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Post by X-Division Chairman Saul Weisz on Apr 11, 2006 22:06:20 GMT -5
Monday Night Massacre Live from the Birmingham Jefferson Convention Complex in Birmingham, AL Attendance: 18,215
Eric Jackson- Welcome, everyone, to Monday Night Massacre! What a turn-out we have tonight, over eighteen thousand have flocked to see the WWICW in action, and what a card we have for everyone!
Shane Stone- That's right, first we have the Tag Team Champions The Doom Patrol and Denny Crane battling it out against the #1 Contenders Pocket Change and Bigg Money, as well as Crowley!
Eric Jackson- And not only that, but Viper will prove how hardcore he truly is when he faces the giant Dead Reckoning in a Hardcore match!
Shane Stone- That's not all! Tiger Knight faces Nightmare and Narmon Greene faces Rogue Wolf! Wow! That's exciting!
Eric Jackson- But not nearly as big as our main event. The World Heavyweight Champion Lance Fiennes teams up with the Contender Champion Blade to tackle the number one contenders of both titles, Alex Awesome and Jack Cage respectively!
Shane Stone- And holy hell, I can't wait to see Lance get put into shape!
Eric Jackson- He's always got some sort of explosive in ring ability to show us each and every week, Shane. Don't underestimate our champ!
Shane Stone- But, we'll have to quickly take a Commercial Break...
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Post by X-Division Chairman Saul Weisz on Apr 11, 2006 22:06:47 GMT -5
6 Man Tag Team Match: The Doom Patrol (Blackjack Sullivan & Tim Northern) & Denny Crane Vs. Pocket Change, Bigg Money, & Crowley-
Shane Stone- Our first match is one hell of a bout-to-be!
Eric Jackson- Yes, after Pocket Change and Narmon Greene failed to co-exist together this past Friday, The Doom Patrol sent Lance Fiennes a harsh message about "proving to the fans" their superiority as a Tag Team. I have no doubt in their talents, but I still feel that they exude overconfidence rather than justifiable confidence.
Shane Stone- Eric, have you ever considered shutting the hell up?
Eric Jackson- Ahem, and the competitors are already in the ring!
Denny Crane stands in the centre of the ring as The Doom Patrol waits at the ropes. Meanwhile, on the other side, Crowley stands ready to tackle his opponent as Change and Money back him up at the ropes. The bell chimes, and the match starts. The two lock up powerfully, but Crane gets the opportunity he needs and pushes Crowley to the corner where he continues pressure. When the pressure results in Crowley sinking to the bottom buckle, he lashes out with a kick to Crane's lower abdomen.
Denny staggers away after letting go of his adversary, and Crowley wastes no time in hitting a Back Suplex. He lifts Crane up again and hooks his arm for a suplex, but Crane knees Crowley in the gut and whips him into his own corner, tagging in Blackjack. As Crane gets behind the ropes, Northern joins Blackjack for a Double Team offensive. They whip Crowley off the ropes, let him fly past, then double-flapjack him to the floor. The referee forces Northern back to his corner and then dives for a count as Blackjack hooks the leg.
1...
2...
Pocket Change breaks it up!
Shane Stone- Ugh! How rude! He knew it was done for, so he ruined it for his opponents!
Eric Jackson- After blatantly double teaming Crowley in the first place?
As the referee argues with Change, Bigg Money slides into the ring behind the referee's watch and clotheslines Blackjack down, following up with a single leg crab offensive. Taps emanate, the referee turns around, but Money is already on the outside of the ring as Sullivan reels from the intense muscle spasms felt.
Given the opportunity, Crowley takes Sullivan by the hair and drags him to his corner. He tags Pocket Change, then bands with him for a Double Suplex. Instead, Blackjack knees either man respectively, and taking advantage of his arms being over their shoulders, reverses it into a giant DDT to both men at once. A yelping of glee emanates from Tim Northern, who looks visibly pleased in his partner.
Shane Stone- It appears that Northern has been overshadowing Blackjack lately.
Eric Jackson- And given that Blackjack gave Northern the initial boost he needed, I'd say Northern's going to owe his partner a lot in the future.
Blackjack pushes Crowley out and then lifts Pocket Change up, with a giant grip, he spinebusters him, then rolls forth for a bridged pin.
1...
2...
Pocket change kicks out!
Sullivan gets to his feet and backs up as Pocket Change slowly pulls himself up. As he regains his vision, he barely ducks a clothesline from Sullivan, then reaches up and shuffle side-kicks Sullivan in the chest, knocking him down. Dashing out, he reaches for Bigg Money's hand, but Northern interferes, dragging Change's legs from beneath him. Bigg Money yells out in rage as Northern pulls a winded Pocket Change further and further away from safety, where he and his two partners begin to beat the holy hell out of their opponent.
Eric Jackson- No! This is illegal! It's... it's... dishonorable! It's wrong!
Shane Stone- Shut up, you wimp!
Boos begin to burst throughout the arena, no one appears happy. Eventually, certain items such as popcorn buckets and drink cups are thrown at the apparent heels, and after security calms the audience down, the team stops their relentless assault, the referee attempting to make a five-count disqualification. Northern is tagged in legally and the other two return to their corner.
Eric Jackson- It's about time. Those ungrateful bastards shouldn't have kept those Titles.
Northern picks Change up and starts to hammer him into the corner. Hammering away, his predictable offensive is eventually thwarted, and Change blocks strikes and sends them back, eventually gaining the control. With the audience behind him, Pocket Change gets an opportunity, irish whips him to his own home base, and rushes for a body press. Northern sticks his elbow out and strikes Change in the neck, then reaches both his elbows back and strikes the faces of Bigg Money and Crowley. They fall off the apron as Northern then rushes the groggy Change, he attempts a Supernova.
But no! Pocket Change reverses it into the Full Hopper. He gets to his feet, wide-eyed, as the audience stamps their feet in excitement. Without any further haste, Pocket Change pins Northern.
1...
2...
Blackjack pulls Change away, lifts him up, and hits a huge Blackjack Brain-Vise!
Shane Stone- Yes! Go Doom Patrol! Go, you smart bastards! I love you!
Eric Jackson- Oh God!
As the referee yells at Blackjack, it is fearful that he cannot disqualify him. Blackjack pulls Northern onto a laid out Pocket Change, then joins Denny Crane to simultaneously knock an only-just recuperated team of Bigg Money and Crowley off the apron, securing the three count, which Northern attains.
The bell chimes, and Blackjack lifts a groggy Northern to his feet, him and Denny Crane lift either of Northern's arms high into the air as boos fill the arena. Without further ado, they leave the ring and head up the ramp cockily, wide smiles across their faces while Eric Jackson spits random obscenities in their name.
WINNERS: The Doom Patrol and Denny Crane.
Suddenly, the camera swaps to backstage:
The Doom Patrol and Denny Crane are seen limping in from the ring, as they help each other through the halls, somewhat cheery, Viper steps out from a darkened room in front of them.
Viper- Nice going, boys. Crane, beat it.
Denny seethes at Viper, but doesn't wish to attack him in his current state. So he rushes away, leaving the Doom Patrol behind.
Viper- Blackjack, Northern. I'm impressed. You showed some talent. You showed some finesse... but did you show me that you could stand a chance against the Super-X or World Heavyweight Champion?
Viper pats his Super-X Title, which lies across his right shoulder, and smiles.
Viper- No. You just won an Opening match. And that's where you'll stay, on the opening spot. Enjoy your careers on the House Show cards... week in... week out... because I'm going to ensure that neither of you live up to what you've promised, as though you'd prove it anyway.
Suddenly, "Break Stuff" hits the PA, and Viper rushes through the curtains, leaving The Doom Patrol in the dust as Viper's match begins...
Hardcore Match: Viper Vs. Dead Reckoning-
Shane Stone- Opting for higher ratings, Williams has further shown a lack of strength or defiance by billing Fiennes higher than the ever superior Viper.
Eric Jackson- That's his call and your opinion.
Shane Stone- Well I'm right.
Eric Jackson- In your opinion.
Shane Stone- And my opinion is right.
Eric Jackson- In your opinion.
Shane Stone- Oh! And here's Viper!
"Break Stuff" hits the P.A. as the lights begin to spasm out of control. Boos emanate throughout, dying out the few "RFD!" chants there are. Viper walks out with a cocky smile over his face, confident in the match's result while he pats the Super-X Title across his right shoulder.
Announcer- The following is a Hardcore Match... first, on the way to the ring, from Boston, Massachussets and weighing in at two hundred and fifty seven pounds... he is the "Real F'n Deal", he is the WWICW Super-X Division Champion... he is... Viper!
He strides down the rampway, then slides into the ring, raising his thumbs up high and repeating "RFD" to the ever less appreciative audience. A glimmer of light streaks through the crowd as he hands his title to the announcer who thus passes it to an official at ringside.
Then, "Holy wars... the punishment due" by Megadeth hits, and a dimmed light parade begins. Dead Reckoning thrusts himself slowly from the curtains, easing onto the stage before a mixed audience as the thus-far amateur-bred Father Bastion follows him. Bastion holds his arms out, bowing to the giant Dead Reckoning, who grins at his opponent and then moves onwards down to the ring.
Announcer- And the challenger, from Parts Unknown and weighing in at four hundred pounds... accompanied by Father Bastion... he is... Dead Reckoning!
A further mixed reaction throws itself at the challenger, who appears very intimidating and powerful in stature, yet restrains his probable violent attitude in a very calm and controlling manner. He scales the stairs and reaches over the top rope onto the canvas as Father Bastion merely stands outside, by the ringside steps.
His music dies and the two opponents face each other. They go to meet in the ring as they stand with weapons surrounding them. Viper looks way up into the eyes of his giant opponent, who merely leers back.
Eric Jackson- Viper will have to prove here how Real a Deal he truly is if he's going to take down this colossal figure.
Shane Stone- Easy. The bigger they are, the harder they fall.
The bell chimes, and Viper chops at Dead Reckoning's brick-like chest.
Nothing.
Not even a budge. Dead Reckoning stands there, smiling. Viper goes to kick DR in the gut, slightly more effective, as Dead Reckoning bends forward slightly. Viper attempts to DDT his opponent, but Dead Reckoning lifts Viper's entire body weight and T-Bone slams him to the floor. He gets to his feet slowly, then backs up. Viper snatches a chair and goes to hit the giant with it, but DR big boots the chair right back into Viper's face.
The audience grimaces as RFD goes down, then watches with wonder as he locks both hands across Viper's throat and lifts him right off the canvas. Viper chokes in desperation, then reaches into his tights and reveals... brass knuckles!
He smacks DR across the jaw and plummets to the canvas as DR reels from the offensive. Viper then takes his opportunity to reach up and kick Dead Reckoning in the groin. The giant bends over in pain, Viper takes the earlier-said chair and hits Dead Reckoning across the spine, from which he feels the said impact.
As DR stays on his feet, yet staggers, Viper hits him again, this time across the face, but DR merely staggers. Bastion yells out at DR to encourage him, then Viper snatches a 2x4 and arches it upwards, crushing DR's groin again. The grimacing audience has almost had enough as Viper then breaks it over the giant's head.
But still! He refuses to fall! Viper takes a sledgehammer, reaches it back, and swings it, smacking the hard head across DR's face with such impact that he hits the floor with a loud thud. The audience can't help but clap for Viper, who puffs that all his efforts had got his this far. Quickly, he covers Dead Reckoning as Father Bastion screams at DR to rise.
1...
2...
3!
Viper breathes a sigh of relief, realizing that DR is bleeding profusely from his nose. He hightails it out of the ring, snatching his belt, looking back at his downed opponent with apparent gladness that he overcame that burden.
WINNER: Viper
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Post by X-Division Chairman Saul Weisz on Apr 11, 2006 22:07:17 GMT -5
The show returns from a commercial break with the cameras circulating the massive Complex, the fans anticipating the next match...
Tiger Knight Vs. Nightmare (w/Blade)
“Sweet Dreams” begins to play over the PA system and the fans respond with a chorus of boos. Nightmare steps out onto the entrance ramp with Blade at his side. Slowly the two men make their way down to ringside. Blade stays outside the ring as Nightmare climbs inside and waits for his opponent to arrive.
Eric Jackson: This is sure to be a WWICW classic Shane. Nightmare and Tiger Knight, both very good competitors in my book with a lot of potential. I think both of them however are preventing themselves from being what they could be.
Shane Stone: I have to disagree Eric. I think both these men are nothing better than jobbers, and no matter how hard they fight they will never be top notch stars like Lance Fiennes and Narmon Greene.
The music fades out and is soon replaced by Tiger Knights theme song. The fans go nuts as the fan favorite makes his way down the ramp and to the ring. Blade shoots TK a dirty look, but TK simply shrugs it off and shoots him one back. Before he can get into the ring however Nightmare slams a forearm into the back of the skull of TK and TK falls to the mat. The bell rings and the match is officially underway.
Eric Jackson: Well Nightmare isn’t going to waste any time. Look at him laying into TK with those punches. This man is out to prove something tonight.
Pummeling TK on the mat with hard rights and lefts, Nightmare finally pulls his opponent to his feet and Irish whips him to the ropes. On rebound Nightmare drives a knee into the gut of TK and goes for a quick cover.
1
Kickout by TK. The fans pop.
Shane Stone: That was probably the most pathetic pin attempt I have ever seen. Who wins a match by hitting a knee. Come on Nightmare! You see what I mean Jackson…nothing more than a jobber.
TK manages to reverse a full nelson and connects a forearm to the back of the leg of Nightmare. Nightmare falls to the mat and TK wrenches on his leg. Nightmare moans in pain as TK twists in a very uncomfortable position. Breaking the hold TK drives a boot into the midsection of Nightmare then pulls him to his feet. This time TK Irish whips Nightmare but Nightmare reverses and spears TK to the mat, again pummeling him with punches.
Eric Jackson: Oh isn’t that cute, look at Blade clapping like a little girl outside the ring.
Shane Stone: At least he has more talent then the two retards in the ring. He proved that when he beat the World champ for the Contender title.
Eric Jackson: Yeah ALMOST!
TK manages to fight his way out of the attack and gains the upper hand. With both men on their feet once more. TK dodges another attempt at a spear and hits a bulldog instead. When he stands to his feet, Blade slides his Contender title belt into the ring and jumps on the ring apron and starts shouting at TK. The referee turns his attention away from the ring and starts shouting at Blade to get down. As TK turns to face his opponent he finds him to be back on his feet and wielding the title as a weapon. Diving at TK, Nightmare cleans TK out with the belt and tosses the strap outside the ring, rolling TK up for the pin. The referee turns back to the ring once Blade jumps down and makes the count…
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2
Kickout before the three-count. Nightmare cannot believe it.
Eric Jackson: Now that was just ignorant. I think I just lost a lot of respect for Nightmare. Realizes he can’t beat TK on his own so he hits him with a belt.
Shane Stone: Yeah well you just saw how far that got him. Tiger Knight kicked out!
As Nightmare begins to argue with the referee Blade slides into the ring. With the referee distracted Blade starts to pull TK up to his feet but is caught by a huge low blow. As Blade kneels over in pain TK jumps to his feet and connects with the Tigereye. Rolling Blade out of the ring TK looks to Nightmare who is still arguing with the referee. Nightmare sees that his plan again backfired, and shoves the referee out of the way. Taking a swing at Tiger Knight…he misses and TK connects with a second Tigereye, this time on his opponent. TK rolls Nightmare up for the pin…
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2
3!
WINNER: Tiger Knight
Eric Jackson- Quick and to the point. Tiger Knight bested the odds and came out on top. I anticipate a run for the WWICW Contender title is in TK’s near future.
Shane Stone- WHAT? Tiger Knight isn’t even on the Contender champs level. He isn’t ready for the big time yet Eric.
Eric Jackson- Well we’ll just see about that won’t we Shane?
Backstage, Narmon Greene is seen with Larnis, anticipating Narmon's next match. He is held with a straight jacket, surrounded by security as the moment of truth draws near.
Narmon- Larnis, be a good boy. You know what to do?
Larnis- Yef, fawfer.
Security- Okay, Narmon, it's time.
They undo the straps and release Narmon, who stands by the curtains, waiting for the match as Nightmare shoves past him for his entrance first...
Narmon Greene Vs. Rogue Wolf
Eric Jackson: Well it’s time for the next match in which we will be seeing the deranged Narmon Greene taking on Rogue Wolf. What do you think is going to happen tonight Shane?
Shane Stone: Oh boy, you know anything involving Narmon Greene is bound to be twisted. I just hope he doesn’t do what he would usually do to someone in his cell.
EJ: I hope not either. Let’s go to our ring announcer.
Announcer: This next contest is for one fall.
“Climbing up your walls” begins to play as Narmon Greene walks out on to the steel ramp. He continues to walk without blinking and doesn’t notice that a member of the audience hit him with a cup of soda.
Announcer: First, standing at five feet and eleven inches and weighing in at one-hundred and twenty eight pounds, from Plainfield Wisconsin, Narmon Greene.
Narmon has already entered the ring and is standing in the corner of the ring.
“Loose yourself” plays as Rogue Wolf walks out on to the ramp.
Announcer: His opponent, standing at six feet and weighing in at two-hundred and fifty-five pounds, from Salem Montana, Rogue Wolf.
Rogue Wolf slides into the ring and stands in the middle of the ring looking at Narmon. The music stops and the referee signals for the bell.
EJ: Well that’s the bell and the match is about to get underway.
SS: I hope this guy Narmon doesn’t have another mom episode, where he begins talking to air. What a freak.
EJ: I think you should keep it down, he might hear you.
Narmon leaps out of the corner and drop kicks Wolf to the mat. He then begins to viciously stomp on Wolf while pulling at his hair. Narmon then lifts Wolf to his feet. He puts Wolf’s head between his legs and lifts lower body in the air. Narmon quickly drops down to the mat, executing a piledriver.
EJ: Man, Narmon just rattled Rogue Wolf’s neck with that one.
SS: Yeah, you can see the pain in Rogue Wolf’s face.
Wolf is on the mat grasping his neck as Narmon is climbing to the top turnbuckle. Narmon leaps off and executes a splash on Wolf. Wolf grasps his mid-section as Narmon gets up and stands over him.
EJ: Narmon is staring at him now. It’s as if he is planning everything out in his head.
SS: Well whatever the plan is, I hope it doesn’t involve me.
Narmon lifts Wolf to his feet once again, but Wolf head butts him and then gives him a ddt.
EJ: Rogue Wolf has got the upper hand now. Lets what he’s got in store for Narmon.
SS: Hopefully he puts this guy away soon. Just looking at him freaks me out.
Wolf grabs Narmon by the throat with both hands and lifts him in the air. He tosses Narmon into a corner of the ring and follows it up with a clothesline. Wolf then lifts Narmon up so that he is sitting on the top turnbuckle. He climbs up to the top rope and hooks Narmon’s leg and neck and performs a superplex.
EJ: Oh my, I’m surprised the ring held together after that impact.
SS: I think Narmon is finished, pin him Wolf, pin him!
Wolf hooks Narmon’s leg and the referee begins to count. 1…2…Narmon kicks out. Wolf gets up frustrated and drops his knee on Narmon’s face. He gets up and drives his elbow into Narmon’s chest. Wolf rises to one knee and looks around. He get to both of his feet and looks down at Narmon. Narmon is staring back up at him. Wolf kicks Narmon in the head and spits on him.
EJ: Oh boy, looks like Wolf is getting a little more personal with Narmon here.
SS: Wolf please, don’t do something you’re going to regret.
Wolf watches Narmon as the he rises to his feet. They stare each other down, waiting for the other to make a move. Narmon the grabs Wolf’s face and digs his teeth into Wolf’s nose.
SS: Oh god I knew it, he’s a cannibal!
EJ: I don’t know what to make of this, all I know is that the referee better to something about this before Narmon tears Rogue Wolf’s nose off.
Rogue Wolf is screaming while trying to push Narmon away. The referee is inbetween the wrestler’s, trying to retain order. As all this is going on, Larnis has walked out on to the ramp. He has a hammer in his hand and is moving at a fast pace.
Narmon finally releases the Wolf’s nose and is taken to a corner by the referee. Narmon’s mouth is full of Wolf’s blood and he is smiling, exposing the blood on his teeth. Wolf walks over to the other side of the ring holding on to his nose and cursing. Larnis quickly jumps on the apron and bashes Wolf on the side of the head with the hammer.
EJ: Holy mother of god, what the hell is wrong with him.
SS: I don’t know, nut I’m ready to haul ass.
Wolf stumbles around the ring aimlessly. Larnis tosses the hammer under the ring and then sits on the arena floor rocking back and forth. Narmon pushes the referee out of his way and heads toward Wolf. He takes a last glance at Wolf who is stumbling over air and locks on the Chainsaw Massacre. The pain is excrutiating, and Wolf has nowhere to go, without a further moment, he taps out, squealing in agony as security scales the ring, pulling Narmon off the beaten Rogue Wolf
Announcer: Here is your winner, Narmon Greene!
EJ: I don’t know what to say.
SS: Me neither.
Narmon walks over to Larnis and pats him on the shoulder. Larnis gets up and they both make their way backstage.
EJ: Don’t…don’t go away we’ll be right back.
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Post by X-Division Chairman Saul Weisz on Apr 11, 2006 22:07:47 GMT -5
The show returns from a commercial break. Lance stands waiting by the curtain, his eyes closed, focusing on the match ahead. His title is draped nicely over his left shoulder, the golden light glimmering off the title head as the World Champ finally opens his eyes, only to find Blade standing in front of him.
Smiling, the Contender Champ pats his friend on the shoulder.
Blade- We've come all this way, mate. All this way, from the AWF, through the RWF, all so we can make it to the king of them all, the WWICW. Tonight hardly matters. Break Out matters. But for their sakes, let's go out there and give both Jack Cage and that little prick Alex Awesome a taste of Break Out, and just a final glimpse of the titles they'll never have.
Lance- Don't underestimate either of them.
Blade- Come on! Alex had to hit you with a chair from behind to put you out, and you've beaten Jack Cage more than once where he hasn't touched you!
Lance- Doesn't matter. Put in a team situation, it can go anywhere.
Blade- Right... let's just do our best out there, kay?
Alex Awesome walks onto the frame, his arms crossed and a cocky smirk across his face. Blade turns around, steaming at the nose and red in the face.
Blade- What the hell do you want, rookie?
Awesome- You can't call me rookie. I'll be the World Champ at Break Out, so "rookie" is not a term to use in my case.
Lance- Quit with the book-worm crap, only I have a right to speak like I make sense because I actually do read books, you dumb fuck.
Awesome- Quieten down, Lance, the children at home will think it's alright to swear!
Lance- In the case of talking to someone who lacks class such as yourself, I'd say it's perfectly fucking fine!
Awesome- Let's see if you can walk the walk, rather than talk the talk, when we grind heads in the ring tonight.
Without a further tense moment, Alex strides off, laughing as Lance stands calmly, though his voice having been very firm.
Blade- Come on, man... let's go...
The cameras go to the ring as the match begins...
Alex Awesome and Jack Cage Vs. Lance Fiennes and Blade
Eric Jackson- Up next folks, we have the WWICW Champions Lance Fiennes and Blade Vs. the number one contenders at Break Out Alex Awesome and Jack Cage!!!
Shane Stone- Oh, don’t mention this is basically a handicap match. Lance will probably hide in the corner and make Blade do all the work.
Eric Jackson- Lance wouldn’t do that!! Lance is a fighting champion!!
Shane Stone- I bet you $10 that Lance doesn’t even show up!!
Suddenly the PA system blares Jack “The sharpshooter” Cage’s Entrance theme as he makes his way down to ringside. The crowd cheers him on as he climbs into the ring and poses for the cameras.
Eric Jackson- The crowd showing their respect for Jack Cage here.
Shane Stone- Those nimrods will cheer for anyone these days.
Eric Jackson- And they have a right to! They paid their money and can say or do what they want.
Shane Stone- I pay out too and I can’t do what I want.
Eric Jackson- What do you mean, "You pay too?!?" What do you mean? You work here.
Shane Stone- Well, I have to deal with you don’t I?
After a couple of minutes, the PA system changes over and "Breaking Me Down" by Soil fills the arena as Alex Awesome makes his way out to the ring. Within seconds, the cheering crowd drowns out the PA system as the crowd boos HUGE for the #1 Contender for the WWICW Championship, Alex Awesome.
Eric Jackson- No surprise that he's receiving this reaction, Shane. Alex Awesome has shown absolutely no class as of late. Even his mother is ashamed.
Shane Stone- Pffft, Awesome's exactly that. Too Damn Awesome. So how about that bet or are you chicken?
Eric Jackson- Will you knock it off already?
Then Binge and Purge by The Ladykillers hits and Blade makes his way out. The crowd makes a mixed reaction as Blade holds up a sign saying “Who’s the Contender champion again?” The crowd continues to show it’s mixed feelings as Blade makes his way to the ring and shows off the contender’s title.
Eric Jackson- Quite a figure lately. He managed to walk away with that Title after some help from the back. But he still maintains some class, as the two show respect for one another.
Shane Stone- Blade took a golden opportunity and made a name for himself... as a wuss. Moment of truth time Eric!!!
"Still Running" by Chevelle then hits and the crowd goes wild!!! Blade looks back at the curtain and tense minutes pass by…..
Shane Stone- Where is he, Eric? I thought he was going to show up?
Eric Jackson- He’ll be here.
The music stops and the crowd begins to wonder where Lance is.
Shane Stone- Told you he’s not coming Eric.
Suddenly Lance’s Music starts again and Lance makes his way out of the back holding a sign reading “Awesome's Mom Doesn't Love Him!!”. The crowd goes nuts as Alex paces back and forth obviously pissed off. Lance climbs into the ring and has words with Blade about the match ahead. They shake hands, hand their titles to the announcer, then Jack heads out of the ring as Alex gets ready to start. After a couple of minutes, the ref calls for the bell and the match begins.
Eric Jackson- Wait a minute ref. Who’s starting? Blade or Lance?!?
Shane Stone- Who cares?!? We just might see a fight right here.
Finally Blade steps down and gets into there corner as Lance starts the match. Alex and Lance square off against each other. They both grab each other in a collar and elbow lock up with Alex coming off it locking Lance into a headlock. Lance shoves Alex to the ropes and Blade immediately nails Alex in the back of the head with a forearm. Alex stumbles forward and Lance scoops him up in a spine buster flattening Alex to the ground. Lance then points at Blade and yells “He's mine, bro!”. Blade throws his hands up in the air and shrugs.
Shane Stone- What’s Lance’s problem?!?
Eric Jackson- He’s got morals, Blade knows this, though.
Lance picks Alex up but Alex shoves him back and hits Lance with a hard drop kick. Lance falls back and Alex charges him with a flurry of hard right punches. Alex whips Lance to the opposite ropes, bounces off the ropes by him, and levels him with a huge running neck breaker. Lance hits the mat hard. Lance staggers to his feet and Alex climbs the corner turnbuckle. Lance turns towards Alex and Alex sails off of the turnbuckle with a head scissors that sends Lance spiraling to the mat. Alex makes a quick tag and Jack is in the ring.
Shane Stone- See what I mean? Lance is getting torn apart out there!!
Jack lifts Lance up and flips him back into a float over suplex for the cover.
1…
2…
Kick out!!
Jack lifts Lance up throws him into the corner turnbuckle. Jack then charges Lance for a big splash but Lance gets a boot up!!! Jack hits the boot hard and stumbles back. Jack turns back around and Lance comes out of the corner with a huge clothesline!!! The impact finds Jack hitting the mat as Lance is down to all fours. Blade reaches out for the tag!!!
Shane Stone- That’s it!!! Tag!! Tag out and let a real wrestler take care of business!!!
Lance looks up and shakes his head, yelling "Not yet."
Shane Stone- What the hell is his problem?!?
Eric Jackson- I don't think he's done yet, and how could he?!?
Shane Stone- Lance is just a cocky, overrated glory hound!!!
Lance picks Jack Cage up and piledrivers him to the mat!! Cage grabs the back of his neck in pain as Lance bounces off the ropes and hits him with a leg drop and then the cover.
1…
2…
Kick out.
Lance gets up and pulls Jack up with him. He shoves Jack into the corner and takes a few steps back and spears him deeper into the corner. Jack looks groggy as Lance picks Jack up onto the turnbuckle and goes for a Superplex. Jack blocks it though and shoves Lance back off!!! After Lance hits the mat, Jack flies off the turnbuckle with a huge elbow drop that connects!!! Lance is lying motionless in the ring as Cage crawls back to his corner for the tag. Blade yells at Lance to get up and make the damn tag!!!
Shane Stone- Get up and tag out you idiot!!!!
Eric Jackson- He’s right Lance!!! You need to tag out!!!
Finally Lance gets up and slowly crawls to his corner. It becomes a desperate race to see who reaches their partner first but Jack Cage is able to tag out to Alex before Lance can reach Blade. Alex runs over and grabs Lance’s leg and tries to pull him back but Lance spins around onto his back and kicks him in the face three times. Alex falls back and crashes into the ref and Lance makes a dive for the tag and makes it!!
Shane Stone- YES!!! Blade’s in!!!
Blade comes rushing in but the ref stops him mid way!!!
Shane Stone- What the Hell?!?
Eric Jackson- The ref didn’t see it!!! He missed it when Alex crashed into him!!!
Alex takes full advantage of the situation and pulls Lance back to the center of the ring. Alex lifts up and smashes Lance’s knee into the ring and Lance screams in pain. Lance struggles to reach the ropes as Alex does it again. Lance then pulls himself up to his feet and Alex starts to kick his knee some more. Lance is barely on his feet and Alex runs back and bounces off the ropes for a full cross body. He hits Lance and both competitors fly over the top rope.
Shane Stone- NO!! NO!! Get up Lance!!!!
Eric Jackson- He may not get the chance. Look!!
Alex climbs onto the apron and onto the turnbuckle. Just as Lance gets to his feet, Alex comes off it with a huge moonsault and takes down Lance to the mat. Lance barely looks to be breathing as Alex rolls him into the ring. Alex goes for the cover.
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Thr… The ref suddenly stops as Lance gets his foot on the ropes. Alex hits the mat in frustration as he picks Lance up. Lance starts to fight back however as he hits Alex in the stomach with hard right fists. Alex doubles over in pain and Lance grabs him for a Fisherman’s Suplex for the cover.
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Thr… Alex Kicks out. Lance gets his second wind as he gets up and clotheslines Alex back down. Alex is up again and Lance does it again. Alex gets up a third time and Lance takes him down a third time and the crowd goes nuts!!!!
Eric Jackson- Lance is coming back!!! Lance is coming back!!!
Shane Stone- Coming back?!? What do you mean coming back?!? The guy finally woke up and realized they were kicking his ASS!!
Lance lifts Alex up and throws him into the ropes, Jack pats Alex on the back, and Alex runs back into Lance’s Powerslam!!! Lance goes for the cover but the ref saw the blind tag and doesn’t go for it. Lance gets up to see why and Jack Cage nails him with his trademarked Silencer!!! Cage goes for the cover!!!
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Thre… KICK OUT!!!!
Eric Jackson- OH MY GOD!!!! LANCE IS A WRESTLING GOD!!!
Shane Stone- GOD?!? The guy looked more like a sacrifice a few minutes ago!!!
Cage lifts Lance up as Alex rolls out of the ring to recover. Jack goes for a running clothesline on Lance but Lance ducks it and hits him with the Fiennes- O- Matic!!! Jack Cage looks to be out as Lance slowly crawls for the ropes as Blade screams at him to make the tag!!!
Eric Jackson- This is it!!! If Lance makes the tag, they will win it!!!
Cage starts to get up and Lance stumbles forward and tags in Blade; Blade rushes in and hits the bewildered Cage with his Trademarked Blade’s Edge; Alex rushes in and Blade ducks him but Lance catches him into a Lance Crusher; Alex rolls out and Lance gets up; then Blade hits HIM with a quick Blade’s Edge!!!!
Eric Jackson- Wait!!! That’s your partner Blade!!!!
Blade starts waving at the curtain as David Krass, Nightmare, and Kevin Masters rush down to ringside!!! Blade starts to stomp Lance and Cage attacks him from behind. Blade and Jack exchange blows as Nightmare slides in. Kevin Masters Handcuffs Alex to the outside bottom rope and slides in as well. The ref calls for the bell and the match is thrown out!!
Eric Jackson- It was a set up!!! It was a damn set up by the kWo!!!
Shane Stone- Unbelievable!!! I questioned Krass’s Judgment when he made this match but the man’s a genius!!!
Soon the three on one is too much for Cage as they back him into the corner and Masters lifts him up and STOMPS him into the turnbuckle. Cage lies motionless as Krass slides a chair into the ring. Blade watches a helpless Lance struggle to his feet and then levels him with the chair!!! Nightmare slides to the outside and uses the Mic Cord to choke the life out of Jack Cage as Masters climbs the turnbuckle and crashes down onto his stomach with a hard knee drop!!! Cage writhes in pain and slips into unconsciousness.
Eric Jackson- Somebody stop this!!!
Lance starts to get up bleeding profusely from the chair shot and all three kWo members wait for him to stand up. Lance turns back around and Blade kicks him again and delivers yet another Blade’s Edge. The Crowd boos as Blade turns towards the other two and shouts, “Finish this son of a Bitch!” Nightmare lifts Lance up and hits his Trademark Insomnia!!! Then Masters lifts up Lance and lifts him into a powerbomb position as he moves to one corner of the ring and faces the other. Then he charges the opposite corner of the ring….
Eric Jackson- NO!!! GOOD GOD NO!!!!
….And viciously Running Whip Powerbombs Lance into he opposite corner!!! Lance crumbles to the mat as Kevin stands on his chest and Blade and Nightmare grab the Contender’s title and the Heavyweight Championship and lift them over their head!!! The crowd boos intently as they can’t believe what just happened!!!
Eric Jackson- Get some paramedics down here now!!! This is disgusting! Lance TRUSTED Blade! How could he do this?
Shane Stone- We’re out of time but I think the lesson was driven home tonight: Don’t Cross The Boss! And don't trust Blade! Damn, he's smart!
The show goes off the air focused on Masters, Blade, and Nightmare!
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