Post by Handsome Harley on Feb 8, 2013 19:44:02 GMT -6
The camera fades in as we see a limo pull up outside the arena. As the expensive car pulls to a halt, the driver gets out as it starts to attract the attention of the fans who are milling around outside. As the back door is opened, we see Disco Joe step out and look over the crowd.
Disco Joe: “DAMN! Is this place sold out? I mean, there’s people standing outside all over the place!”
As if in response, the person of Jimi James White Sr. pops out of the limo with a huge smile on his face.
JJ White: “Damn indeed! I haven’t seen this many people at a wrestling event since the Shizz was a face!”
Suddenly, the two older gentlemen are pushed out of the way to make way for the young Mr. White who is wearing his favorite ice blue suit along with his sparkly cowboy hat and his white rimmed shades.
Ice Cold: “Well, of course, this dump is packed out! With ICE COLD White performing night after night, they’re gonna have ta bust out some walls and put on a few floors!”
JJ White: “Now, son, you have to learn to crawl before you can walk…”
Ice Cold shoots his dad an astonished look: “A white don’t crawl! And the only walkin’ I’m gonna be doin’ is on these chumps, especially that X idiot. I mean, what kind of name is X? What? Could he NOT afford a whole name or something? Or could his mamma just not spell past that?”
Disco rolls his eyes as his father steps in for a teaching moment.
JJ White: “Now, Junior, you’re sounding quite heelish there. And, as far as I know, there’s never been a Heel White in any profession. You need to take this X seriously; respect his ability and just bring your best to the ring.”
Ice Cold shakes his head: “What? Am I in peewee football here? Dad! This is the big time! There ain’t no room for any sportsmanship shi…”
JJ White: “Ah! No swearing either…I taught you better than that.”
Suddenly, JACKPOT Shamrock explodes out of the limo with a couple of hot chicks.
Jackpot: “Hey! Where’s all the bitches!?!?”
JJ shakes his head as Jackpot and Ice Cold jump into the crowd; shaking hands and signing autographs.
Disco looks over to JJ: “Dude! This is NOT gonna end well! I promise!”
JJ White: “No…not as long as my son hangs out with that…that…”
Disco looks over and finishes his friend’s sentence: “DICK?”
JJ seems relieved not to have to say it: “Precisely…”
With that, the two older and wiser gentlemen take off behind the young superstars. The scene fades out into the show's intro.
"Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva hits the PA system of the packed HEW Arena in Hollywood, California. The camera pans over the explosive crowd as it circles the arena taking a moment to pan past the Commentator's table before panning up and over the ring ropes facing the stage as it glides over the ring and up the ramp towards the stage as blue and white pyro explodes on the stage and around the Titantron. The camera speeds up towards the Titantron when it quickly cuts to another camera centered on the ring as blue sparks explode from the corners.
Mark Daniels: “Ladies and Gentlemen we welcome you to what will no doubt be another action packed edition of Friday Night Shockwave. Here with me as always is my broadcast partner S...T...D.”
Stephen T. Darling: “You just can't help yourself can you?”
Mark Daniels: “Tonight we find out who will be taking the spot left vacant by the cancellation of the previously scheduled match between Declan Black and KEG in the Capture the Crown Tournament.”
Stephen T. Darling: “You're still talking about them? Let's just forget those scumbags for bailing on us.”
Mark Daniels: “Nobody will take on “Handsome” Harry Smith for a chance at becoming the first ever Pay Per View champion.”
Stephen T. Darling: “Those guys sure are lucky our boss is so generous to grant them such an opportunity.”
Mark Daniels: “We will also see one person's hopes of winning the title end in Congo vs Raiden Blaze, both competitors riding the momentum from their respective victories at Shockwave 1.”
Stephen T. Darling: “TRAVESTY! Wiland should be in this match not that talentless clown Raiden!”
Mark Daniels: “Our newly crowned and first ever Free For All champ will also be in action in a triple threat match and we will also see the debuts of several newly signed talents.”
Stephen T. Darling: “Can we please cut backstage so you'll shut up? Maybe something more entertaining then you will happen.”
The scene opens to reveal Toast backstage next to a table full of food. He is apparently arguing with one of the caterers.
Toast: “Are you sure there's no other dips? I can't eat guacamole. I so much as touch avocado and I get this rash that...”
Caterer: “I really don't know, sir. I could go check...”
Toast: “Hold that thought.”
The camera follows Toast's gaze to reveal Highway To Hell and Mr. Lucius Togo walking through the backstage area. Toast motions to the camera before producing a microphone from somewhere and rushing toward the trio. He calls out as he gets near, causing Togo to turn around.
Mr. Togo: “Sorry, kid, no autographs.”
Toast: “No, I don't...I'm with the company. I was just wondering if I could get...”
Saint: “I thought you said the interviewer was a hot chick.”
Toast attempts to maintain his composure as he shakes his head.
Toast: “You mean Alice? Look, forget her. I'm Wrestling's Fourth Greatest Int...”
Mr. Togo: “Never mind. Fine, you got our attention. Now what do you want?”
Toast: “Well, first, I wondered if you would care to comment on the incident involving "Handsome" Harry Smith.”
Saint: “Who?”
Lee: “The guy we shitkicked all over Hooters last week.”
Saint: “That guy works here? Seriously?”
Mr. Togo: “Quiet, both of you. Look, the short and sweet answer is that Smith was just the first of many sacrifices that will be made in the name of violence. Call it a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, call it destiny, fate, whatever helps you sleep at night. The bottom line is this-Smith was simply the first lamb to be slaughtered. But do not worry-we have plenty left for the rest of the flock.”
Toast: “And does that include the Rock 'n Roll God?”
All three men laugh at the mention of Saint's opponent. He steps forward and takes the microphone from Toast with a grin.
Saint: “I got this one. Your so-called "God" is indeed going to learn the true meaning of violence tonight. One by one, or two at a time, people will learn to fear us, and to respect us. Actually, scratch the respect. Fear is more than enough for the Highway to Hell. After all, violence is its own reward.”
Seeing the look on Saint's face, Toast takes a step back. Unfortunately for him, Lee has made his way behind him.
Toast: “What do you...oh dear God...”
Saint smiles as he passes the mike to Togo, then drives a boot into Toast's stomach. Both men pummel the helpless announcer before he stumbles forward into the food table. Lee grabs Toast and presses him overhead, pumping repeatedly before dropping him toward the table. Saint leaps up and catches him by the neck, completing the Road to Nowhere through the table. The wrestlers return to Mr. Togo, who shrugs as the three of them continue down the corridor. The camera turns back to Toast, who is laying in the rubble of the table, covered with food. After a few agonized moments, he stirs and looks at the mess, his eyes settling on the huge green stain on his chest. He tries to sigh, but winces in pain instead.
Toast: “Yep, that's gonna leave a rash...”
The camera cuts back to the ring where Tony Allen stands ready to deliver the match introductions.
Stephen T. Darling: “Who the hell was that guy?”
Mark Daniels: “I think he's a new interviewer.”
Stephen T. Darling: “What is happening to this company.”
Tony Allen: “Our opening contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first.”
“Highway to Hell” by Marilyn Manson hits the PA system as the house lights lower and a red strobe effect envelopes the arena. Two spotlights focus on the entryway, where Saint and Lee emerge, mounted on jet-black Harley Davidson Iron 883s. After revving the engines a few times, both men set their kickstands and dismount. Mr. Lucius Togo emerges and steps between the two. All three men make their way to ringside, taunting and provoking the crowd as they go. Reaching the ring, both wrestlers pull themselves onto the apron. Saint steps through the ropes as Lee steps over. The lights come up as a burst of pyro rocks the arena and both men settle into the corner.
Tony Allen: “Accompanied by “Roadkill” JJ Lee, from the Open Roads of America, weighing in this evening at Two hundred and Forty Five pounds...Xavier SAINT!”
The lights in the arena goes off as "Sweet Child O'Mine"'s opener plays. A red and blue light flashes around and then Rock N' Roll God comes walking out in a cloud of smoke. He raises the guitar he brings to the ring in the air and fireworks shoot off the stage and out of the guitar. Then he makes his way down to the ring and rolls underneath the bottom rope to enter the ring. He gets on the nearby turnbuckle and poses again. He hands the guitar to a stagehand and then awaits for his opponent.
Tony Allen: “And his opponent, from Hollywood, California. Weighing in this evening at Two hundred and Thirty Five pounds...Rock N' Roll God!”
Ding Ding Ding. With the sounding of the bell the match is officially under way as Xavier steps forward from the corner of the ring while RNRG makes his way to one of the turnbuckles and stands on the middle ropes to pose for his hometown crowd who respond with a wave of cheers. Hopping down he turns around and starts walking towards Xavier who gets ready for the fighting to start as RNRG walks right past him to another turnbuckle for more posing and pandering to the crowd from the middle ropes in the corner. The crowd once again positively responds to their hometown hero as Xavier shows signs of increasing frustration as he paces back and forth waiting. RNRG drops down from the corner turning around making his way once again towards Xavier who is more then ready to fight but RNRG runs over to his own turnbuckle for a third round of pandering.. Xavier seems on the verge of a breakdown. RNRG drops back from the turnbuckle turning around into Absolution! The crowd lets out a cry of boos as Xavier goes for the pin.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE! The bell sounds and just as quickly as it started the match is over as the crowd shows their disapproval as to how things turned out.
Stephen T. Darling: “I missed it....I blinked....and I fucking missed it! What the hell!?!”
Mark Daniels: “I'm as surprised as you are, looks like the hometown hero should have taken less time hyping up his crowd and more time wrestling.”
JJ Lee and Lucius Togo enter the ring s the ref flees the scene. Togo starts barking orders to Lee and Xavier as a groggy RNRG starts to get back to his feet. He turns around and is hoisted into the air by Lee and they hit the End of the Road! Togo laughs as Xavier and Lee exit the ring with Togo following suit as the crowd tries to drown them in boos.
Stephen T. Darling: “Well thanks for coming Rockstar, looks like someone is going to have to help him out of the ring.”
--COMMERCIAL BREAK--
The show returns from commercial to see a cameraman wandering backstage, looking for potential material. After a few seconds when nothing remarkable goes on, two figures are vaguely discernible in the background. As the camera pulls closer, they are revealed to be HEW’s hulking giant, King Congo, and his colourful manager, Slick Harrison. The pair seem to be engaged in some sort of drill, as Harrison speaks to his client very slowly.
Slick Harrison: “Wrass…lin’…say ‘wrasslin’’, my dear boy. WRASS. LIN’. Go on!”
The savage’s only response is to unleash a mighty roar, which makes his manager cringe and opt for a change of tactics.
Slick: “All right, that was too hard. Somethin’ a li’l easier…how ‘bout ‘win’? WIN! WIN! WIN!”
Slick begins to pound his chest with one hand, rhythmically, leading Congo to do the same. Instead of the desired word, however, the African merely lets out a series of grunts, which are visibly getting him worked up. Beginning to get nervous, Slick is grateful for the distraction provided by the camera. He stops the technician in his tracks and directs attention to himself and his protégé.
Slick: “JUST a moment, my dear boy! JUST a moment! King Congo has somethin’ to say…go on, my dear boy…”
Again, the only response from Congo is a mighty bellow, forcing Slick to take matters into his own hands.
Slick: “What my client means to say is that TAH-NITE, on that very ring, he, King Congo, the IGNOOOOOBLEEEEEE SAAAAAAVAAAAAAAGEEEEE….!”
The manager pauses a moment, for effect, then concludes.
Slick: “…will beat Raiden Blaze to secure his place in the SEMI-FINALS of the HEW PPV Title Tournament!”
Suddenly, he seems surprised at himself.
Slick: “Did I say ‘beat’? I meant dis-MEMBER, BRUTALIZE, an-NAH-HA-late, IN-CA-PA-CAH-TATE, utterly, totally and completely NEU-tra-lah-ze Raiden Blaze! Yes, this FAH-rocious specimen, this FOR-mi-da-ble example of the irrational Alpha male…WILL put an end to this young man’s career, just like he has done to Ice Cold last week! And then…”
Slick approaches the camera, as if in confidence.
Slick: “…then, my dear ladies, my good gents…it’s Championship….gold!”
With that said, the manager looks away from the camera, facing his pupil.
Slick: “Ain’t that right, King?”
Another deafening growl from the savage is let out as the camera cuts to the commentary table where Mark Daniels and Stephen T. Darling seem at a loss for words.
Stephen T. Darling: “What, in the holy pasta steamer of hell did I just witness?”
Mark Daniels: “Seems King Congo is very confident, I think, about his match here tonight against Raiden Blaze.”
Stephen T. Darling: “I hope he puts him in a wheelchair.”
Mark Daniels: “That's messed up Darling.”
Stephen T. Darling: “MISTER Darling. And I don't care, that ass clown deserves it.”
Cutting back to the ring we see Tony Allen standing by in the middle of the ring with his trusty microphone as he lifts it to his mouth so his booming voice can echo through the speakers.
Tony Allen: “This next match is scheduled for a Three Man Elimination Match. The only way to eliminate your opponent is by pinfall or submission. Introducing First.”
The main riff of "Hate To Say I Told You So" by The Hives blast through the arena. As the drums come into play, D.C. Wiland comes out on the ramp, chewing bubble gum as always and looking at the crowd. As the singing starts, he heads to the ring where he gets on the top turnbuckle and yells the "Hate To Say I Told You So!" part at the crowd before getting down from the buckle and leaning, waiting for his opponent as the music slowly fades.
Tony Allen: “From the Finest Corners of Buffalo, New York. Weighing in this evening at Two hundred pounds.... D...C...WILAND!”
“Sorry for Party Rockin'” by LMFAO hits the PA system as JACKPOT runs out and starts playing the crowd, especially the ladies. Taking a moment to lock lips with one of his female fans before taking a few moments to indulge those with flash photography he makes his way into the ring.
Tony Allen: “And his opponent, from Your Mother's House. Weighing in this evening at Two hundred and Ten pounds...Mickey, “Jackpot”, SHAAAAAAAMROCK!”
“Zero” by Evergreen Terrace plays as Zero runs out to a HUGE pop from the fans. He plays up to the crowd as he shoots out t-shirts from the t-shirt gun. He now slides into the ring and does a little dance with the ref.
Tony Allen: “And their opponent. From Parts Unknown, weighing in this evening at One hundred and Eighty Nine pounds. He is your reigning Free For All champion......ZEROOOOO!”
The ref takes the Free For All title from Zero and hands it off to the Bell Keeper as the three men eye each other down from their respective corners of the ring. The three men all begin to circle the ring as they shoot quick glances at each other wondering who will make the first move. Each man waiting for someone else to make the first attempt so they can counter it.
Mark Daniels: “This triple threat match is under way so to speak. Wonder who's going to make the first move.”
Stephen T. Darling: “My man Wiland is too smart to do something like that, he's going let one of these other nobodies make that mistake!”
Shamrock looks from Zero to Wiland before smiling at Wiland who does the same to Shamrock. The two turn their gazes to Zero as both men start to corner him in the turnbuckle. Zero gets on the defensive as his attackers slowly close in before spring at him, hammering into him with punches and kicks as he has no where to go! The crowd voices their disgust with boos as Zero slumps lower into the turnbuckle as the punches and kicks keep coming. Wiland starts to back up into the middle of the ring as he gives orders to Shamrock who pulls Zero back to his feet, whipping Zero towards Wiland for a Enzuigiri! Zero drops Wiland then quickly turns to Shamrock as the two exchange blows as the crowd cheers loudly for their fighting champion but some boos can be heard. Wiland charges in for a clothesline but Zero ducks under just in time and Wiland levels Shamrock instead! Wiland turns around into a dropkick from Zero!
Mark Daniels: “Looks like the team of Wiland and Shamrock didn't last long!”
Stephen T. Darling: “That idiot Shamrock shouldn't have gotten in the way! It's his fault that it happened!”
Zero puts some distance between him and Wiland as Shamrock is back on his feet and he shoves Wiland and starts to yell at him, Wiland returns the shove and fires off some words of his own as the two argue in the corner. Shamrock throws a punch but it's blocked by Wiland who kicks Shamrock in the gut and starts hammering away at Shamrock's back with some stiff forearms. He gets Shamrock in the corner, grabbing him by his neck and back he pulls the bent over Shamrock out before doing a 360 and sending Shamrock shoulder first into the corner. Wiland turns around blocking a punch from Zero before firing off punches of his own sending Zero backwards to the other end of the ring and into the corner. Zero puts up his hands to block the punches as Wiland continues to throw punch after punch. Wiland rears back for another punch and gets lifted backwards into the air and slammed to the ground by Shamrock with a Belly to Back suplex. Back on his feet Shamrock approaches Zero and gets two boots to the face as Zero uses the ropes to assist in kicking Shamrock in the face to force him backwards.
Stephen T. Darling: “Come on Wiland! End this match already! Take them both out at the same time!”
Mark Daniels: “Do you honestly think he can do that?”
Stephen T. Darling: “Of course I do! He's The Main Man!”
Zero climbs to the top turnbuckle before taking flight with a crossbody on Wiland sending both men to the ground. Shamrock capitalizes on the situation and starts stomping away at the Free For All champion. Wiland uses the ropes to get back to his feet, noticing what Shamrock was doing he joins in and the double teaming starts up again. The ref tries in vein to break them up but there is nothing he can do. The two lift Zero to his feet before bending him over and both of them placing him in a three-quarter facelock. Zero gets lifted into the air for a Reverse Vertical Suplex. Shamrock helps Zero back to his feet, Wiland places a hand on each of his shoulders before jumping up and hitting a Double Knee Backbreaker! Back on his feet Wiland and Shamrock follow it up with a double elbow drop. The crowd boos as the two stand over their fallen victim.
Mark Daniels: “Zero is in a bad way here, if he doesn't do something fast then this match will be fore for him!”
Stephen T. Darling: “Who cares, that weirdo doesn't deserve to hold a title in this company!”
Wiland picks Zero up and puts him on his feet as he bends him over and pushes him towards Shamrock who catches him with TALK TO THE MAT! Shamrock rolls Zero over and goes for the pin, the ref falls into place but Wiland breaks the pin by pulling Shamrock off of Zero. The two begin arguing over who gets to eliminate Zero and in turn wins the Free For All Title. Wiland shoves Shamrock, who goes for a punch but Wiland blocks it and delivers a swift kick to the groin and The Chocolate Flavour! Wiland covers him for the pin and the ref is ready.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
Tony Allen: “Mickey Shamrock has been eliminated! The match continues!”
Stephen T. Darling: “Way to go Wiland!”
Mark Daniels: “With that Wiland puts a permanent end to their partnership in this match! If Wiland wins he'll be the new Free For All champion!”
Stephen T. Darling: “You mean when he wins!”
Wiland stands ready as he watches Zero slowly start to stir, he can see the victory in his eyes as he tarts to taunt and egg Zero on, urging him to get to his feet. The crowd boos as Wiland as he gets more and more anxious, grinning as Zero slowly gets to a kneeling position. Zero manages to get up to his feet and turns around into a Dirtyplex by Wiland but Zero counters it into a DDT! The crowd erupts into cheers as they see Wiland's head get planted into the ring! Zero uses whatever strength he has left to get to his feet and ascends the to the top of the nearest turnbuckle. The crowd waits with anticipation as Zero stands there for a moment before taking flight with Zero Gravity! But Wiland gets his knees up just in the nick of time! Wiland slowly gets to his feet as he grins widely at the narrow escape as the crowd boos at him. He grabs Zero and pulls him up and hits Wilance! Wiland gets up as he signals to the crowd for one more time and the crowd begins to roar. Wiland turns around and THE CLIMAX! Shamrock drops Wiland with a powerful kick and then proceeds to pose in the ring before pulling Zero to drape him over Wiland. Shamrock rolls out of the ring as the ref falls into place.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE! Ding Ding Ding! It's over the match is over and the crowd cheers wildly!
Tony Allen: “Here is your winner and still your HEW Free For All champion....ZEEEEEROOOO!”
Stephen T. Darling: “NO! NO! NO! This is bullshit!”
Mark Daniels: “Shamrock just cost Wiland the match! Looks like payback really is a b-”
Stephen T. Darling: “Bullshit! This can't be happening! He's the Main Man! He's not supposed to loose! There is a conspiracy going on I know it! First Blaze and now Zero!?”
Mark Daniels: “This Marks Zero's second consecutive win here in HEW and Wiland's second consecutive loss.”
Stephen T. Darling: “It's a conspiracy!”
Zero is helped to his feet as the Ref hands him his Free For All belt and hoists his arm in the air while his theme music starts to play as the show cuts to commercial.
--COMMERCIAL--
As the show returns from commercial we see Handsome Harley sitting at his desk in his office going through some papers when there is a knock at the door. The door opens and in steps a member of the backstage crew holding a shipping envelope in his hand. He walks up to Harley's desk.
Crew Member: “Sir this came for you in the mail.”
Handsome Harley: “Well let's see it then.”
The crew member opens the envelope and pulls out a DVD in some cheap plastic case. He hands it to Harley who looks it over before turning around in his chair so he is facing the Large TV behind him. He opens the case and puts the DVD into the DVD player and waits for the video to start. At first there is just some static and white noise on the screen before it fades into the video where a man can be seen running through a parking lot towards someone.
Tommy Anderson: “NIGHTMARE!!! WAIT UP!!!”
Tommy and the camera runs toward Nightmare as he stops and turns around.
Nightmare: “What the hell do you want?! I no longer work here, I don’t have to give no fucking interview!”
Tommy Anderson: “We’re just wondering if you know anything about Chris Silver getting beat down?”
Nightmare looks on with a confused look on his face.
Nightmare: “What do you mean, beat down?”
Tommy Anderson: “The guy that is running around in the Joker Mask beat the hell out of Silver, and left him in a pool of his own blood!”
Nightmare rubs his fingers through his hair.
Nightmare: “He got what he deserved! Now leave me the hell alone!”
Nightmare turns around and begins walking towards his limo. The driver takes his bag and throws it in the back of the limo as Nightmare gets in and shuts the door. The driver runs around to his side and jumps in the limo. Suddenly the driver jumps right back out of the limo and takes off running. The Joker Mask guy steps out of the driver seat and begins walking away from the limo, as you see the limo begin to rock back and fourth. The guy in the Joker mask makes his way towards the camera as suddenly THE LIMO EXPLODES!!!
Chandler Riggs: OH MY GOD!!!
Jimmy Banks: NIGHTMARE IS IN THAT LIMO!!! NO!!!!
Tommy Anderson looks on as the guy in the Joker Mask begins making his way towards him. Tommy takes off running as we watch the limo go up in flames. Suddenly the cameraman drops the camera and takes off running as well. The guy in the Joker Mask bends down and picks up the microphone and the camera and in a dark quiet voice he says..
Joker: “Bye, bye Nightmare!!!”
The video fades back into static and white noise before it ends. Harley has a very clear upset look on his face as he turns around in his chair to face the crew member again before speaking to him with sternness and anger in his voice.
Handsome Harley: “I want you to find out who sent this NOW! GO! Get out of here!”
The crew members quickly runs out of the office as the camera cuts back to the announce table where Stephen T. Darling and Mark Daniels sit quietly and confused before one breaks the silence.
[/color=maroon]Stephen T. Darling: “What was with that video? What was that even about?”[/color]Disco Joe: “DAMN! Is this place sold out? I mean, there’s people standing outside all over the place!”
As if in response, the person of Jimi James White Sr. pops out of the limo with a huge smile on his face.
JJ White: “Damn indeed! I haven’t seen this many people at a wrestling event since the Shizz was a face!”
Suddenly, the two older gentlemen are pushed out of the way to make way for the young Mr. White who is wearing his favorite ice blue suit along with his sparkly cowboy hat and his white rimmed shades.
Ice Cold: “Well, of course, this dump is packed out! With ICE COLD White performing night after night, they’re gonna have ta bust out some walls and put on a few floors!”
JJ White: “Now, son, you have to learn to crawl before you can walk…”
Ice Cold shoots his dad an astonished look: “A white don’t crawl! And the only walkin’ I’m gonna be doin’ is on these chumps, especially that X idiot. I mean, what kind of name is X? What? Could he NOT afford a whole name or something? Or could his mamma just not spell past that?”
Disco rolls his eyes as his father steps in for a teaching moment.
JJ White: “Now, Junior, you’re sounding quite heelish there. And, as far as I know, there’s never been a Heel White in any profession. You need to take this X seriously; respect his ability and just bring your best to the ring.”
Ice Cold shakes his head: “What? Am I in peewee football here? Dad! This is the big time! There ain’t no room for any sportsmanship shi…”
JJ White: “Ah! No swearing either…I taught you better than that.”
Suddenly, JACKPOT Shamrock explodes out of the limo with a couple of hot chicks.
Jackpot: “Hey! Where’s all the bitches!?!?”
JJ shakes his head as Jackpot and Ice Cold jump into the crowd; shaking hands and signing autographs.
Disco looks over to JJ: “Dude! This is NOT gonna end well! I promise!”
JJ White: “No…not as long as my son hangs out with that…that…”
Disco looks over and finishes his friend’s sentence: “DICK?”
JJ seems relieved not to have to say it: “Precisely…”
With that, the two older and wiser gentlemen take off behind the young superstars. The scene fades out into the show's intro.
"Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva hits the PA system of the packed HEW Arena in Hollywood, California. The camera pans over the explosive crowd as it circles the arena taking a moment to pan past the Commentator's table before panning up and over the ring ropes facing the stage as it glides over the ring and up the ramp towards the stage as blue and white pyro explodes on the stage and around the Titantron. The camera speeds up towards the Titantron when it quickly cuts to another camera centered on the ring as blue sparks explode from the corners.
Mark Daniels: “Ladies and Gentlemen we welcome you to what will no doubt be another action packed edition of Friday Night Shockwave. Here with me as always is my broadcast partner S...T...D.”
Stephen T. Darling: “You just can't help yourself can you?”
Mark Daniels: “Tonight we find out who will be taking the spot left vacant by the cancellation of the previously scheduled match between Declan Black and KEG in the Capture the Crown Tournament.”
Stephen T. Darling: “You're still talking about them? Let's just forget those scumbags for bailing on us.”
Mark Daniels: “Nobody will take on “Handsome” Harry Smith for a chance at becoming the first ever Pay Per View champion.”
Stephen T. Darling: “Those guys sure are lucky our boss is so generous to grant them such an opportunity.”
Mark Daniels: “We will also see one person's hopes of winning the title end in Congo vs Raiden Blaze, both competitors riding the momentum from their respective victories at Shockwave 1.”
Stephen T. Darling: “TRAVESTY! Wiland should be in this match not that talentless clown Raiden!”
Mark Daniels: “Our newly crowned and first ever Free For All champ will also be in action in a triple threat match and we will also see the debuts of several newly signed talents.”
Stephen T. Darling: “Can we please cut backstage so you'll shut up? Maybe something more entertaining then you will happen.”
The scene opens to reveal Toast backstage next to a table full of food. He is apparently arguing with one of the caterers.
Toast: “Are you sure there's no other dips? I can't eat guacamole. I so much as touch avocado and I get this rash that...”
Caterer: “I really don't know, sir. I could go check...”
Toast: “Hold that thought.”
The camera follows Toast's gaze to reveal Highway To Hell and Mr. Lucius Togo walking through the backstage area. Toast motions to the camera before producing a microphone from somewhere and rushing toward the trio. He calls out as he gets near, causing Togo to turn around.
Mr. Togo: “Sorry, kid, no autographs.”
Toast: “No, I don't...I'm with the company. I was just wondering if I could get...”
Saint: “I thought you said the interviewer was a hot chick.”
Toast attempts to maintain his composure as he shakes his head.
Toast: “You mean Alice? Look, forget her. I'm Wrestling's Fourth Greatest Int...”
Mr. Togo: “Never mind. Fine, you got our attention. Now what do you want?”
Toast: “Well, first, I wondered if you would care to comment on the incident involving "Handsome" Harry Smith.”
Saint: “Who?”
Lee: “The guy we shitkicked all over Hooters last week.”
Saint: “That guy works here? Seriously?”
Mr. Togo: “Quiet, both of you. Look, the short and sweet answer is that Smith was just the first of many sacrifices that will be made in the name of violence. Call it a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, call it destiny, fate, whatever helps you sleep at night. The bottom line is this-Smith was simply the first lamb to be slaughtered. But do not worry-we have plenty left for the rest of the flock.”
Toast: “And does that include the Rock 'n Roll God?”
All three men laugh at the mention of Saint's opponent. He steps forward and takes the microphone from Toast with a grin.
Saint: “I got this one. Your so-called "God" is indeed going to learn the true meaning of violence tonight. One by one, or two at a time, people will learn to fear us, and to respect us. Actually, scratch the respect. Fear is more than enough for the Highway to Hell. After all, violence is its own reward.”
Seeing the look on Saint's face, Toast takes a step back. Unfortunately for him, Lee has made his way behind him.
Toast: “What do you...oh dear God...”
Saint smiles as he passes the mike to Togo, then drives a boot into Toast's stomach. Both men pummel the helpless announcer before he stumbles forward into the food table. Lee grabs Toast and presses him overhead, pumping repeatedly before dropping him toward the table. Saint leaps up and catches him by the neck, completing the Road to Nowhere through the table. The wrestlers return to Mr. Togo, who shrugs as the three of them continue down the corridor. The camera turns back to Toast, who is laying in the rubble of the table, covered with food. After a few agonized moments, he stirs and looks at the mess, his eyes settling on the huge green stain on his chest. He tries to sigh, but winces in pain instead.
Toast: “Yep, that's gonna leave a rash...”
The camera cuts back to the ring where Tony Allen stands ready to deliver the match introductions.
Stephen T. Darling: “Who the hell was that guy?”
Mark Daniels: “I think he's a new interviewer.”
Stephen T. Darling: “What is happening to this company.”
Tony Allen: “Our opening contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first.”
“Highway to Hell” by Marilyn Manson hits the PA system as the house lights lower and a red strobe effect envelopes the arena. Two spotlights focus on the entryway, where Saint and Lee emerge, mounted on jet-black Harley Davidson Iron 883s. After revving the engines a few times, both men set their kickstands and dismount. Mr. Lucius Togo emerges and steps between the two. All three men make their way to ringside, taunting and provoking the crowd as they go. Reaching the ring, both wrestlers pull themselves onto the apron. Saint steps through the ropes as Lee steps over. The lights come up as a burst of pyro rocks the arena and both men settle into the corner.
Tony Allen: “Accompanied by “Roadkill” JJ Lee, from the Open Roads of America, weighing in this evening at Two hundred and Forty Five pounds...Xavier SAINT!”
The lights in the arena goes off as "Sweet Child O'Mine"'s opener plays. A red and blue light flashes around and then Rock N' Roll God comes walking out in a cloud of smoke. He raises the guitar he brings to the ring in the air and fireworks shoot off the stage and out of the guitar. Then he makes his way down to the ring and rolls underneath the bottom rope to enter the ring. He gets on the nearby turnbuckle and poses again. He hands the guitar to a stagehand and then awaits for his opponent.
Tony Allen: “And his opponent, from Hollywood, California. Weighing in this evening at Two hundred and Thirty Five pounds...Rock N' Roll God!”
Ding Ding Ding. With the sounding of the bell the match is officially under way as Xavier steps forward from the corner of the ring while RNRG makes his way to one of the turnbuckles and stands on the middle ropes to pose for his hometown crowd who respond with a wave of cheers. Hopping down he turns around and starts walking towards Xavier who gets ready for the fighting to start as RNRG walks right past him to another turnbuckle for more posing and pandering to the crowd from the middle ropes in the corner. The crowd once again positively responds to their hometown hero as Xavier shows signs of increasing frustration as he paces back and forth waiting. RNRG drops down from the corner turning around making his way once again towards Xavier who is more then ready to fight but RNRG runs over to his own turnbuckle for a third round of pandering.. Xavier seems on the verge of a breakdown. RNRG drops back from the turnbuckle turning around into Absolution! The crowd lets out a cry of boos as Xavier goes for the pin.
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THREE! The bell sounds and just as quickly as it started the match is over as the crowd shows their disapproval as to how things turned out.
Stephen T. Darling: “I missed it....I blinked....and I fucking missed it! What the hell!?!”
Mark Daniels: “I'm as surprised as you are, looks like the hometown hero should have taken less time hyping up his crowd and more time wrestling.”
JJ Lee and Lucius Togo enter the ring s the ref flees the scene. Togo starts barking orders to Lee and Xavier as a groggy RNRG starts to get back to his feet. He turns around and is hoisted into the air by Lee and they hit the End of the Road! Togo laughs as Xavier and Lee exit the ring with Togo following suit as the crowd tries to drown them in boos.
Stephen T. Darling: “Well thanks for coming Rockstar, looks like someone is going to have to help him out of the ring.”
--COMMERCIAL BREAK--
The show returns from commercial to see a cameraman wandering backstage, looking for potential material. After a few seconds when nothing remarkable goes on, two figures are vaguely discernible in the background. As the camera pulls closer, they are revealed to be HEW’s hulking giant, King Congo, and his colourful manager, Slick Harrison. The pair seem to be engaged in some sort of drill, as Harrison speaks to his client very slowly.
Slick Harrison: “Wrass…lin’…say ‘wrasslin’’, my dear boy. WRASS. LIN’. Go on!”
The savage’s only response is to unleash a mighty roar, which makes his manager cringe and opt for a change of tactics.
Slick: “All right, that was too hard. Somethin’ a li’l easier…how ‘bout ‘win’? WIN! WIN! WIN!”
Slick begins to pound his chest with one hand, rhythmically, leading Congo to do the same. Instead of the desired word, however, the African merely lets out a series of grunts, which are visibly getting him worked up. Beginning to get nervous, Slick is grateful for the distraction provided by the camera. He stops the technician in his tracks and directs attention to himself and his protégé.
Slick: “JUST a moment, my dear boy! JUST a moment! King Congo has somethin’ to say…go on, my dear boy…”
Again, the only response from Congo is a mighty bellow, forcing Slick to take matters into his own hands.
Slick: “What my client means to say is that TAH-NITE, on that very ring, he, King Congo, the IGNOOOOOBLEEEEEE SAAAAAAVAAAAAAAGEEEEE….!”
The manager pauses a moment, for effect, then concludes.
Slick: “…will beat Raiden Blaze to secure his place in the SEMI-FINALS of the HEW PPV Title Tournament!”
Suddenly, he seems surprised at himself.
Slick: “Did I say ‘beat’? I meant dis-MEMBER, BRUTALIZE, an-NAH-HA-late, IN-CA-PA-CAH-TATE, utterly, totally and completely NEU-tra-lah-ze Raiden Blaze! Yes, this FAH-rocious specimen, this FOR-mi-da-ble example of the irrational Alpha male…WILL put an end to this young man’s career, just like he has done to Ice Cold last week! And then…”
Slick approaches the camera, as if in confidence.
Slick: “…then, my dear ladies, my good gents…it’s Championship….gold!”
With that said, the manager looks away from the camera, facing his pupil.
Slick: “Ain’t that right, King?”
Another deafening growl from the savage is let out as the camera cuts to the commentary table where Mark Daniels and Stephen T. Darling seem at a loss for words.
Stephen T. Darling: “What, in the holy pasta steamer of hell did I just witness?”
Mark Daniels: “Seems King Congo is very confident, I think, about his match here tonight against Raiden Blaze.”
Stephen T. Darling: “I hope he puts him in a wheelchair.”
Mark Daniels: “That's messed up Darling.”
Stephen T. Darling: “MISTER Darling. And I don't care, that ass clown deserves it.”
Cutting back to the ring we see Tony Allen standing by in the middle of the ring with his trusty microphone as he lifts it to his mouth so his booming voice can echo through the speakers.
Tony Allen: “This next match is scheduled for a Three Man Elimination Match. The only way to eliminate your opponent is by pinfall or submission. Introducing First.”
The main riff of "Hate To Say I Told You So" by The Hives blast through the arena. As the drums come into play, D.C. Wiland comes out on the ramp, chewing bubble gum as always and looking at the crowd. As the singing starts, he heads to the ring where he gets on the top turnbuckle and yells the "Hate To Say I Told You So!" part at the crowd before getting down from the buckle and leaning, waiting for his opponent as the music slowly fades.
Tony Allen: “From the Finest Corners of Buffalo, New York. Weighing in this evening at Two hundred pounds.... D...C...WILAND!”
“Sorry for Party Rockin'” by LMFAO hits the PA system as JACKPOT runs out and starts playing the crowd, especially the ladies. Taking a moment to lock lips with one of his female fans before taking a few moments to indulge those with flash photography he makes his way into the ring.
Tony Allen: “And his opponent, from Your Mother's House. Weighing in this evening at Two hundred and Ten pounds...Mickey, “Jackpot”, SHAAAAAAAMROCK!”
“Zero” by Evergreen Terrace plays as Zero runs out to a HUGE pop from the fans. He plays up to the crowd as he shoots out t-shirts from the t-shirt gun. He now slides into the ring and does a little dance with the ref.
Tony Allen: “And their opponent. From Parts Unknown, weighing in this evening at One hundred and Eighty Nine pounds. He is your reigning Free For All champion......ZEROOOOO!”
The ref takes the Free For All title from Zero and hands it off to the Bell Keeper as the three men eye each other down from their respective corners of the ring. The three men all begin to circle the ring as they shoot quick glances at each other wondering who will make the first move. Each man waiting for someone else to make the first attempt so they can counter it.
Mark Daniels: “This triple threat match is under way so to speak. Wonder who's going to make the first move.”
Stephen T. Darling: “My man Wiland is too smart to do something like that, he's going let one of these other nobodies make that mistake!”
Shamrock looks from Zero to Wiland before smiling at Wiland who does the same to Shamrock. The two turn their gazes to Zero as both men start to corner him in the turnbuckle. Zero gets on the defensive as his attackers slowly close in before spring at him, hammering into him with punches and kicks as he has no where to go! The crowd voices their disgust with boos as Zero slumps lower into the turnbuckle as the punches and kicks keep coming. Wiland starts to back up into the middle of the ring as he gives orders to Shamrock who pulls Zero back to his feet, whipping Zero towards Wiland for a Enzuigiri! Zero drops Wiland then quickly turns to Shamrock as the two exchange blows as the crowd cheers loudly for their fighting champion but some boos can be heard. Wiland charges in for a clothesline but Zero ducks under just in time and Wiland levels Shamrock instead! Wiland turns around into a dropkick from Zero!
Mark Daniels: “Looks like the team of Wiland and Shamrock didn't last long!”
Stephen T. Darling: “That idiot Shamrock shouldn't have gotten in the way! It's his fault that it happened!”
Zero puts some distance between him and Wiland as Shamrock is back on his feet and he shoves Wiland and starts to yell at him, Wiland returns the shove and fires off some words of his own as the two argue in the corner. Shamrock throws a punch but it's blocked by Wiland who kicks Shamrock in the gut and starts hammering away at Shamrock's back with some stiff forearms. He gets Shamrock in the corner, grabbing him by his neck and back he pulls the bent over Shamrock out before doing a 360 and sending Shamrock shoulder first into the corner. Wiland turns around blocking a punch from Zero before firing off punches of his own sending Zero backwards to the other end of the ring and into the corner. Zero puts up his hands to block the punches as Wiland continues to throw punch after punch. Wiland rears back for another punch and gets lifted backwards into the air and slammed to the ground by Shamrock with a Belly to Back suplex. Back on his feet Shamrock approaches Zero and gets two boots to the face as Zero uses the ropes to assist in kicking Shamrock in the face to force him backwards.
Stephen T. Darling: “Come on Wiland! End this match already! Take them both out at the same time!”
Mark Daniels: “Do you honestly think he can do that?”
Stephen T. Darling: “Of course I do! He's The Main Man!”
Zero climbs to the top turnbuckle before taking flight with a crossbody on Wiland sending both men to the ground. Shamrock capitalizes on the situation and starts stomping away at the Free For All champion. Wiland uses the ropes to get back to his feet, noticing what Shamrock was doing he joins in and the double teaming starts up again. The ref tries in vein to break them up but there is nothing he can do. The two lift Zero to his feet before bending him over and both of them placing him in a three-quarter facelock. Zero gets lifted into the air for a Reverse Vertical Suplex. Shamrock helps Zero back to his feet, Wiland places a hand on each of his shoulders before jumping up and hitting a Double Knee Backbreaker! Back on his feet Wiland and Shamrock follow it up with a double elbow drop. The crowd boos as the two stand over their fallen victim.
Mark Daniels: “Zero is in a bad way here, if he doesn't do something fast then this match will be fore for him!”
Stephen T. Darling: “Who cares, that weirdo doesn't deserve to hold a title in this company!”
Wiland picks Zero up and puts him on his feet as he bends him over and pushes him towards Shamrock who catches him with TALK TO THE MAT! Shamrock rolls Zero over and goes for the pin, the ref falls into place but Wiland breaks the pin by pulling Shamrock off of Zero. The two begin arguing over who gets to eliminate Zero and in turn wins the Free For All Title. Wiland shoves Shamrock, who goes for a punch but Wiland blocks it and delivers a swift kick to the groin and The Chocolate Flavour! Wiland covers him for the pin and the ref is ready.
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TWO...
THREE!
Tony Allen: “Mickey Shamrock has been eliminated! The match continues!”
Stephen T. Darling: “Way to go Wiland!”
Mark Daniels: “With that Wiland puts a permanent end to their partnership in this match! If Wiland wins he'll be the new Free For All champion!”
Stephen T. Darling: “You mean when he wins!”
Wiland stands ready as he watches Zero slowly start to stir, he can see the victory in his eyes as he tarts to taunt and egg Zero on, urging him to get to his feet. The crowd boos as Wiland as he gets more and more anxious, grinning as Zero slowly gets to a kneeling position. Zero manages to get up to his feet and turns around into a Dirtyplex by Wiland but Zero counters it into a DDT! The crowd erupts into cheers as they see Wiland's head get planted into the ring! Zero uses whatever strength he has left to get to his feet and ascends the to the top of the nearest turnbuckle. The crowd waits with anticipation as Zero stands there for a moment before taking flight with Zero Gravity! But Wiland gets his knees up just in the nick of time! Wiland slowly gets to his feet as he grins widely at the narrow escape as the crowd boos at him. He grabs Zero and pulls him up and hits Wilance! Wiland gets up as he signals to the crowd for one more time and the crowd begins to roar. Wiland turns around and THE CLIMAX! Shamrock drops Wiland with a powerful kick and then proceeds to pose in the ring before pulling Zero to drape him over Wiland. Shamrock rolls out of the ring as the ref falls into place.
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TWO...
THREE! Ding Ding Ding! It's over the match is over and the crowd cheers wildly!
Tony Allen: “Here is your winner and still your HEW Free For All champion....ZEEEEEROOOO!”
Stephen T. Darling: “NO! NO! NO! This is bullshit!”
Mark Daniels: “Shamrock just cost Wiland the match! Looks like payback really is a b-”
Stephen T. Darling: “Bullshit! This can't be happening! He's the Main Man! He's not supposed to loose! There is a conspiracy going on I know it! First Blaze and now Zero!?”
Mark Daniels: “This Marks Zero's second consecutive win here in HEW and Wiland's second consecutive loss.”
Stephen T. Darling: “It's a conspiracy!”
Zero is helped to his feet as the Ref hands him his Free For All belt and hoists his arm in the air while his theme music starts to play as the show cuts to commercial.
--COMMERCIAL--
As the show returns from commercial we see Handsome Harley sitting at his desk in his office going through some papers when there is a knock at the door. The door opens and in steps a member of the backstage crew holding a shipping envelope in his hand. He walks up to Harley's desk.
Crew Member: “Sir this came for you in the mail.”
Handsome Harley: “Well let's see it then.”
The crew member opens the envelope and pulls out a DVD in some cheap plastic case. He hands it to Harley who looks it over before turning around in his chair so he is facing the Large TV behind him. He opens the case and puts the DVD into the DVD player and waits for the video to start. At first there is just some static and white noise on the screen before it fades into the video where a man can be seen running through a parking lot towards someone.
Tommy Anderson: “NIGHTMARE!!! WAIT UP!!!”
Tommy and the camera runs toward Nightmare as he stops and turns around.
Nightmare: “What the hell do you want?! I no longer work here, I don’t have to give no fucking interview!”
Tommy Anderson: “We’re just wondering if you know anything about Chris Silver getting beat down?”
Nightmare looks on with a confused look on his face.
Nightmare: “What do you mean, beat down?”
Tommy Anderson: “The guy that is running around in the Joker Mask beat the hell out of Silver, and left him in a pool of his own blood!”
Nightmare rubs his fingers through his hair.
Nightmare: “He got what he deserved! Now leave me the hell alone!”
Nightmare turns around and begins walking towards his limo. The driver takes his bag and throws it in the back of the limo as Nightmare gets in and shuts the door. The driver runs around to his side and jumps in the limo. Suddenly the driver jumps right back out of the limo and takes off running. The Joker Mask guy steps out of the driver seat and begins walking away from the limo, as you see the limo begin to rock back and fourth. The guy in the Joker mask makes his way towards the camera as suddenly THE LIMO EXPLODES!!!
Chandler Riggs: OH MY GOD!!!
Jimmy Banks: NIGHTMARE IS IN THAT LIMO!!! NO!!!!
Tommy Anderson looks on as the guy in the Joker Mask begins making his way towards him. Tommy takes off running as we watch the limo go up in flames. Suddenly the cameraman drops the camera and takes off running as well. The guy in the Joker Mask bends down and picks up the microphone and the camera and in a dark quiet voice he says..
Joker: “Bye, bye Nightmare!!!”
The video fades back into static and white noise before it ends. Harley has a very clear upset look on his face as he turns around in his chair to face the crew member again before speaking to him with sternness and anger in his voice.
Handsome Harley: “I want you to find out who sent this NOW! GO! Get out of here!”
The crew members quickly runs out of the office as the camera cuts back to the announce table where Stephen T. Darling and Mark Daniels sit quietly and confused before one breaks the silence.
Mark Daniels: “I remember seeing that before! It was from another promotion that folded not too long ago.”
Stephen T. Darling: “You were watching a rival promotion? For shame.”
Mark Daniels: “It was before this started up, what else is an unemployed man to do?”
Stephen T. Darling: “Get a job.”
Mark Daniels: “Anyways, I wonder who would send that to our boss, he used to work for that promotion, what does this mean?”
Stephen T. Darling: “It means you aren't loyal to this company and I'm awesome, there I answered your question, can we move on?”
The camera cuts to the ring where Tony Allen stands ready to do his job.
Tony Allen: “This next match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first.”
“The Architect” by Ceterum hits the PA system as X walks out clad in his custom trench coat and mask. The crowd gives off a pretty big pop, but he doesn't seem to notice as he stands by the entrance, unmoved. He looks around slowly before making his way down to the ring methodically. He stops just before the steel steps, looks up at the ring from his point of view and briskly walks up the steps and enters the ring where he stands in the middle of the ring, looking somewhat intimidating.
Tony Allen: “From New York, New York. Weighing in this evening at Two hundred and Ten pounds! X!”
“Party Rock Anthem” by LMFAO starts as the lights go out. The light around the fans would flash to the beat. Ice Cold would come out dancing to the Music after the words "SHAKE THAT" he burst out from the back fist pumpin and exciting the crowd. Dancing his way down the ramp he stop a few times to party with the crowd. His father and Uncle JJ and Disco Joe would follow him a good 20 feet back partying as well.
Tony Allen: “And his opponent, from Yo Mamma's House. Weighing in this evening at Two hundred and Twenty Five pounds. Ice.....COLD!”
Mark Daniels: "White had to face a defeat from King Congo in the first round of Capture the Crown Tournament. This week he looks to even the score against a debuting X."
Stephen T. Darling: "What's up white names like these? We got X, Zero, Nobody, are they like a big family or what?!"
Mark Daniels: "It's just names, Darling, don't take it so serious."
Stephen T. Darling: "It's Mr. Darling! For the last time, Daniels, last goddamn time!"
The opponents circle the ring before going for a lockup. X showes Jimmy away and drops him with a vicious Clothesline. X picks his opponent up and Irish Whips him right to the corner, where he delivers a flurry of punches before placing White on the top rope. He goes for a Superplex early, but Ice Cold kicks him down from the buckle and when X is on his feet, Jimmy attempts a Cross Body Block. Unfortunately for him, The Man of Mystery catches him with an elbow to the head mid-air, picks him up from the ground a drops him again with a Spinebuster and goes for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
TH-- Kickout by White!
Mark Daniels: "X definitely looks impressive in his debut!"
Stephen T. Darling: "It's just a matter of time 'til he breaks Junior in half..."
X attempts just that as he picks White up, wanting to perform a Powerbomb. Jimmy slips from his clutch and gets behind X, attempting a Release German Suplex. X lands perfectly on his feet and just when Jimmy White sets his sight on The Man of Mystery, he is taken down with another Lariat. Pinfall attempt again...
ONE!
TWO!
TH—Kickout by White!
Stephen T. Darling: "Come on, Jimmy, that's stupid! If I were you, I'd stay down and avoid a torture like this!"
Mark Daniels: "But Jimmy, unlike you, is a warrior!"
X doesn't question ref's count, instead of it he goes close to a turnbuckle and prepares for a Spear. He goes for it, but Jimmy dodges the move and counters perfectly into a Hip Toss followed by quick Standing Elbow Drop.
Mark Daniels: "Great counter by Jimmy White jr.! This could turn the match to his favor!"
Ice Cold gets the crowd going as he delivers few kicks to the back of X, who is now in a seated position. Jimmy then springs of the ropes and delivers a Dropkick right to the face of his opponent. He finishes the sequence with a Running Leg Drop and goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
TH—Kickout by X!
White now introduces more technical side of himself, taking control over X with a grounded Headlock. It takes a good minute for X to get to his feet and get rid of Jimmy using a Stunner. Jimmy is tottering a bit, but not enough not to notice X rushing at him, as he ducks another Clothesline, gets behind X, shoves him to the ropes and performs an Okada Roll.
ONE!
TWO!
TH—Kickout by X!
Both men are to their feet at the same time, but angry X staggers Jimmy with a stiff uppercut. X throws Jimmy to the corner, delivers some kicks, punches and headbutts before placing Jimmy on the top turnbuckle once again. His Superplex attempt is unsuccessful again as Jimmy fights him off with a storm of elbow strikes. X falls on his back and Ice Cold jumps off the buckle performing the Ice Cold Elbow! Pinfall attempt once again!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-- Kickout by X!
Mark Daniels: "That was VERY close!"
Stephen T. Darling: "Oh come on, Daniels! It's gonna take much more than an elbow drop to keep The Man of Mystery down for a three count!"
Jimmy gets on the apron and goes for a Springboard Seated Senton, but X catches him with a second Powerbomb of the match, from out of nowhere! He locks Jimmy in his version of the Sharpshooter, called the Deadlock. Ice Cold screams in pain but still tries his best to reach the ropes and force a break. After about half a minute he gets there and grabs the bottom rope as referee tries calls for the break. X breaks right before ref counts to five and smirks as Jimmy stands up. X picks up Jimmy but he manages to squirrel his way out landing on his feet behind X who turns around and gets caught with an Enzuigiri! X is down on his knees as Jimmy runs for the ropes and rebounds charging at X for a clothesline but X counters with a Spinebuster! X slowly gets to his feet eying Jimmy who was still on the mat in pain from the Spinebuster. X reaches down and grabs Jimmy by the head and pulls him up to his feet. He lifts Jimmy up so he is horizontal and hits the Soul Destroyer! X pauses for a moment before standing back up, he picks Jimmy up and delivers a second Soul Destroyer! X goes for the cover.
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THREE! Ding Ding Ding!
Tony Allen: “Here is your winner......X!”
Mark Daniels: “Two Soul Destroyers and the match is over, X is victorious in his debut match!”
Stephen T. Darling: “And White loses yet again, bet his dad is real proud of him now!”
X leaves the ring as his theme music plays while Jimi James, JJ and Disco Joe quickly enter the ring to check on Jimmy as the show cuts to commercial.
--COMMERCIAL--
The show returns to see Wiland bursting into the office of David Parker, Co-Owner of HEW. Wiland is visibly irate and appears to be on the verge of a breakdown as Parker gets up from his seat to try and calm him down.
DC Wiland: “Did you see that shit? DID YOU!? That fucking sore loser Shamrock just cost me the match! I mean seriously!? That little bitch couldn't stand that he lost to ME! So HE costs ME the match!? I want him OUT of the Capture the Crown Tournament NOW! You hear me!?”
David Parker: “Look calm down, calm down! I saw what happened and I agree he had no right to do that to you of all people. But I can't take him out of the tournament-”
DC Wiland: “Then what CAN you do huh?”
Parker is silent for a few moments as he thinks, all the while Wiland still looks like he wants to break something with another something.
David Parker: “I'll tell you what. In two weeks at Shockwave Three. Shamrock will be facing the winner of tonight's Main Event to decide who will go to the Pay Per View to face off against Congo or Blaze.”
Wiland gets more irritated at the mention of Blaze but Parker quickly resumes talking.
David Parker: “So I'm making you the Special Guest Referee of Shamrock's match. I'm confident you can be an impartial official in that match.”
Wiland gets an evil grin on his face as he nods his head lightly.
DC Wiland: “Impartial?....Yeah, I can do that, no problem.”
Wiland slowly backs out of the office with the grin still on his face, closing the door on his way out as the camera cuts back to the ring.
Mark Daniels: “Wiland is going to officiate Shamrock's tournament match!? Impartial my ass!”
Stephen T. Darling: “What are you saying? Of course my man Wiland can be impartial, and it's only fair you and I both saw what Shamrock did! He's lucky he's still even in the tournament!”
Mark Daniels: “And if I didn't know any better I'd say Wiland is going to screw him out of the tournament!”
Tony Allen: "This next match is Round Two of the Capture the Crown Tournament. Introducing first.”
Tribal Drums start to beat throughout the arena as the crowd starts to boo. Appearing on the stage lead by his manager Slick Harrison is the monstrous King Congo. Slick does his best job to keep Congo directed towards the ring and kept away from the audience as he occasionally roars at them and looks as though he is going to attack them but Slick manages to redirect Congo's focus as he leads him into the ring.
Tony Allen: “From the Darkest Regions of Africa, accompanied by Slick Harrison. Weighing in this evening at Three hundred and Ten pounds. King...CONGOOO!”
“Issues (Ruxpin Remix)” by Escape the Fate hits the PA system and the crowd starts to cheer. After the singing part in his theme starts, lights start flashing and he comes out, greets the fans that accept him and ignores the other ones. Smiling as he makes his way towards the ring yelling “Raiden Time Baby!” as he enters the ring.
Tony Allen: “And his opponent, from New York City, New York. Weighing in this evening at One hundred and Seventy Six pounds. Raiden...BLAAAAZE!”
The bell rings and Raiden launches straight into the offensive unleashing a flurry of strikes against the larger Congo. Strike after strike connects but they appear to have no effect and Congo's counters with a hard hitting Headbutt sending Raiden staggering backwards. Congo whips Raiden towards the rope catching him on the rebound with a Scoop Slam. Congo roars loudly before lifting Raiden off the ground and into the air, placing him over his shoulders and hitting a Samoan Drop planting Raiden into the ring.
Mark Daniels: “Congo seems to be trying to crush Raiden.”
Stephen T. Darling: “Good! Leave him flattened in the ring Congo!”
Congo starts beating his chest as he stands over Raiden who starts trying to get to his feet. Once up Congo rears back and hits Raiden with a chop to the chest sending him a few steps backwards. Congo hits another and another slowly forcing Raiden back into the corner of the ring. One more chop to the chest and Congo starts to back up to the opposite side of the ring. Letting out a fierce roar before charging forth towards Raiden, but Raident gets a foot up just in time connecting with the chin of Congo! Congo turns around gripping his chin allowing Raiden to deliver a swift kick to the big man getting him down on one knee. Raiden runs past Congo and rebounds off the ropes delivering a quick dropkick to the face of Congo but Congo is still down on one knee. Raiden runs to the ropes and rebounds for a second Dropkick this time Congo starts to teeter on one knee but is still up. Raiden takes off one more time rebounding off the ropes but Congo catches him and delivers a huge Side Slam!
Stephen T. Darling: “Did that idiot really think he could take down Congo?”
Mark Daniels: “Raiden is in a bad way here no man could take much more of this!”
Congo drops down for the pin.
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TWO...
TH-No a kick out by Raiden!
Stephen T. Darling: “Just stay down you clown!”
Mark Daniels: “Raiden is a fighter he's going to keep going no matter what!”
Raiden is forced back up to his feet by the larger Congo but Raiden fires off an Enzuigiri that staggers the big beast! Raiden rebounds off the ropes and ducks under the massive arm of Congo to spring board off the ropes for a cross body but he's caught by Congo! Congo lifts him high into the air but Raiden escapes the hold and drops down behind the big man and fires off another kick to his knee to put them down on one knee! Using what strength he can Raiden runs for the ropes, rebounds and nails a dropkick to Congo who lightly rocks back and forth. Slick is up on the apron and starts arguing with the ref as the crowd starts to boo. Raiden runs for the ropes again but gets cracked in the head by a cane!
Stephen T. Darling: “Way to go Wiland!”
Mark Daniels: “What the hell is he doing out here?!”
Stephen T. Darling: “Avenging his loss to that ass clown Raiden!”
Slick hops down from the apron, Congo drags Raiden towards one of the corners. Congo starts to back up the turnbuckles, making it to the second turnbuckle, he falls forward and hits the Congo Splash! He goes for the cover.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE! Ding Ding Ding!
Mark Daniels: “King Congo is going to the final round for the Pay Per View title thanks to Wiland!”
Stephen T. Darling: “Raiden deserved every bit of this! He should never have won that match against Wiland in the first place! Payback is Payback!”
Tony Allen: “Here is your winner and who will advance to the final round of the Capture the Crown tournament. King...CONGOOO!”
Slick enters the ring and slowly starts to lure Congo out of the ring and back up towards the ramp as the crowd boos. Wiland slides into the ring and starts stalking the injured Raiden. Raiden slowly starts to get to his feet as the crowd chants for him to stay down. Wiland grabs Raiden and hits Wilance! The crowd boos loudly as Wiland smiles in the ring standing over Raiden as the show goes to commercial.
-COMMERCIAL-
Returning from commercial we see Alice Carter standing in the backstage interview area as she turns to her left and the camera turns as well to see D.C. Wiland walking towards them still sporting the smile from before the commercial break. Alice walks up to him with a mic in hand.
Alice Carter: “Wiland, can I bother you for a question?”
DC Wiland: “Make it quick, The Main Man is a busy man.”
Alice Carter: “Everyone wants to know, why did you get involved in Raiden's match and cost him the win?”
DC Wiland: “Why not?”
Wiland continues to smile before walking past Alice and the camera heading off further into the backstage. The camera cuts back to ringside.
Mark Daniels: “He sure seems proud of himself!”
Stephen T. Darling: “He should be! He righted the wrong that was done to him 2 weeks ago by Raiden!”
Mark Daniels: “Regardless ladies and gentlemen I'd like to take a moment to recap on tonight's events as we approach our Main Event.”
Stephen T. Darling: “Oh great you're going to talk more?”
Mark Daniels: “Rock N' Roll God made an unsuccessful debut against one of our newest acquisitions Xavier Saint.”
Stephen T. Darling: “Still can't believe I blinked and missed that match.”
Mark Daniels: “X also won his debut match against Jimmy White.”
Stephen T. Darling: “No big surprise there.”
Mark Daniels: “Zero retained his Free For All title by defeating Wiland after Shamrock was eliminated by Wiland.”
Stephen T. Darling: “Shamrock is the reason Wiland lost! If it wasn't for him we'd have a new champion!”
Mark Daniels: “King Congo was victorious over Raiden Blaze after interference from Wiland.”
Stephen T. Darling: “Raiden got what he deserved.”
Mark Daniels: “And coming up next we will see “Handsome” Harry Smith take on Nobody to see which one of them will face Shamrock in two weeks and Wiland has been named the Special Guest Ref of that match by co-owner David Parker. The winner of that match will go on to face Congo for the Pay Per View title.”
Stephen T. Darling: “Two people who have no business being involved with our most prestigious title and one of them will fight another guy who has no business with the title. This is a sad way to start off our run.”
The camera centers on the ring where Tony Allen is waiting.
People go nuts as "Handsome" Harry Smith walks out to the tunes of "I'm Sexy And I Know It" by LMFAO. He waves at the people in the crowd and even claps hands with few of them before sliding into the ring.
Tony Allen: "Tho following is replacement Quarter Final Match of the Capture The Crown tournament, scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from The Open Road, weighting in this morning at 229 pounds... Handsome... HARRYYYYY.... SMITH!"
Harry is in the ring and shares a high-five with our ring announcer Tony Allen. Celldweller's "Shut Em Down" suddenly hits the PA system as the reaction of people turns to mixed. All the lights in the arena are shut as Nobody walks onto the entrance ramp with a hoodie, masked, of course. He walks slowly, looking at the ground until the 0:30 mark of the song, when the bass drops and he takes off the hoodie, swings his semi long black hair and touches the mustache on his mask. He walks his way to the ring.
Tony Allen: "And his opponent! From nowhere, weighting in this morning at 78 kilograms... The Anonymous... NOOOOOOBODYYYYY!"
Mark Daniels: "Those guys were unsuccessful in our first show when they fought for the Free For All title... but now they got a chance at a bigger reward, the PPV championship!"
Stephen T. Darling: "They? Come on, that old english sucker has no chance against a violent guy like Nobody."
Mark Daniels: "We'll see, STD..."
Stephen T. Darling: "Oh, Daniels, call me by my full name already..."
Match starts with Harry getting the upper hand, showering his opponent with punches. The brawl goes on for several seconds as Nobody is taken to the corner. Harry takes another wild swing but Nobody ducks it and this time it's Smith trapped in the corner and eating punches and kicks from the masked man. Nobody ends the sequence with a wild Enzuigiri to Harry's head as the truck driver falls on the canvas. Nobody gets on the second rope and dives off with a Senton. He goes for a quick cover.
ONE!
TW-- Kickout by Smith!
Mark Daniels: "Not even close... but Nobody continues his methodical offense."
Nobody takes control of grounded opponent with a Sleeper Hold and holds him for a while before the bigger and heavier Harry makes it to his feet. He snapmares No Man into a seated position, gets in front of him a delivers a Superkick. He waves at the crowd to draw some pop before performing and Elbow Drop and a pin attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
TH-- Kickout by Nobody!
Stephen T. Darling: “This guy is a disgrace of all wrestling. Look at him! He just failed at pinning Nobody, but he's still smiling like an idiot!”
Mark Daniels: “Perhaps the smile belongs to that girl in front row who keeps blowing him kisses.”
Harry picks Nobody up and delivers a Backhand Chop, lighting up his chest. Nobody seems not to feel any pain as he motions at Harry to bring it and hit him once again. Harry shoots another one, but Nobody again motions that he wants more. Harry chops away on Nobody, hitting him faster and faster which makes the crowd go nuts, just before Nobody dodges one of the chops and delivers one of his own, followed by a flurry of shoot kicks. He shoots two low kicks at Harry, bringing him to his knees, and then delivers an Enzuigiri. Another pin attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
TH-- Kickout by Harry!
Stephen T. Darling: “Hell, this one was close!”
Mark Daniels: “Just as close as Harry's previous attempt. Be unbiased for a moment, Darling.”
Stephen T. Darling: “MISTER Darling!”
Both men get to their feet and Nobody goes for another kick, but his leg is caught. Harry performs a Dragon Screw Legwhip and locks Nobody in a Single Leg Crab.
Mark Daniels: “This could be the end!”
Stephen T. Darling: “Oh don't be silly...”
It takes some time for Nobody to crawl to the ropes, but he makes it there. Harry lifts him up and motions for High Speed Dirt finisher, but Nobody dodges and tries to pick him up for an Identity Stealer. Harry, fortunately for himself, slips out of the hold, gets behind his opponent and drops him with a Bulldog.
Mark Daniels: “Roadkill!”
Stephen T. Darling: “No, it can't end like this...”
ONE!
TWO!
TH--- Kickout by Nobody!
It really doesn't end with a Roadkill, but Harry motions to the crowd that he is going to end this match right off with Space Truckin'. He gets on the top rope and amazes the crowd with performing the Shooting Star Press, but unfortunately for him, Nobody rolls out of the way and Smith gets nothing but canvas. Nobody takes advantage, picks him up and drops him with the Identity Stealer.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Shut Em Down reprise as referee lifts Nobody's hand in victory. The masked man just stares at Smith's motionless body before escaping the ring.
Tony Allen: “Here is your winner, advancing to the semi-finals... NOOOOOBODYYYY!
Stephen T. Darling: “Hah that will show that has been or never was Smith!”
Mark Daniels: “I thought you didn't like Nobody?”
Stephen T. Darling: “I don't like him, but I HATE Smith. So there you go.”
“Highway to Hell” by Marilyn Manson hits the PA system as the crowd starts to boo loudly. Xavier Saint, JJ Lee and Mr. Togo appear on the stage and start making their way towards the ring where Smith is still recovering.
Mark Daniels: “What are these guys doing back out here?”
Stephen T. Darling: “Hopefully showing Smith the door!”
Saint and Lee slide into the ring and start to mug Smith, kicking him down to the mat and stomping away at him repeatedly as the crowd voices their disgust. Saint makes his way to the turnbuckle and climbs to the top rope as Lee picks up Smith and holds him as Saint dives off the top rope and Lee brings Smith down for the Decapitator! Saint and Lee aren't done as they bring Smith back to his feet again. Lee takes off for the ropes as Saint lifts Smith up and brings him down with a Manhattan Drop as Lee connects with a Big Boot on the rebound for the High and Low! Togo is shouting orders from ring side for them to end it.
Mark Daniels: “Oh come on somebody has got to stop this!”
Stephen T. Darling: “And who in their right mind would do that? We don't need Smith here!”
Lee picks up Smith and starts to lift him with a military press and green pyro explodes from the corners of the ring. Lee drops Smith as the duo looks around as the lights go out! The crowd starts to stir a little wondering what is going on as green pyro explodes on the stage and the lights come back on. Saint and Lee and standing facing the stage as the crowd starts to roar loudly. Togo looks to the ring and notices two masked men standing behind Saint and Lee and he starts to shouting to get their attention!
Stephen T. Darling: “Who the hell are these costumed freaks!?”
Mark Daniels: “That's El Mascara De Norte and El Sombra Muerto!”
Stephen T. Darling: “WHO?”
Saint and Lee turn around and charge at the masked duo only for both of them to duck underneath. Saint turns around and De Norte jumps up for a Hurricarana Whip sending Saint over the top rope and spilling out onto the floor at ring side! Lee at the same time turns around and is hit by an Enzuigiri by Muerto. Norte quickly gets in front of Lee as Muerto gets behind him as they wait for Lee to get back to his feet. Once up they both hit an Enzuigiri on Lee for Daño Cerebral! Lee rolls out of the ring in pain as Saint and Togo help Lee to his feet as the trio starts to make a retreat for the backstage area leaving Norte and Muerto in the ring to celebrate as the crowd cheers on for them.
Mark Daniel: “De Norte and Muerto saving Smith in the nick of time from the hands of Xavier Saint and JJ Lee! Our two newest masked wrestlers already making a statement and they haven't even had a match yet!”
Stephen T. Darling: “They had no right to get involved! That was between Smith and those two gentlemen right there. Those two masked weirdos just attacked them for no reason! I hope Lee and Saint make them pay for that!”
Mark Daniels: “Ladies and Gentlemen thank you for joining us here tonight and we will see you again in two weeks. As always this is Mark Daniels and Stephen T. Darling signing off!”
De Norte and Muerto continue to celebrate in the ring while “Los” by Rammstein starts to play over the PA system as the show goes off the air.[/center]
