Post by WRONG CCP ACCT on Jan 9, 2018 18:44:23 GMT -5
WGWF PRESENTS
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
1.8.18
GOLDEN 1 ARENA
SACRAMENTO, CALIFORNIA
We open up on a closeup of a private locker room door, the golden nameplate clearly reading “Bigg Rigg John Gambino”. There’s a pop from the fans inside the arena at even the slightest of hints that they’re going to hear from the Angry Italian, but suddenly a clenched fist enters the frame and raps it’s knuckles sharply on the wood. There’s a short moment in which we can hear shuffling within the locker room as someone makes their way to the door, and finally it opens to reveal John Gambino himself.
BIGG RIGG: What?!
His eyes lock on the face of the man who’s disturbed him and open as wide as pizzas, unable to believe who’s in front of him.
BIGG RIGG: Jesus, what the hell are you doing here?
The camera pulls back, slowly revealing...
... JAMES RAVEN!
The crowd in the arena explodes at the sight of the former WGWF World Champion and Hall of Famer! He smiles at Gambino, then dramatically collapses to his knees and wails at the ceiling.
RAVEN: I’VE FOUND YOU!! John! I’ve finally found you! Why didn’t you ever call me, John?! After our magical night in Torrence! I gave you everything, John, I gave you my body and you promised me the world! You said you were going to leave Laura for me! You said I understood you in ways she never could! Why didn’t you call?! Why didn’t you call...
James Raven breaks down sobbing as Gambino stares at him in horror, then into the camera like a deer in the headlights.
BIGG RIGG: ... what... the hell?
James pops up off the floor, suddenly smiling from ear to ear as if nothing just happened. He pats Gambino on the shoulder, hard.
RAVEN: Rigger! It’s good to see ya, buddy. Look, I’ve got this little thing I’m putting together, I call it the “Legend vs. Legends” tour. I’ve started to see a lot of old XWF and WGWF stars pop out of the woodwork, and I want one more round with a bunch of ‘em! This is where you come in!
BIGG RIGG: What are you-
RAVEN: I know what you’re thinking you raging Italian meatball you! Bigg Rigg vs. Raven, one more time?! Our name up in lights on the marquee, selling out arenas for a knock-down drag-out war like in the good old days?!
John Gambino says nothing, but smiles at the idea.
RAVEN: No. Sorry. That’s not what I’m here for.
The Angry Italians smile quickly fades.
RAVEN: I’m here to tell you that you need to take a step back for now, and clear a path for me. I’ve been watching Brawl, and I’ve seen you place your sights firmly on one of our old peers and his championship. That’s fine, I have no interest in his belt. You can have it. I have no interest in finally getting my shot at him after you break him in half, either. I’ve waited too long; I won’t allow the W to carry an asterisk.
Bigg Rigg still says nothing. He doesn’t nod, he doesn’t even blink. He gives no indication that he even heard what Raven said, let alone agrees.
RAVEN: I trust you know who I’m talking about, John. My Legend vs. Legends tour kicks off on the next edition of Brawl, and if all goes well it’ll be against him. Don’t touch him until February, Rigg, then do what you want.
Raven turns to leave, but Rigg grabs him by the shoulder and pulls him back around so the two men are face to face.
BIGG RIGG: What’s in it for me?
RAVEN: We’ve known each other a long time, John. We’ve always worked well together. Play ball, and I’m sure we’ll figure something out.
Raven turns around again, and this time makes his way out of the shot and down the hallway leaving Bigg Rigg alone in the doorway.
BIGG RIGG: He’s a strange guy...
Bigg Rigg shuts the door and we fade to black.
MATCH 1:
K-REMIX
versus
THE SENTINEL
The lights go out in the arena and a whisper is heard over the sound system.
"The Legend Continues?"
"No, A New Legend Begins!"
"RE-RE-RE-REMIX!"
Pyro explodes at the top of the entrance ramp as Undeniable by Seckond Chaynce begins to play. The lights in the arena now come up…. And K-Remix is no where to be seen…
Diamond: Where is he?!
Baxter: Maybe he’s making new tunes?
Diamond: I have no idea…
The WGWF tron cuts to backstage and K-Remix is seen on the ground and a pair of boots beside him. The camera pans up….. SILENCE!!! Silence is nodding his head and the camera looks to the right to see The Sentinel down beside K-Remix!
Baxter: Silence strikes again!!!
Diamond: How is anybody going to eliminate that man from the West Coast Rumble!?!!!?!
Silence picks up K-Remix off the ground with one hand. He throws him in a huge laundry bin on wheels. Silence grabs The Sentinel and throws him in as well. Silence wheels both men to the front of Flash Rotten office. Silence looks to his right and grabs a sign that reads ,” Out of Order.” Silence smirks and walks off camera…
ROYAL COURT:
The camera zooms in slowly on the ring to find Alyce Starchylde standing in it with a throne behind her and the whole ring is set up for The Royal Court. The Royal Executioner looms in one corner, a featureless white mask on his face. The court jester capers at ringside wearing a harlequin mask,
ALYCE: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Wonderland! Welcome to the ratings zone! Welcome to...the Royal Court!
The crowd boos and the louder they boo, the more Alyce smiles!
ALYCE: Thank you all EVER so much! But if I were to wait for you potatoes to stop making your sheep noises this show would never get going and boy do we have a show for YOU! Tonight, I have a guest that frankly, I never thought I would have. He's been rolling on since about 1979 or so...give it up for TERRY BORDEN!
The Icon steps out onto the entrance ramp to the cheers of the crowd.
Terry plays to the audience, pointing, posing and playing air guitar as he slowly makes his way to the ring. The crowd eats it up and cheers even louder for their hero. Alyce looks annoyed and the longer he plays to the crowd, the longer it takes him to get to the ring the more annoyed she looks. He is almost to the ring when she brings the microphone up once more.
ALYCE: Terry, I know between your hips and your knees, you move slower than molasses in January, but we don't have all night, old man. How about you dodder your way into the ring?
Terry points at Alyce and gives her a thumbs down. The crowd boos and Terry calls for them to boo louder. Then he runs forward and slides into the ring and pops up like he's not a day over forty. He waves to the fans and they calm down.
ALYCE: Terry Borden! I never thought I'd ever get to interview you! I mean, you used to tell me every Sunday to Train, eat my vitamins and say my prayers when I was a little kid and you know,...I thought your act was lame even way back when!
TERRY: Well, You Know, SISTER...I have been the driving force behind Americanmania for a LONG TIME and I am not slowing down yet! So hearing that I didn't reach you as a young girl is no surprise because if I had...you might have had a title belt around that pretty waist!
The crowd cheers and Alyce rolls her eyes.
ALYCE: Yeah, I'll need some aloe vera for THAT sick burn. Now, you are an Icon and yet you hang out with and support a guy like Tristan Slater. Slater, you know, the guy that can't beat MDK so he came after MDK's chick. THAT is the guy whose back you got? How does that work with Americanmania?
TERRY: Slater's a good dude and he stands up for what's right and sometimes that means standing up to a crazy, evil *BEEP* SISTER!
BAXTER: How dare he call our queen a *BEEP*!
DIAMOND: If the shoe fits, wear it!
Back in the ring, Terry is at the ropes, hand up in the air bathing in the adoration of the crowd. Alyce stands behind him. waiting.
ALYCE: Well credit where it's due...you are loyal to the end and this is indeed the end. Now I need you to give a message to Slater for me.
TERRY: What the hell is that supposed to mean? What message?
ALYCE: I believe, the answer you are looking for is right up there on the Globaltron!
Terry turns to look at the Globaltron and as he turns Alyce chop blocks him from behind! The crowd boos as Terry topples to the ground, holding his leg.
DIAMOND: Oh my God!
The Jester slides a royal scepter into the ring and then grabs Borden's leg. Holding it straight out, Alyce brings down the scepter, breaking it on Borden's outstretched knee. Borden manages to roll away holding onto his knee. The Executioner gets involved now, handing Alyce a chair. Alyce wraps it around Borden's knee as the Executioner and the Jester hold him down. Alyce sprints up to the top turnbuckle and leaps down on the chair! Borden spasms, screaming in pain.
DIAMOND: Dammit this is too far! Get some help out here!
Meanwhile, Alyce has tied Borden who has passed out, his skin a waxy yellow, into the tree of woe. Suddenly…
Slater's music hits and he charges toward the ring! Alyce slides out of the ring and with the Jester and Executioner in tow flees through the crowd. Slater waves towards the back and paramedics and security officials come out to the ring to disconnect the unconscious Borden from the ropes and get him on a stretcher. Slater shoots an angry look towards where Alyce disappeared and then helps to get Borden to the back.
MATCH 2:
NON TITLE HANDICAP MATCH
CHRISTIAN CONNOLLY (c)
versus
DUSTIN HOLT and LUKE RIGGS
*DING* *DING* *DING*
Diamond: Here we go! All of these men have, at one time or another, wrestled for world championships, so this could be a great match.
Baxter: If this goes longer than two minutes, I'll be surprised.
Diamond: Dustin moves in for a tie-up, but -- Connolly slips underneath and doubles Dustin over with a stiff kick to the midsection!
Baxter: This is going to be, like, the most one-sided fight ever.
Diamond: Dustin stumbles forward and Connolly SNAPS through a kick to the back of his leg! The Suntan Superman obviously has some significant martial arts training and he's putting it to use here.
Dustin's face is already pained as he rolls onto his stomach and pushes himself to his hands and knees. But Connolly doesn't pause, and he doesn't give the other man a moment.
Diamond: Connolly with a kick to the exposed ribs of Dustin, knocking him head over heels to his back, and Connolly steps over and drops down into the mount position!
Baxter: You know, I hope James Raven is watching because this could be him in two weeks.
Diamond: Connolly now pulls up Dustin by the hair!
Baxter: I'm... a little scared that Dustin is going to die in the ring.
Connolly tilts his head to the side. Dustin blinks up at the face of the Suntan Superman. The two stare at each other for a moment before Connolly continues.
Diamond: Connolly with a forearm to the side of Dustin's head! The IC Champ is...
Baxter: He's kicking the shit out of Dustin Holt, Diamond. We can still say stuff like this.
Diamond: Connolly with another shot! And another! Holt is getting the life beaten out of him by the Intercontinental Champion! Connolly now pulling Holt to his feet, he shoves him into the corner!
Connolly beckons him to make the tag, and Luke Riggs tags in.
Diamond: Connolly now adjusting his arm sleeve as he approaches --
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Diamond: Awww come on! Riggs out of the corner with a blatant poke to the eye! Riggs getting underhanded to get back into this match! Riggs drilling Connolly with forearms to the face!
Baxter: Now that? That's pretty smart.
Diamond: Riggs driving Connolly back into the ringropes... Irish whip across the ring and a clothesline! Riggs now waiting for Connolly to get to his feet and hard kick to the midsection! He hooks a front facelock and pulls over Connolly in the vertical suplex! Float-over into a pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!
Diamond: No, Connolly slips the shoulder up! Riggs to the ring apron -- he's climbing up to the top rope and -- SHOULDER BLOCK!
Baxter: This is the best he's looked in years.
Diamond: Riggs trying to rely on his speed and whatever training he has to stay away from those deadly feet of Connolly! Riggs crouches on the far side of the ring... Connolly to his feet... Riggs with a running start! Connolly ducks down, Riggs sails over his head -- sunset flip!
Baxter: Where has this Luke Riggs been for the past five years?
Diamond: Riggs trying to pull Connolly over! He's pulling at Superman's tree trunk legs! Connolly reaches out and --
"RAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Diamond: Connolly grabs hold of the top rope to steady himself! Connolly steps forward out of Luke's grip, Riggs, still kneeling on the mat, turns --
THHHHHWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCK!
The heel of Superman's boot catches Riggs, right above the temple. He collapses like a ton of bricks.
Diamond: GOOD GOD! GOOD GOD! I think Luke Riggs is unconscious! I think he's out, Professor!
Baxter: That was... wow.
Diamond: Can we see that again?
AT&T; REPLAY
WATCH FROM ANOTHER ANGLE AS CONNOLLY STEPS INTO AND HOOKS HER LEG. THE FOOT CONNECTS. LUKE'S HEAD SNAPS BACK, HIS BODY CRUMPLING AWKWARDLY TO THE MAT
Diamond: Riggs might have some head injuries here! There's no way that he's going to be able to compete in this match any more! Connolly can pin him and end this whenever he wants!
Connolly looks over at Dustin Holt, almost asking him to come save his partner. When Holt doesn't budge, Connolly drops down and covers Riggs.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
*DING* *DING* *DING*
Masters: Here is your winner -- CHRISTIAN CONNOLLY!!
Connolly gets to his feet immediately. Dustin Holt rushes in and checks on his partner. Holt helps Riggs to his feet as he's visibly shaken. Connolly steps over and checks on Riggs. He says a few words to him before Holt helps him out the ring. Connolly grabs his IC title from the referee and asks for a microphone. Masters hands him one as the music fades out.
Connolly: What's up Sacramento!!
"RAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Connolly: I'm not gonna take up too much of your time, but I need to address a couple of things. First off, there's a guy walking around here thinking he's more important than he actually is. He keeps running his mouth about me and we all know the one thing you shouldn't do in life... is tug on Superman's cape. But I get it Johnny... you're still mad that I beat you for this (holds up the IC title).
"RAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Connolly: So I'ma make this so simple that even you can understand it. If it's fight you want, all ya gotta do is come to me like a man, and ask me. Don't talk behind my back like some high school chick. I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere. And if you ain't got the balls to do that, then you better keep my name out your mouth.
Diamond: Connolly taking a stand against John Gambino!
Baxter: Why is he tempting fate? He got lucky the first time.
Connolly: But enough about old news, let's talk about something exciting! The West Coast Rumble is upon us!
"RAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Connolly: It's one of the most exciting times of year. And even though I won't be participating in the West Coast Rumble, I will be making history. It's not many times in our sport that you can do something for the 1st time, but on January 22nd.. for the first time anywhere... Christian Connolly will step in the ring and go toe to toe with the amazing.. James Raven!!
"RAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"RAVEN! RAVEN! RAVEN! RAVEN! RAVEN!"
Diamond: I personally can't wait for that match!
Baxter: It truly is a dream match!
Connolly: James, we've been up and down the roads together for years. And I do consider you one of my best friends in this business. I know you're gonna bring it, just as I am gonna bring it. And these fans are gonna be treated to a possible match of the year. But it's a match that I plan on winning. So I'ma say this outta respect for you, Jimmy... you're gonna have to kill me to beat me. I'm coming to drop you on your head with the Crowning Glory. And there will be nothing, you can do about it.
Drops mic.
"Keep It 100" hits the speakers and Connolly climbs out the ring. He makes his way up the ramp, slapping hands as he goes.
FLASH ROTTEN SEGMENT
MATCH 3:
4 WAY BATTLE ROYAL
WINNER ENTERS THE WEST COAST RUMBLE LAST
JOHN GAMBINO
versus
ERIK JOSTEN
versus
SIMON JACOBS
versus
EL GRAN AZUL
"La Bamba" by Los Lobos plays as El Gran Azul makes his way down the ramp to a decent pop from the crowd. He poses for the cried before sliding into the ring, raising his hands in the air to another pop.
Masters: “The following contest is a battle royal with the winner entering last into the West Coast Rumble. Introducing first, from Mexicali… El Gran Azul!”
Diamond: “WGWF alumni are flooding the WGWF ahead of the Rumble and El Gran Azul is here for that opportunity.”
The opening piano of "Runaway" by Kanye West fills the arena as the lights go out. The lights come to life as the song kicks off, revealing Simon Jacobs. He makes his way down the aisle, up the ring steps and through the ropes.
Masters: “And from Detroit Michigan… Simon Jacobs!”
Baxter: “And on top of the old boys, we have new blood hungry for the opportunity as well!”
All the lights in the arena go out, which sends the audience into a frenzy of cheers and screams.
KEEP IT 100…
The crowd roars to its feet, clapping along with the beat. Cell phone screens and camera flashes start illuminating the blackness. Erik Josten throws the curtain aside and strides out onto the stage. He takes a moment to pause and survey the crowd with chin held high and hands on hips.
Masters: “From Seattle, Washington… Erik Josten!”
With a look of extreme focus, he marches down the ramp, taking the time to slap a few hands along the way. He stops as he gets to the ring and holds his head down. After he mouths some words to himself, he lets out an animalistic roar (think Roman Reigns before the spear) and climbs in the ring.
Diamond: “It’ll be a feat of pure athleticism to take a beast like Josten whether he’s first in the rumble or last…”
The arena lights go off and the entire place goes black. "BEEP, BEEP, BEEEEEEEEEP!" sounds over the PA System. The crowd in attendance erupts into a chorus of cheers, as "If you want blood (You've got it)" - AC/DC begins playing. Multi-coloured lights flash off and on throughout the arena as John Gambino steps out onto the stage. He is dressed in his shiny black trunks, a black leather biker jacket, a black "Flatline Crew Established Circa 1996" t-shirt underneath and black boots. A black Fedora hat sits atop his head and a pair of silver aviator sunglasses rest upon his face. Accompanying Rigg are members of his "crew", Rigg looks up from beneath his sunglasses, surveying the crowd.
Masters: “And from Syracuse, New York… Bigg Rigg… John Gambino!”
As the song hits the chorus, Bigg Rigg raises his arms into the air; growling. Red pyros shoot up from the stage behind the three. The fans continue to cheer. As the pyros end, Rigg and his Crew walk down the ramp together, snarling and slapping the hands of the fans along the ramp. Once at ringside; Bigg Rigg climbs up onto the apron and before anything can happen, Jacobs leaps over to Gambino and whales in with clubbing blows to the back of Bigg Rigg causing him to stagger forwards. Azul is spun around by Josten and whaled on as well.
Baxter: “Jacobs looking to make a name for himself by taking out the Bigg Rigg!”
Azul and Josten trade blows in the corner as Gambino leans against the ropes and goes to compose himself as Jacobs backs into the ropes on the opposite side of the ring and charges at the stunned Gambino but Bigg Rigg is able to spin on the spot, apply a three point stance and almost breaks Jacobs in half with a…
Diamond: “The Rage! The Rage on Jacobs!”
Baxter: “Thanks for stopping by!”
Jacobs is flat out as Gambino fixes his gaze on his two other opponents as the referee makes the count!
1!
2!
3!
Ding! Ding!
Masters: “Simon Jacobs has been eliminated…”
Baxter: “Gambino is looking determined to end this quickly tonight…”
Gambino stands up and watches as Azul and Josten look at each other. Azul points at himself and then at Josten…
Baxter: “What is Azul up to?”
Diamond: “I think he is trying to make an uneasy alliance with Erik…”
Baxter: “I guess they just saw what he did to Jacobs who is still being scraped off of the mat and they want to increase their odds…”
Azul offers his hand and Josten takes it and they both look at Gambino who beckons them both on with a smile on his face. Azul steps forwards and Josten places a hand on his shoulder in support before launching Azul at Gambino who catches him and drives him to the mat with a brutal spine-buster!
Baxter: “That alliance lasted long!”
Gambino stares at Josten, smirks and shakes his head as he mouths something to him before reaching down and dragging Azul up by his feet and setting him up… and dropping Azul with a Bloodshot!
Diamond: “Gambino is looking fierce tonight!”
Gambino makes a cover while eyeing Josten carefully.
1!
2!
3!
Masters: “El Gran Azul has been eliminated!”
Josten immediately jumps onto Gambino with a flurry of boots that rolls Gambino up and backs him into the corner. He steps back and drives measured knees into the jaw of Gambino but as the Wrecking Ball drags Bigg Rigg back to his feet, Gambino meets him with a European uppercut that rocks the former Television Champion backwards. Gambino then strides forwards with massive lefts and rights that back Josten up into the opposite corner where he starts to rain down lefts and rights. He drives knees into the Americanimal’s ribs and mid-section before grabbing his arm and whipping him across the ring. Josten crashes into the turnbuckle and staggers out into the path of a splash that crushes him into the corner. Gambino smirks to the crowd and shrugs his shoulders as he holds the head of Josten before driving a brutal headbutt into the nose of Josten before faking another whip into the corner and turns it into a twirling sidewalk slam!
Diamond: “Gambino is sauntering towards the final entry into the Rumble!”
Bigg Rigg drags Josten up again and measures him up before hitting a right, then another right and then poses for the crowd before levelling The Wrecking Ball with a discus lariat! Gambino draws his thumb across his throat and signals for the end! Josten is still stirring and Gambino is urging him to get to his feet. Josten rolls onto his front and Gambino smiles, runs over to Josten and drives the Americanimal face first into the mat with the Flatline!
Baxter: “Flatline curb-stomp! This one is done!”
Gambino casually covers Josten!
1!
2!
3!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Masters: “Here is your winner… and the final entrant into the West Coast Rumble… Bigg Rigg… John Gambino!”
Gambino gets to his feet and raises his hands in victory before gesturing to his waist that a title is imminent but as he celebrates, the lights go out and the crowd gasps. As they come back on, the crowd pop with shock as the monster Silence stands behind him!
Baxter: “Silence is here!”
Diamond: “The monster is big enough to stop the juggernaut that is Gambino!”
The pair square off and one referee tries to pry them apart but they both refuse to budge… the main referee calls for support and road agents and other referees come down to the ring and pleads with both men to back off. Gambino then takes a swing and Silence punches back and soon a heaving mass of road agents who are trying to keep them apart as they trade blows in the middle of the ring. The crowd backs to the ropes and topples over the top rope where both men rolls on the ground and brawl viciously before Silence gains the upper hand and tosses Gambino into the guard rail. He goes to follow up but he’s dragged away by a number of Gambino’s crew who have charged down to the ring!
Gambino picks himself up and feels that his lip is bleeding and looks enraged but before he can surge forward, the rest of Gambino’s crew drag him backwards along with a number of the referees who struggle to separate them.
Baxter: “All hell has broken loose as two giants of the WGWF want the West Coast Rumble to come early!”
Diamond: “How will the ring cope with two men like this in the middle of the rumble?”
As the two men get pulled further apart, we cut to a commercial.
A GOAT AND A SUPERMAN
It's silent inside the arena, a prolonged moment of confusion as the fans sit patiently and await whatever's coming next. A referee stands dutifully in the ring, but shrugs at the time keeper to signal that even he doesn't know what's happening next. Suddenly a familiar guitar intro hits the speaker system, and the crowd leaps to it's collective feet and scream for the Peoples GOAT!
"Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time! Hand grenade pins in every line! Throw 'em up and let something shine! Going out of my fucking mind!"
The familiar Linkin Park song floods the arena, the house lights cutting out and plunging the fans into darkness for several seconds.
"Filthy mouth, no excuse! Find a new place to hang this noose! String me up from atop these roofs! Knot it tight so I won't get loose!"
Blue and white spotlights open in the stands, swirling over the screaming men and women before coming together at the top of the ramp, forming a pool of shimmering light as fog begins to pour from behind the black curtain.
"Truth is you can stop and stare! Bled myself out and no one cares! Dug a trench out, laid down there! With a shovel up out of reach somewhere! Yeah, someone pour it in! Make it a dirt dance floor again! Say your prayers and stomp it out! When they bring that chorus in!"
The fog is thick at the top of the ramp now, and all of the spotlights cut out leaving the fans in darkness once more as they've reached a fever pitch.
"I bleed it out!"
A small pyrotechnic display shoots up from the stage, silver and blue sparks raining down on the silhouette of the Hall of Famer and former World Champion.
JAMES "FUCKING" RAVEN!
"Digging deeper just to throw it away! I bleed it out! Digging deeper just to throw it away! I bleed it out! Digging deeper just to throw it away! Just to throw it away! Just to throw it away! I bleed it out!"
Clad in designer jeans and a button down shirt Raven makes his way down the ramp to the ring, a microphone in his hand as he grins at the fans and bumps fists with a security guard near the ring steps. He climbs through the ropes, and after a moment to suck in the love of the crowd, he motions to cut the music.
RAVEN: What, you were expecting Nick Ryan? It's good to be here, WGWF, it's good to be standing in this ring, holding this microphone, and speaking to you all after so many years of absence and false starts. It's good to be here, and to know that what's coming next is even better.
The crowd murmurs in excitement.
RAVEN: I'm sure some of you have heard the rumors, and I'm here to make it official. I'll be in action on January 22nd at the West Coast Rumble. I'm not looking to enter the rumble itself, I'm not looking to snag myself any easy World title shots yet. I have a very specific match in mind against a very special opponent. See, it's come to my attention that a lot of my old running mates are still alive and kicking, and a handful of them are here in the WGWF. If I don't make 2018 my year to avenge old losses, to chase old thrills, and to get one more round in with the men I admired the most in my career... I could spend the rest of my life regretting it.
The crowd cheers in admiration and approval of this plan.
RAVEN: Now another match with Bigg Rigg or Chris Page would be great, if Ranma or Raziel climbs out of hiding amazing, and if FuZz stops ducking my messages outstanding... but there's one name that's eluded me in a one-on-one setting... one man who always found himself aligned against me, and always on the losing side of the war, but never once stood up and settles the debate of The Peoples GOAT vs. The Suntan Supaman...
The crowd roars even louder, James Raven is calling out Christian Connolly at the West Coast Rumble!
RAVEN: You've reinvented yourself, Christian, out of the shadows you once plagued yourself with. You've somehow made yourself viable again, someone that won't get me fired for bringing up in a booking meeting anymore. I need to cash in on this shot before you screw it up again. I need to beat you before you have to go into hiding again.
Suddenly the curtain atop the entrance ramp opens, and Christian Connolly himself steps through! No entrance music! No microphone! It's just Christian Connolly, as calm and as confident as ever! Raven grins in the ring, allowing Connolly to have his moment with the fans, but soon enough Christian is on the move down the ramp and up the steps. He climbs through the ropes, and soon the two legends are standing face to face.
Neither of them says a thing, Raven just smiles in the face of Connolly, and Christian calmly stares James down.
Slowly...
... very slowly...
... Christian Connolly extends his hand!
Raven shakes it!
The crowd goes absolutely wild as the two men shake hands in the center of the ring, solidifying their bout for the next pay per view! This is going to be bananas, folks! B-A-N-A-N-A-S! The camera slowly fades out to commercial.
MAIN EVENT
6 PERSON TAG TEAM ATTRACTION
ROYAL FAMILY: MDK (c) ALYCE STARCHYLDE and CHRIS PAGE
versus
JOHN "THE BEAST" CABLE, "GLORIOUS" TRISTAN SLATER and ANDY JOHNSON (c)
The fans roar as MDK elects to start things off for the Royal Family while it appears that Andy and Slater have stepped out to the ring apron respectively. The referee calls for the bell.
DING…. DING…. DING….
Slater reaches into the ring tagging John’s back! There’s a pop from the crowd as Tristan steps into the ring. MDK has a laugh as Slater and John have a brief stare down before John steps over the top rope and out to the ring apron.
Baxter: I guess Tristan just showed us.
Slater looks across the ring at MDK as the fans get louder and louder. MDK and Slater start to circle each other; neither man taking their eye off each other and as they make the complete circle of the ring MDK fakes the lock up before turning and tagging Chris Page into the match to massive boo’s from the crowd.
Diamond: MDK wants no piece of Slater.
MDK is laughing as he steps out to the ring apron.
Baxter: Does that look like the face of a man that fears anything about Tristan Slater? MDK is playing with Slater, bottom line.
Page enters the ring and as he and Tristan stare across from each other we see Tristan shift his head towards Andy Johnson who extends his hand out towards the ring. The fans roar massively and Slater gives in and tags Andy Johnson into the match!
Diamond: Here we go!
Andy enters the ring and charges Page taking him down with a double leg take down! The fans erupt as Andy starts hammering down with right hands to CCP’s face! Page counters the positioning as he rolls over and takes his own mount position on Johnson! Page rears his right hand back holding it in the air for a second or two before slapping Johnson across the face. The fans roar with boos as Page gets up off Andy challenging his son to get to his feet!
Rotten: Page slapped the taste out Andy’s mouth!
Johnson gets back to his feet where he looks to lock up with Page. Chris ducks out of the way while taking a back waist lock where he hoists Andy up in the air before driving him down into the mat on his stomach. Page floats over into a front face lock where he starts paint brush slapping Johnson across the back of the head! The crowd boo’s intently as Page gets back to his feet followed by Johnson but before anything else can take place Page tags Alyce into the match. The boo’s reign out from all over as Alyce steps into the ring before skipping around Andy as Page steps out to the ring apron.
Diamond: The Queen is about to make her presence on the World Television Champion.
Alyce and Andy square off locking up center ring. Andy has the power over Starchylde as he drives her back into a neutral corner where he holds her there as the referee starts to lay the five count to him and as he starts to back away at the three count he gives enough room for Alyce to cheap shot him with a boot to the midsection! Alyce bites Andy across the bridge of the nose drawing loud boos from the crowd!
Baxter: The Queen is hungry!
She releases her teeth from Andy’s nose and is admonished by the referee drawing a hair flip from Alyce. Alyce charges towards Andy who swings with a clothesline, Alyce ducks where before she bounces off the ropes she actually spring boards off the middle rope delivering a Missile Dropkick to the Television Champion. Alyce makes the cover!
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THR
Andy kicks out to a pop from the crowd which diverts back into loud boos as Alyce starts choking Andy! The referee lays the count to Starchylde who breaks the choke at the four count. Alyce reaches her feet where she reaches down picking Andy up off the mat. She fires him into a neutral corner where she charges in after him only to eat a boot to the face staggering Alyce backwards. Andy comes out of the corner with a boot to the midsection followed by a swinging neckbreaker! Johnson makes the cover.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THR…
Alyce kicks out. Andy reaches his feet where he picks Alyce up and twists her right arm before backing up towards his corner where Cable tags into the match! John steps over the top rope and into the ring where he drives a knee to the midsection of Alyce. John drops to one knee and bends Alyce over his knee where he smacks her on the ass… hard. There’s laughter from the crowd as he tosses Alyce down to the mat and as the Queen pops back to her feet to avenge the disrespect we see the King extend his hand out towards the center of the ring. Alyce and MDK make eye contact before we see Alyce tag in the WGWF World Heavyweight Champion.
Diamond: Cable and MDK!
Baxter: And Cable is about to pay for ever disrespecting our Queen!
John and MDK engage in a stare down as the crowd is heard getting louder and louder as the two men start to walk towards the center of the ring where MDK spits in the face of the Man Beast! An infuriated Cable swings with a wild right hand that is blocked by the Champion and countered with a stiff kick to the right knee of the Man Beast! MDK follows up with a second and the third drops John to one knee!
Diamond: MDK is going back to the injured knee!
MDK connects with a pretty Shinning Wizard to the temple of Cable knocking the Man Beast to the mat. MDK mounts John and starts pounding down with straight right hands to Cable’s face! The referee lays the count as MDK continues to hammer down on Cable before stopping where he lifts John’s head up off the mat with both hands and screams down into his face.
MDK- “LACKEY!”
It’s as if MDK’s words awaken Cable who quickly headbuts MDK in the face which breaks the Champions grasp and knocks him off Cable’s chest. John gets to a vertical base as we see Chris Page make the blind tag to MDK. Page enters the ring running full speed towards Cable who catches Page with a Tilt-A-Whirl slam driving CCP into the canvass! Cable makes the cover hooking the leg.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THR
CCP shoots a shoulder up off the mat. John looks towards the corner that houses the Royal Family as we see Rage in the corner. Cable points towards MDK which draws the middle finger from the World Champion from the ring apron. Cable shits his attention back towards Page as he picks him up off the mat. John drives Page back into the corner with a stiff shoulder block. John starts laying in the shoulders to the midsection of Page before bringing Chris to the ropes, John sends Page across the ring where he bounces off the near side ducking under a big boot attempt by the Man Beast. John spins around and into a front waist lock by CCP who then delivers an over- head belly to belly to belly release suplex to the larger Cable!
Baxter: The strength of CCP to hurl Cable over-head like that is unreal!
Chris beats Cable to his feet and as John gets up he is sent over the top rope and out to the floor at the feet of Rage.
Diamond: If this was the West Coast Rumble we would have an elimination right there.
Page distracts the referee allowing Rage to start stomping away at Cable to massive boos from the crowd. Rage quickly picks John up before hurling him into the ring steps right shoulder first! We get a shot of Slater on the ring apron looking displeased. The referee turns around to see that Rage is a safe distance away. The official starts to lay the count to Cable on the floor. Chris drops down to the mat rolling out to the floor where he picks Cable up before hurling him back into the ring under the bottom rope. Page slides into the ring where he immediately chokes Cable with both hands around John’s neck. The referee starts to lay the count to Page who breaks the choke at the four count.
Baxter: The Man Beast is getting taken to woodshed by the Royal Family!
Page starts choking Cable again with both hands to the throat. The referee once again lays the count to Page who again breaks at the four count before getting to his feet where he’s admonished by the referee. Chris reaches down picking John up off the mat taking him back into a neutral corner where he sends him across the ring and into the buckles chest first while charging closely behind him, Cable puts the breaks on but Page cannot and the two clock heads! Page falls backwards down to the mat as we see John turn around before falling forward with an unintentional headbut to the groin of Page!
Baxter: Disqualify him!
Diamond: That wasn’t intentional you idiot!
Baxter: Oh but it was…
Both Page and Cable are laid out on the mat with John starting to stir. MDK see’s Cable is starting to crawl towards his corner and he enters the ring distracting the referee and we see Rage run around the ring where he yanks Andy off the ring apron before sending him crashing into the security railing! MDK exits the ring as Slater is torn to check on Andy or make the tag from Cable who inches his way towards the corner. We see Chris coming around as he starts to crawl towards his corner as well. John gets closer to the corner and as he reaches out for Slater the crowd is stunned as Slater drops down to the floor!
Diamond: WHAT!
Tristan watches as Page tags Alyce who scales the turnbuckles! MDK enters the ring blasting Cable from behind before slinging him towards the Alyce who comes off the top rope with a Code Breaker! The Queen covers the Man Beast as an equally shocked World Champion looks down at Slater almost expecting him to make a save!
REFEREE: ONE….. TWO….. THREE!!!
DING….. DING…. DING….
Masters: The winners of this contest… ALYCE STARCHYLE, MDK and “CHRONIC” CHRIS PAGE
Tristan walks away where he helps Andy up. Andy starts questioning Slater and as he does Tristan simply walks away while in the Royal Family has their arms raised in victory with MDK putting his right boot on the chest of John Cable.
Diamond: We’re just two weeks away from the West Coast Rumble… Will this be the scene that closes out the Pay-Per-View? Is there a kink in the Glorious New Breed’s Armor? What the hell is up with Tristan Slater?!?! My god what did we just see!?!?! We’re out of time! See you in Los Angeles for the West Coast Rumble!
Brawl fades.