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| Rage #30; 2.20.15 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 25 2015, 12:17 AM (309 Views) | |
| Brutalikus | Feb 25 2015, 12:17 AM Post #1 |
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The Unremarkable
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EWS.COM EXCLUSIVE MATCHES AUB vs. ??? AUB came out to the ring with Freeman and Miss Jessie Rae, but before the match, he spoke about how he was insulted by the treatment he has received on Rage in his syrupy southern accent. He also spoke about how his former stablemate Charles Williams turned his back on him last week and how Ambrose personally would be responsible for eliminating him in the St. Louis Rumble match and then he would go on to win the whole thing. Ambrose demanded satisfaction and promised that his opponent would feel the extent of his wrath. Cue "Personal Jesus" by Lollipop Lust Kill as the live crowd was treated to a surprise appearance by the most recent signee to Rage, “The Canadian Archangel” Brandon Gabriel. Ambrose started the match by saying that “The True Gentleman of Fortune” was far above the likes of competing with some indie garbage like Gabriel, who came in with a nice following from his days in GHWA. Ambrose even offered to pay Gabriel to get out of ‘his’ ring... and Gabriel takes the money...- then kicks Ambrose and drills him with a snap DDT! Gabriel shoves the wad of cash in Ambrose’s mouth before AUB rolls to the outside of the ring to recover in an absolute fit over the way Gabriel treated him! AUB barked about demanding satisfaction and slide back into the ring as him and Gabriel would engage in a hard-hitting affair that saw the pace reach a slower, more methodical pace and old school powerhouse wrestling when AUB was in control and a fast pace serious of technical and flying moves when Gabriel was in control. The pivotal moment was when Gabriel went for a springboard crossbody forearm and was smashed out of the air with the Whistlin' Dixie (Clothesline from Hell) that dropped Gabriel in a heap for the 1, 2, 3-NO! Gabriel got his feet on the ropes and Ambrose was livid! Ambrose argued with the ref and the distraction allowed Freeman to run interferance, but Gabriel caught him and drilled him with the The Archangel's Vengeance (Fallaway Slam swung out into a GO 2 SLEEP) and just when it was looking like Gabriel was about to come back and win it, Miss Jessie Rae clocked him in the back of the head with AUB’s titanium cane which stumbled him to the center of the ring on one knee as AUB seized the opportunity by nailing the Dixie Discomfort (Mr. Wrestling II-style running knee lift) for the 1, 2, 3! Spoiler: click to toggle Ambrose left to a hail of boos while the ref checked on Gabriel, who luckily didn’t appear to be concussed but was bleeding a bit from the back of the head. Gabriel glared at Ambrose as the show gets ready to go on the air. -------------------------------- Non Title Match: Ambiance vs. Gemini - Ambiance came out to the ring without the rest of ADM, boasting that this match would be over before they could do anything anyways. Gemini (accompanied by Blaze)came out to a great pop from the crowd . The far more experienced Rage Women’s champion Ambiance controlled much of the match with her style of brawling that is anything but pretty, but Gemini also managed to surprise her with several out of nowhere near falls and excellent flying moves. Ambiance grew annoyed with Gemini’s playful taunting at one point and went for a tiltawhirl backbreaker that Gemini somehow countered midair into the Oh Shit! (Extreme tiltawhirl headscissors) that sent Ambiance rolling out of the ring. Gemini climbed the top turnbuckle, looking to dive, but got distracted when Malika Flores Chen and Alexis Durden came out of the crowd and attacked Blaze with a chair. Ambiance climbed up onto the apron and tripped Gemini on the turnbuckle, pulling her off the buckle in position for the EuroThunder (Rikishi Driver) and DRILLING Gem hard on the apron headfirst! Gem rolls to the floor and starts to convulse on the floor as Ambiance then rolls her back into the ring and goes for the pin... 1, 2, 3-NO! Gemini kicks out! Somehow, Gemini comes to and tackles Ambiance as they start to brawl viciously, Ambiance having unintentionally forced Gemini’s second personality, Dark Gem, to come out! Dark Gem continued to surprise Ambiance with how hard her kicks and punches were, knocking the champion loopy with a a big time round house that knocked her out on her feet and then planting Ambiance with the Mind Snap (tiltawhirl DDT)! Gemini went to cover, but decided against it noticing that Blaze was in trouble and then dove over the ropes taking out Alexis and Malika with a corkscrew plancha. After making sure Blaze was okay, Dark Gem climbed the top turnbuckle looking to dive at Ambiance with a crossbody only to get caught out of the air with the Shattered Dollhouse (codebreaker) by Ambiance! Ambiance covered... 1, 2, 3! Spoiler: click to toggle Gemini started to convulse again in the center of the ring from the damage sustained to her head (indicating another personality switch) while Blaze checked on her. The ADM walked to the back victorious. ============================================================= |
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| Brutalikus | Mar 2 2015, 01:28 AM Post #2 |
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The Unremarkable
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Live from St. Louis, Missouri.Friday, February 20th 2015 ---------------------------------- The show opened with fireworks, smoke and a light display set to the tune of "Black Dragon" by The Vines. We open in the office of Darius Jackson, the Rage Commissioner looking over some paperwork. He puts out a call on a walkie to someone asking, "Has anyone seen Mr. Iscariot tonight? I really need to have a talk with him..." when barging into his office is none other than Alex Hawke to a chorus of boos. The masked man is seething, his fists clenched. Alex Hawke: “I demand to know why you ignored me last week, Jackson! I’m not the kind of person who likes to be ignored!” Darius Jackson: “Ignored? Oh I wouldn’t worry about that, because when you did what you did during the main event, you made damn sure you’ll never be ignored again.” Alex Hawke: “Excellent.” Darius Jackson: “Because all you did was piss me off!” The crowd roars as Hawke gives Darius a scowl from under his mask. Darius Jackson: “And people who piss me off, people that want a fight, well, they get EXACTLY what they want. You wanna fight, tough guy? Well you’ll get to do just that, when you take on the man that you recently tore the house down with on EWS.com, Issac Brand! Alex Hawke: Isaac Brand?! Here I went out there and gave your show an ending two weeks ago that people will be talking about for months and this is the thanks I get?! You talk out of one side of your mouth about how you want this roster to go out there and compete to the best of their abilities to give those ingrates in the audience a good show and then when REAL stars like me give you exactly what you want, you immediately start to talk about how you're going to punish them! You know what I think? Rage was better off in the hands of Steve Corman than it is with you! At least Corman was honest about his corruption, but you.... you favor your hand picked champions like DDV, the Kumquat Kid and Billy Shaw. You put them on a pedestal where they can do ANYTHING they want and they'll get away with it. Then you brand visionaries like myself as troublemakers and just wait for an excuse to punish or fire us! You push your hand picked champions to the moon, giving them all the opportunities and all the spotlights! Be honest Jackson.... you act like the honorable sheriff in town, but what makes you any different than a corrupt dictator?! Darius is momentarily left speechless by these accusations, stumbling as he attempts to find a response. Darius Jackson: ...We'll talk about this later Hawke... for now, you have a match to get ready for. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to find Mr. Iscariot to discuss important matters, so shut the door on your way out, playa!” Jackson exits, leaving a seething Hawke still in the room. Alex Hawke: “You’re going to pay for your insolence, Jackson. You’re going to pay dearly.” The camera closes in on the scowl of Hawke before returning to ringside. _____________________________ ***SCENE RETURNS TO RINGSIDE*** _____________________________ MATCH 1 – Serenity Heights vs. Mackenzie Reigns _____________________________ Tom Hartman: Welcome to the 30th episode of Friday Night Rage everybody! We just witnessed an intense encounter between Alex Hawke and Darius Jackson, but more on that later. Now it’s time to kick things off with a little action from two of our newest additions to the roster to strut their stuff as we’ve got “The Prissy Primadonna" Mackenxie Reigns taking on “The Indy Scene Queen” Serenity Heights! Dexter Finch: Where is Mr. Iscariot anyways? And better yet, why doesn’t he ever show his face? He must be really really ugly. “We R Who R We R” by Chunk! No Captain Chunk! ushers in Mackenzie Reigns followed by the reluctant Carrie Rae Battles. Mackenzie continues to manipulate Carrie into thinking that she is her friend while making fun of her behind her back. “Die and Rise" by Lacuna Coil kicks over the speakers to a nice ovation for the energetic Serenity Heights who comes down to the ring interacting with the crowd accompanied by Blaze and Gemini who are here to make sure Mackenzie doesn’t pull anything sneaky. The bell rings and we are off as the girls go into a tie up that Serenity clearly wins by pushing Mackenzie around the ring and into the corner and then scream, claiming that Serenity raked her eyes, forcing the ref to issue a warning to Serenity. The ref gets Serenity to back off and Mackenzie goes for a sneak attack thez press, only for Serenity to monkey flip her away and then take her down with a series of armdrags eventually rolled into an armbar. Mackenzie rolls out of it and attempts to hit Serenity with a buzzsaw kick to the face, but Serenity again catches her offguard and sweeps her leg into an STF as Mackenzie starts kicking and screaming! Mackenzie actually bites Serenity’s arm to get out of it while the ref’s isn’t looking and then rolls out of it, planting a dropkick between Serenity’s eyes that rolls Serenity to the outside of the ring into the waiting arms of Blaze and Gemini. While this is going on Mackenzie plays to the audience in a completely superficial bitch sort of way, igniting their hatred for her already. Serenity goes to roll back into the ring and Mackenzie immediately leaps on her with stomps, elbow drops and anything else she can muster until Serenity trips her and catapults her over the ropes to the floor right in front of the Daughters of Darkness. Gemini gets right in Mackenzie’s face talking trash about how they are going to kick her ass if she tries to cheat again and Mackenzie shouts, “Carrie Rae! Get over here and help me you oaf!”, which triggers a heated argument at ringside where Gemini and Mackenzie both plead for the kind-hearted Carrie Rae Battles to listen to them. Mackenzie claims that she is the only friend Carrie Rae can truly count on since they’ve been friends for a long time while Gemini points out how abusive Mackenzie is and how a true friend wouldn’t treat her like that. While this argument is going on, Serenity gets a running start and vaults over the top rope with a crossbody that takes Mackenzie out on the floor while Carrie Rae wrestles with the moral dillema of whether or not she should help her “friend” Mackenzie! Tom Hartman: Things are getting rather tense out here as Mackenzie continues to lay her verbal abuse on poor Carrie Rae Battles. It never ceases to disgust me how callous some human beings can truly be. Dexter Finch: Carrie Rae is kinda chubby, but in a loveable Porky Pig sort of way. Serenity rolls Mackenzie into the ring and speeds up the contest with an irish whip into the corner followed by corner avalanche and then runs the ropes and takes Mackenzie down with a high velocity Indy Skyline (Spinning sitout sleeper slam) that almost makes them float through the air with how fast it happens! Serenity calls for the top turnbuckle and climbs to the top, only for Mackenzie to slam down on the ropes, crotching her on the turnbuckle. Mackenzie climbs up the turnbuckle, playing to the crowd like she is the most ravishing athlete they have ever seen to draw their ire and then goes for an avalanche gutwrench suplex countered midair into a hurricanrana that twists Mackenzie all the way around and whips her to the mat HARD! Mackenzie is knocked loopy as Serenity grabs her for a jumping DDT flowed smoothly into a guilontine choke with body scissors as Mackenzie struggles for air! Meanwhile on the outside, Carrie Rae Battles is looking conflicted, debating as to whether she should get in their and help her old “friend”! The crowd is pleading with Carrie Rae not to do anything when she swallows hard and climbs up onto the apron briefly looking to interfere on Mackenzie’s behalf- but instead she slides off the apron moments later, shaking her head as if she is disappointed with herself- but that rather clumsy act still catches the eye of the referee who goes to make sure Carrie isn’t going to do anything- only to miss Mackenzie Reigns tapping out right behind him! Blaze and Gemini are trying to get the ref to turn around, but its too late as Serenity breaks the hold to get the referee’s attention. Meanwhile, Mackenzie rolls to the outside of the ring and begins screeching at Carrie Rae “Why didn’t you help me!?” Carrie Rae tries to plead her case but Mackenzie continues to bully her until Blaze and Gemini approach Mackenzie who quickly slides back in the ring to escape! The ref goes to admonish Blaze and Gemini, thinking that they were about to attack Mackenzie, while right behind him, Serenity goes for the Boomstick (Scissors kick) but gets sprayed in the eyes by a small bottle of what looks to be hair spray that Mackenzie retrieves from her bra and quickly disposes of! Mackenzie rolls the blinded Serenity into a small package with the tights hooked as the ref turns back around for the 1, 2, 3! Spoiler: click to toggle The crowd boos the living hell out of this development as Mackenzie rolls out of the ring and beckons for Carrie Rae to follow her like a dog. Carrie Rae sadly glances at Blaze and Gemini who tell her not to do it before reluctantly following Mackenzie up the ramp. _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open with a shot of the cold, disdainful look of one Chris Evens, as the camera pans to the nearby Joey Parker, both men getting some serious heat as Joey Parker motions to Evens as he speaks. Joey Parker: “Nobody in EWS believed me when I said that the very foundation of this great company would be shook by the arrival of Chris Evens. Nobody believed me when I said that everything you knew was wrong and that everything you knew and held dear would be changed forever. Nobody believed me, so my associate here, Chris Evens had to do the unthinkable, he had to mercilessly make an example out of one of your favorites. He had to take that pesky little goofball, The Kumquat Kid, and nearly break his neck for you to even give him the time of day. Tell me, people of EWS..do we have your attention now?” Chris Evens puts a hand on the shoulder of Joey Parker, his low and ominous voice speaking forth. Chris Evens: “This is only the first beginning of so many ends.” Joey Parker: “Chris Evens is a force to be reckoned with, and if you keep foolishly handing us your favorite little toys that you like to cheer for and respect while refusing to respect us, well, then I guess my friend Chris here is going to have to keep breaking your toys, now isn’t he?” With a laugh, Parker walks away, Evens following close behind as we return ringside. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ MATCH 2 – Non Title Match US Air Force vs. Tokyo Drift _____________________________ The "Blazin" theme kicks in as all three members of the new Tokyo Drift (Kaz, Yoshi, Togo) bound out to the ramp, Yoshi and Kaz spinning around with Togo raising his fists in the middle, striking a pose as pyrotechnics go off. All three run to the ring and start playing to the crowd, motioning that the belts will soon be theirs! Tom Hartman: This is one that has been brewing for a long while folks. A few weeks ago, Tokyo Drift defeated their long time rivals, US Air Force, decisively having fallen just short of the tag titles the night that US Air Force won them a few months ago. Tonight, Tokyo Drift has one more go at the tag team champions and we have been informed that if Tokyo Drift wins, they will receive a Rage Tag Title shot at Gateway V in a few weeks. Dexter Finch: But wait, is US Air Force even the champions anymore? I thought Deacon said that Mr. Iscariot gave them permission to use the freebird rule to defend the titles. All these guys using the freebird rule is making my brain hurt.... “Hell March 3“ starts as out come the Rage Tag champions, US Air Force, but Jason White appears to be yelling on his way out as Deacon Black and Komodo insist on following them despite White and Shaw not wanting them out there. Jason White and Randy Shaw enter the ring and get ready for their match while the three New Tokyo Drift members discuss which 2 of the 3 are going to participate in the match- but they are all suddenly cut off as Deacon Black gets on the microphone! Deacon Black: Hold on just a moment! I thought we discussed this two weeks ago, but perhaps you need me to reiterate- I WILL NOT tolerate Randy Shaw participating in any Rage tag title defenses until he he proves that he is worthy of my employment (the crowd boos this, having taken a liking the Randy while White is furious)! Hold on Jason... while you have also proven a valuable asset at times, your anger concerns me, therefor I am invoking the freebird rule once again to place myself and Komodo in this match in your stead! Tom Hartman: What the hell is this?! How is Deacon going to just usurp US Air Force’s tag titles like this?! The ref tries to usher White and Shaw out of the ring as they argue with Deacon feverishly and just when it appears that a fight is about to break out, Tokyo Drift flies in and starts an all-out brawl! Yoshi crossbodies both Jason and Randy over the ropes to the floor in a heap while Togo and Kaz slam hard kicks into Deacon and Komodo in the upper left corner until Komodo shoves Kaz halfway across the ring and goes for an early Thug 4 Hire (chokebuster) on Togo, only for Togo to counter into a beautiful flying armbar! Togo wrenches on the hold, but Deacon sneaks out of the ring and pulls Komodo’s foot to the ropes to force the rope break! Eventually Yoshi and US Air Force start pacing around on the outside while Togo works over the much thicker Komodo with several sharp kicks, but Komodo explodes at him with an STO. Komodo starts to whip Togo around the ring, sandwhiching him in one of the corners and then biel throwing him to the center of the ring. He goes to grab Togo, but Togo fights out with a spinning back kick, a spinning leg sweep and then runs the ropes for a nicely executed running 450 splash for a quick two count. Togo tags in Kaz as they start working like a well oiled machine as Kaz locks Komodo in a full nelson and Togo superkicks Komodo all the way over in a dragon suplex! Meanwhile, Deacon is spending more time arguing wiht USAF than he is paying attention to the match! Tom Hartman: Deacon needs to get his head into the game or- Dexter Finch: - Superkick city baby! Togo superkicks Deacon off the apron as his back is turned to them as Deacon goes crashing into the barricade! In the ring, Oni and Kaz make a series of tags, using their speed to dodge Komodo’s slow and heavy strikes and hitting him every time his guard is down with pin point accuracy! On the outside, things are getting more and more heated however as USAF surrounds Deacon menacingly, contemplating whether they should help him or attack him as Deacon barks orders at them for them to help him up! What Deacon doesn’t realize is that Togo and Kaz hit an absolute whirlwind of moves in between frequent tags that starts with a roundhouse kick from Togo into Kaz’s arms for a scoop powerslam followed into a double suplex, Pumohandle Backbreaker (Kaz) / Flying Leg Drop (Togo), leg sweep (Kaz) and Rainmaker(short arm clothesline from hell) combo with Togo ending as the legal man. Komodo is trying to fight out of it, but it is no use as the two Tokyo Drift members slash him with kicks and chops and when Komodo goes for a heavy desperation lariat, Kaz has it scouted with a Last Dream (Wrist-clutch Olympic slam)! Deacon is trying to get in the ring, only to be blocked off by Us Air Force who pull him away when the ref isn’t looking! Meanwhile, Tokyo Drift hits a modified Limitless Explosion (Wheelbarrow facebuster (Kaz) / corner running Cutter (Togo) combination) as Togo Oni goes for the pin! After the match, Tokyo Drift slides out of the ring to celebrate their official title match coming up, but the even bigger story is that US Air Force slides back into the ring as a furious Deacon Black rips into them for allowing Tokyo Drift to 'steal' a chance at "his" tag titles. Jason White has had enough of Deacon's crap as he argues back and tells him that Deacon didn't do a damn thing to win those titles and he doesn't give a damn if Benedict Iscariot allowed Deacon to use the freebird rule, because the titles belong to the US Air Force, not Deacon. With that, Jason and Randy go to leave the ring when the irate Deacon blurts out "Komodo attack!" and with that, all hell breaks loose as Komodo bodychecks Randy so hard that he tumbles over the ropes to the floor and then starts brawling with Jason White! White actually starts to best the behemoth with his military close quarters training and even sets up for a Texas (bicycle) kick and nails it, however when White turns his attention to Deacon, Deacon levels him with Tag title belt to the face! To further the damage, Deacon hoists him up and drops him with a sick Black Damage (brain buster) on the title belt to a chorus of boos! Deacon and Komodo hoist the titles over their head and Deacon announces that he is kicking the US Air Force out of his freebird tag team! Tom Hartman: I can't believe how low this weasel can sink! He invoked the freebird rule long enough to steal the titles without winning them! That jerk! ... Suddenly “Coshise” hits as Darius Jackson comes onto the stage with a mic right next to all three members of the celebrating Tokyo Drift! Darius Jackson: Woah, woah, woah Deacon, don’t be too hasty now! I was just about to come out here and announce that after a long time coming, Tokyo Drift has officially earner their title shot at Gateway V in a few weeks! But all this in-fighting on your end was a bad move because I am here to also officially announce that that match WILL NOT be a standard tag team match. You’ll have to learn to get along with your associates Jason White and Randy Shaw, Deacon, because the titles will be on the line in a 6-man tag match! So if I were you, I’d start mending the fences quick, holla holla playa! Deacon is furious over this, but as he turns around, he is leveled by a Rage tag title belt to the face from Jason White in retaliation as White and Shaw raise the titles above their heads, the rightful tag team champions! _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open with a shot of Freddy Morris, looking a bit concerned, as a heavily bandaged “Kumquat Kid” Ryan Lewis comes into view. It’s worth noting that there’s about a whole box of Spongebob Squarepants band-aids on his forehead, crutches that look almost too big for him, and a neck brace that looks more like a floatation device found on an airplane than something that actually helps your neck. Ryan grimaces as Freddy leans in to speak. Freddy Morris: “Ryan, are you ok?” Kumquat Kid: “Freddy, I know I look rough, but remember…remember that the Alamo doesn’t have a basement in it.” The crowd laughs. That was a Pee-Wee’s Big Adventure reference for all of you out there in TV land. Freddy Morris: “Umm, okay. I have to say, we all saw that ghastly powerbomb Chris Evens hit on you on the last Rage, and many say it’s lucky your neck wasn’t broken from that.” Ryan nods, then yawns, pulling the huge patch of band-aids from his forehead, removing the neck brace, and doing The Robot with his crutches before tossing them aside. Ryan stretches with a wince then flashes a cheesy smile to the crowd who are happy to see their hero ok. Kumquat Kid: “Good thing I took a whole bottle of Flintstone vitamins. (sings) I’m a Flintstones kid! Ten million strong..and growing!” Yep, yep. That song never gets old. You were saying, Freddy?” Freddy Morris: “Well I think the big question right now is, why would you ask for a match with Chris Evens this week?” Kumquat Kid: “I think the bigger question is why not? Look I’m not a doctor, Freddy, but I did stay at a Hotel Inn last night. I also hold one of the highest scores in Dr. Mario in the Dade City, Florida area. All of this being said, I do know that Chris Evens is just a wee bit too salty for my taste. He could use some vitamin C and possibly sunshine to wipe that permanent scowl off his face. Basic nutrients, Freddy, without them we’d all look like this.” Ryan jerks his thumb back to the Kumquats Of Acme, all standing, looking a bit slanted in their posture. Kumquat Kid: “Tsk, tsk, all of them forgot to drink their V8 today, so now they’re all messed up. Thankfully, I have some in a cooler right here.” Ryan opens a cooler and starts tossing bottles of V8 to his friends. Kumquat Kid: “Chris Evens doesn’t understand the raw power of citrus, the Kumquatian gods who have infused me and my friends with the powers of good, justice, and just a little bit of riboflavin, and it’s that extra bit of riboflavin that’s going to let Chris Evens know you can never keep a good kumquat down! See you around, Freddy!” Ryan motions to his group as they all start dancing and partying it up, Ryan leading the charge.... Freddy Morris seems spooked as teh television monitors behind him start to tweek out with images of static, war, ufos, machinary, etc. as a spooky voice rings out saying, "Sovereign... Systems.... ONLINE!" ... as we return to ringside. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ Edited by Brutalikus, Mar 5 2015, 06:51 PM.
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| Brutalikus | Mar 10 2015, 12:38 AM Post #3 |
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The Unremarkable
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MATCH 3 – Alex Hawke vs. Isaac Brand _____________________________ The opening guitar rift of "Hysteria" by Muse plays as none other than Charles Williams comes out to the commentary table in street clothes, claiming that he is here to play visible distraction to Isaac Brand just like Brand did to him a couple weeks ago. "Trenches" by Pop Evil ushers out Isaac Brand first, his sly and smooth demeanor like a cat burgler preceeding him as he uses his cunning charm to make the ladies in the front row swoon on his way to the ring. “Sometime's You're the Hammer Sometime's You're the Nail” by A Day to Remember starts as the crowd genuinely doesn’t seem to like him, but Hawke of course spouts insults at them back, making it clear that he isn’t here to please them. Hawke slides into the ring and then goes to one of the turnbuckles, further igniting the ire of the crowd before backflipping to the center of the ring with ease to show his athletic abilities and then meeting Brand in the center of the ring as they exchange words.... though Brand can’t shake his suspicion of Charles Williams at ringside. Brand and Hawke circle up and lock up, though Hawke doesn’t hesitate to use dirty tactics like an eye rake and foot stomp to gain the edge, pulling Brand into a hammer lock. Brand realizes quick that two can play at that game by throwing a headbutt backwards to the bridge of Hawke’s nose and pulling him into an olympic slam followed by three successive arm drags into an armlock on the mat. Brand pulls Hawke to his feet to hit a trio of snap suplexes and then goes to slingshot Hawke into the upper right corner, but Hawke lands on the buckle and dives off for an excellently executed hurricanrana into mounted punches! Brand turns him over half way through and starts throwing mounted punches of his own, but Hawke snaps him in a tight triangle hold- but Brand still has plenty of fight in him as he pulls Hawke up in powerbomb position and runs forward, running at the ropes and inadvertantly (probably anyways) dumps Hawke over the ropes in a powerbomb- but Hawke drags him over the ropes to the floor with him with a hurrianrana of sorts that dumps them both out to the floor! Tom Hartman: And there they go spilling out to the floor! Dexter Finch: Kinda like what the St. Louis rumble is going to be like, huh? Why are you out here anyways Charlie? Charles Williams: Don’t call me Charlie you spastic moron! Why do you think I’m out here? Brand has pissed me off in recent weeks and I’m here to declare the world that not only will I be the one winning the St. Louis Rumble, but I will personally throw Brand over the top rope for daring to cross me! Brand and Williams brawl out on the floor, using their cunning use of terrain to launch several attacks using the barricade, stairs, apron and ringposts. Brand slides into the ring to break the count and goes to black out stomp Hawke’s face into the apron, but Hawke dodges and grabs him off of the apron in an electric chair drop and then dumps him over the barricade on the concrete backwards! The ring out count starts again: 1, 2, 3, 4 - Hawke balances himself on the barricade and runs across it flying at Brand for a diving clothesline- caught and thrown further into the audience with a t-bone suplex by Brand! Brand sets Hawke up and slingshots him back over the barricade into the ringside area and then follows him over the commentary tables! 5, 6, 7, 8 - Brand continues to beat Hawke and then rolls him onto the spanish commentary table when Williams suddenly lunges at him for a surprise High Class Strike (superman punch)- but Brand ducks , kicks Williams in the gut and sets up for the Ike Piledriver (double underhook piledriver) out on the floor- only for Hawke to leap off of the table and DRILL Brand on the floor with the Black Arrow (Shooting star DDT)! Tom Hartman: OH MY GOD! BLACK ARROW! BLACK ARROW! Dexter Finch: What the hell is Charlie doing?! This isn’t his match! The ref warns Charles Williams about his attempts to interfere, claiming next time it is an instant DQ as Hawke rolls the dead weight of Brand into the ring and goes for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Three-NO! Brand gets the shoulder up on instinct alone! Tom Hartman: I can’t believe Brand kicked out after that sick finisher on the floor... He’s got a far away look in his eyes and he very well probably just suffered a concussion. Charles Williams: (panting) That’s exactly what that cretin deserves! He had better hope he isn’t cleared to compete in the St. Louis Rumble because if he does, I’ll make sure to finish the job! Brand attempts to fight back, but he doesn’t seem like he knows where he is. The ref tries to call medics down but Brand refuses to let him and neither will Hawke as Hawke goes for the kill by hitting a stalling brainbuster and setting up for a Randy Orton-esque punt to the face, but suddenly Brand catches him mid run with a desperation lariat that turns him inside out! The crowd is cheering Brand on as he staggers to his feet and ducks a clothesline from Hawke, throwing him with a german suplex that sends him rolling to one of the corners as Brand runs in for a corner dropkick at high impact! Brand is looking to finish it with the Branded (flipping killswitch) but Hawke grabs the ref by the collar and pulls him into the path, causing Brand to stop in his tracks! Hawke keeps the ref distracted while Williams slides in the ring and BLASTS Brand between the eyes with a High Class Strike (superman punch)! Williams quickly slides out of the ring as Hawke runs in and snaps a sick looking superkick off Brand’s head and locks him in the Kill Command (Cloverleaf)! Brand tries to fight, but he is dead center in the ring and has no choice but to tap out! Spoiler: click to toggle Williams walks up the ramp with a smug smirk on his face to the back while Hawke grabs a microphone and a chair and stands over the fallen Brand. Alex Hawke: Darius Jackson! I hope you are watching this right now because I am through playing around! At Gateway V, Alex Hawke is going to win the St. Louis rumble and when I pry the St. Louis Rage title from the cold dead hands of your precious knight DDV or anyone else that happens to get in my way, you will know just what you’ve done by scorning me. And if you need to know just how serious I am.... Hawke then lets loose with sick chair shots to Brand several times and even succeeds in smashing the chair over his head, before security gets involved! Scecurity escorts Hawke out of the arena at the command of Darius Jackson, but not before Darius and Hawke go face to face, the two exchanging intense words before Hawke is escorted away. Tom Hartman: We apologize folks for what just happened to Isaac Brand. Medics are on their way to tend to him as we speak, so hopefully his condition will turn out to be okay. Dexter Finch: It seems like people get hurt on Rage every week now. I should start wearing a helmet... you know, just in case. _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We go backstage where we see Sierra slam her fist down on Darius Jackson’s desk and fold her arms disapprovingly. Sierra Starr: This isn’t right Darius. Without Kendra, you should let us wait. How was I supposed to know she was going to get her arm broken. You have to push this match off and let us have our rematch with ADM later. Darius Jackson: Sierra, I understand why you feel this way, I really do. But, I simply can’t do that. This match was booked well before Kendra’s injury, and I just can’t change that now. You have to find a partner for this match or there’s nothing I can do. Sierra Starr: Oh really? Just find a partner. So we’re just supposed to be the Sister of Salvation 2.0 now. You can’t be serious? Darius Jackson: I am. I can’t postpone a rematch. I can’t even guarantee that ADM would still be the champs by the time Kendra returns from this injury. She’s on the shelf for awhile, and you need to consider someone taking her place for awhile. Sierra Starr: It doesn’t work that way Darius. You, of all people, should know you don’t just replace a best friend like that and keep on fighting. Darius Jackson: Like I said, there’s nothing I can do. Fight this match alone, or get someone to help you. It’s up to you. Sierra rolls her eyes and walks out of the office, almost immediately bumping into Skye Haynes as she walks by. Sierra Starr: Look out, geez! Skye Haynes: Hey, Sierra, listen… I know you have a match tonight against the Anti-Diva girls and I don’t think you should go at it alone. Sierra Starr: Yeah, what do you know? I suppose you think you should be allowed to be my tag partner and take the titles back so you can be a champion. Is that it? Skye Haynes: It’s not like that. But if you go out there alone, you and I both know it will be 3 on 1, not 2 on 1. The Anti-Diva Movement is a dangerous group and the ladies of Rage need to stick together if we are going stop them! I just want to help Sierra. Please. Sierra looks down at Skye for a moment like she’s pondering her statement and then looks up and sighs. Skye smiles at her. Sierra Starr: Thanks for the offer... but I don’t need help. It doesn’t matter what those Anti-Diva idiots throw at me. I can take it. Sierra starts to walk off down the hallway leaving behind Skye, who’s look changes from a smile to real concern for Sierra’s safety. _____________________________ ***ELSEWHERE BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open with a shot of The Notch, signing an autograph for a young fan on a t-shirt. With a smile, The Notch hands the shirt back to the fan, rustles the kid’s hair and gives him a high five before the little guy walks off, so happy, as The Notch laughs, before capping the pen he was using. He turns and is now face to face with the sly smirk of one Aeolus Wrath. Aeolus Wrath: “Aww, an autograph for someone still stupid enough to believe in miracles.” The Notch: “Miracles?” Aeolus Wrath: “Well, I mean if you or that little snot nosed brat think you’ve got a snowball’s chance in hell of winning that St. Louis Rumble then you must really believe in miracles, don’t you? Because that’s what it’s going to take, you overrated fossil!” The Notch’s face is one of intense anger. The Notch: “You think I actually give a shit what you think? You, you’ve made a career out of taking every shortcut you could take, and yeah, there’s no arguing with your success, but I never did it the easy way like you. I did it the way I was brought up to do it, and at the end of the day, I don’t have to pretend I’m in the right. I know I am. I also know that the first chance I get to throw your sorry ass out of that ring, I’m going to do it, and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it!” The crowd pops as Wrath retains his casual smirk. Aeolus Wrath: “Oh boy! That was amazing! That was colossal! That was..pathetic. But that’s what you are these days, even if you’re too stupid and stubborn to admit it. For over 400 days people just like you thought they had the answer to finishing what I built, but few had any idea just how powerful, just how skilled this WRESTLING GOD really is. This isn’t 1997, gramps. This is 2015 and talk is cheap. Time and time again I’ve proven my worth in this sport, and when I toss you out of that ring, shattering another dream you foolishly believed would come true, I’m going to prove how great I am again.” Like last time, it looks like these two are about to throw down, when Darius Jackson intervenes. Darius Jackson: “Woah, woah, woah. Wrath, Notch, hold the phone. You guys want to obliterate one another, that’s fine, but save it for the ring, because at Gateway V, before the St. Louis Rumble match, you two are going to do just that, one on one, and the winner gets the #29 spot in the rumble, while the loser, well, he has the most difficult challenge of all, as he will be the very first entry in the St. Louis Rumble match.” The Notch: “That’s fine by me. But wait, Darius, that still leaves the #30 spot.” Aeolus Wrath: “Yeah, what the hell, Jackson? I want to know who gets #30!” Darius Jackson: “Frankly I'm a little concerned about that myself. Mr. Iscariot left me a message that he had acquired and already distributed the #30 entry without my consent, which is one of the reasons I've been looking for him all night. But that’s not a concern for either one of you. What is would be getting ready for that match, because there’s a lot on the line for both of you, ya feel me?” Wrath, with a look of disdain, flips up his hood and storms off, The Notch looking in Wrath’s direction, then with a nod to Darius exits, Jackson once again left with a smile at the thought of that match before we return ringside. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ MATCH 4 – Chris Evans vs. Kumquat Kid _____________________________ “You're going down” by sick puppies starts to play starts to play as the lights go out and the place turns dark. As we see a man in a lonley white spotlight the other lights start going crazy with blue, red and white lights going crazy. Evans starts to slowly walk down the ring ignoring the crowd that is booing the living hell out of him and his manager Joey Parker. Tom Hartman: For those of you who didn’t catch the sickening display by this young man two weeks ago, Chris Evans made his in-ring debut and attempted to break the Kumquat Kid’s neck with an incredibly dangerous powerbomb piledriver. It is nothing short of a miracle that Ryan Lewis is here tonight and not in a hospital bed, but it is by sheer insanity that he has chosen to go round II with Evans tonight. Dexter Finch: But the Kumquat Kid draws his power from the gods of citrus Tom! He is forever protected from bad health and scurvy. Chris Evans better hope he drank his OJ this morning cause I hear scurvy is no fun. HERE I COME TO SAVE THE DAAAAAY! Orange and green strobe lights flicker and pulse as the “Kumquat Kid” Ryan Lewis playfully bounds down to the ring followed by an army of goofy characters that form the Kumquats of Acme. This army includes his best friend Dunk, Lil Quat, two pastry themed super heroes, a guy dressed like Raiden from Mortal Kombat, a janitor that spontaneously starts building a lemonaid stand, a guy in a godzilla suit, a busty blonde woman, a small rolling stage that includes several muppet-like creatures, a cooky looking scientist guy, two robots that are reminiscent of Mystery Science Theater 3000, a guy dressed as a giant kumquat as well as several more characters resembling video game and 90‘s cartoon characters. KK crew bounds around the ring interacting with the crowd as the lovable goofball makes his way over to the announce tables and even hands Dexter Finch his very own Darth Vader mask! Dexter Finch: Ha! With the Kumquat Kid it’s like Halloween every day! Tom.... I am your father! KK eventually rolls into the ring to face Chris Evans, the young man wearing a perpetual scowl on his face, being clearly unamused by KK’s crew that have surrounded the ring like unofficial lumberjacks. The bell rings as Evans immediately shoots in looking for a double leg takedown and pursues KK around the ring, though KK is using his superior agility to dodge and poke at Evans with stiff kicks to the legs that mostly serves to piss the big man off, though KK, the clever veteran that he is, seems to realize that Evans’ unhinged anger is only proving detrimental so long as he isn’t thinking clearly about how to outfox KK. Evans eventually goes for a big time clothesline in the upper right corner, but misses as KK runs the ropes and blasts him with an explosive front dropkick to the abdomen of Evans that sends him rolling through the ropes to the floor! Joey Parker comes to give him words of encouragement while several of the Kumquats of Acme cheer KK on all around the ring and Evans gets so annoyed with their antics that he forcibly shoves cupcake boy across the floor and straight up punches the godzilla guy across the face! Dexter Finch: .... Wait, did he just punch out Godzilla? Evans turning his focus to bully the KoA only distracts him further as KK runs up the upper right buckle and flies out at Evans for a big time crossbody- but Evans catches him and runs him back first into the corner post hard! Evans whips KK back into the ring and follows him, grabbing him by the hair and whipping him shoulder first into the post shoulder first and then lifting him onto the top turnbuckle, setting KK up for a cross powerbomb! Evans goes to throw KK across the ring when KK counters out into a hurricanrana that whips him across the ring! Evans rolls to the lower right corner as KK flies in with a spinning wheel kick and then pulls Evans straight out of it into a jumping reverse STO followed by Rolling Kumquats (Rolling Thunder senton)! KK is on a roll as Joey Parker gets up onto the apron to protest, but the Kumquats of Acme pull him off the apron and walk him up the ramp and away from the ring to the delight of the crowd! KK is distracted by this however as Evans knocks him over the ropes with a big time big boot! KK rolls out to the floor near the mini muppet-filled stage sitting on the edge of the ramp as Evans follows him and beats him down with clubbing forearms and even a few headbutts as he then lifts KK for a powerbomb through the mini-stage but KK jumps out the back door and shoots a superkick only Evans to catch his foot, pull him in and two-handed chokebomb him through the mini-stage! Muppets are flying everywhere and a couple puppeteers seem to be hurt as KK lays on top of them and the broken remains of the stage! Tom Hartman: Good lord! For the second show in a row, the Kumquat Kid has gone through brutal hell against this monster of a man! Dexter Finch: He just killed Dermit the Toad and Mrs. Hoggy! That bastard! The rest of the Kumquats of Acme surround the scene and try to get in to help KK and the puppeteers, but Evans shoves them aside and whips KK back into the ring, going for a pin! ... One ... Two ... Th-No! KK gets the shoulder up! Evans looks thoroughly pissed by this point as he drags KK up by the hair and goes for a stalling vertical suplex, but KK reverses it into a really cool looking swinging DDT to plant Evans face first on the mat while the jumbo tron starts to spaz out and the lights start flickering! Tom Hartman: Woah, what the hell is going on with the lights?! Dexter Finch: I keep telling commissioner Darius, you’ve got to pay the E-lectric bill! Get it Tom? Cause that’s my catch phrase? E-lectric? KK looks a little weirded out by the lights and tron going haywire, but keeps the match going as he hits the sliced bread #2 on Evans and climbs up the lower right buckle, shouting “Viva La Kumquat” and flying for the Five Alive Frogsplash (5 Star Frogsplash) when the lights cut out completely mid-move! ... SOVEREIGN.... SYSTEMS..... ONLINE! The lights starts to flicker on and off as a mysterious looking figure is in the ring now and can be seen grabbing KK by the throat and hitting a foreward falling chokebomb and then pulling him up again to hit the Singularity (double underhook kneeling facebuster)! When the lights finally flicker back to normal, we see a humanoid who appears to be clad in metallic armor of some sort as Chris Evans comes to, looking like he has seen a ghost while the ref calls for the bell! Dexter Finch: WHAT!?! It’s a robot! Spoiler: click to toggle The ref foolishly moves right past Sovereign who grabs him by the throat and moves in an fashion more like a robot than a human as he whips him clear over the ropes! Several of the Kumquats of Acme rush in the ring to stop Sovereign as he looks to start attack KK again, but Sovereign dismantles each one of them with mean looking martial arts kicks and punches and then stares menacingly at Chris Evans, but Joey Parker rushes down to ringside and urges his client to get the hell out of there! Evans slowly slides out of the ring, not wanting any part of Sovereign as Sovereign turns his attention back to the Kumquat Kid who tries to fight back with kicks and punches, but Sovereign barely reacts to them as he sweeps KK off his feet and stomps straight down on his throat, choking KK for a few seconds and then turning to see more KoA guys flying at him, only to blast Raiden out of the air with a vicious forearm smash and toss godzilla over the ropes with a belly to belly suplex! KK then shoots out of the corner with a superkick that knocks Sovereign to one knee temporarily- but he quickly shrugs it off when KK runs the ropes and goes for a dropkick by running the opposite ropes and colliding with a Hadron Collider (slingshot corkscrew flying kick) that cuts KK out of the air! Sovereign stands over the Kumquat Kid for a moment as the lights then flicker out again. When they return, Sovereign is gone as medics roll down to the ring to check on KK and his entourage! Tom Hartman: I.... I don’t know what we have just witnessed! Conventional logic would suggest that this is a man in a costume, but from the way he is moving and the power that he has displayed, I’m not so sure anymore... _____________________________ ***VIGNETTE*** _____________________________ We open on an oil painting depicting an archangel, perhaps something you’d find in Vatican City or some other holy land. The camera pans out to see Brandon Gabriel, clad in a pair of jeans, black boots, and a matching t-shirt with white angel wings printed on the shoulders of the shirt. Gabriel rubs his hands together, lifting his head and opening his focused eyes to our glance. Brandon Gabriel: “Throughout history, in times of dire need, people would pray for an archangel to come, to bring them not only peace of mind, but the means to an end, something that would turn the tide and make things right.” Gabriel lifts his head up towards the heavens, taking a deep breath, before returning to his focus straight ahead. Brandon Gabriel: “Archangels knew that in order to do what they needed to, in order to complete their mission from God, they would have to do battle, they would have to not only fight evil. They needed to conquer it.” Gabriel pauses and then nods. Brandon Gabriel: “EWS will continue to become a dangerous place and the time will come when the people need an archangel to set things right and give them peace in their hearts. At the St. Louis Rumble, I will debut and face the evils of Rage, and who knows, maybe I will turn the tide. Maybe I will do what needs to be done to keep peace where there is unrest. I am Brandon Gabriel, The Canadian Archangel, and there’s only one thing I’ve ever been taught that’s worth a damn, and that’s to fight, until there’s nothing left in me to give.” Gabriel smirks, turning towards the painting. Brandon Gabriel: “See you at the rumble.” Gabriel’s back is to us as the words “COMING SOON” appear before us, before fading to black. _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We go backstage to see Freddy Morris standing nervously to the incredibly powerful and disgruntled looking team of Josh Hominick, Aeolus Wrath, Marcus Orion (+ Scotty Arniel and Hayden McClane), “Marvelous” Mikey Mitchell (+ Topper and the Stylists) and Cailin Dillon. Freddy Morris: So I’m here with one side of the big 10-person Rage tag team showcase that will happen later tonight. Gentlemen... (Cailin goes, “Eh hem?”) oh and lady.... what are your thoughts on the match tonight and all of your respective rivalries going into Gateway V? Josh Hominick: I- Aeolus Wrath: (snatching the mic away, pissing Hominick off) I think the better question Freddy is how do I feel about carrying my team tonight, taking out that out-dated fossil the Notch once and for all and then going on win the first ever St. Louis rumble for my rightful shot at the ST. Louis Rage title. My last world title reign lasted over 400 days and I AM going to break that record when I get a hold of the Rage title and make it worth something! Hominick shoves Wrath as the moment gets tense and all these egos are looking to collide! Josh Hominick: What the hell do you think you’re doing Wrath!? I couldn’t give a rat’s ass what your problems with the Notch are or how you think you are going to win the St. Louis Rumble for a shot at what is soon to be MY title, because the fact of the matter is that I’ve got a score to settle with DDV at Gateway V. He won my title by a fluke thanks to Darius Jackson constantly giving him all the opportunities here and I’m taking it back whether DDV, Jackson, or anyone else likes it or not! And if you think you’ll be the one to stop me.... just try it! Things are about to devolve into a fight when Scotty Arniel steps through the center of them with a smug looking Marcus Orion and Hayden McClane. Scotty Arniel: Easy there gentlemen... we have a match tonight and you will all need to be in tip top shape to support this glorious man... Marcus Orion! Orion may be a saint among men, but even a saint would have his hands full taking on an army of muscly morons... no offense Josh Dominick. You guys are going to have to play support tonight because Marcus Orion needs to be in tip top shape to defeat Armsley McBody, win the St. Louis Rumble AND cash in on one night to become the St. Louis Rage champion! Long Live Orion! (blows on a kazoo) Both Hominick and Wrath look like they are about to punch Scotty and Orion when Topper steps up to the mic, blatantly ignoring everyone else as Mikey steps up looking like a smug pretty boy jackass, his Stylists comedically fawning over him. Topper: Boys and girls, people of all ages, my name is Scott Topper and you may remember me from my superstar career as the star of Topper’s Clubhouse and as the musician that MADE the 90‘s. I am here to show you all the man that will continue my legacy, the legacy of a true media superstar, “Marvelous” Mikey Mitchell! It doesn’t matter who opposes him at Gateway V in a couple weeks because not only have I learned from Mr. Iscariot that he will be participating in an official rematch with The Billy Way and Billy Shaw for the High Octane title that night, but he will ALSO be the man to win the St. Louis Rumble match and cash in on a title shot that will send him sky rocketing to greatness! Scotty Arniel: Really? Mikey may be admittedly one of the most beautiful people that I’ve ever laid eyes on, but you neglect that he is an ugly troll by comparison to the one who is going to throw him over the top rope in the St. Louis Rumble, Marcus Orion! Mikey Mitchell: What did you just say to me you little tub of grotesque fat? Orion, Scotty, Wrath, Hominick, Mikey, Topper and the Stylists all start bickering when Cailin pipes up. Cailin Dillon: Ah-hem! If you boys are all just about finished bickering over your looks and toy titles, why don’t you let me take the floor. (The guys stop bickering, but glare at Cailin) Now unlike the rest of you, I won’t be showcasing my talents at Gateway V. Instead, the women of Rage have been invited to showcase our talents on a bigger stage; Reckless Endangerment. Ambiance, Meghan Cross and Skye Haynes have had their fun, but at Reckless Endangerment, I’m walking out the Rage Women’s champion and none of them are going to be able to do anything about it! ???: Excuse me Texas cunt-stain?! Just then, Ambiance, Malika Flores Chen and Alexis Durden step into the picture, Ambiance and Cailin glaring at each other as Ambiance makes sure to gloat about her Rage Women’s title. Ambiance: Now I just wanted to come by and let you fellas know that I just found out that that Benedict Iscariot guy has over-ruled Jackson’s ruling on your main event tonight.... it is not going to be a 5-on-5 tag match, it is going to be an 8-on-8 tag match now featuring the Anti-Diva Movement! Cailin Dillon: You know what Amber, I’m sick of you, your ugly face, your stupid little lackies and everything you stand for! I’m walking out of Reckless Endangerment with that title, so until then, get out of my face! Ambiance: Cailin, Cailin, Cailin.... how many times will we cross paths before you get it in your dumb blonde head? You are a talentless hack who the fed heads of EWS only love because you are sucking the cock of Magnum Wolf! The crowd ooooh’s at that last comment when... ???: EXCUSE ME!? Everyone turns with wide-eyes and drops into complete silence when into the picture steps..... MAGNUM WOLF for the first time ever on Rage! The crowd is in shock as Cailin smiles and walks up to her man. Magnum Wolf: My, my, my... I don’t think I’ve ever seen a bigger group of B-list stars together in my life! You idiots think it matters who wins your precious rumble match, or who walks out with any of these titles on Rage because it doesn’t.... the only ones here that could bring legitimacy to those titles are Cailin here and.... ME! But luckily for you, I’m not interested in the title on EWS’ B-show. So enjoy bickering over who is going to win these worthless titles. Until Magnum Wolf decides its worth it, the Rage title and this brand will mean NOTHING! Let’s go Cailin. Cailin gives a snobbish smirk as she walks off with Magnum, everyone else in the scene still in shock that the multi-time world champion is here! _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ Edited by Brutalikus, Mar 11 2015, 12:34 AM.
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MATCH 5 – EWS Women's Tag Titles Anti Diva Movement (c) vs. Sisters of Salvation _____________________________ Ahahahahahaha..... The evil laughter of Sierra begins to blare across the speakers of the arena, along with “Strike Babk”. Once the vocals start at the 9 second mark, Sierra then pushes through the curtain and makes her way onto the top of the ramp. Looking out into the crowd, she gives a devious smirk as she begins to walk down the ramp. Sierra then makes her way between the ropes as she then quickly jogs towards the turnbuckle that is to the left of the announce table. Griping the top rope, Sierra will pull herself up as she poses for the crowd. After a few moments of doing that, she hops down back onto the canvas as she gets ready for her match. Tom Hartman: Sierra Starr is going to attempt to win this match by herself. Dexter Finch: Not a sound strategy Tom. I’ve always found that it takes two to win a tag team match. "New Way To Bleed" by Evanescence kicks in, as the crowd instantly begins booing the emerging Alexis Durden and Malika Flores Chan, flanked by their leader 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. Malika and Alexis slide under the bottom rope and both stare down Sierra. Alexis smirks and climbs to the apron, leaving Malika to start. Sierra bolts across the ring on the attack and clotheslines Malika. Tom Hartman: The ref calls for the bell as Sierra tries to win the tag team belts in a handicap match. Sierra hit a few forearms to wear down the downed Malika, and then locks in a headlock. Alexis climbs in the ring and kicks Sierra in the side of the head with a devilish laugh after. The ref intervenes and tells her to get out. Ambiance approves on the outside with some laughs. Malika grabs Sierra by the hair and whips her across the ring, hitting a sunset flip on the rebound. Sierra is up quick but holding the side of her head. Malika kicks the hand against Sierra’s head with a lightning fast roundhouse kick. Sierra shakes out her hand and reacts to the pain on her head. Malika takes advantage with a wheelbarrow bulldog and quickly tags in Alexis. Tom Hartman: Sierra just has no chance right now. She’s being abused by the Anti-Diva Movement. Dexter Finch: Well, this might be me, but I see three women over here, and just one over there. That’s usually not a fair fight, Tom. Tom Hartman: .... You don't say Dex. Alexis hits the ring with a maniacal fury with quick low kicks and dropped knees on Sierra. She pulls her up and whips her towards Malika, who punches her square in the nose and stumbles her backwards. The ref goes after Malika, who puts her hands up, as Alexis puts Sierra down with a cutthroat neckbreaker. With the ref distracted, Alexis chokes Sierra with her boot, until he turns around. Alexis picks Sierra up and tosses her in a near corner before beating her down to a seated position. She laughs as she walks from the corner and turns around to hit a running knee that decimates Sierra. She pulls Sierra back up and signals to the crowd for increased booing as the volume raises. The crowd suddenly starts cheering as someone comes running down to the ring. Tom Hartman: Here comes Skye Haynes! Dexter Finch: What’s she doing here? Skye slides under the rope and rolls away from an attack by Alexis and then clotheslines her. She turns and wards off an attack from Malika by tossing her through the ropes and to the outside and then sprints at Alexis and hits a chickbuster. She is fired up and the crowd reacts, but Sierra pushes her aside for the pin. ... One ... Two kickout! Sierra looks at Skye and points up the ramp, telling her to get out. Ambiance is screaming for Sierra to be DQ’d, but the ref says Skye is her tag partner for the match. Skye pleads with Sierra to let her help and she screams out. “Fine, get on the apron then. This is my match.” Alexis hits a moonsault out of nowhere that takes out Sierra and then starts going to town on her on the ground. She pulls Sierra to her feet and grabs her by the throat with both hands. The ref steps in, but Alexis ignores him and slams Sierra down with a powerbomb. Tom Hartman: My goodness! The strength Alexis must have to powerbomb Sierra Starr. Dexter Finch: And with relative ease, I might add. Skye is begging for Sierra to give her a chance, but Sierra is in a bad way. Alexis laughs at Skye and she locks in a headlock and stares at Skye while she tries to submit Sierra. Skye tries to get the crowd into it and motivate Sierra, who slowly but surely grasps a hold of Alexis and pushes her forward, shoving her toward the ropes and then hitting a desperation spinebuster, leaving her on a knee leaning over a smiling Alexis. Sierra looks over at Skye and stands, but still ignores the tag, pulling Alexis up. A spinning back elbow from Alexi catches Sierra on the mouth and knocks her backwards. Alexis runs forward with a banshee boot and takes out Sierra, dropping down and hooking the leg. ... One ... Two ... Three-NO! Sierra drives a shoulder up at the last fraction of a second and Alexis can’t believe it. She grabs her hair and pulls, before dragging Sierra up by her hair and tagging in Malika. Alexis chokeslams Sierra and Malika dives off with an elbow drop from the top across the gut. Tom Hartman: Skye is here to help, but it doesn’t matter. Sierra trying to fight this match alone. Dexter Finch: I think it would be wise for her to let that other girl have a go. Malika pulls Sierra up and hits a spin out powerbomb and then pushes her aside. She stands up and looks down at her downed opponent and then out at the crowd with a smirk. She shakes her head and looks down at Sierra, saying something to her and laughing. She grabs Sierra for the FU and Gnite, getting her up on her shoulders. Sierra wriggles out and slams Malika down from behind. Sierra crawls towards Skye, but Malika grabs her boot and tries to pull her back. Sierra kicks herself away and reaches out for the tag, but Malika stomps her in the back right before she reaches Skye. Malika steps into Skye’s face talking, and Skye slaps her across the face. Malika stumbles back and Sierra reaches out to tag Skye in! Tom Hartman: She got the tag and Skye is coming in like a house of fire! Skye clotheslines Malika and then streams across the ring to clothesline Alexis out of the ring right when she climbs in. She heads for Malika and ducks a punch to hit the Haynes DDT and calls out to the audience, getting fired up! Alexis slides back into the ring and goes for another Banshee Boot (=Banshee Scream plus running arched boot) to Skye, but Skye ducks catching her for Skye's The Limit (Fireman's carry gutbuster)! Malika then comes from behind as goes for the Suicide Girl's Special (Falling Inverted DDT), but somehow Skye counters out of it with a trio of northerlights suplexes for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Three--- NO! The ref is laid out in the ring. Tom Hartman: Ambiance just killed our referee! Dexter Finch: Not really, but she did hit him really hard. Ambiance is on Skye in a hurry as Sierra lays on her back on the apron. Ambiance with a swinging neckbreaker and a backsuplex into brainbuster to wear down Skye. She mounts her and lands repeated forearms and then she pulls her up and hits Mirror’s Edge. She then pushes Skye over to Malika so that Malika can easily crawl on top of Skye and Ambiance grabs the ref, shaking him to and sliding him over to the pin. The ref reacts with a slow count. Tom Hartman: Not like this! ... One ... Two ... Three! NOOO! Sierra breaks it up at the very last moment and Ambiance is pissed! Tom Hartman: Sierra saved this match! It looks like she is learning to trust and operate as a team with Skye after all! Ambiance tries to blatantly slide in and attack Skye this time but runs straight into Sierra who clobbers her with a Starry Knight bicycle kick! Sierra is then caught off guard by Malika who catches her from behind with The Fuck Crusade (Inverted Frankensteiner) (can hit this move anywhere and anytime!) sending Sierra rolling out of the ring as Malika turns to Skye only to be caught in the InstaBAM (Guillotine choke, sometimes preceded by a snap DDT)! Skye is choking the life out of Malika as Malika struggles but eventually is forced to tap out- but Ambiance once again has the ref distracted after Sierra attacked her! Tom Hartman: This just isn't right! Malika is tapping out! We should have new EWS Women's Tag Champions! Dexter Finch: - HOLD ON! WE'VE GOT A FLYING LUNATIC!! Indeed Alexis Durden has climbed the top turnbuckle and dives at Skye with a double knee drop across the sternum that forces her to break the chokehold on Malika! With that, Malika and Alexis team up on Skye, but Skye starts fighting back and actually is winning! Skye takes them both down with clotheslines and then goes for Skye Driver (Headlock driver) on MFC- but Alexis springboards off the ropes with a beautiful disaster kick that MFC turns into a bridging german suplex that she rolls into a school girl pin seamlessly! ... One (Malika has the tights hooked!) ... Two (Sierra tries to get in the ring, but Ambiance is holding her leg!) ... Three! Skye gets the shoulder up, but smidgen too late! Spoiler: click to toggle Ambiance, Malika and Alexis gather quickly, with their belts and start heading up the ramp to a collection of boos. Sierra is in the ring and helps Skye to her feet. Skye looks down with her hands on her hips and shakes her head. Sierra stares for a minute and then looks out at the crowd before grabbing Skye and pulling her in for a tight embrace, then raising her hand to a roar from the crowd. Ambiance turns around at the top of the ramp and gives the whole thing a smug look before stomping off while Sierra gives Skye words of encouragement, saying that Skye impressed her and that they are going to take out ADM together now! _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open backstage, where the current St. Louis Rage Champion, DDV, is taping up his wrists and getting ready for his match tonight. He suddenly stands up looking dead ahead of him as he says, DDV: "Hello Mike..." Into focus comes none other than Magnum Wolf to a HUGE reaction of both cheers, boos and overall shock from the crowd! DDV acknowledging him, but keeping his focus on getting ready for the match. The crowd doesn’t seem to like seeing Wolf there due to his recent actions, booing him like mad. Magnum Wolf: “Danny. You know, I don't think I've ever set foot here in a Rage locker room before and I can tell you that I wasn't missing much. This really is a shoddy production, far beneath someone of your talents. We trained together Danny..... do you know why I'm here on EWS' 'B show' tonight?” DDV: “That we did and I've got a pretty good idea...” Magnum Wolf: “You do, huh? Well let me tell you something; No matter what these people think, I know you and I are cut from the same cloth. There’s mutual respect. That’s why I’m here to offer you a spot in the Sin City Shooters.” DDV finishes up as the crowd roars in shock, turning to face Wolf. DDV: “You’re right. We do have mutual respect for one another, as individuals, as people, and that’s never going to change, Mike. As far as what you’ve been up to lately with your boys, that, that’s where our mutual respect ends. I don’t know what happened in your mind, in your heart, but something about you, it’s changed, and I’m not sure there’s any going back for you. I’m on the fence about all of this, Wolf.” Magnum Wolf: “What’s there to think about? No matter how many titles you win, you’re not being respected the way you should be. Join us, and you’ll get the respect you deserve.” DDV: “Oh, really? By doing what? Being a lackey for DJ Cassidy? By taking people out and putting them in the trunk of a car? Open your eyes, Wolf. I don’t need to earn my respect, the people of Rage, the people of EWS, they embrace me because I’m not full of shit, I’m exactly what I say I am.” Wolf moves closer to DDV, a look of intensity of his face. Magnum Wolf: “Oh, and I’m not? Let me remind you who the hell you’re talking to!” DDV: “I think I know EXACTLY who I’m talking to..or maybe, I used to.” The staredown is interrupted by Darius Jackson, who enters the scene, standing in the middle of these two superstars. Darius Jackson: “Just the two I was looking for. I hate to break up this reunion, but I’ve got a message for the both of you. Rage has been elected the representative for the EWS Tag Team Titles at Reckless Endangerment, and I figured, let’s see just how good the team of TOA and you, Magnum Wolf are.” Magnum Wolf: “We’re damn good, Jackson, even you know this.” Darius Jackson: “Well, maybe I do, maybe I don’t. What I do know is you two are going to put the titles on the line against your old friend here, DDV, and a partner of his choice. Hope you don’t mind, Wolf.” Wolf nods with a smirk, returned to him by DDV. Magnum Wolf: “Fine.” DDV: “I can’t wait. It’s going to be just like old times..friend.” DDV slings his championship over his shoulder and exits, Wolf doing the same as Darius is left standing there, looking pleased with that upcoming matchup. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ MAIN EVENT – 16 Person Rage Tag Team Showcase DDV/Billy Shaw/The Notch/Slamsley McBody/Meghan Cross/Daughters of Darkness/Skye Haynes vs. Josh Hominick/Mikey Mitchell/Aeolus Wrath/Marcus Orion/Cailin Dillon/ Anti Diva Movement (Ambiance, Alexis Durden, Malika Flores Chen) _____________________________ We come back from commercial to find Josh Hominick walking down to the ring to meet the other 7 members of his team with Scotty Arniel, Hayden McClane, Topper and Stylists at ringside. How Do You Like Me Now As “Boom” by P.O.D. comes over the speakers, out walks the St. Louis Rage champion with The Notch, Billy Shaw (w/ Acer and Seb), Slamsley McBody, Meghan Cross, Daughters of Darkness and Skye Haynes (w/ Sierra Starr who seems to have completely changed her tune about Skye as the both of them seem like the best of friends now) Both teams square off in the center of the ring, 4 men and 4 women for each team representing both the new and old of the Rage brand along with their supporting entourage on the outside! Tom Hartman: Well folks here we have it, quite possibly one of the greatest collections of talent in the world of professional wrestling. As you’d expect, conventional tag team rules would be incredibly difficult to enforce in this 8-on-8 match, so I’m being told that this match will be contested under lucha libre rules, meaning that when the legal participants exit the ring, one of their teammates is allowed to enter and become the legal man or woman. Dexter Finch: Did you say Nacho Libre? I love Jack Black! Scotty Arniel: Nacho Libre? You know Marcus Orion was approached to be the star and only actor in that movie, wrestling himself for 2 straight hours of magnificent, but he turned it down because he felt that the role was beneath him. Tom Hartman: That’s hard to believe for so many reasons. Dexter Finch: You make that sounds like he was auditioning for a porno Scotty. The “face” team of 8 huddles up to decide who is going to go first while the “heel” team spends all their time arguing about who does and doesn’t want to start when Hominick shoves his way through the bickering crowd and motions that he wants a piece of DDV! The “face” team parts around DDV as DDV approaches his rival as it looks like shit is about to go down right away! Both of them trade words with Hominick motioning that he is going to be the champion while their teams exit to the apron, practically filling all sides of the ring with how many are representing each team! *Legal: DDV and Hominick* Hominick eventually winds up and back hands DDV right across the face, DDV retaliating by tackling him to the mat as this thing is on! The two heated rivals brawl on the mat all the way around the ring until they spill out under the bottom ropes on the north side, prompting Slamsley McBody to quickly enter the ring and motion that he wants a piece of Orion! *Legal: McBody* Tom Hartman: Well, that didn’t take long for the lucha libre rule to come into effect. Orion quickly dives off the apron, circling around the ring to keep Slamsley’s attention as Mikey Mitchell sneaks into the ring behind him and nails a backstabber and then follows Slams to the upper right corner with stomps and kicks, pulling him out for an irish whip, but Slams swings through the whip, picks Mikey up and runs him back first back into the upper right corner with rapid shoulder thrusts. *Legal: McBody and Mitchell* Meanwhile, Hominick and DDV continue their brawl on the outside flying over the barricade and into the crowd as their brawl is errupting into a violent slug fest! Back in the ring, Slams pulls Mikey back out to the center of the ring with a AA spinebuster and then grabs Mikey and moves over to his team, intending to tag in Billy Shaw, but Meghan Cross seems to want to test herself with the big boys to a nice pop from the crowd! And just like that, Shaw and Slams shrug, Slams tagging Meghan Cross in! *Legal: Cross and Mitchell* Tom Hartman: Look at this! Meghan Cross wants a shot against Mikey Mitchell! Cross is about to get in and unload on Mikey, but Mikey suddenly rakes the eyes of Slams and rolls out of the ring to collect himself to a collective set of boos as Alexis Durden charges into the ring and goes for a Banshee Boot (Banshee Scream plus running arched boot) that Meghan ducks, but Alexis still connects by knocking Blaze off the apron as Meghan then grabs Alexis and throws her with a german suplex! *Legal: Cross and Durden* Gemini is trying to get in the ring to attack Alexis after that, but the ref has to restrain her, prompting both Ambiance and Malika to dash/fly into the ring with a seated senton (MFC) and spear (Ambiance) combo! ADM beats Cross down while the “face” team protests, but ADM is able to drag Cross back into the “heel” corner. Meanwhile, we get a feed from the jumbo tron as DDV and Hominick are now fighting into the concessions area somewhere in the arena, slamming each other against the stands and Josh Hominick actually tries to spear DDV into one of the glass concession boxes, only for the box to cave in around his shoulder when DDV dodges as the crowd that is gathering around them cheers loudly! Tom Hartman: We knew this one would be insane folks and it hasn’t disappointed! We have Hominick and DDV already destroying each other somewhere in the arena while ADM and the rest of their team is getting away with murder right behind the referee’s back here in the arena! Dexter Finch: Wait, what are Orion and McClane planning over their? A surprise party for Dexter Finch I hope. Why else did you guys invite everybody here? Orion is discussing something with McClane out near the announce tables while back in the ring, the ref tries to get control of things as Alexis tags into Malika, the two hitting a double spinebuster and then Malika tags Ambiance in as the three of them set Meghan up for a triple powerbomb- but not before Cailin sneaks in a blind tag! *Legal: Cross and Alexis - > Malika -> Ambiance -> Cailin* Cailin actually gets in the ring and nails her own partner Malika with the Eyes of Texas (sweet chin music) spilling her from the ring and Gemini seizes her moment in the chaos by flying into the ring and crossbodying Alexis through the ropes to the floor! This leaves Ambiance still going for the powerbomb, but Meghan hurricanranas out of it and Cailin is quick to snap her through the ropes and out of the ring with another Eyes of Texas (sweet chin music)! Meghan looks bewildered by Cailin’s behavior as she spins Cailin around and demands to know what is going on! Tom Hartman: What the hell is Cailin doing? First she kissed Meghan two weeks ago and now this? If I didn’t know better, I’d say she was trying to help Meghan... but something seems off about this. Dexter Finch: That kiss was the highlight of my year Tom! I basically DVR it in slow motion everynight before bed now. Scotty Arniel: You know we have something in common after all Dex, except I also pray to the good lord Orion for making the world a beautiful place before bed as well. Tom Hartman: Wait a minute- it looks like DDV and Hominick have made it out to the parking lot! We get another feed mid match of DDV and Hominick brawling around the parking lot, throwing each other on top of cars as Hominick eventually tries to throw DDV onto a windshield from the top of a car with the Juggernaut Press Slam (modified military press powerslam), but DDV slips out of his grip and jumps from one car to the next, slamming Hominick’s face off the side of the second car with a sick Boston Bully (Top Rope Avalanche Bulldog) as this fight is getting bloody and brutal! We go back to the ring to see Cailin and Meghan still arguing as Cailin eventually blows a kiss with a wink to Meghan, riling her up as Meghan tries to spin her around again- but Cailin plants a kiss straight on Meghan’s lips to the delight of Scotty, Dexter and pretty much everyone else! Meghan is pissed and tries to grab a hold of Cailin, but Cailin slips out of the ring as Mikey again sneaks in from behind and tries to roll Meghan up with a school boy pin! *Legal: Cross and Mitchell* ... One Tom Hartman: Mikey’s got her! ... Two- No! Meghan kicks out and Mikey looks pissed! Before Mikey and Meghan have a chance to possibly start an intergender match though, Meghan is pulled out of the ring by the feet by ADM as all three members start to thuggishly beat her down on the outside! Gemini quickly leaps back into the fray on the outside while Blaze gets in the ring momentarily and suicide dives out into the ladies brawl as well, followed by Skye Haynes who takes to the sky with a crossbody from the lower left corner to all six of them! Cailin hovers around the fight and so does Sierra (though she isn’t participating in this match) Inside the ring, Mikey is the one not paying attention this time as Billy Shaw enters the ring, taps him on the shoulder and starts lighting into him as the crowd starts an “I Believe We Can Win!” chant (spurred on by Acer and Seb at ringside) to back him up! *Legal: Shaw and Mitchell* Shaw punches Mitchell several times and then runs the ropes and ducks a clothesline, springboarding off the nearest ropes for a crossbody- caught by Mikey, but he waists too much time gloating over it and Shaw manages to counter out into a super spinny tornado DDT that rolls Mikey to the outside in front of his Stylists, Acer, Seb and Topper as Shaw climbs the upper right corner and sores into all of them with a corkscrew plancha that takes all of them out on the floor! By this point, we now have a big ladies brawl on the south side of the ring as well as a big High Flyin’ Connection vs. Topper Productions brawl on the north side as the ref is getting close to just shutting this match down, but he doesn’ get a chance as the Notch gets into the ring and beckons for Wrath to fight him like a man! *Legal: Notch* Tom Hartman: The Notch is calling for Wrath! Dexter Finch: - And what the hell is going on now with McClane and Slamsley!? While the ref is occupied with the Notch.Wrath confrontation, we can see that McClane has made his way around the ring and pulls Slamsley off the upper left buckle, slamming him face first into the stairs! McClane and Orion (but mostly McClane) start beating Slamsley all the way up the ramp way! In the midst of this, we get one more clip of DDV and Hominick backstage, the two of them now battered and bloody as they seem to be in the backstage/locker room area, slamming each other into various backstage equipment and slamming each others’ faces off buffet tables as they are making their way closer to ringside- but suddenly they both have to leap out of the way as a big black pickup truck comes barreling through the backstage area making its way through the backstage area out to the stage! Tom Hartman: What in God’s name is that driver thinking?! That maniac just drove straight through our backstage area! He could have killed someone! Dexter Finch: That guy has to be absolutely sloshed! I like his style! In the ring, Wrath and Notch are trading words when Wrath says that he has nothing to prove to a relic like the Notch and jumps off the apron, leaping over the south barricade and making his way out of the arena! But the Notch has had it as he chases Notch all the way through the crowd and begins to fight with him there! Up on the ramp, Orion is directing McClane to throw Slamsley off the stage when suddenly -CRASH!!!!! Orion and McClane leap away as they see a truck come ramming straight through the stage entrance! Dexter Finch: HOLY F*** ON A F***! The truck only gets about halfway through the entrance before getting stuck, but the driver elbows his way out of the passenger side window and kicks his way out of the debris, revealing himself to be Jack Tombstone as Orion goes as white as a ghost! Jack grabs a shovel from the seat as McClane runs at him and Tombstone starts beating McClane with the shovel as the two start slamming each other onto the broken remains of the truck lodged in the entry way! Tom Hartman: OH MY LORD! Jack Tombstone may be trying to bury McClane even before their old west burial match! Scotty Arniel: That truck---! Dexter Finch: Woah, Scotty, you don’t look so good. Take some peptobismal man! Tom Hartman: Wait, you know that truck Scotty? Well what are you waiting for, spit it out! Scotty Arniel: Me and Orion hired Jack Tombstone to do a “job” about half a year ago for us... in that truck.... Dexter Finch: Did this “job” start with an “S” and end with an “X”? Scotty Arniel: God no! Let’s just say that this “job” involved an old acquaintance of Orion’s ending up in a hospital bed... but it couldn’t be. There is just no way..... is there? Back out in the crowd, Notch manages to fight Wrath back into the ringside area with a clothesline over the barricade and then chases him into the ring as Wrath gets the drop on him on the way in and goes for the Son Of Silence (Canadian Destroyer), but Notch backdrops him to counter and then starts unloading with arm drags, clotheslines and even a nice standing dropkick. The Notch even goes for the The West Sider (S2H style bulldog followed by The Worm and a legdrop) and hits it flush before calling for the The Sugar Notch (Fisherman’s DDT)- but that’s when Wrath fights out of it with a blatant low blow as the ref has decided that this is the last straw and declares this match a no contest on account of all the insanity going on in every inch of the arena! Spoiler: click to toggle Up on the stage, McClane and Tombstone’s brawl has escalated with McClane taking off a pieces from inside the hood of the truck and trying to strike Tombstone with it, but Tombstone catches him in the face with a shovel strike, laying McClane out and bloddying his nose! Orion tries to sneak attack Tombstone, but that’s when Slamsley recovered and locks Orion in a surprise Throw Away The Key (Anaconda Vice) on the stage that Orion is tapping out to almost immediately! Tombstone meanwhile takes an actually tombstone that was stashed in the bed of the truck that he lodged in the entrance and lays it out on the ramp (it clearly reading “R.I.P. Hayden McClane”) and then proceeds to tombstone piledrive McClane straight down on it, laying the beast out! Back in the ring, Wrath has gotten a chair and looks to level Notch with it, but suddenly Gemini comes from behind and yanks the chair out of his hands! Wrath looks like he is threatening to attack her, but when he turns around, he sees The Notch, Slamsley McBody (having come back down the ramp), Billy Shaw, Acer Stone, and Seb on one side of him while on the other, Sierra, Blaze, Skye and Meghan Cross all surround Wrath! Wrath realizes that he is in trouble and starts mouthing off to all of them, but all his mouth gets him is a kick in the gut and a The N Factor (Standing suplex into X-Factor facebuster) from the Notch! Wrath rolls to the outside of the ring and meet up with ADM (fun fact: Ambiance and Wrath used to date) and Topper Productions while Cailin blows a kiss to Meghan and laughs as Meghan scowls before hitting a sultry stride up the ramp. We get one more cut backstage as Hominick and DDV are seen fighting above a small balcony overlooking an equipment area surrounded by a chain fence somehwhere in the back as backstage hands are pleading for the battered and bloody championship contenders to stop this madness! They both inch closer and closer to edge when they finally both toss each other down into the caged in area, causing a cloud of dust and debris to shoot up everywhere as the lay spent, having beaten the living hell out of each other! The backstage hands are trying to get them out of there, but they suddenly grow silent when a lone figure can be heard approaching and when the camera swings around, we find that it is none other than MAGNUM WOLF! Wolf snickers as he looks down at his fallen protege DDV and old Rising Sun acquaintance Josh Hominick. Magnum Wolf: Huh, you guys are going to have to do better than this if you want to make this brand worth a damn! You had your chance to join the Shooters Danny, but consider that offer off the table. See you at Reckless Endangerment Danny... Wolf walks off, leaving the backstage personel to tend to them. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ We go backstage after the main event to follow Darius Jackson as he marches down the hall with a purpose, entering the room labeled ˜Mr. Iscariot″knocking briefly before entering to find a man sitting at a desk, facing backwards so the camera doesn't see his face as he admires a poster for Gateway V. Darius Jackson: Benedict! I've been looking for you all night! Man we need to talk... Benedict Iscariot: Yes we do Darius... I'll be frank, I just heard about how you bought PWR and honestly that concerns me. We've been friends for some time now Darius, but its no secret that you haven't been happy with my knvolvement on Rage these past weeks. You having involvement in another brand of EWS begs the question: can I really trust you to do what's best for the Rage brand? Darius Jackson: Come on Ben, it isn't like that. You know me better than that. Okay, I'll admit that I haven't been happy with your backseat managing since you've decided to take a more direct part in the show, but I know we both have the best of intentions to make Rage the best show it can possibly be. Speaking of which.... I heard that you've supposedly already named the #30 entry in the St. Louis Rumble.... I need you to tell me what you are thinking before this gets too far out of hand. Benedict Iscariot: Perhaps you're right. Come on, let's go get a bite to eat. I'll explain when we get some foodin our stomaches. Darius Jackson: I can dig that. Let.s go. With that Darius exits the room and so does Benedict, although the camera is cleverly situated in a way where we still don't see his face. After they exit, the camera swings around to find an object sitting on Benedict's chair- a black mask with a black star on it. The scene fades out on this image in silence, leaving the crowd to ponder just what this means. COPYRIGHT EXCELSIOR WRESTLING SOCIETY 2014 Edited by Brutalikus, Mar 18 2015, 01:07 AM.
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