December 23rd 2002, The Millennium Stadium, Cardiff, Wales
One of the T.F.W.F PPV events, Ice Storm always heats up the winter nights.
[FLASHBACK: TO IAN MONKS ON SIZZLING SUNDAY
ANNOUNCING THE PPV AND INTRODUCING FALLEN ANGEL AS HIS NUMBER ONE CONTENDER.]
*’BY MYSELF’ – LINKIN PARK PLAYS*
(A VIDEO MONTAGE OF CHAD IS SHOWN OVER THE
PREVIOUS MONTHS. HIS AMAZING WINS AND THE WAY THE PEOPLE HAVE TAKEN TO HIM AS
THE ‘NUMBER ONE FREAK’. FINALLY THE TAG LINE APPEARS SAYING ‘CHAMPIONS
WALK ALONE’.)
(THE
CAMERA PANS AROUND THE MILLENIUM STADIUM IN CARDIFF, WALES. THE CROWD ARE ON
THEIR FEET AS THE GIANT ICE STORM LOGO APPEARS ON THE T.A.T.. SOME OF SIGNS READ
‘CHAD ONLY NEEDS HIS FREAKS’, ‘TORCH IS BURNING BRIGHT’ AND ‘THE
MAGNUM IS LOCKED AND LOADED’. FINALLY THE SHOT SETTLES ON SCOOP CUTHBERTSON
AND SNOOP JONES AT RINGSIDE.)
SC:
Good evening everyone and welcome to Ice Storm 2002 the biggest winter PPV in
all of wrestling…tonight the Main Event, Ian Monks’ man, the Future of
wrestling Fallen Angel faces none other than the Freak’s Champion…the
T.F.W.F. Undisputed Champion…The Sickness…Chad!!!
SJ:
You notice how this is a
completely T.F.W.F. Main Event, what is up with that?
SC:
Call it predejuice if you want Snoop, it will be the greatest show on earth,
Chad vs. Fallen Angel one on one.
SJ:
It’s never one on one with
Ian Monks!
(ACTION
CUTS BACKSTAGE TO MR. SHOWTIME STANDING WITH SNIFF.)
SNIFF:
Tonight, Mr. Showtime you compete for the newest prize in wrestling, The
DWIWF North American Championship, now of course this takes me back to my own
days when I was one of the first ever Intercontinental Champions…well third
actually…and I was robbed…
MR:
Umm this is interview about
me our your failed wrestling career…
SNIFF:
Hang on!
MR:
Hang on, that’s especially
what I plan to do Sniff…hang on…see these fatal four way competitions are
deadly Sniff, you got to have guts…stamina and be willing to do anything, now
I am called the Human Blockbuster because every time I step in the ring I
provide a highlight film reel of the spectacular and this night will be no
different, tonight I will prove why the Showtimes are the greatest family on the
boob tube!
SNIFF:
And what about Samson and Crème de la Crème they are still after you?
MR:
If I went around concerned
about Samson and Crème all my life I wouldn’t be the Original Show! The Human
Blockbuster! No, tonight is about one thing completely the whole picture Sniff
and winning myself some gold!
SNIFF:
Mr. Showtime psyched about
his opportunity to become the first ever DWIWF North American Champion live here
in Cardiff, back to you Scoop and Snoop.
(BACK
AT RINGSIDE.)
(HALL IS STOOD IN THE RING.)
T.F.W.F. North American Championship Title Match- Fatal Four Way
Mr. Showtime w/ J3 vs Snap Sanderson w/ Earl vs Twist w/ Missy vs Samson w/ Crème de la Crème
JH:
Ladies and gentlemen welcome to Ice Storm 2002!!!
(MASSIVE
POP.)
JH:
Our opening contest is for the DWIWF North American Championship and is a
fatal four way encounter…at this time I would like to introduce to you the
creator of the belt…the owner of the DWIWF…The Management!!!
(MASSIVE
CROWD HEAT.)
*’WE
ARE THE CHAMPIONS’ – QUEEN PLAYS*
(THE
CROWD BOO INSANELY AS THE MANAGEMENT WALKS ONTO THE T.F.W.F. STAGE. HE SWINGS
HIS FINGERS LIKE A CONDUCTOR TO THE MUSIC BEFORE MAKING A MONEY SIGN WITH HIS
FINGERS AND WALKING DOWN TO THE RING HOLDING THE NORTH AMERICAN TITLE HIGH.)
MG:
People of Wales tonight you will see history in the making as the first ever
DWIWF North American Champion is crowned, and you know what…I did it right
under the nose of that asshole Ian Monks!
(CROWD
BOO AND CHEER.)
MG:
Let the action begin!
*’THE
COMMANDMENT’ – ACES SI PLAYS*
(CROWD
BOO.)
(THE
ARENA GOES DARK AND THEN IS LIT FROM THE BACK VIA THE LIGHTERS HANDED OUT TO THE
CROWD. A SPOTLIGHT HITS THE CENTRE OF THE RAMP AS THE CROWD BOO SAMSON KNEELING
IN PRAYER. SAMSON ARISES AND WALKS DOWN TO THE RING. AS HE DOES CRÈME DE LA CRÈME
APPEARS FROM THE BACK AND ACCOMPANIES HIM.)
JH:
Introducing first accompanied
by Crème de la Crème…from Athens, Greece…weighing 570 pounds…The
Biblical Phenomenon…The Master of the Powerbomb…The Reverend Samson!!!
SC:
500 pounds of power here in the Biblical one, if this match is short he will
be the favourite, but as time passes, the stamina will get to him and of course
he has that sneaky bastard Crème de la Crème at ringside with him.
SJ:
Sneaky the man is a technical genius, you are now looking at the next North
American Champion right here.
SC:
Don’t you mean first ever Champion?
SJ:
Your so petty…
*’BORN
IN THE USA’ – BRUCE SPRINGSTEIN PLAYS*
(CROWD
BOO.)
(EARL
APPEARS ON STAGE, HE SPINS AROUND AND CAN’T SEE SNAP. HE SPINS BACK ROUND AND
SNAP STAGGERS DRUNK ONTO THE STAGE. THIS SENDS THE CROWD INTO A LAUGHING FRENZY
AS EARL IS LITERALLY DRAGGING HIM TO THE RING AS HE TRIES TO TALK TO EVERYONE ON
THE WAY THERE.)
JH:
Accompanied by the T.F.W.F.
Womens Champion, The Earl of Cleveland…from Birmingham, Alabama…weighing 220
pounds…The Ultimate Fighter…Snap Sanderson!!!
SC:
More like the ultimate drunk!
SJ:
That is low Scoop do you make fun of the disabled people as well.
SC:
Huh?
SJ:
Being a drunk is a disability…
SC:
Or in this case a liability to the rest of Sanderson Mountain.
*’MOVIES’
– ALIEN ANT FARM PLAYS*
(CROWD
POP.)
(MR.
SHOWTIME WALKS ONTO THE STAGE WITH J3 IN TOW. THEY STAND THERE FOR A BIT AS
SHOWTIME’S PYROS EXPLODE BEFORE THEY START WALKING DOWN CLAPPING HANDS WITH
THE EXCITED FANS.)
JH:
Accompanied by J3…from Hollywood, California…weighing 220 pounds…The
Original Show…The Human Blockbuster…Mr. Showtime!!!
SC:
Now here is my favourite for the belt, he has the skills to knock a man down
and he can last a hell of a long time in the ring.
SJ:
Maybe a few months back, but Mr. Showtime is more like a Home Movie than a
Blockbuster these days…
*’TWIST’
– KORN PLAYS*
(CROWD
POP.)
(A
COUPLE OF PYROS GO OFF, AND TWIST IS STOOD THERE, WITH HIS BACK TO THE AUDIENCE,
FLIPPING THEM THE DOUBLE BIRD BEHIND HIS BACK. HE SPINS ROUND, AND MAKES HIS WAY
DOWN THE RAMP. MISSY IS BOPPING HER HEAD AS SHE GRABS FOR HIS EXTENDED HAND AND
THEY WALK DOWN.)
JH:
And the final combatant
accompanied by Missy…from Seattle, Washington…weighing 205 pounds…He is
the T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Champion…The Cross-Dressing Cruiserweight
Sensation…Twist!!!
SC:
He has already held every single mid card Championship in the federation and
of course is still the Light-Heavyweight Champion a lot of money will be riding
on Twist tonight.
SJ:
The Four Corners suck!
All for men look at each other. Crème grabs Showtime’s leg under
the ropes and pulls them, Showtime falls face first into the mat. Twist goes
after Snap with a clothesline to the outside. J3 climbs into the ring he gets on
the top rope and he flies off with a J3 Star press onto Crème on the outside as
the crowd goes crazy. Samson picks up Showtime and raises him up with both arms
over his head in a gorilla press. He pushes him up and down and then releases
him and Showtime falls face first into the crowd. Samson turns around and Twist
jumps over Showtime and hits a flying fore arm onto Samson both men going to the
outside of the ring. Earl goes instinctively after Twist but Missy creeps up
behind him and gives him a low blow. Earl turns around and Missy delivers her
version of the TITTY TWISTER onto Earl taking him out. Snap goes towards the
fracass and begins to chase Missy around the ring but Twist gets up and
clothesline down Snap at ringside. Showtime climbs to the top rope, Samson gets
up in between it all he begins to trade blows with Twist as Showtime flies off
with a moonsault onto both men. The crowd begins to cheer
Snoop:
Scoop! Look at all this action, only a DWIWF Championship like the North
American Championship could cause all these men to fight this hard so fast for
it. Hell even J3, Missy and Earl want a piece of it
Scoop:
Shut up you twit, none of this has to do with the DWIWF Championship. They all
hate each other even before the Championship was announced.
Snoop:
TFWF Brownoser..
Scoop:
DWIWF Suck up..
Showtime gets up and he tries to lift up Samson but can’t because
of the weight. So he grabs Twist and slides him into the ring. Showtime slides
in after him, and drops a standing senton flip onto Twist. He gets up and raises
up Twist he whips him into the ropes and grabs him in a head scissors take down
on the return. Twist gets up, Showtime goes for a hiptoss but Twist locks the
arm in Showtime drops Twist head down he places his knee behind Twist’s head
and flips back ward and then sweep kicks Twist off his feet. Showtime goes for
something but Snap slides into the ring and clotheslines Showtime down. He grabs
Showtime and throws him head first out of the ring. He grabs Twist arm and puts
him in an arm bar. Samson gets into the ring he looks at Snap and Twist and he
drops a big splash onto the exposed Torso of Twist but also the legs of Snap
forcing him to break the hold. Samson raises up Twist, but Twist gives him a low
blow he goes for the TITTY TWISTER but Samson reverses it into the SAMSON BOMB,
Twist begins to punch away at Samsons head forcing him to fall to his back,
Twist locks the legs of Samson and the ref counts 1…2..3
Eliminated
via pinfall: SAMSON!
Snoop:
WHAT!! Snap has to win now. The Management will vomit the day a T.F.W.F. man
wins the DWIWF title!!
Scoop:
Well the odds are stacked against the DWIWF
Snap kicks Twist in the face, forcing him to get off of Samson. The
ref orders Samson and Crème to vacate the ringside area. Before Samson leaves
he grabs Showtime and smashes him head first into the steel steps. J3 goes to
attack Samson but it doesn’t phase him. Samson kicks J3 in the gut and gives
him a SAMSON BOMB on the concrete floor. Crème and Samson head up the ramp and
leave. Snap, gets on top of Twist and puts him in a super camel clutch. Snap
pulls hard on the head of Twist. As Twist is about to tap out Showtime slides
into the ring and he drop kicks into the face of Snap forcing him to break the
hold. He raises up Snap and whips him into the ropes. He puts him in the top
rope and goes for a hurrancanrana but Snap reverses it into a top rope Powerbomb.
He pins and the ref counts 1…2.. Twist breaks up the hold with a schoolboy pin
on Snap. The ref counts 1…2.. Snap kicks out. He then grabs Twist leg from
under him and puts him in a an ankle lock. Twist grabs unto the bottom rope and
turns around and kicks Snap in the face. Showtime gets up and he raises up Snap,
he calls Twist and both administer a double suplex onto Snap. Twist quickly
turns on Showtime with a superkick to the face. He then jumps over Snap and pins
Showtime. The ref counts 1…2… Showtime kicks out. Twist raises up Showtime
and knees him in the gut, he follows with a jumping double arm DDT onto
Showtime. He grabs him and rolls him out of the ring and turns his attention to
Snap. He raises him up and whips him towards the ropes and leap frogs over the
returning Snap. He turns around and gives Snap a spine buster. He then stands up
bounces off the ropes he flips in mid air and lands on his back on Snap’s
chest. He turns around and raises up Snap and whips him into the ropes, he ducks
down Snap leap frogs over him. Snap rebound he goes towards Twist who lowers
down into a split, Snap jumps over Twist. Snap rebounds of the other ropes, As
Snap returns Twist grabs him by the head and throws him out of the ring. Snap
grabs onto the top rope and lands on the apron. Twist turns around to celebrate
to the crowd. Snaps his head from behind and gives him a reverse guillotine on
the top rope.
Snoop:
That’s it Snap. Take it home for the team destroy Twist!!
Scoop:
Snap should be worried about Showtime at ringside though
Snoop:
Why Should he? Twist was the one who put him there… go Snap!!
Snap slides back into the ring and he grabs Twist by the hair and
gives him a fore arm to the back. He raises him up again and fore arms it again.
He then hooks his arms around the waist of Twist and gives him a release german
suplex. Twist’s neck smashing hard on the canvas. Snap gets up and turns
around. He grabs both of Twist’s legs and puts him in a figure four leg lock
as the crowd boos. As Twist’s shoulders lie on the mat the ref counts 1…2..
Twist raises up a shoulder, and drops them back down the ref counts again
1…2… Twist raises up the other shoulder. Twist then begins to move to the
side and Snap tries to stop it. Twist finally turns around completely reversing
the pressure of the hold. Showtime then lands on Snap’s back with a leg drop
from out of no where. Twist slides out of the ring to get his composure.
Showtime raises up Snap and whips him towards the ropes, he gets him in a high
angle suplex on the return. He hooks the leg as the ref counts 1…2.. Snap
kicks out. Showtime raises up Snap and puts him in the corner, he delivers a
kick to the mid section followed by one to the side of the face follow by a
spinning back kick. Snap falls to the ground sitting down. Showtime raises him
up and puts him on the top rope. He throws him off with a double underhook
suplex. Showtime climbs to the top, Snap gets to his feet dazed and Showtime
flies off with the MAIN EVENT. He rolls with it hooking both of Snap’s legs.
The ref counts 1…2.. Snap kicks out to the shock of the crowd and Showtime.
Showtime gets up he raises up Snap and kicks him in the gut. He hooks his neck
he raises him for a suplex but Snap goes over Showtime. Snap hits a german
suplex, he goes for a bridge pin but Showtime raises up his shoulders forcing
Snap to lower his. The ref counts 1…2…3.
Eliminated
Via pinfall: Snap Sanderson!
Snoop:
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Its now between two TFWF guys. That’s it im not
gonna comment on the rest of this match.
Scoop:
Its not like you ever had anything productive to say
Snoop:….
Twist gets back in the ring. He raises up Showtime, and kicks Snap
out of the ring. Snap stays on the apron. He taps Twist on the back, Twist turns
around into another guillotine on the top rope. Showtime schoolboys Twist from
behind the ref counts 1…2.. Twist kicks out. The ref then ejects Snap from
ringside. Earl and Snap head up the ramp and to the back. Showtime raises up
Twist and hits him with a chop to the chest which Twist gives back to Showtime,
followed by another and another. Twist puts Showtime in the corner and begins to
chop away at Showtime’s chest. He tears off Showtime’s shirt and assaults
the chest more leaving it very red. Twist grabs Showtime’s arm and whips him
hard into the corner. Twist removes the top turnbuckle pad. He goes towards
Showtime and whips him towards the corner but Showtime reverses it and Twist
goes head first into the metal cuffling that holds the ropes together. Twist
turns around into a DDT by Showtime. Showtime pins Twist as the ref counts
1…2.. Twist kicks out. Showtime goes to the top rope. He flies off with a body
splash but Twist raises up a leg which hits Showtime in the jaw. Showtime falls
backwards. Twist gets up, he gets on the top turnbuckle and jumps off with a
split legged moonsault. He hooks the leg of Showtime the ref counts 1..2..
Showtime kicks out. J3 begins to slam on the apron trying to get the crowd riled
up and they follow him. Twist raises up Showtime and gives him a snap
brainbuster. Twist goes for another pin. The ref counts 1…2… J3 pulls the
ref outta the ring. The ref argues with J3 and then heads back into the ring.
Missy makes her way towards J3. J3 begs for her to let him tell her something.
He whispers something in her ear which causes her to get a disgusted look in her
face and then she slaps him. Twist raises up Showtime by the hair, he goes for
an irish whip but Showtime reverses it into a short arm clothesline. Showtime
goes for an asai moonsault on the fallen Twist, but Twist raises his knees up.
Showtime’s chest hits the knees and he falls back to the canvas.
Twist gets up and drops an elbow on Showtime. He raises him up and whips
him towards the ropes and gets him in a side walk slam. Twist goes to the top
rope and hits Showtime with a senton bomb. He pins him and the ref counts
1…2… Showtime kicks out. Twist raises up Showtime another time and whips him
towards the ropes he ducks a clothesline on the return by Showtime, he runs
towards the ropes he rebounds as Showtime rebounds off the opposite ropes. And
both men go for a plancha. Both men fall to the floor clutching there chest.
Missy and J3 both try to rile up the crowd as cheers begin to go for both men.
Showtime gets up, he raises up Twist who kicks him in the gut and goes for the
TITTY TWISTER but Showtime pushes him towards the ropes. Showtime goes to the
corner and jumps on the top rope. Twist turns around as Showtime flies off and
hits Twist with the MAIN EVENT. He pins Twist as the ref counts 1…2..3
Winner, via
pinfall and NEW DWIWF North American Champion: Mr. Showtime
Showtime celebrates in the ring with J3 as Missy and Twist leave ringside. The Management walks out with the DWIWF title in hand. He stops at ringside. He looks at Showtime and just throws the Championship into the ring and goes back up the ramp. Showtime grabs the belt and climbs a turnbuckle and raises it in the air as the crowd cheers and J3 claps in the ring.
(THE
ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.)
(JOEY
LUPINO IS STANDING WITH SNIFF, HE GETS A GREAT POP FROM THE CROWD.)
SNIFF:
Joey we have just seen the first ever North American Champion crowned…
JL:
Yo! Sniff why don’t you shut the hell up and allow the women out there to
soak up the Italian Stallion for a few seconds…
(CROWD
POP.)
JL:
Now this isn’t about the North American Title…or even this baby The
T.F.W.F. European Championship this is about me bitch slapping that piece of
shit El Dorito back to Mexico!
(MASSIVE
POP.)
JL:
He came here with a dream to
be a friend of Joey Lupino…what kind of sick asshole thinks that, I am my own
man, did you here the tag line for this PPV Champions walk alone…you here that
shit Dorito…well if you didn’t in a little while I will remind you!
(LUPINO
WALKS OFF. SNIFF SHRUGS HIS SHOULDERS.)
SC:
Joey Lupino vs El Diablo will be up in a bit, but if anyone missed Autumn
Annihilation 3 the Hardcore Title part of the multi belt match ended in a little
controversy with Michael Pounds walking out Champion, never the less we have a
rematch of the three men who won that belt in the short space of time as Pounds
defends against Crème de la Crème and Grunt!
T.F.W.F. Hardcore Championship Title Match
Michael 'Fame' Pounds (c) w/ Earl vs Grunt vs Crème de la Crème w/ Samson
*’I
TOUCH MYSELF’ – THE DIVYNLS PLAYS*
(CROWD
BOO.)
(CRÈME
DE LA CRÈME WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AND SPINS AROUND, WIGGLIGN HIS ASS IN THE AIR.
HE THEN PATS HIS OWN BUTT A FEW TIMES BEFORE SPINNING BACK AROUND AND BLOWING A
KISS TO THE FANS. AS HE DOES SAMSON COMES OUT AND CRÈME STOPS HIS LITTLE ACT
FOR A MORE SERIOUS APPROACH.)
JH:
Ladies and gentlemen this match is scheduled for one fall and is for the
T.F.W.F. Hardcore Championship!!! Introducing first accompanied by Samson…from
Atlanta, Georgia…weighing 217 pounds…Mr. Cream of the Crop…Crème de la
Crème!!!
SC:
Crème not an orthodox Hardcore wrestler by any means, but he can be a sneaky
bastard…
SJ:
HE IS NOT A SNEAKY BASTARD!
SC:
Would you accept a naught fairy then?
SJ:
SHUT UP!
*’ZERO
SIGNAL’ FEAR FACTORY PLAYS*
(MILD
POP.)
JH:
From Glasgow, Scotland…weighing 333 pounds…The G-Force…Grunt!!!
(GRUNT
WALKS UP TO THE RING AND STEPS OVER THE TOP ROPE HE GOES NOSE TO NOSE WITH
SAMSON.)
SC:
The big men nose to nose here…
SJ:
Kick his Scottish ass Samson…he worships the devil!!!
SC:
He does not.
*’COLD
AS ICE’ – DJ MOP PLAYS*
(MICHAEL
‘FAME’ POUNDS EMERGES WITH HIS HEAD BOWED. HE HOLDS HIS BLACK GLOVED FIST IN
THE AIR IN RESPECT TO THE BLACK POWER MOVMEENT OF THE 60S. HE THEN GRABS THE
GOLD CROSS AROUND HIS NECK AND KISSES IT, BEFORE WALKING TO THE RING. EARL STAND
BESIDE HIM CLAPPING.)
JH:
Making his way towards the ring accompanied by the T.F.W.F. Womens
Champion…The Earl of Cleveland…from Rochester, New Hampshire…weighing 229
pounds…the T.F.W.F. Hardcore Champion…Michael…FAME…Pounds!!!
The match starts with a double clothesline by
Grunt onto Crème, and Pounds. Grunt takes the early advantage on his
lightheavyweight opponents. He then whips Crème to the ropes, and gives him a
back body drop over the top rope. He takes Pounds, and sets him up for a
powerbomb. Pounds suprises him, and gets a sunset flip. But can’t get him to
fall back, and Grunt drops landing ass first onto Pounds chest cavity slaming
the air out of his lungs with his 300 pounds of weight. Grunt just sits on
Pounds for the pin. 1…2… Crème jumps onto the turnbuckle, and hits a
dropkick onto Grunt. The momentum makes pounds roll into the pin he was trying.
1..2… Crème hits a standing moonsualt to break the pin. Crème then slides
out of the ring, and reaches under the apron. He pulls out a stop sign. He then
tosses it into the ring. Crème picks up the stop sign, and stalks Grunt waiting
for him to get up. As Grunt pulls his way up Crème slams the Stop sign into his
face. Grunt stumbles back, but dosen’t fall. Crème hits him with another
Grunt just bounces off of the ropes, and bounces back. Crème tries to hit him
again, but Grunt catches it, and kicks Crème in the stomach. He then smashes
the sign over Crème’s head. He puts the sign on Crème, and runs towards the
ropes. He gets a giant splash denting the stop sign. 1…2… Pounds hits an
elbow onto Grunt breaking the pin. Grunt unphased just gets right up, and starts
to Charge after pounds. Pounds slides outside the ring, and Grunt follows, but
as he makes his way out Samson blindsides him with a steel chair. Samson then
brings Grunt up, and whips him into the turnbuckle. Samson the bigger of the 2
giants kicks Grunt in the stomach, and sets him up. He drops him with a massive
powerbomb through the Spanish announcing table. Pounds slides his way into the
ring, and gets the pin on the still lying crème. 1…2… Crème kicks out
having to push the dented stop sign, and Pounds off of him. Pounds slides out of
the ring, and reaches under the ringskirts. He pulls out a steel chair, and
throws it into the ring. He slides in the ring afterwards. He stalks Crème with
the steel chair. As Crème makes his way up Pounds slams the chair into his
face, and then gets the pin. 1…2… Barely Crème kicks out. Pounds then
slides out of the ring, and goes for more weapons. He pulls out a lead pipe. Crème
gets up, and Pounds swings, but Crème ducks, and gets him with a back suplex
into a bridge. 1…2… Pounds rolls back, and lands Crème with a reverse DDT
into a pin. 1…2… Crème kicks out.
SC: One of the most technical Hardcore
matches.
SJ: Grunt’s a racist… He didn’t just get
powerbombed through this table, he choose to be powerbombed through the Spanish
announce table, and be mean to the poor Spanish announcers…
SC: …
Crème rolls out of it, but Pounds then gets a
headlock. Crème reverses it into a northern lights right onto the baseball bat.
Crème then goes towards the steel chair. He runs to the second rope, and jumps
off Pounds ducks it, and turns around then hits a dropkick to the steel chair.
Pounds then slides outside of the ring, and pulls another chair, and throws it
in. Pounds slides back into the ring. He then takes Crème, and brings him up Crème
then gets a leg scissors armbar out of nowhere. Pounds drops to the mat. He
immediately grabs the ropes, but do to Hardcore rules it’s to no avail. Crème
reaches back, and grabs the steel chair that was placed in the ring. As he
tightens the hold he slams the steel chair onto the arm of pounds, and pounds
screams in pain. He does it again. Pounds screams again. Crème then starts on
some continual chairshots to the trapped arm of Micheal Pounds. Pounds Reverses
the momentum, and gets a schoolboy rollup. 1…2… Crème then hits a steel
chair shot to the head of pounds to escape the hold. Grunt is still down, and
the EMT’s emerge from backstage to carry him off. In the ring Crème pins
pounds. 1…2… Pounds reverses into the small package. 1…2… Crème kicks
out, and lifts up pounds hitting him with a fallaway slam. Crème then takes one
of the steel chairs, and unfolds it. He runs to the ropes, and jumps onto the
top of the steel chair, and onto Pounds trying to get a hurricarana, but Pounds
lands a powerbomb right onto the seat of the chair making it bend unnaturally
downward, and then he gets the pin. 1…2… Crème kicks out. Pounds then
brings Crème up, and whips him into the corner. Pounds runs directly after Crème.
Crème jumps up, and hits a celestial splash into a leg scissors through the
ropes. Crème then steps through the ropes, and onto the apron. He then jumps
off getting a sky twister press onto pounds on the outside. The ref slides out
of the ring getting the count. 1…2… Pounds kicks out. Crème then brings
Pounds up, and sets him up for a suplex pounds reverses it into a DDT rolls to
the back, and gets a victory roll. He then reaches back, and grabs on the steel
railing for leverage. 1…2.. Crème gets kicks out, and puts his legs under
pounds arms, and rolling him into a pin. 1…2… Pounds rolls back, and tries
to hit a reverse powerbomb, but Crème rolls him forward grabbing onto the leg.
He turns pounds around trying to set him up for a Creamy Middle. Pounds kicks Crème
back to where he hits the back of his head on the ringpost. Pounds then jumps
forward getting a monkeyflip onto the ringmats. Pounds then brings up Crème,
and whips him into the ring. Pounds then follows, he picks up Crème by the
legs, and tries to set him up with the poundage of pain, but Crème grabs onto a
baseball bat, and smacks it over Pound’s head. Pounds falls back as Crème
gets a pin. 1…2…Pounds kicks out. He spins to his stomach, and Crème grabs
the back of his head getting a camel clutch. Pounds then rolls to the side
getting a pin. 1…2… Crème rolls him back into the camel clutch. Pounds then
crawls to the ropes as quick as he can, and pulls his way up. He has Crème in
an electric chair. He drops back, and gets a backroll into a pin. 1…2… Crème
kicks out.
SC: Multiple times there have been pins, but
none of them have got the 3.
SJ: Think if the 4 corners guy wouldn’t have
been eliminated. This match wouldn’t be faced paces cruiserweight action it
would be a fat blob in the ring.
SC: Big man makes fun of somebody who got put
through a table…
SJ: yep…
Pounds then grabs a steel chair, and gets a
grounded shot onto Crème. 1…2… Crème kicks out. Pounds brings Crème up,
and hits a chop. Then another chop. Pounds then hits an armbar onto Crème. Crème
gets up, and Pounds hits another. He then sets Crème up, and gets him into a
bow, and arrow pin. Crème grabs onto the ropes. Pounds with his shoulders on
the ground in a pin, but he pushes his knees further into the spine of Crème.
1…2…3…
Winnner,
via pinfall and NEW T.F.W.F. Hardcore Champion: Crème De La Crème
Pounds frustrated breaks the hold, and then hits
Crème with the baseball bat. He starts smashing it against his ribs. Pounds
then brings Crème up, and gets him with the Poundage of Pain. The hold is
locked in tight, and Crème is about to tap. Samson then slides into the ring,
and hits a closeline to the back of Pound’s head. Crème then slides out of
the ring, and leaves with the Hardcore Championship.d
(ICE
STORM GOES TO COMMERCIALS.)
(ACTION
RETURNS WITH SNIFF BACKSTAGE ALONGSIDE HARDCORE LEGEND.)
SNIFF:
Hardcore Legend I was hoping to get a word about your up coming
Intercontinental Title defence.
(ALL
SNIFF PUTS THE MIC NEAR LEGEND, NALDO GRABS HIM AND PERFORMS THE ‘POWER OF
NALDO’ ON HIM TO HUGE CROWD HEAT. LEGEND PATS NALDO ON THE BACK AND THEY WALK
OFF.)
(BACK
AT RINGSIDE.)
SC:
What is up with that…
SJ:
Scoop…you never mess with the Champ…
SC:
You know now we are going to have to get Pez to interview everyone!
SJ:
Oh God…Naldo what have you done!
(SCENE
SHOWS THE PEACEMAKER OPENING AND SLAMMING DOORS IN THE ARENA VAINLY LOOKING FOR
THE MISSING SHRIEK.)
(ACTION GOES BACK TO RINGSIDE.)
T.F.W.F. European Championship Title Match
Joey 'The Lone Wolf' Lupino (c) vs El Diablo w/ Earl
[FLASHBACK:
ALL THE PROBLEMS BETWEEN LUPINO AND DIABLO ARE SHOWN.]
JH:
This match is scheduled for one fall is for the T.F.W.F. European
Championship…
*’HOW
TO SURVIVE IN SOUTH CENTRAL’ – ICE CUBE PLAYS*
(CROWD
HEAT.)
(DIABLO
LEAPS OUT ONTO THE STAGE AND STARTS STRUTTING TO MASSIVE HEAT. EARL THEN FOLLOWS
HIM OUT AND STARTS RUBBING HIS SHOULDERS AS HE DANCES ON THE SPOT.)
JH:
Introducing first the
challenger…accompanied by the T.F.W.F. Womens Champion The Earl of
Cleveland…from Acapulco, Mexico…weighing 197 pounds…The Loco Lationo…El
Diablo!!!
SC:
The biggest night of this man’s career…
SJ:
He’s a superstar!!!
SC:
Of what…
SJ:
Ummm…he’s a superstar!
*’BULLET
IN THE HEAD’ – RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE PLAYS*
(MASSIVE
POP.)
JH:
And his opponent…from New York City, New York…weighing 240 pounds…he is
the T.F.W.F. European Champion…The Lone Wolf…Joey Lupino!!!
Diablo jumps over the top rope with a vaulting body press onto
Lupino and both men fall hard on the concrete floor. Diablo raises up Lupino and
takes him towards the ring but Lupino grabs Diablo’s head and slams it into
the apron. Lupino then grabs Diablo and slams him into the steel steps. Lupino
then searches for something under the ring and pulls out a chair. The ref goes
to grab the chair but Lupino says the bell hasn’t rung. Earl goes towards
Diablo to revive him but Lupino blasts Earl with the chair as the crowd goes
crazy. Lupino then goes to hit Diablo with the chair but the ref finally takes
the chair from his grasps. Lupino begins to argue with the ref as Diablo gets up
he turns Lupino around and kicks him in the gut and slides him into the ring.
Diablo slides into the ring. He raises up Lupino and whips him towards the
ropes, he hits him with a high heel kick on the return. He raises up Lupino
again and whips him towards the corner. Diablo rushes towards Lupino and gives
him a monkey flip from the ropes. Diablo goes to the top rope, he points towards
Lupino as the crowd boos. Lupino goes for an elbow drop but Lupino rolls out of
the way. Lupino, then turns around and kicks Diablo in the spine and then jumps
over Diablo grabbing the neck as he rolls over him. Diablo’s head whiplashes
back to the mat. Lupino raises up Diablo and hooks his neck and follows with a
stalling suplex. He holds Diablo upside down for about 20 seconds and then drops
him down hard on the mat. He raises up Diablo again and delivers another suplex,
and then repeats it a third time. He hooks the leg of Diablo and pins him. The
ref gets to his knees and counts 1…2…. Diablo kicks out at the last second.
Lupino raises him up and whips him towards the ropes, Lupino ducks down for a
back body drop but rolls over his back and then schoolboys Lupino. The ref
counts 1…2… Lupino kicks out. Diablo gets up and runs into a Lupino
clothesline as the crowd cheers. Diablo gets up quickly and Lupino drops him
again with another clothes line. Diablo gets up once again, Lupino goes for a
clothesline but Diablo reverses it into a crucifix pinning hold. The ref counts
1…2… Lupino kicks out. He gets up and Diablo gives him another high heel
kick to the face. Lupino drops down holding his face in pain. Diablo raises him
up the hair, he whips him towards the ropes and gives him a drop toe hold.
Diablo then hooks the knees of Lupino with his legs and puts him in a Mexican
surf board. He streches the torso of Lupino, as Lupino screams in pain. Diablo,
moves him forward and rolls Lupino on his belly and puts him back in the painful
hold. After a few seconds Diablo
breaks the hold from the pressure. Diablo, gets up and he places Lupino between the bottom and
middle rope. Diablo gets on the top rope, and flies down toward rinside with a
leg drop onto the exposed neck of Lupino. Lupino’s throat crashes onto the
bottom rope, he rolls back into ring side holding the throat in pain.
Snoop:
Go Diablo, kicks Lupino’s ass.
Scoop:
Shut up Snoop, Diablo has the unfair advantage in this match with Earl at
ringside
Snoop:
Um.. HEEEELLLOOOO… Lupino took him out with a chair at the start of the match.
If Earl ever gets up it will be a miracle.
Diablo gets on the apron, he vaults over the top rope with a senton
splash onto Lupino’s neck. Diablo
raises up Lupino, he runs behind Lupino and bounces off the ropes and hits
Lupino with a bulldog. Diablo goes for the TEQUILA SUNRISE, but Lupino slides
out of the way Diablo lands on his feet and Lupino round kicks him off his feet.
Diablo falls to his back, Lupino drops an elbow to his chest. Lupino gets up and
he raises up Diablo. He whips Diablo to the ropes and grabs him in a powerslam
on the return. He hooks the legs and the ref counts 1…2… Diablo kicks out.
Lupino raises him up and whips him towards the corner. Lupino, gets in front of
him and starts to give him the ten punch. 1..2..3..4.. as the crowd counts
5…6…7… Diablo gives Lupino a low blow. Lupino drops down, his head bent
down. Diablo gets on the top rope, he sunset flips over Lupino and pins him as
the ref counts 1…2… Lupino kicks out and reverses it into a pin of his own.
The ref counts 1…2… Diablo flips Lupino over into a powerbomb like pin and
the ref counts 1…2… Lupino kicks out. Lupino and Diablo get to their feet.
Diablo arm drags Lupino, and when Lupino gets up Diablo superkicks him in the
jaw. Lupino rolls to the outside of the ring to get his composure. Diablo
rebounds off the opposite side, he hand springs on the ring canvas and flies
over the top rope with a moonsault onto Lupino. Both men crash into the security
wall. Diablo gets up slowly and he raises up Lupino, and gives him a snake eyes
on the security wall. Lupino, walks in circles and is met with a clothesline by
Diablo as he turns around. Diablo slides into the ring. He gets on the top rope
and flies off with a Leg drop onto Lupino at ringside.
Scoop:
Diablo aims to cripple Lupino at all costs, but if he keeps doing those high
flying stunts of his he will only cripple himself
Snoop:
Diablo knows what he is doing, I just hope Earl wakes up in time to see his boy
win.
Scoop:
Leave the fat bastard lying unconscious where he is you idiot.
Diablo gets up slow showing signs of pain. He hooks Lupino’s legs
under his arms and catapults him into the ring post, Lupino’s head slamming
into it hard. Diablo grabs Lupino and slides him into the ring. Diablo slides
into the ring and he pins Lupino as the ref counts 1…2… Lupino kicks out.
Diablo raises him up and stops midway and begins to taunt the crowd who shower
him with boos. Lupino takes advantage and gives him a hard lowblow. He
capitalizes with a small package as the crowd cheers. The ref counts 1….2…
Diablo kicks out. Both men get up, Lupino kicks Diablo in the gut and gives him
a double arm DDT as the crowd cheers more. Lupino raises up Diablo and gives him
a german suplex, he keeps his arms locked on around the waist of Diablo and
gives him another, he then bridges his neck and the ref counts 1…2… Diablo
raises up a shoulder. Lupino curses and raises up Diablo again and gives him a
snap suplex. He raises him up again and goes for another suplex but Diablo goes
over Lupino and pushes him towards the ropes, Lupino’s chest crashes against
the ropes rebounding him backwards Diablo rolls him up into a complex bridging
pinning move. The ref counts 1…2… Lupino kicks out. Lupino gets up and
Diablos gets him in a head sccisors take down but Lupino reverses it into a snap
powerbomb. Diablo’s head smashing against the canvas. Lupino raises up Diablo,
Diablo shoves him. Lupino turns around Diablo goes for a super kick but Lupino
grabs it in mid air he spins Diablo around and goes for THE CONNECTION but once
again Diablo goes over Lupino, He gives Lupino another brainbuster and does the
TEQUILA SUNRISE. He pins Lupino the ref counts 1…2..3
Winner, via
pinfall and NEW T.F.W.F. European Champion: El Diablo
The ref hands El Diablo the European Championship as he slides out of the ring. He wakes up Earl who is still groggy and they go up the ramp as Diablo raises the title in the air as Earl is jubilant.
(ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.)
(TORCH IS SEEN PACING BACK AND FORTH, JOSEPH WALKS UP TO HIM.)
IJ: I said it T, tonight we put Hellbound out the window and concentrate on you and me…tonight it’s all about the Purgatories Inmates…
T: You know
last week on Sunday you got in Chad’s face and I respect that, but remember…
IJ: (angrily) Just remember who you are facing in the ring tonight Torch and stop worrying about Hellbound!
T: (further anger) Worry, who’s worried Ian…YOU obviously got my back!
(TORCH STORMS OUT AS JOSEPH SHAKES HIS HEAD.)
SC: Tensions continue in Hellbound now even The Inmates are at it!
SJ: Who cares…Council rules!
(ACTION GOES BACK TO PIMP IN AND TIGER YOUNG STANDING THERE WITH THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS. MASSIVE CROWD POP.)
TY: Tonight is the night big man…
PI: Tonight
should have been the night I was facing Chad, but politics being politics…
TY: You win tonight and there is no reason why you shouldn’t get your shot at the big one once again…
PI: And what about you, I know you want a shot as well…
TY: All in good time Pimp Daddy…
(YOUNG SLAPS PIMP’S BACK AND WALKS AWAY.)
(BACK AT RINGSIDE.)
(ACTION CUTS TO KING KOLE PUTTING ON A REF OUTFIT, CROWD BOO.)T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Championship Title Match- King Kole special guest referee
Hardcore Legend (c) w/ Naldo vs Ian Joseph vs Tiger Young
*’SYMPHONY
OF DESTRUCTION’ – MEGADEATH PLAYS*
(MEGA
HEAT.)
JH:
This
match is a triple threat match and is scheduled for one fall…making his way
towards the ring accompanied by Naldo…from Atlanta, Georgia…weighing 230
pounds…he is the T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Champion…The Bastard…Hardcore
Legend!!!
(HARDCORE
LEGEND EMERGES FROM THE CURTAINS, AND THE FANS ERRUPT IN BOOS ALONGSIDE NALDO.
HARDCORE LEGEND WALKS READY TO FIGHT DOWN THE AISLEWAY. HE GETS TO THE RING, AND
JUMPS ONTO THE APRON, AND THEN HE STEPS BETWEEN THE TOP, AND SECOND ROPES INTO
THE RING. HE TAUNTS THE AUDIENCE AS NALDO WATCHES ON.)
SJ:
Go Legend woooohooooo! Now this is a Main Event.
SC:
Hardcore Legend the now 2 time Intercontinental Champion of this fed.
*’HERE
TO STAY’ – KORN PLAYS*
(MASSIVE
CROWD POP.)
JH:
And his opponent from Corpus Christi, Texas…weighing 254 pounds…The
Intimidator…Ian Joseph!!!
(JOSEPH
GETS IN THE RING AND SIGNALS HE WANTS HL’S BELT, NALDO STEPS IN FRONT AND THE
TWO MEN START BRAWLING!!!)
Joseph
throws big right hands as Naldo responds with lefts of his own.
Hardcore Legend steps back and leans against the ropes watching the
fight. Naldo gets the
advantage and rocks Joseph back towards the ropes.
Joseph looks dazed on the ropes as Naldo takes a couple of steps back and
then charges for a clothesline.
Joseph ducks down and then backdrops Naldo over the top rope to a huge
pop! Legend looks
surprised and drops the IC Title belt before charging at Joseph only to be met
with a huge spear take down. The
crowd cheer like crazy as Joseph rains down punches and the two men roll from
side to side exchanging punches, the crowd going nuts.
SC:
Good
God, this match has started out already and the third participant and the
referee still aren’t in the ring!
SJ:
Don’t speak to soon Scoop.
The
crowd roar as Tiger Young sprints down the ramp straight for Naldo!!
Naldo has his back turned and is picking up a steel chair as Tiger
springs up onto the ring steps in one movement and then launches himself at
Naldo. The DWIWF enforcer turns
around just in time to be hit with the Tag Team Title belt as Young crashes it
into his forehead to a massive pop!
SC:
And
now Tiger makes his grand entrance, I don’t think Naldo will be getting up for
a while!
SJ:
You
think I should go and check on him, make sure he is ok?
SC:
Yeah go ahead, anything to get your stupid ass off of colour
commentary!
SJ:
In that case I think I’ll stay!
Come on Legend, you’ve got these two in the bag.
Tiger
gets on to the ring apron as Joseph is sent to the mat by a shoulder block from
Legend. He runs towards the ropes
as Tiger climbs on the apron, he drops down holding the top rope and Legend
flips over the lowered rope and crashes to the floor to a big pop.
Tiger turns and laughs at him only for Joseph to hit a dropkick to his
back sending the 4 Corner member off the apron and onto Legend!
The crowd are white hot as Joseph climbs up to the top turnbuckle, Legend
and Tiger slowly stand next to each other as Joseph flies off and hits a nice
looking plancha onto both men. Joseph
gets to his feet first and begins to put the boots into Legend, he lifts him up
and whips him into the steel ring steps. Legend
hits the steps shoulder first and sends them flying on to the announce table!
SC:
Jesus,
only this kind of action in the T.F.W.F, the announce team nearly taken out by
flying steel steps!
SJ:
That
thug Joseph, he shouldn’t be allowed to throw Legend into the steps like that,
he is the IC Champion for god sake!
SC:
I’m
not too sure about that, but we could do with some sort of order down here,
where the hell is Kole? He
is supposed to be refereeing the damn match!
Tiger
is on his feet on the outside and he grabs Joseph from behind and throws him
with brute force into the steel barricade.
Joseph crashes back first and then Tiger begins to lay in stiff kicks to
his chest and face, Tiger stomps away and then drags Joseph to his feet and
plants him with a hard side walk slam on the outside.
Tiger is on his feet as Legend rolls into the ring at the opposite side.
Tiger slides in the ring and the two men lock up, Legend has the power
advantage and hooks Tiger in a side head lock, he tries to fight out of it and
then pushes Legend forward sending him off the ropes, Tiger ducks for a backdrop
by Legend stops and boots him in the chest before flattening him with a big
clothesline. Joseph is
slowly getting to his feet on the outside as Legend picks Tiger up and whips him
off the ropes, he goes for a back elbow but Tiger ducks and comes back off the
ropes with a nice spinning heel kick.
Legend hits the mat hard as Joseph gets back into the ring.
He hops up onto the second turnbuckle and lands a leg drop across the
chest of Legend. He
goes for the cover and Tiger laughs as Kole still hasn’t got to the ring!
Joseph is pissed and jumps up nailing Tiger with punches and martial arts
style kicks, he boots him in the gut and goes for a DDT, but Tiger spins out of
it and hangs on to Josephs arm into a hammer lock, he then hooks Joseph and
drops into a reverse DDT. Legend
gets to his feet and is sent spinning over the top rope with a beautiful side
kick from Tiger. The
crowd cheer on Tiger but are also right behind Joseph, the cheers suddenly turn
to boo’s as the guest referee King Kole finally comes down the ramp to
thunderous heat.
SC:
Finally
his highness has decided to join us, hope we didn’t drag him away from another
all you can eat fried chicken buffet.
You know he is the chairman of the All you Can Eat Appreciation Society?
SJ:
Show
some respect you peasant. That
man is royalty and you should speak to him in the respectful way he deserves.
Kole
struts down the ramp slowly and ignores Hardcore Legend who is struggling to his
feet at ringside. Tiger
puts the boots into Joseph in the ring before sprinting towards the ropes, he
jumps up onto the top rope and springboards off and hits Legend with a twisting
somersault plancha to a huge pop!!
Tiger jumps to his feet and starts celebrating but Kole grabs him by the
shoulder and spins him around!
Tiger rears his fist back to punch but Kole points to his referee’s
uniform and talks trash to Tiger threatening to disqualify him, Legend gets to
his knees and low-blows Tiger to thunderous boos from the crowd.
Legend plants Tiger with a sick looking DDT on the outside before both
him and Kole get into the ring.
SC:
Finally we have a referee for this match, let’s get this going
officially.
SJ:
No wait, Legend isn’t in the ring yet, that’s no fair!
The
bell sounds. Joseph is on his feet
and he charges at Legend both men begin exchanging punches in the middle of the
ring, Legend throws a big right hand and Joseph ducks and sends him crashing to
the mat with a nice leg sweep, he hits a leg drop and then goes for the cover.
Kole is in the corner of the ring adjusting the turnbuckle and doesn’t
see the pin attempt. The crowd are all over Kole who is now face to face with
Joseph, the two men talk trash and Kole threatens to disqualify him as well!!!
Tiger is now in the ring and goes to work on Legend while Kole and Joseph
continue to argue in the corner. Tiger
grabs Legend and tries to lift him up for a suplex but Legend blocks it and
scores with a nice snap suplex of his own.
Kole turns around as Legend goes to make the cover, 1…2…Tiger kicks
out after a pretty quick count by Kole.
SC: Did you see how quick that count was?
He wouldn’t make the count for Joseph but as soon as Legend makes the
cover he is counting too fast.
SJ: I know, ain’t it great!
Joseph
hooks Tiger from behind and hits a nice German suplex, he hangs on and goes to
lift Tiger again but he blocks it and rolls forward hooking Joseph’s legs, he
stands up with Joseph hooked in a Boston crab to a nice pop.
Kole is asking Joseph if he wants to give it up, Joseph struggles to get
to the ropes and just as he does Legend drops an elbow on the back of his head,
he then jumps forward and bulldogs Tiger breaking up the submission attempt.
Legend grabs Joseph and whips him into the corner and hits a nice splash,
he hooks Joseph’s head and uses the ropes to plant him with a tornado DDT!
Legend hooks the leg as Kole makes the count again, 1….2….Tiger Young
breaks up the pin attempt with a knee drop to the face of Legend.
He grabs Legend and throws him over the top rope Legend crashes down on
Naldo who is just getting up after the belt shot from Tiger at the start of the
match.
SC: Now we have Joseph vs Tiger, two of the best technical
wrestlers in the history of this business.
SJ: Who cares about them, I hope Legend and Naldo are all
right, I think Legend hit his head on the barricade.
SC: Boo hoo, damn it Snoop, will you call the action and stop
worrying about those two DWIWF losers.
SJ: They are not losers you scum bag, they are the only two in
this match, apart from King Kole, who are any good.
Tiger
and Joseph begin exchanging punches and the crowd are in a frenzy cheering for
both men. Joseph gets the advantage
and backs Tiger onto the ropes, he whips him off the opposite ropes and flattens
Tiger with a standing drop kick to the jaw.
Joseph lifts Tiger to his feet and hooks him up in a nice T-bone suplex
that nearly folds Tiger in half. Joseph
makes the cover as Kole counts 1…..2….Tiger gets his left shoulder up!
Joseph lands a few kicks to the chest and head of Tiger before lifting
him to his feet, he whips Tiger as hard as he can into the turnbuckle.
Tiger hits it chest first and springs backwards and is caught by Joseph
with a hard clothesline to the back of the head.
Tiger hits the mat face first as Joseph goes to the outside, he climbs to
the top turnbuckle as the crowd rise to their feet, Joseph leaps and scores with
a nice looking senton splash onto the back of Tiger Young!
Joseph hooks his leg and Kole makes the count 1….2….Joseph is pulled
from the ring by Legend on the outside, the two men are brawling around the
ringside area as Naldo grabs a steel chair, Kole is talking trash to the fans at
ringside and paying no attention to the match as Naldo blindsides Joseph with a
chair shot across the back!! Legend
grabs Joseph before he hits the floor and flips him over with a belly to belly
to suplex. Joseph cracks his head
and neck off the steel barricade before landing on his head crumpled against the
barricade. The fans at ringside
gasp at the horrific looking move and landing!
SC: Oh my God, I think Ian Joseph just broke his damn neck,
what a move by Legend. I can’t
believe Kole is not paying attention to this, Naldo and Legend are brutalising
Joseph.
SJ: You mess with the DWIWF that is what you get, a lot of
broken dreams and a broken neck.
Joseph
is unconscious on the outside as Naldo throws the chair to Legend, he goes to
get in the ring only to be caught by a baseball slide from Tiger Young, the
chair cracks off Legend’s skull busting him wide open.
The fans are loving it as Legend stumbles around ringside, blood pouring
from the wound on his forehead, Tiger grabs the chair and blasts Naldo right in
the head to a huge pop. He has bent
the chair almost in half and then throws it down before rolling in the ring.
King Kole is bad mouthing Tiger and threatening to disqualify him but
Tiger just flips Kole the bird to another big pop.
Kole is enraged but doesn’t do anything as Tiger grabs Legend by the
hair and lifts him up onto the ring apron before suplexing him over the ropes
and back into the ring. Legend is
bleeding heavily as Tiger rains down left and right hands, Legend tries to block
the punches but is having no luck. Tiger
heaves Legend to his feet and whips him towards the ropes, Legend reverses it
and goes for a clothesline but Tiger ducks it comes back off the ropes and sends
Legend down with a flying head scissors take down to a nice pop.
Tiger drops an elbow across the throat of Legend before going to the
second turnbuckle on the inside and landing a nice leg drop.
Tiger makes the cover and Kole drops to the makes the count
1……..2……,Tiger stands up pissed off at the slow count.
He pushes Kole back in the corner and Kole is just about ready to call
for the disqualification when Legend hooks Tiger in a school boy roll up!
Kole makes the fast count once again 1..2..Tiger just kicks out before
the three count!
SC: This is stupid Kole is ruining a perfectly good match with
these fast and slow counts. Tiger
isn’t going to be able to keep his cool much longer.
SJ: He is a King you idiot, he can do whatever the hell he
likes and if it benefits Hardcore Legend then that is just tough for Tiger and
Joseph.
Tiger
springs to his feet and throws a big right hand at Legend who ducks and scores
with a nice hangman’s neckbreaker. Joseph
crawls into the ring still holding the back of his head and neck, he crawls arm
over arm and then pulls himself up on the ropes.
The crowd are cheering his heart and effort as he grabs Legend before he
can cover Tiger, he kicks at the back of Legend’s leg knocking him down to his
knees and then cracks him across the back of the head with a huge martial arts
style kick! Legend slumps forward
out cold as Joseph makes the cover,1…2…Tiger breaks it up with a boot to
Joseph. Tiger lifts him up and then
boots Joseph in the midsection and goes for the Sabretooth, the crowd roar but
Joseph is able to fight out of it, he lifts Tiger’s legs up and he falls on
his back. Joseph hooks Tiger up in
a slingshot and then drops sending Tiger flying forward, he is caught by Legend
with a drop kick in the face that sends him flying out the ring to the outside!
Legend grabs Joseph who is staggering to his feet and hits a back suplex
and then follows it up with a nice looking swinging neckbreaker!
Joseph is writhing in pain, holding his neck and head as Legend stomps
away on him. He lifts Joseph to his
feet and then sets him up for a piledriver, Joseph tries to fight out of it but
Legend slams some hard forearm shots onto his back.
Legend hoists Joseph up and spikes him with a piledriver.
Legend holds on and stand up with Joseph still in the piledriver
position, he lifts him up again and spikes him in the middle of the ring with
another piledriver! He holds on
again and has to drag Joseph to his feet, he lifts him up once again and scores
with a third piledriver! Joseph is
out as Legend laughs and stands with one foot on his chest, Kole drops to make
the count 1…2….Tiger Young comes off the top rope with a drop kick that hits
Legend in the side sending him tumbling through the ropes to the outside!
Tiger makes the cover on Joseph, Kole is pissed off but makes the count
1…..2……, Joseph just gets his foot on the bottom rope to a huge gasp and
then frantic cheers from the crowd! Tiger
can’t believe it and he slams his fist on the mat in frustration.
SC: I can not believe Ian Joseph kicked out of three
piledrivers in a row, that is amazing.
SJ: Yeah but was it clever?
His neck has taken a horrific amount of punishment in this match, I
don’t think he can hold on for much longer.
Legend
is helped to his feet on the outside by Naldo, the blood is still pouring down
Legend’s face as he grabs the IC Title belt from the timekeeper to a huge
amount of crowd heat. Legend flips
the crowd off and wipes some blood from his eyes.
Legend rolls in the ring and charges at Tiger Young who ducks the belt
shot and boots Legend in the gut, he hooks him up and to a huge pop scores with
the Sabretooth in the middle of the ring! He
makes the cover and after a slight pause Kole makes the count 1….2….Joseph
just breaks up the count with a forearm to the back of Tiger!!
Joseph grabs Tiger and tries to whip him towards the ropes but Tiger
reverses it, Joseph comes back off the ropes and is planted with a nice spinning
spine buster! The crowd pop big
time as Tiger signals for the Sabretooth once again, he grabs Joseph only for
Legend to hook him up and hit the Ultima Manus to massive heat!
Tiger is out as Legend makes the cover 1..…2..…, Joseph again break
up the pin! Joseph gets to his feet
and the crowd cheer him on he goes to the outside as both Tiger and Legend are
out in the ring. He goes to the top rope as the fans cheer him on but Naldo
hops up onto the ring apron a steel chair in his hand. He smacks Joseph across the back with the chair as Kole
checks on Legend and Tiger. Joseph
teeters on the top rope and then Naldo cracks him across the side of the head
with a wicked chair shot! Joseph
falls head first off the top turnbuckle and crashes through the announce table
as Scoop and Snoop dive for cover!!! A
chant of ‘Holy Shit’ rings around the arena as Joseph lies in the broken
table and twisted metal and cables.
SC: That is it for Joseph I can’t believe Naldo, Ian Joseph
could be seriously injured after that fall through the announce table, amazing
action.
SJ: One down, one to go, come on Legend, you can beat the
pussy cat!
SC: This is serious Snoop, Joseph could be badly hurt after a
fall like that.
SJ: Good, good, one less Hellbound member around this place is
good for me and good for the DWIWF!
Joseph
is not moving as Naldo stands on the ring apron basking in the boos and abuse
hurled at him from the crowd. He
goes to the turnbuckle and rips the turnbuckle pad off exposing the metal
turnbuckle ring. Legend is getting
to his feet as is Tiger as Naldo slides the chair in the ring and shouts to
Legend to show him the exposed turnbuckle.
Legend nods his head at Naldo as Kole seems blissfully unaware about what
is going on. Tiger is up and the
crowd are right behind him as he pushes Kole out the way and knocks Legend to
the mat with a double leg take down, he then hooks Legend in a fugiwara arm bar
and leans back as far as he can.
SC: Great wrestling there from Tiger Young going for the
fugiwara arm bar in an attempt to make Legend tap out.
SJ: Hardcore Legend will never tap out, he is too damn tough.
SC: What about that damn Naldo, he nearly kills Ian Joseph and
then removes the turnbuckle pad and now he had thrown a steel chair in the ring.
That man should be banned from ringside, why isn’t Kole doing anything?
SJ: Look, you just worry about the match and let Naldo and Kole
work it out between them. All I
know is my money ain’t on Tiger Young for this match.
Legend
is in real trouble and tries in vain to get to the ropes as Tiger pulls back on
his arm even more. Kole is asking
Legend is he wants to tap out but Legend is screaming in pain and still
fighting, his face is still covered in blood as he tries to roll out of the move
but Tiger rolls with him and keeps the pressure applied!
The crowd are cheering on Tiger just begging Legend to tap out.
Suddenly Naldo jumps onto the ring apron and distracts Kole.
Kole has his back to the action as Naldo talks to him, Legend is able to
grab the steel chair with one hand and crack Tiger in the head breaking the
hold! The crowd are all over Legend
as he gets to his feet, Tiger staggers up and Legend swings the chair but Tiger
ducks it, he kicks Legend in the midsection and Legend drops the chair.
Tiger hooks him up for the Sabretooth but Legend fights out and backdrops
Tiger. He grabs the steel chair
again and goes to the opposite side of the ring from Tiger, he charges and
swings the chair down and again Tiger ducks out of the way, the chair springs
back off the ropes and smashes into Legend’s head to a huge pop!!!
Legend staggers back as the chair goes spinning out of the ring, Tiger
grabs him and hoists him in the air for a powerslam but instead runs to the
corner with Legend on his shoulder and then drops him face first on the exposed
turnbuckle ring!! The crowd are
white hot as Legend staggers backwards blood flowing from his head, Tiger boots
him in the mid section and then hits a massive Sabretooth!!!!
SC: That’s it, that’s it, Tiger got this match won!
SJ: Don’t speak to soon you gimp!
Naldo
is still on the ring apron distracting Kole as Tiger hooks Legend up for the
cover. He has him pinned for a
seven count before he jumps up and shoves Kole to the side, he plants a massive
right hand on the jaw of Naldo sending him flying off the turnbuckle and
crashing onto the steel guard rail. Tiger
turns back around as Legend is still down in the middle of the ring, he walks
over to make the cover but Legend hooks him in a small package.
Kole drops and makes another fast count 1…2…Tiger just kicks out to a
huge pop! Tiger gets up and spins
around and grabs Kole by the collar and shoves him back against the turnbuckle.
The two men argue as Kole threatens again to disqualify Tiger, he is
ready to punch Kole when Legend gets to his feet and rolls to the outside.
He grabs a steel chair as Naldo is back up and climbs onto the ring
apron. Tiger lets go of Kole and
swings a punch at Naldo but he ducks and then grabs Tiger by the head and drops
from the ring apron clotheslining Tiger on the top rope, he staggers backwards
as Legend grabs him and scores with a big Ultima Manus onto the steel chair!!
The crowd are booing like crazy as Legend hooks Tiger’s leg, he puts
both feet on the middle rope as Kole makes the count 1…2….3!!!
SC: Those two bastards, Naldo and Legend!
Tiger had that match won, he beat Legend fair and square and then Naldo
has to get involved, what a rip off.
SJ: What the hell are you talking about, this is a huge win
for Legend and the DWIWF, Naldo only did what any good DWIWF Council member
would do, he was a team player tonight!
SC: It still stinks, Hardcore Legend, still the TFWF
Intercontinental Champion!
The
crowd are incensed as Legend rolls out of the ring and falls to the floor bloody
and exhausted. He steps over the
wreckage of the smashed announce table where Ian Joseph is still lying
motionless. Legend grabs the
Intercontinental Championship and stagger around the ring with Naldo supporting
him. The two men stagger up the
ramp as the crowd boo, Legend holds the IC Title Belt up with one arm his face
covered in blood. Tiger is still
out in the middle of the ring as EMT’s run down the ramp to check on Ian
Joseph. Legend is held up by Naldo
as the two men stagger through the curtain and to the back.
Winner,
via pinfall and STILL T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Champion: Hardcore Legend
(ACTION CUTS BACKSTAGE WERE THE PEACEMAKER IS STILL SEARCHING THROUGH EVERY AREA IN THE BACK. HE WANDERS INTO CRÈME DE LA CRÈME.)
CC: Before you touch me like you did last time!
(MAKER NODS AND GOES TO WALK PAST CRÈME, WHEN MAKER NAILS HIM WITH A RIGHT HAND KNOCKING HIM OUT.)
(ICE STORM GOES TO COMMERCIALS.)
(BACK AT RINGSIDE.)
The Peacemaker vs The Stalker
*’TIME TO SHINE’ E TOWN CONCRETE EXPLODES THROUGH THE SPEAKERS*
(DECENT POP.)
[FLASHBACK: MONTAGE OF THE STALKER’S ACTION ARE SHOWN.]
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall…making his way towards the ring from Manhattan, New York…weighing 260 pounds…The Madman…The Peacemaker!!!
SC: So what does Maker do now? Wait I guess…
(SUDDENLY,
THE T.A.T. SPRINGS INTO LIFE, SHOWING SHRIEK CHAINED TO A
RADIATOR, AND PLEADING WITH SOMEONE OFF CAMERA. IN THE ARENA, PEACEMAKER
SEES THIS, AND BEGINS TO CLIMB THROUGH THE ROPES TO LEAVE. HOWEVER, THE MASKED
MAN APPEARS AT THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING, RUNS ACROSS AND SLAMS A KNEE INTO
PEACEMAKER'S SIDE AS HE'S HALFWAY THROUGH THE ROPES)
SC:The
Stalker used that footage of Shriek to gain a surprise attack on Peacemaker!
SJ:
You don't say..... I always thought
Peacemaker was dumb....
Maker
goes tumbling through the ropes, and crashes to the arena floor. The Stalker
slides under the bottom rope, and stomps on Maker a couple of times, before
hauling him to his feet, and slamming an elbow into his head. He then grabs him
by the scruff of the neck, and hurls Maker headfirst into the steel ring steps.
The referee is shouting at The Stalker to return to the ring, so the match can
officially start, but to no avail, as The Stalker is busy standing on Maker's
throat. He then stands back briefly, as Maker crawls around on his hands and
knees, until The Stalker takes a run up, and hoofs a field goal kick into
Maker's ribcage. Maker rolls on his back, and The Stalker hits an elbow drop
onto him. He rubs his elbow into Maker's face, then gets up, picks Maker up, and
finally rolls him into the ring. The bell sounds to signal the official start of
the match. The Stalker climbs into the ring, and goes for a cover....1....2....
Maker just kicks out!
SC:
This masked man has certainly taken the
initiative in the opening moments...
SJ:
Who the Hell is it? I wanna know!
SC:
Well, what clues do we have so far? He's
of average height, he's fast, and seemingly very aggressive...
SJ:
Jackie Chan!
SC:
Idiot....
The
Stalker drags Maker into the corner, props him into a sitting position, and once
again rams his foot into Maker's throat. Maker squirms, as the ref instructs The
Stalker to break the hold. The Stalker eventually moves his foot, then pulls
Maker up to an upright position on the ropes, and rams his shoulder into Maker's
gut a few times. He then steps back to the centre of the ring, and goes for a
running shoulder tackle, but Maker moves out of the way, and The Stalker's
shoulder goes straight into the middle turnbuckle! The fans pop big for Maker's
first break. Maker leans on the ropes for support as he gasps for breath, while
The Stalker gingerly extracts himself from the ringpost. The Stalker turns
around... straight into a thunderous punch from Maker! Maker follows with
another hard right followed by a hard slap to the chest. He then whips The
Stalker to the other corner, and follows up immediately with a clothesline while
The Stalker is still trapped in the corner. The fans are really getting behind
Maker. The Stalker stumbles out of the corner, and Maker floors him with a
sledging blow to the top of the head. He goes for a cover...1....2....The
Stalker hooks his foot over the bottom rope! The ref notices and stops the
count.
SC:
Great ring awareness from The Stalker...
SJ:
Maybe he's Spiderman! He's got Spidey
Sense!
SC:
Have you been taking Pez's medication
again?
Maker
tries to raise The Stalker to his feet, but is met by a low blow half way up.
Maker doubles over in pain, and The Stalker hits him with a swinging neckbreaker.
He then mounts the cornerpost, and hits a fist drop from the second turnbuckle.
He then makes a cover, with both feet on the bottom turnbuckle...1...2... The
ref notices his feet on the corner post, and stops the count! The Stalker kicks
Maker in the ribs, then brings him to his feet, and places him in an abdominal
stretch. The pain is etched on Maker's face, his ribs already weakened from the
earlier kicks they received. The ref goes around to Maker to ask him if he wants
to quit. On the ref's blindside, The Stalker grabs the ropes for extra leverage,
causing Maker to scream in pain. The ref moves to check all is legal, but The
Stalker has let go of the ropes before the ref sees the infringement. The ref
again asks Maker if he wants to quit, but Maker still shakes his head, and The
Stalker once again uses the ropes for leverage.
SC:
That stalker sure is clever, gaining an
advantage by cheating behind the referee's back...
SJ:
It's Professor Stephen Hawking!
SC:
ARGHHH!!!!!!!
The
ref this time catches The Stalker using the ropes, and he kicks his arm off the
rope. This allows Maker to hip toss The Stalker to the mat, to another crowd
reviving pop. The Stalker gets to his feet, but Maker scoops him up, and
bodyslams him back to the mat. Maker then picks The Stalker up, grabs him from
behind, and executes a German suplex, sending The Stalker flying over his head.
The Stalker lands in a heap, Maker picks him up and attempts another German, but
The Stalker grabs Maker around the head, and mule kicks him in the groin. With
Maker's head still in his grip, The Stalker runs up the cornerpost, then propels
himself off it, for a stunning bulldog on Maker. Maker lies prone on the mat,
and The Stalker takes the time out to gesture to the crowd, who respond with
plenty of boos.
SC:
This stalker has certainly studied his
opponent. He seems to have a counter for any move Peacemaker throws at him...
SJ:
He's a stalker, dummy! It's his job to
know everything about his prey!
SC:
Snoop... that's the first intelligent
thing you've said during this match....
SJ:
I think The Stalker is.... J. Edgar
Hoover, ex head of the CIA!
SC:
I give up.....
The
Stalker performs a kneedrop to the back of Maker's head, then rolls him over and
covers...1...2... Maker raises a shoulder! As Maker rises to a sitting position,
The Stalker grabs him from behind in a headlock, then switches it to a chinlock,
with his knee placed firmly into the back of Maker's neck. Maker waves his arms
about in the struggle to escape the painful hold. The Stalker rises to his feet,
then, before Maker can move from his sitting position, The Stalker dropkicks him
in the back of the head. He covers Maker again....1...2.... Maker kicks out! The
Stalker turns angrily to the ref, protesting that it should have been a three
count. He turns back to Maker and stomps on his chest. He then drops down and
throttles Maker's throat. Maker squirms about, as the ref tries to persuade The
Stalker to break the hold, which he reluctantly does. He picks Maker up, and
drags him to the ropes, where he drapes him over the middle rope. The Stalker
then bounces off the opposite ropes for momentum, and jumps on Maker's back. He
gets off, and Maker flops backwards to the mat. The Stalker grabs Maker's legs,
and rolls over him holding his legs, for a pinning combination..1....2... Maker
kicks free! The Stalker curses, then rises, picks Maker up, and DDT's him
sharply to the mat! He then pulls Maker into the exact centre of the ring, then
begins to climb the cornerpost, as the crowd noise rises. The Stalker stands
atop the cornerpost, and makes a cutthroat sign with his thumb across his
throat, as the fans boo like crazy. He then flies off for a flying splash, but
Maker raises his knees at the last second! The Stalker gets two knees to the
gut!
SC:
Ooh... that's gotta hurt!
SJ:
Not if The Stalker is a Terminator!
Maker
gets a new lease of life, as the fans pop like crazy! He picks The Stalker up,
and hits a vicious European uppercut to his jaw. This backs The Stalker onto the
ropes, where Maker peppers him with lefts and rights, to the head and the body.
He then whips him to the ropes, and catches The Stalker with a huge overhead
belly to belly on his return. The Stalker groggily gets to his feet, and Maker
grabs him by the leg, and nails a flapjack, The Stalker's head bouncing off the
mat! The Stalker rises to one knee, Maker helps him the rest of the way up, then
hoists him up, and slams him back to the mat with a crushing powerbomb! The
Stalker is out flat! Maker pumps himself up, and plays to the crowd, who cheer
him on maniacally. He then turns to the prone Stalker, and waits for him to rise
to his feet. Maker beckons him on, and indicates, to a rapturous cheer, that he
plans to execute The Silencer as soon as The Stalker gets to his feet. The
Stalker is up on one foot, when..... the T.A.T. springs back into life! It shows
Shriek, still tied up and bloodied, screaming as a shadow falls over her! Maker
can't believe what he's seeing, and holds his hands to his head in anguish.
Suddenly, he is spun around, and The Stalker kicks him in the gut, then hits The
Silencer on Maker! Maker bumps bigtime, and hits the mat. The Stalker makes the
cover....1....2....3!
Winner,
via pinfall: The
Stalker
The
Stalker stands over the prone form of The Peacemaker, and starts to untie the
lace at the back of his mask...
SC:
This is it... We're about to find out
who's made Peacemaker's life a misery!
SJ:
So, he used previously shot footage of
himself menacing Shriek to distract Peacemaker for the win? Genius!
The
Stalker slowly removes his mask..... and the crowd boos get louder and louder!
It's Creme de la Creme! A sick smile falls across his face.
SC:
Omigod! Creme de la Creme is Peacemaker's
stalker! That sick freak has REALLY lost it this time!
SJ:
Ha ha! We all knew Creme was a dangerous
individual! This is brilliant!
As
boos and empty drink containers rain down on the ring, Creme drags Maker out of
the ring, then up the aisle.
(ACTION GOES TO COMMERCIALS.)
(ACTION RETURNS WITH CRÈME DE LA CRÈME DRAGGING
THE PEACEMAKER THROUGH THE ARENA…HE HAS HIM BY HIS HAIR…)
CC: You told me you were God and I must
worship you!!!
(CRÈME BATTERS MAKER WITH A CHAIR. ALL OF A
SUDDEN IAN JOSEPH AND TORCH APPEAR AND TRY TO HELP, BUT CRÈME NAILS THEM BOTH
WITH CHAIR SHOTS AS WELL.)
CC: Your mine now Maker…all mine!!!
(CRÈME THROWS MAKER IN THE BACK OF HIS PINK CADILLAC.)
(ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE TO FALLEN ANGEL WITH IAN
MONKS.)
SNIFF: Gentlemen we have just witnessed…
IM: It’s not about what you have, but what
you are going to witness tonight a new Champion will be crowned!!!
(THE DUO WALK OUT.)
(BACK AT RINGSIDE.)
*’HOLD ME, THRILL ME, KISS ME, KILL ME’ –
U2 PLAYS*
(BIG HEAT.)
(THE CROWD EXPLODE AS IN BOOS AS THE CHAOS LOGO
ENGULFS THE TOTALLY ACTION TRON. CHRIS CHAOS EMERGES AND THRUSTS HIS ARMS IN THE
AIR BOWING HIS HEAD BEFORE WALKING DOWN TO THE RING.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and
is a triple threat encounter…making his way to the ring from Denver,
Colorado…weighing 250 pounds…Chris Chaos!!!
*’FIRESTARTER’ – PRODIGY PLAYS*
(CHAOS HERES THE MUSIC AND RUNS UP THE RAMP AND
HE AND TORCH START BATTLING ON THE RAMP WAY.)
*'BIG
PIMPIN' - JAY-Z BLASTS THE SPEAKERS*
(THE
CROWD POP HUGELY AS PIMP IN EMERGES, AND IMMEDIATELY GETS INTO IT WITH BOTH
TORCH AND CHAOS AT THE TOP OF THE RAMP)
SC:
None of these
three intensely competitive individuals are waiting to get in the ring, Snoop!
SJ:
You've got an arena full of hate right
here.... The absolute mutual loathing between Torch and Chaos stemming from the
death of Razer is well documented, then Chaos cost Purgatories Inmates the Tag
Team titles... add to that the way Torch has been calling out Pimp In, accusing
him of being old and washed up... and you've got an explosive powder keg, which
has just gone off!
Pimp
In immediately nails Torch and Chaos with big right hands. He then clotheslines
Chaos to the ground. Torch takes this opportunity to come up behind Pimp In, and
nail him with several reverse knife edges, which send Pimp In staggering
backwards down the aisle. Chaos then runs up behind Torch and slams a forearm
inbetween his shoulder blades, then whips him into the railings at the side of
the aisle. He then marches up to Pimp In and swings a punch at him, but Pimp In
ducks, then nails Chaos with a mule kick to the stomach. Chaos staggers
backwards, and Pimp In runs at him for a knee lift, but Chaos catches him, and
dumps him to the arena floor at ringside with a sidewalk slam. He then goes to
pick Pimp In up, but is surprised by a clothesline from behind from Torch, which
sends him head first into the ringpost. Torch then picks Pimp In up, and rolls
him into the ring, as Chaos lies stunned on the arena floor. Torch climbs onto
the ring apron, but Pimp In has recovered, grabs the ropes, and slingshots Torch
over them, so he somersaults and lands on his back in the ring. Torch staggers
to his feet, and Pimp In takes him over with an armdrag, which he holds onto,
placing Torch in an armbar. Torch struggles to position himself out of the
armbar, and manages to get to his feet, meaning that Pimp In modifies the hold
into a hammerlock. Torch then manages to go behind Pimp In to reverse the hold.
However, Pimp In swings an elbow backwards, and catches Torch in the jaw. Torch
releases the hold, and Pimp In runs the ropes. As he bounces off, Torch drops to
the mat, and Pimp In jumps over him. Pimp In carries on to the ropes on the
opposite side... which have been pulled down by Chaos. Pimp In's momentum takes
him over the ropes and to the floor, as the crowd boo Chaos, who slides into the
ring. He is met by stomps to his head and back from Torch. He raises Chaos, and
goes to whip him to the ropes, but Chaos reverses it, Torch goes to the ropes,
and Chaos catches him with a beautiful drop toe hold on his return. He then
scoots over Torch, and puts him in a side head lock.
SJ:
Look at that... Technical perfection....
SC:
Hmmm... seems like Chris Chaos has learned
a few dirty tricks recently, as well....
SJ:
Hey, he was just trying to pull himself
into the ring... he didn't KNOW Pimp In was coming his way!
SC:
No, of COURSE not...
Torch
struggles to his feet, still in Chaos' headlock. He tries to batter his way out
of the hold, to no avail. Suddenly, Chaos runs at the ropes, lifts his feet up,
and kicks himself off the top rope, turning his headlock into a slingshot
bulldog. Torch hits the mat hard, Chaos goes for a cover....1...2... Torch kicks
out! As Torch sits up, Chaos goes right back to a headlock, this time from
behind. Torch wobbles slowly to his feet, reaches behind for Chaos' head, and
drops down for a jawbreaker! Chaos recoils backwards, wincing and holding his
chin. Torch grabs Chaos to whip him to the ropes, but Chaos reverses it. Torch
bounces off the ropes, Chaos drops to the floor for Torch to run over him. Torch
bounces off the other ropes, Chaos performs a leapfrog to clear Torch's head.
Torch goes to the opposite ropes.... and is grabbed around the ankle by Pimp In,
who pulls Torch outside the ring. The two begin brawling on the outside,
exchanging punches and chops. Their fight is broken up, however, by a Chris
Chaos suicide dive between the top and middle ropes, that takes all three of
them out!
SC:
Wow! High risk maneouvre by Chris Chaos!
SJ:
Yeah, he might have done himself as much
harm as the other two!
Chaos
is first to recover, however. He picks Torch up, and rams his back into the
ringpost. Torch collapses in a heap at the bottom of the ring steps. Chaos turns
around, straight into a hard Pimp In punch to the jaw. Pimp In then rolls Chaos
into the ring, and climbs in himself. However, Chaos recovers as Pimp In is
halfway over the ropes, and pulls the ropes up, so Pimp In is crotched. Chaos
then pulls him the rest of the way over, and Pimp In falls to the mat, clutching
his gonads. Chaos then continues to kick Pimp In in the lower regions, as the
referee tries to stop him. Chaos pushes the ref off, and the ref shouts at him.
SC:
Chaos is pushing his luck...
SJ:
Triple Threat match, Tuxedo breath! No DQs,
no countouts!
Chaos
pulls Pimp In to his feet, and drags him into the corner, where he
shoulderblocks him in the gut, then raises a boot, and jams it into Pimp In's
throat. He then lifts Pimp In into a sitting position on the top turnbuckle, and
climbs the post himself, in preparation for a suicide plex. He hoists Pimp In
into a standing position, and the crowd boo like mad. Chaos stops to flip the
fans off, which makes them boo more. He turns his attention back to Pimp In...
who suddenly springs to life, to a great pop, punching at Chaos. Chaos punches
back, and a post-top brawl ensues. Finally, Pimp In gets the upper hand, and
pushes Chaos off the turnbuckles. Chaos hits the mat back first, and Pimp In
comes off the top, to hit a big flying leg drop to Chaos' throat. He covers
Chaos....1...2.... Torch breaks the count! Chaos crawls out of the ring
clutching his throat, as Pimp In gets to his feet, and is rocked by big blows
from Torch. Torch then forces Pimp In into the corner, where he mounts the
middle turnbuckle, and rains punches down on Pimp In, who finally breaks it up
by grabbing Torch's legs, and hitting an inverted atomic drop. Torch hits the
mat, Pimp In goes to follow up with an elbow drop, but Torch dodges, and Pimp In
hits nothing but mat. Both men get groggily to their feet, Pimp In volleys
punches at Torch, Torch is forced back to the ropes. Pimp In takes a run up, and
charges at Torch on the ropes, but Torch ducks, and pushes Pimp In over him, for
a huge back body drop all the way to the arena floor, that is only broken up by
the just-got-to-his-feet-again Chris Chaos! Both Pimp In and Chaos are lying
prone on the arena floor, as Torch starts to mount the cornerpost. As a hush of
anticipation falls over the audience, Torch waits for his two opponents to get
to their feet on the arena floor, then launches himself at them! Chaos ducks,
however, and Pimp In gets the full brunt of Torch's dive!
SC:
Omigod! It's like a train wreck down
there!
SJ:
And who's left standing? Chris Chaos,
that's who!
After
spending a few seconds getting his breath back, Chaos picks up Torch, and rolls
him into the ring. He then picks him up, and hits a T-bone suplex. Chaos goes
for the cover..1...2... Torch kicks out. Chaos stomps on him a few times, then
picks him up, and motions for the Complete Chaos! However, he's stopped from
completing the move by Pimp In, who clotheslines him into next week! He grabs
Chaos by the scruff of the neck, and throws him out of the ring, where he lands
in a heap on the arena floor. Meanwhile, Torch comes up behind Pimp In, and
slams a forearm into his back. He then picks him up, and nails a big side suplex.
He makes the cover...1...2... Pimp In raises a shoulder, to a big pop! Torch
picks him up, and flips him over his head for a razor's edge, but Pimp In
wriggles out the back, hooks Torch's arms, and goes for a backslide. After much
to-ing and fro-ing, Pimp In gets the advantage, and pins Torch's shoulders to
the mat...1...2... Torch breaks the pin! They both get up, Pimp In kicks Torch
in the stomach, Torch doubles over, but grabs Pimp In and rolls him into a small
package....1...2... Pimp In breaks free! They both get to their feet again, Pimp
In bounces against the ropes for momentum, but Torch gets him on the rebound
with a picture perfect dropkick! He goes for the cover...1...2...Pimp In raises
a shoulder! Torch pulls him to his feet again, Pimp In has his head down, Torch
bounces off the ropes, straight into a spinebuster! Pimp In roars in defiance,
the crowd noise level rises, he picks Torch up, and signals for the Pimp-in-ator!
The crowd go wild! However, Torch lowblows Pimp In, and puts him in position for
the Third Degree Burn! Suddenly, Chris Chaos enters the ring, brandishing a
steel chair! He swings it at Torch, but Torch ducks, drops Pimp In, and kicks
Chaos in the stomach. Chaos drops the chair, and Torch picks it up, and slams it
straight across Chaos' cranium! Chaos goes down, Torch throws the chair away,
and trash talks him. Torch turns to face Pimp In, and walks straight into a
superkick from him, that sends Torch crashing through the ropes to the outside.
As the crowd voice their approval, Pimp In picks up Chaos, and hits the Pimp-in-ator,
onto the steel chair! he makes the cover....1....2....3!
Winner,
via pinfall: Pimp In
SC:
Ha! Torch got a measure of revenge on
Chris Chaos, and Pimp In was there to pick up the pieces! You can't deny the Big
Pimp Daddy's greatness...
SJ:
Yes I can! They ganged up on Chaos! No
fair! No fair!
'Big
Pimpin' plays once again, as Pimp In makes his way up the aisle to huge cheers.
Halfway up, however, the Undisputed champion, Chad, appears at the top of the
ramp, to more huge pops! Pimp In stops, and the two stand there, not blinking,
not smiling, just staring intensely at one another. Finally, Chad turns and
disappears backstage again, and Pimp In continues to celebrate with the fans.
SJ:
What the Hell was that idiot Chad doing
out here?
SC:
He can feel it, just like everyone else
can, Snoop.... the meeting of the idols, the franchise players in the TFWF....
those two will meet in the ring....soon....
(ICE STORM GOES TO COMMERCIALS.)
(ACTION RETURNS AT RINGSIDE.)
MAIN EVENT
Undisputed T.F.W.F. Heavyweight Championship Title Match
Chad (c) vs Fallen Angel w/ Ian Monks
SC:
And here it is folks the match we have all been waiting for!
SJ:
Not me…
*’FALL
FROM GRACE’ - NO SECRETS PLAYS*
(MIXED
REACTION.)
(A
BRIGHT WHITE LIGHT COMES FROM THE ENTRANCE WAY AND BLINDS MOST OF THE CROWD.
FALLEN ANGEL EMERGES FROM THE LIGHT, HE HOLDS HIS HANDS HIGH IN THE AIR SALUTING
THE CROWD)
JH:
This match is scheduled for one fall and is for THE T.F.W.F. UNDISPUTED
HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!…On his way to the ring accompanied by the owner of
the T.F.W.F. Ian Monks…from parts unknown…weighing 268 pounds…The
Future…FALLEN ANGEL!!!
SC:
Here is in Ian Monks’ challenger to Chad!!!
SJ:
His challenge is the damn DWIWF for Christ’s sake!
*'FRONTIER
PSYCHIATRIST’ - THE AVALANCHES PLAYS*
(EARTH
SHATTERING POP.)
(SMOKE
FILLS THE ARENA ENTRANCE, AND WHEN IT CLEARS, CHAD IS STOOD THERE, IN THE JESUS
CHRIST POSE. HE THROWS HIS HEAD BACK, DROPS HIS ARMS, AND MARCHES DOWN THE
AISLE)
JH:
AND HIS OPPONENT…FROM SEATTLE, WASHINGTON…WEIGHING 250 POUNDS…HE
IS…THE UNDISPUTED…T…F…W…F…HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION….THE
SICKNESS…CHAD!!!
SC:
HERE HE THE SICKEST OF THE FREAKS THE ONE AND ONLY GOD DAMN GREATEST CHAMPION
WE HAVE EVER HAD…THE SICKNESS CHAD!!!
SJ:
Shut up and stop getting a hard on!
Chad
makes his way almost down the aisle, but Ian Monks sneaks around, and from
behind hits Chad with a low blow with a cattle prod. He starts proding Chad as
the fans start to boo. Chad rolls around as Ian continues to put burn marks on
his skin. Fallen Angel just watches from inside the ring. Chad then lies
lifelessly, and Ian Monks lifts the cattle prod like a knife, and then starts to
drop it onto him. Chad grabs the cattle prod before Ian can get the brutal
strike onto him, and he then pulls back the cattle prod making Ian Monks flip.
He then takes the prod, and smacks the side of it over Ian’s head. He then
slides into the ring. As he does Fallen Angel starts with some stomps, and the
match begins as the ref signals the bell to ring. Fallen Angel continues to
stomp away at Chad.
SC:
Ian Monks attacking Chad with his own weapon, the cattle prod, and Chad
having to fight him off giving Fallen Angel an early advantage.
SJ:(Sarcastic)
Wow, I didn’t know that from it happening right in front of my eyes. Please
give me some more of your great insight…
SC: idiot…
SJ: I know you are, but what am I?
SC: (sigh)
Fallen Angel brings Chad up, and sets him up. He
then gets a huge belly to belly
onto Chad. Making him crash land on the mat. Fallen Angel then with one foot
steps onto the chest cavity of Chad, and the ref starts the count. 1…2…
Fallen Angel pays for his cocky pin, and Chad rolls grabbing the foot of Fallen
Angel, and then setting him up to get a figure 8 leg lock. Fallen Angel screams
in pain, and is about to tap, but is close to the ropes, and grabs onto them.
Chad then releases the hold, and grabs fallen Angel’s knee, and slams it onto
the mat. He picks up the leg again, and slams it hard down onto the mat. Fallen
Angel rolls around in pain. Chad then rolls him to his back, and sets him up for
the sharpshooter. Fallen Angel counters with a drop toe hold to Chad. He then
gets up, and stomps on Chad before he can get up.
Fallen Angel then brings Chad up, and whips him into the ropes. As Chad
rebounds he hits him with a huge back body drop. Fallen Angel then brings Chad
up, and lands a huge sitdown powerbomb. The sudden power move shocks the crowd
as Fallen Angel holds the pin. 1…2… Chad rolls back, and gets Fallen Angel
ready, and hits him with a slingshot into the corner. Chad waists no time, and
gets up hitting a charging shoulderblock to the back of Fallen Angel. He grabs
Fallen Angel by the back of the neck, and jumps forward landing a neck breaker.
He then gets the pin. 1…2… Fallen Angel kicks out in an orthodox way. Chad
brings him up, and then gets a kick to the stomach. He immediately after sets
Fallen Angel up for a piledriver, but Fallen Angel overpowers, and lifts up Chad
flinging him over the top with a spinebuster. Chad falls over the top rope all
the way onto the ring mats on the outside. The fans awe at the fall. As Chad
slams into the outside ring mats hard.
SC: Brutal move by Fallen Angel… Keeping the
momentum on his side giving him the advantage.
SJ: Ouch…
Fallen Angel then falls back onto the ropes. The
ref goes to check how he’s doing, but is just pushed away. He then slides out
of the ring, and brings Chad up. He then clubs Chad in the back of the neck. The
ref starts the count. 1… Fallen Angel brings Chad up again, and hits a
clothesline. 2…3… Fallen Angel then kicks Chad in the stomach, and gets
ready for another powerbomb or piledriver, but Chad then counters with a
flapjack. 4…5… Chad rolls into the ring, and back out prolonging the count.
Chad then takes Fallen Angel, and whips him. Fallen Angel runs straight into the
steel railing. Chad then hits a huge german suplex to Fallen Angel. Right onto the outside mats. The fans patiently
wait as the quick action persues. Chad then goes to the end of the ring mat, and
pulls it up. He slowly peels the ring mat off of the floor exposing the
concrete. Ian Monks runs over, and starts whaling at Chad with rights, and
lefts. Falls to the ground, but after he does he hits a sweep kick. He then
brings Ian up, and hits him with a Chadbuster, and the fans go crazy as he does.
Fallen Angel then runs over, and blindsides Chad while he is distracted. The ref
finally starts the count. 1… Fallen Angel then brings Chad up, and gets him in
suplex position. He then lifts him high keeping him upside down suspended in the
air. 3…4…5… The refs counts get more rapid as they continue 6… He is
obviously tired of them staying out of the ring. Fallen Angel ignoringly of the
count drops a brutal DDT brainbuster right onto the concrete. The fans jump up,
and are in shock of the brutal move. Chad just falls over like a domino being
knocked down. 7…8… Fallen Angel like Chad previously did slides into the
ring, and back out delaying the count. The ref is visibly frustrated. Chad is no
lying almost lifelessly on the mat. His head busted open from the impact, and
the front row fans look cuasiously over the railing at him. 1… The ref
continues the count waisting no time. Fallen Angel then brings the bloodied Chad
up, and spins him around slamming his head into the steel railing. The fans boo.
2… Fallen Angel then just whips Chad into the ring. He slides in after getting
a quick pin. 1…2… Barely at the last second as the ref’s hand is about ¾
of an inch away from the mat Chad lifts one shoulder defiantly. Fallen Angel has
a look of extreme dissapointment.
SC: Fallen Angel thinking that he had the
match won after that brutal attack.
SJ: This match is boring, there’s not one
DWIWF member… I’m going to sleep. (pretends to go to sleep with his head
on his arms on the announce table.)
Fallen Angel then brings Chad up, and hits him
with a knee to the gut. He then whips Chad violently into the ring post. Chad
goes between the top, and middle turnbuckle pad, and lands head on. Fallen Angel
then takes Chad, and gets a blue thunder into a pin. 1…2… Chad kicks out.
Fallen Angel slams his fist onto the mat frustrated. He then brings Chad up, and
gets him into a sleeper the blood seeps out of his cranium, and onto Fallen
Angel. Fallen Angel shakes Chad viciously. The fans boo as Chad lowers, and
lowers, and lowers. Fallen Angel keeps the hold on tight. The ref goes over, and
lifts Chad’s arm once. The fans give a gasp. Twice… The fans give another
gasp. The third time, but before he can drop it Chad with his other hand grabs
onto the ropes. The ref then tries to break fallen Angel of the hold. Fallen
Angel doesn’t let go, and he lifts Chad up immediately after he drops him with
a sleeping neckbreaker, and then drags him to the center of the ring. Fallen
Angel instead of getting the pin goes to the turnbuckle, and climbs his way to
the top rope. He then points to Chad, and jumps off attempting to get an elbow
drop, but Chad rolls out of the way. Both opponents down. Chad still bleeding
from his wound. Chad then makes his way up as does Fallen Angel. They both
Charge towards each other, but Chad gets a dropkick onto Fallen Angels knee.
Fallen Angel drops neck first onto the ropes. Chad then runs onto the opposite
ropes, and steps up Chad like stairs, and then jumps off of his back over the
ropes landing a guillotine splash a move sending Fallen Angel flipping through
the ropes onto the apron landing on the back of his head, and they both fall to
the ground. Back onto the outside the ref starts the count. This time slower.
1… 2… Chad rolls until he hits softly onto the announcing table. 3….
Fallen Angel lifeless, Chad pulls his way up. 4…5… Chad making his way up,
and now Fallen Angel showing signs of life, and getting up. 6…. Fallen Angel
makes his way up, but is hit by a straight right chop to the throat. Out of
breath Fallen Angel falls to his knees, and grasps his throat. Chad then runs
back to the railing, and charges all the way back to Fallen Angel hitting a low
dropkick into his face. 7…8… Chad then takes Fallen Angel, and whips him
into the ring. 9… Chad then slides in barely at the 9 count. Chad then gets
the pin. 1…2… another kickout.
SC: Another close fall in this match.
SJ: Yeah, a fall in match quality…
SC: (Sarcastic) Clever… real clever…
SJ: I know, nothing can match my sparkling
wit…
SC: You choose to ignore my sarcasm, or just
don’t know what it is?
Chad brings up Fallen Angel. He hits a forearm to
the stomach, and then clubs in him the back of the neck. Fallen Angel falls to
one knee, and then Chad pushes him over. Chad then jumps onto Fallen Angel
getting a mounted position, and wastes no time hitting him with all of the
punches he can muster. The crowd counts as he slams his knuckles into Fallen
Angels skull. 1…2…3…4… The ref tries to stop it, but can’t pull the
infuriated Chad off of Fallen Angel. Chad pushes him off, and Fallen Angel takes
the opportunity, and rolls him up. He then puts his feet onto the ropes. The ref
on the ground not knocked out, but dazed rubs his eyes, and unseeing of Fallen
Angel’s feet starts the count. 1…2… Chad then kicks out reversing the move
into a triangle hold with his shoulders on the mat getting the pin. 1..2…
Fallen Angel then rolls, and lifts Chad up. He then spins Chad around trying to
fling him off, but Chad keeps the hold on tights. Fallen Angel then falls back
getting a throwback powerbomb onto Chad. Chad hits face first onto the mat.
Fallen Angel then grabs onto the ropes, and pulls his way up. Almost out of
energy he just falls onto Chad getting an easy pin. 1…2… Chad again kicks
out. Fallen Angel then rolls away, and his face starts to turn red. Obviously
Fallen Angel is getting very frustrated. He runs over to Chad, and starts
stomping away like a mad man. The fans go crazy with boos as Fallen Angel
continues to stomp away at Chad. He then brings Chad up, and runs him into the
corner with a short spear. He then whips him violently to the other side of the
ring. Chad smashes into the turnbuckle. He then steps slowly towards Chad, and
gets ready to whip him into the other side, but as he whips it is quickly
reversed, and Fallen Angel runs right into the refree smashing him into the
corner. As Fallen Angel stumbles back Chad spins him around, and hits the
Chadbuster. He goes for the pin, but the ref is down. A few seconds pass by, and
Chad spots something in the corner of his eye. Something that makes the fans go
crazy. Chad sees it, Chad looks into the corner, and sees his cattle prod. The
fans start a cattle prod chant as Chad steps closer, and closer to the deadly
weapon. He grabs it, and raises it as the entire crowd rises. Fallen Angel just
gets up, and sees Chad with it. He mouths the words “oh shit.” And Chad
chases after him. Fallen Angel slides out of the ring, and runs for it. As Chad
chases after him Fallen Angel grabs a ring bell announcer’s chair, and swings
back, but Chad ducks it, and hits the burning prod onto the belly of Fallen
Angel. Fallen Angel sandwiched between the cattle prod, and the railing reaches
for his chair, but it’s barely out of reach. Fallen Angel out of desperation
hits a kick right to Chad’s crotch. The burning of the cattle prod burned a
hole through Fallen Angel’s shirt, and a black skin mark on him.
SJ: I’m glad I’m not watching this
match…
SC: That’s getting old…
SJ: The TFWF is getting old, but does it go
away? No..
Fallen Angel grabs the steel chair, and smashes
it over the head of Chad leaving a dent in the steel seat of it. Chad falls back
onto the ringmats, and Fallen Angel sees the opportunity. He brings Chad up, and
sets him up onto his shoulders. He then slams Chad head first into the ring
post. Fallen Angel then whips Chad into the ring. He follows afterward. All of a
sudden Samson, Hardcore Legend, Chris Chaos, and The Management emerge from the
entrance curtains. They make there way down to the ring, but as they do the 4
corners without Grunt appear from the audience. The 4 corners start brawling
with The DWIWF council. Fallen Angel, and Chad not even realizing the fact of
there emergence. Fallen Angel lifts up the cattle prod with his foot on the
chest cavity of Chad. He lowers it, but right in the nick of time the ref gets
up, and grabs the prod out of his hands. Fallen Angel then blindsides the ref in
frustration. Somehow Chris Chaos gets into the ring, and hits a clothesline to
the back of the head of Fallen Angel. Tiger Young then slides into the ring, and
hits a clothesline to Chaos. Samson follows, and lands an elbow drop to them.
Pimp in does to as he hits a chop block onto Samson. Management, and Hardcore
Legend attack Pimp in From behind, but the cycle begins again as Fallen Angel
recovers, and hits a clothesline to Hardcore Legend, and then kicks management
in the stomach, and drops a DDT. The fight turns into an enormous brawl. The
fans go crazy. Chad rolls his way out of the ring. He then goes after Ian Monks.
Monks sees him coming, and then slides into the ring. Chad, and Monks then get
caught in the brawl. Twist breaks out with a Titty Twister to Hardcore Legend.
Samson hits a Samsonbomb to Twist. Tiger Young then hits a Sabretooth onto
Samson. Pimp In Money shot’s The management. Chaos then hits a complete Chaos
onto Pimp In, and clotheslines Tiger Young over the ropes. The ref stumbles his
way up, Fallen Angel then takes Chad, and places him onto the ropes, He then
climbs setting him up for a Angel Death Drop, but Chad reverses it, and hits a
Chadbuster onto the top turnbuckle. Fallen Angel lands face first onto the
turnbuckle pad, and lands all the way off of the top of the turnbuckle. Chad
jumps down, and gets the pin. 1…2…3…
Winner,
via pinfall and STILL T.F.W.F. Undisputed Heavyweight Champion: Chad
The fight explodes again as everybody regains
there energy, and fighting spirit. The brawl continues, and is only stopped by
one noise, the playing of Fire Starter on the PA. The fans cheer expecting the
emergence of Torch, but all of a sudden the mood changes. Everybody stops to
look up at the top of the entranceway. Hardcore Legend, Chris Chaos, Samson, and
the Management slide out of the ring. Leaving everybody else in the ring
seemingly for dead. Suddenly as the music hits Nemisis emerges from the
entranceway. The fans in shock as he slowly makes his way down to the ring.
SC: One of the most intimidating men ever to
grace T.F.W.F is back. But, what is he doing?
SJ: (Hiding under the announcing table, and
whispering.) Intimidating… I’m not scared of him…
Nemesis makes his way to the ring, and slides
under the ropes. He lifts up Fallen Angel, and gives him an Unearthy
Consequences. He then takes Chad, and lifts him up, and does the same. The 3 of
the 4 corners jump onto Nemisis, and start whaling on him. With an impressive
display of brute force he pushes them all back, and then hits a double
clothesline to Tiger Young, and Twist. Then afterwards grabbing the leader by
the neck, and picking him up, and landing him with a vile unearthly
consequences. Management then slides into the ring, and nods as Nemesis looks
down on the lifeless bodies of his opponents. The management takes a microphone.
MG:
See this… this is the power of the DWIWF, and a
new year is coming along soon. A new age is coming along soon. DWIWF is going to
finally slay the TFWF. This was an example of what we can do. This is something
you should all remember. There’s no turning back, and there’s no stopping
us. We will win, whether the ignorant masses like it, or not. 2003 will be the
year of the DWIWF, and it will start with the death of the TFWF...”
(END SHOW.)