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| St. Louis Rage Presents: Gateway III; 9.19.14 | |
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| Brutalikus | Sep 18 2014, 07:11 PM Post #1 |
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The Unremarkable
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Friday, September 19th 2014 ---------------------------------- The show opened with fireworks, smoke and a light display set to the tune of "Bad Reputation" by Thin Lizzy The crowd cheered as cameras panned the arena, picking up several of the more memorable signs on display: "Orion vs. DDV = Match of the Century!" "Screw $9.99... I'd pay $99.99 for the EWS Network!" “I'll Be Your Voodoo Doll Alexis. <3 "RAGE NEEDS MORE RICKY DIAMOND! (held by one of the B.E.A.R.D. boys" "Josh Hominick: First the Rage Title, Then the World!" " "The show begins by the cameras swinging to ringside to show Tom and Dexter. MATCH 1 – Say My Name Match Togo Oni vs. Mikey M. Mitchell _____________________________ Cordelia Stewart: The opening contest is the “Say My Name” match! There are no pinfalls, submissions, disqualifications or countouts and this match can only be won when one of the participants to utter their opponent’s name for everyone to hear! The crowd gives a roar of approval, the energy in the arena being a peak levels as Cordelia smiles and continues, Cordelia Stewart: Introducing first, weighing 206 pounds, from Riviera Beach, Florida..."MARVELOUS" MIKEY MITCHELL! "One Night Only" takes over the arena as "Marvelous" Mikey Mitchell makes his way through the curtain. Donned in colorful tights and a furry vest, he stops before the ramp as his new stylists, Chucky G and Adrian L, command several ring hands to assemble a set of five fullbody mirrors right next to each other, the stylists remarking at how marvelous Mikey looks as he admires himself in the reflections stationed behind him for a good long time to the ire of the capacity crowd. Mikey then looks directly into the closest camera, and blows a kiss before he begins his walk to the ring.Mikey makes his way to one of the far turnbuckle posts, before climbing onto the apron. He sits on the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd, and blows another kiss into the camera. He swings his legs over the top rope into the ring and now stands in the ring. From his vest pocket, he pulls out his iPhone, and checks to make sure he looks perfect before competing, and may even take a selfie. Tom Hartman: Welcome to Gateway III folks and we’re kicking it off in a big way! For months, Togo Oni and Mikey Mitchell have been locking horns, but they have yet to find a decisive conclusion to their match. Dexter Finch: What I don’t get is why it is so hard to just say his name; “The Japanese Tigger” Tongo Oni. Tom Hartman: First Dex, it’s “The Japanese TRIGGER” TOGO Oni, and second Mikey’s blatant disrespect and cowardice was the reason these two are locked into this match where it will only end when one of them has to cry uncle so to speak by giving their opponent the respect they deserve. Cordelia Stewart: And his opponent, from Osaka, Japan, weighing in at 215lbs... he is "The Japanese Trigger"... TOGO ONI! “Minerva starts up, as we see a pattern of stars flickering over a screen. When the song kicks into gear, gold pyros rain down as Togo emerges, his arms crossed as the gold falls behind him. He continues walking, entering the ring and climbing a turnbuckle, his hands held in a way that looks like he’s channeling someone unknown element, maybe lightning, as he closes his eyes and tilts his head back, the crowd giving him a nice ovation. He climbs down and rubs his hands together as his music fades out and then points straight to Mikey Mitchell who hasn’t even bothered to get off the turnbuckle as he continues to take selfies while laying across the ropes, paying no attention to Oni. Oni looks pissed by the blatant disrespect and charges across the ring, springboarding off the south ropes for the The Trigger (springboard ax kick) looking to decapitate Mikey as he lays on the turnbuckle taking selfies- but Mikey rolls to to the mat! Oni lands crotch first across the top turnbuckle as Mikey takes his cellphone and blasts Oni in the face with it, causing him to roll off the ropes all the way down to the floor near the announce tables in a heap! Tom Hartman: Oh my God what a shot! Mikey may be smarter than he looks because he clearly just used Togo’s own temper against him! Dexter Finch: That or he was just lucky. Mikey gives the crowd a smug look as his stylists clap and cheer him on from the outside and Mikey moves out to the apron and measures Oni up for a diving knee trembler, but Oni dodges this time and slams a sharp buzzsaw-like kick straight into Mikey’s ribs on the way down! The kick seems to have knocked the wind out of Mikey as Oni looks absolutely pissed and forces Mikey to a standing position in front of the announce table where he starts slamming stinging chops into his chest that he sells like the most painful things in the world! Adrian L. and Chucky G. step in and try to pull Oni off of Mikey, but Mikey grabs Adrian by the hair as he shouts, “Not in the face!” and Oni blatantly ignores it with a sharp headbutt and then turns his attention to Chucky who screams like a little girl and runs away! This gets a pop from the crowd, but it distracts Togo long enough for Mikey to land a sharp low blow to the groin and then a reverse STO straight into the corner of the announce table, which makes it look vicious and quite possibly botched. Ringside officials check on Oni while Mikey continues to make a scene, pulling out a table, 2 chairs and then sending his stylists to run to the back an retrieve a rather large and thin mirror as well as a little black bag of some sort. Inside the ring, Mikey sets up the table while his stylists make their way down the ramp, but on the outside, Oni shoves the ringside officials away, clearly bleeding from the forehead, but still determined as he slides into the ring and shoots a vicious looking stepping jab straight to the gut of Mikey! Oni then shoves Mikey into the upper right corner and starts chopping him with a whirlwind of kicks to the abdomen and elbow strikes to the face and ending the big assault with a big time roundhouse kick to the face! Mikey goes limp like a rag doll as Togo then lays his noodle-like body on the table and ascends the turnbuckle, looking for a diving moonsault when he is suddenly nailed in the back by a chair from Adrian L! Tom Hartman: Someone needs to get these stylists out of here! They are giving Mikey an unfair advantage! Dexter Finch: But I like them! They are 2 Fabulously Amazing Gorgeous Studs! Oni falls to a sitting position on the top turnbuckle while Chucky G helps Mikey off of the table in the center of the ring and Adrian pulls Togo down in a tree of woe and holding him there with the chair in front of his face, calling for Mikey who runs in and dropkicks the chair right into Oni’s face to a loud boo from the crowd! Mikey calls for one more as Chucky G grabs the second chair, the stylists both holding chairs in front of Oni’s face this time- but Oni is trying to fight out! Oni grabs handfuls of hair on both the stylists - which is a big no no to them - and when Mikey charges in for another dropkick, he hits nothing but the chairs as Oni uses his excellent core strength to flip himself back on top of the turnbuckle to dodge! Oni is now sitting on the turnbuckle as Adrian and Chucky run at him with chairs, but Oni dives and blasts Chucky with a front dropkick straight to the chair that sends him flying back into Adrian’s chair and Adrian himself as they fall into a heap of men and chairs and roll to the outside of the ring! Oni stands up with the aid of the table when Mikey runs at him from the corner but gets NAILED by a stiff superkick to the face! Mikey crumples into a heap and Togo rolls him onto the table, climbing the upper right turnbuckle and diving off for an astonishingly perfect moonsault through the table to the roar of the crowd! These two are really getting the crowd fired up to start the show as Oni calls for a mic grabbing Mikey by the hair as he kneels over him... Togo Oni: What is my name!? Mikey Mitchell: You.. Messed.. Up... My.... HAIR! With that, Mikey throws a kick up and clocks Oni in the head as he starts to thrash about! Oni tries to placate him with punches, but Mitchell rakes the eyes, grabs Oni’s hair, spits in his face, grabs the microphone and blasts Oni between the eyes with it before rolling to his feet and dropping right back down with a single knee codebreaker amidst the table debris! Mikey is clearly the pissed one now as he grabs one of the chairs and slams it into the back of Oni several times screaming about Oni should have never messed up a beautiful man’s hair! Dexter Finch: I don’t think Togo learned the most valuable lesson about American’s in Japan: You never, EVER mess up a beautiful man’s hair! Tom Hartman: If I didn’t know better, I’d say you probably learned that from a Billy Idol song. Mikey’s stylists crawl back into the ring as Mikey huffs in anger and they calm him down as they check on his hair and Adrian L gasps while Chucky G shows Mikey a hand mirror as it would appear that Togo tore out of a chunk of Mikey’s hair! If Mikey wasn’t pissed before, he definitely is now! He takes the microphone and starts slamming it viciously into the open cut on Togo’s forehead until Togo is almost motionless and then Mikey calls for the stylists to bring the mirror and the little black bag into the ring. They set the large rectangular mirror up in the upper left corner as Mikey dumps the contents of the little black bag to reveal- barber tools! There are combs, scissors and even a can of hair spray, but the one that Mikey grabs is the battery powered razor! The stylists set up a chair in the center of the ring facing the mirror in the corner and sit Togo down on the chair at Mikey’s command! The stylists hold Oni down on the chair and force him to look at the mirror as Mikey approaches from behind with the razor, holding it over his head and turning it on with the intention of shaving Oni’s head bald! Tom Hartman: No! Don’t do this! Dexter Finch: Not in the face! That’s how he makes his living! Oni comes to, seeing the reflection of Mikey standing with the razor above him and he immediately starts thrashing about! The stylists are having a hard time holding him in place as Oni then pulls them both to the center and forces them to collide with each other head first in a comical fashion as Oni then rolls out of the chair with his back to the standing mirror in the corner as the pissed off Mitchell steps off the chair and flies at Oni for a spinning wheel kick- but crashes and burns into the mirror as Oni rolls out of the way! Mitchell then stumbles back into Oni’s arms as Oni sets him up for the Flip The Switch (Running Killswitch) and drives him face first across the chair to a HUGE pop from the crowd! Once again, the stylists attempt to interfere,but Oni hits a shuffle side kick to the gut of Chucky G then the Rainmaker (short arm clothesline from hell) to Adrian L and then tops it off with The Trigger (springboard ax kick) to the hunched over Chuky G! The stylists once again roll out of the ring as Oni walks over to Mikey who is desperately trying to crawl away and sits on his back, calling for the microphone as he locks Mikey into a camel clutch! Togo Oni: SAY IT! Say my name! Mikey Mitchell: N-n-noooo! I will never- And with that, Oni reaches over and grabs the pair of scissors from the pile of barbers instruments and threatens to cut Mikey’s hair with it and immediately.... Mikey Mitchell: Okay okay! I give up! Togo Oni: What is my name?! Mikey Mitchell: Aaaagggrrrrhhhh.... .TOGO ONI! Spoiler: click to toggle Oni releases the hold as his theme starts and the crowd cheers this exciting opening contest as Togo goes to the nearest corner to celebrate! Tom Hartman: What an opening contest! Mikey has finally paid Togo the respect he deserves! What a way for these two great young competitors to make a statement on Rage! _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open backstage in the newly reconstructed Rage interview area, where the crowd is mercilessly booing the hell out of the vast army that stands in front of them. Steve Corman is front and center, where on one side of him is The High Rollers Of Fortune, AUB, Charles Williams, Komodo, USAF, South Texas Bulldogs, and Freeman all standing behind Deacon Black (curiously, James Galleon and Miss Jessie Rae are missing). On the other side stands Vincent Delerious, alongside Laszlo Opera sans The Monsters Ball, Akira Tamura, Mychelle, Mary Borden, Trent Dylan and his bodyguard Jack Archer. There definitely seems to be some tension among the group, seemingly everyone looking to be the star of the group, yet no words are said, though the glances among the group seem to suggest some animosity brewing. Corman, Black, and Delerious all have microphones, as Delerious steps forward first, getting some MAJOR heat after what he did on the last Rage broadcast. Vincent Delerious: “Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Vincent Delerious, and I represent the fine people you see standing behind me. Men and women of great talent and skill, but also people of sound mind and judgment to choose me as their manager. I am also now a proud representative of all those who work under the banner of one Steve Corman. However, I am sad to report that I am NO LONGER working alongside the St. Louis Rage Champion, Leonard Luv.” This draws the ire of the crowd as Delerious just smirks as a “Leonard Luv” chant actually starts! Vincent Delerious: “I know. And for some reason, you people seem to think you deserve an explanation. A man of my business acumen does not owe you common people an explanation, but, if you insist, here goes. Leonard Luv, if you’re listening you need to understand why I joined the ranks of Steve Corman’s group. You see, when I look at you Luv, I do indeed see someone who has the potential, that’s right, the POTENTIAL to be a star. But at the end of the day, Luv, “Daddy-O” there’s a lot of people in this business who I see potential in, but very few who make the most of it, and when what it really boils down to is that Steve over here, he was right about you, pal, you’re old news. What we did to you, it wasn’t personal, because Steve and I both knew it was good business. Now-“ Deacon Black: “Excuse me, yes, excuse me a moment.” The crowd boos Black, just because they can, as Black stands between Corman and Delerious. He turns to Corman. Deacon Black: “Steve, need I remind you that this “businessman” stabbed our group in the back once before, and I’m pretty sure he’ll do it again if given the opportunity.” Vincent Delerious: “Hey, hey, calm down there, Black, loosen up a bit man. I’ll admit, I didn’t see the worth in your group, but now that you’re the HIGH ROLLERS of Fortune, Steve has taken you guys and shown me that you’re worth the investment.” Deacon Black: “Oh, so there was no worth in us before?” The two begin to argue off mic, before Corman booms forth. Steve Corman: “CUT IT OUT, BOTH OF YOU!” Corman shakes his head before turning to the crowd. Steve Corman: “We came here tonight to address the world as a unified army! With Delerious and the High Rollers at my side, EWS will finally become the vision that I have always wanted it to be be, starting tonight, because tonight, Deacon Black is GUARANTEED to be your NEW St. Louis Rage Champion!” Black smirks, but hasn’t completely taken his eyes off of Delerious. Steve Corman: “And Duncan Aries, if you’re watching this tonight, “champ” let me remind you, let me remind everyone across the globe, that in 2 weeks, at Midwest Massacre, your precious championship, well it’s coming home to Rage, where it belongs!” “Corman orders his troops out, and with some command from Delerious, his group follows close behind, Black still trying to plead his case to Corman, who isn’t having any of it. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ MATCH 2 – Rage Tag Title Fortune Invitational The Hitmen vs. Acer/Seb vs. US Air Force vs. Galleon/AUB (c) _____________________________ Cordelia Stewart: The following contest is the Fortune Invitational match for the Rage Tag Team Championship! Introducing the first participants, at a combined weight of 397 lbs... Jason White...Randy Shaw...THE US AIR FORCE! The entrance theme starts and after 30 seconds a military Humvee arrives at the stage. Randy exits from the driver's seat and salutes when Jason exits from the rear left doors. Jason salutes, and they march to the ring. Randy slides in first as Jason walks by the steps. Randy and Jason are shaking their hands and later they salute to the audience. Cordelia Stewart: And the next participants, at a combined weight of 417lbs.... Cormac Cobbs... BB Damge..... THE HITMEN! 'Justice' by Rev Theory plays over the PA system as green and red flashing lights dance around the entrance area. Cormac Cobbs and BB Damage come running out from the back energetically and stops at the top of the ramp, posing, to allow those in attendance to take photographs of them both and taking photographs of the entire arena as they are carrying real cameras instead of imaginary ones to capture the moment this time. They make their way down towards the ring stopping randomly and doing funny poses for the fans. After they have finished with playing up to the crowd they climb into the ring and dances around a little. Then they points out to all of the crowd, spinning around as they do it and taking as many pictures as they can as the crowd starts going wild then they do one final pose for them. Cordelia Stewart: And the next participants at a combined weight of 350lbs.... Acer Stone.... Sebastian Jankoswki..... THE HIGH FLYIN’ CONNECTION! ‘Invincible’ by Adelitas Way hits and both Acer Stone and Sebastian Jankoswki run out from the back looking pumped up and energetic. The two energetic flies run down the ramp interacting with fans all the way down and then dart to the ring and slide in (a la London and Kendrick) Both men take off towards separate turnbuckle and play to the crowd before flipping backwards and landing in the center of the ring where they come face to face with their opponents. Cordelia Stewart: And the final participants at a combined weight of 472lbs..... They are the Rage Tag Team Champions.... Ambrose Ulysses Beauregarde... James Galleon..... THE HIGH ROLLERS OF FORTUNE! “Requiem” by Motzart plays as the arena dims in a cinematic fashion as gold and silver lights circle and a curtain of gold sparks falls at the entrance. The curtain of sparks parts to reveal James Galleon and AUB, both men wearing fancy blue and red robes to mark their association with the High Rollers of Fortune, but instead of heading to the ring, the two of them (followed by Miss Jessie Rae and Freeman) go to the large podium area on top of the stage where a series of butlers have placed two throne-like chairs and a feast of fancy foods for the High Rollers to dine on. The three teams all look on confused as Galleon grabs the mic. James Galleon: Cut the music! Well gentlemen and peasants alike, you are in for a special treat tonight as we, your Tag Team champions will be defending our titles to demonstrate the greatness that the High Rollers of Fortune represent! Tonight, you three teams should be honored and privleged, because you have earned the right to compete in this match. The rules are simple; you lot will compete for our amusement while we dine on only the most exquisite cuisine that this usually filthy flea-bitten city has to offer. When only one team is left standing, you will be granted the greatest opportunity of your pathetic careers; a chance to do battle with the greatest men this industry has ever known! Now get on with it! Tom Hartman: Well it would appear that the High Roller Invitational is an elimination gauntlet of sorts. The three qualifying teams will do battle until one remains and then the last team standing will have a chance at the Tag titles. Leave it to the High Rollers of Fortune to stack the odds in their favor. Dexter Finch: Is it just me, or does it seem like the bad guys have a trick up their sleeve? This sucks though.... I can smell all that good food from all the way down here. I might need to leave commentary to get me some of that roast pig up there. The bell rings as USAF, The Hitmen and the High Flyin’ Connection all circle around when suddenly the Hitmen are pulled out of the ring by- Tom Hartman: It’s Tokyo Drift! What are they doing here!? Kaz Hashimoto and Yoshihiro Fujiwara both pull Cobbs and Damage out of the ring and start unloading on them! The two teams fight it out outside the ring while inside, Acer and Seb run the ropes looking to dive on Tokyo Drift but are cut off by by USAF when White hits Acer with a knee to the breadbasket and Randy Shaw cactus clotheslines Seb to the outside on the opposite side of the ring. White and Acer are the only ones left in the center of the ring as White throws Acer with a gutwrench suplex followed into a rear naked choke on the mat. Acer struggles out eventually and droptoe holds White face first and then runs the ropes nailing him with a front dropkick to the face. Meanwhile on the South outside portion, Seb and Randy Shaw are battling it out by the barricade when Shaw digs a shoulder into Shaw’s gut and flips him over the barricade, sending him crashing into the chairs in the first row! Seb isn’t through however, as he balances on the barricade and hits a whisper in the wind off the barricade into Shaw taking them further into the crowd! On the north outside area, Kaz whips Damage into the steels steps shoulder and then grabs a chair from under the ring. Cobbs is winning his fight with Yoshi until Yoshi climbs up onto the apron and dives off while Cobbs tries to turn his attention to Kaz, catching Cobbs off guard with an apron dive Tornado DDT on the floor! Nothing stops Kaz as he walks over to Damage and begins slamming the chair on BB’s back! Up near the stage, The High Rollers of Fortune continue to feast as Miss Jessie Rae and James Galleon give each other flirtatious gazes that Ambrose still hasn’t noticed. Back in the ring, Acer is using his speed to outmaneuver the brawling veteran White as he dashes at White for a shining wizard, but White pops alley-oops him straight overhead, causing Acer to land on the middle rope and nail White with a beautiful disaster kick to the face! Acer climbs the upper left buckle and looks to set up for an early Shooting Star Elbow drop, but he gets distracted by the comotion going on with the Hitmen and Tokyo Drift out on the floor and White gets to his feet as Acer dives at him for a crossbody instead, only to get plowed into the mat with a spear out of midair by White! White starts absolutely mauling Acer with mounted strikes as they slide close to the ropes and the ref tries to get him to break it off, but he seems to have either inferred or been informed that the rules include an unspoken No DQ rule. Back in the South outside portion, Seb is trying to climb his way out of the crowd to go to Acer’s aid, but when he climbs the apron, Shaw grabs him by the waist and throws him back into the pile of chairs with a high angle german suplex- but Seb lands on his feet... sort of. His landing is uneven as he stumbles across the sea of chairs and this allows Shaw to hit a shining wizard on him, shouting “Kilo-Oscar!” before flinging himself back over the barricade back into the ring area and then climbing up the lower left buckle and calling for White to make a tag. On the North outside portion, Yoshi has locked Cobbs in a fujiwara armbar while Kaz finall throws the chair, huffing as he has beaten BB into the ground with it and then he leans down and shouts in BB’s face, “You think it’s funny to keep beating us by rollups and flukes? You are not the better team and you have shamed your spot in this match! You won’t think cheating us out of victory is funny when we break your jaws so badly that can never mock us again!” With this, Kaz tells Yoshi to raise Cobbs to his feet and they pull a table out form under the ring, setting up on the outside and together Tokyo Drift drives Cobbs through it with the Limitless Explosion (Wheelbarrow facebuster (Kaz) / Cutter (Yoshi) combination)! Medics run out to ringside to check on the Hitmen as Tokyo Drift exits the arena to a chorus of boos. Tom Hartman: This is an absolute shame that such a talented team would be such sore losers that they have to take it out on the Hitmen like this! From what I’m being told, The Hitmen are being brought to the back for medical attention, so in all likelihood, they will not be participating in the rest of this match. Back in the ring, White tags Shaw in the lower left corner and drives shoulder thrusts into Acer’s gut while Shaw runs and hits a corner knee to the face of Acer, the young Shaw looking much more aggressive as of late. White exits the ring while Shaw hurricanranas Acer to the center of the ring and goes for a springboard moonsault and lands on his feet when Acer rolls out of the way and grabs Shaw for the Honorable Mention (Springboard Cutter) out of nowhere on Shaw! Acer nails it but White tags off Shaw’s back and when Acer turns around, he is bulldozed by a Texas Kick (bicycle kick) from White, laying him flat! White covers! ... One ... Two ... Thr-No! Seb finally gets back in the action with a slingshot leg drop over the ropes across the back of White’s neck! Tom Hartman: Man that was close! To think we almost had the Deacon’s hired guns the US Air Force taking on their comrades in the High Rollers of Fortune! Dexter Finch: Comrades? In Soviet Russia, fortune high rolls you! Shaw runs the ropes and attempts to hit Seb with a springboard knee strike, but Seb ducks and rolls through it to the ropes near the ramp, but when he gets up, Seb clobbers him with a stiff superkick, sending Shaw over the ropes to the floor in a heap! White stands up and goes to attack Seb, but Seb senses him and nails a backkick before driving him down with the Plish Stunner (back kick to stunner) that stumbles him backwards into Acer who kicks him in the gut and runs the ropes, cutting White straight across the back of the neck with the Stone Cutter (ax kick)! Acer runs to the nearest corner while Seb springboards off the ropes to nail the Backflip Disaster (springboard Moonsault Senton) and Acer pumps his fist from the top turnbuckle three time before diving off and nailing the Shooting Star elbow drop! The crowd pops for the huge string of moves as Acer covers! ... One ... Two (Shaw tries to get up on the outside but Seb takes him out with a corkscrew plancha) ... Three! Spoiler: click to toggle Seb rolls back into the ring and both him and Acer hug and high five and then the energetic duo stands in the center of the ring pointing to the High Rollers of Fortune! The High Rollers look on from their podium, somewhat unamused by this as they take their sweet time as Galleon once again grabs the microphone. James Galleon: Congratulations you dolts, but there is one thing we “forgot” to mention... Suddenly Acer and Seb are blindsided by the Brutallion, and South Texas Bulldogs who swarm the duo like a pack of wolves! James Galleon: ... if you haven’t figured it out yet you simpletons, this match has no disqualifications! Dexter Finch: Totally called it! Bad guys don’t go into a match without a trump card up their sleeve... or maybe down their boot, or in their pocket would be most practical, since you know, pockets are kind of made to store stuff... Tom Hartman: I think we all knew this was coming as Galleon and Ambrose have summoner their hired henchmen to do their bidding.... .... but what is going on now? With that, the US Air Force doesn’t appear to be taking their loss very well as they get into the ring and start shoving the Brutallion and the South Texas Bulldogs out of the way so that they can stomp Acer and Seb themselves! The rivalry between the three High Roller henchmen teams has been well documented as the Brutallion and Bulldogs don’t take kindly to being shoved away and shove back! With that, the Brutallion, Bulldogs and USAF all begin brawling it out while Galleon and Ambrose walk down to the ramp to diffuse the situation and get into the ring, microphone still in hand. AUB: That is e’nuff I say! Break up yo’ fightin’ this instant! James Galleon: What the hell has has gotten into you bloody fools (getting in USAF’s faces in the center of the ring while the other two teams reluctantly break off)? You had your chance, now your done, so go to the back and make yourselves useful by brewing up some tea and- Jason White: We serve Deacon Black, not you maggots! This garners a slight pop as the descention in the High Rollers can clearly be felt and both Galleon and AUB nod to the Brutallion and Bulldogs respectively, indicating for them to attack, but before they can, White hits Galleon with a low blow and snaps him to the mat with a DDT! Shaw starts hammering at Ambrose but just like that, USAF starts to brawl with the Brutallion and Bulldogs again until Ambrose’s other bodyguard Freeman gets into the ring and manages to blast both Shaw and White in the face with knockout punches, causing them to slump to the mat out cold! Ambrose can be heard saying, “Take their sorry carcasses away this he-ah instant!” And with that, the Brutallion, the Bulldogs and Freeman drag the US Air Force to the back to make them answer for their treason. Ambrose is the first back to his feet, noticing that Acer and Seb are still in bad shape after the gang beating his henchmen and Galleon is still hurting from the attack by the USAF. Seeing this as his opportunity, AUB sneers and blasts Acer in the face with the Seeing Stars & Bars (Randy Orton's Punt Kick to an opponent's head) which looks particularly vicious and then sees Seb getting up, and sets up in the opposite corner for the Dixie Discomfort (Mr. Wrestling II style knee lift) and levels poor Seb, dropping the other half of the High Flyin’ Connection to the mat in a heap! With that, Ambrose smiles and bows to the crowd to a major round of boos and then he calls out to Miss Jessie Rae to fetch his custom titanium cane, intent on putting and end to the challengers! Tom Hartman: This is growing difficult to watch.... Acer and Seb put up a valiant effort, but in the end, the odds were stacked too high against them. AUB twirls around his cane and waits for Acer and Seb to stand up so he can blast them with it rather than covering like he should when.... Ricky Diamond: THIS JUST IN! It is now time for a Ricky Diamond special report! Ambrose stops and looks up at the stage as the crowd pops to see Ricky Diamond come out onto the stage in his reporter suit with a microphone in hand as he continues. Ricky Diamond: Good even ladies and gentlemen, this just in! I was backstage with my trusted B.E.A.R.D. News hand camcorder earlier tonight when I stumbled upon a special news bulletin; The Darlin’ of Dixie? Or the Darlin’ of “Rat Face James Galleon’s dicks-y? Take a look folks;
Ricky Diamond: I just had to share that with you guys! I mean I got to see Jessie Rae topless! And with that, I must be away as an EWS’ ace reporter’s work is never done. I’m off to enjoy this video from the comfort of my own dressing room. Stay classy St. Louis! With that, Ricky Diamond walks to the back soaking in the crowd’s reaction as the crowd then turns their attention to the ring where Ambrose is sporting a look that can only be described as something beyond a deathglare! Dexter Finch: Uh oh spaghetti-os! I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone this pissed off! I think Ambrose might legitimately kill old rat face! Ambrose starts shouting at Galleon as Miss Jessie Rae pleads for him to stop this and Galleon tries to calm Ambrose down, saying, “Now Ambrose easy with the cane, we can talk this out like gentleme-” and then Galleon gets the custom titanium cane driven straight into his gut! The crowd is going crazy as Ambrose slams the cane over and over into Galleon’s shoulder (a sickening thud makes Galleon cry out in pain, giving the impression that he cracked a bone) until Miss Jessie Rae throws her own body over Galleon’s to stop AUB! Jessie Rae pleads with Ambrose to stop and eventually he does when the Brutallion and Bulldogs come back down to the ring to separate this and begrudgingly Ambrose backs off, taking Miss Jessie Rae by the hand and leading her to the back with the henchmen in tow, leaving Galleon alone with Acer and Seb who get up, shrug to each other as Galleon slowly gets to his feet and stumbles into them with a look of panic that shows he knows he is screwed! With that, Seb knees Galleon in the gut while Acer runs the ropes and together the High Flyin’ Connection hits a tag team Stone Cutter (ax kick by Acer) and The Destroyer (single knee facebuster by Seb) absolutely anihilating Galleon as Seb goes for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Three! Spoiler: click to toggle “Invinsible” kicks in again as Acer and Seb pop up and begin to celebrate, having gone through obstacle after obstacle to become the new champions! The referee hands them the titles and they embrace like brothers before running to each of the corners to hold their belts high for all to see! Tom Hartman: A mighty congratulations to Acer Stone and Sebastian Jankowski for their victory tonight, but as we can see, not everyone is sitting happy right now as Ricky Diamond revealed something that has become a major rift in the High Rollers of Fortune. I hope for James Galleon’s sake their he has a good deal of security in the back, because Ambrose just might kill him for messing with his wife! _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ The lights are down in the ring, but quickly come back up to reveal the face and figure of one Alex Hawke, who gets immediate heat from the crowd. Hawke looks around the crowd, and shakes his head with a smirk. Alex Hawke: “No, people, that is not the proper response. The proper response would be to sit there, keep quiet, and listen to why I, Alex Hawke, am a certifiable genius!” This just makes the crowd hate Hawke even more, but the man takes his time, feeling out the crowd’s emotions before continuing. Alex Hawke: “My reason behind attacking Laux is simple. Remember, people, Steve Corman once said that between myself and Laux there was a traitor, and he was right, wasn’t he? Oh no, you’ve got it all wrong, you see, I was not the traitor, of course not. The traitor was you, Brandon Laux.” Hawke begins walking towards the ropes. Alex Hawke: “Laux was nothing more than a fool who would stumble upon moments of genius from time to time with his conspiracy theories, which he had a knack for sniffing out, and yet, he couldn’t smell the one right under his nose, could he? It was never Laux and Hawke, it was always me just using him. You see, Laux is the traitor, because he lacked the vision to see just what I was after and his hatred for The High Rollers Of Fortune blinded him to the..greater evils in this world.” Hawke then climbs out of the ring, addressing the crowd. Alex Hawke: “You people should be thanking me for the wars I rage for you in the shadows, but no, you choose to boo your silent heroes because like Brandon Laux, you people, you don’t know what’s behind the mask. You-“ Suddenly Hawke is clunked from behind by a camera, held by none other than Brandon Laux! Tom Hartman: “Laux was hiding as a camera man!” Dexter Finch: “Well I’m glad he’s not really one, he didn’t do a very good job.” Laux is enraged as he and Hawke began brawling around ringside, both men exchanging rights and lefts. Laux whips Hawke hard into the steel steps. Laux has a far away look in his eyes as a prone Hawke lays there, Laux lifting the steel steps high into the air. Hawke sees this and rolls off just as the steps collide with the other half, back pedaling first up the ramp, and then as Laux approaches, into the crowd. Laux points to him and shouts, "You made a bad move by crossing me Hawke! I will hunt you down you hear me? I will hunt you down!" _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ Edited by Brutalikus, Sep 22 2014, 01:05 AM.
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Tom Hartman: Next match is going to be probably the most brutal and violent match on tonight's show as Laszlo’s Monsters Ball takes on Super Anime Squad and Poison. A few weeks ago, the Monsters kidnapped their friend and manger Rolo.... and well, I guess we’ll find out if this one ends up as one sided as it sounds... MATCH 3 – Tornado No DQ Tag Match Laszlo's Monsters Ball (Deathstalker/Fenrir/Umbra) vs. Super Anime Squad/Poison _____________________________ The arena goes dark as the drum beats of “Counting Bodies like Sheep to the Rhythm of The War Drums” at the 30 Second mark of the song fog fills the entrance. At the 42 Second mark of the song red lights flash in the arena with the “OW!” that are shouted, every time they are shouted in the song those red nights flash. At the 1:10 mark the words start. Dexter Finch: Hold me Tom! The Scary man is coming. A red spotlight shines on the entrance come on as Deathstalker steps out with his executioners mask over his head not far behind him walks Lazslo Oprea. Behind them walk Fenrir and Umbra who are both pushing an office chair with wheels and Rolo is tied to the chair and her mouth is taped shut. Tom Hartman: This is an outrage... They should release her. Dexter Finch: Is the scary man gone? Cordelia Stewart: Ladies and gentlemen coming to the ring at this time, being accompanied to the ring by Lazslo Oprea…. Weighting in at a combined weight of 894lbs… from parts unknown… This is Lazslo Oprea's Monsters Ball! The fans boo loudly and shout at the Deathstalker who appears to be completely un-phased by the crowd as Oprea starts shouting to the fans that he will let The Deathstalker eat all of them. At the 1 min and 52 second mark of the song the chorus of the song starts again. The Deathstalker reaches ring side as he steps up the ring steps being lead by Oprea and as The Deathstalker steps into the ring between the top and middle rope as Oprea holds the mask in place till The Deathstalker in the ring. Deathstalker walks over the corner as Lazslo Oprea makes sure the mask is staying in place. Fenrir and Umbra bring Rolo over to the time keepers table as they both of them also get into the ring. Oprea showing his control of his Monsters. Tom Hartman: It would appear that Laszlo Oprea has control of his monsters Dex you are okay to come out from your hiding spot, and for GOD'S SAKE quit humping my leg. The camera shows behind the commentary table and Dexter Finch is under the table and has his body clutched to Tom's leg as he is shaking in fright. He starts to come back up to the table still shaking in fear. Dexter Finch: (shaking voice) GROSS! I'm not humping your leg, that must be some weird fantasy of yours. You know I only like the cuntwaffles! Tom Hartman: DEX! You can't say that. Dexter Finch: I just did! Dexter Finch has a smile on his face as the lights go out as fog fills the entrance way with bright strobe lights and lasers going off like a rave party as “Sandstorm” by Darude begins to play over the P.A. system with the fans all waving white towels back and forth like they’re rally towels and as the music picks up in tempo, Kalei and Kalino Ramos come out high stepping out of the back with Poison emerges from the smoke and raise both of his hands in the air setting of fireworks all around them. Playing to the crowd, waving their rally towel as the fans are bouncing up and down in tune to the music waving their towels like a rave party effect. The brothers high-step their way to the ring, and Poison is right along with them, almost dancing, as they sling the rally towels into the crowd and tag hands with the fans around ringside, full of energy, going around the ring untill Kalei sees Rolo tied to the chair he starts to move towards her and Umbra comes back out of the ring and cuts Kalei, as Kalino comes around the other side and is cut off by Fenrir. Tom Hartman: It looks like the Ramos brothers are more concerned about the well being of Rolo than surviving the match ahead of them. Cordelia Stewart: And their opponents... weighing in at a combined weight of 515lbs... The team of Poison and The Super Anime Squad! The crowd cheers for Poison and the Ramos Brothers, as the referee tries to get all the men in their corners and checks them before calling for the bell. Poison rushes in and Deathstalker growls as he runs at Poison and nearly takes his head off with a vicious clothesline, but instead of attacking Poison he rushes over and delivers a big boot to Kalino Ramos off the apron and into the guardrail around the ring as he then grabs Kalei Ramos and gives him a Tossing Belly to Belly Suplex as Fenrir climbs into the ring and goes after Kalei and Deathstalker turns his attention to Poison. Dexter Finch: Is this legal? Tom Hartman: Yes in this match one thing it's a No Disqualification match but it is also a Tornado Tag match which means all 6 men could be in the ring at once. Dexter Finch: No, I mean is it legal for Laszlo’s Monsters to kill these guys? Because that sure looks like what is about to happen. Umbra stands on the apron as it appears his eyes are focusing on Kalino outside of the ring as Oprea taunts Rolo saying that "His Monsters will destroy her friends." Deathstalker throat thrust Poison as he lifts him in the air with a one handed choke toss that he follows up with a vicious clothesline. Deathstalker than puts a boot into Poison's throat. Fenrir goes to Irish Whip Kalei to the opposite side of the ring as he slides out and makes a move towards Rolo, but when he does, Kalei gets his head taken off by a yakuza kick from Umbra on the outside. That has the crowd cringe as Umbra flexes and screams as he then picks up Kalei and lifts him into the air in a stalling vertical suplex and the crowd counts how long he holds Kalei up in the air. Tom Hartman: Holding a man up like that for a long time is strategy here. All of Kalei's blood rushing to his brain. Dexter Finch: He's held him up there for fifteen seconds already. Umbra then drops himchest first across the barricade with an impact that causes many to cringe when Kalino dashes back in and jumps onto Umbra’s back locking in a sleeper, but he doesn’t get far as Fenrir pulls out a chair and smashes it off Kalino’s back, causing him to fall off Umbra to the floor on the outside! Inside the ring, Deathstalker is absolutely mauling Poison as he picks him up with a mandible claw and begins yanking him around the ring by the jaw before slamming Poison’s face into the upper right buckle, whipping him across the ring to the lower left corner and following with a clothesline that is so hard that Poison flips out onto his face! Deathstalker crooks his neck as he looks down at Poison, the executioners mask still on his face as Poison claws at Deathstalker’s legs, showing that he has guts, but not brains as Deathstalker yanks the small man up to his feet like a rag doll, military presses him into the and drops him into a front powerslam that makes Poison go limp! The referee goes to check if Posion is out cold, but Deathstalker unleashes a blood-curdling howl that scares the referee out of the ring as Deathstalker locks Poison deep in the Delirium Cross (Anaconda Cross)! Poison looks to be unconscious, but the referee can’s get anywhere near the ring to call it as Umbra grabs him by the collar and whips him over the announce table into the spanish commentary team! Laszlo gives a devilish smile as he orders his Monsters to get “their toys”. Dexter Finch: Did he say toy? I LOVE TOYS! Unless he means sex toys, because I get the feeling they’re into BDSM and I’m not into that stuff. With that, there is no longer a referee as Umbra and Fenrir throw half a dozen chairs into the ring, fives tables wrapped in a length of chain, a barbed wire bat and perhaps worst of all, lighter fluid and matches! The ring is full of weapons now Poison looks to be completely out cold in the ring in Deathstalker’s submission. Outside, Umbra and Fenrir go to enter the ring while the Ramos Brother go to untie Rolo, but Laszlo gets in their way and they shove him hard into the stairs and then start untieing Rolo! Laszlo is hurting a bit from that but he growls out “Fenrir! Umbra! Come Dammit!” Fenrir and Umbra then come charging across the outside area at the Ramos brothers for big boots, but the Ramos bros. dive low and clip the knees out from the big men with sharp knee strikes and follow that by nailing the two big monsters with stereo enzuirigis! Rolo struggles to get out of what is left of the ropes that tie her down as the Ramos bros then go under the ring and get their favorite toys; a pair of ladders! The Ramos brother both ram the ladders into the faces of Fenrir and Umbra and then to begin to set them up in a standing position outside the ring. Meanwhile, in the ring, Deathstalker has let go of Poison and looks like a kid in a candy store with the weapons at his disposal as he sets up a pair of chain-laced tables in the center of the ring and stands four chairs on top of them in standing positions, making a ungodly horrible death structure for whoever is unlucky enough to go through it! On the outside, Kalino grabs a chair and starts wailing on Umbra with it while Kalei naively rolls the monsterous Umbra onto a table that he has set up and then starts climbing the ladder- but Umbra sits up! By the time Kalei realizes it, it’s too late as Umbra climbs the ladder and grabs him by the throat, looking to chokeslam him off the ladder through the table but Kalino makes the save with a chair to the back of Umbra, offsetting his balance on the ladder! Kalei tries desperately to shove Umbra off the ladder, while his brother Kalino tries to pull him off from the floor, but suddenly Fenrir runs back in and levels Kalino with a big boot! Fenrir then picks Kalino up and violently tosses him back first into the ladder with his Ragnarok (Jacknife Cross Powerbomb) which makes the ladder tip over sending both Kalei and Umbra through the table! Crowd: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! In the ring, Deathstalker looks over his structure of chains, tables and chairs and does quite possible the one thing that can make this worse- lighter fluid! Deathstalker slathers the tables with the fluid and then lights the match, setting the table a blaze! Tom Hartman: Oh lord.... this is going from bad to worse.... Someone needs to get out here and stop this! There isn’t going to be enough of Poison left to bury if Deathstalker is allowed to put him through that! Dexter Finch: You know, that fire is almost hypnotic.... it’s like I know a car wreck is coming, but I can’t look away.... Deathstalker drags Poison over to the lower left corner and works his way up the turnbuckle at Laszlo’s command and pulls Poison up with him, looking for an avalanche powerbomb- but somewhere out of nowhere Poison grabs the barbed wire bat on the way up and slams it into Deathstalker’s forehead! Poison hovers precariously on Deathstalker’s shoulders on the turnbuckle as the flames rage right behind them when Poison does the unthinkable by reversing the avalanche powerbomb into an avalanche hurricanrana that sends Deathstalker back first through the chair, flame and chain covered tables! Tom Hartman: OH MY GOD!!!!!!! Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! Everyone is in utter awe as the ringside crew puts out what remains of the flames with fire extinguishers as Deathstalker now sports visible burn marks on his and lies out cold on the mat as Laszlo looks on in horror! In a panic, Laszlo orders Fenrir into the ring to finish Poison off, but Poison hobbles to his feet and grabs the barbed wire bat again, slamming it into Fenrir’s knees and then his back and Fenrir tries to fight back with seething anger in his eyes, but Poison uses his speed to weave away from his attacks and finally nails a blow that sends Fenrir stumbling through the ropes to the floor! Laszlo looks like he is about to rip his hair out in frustration as his monsters don’t seem to be getting the job done while Poison places a chair across Deathstalker’s back and then nails The Antidote (lionsault) across the chair on his back as he then rolls the monster over and goes for the pin! (... One) (... Two) (... Three!) .... but there still is no ref and probably won’t be! Poison starts looking around the ring area for the referee when Laszlo reaches inside and unleashes his last resort by taking the executioner’s mask off of Deathstalker! Tom Hartman: Oh No! That mask is the only thing that keeps Deathstalker in control! Dexter Finch: AAAAAAAHHHHH He’s loose!!! With that, Deathstalker’s eyes suddenly open despite the burns and damage sustained and he goes to Poison who foolishly turned his back to him while looking for the referee and throws him backwards into the pile of debris with the Death Becomes Thee (wheelbarrow dragon suplex) and if Poison wasn’t knocked out before, he definitely is now! Crowd: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Deathstalker unleashes another blood curdling scream and both Ramos brothers slide back into the ring, grabbing chairs and charging Deathstalker, but Deathstalker runs the ropes and plows into them with a double spear then grabbing one of the chairs, growling like and animal as he blasts absolutely anything that moves with it! He lays out the Ramos brothers and then both Umbra and Fenrir get into the ring to help Deathstalker at Laszlo’s command, but it backfires entirely as Deathstalker destroys them with the chair too! By the end, the chair he is using is totally broken, so he grabs another while Rolo screams from the outside, pleading Deathstalker to stop!By this point, a handful of security comes out to stop this, but Deathstalker keeps them at bay by slamming the chair onto the ropes psychotically! Poison, Kalei, Kaline, Umbra and Fenrir are all laid out and bleeding on the mat and each time one of them attempts to crawl, Deathstalker goes back to mauling them- but suddenly someone else catches his eye..... Laszlo! Laszlo looks on in horror saying, “What have I done?” as he uncharacteristically takes off running to the backstage area with Deathstalker in hot pursuit! Rolo slides into the ring to check on her friends, but things aren’t looking good as medical officials start to filter out with stretchers... --------------------------------------------------- We go backstage to see Laszlo running in fear as Deathstalker can be seen in the background, chasing down random stage hands and throwing them around as Laszlo rounds the corner, panting as he stops to catch his breath when... ???: Some Monster Tamer you turned out to be... Laszlo looks up to see Vincent Delerious standing right in front of him. Laszlo Oprea: How... how did you.... tame this creature? Delerious whistles and Laszlo’s eyes go wide as suddenly Deathstalker appears right behind him, heeding Delerious’ commands once again and grabbing Laszlo by the throat! With that Deathstalker presses Laszlo into the air and walks off to a nearby ledge that overlooks crates of technical equipement! Laszlo Oprea: Please! Don’t do this! Vincent Delerious: Laszlo, Laszlo, Laszlo.... Vincent Delerious is a businessman. Sorry, but a Monster Tamer that can’t tame monsters is useless to me. Goodbye “Monster Tamer”! Hahaha! Laszlo Oprea: AAAAAHHHHHHH! With that Deathstalker tosses Laszlo off the balcony into the pit filled with technical equipment as a cloud of dust kicks up an buries Laszlo amidst it. Delerious smirks and whistles, Deathstalker following behind him like a trained dog as we exit the scene. _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open in the locker room of The High Rollers Of Fortune where Charles Williams is casually sipping tea and lamenting the footage he is watching on the television screen of Billy Shaw defeating him for the High Octane title two weeks earlier when suddenly the door swings open as the room immediately erupts into yelling! Williams turns to see Miss Jessie Rae scampering into the room as her husband Ambrose Ulysses Beurregarde follows angrily behind her her and following behind them is James Galleon (his shoulder bandaged up from earlier)! The commotion gets out of hand real fast as AUB accidentally bumps into the table, spilling tea all of Williams as Jessie Rae pleads for AUB to stop, but AUB is just getting more heated as he grabs his titanium cane and goes to hit Galleon with it until Jessie Rae gets between them! Miss Jessie Rae: STOP AMBROSE PLEASE DE-AH! AUB: Stay back mah de-ah! I'm goin' to smash this creachah's head in and mount it on my wall for defilin' you! James Galleon: Really? How is it my fault that your wife decided to trade up?! Charles Williams: Just what in the hell is going on with you two?! AUB: What is goin' on? WHAT IS GOIN' ON?! THIS VILE SLIME SLEPT WITH MISS JESSIE RAE! THAT's WHAT IS GOIN' ON!! James Galleon: And I'd do it again! I'm tired of teaming with such a low down American chicken like you! You should have kept your mind on the match, because as far as I'm concerned, you are the reason why I am not the Tag Team champion right now! Charles Williams: Just bloody calm down! And amidst their fight, AUB and Galleon suddenly turn to Charles Williams with an intense stare.. James Galleon: “Perhaps we would still BE champions if we had some assistance! Where were you, Charles?! AUB: “I reckon that’s a viable question, sir.” Charles stands up, angrily. Charles Williams: “Where was I? WHERE WAS I?! DON’T YOU TWO COME LOOKING TO ME FOR HELP, YOU BOTH SCREWED ME OUT MY HIGH OCTANE TITLE!” James Galleon: “That’s absurd! You lost because of your own shortcomings! You took your eyes off the prize! Charles Williams: “Shortcomings? You let a buffoon cost you your own match, so don’t talk to me about taking my eyes off of anything!” AUB: “NOW I DO DECLARE SIR, THAT IS AN INSULT JUST ITCHIN’ TO START A FIGHT!” The trio begin arguing as an annoyed Deacon Black comes into view. Deacon Black: “ENOUGH!” The three men then turn their attention to Black. Deacon Black: “Don’t you 3 see? None of that matters. All that matters is that tonight I will need full support to become the one true champion of Rage, so please, gentlemen, get it together.” AUB looks at Black and with a snort walks awa, giving Galleon a death stare all the way out as Miss Jessie Rae tries to calm him down, followed by Williams, who takes a sip of what's left of his tea, shakes his head, and exits as well. Galleon looks to leave, but stops for a moment. James Galleon: “If you’re the “one true champion” you say you are, you’ll do it tonight WITHOUT our help!” Galleon exits with a smirk leaving a visibly distraught and disgruntled Deacon Black wondering where the unity in the group has gone. _____________________________ ***ELSWHERE BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open with an upward shot of the mighty Malice, alongside the smug Scotty Arniel. Arniel looks into the camera as Malice just stands there, arms crossed. Scotty Arniel: “You know something, VENUS, it’s exactly how I said, it didn’t have to be this way. Had you accepted my proposal, had you accepted my SINCERE and HONEST requests for your love and affection, we wouldn’t be down the road we’re on, but sadly, there seems to be no turning back.” Malice clinches a fist and nods towards Arniel, who is a bit startled and then continues. Scotty Arniel: “To be quite honest, both Malice and myself, we tend to like the VENUS of old, you know, the same one you keep saying is back, but yet neither of us see it. But maybe we just need to get a closer look, so here is what WE are thinking. You want to say you’re dominant, you want to say that no one can stop you? Well prove it, toots, because Malice challenges you to a match for your Rage Woman’s Title. How about Rage #25. You can wear something nice, and we’ll pick you up at 8, how does that sound?” And with that, Arniel screams (almost like a little girl) as VENUS attacks Malice, the two ladies brawling it out, VENUS getting the upper hand, picking up Malice and powerbombing her through a nearby table. VENUS slowly tilts her head to the side, locking eyes with Arniel, and then grabbing him by the collar before he can retreat. VENUS: “I..accept.” VENUS then throws down Arniel as he sits there stunned, looking over at the fallen Malice as VENUS storms off. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ We go back to ringside to find the cameras hovering around a dome-like structure built in the enlarged pit area near the stage: Spoiler: click to toggle The dome is filled with weapons hanging from every which way on metal wiring Tom Hartman: Well folks, as the crew cleans up the huge mess that was made in the ring a few minutes ago, it is now time for us to venture into another layer of hell as we can see the crew setting up the dome for our next match; the pit fight between Meghan Cross and Alexis Durden. Dexter Finch: Two Women Enter, One Woman Leave! MATCH 4 – Pit Fight Meghan Cross vs. Alexis Durden _____________________________ Cordelia Stewart: The following match is the Pit Fight scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from The Dystopia... weighing in at 135lbs.... she is the “Ultra Violent Mistress".... ALEXIS DURDEN! Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata ROCK COVER (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7T8fnYyH4pI) begins to play the lights going out with a single white spotlight coming on a fewmoments later to reveal Alexis Durden taping her signature cane as she gives an eerie Alex Delarge-esque stare into the camera and then points the camera straight at it saying, “I am the Hardcore Queen of St. Louis! If you have anything to say about it Meghan, try me deary!” With that Alexis walks down special isle from the stage area down to the dome in the stage pit and enters, sitting down in a rocking chair on the far end of the dome as waits with a psychopathic smile on her face. Cordelia Stewart: And her opponent, ... weighing 122 pounds, from Gulf Shores, Alabama... here is "The Rainbow Warrior".... MEGHAN CROSS!!!" As the lights flash quickly from pink to teal as "Sticks & Bricks" by A Day To Remember begins to play with smoke billowing from the stage, we see Meghan Cross bust out of the curtain upon hearing the end of the intro of the song, head banging to the guitar breakdown, oblivious to the crowd as they give her a good pop, out from the entrance position, before pacing the entrance area with a determined look on her face, firing some kicks in the air with a determined look on her face, and pounding her chest getting the crowd psyched, wearing a black leather sports-bra type of top with rainbow trim and baggy black MMA style shorts with rainbow trim down the sides and waist with a rainbow colored cross on the shorts and rainbow colored tassels on the leggings like CIMA's trunks. She also has on black Hayabusa style wrist sleeves with a rainbow stripe and rainbow colored tassels, black elbow pads, black knee pads, and black wrestling boots with rainbow colors and black Austin Aries style kickpads with rainbow colored tassels on the boots. Meghan then stares straight ahead, twitching her neck as she starts to head to the ring, with a serious look on her face, bobbing her head quickly to the music, pointing to the fans with a slight smile as she tags hands with a few fans as she is focused on her task at hand. She makes her way down the special stage ramp towards the dome as well where Alexis Durden awaits her. Tom Hartman: And here we go! Alexis Durden made her Rage debut a few months ago when she targeted Meghan in a battle royal, but things didn’t get anywhere near as personal until she kidnapped Meghan and and held a knife to her with the threat of cutting her hair. Something in Meghan snapped that day and she has vowed to make Alexis pay for it. Dexter Finch: Where’ Master-Blaster when you need ‘em? Some of the crowd even starts to chant “Two Men Enter; One Man Leave!” in response to the rather peculiar structure that this match will be taking place in as Meghan steps into the Dome and the referees lock it behind her. Alexis remains seated on the rocking chair and then whips a small voodoo doll in Meghan’s image down at Meghan’s feet with pins sticking out of it everywhere, particularly in its eyes. Alexis lets out a witch-like cackle and then stands up as the bell rings and the two begin to circle up in the Dome! They lock up and Meghan pulls Alexis into a sideheadlock, but Alexis lifts her up for a backdrop only to get taken down to the floor with a sideheadlock takedown by Meghan. Meghan’s technical skills have grown by leaps and bounds as she is now demonstrating as Alexis tries to roll herself out of it, but Meghan keeps it locked in by rolling with her and pretty much transitioning it smoothly into a crossface attempt though Alexis then pulls her over into a modified la magistral cradle pin to force Meghan to break the hold. Both women get back to their feet and Alexis drives a boot into Meghan’s gut, grabbing her by the hair and walking her over to the Dome wall where she attempts to smash her head into a steel chair hanging from the cage, but Meghan blocks with her foot and elbows Alexis in the chin, spinning around Alexis’ weight and throwing her to the floor with a german suplex to a nice thud! Tom Hartman: Oh man! The padding on that floor is relatively thin, so these ladies should be careful, but of course, I somehow doubt they will on account of this match being more of a fight than a wrestling match. Meghan contemplates grabbing a weapon, but she decides to let her wrestling skills do the talking for now as she goes to pursue Alexis, only for Alexis to whip around and throw some sort of powder into Meghan’s eyes! Meghan crawls back to the wall near the chair hanging off of it, trying to get her barings when Alexis lets out a howling shreek and runs at Meghan, blasting her with the Banshee Boot that smashes her face into the hanging chair! Alexis pulls the chair off of the Dome and sets it up in a standing position and waists no time snap suplexing the blinded Meghan onto the chair, causing her back to arch on impact! Alexis taunts Meghan about her being the true Hardcore Queen of St. Louis as she pulls a trash can full of kendo sticks down from the Dom and drops it on the floor, picking up one of the kendo sticks and twirling it around before snapping it off Meghan’s back! Despite the lack of sight, Meghan shows some awareness of her surroundings by crawling and putting her back to the cage, covering up her body from the rapid kendo stick shots until Alexis says, “You’re no fun!” and back up to blast Meghan in the face with a running knee trembler, but Meghan rolls out of the way allowing Alexis to crash into the Dome wall and then Meghan quickly stands up and launches Alexis overhead with the Spinal Fusion (Release Cobra Clutch Suplex)! Alexis crashes HARD on top of the trash can and pile of kendo sticks as Meghan rubs the powder out of her eyes and then falls on top of Alexis for a cover! ... One ... Two ... Th-No! Alexis kicks out! Meghan is in control now as she takes a kendo stick and unleashes months of pent up aggression by slamming it down into Alexis’ back a couple times to devastating impact! After a few of those, Meghan takes what’s left of the trash can and puts it over Alexis’ torso and then sits her down on the rocking chair on the far side of the Dome, raising her fist to generate a pop from the crowd as she runs to the other side of the Dome and all the way back, crunching Alexis in the trash can with a picture perfect dropkick straight backwards in the cage! The rocking chair tips over with Alexis in it as Meghan’s vicious side is really coming out now as she retrieves a cheese grater from the Dome wall and begins raking it against Alexis’ forehead, shouting, “I dare you to say I’m not hardcore bitch?!” Alexis is bleeding now as she then goes to a wall and retrieves a mop, saying, “Here, let me get that for ya!” and then shoving the mop into Alexis’ face until Alexis lurches forth and tackles Meghan back to the ground with mounted punches! Meghan covers up, but it doesn’t stop Alexis from grabbing the mop and jamming the end of it deep into her gut before then choking her with the handle against the ground, saying, “You think you’re hardcore because you learned how to use a few weapons? Ha! You don’t know the meaning of hardcore!” Tom Hartman: This one isn’t just violent physical, but verbally as well. I can’t remember the last time we had this much trash talk going on in a match. Dexter Finch: Speaking of trash, I was actually scared when they dumped out the trash can because I thought Oscar the Grouch was living in there, but I guess he is living in a different trash can somewhere. Alexis lets out a battle cry, but this gives Meghan a moment to get her boots up into Alexis’ gut as she shoves her back halfway across the floor. Alexis rolls to the side of the cage and Meghan grabs the nearest two kendo sticks and rushes Alexis, looking to slam her with her duel weilding sticks, but she hits nothing but Dome as Alexis rolls out of the way a couple times and makes her way back to the rocking chair, grabbing her signature cane and holding it up to block a double kendo stick shot and then swiping out Meghan’s knee with it. Meghan holds her knee and Alexis is smelling blood in the water as she slams her cane into the knee two more times and then turns Meghan over onto her belly, locking Meghan in a cane-assisted half boston crab! Meghan screams out in pain as she crawls around the Dome, but even when she gets to the cage wall one of the outside referees informers her that there are no rope breaks. Instead, Meghan manages to get ahold of another kendo stick and jams it upwards to nail Alexis in the back of the head and allowing her to struggle out of the half crab holding her knee. Growing aggrovated, Alexis screams and goes for another Banshee Boot, but she misses and he leg goes straight through one of the holes in the Dome’s frame! Meghan takes full advantage of this by wrapping Alexis leg through the metal and then climbing onto Dome wall a little before dropping down on Alexis chest with an elbow drop that causing Alexis to scream in pain as he leg being tied up in the wall puts unfathomable pressure on her leg and knocks her down into a brutal modified tree of woe position! With Alexis hanging upside down off the Dome wall, Meghan puts a chair in front of her face and goes for a modified Stage Dive Special (Opponent in Tree of Woe, Meghan does a BRUTAL Top Rope Double Stomp, rolls on her back on the rebound, runs off the ropes and hits a VERY STIFF Running Low Dropkick, climbing the cage to stomp the chair into Alexis’ face and then running across the cage and driving it into her face again with the dropkick! Alexis appears to be out cold, but there is a problem- Meghan is having trouble untangling her leg from the Dome frame! Tom Hartman: Lord that could be a knockout, but how is Meghan going to get her down from there? Meghan and the referee finally succeed in freeing Alexis’ leg as she slumps down onto the floor in a heap and goes for the cover! ... One ... Two ... Three-No! Alexis somehow manages to kick out and Meghan can’t believe it! Meghan returns to her feet soon after, limping a tad as she cuts the air and signals that this is it! Meghan waits for Alexis to stumble to her feet, kicking her in the gut and getting her Caught In The Crossfire (Cutthroat Double Knee Facebreaker), but Alexis counters by grabbing Meghan’s legs and launching her with a catapult at the Dome wall- but Meghan latches onto the wall like a cat and dives off with an incredibly acrobatic hurricanrana! Alexis goes rolling across the floor again as Meghan pursues and Alexis tosses everything she can find at her from kendo sticks, to her cane, to the broken trash can and even the freakin’ rocking chair, all hitting their marks to varying degrees of damage. The rocking chair in particular seems to hit Meghan hard as Alexis jumps up and slams Meghan down face first into the chair with a painful lookins reverse STO! Meghan is hurting as Alexis stumbles to her feet and gets a wicked smile as she moves over to one little corner of the Dome that hasn’t been explored yet- and it has a table! Alexis sets the table up in the center of the Dome and rolls Meghan onto the table as she begins to climb the Dome wall that warps upwards! Tom Hartman: What is Alexis thinking here? It looks like she is trying to climb the Dome, but it slopes upwards so I don’t know how much luck she’ll have. And as it would have it, the wall is proving difficult for Alexis to climb, which allows Meghan enough time to run over to the wall and crawl under Alexis’ legs in a powerbomb position but Alexis holds onto the wall in desperation! Meghan lets go, prompting Alexis to dive off the wall for a crossbody, but Meghan catches her out of the air into a modified version of her Caught in the Crossfire (cutthroat double knee facebreaker *without cutthroat part*) to a HUGE pop from the crowd that is chanting... Crowd: This is Awesome! Both women lay on the floor, spent and battered, but Meghan looks to the ceiling and signals that she is going up there! She rolls Alexis onto the table and begins climbing the Dome wall and she manages to weave her legs through the holes in the frame to keep herself stablized as she slowly begins climbing upside down to the point where she is hanging from the top of the dome directly above Alexis! It’s then that Meghan notices a little bag attached to the ceiling and with her legs securing her to the Dome, she hangs upside down and opens the back, pouring its contents to reveal a rain of thumbtacks that sprinkles down onto Alexis’ body! Alexis is already rolling around on the table with some of the objects piercing her abdomen, but it gets oh so much worse as Meghan maneuvers herself to to hang right side up by her arms from teh top of the Dome before falling all the way down and smashing Alexis through the table with a diving elbow drop onto the pool of thumbtacks! Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! Dexterf Finch: Oh God! They just became human pin cushions! Like a porcupine! Or a voodoo doll! Tom Hartman: Oh my lord! Meghan just elbow dropped Alexis from the top of the dome through the table! This night just keeps getting more and more violent! Meghan and Alexis are both bleeding from many different places as she are both trembling and each crawl to open spots on the floor away from the thumbtacks on the floor. The crowd is on their feet as Meghan slowly crawls her way around the debris until she finds Alexis and drapes her arm across her chest! ... One ... Two ... Three...... NOOO!! Alexis gets the shoulder up barely! Meghan grabs her hair in frustration, knowing that she took a tad too to get the pin and then she breaks her calm demeanor with rage in her eyes as she pulls Alexis up by the hair and shoulder thrusts her back first into the Dome over and over until Alexis somehow manages to sneak in a droptoe hold that slams Meghan’s face off the mesh! Meghan’s head bounces off one of the metal bars hard as Alexis pulls herself onto the wall and when Meghan stumbles back towards her holding her bleeding forehead, Alexis jumps off the cage and hits an INCREDIBLE Like Clockwork (=Legtrap Sunset Flip Powerbomb) bouncing Meghan’s head off the floor as she holds it for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Three! Spoiler: click to toggle “Moonlight Sonata" (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckOh86bm798) comes over the speakers as the crowd, while still somewhat booing Alexis, cheers the valiant effort both of them put on as Alexis smirks with bloody teeth at the damage done and limps out of the Dome with her cane leaving Meghan who seemingly doesn’t realize where she is quite yet, but has a look of defeat etched across her face when she begins to figure it out. _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open with Freddy Morris, who is standing by with Billy Shaw, who gets a HUGE pop from the crowd. Shaw is admiring his newly won High Octane Title over his right shoulder. Freddy Morris: “Billy Shaw, congratulations on becoming NEW High Octane Champion!” Shaw takes the mic and smiles before looking into the camera. Billy Shaw: “I BELIEVE!!” Crowd: “I BELIEVE!” Billy Shaw: “I BELIEVE THAT WE WILL WIN!!” Crowd: “I BELIEVE THAT WE WILL WIN!!” The crowd is going crazy as Shaw looks at his newly won title. Billy Shaw: “Thar’s right, we believed, all of us, that we would win, and we did. We took something that had meant so little for so long and WE brought it new life, and with it, a fresh sense of what high octane really means, and what this title truly stands for, so thank you guys, really. This means everything to me, and in turn, it means everything to US.” The crowd is clapping and cheering as Shaw slings the title back over his shoulder. Billy Shaw: “So what I believe, is that I intend on fighting to prove why I am champion, why I deserve to be YOUR champion. On the next edition of Rage, Junior Heavyweights, if you’re listening, we’re fixing on having ourselves an Ultimate X match, so, from myself, from all of US out there, we hope you accept OUR challenge. We’ll see you out there!” “Billy Shaw” chants fill the arena as Shaw nods in approval before handing the mic to Freddy and raising the title high in the air to a HUGE pop from the crowd. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ |
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MATCH 5 – Marcus Orion vs. DDV _____________________________ Cordelia Stewart: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Boston Mass, weighing in tonight at 215 pounds, he is, DDV, DANNY DE VRIES!!! "HOW YOU LIKE ME NOW?" The instrumental opening of P.O.D.s "Boom" rings through the arena as "Hoochiah" rings through the speakers as Danny De Vries pulls back the curtain and takes a few steps. He stops, stares hard at the ring and looks around at the crowd, then shouts ‘D-D-V!’ as he pumps his right fist into the air twice and then punches both fists into the air diagonally from his body, holding them in a ‘V’ shape for a few seconds. De Vries then strolls confidently down to the ring, jogging the last few steps and slides underneath the bottom rope. He bounces up to his feet, punching both fists up again and bouncing on the soles of his feet. Cordelia Stewart: And his opponent, from New York City, New York.... weighing in at 220lbs. ..... he is the self-proclaimed “World’s Greatest”.... MARCUS ORION!!! "Worlds Greatest " begins at the beginning. The lights in the arena flicker on and off, and as R. Kelly belts out the first lines, the lights blast on A light Red and White. Orion walks out with his hands stretched out with a big smile, Scotty Arniel following behind him waving a flag with Orion’s face in a star constellation as Hayden McClane follows close behind. He stops and slowly turns around showing off his jacket that has "In Orion We Trust" written in the back. He walks backwards slowly with his head tilted up. Halfway down the ramp he stops for a moment and points his fingers into the sky as a shower of confetti begins raining down from the ceiling with balloons and streamers to commemorate the return to Pay Per View of the one, the only, MARCUS ORION! Orion turns back around and lowers his hands, but begins waving to crowd with a big smile. Orion walks the steel steps and then jumps on to the second turnbuckle and pumps his fist. Orion goes in to the top turnbuckle and jumps into the ring. He moves to center if the ring and falls to his knees with his arms stretched out again as the song ends. And then turns to face DDV who swats a couple balloons out of his face and goes face to face with Orion to the roar of the crowd! Tom Hartman: Listen to the reaction from this capacity crowd! This is a match that many a-fan have only dreamt of and here it is right here! DDV- Orion- this one is going to be- Dexter Finch: A slobberknocker? Tom Hartman: I guess you could say that.... wait, oh no.... don’t tell me.... Scotty Arniel: Oh glorious day! What’s with the sour look Tim? This is a very special day because finally... The Flame- HAS COME BACK- to Pay Per View! Dexter Finch: I think it’s because he doesn’t want to be sitting next to your obnoxious a- Tom Hartman: Easy Dex. We’ll have more than enough vulgarity when Ambiance comes out for her match later. The ref is about to call for the bell when Orion stops him and calls for a microphone. Marcus Orion: Hold on just a minute, I know you all came to see Marcus Orion in his return to Pay Per View, but I have some bad news for you; with my EWS Triple Crown title match coming up next week at Midwest Massacre, I have been advised by my doctors, dietitions, yoga instructors, publicists, stylists, secretariess and even my person chef Lorenzo that I should not compete in a match this close to my big title match. (The crowd boos accordingly) Listen VD or whatever your name is, I know you were looking forward to your moment in the sun, but I’m afraid you just aren’t worth the great Marcus Orion’s time and as such, I am graciously here to accept your forfeit so that I can keep in pique physical condition when I become the next EWS Triple Crown champion! Orion calls to the referee to raise his arm in victory and the referee reluctantly does it when Hayden McClane threatens to pound him into the ground if he doesn’t to the ire of the crowd! Orion looks proud as he shouts, “YES!” as the referee raises his arm in “victory”! Scotty Arniel: What a stunning return to Pay Per View! Marcus Orion is now 1-and-0 in Pay Per View matches! Oh glorious day! Tom Hartman: Be quiet Scotty, he didn’t win a damn thing! Orion turns to leave when suddenly he is grabbed by the arm by DDV who spins Orion around as the two once again lock eyes as DDV snatches the mic from Orion. DDV: My forfeit huh? You want to know what I have to say about that? DDV drops the mic and begins to stomp towards Orion who rapidly backs up into the lower left corner when suddenly DDV turns around and is DRILLED by Hayden McClane with a running snap STO that drives DDV’s head into the mat HARD! Before DDV’s knows what hit him, McClane locks him in a front facelock and starts drilling him with vicious knee strikes and then lifts him up in a double underhook position, dropping him with a vicious air suspended codebreaker for his 15 Seconds of Hell combination! Not only that, but McClane puts his MMA background to big time use by rolling into a sitting position on DDV’s back and then drilling him in the back of the head with forearm shivers until DDV practically goes limp! The referee calls security down to get McClane out of there as the fans boo the living hell out The Natural Born Killer- but McClane breaks away from security one more time before getting escorted out of the building and grabs the noodle-legged DDV, and driving him into the mat with the Irish Car Bomb (Ki Krusher)! DDV is out as security then surrounds McClane who snickers and puts up his hands in mock surrender, walking out of the arena, smirking at the damage that he caused when the tron suddenly lights up...
McClane and Orion both look up at the tron not knowing quite what to make of this, as McClane makes his way out. But then Orion takes notice of DDV sprawled out on the mat and tells the referee to ring the bell! Tom Hartman: What the hell?! After McClane did all the dirty work for him, now Orion wants a match? He’s a damn coward, that’s what he is! Scotty Arniel: Watch your tongue knave! This is Orion the Great you speak of! This is amazing! Not only did he beat VDV once tonight, but he is going to beat him again! The referee reluctantly rings the bell as Orion drops down on the limp DDV for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Three-NO! DDV gets the shoulder up to a huge cheer from the crowd! Orion stands up with smug satisfaction, thinking that the audience is cheering for him and thinking that he just won the match, but his expression suddenly becomes sour when the referee informs him that it was only two! Orion argues with him and tells him to do his job right and goes for the pin again, but this time he gets pulled into a fujiwara armbar by DDV! Orion flops around the ring in desperation and gets his foot on the ropes as both men roll back to their feet and DDV looks PISSED! Tom Hartman: Finally this match is underway and it looks like Orion succeeded in nothing but pissing DDV off! DDV charges in for a clothesline, but Orion pulls the ropes down on him and DDV goes soaring to the outside, but he manages to land on his feet as Orion smugly points to his head to indicate that he outsmarted DDV... until DDV yanks him down and causes him to bounce face first off the apron right into DDV’s waiting arms for a back drop lift backbreaker- but DDV isn’t finished yet! He picks Orion up off his knee and runs him full speed at the upper right turnbuckle, bouncing Orion’s face off of it to a sickening thud and chasing after Orion as he crawls away! ... 1 ... 2 Orion crawls towards the stairs on the upper left side and holds on for dear life screaming “NOOO!” as DDV tries to yank him away! Orion ends up mule kicking DDV in the gut and when DDV comes running back in, Orion drop toe holds him face first into the top of the stairs! ... 3 ... 4 Orion climbs to the top of the steps and shouts, “LONG LIVE ORION!” to the crowd before jumping off and planting an elbow drop into DDV’s sternum. ... 5 Orion whips DDV into the barricade corner and goes for a running step up shining wizard, but DDV presses him upwards into a big back drop that makes Orion land with a sickening thud on the concrete in the audience section! ... 6 DDV rolls into the ring and back out to break the count and goes to jump into the crowd after Orion, but by that point Orion is already hightailing it through the crowd with DDV now in hot pursuit! ... 1 ... 2 ... 3 DDV finally succeeds in catching up to Orion as the two trade punches while the fired up crowd around them goes absolutely ballistic! Orion gets an eye rake in at one point and then a low blow that the referee doesn’t see and then runs his way through the crowd to the stage area and climbing back down into the stage pit (opposite side from the Pit Fight arena) with the intention of escaping! ... 4 ... 5 ... 6 Tom Hartman: That coward! He’s trying to escape! Scotty Arniel: Can you blame him? He has a title match to think about next week and DDV is a maniac! He should be locked up in an insane asylum and sodomized or lobotomized or whatever the word for it is. Dexter Finch: I’m not the brightest bulb, but doesn’t sodomy mean he is going to get anal ra- Tom Hartman: DEX! DDV is slowing down already, holding his head particularly after the damage suffered at the hands of Hayden McClane as he chases after Orion and ends up in the stage pit, only for Orion to climb on the stage, get a running start and dive off with a big time flying knee to the face of DDV and DDV goes down in the pit! Orion again shouts, “LONG LIVE ORION!” to get the crowd fired up and they return it with a torrential storm of boos! ... 7 ... 8 Orion climbs up onto the ramp and starts a light jog back to the ring- but gets tackled from behind by DDV who rains down fists onto Orion without a care for the ring-out count! Tom Hartman: These two better get their act together right now because they are about to get counted out, but then again I don’t think they could really give a damn! Scotty Arniel: See? That maniac is about to rob Orion of his third win of the night! Dexter Finch: Third win? And here people say I can’t count right! ... 9.............. but the referee waves off the count and instead just pleads for the two to get back into the ring! Tom Hartman: What’s this? It looks like the referee has used his disgretion to wave the ring ou count! He has to know that the crowd certainly doesn’t want to see it end this way! Scotty Arniel: This is a travesty! Strip him of his stripes cause this zebra is the worst pony I’ve ever seen! Dexter Finch: What the hell are you trying to say? Usually I’m the one who’s talking nonsense around here; you’re stealing my shtick jerk! DDV picks Orion up, saying, “Just a sec” to th ref and then whipping him off the ramp down into the Pit next to the Pit Fight Dome from earlier! DDV grabs Orion and whips him face first into the steel Dome mesh and then swings the door open, slamming Orion into it and then shutting the door behind them as they enter the Dome to another “Two Men Enter, One Man Leave!” chant! There are no longer any weapons in the dome, but that doesn’t stop them as DDV and Orion are trapped in the steel confines together as DDV chases Orion, but Orion climbs up the Dome wall and jumps off for a beautiful disaster kick, but DDV ducks under it and blasts him with a running knee trembler to some serious impact! DDV then takes his time running Orion from one end to the other a couple of times and slamming his face into the steel frame of the Dome to bloody Orion and knocking him loopy before picking him up for a running 'Strong Bomb' (Sheer drop Powerbomb) straight into the Dome wall- but Orion leaps off his shoulders at the last second and then hits a running front dropkick that sends DDV crashing hard back first into the Dome wall followed by a shining wizard that drives the back of his head into the Dome and Orion latches onto the cage during this before jumping down and throwing DDV across the thinly padded concrete with a hurricanrana! Orion gives a smug smile as DDV once again looks hurt, but Orion grabs the referee by the shirt and tells him to walk back to the ring as the two exit the Dome, leaving DDV laying there. When the two get back to the ring, Orion demands he reinitiate the ring out count! ... 1, ... 2, ...3, ...4, ...5 - DDV is stirring but barely! ... 6, ... 7, - DDV is up with the aid of the Dome! ... 8 - DDV is limping up to the ramp as Orion shakes his head and shouts, “NO!” in a comical way as the crowd chants, “YES!” ... 9, - DDV full tilt sprints to the ring! ... 10- NO! DDV rolls back in to the roar of the crowd as Orion jumps back on him and starts hammering the back of his head, shouting, “WHY WON’T YOU DIE!?” Dexter Finch: Woo! Go DDV! Scotty Arniel: What are you doing Finch! You are supposed to be supporting Orion! We gave you Orion merchandise at a discounted price! We even gave you the Marcus Orion action figure that usually goes for over 100 yen in Japan for a mere 50 bucks! Dexter Finch: Well here’s the thing, I think one of those Orion brand condoms you gave me broke and long story short, I think I got a girl pregnant. And that makes me even more sad because I know that my child isn’t going to be Marcus Orion. DDV is trying to fight back, but Orion continues to target the head which has taken significant damage already, pulling DDV into his own front facelock with knees on the mat that Orion transitions into a guillotine choke as the life gradually fades from DDV! The ref raises his arm... it drops! He raises it again... it drops! Tom Hartman: This could be over! DDV has put up one hell of a fight, but in the end, Orion’s strategy may have worked... DDV’s arm drops for a third time.... and it falls limp! Scotty Arniel: It’s over! It’s over! LONG LIVE ORION! Tom Hartman: Wait a minute! DDV has his foot on the ropes! The referee is about to call for the bell, but notices DDV’s foot has been on the ropes, but instead he is forced to call for a rope break! Orion breaks at four with a look of utter disbelief as he gets in the referee’s face, but the referee stands firm, THE MATCH CONTINUES! The crowd is going nuts! DDV slowly starts to get up and Orion whips around and smashes him across the face with a roundhouse kick in frustration that drops him in the center of the ring and Orion signals that he has had enough as he climbs the top turnbuckle in exhaustion, and measures DDV up for a picture perfect moonsault- right onto DDV’s shoulders! DDV catches Orion in a fireman’s carry and drops him into the Breathless (Fireman’s Carry Gutbuster) as the crowd lights up! Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! DDV slowly gets to his feet, staggering as he unleashes a primal war cry in pain and aggression to fire the crowd up even more as Orion tries to run at him for a clothesline only to get caught in an inverted headlock backbreaker, but DDV doesn’t let him go as he hits another back drop lift backbreaker, but still doesn’t let him go as he whips him across the ring to the lower right turnbuckle and starts his amping up sequence by nailing a corner running snap forearm, dragged out to the middle then clinch + Big Knee, then rebound Boston Strongarm to the back of Orion’s neck! DDV walks into the corner slapping his knee, then as Orionbegins to rise, connects with a running knee trembler that drops Orion limp as DDV goes for the cover! ... One ... Two ... Three-NO! Orion gets the shoulder up at the very last moment and the crowd is in shock! Even DDV can’t believe it as he grabs his head in frustration but then breaths for a moment and signals that he is going to the top! He goes to the lower left corner and climbs it for his Stargazer (shooting star press)- but suddenly Orion runs up the buckle and LAUNCHES DDV across the ring with a top rope belly to belly suplex that leaves both of them motionless in the ring as the referee starts his knockout count! ... 1, ...2, ...3, ...4, ...5, ...6, ...7, ...8- Orion and DDV are up as they slowly reach a standing position, staring each other down from across the ring to the roar of the crowd! Tom Hartman: It doesn’t get more intense than this folks! These two are giving this everything they’ve got! Scotty Arniel: It should be over! Orion should be the winner! He has already beat DDV 5 times tonight for crying out loud! Dexter Finch: I can’t tell if you are delusional, over exaggerating or just p-lain stupid. And that's saying something coming from me! DDV and Orion lock up in the center of the ring and Orion makes a sly move by nailing DDV with a headbutt since he his head has already taken so much damage and then ducks a clothesline in retaliation from DDV and reversing it into "The World's Greatest" Perfect-Plex! Orion doesn’t hold it however as he runs the ropes and nails the "The Orion-Sault" Lionsault, not once, not twice but three times and then shouts for DDV to “STAY DOWN!” as he holds it for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Three.... NOOOOO! DDV still kicks out! By this point Orion has had enough and goes to the outside, retrieving a chair! He goes to hit DDV with it, but the referee grabs hold of it and takes it from him, and when Orion turns around, he gets DRIVEN straight into the mat with the 'The DDV Driver (Snapmare Driver)! Not only that, but DDV locks Orion in the Boston Stronghold (Elevated Cloverleaf Stretch Muffler) and when Orion screams in pain and desperately claws for the ropes, DDV responds by using one of his feet to stomp down on his head repeatedly until the referee calls for the bell as Orion is clearly out cold! Spoiler: click to toggle The crowd ROARS in approval as DDV flops down on the mat in exhaustion while “Boom” starts to play again! Tom Hartman: Oh my God he did it! Scotty Arniel: This is a travesty! You’ll be hearing from our lawyers pal! Dexter Finch: And you’ll be hearing from my lawyers Louie Anderson! Your condoms didn’t work and now I’m stuck with a kid that could never be as great as Orion! Scotty goes to Orion’s aid as he rolls out of the ring and DDV struggles to his feet, going to each of the turnbuckles to celebrate his hard earned victory! _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open with a shot of Freddy Morris, as the camera pans to show a primed and ready Josh Hominick. Freddy Morris: “Josh, tonight you get your chance to once again become a champion, this time here on Rage.” Josh Hominick: “That’s damn right, Freddy, and if I’ve learned one thing, it’s that history has a way of repeating itself, and what that means is that tonight, it doesn’t matter who stands in my way, that piece of shit, Deacon Black, or the man who doesn’t deserve to wear the championship, Leonard Luv. One way or another, just like in Japan, I WILL reign supreme at the end of the night.” Freddy Morris: “It’s definitely been an interesting few weeks for you, not only getting this opportunity, but a chance to go for the coveted Triple Crown Championship at Midwest Massacre.” Josh Hominick: “The way I see it, Freddy, tonight is just the beginning, just the tip of the iceberg, and come Midwest Massacre, it’s not going to be Marcus Orion, Deacon Black, Leonard Luv, it’s not even going to be my good friend DDV or the mighty Duncan Aries that’s going to be standing tall and looking pretty at the end of that one. That is something reserved for one man, “The Juggernaut” Josh Hominick!” With that emphatic end, Hominick walks off with a confident stride, cracking his neck and rubbing his hands together, as we return to ringside. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ Match 6 – EWS Woman's Title Match Cailin Dillon (c) vs. Ambiance vs. Skye Haynes _____________________________ Cordelia Stewart: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the EWS World Woman’s Title! Introducing first, from London, England... weighing in at 160lbs.... She is “Britain’s Best Darling”.... AMBIANCE!!! "You Call Me A Bitch Like It's A Bad Thing" by Halestorm kicks in, as the crowd instantly begins booing the emerging Ambiance, who soaks up the boos from the crowd like she's been waiting forever to embrace their hate. Ambiance points to herself as she walks down to the ring saying "Icon coming through, bitches!" before almost knocking over the cameraman on the way to the ring. She enters the ring and pumps her fist into the air after throwing back her hood, getting a good laugh at the crowd who boos her and what she feels is a pitiful excuse for an opponent. Cordelia Stewart: And the second challenger, from Houston, Texas.... weighing in at 145lbs.... She is “The Chickbuster” .... SKYE HAYNES!!! As the tune of Let The Sparks Fly begins to play, Skye comes out from behind the curtain. As she approaches the top of the ramp, she turns around 360 degrees and flashes a smile. She then begins to walk down the ramp, giving a wave to the fans. Walking down the ramp, she sees the fans having their hands out for her to hit. She goes over and slaps thhe hands of the fans on both sides of the ramp. Once she finally gets to the ring, she hops up onto the apron, grabbing the middle rope with her hands. She pulls herself up by using the ropes then places her hands onto the top rope. Using the ropes, she then pushes the rope down and jumps over it, having both feet land onto the mat. Once Skye is finally in the ring, she glances at Ambiance who gets right up in her face! The referee tries to hold Ambiance back, but Skye is already daring her to bring it on and this could get out of hand quickly! Dexter Finch: Why do you hate Skye so much Mrs. Finch #1? She’s so nice! I might make her Mrs. Finch #17 someday! Tom Hartman: You and your fantasy wives. Just don’t go getting yourself restraining orders now.... that’s the last thing we need around here. Dexter Finch: Who says there aren’t any restraining orders going on right now? I even have one for Mr. Rogers.... don’t ask. Tom Hartman: You do realize that Mr. Rogers passed away over a decade ago right? Dexter Finch: ..... so if that wasn’t Mr. Rogers that asked me to “be his neighbor”, who the hell was it? -shudders- Cordelia Stewart: And their opponent, from Dallas, Texas..... weighing in at 115lbs.... she is the EWS World Woman’s Champion.... CAILIN DILLON!!! The music to “Tornado” by Little Big Town begins with a video background of rain and a tornado with letters spinning around. The twister spins through and spells out “Cailin Dillon” and she confidently struts out. She pumps her right fist in the air as the crowd gives her a mixed reaction, some crowd loving her and some hating her as the most neutral party in this match. Cailin scowls as she sticks out a hand to a nearby audience member and gives her the talk to the hand. She continues all the way to the ring, grinning at the whistles and cat calls from the audience. If she exits after an opponent, she stares down the opponent as she makes her way to the ring with a pompous smile as she walks straight up to Ambiance and Skye with a confident smirk and raises the EWS World Woman’s title proudly overhead. Tom Hartman: There is tons of bad blood flowing in this match folks. Skye Haynes almost defeated Ambiance for the EWS World Woman’s title a couple months ago in Pro Wrestling Revolution and has been gaining favor with the audience as of late, much to Ambiance’s dismay. On the other side of things, Cailin and Ambiance have been feuding on and off for the last 2 or 3 years including most recently when Cailin defeated Ambiance for the EWS World Woman’s title, only for Ambiance to steal it back that same night. Then, when Skye was going to give the title back to Cailin, Cailin attacked her, thinking that she was trying to steal it for herself. And here we are as these three intense competitors are set to do battle for the title. The referee raises the title above all of their heads and calls for the bell as all three women circle up, Ambiance trash talking the entire time and when she turns her focus to Cailin for a split second, Skye charges in and tackles her to the mat with a flurry of mounted punches to kick this thing off. Cailin merely stands their and watches, snickering to herself, before grabbing Skye by the hair and tossing her out of the ring through the ropes and going face to face with Ambiance as the two long time rivals are looking to settle the score once and for all! The two of them are about to come to blows when they notice that Skye actually landed safely on the apron and calls out, “Is that all you’ve got?, which gets both Ambiance and Cailin to unusually work together as they both turn to kick Skye off the ropes, but Skye slides back in under the bottom rope when they do and then dumps them both over the ropes to the floor to a nice pop from the crowd! Cailin and Ambiance get up, but Skye is rolling with the momentum and the young upstart sets off running the ropes like a ball of fire and shoots through the ropes with a suicide dive that harpoons both Cailin and Ambiance into the barricade on the north side of the ring! Skye is surprisingly taking it to the current and former EWS Woman’s champion, but Ambiance clearly isn’t amused as she pulls Skye by the hair into a spienbuster out on the floor while Cailin climbs onto the barricade right behind her and when Ambiance turns around, Cailin dives at her off the barricade for a hurricanrana that whips Ambi across the floor. Cailin chooses to pick the less experienced Skye as her “prey” and hits her with a couple of european uppercuts to back her into the upper right corner post before whipping at her with a lightning fast roundhouse kick- but somehow Skye instinctively dives out of the way, causing Cailin’s leg to collide with the post! Cailin holds her leg in pain as Skye rolls her up like she is going for a school girl pin, but transitions it into position for to slingshot Cailin into the post face first, but that’s when Ambiance comes charging back in with a flying forearm strike that hits Skye flush in the jaw with high impact, knocking her backwards which of course slingshots Cailin face first into the corner post- but Cailin clings to the post instead to stop herself from hitting it face first and climbs to the top of the turnbuckle instead! Ambiance whips Skye violently into the corner of the barricade and starts blasting her with stinging chops and then clotheslining Skye over the barricade into the audience, but again she turns around to see Cailin flying at her- this time with a diving tornado DDT that DRILLS Ambiance into the floor! The crowd is on their feet! Tom Hartman: Holy hell! Diving Lonestar Kiss! Ambiance could be out cold! Dexter Finch: Gah! Why can’t my future wives just get along!? Cailin attempts to haul Ambiance back to her feet, but she is pretty much deadweight right now as the referee urges Cailin to get back into the ring. Cailin instead focuses on Skye who is getting to her feet in the front row of the audience and Cailin grabs Skye by the hair, pulling her back over the barricade into the ringside area and then whips her into the ring. Cailin follows Skye into the ring and begins stalking her prey and then kicks Skye in the gut to set up for her Texas Twister (twist of fate) when suddenly Skye whips her backwards into a bridging northernlights suplex! ... One ... Two- Cailin kicks out! Cailin however has a look of surprise etched on her face as Cailin looks to charge Skye, but Cailin’s leg gives out a bit from the damage earlier as Skye pulls her into a snapmare and then launches a stiff kick to Cailin’s shoulder blades that makes her cringe and then charges across the ring and blasts the champ with a dropkick to the face for another pin! ... One ... Two-kickout! This time Skye backs Cailin into the ropes for an irish whips, but Cailin spins it into an armwrench and a clothesline, but Skye some how matrix ducks it and wraps Cailin into a school girl pin! ... One ... Two-kickout! Tom Hartman: Skye is going for a lot of quick pins here, but it is going to take more than that to put away the champ. Skye has succeeded in pissing Cailin off though as they both scramble to their feet and Cailin kicks Skye in the gut and then whips her shoulder first into the lower left turnbuckle post and then pulls her out with a trio of german suplexes to punish the spunky challenger! Cailin shouts, “Welcome to the school of hard knocks sweety” and pulls her up by the hair into a forward russian leg sweep for a pin of her own! ... One ... Two- No! Broken up by Ambiance who slams a chair into the back of Cailin! Tom Hartman: Ambiance is back and she has a chair! So much for having a match tonight that doesn’t revolve around weaponry! Cailin cringes in pain as Ambiance drops the chair on the mat and pulls Cailin to her feet by the hair, driving her with a sick stalling brainbuster flat on the chair to a shower of boos from the crowd! Cailin looks out as Ambiance looks to cover, but then notices Skye who is recovering in the upper left corner and grabs the chair with a wild swing with the intent of bashing Skye’s brains in, but Skye charges and nails a desperation Chickbuster (Spear) sending the chair flying as Skye drills Ambiance and goes for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Thr-kickout! Dexter Finch: So close Mrs. Finch #17! Tom Hartman: But no cigar I’m afraid. We were very close to having a new champion though. Imagine how livid they would be if Skye could upset Cailin and Ambiance! Skye seems disappointed, but continues the attack by whipping Ambiance into the lower left buckle and then runs in for a double high knee to Ambi’s chest and then climbs the buckle and initiates a ten punches count! 1,2,3,4,5, 6,7,8,9- Ambi grabs Skye and drives her off the buckle to the mat with a crunching powerbomb that she holds in a jacknife cover! ... One ... Two ... Th-No! Cailin breaks it up this time by slamming the chair into Ambiance’s back which gets a nice pop from the crowd! Tom Hartman: And now Ambiance gets a little taste of her own medicine! It’s interesting how this war between Cailin and Ambiance just keeps cropping up and I think the two of them are really underestimating the fact that Skye could walk out with the title if they aren’t careful. Ambiance glares at Cailin and mouths, “You bitch!” , but Cailin shuts her up once again by smashing her over the head with the chair and Ambiance sells it so realistically that its hard to tell if that hit was a botch or not. Ambiance teeters, before flopping face first on the mat in a hunched position and Cailin pulls her up and drives her right back down with the Texas Twister (twist of fate)! Cailin looks to go for the cover when she sees Skye stumbling to her feet once again and decides to dispose of her by setting her up for the Texas Twister too, but Skye pushes Cailin towards the ropes and hoists her up for the Skye's The Limit (Fireman's carry gutbuster), but Cailin struggles off her shoulders and goes for the Eyes of Texas (super kick), but Skye ducks and catches Cailin in position for the Skye’s The Limit again, but with Cailin caught on her shoulders with a fireman’s carry, somehow Ambiance jumps up out of nowhere and nails the Shattered Dollhouse (codebreaker) on Skye, sending all three ladies falling to the mat in a heap to the roar of the crowd! Dexter Finch: Holy shnikies Batman! What just happened? Ambiance is the first to her feet and looking absolutely vicious as she rolls to the outside of the ring and grabs the EWS World Woman’s title belt, bringing it back into the ring with the intention of maiming her opponents. She gets right down in Skye’s face, looking like a psychopath as she screams, “This is the last time you’re cunt-licking ass will ever get a shot at MY title! Do you hear me bitch!” Ambiance then jumps back a few steps and goes to level Skye with the title belt, but Skye swings her into an arm wrench and before she knows what hit her, Skye locks her in a front facelock and drives her face first into the title belt with a DDT, holding it for her guillotine choke finisher! Tom Hartman: InstBAM! This was the match Skye almost beat Ambiance with back in June, but this time there is no time limit! The crowd is going crazy as Ambiance is flailing around like a wild animal before tapping out! Tom Hartman: She did it! She did it! Wait a minute- what is Cailin doing?! She has the referee distracted! In good old Cailin fashion, she has the referee distracted in the upper right corner, complaining about how she thinks there is something wrong with her neck to keep him occupied so that he doesn’t see Ambiance tapping out right behind him! After a long few seconds, Skye gets to her feet and goes to turn the referee around on her own, but Cailin suddenly shoves him into Skye’s path, and once Skye catches him Cailin shoots forward with the Eyes of Texas (super kick), but somehow Skye ducks it again and drops Cailin down to the canvas, locking in the Hook Em' Horns (Cloverleaf)! Cailin is screaming as the audience cries out in an uproar as the champion is struggling to the ropes, but Skye pulls the champion back to the center of the ring! Cailin contemplates tapping out when suddenly- SHATTERED DOLLHOUSE (codebreaker) by Ambiance to Skye! Ambiance isn’t through yet as she cuts the air to indicate she is finished and pulls the limp Skye up onto her back for the Mirror's Edge(Widow's Peak) in the center of the ring, but suddenly Cailin lurches forward, blasting Ambiance in the face with the Eyes of Texas Superkick that causes her to finish the Mirror’s Edge! Both women are looking completely out of it as Cailin pulls Ambiance to the center of the ring and goes for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Three! Spoiler: click to toggle The referee awards the title to Cailin who celebrates her hard fought title victory and then takes her title to one of the nearby cameras and says, “Taylor, you’re next!” _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ “Immortal” by War Of Ages brings out Justin Moreno to a nice ovation from the capacity crowd. Justin begins making his way to the ring, clad in a simple black sleeveless shirt and matching pleather pants. Dexter Finch: “Oh no!” Tom Hartman: “What’s wrong, Dex?” Dexter Finch: “I’m just worried, Tom, the last time Surfer Guy came out here, he got hit with some of Kokushi’s poisonous wasabi sauce!” Tom Hartman: “I don’t think that’s wasabi sauce, partner.” Dexter Finch: “Tom, I’m telling you, I saw the same stuff at a buffet the other day, and let me tell you, if you eat too much of it, IT’S POISONOUS! Or, well, it makes you poop a lot, either way, I feel bad for Surfer Guy.” Tom Hartman: “It’s Justin, Dex. Justin Moreno.” Dexter Finch: “Names schmames, I bet he catches some killer waves!” Justin enters the ring and immediately calls for a mic. He takes a deep breath before bringing the mic to his lips as his music fades out. Justin Moreno: “Alright, let’s try this again. Kokush II know you're back there guarding that sorry excuse for a commissioner, so I'm going to say this once bro;get your sorry ass out here, RIGHT NOW!” There’s a pause, and then once again for the second time “It’s All About The Benjamins” kicks in and Steve Corman walks out to a chorus of boos, Justin looking disgusted. The music quickly fades as Corman makes his way to the ring. Steve Corman: “You know something, I used to think people who read the Bible were pretty smart, but you, you definitely are not part of that conversation. You just don’t get it, do you, Moreno.” Corman steps over the ropes and stands up real close to Moreno, who doesn’t flinch. Steve Corman: “I’m the reason you have a job still. I’m the guy who out of the kindness of my own heart didn’t FIRE YOUR ASS on the spot when you started this whole “one man crusade” against my will, and I might add, AGAINST YOUR BETTER JUDGMENT. Justin Moreno: “My judgment tells me this place is going to be a hellhole if you don’t get the hell out of here.” Corman just laughs before continuing his tirade. Steve Corman: "Hellhole! This place is finally becoming marketable, finally becoming more than just a prop for Fury to rest itself on! And why? Not because of Justin Moreno and his spot monkey bullshit! BECAUSE OF ME! BECAUSE OF STEVE CORMAN!” Justin Moreno: “Because of all the hard working people in the back, not you!” Steve Corman: “I beg to differ! And I know I’m not the only one who hates your guts!” We see Kokushi slide into view. Moreno moves, but it’s too late as a red mist hits him square in the face! Dexter Finch: “I told you, Tom! It’s BAD WASABI!! I wonder if he orders it wholesale?” Moreno stirs and then to the shock of everyone, stands right back up, seemingly not feeling the effects of the mist! Tom Hartman: “How did he do it? Justin Moreno can still see! The mist didn’t harm him!!” Dexter Finch: “He’s got some kind of anti-wasabi force field shielding his face!” Kokushi goes to attack, but now it’s Moreno who spits out a space, a dark green one that DOES effect Kokushi, as he hits the mat, rubbing his eyes. Tom Hartman: “And that’s going to leave a mark! Kokushi getting a taste of his own medicine! Dexter Finch: “Tsk tsk, he should have bought a force field.” Corman looks on in shock, as an enraged Moreno advances on Corman, taking two objects out of his eyes- they are contacts! Revieling how he protected his eyes, Moreno backs the big man backing up into the corner. The crowd roars, as Kokushi makes it to his feet and gets ready for another mist spray. Moreno turns, Kokushi fires the mist, BUT MORENO DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY! The crowd is going crazy! Tom Hartman: “The mist just hit Steve Corman! He’s covered in yellow mist!” Corman hits his knees, screaming for help before falling to the mat in an almost paralyzed state, as Moreno just points and laughs at Corman reeling in pain. He takes a mic. Justin Moreno: “Kokushi..You and me, MIDWEST MASSACRE!!” “Immortal” by War Of Ages hits again, as officials try to tend to Steve Corman who is appears to be temporarily paralyzed as Kokushi makes the cut throat sign to Moreno, who just smirks before exiting backstage. Edited by Brutalikus, Sep 27 2014, 05:44 PM.
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MATCH 7 – EWS Woman's Tag Title Submission Match Daughters of Darkness (c) vs. Sisters of Salvation _____________________________ Cordelia Stewart: The following contest can only end by submission and is for the EWS World Women’s Tag Titles! Introducing first, the challengers… Sierra Starr and Kendra Rayne.... THE SISTERS OF SALVATION! There is a mixture of Cheers and Boos as the dynamic female duo known as the Sisters of Salvation, Sierra Starr and Kendra Rayne walk out onto the stage, with the reaction suddenly changing to a large pop as the the badass anti-divas walk out wearing pink spiked shoulder pads, similar to the legendary Road Warriors. The ladies smirk at each other and with a nod, start marching down to the ring. The ladies enter the ring, taking to the corners, flexing and sticking out their tongues in similar fashion. Cordelia Stewart: And their opponents, the champions… Gemini and Blaze, THE DAUGHTERS OF DARKNESS!!! As soon as the music hits, Gemini skips out happily while Blaze walks out, playing with her lighter, both wearing their EWS Woman's Tag Titles. Gemini quickly high-fives fans and interacts with the crowd while Blaze does the complete opposite and tries to avoid eye contact with anyone while simply either staring at the ring or at the ground; often just switching back and forth between the two. Gemini gets on the apron and flips over the rope into the ring, Blaze using the steps to get in. Once in, Blaze puts her lighter into her pocket and Gemini jumps on Blaze's back playfully, waving at everyone while Blaze is obviously uncomfortable, waiting for the opponent. Dexter Finch: Let me tellll you… we got something going on right here…. Daughters… Sisters…. All the pretty womens gonna get ugly in that there ring, trying to make each other give up, quit… submit. Tom Hartman: A women’s tag team submission match with gold on the line…. Rage surely does its best to stay unique in the ever-changing landscape of pro wrestling. Just don’t blow a gasket over there Dex, old friend. Uh Dex..... get your hands out from under the table.... I don't want to know what they are doing down there. Dexter Finch: Aww man! But I need to blow a gasket soooo bad right now! The bell rings and it looks like it will be Sierra and Gemini starting things off, as Gemini playfully skips around the bigger opponent, a crazy smile on her face. Sierra attempts to lock up multiple times but Gemini evades her each time. Sierra finally just shrugs and blindsides her with a forearm to the jaw and hauls her up quick for a bodyslam. She grabs her up and looks around the arena, gets her up in a suplex position and holds it there for the longest time before crashing Gemini to the mat. She picks her up and whips her into the ropes, catching her with a powerslam on the rebound. Sierra cackles and slides down to the mat grabbing a side headlock and wrenches away on it for excruciating moments. Gemini somehow makes it to a knee, another… and up to her feet while still in the hold. She shoves off hard and Sierra goes to the ropes, Gemini catches her with a hurricanrana on the return, sending Sierra up and over, crashing to the mat. Sierra gets back up and Gemini runs at her, leaping and nailing a wild spinning heel kick on the challenger. Tom Hartman: Well that Gemini is a little ball of fire, eh? Dexter Finch: I’ll say… Smokin! Gemini fires off a few kicks to the ribs and the head of Sierra. She picks her up and throws her to the corner then runs in and grabs her around the necks, going up and around for a tornado DDT taking her down. Shaking off the earlier barrage, Gemini pops up and runs up the buckles waiting for Sierra to rise. Gemini leaps for a Dragonrana… and Sierra catches her out of the sky and drives her down to the mat with a modified sit-out powerbomb! Both women are down for a few moments, and the Sierra stirs and goes to her, slapping on a rear naked choke trying for that submission. Gemini is gasping and flapping her arms, reaching out this way and that and making horrible faces in the hold. Seeing no escape, Blaze runs in and boots Sierra in the head, which brings in Kendra and they brawl in the corner for a minute. As the ref goes to check on them, Gemini struggles up gasping for air. Sierra is on her quick as lighting and hauls her up for an over the shoulder belly to back piledriver. Gemini looks wiped out after that one. As their respective partners have made their way to their corners, Sierra goes over and tags in Kendra. Dexter Finch: Oh baby, here comes the pain that is Rayne! Tom Hartman: Careful, we don’t wanna get sued by some other wrestling promotion… Kendra is in, and hits a Falcon arrow quickly and slaps on a cobra clutch… but Gemini slithers over and gets a boot on the ropes. Kendra has to release the hold and she backs off, as Gemini pulls herself up. Kendra bum rushes her and Gemini instinctively lowers her head and backdrops her… right out of the ring onto the floor! Gemini has a burst of adrenaline that belies her fatigued state and runs up the turnbuckles, leaping and hitting a 630 senton onto Kendra on the arena floor! Gemini is up, clutching her lower back and tosses Kendra into the ring. She goes over and tags in Blaze, and she’s really fired up here! She gets Kendra up and whips her to the ropes.. clothesline! She repeats the whip, another clothesline! She gets her up a third time, whips her to the ropes… feints a clothesline and goes behind… sleeper hold! Blaze is just cranking away at the sleeper, the ref checking to see it’s not a choke… and the mighty Kendra is fading! She drops to a knee… she drops to both knees! Blaze is viciously torquing the neck back and forth in the sleeper now, getting it in for all its worth. The ref is in there, checking… Kendra is limp now, and he raises an arm… it drops! He raises it again… it drops again! He raises it a third time.. he raises it… and it drops… down only halfway and stays there… Kendra’s mighty arm starting to shake. She raises the arm high and holds up an index finger, and the arms shakes furiously. She reaches down and furiously yanks forward on Blaze’s hair, send her up and over down in front of her. Tom Hartman: Never doubt the resilience and pure power of Kendra Rayne, folks… impressive. Dexter Finch: She powered out of that… WITH AUTHORITAYYYY-tay-tay-tay (doing his own echo)!!!! And now Kendra is on her, grabbing her up and violently nailing her with forearms, punches, and kicks. A spinning backfist and an Alabama Slamma take Blaze down hard to the mat. Kendra just stays on running through her repertoire with glee: release cobra clutch suplex… leaping full nelson bulldog! And now Kendra is looking for the Anti-Diva Armbreaker… and Gemini comes flying in out of nowhere to break up this attempt… a diving double axe handle from the top rope! Now Sierra is in there and all four women are brawling, this one is breaking down fast. The Daughters of Darkness toss Sierra from the ring and turn their attention to Kendra… it’s two on one and they gain the upper hand. A super kick/spinning leg sweep combination takes Kendra right off her feet. They drag her up again… a double inverted DDT by the champs! The referee is forcing Gemini from the ring now, and Blaze is licking her chops. She sizes up the downed Kendra and stalks her prey. Tom Hartman: This is hard-hitting and legit… Rage knows how to put on some exceptional wrestling, and the women are no slouches at all. Dexter Finch: And I’m going to allow the winning team to buy me a drink after the show. Apple-tini… heavy on the apple, yum yum gimme some. European uppercuts and backhand chops abound as Blaze is just taking it to Kendra here, showing some true championship spirit. But now Kendra rallies and now they are trading chops back and forth and the crowd is rising to the occasion, getting hyped for the exchange. Blaze regains the advantage and takes a short range clothesline right to Kendra’s throat, taking her off her feet. Balze runs the ropes and a leg drop strikes true, to the throat again. And now Blaze slaps on the guillotine choke! She’s cranking away and Kendra is in a bad way here. She seems to be fading again, but then she starts creeping towards the ropes… and Kendra gets a hand on the bottom rope. Kendra grips at her throat, as Blaze backs off, a chesire smile on her lips. She runs up and punts Kendra in the head and slaps on Raging Flames (Crippler cross-face). This does not look good at all! Sierra seems to sense her partner is hurting, and runs in booting Blaze in the head. Once again Gemini is in and all order is lost in this tag match, all women brawling back and forth, trading punches and kicks. Finally… FINALLY.. order is restored, and Blaze tags in Gemini, as does Kendra tag in Sierra and we are left with the match-up from the start of the match. Tom Hartman: Nobody wants to lose this match, this much is clear. Nobody wants to go down to a submission here, some regard that as the worst way to lose a match. But yet that is the stip these ladies are faced with. Dexter Finch: Perhaps it should’ve been a ‘win a date with Dex finch’ match? They would’ve killed themselves for the honor. Tom Hartman: True, they might’ve killed killed themselves… Gemini runs right at Sierra, but she ducks a charge and wheels around peppering her with some punches. She feints a roundhouse kick and transitions into an enziguri. Broken Dreams (discus clothesline) is hit perfectly! She gets her up again… looking for another clothesline, Gemini ducks it! And Gemini runs the ropes.. she leaps and she’s on the headscissors… is it Oh Shit! Time? She twirls around a couple of times… but Sierra tosses her off right onto her feet instead… Sierra drills her with Starry Night (Bicucle Kick)! And now Kendra runs over and wipes Blaze out on the other side, she falls off the apron to the floor. Sierra slaps on Queen of Mean (sharpshooter)… and Gemini is in serious pain. Blaxe is down on the outside and the ref goes over to check on her… and Kendra comes over and somehow slaps on the Anti-Diva Armbreaker while Gemini is still in Queen of Mean! A double submission is applied while the referee is occupied, and Gemini is basically crying in pain here! Kendra sees the ref start to turn and releases the hold. The ref comes over seeing Gemini in Queen of Mean and she taps furiously, just wanting out of this! Spoiler: click to toggle The referee awards the titles to Sierra and Kendra as a damn near broken Gemini rolls out of the ring and check son her partner Blaze… dejected but more concerned for her partner’s well-being _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open with a panning shot down, and we find the smirking face of Leonard Luv, clad in his hot pink and fuchsia blended singlet with matching boa, a pair of amber wrap around shades over his eyes. Luv holds up the mic, tapping it. Leonard Luv: “Is this thing on? Good, good. You know something, Luv Addicts and chickadees across the nation, it seems, in the middle of this whole thing, everyone has forgot about the ONE constant, the ONE thing that is ALWAYS as advertised, and that is the greatness, the supreme wrestling skills of one Leonard Luv. People like Josh Hominick want to walk around here talking like it’s some forgone conclusion that they are going to become champion. Well newsflash pal, you want to run your mouth about Japan of all places, well take a good look around, SUSHI-X, this isn’t Japan, now is it? This is St. Louis, this is Rage, this THE HOUSE THAT LENNY BUILT, and pal, I’m fixing to show you and show the whole world that you were just a big fish in a small pond, and tonight, THE LUV SHARK, he’s a swimmin’, he’s primed and ready to CHEW YOU UP AND SPIT YOU OUT!” Luv takes off his shades, an unusually tense stare in his eyes. Leonard Luv: “Deacon, you think because you’re Steve Corman’s prized race horse that it means you’re some shoe in to win this Kentucky Derby, but pal, take a good look around, wake the hell up man, there’s guys like Vincent Delerious, morons who haven’t been relevant since the days of when Myspace ruled the world, pulling the strings and making their puppets dance, until they have no more use for them. But see, that’s the difference between you and I, Deacon, I like walking around town, slapping the asses of some fine fine ladies, and you, well you like to drink tea while another man shoves his hand up your ass, making you talk, making you sing and dance like a stupid little monkey. Well stupid little monkey, tonight, Leonard Luv, he puts on his Outbreak gear, and sends your STD infested ass back overseas, with whatever other cancer comes with you. It doesn’t matter if you’re Vinny D, it doesn’t matter if your Steve Corman, it doesn’t matter who you are, because at the end of day, nobody knows Leonard Luv better than the man himself. You want to talk about old news? Well this just in, gents, hot off the presses, hotter than Steve Corman’s mom with a paper bag over her head while Vinny D’s mom does the Macarena in ugly ass leopard print spandex, YOWZA!!” Luv waits for the roar of the crowd, as he puts his shades back on, with a smirk. Leonard Luv: “Tonight, Double L puts all this shit to bed, and proves yet again while he is THE DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH, THE MOST charismatic showman in ALL of EWS, AND a champion among men. Oh I know that might burst some bubbles, but remember, without hate there’s no love..Leonard Luv that is!” Luv whistles as he throws the mic over his shoulder and does The Luv Strut out of the scene. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ We go backstage to see Deacon Black walking towards the stage entrance with a confident smirk on his face despite the disputes with the High Rollers of Fortune earlier as he is being flanked by Steve Corman (with his Fury title belt, his cheeks still stained from the mist from earlier, though he has seemingly shrugged off the effects by this point) on one side and a reluctant Vincent Delerious on the other side (Deacon appears to be weary of him after being backstabbed once before.) and Deacon’s loyal henchman Komodo bringing up the rear. The four of them walk with a confident stride until a ring hand approaches them. Ring Hand: Hold on guys... I’m sorry but I have been told that for the main event tonight, no one is allowed at ringside under penalty of being suspended without pay from EWS indefinitely. Leonard Luv and Josh Hominick have already been informed as well. I’m sorry, but there are no exceptions. Steve Corman: (looking very unamused) What did you just say? Get a load of this guys, this little jerkoff doesn’t know who I am.... do you know who I am? Ring Hand: (nervously).... You’re Steve- Steve Corman: COMMISSIONER STEVE MOTHER FUCKING CORMAN to you! In case you haven’t noticed I AM IN CHARGE HERE, now get out of our way or else.... Ring Hand: I’m sorry Mr. Corman sir, but you aren’t the commissioner of Rage.... Steve Corman: Excuse me?! I didn’t punch out old man Excelsior to be disrespected like this! Komodo attack- Ring Hand: WAIT! I’m just the messanger.... We were shown a copy of the contract you signed Mr. Corman.... I’d suggest you look it over again because you never signed a contract to be the Rage Commissioner... Steve Corman: Like hell I didn’t the whole world saw me sign that contract when I knocked out Excelsior a few months ago! Besides, what’s stopping me from walking out there right now? My contract is iron clad! I-R-O-N C-L-A-D! Meaning I can’t be fired! Ring Hand: I’m sorry Steve, er. Mr. Corman... but you don’t have an iron clad contract anymore. Just trust me Mr. Corman.... read that contract you signed. Until then, I have no choice but to have security escort you back to your locker rooms.... With that, security blocks off the entrance area and only allows Deacon through as a handful of security starts pressuring the other three to move back. Steve Corman: What the hell do you think you are doing?! I’m the commissioner! When I find out who is trying to undermine me, not only will put them in a hospital bed, but I’ll have all of your jobs too! You hear me!? With that, Corman, Delerious and Komodo are escourted away while Deacon’s theme music kicks in and he has to begrudingly head towards the entrance without his business associates! _____________________________ ***BACK AT RINGSIDE*** _____________________________ MAIN EVENT – St. Louis Rage Title Match Leonard Luv (c) vs. Deacon Black vs. Josh Hominick _____________________________ Cordelia Stewart: The following contest is the main event scheduled for one fall and it is for the St. Louis Rage championship! Introducing the first challenger from Milwaukee, Wisconsin.... weighing in at 228lbs. ......Representing the High Rollers of Fortune..... DEACON BLACK!!! The lights dim down throughout the arena and then ‘Welcome To The Maquerade’ by Thousand Foot Krutch kicks in. A pulsing white light starts flashing, getting brighter and brighter. Suddenly the pulsing light stops and Deacon Black is seen standing at the top of the ramp, looking rather angry about the developments backstage. Deacon swaggers down to the ring drinking in all the ‘boos’ from the crowd and letting it fire him up. He gets to the ring and takes his time to walk over to the steel steps and enter the ring via them. Once in the ring he climbs the turnbuckle and throws out his arms, which just makes the audience start booing him again, even more loudly this time. He gets down from the corner and brushes his shoulders, as if dusting himself down, and then waits for the match to start. Tom Hartman: As we can see, Deacon is none too happy that his plan A didn’t work as Steve Corman crew had planned. Dexter Finch: What did that guy mean by saying that Steve Corman isn’t the Commissioner of Rage? How can he be the commissioner and not the commish at the same time? Tom Hartman: I was wondering pretty much the same thing. Who has the authority to go over Corman’s head like that? Cordelia Stewart: And the second challenger, from Hamilton, Ontario, Canada. ...... weighing in at 255lbs. ...... he is the “Juggernaut” ...... JOSH HOMINICK!!! “Fire It Up” by Black Label Society kicks in, and "Juggernaut" Josh Hominick walks out from the back, wearing his black and white, double strapped singlet tights with his trademark white skull with Devil Horns pictured on the front. He’s also wearing a black motorcycle vest, with the same emblem on the back. With a roll of black tap, he finishes his taping of his wrists right there on the ramp, before tossing the roll into the crowd. He walks straight to the ring, never taking his eyes off of it. Pulling himself up onto the apron, he wipes his boots on the apron, and enters the ring, looking around all four sides of the ring at the crowd, before crouching in his corner, working his wrists and then throwing his fists up to the cheering crowd, indicating that he is going to be walking out the champion! Tom Hartman: And now we have the certain crowd favorite to win this, Josh Hominick. As many of you know, he made his debut with Rising Sun Pro Wrestling and was one of the first men to hold the RSPW Heavyweight title before deciding that the next stop on his EWS conquest would be St. Louis Rage. Though Deacon defeated him in a #1 contenders match a few months ago, that wouldn’t stop Hominick from making his impact. It was said backstage that Corman tried to stop Hominick from going into this match, but he eventually yielded when he was convinced that Hominick being in the main event would make for a big pay day despite Corman’s personal feelings towards him. Dexter Finch: Leave it to Cormsy Wormsy to make it all about money. Now I can see why he gets along so well with the Gentlefarts of Fortune Cookies. Cordelia Stewart: And their opponent, from Los Angelas, California.... weighing in at 232lbs... He is the “Luv Doctor” and the St. Louis Rage champion..... LEONARD LUV!!! HOLD UP, WAIT A MINUTE, PUT A LITTLE LOVE IN IT! "Luv Addict" by Family Force 5 continues as Leonard Luv emerges from the back, Rage title around his waist and his girlfriend Inga Lovegood at his side.... for a moment at least as she manages to share a short makeout session with the champion, slipping an object into Luv’s singlet that security doesn’t notice before taking her to the back. Luv does his patented Luv Strut as pink pyros crack and scream on either side of him as well as a fireworks display as he raises the title up for all to see that he is the champ. He struts down the ramp to the ring, mouthing off to the crowd and doing a bit of stylin’ and profilin’ as he goes to a nearby camera and makes sure he is looking good in the lens before giving a cocky smirk and entering the ring. He enters the ring and spins around, arms outstretched. Luv tosses his shades into the crowd and moonwalks into the center of the ring, spinning around and raising the title above his head with style as he stares down the two hungry challengers! Tom Hartman: And last but not least, the Luv Doctor is in the house. This man’s success story has been brewing ever since the very first day of EWS. It was 197 days ago today that Leonard Luv won the Rage title in a fatal four way with Sentinel, the Kumquat Kid and the Preacher, and love him or hate him, one way or another this man has come out on top in his battles ever since. The crowd is hot tonight as Luv, Deacon and Hominick circle around each other and the referee calls for the bell. the first few moments are very intense as all three take turns faking like they are about to make the first move when Luv calls out to Deacon and tries to convince him to help team up on Hominick and Deacon nods in agreement, On the count of three Luv and Deacon both go to charge Hominick, but they both fake out, trying to trick the other into rushing him first! The result is neither one moving as they start to argue with each other about why the other didn’t go when suddenly Hominick plows into the both of them with a Starstruck three-point stance spear! Hominick is done waiting around as he grabs Deacon and whips him into the lower right corner and blasts him with a couple gut churning shoulder thrust deep into his gut and then Hominick reals back and goes for a meaty clothesline, but Deacon slips through the ropes and drops to the floor out of harm’s way to the booing of the crowd. Hominick shouts at Deacon to get back into the ring when he is sudenly blindsided by a dropkick from Luv and then rolled into a school boy pin! ... One- Deacon calls out to the referee and points out that Luv’s feet are on the ropes! Tom Hartman: Would you look at that; this match has barely started and Luv is already trying to steal a pin. Luv starts to argue with the referee, but notices that Hominick has gotten to his knees quickly and is huffing in anger. Luv looks like a deer in the headlights as he instinctively dives out of the ring and takes off running with Hominick in hot pursuit! They take one full lap around the ring, but Deacon hides behind the stairs and drops Luv with a drop toe hold on the floor and then goes to roll the champ into the ring, but Luv again instinctively shoves Deacon backwards into the waiting arms of Hominick who tosses him across the floor with a german suplex out near the announce tables! Meanwhile, Luv crawls in the ring and goes for a baseball slide to the back of Hominick’s head, but Hominick catches him by the foot and pulls him right back out to the floor with a thud. Hominick grabs Luv by the hair, picking him up and military pressing him through the ropes back into the ring. Hominick follows Luv, but Luv drops down and starts hammering on the back of his head, pulling Hominick up for a DDT, but Hominick counters by throwing him backwards carelessly into the upper right turnbuckle with a northernlights suplex! The challenger is dominating right now as he picks Luv up in the corner and puts the boots to him before picking him back up and chopping the hell out of him to the obligatory “Woo!” the champ screams in pain as his chest is already turning red and then he stomps him straight back down again! Hominick runs to the south ropes looking for a running facewash boot in the corner, but suddenly on the south side, Deacon sneaks up onto the and grabs Hominick’s head on the rebound, locking him into a dragon sleeper hold that bends Hominick’s back over the ropes! Not only that, but Deacon locks his legs around Hominick’s waist as the two of them stand tangled in the ropes (think the tarantula mixed with a dragon sleeper).The referee puts Deacon to the count, but Deacon couldn’t give a damn since there are no disqualifications in this match and at first Luv is content to watch Deacon choke Hominick out with his innovative use of the ropes, but Hominick somehow powers his way out by lifting Deacon all the way back over the ropes into the ring in a front powerslam position and then drives him into the center of the ring! Luv sees his opportunity and runs in for a knee lift, but Hominick is expecting it and whips a clothesline at the champ, but Luv ducks and grabs Hominick by the waist, throwing him backwards with a german suplex! Hominick rolls to his feet a bit surprised by the power coming from Luv as Luv swings him into and arm wrench and then a hammerlock, but Hominick powers out again and attempts to throw Luv with an olympic slam, but Luv slides out the back into a sleeper hold! Tom Hartman: It isn’t often that we see Luv put his wrestling skills to good use, but right now we are seeing that he really is a fine technical wrestler when he isn’t cheating to get a leg up. Dexter Finch: Who would have thought he could even lift Hominick- the guy is like a walking slab of meat! Hominick is starting to fade a bit as he drops to one knee, but he suddenly muscles up and picks Lu up, falling backwards and smashing him underneath him on the mat to break the sleeper. Hominick returns to his knee, but suddenly gets a full force shining wizard from Deacon Black who is now looking eager to show off his skills. Deacon sneaks up behind Luv and throws him backwards with a german suplex and then springboards at Hominick, blasting him in the face with a knee strike before going for the pin! ... One ... Tw-kickout with authority! Deacon is pressed so high in the air that he lands in a kneeling position and then in anger, he runs back in and nails Hominick in the gut with a big time punt kick as Hominick tries to crawl to his knees! Meanwhile, Luv is recovering in the lower left corner as Deacon charges in for a corner running knee- but BAM! Deacon nails him in the jaw with a set of brass knuckles! Tom Hartman: Good lord what a shot! How the hell did he manage to sneak those in? Dexter Finch: I swear referees don’t check for weapons at all on Rage. He could have snuck a gun in and the referee wouldn’t have bothered confiscating it from him. That’s what we get for entrusting the safety of our talent to a blind, careless zebra-man hybrid! Deacon hits the mat in a daze as the ref admonishes Luv for that, but he simply blows him off and whips Deacon shoulder first into the ring post and then shoves him the rest of the way out of the ring to the floor near the ramp. Luv then goes to Hominick looking to blast him with the brass knuckles too, but he spins himself around with the force of the swing and gets caught in a backdrop position by Hominick who drops him crotch first on the top rope and then starts to shake the rope with force as Luv bounces with authority back into the ring holding his gonads to a cheer from the crowd! Hominick follows Luv for a german suplex, but suddenly Luv snaps a low back kick into Hominick’s groin and then goes to blast Hominick point blank in the forehead with the brass knuckles, but suddenly Deacon comes running at Luv and takes him over the ropes tot the floor near the announce table with a cross body! Upon hitting the floor, Deacon starts to unleash an equally surprising whirlwind assault of mounted punches to Luv for bloodying his lip with the weapon earlier and then rips the brass knuckles off the champ with the intention of using them himself as he climbs onto the apron and goes to drop a fist drop on Luv, but suddenly Hominick runs the ropes and body checks Deacon so hard off the ropes that he nearly collides with Dexter Finch and he flies like a bullet all the way to the announce tables! Dexter Finch: AHHH! Holy flying aristrocrats in september Batman! That guy almost hit me! With that, Hominick climbs out onto the apron and motions for Luv to get up and when Luv does, he turns around to see Hominick flying at him with a shoulder block- but somehow Luv catches the big man and transitions it into a powerslam out on the floor! Hominick’s body lands like a sack of bricks as Luv notices both of his opponents down and gets a devilish idea; he moves over to the announce tables and starts removing the coverings, indicating that he is looking to utilize the announce tables. To keep his edge, Luv grabs a camera from one of the tables and blasts Hominick in the face with it to keep him down, but Deacon swiftly drives a suspect low boot into Luv’s abdomen soon after and then wraps a length of cables around Luv’s neck and starts to choke out the champion with it and the more Luv fights, the tighter he pulls and the more he punches him in the back of the head with the brass knucked fist, eventually sitting out and locking Luv in a cable-assisted crossface! Luv screams out in pain and actually starts to tap to a surprised pop from the crowd and Deacon stands up in victory- until the referee informs him that the submission didn’t count as it wasn’t in the ring! Tom Hartman: The champion was tapping again tonight, but as like the prior matches, the rules state that pinfalls or submissions have to take place inside the ring to count. Dexter Finch: Still the Fortune guy just made the champion tap out! That’s got to count for something, right? Do we offer consolation prizes for that sort of thing? Like a ribbon that says, “A for A-ffort”? Deacon is arguing with the referee, but eventually he goes back on the attack by grabbing Hominick and trying to roll his dead weight onto the announce table, but it proves too difficult to move that mass of humanity and instead he settles for rolling Luv onto the Rage announce table, but instead of facing the Spanish announce table which has also been stripped of all of the stuff on top, he instead aims Luv backwards towards Hominick! And with that, Deacon lifts Luv high into the air for a stalling vertical suplex and drops backwards off the table and slamming Luv right across the chest of Josh Hominick! Crowd: Holy Shit! holy Shit! Tom Hartman: Good lord what an impact! That is two 200+ pound men crashing down on top of your chest and it looks like Hominick might lose his lunch after that heinous impact! Indeed Hominick is rolling around, huffing like he might throw up as the other two are also clutching at their bodies, having suffered immensely from that sheer drop. Deacon naturally is the first to stagger to his feet as he rolls Luv into the ring and goes for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Th-No! Luv kicks out! Deacon looks like he can’t believe it at as he smashes forearms into Luv’s face and goes for the pin again! ... One ... Two- Still a kickout! Deacon decides to change his tactics now by pulling Luv over to the upper right corner and sliding out of the ring, sliding him crotch first into the turnbuckle post and then locking him in a corner assisted figure four leg lock that has Luv screaming in pain! The pain looks to be excruciating as once again, Luv has no choice but to tap out, but it doesn’t matter as it is still considered an illegal maneuver- an illegal maneuver that Deacon can’t get disqualified for! When Deacon finally lets go, the damage has been done to the legs of Luv as he smirks devilishly, having forced the champ to tap out twice already and knowing that it is only a matter of time. Deacon goes to slide back into the ring, but he notices Hominick trying to make his feet near the lower right turnbuckle post with the aid of the stairs and Deacon decides to get get the jump on him with a shining wizard- but suddenly finds himself flapjacked into the air and dropped face first into the stairs! Deacon stumbles back as the crowd cheers and Hominick is pissed now! He grabs Deacon by the head and runs him face first into the upper right corner post to a sickening thud and then walks back over to the stairs, picking them up and tossing them down with authority and a loud CRASHing noise right in front of the Rage announce table and then turns his attention back to Deacon Black who has snuck around the ring to the north side of the ring and attempts to crawl under the ring, but Hominick grabs him by the foot- only for Deacon to strike him in the head with a kendo stick as soon as Hominick pulls him back out! Deacon slams the kendo stick into his back a couple more times and then walks Hominick back over to the stairs sitting near the announce tables and sets him up for a piledriver on the stairs! Tom Hartman: Don’t do it Deacon! You might break his damn neck! Dexter Finch: I THINK THAT IS THE POINT TOM!! Tom Hartman: Why are you screaming! Dexter Finch: YOU SCREAMED FIRST!! Deacon actually briefly notices Dex screaming, which is just enough time for Hominick to muscle Hominick up and drop him with a spinebuster on the stairs! Hominick then makes a cut throat gesture as he rolls Deacon onto the Rage announce table and gives a thumbs down gesture, indicating that he is intent on putting his rival away for good! Hominick sets Deacon up in a powerbomb position while standing on the Rage announce table and takes aim as Deacon struggles- but its too late! Hominick runs and launches Deacon with a jacknife powerbomb that sends him straight through the Spanish announce table to a wild ovation from the crowd! Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! Tom Hartman: Oh my God he just killed Deacon! With that, Hominick falls to a sitting position on the Rage clearly spent from this battle and then slowly rolls his way off the table and stumbles back to the ring, leaving Deacon in a heap when suddenly- Tom Hartman: MOONSAULT!! - Hominick turns around to see Luv launch himself off the lower right corner with an AMAZING moonsault that lays both of them out on the floor, Luv having taken himself out in the process! Luv is the one to cut the air this time, indicating that he is putting his opponent away and grabs the set of stairs near the Rage and readjusting them before grabbing Hominick and setting him up in position for the Luv Handle (killswitch) right on top of the stairs- but Hominick reverses it into a spinout powerbomb slamming Luv back first across the stairs to another round of immense cheering! Luv crumples into a heap as Hominick slowly but surely gets his wits about him and rolls Luv into the ring for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Thr-No! Luv gets the foot on the ropes! Tom Hartman: That was a careless mistake that might cost him dearly, but can you blame the guy? These three are giving everything they’ve got to come out the Rage champion and it looks like they are running on nothing but fumes now. Dexter Finch: Fumes? They make me feel funny when I sniff my magic markers. Hominick is looking genuinely frustrated as he amps himself up once again and the straps come down- if he wasn’t serious before, he is now! Hominick hulks up and throws Luv to the center of the ring with a gut wrench suplex and then whips him with authority into the upper left corner with so much that Luv flips on top of the buck (a la Shawn Michaels) and stumbles straight back into a big time sheer drop back suplex! Hominick then rolls Luv to his knees and runs the ropes looking for his Toothless bicycle kick to the face, but somehow Luv ducks and rolls Hominick into a school boy pin out of nowhere! ... One (Luv hooks the tights!) ... Two Tom Hartman: HE’S GOT HIM! ... Three- NOOOOO! Hominick still kicks out! Luv slams his hands on the mat in frustration and grips at his disheveled looking hair and then gets up, signaling that he is going to end it when suddenly he is tossed out of the ring through the ropes by Deacon Black who then runs at Hominick and blasts him in the face with a huge buzzsaw kick to the head! Hominick goes limp as Deacon quickly locks him in the Fade To Black (Bridging Cobra Clutch) and wrenches it hard to almost no response from the Juggernaut! The crowd is in an uproar! Tom Hartman: Oh no! Deacon is going to do it! This is shades of how Leonard Luv stole the title out from under Sentinel 6 months ago! The referee grabs Hominick’s arm to verify the knockout... it drops! He raises it again.... and it drops again! He raises it a third time and it drops- NO! Hominick holds it up just above the mat, but Deacon wrenches the choke in harder, but somehow Hominick muscles his way up to a kneeling position and then to his feet, whipping Deacon back with a german suplex- but Deacon lands on his feet! Deacon goes to run the ropes, but suddenly gets caught by Luv who spins him into the Luv Handle (killswitch) from the apron and drops Deacon throat first across the ropes! Deacon stumbles back into Hominick who levels him with quite possibly the sickest Meathook lariat anyone has ever seen, turning Deacon inside out! With that, Luv attempts to sneak back into the ring and positions Hominick for the Luv Handle (killswitch) once again, but Hominick shoves him towards the ropes and then raises him up into a military press for the Juggernaut Press Slam (modified military press front powerslam), but Luv drops out of his grip for a frankensteiner- only to get caught and driven to the mat with The End (sitout last ride powerbomb)! Hominick holds it for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Three! Spoiler: click to toggle “Fire It Up” picks up once again as the exhausted Hominick returns to one knee and the referee retrieves his newly won title! Tom Hartman: HE DID IT! Josh Hominick has climbed the ladder of his second EWS promotion! And not only that, but he has an opportunity of a lifetime at Midwest Massacre next week for the EWS Triple Crown title! Congratulations Josh Hominick, what a well fought match! Dexter Finch: Holy shnikes what a pay per view! I hope it was worth the wait everybody because that ending was epic! Tom Hartman: Well that about wraps it up for us this week. Please join us next week as St.Louis Rage hosts Midwest Massacre folks! Until then, I’m Tom Hartman, and this is Dexter Finch, signing off from St. Louis. We go back to the ring to see Josh Hominick celebrating with his newly won Rage title and indicating that he is going to be the next Triple Crown champion as we fade to black. 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