July 7th, 2006
Live from the Ted Constance Center in Norfolk, VA
Enter: Rampage! The show opens with the usual pyros and excitement of the crowd, as the cameras pan over the arena. Panning down to ringside, the camera comes to rest on our commentators, Brian Rentfro and Jon McDaniel
Jon McDaniel: Welcome everyone to Friday Night Rampage! We have a hell of a show for you tonight!
Brian Rentfro: That we do! Tonight Randal Moran has a chance to advance to the Who’s The Man? Tournament if he can get by newcomer Matt Rollins!
Jon McDaniel: Also, we’re going to see in action the #1 contender to the GB title, Gregory Littlebear, as well as Cody Galle!
Brian Rentfro: The Man returns to action tonight against non other then Psycho Sandra, that will be a great match!
Jon McDaniel: One I’m looking forward too is the Johnny Phoenix, Brymstone match… and of course, who can forget the strangest booking of tonight’s show?
Brian Rentfro: This new mysterious woman, Synthasia.. who seems to have something for Erik Draven… will go one on one with Draven’s sister, Nina Macabre
Jon McDaniel: Like I said, a hell of a show! Without further ado, let’s get to ringside!
Gregory Littlebear vs. XTC
Jack Mulligan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, XTC!
The lights go out in the arena "Everything has been said before There's nothing left to say anymore When it's all the same You can ask for it by name" are heard throughout the arena, kicks into the rest of "This Is The New Shit" by Marilyn Manson. Green, Blue, Orange, Yellow, Silver strobe lights start to go on and off throughout the arena, on the PWA-tron the letters "XTC" are shown than it cuts to XTC hitting The Overdose on several different people, than the letters "XTC" are seen flashing on the screen with an Orange glow. On top of the ramp XTC is standing, with his arms in the air, crossing at the forearms in an XTC, panning the crowd, chanting his name, as he nods his heard in agreement, he is wearing silver baggy parchute pants, a blue duster with the letters "XTC" on the back. A huge cocky grin
spread across his face, a pair of chrome and navy Oakley glasses covering his piercing blue eyes, long brown hair tied tight into a ponytail, he starts to walk to the ring, high fiving the fans, pointing at funny signs. He gets to the ring, still standing on the aisle removes his duster, and sunglasses, puts them in the corner and in one leap gets on the apron, than in one fluid motion hops to the top turnbuckle, and does a moonsault off landing on his feet, the crowd erupts at the beauty of the move. XTC throws his hands up and the fans clap, than he sits down on the top turnbuckle awaiting his opponent.
Jack Mulligan: And his opponent, weighing in at and hailing from Gregory Littlebear!
Red Stripe walks out to the song Buck Dich by Rammstein. He raises his arms to the crowd, and runs in place to get energized.
The bell rings and both men go to lock up,
Littlebear ducks low and takes the legs out from under XTC,. He goes for a quick
pin but XTC gets out of it before a one count. Both men get to their feet but
Littlebear takes XTC over with a side headlock. XTC quickly gets to his feet
with Littlebear and shoves him off. Littlebear bounces off the ropes and ducks a
right hand by XTC. He bounces off the ropes again and takes XTC down with a
cross body. Again XTC gets out of it before a one count. Both men get up again
and XTC nails Littlebear with a running back elbow knocking him off his feet and
then starts to go to the top rope.
Jon McDaniel: This is where XTC shines…
Brian Rentfro: Gregory’s got to keep him grounded if he wants to go anywhere with this match!!
XTC leaps off going for a shooting star press but Littlebear rolls out of the
way. Littlebear quickly gets to his feet and pulls XTC up. He takes XTC over
with a neckbreaker and then heads to the top rope himself. XTC stumbles to his
feet and Littlebear nails him with a moonsault from the top rope. Littlebear
quickly springs up and pulls XTC up again. He whips him into the ropes and then
takes him over with a big back body drop. XTC grabs the ropes and pulls himself
up only to turn into a T-bone suplex from Littlebear. Littlebear goes for the
pin. The referee counts
1...
2...
3!!!
Jon McDaniel: This one is Over!
Brain Rentfro: Quite an impressive win from Red Stripe! This guy’s gonna go far, I can tell.
Cody Galle vs. King Agony
Jack Mulligan: Our next match is scheduled for one fall. Our first contender is already in the ring. He is…King Agony.
King Agony jumps around a little before raising his hands into the air. He adjusts his mask and stares down the entrance way.
Jack Mulligan: And his opponent. Weighing in at 227 pounds, from Las Vegas, Nevada. Coby “Ceige” Galle!
Ace of Spades” by Motorhead hits the BlazenTron as the arena goes dark. Cody “Ceige” Galle comes out with his sunglasses on and makes his way to the ring in the darkness, while camera flashes illuminate his solemn poker face. He jumps up onto the apron and climbs into the ring through the ropes. He pulls out two cards from the back of his tights, an ace and a king of spades. He then pulls out a lighter from a pocket in his tights. He lights the cards on fire and then drops them, gazing up at the ceiling as the lights come back on and the music fades.
Jon McDaniel: I always love his entrance.
Brian Rentfro: Galle looks real focused tonight. I think he is on a mission to be ready for the next champion we crown.
Jon McDaniel: Look, Galle is wasting no time.
Coby Galle rushes King Agony with no hesitation. King is taken down with a huge clothesline. As King lay on the mat Galle kicks away at his ribs.
Brian Rentfro: What an attack Galle is putting on King.
Galle raises King up to his feet. He whips King into the turnbuckle. Galle connects with a few chest chops before picking King up into a bodyslam.
Jon McDaniel: I think I know what is coming next.
Brian Rentfro: I think you are right, Jon. This never turns out too well for Galle’s opponents.
Galle places King into A Tree of Woe. He steps back a few feet and kicks King straight in the head four separate times.
Jon McDaniel: Galle just connected with each of those kicks. King doesn’t look too good.
Brian Rentfro: QUAD! Galle just hit King with the Quad!
King falls face first into the mat as Galle backs off a bit. Galle than picks King up again and hits a powerful DDT.
Brian Rentfro: King looks to be helpless. He’s not moving too well here.
Jon McDaniel: It doesn’t look too good for King. He is really motionless laying there on the mat.
With King laying on the mat, Galle scales the turnbuckle. He jumps with a flying splash. At the last possibly second King rolls out of the way.
Jon McDaniel: Oh my God! King just managed to move at the last second.
Brian Rentfro: Now both men are on the mat in a world of hurt.
Both men lay on the mat in pain. Galle is holding his stomach as King tries to shake the cobwebs out. King gets to his knees before Galle. He walks to Galle’s head and gives it a huge stomp. He picks him up by his hair and whips him into the ropes. King goes for a clothesline but Galle ducks under it. On the rebound King quickly hits Galle with a dropkick to the chest.
Brian Rentfro: I really didn’t think King had anything left in him after the shots he took earlier in the match.
Jon McDaniel: He’s a better man than I.
King quick to his feet as Galle tries to shake the dropkick off. King with another dropkick but this one is low and hits Galle in the face as he tries to get up. King runs to the turnbuckle and jumps to the top. He waits a few seconds as Galle raises to his feet.
Brian Rentfro: DOUBLE AXHANDLE!
Jon McDaniel: King has just collapsed Galle to the mat with that move.
King quick with the cover.
1…
2…
Galle raises his shoulder to stop the count.
Jon McDaniel: This one might not go on much longer.
Both men get to their feet and rush each other. Galle gets the upper hand of a few rights and lefts. He catches King with a thumb to the eye.
Jon McDaniel: Did Galle just stick his thumb into King’ eye?
Brian Rentfro: Yes he did. But whatever works.
Galle quickly hammers away at King. Blow after blow. King looks very damaged. A whip into the ropes. Swinging neckbreaker on King.
Jon McDaniel: I think the events from early in the match are getting to King again. He doesn’t look too well right now.
Galle lifts King. He lifts King onto his shoulders.
Brian Rentfro: Here it comes. STEAMROLLER!
Jon McDaniel: Reverse DVD!
Galle hits The Royal Flush. He goes for the cover.
1
2
3!
Jack Mulligan: And here’s your winner. By pin fall Coby Galle!
Jon McDaniel: That has to be the best showing I have ever seen from King Agony. He really put it on Galle tonight.
Brian Rentfro: But it was still not enough to get the win.
Jon McDaniel: Next up….
Before Jon can continue, ** hits the arena and the fans cheer as Mack Moran steps onto the stage.
Brian Rentfro: Well, well, it’s our commissioner. Wonder what he has to say?
Jon McDaniel: I’m sure he won’t keep us waiting.
On the stage, Mack waits for the crowd to settle, and then he begins.
Mack Moran: Normally, I wouldn’t come out here and address the current status of the PWA in any sort, but last week, something happened that shouldn’t have. Our President, Mark Sommers, came out here and took it upon himself to put Alex Wilkie in a match…a match he’d already won because XTC could not be here. Alex was already in bad shape after Genesis, and while Mark awarded him the chance to go into the tournament, he neither waited a few weeks, nor gave him the pass he’d earned. Instead….Mark forced Mr. Wilkie to fight.. in a match against a man who was not supposed to be part of Who’s The Man? Raizzor.
The crowd’s response to this is mixed at best. Many people want to see Raizzor in the tournament, but the Wilkie fans boo like crazy at this remark.
Mack Moran: When I was hired as the commissioner, my job was specifically to make sure things run smoothly, and last week was anything but smooth. So, per my authority, I am ordering that Raizzor and Alex Wilkie meet next week in that very ring, with the winner taking their rightful spot in the Who’s The Man? Tournament! Thank you!
Mack turns and leaves to an explosion of cheers and some boos, and we return to ringside with the response from the commentators.
Brian Rentfro: Now that’s big news!
Jon McDaniel: A rematch for the spot in the tournament! Wilkie has to be pleased to hear this!
Brian Rentfro: The question is; will be up to it! The injuries he has already received may just make this match more of a sentence to death then a chance to be world Champion!
Jon McDaniel: You may be right, we’ll just have to see. But let’s move on, we have many more matches to go! Next up, the match I’ve most been waiting for!
DING DING DING!
Brymstone vs. Johnny Phoenix
As Bodies rings through the loudspeakers, the arena goes dark. Smoke begins to come up through the ramp. Suddenly a light from behind the stage comes on and we see a dark silhouette standing there. As the music hits, fireworks go off from either side of the stage to create an X, and Johnny Walks through the smoke.
Jack Mulligan: The following match..is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 245lbs.. JOHNNY PHOENIX!
Phoenix slides into the ring, checks the ropes and begins pacing the ring waiting for his opponent as the lights go dim, and the arena is bathed in a cold blue light. Fog rolls in over the ramp as the sound of a male chorus vocalizing fills the air as the precourser to “Mein Blut” by Eisbrecher. When the heavy techno - metal beat takes over, a dark shape begins to rise from under the stage.
Kaltes Herz
Eiskaltes Licht
Kalter Glanz
Eisgesicht
Kalte Lust
Kalte Seele
Gottes Hand
an der kehle
Once fully revealed, Brymstone starts walking down to the ring with his head bowed at a slow, ominous pace.
Jack Mulligan: And his opponent, from Richmond, Virginia, weighing in at 330 lbs, BRYMSTONE!
Auf die Knie
Hut ab zum Gebet
Das Gesicht in den Staub
so tief es nur geht
Once at the ring, Brymstone slowly walks up the ring steps, pausing at the ropes a moment.
Ich vergieße mein Blut
für dich
mein Herz
für dich
Once he climbs over the top rope, he draws his thumb across his throat and the lights fade back into normal and the music fades. Phoenix wastes little time before rushing Brymstone with a shoulder block take-down and the ref signals for the match to start. Phoenix grabs Brymstone by the hair and begins wailing away at the larger man's head as he rises slowly to his feet. Brymstone then shoves Phoenix halfway across the ring to break the attack
Brian Rentfro: Brymstone's showing his power early in this match. He made Phoenix look like a child being admonished!
Phoenix rushes back towards Brymstone, who brings up his boot, and Phoenix slides under it only to grab Brymstone for a falling back breaker, only, Brymstone lets an elbow fly for Phoenix's head and he staggers back Brymstone presses the advantage and grabs Phoenix and whips him hard into the ropes, only to charge the man and level him with a violent clothesline!
Jon McDaniel: What a clothesline! Ashely is sure to feel that from wherever she is now!
Brymstone picks Johnny off of the mat and moves to whip him into the ropes again, only this time he doesn't let go and this time he pulls Phoenix into another clothesline, sending the man reeling back down to the mat. Brymstone grabs Phoenix up once more, and once one his feet, Phoenix kicks Brymstone in the abdomen and nails a quick inverted DDT and quickly goes for a cover
1...
2...
Brymstone throws Phoenix off of him with authority before sitting bolt upright as if nothing happened. Brymstone is quick to his feet and Phoenix launches a fierce right hand to the side of Brymstone's head, staggering the man before he answers with a powerful left to the gut, doubling Phoenix over.
Brian Rentfro: Brymstone's got Phoenix in a dangerous position now! He could execute any number of moves from here!
Jon McDaniel: You can stop sucking up to him at any time now, Brian...
Brian Rentfro: It's not sucking up if it's true..
Brymstone lifts Phoenix up for a powerbomb, but as he was throwing the smaller man down, Phoenix tucks his body in and grips with his legs, throwing Brymstone into a hurricanrana!
Jon McDaniel: That counter came out of nowhere! Can Johnny Phoenix capitalize on it?
Phoenix does indeed rush over quickly to make a cover, but by the time the ref is in position to make the count, Brymstone has already kicked out. Both men are soon up to their feet and this time it's Brymstone unleashing a flurry of strikes to the head and body. He then grabs Johnny Phoenix and whips him into a corner. He then lifts Phoenix up on top of the top turnbuckle before tossing him dead to the center of the mat. Phoenix lands hard and holds his back screaming in agony
Brian Rentfro: Brymstone seems to be intent on doing just exactly what he said he would do, and that is take this man apart piece by piece..
Jon McDaniel: One has to wonder what kind of chances Johnny Phoenix will have if this keeps up like it is.
Brymstone moves over towards Phoenix and steps on his chest for the cover
1...
2...
Johnny Phoenix gets the shoulder up! Brymstone pulls Phoenix to his feet and the smaller man attempts a kick, which Brymstone blocks, only to catch an Enziguri in the back of the head, staggering him towards a corner. Phoenix crouches, signaling Brymstone to come at him, and when the larger man moves away from the corner enough, Phoenix pounces with a violent spear sending the giant to the mat. Phoenix covers
1...
2...
Kickout! Brymstone again sits bolt upright and makes it to his feet as Phoenix looks more than a little surprised. Brymstone's hand shoots out for Phoenix's throat and he lifts the smaller man into the air fully and walks about the ring with him in that tight hold
Jon McDaniel: Look at the strength and the pure power of Brymstone here, Brian. That has got to be painful for Johnny to be hanging in the air like that by his throat
Brian Rentfro: I sure as hell wouldn't want to be in that position.. With a man the size of Brymstone, that is one hell of a long fall onto an unforgiving mat.. If you're unlucky, your career may be ended all at once.
Brymstone smiles as he stares at Phoenix, when suddenly Come with Me hits the arena speakers and Chamelion comes onto the stage. Brymstone glares and tosses Phoenix down, stomping to the ring ropes as Chamelion casually makes his way down the ramp.
Jon McDaniel: Chamelion!
Brian Rentfro: Even with all that he has going on, he now decides to show up per Brymstone’s demands!
Stopping just at the end of the ramp, Chamelion nonchalantly looks up at Brymstone, who has a lot of things to say, but thankfully no mic! Smirking, Chamelion comes right up to the ring apron, taunting Brymstone. Enraged, Brymstone begins to step through the ropes when Johnny Phoenix rushes up from behind, grabs Brymstone by the tights and rolls him backwards into a pinning combination!
1....
2....
3!!!
Jon McDaniel: I don’t believe it!
Brian Rentfro: Serves him right for taking his eyes off the match!
Jack Mulligan: Here is your winner, JOHNNY PHOENIX!
Laughing, Chamelion begins to make his way back up the ramp when Brymstone jumps to his feet and sends a celebrating Phoenix down to the canvas with the Final Judgement! This catches Chamelion’s attention as Brymstone then snatches the mic from Jack Mulligan.
Brymstone: Damn you, Sommers! I call you out and you wait until I’m in the middle of this match to answer? Then you cost me the match? You piece of *beep*, if this is how you’re going to play it, then that’s just fine with me. We’ll play your petty games, but I want something in return for what you’ve cost me! At Who’s The Man?, you and me… in this ring, no holds barred!!!
The crowd explodes at the challenge, but Chamelion continues to smirk and a tech arrives with a mic… how convenient, eh? Chamelion raises the mic, pauses and then smirks.
Chamelion: No.
And that’s that, he tosses the mic back to the tech, waves at Brymstone who stands there, shocked, and walks upstage and into the back.
Jon McDaniel: Did he just…..?
Brian Rentfro: He turned Brymstone down! Oh, this is not good! He’s not going to stand for that!
Jon McDaniel: Wait, Brymstone has more to say!
Brymstone: Oh, you think so, don’t you Mark! Hear me well, KIDDO… whatever it takes, whatever the cost.. I will have a Sommers in the ring at Who’s The Man? And that is MY Guarantee!!!
Throwing the mic down, Brymstone exits the ring and stalks up the ramp.
Brian Rentfro: Things are getting really hot between those two!
Jon McDanie: What will Brymstone do to force Chamelion to accept his challenge?
Brian Rentfro: I don’t know, but I do know it won’t be pretty!
Backstage we find Chamelion with his Cheshire like grin whistling to himself, pretty pleased with his work on Brymstone at ringside. Suddenly his smile fades and we pan around to see Mack Moran, standing with arms crossed.
Mack Moran: Up to your old tricks again, Mark?
Chamelion harumps.
Chamelion: I shouldn’t have to explain or even ask permission what I do in my own fed, and I really didn’t appreciate you going out there and making that re-match for next week! However, I did hire you to do exactly that sort of thing. Just didn’t expect you to go stepping on my toes over it!
Mack Moran: You’re not being fair to Wilkie, and my job is to make sure this place runs fair and equitable.
Chamelion: Fine, I’ll accept that… mainly cause I don’t want to stand here talking politics till 3 a.m. As for Brymstone, you will keep your nose out of that one. He aligned himself with a man who’s only purpose was to destroy my family. I have no regrets for my actions and I will not tolerate anyone stepping between us.
Mack coughs once, but he nods his head in understanding. Chamelion resumes.
Chamelion: We’re family, Mack, so I know you understand. Brymstone, Nina, Draven… they may be, God forbid, somewhat family to mine as well… back when they did have SOME sense of morality… but I will see this settled, my own way!
Mack Moran: Kind of hard, if you turn him down to a match.
Chamelion: No, I have better ideas then a fight in the ring… I am, after all, the Devious One!
Mack shakes his head, and turns to walk away, but not without parting words.
Mack Moran: That… that’s what frightens me.
Chamelion displays his Cheshire Grin again, and heads towards his office, motioning security to follow.
Psycho Sandra vs. The Man
Jack Mulligan: Ladies and Gentlemen this match is a non-title bout scheduled for one fall!… Introducing first, weighing in at 180lbs and hailing from Washington, DC, she is the PWA Grizzly Beer Champion; Psycho Sandra!
Sandra walks out to the song "Sikamikaniko" by the Red Hot Chilli Peppers. The clips that play show her wrestling men, riding her motorcycle, and eating chilli peppers.
Jack Mulligan: And her opponent, weighing in at 250lbs, From Beverly Hills, California, The Man!
The beats to Gnarls Barkley's song "Crazy" comes over the loudspeaker as a green spotlight pulses into the crowd along with the beats. The Man walks out casually to the mellow song as the PWA-tron flashes clips of his greatness.
The bell rings as Sandra goes right on the attack with a clubbing blow from
behind. She beats down The Man with rights and lefts followed by kicks. She
picks him up and nails him with a quick snap suplex. She follows it up with
another and another. She makes the quick pin attempt.
1...
The Man kicks out instantly.
Jon McDaniel: Sandra should know better…it’s way too early in this match.
Brian Rentfro: She’d do anything to hold on to that title though…quicker the win, the better…
Sandra picks him up and sends him to the ropes, but he catches her with a knee
to the gut and nails a quick DDT. He goes for a pin.
1...
Sandra quickly kicks out.
Jon McDaniel: Another fast pin attempt.
Brian Rentfro: This one is just back and forth…….
The Man goes back to the
attack. He sends her to the ropes and catches her with a quick powerslam,
following up with stiff shots to her head.
Jon McDaniel:
Massive powerslam from The Man!
Brian Rentfro:
That looked like it hurt!
The Man picks her up and lifts her for a powerbomb, but Sandra reverses it and
lands a hurricanrana.
Jon McDaniel: Impressive reversal from Psycho Sandra!
Sandra gets up and goes to the
ropes. She turns around as The Man gets up. He runs after her, but Sandra moves
and as The Man bounces off the ropes, Sandra catches him with a knee to the gut
and quickly nails the Kiss of Death. Sandra makes the pin.
1...
2...
Kickout!
Brian Rentfro: He kicked out!
Jon McDaniel: The Man’s showing that he came here to fight!
Brain Rentfro: She needs to work him over some more…it’s just too early in the match.
Sandra, frustrated, pulls the Man to his feet and the two began to exchange blows. The Man seemed to get the better of the exchange and pushes Sandra against the ropes. She rebounds and The Man ducks down, attempting a back body drop but Sandra manages to leap over and goes for a sunset flip.
1…
2…
Kickout!
Jon McDaniel: The Man’s gotta be careful, Sandra might steal one from him tonight!
Brain Rentfro: She’ll do whatever she has to do to keep that belt!
Sandra stands, and pulls The Man to his feet, kicks him in the gut and flips over him, attempting another Sunset flip.
Jon McDaniel: She’s going for it again!
Brain Rentfro: To no avail…look!
The Man, however, won’t go down. Sandra continues to pull on The Man’s legs, but he maintains his balance. The Man reaches down and grabs Sandra by the throat with both hands and lifts her up into the air before dropping her to the ground with a two-handed sit-out chokeslam. He quickly goes for the cover.
1…
2…
Kickout!!
Jon McDaniel: A match of pinfalls!
The Man lifts Sandra up and tosses her into the corner. He delivers two swift kicks to the gut before Irish whipping her to the opposite corner. She crashes hard against the turnbuckle and he follows up by sprinting towards her. The Man leaps into the air, set to deliver a splash…but Sandra pulls the referee in front of her, causing the ref to be sandwiched between the two. Both, Sandra and the ref collapse to the canvas. The Man, realizing that he just took out the official, is beside himself.
Jon McDaniel: The referee is out cold!
Brian Rentfro: Good! Maybe now we can see som-------
Jon McDaniel: What The?!?
Suddenly, the lights begin to flicker and fade out. A single spotlight shines down on the entrance. From the back, steps a short, balding man, dressed in the traditional priest’s garb.
Jon McDaniel: Oh come on! What the hell is he doing out here?!
Brian Rentfro: This match has nothing to do with him!
Boos fill the arena as the Priest raises a mic to speak…
Priest: Sorry to interrupt, but there are more important matters to attend to…an unveiling, if you will.
He steps to one side.
Priest: A man of massive proportion…a man that your beloved president has done all that was in his power to keep away, but has thus, failed Miserably…..The monster that will see to it that Erik Draven never sees the light of day again….
Suddenly, the lights blast on. In the ring standing behind a baffled Man, towers a massive 8 foot monster. He’s masked, and still, awaiting the right moment.
Jon McDaniel: OH MY GOD!!! That’s………THAT’S……
Brian Rentfro: THAT’S NIGHTMARE!!!!!!! Good God!!! We haven’t seen this guy in ages!!!
Jon McDaniel: LOOK OUT!!!
The Man turns and steps right into the massive grip of Nightmare, who lifts him high into the air, hesitates slightly and drives him down to the canvas with a massive bone crushing Choke Slam.
Priest: Oh Yes! Chamelion…He’s Back! You couldn’t stop him! Your brother couldn’t stop him!! And your wife…..
The Priest tosses the mic, and points a fist towards the ring. Nightmare slides out, dragging Psycho Sandra with him.
Jon McDaniel: Oh NO! He wouldn’t!!
The Priest extends a thumb, and slowly turns it downward, signaling for Nightmare to end it. The monster positions Sandra for a powerbomb when there are shouts and screams and the Priest’s voice chokes thru his mic. Nightmare turns his head, to see Chamelion on stage, one arm around The Priest’s neck. He too, has a mic.
Chamelion: Let her go, Nightmare! NOW!
Nightmare unceremoniously drops Sandra down, and takes a few steps towards the ramp. Chamelion shakes his head.
Chamelion: Uh, uh uh. Stay! There is no way in hell I’m going to let you two just have your way with my wife, or anyone on my roster.. not like this! So, you’ve unveiled your monster, Preisty boy? Fine. I don’t know exactly what your tricks are, but I do know a lot more about what’s gone on then you’d expect. So, I’m giving you this one warning… leave here…. Or I make things very, very unpleasant for the both of you… GOT IT?
Chamelion releases the Priest who gives him a murderous look, but beckons Nightmare up the ramp. Nightmare comes face to face with Chamelion who stares unblinkingly back. The Priest then motions Nightmare to leave with him and he does. Chamelion then hurries to ringside to check on his wife and The Man, hoping both are alright.
Jon McDaniel: What did we just witness?
Brian Rentfro: I.. I don’t know. The last we saw of Nightmare, he lost to The Corpse and Raizzor in High Impact Competition, and we really thought that would be the end of him!
Jon McDaniel: And this Priest guy, what does he have to do with all of this?
Brian Rentfro: I don’t know.. I really don’t know. Chamelion is with his wife, and she seems fine. The Man is up, shaking his head, wondering if he’s chosen the wrong line of work, I bet.
Jon McDaniel: Even with all of this, we still have a show to run… as the ring clears, we’re almost ready for the next Who’s The Man? Tournament match!
Backstage, The scene fades in on an empty locker room. Empty, save perhaps for KWB. He is sitting on a folding chair, dressed in street clothes, holding a wooden baseball bat. We hear the mocking tones of Ezekial's voice in the background
Ezekial: What's wrong Stephen? Upset that they didn't give you a match yet? Heh.. with your last performance against Brymstone, I'm surprised they kept you on at all.. That is why I put you in the WTM tournament..
There is no response from KWB. He just stares at the bat intently.
Ezekial: Yes Stephen..I know. You wish to use that against someone...to hear the rush and the roar of the crowd as they react to your actions.. It will happen soon enough. I arranged your entrance into the tournament...your qualifying match should be soon. Do not disappoint me Stephen. If you win this..you will be that much closer to what you want...
KWB: No... I don't want this.. YOU want it. It's what you've always wanted..
Ezekial: Alright fine.. what I've wanted. Call it what you wish, Stephen.. it is all the same... My desires..your desires..they are all one.. the only difference is.. I don't suffer the constraints of morality.. You should try it sometime..You'll feel like your old self again.. I promise..
KWB: NO!
And with that, KWB goes into a fit and begins attacking everything in sight, including the camera crew, making the scene cut abruptly to black.
Jon McDaniel: Is this entire federation crazy?
Brian Rentfro: I blame it on the Powersauce Bars! Anyway, we’re ready for the next match!
Who’s The Man? Qualifier
Randal Moran vs. Matt Rollins
Jack Mulligan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a qualifying match for Who’s The Man? Introducing first, Matt Rollins
Static is heard, followed by the tapping of morse code on a telegraph. Suddenly the chords of "Image of Invisible" by Thrice hits. Matt Rollins appears on the stage and then walks down to the ring followed by a chorus of cheers from the crowd! He walks up the steps and parts the ropes before stepping into the ring. He looks into the crowd and then awaits the start of the match, he is completely focused.
Jack Mulligan: And his opponent, weighing in at and hailing from, he is Randal Moran!!
Pussy Liquor by WhiteZombie hits the PWATron and. Randall Moran steps through the entrance and makes his way to the ring. Randall heads up the steel steps and heads through the middle ropes into the ring as the music fades.
The bell sounds.
Jon McDaniel: Here we go!
The two begin to circle around the ring and lock up in the center. They try to grapple for a better position. It looks like Matt Rollins gains some leverage and begin to take control. However, Randall Moran knees him in the gut before breaking the lock up. Moran begins to drill hard chop after hard chop into the chest of Rollins, forcing him up against the ropes.
Jon McDaniel: Randall now, backing Rollins up with those vicious chops!
Brian Rentfro: Rollins better pull it together here!
Randall pulls back for a strong punch and throws, Rollins ducks and turns Moran around. Rollins drills some hard chops to the chest. The crowd begin to let out woos at every single strike. Moran fires back with a punch and Rollins returns a punch. The two begin to duke it out before Rollins whips Moran into the opposite ropes. Rollins comes in with a clothesline attempt but Moran ducks. Moran rebounds off the ropes and goes for a clothesline of his own but Rollins ducks this time around. Moran propels off the ropes once more before being caught by Rollins. Rollins gets ready for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Randall lets his head bounce off of Rollins's. Rollins lets go and Randall takes him down with a forearm right to the head. Rollins jumps back up and knocks aside another forearm from Moran and hits Moran with a dropkick.
Jon McDaniel: Quick dropkick from Matt.
Brian Rentfro: …and another…
Rollins with another dropkick to the side of the rising Randall Moran. Moran goes flying, but rolls up onto his feet and comes at Rollins with several fists to the face. Rollins attempts to fire a shot back in relation but Moran grabs a hold of his wrists and walks in under his arm and lock in a hammerlock. Moran pulls up on the arm and Rollins begins to send elbows to the side of Randall. However Moran uses this as an opening for a cobra clutch sleeper hold, sending his free arm underneath Rollins's arm and back around onto his neck. He begins to apply and Rollins immediately starts the struggle. Randall applies more pressure and eventually, Rollins starts to fade…
The ref raises his arm once…it falls.
1…
Raises his arm again…it falls…
2…
Raises his arm a third time…
Jon McDaniel: Is it???
It falls…
3…
Brian Rentfro: Yes!! This one’s over!!
The referee calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!!
Synthasia vs. Nina Daemon Macabre
Jack Mulligan: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall…Introducing first…Nina Daemon Macabre!!!
Knights of the 21st Century by Hammerfall plays as Nina Daemon Macabre makes her way to the ring.
Jack Mulligan: And her opponent…Synthasia!!!
Wings of a Butterfly by Him plays as Synthasia reluctantly makes her way to the ring.
Jon McDaniel: Here we go! This is one match I’ve been looking forward to…
Brian Rentfro: Yeah…Synthasia’s finally going to get what she deserves…Time to put your money where your mouth is…
The bell sounds and the two move to the center of the ring…just then the familiar voice of the Priest blasts over the PA. Both woman look startled.
Jon McDaniel: Not again?!
Priest: Very Very Good, Synthasia…
Synthasia screams up…her various profanities being bleeped out.
Brian Rentfro: Something tells me those two aren’t exactly the best of friends…
Synthasia: FU*BEEP* YOU!! YOU SORRY PIECE OF SH*BEEP*!!!
Brain Rentfro: Sailors couldn’t have said it better…
Priest: You’ve brought the pawn in…right where I needed her to be…now the ‘King’ can make his move…..
Jon McDaniel: Pawn? You mean…this was a set-up?! The whole time?!
Brian Rentfro: Uh Oh! Nina better make a run for it fast…
The lights fade to the maniacal laughter of the Priest, and a red glow overtakes the arena.
Jon McDaniel: I don’t think she’s going to run from anything, Brian…
At the center of the ring, sits a familiar tomb. Both woman appear baffled before Daemon, unhesitant, moves over, and with all her might, despite Synthasia’s protests, slides the top from the tomb.
Jon McDaniel: Is that Draven’s tomb? Are they releasing him??
Brian Rentfro: Oh no!! GET OUT OF THERE!!!
Daemon backs away, but isn’t quick enough, as a massive hand reaches out, gripping her by the throat.
Jon McDaniel: NIGHTMARE!!! AGAIN!!! DEAR GOD!!!
Brain Rentfro: I don’t think God has anything to do with this…
Jon McDaniel: He was supposed to be gone! Chamelion had ordered it!
Nightmare steps from the Tomb, backing Daemon into a corner…meanwhile, Synthasia slips out and snatches a steel chair from underneath the ring.
Jon McDaniel: What the? Where’s Synthasia going??
Brian Rentfro: She got that chair…Daemon doesn’t stand a chance…
Nina struggles but to no avail. Nightmare holds his grip, and slaps at her face occasionally, toying with her. DRA-VEN! chants have begun to pick up from the crowd and continue to grow louder and louder.
Jon McDaniel: Draven chants starting to pick up now…
Brain Rentfro: Man…I’m starting to think that Draven isn’t coming back…
Jon McDaniel: Wait a minute…what’s she doing?!?
Synthasia slides in and charges towards Nightmare, swinging her chair wildly as she does. She connects. It has little to no effect on the monster, but causes him to release his hold and turn to face Synthasia, who now has that deer in the headlight look pasted over her face. Daemon quickly slides out and makes her exit, leaving Synthasia and Nightmare behind.
Jon McDaniel: Nina makes the escape…but I don’t understand…why would Synthasia help her??
Brian Rentfro: I was under the impression that the two hated one another…
Synthasia swings again, and Nightmare catches the chair and yanks it from her hand, grabbing her by the neck as he does. He drops the steel chair and lifts her high into the air, driving her down with a massive chokeslam that shakes the ring. The back of her head impacts with the chair, knocking her out.
Jon McDaniel: Dear GOD!! Somebody stop this!!! This Is SICKENING!!!
Brain Rentfro: She’s dead…DID YOU HEAR THE SOUND OF THAT?!? This ain’t cool man…She’s not moving…
Jon McDaniel: For Godsakes…get someone out here…NOW--------Oh No…Not AGAIN?!?! THIS HAS GONE TOO FAR!!!
He grabs her, pulls her up and tosses her, like a rag doll, over his shoulders and slowly makes his way back up the ramp to the now almost deafening DRA-VEN!! chants, leaving the ring techs to dismantle the tomb so the show may continue.
Jon McDaniel: You know, I never liked her that much, but No One deserves that kind of treatment…I don’t care what they’ve done!!
Just then a dozen security guards come rushing out, Chamelion following.
Chamelion: I warned you! I warned the both of you! Arrest him! DAMMIT! Arrest him!
However, Nightmare merely knocks all the guards down and steps over the ropes and lands on the floor. Giving Chamelion one last look, Nightmare steps over the barricade and makes his way through the fans, who quickly move to get out of his way!
Brian Rentfro: No one can stop Nightmare! Not if he doesn’t want to be stopped!
Jon McDaniel: This Priest has laid out an intricate trap, and now Synthasia has paid the price for her betrayal!
Brian Rentfro: Medics are down to attend to her, and Chamelion looks to be in a hell of a rage!
Jon McDaniel: Draven entombed, Nightmare and The Priest out to get Nina, Synthasia.. and Draven? How’s this all going to come to and end?
Brian Rentfro: I’m not even going to try too guess, and we won’t get any answers tonight!
Jon McDaniel: True, we’ll have to wait till next Rampage! We’re out of time, we’ll see you all here in one week! Good Night!
© PWA 2006