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| July 7th - 2003 |
| Delta Center |
| Utah, Salt Lake City |
A fansy little commercial plays over The New TNN in America, TSN in Canada, and Fox 8 in Australia, promoting what will be showing over the networks throughout the month of July. Once the ad is complete, a notice appears on screen, reading:
ALL ACTS & STUNTS HAVE BEEN
PERFORMED BY PROFESSIONALLY TRAINED ATHLETES
PLEASE DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME
The text remains on screen for a few moments before slowly fading away. The United Wrestling Federation (UwF) opening film clip begins to play over the networks. The opener completes itself with the UwF Logo racing across the screen. A huge countdown clock then appears on screen. Fans can be heard in the background, cheering.
Jason Weatherman: Its countdown time to Beach Blast this Sunday! .. But tonight its Massacre live from Salt Lake City!
Paul Springer: Errr.. Yeah!
Massacre's theme and opening clip begins to play following Paul's word(s). When the video clip completes itself, a camera switches live, this time at ringside within a darken Delta Center. Pyros begin to blast from the rafters, down on the stage area. Fans go wild with cheers as the pyros lighten the arena with various colours. Once the pyros are complete, the arenas lights flash on. The camera crew zoom the camera out real fast to view the Massacre stage set in full.
The camera crew focus on the stage setup for a few moments before switching to a different camera that pans around the jacked up crowd, flicking to different shots every few seconds to give that real psyched up feeling.
Jason Weatherman: Over 19 thousand Fans have sold out the Delta Center here in Utah for UwF Massacre! .. Hello everybody im Jason Weatherman alongside Paul Springer, and we are at ringside! .. And what a night we have installed for you all tonight!
Paul Springer: Mmm-Yes.. A few crap ass matches and our Main Event! .. Crap ass 2-D and even crap ass'er Jackson Thomas taking on The Diabolical Alliance baby!
Jason Weatherman: You really do have a way with words.. Anyhow, the countdown is also on as I said moments ago! .. We are six days away from Beach Blast, live on pay-per-view! .. One championship match has already been booked for the event, though many more are expected to be thrown out throughout Massacre and Tornado! .. Who will fight who!?! .. What championships will be decided!?! .. Time will most certainly tell!
Massacre's theme slowly fades off before "Mankind's First Theme" by WWE begins to play.
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MATCH ONE
SCHEDULE FOR ONE FALL
REFEREE: JIMMY STANTON
NON TITLE
TYPHOON & LLOYDSTER VS
HARLEY SHOT & JACK KAGE
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The camera switches one last time, this time showing the stage area just as all the lights go out. A red light slowly begins to light up the stage, ramp and ring areas. Typhoon bursts out from behind the curtain, gaining a fair amount of cheers from the crowd.
Jason Weatherman: .. What a way to kick off Massacre! .. Typhoon set to tag with Lloydster in tag team action!
Paul Springer: Did you just get laid or something??? .. Cause your too damn happy!
Jason Weatherman: Aren't I allowed to be??? .. This is Massacre Paul! .. The very last Massacre before Beach Blast this Sunday! .. The emotions are high! .. The tension is high! .. Face it Paul, its set to be an awesome event, and the matches aren't even booked!
Typhoon poses alittle on the stage area, pumping the crowd up even more before heading down the ramp way.
Susanna May: The following tag team contest is schedule for one fall! .. Making his way to the ring first, from Houstin, Texas! .. Weighing in at 324 pounds! .. Typhoon!!!!
Typhoon jumps up onto the apron, stepping into the ring over the top rope. He quickly moves to the centre of the ring before raising both arms. He drops them, setting off pyros from all four ring posts. The arenas lights flash back to normal as this happens. Typhoon once again raises his arms, this time doing so for the Fans.
Jason Weatherman: What a Star in the making! .. You know Paul, I've said it once before, and I'll say it again.. If Typhoon got his act into gear and figured out exactly what he wants in this buisness, then he could make a fine Champion here in the UwF!
Paul Springer: Meh??? .. Baboon sucks Jase, face that! .. He's a jobber that deserves to be in the opening match!
Jason Weatherman: Your unbelieveable!
Paul Springer: Why thankyou.. And stuff..
Typhoon's music comes to an end as "BOOM!" by System of a Down begins to play. The arena erupts with boos as the camera pans around to view the stage area once again. Lloydster slowly makes his way out from the back stage area, showing a real big game face.
Jason Weatherman: Now here is a real disgrace of a Superstar..
Paul Springer: Huh???
Jason Weatherman: Lloydster.. A disgrace.. His actions these past few weeks have been uncalled for, and dead wrong.
Paul Springer: That big bastard may of put me out, but he rules Jase! .. He's evil! .. If someone can take out The Superior Springer, then they deserve all the respect in da world!
Jason Weatherman: Your seriously messed up, you know that???
Paul Springer: Im a Springer.. Nuff said!
Lloydster makes his way down the ramp way, stopping from time to time to yell alittle trash out at front seated Fans. They happily hand the trash talk back at Lloydster, and this seems to somewhat annoy the giant.
Susanna May: His tag team partner! .. From Newport, South West! .. Weighing in at 295 pounds! .. Lloydster!!!!
The Utah crowd fire up with "You Suck!" chants following Lloydster's introduction. Lloydster immediately begins to react to these chants, snatching signs and posters from some of the front row Fans, ripping them into pieces before throwing them back.
Jason Weatherman: Come to think about it Paul, you are a Springer, so anything is possible.. But off the subject completely, was that really necessary!?!
Paul Springer: What the hell are you talking about dumbass???
Jason Weatherman: Lloydster! .. Ripping all those Fan signs! .. Was it really all that necessary!?! .. Not a God damn bit! .. One of those signs belong to a damn eight year old for pete sakes!
Paul Springer: Haha! .. Classic!
Jason Weatherman: Classic!?! .. CLASSIC!?!?! .. The poor little fella probably sat up all damn night last night making that sign up for tonight! .. What a no good, sorry son - of - a - b*tch is Lloydster!
Paul Springer: .. ..
Finally, Lloydster climbs up onto the apron and steps into the ring via the top rope. He taunts Typhoon and the Fans alittle as his theme fades out. "Gravity" by Audiovent then begins to play. The Fans boos turn to nothing but cheers, with the camera panning around to view the stage area as the arenas lights go out. Blue pyros explode out from either side of the stage area, erupting the Fans cheers even more. Once the pyros are complete, the arenas lights flash back on, with Harley Shot standing at the top of the ramp way with both arms raised.
Jason Weatherman: He's one of Australia's greatest exports Ladies and Gentlemen! .. Harley Shot! .. And he may not like it too damn much, though he's set to tag here in this match-up with Jack Kage, which promises to be something special!
Paul Springer: Wait just a damn minute! .. I am Australia's greatest export!
Jason Weatherman: Please yourself Paul, though I did say Harley Shot was "one of" Australia's greatest exports..
Paul Springer: Oh.. Meh well.
After working up the crowd for a few moments, Shot begins to jog his way down the ramp way, tapping the Fans hands that sit in the front rows.
Susanna May: Their opponents! .. First! .. From New South Wales, Australia! .. Weighing in at 254 pounds! .. Harley Shot!!!!
Shot reaches the bottom of the ramp way. He points up at Lloydster and Typhoon, yelling out alittle trash as his theme cuts off. "Down With The Sickness" by Disturbed begins to blast the air waves, sending the crowd even more wild with cheers.
Paul Springer: Why are these people cheering for that crap ass Kage???
Jason Weatherman: Its out of pure respect! .. Jack Kage has been through a junk load the past few weeks thanks to Lloydster, though he continues to fight back with everything he's got! .. And for that, these Fans quite obviously applaud Jack and his style.
The camera pans around quickly just as Jack Kage walks out on stage. He stops at the top of the ramp way, slowly raising both his arms out whilst staring quite coldly down toward Lloydster. Without saying a word or even showing any real emotion, Kage begins to slowly head down the ramp way, not taking his eye off Lloydster.
Susanna May: His tag team partner! .. From Las Vegas, Nevada! .. Weighing in at 225 pounds! .. Jack Kage!!!!
Kage gets a real positive response from the Fans after his introduction.
Jason Weatherman: Will he be our next Hardcore Champion after Beach Blast this Sunday???
Paul Springer: Who???
Jason Weatherman: Jack Kage..
Paul Springer: Pfft! .. He should be huge introduced as the UwF's Biggest Jobber!
Jason Weatherman: Wait a sec Paul.. I wasn't asking for your opinion out loud.. It was simply a comment out to our viewers across the globe, thats it.
Paul Springer: So what are you saying??? .. That im not entitled to my opinion??? .. That I can't talk outta loud even though my crap ass job requires me to talk??? .. Huh!?!
Jason Weatherman: Not at all! .. Man your a frustrating guy!
Kage walks strait past Shot, not even taking him into account. The camera switches to view Typhoon and Lloydster inside the ring, just standing and waiting. Lloydster looks alittle worked up aswell, though he's being held back by Referee Jimmy Stanton. Kage slides into the ring, jumping back to his feet quickly once fully in. Lloydster pushes Jimmy out of the way, storming toward Kage with a clothesline. Kage ducks, getting in some awesome right hand punches strait to the skull of Lloydster as Jimmy calls for the bell to start this one. Typhoon is seen leaving the ring and standing in his corner whilst Shot can be seen walking around the ring to his corner, where he climbs up and begins to eagerly wait for his opportunity. The action continues inside the ring, with Kage really pounding in some great shots on Lloydster. Kage runs into the ropes, attacking Lloydster with a thunderous clothesline. This only makes Lloydster stumble back a few feet however, so Kage runs into the ropes once again, hitting yet another powerful clothesline. Kage is shocked as once again, Lloydster is still standing.
Jason Weatherman: Two rather rough clotheslines from Jack Kage and Lloydster is still standing!?!
Paul Springer: Didn't The Superior Springer yell you that Lloydster kicks major anus???
With the crowd completely behind Kage, Kage decides to give it one last try, running back into the ropes. He uses the ring ropes this time as a sling, powering himself up into the air. Kage goes for one huge clothesline, though Lloydster see's it coming, lifting up his large right leg and connecting with a very harsh looking big boot.
Jason Weatherman: Good God what a modified big boot there by the 295 pound Lloydster!
Paul Springer: Its move like dat that make Lloydster a force dat can't be denied, and thats why he will be our next, and first, Hardcore Champion of tha U-Dubba-F!
Jason Weatherman: You know Paul.. You could very well be right on that one.
Lloydster stumbles quickly into his corner, tagging Typhoon quite unexpectedly. Lloydster rolls out of the ring as Kage climbs back to his feet. Typhoon looks out to Lloydster, questioning why Lloydster wanted out so quickly. As this is happening, Kage races over to Typhoon, hitting him with a drop kick that sends Typhoon off the apron, right into Lloydster.
Paul Springer: What is that crap ass Baboon doing!?!
Jason Weatherman: It was a mistake for pete sakes! .. Kage knows what stands before him, so why not take an open opportunity whenever he can???
Paul Springer: Meh??? .. Baboon sucks! .. Thats all I said!
Kage taunts both Typhoon and Lloydster to bring it, though whilst on the outside, Typhoon and Lloydster begin to argue. Back inside the ring, Kage really rev's himself up. The camera switches to the outside, viewing the arguement between Typhoon and Lloydster. Suddenly from out of no where, Typhoon lashes out with some right hand uppercuts to Lloydster.
Jason Weatherman: Typhoon's had enough of Lloydster's crap!
Paul Springer: Now what is Baboon doing!?! .. Thats his partner!
Typhoon follows the uppercuts up with an irish whip strait into the ring stairs. The crowd really gets behind Typhoon as he does this. Typhoon then slides into the ring, where he's met by some large stomps from Kage. Typhoon gradually makes his way back to his feet, fighting back as soon as he's back up. Typhoon then irish whips Kage into the ropes, with Shot tagging himself in as Kage hits the ropes. Typhoon hits a tilt whirl slam on Kage as Shot enters the ring. Shot comes from behind, wacking Typhoon with some hard clubs to the back of the neck.
Jason Weatherman: A blind tag right there, though never the less Harley Shot is now the leading man for the Shot/Kage team.
Paul Springer: Leading man??? .. Shot can't even organize himself in the ranks let alot lead anything!
Jason Weatherman: Your really gonna get yours someday Paul.. Really..
Shot runs into the ropes behind Typhoon, taking the big red giant down with a falling neckbreaker. Shot hooks Typhoon's leg quickly following the move, [ 1.. 2.. ].. Typhoon kicks out. Shot picks Typhoon up, pushing him into the ropes before attempting an irish whip, which is reversed. Typhoon connects with a spinebuster on Shot. Kage is now back to his feet, throwing in some right hands on Typhoon since he doesn't know that he was blind tagged. Kage backs Typhoon right up into the ropes before taunting him alittle as he takes a few steps back. Kage then runs at Typhoon, attempting a clothesline that would send Typhoon up and over the top rope. Typhoon ducks however, sending Kage up and over the top rope, leaving nothing but the open floor on the outside to break Kage's fall.
Jason Weatherman: Oh now thats really got to hurt folks!
Paul Springer: Thats what happens when your a complete dumbass like Jack.
Jason Weatherman: Kage isn't a "dumbass"! .. He took a risk, but it never paid off! .. I wouldn't consider it to be foolish, or in your words, a "dumbass" act!
Paul Springer: Yeah, well I do!
Lloydster can be seen rolling back into the ring as Typhoon picks Shot back up, taking Shot down within moments with a standard suplex. Typhoon jumps back to his feet, holding up his arm. This really hypes the crowd up, knowing what this signal means.
Jason Weatherman: Eye of the Storm may be coming up here!
Paul Springer: This is SO crap ass Jase!
Typhoon continues to line up Shot as Shot slowly begins to climb back to his knees. Then, from out of no where, Lloydster jumps Typhoon, hitting him with a toe kick before hoisting him up onto his shoulders. Lloydster begins to yell out in a huge fit of rage before slamming the big Typhoon down with The Arsenal. The Salt Lake City crowd begins to erupt with boos as Lloydster jumps back to his feet, spitting down on Typhoon before sliding out of the ring.
Jason Weatherman: For God sakes, why did Lloydster do that to Typhoon!?!
Paul Springer: He's had enough of Typhoon's crap! .. How easily your crap ass forgets about what Baboon did to Lloydster on the outside!
Jason Weatherman: .. Well wheres Lloydster going now!?!
Lloydster begins walking up the ramp way, giving the crowd the finger as he does so. The camera flicks back to the ring area, showing Shot finally pulling himself to his feet. He notices Lloydster leaving, and then notices Typhoon down and out. Shot gives the crowd abit of a quick signal before leaping over Typhoon and running up one of the corner turn buckles. Shot then jumps off the top rope all in one fast move, hitting Typhoon with the Lesson Learnt. The Fans jump to their feet as Shot makes the cover, [ 1.. 2.. 3.. ].. Jimmy calls for the bell as Shot's theme begins to play.
Susanna May: The winners of this contest! .. Jack Kage and Harley Shot!!!!
Shot raises to his knees, holding his arms in the air in victory.
Jason Weatherman: Harley has done it again folks! .. What a perfect victory for him and Jack Kage here tonight on the final Massacre before Beach Blast!
Paul Springer: You totally suck ass with that crap ass promoting stuff.. And stuff..
Jason Weatherman: Yeah, and your a complete joker!
Paul Springer: Was that a good comment??? .. ..
Jason Weatherman: Grrr!
Shot jumps back to his feet, walking to one of the corners. He climbs up onto the second rope, raising his arms once again. The camera suddenly switches to view the ramp way where Dreg can be seen, running down the ramp way with a steel chair. He slides into the ring, jumping back to his feet once in the ring. The Fans react fairly, not exactly knowing what Dreg's intensions are.
Paul Springer: Huh??? .. Who's this???
Jason Weatherman: Well, I bet you'd like me to say its a Fan thats trying to get near you, though we all know thats basically impossible.. Anyhow! .. Its Dreg.
Paul Springer: What did you's say about me's??? .. And who's Dreg???
Jason Weatherman: Dreg is Dreg.. The man you see in the ring right now.. Why he's there, I dont know.. He's got his debuting match up next against Twizted, who is also debuting aswell.. Im perso- - -
Just as Jason is talking, Dreg runs up behind Shot, wacking him in the back with the steel chair.
Jason Weatherman: - - - What in God's name!?!
Paul Springer: Errr.. I think we know what Drug is doing out here now.. And stuff..
Jason Weatherman: His name is Dreg, Paul.. Dreg! .. But why did he clock Harley with that chair!?!
Before Shot can fall out from the corner, Dreg tangles up his legs, making him hang upside-down from the corner turn buckle. Shot's music is quickly cut off, and the Fans begin to run all over Dreg with boos and various chants. Dreg raises the steel chair in the air with one arm, signalling something to the crowd. Kage rolls into the ring, stumbling back to his feet. He attempts to throw a punch at Dreg, obviously attempting a save, though Dreg ducks the punch. Kage is then nailed big time with the steel chair, which only draws more heat from the Fans.
Jason Weatherman: And now Jack Kage gets the steel chair! .. But what in the hell for!?! .. Why is Dreg singling out Harley Shot!?!
Paul Springer: Hey wait.. Isn't Dreg that guy that says somethin like you should hate me cause I hate myself???
Jason Weatherman: Thats him.
Paul Springer: Well then! .. The Superior Springer may just have a liking for this dudes style!
Dreg stares down at Kage, who is now busted wide open. He slowly turns his head to look at Shot, who is still tangled upside-down in the corner. Dreg looks at the steel chair one more time before dashing toward Shot. Dreg then slides down, hitting Shot with a baseball slide strait to the face, however, Dreg throws the chair infront of his feet, making the chair also smash right into Shot's face, thus completing the Grievences. Shot falls strait to the mat following the move, completely knocked out and busted open badly. The Fans begin to chant "Holy Shit!" as Dreg slowly climbs back to his feet with a sick, twisted smirk on his face.
Paul Springer: Oh yeah baby! .. Now that is absolutely bloody awesome!
Jason Weatherman: Oh come off it! .. That move, known as Grievences, is bad enough on its own without the steel chair involved like Dreg just used! .. But why for christ sake!?! .. Why Harley Shot damnit!?!
Paul Springer: Meh??? .. Meh-Meh-Bleh..
Jason Weatherman: Yeah Paul! .. Do your thing and continue playing off to be a stupid idiot! .. I'll just sit here and do all the friken work, working my ass off to try and make a something for myself in this industry while you just sit there! .. Be an idiot! .. And somehow make better ratings than I!
Paul Springer: Woah! .. Where did dat come from???
Jason Weatherman: I've had enough Paul! .. Really!
Dreg looks down at Shot, then at the badly dinted chair, and then around at the Fans. Twizted's theme suddenly begins to play. Dreg makes a quick head movement, looking up at the stage area.
Paul Springer: Huh??? .. Now what???
Jason Weatherman: Well, I've just been given word that this freak show is continuing!
Paul Springer: Huh???
Jason Weatherman: Dreg versus Twizted you idiot! .. Right now! .. Dreg's dragged his carcass out into the ring, so the show will move forward!
Paul Springer: My main man Hella must want to save the show for something big.
Jason Weatherman: You'd love to think that, though that selfish first class ass Hella isn't in the building tonight, so that throws that out the window!
Paul Springer: What!?!
Jason Weatherman: Thats right! .. The devil himself is out of town on buisness in talks with a new partnership! .. What is for sure though is that we need to take a quick commercial break! .. Dreg and Twizted set to lock horns strait after the break! .. We'll be right back!
The camera switches to view the stage area. Twizted soon makes his way out on stage.
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MATCH TWO
SCHEDULE FOR ONE FALL
REFEREE: GERALD STANLEY
NON TITLE
DREG VS TWIZTED
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Twizted looks strait down at Dreg as he gives abit of a pose. The Massacre Logo soon appears on screen, taking the UwF to commercial break.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Massacre's Logo appears, staying on screen for a few moments before bringing you back live to the Delta Center. Twizted is making his way down the ramp way, and the bell is rung.
Susanna May: The following contest is schedule for one fall! .. Making his way to the ring! .. Weighing in at 240 pounds! .. Twizted!!!!
The Fans continue to boo, more or less because of Dreg's actions. The camera switches to view Dreg once again, and he's basically in the ring telling Twizted to bring it.
Susanna May: And his opponent! .. In the ring! .. From Toronto, Canada! .. Weighing in at 245 pounds! .. Dreg!!!!
The crowd roar with boos following Dreg's introduction. Dreg tells them off alittle with trash talk, though it isn't long before he turns his attension back to Twizted.
Jason Weatherman: Welcome back folks! .. We are live from Utah! .. We thank you all for tunning in from wherever you are across the globe! .. Beach Blast is this Sunday as we've been reminded you all week long! .. Make sure you phone up your local pay-tv providers and get that one booked! .. That isn't the case right here though! .. What is the case is basically Dreg, who came down to the ring before the commercial break equiped with a steel chair! .. He took out Harley from behind, and then Jack Kage! .. Dreg wasn't done however, using the steel chair one more time to hit Harley Shot with the Grievences! .. And now we're jumping strait into this match-up! .. Dreg, debuting one on one with Twizted, who is also debuting!
Paul Springer: This Dreg guy really kicks some anus Jase! .. He dont look to be afraid of Twizted at all!
Jason Weatherman: Take the damn steel chair away from him and we'll see!
Twizted holds back alittle once at the bottom of the ramp way. He scouts Dreg out alittle before storming into the ring. Dreg lifts the chair up over his head, attempting to wack Twizted with it. This doesn't go down however, with Referee Gerald Stanley already in the ring. Gerald grabs ahold of the chair before Dreg can conflict any harm. This of course allows Twizted to climb back to his feet. With Dreg distracted by Gerald, Twizted takes the advantage, spinning Dreg around and laying in some lefts and rights. Gerald can be seen to one side, removing the chair from the ring. E.M.T's are also on scene, loading Kage and Shot onto stretchers. Back in the ring, Twizted pushes Dreg up against the ropes before throwing him across the ring with an irish whip. Twizted ducks down, hoping to lift Dreg up and over with a shoulder back toss. This doesn't happen though, with Dreg countering Twizted with a knee smash.
Jason Weatherman: Nice counter there by Dreg.. As you can see though, Jack Kage and Harley Shot are being carried off on the outside on stretchers.. Dreg is behind the attack.. It looks more like Dreg only intended to pin on Harley, though Kage attempted to come to Harley's aid, only to be taken out aswell.. Why did Dreg do what he did??? .. Who knows.
Paul Springer: Errr.. Tell me Jase, why does there always need to be an answer for every action??? .. Ya know, theres a saying that goes "actions speak louder than words".. There ya go Jase! .. Dreg attacked Harley Shot obviously cause he's got a problem with him! .. How much more difficult can it be to figure that one out!?!
Jason Weatherman: Fair enough if Dreg has a grudge against Harley, though Harley has done nothing to Dreg! .. Not even a mere bad comment! .. So what would drive Dreg to do such a thing!?!
Paul Springer: Meh.. Well, you heard his little saying more than once on The UwF Network.. All his tools mus'nt be tuned in upstairs, how the hell do I know dumbass!?!
Twizted stumbles right back up to his feet. Dreg grabs him by the back of the head, running into one of the corner turn buckles before smashing Twizted's head into the top turn buckle. Twizted stumbles out from the corner, only to be grabbed once again by the back of the head and smashed into the top turn buckle across the ring. Twizted once again stumbles out from the corner. Dreg quickly comes up behind him, taking him down moments later with a high angle backdrop.
Jason Weatherman: Beautiful take down there by Dreg, who is quite obviously trying to keep on top of the ball game here in his debutting match with Twizted.. We do know alot of eyes are watching both men in the higher compartment, therefore the pressure is on alot more.
Paul Springer: Thats it!
Jason Weatherman: What???
Paul Springer: Thats why Dreg beat the crap outta Shot! .. Its all about showing everyone what he can do! .. My main man Hella loves to see people destroyed, so what better way to make an name for yaself then by taking someone out!?!
Jason Weatherman: You could be right on the mark there Paul.. Though I do hope Jack and Harley aren't "out" after what took place.
Paul Springer: Ahh, who cares about them.. I am right! .. Thats all that matters Jase!
Jason Weatherman: Yeah, Yeah.. Good for you Paul.
Dreg quickly gets back to his feet, exitting the ring. He runs along the apron before climbing up one of the corner turn buckles. Dreg gives the crowd abit of a signal, roaring them up with boos alittle more. He then jumps off the top turn buckle, attempting to hit Twizted with a frog splash. This doesn't occur though, with Twizted rolling out of the way just in-time.
Jason Weatherman: Ohhh, that can't go down well for Dreg!
Paul Springer: That wasn't cool at all! .. It was a damn rookie mistake!
Jason Weatherman: Indeed, though I think it all returns to the fact that so many people from the creative department are watching, so Dreg really needs to open up and take those sort of risks.
Twizted slowly climbs back to his feet, trying to shake himself off. Dreg rolls around the ring alittle, obviously in alittle pain. Twizted picks Dreg up, irish whipping him strait into one of the corner turn buckles. Twizted attempts to follow up the attack with an irish whip, though Dreg counters Twizted with an elbow as Twizted runs toward him. Twizted stumbles out from the corner. As he does this, Dreg climbs up onto the second turn buckle rope, jumping off and taking Twizted down to the mat hard with a bulldog. Dreg turns Twizted over, hooking the leg as he yells out to Gerald, [ 1.. 2.. ].. Twizted kicks out.
Jason Weatherman: A close one there for Dreg, though Twizted kicks out after two.
Paul Springer: Dreg looks pissed about that kick out Jase! .. Maybe he might make Twizted his third victim!
Jason Weatherman: If theres a God in this world, then I hope that will not be the case.
Paul Springer: Woah.. I just thought about it.. What a HUGE role Dreg would be on if he took out three dumbasses in his first night!
Jason Weatherman: Quite the accomplishment, though once again, I hope thats not the case.
Dreg climbs back to his feet, not looking very happy at all about the kick out. He drags Twizted back up, pushing him into the ropes before irish whipping him. Dreg tries to follow up with a clothesline, though Twizted ducks and runs into the opposite ropes. Dreg quickly spins around, though before he is able to react, Twizted takes him down with a spinning wheel kick. Twizted then jumps back to his feet quickly with all he's got. He exits the ring, running along the apron before climbing up the corner turn buckle. Twizted awaits for Dreg to get up on the top turn buckle, occasionally taunting.
Jason Weatherman: Twizted looks set to try something big here.. Once again folks, this match is all about proving what you can do for the UwF.. Alot of eyes are watching, and the pressure to win is most certainly on!
Dreg stumbles back to his feet, looking as though he dont know where he is. Twizted is just about to leap himself from the top rope, though before he can, Dreg notices Twizted's position. Dreg quickly stumbles into the ring ropes, making Twizted lose his balance, thus falling strait down on his crotch on the top ropes supporting bar.
Paul Springer: Twizted is a dumbass! .. How didn't he see dat comin!?!
Jason Weatherman: Well, that was the second high risk move attempted here in this match-up, and for the second time it has failed on both men.. Dreg really needs to gather himself here and get back on top in this match.
Dreg catches his breath for a moment before climbing up onto the second turn buckle rope where Twizted is. Dreg yells alittle trash out to the Fans, living them up alittle with boos. Dreg then sets Twizted up on the top turn buckle rope, launching him up into the air before jumping off the turn buckle, slamming Twizted down hard to the mat with the Sorrowful Bliss. The crowd really raise the roofs, not so much with boos, but more with cheers in complete shock for what they just saw.
Paul Springer: HOLY SHIT!!!!
Jason Weatherman: GOOD GOD!!!! .. GOOD GOD!!!! .. TWIZTED's NECK MAY BE BROKEN!!!!
Paul Springer: That was truly evil!
It is a moment before Dreg shows any sign of movement, though he soon finds enough energy to hook Twizted's leg, [ 1.. 2.. 3.. ].. Gerald calls for the bell, with the Fans applauding AND booing, which is quite unusual. Dreg's theme begins to play as he has his arm raised by Gerald.
Susanna May: The winner of this 'bout! .. Dreg!!!!
Dreg rolls out of the ring, raising an arm once on the outside. Gerald attends to Twizted immediately.
Paul Springer: That kicked some serious anus! .. Usually I fall asleep in debuting matches, but that ruled!
Jason Weatherman: I really dont agree with Dreg's entrance here tonight, though his voctory over Twizted was most certainly impressive.. It should be interesting to see where this leads Dreg.
Paul Springer: One word.. Championship Gold.. Okay, that was two words, but you get the point!
Gerald yells out for the E.M.T's as Massacre's theme begins to play. The titan tron comes to life showing The Cyclone and Dustin Thorn walking through the backstage area. Even with Massacre's theme blaring throughout the arena, the Fans can be still be heard erupting with boos once noticing the two Faction Members.
Paul Springer: Kick ass! .. Its The Beast and Dustin Thorn baby! .. The Diabolical Alliance!
Jason Weatherman: Indeed it is.. They set to take on 2-D and Jackson Thomas up against in tag action!
The two intimidating giants walk around a corner, bumping into John Rebel. They think nothing of it, basically considering John to be an ant or something that they just walked all over. John doesn't feel this way though, realizing who it is before attempting to run them down.
John Rebel: Hey! .. Dustin Thorn and The Cyclone! .. Can I please get a quick word!?!
Once again, the two ignore John as they continue to make their way through the backstage halls. This soon changes however when John comes up from behind, tapping both men on the shoulder. Thorn and The Cyclone stop immediately when this happens. Massacre's theme fades off aswell as the two slowly turn around, not looking to be very happy at all. John backs off alittle, though isn't prepared just yet to run.
John Rebel: I ahh.. Would really like to get a word with you guys before your big tag team match thats up next.. Any possible chance of me being able to get a quick word with you both???
Thorn can be heard breathing in real loud as he flexes his shoulders, obviously one who hates interviews. The Cyclone taps Thorn on the chest, more or less holding Thorn back from doing anything.
The Cyclone: What.. Is it???
The Cyclone's cold, dark voice freaks John out alittle.
John Rebel: Well.. Ahh.. Firstly.. What.. Ahh.. .. You guys faced Jackson Thomas not long ago, beating him in a handicap match.. You face him and 2-D here tonight in a tag match.. I, ahh.. Would like to know if either of you have any final words toward The Franchise???
Thorn begins to shake his head, showing he really isn't in the mood for any of this. The Cyclone once again taps him on the chest, holding him back from doing anything.
The Cyclone: .. You worthless idiots ask the most stupid of questions, ya know that!?! .. What do you expect The Beast and Dustin Thorn to say about Jackson!?! .. How do you expect The Diabolical Alliance to feel about Jackson and his comments!?! .. Better yet Rebel, how do you expect The Diabolical Alliance to react to Jackson and his worthless punk ass comments here tonight!?! .. WELL!?!?!
John jumps back a step or two. He shruggs alittle, trying not to get up either guys sleeve too much.
John Rebel: O-O-O-Okay.. Alright.. Well.. What about the allegations that have been thrown towards both you guys that state that one of you, or maybe even both of you, are behind James Taylor's two weeks ago???
The Cyclone and Thorn look at eachother, laughing quite sadisticly before looking back at John. They both tap John on the head like he was a five year old.
The Cyclone: Lets just say this John.. Ta-night.. You and everybody else will get the answers you've been begging to hear.. .. Ta-night!
The Fans give a mixed reaction to those comments. The Cyclone taps Thorn on the shoulder, giving him a small nod before both head off once again.
Paul Springer: The Diabolical Alliance says we'll find out tonight baby!
Massacre's theme begins to play once again as the programs Logo flashes up on screen. It soon shatters like glass, sending the UwF to commercial break.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Massacre's theme plays, with its Logo appearing on screen, bringing the program back from commercial break. A small ad then begins to play, promoting next months pay-per-view entitled Ring Master 2003. The ad features the eight slots avalible in the tournament, flashing various images leading down to the final bracket that will crown the Ring Master for 2003. This image stays on screen for a few moments before the camera switches back at ringside within the Delta Center, viewing Jason and Paul at the commentary table.
Jason Weatherman: We welcome you back to Massacre! .. And as you just saw, Ring Master 2003 is the pay-per-view we will have the privilege of entering your home! .. August 24th is the set date, live from Dodger Stadium in Los-Angeles, California!
Paul Springer: Am I gunna be in the tournament??? .. The Superior Springer should be able to ya know!
Jason Weatherman: Who knows! .. Thats for another time to worry about though.. Beach Blast is this Sunday, live from Leadbetter Beach in Santa Barbara, California! .. The first of many pay-per-view extraviganzas for the UwF! .. I am very happy and proud to say that we are sold out for the event, so if you had intensions of buying tickets then im afraid your alittle too late! .. What you aren't late to do however is book the event live on pay-per-view to watch from your living room! .. Simply phone your pay-tv providers and book now!
Paul Springer: Yee-Haa!
Jason begins to fiddle around with his notes as the camera switches to view the stage area.
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MAIN EVENT
SCHEDULE FOR ONE FALL
REFEREE: TODD WATSON
NON TITLE
THE DIABOLICAL ALLIANCE VS
2-D & JACKSON THOMAS
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Massacre's theme is cut off to the sound of "Machine Gun" by Jimmy Hendrix. The Fans begin to go nuts with cheers. 2-D storms out from the backstage area, looking to be really worked up emotionally, much like we saw last time on Tornado. He heads strait down the ramp way, extending his arm out as he walks by for Fans to tap.
Susanna May: The following tag team contest is schedule for one fall! .. Introducing first, from Amsterdam, Netherlands! .. Weighing in at 255 pounds! .. 2-D!!!!
The crowd gives a huge pop as Susanna announces 2-D's name. 2-D climbs up onto the apron, looking out into the crowd before entering the ring. He walks across the ring to one of the corner turn buckles, climbing up onto the second rope before raising his arms in the air.
Jason Weatherman: Man how great it is to have 2-D here in Utah!
Paul Springer: Meh.. 2-D should go retire again or somethin, cause he sucks! .. Even more so with all this emotional crap he's going through with that Jay dumbass.. I mean, like get over it and stuff!
Jason Weatherman: Jay is like family to 2-D and 2-D's Family for pete sakes! .. How would you feel is someone beat the living hell out of your brother Jerry!?! .. Wouldn't you be pissed!?!
Paul Springer: Do you really wanna know??? ..
Jason Weatherman: Actually.. No.. You credit yourself too damn much, so I can imagine what you think of your older brother and his world wide success.
2-D's theme fades off as 2-D jumps off the corner turn buckle. "Word Life" then begins to thump throughout the arena, once again making the Utah Fans go crazy with cheers. The camera pans around really quickly, viewing Jackson Thomas as he walks out on stage. He too has a real game face on, though this doesn't stop him from stopping at the top of the ramp way before giving alittle pose to the oh-so-many Fans he has in attendance. Thomas begins to walk down the ramp way.
Susanna May: Introducing his tag team partner! .. From Toronto, Canada! .. Weighing in at 250 pounds! .. Jackson "The Franchise" Thomas!!!!
Thomas rolls into the ring, jumping quickly back to his feet. He walks past Susanna, giving her abit of a dirty smirk, which she gladly returns. Thomas climbs up onto one of the corner turn buckles, doing another little pose.
Jason Weatherman: Its been said about a thousand times already, though this young stud right here is a Superstar and a half in the UwF! .. He's got it all Paul!
Paul Springer: Yeah??? .. Yeah!?! .. Well! .. Well! .. .. Well im The Superior Springer!
Jason Weatherman: .. .. Whatever! .. Back to what I was saying.. Jackson's got it all! .. The Fan support! .. The microphone skills! .. The in-ring ability to succeed! .. The looks! .. The women!
Paul Springer: The women??? .. Speaking of, Benny Jones revealed he's gay on Tornado!
Paul can be heard bursting out in laughter.
Jason Weatherman: And your point??? .. Yes, I heard all about it.. So what??? .. The man is entitled to be whatever he likes to be so long as he doesn't get any weird ideas.
Thomas hops down from the corner turn buckle, walking past 2-D, giving him a small tap on the shoulder just to let him know all is well in that side of the camp. 2-D begins to nod, though still looks to be pretty emotionless. This all changes however when The Diabolical Alliance's brand new theme music begins to blast throughout the building. Pyros begin to explode madly from either side of the stage area. The arenas lights go completely out as this is happens, with a blood red light beaming on the stage area once the pyros are complete. This blood red light switches to a dark blue light, switching back and forth with the music. The Cyclone and Dustin Thorn stand at the top of the ramp way when these lights switch on, and the crowd simply erupts completely with boos from angered Fans.
Paul Springer: Oh yeah baby! .. The two biggest men in the UwF side by side! .. And they are set to come down to dis ring and kick some major booty!
Jason Weatherman: Face the facts Paul.. These guys are the biggest jackasses in the UwF, right up there alongside The Owner! .. See the way they laughed when Jay's assult was brought up in that interview!?! .. Thats because they either did it, or know exactly who did it! .. Either way folks, from what we're told by the two big bastards, we're set to find out who is behind Jay's assult two weeks ago on Massacre!
Paul Springer: How can you call The Faction that???
Jason Weatherman: Its called facing reality! .. As far as im concerned Paul, you dont know whats right from wrong until it comes and slaps you fair in the God damn face! .. Enough said I think!
Paul Springer: I.. Ehhh.. Dont get it..
Jason Weatherman: Well dont worry about it then!
The Diabolical Alliance begin to slowly make the walk down the ramp way, totally and completely ignoring the Fans and what they have to say/chant. They keep their eyes locked on 2-D and Thomas, who stand in the middle of the ring waiting.
Susanna May: Their opponents! .. Representing The Faction! .. Weighing in at a combined weight of 652 pounds! .. Dustin Thorn and The Cyclone, The Diabolical Alliance!!!!
Once at ringside, The Diabolical Alliance both pounce up onto the ring apron. The lights flash back on to normal as both teams begin to exchange the trash talk. The Diabolical Alliance begin ordering Senior Referee Todd Watson to hold both 2-D and Thomas back. Todd does what he can to do so, allowing The Cyclone and Thorn to enter the ring via the top rope.
Paul Springer: The undefeated Diabolical Alliance! .. Me's dont care whats you says Jase! .. The Superior Springer will always, forever back these two dudes up while they are sided with my main man Hella!
Jason Weatherman: Somehow I knew that would be the case.. Though someday you'll hopefully learn your lesson.
The Diabolical Alliance's theme is cut off when Todd calls for the bell. The Cyclone and Thorn exchange a few words in their corner before coming to the agreement that Thorn will kick things off. The Cyclone exits the ring and stands in his corner just as the camera flicks to view 2-D and Thomas, real briefly exchanging words. 2-D is clearly seen asking Thomas to start this one off. Thomas thinks abit it alittle before agreeing. Todd then gets inbetween the two, asking for Thomas to leave the ring. As he does this, Thorn takes the open opportunity, coming up behind 2-D and clubbing him fair in the back of the neck. Thomas, who obviously doesn't like that fact that Thorn has jumped 2-D, attempts to get in the ring to get a piece of Thorn, however Todd gets right in Thomas's face, ordering him to leave. This plays off to be one hell of a distraction, so The Cyclone climbs back into the ring. The Diabolical Alliance both begin to swap turns in laying in right hands on 2-D.
Jason Weatherman: Turn around Watson! .. Theres some God damn double teaming going on for christ sake!
Paul Springer: Well Jase, if "The Franchise" would get outta tha ring, then im sure The Cyclone would play fairly, and go back to his corner.
The Diabolical Alliance double irish whip 2-D into the ropes, following up with a double elbow shot strait to the face of 2-D. The Cyclone then gets the ring and stands in his corner just as Todd manages to get Thomas out of the ring. Todd turns his attension back to the in-ring action. The Fans begin to boo like crazy, knowing that The Cyclone just got away with what he did.
Jason Weatherman: Oh now thats not fair! .. The Cyclone's playing all innocent on the apron now that Todd Watson has his eyes back on the damn match!
Paul Springer: Huh??? .. What are you talkin about Jase??? .. The Cyclone's been standin in his corner all match!
Paul can be heard laughing in the background. In the ring, Thorn pulls 2-D up, pushing him into the same corner where The Cyclone stands. Thorn then begins to hit in some rapid lefts and rights to gut, getting the usual five count from Todd, [ 1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. 5.. ].. Todd jumps in between 2-D and Thorn, pulling Thorn away from 2-D. As Todd is doing this, The Cyclone begins to choke 2-D whilst standing on the apron in his corner. Thorn continues to distract Todd, allowing The Cyclone a few extra moments to hold 2-D in this illegal choke hold.
Jason Weatherman: Come off it Todd! .. How can you not know these guys are distracting you to cheat!?!
Paul Springer: This is beautiful!
The Cyclone lets go of the choke right before Thorn agrees to obay Todd's rules. Thorn walks back to the corner, tagging The Cyclone in before pulling 2-D out from the corner. Thorn pushes 2-D into the ropes, irish whipping him into the ropes. Thorn then picks 2-D up in the side walk slam position. As he does this, The Cyclone grabs 2-D around the head and neck, with both men dropping 2-D down viciously with a side walk slam and reverse DDT.
Paul Springer: Hello 2-D, ya crap ass!
Jason Weatherman: Nice tag team work there from The Diabolical Alliance.. I'll say that much!
Paul Springer: 'bout time Jase! .. Dustin and The Cyclone deserve so much credit!
Jason Weatherman: Credit??? .. Give me a break!
Thorn makes his exit as The Cyclone hooks 2-D's leg, [ 1.. 2.. ].. 2-D kicks out. The Cyclone climbs back to his feet, hitting 2-D strait away with some boots to the stomach area. He then moves over to one of the corner turn buckles, climbing up to the second rope. 2-D slowly climbs back to his feet, looking real dazed and in need of a tag. He turns around, where The Cyclone has him lined up. The Cyclone jumps off, attempting a double arm axe handle. This is countered however, with 2-D using all his power to connect with a spear on The Cyclone.
Jason Weatherman: What a counter there by 2-D! .. All he needs to do now is get to his corner!
Paul Springer: That aint gonna happen.
2-D lays flat on his back as The Cyclone begins to stumble back to his feet, looking as though he dont know what hit him. Suddenly, 2-D leaps back to his feet with a nip-up that sends the Fans going wild with cheers. 2-D gives it anything, and everything he's got to pound the living hell out of The Cyclone. He attempts to irish whip The Cyclone, though The Cyclone uses his power and strength to reverse him. This doesn't stop 2-D however, with 2-D taking The Cyclone down with a jumping forearm to the face of The Cyclone. 2-D then races into the corner where Thorn stands, wacking him with a hard right hand.
Jason Weatherman: 2-D is firing back! .. I dont believe it!
Paul Springer: The mood will change soon.. Always does Jase.
The Cyclone stumbles back to one knee. Thomas leans over the top rope, prettymuch begging 2-D for the tag. 2-D looks around at the screaming Fans, seeing how they feel about this. They cheer it on madly, wanting to see Thomas enter this match.
Paul Springer: No! .. No!
Jason Weatherman: The Franchise wants the tag, and these Fans want The Franchise! .. I think the deal goes hand in hand folks!
Without teasing the crowd too much, 2-D finally makes the tag. Thomas climbs into the ring as Todd gets in 2-D's face, asking him to leave. Thorn rolls into the ring just as The Cyclone climbs back to his feet. They notice that Thomas is now in the ring, jumping back with a look of fear. The crowd begin to laugh at the two giants who bundle up in one of the corner turn buckles, pleading with all they are worth for Thomas to leave them alone.
Paul Springer: What is this!?!
Jason Weatherman: I dont believe it Paul! .. The Diabolical Alliance are scared of Jackson Thomas! .. Big time by the looks of it!
Jason can now be heard laughing on top of all the other laughter aswell. 2-D begins to exit the ring, though suddenly, Thomas turns around to face 2-D, who has his back turned as he exits the ring. Thomas then storms up behind 2-D, grabbing him, and quickly hitting him out of the blue with The Breakdown. Todd calls for the bell immediately, and the Fans roar like never before with boos.
Jason Weatherman: WHAT THE HELL!?!?!
Thomas jumps back to his feet, turning to face The Diabolical Alliance who slowly move out from the corner with big smirks on their faces, which obviously show they were playing the act all along.
Jason Weatherman: WHAT IN GOD's NAME IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?!?!
Paul Springer: .. ..
Thomas calls for the microphone. The camera switches to show Susanna getting out of her seat at ringside. Thomas starts yelling at her to hurry the hell up, which only sets things off even more with the crowd. Thomas finally gets ahold of the microphone, moving back into the centre of the ring before speaking.
Jackson Thomas: Yo listen up fools..
The Fans boo like hell. Some of which throw up drink cans and other trash in total anger.
Jackson Thomas: .. I SAID LISTEN UP!!!!
The Fans roar up even more as Thomas leans over the ropes, demanding the Fans.
Jackson Thomas: .. You all looked surprised! .. How easily you fools forget! .. Tha master modivator! .. Tha Owner of this company! .. Nathan Hella! .. .. He warned you all that I wasn't the thug cummin guy you all expected me to be!
Thomas gives a real shitty, asshole type smirk as he slowly drops down to his knees, getting his face right in 2-D's face, making sure 2-D looks him in the eye.
Jackson Thomas: Yo 2-D! .. That punk behind Jay's assult! ..
Thomas laughs alittle to himself.
Jackson Thomas: .. It was me! .. Tha search is ova!
Thomas hoists up the microphone, ramming it down on 2-D's skull. He then jumps back to his feet, standing inbetween The Cyclone and Thorn. All three men then raise eachothers arms, really setting the crowd off.
Jason Weatherman: I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!!!!
Paul Springer: The Franchise did it! .. HAHAHAHA!!!!
The Fans boos suddenly begin to turn into cheers. The camera switches to view the ramp way, where Hellraiser is seen running down the ramp way. He slides into the ring, waisting no time in hitting some hard rights on all three members of The Faction.
Jason Weatherman: Its Hellraizer! .. Hellraiser's had enough of The Faction!
Paul Springer: AHHH!!!!
Hellraiser grabs both The Cyclone and Thomas, bashing eachothers heads together. Thorn attempts a clothesline, though Hellraiser ducks. Hellraiser then jumps, taking Thorn down with a drop kick. He then rolls quickly out of the ring, grabbing a steel chair from the ringside area. Hellraiser rolls back into the ring, jumping back to his feet with the chair. The Cyclone and Thomas stumble back to their feet, noticing the chair just in the nick of time. They both quickly exit the ring, though Thorn isn't as lucky.
Jason Weatherman: Hellraiser's got a God damn steel chair, and The Cyclone and Jackson will have none of that!
Paul Springer: Get outta there Dustin!
Thorn stumbles back to his feet. Hellraiser lines Thorn up before dinting the chair badly over Thorn's skull. The chair is so damn dint due to the huge impact that its wrapped over Thorn's head. A "Holy Shit!" chant begins to quickly up as blood begins to drip everywhere. Hellraiser climbs up onto one of the corner turn buckles, taunting The Cyclone and Thomas as his theme begins to play.
Jason Weatherman: This is absolutely unbelieveable! .. Hellraiser has appeared here on Massacre, taking out all three members of The Faction, which now includes Jackson Thomas! .. And he did it all without the help of his partner in crime, Jonny Odel!
Paul Springer: What a ruin to a perfect ending!
Jason Weatherman: Serves 'em damn well right! .. Good on ya Hellraiser!
Hella Entertainment's Copyright text appears at the bottom of the screen. The camera slowly begins to fade on Hellraizer, with the UwF Logo rocketing across screen. A Beach Blast commercial briefly plays before the UwF goes off air.
END OF BROADCAST
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