Live from the Crown Coliseum in Fayetteville, North Carolina
Your hosts are Chris Kanyon and Pamela Paulshock!
Live from the Crown Coliseum in Fayetteville, North Carolina
Your hosts are Chris Kanyon and Pamela Paulshock!
The intro from Riot Rulz cues up, and we open to the arena where the jam packed arena is cheering..
Kanyon: Welcome everyone here to Friday Night Riot Rulz!! I'm Chris Kanyon along wit Pamela Paulshock, here for Extreme Attitude Wrestling!
"Symphony of Destruction" hits as Rash makes his way to ringside. Then he turns around and signals to the back...
"Bodies" by Drowning Pool hits as Deadly Extremity comes out as well.
Pamela: And man-o-man am I glad to be here...sick of being replaced by some female wrestler who USED to be good before she went soft--speaking of which, there's the pair that put her on the shelf.
Kanyon: Well, I'm sure you wouldn't be so brave if she were here right away...
Pamela: Yeah right, I'm not scared at all at that windbag...
Kanyon: Good, because she's right behind you.
Pamela: AHHHHH!!
Kanyon: Just kidding...
Pamela: Grr...
"Wish" by Nine Inch Nails then cues up...
Kanyon: Here comes our former Cruiserweight Champion, and opponent for that slimy symbiote in the ring...
Pamela: Opponent--fodder--call her what you want. Damn...don't Savvy and Frosti look intense here tonight.
Kanyon: Too intense...
*ding, ding*
Kanyon: Here we go with what has to be one of the most freakin' weird matches I've eva seen--the symbiote vs. the skunk--
Pamela: SALUSIAN you dumb Joisey schmuck!
Kanyon: Well, I forget sometimes, but I know that Colley-chan and Mandy were--Rash seems to be having a drooling problem--tie up--and Jasmine shoving Rash backward--Rash back up--clothesline--ducked under--kick to the midsection by Jasmine--suplex is blocked--Rash reverses into his own suplex!! Jasmine back up in a shake--and Rash off the ropes--POWERSLAAAAAAAAAAAAAM by Jasmine!! Incredible!!
Pamela: Damn...Jasmine nearly slammed Rash right off of Mikey's body....and I hear in the "boxers vs. briefs" debate, he's a "none of the above."
Kanyon: Whose your sources? Missy Hyatt?
Pamela: That's my secret...and maybe Megan will be able to confirm that soon enough.
Kanyon: Jasmine pulling up Rash...Rash sent into the corner....Jasmine rushes--Rash gets the boot up--Jasmine a bit dazed--Rash springing up on the second rope--CLOTHESLINE on Jasmine! Rash back up....
Pamela: And he's a-clubberin'!!
Kanyon: ...clubbing forearms by Rash...set up--DDT on Jasmine!! Into the cover...
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ONE!
--Kickout! Rash pulls up Jasmine...set up for a running powerslam--Jasmine slides behind--GERMAN SUPLEX RELEASE!! Rash dumped on his upper back...Jasmine quickly up--trips up the recovering Rash with her tail...off the ropes--drops the leg across the throat of Rash! Into the cover!
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ONE!--shoulder up by Rash!
Pamela: Now...I don't know about Megan, but I wouldn't mind someone like Rash after me--but as it goes, Moses couldn't part those legs.
Kanyon: Well...it is rather weird to have a symbiote wanting to get his freak on with ya. Jasmine holding Rash high overhead--pure Salusian strength there--drops him in the middle of the ring! And Rash in trouble...mounted series of punches...RASH SHOVES HER OFF!! Rash pouncing on Jasmine! Right hands!! Pulls her up...sends her to the ropes--BALDO BOMB by Rash--pinning combination--
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ONE!
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TWO!!
Kickout!
Pamela: Dear Lord...this doesn't mean he'll be getting genital piercings and hanging out with wiggers.
Kanyon: Actually, he's used that move for a while--this is his first big match back. Rash pulling up the prone Jasmine...stomachbreaker by Rash! Following up with a Bow and Arrow...Rash stretching out Jasmine...but she's fighting it valiantly.
Pamela: She's...DAMN...breaking out of it--!
Kanyon: Gets the rope break--rolls to the side--grabs the leg of Rash--legdrop to the inner leg...Jasmine now with a SCISSOR SLAM....
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TWO--shoulder up! But Jasmine now grabs the legs of Rash...catapult!--Rash face first into the turnbuckle...
Pamela: Jasmine sets up Rash in a reverse DVD position--tripped up by Frosti!! Rash lands behind Jasmine--roll up..
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ONE!
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TWO!
Kickout!
Pamela: There you go...showing their support for their friend.
Kanyon: I don't think it's really friendship, it's just that they're all such snakes they get along well together--Rash pulls up Jasmine by the arm...wristlock now, and walking the top rope now...flipping neckbreaker!! Rash with a quick cover...
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ONE!
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TWO!
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Kickout!
Pamela: The referee keeping an eye on Savvy and Frosti--Why? Doesn't he trust them?
Kanyon: No...who would?
Pamela: Well, given the choice...you can only really trust me!
Kanyon: And a cop-out, not surprisingly...Rash sends Jasmine to the ropes--Jasmine coming back--throws him down to the mat on the back of the head...Jasmine hits the ropes again--FLYING CLOTHESLINE Jasmine pulling Rash back up..
Pamela: Frosti pointing out the pulling of the hair...
Kanyon: Rash HAS no visible hair!!--Jasmine wrapping her tail around--Frosti grabbing the tail of Jasmine away from Rash and yanking on it--reels in Jasmine--Savvy up on the apron--MIST!! MIST!! And...SYMBIOTE SLAM!!!! Rash with the cover--
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ONE!!
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TWO!!!
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THREE!!!
Pamela: YES!!
Kanyon: And Rash steals one, bailing out with Deadly Extremity...
"Symphony of Destruction plays and Frosti and Savvy lead Rash to the back...the temporarily blinked Jasmine wipes her eyes angrily..
**Commercial Break**
"Ride On Shooting Star" by the Pillows cues up as we come back from break...
Kanyon: Welcome back evrabuddy!! This is Chris Kanyon heah and we're back, and set to see Akiko facin' one of the tag champs--her best friend's hubby Mikey.
Pamela: Oh, and great to see that my old 'friend,' the former Paisley, was able to find work. Wow...you filled the position of "living mic stand"--I guess the WWF does know how to utilize their talent.
Kanyon: Pretty catty...
Pamela: We never got along...
Kanyon: I think I know whose fault dat was. Funny thing is, Akiko may have an even bigga mouth than you, Pam.
Pamela: Is that an innuendo? I have my lawyer on my speed-dial, you know.
"The following match up is scheduled for one fall with a 10 minute time limit. Introducing first, from Osako, Japan....standing 5'6" and weighing in at 135 lbs--Akiko Nakano!!"
Kanyon: Already building quite a following...although her comments will likely get her into trouble sooner if not later.
Pamela: It's obvious where the brains in that family went...Crush's ass, where they're doing either of them any good.
Kanyon: Now now...you wouldn't want to make Crush angry.
Pamela: That's okay--I'll just watch your water bottle and I'll have an effective early-warning system.
Akiko springs over the ropes into the ring, then gets up on the turnbuckle--mimmicks the Hardyz' gun-point pose, then hops back down.
"There's a Fire in the House" by Steve Vai cues up...
Kanyon: Just to let you know, I WON'T protect you if she tries to show up here.
Pamela: I wouldn't expect you to--just lead her away. Maybe something as simple as a stick, some string, and a Wendy's Chedder Bacon and Swiss.
Kanyon: Subtle advertising...
"And her opponent, from Mars, Pennsylvania....he's one half of the EAW Tag Team Champions! Standing 6'2" and weighing 235 lbs...'Code Red' Michael Connelly!"
Kanyon: Connelly looking in fine form tonight--this is likely to be a preview of the inevitable tag team match with both of their respective teams.
Pamela: No duh, master of the obvious...Either way, we're going to be seeing who will have the honor of being transitional champions to a real team like S&M.
Kanyon: Thank you for maintaining a neutral opinion as a commentator.
Pamela: You're PBP--I'm color--I get to say whatever I like, so NYAH-NYAH!!
Kanyon: Mature, too...
Michael hits the ring, and hands the Tag Title to the referee for safekeeping.. He then begins to climb up the turnbuckle himself, only he leaps off it gracefully into a Mutasault--goes down into the splits, then quickly kippups back up to his feet.
Kanyon: Lookin' to one-up Akiko here...and this'll be very competitive...and
*ding, ding*
there's the bell!
Kanyon: Staring each other down now--Connelly dives in--Akiko avoids...Connelly still looking to make the first move--THRUST--NO, fake-out--back kick by Connelly!! Akiko back up, and Connelly sends her to the ropes--Akiko grabs them and flips out to the outside! Michael goes after her--slides out to the outside--Akiko with a high--no, caught by Connelly--the other foot nails him in the midsection.
1!!!
Akiko up, springs up onto the apron--running--FLYING HEADSCISSORS TAKEOVER by Akiko!
3!!
Akiko up, and pulls up Michael by the hair...
3!!
Pamela: Now that's one thing NOT to do--he hates when other people touch it...Akiko goes for a snapmare--blocked--Michael locking on a full nelson!--Akiko deftly slipping out
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of it--knee to the stomach of Connelly, and an arm drag!
5!!!
Kanyon: Connelly sits up--and--OH!--ROLLING neck snap by Akiko--and a corkscrew legdrop to follow up!
6!!!
Kanyon: Pulling up Connelly--Connelly blocks the suplex--scoop up--Akiko slips behind--set up--NO, Connelly bridges up--takes her over with a suplex variation..
7!!
Pamela: Connelly rolls in...breaks the count...Akiko up...and barely able to roll in far enough to break hers.
Kanyon: Michael hits the ropes--goes for a baseball slide--Akiko rolls out of the way--Connelly back out to the outside--Akiko stands up the apron--ASAI MOONSAULT!!--ON TARGET!!
Pamela: Tosses him back in...Akiko on the apron--springboard--LEGDROP misses!!
Kanyon: Roll up by Michael!
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ONE!
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KICKOUT--and a ONE for the first pinfall attempt of the match. Michael pulling up Akiko--sends her to the ropes, a side sla--NO, swinging neckbreaker by Akiko! Michael caught off guard with that one, and back up--Akiko hits a perfect dropkick!
Pamela: Akiko quickly rushes to the ropes--Michael up--backspring elbow by Akiko! Into the cover!
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ONE!
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Kickout!
Pamela: Ahh, yes...yet another move that Akiko has blatantly stole from another wrestler, without the least bit of shame!
Kanyon: Well, there are very few moves that HAVEN'T been used--Akiko springs up on the second rope--moonsault onto--KNEES UP!! Connelly blocks the 2nd rope moonsault!!
Pamela: Youch...and it looks like Akiko's about to toss her pocky...
Kanyon: Connelly getting up now...hits the opposite ropes--Akiko up--CROSS BODY by Connelly!
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ONE!
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TWO--and NO! Not quite...and a scoop and a slam by Connelly...measures and drops an elbow....back up...grabs the ankle of Akiko..
Pamela: NOT HERE, MIKEY!!
Kanyon: Locking on an Indian Deathlock.
Pamela: Oh...and it's Native American Deathlock, Chris.
Kanyon: I think it could be Indian--as in the country "India."
Pamela: Blah...all because some man 500 years ago got lost. Mikey locking on that submission hold tight--but Akiko's pretty flexible..."virgin" my ass.
Kanyon: From what I hear that isn't exactly virgin either--AKIKO WITH THE BREAK!! Connelly breaks the hold...Akiko pulling herself up--catches a charging Connelly with a side kick! Springs up to the top rope--Connelly up--SUNSET FLIP by Akiko!!
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ONE!
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TWO!
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Reversal--Connelly pinning Akiko!
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--NO!! Akiko charging in--up and over the top rope--lands on the apron--snaps the neck of Connelly across the ropes!! Akiko with a great move there...and going up top....measures--SWANTON BOMB!!! And the cover...
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TWO
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KICKOUT!
Kanyon: The difference between her and Jeff Hardy--nearly a hundred pounds. Other than that--not much. She's just slightly more feminine and isn't as boy-crazy.
Kanyon: Connelly getting up...Akiko prepping--DIVINE WIND--caught by Connelly--reversal now--and--BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX by Connelly!! Tossed her like a ragdoll...Akiko dazed but recovering...Connelly springing out to the apron--Akiko up--CONNELLY COMET on target!! Now into the cover...
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TWO!
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SHOULDER UP!
Pamela: ....Look at him...lying on top of her like that, just inches away from groping her...
Kanyon: A pin attempt, Pammy P--and getting back up now....suplex set up--hangs Akiko out to dry on the top rope--springs off the turnbuckle--flying back kick to the chest!!
Pamela: TO THE CHEST...need I say more?
Kanyon: That answer to that will ALWAYS be "No." Connelly with a snap suplex--floatover!
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Kickout!
Pamela: Hmm...with that floatover...the cross body...and the belly to belly--Mikey seems to be favoring a lot of body-on-body on Akiko...
Kanyon: Uh...he's in a wrestling match, Pamela.
Pamela: But, STILL...it seems he's getting a bit too close to Akiko there.
Kanyon: Keep stirring it, Pamela...keep stirring it--you'll get yours. Connelly pulls her back up...another suplex coming up--blocked by Akiko, and--double leg take down!! Going for a Boston Crab...Michael blocks it--shoving her off with both feet! Kippup now--handstand by Akiko--Hurracanrana attempt blocked by Connelly--
Kanyon: What's this commotion back--
Kanyon: Akiko with right hands!! Attempted escape...slips free, and--going for the Osaka Street--
NOO!!--reversal by Connelly--Northern Lights Suplex!!
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Kickout!!
Connelly with a knee to the midsection--snap suplex again...goes for another--blocked--SMALL PACKAGE!
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TWO!
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KICKOUT!
Kippup by both--back heel kick by Connelly--caught by Akiko--set up--aaand...blocked--CONDITION RED!! Cover by Connelly--
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THREE!!!!
*ding, ding*!
"There's a Fire in the House" by Steve Vai cues up...
Kanyon: And Michael pulling up Akiko--and a handshake in show of sportmanship!
Pamela: ....I could use a barf bag right about now...
Winner by Pinfall >>> "Code Red" Michael Connelly
Kanyon: Well, Pamela showing her usual jubilation as this match wrapped up....we'll be back after these words from our sponsor.
Match was ruled a no-contest when S&M attempted a D&R on a steel chair on Dave Star, but Zen made the save, went to strike Morty but hit the referee.
**Commercial Break**
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A blank black space is shown as an acoustic version of Creed's "My Sacrifice" starts up, then the voice of EAW Superstar Blink speaks.
"I don't take what I have for granted because I'm from a place where what you can take is what you can get. I fought as hard as I could to survive that nightmare, and I'm thankful that I'm alive now, so that I can live my new passion, to thrill the fans and make them believe in me. It's the greatest feeling in the world." Then as the music picks up we see a montage of images, drawings of Blink's life in the so-called Age of Apocalypse.
"I always give thanks to God that I've survived, though I pray to the souls that didn't," Blink continues. "I live for the now. For the present... the fans? I love them deeply, and as long as they love me back, as long as they cheer me and believe I can pull off the impossible... then I know everything I accomplished, my very life? It was worth it.
"One of my greatest enemies actually complimented me by calling me a survivor," Blink concludes. "I am one. And I'll keep surviving everything life throws at me until this body I have overrides my willpower and just quits and dies. But it'll take a hell of a lot to make it quit. I guarantee that."
Creed
"My Sacrifice"
Available now at stores
The lights go dark, as the sound of a bell rings out for 30 seconds, accompanied by a faint sound of violins and a bass. After the 'sound logo' reaches it's climax, in which a horn, the strings, and bass reach full volume before cutting out with what sounds like an echoing exclamation in Japanese, the sound of a hard-edged, albeit slightly slow-tempo'd rock instrumental plays: "nWo TRIMUPH".
Pamela: What the--?!
Kanyon: Oh, lookee who's comin' out here...
Walking out, whilst holding up both his world and extreme titles, is the youngest male EAW World Champion, Michael White. He recieves boos, chants of "Whitewind sucks!"-- to which White yells, "I AM NOT WHITEWIND!" to-- and tossed drinks and et cetera-- which he brushes off his trench coat. He hops up onto the ring apron, places his belts into the ring, and jumps over the top rope into the ring. He picks up his two titles, and starts posing and generally pissing off the fans. He regards what seems to be his only fan, Pamela Paulshock, with a wink and a blown kiss, before going back to yelling obscenities at fans in the front row.
Pamela: *sigh* Ahh, you gotta love him... ^^
Kanyon: Yeah, YOU gotta love him...
He demands a mic from the timekeeper, who tosses him a cordless mic-- which he quickly snatches out of the air. He prepares to speak, getting out a simple "We-" noise, before the fans start chanting obscenities at him. He stops, waits around for them to stop-- they quiet down for a second, before picking up again as he tries to begin his beautiful soliloquie (a process which the two forces go through about 2 more times).
WHITE: Excuse me, but I find it quite annoying when you call me an "asshole." And say that "Whitewind Sucks!" when I'm trying to speak.
The crowd continues with their chanting, causing White to become quite irritated.
WHITE: Oh, SHUT UP already! GOD, you people make me sick! I'm trying to inform you braindead masses of something, and yet you keep on flapping your lips! Kanyon: Yeah, THAT'LL shut 'em up.
Pamela: They should all just shut up...
WHITE: Now, ignoring your oh-so-lovely little *INTERRUPTIONS,* I have business to take care of-- the first bit of which being the little alliance my opponents, Blink and Kirk Angel, have made. Well, aren't you two just a lovely little pair of 'flatscans?' (to quote you, Blink, my GOOD FRIEND) What a wonderful move, Lord Gokuo: Put both Blink AND Kirk in the same ring as me. That's 2 on 1. You asshole! Who do you think you are, VINCE McMAHON!?
This prompts more boos from the fans, trash being tossed into the ring.
WHITE: What!? You people don't like that little comparison? Think about it, they're the exact fucking same! They're conniving, money-oriented, power-mad assholes! Why the fuck do you think he's trying to get the belt off of my waist? He thinks of me as a THREAT. Typical of a power-man, money-grubbing, conniving bastard such as he. And I bet he's willing to screw his friend, Triple H, out of a title shot, too. Play footage of the little tape Trips sent Gokuo, Maestro.
"In fact, I think what you want is--this," Hunter says, pulling an unconscious Kyewt Yung Hardley up by her hair so she can be seen in the picture, before dropping her on her face again. "By the time you see this--I'll be hundreds of miles away. You see...I won't hurt her--much. I just need her to get what I want. You KNOW what I want, Gokuo. Just what everyone else in the EAW wants--the EAW World Title.
"No, I don't mean that you need to actually GIVE me that title--I just want a spot in that Razor's Edge Main Event. In fact--it's only fair. While Kirk and Blink both want to be champion--they've become buddy-buddy--that royally fucks over MAIKU, who will fighting in a Handicap Match until one of them would pin him--then either Angel or Blink would become champion--at least that's what they are counting on. This way...it's fair. I don't like MAIKU that much--but we have a bit of an understanding. You have until a week from now--Wednesday, December 12th--to decide. Don't make a rash decision...and I'll keep your little bitch safe with me. Deal?"
WHITE: See this, people? THIS is a man with brains, with a plan. He's a fucking genius! Steal Lord Gokuo's little fucktoy, and demand the title shot. See, while I can admit neither Hunter nor I are the best of pals, we're still seeing things eye to eye and can cooperate a bit. See, by adding HUNTER to the main event, it prevents the total bias brought on by the little friendship Blink and Angel have formed! MAYBE, just MAYBE, this will get the point through Lord Gokuo's thick skull to that atrophied hunk of tissue called a brain, and he'll give HUNTER a spot in the main event. As for the stipulation I want, I don't know as of now. I'll figure it out whenever. Provided you have the answer to Trips' question on Wednesday, I'll have the answer to yours.
He drops the mic, poses a bit more-- to fans using him for target practice (which results in him making "FUCK YOU" gestures to the crowd), and leaves the ring.
Kanyon: Oh, look... he's heading over here. Joy.
Pamela: Oh, be quiet Kanyon... HI, Mr. White!
White: Finally someone who shows respect. Hello, Pamela... well, let's see what these two have to offer, shall we?
"Rise" cues up back in the arena as the fans go absolutely crazy, cheering wildly.
Kanyon: Okay, so I guess everyone's milkin' that Creed song, Pammy! But at least Blink's a helluva lot better than those other guys!
Pamela: And here comes the Purple Girl herself! The EAW/MPRW Regional Heritage Champion!!
White: Big deal... hmph, she wins a belt from some loser promotion then makes herself a fake one just because she doesn't like how the other belt looks. Paul Trebes should just strip the title from her and be done with it.
Blink shows up at the stage, looking to the fans with the customized "X-Belt" over her shoulder. She seems to smile a little weakly... and with a *BLINK!* she teleports to the ring, wasting no time as she turns to the stage, waiting for her opponent as she rubs her shoulder.
Kanyon: Is it just me or does Blink look a little... sore here?
Pamela: A little, I guess...
White: Maybe her Mickey Mouse boyfriend fucked her a bit too hard, hm? Hahahahahahaa!!
"Name Of The Game" by Crystal Method cues up after "Rise" ... the fans (mostly the ladies) cheer as Seven comes out to the ring, looking to the cheering fans and smiling a little as he heads down to the ring casually.
Kanyon: And Seven heads down to the ring! No doubt he's a hit with the lady fans!
Pamela: 0_0!
Kanyon: Uh... Pammy?
Pamela: 0.0!
Kanyon: Pammy?! Paaammmmmieeee...
Pamela: WHO BEDDA DAN SEVEN!!! ^-^!
Kanyon: o_O; ... Okay, that came outta left field.
White: ... No kidding!
Pamela: ^.^!
Kanyon: Aaaaannnnnyhow, Seven's in, referee Nick Patrick calls for the bell and let's get a'rollin'!
Kanyon: Blink charges Seven, Seven leapfrogs, Seven goes for a clothsline but Blink ducks! Seven skids to a halt and slides under Blink's legs! Grabs and-- DRAGON SUPLEX!! One! No, Blink gets out.
Pamela: Wow, fast-paced from the get-go!
Kanyon: Seven catches Blink as she gets up... OHH, OVERHEAD SUPLEX SENDS BLINK OUTTA THE RING!! SPLAT!!
Pamela: Wait, Blink landed on her feet!! She slides back into the ring! And-- into a dropkick by Seven!
Kanyon: It's all Seven tonight, boys and girls! Blink has been unable to mount much of an offense here!
White: Both Blink and Seven are good and quick, I'll give them that. But Blink... heh, Blink didn't really get a chance to keep the EAW title back at AHE, did she? No, so she runs to this loser fed--
Kanyon: Seven whips Blink to the ropes! And-- BLINK VAULTS OVER SEVEN! And-- AGH! SEVEN WITH A SPEAR FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!! Seven is really doing a number on Blink! Why isn't she able to fight back here?!
Pamela: Wow, I don't know!
White: ... AS I WAS SAYING before I was so rudely interrupted... she runs to this loser fed the MPRW and wins the Regional Heritag title! That PROVES she's not in my league!
Kanyon: WAIT! BLINK ROLLS UP! GRABS SEVEN AND WHIPS HIM TO THE CORNER! FOLLOWS UP-- SPINNING HEEL KICK TO SEVEN'S JAW!! AND SEVEN GETS KNOCKED OUT OF THE RING!!
Pamela: FINALLY, Blink's doing something!
White: Besides being a punching bag for the pretty boy-bot here.
Kanyon: An uncharacteristally slow start for Blink tonight... Seven slides back into the ring and gets met with a DROPKICK BY BLINK! Seven's back up! AND ANOTHER DROPKICK!! Blink picks Seven up and-- AGH! CLOTHESLINE SENDS BLINK BACK DOWN! OWW!
Pamela: Yeouch!
White: Okay, THAT was painful.
Kanyon: Seven whips Blink to the corner and grabs her on the rebound! SEVEN CATCH!! ONE! TWO! NO BLINK KICKED OUT!! Blink staggers to her feet and-- REVERSE THRUST KICK BY SEVEN!! RIGHT IN THE JAW!! Seven looks a little concerned here... I think he expected more of a fight from Blink. He picks her up... BLINK FIGHTS SEVEN OFF!! She pushes him back and-- AGH!! FOREARM SMASH BY SEVEN!!! Every time Blink tries to get some offense in she fails!!
Pamela: Maybe Seven's just too damn good!
Kanyon: Not against Blink... that girl's fought dozens of opponents just as good or better than Seven, and she's done well against all of them! This isn't like Blink at all, to get squashed completely by an opponent! And you can tell Seven knows that! Though he keeps going!
White: Maybe he'll overdo it and snap that little bitch's neck. There's your "sacrifice."
Pamela: So... Blink's just having an off-night! *shrug*
Kanyon: Seven with a martial arts toss, sending Blink back down! Blink slowly staggers up-- WHOA! BURST OF SPEED!!! QUEEN SUNSET FLIP PIN BY BLINK FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!! NO, SEVEN'S TOO CLOSE TO THE ROPES! HE GRABBED THE BOTTOM RUNG AND PATRICK'S FORCING BLINK TO LET GO! Blink's slow to get up... but Seven isn't! He leaps up to the top rope, walks it... THIN RAZOR LINE!! Seven is on fire tonight!! He picks Blink up-- AND BLINK BACK ROLLS BEHIND SEVEN!! She's not giving up!! NO! SEVEN BACKHANDS BLINK!! AND... SEVEN END!! IT'S OVER!! ONE! TWO! THR--NO!! BLINK KICKED OUT!!
Pamela: Wow!!
White: Typical slow count from an idiot referee.
Kanyon: Blink's never-say-die mentality's kicked in!! She's not giving up just yet!! Blink rolls to her feet... Seven charges! Blink side-steps! AND-- FACECRUSHER BY BLINK!! Seven's back up! ARM DRAG BY BLINK!! Blink slides under Seven's legs! DRAGON SLEEPER!!! Seven tries to get out... he does! Seven's too fresh an opponent and Blink's taken all that punishment already!! AGH! FURY'S RISE!! BLINK'S BACK DOWN! Seven whips Blink to the corner... this could be it! It... IT IS! SEVEN O' CLOCK SHADOW!! It's over! One! Two! Three! NO! NO! NO! BLINK GOT A SHOULDER UP AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND?! HOW!!!
Pamela: Agh! Seven was so close to winning!!
White: IDIOT!! COUNT FASTER, PATRICK! YOU FUCKING MORON!!
Kanyon: It would've been a huge upset! Blink's still slow to get up... AND SEVEN WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK TO BLINK! Seven picks Blink up... whip to the ropes... BLINK SLIDES UNDER SEVEN'S LEGS! But Seven quickly turns around and catches Blink with a hurricarana!!! OHH! Man, this is weird!! Blink's NEVER this sloppy!
Pamela: Maybe something DID happen here...
White: Or maybe she's just showing how good she REALLY is.
Kanyon: Blink's down... Seven looks like he's going to finish her off... he's climbing the top rope... BLINK'S UP! SHE KIPPUPED AND-- SUPERKICK RIGHT IN SEVEN'S STOMACH! BOTH COMPETITORS ARE DOWN!!
1 . . . . . 2 . . . . . 3 . . . . . Kanyon: Seven's getting up a bit faster... Blink's yet to get up...
4 . . . . . 5. . . . . Kanyon: Seven's up! Blink's half-way up! DROPKICK TO BLINK'S HEAD! OUCH! Seven gets Blink up... whip-- NO, REVERSAL! AND-- BACK BODY DROP BY BLINK! SHE'S NOT GIVING IN!! Seven gets up a bit slowly now... ARM DRAG BY BLINK! Seven's up-- AGH! ANOTHER CLOTHESLINE sends Blink back down! Once again, hardly any offense from Blink!
Pamela: Well, maybe that fight back in the MPRW took something out of her... maybe...
White: Against Jason the Terrible... yeah, right...
Kanyon: But we're just grasping at straws there... OH! BLINK THROWS A THRUST KICK INTO SEVEN'S HEAD!! SEVEN JUMPS BACK THOUGH! BLINK CHARGES IN-- AGH! SEVEN END!!! For the win! One! Two! Thr--NO!?!!
Pamela: o_O;;
White: Oh, for CHRIST'S SAKE!!
Kanyon: Blink STILL GOT A SHOULDER UP!! Seven's got a mix of concern and fustration in his eyes here! Seven gets Blink up... Irish whip-- reversal by Blink! And-- NECKBREAKER BY BLINK! ROLLING LEG DROP! Blink climbs the top rope!! AND-- SWANTON BOMB!!!! WOW!! WHAT SECOND WIND BY BLINK! Seven's picked up... DROPKICK BY BLINK! Blink picks him up again and... SPINNING DRAGONRANA PIN! ONE! TWO! NO, SEVEN GETS OUT! Blink grabs up Seven... looks like she's signalling for the Swingbreaker! She whips him to the ropes... BLINK MISSES THE GRAB! AND SEVEN CAPITALIZES!! ANOTHER SEVEN END!!! ONE! TWO! THREE!!!
Pamela: ... Wow...!!
Kanyon: We have an upset!! SEVEN WINS OVER BLINK!
Winner: Seven by pinfall
Kanyon: What a match! But Blink was visibly off tonight! It could be because of her match at the MPRW, but we don't know!
Pamela: At least Seven's being a sport and helping Blink out of the ring... poor girl doesn't seem to stand up too well under her own power! What happened to her?!
White: Who cares... I got some business to deal with now...
White takes the chair he was in, folds it up, and tosses it in the ring-- conveniently striking the ref and leaving him downed!
Kanyon: WHA--?! WHITE JUST KOed the ref! He's kicking him a few times... and-- AGH!!! HE JUST COLD-COCKED BLINK IN THE HEAD WITH THAT BELT! Seven tries to stop him-- NO!! OMIGOD, WHITE JUST MACED SEVEN!! Seven's down hard! NOW HE'S MACING BLINK!!
Pamela: The champion's picking up the business tonight!!
Kanyon: NOW what's he doing?!
White places the title on the mat, puts her into a suplex position, and releases into a Lygerbomb-- her head spiking the belt's front plate!
Kanyon: WHOA!! WHITE WITH AN ORANGE CRUSH BOMB!! THAT MOVE'S DIFFICULT TO PULL OFF AND HE DID IT PERFECTLY!!
Pamela: Trash talk time!! ^_^
He snatches the belt from beneath, grabs Blink by the hair, and rubs it in Blink's face.
WHITE: You want this, bitch!? Yeah, I know you do!! No way you're getting it back, you dirty little fucking slut! Tell your GOOD PAL Kirk Angel the news, bitch! I'm king! I AM THE FUCKING KING! HAHAHAHA!
He drops her back onto the mat, face first, and gives her a HUGE, stiff kick to the face, before walking out to "nWo TRIUMPH (w/o Sound Logo)."
Kanyon: Damn!! An emphatic message from the EAW World champion! We're out of time here! For Pammy Paulshock this is Kanyon! See ya! Wouldn't wanna be ya!