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| Monday Night Revolution; October 29th,2007 | |
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| Nikolas Turner | Oct 30 2007, 12:07 AM Post #1 |
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[size=4]Monday Night Revolution opening video[/size] [dohtml]<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DujYbDafUCY"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DujYbDafUCY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>[/dohtml] [size=4]::There is a Huge Explosion as Pyro goes off around the arena. The camera zooms around catching the whole crowd as they cheer and scream.:: John Stubbs: We are here with a sold out crowd of seventy five thousand people at INVESCO FIELD! Welcome to EWF Revolution and tonight we have one of the best cards ever as two titles and two contenders ships are up for grabs Mike Adams: That’s right John…Tonight the Tag Team Titles are up for grabs as the One Shot Hitmen Defend their titles against Damage Inc.! John Stubbs: That’s right and also tonight Bryan Deas gets his shot at Nick Shaw and the X-Division Championship! Adams: And Speaking of the X-Division…A New Number one contender will be decided as Supreme Machine goes up against the self proclaimed poster child of Revolution, Riflewilly Stubbs: And it was announced earlier this week on the EWF website that match is now a No Disqualification match which means these men will get the chance to tear each other apart. Adams: and in our main event Alex Liddel will compete against Mr. Showtime in an interpromotional match up. Stubbs: Not only that but there is even a special guest referee and that would be…LIAM ALEXANDER…..Lets get to ringside for our first match where Tiffany will take on Queen Machine with some interesting stipulations. Nick Shaw is seen walking through the backstage to his locker room, he's in jeans, a t-shirt and a blazer. He walks into his locker room and puts his bag down and makes his way out to the ring with his title on his shoulder. Stubbs: Looks like he's coming this way! What could he want? It's time to find out[/size] ------------------------------------------------------------------- Opening Segment -The Match is Set!- ------------------------------------------------------------------- 'I'm Broken' by Pantera hits the P.A. and Nick Shaw walks out onto the stage, he makes his way down to the ring after holding his title into the air and the regular pyro explosion. He wastes no time making his way into the ring as the crowd are on their feet as he holds the title up one more time before asking for a mic and the music dies down. The crowd begin a 'SHAW' chant and he waits for it to die down before speaking. Shaw: So tonight, Bryan Deas, the self-proclaimed 'Living Legend' finally gets the match he's wanted from me, for my title. Well, I've been waiting for this for a long time aswell, because since he's been in the EWF all he's done it bitch, moan, and complain about anything that doesn't go his way! Well there's going to be more of that this week after I beat his ass down in the ring just like I did last time! The crowd go wild and begin a 'DEAS SUCKS' chant as Nick smiles and continues. Shaw: I'm glad you're all expressing your opinion! Because I think that every single person in the back is thinking the same thing! Deas you're going to learn to respect people around here, I can guarantee that! But now, on to a more important topic, and that is Xtreme Collision! Oh, and what a collision that will take place! Nick Shaw and 'Loon' versus the EWF Administration, made up of the 'God Among Men' Alexander Stryfe, and the President, Mikey Sparks! Mikey, you know how long I've been wanting to get at you, and now at the pey-per-view you're going to realize that booking this match is the worst mistake that you've ever made. Because I'm going to beat your ass all around the arena, and I'm going to make sure that you pay for what you did to me! As for you, Mr. Stryfe, I couldn't give two shits who you're hiring to help you out, because you could have all the money in the world, but it will never add up to the hatred that I show towards you! You've screwed me around since you've been here, and last week, you helped out Deas and your damn self by taking out my boy Adam. Bad idea! Because I'm going to avenge what you put him through, hell, I might even let you burn! You're going to realize that you can't buy talent! You two are the team that people have dreamt of... I didn't realize that a dream team was one man who's not stepped in the ring in years, and is too useless now to even know what he's doing in the ring, and someone who's paying to try and get good at wrestling, the thing is, that's nothing near a dream team! A dream team will be a team that work together, and have the same motive. Now I'm not too familiar with Loon but I'm pretty sure that we're going to prevail in this match! But what I, and everyone else listening right or watching right now, is to know, just what stipulation that you're going to choose. So, Mikey. Why don't you come out here and tell me exactly what it's going to be? Or are you to worried that I might lunge at you? Don't worry though, I'm going to keep calm. Rooftops hits the PA system as Mikey Sparks appears on the stages with a mic and a clipboard in his hand. As the fans are cheering he than brings the mic up to his mouth but than pulls it down to listen to the reaction he is getting from the fans. Sparks than begins to speak Sparks: So Mr. Shaw what are we possibly going to do with you? You run your mouth each and every week here on Revolution and what do you got to back it up that X-Division Title that you will probably lose tonight against Deas? Well anyhow I am out here for one reason and one reason only that being our next PPV coming up November 11. Me and Stryfe will be meeting you in the ring but not for any normal tag match. After discussing this over with Alexander Stryfe we have decided that our match at the PPV will be a Barbed Wire Massacre! CROWD GOES CRAZY! Sparks: Now good luck in that Title match against Deas tonight because If you don’t win tonight against Deas you will not see a X-Division Title shot for a very very long time! Stubbs: Oh my God! A Barbed Wire Massacre tag match! This is going to be the match of the century candidate! Adams: You don't realize how much I'm going to be looking forward to this as we approach Xtreme Collision! Stubbs: A huge announcement to kick of Revolution tonight! And look at Shaw! He's loving this! Adams: Yeah, but not for long! Nick looks up the ramp at Sparks and stares a hole into him and gives a smile as the scene fades to a commercial. ----------------------------------------------------------- Opening Match Bra And Panties Match -Non Title match- -If Queen Wins, Tiff Returns The Title -If Tiff Wins, She Gets Stryfe For One Night Queen Machine © vs. Tiffany ------------------------------------------------------------- -The pyro erupts from the stage, huge walls of flame burn in the entranceway and die out as the Revolution theme plays over the loud speakers! The crowd is going absolutely crazy, as Revolution goes live on the air!- Stubbs- Welcome to the Mile High City! Welcome to Invesco Field! And welcome to MONDAY NIGHT REVOLUTION!! I'm your play by play man, John Stubbs. My partner, as always, is Mike Adams! Adams - Stubbs, quit trying to sound like JR. The only thing you two have in common is you both are fat and ugly. Stubbs - I'll ignore that! Tonight, we have an absolutely huge card on tap for our fans as the EWF heads for its huge November PPV, Xtreme Collision! Before we leave the air tonight, we will determine if Bryan Deas can take the X-Division title from the champion, Nick Shaw! We are going to determine who really is the top tag team here in the EWF as Damage, Inc. finally gets their tag title rematch against the 1-Shot Hitmen in a No DQ match! Adams - Quit your yapping! The matches I want to see is Mr. Showtime embarrass that Mayhem jabroni, Alex "Iceman" Liddel. Not to mention the number one contenders' match for the X-Division title between RifleWilly and Supreme Machine! And of course, how could we forget the Bra and Panties match! I put on extra big underwear this week, just so I wouldn't be in pain during that one! Stubbs- Well let's not waste another moment, and send it on down to our ring announcer, Sean Williams! Williams - Ladies and gentlemen, the first match of the evening is a Bra and Panties match! If Queen Machine wins, Tiffany must return the EWF Womens' Title! If Tiffany Wins, she gets one night with Alexander Stryfe! Adams - I haven't seen Stryfe all day long today, come to think of it. And that's not like the GM, he's always here early and usually leaves last. -The hypnotizing flute of "Veda Roda" begins to play as the lights in the arena change into a bluish hue. When the song has played for about ten seconds, Queen walks through the curtains into the view, veiling her face with a pair of teal fans. She walks to the ring, and does a split-legged slide into the ring- Williams - Coming down to the ring first, she hails from Helsinki, Finland! She is the EWF Womens' Champion! This is the QUEEN MACHINE!!!! Adams - Look at that new title she got from Stryfe! Boy, she must do great undercover work! But unfortunately for her, Stryfe can't win her this match. I think Tiffany is going to outclass Queenie! Stubbs - I have to disagree! The Queen has been on a roll since she got here, and as talented as Tiffany is, I believe she's going to come up short here tonight! Adams - If anyone knows about coming up short, it's you! -A cascade of lasers bathe the entrance ramp as the figure of a woman emerges. With one hand pointed to the sky with one finger raised, Tiffany saunters to the ring, rolls under the bottom rope, and climbs up onto the top turnbuckle rubbing the title belts from her previous federations over her shoulders.- Williams - And her opponent, she hails from Los Angeles, California! She is the number one contender to the EWF Womens' Title! She is...TIFFANY!!! -the Queen's face is mired in anger, as she stares across at Tiffany. The Queen wears a very sexy looking business blouse and skirt, while Tiffany dons her usual Catholic schoolgirl outfit!- Stubbs - Well fans, consider this a teaser for the big match at the PPV! Conspicuous by his absence from ringside is Alexander Stryfe. He has been ringside for the Queen's matches of late! Adams - Well he's probably getting ready for his date with Tiffany tonight! If he needs to back out, I'm more than willing to take his place! -the referee calls for the bell as the Queen charges across the ring, spearing the challenger to the mat and mounting her. She pelts the contender with furious right hands as Tiffany covers up, and the referee breaks it up!- Adams- Look at that, cheap shot! The Queen can't win a wrestling match! So she's trying to brawl! Stubbs - After everything the challenger has put her through, I don't blame her! Not a bit! -Queen begs her to get back up, as Tiffany does slowly. The look of hatred on the Queen's face is intense, as she charges again. This time, Tiffany trips her up, sending her face first into the mat. The challenger grabs her arms, and steps on her back in a reverse surfboard style submission!- Adams - She can't win by submission! Stubbs - Don't you know anything about strategy, Adams? -Tiffany pulls back hard on her arms, stretching the Queen's back with all the torque she can muster! The Queen grimaces in pain, as Tiffany breaks the hold, dropping a knee into her back! She rolls the Queen over, grabs both legs, and slingshots her from the canvas to the top turnbuckle face first! The Queen slumps, hanging in the corner as Tiffany rips the blouse off her chest, revealing the blood red bra the Queen is wearing!- Adams - Look, her cups runneth over! -Tiffany pulls the Queen up, and steps behind her. She looks to go for a belly to back suplex, but the Queen blocks it! She tries again, but the Queen hits her with a back elbow that staggers the challenger! The Queen's face still absolutely livid with hatred! A reverse heel kick to the jaw sends Tiffany flat on her back on the canvas!- Stubbs - Ha, I bet that's a position Tiffany is very familiar with. On her back! -the Queen, not interested in winning at this point, drives an elbow into Tiffany's chest. And once more, mounts her and begins pounding away at her head! Queen's yearn for revenge is unquenchable as she gets back up, seeming to look for something! She rolls to the outside, and jerks Williams off his chair and grabs the steel chair in hand- Adams - Hey! This isn't a No DQ match! She can't use a chair in this! Stubbs - She wants to tear Tiffany apart, and for all the crap she's pulled, I say let them go! -Queen rolls back into the ring, and raises the chair above her head. The referee warns her he will disqualify her right now if she uses it. She seems to think it over a minute, and raises it again. This time, the referee grabs it from behind her as Queen spins around, fighting with the referee for it!- Adams - I knew it! She can't beat Tiffany in a wrestling match, so she has to use a weapon! What a pathetic Womens' Champion we have! -Tiffany takes the opportunity, and gets up! She performs a single leg trip on the Queen, which causes the chair to be let go and the Queen's face to meet the mat! The referee disposes of the chair, as Tiffany gets back up. She looks down at the Queen, as though in disgust. She walks around, pulling the Queen to her feet, and lands a sickening piledriver into the mat!- Adams - What a piledriver! Take her skirt off! I want to see if the carpet matches the drapes! -the number one contender climbs to the top rope, waiting for the Queen to get up- Stubbs - I think she's going to go for the Schoolboy's Dream! -the Queen makes it to her feet, and with great presence of mind, she runs into the ropes, straddling Tiffany on the top turnbuckle! The Queen shakes off the cobwebs, and jerks Tiffany's skirt off! Tiffany falls off the top turnbuckle, as the Queen throws the skirt into the crowd. The challenger rolls to the outside, as the Queen follows her! She picks up Tiffany, and Irish whips her into the steel steps, sending the challenger to the floor in a heap!- Stubbs - Take it to her, Queen! Adams - I'm going to take it to you if you don't shut the hell up, Stubbs. -As Queen goes in for the kill, the music of the General Manager hits the PA system. "Throw It On Me' by Timbaland begins playing as the Queen spins around to see her fiance. As the music plays, there is no Stryfe. The Queen looks a touch confused, as Tiffany is back up and nails a big bulldog onto the floor!- Stubbs - Why is the GM's music playing? I don't see him! -the music stops, and Tiffany is back in control again! She grabs the Queen's skirt, and begins trying to take it off. But the Queen is fighting it! The Queen grabs Tiffany's top, and monkey flips her off of her! The top tears off, as the referee calls for the bell! But wait, Tiffany has the Queen's skirt in her hands! Both women are stripped to their bra and panties! The referee sees this, and is confused as the Queen rolls into the ring, arguing with him- Stubbs - The Queen won this match! No doubt about it! Adams - You're an idiot, Tiffany jerked her skirt off when she was monkey flipped! -As the Queen and the referee argue, Tiffany grabs the new EWF Womens' title! She starts to head up the ramp with it, when the Queen spots her and goes after her. She spins the challenger around, and Tiffany lands a huge shot to her head with the title! The Queen goes backwards onto the ramp, as Tiffany looks down at her, shaking her head. She looks at the new EWF title, and spits on the Queen before taking the new title with her back up the ramp!- Williams - The referee has informed that due to the fact both women were disrobed at the same time, he has declared this match...a draw! Stubbs - This is insane! How is it a draw! The Queen clearly pulled Tiffany's top off first. Adams - Are you wearing both contact lenses in the same eye again? Tiffany won that fair and square! Stubbs - What a disgusting display by the number one contender, spitting on the Queen and leaving with the new EWF Womens' Title! If this is any indication of what the title match is going to be like, I can't damn well wait for it! ------------------------------------------------------------- Backstage Segment -Arriving Late- ------------------------------------------------------------ -Backstage, Anthony Tolly is perplexed when he finds a limo pulling into the parking garage of the building as he races alongside a cameraman to see who's inside. Quickly, the door flies open and out pops the missing GM and Director of Authority, Alexander Stryfe! Tolly - Mr. Stryfe! Where have you been, sir? The show has already started! Stryfe - Don't you think I know that, Tolly? You think I like being late for my own show? If this INCOMPETENT driver knew where the hell he was going, I would have been here sooner! Tell me, Tolly. Did the Queen win her match? Tolly - No, sir. It was a draw! And I think the Queen is looking for you! -Stryfe shoves past Tolly and heads on into the building. Tolly follows him, and he approaches his office shortly and opens the door to find the Queen sitting on his desk, looking less than happy as he walks in. Tolly and the cameraman go to follow, but the Queen slams the door shut in their face- Tolly - Um, back to you guys at ringside! -------------------------------------------------------------- Backstage Segment -A early Attack- -------------------------------------------------------------- :: Supreme Machine is seen walking towards the locker room backstage. He is breathing rather heavily when suddenly a chair comes down across his back and he falls to the ground. The man holding the chair is none other than SuMa’s opponent for tonight, Riflewilly. Rifle is holding the same chair he used to win the triple threat match last week. Rifle raises the chair above his head and brings it down again across the side of SuMa as he lays on the ground rolling in pain while groaning. Rifle stomps on SuMa a couple of times and SuMa gets to his feet again. SuMa turns towards Rifle and Rifle brings the chair hammering down right onto the front of the skull of SuMa. SuMa collapses to the ground as Rifle stands over him. :: Rifle: SEE WHAT BEING TOO COMFORTABLE GETS YOU? :: Rifle kicks SuMa in the ribs and then throws the chair down on top of SuMa. :: Rifle: THAT’S…THE ONE MISTAKE I WAS WAITING FOR!!!!!!! ::Rifle gets down close to SuMa’s face and smiles:: Rifle: See you out there for our match….. ::Rifle stands up and begins walking away as SuMa is huffing, puffing, and groaning while holding his sides in pain. :: Rifle: GOOD LUCK! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Match #2 Singles Match -#1 Contenders match for the X-Division Title- Supreme Machine vs. RifleWilly ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sean Williams: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match one of the biggest of the evening and is for the Number One Contendership to the EWF X-Division Championship. Introducing first - the challenger - hailing from Tobyhanna, Pennsylvania and weighing in at one hundred sixty-seven pounds, here is RIFLEWILLY!!! "River Below" by Billy Talent blares from the PA system as Riflewilly appears in the entranceway. Rifle looks around at the crowd for a second and then proceeds to the ring. As he makes his way to the ring Rifle stares at several fans for a few seconds each as if having a stare down with them. Rifle then rolls under the bottom rope into the ring and runs towards the adjacent turnbuckle. he hops up onto it and raises his hands above his head in two fists and yells. Stubbs: A bit of an interesting match this is going to be folks, Especially after last week. No-one ever wins. The arena goes totally dark as the opening lines of "No-one wins" by The Berzerker begin to flow out of the PA-system. No-one Finally loses. Slowly, some fog begins to form on the entranceway Except the Dead A Bright white spotlight illuminates the fog, creating an eerie atmosphere Under The Sun Suddenly a large, human shaped shadow walks to the illuminated fog. They rot together The shadow slowly lifts its arms, spreading them to its sides into a Crucifix-taunt In Absolute, Biological Equality The spoken intro ends, and at the exact same time as the light-speed drumming of the song begins, the shadow pulls its hand back, crossing em on its chest, causing a large pyro, which evaporates the fog, revealing The Supreme Machine standing there, his head held down and hands crossed across his chest. As the lights begin to slowly return, SuMa glares around from beneath his hair, and begins to slowly walk towards the ring. As he reaches the ring, he slowly slides in from through the ropes, gets up in the middle of the ring and whips his head up in a rapid motion, revealing his masked face. Sean Williams: He weighs in tonight at three hundred and fifteen pounds and is from Helsinki, Finland, He is The SUPREME MACHINE!!!!! Referee Hawk Willows signaling for the bell. The two wrestlers circle one another, each man looking for an opening on his opponent. Supreme Machine goes for a collar-and-elbow lock-up, but Riflewilly somersaults through the move, regains his vertical base immediately and as the Monster turns around, he's thrown down with a belly to belly suplex. Rifle backs up to the ropes and comes off with some added momentum for a leg drop. Supreme Machine rolls out of the way and Rifle's leg crashes into a whole lot of canvas. The Monster helps Riflewilly to his feet and irish-whips him to the ropes. On the rebound, Supreme Machine shakes the foundations of the ring with a spinebuster. Adams: Isn't this match over yet? Stubbs: What is your problem, Mike? This match is going to turn out to be an absolute classic between these men. Adams: The problem is that they're trying to hard. Neither one of them is going to pull off something sneaky, under-handed or in any possible way questionable. Where's the beer guy? Supreme Machine's pinfall after the spinebuster netted him a futile two-count as Riflewilly is far from finished in this match. The Monster yanks his opponent to his feet and goes for a pump-handle slam, but Riflewilly counters by slipping out and behind Supreme Machine before dropping him with a reverse DDT. With the big man on his back, Rifle wastes no time in ascending to the top-rope and sailing off with a perfectly executed flying elbow to the sternum. Supreme Machine's body convulses at the impact. Rifle goes for a cover, but only gets a one-count. He hooks a leg and tries again. This time, it's two before the Monster kicks out. Rifle switches tactics, grabbing both of Supreme Machine's legs and motioning for the sharpshooter. Adams: Is he going to put Supreme Machine away already? What an athlete! Stubbs: Don't get your panties in a bunch, Mike. Supreme Machine is a big man and knows how to take care of himself inside the ring. Indeed, the Monster splays his arms to his sides, refusing to be turned over into the 'Sharpshooter'! Rifle relents in the attempt to lock on the nearly inescapable submission hold and allows the Monster to get his feet under him again. Without warning, Supreme Machine jams the toes of his boots into the gut of the champion and powerbombs the doubled-over Rifle. The fans begin to boo the Monster for what they deem a bit of a dirty tactic. The Monster shows why he's got the nickname he wears as he pulls Rifle up by the hair and drops him down with multiple rib-breakers before releasing him to drop to the mat. Adams: That's the Supreme Machine I paid to see! Stubbs: You don't have to buy a ticket, Mike. You work here. Adams: I didn't say I paid for a ticket - I had to pay my bookie when I placed the bet that Supreme Machine would win the match tonight. The camera picks up John Stubb's hand crashing into his own forehead in frustration at having to work with Mike Adams for all these years. As Rifle gets to his feet, Supreme Machine irish-whips him to the ropes and then telegraphs a back-drop of all things. Rifle puts on the brakes and pulls his challenger into a piledriver. As Supreme Machine is getting up from the move, Rifle has run to the ropes for added momentum and comes from behind Supreme Machine, grabbing him in a side headlock as he drives him face-down into the canvas with a bulldog. Riflewilly looks confident as he helps his opponent to his feet before hooking him for a suplex. He tries and tries and barely hoists Chaos upside-down. Finally, the Monster manages to twist and come down behind Rifle. Riflewilly quickly pivots around right into a big boot in the kisser. Rifle simply staggers into the corner instead of going down and Supre Machine presses his advantage with a snake eyes on the top turnbuckle. Stubbs: You must be confident now that your bet is going to pay off, Mike. Adams: You betcha, John! A dazed Riflewilly walks right into the Monster's waiting arms as Supreme Machine pulls jis opponent up into a bearhug, gripping his own forearms as he tries to make Riflewilly submit. Rifle shakes his head, vehemently refusing to acquiesce in this contest. He tries to slip his arms down between his torso and the powerful grip of his opponent, but to no avail. Realizing that it's going to take something super-human to force a submission out of Riflewilly, Supreme Machine drops the man to his feet and hooks his head for a big DDT. At the same time, Riflewilly drops the Monster with a spinebuster and both men are down. Willows: One! Neither man is moving, save for the rythmic rise and fall of their chests that shows they're breathing. Willows: Two! Willows: Three! Willows: Four! Willows: Five! Willows: Six! Both men are finally starting to stir. Riflewilly rolls over onto his hands and knees as Supreme Machine is pulling himself up with the assistance of the ropes. Riflewilly drives his knee into the gut of Supreme Machine, the Monster having gotten his feet under him less than a second behind Rifle, but that second was all it took. Rifle kciks Supreme Machine in the gut and signals for the 'Guillotine of Remorse'. As he jumps, Supreme catches his opponent, holding him into the air, uses his momentum to nail a Throttle and Mask!, Supreme for the win..... ONE..... TWO..... THREE!!!!! Sean Williams: Here is your winner and NEW Number One Contender for the X-Division Championship, SUPREME MACHINE!!!! --------------------------------------------------------------- Match #3 Fatal Four Way -Winner gets a future shot at the International Title- Luke Acasas vs. Larry Fields vs. Aaron Hunt vs. Cash Jeremy ------------------------------------------------------------------- (Occ: Due to only 1 Rp out of 4 guys this match will not be written to its fullest,Sorry) The camera comes back to see Larry Fields, Luke Acasas, Cash Jeremy and Aaron Hunt standing in the ring. The ref calls for the bell. DING! DING! DING! Aaron Hunt and Luke Acasas rush each other, rolling out of the ring in a brawl. Cash Jeremy runs at Larry Fields only to be scooped up and brought down with a vicious Powerslam! Aaron Hunt gets off of Luke and slides into the ring. As Hunt gets to his feet, Larry grabs him by the back of the head, slamming his face into the turnbuckle as he tosses Aaron back out of the ring. When Aaron hits the floor, Luke jumps on the offensive. Larry calls for the end, grabbing Jeremy and planting him with the Larry Driver. Larry drops down for the pin... ONE..... TWO.... THREE!!! Stubbs: Holy Shit! Larry Fields just dominated that match Mike! Adam's: Easy John, I was watching the same match. Larry isn't too happy about last week's loss. Sean Williams: The winner of this match, LARRY FIELDS!!!! ---------------------------------------------------------------- Match #4 Singles Match -X-Division Championship Match- Nick Shaw © vs. Bryan Deas ------------------------------------------------------------------ Sean Williams: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the X division title! Introducing first. From Swansea, Wales, United Kingdom he is the Welsh Destroyer! NICK SHAW! The arena's lights dim and 'I'm broken' hit's the P.A. the crowd all climb to their feet as Nick Shaw walks out onto the stage with the X division title around his waist, he looks out at the crowd and then raises the acknowledging arm as a blast of red, white and green comes out from each side of the stage. He makes his way down the ramp, tagging fans hands as he goes and then climbs into the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and raises his arms once again as the crowd all cheer him on as he climbs off the turnbuckle and the music dies out. Sean Williams: And Introducing his Opponent. From Hollywood, California! He is the ballistic BRYAN DEAS! “HEY” Burn in my light by Mercy Drive strikes the PA System the fans jump to their feet and show Bryan Deas banners. After a cue Bryan steps out as the fans erupt into more and more cheering. He walks down the EWF ramp way and fans try to get a slap from him but Bryan just casually walks on. He climbs up the steel steps and into the ring. He eyeballs Shaw before climbing the top right turnbuckle and taunting. Ref Justin Timers steps between the two men Shaw and Deas take off their shirts and Justin calls for the bell. “DING, DING, DING” Both men circle the ring just watching each other in a grappling position. Deas goes to strike but Shaw backs away from it. Shaw tests the ropes suddenly Deas strikes with a punch knocking Shaw to the ground. He starts the beat down and ref Justin Timers starts the 4 count “1,2,3” Deas Backs off John Stubbs: What a cheap shot by Deas Mike Adams: Shut up it was brilliant! Shaw looks at Deas after the cheap shot and looks a bit angered by the situation. Shaw wants a test of strength which is accepted by Deas. The men battle it out like a couple of school boys trying it suddenly Deas goes in cheap with a knee to the gut then a punch to the back knocking the X Division champion to the ground. Deas stomps the 28 year old into the ground like he were dust then picks him up for a devastating spine buster. The canvas shakes and the fans gasps thinking the ring is not safe. Deas smiles as he picks up the champ and looking for a sidewalk slam. He gets Shaw in the position then suddenly Shaw hit’s a inside cradle covering Deas. Timer his the mat as he count ..1..2. Kick out by the challenger John Stubbs: A near fall their Mike Adams: No way is Deas going now that easily! Shaw quickly gets up and looks at the breath taken Deas. Shaw smiles back at Deas saying it was a payback move. Shaw runs at Deas but Deas twists the arm around of Shaw locking him into a hammerlock position. Shaw screams in pain as Deas locks it in and gripping it and putting more pressure. After what seems an eternity Deas pushes away Shaw and smiles back at him. At the moment both men want to prove they are the best. Deas gives a taunt doing the belt taunt with him showing that the title will be around his waist. Shaw goes straight in a goes for a running enziguri but the foot is caught by Deas, Shaw then raises the other foot and hit’s a normal enziguri. Both men stand up quickly but Shaw with the laugh his time. John Stubbs: They are slowing the pace down and Shaw this time with the last laugh Mike Adams: Yes that was good play in my books! John Stubbs: You don’t have any books Mike Adams: Shut up! Shaw and Deas go into a fierce lock-up Deas seems to get the upper hand and drives Shaw into the turnbuckle still in the lock-up position. Shaw then throws Deas into the turnbuckle and starts the punching. Justin comes in with the count “1,2,3,4” Justin pushes away Shaw but then Deas comes running with a big boot to the face of Shaw. Timers goes into Deas’ face and telling him off. Deas pushes away Timers like he was garbage and picks up Shaw and punches with rights to the temple of Shaw. Deas then waits for Shaw to rise up he is stalking the X division champ. Shaw gets up all giddy Deas picks up the 220 pounder and power slams him. Deas gets all hyped up go mental waiting for his finisher to come. Mike Adams: BALL GAME! Shaw rises Deas runs to him before he can get any composure then BAM! Shaw hit’s the spear to Deas. The fans now going mental with the events that are happening. Justin his already holding his head of the impact Shaw picks up Deas then Deas hit’s a uppercut. The sound of it booms all around the arena as fans make a Oooooo noise. Both men lay lifeless on the floor, Justin goes to check on them and starts the 10 count “1,2,3,4,5,6,7” suddenly sign of life as Deas uses the ropes to pull himself up and then is followed by Shaw. Both men go into opposite corners then just stumble into the turnbuckle pads. Deas is facing the turnbuckle and secretly is taking off the safety pads. Deas unhooks one each at a time, Shaw runs over to Deas who quickly ducks Shaw’s head bounces off the steel metal turnbuckle and holds his face in pain. Shaw lets go of his head which is now bleeding the blood is bright red. Deas laughs and hit’s a running knee to Shaw the fans gasp in horror as does Justin. John Stubbs: That’s sick that really is sick Mike Adams: It’s brilliant stop being such a baby this is wrestling! Deas covers to what looks like a dead body everyone thinks it’s over Justin hit’s the mat and counts ..1..2... KICKOUT! Some sort of unbelievable strength has come from Shaw enough to kick out of an impossible pin!! Deas taunts for the choke slam fans cheer as Shaw gets up Deas grabs the throat of Shaw and lifts him up BUT Shaw gets some power to plant Deas’ head into the ground for a ground shaking DDT! The fans go even more mental as Justin jumps in horror. Shaw points to the top turnbuckle which is then responded by the cheering fans. Shaw climbs out the ring and onto the apron, he climbs two steps then Deas awakes and runs over hitting Shaw and making him land on the steel turnbuckle with the crown jewels holding him up. Shaw screams of the unreal torture that’s happening the fans join him with their screaming as well. Mike Adams: Shaw call your wife because you ain’t having any more kids my friend! John Stubbs: I feel the pain to! Mike Adams: How can you, you have nothing their! Deas climbs to the second rope and props Shaw up into superplex position. Deas goes to hit it then Shaw punches the chests of Deas he does it repeatedly and then Deas eventually falls onto the canvas allowing Shaw to get some steadiness back. Shaw then waits for Deas to get up, Shaw points to the sky and hit’s a top rope hurricarana. Shaw gets up quickly and stalks Deas, Deas arises and walks over like a drunk to Shaw. Shaw then pushes Deas into his legs and hit’s the WELSH DESTROYER! The fans stand up and cheer as Shaw covers the ballistic one! Justin counts ..1..2..3! Justin calls for the bell “ DING, DING, DING” The fans erupt into cheers as Shaw stands victorious. Sean Williams: Here’s your winner and STILL X division champion. NICK SHAW! John Stubbs: Never doubted him for a second Mike Adams: Cheap win very cheap win! “I’m Broken” by Pantera hit’s the PA system as Justin raises the arms of Nick Shaw. Shaw climbs the naked turnbuckle and lifts his title in the air and places the title his shoulder then claps for the fans. Shaw leaves the ring and starts backtracking up the ramp. Deas looks lifeless in the ring as Justin goes over to check if he is ok. Deas shows no sign of life as Shaw cheers and kisses his belt and raises it which the fans cheers does as well. Shaw knows he just stole the win. ---------------------------------------------------------------- In-Ring Segment -Post Match Attack- ---------------------------------------------------------------- As Riflewilly was sitting in the crowd the whole time he jumps over the barricade and slides into the ring as Shaw is holding up his title to the fans. Shaw turns around and gets met with a baseball bat to the stomach as he drops the title and falls to his knees. Willy drops the bat and grabs his head and brings him to the turnbuckle to hit The Riflewilly Way knocking out Shaw cold. Willy than grabs the X-Division title and looks at it than looks back at Shaw. Stubbs: Wow Riflewilly although losing against Suprememachine still wants that gold around his waist. Adams: I think he just did this out of desperation because he lost his match earlier. Mean while Suprememachine runs down to the ring to assist Shaw but as he slides into the ring Riflewilly lays out Suprememachine with the X-division Title! Rilly than looks at both men that are down and drops the belt than slides out of the ring and slowly makes his way up the entrance ramp with a smirk on his face as he looks back at the ring seeing Shaw and Suprememachine out cold. Stubbs: What the Hell! Willy just unleashed hell here tonight. He just laid out Nick Shaw and as Suprememachine came down to the ring he gave Supreme a taste of what that X-Division Belt taste like Adams: I don’t know what Willy is trying to prove here tonight but this is the second attack tonight from Willy. I think this is not over between these 3 men! I cant wait to see Supreme and Shaw’s reaction when they realized what just happened. ------------------------------------------------------------- Promo -A early sign- ------------------------------------------------------------- The match comes to an End and Shaw, Deas and Suprememachine are still in the ring. Suddenly the lights fall dark and the tron fires up. a phoenix is flying through space and then dive-bombs through the atmosphere and crashes into the earth below. as it does a Large pyro explodes in the arena. On the tron, A new scene comes about, a scene of the Devil's Den. a description is spilling throughout. The Devil's Den... Shots of the large structure are shown. Since it inception has had a host of broken bodies throughout it. More scenes are shown. Now Monday night... one more body will be added to the list... A shot of Bryan Deas is shown. Bryan Deas, will be the next to be added to the list of those destroyed... A shot of the Phoenix flying up from the ashes and then at the same time a pyro sends a rocket shooting up and out of the stadium. Look for the Phoenix... Revel in his Return... The return is Eminent... And so too will his reign... Remember the Phoenix... Remember the Phoenix... The voice trails again as the lights come back up. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Match #5 No Disqualification -Tag Team Championship Match- 1-Shot Hitmen © vs. Damage Inc. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Sean Williams: Our next match is for the EWF Tag-Team Championships and will be fought under No Disqualification rules! The arena goes dark then The Wonderboy's theme music hits as he saunters down to the ring with a white spotlight gracing his presence.! Sean Williams: Introducing first, one half of the challengers. Hailing from Derby, England, The Wonderboy TOM BURGESS!!!!!! After the music fades, As the song says ladies and gentlemen please bring your attention to me BPJ walks form behind the curtain in the entryway. He stops at the top of the ramp and looks around the arean as a explosion of pyros shoot off into the air. He begins making his way to the ring very slowly but deliberatly stopping and slapping the fans hands at ringside. As the music hits the chorus with eevry Boom a blast of pyro shoots off and BPJ starts to get pumped up and takes off and slide into the ring. he goes to every corner and holds his arms in the air before standing in his nuetral corner waiting for the matcht o start as he rolls his neck and shoulders. Sean Williams: And his partner, hailing all the way from Kansas City, Missouri, he is BIG POPPA JIM!!!! The challengers extend their hands to one another and shake before turning their eyes toward the entry way to await the Champions. Calypso and Vexon come out as "Breath" hits the P.A system and the crowd erupts as they make there way down to the ring slapping their fans hands. Calypso and Vexon stop right before they get into the ring and look at each other. They then slide into the ring together and go to the opposing turnbuckles from each other to pump the crowd up! They then flip off the turnbuckles and meet in the middle of the ring for a pose with Pyro's go off behind them! Sean Williams: Their opponents are the reigning EWF Tag-Team Champions Vexon and Calypso, The ONE-SHOT HITMEN!!!! The Denver audience boos the champions. They smirk at the attention and hand their title belts over to referee Justin Timers. The challengers don't give the champions even a moment's respite as they get the drop on the champions from the outset, Tom and Jim sending their opponents into the corners and unleashing on them with lefts and rights. They irish-whip the 1-Shot Hitmen at one another, but Vexon goes high as Calypso crouches. Vexon spears Jim to the canvas and Calypso does likewise to Tom. The champs get to their feet and hit a double high-five as the bell sounds, officially starting the match. Stubbs: Vexon and Calypso have turned the tables on the challengers! Adams: Don't count your chickens before they're hatched, John. The match is only now just beginning. Calypso goes to leave the ring to Vexon, but is held back by his partner reminding him there's essentially no rules. All four wrestlers lock up in the middle of the ring and jockey for position. Jim easily backs Vexon into a corner while Tom and Calypso have a much tougher time getting the better of the other man. Jim fires off a knee into Vexon's gut before DDTing him to the mat. He glances over and sees that Calypso has gotten Jim backed to the ropes, so he flips both men over the ropes to the floor below. Vexon gets up and rushes Jim, only to be kicked in the groin, dropping the man to his knees. Jim locks in an armbar on Vexon, hoping to get the early submission on the man. Stubbs: Look at the challengers in action, John. Damage Inc. is my favorite company, you know. Adams: I'm sure it is, John. The sarcasm drops from Mike's statement. While Vexon tries to struggle out of Jim's armbar, Tom levels Calypso with a short-arm clothesline. Tom follows up by climbing to the apron and coming off with a frog splash onto the champion. Tom goes for a pin, but being inside the ring, Timers isn't able to make it out quickly enough to make any kind of count before the challenger yanks his opponent to his feet and rolls him back into the ring, following right behind. Tom locks a cross armbar on his opponent, nearly mirroring Jim's submission hold on Vexon. Adams: They're going to submit in stereo! I love it! Stubbs: At least you've stopped being biased in your match-calling, Mike. Adams: I'm glad you noticed. With their free arms, the champions reach out to one another and grasp wrists, drawing strength from one another. Pulling themselves closer together, they manage to get the upper (lower?) hand on their opponents, Vexon breaking Tom off of Calypso and the champion returning the favor with a stiff punch in the scrotum of Jim. Jim rolls on the canvas in agony. The champs are up now and double whip Tom to the ropes. They both hit him on the rebound with textbook dropkicks, sprawling the man through the ropes to the floor. Adams: What a great move! Stubbs: Two on one! That's not fair, they need to be disqualified! Adams: There are no disqualifications. Jim is slowly getting his feet under him and Vexon German suplexes him. Jim rolls with it and is to his feet only to be German suplexed by Calypso this time. Vexon unleashes a series of stiff martial arts kicks. Jim retaliates, however, by grabbing Vexon's head and suplexing him, floating over into a pin. Calypso breaks the pin with an elbow drop to the back of the head. Jim is up and hits a Russian legsweep on the champion. Tom hops into the ring and runs at Calypso, taking him down with a running DDT. Damage Inc. high five one another and both slip out of the ring on opposite sides. They come up with steel chairs from beneath the ring. Adams: Business is about to pick up! Stubbs: I thought you were all about fair play in this match? Adams: It's no DQ, Mike! Chairs are swung and the champs manage to duck and roll out of the ring, avoiding a beheading at the hands of vicious steel chairs. Jim throws his chair out of the ring at Calypso who narrowly dodges out of the way. Tom dives out of the ring, slamming chair-first into the face of Vexon. Both men are down and not moving from the impact of the suicidal move. Denver: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Jim looks out of the ring at his downed partner, realizing Tom's head also slammed into the chair as he leveled Vexon. Calypso slides into the ring and behind Jim, picking him up and dropping him with an atomic drop. Calypso fishes in his trunks and pulls out a pair of brass knuckles, quickly sliding them onto his fingers. He swings at the back of Jim's head, but the challenger ducks his head forward and brings his boot up between Calypso's legs. Stubbs: Sheer luck on the part of Big Poppa Jim. Adams: No way. Jim's got more ring savvy in his little finger than most guys have altogether. Calypso is still on his feet, his hands cupping the injured family jewels. Jim runs to the opposite ropes and rebounds off with enough momentum to clothesline the champion into a back-flip. Adams: What a 'Coat-Hanger'! Jim drops an elbow onto Calypso, then unleashes a torrent of more elbows to the face of the champion. Jim stands up, lifts up Calypso, and performs The Big Poppa Drop!! The referee drops and slaps the canvas... ONE..... TWO..... THREE!!!! Sean Williams: Here are your winners and NEW EWF Tag-Team Champions, Big Poppa Jim, Wonderboy Tom Burgess, DAMAGE INC!!!!!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Main Event Interpromotional Singles Match -Non Title match- Special Guest Referee: Liam Alexander Alex "Iceman" Liddel vs. Mr. Showtime © --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Angel's Punishment by Lacuna Coil blares through the PA as Liam Alexander comes through the curtain wearing a striped referee shirt and makes his way to ringside. He circles the ring once and climbs in. The lights fade to a dim blue as "U Don't Wanna B Like Me" by Twiztid begins to play through the PA system. After a few moments, Alex "The Iceman" Liddel appears behind the curtain with a black "EP" armband on his arm. Completley consumed in his own distress, Alex inadvertantly ignores the fans, and keeps a stone cold glare upon the ring. As Alex makes his way down to the ring, the lights fade out, leaving a deep blue spotlight shining on The Iceman. As Liddel gets to the bottom of the ramp, He eyes the armband, placing a hand over it. Alex looks up at the roof of the arena and then slowly hangs his head as he makes his way to the steel steps. Alex climbs the stairs then enters the ring. As Alex stands up straight, the lights return to a dim blue all over and after Alex gets to the center of the ring, he falls to his knees, looking up towards the heavens with his hands on his armbands. The music fades and the lights return to normal as Alex returns to his feet. “Step Up” By Drowning Pool hits the Pa as Showtime steps out of the curtain and looks around. He holds the international title over his head and then locks his gaze on the eyes of Alex Liddel. He then drops his title and dashes to the ring. He slides in and Liddel dives on top of him. Liddel begins hammering at him and they begin punching each other rapidly as the bell rings. Liddel jumps up followed by Showtime. Showtime dashes towards Liddel and they lock up. Liddel pushes Showtime back into the corner and pushes Showtime’s arms into his own throat like a choke hold. Liam Alexander begins to count to five. 1… 2…. 3…. 4… Liddel lets go and backs up as Showtime walks out of the corner. He kicks Liddel in the gut and Liddel doubles over. Showtime punches Liddel right in the temple and Liddel staggers. Showtime punches him again and again as Liddel staggers back into the ropes. Showtime grabs the arm of Alex Liddel and whips him into the opposite ropes. Liddel returns and Showtime nailes him with a running clothesline. Liddel slams into the canvas hard with his back. Showtime begins kicking Liddel. After about three kicks Liddel rolls out of the ring and just as Showtime is about to climb out after him Liam acts as a referee should and stops him. Showtime shoots Liam a dirty look and backs off. Liam begins counting 1…. 2….. 3….. 4…. Liddel rolls back into the ring and Showtime begins stomping on his back again. Liddel rolls out of the ring again and this time pulls Showtime’s legs out from under him. Showtime falls to the mat and Liddel slides back in. Liddel tries to drop an elbow onto the chest of Showtime, but Showtime rolls out of the way and Liddel just hits the canvas. Showtime gets up quick as does Liddel. They both stare each other down and then lock up. Liddel pushes Showtime back and breaks the lockup. He runs at Showtime and attempts a clothesline, but Showtime ducks and Liddel bounces off of the ropes. Liddel returns however with a running boot to the face and Showtime falls hard. Liddel walks over and lifts Liddel to his feet and walks behind him. He locks his arms around the waist of Showtime to attempt a german suplex. Liddel wraps a leg around Liddel’s and stops the suplex. Liddel drives his forehead into the back of Showtime’s head in some sort of modified headbut fashion. Showtime’s leg loosens and Liddel lifts again quickly. This time lifting Showtime up over him and nailing him with a german suplex. Showtime crumples like an accordion and is still on the mat. Stubbs: What problem solving skills by Alex Liddel. Adams: If he uses his head like that much more he won’t be able to think straight. Liddel walks over and lifts Showtime to his feet again. He then wraps his arm around the neck of Showtime and lifts him high into the air. He then drops down with a suplex. Liddel covers Showtime and Liam drops to count. 1…. 2…. Showtime gets a foot on the rope and Liddel gets mad. He stands up and begins arguing with Liam Alexander as Showtime slowly uses the ropes to get to his feet. Liddel realizes this and turns and runs at Showtime. He drives a knee into the face of Showtime who collapses again to the mat. Liddel holds the ropes for leverage as he sbegins stomping on the defenseless Showtime again. After about five stomps, Liam Alexander comes over and pulls Liddel away from Showtime. Liddel gets mad and turns and motions as if he is about to punch Liam. Liam smiles and shakes his head. Liddel stands and stares at Liam for a moment or two as Showtime gets to his feet. Liddel realizes that Showtime is up again and turns around just in time to meet a superkick head on. Liddel collapses and Showtime goes for a cover. 1…. 2….. Liddel kicks out. Showtime stands up and lifts Liddel to his feet. He then wraps his arms around Liddel and snaps him violently overhead with a t-bone suplex. Liddel is now lying flat out twitching. Showtime bounces off of the rope and returns with an elbow to the chest of Liddel. Showtime again goes for the cover. 1…. 2…. Liddel kicks out. Showtime stands up and begins stomping at Liddel. Liddel rolls away and Showtime gives chase and continues to stomp on Liddel even as Liddel holds the ropes. Liam Alexander comes over and pulls Showtime back this time and Showtime pushes Liam out of the way. Liam now looks a bit upset as Showtime lifts Liddel to his feet. Liam then spins Showtime around and Showtime just glares cold and hard into the eyes of Liam Alexander. Liam backs up a step as Liddel walks towards Showtime. Showtime turns around as Liddel tries to nail him in the back with a closed fist and Liddel staggers forward. Liam then kicks Liddel in the gut and drops him to the mat with a spike ddt. Liddel is now out cold as Liam stands up again. Showtime stares and smiles at what just transpired as he walks over to Liam and shake his hand when Liam kicks him in the gut as well and nails another spike ddt. Liam then gets up and stares at the two unconscious men in the ring and places the arm of Showtime over the chest of Liddel. Liam Alexander then counts the pin 1….. 2….. 3…. Sean Williams: Winner by pinfall Mr Showtime! Stubbs: Holy hell! Liam Alexander just screwed the Iceman out of this match by placing Showtime on top of him Adams: Well I think Liam Alexander had a plan and what he has done tonight has been planned for some time now it seemed My question is Why? Why did De Luca do it? Stubbs: Well during the week I am sure we will here why this happened tonight. Thank you for joining us on Monday Night Revolution. GOODNIGHT FOLKS! |
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