DATE: 31st January 2010
Monday Mayhem - from Chapel Hill, North Carolina -Dean Smith Center
*’ALIVE – POD PLAYS*
[FLASHBACK: HIGHLIGHTS OF LAST WEEK WHICH SAW THE EIGHT ANNOUNCED FOR THE KOTDM CARD, FURTHER MATCHES BOOKED FOR THE EVENT INCLUDING A TRIPLE THREAT MATCH FOR THE WORLD TITLE.]
(THE PYROS EXPLODE ALL AROUND THE FORD CENTRE. THE CAMERAS FLY AROUND THE ARENA PICKING UP SUCH SIGNS AS ‘ONE RING = AHOLE RING ’, ‘MARVEL IS CANADIAN ’ AND ‘RIP RON SANTO ’ 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 back in the USA and coming to you live from the sold out Dean Smith Centre in beautiful Chapel Hill, North Carolina! This is the final Monday Night Mayhem before our first Pay Per View Event of 2011, Night of the Revolution 11 and of course when it’s NOR time that means only one thing, the King of the Deathmatch tournament!! I’m Scoop Cuthbertson and joining me as always is my broadcast colleague Snoop Jones.
SJ: It’s good to be back in the US Scoop, where people appreciate my announcing greatness and I get the respect I deserve.
SC: So those fans throwing eggs at you in your rental car as you arrived were showing you respect?
SJ: I think they just knew I’m a big fan of omelettes and we’re trying to help me out.
SC: Judging by your gut I’d say you’re on about 3 omelettes a day!
SJ: How dare you! Yes, I’m still carrying a bit of extra holiday weight, but I’m still the premier announcing athlete in all of professional wrestling!
SC: Give me a break Snoop, you haven’t had any exercise since Grade School!
SJ: Look, just run down the card smart guy.
SC: (chuckles) Well folks as I mentioned earlier this is the final Monday Night Mayhem before NOR 11 and we’ve got another blockbuster show for you tonight. In our main event ‘The Cobra’ Aaron Roberts takes on one of the men who will battle for the World Heavyweight Title at NOR the one and only Joel Bryant!!
SJ: Ah Joel Bryant. The guy who lost at Ice Storm yet somehow gets a World Title shot. The same Joel Bryant who got pinned by Viktor Kovalenko in the main event last week. I think the Cobra is going to strike and make it 0-3 for Mr Bryant!
SC: You know Bryant was screwed over by MDK at Ice Storm and deserves his chance at the World Title at NOR. He’s going to come out all guns blazing tonight against Roberts because he’s got a message to send to MDK and the World Champion Phenom.
SJ: Whatever. Bryant is all hype and Roberts is going to prove tonight that Bryant just doesn’t belong in the World Title match against such great stars as MDK and Phenom.
SC: Well folks we’ve also got a very interesting non-title singles match as the DWIWF North American Champion Ash Wilson of the One Ring Circus takes on former World Champion, Scorpio.
SJ: We’ve all seen how Wilson has systematically taken Jose Ramon apart. She is the highflyer killer and tonight she’s going to kill Scorpio.
SC: Wilson is talented and her attacks on Jose Ramon’s knee have really paid off in recent weeks but tonight she’s in there with a motivated and fired up Scorpio. It should be an absolute classic.
SJ: I hope she rips Scorpio’s leg out the socket and beats him over the head with the bloody end.
SC: Ugh, what a lovely image! There is gold on the line tonight as Jack Benevolence defends his TFWF Hardcore Title against one of the hottest upcoming young stars in all of professional wrestling Dragon Demonico!
SJ: Now this is going to be my personal highlight of the night; getting to see Jack Benevolence beat the holy hell out of that little punk Demonico and he can use any weapons he wants!
SC: I wouldn’t doubt the will or the heart of Demonico here tonight Snoop, I think Benevolence could be in for one hell of a fight!
SJ: Demonico is a dead man walking and once Benevolence is finished with him tonight, he’s not going to such a hot prospect, that’s for damn sure!
SC: We’ve also got a true battle of power versus speed as Rick Rampage of the ORC takes on Jose Ramon in singles action.
SJ: One of the biggest, baddest and strongest guys on the roster, against hop along retard. Wow. Say goodbye to Jose Ramon folks. He can hardly walk as it is, just wait until Rampage is finished with him.
SC: I’ve got to admit, I’m concerned about Jose tonight. You just know the ORC have a strategy planned to soften up that already injured knee.
SJ: Rampage will put the finishing touches to all the good work Ash Wilson has done in recent months. Time for Jose to find a new career. If he wants, I know someone who needs some egg cleaned off their windscreen!
SC: Will you stop?! Folks, our opening match of the night is a huge six man tag team match as APB and Old School Style take on the unusual combination of Jack Hondo, Deka Zukito and Masked Marvel.
SJ: Now there’s six guys who could only be professional wrestlers! APB and OSS will be looking for some momentum heading into their Tag Team Title match at NOR and what better way to get ready for that than to beat Hondo and one of the teams they are going to face for the Tag Titles at NOR?
SC: So there you have it folks, it’s the final Monday Night Mayhem before Night of the Revolution 11 and we are in for one hell of a show, so let’s go to the ring for….
*'LA REJOUISSANCE' - HANDEL PLAYS*
(FACE MELTING CROWD HEAT! THE ARENA ERUPTS WITH INTENSE BOOING AS THE EARL OF CLEVELAND WALKS OUT ONTO THE STAGE. HE GIVES THE CROWD A REGAL WAVE BEFORE MAKING HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP AND TOWARDS THE RING.)
SC: Here comes the man who holds all the power in the TFWF but he doesn’t look like a man with the world in the palm of his hand.
SJ: What are you talking about? Look at that confident walk and the smirk on his face. That is a man in control.
(THE EARL IS IN THE RING WITH A MIC IN HAND AND HE HAS TO WAIT FOR A FEW MOMENTS FOR THE CROWD HEAT TO DIE DOWN ENOUGH FOR HIM TO BE HEARD.)
EOC: Thank you, thank you, you’re all too kind.
(THE CROWD BOO EVEN LOUDER AS THE EARL SMIRKS BEFORE CONTINUING.)
EOC: I would just like to take this moment to let you all know that I have just come from a meeting with my attorneys where I have instructed them to pursue every legal avenue available to them to ensure that Joel Bryant is not part of the World Title match at NOR 11.
(HUGE CROWD HEAT. THE EARL LOOKS ANNOYED AS A LOUD AND SUSTAINED ‘BRYANT’ CHANT RINGS OUT AROUND THE ARENA.)
EOC: You morons can chant his name all you want. The fact remains that MDK is the official number one contender. He won the match at Ice Storm and Joel Bryant should be at the back of the line. Just because that big ape Phenom says he’s in the match doesn’t make it so. I will do everything I can to ensure MDK is the only man challenging Phenom at NOR 11.
(MORE HUGE CROWD HEAT.)
EOC: However, if the legal remedies open to me do not work out and Bryant remains a part of this match I can guarantee that MDK will put Bryant out of the TFWF forever!
(THE CROWD RESPOND WITH MORE INTENSE CROWD HEAT AS THE EARL NODS HIS HEAD CONFIDENTLY.)
EOC: Joel Bryant wants to be a thorn in the side of the ORC? He’s going to find out first hand that The Earl of Cleveland is not someone who will be intimidated. I am stepping out of the shadow of my half brother the Management and I am going to prove to the world that I am the greatest CEO this company has ever seen!!
(MORE HUGE CROWD HEAT.)
EOC: Phenom and Bryant think they can ruin my plans but they are wrong. They are wrong because I have by my side the most dominant, destructive and down right dangerous group of wrestlers this sport has ever seen. Ladies and gentlemen, with their state of the TFWF address, I give to you The One Ring Circus…
*'WAKE UP' - RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE PLAYS*
(MONSTER CROWD HEAT. THE FANS IN THE ARENA ARE BOOING THE HOUSE DOWN AS THE ORC, LEAD BY MDK, EMERGE CONFIDENTLY FROM THE BACK. THEY LINE UP ALONG THE STAGE AND RAISE THE ARMS IN TRIUMPH TO EVEN MORE CROWD HEAT BEFORE MAKING THEIR WAY DOWN THE RAMP.)
SC: Here comes the group who have shaken the TFWF to its core in recent months. They have aligned themselves with The Earl and taken Fallen Angel out of the TFWF. Is there any more intimidating force in wrestling today than The One Ring Circus?
SJ: Simply put, no! Look at them, the perfect blend of power, speed, youth and experience. This is a group with the potential to be even more dominant and successful than even the Career Killers!
(THE ONE RING CIRCUS ARE NOW IN THE RING AND THEY SHAKE HANDS WITH THE EARL WHO LOOKS LIKE A CAT WHO GOT THE CREAM. THE CROWD CONTINUE TO BOO AS THE EARL HANDS ASH WILSON A MIC. SHE STANDS IN FRONT OF THE ORC WITH A CONFIDENT SMIRK ON HER FACE AS THE CROWD CONTINUE TO BOO.)
AW: What stands before you today is wrestling perfection. There has never been a group of wrestlers with more skill, more talent and more ruthless efficiency than the ORC. We have taken out Fallen Angel. We left that old son of a bitch in a pool of his own blood. We killed the Career Killer and there was nothing that JC McDonald, Joel Bryant, Jack Hondo or anyone else could do about it. We’re the best in the world and we’re taking this company over and we take our next step at Night of the Revolution 11.
(THE CROWD HEAT IS HUGE AS WILSON TURNS TO HER ORC TEAM MATES WHO ALL LAUGH AND NOD IN AGREEMENT.)
AW: At NOR 11 I am going to do something even the so called World Champion Phenom couldn’t do. I’m going to put Jose Ramon out of professional wrestling forever. His knee is hanging on by a thread and when I get my hands on him at NOR 11, I’m going to make sure that he never walks again, let alone wrestles. Third time is a charm Ramon and at NOR 11 I’m putting you on the shelf next to Fallen Angel and Jonnah Street. Your career is OVER at NOR 11 and I’m going to enjoy every single minute of it!
(THE CROWD BOO LOUDLY AGAIN AS WILSON SMIRKS AND HANDS THE MIC TO DOMINGO CRUZ.)
DC: People keep telling me that Joey Lupino is a bad ass. That he’s some kind of big deal. You ask me, he’s just another over paid, over pushed, old son of a bitch who needs to step aside for the next generation.
(THIS STATEMENT BRINGS SOME BIG CROWD HEAT AS CRUZ LOOKS CONFIDENT.)
DC: Last week Lupino told me to step up to the big leagues at NOR 11 and face him for the European Title. Well Lupino, I’m not the kind of guy who needs to be asked twice. At NOR I’m coming for The Lone Wolf and I’m taking your European Title. You thought Thunder put you through hell? Just wait until I get my hands on your greasy neck at NOR 11. This is my time to shine. This is my moment to make my name and I’m doing it by beating you into the ground. The clock is ticking Lupino and this younger, faster, smarter next generation superstar is coming for you!
(THE CROWD CONTINUE TO BOO AS WILSON PATS CRUZ ON THE BACK AND THE TWO SHARE A LAUGH AS CRUZ HANDS THE MIC TO RICK RAMPAGE. THE BIG MAN AND HIS TAG PARTNER LEGION STEP FORWARD AND HOLD THE WORLD TAG TEAM TITLE BELTS UP FOR ALL TO SEE.)
RR: You see these Titles? This means we are the greatest tag team in professional wrestling today. These Titles mean when we step into the ring, people get hurt. We’re the perfect combination of power and technical skill. I’ll break your bones and Legion here will snap your ligaments. We are the engine room of the ORC and we are coming to NOR to prove our dominance over the tag team division. Old School Style. Deka and Marvel. You four are going to find out first hand that when it comes to tag team wrestling, no one does it better than us. We’re the Tag Team Champions for a reason and at NOR 11 we’re making a statement that will be remembered for generations.
(THE CROWD HEAT IS HUGE AS RAMPAGE LOOKS ALL FIRED UP AND LEGION JUST NODS SILENTLY IN AGREEMENT. RAMPAGE HANDS THE MIC TO MDK AS THE CROWD HEAT IN THE ARENA INCREASES EVEN MORE.)
MDK: I’m going to keep this short and sweet because if I have to look at your ugly faces for much longer I’m going to throw up!
(MASSIVE CROWD HEAT.)
MDK: I don’t care if it’s Phenom or Bryant. At NOR 11 I will fulfil my destiny. At NOR 11 I am bringing the biggest prize in professional wrestling to the One Ring Circus. At NOR 11 I will become TFWF Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion…and then? Then the fun really begins.
(THE CROWD HAVE HAD JUST ABOUT ENOUGH OF THE ORC AND ARE NEAR RIOT POINT AT MDK HANDS THE MIC TO THE EARL FOR THE FINAL TIME TONIGHT.)
EOC: There you have it. A statement of intent but more than that. A guarantee that at NOR 11 the ORC will continue our reign of dominance over the TFWF. How apt that at the event called Night of the Revolution the ORC will continue tour own revolution. We will solidify our revolution and end the night with all the gold and all the power. You have two options people; side with us, or be crushed by us but one way or another the ORC will reign supreme!
(THE CROWD HEAT IS NOW AT NUCLEAR LEVELS AS THE ORC’S MUSIC HITS AGAIN AND THE SUPER POWER STAND TALL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING. THEY RAISE THEIR ARMS IN TRIUMPH ONCE AGAIN AS GARBAGE IS THROWN FROM THE CROWD MUCH TO THE AMUSEMENT OF THE ORC WHO LOOK SUPREMELY CONFIDENT AND POWERFUL HEADING INTO NIGHT OF THE REVOLUTION 11.)
SJ: Let there be no doubt Scoop, you’re looking at the most dominant force in pro wrestling today. The Earl has assembled a group that is going to rule over this company for a long, long time.
SC: I know and it makes me sick to my stomach. Night of the Revolution 11 is going to be a watershed night for the TFWF. If the ORC get any more gold and any more power, I just can’t see who can stop them.
SJ: It’s time to get on board with the ORC Scoop. You heard The Earl. Get on side or get crushed. I know where I stand!
SC: Of course you know where you stand. It’s where you always stand, right behind whoever is in power! Folks, the ORC are starting to make their way backstage so let’s take a look at the Night of the Revolution 11 card before our first match of the night.
[HYPE VIDEO: NIGHT OF THE REVOLUTION HYPE VIDEO.]
APB/Old School Style vs Jack Hondo/Deka Zukito/Masked Marvel
(BELL RINGS.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...
*'COME TO LIFE' - ALTERBRIDGE PLAYS*
(MIXED REACTION FROM THOSE IN ATTENDANCE. APB WALKS ONTO THE STAGE WITH OLD SCHOOL STYLE.)
JH: Making their way towards the ring at a total combined weight of 709 pounds...the team of Old School Style and APB!!!
SC: Bartsch and his boys have got a road carved out for Night of the Revolution 11, Snoop...
SJ: Carved out indeed, but will it lead to gold?
JH: And their opponents...
Suddenly before anyone can react the T.A.T. comes to life to show Deka Zukito been carted off by EMTs. The crowd look in shock as The Masked Marvel stands nearby shaking his head with some of the most unconcerned looks in acting history.
MM: It appears to me that Old School Style have jumped my partner Deka Zukito taking him out of action! The cads!
The crowd boo the obvious 'Marvel Interpretation of Events'...
MM: So for right now, I am forced to be on the look out for a new tag team partner...but myself...and Jack Hondo...will compete right now in a 3 on 2 handicap match!
SC: You know this whole thing with Zukito going down injured sounds awful fishy to me.
SJ: Marvel said as much...hell he was calling people cads. Cads Scoop! The worst of the worst in over used 'c' words in the United Kingdom.
SC: Well in the time of us talking a very confused looking Jack Hondo has come out to the ring and has been joined by the Masked Marvel for this...handicap match?
FINISH...The change in action doesn't play into the hands of the OSS as potentially expected and seems to throw them off their game a little bit. In fact, Hondo and Marvel are on good form this week and with the OSS and APB not really bringing it, it meant a rather unexpected victory based on the numbers game comes into play. As the match gets into full swing, Hondo and Bartsch spill their simmering rivalry to the outside and begin battling up the ramp leaving Marvel in the ring against the OSS. All of a sudden an absolute beast of a man comes down to the ringside area.
SC: Who the hell is that?!?
The monster pulls Moss off the apron and slams him with an emerald fusion. Jordan is in shock in the ring and Marvel uses it to his advantage to slap on 'The Marvel Lock' until Jordan taps out.
Winners, via submission: Masked Marvel & Jack Hondo
Match Time: 7m49s
Match Rating: 3 Stars
As Marvel celebrates after the match he extends a hand to the unknown monster who shakes it...seemingly...a new partnership has been formed.
(ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.)
(THE ACTIONS GOES BACKSTAGE WHERE WE SEE JOEL BRYANT STANDING BY WITH MAHONEY MCMILLAN, MUCH TO THE DELIGHT OF THE TFWF AUDIENCE IN ATTENDANCE. THE FORMER "CRAZYMAN" IS LOOKING MORE INTENSE THAN USUAL AS MAHONEY READIES THE MICROPHONE FOR HIM.)
MM: Mahoney McMillan here with none other than Joel Bryant, and Joel -- just wanted to get a few words from you about last week's loss, and whether or not that's going to be a factor in tonight's match when you go one-on-one with Aaron Roberts?
JB: Mac, it's like this: you been around as long as I have, faced the opponents I have -- one thing's for sure, and that's eventually, you're gonna lose. It happens to the best, and that's just how the game goes. Now, getting dumped on my head last week wasn't exactly how I saw the match ending, but believe me, it ain't gonna happen again -- ESPECIALLY to that snake, Viktor Kovalenko.
(BIG HEAT FROM THE CROWD AS JOEL TAKES A BEAT.)
JB: You know what, Mac? I've faced the best in the world and have made them all tap; every single one of them. But Kovalenko is the only guy who just doesn't seem to get the message. He's the only idiot who doesn't get that I've broken the spirits of fighters from all across the globe -- his included -- and it STILL kills him. So last week? He caught me, sure, and I can admit that. But one on one? I've got his number. I've ALWAYS had his number.
MM: And as for Roberts tonight?
JB: Roberts is a hell of a competitor, everyone knows that. But I'm on a mission right now, Mac -- my own personal path to that undisputed World Heavyweight champion. And no one... NO ONE... not a "war hound," not a "cobra," and certainly not some worm like the Earl of Cleveland. He wants to try and force me out of the main event for "Night of the Revolution?" It ain't gonna happen. Not while I'm still here. Not while I'm still breathing.
(BIG POP FROM THE CROWD, WHEN SUDDENLY WE HEAR A VOICE FROM OFF SCREEN.)
??: I can change that...
(THE CAMERA PANS OVER, AND STANDING THERE IS THE MASSIVE "NEW YORK NIGHTMARE" AND CURRENT WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, HIMSELF -- PHENOM!)
JB: What do you want?
PH: From you? Pfft, nothing. But I guess you think you're a pretty tough guy, huh, Bryant?
JB: Tough enough to take that belt away from you, yeah.
PH: That so?
(JOEL NODS, HIS EYES FIXED INTENTLY ON PHENOM, WHO CAN ONLY SMIRK.)
PH: Well, you're welcome to try -- because all those "spirits" you've "broken?" I've been doing that for a whole damn decade. And while you just might be the TFWF's "next big thing?" Just remember that to get to greatness, you gotta get through ME. And believe me when I say... that I ain't willing to move just yet.
(PHENOM PUTS ON A SNEER AND STALKS FORWARD, LOOKING DOWN HIS NOSE AT BRYANT.)
PH: See you at that pay-per-view, tough guy.
(HE THEN SMILES DEVILISHLY.)
PH: If you even make it there, that is.
(AND WITH THAT, THE BEAMING CHAMPION WALKS OFF AS A VISIBLY-HEATED BRYANT CONTINUES STARING DAGGERS AT THE BIG MAN.)
(ACTION CHANGES BACKSTAGE.)
(WE THEN CUT AWAY TO OZZY FINCH IN ONE OF THE CORRIDORS IN THE BACK, FOLLOWING TFWF UPSTART AND FUTURE FRANCHISE PLAYER -- DRAGON DEMONICO. THE CROWD POPS MODERATELY FOR THE YOUNG MAN, AS FINCH CONTINUES WALKING AFTER THE ENIGMATIC DEMONICO.)
OF: Dragon, you got a second?
DD: Sure, Ozzy. What's up?
OF: Four words, kid -- 'King of the Deathmatch.' You ready for it?
(DRAGON NODS TO HIMSELF, THINKING OVER WHAT HE'S GOING TO SAY AS FINCH HOLDS UP THE MICROPHONE FOR HIM.)
DD: Am I ready? Yeah, and honestly, I think you have to be. There's a whole group of guys who are gonna be putting their bodies on the line, ready to bleed, and willing to risk early retirement just to win this thing. I mean, just look in the history books and you'll see what tournament leads to. You got your Tiger Youngs, your Fallen Angels, your Tremeres -- guys who won this tournament and went on to greatness. But me? I'm just here to make my mark and see this competition through. The other guys in it are good, damn good. But all that's gonna do is just force me to get better -- that much, I know.
(WE CAN SEE FINCH SMILING AT DRAGON'S HUMILITY AS THEY TURN THE CORNER, ONLY TO SEE JACK BENEVOLENCE LEANING AGAINST THE WALL AND MOCKING DEMONICO WITH A SLOW CLAP.)
JB: Christ, newbie -- I think I got diabetes from that speech, it was so sweet.
(BENEVOLENCE SUDDENLY GETS QUITE SERIOUS AS HE STRAIGHTENS UP.)
JB: But take this to the bank, Daffy Duck, or whatever the hell your name is: you and me, tonight? It's just gonna be a small preview of what to expect come "King of the Deathmatch." 'Cause when you're out there with the 'Once and Future King?' You're not gonna be able to fake this 'humble' act. Jack freakin' Benevolence is gonna MAKE you humble, you get me?
(DEMONICO NARROWS HIS EYES AT THE COCKY BENEVOLENCE.)
DD: Yeah. I get you.
JB: Good! So, why don't you go ahead, be a good boy, and get lost, will you? You're breathing my air.
(BENEVOLENCE SNICKERS TO HIMSELF WHEN WE THEN SEE MICHAEL THUNDER COME INTO VIEW FROM BEHIND FINCH AND DEMONICO. THE WILY VETERAN LOOKS QUITE SKEPTICAL OF JACK'S CONFIDENCE AS THE CROW D POPS AT HIS APPEARANCE.)
MT: Benevolence, you wanna try talking like that to someone old enough not to take your shit?
JB: Jesus, will you chill, old man? I'm just joking with the little twerp. Ain't that right, Dinky?
(DRAGON GOES TO STEP UP TO BENEVOLENCE, BUT THUNDER WISELY SHOOTS OUT AN ARM AND STOPS DEMONICO COLD IN HIS TRACKS.)
MT: Listen, Jack -- morons like you are the reason I'm still in this business, so if ANYONE'S winning this tournament? It sure as hell ain't gonna be you. I promise you that.
(BIG POP FROM THE CROWD IN ATTENDANCE AS BENEVOLENCE QUICKLY HIDES A LOOK OF FEAR WITH A COCKY GRIN.)
JB: Well, would you look at the balls on this guy, Finch? Geez, way he's talking, you'd think Joey Lupino showed up around here with a match or someth--
(--AND THAT'S ALL THUNDER NEEDS TO HEAR BEFOE SLAPPING BENEVOLENCE RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE! JACK INSTANTLY LASHES BACK OUT WHILE THUNDER'S LOOKING QUITE POISED TO RIP BENEVOLENCE'S HEAD OFF! EVEN DEMONICO IS STARTING TO GET INTO THE SCUFFLE AS SECURITY RUSHES IN TO SEPARATE THE THREE MEN IN THIS CHAOS! FADE OUT.)
(RINGSIDE.)
SC: More chaos backstage over the World title and this KOTDM tournament Snoop...Benevolence...Demonico...Thunder...all up in it. We have also been told that exclusive to facebook.com T.F.W.F.'s page tonight...will be the brackets for the tournament...
SJ: Well that is all dandy...but exclusive to the same page will be news from the Masked Marvel himself about his new tag team partner for NOR 11...
SC: How do you know this?
SJ: Cause, unlike you...who probably hangs out with Plastic Man...I am in with true super heroes....
Rick Rampage vs Jose Ramon
(BELL RINGS.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...
*'BURN' - THREE DAYS GRACE PLAYS*
(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: Rampage an absolute beast and the reason in many people's minds that the ORC has those tag titles.
SJ: Well, he and Legion compliment each other very well and it is going to be a hell of a triple threat match for the gold at the PPV.
JH: And his opponent...
*'HATE TO SAY I TOLD YOU SO' - THE HIVES PLAYS*
(BIG 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 lbs...'The Epitome of Entertainment' Jose Ramon!!!
SC: That looks like a man who is painfully strutting if I do say so.
SJ: That knee is no secret Scoop and Ash Wilson is going to finish it once and for all.
FINISH...Great little match between a high flier...who cant fly and the dominant big man in Rampage. No doubt that Rampage has a mission in mind which involves just breaking down Ramon's knee in an attempt to teach the wrestler a lesson. Ramon fights back, but a missed lariat by him sees him pull up sharp. Rampage seizes the opportunity and slams him with the 'Heavenly Descent'. Ramon is in no position to react and Rampage with an evil grin on his face makes the cover.
Winner, via pinfall: Rick Rampage
Match Time: 8m03s
Match Rating: 3 Stars
After the match Rampage picks Ramon back up and looks to call Ash Wilson down the ring, but Ramon from nowhere puts a move of balance on the bad knee and hits Rampage who has his back to him with the 'Take 5' to the cheers of the crowd. Ramon immediately drops to the mat as Wilson pauses in her tracks on the ramp. With a grimmace on his face, Ramon looks at her and makes a cut throat gesture across his throat to the delight of the cheering crowd.
(ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.)
(THE CROWD CHEER LOUDLY AS SCORPIO IS SHOWN WALKING BACKSTAGE WITH A TFWF STAFF MEMBER NEXT TO HIM HOLDING A DOCUMENT ENTITLED 'T-SHIRT DESIGNS'. SCORPIO IS LOOKING OVER THEM AS HE SMILES TO THE STAFF MEMBER.)
S: Now that one is gorgeous, utterly beautiful... think it'll go nicely with the Light Heavyweight Title over the shoulder too?
SM: Definitely!
S: Perfect! We'll go for that one then... fancy a low-fat, detox, yoghurt smoothie to celebrate?
SM: Do I? Of course I d-- OH MY GOD!!!
(BEFORE THE STAFF MEMBER CAN FINISH SHANE ANDERSON RUNS OUT FROM THE CORRIDOR, DRIVING HIMSELF STRAIGHT INTO SCORPIO WITH A SHOULDER BLOCK THAT SENDS THE S-FACTOR BACK HARD INTO THE WALL. SCORPIO CLUTCHES HIS GUT, COUGHING AS ANDERSON SNEERS AND GRABS AT SCORPIO'S HAIR, DRAGGING HIM BY IT BEFORE HE SPINS HIM AROUND AND BACK INTO THE WALL. SCORPIO FALLS TO HIS KNEES, SLUMPED AGAINST THE WALL AS ANDERSON SHOUTS OUT, DRIVING A BOOT INTO SCORPIO'S FACE AND DRIVING HIM AGAINST THE WALL. SCORPIO DROPS TO THE FLOOR AS SHANE ANDERSON STANDS OVER HIM...)
SA: I said I was the most dominant Light Heavyweight Champion, and now I'm proving it, you little metro freak.
(HE TAKES A FEW PACES BACK, DRIVING HIS BOOT INTO SCORPIO'S GUT AS THE S-FACTOR CRIES OUT IN PAIN. SHANE DRAGS SCORPIO UP BEFORE HE DRAGS HIS NIGHT OF THE REVOLUTION OPPONENT ACROSS THE HALLWAY AND IRISH WHIPS HIM INTO A LARGE AMOUNT OF RECORDING EQUIPMENT, SENDING SCORPIO CRASHING INTO IT ALL. A FEW OF THE BACKSTAGE STAFF MEMBERS GASP AT THE WRECKAGE AS SCORPIO'S LAID OUT, AND ANDERSON PLACES A BOOT ON THE BACK OF THE S-FACTOR'S HEAD, CROUCHING DOWN CLOSE TO HIS HEAD.)
SA: YOU broke Desert Sex up, it's YOUR fault... and you'll be thinking twice before you try and blame me again.
(INSTANTLY SHANE DROPS DOWN, GRABBING SCORPIO'S ARM AND HEAD, WRAPPING HIM IN THE CONFESSION!!! ANDERSON WRENCHES BACK ON SCORPIO AS THE S-FACTOR AT FIRST FRANTICALLY TAPS, BEFORE SLOWLY HIS TAPPING GETS MORE AND MORE WEAK BEFORE HE EVENTUALLY FALLS LIMP. SHANE MOVES HIS HAND AROUND SCORPIO'S THROAT TO THE S-FACTOR'S HAIR, PULLING BACK ON IT WITH MENACE BEFORE HE RELEASES THE ARM AND PLAIN OLD BOOTS SCORPIO'S FACE.)
SA: See you at Night of the Revolution, 'pretty boy'.
(ANDERSON LAUGHS AS HE WALKS OFF, LEAVING SCORPIO A BROKEN AND BLOODY MESS ON THE HALLWAY FLOOR. THE BACKSTAGE STAFFERS LOOK CAUTIOUS AS ANDERSON LEAVES, BEFORE FINALLY APPROACHING THE NEAR-ENOUGH CORPSE OF SCORPIO AS SECURITY AND EMTS ARRIVE SECONDS TOO LATE. AS THE TEAMS BEGIN TO WORK ON THE S-FACTOR, BETH MCCAIN APPROACHES, PUSHING HER WAY THROUGH THE CROWD. SHE MAKES IT TOT HE MIDDLE, TALKING TO THE EMTS AND SECURITY BEFORE BACKING UP AND STANDING IN FRONT OF THE CAMERA, A SHOCKED EXPRESSION ON HER FACE.)
BM: I... ladies and gentlemen... I... I really don't think Scorpio's going to be able to wrestle tonight...
(SHE LOOKS BACK TO THE S-FACTOR AND THE THRONG OF PEOPLE AROUND HIM BEFORE LOOKING BACK TO THE CAMERA, THE WORRIED LOOK ON HER FACE TELLING THE WHOLE STORY...)
(ACTION CHANGES BACKSTAGE.)
(CUT TO RAMON BEINGB ATTENDED TO BY EMTS AS THEY START TIGHTENING A LEG BRACE AROUND RAMON’S INJURED KNEE, RAMON WINCING IN PAIN AND CRYING OUT. AS THE EMTS FINISH UP, ONE OF THE LOOKS AROUND BEFORE PATTING RAMON ON THE SHOULDER.)
EMT: You know, you really should be resting and off your feet for a while.
JR: Thanks for the advice, but until you get a license to practice I’ll kindly stick this out.
EMT: Gee, no need to be so catty.
(RAMON SIGHS BEFORE GRABBING AT HIS LEG. AS THE EMT IS ABOUT TO GO, RAMON STOPS HIM BY PUTTING HIS HAND AT THE EMT’S CHEST.)
JR: Look, I’m sorry, it’s just… Ash Wilson is such an annoying bitch she could give Chihuahuas a run for their money. And seeing her hold a title that I had worked so hard to get that basically is the representation of all my dreams here in the TFWF… no, there’s no chance I’m missing out on Night of the Revolution. I don’t care if I have to walk on this bum knee from Chapel Hill to Madison Square Garden through this snow storm and minus-degree weather – I’m whipping Ash Wilson’s ass and taking back that North American title… or I’ll lose my career trying.
(RAMON GOES BACK TO WORKING ON FLEXING HIS KNEE AS THE EMT LEAVES.)
(RINGSIDE.)
SC: Jose Ramon's career in trouble and a brutal attack backstage by Shane Anderson on Scorpio.
SJ: Scorpio has been spreading all these lies about the friendship of Shane and Aaron and thinks he is walking into NOR 11 and taking the belt that Shane Anderson effectively made here in the T.F.W.F.? I don't think so...
TITLE - Hardcore
Jack Benvolence (c) vs Dragon Demonico
(BELL RINGS.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the T.F.W.F. Hardcore Championship...
*'COME WITH ME' - KASHMIR PLAYS*
(DECENT 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...he is the T.F.W.F. Hardcore Champion...Jack Benevolence!!!
SC: A small teaser for the KOTDM tournament here tonight and the Hardcore title as per the 24/7 rules is on the line...
SJ: What I dont get is why Demonico was being interviewed backstage when we could have heard more amazing things from Jack Benevolence...
JH: And his opponent...
*'LIGHTS OUT' - BREAKING BENJAMIN PLAYS*
(CROWD POP. AN IMAGE OF A DRAGON CAN BE SEEN ON THE TOTALLY ACTION TRON. RED PUFFS OF PYROS EXPLODE AS DEMONICO WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AND THEN WALKS TO THE RING FOCUSED.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring from Windsor, Ontario, Canada...weighing 195 pounds...Dragon Demonico!!!
SC: You want to talk about a story...of a kid with a dream who is living it...dont look any further than this man right here.
SJ: It's about to become a nightmare...
FINISH...Match of the night as both Demonico and Benevolence prove why they are classed as two of the great rising stars in this company with a back and forth display which to be fair leaves little use in the way of weapons, but mostly both showing their talents in the ring. This does shift to showcase the innovation of weapon use with moves by both men with Demonico looking to finish off a downed Benevolence who is laid out on a ladder. Climbing the top rope, Demonico places a chair around his waist and dives off with a splash attempt, but White is on the scene and pulls Jack off the ladder with Demonico connecting hard as hell on it. With potential cracked ribs, White revives Benevolence who hits the 'Jacks Hammer' for the three and a squeak of a win to retain the belt.
Winner, via pinfall and STILL T.F.W.F. Hardcore Champion: Jack Benevolence
Match Time: 12m58s
Match Rating: 4 Stars
(T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM GOES TO COMMERCIALS.)
(T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM RETURNS FROM COMMERCIALS.)
(WE CUT TO BACKSTAGE WHERE TFWF BACKSTAGE INTERVIEWER OZZY FINCH STANDS IN FRONT OF A TFWF BANNER WITH THE EUROPEAN CHAMPION ‘THE LONE WOLF’ JOEY LUPINO. LUPINO IS DRESSED IN A SMART LIGHT TAN BUSINESS SUIT, WHITE SHIRT AND PURPLE TIE. THE EUROPEAN TITLE IS SLUNG OVER HIS RIGHT SHOULDER. THE FANS IN THE ARENA ARE HEARD CHEERING FOR LUPINO WHO SMIRKS AS OZZY RAISES THE MIC UP.)
OF: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here with the current TFWF European Champion, Joey Lupino. Joey, last week you and Domingo Cruz got into an altercation in the back and it sounded like you challenged Cruz to a match at Night of the Revolution. A match that he accepted without hesitation.
(LUPINO NODS HIS HEAD AND SMIRKS.)
JL: Of course he accepted. He’s a fame and power hungry little punk. The kid practically bit my hand off!
(OZZY NODS IN AGREEMENT.)
OF: I guess you're right, a young wrestler like Cruz would never pass up the chance of a Title shot on PPV. Then again, there aren't many champions that would go out and issue a challenge for their own title, especially against someone like Domingo Cruz; who has not only shown he can hold his own in the ring...but also has the Earl and the rest of the One Ring Circus in his corner.
(LUPINO LOOKS MORE SERIOUS AS OZZY WAITS FOR A REPLY.)
JL: Look, the kid and his little running buddies might have some people running scared, but The Lone Wolf has seen them all come through the TFWF. Hellbound, Axis, The Hoodlums, The AMC, TCK, they all think they’re the big fucking deal but at the end of it all the TFWF is still standing and that’s just what’s gonna happen with the ORC. Cruz thinks he’s the future of this company? Sorry kid but you gotta go through me before you qualify for that nickname and at NOR I’m putting my European Title on the line and I’m putting Domingo Cruz back in his place!
(THE CROWD IN THE ARENA CAN BE HEARD CHEERING AGAIN AS OZZY GOES TO ASK A FOLLOW UP QUESTION BUT INSTEAD LUPINO IS LAUNCHED FORWARD AND NEARLY KNOCKS OZZY TO THE FLOOR!!
THE CAMERA PANS AROUND TO REVEAL A GRINNING DOMINGO CRUZ, FLANKED BY LEGION AND RICK RAMPAGE. CRUZ RUBS HIS FOREARM AFTER USING IT TO SEND LUPINO TO THE GROUND! THE CROWD IN THE ARENA ARE BOOING LOUDLY AS CRUZ, RAMPAGE AND LEGION PUT THE BOOTS INTO THE PRONE LUPINO WHO TRIES TO COVER UP FROM THE 3 ON 1 BEATING!
WITH LUPINO SUITABLY KNOCKED SILLY CRUZ PUSHES LEGION AND RAMPAGE TO THE SIDE AND LANDS A COUPLE MORE KICKS OF HIS OWN BEFORE MOTIONING TO HIS STABLE MATES.)
DC: Pick him up.
(LEGION AND RAMPAGE GRAB AN ARM EACH AND PULL LUPINO UP INTO A KNEELING POSITION AND HOLD HIM IN PLACE WHILE CRUZ LEANS DOWN IN FRONT OF THE EUROPEAN CHAMPION.)
DC: Well look what we have here.
(CRUZ PICKS UP THE EUROPEAN TITLE BELT AND ADMIRES IT AS LUPINO LOOKS TO BE SLOWLY COMING AROUND.)
DC: Such a nice, prestigious Title belt and you just leave it lying around on the floor like something you picked up at Wal-Mart the last time you bought a suit.
(CRUZ SMIRKS AND ADMIRES HIS OWN REFLECTION IN THE TITLE BELT AS LEGION USES HIS FREE HAND TO SLAP LUPINO.)
LEG: Pay attention sinner!
(LUPINO SNAPS HIS HEAD UP AND SNEERS AT CRUZ WHO STANDS OVER HIM SMIRKING.)
JL: Pretty fucking tough when you’ve got your buddies backing you up ain’t ya kid? Just gonna be me and you at NOR. No one to hide behind then!
(CRUZ CHUCKLES BEFORE SLAPPING LUPINO HARD ACROSS THE FACE AND DAZING HIM AGAIN.)
DC: Ah that famous Lupino fighting spirit. Just like you showed against Thunder, right?
(CRUZ LOOKS AT THE EUROPEAN TITLE AGAIN AND SMIRKS.)
DC: Oh the war you and Thunder had over this title... I swear it was like watching a couple of old men fighting over who shouted bingo first without spitting out their teeth.
(CRUZ SLAPS THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD IN A MOCKING FASHION.)
DC: What am I talking about? That's exactly what it was. I read Tweets about some people thinking they were watching a Best of the Nineties tribute of the TFWF. You don't deserve this title, Joey, and at Night of the Revolution...Well, I guess we'll see if you deserve to get it back.
(CRUZ TAKES A LOOK AT THE EUROPEAN TITLE BELT AGAIN BEFORE REARING BACK AND SLAMMING IT INTO LUPINO’S HEAD!! THE LONE WOLF SLUMPS TO THE GROUND AS LEGION AND CRUZ LET HIM GO.
LUPINO LANDS FACE FIRST ON THE FLOOR AS CRUZ STANDS OVER HIM WITH THE EUROPEAN TITLE BELT IN HIS HAND. HE FLIPS IT UP ONTO HIS SHOULDER AND MOTIONS TO HIS TEAM MATES.)
DC: Let’s go, it’s gonna take a while to get the stench of Old Spice off this!
(RAMPAGE LAUGHS AS THE ORC SWAGGER AWAY AND OZZY FINCH COMES BACK INTO SHOT TO CHECK ON THE LUPINO WHO IS OUT COLD ON THE FLOOR.)
(RINGSIDE.)
SC: What an intense Domingo Cruz backstage there Snoop...
SJ: ORC is intense to the core Scoop, I am glad you are starting to realize this!
Non Title
Ash Wilson vs Scorpio
(BELL RINGS.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...
*'DON'T HATE ME' - NERF HERDER PLAYS*
(MASSIVE CROWD POP. THE T.A.T. SHOWS A KALEIDOSCOPE OF COLOUR AND A VARIETY OF THE WRESTLER'S MOVES AS SCORPIO STEPS OUT ONTO THE STAGE WITH A FEW PAPARAZZI BEHIND HIM. HE POSES BRIEFLY BEFORE THEY HEAD TO THE BACK AND THE S-FACTOR WALKS DOWN THE RAMP, TAKING OFF HIS TRADEMARK DESIGNER SUNGLASSES AND HANDING THEM TO A KID IN THE FRONT ROW. HE THEN TAKES A DUPLICATE PAIR FROM HIS JACKET POCKET AND PUTS THEM ON AS HE HEADS TO THE RING.)
JH: Making his way to the ring, from London, England... weighing 225lbs...'The S-Factor' Scorpio!!!
SC: Scorpio of course was brutually attacked by Shane Anderson earlier tonight and he looks like he needs to rest rather than be wrestling Ash Wilson.
SJ: Didn't stop him molesting that kid in the front row...
SC: WILL YOU STOP!
JH: And his opponent...
*'FAINT' - LINKIN PARKPLAYS*
(SMALL CROWD HEAT. 'FUTURE OF WOMEN COMPETITORS' FLIES ACROSS THE TRON. A GRAFFITI BASED SET OF IMAGES COME ON IN CONJUNCTION WITH ASH'S FINISHING MOVES. SHE WALKS TO THE RING AFTER THROWING ONE ARM IN THE AIR TO CELEBRATE HER ARRIVAL.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring from New York, New York...weighing 163 pounds...Ash Wilson!!!
SC: Here comes Ash Wil...WAIT THAT IS JOSE RAMON!!!!
Ramon comes limping out behind Ash Wilson as the crowd roar in approval. She turns around and he spears her down the ramp as the two go tunbling down!
SC: Good God it has all exploded on Monday Mayhem! Ramon has lost the plot here!
SJ: But here comes Cruz, Legion and Rampage to help out!
The four members of the ORC come down as well, but the injured Scorpio is having none of it and goes to aid Ramon helping to fight off the ORC!
SC: HERE COMES MICHAEL THUNDER! HERE COMES HONDO! MY GOD!!!! WAR HAS BROKEN OUT ON MONDAY MAYHEM!!!!
The T.F.W.F. stars begin to come down the aisle one by one to aid against the ORC and fight off their advances. Scorpio grabs what is left of Ash Wilson who has taken a beating. The rabid crowd watch as he takes her to the ring and sets her up in the corner, he salutes the watching Jose Ramon before blasting her in the face with the 'Take 5'. Ash drops to the floor like a sack of spuds...Scorpio climbs the top rope and again looks to Jose with the baying crowd loving it, hitting the 'Posterized' on her. The crowd and the T.F.W.F. stars begin counting as well...one...two...three!!!
SC: THE PLAYING FIELD JUST BECAME VERY EVEN INDEED!
SJ: What the hell is this? They can't do this, this match should have never started!
Scorpio hops out of the ring and shakes the hand of Jose Ramon. Mission clear...Ramon is fighting not just for his career, but also to help in the war against the ORC.
(ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.)
(STRUTTING DOWN THE CORRIDOR LIKE A BOSS, AARON ROBERTS LOOKS CONFIDENT AND HIS USUAL NARCISSISTIC SELF. HE ROUNDS THE CORNER WHERE HE STOPS IN HIS TRACKS. HE STARES RIGHT AT CHESTER ADDISONS GIRLFRIEND TALKING ON THE PHONE. AARON WALKS TOWARDS HER BUT SHE HAS HER BACK TO HIM)
CGF: Look I’m sure we can get more stock and start really getting the branded stuff out there. Give me a call back when you hear from the Warehouse.
(SHE TURNS ROUND AND SEES AARON STOOD RIGHT THERE. SHE SIGHS AND TURNS AROUND AND STARTS TO WALK IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION AS AARON FOLLOWS SUIT)
AR: Is that The Cobra’s Mountain Dew representatives?
CGF: No.
AR: Let The Cobra speak to them immediately!!
CGF: No.
(AARON LOOKS RATHER ANNOYED AT HER SHEER IGNORANCE OF HER REQUEST)
AR: ALLOW THE COBRA TO SPEAK!
(SHE TURNS AND LOOKS AARON IN THE EYE)
CGF: It will NOT happen! Get over yourself already and leave me alone.
(SHE TURNS TO WALK OFF AGAIN WHEN CHESTER COMES AROUND THE CORNER, WEARING A T-SHIRT THAT READS ‘DEW DUDE’, AARON STARES AT THE SHIRT AND HIS FACE REDDENS)
AR: What the Zoo York Rangers is this? This is fucking unbelievable. This is entirely shocking!!!
CA: It’s entirely stupid you have that right.
AR: Stupid? It isn’t stupid... It’s AMAZING!!! It’s amazing apart from the fact that some pussy wanker ass bandit like you is wearing it. Take it off immediately!!
CA: No worries, keep the bloody thing.
(CHESTER REMOVES THE SHIRT AND PASSES IT TO AARON, WHO LETS OUT A SMILE. CHESTERS GIRLGRIEND TURNS TO HIM WITH A TOTAL LOOK OF DISMAY)
CGF: What the hell is this Chester? This is just part of the deal for you as the face of T.F.W.F. Beverages! I’ve worked so hard these last couple of weeks that the Earl gave me and you need to respect that.
AR: Working hard sucking the Earls two inch Tadpole of Misery...
(CHESTER TURNS TO AARON AND GOES FOR HIM BUT AARON BACKS OFF AND OUT OF CHESTERS REACH)
AR: Woah there Horsey... The Cobra will get his hands on you at NoR... Then everyone will see just who the real ‘Dew Dude’ is...You better be ready son, cus The Cobra is bringing his A Game!
CA: Yeah, we’ll see.
(AARON TURNS AND HEADS BACK, HAPPY WITH HIS NEW T-SHIRT. CHESTER THEN TURNS TO HIS GIRLFRIEND WITH A VERY MISERABLE LOOK ON HIS FACE)
CA: What the hell was all that? I don’t need you to be out and about embarrasing me like that. I am the T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Champion! I can do my talking in the ring.
CGF: Yeah, whatever. The only embarrasment in this whole affair is you. Continually trying to embarrass me.
(CHESTERS GIRLFRIEND TURNS HER BACK TO CHESTER AND WALKS OFF IN A HUFF, CHESTER LETS OUT A SIGH BEFORE TRYING TO CATCH HER. AS HE CHASES THE CAMERA PANS AROUND AND WE SEE LEGION INTENTLY LISTENING FROM THE CORNER OF THE HALLWAY WITH A GRIN STARTING TO SPREAD ACROSS HIS FACE, CLEARLY PLEASED BY WHAT HE HAS JUST WITNESSED BETWEEN CHESTER AND HIS GIRLFRIEND)
(ACTION CHANGES BACKSTAGE.)
(A FULL BLOWN ARGUMENT IS UNDERWAY BACKSTAGE BETWEEN JACK HONDO AND JC MCDONALD AND WE JOIN IT IN PROGRESS!)
JCMD: …I don’t a give a rats ass who you are and what you think you’ve done Hondo. I don’t take orders from anyone. Especially a damn Deliverance extra like you!
(HONDO ROLLS HIS EYES AND TRIES TO KEEP HIS COOL.)
JH: Look, I’m not trying to give you an orders McDonald. Just some friendly advice but if you keep running your mouth the way you have been, we’re gonna have a real problem.
(MCDONALD SMIRKS AND STEPS UP TO HONDO AND THE TWO MEN GO NOSE TO NOSE!)
JCMD: You don’t like my mouth? I thought you guys loved a ‘purdy’ mouth?
JH: Keep talking big man and I’m gonna knock you on your ass.
JCMD: Yeah? Well I’m right here Hondo! Why don’t you give it your best shot and see what happens? Just give me a reason to rip your head off that red neck of yours!
(HONDO CLENCHES HIS FISTS AND LOOKS READY TO SNAP BUT INSTEAD HE EXHALES LOUDLY AND BACKS AWAY SLIGHTLY.)
JH: You know what? Screw it. You should save that macho bs for the PPV because if we meet in the King of the Deathmatch tournament, you’re gonna need all the help you can get.
JCMD: Whatever man.
(HONDO SHAKES HIS HEAD AND WALKS AWAY FROM MCDONALD WHEN SUDDENLY FROM OUT OF NOWHERE DRAKE MOSA SPEARS HONDO TO THE GROUND!!! HE STARTS HAMMERING DOWN PUNCHES ON HONDO AND BITING HIS FOREHEAD!! MCDONALD STANDS WATCHING AND SHRUGS HIS SHOULDERS BEFORE WALKING IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION AND LEAVING HONDO ON THE GROUND TAKING A BEATING. MOSA CONTINUES TO DO A NUMBER ON HONDO UNTIL SECURITY APPEAR AND DRAG THE WILD MAN OFF HONDO WHO IS LEFT DOWN ON THE GROUND AND HURTING.)
(RINGSIDE.)
SC: Drake Mosa has struck here on Monday Mayhem!!!
SJ: And McDonald did nothing to help Hondo at all...now we know the KOTDM is in full effect!
SC: What is your take on the 'Dew Dude' thing, Chester doesn't seem happy to be getting all this attention when all he wants to do is fight.
SJ: First off, the 'Dew Dude' was made for Aaron Roberts...Addison doesn't want it because he knows he cannot hang with it and that is a fact. Secondly, Chester was lucky his woman wasn't running off with Aaron Roberts the minute he walked into the room he is that God damn sexy!
SC: Ok...
SJ: What?
Joel Bryant vs Aaron Roberts
(BELL RINGS.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...
*DEATH BLOOMS' - MUDVAYNE PLAYS*
(DECENT CROWD HEAT. ROBERTS WALKS OUT AND POSES ON THE RAMP WHILST THE TAT SHOWS OFF HIS SIGNATURE MOVES. ROBERTS ADMIRES HIMSELF ON THE SCREEN BEFORE HEADING FOR THE RING.)
JH: Making his way to the ring, from Gloucester, England...weighing 246 pounds...Aaron 'The Cobra' Roberts!!!
SC: Well here is the potential 'Dew Dude' and also potential Intercontinental Champion...
SJ: Both in the bag...that is how I see it.
JH: And his opponent...
*'MARGIN WALKER' - FUGAZI PLAYS*
(BIG CROWD POP. THE NAME "JOEL BRYANT" FILLS THE T.A. TRON BEFORE "CRAZYMAN" BURSTS THROUGH. AS HIGHLIGHTS OF HIS MOVES BLAZE ACROSS THE TRON BRYANT STEPS ONTO THE STAGE. HE TAKES A MOMENT TO GLANCE AROUND AT THE CROWD BEFORE MARCHING PURPOSEFULLY DOWN TO THE RING.)
JH: Making his way to the ring, from Akron, Ohio...weighing 240 pounds... 'Crazyman' Joel Bryant!!!
SC: Joel Bryant suffered a tough loss last week and he has to try and find that momentum to take into NOR 11 here tonight.
SJ: Bryant has no momentum that is for sure...
FINISH...Not a bad Main Event with a bit of a see saw contest between the two of them. Aaron of course using every trick in the book of evil to bring it back in his favour. Bryant seems to have got back on track though as is looking to break down the former IC Champion for his famed submission move when Phenom comes stalking down the aisle.
SC: What the hell...the World Champion is here...
SJ: Yes of course he is...cause he is the God damn Champion!
Phenom stands on the ramp way between the entrance area and the ring just watching the action. The referee attempts to ask him to leave, but Phenom has his gaze fixed on the action and ignores the referee. When he tries to move Phenom, Nom shoves the referee to the ground.
SC: Oh God this could get ugly...
From the side though with the referee looking up at Phenom comes MDK. He hits the ring and WHAM slams a spear into the side of Joel Bryant from nowhere. In a flash he hits him with the 'Hellshot'. Leaving Bryant motionless in the ring...He looks to Aaron and can be seen instructing him to make the pin. MDK drops out of the ring. The referee now realizing he isnt getting anywhere with Phenom turns back around and slides into the ring. He makes the count as Aaron Roberts gets the pin.
Winner, via pinfall: Aaron Roberts
Match Time: 9m47s
Match Rating: 3.5 Stars
Phenom gets into the ring and gets a microphone...
P: Roberts get out of this ring...
Realizing he has dodged a bullet...Aaron just holds his hands up and snakes away.
P: So here we are...all the fun of the circus huh...this going to be how it is MDK? You not got the balls to face me or him in the ring, you are going to spend your time hiding out with the morons in the crowd waiting for a chance to strike. Is that your game plan for NOR 11?
MDK looks around a bit and grabs a microphone on the outside.
MDK: You can try and paint a picture all you want Phenom about who I am...it is immaterial...honour...respect...that comes through one thing...delivering fear and The One Ring Circus has delivered that time and time again.
P: Oh yeah...well seems to me that little uprising tonight was a big way of telling you all...it isn't going to be that siimple.
MDK chuckles...
MDK: Battles and a War are two very different things...just you remember Phenom EVERY single member of the ORC is going to be in New York at NOR 11...and you might be The New York City Nightmare...but...you can't...stop...us....alll...
MDK drops the microphone and walks around the ring to the back...Phenom eyes him the whole way. Phenom turns around to see Joel Bryant is on his feet and staring directly at him.
SC: BRYANT AND PHENOM HERE NOW!!!!
Bryant snatches the microphone from Phenom. Phenom stedies himself for a fight. Bryant shakes hie had
JB: Don't worry, I dont roll that way, Phenom...not tonight...I will be doing it the right way (he taps the belt on Nom's shoulder)...and just so you and that piece of crap on the ramp know you can both save the questions on the ORC's involvement for another day...cause the answer to the question on who will be World Champion after NOR 11...is...just as crazy to some...and you both better belive the answer is...Joel Bryant!!!
The crowd roar in approval as Bryant backs out of the ring. The final shot sees Phenom in the ring, MDK on the ramp and Joel Bryant by the announce table...one man destined to walk out of NOR 11 the World Champion.
(END SHOW.)