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| [Before Holier Than Thou hits the airwaves, a short video package plays to familiarize the fans with what's gone down since the past supershow.] Cliff Anderson:: Suhgs is back! And he's the new Television Champion! [A clip of the Grappler Wrestler unmasking after defeating "Mr. Showtime" Mikey Wryght for the Television Championship is shown.] Cliff Anderson:: McCool has done it! McCool's survived Revilation and Kris Kartier to become the new Atlantic Champion! [A clip of a Josh McCool defeating Revilation and Kris Kartier in a triple threat match at Explosivo for the Atlantic Championship is shown.] Cliff Anderson:: It's three! Zane's done it! Brian Zane has captured the Heavyweight Championship! [A clip of Brian Zane using the middle rope to pin Griffin Youngblood for the Heavyweight Championship plays.] Cliff Anderson:: It's...it's him! He's back! [The shot from the very end of Explosivo is shown. The ominous silhouette of the Kill Devil Hills Daredevil making his shocking return.] W. William Suhgs:: And what about the documents? I've got it in writing, Dick. Orders to have the Atlantic Arena burned to the ground. Have it made out to look like an accident. Well, I shouldn't say that I have the papers. The State of Virginia has the papers now. Dick, I guess what I'm really trying to say is...you're under arrest!. [A clip of Richard Cormier being cuffed and arrested by Virginia's finest is shown.] Richard Cormier:: Regina. Regina! Listen to me! You're going to have to run things for a little while until I come back. Be strong for daddy. [A clip of Dick handing over control of the A.W.A. right before being stuffed into a squad car is shown.] Cliff Anderson:: The B.F.F.'s are out here and they're beating the hell out of Dr. Payne! Where's Jimmy the Klepto? [A clip of the B.F.F.'s beating down one half of the Tag Team Champions is shown. Jimmy the Klepto is nowhere to be seen as the rift between Pros n' Cons widens.] Cliff Anderson:: He did it again. This is the third time in two months that Mikey Wryght has defeated Josh McCool. [A clip of Mikey Wryght pinning Josh McCool with a handful of trunks is shown as Arkham and Griffin Youngblood watch from ringside.] Cliff Anderson:: Revilation?! [A clip of Nick Teredo unmasking Destini's minion is shown, followed by Kartier and Revilation ganging up on the Native Son to align themselves with Destini.] Cliff Anderson:: McNasty's done it! It's all tied up and we're going to match seven at Holier Than Thou! [Several short clips of the best of seven series between McNasty and Sadistic are shown, chronicling Sadistic's early success in the opening matches and McNasty's brutal comeback in the final few matches.] Cliff Anderson:: I don't believe it! Not only has Gutter defeated Suhgs for the Television Championship, he's also ended William's undefeated streak! And Suhgs is infuriated! [A clip of Gutter cleanly defeating W. William Suhgs in the center of the ring with a quick schoolboy rollup is shown.] Griffin Youngblood:: You won't make it to Holier Than Thou! [A clip of Youngblood and Arkham being separated by security after their contract signing is shown. Youngblood is screaming at Arkham while trying to get at him with his steel chain.] Regina Cormier:: Once again, with my father's blessing, I've decided to bring the family back together one more time. But this time, they're not the Insurance Policy. They're not the Elite. No, they're the Chosen! [A clip of Cormier coming down to the ring to join Kris Kartier, Revilation, and Destini is shown. The crowd is sick to their stomach as the Chosen reform.] Cliff Anderson:: This is Armageddon! [In this final clip all hell breaks loose as seemingly every member of the A.W.A. roster fills the ring for a battle of biblical proportions!] Cliff Anderson:: We'll see you at Holier Than Thou! [And with that, the video package fades to black.] |
| [Metallica's "Holier Than Thou" opens the A.W.A.'s third supershow inside of the warehouse adjacent to Jolly Roger's Pub. A humble pyro display shoots off in front of the entrance. The fans are on their feet screaming their lungs out as the camera pans around the stoked audience. Finally, the shot comes to a rest in front of the A.W.A.'s premier announcing duo, Cliff Anderson and Jack Deruke. Their faces can't hide the excitement.] Cliff Anderson:: Ladies and gents, welcome to Holier Than Thou! We have a great show lined up for you tonight. Wouldn't you agree, Jack, my boy? Jack Deruke:: Sadly, I have no smartass comments this time. Tonight's card is stacked from top to bottom, and that's all I've gotta say about that! Cliff Anderson:: All five championships on the line! Griffin Youngblood finally steps into the ring with Arkham! And just take a look at what hangs above us... [The camera follows Cliff's glance upwards into the rafters...up...up...there it is. Some call it a cage. Some call it a cell. Tonight, this steel prison will play host to violence that is considered illegal in most countries. The razor wire surrounding it will see to it...] Cliff Anderson:: Tonight is gonna go down in history. Mark my words, Jack. Mark my words. But up first, we've got a tag team match to warm the crowd up a little bit... |
| Jack Deruke:: Last week, those fruity little circus freaks turned over a new leaf by winning two straight matches. Cliff Anderson:: Yes, but Larry Thompson and his giant friend Olaf, the man formerly known as Machine, are back with a vengeance. This should be a good contest with the winner most likely receiving a shot at tag team gold sometime in the near future. [The Folk are out first and receive a nice ovation from the crowd. Thompson and Olaf come out next, and they're also met with a favorable reaction. Jigsaw and Olaf start the contest which grabs the crowd's attention immediately. The two big bulls lock horns in the center of the ring and try to muscle one another around the ring. Olaf, the bigger of the two, seems to be getting the better of the exchange. A handful of tests ensue. Tests of strength, manhood, and the like. But it would appear the Olaf is clearly the stronger of the two. Not to be outdone, Jigsaw scoops Olaf off the ground and slams him to the mat. Jigsaw tags in his smaller partner and great tag team wrestling begins. Jingles and Jigsaw make quick tags to try and wear down the Giant German. Olaf might be dumb, but not dumb enough to try and fight off the Folk on his own. He tags in Thompson and the match continues with each team trying to single out one of their opponents and wear them down.] Cliff Anderson:: This is some good tag team wrestling. I'm impressed. [The match goes back and forth. Neither team is able to single out a member of the other team and there is no hot tag. It's good give-and-take wrestling with the crowd left unsure of who is going to walk out the victor. Olaf goes for the Goozle on Jingles but Jigsaw breaks it up with a clubbing blow to the back. Jigsaw goes for the Sideshow Bomb but Thompson is there to stop him with a kick to the back. Thompson sets up Jigsaw for the Next of Kin Notification but Jingles flies off the top rope and catches him with a cross body block. The referee is in position and begins the count. 1...2...Olaf boots Jingles in the back of the head, then tosses him out of the ring. Jigsaw clotheslines Olaf from behind and the Giant German falls over the top rope to the arena floor. Jigsaw turns around right into a boot to the gut, followed by Thompson's Next of Kin Notification! Thompson covers him and quickly hooks the leg. 1...2...3!] Cliff Anderson:: An impressive victory by No Gimmicks Needed in their first tag team outting. Wait, it looks like Thompson has other plans. He's not leaving, he's calling for a microphone. |
| [Thompson stands in the center of the ring with a microphone in hand as his music cuts out. Olaf joins him in the ring while the Folk regroup and head to the back.] Larry Thompson:: Regina, you may not be Richard, but you're still a Cormier! And that makes you guilty by association! So Regina, me and my main man Olaf here are going to make your life a living hell...starting tonight! [The fans begin cheering. Thompson slaps Olaf on his massive chest.] Larry Thompson:: Kris Kartier...Revilation...you picked the wrong time to join up with your old friends again. Good luck with your matches tonight, boys, because you're definitely gonna need it. [With that, Thompson throws the mic down and exits the ring. Olaf follows suit.] |
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| Cliff Anderson:: Some strong words there by Larry Thompson. Up next, we've got the first championship match of the night as Gutter defends his newly won Television Championship against the former champion, W. William Suhgs. [Suhgs makes his way down the aisle to a round of cheers from the fans sans Marcus Mayham who was found in his apartment yesterday beaten thoroughly. Gutter makes his way out next and is surprised by the amount of cheers he receives from the fans. The referee calls for the bell and the fifteen minutes begin ticking away. Suhgs doesn't waste any time going straight for Gutter. He wants his belt back in a bad way and he wants it now. Gutter has a surprise for Suhgs, though, and meets him halfway with punch to the mush! The fight is on and the fans love it! Not expecting this kind of fight from Gutter, Suhgs covers up while Gutter lays in blow after blow. Unable to break William's guard, Gutter kicks him in the gut, the DDTs him and goes for the quick cover. 1...2...kickout! Suhgs needs time to regroup and rolls to the outside. Gutter, being the hardcore bastard that he is, likes what he sees and follows Suhgs outside. Suhgs doesn't even see Gutter coming and is promptly rammed shoulder first into the ring post! The fans are going wild as Gutter lays in heavy, and I do mean heavy boots to the head. Rolling Suhgs back in, Gutter goes for the cover once again. 1...2...kickout!] Cliff Anderson:: When Gutter defeated Suhgs out of nowhere last week to capture the Television Champion, everybody called it a fluke. Nobody gave Gutter any credit. I think he proving some of his naysayers wrong right now with this beating he's laying on the former champion. [Gutter tries to press his advantage but walks right into an inverted atomic drop. Suhgs fires piston-like left hands into the bread basket of the Television Champion, then hits the ropes and levels him with a running clothesline. Suhgs positions Gutter for what looks to be a piledriver but Gutter counters by backdropping Suhgs. The time continues to tick away past the ten minute mark. Feeling a sense of urgency, Suhgs turns up the volume. Gutter attempts a running clothesline of his own but Suhgs meets him with a beautiful dropkick. Suhgs whips Gutter into the ropes and goes for a leapfrog but Gutter catches him in mid-air and handles him with a devastating powerbomb. Gutter with the cover. 1...2...Suhgs barely gets the shoulder up! Two minutes remaining. Gutter locks in a chinlock and lets the time tick down. Suhgs fights his way up and connects with three elbows to the ribs. The Barracuda hits the ropes and comes back with a kick to the stomach. With Gutter doubled over, Suhgs hits the adjacent ropes and catches him with the Siwash! Suhgs hooks the leg. 1...2...3! The fans erupt!] Cliff Anderson:: He's done it! Suhgs has regained the Television Championship! Jack, is it just me, or does Suhgs look a little bigger? Jack Deruke:: Well, a championship does make a man appear larger than life... Cliff Anderson:: That's not what I meant... [Suhgs celebrates in the ring as the shot cuts to the backstage area.] |
| [Donny McNasty is found sitting in his dressing room all alone. His head is resting against the wall and his eyes are closed. He's trying to mentally prepare himself for his trip to Hell later on in the night. His second trip to Hell. His concentration is broken by a loud, crude banging on the door. Without waiting for an answer, Cletus T. McNasty lets himself in. McNasty opens one eye. His expression looks most displeased.] Cletus T. McNasty:: Cousin Donny, I gots sum idears for yer match tonight. Donny J. McNasty:: Cletus, please...not right now. I've got a very serious, very dangerous match coming up and I just need to be alone right now. Cletus T. McNasty:: But...I thought of this real cool idear while I was out huntin' them weird lil' squirls with them bushy tails. See, I had that... [Donny roles his eyes. This is the last thing he needs right now. In a few short moments careers might well be ended and Cletus is talking about his hunting expedition.] Donny J. McNasty:: Cletus...please. Not right now. Cletus T. McNasty:: Yeah, but I figgered since, after all, it's cuz o' me that yer in this match, you might wanna hear this real good idea I got me. [Under normal circumstances, Donny can put up with his cousin's annoying eccentricities, but these aren't normal circumstances. Men are going to be scarred for life, both mentally and physically, and Donny just can't take it anymore. He shoots to his feet in a flash.] Donny J. McNasty:: Out! Get out! [Cletus jumps back, frightened by his cousin's sudden outburst. Donny had never yelled at him before. At least, never yelled at him and meant it. Cletus looks hurt for a moment, but his sadness is quickly replaced with anger.] Cletus T. McNasty:: Fine! You just go on ahead and try ta deal with him without Cousin Cletus there to help you out! Yer gonna learn yer lesson tonight! [Cletus slams the door on the way out. Donny slowly sits back down wondering what he'd done to infuriate the cruel gods above.] |
| [The shot turns from bad to worse as we find the Chosen having a meeting in Regina's office. Kartier and Revilation seem to be standing at mock attention as Destini sits quietly in the corner with an evil smile on her face. Regina is delivered what sounds to be a pep rally to her "troops".] Regina Cormier:: Gentlemen, tonight we steal the show. Tonight, we show all of these deadbeat losers in the crowd why we're called "The Chosen". Tonight, we capture the crown jewel from Brian Zane. Kris, after tonight, the A.W.A. Heavyweight Championship will be back with the Chosen where it belongs...around the gorgeous waist of the Chosen Champion, "The Main Event" Kris Kartier! [A grin finds its way onto Kartier's face. Regina continues.] Regina Cormier:: And let's not forget about Revilation. The future Atlantic Champion. Only one man stands between you and the Atlantic Championship. That dirty little redneck... Destini:: ...Redskin... Regina Cormier:: Redskin... That dirty little Redskin, Nick Teredo. As if there's any doubt who's going to win that match. So like I was saying...tonight, we steal the show. [The camera returns to ringside with the Chosen ready for battle.] |
| [Nick Teredo is out first, and he's obviously the fan favorite in this match. Revilation is out next, accompanied to the ring by Kris Kartier and Destini. The hiss from the crowd tells you exactly how much the crowd likes the Chosen. Teredo eyes Destini and Kartier warily. He knows full well that they're going to try and interfere with his affairs. The referee calls for the bell and the match begins. Nick Teredo takes control from the beginning and goes to work on Revilation's arm. He works an armbar before turning it into a hammerlock. Teredo take his foe to the mat and quickly locks in a cross-armbreaker. Destini hops up onto the ring to distract the referee while Kartier helps Revilation to the ropes. Teredo releases the hold and stares a hole through the Main Event. The Native Son turns his attention back to Revilation and focuses on the arm once more. Teredo tries to force a submission but Revilation won't tap out. Teredo slams Revilation to the mat, then bounces off the ropes. As he's doing so Kartier clubs him in the back. Teredo drops to his knees and Revilation takes control. Revilation hits a powerslam on Teredo and goes for a cover. 1...2...kickout! Larry Thompson and Olaf make their way out from the back and they're clearly not happy with the tactics the Chosen have been using. Seeing this, the crowd goes nuts.] Cliff Anderson:: Thompson and Olaf have come out to even the score! [Olaf and Thompson chase Destini and Kartier around the ring and follow them all the way to the backstage area, effectively removing them from ringside. The fans applaud as the contest has become a one-on-one competition once more. Revilation continues to assault the Native American and crushes him with a running lariat. He goes for the cover. 1...2...kickout. Revilation locks in a sleeperhold and tries to put Teredo's lights out. Teredo won't go out and the crowd begins to get behind him. The Native Son responds to the cheers and fights back. Three punches to the stomach later Revilation releases the hold. Teredo hits the ropes and staggers his opponent with a clothesline. A comeback is in order! Right hands have Revilation reeling. Teredo hits the ropes one more time and takes Revilation off his feet with a beautiful flying back elbow. Teredo with the cover. 1...2...kickout! Teredo has Revilation on the ropes and he's not letting up. Teredo sends Revilation into the turnbuckle chest-first with authority. Revilation staggers out backwards and Teredo hooks him from behind for a German suplex. Revilation pulls the referee close, then mule kicks Teredo in the gonads! Teredo goes down and the fans begin booing. Revilation sets Teredo up and drills him with the Sacrifyce! Revilation covers him and hooks the tights. 1...2...3! Revilation quickly rolls out of the ring as the fans boo mercilessly.] Cliff Anderson:: Revilation has just cheated his way to a shot at the Atlantic Championship! What a travesty! |
| [After witnessing the underhanded maneuverings of Revilation, the crowd is treated to a shot of Billy Sadistic on the Atlantic-Tron. He's taping his hands with black electrical tape...his prematch ritual. As he's doing so, his personal whipping boy, Willis Clayton, walks in. He looks like he's got something on his mind.] Willis Clayton:: Billy, I'm not gonna do it. We're through. All you're doing is holding me back. Billy Sadistic:: What? What'd you say you little bastard? After all of the planning and plotting to take McNasty down in his very own match, you're gonna pull out at the last second? I don't think so. Willis Clayton:: Yeah? Well I do think so. It's over. You can take care of McNasty by yourself for once. [Clayton doesn't even see the backhand coming and when it hits him, it knocks him to a knee. Sadistic is infuriated and Clayton is terrified.] Billy Sadistic:: You listen to me! I didn't sacrifice my body by going through six stages of hell with that insane, inbred idiot for nothing! Not for you to turn yellow in the on-deck circle! Griffin's in on it. Olaf and Thompson have my back. And now you want out?! Not a chance! I suggest you pull your head out of your ass! McNasty thinks he's gonna bring that razor-wire cell into play, but he's in for a big surprise! After I obliterate him in a hardcore match, I'm gonna take a page out of Griffin Youngblood's book. A handicap match. And after you and the other three take care of my light work, I'll swoop in for the pin. The final nail in the coffin! You see, I'm not gonna mess it up like that moron Griffin. It's gonna be a hardcore handicap match. Anything goes! And if you hold up your end of the bargain, who knows...I might just let you live. [Willis is still too terrified to recognize Sadistic's dark sense of humor.] Billy Sadistic:: Now get out of here before I change my mind! [Clayton quickly evacuates. Sadistic flashes the cocky smirk of a man with the world in the palm of his hand.] Billy Sadistic:: Jackass... |
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| Cliff Anderson:: Fans, this is it. Create Your Fate. A match unlike anything you've ever seen. If you've never seen Create Your Fate, you're in for one helluva surprise. And if you have seen it...well, no further explanation is necessary. [Sadistic is out first and from the sound of the crowd, he's not a very popular man. The Hardcore Champion is out next and the place erupts. However, Donny isn't in the mood for cheers tonight and he completely ignores the fans. His eyes are locked on those of Billy Sadistic. McNasty climbs into the ring and hands the belt to the referee. Perry Daton calls for the bell. Welcome to Hell. Sadistic and McNasty go right at each other. No headlocks, no armbars. Just rights and lefts. The fans are quickly sucked into the action. They continue to trade punches, but McNasty is getting the better of the exchange. He lands several unanswered right hands the back Sadistic up against the ropes. McNasty gains a head of steam and hits a flying clothesline that sends both men over the top rope to the outside! The fans erupt! McNasty digs under the ring and finds a Stop sign which he quickly proceeds to wrap around the head of the Phenom. McNasty is clearly in control in the early goings as he pummels Sadistic with weapons all around the ring. Sadistic is dazed. McNasty attempts to splash Sadistic into the ringpost but the Phenom rolls out of the way and McNasty eats steel! The tide of the match turns in Sadistic's favor. A steel chair comes into play and is brought down against the back of McNasty repeatedly. Having mangled the chair beyond any further use, Sadistic retrieves a table from beneath the ring and sets it up at ringside. As he's doing this, McNasty rolls into the ring. Sadistic climbs up onto the ring apron in front of the table, but as he's doing so, McNasty bounces off the ropes and charges Sadistic for a spear through the ropes. Sadistic sidesteps and McNasty gets tangled in the ropes. Seizing the opportunity, the Phenom latches onto McNasty's head, pulls him further through the ropes, and drops backwards off the ring apron through the table! The table implodes as Billy spikes the Nomad with a super Sadistic DDT! McNasty's forehead has been lacerated! Sadistic throws an arm over McNasty and the referee counts. 1...2...3!] [The fans begin booing. Sadistic is a bit dazed, but he manages to roll into the ring. McNasty, on the other hand, appears to be out cold. A replay of the Sadistic DDT is shown and McNasty can be seen landing very awkwardly on his head. After a few minutes, McNasty begins to move. He pulls himself up and manages to crawl back into the ring. His face is now covered with blood. Sadistic motions for a microphone.] Billy Sadistic:: Donny, I think you know what's coming. It's like deja vu all over again...with a twist. You see, this time, it will be Donny J. McNasty versus Billy Sadistic... [Sadistic pauses for effect.] Billy Sadistic:: ...and Willis Clayton...and Larry Thompson...and Olaf...and Cletus McNasty...AND Griffin Youngblood in a handicap match! But not just any old handicap match. No, no...a HARDCORE handicap match! [Sadistic stands triumphantly in the corner as the five men mentioned above slowly make their way out from the back. The fans are booing at the top of the lungs as a battered Donny McNasty watches on in disbelief. The five men enter the ring and wait. McNasty wipes the blood from his eyes. He's tough...but six-on-one?] Billy Sadistic:: Okay...go ahead and get it over with. [None of them move a muscle.] Billy Sadistic:: I said get it over with! What are you waiting for? Are you deaf? [Clayton is the first man to attack...Sadistic! Clayton begins hammering down upon Sadistic in the corner. Cletus quickly follows suit. Olaf and Thompson join in. The four men drag Sadistic out of the corner where he's leveled by a Griffin Youngblood clothesline. The fans are going bananas as Sadistic's calculated plan has backfired right in his face! Thompson shoves Sadistic's face into the disgusting armpit of Cletus McNasty causing Sadistic to gag violently. He walks right into a solid uppercut from Clayton which spins him right into a Goozle by Olaf! Thompson peels him off the mat and connects with the Next of Kin Notification. Sadistic is down and out, but Griffin hasn't had his fun yet. He lifts Sadistic and drops him with the Technicality! Meanwhile, Donny was busy wrestling the ring bell away from Timothy Cormier. The five men clear out leaving a dazed Sadistic for the King of Hardcore to finish off. And finish him off he does with a running shot to the cranium courtesy the A.W.A. ring bell! McNasty covers Sadistic as the other wrestlers head to the back. 1...2...3!] Cliff Anderson:: He rung Sadistic's bell! And oh my...I think you know what's next. [The fans begin cheering as McNasty slowly looks up to the razor-wire prison. Almost as if on cue, the cell begins to lower. The volume in the arena begins to rise as the cell settles around the outside of the ring, trapping both men inside. Sadistic slowly comes to, and when he does, panic fills his eyes. He's been slightly busted open and a trickle of blood trails down the side of his face. Sadistic looks for a way out, but there isn't one. McNasty has been given a new lease on life and it's Sadistic's turn to pay. McNasty goes after him and begins pounding on his head. He throws Sadistic to the outside and goes after him. He throws Sadistic towards the ringsteps. The Phenom's knee hits the steps sending his body flipping over to the other side. McNasty rams his head into the steel cell repeatedly the blood begins to flow heavily from the head of the Sadistic One. Billy fights back with an uppercut to the groin. McNasty drops his knees. Sadistic begins rummaging beneath the ring and finds what he's looking for. Rolling into the ring, Sadistic produces a lighter and touches the flame to his baseball bat wrapped in kerosene-soaked cloth. The flaming bat lives again. However, as Sadistic turns to face McNasty, the King of Hardcore has a baseball bat of his own...wrapped with razor-wire! Sadistic is so frightened by the sight of the razor-wire weapon that he loses his balance and stumbles backwards, dropping his weapon in the process. Sadistic goes to retrieve the weapon but takes a razor-wire bat to the mid-section! The crowd goes crazy! McNasty gives him a shot to the back, then begins grinding the razor-wire into Sadistic's forehead! Sadistic is on the mat pouring blood. McNasty unravels some of the wire and cuts it off with a pair of snips. McNasty strips Sadistic's shirt off, then begins whipping him in the back with the razor sharp wire! Sadistic screams in pain, his body a bloody mess. McNasty isn't done yet. Now it's time for...the thumbtacks! With Sadistic bleeding severely, McNasty spreads the tacks around on the mat, then whips Sadistic into the ropes. Donny goes for the Final Destination but Sadistic counters and plants McNasty in the thumbtacks with a spinning Sadistic DDT! McNasty goes down but the Phenom's back turns into a human pin cushion!] Cliff Anderson:: My God! This is disgusting! [Sensing the end, Sadistic somehow manages to make the cover. 1...2...kickout! McNasty shoots a shoulder up and the place goes haywire! Sadistic can't believe it. He grabs the strand of razor-wire, wraps it around McNasty's face, then locks in Phenomenal! McNasty screams in pain as the blood continues to flow. Although in incredible pain, the Nomad won't throw in the towel. Sadistic continues to apply pressure but he can't get McNasty to tap. Exhausted, Sadistic releases the hold. Both men make it to their feet. Sadistic hits the ropes but McNasty comes out of nowhere with the Queen Killer! The place erupts. McNasty with the cover. 1...2...kickout! So close! Frustrated, McNasty bails out of the ring, sets a table up at ringside, then sets up another table on top of it. The crowd begins to buzz. McNasty squirts lighter fluid on the top table and sets it ablaze. The fire roars to life and the fans can't take the anticipation. The Nomad drags Sadistic to the top rope and prepares him for a super powerbomb through the tables. The fans are on their feet with their cameras ready. The Nomad goes for it, but Sadistic counters with a backdrop that sends McNasty through the flaming tables! The crowd goes crazy. Sadistic slowly repositions himself on the top turnbuckle, then takes flight with a swandive headbutt onto McNasty amidst the carnage. When the referee dives out of the ring to make the count, Sadistic's prone body is covering McNasty's prone body. He makes the count. 1...2...3!] Cliff Anderson:: I can't believe it! Somehow! Somehow, Sadistic manages to pull out the win! These men are hurt, and they're hurt bad. We need help out here now! [E.M.T.'s rush out from the back as the cell is lifted. Although Sadistic was victorious in the encounter, the fans honor both men with a standing ovation. Sadistic is loaded onto a stretcher as doctor's attend to McNasty.] |
| [McNasty gives a sudden, violent outburst and the doctor's step away. The Nomad sits up and he's a bloody mess. Seeing that their hero is still alive, the fans let out a wave of cheers. The E.M.T.'s try to load him onto a stretcher, but he refuses. He's going to walk out on his own two feet. The same can't be said for Sadistic, who is in the process of being carted away from the ring. Donny stops the men carrying Sadistic's stretcher and shoves them aside. The fans stop and watch, wondering what kind of violence the King of Hardcore with inflict on the Phenom. Instead, he simply extends his hand. Although extremely exhausted, Sadistic looks at the hand, then to the man the hand belongs to. Slowly, he nods and grasps the Nomad's hand. The crowd roars with approval. McNasty embraces the Phenom, then lifts his hand into the air. The fans cheer once more before Sadistic is hauled away on the stretcher.] Cliff Anderson:: Fans, this is what it's all about! This is sportsmanship! And in some twisted, roundabout way, this is wrestling! [McNasty limps to the back. Although he no longer has the Hardcore Championship, he still has the one thing he'll never be without...his pride.] |
| [After the brutality that has just taken place, it's time for the fans to cool down with a backstage interview. The Atlantic-Tron comes to life with Douglas Baggins set to interview Mikey Wryght along with Perfection. Perfection is no longer wearing the neckbrace.] Douglas Baggins:: First off, let me start by asking Perfection...how's the neck? [Showtime quickly interjects.] Mikey Wryght:: Don't worry about he neck, Douglas. It's fine. You'd be better off worrying about Josh McCool's neck, which after tonight, won't be fine. McCool, we've already wrestled on three separate occasions, and each time it was me, "Mr. Showtime" Mikey Wryght, who came out on top. But that's been the story of my career...coming out on top. Afterall, I am the biggest star in the A.W.A. today. Let's get back to the matter at hand, though. Yes, Perfection no longer needs the neckbrace...but I haven't forgotten why she started wearing it in the first place. A dastardly, underhanded sneak attack at the hands of the Atlantic Champion, Josh McCool. Some champion, blindsiding a poor, helpless woman. So we're gonna do it one more time. And one more time, I'm gonna walk out on top. Only this time I'll be walking out with the Atlantic Championship around my waist. Right, babe? Perfection:: It's Showtime! [Perfection winces from the strain and clutches at her throat. Showtime comforts her for a moment, then glares back into the camera.] Mikey Wryght:: McCool, your ass is mine! [Wryght storms off the set with Perfection in tow.] |
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| [Showtime is out first followed by Perfection. The fans can't stand the pair of New Jersey natives and they let them have it. Next out is the Atlantic Champion, and he's rewarded with a much warmer reception. Wryght doesn't even wait for the bell. He's goes right after him as soon as he pokes his head through the ropes. Wryght is all over McCool! He begins stomping away on McCool in the corner, then begins choking him with his boot. After laying a good beating on McCool, Showtime gloats to the crowd. Unfortunately, when he turns around, he's tackled to the mat by the Son of a Bitch and pummeled senseless! The fans don't seem to mind, though. The fight continues. I call it a fight because it's more a brawl than a wrestling match, even though both men are known for their in-ring prowess. McCool is on a roll and Showtime is reeling from his onslaught. The only thing that saves Wryght is Perfection hooking McCool's leg as he hits the ropes. McCool quickly spins around, grabs he by the hair, and yanks her up onto the ring apron. Showtime goes after McCool but McCool dodges out of the way. Showtime cleverly puts on the brakes just before colliding with Perfection and begins pointing to his brain. McCool connects with a dropkick to Showtime's back that sends him flying into Perfection. Perfection is thrown from the ring apron where she collides with the steel guardrail!] Cliff Anderson:: Showtime just nailed Perfection, and she's down on the outside. [McCool slides out of the ring to check on Perfection, but when he does so he's attacked from behind by Showtime. Mikey Wryght throws McCool into the ringpost, then suplexes him on the concrete. The referee continues the ten-count. Showtime pulls McCool up and readies him for a piledriver on the concrete. McCool counters with a backdrop and climbs back into the ring. Wryght is able to make it back into the ring just in time to beat the countout. McCool whips him into the corner and charges in after him. The Son of a Bitch sandwiches Showtime with a big splash, then throws him with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex. McCool with the cover. 1...2...kickout! McCool waits for Showtime to stand, then charges him with the Facelift. Showtime ducks, spins McCool around, and locks him in for the Spotlight. McCool shoves him off into the ropes at the last second and catches him on the rebound with a boot to the stomach. McCool lifts him into the air for the W.M.D. but Showtime slithers down his back. Wryght hits a thrust kick to McCool's stomach, then drags him to the corner. Wryght hops up onto the turnbuckle and locks McCool in for a Tornado DDT but McCool stops him with a few shots to the ribs followed by an uppercut. Showtime is stunned. McCool climbs to the top turnbuckle and hooks Wryght for a suplexplex. He lifts Showtime into the air and takes him to the center of the ring with a textbook superplex. McCool hooks the leg. 1...2...kickout! Showtime stops McCool with a rake to the eyes, then Irish whips him towards the corner. McCool reverses, then takes off for the ropes. Showtime hits the turnbuckle and stumbles out of the corner. McCool meets him with a head of steam for the Facelift! Showtime is taken nearly out of his boots. McCool drops down for the cover. 1...2...3! The crowd goes wild!] Cliff Anderson:: Finally, McCool has broken the Showtime Curse! The Son of a Bitch retains the Atlantic Championship. |
| [The shot switches to the backstage area where we find the Tag Team Champions, Pros n' Cons, discussing pre-match strategy.] Jimmy the Klepto:: God, you're such a douche. Dr. Payne:: No. Although we both clean vaginas, I'm not a douche. I'm a Gynecological God! And you are a Kleptomaniacal Kun...Kun...Krotch! Jimmy the Klepto:: And to answer your question, yes. As long as we're in the ring defending these belts, I'll have your back. The question is...can I trust you? Dr. Payne:: Of course you can trust me. I'm a doctor. I'm a gynecologist. I'm a WRESTLING GYNECOLOGIST! Just look at this massive forearm! Tonight testicles will be tortured! Let's go Jimmy! [Dr. Payne marches off screen with his forearm held out in front of him as if it were the Holy Grail. Jimmy shrugs his shoulders and follows after him. |
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| [The B.F.F.'s are the first team out, and they're met with both laughter and ridicule from the fans. Rather than ignore the fans, Todd begins screaming back at them while dancing seductively in his sexy leather vest. Pros n' Cons are out next wearing the tag team gold proudly. Payne and Francis start the match. Payne begins flexing his monstrous forearm much to the crowd's approval. Francis wants no part of Payne or his claw and he quickly tags "Tootsie" Rolle in. Once the match actually begins, it's clear that Payne and Jimmy are NOT on the same page. Neither man wants to work together with the other. In fact, Jimmy becomes to frustrated during the match that he steps down from the apron and just watches from ringside leaving Payne to fend for himself against both men. The B.F.F.'s take advantage of the impromptu handicap match and wear the Good Doctor down with frequent tags. Jimmy continues to watch with his arms folded in front of his chest.] Jack Deruke:: What's that silly little thief doin'? He's gonna cause them to lose the belts. [The B.F.F.'s double-team the Gynecological God, both legally and illegally...that is, until Payne unleashes a double Vaginal Claw out of nowhere. The crowd cheers rabidly as Payne punishes their pouches. The referee warns Payne and he eventually breaks the hold, but not before doing some genital damage. Payne whips Rolle into the ropes and catches him with a powerslam. The Good Doctor is set to put Tootsie away with some Sweet Payne but Francis makes the save with an axehandle to the back. Although Jimmy is able to resist the urge to return to the match, he can't resist Todd's sexy vest laying on the mat in their corner. Making his way around the ring, Jimmy grabs the vest and slips it on. It's his now. Todd and Francis are in the midst of giving Payne the Facial when Todd notices his vest being swiped by the klepto. Todd turns his attention to Jimmy allowing Payne to dropkick Francis through the ropes to the outside. Todd is still yelling at Jimmy when Payne spins him around and plants him in the center of the ring with Sweet Payne! The Good Doctor covers him and hooks the leg. 1...2...3! The fans go wild!] Cliff Anderson:: Pros n' Cons retain the Tag Team Championship! If only it weren't for that damn sexy leather vest... |
| [Jimmy grabs his title and begins walking around the ring to head to the back. Before he can make it all the way around the ring, Larry Thompson and Olaf are out from the back to assert their dominance in the tag team division. They slide into the ring and begin doing a number on Payne. Jimmy continues on his way to the back as No Gimmicks Needed assaults the Good Doctor. The fans begin booing...partly because Olaf and Larry are beating on Payne and partly because Jimmy is doing nothing about it. Olaf plants the Gynecological God with the Goozle as Larry grabs a chair and places it over the massive right forearm of Dr. Payne. Olaf holds Payne in place as Thompson climbs to the top rope.] Cliff Anderson:: No! They're gonna snap Payne's arm! Somebody's gotta do something. [Sadly, there isn't anybody around to do anything. Thompson sizes up Payne, then jumps off the top rope ready to stomp on the chair and break the Good Doctor's arm. But before he can connect, he's drilled in mid-air by a fying lariat courtesy Jimmy the Klepto! The fans erupt as Jimmy begin's puttin' a hurtin' on Thompson! Jimmy shoves Thompson into the corner and proceeds to stomp a mudhole in him. Olaf tries to intervene but Jimmy unloads on him too. Jimmy is working over both men, but he can only hold them off for so long. Thompson and Olaf begin clubbing Jimmy down to the mat. Payne pulls the chair off of his massive forearm and cracks it across the back of Thompson! The fans erupt again! Thompson goes down and rolls out of the ring. Olaf turns and takes a shot to the skull. Olaf is staggered. Payne hits the ropes and connects with a flying chairshot to OIaf's face. Olaf stumbles backwards out of the ring. No Gimmicks Needed regroup and head to the back. The fans are on their feet cheering as Payne and Jimmy look at each other in the ring. Payne holds out his arms and Jimmy gives him a big hug which earns an applause from the crowd. It will also provide some "alone time" material for Todd Rolle, who watches from the outside of the ring with a big smile on his face.] Cliff Anderson:: Now Jimmy and Payne are on the same page! |
| Cliff Anderson:: Fans, this match has been building for well over a month. Arkham showed up unexpectedly at Explosivo and has been stalking Griffin ever since. Although nobody is sure of his reasoning, everybody is sure of one thing...Arkham wants to hurt Griffin Youngblood. [Griffin Youngblood is the first man out, and he's welcomed with a negative reaction by the fans. Seeing who he's dealing with tonight, it's no wonder he pays the crowd no attention. The smoke fills the aisle, the music hits, and the silhouette appears. The fans go nuts for the man, the myth, the legend...Arkham! The Kill Devil Hills Daredevil slowly makes his way down to the ring and climbs inside. The two men stare across the ring at one another as the referee calls for the bell. Both men circle each other cautiously starting the match off slowly. Griffin, the crafty veteran, fakes a lock up and boots Arkham in the mid-section. The Crimson Demon is momentarily stunned, but the blow seems to have no affect. However, Griffin sees his opening and goes to work on the Abomination of Desolation. He shoves Arkham into the corner and lays in several kicks to the abdomen. After working over Arkham innards, Griffin moves upstares with several unblocked punches to the head. Again, the blows only seem to stagger the daredevil. Griffin lays in a vicious uppercut then trots to the opposite corner and charges Arkham at full speed. Griffin connects with a running splash on Arkham that gets a rise out of the crowd. However, after impact, Arkham slowly stalks out of the corner towards Youngblood. The fans begin cheering as Youngblood looks on in bewilderment!] Cliff Anderson:: What in the world is going on here? It seems as if Arkham is impervious to pain! He's taking Youngblood's best shots and he keeps coming right back! Jack Deruke:: This ain't right. If I threw down a beatin' on some guy like that and he kept comin'...I'd run. [Griffin Youngblood won't run. He'll keep coming, too, until he finds out how to stop the Kill Devil Hills Daredevil. Arkham continues to stalk his prey. Youngblood lands a right hook to the side of the head, then hits the ropes. Arkham catches him on the rebound with a spinning spinebuster and the fans come to their feet. Now it's Arkham's turn to get his licks in. Youngblood is back up and Arkham meets him with a solid headbutt that staggers Youngblood. Arkham continues advancing. A chop to the Griffin's chest rings throughout the arena. Arkham pummels Youngblood all around the ring, and unlike Arkham, Griffin feels each and every blow. Then again, no matter what Arkham goes to Youngblood, he won't stay down, either. Both men seem possessed. Griffin possessed mentally, Arkham possessed by who knows what. Arkham goes for a running clothesline in the corner but Griffin dodges out of the way. Arkham hits the turnbuckle and staggers backwards into a schoolboy rollup! 1...kickout! Arkham is back up and he's met with stiff shots to the head by Griffin followed by clothesline that sends the Crimson Demon over the top rope. Arkham lands on his feet, but Griffin is already gunning for him and connects with a baseball slide dropkick that sends Arkham staggering into the guardrail. Both men begin brawling on the outside of the ring. Neither man is showing any quit. Griffin whips Arkham into the ringpost shoulder first. Arkham bounces off the steel, stops, and stares back at Griffin. Youngblood is perplexed, but he keeps coming. Arkham strikes with a boot to the stomach and slams Griffin's face into the ringsteps. The referee continues his count from inside the ring but neither man seems to care. Arkham scoop slams Youngblood on the concrete, then pulls the steel steps free and positions them about fifteen feet from Youngblood. Getting a running start, Arkham runs up the steps and springs himself into the air with a swanton bomb...but Griffin rolls out of the way and Arkham connects with the cold, hard concrete! The referee reaches ten and calls for the bell, counting both men out.] Cliff Anderson:: Mitch Horton has counted both men out of the ring. This match will end in a draw. Listen to these fans booing. They didn't want a draw, they wanted a decisive winner. [The match might be over, but the fight isn't. Both men continue to hammer away at each other as they fight all the way up the aisle and through the curtain to the backstage area.] |
| [The camera cuts away from the brawl between Arkham and Griffin to a feed of Brian Zane in the backstage area standing beside Reece Williams. Zane has the Heavyweight Championship slung over a shoulder.] Reece Williams:: Fans, I'm here with the A.W.A. Heavyweight Champion, Brian Zane. [The mention of his name causes quite the commotion in the arena as the fans cheer for the Z-Man.] Reece Williams:: Brian, in just a few short moments you'll be defending your title against the number one contender, Kris Kartier. What are your thoughts? Brian Zane:: My thoughts? My thoughts are that while Kris Kartier may be good, I'm just a little bit better. While Kris Kartier might be cocky, I'm just a little bit cockier. And while Kris Kartier might be retarded...well, for that, I just feel bad for the guy. [The fans can be heard laughing.] Reece Williams:: Kartier will definitely pose your toughest challenge to date. How do you plan to combat not only him, but his crew of cronies as well? Brian Zane:: Reece, I'm a fighting champion and I plan on being a fighting champion for months to come. I've always been told that when my opponent tries to cheat, don't stoop down to their level...stoop lower! Regina, you may have your daddy's old insurance policy back together, but I've taken out a little policy of my own. And I'm not talking about a policy from that second-rate salesman Mitch Horton, either. I'm talking about... [The camera slowly pans out to see Larry Thomspon on the left and Olaf on the right.] Brian Zane:: ...No Gimmicks Needed! The Giant German, Olaf! The madman, Larry Thompson! We've got something in common and that's hating the Chosen's guts! So Regina, Destini, Revilation...don't try anything funny, or you're just going to give Olaf here a reason to do something nasty... [Zane heads off screen leaving Reece looking shocked. Thompson and Olaf leave shortly after.] |
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| Cliff Anderson:: This is it, folks. The main event. The Heavyweight Championship's on the line. And Zane's got himself some backup! [The Main Event is out first, accompanied by Revilation, Destini, and Reginia Cormier. The fans hate all four people and curse them up and down as they walk to the ring. Kartier has a cocky grin on his face. He climbs into the ring and lounges in the corner awaiting the arrival of the champ. Zane's music hits and the fans come to their feet. He struts down the aisle and heads straight to the ring. He hops up onto the ring apron on his knees and hangs onto the ropes for a second before climbing inside. The referee holds the belt up for all to see before ringing the bell. The match has barely started and already fans are chanting for Zane. Both men lock up and Zane goes right for the arm. Kartier reverses into a headlock. Zane reverses into a hammerlock. Kartier with a drop toehold back into a headlock. Zane works up to his feet but Kartier hits a headlock takedown. Zane puts him in a headscissors. Kartier kicks free and both men are back on their feet. The crowd politely applauds the textbook exchange. They move in for some more techinical wrestling but Kartier changes the pace with a boot to the gut followed by a rake to the eyes. Boos reign down from the rafters as Kartier continues to take shortcuts. Kartier rubs Zane's eyes across the top rope, then begins laying in heavy chops that echo throughout the arena. Zane's chest turns a bright shade of red once Kartier is done. Kartier pulls him to the center of the ring and hits a stalling vertical suplex followed by a cover. 1...2...kickout. The match continues in Kartier's favor and he scores several more nearfalls but he hasn't done enough damage to keep Zane down. Zane turns the tables on Kartier by reversing a backdrop attempt into a single-arm DDT and the fans start getting behind the Z-Man.] Cliff Anderson:: This has been a tough contest thus far but it's still far from over. [Zane goes to work on the arm to soften him up for the Zane Vice. Kartier clutches his appendage in agony and tries to fight off the Z-Man. Zane is relentless and it's as if there's a big, red bull's eye painted on Kartier's injured limb. Zane takes the Main Event to the mat and locks in a Fujiwa armbar to try and force a submission but Kartier is able to fight to the ropes. Zane continues to come after Kartier but the Main Event grabs him by the trunks and pulls him to the outside of the ring. Kartier distracts the referee allowing Revilation, Destini, and Regina to get some boots in at Zane's expense. The fans begin booing mercilessly, but the boos soon turn to cheers as Larry Thompson and Olaf emerge from the back. Zane is rolled back into the ring where Kartier now has the advantage. The referee notices the appearance of No Gimmicks Needed and his attention is diverted to the outside of the ring. Kartier goes for an Irish whip but Zane reverses and sends Kartier right into the unsuspecting referee. Perry Daton goes down and Kartier is dazed. Zane locks him from behind and executes a beautiful bridging German suplex. There is no referee but Kartier's shoulders are down for a good five seconds before he manages to kick out. Olaf stalks around one side of the ring while Thompson goes around the other. The Chosen are trapped. Destini and Regina cower behind the announcer's table. Having nowhere left to go, Revilation slides into the ring. Realizing that Revilation is the biggest threat, Olaf and Thompson follow him into the ring. Zane is back up as Revilation backs away from Thompson and Olaf. He backs right into a waiting Brian Zane. Revilation slowly turns around, then begins looking at all three men. He's got nowhere left to go. It doesn't matter, though. Thompson connects with a vicious superkick to the throat!] Cliff Anderson:: What in God's name?! What is Thompson doing?! [A superkick to the throat of Brian Zane, that is! The fans immediately begin booing. Olaf pulls Zane up off the mat and plants him with the Goozle! Regina Cormier is quickly in the ring as Revilation, Thompson, and Olaf hold Zane up for her. She begins screaming at him before slapping him across the face a few times. Having said enough to him, she finishes him off with a direct kick to the groin. The fans are booing so hard the arena is shaking. Kartier is back up as the Chosen and No Gimmicks Needed exit the ring. Zane is down and out. The referee slowly comes to as Kartier stumbles over to the beaten down Zane and makes the cover. 1...2...kickout! The place comes unglued! Kartier can't believe it. The Chosen are speechless! Zane is still groggy. Kartier hooks him in the Karta-Hajime and locks in a body scissors. Zane is already out of it. The referee raises Zane's hand and it drops. It's clear that Zane is no long conscious. The referee calls for the bell. The ring is immediately bombarded with empty cups and other garbage.] |
| Cliff Anderson:: I can't believe it! Brian Zane has been SCREWED out of the Heavyweight Championship! [Regina hurries into the ring and presents the belt to the new champion, Kris Kartier. The fans seem on the verge of rioting as the Chosen enter the ring to celebrate. Thompson and Olaf enter the ring as well.] Cliff Anderson:: I don't get it. Why did Thompson and Olaf help the Chosen? They hate them with a passion! Have the actually joined the Chosen?! [The crowd is still very angry about the outcome of the match and their vocal dissatisfaction let's everyone know. Holier Than Thou goes off the air with Kris Kartier perched atop the second turnbuckle with the belt held high in the air.] Cliff Anderson:: Fans, this is all the time we have tonight. We'll see you next week at Riptide! [And with that, Holier Than Thou fades to black.] |
