(CUE UP: "The Dope Show" - Marilyn Manson. The arena lights go down as the fans rush to their feet in hopes of catching a glimpse. Spotlights surround the arena, finally focusing in on a spot about six feet from the curtain... and standing there, Eli Flair and Poison Ivy. They acknowledge the crowd for a minute, and begin to walk forward toward the ring. It takes them about two minutes or so, as they take in the crowd and smack a few hands. At last, they enter the ring. Eli moves toward the center of the ring, Poison Ivy in front. The song kicks into the chorus, and the arena lights raise and lower in tempo to the song, as glittery sparks fly from the ringposts. "We're All Stars Now," like the song says... but if that's true, this man is the true "ANTI-Star." Ivy then leaves the ring and sits next to Jim Sears.)
[Cue Up 'Bulls on Parade' by Rage against the machine. White and Blue fireworks explode all around the arena as the overhead screen shows in Emerald letters 'PR' on a black background. Radder comes out from the backstage area, wearing a t-shirt which reads 'EXTREMELY Cool' across the chest, carrying a chair in one hand, and holding one of Kelly's hands in the other. The fans let out a good pop, and Radder and Kelly do seem a little surprised by it. Kelly looks up at the huge 'covered-cage' structure and a worried look crosses her face, as Radder lets go of her hand, gives her a quick kiss, and steps into the ring, as the cage begins to lower ...]
JS:I'm joined now by Kelly, manager of "Iceman" Steve Radder, and Poison Ivy, manager of "Total Elimination" Eli Flair. It's a pleasure to have you here, ladies.
IVY:Pleasure's all mine, Jim, Kelly.
K:I just hope Steve can walk out of this match allright.
JS:These two men have gone through hell and back so far in this tournament, and they're staring each other down as we speak! Radder still has a hold of that chair! THERE THEY GO! Radder flies at Eli with the chair, but he ducks! Drop toe hold, and Radder lands face first on the chair he brought into the cage!
K:STEVE!
IVY:He'll get up.
JS:Radder does indeed get up, as he tosses the chair outside and locks up with Flair! Flair, having the height, weight, AND strength advantage, sends Radder into the corner! He's got the Iceman by the throat, and he's chokeslammed out of the corner!
IVY:I thought this match would be a bit longer. But, Eli's setting up a table on the outside, so it looks like the KING of EXTREME is wrapping things up.
JS:Wait... Flair is setting YET ANOTHER TABLE up, on top of the last one! He picks Radder up... and hits him with a belly-to-belly suplex, and sets him up on the table!
K:No...
IVY:YES!
JS:Flair to the top rope... SPLASH! Both men crash through two.. count 'em.. TWO tables, and hit the floor! Remember, this is falls count anywhere! The referee makes the count..
IVY:One, two, three.
JS:NO! NO! Radder kicked out!
K:Steve... Why can't he let go of this extreme thing?
IVY:Honey, it's in the blood. He's got something to prove in there now!
JS:Radder is picked up... and face first into the cage! NO! The force of the blow knocked a section of the cage out! Radder is a bloody mess! Flair sets him up for a side suplex...
IVY:S***! How'd he counter that?
JS:Radder hooked Eli's head, and countered with a DDT! He's got a hold of that chair again, and he's climbing the outside of the cage!
K:NO! It's gonna collapse on him!
IVY:Relax, kiddo. A section of the cage got knocked out but the skeleton is still connected. He's gonna be fine. That is... unless he falls.
K:You're not worried about Eli at all?
IVY:Not a bit. He knows what he's doing in there. And, if I may, so does Radder.
JS:Radder's at the top of the cage... and he DROPS the chair on Flair's head! Eli is busted open as well! But he looks like it only made him mad! He flips his hair back, sending a spray of blood all over the first two rows! NOW FLAIR IS CLIMBING THE CAGE!
IVY:Hold on a second... what's he doing here?
JS:Dr. Detructo has come out to take a closer look at the action, it seems, and he's shouting words of encouragement to Flair as he climbs!
IVY:He'd better stay the hell away from both men... They've got enough to deal with already!
JS:Indeed, as Flair gets near the top, Radder begins to stomp away at him! He's trying to cause Flair to fall!
K:Be careful, Steve... Be careful, Steve...
JS:NO! Flair lost his grip, and falls to the floor! OH MY GOD! He went through the timekeeper's table!
IVY:Now I'm getting a little concerned.
JS:He's heading this way... what's he doing?
K:I don't know.
JS:Uh-oh... Fans, Eli Flair has reached behind Poison Ivy and recovered the Singapore Cane that she brought to ringside... this could get messy.
IVY:There are bloodstains showing on your BLACK tuxedo, Jim... I think things are already messy.
K:How can he use that thing?
IVY:No DQ, kiddo.
JS:Eli is climbing the cage again, albeit slower this time... Radder tries the same trick as before, but Eli tripped him up with that cane! FLAIR AND RADDER ARE ON THE TOP OF THE CAGE!
K:And thankfully, Flair sent the cane back to the floor.
JS:Where it was deftly caught by Poison Ivy. Nice catch.
IVY:Hey, I try.
JS:They're exchanging punches now, and the roof of that cage looks like it's wavering just a little! This thing could collapse in on itself with al the weight on top of it!
IVY:Forget that, one or both of 'em could fall from the top and end a career REAL quick.
K:Don't say it. Don't even THINK it!
JS:Flair... oh my god... Flair's got both of Radder's arms hooked.... OVERHEAD BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX! RADDER FALLS TWENTY FIVE FEET TO THE FLOOR!
IVY:That's gonna ruin his day.
K:STEVE!!
JS:Fans, Kelly has left the broadcast area and is cradling Steve Radder's body in her arms... This is a tragedy... This young man's career could be over.
IVY:It is a tragedy... but Radder knew the risks involved.
JS:Be that as it may.... Flair is still on top of the cage, though he is looking down with what you could call concern in his eyes for the Iceman... and here comes the medical team with a stretcher.
IVY:This isn't how Flair wanted to win this match.
JS:Be that as it may, I think it's safe to say that Eli Flair is the Extreme Champion as a result of Steve Radder's inbility to continue. Let's get the official word from Humberto Ramos.
HR:Ladies and gentlemen, your attention please... Because of Steve Radders inability to continue the match, the winner... and NEW MWC--
JS:Humberto is cut off by some sort of commotion near the curtain...
IVY:You've got to be kidding me.
JS:IT'S RADDER! STEVE RADDER IS RETURNING TO RINGSIDE!
IVY:What's left of him, at least.
JS:This match has been a toll on both men so far... Eli Flair has a huge gash on his forehead, as well as a definite limp in his step and definite cracked ribs from that fall from the top of the cage. And he looks completely healthy compared to Steve Radder! Radder is bleeding from a most likely broken nose, he's holding his chest as if he's broken a few ribs, his arms are COMPLETELY torn to shreds, and he too is limping! Right now, he's limping right back to the ring! Kelly is trying to restrain him but he's pushing her arms aside! He wants this fight!
IVY:He's feeling the pain, allright.
JS:He's working through it, as he's once again ascending the cage! Flair is ready for him as well!
IVY:Welcome back to the land of the living, Kelly.
K:No jokes, Ivy... Not now.
JS:Radder climbs the cage, and he LAUNCHES himself at Flair! His forearm caught Flair across the temple! That cage is still wavering, Ivy... It;s going to give way!
IVY:More to the point, we've got another spectator.
K:Crippler? What's Crippler doing here?
JS:More to the point, Ivy... RADDER HITS THE ABSOLUTE ZERO ON FLAIR! THEY BOTH FELL THROUGH THE TOP OF THE CAGE!
IVY:Radder's on top... and he's got the cover! Damn it, Eli, kick out!
JS:1..........2........NO! Flair kicked out! We said it before, what will it take to get Steve Radder out of this match... what will it take to pin Eli Flair? Or make him say those two words he's never said before?
IVY:Eli won't quit... He doesn't know how to fail.
JS:Crippler has entered the cage to get a better look at things... WAIT! He's got a chair! CHAIRSHOT on Radder! And another one! He's setting up yet ANOTHER table for use in this matchup, and he lays Radder out on it!
IVY:Get up, Eli!
K:GET UP STEVE!!
JS:CRIPPLER PUTS RADDER THROUGH THE TABLE WITH A LEGDROP! Flair saw it! Flair saw what happened! He's looking at Crippler, and he wants some answers!
IVY:Eli doesn't want this guy here.... Get him outta here.
K:Someone needs to get Steve out of there! This is too much!
JS:Flair gives Crippler a hard shove, and Crip fires back! Flair takes a punch to the chest, and fires back with one of his own that levels Crippler! DR. DESTRUCTO MAKES HIS MOVE! He's got Crippler by the hair, and they're brawling down the aisle!
IVY:I can't believe it... Radder's STILL getting up!
K:If he gets up, he's okay. I'll take it.
JS:Eli's under the ring now... what's he pulling out? A LADDER! Eli Flair has pulled out a ladder and a length of chain! This spells trouble for Steve Radder!
IVY:For both of them, possibly. See? Eli's hooking the two of them together with that chain, by the NECK.
K:This is bad.
IVY:Eli's pulling Radder to his feet, look at this, he can barely stand. How long has this match been going on?
JS:Fifteen minutes.
K:FIFTEEN MINUTES is all?
IVY:See? Good matches just FLY.
JS:Eli's got that ladder set up, and he's using that dog collar to pull Radder up to the top with him... POWERBOMB FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER! There's the cover, 1.........2.........NO! Radder's not out yet.
IVY:If that didn't do it... what WILL?
JS:THIS! Flair's tossed Radder over the top rope, and has a hold of that chain! Radder's being hanged!
K:End this, now! Stop the match!
IVY:Sit your butt in that seat, kid. Radder's got to see this through to the end or he'll never be able to live with himself.
JS:Radder fiddling with the chain, and he disconnects himself from it! Falling to the floor, Eli does the same.
IVY:Eli's got that ladder set up near the ropes now... What's on his mind?
JS:Eli's a good fifteen feet above Radder, from the top of the ladder to the floor! HE SPLASHES! There's the cover, 1........2.........3! 3! We've got an EXTREME Champion, in "Total Elimination" Eli Flair! This match has cost these men a great deal, however, and it couldn't have been between anyone else!
IVY:And Flair's the only one who could've done that title justice.
JS:Radder's on his feet, though VERY shaky... and Flair has been presented with the title belt! He extends his hand, and Radder shakes it! These two men have gone through the fires together, and they've emerged stronger for it!
IVY:Nice talking to ya, Sears, but it's time to de-traumatize Kelly.
JS:Kelly and Ivy have left the broadcast table... but the real story is leaving the ringside right now, as Eli Flair has the EXTREME belt over his left shoulder, and is supporting Steve Radder with his right! We have seen history made here tonight, and we've seen an AMAZING pair of men put on a show that NOBODY in the world can duplicate!
The Winner: Eli Flair
MWC InterContinental Title
"Good God" Kevin Powers
vs.
"Extremist" Eddie Dean
The lights in the arena go off as "Bombtrack" by Rage Against the Machine begins to play as the crowd hushes to the steady bass line. The drums are soon added, as the beat gets more intense, working up to a cymbal crash to which fireworks explode, and "The Extremist" Eddie Dean emerges from the curtain at the top of the ramp. He takes a second to gaze out into all of the fans that have gathered for this event before continuing down the path, which is lit up by various flickering figures of the word 'eXtreMisT.'
Along with his usual attire of a pair of goggles, a set of breath rights, and two streaks of red face paint running down both sides of his face, he has dyed his hair jet black and spiked it. Dean is wearing a long black trenchcoat and is carrying a trash can in one hand, as he works the crowd to excitement. The crowd warms up for Dean, and on the LockeTron his music video featuring match clips and movie stunts play for all to see.
As the cymbals crash again, Dean throws his trash can into the ring. He enters the ring with strobe lights. He seems to be enjoying himself, bouncing back and forth from each set of ropes. At the next cymbal crash, Dean leaps on to the second rope and starts running his hands along his waste to indicate he's there for a belt. After a few seconds, he does a backflip and lands gracefully on his feet.
As the music dies down and the lights come back on, Eddie Dean lets out an "Ohhhyeahhhbabyyyy!" and arouses the crowd once more. A good portion of the fans are clearly behind this former BTR superstar for now. "The Extremist" then takes off his trenchcoat to reveal the neon green tights that he is wearing. He sets the trash can outside of the ring by his corner, and gets to it.
['(Can't You) Trip Like I Do' by Filter & Crystal Method begins to play as the LockeTron begins to go off. Pictures of Powers and Gina flash along with some of their recent actions. In-between the cuts the words of 'PR in Da HOUSE', 'YOUR IC Champion', 'Gorgeous Gina', and 'GOOD GOD' Kevin Powers begin to show here in there in emerald letters on a black background. The curtains open up and Gina walks out wearing black leather pants and shiny black stretch halter top. Behind her follows the IC Champion of MWC 'Good God' Kevin Powers and he is carrying the MWC belt. As they walk out Gina stops and puts her hands on her hips as Powers stands behind her and holds up the title belt. A white fountain pyro affect goes off behind them and the fans are giving their best heel pop. Gina takes the microphone from the announcer.]
G: (giving a look towards the announcer) You know better. (Sets her pose) Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, and children of all ages. Now that the Leach of PLR is out of the group PR proudly presents to you it's current MWC INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION! From Chi-Town and current Bad Boy on the Block! He is ALWAYS full of US Steel and Sex Appeal. He is 'GOOD GOD' KEVIN POWERS!!!
JS: Fans, we are set to get underway in this title matchup. The champion here is in a precarious situation - he has a shoulder injury suffered last night. One thing you can say about this champion though, he doesn't miss the BIG shows for NOTHING! I don't agree with everything Powers does, but the fact that he's here now says a LOT about what a champion is SUPPOSED to be.
LK: He's a punk... but I have to agree with you. Collar and Elbow lockup and a Standing Armbar by Dean - he's going right to work on that shoulder.
JS: Not a bad plan if you are Eddie Dean. Powers though takes the other hand and - THROW HIM OFF!!! Dean back up - Clothesline by Powers! Dean back up - Powers tosses him into the ropes and spinning Elbow to the face. Good succession of moves and Dean is rolling to the outside.
LK: Not a bad plan there... catch his breath and Powers isn't chasing him either.
JS: I wouldn't if I was Kevin.
LK: If -I- was Kevin, I could keep 2 girls satisfied... not like this chump.
JS: Sure you could Liam. Dean back on the apron and Powers there to meet him - Shoulder block by Eddie, and another - SUNSET FLIP! - 1... 2...NO NO NO!!! Close one there surprisingly enough. Powers having problems acclimating that injury to his style it would seem.
LK: Not to mention that Gina is unsatisfied with any other acclimating he's tried to do.
JS: ... Both are up and Dean with the Irish Whip into the ropes and HURRICARANA!!! - NO! Powers turns it to a powerbomb! and a pin - 1... 2... 3 - NO NO NO!!!! Close call there. Powrs back up and Elbow drop down onto Dean. Picking Dean up - SHort arm Clothesline sends Dean hard to the mat. Tough match thusfar for Dean, but Powers still not able to do his usual domination.
LK: Dean rolling to the outside and THERE'S Gina - Powers holding the ref and Gina with some solid kicks from those heeled shoes.
JS: Unfair advantage there! Dean slowly getting back into the ring and Powers is waiting for him - SWINGING NECKBREAKER!!! And a cover - 1...2...KICKOUT! Dean hanging onto this one.
LK: Hanging is about all he's been doing.
JS: Powers pulls Dean to his feet and a solid BOOT TO the Face sends Dean into the corner. Powers picks him up to drop him across the top rope - his arm gives out!!! Unbelievable! Dean with the cover - 1...2..KICKOUT!
LK: Close call there - Powers having some severe problems tonight. And here comes more problems - SUSAN!
JS: Yep, and Gina already in her face with this one - SUSAN grabs her hair and vice versa - we got a cat FIGHT!
LK: And inside, Dean with a springboard Legdrop onto Powers after a terrific Tiger bomb. He has Powers in trouble. Dean tosses Powers to the outside and Susan and Gina are nearby - ref out to keep this seperate.
JS: Nice work Liam.
LK: That'd be a compliment, but ... well, it's from you.
JS: ... Dean sees his opening and is grabbing his garbage can - he's going up top and OFF
CLANG!!!!!
JS: What a shot! Right on Powers shoulder! Dean tosses him back inside and - EXTREME PLUNGE (leaping Brainbuster) - He's got the cover, but no ref...1...2...3....4.......5 - Dean heading out to get the ref back into the match.
LK: Look out Eddie - Susan missed a wild shot at Gina and just sent those nails down Eddie's face...he's stunned after that one and Powers taking advantage. He grabs Eddie by the hair and is pulling him back in OVER the TOP ROPE!
JS: The ref is back in of course now as well. Powers has a stunned Dean and is calling for KISS THE CANVAS (Slingshot Powerbomb) - he's got him up, the slingshot - HE LOST CONTROL OF IT!
LK: Dean springs onto Powers shoulder - 1...2...3!!!!!
JS: We've got a new champ - one of my BTR guys is the CHAMP!!!
LK: Uhm, Jim.
JS: Oh...sorry.
The Winner: Eddie Dean
MWC World Tag Titles
E-cubed vs. The Method
Lunar Express comes down with their manager and is quickly pushed into the cage - no interference by them tonight!
The lights go out, and Rough Riders by DMX starts to play. Two pyro missle type things fly from the ring posts and appears to hit the MWC banner above the entrance way. This appears to trigger lots of white and red spinners.after that, The method makes there way through the curtain, and on their way to the ring, the fountains shoot off(green and white).
The arena lights dim as the opening notes of 'Eye of the Tiger' gets the crowd to their feet. A spotlight focuses on the curtains and everyone waits patiently for this new team's entrance. First through the curtain is Sampo, wearing a Quit Riot T-Shirt, long blonde hair in a single pony tail on the side of his head, grinning like there is no tomorrow. Closely behind follows Ironfist wearing his old boxing robe. The robe is dark blue with thousands upon thousands on sequins and beads. The hood is drawn over his face and he is hopping and dancing towards the ring just like at prize fighter at thier biggest match. Three slightly over weight men wearing white t-shirts that are too small follow the two men. Each of the 'escort's' shirts have an 'E' handwritten on them in a black magic marker (one is even backwards). The three men are also carrying flashlights and are waving them around like they are some kind of a light show. They also are popping blackcat fireworks on their way to the ring as if they are pyrotechnics. Sampo seems comfortable with this now usual entrance, but that's before Fireworks take off behind his butt. He runs toward Ironfist who just shakes his head. Sampo turns around to see that his heart infested BLOOMERS are showing and a smoke is being emitted from his butt...similar to Goldberg 'breathing smoke'.
JS: The bell has rung and we are ready for the Tag team title match.
LK: BORING! The only REAL tag team is 30 feet above the ring.
JS: Which is were ... uhm, the BIG guy for the Method nearly threw Ironfist.
LK: What is his name anyway?
JS: Well, Mailman Mike, Malkia, and ..uhm-
LK: Loser
JS: No, it's - Clothesline by Ironfist.
LK: Where'd he clothesline him, his navel?
JS: No, but close... uhm,
LK: Loser
JS: Is staggered... someone help me with this guys name.
LK: Loser
JS: His real name!
LK: Loser
JS: Whatever. The big guy trying to get back into it - body blow combo from Ironfist.
LK: Bet you can't say that 3 times fast.
JS: Bet I don't want to - Ironfist has him in the corner and is going to work - but it's the wrong corner cause here comes Postal Paul, I mean Kilika, I mean...
LK: Loser #2
JS: No, 187
LK: 227? Isn't that a bad 80's show.
JS: Right now, 187 doing some quick work in the corner - but HERE COMES SAMPO! He's up and FLYING over the top, sending both himself AND 187 to the floor.
LK: 227... yep, bad 80's show... like the A-Team
JS: Ironfist continues to work him over with left and right combinations, the ref is getting in between them.
LK: (Humming the A-Team theme song)
JS: The big guy grabs him by the throat - CHOKESLAM! Outside the ring, Sampo takes off running - NO - backbody drop by 187 onto the ringsteps.
LK: (Terrible 'Hannible' impersonation) Murdock, I love it when a plan comes together.
JS: Sampo is hurting and in some serious trouble...Inside, the big guy has Ironfist and POWERBOMB! What a move there.
LK: (Even worse Gary Coleman impersonation) Whatchu talkin' 'bout Willis?
JS: (rolls eyes) He's got Ironfist hurting now with LEGDROP. Outside, the ref trying to get this into a semblance of a tag team match but 187 following his name sake with a Powerbomb onto the security railing - GOOD LORD!
LK: (Back to the A-team's Mr. T) I pity the fool that...
JS: Sampo grabbing at his back as Ironfist does the same inside... he's in some real trouble there. The big guy takes him to the corner, Irish Whip and Running Back elbow in the corner! Finally, the ref gets 187 back to his corner, but I'm not sure Sampo can do the same...tag by the big guy and in comes 187.
LK: Who shot JR?
JS: 187 climbs onto the big guys shoulders - flying elbow!!!! Goes for the cover - 1...2...(kickout) Close one there. 187 climbing the ropes again...what?
LK: Who shot JR?
On the Locketron, the image of a mysterious man appears...
MYSTERY: Tonight, the reign of terror begins!(Snow on the screen)
JS: What is that? Paul, I mean 187 loses his balance and falls... both him AND Ironfist trying to get to their feet. 187 does first and makes the tag - in comes the big man again and He has Ironfist from behind - Reverse DDT! Who was that guy on the screen?
LK: WHo shot JR?
JS: I think I'm gonna shot JW for putting me with YOU! Sampo slowly trying to get into his corner for a tag, but he's still very groggy it seems. Ironfist has takena LOT of punishment tonight.
On the screen again, the same mysterious man appears. Everyone conscious looks his way.
MYSTERY: For tonight, I will bring about the end of one team and the beginning of another's hope from their ashes.
JS: What? Another guy, just layed out the BIG guy with a chair and no one saw it... he's GONE! what's happening here? Sampo is still face down on the turbuckle clutching his back, the ref seems to be looking at that screen intently, AND 187 AND the big guy WAS looking at it - he's down and IRONFIST WITH THE TAG! He's climbing the top rope, springboard, lands on it again facing out and MOONSAULT onto the big guy - 1...2...3!!!!!! Sampo with a quick pin on the big guy.
LK: And then, we always had that 'classic' Miami Vice.
JS: That's it - VICE just got pinned, but who is those guys?
The Winner: E-cubed
DOMINATION
FINALS
"Hurricane" Eddy Love
vs.
"Daredevil" Mark Vizzack
(Cue Up:"Smoke On the Water" - Deep Purple. The lights dim... and the crowd soars. There's no movement as of yet from the curtains... until the guitars KICK IN and fireworks explode ALL around the ring entrance... and two of the 'Forbidden' ones emerge. "Daredevil" Mark Vizzack, looking somewhat more haggard after 2 HARD matches this night, wears "BTR DAREDEVIL" tights, black boots, and a leather jacket. His hair, sprayed and dripping with water, is pulled into a short ponytail behind his head. Next to him is the incomparable Sunshine Del Payne. Her traditional pre-event shopping trip with Steve Radder's manager, Kelly. A small amount of makeup is on her face, as is a rather large smile. They do well to cover... Cover, not hide, the emissions of sadness that her eyes continue to project.They begin their slow walk to the ring, shaking/slapping the hands of any fans who were able to get close enough.
Vizzack stops to sign an autograph for one of his endearing fans. Vizzack notices a young boy who is holding a sign that reads 'I want to be like Mark!' The young fan is wearing a Daredevil Junior T-shirt. Vizzack picks the young boy up and holds him as the boy's father gets a snapshot of the moment. Finally, the Daredevil steps through the ropes into the ring and the referee calls for the bell.)
Approaching the ring, Vizzack holds the ropes for Sunshine to enter before doing so himself... The lights dim once more, as a dozen or more spotlights converge on a singular spot in the middle of the ring, where Vizzack and Sunshine stand tall. The ringposts SPEW fireworks and pyros, bringing the fans to their feet once more...)
The lights go off in the arena. Ceiling fans kick on to give the feeling of wind blowing through the arena as the loud speakers begin to blare the sounds of high winds. Lightening begins flashing around the arena as thunder roars over the top of the wind. Cue Up "Whole Lotta Love" by Led Zeppelin as the wind fades and out from behind the backstage curtain pops Sweet Melissa dressed in solid black short sun dress. She turns facing the curtain holding her arms together while pointing as "Hurricane" Eddy Love comes through the curtain with his hair not the usual perfection that we have become accustomed to. Love is wearing a T-shirt that reads "I Break It, You Bought It" on the front and "what's not to LOVE about Hurricane Eddy" on the back. They come down the aisle and Melissa holds the ropes open while Eddy enters the ring, pulls the top rope then jogs to the other side of the ring and tugs on the other rope.
JS: Mark Vizzack is in the ring along with Sunshine Del Payne and Sweet Melissa is in there with Eddy Love! Vizzack is chomping at the bit to get his hands on him!
LK: Eddy's just as happy to be in there against Vizzack.They've been looking forward to this!
JS: Wait a second! Love just RAN at Vizzack! Clothesline! Vizzack goes over the top rope! But Vizzack catapults back into the ring and catches Love with a flying clothesline!
LK: Too bad Vizzack probably put HIMSELF in line for serious injury, Jim!
JS: Vizzack whips Love off the ropes and catches him with aBEEL THROW! Now Love scrambles to his feet and he gets caught with a STANDING DROPKICK right to the face! Another dropkick by Vizzack sends Love over the top and onto the floor!
LK: Love looking for a breather, but Mark Vizzack doesn't give breathers!
JS: Love back to his feet...but not for long! Mark Vizzack comes down with a PLANCHA! Now he grabs Love by the hair and rams him headfirst into the SpanishBroadcast Table!
LK: Love is busted open! He's not gonna like that!
JS: Vizzack rams Love headfirst into the table again!
LK: Your golden boy has lost it!
JS: Vizzack rolls into the ring and runs off the ropes! Love climbs to the apron and he's caught with a FLYING BODYPRESS by Vizzack! That knocked both men to the arena floor! Vizzack back to his feet quickly and jumps on the apron and comes down on Love with a MOONSAULT!
LK: This kid is really taking it to Love on the outside! Both of these guys like the floor better than the mat!
JS: Vizzack rolls Love in the ring and now he climbs to the top rope! Here comes Vizzack with a ONE AND A HALF SPLASH! NO! Love got the foot up and caught Vizzack right on the jaw!
LK: That's the problem with those high flying moves, Sears! One screw up and you're in deep trouble!
JS: Love back up to his feet and he's going to work on Mark Vizzack! He picks him up for a bearhug and just rammed him backfirst into the corner! Now Love just ramming that shoulder into the ribs and abdomen of Mark Vizzack! He whips Vizzack across the ring into the far corner! Vizzack leaps up to the top rope! Love charging in...Vizzack comes off with a STANDING MOONSAULT! NO! I don't believe it! Love CAUGHT him!
LK: What strength by Love, Sears! I can't believe that!
JS: Love walks around carrying Vizzack to the center of the ring...Vizzack squirming! Love trying to set up for a Tombstone piledriver...but Vizzack shifts the weight, and YES! Vizzack got his feet to the floor and now he's got Love in position for a TOMBSTONE! Wait...Love shifts his weight...and he's REVERSED it again! And now Eddy Love delivers the TOMBSTONE! The cover! ONE ... TWO ... NO! Vizzack got his shoulder up But Love stays on the offensive! He scoops Vizzack up and PLANTS him in the mat with a bodyslam! Now Love runs off the ropes and drops a BIG ELBOW! And now Eddy Love just choking the life out of Mark Vizzack!
LK: He's breaking before the five count each time, Jim! This is all perfectly legal!
JS: Now he takes that choke up to the feet...he picks Vizzack up and delivers a CHOKESLAM! That could do it! The cover! ONE...TWO...NO! Vizzack once again kicked out! Love whips Vizzack off the ropes! He put his head down for a back body drop and Vizzack leaps over...SUNSET FLIP! ONE ... TWO ... THR-NO! Vizzack almost had him there! Vizzack quick up to his feet and catches Love in the chest with an open hand chop! He shoves Love into the corner and now whips him across! Here comes Vizzack with a HANDSPRING ELBOW! He connects...and he follows it up with a BULLDOG out of the corner!
LK: Vizzack should have gone for the cover there but he's climbing to the top rope for another high risk move!
JS: Vizzack off the top with a REVERSE MOONSAULT! He hit it dead on! He rolls Love over for the cover! ONE...TWO...THR-NO! Love just barely kicked out!
LK: I don't know how he does it, Jim!
JS: Mark Vizzack a little frustrated with the count and he's making a point of telling the referee! But Love is up to his feet! Vizzack turns around and Love caught him with a BIG BOOT to the face! The cover! ONE...TWO...NO! Vizzack got his foot on the ropes! Melissa and Sunshine have stayed completely out of the way in this one!
LK: Are you kidding? Sunshine is a fine upstanding citizen and a community leader!
JS: Will you stop it, Sammy! Vizzack back to his feet and he dropkicks Love from behind! Love staggers backward! Vizzack has him...DRAGON SUPLEX! ONE ... TWO ... THREE ... NO! Love kicked out JUST in time! Mark Vizzack can't believe it!
LK: Neither can I! What do you have to do to put away Eddy Love!
JS: Vizzack has an idea, it looks like, as he throws Love through the ropes and down to the arena floor! Now Vizzack catapults over the top rope, flips in the air and delivers a SPLASH down on Love! But he's not done! He scoops Love up and slams him right on the Spanish broadcast table! Love is prone on that table while Vizzack climbs to the top rope! Here he comes with a MOONSAULT ... NO! Love got out of the way and Vizzack crashed right THROUGH the table!
LK: He knocked himself out with that one! No question about it!
JS: Love picks Vizzack up and delivers a PILEDRIVER on the broken table!
LK: Well...if Vizzack wasn't out before, he certainly is NOW!
JS: Love sends Vizzack back into the ring, and he goes for the cover! ONE .... TWO ..... NO! Vizzack gets a foot on the ropes! Love picks him up, and goes for a short arm scissors!
LK: He needs to go for the pin!
JS: Vizzack gets out of the short arm scissors and gets back to his feet! He locks up with Love again, and this time he takes him down to the mat with a nice side headlock!
LK: He pulled the hair again!
JS: He did not, Liam! Love grabs Vizzack's tights and rolls him over onto his shoulders! ONE ... TWO ... NO! Vizzack adjusts and maintains the side headlock! Love uses the tights to roll Vizzack over again! ONE...TWO...NO! Vizzack now brings the side headlock up to his feet! Love picks Vizzack up and delivers an atomic drop, but Vizzack maintains the headlock, and Love grabs the ropes to break the hold!
LK: Love's always thinking in that ring, Jim!
JS: Vizzack releases the side headlock, but stays right on Love with a forearm smash to the face! He whips him off the ropes and delivers a SHOULDERBLOCK! Now Vizzack picks him up to his feet and hooks a full nelson in the center of the ring!
LK: He doesn't have his fingers locked right! He's not gonna get a submission that way!
JS: You're right, as Love counters out of it and hooks a full nelson of his own...NO! DRAGON SUPLEX! That could do it! ONE...TWO...THR-NO!
LK: If this referee could actually count to three, it would beover!
JS: Eddy Love stays right on top of Vizzack and hooks in an abdominal stretch! He doesn't have it hooked tight enough, Liam!
LK: But he's making up for it by pulling on that top rope for leverage, Jim! It all evens out!
JS: Vizzack is in a lot of pain with this maneuver, and Loveadding leverage by pulling that rope! Wait a second! The refereesaw it and kicked Love's arm off of the top rope...and Vizzack breaks the abdominal stretch with a HIPTOSS!
LK: That's not fair, Sears! Another example of the corruption of MWC referees! They're out to get Eddy Love!
JS: Vizzack now hooks Love in an abdominal stretch of his own, and he's got it hooked PERFECTLY! He might get a submission out of this! No! Love reached up and raked the eyes, and that broke the hold!
LK: Smart move by Love! If you can't power out, THINK your wayout!
JS: Eddy Love maintaining his advantage over the former Television champion! He whips Vizzack off the ropes and he gives him a big back body drop! Now Love is going to the top rope! Vizzack doesn't know where he is!
LK: Here it comes, Sears! YEAH! Love hit a bulldog from the top rope! It's over, Sears!
JS: Love with the cover! ONE...TWO...THREE...NO! So close!
LK: TOO close, Sears! That was a three count!
JS: Love is not happy and he's arguing about the count! Vizzack rolls him up from behind! ONE ... TWO ... NO! Vizzack almost got him there! Both men back to their feet, and Love fires a superkick! No! Vizzack ducked it and nails Love with a hard right hand!
LK: That was a closed fist!
JS: Vizzack whips Love off the ropes and puts his head down! Love with a SUNSET FLIP, but Vizzack won't go over! He drops to his knees and onto Love's shoulders! ONE...TWO...NO! Love got his legs up and hooked Vizzack's arms and got him over into the sunset flip position! ONE ... TWO ... NO! Vizzack kicked out!
LK: Come on, Eddy! Put the WORM away!
JS: Love whips Vizzack off the ropes for a clothesline! No!Vizzack ducked it and comes off the ropes with a FLYING CLOTHESLINE! Love went flying through the ropes and onto the floor!
LK: It's a good thing he did! Now Vizzack can't pin him!
JS: Vizzack going to the outside and throws Love back into the ring! Love quickly back to his feet and he caught Vizzack coming in with a SMALL PACKAGE! He's got the tights! ONE ... TWO ... THR-NO! Love almost got him again! Now Love places Vizzack on the top rope! We're going to see a superplex here! Wait! Love turns it into a CRADLE SUPERPLEX! That will do it! He nailed it! ONE .... TWO .... THREE! NO! NO! Vizzack kicked out!
LK: How???
JS: Pure will... that's what he's got to be running on right now. Love picks him up and sends him into the ropes.... Knee to the midsection! He sets Vizzack up for a powerbomb.... NO! Vizzack countered with a back bodydrop! Love to the outside!
LK: Get away from there, Eddy!
JS: Love pulling himself up with the timekeeper's table, while Sunshine hands Vizzack a chair! He sets it up... MOONSAULT! Love goes face and chest first through that table! Vizzack cracked his head on the guardrail! This match has hit the sixty minute mark, fans!
LK: Like it matters? We've got a ten-count that's already hit seven, and neither man has moved!
JS: There is the bell, and we've got a double countout on our hands!
MWC World Title
"The Maestro" Bryan Blair
vs.
Bruno the Bruiser
A lone tan light follows Bruno as he comes out from behind the curtains. Walk by Pantera blasts over the PA as he stalks his way to the ring. Bruno climbs into the ring and runs his hands along his waist letting everyone KNOW what he's here for... The MWC World title. He holds his hands up in victory and a pyro bomb explodes overhead.
"Fireworks music" by Handel cued up as the lights go out again. A clear, white spotlight hits the curtain and out walks Contessa. She walks through the curtain wearing her 18th century clothing. She's wearing her dark burgany crushed velvet victorian dress, powdered wig with a tiara throwing the spotlights energy into a myriad of colors, a choker pearl necklace with a large heart shaped garnet stone, a gold bow in the back of the wig, & her victorian 'masquerade' mask with plenty of jewels and a tear shaped jewel under her right eye. She steps onto the ramp, turns around, and holds the curtain for 'The Maestro' Bryan Blair. He's wearing a black tux with tails, mounds of lace on his shirt's front and cuffs, black 'knocker' pants that come down to his knees, black wrestling boots that hit mid-calf, & a powdered wig with a gold bow in the back around its ponytail. He is also wearing proudly, the MWC World Heavyweight Championship. He walks through the curtain and as they make their way down the aisle, a lighting cel throws music notes in various colors in the aisle for them to walk through. He helps Contessa up the stairs and then walks himself up them. Contessa stays outside the ring (in that dress, she'd never make it in), but holds the ropes up so that Blair can enter the ring. Blair puts his back to Contessa, holds his arms out, and she takes his jacket off. She helps him out of his shirt, takes his wig off (revealing his dark black hair in yet another gold bow for the ponytail) and then walks down the stairs to be seated at ringside. Blair moves to the center of the ring, bowes low in that aristocratic way and up from the 4 corner posts shoots fireworks. The crowd responds in full.
JS: Something quite odd here... the fans are rooting for the champ.
LK: Of course they are! It's BRYAN BLAIR...
JS: Uhm, maybe you haven't noticed, but he's not - well, too popular.
LK: I noticed... but I KNOW what the fans REALLY need, and it's a good dose of LOVEly MASTERed music.
JS: Nice play on words and NICE MOVE BY BRUNO! A quick jaw punch sends Blair down...
LK: And to the outside, good show Bryan.
JS: The fans, taunting Bruno who didn't endear himself to them in DC either... I think he should go back to Southside Chicago.
LK: I think he should go to he--
JS: HOLD IT LIAM! Blair grabs Bruno's foot and drags him out, eye rake by Blair and Bruno into the stairs.
LK: YEAH! THIS IS OVER BABY!
JS: Uhm...no. Bruno just shaking his head, I think I'd go for another body part if I was Blair... like
LK: BRUNO'S NOSE - easiest target of all - it covers his whole face... never knew someone's nostrils could connect to their ear lobe like that.
JS: You excited Liam?
LK: Oh yeah, I've been able to watch Eddy Love protect the Maestro from any title shot at our next PPV and now...I got the MAN himself.
JS: Lovely... well, Blair with another headsmashing event on Bruno - but still NO effect. Blair grabbing Bruno again for it - back elbow to the gut and FACE DOWN FOR BLAIR!
LK: NO!
JS: yes, Blair sent into the security railing, CLOTHESLINE over the top. Bruno had better watch himself, the ref is nearing a 10 count.
LK: Bruno can't count to 10... how could he know?
JS: Blair rolling through the crowd, if we have a countout, the champion retains.
LK: Run Bryan Run.
JS: So who are you know? Forrest Gump?
LK: Shut up Jim and call the match - Blair getting away - NO
JS: Bruno has him by the hair and bringing him back to the ring... but NOT before a free shot on the ringpost. Finally, we have action in the ring again. Bruno tosses Blair into the ropes - PowerSlam!
LK: Come on Bryan, we NEED you.
JS: Needy person aren't ya? Bruno with a whip into the turnbuckle...following Blair in - Clothesline and Blair is reeling. Bruno grabs Blair and up with a vertical suplex and DOWN! Good wrestling on Bruno's part.
LK: Shut up Jim and let me call the match.
JS: OK - call it.
LK: Bruno trying to pick up the much better Maestro into a piledriver - No, Blair squirmed out and Bruno sends Blair face first to the mat.
JS: It's called a Flapjack facebuster.
LK: No, it's called "Bruno can't pull any wrestling moves off against the superior, technical wizardry that is our champion - 'The Maestro' Bryan Blair".
JS: Do you feel better now?
LK: Yes.
JS: Good, cause that 'non'-move just set Blair up for DA SLAM! Irishwhip Blair into the ropes - Contessa grabs his foot and he is out of the ring!
LK: Nanny nanny noo noo.
JS: Good Lord, where's Sammy Benson when you need him.
LK: Who?
JS: Never mind. Blair is out of the ring, Bruno coming after him AND Contessa.
LK: You better stay away from Contessa, Bruno. She's dangerously danty.
JS: Blair still catching his breath, Bruno over him and...
LK: GO BLAIR GO
JS: Blair just wrapped a cord around Bruno's neck, he's taking it to him now!
LK: That's the way uhhuh uh huh
JS: You like it, we know we know - Ref forcing Blair to let go, but the purse, Contessa dropped the purse. What are they up to?
LK: Up to? Nothing?
JS: yeah right. Contessa trying to get in the ring and the ref is busy with her. Blair has the purse, and he tosses Bruno in the ring... what's he doing? He's got the handle wrapped around Bruno's throat and
LK: Sending him over the TOP baby - look at Shorty dangle at the end of a thread!
JS: The ref can't see this, but Bruno in some serious trouble. Blair does nothing without cheating.
LK: Huh? I can't see. I have something in my eye.
JS: Please... Blair lets him go and Bruno is gasping for breath down there. Blair going after him outside - he takes Bruno's knee and DOWN across the ringsteps. He's already working over that leg... we know what that means.
LK: THE ENCORE.
JS: Yep, Bruno writhing in pain on the concrete outside and Blair grabs him...UP into a hanging vertical suplex and DOWN
LK: HE HIT HIS KNEE AGAIN! THIS IS WONDERFUL!
JS: It certainly is dangerous. Blair takes the match back inside and is climbing the top turnbuckle - Bruno is prone on the mat below.
LK: Probably a hangover.
JS: (rolls his eyes). Off the top and DOWN with a Knee drop to the head! Great move!
LK: What else would you expect?
JS: Blair heading back up top, I guess an encore of a different kind - he leaps and
LK: NO
JS: NO ONE'S HOME! Bruno is up shaking the cobwebs loose and he has Blair's legs...what's he doing?
LK: Is he?
JS: I ... 'think' so, he's tying Blair up in a figure 4... but he can't figure it out.
LK: What are you saying? He couldn't figure out a Boston Crab.
JS: Bruno gives up on the figure 4 and settles for a kick to the midsection - the crowd SEVERLY jeering him now.
LK: Yeah, sing it and let the Maestro Bring it.
JS: I can't believe these fans are rooting for Bla..or should I say AGAINST Bruno.
LK: No, they're rooting for Blair - New York City people have class.
JS: You do know Steve Radder lives here?
LK: Sure, but he's a transplant from Canada, eh?
JS: Indeed he is...sarcasm noted. Bruno back in control and a DIVING HEADBUTT - he goes for the pin...1...2..(kickout - fan pop). Bruno is disgusted.
LK: DisgustING, you meant to say disgustING.
JS: Anyway, picks up Blair for a HEART PUNCH and another cover - 1...2....the ref stopped the count...Contessa put Blair's foot on the ropes!
LK: Huh? SOmehtings in my eye.
JS: Bruno is incredibly insenced - he's going after Contessa... this could be a mistake. Blair is recovering in the ring and slipping out as Bruno stalks the beautiful Contessa.
LK: Oh yeah, can you say turnaround?
JS: Blair is hiding and he has the purse... here comes Bruno and
LK: SWING!
JS: AND A MISS!
LK; WHAT!
JS: Eye gouge from Bruno and now HE has the purse... pulling back and
LK: Good job ref!
JS: The ref grabbed it from him, this match is going on with Bruno and Blair trading punches outside - I think Blair needs to stop imitating a bar fight here.
LK: For once, I agree with you and Bruno sends Blair into the ring. Bruno getting on the apron, but Contessa has his foot...Blair from behind and Bruno down and into the railing!
JS: Blair gets him and sends him back inside...Blair getting in now - Bruno with a forearm smash to the back of his head. This match is back and forth all the way.
LK: No way, Blair is playing with him, like a violin.
JS: Bruno with an irish whip into the turnbuckle and he's following him in.
LK: Blair over the top of Bruno and a victory roll 1...2...
JS: He's got a handful of tights and his other arm on the ropes holding him down!
LK: 3!!!!!! This one is OVER. The well-built man has stolen the fat lady's song and ended it without an Encore...Now - Here comes Eddy Love for the celebration.
JS: Or the backstabbing.
LK: NO WAY! He hands the belt to Blair as Bruno still can't believe how this one ended - he's STILL arguing with the ref. What a celebration! The people can't believe it. What a champion. What a man. What a- -
JS: rube. BRUNO JUST DECKED THE REFEREE! Here comes the officials and Blair and Love are outta there - Bruno has went NUTS!
The Winner: Bryan Blair
[Fadein to a hospital hallway that is completely deserted except for one nurse at a station, and a young lady sitting with her face in her hands on a bench. An elevator's door open and Sunshine Del Payne and Mark Vizzack walk off, and see the young lady. She takes her hands away for a second, and we see that it's Kelly. She stands, and Sunshine walks to her, while Vizzack hangs behind a little.]
Sunshine : Oh, Kelly.
[Kelly breaks down in tears as Sunshine hugs her.]
Sunshine : I'm sorry ... I'm so sorry ....
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