WPW Tuesday Night Turmoil - 4/3/07

[The Judge]

WPW Tuesday Night Turmoil
April 3rd, 2007
Kellner Auditorium
Beverly Hills, Florida

Attendance: 1189
Northeastern Florida's Previous: 1230



Daniel: Welcome everybody to Tuesday Night Turmoil! No time for long intos this week, as our first match is about to be under way!

Max: Shit, let me grab my pooper scooper.





Mina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. And it is for the WPW Hardcore Championship!!

Daniel: Well Max, 1 week after going to hell and back in a match against Spaz, The Stallion defends his Hardcore Title tonight against Andrew Xavier, a man who politicked himself into this match.

Max: So you're saying that Andrew Xavier is a dirty little suck up??

Daniel: Yes Max, thats exactly what I'm saying!

As the into to faint echoes through the air the crowd goes silent, than as the song continues the curtain opens and out steps Andrew Xavier. He holds his left wrist with his right hand then raises it above his head as blue pyro goes off in a circle all around him. As the song cuts into the main beat Andrew runs forward through a break in the fireworks and heads towards the ring. As he reaches the apron he slides right in and gets to his feet where he raises his arms to tuant like before. He then stands in the middle of the ring and awaits his opponent.

Mina: First, from Boston, MA. Weighing in at 340 Pounds, "New Age" Andrew Xavierrrrr!

"Take On Me" by Reel Big Fish - After the beginning countdown, fireworks flare from the ramp, and Stallion bursts to the ring.

Mina: And his opponent. From Dallas, Texas. Weighing in at 215 Pounds...He is the WPW Hardcore Champion...The Stallionnnn!!

The 2 men stare eachother down waiting for the other to make the first move. Stallion ultimatley walks up to Xavier and extends his hand wishing the former champ good luck. Xavier reaches out to shake his hand in return, but just as he is about to grab Stallion's hand, he nails him with a Big Boot. Xavier then climbs up to the top rope and waits for Stallion to get up. As soon as Stallion stands up and turns to face Xavier, he is nailed by a Flying Neckbreaker. Xavier then slides out of the ring in search of a weapon.

Daniel: Well Xavier sure has dominated the Champ so far.

Max: What did I tell ya Daniel...

Daniel: You didn't tell me a damn thing Max.

Xavier reaches under the ring and pulls out a ladder. Back in the ring Stallion has gotten up and is waiting for Xavier to emerge from under the ring. Once Xavier pops up with the ladder Stallion gets a big running start and goes leaping over the top rope nailing Xavier with a huge Asai Moonsault. Stallion walks over to the announcers table where he grabs the Hardcore belt. He then walks back over to Xavier who is completley out of it and he grabs the ladder. He then rolls the ladder into the ring and sets it up. Xavier then climbs to the top step on the ladder with Hardcore belt at hand and leaps. Just as he is about to nail Xavier with the Hardcore belt, Xavier somehow manages to move out of the way, leading to Stallion landing face first on the title belt.

Daniel: What a Faceplan!!! Look at The Stallion, he is already busted wide open and this match has hardly been going on for 5 minutes.

Max: Those high risk moves always come back to haunt ya.

With Stallion down and out, Xavier takes a moment to regroup before getting back up. Once he is back up he grabs Stallion by the hair and drags him over to a ringpost. He then picks Stallion up and whips him into the ring post. He does that 2 more times before taking a break. Xavier grabs Stallion by the hair and pulls him up, and then Powerbombs him back down. He then locks in a Hammerlock Stretch Hold.

Daniel: The Champ is really being manhandled in this match.

Max: Indeed he is Danno. Xavier is a big dude. He can hurt people.

Xavier has Stallion trapped in the hammerlock. But suddenly, as Xavier is smiley and taunting the crowd, Stallion manages to slip out of the hold and gets behind Xavier. Stallion begins kicking Xavier in the back of the leg until he goes down to one knee. Stallion gets back up and whips Xavier into the corner. He then runs to the corner and nails Xavier with a HUGE Missile Dropkick. He then goes out of the ring and grabs a chair. He slides back into the ring and goes to take a swing at Xavier who is in a complete daze, but right at the last second Xavier ducks out of the way of the chair shot. Stallion is now completley out of position and Xavier nails him with a Leg Sweep. Xavier stuggles back up to his feet as does Stallion. The chair that Stallion had is now halfway across the ring. Both men get up and lock up in the center of the ring. With both men in a stalemate, Xavier breaks his grapple on Stallion and he collapses. Stallion looks confused at the spontanious collapse of his opponent, but little does he know that Xavier is actually slipping on a pair of Brass Knuckles. Stallion rolls Xavier over on his back setting him up for a pin, but is greated by a huge punch, Brass Knucks and all. Stallion falls down to the ring floor grabbing at his head. He is in extreme pain as Xavier goes for the pin.
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3.... NO Kickout.

Daniel: Did he really just kickout? Where does he get the strength to fight on?

Max: Steroids Danno, plain and simple.

Daniel: Are you insane?

Max: Look at him, its so obvious. He is a total juicer, 100% on juice.

Daniel: Now, are we talking about Xavier or Stallion?

Xavier tries to keep momentum swinging his way as he locks in a Figure 4 Leg Lock. Stallion manages to get over to the ropes to break up the submission. Xavier then slides outside the ring and starts to walk up the ramp.

Daniel: Where is Xavier going?

Max: I... I dont know? (Shouting) HEY XAVIER, WHERE YOU GOING!!!

Daniel: Would you sit down and stop shouting

Max: What, I thought you wanted to know?

Stallion gets up and starts to sprint up the ramp trying to catch his challenger. Xavier has now dissapeared backstage. Stallion walks into the entrance way only to be greated by a tremendous chair shot to the head. Xavier re-appears from his hiding spot chair in hand and looks to finish this match once and for all. He puts the chair down and sets Stallion up for The Xavier Experience.

Max: Watch this here Danny boy, this match is over now.

Daniel: Well Xavier is going for his devastating finisher, the Xavier Experience. If he can nail this move, this match will be over.

Xavier nails the Xavier Experience on the steel ramp filling the arena with a sickening thud. He then grabs the chair in 1 hand and Stallion by the hair in the other and starts drags him down to the ring. He rolls Stallion into the ring, tosses the chair into the corner of the ring and pins him.
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3..... NO!!! Somehow Stallion managed to get his foot on the bottom rope. The fans are all chanting STALL-I-ON STALL-I-ON STALL-I-ON now. Xavier is in absolute disbelief. He climbs up to the top rope going for the Flying elbow drop, but the fans chants have seemed to bring Stallion back from the dead. He pops back up and grabs Xavier and throws him off of the top rope and onto the barricade outside of the ring. Stallion then grabs the ladder that is still standing in the ring, and throws it out of the ring, landing directly on Xavier. Stallion slides outside of the ring and grabs the WPW Hardcore Title and tosses it into the ring. He then goes and grabs Xavier and rolls him back in the ring. Stallion then goes searching underneath the ring for something, and then a few moments later comes out holding barbed wire. The fans are on the edge of their seats waiting to see what Stallion is going to do. He rolls back in the ring, grabs the Title Belt, and starts to rap the wire around the belt. He then climbs up to the top rope with the belt in hand.

Daniel: Oh my god, I think he's going to...

Max: What, what do you think he's going to do?

Daniel: I think he's going to go far a Five Star Frogsplash with that lethal belt!

Max: I think you're right Daniel, I think this crazy mother trucker is going to do that..

Stallion reaches the top rope and the fans are going wild. He leaps and camera flashes can be seen going off throughout the arena. He nails Xavier with the 5 star with that barbed wire laced belt, but he doesnt appear to be going for the tag. Instead he lays the belt out on Xavier and then climbs back up to the top rope. The fans are chanting 1 MORE TIME, 1 MORE TIME.

Max: No, no more times, no more times.

Daniel: The Stallion is looking to put an exclamation point on this match has he appears to be just moments away from defeating Xavier.

Stallion leaps and once again nails Xavier with a Five Star sending the barbed wire digging into the champion, but Stallion still doesnt go for the pin. Instead he lifts up the challenger and whips him into the corner. He then lifts Xavier up to the top rope and sets him up for the Hurricanrana. Just as he is about to nail the devastating attack, Xavier pushes Stallion away and nails him with a Top Rope Clothesline. The fans are shocked at the huge counter from the #1 contender.

Max: Haha, did you see that Danno?

Daniel: I sure did Max, somehow, someway Xavier mustered up the strength to push away Stallion and to nail him with a Top Rope Clothesline.

Max: Thats why he will soon be wearing Hardcore Gold Dan my boy, Xavier really is... hardcore.

Xavier starts to crawl towards the ropes to try and help him up. He grabs on to the top rope and starts to pull his way up. He gets up and lets go of the rope but loses his balance and falls back into the ropes. He tries to pull himself up again, and succeeds. He stumbles towards Stallion who is still down and pins him.
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KICKOUT. Xavier goes for the pin again.
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KICKOUT. Xavier struggles back to his feet and tries to lift up Stallion, but he has so little strength that Stallion ends up pulling him down. Both men are down lying side by side on their backs. Stallion roles over and pins Xavier.
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3.... NO KICKOUT at the very last instant. Both men have no clue what they have to do to end this match. Both men care more about the Hardcore Belt then they do their own bodies. Stallion ultimatley starts to crawl towards the chair that Xavier brought into the ring earlier in the match. The fans see what he is going for and chant STALL-I-ON STALL-I-ON. In the mean time Xavier has managed to get up on 1 knee. Stallion grabs the chair and uses the turnbuckles for support. Xavier has now gotten up and starts to hobble towards Stallion, but with all the blood covering his face he can hardly see the fact that Stallion is up on his feet with a chair at hand. As soon as Xavier comes within striking distance of The Stallion, Stallion swings the chair and WHAM direct hit. Xavier collapses as the echo of the tremendous chair shot rings throughout the arena. Stallion collapses on top of Xavier for the pin. The fans all chant along as the referee starts his count.
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Mina: AND YOUR WINNER AND STILL WPW HARDCORE CHAMPION.... THE STALLIONNN!!!!



The cameras go backstage where The One is arriving at the arena. The crowd pops as they see him walk through the back door from the parking structure of the Kellner Auditorium. A security guard stops him momentarily but The One flashes a card from his wallet, and the guard nods and lets him through. He holds the PCW Title on his shoulder as he walks through the corridor toward the locker rooms when he stops and looks to the side in the food court. He walks towards the benches when suddenly Badboy stops him.

Badboy: Hey One!

One: Oh, what? Hey... Ummmm...?

Badboy: Badboy! Remember me from PCW?

One: Oh... Um... I guess...

The One looks past badboy toward the benches.

Badboy: I mostly stuck to Live, remember?

One: Yeah... Yeah, I remember you. Hey, nice to see you again.

The One crosses his arms and uncrosses them again quickly, his body language showing impatience.

Badboy: Hey One! I see you finally did it?

One: Did it...?

Badboy: Won the PCW Title! Congradulations man!

One: Oh, thanks...

The One takes a step to the side.

Badboy: So how does it feel?

One: Um... Actually there's someone-

Badboy: Hey!

The One looks to the side as Phill Bennett walks up. He then quickly speaks.

One: Nice to see ya Badboy, gotta run!

The One moves quickly toward the benches but after looking around for a moment, whoever he was looking for is gone. The camera catches him letting out a deep sigh as he walks off, then the camera trails back to Badboy and Phill.

Badboy: Remember me?

Phill: Get the hell out of my way kid...

Phill pushes past Badboy as the camera moves with him.

Daniel: Phill Bennett and Chris Cage take on Spaz and Gerard Carson next!







TNT returns from commercial break to see Andrew Xavier storming into Carlos Gonzalez's office. When the office door flies open Alicia, Carlos' daughter, quickly turns around and sprays her can of mace upwards toward the door.

Andrew: Ahhhh damnit!

Alicia: Get out of here!

Xavier reaches for the desk but doesn't make it and simply stumbles forward.

Alicia: Who are you?!

Andrew: I'm looking for your father you bitch!

The crowd gasp as Andrew calls Alicia a bitch but then he stands up and grabs her by the shoulders. Alicia drops the can of mace to the ground as Xavier pushes her back into the wall, and painfully opens his eyes.

Andrew: You tell your father...

Carlos suddenly storms in the office and shoves Xavier off his daughter. Andrew turns ready for a fight, but then sees that it's Carlos Gonzalez and backs down.

Andrew: Boss, I was loo...

Carlos: What the HELL do you want now Xavier, and what in god's name are your hands doing on my daughter?

Andrew: You just saw that out there. That was bullshit, I should not have lost, I need gold Carlos... I need it...

Carlos: You want gold so bad? Fine! You'll get your chance, but not for the Florida State Title, and not for the Hardcore Title. Obviously, those divisions are above you... No, you'll be competing for the God of Live Championship next Sunday against Phill Bennett...

Andrew: Fine... Whatever.

Andrew looks to Alicia who is quivering with her back still up against the wall, then he walks for the door.

Carlos: And Xavier...

Andrew turns to look back at Carlos.

Carlos: If you lose...

Andrew waits, and shrugs his shoulders.

Andrew: If I lose what?

Carlos: If you lose... You're fired!

Carlos slams the door in Xavier's face as the crowd lets out a huge pop.

Daniel: Oh my God, did you just hear that?!

Max: If Xavier loses next week he loses his job! What a match!

Daniel: Serves him right!




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Daniel: Well nect we have a tag team match with a lot of the line.

Max: The tag team match is up already?

Daniel: No you imbecile, do ever you read the program at all?

Max: What program?

Daniel: That piece of paper right in front of you!

Max: Oh…… I thought that was just to make us look like we’re doing something.

Daniel: Anyways the next tag match is between the tag team of Gerard Carson and Spaz and Phill Bennett and Chris Cage.

Max: Are you sure?

Daniel: Positive… lets take you back to last week when Gerard Carson announce this match.

Max: He announced this?




Gerard: Spaz. You were unsucessful in defeating me, much like you were unsucessful tonight in defeating Stallion, but next week I want to give you one final oppertunity to face me for the Florida State Championship. Not to belittle the tournament, as it is very important, but next week Spaz with Carlos' blessing I have had a match made. You and I will go one on one with two men who have also had their problems as of late. And guys, you two might want to listen up as well. You and I Spaz will face Phill Bennett and Chris Cage next week live on Tuesday Night Turmoil!

The crowd pop as Gerard smiles and the camera angle changes.

Gerard: But normal match this will not be. You see Spaz, if you should happen to pin either Cage or Bennett... You will get a shot at the Florida State Championship... Your last shot... The next week on Tuesday Night Turmoil. That's IF you make the pin, for if I pin either man, it's back to the drawing board for you! Now Cage and Bennett, you two listen up as well, because Cage, if you can pin either myself or Spaz, you will recieve a title shot for the GOL title on Sunday Night Live the following week as well. And once again if Phill pins either one of us, you get nothing as well.

Gerard leans back in his chair as the camera angle shifts one last time.

Gerard: So I hope all of you bring your A-Game to TNT next week, because I know I will.


Max: Wow… since when did Carson get creative control?

Almost immediately after Max speaks the sound of rolling dice is heard before going into "One Night Only" by Saliva. Out comes Cage wearing a matching sleeveless trench coat to his attire. He then flips off the crowd before making his way to the ring.

Mina Henderson: The following contest is for one fall, introducing first from Las Vegas Nevada weighing in at 220 pounds he is “The Invevitable” Chris Cage.

Chris once in the ring stands on the ropes as pyro rains down from the rafters, and up from the turnbuckles Chris then springboards off the top tope and lands on his feet.

Daniel: Chris Cage must win this match is he wants any chance at once again becoming The God of live.

Max: If you ask me he shouldn’t have to even go through this match because he was never even pinned so he didn’t technically lose the title.

Daniel: But he allowed Beno to be pinned so he technically did.

”To Be Loved” hits and blue flame shoots down the ramp as blue smoke covers the top of the ramp. Phill emerges through the smoke and walks down the ramp.

Mina Henderson: His partner hailing from Canterbury England, the God of Live, Phill Bennett!

As Phill gets to the ring area, he walks over to the steps and walks up them stopping on the apron. Phill then and uses the ropes to flip into the ring and when he lands blue pyro comes raining down ala Randy Orton’s entrance, but all around the ring and inside it. Phill runs and jumps onto the top turnbuckle and stares at crowd for a couple of seconds then back flips off of the top turnbuckle and waits for his opponents. The opening for I'm Not Okay hits and pyros explode from the ramp. Spaz steps onto the ramp and poses, pyros exploding once again behind him.

Mina Henderson: Their opponents first from Canada, weighing in at 245 pounds… SPAZ!

Daniel: Here comes another man that must score the pinfall tonight to get his shot at gold.

Max: I think we should just let them get their rematches they both deserve much better than what going on here tonight.

Daniel: Either way Chris Cage and Spaz must score a pinfall here tonight to get their chance and either way I would like to see either one of them get their chance.

He walks down the ramp and slides into the ring like Edge. He looks around the crowd while on all fours, like Edge. Then stands up and plops into the corner. He stares across the ring at Phil and Chris Cage until ‘Give ’Em Hell Kid’ by My Chemical Romance hits, the arena goes pitch black for about fifteen seconds before suddenly, as the vocals kick in, dark green lights flood the arena and flash rapidly as out walks Gerard Carson. Spaz stand up in the ring and look Gerard square in the eyes.

Mina Henderson: His partner from Liverpool, England weighing in at 225 pounds, he is the Florida State Champion… Gerard Carrrrssson!

He stands on the ramp as he looks sideways at the fans for a moment before charging towards the ring and sliding into the ring. Gerard then stands up as he walks over to one of the turnbuckles and climbs it, where he poses on the top rope for a moment for the crowd as he back flips off the top rope and lands on his feet, in which green pyros explode from the turnbuckles. He then turns around and he and Spaz come face to face staring each other dead in the eye. The crowd is silence then suddenly Phill Bennett and Chris Cage attack and the bell rings.

Daniel: And we are underway as Cage and Phill don’t want to wait any longer and brings the fight to their opponents.

DING

DING

DING

Phill Bennet back Spaz into a corner laying right hands across the face as Gerard is back into a corner by Chris Cage. Chris Cage nails a spinning heel kick on Gerard and Gerard falls over the ropes onto the apron. Meanwhile Phill leads a groggy Spaz out of the corner and whips him towards Chris Cage and Chris Cage jumps up and hits a hurricanranna hooking the leg of Spaz.

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Kickout by Spaz

Max: So Daniel you’re telling me that after this match Spaz and Chris Cage could still not get their rematches?

Daniel: Yeah if Gerard Carson or Phill Bennett score the pinfall Spaz and Cage are….

Max: Shit out of luck.

Daniel: Well yeah basically.

Max: This is a crime.

Phill goes to his corner and Gerard is told to go to his by the ref. Cage picks up Spaz and locks him in a armbar. While the armbar is locked in Cage elbows Spaz’s arm causing more pain. Spaz hits Cage with some punches but Cage just flips Spaz over with an armdrag still holding Spax arm in an armbar. Spaz sits now in an upright position and Cage releases the hold and jumps over Spaz holding onto his head snapping it foreward. Cage goes for another pin.

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Kickout by Spaz.

Cage picks Spaz up by his hair and sets him up for a suplex but Spaz keeps kicking him in the gut and then reverses the move into a DDT. Spaz gets up and stomp Cage and then runs to the ropes and springboards off going for a lionsault but Cage moves and Spaz lands on his feet.

Daniel: What a display of presence and agility by Spaz

Max: He’s like a cat.

Cage gets to his feet and charges Spaz but Spaz closelines the hell out of him causing Cage to turn in mid-air. Spaz quickly goes for the pin.

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Cage kicks out.

Spaz picks Chris Cage up to his feet but Cage kick him in the gut and runs to the ropes. Phill Bennett tags himself in by patting Cage on the shoulder when he springs off the ropes and Cage turns around with his arms out. Phill gets in the ring but Chris Cage’s distraction allows Spaz to run and forearm Cage knocking him thorough the top and middle rope.

Max: Whoops. bye Bye Cage!

Daniel: I don't think Spaz is ready to say bye bye yet. He's out there and ready to keep clobbering him!

Spaz picks Chris Cage up to his feet but Cage kick him in the gut and runs to the ropes. Phill Bennett tags himself in by patting Cage on the shoulder when he springs off the ropes and Cage turns around with his arms out. Phill gets in the ring but Chris Cage’s distraction allows Spaz to run and forearm Cage knocking him thorough the top and middle rope.

Max: What is Phill Bennett doing?

Spaz then quickly turns to Phill Bennett and they go at it with right over and over again but Phill gets the upper hand turn Spaz into his corner and chopping him. Phill then chops him four more times and then sets Spaz onto the top turnbuckle. Phill slaps Spaz and tries to climb up himself but Spaz slaps him back and Phill stumbles backwards. Spaz ceases the opportunity and jumps off the second rope and closelines Phill. Spaz gets up and back up leaning against the ropes and Gerard tags himself in. Spaz get angry as Gerard smiles getting into the ring and the ref forces Spaz out to his corner.

Daniel: These two aren’t particularly fond of one another and I don’t think that blind tag tactics are going to help their friends hip.

Max: How Dare that Carson do that to the mighty Spaz!

Phill is on one knee getting up and Gerard picks him back up to a vertical base but Phill quickly hits an European uppercut on Gerard and back up against the ropes bouncing of it and charging Gerard but Gerard scouts him and back drops him. Phill gets back up to his feet and Gerard takes him down with a closeline and Phill gets back up but is met with another closeline, Phill gets up again but this time he quickly dogdes the closeline and rolls out of the ring. This doesn’t stop Gerard’s assault as he back up off the ropes and hits a suicide dive onto Phill Bennett on the outside of the ring.

Daniel: If you wanted proof why Carson is considered the best up and comer. You just got it! He was whipping Phill from pillar to post.

Max: He won’t be champ for long if he dopes more of those suicide jumps. Sure they hurt Phill badly and sure they get him over with the crowd and impress everyone backstage and help him get further up the card but…

Daniel: But What?

Max: I can’t remember! Something about suicide jumps killing you as the name implies!

The crowd gives a huge pop and Gerard grabs Phill by the hair picking him up and slamming his head off the apron. Phill walks away trying to escape but Gerard grabs him again and slams him head first into the steel steps. Phill quickly rolls back into the ring quite groggy and Gerard follows. Gerard goes for a closeline but Phil somehow snaps out of his groggy state and quickly ducks under the closeline and grabs Gerard in a waist lock and German suplexes him. Phill however doesn’t let go and hits Gerard with another and then another. Phill beats his chest as the crowd boos. Phil then goes up to the top ropes and Spaz comes over to stop him but Phill kicks him knocking him off the apron. Phill gets up and stand on top of the turnbuckle and jumps off hitting a Swantom Bomb on Gerard. Phill goes for the pin.

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Chris Cage breaks the count.

Daniel: Phill’s own partner just broke the count! There goes this team’s teamwork!

Max: Yeah, Cage can go the distance, he doesn’t need Pill stealing his light! Go Cage, Kick Phill’s ass!

Daniel: By the looks of the confrontation you’re going to get your wish, Max!

Phill Bennett gets up furious looking at Chris Cage and Cage stares him dead in the eye not backing down. They both are about to swing a fist at each other when from out of nowhere Spaz comes and hits a spear on both men. Chris Cage rolls out of the ring holding his abdomen and Spaz goes over to his corner and puts his arm out for the tag. Gerard makes it to his feet and looks over and Spaz and then down at Phill Bennett and then back at Spaz. Gerard smiles and he turns his back to Spaz and waits for Phill Bennett to make it to his feet. Phill gets to his feet and turns around and Gerard attempts to him with the Blast from the Past but Phill catches his foot and Gerard goes for and Enzuguri but Phill ducks it and locks Gerard in an ankle lock.

Max: Ankle Lock!

Daniel: Spaz is getting in the ring now, ready to break up the count!

Max: No, He’s not, look!

Spaz gets into the ring but he doesn’t break the move he just stares at Gerard who is riving in pain and he laughs. Spaz then turns his back on Gerard and exits the ring. Spaz is walking down the entrance way but then stops and then turns around and slide back into the ring and stomps on Phill breaking the submission. Spaz goes back to his corner and sticks his arm out again.

Max: Did Spaz make the right choice? I woulda walked out on that no good Carson!

Daniel: Spaz has far too much on the line though. Phill and Cage are there to fight but Spaz has the chance to get another title shot! And he knows it too.

Max: Do you think Carson knows?

Daniel: Carson probably knows that Spaz isn’t going to give up easily for a shot… Maybe that's why he made him his partner!

Phill Bennett grabs Gerard by the leg and prevents him from tagging Spaz in. Phill drags Gerard back to his corner and he is met with a slap on the shoulder as Chris Cage tags himself in. Phill let’s go of Gerard and turns around surprised and Cage levels him with a right hand taking him down and Cage kicks him out of the ring. Meanwhile Gerard has gotten up and limped his way to his corner and tags in Spaz reluctantly. Spaz gets in and charges Cage but Cage ducks him and quickly hits him with The River ad goes for the pin.

Max: The River! The River! Daniel.. what is a River?

Daniel: I think it’s the cards in the middle of a poker game. That’s where Cage got it from. Or it oculd eb the big wet thing!

Max: Well Cage might be winning this match with The Big wet thing! Last time A big Wet thing helped win a match it was The Bees helping Jokester!!

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Kickout by Spaz

Chris Cage slams the mat in frustration and picks Spaz up by his hair and set him up for the The Way It Goes. As soon as begins the spin Spaz reverses it into 1002 Reasons I’m Better than ArcAngek and he goes for the pin.

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3!

Max: Oh no, Reversal has won it!

Daniel: Spaz has just won it for his team!
I’m Not Okay hits the loud speakers and Spaz stands up. The ref tries to raise his hand but he doesn’t allow it. Spaz just stares at Gerard Carson who is limping backwards up the rampway as the ref give him his belt. Spaz motions that he wants the belt around his waist and Gerard just raises the belt.

Daniel: More importantly than ‘for his team’ is that Spaz has won his rematch against Carson for the title!

Meanwhile on the outside of the ring Phill Bennett grabs his God of Live Championship and gets into the ring. Spaz quickly turns around ready to fight but Phill is not aiming for him. Phill clobbers Chris Cage with the title belt as he reaches his feet and justs hold the belt high above his head looking down at Chris Cage.

Daniel: Well, I think we kind of expected that one to happen..

Max: Yes, but it shows these two might not be over one another!



Jokester has his serious face on. Several small children on an escorted backstage visit run screaming from the area screaming ‘Uncontained Bees! Run for your lives!’ Connie trips one up as he runs past. The kid goes headlong, losing a couple of teeth as his face hits the floor.

Connie: Oops. Anyway, Jokester, you gotta do it. Let’s face it, it coulda bin worse. It coulda bin Mike Adams.

Jokester: Sudden Dream? Dreamy Impact? Yeah, see what you mean. Jokester and borderline cretin? It would never work. Let’s do it.

He strides into the locker-room where Beno is taping his wrists.

Jokester: Oh, sorry, madam. I thought that Beno was here.

Beno: I am Beno. It says so on my ID. Well, it did the last time I looked.

Jokester: Well, Bono. Two things. One – your last album stank……and the one before that……and the one before that……..and the, well, you get the idea.

Beno: I’m Beno, not Bono.

Jokester continues talking over him: Two – and this might come as a big shock to you, but your chance at the big time comes tonight. The chance you’ve been dreaming of since you were a little girl, wondering what that mysterious trickle of blood between your thighs was. Tonight, Beno, you get a shot at being one half of the legendary Dream Team and…….to make it work……(gulp)……I’m not gonna take the piss for the rest of the night. Whadd’ya say?

Beno: Not take the piss? What? Starting five minutes ago?

Jokester: Well, obviously not. Starting after I think of a usable punchline to this little speech.

Beno: And if we win this match, I could be half of the Dream Team?

Jokester: 43%. I’d hold 69% of course and have the majority share of the groupie action.

Beno: Make it 44% and you gotta deal.

Jokester: I can live with that. 42% and you pay the Bees. Shake on it.

Jokester goes to shake hands but, as Beno reaches out, withdraws his hand and does the thumb to the nose trademark move. Beno’s hand hovers in mid air and he looks confused.

Jokester: Well, we gotta work on that, but let’s give it a go. I’m outta here, but remember and turn up for the pre match sacrifice.

Beno goes to answer as we cut back to the announce table.

Daniel: Stranger and stranger. Love him or hate him, you’ve gotta say that Jokester brings something different to WPW.

Max: You’ve gotta say he’s a certified lunatic.






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Daniel: You ready for the rubber Max?

Max: My god Danny boy, not in a public place

Daniel: I of course was talking about Twizted and Justin Dreamer

Max: No, there is no way I’m getting in the middle of that

Daniel: The match Max

Max: …oh…

"Anxiety" by Black Eyed Peas hits as the lights die out. As the main vocals kick in, Matthew Clark comes out to cheers from the fans. Matthew lifts his hood a la AJ Styles before making his way down to the ring. As Matthew gets to ringside, he pumps himself up before diving through the ropes. Matthew hops up and jumps onto the nearest turnbuckle befoe tossing his hood off before posing for the fans and tossing his cap out into the audience. Matthew jumps off and tosses his jacket to the outside before stretching a little bit, preparing for the match.

Mina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first… Twizted!

Daniel: These two have long history together. Hopefully they can finish it off tonight

Max: Well, you’re putting a title shot on the line. I hope they kill each other

Out of My way hits as the lights go on and off for a few seconds as Justin Dreamer walks out of the curtains with chains are wrapped around his body, the lights come back on normally as he walks down to the ring with no look of emotion, no look of remorse, he just enter the ring and raises both arms in the air while the chains are dangling down to the floor. He takes off his chains and puts them near one of the ring posts as he waits for his opponent.

Mina: And his opponent… Justin Dreamer!

Dreamer jumps down from the turnbuckle and it immediately caught by a running clothesline from Twizted. Dreamer rebounds off the mat and quickly gets to his feet in time to return the clothesline with one of his own, knocking Twizted to the mat to start off the match.

Daniel: Clotheslines from both to start us off

Dreamer picks up Twizted from behind, then grabs hold of his wrist and pulls his arm behind his back in a hammerlock. Twizted struggles to get free but before he slips out Dreamer hits him with a forearm in the back of the head. Twizted stumbles forward and Dreamer jumps into the air and nails him right between the shoulder blades with a drop kick. Twizted hits the mat face first but Dreamer grabs hold of his arm and lifts him to his feet again from behind, again locking in the hammerlock.

Daniel: Justin did a little research on his previous matches with Twizted. What was the score?

Max: I think they split it

Daniel: I thought it was 2-0

Max: I honestly don’t remember what I had for breakfast this morning. It was sweat, I know that

Daniel: You mean like a melon?

Max: Tiffany! That’s who it was

Daniel: Classy, real classy

Twizted twirls around hoping to get out of the hammerlock but Dreamer holds on, pulling Twizted’s hands above his head and locking in the top wrist lock. Twizted breaks free but Justin then quickly locks in the front face lock.

Daniel: Dreamer slowing the pace down

Dreamer twists his body over to change the front face lock into a side headlock, and then falls to the mat in a side headlock takedown. Twizted starts to squirm free and Dreamer stands. Stomp to the back. Dreamer lifts Twizted from behind again, and hits him again with a forearm to the neck. Twizted nears the ropes and Dreamer jumps into the air to dropkick him into the ropes. Twizted hits the ropes, then snaps back off, landing hard on his back. Dreamer climbs outside the ropes and goes to the ring apron as Twizted painfully sits up. Twizted holds his neck and opens his eyes just in time to see Dreamer flying through the middle rope in a baseball slide like move that ends up with Twizted getting a mouthful of Dreamer’s boots. Dreamer goes for a cover.

One…
T…Kickout.

Daniel: Innovative move there by Dreamer.

Max: He learned that from his hardcore days

Dreamer pulls Twizted to his feet, and hits Twizted with a dropkick to the right knee. Twizted falls but Dreamer is to his feet quickly and pulls Twizted to his as well. Dreamer, staying behind Twizted, lifts him up for a knee breaker but Twizted straightens his legs blocking the move and landing normally. Dreamer then moves to the side of him to grab him in a side headlock again but he continues moving forward, running before jumping and planting Twizted in a bulldog. Dreamer gets to his feet and pulls Twizted up from behind with a cocky smile spreading across his face. Dreamer kicks the back of Twizted’s right knee hard causing it to buckle from underneath him, and sending him onto his back again.

Max: This guy really knows how to target. I love it

Daniel: All a matter of research

Twizted stands and Dreamer stalks him from behind. Dreamer grabs him and drops him quickly in a back suplex. Twizted rebounds off the mat trying to recover quickly, but he’s not as quick as Dreamer is to his feet and Dreamer grabs Twizted’s arm and pulls it back between his legs before lifting him onto his shoulder and dropping him back into a pump handle back suplex. Dreamer goes for the cover.

One…
Two…
Th…Kickout!

Daniel: Justin Dreamer is really giving it to Twizted out there

Max: See? And when you say things like rubber…

Dreamer hovers over Twizted before kneeling down beside him and beginning to rapidly punch the knee of Twizted. Dreamer sends calculated right fists over and over into Twizted’s knee. Dreamer stands and takes a moment to close his eyes, smile, and absorb the boos.

Daniel: Dreamer is in total control of this match, and he knows it.

Twizted shakily gets to his feet, and as he stands on wobbly legs Dreamer jumps into the air and quickly hurricanranas Twizted across the ring. Dreamer raises his arms from a knee to absorb more boos from the crowd as Twizted uses the ropes to pull himself up. Dreamer turns back to Twizted but Twizted goes on the offense and hits Dreamer in the abdomen with a kick. Twisted winds up and nails Dreamer with a punch to the face. Another hard right hand. Twizted moves his arm back and slaps Dreamer across the chest with a knife edge chop. Twizted lifts Dreamer up onto his shoulders as the crowd cheers. Twizted then twirls Dreamer in front of him and drops to a sitting position driving Dreamer’s face into the mat.

Daniel: That’s the Twizted 163.

Twizted gets to his feet and drops an elbow to Dreamer’s back, but Dreamer rolls out of the way. Dreamer gets to a kneeling position behind Twizted as Twizted shakily gets to his feet, and Dreamer rushes forward to ram his shoulder into the back of the right knee of Twizted clipping his leg out from under him. Dreamer attempts to lock in the Texas Cloverleaf but Twizted blocks it. Dreamer grabs Twizted by the hair to pull him to his feet but Twizted fights back by hitting Dreamer in the gut with a closed right fist.

Max: Look at that counter offense

Daniel: This is turning into a slobber knocker

Max:(slaps Daniel)

Twizted nails Dreamer in the face with the same fist, and then a knife edge chop to the chest. Twizted grabs hold of Dreamer’s arm to wring it behind his back but Dreamer counters by laying a hard open handed slap on Twizted’s chest. Punch to the face. Twizted sends forth a punch of his own but Dreamer captures the arm under his own arm. Twizted tries to punch with his left hand instead but Dreamer catches that arm under his other arm. Twizted struggles for a moment, then Dreamer leans back and suplexes Twizted over his head in a trap suplex.

Max: That looked pretty. 5 point move there

Dreamer moves to lift Twizted again but Twizted sends a punch to his face from the mat. Dreamer shrugs it off though and lifts Twizted into a suplex, but holds him above him for a long moment vertically in the air. Dreamer then falls back dropping Twizted onto his back. Both men lay on the mat

Daniel: Knocked the wind out of them

As both men get to their feet, Dreamer quickly his thumb into Twizted’s eye. Twizted brings his arms to his face as he screams out, and Dreamer, using the distraction, lifts him from behind and drops him in a back suplex. Justin heads for the cover.

One…
Two…
T…Kickout!

Twizted stands and Dreamer wraps his arms around his abdomen. German Suplex. Dreamer makes the bridge and holds on.

One…
Two…
Thr…Kickout!

Daniel: Some quick action by Justin Dreamer. He wants this win

Max: He wants to make it 2-1. That’s what I said before right?

Daniel: I believe so

Max: Alright! I can remember!

Dreamer yells out obscenities as he stands and grabs the referee by the collar. The referee threatens to disqualify him and Dreamer lets him go, then turns around to see Twizted turning around before stopping in a picture perfect running back stance, and clothes lining Dreamer hard into the mat. Twizted goes for the cover.

One…
Two…
Three…Kickout

Max: Close one for Justin there

Twizted pulls Dreamer up by the arm and nails him with a hard short arm clothesline. Dreamer grabs hold of his neck as he gasps for air and Twizted goes for the cover.

One…
Two…
Thre…Kickout

Max: Intense

Dreamer springs to his feet. Twizted stands and Dreamer quickly lifts him up and slams him back down on his knee in a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Dreamer pulls Twizted by the hair into the ropes and places his foot in the back of his head and begins pushing down choking him against the ropes. Justin releases the hold, smirking

Daniel: The FloridaState title will make men do many evil things

Max: Evil? He choked the bitch

Dreamer sends a hard kick out to his knee again. Twizted leans forward at the pain in his knee and Dreamer hooks both his arms behind his back. He pulls Twizted up, then goes to a knee bringing Twizted down hard onto his knee in a double underhook backbreaker.

Daniel: Hard drop by Justin Dreamer

Dreamer lifts Twizted to his feet and goes for the Dream Street, but Twizted crouches down, then lifts Dreamer up by the legs. He then falls back, leaving Dreamer to fall face first into the turnbuckle.

Daniel: Snake eyes.

Dreamer turns around dazed to face Twizted. Twizted runs forward to do the scissors kick on Dreamer, but his knee gives out and when he goes to jump, he just falls to one knee. Twizted recovers quickly and gets back to his feet but not quick enough as Dreamer moves forward to place one hand over his shoulder, and one on his back. Dream Street connects

One…
Two…
Three…

Mina: The winner of this match…Justin Dreamer!




We cut to a dark enclosed space. Beno lies between the two Bees, his face horrified in the flashlight beam that strikes him from below the chin. Jokester sits at his feet in a lotus position chanting a mantra. It goes ‘Amantramantramantramantra’
The Bees seem to emit a strange buzzing noise. Beno gags a little.

Jokester: And…..stop. Well, girls…..achieve Nirvana?

Connie (withdrawing a vibrator from……well……somewhere!) : Nope. You, Tina?

Tina (also withdrawing a vibrator) : Nope. You, Beno?

Beno (yes, he too withdraws a vibrator even larger and more ornate than the Bees’) : Maybe a little tingle. I dunno. Look. Are you sure that this is the usual Dream Team pre match ritual?

Jokester: You better believe it.

Ethan Frost crawls into shot.

Jokester: Ethel! My main man! What’ya got?

Ethan: Just to say that you’re next up. Better get out there.

Jokester: Then, let’s go!

Beno scurries away like a flying mammal from Hades and we cut to a ring shot where we see Beno emerge from under the ring, closely followed by the Jokester. They run down the entrance alleyway ignoring the fans until they reach the main entrance area.

Daniel: Crap, folks, we'll be right back!








We come back from commercial to see the curtains at the top of the entrance ramp are still moving from when Jokester and Beno went backstage. Mina Henderson is just entering the ring with a microphone and she looks somewhat disgusted and rather cautious as she steps in through the bottom and second ring rope and proceeds to the centre of the ring.

Daniel: Welcome back from the commercial break folks, and the tag team match between Beno and Jokester vs. Scorch and Dust is underway, what with Beno and Jokester already under the ring!

Max: Hey, they were under the ring, now they ran backstage after that delightful little segment…

Daniel: Don’t you just feel for Jokester though? Only recently he and Dream were back on the same show, but now Dream has vanished leaving behind a seemingly lost Jokester. Jokester is now beginning a quest to find a new partner… Looking to form a new ‘Dream Team’ but thus far, he hasn’t really succeeded, only last week he lost to Phill Bennett and Andrew Xavier, and now he is teaming with Beno, though I assume it isn’t out of choice!

Max: And you know the saying right, ‘ASSuming makes an ass out of U and ME!

Daniel: Gawd, who writes your stuff Max? That was awful! And it didn’t even add anything!

Max: Woah, alright, sheesh. Um… Jokester seems to have set himself a goal of finding a new partner, possibly to establish himself as a tag team wrestler in the future by replacing the Dream and teaming with someone else. Thus far, it hasn’t bode well for Jokester!

Daniel: Why the hell couldn’t you have said that before!?

Max: I was going for the comedic value, something that you obviously cannot recognise!

Daniel: Humph… Anyway, it looks like Jokester’s quest is about to continue tonight as he teams with Beno against Scorch and Dust! They are quite a formidable team in their own right.

Max: Are you kidding? Scorch bombed when he was given the opportunity to win the PCW Championship and Dust has admitted he is a joke! He ADMITTED IT Daniel!

Daniel: Yes, but look at the pasts of these athletes, thats what I was referring to!

Max: Oh, fine. Whatever.

Daniel: And on that note, Mina looks bored so over to her!

Mina has her hands on her hips, almost as if she is waiting for Daniel and Max to shut up, then she brings the mic up to her lips and makes her announcements.

Mina: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Chuckletown, New Mexico and weighing in at 250lbs, he is JOKESTER!

‘I AM THE JOKESTER!’ hits as Jokester emerges from behind the curtain on a unicycle. Yes, a unicycle. It was probably set up back there for him. Jokester makes his way down the ramp, while managing to look steady on the Unicycle. Jokester, while keeping his balance on the unicycle is naturally slapping hands with the fans and generally doing a comedic routine on the unicycle. Jokester gets to the ringside area and circles the ring once, then twice before coming to an unsteady stop and gripping the ringpost to keep his balance. Jokester then gets off the unicycle and shoves it under the ring, and as he does do, a voice is heard grunting, probably from having a unicycle shoved up their ass, but we cant tell if it is Connie, Tina or Ethan. Jokester then enters the ring and plays to the crowd as Mina announces his partner.

Mina: And his partner, originally from Gwinn, Michigan though now residing in Venice Beach, California, he weighs in at 290lbs, he is BENO!

The lights dim as ‘It Hurts’ blares throughout the arena. Beno hesitates for about a minute before walking out onto the stage, though this time he looks incredibly pale. Beno then slowly points to the sky as pyros shoot off into a form an X. Beno slowly walks to the ring where upon reaching the ringside area he remains somewhat cautious before he rolls into and looks into the eyes of all the fans. Cheers and boos can be heard as he leans against the turnbuckle. Beno looks over at Jokester who simply smiles back at him as the two leave the ring. Beno gets to the arena floor and darts as close to the railings without jumping them as he can, and Jokester joins him as Mina continues to make her announcements.

Mina: And their opponents… Introducing first, from Tinley Park, Illinois and weighing in at 240lbs, he is SCORCH!

‘Blisters and Coffee’ starts and Scorch comes from the back and runs down one side of the ramp, slapping hands of as many fans as possible. He continues to play up to the crowd a get them hyped up for the coming match and jumps up onto the apron then he flips over the top rope to get in the ring. He then goes to the top turnbuckle to "strike a match." Scorch drops to the canvas and stares a hole through Beno and Jokester.

Daniel: Never thought I’d say this about Beno, but he has a bit of history with the man in the ring.

Max: Come on, Beno had that one tag match where he had the holy hell beat out of him and he was abandoned by his partners!

Daniel: Yeah, my point exactly. A bit of history.

Max: Yeah but…

Daniel: Shaddup!

With Scorc still staring at Jokester and Beno, Mina makes her third and final announcement regarding this match.

Mina: And introducing his partner, from Cork, Ireland and weighing in at 230lbs, he is DUST!

The lights dim to a low as the spoken intro to 'The Champ' goes out over the PA. After 29 seconds the music kicks in at full throttle and pyro erupts on the stage. The Peoples King steps through the curtains with his hands raised at his sides. He wears ring gear a no-sleeve zip up hoody to match his gear. 'People Republic' is written on the back of the hoody and Dust has the hood up. Dust stops at the top of the ramp and looks out at the crowd. Dust pulls the hood down and pyro erupts from behind. He makes his down to the ring, slapping hands as he goes. Dust slides in under the bottom and hits the nearest turnbuckle. He unzips the hoody, drops it to the outside and raises his hands at his sides again as pyro comes from the ceiling.

Daniel: The People’s Kind does know how to make an entrance!

Max: But I bet he still doesn’t know who beat the holy hell out of him does he?

Daniel: maybe not, but I thought it would be obvious!

Mina then walks over to the ropes as Dust drops down from the turnbuckle. Dust then holds the ropes as Mina exits the ring. Dust walks back over to the middle of the ring where Scorch is standing. The two men then begin exchanging words, though we cant hear what they are saying. Jokester and Beno take this perfect opportunity and split up. Jokester walks around the outside so he is behind Scorch while Beno walks slowly around the outside to be behind Dust. With Dust and Scorch still talking and seemingly unaware of what’s going on outside the ring, Scorch backs up a couple of steps away from Dust as Dust does the same. Jokester and Beno then seize the opportunity and slide into the ring, quickly get to their feet and charge… Only to be met with stiff clotheslines as Dust and Scorch quickly charge forward’s and duck each other as Dust nails a clothesline on Jokester and Scorch nails Beno with a clothesline. The ref tries to gain some semblance of control as both Scorch and Dust force Beno and Jokester respectively to their feet. Scorch then tee’s off on Beno as Dust lands a hard right hand on Jokester, only Jokester hits back and the two men then exchange rights and lefts. Meanwhile, Scorch has the upper hand with Beno and whips him to the ropes. Beno holds onto the top rope by quickly wrapping his arm around the rope, but it is a pointless endeavour as Scorch charges in and clothesline’s Beno over the top rope. Beno lands with a thud on the outside as Scorch glances over at Dust and Jokester and notices that Dust has things under control. Scorch then advances to a neutral corner and steps out onto the apron. Scorch then grabs the tag rope as Beno groggily gets to his feet and climbs up onto the apron… Only to be sent flying as Jokester crashes into him following a strong Irish whip from Dust. Beno then hits the crowd barrier as Dust dashes towards Jokester. Jokester attempts a clothesline but Dust ducks the attempted move, quickly stops himself and turns around. However, as Jokester turns around, the sound of Dust’s hand connecting with Jokester’s chest fills the arena following a vicious knife edge chop. Jokester staggers backwards and Dust is unrelenting as he continues chopping the chest of Jokester, sending Jokester further across the ring. On the outside, Beno has just returned to a stable vertical base before he slowly walks over to the apron, climbs up to the apron and grips the tag wire.

Daniel: Now that’s how you start a match! What action we have seen already and we are only 5 minutes in!

Max: Your counting the minutes? Sad…

Daniel: It may be sad, but in these opening minutes, Dust has proven to us all that he is not a joke, and it is now Dust one on one with Jokester!

Dust is one on one with the Jokester. Dust then hits Jokester with another knife-edge chop before quickly reaching upwards and grabbing Jokester’s head. Dust then locks Jokester into a side headlock and applies pressure. Dust then begins dragging Jokester around the ring before stopping next to the ring ropes. Dust has a grin on his face before he modifies the headlock and places Jokester’s head on the top rope. Dust then rakes Jokester’s head along the top rope as the ref admonishes him for doing so. Dust ignores the ref which leads to a five count from the official.

1…

2…

3… Dust shows no signs of releasing the hold…

4…

FI… Before the ref could finish, Dust releases Jokester, who’s temples are now red.

Daniel: Woah, what a vicious move there by Dust!

Max: I guess he wants to show people that Dust really can still cut it in the world of WPW!

Daniel: What do you mean?

Max: Don’t you know anything? In his promo’s Dust implied that his name is synonymous with failure!

Daniel: *Shocked* Wow… That’s a very astute observation there Max!

Max: I’m not just a pretty face Danny boy!

Daniel: *Sighs*

No sooner than Jokester regains his footing, Dust instantly grabs his head and snapmares Jokester down. Dust then leaps over Jokester’s prone body and dashes towards the ropes. Dust rebounds off the ropes, gains a head of steam and charges towards Jokester. Dust then nails a running low dropkick right to the head of Jokester. Dust quickly covers Jokester and the ref dives down to make the count.

1…

2…

Jokester kicks out!

Dust doesn’t look too bothered by Jokester’s kickout, almost as if he expected it. Dust then quickly gets to his feet as Jokester does the same, though not with the same speed as his opponent. Dust then leaps into the air as Jokester gets to his feet and nails a standing missile dropkick! However, Jokester quickly rolls through and returns to his feet, only to be met with a second standing missile dropkick! This one puts Jokester down longer, but Dust doesn’t let up and he reaches down, grabs a handful of Jokester’s hair, gets admonished by the ref for doing so and pulls Jokester up to a vertical base. Jokester is still disorientated after being hit by the missile dropkicks and this gives Dust an opportunity to quickly duck behind Jokester and apply a hammerlock. Dust wrenches the arm of Jokester, which seems to snap Jokester out of his dazed state as the pain in his arm intensifies, only for Dust to release the hold and quickly spin Jokester around before he nails a big clothesline! Dust just nailed the Pepsi Twist and he plays to the crowd, giving Jokester valuable recovery time. Jokester slowly gets to his feet as Dust taunts, but Dust seems ready for him as Dust quickly turns on his heels, leaps into the air, lands on Jokester’s shoulders in a sitting position and wraps his legs around the head and shoulders of Jokester, before Dust brings Jokester down to the canvas with a fast hurracanrana! Jokester however quickly gets to his feet… And is met with a second hurracanrana! Jokester is slower to get to his feet this time, but as he gets to his knees, Dust positions himself… Jokester then gets to his feet only to be met with a step up Enziguri! The slap sound heard as Dust’s boot meets the back of Jokester’s head echoes throughout the arena as Jokester slumps down to the canvas. Dust then drops down to make the cover as the ref slides down to make the count.

1…

2…

2½…

2 ¾…

2 7/8… Jokester JUST gets a shoulder up in the nick of time.

Now Dust feels like he should have got the win, and therefore argues with the referee, screaming that he should have got the pin. Dust continues to argue his point, giving Jokester valuable recovery time. In this time, Jokester slowly gets to his feet and stares at Dust who has his back to Jokester. Dust then finishes his argument with the ref and turns to face Jokester. Dust then realises that Jokester is on his feet. Dust is slightly taken aback by this and staggers backwards briefly. Dust then quickly composes himself and leaps high into the air from standing and extends his legs… Jokester simply swats him away as Dust attempts a standing missile dropkick. Jokester reaches down and grabs Dust’s legs, looking like he is going for some as yet unknown submission hold. Jokester then steps through, like he is going for a sharpshooter, but he instead stomps on the abdomen of Dust. And again, only this time Jokester looks over to his corner and beckons Beno into the ring. Beno happily obliges and hurriedly enters the ring, only to be cut off by the referee. The ref and Beno argue, thus keeping the ref occupied. Jokester seizes the opportunity and drops to his knees and in the process drives his head into the groin of Dust! Dust’s arms shoot to his groin to, ahem, massage the pain and he writhes around on the canvas. Jokester quickly returns to his feet and he brings his hands up to the back of his head, obviously still feeling the effects of Dust’s targeted offence. Jokester is a little unsteady at first but then he advances towards Dust. Jokester then reaches down and grabs a handful of hair just as the ref finally manages to get Beno out of the ring and situated onto the apron. The ref then turns around and notices that Jokester is pulling Dust up to his feet via pulling his hair and rushes over and admonishes the fun loving madman. Jokester simply laughs it off and forces Dust up to his feet. Jokester then follows up with a thumb to the eye that disorientates Dust and gets a second moan from the ref before Jokester ducks behind Dust and nails a Russian Leg sweep. Jokester quickly gets to his feet but again shows the effects of several blows to the head, and then he looks down at the prone body of Dust, moves to his side and drops down with an elbow drop! Jokester quickly rolls to his feet and follows up with a second elbow drop, this time winding the people’s king. Jokester then goes for a pin and the ref drops down to make the cover.

1…

2… Dust kicks out!

Daniel: Wow… This has been so good so far that Max and I have just kept silent, but now we break our silence! Jokester is now the one on offence and he just scored a near fall on Dust!

Max: Yeah, a near fall! Shame it wasn’t the 1, 2, 3!

Daniel: You cant just focus on the positives, can ya?!

Max: Um, no!

Jokester then measures Dust and as Dust starts getting to his feet, Jokester dashes over to the nearest corner. Jokester then climbs up to the top turnbuckle and waits as Dust staggers up to his feet, still struggling for breath. Dust then turns on his heels to face Jokester as Jokester leaps from the top turnbuckle and connects with a big missile dropkick! Jokester then scrambles to cover Dust once again. The ref slides down…

Daniel: Jokester going for a second pin attempt here!

Max: What do you expect, after Dust lied to us and claimed he was a joke, and then proceeded to physically dissect Jokester for a good half of the match…

1…

2… Dust gets a shoulder up!

Daniel: And Dust shows tenacity!

Max: Wrong! Dust showing the world he is a liar! He is obviously no joke!

Daniel: Erm Max, you realise that in trying to insult Dust you actually just complimented him!

Max: Oh fu…

Max’s mic is suddenly cut off temporarily as the action in the ring continues as Scorch is looking on, though he has a look of apprehension on his face while Beno has a look of elation on his. Beno is cheering Jokester on as Scorch looks on while Jokester once more forces Dust up to his feet. Jokester looks at Dust who is still struggling for breath before Jokester reaches forwards and grabs the arm of Dust, wrenches it and nails Dust with a wrist snapmare. Keeping hold of Dust, Jokester forces him up to his feet and nails a second wrist snapmare before once more forcing Jokester up to his feet via his arm. Jokester then pulls Dust forwards and sweeps him up into the air in the backbreaker formation. Seconds later, Jokester brings Dust down across his knee, nailing a backbreaker. Jokester feels the momentum and grabs Dust’s head and forces him up to his feet. Jokester then grabs the leg of Dust, hooking him into the fisherman Suplex formation before taking him over with a fisherman Suplex and hooking the leg. The ref slides down to make the count…

1…

2…

2 ½…

2 ¾…

2 7/8… Dust barely gets a shoulder up! Jokester has a look of shock on his face and quickly goes for a cover, this time hooking both legs…

1…

2… Dust kicks out!

Jokester is once again shocked and goes for a pin once more, this time Jokester hooks both legs with his left arm and cradles Dust’s neck with his right. Jokester’s hands meet and he clasp’s them together as the ref makes the third count…

1…
2…

THR… NO! Dust kicks out again! Now Jokester is visibly frustrated, as Dust has just kicked out of three pin attempts.

Daniel: Woah! Three straight pin attempts and Dust kicks out!

Max: Yeah, but it is bound to have taken its toll on Dust!

Daniel: Yes, kicking out expends a lot of energy and Dust just did it three times!

Jokester looks down at Dust, but Jokester doesn’t seem his usual self as he has a look of rage across his face and forces Dust back up to a vertical base. Jokester then hits Dust with a stiff kick to the stomach that doubles him over before Jokester places Dust’s head between his legs. Jokester then hoists Dust up into the air, obviously looking to hit his finisher, the ‘Whoopee Cushion’ … But Dust is able to shift his weight and drop down behind Jokester. Dust shows the effects of several blows to the midsection but he manages to turn around before Jokester who was momentarily thrown off balance. Jokester then turns on his heels… And is met by the snarling face of Dust, moments before Dust lunges forwards and traps Jokester in the ‘To Dust’ formation… But Jokester elbows Dust repeatedly in the side of the head, causing Dust to break the formation. Jokester then drops down and grapevines his legs with Dust before Jokester brings Dust down with a drop toe hold. Jokester quickly gets to his feet and reaches down, grabbing one of Dust’s legs and looking to set up for the ‘Your not laughing anymore’ but as he rolls Dust onto his back, Dust kicks his legs out knocking Jokester off balance. Dust then rolls onto his stomach and quickly gets to his feet, but Jokester has already gained stable footing and charges forwards. Jokester then grabs Dust hoists him into the air, setting up for a body slam. Jokester then points to the corner and slowly advances towards it, but Dust kicks his legs and lands behind Jokester, Dust then quickly grabs Jokester’s right arm and locks him into a hammerlock. After applying a few seconds of pressure, Dust eases the pressure, spins Jokester around and nails a clothesline, nailing Jokester with the Pepsi Twist. However, Dust puts a lot of power into the clothesline and is taken down at the same time as Jokester and the two men lay spent on the canvas! The ref moves between them and initiates a ten count…

Daniel: What an effort we have just seen by these two men, they are laid out on the canvas, obviously physically spent!

Max: Duh, they just put on a hell of an effort… But quite frankly, I don’t care. I just want to see them get hurt!

1…

2…

3…

4…

5… Still neither man moves…

6…

7…

8… Jokester and Dust then show signs of life at the same time as Dust gets up to his knees and begins the crawl to his corner as Jokester has done the same. Closer and closer the men crawl to their corners… Then they both tag their respective partners at the same time! The ref signals that a tag has been made as Scorch and Beno enter the ring at the same time, a full head of steam each! They charge to the middle of the ring and start exchanging fists! Scorch nails Beno and Beno responds in kind on Scorch before Beno ducks an attempted right hand from Scorch and Beno uses Scorch’s momentum against him and Beno hoists Scorch up onto his shoulders. Beno then charges forwards and brings Scorch down with a hard running powerslam! Beno quickly returns to his feet and measures Scorch. As Scorch gets to his feet, Beno takes off at speed towards the ropes, rebounding off them for extra momentum. Beno then charges in on Scorch and as the three second sensation(?) gets to his feet, Beno charges in and nails a big time running STO! Beno gets to his feet and plays to the crowd. He then reaches down and grabs a handful of Scorch’s hair, only to be admonished by the ref as Beno forces Scorch to his feet. Beno then kicks Scorch in the gut and hoists him up onto his shoulders. Beno then drives Scorch down to the canvas and nails him with a vicious powerbomb. Beno then brings Scorch back up to his shoulders, rotates 360degrees and brings him back down to the canvas! Beno then gets to a stable vertical base, points down to Scorch and then points to the turnbuckle. Beno then dashes over to the closest turnbuckle and slowly climbs to the top. Beno positions himself in the moonsault formation and glances over his shoulder, checking on Scorch. Beno then back flips off the top looking to nail a moonsault… Beno hits his moonsault… On the canvas as Scorch rolls out of the way! Scorch then gets to his feet, holding his midsection as Beno flies up to his knees, also holding his midsection. Scorch then spots an opportunity and charges Beno. Scorch then connects with the Spark, nailing Beno right in the temple! Beno slumps to the canvas and Scorch grabs his head. Scorch then forces Beno to his feet and places him into the Suplex formation. Scorch then takes Beno over with a vertical Suplex! Scorch rolls through and returns both himself and Beno to a vertical base, but instead of going for the anticipated second vertical Suplex, Scorch breaks the Suplex formation, opting instead to scoop Beno up and slam him back down! Beno writhes in pain on the canvas as Scorch measures him… Beno then slowly returns to his feet and Scorch leaps into the air, landing on Beno’s shoulders. Scorch then takes Beno down with a hurracanrana that takes Beno into Scorch and Dust’s corner! Scorch then looks over at Dust who has his arm extended, and Scorch makes the tag to Dust. The crowd erupt as Dust returns to the ring looking rested. Scorch exits to the apron as Dust looks at Beno. Dust then forces Beno up to his feet and whips him to the ropes. Beno rebounds off the ropes, picking up a head of steam… Only to be caught by Dust in a tilt-a-whirl… But as Beno spins, Dust modifies the move and nails Beno with the ‘To Dust’!! The ring seems to shake from the momentum added to the move and Dust drops to his knees to cover Beno. Jokester steps through the ropes and into the ring and charges forwards towards the pin attempt as Scorch also enters the ring. Scorch then jerks his hips and nails Jokester with a hip toss that takes him through the ropes and to the outside! Scorch then gets to his feet and dashes over to the ropes. Scorch grips the top rope as the ref slides down to make the count…

1… Scorch positions himself…

2… Scorch then throws himself over the top rope and to the outside…

3… YES!! Dust pins Beno as Scorch hits a springboard plancha to the outside on Jokester!

‘The Champ’ hits as Dust gets to his feet off of Beno. The ref raises Dust’s arm in victory as Mina makes her announcements.

Mina: Here are your winners, the team of DUST and SCORCH!!!

Daniel: Dust and Scorch win the match! What a way to end it by Dust! A Tilt-a-Whirl ‘To Dust’! I don’t think I have ever seen that before!

Max: I have to say, that was pretty special, something I to had never seen before!

Daniel: Well, the better team won here tonight, but Scorch isn’t really showing unity as he is already halfway up the ramp!

Scorch is halfway up the ramp as Dust exits the ring. Dust then follows his partner up the ramp and raises his hand when he reaches the halfway point as Scorch disappears through the curtain. At the ringside area, Jokester has got to his feet and signals under the ring.

Daniel: What the hell is he doing now?

Max: How the hell do I know?

Connie and Tina then emerge and slide into the ring, where Beno is still laid out after being hit with a tilt-a-whirl ‘To Dust’ Jokester smiles, says something to Tina and points down to Beno.

Daniel and Max: Oh no!

Seconds later, Tina is on her knees seemingly kissing Beno!

Daniel and Max: OH MY GOD!

Seconds later, Beno splutters as it becomes clear Tina is actually giving Beno mouth-to-mouth resuscitation! Beno coughs, gags and wretches as Tina gets to her feet. Seconds later, Beno turns white and rolls to the outside as Jokester cracks up with laughter! Beno then sprints up the ramp seemingly trying to hold down his lunch as Jokester, Connie and Tina exit the ring and follow Beno. Even the ref is a little pale.

Daniel: I have to say, that was probably the most disgusting thing I have ever seen!

Max: Agreed!

Daniel: Well folks… To recap, Dust and Scorch got the hard earned victory over Jokester and Beno… But the end of the match was just… Eurgh!

Max: The end of the match saw Tina getting it on with Beno!

Daniel: I wouldn’t say that!

Max: She kissed his face off!

Daniel: And now that image will replace the Whale in my nightmares…

Max: The Whale? … Huh?!

Daniel: Er… Anyway, up next folks, we have the second of tonight’s Florida State Championship tournament matches, and it will see Blade LaVigne going one on one with Tank!




Daniel: Twenty men entered this ring and eighteen have left the same way – flying through the air like some dolphin show at Sea World. Now we’ve got two Killer Whales left. Which one is Free Willy and which one is tomorrow’s special at Wong’s Palace Restaurant, Waycross, Georgia? Ladies and Gentlemen, it has come to this – Tank versus Jason Bennett.

Max: That’s Tank, who holds a recent controversial victory over the Jokester versus Jason Bennett, who never did the Jokester any harm as far as I know.

Max: That’s a strange thing to be in the script. Who wrote this one?

Daniel: Beats me, Max, but it’s been a great Battle Royal as we enter the final

Bennett thumbs Tank in the eye then, knowing that there’s no disqualification rule in effect low blows Tank. Todd Franklin warns him from outside the ring but Bennett throws his arms wide as if to say ‘I don’t care’ Tank rushes him while he is distracted and TKOs Bennett before he realizes what is happening.

Daniel: Well, I blame Bennett’s parents for failing to teach him the difference between right and wrong.

Max: I blame his ninth grade girlfriend for failing to teach him that every blow job has to be paid for.

Tank tries to raise Bennett and throw him out of the ring but Bennett blocks the attempt. Both men start throwing punches but the previous 40 minutes of effort is beginning to tell. Most of the punches miss, but those that do connect cause further sagging at the knees. They both bounce against the ropes holding each other in a situation where a boxing referee would have to call 'Cut'. Tank teeters out over the top rope more as the taller man, but he brings up a knee and slowly hoists Bennett to the first rope. Bennett claps both hands across Tanks ears and he is forced to let go. Bennett gets down from the ropes and puts an arm across Tank's throat, forcing him against the ropes. This time Tank brings up a knee, catching Bennett between the legs and both men stagger back.

Daniel: Stalemate. I don't think either man has the energy to bring this one to a close.
They both eye each other in the ring until a commotion draws their attention.

Daniel: It's Blade Lavigne! He was out first. He's had time to get back to the hotel, shower, put on a new suit, have a three course meal, watch the pre-credits sequence of Lost and get back to the ring. What's he doing, though. He definitely went out over the top rope.

Max: Yes he did, but he's pissed that he was out so early, I think.

Lavigne gets in the ring, looks both men in the eyes, Superkicks both, hoists Tank up in an FU and throws him out of the ring. Bennett lies unconscious but the bell rings and Todd Franklin gets in the ring to raise his hand as the winner.

TANK OUT
JASON BENNETT WINS!

Daniel: We have a winner!!! Jason Bennett outlasts the field with the help of a fresh Blade Lavigne, but Lavigne is the one in the middle of the ring with his hands raised. Unconventional, but that's what happens in WPW. Tank worked harder than anyone else in this contest but he falls at the final hurdle. Impressed, Max?

Tank is sitting on a bench in the locker room. He is looking into the camera as if he were possessed.

Tank: Two weeks ago, I could have been tag team champion. I would have, if it wasn't for Blade Lavinge. I've been plotting a way to get back at you ever since that awful day. I bet your laughing your ass off right now. You must be really happy with yourself!

Tank starts to crack a smile as he takes a deep breath.

Tank: Well, I finally get my hands on you! After waiting a whole week, which felt like an eternity! In a mater of minutes, I get revenge! Blade Lavinge, you ruined my chances at being a champion, and for that you will have to pay the ultimate price. I won't stop pummeling you even if the match is over, for I will be doing everyone a favor here. Getting rid of you! Whether it's a "DAYUM" to the face or a TKO, I want you dead!

Tank: By the end of this match, you'll be on the floor in your own blood. You won't be able to even get up, as I laugh at your pity. It will be 1...2...3. After this match, I just want you to remember something. Don't EVER fuck with Tank! See you in a few minutes.

Tank gets up and walks down to the arena to get ready for his match. As he walks to the arena he notices a wall that was written on. It says, "THE LAVINGE DYNASTY WILL DIE! AFTERMATH IS COMING BACK!" It looks as if it was written in BLOOD.

Tank: What the hell?

Tank looks at the sign and starts to laugh, as he walks to the arena with a new sense of confidence. As he walks away a shady man walks to the writing on the wall. He starts to chuckle as he writes more on the wall, "I'M COMING BACK!" he laughs as he walks away.





Daniel: Welcome back to Tuesday Night Turmoil, and ladies and gentlemen, we need to take you to the Satilla Regional Medical Center in Waycross, Georgia where when most of WPW packed it's bags and left... One man had to be left behind...



SiNN lays in a hospital bed, dozens of stiches line his forhead. Amanda sits on his left side holding his limp hand.
His eyes flutter open slowly, he looks to his left and would have jumped if he could have.

Amanda: Do you remember anything?

SiNN seems to relax a bit and nods a little. she picks up a glass of water with a straw in it and holds it for him as he takes a sip and moves his jaw around.

SiNN: Ju....Jud......Judge?

Amanda nods to him as she sets the water back down.

SiNN: I knew he was....coming for....me. How did I miss it was Shadow?

Amanda: You need to rest.....

SiNN: Rest? Fuc....fucking rest.....

SiNN tries to sit up but Amanda is there to stop him. looking into his eyes, he nods and lays back.

SiNN: I wont have real rest.....not until I remove that name from my list. Then rest will come.

Amanda: I understand.....more then you know







Max: So I was out with the wife last night and we came across six guys beating on my mother-in-law. My wife says ‘This is terrible! Aren’t you going to help?’ And I said ‘No. Six is probably enough’.

Daniel: Welcome back to our next event which is Blade Lavigne versus Tank.

Max: Grudge match! Grudge match!

Daniel: Yes, Max, we gotta grudge match. Tank looked set to win the Battle Royal at Everything Ends and in so doing, become one half of the WPW Tag team champions, until Blade Lavigne decided to be the big shot and intervene. Lavigne was first man out of the ring that night but that didn’t stop him from wanting his moment in the spotlight and unfortunately Tank was the man to suffer. Let’s look back at that for a moment.

EDIT IN REPLAY

Daniel: So this match is Tank's chance for revenge and, as an added incentive, it's a first round match in the Florida State title tournament. Both these men should be among the favorites for that particular prize.

Mina: This match is to be decided by one fall, submission or countout and is between, approaching the ring at a weight of 220lbs and hailing from Gladstone, Michigan, he is Blade Lavigne.

‘Enemy’ by Fozzy fills the hall as Blade Lavigne walks into view. He cockily folds his arms as the crowd jeers build.

Max: Hey. That’s that Fozzy track, isn’t it? Didn’t their singer Mongoose McQueen used to wrestle in PCW?

Daniel: Different guy, Max, though I believe that El Pollo is their bass player.

Max: A chicken playing bass? Now that I’d pay money to see. I thought chickens were glockenspiel specialists.

Daniel: Glockenspiel? Now you’re just being silly.

Lavigne slides into the ring and perches himself on the top rope. He does his usual trash talk and mimics throwing Tank out over the top rope to finish the Battle Royal. His posing is ended by the rumbling of ‘Tank’ by the Stranglers.

Mina: His opponent, weighing in at 285lbs and hailing from the Bronx, New York City, he is Tank!

Max: I thought Tank usually came on to ‘Tryin ta Win’ by Stat Quo.

Daniel: Well, that’s right, but the guys in the back have decided that this is a much better track and I think they’re gonna keep playing it until Tank agrees.

The lights flicker then yellow sparks from the ceiling hit the ground. Tank appears to be trying to out-cocky Lavigne as he gets to the ring, glaring at the wrestler in the squared circle. He mounts the steps then raises his hands to a better response than Lavigne managed. Lavigne charges and clubs Tank in the back. The bell rings.

Ding Ding

Tank goes flat against the turnbuckle, allowing Lavigne to kick him in the back while using the rope for leverage. Tank twists round to avoid further kicks and catches Lavigne’s foot, but Lavigne lands an Enziguri. Tank is knocked sideways but doesn’t lose his footing, instead angrily charging at Lavigne to Clothesline him to the mat, then drops an elbow.
He hooks a leg and goes for a quick pin.

1………….2…..Lavigne kicks out and rolls away before getting to his feet

Tank starts to rant at Lavigne, seeming to say that he would have been tag team Champion if it hadn’t have been for Lavigne’s interference.
Lavigne mimes Tank crying and rubbing his eyes which incenses Tank all the more. He goes to Clothesline Lavigne to Hell but Lavigne avoids this and Spinning Heel Kicks Tank in the back of the head as he goes flying past. His momentum takes Tank over the top rope to the ring surround and Lavigne points and laughs, once again mimicking Tank’s top rope exit.

Daniel: Lavigne the smaller man here but he’s using Tank’s strength against him. Smart work.

Max: Yes. Lavigne is an evil bastard. He’d knife you in the back, screw your girlfriend and steal your billfold without a second thought. I like him!

Tank snatches at Lavigne’s leg as he gets close to the ropes but Lavigne backs off and aims a kick at Tank’s arm. He misses. Tank leaps up to the apron but Lavigne charges straight back at him, shoulder charging him back to the ground. He turns and poses in the ring, but Tank has landed on his feet and is quick to slide back into the ring where he pulls Lavigne back into a Schoolboy pin.

1………….2………Lavigne wriggles free before referee Todd Franklin can reach a three count. He spins round and plants a boot in Tank’s face, giving him time to scramble back to his feet. Both men circle each other in a crouched position before locking up in the centre of the ring. Tank makes his superior strength tell this time and twists Lavigne into an armbar. Lavigne makes a few plays to get out of this predicament before rolling out of it, causing Tank to release the hold. Tank comes after him but is struck repeatedly by Lavigne’s elbow. Lavigne leans back against the ropes and uses the momentum to hit Tank with a Lou Thesz Press. He continues to strike Tank with his elbow before Tank reaches back to grab the bottom rope and throw Lavigne off.

Daniel: This one is back and forth offense by both men. Tank feels he has a point to prove but Lavigne has the self belief to think that he can beat the best.

Max: Well, I wouldn’t call Tank the best. His power25 ranking is below the Jokester’s – I think that tells you everything you need to know.

Daniel: What? Do you mean that he isn’t quite as good as one of the shrewdest operators in the business?

Max: No, I mean that if that clown is better than him, then he might as well give up now and go home to his momma in the Bronx.

Daniel: Tank’s momma is Oprah Winfrey, Max.

Max:………….(speechless)………

Daniel: Nah, that’s just my little April Fool’s joke a couple of days late, Max. Besides, *coughlesbiancough*.

Max: You had me there, Daniel. You had me there.

The action continues in the ring with Tank and Lavigne exchanging punches. Tank then whips Lavigne into the turnbuckle and follows up with a high knee. He goes to repeat this but Lavigne gets his own knee in first with a low blow.
Todd Franklin is unsighted but realizes that something illegal has happened and is quick to remonstrate with Lavigne, allowing Tank time to recover. Lavigne moves Franklin aside however and kicks Tank in the midsection before landing a One Armed Swinging Neckbreaker. As Tank lies dazed he applies a Crippler Crossface and demands that Franklin ask Tank the question. Tank yells with pain and seems about to tap………but uses his strength to crawl to the ropes, much to Lavigne’s dismay.

Daniel: Lavigne thought he had this one, but it’s not gonna happen yet. Tank grabs the ropes and Lavigne has to release the hold.

Lavigne releases but stomps on Tank twice before Franklin pushes him away from the wrestler still clutching the bottom rope.
Once more, Tank gets to his feet while Lavigne protests innocence to an increasingly frustrated referee. Tank swings wildly at Lavigne, but he ducks and uses Franklin for protection. Tank’s arm catches Franklin and he sinks to the floor faster than a punctured inflated rubber Stephanie O’Donnell. (Now available from WPW Merchandising)
Lavigne rolls out of the ring and Tank leans over to try to grab him. Lavigne picks something up from under the ring and squirts it in Tank’s face.Tank staggers back clawing at his face.

Max: That must be acid! – Look at the threads of flesh Tank is peeling off his own face!

Daniel: That’s Silly String, you idiot. Jokester must have left it there in case of emergencies during his match.

Lavigne gets back in the ring wielding a steel chair and cracks the blinded Tank across the head. Tank drops and Lavigne covers after losing the chair………..but Todd Franklin is still incapacitated and unable to referee. Lavigne gives up the cover and tries to lift Tank for his finisher – the Sit Down PowerBomb.

Daniel: Well, if Lavigne can land this one, he’ll deserve to win this match.

Lavigne struggles with the greater weight of Tank however and has to abandon the attempt, settling for an Inverted Atomic Drop instead. Tank is still in trouble as Lavigne follows up with a Mafia Kick. He sees Franklin begin to recover and goes for a cover. Franklin slowly gets into position as Lavigne yells at him to hurry.

1……………….2……………..Tank kicks out.

Lavigne grabs Franklin once again, complaining at the slowness of the count but is hit in the back by a Dropkick and is then placed in a Full Nelson which quickly turns into a Suplex. Tank releases briefly then grabs Lavigne in his more favored German Suplex position then proceeds to land three of those.

Daniel: Wow! Full Nelson Suplex followed by three German Suplexes and Tank is barely breathing heavily.

Max: I suspect drugs, Daniel. Let’s make sure that Tank is thoroughly tested after this match. Here’s this week’s ‘Tell Us A Fact About Tank, Max’ – Tank was once arrested for being in possession of some marijuana petals.

Daniel: Petals?

Max: Yeah, they’re illegal too. Probably the most dangerous part. Put some of them up your ass and you’d be high for a week.

Daniel: You don’t know what you’re talking about, Max, do you?

Max: Yeah, sorry. It’s too much coke. My bad.

Lavigne is a spent force so Tank looks to finish the match with a TKO (an F5 inverted to a Stunner), lands it in the centre of the ring and covers…..

1……….2…………3!!!

Ding Ding

Mina: Your winner by Pinfall – the Bronx Bomber – Tank!!!

Daniel: Very impressive work by the up and coming superstar. Tank will have a big part to play at Redemption.

Max: Well, I think that Lavigne was once again let down by the blatant favoritism showed by Todd Franklin during that bout. Without that, Tank would have been left a quivering wreck in the middle of the ring. No question in my mind.

Daniel: No activity in your mind, Max. Tank moves forward in the Florida State tournament and he'll be one of the favorites for that belt. Now, Amy White is standing backstage!



Amy: Ladies and Gentlemen, I am standing here tonight with Kayne Risen who has a one on one shot at The Judge in a falls count anywhere match next Tuesday on TNT, and Kayne, myself and the people watching just have one question for you. Why in God's name did you want to challenge The Judge to a match next Tuesday?

Kayne: You have to ask Amy? The man hit me with a car because I was gonna blow his secret. This is the same man, mind you, that couldn't let the past issues between us stay in the past. He wanted to bring them to the present, bring the fight back to Kayne Risen, and as a result not only am I ready to fight, but I'm going to beat him, and I'm going to beat him badly Amy.

Amy: How much of this is about getting revenge for your former SiNNdicate leader, SiNN?

Kayne: Honestly? None. SiNN and I used to be buds, true, but this isn't about him. This is about me, Kayne Risen, and the fact that as soon as I came to WPW ready to start a new career, one old ghost from the past had to come and crash the party. Well Judge, I only have one thing to say to you. You better come ready next Tuesday and leave your excuses at the door, because even though you're too much of a coward to show up here tonight, Kayne Risen isn't afraid of anything, least of all you...

Kayne steps quickly away from Amy as TNT goes to commercial.





Mike Adams is leaning against a wall in the back with his iPod on looking at the floor very focused. The One in his referee's shirt is walking down a corridor and looks oddly ahead of him as if he just saw something. He walks a bit quickly after it and turns the corner and bumps right into Mike Adams. Adams drops his iPod and looks up to see One. He pulls out his earphones and stares a hole through The One then glances at the referee's shirt.

Adams: Are you at least going to apologize?

One: Sorry, I only give apologies to decent human beings.

Adams: Fair enough.

As One walks away Adams reaches out and grabs the shoulder of The One and turns him around.

Adams: Just so you know, if this match isn't called clean tonight...I won't be held accountable for my actions.

One: Well, we all know how much you love a clean finish Adams. But just so you know...if you grab me like this during the match tonight...I will be held accountable for my actions. Now if you please.

Adams lets go of One's shoulder as One walks back down the hallway still looking at Adams as Adams bends down to pick up his iPod with his eyes fixating on The One. The One finally turns away from Adams to catch the sight of Alicia Gonzalez just as she's leaving out the back door. He makes a move to follow her, but then sees Carlos Gonzalez quickly follow her out and close the door behind them. He stands there staring for a moment before muttering to himself.

One: Of course... His daughter...





Daniel: The Tag Team titles have been afire lately! We’ve had so many titles swapping hands and teams changing..

Max: Sometimes the teams change WITHOUT swapping hands too! That just shows you how crazy the whole thing is! Who are the champs now, I’m lost

Daniel: Well for your very slow and dull information they are Jamie
Parker and Jason Bennett. You were there when Parker won! And Bennett!

Max: But I’ve never seen them tag!

Daniel: The Hamster brain does have a point there folks. Parker and Bennett have never teamed together or defended their titles. Hell they ddin’t even win it together.

Max: They’re doomed

Daniel… (Ignoring) BUT, they are both now two time tag team champs. Parker with The Main Man and Bennett with Sky Ryder. Now Neither of these men teamed with the most desirable partners. Jason wanted to win with his brother and Parker just hated TMM.

Max: So they’re used to suffering?

Daniel: Not exactly my point but it’s worth thinking about…

Mina: The Following matchup is for the WPW WORLD Tag-Team titles… Introducing the champions first…

“Getting Away With Murder” by Papa Roach hits and out runs Jason Bennett, psyched and as ready for action as he can get! He spins so his back faces the audience and lifts his arms, title in hand. At the appropriate mark in the music, he spins and shoots out into the open.

Mina:… From Canterbury, England… Weighing in at an even 250 pounds… One half of the champions… Jason Bennett!!!

Max: Jason won the Battle royal at Everything Ends, contestants included Mykal Adams and Brock Goodman, the two challengers tonight!

Daniel: And did you see Bennett and The Judge last week? There was something fishy going on there!

No room to speculate as “The Prisoner” By Iron Maiden Begins to play and out waltzes Jamie Parker, tag belt in Hand. He spins around and throws his title above his head. He starts his walk down the ring as Mina announces him.

Mina: And His partner, the other half of the titles. From Harchester, England… Jamie Parker!!!

Max: They’re both from England, perhaps that’ll help them get along and survive this! After all, all the best and good teams are from the same country!

Daniel: You can’t argue with that logic, as stupid as it is… But what about the Superpowers?

Max: I said ‘GOOD’ teams, Daniel.. Pay attention! And speaking of Good Teams…

“Sweet Dreams” by Marilyn Manson begins to echo and haunt the arena. As it does so it becomes obvious that Brock Goodman is also out for some haunting as he appears from the entrance, looking as monstrous as usual. His face concealed by the usual hood he wears.

Mina: And now introducing the contenders… From Sin City, Nevada and weighing in at 295 pounds… Brock… Goodman!!

Brock’s theme disappears and is quickly replaced by Mykal’s Waterproof Blonde Music! Out he comes to a face reaction, the first real one of the match.

Mina: And his partner… From Destin Florida (Pop).. He is The Ladies Man…. MYKAL ADAMS!!!

Adams rolls inot the ring and comes face to face with Brock Goodman. Goodman however doesn’t seem annoyed at all and just lets Mykal do his thing in the ring.

Max: Call the conspiracy theorists, a new tag team that a0 Doesn’t suck the big one and b) will actually get along!!

Daniel: “The Big One”?

Max: That’s what they call it.. I mean me… They call me.

Daniel: Smooth.

Each team has moved into a corner and both seem to be discussing a strategy as to who will go in first. The referee has taken both titles off Parker and Bennett and raises them into the air. Parker has entered the ring and as he does, Goodman shows that he also wants to enter the ring. Parker waits for Goodman to move over to him but Brock does it with speed that knocks Parker over with a shoulder block. Brock has leveled Parker but Jamie si son up only to receive a clothesline again but Parker gets up again and Brock begins to wail some punches on him. Brock soon grips Parker’s Arm and whips him inot an absent turnbuckle. Brock charges and squashes him with ease. Brock throws Parker again and on the rebound hits another clothesline!

Max: God, Parker is getting the snot taken out fo him!

Daniel: Brock always tends to start with a lot of fire in his belly! But his average record shows that he ahs to fight hard to keep it going!

Max: He’s beaten guys in like two seconds though! That’s amazing that’s fire! That’s…

Daniel: Almost a year ago! Try that one, Max!

Max:…ass.

Brock has taken Parker up to his Feet once more and looks ready to repeat his barrage. But Parker is ready and slips Past Brock and places him in the corner. Parker begins to punch his own fury into Brock as Brock’s head rocks back… Parker continues and even climbs up, mounting with each punch, climbing the more confident he gets. Until brock jumps out of the stables and takes Parker with him. Brock then hits a Spinebuster on Parker, knocking him flat on his back.

Max: That’s gotta hurt. Pinfall time!

1…

Kickout!

Daniel: Parker with the kickout after 1.

Brock barely pauses to breath as, still on the mat, he locks in a body scissors and tries to simultaneously squeeze the air from Parker’s lungs and break his ribs. Goodman shimmies backawards on his as to his corner with the hold still locked in and reaches out to tag Mykal. Adams comes in over the top rope and lands a dropkick across the chest of Parker as he does so.

Daniel: Good teamwork there between Adams and Goodman. A lot has been made this week of both teams abilities to compete as a team rather than as two individuals. In the early goings here, it’s Adams and Goodman that are showing the better collusion.

Max: Of course they have. It’s a ridiculous enough situation when our tag team champs have less experience of tagging together than the challengers, but added to the fact that Brock Goodman is an accomplished tag team wrestler and you have almost guaranteed new tag team champions.

Daniel: except for the fact that our current tag team champs are also both somewhat specialists in the tag division and that neither team is more experienced with both teams having previously combined once. In other words Max, you’re full of shit, as usual.

Mykal continues the assault on Parker, taking his knee and placing it between Parker’s shoulders while pulling his head back. Mykal releases the hold and drops down to lock in a camel clutch in it’s place. Parker wriggles and squirms, finally positioning his legs under the ropes, forcing the referee to break the hold. Mykal breaks cleanly and drops an elbow across the back of Parker. Parker begins to crawl to wards his corner, as Mykal looks on with amusement. Parker, makes it half way a cross the ring before Adams walks over and grabs his ankle. With Adams still holding his ankle, Parker makes it to a vertical base on his other foot. Enziguiri! No, ducked by Adams and Parker falls back to the mat. Adams locks in an STF in the middle of the ring, further torquing on the neck and upper back of Parker.

Daniel: You’re my bitch!

Max: I’m not falling for that again. That’s Adams trademarked submission move and he has it locked in on Parker smack bang in the middle of the ring. Get ready, we’re about to crown new tag team champions.

Parker tries to move towards each rope in turn, but realises that it is futile and tries to power out if it. With no release forthcoming, Parker raises his hand and is about to slam it to the mat when the move is suddenly released. Jason Bennett has made the save with milliseconds to spare. Bennett’s interruption brings in Brock Goodman, but the referee rushes to cut him off. With the referee keeping Brock from entering the fray, Bennett hits a german suplex to Adams in the middle of the ring. And another. Bennett grabs Parker by the arm and drags him back to their corner. The ref gets Brock out of the ring and turns back to the action, looking confused about what has happened. Bennett reaches down and tags himself in, and the referee accepts the tag. Bennett enters the fray just as Adams is getting back to his feet. Bennett rushes him and takes him down with a clothesline, before rushing over and elbowing Brock from the apron.

Daniel: Parker and Bennett just showed that they can work on the same page.

Max: Well, Bennett did. Parker didn’t voluntarily make the tag. And besides, for a man who was claiming he wanted to exact revenge on Mykal Adams for a previous defeat, he just got schooled by the “Ladies Man”

Daniel: aren’t you supposed to be a Parker fan?

Max: He has his moments.

Daniel: I see. You’re a bandwagon jumper.

Bennett turns his attention back to Adams and begins to hammer on him with clubs across the back of his neck. Bennett takes Adams to his feet and works him up and over with a belly to back suplex. Great agility by Adams as he lands on his feet and makes the tag out to Brock who has regained his position on the ring apron. Brock comes in and the two men use the full extent of their five count to double team Bennett with a double kick to the gut and proceeding suplex. As Adams climbs back to the outside, Brock scoops Bennett up and slams him back to the mat with a spine buster. Goodman covers for the pin

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Two

Shoulder up. Goodman takes Bennett to his feet and backs him into his corner with punches and elbows. Brock mounts the second rope and delivers the ten punches to Bennett. As Brock jumps down from the ropes, Bennett collapses in the corner. Brock takes a few steps back and baseball slides Bennett in the corner.

Max: Ooooh, nasty!

Daniel: Brock Goodman showing some agility there, and how about this teamwork by Brock Goodman and Mykal Adams Max?

Max: I'm calling it. It's been two weeks, new tag team champions time!

Brock pulls Bennett out of the corner and covers him.

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Shoulder Up! Brock begins to get frusterated as he pushes Bennett's shoulder back down and barks at the referee to count again.

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Shoulder Up! Brock pulls Bennett by the hair to his feet, then sends him crashing hard back down to the mat with a monsterous clothesline! The crowd all "oooh" as Bennett goes down, and Brock makes the cover.

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Shoulder up!

Parker looks visably upset on the ring apron as Brock Goodman lifts Jason Bennett up and slams him back down to the mat in a simple body slam as Jamie Parker jumps off the ring apron.

Daniel: What is Parker doing here? There's a match going on for his championships!

Jamie Parker walks over to Mina Henderson and clears her off her chair, then grabs it and folds it up.

Daniel: What is Parker doing?!

Max: I think he hurt his ankle, he needs to sit down!

Daniel: Hurt his ankle my Canadian ass!

Brock Goodman leans down on the mat and wraps his hands around the throat of Jason Bennett and begins to choke him as the referee counts, and Jamie Parker moves to the side of the ring Mykal Adams is on.

Daniel: Mykal turn around!

Max: He's too busy putting his hand out for a tag Daniel.

Mykal Adams holds his hand out to motion for Brock to tag him in, and Brock looks his direction and gives him a nod. Brock lifts Jason Bennett up and grabs him by the wrist when on the outside of the ring Parker yells to Mykal. Mykal recognizes his voice and turns Parker's way just as Parker throws the chair at him! Mykal catches the chair though before it hits him in the face.

Daniel: Referee, disqualify Parker!

Max: Why? He was only giving Mykal a chair, the ladies man looks tired!

Brock Goodman whips Jason Bennett towards his own corner just as Jamie Parker rushes the back of Mykal Adams. Parker jumps and clubs Adams in the back just as Bennett hits the turnbuckle. Adams smashes into the ropes, with the chair hitting Jason Bennett in the process before he is slingshotted back down onto the floor below. Brock sees this happen and rolls up Jason Bennett quickly from behind, but the referee signals for the bell.

Ding ding ding.

Daniel: Oh, you gotta be kidding me...

Max: That ladies man, what's wrong with him?!

Mina: Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of this match as a result of a disqualification, Jamie Parker and Jason Bennett!

Jason Bennett's music plays through the arena as Jamie Parker runs over and grabs the tag team belts, then walks to where Bennett has fallen out of the ring. Bennett says to Parker "What happened?" and Parker simply replies "Nothing, let's go."

Daniel: This is bullshit! Adams and Goodman have now lost their shot at the tag team titles, just like that?

Max: Looks to me like they aren't too happy about it either! Look at Brock Goodman, he's seething!

The referee leaves the ring as another referee shows up and begins conversing with him, and then showing him something at the time keeper's table. Jason Bennett and Jamie Parker walk up the ramp with their titles on their shoulder as the referee watches a monitor at the time keeper's table, then whispers something to Mina Henderson.

Mina: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has informed me that the winners of this match as a result of a disqualification are actually Mykal Adams and Brock Goodman! But still Tag Team Champions, Jamie Parker and Jason Bennett!

The crowd boo's at the last part of the announcement. Jamie Parker turns around pissed as he looks shocked back toward the ring, but then just angrily moves back up the ramp.

Daniel: Well it looks like even though the titles are staying with Parker and Bennett, at least the record book shows Mykal Adams and Brock Goodman as the true winners.

Max: Yeah, but what about their title dreams? Are they over?



Sky Ryder watches the monitor and shakes his head at the result, then throws his duffle bag on his shoulder and stands up to leave when Nick Comoroto walks up and looks to the monitor as well. He looks to Sky Ryder and smirks a little, then back to the monitor again.

Nick: Damn, that really sucks for you, huh?

Sky Ryder gives Nick Comoroto a tired look before he makes another move for the door pushing past Nick.

Nick: Hey, what's your problem dude?

Sky Ryder turns around.

Sky: My problem is assholes like you who feel the need to constantly remind me that my shortlived partner, Jason Bennett, is the champ again and I'm not. My problem is my other shortlived partner, Brock Goodman, was in the same match for the titles this week. You think I need to be reminded of it? How about you kiss my ass?

Sky turns to leave the locker room when all of his clothes suddenly drop out of his bag. Sky Ryder just stands in place for a moment as he closes his eyes, then turns to look at them all on the floor. Nick looks down at the clothes, then back at the duffel bag.

Nick: I was talking about your zipper...

Nick looks to the duffel bag which appears to be zipped up, but with the middle ripped open in one of those irritating broken down zippers, then grabs his own bag and leaves the locker room as Sky Ryder stands alone looking down at his clothes before TNT goes to commercial.





TNT comes back from commercial break and Carlos Gonzalez's office is a complete mess. Carlos isn't inside the office, and at first glance no one else is either but then from the side of the camera shot Brock Goodman can be seen ripping a phone out from it's wall socket and throwing it across the room. Brock breaths heavily as he looks to the camera man, and then all of a sudden he rushes the camera and the feed goes dead.

Daniel: Oh God!

Max: Uh oh, not looking good for Parker and Bennett next week!





Daniel: Welcome back to TNT, and Max…it is time for the match we have waited for since it was announced by Carlos Gonzalez last Tuesday. Max…..this could very well be the biggest main event we have televised on TNT. In fact, I personally think that it is.

Max: Much as I hate to say this, I have to agree with you Daniel. Hell, you have to tip your hat to Mr. Gonzalez for booking this match for TNT. Hell, this match is PPV worthy……hell…..PPV Main Event worthy!

Daniel: Starting with the love fest for Carlos Gonzalez already Max? Wow! (Looks at watch) That took only…….

Max: Oh stop it Daniel. I am merely commenting as to how bold it was for Mr. Gonzalez to give the fans this match for free.

Daniel: Well, in any case, this match came about as a result of what transpired during last week’s main event. JMC was facing Mike Adams, when JMC accidentally super kicked referee Paul Turner. As if on cue, Dan Murph made his way down to the ring….cycloned JMC…..and then told Adams to pin the Champ. But then, out came The One, who went right after Dan Murph. Amidst all this commotion, Mike Adams hit the Annihilation on JMC and made the cover for what many have called an “upset” victory over JMC.

Max: And that brought out Carlos Gonzalez, who made it known that he was going to do something about the situation. And, to the shock of us all, he made a triple threat match for the WPW World Heavyweight title. That’s right. JMC will defend his title against Mike Adams and Dan Murph.

Daniel: But Carlos didn’t stop there. He then said that the match would have a “special guest” referee. And he revealed that it would be The One who would officiate this match. All four men. Men who want to tear into one another. All those combustible elements inside the ring at one time. Folks, you can bet your bottom dollar that something is going to happen.

Max: Well, that could happen Daniel. But man, let’s talk about who it appears that both of our current Heavyweight Champions seem to have hit rock bottom. I mean, ever since One emerged victorious at Everything Ends, he has been in a funk. Hell….he lost to Forsaken this past Sunday on Live.

Daniel: I have to admit, One does seem to be “out of sorts”. But, I spoke with him earlier, and he did mention that he would call this match right down the middle. He was going to do the job that he was assigned.

Max: Well, that is nice. Did you happen to ask him how the hell he lost to Forsaken? Huh? Did you?

Daniel: I didn’t Max. I did not think it was relevant to tonight’s match.

Max: I think it is freaking hilarious what has happened to One. The man got his ass handed to him by Dan Murph and then Forsaken did him in. And to think that people feel that One deserves to go on to Redemption and main event. A true main eventer would not lose like he has.

Daniel: (Sees that Mina Henderson is in the ring). Shut it Max. The lovely Mina Henderson is in the ring. Time to get to this match. Ohhhhh! I can’t wait.


Mina: Ladies and Gentlemen, it is now time for the main event of the evening. (Fans pop, as they are eager to get this match going) The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a triple threat match for the WPW…..World Heavyweight Championship!


“Petrified” hit’s the PA and out walks Mike Adams…the man who pinned JMC last week. Mike looks confident as he looks out into the crowd. The fans give him heat, but there are some Mike Adams fans out in attendance. Mike makes his way down the entrance way. He slides into the ring and then runs to a turnbuckle. Mike stands on the middle turnbuckle, throws his arms up, and gives out a big roar. The flashbulbs from cameras go off, as Mike makes the “title” gesture around his waist.


Mina: Introducing first, the challenger…..he hails from New York City…..he is “Unstoppable” Mike Adams!


Max: I am proud of Mike. Not only did he get a much deserved victory over JMC, but his love life is on the rebound. The man made a bold move, and is now in couples therapy with his gal Jess.

Daniel: Well, I applaud Mike for committing to do what it took to work on his relationship with Jess. But while Mike did pin JMC last week, it did come on behalf of Dan Murph.

Max: Let me ask you this. Was it not Mike that hit the Annihilation on JMC and then made the pin?

Daniel: It was. But…..Mike did get help from Dan Murph…you know, the man who Cycloned JMC while the referee was down.

Max: Yeah. Yeah. That might have helped. Still, in the record books, Mike Adams holds a victory over JMC. And tonight, he has a chance to do something that nobody in WPW has done. He gets to attempt to beat JMC….twice…in a row…in consecutive weeks. And Daniel….I think Mike can do it.

Daniel: I think he can as well.

Max: You saying Mike will win?

Daniel: No you idiot. I’m saying that Mike is on a roll, and he could very well make history here tonight.


“Victim” hits and the arena fills up with a chorus of boos. After a few seconds, out steps Dan Murph. He smiles a cocky smile. You could say it is even an “eat shit” smile. Knowing Murph, the latter is probably what it is. Murph looks out and then looks into a camera. “Dan Murph makes his mark tonight! Dan Murph is going to become the man that took the title away from JMC. Not Mike Adams. Me!” Murph then makes his way down to the ring. He and Adams lock eyes. Murph gets into the ring, and immediately Mike steps to him. The music cuts off. Murph and Adams are standing in the middle of the ring, as Mina Henderson has made her exit, and will now do the introductions for the safety of her ringside chair.


Mina: Introducing the challenger, he hails from Waterford, Ireland….he is Dan Murph!


Daniel: These two are going to go at it right now.

Max: I just realized something. Where the hell is The One? The special guest referee usually comes out first, but One is not here.

Daniel: I don’t know, but Murph and Adams look like they are going to start…………………………


As if on cue, “Don’t forget the rules” hits and the fans go nuts. Out runs…..yes….runs the WPW World Heavyweight Champion, JMC. Murph and Adams both take there gaze off of one another, as they see JMC slide into the ring. JMC, the smaller of all three men, steps up to both his opponents. The fans are going nuts, as Mina makes the Champ’s introduction.


Mina: “in a hurry” And ladies and gentlemen, there opponent….he hails from Bad Segeberg, Germany…he is the WPW World Heavyweight Champion….JMC!


Max: Great! The alcoholic has made his entrance.

Daniel: Max!

Max: It is true. We all saw it this past week. JMC is on the sauce. Hell, Sophie isn’t even by his side tonight. JMC lost to Adams, then went back on the sauce, and now it appears he has lost his sister.

Daniel: Hush! These three men are about to……………………….


5.……4.…….3.……..2.………..1.……………”Better” hit’s the PA and out steps One…decked out in referee attire. He does not look happy at all, as he is pointing in the ring, running his mouth at all three combatants inside the ring. One gets into the ring and then demands that order be restored. He orders all three men to there respective corners, and reluctantly…all three men do as they are told.


Mina: And…introducing….from parts Unknown…he is the current PCW Heavyweight Champion…and tonight’s special guest referee….he is The One!


Max: Well. It’s about time One made his way to the ring. I bet he planned this Daniel. I bet he wanted to show up all three men here tonight by coming out last.

Daniel: You and your damn conspiracy theories.

Max: I know I am right.

Daniel: Sure. This coming from a man who has a huge gambling debt cause his predictions stink.

Max: Just a bad streak, Daniel.

Daniel: Whatever. One has restored some degree of order.

Max: For now.

Daniel: Yes….for now.

One looks over to JMC and holds out his hands, he wants the WPW WorldHeavyweight title. Reluctantly Cassius unstraps the title and comes out of his corner, holding it out as though he were presenting a new born baby. James eyes linger on the title, his hestitation to hand it over is evident. Slowly Cassius places the title into the hands of the One who, despite himself, cannot hide the hunger that title brings into his eyes. The One holds the title aloft to a massive pop from the crowd, Murph and Adams transfixed on the gold. One lowers the title and turns to hand it out to Mina Henderson only to turn into the behemoth that is Dan Murph. Murph stares a hole through the One before looking down at the title in his hand. With a smirk Dan snatches the title out of the hands of the One, holding it up with one hand to incredible heat from his live audience. Murph points to himself, claiming the title will be his by the end of the night.

Daniel: Dan Murph is playing mind games early on here.

Max: Dan Murph is showing both Adams and Cassius that he believes he will be the next champion. He is also testing the boundaries of the One.

Daniel: Personally speaking that is not a referee I would mess with.

Max: Murph has nothing to fear, he pinned the One last week. How soon you forget Danny boy.

Daniel: Well this isn't about Murph and the One. This is about..... Adams from behind!

Mike Adams uses Murphs antics to his advantage, drilling JMC with an axehandle shot to the back of the head. Cassius goes down face first and Murph drops the title to the apron quickly, rushing to meet Adams. The Ustoppable One is a step ahead of the pack however, drilling Dan Murph with right hands before he can even get a shot across the bow. Adams keeps up the assault with the right hands, each one knocking the Irish giant back another few steps.... Knee to the gut from Dan Murph changes everything in a blink of an eye. Mike Adams crumbles to his knee spluttering for breath, the power of Murph nearly driving his insides out. Murph moves his jaw to eliminate the stiffness of the right hands and connects with a powerful stomp down across the back of Adams' head. The Irish God hauls Adams up with al the sensetivity of a SS officer. Face first goes Mike Adams into the top turnbuckle. Murph smiles sadistically before cracking Adams' jaw with an unmerciful right hand. Irish whip across to the otherside....... JMC leapfrogs over the unrusing Mike Adams who crashes sternum first into the corner. Murph spots the champion in midair and charges him. JMC is barely back on the ground before he leaves it again with a beautifully placed dropkick to the chest of Dan Murph to take him down!

Daniel: What athletic ability by the WPW Champion.

Max: Sneaky son of a........... Why can't he be a man and meet someone face to face.

Daniel: Like Mike Adams did when he took out the champ from behind?

Max: Well at least he is honest about being sneaky.

Cassius is up to a great pop from the crowd. He goes to stay on Murph but stops up. The champion has made eye contact with the referee for this evening, the One. JMC stares intently at the PCW Champion, forgetting about his surroundings for the briefest moment. Murph lunges from his knees, drilling JMC with a shoulder to the gut. Cassius is knocked back and the psychotic Irishman makes his way to a vertical base. A clubbing blow to the back of the head doubles Cassius over and Murph unceremoniously drills him with a knee to face, whipping him back up again. Irish whip coming and Murph sends Cassius off the ropes. Clothesline from Murph but JMC ducks it and comes off the opposite ropes, building momentum. Another clothesline but again Cassius ducks under it, running off the ropes. Huge back body toss from Dan Muprh... JMC lands on his feet! The crowd let out a roar as JMC again shows uncanny atheltic abil...... Clothesline from Mike Adams damn near takes Cassius's head off. Murph turns into a knife edge chop across his bare chest. Adams pulls back again and chops Murph across the chest, backing up the big man. Another knife edge chop and Murph is now against the ropes, a sitting duck. The Unstoppable One connects with another chop for good measure. Boot to the gut and he looks for an Irish whip. Dan Murph hangs onto the top rope and pulls Adams in. Modified back body toss but again it isnt successful as Adams manages to float over and land on the apron. Murph turns unawares once again into a shoulder thrust through the ropes to double him over.

Daniel: Adams out on the apron, what is he going to look for here?

Max: He has to keep it in the ring Danny, you can't win it on the apron.

Daniel: Watch out for Cassius!

JMC is to his feet and rushing. He springs off the back of Dan Murph coming over the ropes with a Sunset Flip Powerbomb to the outside on Mike Adams! The crowd let out an incredible pop and no sooner do they do that then an equal share of 'Holy Shit' and 'Dub-P-Dubya' chants ring out around the arena.

Daniel: This match has hardly even started and James Morriarty Cassius may well have taken out one of opponents.

Max: Sweet Christ! Mike Adams landed high and tight on the back of his head, he is done for.

Daniel: That's what you have to look out for in these Triple Threats, the third man. In an instant this thing may have turned into a one on one match up.

Max: We got to get some help out here!

The crowd are still rocking in their seats and aisles as Cassius stands unsteadily, surveying the damage. Dan Murph reaches over the top rope and grabs the champion by the hair. With nothing but sheer power Murph pulls Cassius by his roots up onto the apron. The crowd let out an 'Owwww' as surely JMCs scalp just got loosened up a little bit. Quick thinking by JMC, hotshotting Dan Murph across the top rope. The big man loses his grip on the hair and stumbles back to the center of the ring, holding his throat. Like a damn gymnist Cassius springs onto the second turnbuckle before jumping to the top and coming off with a Flying Crossbody...... Murph grabs him out of the sky, JMC is a sitting duck. The power of Dan Murph in full display as he tosses Cassius up onto his right shoulder as though he were a child...... Powerslam plants the champion in the center of the ring. The impact is unmerciful and Murph smiles at the agony of it all. He growls at One to do his job as he hooks the leg,
One
Two...... "Twoooooo" and JMC kicks out. Murph glares at the One but the count did seem honest. He grabs Cassius by the hair and guides him to his feet, no ceremoney or respect evident on the face of Murph. Stiff forearm rocks Cassius and were Murph not holding him by the hair then JMC would surely be out off his feet. Another stiff forearm shot to the jaw, Murph talking smack to the One with each blow he lands on Cassius. He fires off three more forearms before letting loose and pulling back. Clothesline to the groggy champion but JMC has the wherewithal to duck it, heading for the ropes. JMC back off the ropes but Murph followed him all the way and as soon as JMC turns he is drilled with a rushed back elbow slam.

Daniel: Dan Murph is doing his best to take the head clean off the champion. With Mike Adams out of the equation Murph has slowed this match down to his style, keeping it in your face with heavy offence.

Max: Cassius is like a deer in the headlights Danny. Biggest mistake he made eliminating Adams, no way can JMC stop Dan Murph in this kind of form.

Daniel: Watch Dan Murph. Though he is concentrated on JMC completely, he is talking smack to the One at every turn.

Max: Just reminding the One that it will be him that meets him at Redemption.

Murph grabs Cassius under the armpits and hauls him up as though he were nothing, shoving him into the corner. Murph smiles and slaps the champion across the face, humiliating him. Again Murph slaps JMC across the face and the Irish God laughs it up... Don't poke the bear as JMC comes to life, fighting his way out of the corner with a flurry of right hands. All power from Murph as he shoves JMC back into the corner and drives his shoulder into his gut. He pins the champ into the corner with a series of shoulder thrusts, driving the air and fight out of him. To Murph those right hands just felt like bugs against a windshield. He pulls back, his eyes burning with hatred. Irish whip across to the opposite corner and Murph leans back in the corner himself. Here comes the bulls as Murph comes thundering in toward Cassius. JMC gets a boot up into the face of Murph. Dan stumbles and JMC rushes out of the corner...... Big Sidewalk Slam from Dan Murph stops Cassius in his tracks. Murph stays seated as JMC lies prone on the canvas. He hooks the leg lazily,
One
Two and JMC kicks out.

Max: Can I tell you a home truth?

Daniel: Do I have a choice?

Max: No. The biggest mistake Dan Murph ever made was challenging JMC to a Casket match at Everything Ends. Think about it. JMC cannot stand up to Murphs physicallity but the Casket match enabled Cassius to bring weapons into the equation to level the playing field. Here they are, Adams gone making this effectively a one on one match and Dan Murph looks like he is having a walk in the park.

Daniel: You know Max...... That was actually pretty insightful. Have you been reading again?

Max: Just finished 'The Babysitters Club.' I'm feeling smarter already.

Daniel: You had to ruin it....

Murph stands casually and sits Cassius up thanks to another grip on his hair. Dan pulls Cassius his hair back so his face it tilted up. The Irish God rains down on JMC with right hand after right hand to the face. The champion is defenseless as Murph just pummells the holy high hell out of him. Murph lets Cassius loose and the champion falls flat on his back. Murph looks out across the crowd with contempt before slowly raising both fists in the air to massive heat. "Cyclone!" Murph has made the call and he makes it with incredible confidence. The Irish monster drags Cassius up to his feet and hauls him up in the fireman carry with no trouble. Murph smiles and the One just stands back and watches. Cyclone! Cassius lands on his feet and drills Murph with a European Uppercut to the drive him back. Murph has been caught with his pants down as JMC drills him with a second European Uppercut. A forray of forearms take the fight Dan Murph, the smaller champion not afraid to get into his face. Irish whip but Murph hangs on and drags JMC in. Cassius slides under Murphs legs, keeping hold of his arm and gets to his feet causing Murph to connect with self-inflicted lowblow! The crowd pop and JMC lets Dan Murphs wrist loose. Frontdrop kick to the back and Murph stumbling into the ropes, landing throat first across the second rope. JMC looks him over before running to the corner and leaping up onto the top rope. Guillotine Legdrop lands right across the back of Murphs head, bringing his throat down across the second rope! The pop is monsterous and a "JMC" chant is full swing. Murph gets off the ropes and rolls away holding his throat. Cassius managed to land on hs feet and he hops up onto the apron. A springboard would seem to be on the way...... JMCs legs are taken out from under him and his jaw smacks off the apron with a sickening crack.

Daniel: Adams is up!

Max: Hey hey..... Mike Adams is back in this thing.

Adams grits his teeth and winces against the pain to the back of his head. With no remorse he haus JMC up and slams the champion face first across the steel guardrail. As has been par for course in this match the One is not a sticklr for the rules, choosing to leave them at it. Adams leans Cassius against the guardrail and hammers him with vicous right hands. He grabs JMC by the hair and tosses him face first into the steel ringpost. Cassius twists around the post and collapses to the floor. Mike Adams is like a man pocessed and he proceeds to rip the light rubber covering off the floor to reveal cold, hard, unforgiving concrete. Adams drags JMC up and twists behind setting the champion up for his version of the Vertebreaker. The crowd stand in anticipation as Adams attempts to haul Cassius up but JMC is fighting it with all he has got. He hauls him up and the cry from the women in the crowd tells you this will be sick. Rub It In......... No Cassius kicks his legs frantically and manages to force his way down to his feet. Adams still has the modifed doube underhook on and uses his immense power to haul JMC back up again. No, mistake from Adams as JMC use the momentum to roll up into a seated position on Adams' shoulders. Mistake from Adams or a mistake from JMC? Electric Chairdrop lands Cassius down onto the concrete!

Daniel: Sweet God almighty James' head just smacked off that concrete!

Max: What goes around comes around. Mike Adams teaching JMC an absolute masterclass in pain.

Daniel: The WPW Champion just got his entire upperbody splattered across that concrete.

Adams stands with a smile as the One leans over the second rope to see if Cassius is alright. Mike could careless as he drags the limp body of JMC and tosses it into the ring. He seems to have passed it in too severly as Dan Murph is close enough to drape an arm across him. One turns and slides down to the mat quickly,
One
Two
Thre.... Adams with a stomp down across the back of Murphs head. Adams stays on the bigger man, stomping down repeatedly across the back of his head. He drags Murph and gives a karate style chop across his throat, sending Murph back gasping for breath. Adams spots the weakness on the big man and this time connects with a throat thrust. Murph falls against the tope and holds a hand across his throbbing throat. Confidence begins to run through the body of Mike Adams as he comes down with a Mongolian Chop across the shoulders of Murph. The big mans knees buckle but he manages to stay on his feet. Wind up and Adams again with a Mongolian Chop. Again his knees buckle but Dan Murph grabs the top rope to keep himself up. Adams with a third successive Mongolain Chop across the shoulders and this time Murph goes down to his knees. Mike Adams wastes no time in running off the ropes to his left. Murph uses his reserves of energy to comes to his fee and turn Adams inside out with a knee to the gut. Adams is in a seated position holding his ribs as Murph comes off the ropes...... Low Yakuza kick to the back of the head rocks Mike Adams! Adams crumbles to the mat and Dan Murph leans against the ropes for a second.

Daniel: This match is starting to take a tole on all involved. Each man has taken their fair share of punishment in this thing.

Max: Murph and Adams have been wrestling flatout since When Worlds Collide more or less. Of course this is going to take a tole on them. At least they aren't a little bitch like Cassius.

Daniel: (Silent astonishment)........... Huh?

Murph comes off the ropes and plods along to where JMC is laying on the flat of his back. The Irishman stoops over to maybe sit JMC up or start to haul him up....... Kip up Hurricanrana by Cassius lands Murph square on the top of his head! The crowd let out a roar as does Murph, being his size isn't contusive to taking a Hurricanrana. JMC is up on one knee, breathing heavily but determination burning in his eyes. Cassius stands like a great warrior and the pop from goes up that little bit more, Ones eyes betray some respect. JMC is motioning for both men to get up and they do so, as slow as the damned. Right hand rocks the barely straightened Dan Murph and JMC turns to land a blow on Mike Adams. Another right to Murph and another to Adams. JMC drills a an elbow back into the face of Murph before again drilling 'Unstoppable' Mike with a right. Back kick to the gut doubles Murph over and JMC brings the same leg roun to connect with a stiff kick to the ribs of Adams. Mike Adams crumbles some bit and JMC turns running past the doubled over Dan Murph. Off the ropes and once again JMC springs off the back of Murph....... Hurricanrana to Adams but it sends him stumbling head long into Murph. The crowd let out an appreciative pop as we see the preverbial meeting of the minds. Both men manage to hold eachother up and give us the courtesy of turning dumbfounded toward Cassius. Rushing frontdropkick give a boot to the face of both men and puts them down!

Daniel: Stand up in appreciation of the innovation of that man! James Cassius won't go gently into the night.

Max: He just used Adams as a battering ram.

Daniel: Do you feel it!? There is a feeling around this building that maybe, maybe tonight is JMCs night after all.

The champ is up and his fists are clenched, he is feeding off this live audience. He lets out a roar for one of the two men to get up and the pop is incredible. One watches on passively as the crowd blow the roof off the arena. Both Adams and Murph have crawled to the ropes and use them to stand, both men are side by side. JMC explodes from the center of the ring with an impressive pair of clotheslines to take over the two much larger men, sending them both over the top rope to the outside! JMC holds up a hand and the crowd pop in kind. This is the JMC we know, he is feeding off this crowd and it would seem all the pain he holds inside has been forgotten in the heat of the battle. Cassius waits anxiously for both men to stand and this crowd is rumbling, hardly able to contain themselves. Both Adams and Murph are up and JMC again tears toward the rope....... Leaping Senton over the top rope to the outside takes them down! No, Murph and Adams catch Cassius out of the sky on their shoulders! JMC struggles but they have grasped arm each... Running double release Razors Edges into the apron! "Owwwwww!" I think everyone in the arena felt that as the upperback of JMC just got destroyed.

Daniel: Dear God! A calculated mistake by the champion and for the first time Murph and Adams united in this match.

Max: Say goodbye title James, there isn't anyway back after that.

Daniel: James Cassius look a broken man now. All that energy, all that momentum just got smacked away.

The two big men take a breather. Dan Murph looks over to Adams and says something very clearly, "Lets take care of ths bastard." Mike turns JMC around tosses him into the ring like a ragdoll. He boosts himself up onto the apron but Murph has him fooled as he pulls Adams back down and throws him back first into the steel guardrail. Adams face tells the whole story and Murph laughs to himself. The big bastard gets up onto the apron and steps over the top rope. JMC is where Adams left him, face down and prone on the canvas. Murph tips JMC over with the toe of his boot, the champ would be staring up at the lights were his eyes open. Murph bends down and smiles sadistically down at the man that beat him two weeks ago. JMCs eyes open and Murphs smile widens, he wants JMC to be awake for what's coming........ Poke to the eye from the champion! Murph turns around his hand over his eyes and JMC sits up just enough to pull Murphback by the tights into a School Boy,
One
Two
Thre........ No the Irishman powers out of it. Both up, JMC running on empty but an all power falling clothesline from Dan Murph kills the champs engine. Murph is on his hands and knees as a toe kick to the solarplexes is landed on him courtesy of Mike Adams. The Unstoppable One brings Murph up and drives his head down across the bridge of his nose. Irish whip but Murph stands tall and pulls Adams in..... Cyclone! No Adams gets an arm around Murphs neck in desperation to prevent the move. Rake across the eyes and Murph is temporarily blinded. Adams slips off the back and runs off the ropes for quick momentum. Spear!!! No Murph instinctively lands a Big Boot on Mike Adams!

Daniel: That was impressive.

Max: Blinded or not, Dan Murph knows where he is at all times. You can't teach that Danny.

Daniel: What about Mike Adams?

Max: Don't get me started....

Dan Murph turns Adams over quickly and sits on his back. Here it comes, the crowd rise as Murph manages to get one Adams' arms around. Onehanded Cobra Clutch on but Dan Murph wants the whole thing. He grips Adams other wrist and tries to bring the arm round the neck but the Unstoppable One is fighting it with everything he has. Murph drives his ass, for lack of a better term, down across the back of Adams in the hope of weakening him. The crowd rumble, Adams is losing the fight and the Black Death maybe on the way. He has it....... Superkick from JMC takes Murph down! Out of nowhere came the champion and he collapses across Murph,
One
Two
One is a little slow....
Three! He got it!

Daniel: JMC wins it! JMC........

Foot on the bottom rope! The disappointment from the crowd is evident as just before the three Dan Murph got one of those big tree trunk legs of his across the bottom rope. JMC is a wreck but he stares at the One, an accusation in his eyes. Did the Ones count slow a little? Cassius stands and the One stands in unison with him, both mens eyes locked. The crowd sense the tension and things maybe kicking off here. Adams grabs JMC from behind, the champ took his eye off the ball...... Rub It In(Spiked Vetebreaker) connects! Adams puts his shins over the armpits, pinning Cassius down. One slides down to see the shoulders,
One
Two
.............. Murph drives and shoves Adams off before the three!

Daniel: How close was that!? Dan Murph pulling it out of the fire for Cassius.

Maz: For himself. Dan Murph was out off his feet but knew what he had to do.

Daniel: Listen to that crowd... What a match!

The crowd are rocking, they thought Adams had it just now. Mike struggles to his feet and at this point Dan Murph cannot even consider such a venture. Murph halfway up as a right hand from Adams explodes across his jaw. Mike shakes off the pain of that punch, that was some fucking punch as Dan Murph nearly falls through the ropes. Irish whip from Mike Adams and Dan goes across to the opposite side. Back off and Adams looks for a standing big boot but Murph grabs it. He spins Mike and looks for a clothesline. Ducked from Adams he runs off the ropes. Dan Murph turns....... Running Implact DDT from Mike Adams connects! Beautiful execution from the former PCW Champion. Adams rolls Murph over and starts to haul him up, sweat pouring off his brow. Murph comes to life hauling Adams up onto his shoulder........ FU inverted into a Spinng Neckbreaker connects!

Daniel: Black Out!

Max: He got it! He got it..... He just has to top him.

Murph is on his back as is the now prone Mike Adams. Dan is staring up at the lights and the One has a look down at three prone men that could be meeting him at Redemption. Murph rolls over onto his gut and stares at the top of Adams' head, he must crawl just a little bit if he wants to get the cover. With some effort Dan Murph drags himself that extra, those vital inches, raising his arm up high in the air. It drops down, almost in slow motion across the chest of Mike Adams. One with the count,
One
Two
Thre........

Max: One...... Two.......

The crowd count along with the One and I am sorry but I have to bring you back to those numbers,
One
Two










THREE!!!!! No JMC breaks it up! The champion is on his knees and drives his forearm down across the back of Murphs head. With everything he has left in him JMC hauls himself up. Cassius tries to haul up Murph but he is dead weight, no hope of shifting him.

Daniel: Deadweight, no way is JMC hauling that lump of Irishman up.

Max: Who are you calling a lump?

Daniel: Smurf... Apologies, Murph.

Cassius stomps down a couple of times across Murphs head and again attempt to haul him up. This time there is movement but it seems that JMC is guiding rather then hauling Murph up. Dan Murph gives a repeat performance as he comes to life, shooting up and bringing JMC up onto his shoulders as he rises up. The champ is caught and Murph doesn't waste time.......... Cyclone! Reversed midair into a a modifed version of the Pound of Flesh DDT! The crowd let out a roar as Murphs head strikes off the canvas. JMC puts a hand up with determination, grasping the second rope. The WPW Champion starts to rise, fighting with every fibre of his being. He hauls himself up and steps out onto the apron, his body broken and limping. Cassius ascends, he is perched on the top turnbuckle. The fans stand, flash bulbs begin to go off in unison as people want to get a look at Air Cassius....... Swanton Bomb! It connects with Murph. JMC rolls gets up onto his knees, a hand to his lower back. He turns on his knee, falling across Murph and simultaneously hooking the leg,
One
Two
Thre......... Adams shoves JMC off before One can count the three. It would seem that was all JMC had because that shove from Adams keeps him on the mat. The Unstoppable One stands slowly and stumbles back, his leg hitting off the title belt. Mike looks down at the gold, his eyes glisten. He reaches down and grabs the title, sittong in wait for JMC to rise. One has noticed but isn't doing anything, retaining his passive face.

Daniel: Wait a damn minute....... Just wait a damn minute.....

Max: Yes! The One is doing nothing! Mike Adams is going to take JMCs damn head clear off.

Daniel: One do something! You can't let this happen.

Cassius begins to rise and Adams raises the belt to bring it down across the skull of JMC as One moves behind him....... One tears the title out of the grip of Mike Adams! The crowd let out a pop and a furious Mike Adams turns on the One. He roars at the PCW Champion but One shakes his head, saying that isn't how this is going to go down. Adams is furious and shoves the One back. One looks at where Adams shoved him and looks at the title belt.... One swings for Adams with the belt. Mike moves and the One cracks the title across the skill of JMC!

Max: The WPW screwjob!

Daniel: It was an accident...... Surely.

Max: Dream on Justice.

One looks down at shock at the fallen JMC, blood beginning to run from a fresh cut on his forehead. Adams smiles, dropping to his knees and hooking the leg. One stands there frozen before Adams says those magic words, "Do your damn job." One drops the title belt, drops to the mat and makes the count to a shocked silence. The hand falls heavily,
One
A cry of no from certain areas of the arena
Two
One raises his arm again, shaking his head but doing his job
Three!!!

Daniel: Not this way! Not this way!

Three!!!! Sorry, Cassius kicks out! The pop is just incredible and Mike Adams cannot believe it. James Morriarty Cassius kicked out and Mike Adams is in absolute shock. He is on his knees, holding up three fingers but One is adament. Adams stands, slowly the anger builds in him. He gets into the Ones face but the One isn't taking any of it. Adams shoves the One once again. Right hand from the One spins Adams right into the risen Dan Murph...... Cyclone! Count it,
One
Two

Max: We got a new champion!

Thre........ JMC pulls him off! The battered and bloody James Morriarty Cassius takes it from the fire one more time. Murph is up to his feet suprisingly quickly and goes for a right hand on JMC. Blocked and the champion starts to knock back the giant with right hand after right hand. Boot to the gut and JMC runs off the ropes for some momentum...... Murph straightens and hauls JMC up onto his shoulders as he comes back.

Daniel: Cyclone!

No, JMC rolls back into a Crucifix Pin!
One
Two
Thre........E!!!!

Daniel: He got it! He got it!

JMC releases with an almighty roar and is to his knees, his face a crimson mask. The crowd pop is amazing and Mina makes it offical.

Mina: The winner of this match and STILL WPW WorldHeavyweight Champion....... James Morriarty Cassisus!

Dan Murph cannot believe it, he seated up but he looks to be in shell shock. JMC stands, his face a picture of complete ecstacy. He turns and as the One holds the WPW WorldHeavyweight title out to him. JMC points to the cut on his head and has a few words for the One. One remains silent, holding out the title. Cassius takes the title and the One extends his hand.

Daniel: One wanting to put that accident behind him.

Max: Of course he does, he's being a weasel.

JMC goes to take the hand but stops, spotting his blood on his title. The champion shakes his head slowly and backs away, One keeps his hand out there. Cassius won't shake Ones hand and JMC drops to the mat before rolling to the floor.

Max: It is about time he showed his true colors.

Daniel: I don't know..... JMC cannot get past the fact that One hit him with that title belt, by accident I might add.

Max: Accident!? Are you for real?

JMC backs up the ramp and holds his title up high as he goes. One stays rooted to the spot, watching Cassius leave.......... Clothesline to theback of the head of the One. Murph hauls the One up before he can react, dragging him onto his shoulders....... Cyclone!

Daniel: Dan Murph..... What the hell!

JMC stops, places the title on shoulder and turns to walk away up the ramp leaving One in the ring and Dan Murph staring up after him.


[END SHOW]





Credits

Match GFX
Artist: The Judge
(Thanks for the template Jesse)

Backstage Segments
Writers: The Judge, Tank2k7, Mike Adams, Legendaryken, AFS

Andrew Xavier vs. The Stallion
Writer: DJM

Gerard Carson & Spaz vs. Phill Bennett & Chris Cage
Writers: CTRanks & Prometheus (a few lines of commentary)

Twizted vs. Justin Dreamer
Writer: HBK619

Scorch & Dust vs. Jokester & Beno
Writer: Neo

Tank vs. Blade LaVigne
Writer: Legendaryken

Brock Goodman & Mykal Adams vs. Jamie Parker & Jason Bennett
Writers: Prometheus, Duff, & The Judge

JMC vs. Dan Murph vs. Mike Adams
Writer: Chazz & Peoples King

[The Judge]

Last week's winner of the is Peoples King.

Overall, shame on all of you, we did not meet the review requirement last week, and as a result attendance heavily dropped. This week 5 reviews are required, and if we don't meet it 2 weeks in a row, TNT will be postponed not by a day, but by an entire week. Make sure at least 5 of you review this show.

This week 2 random reviewers will get...

and

And the Team Warfare nuts for next week are going to be...



Yum yum.

[The Judge]

Blue Team: 11 Points
Green Team: 8 Points
Red Team: 8 Points
Yellow Team: 5 Points
Orange Team: 0 Points

[Sky Ryder]

Well... review coming from me...

Stallion vs. AX - Not bad... perfect for an opener... maybe a little higher up..? Perfectly written for the style... nice use of commentators, as well as fans themselves...

Carson & Spaz vs. Cage and Phill Bennett - Nice match, could've been slightly improved, a little more technical... personal opinion there... other than that, solidly written match witha good finish, and yes, we did expect that shot...

Twizted vs. Dreamer -- Very nice built up match, I quite enjoyed the RP's as well as the match. I love these matches in which one worker has beaten another one a few times without losing, only for the latter to beat the former later on.

Jokester & Beno vs. Dust and Scorch -- WHat's up with the 1/2, 3/4, 7/8 stuff, Neo? Not saying it's bad, it does give the match tht LONNNNNNG feeling... it's just, who counts like that? That aside... greatly written match... I'd hate to be Beno...

Tank vs. Blade -- God, I really love reading any match written by Ken, it's always a treat in and of itself. This was no exception, witty commentary, and a superb finish. Great job.

Brock & Mykal vs. Tag Champs -- Wow, three different people writing this match, I really didn't think that it was worked on by three people, I thought more... that's how good I saw this match. Wow... grammatical error, too lazy to fix... Well... it was really a great match, especially RP wise... it deserved to be written by such great match writers...

Main Event -- This was one of the greatest matches I think I have EVER read. Period. It flowed very well, and had GREAT spots. I give it a 9/6. because I can simply do that.

Backstage Segments -- All had something to dowith the show... except Badboy's... I didn't quite get it... oh, and mine... but I guess we'll see soon enough, eh?

Overall, I thought this was an excellent edition of TNT. Hopefully, things will continue to improve, and we will become better and better...

[Prometheus]

First off, Many thanks to Dan and Mike for the match and finally to PK.. fuck you! Giving me so much excitement that I could feel my heart giving out! Havent Felt this nervous Since it Was you, me and Mike(Again!) going at it at FF!

Definately getting a review this week!

[Peoples King]

I must say it was a pleasure to come back and write this match even if you fuckers made it very hard for me to pick the winner. Hence the reason for your nerves Prom because for large chunks of that match I didn't know who I'd be giving the win to.

Dust and Scorch continue their Royality style winning streak. Who attacked me though? I'll give a full review probably by tomorrow.

[Batista619]

I would just like to apologise for not rping for my match, i have been under with a cold/flu or something. Sorry guys.

[Prometheus]

Stallion Vs. Xavier
I think I like this match than the usual hardcore match because it wasn’t totally hardcore. A lot of the action and all of the best parts were wrestling based and good on Dan, who is known for rather insanely hardcore matches (Re: Last week). It was scaled back so the few really tough spots were even more special! It was good to see him realize that stallion and Xavier are weights apart and to play on that as well and play that up. The end came withj little commentary, but that’s just a quip rather than a real remark.

Badboy!!
Ken, you sap. I loved this segment for some reason. The One’s distraction. Badboy’s love of being here. It seemed real and could actually go on backstage. Phill then enters to lead into the match

But before that Andrew gets sprayed! And given a GoL title shot! Good for him. Is iot just me or is it if Stallion beats you, you get a title shot at something else? I mean Spaz lost last week and he got one? Could be a loophole!

Florida Champ and Enemy Vs. God of Live and enemy
Now this had the premise of distrust circled around it. Everyone knew that something would go on and Ranks played that fiddle so well. Blind tags, interference on your partner and Spaz letting the submission go on for a long time worked a treat. Amazing commentary too. Just superb stuff full of wit! And that “River” line? Who will forget it?

Beno and Bees!
Ken once more showing his ability to talk about nothing but still seem interesting. He continues his search for The other half of The Dream Team.. If he doesn’t find one in the next six weeks, Dust and I are claiming the name!

Dreamer Vs. Twizted
Well worked commentary is my first note. The Whole Rubber situation in the RPs was played into the match and Max’s comments were brilliant. The structure of the match was well shaped, long, continuous action in the middle and fast pin attempts and finishers in the end. Good stuff in general and added to well written commentary gets you good points here, HBK..

Scorch & Royalty’s King Vs. Dream Cream:
The Decimals are an interesting touch, something I assume Neo was playing around with. As soon as I heard you tried them I figured they would immediately give away that the pinfall was unsuccessful. However, usig them stacked upon one another (Going from 2 to 2 and a half etc..) was a good touch. But I was surprised to see the final count didn’t use them. Maybe the best way to cement them would for the 7/8 to at some point lead into an actual 3! Dust was in for his team through most of the match and (like with the rps, won it for his team, scorch only there to make it look like Dust wasn’t a god) But the storyline continues! And this Dream team possibility ends!

Tank: Sings of Aftermath. Written in Blood

SiNN: Quick little pointer to remind us all of what happened. Because SiNN is so out of it he can’t!

Tank vs. Blade: A smaller feud though it may be, but it commanded a bit of attention at EE. Within two lines, you could tell it was Ken writing it. I’m glad however, the insanity didn’t extend out into the match and simply remained in the commentary team, where it is always funnier. Ken revisited the call to comedy up Blade. Good for him!

Kayne West:
Well demonstrated point by Kayne. It added to the story instead of it being ‘all about revenge’. From Kayne’s view it’s about Judge not letting sleeping dogs lie.

Tag team Match: I apologise, this was my match that ended up incomplete. I wrote the intro and Brock Dominating and then was rudely disconnected from the net. Heels abundant in this match, making ti hard to work out what one should do. Goodman was stopped by the ref, suggesting he was the face team. And rightfully so, I think Brock is not hard to turn face, even for a moment while still being sadistic and with him tolerating and maybe liking Mykal, it helps for them to be the face team. With that said, I was a bit disappointed in the finish. I think Mykal and Mike did win. And granted the tag titles have been handed around like a bong recently, that doesn’t change the facts. Sorry, thumbs down on that decision in regards to fairness. But it does play out well as a storyline (Faces cheated, seek revenge). But as Judge repeats every second week, WPW is not a storyline Federation.

Triple threat:

PK is a brilliant writer. Want proof? See the blood pressure I had while reading this match. A solid beginning to reflect, people moving in and out of battle and then the fake finishes that seemed like any of them could have been the decisive blow to end the match. The real win came as a rollup, making the end seem more sudden than anyone expected. Good match, still undecided if it s on par or better than the Full Force Triple Threat.

[Peoples King]

Andrew Xavier vs Stallion(C)
Copy and paste........... Grrr! I kind of felt like the start of this match didn't flow, it felt very random to me. I think it may have been better had you just began it with wrestling moves and then moved onto the violence, maybe even a brawl. Cool brass knux spot, that was nice and creative. The match began to flow better at this point IMO, became more focused. Match turned out to a be alot shorter then I expected, alot of randomness still prevailed despite the stronger middle section. Really did have the feel of a TV hardcore battle so I suppose that is a plus. Good match to open the show because it didn't blow us away but merely wet or appetite for what was to come later on.

Badboy
Interesting little segment and I'd like to know who One was looking for. The Badboy character has me interested because this naive kid schtick can be developed to disgruntled former fanboy. I watch with interest.

Andrew Wants Something New
Very good segment. Shows what a scumbag Xavier is and may lay the groundwork for a Xavier/Alicia storyline... Especially if he gets fired.

Gerard Carson & Spaz vs Phill Bennet & Chris Cage
Good introduction to the match, good use of last weeks segment to set the scene. Very good start with the two lads jumping on Carson and Spaz immediately. Always sets the scene for a tough contest. I loved the blind tags and the desention between the partners, set the scene well and played up on the high stakes of the match up. The breaking of the counts was an ingenious use of the match stipulation, you have a partner but also have a possible contender... Great. Kind of felt like it ended prematurally but all well was a well structured and intelligent match up. Definitely would be the type of thing to get you hooked in on the show.

Jokester
I dunno.... I don't know where Kens mind is anymore.

Looney Clarke vs Looney Dreamer
Rubber match, good to point that out. From start to finish this match flowed excellently with never a lull period. The commentary was top class and I think the decision for Dreamer to dominate from start to end pretty much was a good one. Twizted always looked like he might rally but Dreamer always had an answer. Very solid match that sat perfectly in the midcard.

Jokster
Again.... I just don't know.

Scorch & Dust vs Jokester & Beno
Good tag match. Very good use of the RPs, always good to see a writer pay attention. Myself and Ken obviously got most the action which is fitting because Scorch was unable to RP and Beno.... Well he was just late. Great finish, loved the tilt-a-whirl To Dust, must take note of that and hope another writers uses it.

Tank
Standrard 'Im going to kick you ass' promo.

SiNN
Let us begin the preperation for your return

Tank vs Blade LaVigne
Hmm I wonder who wrote this match? Glockspiel gives the hint to end all hints. Very good commentary throughout the match which brought relevence to the action in the ring while also being a classic Ken sideshow, no one does Max better then Ken.. as gay as that sounds I will stand by that comment. The opening was very clever with Lavigne goading Tank to his advantage. Very good back and forth match up that would play out well on TV. Nothing show stealing but a solid match to keep the show on the road. The finish was so-so but overall I enjoyed the match for what it was. Highlight had to be some of the comentary however, hats off to Ken.

Kayne Risen speaks on Judge Fallen
Fine..... Played out grand, nothing incredible just a nice hype promo for next weeks match.

One/Adams/Gonzalez
Nice little bit between One/Adams which actually played out quite well with the Main Event in the end, I hadn't even seen this segment before writing the match. Puzzled as to what was going on with One/Alicia, we are bound to find out eventually.

WPW Tag Team Championship
Ben(n)d(ett)-it-like-Parker vs The Ladies Monster
Before I begin reading and reviewing this, I was really looking foreward to this match and the subsequent rematch at Redemption(Yes I said it). Solid opening to the match which reflected Brocks power over the frame of Parker. Prom you did well to come back to the fact that both teams are unexperienced when it comes to tagging togeather but you made sure continuely point out that they were co-existing and working well togeather. Shorter then I expected but it will play out well as this feud builds momentum heading into Redemption, these are the two teams we want to see at Redemption by the way. The finish was clever but I think it would have been better had the heels actually retained that DQ victory but then again the fact that Adams & Goodman that way is a real kick in the nuts to them. Intelligently worked match but what it shows it that our tag team champions need to work a little harder to keep those belts.

Ryder/Comoroto
Good segment. It really brought some attention to Sky Ryder while also keeping things light hearted. The kind of segment you would expect to see on TV.

James Morriarty Cassius vs Mike Adams vs Dan Murph
Like I said before it was a pleasure standing in to write this match. The RPs were great and picking a winner was pretty fucking hard hence all those nearfalls because right up to the end I was between two minds. Im happy without it came off considering I really haven't wrote that much in 2006. Hope everyone enjoyed it and felt the finish was the justified one.

Overall
Very solid show. I think that the writing staff are really pulling out the good stuff in the run up to Redemption because the last two/three shows have been very solid. Great linkage in the writing, the staff are paying attention to every minute detail. Gives yourselves a pat on the backs lads. Solid show from start to finish, pat myself on the back to further my ego, and a real pleasure to read. Keep up the solid work because it is all worth it in the end. I hope people read this show top to bottom and recognise just how good the staff are in WPW and how much they put into a show.

Star of the Night
James Cassius for the simple fact that this week his back was to the wall just as it had been in the past but he pulled off the victory against one man who has already beaten him and another man that is capable of being champion. JMC take a bow.

[Peoples King]

Fuck sake lads! It's Sunday and there are only three reviews up. The writers worked their fucking asses off on this show and it's nice to get some appreciation and support from the members. I know there is a 5 review minimum but that isn't good enough. Everybody that took part in the show should give feedback on the show if it is at all possible. I find it hard to believe that out of everyone who had a match that only three had the time to give reviews. Reviews help this place prosper, come on and get too it.

Thanks.

[Neo]

Andrew Xavier vs Stallion(C)
I agree with PK, this match did sem a bit odd at first with Xavier decking Stallion with a big boot and then... warping to a turnbuckle. But hey, the match followed on and got better, kinda like a TnA match, a spot-fest if you will.

Badboy
Meh seg here, but Badboy does come off as a
disgruntled fanboy

Andrew Xavier
I liked this segment, Xavier came off as an insane guy desperate for some gold. His reward? Win or get fired. Me like.

Gerard Carson & Spaz vs Phill Bennet & Chris Cage
I liked this match, especially the teams breaking the count, just went to play up the stipulations from last week. Though the end of the match seemed a little rushed. Cant blame Ranks though, Phill and Cage didnt RP so it was kinda deserved.

Jokester
Ken and Random go hand in hand every time.

Twizted vs Dreamer
The rubber match... This match flowed well from beginning to end. Dreamer beat Twizted down, but Twizted looked like he might make a comeback, but Dreamer always shot him down. Good match that went well in the midcard.

Jokster
More randomness from JoKENster.

Scorch & Dust vs Jokester & Beno
I was just experimenting with the 2 1/2 counts and such, might use them again but only if the match is going to end. Thought Dust and Jokester would have the majority of the action, but thats only because Scorch was unable to RP and Beno pretty much... Didnt. Thought the Tilt-A-Whil-To-Dust was a decent way to end the match as well.

Tank
I'm going to kick you arse... Promo that gets meh.

SiNN
SiNN returns, which means SiNN vs. Judge soon! Crazy motherfuckers gonna get it on in the ring!

Tank vs Blade LaVigne
I liked the quick pin at the beginning. Liked how Blade was using his quickness against Tank, nice match overall and I liked the commentary as Ken always does great commentary, especially the marijuanna bit.

Kayne Risen promo re; Judge
Promo to play up the match next week. Nothing amazing to be honest.

One, Adams & Gonzalez
Liked the confrontation between One and Adams, but whats the deal with One and Alicia? Is everyone trying to use Carlos daughter to get what they want? (Remind self to kidnap her)

WPW Tag Team Championship
Jason Bennett & Jamie Parker(C) vs The Ladies Monster
Still champs. Tough break Brock, Mykal. Heh. Seriously, liked how the match showed Goodman to be the power wrestler of the bunch and the distinct lack of teamwork between the teams. Though Jason pretty much coming to Parkers rescue shows all that they can work together! Liked the DQ finish, but I think JB and Parker shoulda walzted out with a win, what with the ref's being able to call what they see, not what they missed. Place a bet now, JB and JP to retain for a while.

Ryder & Comoroto
It brought some attention to Sky Ryder and had a comedy touch to it. Much like the kind of promo seen on TV.

James Morriarty Cassius vs Mike Adams vs Dan Murph
As always a great match from Chazz really doing justice to Adams, Murph and JMC, the nearfalls at the end are a testament to the fact that it was hard to call, though I do feel Adams had it this time, I mean RP based I thought it was gonna be Mike.

Overall
8 out of 10. Decent showing this week.

[legendaryken]

OK, it's late (hey, it's Easter - I've been busy - golf season starts, grass needs cut - and it was either this or skimp on next week's match), but here's the legendaryreview:

Xavier/Stallion: I like these two guys and I liked the match. Not all matches have to follow the slow build up, spots then finishers template. Nothing wrong with ignoring the rules once in a while.

Tag match: Perfectly adequate. Note the non RPing point. It's never going to be as good if the writer doesn't have something to work with.

Twizted/Dreamer: Another good combo that have been working together for weeks, each writer bringing something fresh to the feud.

Us v Them: What can I say.....we wuz robbed? Interesting to see what might have happened had the Beno promo been in on time. I predict a few weeks of similar matches for the laugh-every-6.3-seconds Jokester.

Tank/Lavigne: Hey, I wrote this! You either like my stuff..........or you're PK, I suppose. (or Scorch)..........(or Philly)..........(hey, does anyone like my stuff???? Hands down Judge, Ryder, Carson. You got your autographs already)

Tag Champs: Good match that worked with the material that ended everyone in this position. I stayed til the end but felt a little cheated. Rematch! Rematch!

Triple Threat: Once again, match of the night. You wouldn't have known it was a collaboration. I wonder how a match with the action written by Chazz and the commentary by me would work out. Probably complete crap!

Will do things more justice next week.

[Peoples King]

Chazz getting credit for my work... you bastard!

[Chazz]

Yes kiddies. Give PK the credit he deserves. He wrote the main event. It was all PK and I am thankful for him stepping in for me.

[Peoples King]

Fine Chazz, I'll do that 'favour' you asked of me now.

[Chazz]

On your knees bitch!

"Looks around"


Did I say that?

[Peoples King]

You did but the worst thing is I'll act on it.