**A sold-out crowd is shown in the UAW Arena, as deafening cheers ring throughout the building. Suddenly the arena goes dark, and the video screen illuminates as "The Rebirth" by Boy Hits Car begins playing. As the soft guitar strumming starts, the screen shows from a first-person point of view. As the view shoots up over a hill, and a large ocean is seen, backdropped by a sunset. The view begins shooting over the water, skimming the waves, when a large, illuminated city comes into view in the distance.**
Immerse yourself in this moment
Think about our rebirth
**The city becomes larger and larger as the view speeds over the water towards it. The water ends, and the view begins speeding up as it enters the city.**
Lets get connected
Lets get united
Lets run away out of these vows of these men of structure
Whoa I wanna get connected
So we can get electric
Then we'll set our souls free dancing into rapture
Oh oh
Here comes the rebirth
**The tall buildings on each side of the view become blurred into lines of light as the view speeds up even more. Suddenly, a flash shoots over the screen, and a building, taller than all the rest, comes into the view, and the view is heading straight towards it. As the view gets closer, it begins rising off the ground as it flies towards the building.**
Pushing outwards
From our swollen hearts
It's time to fuse ourselves when love set free loves burning spirit
**The view then begins spiraling around this building, heading upwards.**
Cuz everyone seems
Cold and emotionless
I can smell the hunger, taste the angry air who resurrects this
**As the view reaches the top of the building, it zooms back and shows the letters ‘NMW’ sitting atop the roof.**
This is the Rebirth.
**Lightning strikes the letters and the video screen cuts to flashbacks from past NMW matches. Dr. Hell being drug underneath the ring by Vampyre. Soul Reaper getting Traumatized through a table by Trauma. Inferno tapping out to Dino Corleone’s Lie Detector. Crippler hitting Straight Down and winning the North American title from Scythe Blade.**
You'll find a place where
You'll beholden to no one
Except yourself so let them come and see ya standing naked
Full of passion
Flowing inside out
Into creation becoming one with present
**Falcon is driven through a table by Dirk Danger, via the Dirk Driver. Psyclone powerbombs Chainsaw through the top of the Hell in the Cell, sending him crashing to the mat below. Frankie Vegas planting Muffdaddy with a double-handed Chokeslam, The Havana Heartbreak. Crippler shaking hands with Falcon, then pulling him in and nailing Straight Down. Hardkore powerbombing The Undead through a ladder. Kyle Giard jumping Falcon and winning the Lightweight title.**
So go get connected
Unshackled essence
Lets fuck away morality, you might be independent
Oh I wanna get connected
So we can get electric
Then we'll set our souls free dancing into rapture
Oh oh
**Bud Dawg being assaulted by his former Future stablemates, Psyclone and Dirk Danger. General Leo and Scythe Blade shaking hands and forming the Empire with Toran Crest. The Soul Claimers joining the Future and beating down Bud Dawg. Crippler turning on Psyclone and Dirk and joining the Empire along with Bud Dawg. Bud Dawg pinning Dirk Danger, and Toran Crest counting the pinfall to make Bud Dawg the NMW Champion.**
Immerse yourself in this moment
Think about our rebirth
Before we die
Before we die
Before I die
Before I die
Before I die
**The Future raise their hands in the ring. Bud Dawg, Crippler, General Leo, Scythe Blade, and Toran Crest knocking fists as members of the Empire. The words ‘New Millenium Wrestling’ begins flashing across the screen in the background. Bud Dawg appears holding the NMW title above his head as the video screen fades to only the letters ‘NMW’.**
Cuz
this
is
the
rebirth.
**Pyro explodes throughout the UAW Arena as the crowd’s rabid screams echo in the building. The letters ‘NMW’ continue flashing on the video screen as the fireworks send smoke barreling over the fans. The camera begins panning the Arena, showing the fans leaping up and down and holding up signs…
‘Cardboard box matches rule!’
‘Bow before the Empire!!!’
‘I’m the NMW Lightweight champion.’
‘The Future looks bleak.’
‘My mom bought me this seat!’
…..the camera then swings around the NMW ring, finally coming to rest on NMW’s announce table, where Tyler Fredericks and Brian Erikson are seated.**
Tyler Fredericks-Welcome, NMW fans, to the biggest night in New Millenium Wrestling history! This is NMW Eulogy!!!
Brian Erikson-We are coming to you tonight from a sold-out UAW Arena. I can barely hear myself think!
TF-So not much has changed, eh Brian?
BE-Don’t get me started Fredericks….
TF-Hey, I’ll take my shots where I can get them.
**Suddenly, "Keep Away" by Godsmack hits up and ‘Prepare to be blown away’ goes scrolling across the video screen. The crowd explodes, half cheering for the President of NMW and half booing for his heel antics of the past, as part of The Future.**
TF-And we’re ready to get started, here comes the Prez…..PSYCLONE!!!
**Psyclone steps out onto the stage, dressed in a tuxedo. He makes his way down to the ring and catches a microphone thrown from ringside. He paces around the ring, staring up at the fans and grinning.**
Psyclone-Greetings fans of New Millenium Wrestling!
**The crowd’s cheers become even louder.**
Psyclone-Before I go over a few business matters concerning tonight, I just wanna take time out and say thanks to the owner of UAW, Rymiel, for allowing the superstars of NMW to shine one last time, right here in the UAW Arena!
TF-Psyclone sounds pretty pumped up tonight.
BE-He’s looking pretty spiffy in that tux too.
Psyclone-Now that that’s out of the way, on to some official NMW business. As many of you already know, all of the titles in this federation will be on the line tonight! Plus, as always, there will be a few surprises along the way. I know that by now most of you have seen the card, but let’s post that baby up on the video screen, shall we?
**Psyclone points up at the screen as it flashes and all of the matches are listed.**
MATCH 1. The Cult vs. The Mane Men
MATCH 2. Dr. Hell vs. Vampyre=First Blood Match
MATCH 3. Kyle Giard {c} vs. Falcon vs. Heartbreaker=Triple Threat Cage Match for Lightweight Title
MATCH 4. Inferno and The Undead vs. Paine and Shadow=Tornado Tag Team Match
MATCH 5. Trauma {c} vs. Hardkore=Falls Count Anywhere, No DQ Match for Hardcore Title
MATCH 6. Scythe Blade vs. Gargoyle
MATCH 7. General Leo vs. Crippler {c}=2 out of 3 Falls Match for North American Title
MATCH 8. Player’s Club {c} vs. Jamaican Persuasion vs. Goodfellas=Tables, Ladders, Chairs, and Cardboard Boxes Match for Tag Team Titles
MATCH 9. Psyclone vs. Toran Crest=Feud Ender Match
MATCH 10. Bud Dawg {c} vs. Dirk Danger=5 Count Match for NMW Title
**The card glows up on the screen. Psyclone goes back to speaking, with a smirk on his face.**
Psyclone-One thing I’m sure you fans have noticed is that stipulations have been added to some of the matches. I’m sure any questions you might have will be answered throughout the night, even though most of it is pretty self-explanatory. As for my my Feud Ender match with Toran Crest, well, let’s just say that the match will definitely live up to its name. Plus, the 5 Count stip has been add to the World Title match to ensure that the final champion of NMW is without a doubt the best man. The outline has been set, now all that’s left is to fill in the details, so let’s get this show on the road! I guarantee that this is a night that NO ONE will ever forget!
**The crowd goes wild as Psyclone throws his mic back to ringside and leaves the arena.**
TF-WOW! What a card! This is sure to be a HUGE show!
BE-I’m looking forward to the TLCCB match. Psyclone is a genius.
TF-We have to take a quick commercial break fans, and we’ll get on to our first match right after this!
BE-Wait a second, we have commercials? But this is Pay-Per-View…..
TF-NMW has been dead for over a year Brian, we have to get our funding somewhere.
BE-……we’ll be right back!
**COMMERCIAL**
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More E-fed news than you can shake a stick at……although I don’t see why you would want to shake a stick at anything….
**END COMMERCIAL**
**The video screen shows Psyclone walking backstage, past the locker rooms of all the NMW stars. Some are standing in the hall and they knock fists with Psyclone as he walks past. He comes near the end of the hallway and reaches a door that reads ‘The Future’ on it. He opens it and walks in. Soul Reaper and Bloody Skull, the Soul Claimers, are sitting on a couch, watching TV, while Dirk Danger is stretching in the far corner of the room. The crowd begins booing. The three men see Psyclone walk in, and they all walk over to him, shaking hands.**
Soul Reaper-Nice intro my man.
Bloody Skull-Yes, nice intro.
Psyclone-Thanks guys. What’s up Double D? How ya been man?
Dirk Danger-Pretty good. I just need to know one thing. You got my back in my match with Bud Dawg tonight, right?
Psyclone-Well, not really……See, I wanted it to be a clean match, no interference. You know, so we can have a worthy champ for the last time.
Dirk-Come on, you’re kidding right? I thought we were tight man. You’re my best friend, I thought you were be there for me.
Psyclone-Well, I’ll be there for you in spirit. Have confidence in yourself dude, you can do this.
Dirk-*getting angry* Of course I can do this, I’ve been the World Champ before haven’t I? Listen, you’re either with me, or you’re against me……so are you gonna help me in that match or not?
**Psyclone and Dirk don’t take their eyes off each other for a moment. The Soul Claimers wait for Psyclone’s response.**
Psyclone-In that case, I’m sorry man. It’s gonna be a clean fight, I’m not gonna interfere. This is gonna be a huge night for me, I want it to go smoothly. Come on guys, let’s go get something to eat.
**Psyclone and the Soul Claimers leave the room, but Dirk stays, standing and staring at them as they walk out the door.**
Dirk-You’re right about one thing…..it’s gonna be a huge night…...
**Dirk goes back to stretching.**
TF-Well, that was interesting. Psyclone refused to interfere on Dirk’s behalf tonight.
BE-I always knew that Psyclone was like that.
TF-But you called him a genius earlier…..
BE-So? I changed my mind.
TF-Well, that IS a woman’s prerogative.
BE-Smartass.
MATCH 1. The Cult vs. The Mane Men
**"Dig" by Mudvayne suddenly hits and The Cult, Armageddon and Bloodbath, walk towards the ring as the arena is covered in an eerie red light. The two 7-footers climb into the ring and raise their arms in the air, snarling at the crowd, which boos at them.**
**The crowd suddenly begins cheering as ‘Mane Men’ goes scrolling across the screen and "End of Days" by Fozzy begins blaring throughout the arena. Mikey and Manny Mane emerge from backstage and walk back and forth on the stage, clapping their hands in the air. They then take off running down the ramp, slide into the ring, and the match begins.**
The Mane Men go charging at The Cult, and they knock both Armageddon and Bloodbath down with simultaneous clotheslines. The Manes high five each other, turning their backs on The Cult. Bloodbath and Armageddon quickly get to their feet. As Manny turns around, he is met with the End of Days (Jackknife Powerbomb) from Armageddon!! Mikey sees this and turns around, just as Bloodbath swings a clothesline. Mikey ducks the clothesline, but when he turns around, The Cult delivers a vicious 3D, almost decapitating Mikey Mane!!! Armageddon drops and covers Manny, while Bloodbath pins Mikey. The ref starts a double count……..1………2………….3!!!!
Ring announcer Anna Lopez-Winners at 1:03, Armageddon and Bloodbath, The Cult!
TF-Well, that was…..quick.
BE-Heheh, looks like the Mane boys went into this match with a little too much confidence.
TF-After all, Armageddon and Bloodbath WERE the first NMW Tag champs.
BE-Precisely.
TF-Folks, since that match was nothing short of a massacre, we’re gonna jump right into our next contest, a First Blood Match between Dr. Hell and Vampyre.
BE-I love these kind of matches….guaranteed bloodshed!
MATCH 2. Dr. Hell vs. Vampyre=First Blood Match
**"Fall" by Sevendust strikes up and Dr. Hell walks out onto the stage. The fans begin booing him immediately. He looks confused, but shrugs and makes his way down towards the ring. He hops over the top rope, falls on his knees, and raises his arms in the air. The crowd showers him with more boos.**
TF-Looks like Dr. Hell isn’t too much of a fan favorite tonight.
BE-I don’t think it’s the fact that he’s not a fan favorite, it’s the fact that the fans love Vampyre.
**The crowd continues booing Dr. Hell when suddenly "Blood in my Eyes" by Disturbed and Godsmack hits and the arena goes dark. A shadowy figure walks down the entrance ramp. The figure stops in front of the ring and the lights come back on. The figure is wearing a long, black cloak and continues standing in front of the ring. Dr. Hell waits in the ring, ready to attack.**
TF-Vampyre is making Dr. Hell wait for him.
BE-Hey Tyler…..since when does Vampyre wear a cloak to the ring?
**Suddenly Vampyre jumps out of the crowd and slides into the ring behind Dr. Hell!!! Dr. Hell is still focused on the man in the cloak, and doesn’t notice Vampyre in the ring.**
TF-What the hell?
BE-More mind games by Vampyre!
Vampyre grabs Dr. Hell and spins him around, nailing him with a series of right hands. Vampyre whips him off the ropes, and meets him with a shoulder block, knocking Dr. Hell to the mat. Vampyre shoots off the ropes, leaping over Dr. Hell. Vampyre bounces off the opposite ropes, and just as Dr. Hell gets back to his feet, he is knocked back down by a Vampyre flipping clothesline. Dr. Hell, slowly climbs to his feet again, and reverses an irish whip from Vampyre. He swings and misses a clothesline, but connects with a back elbow as Vampyre comes flying back.
TF-Pretty even matchup so far.
BE-Just wait, I can already feel the bloodshed!
Dr. Hell lifts Vampyre up, and smashes a forearm across the larger man’s face. He knocks Vampyre into the corner, and takes off towards the opposite turnbuckle. Dr. Hell comes running back, and hits a monkey flip on Vampyre, but Vampyre flips out of it and lands on his feet! Before Dr. Hell can turn around, Vampyre drop kicks him in the back and Dr. Hell goes face-first into the second turnbuckle. Vampyre then peels Dr. Hell off the mat and puts him back down with a huge headbutt.
BE-Now that’s using your head.
TF-You and your damn cliches…
Dr. Hell gets to his knees and touches his face to make sure he hasn’t began bleeding yet, which he hasn’t. Before he can climb to his feet, Vampyre bounces off the ropes and nails Dr. Hell right in the face with a stiff kick. Dr. Hell leans back and then drops on his back to the canvas in a heap. Vampyre sees that Dr. Hell is immobile and slides out of the ring. Vampyre walks over to ringside and grabs a steel chair. He throws it into the ring before climbing to the apron and ascending the turnbuckle. Dr. Hell suddenly springs to his feet, and knocks Vampyre’s foot out from under him, crotching him on the top rope. Dr. Hell then places the chair in the center of the ring, and climbs to the top rope……and executes a hurricanrana that sends Vampyre crashing down onto the steel chair below!
TF-Wow, Dr. Hell with a sudden burst of energy there.
BE-The doctor must have the right prescription.
TF-You’re an idiot.
Vampyre lays on the mat, clutching his back. Dr. Hell rolls over and grabs the chair. He gets to his feet, and stands over Vampyre, waiting for him to get to his feet. As Vampyre stands up, Dr. Hell raises the chair above his head….but Vampyre kicks him in the midsection, causing the chair to fall from Dr. Hell’s hands. Vampyre quickly hooks up Dr. Hell in a suplex…….but after he lifts him vertical, Dr. Hell swings back down and hammers a DDT onto the steel chair. Vampyre lands directly on top of his head and practically bounces off of the chair.
BE-Is Vampyre bleeding yet?
TF-I don’t think so. It’s gonna take a little more than that to bust open Vampyre.
Dr. Hell pulls Vampyre back to his feet, delivers a boot to the gut, and prepares Vampyre for the Number One Powerbomb From Hell Hospital (Snap Powerbomb 01)!!! But Dr. Hell soon finds that he cannot lift the larger Vampyre.
TF-Uh oh, Dr. Hell is too small to lift Vampyre for a powerbomb.
BE-What a weakling.
Vampyre stands up, back body dropping Dr. Hell, who partially lands on the chair. Vampyre once again slides to the outside, this time looking under the ring. He can’t seem to find what he’s looking for, and while he’s looking, Dr. Hell is climbing to his feet in the ring. Vampyre finally emerges back from under the ring, and holds above his head…..a strand of barbed wire!!!!
BE-SCORE!!!
Vampyre begins unraveling the barbed wire….until Dr. Hell jumps the top rope and hits a cross body block on Vampyre, sending both men to the floor. Dr. Hell gets to his feet and picks up the barbed wire. He slides back into the ring and begins wrapping the barbed wire around the chair! Meanwhile, Vampyre gets to his feet on the outside and sneaks around the ring until he is behind Dr. Hell, who is still wrapping the chair with the wire. Vampyre begins scaling the turnbuckle behind Dr. Hell. He yells out and Dr. Hell turns around holding up the chair. Vampyre leaps off the turnbuckle, attempting to missile dropkick the barbed wire-wrapped chair into Dr. Hell’s face……but Dr. Hell sidesteps him, which causes Vampyre to hit the mat hard. However, Vampyre quickly gets to his feet, and avoids a swing of the chair from Dr. Hell. But when Vampyre turns around, Dr. Hell levels him with a vicious chairshot!!!!
TF-It’s gotta be over now!
BE-I don’t see any blood dammit!
Referee Nick Patton checks Vampyre for any blood, but doesn’t find any. Vampyre tries to regroup and rolls to the outside. Dr. Hell quickly follows him with the chair. Vampyre begins running around the ring, being chased closely by Dr. Hell. After rounding the ring once, Vampyre drops to his knees and crawls underneath the ring. Dr. Hell sees this and follows after him. After a few moments, Dr. Hell emerges from underneath the ring, with Vampyre nowhere to be found. Dr. Hell climbs back into the ring and begins stomping around, still holding his barbed wire-wrapped chair. Suddenly, the cloaked man on the outside of the ring, who had been standing there during the entire match, climbs up onto the apron and steps into the ring.
TF-What the hell? Who is that? He has no place in this match!
BE-I bet it’s Pete Rose!
Dr. Hell eyes the cloaked figure up and down, before taking a swing at the man with the chair. The cloaked man rolls to the side, and when Dr. Hell turns around, the cloaked man nails a big boot…….sending the chair into the face of Dr. Hell. Referee Nick Patton checks Dr. Hell, who has now begun bleeding. Patton doesn’t know what to do, when the cloaked man takes off his hood, revealing…………..Vampyre!!!!!! Patton sees this and orders the bell to be rung!
Anna Lopez-Winner of the match at12:21, Vampyre!!
TF-How in the hell did he do that?
BE-I’m tellin ya, it’s black magic. I once saw Vampyre cut a woman in half.
TF-And then put her back together?
BE-Put her back together? What kind of a trick would that be?
TF-*sigh* Well fans, our own Frank Williams is in the back for an interview with the NMW Tag Team champions, the Players Club.
Frank Williams-Thanks guys. I’m here with Muffdaddy and Chico. You two are going to be involved in the first ever Tables, Ladders, Chairs, and Cardboard Boxes match here tonight at Eulogy. Do you feel that you can compete in such an unorthodox match?
Muffdaddy-Frank, the Players Club can compete in any kind of match you can throw at us. Whether it’s a TLCCB, a KFC, an MCI, or a ladder match for chicken nuggets, you can bet your ass that Muffdaddy and Chico will come out on top.
Chico-Yeah
FW-So I guess the Players Club’s main goal tonight is to retain the NMW Tag titles and become the final champs.
Muffdaddy-Damn right Frankie. The Jamaican Persuasion and those dirtbags the Goodfellas ain’t got a chance of beating the original playaz. Right Chico?
Chico-Yeah.
FW-Well, thanks for your time fellas. I wish you the best of luck.
Muffdaddy-Whoa Frankie, we don’t need luck. The Players Club makes it’s own luck. We’ll see you later tonight…after we retain OUR tag titles.
Chico-Yeah!
**Muffdaddy and Chico walk off camera.**
FW-Back to you guys.
TF-Thanks Frank.
BE-That Williams is SUCH a goober. Someone needs to teach that guy how to do an interview.
TF-Well Mr. Perfect, why don’t you go teach him?
BE-Because I prefer being out here alongside you Tyler, my esteemed broadcast partner!
TF-Don’t touch me…
MATCH 3. Kyle Giard {c} vs. Falcon vs. Heartbreaker=Triple Threat Cage match for the Lightweight title.
TF-Keep in mind folks, that the only way to win this match is to climb over and out of the cage.
BE-Yeah, none of that ‘going out the door’ bullshit here in NMW!
**Just then, "Bloodline" by Slayer hits and Heartbreaker walks out to loud boo's. He ignores the crowd and walks to the ring, slides in, and grabs a mic.**
Heartbreaker-I don't see how the hell Falcon got put in this match....I mean, I'M THE NUMBER 1 CONTENDER, DAMMIT!!! Oh well, birdbrains, Giard, I'll whip both of your lil punk asses to become the Lightweight Champion!! And further more....
**Suddenly "Swan Dive" by HedPE cuts Heartbreaker off as Falcon runs to the ring, the crowd cheering and on their feet.**
TF-Looks like Falcon isn't gonna wait!
BE-Get him, Heartbreaker!
Falcon slides into the ring as Heartbreaker begins to stomp away at him. Eventually the two get to their feet as the cage begins to lower around the ring. Falcon sends Heartbreaker into the ropes and hits a flipping dropkick right to Heartbreaker's face. Falcon hits a few senton splashes while Heartbreaker is laying there, holding his now bleeding nose. Falcon picks him up and slams his face into the cage, then rubs it back and forth across the steel.
BE-Where is our pussy of a champion at?
**"Hot Dog" by Limp Bizkit hits as Kyle Giard runs to the ring, throws his Lightweight belt at BE, and climbs up and over the cage.**
TF-There he is, there's Giard!!
Giard climbs about half-way down, then jumps into the ring. He blindsides Falcon with a huge clothesline, then hits a reverse ddt, but Falcon doesn't stay down. Immediately he's up and exchanging rights with Giard. Eventually Falcon gets the upper hand and hits a swinging neckbreaker on Giard. Giard slowly gets to his feet and meets a superkick from Falcon. Meanwhile, Heartbreaker sneaks up behind Falcon and hits a high angle back body suplex. Heartbreaker and Giard begin to exchange blows until finally Giard hits a stalling brainbuster on Heartbreaker. Giard climbs the cage and attempts a Phoenix Splash on Heartbreaker, but Heartbreaker rolls out of the way!!
TF-OUCH! That high risk didn’t pay off for the Lightweight champ.
Heartbreaker quickly begins scaling the cage, but his foot is caught by Falcon. Falcon yanks Heartbreaker off the cage, sending him sailing over the ring. However, Heartbreaker maneuvers himself in midair and is able to hit a splash on the downed Kyle Giard!! Falcon then starts his own ascent up the cage. Kyle Giard and Heartbreaker both see Falcon climbing, and they both begin climbing up the side as well. Falcon meanwhile is near the top of the cage, and reaches up to grab the upper structure of the cage. But, Giard and Heartbreaker are right under him, and each man hooks one of Falcon’s legs and they turn and face the ring. Giard and Heartbreaker then leap off the side of the cage……bringing Falcon down in a HUGE double-team powerbomb!!! All three men then lay motionless in the ring.
TF-HOLY SHIT!
BE-YES! YES!!! Pain!
Falcon remains lying on the mat, not moving, while both Giard and Heartbreaker climbs to their feet and begin trading sloppy right hands. Heartbreaker swings a big clothesline, but Kyle Giard ducks it. Giard then lifts Heartbreaker for a back suplex, but Heartbreaker flips out of it! Heartbreaker pulls back Giard’s head on his way down from the flip…..and hits the Gold Digger (Sleeper Drop)!!!!! Heartbreaker gets back to his feet, but Falcon is up……and he hits the Feather Duster (Twist of Fate) on Heartbreaker!!! Falcon then rolls Giard on top of Heartbreaker, and climbs the cage!!
TF- Oh my God!! What is Falcon thinking??!!
BE-YES! YES!! DO IT FALCON!! KILL EM ALL!!!!
Falcon signals for the Flight of the Falcon (shooting star press), and connects on Heartbreaker, but Giard had rolled out of the way. While Falcon was performing the Flight of the Falcon, Giard had slowly begun to climb the cage. Falcon saw this and followed after him. Both men are now sitting on top of the cage, exchanging rights. Falcon hooks Giard for a Feather Duster (Twist of Fate) off the cage, but when he goes for it, Giard pushes him off!!!!!! Falcon comes crashing down hard to the mat, right on top of Heartbreaker, who was still lying in the ring. Giard then steps over the cage, and drops to the floor below!!!
Anna Lopez-Winner of the match at 13:54, and STILL NMW Lightweight Champion, Kyle Giard!
TF-Wow, these 3 men really gave it their all!! I can't wait to see our next match!
BE-I knew Giard could do it, I was rooting for him all the way!!
TF-Shut up! Up next is a hellacious tag team match with Inferno and The Undead teaming to take on Paine and Shadow...this should be a doosie! But first, we have to take a commercial break. We’ll be right back!
**COMMERCIAL**
**The UAW’s Outcast Craig Williams is shown performing in a wrestling ring. He hiptosses an unknown grappler, then turns to face the camera.**
Outcast-Hi fans, I’m the Outcast Craig Williams, and when I’m not competing in a UAW ring…
**The camera switches to a view of Craig kneeling in front of a small garden.**
Outcast-…I’m planting petunias and roses! When I need fertilizer I go to Wal-Mart for their awesome selection of fertilizers and wide plethora of flowers for my garden.
Go to Wal-Mart for your garden. They rule!
**END COMMERCIAL**
**The camera comes back to NMW Eulogy. The backstage area is shown, where Frank Williams is standing by with Scythe Blade. The crowd begins cheering at the sight of the member of the Empire.**
Frank Williams-We’re back NMW fans and with me now is a member of the Empire, Scythe Blade. How are you tonight Cye?
Scythe Blade-I’m just fine Frank. How are you?
FW-I’m alright. But I suppose the question on everyone’s mind tonight is why you are facing Gargoyle in your final NMW match.
Scythe Blade-Well, Frank, the Empire and I have been watching this Gargoyle guy, and he operates totally against everything that we stand for. Dishonesty, untrustworthiness, ava……
**Just then, Scythe Blade is jumped from behind by Gargoyle. Gargoyle sits on top of Gargoyle and begins punching him in the face rapidly. Frank Williams tries to push Gargoyle off of Cye. Gargoyle stands up and stares at Frank.**
Gargoyle-The stakes have just been raised mother fucker. Cye…..tonight…..you, me……I Quit match!
**Gargoyle walks off as Frank Williams helps Scythe Blade to his feet.**
TF-What a vicious attack from Gargoyle!
BE-I thought it was cool.
TF-You would.
BE-So it sounds like we have a new stipulation added to Gargoyle vs. Scythe Blade. An I Quit match! This is gonna rule!
TF-Yes it will. But up next, we’ve got a tag team tornado match!
MATCH 4. Inferno and The Undead vs. Paine and Shadow=Tag Team Tornado match.
**"Malice" by Endo hits and Inferno walks out with The Undead behind him. The crowd doesn't care for either team, so there is a mix of cheers and boos. Inferno slides in the ring, while The Undead pulls something out from under the ring. Inferno climbs up onto a turnbuckle and glares evilly out to the crowd while The Undead pulls out a large box that appears to be in the shape of an old coffin.**
**"Ostego Undead" by Static-X hits and red and black lights flash wildly throughout the arena as Paine and Shadow make their way to the ring, sticking out their tongues and growling at the crowd the whole way. They stop when they get to the ring as the lights start to return to normal. They hit fists and slide into the ring as the match gets underway.**
TF-These 4 men really need to learn how to be normal.
BE-Will you shuttup and enjoy the carnage we're about to witness!!
The match starts out with all 4 men exchanging rights and lefts until Inferno knocks Shadow out of the ring. Inferno follows him outside the ring and whips him into the barracade, then into the steel steps, then slams his head into the ring post. Meanwhile, Paine is hitting The Undead with a variety of suplexes and slams until Inferno creeps into the ring. Inferno goes for a back body drop on Paine, but The Undead comes in and they hit the Flaming End (Reverse 3D) on Paine.
TF-It might be over already!
Inferno goes for the cover...1...2...and Paine powers Inferno off of him and sits straight up. Inferno and The Undead begin to look a little worried then run at Paine to attempt a double clothesline, but Paine ducks and hits a double neckbreaker on the two. Paine then signals for Shadow to set up a table on the outside. Paine sets The Undead in the turnbuckle closest to the table. Paine sets The Undead up and powerbombs him off the turnbuckle through the table as the crowd begins to chant "holy shit" and cheer for Paine and Shadow.
TF-The crowd is getting pumped up now. They’re really getting behind Paine and Shadow.
BE-I may never understand these fans.
As Paine climbs down, Inferno hits a boot to the face that knocks Paine back into the turnbuckle Inferno powerbombs Paine into the turnbuckle with enough force to almost KO Paine. Shadow, meanwhile, has climbed up the opposite turnbuckle and as Inferno turns around, Shadow hits a hurricanrana onto Inferno. Shadow goes for the cover, but only gets a 2 count. Inferno slowly gets up and Shadow hits a few rights before Inferno snaps and choke tosses Shadow right into the referee!! Inferno slides out of the ring and pushes the coffin into the ring, along with Undead, who by now is regaining consciousness and starts stomping away at Paine and Shadow. Inferno goes under the ring and begins searching for something, when he pulls out a can of gasoline and a lighter.
BE-YES!!!!!
Inferno circles the ring, except for the side facing the ramp, pouring gasoline along the way. Just as he's about to light it, Shadow had climbed the turnbuckle and hits a flying fameasser onto Inferno, driving his face into the gasoline-covered pads on the outside. Paine is recovering and choke-bombs The Undead. Shadow gets a table out from under the ring, and also grabs the barbed wire left over from the Dr. Hell vs. Vampyre match earlier in the night. Shadow slides both in the ring, sets up the table and wraps the barbed wire around it. Paine sets The Undead up on the top turnbuckle, then motions for Shadow to come over. Shadow climbs up behind The Undead as Paine pulls the barbed wire wrapped table closer. Paine then sets The Undead up as if to powerbomb him, then Shadow whips around and hits a twisting reverse DDT through the table!!! Paine kicks the table and such out of the ring and revives the referee who sees Shadow with one foot over The Undead and counts...1....2....3!!!
Anna Lopez-Winners of the match at 12:28, Paine and Shadow!
TF-OH MY GOD!! OH MY GOD!! THESE MEN ARE SICK!!!!
BE-Yeah, don't ya love it?!?!?!
**After the match, Paine and Shadow deliver The Painful Resolution (Double Powerbomb) onto The Undead into the coffin. They slam the lid closed and wrap it with barbed wire. Then Paine goes to the outside and grabs Inferno and military presses him into the ring. Paine slides in after him, and Shadow climbs the turnbuckle. Paine sets up Inferno for a powerbomb onto the coffin, and as Inferno is on his way down, Shadow leaps through the air and connects with a guillotine leg drop, forcing Inferno into the barbed wire, and through the coffin!**
TF-Holy shit! This is crazy! Brian……..Brian?
BE-*drooling and staring* Yeeeeessssss, yeeeessssss!
TF-Ugh, you’re a sad, strange little man.
**The camera cuts once again backstage, where Kyle Giard is shown holding his NMW Lightweight title. He is sitting on a bench in the hallway, hunched over his belt, still sweating from his match with Falcon and Heartbreaker.**
Giard-Damn right, still NMW Lightweight champion, baby. I am the king! Falcon and Heartbreaker don’t have nothin on me!
**Just then, Bud Dawg walks by, with his NMW title draped over his shoulder. The crowd erupts with cheers at the sight of the world champion.**
Bud Dawg-Hey little guy, congrats on retaining your title.
Giard-Thanks big guy.
Bud Dawg-Yo, I just got here….so do you know where the Empire’s locker room is tonight? I’m not familiar with this UAW Arena.
Giard-Yeah, it’s right down the hall, second to last door, you can’t miss it.
Bud Dawg-Thanks little guy.
**Bud Dawg walks off towards the Empire’s locker room, while Kyle Giard sits and stares at him.**
Giard-Little guy?
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**The camera comes back to the UAW Arena in the backstage area, where Psyclone is sitting in a room at a desk, still in his tux, looking over some kind of papers. A door is heard opening and closing and General Leo walks into the room.**
Psyclone-Ah, Leo! Just the man I wanted to see.
General Leo-Yeah, someone told me to come to your office. What do you want?
Psyclone-I just wanted to let you know that after all the differences we’ve had in the past, you know, between the Future and the Empire, I respect you and the Empire, and I hope that on this night we can all be friends.
General Leo-I don’t know man, you’ve got a pretty untrustworthy rep.
Psyclone-Yes, I know that, but this is the biggest night in NMW history and thus far is the crowning achievement in my career. I hope that we can put our differences behind us and be able to get along. As you know, I face Toran Crest tonight, and I’ve already made a decree that there will be no interference from the Future. I did the same with the Bud Dawg vs. Dirk Danger match. I want no interference. I trust that you’ll do the same with the Empire.
General Leo-Consider it done. The Empire is honorable anyway, we wouldn’t interfere unless our man were given an unfair advantage.
Psyclone-Exactly. So Leo, I thank you for your time, and good luck in your match against your stablemate, Crippler, in the North American title match tonight.
General Leo-Thanks Prez.
**The two men shake hands and General Leo leaves the room, leaving Psyclone to continue looking over his documents.**
TF-Wow, it looks like Psyclone is arranging a peace treaty with the Empire.
BE-Psyclone sure has become a pussy since we last saw him.
TF-What makes you say that?
BE-He used to stand up to the Empire and their evil ways, now he just wants to make peace…
TF-Just hearing you talk is lowering my I.Q.
BE-Speaking of low I.Q.’s, next up, we’ve got a match that only lower-level primates would compete in! And that’s why I love it!!!
MATCH 5. Hardkore vs. Trauma {c}=Falls Count Anywhere, No DQ match for the Hardcore title.
**"School of Hard Knocks" by POD hits and the crowd erupts into cheers. Lights start flashing around the stage as Hardkore appears, standing with his arms crossed. He looks around at the huge crowd, nods, then makes his way down to the ring.**
**The video screen suddenly begins flashing red and rumbling, when "Bodies" by Drowning Pool hits. The screen blinks into a bright glow of white, and Trauma walks out down the ramp, carrying a backpack full of weapons. He drops the backpack outside the ring and pulls out a kendo stick. He slides into the ring and the match starts.**
Trauma goes running at Hardkore, takes a big swing with the kendo stick, and Hardkore ducks it. When Trauma turns around, Hardkore reaches up, grabs the stick, and forces it right back into Trauma’s forehead, snapping it immediately in two.
TF-Holy crap almighty! He just snapped that stick over Trauma’s head.
BE-I do believe we have a match of the night candidate right here Tyler.
Trauma stands dazed for a moment, then gets knocked down by a vicious Hardkore lunging clothesline. With Trauma laying confused on the mat, Hardkore immediately jumps to the outside and reaches underneath the ring, pulling out a table.
TF-Hardkore is going for the table already!
BE-This is heaven.
Hardkore slides the table into the ring, and sets it up diagonally in the corner. Then just as he turns around, Trauma goes charging at him attempting a spear! However, Hardkore rolls out of the way, and Trauma smacks the table, which doesn’t break!!! Trauma bounces off the table, holding his head and stumbling backwards, right into a back suplex from Hardkore. Hardkore jumps back to his feet and begins stomping Trauma. After about a dozen stomps, Hardkore walks over and grabs the table out of the corner, and sets it up in the middle of the ring. Hardkore then begins lifting Trauma to his feet, but gets punished with a low blow from the kneeling Trauma. With Hardkore stunned, Trauma rocks him with a haymaker, then rolls him onto the table. Trauma then stands up on the table, lifting Hardkore and draping him over his shoulder, preparing for the Traumatize (Emerald Fusion)!!! But Hardkore slides off his shoulder, hooking Trauma’s head on the way down, and reverse DDTs him through the table!!!!
TF-It could be over here!
BE-NO! Not already!
Hardkore gathers himself for a moment, then crawls over and covers Trauma. Referee John Johnson drops for the count……..1………2……….NO! Trauma gets a shoulder up! Hardkore looks disgusted, and grabs Trauma by the head. He hooks Trauma in a reverse chinlock, and DDTs him onto the pieces of broken table, spiking his body vertically! Trauma’s body once again slumps to the mat. But instead of covering him, Hardkore picks up Trauma and throws him to the outside of the ring.
TF-What the hell is Hardkore doing here?
BE-Hey, this is falls count anywhere, and you can cause more pain on the outside.
Hardkore steps between the ropes and jumps to the floor. Trauma is struggling to his feet when Hardkore grabs him by the head and lifts him straight to his feet, then nails him with a boot to the gut, followed by a right hand. This sends Trauma stumbling up the rampway. Hardkore follows, taking his time as he paces up the ramp.
TF-Looks like the men are leaving the arena.
BE-We barely into this match, and it’s already been more brutal than any of the previous so far!
**The video screen shows the backstage area, where Hardkore and Trauma are now fighting.**
Hardkore continues to dominate the match as he lays more right hands into Trauma, sending the two deeper and deeper into the backstage area. Hardkore smashes Trauma’s head into multiple walls, until finally Trauma begins a comeback, grabbing a piece of PVC pipe, and cracking Hardkore in the head with it. Hardkore is caught off guard by this, and he stumbles back, leaning on the wall. Trauma attempts another spear, this time connecting, sending Hardkore’s body into the hard wall!!
TF-Business is really picking up now!
BE-Oh God, I’m working with a cliché-o-matic….
Hardkore crumples to the floor after the spear, and Trauma jumps on top for a cover…….1……………….2………………kickout! Trauma quickly smashes the PVC pipe over Hardkore’s body several times, and then drops and covers him again…….1……….2………….kickout again! Hardkore tries getting to his feet before Trauma can cover him again, but Trauma levels him with another pipe shot! Hardkore is now bleeding from the head. Trauma sees this, and smiles at the sight. He then lifts Hardkore by the hair, and begins pulling him farther down the hallway. Finally they come to a set of doors, which Trauma opens, revealing the city outside.
TF-They’re going outside now!
BE-YES!
Trauma pulls Hardkore outside, until Hardkore suddenly comes back to life and nails Trauma right in the kidneys. Trauma screams and falls to his knees. Hardkore wipes the blood from his face, takes a step back, and smokes Trauma in the face with a stiff kick!!! Trauma’s body waves around in the night air, until he falls on his face on the sidewalk outside the UAW Arena. Hardkore rolls him over and pins…….1…………2………….NO!! Hardkore can’t believe that Trauma kicked out, as he stands up and begins yelling in the ref’s face. Trauma tries to recover from the kick…….and he quickly rolls up Hardkore in a schoolboy while Hardkore was arguing with the ref! The back of Hardkore’s head smacks the concrete as Trauma goes for the pinfall……..1……………2……………..2 ½…….NO!!!!!!! Hardkore barely kicked out of the schoolboy!!! Trauma justs exhales and falls on his back to the concrete. Both men lay there, motionless, as the referee begins the ten count………1………….2………….3……………4…………Hardkore begins stirring………..5……………6…………..Trauma quickly jumps to his feet………..7………….Trauma approaches Hardkore, but Hardkore suddenly jumps to his feet as well, and swings a HUGE clothesline. Trauma ducks it, and when Hardkore turns around……Trauma hooks him in the Traumatize (Emerald Fusion)!!!!!!
TF-It’s all over now!
BE-He’s gonna break his skull on the sidewalk!!!
Trauma postions himself over the concrete, and prepares to Traumatize Hardkore. However, Hardkore begins kicking his feet, and is able to slip off of Trauma’s shoulders! Trauma turns around, and gets met by……..The Bloody End (Stone Cold Stunner)!!!!!!!!! Hardkore drapes his arm over Trauma………..1……………..2……………………….3!!!!!!!!!!
TF-Hardkore has done it!!
BE-Holy shit, what a war!
Anna Lopez-Winner of the match at 15:41, and NEW NMW Hardcore champion, Hardkore!
**The ref picks up Hardkore and hands him the Hardcore title, raising Hardkore’s arm in the air. Hardkore’s face is extremely bloody, and he has to be helped back into the building by the NMW medical team. The team also picks up Trauma on a stretcher and hauls him back into the Arena for medical attention.**
TF-Wow, that was……unbelievable.
BE-I’m speechless.
TF-Thank God.
**The Empire’s locker room is shown, where Toran Crest, Crippler, and Scythe Blade are sitting around, each preparing for their respective matches. They all look up as the door suddenly swings open, and Bud Dawg walks in.**
Bud Dawg-What’s up fellas?
Scythe Blade-Dawg! Good to see ya, man.
Toran Crest-It’s been awhile.
Crippler-What have you been up to, dude?
Bud Dawg-You know, same old stuff. Media appearances, commercials, all the stuff that goes along with being the champ.
Crippler-I hear that.
**The door swings open again as General Leo walks in. He sees Bud Dawg and shakes hands with him.**
General Leo-Well well well, if it isn’t the NMW champ himself.
Bud Dawg-You know it.
General Leo-Hey guys, guess where I just came from…
Scythe Blade-The bathroom?
General Leo-Nope, Psyclone’s office. He offered a peace agreement between himself, the Future, and the Empire. No interference in any matches.
Toran Crest-Well, that’s pretty much a given, isn’t it?
General Leo-For us, yes. For them, no. I still don’t know what to think. We’ve never been able to trust the Future, or Psyclone for that matter.
Bud Dawg-Well then what should we do?
General Leo-We’ll fulfill our end of the deal, and hope that they do the same. If not, we’re no longer binded by the treaty. Then we’ll have to go kick their asses.
Bud Dawg-Damn right.
**The camera fades.**
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TF-Welcome back, NMW fans! Up next, we’re gonna have a grueling battle between Scythe Blade and Gargoyle. Earlier tonight, we saw Gargoyle attack Scythe during an interview, and then proclaimed this an I Quit match.
BE-That’s right. The only way the match ends is when one of the competitors squeals ‘I quit!’ at the top of his blood-filled lungs.
TF-That was a little excessive…
MATCH 6. Scythe Blade vs. Gargoyle=I Quit Match
**"Killing Fields" by Slayer plays and Scythe Blade appears on the stage. The crowd is cheering out of their mind until he poses with his hand for them to calm down so he can speak. "You say you want me in an I Quit Match, I'm ready to make you scream I Quit". Scythe Blade makes his way down the ramp into the ring, and slides in, watching the stage impatiently.**
**"Superbeast" by Rob Zombie hits and the crowd starts booing. Gargoyle steps out. With the light fog that rolls in from around the pathway, he emerges and makes his way down the ramp towards the ring. He seems to be carrying a mic which he throws to the side of the ring on the ground, and then slides under the ropes.**
Both men square off into the ring, staring each other down. The bell sounds and the two men lunge at each other, with Scythe Blade swinging at Gargoyle. Gargoyle ducks and hits Scythe Blade with a Pumphandle Slam. Gargoyle takes a moment to jeer while Scythe Blade gets up and runs at Gargoyle giving him the knee smash! While on the ground Scythe Blade gives Gargoyle a few kicks to the legs and then cheers to the crowd, feelin' the love.
TF-Looks as though Scythe Blade has the crowd on his side, we'll see how long he can keep this match under his control.
Both men get up again and stare each other down, once again they lunge at each other with Gargoyle going under Scythe Blade and giving Blade a clothesline.
BE-Well…that certainly didn't last long.
TF-Give him time, he'll be back.
Scythe Blade gets up and whips Gargoyle out of the ring, then goes out and whips him into the barricade, stomping on him a bit. Blade then wanders over to the microphone and gets ready to beat Gargoyle with it until Gargoyle flies up with yet another clothesline, doubling Blade over, sending the mic out of the ring area into the crowd.
BE-We know we aren't getting that mic back.. Damn Mexicans..
TF-Can we get another mic down here?
**Out comes a little monkey with a shriner cap, bringing the mic to the commentators, who insist it be placed on the ground. He does so then wanders back to the backstage area. Brian and Tyler just stare at each other in disbelief.. **
BE-Right......
Back in the match, laying for awhile after his clothesline, Gargoyle gets up and heads towards the new mic, Blade sees this and runs at him, punching him to the back of the head, turning him around and giving him a scoop slam onto the floor outside the ring. Then Blade then heads towards the mic, Gargoyle gets up and shakes some cobwebs out and slides into the ring.
TF-Maybe if they weren’t so obsessed with that mic they'd be more focused. Just an idea..
Gargoyle lays inside the ring for awhile, and Blade comes in, standing over Gargoyle he says, "Say I Quit! It's the only way out of the hell you will receive!". Gargoyle just stares up at Blade for a moment, then punches him in the stomach, and putting his feet underneath the arms of Gargoyle and slamming him headfirst into the mat!
BE-That will teach him, making threats like that.
Both men lay there a little dazed, then finally Gargoyle gets up, and then Blade. Gargoyle starts to run at Blade, Blade pulls out the mic and clocks Gargoyle over the head! A little dazed and pissed Gargoyle gets up and whips Blade into the turnbuckle face first. Going for a turnbuckle move, Gargoyle reaches for a grapple, but Blade swiftly reverses with a quick elbow to the jaw, follow quickly by a scoop slam. Picking Gargoyle up, Blade gives him an eye rake, followed by a variety of punches and kicks. Gargoyle catches one of the punches and gives Blade a kick into the gut, followed by an uppercut that sends Blade onto the mat.
TF-Now that had some power to it!
Gargoyle goes after the mic and Blade slowly climbs to his feet. Gargoyle swings the mic at Blade and Blade catches his arm! Turning it into an arm wrench. Turning Gargoyle over Blade grabs the mic and stands over Gargoyle again, "End this now! Spare your relatives of seeing you ruined". Gargoyle punches the mic into the air, sending it yet again into the crowd.
BE-Goddammit! Not again! Ugh…someone send that monkey back out here!
**The monkey comes back down carrying another mic, passing by the two wrestlers, he lays the mic down on the ground. The commentators call him over and sit him on the seat.**
TF-And what is your name little buddy?
**The monkey gives him a card and runs away back to the backstage area.**
TF-Charlie Lubnuts, Microphone Grabbing Technician....
BE-…Right…back to the match anyway..
Back in the ring, Gargoyle and Blade are staring each other down, and it turns quickly into a slugging match, punching each other repeatedly. Finally Gargoyle kicks Blade in the gut, which makes Blade tumble to the mat in pain. Gargoyle picks him up and whips him into the turnbuckle, making him fall to the ground.
TF-Very impressive! Gargoyle put a lot of power into that one!
Gargoyle slides out of the ring and picks up the mic, and slides back in, picking Blade up, he bitch slaps him with the mic, making him turn around, dazed. With another slam to the back of the head with the mic, Blade tumbles out of the ring. Gargoyle turns Blade over and stands on top of him, "Now it is your turn to feel the pain".
BE-He didn't even ask for him to quit! Gargoyle is getting some revenge!!
Gargoyle picks up Blade and whips him into the barricade, delivering punch after punch both with the mic and some without. Finally after awhile Blade blocks a punch, delivering one of his own, which is also blocked! This time Gargoyle gives him a kick in the stomach and sneers at Blade, who is holding his stomach while standing up. Gargoyle goes for a clothesline, which Blade ducks under and gives him a reverse DDT!
TF-Gargoyle is laid out!!
Blade reaches for the mic and stands over Gargoyle, "I'm not going to be a fool, give up now and you will be saved the torture!" Gargoyle just shakes his head, Blade kicks him in the chest and picks up Gargoyle.
BE-He looks pissed!
Blade goes for a grapple and Gargoyle ducks around it, spinning Blade around into a falling neckbreaker! He then picks up Blade and turns him around, delivering a full nelson slam!
TF-Gargoyle has control of this match now. Seems as though he has it completely wrapped up!
Gargoyle whips Blade into the ropes and lifts him up for a powerslam, but drops him onto his knee!
BE-That was one hell of a Stomach Crusher!
Gargoyle starts taunting the crowd, giving time for Blade to get up. Gargoyle sees this and rushes at him with a power clothesline, Blade ducks and Gargoyle flies into the turnbuckle bouncing him back off! Dazed a bit Gargoyle turns around just in time to be speared back into the turnbuckle by Blade!!
TF-What a quick turn of events! This match is far from over!
Blade picks up Gargoyle, and whips him back into the turnbuckle face first, reaching up Blade hooks him up for the diving reverse DDT and slams him down onto the mat!
BE-That last move looked like it winded Blade aswell as Gargoyle!
They lay there for a bit and Blade gets up, picking up Gargoyle with him. Blade whips Gargoyle into the ropes and Gargoyle evades Blade, sliding under his clothesline, coming back around Gargoyle and Blade hook up in a grapple, where Blade kicks Gargoyle, gives him an eye rake, and then power clotheslines him!
TF-Blade has some intensity! Did you see all of that power?!
Blade picks up Gargoyle and goes for another whip to the ropes, when Gargoyle comes back he is met by a knee smash, which lays him out for awhile. Blade picks him up and Gargoyle seems a little relentless to Blade's actions so he gives him another knee smash. Blade wanders over and grabs the mic, he then stands over Gargoyle, "GIVE UP NOW!" Gargoyle explodes with energy, kicking Blade in the arse then uppercutting him, sending him onto the mat, picking Blade up, he whips him to the ropes and catches him in a side buster. Picking Blade up, Gargoyle delivers another falling neckbreaker. Then he climbs up the ropes and pulls a knee drop onto the back of Blade, who screams in pain.
TF-That had to hurt!!
BE-It seems like there will be more pain like that shortly though.
Gargoyle then runs to the ropes and climbs up, Blade starts to get up and waltz around, catching his balance, while Gargoyle flies off the top into a flying clothesline!! The momentum makes Blade tumble and roll up to his knees into the turnbuckle, which he uses to pull himself up, Gargoyle starts to run towards him for a ho train attack when Blade explodes and nails a flying lariat on Gargoyle!!
TF-I've never seen such a huge man do that before! There's always been the Undertaker but hes not nearly as big as this man!
Both men get up, Gargoyle is showing that he is running on pure fumes from his last burst of energy, and they lock up in a grapple, once again Blade gives him a kick in the stomach and another eye rake. Then runs at him with a clothesline. Blade then picks up Gargoyle and bounces off of the ropes, running at him Gargoyle picks him up on his shoulders……Stone Turret Plummet (Samoan Neckbreaker)!!!!!!
BE-Gargoyle is lucky he pulled that off!! This one could be over!!
Gargoyle looks winded after that last move, after laying for awhile he crawls to the mic and puts Blade into a figure-four leglock, he puts the mic to his lips. "SAY IT! GIVE UP!" Blade endures the pain and is looking a bit passed out, he lays his head down on the mat and Gargoyle breaks the hold. Completely flustered he picks up Blade for another Stone Turret Plummet, when Blade starts kicking, he falls down behind Gargoyle and locks on the…….Corporal Punishment (Cobra Clutch Suplex)!!!!!!!! After that he picks up Gargoyle and brings him to the ropes, locking in the Tarantula he yells to the mic on the mat floor, "GIVE UP NOW!". Screaming in pain Gargoyle screams the fatal 2 words "I QUIT!"
Anna Lopez-Winner of the match at 20:14, Scythe Blade!
TF-Wow, chalk up another match of the night candidate.
BE-Damn right.
TF-Well fans, while the bodies are cleaned out of the ring, we’re gonna send it to the back, where I’m told that Frank Williams has an interview with former NMW Champion, Dirk Danger.
Frank Williams-Well, it seems there’s been a slight problem guys. Dirk Danger is nowhere to be found. I knocked on the Future’s locker room door, and Soul Reaper told me that Dirk was out on business. I’ve asked around, but I have no clue where he’s gone to. It is indeed strange, but hopefully I’ll…..
**Frank is cut off by Crippler and General Leo as they step into the camera view.**
FW-….Well, maybe I have an interview after all. I’m being joined now by two members of the Empire, Crippler and General Leo. Guys, tonight you’ve been booked to go one on one for Crippler’s North American title. Is this just a friendly match, or is there dissension in the ranks of the Empire?
Crippler-Frank, the Empire is as close as it’s ever been. Leo and I are buds, and this is just gonna be a competition between good friends.
General Leo-That’s exactly right. Crip and I will give the fans what they wanna see, because we are the Empire.
FW-Just out of curiosity, have you guys seen Dirk Danger around back here anywhere? He requested some interview time, and now I can’t seem to find him anywhere.
Crippler-……
General Leo-…Come on, Crip, we’ve got a match.
**General Leo and Crippler walk off. Frank Williams, confused, looks back to the camera as it cuts back to the announce position.**
TF-Well, that was…strange.
BE-Bullshit. Those two idiots are just looking to put a damper on the show. It’s rolling pretty damn good so far, lots of blood and pain, and they just wanna slow it down.
TF-Whatever you say Brian…
MATCH 7. General Leo vs. Crippler {c}=2 out of 3 Falls match for the North American title
**"The Empire Theme" begins playing throughout the arena as Leo steps out of the curtains, and makes his way down the ramp, straightening his elbow pads. He slides into the ring and does some stretching, waiting for Crippler.**
**"One Step Closer" by Linkin Park kicks in as Crippler makes his entrance. The fans cheer for both men, as Crippler steps into the ring, approaches Leo, and knocks fists with him.**
BE-Awww, look at the little friends about to play with each other.
The two men shake hands in the middle of the ring, but Crippler pulls Leo towards him and knocks him back with a knee to the gut.
TF-That wasn’t so friendly.
Leo recovers and stares at Crippler. Crippler initiates a grapple, and General Leo twists his arm back in a hammerlock. Leo lifts Crippler’s body off the ground to put more pressure on the arm, but Crippler drops down to his knees and snapmares Leo over. Leo sits up, and gets a flip-over neck whip from Crippler. Leo shakes it off and gets to his feet. Leo goes for a clothesline, Crippler ducks it. Crippler goes for a back elbow, Leo ducks it. Leo nails Crippler with a swift kick to the kidneys, causing Crippler to fall to his knees. Leo takes a step back, and dropkicks Crippler right on the ear!
TF-Keep their heads ringin.
Crippler struggles to get to his feet, but is met with a boot to the side of the head from Leo. Leo picks up Crippler and pushes him into the corner. General Leo begins stomping at Crippler, and then places his boot across the throat of Crippler, choking him. The referee makes Leo break it, and Leo takes a step back. Crippler explodes out of the corner with a flying forearm, but Leo ducks it! Crippler turns around and is met with a left jab from the General. After two more left jabs, Leo winds up a big haymaker……but Crippler rolls under it, and hooks Leo up for a German Suplex, landing Leo square on his neck!!!!!!! Crippler retains the grasp as the ref counts………1………….2………kickout! Leo rolls off his neck and lays on the mat for a moment.
TF-Looks as though Crippler is aiming to injure the neck of General Leo.
BE-He’s probably just setting him up for the Crippmission.
Both men get to their feet simultaneously, and Leo attempts a punch, but Crippler blocks it and strikes with one of his own. Leo gets another punch blocked, but when Crippler attempts one of his own, Leo catches his arm and begins headbutting him while both Crippler’s arms are hooked!!!! After 5 headbutts, Leo releases Crippler and puts him down with a scoop slam. Leo begins to ascend the turnbuckle.
TF-Time for some high risk.
Leo gets to the top just as Crippler is getting to his feet. Leo jumps off attempting what seems to be a hurricanrana………but Crippler catches him in a sitout powerbomb!!!!!!!! Instead of maintaining the pinning combination, Crippler rolls backwards and gets to his feet. As Leo gets up, Crippler hits him with a falling neckbreaker.
BE-Working on that neck again. See Tyler, I told you…
Leo gets up, dazed, and attempts a few punches that don’t come close to Crippler. After a third swing, Crippler locks Leo in a rear waistlock……and hits another German Suplex, this time releasing it and sending Leo crashing to the mat onto his head!!!!
TF-Holy crap!
BE-That’s how it’s done.
Crippler begins to lift Leo, but is stunned when Leo jumps up and locks on the Shock (Gargoyle Suplex)!!!!!!!! But almost immediately Crippler elbows Leo in the head, locks his arms around Leo’s shoulders, and thrusts himself backwards…….Straight Down (Downward Spiral)!!!!!!!!! The ref drops and counts……….1……………….2………………NO!!!! General Leo kicked out! Crippler can’t believe it! Leo pulls himself up using the ropes, and leans into the corner as Crippler marches towards him. But before Crippler can act, Leo grabs him and throws him into the corner! Leo nails Crippler with a huge uppercut, then climbs the turnbuckle and hits ten punches on Crippler. Leo jumps down and Crippler stumbles out of the corner. The two men trade punches, until Leo attempts a boot to the gut, but it gets caught by Crippler. Crippler spins Leo in a full circle, and steps right into another Straight Down (Downward Spiral)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TF-Another Straight Down!!!!!
The ref counts again………..1…………………..2……………………3!!!
Anna Lopez-Winner of the first fall, Crippler!
BE-And Crippler goes up 1 to 0.
Crippler quickly gets to his feet and begins stomping Leo while he is still down. Cripple drops and pins Leo quickly again………….1………………..2……………………….NO!!!!!! Leo kicks out!!
TF-General Leo, showing some guts there.
BE-Guts??? The only reason he kicked out was because Crippler didn’t hook the leg!
TF-…..uh, Brian….Crippler DID hook the leg…..
BE-Well then he didn’t have the weight distributed properly!
TF-**sigh**
Crippler locks on a reverse chinlock, cranking it tighter around Leo’s neck. Leo looks as if he may be unconscious. The ref lifts and drops his arm…….1……..he lifts it and drops it again……….2……….he lifts and drops it again………..Leo holds his arm in the air!!! Leo begins powering himself to his feet, while Crippler maintains his grasp on Leo’s head. But before Leo can break the hold, Crippler nails him with a knee to the lower back, causing Leo’s upper body to arch backwards. Crippler then flows right into the Crippmission (Dragon Sleeper)!!!!!!!!!!
TF-This is it!
BE-It’s all over!
Leo struggles, trying to break the hold. Crippler tightens the hold, squeezing Leo’s head, arching his body in an awkward position. The ref checks Leo……….but Leo doesn’t tap out. Instead, Leo turns his body around, into a position in which Crippler appears to have Leo in a reverse chinlock……..but Leo lifts Crippler into a huge Northern Lights Suplex!!!!! Leo bridges for the pin………..1……………….2…………………kickout!
TF-That was sooooo close!
Both men lay on the mat for a moment to regroup. Leo gets to his feet before Crippler does, and walks towards the downed Crippler. However, in one fast motion, Crippler spins and sweeps the General’s feet out from under him, sending him crashing onto the canvas. Crippler uses this to his advantage as this time he gets to his feet. He paces around the ring, sizing up the downed General. He then moves in for the kill…………but as he bends down, Leo pulls him into a quick Small Package……….1………….2…………………….3!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Anna Lopez-Winner of the second fall, General Leo!
TF-What a smart move by Leo!
BE-He lured him right into it.
Crippler sits on the mat in complete surprise, with a look of shock on his face. His face then quickly turns to determination as he hops to his feet and kicks Leo in the solarplexus. Leo rolls to the ground, holding his midsection. Crippler stomps on Leo’s abdomen, and then drops two elbows onto the same area.
TF-Crippler may be trying to injure those ribs.
Crippler drops a few more elbows onto Leo’s ribcage. Crippler then walks up to Leo’s head, and stomps directly between his eyes!!!!! Leo’s nose is now bleeding and he lays prone on the mat. Crippler raises his arms to the crowd, and points at the turnbuckle. He begins climbing to the top.
BE-Crippler wants to end it right here, right now!
Crippler gets to the top rope, stands, and signals for a splash. But before he can leap off, Leo rolls stumbles to his feet and bounces himself off the ropes, causing Crippler to lose his balance and get crotched on the top rope.
TF-Owwee.
BE-Somebody’s singin Soprano…
Leo climbs to the second rope and hooks Crippler up for a Superplex. However, Crippler begins pounding on Leo’s back, and breaks the suplex hold. Crippler then steps up onto the top rope and pulls Leo up onto the top rope as well. The crowd gasps as the two men struggle to keep their balance. Crippler then bends Leo down and hooks him up for a top rope Powerbomb!!!!!!!!
TF-Oh my God!!!!!
Crippler raises his arms in the air once agan…….but this allows Leo to get out of the powerbomb position. Leo stands straight up and face to face with Crippler on the top. In one quick move, Leo snaps his arms around Crippler………..and delivers the Shock (Gargoyle Suplex) off the top rope!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TF and BE-HOLY SHIT!!!
Crippler comes flying across the ring, before his dead weight smashes into the ring canvas with a sickening thud. The crowd begins a ‘Holy Shit’ chant as Leo lays on the mat adjacent to Crippler. Then, in one last burst of energy, Leo slides over and pins Crippler…………..1………………………2…………………………..3!!!!!!!!!
TF-It’s over!
Anna Lopez-Winner of the second fall and the match at 23:45, and NEW NMW North American Champion, General Leo!
BE-Now THAT was extreme!
TF-What a match! I’m even tired out from just watching it!!
**After both men finally recover, they stand and look at each other for a moment. They then shake hands and leave the ring together.**
BE-Aww, how cute.
TF-Just a show of respect and comradery from two members of the Empire.
**COMMERCIAL**
**MOW Slaughterhouse’s Nightshade is shown sitting in his locker room.**
Nightshade-Say hello to your friend, GOD NIGHTSHADE! That is my name, so learn it, love it, live it. If you do not do any of the three, then prepare to meet the consequences. I'll stroke you, or shock you, it really makes no difference to me. Once you feel the burn of the sulphurous ash, the ultimate heat, nothing will ever feel the same again.
Deep-voiced announcer-Kids, don’t do drugs.
**END COMMERCIAL**
**Psyclone is shown sitting in his office, now changed out of his tuxedo and in his wrestling attire. He is stretching and preparing for his match against Toran Crest. There is a knock at his door. Psyclone opens the door and Frank Williams is standing outside.**
Psyclone-What can I do for you Frank?
Frank Williams-Well, I was just wondering if you could tell me what your ‘feud ender’ match with Toran Crest is actually gonna be…
Psyclone-Heheh, I figured you would be asking me that. Well, it’s gonna be brutal, as brutal as one can expect a ‘feud ender’ match to be.
FW-But what exactly is going to be involved in it?
Psyclone-Sorry Frank, but you’ll have to wait along with everyone else to find that out. Now if you don’t mind, I need to finish getting ready, plus I wanna watch the TLCCB match. So if you please….
**Psyclone shuts the door, leaving Frank outside. He then flips on his TV monitor and relaxes in his chair.**
BE-What kind of a news guy is that Williams? He can’t even find out what the ‘feud ender’ match is gonna be.
TF-Well, apparently Psyclone wants to keep it a secret from all of us. But if I know Psyclone as well as I think I do, it’ll be big.
BE-I sure hope so.
TF-Well, as we heard Psyclone say, our next match is the TLCCB match for the NMW Tag Team titles!
BE- This was to be a regular TLC match but Psyclone decided to add a twist and add in cardboard boxes to the mix. The Prez has some real gaul throwing in cardboard, it could either make or break this match. He can only hope it will catch hold in the wrestling world.
MATCH 8. Player’s Club {c} vs. Jamaican Persuasion vs. Goodfellas=Tables, Ladders, Chairs, and Cardboard Boxes match for the Tag Team titles
**The crews set out 3 ladders at the bottom of the rampway (1 big one with 2 on either side), a few tables alongside the ring, stash a few chairs under the ring, and set a cardboard box in the middle of the ring.**
BE - So it's them that stashes all of that crap under the ring! All this time I thought it was the NMW Gnomes...
**While Tyler rolls his eyes as "We Be Clubbin" by Ice Cube hits the loudspeakers and The Players Club, Muffdaddy and Chico come out and get the crowd pumped up. Running down the ramp they reach the ladder setup and clearly go around them all. Entering the ring they hit the turnbuckles and taunt to the crowd receiving their praise.**
TF - Trying to dodge the proverbial bad luck by going under the ladder, smart strategy, eh Brian?
BE - Ladders... *starting to drool at the mouth*
**"Ain't that a Kick in the Head" by Dean Martin hits and the crowd looks up at the stage. Awaiting the Goodfella's, Dino Corleone and Frankie Vegas, everyone starts to wonder where they are. Suddenly under the Tron a pipe is shown being thrown out of the curtains.**
TF - Someone send a camera back there!!
**Finally a camera gets back there to show Jamaican Persuasion, Rasta Marley and Lenny Boheme, standing over The Goodfella's, they laugh slap hands and run out of the back towards the ring, diving through the ladders into the ring, knocking some of them over in the process.**
BE - They...They hurt them...YOU BASTARDS!
TF - Calm down Brian, its just the opening, you will get to see some ladder action, thats garenteed.
Both men chuckle as the bell sounds and the four men stare at their opponents, figuring who will go against who. Suddenly Rasta and Muffdaddy hook up in a grapple, Muffdaddy motions at the ropes and whips Rasta out. Rasta lands on the ground in mid run, slamming into the tables laying against the barricade. Muffdaddy and Chico look at Lenny. Chico whips Lenny into the ropes and in the come around they pick him up for a double suplex. They stall it for awhile and Lenny brings them back around in a double DDT!!
TF - That was incredible!
Lenny slides out of the ring and grabs a table, bringing it back in the ring he sets it up and puts Chico on it. Muffdaddy gets up and kicks Lenny in the midsection, Chico rolls off of the table and Muffdaddy brings Lenny up for the Powerbomb, which Chico slams down into the table.
BE - Something tells me he will not be getting up out of that one for awhile.
Rasta gets up and dives back in the ring, he double clotheslines the Player's Club, sending Chico out of the ring. He grabs Muffdaddy and whips him into the ropes, giving him a Samoan Drop on the way back around, afterwhich Muffdaddy rolls out of the ring next to where Chico is. Rasta runs out and grabs 2 ladders, throwing them into the ring. Setting them up Rasta and Lenny start to climb up when out of no where The Goodfella's appear! On the sidelines Chico and Muffdaddy set up some tables where the ladders once stood. The Goodfella's are already in the ring and come up behind the unsuspecting Jamaicans, they set them up and powerbomb them both out of the ring onto the awaiting tables!!
TF - Looks like pay back is a bitch for the Jamaicans. I wonder when that cardboard box in the middle of the ring will come into play. It has just been sitting there this entire time!
The Goodfella's raise their hands after their come back from the back area. They don't waste too much time as Dino dives through the ropes spearing Chico, and Frankie reaching down and grabbing Muffdaddy by the head, picking him ontop of the apron and choketossing him into the ring. Picking up Muffdaddy, Frankie gives him the Full Nelson Slam. Out of the ring, Dino picks up Chico and gives him a Gangrel Suplex onto Rasta, making the both of them quiver in pain. Not satisfied with his last maneuver, Frankie picks Muffdaddy up and puts him in a grapple, Muffdaddy gives him a swift elbow to the back of the head and a Rin-Ne (flipping drop kick to the head) for his efforts. Meanwhile, out of the ring again, Lenny has gotten up and leapt ontop of Dino, pummeling him, Dino reverses it and starts punching Lenny in the face, they get up and start to exchange blows. Back in the ring, Muffdaddy picks Frankie up by the head, then picks him up on his shoulders, throwing him up he brings Frankie down onto his knee.
TF - Wonderful Stomach Crusher! That took the wind out of him!!
Muffdaddy climbs up the ladder, reaching the top he signals to the crowd, he leaps into the air, THE MUFFDIVE (Swanton Bomb)!!!!!!! Shaking the cobwebs out of his head he moves the ladder closer to the ropes, climbing up he eyes Dino and Lenny exchanging blows, he makes a leap and cross body blocks the two of them!
BE - Yes, use the ladders…muwahaha!
TF - That was incredible! If Muffdaddy had missed there he would have been flattened like a pancake!
Chico and Rasta get up and notice that their comrades have been flattened and battered. Seeing this they eye each other and lock into a grapple. Rasta picks up Chico for a suplex, but Chico leaps out of it, landing behind Rasta, locking him up in a grapple. Rasta reverses it and gets behind Chico, he starts to push Chico into the nearest turnbuckle but Chico runs up and shoves Rasta right into it, busting him open.
BE - Looks like we should have made this a first blood match to! That was incredible!
Frankie rolls out of the ring and sees Chico finishing his last maneuver, locking him in a reverse grapple he gives Chico a reverse brainbuster! Frankie then sets up a table and picks up the bloodied Rasta, bringing him to the top of the apron. He motions to the crowd and picks him up for the Havana Heartbreak (2 handed chokeslam), but Rasta reverses it into a hurracanrana through the table as both men lay broken on the ground. The crowd gives its approval with loud cheers and obscenities for their guy getting injured.
TF - These men are tearing each other apart! They really want these titles, alas that poor cardboard box must be feeling lonely right about now.
Muffdaddy notices what has been going on, and dives in the ring, setting up the ladder near the turnbuckle he climbs up to the top, and when Rasta gets up he leaps off with a missile dropkick, doubling him over in pain.
BE - This is true carnage, but I love it!
Dino and Lenny wake up at about the same time again and notice that they are left alone. Dino charges at Lenny, Lenny picks him up and holds him on his shoulder, Lenny sets him up for the Bohemian Rhapsody (Fire Thunder), but Dino slides off and slaps on the Lie Detector (Crippler Crossface)!!!!!
TF - I bet Lenny is wishing this was a regular match right now, so that he could tap out. HA! But no submissions here, so he can keep it on for however long he wants!
Chico gets up and dazes around a bit, he runs over and sets up a table next to Lenny and Dino, he then breaks up the submissions hold and picking up Dino he hooks him up for a fisherman's release suplex through the table and executes! Lenny gets up and charges at Chico, who throws him up in the air and gives him the farewell on top of Dino!
BE - Chico is clearing house! Not bad for a little guy.
Muffdaddy and Chico get up into the ring, setting up the tallest ladder by the dogpile, they change their mind when they realize they are alone in the ring, they set up the two ladders and start to climb. All of a sudden "Fist Full of Pixies" hits and Funkmaster V runs down the rampway!! The Player's club are almost at the belts! Funkmaster V quickly climbs up the huge ladder overlooking the Players Club and their efforts, Funkmaster V leaps through the air pulling off a double spear slamming Muffdaddy and Chico into the ground, knocking himself out as well!!!
**Brian and Tyler are in complete shock at what they had just seen as the crowd beings the "Holy Shit" chant**
Lenny and Rasta slide into the ring and pick up FunkMaster V, they all slap hands and the Jamaican Persuasion picks up Muffdaddy and give him a triple powerbomb, then they pick up Chico and do the same!!
TF - It looks like the Jamaican Persuasion and company have this match under control!
It looks like the Funkmaster pulled something! He's down on the map holding his stomach in pain, Lenny and Rasta bend over to tend to their ally as the Goodfella's slide into the ring with chairs!! They hit Lenny and Rasta then pick up Funkmaster and smash him in the head at the same time with the crowd giving their approving "OH!!"
BE - We almost forgot what the NMW gnom…..er, crew left under the mat for us! For some reason none of the superstars have even touched that cardboard box! This is crazy, its a perfectly good weapon..
The Goodfella's pick up all of the downed superstars and whip them out of the ring, they look up at the titles and greedily reach for the ladders, they set them up and start taunting to the crowd. The crowd starts booing because their stars were thrown out of the ring. They reach the bottom rung of their ladders and start climbing up, The Player's Club pull themselves up on the apron and slide into the ring. The Goodfella's are almost up the ladders when Muffdaddy and Chico push the two ladders over, racking the Goodfella's on the ropes as the crowd gives another approving "OH!!". They dwindle in pain for awhile, then fall off onto the outside. Muffdaddy and Chico then slide to the outside where the Jamacain Persuasion fell, they grab Funkmaster V and go on either sides of him, they rush him and gore him on opposite ends, Muffdaddy behind the knees and Chico up on the chest as the crowd gives out another "OH!"
TF - That was incredible!!
Brian just stares at Tyler and the match continues. Muffdaddy picks up Funkmaster by the head and whips him out into the crowd. They turn around to find Rasta and Lenny gone from where they were laying, they turn and face the ring in time to see them both fly off of the ring apron and smash chairs over their heads!! The Jamaican Persuasion smash the chairs repeatedly against Muffdaddy and Chico, leaving them in a huddled mess on the ground. They leave the chairs and start to hunt down the Goodfella's who are in the ring waiting their foes to arrive. Rasta and Lenny slide into the ring and an explosion erupts with punches and kicks, eventually Rasta lunges at Frankie, who grabs him with two hands and does a choke toss out of the ring onto a 2 stack of tables awaiting outside of the ring.
BE - Oh my god! There is no way that Rasta will make another move in this match! That was too intense!
Dino grabs Lenny and lands him with a snap suplex, he picks him up and gives him a corkscrew suplex. Frankie shouts at Dino, who throws Lenny to him. Frankie grabs Lenny and gives him the HAVANA HEARTBREAK (Two-Handed Chokeslam) onto the other stack of two tables!!!!!!!!!!!!
**The crowd starts the ‘holy shit’ chant again as BE and TF are speechless staring at what just happened**
Frankie and Dino set up the huge ladder in the middle, then the two smaller ladders to support the tallest one on either side. They then begin to climb up the middle ladder. All 4 of the other superstars notice what is going on and give it there all to get to them, they slide into the ring, and start to climb up the smaller ladders to the side, The Goodfella's elbow, punch, and kick their chasing opponents, until they both wrap their arms around both of their opponents on either side and fall straight back in a double Russian Leg Sweep from both sides!!!!!!!!!!!
**The crowd is completely speechless as to what happened.. for a moment, then they let out extremely loud cheers, "OH's!' and "Holy Shit's!!!" fill the arena, even Brian and Tyler give their slanderized compliments to the superstars.**
TF - That was incredible!! The match is still not over!
The Goodfella's start to twitch a bit, then crawl to their side of the ladder, they steadily climb their way up.
BE - The Player's Club and Jamaican Persuasion can just look if they are even conscious!!
The Goodfella's keep climbing, finally they reach the belts and……..pull them off of the holder, while the crowd is going completely crazy!!!!!!!!!!! They steadily climb their way down and roll out of the ring, laying where they fall for the paramedics to arrive. The bell rings as the paramedics rush down the ramps with neck braces and boards to carry the superstars out.
Anna Lopez-Winners at 37:12 and NEW NMW Tag Team champions, The Goodfellas!!!
TF - And your winners! The Goodfella's! Dino and Frankie!!
BE - But…what about the cardboard box…It's still there...
TF - Folks these superstars gave it their all, after tonight I can feel this will lead to one hell of a tag team title race, that is for sure!
BE - But…Terry...The cardboard box…
TF - Yup folks! This match will definitely go down in the record books!
**The camera cuts to backstage once again and Bud Dawg is standing in front of the Empire’s locker room door talking to some fans with backstage passes. He is signing autographs and getting his picture taken.**
Bud Dawg-Don’t worry kids, there’s enough of me to go around. Hey, no pushing, everyone will get their turn.
**Just then, the Soul Claimers approach Bud Dawg. Bud Dawg sees them and gets ready to defend himself. Soul Reaper and Bloody Skull stand there for a moment and stare at Bud Dawg.**
Soul Reaper-Don’t worry, Bud Dawg, we haven’t come here to fight you.
Bloody-Quite the opposite, actually. Psyclone has already declared peace between the Future and the Empire with General Leo, so we figured we would just come here and shake hands with you, like men.
**Bud Dawg looks suspicious for moment, but he reaches out and shakes both men’s hands.**
Bud Dawg-Thanks a lot boys, it’s good to know that even former bitter enemies like ourselves can come together for such a huge occasion as tonight.
Soul Reaper-Yeah, we agree.
Bloody Skull-By the way, good luck in your match tonight.
Bud Dawg-Haha, I don’t need luck. But thanks anyways.
Soul Reaper-Oh, one more thing, we were told to tell you that you’re needed for a media appearance downstairs ASAP.
Bud Dawg-Oh ok, you fellas wanna lead me to it?
Bloody Skull-Sure.
**Bud Dawg and the Soul Claimers walk off, and the small group of fans follow them. After they are out of sight, the Empire’s locker room door slowly opens, and a figure steps out.**
TF-It’s Dirk Danger!!!!!!!
BE-What the hell is Dirk Danger doing in the Empire’s locker room???
TF-I don’t know, but I’ll bet he’s sabotaged it! This isn’t right!
BE-Hehehehe, I bet he trashed it. Dirk doesn’t believe in peace treaties. As far as he’s concerned, the war between the Empire and the Future is still underway.
TF-You’re probably right.
**Dirk looks around, and slips off down the hallway.**
**COMMERCIAL**
**The camera cuts in to see the infamous Charlie Lubnuts sitting on a porch, with buzzing mosquitoes around him. Suddenly he starts to smack himself. When a Japanese man appears and sits on the chair next to him. They start smacking themselves then smacking each other.**
Japanese Guy: Hey Charlie *smacks himself* You remember that time we almost…?
Charlie Lubnuts: Bought a moon pie? Yes, but I have been lying to you all this time.. I had bought that Hostess Moon Pie and I ate it all on my own too.
**The Japanese man starts to cry, screaming things like "I HATE YOU!" and running off of the porch. When a man dressed in a suit comes out and talks to the camera**
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**The camera fades with the Japanese man slamming another door inside the house**
**END COMMERCIAL**
TF-We’re back folks, and just before we went on break, we saw something quite disturbing…
BE-That’s right! That genious Dirk Danger trashed the Empire’s locker room, then snuck out, with no one being the wiser! Hahahaha, I love it!
TF-Well, yes, as Brian so eloquently put it, Dirk Danger was see leaving the Empire’s locker room, and we do…..
**Tyler is cut off by the familiar guitar riffs of Godsmack, as "Keep Away" suddenly blasts over the sound system. Psyclone emerges in full wrestling gear, and he is followed down the ramp by what appears to be a group of ring crew workers. Psyclone walks past the ring and takes a seat with Tyler and Brian at the announcer’s table. He puts on a headset.**
BE-What a pleasant surprise! Our owner, Psyclone, has decided to grace us with his presence here at the table!
TF-**sighs** Anyway, what brings you down here, Prez?
Psyclone-Well, as you boys both know, my ‘feud ender’ match with Toran Crest is next on the agenda. I just figured I’d come out and watch the guys set up the ring, while I chat with you guys.
**The ring crew begins unscrewing the ropes from the turnbuckles. They takes down all the ropes, wrap them up, and several of the men carry them to the back.**
TF-What are they doing with the ropes?
Psyclone-It appears that they are taking them to the back Tyler.
BE-Yeah, geez Tyler, pay attention.
Psyclone-Boy, they sure need to find something to replace the ropes with…
**Just as Psyclone says this, one of the crew members begins stringing BARBED WIRE onto the turnbuckles where the ropes were attached. He attaches the wire to each turnbuckle at three different points, just like the regular ropes.**
TF-BARBED WIRE?!?!?!
Psyclone-Damn skippy.
BE-This is ingenious!
Psyclone-But wait, there’s more…
**After the barbed wire has been strung up completely, one of the crew members motions up towards the top of the arena. It appears as if something is being lowered down on a cable.**
Psyclone-My my, I wonder what that could be……Perhaps a a set of brass knuckles???
BE-YES, YES, OH GOD YES!!!!
**The cable continues lowering until the brass knuckles are visible. They hang high above the ring as the crowd starts getting into it.**
TF-So, that means this match must be…
Psyclone-That’s right Tyler, a good old-fashioned Stairway to Hell match. But I decided to add the barbed wire ropes myself. I think it’s a nice touch. The first man to climb a ladder and grab those brass knuckles, gets to use them. This match will be pinfall only.
BE-I’m not worthy, I’m not worthy…..
Psyclone-Now let’s get on with it, shall we?
**Psyclone takes off his headset and steps into the ring, waiting. Suddenly "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath hits. Toran Crest comes marching out, with a half angry/half determined look on his face. He slides into the ring and he and Psyclone circle each other several times.**
MATCH 9. Psyclone vs. Toran Crest=Feud Ender match
Psyclone makes the first move, an arm wrench and hook kick. This knocks Toran back, so Psyclone goes for another one. This time Toran ducks the kick and hits Psyclone with a short-arm clothesline. Toran keeps the advantage for quite some time, leveling Psyclone with several more clotheslines, and then attempting an irish whip into the barbed-wire ropes!!!!!!!! But Psyclone slides underneath them, to the outside. He paces around the ring, regrouping. Then suddenly, Toran runs from one side of the ring, scales the wire, and lands on Psyclone with a huge suicide dive!!!!!
TF-Wow, we’re just in the beginning and Toran is already going all out.
BE-It’s understandable. These two men have had a feud which has stretched throughout two different federations. It’s only fitting that it should come to an end here tonight.
Toran pulls himself to his feet, stomps Psyclone a few times, then walks over to the opposite side of the ring, where the ladder is located. He lifts it and slides it into the ring. By now, Psyclone has gotten to his feet, and he is heading towards the timekeeper’s table. He picks up the ring bells and slides into the ring.
TF-This is started to look dangerous already.
BE-I love this! I hope they kill each other!
TF-BRIAN!
BE-Sorry, I mean….I hope they seriously hurt each other…
Toran sees Psyclone slide in with the bell, so he drops the ladder, runs over and stomps Psyclone before the man can get to his feet. The bell slips from Psyclone’s hand as Toran lifts him to his feet. Toran kicks Psyclone in the gut, and prepares to give him the Royal Seal (3/4 neckbreaker) onto the ring bell!!!!!! But Psyclone quickly pushes him off, and Crest goes flying towards the ropes…….but he is able to stop short of running into the wire. Psyclone sees this, so he charges at Toran Crest, attempting to knock him into the barbed-wire!!! But Toran drops to the mat, and Psyclone goes sailing overhead, just barely missing the wire. However, Psyclone flies right into the barricade outside the ring!!!
TF-That HAD to hurt!
BE-Dammit, he missed the barbed-wire!!!
Toran jumps to his feet and grabs the ladder. He sets it up in the middle of the ring and begins climbing towards the brass knuckles. Psyclone gets to his feet just as Toran Crest is halfway up the ladder! Psyclone quickly slides into the ring, grabs the ring bell, and throws it up at Toran! The bell strikes Toran Crest on his left shoulder, causing him to begin losing his balance! The ladder begins tipping, but Toran hangs on, and directs the ladder so it lands on Psyclone!!!!!
TF-Holy crap almighty! He just rode the ladder right onto Psyclone!
Toran jumps off the ladder onto the mat right before it hits Psyclone. Psyclone lays on the canvas with the ladder on top of him. Toran runs towards the turnbuckle, leaps onto the top, turns, and performs a double foot stomp from the top onto the ladder!!!!!
BE-Hell yeah!!!!!!
Psyclone lies in pain underneath the ladder as Toran Crest walks towards him. Toran picks up the ladder off Psyclone and sets it up again, below the brass knuckles. He then lifts Psyclone up, and rocks him with a right hand. Psyclone wanders around dazed, until Toran comes at him with the ring bell…….but Psyclone ducks and Toran runs right into the barbed wire!!!! He flips over the top strand, and gets tangled on his way down. The ring bell drops from his hands as he screams in pain, trying to free himself. Psyclone, meanwhile, regains his composure, sees that Toran is stuck, so he begins his ascent up the ladder. Crest continues struggling, until finally the top two strands break from the turnbuckles, and he tumbles to the ring apron, still wrapped up in some of the wire.
TF-Toran is free, but Psyclone almost has the knuckles!
Psyclone begins reaching up for the brass knuckles, while Toran tries to get to his feet. Toran quickly runs over and pushes the ladder, but Psyclone is able to grab the brass knuckles….before the ladder tumbles out from under him. Psyclone is hanging onto the cable to which the knuckles are attached, while Toran positions the ladder just out of the reach of Psyclone’s flailing legs. Toran begins scaling the ladder, still wrapped in barbed wire. His ring attire is sliced up, and blood can be seen soaking through his clothes. Once Toran is at the top of the ladder, he steadies himself, and notices that he’s almost at the same height as Psyclone. Toran Crest then leaps off the ladder, grabs Psyclone’s head, and pulls him down to the mat……..with the Royal Seal (3/4 Neckbreaker)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TF-HOLY SHIT!!! The Royal Seal!!!!!!
BE-That was amazing! Psyclone’s head snapped right off the mat when he hit it! He may be injured!
The brass knuckles still hang above the ring, as both men lay motionless below them. Toran apparently came unraveled from the barbed-wire, and a small tumbleweed of barbed-wire rests on the mat as well. Finally Toran begins to stir, and he gets to his feet, holding his back. Psyclone remains unconscious on the canvas. Toran slowly maneuvers around the ring, groggily. He picks up the ladder, and places it under the brass knuckles. He postions it right over the downed body of Psyclone, pinning him to the mat. Toran then ascends the ladder, heading towards the brass knuckles. Psyclone finally starts to come around, then realizes he is trapped under the ladder. He begins wriggling around to get himself free. After a moment, he slips out from underneath it, but by now Toran is already unhooking the brass knuckles from the cable!!!
TF-Toran has the brass knuckles!
BE-And now the fun begins!
Psyclone quickly scurries up the ladder, before Toran has a chance to put the knuckles onto his fists. The two men begins slugging each other, each one trying to hold on to the ladder and not topple off onto the barbed wire below. Psyclone hammers Toran with a big right hand, obviously knocking Toran silly. Psyclone then turns his back to Toran, who is slightly hight on the ladder than Psyclone. He drapes Toran’s body over his shoulder as he keeps his balance on the ladder……and deliver’s the Vertical Horizon (Emerald Fusion) off the ladder!!!!!!!! Toran’s head gets spiked into the mat, as Psyclone drives him downwards from the top of the ladder!!!!!!!!!
TF-He killed him!!!!
BE-YES!!! Listen to the fans, Tyler……’Holy shit! Holy shit!’
TF-But look Tyler! The brass knuckles have dropped to the ring as well!
Psyclone, whose face is now heavily bloodied, stumbles about in the ring. He sees the brass knuckles lying on the mat besides Toran, so he picks up the ladder and tosses it out of the ring. Crest is still lying on the canvas, his body every once in a while spasming. Psyclone walks over and picks up the brass knuckles, fastening them to his hands.
TF-Psyclone now has the brass knuckles! This match is practically over!
Psyclone then stands for a moment over Toran’s body, both taunting him, and trying to recompose himself. Toran still doesn’t stir, so Psyclone lifts him to his feet. Toran Crest is out of it completely, and Psyclone pulls back a fist and cracks Toran with the brass knuckle!!! Toran’s body falls back to the mat, and his face is now bloody as well.
TF-Just pin him already! He may have a broken nose!
BE-No! Don’t pin him yet! More pain!
Toran Crest suddenly starts to crawl towards the ring apron, but Psyclone grabs his leg, and pulls him back into the center of the ring. Psyclone smiles as he looks around and sees the barbed wire wadded up in a ball on the mat. He carefully picks it up and places it besides Toran. Toran now starts to get to his knees, then to his feet. Psyclone just watches and waits. Toran eventually gets to his feet, and begins to turn around, as Psyclone winds up for another shot with the brass knuckles. Psyclone throws his punch, but Toran ducks it! Psyclone spins around, and Toran quickly hooks him up, and nails a big belly-to-back suplex, right onto the barbed-wire!!!!!!!!!!!!! Referee Max Parsons quickly counts………….1………………2……………………..Psyclone rolls his shoulder up!!!!!!!!!!
TF-My God, that was soooo close!!
BE-This crowd has been built to a fever pitch, and I think the climax is near.
Psyclone sits up, holding his back, which is sliced open from the wire. Toran pulls Psyclone to his feet, and headbutts him! Psyclone stumbles, but manages to stay on his feet. Toran jogs to the opposite end of the ring, and runs at Psyclone for a huge clothesline! But Psyclone catches him and spins him up onto his shoulder, setting him up for the Vertical Horizon (Emerald Fusion)!!!!!!!!!
TF-What a reversal by Psyclone!
BE-That mistake just cost Toran the match!
Psyclone positions Toran’s head right over the barbed-wire laying on the mat. But Toran begins kicking his legs, and is able to slide backwards off of Psyclone’s shoulder. Toran quickly grabs Psyclone by the arm, spins him around, and hits the Royal Seal (3/4 Neckbreaker) onto the barbed wire!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The wire sticks to Psyclone’s face as his head bounces off the ring. Toran rolls over and covers him……………..1…………………..2……………………………….3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Anna Lopez-Winner at 30:32, Toran Crest!
TF-Oh my God! What a spectacle that was! Both of those men gave everything in their bodies, and more! This definitely WAS a feud ender!
BE-Damn right Tyler. Psyclone got the brass knuckles, but they proved to be a non-factor, as Toran Crest still comes out on top.
TF-We need to break for a moment, folks. But we’ll be right back with our main event, Bud Dawg vs. Dirk Danger for the NMW title!
**COMMERCIAL**
**The camera shows a close-up of Psyclone.**
Psyclone-NMW, the only federation with enough nads to promote itself during its own show!
**Camera fades.**
**END COMMERCIAL**
**Frank Williams is shown backstage with Toran Crest, who is a bloody mess after the Feud Ender match.**
Frank Williams-Wow, Toran, we have just witnessed history here in NMW. You have just defeated Psyclone in your Feud Ender match? How does it feel?
Toran Crest-*winded* Well, Frank, it feels pretty damn good. We’ve had one of the greatest feuds in e-fed history, through two different federations. We both gave everything we had, and to tell you the truth, I’m glad it’s over.
FW-I know what you mean. The fans have been waiting forever for this encounter, and now it’s finally happened. So, where do you go from here?
Toran Crest-Well, seeing as though this is the NMW’s last show, I really don’t see…..
**Toran is cut off as Psyclone steps into the picture, half limping, and holding his stomach. He also is stained with blood.**
Psyclone-Toran, I gotta hand it to you, you gave me a hell of a match. It was worthy to be called a feud ender. And since our feud is now officially ended, I want to shake your hand.
Toran Crest-Thanks a lot, man.
**The two shake hands.**
FW-Well, guys, the main event is up next…any predictions?
Psyclone-I could care less right now…this night has been so awesome thus far, I just don’t want it to end. The NMW fans have been so great to me. I just hope that they’re all enjoying this event as much as I am.
Toran Crest-You said it Prez. As for Bud Dawg and Dirk Danger, it’s gonna be a good match. But I have a feeling that it’s gonna take something drastic to keep Bud Dawg down.
FW-Thanks for your time guys. I’ll let you get back to nursing your injuries now. Back to you, Tyler and Brian.
TF-Looks like everyone is coming together here on NMW’s last night.
BE-Bah, I’ve always known that Toran was the better man.
TF-Whatever.
BE-And now folks, it’s time for the huge main event everyone has been awaiting! The match to crown the final NMW champion! And no matter who wins…I will have picked the right man!
TF-Ok, you heel commentator you. Here we go NMW fans! This is the big one!!!
MATCH 10. Dirk Danger vs. Bud Dawg {c}=No DQ, 5 Count match for the NMW title
TF-Wait a second…did I just see that this is a No DQ match?
BE-I believe so, and I only have one thing to say….YAY!
**"California Love" by Dr. Dre and 2Pac hits and Dirk Danger walks out, to a chorus of boos. He just grins, absorbing the crowd’s jeers, and makes his way to the ring. He makes a belt motion around his waist after stepping into the ring and the fans begin to boo even louder.**
**Suddenly, "Frayed Ends of Sanity" by Metallica hits, interrupting the fans’ boos and turning them instanly into cheers, as the NMW Champion, Bud Dawg, emerges onto the stage. He flips the NMW title over his shoulder and walks down to the ring.**
The referee takes Bud Dawg’s belt and holds it up in the air for the crowd to see. He then shows it to Dirk Danger, who grabs it from him. Bud Dawg is stretching on the ropes, and when he turns around, Dirk charges at him…..and nails him with the NMW title!!! The bell rings as Dirk now begins stomping on Bud Dawg.
TF-Damn him! He’s already taken advantage of the No DQ stip!
BE-Geez, let’s not play favorites, JR.
Dirk Danger continues laying the boots to Bud Dawg, who begins fighting his way to his feet, even while getting stomped. Bud Dawg gets to his feet, and puts his hand to his forehead, and notices that he is already busted open because of the shot he took from the title belt! A look of utter anger flushes over Bud Dawg’s face as he stares at Dirk. Dirk Danger begins slowly backing up, putting his hands up as if to say that he’s sorry. Bud Dawg runs at Dirk at full speed, and takes him down with a football-type tackle. Bud Dawg then mounts Dirk, and begins wailing on him with several fierce punches!!!
TF-That’s the Dawg Pound!
BE-Dirk is busted open!!!!
The referee tells Bud Dawg to get off Dirk, which he does. Dirk too is now bleeding from the head. Dirk Danger pulls himself to his feet using the ropes. Bud Dawg then raises his hand in the air, palm open…..the crowd begins cheering!
TF-I believe he’s calling for a test of strength!!!
BE-Oh come on, I haven’t seen one of those since like 1964.
Dirk looks up at Bud Dawg’s hand and doesn’t move. After a moment, Dirk slides forward, and reaches his hand up towards Bud Dawg’s. The two men then lock their other hands. The test of strength begins with Bud Dawg gaining the advantage. Dirk leans back, but doesn’t go down. Dirk bridges his back, and is able to pull himself back to a standing position. This time Dirk begins to get the advantage, but as Bud Dawg begins to bridge his back, Dirk slips his foot behind Bud Dawg’s and trips him, causing Bud Dawg to crash to the mat.
TF-Dirk’s only offense is dirty tricks.
BE-I know, don’t ya love it?
Bud Dawg quickly gets back to his feet. He runs at Dirk, but he gets dropped by a drop toe hold. Dirk quickly locks in a reverse achilles hold, wrenching up on Bud Dawg’s leg. Bud Dawg easily reaches the ropes, and the ref makes Dirk release the hold. Dirk Danger grabs Bud Dawg by the head and lifts him up, but Bud Dawg throws Dirk’s hands off, and starts going to town on him with a flurry of punches.
TF-Bud Dawg is fired up now!
Bud Dawg backs Dirk into the corner with the punches, and then sets him up on the top rope, but before Bud Dawg can do anything, Dirk grabs his head and signals for a tornado DDT! Dirk swings out of the corner, but Bud Dawg throws him off, landing Dirk face-first on the mat! Dirk gets up, but is knocked down by a Bud Dawg clothesline. Dirk gets up again, and get’s leveled with another clothesline. Dirk gets up a third time, and this time he ducks Bud Dawg’s clothesline, reaches back and delivers a Hangman’s Neckbreaker! Bud Dawg’s head snaps back and he lays on the mat for a moment holding his neck. Dirk Danger now gets to his feet, shaking off the previous clotheslines. He sets up in a half-crouching position, waiting for Bud Dawg to get to his feet. As Bud Dawg stands, Dirk goes for a superkick, but Bud Dawg rolls out of the way! Bud Dawg goes for a clothesline as Dirk turns around, but Dirk ducks it and hits him with a Spinning Heel Kick! Dirk drops and covers Bud Dawg…………1…………………2…………………kickout!
TF-Bud Dawg easily kicks out of that cover. It’s still too early.
BE-It’s gonna take something huge to keep either one of these men down for a 5 count.
Dirk pounds the mat and gets to his feet, pulling Bud Dawg with him. He slams Bud Dawg’s face into the turnbuckle, then begins laying the boots to him, causing Bud Dawg to sit in the corner. Dirk then runs to the opposite corner, runs towards Bud Dawg and drives his knee into Bud Dawg's face! Bud Dawg’s head sways about, as Dirk lifts him back up. Dirk now lifts Bud Dawg and places him on the turnbuckle. Dirk then climbs up and hooks Bud Dawg for a superplex!
TF-High impact on the way right here!
Before Dirk can execute the superplex, Bud Dawg pushes him off, sending Dirk crashing to the mat below. Dirk quickly gets to his feet, and but Bud Dawg leaps off the turnbuckle, attempting a flying clothesline……but Dirk catches his arm in mid-air and in one swift motion, locks on a reverse armbar!!!!!! The ref gets down and checks Bud Dawg, who doesn’t tap. Instead, Bud Dawg begins pulling himself towards the ropes. Dirk sees that Bud Dawg is near the ropes, so he realeases the hold and drops an elbow right onto Bud Dawg’s spine!
BE-Dirk Danger looks like he’s going with a technical approach. What a genius!
Bud Dawg remains lying in the ring holding his arm, as Dirk Danger heads to ringside, and grabs two steel chairs! He slides them both into the ring and then slides in himself. Bud Dawg is now almost to his feet, so Dirk picks up one of the chairs, lifts it above his head, and attempts to bring it down on Bud Dawg’s head, but Bud Dawg moves! The chair bounces off the ropes and hits Dirk in the face!!! Stunned, Dirk turns around, only to find that Bud Dawg has picked up the other chair. Dirk holds up his chair to try and hit Bud Dawg, but Bud Dawg swings first and knocks Dirk’s chair back into his face!!!
BE-Bud Dawg is a cheater!
TF-WHAT?!?!
BE-He used a chair!
TF-But Dirk brought them into the ring, plus this is NO DQ!
BE-Yeah, but Bud Dawg is the face, so I’m supposed to call him a cheater!
TF-*sigh*
After hammering Dirk, Bud Dawg quickly drops and covers him…………1………………..2……………….3……………kickout! Dirk pops a shoulder off the canvas. Bud Dawg slowly lifts Dirk Danger to his feet, but Dirk hits him with a low blow! Bud Dawg doubles over, and Dirk hooks up him for the Dirk Driver (Tiger Driver)!!!!!!!! Dirk hooks both the arms, but Bud Dawg begins standing up, Dirk holds on, hanging upside down on Bud Dawg’s back!
TF-What strength by Bud Dawg!
Bud Dawg then grabs Dirk’s legs, and swings him downwards into a modified spinebuster!!!! Bud Dawg drops and pins……………..1…………………..2………………….3…..kickout! Bud Dawg begins to look frustrated. He pulls Dirk up by his head, and scoop slams him back down. Bud Dawg then places one of the chairs over Dirk’s face. Bud Dawg then climbs to the middle rope, and elbow drops right onto the chair, crushing Dirk’s face underneath! But instead of going for a cover, Bud Dawg makes a cutthroat sign to the crowd, which begins cheering. He lifts Dirk up, and throws him up over his shoulder preparing for the Leash Law (Emerald Fusion)!!!!!!!!! But Dirk quickly escapes, sliding off Bud Dawg’s shoulder and hooking him in a reverse DDT type hold. Dirk then lifts Bud Dawg’s body up and nails the Dangerous DDT (Reverse DDT Drop), right onto the steel chair!!!!!!!!!!!
BE-That’s it, it’s over!!!!!
Dirk crawls up and hooks the leg………….1……………………2……………………..3………………….4……….NO!!! Bud Dawg kicks out with authority! Dirk looks shocked and Bud Dawg is still quite dazed. Dirk quickly stomps on Bud Dawg a few times, then pulls him up by his hair. Dirk kneels down and hits a blatant low blow!!!!!!! The crowd erupts with boos. Dirk then hooks Bud Dawg up for the Dirk Driver (Tiger Driver) once again! He lifts Bud Dawg off the ground, and drops him right on his head!!!!!!!!!!
TF-My God, the Dirk Driver!!!!!
Dirk remains on top for the pinning combination…………1……………2…………….3…………..4………………NO!!!!!!!! Bud Dawg kicks out and the crowd goes nuts!!!!! Dirk now looks furious!!! Bud Dawg struggles to get to his feet. Dirk grabs the referee around the collar and begins screaming at him, while Bud Dawg is getting to his feet. Bud Dawg sneaks up behind Dirk and lifts him up for the Dawg Collar (Burning Hammer)!!!!!! Bud Dawg hits the move, sending Dirk’s body crumpling over his head, which is driven into the canvas!!!!!!!!!!
TF-Dawg Collar! It’s over!!!!!
Bud Dawg struggles for moment, then crawls over and drapes an arm over Dirk………..1………….2…………3…………..4………………….NO!!!!! Dirk somehow kicks out!!!!
BE-How in the hell did he kick out of that!?!?
Bud Dawg, in disbelief, gets slowly to his feet. He then lifts up and Dirk, and hooks him up for another Dawg Collar (Burning Hammer)!!!!!!
TF-If he hits this again, it’s over for sure!
Bud Dawg prepares to drop him, but Dirk is able to wiggle free, and he falls from Bud Dawg’s shoulders, landing behind him. Dirk quickly rolls up Bud Dawg in a schoolboy, placing all of his weight on top of Bud Dawg’s body………1……………2………….3………….4……..KICKOUT!!!! Bud Dawg somehow pushes Dirk up off of him as his legs shoot up in the air. Bud Dawg now looks to be in a bad way. Dirk gets up, screaming obscenities and flipping off the crowd. He lifts up one of the chairs, and kneels, waiting for Bud Dawg to get to his feet.
BE-Dirk’s gonna end this thing one way or another!
Bud Dawg uses the turnbuckle to pull himself up, and as he turns around, Dirk nails him with a vicious chairshot, denting the chair! But Bud Dawg doesn’t go down, and the crowd goes wild!!!!!!! Dirk winds up another chairshot, driving it down on Bud Dawg’s head again……but Bud Dawg’s just stumbles back and bounces off the ropes! This time Dirk takes a sideways swing, and nails Bud Dawg right across the side of his face!!!! This time Bud Dawg crumples to the ground, and the crowd begins booing.
TF-Just end it now, for God’s sake!
Dirk flips off the crowd again as he pulls Bud Dawg to his feet. Dirk kicks him in the gut, and delivers the Dirk Driver (Tiger Driver) onto a steel chair!!!!!!!!!!!! He remains on top……….1………..2…………3…………4…………………5!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The crowd erupts with boos!
TF-Thank God this is over…
Anna Lopez-Winner at 41:37, and NEW NMW Champion, Dirk Danger!!!
BE-Yes! The better man has won! I knew it all along!
TF-Shut the hell up Brian. Bud Dawg may need medical attention…
**In the ring, the ref hands Dirk the NMW title. Dirk Danger climbs to the top rope and holds the title over his head. The crowd begins booing again. He jumps down and leans on the turnbuckle, resting. Bud Dawg is meanwhile refusing medical attention as he struggles to his feet. Bud Dawg sees Dirk standing in the corner, and he approaches him. Bud Dawg extends his hand to the new NMW champion. Dirk reaches out and shakes Bud Dawg’s hand.**
TF-Well good, Dirk decided to be a man about it.
**The two men shake hands……….until Dirk Danger pulls Bud Dawg in and knocks him down with a short arm clothesline!!!! He then begins stomping on Bud Dawg repeatedly!**
TF-What the hell???
BE-Ok, even I admit it now….enough is enough, get off him Dirk!
**Dirk continues stomping on Bud Dawg when suddenly "The Empire Theme" hits and out comes General Leo, Scythe Blade, Crippler, and Toran Crest…The Empire! The crowd goes wild as Dirk quickly backs off of Bud Dawg, while each one of the Empire slides into the ring.**
TF-Thank God! The Empire has come to help Bud Dawg.
**General Leo steps towards Dirk Danger, while Scythe Blade, Crippler, and Toran Crest help Bud Dawg get to his feet. Leo steps face to face with Dirk and then…………..shakes his hand?!?!?!?!? Almost immediately, Scythe Blade hooks Bud Dawg and nails him with Corporal Punishment (Cobra Clutch Suplex)!!!!!! Crippler then kneels down and locks on the Crippmission (Dragon Sleeper), while Toran Crest begins stomping on Bud Dawg!!!!**
TF-What the hell is going on????? Someone stop this! The Empire has just turned on Bud Dawg!!!! Damn them!!!!
BE-Oh man, this is just too much. Somebody needs to help Bud Dawg.
**The Empire and Dirk Danger continue assaulting Bud Dawg, when suddenly "Keep Away" by Godsmack strikes up and the crowd’s boos turn to cheers, as Psyclone comes running down the ramp, along with the Soul Claimers, Soul Reaper and Bloody Skull. Psyclone has a microphone in his hand, and he and the rest of the Future stand outside the ring.**
Psyclone-STOP THIS RIGHT NOW! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON DIRK?!?!?
**Dirk signals for the Empire to stop stomping Bud Dawg. He then calls for a microphone from ringside.**
Dirk Danger-You wanna know what’s going on Psyclone? Well, I suppose I’ve kept you in the dark long enough.
TF-What the hell is he talking about?
Dirk Danger-You are such an idiot Psyclone. I’ve manipulated you this whole time. I was your chosen one to hold the NMW title. I was your friend……or so you thought. You see, everything was fine between you and me, that is until Bud Dawg came into the picture. Suddenly, Bud Dawg was the big draw for NMW. You paid attention to Bud Dawg, and as for Dirk Danger, you left me lying in the gutter!!! That’s when I decided it was time for a change in NMW. Dirk Danger is better than Bud Dawg ever was or ever will be! So I decided to manipulate you backstage until you gave me what I wanted. Some of the fans started to notice this, but you were completely oblivious to it!
**Psyclone’s face looks betrayed as he continues listening to Dirk.**
Dirk Danger-Well, eventually, I suckered you into giving me back the NMW title. But for some reason, the fans didn’t like me as the champion. So merchandise and arena attendance began to decline, lowering the funds for NMW. So instead of giving me a chance to redeem myself, you instantly put the title back on Bud Dawg!!!! But it was already too late. Fans didn’t care anymore, and you were forced to close NMW for over a year. Then when I heard about you holding this last show, I knew I had to get that title back somehow, and I decided to employ a little help. You know, it’s funny how things work out, because it turns out that the Empire were tired of being bossed around by Bud Dawg as well, and it was easy convincing them to help me. So now, I am your final NMW Champion, Dirk Danger!!!!
**Psyclone looks crushed, but he gathers himself and speaks.**
Psyclone-Hold on just one second Dirk. This isn’t over yet. I’m the owner of this federation dammit. You may have gotten the best of me up until now…..but that changes right this second. I challenge you to an NMW title match. If you win, you can keep your damn title, and go down as the last NMW Champion in history. But if I win, Bud Dawg gets the title and he’ll be the last champ.
**Dirk contemplates this for a moment.**
Dirk Danger-Well, you’re the Prez, so I can’t really deny your match. But Psyclone, don’t you think you’re a little outnumbered?
**Dirk looks around at the Empire and smiles.**
Psyclone-Not really…you have the Empire, and I have the rest of the Future. If need be, the Soul Claimers will kick your ass too!
**The crowd begins cheering again.**
Dirk Danger-Are you sure about that, Psyclone?
**Just as Dirk says this, the Soul Claimers jump Psyclone from behind. They begin pounding on him, then they roll him into the ring.**
Dirk Danger-You want a title match? You got it! One stipulation…..Lumberjack match!
MATCH 11. Dirk Danger {c} vs. Psyclone=Lumberjack match for the NMW title
TF-This isn’t fair! All the lumberjacks are on Dirk’s side, plus Psyclone has already gone through one grueling match tonight!
Dirk begins stomping on Psyclone’s body as Psyclone fights to get to his feet. The two men then get into a fist fight, until Dirk drives a knee into Psyclone’s midsection. He then hooks Psyclone up and hits the Dangerous DDT (Reverse DDT Drop)!!!
TF-Dammit!!! This isn’t fair!
Dirk rolls over and covers Psyclone………1…………….2………………..NO!!!!
BE-What guts by the President!
Dirk lifts up Psyclone and nails him with a hard knife edge chop. Psyclone fires back with one of his own. Dirk chops him again, and Psyclone whips Dirk off the ropes. Psyclone swings and misses with a clothesline, and Dirk bounces off the ropes again, knocking Psyclone down with a clothesline of his own.
TF-The lumberjacks are just waiting for their chance…
Dirk lifts up Psyclone and kicks him in the gut, doubling him over. Dirk then hooks Psyclone up for a powerbomb. He lifts Psyclone up, but Psyclone slips off of his shoulders……….and plants Dirk with a DDT!!!!! Psyclone quickly makes a cover………….1……………..2…………….General Leo slides into the ring and breaks up the pin attempt!!! The crowd boos.
BE-For once I agree with you Tyler, this just isn’t right. Psyclone has no chance.
Psyclone goes after General Leo, who quickly slides back out of the ring. When Psyclone turns around, Dirk is up, and he nails Psyclone with a superkick!!!! Dirk now drops and covers…………1………………..2………………..KICKOUT! Psyclone rolls out from under Dirk. Dirk now stands up and hooks Psyclone for a brainbuster, but Psyclone escapes it and land behind Dirk!!! Psyclone then lifts Dirk up onto his shoulders………and brings him down with the Dark Sky Bomb (Electric Chair Drop)!!!!!!! Dirk bounces face-first off the mat. Psyclone rolls him over and hooks the leg…………1………………2………………Bloody Skull slides into the ring and breaks up the pin. Bloody Skull is then followed by Soul Reaper and the rest of the Empire, as all of the lumberjacks jump into the ring and surround Psyclone.
TF-NO!!! Leave him alone!
BE-This is just plain wrong!
All of the lumberjacks begins stomping on Psyclone at once. This continues for a couple moment, when "We Be Clubbin" by Ice Cube suddenly hits and the crowd pops!!!
TF-THE PLAYERS CLUB!!!
BE-Hooray!
Muffdaddy and Chico come running out, and they are followed close behind by more of the NMW locker room. Hardkore, Rasta Marley, Lenny Boheme, Vampyre, Kyle Giard, and Funkmaster V all come running down to the ring. A huge brawl ensues between the Empire/Future and the NMW locker room. The crowd is going crazy as the ring is filled with bodies!!! The large group continues brawling as some bodies go flying out of the ring. The brawl then relocates to the outside of the ring, leaving only Psyclone and Dirk Danger lying inside. Eventually, all of the men on the outside fight their way out of the arena, to the backstage area.
TF-Now it’s even!!!!!!
Psyclone begins to stir first, and he slowly gets to his feet. Dirk then quickly gets to his knees, and hammers Psyclone with a straight jab to the groin. The crowd moans. Dirk then gets to his feet, and bends Psyclone backwards, hooking him up for the Dangerous DDT (Reverse DDT Drop)!!! Dirk tries to lift Psyclone, but Psyclone drops to his knees, with his head still being hooked by Dirk! Psyclone reaches back, grabbing Dirk around the waist. Psyclone then begins to stand up, pulling Dirk down over his shoulder!
TF-My God, what strength by Psyclone!
BE-He’s going for his move!
Psyclone struggles to keep his balance, as he hooks Dirk’s head and delivers……….the Vertical Horizon (Emerald Fusion)!!!!!!!!!!!! Psyclone rests for a moment, then puts his arm over Dirk…………1…………………….2…………………………………….3!!!!!!!
TF-YES!!!!!
BE-Psyclone has done it!
**The ref raises Psyclone’s hand and give him the NMW title. Dirk Danger just rolls out of the ring, and makes his way to the back, barely aware of what is going on. Psyclone calls for a microphone from ringside.**
Psyclone-I now would like to call Bud Dawg down to the ring.
**"Frayed Ends of Sanity" by Metallica hits and Bud Dawg emerges, being helped by the Player’s Club, to a tremendous ovation. Muffdaddy and Chico help Bud Dawg down the ramp. They then shake his hand and go backstage. Bud Dawg slowly climbs into the ring.**
Psyclone-Ladies and gentlemen…….NMW fans……I now give you, the FINAL NMW champion…….BUD DAWG!!!!
**Psyclone hands the title to Bud Dawg, who holds it above his head, and the crowd explodes in approval. "Frayed Ends of Sanity" hits once again as Bud Dawg makes his way backstage, high-fiving fans along the way, and draping the NMW title over his shoulder. Psyclone, however, remains in the ring.**
Psyclone-Well, I guess what I should have said was the final NMW champion……of the old era….
**The crowd begins talking in confusion.**
Psyclone-You see, this last show HAD to be held, as closure for NMW’s first tenure. Because as of now, I am officially re-opening New Millenium Wrestling!!!
**The crowd goes nuts.**
Psyclone-That’s right! As of now, NMW is an exclusive federation, meaning everyone, and I mean EVERYONE who is backstage right now is practically fired. NMW’s new home can be found at
http://nmwrestling2001.tripod.com/nmw/**The crowd pops again.**
Psyclone-So I want everyone reading this to contact me and join, because NMW is back, and we are here to once again revolutionize the E-fed world! But for now, this night is over, and what a night it was! I just want to thank everyone who helped me put this show together, and I wanna thank all the NMW superstars as well. But most importantly, thanks to all of you rabid NMW fans!!! Thank you for the greatest night of my life. So I’ll see you all later! Be sure to tune in to the new NMW!!!
**"Keep Away" by Godsmack hits and Psyclone leaves the arena. The camera fades to black.**