DATE: 26th September 2011
Monday Mayhem - from Minneapolis, Minnesota - The Target Center
*'ALIVE' – POD PLAYS*
[FLASHBACK: HIGHLIGHTS OF LAST WEEK WHICH SAW THE ANNOUNCEMENT OF THE RETURN OF EARL, JOEY LUPINO TAPPING TO THE MASKED MARVEL ON TORCHER, MANY OTHER KEY MATCHES ANNOUNCED FOR AUTUMN ANNIHILATION 12.]
(THE PYROS EXPLODE ALL AROUND THE MAYHEM VENUE. THE CAMERAS FLY AROUND THE ARENA PICKING UP SUCH SIGNS AS ‘LEGACY IS ABOUT TO BE STUNG!’, ‘LETS REHIRE THE BRICK TO REBUILD THE HALL OF FAME’ AND ‘VWF HAS BABY DICKS’ FINALLY THE SHOT SETTLES ON THE COMMENTARY TEAM OF SCOOP CUTHBERTSON AND SNOOP JONES AT RINGSIDE.)
SC: Hello everyone and welcome to TFWF Monday Night Mayhem!! We are coming to you live from the sold out Target Centre in one of the most historic wrestling cities in the country, Minneapolis, Minnesota! I’m joined tonight by my broadcast colleague Snoop Jones. Snoop, there’s only one topic on everyone’s minds tonight and that’s the return to the TFWF by The Earl of Cleveland. The Earl of course being the man who ‘opened the door’ for the ORC and well, we’ve all seen the chaos and destruction they have caused.
SJ: The Earl should have done the smart thing; cashed in his chips and got the hell out of the TFWF for good. You think the ORC give a damn about him? You think the TFWF will want him here? The man is an idiot and him coming back tonight is just another in a long line of screw ups he’s made!
SC: For once, I actually agree with you Snoop. I just can’t see how The Earl returning is going to be accepted by the ORC or the TFWF.
SJ: Like I said, he was put on the shelf for a reason and he should stay there.
SC: Well, The Earl’s return aside, we’ve got another great night of TFWF action for you. In our main event of the evening the TFWF Intercontinental Champion Phenom will be in non-title competition against Georgie Nickles of the ORC.
SJ: We’ve all seen Phenom pretending he respects Dragon Demonico ahead of their IC Title match at AA12. Once Nickles has her hand raised in victory tonight Phenom will truly respect her and realise that she should get the IC Title shot instead of Demonico.
SC: Demonico has more than earned that IC Title shot Snoop but I do agree that Nickles will be going all out to beat Phenom here tonight. What a win that would be for her and the ORC!
SJ: What a win that ‘will’ be for her and the ORC.
SC: Folks, we’ve also got a very intriguing match as the TFWF Light Heavyweight Champion Jose Ramon is in non-title action against one of the men who will fight for the World Title at AA12 – Jack Benevolence!
SJ: First off Benevolence is an ingrate. He ran his mouth about MDK last week and he’s weaselled his way into the World Title match at AA12. Secondly, Jose Ramon is just as bad and I doubt he’s recovered from the butt kicking Sean Panache has given him the past few weeks.
SC: It’ll be a hell of a match and I’m sure the ORC will be watching it closely. The man from the ORC with the Golden Ticket is also in action tonight as Michael Thunder takes on one half of the San Diego Seagulls, Charlie Scripps.
SJ: Oh wow, Thunder is wrestling a chick! He’s going to ‘love’ that!
SC: Snoop, Charlie Scripps is a man and you damn well know that.
SJ: I thought the San Diego Seagulls were a chick and guy tag team.
SC: Yes and Kate Horton is the chick. Look, here on the website they’ve got their profiles. See.
SJ: That’s a woman?!?
SC: Ugh. I give up. It’ll be a hell of a match and a big test for Scripps as he goes against the man who could cash in for a World Title match at any time!
SJ: You sure that’s a chick, cause I’m sure I saw him…
SC: Will you stop?! We’ve also got something of a mismatch in terms of size and power as the highflying Kenny Freeman takes on Darrius King.
SJ: King has made it his mission to beat the red off Jack Hondo’s neck at AA12. Tonight he gets to slap the nerd right off Freeman’s face. This is going to be hilarious!
SC: I wouldn’t be too confident there Snoop, don’t forget Freeman holds a recent win over Rick Rampage, he might be a nerd, but he can get it done in the ring.
SJ: Why don’t you tweet that to someone who gives a crap?
SC: Charming. Folks our opening match sees Rick Rampage in action as the ORC powerhouse clashes with the other half of the San Diego Seagulls – Kate Horton.
SJ: What a guy!
SC: You’re just not going to let that go are you?
SJ: Hey, when it stops being funny, I’ll let it go.
SC: It stopped being funny about 5 minutes ago.
SJ: Whatever. You just don’t appreciate my comedic skills.
SC: No, you’re just not funny. Anyway folks, as you can see, we’ve got one hell of a night of action lined up for you tonight! I’m getting word from backstage that perhaps, yes, ok, let’s go to the ring.
(ACTION CUTS TO THE RING WHERE JC HALL IS STANDING READY TO MAKE AN INTRODUCTION.)
JCH: Ladies and gentlemen, at this time, please welcome, the CEO of the TFWF, The Earl of Cleveland…
(MONSTER CROWD HEAT. THE EARL EMERGES FROM THE BACK TO NO INTRO MUSIC OR TA-TRON VIDEO. INSTEAD HE STANDS AT THE TOP OF THE RAMP LOOKING VERY UPSET AND NERVOUS AS THE CROWD BOO HIM FEROCIOUSLY.)
SC: Wow! These TFWF fans in Minnesota are letting The Earl know exactly what they think of him.
SJ: The funny thing is, The ORC fans are probably booing him even louder! What a loser.
(THE EARL MAKES HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP AND INTO THE RING FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE BEING UNCEREMONIOUSLY KICKED OUT OF THE COMPANY BY THE ORC - THE GROUP HE ORIGINALLY HELPED BRING TO THE TFWF AND TO A POSITION OF POWER.
THE FANS AREN’T IN A FORGIVING MOOD AS THE EARL STANDS IN THE RING WITH A MIC IN HAND. THEY CONTINUE TO BOO HIM AND THEN AS HE TRIES TO SPEAK A HUGE CHANT OF ‘ASSHOLE’ RINGS AROUND THE ARENA. THE EARL LOOKS AROUND HIM AND WAITS FOR THE CHANT TO DIE DOWN. HE RAISES THE MIC UP AGAIN BUT ONCE AGAIN THE BOOING OF THE CROWD DROWNS HIM OUT AND HE IS STOPPED IN HIS TRACKS.
SC: If The Earl thought tonight was going to be a big homecoming for him, he’s realising now that he is not Mr Popular with anyone in the TFWF.
SJ: No wonder. At least if the ORC are going to screw you over they do it to your face. This guy is a rat and always has been.
SC: You have no idea how ironic that is coming from you.
(BACK IN THE RING THE EARL IS FINALLY ABLE TO ADDRESS THE FANS IN ATTENDANCE AND THOSE WATCHING AT HOME.)
EOC: I’m sure there are a lot of people who think I deserve that kind of reaction…
(MASSIVE CROWD HEAT.)
EOC: And they’re probably right. I’ve not exactly done anything to warrant any other kind of response from you people…
(MORE HUGE CROWD HEAT. THE FANS REALLY AREN’T SYMPATHETIC TO THE EARL. HE SHAKES HIS HEAD AND GOES ON.)
EOC: I don’t suppose it’s going to make much difference, but I’d like to explain my actions, if you will allow me the chance…
(THE CROWD BOO AGAIN BUT THE EARL WAS ALWAYS GOING TO CONTINUE.)
EOC: You see I grew up outside the wrestling business. I was never able be a central figure here or anywhere else. I had to watch on as my half brother The Management became an icon in this company.
(BIG NOSTALGIC CROWD POP FOR THE MANAGEMENT. THE EARL SENSES AN OPENING WITH THE CROWD.)
EOC: That’s why I came into the TFWF. I always wanted to make a name for myself and be remembered as fondly as my half brother.
(GIVEN THE CROWD REACTION, THAT ISN’T GOING TO HAPPEN ANY TIME SOON! THROUGH THE BOOING THE EARL SPEAKS AGAIN.)
EOC: I know I’ve screwed up. I know I’ve done wrong. Which is why tonight I’m announcing that I am stepping down as the CEO of the TFWF and I will not be returning to the company…
(MASSIVE CROWD POP!! THE EARL LOOKS ANNOYED AT THE FANS REACTION AND GOES TO RAISE THE MIC UP WHEN SUDDENLY…..)
*COCHISE – AUDIOSLAVE PLAYS*
(SUPER MASSIVE CROWD POP!! THE EARL’S EYES BUG OUT OF HIS SKULL AS THE CROWD EXPLODE WITH NOISE AS FALLEN ANGEL’S MUSIC HITS! AFTER A MOMENT OR TWO THE MAN HIMSELF, THE TEN TIME WORLD CHAMPION, STEPS THROUGH THE SMOKE AND STANDS AT THE TOP OF THE RAMP. HE IS DRESSED IN HIS WRESTLING GEAR AND THE WORLD TITLE SITS PROUDLY ON HIS RIGHT SHOULDER.)
SC: Oh my! Fallen Angel is here and he looks like he’s got a few things to say to The Earl!
SJ: You know, this is probably the first and last time that I’ll be happy to see Fallen Angel out here.
(THE CROWD ARE GOING NUTS AS ANGEL MAKES HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP AND EVENTUALLY INTO THE RING. HE WALKS UP TO THE EARL AND TOWERS OVER HIM. THE EARL LOOKS LIKE HE MIGHT HAVE A LARGE DRY CLEANING BILL AS FALLEN ANGEL STARES HIM DOWN. FINALLY THE EARL EXTENDS HIS HAND WHICH BRINGS A SMIRK FROM FALLEN ANGEL AND LOTS OF BOOING FROM THE CROWD.
ANGEL TURNS AWAY FROM THE OFFER OF A HANDSHAKE AND INSTEAD RAISES THE WORLD TITLE BELT UP FOR A BIG CROWD POP. HE PLACES THE BELT BACK ON HIS SHOULDER AND RAISES A MIC UP. THE EARL SHIFTS NERVOUSLY UNDER FALLEN ANGEL’S INTENSE STARE.)
FA: You’ve got a lot of God damn nerve coming back here fat man…
(HUGE CROWD POP. THE EARL GOES TO SPEAK BUT ANGEL STOPS HIM WITH ONE GESTURE.)
FA: Not today Earl, no more mic time for you. When the World Champion speaks, you shut your mouth and listen to what I have to say.
(ANOTHER HUGE CROWD POP. ANGEL CONTINUES TO STARE A HOLE THROUGH THE EARL.)
FA: I don’t know why you came back here tonight Earl…I’m sure you thought that enough time had passed…that maybe people would forget that you opened the door to the ORC and if it wasn’t for your greed and lust for power the ORC would never have got the foothold in the TFWF that they have. In other words, the shit they’ve done, that’s ALL on you…
(ANGEL TAKES A STEP CLOSER TO THE EARL TO MAKE SURE HIS POINT IS BEING UNDERSTOOD. THE EARL JUST NODS AS ANGEL RAISES THE MIC AGAIN.)
FA: You made your bed Earl when you sided with the ORC. When you became MDK’s little bitch boy you signed away any respect or any compassion from me, anyone on the TFWF roster and especially these people.
(ANOTHER BIG CROWD POP.)
FA: Your little sob story about being a frustrated trust fund kid doesn’t wash with me. I’ve done some heinous shit in my life but I never once tried to harm this company. And I sure as hell didn’t crawl back looking for forgiveness without EARNING it first! So if I were you, I would turn around and get the hell out of here because brother; you’re not welcome in this house any more.
(THE EARL NODS SOLEMNLY AS THE CROWD CHEER IN AGREEMENT WITH FALLEN ANGEL. THE WORLD CHAMPION LOWERS HIS MIC AS THE EARL RAISES HIS.)
EOC: You’re right Angel. I can’t deny any of it. I helped the ORC become the monster it is now. It’s my fault they were able to attack everyone at Dependence Day, it’s my fault the company is split in two behind the scenes and it’s my fault they destroyed the Hall of Fame building.
(FALLEN ANGEL NODS IN AGREEMENT AS THE EARL CONTINUES.)
EOC: I know I can’t win back anyone’s trust or respect and that’s why I’m leaving. But before I go I still have one night left as the CEO of the TFWF. And I want to do something to try and make things right.
(ANGEL DOESN’T LOOK CONVINCED.)
EOC: Your match with MDK and Jack Benevolence at AA12?
FA: What about it?
EOC: Well both MDK and Benevolence will have someone in their corner. So it’s only right and fair that you have someone in your corner.
(ANGEL SNEERS AND RAISES HIS OWN MIC.)
FA: If the next words out of your mouth are “I’ll be in your corner,” then you and I are going to have an even bigger problem than we already have…
(THE CROWD CHEER FOR THE WORLD CHAMPION AGAIN AS THE EARL SHAKES HIS HEAD.)
EOC: No, no, no, I wouldn’t dream of it. No, I can confirm that in your corner at AA12 will be a man who will no doubt help keep things even…your close personal friend…and former World Champion…the one and only…NIGHTHAWK!!
(THE CROWD POP IS MASSIVE AS FALLEN ANGEL SMIRKS AND NODS HIS HEAD.)
FA: Not bad Earl, not bad at all. That’s a start to making things right….
(THE EARL LOOKS PLEASED AND EXTENDS HIS HAND AGAIN TO FALLEN ANGEL. ANGEL LOOKS AT HIS HAND AND THEN TO THE CROWD ON EITHER SIDE OF HIM. THEY ARE ALL YELLING FOR HIM NOT TO SHAKE THE EARL’S HAND. ANGEL THEN LOOKS BACK TO THE EARL AND SMIRKS.)
FA: But it’s not enough!
(LIKE A FLASH ANGEL THROWS A RIGHT HAND PUNCH THAT CONNECTS FLUSH ON THE CHIN OF THE EARL, KNOCKING HIM BACK A GOOD TWO FEET! HE LANDS, OUT COLD, ON HIS BACK AS THE CROWD ROAR THEIR APPROVAL.
FALLEN ANGEL STANDS OVER THE EARL FOR A MOMENT AND THEN RAISES HIS MIC BACK UP. HE LOOKS TO THE BACK AS HE SPEAKS.)
FA: MDK. Jack Benevolence. The numbers just got even. You boys are in a whole world of trouble now! No bullshit, no outside interference and no numbers advantage. Now you’ve got to get it done in the ring. You want the World Title? You want control? Come and fucking get it!
(THE CROWD CHEER LOUDLY AGAIN AS FALLEN ANGEL RAISES THE WORLD TITLE UP IN THE AIR AS HIS MUSIC HITS. HE STANDS OVER THE UNCONSCIOUS EARL FOR A MOMENT OR TWO BEFORE GOING TO EACH CORNER OF THE RING TO SIGNAL TO THE FANS.)
SC: I think Fallen Angel spoke for every TFWF employee, wrestler and fan here tonight.
SJ: He even spoke for the ORC! How crazy is that?
SC: At least The Earl made one final goodwill gesture by announcing that NightHawk will be in Fallen Angel’s corner at Hard Steel.
SJ: That isn’t going to make any difference. The ORC are walking out of AA12 with the World Title. Angel could have Hawk, Samson, Naldo and Pimp In in his corner – it won’t make any difference. He’s not leaving AA12 as World Champion.
SC: Well you might be confident of that Snoop but I’m sure Jack Benevolence and MDK aren’t feeling quite as confident now. The numbers are even and AA12’s main event is going to be one hell of a match! Ok, let’s go to a quick video and then we’ll be back with our first match of the night!
[HYPE VIDEO: MATCHES FOR AUTUMN ANNIHILATION ANNOUNCED SO FAR.]
Rick Rampage vs Kate Horton
(BELL RINGS.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...
*'FELL INTO YOUR SHOES' - CHEVELLE PLAYS*
(NICE POP. KATE AND CHARLIE RUN ONTO THE STAGE WITH VARIOUS SAN DIEGO IMAGES ON THEIR TRON BEFORE THE FAMED SEA GULLS LOGO APPEARS. THEY RUN DOWN TO THE RING WITH THEIR HIGH OCTANE ENERGY.)
JH: Making her way towards the ring accompanied by Charlie Scripps...from LaJolla, California...weighing 150 pounds....Kate Horton!!!
SC: Kate Horton one of only two active female wrestlers on this T.F.W.F. roster.
SJ: Finally the T.F.W.F. has recognized Scorpio ...
SC: I was talking about Georgie Nickles!
JH: And her opponent...
*'BURN' - THREE DAYS GRACE PLAYS*
(DECENT HEEL HEAT. A GOLDEN PYRO ERRUPTS AROUND THE ENTRANCE AREA. RAMPAGE BASKS IN THE PYROS FOR THE MOMENT AS THE WORDS 'GOLDEN BOY' FLY ACROSS THE TOTALLY ACTION TRON.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring...from New York City, New York...weighing 275 pounds...he is one half of the T.F.W.F. Tag Team Champions...Rick Rampage!!!
SC: 2011 Rookie of the Year Snoop, an award he shares with Jack Benevolence and if you look back over the past Rookie of the Years there is a standard that Rick Rampage is living up to.
SJ: A Gold Standard Scoop...the man has oozed Championships since he got here and I for one am picking him to continue doing so!
FINISH...Fantastic opener between the established Rampage and the newcomer Horton. Horton gives it her all throughout this one, but Rick seems on a mission to avenge his defeat against K-Free. Horton looks to put him away, but on this occassion, Rick is just too powerful hitting the 'Heavnley Descent' and scoring a three count to pick up the win in an excellent opening contest.
Winner, via pinfall: Rick Rampage
Match Time: 10m04s
Match Rating: 4 Stars
After the match Rampage poses with his half of the T.F.W.F. Tag Team titles if to show the Seagulls what could be awaiting them in a future contest.
(ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.)
(WE CUT TO THE BACKSTAGE AREA WITH BETH MCCAIN STANDING BY WITH THE “WAR HOUND,” VIKTOR KOVALENKO AND ANYA ROMAN. THE CROWD GIVES OFF SOME RATHER SUBSTANTIAL HEAT FOR THE PAIR AS ANYA SCOFFS, WHILE VIKTOR LOOKS AS STOIC AS EVER WITH HIS TAG TEAM TITLE WRAPPED AROUND HIS WAIST.)
BM: Beth McCain here with none other than the ORC’s Team Kovalenko. Viktor, Anya – we just saw your fellow tag team champion, Rick Rampage, in quite the match-up. Your thoughts?
(VIKTOR ARCHES AN EYEBROW AS ANYA CAN ONLY FACEPALM. HER DRY TONE IS UNMISTAKABLE AS SHE LETS OUT A SIGH.)
AR: Leave it to an American woman to ask such a stupid question…
BM: Excuse m--
AR: …but if you absolutely MUST know, then our thoughts are simple. Mr. Rampage is the future of this company, the future of this industry, and the best possible tag team partner to have in the TFWF. Case closed. Now, is there anything else, or should I just kill myself, now?
(BETH COCKS HER HEAD TO THE SIDE AND BLOWS OUT A HARD BREATH BEFORE CONTINUING.)
BM: Well, after your client’s vicious attack on Leander Apollo and Jason Proc—
(VIKTOR’S EARS PERK AS ANYA CUTS BETH OFF YET AGAIN.)
AR: Those two insects fell victim to their own hubris, as Mr. Kovalenko puts it.
(THE MMA FIGHTERS PIPES UP WITH HIS TYPICAL CLIPPED STACCATO OF UKRAINIAN, A PERMA-SNEER ON HIS FACE. ANYA NODS HER HEAD AND TRANSLATES.)
AR: He says that there are no more heroes in the TFWF, not anymore -- only men fighting for power. And at Autumn Annihilation? If Leander Apollo and Jason Proctor wish to continue this delusional charade of becoming these… these… beacons of hope? Both he and Mr. Rampage will snuff the both of them out.
(ANYA PAUSES, A TINY SMIRK CRAWLING ACROSS HER FACE.)
AR: Permanently.
(AND WITH THAT, THE SCOWLING KOVALENKO GESTURES WITH HIS HEAD TO ANYA THAT IT’S TIME TO GO, LEAVING BETH TO PONDER THE SERIOUSNESS AND GRAVITY OF VIKTOR’S DECLARATION.)
BM: Quite the threat from the tag team champions. And now, backstage with AC Thunder, Ozzy Finch. Ozzy?
(ACTION CHANGES BACKSTAGE.)
(THE CAMERA SHOOTS OVER TO OUTSIDE THE LOCKER ROOM, WHERE WE SEE AC THUNDER TO A SIZABLE POP FROM THE CROWD. OZZY NODS TOWARDS THE CAMERA AND BRINGS THE MICROPHONE UP TO HIS MOUTH AFTER GETTING HIS CUE.)
OF: Thanks, Beth. It’s your favorite TFWF journalist here with another fan favorite around the locker room, AC Thunder. Now, AC – tensions are high back here. Your thoughts on the events of tonight, so far?
AC: If you’d have told me a few years ago I’d be looking at a guy like Fallen Angel with nothing but the utmost respect and admiration, I’d have laughed in your face. But the more things change, the more things stay the same. Another group of power-hungry egomaniacs thinks they’re untouchable. The eternal problem with this business, ladies and gentlemen. But you know what? I’m sick of it. I’ve seen too many good companies fold and too many good people lose their jobs thanks to idiots like the ORC, and I’m glad someone from the old guard has got the balls to say and do what NEEDS to be said and done.
(HUGE POP FROM THE CROWD.)
AC: With guys like Angel still kicking around here, we’ve got a shot – a real, legitimate shot -- and tonight is further proof. In fact? Tonight marks a turning point… scratch that, THE turning point… where all the BS goes out the window.
(THUNDER POINTS AT THE DOOR TO THE LOCKER ROOM BEHIND HIM.)
AC: Everyone who comes through this door, here? They’re fighters. And we’re not gonna let the ORC impose their will on us -- not anymore. And even when they knock us down…
??: …we always find a way to get back up.
(THUNDER GRINS AS THE CAMERA PANS TO NONE OTHER THAN APB TO A BIG POP FROM THE CROWD. BOTH MEN CLAP HANDS AS BARTSCH IS STILL VISIBLY SHOWING SIGNS OF INJURY.)
AC: You alright, Allen?
APB: I’ve been better.
(THUNDER SMIRKS AS APB TURNS TO THE FINCH AND THE CAMERA.)
APB: And that’s what this business is about: getting back up. Hell, ask ME – I’ve been beaten, cheated, broken down, battered, hit with everything under the damn sun, and I’m STILL here. Now, why’s that? Because I love this business too much… I love these PEOPLE too much… and I’m not the most decorated of superstars here, I KNOW who I am. And that’s a fighter. A man who won’t sit back and watch the greatest company in the world burn to the ground – not while there are still good people like Angel around. Good men like AC, here, who’s sacrificed EVERYTHING for the opportunity to just walk through that curtain.
(THUNDER SMILES AS APB CONTINUES.)
APB: So this match coming up at Autumn Annihilation? No disqualification, with Georgie Nickles and Exile? It’s going to be intense.
AC: And not because it’ll be the ORC’s chance to put us out for good.
APB: But because it’ll be OUR chance to show that they CAN’T.
(ANOTHER HUGE POP FOR THESE TWO SUPERSTARS. FINCH LOOKS INCREDIBLY PLEASED, ALMOST INSPIRED BY THUNDER AND BARTSCH, AS BOTH MEN WALK OUT. THE GRIN ON FINCH’S FACE IS AS CLEAR AS DAY AS HE WATCHES THEM LEAVE, THE CAMERA FADING TO BLACK.)
(RINGSIDE.)
SC: Bartsch looks primed for his match Snoop...
SJ: Primed for the glue factory more like...
SC: WILL YOU STOP!
Kenny Freeman vs Darrius King
(BELL RINGS.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...
*'BLACK AND YELLOW' - WIZ KHALIFI PLAYS*
(BIG CROWD HEAT. GOLD AND YELLOW CONFETTI...TONS OF IT FALLS FROM THE CEILING AS GOLD AND BLACK FIREWORKS SHOOT UP FROM THE ENTRANCE RAMP. DARRIUS KING WALKS ONTO THE STAGE WITH HIS ARMS SPREAD WIDE. HE TAKES OFF HIS DESIGNER SHADES, LOOKS AT HIMSELF IN THE REFLECTION AND MAKES HIS WAY TOWARDS THE RING.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...weighing 254 pounds...Darrius King!!!
SC: Darrius King almost set for this collision course with Jack Hondo and a real chance to notch a feather in the cap tonight facing Kenny Freeman.
SJ: If Darrius loses to Kenny Freeman then the world will explode.
SC: Well he did beat Rick Rampage a few weeks back.
SJ: What?! When did this happen?
SC: A few weeks back...
SJ: I demand a recount!
JH: And his opponent...
*'LITTLE LESS CONVERSATION' - ELVIS PLAYS*
(NICE CROWD REACTION. KENNY FREEMAN EMERGES FROM THE BACK LOOKING HYPED UP AND READY FOR HIS MATCH. HE MAKES HIS WAY TO THE RING HIGH FIVING FANS AS HE GOES.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring from Los Angeles, California...weighing 215 pounds...Kenny "K-Free" Freeman!!!
SC: The Sultan of Social Networking!
SJ: DO NOT GIVE HIM ANY IDEAS!!!
FINISH...The fire which Freeman had a few weeks back seems a little dimmer this week and with King cutting it in the ring like he has on the microphone this one seems a very onesided contest. Freeman shows glimmers of stuff, but lacks the consistency to pull it through this week which allows Darrius King to take full advantage. After hitting Freeman with a slam, K-Free gets to his feet in a groggy fashion and King steadies himself deliving 'The Gamebreaker' and collecting the win.
Winner, via pinfall: Darrius King
Match Time: 9m22s
Match Rating: 3 Stars
King celebrates after the match, as he drops out the ring he spies a Hondo fan and takes their sign and stamps it on the floor spouting some 'King Knows...' in the process.
(ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.)
(A HIGHLIGHT VIDEO STARTS UP WITH FOOTAGE FROM THE TFWF TRAINING ACADEMY, WHERE YOUNG STARS ARE TRAINING TO EVENTUALLY BECOME TOP SUPERSTARS LIKE THE TFWF STARS. EACH LITTLE CLIP SHOWN SHOWS SOME OF THE YOUNG GUYS GETTING ADVICE AND TRAINING WITH NONE OTHER THAN JOSE RAMON. ANOTHER CLIP SHOWS KENNY FREEMAN AND JOSE RAMON TALKING ABOUT HOW RAMON’S LIGHT-HEAVYWEIGHT TRAINING GOT FREEMAN INTO TFWF. WITH THE CLIPS ENDING, OUR SCENE FADES INTO THE BACKSTAGE AREA WHERE OZZY FINCH STANDS WITH SEAN PANACHE, ALL SET FOR AN INTERVIEW.)
OF: Well Sean, you just saw those clips of Jose Ramon being one of the trainers down at TFWF Training Academy and how he’s getting guys like Kenny Freeman into the roster. Anything to say on that?
SP: So they have Jose Ramon as a trainer down there just because he’s Light Heavyweight Champion probably? Well, here’s a fact. HE’S A TERRIBLE CHAMPION. He’s a horrible role model for those up-comers and if they had someone like me, The Standard, was training down there? Well at least we would have plenty more talented wrestlers on the roster, unlike crap like Kenny Freeman.
(OZZY LOOKS TO ASK ANOTHER QUESTION, BUT NOT BEING DONE TALKING, PANACHE JUST TAKES THE MICROPHONE AND CONTINUES ON SPEAKING.)
SP: The only reason people like Kenny Freeman are making the roster is because Jose, like most of the roster, don’t want a challenge. They don’t want anyone that could possibly steal their precious spotlight. But the ORC here is to help that, people that are held back no longer have to worry as they are given A VOICE around here. And as for Jose’s Light-Heavyweight title? Well, when I win that belt, IT’S GOING RIGHT IN THE TRASH, and then I’m going to issue a new championship belt to signify the next generation of the TFWF star!
(PANACHE GLARES TO THE CAMERA AND WALKS OFF AS ACTION CHANGES TO THE BACKSTAGE AGAIN.)
(ACTION CHANGES BACKSTAGE.)
(OUR SCENE OPENS UP TO DRAGON DEMONICO LIMBERING UP IN THE BACKSTAGE AREA, WHICH CAUSES A POP FROM THE CROWD. BETH MCCAIN APPEARS ON SCENE AND HAS A MICROPHONE IN HAND. BETH APPROACHES DEMONICO AND TAPS HIM ON THE SHOULDER TO GET HIS ATTENTION.)
BM: Dragon, I just wanted to get your thoughts on what it feels like to be going against Phenom in the Intercontinental Championship match at Autumn Annihilation, what‘s the mind set going into the match?
DD: Beth, throughout my career I’ve gone through plenty of challenges so far, and now I have the ultimate chance to prove myself by hopefully becoming the TFWF Intercontinental Champion. I have all the respect in the world for Phenom after his title runs over the past year, and how he’s really stood up to anything ORC. But when it comes to the match at Annihilation? I’m not simply rolling over for him, I’m going to fight until there is nothing left in one of us.
BM: Last week, Dragon, you took on MDK and Rick Rampage alongside Jack Hondo, where Phenom got involved towards the end, looking for some ORC blood. It’d be fair to say that because of his involvement, it cost you the match. Was it hard to restrain yourself from attacking Phenom after those events last week?
(DEMONICO PAUSES FOR A SECOND, SEEMINGLY GOING THROUGH DEEP THOUGHTS IN THE BACK OF HIS HEAD. DEMONICO EVENTUALLY SPEAKS UP AGAIN.)
DD: I’ll do all the talking I have to do properly, in the ring at Autumn Annihilation versus Phenom.
(DRAGON NOW WALKS OFF BEFORE BETH CAN GET IN ANOTHER QUESTION, LEAVING HER STANDING THERE WITH A CONFUSED EXPRESSION.)
(RINGSIDE.)
SC: It's that sort of intensity which Dragon can use against Phenom Snoop...
SJ: Scoop...it's a match I couldn't care less about!
Charlie Scripps vs Michael Thunder
(BELL RINGS.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...
*'FELL INTO YOUR SHOES' - CHEVELLE PLAYS*
(NICE POP. KATE AND CHARLIE RUN ONTO THE STAGE WITH VARIOUS SAN DIEGO IMAGES ON THEIR TRON BEFORE THE FAMED SEA GULLS LOGO APPEARS. THEY RUN DOWN TO THE RING WITH THEIR HIGH OCTANE ENERGY.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Kate Horton...from LaJolla, California...weighing 192 pounds...Charlie Scripps!!!
SC: Kate Horton was in action earlier tonight and now it's Charlie's turn.
SJ: Yeah and that went well...NOT!
JH: And his opponent...
*'THUNDERSTRUCK' - AC/DC PLAYS*
(DECENT CROWD HEAT. THE CROWD CHANT 'THUNDER SUCKS' OVER THE ORIGINAL LYRICS AS THUNDER HIMSELF STEPS OUT FROM THE CURTAIN. HE LOOKS AROUND THE CROWD WITH A TURNED-UP LIP AND CONTEMPT OVER HIS FACE, BEFORE WALKING DOWN THE RAMP. HE STOPS, GRABBING THE T-SHIRT OF A BOOING FAN AND HE DRAGS THEM UP, ALMOST PULLING THEM OVER THE BARRIER AS HE SHOUTS THAT HE DESERVES RESPECT. THUNDER THEN HEADS TO THE RING, STILL LOOKING PISSED OFF WITH EVERY ONE OF THE FANS.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring from Detroit, Michigan...weighing 235 pounds...Michael Thunder!!!
SC: Thunder has made it very clear he will do anything he has to, to keep the ORC on top!
SJ: And that means stuffing a shitty bird tonight he will do so!
FINISH...Another fine performance from the other half of the Seagulls team sees Thunder taken a back by what is instore for him. The veteran is rocked as Scripps really brings it to the ring, but it's not enough to take down Thunder who powers his way back into the match. Scripps misses a chance for his finisher and Thunder then counters the move into a 'Fire In The Eyes' before wrapping up Charlie for the win.
Winner, via pinfall: Michael Thunder
Match Time: 8m32s
Match Rating: 4 Stars
Thunder eyes up the poster of the World title Main Event for Autumn Annihilation as we fade to commercial with a sick look on his face.
(T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM GOES TO COMMERCIALS.)
(T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM RETURNS FROM COMMERCIALS.)
Jose Ramon vs Jack Benevolence
(BELL RINGS.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...
*'COME WITH ME' - KASHMIR PLAYS*
(BIG CROWD HEAT. THE TRON VIDEO STARTS WITH THE WORDS "THE PROPHERCY", "THE ONCE AND FUTURE KING"...AND THEN THE NAME JACK BENEVOLENCE FLIES ACROSS WITH A MONTAGE OF HIS MOVES. RUSSELL WHITE LEADS HIM OUT ONTO THE STAGE AS HIS PYROS GO OFF AND HE MAKES HIS WAY TOWARDS THE RING.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Russell White...from Parkland, Washington...weighing 230 pounds...Jack Benevolence!!!
SC: Back from commercial break where Michael Thunder had just put down one half of the Seagulls and was starring intently at that poster Snoop...the poster featuring this man.
SJ: Imagine the classic of Benevolence, Thunder and MDK...eliminate Angel and there is an ACTUAL Main Event there!
JH: And his opponent...
*'HATE TO SAY I TOLD YOU SO' - THE HIVES PLAYS*
(DECENT CROWD POP. THE T.A.T. SPRINGS TO LIFE, SHOWING IMAGES OF THE SMIRKING FACE OF JOSE RAMON AS THE WORDS 'JEALOUS? YOU SHOULD BE' FLASH BY. RAMON STRUTS OUT, PAUSING ON THE RAMP TO GESTURE TO HIMSELF WITH DOUBLE THUMBS AS PYROS ERUPT FROM THE STAGE BEFORE HEADING TO THE RING.)
JH: Making his way to the ring, from Los Angeles, California...weighing 195 pounds...he is the T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Champion...The Epitome of Entertainment' Jose Ramon!!!
SC: No title on the line tonight as Benevolence doesn't classify in the weight division...
SJ: Yeah by like a pound...probably cause he has such a massive win dick!
SC: ...
FINISH...Mayhem continues to prove it's on a solid course of action this week. Ramon shows those flashes of brilliance we are accustomed to from him, but it lacks a certain something this week, and surely enough Benevolence is there to take advantage. Jose's off evening leads Benevolence into an opportunity to take full advantage of the situation and score the 'Jacks Hammer' and take a big momentum win on Mayhem.
Winner, via pinfalll: Jack Benevolence
Match Time: 9m35s
Match Rating: 3.5 Stars
Benevolence celebrates in the ring as Russell White hurries to the back.
(ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.)
(WE OPEN TO THE SHOT OF JUST INSIDE A LOCKER ROOM DOOR AS THE SOUND OF SHOUTING CAN BE HEARD ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF IT. ALL OF A SUDDEN SOMETHING CRASHES AGAINST THE DOOR, SENDING IT FLYING OPEN AS AN ENRAGED MICHAEL THUNDER STEPS IN, CLOSELY FOLLOWED BY MDK WHO APPEARS TO BE EQUALLY AS ANGERED. IN A FIT OF RAGE THUNDER UP-TURNS A TABLE, LOOKING WILD-EYED AS HE FALLS BACK ONTO THE BENCH, SHOUTING AGAIN.)
MT: Who does he think he is?! WHO THE FUCK DOES FALLEN ANGEL THINK HE FUCKING IS?! First that man spends his life doing everythin’ he can to make sure he’s the biggest corporate ass-kisser in the history of this sport… then he seems to think that the One Ring Circus isn’t suitable to wrestle for HIS championship like he has ANYTING to be proud of with that… and then low and behold he’s decided to get his own corner man… ASSHOLE.
(MDK NODS HIS HEAD, NOW LEANING ON ONE OF THE LOCKERS AS MICHAEL THUNDER BEGINS TO UNWRAP HIS WRISTS, DOING IT FORCEFULLY AS IF TO TRY AND VENT SOME OF HIS ANGER. FINALLY MDK TURNS, SHAKING HIS HEAD.)
MDK: That’s our Fallen Angel all over, Mike. You and I both know had you chosen to be in the TFWF back in the day, he’d be lucky to pack out an indy show if he offered free booze and a blowjob with each ticket. If I’d chosen to join the TFWF earlier he’d be sitting on maybe four or five of those World Championship reigns he likes to remind everyone of, not the magic ten.
MT: He’s runnin’ scared, brother. You saw out there, all he can do to strike some damn fear in our hearts is beat up that stupid, fat jackass whose career you carried for so long. Fallen Angel is runnin’ scared all right, and at Autumn Annihilation, Danny, you got that World Championship win down.
(THE VETERAN SMIRKS UP AT HIS LEADER AS MDK SMIRKS BACK, LOOKING PROUD OF THE SET-UP THE ONE RING CIRCUS HAVE MANAGED TO GAIN. HE PACES THE LOCKER ROOM, LOOKING DOWN TO THUNDER.)
MDK: Danny “MDK” Tenegra in the ring, Michael Thunder, the living legend, at ringside… Fallen Angel’s got a whole lot of problems on his plate… and if he thinks a crippled former wrestler shouting encouragement is the solution… then the fucknuckle’s VERY sorely mistaken!
(THE CROWD BOO THE ORC’S PLOTTING AS MDK AND THUNDER BOTH LOOKED PLEASED WITH THEMSELVES, HOWEVER AS THE CAMERA PANS AROUND RUSSELL WHITE CAN BE SEEN IN THE DOORWAY, HAVING JUST ARRIVED BACK FROM RINGSIDE. HE WATCHES BOTH MEMBERS OF THE ORC FOR A FEW SECONDS BEFORE HE STEPS INTO THE ROOM, ANNOUNCING HIS ARRIVAL TO THUNDER AND MDK.)
RW: Those were lovely sentiments, MDK, you’re going to have earned your silver medal when Autumn Annihilation comes around. That being said I’m afraid I’ve got bad news for both of you… see… Night Hawk and you, Michael, you’re not actual managers. As you said, one of you is a crippled, ex-wrestler… and the other is merely the one friend Fallen Angel hasn’t alienated yet.
(IMMEDIATELY THUNDER GOES FOR WHITE, BUT MDK HOLDS HIM BACK, SHAKING HIS HEAD AND THE LEGEND RETREATS SLIGHTLY. STILL STANDING, THUNDER STARES DOWN AT WHITE, ALMOST BECKONING HIM TO INSULT HIM ONE MORE TIME AS WHITE LAUGHS A LITTLE.)
RW: So while you two are doing excellent impersonations of Dick Dastardly…
(HE LOOKS AT MDK, THEN WITH A SMIRK, HE TURNS TO THUNDER.)
RW: … and Mutley…
(MDK HAS TO PRACTICALLY THROW THUNDER BACK FROM GOING MENTAL ON RUSSELL WHITE. YET AGAIN WHITE LAUGHS.)
RW: I’m going to the Championship Committee to make sure that neither you, Michael, nor Night Hawk is allowed anywhere NEAR that ring. I fear your hot-headedness as those trained for wrestling rather than managerial etiquettes will pose a safety threat to my client, and I’m sure the Committee will be persuaded to see things my way.
MT: That’s it; you’re askin’ to leave here in a body bag!
MDK: STOP IT. I’d happily knock his block off too, but that’s not gonna get us anywhere… you… White… get the fuck out of here before I forget to hold him back any longer.
RW: You can’t just be a corner-man over night, you know?
MDK: Yeah, but now I’d say it’s you and your “client” that are at a disadvantage… you’ve got former champions either side of you, whereas you couldn’t fight your way out of a wet paper back with a rocket launcher. Piss off.
(WHITE SHRUGS HIS SHOULDERS, POINTING TO HIS HEAD TO SEND THE MESSAGE THAT HE’S PLAYING THE TACTICAL GAME BEFORE HE LEAVES THE LOCKER ROOM, AND FINALLY MDK LETS THUNDER GO. THUNDER LOOKS BENT OUT OF SHAPE, FLASHING HIS LEADER A QUESTIONING GLANCE.)
MDK: We can argue back on anything that he goes to the Committee with, but if he turns up there with broken bones thanks to you? Well that just makes his argument even better. Believe me once I’m World Champion I’ll gladly let you rip his arm off for all I care, until then though, just relax. After all, everything’s… golden…
(THE LEADER OF THE ORC SMIRKS, NODDING HIS HEAD AS THUNDER FINALLY RELAXES, SHARING THE NEFARIOUS EXPRESSION AS THE SCENE FADES OUT…)(ACTION CHANGES BACKSTAGE.)
(WE CUT TO THE PARKING LOT WHERE WE SEE JOEY LUPINO STANDING LEANING AGAINST A WALL WITH A CIGARETTE HANGING FROM HIS MOUTH. THE CROWD IN THE ARENA CAN BE HEARD CHEERING FOR LUPINO. WE MOVE CLOSER TO LUPINO AS HE BLOWS A CLOUD OF SMOKE IN THE AIR BEFORE TURNING HIS ATTENTION TO US.)
JL: It’s been a fucking long week…a lot to think about, you know?
(LUPINO CHUCKLES TO HIMSELF AS HE DRAWS ON HIS CIGARETTE AGAIN. HE GENTLY RUBS HIS SCARED FACE FOR A MOMENT BEFORE SPEAKING AGAIN.)
JL: You ever get the feeling that no matter what you do you just can’t fucking win? The way my life is going right now I could fall into a barrel of tits and come out sucking my own thumb…
(LUPINO SMIRKS AS HE DRAWS ON HIS CIGARETTE AGAIN BEFORE TURNING HIS GAZE TO US.)
JL: Last week Johnny Frost stood in front of me and laid out a challenge. Me and Mosa in an I Quit match at AA12. What did I do? Did I accept the challenge? Did I get all excited because I was getting Mosa in another match? Did I fuck. I turned the fuck around, walked away without answering the son of a bitch. Then I tapped the fuck out on Torcher to a punk like the Masked Marvel. Like I said - it’s been a fucking long week…
(LUPINO SHAKES HIS HEAD AS WE MOVE AROUND IN FRONT OF HIM.)
JL: I’ve been running it over in my head. Hard Steel. The cage. Tapping out to Mosa. Then last week and tapping out to Masked Marvel. Fuck, go further back and I tapped out to Viktor Kovalenko too. Guess that’s my new gimmick. Fred fucking Astaire…
(LUPINO LOOKS DOWN AT THE GROUND FOR A MOMENT. HE FINISHES HIS CIGARETTE AND FLICKS IT AWAY INTO THE PARKING LOT. HE WATCHES IT BOUNCE AND SPARK BEFORE TURNING HIS ATTENTION BACK TO US.)
JL: Johnny Frost gave me a week to make the decision. Accept the I Quit match with Drake Mosa or go off into the sunset as the guy who got cut to fuck for nothing…as the guy who couldn’t get his revenge…as the guy who tapped out…
(NOW LUPINO SEEMS TO BE COMING TO A REALISATION. HE STANDS UP STRAIGHT. HIS EYES LOCKED ON US AND HIS VOICE CHARGED WITH EMOTION.)
JL: FUCK THAT!
(LUPINO MOVES TOWARDS US AND GRABS EITHER SIDE OF THE CAMERA. HE PULLS IT CLOSE TO HIS SCARRED AND CUT FACE.)
JL: Sitting in the car park crying like a bitch? FUCK THAT!
(LUPINO SHOVES THE CAMERA BACKWARDS AND LET’S OUT A PRIMORDIAL ROAR BEFORE TURNING BACK TO US.)
JL: Drake Mosa. You haven’t broken me yet mother fucker. You’re not even close. Cause I’m Joey Lupino and I don’t fucking break. I get knocked down and you know what I do? I get the fuck back up and I keep fighting. Cause Mosa, I’ve got something worth fighting for. I’m not done with you yet. You haven’t even paid back 10 percent of what you did to Marci and to me. You want this I Quit match? You think you can break me? You want to go back to hell with me? You fucking got it!
(THE CROWD IN THE ARENA CAN BE HEARD CHEERING THEIR APPROVAL AND LUPINO HEARS IT TOO. HE LOOKS DIRECTLY INTO THE CAMERA FILMING HIM.)
JL: Yeah that’s right people. Joey Lupino might’ve been knocked down. I might’ve been made to look like a fucking bitch these past few months. But I’m still fucking standing and Drake Mosa – I’m not done with you by a long shot. You think you’re going to make me say I Quit? You think I’m EVER going to give up to you again? If you do you’re even crazier and dumber than I thought. I told you. THIS IS OVER WHEN I SAY ITS OVER! I’m never tapping out to you again Mosa. Or anyone else. I’d rather fucking die than do that. So be ready mother fucker cause I’m coming to AA12 to beat you down, fuck you up and make you say I Quit. And when you do. When I FINALLY put you down then this will be over.
(THE CROWD ROAR AS A ULTRA FIRED UP LUPINO STARES DOWN THE CAMERA FOR A MOMENT OR TWO BEFORE THE ACTION CUTS AWAY.)(RINGSIDE.)
SC: Good God, you can just feel the intensity oozing out of Joey Lupino, Snoop.
SJ: Looked like 5 day old pizza sauce to me...
SC: WILL YOU STOP!
NON TITLE
Phenom vs Georgie Nickles
(BELL RINGS.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...
*'BURN' - PAPA ROACH PLAYS*
(MASSIVE HEEL HEAT. THE ORC/NICKLES TRON VIDEO BURSTS TO LIFE. GEORGIE STEPS ONTO THE RAMP WITH PURPOSE. THROWS A ORC SIGNAL WITH HER HANDS IN THE AIR AND MAKES HER WAY TOWARDS THE RING LOOKING EVER THE DEVIL AS SHE DOES.)
JH: Making her way towards the ring from Chicago, Illinois...weighing 137 pounds...The Original Rebel Child...Georgie Nickles!!!
SC: Nickles has watched wins for Thunder and Rampage tonight...she looks to make it three for three for The Circus.
SJ: This woman is the reason why women's wrestling has been so dominant in its rise.
JH: And her opponent...
*’BODIES’ – DROWNING POOL PLAYS*
(VENUE SHAKING FACE POP. PHENOM EMERGES FROM THE BACK AS IMAGES OF STREET BRAWLS AND RIOTS ARE SHOWN ON THE T.A.T..)
JH: Making his way towards the ring, from New York City, New York…weighing 298 pounds…he is the T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Champion...Phenom!!!
SC: THE NEW YORK NIGHTMARE TAKES NO PRISONERS HERE TONIGHT!
SJ: Baldy is about to get a rude awakening!
FINISH...A real cracker of a Main Event in this one as the action see saws back and forth. Nickles looks like she might have it in the bag and then Phenom does the same. Countering each others finishers on seperate occassions this match needs a deal breaker and it comes in the form of AC Thunder who decides to walk out on the ramp. The distraction of Nickles backfires on him because it's Phenom who seems distracted wondering what the hell Thunder is going to do, as the referee tries to tell AC to go to the back, Georgie grabs the IC title and clocks Phenom with it. She then hits a rolling splash off the top rope and collects the three count in a massive win.
Winner, via pinfall: Georgie Nickles
Match Time: 13m44s
Match Rating: 4.5 Stars
Georgie flips AC Thunder the bird as she rolls out the ring and looks pleased with herself as AC seems to regret coming out at all. Phenom slowly gets to his feet in the ring as Thunder comes down and tries to apologise to him. Phenom grabs him around the throat and hits the 'Final Destination'. Once more...the lone ranger of the T.F.W.F. seems unimpressed on those meddling in his plans.
(END SHOW.)