Graveltrap's "S.R.J" Is playing as usual, but is cut
short as we are taken backstage straight away where we find
ourselves in the backstage area, more specifically, the
locker room of Stryfe. The camera enters to find him sitting silently, engaged
in a Chess match with his former comrade, Tombstone. Stryfe is noticeably in
the lead.
Tombstone: Right... well... enough of this nonsense Stryfe... your camera's
in... I'm going to head out to the audience. Good luck tonight.
Stryfe smiles at his friend's forfeit, as Tombstone walks past the cameraman and
disappears off-scene. Stryfe, clad in all black, welcomes the cameraman to his
locker room.
Stryfe: Nothing like a good Chess match before my wrestling match.
And about tonight...
Stryfe is cut short by a struggle of some kind just outside his room. A referee
comes in backwards, and a few seconds later, we see he was pushed in by Xander.
Referee: You are NOT allowed in here! I refuse to officiate until
the scheduled time-
Xander shoves the referee back again and barges in to confront Stryfe, as the
two stand-off, the slightly-taller Xander staring Stryfe straight in the eyes.
Stryfe: You want to hit me, jackass? Is that it? Couldn't wait, could ya?
Xander: Stryfe, you know there's nothing more I've wanted this past
week than to tear you limb from limb. Why postpone the carnage?[/font]
Stryfe sneers as the referee gets back to his feet.
Ref: Gentlemen... please...
By the time the referee fully regains himself, Xander and Stryfe have already
begun their combat. They trade blows for some time, knocking over the Chess
board and everything else in sight. The fight eventually drifts to the outside,
as a sigh comes from the referee. Knowing the fight is being shown to the
audience in the tron screen, he signals the timekeeper to ring the bell, as
Xander vs. Stryfe for the World Title Quarterfinals begins.
In the hallway, Stryfe shoves Xander away and reaches for the nearest object he
can find. Discovering a fire extinguisher, he breaks it's casing and retrieves
it from the wall as Xander delivers a strong kick to the midsection. The blow
causes Stryfe to drop the microphone, as the commentator's mics are turned back
on.
MR: Ladies and gentleman the bitter hatred between
these two men has just EXPLODED, with Xander confronting Stryfe in his
locker room, as we get one of the most anticipated match-ups in a long time
coming to us a little early!
Xander delivers several hard, right hands to the head of Stryfe, he picks him up
to his feet and rakes the eyes. Stryfe clutches Xander's hand and brings it
away from his face, followed by a cheap shot kick to the kneecap. Xander
screams in pain and clutches at his leg, as Stryfe gives a Ken Shamrock style
roundhouse to the temple. Xander topples to the ground as Stryfe eyes his prey.
HI: Mike, with Stryfe's proficiency in the art of submission wrestling, this
match could very easily end before it was even meant to begin.
MR: You're absolutely right
Icon, and Xander could also easily regain the upper hand here and turn this
thing around... these men have such powerful moves in their repertoire, either
one is capable of one-move matches.
Xander gets on his hands and knees as Stryfe moves behind him, locking in a
Tazzmission. Xander makes a choking sound at first, then mulekicks Stryfe in
the testicles. Releasing Xander, Stryfe goes down to his knees as Xander
clutches a wall to stabilize himself. Stryfe grabs the fire extinguisher and
launches it at Xander's head. Seeing it coming, Xander grabs the weapon and
throws it back at Stryfe, and the shot is successful as Stryfe goes to his back.
Grabbing his leg, Xander turns Stryfe to his stomach and locks in a Single Leg
Crab. Stryfe brings his head up and, in a move to quick for anyone to see what
happened, rolls out of the move with his leg intact.
HI: Stryfe's the master of submission wrestling, as I said, he can get out of
any hold just as easily as he'd be able to lock one in.
A dumbfounded Xander regains his train of thought and rushes Stryfe, tackling
him to the ground, mounting him, and landing several blows to the face. Stryfe
delivers a powerful kick to the back of Xander, sending him flying off, and the
two men right themselves and stand face-to-face once again.
They circle for a few moments, neither one wishing to advance. They tie up and
work their way into a lobby area, as Xander punches Stryfe in the throat to gain
the upper hand once more. He grabs a pot of coffee off of a nearby table, and,
clutching Stryfe in a headlock, begins to poor it on him. Reading the label, he
starts to taunt Stryfe.
Xander: See what French Vanilla can do now Stryfe, huh?
Stryfe, taking the insult to heart, elbows Xander in the midsection to break the
hold and immediately connects with a superkick to Xander's jaw, sending him
behind a large desk. Stryfe follows behind and picks Xander up to his feet, and
as Xander makes a swing, Stryfe ducks it and gets in position to deliver a
T-Bone Suplex, sending Xander right through the desk.
He rolls over and gets on top as the referee starts to count...
Ref: One... two...
A kickout by Xander as a frustrated Stryfe gets to his feet and starts
delivering boots to Xander. Eventually Xander catches the leg of Stryfe and
dragon screws him down to the ground, and again the two men stand face-to-face.
MR: Folks I'd hate to
interrupt this insane brawl but we have a show to get on with! We've got a
camera following these men around anyways, capturing every moment of the
carnage!
MR stops talking as the scene shifts again, this time in the actual arena
Opening Match
Newbie Match
Triple Threat Match
Brian Banks Vs Xero Vs Wolf Vs Jason Van Zant
Wolf is already standing in the ring, looking on as an instrumental version of "Fuel" begins to play. Brian Banks makes his way out to a very negative response as he slides into the ring, ignoring Wolf.
"Headstrong" by Trapt begins to play as Xero comes running down, he slides into the ring and begins jawing at Banks. Wolf tries to join in, but gets ignored as the ref stops Banks and Xero from getting it off early.
MR: Look at these guys wanting to get it on early!!
HI: Understandable, there's a lot actually riding on this match. If you impress the boss, you're going to be pushed higher and harder.
"Kick Start My Heart" by Motley Crue begins to play as Van Zant comes running down the ramp and slides into the ring. The four men stand in the opposite turnbuckles to one another, all raring to go. The referee calls for the bell and the match begins. Brian Banks and Xero begin to slug it out with one another, exchanging punches. Brian takes advantage and dropkicks Xero and then into a quick cover. Xero quickly kicks out and Brian picks him back up and whips him into the ropes and goes for a spinning body slam, however Xero kicks him in the face before he can do anything.
HI: You know I love watching four rookies to this company step into the same ring TOLD to impress Jay V…you know some high risk moves, and some stupid mistakes are going to be made…entertainment at its best!
MR: I too love these matches Icon – but for different reasons, looking at the next big names to the company is always excellent and these four men certainly look to be something special for the ever growing WSW!
Wolf and Jason are also slugging it out and Jason has Wolf in a side hammer headlock. Wolf begins to smash elbows into the ribs of Jason to break the hold and eventually the hold is broken – Wolf runs into the ropes and smashes Jason to the canvas with a MASSIVE clothesline! Wolf begins to stomp on Jason and then dives into a cover. 1…2…KICK OUT!
MR: Two early covers in this match. Remember first man to get a pinfall or a submission will walk away with the win!
Xero and Brian are now outside the ring. Xero has Brian down on the security banister and is smashing him with stomp after stomp after stomp. He then drops down on him and begins to choke him out with an illegal choke! Xero breaks the hold and rolls into the ring – and then back out. He picks Brian up and kicks him in the right knee, and then goes for a Irish whip into the steel steps, Brian reverses but instead of sending Xero into the steel steps he locks Xero’s own right arm around his own neck and smashes him with a Neckbreaker onto the safety mats.
MR: GREAT REVERSAL BY BRIAN BANKS!!!
HI: AND LOOK AT JASON VAN ZANT!!!
Jason Van Zant has turned the tides on Wolf and now Wolf has his head tied up by the middle and top rope, Jason is on the top rope, and then jumps – hitting a high leg drop onto Wolf. For a couple moments Wolf bounces in between the choking ropes, but then the clothesline gives way, letting the top rope drop – breaking the choke. Jason on the other hand is on the outside of the ring, holding his back in pain from the way he dropped to the floor.
MR: These guys are already setting the way to impress…I just can’t believe how lenient the referee is actually being…
HI: Its called letting them break-in. It’s a part of the business because we all know that rookies need there time to make an impact, basically referee’s are lenient to them – ESPECIALLY when its against another rookie!
Brian Banks picks Jason up, and spins him around and he locks for an Irish Whip – as Xero runs around from the other side of the ring Brian whips Jason into Xero – who to protect himself from being hurt clotheslines Xero to the floor! Jason then staggers over to the Security Bannister, holding his back in pain!
MR: I think Jason Van Zant has hurt his back when he fell awkwardly…
HI: Oh man, that has to suck on his debut match!
Brian slides into the ring and picks Wolf up. He whips him into the ropes and then hits him with a tilt-o-whirl Shoulder Breaker. Brian gets to his feet and screams out to the fans ‘ITS OVER’ he goes to pick Wolf up, and as he turns around Xero smashes him with a superkick, Brian falls back into the ropes, Xero runs into the opposite ropes and charges at Brian – Brian dodges out the way at the last moment obstructing the referee, as he does so, Xero bounces into the ropes which is then met with a chair shot to the head by Jason Van Zant!!!
MR: WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED!
HI: Out of nowhere Jason Van Zant just smashed a chair into the face of Xero…as Brian Banks obstructed the referee’s vision! I thought Jason was injured!
Jason throws the evidence away and slides into the ring. Brian Banks, sucks up to the referee by checking the referee is okay. He then turns around and Jason and Brian look at one another – pissed off at one another. The crowd cheers lightly as it looks like the two rookies are about to ‘clash’ both men then smile and shake one another’s hand. The crowd begins to jeer at the dismay of no rookie fight. The two men laugh.
MR: Did…did those two guys, SET THAT UP?
HI: OH MAN THAT WAS SMART SHIT!!!
Wolf charges at the two men with a double clothesline, Wolf manages to get Brian but not Jason who quickly dodges out of the way. Wolf turns around and then charges at Jason who drop toe holds him into the ropes. He checks on Brian, and then the two men run into the ropes at the same time and hit a double dropkick to Wolf. Wolf falls through the bottom and middle rope and out of the ring. The two men turn around as Xero slides into the ring both men charge at him with a double team clothesline. Xero falls to the ground, Both men run into opposite ropes - Brian smashes Xero with a leg drop to the neck as Jason delivers a elbow drop to the stomach at the same time. The two men then slide out of the ring. Wolf lies on the floor outside the ring, as Xero lies in pain in the middle of the ring. Jason then covers Wolf as Banks covers Xero. The ref counts with both hands 1…2….3!!!
MR: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!?!
HI: I…I…I have no idea…
The two men turn around and begin making there way up the ramp. At the top of the ramp they both turn around and raise one another’s hands in triumph! They then make there way backstage much to the fans dislike!
MR: WHAT ABOUT THE MATCH?!?! THESE TWO FRESH STARS HAVE TRICKED US ALL…I can only feel for Xero and Wolf who were SCREWED out of the match!
HI: But you must give the boys some credit…for rookies to the company they tricked Wolf and Xero…and put on a mighty fine performance!
WINNERS = JASON VAN ZANT AND BRIAN BANKS!!!
We open up backstage as we see Liana walking through the halls. She stops and asks someone where Quentin Barnes' locker room is, when someone approaches her with a baseball cap pulled down and a clipboard.
Man: Liana, do you think that if you were seriously injured, you wouldn't compete in the Semi-Final next week?
Liana: ....umm...
Liana looks around, hoping to see someone she knows, when she gets hit with an Inverted DDT. The man removes his baseball cap...
HI: HOLY SHIT!!!
MR: THAT'S JOHNNY LEGEND FROM XHW!!!
Johnny starts laughing as he kicks Liana. Liana seems out cold... so Legend picks her up and throws her HARD against a wall, only to see her fall down and smash through a table. Johnny looks at what he's done silently before rushing off.
Match 2
Cage Match Triple Threat Match
Justin Bred Vs Yoshi Vs Shrimal
MR: What a spectacular opening for Monday Night Mutiny live from New York, New York.
HI: Now it is time for 20 feet tall monstrous steel cage to come down for our second match of the night.
The WSW ring crew come out and start putting up the steel cage.
MR: Yeah, it is Justin Bred vs. Yoshi vs. Shrimal…Justin Bred has the obvious advantage with the fact that he’s more experienced out of the group.
HI: Also, Justin Bred has another advantage because he’ll be doped up on shine and won’t be able to feel anything.
The WSW ring crew is almost done with three fourths of the cage up.
MR: For those of you who didn’t see the announcement on WSW.COM, President Jay V has announced that this match is pinfalls only. Climbing out of the cage will get you out of the cage but not a victory.
HI: Well, considering how big Justin Bred and Yoshi are, it might also get them a heart attack…
The WSW ring crew finishes putting up the ring, much to the joy of the fans. The crowd screams approvingly.
MR: Here comes the veteran out of the bunch, Justin Bred!
"In Constant Sorrow" by The Soggy Bottom Boys blears across Madison Square Garden, and Justin Bred makes his way to the ring with a bottle of shine under his arm.
MR: I’m not quite sure that bottle of shine is legal.
HI: Shut up Mike, I’m gonna see if I can get him to share.
The sound of microphone/headphones hitting the announce table can be heard as Hardcore Icon gets up and approaches Justin Bred with a red plastic cup. Justin Bred looks out at the crowd which responds with an overwhelming chorus of cheers, shrugs, and gives HI some ‘shine! HI trots back to the announce table as "Kindred Spirits" by Liquid Tension Experiment starts playing and Shrimal makes his way to the ring as Justin Bred awaits inside the cage.
MR: Icon is gonna get hit with a fine from Jay…but Shrimal looks damn impressive!
Shrimal slowly climbs up the steel steps, but doesn’t enter the cage yet. Hardcore Icon resumes his usual spot at the announce table, his red plastic cup empty already.
HI: Wow, this stuff is nasty, but damn! I’ve already got me a buzz whoo doggy!
MR: Icon, listen to yourself…
HI: SHIT! I’m speaking HICK!
HI tosses the plastic cup into a trashcan under the announce table as Ozzy Osborne screams “I AM IRON MAN.” The mammoth Yoshi appears in the entrance way, and methodically makes his way to the ring…
HI: Iron man? He must mean as heavy as man of iron, and not the world strongest man contest.
MR: I don’t know… he looks pretty strong Icon.
HI: He’s fatter then a certain wrestler’s mom.
Shrimal takes this opportunity to climb through the steel door of the cage and into the ring, only to have the moonshine jug smashed over his head. Justin looks to go for a pin, then notices his shine all over the mat, and lets out a moan of sorrow. Yoshi has a bit of trouble getting into the ring, so, putting his incredible sadness aside, Justin Bred helps him by DDTing him into the ring.
MR: Already, the veteran has taken control.
Yoshi head hits the mat hard. Justin Bred goes for a pin, but Yoshi lifts him up in a bench press, and tosses him off of himself and into the steel cage wall.
HI: Or not…
Shrimal groggily makes his way to his feet, as does Justin Bred. All three men look at each other, then charge.
MR: Good God! This is not a wrestling match, it’s a brawl!
HI: I’d expect nothing else from a French guy, a fat guy, and a drunk guy in a steel cage.
MR: In the WSW nonetheless!
HI: A compelling is somewhat moronic argument to say the least.
As the match degrades into a slugfest, Shrimal suddenly collapses for no apparent reason. Yoshi is thrown to the ropes, but has got stuck in between them so Justin Bred delivers his move, Pancakes, onto Shrimal and gets the 3 count. The crowd, who seemed to not care, suddenly start cheering
MR: What’s going on?
HI: Someone’s coming down the ramp!
WINNER = JUSTIN BRED
Xander runs down the ramp and steps through the door and into the ring. He picks Shrimal up and kicks him in the stomach. He then lifts Shrimal up in a vertical lift and slams him, head first, into the mat with a tremendous DDT!
MR: X DIVISION X DIVISION X DIVISION!
HI: I heard you the first time…jeez.
The crowd cheers again for no reason, then Stryfe can be seen running through the crowd and jumping over the guard rail. He enters the ring via the door and clips the groggily standing Justin’s left leg. He then picks Bred up so that his back is facing Stryfe and picks him up in a reverse fireman’s carry.
MR: This isn’t going to be pretty!
Stryfe slams Bred down to the mat with an incredible reverse death valley driver!
HI: You were right…that wasn’t pretty…it was damn cool though!
MR: He just put Justin Bred on the Burning Cross!!
Xander and Stryfe look at each other…then at Yoshi. They nod toward each other, then both start wailing away with hard fists to Yoshi. Yoshi tumbles back into the rope and bounces forward. Xander and Stryfe strain and pick him up together over their heads, then toss him into the wall of the steel cage facing the entrance way. The wall gives and Yoshi flies to the floor!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!!
MR: INCREDIBLE!!
HI: God is that Yoshi fat or what?
Seeing that Yoshi is out of it, Xander turns around and nails Stryfe with a superkick. He then straddles and starts nailing Stryfe with stiff right hands. Stryfe gets his feet up and under Xander, and monkey flips him up and over into the steel cage wall!
MR: But their match hasn’t even started yet!
HI: Who cares, KILL HIM!!
MR: You’re sad you know…
HI: Actually I’m quite happy…
MR: Probably the ‘shine.
HI: Wouldn’t doubt it.
Stryfe leaps to his feet and picks Xander up in a reverse fireman’s carry. Xander wiggles out of the hold and kicks Stryfe in the gut. He goes for a vertical lift, but Stryfe kicks his legs and reverses it into a text book perfect vertical suplex. Stryfe tosses Xander into the ropes, only to be nailed by a beautiful dropkick to the face by Xander.
MR: Here come the referees to break up this brawl.
HI: BUT WHY?? It’s kicking ass right now!
Three WSW referees run around the bodies of Yoshi, Justin Bred, and Shrimal and into the ring via the missing wall section. Xander clotheslines one down to the mat, while Stryfe nails one with a spear. The other referee runs for his life as Xander pursues him out of the ring and toward the entrance. Stryfe follows and nails Xander with a clothesline to the back of the head.
MR: These men are out of control!
HI: So is my bladder thanks to this ‘shine. I’ll be back.
The sound of microphone/headphones hitting the announce table can be heard as Hardcore Icon runs for the bathroom. Meanwhile, Stryfe goes to toss Xander into the steel guard rail, only to have Xander reverse it and toss Stryfe head first into the guard rail. Xander then picks Stryfe up and Russian Leg Sweeps him back into the security barrier. He then goes to toss Stryfe into the security rail across the way, but stops to let Hardcore Icon run through. Hardcore Icon and Xander exchange nods, then Xander proceeds on trying to toss Stryfe into the security rail. Stryfe reverses the whip into a short arm clothesline, knocking Xander to the floor. Stryfe picks Xander up and both men proceed on slamming each other with some serious fisticuffs as they fight through the entranceway and into the backstage area. The camera refocuses on MR at the announce table.
MR: I don’t know quite what to say folks. Wait a sec; I just got word via backstage that Jay V is going to have a camera crew follow Xander and Stryfe. They’ll update us periodically, but we have to proceed to the next match. What a night this is already, and we aren’t even halfway into the card!
Commercial For Vulgarity, airing in two weeks! When Mutiny comes back on air, Icon is making his way back to the announce desk with a satisfied grin on his face.
Match 3
Singles Match
Revolution Vs Zak Hackett
"Feel So Numb" by Rob Zombie blares through the arena as Revolution makes his way out in a mist of fog. He pumps up at the crowd as they boo him. He simply smirks before rolling into the ring and crouching in a corner, awaiting his opponent
HI: He had a tough Boiler Room Brawl match with Justin Bred last week, but damn, this guy is always intense
MR: Indeed he is, but here comes Hackett!
"Still Frame" by Trapt plays as Hackett comes rushing down the ramp, he slides into the ring as Revolution and Zak stare one another down
HI: Hackett has to prove himself here tonight...
Revolution and Zak stand staring at one another in the ring, the referee pulls his hand back and the bell is rung. Revolution pounces on Zak with a short arm clothesline. Zak doubles over and Revolution begins to kick him in the gut, he soon follows this up with a DDT to the canvas, Revolution turns Zak over and instantly covers him 1…2…KICK OUT by Zak.
MR: Revolution going straight for the pinfall there!
HI: After his boiler room brawl last week…that’s the most sensible idea he’s had!!!
Revolution picks Zak up and whips him into the ropes, Zak slides between Revolutions leg’s and quickly gains to his feet. As Revolution spins around, Zak smashes him with a dropkick, Revolution staggers back into the ropes – Zak quickly gets to his feet and charges at Revolution with a clothesline sending Revolution over the top rope and down to the outside mat, as the two men fall to the floor they begin to exchange blows to one another, rolling around on the floor as they do so.
MR: This is one hell of a high paced match folks by these very talented superstars!
Zak is the first to his feet; he picks Revolution up and whips him into the steel steps. Revolution tries and dodges but manages to go in still knee first though! He falls straight over the steps and down to the floor holding his knee. Zak quickly takes advantage and runs at him he picks him up and rolls him into the ring. Zak locks in a Boston Crab Submission in the middle of the ring, applying pressure to the hurting knee!
HI: Smart idea here by Zak! Get Revolution at his weak point!
Zak breaks the hold when it becomes obvious Revolution won’t tap – he picks him up and smacks him in the face and then locks for a suplex, Revolution however blocks the move and then tries to reverse with his own suplex – which he does so, Zak though smashes into the ropes and then sling shots back forward, much to the surprise of Revolution who is caught by Zak’s knee to the face, Revolution falls to the canvas and Zak lands on top of him the referee counts the fall 1…2…KICK OUT!!!
MR: In all my years in this business I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything quite like that!!!!
HI: Same here…same…fucking strange stuff!!!
Zak and Revolution get to their feet at the same time and the crowd applauds both men for their effort in this match. They charge at one another, and Zak grabs Revolution around the waist and hits him with a German Suplex into a bridge pin 1…2…KICK OUT!!!
MR: With so much energy being put into this match by both men…you have to believe that this match is coming to an end soon…
HI: Yeah energy is being burnt up here as they charge at one another over and over – but the fans respect them for that…they’re applauding at seeing these men trying to tear one another apart just BECAUSE it’s a wrestling match and reputation is on the line…fans love that!
Zak swings at Revolution, but Revo ducks the right hand and looks for the Dragon Clutch. Zak makes his way hastily to the ropes and taps his head, showing his intelligence as the ref breaks the hold. His intelligence is short lived however as he turns around into a high martial arts kick, almost decapitating him. Zak just stumbles around before Revolution picks him up... AND HITS THE KEY CRUSHER!!
MR: This one's in the bag... 1...2... and three....
HI: An impressive victory by Revolution, but Hackett certainly looked impressive tonight, big things predicted for this kid. All he's gotta do is pull his fist out of Adz's...
MR: ANYWAY Folks, we need to take a short break
WINNER = REVOLUTION!!!
Commercial Break for Adz's Mom's Pancakes. The best pancakes this side of Mongolia
MR: Folks, let us take you to the Parking Lot where Xander and Stryfe are still going at it for a pinfall
Xander has hold of Stryfe by the scruff of the neck and slams him into a pillar. Xander then walks over and grabs a metal pole before swinging it at Stryfe, only for Stryfe to move and Xander connecting with the cement wall. The impact was so much, Xander drops the metal pole, and receives a spinning heel kick to the face as he turns to face Stryfe.
HI: Xander getting a little too wrapped up in actually hurting Stryfe there, Stryfe seems to be focused on the prize at stake
MR: Indeed it certainly seems that way Icon, but you have to favour Xander in this kind of environment
HI: When Stryfe was a former Stipulation Champ? Fuck that...
Stryfe picks Xander up and hits a textbook Fisherman's Suplex. He bridges for the pin 1...2... kickout from Xander. Stryfe picks Xander up and drives a knee into his mid-section before throwing him into a car. Xander's back connects with the car door with a thud as the alarm starts to go off. Stryfe rushes at Xander, but Xander quickly drops down and with a drop toe hold, sends Stryfe head first through the side window of the car!
HI: That'll hurt tomorrow.. and... in about 37 seconds...
MR: Belee Dat
HI: ...
Xander pulls Stryfe out who slumps to the floor, and is starting to bleed pretty bad. Xander covers but doesn't hook the leg 1...2....thre~ Stryfe just about kicks out
HI: You've got to learn to hook the fucking leg!!
Xander picks Stryfe up and starts walking off with him, banging his bloody head into various chunks of cement, leaving Stryfe's blood prints everywhere.
MR: Well folks, it's now time for the triple threat match between the Stipulation Champion Riggs, Knife Point, and the returning Bullet
HI: Riggs has been uncharacteristically quiet this week, and it'll be interesting to see if either Knife Point OR Bullet have any ring rust.
Riggs is seen walking out to his car when Betty tries to stop him
Betty: Riggs, you've got a match next!!
Riggs: No... that's what they want me to do. I'm not going to fight tonight... I need to return to the Underworld... WsW brought it upon their selves...
Match 4
Non Title
Triple Threat Match
Knife Point Vs Riggs Vs Bullet
The closing notes of ‘Bitter Sweet Symphony” by The Verve drain away as Bullet can be seen walking right into Knife Point’s face, both men talking trash.
MR: After Riggs left before this match tonight, the bragging rights of this match were raised just a bit higher. Neither will have excuses in this one!
HI: Bullet is an old school WsW Wrestler, much like Knife Point... This should certainly be interesting.
The bell rings and the referee takes a few extra steps back then usual, getting out of the way as the two competitors go in for the collar-and-elbow tie-up. Bullet uses his 6 extra inches to his advantage, gaining control, forcing Knife Point into a headlock. Knife pulls Bullet to the ropes, bouncing him off and catching him on the rebound with a stiff dropkick to the chin!
MR: That could have knocked his head off clean!
HI: Please, I’ve seen better kicks from a jackass.
Bullet kips up, and sweeps out Knife Point’s legs and goes into a cover. Knife kicks out before the ref even gets in position. Knife then follows with the same combo on Bullet, and he kicks out before the count.
MR: These men returning back to basics-
HI: And the crowd doesn’t seem to be particularly enjoying it… I agree, BRING IN THE EXTREME!
MR: …
They face off once more, and Knife Point seems to enjoy the encounter when…
*SLAP*
MR: …
HI: …
MR: Aw hell no, Bullet didn’t just slap Knife Point right across the face.
*SLAP*
HI: Either that or Bullet seems to take the closed fist rule to heart…
MR: GORE! GORE! GORE!
HI: Holy hell, Knife Point went from stagger to gore… you’ve been wanting to say that for a while, huh?
MR: *sheepishly* Yeah-huh.
Knife Point gets in the… *ahem* dominating position and starts whaling away with punches to Bullet, who quickly turns the tables, laying out KP with thunderous forearm shots. He leaps up, and hits a low standing frog splash. Cover! 1…2…KICKOUT!
HI: Awesome move right there!
MR: It WAS pretty good elevation considering he was standing…
Bullet picks up Point, but suddenly drops to his knees, holding his crotch. The referee goes to see what happened, and Bullet reaches over and hits a lightning fast low blow on him, followed by a leg sweep.
MR: Sonofa…
HI: SMART BEHOOTCH!
MR: Bullet to the top rope…
HI: BODY SPLASH-
MR: DIDN’T CONNECT!
Indeed, Bullet lies on the mat, holding his ribs from the impact. Knife Point puts all his energy into getting to the top rope as fast as possible, and takes a major risk with a 360 Leg Drop to the back of Bullet’s neck-
HI: He can’t get it…
MR: WHAM! WHAT IMPACT TO THE NECK! Flip over and cover!
1…2…3-Hand on the ropes! Knife Point, yelling out some cuss words that would make Hardcore Icon pause for a moment-
HI: …
See? Knife Point then sets up Bullet in the corner.
MR: Knife Point seems to be going for the Sharp Impact!
HI: This could decapitate Bullet!
Knife Point makes a jumping stomp, and runs full force to the opponent, hitting the Sharp Impact- into the ring post!
HI: BULLET MOVED! BULLET MOVED!
MR: Easy there Icon, you’re taking my material. BULLET MOVED!
HI: … What the-
MR: Bullet comes up from slumping out of the way, and lifts Knife into A SNAP POWERBOMB!
HI: Bullet got some sort of weird roll-through on that bounce- AND HAS A SUPLEX SET UP LOCK ON KNIFE POINT! THIS COULD BE THE COLD CHAMBER!
Bullet gets some sort of quick spin on the pickup, and ends up Spike Jackhammering, the Cold Chamber, Knife Point, gaining extra velocity as Knife’s feet hit the ropes and constrict KP’s rib area and knees.
HI: HOLY FUCK! THAT WAS A VILE COLD CHAMBER!
MR: But Knife Point’s legs are in the ropes! How will Bullet cover-
Bullet hooks both legs, freeing them from the ropes.
MR: NO!
1…2…3…! Bullet wins the match!
HI: YES!
WINNER = BULLET!!!!
The scene shows Antonio Collins in the locker room with his new Manager Todd Clayborne. Todd is wearing a grey Italian suit and Antonio is dressed in his wrestling gear. They appear to be going over strategy for the match
Todd: Now you've got to use your quickness. You are faster than him so make him play your game. The quickness game
Antonio: Don't worry I'm ready. I appreciate you being out there but I have it handled
Todd: I thought that at one time also but I learned better and you will... Now just remember the lessons Anjel taught as well as the ones I gave you
Antonio (as he laces his boots): Listen, I know she means a lot to you Todd but she has me more confused than before. Does she always have to speak in those riddles? I felt like I was preparing for a test instead of mentally preparing for a match. If she was here right now...
Suddenly with out forewarning the lights shut off. Antonio yells out and Todd, although not being able to see, shakes his head and smiles.
Anjel: Have you called upon me Mr. Collins?
Antonio: Jesus Christ Anjel. It's not going to help my match if I have a heart attack before going to the ring… Do you always do that? Never mind I don't want to know the answer to that but I would like to know two things first what did you mean by all those riddles that you told me and secondly why are you even here
A very callas smile forms along Anjel's lips; the crimson shade of red glistens as much as the emerald green colour of her eyes. She walks closer to Antonio, placing her right hand upon his chest and follows with her left, as he slightly jumps with the touch of her fridge cold hands.
Anjel: Close thy eyes Mr. Collins close them and tell me the vision you now see.
Antonio proceeds to open his mouth about to speak, as Anjel places her fingertips along his lips stopping him from speaking
Anjel: No.... do not speak what you see....concentrate Mr. Collins and your mind will tell me.
Anjel closes her eyes as Todd looks on with a smile, for several seconds the room is silenced. A fresh aroma of juniper filled the locker room as the lights resumed back on. A soft whisper was heard faintly in the background as Anjel was no where to be found.
Voice: He is ready.......
Antonio looks around but says nothing he grabs his robe and walks past Todd and out of the locker room
Todd: I hope you know what you are doing Anjel… He isn't as receptive as I was
Todd follows Antonio out of the locker room as the scene cuts back to the announcers Match 5 The scene doesn't open upon Rossenbourg or Icon, but instead
opens in CEO Jay V's office. He's rubbing his hands gleefully as he pulls his
Wheel Of Fun into view. He lets a slight laugh go before spinning the wheel
pretty hard. After it rocks around and stops it's spinning and clicking... it
finally lands on...
Jay: Hardcore Rules... Hell yes... enjoy!!
HI: GOD DAMN I LOVE THAT WHEEL! MR: Well it seems as if the Intercontinental Champ, Antonio J
Collins and the challenger, Kevin Damon, are gonna have some fun with weapons! Jay: Oh, and Tony... Kev.... Neither of your managers are
allowed to ringside. In fact, if ANYBODY comes out during your match... they're
fired. If any of your managers or friends in this company come out... they're
fired also. Capiche? HI: This is gonna be a fair match!!! MR: That it is Icon, and here comes the challenger... "Here I Go Again" by Whitesnake plays as the 6'6 Kevin Damon
makes his way out for his second WsW match. He strides down the ramp and into
the ring, before throwing his fist into the air, getting a negative reaction
from the crowd. Damon then hops outside the ring and pulls out a table, which he
slides into the ring, a trash can full of goodies which he throws into the ring
and a lump of wood. Damon slides into the ring as he raises an eyebrow at Icon.
HI: God damn kids... here...
Icon's headset is heard being dropped on the commentary desk
as Icon pulls out a sports bag from behind his desk. He holds it up as the crowd
cheer loudly. Icon says some things to Damon, before sliding the bag in also.
Icon retakes his seat as "Bad To The Bone" by George Thorogood begins to play.
The crowd get to their feet and cheer in unison as Damon holds onto a trash can
lid. Antonio stops at the top of the ramp and takes his three piece suit off,
showing his impressive figure, and the IC Title around his waist. MR: Antonio and Kevin certainly seem sure of their selves
going into this match, but only one person can walk away with that IC Title
HI: If my bag of weapons gets used properly no one will walk
away...
Collins drops his title on the ramp as he rushes into the
ring. The bell sounds and Damon swings the Trash Can lid at Collins. Collins
ducks, runs into the ropes, jumps on the second rope, and connects with a
springboard dropkick into the trash can lid, and into Damon's face! Collins
scrambles over and makes the cover, 1... 2... kick out by Damon.
HI: Collins trying to end this quickly, and with good reason.
MR: Yeah, not only is his title on the line, but he has a LOT
less experience than Kevin Collins quickly empties the trash can and then dumps the empty
can onto Damon, before enziguri kicking the can into Damon's skull. Damon falls
down and rolls out of the can, and then rolls out of the ring. Collins, wasting
no time, runs and leapfrogs the ropes, landing on Damon as the two bump into the
announcers table HI: CAREFUL YOU BUFFOON!!! Damn lawyers...
MR: *snicker* Collins picks Damon up and slams his head into the announce
desk a few times, before laying Damon on the table MR: Icon, I think we better evacuate
HI: Dammit, does our table ever... EVER stay in tact?!
Icon and Rossenbourg move as Collins hops onto the apron. He
looks down at Damon, then signals to the crowd before jumping onto the middle
rope and putting Damon through the announce desk with a springboard body
splash!!! MR: WHAT A MOVE!! DAMON IS BROKEN IN HALF!!!
HI: No, that's the table that's broken in half... again...
Note to Jay, get a steel announce table...
Collins hooks the leg of Damon in the wreckage as the ref
counts, 1...2...3!!!
HI: HELL NO!
Damon just got his shoulder up in time! Collins holds his head
in disbelief, Rossenbourg stands open mouthed, the crowd boo, Icon scratches his
nuts. Collins picks Damon up and goes to whip him into the steel ring post, but
Damon holds on and reverses it, sending Collins head first into the steel!
Collins almost flips over with the impact he hit the steel. Collins gets picked
up by Damon, who Russian Leg Sweeps Collins into the steel barrier
HI: Let me tell you, that move hurts both people, that was one
of my trademarks before a certain ECW wrestler, at the time, stole it...
MR: I believe you Icon...
HI: I never doubted you for a second....
Damon picks Collins back up and rolls him into the ring.
Collins throws a punch at Damon, but Damon blocks it and hits a snap suplex,
Collins' back landing hard on a road sign! Damon rolls over into a cover
1...2... kick out. Damon punches Collins fiercely a few times as he stands up
and sets the table up near the corner of the ring. Damon turns around and
receives a superkick from Collins... MR: Excellent reactions from Damon!! ...But Damon caught it and showed why he could kick for the
Bears with a vicious kick to the exposed groin of Collins. Collins immediately
hits the floor holding his jewels in the foetal position as Damon raises his
arms amid heavy booing. He simply laughs at the crowd before he covers Collins
1.... 2.... kick out.
HI: If this wasn't for the IC Title, I think Collins would've
stayed down... after a nut shot, all ya wanna do is have a nice cold bath to
relieve the pain momentarily.
Collins secretly grabs the Singapore cane as Damon looks
inside the trash can on it's side. He pulls out what appears to be a straw
donkey and laughs as he hits Collins on the back with it. However, Collins
responds with a shot to the head, accompanied by a cane, from Singapore, loaded
with bamboo. The crowd cheer as Damon falls like an oak tree backwards. Collins
scrambles over to make the cover 1... 2... thre~ KICK OUT BY DAMON! MR: Damon wants this title BAD!
HI: I actually think he's more interested with proving Collins
wrong.
Collins picks Damon up, who fights back with right hands to
the mid section. Collins throws Damon into the ropes, but not before Damon
grabbed something from the trash can and stuck it in his tights. Damon tries for
a Lou Thesz press, but Collins manages to throw him up and hit a modified Guilty
Verdict!!! (Twist Of Fate) Instead of going for the cover, Collins looks for a
lionsault, as Damon reaches into his tights... Just before Collins lands, he
gets sprayed in the eyes with something... MR: Is that pepper spray?!?!?!
HI: It came from my bag of goodies dammit!!!
Collins thrashes around at thin air, his eyes burning from the
pepper spray. Damon looks in Icon's Bag Of Goodies and pulls out a small blue
canvas bag which he tosses onto the table. he looks in again and pulls out a
barbed wire baseball bat!
HI: FUCK YEAH!!!
Damon lines up.. and nails Collins hard in the ribs with it.
Blood starts to ooze from Collins' ribs as Damon tosses the bat aside. He
empties the bag onto the table as the crowd go into a mini-frenzy MR: THUMBTACKS!!!! Damon goes over to Collins and goes to pick him up, but gets
low blowed instead. Damon bends over in pain as Collins stands, using the ropes
for aid. He turns and sees Damon through blurry vision and runs at him, thinking
quickly, Damon rushes at Collins and goes for a big boot. Collins ducks the boot
and turns around just as Damon does. Collins looks for a right hand, but Damon
blocks it and knees Collins in the nuts
HI: What is with all the cock kicking?!
Collins bends over as Damon sets Collins up for The Last
Stand. He walks over to the thumbtack covered table and throws Collins,
releasing him, through the air, and onto the thumbtack covered table!!!
Crowd: WSW!!! WSW!!! WSW!!!
MR: JESUS H. CHRIS IN A CHICKEN BASKET!!! COLLINS IS DEAD!!!
HI: PIN HIM KEV!! PIN HIIIIMMMM!!!
Damon hooks the leg of Collins as the ref slaps the mat 1...
HI: NEW CHAMP!!
...2... MR: Can Collins muster enough energy? ...3!!!!
HI: HE DONE IT!!! HE DONE IT!!!
WINNER AND NEW IC CHAMP = KEVIN
DAMON!!! MR: What a hard fought battle! But in the end, it seemed
that Damon just got the better from his experience
HI: Experience = nut kicking... but does nut kicking =
ratings?
MR: What?
HI: Goo Goo Ga Joob
Commercial break. Come Visit Bangladesh, the pride and joy of
Bangladeshi's The scene re-opens with Xander and Stryfe coming out of the
ladies toilets
HI: WHATTHEFUCK!?!
MR: ...This really is falls count ANYWHERE Stryfe seems to be in control, punching away at Xander as he
whips Xander into a stand, full of foam hands and memorabilia. Stryfe takes a
breather before walking over to the stand. Xander pops up and starts throwing
WsW action figures at Stryfe. Stryfe bats them away easily as Xander pulls out
an inflatable hammer and nails Stryfe over the head with it
Hammer: SQUEAK
HI: ...
MR: ...
Stryfe: ...!
Xander: ...? The fuck...
In temper, Xander repeatedly hits Stryfe with the hammer
Hammer: Squeak Squeak Squeak!
Xander gets in a rage and pops the hammer with his hands
before Stryfe jumps over the counter of the stand and hits Xander with a
clothesline. The two start to brawl on the floor until Xander stomps on Stryfe's
face and retreats down the corridor. He reaches a big oak door, but before he
can open it, Stryfe is behind him and throws him into the door.
HI: I think he was hoping to smash him THROUGH that big heavy
oak door!
Stryfe this time rushes at Xander and spears him into the
door, which flies open MR: Oh... My... God
HI: They're in Jay V's office...
Jay: What the... right, Timmy, you're doing a poor job of
officiating (Screams of pain from Xander off camera), so I'll be the second ref
until this shit's finished... Timmy the referee looks sad for a moment until we see Stryfe
continually raking the eyes of Xander. Stryfe gets up and grabs a metal file
cabinet which he pushes over and onto Xander's chest.
Jay: HEY!!! Stryfe gives Jay the finger before moving the cabinet and
pinning Xander for a two count only. Stryfe picks Xander up and drags him onto
Jay V's desk...
Jay: Mess up the paper work and you're fucking fired! Stryfe again gives Jay the finger, only for Xander to low blow
him.
HI: ENOUGH OF THE LOW BLOWS! Stryfe bends over and turns his back to Xander who carefully
makes his way to his feet on Jay's long desk. Xander grabs Stryfe in a waist
lock and hits a beautiful German Suplex with a bridge pin. But as Stryfe
connects, he pins his legs down, putting Xander's shoulders down also. Jay
counts Xander's shoulders as Timmy the ref counts Stryfe's shoulders
1...2...3!!!
MR: Stryfe advances!!!
HI: That was a clever move by Stryfe, but Xander is through
dammit!
Jay: Sonofa... I forgot about that... ok... seeing as
Liana won't be able to make it after Legend's heinous attack earlier tonight...
I hereby pronounce the winner of this match... WINNER AND ADVANCING TO THE SEMI-FINAL NEXT
WEEK = XANDER AND STRYFE!!!
MR: NO WAY!!!
HI: Oh God, next week is going to be mental... Commercial break, hyping Johnny Legend Main Event
MR: Folks, this match is going to be interesting to say the
least. Two physically big guys in WsW, and two of WsW's hottest assets go one on
one tonight in a Texas Bullrope Match
HI: Indeed, and contrary to Internet reports, this match can
ONLY be won by touching all four corners successively.
MR: There you see the bull rope in the referee's hands. There
is a cow bell on each end, and that leather strap is going to come into play,
that's
for sure... "Break Stuff" by Limp Bizkit plays as The Wolf Quentin Barnes
makes his way out. He starts jeering the crowd up, pumping them up for this two
fan favourites match
HI: He doesn't wanna expend all that energy before he's in the
ring... he might cho...
MR: ICON ENOUGH!!!
HI: ...ke Barnes gets into the ring as the referee ties the bull rope to
his wrist. "I'm Going Slightly Mad" by Queen plays as Krazy Kris comes running
out. He shimmies at the crowd, he shimmies at the camera, and he slides into the
ring. He takes his WsW shirt off before shimmying his chest towards the referee
who backs off... quick. Barnes points at Kris and says "Don't you dare". Kris
shrugs his shoulders as he ties his own wrist to the bullrope and the bell
sounds. As soon as the bell sounds, Barnes levels Kris with one HELL of a nasty
clothesline.
HI: WOAH!
MR: Barnes seems focused, Icon...
HI: ...I will not say it... Barnes begins to nail Kris in the head with the cow bell until
he starts to bleed, VERY early in the match. Barnes, still not satisfied, begins
headbutting Kris, opening the wound further
MR: Where has this mean streak come from?!
HI: If highlander is in that ring...
MR: ...he can't be.... Barnes gets up and touches 1 corner... a second corner... just
as he's about to touch the third corner, the leather strap appears in between
Barnes' legs, so Kris gets to his knees and jumps up with the strap, sending it
hard into Barnes' groin. Barnes stands there, in pain, the strap still between
his legs, so Kris tugs it hard again, hitting Barnes again and flipping him over
onto his back. Kris puts the cow bell behind him, rushes at Barnes and hits a
sweet running senton, with the cow bell in between Barnes and Kris!! Kris rolls
off holding his back in pain
MR: What a move by Kris!!
HI: Anatomy, Cow Bell, Anatomy.... you figure it out Kris stands and touches the near turnbuckle, but doesn't get
near the second as Barnes rushes at him from behind and nails him down with a
big clothesline to the back of the head. Barnes lifts Kris up in the air,
looking for the Barnes Storm... but Kris is able to get over the top rope, and
lands on the floor, but the strap ends up pulling Barnes and hanging him
momentarily on the top rope. Barnes flops to the floor as Kris rolls back into
the ring and stomps on Barnes
HI: Quick thinking by Kris there
MR: Indeed, Barnes certainly has a vicious streak going
tonight... Kris touches a turnbuckle... and a second... and a third... he
runs towards the fourth, but Barnes holds on tight to the Bull rope, and tugs it
hard, sending Kris down to the mat, the back of his head hitting the cow bell.
Kris holds his head in pain as Barnes touches 1...2....3 turnbuckles. He can't
quite reach the fourth, so he resets the turnbuckle count and picks Krazy Kris
up. He wraps the leather strap around his neck and holds him in a hangman!
MR: Barnes is trying to MURDER Krazy Kris!!!
HI: Barnes touches a buckle...
MR: So does Kris!!! Kris cleverly touches all three turnbuckles as Barnes does.
Near the fourth buckle, Barnes lets Kris down and poses to the fans who cheer.
However, Kris turns Barnes around and clocks him with a hit that busts Barnes
open immediately, with the cow bell!! Kris falls into the turnbuckle as the bell
is rung WINNER AND ADVANCING TO THE SEMI-FINAL NEXT
WEEK = KRAZY KRIS!!! MR: WHAT A MATCH!!! WHAT A VICTORY!!! HI: WHAT A CHOKE!!! MR: ...Tune in next week folks, the semi-final takes place!!
Revolution, Stryfe, Xander and Krazy Kris!!! GOOD NIGHT EVERYBODY FADE OUT
Intercontinental Title Match
Antonio J Collins Vs Kevin Damon
World Title Quarter Finals
Texas Bullrope Match
Quentin Barnes Vs Krazy Kristopher