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Rage #28; 1.23.15
Topic Started: Jan 24 2015, 09:23 PM (560 Views)
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The Unremarkable
Posted ImageLive from St. Louis, Missouri.
Friday, January 23rd, 2015

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The show opened with fireworks, smoke and a light display set to the tune of "Black Dragon" by The Vines.


As the fans are primed and ready for the return of Rage, “Cochise” by Audioslave brings the fans to their feet for the emerging Darius Jackson!

Tom Hartman: “Ladies and gentleman, I’m Tom Hartman here with my good buddy Dexter Finch, and we are back, we are Rage, and just listen to that ovation for our Rage Commissioner and winning captain at Sin City Showdown, Darius Jackson!

Dexter Finch: “Just goes to show you, Tom, only truth, justice, and a love of pretzel dogs can triumph over evil!”

Darius continues walking proudly down the ramp to the ring, stopping before going up the steps to point and smile at some fans who are giving him some hero worship. Jackson seems to have some extra pep in his step tonight as he enters the ring and takes a mic, taking in the cheers from the crowd before bringing the mic to his lips.

Darius Jackson: “Well alright, that’s what I like to hear! Before we get started doing what we do best, I’d like to say for myself and those guys on my team, thank you for your support, thank you for standing with us, GOOD RIDDANCE TO THAT MOTHERFUCKER, HOLLA HOLLA HOLLA!”

The crowd roars as Darius nods with a smile, looking at the crowd before continuing.

Darius Jackson: “But you know, there’s a lot of other things that went down during those 2 nights of Sin City Showdown, and one of them just so happens to be that we have a BRAND NEW ST. LOUIS RAGE CHAMPION! Ladies and gentlemen..DDV!!!”

“HOW YOU LIKE ME NOW?”

“Boom” by P.O.D. blares through the arena as “Hoochiah” signals the emergence of Danny De Vries to a huge pop from the crowd. Fired up, DDV jogs to both sides of the ramp, showing off his new St. Louis Rage Title. He then stares dead ahead towards the ring, the title slung over his shoulder. DDV stops at the bottom of the ramp, looking around at the ringside area with a smile before yelling out “D-D-V!” along with the crowd, sliding under the bottom rope and clasping hands with Darius Jackson before thrusting the title high in the air again before calling for a mic of his own.

Tom Hartman: “The new champion DDV definitely had one of the more feel good moments of Sin City Showdown, he’s at the top of the mountain, Dex!”

Dexter Finch: “Mountains are cool, as long as there’s no dragons around. Yay, DDV!”

DDV: “You know, I’ve been up and down the roads in this business, and I’ve worked my way up, busted my ass, from places like Eternity Wrestling, to Rising Sun Pro Wrestling, to right here on Rage as your St. Louis Rage Champion!”

DDV once again raises the title into the air to a loud pop from the crowd.

DDV: “I want to thank my wife Ember for her tireless love and support, but obviously I want to thank all of you guys out there..”

This gets a loud reaction too, a true heartfelt moment between DDV and the fans, as he claps for them.

DDV: “And the guys and gals in the back, the ones I can call my true friends. But you know what, speaking of friends, I’d like to take this moment, right here, RIGHT NOW, to call out a guy I THOUGHT I could call my friend, so Josh Hominick, I know you’re listening, so why don’t you get your ass down here, RIGHT. NOW!”

The crowd once again comes to life, as there’s a brief pause before “Fire It Up” by Black Label Society brings out Josh Hominick to a loud chorus of boos, the crowd quite vocal with their displeasure of the former St. Louis Rage Champion. Hominick emerges on the stage, scoffing at the fans with a shake of his head as he makes his way to the ring.

Tom Hartman: “At Sin City Showdown, after an epic match that saw a crowning of a new St. Louis Rage Champion, something just didn’t seem right with Josh Hominick, who almost seemed poised for a sneak attack on the victor, DDV.”

Dexter Finch: “I know! I was shocked! I was floored! I felt about as surprised as I did when I found out that the Cadbury Easter Bunny didn’t really sound like he does in those commercials!”

Tom Hartman: “Um, yeah. Well anyways, during The War Games Match, Josh Hominick double crossed his team, focusing his attack on DDV and nearly turning the tide for Team Corman! The crowd is obviously not happy with Josh Hominck tonight!”

Hominick enters the ring, surveying DDV and Darius Jackson, before stomping over and demanding a mic, tapping it loudly and rather obnoxiously, clearing his throat in a rather over exaggerated way. He then stops, and steps right in front of DDV, the two rivals going face to face.

Josh Hominick: “Friend? No way. We were never friends, Danny Boy, and I think I made that clear from the very beginning, because what those “true friends” you just thanked like the pathetic little kiss up you are don’t realize, is whether it’s here, whether it’s in Japan, whether it’s in some dead and gone promotion up in Boston, it doesn’t pay to be friends with a guy like you.”

Hominick looks out onto the crowd, a sneer forming on his face.

Josh Hominick: “And what these idiots out there, the same idiots you also pander to don’t understand is even when I was the St. Louis Rage Champion, I still had to play second fiddle to Darius Jackson’s personal favorite, to his poster boy, DDV, and I NEVER got the respect I deserved as champion, not from you, you little bitch, not from YOU (pointing out to the crowd), and most certainly..”

Hominick now stomps up to Darius Jackson.

Josh Hominick: “Not from you, asshole. “

A loud “OHHHHH” is heard over the crowd, followed by a steady dose of boos. Hominick is on a roll.

Josh Hominick: “LOOK AT ME WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU!”

Jackson stares dead ahead at the fiery eyes of Josh Hominick.

Josh Hominick: “You may have fooled these idiots in the audience that don’t know any better, and you may have fooled everybody in the back, but not me, oh no. You’ve been favoring this little pretty boy from the very start, and to anyone who has paid attention to your little game knows that you’ve given this asshole more opportunities than ANYBODY on this roster! Let me ask you something..Darius. What makes you any different than Steve Corman, huh? Tell me!”

Now Darius is fired up, DDV interjected himself between the two of them. He’s about to speak when suddenly “Do What You Want To Do” by Adema blares, the crowd erupting as DDV and Hominick both turn their attention to the ramp where through a thick emitting fog comes Aeolus Wrath!

Tom Hartman: “Holy cow! If things weren’t intense enough in that ring, now Aeolus Wrath is coming out here! Aeolus Wrath is here on Rage!”

Dexter Finch: “These people are as excited as I was when Taco Bell released their breakfast menu!”

Wrath walks down the ramp to the ring, his face covered under the hood of his windbreaker. He enters the ring and pauses, throwing it back in a dramatic motion to reveal that devilish grin we all know. With a look towards Hominick, then DDV, and finally Darius, Wrath calls for a mic of his own, as the crowd has already begun a “THIS IS AWESOME!” chant. Wrath nods with a smirk before lifting the mic to his lips.

Aeolus Wrath: “I agree, this is pretty awesome, isn’t it?”

The crowd continues as Wrath holds the mic to pick up the chant, even motioning the crowd to continue.

Aeolus Wrath: “You know what else would be awesome?”

The crowd is still roaring in approval. Wrath’s face suddenly turns cold and deadpan.

Aeolus Wrath: “If you stupid sheep would shut the hell up so I could talk.”

The crowd stops dead and instantly begins booing Wrath, who gets a chuckle out of messing with them.

Aeolus Wrath: “Now then, let’s get some business out of the way here, shall we? Jackson, I want it made clear to you that the only reason I sided with you in that War Games Match was because we had a common enemy in Steve Corman. That douchebag now out of the way, I think it’s time you pay up for services rendered, say a shot at the championship this little overrated hackjob is holding onto?”

Darius Jackson: “Oh, so that’s what you think, huh? You’re just going to come waltzing onto this brand and demand a title shot?”

Aeolus Wrath: “Did I stutter? Unlike these two asshats standing in this ring, I know a thing or two about being a dominant champion.”

Darius Jackson: “Be that as it may, that’s not the way we do things here on Rage, Wrath. In case you didn’t notice, those days of you running around as champion on Fury are long gone. You’re in MY house now, MOTHERFUCKA!”

The crowd pops for Jackson now as Wrath stares a hole through the Rage Commissioner.

Darius Jackson: “This is how it’s going to go down, playas. Hominick, you’re going to get your rematch, but I’m more focused on the here and now. Wrath, you want to be the champion, hey I’m not against someone with determination and initiative, but in order to get a title shot, you’ve got to win tonight’s main event when you take on DDV in a non-title match. You win tonight, Wrath, then we’ll talk title shot, you dig? HOLLA HOLLA HOLLA!”

“Cochise” by Audioslave starts up as Wrath glares at everyone in the ring, before exiting. As he leaves, the music cuts off as Hominick recklessly shoves Darius and then blindsides the champion DDV with a clubbing clothesline to the back of the head. This is followed up by a big Double A style spinebuster, as Hominick roars to a chorus of boos. Yelling at Jackson to “Get the hell out of my way!” Hominick drags DDV from the ring and rams him up against the announce table, the champion arching his back in pain.

Tom Hartman: “This rivalry is taking over our announce table, Dex!”

Dexter Finch: “Wait guys, let me get my Shasta orange soda and sunflower seeds first!”

Hominick is ripping the announce table apart and then grabs DDV, thrusting some stiff knees into the gut before throwing him onto the announce table. Hominick follows as the crowd comes to life, Hominick lifting DDV high into the air in a Last Ride before both men go through the table with a BRUTAL sit down powerbomb! Hominick sits up, a smile plastered on his face as Darius Jackson rushes over to his fallen champion. Security begins swarming the ring as Jackson yells “Get that son of a bitch out of here!” Hominick clapping his hands together with a smirk as security leads him away, Jackson calling for help to tend to DDV.

Tom Hartman: “Good God! Josh Hominick makes a statement tonight at the expense of our champion, DDV, who is laid out on the remains of our announce table! Hominick hits The End, and that’s a fitting finisher, because could the end of DDV’s title reign begin tonight?”

Dexter Finch: “I only know two things, Tom. One, DDV better get ready for Aeolus Wrath tonight, and two, man I’m glad I got my snacks out of there in time! There’s nothing worse than powerbombed food. It tastes horrible, let me tell you.”

Tom Hartman: “What an explosive night of Rage already, and we’re just getting started!”

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***COMMERCIAL BREAK***
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Tom Hartman: Well during commercial break, it would appear as though Josh Hominick was escorted out of the arena for his uncalled for attack on DDV, but right now it would appear that Charles Williams is coming out here for a match against an unknown opponent.

“Hysteria” by Muse kicks on over the speakers as Charles Williams approaches to his new theme song and a chorus of boos from the crowd. Williams sports a heavily taped and bandaged wrist as commentary reminds us of the excellent match he had one month ago with Justin Moreno, having fractured parts of his hand when he accidentally full force punches a wall during that. Commentary also reminds us that after the match, Williams displayed a disgusting lack of sportsmanship by low blowing Moreno and leaving him in a heap in the middle of the ring as Williams gets in the center of the ring with a microphone.

Charles Williams: This is the thanks I get, huh? It wasn’t enough that I’ve been entertaining each and every one of you since the day EWS opened its doors. It wasn’t enough that I became the first 3-time High Octane champion in EWS history, carried that division to new heights, carried my former friends the Gentlemen of Fortune to prominence as the most dominant group in EWS and last but not least, carried Justin Moreno in the one spectacular match of his lackluster career! Yet STILL you morons boo me! Listen, I don’t need your cheers, I don’t need your support and I don’t need your respect! I am Charles Thaddeus Williams III and I am the epitome of High Class here in EWS! I’m sick of my spotlight going to undeserving hacks like Justin Moreno, who by the way, tucked his tail between his legs and fled to Japan after I left him in a miserable heap at Gateway IV. I’m SICK of being overlooked and I’m talking to you, DARIUS JACKSON! I was the one who made the High Octane division, and I WILL be the one to make the Rage title worth something! Keep overlooking me Jackson... and just see what I do-



Suddenly, Williams is interrupted by “Trenches” by Pop Evil as the crowd POPS for the return of the former Legacy champion on Fury, ISAAC BRAND! Brand holds a microphone as begins to rip into Williams.

Isaac Brand: And they say that I never shut up (sly smirk). Well I for one have heard enough of this crying from this pompous English dipstick and before you know it, I’ll send you pissing back home to your mum! Enough talk! It’s time for you to get the beating your mum never gave you you little brat and it’s my brand of beating, or my name isn’t Isaac Brand!


MATCH 1 –
Charles Williams vs. Isaac Brand
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The match starts off at a frenetic pace with some excellent chain wrestling. Side headlock by Brand, countered into a crucifix pin by Williams, rolled into a samoan drop position and once again countered by Williams into a sunset flip, though brand rolls through and runs the ropes wiht a front dropkick to the face. Brand takes control with a hiptoss when Williams runs at him into a rear chin lock, countered into a hammerlock by Williams as Williams looks to hit a backdrop, but Brand skillfully counters into a bulldog and the two come to a face off with Brand smirking, having gotten the upper hand as Williams sneers at him.

Brand motions to bring it and Williams grits his teeth and runs at Brand again, but Brand capitalizes on Williams’ aggression by hitting a flapjack in the lower right corner and then running the ropes for a leg lariat, but Williams pulls the ropes down and ducks, causing Brand to crotch himself on the top rope! Williams whips around with a roundhouse kick, knocking Brand off the ropes to the floor as the ref admonishes him. Brand takes a moment to get up as Williams runs for a suicide dive only to get a stiff european upper cut for his troubles! Williams hits the ground like a gun shot victim as Brand again smirks at his handiwork and rolls Williams back into the ring, climbing the upper right buckle and sailing for a diving clothesline- but gets NAILED by Ode to Wyndham (Superkick) on the way down!

Williams starts playing the nasty heel roll to a tee by putting Brand in a rear chin lock this time, but also uses some of the tape from his fist to choke Brand as the ref counts for him to break. Williams’ pent up aggression continues to go on display as he double stomps straight down on Brand’s hand, rakes the eyes and pulls him into a DD, spiking Brand on his head and then climbs the upper left buckle for a Classified (Diving Leg Drop), but Brand rolls out of the way at the last second causing Williams to crash and burn! Brand springboards clotheslines off the nearest ropes and takes Williams down and then calls for the crowd to get loud- but when he turns around, Williams is gone!


Tom Hartman: What’s this? Williams is turning tail and running!

Dexter Finch: Correction, he is slowly walking, and you should check your eyes cause I don’t think he has a tail either.

Williams motions like, “screw this!” as he starts walking up the ramp to the back as the ref counts him out to a large round of boos! Brand isn’t willing to let this one go so quick however as he exits the ring and gives chase to Williams! Williams is whipped around up on the stage as Brand starts lighting into him and Williams tries punching him right back, but immediately reaggrovates his hand injury! The two continue to brawl on the ramp long past the referee’s count as this match is thrown out!

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Brand is throwing punches and Williams is throwing kicks as security filters out to stop the fight, but Brand nails Williams with a good right hook and then goes to hit Branded (flipping killswitch), but Williams catches him and hits the Cyclorama(Belly to belly moonsault slam) that smashes Brand’s back against the stage! Williams stumbles around punch-drunk right into security who finally manages to restrain them as he leaves Brand sneering in pain and anger on the stage.




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***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE***
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We open to current Rage Woman’s Champion, VENUS, who in a fit of rage is tearing apart the locker room, flipping over benches, tossing chairs around, and punching at lockers as security tries to get her to calm down to no avail. Darius Jackson arrives on the scene, having to dodge an equipment trunk.

Darius Jackson: “VENUS! That’s enough! Calm the hell down!”

VENUS stops, seething, and storms over to Jackson, getting right in his face.

VENUS: “Calm the hell down? CALM THE HELL DOWN?! How am I supposed to calm down, Jackson, when I find out that I’ve been traded to Rising Sun? I come here, I dominate, I rule this division, and this is the thanks I get? I want to know why, Darius, and I want to know RIGHT NOW!”

Darius Jackson: “Now listen, this wasn’t as easy as it seems. Excelsior came up with a trade program, all the GMs were brought together, and you were traded against my will. I did everything I could to trade back for you, but there was nothing more I could do, VENUS. My hands are tied.”

VENUS: “Screw you, Darius! You say there’s nothing you can do, and you’re damn right. There’s nothing you can do about the fact that I am the Rage Woman’s Champion and I’M DAMN SURE NOT GOING TO DROP THIS BELT WITHOUT A FIGHT!”

Before Darius can retort, in walks Cailin Dillon, a sly grin on her face.

Cailin Dillon: “Aw, is someone unhappy about a little decision that was made without her knowing? Too bad, so sad.”

VENUS: “You get the hell out of here before I stuff your skanky ass in one of these lockers!”

Cailin Dillon: “Ooh, so hostile. I just overheard you saying you weren’t going to drop your title without a fight, so I’m here to tell you, I’m right here if you’re looking for a fight. What do you say, Darius? I think we should give our big girl here one final farewell.”

Darius Jackson: “Fine, you two want to fight it out tonight, be my guest, but if you lose Cailin, I’m sorry VENUS, but that title is staying here with me. I've already had one championship stolen from Rage and I sure as hell don't intend to lose another.”

VENUS is fuming, seething at both Jackson and Cailin.

VENUS: “Yeah, we’ll see about that!”

And with one last look at Dillon and Jackson, VENUS punches another locker hard and storms off. Sneaking into the scene, running a comb through his hair, is none other than Topper.

Topper: “Gentleman..lady.”

He says that last line with extra creeper sleaze.

Topper: “I just wanted to say that if either of you are looking to reach for the stars, I know a thing or two about that, being an Emmy award winning superstar, selling out concerts throughout the 90s. I made the world a better place, and I want to continue doing that by representing the very best this company has to offer.”

Scott produces a business card, handing it to Cailin with a wink from under his sunglasses. Cailin seems to have little expression, so it’s not certain whether she’s totally repulsed or not.

Topper: “I apologize for cutting out so soon, but duty calls, and there’s a cold mojito with my name on it at the bar. A superstar manager’s work is never done. AND A 1 AND A 2!”

Topper once again fixes his hair and begins dancing and strutting off camera. Jackson watches him leave and then huffs, shaking his head.

Darius Jackson: “Silly ass cracker.”

The crowd laughs as Jackson exits, leaving Cailin to contemplate the card as we fade out.

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***COMMERCIAL BREAK***
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Marcus Orion and Hayden McClane make their entrance first with Scotty Arniel hobbling behind, waving a Marcus Orion flag before joining Tom and Dex on commentary.

Scotty Arniel: (panting) All.. hail.. Marcus... Orion!

Dexter Finch: Geeze, just walking takes your breath away. Eat something healthy like an apple Scotty.

Tom Hartman: If he had an apple in his mouth, he’d look just like a roasted pig Dex!

Dexter Finch: Zing from the Hart-man! Didn’t know you had it in you.

Tom Hartman: Anyways, while we await Scotty’s rebuttle while he catches his breath, it would appear that Orion has a look of concern on his face considering that one of his opponents is the man who has been hired to torture him, Jack Tombstone, though McClane appears to quite the opposite as he looks like he can’t wait to get in the ring again!


MATCH 2 –
Marcus Orion/Hayden McClane vs. Jack Tombstone/???
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“Aint No Grave” plays as out as the ominous figure of “The Bounty Hunter” Jack Tombstone marches his way down to the ring to confront Orion and McClane. Orion talks big... behind McClane of course who goes toe-to-toe with Tombstone as we await Tombstone’s tag partner.

Tom Hartman: Who is Tombstone’s partner then?



.... “Back in the Saddle" by Aerosmith kicks in as the camera focuses in on a spot in the audience as an audience member throws his hat and stands up, revealing himself to be Slamsley McBody from AXW!

Tom Hartman: I don’t believe it! Slamsley McBody is here! This young man has been turning heads on AXW up until now and it looks like he has become one of the newest additions of the Rage roster!

Dexter Finch: “The Original Vanilla Shilla”- who tastes NOTHING like vanilla I might add- is here to show the world why he is going to live up to the McBody legacy, even if his father is kind of a jerk.

Tom Hartman: How do you know he doesn’t taste like vanilla? Scratch that, I don’t want to know...

Slamsley makes his way down to the ring and joins up with Jack Tombstone, eager to get into the action , but Tombstone pretty much ignores him as him and McClane intensely staredown and share inaudible smack talk- until Orion dropkicks McClane sending him crashing right into Jack Tombstone! The impact sends Tombstone tumbling through the ropes near the ramp as McClane turns around to look at Orion like, “What the fuck was that?”, but before McClane can follow up, he is dragged out of the ring by the foot by Tombstone as the two begin to brawl!

Meanwhile, Slamsley is distracted long enough for Orion to sweep him with a school boy pin with the tights hooked- but Slamsley kicks out! The larger Slamsley gets to his feet and starts to pursue Orion who tries to call time-out! On the outside, McClane hits a blatant low blow that the ref is too tied up to see and then whips Tombstone hard into the steel steps and then climbs up onto the north apron clubbing Slamsley with a stiff elbow to the back of the head that stumbles him into Orion’s arms for a belly to belly suplex! Orion shouts, “ORION!” to the ire of the crowd as McClane saunters to the lower right corner and Tombstone gradually gets to position on the upper left.

As Slamsley gets to his knee, he is peppered by stiff kicks from Orion followed by an irish whip as Orion goes for a textbook standing dropkick- but misses! Slams holds onto the ropes and runs forth with a double leg takedown as he attempts to go for an STF, but Orion manages to double boot shove him into the upper right corner only for Slams to bounce right back and level the Icon of EWS with a stiff lariat! The crowd is liking Slamsley so far as he pulls Orion into a german suplex, followed by another and another as Orion sells it hilariously. Tombstone bellows out to Slamsley to make a tag in a calm, yet forceful manner and Slams teases the tag a bit, lifting Orion onto his shoulder in a front powerslam position, but Orion slips out the back and dives for a tag!

McClane comes in and spears the living hell out of Slamsley as the “The Baddest Mother F*cker on the Planet” starts tossing the large Slamsley around like a ragdoll, quickly pulling him into a vicious front chancery with clinch knees to the face followed by a gut wrench suplex followed qucikly by a Inoue Release Cobra-Clutch Suplex. McClane gets to his feet, looking like he is going to continue the attack, but suddenly whips around and blasts Tombstone off the apron with a vicious elbow strike straight to the temple! Tombstone immediately tries to get back into the ring, but the ref stops him while McClane continues to work over Slamsley with a smug smirk as he whips Slams into his corner and hits a gut churning shoulder thrust as Orion tags off his back, runs and clobbers Slams with a corner shining wizard! Orion calls out to his beloved public once again as he starts a ten punches count- but when he reaches 9 Slamsley pulls him out of the corner (blind tag by McClane) and drives him into the mat with a sitout powerbomb!


Slams and Orion are looking worse for wear now as Slams gets to his feet first and calls out to the crowd! Orion staggers to his feet and takes a punch-drunk swing at Slamsely, but Slams catches him in a Rolling Firemans Carry Slam position when the legal man Hayden enters the ring and BLASTS Slams with the Exploder Bodycheck (Pounce) that sends both Slams and Orion flying as Orion somehow turns the high impact move into a crucifix driver to a nice round of...

Crowd: Holy Shit! Holy Shit!

Tom Hartman: Good lord what high impact! I don’t know if they intended it or not, but Orion and McClane make a pretty dangerous team.

Scotty Arniel: Of course.. they intended... it...

Dexter Finch: Why are you huffing so hard now? Oh.... you’re eating a pretzel. Learn to chew your food Scotty cause I don’t know the heimlich maneuver.

With that, Hayden whips Slamsley over to Jack Tombstone as the crowd roars as McClane is clearly challenging Tombstone to a fight! Tombstone tags in off Slamsley’s back and gets in the ring as the two big bulls charge as each other! Tombstone and McClane fight their way around the ring, absolutely slugging each other with some of the meatiest strikes you’ll ever see, but McClane manages to show his beast-status by beating Tombstone into one of the neutral corner and hits his combo assault (right forearm, a left forearm, right handed knife edge chop, a left handed knife edge chop, a right handed euro uppercut, a left handed euro uppercutfollowed by a sick looking step up knee to his opponents face.) Tombstone stumbles to the center of the ring on one knee as Hayden runs the ropes looking for a shining wizard (blind tag by Orion), but suddenly Tombstone counters with an explosive STO! That drills McClane on the mat! Tombstone signals that he intends to finish this when Orion climbs the turnbuckle and catches him with a diving DDT that spikes Tombstone on his head for the pin!

1, 2-NO! Slamsley breaks up the pin! Orion argues with the referee, but that gives Tombstone enough time to grab him by the throat (blind tag by Slams) until McClane straight up spears Tombstone through the ropes to the floor! Orion and Slams are now legal as Slams Military Presses Orion into the air, but Orion rakes the eyes, slips out the back and hits a backstabber followed by The Orion-Sault (Lionsault) and then arrogantly shouts, “ORION!” to the crowd once more before going for The In Orion We Trust (Anaconda Vice), but Orion takes too long as Slamsley pulls Orion into a la magistral craddle pin! 1, 2, 3!

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Tom Hartman: I can’t believe it! Slamsley has pinned Marcus Orion in his Rage debut!

Scotty Arniel: He cheated! I saw it clearly with my own eyes! He hooked the tights! He has his feet on the ropes! He’s clearly using steroids for Orion’s sakes!

Dexter Finch: You’re as delusional as me...

Slams slides out of the ring with a smile on his face as Orion goes wide-eyed in the ring, shouting “NO! NO! NO! (a la Daniel Bryan)”, pleading his case to the ref, but Slamsley walks out tonight with the upset victory while once again, security has to pry Tombstone and McClane a part- and fails miserably as they continue to break free and fight until they are finally dragged out of the arena.


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***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE***
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We go backstage to the Rage interview area to see a an average sized man with a sly grin on his face as behind him stands a 6‘8“ animal of a man. The smaller guy has a mic as he starts the introduction.

???: Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, my name is Joey Parker and have we got a treat for you! Standing behind me is one of Rage’s newest signees, he is “The Hunter” Chris Evans. This man is a former marine and bouncer and as I have seen first hand, this guy won’t hesitate to kick an ass or two on his way to the top- scratch that, he’ll go OUT OF HIS WAY to kick someone’s ass. Why? Well just because he can! That’s why! You have anything to add Chris?

Chris Evans takes his time taking the microphone, with a cold, quiet and uncaring stare he looks dead at the camera.

Chris Evans: I’ve got my eyes on championship gold and if you’re stupid enough to be parading around with a title belt while I’m around, I’ve got you in my sights. The hunt is on....

Joey Parker: There you have it. Look out Rage cause the Hunter is coming!


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***COMMERCIAL BREAK***
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MATCH 3 – Non-Title Match
US Air Force vs. Tokyo Drift
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“Hell March 3“ kicks in as US Air Force makes their entrance first, accompanied by their employer, Deacon Black and his bodyguard Komodo. Next out is their opponents, Tokyo Drift who spin around in tandem on the stage, pointing to Togo Oni as he approaches in the center of the team as all three then full sprint to the ring to meet US Air Force.

Tom Hartman: For those of you who didn’t witness what happened at the end of 2014, Togo Oni approached Tokyo Drift with an offer of sorts, and one can summize that he has now joined up with Tokyo Drift, having spoken about how they’ve all felt slighted since coming to America. Then on the other end of this, Tokyo Drift almost managed to win the Rage Tag Titles at Gateway IV, only for the US Air Force to snag the title out from under them. So we have a non-title rematch right now and you can bet that the outcome will have major implications in the tag division.

Dexter Finch: Is it just me or does it seem like Deacon is clinging to those tag titles awfully tightly?

Deacon indeed snatches the tag titles from the referee and the ref admonishes him, but suddenly Tokyo Drift and Togo Oni jump Jason White and Randy Shaw behind the ref’s back! Before the ref turns around, Kaz slips to the outside leaving the referee to come over and tell Togo to get out of the ring, but Togo explains to him that as of now Darius Jackson has given them the okay to work as a freebird trio!

The match becomes a very back and forth affair as both teams make frequent tags and excite the crowd with various springboard moves by Randy and Yoshi and a brawl/suplex-fest between White and Togo. But after a few minutes, Randy Shaw becomes isolated in the ring with Togo Oni and Yoshihiro Fujiwara. Togo and Yoshi work like a well oiled machine and make frequent tags as they work over the young upstart Randy Shaw, who interestingly enough is starting to get a bit of a fan following for his aerial abilities despite his team being more heelish. Randy is fighting back as best as he can, but gets stopped at every turn while White grows more and more agitated at every passing minute. At one point, Togo hits a snap suplex and tags Yoshi in who hits a swanton bomb and covers as White then dashes into the ring to break the pin, holding the referee’s attention as Deacon orders Komodo to grab Togo from behind, pulling him off the apron in a powerbomb position and then powerbombing Togo back first into the barricade!


Kaz Hashimoto isn’t sitting idle at ringside as he then tackles Komodo and starts fighting with him outside the ring. Meanwhile, White drags Shaw to his corner and tags himself in. White slugs it out with Yoshi and starts off winning the brawling contest which includes a rope hung DDT (Togo blind tags) as White then measures Yoshi up for a Texas Kick (running bicycle kick) until Yoshi drop toe holds White throat first across the middle rope and hits the Fuji Feint Kick (619)! Yoshi then goes for a FujiDT (Springboard Satellite DDT), but Deacon pulls the ropes down, causing Yoshi to trip awkwardly on the top rope and land face first in the ring, which then gives White an opportunity to hit the Texas Kick [Running Bicycle Kick] to Yoshi! White tags Randy back in who climbs to the top of his corner and shouts “Bravo, Bravo!” indicating that he is going for the Bravo Bomb (Corkscrew 450 Splash)! Shaw however wastes too much time as the legal man Togo Oni comes running across the ring, leaps onto the turnbuckle and flies off the corner with Randy in a diving michinoku driver that gets the crowd on their feet!

Deacon slides White one of the tag titles as he goes to hit Togo with it, but Togo ducks and Yoshi full fledged dashes at White, knocking him over the top rope into Deacon with a cactus clothesline at top speed! Togo then hits the The Deathcycle (Sliced Bread run setup into a flowing RKO/cutter) on Randy and covers! 1, 2, 3!

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Tom Hartman: What an upset! Togo Oni and Yoshihiro Fujiwara of the new and improved Tokyo Drift have defeated the Rage Tag Team champions despite Deacon’s efforts to cheat on their behalf! From the look of it, this might be the beginning of the rise of freebird trios here on Rage!

Dexter Finch: Hahaha! Look at Deacon! The prissy little rich boy is so pissed! This is going to be all over twitter in about two minutes!

Deacon is indeed very pissed as him, Randy Shaw, Jason White and Komodo gather on the ramp while Togo Oni, Kaz Hashimoto and Yoshirhiro Fujiwara stand tall and proud in the ring, motioning that the Rage Tag title will belong to them soon!


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We open up backstage where a downtrodden US Air Force drags their titles on the ground, dejected over their loss, as a furious Deacon Black, hands on his hips begins laying into them.

Deacon Black: “What in the bloody hell is wrong with you two!? You’re supposed to be the most dominant tag team on this show, and what do you do to prove that? You lose to a bunch of untalented sushi loving losers! And YOU (points at Shaw) You’re the weak link this team, you’re a disgrace!”

Jason White faces Deacon, looking none too pleased.

Jason White: “Listen here, Deacon, don’t go saying that kind of crap. We win as a team, we lose as a team. Don’t go blaming him for anything.”

Randy Shaw: “Thanks, sir.”

Jason White: “Bullshit. I didn’t do this for you, I did this to get him off our back! What were you thinking out there? You know what? Nevermind! Keep your mouth shut! Better yet, DROP AND GIVE ME TWENTY!”

Through gritted teeth, Shaw does as he’s ordered, Deacon just shaking his head at the two men as another individual, clad in a tacky brown leather jacket, his brown hair swooped to the side and what appear to be Bugle Boy jeans comes, not walking, not sauntering, but actually doing almost like a dance or strut of some kind. The newcomer slides his purple sunglasses onto his nose, letting out a small laugh.

Man: “How are you guys feeling tonight? Are you feeling good?”

He asks this with a tone in his voice that almost sounds like someone asking an audience. Deacon and White just stand there, puzzled.

Man: “That’s good, good. Listen, I hate to interrupt whatever is going on here, but my name is Topper, Scott Topper, 90s pop sensation and now the manager and operator of Topper Productions. Let me assure you gentlemen that I only represent the finest up and coming talent in all forms of entertainment and by the looks of things you might need some help here, save the ol’ choo choo from going off the tracks, if you know what I mean. COME ON RIDE THE TRAIN, CHOO CHOO!”

Another awkward and annoying laugh. Topper pulls a business card from his jacket.

Topper: “Here’s my card. Stop and think it over, but trust me, I won’t let you down. Have your people call my people, and ask yourself this question, WHO’S GONNA ROCK THE HOUSE? Why, me, Scott Topper, that’s who! You guys have yourselves a great day!”

And with that, Topper teases his hair, flashes a smile and begins dancing off camera again while singing “Shake Your Booty” as Deacon just looks at the business card, Shaw returning to a standing position.

Deacon Black: “Who in the devil was that imbecile?”

The scene returns to ringside as Deacon just shakes his head in disbelief.

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We come back to ringside as we hear a voice come over the speaker that says, “A-D-M!” and then "You Call Me A Bitch Like It's A Bad Thing" by Halestorm starts as the newly reformed Anti Diva Movement- The new EWS Women’s Tag champions Malika Flores Chen and Alexis Durden accompanied by Ambiance- make their way down to the ring.

Tom Hartman: For those of you who didn’t witness Sin City Showdown, one of those most shocking moments that we witnessed that night was not only the reunion of Malika and Alexis formerly known as the Dead Rabbits, but it only got that much more stunning when Ambiance aided them to defeat the 2 time former champions, the Sisters of Salvation, thus forming Ambiance’s newest incarnation of the Anti-Diva Movement.

Dexter Finch: These ladies are all incredibly dangerous Tommy and as much as I find them sexy, I’m also incredibly scared that they’ll cut off little Finch if they hear me say that.

Ambiance retrieves a mic as they stand in the ring and pass the mic back and forth.

Ambiance: Oh yes, after years of those Kendra and her even skankier friend constantly being in my business... after YEARS of having to deal with all those jackoffs in the back who’ve tried to hold me down- to hold US down, we’ve finally started to get the glory that has been due to us since the very beginning! Those squint eye asian f***s with teeth bigger than their c*cks didn’t know the meaning of ultra violence when they shafted Alexis back in Japan and those inbred, sibling f***ing hicks in the south didn’t bother to push Malika, the only woman in that cesspool with more talent than teeth and instead decided to exploit her for her sexuality.

And then there is me, who in one way or another- whether it be that fat f*** Excelsior, Darius Jack-off or even that dumb piece of sh*t Steve Corman- was NEVER treated like the master of the ring that I am! Those idiots always were lining up for a chance to get at Darkness’ c*nt, or Cailin’s or any of those other split legged whores who sucked up to them! But what about me? What about us? We are the most talented and dangerous women in Excelsior Wrestling Society and this is the thanks we get- we’re shoved to the back of the line while you ignorant assholes cheer barbie dolls that would make better strippers than champions?! Well guess what f*ckers; we don’t need your cheers! In fact we prefer that you hate us and it doesn’t matter what the f*ck you want because we’re tired of being kept down!

Alexis Durden: If the pretty little barbie dolls of Rage haven’t figured out yet that we are the Hardcore Queens of St. Louis, they shall find out soon yes indeed. If you thought you had seen ultra violence before... just wait until you see what we do next!

Malika Flores Chen: We were told that our opponents tonight were going to be a proven ladies tag team, but guess what we think of that? NEWS FLASH: WE DON’T GIVE A F*CK! We are the EWS Women’s Tag Champions... and we DARE anyone who thinks they’ve got what it takes to pry this away from us!

Ambiance: We are the Anti Diva Movement and that is F*CKING DELICIOUS!

Tom Hartman: Strong words from Ambiance and the champions. Tonight has been full of surprise appearances and returns, but who could their opponents be?

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MATCH 4 – Non-Title Match
Anti Diva Movement vs. ???
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The crowd LIGHTS UP at the sound of the familiar theme as the Daughters of Darkness- Blaze and Gemini- hits the speakers as out bounces a totally ecstatic Gemini who bounces around interacting with the fans along with her soft spoken partner Blaze who flicks a cigarette butt to the ground as she focuses intently on the ring!

Dexter Finch: THEY’RE BACK! It’s like that movie with the Dinosaurs that sound suspiciously like Jon Goodman. “We’re Back”? Come on Tom! You can’t tell me you didn’t see that movie! You’ve had no childhood or adulthood for that matter until you’ve seen that classic!

Tom Hartman: I never said I didn’t see that movie, but we’re getting far off topic cause this is HUGE! The Daughters of Darkness are former EWS Women’s Tag champions and as a matter of fact, they’ve tangled over the titles with Alexis and Malika when they were known as the Dead Rabbits for the title a couple times in the past.

Blaze and Gemini get into the ring and stare across the ring from Malika and Alexis who are smiling malevolently as they talk about having some new barbie dolls to smash while Gemini is taunting them with her Brooklyn accent like, “Whatevah bitches! Why don’t cha come over here and say that, or are you too chicken?” And just like that, Ambiance hops up onto the apron right behind the Daughters of Darkness! Ambiance hops back down but the momentary distraction is enough as Alexis and Malika blindside Gemini and Blaze respectively!

Both of them stomp away at Blaze and Gemini in the left corners as Alexis then pulls Gemini to the center of the ring and drills her with a backbreaker held while Malika gets to the apron and springboards with a leg drop across Gemini’s throat! The two of them stalk their prey when they then turn their attention to Blaze, but before they can reach her, Blaze pulls out a lighter and spits some sort of mist at it that turns her into a human flamethrower! The fireball only lasts for a moment though as Alexis and Malika are awe struck by that sight which allows Gemini to come from behind with a double bulldog! Blaze and Gemini then double clothesline Alexis and Malika over the ropes as Blaze then runs and harpoons them into the barricade with a suicide dive followed by Gemini who dives clear over the top rope with a corkscrew plancha that takes Alexis and Malika all the way down this time as the fans go crazy!

The next several minutes are spent with many tags on both sides as each team member tests the waters against their opponents. Blaze and Malika start in the ring with Blaze quickly trying to lock Malika in a couple different submission holds, keeping Malika grounded initially. Blaze hits a reverse STO and attempts to float over into an early Raging Flames (Crippler Cross-Face) but Malika demonstrates her mat wrestling skills by rolling into a modified school girl pin! Blaze kicks out of course as they return to their feet and run the ropes at top speed with Malika going for a beautiful disaster kick, but Blaze ducks and superkicks Malika back into DoD’s corner as Malika sells it like a flying rag doll! Gemini tags in as the two work over Malika with a couple double team moves. After trading fast paced springboard moves, Gemini eventually goes up top looking for a frog splash, but Alexis slams down on the ropes, causing her to trip! Malika then climbs up top and sends Gemini sailing with a beautiful top rope hurricanrana!

Malika tags in Alexis who is far less flash and much more smash as she grounds the flier Gemini and pummels her with a couple stiff suplexes and then a russian leg sweep as rolled through into a german suplex that sends Gemini all the way back to ADM’s corner when Gemini tries to tag Blaze in! The two utilize the tag rope, chokes and stomps while Ambiance holds the ref’s attention and then Alexis goes for her Banshee Boot (Banshee Scream plus running arched boot) when Gemini stumbles back to the center of the ring, but Gemini ducks and then leaps catching Alexis for the Oh Shit! (EXTREME tiltawhirl headscissors takedown) that sends Alexis flying across the ring! The tag is hot as Blaze and Malika call for tags, but Gemini makes the tag first as Blaze does a cool action slide over the crawling Alexis and instantly locks her in the Raging Flames (Crippler Cross-Face) before Alexis can make the tag! Malika tries to get in the ring, but Gemini comes full speed and spears her through the ropes to the floor before she can! And Alexis is tapping out! .... but the referee doesn’t see it as Ambiance has the ref distracted!


Tom Hartman: Again having Ambiance out here pays dividends and-

Dexter Finch: LOOK! Here comes the Sisters of Sexitude!

The Sisters of Salvation dart down the ramp and Kendra spear Ambiance to the ground and starts beating the hell out of her with Sierra not far behind! Blaze is distracted by the commotion as Alexis rolls out of the crossface into a school girl pin while holding the ropes for good measure! 1, 2, 3!

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After the match, Alexis slips to the outside of the ring with a smirk on her face before getting blindsided by a Starry Knight (bicycle kick)! Malika flies as Kendra and stops the attack on Ambiance with a chair as all hell is breaking loose on the outside!

Ambiance manages to escape through the entrance as Kendra, Sierra, Malika and Alexis fight their way into the stage pit area and somewhere backstage! Meanwhile, "Daughters of Darkness" begins to play again as Blaze and Gemini recover in the ring, shrug their shoulders and start playing to the audience who are very much enjoying their return to action.



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We go backstage to Darius Jackson’s office where he is chatting with a man in a business suite that is standing right next to him. They are laughing like old friends as the man in the suite’s face is inexplicably not featured in the camera shot.

???: Well Darius, you’ve done it again! Here you are, commissioner of Rage after your team ended the tyranical reign of Steve Corman himself!

Darius Jackson: Hehe, thanks Benedict. But give yourself a little credit too man! After all, you are the second biggest share holder in St. Louis Rage after Simon Excelsior himself. It was because of you and Mr. Excelsior that I was able to return to world of professional wrestling after 6 long years of drowning my sorrow in alcohol. It was because the two of you believed in me strongly enough to give me a second chance in this business and it was because of your support that we were able to come up with our plan to stop Steve Corman! Hell, if we had let him get any further out of control, Corman may have ended up owning all of EWS in the end!

Benedict: Well that’s true Darius. I guess me, you and Excelsior make a good business team.

Darius Jackson: Say Mr. Iscariot, why don’t you come on out tonight and take a bow for all of the background work you’ve done to make Rage a success?

Benedict Iscariot: Uh... no, sorry, but I have terrible stage fright. I couldn’t possibly go out there in front of all those people... I hope you understand.

Darius Jackson: Well suite yourself brother. You have my appreciation though and so long as I’ve got you backing Rage on the financial front, we should have a long road of success ahead of us, aint that right Benny? Hehe

Suddenly the conversation is interrupted by a knock on the door.

Darius Jackson: Now who could that be? Hey! Door’s unlocked! Come on in!

The crowd pops BIG TIME as the door swings open to reveal Meghan Cross!

Darius Jackson: Ah Meghan! What can I do for you this evening?

Meghan Cross: Darius, I just heard that you booked Cailin Dillon to face Venus for the Rage Women’s title later tonight, so I’ve got a question; why the hell would you give that bitch this opportunity after the crap she pulled at Gateway IV?!

Benedict looks like he is about to scold Meghan for talking to Darius that way, but Darius motions for him to chill out.

Darius Jackson: To be honest Meghan, Cailin wasn’t the first person I had in mind for that title shot tonight, but unfortunately due to circumstances beyond my control, Venus has been drafted to Rising Sun. We’ve already had the High Octane title stolen by one of the other brands and I don’t intend to let the Rage’s Women’s title get taken away as well. Cailin happened to be in the right place at the right time.

Meghan Cross: But you saw what she did at Gateway IV! She attacked me, Skye and just about every one of the women on the Rage roster and she STOLE the opportunities for me and all the girls in the locker room who have been working our asses off for months and years to get an EWS World Women’s title shot at Taylor Grace so that she’d get one more chance to fullfill her obsession over the women’s titles of EWS! I thought Cailin was one of us once, but it turns out she is just another greedy cut throat bitch out for herself and no one else!

???: You aren’t the only one that Cailin screwed over Meghan....

The camera turns to see none other than the “Chickbuster” Skye Haynes who enters the room to another big POP!

Skye Haynes: Listen Meghan, I respect you, but I’ve also got a bone to pick with Cailin for what she did to me... to us! I came THIS CLOSE to beating Ambiance for the EWS World Women’s title when she had it last year and ever since, it seems like I’ve been swept under the rug, like nobody expects me to be a champion. But you know what? I’m NOT just a pretty face! I’ve got just as much reason to prove myself as you do Meghan and I DESERVE my chance to get even with Cailin and I DESERVE another chance to prove why I am the Chickbuster!

Meghan Cross: So what’s it going to be Darius? As much as I want a Rage Women’s title shot, you don’t have to give me a shot if you don’t feel that I’ve earned it. But even if that is the case, I beg you, DO NOT give this opportunity to Cailin alone. Give it to someone like Skye. Someone who DESERVES their chance to shine!

Skye looks touched by this despite her recent tension with Meghan.

Darius Jackson: That was beautiful Meghan, but unfortunately, I already gave Cailin her title shot, so there isn’t much I can do about that. BUT, you’re right, you both deserve that chance at gold after how she cost you both your last opportunity, so I’ll tell you what; the Rage Women’s title match tonight... is now a Fatal Four Way match! So go get ready ladies. Make me proud!

Meghan and Skye both smile and thank Jackson before leaving his audience as the crowd pops for this big announcement! After they exit, Benedict continues to talk to Jackson.

Benedict Iscariot: With all due respect Darius, what are we going to do if they all lose to Venus? We can’t let her take the title to Japan with her...

Darius Jackson: Then what do you propose we do?

Benedict Iscariot: We need a backup plan.... how about the Anti-Diva Movement that I’ve been hearing so much about? Billy Way already stole the High Octane title from Rage... No matter what, we can’t let Venus leave with Rage’s property as well!

Darius Jackson: -Sigh- You’re right..... let’s just hope it doesn’t come to that....

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We open with a shot of Mikey Mitchell, admiring himself in a mirror to a chorus of boos as his stylists are giving him a manicure and styling his hair. Suddenly the door to his locker room is opened as The High Flying Connection, Billy Shaw, Acer Stone, and Seb come barging into the room, Mikey sitting up in his chair, glaring at the three men who just waltzed into his locker room.

Mikey Mitchell: “What are you idiots doing in here? Can’t you see this isn’t a place for people as hideous looking as you?”

Billy Shaw: “Save it, Mitchell. We came here to talk business, namely unfinished business.”

Mikey Mitchell: “Oh is that so? I’m quite finished with you, I’d say, boring and ugly as you are.”

Billy Shaw: “Well tough shit because we’re not done until I say we’re done! Don’t play coy with me, you little prissy bastard, I know you’re going to try going to PWR to take back the High Octane Title from Way.”

Mikey Mitchell: “And what if I am, hm? Are you going to stop me? Because that championship belongs around the waist of the most gorgeous specimen in this company, not some maniac swinging from a bell tower or some overrated slob like you!”

Billy Shaw: “You know what? Just shut the hell up, alright? I’m not just sick of your shit, WE are all sick of your shit, so next week I saw you and your two girlfriends here put down the makeup and face us 3 in the ring!”

The crowd roars as Mitchell nearly falls out of his chair in anger.

Mikey Mitchell: “Have you lost your mind? My stylists are just that, you idiotic buffoon, they’re not wrestlers! You can’t expect them to compete!”

Shaw smirks and then shrugs.

Billy Shaw: “Too bad! I already had Jackson sign the match! See you in the ring, ladies!”

The trio leaves as the stylists look worried, but try to continue on with a very sour looking Mitchell. There’s a knock at the door, which seems to further annoy Mikey.

Mikey Mitchell: “Who in the hell is bothering me now?!”

Slowly, into the room, comes the man known as Topper.

Topper: “I assure you all that I come in peace. My name is Scott Topper, manager and operator of Topper Productions. A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Mitchell.”

Topper extends his hand as Mitchell slowly extends his hand for a shake.

Mikey Mitchell: “What can I do for you?”

Topper: “Oh stop, you’re too kind. The question here is what can I, the host with the most, the man all children love, do for you? I’m a manager to the stars, Mr. Mitchell, and might I say I’ve been watching your work here in EWS and I don’t just see a man with potential, I see a star in the making!”

Topper produces another business card from his jacket and hands it to Mitchell.

Mikey Mitchell: “We’ll talk, Mr. Topper.”

Topper: “I’m certain we will, and might I say, you smell terrific. Have a lovely day!”

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MATCH 5 – Rage Women's Title Match
Venus (c) vs. Cailin Dillon vs. Meghan Cross vs. Skye Haynes
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“Tornado” by Little Big Town ushers in Cailin Dillon who takes a cocky stride to the ring clearly feeling good about this match. Next “Let the Sparks Fly” comes the energetic fan favorite Skye Haynes who looks to have a new air of determination about her as she readies for this competition and yells out to the audience with intensity in her eyes! Next, "Pray To The Pessimist"comes on as the equally intense Meghan Cross makes her way down to the ring to another major pop as the crowd is heavily behind her tonight!

Tom Hartman: All three of these competitors look absolutely determined as they size up their competition. As it happens, neither Meghan nor Skye have held any major titles in their EWS run so far and tonight could be very well be the night. On the other hand, Cailin was a former EWS Women’s champion and former NWA champion representing EWS when EWS had ties to that organization.

Dexter Finch: You mean the N-words with Attitude? I think Malcolm M. Mitchell is still in the NWA if that’s the case.

Tom Hartman: Uh, not that NWA Dex and it looks like we are waiting on only one; the dominant and departing 1st ever Rage Women’s champion, VENUS! And you know, she is going to be angry tonight!

Finally, Gustav Holst's “Planet Suite ‘MARS – The Bringer of War’” rumbles over the speakers as the awe-inspiring entrance of Venus is scene one more time. She generates quite a few cheers and even some “Thank You VENUS!” chants from the crowd knowing that she was traded to Rising Sun in Japan against her will.

The four competitors take up their own corners in the ring as Venus hoists the Rage Women’s title dominantly into the air, indicating that if someone wants to unseat her as the champion, they’re going to have to pry it from her skillet-sized hands!

The bell rings as all four circle up and Cailin tries to talk strategy with Cross and Skye, trying to get a 3-on-1 attack on Venus to weaken her, but both of them refuse Cailin’s alliance proposal! Cailin then turns to Venus, trying to form an alliance with the giant, siting how they used to be in Elite together, but that stirs bad memories for Venus as Venus reaches out and grabs Cailin by the throat to a HUGE pop! However, Cailin targets the historically damaged knees of Venus with kicks and then a low kick to the groin area, setting Venus up for the Texas Twister (twist of fate) right off the bat- but Venus shoves Cailin away into a double back body drop by Meghan and Skye! They turn and double clothesline Cailin out of the ring and then both of them turn and square up with Venus!


Meghan and Skye try everything in their power to gain control on Venus, but Venus’ sheer power is overwhelming as she manages to throw them around the ring like ragdolls every time they try to take her down to the mat. However, the persistence of Meghan and Skye attempting to prove themselves eventually proves to get the better of Venus as their speed advantage allows them to start landing solid strikes as Venus starts to slow down. Meghan goes for a Kiss The Canvas! (Cravate Cutter) on Venus, but Venus pushes her away and Meghan slides under her legs as Skye comes from behind and hits Venus with an enzuigiri that takes her down to a knee. The whirlwind continues as drives Venus down even further with a double foot stomp to the back followed by a flying forearm smash by Skye that teeters Skye. Meghan comes running in one more time, but Venus catches her by the throat and Skye comes running in, only to get grabbed by the throat too! Venus has them both goozled and uses her immense strength to lift them both up by the throat- until they break her grip midair and double snap DDT the giant all the way down to the mat!

Venus rolls to the outside and the crowd cheers, seeing only Meghan Cross and Skye Haynes standing in the center of the ring ready to brawl!


Tom Hartman: Oh momma here we go! Two of the finest young wrestlers in all of EWS are about to square up with a chance to become the next Rage Women’s champion on the line!

Dexter Finch: You said it, they are fiiiinne!

The crowd’s cheers suddenly turn to boos as Skye gets clobbered by the Eyes of Texas (sweet chin music) out of nowhere from the returning Cailin Dillon! Meghan immediately tackles Cailin as the two brawl around the ring, trading suplexes and then ending up in the lower right corner with Meghan Cross when she hits the Cross-Checker (Scorpio Sky's Argle Bargle). Cross goes for the OW! FUCK! MY JAW! (STIFF Open-Handed Slaps followed by a BRUTALLY STIFF Uraken to the face), but Cailin ducks the spinning back fist and Cailin sneakily counters it into a rollup pin with the tights hooked! 1, 2, 3-NO! Broken up by Skye with a shining wizard!

Skye starts lighting into Cailin as a means of revenge as Skye appears to be schooling the veteran to the delight of the crowd! Cailin goes for a back body drop at one point countered into a spinning neck breaker, then soon after Cailin rakes the eyes and trips Skye for a Texas Cloverleaf only to get nailed with a springboard Block-Knocker (Super Dragon's UFO) by Meghan Cross that lays Cailin out! Meghan and Skye trade back and forth trying to incapacitate each other with throws and DDTs of sorts while they each attempt to make pins, but they each keep getting in to break the other up! Eventually they go toe-to-toe again looking to settle this thing once and for all when suddenly Venus reenters the ring and steamrolls them both with big meaty lariats!


Venus is clearly pissed now as she throws all three of her opponents around in anger with a choke toss to Cailin, a big time belly to belly suplex to Skye and finally an attempted buckle bomb to Meghan, but Meghan hops out the back and Cailin comes flying in with an Eyes of Texas (sweet chin music) that knocks Venus back into the corner! Cailin starts hammering away Venus while Skye climbs to the outside and then grabs Venus by the head as all three focus the champion and takes off with a tornado reverse DDT (variant on her Haynes DDT) from the top rope! With Venus planted on the mat, Meghan climbs the top turnbuckle looking to dive onto Venus but that’s when Cailin strikes by shoving her off the top turnbuckle all the way out to the floor! Skye sees that Cailin betrayed the temporary alliance and goes for the Chickbuster (Spear), but Cailin sidesteps her and guides her shoulder first straight into the ring post before shovering her the rest of the way out of the ring to the floor!

The audience is booing now as Cailin is left with a hurting Venus and starts tuning up the band in the corner, looking for one more Eyes of Texas (sweet chin music)! Cailin charges looking to end it- but Venus catches her by the foot andVenus shakes her head as Cailin goes wide-eyed! Venus pulls Cailin in and grabs her by the throat, DRILLING her onto the mat with a humongous chokeslam! There is only one thing left to do as Venus pulls Cailin to the nearest corner and dives for a MASSIVE Venus-Bomb (vader bomb) crushing Cailin! 1, 2, 3!


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Tom Hartman: She did it! Venus retained the title! What does this mean now that two of the Rage titles are now leaving to other brands?

Dexter Finch: If one of those Brands is Isaac Brand, then we should be okay because Isaac Brand is now on Rage. Silly Tom. You think what you says matters.

Meghan and Skye both look sick on the outside as Cailin has once again cost them their chance at Rage title gold as Venus celebrates in the ring, but suddenly someone comes flying out from the back with a chair to an uproar from the crowd! Venus turns around and gets a chair assisted Shattered Dollhouse (Codebreaker) courtesy of the one, the only, AMBIANCE!

Tom Hartman: NO! What the hell is Ambiance doing out here!?

The impact of that move crushes Venus so hard that she looks out cold on her feet for a moment before falling like a giant oak tree to the mat! Ambiance starts hammering away at Venus with the chair, but rolls out of the ring as soon as Meghan and Skye charge back in to make the save!

Before anything more can happen, “Cochise” by Audioslave comes over the speakers as out steps Commissioner Darius Jackson! Darius looks unhappy as a he has a microphone in hand.


Darius Jackson: I’m sorry Meghan and Skye, but please clear the ring, because we have another match going on right now.... (Meghan and Skye look on with shock). Please don’t make this harder than it is girls. I’ve discussed this with Benedict Iscariot, the man who runs the background processes of Rage and unfortunately I had to agree with his stance... we’ve already had one title stolen from us and brought to another promotion and we simply can’t risk another. So clear the ring, because now, Venus has another title defense, against Ambiance! Ring the bell....

Darius looks deeply troubled by this as Meghan and Skye march up the ramp and start arguing with him about what he is doing as Ambiance slithers back into the ring and covers Venus! 1, 2, 3-NO! Venus still gets the shoulder up and the crowd can’t believe it! This makes things even harder for Darius as he trembles and pulls the mic to his lips again!

Darius Jackson: And ref... this match is under no disqualifications....

With that, Ambiance slides out of the ring and brings the chair back in, looking to bash Venus over the head with it when Venus lurches forward and punches it straight out of Ambiance’s hands! Venus grabs Ambiance by the throat with a derranged look in her eyes with every intention of making Ambiance pay for what she has just done- but that ends when Alexis Durden and Malika Flores Chen- battered and bruised from god knows what happened during their backstage brawl with Sisters of Salvation- fly out from the crowd and star hammering away at Venus with everything they have!

Meghan Cross and Skye Haynes are still trying to talk sense into Darius, but he shakes his head in disappointment with what he just had to do, saying his decision is final and then exits to the back! But not before Meghan and Skye state that they are “taking matters into [their] own hands!” and rush down to the ring!


The Anti Diva Movement hoists Venus up on her knees as Ambiance looks to try to hit another Shattered Dollhouse (codebreaker), but suddenly Meghan and Skye rush the ring and tackle Ambiance to the mat! Alexis and Malika drop Venus and go brawling with Meghan and Skye, the four of them clearing the ring and leaving only Ambiance and Venus! Ambiance goes to the upper left buckle and exposes the metal on the top buckle with the intention of slamming Venus’ face into it! Ambiance then again goes on the attack, but Venus stops her in her tracks with a big boot and a mighty roar that gets the crowd fired up! Venus starts throwing Ambiance around and then DRILLS Ambiance with a succession of three powerbombs when Ambiance goes for a hurricanrana! This leaves Venus huffing in exhaustion as she goes up top and starts bouncing on the ropes for one more Venus Bomb (vader bomb), but Ambiance gets to her feet and hits a low upper cut to the nether regions and then pulls an impressive feet of strength by pulling Venus off the turnbuckle and finishing Venus with the Mirror's Edge(Widow's Peak) that causes Venus to bounce face first against the exposed metal top turnbuckle, practically unconscious! Ambiance maneuvers her way around and uses whatever leverage she can muster to turn Venus onto her back, as she goes for the pin! 1, 2, 3!

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Tom Hartman: I can’t believe it! Venus was screwed! What is Darius thinking?!

Dexter Finch: Screwed sideways with a crooked baseball bat Tom!

Alexis and Malika roll back into the ring, having put down Meghan and Skye temporarily outside the ring and join Ambiance as she kneels with her newly won title over the fallen Venus as the crowd showers ADM with boos! Ambiance calls for the mic.

Ambiance: And at the end of the night, the Anti Diva Movement has all the f*cking gold! And guess what? THAT is F*CKING DELICIOUS!! HAHAHAHAHA!

Ambiance unleashes a wicked laugh as the ADM poses over Venus, the Rage Women’s title and EWS Women’s Tag Titles in hand.



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We open with a shot of the cheesy grin of one “Kumquat Kid” Ryan Lewis, to thunderous applause. Ryan is clad in a green Legend Of Zelda t-shirt and matching fleece pajama pants, as he kicks his feet into the air with a pair of Homer Simpson slippers, sitting on a cafeteria table next to his pal, the midget and mascot, Little Quat, who is scribbling something on a folded piece of construction paper.

Kumquat Kid: “So, did you finish that card for ol’ Super Shredder?”

Little Quat nods, saying something in gibberish.

Kumquat Kid: “Awesome, let’s hear it.”

Little Quat stands up on the table, clearing his throat, rattling off something in gibberish with different tones in his voice, as Ryan nods along, listening intently. Little Quat then bows as Ryan claps loudly for his little friend. Ryan feigns wiping a tear from his eye.

Kumquat Kid: “That was beautiful, little guy. The way you worked in him being snubbed out of the next Magic Mike movie, then comparing Steve Corman's career to a fart in church, just, I’m just speechless. Beautiful. Did you underline the part about him sucking eggs three times like I told you?”

Little Quat nods as the crowd laughs.

Kumquat Kid: “Good, good. You can never be too honest in a homemade card. You know something, Little Quat, I smell something in the air, and it doesn’t smell good.”

Little Quat actually sniffs his arm pits and even checks inside his sweatpants.

Kumquat Kid: “No, no, no. It’s not you, little guy. The little Asian guy at the store told me as long as I don’t feed you after midnight, you’ll smell just fine. It’s seriousness, there’s too much of it here in EWS, don’t you think?”

Little Quat nods emphatically as Ryan picks him up, putting him down onto the ground.

Kumquat Kid: “I knew I wasn’t the only one who smelled it. But what are we going to do about it?”

Little Quat makes a motion like an accordion.

Kumquat Kid: “No, no, no, a Darkness polka band concert isn’t going to solve this. I do love a good Darkness polka concert though.”

Little Quat makes a motion of a title belt around his waist.

Kumquat Kid: “The Discount Double Check Guy? I hear he’s only effective if you stomp on his ankle, and I don’t want to do that, I’ll be suspended for a day before just paying a fine and pretending like it never happened. Too messy.”

Little Quat then points off camera, jumping up and down. Ryan turns, his eyes wide with excitement.

Kumquat Kid: “Of course! Little Quat, you’re a genius!”

The camera swings to see a most unusual group of goofy looking people including his best friend Dunk, two pastry themed super heroes, a guy that looks like Raiden from Mortal Kombat, a janitor that seems to be spontaneously setting up a lemonaid stand, Jobber-Zilla (formerly Nakagainan Zilla), a very large breasted woman and two robots that resemble the robots from Mystery Science Theater 3000, among other oddities. They all shout "SURPRISE!" as balloons and streamers rain down like it is a birthday party and Kumquat Kid gleefully continues.

Kumquat Kid: Meet the Kumquats of ACME! We are here to fight for justice, honor and pretzel dogs everywhere! So look out Rage! We're back baby!

Kumquat Kid leaps at the Kumquats of Acme as they start crowd surfing him along, having introduced the return of his kooky band of goofballs.

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***VIGNETTE***
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We open in what appears to be an abandoned warehouse. Littered around the place are parts of all kind for what seem to be computers that are obsolete by today’s standards, not your thin, stylish laptops or tablets, but these bulky, boxy machines by Apple and IBM among others. We see one, lying down, removed from the stacks of countless others.

It suddenly flickers to life as green text slowly forms on the screen, a voice, similar to the one from the 1980’s flick “War Games” quotes the same film..

SHALL WE PLAY A GAME?

The shaded green cursor just sits there, almost waiting for a response, before it buzzes, flickers, and shuts off. We then hear a siren, in the distance at first, but growing in sound, as a female voice cuts over the silence of this barren wasteland of unwanted electronics. It’s monotone and to the point.

SOVEREIGN SYSTEMS..ONLINE.

Along with the sirens, all sorts of electronic sounds from the past are heard, from the boop of the Simon handheld game, the bing of an Nintendo Gameboy, and the loud whir of dial up service for America Online. As our ears listen to this, we almost don’t see this large metallic hand come swooping into the scene, covering our sight and cutting it to static..

An ominous tone, the sound of a futuristic battlefield, almost like out of Terminator. We hear that monotone female voice again, but it cracks and is distorted as it once again tells us while the words form:


SOVEREIGN SYSTEMS..ONLINE.

Another ominous boom, then a cut once again to static.


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MAIN EVENT – Non-Title Match
DDV vs. Aeolus Wrath
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"Do What You Want To Do" by Adema begins as out marches Aeolus Wrath in his trademark windbreaker as the fans are at a mix of boos and cheers for the first ever Rage match for the 400+ day former Las Vegas Fury champion!

Tom Hartman: Aeolus Wrath was the first of the big time trades that was made last months, coming from Fury, this man was the talk of EWS last year when he ended Van Wyld’s career and joined Steve Corman. After an unprecedented 400 day Fury title reign, he has finally come to Rage and set his sights on the Rage title. In a way, Aeolus Wrath vs. DDV is really a dream match.

“How do you like me now?”

“Boom by P.O.D. rings out as out steps the Rage champion DDV... though his ribs are bandaged up as it would appear that Hominick bruised them at the top of the show. It is clearly bothering him, but he attempts to fight through it as he walks down to the ring and confronts Aeolus Wrath and the fans are going crazy!

Wrath and DDV share an intense few moments trash talking in the center of the ring when the ref calls for the bell and this thing is under way! Wrath draws the ire of the crowd quickly by backing up into the ropes several times right off the bat and rolling out of the ring, forcing DDV to back off of him as the crowd boos. The referee tries to get DDV to back off when Wrath tries to take advantage of the distraction with a flying forearm shot, but DDV and counters with the Breathless’ (Fireman's carry double knee Gutbuster) that causes Wrath to roll to the outside again berating the audience who is booing the hell out of him for his seemingly cowardly antics!


Dexter Finch: Why won’t he get in the ring? Is Wrath scared? Or maybe he just learned that the ring is haunted by a ghost! I don’t want to be here if the ring is haunted!

Tom Hartman: Did you forget to take your anxiety meds this morning Dex? At first glance, I’d say Wrath looks like a coward, but then again, he didn’t become get a year long run with the Fury title by just running away....

DDV is getting pissed as Wrath takes his time getting back in the ring only to roll out again, again berating the crowd on the north side of the ring but when he turns around he gets BLASTED into the barricade by a frustrated DDV courtesy of suicide elbow strike! DDV starts pounding the living hell out of Wrath on the outside and then tries to drag him back to the ring only for shove him into the corner post near the announce tables (the shattered one included). The both of them fight on the outside for several more long as they whip each other into the stairs and slam faces into the apron and announce table (Wrath even gets an illegal camera wire choke on DDV briefly), but the exchange ends when again DDV gets the upper hand when Wrath attempts to put DDV through the English commentary table only for DDV Boston Bully (Top Rope Avalanche Bulldog) off the table to the floor!

The crowd is loving this as DDV rolls back into the ring at the count of 8 and recovers, but before he can retrieve Wrath himself, Wrath staggers back to his feet on the outside with a furious look on his face as he grabs a chair and slides into the ring! Wrath is looking to bash DDV over the head with it, but the referee gets in his way and takes the chair from him. What the ref doesn’t realize is that was only a distraction that allows Wrath to punt kick DDV straight in the groin to a loud round of boos!

Wrath goes on a whirlwind assault after this, hitting DDV with the Your Anti-Christ (springboard roundhouse kick), a scissors kick, and a flipping leg drop as he then transitions into mounted punches before rolling DDV into a triangle choke. Wrath mercilessly yanks on the hold, but eventually DDV muscles to his feet and DRILLS Wrath with the Strong Bomb (Sheer drop Powerbomb + jackknife cover) for a close 2 count! DDV goes for a Boston Strongarm lariat, but Wrath pulls the ropes down on him. DDV lands on the apron and climbs the turnbuckle behind Wrath’s back, launching at him and nailing Wrath with a beautiful diving missle dropkick right on the button! DDV is on a roll now as follows Wrath across the the opposite turnbuckle with a running corner shoulder thrust and then pulls Wrath out into a brain buster position, but Wrath slips out the back, runs the ropes and flies for a top speed crossbody- but DDV catches him and rolls through with the momentum tossing Wrath over the ropes with a fallaway slam! Wrath however catches the ropes and lands on the apron! Wrath thinks he is safe for a moment but when he turns to the ring, DDV is already flying at him and connects with a Boston Strong Shot' (Running single leg dropkick/Sick kick) that sends Wrath flying backwards all the way to the ramp!

This contest is getting more a more violent by the moment the DDV tries to get Wrath back into the ring once again, only for him and Wrath to start brawling their ways up the ramp! DDV dodges The Oppression (running knee strike) set to bash him into the barricade on the ramp head first and turns it into a backdrop lift backbreaker modified to drop Wrath across the barricade back first! DDV repositions Wrath on the barricade stomach first, and calls out to the audience who wants to see him destroy Wrath! DDV comes running down the ramp at top speed looking for one of the most DEVASTATING knee tremblers imaginable- but he misses as Wrath slips off the barricade into the audience at the last second! When DDV realizes what is going on, Wrath has already climbed onto the barricade and dives at DDV for a beautifully executed flying head scissors that whips DDV into the barricade! With that, Wrath runs with a furious scream and RAMS his knee into DDV’s head for a knee trembler that slams DDV’s head into the barricade and drops the champion limp! To make matters worse, Wrath positions DDV for a barricade hung DDT and with a sick smile, DRIVES DDV face first into the ramp as the champ looks out cold!


Crowd: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!

Tom Hartman: Good God Wrath has laid out the champion! DDV might have a concussion or any number of injuries!

Dexter Finch: Not to mention the fact that Wrath messed up his hair! If Mikey Mitchell has taught us anything, that is as bad as a low blow Tom!

Wrath staggers back to the ring as the ref’s count reaches ‘7‘, content to let this one end on a countout, but the crowd COMES ALIVE when DDV, now bleeding a bit from the forehead, shoves his way past the medics that have come out to attend to him and stumbles back to the ring! Wrath is looking even more pissed off now that DDV didn’t stay down after everything and pounces back on DDV as soon as DDV slides into the ring at the count of ‘9‘! Wrath pulls DDV into position for the Son Of Silence (Canadian Destroyer) but DDV counters out with a big back body drop! Wrath is punch drunk as DDV slows him every time he gets to his feet with a belly to belly suplex, german suplex, tilt a whirl back breaker and then runs the ropes flattening the stunned Wrath with a Boston Strongarm lariat! DDV goes for the cover, but Wrath gets the shoulder up just before 3!

The audience is loving this exhilerating contest as DDV measures up Wrath for the Dragons Flight (Rolling Release Dragon Suplex), locking his arms around Wrath’s neck , but somehow Wrath counters out and goes for a midair AeoShocker (Top rope RKO) only for DDV to shove him away! Wrath runs the ropes and catches DDV with a knee to the gut and then goes for a scissors kick- but that would prove to be a costly mistake as DDV catches him and seamlessly locks in the Boston Stronghold (Elevated Cloverleaf Stretch Muffler) as the fans ROAR in approval!


Tom Hartman: Boston Stronghold and it’s locked in deep! Wrath might have to tap!

Dexter Finch: Don’t look now but here comes trouble with a capital “TROUB”!

And with that Josh Hominick jumps the barricade and spears the hell out of DDV, causing the disqualification and leaving Wrath in a heap!

Tom Hartman: How did Hominick get back into the arena? I thought Darius through him out earlier! Wait a minute... I’m getting word that Benedict Iscariot authorized his return to the arena! What will Darius Jackson have to say about that?

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Hominick targets DDV’s injured ribs with everything he can- until DDV starts fighting back! DDV battles back with punches to Hominick and looks to hit the The DDV Driver (Snapmare Driver) but gets superkicked by Wrath! With that, Wrath and Hominick form a temporary alliance as they beat the living hell out of DDV in the center of the ring until....



and a familiar figure steps out onto the ramp way as the crowd is in an UPROAR over....


Tom Hartman: THE NOTCH IS HERE!

Dexter Finch: HOLY FUTURE HALL OF FAMER IN THE MAKING BATMAN! I remember this guy from when I was a kid!

Notch enters at the stage and locks a laser-like focus on the ring, sliding in and taking it to Hominick and Wrath showing that he’s still as tough as ever! The 2-on-1 eventually catches up to him though... that is until DDV reenters the equation as clotheslines Hominick over the ropes to the floor! Wrath looks to blindside DDV with a roundhouse kick, but that’s when the Notch flies in and drives him into the mat with a two handed bulldog as he gets a crazy look in his eyes and looks out to the cheering crowd! And just like that, he starts shuffling around in a frenzy before dropping on Wrath for the The West Sider (S2H style bulldog followed by The Worm and a legdrop)! With that Notch and DDV double clothesline Wrath over the ropes to the floor!

The show ends with Notch and DDV climbing the turnbuckles vitoriously, sending a message to Hominick and Wrath out on the ramp as we fade to black.


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