly makes a U-Turn and drives out of the arena.
Daniel: My God! Someone stop that car. Someone stop that car!
Max: You going to be able to call this next match Daniel?
Daniel: (Sighs) I can try... Coming up next is a match that has the interest of the entire wrestling world. It's the One versus Dan Murph. Muprh is merely a pawn of WPW chairman Carlos Gonzalez in his quest to rid his company of the One.
Max: You know if you were to ask me....
Daniel: Nobody did.
Max: Shut up! Anyway, if you were to ask me about the situation brewing between the One and Mr Gonzalez I would describe it with one word.
Daniel: What?
Max: Explosive. This feud is just waiting to explode and when it does.... Oh man watch out. One/Gonzalez makes McMahon/Austin look like an episode of 'Hart to Hart'.
Daniel: I can't disagree with you there. This feud all started with the announcement that the One would not be competeing in the WPW title tournament because Carlos feared a loss in revenue.
Max: Listen we are just lucky Skittles were the only ones to walk.
Singles Match
Dan Murph vs. The One
'Heaven Besides You' hits to a pop from the tipsy crowd in the Freebird. A single spotlight shines down on the side door as the One steps through. The One pauses for a moment before making his way across the floor toward the ring, serveral fans patting him on the back as he goes. The God like superstar slides in beneath the bottom rope and climbs the nearest turnbuckle. The One looks out over the crowd for a few second before striking a God Like Pose. One drops down and heads for the opposite turnbuckle to look to heavens.
Daniel: You know when the One first appeared in WPW he was nothing short of an all out heel. The fans despised him and in many ways rightfully so. But this feud he has started with Gonzalez has turned the One into quite possiblt the biggest babyface on the WPW roster.
Max: Well lets face it Danny everyone, bar myself, would love nothing more then to be able to slap their boss right across the face.
Daniel: Of course you wouldn't do that. You'd rather Carlos tead bagged you.
Max: Daniel Justice I am appalled!
Daniel: Oh please. A few more of those Mojitos and you'll be on the floor.
Max: Hey, open bar for the WPW staff.
The music cuts out and the One waits in the center of the ring for the arrival of Dan Murph. A few shouts of encouragement for the One can be heard from the crowd but it seems they maybe having some technical difficulties because Murph isn't showing. The One readjusts his elbow pads as he waits. He looks to the referee who can only answer with a shrug.
Daniel: Folks we are not sure what the situation is but there is onviously some problem in the back. If anyone can hear us we are waiting for the arrival of Dan Murph.
Max: Hello! There is only so much of the One not taking an ass kicking that I can stomach.
Daniel: The crowd here are........ Wait a minute!
Max: Look who it is!
Carlos Gonzalez is standing by the side door with a mic in hand. The WPW chairman gets a mixed reaction from the half drunk crowd. The One walks to the ropes and leans over them, shouting out at his boss. Gonzalez looks at One with a smile and shakes his head before raising the mic.
Carlos: One, what the hell are you doing in my ring!? I booked WPW Tuesday Night Turmoil into the legendary Freebird because I wanted to create a unique atmosphere that no one would ever forget. I booked WPW here tonight so that I could put on a show befitting to the Freebird. I booked WPW here tonight but seemingly there was an oversight. See to make this a night to remember and to have an unforgettable card I require one man to not be here... You! So as of right now I am pulling Dan Murph versus the One off of Turmoil because you aren't worth the airtime and you damn sure don't belong in this bar here tonight. Don't go looking for Murph either because I sent him away to pick me up a cup of coffee from Starbucks, a sponser you have yet to manage to scare off. So One, get the hell out of my ring and get the hell out of this bar. Now if you will excuse me, I have a tace I wish to work out of my system.
Gonzalez lowers the mic with a smile but the crowd don't return the smile, showering the boss with 'Bullshit' chants. The One is livid and roars out at the smiling Gonzalez who is patting his stomach mockingly.
Daniel: Carlos Gonzalez has taken this too far. He is denying the fans what they want. There are alot of people here tonight who wanted to see the One versus Dan Murph.
Max: Like who?
Daniel: Well for starters me!
Max: Selfish bastard.
The One is motioning for Carlos Gonzalez to bring it into the ring. The owner starts to shout at the One, goading him and getting the superstar madder. It seems One won't leave the ring until Carlos makes his way into the squared circle. Gonzalez starts nodding vigorously and walks toward the ring to surprise of the crowd and the delight of the One. Dan Murph slides into the ring behind the One with a steel chair! One senses him and turns around... What a shot from the chair!
Daniel: What a shot! Dan Murph just took the Ones head off. It seems Murph had never left the building
Max: Carlos is always one step ahead of the One. See that is a reason why he is the boss Danny.
Daniel: Carlos Gonzalez looks like a kid at Christmas with that smile stretched across his face.
Carlos is indeed all smiles and gives Murph permission to continue the assault. The Irishman grips the chair tighter and waits for the One to rise. He maybe a while because the One is out off his feet, his eyes glazed over. One battles his way to a seated position and tries to regain himself.... Murph brings the chair down across the Ones crown, denting the steel! Ones neck just went down like an accordian as his brains ggot scrambled. Murph drops the chair and holds his arms up for some serious heat. Dan Murph brings the One to his feet and holds him up with a hand under the chin. Ones whole body is sagging and he can't even raise his head to look at Dan. Without Murphs support the One wouldn't even be able to stand. Murph pulls back and connects with a solid right hand, crumbling the One back down the mat. Dan Murph laughs and shakes his head, asking the fans what they see in the One.
Daniel: This is a damn disgrace. Dan Murph is showing no respect whatsoever to a fellow sportsman. It is all about the money with Murph. He has sold his soul down the river.
Max: Yeah but at least now he has the money to buy a riverside condo on that river.
Murph brings the One to his feet once again and drills him with a right hand that sending the One falling back against the ropes. He rebounds off them slowly and into another right hand that knocks him back. Off again and Murph looks for the big one... Ducked by the One! One gets behind and Dan Murph turns into a flurry of right hands to the face! The crowd come to life as the One starts to connect with right hand after right hand to the face of Dan Murph. Knee to the gut from Murph slows the One down and he sends him for the ride with an Irish whip. Clothesline from Murph is ducked and the One comes back off the ropes.... Lariat drives Murph to the mat! One is up with a roar and the crowd are feeding off him.
Daniel: Don't count the One out yet. This may not be an offical match but the One isn't going to let Dan Murph dance all over him.
Max: Referee! We need a referee out here to break up the henious assault.
Daniel: Shut up!
One is set and roars for the flustered and downed Dan Murph to get to his feet. Carlos Gonzalez is up onto the apron and the One catches sight of him out of the corner of his eye. Carlos is like a rabbitt caught in the headlights as the One turns quickly and grabs him by the collar... One drags the chairman over the ropes and into the ring! The crowd are going nuts as One drags the now frightened Gonzalez to his feet and starts to roar at him. Carlos tries to beg off but the One is emphatically shaking his head. One pulls Carlos up onto his shoulder and the pop is deafening.
Max: Wait! He can't do that to the boss. Someone dial 911.
Daniel: Repeat after me, God-Like-Drop!
Max: Ahhhhhhhh!
One does a turn to every corner so that the crowd can see Carlos in position. He strikes the God Like Pose and the crowd chant for the move that is coming..... Dan Murph drills the One with the steel chair right across the face sending him down and saving Carlos Gonzalez! The crowd heat is unreal and that was one hell of a stiff chairshot. Murph tosses the chair down and a close up on the one shows a nasty gash across his forehead from where that chair connected. Gonzalez rolls away gripping onto the ropes as Dan Murph drags the One up, who's body now seems to a lifeless vessel. Murph drags the One up into a Firemans Carry and looks into the eyes of his boss. "Drop him down!" is the call from Gonzalez. F5 onto the steel chair!
Daniel: Oh for the love of..........
Max: Well there is the price you pay when you take Skittles away from the boss.
Daniel: The One is a bloody mess and.... What the hell are they doing now.
Carlos grabs a mic from Mina and leans against the ropes, a smile on his face.
Carlos: My apologies, it seems I was wrong to take such a contest away from the people. Sound the bell please because Dan Murph versus the One is going ahead after all.
Daniel: Has he lost his mind!?
The crowd heat is massive as the bell sounds. The One doesn't seem to be concious and Dan Murph stands over him, his hands on his lips and a big smile plastered across his face. Murph turns the One over and and hooks both his arms before pulling back into a seated Cobra Clutch on the One!
Max: The Black Death!
Daniel: This is revolting, I am refusing to call this action any further.
Max: You won't have to because the One won't be concious for too much longer.
Dan Murph is leaning back and screaming his head off, blood is running down the unconcious face of the one. Ray Ramsey checks the One and has seen enough, calling for the bell after just a couple of seconds! The crowd heat is unbelievable but bell or not Murph keeps the Black Death applied on the battered and bloody One.
Mina: Here is your winner by a knockout, Dan Murph!
The crowd respond with huge heat as Murph finally decides to let the One loose. Ones face falls down into the canvas and he lays there motionless. Carlos Gonzalez steps back into the ring and grabs the wrist of his man, rasing Murphs arm into the air to huge heat as 'Stricken' hits.
Daniel: This sickening, we'll be right back.
TNT comes back from commercial to reveal Van Risen and The Shadow standing in the parking lot, talking to police as the camera cuts to the ring.
Fatal Fourway Match for the #1 Contendership of the Florida State Championship
Jesse Long vs. Justin Dreamer vs. Nick Comoroto vs. Johnny Saxton
Mina: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are now ready for our Fatal Four way Number 1 Contenders match....for the Florida State Title
First coming to the ring.....from Trenton New Jersey.......”The Incredible” Nick Comoroto
Blow Me Away by Breaking Benjamin comes over the speakers as Nick pushes open the side door....he looks around the venue before sliding into the ring and picking a far corner....he looks up at the upper floor...he cringes.
Mina: The next combatant coming to the ring...... From New York, New York........Johnny Saxton
“Black by Sevendust plays as Johnny takes a step through the door way.....he takes off his sunglasses and takes his time to look around the venue as well, his eyes lock onto Nick as he lifts himself into the ring and choosing the opposite corner....he stretches a bit as Mina introduces the next wrestler.
Mina: The third wrestler in this match, hailing from Los Angeles, California.......Justin Dreamer
“Wait and Bleed by Slipknot comes over the speakers, Dreamer comes out the door way, he lifts a steel chair into the air and waits for his pyro...then he remembers there is none this time around....he slides quickly into the ring....and then rushes right for Saxton
Saxton ducks as ducks a huge chair shot that ends up nailing the top turnbuckle.....Dreamer is shaken up as Saxton locks his arms around him and drives him down with a huge German suplex......Dreamer hits and then rolls out of the ring, the chair still in his hand.....he lays on the mat for a bit.
Mina: And the final member of this match......coming from right here in Jacksonville Beach, Fla......”The American Icon” Jesse Long
America By Santana and P.O.D., with an America The Beautiful intro starts up and Jesse steps out into the door way, he throws his hands into the air.....then he takes his turn to rush the ring......before he makes it in though Dreamer is in front of him with that same steel chair
Dreamer swings forward just in time for Jesse to catch the chair with his now mid air foot....Dreamer is smashed in the face with a huge running VanDaminator
He is laid out yet again on the mat as Saxton rushes Nick.....Saxton lands a heavy right that drops Nick to his back since he was busy watching Dreamer get nailed.
Daniel: All of these men seem very interested in getting this match started Max.
Max: And the bell has yet to be sounded.....
Daniel: Well at least we know your ears work right still.
Max: your momma said the same thing to me last night.....ooooo burn
Daniel: that just hurts my head Max.
Saxton Immediately starts stomping away at Nick in the corner.....he seems to start targeting his left shoulder and arm with his brutal kicks.
Saliva starts to spurt from Nicks mouth with every boot that nails him....Saxton seems to be alive with energy as the crowd starts chanting out loud with each stomp.
Jesse Long slides into the ring and runs up behind Saxton.....A dropsault drives Saxton into the top turnbuckle, and as he bounces back Jesse is there with the school boy roll up
1..........
We then all realize that the match hasn’t started yet
Nick kicks Jesse in the side hard.....Jesse releases Johnny and rolls over in time to get an elbow drop from Nick across his chest.....Nick grabs his arm after he lands and lets out a grunt of pain....he gets back to his feet and grabs Jesse by the hair, Jesse drives his elbow into Nicks tummy (thats right I put tummy ) And then again...then brings his elbow up and tries to slam Nicks nose through his head, Nick stumbles backwards a few steps and Jesse stands up and takes a step.....right into a foot to his gut and then another move to the mat as he is driven down to his head with a nice DDT.
Daniel: All these men really want to come out on top.
Max: That would make sense to me man, why there in the match and all.
Daniel: Dreamer is finally making it back into the ring
Justin Dreamer actually crawls into ring finally and the ref calls for the bell.
Nick is the only one standing until Saxton gets back to his feet......Nick meets him with his arms wide open and then wrapped around him.....Nick launches Saxton across the ring with an over the head belly to belly suplex.
Dreamer makes it to his feet and chargers Nick....Nick ducks the clothesline, turns and hits Dreamer with a right hand.....Dreamer fires back with his own right hand.....Nick goes for his own clothesline, but Dreamer ducks it as well, Nicks back hits the ropes and Dreamer takes both of them over it with huge clothesline.
There bodies slap the floor hard
Jesse has made it to his feet using the corner to get up, Saxton clotheslines him into the corner from behind....Jesse stumbles backwards and takes a right hand to his face, then fires back his own....then blocks a right hand from Saxton and hits his own right hand, then another....then he leaps into the air and takes Saxton down with a hurricanrana.
Jesse is fast back up and sees both Dreamer and Nick getting to there feet outside....Jesse takes off and soon goes flying over the top rope and nails both of them with a front flip plancha
Max: I think Jesse Long just broke his ass
Daniel: He might have broken there bodies though...fair trade?
Saxton is stirring in the ring while the other three men stir slightly outside....Jesse having taken less of the blow is a bit faster to his feet and knowing full well what he can get away with starts searching under the ring.....another chair is pulled out Jesse opens it and sets it in front of Dreamer and Nick.......Jesse backs up as Dreamer starts to get to his feet.....Jesse runs forward and jumps up to the chair.....Dreamer bounces from his knee and drills Jesse with a strong gore as he comes off the chair
Saxton rolls out of the ring slowly and starts to lift Nick to his feet.
Dreamer lifts up the chair as he gets back up.....he turns and fires for Saxton’s head......Saxton dives to the side and Nick takes a horrendous chair shot right to his face
Saxton locks his arms around Dreamers waist and hoists him up....Dreamer swings backwards and nails Saxton over the head.....
Dreamer stands alone and lifts the chair high over his head....the crowd as silent, he looks around trying to figure out why......soon he knows why as Jesse low blows him from behind.....Dreamer bends over and heaves.
Max: I hope Justin Dreamer didnt plan on having any children
Daniel: This match has degraded into one huge mess.....
Max: Degraded, it started out as a Cluster Fuck
Daniel: I was trying to add to the match Max.
Jesse grabs the back of Dreamers shorts and his head and starts leading him away from the ring.....they go down an empty isle.....Dreamer scores with an elbow into Jesse’s stomach.....then tries to go upstairs but Jesse blocks in and nails him with a right hand....turns him around and then shoves him headfirst into one of the speakers
Dreamer crumples in front of the speaker....Jesse goes to get him back up but goes face first into the speaker as Saxton hits him with a dropkick from behind......Jesse turns just in time to dodge the boot coming for his back and hits Saxton with a right hand....Saxton goes for one, Jesse somehow manages to dodge it and cartwheel behind Saxton, he then leaps forward and bulldogs Saxtons face right into the unprotected ground.
Jesse turns and gets a right hand from Nick to his face that backs him up.....he bumps into the speaker, then ducks a right hand that has Nick hurting his fist on the speaker....before Jesse can launch an offense though Nick hits him in the stomach with a boot...then a right hand to the face that staggers him back again....he trips backwards and lands on the steps....he scurries up a few before nailing a following Nick with a kick to the gut, Nick nails him with another right hand and they go higher up the stairs.....
Daniel: Jesse and Nick seem to be going to a dangerous area
Max: I have a feeling the next several minutes are going to be some of the highest rated tonight
Daniel: we arnt supposed to talk about that on AIR
Max: Jesse just feel UP the stairs
Jesse took a right hand to the face again this stumbles him backwards and he trips and falls to the top of the steps....Nick races up and sits on top of Jesse and starts raining down blows to his face and neck. Nick pulls Jesse up and nails him with another right hand...Jesse slams his right fist into Nicks face....Nick fires back again....Jesse has his right hand ducked under and soon he is up in the air.
Nick drives Jesse down hard with a huge backdrop, when Jesse hits dust and wood pieces fall from the second floor with the weight of his landing.....Nick doesnt even let him get a breath in before he has him back to his feet, has him by the hair and slams his face into the wall.....and then again....and again.
Jesse leans up against the wall as Nick takes a step back, a clothesline drives Jesse into the wall even more
Nick grabs ahold of him as he stumbles back from the wall, Jesse drives an elbow into his nose...Nick fades back and hits the railing.
Nick throws a right hand but its blocked, Both nick and Jesse soon meet the floor as Saxton hits them with a double clothesline.....he raises his hands high into the air and the crowd gives a small pop from down below.
Daniel: Johnny Saxton picking his spot and coming out on top there
Saxton is suddenly slammed up against the railing by someone....and then up and over
Saxton flips over the railing and falls straight down and through the stage.
Max: I think Justin Dreamer just picked a better spot Daniel.
Daniel: Someone get medics down there and make sure he is still alive
Max: someone get that on tap so I can watch it at home tonight
Daniel: I don’t even want to know what you might be doing while watching that max.....
Medics start to climb onto the stage area to check out Saxton.....
Dreamer turns around gets a right hand from Nick....then Jesse hits him witha high dropkick....Dreamer stumbles back into the railing....the crowd starts to go crazy as he looks to go over.....but Nick grabs him...and then Jesse does....they double whip him right into the wall.....then turn him and whip him backwards, right off the stairs!
Dreamer tumbles down each step with a sick thud and a moan sound....
Nick and Jesse are on each other before he has even hit the bottom, Some medics head right for him as Jesse starts to teeter very near the edge of the steps...but he quickly turns it around and has Nick dancing on the end of the stairs.
Nick suddenly lifts Jesse into the air, spins 360 degrees and drives him to the deck with a spinebuster.....Nick goes for the cover!
Daniel: its no DQ but its not falls count anywhere...Nick needs to get Jesse back down to the ring to end this!
Max: I hope he doesnt choose the fast way!
Nick finally figures out he isnt getting a three count....so he grabs Jesse’s legs and starts heading down the stairs....Jesse’s head bounces down every step along the way......near the bottom Jesse gets a boot free and nails Nick in the ass.
Nick goes face first into that already dented speaker and ends up leaned against it holding his face....
Jesse is up much faster then even he seems to figure, and gets his hands on everyones favorite item a chair.
Jesse folds it up and reaches back....Jesse sandwiches Nicks head between a chair and that speaker!
Nicks knees seem to buckle a little, but he doesnt go down!
Jesse seems angry and reaches back with the chair again....and with another slam to Nicks head his knees straighten! Nicks arms reach up.....Jesse hits him yet again, but Nick stands up straight.....Jesse swings again and Nick ducks, Jesse gets a bit shaken up as the chair smashes full force into the speaker and then makes a screeching sound. Jesse drops the chair and grabs his ears, Nick quickly grabs Jesse and smashes him face first into the speaker and then grabs him by pants and head and starts leading him back to the ring.....he drives him into the apron back first and nails him with a chop to his chest, then a right hand to the face, and a chop to the chest, and a right hand to the face and then a huge european uppercut that drops Jesse to his knees.
Nick lifts up the apron and starts looking!
Max: The hardcore hating Nick Comoroto seems to have lost a bit of his mind with those chair shots!
Daniel: He definitely has that crazy look......
Max: even im scared!
Daniel: Did you wet yourself?
Nick rummages around till he finds a FEW things he seems to like....a ladder, a trash can and a two foot piece of barb wire all on its own......
Each one of these things gets tossed into the ring as he finds them, then Jesse is hefted up and tossed into there as well.
Nick slides in and gets Jesse to his feet, he straightens him up with another European uppercut then whips him into the ropes....he goes for a high knee, Jesse keeps ahold of the leg and rolls Nick up!
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Nick kicks out hard and rushes back to his feet.....Jesse is up to and rushes Nick but ends up face first into a garbage can!
Nick smashes Jesse over the head with the can, then nails him again, he sticks the can over jesse’s head and drops him to the mat with a nice standing dropkick...
Nick looks around and grabs the ladder.....he puts it over into the corner and gets Jesse back to his feet, the can still over his head.
He whips him into the ladder with a loud clank, Nick rushes the corner and body splashes Jesse, can and all....Jesse drops the mat and rolls a bit the can comes of slowly as he rolls around in pain.
Nick then gets ahold of that barbed wire!
Daniel: Nick has lost his mind!
Max: O man I love this!
Daniel: Don’t do it Nick!
Nick waits as Jesse slowly makes it back to his feet.....Jesse is up to a knee and Nick gets the wire ready and goes over his head.....Jesse gets his hands up and manages to block the attempt!
Jesse and Nick struggle to keep position...Jesse makes it back to his feet still fighting, he manages to get turned around so the wire is between them....he nails Nick in the stomach with a boot and then wraps the wire around Nicks neck!
Jesse pulls back and uses the wire to force Nick to lean back...Jesse drives him down with a Eye of the Hurricane.
Jesse gets Nick back up and locks him up in a full nelson, pressing down hard on the back of his neck.......
Nick squirms around as the wire is still trapped around his neck.....but he gets his head back and gets Jesse in the jaw...he then shoots around and locks in his own full nelson, it isnt long until Jesse pushes him backwards slamming him into the ladder!
As soon as Nick lessons the hold Jesse shoots around him, heads up the ladder two steps turns and leaps off with a big bulldog right onto the garbage can....and he rolls him over for the cover.
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Nick kicks out hard!
Jesse instantly starts working for a figure four!
Nick gets his legs free and scores a double leg take down and starts working his own submission....he gets the legs crossed and attempts to roll Jesse over for the Sharpshooter, Jesse isnt letting him roll him over.....Nick suddenly goes the other way and has the Sharpshooter locked in!
Daniel: Nicks got the sharpshooter locked in tight!
Max: Both men are sweaty though and Nick is bleeding from his neck.....
Jesse claws at the mat and Nick tries to wrench it in even tighter.....Jesse drags himself closer to the ladder, and starts workin his way up the rungs!
Nick tries to push down on him...he seems a little light headed from the blood running slowly down his chest as Jesse walks with his hands up the ladder slowly as well.
Nick steps forward to get Jesse off the ladder, but Jesse pulls it along with them, causing the ladder to fall over and crash down on Nicks head!
Jesse slowly pulls himself out from under Nick and the ladder....he gets up and looks down...then to the crowd, they know what is next and let out a pop as Jesse steps out to the apron.
He leaps up, bounces off the top rope and frog splashes the ladder into the back of Nick!
He pushes the ladder off and rolls Nick over and goes for the cover....
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....Nick kicks out, Jesse looks frustrated and goes for another cover....
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Nick kicks out harder this time!
Daniel: Nick just kicked out of the Long Shot 2.0!
Max: Well no shit Daniel, this is for a title shot, you gotta take someone out by like, throwing them off the second floor or pushing them down a flight of stairs really...
Jesse kicks Nick in the side as anger flares across his face. Nick blocks the next kick and pushes his opponent away.....Jesse comes back at him fast but doesnt see the boot that hits him in the crotch!
Nick scurries over to the pretty squished garbage can and turns to nail Jesse with it but he gets a right hand that drops him back into the turnbuckle.....Jesse grabs the can and nails Nick over the head who falls on his ass in the corner....the crowd starts to pop loud again as they can see what is about to go on, Jesse tries to stuff the garbage can in Nicks face, after a few stiff kicks he gets it to stick in there.
Jesse heads to the other end of the ring and gets out on the apron...everyone can see the VanTerminator coming, so does Dreamer as Jesse hits the top rope and then crumbles to the ground as the chair bounces off his back!
Dreamer slides into the ring and goes for the cover...
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Nick its Dreamer over the back with the can hard......Dreamer rolls off Jesse and Nick gets him back to his feet....Nick hoists him up and looks for The Incredible Driver, but Dreamer squirms out and hits Nick with a heavy right hand and then a left to the gut and another right to the face, Dreamer kicks Nick and drives him hard to the mat with a nice DDT..
Daniel: Dreamer has just made a huge comeback!
Max: and id like to say it was with a might chair like bang to.....
Daniel: good one Max, don’t forget to bang your chest and say “ooga”.
Dreamer then tries a pin on Nick......
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Jesse is there to drop a fist onto Dreamer, he grabs Dreamer by the hair and gets him to his feet, he then lifts him into the air and body slams him onto the ladder....he then heads to the corner....he looks back and leaps to the top rope.....he splits his legs and bounces.....right onto Nicks shoulders!
Nick uses the momentum of Jesse’s maneuver and drives him down right onto Dreamer and the ladder with a huge Incredible Driver!
Nick then drags Dreamer off the ladder and covers him up.
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Mina: And your winner...and number 1 contender for the Florida State Title.......Nick Comoroto!
Nick celebrates his win as the camera cuts outside to the parking lot, where it's not Van Risen seen, but Dust and Boris walking toward the Freebird, a cocky smile on Dust's face.
Daniel: Oh my, it's main event time. JMC and Brock Goodman take on Dust and Boris... NEXT!
Daniel Justice: Hello again folks, and welcome back to Tuesday Night Turmoil. And…..Wow! What a night so far.
Max Stockton: Turmoil has been off the chain this week Daniel. Carlos Gonzalez has given us a great card…..from the legendary FreeBird!
Daniel Justice: I agree Max. We have crowned the number one contender for MVP’s Florida State Championship, as Nick Comoroto will meet MVP at Full Force. That was an incredible match up.
Max Stockton: Of course it was Daniel. This is Turmoil, and this is WPW. Forget the rest. We are the best.
Daniel Justice: And we are not done, Max. Up next is a match that wrestling forums have been buzzing about. This might be the biggest Main Event we have had on Turmoil. James Cassius is teaming with a man that you could say was once a friend of his…..Brock Goodman. But those two have so much tension between them, the question is, can they co-exist?
Max Stockton: That’s an easy one to answer Daniel. NO! Goodman hates Cassius, and I don’t care what kind of relationship they had in the past, they can’t co-exist. Goodman feels he should be the champ, and he will never let Cassius forger it.
Daniel Justice: This is true, but if they want to beat Boris and Dust, they will have to work together. You have to be professional.
Max Stockton: That is bull shit Daniel. I bet you Goodman hangs Cassius out to dry. I bet Brock let’s Dust and Boris have there way with Cassius/
Daniel Justice: Maybe. But speaking of Dust, is there anyone else who is hotter than the self proclaimed “People’s King”?
Max Stockton: Nope. Dust has hit WPW by storm. The guy is on a roll, and he will be the next WPW Heavyweight Champion. Mark it down Daniel.
Daniel Justice: Well that remains to be seen, but nevertheless, this is the first time that Dust and Cassius will be in the ring together. And let’s not forget that Dust and Goodman have issues as well.
Max Stockton: Which is where Boris comes in. The Black Russian is the wildcard here Max, and that big bastard………………..
Daniel Justice: Hey!
Max Stockton: ………….will bring the pain to both Cassius and Brock. Oh…and I wonder if Sophie will come out here with her brother?
Daniel Justice: I wondered about that myself. With Goodman out here, I think she would be safer to stay in the back.
Tag Team Match
Brock Goodman & James Moriarty Cassius vs. Dust & Boris
'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 down the walkway 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 Henderson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, the team of “The People’s King” Dust and “The Black Russian”…….Boris.
Daniel Justice: Whether you like him or not, you cannot dispute the ability Dust possesses.
Max Stockton: How can anyone not like this man? Such great ability. Such a great ring technician.
Daniel Justice: And you are such an ass kisser. (shakes head) Look, we all know of Dusts’ technical prowess. But it is his arrogance and the way he treats others that turns people off. Look at what he did when he was younger. He walked out on his wife and newborn son.
Max Stockton: He did that for a reason. He stays with them, then we are not looking at the next WPW World Heavyweight Champion. A hard decision, but one that was the right call.
Daniel Justice: Are you serious? Give me a break. Dust didn’t have to leave his family behind. He is a selfish prick.
Max Stockton: Watch it Daniel! Or I’ll tell Dust what you called him.
Daniel Justice: (rolls eyes)
Ten Thousand Fists kicks in and out steps Brock Goodman. He looks over the crowd at the Freebird, and then makes his way to the ring. Dust and Boris are on the outside talking smack to the fans. Brock enters the ring and just stares down Dust.
Mina Henderson: And there opponents. Introducing first…..Brock Goodman
Max Stockton: The man who should be wearing Heavyweight gold.
Daniel Justice: We gonna always go through this every time Brock has a match?
Max Stockton: Yes…we will, cause you know I’m right. If it wasn’t for Sophie, Brock would be our champion. And now, he has to sit and watch Dust fight Cassius.
“Teardrop” by Massive Attack begins to play. As the piano begins to play, JMC comes out through the doors. He then pauses, looking around and smiling at the crowd. He then struts to the ring as the drums kick in to the song, he then struts to the ring. He then walks up the steps, climbs through the ropes and spins on the spot like HBK or Kurt Angle does. The fans are going crazy for the WPW World Heavyweight Champion.
Mina Henderson: And introducing his partner….the WPW World Heavyweight Champion…..James Cassius!
Daniel Justice: Well, there he is ladies and gentlemen….the Heavyweight Champion. And Max, looks like Sophie is staying in the back for this one.
Max Stockton: Smart move on her part.
Daniel Justice: I have to agree.
Max Stockton: Oh….and look at our champion. Did he get a tan?
Daniel Justice: Looks that way, but why do you care?
Max Stockton: Just making an observation. The guy was pale, Daniel.
Dust and Boris are on the outside, as Dust is going over his team’s strategy for the match. Cassius and Goodman are staring one another down, as referee Paul Turner takes the Heavyweight title from JMC and hands it to Mina Henderson. Cassius never takes his eyes off of Goodman while handing Turner the title. The fans, must of whom are either drunk or have a real good buzz going, can feel the tension mounting. Cassius then starts to walk towards Goodman. Goodman then walks towards Cassius. The fans are now up on there feet. Boris gets Dusts attention and then points to the ring. Dust sees what is about to happen, and he smiles. Goodman and Cassius come close together, with the taller Goodman towering over Cassius. JMC looks up at Brock, but never says a word. Brock looks down at Cassius, and he clenches his fists. Cassius sees this and takes a step back. He looks at Brock’s clenched fists and then looks back up at Goodman. Dust and Boris watch on with amusement. Cassius then takes another step back, and then another, and then goes to his teams corner. He gets on the apron and then he nods at Brock. Brock seems confused. Dust tells Boris to get into the ring, which the Black Russian does. Paul Turner then prepares us and then calls for the bell.
Daniel Justice: I’m not quite sure what to make of that folks.
Max Stockton: Easy. It’s obvious that Cassius can’t go toe to toe with Goodman, so he is resorting to mind tricks.
Daniel Justice: That or he realizes that he needs Goodman to work with him if they are gonna beat Dust and Boris.
Max Stockton: No way Goodman will trust Cassius. No way!
The bell sounds and the two big men begin to circle one another. Both men try to measure each other up. After a few seconds, they tie up. Both men try to gain leverage on the other, but neither man can. They break the hold and each man steps back. After a few seconds, they tie up again a second time, and the result is the same. They break the hold and each man looks at one another out of respect. Dust calls for Boris to come to him, and he whispers something into the Black Russian’s ear. Goodman waits as Boris comes back out. They go to lock up a third time, but Boris gets a knee into Goodman’s midsection. Boris whips Goodman into the ropes. Brock comes off with a shoulder block that staggers Boris but doesn’t put him down. Boris gathers himself and pounds his chest, telling Brock to do it again. Brock complies with the request, and hits another shoulder block. The result is the same, as the Black Russian pounds his chest even harder. He tells Brock to do it again, and Brock runs and bounces off the ropes. Boris charges in looking for a clothesline, but Brock ducks it. Brock comes off the ropes and nails a flying shoulder block and this time the Black Russian goes down. Boris gets right back up, but Brock is on him like white on rice with some thunderous rights, as the fans start to “Pop” for Goodman. Brock seems confused by this, and this opens a window for Boris to poke Brock in the eyes. Turner saw it, and warns Boris, but the Black Russian could care less. Scoop slam by Boris followed by an elbow drop on the throat of Goodman. Boris gets Brock up and whips him into the turnbuckle. Boris charges in, but Brock gets a boot to Boris’ face. Brock looks for a clothesline, but Boris ducks it, picks Goodman up and nails a nice back body suplex. The Black Russian gets to his feet and then he drags Goodman to where Dust is standing. Boris tags in Dust, to much heat from the fans. Boris clobbers on Goodman’s back while Dust get’s into the ring. Turner is finally able to get Boris out of the ring, but while Turner’s back is to Dust, The People’s King rakes the eyes of Goodman. Dust back Goodman into the corner and lands a few knife edge chops. Dust starts to choke Goodman, as Turner does the five second count. Dust breaks the choke hold at five and then backs away. Turner is busy with Dust and doesn’t see that Boris is now choking Goodman. As Turner is turning around, Boris breaks the hold as a cocky and confident Dust slowly approaches his prey.
Daniel Justice: Dust and Boris had a game plan and they are working it to perfection….albeit they are bending the rules.
Max Stockton: Whatever. I am wondering why JMC is just standing in his corner, not trying to help his partner out? This is a tag match you know. He needs to be working with Brock.
Daniel Justice: Were you not the one who said that Goodman would leave Cassius hung out to dry?
Max Stockton: Well…..yeah…..but that was a bit……
Daniel Justice: Seems like Cassius beat him to the punch.
Max Stockton: And you are just loving that aren’t you?
Daniel Justice: Well…..it is pretty funny.
Dust kicks Goodman in the midsection a few times, as Goodman is still in the enemies corner. Dust taunts the crowd before he runs in with an elbow right into Goodman’s jaw. Dust tags Boris in, and the Black Russian comes in with more kicks to Brock’s midsection. Boris then sets up Goodman, and connects with a nice suplex. Boris makes the first cover attempt for the match.
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Two….. Goodman kicks out, but Boris is on him with a rear chin lock. It is obvious that the Black Russian has been learning some technical moves from his master, as he has it locked on nicely. Dust smiles as he watches his bodyguard disect Brock. Cassius is looking on. He hasn’t moves from his spot since the match begun. After a bit, Brock starts to get to his feet, as the fans start to get behind him. Brock drives an elbow into Boris’ midsection, and then another. But Boris gets a boot to the gut of Goodman to stop him. Boris backs up, near to where Cassius is. All of a sudden, Cassius nails Boris in the back of the head. The Black Russian turns around, his attention on the Heavyweight Champion. Goodman uses this to his advantage as he rolls up Boris.
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Two…. Boris kicks out, and both men are to there feet. Boris goes in with a right but it is blocked by Goodman. Goodman nails Boris with a few rights and then whips Boris into the ropes. Brock connects with a nice spine buster, and the fans applaud. Brock gets to his feet and is confused. “Why are the fans cheering for me?” he wonders. He then looks at Cassius who stares right back at him. After a few seconds, Cassius sticks his hand out for the tag. The fans are going nuts. They want the tag. Brock debates with himself whether he should tag Cassius in or not. Boris is slowly making his way towards Dust. Boris tags in Dust, but at the same time, Goodman tags in the WPW Heavyweight Champion. The Freebird is electric now, as standing in the ring is Cassius and Dust. Dust is standing near his corner, as Cassius comes in, his eyes never coming off of Goodman. Brock goes to the outside, and stands on the apron. Cassius then looks over, and his eyes connect with Dusts’.
Daniel Justice: Here we go folks. This is a moment we have been waiting for.
Max Stockton: Dust is gonna kill that freak that is our “Champion”
Daniel Justice: What the hell? You’ve got some nerve calling Cassius a freak. But who cares? The fans are just waiting to erupt when these two tear into one another.
Dust smiles a “shitty” smile at Cassius and then asks him if he wants a piece of “The People’s King” Cassius has a wicked smile on his face and tells Dust to bring it. Dust says okay and then……he tag in Boris. The fans are showering Dust with intense heat, as Boris steps into the ring. Dust gives Boris some instructions.
Daniel Justice: Is Dust scared to go one on one with the champ?
Max Stockton: Nope. Dust is just measuring Cassius up. That and he is playing with Cassius’ head.
Daniel Justice: I think he is a little apprehensive to face Cassius.
Max Stockton: And why is that?
Daniel Justice: Well….duh! Look at what just happened!
Boris looks at the champ and then starts to laugh. There is a size difference here, and Boris informs Cassius that he is about to crush him. Boris rushes in towards Cassius, but the champ takes him down with a nice leg sweep. Boris back to his feet as he charges in (again) on the champ. But again Cassius takes him down with another leg sweep. Cassius climbs on Boris’ back and then slaps (playfully) the back of Boris’ head. Cassius gets up and backs up. Boris is up, and he is none too happy. Boris charges in again but receives a drop kick to his face. Boris stumbles back. Cassius then runs in and jumps up, grabbing Boris’ head and then plants the big man with a DDT to a nice pop. Cassius makes a cover.
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Two…. Dust comes in with a stiff kick to Cassius’ head to break the count. Turner admonishes Dust and gets him out of the ring. Cassius shakes the cobwebs off, and then looks in Dusts direction. Cassius then grabs Boris’ right arm and then drags him towards Dust. Cassius wants Dust to tag in so they can square off. The fans want it to, but Dust drops down off the ring apron and just shakes his head at JMC. Dust informs Cassius that it will be on his terms, but Cassius is not amused. Cassius then goes to work on Boris, but the Black Russian has had enough time to recover and lands a punch to Cassius’ gut. He then grabs Cassius and then tosses him through the ropes, to the outside….right in front of Dust. Boris then gets Turner’s attention, and as he does, Dust stomps away on the champ. Goodman looks on, but he is making no effort to help his partner out. Dust is kicking Cassius like a man possessed, as Boris still has Turner’s attention. Goodman can stand it no longer, as he jumps off the ring apron and makes his way towards Dust. Dust sees Brock and then back’s away from Cassius. Brock stops about ten feet from Cassius, and then looks at Dust. Brock then looks back at Cassius and then proceeds to move in. Dust backs off. Brock picks Cassius up and then tosses him into the ring. Dust seems to be amused. Looks like Brock wants to win this match, even if it means he has to help out a man he hates. Boris pushes Turner to the side and then as Cassius is trying to get up, Boris comes down with a double axe handle to the back of Cassius. Boris then whips Cassius into the corner, where Dust is now standing. Boris walks over and makes the tag to Dust, who is now more than willing to step into the ring with the WPW World Heavyweight Champion. The heat on Dust is intense, but he could really give two craps about that. He has Cassius right where he wants him.
Daniel Justice: Oh! So now Dust wants to fight Cassius. How convenient.
Max Stockton: It’s smart, Daniel. You just hate Dust cause he is the smartest wrestler alive.
Daniel Justice: I don’t hate the guy, Max. I just wish he would fight a fair match with Cassius.
Max Stockton: Admit it. You hate him cause you envy him. You can admit it.
Daniel Justice: Why do I even bother? Look. I agree that the strategy Dust and Boris have used is smart. But Dust had the chance to go toe to toe with Cassius. He sat right next you Max and said that he did not fear Cassius. Well, by his actions tonight, you could make a strong argument that he does.
Dusts comes in and measures the champ up, and then slaps Cassius right across the right cheek, and then the left cheek. Dust laughs and then looks for another slap, but Cassius rares back and nails Dust with a right. Dust flails backwards, as Cassius grabs Boris and then hot shots his neck into the ropes. Boris falls down hard to the floor, and then Cassius turns his attention to Dust. Dust sees Boris down on the outside, and then starts to beg Cassius off. But the champ isn’t having none of it. Dust goes for a right, but it is blocked by Cassius. Cassius starts to hammer away with rights and lefts as the Freebird goes nuts. Goodman watches the action. He is showing no emotion whatsoever. Cassius backs Dust into a corner and then climbs the turnbuckle. Cassius calls out to the mostly drunken crowd, and then starts to hammer away with some rights (with the crowd counting along)
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Ten…. Cassius jumps down from the turnbuckle and backs away. Dust stumbles out forward a few feet and does a “Ric Flair” type flop. The crowd goes nuts as Cassius plays to them. But then, Goodman makes a blind tag and comes into the ring. Cassius is confused, but Brock pays him no never mind and makes a cover.
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Two….Cassius pulls Goodman off of Dust! Brock gets up and glares at Cassius. Brock asks what JMC was doing? Cassius wants to know why Brock made a blind tag? Both men get into a heated argument, demanding answers from one another. But before anything can really get going, Turner comes in and tells Cassius to get out of the ring. While Turner is busy getting Cassius out of the ring, Boris sneaks into the ring. He grabs Goodman from behind and nearly decapitates him with a stiff clothesline. Boris slides out of the ring, and then crawls to his corner so Turner can’t see him. Boris then gets back to his corner, and is on the ring apron. Dust saw what Boris did, and he tells Boris “Good job.”. Boris nods, as Dust gets to his feet. Dust takes his boot and then runs Goodman’s face down it. He then kicks Goodman a few times in the head for good measure, and then goes to taunt Cassius. JMC wants a piece of Dust so bad, he tries to get into the ring, but Turner is there to stop him. Dust then takes this time to grab Goodman and tosses him to the outside. Dust then says something to Boris, who jumps off the apron and makes his way towards Brock. Dust then goes back to egging on Cassius, who is going rabid just wanting to get his mitts on Dust. With the referee distracted, Boris goes to work on Goodman on the outside. He picks Goodman up in a bear hug, showing his incredible strength. Boris then rams Goodman’s back into the steel ring post not once….not twice….but three times. He then decides to return the favor to Goodman, by planting him hard onto the floor with a spine buster!
Daniel Justice: Holy sh……….!
Max Stockton: Watch it Daniel!
Daniel Justice: That was wicked. I have to admit. Dust and Boris are on it tonight. I don’t think the atmosphere has bothered Dust one bit.
Max Stockton: What do you mean?
Daniel Justice: The guy is a recovered alcoholic Max. We are in a bar. See what I am saying?
Max Stockton: (passes it off as nothing) Whatever! But Dust and Boris are dominating this match right now. And I can’t believe Boris is man handling Brock Goodman. Who would’ve thunk it.
Boris then tosses Brock back into the ring, and hollers at Dust. Dust turns and sees Brock, and gets Turner’s attention. Dust makes the cover.
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Thr………..JMC in to make the save, but instead of leaving, Cassius starts to pound away on Dust, much to the crowds delight. Turner is finally able to get Cassius off of Dust, and out of the ring. Turner tells Cassius to cool it or he could get his team disqualified. Dust is to his feet. He then looks over Brock and then goes for the Texas Cloverleaf! Dust locks it in, and Brock lets out a scream of pain. After a few seconds, Brock is able to reach out and grab the bottom rope. Turner calls for the break, and after the count Dust lets go. Dust then looks at Brock, as he still has a hold of the bottom rope. Dust is mad at himself for putting the hold on so close to the ropes. Dust then freezes. He looks out and sees a guy sitting at a table drinking a pint of Guiness. Boris looks on and sees something isn’t right. Goodman looks up and sees Dust is distracted. Goodman then gets up, grabs Dust and nails a release German suplex. The crowd pops, and as Goodman gets to his feet and hears them popping for the move he did, he can’t figure out why the fans are behind him. Still, he picks Dust up and whips him into the ropes. Dust comes off the ropes to be greeted by a big boot from Goodman. Brock makes a cover.
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Two…..Boris comes in and drops an elbow down, but Brock saw him coming and got out of the way. Instead, Boris connects with the elbow to his master. Boris sees this, and is in shock. He stands and turns….right into a charging Goodman. Flying clothesline connects! Goodman to his feet, as the fans cheer for him. He looks around, still confused. He gets close to the ropes. Blind tag from Cassius, and the Heavyweight Champion is now in. Dust gets to his feet, and Cassius is waiting behind him. Dust turns. Brock comes in and gets Dust in the goozle. Chokeslam connects! Brock turns towards Cassius and he is none too pleased with the blind tag Cassius did. JMC tells Brock it was pay back. Before Brock can do anything, Turner is able to get Brock out of the ring. Cassius, in the meantime, has climbed the turnbuckle and is calling for the Swanton. But Boris is up, and he pushes Cassius off the top, and down to the hard floor. The crowd let’s out a sudden gasp as they hear the thud that Cassius’ body makes when it hit’s the floor. Boris is in his corner, as Dust is coming to. Dust looks around wondering where Cassius is. Turner looks around as well, wondering the same thing. Boris goes and gets Cassius and then picks him up and tosses him back into the ring. Dust senses an opportunity here, and as such he hooks Cassius up. He’s going for the Three Cheers. First rolling suplex connects. Then the second one connects. Now Dust is looking to finish the move off, getting Cassius up in the Fireman’s carry. From out of nowhere comes Brock with another big boot to Dust’s face. Cassius’ body falls to mat, as does Dusts. Boris has seen enough, as he comes in and grabs Goodman. Now the two big men start to trade punches with one another, as the fans erupt. They are loving this action.
Daniel Justice: I guess Brock Goodman does care if he wins.
Max Stockton: Sure he does. He wants to show that he should be the champ and that he is a true main eventer.
Daniel Justice: Max. The guy all but said he didn’t care about winning this match.
Max Stockton: When did he say that?
Daniel Justice: Watch the promo’s more often….wrestling guru.
Boris is able to get the upper hand. He backs Goodman up to the ropes. He whips Goodman, but Brock reverses it. Brock holds on and looks for a clothesline. Boris ducks it. Boris grabs hold of Brock and then nails a German suplex. Boris is getting technical tonight. But Brock gets up, albeit a tad wobbly. Boris runs at him, and takes himself and Brock over the top rope with a clothesline. Dust is now back to his feet, but so is Cassius. Turner has his attention on Brock and Boris, trying to separate them and restore some order to the match. Dust tries for a right. Blocked by Cassius, but instead of Cassius hitting a right of his own, he jumps up and nails a standing Hurricanrana on the People’s King. Dusts momentum carries him under the ropes and down to the floor. Now all four men are on the outside. Dust manages to use a fans legs to help him up. But as he gets up, he see that the man has a drink in his hand. Dust starts to back up, and swipes the glass out of the guys hand. The fan is none too pleased by this. Cassius has climbed the turnbuckle, waiting for Dust to turn around. As Dust does, Cassius comes flying off with a cross body. Dust moves out of the way at the last section, as Cassius nails the very same fan that was upset with Dust with the cross body. A “Holy Shit!’ chant starts up. Boris and Brock have now made there way towards the stairs that lead to the second floor, as Turner is in tow trying to get order restored. Boris is hammering away on Brock, but as he does, Dusts yells for him. Boris stops and looks at his master. Boris then leaves Brock alone and heads towards Dust. Turner checks on Brock, but then he heads to the ring. Dust gets in the ring as Boris approaches Cassius’ body lying next to the fan the champ accidentally took out. Dust looks at Boris and tells him to throw Cassius in the ring. Boris does as instructed. As Cassius is thrown into the ring, Dust drags him to the center. Dust then looks at the fans and says it is all over now. Dust locks in the…..Anaconda Vice!
Max Stockton: This is it Daniel! This is it! Dust will make our chump champ tap out!
Daniel Justice: It does look bleak for our champion, but he is a fighter.
Max Stockton: Fighter or not, he aint getting out of this hold. Dust has it on tight.
All of a sudden, out runs a frantic Sophie Cassius, as the fans go nuts. Dust sees her and smiles a “cocky” smile at her, asking Sophie if she can save her brother? Sophie has a worried look on her face, as she pounds the mat, trying to get the fans behind her dear brother Sophie then pulls out a big bottle of Vodka and starts to tease Dust with it….ever so seductively. Dust, his eyes becoming entranced by this, is doing all he can to keep the hold on. Boris sees this as well, as he jumps off the apron and makes his way towards Sophie. Turner sees Boris going after Sophie. Sophie sees Boris and she starts to run away from the Black Russian. Turner looks back at Cassius, trying to see if he will give up. Dusts grasp of the hold was loosened a bit, thanks to the temptation that is Sophie and the bottle of Vodka. Cassius isn‘t quitting yet. Boris is still giving chase to Sophie, when from out of nowhere comes a crutch to the head of Boris….courtesy of Brock Goodman. Boris goes down, but he aint out of it. Brock then takes a glass of whisky from a fan and smashes it in Boris face. The Black Russian is now woozy. Sophie looks at Brock, as the fans cheer Goodman for helping out Sophie. Brock looks around and seems to be embracing the fans. Sophie lets out a smile. Brock tells her that he has something else in store for Boris, as he goes to grab another crutch. He took it from some young kid with a cast on his leg. Brock actually asks the kid for the crutch, and the kid is happy to give it to him. Brock turns and tells Sophie to watch this. Brock is about to nail Boris with it, and then…………WHAM!!!!!……………….Brock nails Sophie Cassius with the crutch, right on her pretty head. The fans boo the hell out of Goodman, who then gets Boris up. Brock connects with the Final Resting Place (spinning crucifix bomb) on the Black Russian. Brock then gets up and laughs at the crippled kid. He pushes the kid down to a ton of heat. Back in the ring, it looks like Cassius is getting set to tap out, as Dust is screaming at him to do so. Goodman comes sliding in, and he drives his boot right into the temple of Dusts skull. The hold is broken, but the damage has been done to Cassius.
Daniel Justice: This action is unreal…..it’s…..it’s………
Max Stockton: It is freaking unbelievable. Brock Goodman just nailed the Final Resting Place on Boris. And then he about killed poor ol’ Sophie with that crutch shot.
Daniel Justice: That was uncalled for.
Max Stockton: She shouldn’t have come out here Daniel. She had no business out here and she got what was coming to her.
Daniel Justice: That’s just mean Max.
Max Stockton: It’s the truth.
Goodman then takes Dust and tosses him to the outside. Turner is getting on to Goodman, but Brock could care less. Brock is on the outside and he takes a bottle of Guiness from a fan, He looks at the bottle and then looks at Dust. He forced open Dusts’ mouth and makes Dust drink the Guiness. Brock holds Dusts’ mouth closed as the alcohol is consumed. Brock smiles, but Dust then starts to fight back. Right’s and lefts connect to Brock, as he stumbles backwards. Turner, caught up in the moment, never does start the count out. He realizes this and then starts to count.
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Three…Dust is punching away at Brock’s midsection.
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Five…. Brock gets a knee to Dusts gut, and then clubs The People’s King on the back, knocking him down to the floor.
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Seven…..Brock rolls into the ring and glares at Turner. Brock looks over at Cassius, who is still out of it.
Brock smiles and then goes back outside to work on Dust some more. But Dust is ready for him, as he is holding a bottle of Michelob Light in his hand. Brock comes over and Dust takes the bottle and gets the alcohol into the eyes of Goodman. Goodman is swinging his arms like a wild man, as he is temporarily blinded. Dust then drop kicks the right knee of Goodman for good measure, making sure he goes down. Dust then grabs, gets him set………….TO DUST connects on the floor! By this time, Turner, who started the count out when Brock went outside is at seven. Dust sees this, and by the count of nine, Dust slides into the ring. Once in the ring, Dust looks out to Goodman, who is laid out. Dust curses him out for Brock making him take a drink. JMC is now pulling himself up by the ropes, as he is still reeling from the effects of the Anaconda Vice. Dust gets behind him, stalking his prey like a snake would a mouse. Cassius is up to his feet, and as he turns around, Dust gets Cassius ready for a To Dust. But the champ is a fighter, and he starts to elbow Dust in the face. This causes Dust to break the hold, as he stumbles backwards. Dust then regroups and charges in. But the champ is ready, even though he is fighting on fumes. He locks Dust up, turns him…….Cassius Driver connects to a thunderous ovation from the Freebird faithful. Both men are down, and all Cassius has to do is cover Dust. But the champ used just about all he had left to hit his finisher. Cassius starts to move and he slowly makes his way towards Dust. He drapes an arm over Dust for the cover.
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Three………NO! Dust gets a foot on the bottom rope. The fans can’t believe. Neither can the champ, as he thought he had it won. Cassius looks to Turner, but the referee says it was that close.
Daniel Justice: Oh My God! This action is incredible folks. No matter how you feel about any of the competitors in this match, you have to love there desire to win.
Max Stockton: I can’t argue that, Daniel. This is what WPW is all about. Bringing the fans the top talent in the world and the best matches money can buy.
Daniel Justice: Amen to that!
We start to hear the fans make some ruckus, and we soon see why. The Black Russian is now back up, and he is pounding away on Brock Goodman. Goodman, still reeling from the To Dust, is helpless. Boris grabs Goodman by his short hair, and starts to drag Brock with him. We can see that Boris is bleeding on his forehead, and it seems that the sight of his own blood has enraged him. Boris drags Brock up the stairs to the second level, and the fans now have there full attention on him and Brock. Meanwhile, Turner is doing the count out, but JMC gets to his feet and stops the count. He takes a moment and then sees Boris and Brock on the second level. Boris stops when he sees that he is standing over where a table is underneath him. He then starts to tear a part a section of the railing, clearing a big enough spot to his satisfaction. He then wants to get Brock set up, but from out of nowhere, Brock low blows Boris. Brock then grabs the big Russian by the neck. Using all the strength he has left in him, Brock picks Boris up. He then runs through the section that Boris tore down, and then choke slams Boris (and himself) through a table. The fans are going fucking nuts, as a “WPW” and “Holy Shit” chants can be heard.
Daniel Justice: I think Brock just killed himself and Boris. This is insane….and I love it!
Max Stockton: (Shocked, and can’t say a word, but his facial expression tells what he is feeling).
Daniel Justice: (looks at Max) Well put Max.
Cassius is shaking his head as well. He saw the whole thing, and though he might not like Brock, he has to admire the guy. If only he knew what Sophie did for him and what Brock did to Sophie. But he has yet to notice that Sophie is still laid out cold. Cassius then prepares to finish this match once and for all. Dust is stirring, and by now he has gotten to his feet. Dust gets himself in a corner, and as he turns, Cassius is charging in towards him. Dust moves and Cassius nails the turnbuckle. Cassius goes backwards, and when he does, Dust seizes the opportunity. He rolls Cassius up, and when he does, we see that Dust has a hand full of tights.
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Three………..NO! Cassius somehow manages to kick out. Dust is up and he is none too happy with Turner. He shoves Turner and tells him it should have been three. Turner shoves Dust back and tells him that it wasn’t and that he will DQ Dust if he touches him again. Dust then goes to grab Cassius, but then JMC rolls Dust up for a cover.
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Three………………Dust kicks out. Both men are up. Cassius charges in, but Dust greets him with a knife edge chop. Cassius backs up, giving Dust some space. Dust charges in. Cassius sidesteps him. Kick to Dusts gut, and Cassius is looking for The Soliloqui. Dust shoves Cassius off. JMC comes off the ropes, and Dust catches him. Dust tries once again to nail Cassius with a To Dust, but the champ fights him off. Dust stumbles backwards, as Cassius looks to come in. But then….out of the corner of his eye….Cassius sees that Sophie is hurt and is being attended to by some medical staff. The champ is distracted as he wonders what in the world happened. Dust then comes from behind and rolls the champ up in a schoolboy.
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Threee……………..!!!!! That’s it! Dust has pinned the Champ. Dust has pinned the Champ! Dust rolls out of the ring, as Cassius gets to his feet. He realizes that his streak is done and that Dust has indeed pinned him here tonight. But, he soon turns his attention towards Sophie. Meanwhile, while all the action was going on, Boris and Brock were each taken to the back on stretchers. Dust makes his way to the back as the fans are still stunned that Dust did in fact pin JMC.
Mina Henderson: Here are your winners...the team of Dust and Boris!
Max Stockton: The Streak Killer did it again Daniel. Dust has pinned the champion here tonight. What a match.
Daniel Justice: He damn sure did. Wow. Dust clearly has momentum going into his title match with Cassius at Full Force. Even though this was in tag action, a win is a win.
Max Stockton: I couldn’t agree more. But man. I am still buzzing from that crazy move Brock did on Boris. That could be a career ender for both men.
Daniel Justice: It damn sure could have been. That was insane, but that is what WPW is all about. Bringing you the best action week in and week out.
Max Stockton: And folks, you got that match for free. You should thank Carlos Gonzalez for that one baby. That match was off the hook.
Daniel Justice: Well, this edition of Turmoil may go down as the best Turmoil we have done. What a night! What an incredible night from the Freebird folks. Glad you were with us.
JMC is with his sister as the medical team is getting her on a stretcher. The Champ is upset, but he is also worried about his sister, whom he loves so very much as Turmoil goes off the air.
Credits
Backstage Segments
Writers: The Judge
TNT Match Graphics
Artist: The Judge
Brooke Baker vs. Van Risen
Writer: The Judge
Sgt Pain, Mike Foxx, & Airborn vs. The Stallion, Chris Matthews, & Ben Whyndam
Writer: Phillyman
Dan Murph vs. The One
Writer: People's King
Nick Comoroto vs. Jesse Long vs. Justin Dreamer vs. Johnny Saxton
Writer: AFalseSinn
Brock Goodman & James Moriarty Cassius vs. Dust & Boris
Writer: Chazz