**The arena lights go dark. We hear the lyrics of "All My Life" by the Foo Fighters pounds through the arena speakers.**
**The sellout crowd is on its feet, hollering and screaming as the camera pans across the arena. Various signs are seen in the crowd**
"THE ONE MAN SHOE"
"REVOLUTION is the EVOLUTION of the TWF"
"Tommy Drake is MY Teen Idol!"
"Get Well Hawke"
"We Want More Bubble Baths!"
Nick Page: “Welcome once again fans to TWF now back to it’s originally scheduled night of programming, Sunday nights.”
Shawna Johnson: “Well there is no bigger night than Sunday night. I know after a long day of laying out in the sun working on my perfect tan there’s nothing I like doing better when that sun goes down then cozying up in an oversized t-shirt and watching me some TWF.”
Nick Page: “Shawna, how would you know, you’re always here, commentating the shows?”
Shawna Johnson: “Okay, so that’s what I WOULD be doing if I was you out there at home!”
Nick Page: “Well let’s not overlook the seventeen thousand plus strong that came out here to the Mellon Arena up in Steeler country to see the TWF live.”
Shawna Johnson: “And there’s no substitute for seeing a TWF show live. If you get excited sitting at home in your easy chair, you need to squeeze your butt into one of these uncomfortable plastic arena seats, you’re sure not to regret it.”
Nick Page: “Well enough patting ourselves on the back, let’s talk about what we’ll be seeing tonight.”
Shawna Johnson: “Well I guess DDF must have been pleased with his North American and World champions because he’s given them both the week off, though I know that there are whispers in the back that Jared Blazer is going to be here tonight anyhow.”
Nick Page: “Well I know Jared Blazer’s heart and soul is in the TWF, even on his week off I wouldn’t be surprised to see him roaming the back halls of the arena.”
Shawna Johnson: “Lucky us!”
Nick Page: “Moreso, lucky you. Anyhow, just because the two main belts of the TWF aren’t being defended tonight, we’ve still got two title match ups tonight, the TWF Tag Team Title Match between recently crowned two time champs, STD and the Revolution’s own K McKormick and Demise making a showing in the tag team division for the first time.”
Shawna Johnson: “Not only them, but the newly crowned television champion Triple6. What did you think about that match Nick?”
Nick Page: “I tell you what Shawna, I’m still just absolutely baffled by the acts of McKinney. I mean, it appeared to me, at least, that she had the match almost won, and now she’s just up and disappeared. I can’t explain it.”
Shawna Johnson: “Not only that but she really did just disappear. I mean, the lights went out for what....a minute? Maybe two at the most and when they came back not only was she gone but the TV title, which was laying right here on the timekeepers table beside us had somehow been left on the chest of a laid out Triple6"
Nick Page: “We may never know what happened that night, but I do know one thing for certain, tonight’s show is going to be one you won’t want to miss, and it’s all starting right now with the returning sensation “Entertainer” Stephen Hawk going toe to toe with newcomer to the TWF, but certainly no stranger to the squared circle “The Cerebral Hitman” Fred Debonair. Thoughts on this match Shawna?”
Shawna Johnson: “Well, personally Hawk looked a whole helluva lot better without that goofy makeup all over his face, but when it comes to fellas like Hawk, I’m not looking at their faces, if you’re receiving my broadcast.”
Nick Page: “Loud and clear, and with that having been said I think we had better hand things over to Irv to get this night started off in style.”
Irv Coyner: "The following singles match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Detroit, Michigan.. weighing 275lbs.. THE CEREBAL HITMAN.. Fred Debonair!"
Irv Coyner: "And his opponent.. from Chicago, Illinois.. weighing in at 230lbs. The ENTERTAINER... Stephen Hawk!"
Nick Page: "And we are underway. Debonair walking towards Hawk but Hawk is just backing away, it seems like he doesn't even wanna touch Debonair!. Hawk looks away and at the crowd and motions "who is this guy?" as Debonair runs behind Hawk who is near the turnbuckle and slams his head against the turnbuckle.. again and again.. the crowd counting with him"
Shawna Johnson: "I think Hawk should have a concussion by now!"
Nick Page: "Hawk staggers out of the corner and Debonair hooks him for a brainbuster into a cover"
Shawna Johnson: "Kick out, Debonair nearly got a win while Hawk is underestimating Debonair by quite a bit. Debonair picks up Hawk and whips him at the ropes. Debonair going for a Tornado DDT but Hawk pushes him off and straight into a face jam. Hawk drags Debonair into the middle of the ring and locks in a Figure Four"
Nick Page: "There isn't anywhere for Debonair to go.. he's trying to fight it off but Hawk has that move in tight. Debonair is getting the crowd behind him and he's flipping... and OVER!.. Hawk makes his way out of the move and into a corner as Debonair crawls into a opposite corner. Both men back to there feet at the same time and charge at eachother.. DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!.. both men are down!"
Shawna Johnson: "They both don't seem to be moving.. the referee is lifting both of their hands"
Nick Page: "Wait they are getting back up, Hawk is up first and stomps on Debonairs chest, he grabs Hawks arm and drops down with a leg drop and into a arm bar. He quickly breaks the hold and pulls him up to his feet, he sets Debonair for a Sambo Suplex but Debonair drops him with a jawbreaker. Hawk staggers around and then Debonair hits him in the face with a knee lift. Hawk slams into the ropes and falls down"
Shawna Johnson: "Both men are giving what they got.. who is going to survive?"
Nick Page: "Debonair drags hawk into the middle of the ring and now Debonair is going upstairs onto the top rope. He points at hawk and dives off for a top rope elbow drop on him... Hawk moves out of the way and Debonairs elbow goes crashing into the mat. Debonair jumps up in pain holding his elbow and Hawk kicks him right in the face. And now Hawk is going up on the top rope.. we could be seeing That’s Entertainment!"
Shawna Johnson: "Entertain me hawk.. Entertain me!"
Nick Page: "Seems like Debonair was playing chicken.. he charged right at the turnbuckle and Hawk straddles the top of it. Debonair slowly climbs the ropes and hooks Hawk for a superplex and nails it. Debonair signals to the crowd that its over and picks up Hawk and sets him up for The Cerebal Vortex"
Shawna Johnson: "I hate that name.."
Nick Page: "Debonair hooks him up but Hawk pushes him back and into the ropes.. Debonair rebounds off them and.. IMPLOSION!.. Hawk just went down like a bag of potatoes!. Debonair with the cover on Hawk.."
Irv Coyner: “Here is your winner, THE CEREBRAL HITMAN, FRED DEBONIAR!”
Nick Page: "Debonair gets the win against hawk, but you can't say that the man with too many nicknames to name didn't give it all he had!.."
Shawna Johnson: "I can't wait for the next match!"
Nick Page: “Wait, we’ve got something going on backstage.”
Jack Bladz: “What the hell happened here?”
Security: “I’m not sure, but apparently he was attacked with some sort of bludgeoning object.”
Jack Bladz: “Hey, no shit sherlock, perhaps I should take a bludgeoning object to your cranium for being such a smart ass.”
Jason Syxx: “Hey Bladz, check this out.”
”Jackie. What can I say except obviously you are one step behind a man you’ll never meet.”
Bladz :”C’mon Syxx, we’re going to beat those lilly boy’s asses maybe that’ll get the big bad assassin to come out and play like a real man.”
Nick Page: “Well apparently Zyn was attacked backstage by Logan Treasure. I can’t believe it.”
Shawna Johnson: “Thanks Captain Obvious. Anymore brilliant deductions?”
Nick Page: “Well apparently they don’t call him the systematic assassin for nothing. I wonder if he’ll be coming down to ringside with his students, or if he’ll content himself to stay out of the line of fire.”
Shawna Johnson: “Only one way to find out.”
Irv Coyner: “The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall.. introducing first..”
"PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN...
PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN...
PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN you know you’re right!"
.. as “You Know You’re Right” by Nirvana blasts over the speakers and the fans give a mixed response as Maxx and Mike come out from the back sporting S.T.D. t-shirts and there titles over there shoulders. They walk around the ring and then motion for Nick Page and Shawna Johnson to Leave. Nick quickly moves before he gets hurt while Shawna casually strolls past them as Mike eyes her up. giving her the "How YOU doing".. as she walks past.. Maxx and Mike take there seats as they exit out of the arena and put on there headsets as their music dies out**
Irv Coyner: As I was saying.. Introducing first.. with a combined weight of four hundred and nineteen pounds.. SYNPHONY OF DISORDER!”
Irv Coyner: “And their opponents, Established in 1873.. with a combined weight of four hundred and eighty six pounds. DRAKE AND MORRIS!”
Can't Believe I told you ssoooooo!
Emerging from the curtains is none other then Tommy Drake and Russell Morris,odly enough not accompanied by Logan Treasure.**
Maxx: "It's good to know that Logan aint out here to help them win anymore matches.. he got told off by DDF."
Maxx: "gee.. thanx for the T-shirt.. man it smells.."
Mike: "Dude, the match.. Commentate!"
Maxx: "Oh right, Drake starting off in the ring against Syxx and both men go in for a tieup, Syxx with a knee to the gutt and then drops a forearm on the back of the neck of Thomas Drake. Drake hits the ground and Syxx picks Drake up by the leg and slams his knee into the mat!"
Mike: "Thats gonna leave a mark, I hope they make this match a bit more... dare I say... Simply Thrilling."
Maxx: "Oh come on, you know thats not possible without us in there.. Syxx picks up Drake and pulls him over to the Symphony of Disorder corner. He tags in Bladz and they whips Drake at the ropes, they go for a double clothesline but Drake ducks underneath it.. spins around the 2 members of SoD and goes for a double suplex."
Mike: "Surely he can't suplex both of them at the same time!"
Maxx: "This is the same man who pulled off a dragonrana off the top rope remember?"
Mike: "True.. And he pulls it off.. but it seemed to take a lot out of him. Drake crawling over to Russel Morris and Morris is in now and Bladz is getting back up to his feet only to be dropkicked in the face. Bladz hits the ground and Morris turns his attention back to Syxx who grabs Morris's foot and trips him up, Morris down on the ground and Syxx grabs his legs and it looks like he is going to try for a boston crab!”
Maxx: "Come on ref.. he isn't the legal man, get him outta there.. Syxx has Morris over but Drake is on the top rope.. could we see another Dragonrana?. NO!!.. Drake jumps off and SPEARS Syxx off Morris!!.. Bladz is back up and grabs Morris who is still shaking off the effects of that Boston Crab as the referee restores order as Drake rolls out with Syxx."
Mike: "Bladz scoop slams Morris down on the matt again and then rebounds off the ropes and hits a elbow to the chest. Bladz with the cover.. surely he wont get that."
Maxx: "Kickout by Morris.. but it seems that Bladz was using the ropes to hold down Morris then. The referee is warning him as Bladz smirks at him picking up Morris and backing him into a neutral corner. Bladz takes a few steps back and sizes up Morris in the corner and then charges in for a clothesline. Morris at the last minute dives out of the way and then kicks Bladz in the midsection and then drives him down to the mat with a DDT!"
Mike: "You could feel the impact on that one!. Morris going over to Drake now who is reaching out for the tag. Drake is in now and Syxx charges in as well only to get slammed down by a big clothesline, Syxx gets up again as Drake motions for him to come get some. Drake gets rocked back by a right hand and the ref grabs Syxx and tells him to leave the ring. Syxx pushes the ref away and hits him in the face with a back elbow!.. The ref is down!”
Maxx: "Drake hits Syxx with a left hand as Syxx looks back at what he did. And now Drake is just unleashing on Syxx with lefts and rights. Drake picks up Syxx and.. HUGE SPINEBUSTER on the freak. Drake back up.. only to be met by a Superkick via Bladz!"
Mike: "The referee starting to get back up now as Bladz makes the cover.. Morris is quickly in to break the count as Bladz hits Morris with a low blow. Bladz hooks Morris with the sea of sorrow... remember Morris isn't the legal man, but Drake isn't fearing to well after that Superkick!. The crowd is booing loudly as Bladz taunts the crowd with Morris in the firemans carry. Morris squirms out of it and hits a Reverse DDT on Bladz!. Morris picks up Bladz and picks him up for a firemans carry.. and connects with Morris wheel two!”
Maxx: "The ref is telling Morris to get out of there as Drake starts to come to.. Morris slowly makes his way out as Drake makes the cover on the unconscious Bladz. Syxx is only starting to come too now.. but the ref has already started the count"
Irv Coyner: “Here are your winners, DRAKE AND MORRIS!”
Mike: "And Drake and Morris win a easy match.. I don't think Symphony of Disorder should even be in the tag team scene. Drake gets out of the ring to celebrate now and it looks like Nick and Shawna are on there way back here.. I wonder if I can get Shawnas number?"
Maxx: "Don't count on it Mike, now you haven't heard the last of the dudes folks.. stay tuned.. we have a few things to say...but first these Simply Thrilling Commercials"
We open inside the locker room of “American Sweetheart” Dani Guthrie. A knock comes at the door. Dani looks up and warily approaches the door, swinging it open wide and raising her fists, not forgetting the attack that happened last week. A frightened courier holds out a package, holding one arm over his head and cowering. Dani shrugs and takes the package, a dozen red roses and a box of chocolates, thanks the courier and slams the door in his face as he’s reaching out for a tip. She turns back around setting the chocolates down and sees a note in the roses. She pulls it out and sets the roses down, unfolding the small white note. It reads:
”You are cordially invited to join the company of K McKormick in his locker room during your match tonight. Don’t worry about the dress code, clothing is optional. See you there, sexy.”
Your’s Truly
K McKormick
Dani looks up with a smile.
Nick Page: “My my, what is going on here?”
Shawna Johnson: “K McKormick? Don’t do it Dani.”
Nick Page: “Ah, spring time, young love budding in the TWF backstage. Shawna, doesn’t it just make you tear up.”
Shawna Johnson: “I’m only tearing up because I think Dani actually might go see K McKormick, yuck.”
Nick Page: “Well our next match is sure to be completely devoid of anything that even resembles fond affection. Grinnin and Snake-Eyes have been at one another’s throats this past week hyping this match up. And anytime Snake-eyes is in the ring you’re guaranteed a hard fought, no nonsense type of match.”
Shawna Johnson: “Isn’t he dreamy?”
Grinnin vs. Snake Eyes
Irv Coyner: "Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at two hundred and eighty-three pounds, GRINNIN!"
**The lights go out as the first bars of "Sad but True" by Metallica begin to reverberate through the building. When the music pauses there is a massive pyro that goes off in front of the entrance way and four explosions go off in the corners of the arena. As the smoke and flames clear out of the entrance area Grinnin walks out as the lights come back up. The crowd erupts in catcalls, expletives, and a large amount of sign waving can be seen. Grinnin looks neither left or right he merely walks comfortable down the aisle towards the ring. He is wearing his normal ring attire, a black pair of wrestling trunks with the word "Gob smacker" running across the rear end. He gets to the ring area and calmly rolls under the bottom rope and goes to his corner to await the bell while staring unblinkingly at his Snake Eyes.**
Irv Coyner: "And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and twenty-one pounds, from parts unknown, SNAKE EYES!"
**"Fight Song" begins to play as the arena goes pitch black, the crowd gets silent in anticipation as finally pyro ignites across the stage and Snake makes his way to the ring. He comes to the ring clad in dark black Ray Ban shades and a long flowing black trench coat.**
Nick Page: "They lock up! The bigger man, Grinnin, gets the advantage with a head butt, which sends Snake Eyes stumbling backwards. Acting quick, the former Generation Champion delivers a drop kick in return, before the two lock up again!"
Shawna Johnson: "Neither man is looking to give up an inch tonight! Grinnin delivers a kick to the gut, and a blindingly fast DDT, before pulling Snake Eyes back to his feet. Grinnin sends him to the ropes, with an Irish whip, and follows up with a massive clothesline!"
Nick Page: "That one took the wind out of Snake Eyes, Grinnin is fully in control now. Pulling Snake to his feet once more, he drops him back down, with a sidewalk slam, before making a cover!"
**One...Two...**
Shawna Johnson: "Not enough!"
Nick Page: "Grinnin pulls Snake to his feet once again, and sends him towards the ropes. No! It's reversed by Snake Eyes, but Grinning holds on to the ropes, and stops himself from bouncing back."
Shawna Johnson: "OH MY GOD!"
Nick Page: "Snake Eyes followed after Grinnin, and nailed a flying leg clothesline, sending both men tumbling over the ropes, and to the ground!"
Shawna Johnson: "That was brutal! Both men are shaking the cobwebs out of their head, after taking a nasty fall."
Nick Page: "Snake Eyes is the first to rise, and he quickly grabs a steel chair, smacking Grinnin over the head with it twice, before slipping it into the ring."
Shawna Johnson: "This can't be good"
Nick Page: "Rolling the big man inside, Snake Eyes follows, and pull Grinnin to his feet. VENOMOUS BITE! ONTO THE CHAIR! Grinnin' can't still be moving after that reversed russian leg sweep!"
Shawna Johnson: "Snake covers!"
**One...Two...Three!**
Nick Page: "No! Grinnin got his shoulder up at the last second! Snake delivers a few punches to the head, before pulling the big man to his feet, and laying him out with a DDT, onto the chair yet again!"
Shawna Johnson: "He's climbing the ropes!"
Nick Page: "STRIKING DISTANCE! It's over!"
**One..Two...Three!**
Irv Coyner: "Here is your winner, SNAKE~EYES!
Nick Page: "Well that was certainly a hard fought match, but Snake-eyes definitely came out on top in the end. We’ve got to take another quick break, but don’t touch that dial, because we’ve got plenty of action coming up for you in this show.”
Stagehand: "Hey Starr, you finally made it!"
Nick Page: “Hi fans and welcome back to the show. We’ve certainly seen our fair share of fireworks thus far, and I can guarantee you it’s only going to get hotter as the night continues.”
Shawna Johnson: “I’m already starting to sweat.”
Nick Page: “Well I don’t know if any of the four women coming up in our next match are sweating it, but after what K McKormick had to say to Dani, I don’t know if she’s even going to be showing up.”
Shawna Johnson: “Ew, if she has any self-respect she will be. K McKormick, yuck.”
Nick Page: “He doesn’t seem like such a bad guy.”
Four Corners Match
Christina Lockhart vs. Dani Guthrie vs. Satana vs. Summer Kensington
Irv Coyner: “Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall! This match will be a BATTLE OF THE DIVAS MATCH! Introducing first…from Montreal, Canada. Weighing in at one hundred pounds…CHRISTINA “RAZOR” LOCKHART!”
Irv Coyner: “Introducing next…from Washington DC. Weighing in one hundred sixty-five pounds…”AMERICAN SWEETHEART” Dani GUTHERIEEEE!”
Irv Coyner: “And next, hailing from Los Angeles, California. Weighing in at one hundred forty-seven pounds…SATANAA!”
Irv Coyner: “And lastly, from San Antonio, Texas. Weighing in at one hundred thirty pounds and accompanied by “The Suicide Machine”… “SASSY” SUMMER KENSI…”
Nick Page: “We’re being joined here by “The Suicide Machine”.”
Shawna Johnson: “Yeah, I noticed.”
Suicide Machine: “Evening.”
Nick Page: “The bell hasn’t rung yet as Summer stares down all 3 women winking at Christina "Razor" Lionhart, and rolling her eyes upon Satana. She’s singling out Dani. She’s looking to her competition and she’s cautiously steps forward. Summer with that devious smile as she grabs a microphone from the announcer.
Summer: Dani...Dani...Dani... Things just seem to get more heated around here doesn't it? I must admit to you, you’re the one reason I stepped back into this ring. It's been over a year since I wrestled, not counting my so called match with my former husband, the TWF Commissioner, Johnny Hawke, that I felt the need to return to doing something I very much desire. I want to thank you Dani, personally and publicly for bringing the "fire" back to me…”
Nick Page: “Things are getting a bit weird.”
Summer: “Tonight Dani, I am going to make history come true, everything you have ever imagined a wrestling match to be...will happen. Rest assured "Sweetheart" I plan on giving the fans just what they want to see.”
Shawna Johnson: “I’ve always been a Summer fan, but this is somewhat unusual of her.”
Nick Page: “Are you crazy?”
Summer: “Tsk..tsk..tsk.. Dani, is that any way to treat someone? Is that any way to treat your number one fan, Dani?” (Summer lowers her head looking saddened) ”All I wanted Dani was a chance... a chance to publicly say that I admire you. This is the first for me..” ( she acts as if she's crying ) ”I have never admitted to anyone that I have any admiration for them before. You could have at least given me the courtesy of that.”
Nick Page: “Is your girlfriend nuts Raven?”
Suicide Machine: “You just don’t appreciate the subtle brilliance of her so shut you damn cowboy mouth Nick.”
Summer: “Dani, I would like for you to give me the chance to show you how much I admire a girl like you...the girl who brought me back to the ring... I think you truly deserve recognition.”
Nick Page: “Finally the bell rings as the crowd’s cheering early for the little kiss scene as Satana and Lockhart go right after each other. Guthrie wipes the kiss off her lips and looks at Summer and delivers a powerful kick to the midsection! Guthrie taking good advantage and showing her wrestling skills with those hard right hand chops to the chest of Summer. He puts Summer to the ropes and whips her. Gutherie gets ready for flapjack Summer comes back with a beautiful spinning heel kick.”
Shawna Johnson: “Hey Suicide…you be available later?”
Suicide Machine: “…Why did I hire her again?’
Nick Page: “Her looks.”
Shawna Johnson: “HEY!”
Nick Page: “Satana and Lockhart his the ropes together and come with a double clothesline attempt on Summer but Summer connects with a clothesline knocking both women down off their feet! She chuckles as he grins and goes to focus on Dani as she lies in some hellish heels to the back of her head. She’s sweeps down and locks in an arm bar! Dani furiously grasping her arm out in pain as Summer torques her right arm hard! Dani can’t reach the ropes. She’s going to tap.”
Suicide Machine: “Heh, that a girl.”
Shawna Johnson: “Simple fact, Summer is the best female wrestler, par none only to Raine Steele.”
Nick Page: “Dani’s other hand is up…wait a minute! Dani does a vale tudo styled roll through mat work and she’s gained control of the match as she has her mounted and is slamming her right hand right into the face of the veteran! Satana back up and she’s on the apron. Dear lord! Springboard leg drop along the back of Dani’s head! Satana slowly getting up but here’s Lockhart who clothes in and locks the grapple, planting her with a DDT! Summer slowly getting to her feet as Lockhart goes after her with stiff elbows to the face! Lockhart with a whip to the ropes but Summer’s comes back with a flying forearm smash. Summer rolls her shoulders out as he goes back to work on Dani’s arm with an excruciating maneuver. What is that.”
Shawna Johnson: “Are you asking me?”
Nick Page: “No, I was asking “Suicide Machine” over here.”
Suicide Machine: “That’s hold I’ve seen in various Vale Tudo fights. She’s applying all her palm force onto the elbow as she torques the arm. there is no woman ever so technically skilled as her. She is the perfect drug.”
Nick Page: “Dani screaming in pain as she uses her right arm…and catches the ropes! The referee pulls Summer off Dani as Christina Lockhart and Satana lock up and Satana connects with a hurricanrana! Satana running for Summers but the referee gets in the way and is dealt a spinning heel kick from Satana. Summers runs to the ropes and comes off with the Freeze Frame! Gutherie slowly up to her feet, her right arm helping her pulling herself up to her feet using the ring ropes. Summers with that evil grin as she chops the chest of Dani, the crowd “Wooing” along with it. Summer grabs Gutherie’s hurt left arm and whips her to the other side of the ring’s ropes. Gutherie hits and comes back and dear god! One handed handspring back elbow right into the face of Summer! That’s just amazing!”
Nick Page: “The underdog is really showing her worth as she looks to the crowd and grins, heading to the top rope. The crowd alive here as she’s getting ready. But here comes Lockhart who’s trying to knock her off top rope with some fists right across Dani’s face but Dani kicks her out of the way as she repositions herself. She turns her back to the inside of the ring. She’s taking a deep breath as she bounces the ropes and leaps…”
Nick Page: “A KODAC MOMENT! Dani’s going for the cover! The referee is going over for the count! Dani’s beaten the legend!”
Suicide Machine: “That’s my girl.”
Nick Page: “Summer barely kicks out! Dani’s in a bit of disbelief here as she rolls around on the mat. She appeared to land on her right arm and elbow as she grits her teeth in deep pain. Summer slowly rolling her self over to the ring corner to rest. Dani’s up to her feet and holding onto the ring ropes with all her might as she gets in the corner across the ring from her. Dani takes in a deep breath as she runs forward with a cartwheel back handspring and goes for a yakuza kick…Summer dodges and counters by slamming her head right into the turnbuckle post! Summer’s doing it again and again, giving that devilish grin of delight as she enjoys her work so thoroughly. She finally stops and grins, getting the side head lock worked in as she runs up the turnbuckles , going for The Raven’s Call, and its reversed by Guthrie who throws her to the outside! Satana and Lockhart are brawling it out to an even clinch as they step back and double clothesline each other out.”
Shawna Johnson: “C’mon Summer!”
Nick Page: “Dani following Summer’s who’s recovered quickly and heading over here. She’s got a steel chair! The referee trying to get it but The Suicide Machine’s left his table and is blocking the referee and distracting him. Wait a minute. From the crowd. It’s Mike and Maxx, Tthe simply thrilling dudes.”
Nick Page: “Dani has the Simply Thrilling Extinguisher! Summer looking as Dani pulls the tab!”
Shawna Johnson: “Get out of the way Summer!”
Nick Page: “Summer blasted right in the face with the smoke of it as she coughs loudly and Mike and Maxx approaching her and they lock her in a full nelson, each locking an arm of Summer. Summer looks around confused as The Suicide Machine is trying desperately to stop distracting the referee but he’s already knocked him out with a hard left! Dani grins as she pushes the handle again and covers Summer in a haze of extinguisher fluid as she’s covered in all white and coughing to all hell! Mike and Maxx drop her as Dani puts away the extinguisher and Maxx gets a mic.”
Maxx: “Guess we’re not so hot anymore are we Summer?”
Nick Page: “Maxx and Mike rolling Summer back into the ring and telling Dani to finish it off as the crowd cheers and she follows. She picks up Summer and whips her into the ropes. She calms down, working out a sore in her right arm as she springs forward…AMERICAN DREAMS! COVER Dani! PIN SUMMER!”
Shawna Johnson: “Don’t have such a huge cow Nick.”
Nick Page: “Wait a minute…its K McKormick on the TitanTron!”
Shawna Johnson: “Oooh. And he’s only in a nicely placed towel. I wouldn’t mind if it slipped off.”
Nick Page: “Weren’t you just saying earlier how ugly he was?”
K McKormick: "Dani......Dani.......Hey! Up here girl!"
Nick Page: “Dani letting go of the cover as she watches the titan tron and realizes the referee is slowly struggling into the ring.”
K McKormick: "Dani....I am so disappointed in you....I thought we had something....we could have been good together.....oh well your loss I suppose.....just remember one thing there sexy.....K McKormick never gives up on what he sets his mind to."
Nick Page: “Dani shrugs her head as she turns around and Summers to her feet! Summer kicks her to the gut and picks her up. She connects with SUMMER TIME! Summer covers as the crowd boo’s and the referee counts.”
The Bell Rings
Irv Coyner: “Ladies and Gentlemen…your winner “SASSY” SUMMER KENSIIIIIIIIINGTON!”
Nick Page: “Summer was almost beat there as Summer dusts the white off her suit as STD storm the ring! They’re about to attack her when here comes Brujah and Demise storming down to the ring! STD look around and run off and exit through the crowd as Dani slowly slips out of the ring, holding her injured arm as they check up on Sassy.”
Shawna Johnson: “And there goes the Suicide Machine returning to the back. That certainly was a fantastic match, though Christina and Satana could have made a better showing.”
Nick Page: “Yeah, they’re definitely going to need to step up their training schedules to tap into the talent the TWF has in store for them.”
Shawna Johnson: “Speaking of talent we’ve got loads of it in the next match. Boxcar Willy and Matt Keith, both nearly getting their hands on the TWF North American Title at Clash of the Titans are vying for a spot of respect, of second place if you will. A whole lot of honor on this match.”
Nick Page: “No doubt about that. Let’s turn it over to Irv.”
Irv Coyner: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from a Van, Down BY THE RIVER, and weighing in at two hundred and forty five pounds. Accompanied to the ring by Racing John Jackson, BOXCAR WILLY!”
Irv Coyner: “His opponent, from Venice Beach, California and weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds. He is accompanied by Cameron, THE INNOVATOR OF COOL, MATT KEITH!”
Nick Page: “Oh, Boxcar wasting no time hitting Keith before he even got to stand to his feet. Boxcar whips him across to the ropes, Keith hangs on but Boxcar laces his chest with a chop, drags him to the center of the ring and puts him down with a fast pinning powerbomb.”
Shawna Johnson: “An easy kickout, but Boxcar means business.”
Nick Page: “And nobody knows the business of handing out PAIN CAKE like Boxcar Willy. Boxcar softening Keith up with a few heavy handed shots to the chest. Boxcar hoists Keith up on his shoulders and Samoan drop, another pin.”
Shawna Johnson: “Another kickout, but you have to think of Boxcar’s strategy in this match. Keith is lethal coming off the turnbuckle, you keep him grounded, like Willy is doing, and you’ve eliminated three quarters of his offense.”
Nick Page: “Willy has Keith back on his feet. Keith lashes out with a kick to the gut, but Willy catches it. Keith coming around with the enziguri, but Wily ducks it and Keith hits the mat. Willy still holding Keith’s leg whips it around into a half Boston Crab really wrenching back on that knee and back.”
Shawna Johnson: “You can really see that Keith is in pain from the look on his face.”
Nick Page: “Keith inching towards the ropes, but he’s still got a bit to go before he can reach out on that bottom rope. Cameron grabbing Keith’s hand and stretching the rope into it from the outside! The ref didn’t see it, but see’s Keith’s hand on the rope and Boxcar breaks the hold.”
Shawna Johnson: “Well Cameron certainly saved Keith’s ass, again.”
Nick Page: “She seems to do a lot about that. Keith back on his feet. Keith charges in with a superkick but Willy bats it aside spinning Keith around and Boxcar hoists him up and drops him over his knee, Atomic Drop. Speaking of Keith’s ass. Boxcar grabs Keith and does it again!”
Shawna Johnson: “Ordinarily with someone as good looking as Keith I’d be concerned, but, Keith IS an ass, so who cares.”
Nick Page: “Boxcar backing against the ropes and levels Keith with a lariat that nearly turns him inside out. Boxcar pulling Keith back to his feet. Boxcar shoving Keith backwards into the corner and, The Market Crash! Boxcar just pummeling Keith in the corner like nobody’s business.”
Shawna Johnson: “Could we see the end of this match already?”
Nick Page: “Willy pulling Keith out to the middle of the ring, the TRAIN WRECK! Willy with the pin.”
Irv Coyner: “Here is your winner, BOXCAR WILLY!”
Nick Page: “How about that. Boxcar put Keith away with speed AND style. I just can’t believe Keith was unable to mount more of an offense against him. Those two early pin attempts must have really thrown off his game, and he just never did get back on the horse.”
Shawna Johnson: “Certainly a different Matt Keith then we’ve seen in times before, both in skill and in attitude. I actually used to think he was an okay guy, then he got that huge attitude, what a loser.”
Nick Page: “For those of you who didn’t get to see Clash of the Titans last week Tyler Wells was the first TWF wrestler to be bestowed the honor of the Cronus Cup. Well tonight, President Firestarter has arranged for a special Coronation Ceremony to honor Tyler Wells on his accomplishment. Which we’re all set up for, so let’s get to the ring.”
Irv Coyner: “Ladies and gentlemen the president of the TWF “DANGEROUS” DANNY FIRESTARTER!”
DDF: “Thank you fans, but now, the true hero. “THE ELITE ONE” TYLER WELLS!”
DDF: “Now Tyler, I know we had a coronation ceremony of sorts at Clash of the Titans, but I wanted to make sure that everyone the world over had a chance at seeing that you are the best of the best, the cream of the crop, the king of the titans. Tyler, congratulations, you have earned this honor.”
Wells: “Well thanks Danny-O, but really, and not to disrespect the honor of this award, but I have only one thing in my sights, and I’m shocked that I haven’t yet gotten any sort of response, I don’t know, maybe Clayborne’s ears are stuffed with hundred dollar bills, but I called his ass out at Clash, and all this past week, but I haven’t heard anything. Now I know that big high rollin’ sugar daddy isn’t here tonight, but that’s okay, because I just want to make this loud and clear to the whole world in case there was some kind of misunderstanding. Todd Clayorne, you’ve got the title, and I’ve got the time, so let’s tango, capiche?”
Nick Page: “Wells wasn’t expecting this. Look at his face, it’s priceless.”
Clayborne: “The past Two weeks I've heard a lot of people run their mouths about me. Especially you Wells...At Clash of The Titans you made it clear you wanted a shot at whoever was the North American champ and tonight as usual you are still running your big mouth. For be it from me to duck and hide from anyone. So if you want a shot...”
Clayborne: “The answer is yes, in fact, why not now!”
DDF: “Hold on there fellas. Now, while I’d love to see you two stellar athletes go toe-to-toe right now, it’s just not the right time. In fact, I’ve got just the perfect time for you to guys to take it to the limit, and it’s in three weeks in Chicago, Illinois.”
DDF: “That’s right fellas, you’ve got the Pay-Per-View booked, so better get all worked up and ready, because I expect this same intensity ten fold come May Fourth. I want this same Fire to be inside of you.”
Nick Page: “Well it’s certainly hard to think of anything after the announcement just made before we went to break with Tyler Wells and Todd Clayborne verbally agreeing to a TWF North American Title match at our next pay-per-view.”
Shawna Johnson: “Definitely going to be one you won’t want to miss.”
Nick Page: “No doubt. Here we go with our next match, our Generation champion taking on Renegade in a non-title match.”
Irv Coyner: “Ladies and gentlemen this match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first. From Three Rivers, Quebec Canada. Weighing in at two hundred ninety-four pounds…TONY “BRUJAH” ST. MICHEAAAALS!”
Irv Coyner: “And his opponent! From Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at two hundred fifty pounds…RENEGADE!”
Nick Page: “Folks this match is underway. Brujah and Renegade circling each as they tie up but Brujah gets the advantage and shows his strength advantage pushing Renegade against the turnbuckle post and driving him into it. The referee counting him off a Renegade using his speed to take Brujah by surprise and pushes him against the ropes. Renegade lets go and lets out a powerful chop right across Brujah’s chest! Renegade whips him to the ropes. Brujah coming back and Renegade running up for a spear but dear god! Brujah just delivered a huge forward karate kick right to the forehead of Renegade and it slammed him right on his back. Brujah grinning as the crowd cheers.”
Shawna Johnson: “Folks I’m by no means a Brujah fan but I like the new t-shirt. Front has his name and the logo and the back has in ever classy Brujahism.”
Nick Page: “Brujahism?”
Shawna Johnson: “Shut up nick and call the match.”
Nick Page: “Renegade stirring to his feet but not before Brujah is on him like a savage dog and laying in some vicious stomps right across the face of Renegade, throwing him back down to the mat. Brujah is taking a moment to laugh at Renegade. But Renegade takes advantage and does a beautiful far leg sweep aimed to the back left kneecap of Brujah! Brujah’s is on the mat and cradling his knee in pain. Folks that knee has been a problem of Brujah since his match with Atalya and frankly I’m giving Renegade credit for capitalizing. It’s almost Logan esque.”
Shawna Johnson: “I thought we couldn’t mention his name.”
Nick Page: “We already did earlier.”
Shawna Johnson: “Good point.”
Nick Page: “Renegade slowly getting to his feet with a grin upon his face as he picks up Brujah’s left leg and delivers a hard stomp on that left knee. Renegade just chuckling to himself as he picks up that leg and rolls Brujah over chest first as he locks in a half crab, jamming his own foot into his leg as Renegade just drives those elbows right into the knee cap. Brujah is screaming in pain as he’s reaching for the ropes. I think Brujah may of met someone who can at least match somewhat power wise because Renegade is an above average technical wrestler and this could mean Brujah being in a world of pain. Brujah reaching out, and he get a hold of the ropes! Renegade lets go and slams then drops a hellacious elbow right onto the knee of Brujah. Renegade grinning as he taunts the Generation Champion.”
Shawna Johnson: “Renegade’s just too good for Brujah to handle. Simple as that.”
Nick Page: “Renegade methodically grinning to himself as he picks up the weekend Brujah. Brujah barely being able to stand as he collapses on his left knee, but Renegade pulls him to his feet. Renegade grabs his hand around Brujah and delivers a vicious Jumping Reverse Russian Leg Sweep. Renegade going for the pin.”
Nick Page: “Brujah kicks out as Renegade just shrugs, reveling in the fact he might be able to make Brujah tap. He picks Brujah up again. Renegade pulling back and he hit’s the ropes. He’s coming back to the staggering Brujah with a low cross chop to Brujah’s left knee but Brujah hops away and Renegade eats the mat. Brujah’s eyes are on fire as Renegade gets back up to his feet. Brujah switching his stance into a boxing stance?”
Shawna Johnson: “Ahh damn. Don’t tell me he thinks he can box.”
Nick Page: “Renegade chuckling to himself as he gets in a mock boxing stance and goes forward to Brujah but dear god! Brujah using an effective side hook right to the left temple of Renegade! Renegade’s in a daze his eyes are fluttering. I just remembered. Brujah may have an injured knee and Renegade the technical advantage but Brujah has the striking capability advantage surpassing all those except for maybe Marky Chang and MVP. Brujah knows Boxing, Kick Boxing and Karate! Brujah taking advantage as he takes a slow pace as to not aggravate his knee too much and returns to stance. Renegade angry again and attempts to lock up but a beautiful high arch kick from Brujah right to the left temple of Renegade again!”
Shawna Johnson: “Heh. Brujah doing a little Bruce Lee stance dance as his vampiric confidence begins to rise.”
Nick Page: “Brujah’s not a vampire.”
Shawna Johnson: “So. His name is trademarked by White Wolf games.”
Nick Page: “Ever informative. Renegade is in a bit of a daze as Brujah grins and takes the moment to shake some kinks out of his knee. Renegade falls against the ropes and comes back with a bunch aimed right at Brujah’s chest but Tony showing his quick combat skills brings his forearms up to block as he lands a small side kick right to Renegade’s knee. He lands another as he slams his left hand right into Renegade’s gut! Brujah’s performing a martial arts rush combining Boxing jabs, Kickboxing sidekicks! Renegade seems almost knocked out as Brujah leaps up for a…holy shit!”
Shawna Johnson: “Nick!”
Nick Page: “Brujah did a leaping roundhouse kick that connected right on Renegade’s face and knocked him over the ropes! But Brujah hit the referee by accident and Brujah lands right on his bad knee! Brujah just screaming in pain as his knee buckles and he holds it and slowly begins to roll out of the ring gingerly. Brujah on his feet as Renegade’s recovering from those furious martial arts maneuvers by resting on the Spanish announce table. Brujah stalking over with a limp and tells the Spanish Announcers to “MOVE THE F*CK OUT OF MY WAY!” Brujah lifting the taller Renegade up on the table and Brujah gets on. Dear god. He’s picking him up for the Bad Trip! The crowd screaming here but Brujah’s loosing balance as his knee’s buckling and Renegade slips from behind and catches Brujah right on the throat. He holds tight as he kicks the injured left knee again and DEAR LORD! He lifted Brujah onto his shoulders…SCORPION DEATH DROP INTO THE SPANISH ANNOUCE TABLE!”
Shawna Johnson: “Yikes.”
Nick Page: “Yikes in deed. Renegade swinging the match back in his favor as he rolls out from the debris of the Spanish announce table. The Spanish announcers are here. To sit by us! How are you Nacho?”
Nacho Pescado: “Normal. Y tu?”
Shawna Johnson: “I can translate for you Nick. He said he’s great, and wants to know if you like fried eggs. And the other guy, a sexy beast just said he wants to take me to dinner.”
Nick Page: “In the meanwhile Renegade grabbing a table from beneath the ring and has set it up. The referee is still out from that brutal martial arts kick as Renegade grins as he grabs the stirring Brujah from the debris. He picks him up and he has him set for a power bomb! Brujah waking up as he slams that huge right fist right into Renegade’s already hurt left temple as he begins to loose balance from the pain. Brujah gulps and pushes off Renegade and lands right on his good knee, just barely as Brujah struggles to his feet. Renegade slowly regaining composure from the boxing jabs as he runs at Brujah with a clothesline. But Brujah counters with a beautiful martial arts mule kick right into Renegade’s face!”
Shawna Johnson: “Brujah was kung fu fighting. His kicks were as fast as lightening. He always tend to be a little bit frightening…”
Nick Page: “Nice song there. Brujah capitalizing as he puts Renegade between his legs and lifts him with all his might into a power bomb position! The crowd going wild here! I think we’ll say the PLURificator folks! Brujah powers bombs Renegade right into the concrete once! Again! Again! Brujah’s stirring as he picks him up one more time and Renegade’s fighting back with some hard lefts to the head of Brujah, trying to slip out of it. Brujah’s loosing grip as he falls to his left knee and Renegade shows that cocky grin. Renegade trying to slip off when Brujah springs to life on adrenaline! Brujah holding him up with one arm as he flips off Renegade and slams him for the 4th power bomb right into that table! The crowd’s livid!”
Nick Page: “Brujah falls back to the guard rail as he rests. The referee inside the ring is finally stirring to his feet, as is Brujah who moves over to the rubble and throws Renegade into the ring. Brujah slowly going inside as he picks up Renegade and whips him into the upper right corner. Brujah backs off and rests in the other corner, catching his breath. Renegade a bit knocked out in the corner as Brujah works out the kinks in his knee with some stretching on it and then gulps and grits his teeth as he charges toward Renegade’s corner. Brujah pulls up his right kick for karate hard running kick but Renegade dodges and catches him with a Belly-to-Belly Suplex! A desperation maneuver here as Renegade falls down on for the cover!”
Nick Page: “Brujah just barely kicks out of that one! Renegade livid as the crowd is on their feet. Renegade furious as he lays in some hideous stomps right into the left knee of Brujah. This man has ever attempted to destroy Brujah so he can’t walk. Renegade has shown he can keep up in power and show technical expertise but as this match has shown it can change in a heartbeat. Renegade begins to lock his legs and locks in an Indian Death lock! Brujah is screaming in pain as Renegade is slamming his foot right into that knee. Brujah is struggling for the ropes, crawling since his legs are immobilized. Can he do it? Shawna Johnson: “Fans think so.”
Nick Page: “And he gets them. Renegade slowly letting go as he stands up and closes in again for a stomp but a vicious spin sweep from the ground knocks Renegade right of his feet. The crowd behind the generation champion as he slowly makes his way back to his feet, as he holds the ropes tightly, his knee buckling from the pain. Renegade slowly to his feet as he closes in on Brujah with a clothesline but the raver martial artist ducks and slams a hard knee right into the six ten frame of Renegade! He’s hunched over. Brujah assumes a kickboxing stance; he scouts his shot and connects with a hard foot to the left face! Renegade knocked aside as he’s beginning to bleed from the over exposed shots to the head as he stumbles about, blood in his eyes. Brujah limps over as the crowd is screaming for this battle of two big men.”
Shawna Johnson: “When big men wrestle everyone’s happy. Except me since neither of them are sexy.”
Nick Page: “Brujah sizing up one more shot, a beautiful right under hook that hunches over Renegade. Brujah shoots in and lifts him onto his shoulders! Dear lord! The crowd’s going insane as Brujah has the massive six ten Renegade resting on his shoulders. He’s signaling the Tiesto’s Spin. He spins him out but Brujah’s knee buckles and Renegade lands on his knees! Brujah reeling in pain as Renegade lands a pot shot on his knee and hunches over Brujah. DEAR LORD! Renegade lands Minty Fresh Death. The cover!”
Irv Coyner: “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner by pin fall, RENEGADE!”
Nick Page: “In my honest opinion that one was stolen by Renegade by just barely beating the Generation champion. I will give credit to Renegade, he had a good strategy on working the knee so he could in the end get out of the Tiesto’s Spin and hit Minty Fresh Death since I doubt Renegade has the strength to land Final Judgment. I applaud for both men.”
Brujah is walking down the hallway when he notices 2 shadows in the distance and walks towards them as the dudes stand there lieing against the wall and he gets ready to fight them.
Maxx: woah woah.. hold on there big man. You don't wanna fight us.. I mean come on.. it's 2 against 1.
Brujah smirks at them and whistles.. soon Summer, k McKormick and Demise all turn up and Maxx and Mike just laugh at them.
Summer: You know, I used to like you guys..
Mike: So you've finally cooled down.. btw.. you guys might wanna turn around..
Brujah: And whys that?
The whole of Revolution turns around to be met by steel chair shots to the face by 4 people.. they come out of the darkness to show themselves as Dani and her crew.. along with Token Black Guy.
Token Black Guy: Yo man.. those Mutha fuckas went down good!
Dani: *standing on Summers back* Bitch.. now you know not to mess with the American Sweetheart!
Maxx: You girls did good.. I guess our work here is done.. better get ready for our match..
Maxx and Mike walk off headed towards there lockeroom leaving Token Black guy with Dani and other girls she is with.
Token Black Guy: Sooo, any of you ho's wanna hook up in my black camero?
Dani: Get lost..
Dani walks off with the rest of the females leaving The unconscious Revolution and Token black Guy
Token Black Guy: I am lost.. where am I?
Token Black Guy walks around incoherently to the left like he's lost.. and then back to the right.. pointing towards the car park.. saying to himself that this is the right way.
Nick Page: "STD certainly making an impact all over the arena tonight, and we've yet to actually see them wrestling in their match. I'm sure they're going to be doing well tonight, it sure seems like they're confident enough."
Shawna Johnson: "Lets just hope they aren't OVER confident in themselves."
Nick Page: "Hey, when you're the Dudes, you can do anything."
Triangle Match
Cruiserweight Title
Match
Draven vs. KrANK vs.
ICON
Irv Coyner: "Introducing first, reigning from Osaka, Japan, weighing in at two hundred and twenty-seven pounds, DRAVEN!"
** "Wait and Bleed" by Slipknot begins blaring over the loudspeakers, as large bursts of white pyro blasts from the entranceway. Draven appears, sprinting towards the ring, looking like a man possessed. He leaps up the apron, standing upon the second rope, and salutes the fans, much to their approval. As they start to die down, he climbs inside the ring, and stretches out, awaiting his opponents. **
Irv Coyner: "...and his opponent, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds, ICON!"
** All the lights go out at first as the first tunes of Marilyn Manson's "Sweet Dreams" begin to play. Then you see one bright spotlight being shined at the top of the rampway, as you see Icon walk out with a smirk on his face. He raises his left hand high in the air while he stands in the middle of the spotlight, while fireworks spurt up high in the air along the rampway. He then walks down the ramp and enters the ring, before he heads immediately to a corner, sits down, and looks at his opponent boringly before he fights.**
Irv Coyner: "and finally, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds, KrANK!"
** The Arena goes dark as "Born With Nothing" by Papa Roach blares over the PA, and red pyro shoots off at the entrance. KrANK explodes out of the back to the cheering fans. He jumps up and down for a second, then runs to the ring jumping up on each turnbuckle and yelling to the fans as more pyro shoots off.**
Nick Page: "Our competitors look ready to go tonight!
And they waste no time getting at one another. KrANK
and Draven kick things off teaming against Icon, both of them pummeling on the
newcomer with a blurred flurry of fists!"
Shawna Johnson:
Nick Page: "As he come bouncing back, the two land a double drop kick on Icon, sending him to the mat hard. Draven and KrANK rise to their feet, as KrANK gets the better of those two, taking him down with a spear."
Shawna Johnson: "Icon follows soon after, dropping an elbow, before pulling Draven to his feet, and bringing him right back down with a DDT."
Nick Page: "After a shaky start, Icon seems to be taking control. He lands a bulldog on KrANK, before turning back towards Draven!"
Shawna Johnson: "He's taking both of them out by himself! Icon focuses on Draven, irish whipping him into the corner, and delivering a series of punches while standing on the turnbuckles!"
Nick Page: "He doesn't see KrANK climbing the ropes! Icon finishes with Draven, who slumps in the corner, and as he turns around, catches KrANK flying through the air towards him! Quickly, he grabs hold of the flying star, and falls backwards, nailing him with a ... ummm... what do you call that move?"
Shawna Johnson: "Guillotine body drop? I don't know. He fell backwards, sending KrANK neck first into the top rope. I have a feeling that's going to take some time to recover from."
Nick Page: "KrANK pulls himself to the near corner, taking some time to catch his breath, as Icon starts stomping on Draven. With a disrespecting slap to the face, he pulls Draven to his feet, landing THG! Icon's own brand of superkick lands across the kisser of Draven, and he falls hard!"
Shawna Johnson: "He wastes no time turning towards KrANK, who's still gasping for breath in the corner. He picks up the fallen KrANK, and delivers a piledriver!"
Nick Page: "Icon with the pin!"
**One..Two...Three!**
Irv Coyner: "Here is your winner and new TWF CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMPION, ICON!"
Nick Page: "No contest there."
Shawna Johnson: "Sometimes I wonder if some of these wrestlers are really that good, or if their opponents are just that bad."
Nick Page: "In this case I think it was a bit of both. Well in any event, ICON has some cruiserweight gold in his debut match here in the TWF, I'm sure we're going to be hearing THAT being recited over and over again."
Shawna Johnson: "Like a broken record."
Nick Page: "No doubt-"
Somers: You know Jared, I've said it once, and I'll say it again. Our match at the Clash of Titans was an epic battle that will be invited to be matched..... For thirty damn minutes you through everything you had at Steve Somers......and as the match grew longer, you were beginning to realize that your title reign was slowing coming to a close.
(pauses)
Somers: However son, you must realize one thing.....and that is, you're damn lucky that you still have the TWF world title. [Crowd boos] You might as well come on out here and admit it, I had you beat the first time, and maybe I did get a little ahead of myself by asking for an Iron Man Match. Because everybody clearly witnessed Steve Somers pin Jared Blazer.....without the aid of a weapon, or out side interference. However, you fluked out a pair of pins which allowed you to steal another win here. Because lets face it son...your first pin happened because you just happen to fart at the right time, which gave you that added momentum to roll over that inside cradle. [Crowd boos] And let's not forget when Jenna handed you the win by driving her damn heel in my face. [Crowd cheers]
Somers: Ya, you all liked that didn't you....[Crowd cheers] Now Jared, you might be sitting there in your little hottub sipping on that five dollar apple cidar at home, but listen up. You see, it's apparent that you didn't happen to catch the stipulation I added on the contract. It stated, that Steve Somers were to lose the match due to outside interference, that I would be granted a rematch at my choosing.[Crowd boos] So Jared, that time, will be at the next TWF PPV, and you can rest assure this time there will be no special match. Just Steve Somers finishing what should have happened last week.
Somers: But you know something son, I don't blame you for Steve Somers not winning the world title, because lets face, you proved you couldn't get the job done on your own. No cupcake, there's only one person to fault here, and that person is........[Steve turns and points his finger at Jenna]
YOU!
Somers: "Jen, what in the HELL were you thinking? I had the match well in hand, I had Jared right where I wanted him, and then your ass, for some reason, felt the need to screw everything up! Well princess, you've screwed up one time too many, and I'm afraid that's just unacceptable."
Nick Page: “Well I don’t know about this next match. Willy is listed on the injured list indefinitely with doctor’s orders, but apparently this match is going to go on tonight. I don’t know what DDF is planning on doing about Willy’s condition tonight.”
Shawna Johnson: “I’m sure he’s got something up his sleeve, he is quite the business savvy man.”
Irv Coyner: “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be for the TWF Television Title! Introducing first, from parts unknown and weighing in at three hundred pounds even. He is accompanied to the ring by The Reverend and The Pastor, the TWF TELEVISION CHAMPION, TRIPLE SIX!”
Irv Coyner: “His opponent, from Elvisworld Themepark in Memphis, Tennessee. Weighing in at two hundred and fifty seven pounds and accompanied to the ring by Phineas Cooper. WILLY “THE KING” BEAUMONT!”
Nick Page: “I don’t believe it Marky Chang is back.”
Shawna Johnson: “What I don’t believe is that these fans are cheering his comeback, aren’t these the same people that hated Marky Chang.”
Nick Page: “Yeah, but any comeback is a momentous occasion. If for no other reason than it gives us someone else to hate. Chang hurls Six into the ropes and hits him with a spinning heel kick to the chops. Chang leaps up on the turnbuckle in one swift move and comes off with a frog splash! That was certainly impressive.”
Shawna Johnson: “Well I guess we know Chang wasn’t eating Jelly Donuts and watching daytime talk shows while he was gone these past few weeks.”
Nick Page: “Chang pulling Six up to his feet. Wait, Six is slugging it out with Chang. Six knocking Chang back a few paces with heavy right hands. Chang sent across the ring into the ropes. Triple6 lifts up that Hell’s Boot, but Chang baseball slides beneath it. Chang popping back up to his feet. Triple6 turns around. MARKY CHANG MUSIC! Triple6 is out cold.”
Shawna Johnson: “But here comes Reverend and Pastor into the ring. Chang hits Rev with a double heel dropkick right to the face sending him back outside the ring over the top rope.”
Nick Page: “Chang back on his feet. Pastor sent into the ropes and Chang catches him with the CFR FLIP! Chang back on his feet and grabs the TV title holding it above Triple6's face. Uh-oh, I think someone has it in store for Chang.”
Nick Page: “I’m not sure who The Suicide Machine is here to take out, but whoever it is, I don’t want to be in their shoes.”
Shawna Johnson: “Well that answers that question. Starr grabs Chang’s arm and short arm lariat nearly cleaved Chang’s head off his shoulders. Wait. Triple6 is getting to his feet.”
Nick Page: “The Suicide Machine dropping down to the mat and rolling out of the ring. The Suicide Machine walking backwards to the stage. What could this mean?”
Shawna Johnson: “Dear God, not Marky on his return!”
Nick Page: “Hells STORM drives the face of Marky Chang right into that TV Title strap! Marky Chang just got closer to the TV title than he ever wanted to be in his life I’m sure. Triple6 pointing at The Suicide Machine still at the stage and, he looks to be laughing at him! Folks, this is just bizarre. The Suicide Machine, Triple6, Marky Chang, I just can’t sort it all out.”
Shawna Johnson: “Well obviously with the announcement of Willy not being able to make this match I’m sure Chang saw it as a golden opportunity to make his return. The Suicide Machine, I gave up on trying to figure him out a long time ago. The thing I don’t get is why he’d attack Chang if he was trying to get to Triple6. Why not just go for the man himself?”
Nick Page: “I don’t know, but I do know that The Suicide Machine is as cunning as he is ruthless and nothing happens at his hands without him knowing full well what it means in the big picture.”
Shawna Johnson: “I’m sure we’ll see that picture develop in the weeks to come.”
Nick Page: “No doubt that we will. Well unfortunately fans we’ve got a bit of somber news to bring you. I know you’ve all heard the internet rumors about our Commissioner “Franchise” Johnny Hawke and his neck injury he sustained in the ring a few weeks ago when he faced Luke Von Erich. Well tonight we’ve got a live satellite feed where Johnny Hawke is going to address these issues for all of you. Let’s see if we can connect up with him.”
Nick Page: “Hello Johnny, and let me be first to welcome you to a speedy recovery.”
Hawke: “Thanks Nick…… Your support, not to mention the fan’s and everyone, week in and week out sending me their emails of support really makes it hard for me to make the following decision. Now seeing I was never been a person to beat around the bush. I will just say it. For over 18 years this has been my life and this has been my home, but it is time for me to put up my boots. It isn’t a decision I like. I never wanted to do it, but when your body has taken as much punishment as I have. There comes a time when it won’t go any more, and that time is now. I would like to take the time to thank everyone for the memories and the experiences they gave me for if it wasn’t for you fans. I wouldn’t have been the legend you all wanted me to be. So with that said. I say this…… I love you all! Thank you! Good bye.”
Nick Page: “Well that is certainly a hard pill to swallow.”
Shawna Johnson: “He is certainly going to be missed in this sport, I just can’t believe he has to call it quits.”
Nick Page: “Well the man that has inspired many young men to grow up and into this sport is bowing out gracefully, not due to choice, but due to physical constraints. Definitely a somber day in not only TWF history, but the sport of professional wrestling itself.”
Shawna Johnson: “Well the show must go on, and we’ve got the biggest match of the evening right ahead of us.”
Nick Page: “I tell you, if anything can raise a man’s spirits, it’s seeing the Simply Thrilling Dudes in action, and now that they’ve got those Tag Titles back, there’s no doubt that this match will be nothing short of....”
Shawna Johnson: “SIMPLY THRILLING!”
Nick Page: “You said it.”
Simply Thrilling Dudes vs. K McKormick and Demise
Irv Coyner: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the TWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first. They weigh in at a combined four hundred and ninety pounds. Representing the Revolution, K McKORMICK AND DEMISE!”
Irv Coyner: “Their opponents. Weighing in at a combined five hundred and fifty five pounds. They are YOUR TWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS. S! T! D!”
”PAAAAAINNNNN”
“PAAAAIIIINNNN”
“YOU KNOW YOU’RE RIGHT!”
Pyros explode at the stage, showering the arena in sparks. As the pyro dies down Maxx and Mike are standing on the stage, their titles raised high in the air to overwhelming cheers from the crowd. They step down to the ring, taking long slow strides and reaching out to slap hands with the fans. STD pause outside the ring and look in at their opponents holding up their tag titles and pointing to them. McKormick and Demise making the title belt motion around their waists and STD just shakes their heads no. Maxx and Mike step up on the apron and into the ring staring nose to nose with McKormick and Demise**
Nick Page: “And a brawl erupts in the ring as all four men slugging it out. Demise fires rights to Mike Irwin’s head and whips him into the ropes, but Maxx puts McKormick backwards with a hard European uppercut, then grabs Demise from behind and drops him to the mat with a reverse DDT. Mike bounces off the opposite ropes then comes down with a running leg drop to the throat of Demise.”
Shawna Johnson: “Maxx and Mike showing some good teamwork right off the bat.”
Nick Page: “Maxx grabbing McKormick and rolling him out of the ring, leaving Demise all alone with Mike. Mike pulling Demise to his feet and hits him with a few shots into the stomach. Mike pushes him backwards into the turnbuckle. Mike with a cross corner whip, but Demise reverses and Mike hits hard in the corner instead.”
Shawna Johnson: “He sure wasn’t expecting that. Maybe a bit too confident early in the match.”
Nick Page: “Demise charges into the corner and hits him with a knee into the gut bending Mike over. Demise reaches over and tags McKormick. Demise pulling Mike back into the middle of the ring and McKormick heading up to the top rope.”
Shawna Johnson: “I don’t like the look of this.”
Nick Page: “Demise putting Mike between his legs. Demise pulls him up for a jacknife powerbomb, but Maxx is in the ring and clips Demise’s knee from behind. Mike drops down on Demise’s chest. McKormick comes off the top rope and hits Mike in the back of the head with a dropkick though.”
Shawna Johnson: “Good change of strategy by McKormick.”
Nick Page: “Maxx is back to his feet though and going over to McKormick. The referee steps in the way and admonishes him out of the ring. McKormick grabbing Irwin and pulling him to his feet, smashing his face into the turnbuckle. Demise rolling to the outside of the ring.”
Shawna Johnson: “No doubt feeling the pain from the 280 pound Irwin coming down full force on his sternum.”
Nick Page: “McKormick pulling Irwin to the middle of the ring. McKormick fires him into the ropes, but Irwin grabs the ropes and stops himself. McKormick charges with a lariat, but Irwin ducks him and back body drops him over the top rope. McKormick lands on his feet on the apron. McKormick grabs Irwin’s head from behind and drops him down with a reversed Hot Shot move.”
Shawna Johnson: “McKormick really snapping him over that top rope as Irwin was flung forward and flat on his face.”
Nick Page: “McKormick sliding back in the ring and pulling Irwin up, Irwin with a shot into the ribs of McKormick out of nowhere. He reached down deep for that one. McKormick stunned, but sends some shots of his own, quelling the fighting spirit of Irwin. McKormick laces his chest with a resounding chop. McKormick grabs his arm and twists it around walking Irwin to his corner and tagging in Demise.”
Shawna Johnson: “He still doesn’t look to be in great shape after that hard hit.”
Nick Page: “Demise coming in with a sharp elbow driving it down into the twisted shoulder of Irwin. Irwin desperately needs to get Maxx in this match. Irwin down on his knees and Demise lifting his chin up, only to come down hard on his face with a hard shot. Irwin looks dazed. Demise pulling him to his feet and hooking his arm over his neck.”
Shawna Johnson: “It looks like Demise is having some trouble hoisting Mike up. Could that chest be injured? A broken rib?”
Nick Page: “Well Irwin is starting to resist Demise’s attempts at pulling him over. Irwin hits Demise in the ribs with his free hand. Irwin with a front layout suplex and Demise hitting the mat dead center on his chest! That certainly had to put him down.”
Shawna Johnson: “No doubt he’s got to be in severe pain.”
Nick Page: “Still, Mike isn’t exactly at 100% crawling to his corner. Irwin tags in Maxx, and now Demise is really in trouble. Maxx has Demise up, but McKormick is in the ring. McKormick with a running elbowsmash to the back of Maxx’s head. Demise grabs Maxx and rolls him up with an inside cradle!”
Shawna Johnson: “A near fall and we almost were announcing new tag team champs there.”
Nick Page: “No doubt the two pronged assault from the Revolution had thrown Maxx off his game for a moment. Maxx now back on his feet and jeering at McKormick on the outside. Maxx pulls Demise up and presses him over his shoulders in a Gorilla press.”
Shawna Johnson: “This could be bad.”
Nick Page: “OUCH! Maxx just dropped Demise down and across his knee chest first. Demise has got to be in severe pain. Maxx playing up to the crowd and dear God, Demise is pushing himself to his feet! Does this man know what pain is?”
Shawna Johnson: “No doubt he knows what it is, but I’m sure he’s pushing past the pain, for the big prize.”
Nick Page: “Demise holding his ribs as Maxx climbs down off the turnbuckle. Demise with a desperate kick to Maxx’s gut. Maxx staggered a bit and Demise grabs him with one hand and pulls him over with a Northern Lights suplex! Demise really pushed himself to get that one. Demise clutching his ribs and crawling towards his partner K.”
Shawna Johnson: “Are you kidding me?! Maxx get up! GET UP!”
Nick Page: “Demise within arms reach of McKormick. Maxx back on his feet and Demise gets the tag. McKormick in the ring, but Maxx isn’t backing down and the two go toe to toe with a collar elbow tie-up. McKormick takes advantage with a knee to the gut. McKormick runs up the turnbuckle and drops Maxx with an acid drop bulldog!”
Shawna Johnson: “Gotta hand it to him there, he got great height. McKormick hooking the leg.”
Nick Page: “Another near fall for the Revolution. McKormick back on his feet and pulling Maxx up along as well. McKormick puts Maxx into the corner hard and Maxx hits with force. Maxx stumbling out of the corner and McKormick comes off the ropes and lands a beautiful swinging neckbreaker.”
Shawna Johnson: “That’s one you’re gonna see in a pinup.”
Nick Page: “McKormick taking some time to catch his breath as he gets back to his feet and pulls Maxx up as well. McKormick throws Maxx into the ropes, but Maxx takes him down with a spear, and Maxx and McKormick spill through the ropes and to the outside! Demise hopping down to check on McKormick, helping him to his feet, and here comes Mike from around the side. Mike tackles Demise taking him down to the ground. McKormick already on his feet though and stomping on Maxx!”
Shawna Johnson: “I love watching these guys wrestle, but I hate it when they’re right out here in front of us! It makes me nervous!”
Nick Page: “Mike dragging Demise over and hoisting him up, drops him chest first over the guardrail. But McKormick is pulling Maxx up. McKormick has Maxx on his shoulders and he’s turning around his back to us. Shawna I think we better move!”
Nick Page: “McKormick ducks a lariat from Mike and instead picks him up with a release German suplex and flings him away. McKormick hauling Maxx out of the rubble of what used to be our table and rolling him into the ring this could be it folks. Maxx in the ring, McKormick on the outisde. McKormick with a slingshot legdrop, but Maxx rolls out of the way! Maxx and McKormick both laying on the mat, worn ragged. The ref is counting. Demise is still laying on the ground here in front of us holding his ribs, and Mike is making his way back to his corner.”
Shawna Johnson: “I can’t stand the intensity Nick! Something big is going to happen here, this could be the end of the match.”
Nick Page: “Maxx struggling to get the tag to Mike, HE HAS IT! Mike helps Maxx to his feet and goes to the attack on McKormick. Maxx signaling to Mike. Mike has McKormick up, FACIAL HERPES! Mike hooks the leg for the pin...”
Shawna Johnson: “They did it, they kept those titles! The Dudes really are Simply Thrilling!”
Nick Page: “Wait, they don’t look like they are done yet. Maxx going to the outside and grabbing the steel steps. Dear God, no, this match is over. Maxx sliding the steps into the ring, but DEMISE FROM BEHIND SHOVES MAXX INTO THE RINGPOST!”
Shawna Johnson: “I’m sure he wasn’t expecting that!”
Nick Page: “Demise grabs Maxx on the outside, hops up on the ring apron DEMISE! DEMISE just dropped Maxx to the floor with his inverted tornado DDT! In the ring Mike wants retribution and grabs McKormick pulling him up in a piledriver and DRIVES HIM INTO THE RING STEPS! McKormick is busted open. Demise on the outside clutching his ribs, but pulling Maxx up again! This is crazy!”
Shawna Johnson: “These two teams are trying to kill each other.”
Nick Page: “Demise hoisting Maxx back to his feet. He smashes his face into the ring apron, but Mike comes in with a baseball slide catching Demise in the face and sending him sprawling back into the guardrail. Mike back to the outside and Mike grabs Demise in a sleeper hold. MILLION DOLLAR WET DREAM!”
Shawna Johnson: “That move just makes me cringe in pain.”
Nick Page: “STD going under the ring for a table, what more could they possibly be planning on doing? Maxx setting up the table. DRAKE AND MORRIS ARE HERE! DRAKE AND MORRIS RUNNING DOWN TO THE RING!”
Shawna Johnson: “Yeah for the heroes!”
Nick Page: “Morris clocks Mike from behind and Mike falls onto the table. Drake tackles Maxx, but Maxx turns it into a DDT onto the ground. Morris hops up on the ring apron, FROG SPLASH ON MIKE THROUGH THE TABLE! Maxx stomping on Morris now, McKormick up in the ring, SUICIDE DIVE SUICIDE DIVE and he just leveled Maxx and Drake and a whole lot of others with that move. There are bodies everywhere out here. AND HERE COMES SYNPHONY OF DISORDER!”
Shawna Johnson: “Oh this is just getting ridiculous now!”
Nick Page: “It’s an all out brawl outside the ring as all four tag teams are struggling to come out on top, folks we’ve got to go, we’ll see you next week!”